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save-the-villainous-cat · 1 year

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Hii, I'm here to drop a request~

Okay so, i have a thing for self-distrustive characters. Here's the idea: give me a self-harming hero who is too weak to act on it alone and willingly surrenders themselves to villain assuming (hoping maybe) they would torture them for information. Villain tho reluctant, doesn't hesitate to hurt the hero not too seriously tho. But for our self distrustive hero whatever the villain is doing is not enough to make them feel the relief they're seeking so~ let it slip out. Let them thoughtlessly cry out for more. And then give me a shocked villain. A concerned, regretful and lastly caring enough to treat their wounds villain. Give me an unresponsive to the villain's treatment hero. If you'd like to ass anything feel free <3

Much love to you friend, stay hydrated, we love you ~<33

It wasn’t like it didn’t hurt.

It just didn’t hurt enough. That’s why the hoarse please had slipped from their tongue. And it was why the weak more followed. Judging from their actions, the villain hadn’t heard it right away but when the hero cried harder, the villain’s hands came to a stop.

They’d broken three fingers, not to mention the shattered ankle. What had happened to their ankle had felt just but once the villain had moved on to their fingers, the hero had secretly begging them to break harder bones, like their collarbone or maybe even their ulna. It was sick, they knew it in their heart. It was maniacal and disturbing to feel like this.

Heroes were supposed to save people, even if their own well-being came in last. Saving themselves counted too.

The villain let go of their hand, eyes darting between the hero’s.

“What did you just say to me?” The villain’s hands went through the hero’s hair, getting a full grip of them, pulling them up.

The hero thought about their broken ankle. About how they wouldn’t be able to walk for weeks, maybe even a few months…? They always concentrated on the pain, rather than the period it took place in. By the time old pain faded, the hero always managed to get themselves into new trouble.

Letting injuries heal had never been an option. The villain let go of them.

It was hard. It was hard to lie there and accept their defeat, the fact that the villain had found out about their secret and more importantly, that they had stopped bruising the hero.

“Please,” the hero sobbed. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Their nose was running and their tears gathered together, falling down their cheeks like raindrops from the sky. Breathing was hard, their lungs felt frail from these past months and the world came crashing down around them.

When their sobs echoed from the walls, they felt truly defeated, humiliated, and the pain wasn’t enough to forget that.

For a moment, nothing happened. Neither of them said anything. All that was left in the room were the villain’s questions and the quiet sobs the hero made. Feeling overwhelmed by the horribleness of it all, the hero rolled themselves into a little ball, crying into their torn sleeve. They were ready for everything. Ready to die, ready to be bled, to be beaten, anything.

“Hey, easy there.” Once again, the villain combed their fingers through the hero’s hair but this time it was much more gentle and softer, leaving the hero with the taste of bile on their tongue. They braced themselves for new pain, impatiently waiting for the lashing out and the violent actions but nothing of that sort came. Quite the opposite: the villain scratched their scalp softly.

“Darling, what happened to you?” Their nails scraped across the hero’s skin, taking their time. It was oddly comfortable. Even though their muscles ached, they looked up at the villain crouching above them.

“Please,” the hero begged again. “Please hurt me.”

The villain was silent, biting their inner cheek as if they were considering it. But when they answered with a tender “no,” all hopes the hero had were crushed.

“Please.”

“You’re a mess. Hurting you seems to be what you want. I don’t want to give you what you want,” they explained. They wiped away a tear. “Don’t mistake this for compassion. This is me controlling your desires. This is me taunting you.”

They pulled the hero who had exhausted themselves and was completely defenceless into their arms.

“And this is me wanting information. Why did you say that?” They held them close and embarrassingly enough, it dawned on the hero how touch-starved they were.

“I am so alone,” they whispered. They mumbled the words, not even believing their own mouth for saying it. No one was supposed to hear this. “I am so alone.”

They started sobbing again. It was hopeless. The villain was the only comfort they had — even now that they weren’t hurting them.

“You will never be alone with me,” the villain said carefully. “I’ll make sure of that. Now, come on. Let’s treat your wounds.”

In all honesty, the hero had never done that. They weren’t sure if there were rules to it.

“If this is you taunting me,” the hero said, “then why do you want to treat my wounds?”

The villain gave them a grim look that didn’t leave room for protest.

“I’m asking the questions, not you.”

#I assume you meant destructive darling #have you ever watched beauty and the beast and seen the end titles where they thank Howard ashman for his work and have you ever called #your boyfriend after that and you were crying and he was like what happened so you told him that youre sad because Howard started the whole #disney renaissance with his lyrics and he died so young because of aids and his lyrics got a fucking Oscar but at that point he had died #already so he didnt even know that beauty and the beast had become the best Disney movie of all time past present and future and your #boyfriend just has to bite back his laugh because you didnt even know this guy and youre crying over him like #guys the Disney lore is too deep I could go on like this forever #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #whump

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ivio · 1 year

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Yesterday felt like a blur, with everything that had been happening these last few weeks Xhui hadn't even realized what season was upon them. the progenitors returned to the lair four sunrises ago, bringing with them two young Fae, both of which she'd been told had only become so recently and were having trouble adjusting to their new forms.

The female, a beautiful cool toned dragon with fearsome primal eyes of zephyr and seemed to constantly shrouded in insects that glowed soft blue, named Teolun had once been a Pearlcatcher. Ruamii told her that he and Spircoa had spent two whole days with her painstakingly carving her pearl down into a size that she could keep it with her, even in her new form. And Spircoa had fashioned her jewelry from the the scraps.

despite her struggles though, she seems to be happy. She hasn't quite gotten the hang of Fae speech, and her crests move awkwardly, but she is doing her best to adapt, to keep living -- which Xhui finds admirable

The male, who went by Keion, was a mystery to her, until he and his Harpy familiar woke her from her slumber this morning. He sat on Xhui's nose and and flicked her with his tail until her eyes were open and all she could see was the Fae's pale blue eye.

"I was told to fetch you," He whsipered with a flick of his head crests that Xhui recognized as excitement, "though i think we should grab a few extra pairs of hand."

She went and woke Roakh, her younger brother, second convoyer under Snag, their oldest sibling. They, along with three Imperials from the convoy helped Keion and Spircoa bring back one of the largest singular food hauls Xhui had ever seen, along with one four strange chests.

As she were flying back to the lair holding one of the chests, Keion, who was clinging to Xhui's scales, whispered

"I came from one of these chests," and now things started to make sense, how quickly this yearling dragon, who couldnt have a Fae for more than three months, had picked up on Fae communication so quickly. He was like her. "You came from one too, didnt you?"

"No," she responded, "I was found as a lone egg in the Shifting Expanse by Oulihm." To that Keion only hummed in response, but the two felt a kinship with eachother, and while she didnt ask, Xhui wondered what the young dragons life had been like before running into Spircoa and Ruamii on the Churnscar Wharf.

The lair was a buzz with excitement, Night of the Nocturne had special meaning for her clan. The chests were given to Ruid to sort and store in the vault, and the food taken to the hoard. But Xhui was preoccupied -- as soon a Keion left his perch on her horn to go celebrate with the rest of the clan she snuck away to the menagerie.

It had always been one of her favorite places in the lair, even as a hatchling, though finding her there alone surrounded by potentially dangerous creatures had always caused Oulihm quite the panic.

she and Kohvya, her Hippogriff familiar went around to all the beasts who called the menagerie home, and, just like she had expected, they found three more Strange chests. Kohvya and the rest of the beasts watched as she opened each one, and when she got to the last chest and saw an egg staring back at her talons sparked from excitement. she stowed the egg in her pack and tried to go back to her roost without drawing much attention to herself.

Her roost was up high, a niche that kept her in the dark when light would pour through the various openings in the lairs walls when the sun started to rise. She had a small amount of textiles here already, but she asked Kohvya to fetch some more from the hoard. While her loyal familiar ran his errand she turned the egg over in her talons. She wondered what the dragon in here was like.

She would have another child. Her daughter, Djya, would have a sibling. When Kohvya returned the two of them built a small nest where the egg would be safe. She knows she'll have to tell the rest of the clan soon, but she wants to take some time for herself, and she wants to make sure this hatchling doesn't feel lost like Keion must have. She would as good a mother to this dragon as Oulihm was to her.

She said a small prayer of thanks to The Shadowbinder for the gifts he has given to her clan, gave Kohvya, who had curled around the egg already, a pat on the head before she rejoined the rest of the clan in their celebration. It seemed to her the clan had luck on their side, and danced the day away with her family.

#[xhui]#[//]#uhhhhhhh wow did not mean to write nearly 800 words dear god #i have another journal entry in the works #abt more NotN stuff ofc #i just unfortunately have other things i need to do today hhhhh

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bushcloverprincess · 4 years

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Let me explain Sai and Ino's love life to everyone who is still saying "I don't know how they ended up together": 💜

People really be jumping to Boruto series without knowing what has happened in the Naruto series after the war arc. So here is Sai and Ino's relationship throughout the entire Naruto canon timeline.

NARUTO SHIPPUDEN MANGA

First and foremost, Sai and Ino met in the very early episodes of Naruto Shippuden. Ino immediately had a crush on him because he was handsome, also noting that he looked like Sasuke. That is basically Ino, the flirty girl as we know. Having a crush and falling in love are two very different things.

Sai was introduced as a character with no emotions and feelings whatsoever. The reason why he thought Ino is "ugly" in their first interaction was because he didn't know what a real beauty is. He had no emotions/feelings, how do u expect him to understand beauty? Ironically, despite this, he called the opposite of what he thought at her, "Mrs. Beautiful" - building the foundation of SaiIno (Also Ino being the only person who didnt get insulted by Sai's nicknames.)

So, here Sai thought Ino was ugly and Ino had a crush on Sai solely because he was handsome. Two flaws, alright. Most of the fans know their relationship up to here. But that's not even close to the end of Sai and Ino's relationship before their marriage.

Moving on. As Sai and Ino are both side characters, they had almost no interactions on-screen afterwards in the manga, until the Fourth Shinobi War Arc. In the war, both Ino and Sai had each other in their Infinite Tsukyomi dreams. Ino dreamed of Sasuke and Sai fighting over her and Sai dreamed of Ino, along with his other close friends acknowledging his smile. (Sai's dream was in anime-only).

This proves that both have had interactions off-screen to the point that they were already very close friends before the war began. Morever, their Inifinte Tsukuyomi dreams reveal that by the war arc, Ino likes Sai as much as Sasuke (as she did not choose Sasuke over Sai in her ideal life/dream), and Sai likes Ino complimenting him.

During the long timeskip after the war Ino and Sai eventually starts dating. This was revealed in a spin-off manga chapter written in Akamaru's point of view by Kishimoto, where he spotted Sai and Ino together on a date and described them as "A couple totally on fire".

Around a decade later, in the very last chapter of the Naruto Shippuden manga (Chapter 700), they were shown married with a son together.

That's the end of Naruto manga contents for Sai and Ino's relationship, as expected not much because Naruto manga is NOT a romance manga.

BLANK PERIOD

Now, for those who wanted to know more about Sai and Ino's romance and the ship's further build up during the timeskip between the end of war and Boruto (Blank Period), there was a Novel series called Hiden. (Note: All Blank Period Hiden Novels are approved canon, illustrated and proof-read by Masashi Kishimoto, the author of the Manga himself). The Blank period is a part of the official canon timeline.

As mentioned above Novels are the stories of all the important events that took place during this blank period, including the romance between the characters. Get ready to hear one of the cutest love stories of Naruto series.

1- SHIKAMARU HIDEN NOVEL

Ino lost her crush on Sasuke long back and is pretty much not into any relationship. This was until in Shikamaru Hiden events, Ino read a letter which describes Sai's tragic life. Since then Ino wanted to know even more about him than she already does. Ino was sent on a mission with her fellow ninjas to help Shikamaru and save Sai, who has been caught in a very strong enslaving genjutsu by some enemies. Her top priority after reading the letter was nothing but to save Sai.

As they confronted the genjutsu-controlled Sai, for some reason Ino believed that she is the only person who could save Sai. Ino risked her life and used her Mind Transfer Jutsu on Sai, in other words, Ino's soul entered Sai's body. Ino dived deep into his mind but all she could see was darkness. She didn't give up and tried to find his soul by diving even deeper into his mind despite the fact that it could be a threat to her own soul too. Ino finally found Sai's soul crying deep inside, covered with his memories and darkness. Ino learnt about him (in the novel it says "She knew all about him so much that it hurt her"). Ino called out for him and showed his soul the path out of the darkness. Ino cleared his mind hence saving him from the genjutsu, also giving colors to his colorless soul. Ino's soul then hugged Sai's soul with a heartfelt smile ~ A hug between two souls.

This is the point where both of them fell deeply in love. The point Sai achieved his dream, the point where he got his emotions and feelings completely back. This is the first time he felt this much kindness from someone and learned what a true beauty is. When Sai is successfully saved by her, the two wake from Ino's jutsu and Sai finds himself resting on Ino's laps. Sai instinctively reaches for Ino's hands and he expresses his gratefulness to her, as her eyes begin to tear up, by affectionately calling her "Thankyou, Miss Beautiful". This time, he truly meaning this unlike the first time he called her beautiful. "Idiot" - replied Ino. And this time, Ino fell in love with Sai, not because he resembles Sasuke unlike the first time they met. This interaction was the complete opposite of the first time they met. This is how their love story began ladies and gentlemen. *Tears because how beautiful this is*

2- SAKURA HIDEN NOVEL

Later, while Ino and Sakura was on their way to Sand village to participate in an international Medical Ninja Conference, Ino reveals her love for Sai to Sakura after what happened. She was thinking of confessing her love to him properly but was unsure which flower to give him: Flower Dogwood or Lavender. Ino, the botanist explains that in Flower language, Dogwood means "Accept my feelings" while Lavender means "I'm waiting". Sakura tells that Ino was more of Flower Dogwood type, as she wants a direct answer from Sai. Whilst for Sakura herself, Lavender will be the best because she is willing to wait for Sasuke.

When they returned back to Konoha after the conference, Ino finds out Kakashi has sent Sai alone on a dangerous mission. Ino gets worried and questions his safety, and is angry that Kakashi let him go alone. After Sai returned and Sakura got kidnapped, Ino ran to Sai's place to inform him about Sakura's disappearance. When she arrives, she becomes flustered to see Sai only in his underwear, as he was taking a shower right before she came.

Following the crisis, Sai and Ino together goes on a mission alone to save Sakura upon Hokage's orders. They are the only couple besides Sakura and Sasuke who did a mission together alone in canon. Sai and Ino flew on a Choju Giga Bird, and Sai comforted Ino as she was afraid flying and had a difficulty maintaining the balance, causing her to feel a sweet warm sensation well up within her heart. They both together infiltrated a hideout. The Saiino duo's teamwork was amazing and flawless.

After Sakura is saved, they had to fight the enemies. Ino, who has been usually positioned near the back lines during close ranged combat situations was now instead supporting Sai with her taijutsu and healing Sai's injuries with her medical ninjutsu. Sai and Ino confronted a very powerful enemy, Magire who was drugged with Tailed Beast chakra, but their flawless teamwork and bond strength lead to their victory. Sakura, and Sai himself compliments Ino on how well she works together as a duo with Sai, getting Ino blush even more. Later Sakura prompted Ino and Sai to have a date dinner together, where Ino possibly confessed him with flower Dogwood and that is when they started dating.

3- KONOHA HIDEN NOVEL

As usual, Sakura and Ino keeps on fighting and competing, and now Ino takes a lot of pride with her blossoming relationship with Sai, claiming she has better love life than Sakura and that she will get married before her, much to Sakura's infuriation. After some days, Sai and Ino attended Naruto and Hinata's wedding ceremony as a dating couple holding hands, with everyone around them admiring their relationship. (Bonus: SaiIno is the only couple that was featured in The last opening of Naruto, Opening 20 (Karano Koroko).)

4- SASUKE SHINDEN: BOOK OF SUNRISE NOVEL

Later, after Ino was hospitalized due to the injuries she had after stopping an invasion, Sai was with her at the hospital all the time. Shikamaru and Chōji decide to visit Ino at the hospital and find that Sai is watching over her whilst she sleeps as he sketches a flower that Ino's mother brought her. Shikamaru and Chōji asks Sai to come with them for some investigation, but Sai remains, claiming that he will leave as soon as he has completed his drawing, however, Shikamaru notices several of Sai's already near-completed sketches in the trash as he exits. Sai intentionally made many half-complete drawings and discarded them before completion because he doesn't want to leave Ino. Shikamaru and Chōji realize that Sai did not want to leave Ino's side and begin discussing how much he has changed from the emotionless man he used to be after he met Ino.

Ino and Sai then got married, and had a wonderful wedding ceremony where Shikamaru and Choji were both so happy for Ino that they cried and wished their sensei, Asuma was there to see Ino. Sai and Ino's wedding ceremony is the only ceremony to have been mentioned after Hinata and Naruto's wedding. Well, that's the end of their relationship's details in the Blank Period Novels. Sweet, right?

NEW ERA: BORUTO ANIME, MANGA AND NOVELS

Sai, now married to Ino is the only male known to have taken his spouse's surname upon marriage, being now a part of the great Yamanaka Clan, finally having a family of his own. This family confronted gossips and prejudice from the villagers, and Ino's relationship with Sai was not well received by the Yamanaka Clan, all due to Sai's dark past in the currently disbanded Anbu Root. Despite all this, they managed to be as happy as ever. It is when he married to Ino and got to hold Inojin in his arms, Sai finally felt free and got control over his own life after years of being a puppet to Danzo.

As Boruto series is the story of the new generation, it's main focus from the Yamanaka Family is obviously Ino and Sai's son, Inojin Yamanaka. (Trivia: It is believed that Inojin's name is a mixture of Yamanaka Clan's customary name prefix "Ino" and the suffix "jin" is reference to Sai's late brother Shin). Sai has already told his son Inojin how his mother, Ino saved him with her shintenshin and how they fell in love, and Sai uses the same method (a hug or an affection) to calm Ino down when she gets upset or angry now. Boruto notes that Sai's only weakness is when it comes to Aunt Ino. According to Ino, Sai has never forgotten their anniversary throughout more than a decade they have been together. Although Ino remains as boisterous as ever, Sai is the sole person that gets Ino to fluster despite how angry or upset she is since beginning and even now.

According to Kakashi, Sai and Ino is the most beautiful couple he could imagine, and they both are so close that it seems they are glued to each other, noting that they are like a peculiar picture. Sai and Ino also often gets teased by their friends because how close and affectionate they are even in the public. Ino takes pride in Sai's ninja abilities and Sai takes pride and is proud of Ino's abilities. Ino is thankful that she moved on from Sasuke (Her childhood crush), because according to Boruto Manga, Ino now she feels bad for Sakura, whose husband, Sasuke visits her only very rarely, noting that she has been living such a perfect love-life that she cannot even imagine having a husband who is hardly at home. She is thankful for Sai, so is Sai for Ino. In one of the Boruto Novel it is stated about Ino:

"Because her husband was the one she knew was the best in the world" ~ 💜

SO,

I do not think this much of content, especially for a side-couple is less at all. It's more than enough, It's explained perfectly well. Only people who aren't having an idea on Naruto complete series will question or doubt SaiIno's relationship. So "Random couple", "Ino likes Sasuke because he looks like Sasuke", "Sai is a Sasuke rebound", "Ino lost to Sakura in love-life becuase she couldn't marry Sasuke" arguments are all total crap ~ 💕

AND FOR THOSE WHO SAYS SAI AND INO DOESN'T HAVE CHEMISTRY...

Sai was an emotionless and socially awkward boy who worked for the Root Section, meanwhile Ino was an emotional and lively sociable girl who works at a flower Shop, what else do you see other than the raging chemistry between this root and flower? The flower that baths in sunlight and the roots that grow in the dark! It has everything. They perfectly fits into the Yin (Sai) and Yang (Ino) philosophy Kishimoto seems to have considered when making the couples and friendships. As mentioned above Sai is the only man who can make Ino blush since beginning and even now! Ino had no problem with glomping on Sasuke and hugging him, but Sai calling her "Beautiful" makes her blush - See the difference? They both are perfect for each other. Ino gave colours to Sai's black & white life. Ino was a rainbow when Sai was colour blind. Not to mention they both wear crop-tops with exposed midriff. In addition Sai and Ino is the most affectionate couple who has shown most PDA (Public Display of Affection) content and closest moments together so far. I'd argue they have the most chemistry and couple symbolisms.

There, its done.

I hope its clear how they ended up together now 💕 So again, saying SaiIno is forced or random / Calling Sai a Sasuke Rebound / Saying Ino settled for Sai because she didn't get Sasuke as a plan B / Ino lost to Sakura in love life / Sai and Ino don't have chemistry- is making yourself a huge 🤡, actually an entire 🎪

Thankyou 💜

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thirsthourdemon · 4 years

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The beast in the garden

Includes: Aone Takanobu

Genre: Nobility!Au, angst, smut

Warning: Nsfw

Note: Okay so I’ve had this idea for a while now and I just couldnt find what I wanted to do with it but now it’s hear so please enjoy 😔

Once there was a young miss inside an isolated mansion in the woods owned by her her parents, the lord and lady of the land. She was a beautiful girl with a cold gaze but such a warm heart. Y/N was given almost everything she could ask for! Shoes, books, beautiful jewelry and wonderful entertainment...all that could be hers but the one thing she had craved for the most was so out of her grasps. Freedom.

She was given everything except the freedom do go outside. She was secluded and kept like a beautiful porcelain doll, too pretty to even play with. The lonesome lady wasnt even allowed to walk their entire garden because the north part of their garden had a “beast” as the servants would tell her. Fearing the beast she stayed with her gaurdians at all times and barely left the mansion at all.

“What flowers are these?” Y/N asks her tutor showing the beautiful image of flowers in her book. “Chrysanthemums, my young miss” he replied sparing her a glance and going back to look at the book he was reading himself. “They mean devoted love and loyalty it says” Y/N’s voice so sweet and filled with admiration of the flora. “I hope one day someone will give me these flowers instead of roses...”

“Beautiful, arent they? You have them in your garden as I remember”

The male informs, flipping another page in his book

“Huh...maybe I should go pick some later tonight” was all she had said before she stood up and excused herself from their reading session.

That late afternoon the young miss asks her gaurdian to bring her to the garden to pick chrysanthemums only to be told that they only grew at the north of their grounds. The home of the beast she remembered coming to the conclusion that it would be best not to try and go at all. The whole afternoon it bothered her to no end.

Learning more and more about the flower and finding how it could be made into tea and how sweet it would taste. The chrysanthemums deeply explained what type of love she wanted. The young miss had countless suitors but all of them brought her the same red stainedroses over and over again until the roses didnt feel so red anymore.

She wanted those flowers no matter what but the servants themselves were too scared to get some and not being one to force others she decided she must take matters into her own hands.

As the moon came into view that night she had retired early to her bed chambers and told the servants to not let anyone in no matter what for she was not feeling well. Waiting for the moon to reach it’s peak the young miss had already climbed out of her window and tip toed her way to the border to the garden up north.

At the highest peak she hurridly went in looking for the beautiful flowers only to realize that this garden was the most beautiful one of all. It felt as if the fae themselves lived here. The moonlight fully illuminating the garden before her. Well kept grass and full bloomed flowers sparkling by the reflection of the light on the dew drops.

Before her eyes was the most beautiful garden and the most dangerous one as well thinking to herself. With every step she took however she did not realize how late it had been. Forgetting her reason for going all together and walked around the garden as well. There was no sign of the beast at all...not until she felt movement from the otherside of the rose bush. Quickly backing away...”Oh lord I forgot the chrysanthemum!” The young woman exclaimed hurridly looking for them and as she was about to pick some that she found there was suddenly a feeling of a presence behind her.

Fearing her safety she ran back as fast as she could and even forgeting the cloth she wore around her shoulders. Running fast and not even sparing a glance behind her. Almost sobbing and fully terrified she couldn’t even climb up to her window again.

Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.

Bubump bubump bubump she heard her heart beat almost out her chest. Foot steps along the grass.

Was this her demise?

Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.

Why was she always so weak that she could not even fend for herself?

Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.

Why did she have to spend her life locked up in such a dull household?!

Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.

Why could she never stand up for herself?

Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.

Why did she have to experience death without experiencing what it meant to be alive?

The foot steps have stopped in front of her. Feeling the heavy beathing and warmth of the huff from the monster. This was it...looking up she was greeted by a tall man with albino like features being graced upon the cold light of the moon. Somehow it had taken her breath away but then again it would be her last breath.

He didnt say anything though he just presented her something. Her shawl. “T-tha..nk yo..uu? B-...Beas...t, sir” stuttering and shaking of fright while grabbing her shawl back. “Young miss-“ “I-I...I...Ughhh...I apologize! I didnt mean to steal from your garden, sir! I just wanted to get some chrysanthemum! I swear I wasnt going to destroy anything!” Y/N interrupted trying to save her skin not knowing the intention of the man.

“Beast? Takanobu Aone. Im not a beast, young miss” deep and warm was all there was to say about his voice. Hearing his voice felt like the feeling you get when one drinks warm tea in a fairly cold morning. Comforting and soothing. His features were strangely soft for a monster. His eyes seem to be squinted but his eyes were plastered with concern and confusion.

“I- but the servants said there was a beast at the northern grounds!” Her soft voice no longer trembling at the sight of him. Shrugging the man had gestured for her to wait as he emerged back into the garden. Confused the young miss was troubled about everything that she had just discovered.

There was no beast all along. The house was meant to keep her in and not keep the beast out.

The albino like man stepped into view once more however he did not returned empty handed. He returned with a small bouqet of familiar light coloured flora. Chrysanthemums.

“Th-thank you! I-I...I really...ehhh...ummm... appreciate them” a warm feeling arose to her chest when she got the small gift. Aone nodded and started walking back to his home. “Umm...Sir Aone- Let’s meet again! B-back at the...the...y-...your...your garden when the moon is at it’s highest peak again!” Y/N nervously suggested to him and all he did was walk back to pat her head as a confirmation before jogging back.

There wasnt a beast.

Soon enough the young miss would barely wake up by 8 am, her usual waking hours, and it had troubled her gaurdians asking her questions like why was she up so late or why she had trouble waking up but before they could interrogate her even further she would only excuse herself.

Night by night Y/N went back to meet the mysterious nobu figuring him out little by little like she was building a puzzle with a thousand pieces.

He was quiet but his small actions made up for it. Things like talking all night and conversing about ridiculous ideas were always one sided however staring into the nigth sky with her head on his lap or making small flower arrangements for the young miss...those were when he was the most charming in her eyes.

Eventually the two had become great friends and both felt a strong connection to one another more than anything. Aone Takanobu was a beautiful being. His gaze was cold but it also had tears glossing over them whenever he looked at her. His touch maybe rough and yet it would soft enough having her hand in his.

He didnt pay any attention to her status or the amount of wealth she possessed because for him at the end of the day he only saw her for who she was.

Likewise she had already built the puzzle of who nobu was and it turns out it was just as wonderful. Growing to like each other much more spending more time in the gardens just to escape a little while-

“YOUNG MISS! Get away from that monster!” Her tutor’s voice exclaims when he saw the lovely child snuggling up next to aone by the bushes. “You! You are to not lay a finger on her anymore! She is too fragile and too weak! Have you no mercy! What are you even doing tainting her with your disgusting commoner-“

“Quiet. You dont have any right to insult her” nobu growled looking at man with a calm expression on his face. “She is neither fragile nor weak” he stands up and takes your hand to help you up. “N-nobu I-“ with that he just shakes his shakes his head slowly side to side and leaves the young woman with her tutor.

That night the young lady was scolded and ultimately gaurded with a handmaiden to watch over her and having her window locked.

He did not expect her to be there that night and he was correct. That night and the night after that and the following nights that would follow but all he could do was wait by chrysanthemums until she would eventually show up.

Many sunsets have passed and the incident was forgotten as everything had come back to normal. That night however the beast could no longer be patient and wait for the young miss to come back so he took measures into his own hands.

“When will I see you again...nobu...” Y/N talked to the withered flowers in the vase shet set by her desk. For all the time she spent indoors again she could never forget his face or his warming presence whenever she snuggled up to his chest. Suddenly russtling from the tree by her window had interrupted her thoughs.

If she hadnt felt his presence in that moment she was sure she would have been screaming at the top of her lungs but Y/N already knew who was trying to get into her room just from hearing the sound of the movement. Opening her window and there he was. Tall, albino features, covered in leaves and holding a small collection of different coloured chrysanthemums.

“You know chrysanthemums actually mean loyalty and devoted love” the no longer lonesome lady giggled picking up some of the leaves by his clothes.

“I like you, nobu and I know it’s crazy because we only met a month ago and I dont know what to do or what to say but Im sure that I like you”

Waiting for a reply. Silence and anticipations.

Tension and a full display of worriedness crossed over her face. Only for all of that worry to disappear the moment their lips connected. It was a kiss filled with nothing but love and longing for each other.

Taking a break and having their foreheads leaning towards each other. The beast of a man took her in his arms and carried her off the ground. Staring into one another’s eyes. Speaking a million words in silence. Those “I love you”s that only eyes could say and those “I want you”s that can only be tasted within their liplocking. Slowly their want and passion had slowly translated into the way their skin had dragged against each other.

Sitting the tall man down on her bed as she carefully and ever so teasingly stripped her night gown down revealing her beautiful body. Her body covered in imperfections had made her the most perfect human being in his eyes. He couldnt keep his hands to himself as he stood up and touched her sides while kissing her forehead.

That mere moment of innocence was soon erased by a passionate kiss and as the moon had tried to reach its highest peak the two lovers only evolved into more skinship.

Kissing and nimbling on the soft skin of her neck while gently massaging circles into her inner thigh. With her underneath him he could only imagine what he could do. Her pretty tears reminding him of the dew drops at the garden and her small noises resembling those of the night’s music.

His wet and hot tongue had travelled to her untouched pot of dripping honey. Licking in one agonizingly long stripe upwards. “Agh...gods” she huffed trying not to lose herself completely to the pleasure. Once he had started licking her entrance the only sound she could have ever made was whimpers that she so badly tried to cover. With her legs trembling and her eyes half open she had felt him stopping to grab a bottle of oil by her mirrored desk. While the liquid had poured of to his hands he started to pump his incredibly large member. Soon lining his member to her entrance.

“N-nob...uu...it m...aghhh...might not...FIT!” Y/N gripped on his shoulder once he had entered. Carefully he tried to soothen her so she wouldnt be so nervous. “Mhhm” kissing her forehead and allowing her to adjust his large size.

At once the young miss gave the beast her signal he thrusted into her creating a certain rythm so that both of them could slowly ease into it. That was soon thrown out the window once they both paced faster makiing the sweet girl cry out in pleasure.

Wet kisses and hair sticking to the forehead. The sound of skin slapping against each other through the night and small whimpers of “N-no...bu...” had only prolonged

“Oh nobu!” the young miss whimpers at the force of the man pushing into her wet sex. Panting and whimpering at every movement. The pleasure sinking into her and she grips onto his shoulders. With every time his member had hit that sweet soongy spot inside of her it had built her up so much that once the wave of pleasure had washed over both of them at the same time they had both decided to lay in bed for a while.

The albino like beast stared into her eyes noticing that small request of freedom. “You know chrysanthemums actually mean loyalty and devoted love” He remembered your words and at once stood up. He took the chrysanthemums from the ground and swore to her “I will love you devotedly and loyaly”

“Then follow me wherever I may go”

That night as eventful as it was for the two...had only left the household in panic.

Once the sun has risen and the servant that had to wake up their miss up entered the room only to see the room completely tidy as if no one had used the night before. There was no young miss and there was no beast. Only an empty bed with a bouqet of chrysanthemums.

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buginabog · 5 years

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A Tree Can Be A Thousand Memories

Summary: Logan misses his husband, Roman. Immortal sorcerer Logan, and medieval prince roman AU

Pairing: logince

Warning: implied character death, angst

Logan sighed, clutching the bouquet a little closer to his aching chest. He looked up at the tree casting its black outline against the sunset sky.

"Hey stranger!" The young prince shouted, waving at the young, bespectacled boy standing on the road from his perch in the tree, "what's your name?"

The other thought for a second, "um, logan."

The prince smiled, "that's a good name. I'm Roman!" He jumped down from the tree, Logan gasped and reached toward him, but Roman bounced back up, smiling, "theres a dragon witch after me y'know," he says as he walked toward Logan, "that's why papa tells me to be careful with strangers." He looked at the other suspiciously, "you're not with her are you?"

"Uh, no, no"

Roman smiled again, a thousand suns beaming. "Good! That means we can be friends!"

Logan shook his head slightly and started the walk. Up the winding trail, looking for the markings he had placed over the centuries. First there was two discarded playthings. A wooden dragon and a metal sword, preserved through Logans magic.

"What's that?" Roman asked, pointing at the dragon Logan carried.

Logan smiled brightly, "a dragon witch! I thought since you had a sword I could be the witch and fight you!"

The ten year old prince looked, and smiled, jumping to his feet and pointing the sword at Logan, "then en garde you vile beast!"

Logan smiled, "fight me if you dare! You mal-odorous scent-urion!"

Roman frowned, "what does that mean?"

Logan blushed, "uhm, nothing."

Logan placed a white rose on the spot, and continued his walk up the winding path, scanning for the next landmark. A wand. His very first.

Roman smiled as he climbed the tree, higher and higher. Logan's brow was knit together in worry, "Roman be careful!"

Roman merely laughed, "its fine Logan! See, I'm-" the branch cracked, and Roman fell.

"ROMAN!" Logan screamed, and extended his arms, though he knew he would never make it, tears streamed down his face as his best friend neared the ground. Except, he wasn't. He had stopped falling almost as soon as it started, and Roman was slowly descending to the ground. Logan ran to Roman and hugged him. "Dont you EVER do that again you stupid prince."

Roman was smiling though, and he spun Logan in a circle, "Logan Logan Logan Logaaaaaan!" He squealed excitedly, "you did magic!"

Logan looked at his hands, to Roman, to his hands, then he smiled, "yeah. I did!"

Logan placed down another rose, then walked to the next one, a blanket and picnic basket.

"Where on Earth are you taking me?" Logan said through laughs, his hand over his eyes.

"Just wait, you're gonna love it." Roman said confidently, his smile showing through his voice. They walked in silence for a time before Roman sang, "we're heeeeeeeeere."

Logan took his hand off his eyes, and gasped, "oh, Roman, wow."

A picnic was laid out, all of Logan and Roman's favorite foods, the blanket was red and blue, a mix of their favorite colors.

Logan laughed, "what's the big occasion?" He asked Roman, who was looking, strange, if Logan didnt know better he'd think the prince looked nervous. He softened, "hey, are you alright my prince?"

Roman smiled, "yeah," he laughed a little, "and dont call me that!"

Logan rolled his eyes, "sure thing princey."

Roman groaned, "that's SO much worse."

They sat and ate, passing in casual conversation, until roman had fiddled with the end of his sash enough to catch Logans attention, "seriously. Are you alright?"

Roman sighed, "I'm gonna do something, you can push me away. But just...dont curse me, or stop being my friend, and what all."

Logan frowned, "Roman, wha-" he was cut off by Roman's lips catching his. Logans eyes fluttered closed just before Roman pulled away. "Roman."

Roman was biting his lip, "Logan? Was that... good"

Logan rolled his eyes and pulled Roman to him by his sash, "of course it was you daft prince." He smiled, and kissed the flustered prince for the second time of many to come.

Logan placed another rose on the blanket, and kept walking, steeling himself for the next memory. A silver circlet and gold crown lying in the grass.

Roman looked at the stars that Logan loved so much, "They're beautiful beloved," he turned to the wondering sorcerer, "like you."

Logan smiled, "you flatter me, my king."

Roman kissed his partner, "I believe that's the point."

Logan turned to Roman, "was there a point to this outing?"

Roman pouted, "can a king not ask his b- partner, on a late night outing?"

Logan shook his head, "not if he hasnt left his chambers in 4 weeks."

Roman shrugged, "you got me there," he smiled charmingly, "well, to put it simply, a single king is a travesty," he put a finger to Logans lips, "I know you're about to argue my dear, and let me clarify single, 'unmarried', does that work?"

Logan rolled his eyes, "yes, and what does that have to..." he trailed off as his mind stared wheeling

Roman smiled, "I'm gonna move on before you say my thing before I do." He smiled and got down on a knee, "so, Logan, would you do me the honor of being my prince?"

Logan stuttered, "I. I. I. I." He took a breath to regain his composure, then he smiled, "of course I would my king."

Roman stood, smiling, "I'm glad, my prince."

Logan smiled sadly and placed a rose there as well, going to the next bittersweet momento. A swing on the gnarled crab apple tree.

Roman sat, swinging slightly. He was smiling into the sunset. It pained Logan to see him now. Why? Because while Logans face remained soft and smooth, Roman's was wrinkled with smile lines and age wrinkles. While Logans body remained strong and healthy, Roman's was frail and failing. While Logans brain remained as strong as it had ever been, Roman's was becoming addled. Some days he did not remember his mother and fathers faces on the portrait outside their chambers, or the kindly visage of his worried sister, the smile of his advisor, or even who he was.

He never forgot Logan though.

Logan sat on the swing next to him, "lovely sunset my king,"

Roman smiled, "dearest, how often have I told you not to call me that?"

Logan smiled weakly, "more often than the number of stars in the sky."

Roman noticed, "love, what ails you?"

Logan buried his face in Roman's shoulder, "nothing."

Roman sighed, "darling, I know I am dying. I know you will miss me," he got off the swing and knelt in front of Logan, "and I will miss you too, in wherever I go."

Logan wiped his eyes, "I promise I'll never forget you."

Roman kissed him softly, "maybe, but you need to move on as I will."

Logan looked at the aged king, "I dont think I will be able to."

Roman sighed, "I will miss you, my prince, my love."

Logan cried, "I will miss you more, my king, my heart."

Logan placed a rose on the swing. He looked to the field, where Roman's mausoleum once stood. He had never visited. Preferring to mourn Roman's memories instead of his body.

Logan returned from his trip to the woods content, a basket in his arms. Full of berries and herbs. It wasn't until he saw the staff in dark clothes, quiet, without their usual casual chatter. He immediately feared the worst and ran to his and Roman's chambers. "Where is he!"

The anxious staff exchanged glances, "Your Highness we dont recommend..."

Logan drew himself up to his full height, "I am the high sorcerer of this kingdom and have protected you more times than you can count! But more importantly, that is my husband in there and I demand to see him!"

The staff nodded quickly and opened the doors.

Logan rushed in and knelt by the bedside, looking fearfully at the physician, who shook his head sadly.

Logan looked at Roman, heartbroken, "get out." He said, his voice trembling. The physician nodded and ushered everyone out. He screamed. He screamed and cried and broke things and threw things and destroyed the room he was in. He walked out to the balcony and screamed up to the sky.

"CURSE YOU GODS! FROM NOW ON I RENOUNCE YOU! AND..." he broke off, looking at the lifeless form of the love of his life, "AND I RENOUNCE LOVE!"

He sat down, his back against the old, old tree. "Hello Roman," he began, "I miss you," he laughed a little, "then again, I always miss you," he looked at the stars, "theres a new thing, it's called Crofters jam. It's a fruit spread. I love it, and I think you would too... I still haven't been able to love, but I am making friends. Virgil and Patton. Kindly souls. They dont know about you. I haven't been able to bring myself to tell them." He clutched the grass under his hand, "I- I dont know what to say that I haven't already said. I miss you so so much. I haven't slept in centuries." Logans head fell backwards, tears dropped from his eyes, everything crashing down around his ears and he didnt feel a thing. He hadn't in centuries. He stood up slowly. "I miss you, my heart." And he walked off, slowly. And from every place his tears fell, a white rose bloomed.

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weissfai-blog1 · 5 years

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Love Bites.

AePete AU

"There are no accidental meetings between souls."

Pete is a vampire. AND NO – he is not some sparkling diamond vampire – though whoever look at Pete will say he is a sparkling Prince – but no – Pete is not a twilight vampire nor is he Bram Stroker’s Dracula vampire.

He is a half Noble vampire. His mother is a powerful dragon seeker while his father is a full blooded Noble.

The Nobles are an ancient and powerful race that possess great strength, speed and telepathy as well as various blood related abilities, such as the talent to grant similar powers to others via contracts "of blood and soul". They reside on an island nation, known as Lukedonia, that cannot be detected by human senses. They have guarded humans against predators and the forces of nature as long as they have existed, due to a genetic inability to ignore the slaughter of the weak, helpless humans. Thousands of years ago, they were worshipped as gods by various cultures around the world.

However, the Nobles are nearing extinction due to a scarcity of females to mate with. With their lifemates, male Nobles live emotion-filled colorful lives. Without them, the males fight the madness that causes them to choose between suicide or the thrill of killing humans by draining their blood, becoming soulless vampires in the process.

But he doesn’t apply to these category as he is not a full blood Noble.

Pete is a gentle and way too sweet and shy half Noble that his father deem him unworthy of the gift and vanished him, and because his mother loves Pete so much – they both abandon the life in Lukedonia and travel and after a hundred years of traveling to different countries, they settle to Thailand.

Pete’s mother was born in Thailand. She loves the country, the people, the beauty and the serenity of the land.

Pete and his mother change their surname to fit in with the Thai people and they settle on an old mansion. His mother told him to live like a normal boy and because Pete doesn’t crave blood like ordinary Noble, he is free to go out even on sunlight. As he is also a part Dragon Seeker, he doesn’t turn into ash or die if the sun hits his skin. He is what the others may call Day Walker.

Pete’s mother looks at her son. She worries about Pete as the first to being a half Noble and half Dragon Seeker boy to ever live. Most of the half-breeds die at their 50th years of age. But Pete is nearing his 300 years of age and though he is the same as the Nobles who lost their colour of sight, Pete never changes. He doesn’t crave blood (though she gave him blood via blood bag through blood bank), doesn’t go dark, every night she administer a soul and spirit check on his body but its clean… more like pure. Her son has a purest white soul.

Putch heard about the legendary Noblesse but never given it a thought. For all her life, she knew only of one Noblesse and that person is not half but a full blood Noble.

Putch told Pete to live his life freely. Whoever he chooses, whether it be human or of the same kind, she will support him.

Pete met Ae.

Pete was walking out of his campus when again the pain in his head hits him, the pain and disoriented blurry visions keeps on popping out in his head. He wasn’t aware what’s happening in his surrounding when he heard a shout and someone drag his body and both of him and the other stumble in the ground with a loud impact.

‘Are you driving to hell?! And you! What the hell are you doing not looking where you’re walking?! Are you planning to die?! If you are, choose a place where I’m not there!’

Pete doesn’t understand what’s happening but his heart then begun to hammer and his visions doubled… the ground… its grey… he looks at his surrounding and he was blinded by the burst of colours.

COLOURS!

He can see colours…

But the only time a Noble can see colour is when they find their lifemate through voice or connection.

‘Oi! Are you okay?!’

Pete stumbled once again on the ground and clutch his heart tight.

Its beating crazily and there’s a line.

A magic being woven.

A connection being form.

Pete found himself being raise by the person and for the first time he looks at him.

Pete gasped.

Black obsidian eyes looks at him.

‘Are you okay? You’re bleeding!’

He what?! Impossible!

He looks and yeah, he is bleeding. But why?

That’s their first meeting.

The man who gave him colour and light ~ Ae. A small boy but with sturdy muscular body and a harsh foul mouth.

Ae cannot help but feel lucky and at the same time with the thinking: “Did I ever save the whole country on my past life to have a friend like Pete?”

Each and everyone who knew Ae will know that he is a brute. He doesn’t have any sweet bone in his body, he doesn’t even have a STOP DON’T SAY IT brake on his mouth. He will say what he want to say especially to some idiots who lacks braincells.

Pond calls Ae: “Son of a Beast! He will kick his only best friend and whacks my head if I so much get on his business and be nosy! See this! See this?! That’s his fist! My skull already has a dent in the form of his fist!”

Ping: “The greatest man but has the foulest mouth on the planet. He doesn’t care nor doesn’t give a damn what other people will think. I have never been the receiving end of his fist and kick so I’m happy to say that he is still a friend I can count on.”

Bow: “Tactless beast! He just made someone cry when he flat our rejected her. But that’s what I like about Ae, he never take advantage of people and will always be there to help others.”

Can: “Ae is the bestest of the best man out there! He doesn’t give a damn and will help me even though he doesn’t know me! He is a great bastard buddy!”

Captain of the Football Team: “Ae is our MVP. He may be 174 cm shorty but he can kick those asses good bye! We love Ae in this team. He brings glory to us! Well except when he beat us Sports Science when he is an Engineering Major…”

LadyBoys: “I don’t know how the hell a muscular, sexy abs, yummy muscles belong to that shorty with foul mouth! This is an outrage! He even give me the middle finger when I told him if he wants to spend the night with me! Such barbaric action against me a lady!”

Pete chuckles to the different description of Ae.

For him, Ae is the opposite of what they say and he cant help wander why. Ae is sweet to him. Ae never finds him annoying and he is always pinching his cheeks or ruffling his hair. Ae told him that he likes his hair, soft and silky (well he is a half-Noble so his hair is entirely different from humans)

Ae never rush him when they are eating. Its hard for him to swallow cause he is not used to eating the food Ae gave him, he eats either fruits and drinks blood via blood bags from blood bank. So its really really hard for him to swallow any meat and vegetables.

Ae cares about his safety that Ae will bike all the way to his apartment and drop him off (when all he did was walked, he is a Noble so walking for an hour or so is nothing to him, or he can just jump building to building or well, fly – he is not human after all)

The Engineering Department won the game with Ae’s two points versus Sports Science and instead of joining the seniors and juniors at the party, Ae went to Pete. Pete was alarmed when Ae was at his apartment. Pete looks at the full moon and this is the time that he is very weak and the blood bags are not stored in his freezer where he usually storms them.

He has been feeling weak for the couple of days and the blurry visions and headache keeps on attacking him.

Ae was worried because Pete promise to watch the game only he didn’t show up. Pete never miss a game and he was not answering his line messages as well.

‘Pete, what’s wrong? You’re so pale.’ Ae was scared for Pete. Pete’s skin is milky white with a blush but the Pete before him is pale as ghost.

‘Ae… please go. I’m okay. Please please go.’

‘No! I will be here! Tell me what to do!’

‘Ae please! Go!’

Ae was angry now when Pete seems to be pushing him.

Pete was crying and Ae doesn’t know what to do. Ae tried to hug him but Pete pushed him - a little bit strong that made Ae stumbled and hurt.

‘OH! AE! Im sorry! But please please. I don’t want to hurt you! Please go!’

Pete was scared – he can feel hunger.

He had never felt his way before.

He can smell it… the delicious smell of blood. He clench his teeth and told Ae once again to go.

‘No! I will not go!’

‘Ae please… I don’t want you to hate me… please’

Ae is crying now as well, ‘Please tell me Pete what’s wrong with you?’

‘Ae… I… I- please just go.’

‘No!’

‘Ae!’

Then everything on Pete’s memory become a blur and then darkness.

He doesn’t remember anything.

What he remembers is the sweet taste of blood in his lips.

He woke up and was shock.

He was scared.

‘Ae?’

Everything – his surrounding is full of blood. Dried blood.

‘NO! NO! AE!’

‘What?’

‘Huh?’ Pete looks up and saw Ae running to him. Ae in his shorts and wet hair.

‘Pete are you okay?’

‘Ae?’

‘Yes.’

‘Ae!’

‘Yes! That’s me! I mean yes what?’

‘You-you’re okay… what-what? Blood?’

‘Ah. Well… First of all, Pete this is not my blood. This is the blood from the bag inside your freezer. And well, some of them are your blood.’

‘What happen Ae?’

‘You kinda turn dart vader last night. You push me – well more like – haul me – good thing it was a soft sofa and went to the freezer, you open the blood bag and drink it, but you throw it away saying ‘It taste like rot’ and then you look at me-‘

‘Ae! Oh my! Did I hurt-‘

‘I’m not hurt. I understand what’s happening even though I don’t believe it – but you well, your eyes turned blue and your fangs kinda shows and told me your are so thirsty. I offer you my blood-‘

‘NO!’

‘Well yes, but when you are nearing me, you bite your own arm. And told me to get out.’

‘Then why are you still here?’

‘I can never leave you Pete. You look like your dying. And you were speaking about soul contract or blood contract-‘

‘GOD NO!’

‘Well – I don’t want you to suffer… and I understand that you need blood. I gave it to you freely.’

Pete then put his trembling hands to Ae’s neck, removing the towel, and yes, there it is his bite.

‘Ae! Oh God! I’m so sorry!’

‘Pete don’t be. I agree with it.’

‘No! no! You don’t know what it means-‘

‘It means that you’re going to drink my blood from now on. That my blood is the only blood you’ll ever drink.’

‘Ae why? Why didn’t you leave. I’m a monster Ae. You should have left me…’

‘Pete. We have been fighting last night more than hours – me telling you to drink my blood while you insisting I get out. You even threatened to kiss me and enchant me with your other spell from your mother side and I still stayed.’

‘Why? Why Ae?’

Ae smiled and put his two hands on Pete’s cheek, ‘Because you are not a monster. You are a pure cute vampire. My vampire.’

THIS IS NOT THE END. There will be a proper chapter by chapter story fic. Thank you.

Author’s Note : I was looking for another name for Vampire when I remember about the webtoon that I’ve read years ago (its still on going) it’s a Korean manhwa title: NOBLESSE. I borrowed the title or the race and some places. I just don’t want to say just a vampire.

#love by chance #lbc #aepete #hcs #vampire #noble #weissfai writes

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foxjasminnie · 6 years

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Fated Blood Chapter 3

Pairing: Reader x Yanjun

Genre: Fantasy, Fluff,possibly some smut

Photo credit to yanjuns weibo

The music pounded loudly as y/n matched her moves to the rhythm,creating a sensual yet powerful choreography. Her old teacher Yixing always lectured her about balance, so she quickly became a expert. That was the reason she loved her job, teaching young vampires who wanted to become celebrities how to express themselves through movement like yixing did. To one day have a student think of her as the way she was inspired by him. Little did she know however that her every move was being watched intensely. She had a feeling someone was there but as she glanced around all she saw was herself i the mirror.

He couldn't help but not interupt, he was enjoying the view too much. Watching her body wave down to the floor, his thoughts couldn't help but take a naughtier turn. He wanted nothing more than to slowly remove her clothes and bit into her pale neck.

'Dancing with your silhouette, in the places that we met. Ooh trying to find you in the moon'

Echoed through the room as he emerged from the shadows with an all too cheeky grin.

"You don't have to find me in the moon, I'll always be right infront of you babe." Yanjun winked

"Well well well look what the cat dragged in, if i didn't know any better i would say you have become my stalker Mr Lin."

She laughed checking out the young male. He was dressed in a long white sleevless top with exposing his perfectly shaped muscles and tight black jeans. The look certainly complimented his dark red eyes. Although caught off guard by his sudden prescence y/n couldn't help but admire his him. She couldn't denie he was a beauty but the words of Xukun echoed into her head, disrupting those thoughts from going any further. He's a casanova.

"I'd like to think it's our fated blood bringing us together, instead of me."

"What are you doing here anyway? This isn't a playground, i have a student comming any minute."

"He's already here gorgeous" he beamed his dimples towards her.

"Of course he is."

Y/n rolled her eyes at the situation but then decided she could have some fun herself with this situation. If she was going to play with him she knew exactly what choreography to teach. First however she decided to torture him with an intense 15 minute warm up and work out, which left the young vampire trying to catch his breath.

"Too much work for you cutie?" She teased

"Never, but i know i can tire you out in a different way."

Yanjun winked and quickly chugged a small vile of blood he pulled out from his pocket. Within the next minute he was fully recharged and worse than ever.

"See babe, I can go at it lots of times" he winked again causing y/n to roll her eyes.

She switched the music to start playing Trouble makers 'There is no tomorrow'. Yanjun caught onto the choreo at a fast pace and before she knew it was adding his own flare to the dance. She didnt expect him to be this good. The firey gaze on his face as his body matched the beat to her own, which took her as a surprise. She had always been comfortable with Xukuns body complimenting hers and yet just as comfortable around Yanjun.

As his hand slid down her thigh in the dance break, her heart started to beat fast and a small blush creeped up onto her cheeks. She had never been this flustered with Xukun, what was wrong with her today? As the dance ended he dipped y/n back and pulled her body close to his, resulting in a light gasp from y/n. His eyes were staring intently down at hers as he moved his pale pink lips closer to hers. Just before they could meet y/n had snapped out of her frozen state.

"Well you've had enough fun for one day mister." She laughed.

" Damn and i thought the beauty was finally falling for the beast. I have to say, you definitely have to be a 9 out of 10 because I'm the 1 your missing." He winked

"You would be so lucky for that line to ever work." Y/n smirked.

Y/n had no idea what had come over her. She was meant to be using this time to tease and play around with him and yet she was the one blushing. Damn the blood still pumping inside my veins, she thought. Yanjun was just standing silently studying every part of her with one of the cheekiest grins. He knew his plan was starting to work and it was full proof. Thanks to the information from a reluctant Ziyang. But Yanjun had dirt on him that even he had to give in and help. Whilst Y/n was turned around tidying up the studio Yanjun quickly made his way behind her,wrapping his arms around her chest.

"Don't you know the meaning of personal space?"

"You seemed to be enjoying mine earlier."

Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Your class is over, time for you to go."

"I'm waiting for my takeout" Yanjun exclaimed.

"What takeout? You don't even eat human food." Y/n stood there confused.

"Our future"

Yanjun smirked as he whispered his response in her ear. Sending shivers down her spine.

"Guess you'll be waiting a long time, that takeout is non existant."

"I can wait an eternity for you princess, i have all the time in the world."

Y/n faked vomited at the cheesiness, before struggling out of his grasp. Much to his dissatisfaction. Guess the battle is still to be won. He thought.

"How do you have so many lines? And how do they even work?"

"I'm irresistible that's why."

Yanjun let his dimples shine again well aware that they were one of his best weapons and y/n couldnt help but think they were adorable.

"Look, i prepared a romantic picnic for us,will you give me the honour of a date just this once? I promise you won't regret it."

Y/n's mind went back and forth between both the positivies and negatives of the situation. On the one hand she did have nothing to do until Xukuns rap practice finishes. On the other it meant being left alone with Yanjun and she wasn't sure if her beating heart could take anymore shocks.

"You seem to get a lot of my charitable deeds of the day. But fine let's go."

Yanjuns face lit as he took ahold of her hand and lead her to the picnic location with his super speed. He didnt see the need for his car as it was a short distance away. The area was breath taking y/n thought. The soft moonlight reflecting of the dark blue lake; with pink cherry blossoms dancing around the area. She was shocked to know a area like this was so close by and she had never discovered it. Not far from the lake was a chequered blanket laid out with a brown picnic basket. She knew he was a flirt but she didn't expect so much romance either. Next to the basket happend to be her favourite bottle of red wine. She was shocked that her just happend to get her favourite type. Not many people knew her tastes and she decided that either it was suspicious or a strange coincidence. He gestured for her to sit down a she unpacked the basket that contained a bottle of blood for him and sandwhiches for her.

"I'm impressed." She smiled.

He smirked as he took ahold of her hand and pulled her close to him again. He then moved his hand up her arm.

"Did you know that the distance from your arm to your shoulder and the distance from this shoulder to your arm,is the same length."

Yanjun smirked as his arm was now wrapped around her holding y/n close to his chest.

"I changed my mind, I'm leaving. I can't take the greasiness."

She laughed trying to move away but his grip got tighter than before. She cursed not having full strength due to her mixed blood. Little did she know that Yanjun could hear just how fast her heart was beating. It had been so long since he had heard a heart beat that he enjoyed listening to her rhythum. It just made her all that more special to him.

Yanjun went to get the wine glasses out of the hamper but was unaware that they had broken earlier in transit. As he lifted it out he noticed his palm had been cut and that red liquid began to drip from it. He looked embaressed by this event as y/n stared at his hand. Not a smooth move he thought.

"You should clean that up."

"How about you do it for me princess." He winked

"I don't like drinking blood." Y/n shifted her gaze away.

"I don't like the taste of my own blood."

He laughed as he started to remove the last remaining shards from his palm without flinching. Y/n stared as the ruby liquid was now sliding from his palm and down his arm. She was never one of the metallic taste but he looked so pitiful sitting there. The last time y/n ever drank blood it was Ziyangs and she remembered all too well where that ended up. Against her better judgement however; she brought his palm to her lips and gently ran her tongue across the wound sealing it and then cleaning the stream that had travelled down his arm. It was strange his blood was so sweet tasting that she had to restrain herself from biting into him. She smirked as she let go of his hand.

"If you like it that much, you can bite me here and leave a hickey." He winked

"You owe me for this...and the whole bottle of wine." She laughed as she gazed into his eyes.

"Your such a tease and i love it." He smiled "I'll do whatever you ask of me angel."

They spent the rest of the time drinking from the bottles and getting to know eachother better. Y/n was careful not to reveal too much about herelf. Only how she was used to life in the human realm and as much as Justin was annoying,he was her world. She was a fool when it came to her brother. On the contrary Yanjun explained that he wasn't sire what he wanted in life and that he was trying to find some fulfilment. He had a high status in society but he grew up often left alone or with the servants. His parents too busy to deal with him. Y/n couldn't help but feel sorry for Yanjun. He had everything except happiness and was lonely. Maybe he was just misunderstood she thought.

As they continued their conversations various cherry blossoms had fallen around them. Yanjun couldnt take his eyes off y/n. She was the most beautiful girl he had seen in a long time.The way her long bangs shaped her small face and the soft pink tone on her skin. He had been with other half vampires before but something captivated him about her and he just didn't know why.

As a petal landed in her hair,Yanjun instantly went to retrieve it;shortening the distance between them. She blushed as one of his hands stayed on her cheek and the other now holding the flower.

"It's such a beautiful flower."

She smiled admiring it. However Yanjun's gaze didn't leave hers as he flashed his dimply smile.

"Not as beautiful as the one infront of me."

He felt the warmth in her cheek increase and giggled. He thought she had finally fallen enough for him to close the gaps between their lips quickly. Y/n put uo her arms to push him away but as his slightly cold lips touched hers it was as if she was drugged. He gently tugged at her bottom lip begging for permission before letting his tongue meet hers. He pulled her body closer to his so she was lying ontop of him as his hand travelled down to her waist. His pale pink lips soon after leaving hers;as he trailed them down her jaw and neck. She moaned slightly at the sensation. It had been so long since she had physical contact with anyone that she forgot just how good it felt. Her hand rested upon his chest until she could feel the point of his fangs on her neck. Which is when her common sense kicked back in and she pushed away from the young vampire. He looked confused as she got up from him and laughed it off.

"And there was me thinking we were finally going to get to the fun bit." He whispered in her ear.

"In your wildest dreams Yanjun." She rolled her eyes.

"Oh but I've already met you there." He smirked "Told you i'm irresistable."

"More like it has been a while and I'm sure it would of been the same with anyone."

Y/n stuck out her tongue as Yanjun held his hands over where his heart should be; pretending he was wounded by her words. Before he could retaliate a soft pinging noise could be heard;resulting in y/ns attention leaving Yanjun. This in turn caused him to pout. He hated not having her attention on him. He tried to see the message to see who had broken his spell but all he could see was the senders name. KUN KUN♡. That boy always gets in my way. Yanjun thought. He watched as her face lit up and couldn't work out why it would never do that for him.

Y/n was greatful for the distraction so she had time to calm down and compose herself again. She didn't want things to to further than what they already had. She knew where it would lead. So seeing Kuns name on her phone brought her heart much needed relif and joy.

A/N sorry it took so long writers block has been a big pain considering i never really thought i would take this story further. Let me know if you guys are still enjoying this ^^

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Episode 12 | “Beauty got problems and Brawn got problems”- Autumn

wow. just wow. i sure did just do that and im so proud. i proved to myself im a deserving winner tonight. i will fight to the death to get my allies to the end because lets be real i sure am not making it KJSDFLASFLA.

i was going to start this confessional out in a celebratory tone but YOU KNOW WHAT I STILL AM BECAUSE WE JUST DID THAT. I typically like to be my own biggest hater and drag myself in my confessionals a lot just as a way to clock myself and try to see the other perspective, but BITCH I KNOW I SNAPPED THIS ROUND AND IF YOU DONT THINK I DID LEMME HIT YOU WITH SOME FACTS; FACT: I CORRECTLY USED MY ADVANTAGE AND WON IMMUNITY DURING WHAT WAS A PERTINENT ROUND https://media.tenor.com/images/6c2f88af1bd5a24853849df11a566947/tenor.gif FACT: UPON FINDING OUT I HAD IMMUNITY I KNOW DEVON WAS COMING TO ME TRYING TO KEEP ME UNDER HIS WING, OH YEAH ADAM, JUST VOTE IN THE MINORITY, AND GO ALONG WITH BEING AT THE BOTTOM, AND IT WAS M E DECIDING I DIDNT WANT TO DO THAT AND SPILLING THE TEA THAT LED TO GETTING AN OUTCOME I WANTED https://media.tenor.com/images/6c2f88af1bd5a24853849df11a566947/tenor.gif FACT: it was ME who also went to autumn/ali and started planting seeds of doubt in their minds about jake and it's turning out it's helped me solidify my position with them better https://media.tenor.com/images/6c2f88af1bd5a24853849df11a566947/tenor.gif FACT: It's also still me who's aligned with 2 or 3, if you include jake, of the biggest targets left in the game and i already have augusto and amir sliding in my pms trying to play pity me boo hoo hoo like gorl plea im not buying it but yall wanna keep singing kumbaya? well ill sing the encore and be twice as fake as yall (i DO love them both as people just as a disclaimer but from a game perspective? they're beasts!) https://media.tenor.com/images/6c2f88af1bd5a24853849df11a566947/tenor.gif ok, boasting over, time to hop off cloud nine and get back to reality because FACT: we all just made a big move, so the target on all of us, including myself, just went up, FACT: i could easily be delusional and maybe i had NOTHING to do with this blindside SJDFA but lemme bask in my fake glory anyway itll be funny to read after at least... FACT: The war has truly only just begun, that was a great victory but if me/ali/autumn are really in it like we're saying, we may still have another idol on our side, but we're gonna need more than that, it's kinda funny we're one brain, one brawn, one beauty and i think that speaks volumes i truly love these gals and think this is a good game route for me. some people might think it's foolish of me to align with the big threats and go deep with them, but who's to say im not worthy of being in their company? if it wasnt for my social connection with devon he wouldve never told me the plan, and then autumn is the smart one so she kept us composed and together, and then ali was the brawn he had the idol and got the job done. So im gonna just try and stick with this for now, hopefully they feel the same and dont try to oust me right away because then ill look like a whole fool and a half OOP, and ill plaster my fake smiles on for everyone else and kiki it up we can haha hehe all day long but i wont hesitate to vote them out because trust and believe.

Last Day 30 was my last day playing TS: Guyana, so this is a nice feeling to still be here. But now the fun kicks in. Jakey helped orchestrate the Devon blindside with the Ali idol, so I guess we're even. And now, assuming Jakey is still actually with me, which I think he is, I think we can run this game for the longrun. He has access to Ali, Autumn, and Adam and I have access to the three Beauties. I truly see this being beneficial for the both of us in terms of keeping one another safe and allowing us to get to the final six unharmed. Final six is important for me. I'm not sure if I've admitted this in an earlier confessional or not, but I have the Legacy Advantage (thank you Jordan Pines!) that I can use at six. So I just need to survive two more tribals. If I can do that, I have a seat in the final five, probably two more rounds to survive before getting to FTC, and then I have a shot. I really need to start building a resume if I want to win this game, but I think I have a chance. I really need to get Ali and Autumn out in these next three rounds. If I can do that, I see myself being able to make the end with the likes of Jakey, Kendall, Augusto, and maybe Adam (Amir will become a threat at five or six I think) and then I have at least a shot at the win, but I really need to keep my head down, keep the social game going, and make a move or two here.

so. i think i have some explaining to do JKLASDFA huh? i was on calls for the like three hours before tribal so i didn't really confess at all.. in fact i think in my last confessional i said that we were voting 4-3-3 which did not happen at all so i think i need to fill in some gaps huh? so... i have known since like 11pm EST yesterday that i was getting votes tonight. devon told, adam told me and then told autumn, but then autumn didn't want to tell me until later in the day which i honestly do think was fair so we weren't spiralling for hours. we were all sus of jake all day (and lowkey i still am?)... like i dont know when his energy because so shady, plus devon may have told adam that jake was in on the plan? plus he kept saying stuff like the vote has gone "back to kendall" and kept pushing me not to play the idol... something does not add up right with that. anyway so that demonic group of five voted for me, and lied SO much to make me leave with my idol? like why not just make me paranoid, leak the vote to adam or jake then vote autumn get me to waste an idol and then autumn leaves? now that would've been a good move hello?! but that group does not know how to blindside, idols have sabotaged their plans twice and amir/augusto should consider themselves lucky that they are still in the game. also kendall fought me at tribal because i was being cocky... but she literally tried to blindside me into leaving with an idol hello?! i appreciate that she thought she was going, but she is zero to too much way too quick. augusto can literally suck my ass our call was him and his bad excuse for jury management, like can he at least be like amir and pretend to want to work with me? anyway so moving forwards, i wanna vote out kendall or augusto this round. amir can stick around because he at least pretends to wanna work with me plus he is a threat too. idek i just want all the fake people in this tribe gone. i will not vote for adam, autumn or jake. i will vote for any of the others, im not fussed about the order in which i do so. im living on borrowed time in this game and im going to make it count

Sorry this is two parts I thought my friend was gonna die lol but she's fine. Remember kids, there's no dick worth dying over and a straight guy rejecting you is a blessing in disguise these days (considering the alternatives).

Now on with the show hahaha

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thots on final 8: augusto: would cut me to win, literal love of my life, super kind and empathetic and genuinely good person, i think his social game is fire and i think he has a way with people, and downplays how smart and cutthroat he really is constantly, but i love the kid so much ali: the brit has to die ali again: okay im kidding i like him a lot but tbh hes a smart fucking guy, i think hes super cool and and also a badass with that idol play, hes a force but he has to go soon autumn: lana stan, coolest girl around, queen of the social game, queen of likability, queen of controlling rounds and letting others take the hit, a damn threat, she could win this game tj: sweetheart, we need each other in the game rn, i need need need to secure his loyalty adam: hes kinda crazy but he has a good heart, kinda just following ali and autumn rn, not gonna win in the end kendall: i have a soft spot for this crackhead, she deserves the world, probably cant win at the end but im happy i met her, shes on my side and a vote i can use moving forward jakey: love him to death would die 4 him, would beat me in the end and at immunities also the fact that kendall augusto and i are all still here is so fucking funny, like bitch how kejwnfkewjnfkejnwfkjnewkfnewk cockroaches

So numbers on surface Jakey - adam - autumn - Ali Kendall - Amir - Augusto - tj Round 5: Adam - Ali - autumn Amir - kendall - Augusto In the middle: jakey - tj So I just have to work on them

when i tell you ive been hooting and hollering what the fuck is going on in the survivor on this day, who the hell would've thought id win my third individual immunity in one season, gorl that is probably the most 2020 thing to happen in this game. although two of them pretty much were dumb luck afdjks either that or maybe im doing a little better than i think i truly dont know, and the touchy subjects clocked me on THAT as; what was it they said, 'the person they forget is in the game' and also 'least aware of their place' okay well yes im AWARE ive BEEN lost and asking for help this whole game gorl! But that's great, that's how i want people to view me, because uh... i just won 3 of these things now and that alone is reason to target me, granted im doing my best to play it up like dont worry! im just a dumb dumb! and clearly theyre eating that up like crazy, because it's both just the truth but also strategy if i keep playing it up, so watch out meryl, adam's in town! also LOVE that i knew i was gonna get most likely to have the idol i dont know how many times i have to say it IM INNOCENT AND BEING FRAMED FOR A FOOL and ooh dont even get me started on all the other tea it spilled, i actually got the LEAST of the bad things, i guess i kinda exposed myself because i made most of my chops at amir, augusto, and tj oop, so they probably didnt like that but they really left me no choice strategically, screw with me, i screw back, simple as that. As far as the vote too ummm.....it's been quiet tonight on my end so hope that doesnt make me a fool because this time last vote was a disaster, at this point im still thinking i need to stick with ali and autumn because this vote is so pertinent, after this a solid 4 can take it, or get as far as we can because im always keeping my options open OOP, but for the most part i do want to stay true to my good judys for now, but i know someone between amir/augusto/kendall has an idol and if they were smart theyd use it this round, so i need to convince the others of this because im sure its gonna happen since they dont think ali has one anymore hopefully but who knows, if it were up to me we'd vote augusto or tj this vote. I think amir has the idol and i think he's going to play it for himself this round or i could see augusto playing it for him, so if i can make anyone belive that very realistic scenario, we can get one of the ones theyd least expect just to ensure us the numbers for next round, but what do i know, they just forget im in the game anyway! so hopefully tomorrow someone tries to give me the tea and we get a plan together or else i spilled all the tea last round for nothing which is worst case scenerio

yesterday was a lot. I went an apology tour to everyone involved in my blindside and honestly it was annoying. the fact that augusto basically got me to apologise to him on our call when he blindsided me was irritating, like he just let me sit there and take fault when the point of the call was for him to take accountability. talking to him is like talking to 2018 me, he has such social ability, but he just takes zero accountability and is just so infuriatingly wishy-washy. he is all of my worst attributes as a player rolled into one. i also... almost won immunity? which is crazy, but I just found yesterday and the way immunity played out so frustrating, but I've spoken about it enough in my host chat enough. just know i feel robbed, slighted and if I get rocked out this round when i should have immunity. i will throw a fuss again SAJDKFLAS. anyway so this vote is gonna be a mess. tj and autumn now have a blood feud, Kendall and jake came to a head this round. so that's four people whose name i hopefully am not their number #1 target, plus i don't think adam is targetting me? but this vote is going to be a mess, because it very very easily could be 4-4, where there is an idol on both sides of the trench. i have a gut feeling amir and his sock puppets are going to vote autumn. it makes sense, tj wants her gone and the beauties need him reeled in. so i think im going to have to idol autumn, but that is risky because if the 4 vote jake... im going to rocks, and if they vote me, im reliant on jake going to rocks. but i just wanna send all these people backing, especially augusto. amir i'm trying to shake him that me and him have to stick together, but i also could vote for him. i literally just want to make F7 and to vote someone who just voted me out. that is literally all i want. if i go home i will be literally devastated

So like… there’s the dream and there’s the harsh reality which is something this round really talk me. The dream is obviously me winning, making all these big moves, and doing THAT. However, my reality? Could very well be that people don’t see me as a winner at all and it makes me a little disappointed but I gotta prove them all wrong. The vote last round being Ali was honestly mostly my doing and I’m proud of that. My ideal boot order is Autumn/Ali then Jakey then Autumn/Ali and that is GOING to happen because I’m putting that into the universe. When it comes to Autumn and Ali, I would rather Ali go but I think the safest bet while still having a target leave would be Autumn. In a way too, I do know Amir wants Ali out moreso alongside Jakey but I wanna separate my game from Amir so yeah. Also Adam calling me a fake ass bitch even tho my drunk ass was telling him I liked him was a gag… but oh well.. Nothing grinds my gears more than people thinking I’m not being genuine with how I feel towards them but if that’s what he thinks, maybe that’s what he’ll get idk… i feel petty and mad for some reason over it… BUT ANYWAY, I just want to survive this vote. I hope Kendall doesn’t go but she also said she wants me to win over Amir so yay?

If I die, I just wanna say I regret nothing and I have full confidence that the right person will win this season. So not TJ, Augusto, or Amir lmaaaaooo. Amir entering the two time winner chat??? Over my dead fucking body. If there's one thing Imma do it's poison a jury

Ali or Autumn... who shall we vote? Stay tuned!

Is Jess really Canadian... stay tuned!

god. today is gonna be another nailbiter and i want to confess first. so the plan is to idol autumn and vote out kendall, which sucks because i do now like kendall. i just think its the safest way of avoiding them playing an idol i guess, i don't even know. i just am sick of fighting in this game every single round me and autumn have had to fight to make it past. the fact jake is throwing a fit in my pms becuase im not idoling him is infuriating because... i'd love to idol myself? like? anyway im over it. if i go home, i hope tj can finally stop his blind fixation on autumn and i, that augusto can actually be accountable for one entire thing, amir can stop his pity party and show awareness for his threat level and that kendall... well actually kendall is fine. i just feel like im a mum trying to get all my kids to fit in a minivan and to put their seatbelts on, like can they get it together.

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I don’t think anyone is ready for this round or at least what’ll come of it... I’m expecting an explosion or a mess given Jakey thinks he’s staying, TJ has been lied to, and hopefully Autumn or Adam leave next... its all a mess. If Jakey goes, I’m planning a 2-2-2 split between Autumn and Adam where we maybe get Autumn out but Adam leaving doesn’t hurt either.

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literally god demolished and brutalized worse than anyone in this game tonight in that touchy subjects yet I’m also the one comforting like half the tribe over their answers even tho I ADKWNWQJN WAS ATTACKT LIKE this cast literally thinks im a psychopath fjebwfjenkn but im not gonna play victim over my superlatives i just have to use this target on my back strategically

I want destruction AHHHHHHHHHHhhHhHhHhHhHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Okay so, they think me or Augusto have the idol, so they can vote kendall, to ensure our idol isn’t played and that me and Augusto and tj are forced into rocks, and im just like trying to get everyone to stop replying to ali cuz hes smart and he will psychoanalyze and figure out who to play the idol on and like he has to play it on autumn and not himself so pls pls pls kkjnkjenfs let this work

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Startd reading The Ancient Magus Bride! Here’s my opinions and stuff as of chapter 1- i probably don’t have a good impression of it yet so it would be funny to see how my opinion changes by the end of the first volume!

okay, so.. the premise is kinda worrying Literally all I knew about this is the title and the cover art- so apparantly this lady is married to this cool gentlemanly monster guy and that sounds awesome. BUT I DIDNT KNOW IT WAS THE 'SHIEKH SLAVERY’ ARCHETYPE WTF AAAAA The thing where for some reason some lady is forced into a marriage with some guy, often a really huge and hulking ‘jerk with a heart of gold’ stereotype who’ll hurt her repeatedly before she finds out he’s ~really good~ and then she doesn’t object to being forced into the marriage so its all ~totally okay~ And VERY OFTEN it follows this formula where the woman is a slave and he literally bought her, and its like ‘oh well i have nowhere else to go’ or ‘oh well at least this rape marriage is better than being enslaved in a less polite way’... AND ALSO very often it’s a racist fetish of ‘exotic’ men apparantly all being like that, even though actual sex slavery happens AN AWFUL LOT in america and europe. And many cases of marital rape are incredibly similar to this even if it isn’t literal slavery, and our justice system is stacked against the victims. BUT YEAH its usually an “exotic arabic shiekh” or a “noble savage tribal warrior” or god knows what... like its somehow okay to call an entire race a bunch of savage rapists as long as you say “oooh but i have a rape fetish so its a good thing” SERIOUSLY WHY ARE 75% OF ALL ROMANCE NOVELS SUPER PROBLEMATIC

God, like.. from the first chapter the magician demon guy seems really nice and all, he doesn’t fill the ‘savage shiekh’ part of the stereotype. And its kinda subverted cos he pretty much rescued her from slavery by buying her and then freeing her to do whatever she wants. But its still really sketchy and weird that he’s giving her this one condition of being his bride?! like I mean I KNOW that the way this archetype always goes is that the slave lady does actually end up falling in love with him cos blablabla contrived nonsense lets make up an excuse to dodge the whole question of whether this is rape. I mean ha ha she never actually said no so we never get to know what he would have done to force her into it... *shudder* Please say this series is gonna subvert this trope, jesus christ I mean it DOESN’T FUCKING HELP that she looks like 1/3rd of his height and really damn young cos of the art style! please tell me he’s just extra tall cos he’s a monster, and she’s actually the ordinary height of an over 18 adult...

BUT ANYWAY, BEYOND THAT It does look really good aside from that :/ I don’t know how to feel. I don’t know if I should judge it this early on. i mean I don’t even necessarily know if its gonna play the premise straight or subvert it? and the demon guy’s design looks really cool and he’s all nice and fancy nobleman, and the worldbuilding has already got me hooked! the protagonist apparantly has hidden mage potential and that’s why he decided to save her, and he’s gonna be mentoring her to become able to use her magic. And seriously this could have been so good if it was just a platonic mentor student relationship like that, gah... and its really sad with how she got kidnapped and sold into slavery cos someone found out about her powers, and apparantly she didn’t fight back because she was suicidal and felt maybe this was for the best?? and then she’s found some of the first kindness in her entire life when this guy took off the chains and gave her a warm bed and food and freedom. And then just GAHHH it tries to present it as a comedic chapter ending that he wants to fucking marry her?? How is that not a sad betrayal ending?? “I’m regaining my faith in humanity cos this is the first time someone’s done something nice for be and hasn’t been lying- oh wait actually he just did it so he could get in my pants.” Thats fucking depressing. Seriously PLEASE say they somehow avoid the fucking rapey implications here... Like the only damn story that’s ever done this right is disney beauty and the beast! Give me that! At least that!! :<

anyway ANOTHER INTERESTING WORLDBUILDING is that apparantly her magical potential is a super rare version that’s basically like a summoner? its really dumb though, they say the name of it is “sleigh beggy” “you’re a sleigh beggy” like.. WHAT. Really should have changed that in the translation, that’s just a completely nonsensical mishmash of english... But yeah the interesting worldbuilding is that apparantly magical creatures can sense her power and they flock to her to seek out her help. And some of them seek her out to manipulate or kill her, the demon gentleman dude saves her from a bunch of cutesy fairies who were trying to drag her to the underworld! ...which in retrospect DOES NOT MAKE SENSE, cos we’re shown clearly that she’s been able to see spirits her entire life and logically if she survived this long she should have already had experience with like.. at least one bad one, ever. Why is she a total noob getting easily tricked, except so that he can save her? :/ Man I’m probably being way too critical just cos the premise is such an inherantly shady one that takes SO MUCH effort to pull off in a non gross way... I HAVE MY HOPES, MANGA PLEASE DON’T BE THE TERRIBLE

...also the design for the evil fairies was really cool, and what we’ve seen of other monsters too. At least even if it turns out bad, the art is great!

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lizzga · 7 years

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BUT WHAT IF

So a new thing added to the new live action movie of the beauty and the beast is that when this witch casted the spell she erased the memories of the prince and the castle and all of that from the people of the village but like i was just thinking and it came to me a thought and it was like we know the beast was arrogant and vain and blah blah the point is you know who else is like that? Gaston, and then it came to me this idea of what if Gaston and the Beast actually knew each other, like they would totally feel comfortable with each other beacuse they were alike and then is the fact that Gaston goes to war and i know that in the movie it doesnt says how much time or how many times he leaved but what if the day of the party, the day everyone in the castle was cursed, actually Gaston was invited but he was just about to leave but the Beast ( iknow some people call him Adam but i read that it was not confirmed by disney so that is why i dont call him that but you understand) doesnt know that Gaston is not coming because Gaston actually has feels and doesnt wants to say goodbye to his friend, but the Beast expects him at the party but then all of the events happen but the witch doesnt miss nothing and eventually gets Gaston to forget too, even when he is a little bit far from the village and the Beast actually thinks of his friend of what happened to him and why didnt he showed up and by this point Gaston has returned to the village but he knows he has to return to the war but he feels like he is really missing something and then he mets this Lefou and Gaston at first doesnt really like him but then there is a time when Gaston goes to hunt and Lefou offers himself to help him and then Gaston is just like well not bad to keep him but then as i said Beast wants to know about his old friend and sends one of his servants (Lumiere, cogsworth i dont really have an idea) and then when they come back with the news, Beast learns that his friend has gone and returned to war, that he is becoming very admired at the village and that he is one of the best hunters and Beast is like -hunter?- (beacause actually Gaston makes the hunting a distraction from the things that happen at the war) and the servant is just like -well yes, hunter like he hunts... things- and even when Beast knows exactly what that means he just goes - like what?- and the servant whispers -animals, birds...beasts- but the reason Beast is so angry is because the curse even took one of his only friends, that in fact he is alone and then is when he just decides to leave it, to lose hope, and in the village Gaston has become a war figure but one day this girl arrives and makes things different

SO HERE IAM ADDING ANOTHER HEADCANON THAT I HAD

and he actually likes Belle, like really likes her and actually he is very shy when introducing to Belle and he enjoys all her strangeness because its something new. like he has recovered something that he lost and needed and that was real company like not just Lefou saying yes to everything he said or the bimbettes just wanting him for looks or the mens at the tavern giving him compliments just because his role at war, and i imagine that maybe at those times Beast actually had more heart like Gaston and pointed out his flaws and Gaston actually was happy for that because he was a real friend and even tough that Belle doesnt becomes his friend she still points him wrong in things, she puts him in his place and Gaston loves it and he is actually planning on courting Belle in the best mode but then a experience at war changes everything like i imagine Gaston seeing womans getting killed beacause they dont have protection, but there is another thing, is obvious that he meets other persons at war and most of men are married already and at the walk to home (again) they talk about whose wife is more wifely, like them being really machist and saying what a wife must do, but something really catches the attention of Gaston - they stay safe at home taking care of the children- and that just repeats in Gaston´s head, safe is what Gaston wants Belle to be but after all happened in war something in him just makes boom and is when he is really decided into making Belle his wife because he thinks that like that she can be safe but as soon as he arrives at the village and goes to Belle and she turns him off again is when it starts to be something unhealthy because now he wants her to be his wife at any cost, he sees it now as a prey, as something he is hunting and then after his many experiences he slowly begins to turn into a real villain, like he had a process before becoming what we see at the movie and the last thing is the final scene where Gaston goes to Kill Beast, Beast still remembers his friend but when he sees him for the fist time again he knows that the man standing in front of him is not his old time friend and i actually think that maybe that is why Beast actually lets Gaston go and the I AM NOT A BEAST it figures to me as if saying that he is not a beast of the ones he hunts, that he is his friend and i think that actually Beast after transforming and all of that actually asks for Gaston but no one tell him nothing and he searches for him because now his friend must remember him but then Beast learns that he died and it pains Beast because he would have forgived Gaston, it pains Beast because he has lost his friend forever...

Okay so this can easily be written into a fanfic like should i write about Beast before well turning into a beast?

#gaston #beauty and the beast #beast #belle #lefou

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ktylia · 7 years

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Memories

A Cralt (Crowley/Halt) fic

Summary

Halt O'Carrick liked mornings. Not mornings in itself, but the calmness that came with it, before the world started to wake up around him. He liked the feeling of being able to just lie in his bed as the sun rose and turned the world from night to day. It was at this time of day that he felt like he could let everything go. He could let his walls fall and allow himself to really think about everything and anything.

This morning he had memories on his mind. Memories of his family, his friends and how he met the man that was sleepning soundly beside him.

Halt looked at Crowley's peaceful face for a moment before his gaze fell on his right index finger and the tiny scar that could be seen on the fingertip. A scar that he had gotten as a promise ten years ago.

~~~~ (14 years old)

"Won't it hurt?" asked Ferris, a watchful eye on the knife, the piece of paper and the cloth that was lying on the table between them.

"Ofcourse it will hurt!" sighed Halt as he picked up the knife. "But remember thatit was you who wanted us to do this!"

"I know, but that was before I remembered that I'm afraid of blood!" Ferris responded, sounding almost desperate. Halt put the knife back on the table and took his twins hands in his, looking Ferris straight in the eyes.

"Ferris, we will just make a super tiny cut on the tip of our right index finger, drop three drops of blood on the paper, swear the oath and then we will be done and put a paiste* on it." Halt said, doing his best to calm the younger twin.

"Daidi* will be mad when he sees it!" mumbled Ferris quietly, the fear in his coffee brown eyes slowly fading at Halt's reasuring words.

"Don't worry, I'll take the blame. He won't belive us anyway if we say it was your idea and he's probably already looking for a reason to yell at me again." sighed Halt as he gave his brother's hands a gentle squeeze, before letting go of the left hand and reach for the knife again. He looked Ferris in the eye, silently asking if was ready and when his brother nodded, he carefully placed the knife to Ferris's skin and made a tiny cut. Blood broke through and they let three drops land on the paper before Halt picked up the cloth, ripped it in two, wrapped Ferris's finger with one of them and cleaned the knife before repeating the process on himself. He then picked up the paper with the blood on in his left hand, grabbed his twin's left hand and started their oath.

"I got your back. You got mine..."

"I'll help you out. Anytime..."

"To see you hurt, to see you cry..."

"Makes me weep, and wanna die..."

"And if we agree to never figth..."

"It wouldn't matter, who is wrong or right..."

"If a broken heart, needs a mend..."

"I'll be right there, till the end..."

"If your cheeks are wet, from drops of tears..."

"Don't worry, let go of your fears..."

"Hand in hand, love is sent..."

"We'll be brothers...Till the end!"

~~~~

Halt smiled at the memory, a smile that turned sad when he remembered how their father had reacted and how little he had seen of Ferris these past years since he moved from Ireland to UK. And Caitlyn, his sweet, charming and incredibly sly little sister.

~~~~ (15 years old)

Halt was just walking around at home, listening to instrumental music in his headphones, when he saw Caitlyn peek around a corner.

"What are you up to this time?" he asked, unconsciously using his "Big Brother Voice" as Cait and Ferris called it, and Caitlyn immediately spun around and gave him her most innocent smile.

"Nothing!" she responded, just a little bit too fast. Halt simply raised an eyebrow and looked at her. She could fool most people with her sweet and innocent looking smile and eyes but not Halt. She had tried many times and failed all of them. It almost made him belive that she was making mischief just to see if she could hide it from him.

"Why do I get the feeling tha..." before he could finish what he was saying, there was a surprised yelp from around the corner and Caitlyn started to giggle. She stoped immediately when their father came around said corner, angry eyes falling on his eldest and youngest children, locking on Halt.

"HALT O'CARRICK, CÉARD SA DIABHAL A CHEAPANN TÚ TÚ AG DÉANAMH?" he screamed and Halt felt his blood run cold.

"Ach athair..." Caitlyn tried to tell him that Halt hadn't done anything but he wouldn't listen and just told her to be quiet and go to her room.

As Halt saw her walk away he braced himself and could only hope that his father would keep it verbal this time. But it seemed like that wasn't his father's plan as he raised his hand. Halt didn't move, knowing that it would only make it worse, but he didn't react in anyother way either as the open hand struck him like it had done so many times before.

`As long as he stays away from them, I will take every stike he deals´

That evening, Halt spent almost two hours telling Caitlyn that it was fine, that it didnt really hurt, that it wasn't her fault while she was crying hysterically in his arms, apologizing for what their father had done to him because of what SHE had done. She may be a sly prankster but she never wanted anyone else to get the blame for her pranks. Especially not Halt, who already got yelled at almost everyday. ~~~~

His hand had gone to his cheek when he remembered how his father treated him. But it was okay. By taking the blame, he could make sure that Ferris and Caitlyn didnt have to go through the same thing. They where often mad at him for doing it but he didn't care. Their parents had always thought that it was Halt anyway and the abuse hadn't scared him or broken him down. It rather seemed like it had made him stronger and it ahd made him sure of one thing. He would do everything in his power to not become like his parents. It was after all they who made Halt decide to move to another country, one of the best decisions he have ever made.

He was 18 when he moved into his new apartment, not far from school. It was a very popular area for students to live in, due to the close distanse to the school and the cheap prices.

Halt had moved in a week after summer break started, meaning that most of the apartments stod empty as those who lived in them had left for the summer. That had given Halt the time to get used to his new surroundings and get to know some of the students that had stayed over the summer. He still felt amazed at how fast he had become friends with Berrigan, Rodney, Pauline and the other students in his apartment building. He had gotten to know them during the first week in his new home and as the summer had gone by, more and more of the students had returned and Halt had somehow just fit into that groupe of friends, like the last piece of a puzzle, and it had felt natural for all of them from the beginning.

But his most presious memory from that summer was when he met Crowley.

~~~~ (18 years old)

Music flowed through the air and all around Halt's apartment as he was making dinner to himself. It was a slow and calm tune, probably an instrumental version of some love song. Halt preferred to listen to instrumental songs, because the music wasn't being ruined by singing in them, and as he sat down to eat, a familar tune started. Before he knew it, he was singing the lyrics and letting his own, soft voice drift out through his open window.

"Tale as old as time True as it can be Barely even friends Then somebody bends Unexpectedly"

Just as he was about to sing the next part, a slightly deeper voice started to sing outside of his window. He rose up from the table to see who it was.

"Just a little change Small to say the least"

Sandy red hair, hazel eyes and a happy smile met Halt's gaze as he looked out the window and the stranger continued.

"Both a little scared Neither one prepared Beauty and the beast"

~~~~

By that time, Halt already knew that he was attracted to both men and women. He wasn't bi or gay, he just didn't think that gender made any differens if the feelings were true.

Now, six years after their first meeting, five years after their first date and two years after moving in together, Halt just laid in their shared bed, remembering the past, as his, yes his, Crowley slowly woke up.

"Good morning my Clover." yawned Crowley and Halt rolled his eyes at the nickname, to pleased about life at the moment to complain.

"Mil maidin mhaith." Halt responded as Crowley's hand traced the hickeys that he had placed on Halt's throat the night before.

"I really have to learn more irish!" Crowley said quietly.

"To me, it's enough with `Is breá liom tú´ and `Is féidir liom´." Halt mumbled, making Crowley sincker as he placed a soft kiss on the golden ring he had given Halt the night before. The ring on the left ring finger.

Wordlist

paiste - bandaid, patch daidi - daddy CÉARD SA DIABHAL A CHEAPANN TÚ TÚ AG DÉANAMH? - WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? Ach athair - But father Mil maidin mhaith - Good morning honey Is breá liom tú - I love you Is féidir liom - I do

#Ranger's Apprentice #halt o'carrick #crowley #crowley/halt #cralt

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theextremelyunderrated-blog · 6 years

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2nd part to my Marvels Beast and Reader (light NFSW)

You could hear Jacks laughter even after you had shut the door to your office.

Ugh. It was now or never, you really hated this. A part of you wanted to email and ask him, but you knew that utlimetliy that was not the best thing to do. No, you know that it was best that you actually call him and ask him. So you reached for your phone and hit the dial button before you could change your mind. After the fourth ring Hank had picked up the phone.

"Dr. Hank McCoy speaking"

"Hey Hank it is Y/N"

"Y/N. What can I do for you?"

Hank sounded shock that you had called him and made it that much harder to make this call.

"Well I have been thinking and after some thought I figured that it would be better to call you instead of sending a email or text."

as you were talking you could feel that Hank was becoming extremely nerves. And figured it was better to just come out and say what you had to. You hated that you were making him feel this in the first place.

"Ok, So I am going to come out and say what I need to. Cause right now I can feel your emotions and I dont like what I am making you feel. But in all honesty that is what I am calling you about. I as I have told you, I have been able to block your emotions now, but sometimes some Emotions come through and mainly the one that comes through the most is your arousal. Now I understand that this is not nothing you can control. If you were able to you would not be at the cabin in the first case. I remember you telling me when were first started talking that you had no control over when it hits.

Now something about me you will learn is I am always over thinking and now I cant help but wonder what we... what you would want to do if it happened?"

Hank didnt know what to think or say. For once he was at a loss for words. She wasnt lying and he felt ashamed. Because he truly didnt know what to do if that was to happen.

"Well truthfully I have no idea what to do. You are correct in that it is something that happens out of nowhere. So maybe it would be best if we not keep with our plans. I do not want to make you uncomfortabled."

"And thats the thing. I have no issue if it happens, because I know that A) you cant control it and B) you would never actually harm me. And the only reason I even bring it up is because I didnt want it to happen and that in turn cause you to set back on the improvements you are making. I may have an idea, but I have never actually done it to someone other then myself. So I am unsure if it will work. I may be able to block that that emotion for the day, but if it works there is a down side. Once I am away from you, all that emotions will come out."

"I guess we could give it a shot. If you are willing."

"Ok then. Lets give this a shot then. So is noon still a good time?"

"Noon would be prefect."

"Sounds good. I will see you then Hank. Goodbye"

"Goodbye Y/N"

Come Saturday you had found yourself pulling into the driveway of the cabin. And as you put the car in park you noticed for the first time that Hank was sitting on the porch. Even though you had an idea of what his appearance looked like you were not expecting him to be so tall, or have such wide shoulders. Once he had noticed that you were there he had stood up and was leaning on one of the porches posts. Getting out of the car he made his way down to you, reaching to shake his hand you were already working on the walls that you were going to place up for him.

"Hank, it is finally nice to have a face to go with the voice. It is a pleasure to finally meet you."

once your hand was in his you were hit with an Arousaling feeling. But to you udder shock, it was actually your arousal you were feeling. As you tried to calm your breathing you had hoped that he didnt feel any of it. By the time you had let go of his hand you had placed the walls up for him and had managed to get your own feelings back to were they needed to be.

Hank was shocked and in complete aw. You were good he thought. Once you had gotten out of the car it hadnt taken him long to feel those damn feelings start to rise. What had scared him even more was the fact that those feelings werent just because you were the first person he has seen in a few days, but also because the minute he had saw you he felt drawn to you. He could feel himself getting worked up and was dreading placing his hand in yours. But the minute your hands had touch all those feelings had stopped. Oh, he could feel them fighting, it felt like his body was wanting to feel them, but that his mind wasnt letting the rest of him. What even made it better was the fact that you hadnt made a big deal about the walls you had placed up. You had just did it.

"Y/N, the same could be said about you.

Well I put the roast on about an hour ago. It will probably take about 4 hours to cook. So why dont I get the stuff out of the car and while I put those away why dont you go ahead and head out the the falls."

"Are you sure you wouldnt want me to help you take care of the stuff first?"

"Oh no. As you could tell when you picked them up, there isnt that much stuff. It shouldnt take me long at all to get them put away."

"Are you truly sure?"

"Abosulty"

"Well ok. If you dont mind while you start getting the stuff I am going to use the restroom and put on my suit. Then I will head out."

"You dont need to ask to use anything in this house. It is more your house then it is mine."

After popping the trunk for Hank you had reached into the back of your car to grab your things. And headed into the house. Walking into the house it felt like coming home after a long trip. Without wasting anymore time you walked into the bathroom and did what you needed to do. Hank had been right. You were itching to get to the falls. After you were done you walked back outside. Hank had been grabbing the last of his stuff when you walked up to him.

Hank was going to lose it. And he was praying to anyone and anything thanking them for the block you had placed in his head. As much as he was glad that you were wearing a one piece suit, a big part of him had been hoping for a two piece. Because he was dying to see the rest of your tattoo. All he could see was what was on your leg and back, but it looked like it had been one whole piece. As you had gotten closer he could not help himself from saying.

"Let me guess, the emotion that you had block from your mind was pain?"

you couldnt help that you were starting to blush. laughing you had answered him

"And you would be correct. The first few settings I didnt block the pain. But when I learned that it was going to take atleast 5 or more settings I started to block the pain so that we were able to get more done then what it normally took."

"I must say that it is beautifully done. I have never seen a dragon tattoo that big before."

"Well Thank you. pretty much take up my leg, hip, and lower back. It starts at my ankle and winds itself on my hip to my lower back."

"You must tell who ever did it that it is beautifully done. The shading is so well blended and from what I can see the lines are straight."

"Do you like tattoos Hank?"

"I like art. And in my eyes tattoos are art. So yes I guess you can say that I like tattoos"

"Good to know. Alot of times people are ok with tattoos on a smaller scale. But when they see the size of mine they become a bit stand offish. But anyways I will let you get back to what you were doing and I will see you at the falls when you are done."

Hank watched as you walked away until he couldnt see you anymore. He couldnt understand how someone he just met could get to him that quick. It had to be the effects of the drugs. After getting everything taken care off Hank changed into a pair of basketball shorts and headed to the falls. Just as he past the clearing and the falls came into few he watched as you drove into the water, barely making a splash as you landed. By the time he had made it to the waters edge you were coming up for air. He watched as you swam towards him. Once you were able to touch the bottom you stood and started to walk to him. All of Hanks breath left his body and he was struck with how beautiful you truly were.

"I thought that you said it was unsafe to jump from the falls?"

Smirking you answered, "No, what I said was, if you didnt know what you were doing it could be dangerous. and it so happens I know what I am doing. So admit it Hank, the first thing you did after finding the falls was jump from the top of it."

"I can neither denie or admit I did such a thing."

Laughing you grabbed Hank's hand and started to lead him to the top of the falls. For the next hour or so you both did nothing but jump from the top. The more you guys jumped off the more Hank started to relax, he tried to teach you flips off the edge, but that wasnt happening. Eventually it was time to head back to the cottage. Once back at the cottage you headed to the bathroom to take a shower while Hank finished up the food. Once you were done with your shower you and Hank switched spots. He went to take his shower while you set the table. Once showers where done and the table was set you both sat down to eat. After a few minutes of silence you began to speak.

"Hank, this roast is really good."

"Thank you Y/N. Living with a house full of children and just a handful of adults you learn to very quickly how to make food."

"How is that? living in a huge house full of children?"

Hank chuckled, "It has it moments, that for sure. For the most part the children are great. Most times then most they come in broken, mentally or physically. They dont trust and so not only must you try to teach these kids how to control their powers, you have to educated them, AND try to show them that there are people that care for them, for who they are. And that not everyone will run for the hills when they learn that they have powers. Then lets not forget the ones that look different in appearance. But in the end, when we watch those same children who were scared and thought something was wrong with them walk across the stage as they graduate and/or start a family. It makes the work that much greater. I kick myself for leaving to work with the government. I thought I was doing good for all mutants. But it was nothing compared to what I did/do at the school."

"I understand that completely. I see it everyday working for Jack. They come in and are broken. Half the time they are in such disppear and ready to give up. But Jack is able to find just the smallest light they may have and make it into the brightest lighthouse for them. And after 4 or 5 sessions they are in a better place. It is such an amazing thing to see the difference people can make in others when they try."

Hank hated the look you had on your face. The way that you talked about the good doctor made his blood boil. Which bothered him because regardless of what your relationship was to the doctor was no way his bussiness. But he had to know, and he hoped that it wouldnt make the night short.

"Exactly. Now I have a couple of questions and please, if you dont want to answer you are not forced to. But are you and Dr. Roberts in a relationship? Again please forgive me, but I have noticed things around this cottage that make it seem like that."

There it was you thought. It never fails, almost everyone asked that question and normally you would be frustrated about it. Most of the time they only wanted to know so that they could gossip to others about it. But you didnt have to feel Hanks emotions to know that he truly was imbarassed to ask you about it. So answering this time it didnt truly bother you answering it.

"Normally I would tell people to mind there on bussiness when it comes to me and Jack. But you have honestly seen more into our relationship then others. Jack and I are not in a relationship, he is not my father or my grandfather. Xavier helped my mother get a job with Jack years ago. It was meant to be a short term arrangement, but she ended up staying. No, the relationship with Jack happened out of guilt. Regardless of how many times my mother told him that he had no reason to feel guilty he did. See, Jacks pratices had been open for a few years and it had started to take off. More and more people from out of state were coming to see him. Well, one family had came to see him because there son was showing signs of behavioral problems. Long story short, the father of this boy made my mom feel special. And acted like he was going to stay in this small town with her after his sons treatment was done. But in the end he left with his family, but left a little piece of himself behind. My mother knew then and there that she wasnt going to get rid of me. When Jack found out about it he was beyond upset. Not at my mother mind you, but because of the father. Because during the sessions he had learned that the boy was acting out because he had seen his father with the babysitter multi times. Jack informed the boys mother, but she choose to ignore what the father was doing and ended up pulling the boy from Jacks care. So Jack felt guilty cause he knew what the father was like but he never caught on to what was going on with my mother. He felt as if the father should be held accountable for his actions and was set to get a laywer involved. But my mother told him not to do anything. That there were moments when they were together that she felt he wasnt telling her the truth. But that she choose to ignore those thoughts and continue with what she was doing. That this was her reprocutions to her actions and that she will do it on her own. Plus she felt that if people learned that Jacks office manager had, had an affair with not only a married man, but also a parent to a patient it would kill Jacks reputation. Jack didnt like it, but he respected her wishes. But he made it clear that he was going to help my mother through it all. That she wasnt going to do it on her own, so when she really needed the help he was there to help her. I spent so many hours in the office with Jack that we became close. I would be calling him grandpa, but my mother wouldnt let me. She didnt feel that it was right. This cottage was actually built after I was born. It is in Jacks name, but he mainly built it for my mother and me. Because my mother refused Jacks money and therefore wouldnt take money to go on a vacation, he built it for us to get away to when we wanted to. When we learned that my abilities were much stronger then my mothers I was brought out every day to work Xavier while he stayed here. Thats when we also found the waterfall. So naturally after that I found myself coming here more then ever. Jack doesnt come out here because in his eyes it is my place and not his. But he still lets others use it."

By the time you were done telling Hank your story you both had been done eating and found you both outside while finishing off your glasses of wine. You found that you didnt mind Hank knowing your story. That for once it felt good having someone know the truth.

While you had told your story, Hank couldnt help but feel great admiration for this Dr. Roberts, and he know knew why the professor were good friends. And as much as he hated to admit it, it felt great knowing that yours and the doctors relationship was everything but sexual.

"I must admit that I may have thought ill of Dr. Roberts at first. With how angry I was when I first got here, I truly thought that this was his little love shack or something. The fact that there was more femine things here made me think that this was were he met up with his lover or something. So when he had called to talk to me I was extremely short with him and told him I wanted nothing to do with him and that he needed to leave me alone. What he must think of me."

"He thinks that you are someone who is having issues getting out of your head, because your body was turned against you. That if you just needed a place to collect your thoughts then thats what he would give you. But if you decided that you needed someone to talk to, he would be there. The only reason he hasnt contacted you after that first phone call was because I had told him that I had contacted you. But I know that if you ever changed your mind. He would also welcome talking."

Before you could say more you ended up yawning. Looking at the time you noticed that it was close to 8 at night and you were excused. Between the swimming, the big dinner, and holding the wall in place for Hank it was all taking its toll on you. Hank wanted you to stay and talk more to him. For the first time in a very long time he felt like himself. But he knew that it would be wrong of him to keep you longer when you looked like you were ready to crash. So standing up he reached for the wine glasses and followed you back inside the cottage. Once back in the kitchen he set the glasses down leaning against the counter he folded his arms and looked at you.

Your heart skipped a beat. Looking at Hank the attraction you felt earlier in the day was back, but was stronger after you had spent the day with him. He was truly a gentleman and the conversasions you had with him were actually interesting. But there was something that pulled you to him and you didnt want it to end. But you also knew if you stayed you would end up with a headache from the mental strain you had going on. Walking up to Hank you placed your hands on his arms and looked into his eyes.

"Well Hank. I truly had fun this evening. No one knows of the falls and having some one to swim with was a nice change and the food was a great bonus. Truthfully though, the best thing would be the conversasion. Would you like me to help you clean up the kitchen before I go?"

"No no thats quite ok. It isnt going to take long to clean up. I can see that you are tired and I would feel better knowing that you were driving home while you still had some energy left."

"Are you sure Hank?" Even though you knew what he was saying was the truth, you truly didnt want to leave.

"Yes I am sure. Allow me to grab your bag and I will walk you out."

Before you could say no Hank had walked past you and grabbed your bag from the floor. Opening the door he waited for you to walk past him. Once you reached your car, Hank had placed your bag in the back and had your door open for you. Shutting the door after you had gotten in. You rolled down the window and looked at Hank as he stood there.

"Truthfully Hank. Today was really nice and I hope that we can do it again real soon. Maybe next time I will be able to cook for you"

"I would love nothing more then that. Text or call me when you get home so that I know that you made it and we can work out something then."

"Sounds like a plan. Enjoy the rest of your night Hank"

"You to Y/N drive safe."

As much as you hadn't wanted to leave, you were glad when you had. By the time you had gotten home you had a headache, forgetting that you had told Hank that you would let him know when you got home; you made your way to the bathroom with the intent of taking a hot bath. After 15 minutes of soaking in the tub your headache wasnt going away. It was then you realized that you still had that wall in place. So taking a deep breath you closed your eyes and imagined knocking a wall out. Once the wall was down you insteatly started to feel better. About that time your phone started to ring, not looking at who it was you answered your phone.

"Hello"

"Y/N?" you realized then that it was Hank but something sounded off. Insteantly you shoot up in the tub. Water splashing everywhere.

"Hank? whats wrong? you sound like you are in pain"

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How Donald Trump Destroyed the Political Campaign Ad

Even though he has invested much less than his competitives on advertising, the Republican nominee is still contributing the jam-pack. Is the campaign ad now antiquated?

The Republican electorate doesnt want Jeb Bush, and theres nothing he can do to change that. He is at war with the spirit of the age .

Less than two months ago the first referendums are shed in the Iowa caucuses and the New Hampshire primary, the 2016 hasten has already smashed any number of political axioms.

Its no surprise that Donald Trumpcurrently predominating the struggle, as well as the cable and broadcast systems, with his ruthless proposal to ban all non-American Muslims from penetrating the United Statesis the candidate doing the lions share of the breakage.

The most noticeable platitude that Trump has crushed to flecks is that whoever outspends his contestants on media consultants for brilliantly forceful video commercials, and the savvy acquisition of publicize epoch, too owns an daunting edge.

Yet the wildly conflicting political fates of Trump and Jeb Bushthe two best-known brand names in the Republican fieldhave belied that long-cherished belief and threatened bedrock hypothesis that underpin the profitable expedition ad-making business.

Even effective advertise is exclusively going to substance at the margins, announced expedition media expert Kenneth M. Goldstein, prof of politics at the University of San Francisco. That replied, this has been a campaign so far that had still not been driving in paid mediaeither to its implementation of polling or to its implementation of driving the media gossip. It is simply not about the ads.

While clever or provoking expedition commercials have regularly affected media coverage in the early stages of message-cluttered presidential contests, Trump has managed to explode that tradition.

His words are easily digestible and, say what you require about them, theyre not difficult to understand, Goldstein alleged. His ability to shine through the racket is strong. You dont have a lot of factors present where advertise is likely to matter.

Republican ad-maker Rick Wilson, on the other hand, argued that the death of media consulting has been wildly exaggerated.

Wilson, a Daily Beast benefactor, represented the vitality of his professing in an email: Video and digital video are a sort that beings understand; the 30 – and 60 -second spot are how most Americans come to understand produces, brands, nominees, and issues.

He contributed: Television has always been a vector to build figure discovery and programme discovery. Trump is a unicorn in this respect; as tabloid fodder for over 20 times, as a reality TV superstar, and as a creature of the media culture, hes a political outlier. Unless Kanye ranges in 2020, its unlikely reservoir realise another like him.

The question of whether Trump is a unicorn, nonetheless, is cold comfort for far-famed Republican media strategist Mike Murphy, who is running the pro-Bush super PAC, Right to Rise.

Murphy, who didnt comment to The Daily Beast, have so far been blown $31.7 million of the nearly $33 million spent on pro-Bush television and radio ads( with the Jeb! campaign proper investing $800,000) in order to achieve a shockingly anemic fifth neighbourhood in the hasten, with a 3.8 percent national polling median.

Trump, on the other mitt, has spent a merely $216,000 on paid expedition commercial-grades( merely on radio ads, and less than 1 percent of Team Bushs spend ), but has managed to increase his first-place to be translated into an average of 29.3 percentage in national polls1 4 extents ahead of his nearest challenger, Texas Sen. Ted Cruz.

In Iowa and New Hampshire statewide ballots, the narration is much the same.

In the nations first-caucus country, which votes on Feb. 1, Trump and Cruz are neck-and-neck in the lead, with Cruz actually vanquishing the reality appearance/ real estate mogul in the respected Monmouth Poll. Cruz, incidentally, has been nearly as parsimonious as Trump, spending only $850,000 to challenge the national frontrunner.

In the first-primary regime, which votes on Feb. 9, Trump is killing it at 28 percent, 16 items ahead of his closest competitive, Florida Sen. Marco Rubio, with Cruz running in third place. The hard-right Cruzs in-your-face religiosity and heated rhetoric apparently are not as good a cultural fit with starchy New Englanders as they are with evangelical Iowans.

And Team Rubios hearty advertising expenditure of $13 million, which is apparently expediting his ascension as a candidate of the GOP establishment, might offer a reassuring counterexample to the traumatized political consultant class.

University of Virginia political scientist Larry Sabato attributed the robust rise of the skinflint Trump and drain-circling track of the spendthrift Bush less to a general political direction than to the candidates particular identities in the marketplace.

Its the old story of the new puppy meat, Sabato said about the former Florida governor, the son and friend of ex-presidents and a much-lauded republican who had raised more than $100 million for the race.

Bush was once considered a exorbitant frontrunner for the Republican nomination.

The new hound food had the most beautiful label ever, the more good advertise, and hound proprietors were just pulling it off the shelves. They couldnt keep it stocked, Sabato supposed. There was just one problem. The dogs wouldnt eat it. That is Jeb Bush in a nutshell.

Sabato added that Bushs campaign commercial-grades have been perfectly presentable. His campaign for the most proportion has been well organized. But theres simply one problem. The Republican electorate doesnt require Jeb Bush, and theres nothing he can do to change that. He is at war with the minds of the the age.

This is true, Sabato supposed, although there are Bush has been receiving a disproportionately high level of free media attention given his poor action in the ballots: He was the featured client on Stephen Colberts Sept. 8 debut as CBSs late-night host; he regularly appears on the Fox News Channel, far and away the most-watched cable shop among the Republican primary voters.

I just think the produce reeks, and theres no quantity of lipstick you are able to put on it, answered a presidentially unaligned Republican ad-maker who spoke on condition of not being identified, so as not to antagonize the Bush campaign.

The Jeb Can Determine It message is wrong. It is all technocratic, and its not ideological or revolutionary.

This media consultant added that canvas after canvas shows that Republican primary voters tend to believe that the Republican establishment in Washington[ with which they associate the Bush family] has lied to them over and over again. They said they were going to repeal Obamacare and do all these interesting thing and they never get it done.

By contrast, a large segment of Trumps Republican primary advocates are white non-college voters, and if youre grey and non-college, youve got a lot of things to be upset about, the consultant prolonged. You oblige too much fund to qualify for Obamacare aids but not enough to be considered middle class. You think immigration reconstruct is going to help someone else get a job, and you dont understand the benefit of swap deals.

You think that the Washington establishment is absolutely pervert and exclusively works to get itself re-elected and does not do anything for you. At that quality, a person like Trump becomes incredibly attractive and a person like Jeb becomes everything that you want to stop.

Conservative operative David Keating, chairman of Center for Competitive Politics and widely credited as the discoverer of the super PAC, answered Trump is further advantaged by his free media comprehension becausedespite standard Republican rhetoric to the contraryvoters still find news reports more credible than paid ads.

Actual news coverage has more appraise, instant by instant, than an ad, Keating pronounced. How much higher, I dont think we know. It would be an interesting research project.

Keating said that beyond traditional television, radio and engrave and online information sources, social media is also a powerful factor.

Trump, of course, is a Twitter virtuosofar more skilled than his adversaries at grabbing courtesy with his tweets, with the other nominees forced to react and responddancing to Trumps tune, as it were.

After the loose-tongued billionaires bulletin Monday of his non-citizen Muslim ban, Jeb Bush was lowered to tweeting: Donald Trump is unhinged. His policy proposals are not seriousjust the sort of establishment critique that in the past has solid Trumps political base.

As they say, Keating memo, fund cant buy you love.