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peachystenbrough · 2 months
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bobby making sure everything is taken care of in anticipation of a snowstorm. he’s a big “be prepared for anything” kinda guy so he thinks of it all. at the forefront of his mind is making sure you are going to be safe and cared for, because there’s no way he’s letting his baby go hungry or cold during the arctic front. it also gives him an excuse to snuggle with you a lot because, after all, you gotta keep warm somehow 🤭
bobby is an acts of service man thru and thru babes!!! I went on a total tangent that is way too unorganized and cliche but pls he brings out the hallmark in me. no edits just vibes
snow days like these always start with bobby making you coffee, still having his morning routines as if there isn't 2 feet of snow packed tightly outside and yall won't be leaving your home for the foreseeable future. when he gets out of bed he tightly tucks you back in so that a draft can't sneak into your warm and soft sheets. his warm hands find a way to trace over your features without disturbing your sleeping frame. he loves these soft and quiet moments, where he can adore you in a way so pure and holy, unashamed. he only moves when he peaks at the time and realizes you might be waking soon. his socked feet only step on the quietest floor boards down to the kitchen.
by the time the coffee is done, bob takes inventory of the kitchen for the third time this week, checking endlessly that you both will have plenty of food and water in any scenario the weather may throw at you. bob has plenty of blankets warming in the dryer as he cracks two eggs into a hot pan, he's determined to sneak a breakfast-in-bed cliche in this morning. but if he knows you, he's on a tight schedule before you come wondering in, layered tightly in his sweatshirts and a groggy whine ready to complain about his absence.
"hold on darlin 'm comin," he mumbles to himself as he quickly plates your favorite arrangement of breakfast foods.
he cracks open the door right as you start to toss and turn to throw your hand blindly at his side of the bed.
you don't even crack open your eyes before you grumble, "better have a damn good excuse as to why you're not holding me right now, Robert," his full government name would scare him if you weren't so disheveled and still had drool at the corner of your lip.
"how bout coffee? good enough?" he snickers when you immediately perk up.
"only if you brought 2 mugs," as you open the covers for Bob to slip back in bed and settle the tray of food.
he won't admit he already had his first cup of coffee an hour ago and shouldn't have this much caffeine for an off day. he takes a large sip and can't deny the warmth that fills him is worth any afternoon jitters. you both eat in a comfortable silence and he lets you wipe jam off the corner of his lip and eat the last bite on the plate. you hardly let him set the empty dishes on his nightstand before you pull his sweatshirt covered chest right on top of your body. you lock your ankles together as you cling your thighs against his hips. your faces inches away from each other, no glasses to obstruct your view of his sweet blue eyes and faint crows feet formed by the bashful smile he gives you.
"mornin'," he formally greets you for the first time this morning.
"mornin' fly boy, worried you took flight in this weather," your hands coming to play with lose unsettled curls at the base of his neck.
"nah, snows got us locked in today 'm afraid," he teases, he's not sure how many quips he can give before kissing you.
"oh, well, whatever will you do?" you're dragging his misery out for as long as you can, missing the cat and mouse game you often miss with schedules as busy as yalls.
"hmmm, gotta keep warm that's for sure," he smirks, no longer subduing his desire for you.
your stifle laughed against his lips slowly becomes breathless moans as Bob deepens your kiss. duvet blankets and flannel fleece be damned in the dryer down the hall when bob lays his weight on you, encompassing you in a heat you can feel through every nerve in your body.
snow days have always been considered a blessing in the floyd household
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phoniexrose02 · 3 months
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Be a Millionaire
Miguel Diaz x Black! Reader
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P.1 Fluff~
Miguel works hard an becomes a Millionaire, he finally finds you again and Gives you an offer you can't refuse.
Your Family Had been struggling Financially for as long as you could Remember but when your father Walked out Halfway Threw your 10th Grade Year, You became 2nd Provider for your Mother.
Over the Years One Nightstands had become something you weren't to Proud of, But with the Amount of Working and Babysitting you did any Healthy relationships Just Fell apart.
You still lived with your Mother to Support her as much as you could but you Dream of your Own Place. Being Emergency Parent had become Baggage so whenever you could Go Out Clubbing, You Did.
(⁠。⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠。⁠)
You'd Find yourself in a Random Bed sometimes but you usually disappeared before they could awaken.
But Today...
You Awoke to the Beam of Light threw a Open Window, the Gentle Breeze Slowly Waking you. You stretched into the Shoving your Naked Body into the Silk Sheets, an allow yourself to Look around the Luxury Room.
'Damn...Who is this Guy??'
The More you looked around the More this Place started to Add up, Whoever you'd Boned last Night must be Rich...
"Sleep Good?~"
A Deep Voice Made you Quickly Cover up, and you were met with a Rather familiar Man at the DoorFrame . He was Very Handsome, a lot Prettier than the last man you'd Woke up to. But you couldn't shake the Mans familiarity. "Have we Met before?" You asked Quietly.
A Beautiful Smile Covered his Bearded Face an he Leaned against the DoorFrame." How could you Forget me Mi Amor?~" he Playfully Responded, his Accent Drawing a Surprised Gasp from you.
15 Years Earlier
"I'm so Sorry...I don't think we're gonna Work..." You said to Miguel Sadly, he Shook his Head pulling you Close but you place you hands on his Chest remaining still.
You'd found yourselves Drifting apart, with Work an Just having to Watch your Brother Took most of your Time an eventually Karate was Gone too.
"Why Amor?" He Quietly Husked out trying to keep his Voice from Cracking, away From you as you spoke."I just can't Date Right now? 2 Jobs, Graduation, my little Brothers it's just...Too much" you sighed putting your hand Firmly on his shoulders.
"Something's Gotta Give Baby, Maybe in the Future but not Right now"
Miguel loved you so much, But if Breaking up is What you wanted, He'd Wait for you.
Take you away from the stress of what the World was Taking from you, 'You worked so Hard for Others, Why not Have someone Take Care of you?' He thought to himself.
(⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠)
"Hungry? " he said softly slowly making his way to the Bed he pulled off his Robe Shoulders his Tone Arms in Perfect View, he Placed it at your side before he Finally Sat Down."Did we?" You Pointed to the two of you and he shook his Head."You were pretty Loaded by the Time I got to the Bar, I won't lie we made out a Little bit But that's it"
Would explain the Puddle in between your Legs.
You pulled the Robe onto yourself pulling your Feet to the Edge of the Bed." Your Loaded...Look at this Fuckin' Place" You Gentle Punched his arm Making him smile, he stood up Pulling you with him."Wait till you see the Rest" you let him lead you Out of the Room an you Marvel at the House around you."Fuck You really got out the Sticks huh?" You Giggled Squeezing his hand tight."I did, but never stopped Thinking about you though" your Cheeks Heated as he Lead you too the Kitchen Table,
"How are you?" he Simply asked Settings a Plate of Delicious Breakfast."No way you Cooked this..." You Pointed to the Plate in amusement."I've learned I lot of things Mi Amore~"
(⁠~⁠ ̄⁠³⁠ ̄⁠)⁠~
After a Simple Catch up of EachOther's Lives, You'd Found yourselves just Talking at the Dinner Table. After about an Hour or Two Miguel finally decided to take the Plates back into his Kitchen, While you Tried to Remember Whatever your Hungover Brain had forgotten.
"Oh shit! What time is it?"
You gasped Almost immediately Making your way back to his Room, you Shuffled around the Room Looking for your Phone, Miguel had Followed you not Quite ready to let you leave him again." Y/n! Just wait a Sec ok?" As you found your Phone you Groaned Looking at the Time and Plopping down on his Bed." I really would like to stay Miguel, But I've got a Shift-"
You Yelp as he Pulls your Face From your Screen his Gentle Hands around your Brown Cheeks as he stared Deep before Diving in for a Kiss, you Found yourself Melting against his lipd almost Missing them. You couldn't Hold your Satisfied Moan When he Confidently Slipped his Tongue into your Mouth.
"Marry me." He Thoughtlessly Threw Out As he Pulled away From the wet kiss.
"What?? Miguel-"
"We're not Kids anymore Amor.." He Grabbed your Hands Gently Rubbing the middle of your Palms."Haven't we had 15 Years to think about it? You've been working so Hard let someone take you off you Feet for good" You thought Deep for a Second, your lips still Wet from the Kiss.
" I'll pay for your Rent, I'll Spoil your Brothers Rotten Even your Mother whatever she ask for!" he pulled himself close again Lips almost Touching."If it Ment id get to Marry you, I'd do it~"
"Miguel...this is A lot.." You pulled him to Sit Next to you as you sighed Before Licking your lips to Speak.
"How about a Date?"
You said Simply an he gave a Look of Confusion you Proceeded Setting your Hand onto his Lap."I Feel like we should start Slow, it's been 15 years. Shits happened with you and I wanna know it all~" He huffed at you as you Rested your Hand to his Cheek.
"Let me Choose than?" He Spoke Softly Resting his Hand against yourself.
He's not Letting you Go this Time.
Sum people got a Sneak Peek so we doin' a P.2 🤭
More Cobra Kai 🐍
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Letting Ryosuke Use You for Stress Relief
Pairing: Ryosuke Kira x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, reunion sex, angry sex, rough sex, comfort, praise
A/N: After seeing episode 2 I think Ryosuke could really use some stress relief. Gotta say I didn't expect what happened in the slightest.
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It's been a few days since Ryosuke left for that mysterious trip, you knew he wouldn't stay away for long but what you didn't expect was for him to come back looking, one absolutely crushed, and two, fucking pissed off as hell
He barely even looked at you when you welcomed him home
You even went to his apartment to surprise him yet he barely reacted
"I failed. Why? All I ever wanted was to play with my teammates and now because of some stupid game that some psycho dumbass made up I can never play again?! What kind of shit is that huh?!" You don't remember the last time you saw this angry, or angry at all
"And you..." He walked towards you, his eyes wide and dark, "Why are you still here? Why be with someone like me? Playing soccer was all I was good for, all I could do to give you a future, to give us a future. And now I've... now I can't... fuck!" You flinched when he slammed his palm on the wall next to your head, "Fuck. I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you, I'd never be. But I just... I don't know what to do."
Well first of all you need him to explain exactly what happened to him
Hearing him talk about it, you can only see the shame and anger rising within him, bubbling right under the surface ready to explode
You take his hand in yours, offering him comfort, only he doesn't want it, not like that, "I feel like I'm going to explode, I need you. Please, if it's too much tell me and I'll... but I need you. Right now." Ryosuke reached over and cupped your cheek, his lips closing on yours in a fierce kiss
You were no stranger to him needed stress release before games, you always offered yourself to him willingly, but he'd never been so pushy or eager before, never before had his eyes shone with so much pure lust before
You let yourself be carried into the bedroom, your legs around his hips, his hard cock giving you a perfect reminder of how much he missed you, how much he needed you
Ryosuke wasted no time, he was beyond needy at this point, barely even getting his boxers down his legs and not even bothering to take your pants and panties all the way down before he pushed and bent you over the edge of the bed
"Fucking wet. Does me being angry and treating you like this turn you on?" You give him a small nod, your cheeks heating up a little but seeing no reason to lie to him, he's your boyfriend after all, "I hope you know that once I start I'm not stopping until I see that pussyhole overflowing with cum."
The deep tone of his voice, and what he was promising you made you shudder with expectation
There was a dark chuckle behind you as he rubbed the tip of his cock along your entrance, "I see your cunt wants it too. Missed my cock did you? Don't worry I'm here now, I'm here to take care of this pretty little cunt." His thrusts was nothing like before, all passion, fire, need, raw force, like you've seen him exude in his games, "Now that I can't play anymore I'm gonna need something else to direct all this energy towards. And I think I just found it. You'll take it won't you love?"
Oh. Oh you would. You will. You'll do anything he wants if this is the pleasure you'd experience for it. He'd never fucked you like this before.
"Your cunt's already giving me your answer. But I want to hear you say it too." His hand pushed your head down and he leaned over, one leg on the edge of the bed, the new angle making him go in even deeper, his length slamming into you so hard your hips jerked forward with every thrust
Unable to keep the sheer feeling of pleasure out of your voice you did your best to at least stop moaning long enough to tell him that it was okay, he could use you for stress relief when ever he wanted
"Thank you." He pressed hot kisses over your shoulder, "I love you babe. So damn much you don't even know. Screw everything. Every single one of those fucking losers, I'm the real winner. You know why? Because I have you. You love me. I'm lucky to have you. I promise I won't give up, I'll make you happy I swear. So please, please bear with me."
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insideliascrazyhead · 9 months
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Oya High Headcanons 2
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Fujio:
-has no secrets from his mom whatsoever Miki Hanaoka knows everything.
-when one doesn´t show up to Oya High he searches them and „stumbles into them“ to check on them
-cookie dough lover
-totally a roses kinda guy
-has a sneaky tattoo hidden somewhere
-unintentionally hilarious
-himbo energy in the sweetest way possible
-sucker for the worst sugary sweet romance movies
-future barkeeper in the making
-can´t handle horror movies
-would totally be a unintentional insta model
-so sweet as if sugar is a damn person and you wait for the red flag but there ain´t one red flag
-is totally a happy crier
-heavily encourages in them showing up at Oya High even on vaccation-drops into the other schools for visits whenever he feels like it after he force adopted them into his found family and behaves like he lives there and no one would kick him out anyways
-befriends every adorable animal out there and names them too
Tsukasa:
-petty revenge kinda guy
-ice cream enthusiast
-he and Yasushi  have some petty shit that happened in their childhood or early teens and that´s why they have that kinda relationship with each other
-they also lived nearest to each other and through thin walls,Tsukasa learned a lot about Yasushi that the other doesn´t want anyone to know with his shitty homelife so he treats Tsukasa the way he does to keep him at distance
-manga enthusiast
-wants to travel the world
-now deadly afraid of heights
-probably plays the piano
-is a great cook but to lazy to do so  
-will have a self discovering phase latest point in university  
-will one day punch Amagai straight to the face when he least expects it and call him a dickhead  
-fanfic reader
Yasushi:
-adrenaline junkie
-will get back up in each fight unless unconciouss.breaks his ribs?!Oi Tsukasa!How many ribs does a human have?!12!Great 11 more to go then.
-rather dies than speak about his emotional state which resambles a dumbster that´s on fire and someone stored fireworks in said dumbster
-he will get a shit ton of tattoos,piercings when he´s older
-Yasushi would be a tattoo artist,piercer or anything in body modification where he get´s paid to create pain in the future
-this man is the definition getting a hug and will exclaim what is that?!affection.Ew disgusting!Do it again.But Kiyoshi only and selected people only.
-crazily forgetfull,Kiyoshi at 2 am at some grocery store?forgotten.                        No ones able to reach him?His phone´s lying in the fridge or in a fruit bowel.UNDER the fruits.No idea how it got there.
-shoul´ve been a leash kit but wasn´t
-says he has no fear but actually just doesn´t stop and think if fear would be reasonable right now
-Hyuga would upon meeting yasushi try to adopt him.
-bites people for sure until it draws blood
-so heavily codependant on Kiyoshi that his biggest fear is Kiyoshi getting sick of him and leaving him
-when he´s angry he crashes a whole ass room
-will go to jail for a short time eventually
-i also believe his headinjury left some kinda damadge
-highest metabolism seen to mankind
-uses Playboy deodorant and parfum each and every day and randomly mixxes them
-hates kids
-wanted to be a rockstar once
Kiyoshi:
-wearing colorful hawaii shirts on a regualr base in whatever occasion because he literally own nothing else then those.
-probably uses Axe body spray not gonna lie
-mommy issues
-Yasushi is the number one test object for any future beautician shit he´s gotta learn
-he and Yasushi drunkenly made out once
-horrible dancer,broke someones nose during dancing once
-loves electro music where Yasushi complains that he would only hear the rythm in that shit when he pops a few colorful pills which also clashes badly with Yasushis love for death metal
-when Yasushi had his head injury,Kiyoshi woke him up religiously to check on him,and first Yasushi thought it´s hilarious then threatened to knock Kiyoshi out later on what still didn´t stop him.
-he and Yasushi behave domestic as fuck outside of Oya but in their own crazy way they´re gonna live together one day for sure
-once colored Yasushi´s hair accidentally neon green instead of blonde
-mega petty prank wars with Yasushi
-faints at the sight of needles
Todoroki:
-encourages heavily in revenge.always get your revenge kids.
-still collects photographs occasionally of his victims
-camping trips to fish with Odajima
-has a feral inner chaos gremlin he let´s out in form of instigating little petty fights around Oya
-petty as fuck and he forgives but never forgets -mint chochlate chip ice cream enthusiast
-hella protective of Shibaman and Tsuji not that he´s gonna tell anyone oh and now he threw Odajima into the mix too.
-speaks at least 3 languages
-kinda rich
Shibaman:
-Shibaman´s sister adopted Tsuji by now and Todoroki adopted her
-his sister?Just like Fujio´s mom knows everything about everyone and otherwise
-he rants to her when they cook together  
-absent parents
-his sister is crazily overprotective and he needed to stop her from „teaching that Amagai brat manners of respect in fighting“
-she also normally patches him and Tsuji up after fights
-he and Tsuji normally stay at Shibamans
-future nightclub owner Haitani style
-not nearly as grumpy as he seems,instead he gives kinda cinnamon roll vibes
Tsuji:
-festival and concert lover,where he obviously with goes with Shibaman
-their and the Yasu-kiyo faction are not allowed to accept dares cause no idea of personal safety and well being
-future DJ in Shibaman´s nightclub
-crazy chaotic
-the grumpy one out of the two of them instead
-they´re also hella protective over Todoroki and each other
Nakaoka:
-doesn´t like instects at all and screams if they land on him
-loves fast and tuned cars
-doodles everywhere
-loves comedy
-doesn´t like kids
-can´t handle spices whatsoever
Nakagoshi:
-pranksters
-likes to paint
-into books and poetry
-loves extra spicey food
-playboy and everyone wants to know why he is so great with chicks
-it´s because he treats them like humans and not aliens
-can play the guitar
Jamuo:
-will be a comic artist or in video game design -he can fight decently                                                                                            -hella proud of bitch slapping Yasushi  
-literally lives of caffeine
-contains a little feral gremlin energy
-probably read some psychology books
-still flinches whenever he´s alone with Yasushi and he´s well...Yasushi
-sleeps with a knife under his pillow
-so sarcastic it physically hurts
-gonna be married first 
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all444miles · 10 months
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songs that remind me of atsv characters! (series)
summary: just me saying what artists atsv characters would listen to, songs by said artists that js scream "(character)", albums, and lyrics that just make it make sense, yk?
warnings: pretty small spoilers, i suggest you watch the movie before reading this, of course!
a/n: i'm not proofreading this, so there might be some spelling mistakes. sorry if you see any, but enjoy! i also don't expect this to blow up, but reblogs r appreciated! (i will make a pt.2 if this gets enough attention, btw)
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miles morales (1610)
miles to me seems like a future, frank ocean, kendrick lamar, steve lacy, PARTYNEXTDOOR, brent faiyaz/sonder and a lil sza, cuz lets be fr, its sza, kinda guy. he's the kinda guy to love music for the meaning, as long as its got a good beat to it. now, song wise?
solo by future, for sure. you can just listen to it and be like "yeah, thats miles." especially the lyrics, "i been solo now, i've been goin solo now". reminds me when he says "nah, ima do my own thing" in the movie.
her way by partynextdoor. this song feels like a song he'd play while he's drawing (coughs, drawing gwen for the 70th time) the lyrics, "She wasn't on a roll, now she roll with a winner" reminds me of gwen n miles cuz at first, when they met, it was kind of just the two of em, but now she's out with the spider society (well, she was) with hobie and patvir, "rollin with winners."
miles + brent faiyaz = perfection. needed portrays miles when he finds out about his friends' betrayal perfectly. "you and your friends, rammed my name to the ground." makes you think about the scene where he realises they knew what would happen to his father all along.
infrunami by steve lacy. ive seen this on tiktok too many dayum times not to include it lmaoo gwen and miles. every word of that song screams gwen and miles, but esp "can you come back to me? cuz I was blind to see that you were right infront of me." just remember that scene where miles was upside down infront of gwen and moved closer to kiss her but didnt cuz he was invisible? yeah, those exact lyrics match that exact moment and we ALL know it!
Let 'em know by bryson tiller. Ian even gonna go into the details but we all know why. "mf im him" (miles is him and always will be fr)
long time - intro by playboi carti. i also will try not to go tm into details but "i aint felt like this in a long time, i aint had shit in a long time" cuz miles hasn't had that "its me, myself and i (corny ik)" kind of vibe in a while. and "i'd rather die before i come in last" but think of it in a sense than he'd rather die than stand back and let his dad pass.
this is how it feels by d4vd and laufey. no explanation needed (ive js been talking tm), gwen and miles and their relationship
open arms by sza! i also think this song really reminds me of gwen and miles but miles' character overall, yk? gwen and miles primarily because "i gotta let you go i must, you're the only one that's holding me down." that "goodbye gwen", the look on his face while he says it and those lyrics make alot of sense together.
and yk what? loveeeeee song by rihanna, cuz why not.
i'm not gonna go too much into details with this so album wise:
sonder son by brent faiyaz
sos (slightly) by sza
starboy and after hours by the weeknd
DAMN. by kendrick lamar
petals to thorns by d4vd
call me if you get lost by tyler, the creator
her loss (coughs, spin bout U) by drake
a/n 2: and, thats all! i hope y'all enjoyed these hcs and found them accurate, as i said ill make a pt2 if this gets enough recognition! see ya'll soon <3
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©all444miles 2023
- likes, comments, asks, n reblogs are rlly appreciated ! <3
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therentyoupay · 1 year
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Hi, I was just wondering if technical difficulties is abandoned?
I hope you’re doing well!
*drops in after 5 years and 4 months with a technical difficulties chapter update*
*disappears*
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cover art made by @angel-gidget ♡
03/08/23. HELLO, HELLO, HELLO, ALL, LONG LONG LONG TIME, NO SEE. ♡ Can you believe it? When I first published this story (first to tumblr, then to ao3), I had just moved to Japan! When I posted ch. 7, I was still living in Japan, and would stay there for another 7ish months... and in the 5 years and 4 months since posting the last chapter, I have moved to three different cities in the United States and started a Ph.D. program. (I am currently halfway through my PhD program!!!!!) What a wild ride. Also, we lived through the pandemic?! And I bought a house! Over the summer! The market was vicious.
So, then how did I get the inspiration/time/energy/motivation to write Ch. 8, you ask? Marvelous question. I lied down in bed last night to go to sleep "early" and ended up reading an utterly hilarious play-by-play commentary on Bad Books, Good Times of a popular fantasy novel series—and I'm not quite sure what it was about "poorly written books explained by hilariously clever book lovers" but I suddenly had a craving for fanfiction, so I opened up my Books app on my phone, and my eyes fell upon a sudden recommendation for my downloaded copy of technical difficulties. And I thought, "Am I suddenly and weirdly in the mood to jot down some notes to start Ch. 7 right now? By golly, I think I am."
4.5 hours later, I'd written the whole damn thing from scratch on my phone in my Notes app. (Messily! Half-assed! But I wrote all of it down!) I then spent another 6.5 hours today filling in the gaps and "editing." This chapter (and the one that will follow it) has been in my head for more than half a decade, but I just haven't had the space to get it out until now!!
I think one of the most beautiful parts of getting a PhD is how completely it blows your perfectionism tendencies utterly to bits, and one of the really interesting byproducts that has come up in my acdemic writing is just how quickly I can crank out decent-enough writing (skill-building!!). In my case, I think so much of it has to do with just being able to word vomit fairly well while not trying to fix anything until the whole damn thing is basically done. So, I applied that knowledge here! Behold!
This isn't to say that I'll be writing the final chapter anytime soon—I may be on spring break right now and may have had a stroke of Writing Inspiration in the Wild™ last night, but I'm still finishing my last semester of classes and learning advanced Python and working on my milestone paper for my doctoral program and preparing to present at my next conference in June and preparing my proposal for my dissertation next fall. BUT! The important thing is that I will post the last chapter of this story (and all my other stories)! Eventually!! ;)
No BETA for this chapter because I gotta THROW this out onto the internet and get back to coding, so bear with! I may do minor edits for it in the near or distant future. Also, please note that I have not watched any episodes of Miraculous Ladybug after the finale of Season 1, so this fic is very much a ~time capsule~ from the past. If there is any additional lore that might otherwise apply to the plot of this fic, please know that I don't know about it, and I am keeping myself selectively ignorant on all matters of Miraculous Ladybug season 2 and beyond until after I finish this story the way I originally intended. ♡ Woo!
as for, tumblr, sadly, to be honest, I'm never really online anymore! I'll respond to comments here on ao3 ASAP, though. ♡ LOVE YOU ALL, THANK YOU. ♡♡♡
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qqueenofhades · 8 months
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Any predictions/wish list for the plot of Season 3 of Good Omens besides the obvious?
Things apart from the obvious (i.e. Ineffable Reunion + Proper Big Damn Kiss(es) + Happy Ever After in the South Downs Cottage) that I would like to see in GO season 3:
Proper clarification of just how much of an AU we were operating in during season 2, and how much it affected the plot. We know that at the end of s1, Adam rebooted reality into a universe where he had never been the Antichrist at all; did that have more serious knock-on effects or change past canon in a way we don't know, and was any of the weirdness of s2 plot/pacing/characterization attributable to that? Is the Book of Life actually a thing or just something Heaven made up to manipulate Aziraphale?
For example, we barely saw or heard from God OR Satan in s2, after they were a big part of s1; is this related to in-universe fuckery or something else?
Since Beelzebub has also left to Alpha Centauri or wherever they and Gabriel fucked off to at the end of s2, there's likewise a vacancy for Duke of Hell. Would I enjoy it if Crowley took over that role and tried to keep hell out of the Apocalypse Sequel, while also being driven mad by petty infernal HR dilemmas? Yes. Yes I would.
Basically, I think Supreme Archangel of Heaven Aziraphale (who doesn't really want to be there and doesn't want to take part in what he has to do, but thinks it's his duty to try to get heaven to do it Better/save humanity) vs. Duke of Hell Crowley (actively trying to stop the apocalypse/save humanity/get back to Aziraphale to inform him what an idiot he's being) has EXCELLENT dramatic/comedic potential, and I need it.
On that note, are we going to see Gabe and Beez again? After Aziraphale and Crowley helped them out in such a HUGE way, are they going to return the favor?
Aziraphale finally standing up to Heaven by himself, without Crowley's help, making an active CHOICE to reject them and what they teach and to prioritize his life on earth/personal happiness/love for Crowley.
I don't know if this will involve Aziraphale full-out Falling, which would also be juicy, but he's gotta have that existential conflict in some shape or form.
FERDINAND KINGSLEY AS JESUS. People mentioned it as a possibility, and I saw it at once and Perceived the Vision. Plus it makes total sense. We know that Neil loves to cast the same actors in multiple NGCU properties; Ferdinand has actually played Jesus before; WE WOULD ALL OBVIOUSLY ENJOY IT FOR MANY REASONS. It would also make any future Sandman/Good Omens crossovers ESPECIALLY hilarious.
Hob, Catholic medieval peasant: OKAY JESUS IS WHO NOW.
Anyway. I need it.
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lokisivy · 9 months
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King Of My Heart - Eddie Munson
(Part 2)
Warnings: sexual content, dark Eddie, Henderson reader.
Sitting in English Class, my body is here, but my mind is the closet with Eddie.
I can feel him on my lips, neck his hands roaming through my body, one of his hands groping my boobs a firm griping my waist. motherfucker got me on chokehold.
"Your so fucking hot." He said  in between kisses  grip getting tighter on my waist.
"Eddie," I moan, catching my breath, his lips on my neck sucking biting. His hand snuck to my skirt, brushing his fingers through my thighs. Slowly going up to my clothed heat. I moan a little too loud.
"You like that, Huh?" He stated more than asked, smirking
"Mhm" you nodded rapidly--
"Miss Henderson would you like to join us?" My teacher intruprted My daydream
"Sorry Sir its just an event full day." You smiled looking at Eddie he winked at me.
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"Robin I'm not gonna have sex with Eddie it was just  build up tension and we got it out of the way yesterday." I said biting the waffle on my fork.
We are having lunch at a diner we do them every Tuesdays.
"You can't think that was it you have liked him since last year and he is super nice to you and he isn't nice to anyone." She said excitedly.
"Robin, he isn't stable with a future. I can't risk being with someone selling drugs for living. Besides, I'm better off on my own."  You said sipping coffee
"You were the one eyeing him and he was eyeing you back all the time so live a little fuck him a couple times and break up before graduation." She said biting on her burger.
"What if he is too good and I can't let him go I mean he fingered me and he knew what he was doing." You said
"Ew ew ew don't tell me that just fuck around nothing serious." She said cringing.
"Give me that." She gives me the burger in her hand. I take a bit damn that's really good.
"This actually good." I tell Robin.
"I know now give it back I gotta get to work in a bit." She said.
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The drive home was peace full I dropped off Robin at the store, and now I'm on my way home.
Maybe Robin is right. Maybe this doesn't have to be serious, just casual no labels, no king of my heart, bulshit.
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yuckyfucky · 8 months
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⋆。゚(??????? // ?????????) 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.𝖿𝗍.𝐄𝐋𝐋𝚰𝐄 𝐖𝚰𝐋𝐋𝚰𝐀𝐌𝐒 remix
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author’s scribbles: my s!lly as$ was in an incredibly s!lly mood. i wanna laughᵎᵎ i wanna have fun, a bch can hardly sit stillᵎᵎ
summary: ♡ ellie goes out on a date with friend ♡
uhhh w⚠︎rnings(??)..mm 2 b aware of..(???): honestly self insert, alllll oc’s r blk(coded) ☆, a lvl of unserious-ness, these bchs r str8 (no) up CLOWNS, “cuz u gay n’ stuff,” fwb 2 lovers, fluff + suggestive, not proofread @ all (SAWRY), loosely based on a story i have in mind, i have a visionᵎᵎ
l: v (very), wld (would), 2 (to), cld (could), bk (back), @ (at), nvr (never), 4 (for) // my slang is jus foolishness buh i can’t stop! update: im reading this thinking..damn this might give y’all a HEADACHE geezus, lemme make it make sense a bit fr 😭💀
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✎ “come.on. there’s gotta be fucking something..SOMETHING!” the last time ellie went shopping was almost half a yr ago. she wore her shit til the seams unraveled
✎ cue 2 a night when she tried 2 send an “accidentally on purpose” thirst trap but the second she pulled @ her shirt 2 flash a lil sumthin’, it came undone by the sides she still sent a pic
✎ wearing SCRAPS 4 clothing @ this point. “fffuuuuUUUUCCC—!” just a mess!
✎ n’ her excuse reasoning 4 STILL not going 2 damn store despite actually looking very forward 2 her night-out “it was in the spur of the moment!” (sheee literally had three whole days 2 go buh was all heart eyes n’ wobbly knees simply bcuz she had finally asked. oh, n’ bcuz her date said “yes,” obvi ♡)
✎ her hands shuffled robotically in front of her face before settling them on the back of her neck. terrible, TERRIBLE tics; she knew better than 2 bite @ her fingers
✎ especially after oc had made a comment that if she didn’t stop she’d end up with “frog fingers.” completely brushing over the countless vids of ppl they’ve seen wound up in the hospital bcuz of that that n’ a few other ridiculous warnings were thrown @ ellie if she didn’t want 2 end up accidentally leaving herself disfigured in the later future
✎ lightly being scared—or as she would call it, “bullied” out of her bad nervous habits
< from: my silly rabbit💋💋 > (tots didn’t personally put that in as their contact 030)
nobody:
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✎ but it was working. her lips also recovering from the excessive biting and lack of lip balm
LOL&;$:8:8.&IMFKNGONE ↴
✎ disgustingly dragging/typing out their laughter 4 emphasis on how funny they thought sumthin’ was, ranging from pure gibberish or (a personal fave) “AAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA” 4 obnoxiousness
✎ oc was as silly as they come: nvr failing 2 make an interrobang form above ellie’s head or getting a smile out of her
1) from a fucksesh that lasted nearly 3hrs, the both of them clocked out almost immediately right after. tho ellie’s slumber was cut short when she heard giggling in the middle of night. going thru emotions of confusion 2 anxiousness then annoyance n’ fearfulness. it was that she was being robbed or her place was haunted, n’ who tf had the time 4 either?? she leaned over, ready 2 shake oc awake n’ grab a bat she kept neatly stashed from underneath her bed buh paused when she saw them comfortably asleep with a fkn smile on their face. another giggle escaping their lips before they unconsciously stuffed their hand into their underwear
2) ellie could practically see the gears turning in their head from her peripheral. cocking their head 2 the side while they noisily slurped down a sweet tea they had gotten earlier from a lil donut shop right off of campus. a mischievous twinkle in their eyes. “..ellie,” they started ooh so casually “you know how to dance?” she squinted her eyes before rolling them. failing 2 suppress a smile which only grew bigger when oc surpassed hers with a cheshire-like grin “…no.” “So if I throw ass, how you gonna catch it?”
✎ dina shared that ellie was only working herself up. especially considering that they’d b out n’ around in such (inconsistent) humid + hot weather. with a pat on her shoulder n’ a “you’ll figure it out” 4 extra support, along with a promise to take her shopping next week. n’ ellie did. same way she let out a sigh of relief when she figured out which carnival 2 go 2 instead. this one being 30mins away. ellie didn’t want them to cross any paths with old habits. it was lowkey much 4 her that she still went 2 the same university
✎ oki, now ellie wasn’t exaaactly a player persay. tho she did happen 2 get around..often.. (unintentionally) leaving behind a lil more than a handful of broken hearts affiliated with either jesse or dina having 2 suffer n’ fend off awkward run-ins from “have you seen Ellie”’s. playing confused like they don’t practically live with her not like that’s their business anyway. blowing em’ off wit a neck scratch n’ a tired “she’s in jackson for the next two weeks.” followed up by a ray of annoyed texts sent her way: bro, call them already! x next time im giving them the keys to ur room buh-buh ntm on her! she’s a changed person now!
✎ tho she did met oc @ a time despite claiming she was done with hookups, happily welcomed them into her life with open arms, and open legs and an open mouth. but it was a treat 4 herself! had absolutely no expectations other than a lil summer fling @ best buh overtime she found herself wanting them 2 stay a lil longer (tho it took her awhile 2 admit it)
✎ she crossed her fingers n’ hoped, damn near got on her knees n’ PRAYED that they didn’t know about her promiscuities. like she didn’t spend her first 2yrs n’ sum change walking round campus with “community strap” practically stamped on her forehead—like that wasn’t exactly how n’ y they even met! (womp womp)
✎ ◁◁: oc knew of ellie best from a conversation they shamelessly eavesdropped on during composition. a girl n’ assumingely a fren, were trying 2 ever so quietly (buh failing) 2 talk about her. her n’ another one apparently. called them a “cock carousel,” tho admittedly confessing she’d like 2 get on that ride all dreamily. it made them curious
✎ damn her hypnotic green orbs n’ those scruffy ass shoes!
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✎ dina ain’t give a shit fr lol. FINALLY an opportunity 2 give ellie a lil makeover after all those years she turned her down when they were younger, cuz apparently she was jus too cool 4 that shi n’ dina was willing 2 take whatever she cld get. ellie knew it was coming too
✎ “you know—“ “no.” “..?..you don’t even—“ “no.” “why are saying ‘no’, you don’t even—“ “no.” “you didn’t even—” “no!” “fine, be late to your date!”
✎ either ellie wasted more time tryna puzzle piece whatever was left of her wardrobe n’ b late or her clothes would come apart before she even left the damn house, making her even more late
✎ she knew she gave herself the short end of the stick. ellie didn’t even have 2 utter a “yes.” dina was already down the hall happily humming 2 herself, that deep exasperated sigh of defeat from ellie was more than enough. she could hear the clatter of doors opening. it’ll just have 2 do
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“Okay, look up again real quick!” “Oou put this on ‘nstead!” “Lemme add another strip!” Excited squeals circled the living room. I stood tall and balanced on the foot stool. Theatrically posing like a Zara Model (a.k.a unserious). I basked in my friends buzzing energy like a damn mannequin while they beautified me for my little adventure—oh! Sorry, DATE, of the night. Lightly..floating away.. back.. — .t
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a late convo in the middle of July.
< from: ew!..♡ >
then the beeeest fucking part
ending the night with elephant ears
or funnel-cake
u know, something like that
“Something like that..” I read her text aloud to myself. Geeked up in bed like she was a high-school crush: a finger pinched between my teeth and feet kicked up into the air. This was serious!
I motioned my hand in slow circles as I watched the three dot speech bubble appear then disappear for the next minute.
Mhmm..Oki!..Oki!
Then two.
..Oki!..Oki!…….Oki? My smile faltered and I stopped my movements.
It’s been five minutes.
I lulled my head to side and scoffed. My dazed smile turned agape.
< to: ew!..♡ >
…..i know this ain’t ur way of asking me out
ellie😭
i was working my up to it!
talking bout something like that
b a fkn lady!
damn! i won’t ask then!
ooooomfg, i was jus playing
it was funny.LAUGH!!!
elliiiieeeugh
We started spamming each other. Her pretending to be chicken shit while I demanded for an official proposal. I loved, fuckin’ DESERVED to be courted dammit!
fine! sorry!
..[redacted]
uuuugh
???
do u NOT want 2 take me out or sumthin?!?
bro, STOP
just let me do my thing!
“Just let me do my thing!” I mocked.
“Hmph!,” I let out a squeak as I hugged squeezed the shit out of my pillow. Growing silent while I waited. My heart racing.
can u go out with me?
What the..? I deadpanned and kissed my teeth.
i mean…..ig i CAN
u know, since that’s wha ur asking me
Giggling myself, I imagined her combing a hand through her hair while yelling out “oooooooh my gooooooo—!” I don’t care! This isn’t middle school!
toooots not w8g 2 b swept up off of my feet by prince charming or sumthin..
I dramatically pouted into the phone. Just sitting here! Waiting and waiting aaaanD WAIT—
O’ [redacted], O’ [redacted], wouldst thee liketh to wend out on a date with me to the
fuck it
carnival this saturday at 7??
Oh how dramatic!
WOAH?!
not even a “let down your hair” remix?? u went deep into the wenches wit it. u sure u nvr been 2 a renaissance fair b4🤨 bet they had ur freaky ass greet ppl by the s🚫x dungeons
u got that shi str8 from google anyway!!
Immediately a speech bubble popped up.
LOL
STOP, JUS LEMME HAVE A LAUGH OMGG
EHEM, EHEM!!
i wouldst v’ry much like—th..uhh that
^-^
and u said I got my shit from google
took u 10mins just to look something up and put together that scrambled egg of a sentence
lmaooo
ANYWAYS!!
@ 7
T’is a date!
it’s a date
:)
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☾ ˚₊‧꒰ა It’s a date! It’s a date! ໒꒱ ‧₊˚  .   
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˚ . I threw my phone onto the bed and screamed into the pillow. Excitedly kicking my legs. ⋆ ⠀   ⠀. 
  ˚    , “Wait, oh my gosh!”—I grabbed back my phone—“I gotta tell the others. Imma need help with this!” .
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< to: we r lightskin, n’ we can help you >
guess who’s goin on a date with a certain sum1 2 the carnival this Saturday, @ 7??!
I laid sprawled out. Waiting for my phone to blow up—bzzt! bzzt!.. BZZTBZZTBZZTBZZTBZZT! Oh, never mind.
What will we even do? Oki, I mean..yeah! It’s the literally the fair. Just get up on a damn ride, ‘woohoo’ n’ whatever, but like..it’s been a little minute since I’ve went out-out…especially on a date.
My smile fell and settled into a deep frown.
What if I embarrass myself? What if I don’t even get to do that? . What if she flakes out last minute? Or worse! What if—
“BOOOOORRRIIING!” I yelled. Wiping my face to swipe all of that negativity into the trash.
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     .    “It’s a date,” I reassured myself. Lightly brushing my fingertips over my lips. That dopey smile making its way back on my face. “It’s a date.” ⠀✦
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✎ the house stood still. then came the hushed shrieks
✎ oc was suddenly pulled into a whirlpool of 21 questions n’ inspection: “text—no, CALL me when you guys get there! and give me updates every four hours.” “do you have your keys? what about your lipgloss?” “ur location still on?” their friend, brandy, patted n’ smoothed down the crop top she had picked out 4 them 2 wear (along with some shorts). “okay..okay..” reassuringly murmuring more 2 herself than them. making sure the 10 strips of boob tape was wrapped securely (they REFUSED 2 wear a bra again!..unless it was rly cute ofc)
✎ n’ right before they knew it , n’ could answer a damn question, they were shoved out the house with a slam behind them
✎ staring @ the puzzled freckled faced girl (who quickly collected themselves from tripping up the steps from the porch n’ almost crushing the gifts she had bought them)
✎ she was dressed in a plain black wife beater top, dark green lounge shorts n’ those damn converses. she scrunched up her face n’ scoffed @ nearly everything dina originally had picked out. hyping herself up in the bathroom “damn i look good” while dina stared @ her thru the mirror bored n’ rolled her eyes before walking away
✎ does that shit where she uses her spit 2 slick her eyebrows instead of buying eyebrow gel
✎ all of that just 4 her 2 hide in her car 4 almost 10mins outside of oc’s place bcuz she was doubtful n’ regretting her outfit choice
✎ oc ooooobviously thought she looked hot af (regardless/always) ♡
✎ “oh uh, sorry about that. my friends are uh..” oc’s hands flailed around as they tried 2 collect their words. pointing n’ looking back towards the front door, but paused when they didn’t see any light from the other side of the peephole. “the fuck..?” were they..seriously watching them?! looking 2 the window, immediately the curtains shuffled bk. NOSEY PERVERTED AS—
✎“like that isn’t you..” ellie let out a chuckle from behind them. “here.” she handed them an overly stuffed gift basket full of pop up confetti cards, candy n’ sum other things. knowing how much they love 2 b spoiled with all the lil silly things that makes their world go round. beaming like a child on halloween night
✎ ▷▷: engulfed by the shrill screams of kids n’ the aroma of overly sweetened treats in the air battling the occasional MUSK from ppl that refused 2 wear/carry deodorant. the two of them spent the first half an hr pushing thru the crowd 2 find one of those expensive air sprayed shirt displays. bought sets of two: coordinating n’ individuals. oc settled picked a stencil 4 their shirt 2 say heaven sent in bubble font with a hot babe on the side where ellie’s said hell bound in block font with a big headed styled chibi drawing of her
✎ individuals: oc’s got a bunny blowing hubba bubba n’ ellie’s was of the moon of course (she’s never taking it off btw)
✎ oc tots failed 2 b keep their frens posted buh @ least they turned on their location. it counts 4 sumthin!
✎ oc has a major sweettooth: practically inhaled a diabolical sugar rush of strawberry milkshake topped with giant lollipops, cotton candy, sprinkles n’ gummy bears. ellie felt sick jus looking @ it. they were getting caramel popcorn next
✎ all the rides were old n’ rusty as hell. went on the lil spooky merry go-round n’ not even a jump scare or sum flashing lights, jus riding in the dark 💀 wasted 3tickets 4 that shi
✎ they shared a liking 2 fast, spinning rides. jus another n’ a much more fun excuse 2 b up against each other (…in public)
✎ not silly, jus a menace: “put ur foot here” ellie bent down 2 show oc a cool trick, “now lift,” already walking away. pleased n’ laughing 2 herself. “UUUUGH!” leaving behind oc 2 grimace @ the glob of gum stuck beneath their shoe. yeah, cuz that’ll show em’ 4 putting a fkn ZIP TIE who tf just carry’s those??! on ellie’s car handle attached 2 a shopping cart 2 beat her in a (mini n’ SAFE) race back to her place
✎ “it was funny. laugh!” ellie mocked. circling oc as they pretended to b annoyed. “y’all hear sumthin?” literally jus talking 2 themselves, per usual. ellie kissed her teeth “such a baby, here I’ll make it up to you” she stride towards one of the many gaming booths where workers who looked like they had better things 2 do boringly resisted lines along “step right up…” (disappointingly looking nothing like nor holding the same enthusiasm like that one guy from that carnival video game) “which one you want?” oc pointed at a Kai-Lan plushie
✎ ooh, she cheated. it was either that or she was gonna (somehow) steal the plushie. the both of them coming 2 an agreeable justification: all the games were rigged
✎ hanging out 4 a bit, ellie ate two corndogs n’ oc stuffed their face full of fries (that were no different—literally bought from the grocery store, not they cared anyways. their argument being “it’s tastes better!”) while they complained n’ expressed their delight 4 the “architecture” of fairs. rambling on n’ on about how lame most places r now 4 taking down all the weird whacky shi: the giant objects on the walls @ in malls 4 advertisement, the fake homes above the deli/vegetable section in grocery stores, fuckin’ fast food restaurants n’ movies theaters losing wha made them movie theaters in the first place. “whyyy do i have to drive out of the state just to find a movie theater that still uses mothafuckin’ cutouts?!” all the things that made life a little more enjoyable. “look, look!!” holding up their phone 2 ellie’s face “i know what im talking about!!”
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✎ completely bypassed the ferris wheel or a causal walk right after eating n’ excitedly got in line 2 the fkn GRAVITRON🧍🏽‍♀️learned absolutely NOTHING from the last time they went 2 the fair n’ ate a shit ton of food before going on a ride. literally has it set as a “rule” in their notes app
✎“shit, i think im gonna—“ ellie held her hand against her stomach as she hunched over the exit railing, covering her mouth. “im walking away from you” oc hurried down the ramp “you better not! stop!!” screaming @ ellie as she chased them around acting as if she was gonna vomit on them
✎ she actually did puke. making a frantic beeline to the bathrooms. oc gave them the french fry bucket they were gonna keep as a souvenir , incase she felt nauseous again buh the toilet wasn’t close by. they’ll jus get another one before they leave
✎ eventually the musky crowd dispersed, children’s screams were replaced by light squeals n’ the pitter patter of shoes against the grass mixed with unintelligible conversations
✎ the two of them made their way towards the back of the fair. headed str8 4 the funhouse that was freakishly empty. the glow from the red lights created a spooky ambiance. just walked right in cuz whoever was supposed 2 stand outside was nowhere 2 b found
✎ “this kinda reminds me of this music video..ca—mm..don’t know a lick of belig..em??..belginguam??” “Are you serious..” “Wait hush, hush, HUSH! uhh..belgium—YEAH, belgium!!”
✎ they started shuffling their body awkwardly, trying 2 replicate the dances in the mv. “lemme stop before something actually happens” it was supposed 2 b like a ritual/possession
✎ “uh uh, back up!” “what i thought you liked me?” ellie corned them tryna get a kiss. “yeah once u brushed n’ rinsed out your mouth! im not kissing no—stop, get off of me, FREAK!” they giggled. pushing her out of the way n’ running back outside
✎ ellie’s ego was satiated from showing off her gaming skills at a mini arcade (since when did they have those??), adding another plushy to the mountain oc was carrying beside her. tho their mood was a bit sour bcuz the photo-booth was out of order , all those pinterest reference photos they were so ready 2 recreate
✎ greedy as$ bought more fries, a burger n’ two extra corndogs. choosing 2 believe the money was being well spent . no real care 4 cost effectiveness , “it made me happy that’s all that matters!!”
✎ n’ ofc, ended the night wit elephant ears AND funnel cake ♡ (n oc’s phone blowing up 4 not giving the dets 2 their nosey frens)
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damn that ending was FLAT!! lol 😭😭 tell me if i used hcs properly tho , literally jus told a whole story thru it cuz i couldn’t do it the other way (yet). was fighting 4 my life fr // thanks lot 2: [ @s-4pphics n’ @seattlesellie ] 4 encouraging me 2 write ^-^
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bloodripleygal · 1 year
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okay uh maybe sami and reader being like bffs and stuff and bloodline being jealous of sami and wanting to have readers attention?
I did my best lol!
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Jealous Pack
SFW! 18+!
Jealous! Bloodline x Fem Reader
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Y/N went backstage after another successful match against Liv Morgan. She put up a fight tonight. Y/N groaned tired from it soon hearing a familiar voice. “That was an awesome match tonight future women’s champ of smackdown!!” Sami, the honorary uce, and her sweet hyper man came by. “Thank you Sami!” She hugged him smiling wide. Y/N heard a voice clear seeing Jimmy, Jey and Solo behind him. “Oh! Hey Boys!” She smiled letting Sami go and going to them. “Damn we want a hug too.” Solo said pouting. She giggled at them wanting hugs not noticing they were giving Sami evil eyes. “Roman also wants you in the lounge.” Sami said and Y/N got looked at them nodding.
“Sami can you come with?” Y/N asked, Sami has always been a great friend to her. The twins and Solo looked at her. “Um mamas you want us there too?” Jey asked. Y/N blinked and shook her head no grabbing Sami and going to the office. “Can I kill him now!?” Jey asked when they were out of sight. “I’m thinking about it still.” Jimmy said sighing. Sami gulped slightly hearing it. “Don’t worry about them Sami, you’re like my bestie. I don’t know why they are so jealous.” Y/N sighed she didn’t want Sami to get hurt. They made it to the lounge and she knocked on the door silly like.
“Come on in cutie.” Roman smiled as Paul opened the door. Y/N smiled skipping in and landing in Roman’s lap. Sami slipped in and Paul rolled his eyes. “Hi Sami.” Roman greeted and tickled Y/N. “You did awesome tonight. I’m so proud of you baby.” He praised. “You so close of getting that match for the belt.” Her eye lit up in hope. “Then I’ll get golds like all my babies!” She squealed excited high fiving Sami. “How about we celebrate tonight?” He smiles. “Oh I’m sorry Rommie. I can’t…” he blinked having a questioned look. “Can I ask why?” She smiled. “Me and Sami were gonna go to the arcade again. He gotta pay for my tickets.” Sami nodded while Roman looked at him. “Oh ok I’m just don’t be long ok?” He kissed her forehead and she grabbed her bags from the corner. “Oh I got em!” Same smiles getting the bags from her and going to the door talking. She moved him out the way as she opened the door, the usos and solo were ease dropping. They fell through the doorframe and groaned pushing each other off.
Y/N rolled her eyes saying bye and same followed behind her. “I hate him so much.” Jey mumbled. “Another arcade night uce?” Jimmy asked Roman as he sighed. “Guys, why is Sami so damn nice to what’s ours anyway?” Solo asked still trying to catch up. “I’m not sure but this shit gotta stop soon.” Jey growled. “Guys he’s just being a good friend to her that’s it.” Roman said as he felt like they were overreacting. “Roman, you know that boba place you like to take her and you only?” Roman looked at them. “He didn’t…” Jey smirked as he got angry.
As it hit 2 o’clock, and back at the house, Y/N smiled going in giggling. Sami waves her bye as he is dropping her off and she closed the front door. The lights came on and she turned around. All of them were right behind her either half sleep or irritated staying up waiting for her. “Mamas…it’s 2 in the morning.” Jimmy said. “Yea me and Sami had fun.” She shrugged and she was stopped by Roman. “Baby…do you have something to tell us?” Roman said making Y/N blushed. “No…?” She was confused slightly. “Why are you spending so much damn time with Sami?!” Jey asked. “He’s my best friend! Why are y’all getting mad!?” Y/N asked getting in jey’s face not afraid. “Baby we just want answers is all…” Jimmy asked pushing Jey back. “You want answers?! I gave you one!” She hissed and she started to walk upstairs. “And don’t come follow me. The door will be locked.” She said slamming the door. Jey sighed going to his room too. Solo stood there and saw the other give up. He went to her room and gave soft knocks on the door. “Solo?” Y/N asked and he knocked again. She opened the door and let him in.
After their talk, Y/N knocked on everyone’s door. “Everyone to the living room please.” She asked and walked down. Roman scratched his head sitting down last and looked at everyone who was half sleep or still upset. “Guys. I see that you are all Jealous of me hanging out with Sami. He might of rubbed y’all the wrong way with some spots too. And I’m sorry. I just enjoy is company. Doesn’t mean I hate y’all’s now.” She went to Jey and kissed his cheek hugging him. “I’m sorry Jey. I know you have been hating it the most.” She sighed and he hugged her back smiling. “I’m sorry mamas.” He said muffled head in her chest.
“We all are.” Jimmy said kissing her cheek. “We love you baby.” Roman said kissing her forehead. Solo smiled and got a kiss in too.
The Next Morning
“Guys! Sami asked us, yes all of us, do we want breakfast?” She smiled. “Shit I’ll take some free breakfast.” Jey said smiling and grabbing his shoes. Roman and Jimmy agreed and walked out too. Solo followed behind and Y/N hugged him giggling. “Thanks again Solo.” “Hey, you know I got you mamas.” He kissed her forehead and went to get the SUV. What he did was broke down what was happening, they all show jealousy in their own way. Lucky solo is the most chill one next to Roman. They got in the car going to enjoy their free breakfast.
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The Warrior Husbands of Tekken Season 1 Episode 2-After the Afterparty
Intro
Jin: I’m closing the door to the past, and lifting my eyes to the future
Hwoarang: I may have gone from student to master, but my blood will always run hot
Steve: I’m not cocky, I just have a lot of confidence in my abilities and my looks
Forrest: I swear that I’m way stronger and smarter than I look
Lars: I’ve chosen my path, as both a warrior and a family man
The Warrior Husbands of Tekken Episode 2
*Jin’s house*
*Jin gets up in nothing but his boxers, stretching out his back. FANSERVICE*
JIN
Jin: After what happened at Steve’s fight party, I have to be more careful. I really do love my wife, and not just love, I am sexually attracted to her. I don’t want to lose her. I just need to do what she says and establish boundaries with Xiao, and if she can’t accept that, then I have no choice but to cut her loose.
*Conflicted expression*
Mira: *Stirs awake* Hey baby, you, ok?
Jin: Yeah. I was just thinking a lot about what you said, and you’re right. I love you so much, and I love the family we’ve built. I don’t want to lose that. I’m going to set boundaries. I’ll text her right now.
[Jin: Xiao, I’m sorry, but I have to set boundaries. What we had was a long time ago. It kind of felt like you wore me down to make me want you at the time. I love my wife, and I love the family I’ve built with her. If you can’t respect that, then I can’t talk to you anymore.]
[Xiaoyu: Seriously? Did that bitch put you up to this!? You were MINE first!]
[Jin: No, and I’m not yours anymore. That’s over. Respect my wife, respect my marriage, or this friendship is over.]
[Xiaoyu: You really do love her?]
[Jin: Yes, of course I do, I married her, I had a child with her at the risk of my child having the Devil Gene. Of course, I love her. I hope to spend my life with her.]
[Xiaoyu: I see. I will stay away.]
Jin: She’s going to stay away, looks like our friendship is over. I asked her to respect you and our marriage or our friendship is over, and she chose to end it instead.
Mira: I’m sorry Jin. I know she was your friend and you have history, but things are different now.
Jin: I know, I just wish that she would have moved on from me, but I guess she couldn’t move on. *He leans over and kisses her* I love you…
Mira: I love you, too.
*Forrest’s house*
FORREST
Forrest: My wife and my mother fought again. I don’t understand why she treats me like a little kid when I’m a grown man with a wife and kids. I need to talk to my mother; we need a family discussion about this. I can’t have this continue.
*He returns to his parents’ home with his wife in tow, having left the kids with Jasmine’s mother.*
*They knock on the door and are led in by his father. Now they are all at the table*
Mrs. Law: Paul, why are you here for this!?
Marshall: He’s family…you know that. My brother from another mother. So, let’s get to what needs to be talked about.
Forrest: Ma, we need to talk about how you treat me and Jaz. I’m serious. I chose to marry her, I chose to start a family, I chose to run this restaurant. I don’t understand why you think I’m stupid, or that I’m not able to make decisions for myself. I don’t know why you hate my wife so much, and she’s given you grandchildren.
Ms. Law: You weren’t ready to get married and she seduced you.
Forrest: Mom, I’m a grown ass man. GROWN, spell it with me. G-R-O-W-N. She didn’t seduce me, it was the other way around, hell I put the moves on and we fucked on the first date. I mean it was good too.
Marshall: Uh, son. I think you broke your mom…she’s frozen.
Paul: Man, you didn’t tell me it happened on the FIRST date. You gotta tell me about it later.
Jasmine: Don’t give all the damn details, honey-pie. *She squeezed his arm tight*
Mrs. Law: I-I-I-I-I…can’t believe I’m hearing this…my baby…did something like that?
Marshall: Dammit, he isn’t a baby anymore! He’s a grown man. He was going to have sex. You were at the damn wedding; you remember when his first born came into the world. It’s not hard to believe. It’s NORMAL!
Mrs. Law: I’m, I’m, not ready to let him go. She took my baby from me…*She starts crying*
Forrest: Ma, I’m always gonna be your son, but I’ve got my own family now, and we’ve never stopped coming around and we never leave you out. Don’t cry.
Jasmine: Well, we can try to mend this bridge while it can be mended. How about you all come to our house for dinner on Sunday?
Marshall: That sounds pretty damn good.
Paul: Hell yeah, I’m there! I heard you’re a pretty damn good cook.
Jasmine: You’ll find out. You’ll see how I got the ring, and it involved way more than this WAP. (The song reference  )
Marshall: Ok, now that the mess is over, let’s talk about this family dinner and how we can make it a tradition with us all!
Jasmine: Why not?
*The talking begins with everyone discussing the meal. Laughter and smiles fill the home*
*Hwoarang’s Condo*
HWOARANG
*Sounds can be heard behind the bedroom door*
*Hips snapping against ass*
*What!? I told you this ain’t Bravo, this is HBO, Showtime…we gets nasty in this bitch*
Imani: Oh shit baby…you fuck me so good, I’m about to fuckin cum…so….hard…aaah!
Hwoarang: Fuck baby…fuckin cunt squeezing me so tight…ya tryin to milk me huh? ya want another baby? Ya wanna be fucking swollen and pregnant for me…ah fuck! Fuckfuckfuck…I’m gonna cum in ya babe! Oh, my fuckin shit, Imani…aaah! Aaaaaah! AAAAAAH!! Fuuuuuck…take it all…take it babe…fuuuck!!
*Screaming and moaning in tandem is heard*
*Sloppy kissing is heard*
Hwoarang: I love you so much baby…
*The camera crew goes outside and when they are let back in Imani has on a robe and Hwoarang has on sweatpants and is shirtless FANSERVICE NUMBER 2*
Hwoarang:  *Kisses his wife* Ya know how to make me feel better after a hard day of teaching class, jagiya. I love being home alone sometimes.
Imani: I think I’m the lucky one for sure. That dick never fails to please me for sure. Want a beer? I’m gettin me a Seagrams Escapes.
Hwoarang: Hell yeah, get me one and then we can watch some more serial killer documentaries.
Imani: Trying to get ideas from it?
Hwoarang: Considering we’ve been watching women serial killer documentaries; I should worry about you.
Imani: I’d never harm a hair on my baby’s head.
Hwoarang: I know, I’m just fuckin with ya.
Imani: I know, big poppa.
*Deadly Women binge begins*
*Steve’s House*
STEVE
Steve: Winning this championship really showed that Steve Fox is back on the map, and will not be easily taken down by all comers. Though the afterparty got a little bit out of hand, I still think it went well. I’ve been contacted for several endorsement deals since the fight, But I’ve ignored them for right now. Right now, I’m focused on my training, and my family. In fact, Noelani and I went out tonight to celebrate my victory, just the two of us. I’m actually wanted to try out this new Italian Bistro with a romantic atmosphere, so I took her there.
Noelani: This place is gorgeous! It’s so hard to get in here I heard.
Steve: Well, luckily you’re married to THE Steve Fox.
Noelani: If you weren’t THE Steve Fox, I’d still marry you twice over.
Steve: You’re so sweet, love.
Waitress: Are you ready to order?
*A bottle of wine, Lobster Ravioli for him and Eggplant Rollatini for her has been ordered*
Steve: Well, that was some party, eh?
Noelani: It was a bomb ass party, but the fact that that girl showed up and got into it with Mira is pretty insane.
Steve: Well, they do have history.
Noelani: That’s no damn excuse though, you can’t just walk in and say, “I had you first, leave your pasty ass wife.”
Steve: Pasty? That’s pretty mean.
Noelani: I’m just saying what she said.
Steve: That was pretty low even still for her.
Noelani: Well, I heard that Mira is going to throw Jin a birthday party soon, I hope no drama comes to that party, especially since the girl IS NOT INVITED AT ALL.
Steve: Neither do I, Mira is definitely from the streets, she was a hell of a scrapper in the back alleys a few years back.
Noelani: She’s got the scars man, it’s pretty crazy.
Steve: Ooh, here comes our food.
*The food is served and looks excellent, and with one bite, they are in love.*
*They are now silently enjoying the deliciousness*
*A sex shop in the middle of the city*
LARS
Lars: Princess and I decided to come to this sex shop to look for some spicy new things to take to the bedroom. The only problem is, we end up having too much fun in the store.
*A hard smack is heard*
Princess: Lars!! The fuck!? Warn me first!
Lars: Did it feel good, or is it a little too rough?
Princess: The riding crop is fine, just don’t spank me all of a sudden. It’s like if I dug a Wartenberg Wheel into your arm to see if the shit works.
Lars: Alright, I’ll get this one. *He rolls his eyes at her statement* Hey, this could be fun…you could have this pillow to stick a wand vibrator on so you can ride it while I stroke myself to you getting off.
Princess: Freaky ass…
Lars: Only for you, my sweetness.
Princess: Suuuuure.
Lars: Remember when I got you the Rose, you came in less than two minutes, and it was so damn hot. It made you slicker and I could pound you so much easier.
Princess: Just because we’re in a sex store doesn’t mean that you can air our business for everyone to hear.
Lars: Oh well, they’ll just rub one out later over it anyway.
Princess: You nasty ass fucker. You try to make yourself seem innocent, but you are a closet super freak.
Lars: So? You like it. Otherwise you wouldn’t be begging for my dick every night.
Princess: Not every night.
Lars: Close to every night
Princess: Shut up so we can check out. I wonder how Jin’s birthday party will go, Mira is putting on a big ass party.
Lars: Maybe she’ll show up again and Hwoarang can be the damn referee since he likes starting it all.
Princess: If Mira caves her shit in, I didn’t see shit, she’s a thug.
Lars: That she is.
*The two finish checking out and head home for some BDSM fun*
*The camera pans as the episode ends*
TWHOT Season Episode 2 End
THESE BOYS ARE SOME DAMN SUPER FREAKS
JIN ESTABLISHING BOUNDARIES
HIS WIFE IS DEFINITELY CRAZIER AND WAY MORE OF A THUG THAN SHE LOOKS
HWOARANG REALLY SAID FUCK THESE CAMERAS
THE CAMERA CREW REALLY WAS LIKE, LET’S AT LEAST GET SOME NASTY AUDIO FOR THE SHOW
FORREST MENDING HIS FAMILY RIFT LIKE A TRUE MAN IS WHOLESOME
PAUL WANTS THE DEETS
STEVE TREATS HIS WIFE SO WELL, HE IS SUCH A DAMN GENTLEMAN
LARS IS A FREAK FREAK, HE TRIES TO HIDE IT BUT HE MIGHT BE THE NASTIEST ONE
WILL JIN'S BIRTHDAY PARTY NOT HAVE ANOTHER FIGHT?
EPISODE 2-HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIN!! (COMING SOON)
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To Have Loved and Lost Ch. 3
Notes from the Crypt: I'm alive! I must apologize for such a long wait, after I recovered from being sick I fell into a slump, and then things with work began popping up and I was experiencing hella writer's block. I finally sat down today to finish this last chapter of To Have Loved and Lost and I gotta say this is the biggest chapter I've ever written, so I really hope you enjoy! This is going to be the last chapter of this series but I hope you look forward to future work! Chapter 1 here, chapter 2 here and chapter 2.5 here
Tags: GN!Reader, revenge arc, angst, fluff sprinkled in
Summary: You're in your villain revenge arc and prove to Jean and Diluc that you can be the worst thing that's ever happened to them
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“Alright, here’s what I was thinking… Hit them where it hurts the most”
The night ended with a brief brainstorming session, the four of you throwing out ideas on how to taint the perfect reputations of the two most prestigious names in all Mondstadt, before the last call was announced by Charles and you’re forced to leave the tavern with the date of the next meeting. Kaeya walked closely beside you, shoulders almost pressed together while you silently pondered to yourself, thinking of further ideas for your revenge.
“You don’t have to stay, you know”, Kaeya’s voice broke you from your spell, your eyes looking to meet the side profile of the cryo user, who wasn’t looking back at you. You were so enraptured by your ache and bubbling desire for revenge that you had completely forgotten why you visited Diluc in the first place; you went back for your travel permits so you could return to Inazuma. In another lifetime you would have returned to your homeland, heart aching and the drive to just cry with your closest friends and eventually move on, learn to stop being lost in thought over the what ifs and the doubts that plagued your soul, eventually find someone else who would cherish you the way you deserved. This lifetime isn’t that however, and you could only smirk devilishly, stepping closer to bump your shoulder with the man.
“I know, but after what your brother said and did to me, I’ll be damned if I return now without doing something”, there was malice in your tone, bloodthirsty almost, but Kaeya of all people knew that your intentions didn’t match your voice. He still had to suppress a shiver that threatened his spine, sending a genuine smile in your direction instead. He stayed silent the rest of the way home, knowing there was no need for further talk, the last thing you both exchanged was a gentle good night along with a hug before going about your nightly routines and heading off to bed. You were going to need the energy for the long war you were about to bring to Mond.
The morning sun offended your eyelids when it snuck through your open curtains, making you scrunch your face and turn over in hopes of getting more sleep, but your other senses were also starting to wake up as you took in the birdsong outside the window, the gentle breeze flowing through leaves and the scent of pancakes and bacon. You opened your eyes slowly, convinced you were kidnapped during the night as it was rare for Kaeya to cook. Sitting up, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes, legs moving to the side of your bed so you could stand up and stretch. Part of you wants to begin your morning routine of brushing your teeth and washing your face, but your stomach had better plans and guided you towards the kitchen, where your eyes widened slightly at the sight; Kaeya at the stove, still in his sleep bottoms and an apron that covered little of his bare chest. You learned very early on after moving in with the captain that he liked to sleep with little to no clothing on, and while he did offer to let you sleep in the same room as him, you insisted a guest room was fine since you didn’t want to end up embarrassing yourself if you got caught staring at his chest during bedtime. As much as you hate to think of it, Kaeya served as a good distraction when you found yourself thinking too deeply about what your relationship once was. There was more than one occasion where you would find your mind drifting to Diluc and then your vision would be blocked by a handsome, toned chest. There was something about Kaeya when it comes to those moments, as if he could sense your despair and used his charm and good looks to bring you out of that dark place. The sight before you, however, was just Kaeya in the rare mornings you both shared. You leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed and a sleepy smile on your face as you took in the way he flips the pancake he was cooking with elegance.
“If you’re going to just stand there, why not make yourself useful and help me set the table? I’m almost done”, his deep voice was pleasant to hear, he sounded as if he had woken up not too long ago himself. You hummed softly, moving from your place, and quietly setting up the table as he asked, setting down two sets of plates, glassware, and utensils just as Kaeya was finishing up his cooking and moving food onto plates. The morning was just comfortable silence, something you grew to appreciate as you felt it was the only time where your mind and heart were at ease, sitting here with the calvary captain enjoying some nice bacon, even if it was a little overcooked. You teased him about it while washing dishes, giggling at his feigned hurt reaction. With stomachs full and the morning becoming late, you and your icy roommate finally begin your routines of washing up and preparing for the day ahead, the ball of anxiety sits heavy in your stomach as you double checked yourself in the full length mirror that Kaeya owns, the bastard wont even entertain the idea of getting one for your room so you’re forced to use his while he’s putting his accessories on. “If you keep scowling like that, you’ll get wrinkles you know”, Kaeya chuckled from behind you, eye meeting yours in the mirror as you exhaled loudly, as if it would help calm your nerves.
“I know… Just have a lot of thoughts”, you mumbled, turning to face him. Clearing your throat, you reach out and begin to fix his shoulder pelt, not that it needed to be fixed anyway but the soft fur was doing an excellent job at grounding you. Kaeya refrains from voicing the sly comment that was on the tip of his tongue, he’ll tease you about wanting to touch him later when you don’t look like you’re on the verge of tears. Instead, he leans forward to press his lips right where your brows were creased with worry, smiling when he felt the muscles relax and your breath hitches. His hand comes up to wrap around yours as he moved his lips from your brows to your knuckles, placing a gentle kiss on each one before he gives you the softest smile you’ve ever seen. “It’s going to be okay, remember that you’re not doing this alone, and I’ll always be by your side until you’re satisfied”, his eye glints with something mischievous, and the romantic tension in the air morphs into something else as you pulled your hand back to slap at his shoulder, making Kaeya burst out in laughter. It didn’t take long to finish getting ready, meeting each other at the front door before doing your traditional routine of a tight hug, a crack of a joke and where to find the other for emergencies before separating outside, Kaeya going to the Favonius Headquarters and you returning to the tavern to meet back up with Rosaria and Venti to further discuss plans. You’ll relay whatever was said to Kaeya when he gets off work, but you knew you needed to set up a thorough plan if you wanted your justice to be swift and merciless. Before opening the tavern door, you rummaged through your bag, confirming the paperwork you had with you since before you even left home and taking a deep breath before finally entering Angel’s Share. Immediately your eyes landed on the pair you were looking for, a smile on your lips that lasted all but a few seconds, they appeared on edge. You didn’t have time to think why however as you looked over from their spot at one of the tables to the bar, where the one and only Diluc Ragnvindr was standing behind, accompanied by Charles. No one said a word, not you, not the men behind the bar, not your soon to be accomplices, and definitely not the passed-out drunkards at the other tables. Diluc stared at you, expression unreadable and like the smooth dickwad he was, resumed his conversation with Charles as if you didn’t even exist. You swallowed hard, trying to keep your own poker face intact as Charles tilted his head curiously at you, asking a silent question that you subtly shook your head at before walking towards Rosaria and Venti and sitting with them.
“This is bad… Who knew Master Diluc would actually be here today! Should we relocate?”, Venti whisper-yelled at you as soon as you sat down next to him, his question going unanswered as you reached over to pick up his drink and take a big swig out of it. You needed the alcohol to help steel your nerves and who cares if it was 10am on a Monday, no one bats an eye when Venti does his day drinking so who’s gunna fault you for starting just as early? “Just give me a second… I’m thinking”, you whispered back at Venti as you took another sip of his drink, cringing at how strong it was but you didn’t care, the poor bard had to practically wrestle his drink from your grip. “Hey, stop being idiots. He’s watching”, Rosaria whispered into her drink at you both, making you and Venti pause to look over at the bar and directly at Charles and Diluc, who were indeed watching you both wrestle for the mug. Diluc crossed his arms, unamused written all over his features and if you looked closely, you could see a faint scar on his cheek, right where you socked him the last time you saw him a few weeks ago. You felt the shortest moment of pride swell in your chest before it was snuffed out by anxiety, remembering why you were in the tavern in the first place and you were the first to break eye contact, returning your attention to your partners in crime. Diluc sighed, shaking his head, and resuming his conversation with Charles, while you made idle chit chat with Rosaria and Venti, refusing to acknowledge anything about your master plan while the very man you’re conspiring against is physically present. You listened to your bar mates dive into a story completely off topic, the alcohol seeming to affect all of you before your hearing blessed you with eavesdropping into Diluc’s conversation.
“We haven’t heard back about next month’s shipment from Ookami’s, and our current supplies are starting to dwindle, what do you suppose we do Master Diluc?”, Charles’ voice wasn’t loud, but with the lack of more active bodies in the tavern, it didn’t take much to pick up on the name he mentioned. It took a lot from you not to break out into a grin, recognizing the name immediately as it was something you were heavily involved in. Ookami’s is a rather famous sake house located in Inazuma, part of its appeal to customers was the anonymity of the owner that is said to work in the shadows, using the faces of their closest business companions to represent them in interviews and magazines. It took a lot of trial and error for the company to get to where its at now, going from a humble little sake house in Inazuma City to branching out to other nations that hold several warehouses and contracts. You’re rather proud of the work, leaving the warehouses to your business partners yet keeping the contracts of every tavern that asked to serve your goods, you felt like the most powerful being in Angel’s Share, being the object of Charles’ conversation. You knew it was only a matter of time before Diluc sent out another letter to Ookami’s, trying to get to the bottom of the sudden stop in shipment, which you absolutely did have something to do with. It was no rumor that you liked to work in the shadows, you rather liked the simplicity of your current life before it went to Hell. The spotlight wasn’t something that attracted you, you couldn’t see yourself doing these interviews or look forward to your page in magazines, so you left the task to those you knew were a much better fit to represent you. Of course, they never took the credit for themselves, always addressing you as Master Ookami and expertly redirecting conversation should it try to pry into your personal life and whereabouts. You were left to live your life as normally as you wanted, so when you visited Mondstadt to personally see how your wares were faring in Angel’s Share, a nation so far from home, you hadn’t expected to fall for the wine tycoon who still is unaware of how much power you actually had.
“I’ll send another letter today, and hopefully one of their representatives will actually respond, in the meantime just keep selling what we have”, Diluc huffs, clearly annoyed that his business was beginning to suffer a little, and you cracked a smirk at that. Two weeks ago, you sent an urgent letter to your partners, telling them to cease shipment to Angel’s Share until further notice and any letters addressed from Diluc should be redirected to you at Kaeya’s address, under no circumstances should he be made aware where his inquires are being sent to. You hummed to yourself, Rosaria and Venti going silent as you stood from the table, pointing your gaze to the door and after a few seconds they also stand, wobbling slightly towards the door and going back to bickering with each other. Diluc pauses, watching as you approach the bar with a sweet smile not aimed at him. “Charles… Be a dear and give me a shot of Ookami’s sakura sake?”, you purred, reaching into your bag for your mora pouch while your drink was being poured for you. Giving him a few coins, you picked up the glass, and while making direct eye contact with Diluc, downed the liquid in a single go and returned the glass to Charles with a wink. “You may want to think about switching to something else, as we’re experiencing… difficulties with our sponsor”, Diluc comments, tensing when you looked at him, or rather at his scar.
“From Ookami’s? Hm, wonder why, that sake is good stuff”, you feign a sigh, returning your mora pouch to your bag before bidding your farewell to Charles and leaving the tavern, returning to your tipsy friends, and guiding them to Cat’s Tail instead. You spent the majority of the day polishing up details of your revenge, giving Rosaria and Venti specific tasks that you knew they could execute flawlessly and only when the sun was beginning to set did you remember that Kaeya was getting off work soon and you rushed to finish the meeting, much to Venti’s relief after sniffling and sneezing the entire time. After making sure the drunks could actually walk themselves home, you hurried to the Knights’ Headquarters to wait for sir tall, dark, and handsome, only to interrupt what appears to be a sweet moment between Jean and Diluc. You felt bile in the back of your throat as you paused a little bit away from the entrance, noticing that Athos and Porthos were no longer guarding the front doors which gave them the needed privacy to share a kiss. You contemplated turning back, unable to face them together, let alone apart, but they already spotted you and were awkwardly stepping away from each other, as if they were still trying to keep their relationship a secret. “y/n? what can the knights help you with?”, Jean asks, putting on her acting grandmaster act that makes your blood boil, the way she still holds herself all high and mighty as if she didn’t have a hand to play in your suffering, in why you’re doing what you’re doing now. All logic went through the window the moment she spoke, and you opened your mouth to almost put your plan through the shitter if it wasn’t for Kaeya emerging from the doors, a tired look on his face that brightened up when he saw you. “I hope I haven’t kept you waiting doll, thank you for coming all this way”, his voice broke through your tension, and like a true guardian angel, he takes his place by your side and drapes an arm around your shoulders, ignoring Jean and Diluc in favor of pulling you close to kiss your temple. Your eyes never strayed from the pair, watching how Diluc seems to ruffle at the act of intimacy, and how Jean is trying not to jump to conclusions regarding her calvary captain and her lover’s ex.
“What’s going on here?”, Diluc was the first to speak, choosing to call it out as he sees fit and his frown only deepens when Kaeya smirks his way. “Whatever do you mean? It’s clear to see my roommate came all this way to make sure I get home safe”, to really drive home the point, Kaeya moves his hand from your shoulders to your waist, and you had to fight the blush that was blooming on your cheeks, subconsciously putting your hands on his chest but not having the strength to push him away.
“That’s inappropriate, Kaeya”, Diluc glared at his brother, fist clenching when the cryo user only laughed in response. “Inappropriate? One would think you would know more about that than I do, Master Diluc”, Kaeya’s gaze darkened, and for once you felt the air drop in temperature around the captain, Diluc’s bold claim seemed to get under Kaeya’s skin, and he was struggling to keep his emotions and therefore his vision, in check. Acting quickly, you pulled away from Kaeya’s hold to start dragging him away, without a goodbye to the acting grandmaster and her dog. Kaeya followed without a struggle, the only noise from him was a huff as you took him home and pinched the bridge of your nose, not in annoyance with him but with yourself for almost blowing your own plan. “Hey, how about some wine?”, Kaeya takes your hands in his to lead you into the kitchen, where he wastes no time in pulling out a bottle of wine and a pair of glasses to pour it into. You set your bag on the table, nodding as you pulled out the paperwork you had with you and quietly thanking the man when he places a full glass in your waiting palm. You take a sip as you picked up the first letter Diluc sent out, the handwriting as gorgeous as the man himself as you read and re-read the contents as if you hadn’t gotten them memorized by heart. “To our friends at Ookami’s, I am writing to inquire about the sudden stop in shipment to the Angel’s Share, blah blah blah”, Kaeya began as he poured his own glass, earning a snort and a chuckle from you. Aside from your business partners in Inazuma, there was a very small number of people who knew you were the owner of the famous sake house, you chose to tell Kaeya of your ‘secret identity’ as it was a vital piece of information that you were going to use against Diluc, not to mention you couldn’t even begin to figure out how you’d continue to keep it a secret if you were having letters sent to his place addressed to ‘Master Ookami’. You thought of it as no big deal, you knew Kaeya wouldn’t go around Mondstadt boasting about some top-secret information about you, but you were unaware of how his heart flutters in the knowledge that you trusted him enough to reveal something that quite frankly, was pretty big in the alcohol industry. Not only did Diluc break your heart, but he possibly royally fucked his sponsorship over with Ookami’s, and it’s currently the number one name that’s bringing his tavern revenue.
“Come sit, I’ll bring you up to speed on what happened today”, you pull out the chair next to you as you sat down, patting the seat and giggling when Kaeya sits and makes a show of scooting closer to you. From his perspective, he can really see the hardworking individual that you are from the way you present things, laying out your master plan that you talked about with Rosaria and Venti, their roles and even walking him through his part in the plan, its clear to see that you put a lot of heart and thought into really shoving his brother and the acting grandmaster as far into the dirt as you can. It was endearing, if you ignored your want to absolutely destroy them the way they did to you, but it still brought a smile to Kaeya’s face as he studied your face through your presentation, absorbing every detail.
You gave everyone a rough estimation of two months before shit hit the fan, which was ironic since it took two months before you found out that the love of your life was cheating on you, but fate calls it karma. While you were working behind the scenes to continue stringing Diluc along with his missing shipments, your entourage were hard at work out on the streets. Like how many things start, a small rumor was all it took for your master plan to start everything planned. Similar to a seed, it was planted just outside of Cat’s Tail, a whisper here and there detailing sightings of Master Diluc and Acting Grandmaster Jean behaving inappropriately with each other around the city, and that rumor only spread like wildfire that Diluc was unloyal to poor little ole you, who most people knew you left your life behind in Inazuma to be with him. Jean grew suspicious much quicker than you thought after she tried to ask Kaeya if he had any idea of who started the rumors, which he could only shrug and say he was too busy catching up on paperwork to go out and catch whoever was starting gossip. “Can you maybe ask y/n if they’ve heard anything?”, she tried to ask, faking sincerity in her voice that Kaeya could only quirk a brow at. “Even if I wanted to, I can’t… Haven’t you heard? They went to visit Liyue days before the rumors began, so that’s evidence that they didn’t start them, don’t you think?”, he narrowed his eye at her, watching the way she deflates. He had a point, you weren’t currently in Mondstadt, part of your plan was to leave the city as soon as Rosaria began the rumor at Cat’s Tail so you could have a credible alibi and not have fingers immediately pointed at you, the scorned lover. No one needed to know exactly why you went to Liyue, but if a prying acting grandmaster really had to know, Kaeya was instructed to tell her that you were requested by a family member who moved to Liyue, even though you went not only for leisure but to see how your wares were doing at Third Round Knockout, sipping a warm cup of tea while you sat with Wangsheng Funeral Parlor’s consultant listening to one of his many stories. You listened without worry, knowing that your accomplices were doing their best to turn Mondstadt into your battleground, the rumors circulated, growing bigger with each passing day and with it, so did Diluc and Jean’s stress. Diluc has yet to receive a response from Ookami’s just as he had run out of their supply of sake, and with the rumors making their rounds around town, he found out from Charles that hardly anyone visits the tavern now, not wanting to be a part of any drama. Anyone that does stop by is either a traveler passing through, or a green bard who is allergic to cats and a tired nun who refuses to drink at Cat’s Tail without him.
Weeks went by just as similar, Jean and Diluc would wake and prepare for the day, only to be blindsided and left feeling uneasy seeing how the townsfolk would whisper and laugh behind their backs, no doubt adding more to the rumors that were already beginning to break away at their status. ‘Did you hear? Master Diluc was caught in bed with the acting grandmaster’, ‘Poor y/n, if they find out they’ll be crushed’, ‘The other day I saw a purple mark on acting grandmaster Jean’s neck, I wonder who that could have come from’. The stress was becoming too much for Jean as she sat with her sister in the cathedral one day, weeping into her hands while Barbara patted her shoulder in consolidation. “I just don’t understand why someone would spread those rumors, what have I ever done to deserve this?”, Jean sobbed, missing how Barbara furrowed her brows.
“Jean… I know this isn’t the best time, but I need you to be honest, here in front of Lord Barbatos”, Barbara began, and Jean lifts her head to hiccup and give her a questioning gaze. “Did you… sleep with Master Diluc while he was in a relationship with y/n?”, the words were whispered, but even through Jean’s sniffles it was clear, and to hear a question come from her own sister was enough to send a cold chill up her spine, her silence speaking volumes. “Oh archons”, Barbara teared up, the weight of revelation heavy on her as she stood, Jean following suit and breaking out into another sob. “Barbara wait, please! I… I can explain, I…”, she choked out, legs too weak to follow Barbara as she hurried off, whether to pray for forgiveness on behalf of Jean or because it was just too much for her to handle, Jean will never know. She breaks down, guilt and remorse overwhelming her as she sobs in the middle of the cathedral, thankful of its emptiness but still uncaring should anyone stumble upon her in her current state. She leaves alone, empty, and numb but with a clear mind and time to self-reflect, time to realize that no matter how you tell the story, what she did to you was unforgiveable and she knew what she had to do to begin to help make it right. So, when she sees Diluc standing outside of her abode, worry written all over his face when he spots her, she hopes that you can find it within yourself to forgive her one day. “Jean… what happened? Are you alright?”, Diluc reached out towards her but pauses when she reels back, hurt and disgust evident in her eyes that makes Diluc’s heart clench. “Diluc… I can’t do this anymore… I’m sorry”, Jean’s voice came out hoarse, but it was still enough to drive a spear through Diluc’s heart, crushing him bitterly. He remained silent despite the many questions running through his head, ones he didn’t need answers for when he knew exactly why she was breaking up with him; the rumors had a big part to play but he also knew that deep down, what he and Jean did to you was also eating away at her just as it had with him, he confirmed it after he saw the way Kaeya acted with you, protecting you as though you were something precious to him. His hand fell to his side, fist clenching as he watched Jean enter her home and promptly close the door, leaving him out of her house and her life. He returns to Dawn Winery alone and empty, the only sliver of hope in his life being the letter addressed to him from Ookami’s saying that a representative will meet with him within the next few days for further discussion.
Angel’s Share is bustling with life the next time Diluc comes in for a shift, surprising him greatly, only for his surprise to twist into anxiety when he saw that it was a welcome back party for you, who returned from Liyue the night before. At Kaeya’s insistence, he brings a number of knights with him along with Rosaria and a Venti who is tuning his lyre, prepared to sing a tale he heard of recently. Diluc doesn’t miss the way Kaeya sets his hand on your thigh while he laughs at one of the knight’s stories, nor does he miss the way your lips stretch into a smile, one that doesn’t look forced. He couldn’t help but stare at how plump your lips look, to briefly reminisce how they fit perfectly with his. “Ladies, Gentlemen… y/n~, I am now about to sing to you a recently popular tale, so sit back and enjoy!”, Venti giggles before he strums his lyre and dives into an overexaggerated telling of your story, names omitted so none would be the wiser. To the drunkards, it was the catchy tune that had them slinging arms around each other and singing the words after Venti, but for Diluc it was a nightmare. It was clear to him that the story was fabricated from the rumors, but for it to have gained enough popularity that there was a song about it, he didn’t know if he could save what’s left of his dignity by kicking the bard out. To add salt to the wounds, he caught the way you stared at him with a knowing look as Venti continued to sing your tale, and as if time were slowing down Diluc realized. ‘I hope something else comes along and ruins your life with Jean too’, those were part of the last words you exchanged with him after you punched him, and Diluc could only look on in slight horror as he realized that you were behind everything. The rumors, the citizens mocking him and Jean behind their backs, the bard currently finishing his song in his tavern, everything was your doing. He wanted to be angry, but who can he turn to when the acting grandmaster is also a victim of your heinous deeds and no one in town takes him serious anymore? He stands behind the bar, defeated as you leaned more into Kaeya and clapped along with the other patrons as they screamed for encores from the bard. Venti sang more stories well into the night, and the Knights began to filter out at Diluc’s call of last rounds, and as you bid farwell to Venti and pecked a kiss to Kaeya’s cheek with a request to wait for you outside, you’re left by yourself with the owner himself. Diluc frowns at you, wiping a glass as you sat at the bar and began to rummage through your bag, pulling out a single sheet of paper and presenting it to him on the bar. His brows knit together as he scans the sheet, recognizing it as the contract he has with Ookami’s and he nearly drops the glass he’s wiping.
“Y…You? You’re the representative from Ookami’s who’s meeting with me?”, he asks incredulously, and is even more puzzled when you tilt your head in confusion. “representative? Oh, no, I’m Master Ookami”, you chuckle as if he told you a joke as you watched his expression go from shocked to serious within seconds. It was clear he didn’t believe you, and you anticipated that as you reached into your bag to pull out the rest of your contracts, placing each one on the table as he looks over them, the serious glint in his eyes morphing into slight fear. You intertwine your hands together, chin resting atop your hands as you flashed him a mocking smile. “I’m here to cancel my contract with Angel’s Share following recent rumors, you must understand that whatever bad rumors you circulate will reflect on my brand, so we have to let you go”, you sighed, collecting your other contracts and placing them back in your bag before lifting the one you had with Diluc and tearing it in half right in front of him, then tossing the pieces at him with a frown. Diluc could only watch the paper float to the floor as he finally feels himself break under you, the nauseating sensation of defeat along with the helpless feeling of no one to turn to fills his empty shell with something he could only wonder was the same you experienced that night. He was left to wonder as you exited the tavern to a waiting Kaeya, a soft smile on his face while he takes you into his arms under moonlight. “Well, are you satisfied?”, he asks, chuckling when you pretend to think and flash him a mischievous smile.
“I’ll say this is the best ending I could have achieved, but I think it could be missing something”, you hum, eyes moving to his lips as he swallows hard. For a while you both knew something changed in the air, but with recent events it was hard to sit down and properly discuss these feelings. With your revenge arc coming to a close, you wonder if the next chapter of your life will remain in Mondstadt, a question that didn’t need a voiced answer as Kaeya leans closer to finally kiss you, your lips as soft as he dreamed.
Epitaph: This piece can also be found on AO3. Thank you guys so much for joining me on this journey, I've been keeping up with tumblr notifs while I was away and it was how this piece was still getting love in my absence that really drove me to sit down and finish this piece, so I tried to do it justice for you all <3 I do have ideas for other fics as well as a follow up to Birthday Poptart for those curious, so look forward to that!
Taglist: @seiiblue @crowleysthings @misas-toe-sucker @rendezvousedhats @gwennesy @xiaos-primordialspear
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minkilicious · 6 days
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First off, I stan WAYY TOO MANY K-pop groups so this may be a long-ass post. Although I’m just going to give a description about my TOP 5 and just list the rest normally.
‘Do I feel like naming them all?’ Yes.
‘Do you feel like reading them all?’ Ask Yourself.
Bonus: If you read all of this, you might find out that we have a common interest group or soloist, which can be a great conversation starter! However, please refrain from spreading any hate towards any group or soloist. It's fine to have your own opinions about a particular group, soloist or Idol, but make sure that if you dislike them, it's for valid reasons such as committing a crime or doing something inhumane. It's important to remember that our idols are human beings just like us, with feelings and vulnerabilities. Let's always treat them with respect and kindness, just as we would want to be treated ourselves.
ULT GROUPS
starting at number 1 on this list, cause they are #1 in my heart is…
1. ATEEZ - Mingi / OT8
I've been an ATINY for almost over a year now. Wow, how the time flies! My year mark is close to Yeosang's Birthday! I'm pretty sure the song that got me into ATEEZ was either "Guerrilla" or "HALAZIA".
ON REPEAT: NOT OKAY / CRAZY FORM / TUNNEL
IT'S SOO HARD TO PICK A FAVORITE SONG ON FIN: WILL (T-T)
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2. NCT - Johnny, Taeyong, Yuta, Ten, Jaehyun, Lucus, Xioajun, Jeno, YangYang, & Jisung (I haven't found a bias in NCTWISH yet)
So, I'm not exactly sure when I became an NCTzen, but one day I was checking out new K-pop music and I stumbled upon "2 Baddies" or "Sticker" - I can't remember which one - and I found myself really getting into it. That's when I knew I had to check out more of their music and eventually stan bcuz hello? How could you not? They literally have it all!? As an NCTzen, it's been quite the journey trying to learn all *now* 26 members' names, but as soon as I have them all memorized they gotta go and add MORE?! However, I'm feeling super down after hearing that Taeyong has enlisted. He's just so precious, and I'm going to miss him so much (T-T).
ON REPEAT: BAGGY JEANS / TAP / BOOM / LIE WITH YOU / 2 BADDIES / POPPIN' LOVE
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3. ENHYPEN - Heeseung, Jay, Ni-Ki
I also can't remember when I started stanning enha but I know it was around the same time I started stanning Stray Kids / TXT which was January of 2023, I think? might have been the end of December in 2022. Fun fact: I share My Birthday Year & Month with Ni-Ki and we are only 22 Days apart ANDD we just so happen to have all the same piercings…
ON REPEAT: SACRIFICE (Eat Me Up) & CHACONNE / FUTURE PERFECT (Pass The MIC) & FORESHADOW / FEVER / LET ME IN (20 Cube)
It's honestly hard to pick favorites for a group that literally has no bad songs.
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4. P1HARMONY - Jiung, Jongseob
I remember when I first became a P1ece. It was after “HARMONY : SET IN” but before “HARMONY : ALL IN”. HONESTLY THE BEST DECISION TO STAN PIWON THEY ARE 6 OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL, CARING, FUNNY INDIVIDUALS THAT YOU COULD EVER KNOW AND THEY ARE STILL SO UNDERRATED!! I AM SO SO PROUD OF THEM THOUGH ON THEIR FIRST WIN FOR “KILLIN’ IT”! I can’t stress this enough y’all are seriously sleeping on Piwon and their amazing Discography!
ON REPEAT: KILLIN’ IT / FALL IN LOVE AGAIN / MORE THAN WORDS / BFF (Best Friends Forever) / BACK DOWN / SIREN
I’m just gonna name the whole damn KILLIN’ IT album atp cause it really is just so 😩💖
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5. SEVENTEEN - S.Coups, Woozi, DK, Mingyu, The8, and lowkey have been feeling up Dino
I started stanning SVT when I started stanning TXT. Pretty sure the song that made me check out the rest of their discography was “HOT” or “ROCK WITH YOU”. 100% back then first bias was The8. It was just something about him that I couldn’t quite put my finger on and it intrigued me. Now It basically feels like I bias the whole group :’).
ON REPEAT: SUPER, FIRE & I DON’T UNDERSTAND BUT I LIVE U / ANYONE & HEAVENS CLOUD / DARL+ING & HOT / CHEERS_ / FEAR
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Other Honorable Mentions
Tomorrow X Together, Stray Kids, BTS, Xdinary Heroes, Monsta X(OT7), CIX, TNX (The New Six), EXO, GOT7, Treasure (OT12), (G)I-DLE, &Team, BLITZERS, BND, XG, ZB1, xikers, The Rose, Victon, The Boyz, Oneus, Kard, SHINee, aespa, Kingdom, A.C.E, vixx, Cravity, iKON, B.I, SF9, Omega x, WOODZ, 8Turn, IU, Kang Daniel, EPEX, Verivery, Day6, Taeyeon, Eric Nam, Jeon Somi, HYO, Riize (no more for now until I remember them)
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s0lar-ch3ri · 1 year
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making this a series ig (spoilers, mostly minor, idk well just have to ROLL WITH IT AND SEE)
episode is starting from zero, episode 1 (quick note: i love how excited everyone is aty the beggining for this camoain, so heartwarming) "'for all you audio listeners your about to hear what a man catching on fire sounds like' 'and also a house catching on fire'" "so its like 3 belts? yeah" "this character sucks not enough belts" ok chip hasnt been described and hes already drawn blood "how much trouble does this woman have keeping her pants up holy shit" "anything that looks valueable, take it" "whats a barrel" instant love with this campaine from here "ill carry this" "ok" "but w h y" “this is the fastest I've ever committed arson in a campaign” "ok as soon as we light this ill let them know so they die an honorable death" "but the barrel is terrified of fire" "so this is a barrel" "lets blow up this popcicle place" hes trying guys "grab a barrel as well i need to study" "in you multitude of belts" when did i forget jay had so many and got bullied for it "i hope she didnt find any more belts in there" ok but whenever i hear marshal jon being described the dopamine just floods out "oh! that wasnt the bathroom!" "no it was not, it was the room where we got the explosives" "WHAT ARE YOU GRABBING THE EXPLOSIVES FOR" "to blow up your ship" bro i loved how gill interacted with people before what an idiot /pos "gill make a-dont make anything you told the truth" gotta love grizzly doing a save "and jay you go to kick this man in the back of the knee and you do you realise that his calf muscles are literally built like boulders" "i want to put my hand on his shoulder" and so it begins the convincing! yes gill go!! "hang on let me see that...big j" "JON, ITS YOUR CHOIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE" "as the door is blown off-" "did somebody fart?" ah yes gill you lit the explosive that makes people fart" "BACHOW!" please dont stop this man from making random noises its great "is your skin always wet or is it dry?" GRIZZ ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS!! "you are to learn a lesson from the moisture master!" remember when gill made his title canon now, its 6 seconds to 20 minutes in "THOSE PIRATES!" man knowing him now its kinda strange to hear him hunting them down "i just occasonally grab people and im like 'you can be better'" cant believe gill went from telling people to be better to just immedately trying to solve their problems (like not even 2 episodes later if im remembering right) "excellent jay you are a fog frog" "im gonna steal somebody's hat then run out the door" jay stealing chips job now "im passing the barrel out the window" i remember when hed just be a problem for any stealth kind of movements "MY FRIEND SAID HE DOESNT WANT YOU TO HAVE AN ADVANTAGE" "there is still time" ITS STARTING WOW "you get the sense this guy cannot see very well" i forgot he had sight problems "YOU BLEW A HOLE IN OUR TOWER" "and you blew a hole in my heart" ACCIDENTAL FORESHADOWING AND A GREAT MOMENT FOR SHIPPERS?? HOW MUCH IS CHARLIE FEEDING US WITH GILLION TIDESTRIDER!?!!? (spoiler: a lot) "can i make a persuasion check?" "sure" if charlie never said this we would never have the future pirate jon, IF HE NEVER GOT A 16 THINK WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED "you cant tell if i cry a single tear or if im usually that moist" the fact that he is can make for an angsty hc that nobody really would notice gill crying "jon didnt make it" oh this better not be another accidental foreshadow "you see, a pink frogtupus" everyone being excited for the preztal reveal was also all of us huh dont lie! "i look like a big flounder" fanartists canon gill description /j "god damn it big j" friendly reminder that (from what ive seen) marshal jon is the only character gill gave a nickname, and he had met him like 20+ minutes ago "YA BOY GILL ABOUTA BE FRIED" "ima just grab them both and jump" ngl i cant put my finger on it but calmer gillion probs the chaos control thats needed because of him being feral "jon this is for you" *proceeds to get an 8* (would have been epic if he suceeded that charisma tho) "jon, the power is- eyeh" "i look over wistfully (?) 'but w h y?'"
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madness-of-void · 1 month
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The Cosplay Progress (?)
Okay...I'm doing it. I'm showing off the hot mess of progress of the possibly decent, or absolutely hot garbage, cosplay of my version of human!Ink. I do have a nice chunk of the items for the cosplay - just gotta put it together. Most of the putting together can be done in a day, and I have until July to finish it all, soooo...we'll see how this goes! ^^;
Now I'll just post updates maybe every other day, or once a week, since I do have most of it in hand. And it will all be under the cut, since it'll long as fuck. So, without further ado, let's begin, shall we?
First off, this is probably the most ambitious cosplay I've ever done. Normally I do something easy. Examples: Stiles from TW, casual Keith from VLD, and recently (for Halloween) genocide route Frisk. debating on positing what garbo pics i have of those
Flowerfell!Frisk? Probably the most complex I've done, and only because I had to have help make a flower crown, actually use fabric glue for the flowers and little heart on the shorts and flower on the mask , painted up a random prop stick I had lying around no idea why i had that , and did a little bit of faint make-up. And ended up with this:
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bad pic i know but it's all i got of the full thing where i don't look like a drowned rat coz goddamn it was hot af
So after that, for some damned reason, I decided it would be a GREAT idea to do a difficulty jump and do Ink! Yaaaaay...I'm so smart. I have been looking at this as a reference for what I need mostly coz i had it saved on my phone already , which has been both motivation to get this done...but also a little intimidating. But I'm already too far into this. Can't back out now!
Anyways, enough rambling! Let's start with the first update on this silly thing!
HOODIE
So, firstly, I already had my eye on the Ink hoodie from Simakai (I'll properly tag once the whole thing is done). I already have the Underfell one that I used for my Flowerfell!Frisk cosplay. I also have the Outertale hoodie, bi pride hoodie, and ace pride hoodie all from Simakai! They are all amazing hoodies, and I actually just bought Epic's hoodie from their new shop! Definitely check them out! They're comfy, well made, and I'll admit I wear my Outertale and Underfell hoodies out sometimes.
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The pic doesn't do it justice (hence all the millions of links above), but tada! The hoodie! My biggest worry is maybe tripping on the scarf, but I think I can manage. place your bets coz my ass clumsy
Also, there is a little surprise in it!
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Twas quite the laughing jumpscare when I was messing with the pockets.
And that's it for update 1! Stay tuned for more. >:3
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Update 2 time!
Apologies for how garbage the pics are for this part. Space was a mess at the time, and I'm too lazy to redo it. With that out of the way...let's ramble!
PANTS
So, next to the sash for the vials, this was surprisingly the hardest thing for me to find. I couldn't find anything that looked "just right". The first pair that I bought did look just right...but the color was way off. Way too bright from what was advertised. Took me a while to find another pair, and I actually bought two more. one of which i may use for a ftfo!ink Now, the next pair is the right color...but it's just a nice pair of sweats/joggers. Which is a bit of a bummer, but seeings how I cannot sew/make a full blown pair of pants (can barely sew at all), and my stepmom (who can sew) isn't that insanely skilled, they will have to do.
Here is a pic of the pants side-by-side coz for the longest time I was going to go with the first pair I bought. But after putting it together with the top...no. Just...no. Did not look good. You'll have to take my word for it.
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And before you ask, yes. I will have assistance sewing on the little suspenders. That will be two separate posts on their own in the future! It won't be just plain brown pants.
So that's it for update 2! Stay tuned for more! if you want i ain't forcing ya lols
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Update number 3! Wooooo!
And it is actually really boring.
Like...royally boring. sorry?
GLOVES
So these were a bit easy to get. Granted, I did buy two pairs, because I couldn't decided initially. It was only after trying them on that I could make a decision.
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They are a bit long, but I can live with that. especially coz I am not planning on doing the tatts, that would end terribly And, yes, they are missing that little piece on the pinky. Just like the pants are missing the suspenders. And just like with those, I will be having assistance sewing that piece on!
I could show you want I have of that, but I'm planning on making that one big update.
Okay! That's it! Stay tuned for update 4!
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Update 4! Not another exciting one again. The more exciting ones will slowly trickle in. depending on what you define as exciting
Anywho! Update 4!
SHOES
Yes. Shoes. I know our favorite souless bean doesn't wear shoes anymore...but I have to. No need to get my toes all messed up! Especially at this convention center. Walking around there can be a nightmare! Closed toed or not. 😭
Anyway!
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Shoes!
They were sadly kind of expensive, but these were the closest I could find that kind of fit for what I was going for and i looked at custom ones first. Plus, I will be wearing these outside of the cosplay. So I get shoes for cosplay, and shoes for whenever I wanna wear them - a win-win.
But, one more thing! I will also I guess ruin them, in a way. How will I ruin them? Well...I was thinking of adding more splatter to them. Plus, see that pesky logo? Welp...I also had an idea for that.
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And I'll just leave this update at that. >:3
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North Star✶Chapter 2
A Levi Ackerman x oc slow burn
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Levi tries to escape his ghosts, and he thinks he's found the perfect place. He just didn’t expect to find you there.
A/N: Thank you to @youre-ackermine for providing a mood board for Mursa. I can't wait to explore this town more in following chapters.
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Would you say that of our fallen comrades? Their lives, were they meaningless? No, they weren't! It's us who gives meaning to our comrades' lives!
It feels like…my time has come. Hey Levi, can we face our dead comrades with pride?
Devote….your heart…..
Can you still see us?….Levi….Levi…
LEVI! 
Levi wakes up with a start. 
“Captain Levi! You alive in there? We gotta be at Council Hall in 20 minutes!”
“Shit.” Levi gets out of bed and goes to the closet. He never oversleeps - what’s going on with him lately? And why can he never escape these dreams?
He limps to the water basin to wash his face. Levi was able to adjust to losing sight in his right eye and two of his fingers, but two years later, his left leg still gives him trouble. He had worked hard to recuperate; although it was incredibly painful it was a hell of a lot better than being pushed around by Gabi and Falco in that damn wheelchair. He’s resigned himself to the fact that he’ll never walk normally again. He grabs his hat and jacket and opens the door to see Jean standing there.
“Damn, Captain. I knew you never really slept before, but this is overboard, don’t you think?” Jean teased. 
“Shut up. I may have a bum knee but I can still beat your ass to a pulp. And how many times do I have to tell you: I’m not your captain anymore,” Levi huffs, as they both walk down the stairs and out the door.
“Ok, ok, I hear you loud and clear,” Jean says, lifting his hands in surrender, “The rest are meeting us there. Let’s take the trolley.”
The city of Lira became the capital of Marley as most of the northern and eastern coasts had been completely decimated by The Rumbling. The few that were left of the central government and military converged here and began the slow reconstruction process. 80% of the world’s population was gone and those that survived needed food and shelter. Lawlessness increased when those who’d lost everything converged upon cities that weren’t destroyed. Because Lira was further inland, it was left fairly intact, and this is where Levi and the other surviving Scouts ended up after leaving Fort Salta. 
Not that Levi had much of an option of places to go. After the Battle of Heaven and Earth and the destruction of the Founding Titan, he and the others were deemed enemies of Paradis. Mikasa was the only one brave enough to return to the island, in order to bury Eren in his homeland. Levi, Armin, Connie, and Jean decided to stay in Marley as advisors to the military and assist with reconstruction efforts. Pieck, Annie, and Reiner tried to build homes with the other displaced Eldians.
“Home..”, Levi thought, as he rode the trolley car to Council Hall. Is this where he was fated to stay for the remainder of his days? His closest friends dead and gone, and he, the lone survivor again. No longer in a physical state to fight as a soldier, yet he keeps pushing forward. But to what end? Now that there are no more titans, what is his purpose?
“‘Bout time you two got here,” Connie smirks, “they hate it when we’re late.” 
“Don’t blame me, I had to rouse Capt- uh, Levi - from the dead this morning.”
“You’re hilarious, Jean,” Levi replies dryly. “Let’s go, brats.”
After meeting upon meeting regarding road development to a fort in the west, Connie, Jean, and Armin invite Levi to eat dinner with them. While the young men discuss a possible peace envoy to Paradis in the near future, Levi silently listens, but his mind is elsewhere. He doesn’t care about building roads and peace treaties. He’s tired of the constant struggle. 
Levi stands up to leave. “Where are you going?”, Armin asks.
“Back to my place. I’m tired.” He grabs his jacket and hat. 
“Does he seem grumpier than usual?” Connie whispers, just within earshot of Levi, as he walks out the door of the cafe and down the road back to his apartment. The sun is starting to set and shopkeepers are closing for the night. Lira just got electricity and the street lights blink on. He thinks about how he looked up at the stars that night long ago with Farlan and Isabelle. When the sky was endless and riding beyond the walls was the pinnacle of freedom. The city lights of Lira make it impossible to see the stars tonight. 
He wants to escape. Somewhere far away where he’s not known as a devil of Paradis, Eldian, or ‘Humanity’s Strongest Soldier’. He’s done what he promised for Erwin and his comrades, but their ghosts still haunt him.
As he enters his apartment, he opens the drawer of his desk and takes out a map. He’s got to get away from this city and make his own way in the world, away from the responsibilities of being a soldier. He looks at the map of Marley and traces his finger west, far west into the mountains. “Mursa”, he says, as he sees the name on the map. Why does this name sound familiar to him? It looks to be at least a three-day train ride, but it would be just far enough to escape all this. He gets up from his bed and begins to pack a small bag. He collects the money he’s been saving and folds the map up to bring along. He starts to feel the slightest tinge of guilt leaving the group behind. He’s known them for so long, but they’re capable young men with dreams of building this new world; they don’t need him - not anymore. 
 Levi writes them a note and leaves it on his desk. He decides he’ll leave Lira and The Scouts behind come dawn tomorrow, and turns out  his light.
The next morning, Jean is knocking loudly on Levi’s door again. “Oi! Levi! Two days in a row is a bit much. I have a mind to just leave you”- he notices when he turns the doorknob that the door is unlocked. “What the hell has gotten into you? Hello?” Jean looks around and sees a note on the small dining table:
Jean, Connie, Armin ~
It’s time for me to move on. Take care of yourselves.
~Levi
——- ✶ ——-
You knew the journey back to Mursa would be difficult, but you never imagined it would be like this. As the wagon made its way further from the fort, all you could see were steaming, decomposing titan bodies. The steam covered the sky making it a perpetual evening. It was as if a giant bomb had gone off and decimated whole towns, where only ruins of buildings and flattened bodies remained. As you made it closer to the mountains, the titan carcasses became less frequent, but they had still done some damage. You prayed Mursa was still there. The small town was seated in a valley between two large mountain ranges, and the only way to get there was to take a long, winding road through the south range. At the best of times it was treacherous, and you wondered what it was like now. When that wagon would go no further, you hitchhiked with whoever would take you further. After four days, you finally arrived exhausted, dirty, and starving. Your friend Mabel was the first to see you wandering aimlessly down the road. “Catherine?! My god!” She ran towards you as you practically fell into her arms.
In these two years since The Rumbling, you’ve helped the town to slowly rebuild, as many of the buildings and homes had been weakened from the earthquake-like impact of the titans. You kept yourself as busy as you could, since it helped to divert your mind from thinking too much about your own loss. But every night, you returned to the large home that Martin and you once shared. It was actually his family home, but his mother and father had passed and his younger brother hadn’t been seen in years, and seemed to have no interest in returning to Mursa or living in the home. At first, the loneliness of all the empty rooms nearly drove you crazy. In every corner there were memories and photos of your previous life. You have no memory of your parents, and Marten’s father brought you in when he’d found you as a small child wandering in the woods. They never officially adopted you, but you loved them as your own family; it was no surprise when you and Marten finally fell in love. Now they were all gone and only their pictures remained: too painful to look at, but you couldn’t bear to put them away.
After a year, you decided to turn the home into a boarding house. Silver had recently been found in the mountains, and that had brought more people in looking for a temporary place to stay until they started their own homestead or moved on. There were five other  bedrooms in the house, and it was frequently full. In the past two years, you’ve created a nice routine for yourself: wake up at dawn, go out to the chicken coop and collect eggs, make breakfast, clean, do laundry, work in the garden, prepare dinner, talk and play piano with the tenants in the sitting room, go to sleep. On the weekends you’d go horseback riding in the meadow outside town. You’ve discovered that the busier you are, the less time you have to linger on the deep sadness you felt in your heart - constantly surrounded by people, but always feeling alone.
“Catherine, another amazing dinner. Would you just marry me already?” Max said, after a hearty laugh. The other four guests laughed as well.
“Oh Max, I’m sure you say that to all the women in Mursa.” You tease. Max has been living in the house for 3 months and was always joking and laughing. 
“She is way too good for you Max. You don’t stand a chance!” Albert added. “Seriously, Cathy, I don’t know how you do it all. Here - let me help you with those plates.”
“The pleasure is all mine! But if I don’t find another tenant for the other room I might be in trouble.”
“Ah, don’t worry, Catherine,” Max replies, as he puts his arm around your shoulder, “it’ll all work out. And if nobody takes it…can I have that room? It’s got a bigger window.”
“Absolutely not! It’s right across from my room and I don’t want to hear you snoring every night. Now it’s your turn to do dishes.” You laugh as you make your way into the kitchen.
——- ✶ ——-
The last leg of the journey to Mursa was proving more difficult than Levi thought. The train stop deeper into the mountains still hadn’t been repaired, so he found himself stranded at the train station in Levaro, just at the base of the southern mountain range. Levi’s choices were to get lucky and find someone taking a wagon or truck there or to buy a horse and ride into the mountains. He decided on the latter - he’d always loved horseback riding and it would be good to have a horse anyway, should anything happen. He stopped at the stables in Levaro to see what he could get.
“Mursa, eh? That’s quite a journey on horseback, especially since the roads still ain’t so good. Beautiful country…but usually a place where people go to forget or be forgotten.” the stable owner says. 
“Sounds exactly like what I’m looking for,” Levi replies, taking out his wallet. “How much for the brown mare?”
As Levi made his way further into the mountains, he realized he’d made the right choice in buying a horse. Many of the roads were in serious disarray, and being worked on in sections. Levi could see a large group of workers repairing the train tracks that went into Mursa. After a two-day ride, the two mountain ranges opened up to a beautiful, green valley, with Mursa settled neatly within. At this height, Levi could see one main road with several stone houses dotted throughout, and although the journey here was long and difficult, he could understand why people would want to settle here. A creek ran through the northern side of town and there were a few farms on the outskirts of town and what Levi thought to be several horses grazing in a large meadow.
It was late morning, and Mursa was bustling with people buying goods and talking with each other. Although the town had grown in three years, the townspeople could still spot an outsider, and Levi felt all eyes on him as he entered a small restaurant to eat breakfast. As he ate, he went over what he needed to do: find a place to stay, and then find a job. A bath would also be nice, he thought to himself. He asked the waitress about any hotels in town. 
“There’s the Songbird Hotel just down the way, but if you’re looking to stay a while I’d suggest the boarding house just down the road. Catherine was telling me she had a room to rent. Tell her Maddie sent ya.”
Maddie gave Levi directions on how to find the house, but as there was only one main road through Mursa and it was the very last house outside of the town center, it was easy to find. 
The first thing Levi noticed about the house was that it was old but well-kept. Wild flowers of all different colors covered the front garden and roses grew along the white picket fence and up the front walls beside the front door. Even though the house was just outside of town, there was a quiet peace here, with only the chirping of birds being heard. 
He tied his horse to the fence, opened the front gate, and knocked on the door, but there was no reply. As he was about to leave, he heard something from behind the house. You were singing and humming to yourself, as you always do when you hang all the bedding out to dry. You see a shadow from behind one of the sheets and lift it up. 
He recognizes you immediately. Your wavy hair was tied up, but some strands had fallen around your face, loosened by the wind. Your eyes, no longer red and tear-stained, now bright and shining. What are the odds that you would be here, in this town? And then Levi remembers; you had mentioned Mursa in that hangar bay. You smiled as you saw him, and he could have sworn you recognized him too. 
“Oh! you startled me! How can I help you?” You felt slightly embarrassed that this man came upon you as you were singing your heart out, especially since he seemed so serious. You assumed he was a veteran, since he had a long scar across his face, but maybe he worked in the mines as well. He didn’t look like he was from around here, but most of the workers that came through Mursa these days were from all over.
It doesn’t seem that you recognize him after all. He was wearing a lot of bandages at the time, so of course you wouldn’t know him. Maybe it’s better that way, he thought. It was a painful time. “Maddie told me you had a room to rent. I’m looking to stay in Mursa for a while.”
His accent was different from others you’d heard, and you wondered where he came from. “Yes, I do. You came at the perfect time, actually. Let me show you around the house. Follow me.”
You grab your empty laundry basket and he follows through the back door of the house. The kitchen is large, with several cabinets, a gas stove, and even an ice box, which Levi was impressed to see. “I cook breakfast and dinner every day for all tenants, seven days a week. A portion of your rent goes to buying groceries but you’re welcome to buy whatever you like and store it here. You can also use the kitchen as much as you like; all I ask is that you clean up any messes you make.”
“Cleaning is no problem for me”, Levi replied. As you both leave the kitchen and enter the dining room, he notices that everything is spotless.
“That’s great to hear. I’m a bit of a clean freak, so I expect the tenants to keep their rooms clean and to help me with chores around the house every once in a while. I’m only one woman.” You say, as you lead him into the sitting room. 
Levi follows you into a beautiful sitting room with two sofas, a small writing desk, and a piano in the corner. The fireplace has a large stone hearth and mantle with several photographs displayed. “This is our sitting room, or lounge area. We all enjoy coming in here after dinner and reading or playing music. I do ask for everyone to be quiet after sundown, since most of the men who live here have to get up rather early for work.”
“It’s only men who live here with you? That seems a bit dangerous for a woman.”
You give the man a serious look. “All of my tenants are completely respectful, though some are a little rough around the edges. But I can assure you, I can take care of myself should there be any trouble.”
“Understood,” Levi replies. “I have no doubt you can defend yourself. I meant no offense.”
He looks at you and you can tell he’s being sincere. “None taken. Let me show you the room you’ll rent.” You walk out of the sitting room, past the front door and down the hallway. “There are four bedrooms upstairs and two down here, one of them being mine.” You take your keys and open the door to the room across from yours. It’s a spacious room with a large armoire, dresser, and brass bed. “This is it. I hope you don’t mind that there’s only one wash room on this floor, so you’ll be sharing it with me, but we have indoor toilets and hot running water; we’re one of the few places in town to have that.”
“Looks great. I’d like to move in immediately, if possible. And maybe take a bath too.”
“You have yourself a deal, Mr…”
He doesn’t know at first if he should use his full name, but doubts that any detailed information about Paradis or him has reached this far out. “Ackerman. Levi Ackerman.”
You shake his hand. “I’m Catherine Reader. Welcome home.” You say with a smile as you hand him the key. “I’ll get the contract ready while you take a bath. There’s towels and soap in there if you need.”
Levi starts the bath water then walks to his room, puts his duffle bag on the bed, and grabs a clean set of clothes. He takes a long sigh as he settles into the bathtub. It was a little silly, he thought, you welcoming him “home”, as if he was some long lost part of the family. But something about how you said it with that warm smile made him feel relaxed for the first time in a long time. The bath was helping with that too.
After Levi bathed and put on some clean clothes, he walked to the kitchen, where you were taking out some cups and your hot water kettle. There was a small table in the center of the room and when he saw the contract there, he sat down to read it. 
“Would you like some coffee or tea? I’m just heating up some water. If you want tea I’m afraid all I have is jasmine. I’m the only one who drinks tea in the house and it’s my favorite”
“Tea would be great. And jasmine’s my favorite too, actually.”
“Really? What a coincidence! I only thought there was coffee or black tea in the world until this gentleman I met down at a cafe on the coast bought me some jasmine tea to bring home. It changed my life,” you say with a laugh.
Levi’s eyes widen. “Oh really? How long ago was that?”
“Oh gosh, about…two, three years ago. Feels like an eternity, though. Everything is so different now.”
Levi couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You had to have been the woman he ran into on the piers and then met later at that cafe. It was coincidence enough that you were the same person he met in the hangar at Fort Salta, and now he was going to live in your house. He stifled a laugh. Three random meetings, and you had no idea who he was. He decided to keep his discovery to himself for now.
“Yeah, everything has certainly changed.”
——- ✶ ——-
While Levi took his horse to the stables and settled into his new room, you started preparations for dinner. Your new guest seemed…particular….to say the least. You could have sworn you saw him run his finger across the credenza as you were showing him around the sitting room. For some reason, you wanted to impress this man, even though you’d just met him. You were going to make a simple soup tonight, but decided to make your specialty: breaded pork cutlets with mashed potatoes and greens from the garden. 
As you finished cooking, you heard the others arriving home from work. 
“Catherine, we bring gifts!” Max exclaims, entering loudly through the door as usual.
You meet them at the door. “Peaches! Mr. Nuzzo’s orchard is producing already?”
“Yep, and we all pitched in and bought a bushel for you,” Luka replied. 
“I’ll have to make a pie with these tomorrow. Thank you so much! Go wash up - dinner will be ready in 15 minutes.”
You’re taking out the dishes when Levi enters the dining room. “Can I help you with anything?”
“Could you set the silverware? I’ll go grab the glasses.”
“Was that the other tenants I heard coming in?”
“Yes, they all arrived in Mursa in the last several months. They can be a bit obnoxious, but they’re young and just starting out on their own,” you laugh as you set the glasses at each place.
The others come downstairs, freshly bathed, and take their seats at the table. “Catherine, is that your famous pork cutlets?” Luka asks as you all sit down to eat. “What’s the special occasion?”
“Well, we have a new arrival to our home. This is Levi Ackerman. He’ll be renting the open room on the first floor.”
“Nice to meet you Levi,” Albert says, as he passes the mashed potatoes to Max, “I’m Albert, this here’s Max, and that’s Luka. We all work at the Silverthorn Mine up the road. Patrick there is working on the new railroad track as an overseer. He’s fancier and smarter than us,” Albert says with a laugh.
“Where are you from, Levi?” Patrick asks, taking a bit of his potatoes.
“Far away.”
“..But you’re from Marley?” Patrick continues to prod.
“You could say that.”
“And what brought you to Mursa?”
“Just looking for a change of pace and a job.” Levi dryly replies as he takes a piece of bread from the basket. The others look at each other.
“We might be able to find you a job in the mines,” Luka mentions.
“I’m not interested in working underground. I’ll check around for jobs tomorrow.”
You can tell that Levi is uncomfortable answering all these questions and note that he’s definitely the silent type. “That’s enough questions for now, guys. Give the man some time to eat.”
You quietly listen to the young men talk about the fight that almost broke out over who found a large vein of silver, and as you finish your dinner, you stand up to take your dishes to the sink and to start cleaning up the kitchen.
“Here, let me help you.” Levi says as he stands up to follow you. 
“You really don’t have to do that. It’s your first night.”
“It’s no trouble. I enjoy cleaning, actually.”
“Well, I can’t argue with that. You could learn some things, fellas.” You say with a laugh as you take the serving dishes to the kitchen.
As Levi begins to take the other dishes, Max stands up.
“You know, Catherine is an angel. One of the nicest people in this town. If you mess with her in any way, hurt her, or cheat her out of money, I’ll fuck you up. You got that?” He says as he stares Levi down. He’s much taller, and it makes him feel like he has the upper hand.
Levi looks up at him with his steely grey eye. He guesses Max is probably around 20 years old and a hothead, trying to prove something to everyone. He wouldn’t doubt if he has a bit of a crush on you as well. He reminds Levi of a mix between Eren and Jean - the worst possible combination of personalities, in his opinion. He’d love to punch this guy in the face, but that probably wouldn’t leave a good impression on his first night.
“Levi, don’t mind this asshole. He’s just messing with you,” Albert interjects as he puts his arm around Max. “Right Max?”
Max grins. “Yeah, I’m just messing around. Welcome to the house.”
Without saying a word, Levi grabs the other dishes and brings them into the kitchen. In his younger years, someone talking like that to him would have met the tip of Levi’s knife. But he knows it’s not worth it now. “I’m getting soft in my old age,” he thinks to himself.
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