#fanific

[phantomphangphucker]

Phic Phight - Why Do I Still Live In This Town?

@Chrysanthemum9484

Trent just wanted to sleep, unfortunately some ghosts and one ghost hunter are having a verbal and physical fight right outside his damn window. Trent is not impressed. Not at all.

“How dare you! No one lays a hand on my Maddie!”.

“Phantom! Why does the vampire ghost think I’m his!”.

“Don’t worry about it, he’s working on it!”.

“Working on it?!? Is this an on going problem! And!- oh he just blew up a building! Crap!”.

“Shit shit! Plasmius! You fucking dumbass! And yes! He! Uh! Might have tried to kill your husband a few times!”.

“WHAT!”.

“I’m not letting a buffoon ruin my true love!”.

“The only true thing about you is that you’re a fucking FRUIT LOOP!”.

“Absolutely NOT! Phantom! I give you permission to lift me up so I can shoot him!”.

“No! He’s got a cat! He’s better! Your guns are insane!”.

“This one only shoots potatoes! … Jack drained the other gun!”.

“See! A BUFFOON!”.

“I love my buffoon!”.

“At least we can all agree he is a BUFFOON!”.

“Then join me!”.

“No! Fuck you you douche-canoe and your shitty hair and your ugly ass car collection! Stop giving me dead badgers!”.

“Then become my live one!”.

“I’M DEAD!”.

“You both should have STAYED DEAD!”.

“GET BACK HERE! I WILL END YOU!”.

“END YOURSELF! THAT IS A POTTED FICUS YOU DUNCE!”.

“I’ve seen your grades! I am hardly the dunce here!”.

“Ghost don’t have brains! You’re both idiots! It’s on the fake palm tree!”.

“Oh you are GOING DOWN!”.

“Why did you cover ME in goop!?!”.

“HA!”.

“That’s a good look on you! Phantom!”.

“EAT MY ENTIRE UNSALTED ASS! PLASMI-ASS!”.

Trent glares murderously at his bedroom wall, stomping over to the window and shoving himself out of it with squeezed shut eyes just in case, “WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP! I’M TRYING TO SLEEP! FUCK!”. He instantly gets gooped by Mrs. Fenton, as he expected.

“Sorry!”.

“Do you! Or do you NOT! What me to keep this thing from eating your house!”.

“I don’t care about his crackerjack house!”.

“I’ll make you pay to fucking rebuild it then!”.

Trent growls angrily, “I DON’T CARE JUST LET ME SLEEP!”.

“NO!”.

“I’m trying to get this wrapped up as fast as I can! Mr. Trent!”.

“I’ve got you now!”.

“ZONE DAMN IT! DON’T!- AH FUCK!”.

Trent falls on his ass, sputtering, as the building shakes. Phantom coming intangibly in through the wall to grab his leg, “you can’t stay in here, sorry”

Trent starts smacking and slapping him, “no! I will sleep in rubble if I damn well have to!”.

“Invest in FUCKING EARBUDS!”.

Trent gets pulled through the wall, he’s still covered in goop just now with some fucking drywall dust added in.

“End! You foul thing! None shall touch my woman again!”; the vampire ghost is physically tearing apart a green plant-like ghost with his claws and teeth.

Mrs. Fenton hurls her gun at the vampire ghost’s head, “I am not your anything!”.

Phantom sighs and buries his head in his hands.

Trent glares at all of them, “well can I fucking SLEEP NOW!”

“You do you, jackass”.

“You can add the damages to the FentonWork’s tab! Sorry!”.

“Oh I’m not done yet!”.

“Shut up, Plasmius”.

Trent glares hard and just walks off to a bench, grabbing a shower curtain out of the rubble (it has laughing cat faces on it), and lays down to fucking sleep. Stupid fucking goddamn ghosts.

“BEWARE!”.

“FUCK!”, Trent gets flung off his bench and proceeds to mercilessly beat the Box Ghost with a tire iron he found on the ground.

End.

Prompt: "No! You do not hurt my (girl)friend and get away with it!" And <incert ghost name here>'eyes flashed dangerously.

#danny phantom #phandom #phic phight #danny fenton #vlad #maddie fenton #spurned affection one sided #vlad being a whole problem #danny's a little shit #amity parker pov #90% talking #ficlet #teeny tiny itty bitty little ficlet #fanific #phan phic #my writings #have a fic suck my dick #phantomphangphucker #gothmoth #phicphight24 #phic phight 24

[kurlyfrasier]

5) Bleeding Heart: A Chronologue (part 2/2)

Pairing: Mand'alor!Din Djarin x Reader

Synopsis: Din left you and Grogu at Fett's Palace and regrets it.

Word Count: 1300-ish

Warnings: Um, improper use of Mando'a, I'm sure. And blood. Um, Darksaber stuff? Near death experience.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Mandalorian/Star Wars anything. I find all Mando’a translations and pronunciations at mandoa.org.

A/N: Been a long time coming, folks! Honestly, I'm a little surprised I finished this part lol BUT IT IS FINALLY HERE! Sorry it took so freaking long....This thing was a total nightmare for the longest time, let me tell you. I feel so accomplished now that this piece is OVER. Anyway, ENJOY! (:

Also, this takes place during Beskar Kisses & Grime, if you need to recap lol

Day Four:

Din woke up in a dark, unfamiliar room with a start, gasping for breath.

“Ah,” dim light filtered through the room. “You’re awake, Mand’alor.”

Din whirled out of the cot, cape tangling through his legs, blaster pointed at the man who entered.

The man held his hands up in surrender, lantern in hand casting shadows in the small space. A small smile on his wrinkled face. “Please, we mean you no harm.”

Slowly, Din holstered his blaster, his cape untangling with the movement. “I’m looking for someone. A bounty.” His voice was rough, throat dry.

“We get many travelers through our small village,” said the man. “Describe your bounty and I will ask around. If anyone has seen them, we would be more than happy to tell you.”

The words made Din wary, wondering what price he would need to pay for the information. “Why.”

“You are our Mand’alor,” the man stated, matter-of-fact.

With a sigh, Din sat down on the cot, utterly exhausted even though it seemed he got some sleep. It groaned under his weight. “You wear no armor.”

“We have been hiding,” he said, giving nothing away, gaze never leaving the visor before him.

“I see,” Din did not see, but his brain had felt muddled and confused for at least a day now. He figured it was the curse of his Kar’ta. The room was spinning, spinning, spinning. His gloved hands gripped the edge of the cot with strength he didn’t feel.

“Mand’alor?”

“Please- uh-” Din shook his head as though that would clear it and groaned, eyes screwed shut. He had no idea what he was going to say, so he went with the next thing on his mind. “Why- back to?” His body swayed. “Mandalore.”

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather rest?” The man’s concern reached Din’s ears, but just barely over the ringing that now suddenly plagued him.

“Can’t,” he shook his head petulantly and landed hard on his side, eyes opening to find the older man hovering above him. The cot was hardly softer than the ground itself. “Ner Kar’ta.”

“Go back,” the familiar voice cracked, heartbroken and weary.

“Your heart?”

“Go back,” it wailed.

“The bounty,” Din mumbled, moving to sit back up, but the man’s hands held him in place. “I have to get back to her.”

“Go back,” it seethed. “You call yourself Mand’alor and yet you leave your heart.”

A weak cackle made its way out of his vocoder. Finally, the darksaber speaks its mind. “Says the one who gave me no choice.”

“You make no sense, Mand’alor,” the words sounded far away, blowing past him in a strong breeze, getting farther and farther away.

Day Unknown

Din awoke in a fog, the taste of iron filling his mouth. Blood splattered the inside of the helmet before he was able to rip it off, blinding his sight. Silently, not knowing where he was, he slowly sat up and removed his helmet. The air was cool and damp, a cold sweat made his flight suit cling to his body in an uncomfortable way.

Spitting more blood on the ground, he took in his surroundings. A small lantern sat on a small wooden table by the door. The walls, he noticed, were made of stick and mud. Above was straw, which explained absolutely nothing.

Where was he?

What was he doing here?

“You’re awake!” An over-excited voice said, scurrying past before Din could see who they were. “I’ll go get grandpapa.”

Din stood to follow, hand reaching out to the wall as the room spun. Slowly, he grabbed his bag laying on the ground and his bloodied helmet. Finally, he stepped forward, ignoring the ache in his chest as he settled the beskar on his head. Ignoring the murmur of the Darksaber in his mind when he fell to his knees, coughing, sputtering blood until he couldn’t see anything but red. The bag dropped from his feeble grip, one hand moving to clutch the center of his chest while the other fumbled for the mechanism to remove his helmet. Around him, footfalls were heard, thumping, pounding, surrounding him. Someone spoke. A shout. Cries.

Darkness enveloped him.

“If you’re going to be this stupid, Din Djarin, chosen Mand’alor,” the voice spat, disappointment ringing through the many voices. “Then it is time we take over.”

“Take,” Din heaved, chest heavy, as though the Razor Crest sat on it. Every breath tasting, smelling, of copper. Vaguely, he wondered if this was the end for him. “Over?”

“Elek,” it’s voice became stronger, more firm, turning into a physical thing he couldn’t see. As though it had moved from inside of his mind to a person standing right next to him. It’s next words were clipped, “We chose you as our true heir. The one who will bring peace to Mandalore. The one who will always do right by his people. The one we gave the most precious thing to,” the voice paused, waiting. When Din didn’t- couldn’t- respond, it continued, voice reverberating reverence, “Gar Kar’ta.”

“Kar-”

“But we see you do not deserve her-”

“I kno-”

“We see you are not keen to stay in her presence-”

“I do-” Din panted, voice sounding strangled. In a panic, he attempted to explain. To tell the past Mand’alors that you were the only thing he could think of, only thing he needed to survive. He needed them to know that you were everything to him, that all he wanted to do was keep you safe. That it had agreed with him before, that taking you on hunts was unsafe. That anything could happen. There were too many variables, remember? When had a fight ever gone his way? Doesn’t the Darksaber remember that? “Not safe-”

“Yet you must live,” the once-ghostly voices stated over him as though he hadn’t said a word. As though he was nothing but a speck of sand on Tatooine. As if every breath didn’t feel like his last. “We will get you back to her.”

“But-”

“Do not worry, Mand’alor,” the voice turned gentle, understanding. “You are still worthy of your crown. Of us,” the Darksaber sounded sad with it’s next words. “More worthy than most who were chosen before you.”

Silence reigned, high-pitched and screaming. 

Shutting his eyes tight against the surrounding darkness, Din focused on breathing. Honing in on counting; one… two… three… four… five, as he breathed in and out. For minutes, hours, days, he breathed as the metallic scent that could only be blood, filled his lungs. Still, he kept breathing. It was the only thing he could do. The only thing he was capable of. The only thing that kept his mind occupied from the pressure, the burning, the squeezing, in his chest.

The Last Day

The ramp of the Crest screeched open. Blinding light from the double suns forced Din to squint through his visor. Confused, he moved forward, stepping down the ramp as it landed on the sands of Tatooine at Fett’s Palace. Behind him was the hum of floating frozen carbonite following him. Ahead of him, you stood waiting, eyes filled with worry.

He didn’t understand how he was still alive.

He didn’t understand how he got back to the same planet your presence graced.

He didn’t- couldn’t remember anything past the forever darkness. A black so dark he thought for sure he wouldn’t survive. A familiar voice echoed deep in his mind. His head hurt just thinking about it. So he didn’t. Instead, he strode toward you with purposeful strides, using strength he didn’t feel.

“Mesh’la,” he whispered, voice raspy, as he gently laid his helmeted head on yours.

“Gar Kar’ta cuyir morut’yc,” a barely there voice whispered in the depths of his mind.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tags: @againstacecilia @djarinslove @bxmxtx @takeyour-pants-off

THANKS FOR READING!

#mandalorian #fanific #bleeding heart #din djarin x reader

[gyda-hyacinth]

THIS IS A SPICEY NSFW FIC ITS MY FIRST FIC OF THE SORT SO SORRY IF ITS BAD I JUST HAD TO DO SOMETHING FOR MAR10 AND ITS SOMETHING THAT IVE MEANT TO DO FOR A WHILE

#bowuigi #fanific #fandom #writing #super mario #mar10 day #Luigi #bowser

[unauthorizeduntitledportal-work]

Chapter One: Aperture File One

It wasn’t too long ago that GLaDOS was destroyed. Not too long after that, the cores came back online to take care of a dead facility. However, it was just long enough where it might’ve been long ago or maybe not. Plus, the cores had lost track of time since they were randomly shut down and reactivated again.

Either way, GLaDOS was gone, the test subjects were gone, the scientists were gone, and the cores were back. Despite having dozens of cores, only four truly reactivated. Those four were the Fact Core, Space Core, Adventure Core, and the Intelligence Dampening Core. These cores were made long ago by Aperture to assist in scientific studies, advancements, and upkeep. They each also served their own purpose based on their names. 

Fact Core was the first to reactivate. His main function is to aid scientists and test subjects whenever they have a question or need a random fact about something. He’s basically the search engine for the facility and was once very useful. However, like the other cores, he is now corrupt. Due to this, his facts are often wrong and twisted. His flamboyant personality makes it difficult to determine whether or not he is aware that his facts are incorrect. He most likely doesn’t notice and thinks he is still being useful. His love for facts either right or wrong, is still very strong and so is his ego.

Mere nanoseconds later, Adventure Core was reactivated. His main function is to scout out land in place of a human. He also contains knowledge of different environments, geography, and land formations. He enjoys going by the name “Rick” for unknown reasons. A scientist caught him calling the other cores by actual names too once or twice. When asked why, he didn’t give a clear answer. He only stated that he liked the sound of it. Out of the remaining cores, he’s one of the best at hiding the fact that he is also corrupt. 

Lastly, Space Core joined the three. His main function is to provide knowledge about space and everything it contains. This includes space travel, astrological events, previous space missions, and more. Space was Aperture’s next goal, so having him and the other cores proved useful. It is most obvious that he is corrupt. He is now too busy ranting about his love for space to give facts and information about it. He just really likes space.

It’s unknown when the Intelligence Dampening Core or “Wheatley” came back online. It was most likely around the same time as the others. His main function was to help control GLaDOS by giving her stupid and random ideas that are prone to fail. Later, he was put in charge of the test subjects and their chambers. This is a job that he obviously didn’t want. He was also unhappy when he learned about his first purpose and started to constantly complain. This is when the name “Wheatley” was used more consistently. The other cores didn’t know when he reactivated because they weren’t around him. This wasn’t due to any functions or jobs, they merely don’t like him and he doesn’t like them. 

Despite being created by the best scientific minds, by now, most of the cores are somewhat corrupted. The corruption causes the cores to be unable to do their functions properly. More specifically, the Adventure Core’s corruption mainly affects his motor functions and ability to see. As of now, these functions are not badly affected. Though, it is obvious that he’s no longer in mint condition. As previously stated, the Fact Core’s facts are no longer true and are usually twisted. Lastly, instead of giving useful information about space, Space Core just rambles about space related things and his dream of going to space. Due to his functions and personality, it’s unknown if Wheatley is corrupted. 

Once a core is corrupted enough, it may exhibit signs that are similar to insanity in humans. This could include paranoia, nonsensical rambling, homicidal tendencies, and more. These signs are present at different corruption levels for each core. It is unknown why. The leading theory is that it’s based on their functions and how useful they feel. Changes in personality could be an early sign that the core would soon exhibit these signs.

It is also unknown why cores get corrupted at all. Rather, there is no ONE reason. It could be because some cores were made before the technology was perfected. It could be because they were deactivated and reactivated suddenly and without cause. It could also be due to time or the harsh environment and how it could cause such a complex AI to become unraveled. The final theory here is that it has something to do with the once [VOID]

Despite this, the cores still follow most of the rules. One rule being to never leave the rail unless given permission by a high ranking faculty member. The rails consist of platforms the cores can stand on and hold onto as they move around to their next location. It can only be used by the cores since it requires certain programming. The cores have been told that if they were to ever leave the rail, they would die. This rule was also placed into their programming.

Now, the cores spend their days doing their best to maintain the facility and perform their functions. Even if there’s nothing to do and conditions have become too harsh to perform their tasks.

Due to only four cores remaining, they have created something almost like a reluctant friendship. Well, the three have. Wheatley continues overseeing the relaxation chambers and what remains of the humans. 

#portal #portal 2: the unauthorized musical #portal 2 musical #portal 2 #wheatley #fact core #fanific #adventure core #space core

[nothingbutfilthx]

Working on a chapter fic.

Its titled "Finding Lillith"

MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT

(please do not do drugs, and have safe sex peeps)

Content: angst , fluff, smut.

Triggers: death , violence , demons , hell, religion?, Explicit smut, demon fucking, drug use. Abuse, manipulation, Swearing, blood. (I think thats all for now)

(this is in no way meant to glamourise ANY OF THESE THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. )

Description:

Cayde Abaddon, the second son of lucifer, was looking for his Lilith, after his jealous brother violently killed his first love after having an affair with her, he gave up looking. Until he met a kind hearted girl Natalia Fletcher. Natalias life was difficult her father was a drugged out abusive man who put his wife into a permanent coma, using his wife as leverage to keep Natalia around so she could do his bidding.

Cayde's brother Jett hates the very existence of Cayde and has vowed to make his life miserable after Cayde was chosen to be next on hells throne.

The two meet in unfortunate terms but will that bring them together?

Is she his lilith. Can he be the answer to her pain?

#fanfiction #oc #+18 or +adult only #original story #story time #fan imagine #fanific #original content #demon #angel devil

[homo-rashi]

I did it!

It took me eight months but I finally finished my Omovember from 2022! I wrote 30, 2000+ word MHA piss-fics  (with a few other random fandoms for promts i was stumped on lol)

I had to finish it even if it took me moths because half the people who start Omovmeber never finish it and it makes me sad so here you go! 

✧˖°.READ IT HERE ✧˖°.

pls give all the works you read kudos and comments cause this is legit eight months of my life ill never get back ;-; 

#omovember #fanific #omorashi #piss fic #piss kink #non-sexual omorashi #ITS FINISHED #fictomo #omofics #omo #omocute #itspiss

[littlewingtakeflight]

Driven By The Rhythm (Like The Beat Of Their Hearts)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43684302

A gift for a fic/art exchange secret santa thingy! I hope you enjoy!

#my writing #fanific #bart allen #thad thawne #fix it #angst with a happy ending

[wixiany]

hmm, have some officer Martinez with glasses ig,, I felt like writing something short in one sitting lol

#brucetinez #batinez #officer martinez #daniel martinez #bruce wayne #fanific #the batman #my fics

[wolfkeeper989]

Hi! Here is chapter 35! It is a bit long but it is there! TW: drugs, minor character death, and possible mentions of war and war crimes. https://archiveofourown.org/works/34883659/chapters/96799185

#pyschonauts #razputin aquato #assessments #wolfwrites #fanific

[angel13xo]

*gets 10 likes*

im a star

IM A STAR

#im a star #fame roleplay #wanna be friends? #wannabe famous #poems on tumblr #ghost files #anime fanart #fanific #jjk #bts #blackpink #im famous

[lulamadison]

Sorry for not posting the last chapter of my fic yet. So much work related stress means I have no time to write 😔

I hate leaving that last chapter hanging out there 😬

#fanific

[wowowwild]

Chapter 14 of Polly’s Paper Bag is arrived!

Starring:

Athena as Voice of Reason

Maya as Sage Master of Romance

Phoenix as Unhelpful for All 12 Seconds of Screen Time

Clay as Dutiful Housewife Who Spoils the Children

Apollo as Horribly Insecure Actually :/ and also A Pushover

#next chapter they go shopping and Apollo becomes a hot girl #yeah sorry he'll never be the same #might have to change the planned ending RIP #apollo justice #klapollo #klavier gavin #maya fey #phoenix wright #athena cykes #ace attorney #fanific #like seriously i should have realized the timeline wasn't going to fit my preplanned outline #the only thing that will stay the same is that this is a veeeerrrryyyyy long crack fic #ace's fic

[gyda-hyacinth]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Star Wars, Chiss - Fandom, Star Wars: Thrawn Ascendancy Trilogy - Timothy Zahn Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Yoda (Star Wars), Yaddle (Star Wars), Jedi Council (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Jedi Culture & Tradition (Star Wars) Summary:

This series is going to follow a Chiss, (my OC) a sky-walker who gets stranded in the outer rim and meets two jedi and begin a grand adventure. Will they return the Chiss to her people, or will she stay?

#fanific #chiss skywalkers #chiss ascendancy #star wars #jedi #oc

[sherlock-teddy]

The Man I am Being Forced To Marry Says He Loves Me?! by Sherlock_Teddy (me) is COMPLETE!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37775794

#bkdk #bkdk fanfic #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x midoriya #ao3bkdk #bakugou x dek #bakugou x deku #deku x kacchan #kacchan x deku #ao3 bakugou #fanific #mha fanfiction #my hero #my hero academia

[darylscrossbowtwd]

thankyou/ update!

Thank you so much to all the people that have read my recent fic! 

It means to much to me <3

Currently working on a new fic, it’s a twd group x reader (platonic) and it’s set in the prison era!!! Can’t wait to release it :) 

#fanific #twd #twd fanfiction #twd fandom #thankyou #update #the walking dead #twd x reader

[bluxb3rry]

❝𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞!❞↳෴੭˚ ༘♡·˚₊˚ˑ༄ؘ 💜

Medusa AU! Lee Minho x Blind! male reader! he/him pronouns! English is not my first language! hehe angst and fluff Also, HAPPY NEW YEAR [Not yet but you know] would you like to see me as another fruit or blueberry forever?

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

Lee minho was a handsome man, everytime he walked he made at least made one person fall in love at frist sight. He didn't care, he just wanted to be with his cats in his lovely home, him and his toughts.

In some way, he didn't liked being like this, people only looking at him with lust in their eyes, talking to him with only one thougt in their head. He wished that someone could touch his hair, his lips, his neck, his body, with pure love, and the soft words "i love you" being murmured in his ear. That someone could kiss him with passion and that could build a fire inside him.

He oh so wanted to be loved, that he believed in the men that told him those words, he ignored everything because he was told "i love you" he ignored the warnings in his head and kissed him with passion, feeling loved.

But love isn't real, it's fake, and he learned that with pain, he was punished. He didn't know why, he was loved, he felt safe in that man arms, but he heard an angry scream before that his body changed.

Lee minho was a handsome man, so as a punishment, he was made to a monster. He didn't really looked like one, the snakes that were his new hair didn't damage anything, he would look like a beautiful creature, but, everyone that looked at him would became stone. That made him a monster.

People wanted to kill him, people wanted to take his head as a trophy, but that wasn't even close to what he felt, he felt betrayed because of love. Because of love, he lost his life.

He wished that someone would look at him and tell him "you're still handsome" "you're still are perfect" please, stop calling him a monster, please let him leave that cage of rocks inside a muntain, where only the planst and the rocks can hear his screams and tears. Ignoring the beautiful flowers that grow from the grass, ignoring those snakes that oh tried so hard to help him.

Please someone tell him, tell him that you love him.

-hello?-

Huh, a voice?

-Hello? Is anybody here? im lost!-the voice started to be more close

-a human?-he whispered, a snake answering him with a hiss

He started to get up from the rock, his snake like body transferring him. He looked behind one of the rocks, the human was walking quite dumb in his opinion, he would step on some rocks and hiss, still looking anywhere confused as ever.

-Hello?-the man said again, until he crashed into a big rock and fell to the floor.

-you are one silly human-minho finally talked, getting close to him.

There were a lot of statues around him, men that tried to kill him, men tried to hide but failed. Yet, this guy decided to just walk like nothing, and even ask for help, his help.

-Hello? Who are you?-the men asked looking at him.

Minho was suprised when the men looked but didn't became stone.

-my question is, who are you? i want to know the stupid men that came here-minho talked with a hint of anger in his voice

-oh, um, im sorry mister, im Y/N, as you can see im blind and i don't know how i got lost and, well, here i am-Y/N said with a small smile, his cheeks becoming quite red

-huh, that makes sense-minho walked far away, slapping his snake tail to the mens face-that explains why you aren't stone right now

-stone?-Y/N looked at bit more suprise now-so, you are the snake man that the town talks about-

-something like that, and you don't look so afraid-minho said while playing with one of his snakes.

-well, if you were a really monster, you would have killed me by now, yet you didn't-Y/N said with a smile in his face, looking where he was hoping the men was.

-you are lost, where did you wanted to go anyways that you ended here?-minho sat, kinda, in front of him.

-i was following some people, they said that they were going to look for food but never came back-he laughed a bit-i think they didn't wanted me in the group anymore

Minho just looked at him, not saying a word.

-Lee minho-

-huh?-

-Lee minho, thats my name-

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

Minho showed him the town, hiding behind some trees, far away from his cave, yet, Y/N followed him back. He heard him quite easly, since he crashed again into some trees.

"why are you still here" he asked

"well, you didn't pushed me away" Y/N answered

So, time passed, and here they are, beside the small lake that was in the cave. Minho looking at Y/n making some crown flowers with the few that grow there.

-you know how to make those, you look like a professional-he said getting closer to him

-yeah, well my mom used to teach me, it was hard since i only could use my hands but, i learned and i made a lot of them for her and for me-Y/N said finally finishing the two crown flowers, putting one in his own head

-and your father?-minho asked, fixing a bit of the flower crown in Y/N's head

-he, was never there, i didn't mind, i didn't met him but i wish i could hugged him at least one time-Y/N's voice was a bit sad

-men are like that, some of us don't deserve that, i was once a handsome man, but, someone betrayed me-minho said, anger being obvious in his voice

-was?-Y/N asked

-well, if you could see me right now, you would see a monster-

Y/N raised his hands a bit, withouth warning he started to touch Minho face. Minho was suprised but he stay still, now knowing what the other one was doing.

Then he felt his fingers in his lips, touching his cheecks, softly touching his nose and even touched some of the snakes. Y/N touched his neck a bit, then rested his hands in his shoulders, Y/N smiled.

-i think your handsome and kind, if you weren't like that, i would have been dead by now but you helped me and even let me live here-Y/N said-though i do feel sad that i can't see you, dying by seeing you must be a beautiful way to die.

Minho felt tairs falling from his cheecks, oh he waited so long for those words to be said, even before that he became like that. Someone has finally treated him with kind and love, told him how he was.

His heart felt like fire, he didn't know when but he kissed him, he kissed him with passion and you accepted that. The two men in that room knew so little abouth the other, but they felt safe in each others arms.

When they separated, they hugged, Minho face being in withing the shoulder and neck of Y/N.

-i... i think i love you-minho whispered

-i love you too-

Minho felt happy, and with his snakes looking at him and at his new lover, he didn't care, he wasn't a monster.

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