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moochalove · 6 months

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Last Nights Mistakes and New Beginnings (Pt. 2)

(yandere!kazuha x pregnant!reader x scaramouche)

Another part finished!!! This kinda scratches my brain but i need more…. so expect a part 3….

i got into some darker themes and I intend to keep them around so please be warned.

word count: idk but it’s pretty long 🗣️

not proofread 😋

TW: panic attacks, yandere themes, implied noncon but nothing detailed

Rolling over to stretch you notice the sun seeping through your curtains. Ah, that’s right, he’s still here. Well you suppose it wouldn’t hurt to drop him off wherever he needed to be, then come back and sleep some more. With one last stretch you stumble out of bed, heading to the living room you notice Scara curled up with the blankets surrounding him. He even sleeps weirdly….. You stop and think for a moment, should you wake him up? Or should you just let him sleep longer…

“It’s not nice to stare, Y/n.”

Cutoff from your thoughts you take a few steps back, eyes settling back down onto his now awake figure. “S-sorry, I was just trying to figure out whether to wake you or not- I…” Rubbing his eyes he throws the blankets off of himself. “Yeah yeah, save it.”

And you thought you were cranky when woken up early, huh.

“I’ll give you some time to get ready.” Turning on your heel you walk back to your personal bathroom wanting to wash up quickly, “By the way, hope you slept well.” You weren’t sure why you were inclined to say that. Shrugging it off you leave him to gather his stuff. Scara, on the other hand was taken aback by the comment. Was he a flustered? Maybe. Surprised? Definitely. Was he gonna reciprocate the act somehow? Hell no, it’s not like he owes you anything! Nope, nothing at all! Huffing he folds up the blanket before placing it back in the basket.

While reaching down he notices a funny looking book, “How to prepare for motherhood!” Did your sister leave it here? He was curious to ask you more questions but it definitely wasn’t his place. Shrugging he ignores it and tosses the somewhat neatly folded blanket onto the book.

Coming out of the bathroom your face was freshly clean, teeth: brushed, hair: combed, contacts in if needed. You were dressed casually, but still wearing a baggy shirt so no one would notice your baby bump. Grabbing your keys you jangle them around before teasing, “let’s go drop the baby off~!” “Ugh, as if!” his face is slightly red and churned. He combs his hand through his hair- you are reminded of a certain someone by this singular action.

Staring at him your mind floods back positively bad feelings. The way he treated you oh so gently, like a porcelain doll that would crack under too much pressure. And the way he pleased you like a lover should. As if he’d been a starving man and you, his first meal- but it seems you were just a side dish- an appetizer before the real meal he could ravish any other day.

Scaramouche stared back at you a little distraught, “Oh my g- What is it now? You look like a deer in headlights.” He’s already poking your face and shaking you slightly.

Your mind is retelling you the events of that night at a pace you can’t even comprehend. The tight feeling in the head that hurts so much yet feels hollow and empty is telling you something’s wrong but you haven’t been caught up to speed yet-

“Hey, this isn’t funny! What’s wrong?” he sounds genuinely concerned.

Once your mind starts running at a pace you can’t imagine, it starts linking certain events of your life together like it’s some tragic movie. A horrible one at that.

Scara is shaking you now he’s practically begging you to snap out of it. Oh, how you would laugh at the way he’s begging, the way he’s actually concerned. You wouldn’t think someone like him had it in him.

By the time you regain consciousness you’re lying on the couch with an ice pack on your head with a straw attached to a bottle of water. Trying to move and get up at the sudden reminder that you were supposed to drop Scara off you shoot up only for your head to pound in return, “Ow… what the f-“ this action causes you to lay back down.

Scara is practically inches away from you, eyes wide with relief and a small smile plastered on his dumb looking face. “You’re awake! I was sooooo- um..” he quickly backs off with a sigh, “I was just getting tired of being here, was just about to call someone to come pick me up. But it seems sleeping beauty has finally woken up!”

“What the hell happened?” you reach to hold your head, slowly recounting the events that led up to a blank space in your mind. Your face scrunches up, realizing you had a panic attack in front of Scaramouche…. You contemplated on telling him the truth of making up some random bullshit. Both of you look like you’re about to say something, “So-“ “I’m-“, with a small chuckle of you both wait to see who will speak first.

“I just wanted to say that i’m.. I’m sorry for whatever that was earlier. I don’t know what came over me. Perhaps I didn’t get enough sleep.” Your words trail off and your ears start to feel a little warm. “It’s okay, Y/n, I-I was worried about you, you know?” Scaramouche trailed his last words, looking off at some painting you have hanging up on your wall, “Anyways… I’m not too sure what happened with you but it’s none of my business so don’t try n explain yourself because I really don’t care ,” you could only feel a little guilty and embarrassed but you nodded along, “Let’s go grab some dinner.” Huh? Why did he wanna get dinner? Perhaps he felt bad about what he said? Oh well, it’s free food! Surely you would need to replenish all your engere after this whole ordeal. Plus, you needed to stay healthy so the growing life within you can stay alive and healthy.

You’re hit with a sudden realization that you’re not wearing an oversized shirt or sweater of some sort. Had he removed it in attempt to see if there was something physically wrong? Like a wound of some sort? Okay- maybe if you get up slow enough he surely won’t notice? right? RIGHT? Just act natural- slow and steady does it! Or do you just look awkward slowly rising? Hit with a sudden way of embarrassment you shoot up before turning to run to your room to change, “O-oh no…. I forgot my phone… in my room… haha… i’ll be back….!” slamming the door behind you you’re sliding the oversized hoodie on and grabbing your phone then putting some casual slip-ons. When you walk out you notice the previous hoodie folded up to where you were laid.

“O-okay! let’s go!” He can tell you’re still frazzled just by the way you’re so inconsistent with your actions and moods. Maybe it was just “that time of the month” for you. Scara knows how scary women can become during that time. It’s best if he just ignores it and goes along like nothings wrong, lest you end up berating him like his sister did that one time.

The car ride was silent, only asking where he wanted to eat and some small talk.

When your food comes out, piping hot and steaming, you’re fighting the urge to cool it the best you can before shoving it in your mouth, very well knowing that choice would result in a burnt tongue, and the roof of your mouth scorched. Scaramouche on the other hand- he’s taking his time cutting the food up into nice bite-sized pieces, although you see he’s also fighting the urge to scarf down uncut meat that’s laid on his plate. You both hadn’t eaten all day after all so of course you’re making an excessive amount of noise with exaggerated huffs and puffs, blowing your food cold. The way you’re both chugging your drinks down. I’m sure you would both regret ordering the amount of drinks you did when the bill is shown.

Both of you stare at each other while the bill sits in the middle of the pile of plates that would soon be taken away.

“Well, I take this is your treat? Of course for making me stay longer than I wanted to-“ before he can finish you’re cutting him off with a overdramatic voice, “Oh thank you! I’m so relieved knowing that you are paying tonight!” He can only scoff, he’s using an unopened straw and pushing towards you. Your face churns as you can practically feel your hairs popping out but you still put on a cocky smile, “I’m sure you’re well aware of what you just did? Whoever comes in contact with the bill must pay-“ “IT WASNT DIRECT CONTACT!” With another overdramatized action you’re pulling out your wallet with a slight ‘sigh’. All the while Scara is watching joyfully.

On the way back to the car you get a phone call.

Maybe it was a work related issue? Not wanting to risk it being an important call you answered it.

What happened next you could’ve never anticipated would happen.

All you really remember was that the call consisted of Kazuha, who was clearly drunk, and busying himself with a woman as you could hear giggles, moans and whimpers coming from himself and the other participant. He claimed you left with Scaramouche and he was still with you. Claiming how he must’ve left with you, since he went missing after you both got kicked out, and how he never came back to their shared apartment. The way he kept reiterating that he “wasn’t upset, just disappointed” I mean, he wasn’t wrong- you did leave with him but it’s not like you guys did anything? It scared you a bit how controlling he was trying to be even though you weren’t even in a relationship with him. The last thing he said before he hung up was that he would be over soon and that he didn’t want to hear any excuses. It scared you even more how he kept his calm and collected demeanor up. If it weren’t for the context you’re sure you’d be excited to see him.

Scaramouche is already waiting in the car, growing impatient by the second. Once you sit down your mind starts to slowly pick up the pace. What do you do? He said he would be there soon? How soon? Was he just planning to talk it out? Was he worried about his friend? Should you be honest? What if- A hand placed on your shoulder snaps you from thoughts. “Knock it off. You’re doing that thing again.” Hah, it was obvious that you were freaking out. Taking a deep breath you start to explain the situation. By the time you get halfway through explaining Scara is urging you to drop him off at his house and for you to get home and lock up, or go to a friends house.

The car ride was… something to say the least…. Speeding when nobody was around then acting like normal law-abiding citizens the next second.

Tires screech loudly from when you slammed on the brakes. Scara practically went flying and hit the window. He’s unbuckling the once neglected seatbelt, before he you exchange numbers in case anything happens, like if he needs to contact the authorities if you can’t. Stumbling to the backyard to sneak in. You, on the other hand, you’re speeding back home on the back roads. You had planned on parking inside the garage and locking up. From what Scara had told you, every now and then Kazuha will get absolutely wasted and make the worst decisions possible.

Also mentioning that ever since his friend’s death he’s been a lot more controlling of certain people. Like apparently one time he was so invested in the woman he was practically bat-shit-crazy over her, tracking her every move, monitoring who she spoke with, what she wore, and even some of her actions. Once she had enough and wanted a break from him he let her go, surprisingly he let her go, but soon after she was allegedly admitted to a mental hospital. Surely these are just rumors, right? There’s no way that someone like sweet and caring Kazuha would actually be like this? Right?

Once you’re parked you’re heading inside and locking everything up. One thing you should’ve did was let a friend know of the situation but it totally slipped your mind.

You decide to wait it out in your room. Laying on your back and gently rubbing your stomach, “It’s okay. Mommy is gonna be okay. So please, don’t worry..” Your skin is stretching every day, it’s an uncomfortable process but a needed change. It’s not like anyone was gonna see your body again after this. Nope, the one time you drop the “strong independent young woman destined to be the next ceo act” you end up pregnant, and the father also happens to be a sleazy alcoholic who was also crazy.

You could feel the sorrow in your heart. Eventually, you would have to tell your child that he shouldn’t be the kind of man his father was. Well, that can be something you worry about in the far distant future, for now you just gotta keep him alive and well.

There’s a gentle knock at the door.

You just have to wait it out.

It turns louder, more impatient.

It’s now a loud pounding. You can hear your name being called gently despite the knock being the opposite.

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It stopped. Maybe he’s finally regained his composure and is willing to give up. Huh? Is the door know rattling? Really? Is he really trying to do what you think he’s doing? Crap. You don’t have enough time to hide.

Once the door swings open you’re locking your bedroom door and reach for your phone. Hell. you need help. Oh god. He’s already at the door, rattling the door handle and banging on the door. You’ve barely opened the keypad. You’re frantically tapping the screen.

Once the call goes through you feel as if you’ve been saved! Surely they’ll come help!

A hand is placed over your mouth firmly, “Ah, i’m so sorry, it seems my girlfriend’s sister dialed this number! Yes. I assure you everything is alright! No, no need to send someone over. I understand, we’ll give her a thorough talking. Thank you.”

Once you hear the call end your blood runs cold. You want to scream and make a break for the door but you’re not sure if you can make it.

Kazuha lets out a huff before combing through his hair, “I wish you would just talk to me, Y/n. I wish you would just listen.” He tosses the phone off into some corner before he’s pushing you down on the mattress.

You try protesting to his attempts to undress you, yelling at him saying he’s drunk and that he’s being delusional. It seems to go through one ear out the other, he’s not listening. But his calm and lover-like demeanor is present all the while. He’s kissing you gently and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, he’s feeling up and down your body, squeezing whatever his hands can grab. You hate how he’s acting like he didn’t do anything wrong. You want to scream and disappear from the face of the earth, hoping to never see his face again.

Kissing your neck seems to draw you from your thoughts, “My sweet little princess, be honest with me. What did you do with him?” you gulp nervously (or is it from fear?) you reply, “After we got kicked out, I dropped him off at his moms place. I swear baby- we didn’t do anything. It’s not him I love, it’s you!” oh how you wished to rip your tongue out and scrub it clean. With a ‘tsk’ Kazuha is starting to fiddle with his pants, “I already told you to not make excuses. Please, sweetheart, just tell me what you did and i’ll forgive you.” Covering your face, hiding your eyes, threatening to spill unwanted tears you try refuting but he seems to stuck on the idea you “cheated” even though you did nothing wrong.

The rest of the night is another blurry one, but not from the alcohol, from unwanted memories. From that day on you tell yourself you’re gonna take a break from work and fly home to spend the rest of your pregnancy with your family. Sure it seemed irresponsible and you didn’t exactly have the funds for it but you’re sure once you tell your parents your situation they’ll understand and lend a helping hand.

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Scaramouche on the other hand, he’s sitting in his younger self’s bedroom, everything is outdated to his likings now but some things remain to what he still enjoys. A cracked phone lays before him, wondering if he should call to see if you’re alright, perhaps the situation has changed? Biting the skin of his inner cheek he decided against it, ultimately deciding to call in a few days.

Fiddling with the cheap metal rings on his fingers his mind keeps wandering back to the idea of you. Had you really caught his interest? You? Of all people? Pfft, as if some lowly scum such as yourself could dare to invade his mind! Yet, here you are. The way you laugh, your smile, your everything. It truly captivated him.

He thinks back to how you both practically agreed to take care of your new baby, Meowmeow. Hopefully you would be able to feed her tonight. He needs to consult his mother about his new cat so he can get all the finical support he needs. Although he’s sure she’ll just flash him a dumb smile saying, “Oh, such a silly thing to want to invest in. Well, it’s not like you ask for much so i’ll be a good mom and help my son!” or at least something along those lines.

His mind also plagued him with not so happy thoughts, like the idea of you truly disliking him and pushing him away. Maybe revoking his rights to care for your stray animal and shutting him out forever. No use in worrying about it now, it’d be best to do something else for now. Even when his mind would slip in images of you here and there. Oh well, it’s not like he didn’t mind.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin x y/n #fem!reader #genshin angst #pregnant!reader #kazuha x reader #yandere!kazuha #kazuha x fem!reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x fem!reader #implied yandere #tw noncon #fluff to angst #tw panic attack

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cherrydropsgalore · 11 months

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𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐒 || 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 ||

❝ 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄 stealing Meliodas' heart when he visits your kingdom and bringing it with you when you have to leave. ❞

As the sole princess of your kingdom, it was your responsibility to oversee the kingdom and ensure all was well. One of these duties was spectating any major trades you made as a kingdom to make sure no loopholes or tricks were made. A few weeks ago, your father communicated with the kingdom Danafor, per your request, for one of these trades--you would give them fabrics in exchange for weapons.

By pure luck, Meliodas was sent as a trusted Holy Knight who would watch over the trade just like you were.

Your kingdom made a big stink when Danafor's Holy Knights arrived. Because of their tendency to be attacked, Danafor's reputation was relatively low compared to their surrounding kingdoms. No one wanted to be associated with them for fear they would be raided, too.

However, their complaints stopped when you arrived. You were highly respected among your people--not just as the princess, but as a person. You never hesitated when it came to protecting your people and always made sure everyone was in good health. Normally, they could never go against you so openly as to disrespect your choices... However, this wasn't like your usual orders. But going against you could be treason, so they would never be so open about their opinions.

Meliodas had immediately taken a liking to you. You were so kind and respectful during the transaction despite their reputation. He made casual conversation with you while the others argued over what was fair and he found himself entranced by you.

Many spoke of your beauty and kindness. It wasn't rare for him to hear about how much they would love to live their life with you by their side, but it wasn't until now that Meliodas truly understood what they were saying.

He finally understood those who said every angle was your best one, those who said you had the kindest eyes that could tame anyone--but most importantly, he saw how merciful and understanding you were. To him, those were the most important qualities someone could have

So, like any enamored man would, he delayed the trade's end as much as possible just so he could keep talking to you. The casual conversation turned into playful banter, which led to hushed promises to see each other again.

"You're interesting, Meliodas," you'd tell him, prompting him to push himself closer to you. "I don't think I've met anyone who could treat me so casually. Thank you."

In no time at all, he was thinking about you like you were the sun itself. You prioritized everything, whether you meant to or not. He was a starving man and you were his feast.

You would often sneak out to see him. The two of you would go into the forest with nothing but your clothes and frolic around until sundown.

You would bond with each other in mind, body, and soul with no traces of regret. You were his soulmate, after all. He couldn't hold any guilt for loving someone who was made so perfectly for him.

But alas, you were human and he was a demon. Your life span was astute compared to his and he had to say goodbye.

Now all he could do was look back on your memories and hope you were at peace.

(𝐀/𝐍): Oops oops oops I broke his heart again

#seven deadly sins x reader #seven deadly sins meliodas x reader #meliodas x reader #x reader #reader insert #fluff to angst #angst #fluff

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junohnoo · 4 months

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For fellow AO3 AND Scollace shippers, I have a great list of stories on thy website that happen to be ones I personally enjoy (I literally would sell my soul to the author(s) if I could.)

Angst -

(TW FOR S/H) (the top link only!!!)

Title: "im bad at titles the fic is scollace angst" By - brhmsheelshirebf

Title: "Scollace Song Oneshot: Let's Go To Bed by The Cure" - By coolgayroomate

Title: "The 4th Ex "Phase" - Scollace as Roxie and Ramona Swap AU" - By knifeintheportrait

(Angst to fluff ^^)

Title: "Hm. No sparks." - By queer_diaries

Title: "I didn't know you ever were" - By lovelace_loveletter

Fluff -

Title: "I'll love you like an idiot loves - Scollace Week 2023" By - Limanzito

Title: " "Bro" thing" - By rangat

Title: "Still like you" - By levioffline

(both fluff and angst ^^)

Title: "Hold Me Just Like a Morning Paper" - By iateabucketofsand

Title: "equipped: glasses" - By ikarakie

(I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE GAMEY FORMAT ON THIS ONE, IT'S JS PERFECT. ^^)

THERE IS SO MUCH MORE STORIES I ABSOLUTELY RECOMMEND, THESE ARE JUST ONES THAT STICK OUT TO ME AND I ADORE SOOOOSOSO MUCH!!! I TAKE NO CREDIT WHATSOEVER, CREDIT TO ALL THESE LOVELY AUTHORS!!!

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inktailsaystuff · 4 months

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An Eternity Without You, is an Eternity of Suffering

TW: Fluff turns to angst :) Neuvillette x Furina aka Immortal x Mortal hehehehe

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“Come on dance with me!” Furina called out to Neuvillette as she stood on the surface of the water. The white haired woman reaching out a hand to him as he stood at the edge of the lake, the turquoise waters lapping at his shoes. “Is the hydro dragon really scared of a little water?” Furina laughed with a smile on her face as she splashed some water in his direction.

“I do not fear the water, I simply-”

“Come on then!” She didn't let him finish his sentence, pulling him along to the center of the lake. (For the purposes of this story Neuvillette can walk on water.) “Neuvillette.” Furina pouted as the taller man attempted to retreat to the safety of the shore. “Dance with me. Please?” She begged, clinging to his arm, “Please Neuvillette, just one dance? And then I promise we can go home. I don’t want to dance alone.”

“...Very well.” He sighed, “One dance it is,” Neuvillette took her hand in his as Furina beamed, he had promised that he would never let Furina dance alone, not ever again. The taller man let her lead him, Furina twirled around him, leading him through the waltz. Neuvillette let himself crack a smile as he admired Furina, the way she would look down to make sure her feet matched with his, the way one strand of her hair curved up and bobbed with each movement.

“You're surprisingly good at this Monsieur.” Furina smiled, as Neuvillette spun her.

“Your standards for me are far too low, Lady Furina .” Neuvillette scoffed, “I can dance.”

“Well how was I supposed to know?” Furina rolled her eyes playfully. “You almost never do.” As the dance came to a close she detached herself from Neuvillette.

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“Look, it looks just like you.” Furina giggled as she lifted up the soggy creature.

“It does not.” Neuvillette glanced at the otter she held in her hands. “It looks nothing like me.” Neuvillette sipped his water, turning his head away from the creature.

“Oh come on. Look.” Furina lifted the creature higher, “It looks just like you. It even has your blue horns!”

“It has stripes not horns.” Neuvillette corrected, throwing the creature a subtle glare.

“Hmph.” Furina pouted, setting the creature down. “I think the Melusines would agree with me.” The former archon huffed, leaning against the taller man, her head against his shoulder as she watched the otters swim and play in the fontainian sea.

“They most certainly would not.” Neuvillette handed Furina a glass of water.

“You say that now.” Furina waved a finger at him. “But just you wait, I’ll ask Sigewinne when we see her again. With how long she spends in the fortress she's bound to see the otters at least a few times.” Furina smirked. “And I’m sure she would agree with me.”

“...I do not look like the otters of Fontaine.” Neuvillette huffed.

“Denial is a river in the Sumeru Desert.” Furina shrugged with a laugh.

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“Stay still Neuvillette.” Furina scolded.

“I apologize.” Neuvillette tried to stay still as the woman brushed out his hair. Carefully removing any knots and tangles his hair had developed overnight, she did her best in trying not to yank at his hair. However he couldn't help but wince every once in a while when she pulled too hard.

“You don't even move that much while you sleep. How does your hair get this knotted?” Furina complained as she brushed.

“I do not know,” Neuvillette replied honestly, “Please be careful with-”

“Be careful with your horns. I know.” Furina laughed, using one hand to gently run her hand over the blue horns that protruded from his skull. They were both hard and soft, it felt like touching water if the water was solid and not wet. “They're so pretty.” Furina smiled as she worked around them.

“As you have mentioned before.” Neuvillette smiled as he felt the woman start to braid his hair.

“I can't help it! It is pretty.” Furina pouted. “You have to agree on that.”

“Hm. Very well I shall agree with you Lady Furina.” Neuvillette watched her work through her reflection in the mirror. “What do you have to do today Lady Furina?” Neuvillette asked as he looked at her,

“Just some filming.” Furina waved a hand.

“Are you not worried that you will be late?” Neuvillette inquired, his voice soft.

“No. It's still early in the morning Neuvillette, and we have to film during the day.” Furina laughed, her laugh warmed his heart.

“I see. And what are you shooting?” He asked softly.

“Today it's a scene where the man confesses to his lover… but they cannot be together not yet anyway,” She chuckled, “So the man is left alone with his bouquet of rainbow roses at the bench and it's all sad.”

“I see.” Neuvillette smiled, “I will have to see this film when it comes out.”

“You better!” Furina gasped, “If you don't show up to the premiere I’ll be sad. And mad.” She expertly wove the ribbon into his hair tying the braid.

“Then I shall be there to witness your new film.” Neuvillette smiled, standing up and offering her a hand.

“Hmph-” Furina stood up, “You better or I will cry.”

“Tell me the date of the premiere then ma chérie.” Neuvillette pressed a kiss to the back of her hand. “Have a pleasant day.” He smiled, noticing the blush that dusted her cheeks.

“You too.” Furina smiled, waving him away as she got ready for her day.

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The clapping faded away as Neuvillette rushed backstage, the performance Furina had put on in the musical had been amazing, oh how he loved seeing her perform. The way she would twirl onstage and smile her blinding smile. Furina in question had already changed out of her costume and was wearing her usual dark blue suit and white shorts, the hydro vision hung off her sash by her waist.

“Oh Neuvillette!” Furina spotted him almost instantly running over. “What did you think?” She beamed, clapping her hands excitedly.

“I think it was wonderful,” Neuvillette smiled, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand. “You really are a wonderful actress ma dulcinée.” He handed her a bouquet of rainbow roses.

“Thank you mon amour .” Furina beamed, gripping the bouquet excitedly.

“I do think we should celebrate this.” Neuvillette mused, “Where would you like to go eat?”

“Oh can we go to the Hotel Deboard?” Furina smiled, “They have wonderful desserts.”

“I do hope you don't plan on just eating desserts.” Neuvillette smiled as he walked out of the Opera Epiclese with Furina. “That wouldn’t be very filling.”

“But they're good.” Furina smiled as she walked alongside him, Neuvillettes hand resting on her hip.

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“Neuvillette… I burnt the macaroni…” Furina stared miserably at the blackened macaroni in the pot.

“Tsk- Let me cook Furina darling.” Neuvillette gently shooed her away from the kitchen.

“You can't just serve water and call that food,” Furina huffed as she played with a glass that was left out.

“I will not just serve water.” Neuvillette scoffed, “I will make Consomme Purete.” He announced proudly, “And it will be made using only the finest water-”

“Mon dragon, I think you're the only person in Teyvat who can taste different water. Water is water.” Furina rolled her eyes.

“It is not!” Neuvillette stared at her, mouth hanging agape. “Furina! Take that back! You know Fontaine has the best water.”

“How am I supposed to judge when you won't let me near other water?” Furina snorted, “You say Liyue water is salty and full of vortex overlord remnants and you won't even let me try it.”

“Because it’s bad water.” Neuvillette sipped his glass of water. “Its taste is by far the worst out of all seven nations in Teyvat. That much salt would probably kill you Furina.”

“Oh please how salty could it be?” Furina rolled her eyes. “And how in the name of Celestia do you figure out what vortex remnants taste like-” She swiveled her head to give him a pointed stare. “Do you regularly eat vortex remains-”

“You have gotten off topic.” Neuvillette waved a hand, “I am trying to cook.”

“Answer my question Neuvillette!” Furina whined.

“No.”

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Furina pointed as a gold fish swam by. “Look!” She motioned for Neuvillette to follow her as she led him through the kelp forests of Fontaine. Furina spun through the ruins, twirling in the water as if she belonged there all along. Neuvillette smiled as he watched Furina dart around like a fish, dragging him along as she pointed at the animals.

“Furina I must-”

“No wait, stay a little bit longer.” Furina pleaded. (Idk if you can talk underwater I'm just gonna guess you can in Fontaine)

“Very well.” Neuvillette sighed. “How could you exploit the fact that I cannot say no to you?” He “reluctantly” swimmed after her, easily catching up to Furina, the water was his domain after all. “Are you enjoying yourself, Lady Furina?”

“Look at how cute it is!” Furina squealed as she grabbed Nevullittes hand pointing at a sleeping blubber seal. “How is it that it took me this long to go beneath the water? Did you know about this place?” Furina asked as she swam through the kelp forest.

“You have never swam in the Fontaine sea?” Neuvillette raised a brow, that was news to him.

“Nope! I never knew it was this pretty…” Furina beamed as a school of iridescent fish swam past her. Neuvillette smiled at the sight, watching as fish of all colors swirled around his Furina. As if she truly was the deity of water.

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The sunset glowed white against the water, the waves softly moving and churning with the wind as Furina and Neuvillette sat next to each other by the shore. “Time flies doesn't it Neuvillette?” Furina whispered as she looked out at the sea

“I suppose it does.” The ludex answered softly.

“These past six hundred years have been an interesting experience.” Furina whispered, her head against the stoic man. Unlike her Neuvillette hadn’t aged a day, while Furina’s hair had grayed and wrinkles appeared on her face, the hydro dragon remained the same. However despite her old and weary joints, and her cracking voice, her eyes with their teardrop shaped pupils never lost their spark. “For five hundred of those years I was playing an archon… and for these past hundred… I have been playing myself.” Furina laughed just as she had used to when she was young. “However, these past one hundred years with you… have been wonderful Neuvillette.”

“Amour what are you saying?” Neuvillette looked over at her.

“I can feel it Neuvillette. My time is almost up.” Furina smiled softly, standing up and extending a hand to him. “Mon dragon, dance with me one last time?”

“I… very well ma déesse.” Nevuillette took her hand, leading her through a careful waltz. Each step felt like a thousand shards of ice piercing his heart as Furina danced with him. Despite her old body, she didn't stumble through the dance, gliding smoothly over the water just as they used to all those years ago. Neuvillette could feel the tears in his eyes, the slow rain that began only confirming that he was crying. Furina paused mid spin, noticing the water droplets that disturbed the stillness of the waters.

“Oh Neuvillette… getting sad again are you?” Furina smiled at him.

“How can I not?” He replied, his voice cracking with pain.

“This is the best ending I could ever dream of.” Furina smiled, wiping away his tears with her hand. “After six hundred years… I can finally truly rest.”

“Furina…” Neuvillette held her hand against his cheek as he closed his eyes. “I…”

“I love you Neuvillette, and I will love you for eternity.” Furina wiped his eyes.

“Furina…” Neuvillette gripped her hand looking at her pleadingly. “An eternity without you… that is an eternity of suffering…”

“Well if you think about it… not even you will live forever…” Furina smiled, “And one day we will be reunited… I promise it…”

“Furina…” The rain hammered down around them.

“Oh, hydro dragon, hydro dragon… dont cry….” She whispered, her lips ghosting over his for the last time.

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Authors Note:

Furina and Neuvillette have different dynamics based on my mood maybe they are dating maybe they are siblings/family. However, In no world are they both siblings/family and dating. (Dont date your family guys)

My apolagy for making yall cry

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Your relationship with Tsukishima goes through cycles like the phases of the moon. You spend weeks in a honeymoon phase where he’s doting, attentive, and sometimes, even kind only for your love for him to wane. For it to slowly shrink like how the moon does in the sky towards the end of the month. You start to hate him and the love you have all but dying, becoming so tiny it’s almost nothing. You feel nothing. So when the new moon comes again it’s a blank slate, strangers. Strangers, to lovers to enemies, and back again. Your love cycles like the phases of the moon.

It’s late, and you’re sharing his mattress in his new apartment, the one he never asked you to move into, the one you would have said no if he had. He pulls you closer and you hum. “I love you,” he’ll whisper. A phrase he rarely speaks, he feels like if he says it too much, it’ll lose its meaning so when he says it, you know he means it.

“Love you, too.”

Waxing.

“How is it possible for you to be such a dick!”

“Oh, and you’re perfect?”

“No, no, I’m just not an asshole!”

“I’m so sorry, I guess I’m not allowed to make mistakes,” he screams, sarcastically.

“Oh, so you do know how to apologize.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry I’m not better at loving you! I want to be better, I just- this is hard.”

“Yeah,” you agree, breathless, “loving you is hard too.”

“That’s not what I meant-”

“Sure.”

“Y/N, I just can’t go all in like you want me to. I have to protect-”

“Yourself, that’s what you’re gonna say, right? Cause, you know, if it’s my heart or yours, you win every time. Glad to know you pick yourself too.” Waning.

The same night, he pulls you closer lying in the apartment he didn’t ask you to move into, you would have said no if he did. You lay your arm on top of the one he has around your waist. Instead of sinking into his touch, you break it. You remove his arm from around you and as he rolls over with a grunt you sneak out of bed. And as you stand staring at the spot in the bed that’s supposed to be yours, you feel-

Nothing.

Waxing, waning, nothing, and back again, right?

Back again.

You want it to go back again.

Waxing.

Waxing

You still love him.

You do.

You swear.

Back again.

Waxing.

Nothing.

You start hastily packing your things. Stuffing clothes into the overnight bag you carry every time you come over.

He’ll wake up as you exit the bedroom and grab your arm.

“What are you doing?” he asks, his eyes darting around frantically, as he tries to take in the scene before him.

“I gotta- I gotta go,” you stutter, tears streaming.

“What are you talking about? Go where?”

“Home.”

“This is your-”

“No, it’s not. We both know it’s not.”

“Y/N.”

“Kei, I can’t.”

“You wha-” he asks, but he knows.

“I can’t keep waiting on the moon to make me love you again. I don’t like leaving my fate up to the stars, I can’t… I can’t-”

He pulls you into his chest and sob, legs growing wobbly but he holds you steady.

“I know,” he sniffles, “I know.”

Your love for Tsukishima cycles like the phases of the moon. Except for the night the two of you break up, and your love for him wanes until it’s nothing, the moon has never been brighter in the sky.

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A Thousand Ways

Chapter 11: "Frost Over Charcoal"

Legend learns that he's really bad at saying no when someone is being sincere and genuine, especially when he trusts that someone.

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Febuwhump 2024 | Prompt 8: "Why won't it stop?"

Read On AO3 Warnings: Implied Character Death

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"What happened in there?" Warriors asked, his voice so uncharacteristically soft that Legend just--He didn't know how to respond.

They had found the black blooded monsters on the road from that town to a larger, merchant village (Mabe Village, Hyrule said that it would survive to his era remarkably. Legend did wonder why that village had been the one to appear on Koholint) that would've had the information they'd need.

From there, a portal took them to the usual places of eras between their times.

They got to a local inn, but it only had two rooms with two beds each. As a result, they split into two groups with Time going with the four youngest heroes if Legend was excluded from the list, though none of them actually knew how old he was except for Wind. Either way, that left--and Legend was certain it was on purpose--Sky, Twilight, Warriors, and Legend in the other room.

Legend inhaled slowly, trying not to break down again. "I cannot emphasize how much I really do not want to talk about it."

He knew it was obvious, especially since he felt their eyes on him when he changed not five minutes ago. It didn't help that his current outfit was short sleeved either, and didn't have the really high collar he used to wear.

He knew his new scars were obvious, but he also knew that they weren't too familiar with his old ones that they shouldn't be able to tell just how many of the new scars were actually new. All they knew was that not a single stretch of skin on his arms and torso was scarless anymore.

"I know," Warriors promised, and Legend wondered why he was the one taking point in this conversation when both Twilight and Sky were harder to look in the eye and deny anything. Warriors, Legend just had the instinct to deny him everything out of pure spite.

Legend realized how wrong he was when Warriors approached, careful and slow, and guided him to sit. Legend just sort of stared, he didn't want to snap at anyone. He really didn't want to be sharp, driving them off was dangerous now. If he drove them off, who could he look to, who could he hope for see, if he ever got captured again? Besides, those almost three months of being separated put into perspective that yeah, he actually cared about them.

So he couldn't snap, he couldn't drive them away during what little time they'd have together. How could he taint such memories when soon enough those memories would he all he had of them?

Warriors had him sit on the bed beside Twilight. Sky was sitting just opposite them.

"I'll make a deal with you," Warriors said gently, "if you just answer three questions for us, a simple yes or no will suffice, we won't bring it up again unless absolutely necessary."

You see, Legend had teased all three of these heroes for being mother hens, for being fussy and worrywart's, he teased them and called them the group's "big brothers" to Time's group "dad" thing, the others even agreed!

This was just unfair. All three of them ganging up on him and even though he thought Warriors would've been the easiest to shut down, the earnestness and sincerity was almost overwhelming, combined with Twilight leaning into his side, warm and grounding, and Sky just being there and offering an encouraging smile.

He didn't break, but he huffed and had to look away and curl in on himself as some kind of measure of defense.

"Fine," he bit out. "Three questions."

"Are you--Is it okay?" Sky spoke up immediately.

He didn't respond for a long moment, debating lying. Finally he just quietly shook his head and muttered, "No."

Warriors squeezed his hands gently and Twilight's arm wrapped around his shoulder. It made the pressure behind his eyes worse but he really tried to ignore it.

"Those tools on the table--"

"Yes."

Warriors' mouth clicked shut and the soft look was briefly replaced by something blazing and violent. Legend flinched into Twilight just as quickly as that look was snuffed out and replaced by something sad.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" Twilight asked.

Legend shook his head, not pulling away from how he had curled into him as a result of Warriors' anger. "No. Just--stay."

"Of course," Sky promised. "You’re stuck with us, vet. I don’t think the Rancher's going to let you go anytime soon anyways."

He snorted, forcing the amusement out more than anything to just please, get rid of this heavy atmosphere. Stop all this worry and claustrophobic caring.

Warriors cracked a small smile. "I guess we know how the bedding situation's going to be."

"Shut up, you’re just jealous I get the kid," Twilight retorted playfully. Legend startled a bit as the second arm wound around him and pulled him into the warm chest behind him, but he knew who it was so he didn't jump too bad.

Warriors huffed. "As if I'd want to share a bed with him, he kicks."

"Like a bunny," Sky commented, a grin on his face that had Legend immediately squawking.

"Not if you cuddle him enough," Twilight chimed in and hugged him closer.

Legend felt his face heat up as he tried to escape. "I will kick you right now--let me go."

"Aww, don't be like that, bunny," Sky teased.

"Don’t call me that!"

Sky cackled and Twilight and Warriors both laughed too. Legend squirmed but couldn't escape Twilight's grip without actually trying.

Eventually he just gave up, and about that time conversation shifted to something far more calm and casual.

The older heroes mostly talked between themselves over Legend's head. And older they were, none of them were secretive about their ages. Sky was the youngest of the three at 23 and was six years post his adventure, Twilight came next at 26 and eight years since his last adventure, then Warriors was 28 and ten years in the aftermath of the war. Legend just relaxed into Twilight and let their voices become a white noise as he played with his magic in his hands until he ended up falling asleep first.

The three older heroes knew what had happened in that cell. Twilight had told them that Legend confirmed it was his torture cell, and they had an idea of what tools had been used, and they knew that he wasn't okay in its aftermath.

Thankfully, as promised, none of them said a thing to the others. As far as the younger heroes and Time knew, Legend just lost his cool and ran off into the woods before he exploded the rest of the building like he did the front door.

After a few more unnamed eras, Legend stepped through the portal and was immediately greeted by the familiar magic of his era.

But when he opened his eyes, his blood went cold.

They were on a path just outside Kakariko, but the late afternoon sky was darkened by smoke rather than the setting of the sun. A huge plume of black and darkness filling the air, he turned too slowly, despite getting whiplash from the action.

The billow came from the wrong direction.

Fire should not be burning that high that way. Ever. That kind of fire was a forest fire, a house fire, it was something damaging and dangerous. That was no campfire.

"No," he breathed.

"Vet? Whe--COLLECTOR WAIT!"

He did not, in fact, wait.

Instead he ran headfirst toward the forest. He ran right where that fire was burning.

Showing up far too late, Legend came up to a large crowd that had already formed. He shoved through, people yelping and beginning to scold him before going silent as they realized who he was.

He reached the front of the crowd and the edge of the property and he stopped.

Oh goddesses, no.

A farmhouse too familiar for his rabbit-fast heart to handle was burning sky high. Deep red and orange marring the oaken walls, staining it black and eating holes through the wood, windows either blocked by flames or burned beyond transparency.

"Link?" Someone called. "Is that--Link, I'm so sorry--"

"Where are they?" He demanded, searching the faces of Kakariko's villagers. "Where--My grandparents, they're not--"

"We hadn't seen them leave, but they may not have been home," one of the ladies--Elizabeth, the wife of the mason-- said.

Legend inhaled sharply. He couldn't lose them--Not them too. Not like this. He couldn't--

He ran toward the burning farmhouse ignoring all the cries for him to wait and stop as if this wasn't his home, as if this wasn't where he grew up and it wasn't where his grandparents may be dying or already be dead at.

He never wanted to return home to this.

The fire had started in the house, it was spreading but the plants were well trimmed and the ground well worn from walking. It did not spread easily to the pasture, but the barn was caught in it. He threw a blast of pure magic at the cucoo coop as he passed it. He saw the pasture empty and hoped to the goddesses that Epona and the cows had ran by now. The fowl were escaping quickly and Legend was about to slam his whole body weight into the burning front door.

Someone grabbed him from behind.

"Vet no! You can't--"

"Let me go!" He fought against their hold.

"It's about to collapse! You'll die!"

He didn't care. He had to find them. He needed to find them. They were all he had left! They weren't supposed to die like this! They were supposed to grow older, maybe even be there when he finally settled, they were supposed to live to their natural ends! He had to--

The farmhouse that Legend spent half his formative years in collapsed. The burned walls giving in to the weight of the upper floors. It crashed to the ground and whoever grabbed him pulled him close and curled their body around his protectively.

A rush of ash and soot surrounded them, turning the world dark.

The dust settled and the fire still burned, though it was more of a huge bonfire that tried to spread.

Legend shoved Twilight away and grabbed the Ether Medallion.

Winter came early in that moment, an explosion of frost and ice exploding off him and leaving every person untouched but the flames were subdued.

He wanted to collapse, magical precision like that was exhausting, but the muddled voices stopped him. He couldn't break, he couldn't fall and scream and beg the goddesses to just please, let him have someone.

Why did they need to take everyone from him? Why was he doomed to lose them all?

He couldn't. He couldn't break. There were people here and he was still the hero. He had to stay strong, be that damned pillar of strength and courage for the world that was out to break him.

Link?

He turned, looked down, and a little ash covered cucoo was approaching him.

You came back, Piyoko clucked, nudging his leg. I'm glad to see you... I don't know what happened, one moment things were fine then the next the house was burning. Your grandparents had just gone inside for dinner too.

Legend sighed softly. "Gather the others. I'll get you guys to safe farmers."

Piyoko clearly had her own opinion about his response but thankfully didn't push it. She chirped and went toward wherever the other animals had run to. Legend turned to head back to the crowd, his throat trying to close up and his eyes stinging.

It's just the smoke, he told himself.

"Link? Are you..."

"I'll see what animals survived and check on the crops," he told them as calmly as he could, and a few--people who knew him--looked even sadder. "I'd--I would like to see it cleaned, but I don’t have the time do so, though I'd be willing to pay for it to be done. If you’re willing to help out, or willing to take what surviving animals there are, then I'll be here tomorrow morning by dawn."

The heroes looked confused and a bit against that decision, but Legend could care less. Most of the villagers gave him looks of pity, some mixed with concern, others with contempt.

"Everyone should get back home before it gets dark, monsters still roam these parts even if it's rarer than before."

Murmurs seemed to agree with his statements and the townsfolk left, some muttering about how sorry they were for the fates of his grandparents, others promising to be back in the morning. None of them actually referred to them as his grandparents, only calling them by name and telling Legend they were sorry.

Then they were all gone and left the nine heroes in the melting aftermath of the fire.

"Why'd you promise that?" Wild asked with a frown on his face. "We have a job to do, can't the family's next of kin handle this, or maybe the nearest town's mayor--"

"I'm the next of kin."

The following silence was horrible and it further ripped at his chest as he directed his carefully crafted blank look at the champion.

"This was my grandparents farm. Go hunt monsters if you want, I have things to handle right here and that starts with finding the animals that survived while the rubble finishes cooling, that ice is still steaming after all."

This time, nobody stopped him when he turned his back. Twilight and Hyrule both followed him.

Piyoko was on the edge of the survived forest, the fact that none of the surrounding trees were caught in the fire... There were four cucoos, Epona, and a cow. More than Legend expected frankly.

They saw him approach and he knelt down in front of them. Piyoko was quick to press against him and Epona nuzzled his face. Ali, the cow he had won in Labrynna and sent to the farm, drew closer too.

What now, Link?

He let out a steady breath. "Hopefully some of the other farmers around will take you guys in. You guys know as well as I do that I won't be... Rebuilding to stay here."

Epona nudged his head. We know. We'll stay with you, I can keep up.

We'll go, don't worry. It isn't a surprise, Autumn, a russet hen, cooed.

He got a headcount. All the hens intended to go, Piyoko stubbornly insisted on staying with him, and Epona promised she'd follow him too. Ali assured she'd be fine on a new farm.

After that he went and got them all under shelter, he didn't care what the other heroes were doing, he just made sure the shade out by the pasture wasn't about to collapse and then collapsed there with the remaining farm animals.

Twilight and Hyrule had been nearby, but they didn't come too close. Twilight did, eventually, but he just sat beside Legend while Hyrule headed toward the small orange glow over by the nonexistent front gate.

"I'm sorry," Twilight said quietly.

Legend tried desperately to keep himself in check. "It's fine," he managed. "I don't--They're... They were inside when the fire broke out, I-I can't--Why didn't you let me go in?"

There was a chance they were still alive before the building collapsed.

"If you went in, you would've died. It was about to collapse and it did seconds later. If you'd gone inside... I'm sorry about your grandparents."

If he'd gone inside maybe he'd have stopped killing all the people he's cared about.

"Go join the others," he grumbled, wrapping his arms tightly around himself.

"I'm not leaving you alone right now."

"I'm not alone. I have Piyoko, and Epona, Ali, Autumn, Britt, Nettle, and Thorn."

"I'm still staying. I promised to help you and that's what I'll do."

Oh he was unsteady. He had to keep strong, don’t break... He's broken too much this adventure, too many times.

Twilight wound an arm around his shoulders and pulled him into a hug slowly, giving him plenty of time to escape but he went rigid and didn't quite process what was happening until the rancher was holding him to his chest, a hand in his hair and carding through it gently.

Oh.

He buried his face into his chest and sobbed. The dam broke and so did he.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay. We're all here and we'll help you get through this."

"I-I can't--I--" Legend gasped, choking. "I can't keep doing this," he forced out.

"I know--"

"Why doesn't it stop? Why won't it stop?" He begged, he needed to know.

Why did he still hurt? Why did every single person he cared about get hurt? How could he protect them if he's the reason they're hurt?

"Why won't it stop?"

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residentfromnowhere · 6 months

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KyojuroRengokuXKakushi!AFABReader

TW: Character Death (KNY SPOILERS), Blood, Fluff to Angst

Note: Not proofread/Peom

You were the first person he told outside his family of his first mission as an official slayer and the first person to see him after his last. The first person to outside of his family to see his new Nichirin sword and the last person to touch it, picking it up from the ground where he was found.

The first to see him when he needed assistance and guidance and the last to touch his corpse before the burial. You were his first. His first and last love, kiss and touch belonged to you and you alone and nothing could ever change that but the fact that the last conversation you had with him was full of hurtful and untruthful words will forever plague your mind for the years to come.

You don’t even remember what the argument was about but knew that you should have said sorry when the chance presented itself. But instead, you let him leave without even a goodbye. Now, you must assist his family in every detail when it comes to burying him and saying their goodbyes for the last time and it’s too much to bare.

You were his first and he was yours and now he will be your last. The last man to receive your heart, the last man to make you laugh, the last man you’ll allow to hold you when you cry, and the last man to ever lay eyes upon your smile again. Your lasts along with your soul lié with him and only ever him.

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I love this character so much I want to see the happiness drained from their eyes. I would love to see them in rage and despair.

#fandom #i swear i'm normal.#i love angst okay #fluff to angst

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marauds-x · 11 months

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Broken Promises

part two, fluff that ends in angst, readers house isn't specified, established relationship

cedric diggory x f!reader

"Cedric, promise me you'll be safe tomorrow, please." You had said the night before the challenge. It was the final task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament and to say you were worried for your boyfriend was an understatement. He had successfully completed the first task, slyly taking the golden egg. He had invited you with him to the Prefect bathroom to put the egg underwater. You had helped him find a spell to hold his breath underwater, you had been knocked out and woke up being saved by Cedric, put onto a dock with hundreds of kids watching, and you helped prepare Cedric for the last task.

"I will, love. I swear." Cedric said, putting his hands on your waist, holding you. You had spent the whole day with Cedric, trying to calm him down before the task that awaits him tomorrow.

"A swear is not a promise. Please, just.. we both know how dangerous these tasks have been." You look up at Cedric, taking his hands off your waist and holding them in yours.

"Okay, I promise I won't get hurt, love." He leaned down, kissing your cheek and smiling at you, tucking a strand of hair behind your hair. All you did was hug him, praying to anything out there that Cedric would be safe tomorrow.

You had barely slept a wink last night, too much on your mind to sleep. You slip off your bed, saying hi to your dorm mates and heading to the bathroom, showering and finishing getting ready. You put on your house uniform, throwing on a scarf and your tie before walking out of your dormitory and off to breakfast. You were supposed to meet Cedric by the Great Hall, walking quickly down the corridors before arriving at the hall, spotting Cedric and walking up to him.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long, love." Pecking his lips, you take his hand in yours, heading inside and sitting down beside him at the Hufflepuff table to eat with you and Cedric's friends.

"Cedric, what time do you have to be there?" Whispering to Cedric, you take a muffin from the middle of the table, putting it onto your plate. "About 15 minutes before you have to be there."

You sighed, looking at Cedric and leaning on his shoulder. You felt tense and scared. "Not to be a downer, and I believe in you of course, but what happens if you get hurt? I don't think I'd be able to live with myself if you got seriously injured." All Cedric did was look at you, his brows slightly furrowed and his pupils dialating.

"Remember what I told you last night? I promise I won't get hurt, love." He held your hand under the table, softly moving his thumb against your knuckles.

After breakfast, you and Cedric walked to a secluded tower of the castle, looking at each other. "I love you, Cedric." You said, looking up at him and smiling. You wrapped your arms around the crook of his neck, his arms naturally going down to your waist, pulling you closer to him. You rest your head into the crook of his neck. "I love you too, Y/n." He smiled at you, moving his hands up and down the sides of your waist soothingly. Moving your hands up to his face, cupping his cheeks, you stand on your tippy toes and kiss him. It's a soft and relieving kiss that shows how much you both care for each other. You hold the kiss for a few seconds, stopping and looking down at your shoes. Suddenly, Cedric engulfs you in a hug, resting his head in your neck. "I love you so much, Cedric. Please, be safe my love." You played with his hair, a sad smile on your face.

He kissed your neck softly, sensing how tense you were. Whenever you were stressed or studying he'd always do these things like hold your hand or kiss your neck to soothe you.

You felt calmer, but something told you something was going to go wrong, you could feel it.

Standing in the front rows of the bleachers, you smile to your friends that are beside you and cheer Cedric name, occasionally chanting for Potter.

"He won't get hurt, right?" You say loudly to your friend, Ottoline, having to shout because of all the noise and commotion surrounding you and your friends.

"He'll be alright, Y/n, he's strong. We both know how much he loves you, right? He'll power through for you." She patted your shoulder, smiling at you before turning back to the big field that stood before the stands. Still, you had that feeling that had been haunting you since last night. The feeling that.. something was wrong.

"Representing Hogwarts...Cedric Diggory!" The announcer shouted, cheers and chants emerging from the stands, including you. You saw Cedric, smiling at him. He made eye contact with you, smiling and winking. You blushed.

You walked quickly down your row of the stands, excusing yourself when you would accidentally bump into someone. As you made your way to the row closest to the field, you caught Cedric's attention and smiled. "Be safe, love!" You shouted to him, grinning as he gave you a thumbs up and giggling.

The announcer gave the competitors the go. The competitors enter the maze, running with determined looks on their faces. As soon as they entered the maze, you couldn't see any of them anymore.

Harry and Cedric had just came back, seemingly teleporting onto the field. Everyone cheered, seeing as they both had came back. You, however, were in the closest row to the field. So you were one of the first to see. You could feel the color draining from your face, tears already rolling down your cheeks and blurring your eyesight. You pushed past the people in your row and the man guarding the exit to the field, running onto the field and kneeling down beside Harry and gasping, suddenly feeling like you couldn't breathe. You were now sat down on the left of Harry, in front of Cedric's pale body. From the stands you has seen Harry's teary eyes and now kneeled down right by him, you could see how red and irritated his eyes were. You looked at his scar that was usually covered by his hair, seeing how red and bruised it looked around it. Harry looked up to the stands, tears still in his eyes and all over his cheeks. "Stop cheering! Don't you see him!" He shouted at them, looking back to Cedric then making eye contact with you and muffling his cries with his hand.

You looked down before you, seeing your boyfriends now lifeless body right in front of you. You punched the grass beside his body, feeling your hands become bruised and cut by the hardened soil that rooted the grass to the ground. "He broke my fucking promise, Harry. He broke the promise..." You look up at Harry, his face seemingly morphed as you could barely see him, or anything for that matter, with your teary eyes. "What promise?" Harry asked, his voice seemingly as shaky as yours. "I made him promise last night that- that he wouldn't get too hurt..." You were shaking, hugging Cedric's pale and ice cold body. You looked at his eyes, the ones that were always filled with brightness and joy and happiness and love. The eyes that he looked at you with, seemingly always looking at you differently than everyone else. The eyes were now dark, not holding any memories or joy of love in them anymore. Everything around you was too much. You continued to shake and cry, hugging his body and running your hand through his hair. You held his hand, hoping to find the heat you would always find when holding his hand through the halls of the castle, always bringing you warmth even on your coldest days. It wasn't there anymore. That warmth was now filled with an inhuman cold that seemed to never end. Harry looked at you, hugging you as you cry into his shoulder.

"He's dead..." You whispered to Harry, your voice shaky and broken.

Suddenly, someone was pulling you away. You slapped and punched at their hands, using your nails to claw at them, trying to rip their grip off of you and go back to Cedric, wanting to see that warm pink color rise back to his cheeks where it always was. You kicked at the persons legs, "Let me go! Let me fucking go, you dick! That's my boyfriend!" You said through a shaking and cracky voice, a bit of snot running down from your nose. Looking up, you see Harry being pulled away by Dumbledore. You knew you looked like a mess but you didn't care. He was dead. And you knew you wouldn't ever see him again. Hold his hand again, kiss him, hug him, cuddle him, talk to him, eat breakfast with him, study with him. He broke his promise, and all you could do was cry about it.

part two?

#cedric diggory x reader #goblet of fire #angst #harry potter #cedric diggory #fem reader #fluff #fluff to angst #sad ending

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eggtartz · 1 year

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:O I saw your Rindou x pretty girlfriend who can fight and no one knew about their relationship, can I please request one smiliar to it but Tenjiku timeline?🥺 And credits to whoever made that request :D

a/n : glad you liked it anon, thankyou for requesting and this might sound repeated because my brain sometimes go bloop and disconnects i swear-

summary : the truth had to be unfold and there are consequences

masterlist

you always have heard about the gang tenjiku, how the leader build the gang from the best person in the area. how he would beat any organizations including yakuzas. and that plan includes your boyfriend, rindou.

you've been crushing on rindou for the longest time, that one night where you met him at the festival at roppongi that you feel head over heels for him, him feeling the same too. rindou felt guilty tho because he didn't wanted to drag you into his troublesome life but you never minded it.

you loved him and he loved and that's what matters the most.

one day you were listening to some music when you heard thuds from your window. you turned your head and saw it was rindou. "what the hell rindou get off the roof my parents can hear you"

"i need to talk to you" he seriously said. oh?

"so this tenjiku and toman thing is gonna happen today? are you going to be safe rin? what happens if the police comes and you get into juvie again?"

"that's the thing love, i won't. you need to trust me okay. let's just say, if i didn't come back, tell everyone that you're my girlfriend and go to take some of my stuff at home. you'll need something to self defense with, ran has a baton-"

"but ran doesn't know about us"

"you wanna tell him about us?"

"i don't know, that'll be more dangerous right? but i believe your brother rin. i want him to know" you said and he nodded, noting that he would introduce you to him.

only that, he didn't. he didn't came back. he didn't told ran. and the worst part was he did the exact thing he said he won't do. bring you into his mess.

after the conflict, some rivalry gangs acknowledged you as rindou's girlfriend. apparently they wanted to take over tenjiku so with no support from rindou or his friends, your life was brutally taken. rindou couldn't even do anything, no news. nothing. juvie changed him, you not being here changed him.

"promise you'll come back alive rin" yeah, he thought. he did. but you didn't.

a/n : i had to do an angst because i haven't written angst in a long time eheh

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x yn #fluff #tokyo revengers angst #fluff to angst #rindou haitani #haitani rindou x reader #tokyo revengers rindou #rindou x y/n #rindou x reader #rindou x you #rindou angst #rindou fluff #tenjiku

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fallingforel · 10 months

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prompt 13 “Where are you going?”

louis angst into fluff, an argument between lou and y/n and one walks out for space, maybe have y/n either phone or go to one of his sisters for comfort (they are close) and they eventually make up?

sorry if that doesn’t make any sense i can’t word well haha

a/n hey my lovely of course I can do I love writing about Lou he's one of the easiest to write for and I love it when people give me means of what they want in the request so On with the show....

warning: mentions of s/a (asking for it, touched up etc.) swearing, mentions of sex, mentions of divorce.

PROMPT 13: "Where are you going?"

words: 2,067 (longest one yet 😅)

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"OH PLEASE Y/N YOU WERE ASKING FOR IT!"

I was currently in an argument with my partner of 12 years 7 of which we had been married, we had gotten together shortly after one direction got together and then married in the january of 2014 though we had been friends long before that as we ran in the same friendship circle in school and I was always mucking about and wreaking havoc with oli and Louis looking for trouble. So as you probably guessed when we argued it certainly wasn't the greatest.

We had just come back from a nice meal which was unfortunately cut short as I had been touched up by one of the older waiters. And I had screamed so Louis dragged me out of there while giving the waitress sultry eyes which as you can imagine didn't end very well in my current state.

"ASKING FOR IT? FUCKING ASKING FOR IT? JUST LIKE I ASKED FOR IT AT 11 YEARS OLD? NOPE? DIDNT THINK SO. AND PLEASE LIKE YOU WOULD'VE NOTICED IF I DIDN'T SCREAM STOP BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO BUSY EYE FUCKING THAT WAITRESS."

"EYE FUCKIN- WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON HAVE YOU TAKEN DRUGS? THE ONLY PERSON I WAS EYE FUCKING ALL NIGHT WAS YOU PLEASE GET A GRIP Y/N/N"

"DONT! DON'T FUCKING Y/N/N ME CERTAINLY NOT AFTER TONIGHT."

"OH COME OFF IT Y/N. I WAS MERELY GIVING HER SORRY FOR NOT PAYING EYES. IT WAS A HARMLESS THING. BESIDES I'M NOT SURPRISED HE TOUCHED YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT."

"LOOKING LIKE THA- DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE YOU KNOW HOW DEEP THAT SHIT CUTS ME LOUIS. YOU'VE KNOWN ME ALL YOUR LIFE. I just thought you'd never be the one to say it to me."

Is one of the last things I say before walking away from him and grabbing my coat where it lay on the bannister and walked towards the front door.

"WHERE YOU FUCKING GOING NOW"

"OUT! I CAN'T BE AROUND YOU DONT CALL TEXT OR FIND ME I'LL BE FINE BYE"

"YOU CANT JUST WALK OFF IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ARGUMENT, YOU KNOW THATS NOT HOW WE SOLVE THINGS"

"THINK YOU'LL FIND I JUST DID"

"STOP WALKING AWAY COME BACK WE CAN FIX THIS"

"GOODBYE LOUIS"

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I walked and I walked in the rain sobbing until my feet stopped at Lottie's house.

I rang the doorbell waiting for a reply.

and soon enough lottie came strolling to the door with doris on her hip I knew that all the siblings were at hers tonight she had also taken freddie louis' and my son Louis and I weren't there tonight though as it was our anniversary so they completely understood when we said we couldn't be there in the group chat conversation earlier.

"Y/n? what are you doing here? wheres Louis? you're supposed to be out together tonight? you're all wet. Come inside your gonna catch a cold for gods sake" I step inside shaking off everything and wiping my feet whilst replying to her

"Yes it's me. In the flesh and blood. Louis isn't here right now. I'm so scared so scared lots he said things. things I never would have thought to come out his mouth. Where's fred?"

"In the living room settling down with daisy. Come in he's been asking about you." I step foot into the living room and Freddie catches eyes with me and runs up to hug me "hello baby, You okay?" I say dropping down to his height which he nods then asks the inevitable question "why are you crying mummy?" which makes me sob but I hold my tears back for his sake

then Pheobe starts to speak "Freddie come here" he looks at me for permission to go which I nod "You know how auntie lottie was crying earlier and she said that that's what people do sometimes. And that it's healthy and sometimes we need a good cry" to which he nods "well thats what mummy's been doing she'll be okay fred she will"

"come on Y/n lets go into the kitchen, I'll make you a cuppa" Lottie speaks out and I follow. she shuts the door for some privacy because she knew what I was about to say wouldn't be light or good for the children to hear.

"so whats going on? what happened? start from the beginning" "so it started out lovely it really did he took my arm to help me to the car was kissing my hand the whole way there you know just a generally good time. Starters were lovely. But then it got to the mains and the waiter that bought my main out touched me lingering his hand on my arm and I just screamed because I thought it was a moth or something you know. Then I started having a go at the waiter, because like rightfully so there's no need for you to touch me. And then about half way through Louis asks what was going on because he had been in conversation with the waitress for the most part and I just said he fucking touched me. Like proper screamed it lots. and he just said oh. FUCKING OH. and went back to eye fucking and flirty conversation with the waitress and I just grabbed louis while we were leaving left a £20 note on the table and left. and then when we got home he said that I was asking for it and he fucking knows what I went through when I was still speaking to my mum and dad how they would always say I was asking for it when I wore my skirt a bit higher than usual to school. that shit cut me deep lots, so fucking deep.

"mmh, I can imagine he's such a dick honestly I don't even know why he does this some times, he's got a great relationship with a great girl and then he does shit like this to fuck it up. Honestly I'm gonna knock some sense into him when I next see him because how dare he treat you like that, My own sister"

"he's your bio brother, im nothing to you lottie" I say replying back to her.

"bio shmio, come off it y/n you know your my sister I've known you my whole life."

"Oh lottie what would I do without you, your so kind to me"

"come on your the mother of my first nephew, what's not to love he's a great little boy. who has a spectacular mother, You've done so well with Freddie, Y/n. I'm so proud of you and I know mum would be too"

"Oh come on, she's not my mum. What about you, I saw the way you spoke to me at the door acting like a mum already and they're not even here yet"

"SHH, nobody knows yet, not even P&D haven't worked up the courage to tell them, hell even dad for goodness sake. I can't even bare to think what Louis would say."

"We all want another baby to spoil, how is Lewis anyway? Is he here?" "no, no he's gone up to visit his family for the weekend. He's telling them tonight, will you help me tell Phoebs and dais? think I could use your support."

"course I can, come on lottie" I say wrapping an arm around her shoulder before walking back into the living room.

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"What was so important that we had to put the kids to bed"

"well, Lottie has some important news she wants to share with you both. Go on Lots tell em"

"I'm having a baby" Both of the twins squeal and jump into lottie and my arms and pull us both down to the floor

"okay okay girls, enough you gonna hurt the poor little mite before they're even here yet" I say

"shit sorry." they both say

"what happened with Lou then? why did you come over?"

and so I explain the whole thing again to the twins this time.

"shit y/n I'm so sorry, I'm actually gonna kick him right in the balls when I see him he shouldn't have done that to you"

"No you won't he's your brother"

"you're right I won't I'll just give him a right old dirty look" she says making the 'dirty look' face which makes us all burst out in laughter.

"come on lets stick a film on. and have a girls night" I say once we had all stopped laughing

"yeah lets watch magic mike and forget about all our boyfriends" Pheobe said

"husband for me" I interrupted

"boyfriends and husband" Pheobe said correcting her mistake

and we all agreed and stuck the movie on.

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After the movie had finished it was just me up so I switched the T.V off and woke up the girls sending them to their respectful bedrooms for the night making my way upstairs myself to Louis' and my bedroom for where we stayed when we were at lottie's before checking on freddie to make sure he was okay.

I found some old pyjamas of Louis' and I stuck them on and started sobbing again because even though it was a dick move he had pulled tonight I knew he didn't mean it it was just a spur of the moment thing

I turned on my phone before going to bed checking to see if I had any messages which I did

Louis T: come home I miss you I'm sorry I didn't mean it I was so shocked I shouldn't of said it it won't happen again

oli: I heard what happened hope your okay, call him soon? he's been in tears really regretful of what he said. Though I understand if you don't. You can see and hear the guilt though y/n/n

Louis T: Babe you've been gone hours please come back soon I miss you. Hope that argument didn't affect us. Don't want to divorce you but will if it means you're happier. Don't want Fred to go through the same thing I did.

and the last message made me cry so I had to call him

RINNG RIIING RINNG RINNG

"Hello?" Louis' voice rang out through the phone

"hey"

"Y/n? Are you okay? Where are you? I'll come to you?"

"No Louis stay there at Oli's I'll come see you in the morning. Bring Fred too"

"Do you want a divorce?"

"do I want a div- No course I fucking don't. Who put that idealogy through your dumb little brain lou?"

"The waitress"

"that fucking slag, knew she was up to no good"

"yeah well it's over now isn't it. Where are you?"

"Lots, saw fred as I was coming in he asked why I was crying. Bless him, phoebe gave him the explanation we've been trying to give him for months. One word from his aunts and he obeys them, what are we doing wrong?"

"we're his parents he's trained to not listen to us"

"yeah I know I'm not pissed at your sisters just find it funny, they want to kick your arse by the way. they're mad at you"

"not surprised by the way I treated you told ol what happened he fully on slapped me"

"serves you right"

"I suppose so"

"Yeah oh by the way, Lotties pregnant we're gonna be an auntie and uncle."

"What? How long have you known"

"2 months I was the one that gave her my pregnancy tests because she knew about how I'm off the contraceptive pill and what not so she knew I had some spare made me keep a promise though to keep quiet. She told phoebs and dais tonight though thought it only fair that I tell you but I think she wants to tell you on her own so keep quiet yea?"

"will do my lips are sealed"

after that it went silent for a minute, before I broke the silence

"Lou?"

"hmm?"

"do you maybe want another" I said fiddling with the hem of my-louis'- t-shirt that I was wearing

"another? thought we were already trying though darling?"

"yeah but that was lazy trying I mean like proper try, Like we did with fred"

"yeah, okay babe I think another kid would do us a world of good. Come home?"

"yeah. Come pick me up?"

"be there in five babe"

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end

a/n after that my fingers hurt, so sorry abt the mentions of S/a I dont know what happened.

#louis tomlinson fluff #louis tomlinson #louis tomlinson x reader #one direction fluff #one direction x reader #one direction #louis tommo #fluff to angst

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the-atlas-sister · 9 months

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ʟᴏꜱᴛ (ʟᴏ'ᴀᴋ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴍᴇᴛᴋᴀʏɪɴᴀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: 𝕃𝕠’𝕒𝕜 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕜𝕪-𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕠. 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕤𝕟𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖.

Warnings!: Suggestive themes, mentions of death, Lo’ak and his daddy issues, a little bit of making out, fluff to angst-

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“Lo’ak are you sure this is the best idea?” you questioned, allowing your boyfriend to lead you towards the two Ilyus waiting at the edge of the village. “You know how your dad has been lately.”

“It’ll be fine. My dad will be mad at me for something no matter what,” Lo’ak reassured you, smiling at you gently. “Come on, we need a night together.”

You stared at the blue skinned boy, knowing her was ultimately right.

“I won’t push you or anything and if you want to go back-”

“Let’s go before I change my mind.” You cut him off with a quick peck on his cheek.

Lo’ak grinned at you before helping you on your Ilyu. “I have somewhere in mind.” He climbed on his own water creature, his smiling remaining on his face as he did so. You smiled right back at him, savoring the sight. It was so rare that you saw him in such a joyous state. Ever since Neteyam had died, he had never been the same. He hardly smiled or honestly did much of anything anymore.

“You coming, Angel?” You snapped yourself from your thoughts at the sound of Lo’ak’s voice.

“Yeah, I’m coming,” you chuckled. The blue skinned boy smirked before diving. You smirked right back and rushed after him.

These kinds of outings with Lo’ak were some of your favorites. He had quickly fallen in love with the sea and the water after seeing how much you loved it. Since then he always invited you to ride with him or swim. You both adored the way the water against your face and the almost warmth it brought.

You watched Lo’ak closely as he rode, careful not to loose him in the luminescent waters.

“Where are we?” you questioned and you both rose from the water. Lo’ak had brought you to a small cove. The entrance allowed the moon and stars to shine against the ocean waves. Near the back of the cave was a small and rocky shore.

“Just a place I found,” Lo’ak shrugged, sliding off his Ilyu. He swam to you, staring as you sat above him. “You like it?”

“It’s beautiful,” you complimented. You allowed him to pull you off your own Ilyu. “What do you want to do?”

“I have some ideas.” Lo’ak smiled at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Talking about your recent emotions?”

The boy’s smile immediately dropped at your comment, replaced by a look of disgust. “Hell no,” he scowled. He crawled his way to the rocky shore, motioning for you to follow. “C’mere,” he said as he sat on the rocks.

You chuckled, but crawled to your boyfriend, leaning yourself on his shoulder. “What did you have in mind then?”

Lo’ak’s cheeks flushed and he avoided your eyes. He chuckled quietly and gave you a half smile. “You know what I was thinking,” he mumbled, nudging your head with his own, pushing it away from his shoulder.

“Hm, no, I don’t actually,” you teased, laughing gently at Lo’ak actions. He was quick to tuck his head under your chin, forcing you to look up.

“M’yeah you do.” You let out another quiet laugh as Lo’ak placed a gentle kiss on the middle of your throat. You let out a breathy sigh as his kisses began to go lower. “Is this still okay?” he asked softly, against your collarbone.

“Mhm,” you hummed gently, sitting up to make yourself more comfortable. You laced a hand around the back of Lo’ak’s neck and the other placed comfortably on his shoulder. “Promise.”

Lo’ak pulled himself from your neck, only to stare at you. You felt subconscious as his yellow eyes scanned your face, taking in every inch. You hummed quietly as he brought a hand to your face, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You crinkled your nose as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

Lo’ak grinned at the action before quickly pulling you into his lap. He held your waist tightly and tucked his face into your neck. You let out a loud laugh at his actions, quick to wrap your arms around his head.

“What’s going on?” you asked, surprised by your boyfriend’s behavior. It was by no means new, but it had been a while.

“I just love you,” he stated, pulling away from your neck, only to stare up at you once more.

“I love you too,” you smiled. You gently kissed the boy’s nose. From then you moved to his forehead, then cheek and finally lips. It started as a quick peck, as most teenage kisses do.

As you pulled away you noticed Lo’ak’s eyes darken, if only a little. He was quick to dive back in. He kissed you slowly, biting your bottom lip as he did. You felt your breath quicken as you continued. Lo’ak’s lips fell from yours, only to find themselves going down your jaw and neck. You tilted your head, allowing the boy more access.

That’s when you heard the horn.

“Lo’ak,” you said, your head snapping up at the sound.

The boy only hummed in response, continuing his attack on your neck.

“Lo’ak, come on,” you urged. “Babe, the horn. Did you hear?”

“What?” The boy pulled himself from your neck, eyes now wide. “Shit! Shit! Shit! I’m so screwed.” He quickly jumped up, sending you tumbling from his lap. “Come on, we have to get back.” He pulled you to your feet and ushered you back to the water. “Oh my god, my dad is going to skin me.”

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“Okay, come on,” Lo’ak said, guiding you towards a small more abandoned area of the village. “I think we’re good.” He gave you a small smile as the two of you climbed onto the netted walkway.

“Are you now?”

Both of you froze at the voice of Lo’ak’s father, Jake Sully.

“Do you two want to explain yourselves?” The older na’vi stood towering above the both of you, holding a look of disapproval that only a father could.

“I’m sorry sir, it’s my fault,” you answered, rushing forward. “I just wanted time with Lo’ak, he didn’t do anything.”

“Don’t take the fall for this knucklehead, just because his-” Jake stopped, staring at Lo’ak. “Lo’ak, you know you’re not allowed out past eclipse. You’re hardly allowed out during the day!”

“I know,” Lo’ak said, keeping his eyes downward. “I just wanted to- we were fine!”

“Yeah, this time!” Jake yelled. “But what if you weren’t! What if Quaritch had found you? Huh, what then? What do you think would happen to you and your little girlfriend? Huh?” Lo’ak clenched his jaw and glared at the floor. “Why can’t you just listen to me? Just for once? Why can’t-”

“Why can’t I be more like Neteyam?”

Jake stopped in his tracks, staring at Lo’ak with a blank expression. His son stared right back. The tension was so thick you could taste it in the air. “Don’t you put words in my mouth, boy.”

“I’m just saying what you’re thinking,” Lo’ak spat back.

“Go back home,” Jake ordered.

“But I need to walk Y/n-”

“Now, Lo’ak.”

The blue skinned boy glared at his father before turning on his heel and stomping off, leaving you and his father alone.

So that was a Sully fight. Lo’ak had told you about them and you had always been there for the aftermath but you had actually seen one.

“If you have something you want to say to me, say it now kid,” Jake said, making you jump slightly.

“What?”

“You have something you want to say to me. Say it now.” Jake turned to you, making you freeze.

“I-” You swallowed thickly. “Do you? Do you really want him to be more like Neteyam?”

“No, of course not,” Jake sighed, throwing his head back. “I just miss him so much and- and I don’t want to loose my only other son. I want to keep him safe, like I-” Jake swallowed, blinking away tears. “Like I couldn’t do with Neteyam.”

“With all due respect, sir,” you began. “I know you lost a son, and for that I am sorry. I know there is no simple healing for that pain, but Lo’ak also lost a brother. Sir, you have no idea how that feels. You have no idea how much your son, the one who is here, is hurting. It’s not like you are.”

You swallowed for what felt like the hundredth time as Jake’s eyes landed on you.

“Go home kid,” he ordered. You blinked quickly, lowering your head with a quiet, yes sir.

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“Hey, kid.”

Lo’ak looked up at the sound of his father’s voice. He frowned before going back to his sharpening of a random piece of driftwood.

“That’s fair,” Jake chuckled, sitting next to his youngest son. “Whatcha working on?”

“A spear,” Lo’ak grumbled. “To defend Y/n and me. So then we can go out.”

“Heh, you guys kinda remind me of your mother and I,” Jake said, smiling slightly.

“No, I didn’t steal Y/n from her fated mate,” Lo’ak argued, keeping his eyes on the driftwood.

“Hey! Who told you about that?”

“Norm.”

Jake bit the inside of his cheek. He cleared his throat before leaning back on his hands. “You know, I had a brother.” Lo’ak stopped his carving at this. He kept his gaze away from his father but listened intently. “We were pretty different, he and I. He was the smart one, the good one. He was always better than me. He was actually supposed to be coming to Pandora, instead of me.”

“You must have been better,” Lo’ak scoffed. “Since you were sent.”

“No, actually,” Jake said, laughing sadly. “He died.”

Lo’ak turned to face his father, now fully listening.

“I only came because my DNA matched his avatar,” Jake continued. “I wasn’t anything special. I was just the brother that lived.”

“Oh.” Lo’ak licked his lips, turning forward. “Do you miss him? Your brother?”

“Everyday,” Jake said, looking at the ceiling. “There’s nothing like loosing a brother.” Lo’ak nodded to himself gently. Jake scooted closer to his boy, now sitting next to him. “I wasn’t lucky enough to have a family to support me then. A family that loved me.”

Lo’ak stared at the small piece of driftwood, memories of his brother swirling in his head. “I miss Neteyam,” he said quietly. Jake frowned, swallowing a bubble that grew in his chest.

“I know,” he said, pulling Lo’ak’s head against his chest gently. “I know.”

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charliesgoodboy · 1 year

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-🦋Anasui x Male reader(SFW, ANGST TO FLUFF)

-🦋Song fic: TV by Billie eillish

-🦋idea by @gaybitchfx

-🦋A/N: more angst more angst more angst more angst

You had..past issues with others.

Your past partner had done such horrible things to you in the past you couldn’t quite recover from, at least recover from so quickly. And it had caused you to develop a bunch of fucked up shit. Especially the eating disorder you had. And boy was it bad, at times it would trigger over little things that seemed so big to you.

In all honesty you thought no one would ever love you, or you would ever love anyone again. It felt like no one would want to out up with all the fucked up shit in your head, you’d made a few friends but never had you thought to get in any type of other relationships for a real long time.

Pretty much all that changed when you had met Anasui. He was flirty, but so sweet, cared for the people close to him, his voice was so soothing and his touch was soft. You felt comfortable and safe with him, instantly falling in love with him.

You never thought it’s happen but it did. He had even helped you with your problems helping them get better. He was like a therapist with no money, it’s fucking free man.

“Ah, Anasui you seem a bit tired and stressed. Would you like me to cook for us tonight ?” A sigh came from his lips as it turns into a sigh of relief. “Would you really ? Gosh thank you (m/n) your to sweet.” He gave you a small kiss on your cheek letting you do your thing in the kitchen as he went to go and rest in his room.

You weren’t so bad at cooking many people have told you that your cooking was not bad many epeople have told you that it was actually pretty good so Anasui was lucky enough to trust you with the stove.

Kind of..

When you were going to reach for the pot on the stove you forgot to put the mitten on your hand and you ended up burning your hand pretty badly making you yelp loud enough for Anasui to come rushing into the kitchen.

“Shit ! (m/n) ! Are you okay ? What happened ?” “Nothing really I just ended up burning my hand is all I forgot to put in the mitten while getting the pot-“ “You idiot how could you forget such a simple thing ?!” You slightly flinch and look at him in surprise in confusion..why the hell was he yelling at you. Yes it was dumb to forget the mitten but damn he didn’t have to yell.

“Jesus you can’t do anything right ! I’m already upset and tired today and you just made my even worse !” You could feel tears brim up the edge of your eyes. It was the worst when people would even raise there voice at you. It was the worst feeling anyone could ever feel.

It remedied you of them. Your last partner. All the pay ever did was blame everything on you and blame you for every little thing that upset them. It got so bad to the point they would get physical. They would insult you on your body, the way you spoke, your personality, almost every little thing on you just to make sure you felt hurt.

The yelling had continued, the burning and itching pain from both the pain and your feelings was to much you had just slowly started to walk away from him and into your room to lock the door. You could hear your own loud heartbeat exploding in your ears as your breath quickens as well.

“Deep breathes deep breaths, don’t think about it don’t think about it. Your okay, your okay, it’s fine, your okay-“ Your thoughts you had said aloud got cut off my a knocking from the door.

You could hear the muffled words behind the door but you had ignored it anyway. You knew who it was but you just needed a bit of time by yourself. It was really isolation but you’ve learned to cope by using it, it was the only way to deal when things like this happen.

About a week had passed of soft knocks on the and the muffled voice behind it, and you ignoring it. That whole week you had kept yourself in that room with no food, no sleep, and no interaction. It was good you had a shower in the room you were in though.

“(m/n) I’ve got food in my hand..could you please unlock the door and let me in…please..I promise you I’m sorry but you haven’t eaten and I’m sure you haven’t slept in about a week..please I just need to see how you are, so I can be sure your okay but please..”

You lift yourself off of the bed clicking the door lock and open in the door letting Anasui in the room of darkness. He sets the food down on the night stand after the bith of you sitting next to each other on the bed in silence.

“(m/n) I-“ “I’m sorry Anasui.” Anasui looks at you in guilt. You shouldn’t have been the one to apologize to him, he should’ve been the one to continuously apologize of what he did for something so little. “No, please don’t apologize to me, that’s what I should be doing.” You shake your head giving him full eye contact. “No, I was being an idiot for not putting on the mitten like a normal ass person would if they’re cooking something. I’m sorry, this whole ordeal would be my fault.”

The feeling of arms engulfed you in instinct your arms quickly wrapping around your boyfriends for comfort. “It’s okay now. I won’t do something like that to you again. I was the one in the wrong, it was never your fault it never was, please don’t blame yourself again for someone else’s actions.” Anasui felt a wet puddle in the middle of his shirt as you pulled him closer to you.

You were both so important to each other and you never wanted to let each other go. You both loved each other and would both be there for each other when needed.

That’s what lovers do ain’t it ?

#male reader #x male reader #male y/n #male reader insert #fluff to angst #angst #sfw #fluff #jjba x reader #jjba x male reader #anasui jjba #anasui x reader #anasui x you #anasui x male reader #Spotify

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inktailsaystuff · 4 months

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A Face I have Seen Before

Tw: Mild angst and fluff

Part 1 (You dont really need it but here if you want ig)

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“Oh! Monsieur Neuvillette. Please forgive me, I didn't mean to bump into you.” The young lady apologized as she collected the papers she had spilled.

“It is quite alright,” Neuvillette bent down to assist her in picking up her papers. “I wasn't looking where I was going, I do apologize for causing you to drop your-” His voice died in his throat as his eyes met hers, teardrop shaped pupils looked back at him, his heart squeezed as he felt the memories of his beloved resurface, her soft smile, her striking eyes… and how they would dance on the water each of their anniversaries.

“Uh- Monsieur Neuvillette? Are you alright?” The woman asked, waving a blue loved hand in front of his face.

“Huh- Oh yes.” He cleared his throat, the woman shaking him out of his memories. “I am alright… just lost in my thoughts.” His gaze locked on to the woman, a familiar pull in his heart, the oh so familiar grief resurfacing.

“Ah! The documents!” The lady finished collecting her papers rushing inside the Palais Mermonia desperately trying to salvage her documents, while the droplets of water descended upon Fontaine. Neuvillette watched her go, the lady with pale hair and blue eyes reminding him too much of Furina. He stood back up again, his heart hurt. The droplets of water cascaded down around him, landing on his head and trickling down his face like tears.

“Monsieur… you should go inside, you will catch a cold.” Neuvillette looked over, realizing that the woman was holding an umbrella over his head.

“Oh… thank you.” Neuvillette gripped his cane a little tighter. “I don’t think I caught your name…”

“Oh I didn't introduce myself? How rude of me… My name is Furia.”

“Furia…” Neuvillette echoed her name, “That is a nice name.” His gaze traced over Furia’s face, he didn't know if it was his mind playing tricks on him but Furia looked eerily similar to his late wife. It was probably just the eyes… those familiar teardrops looking at him just as she had used to. It had been a few hundred years after all… perhaps his memory was already failing him. No. Such blasphemy. He could never forget Furina. He looked at her picture every morning after all…

“I still think we should go inside.” Furia commented, it's raining harder than before.

“Oh… I suppose that would be of interest.” Neuvillette took the umbrella from Furia’s hands, holding it above them as they walked into the Palais Mermonia. “Thank you for bringing an umbrella for me.” Neuvillette thanked Furia as she hung her coat on a coat rack.

“It's no problem… I wouldn't want to leave you alone in the rain to become all soggy.” Furia laughed, waving a hand.

“Well I would like to invite you for tea as a thank you.” The words left him before he could stop himself.

“O-Oh?” Furia blinked, “I- I suppose it would be rude of me to decline.”

“Ah- How about we go to Cafe Lutece?” Neuvillette offered, “After the rain stops of course.”

“Very well.” Furia smiled, “I do love a good pastry.” Furia giggled, her voice soft and sweet as she spoke.

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“I love this cake!” Furia beamed as she ate the slice. “It's really hard to get one too…” Neuvillette chuckled watching as Furia savored the cake. “They only make a few of these each day you know!”

“I know. I am normally not one for sweets, but I do enjoy this cake.” Neuvillette ate his slice slowly.

“I never thought you were one for sweets.” Furia downed her tea.

“Well, it reminds me of someone I knew.” Neuvillette drank his water, “And I did enjoy eating this cake with her so I suppose it's more nostalgic than I enjoy the taste.”

“I see.” Furia hummed as she devoured her cake. “I must say this whole thing feels awfully deja vu.” Furia thought out loud. “Feels like I've done this a hundred times before…”

“Done what?” Neuvillette raised a brow.

“Eaten with you I mean.” Furia explained. “I feel like I have done this a thousand times with you.”

“Oh? Really, how curious.” Neuvillette spoke softly, his voice a whisper. “I almost have the same feeling…”

“Mon dragon…” Furia mumbled.

“W-What did you say?” Neuvillettes head snapped up.

“Huh- I just said that if feels like I've done this a thousand times-” Furia blinked confused,

“No after that- What did you say?” Neuvillette stared at her as if she held the secret to Celestia herself.

“I didn’t say anything…” Furia looked at him concerned.

“Oh… I must have heard someone else mention my name…” Neuvillette shook his head, “Well this has been wonderful. And consider this my thank you to you for getting me out of the rain.” Neuvillette stood up, “I will… be returning to my house now. I must rest. It has been a long day.”

“O-Oh okay then. Have a pleasant evening Neuvillette.” Furia called out to him as he left.

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The sun slowly rose over the water as Neuvillette stood before the familiar ocean, where the two had shared their last dance.

“Oh… I didn't realize you were here,” Furia blinked as she stood beneath her umbrella, “I’m sorry for disturbing you-” Furia made a move to leave him in peace.

“Wait. What are you doing here Furia?” Neuvillette grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving.

“Oh… I had this weird feeling when I woke up so I decided to take a walk…” Furia shook her head, a familiar untameable white strand of hair bouncing with each movement. “I wasn't really paying attention where I was going and I just… ended up here… I’m sorry for disturbing you.”

“It's alright…” Neuvilittee looked out at the water, “Would you like to watch the sunrise?”

“I- I suppose.” Furia agreed, standing next to him, her snowy hair glowed a faint yellow as the sun hit her, the woman squinting and blinking as the sun hit her eyes. Neuvillette sat there for the rest of the day, and to his surprise Furia didn't leave his side, the woman making a fire to cook a pot of macaroni. Neuvillette tried his best to keep his feelings in check. Furia… She was so similar to Furina, from her name, to her mannerisms, to her appearance, almost as if she was a ghost. His head spun, it was too much, his heart was ablaze with pain, memories swimming before him.

“...Neuvillette?” Furia whispered looking at him, her voice soft and playful. “You look upset…”

“I am alright.” Neuvillette answered stiffly,

“Hm. Don’t cry.” Furia whispered.

“I’m not crying.”

“It's raining.” Furia didn't bother opening her umbrella, extending a hand to catch the droplets as they fell. Neuvillette glanced at Furia, the girl watching the rain with a strange fondness. “Such a shame to see the hydro dragon cry…” Neuvillette stayed silent, “Come on now, Neuvillette don't cry.” Furia closed her eyes as she sat in the rain.

“Excuse me?” Neuvillette raised a brow, tensing up at her words.

“Do you remember what I promised all those years ago?” Furia smiled, ignoring his words.

“Pardon? You still havent- How did you know…”

“Do you remember what I promised?”

“Why won't you- how would I know?” Neuvillette gritted his teeth, annoyed and confused by Furia’s antics.

“I promised that one day we would reunite.” Furia smiled at him, her eyes knowing, that oh so familiar glint in her eyes.

“How do you…” His voice died in his throat as Furia looked at him, just as Furina had.

“Remember… when we danced on this very water for the last time…” Furia looked out at the sea, “I promised that I would love you for eternity and that one day we would reunite… and it appears that day is upon us… So mon dragon.” Furia offered him a hand. “Care for a dance?” Neuvillette stared at her, his eyes filling up with tears, the sky mirroring his emotions as droplets of rain started to fall.

“Furina…?”

#fluff #angst #fluff to angst #furina de fontaine #furina x neuvillette #neuvillette #neuvilette genshin #neuvifuri #furinette #furina #genshin impact #genshin #oneshot #immortal x mortal #furina genshin #not beta read #genshin angst #happy ending #furina is like a cat 9 lives babyyyyyyyyyyy

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