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Moonlight Meetings | Izzy Hands x Reader

Summary: You knew Stede Bonnet from his days of being married to your dearest friend, Mary. Although Mary was your best friend, you were still there for Stede during his conflicting feelings about his marriage and wanting to sail the seas and explore the world and, well, become a pirate, and without judgment, too. You wished you had gone with him when he had left, but you stayed loyal to Mary. But upon Stede's return and him and Mary giving and getting the closure they mutually needed, as well as her assisting him in faking his death so he could truly go and live the life he's wanted to pursue without guilt, you do end up going with him this time. You actually reveal yourself to be a skilled navigator and trader, but even before this knowledge, the crew accepted you with open arms. Even a certain first mate who was weary at first (you are Stede's friend, after all) comes around, although you tried to take over his late night thinking spot as your own. You end up sharing said spot and looking forward to your encounters and conversations every night, even throughout the days.

Warnings: slight inconsistency with plot of OFMD (just the stuff with when Stede returns after leaving again, it's really not too evident or bothersome i don't think), some strong language, briefest mention of blood ever, some light angst, brief mentions of troubling past, brief explorations of anxiety, kissing

This honestly took me a few days to write, and Tumblr didn't save some of it, so that was frustrating, anyhow—I truly hope you all enjoy this! I enjoyed writing it. I have a few requests that I will be fulfilling hopefully tomorrow as well, or at least in the next couple of days especially after recent events if you know what I mean...I love you all so dearly and I cannot thank you enough for all the love you've shown me so far. I've enjoyed talking with you all whether it's through the comments or my inbox or even messages :) Keep the requests coming, and have a wonderful day (or night!)

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You had never fathomed that the sun could even shine this brightly. For once in your life, its beams didn't berate you but rather seemed to engulf you in a warm embrace as a sort of sendoff on your new endeavors, encouraging you, almost—reassuring you that this was in fact the right choice.

Ever since Stede had taken off to start his new life as a pirate amongst the ocean, you couldn't help but feel envious. You would have given anything to be able to do the same, to leave everything behind and start fresh, especially upon the saltwater seas. Barbados was all you had ever known and it never truly felt like your home. But even just the thought, the daydream of sailing the seas and discovering places you never imagined existed, felt like absolute bliss and paradise. You were sad to see Stede go, too, but you knew it would be good for him. You knew he would be happier than he was living here with Mary and his children, living the life his parents designed for him. You were undeniably happy for him. But you couldn't help but also be extremely jealous, too. Though of course, you would never express these feelings harshly—you really were over the moon for Stede. You just wished for something beyond the life that was handed to you, too. You knew he understood that, too.

Whenever you and Stede would whisper about his plans in corners at all of those socialite gatherings in the rare moments when no one was watching, he would always suggest for you to go with him, but you felt like you had no choice but to stay, especially with Mary. She was your dearest friend, and you felt strongly about your loyalty towards her. You'd never admit you were also terrified of your name being slandered and that your new reputation would follow you out there forever if you had left with him, at least at that time, in those circumstances.

But, Stede returned briefly, and all had been rekindled with Mary. They sincerely wished each other well, and she even helped him pull off a grandiose stunt—faking his death, and you knew that now, he was finally able to live the life he yearned for in peace and free of guilt. He killed off the Stede Bonnet of Barbados, and truly began to grow into the person he wanted to be—Stede Bonnet of the sea, The Gentleman Pirate.

Once he pulled it off, you walked over with him to the sand to send him off once again. There was a lingering moment between the two of you, both knowing that this would not be farewell.

"I'm going to ask you again," Stede started. "Do you want to come with me? Please, come with me, it's amazing out there. And the crew, oh!—you'd just love the crew! Please?"

How could you resist this time? Even before he had formally asked again, you were already on board, ready for whatever awaited you on this journey.

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The first few weeks aboard The Revenge had been nothing short of wonderful. You already felt well acquainted with your crew, and there were even a particular few you felt yourself getting closer to already, and hoped you all would continue to. But there were parts of it that were terrifying, too—it would hit you in the most out of nowhere moments that you just up and left your last life. It's not like anything, let alone anyone was waiting for you back there, but nonetheless it shocked you from time to time that you had even left. You felt like an entirely new person—you knew that in your core you were still you, but your identity felt a bit lost in this new environment somewhere. You hardly mourned this, as you were excited to explore a new you, but that didn't erase the fact that it was frightening. There were nights where you found yourself confiding in Stede about this for hours, but you eventually stopped as you noticed Ed would already be in his quarters when you arrived and you wanted to give them privacy. Still, you couldn't stand to be alone in your own quarters, but you weren't sure which of your crew mates' doors you could knock on just yet. The only place left was to check out the main deck, see if there were any nooks and crannies you may have missed.

After a few minutes of searching, you found the perfect spot—you couldn't really be seen by anyone else on the deck, if anyone decided to walk onto it, but you could still stare out at the water and the moonlight. The moon's reflection rippling across the ocean was one of your favorite sights—it brought you such peace, so you were honestly glad that you strayed from being holed up in Stede's room and wound up here instead. You were about to sit when you felt someone else's presence beside you. You jumped, immediately turning around to see who it was, your hand instinctively reaching for your sword.

"It's just me," Izzy sighed. "You can put your fucking sword away. Just me.

You let out a sigh of relief upon the sight of the first mate. You knew that his presence unsettled, or really just annoyed the others, but not you. His presence made you feel safe and looked after, even if he was a bit harsh a lot of the time.

"This is my spot, you know," he sighed once again.

"Your spot?"

"It's where I come to think every single night, even when I'm not on watch," he explained to you surprisingly patiently.

"Do you want me to leave?" you pondered, almost frantically. You didn't want to feel like you had invaded yet another space. You knew you would start spiraling, start thinking that maybe there wasn't a place for you aboard The Revenge. And honestly, Izzy wanted to be alone, but the look on your face almost pierced through his heart. He didn't have the heart to tell you off.

"You don't have to," he shrugged, sitting down beside you. "It's fine."

You both stared out at the sea. You were beyond grateful to have some company, honestly—company beyond the moon itself. Not long after, a sigh escaped your own lips. Izzy tried to fight off the urge to talk to you, but he couldn't deny that he felt so drawn to you, even when you first arrived on the ship.

"Something wrong?" he finally asked, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. He intended to keep you in his periphery.

"I guess I've just been feeling kind of like an outsider," you shrugged, continuing. "Being here is all I've ever wanted and more, but I just feel like such a burden to everyone all the time. I don't really have anyone to talk to, and even when Stede left our village, I only had one friend. Now I just feel even more alone...It's silly, I know."

"It's not," Izzy protested. "I get it. I do."

"You do?"

Izzy nodded. "You don't ever see me talking to anyone, do you?"

You paused to ponder. "Not unless they need something."

"Exactly."

"Do you ever get lonely, Izzy?"

Such an innocent inquiry was enough to almost make Izzy's heart stop. Looking at you from the corner of his eye wasn't enough anymore. He turned his head to face you, witnessing the genuine expression on your face. You truly cared, and you truly wanted to know. No one had ever looked at Izzy this way before, and he wasn't sure of how it was supposed to make him feel—frustrated? Sad? Sorry? Joyous, even? He subtly put his gloved hand upon his chest, thinking somehow it would slow his quickly-paced heartbeat. He wasn't used to this, he couldn't even believe this was happening. He even felt he was reading too much into this—but, you cared, and he knew it right away. He didn't know what to do with that. But it was a pleasant feeling, teetering on bittersweet. Upon realizing your question was still hanging in the air, he quickly spoke again, his mind not exactly in sync with his mouth.

"I suppose."

Izzy's response hung in the air just as your query had. It felt relieving to put such a thing out into the universe, but it also felt dreadful facing this reality. Was this the reason behind the occasionally random sharp pains in his chest, almost reminiscent of someone stabbing him right through his heart with a sword? These physical sensations never came without a looming feeling of gloominess, after all. He almost exhaled at the thought. He wasn't sure whether or not he was ready to explore any of this, let alone if he even wanted to do so. His gaze was still fixated on you, as if he were awaiting to hear something from you as well. For once in his life, hope could be seen in his eyes, though he didn't know it.

Finally, you spoke. "I'll be the moon."

A laugh almost boomed from Izzy's chest. "What?"

"I'll be here every night, if you'll have me. If there's ever a particularly hard day, just remember that the moon will rise at the end of the day and be there for you to lament all your sorrows to," you stood up by this point, speaking sort of dramatically, but it was apparent that you meant it sincerely. "And even during the day, did you know you can still see the moon? So, I'll be there during the day, too."

Izzy was in complete and utter disbelief in the best way possible. He was truly at a loss for words, and he swore his head was going to hurt from how much he was nodding. You smiled at this sight, and held your hand out to help Izzy up. He looked at you, confusing written all over his expression, but you kept your hand there. Finally, he allowed himself to put his hand in yours and before he knew it, he was back on his feet again, in more ways than one.

"Goodnight, Izzy."

"Right. Yes. Goodnight."

The thought of Izzy didn't leave your mind even as you retreated to your quarters, nor when you succumbed to sleep for the remainder of the night's reign. Little did you know that Izzy thought of you, too. That you weren't just going to be his moonlight, but also, his sunshine. But he didn't know that just yet.

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You rose right as the sun did the next day, never having been more ready to take on a day until now. Something was even more enchanting about watching the transition of grey hues into orange into light blue, but this process in reverse would always have your heart. The rest of the crew woke up shortly after you, some still yawning, some stumbling upon the main deck from exhaustion. You couldn't help but giggle at such sights. None other than Izzy Hands followed behind them and your heart almost skipped a beat. Usually when this happened it was because you were overcome with worry, but, not this time and you knew that deep down. When you swore no one else was looking, you glanced over and sent a grin his way, to which he slightly returned—blinked, and you would have missed it. Your smile grew even larger, and you had to turn away to conceal it. Before you knew it, you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders, causing you to gasp.

"Someone's chipper this morning."

"Stede!" you exclaimed, laughing so hard that your stomach would probably hurt later. You swiveled around to face him. "Scared the ever living shit out of me."

"Sorry about that," Stede couldn't help but chuckle. "I just wanted to check in with you...are you feeling happy here? You settling in okay? I know it's a lot to just up and leave your life."

"Honestly, I've never been better," you admitted, your smile still existing upon you. And your smile was radiant—it had almost everyone's head turns toward you, their hearts feeling warm. Even Izzy. Especially Izzy. "I am so glad I did this. I regret not joining you sooner, but I—"

"I know," Stede jumped in to assure you, which you were endlessly grateful for. He knew of your tendency to spiral, and he wanted to cultivate a space where you didn't feel like you had to do so. "And I admire your loyalty. It's been an asset on this ship so far."

You sent a glance of gratitude his way before he walked off upon the sight of Ed emerging from his quarters, finally. You laughed as they made their ways over to one another. You were beyond happy to see your dear friend so happy, so in love. So in his element, where he truly belonged.

"Everyone, get to work!" Izzy suddenly shouted, to which the crew immediately scurried off to their designated areas. This didn't startle you, though. You made your way over to the kitchen to assist Roach in organizing the rations, accidentally brushing hands with Izzy as you did. You stopped in your tracks and looked at him from over your shoulder. He was looking at you, too, the smallest smile on his face. He couldn't look away, even though he wanted to just in case his face flushed or he smiled any further or, gods forbid, anyone else saw. You weren't afraid to keep smiling, and after what felt like forever of engaging in this staring match with the first mate, you finally ducked into the kitchen, so as not to keep Roach waiting. If you had, he would know something happened and he would pester you about it for the rest of your life.

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Night fell sooner than you could realize it and for that, you were entirely grateful. You had been distracted the entirety of the day; the thought of whatever you and Izzy may have to share later dancing around in your mind, causing your heart to do pirouettes whenever you daydreamed about it. You almost couldn't even wait until everyone was asleep—but you knew this would run the risk of revealing your and Izzy's secret spot, and that would be less than ideal for the both of you. The last thing you wanted was to ruin a good thing that was only just beginning to blossom.

But tonight, Izzy was early. He found himself inhabited in the very same spot as the previous night, just as he had promised. Without a word, you plopped down right beside him, sending one of your signature smiles his way.

"I've never wished a day away like I had today," you laughed breathlessly.

"Nor have I. Yet, here we are." You could tell that there wasn't resentment behind Izzy's statement, but rather, a sort of joy. You discreetly moved a bit closer to him, your knees almost brushing against one another. Izzy also moved toward you at the same time, causing said collision. You were grateful for the dark concealing the rose tint creeping upon your cheeks. Izzy was grateful for the dark concealing the smile creeping upon his lips.

Izzy exhaled almost sharply, preparing to speak again, really speak. "I don't mean to scare off the crew, you know."

"I don't think you scare them one bit," you were quick to reassure him. "It's just how times were in the time where you sailed with Blackbeard, right?"

Izzy nodded almost rapidly, in utter shock that you already had such a good read on him. "Times were different, that's for sure."

"I can tell you care," you told him sincerely. "You just have a way of showing it that the crew isn't used to. I mean, they have Stede fucking Bonnet as one of their captains."

Izzy didn't hesitate to laugh at that. "Yeah. Stupid fucking Stede Bonnet...but what was it like?"

"What was what like?"

"Being a part of...that world. His world."

You rolled your eyes somewhat playfully. "It was...a lot, all at once. Lots of uncomfortable clothes, powder on my face that made me look sickly but everyone would swear I was beautiful. But I never felt like a real fucking person. Ever. It was honestly exhausting."

Izzy listened intently, leaning in a bit to further demonstrate this. He nodded as you spoke, nods that spoke: I understand. That does sound like a lot. That does sound exhausting. It's amazing that you left that life behind. You're destined for so much more than what you were given. But all Izzy could manage to say, was, "No wonder you left. That sounded awful." He was mentally punching himself for not thinking of anything better to say. You deserved words in which were beautifully and artfully strung together. He knew that.

But, you laughed, knowing he empathized just by the way he looked at you. You were no stranger to these sorts of glances—sure, no one had ever looked at you that way before, but it was all you read about in your favorite romance novels, described so vividly that once you did encounter a moment like this, you would immediately recognize it, and, you did. "I'm better now. Much better. Where I need to be."

Once again, Izzy nodded. "You've been a great addition to this crew."

"Really?" you asked, almost in disbelief, but you were flattered to say the very least.

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it." To anyone else, this would have sounded harsh. To you, these were the most reassuring words you had ever heard. He looked over at you, insecurity rushing through his bloodstream and you could see this. Even in the light of the moon, you could see the paleness of Izzy's face.

"Thank you, Izzy." You spoke sincerely, and suddenly all pigment re-entered Izzy's once ghostly features. Such words felt so foreign and out of reach for him, until you had confidently brought them into existence. From you, this declaration wasn't a whisper—he could tell that you meant it with your entire heart. He couldn't even recall the last time someone had shown him a shred of gratitude, or if anyone ever had at all before this. Just those three words were enough to send warmth all throughout his body even as the breeze threatened to send shivers down both of your spines and force you underneath the warmth of your blankets in your respective quarters. This would be a warmth that would carry on every time he saw you from this point on—you would be the start to the fireplace in his heart, and part of him knew this was going to begin to happen from this moment forward. As long as you were going to be around, he knew he would at least never be entirely freezing again.

All Israel Hands could manage to do now was look at you. There were stars in his eyes paired tears hat threatened to cascade down his cheeks like waterfalls and he hoped so much that you weren't able to see, that the moon would spare him at least a bit. But you so badly wanted to reach out and wipe away the water from the corners of his eyes, though you wanted his complete trust even more, and that seemed like the last way to get it, at least this early on.

"My eyes just get dry," Izzy quickly defended in case you had seen anything.

You stifled a quiet laugh. "It is pretty windy out here."

"So, see you tomorrow, then?"

"Tomorrow," you confirmed, not even trying to conceal the corners of your lips rising to form a smile.

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Tomorrow's would unfold every single night, not one ever missed. There were even a few nights that you happened to be in the midst of a cold but you insisted to be in your spot with Izzy, to which he would protest and you would compromise by allowing your meetings to happen in your quarters as he got Roach to make you soup, and you were better within the next few days. And even on the days where Izzy felt like absolutely screaming and cursing at the world, perhaps directing this to Blackbeard and Stede, he would still eagerly await your time together—it would be beyond enough to get him through those days.

It had now been quite some time since these meetings began. You were really beginning to solve the riddle that was Izzy Hands, and you quite liked what you were finding, and it only made you yearn to uncover even more. But, there were many nights and even days spent where you worried—worried that perhaps Izzy was ashamed of the connection that you two had formed, and that was why your encounters took place at night. Or, perhaps he was just lonely, or he had nothing better to do. You did your best to push these thoughts to the back of your mind but you usually had no luck. And, it was even harder to deny the blossoming feelings you had for the man.

Even before the first time you two had really conversed, you knew there was something about the first mate that you were drawn to, and these nights with Izzy had only confirmed that.

Little did you know that the same fears, and probably even more, existed within Izzy. Of all the people in the crew, why had you taken interest in him? He knew that even Stede Bonnet was probably of more interest, with his fancy wears and his everlasting bookshelves. Or Frenchie perhaps, with his instrument and his voice that the crew never got sick of hearing. Or Lucius with his sketches and his wit. Or hell, even Blackbeard himself, with all of the anecdotes he had up his sleeve—but why him? Why Israel Hands? This thought often plagued him to the point where his head would begin to hurt just a bit, and whenever it did (and, you knew when it did—he wasn't the best at hiding the wincing at all), he would just cake it to the changes in weather, or something that had happened that day, or even not drinking enough water. You always knew these excuses were, well, excuses, but you also knew it wasn't best to press.

Sometimes, part of Izzy wished that you would press. It was you, so he wouldn't mind as much. It wasn't likely that he would pour out his concerns, but he would appreciate yours.

As soon as you arose, you already spotted Black Pete and Lucius, who absolutely qualified for the cutest couple award, if there were such a thing—you wouldn't be surprised if Stede had established that just for them. But, your heart sank just a bit, knowing you couldn't express your growing love for Izzy like that. You weren't even sure you would know if he returned your feelings, and the last thing you wanted to do was ruin such a beautiful thing between the both of you with such knowledge, especially if he truly didn't feel the same. But every morning, your heart would ache, and it became harder and harder to keep all of this love to yourself. You wanted more than anything for it to pour out of you like a fountain that never stopped flowing. You reserved such ardor for Izzy and Izzy alone. Never had you carried such affection, such fondness for another, and not only did that excite you, but it also scared the hell out of you.

The crew noticed this after the first few weeks—oh, you were far from subtle. You practically glowed whenever Izzy entered a room, even if you appeared completely composed.

Finally, Izzy rose from his quarters and your heart leapt in your chest. You couldn't hold it in anymore, and there was no way you were waiting for the moon to rise tonight. You waltzed right over to Izzy, gently pulling him aside. He didn't resist your touch at all—it felt almost familiar, and peaceful.

"Do you have a moment?" you suddenly asked.

"For you? Always. For anything else? Probably not," he chuckled.

Before you were about to speak once again, Stede had announced that the ship had docked. You sighed, slumping against the railing that you and Izzy were propped up against.

"Can it wait?" Izzy asked you sheepishly, his eyes apologizing.

"Oh. Yes. Yes, it can," you sighed.

"Not for long," Izzy assured you as he rushed off in order to ensure the ship's safe docking. It only took a few moments before he gestured for you to follow him off of the ship. You perked up at this, grabbing your satchel and running over to him.

"So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" he asked as you walked along the pathway of the Republic of Pirates.

"I...It's nothing. Not here, at least."

"Then where?" Izzy sent a playful smile your way.

"Could we actually head back to the ship? Just for a moment?"

Izzy pondered this—for just a moment. "I suppose no one would really notice, and if they did, they wouldn't care all that much."

This time, Izzy followed you. You were already beginning to regret this quite a bit, and beads of sweat were forming upon your temple. You wiped them away carefully, fanning yourself with your hand. You led Izzy to your shared spot, barely being able to breathe. Nor was Izzy with the way you were practically running back, and he had to do his best to keep up the pace. But the thought that something could be wrong was beginning to plague him.

"I couldn't wait until tonight," you finally admit, nervous laughter bubbling out of you.

"Most days, I can't either," Izzy sent a reassuring, but equally as nervous smile your way. "All of the time, actually."

All you could manage to do was sit there and just glow. You glowed underneath the sun's beams and the sight of it made Izzy absolutely melt, and not from the heat.

"Is everything alright? Just wanted to talk?"

Your eyes stayed fixated upon the man before you, the person whom you carried so much love for that it almost overflowed out of you. And, it was no secret that you had never felt this way about anyone before, and Stede Bonnet himself could and would be overjoyed to confirm it. You were often urged to find some sort of attachment toward a plethora of potential "worthy" suitors, but none of them ever caught your eye, nor had much to offer you despite all of their pleas. You always had this feeling deep down that none of them were truly suitable, and so you bore no hesitation saving yourself and your heart for someone that was. And Israel Hands was beyond anything you had ever dreamed of. He suited you so perfectly. He was worthy of all of the love in the world and so much more—you just hoped yours was enough for him. You hoped he would want any of it—it was his if he did.

And oh, did he want it. He yearned for you. Izzy's heart ached when the two of you were forced to retreat to your quarters after hours of conversation. He could spend forever just sitting there with you, his arm wrapped around you as you witnessed the sky's change every day, together. To him, that would be absolute paradise. Every second he spent with you, and even when you were apart, he knew in his heart that he held this special sort of feeling for you. Dare he call it love, as he didn't want his heart to shatter into a million pieces that he wouldn't be able to pick up. But, you were it for him, and he knew that deep down. He could see it in your eyes, or at least, he hoped that was what he was seeing. You did look at him with stars in your eyes, and you knew that.

"Please, don't hate me," you started, biting your lip so harshly that it almost drew blood.

"Hate you?" Izzy repeated, absolutely puzzled. "I couldn't hate you even if I tried."

You inhaled so sharply that you almost choked on air. You laughed it off, though Izzy instinctively placed his arm on the small of your back, tracing small patterns into it. With this, you collapsed into his arms and he was already set up to catch you. Sobs escaped your lips as he moved one of his hands to the back of your head, running his fingers through your hair in an attempt to hopefully soothe you. These weren't instincts he was familiar with, yet, he felt as if he was meant to do these things. "You can tell me. Take your time, of course," he assured you as you continued to cry. After a moment, you managed to compose yourself a bit and you felt okay enough to pull away, but Izzy kept his hands on your upper arms gently, just in case. He was really starting to grow concerned, his stomach churning.

"You won't hate me?"

Izzy laughed, to which you managed the smallest of smiles. "I could never."

"I...I feel very connected to you, Izzy," you began. "And our conversations have really confirmed that for me. I don't just think about you at night before we talk—do you know that? You are the first thing that enters my mind each morning and then I can't wait to see you, really see you and talk to you and be close to you. And some days on this ship are hard, Izzy, but you make things so much easier. You take so much weight off of my shoulders."

"The thought of getting to talk to you gets me out of bed every day," Izzy admitted. "I've been doing this a long time and sometimes I don't know what it's all for anymore, why I even bother. But if I get to see your smile, it's all worth it."

You swore you were about to become a blubbering mess if you opened your mouth to speak at all. As you took a step forward towards him, your fingers intertwining as you approached. His other hand gently landed upon your waist, and your eyes met at the same second. The gap between you both was too much, too much, and neither of you could take its existence anymore—he gently reeled you in and you pressed your lips against his. He quietly gasped in surprise, though it was quickly followed by a sort of sigh of relief as he returned your kiss, returned your sentiments. You smiled against his lips and he couldn't help but do the same, there was no denying that your smile was contagious. He felt as if he were meant to do this, meant to show you such tenderness and care and love. And you would do anything in your power to show him that he was worthy of all of yours.

"I..." Izzy whispered against your lips. "I love you." The words almost got stuck in his throat—they felt unfamiliar, and unfamiliar was rarely not terrifying or dreadful. Right now, unfamiliar was exhilarating. Those three words were the truest he had ever spoken. You lit up more than the sun, the stars, and the moon combined.

"I love you, Israel." You had saved those three words for someone special, someone whom you truly adored without any question, and Izzy happened to be that someone. Anyone else would never, ever compare. He engulfed you in another embrace, your shirt becoming slightly stained by his tears. "I was meant to."

"Meant to what?"

"I was meant to love you. Made for it, probably," you laughed.

Izzy took hold of your hand once again, disentangling himself from your embrace to face you. With his free hand, he cupped your cheek and his thumb caressed it softly. "I think perhaps the moon knew to bring us together. But I loved...I loved you even before then. Or at least, I had a strong feeling I was going to. That, I'm certain about."

"Think we still have some time before everyone notices we're gone?" you asked, hope wavering in your voice.

"Oh, we've got ample long as they're at Spanish Jackie's," he couldn't help but chuckle. "We've got all the time in the world, my love."

"All of the time in the world," you repeated. "I love the sound of that."

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Just read chap 11. Saint you've got some mad skills. The way you worded and paced this chapter... Giving details for every small thing, kept us in the loop, I am surprised to manage to fit it in 10K words. Applauds must not stop for this

Also, I don't know about others but seeing Gojou struggle and desperate for yn's affection and warmth gave me a sense of justice(?) Like he is finally reaping what he sowed and I know it affects yn but life's not fairytales and unicorns. I wish yn's circumstances were different but it makes me happy and proud that our female lead is putting herself first at every point. I love the mental debate in her head everytime she faces Satoru even though it can be fucking exhausting. I tend to prefer a more rational and level headed protagonist, like Navier (OUH THE RESEMBLANCE IS UNCANNY NOW) so I'm crying proud tears for our selfless but (now) slightly selfish yn.

Also, a sneak peak into Toji's POV made me realise that it is best they share an only platonic relationship. The advice of getting under another man to forget one doesn't really help here and yn needs to live a hermit life to balance out all this chaos in her life. I do wish if you could have a spin off drabble where Toji and yn ends together but only if you're comfortable. I'm a Toji simp since Sn so I can't accept the chemistry between Toji and yn go unexplored.

ALSO NAOYA SAYING HE IS READY TO DO THE DIRTY WORK?!?! I don't know if I can handle more plot twists. Our GojouxYN ship never had a smooth sail and it seems like it has to end up sinking. 4 chaps to go and we have so much turbulence left to brace for. I don't know if I love or hate that fact.

Jk, I fucking live for this high life. I am so glad I found your account. Someday I will pluck the courage to read Wastelands (I cannot digest zombies and apocalyptic au) but know that you will always have me as an avid reader and fan of your work. Love you loads ❤️ P.s. sorry for this long ask.

Anonymous said

Naoya— I had some suspiscions when I looked at the theories about the plot twist. I knew the Naoya X Stepmom idea would really make me say "Wtf!?". Hah I must admit I forgot about Mei's love for money for a bit there hahah

Welp now I can tell why you couldn't express your agreement on my previous ask about Gojo's dad 😅 He does give off that selfish vibe that even if he adores his side pieces he'll only favor those of his own blood, although discreetly/twisted.

I'm honestly nervous that the two (Toji x Y/N) are starting to think about each other, although their thoughts are still on the platonic side, I can't help but feel that Gojo's chances of getting Y/N back is already at the critical level of 10%.

I know he's sincere with everything now but I can't blame Y/N for not believing his actions at all. Heck I would've started not believing every affection he's shown the moment he declared that I will never be in his heart 🤷🏻‍♀️ Hopefully he'll get through the "veil" she has started to build around her to keep him away 👀

Ohohoh it's evident that she isn't pregnant ( I eat lies for breakfast JK 🤣) but in case she is when Ieiri checked it's probably someone else's, maybe Naoya has something to do with it. He did say he wanted to meet her and to leave the dirty work to him. He seems like he's gonna help Toji get Y/N 🤔 Like she's gon be beneficial for their group, too, yk. But oh well, too late, Y/N saw the scenes at the hospital already and has assumed the worst, oh man, and to think he's been annoyingly sweet throughout this chapter 😅

Also, I wanna trust Ieiri honestly but if she ever reveals that misstres is indeed preggo I have a feeling she's threatened by the fact that mistress might potentially harm Y/N knowing her heart condition but again I hope she's a wise and strong as I see her.

I'm honestly glad like 🥲🤧 that he said those things to Sera, that's a HUGE step hun. But now I feel bad because there's a lot of misunderstandings in their relationship then add to the mix that the mistress lied to baby trap Gojo and Y/N seeing all that and running away without confirming anything 😢

@bakugousmrs said

Okayyy I was luckyy the ask box is still open!! Okay first, does Naoya really like the bitchest of the bitch or he just enjoy her 'evilnesss' or he has an older woman kink idk what's its called, maybe he's messing with the Gojous and now he's planning on meeting Sera? And on the last part I think Sera would make a huge mistake by getting other man to impregnate her to keep Gojou with her, I just hope it's not Naoya oh goshh,🤦‍♀️ I can't express my anger! And Toji!! He knows the scandal oh myyy! This whole chap had me confused and dazzin'. And I just HOPE!! Y/n is in a better shape despite this whole chap eveen tho its hopeless!! Save my babyy Miss Ai!!!

Anyway This is another Chapter!! That gives me motivation to look forward every week!! The reason I want to livee augh!! I'm addicted!!

And Gojou you better fix this or else 🙂🔪🍆= 🍠

Anonymous said

okay this has nothing to do with this chapter (an amazing chapter as always tho!! holy shit your writing 😩😩 the emotions THE PLOT TWIST AJDJDJ IM-)

but ever since you mentioned that getou owns a lot of nightclubs i’ve been thinking: imagine all the shady business he could be getting up to. and the even more i think about it, suguru really does seems like he could be such a shady person under his cool facade. not that he’s a bad guy or anything but he could definitely be up to some illegal stuff without anyone knowing or suspecting a thing. i imagine that he owns some pretty high end popular clubs in the city and makes deals with gangs and crime syndicates to let them use it as a negotiation point or hang out space in exchange for information on certain people and the plans or movements of other business and upperclassman that he’ll need to be wary of (getou 🤝 naoya and their gossip king skills) i also imagine that this is where sukuna fits in; hes an important member of a pretty big crime organization—the underboss and he’s become somewhat of a friend / partner of suguru (ayo spin off writers 👀) they met because sukuna is trying to secretly overthrow the current head of the crime organization hes apart of and form his own gang. he comes to the nightclubs pretending as if he’s just observing rivals to get anything off of them to report back to his boss but in reality he’s trying to recruit and get other members to defect. suguru could have seen it from the start what sukuna’s true intentions were and made a deal with him, telling him that he won’t out his secret and will help him too with funds and information of his own if he’d take on a job to ‘take care of’ a new nightclub owner rival of his, one that was rapidly growing and becoming more successful than him—normally this wouldn’t be something that getou would particularly make a big fuss over but if you throw in a fiancé!y/n into the mix and a threat against her life because his rival is a ‘too cocky arrogant fuck that sends him anonymous threats even though suguru knows it’s from him’ as well as the fact that y/n’s mother—the ceo of a popular magazine company is having an affair with her husband’s rival who happens to be the head of sukuna’s crime syndicate—the very one he’s trying to kill, posing as a businessman to hide his true occupation. suguru promises that he can get y/n to get as much dirt and secrets as she can for him if he can do the job. (bonus is that sukuna ends up having a soft spot for y/n and develops feelings but it’s unrequited because she’s in love and is ready to marry suguru.)

Anonymous said

at first it was very easy to defend sera, because i UNDERSTOOD where she was coming from and why she was upset. i was able to put myself in her shoes cus ik damn well i’d be more upset, but that was in the beginning.

once it got to the later chapters it was so clear that she doesn’t even love gojo, and only the idea of him. i mean disregarding his trauma and not letting him open up because she’s selfish and thinks only her problems matter. wtf. like that’s when i could no longer defend her and realized her reasoning was fucking pathetic.

as for gojo, it’s nice to see that technically he didn’t choose sera first in that last chapter but rather chose the mc first by wanting to end things with sera, but gojo needs to speak tf up so he can clear shit. #proudgojoapologist JK LOL, i like seeing him suffer even if it’s nothing compared to what yn is suffering. i just think he’s a terrible communicator but do i blame him? no, i mean look at how he was raised.

as for yn, maneeeee! i think by putting up those walls between her and gojo she’s hurting herself way more. yet, it makes sense why she’s doing it but it’s obvious she still cares for him and she needs to put down these boundaries and let him know how much he hurt her. i really hope things get better for my home girl cus shit.

living off those toji crumbs fr, yn buying him a gift <33 i fr love their friendship ;)

anyways this chapter was amazing made my friday >>, as always take care of urself :o)

@selenelle said

The conclusion of this capter is that Hoela issa good fuck. (For science purpose the qn is what kind of rigorous practice did she went through prior to the marriage that she got Naoya slept with her...) (((Also young stepson look at your mum she's embarassing))))))))

Anw I had the same exact thought about Naoya's description of her being "not passionate about her old work" just right before you narrated it. I'm proud of my BSc in Management my education didn't fail me. If I were her I'd just secretly plot with someone from the legal team and change the death will and you know... work around that area (however you want to interpet this). Or plot with other major shareholders. Or if all of the shares belong to the family (which usually isn't the case bcs the financial risk is too high) I'll push the company for IPO instead and well... plot.

This is why we don't marry people just because of their looks *sigh* bright mind can take your empire far but sexy body won't (it was an advice given by my prof to the male students when we talked about Korea chaebol and Japan zaibatsu keiretsu).

Also it can't be just me... does Naoya ship Toji with y/n?!?!? Idk what other dirty work they're planning to do but Naoya sire I know you'd do it in a heartbeat but like I wanna request it just to emphasize it once again: make sure four of them suffer. You're a sexy smart man you know who are the additional two 🙈

Me thinks it's no longer Sera x Satoru = Stupid2. Now it's Stupid4.

Anw Saint once again good job with the new chapter!!! I enjoyed it my jaw literally dropped and I enjoyed the previous chapters as well the plot building was *beat drop*. (You see the rhyme heheh)

Have a good week ahead and stay healthy!!

Anonymous said

WHY WOULD THAT BITCH BLAME MC FOR THE REASON GOJO CAN'T BE WITH HER AND THE BABY??? LIKE GURL, SHE EVEN SAID/THINKING OF MAKING MC PAY??? the audacity of this homewrecker is above from what the highest number could be. Actually I've been reading SN skippingly because I am just waiting for it to end so that it would be one hell ride of emotions but I can't help myself because of Sera and also because of the asks I've been reading ; A ;

Anyways, quick analysis with what the current situation. Ughhh how do I explain it? (I'm running out of words, english is my 2nd language) Sera is confirmed to be pregnant, which is expected because Satoru intended to that so- but ugh, my symphaty goes to the child. Imagine being used as a trump card by your mother just to get out of what her current life situation is. I just can't see Sera as a loving mom or what, she's just kinda off to me and also makes me shiver imagining her like that with a child.

Toji, ah yes king, you are one heck of a rare man bb. And for Naoya, you cunning bitch I'm rooting for you to ruin their lives.

Anyways, I'll be waiting for SN to end (which is near, right? ) damn these asks I've been spoiled but hey other's theories of SN were fun to read. You are such an amazing author, you really wrote every character meticulously even tho I can throw my hands to Satorou and Sera ( THEY ARE EVEN BOTH AN S, WHAT A LUCK)

Anonymous said

omg am i the only one who hates mei mei? i hate canon mei mei and i hate her in here too pls. i know a lot of ppl want gojo and sera to get exposed but i dont think people understand how it could affect yn also.. everyone is always frustrated telling yn that she needs to leave her marriage and just divorce gojo but it’d be incredibly embarrassing on her part as well like having your marriage fail after less than a year? and all bc of a mistress whose worth isnt even half of yours? its basically a lose lose situation unless gojo gets his act together.

and SERA FUCKING SERA. i hate that bitch with a passion. i knew gojo was finally going to break up with her and that she was going to babytrap him. from the way u said she was panicked, she’s obviously not pregnant and was just finding excuses. and not her calling yn ‘ugly’ like BITCH u want my wealth, status, husband, and sense of fashion like cmon now ur a FAN pls

i loved satoru this chapter and my heart has been aching for him recently. i literally dont wanna hear any more gojo slander bc he literally tried to break up with sera and they would have if sera was normal! yeah he fucked up but theres nothing we can do abt it anymore. i genuinely applaud gojo for realizing his mistakes and trying to fix it by ending it with sera. i really like how gojo is desperately trying to win yn back and i wish yn would just give in bc i really miss them and i want them to be happy together but the timing of everything is just not going well for yn and gojo :(

amazing chapter as always. loved to see that toji basically thinks of yn 24/7, it gave me butterflies. team gojo still though. really hoping sera isn’t pregnant so gojo can just leave her behind already, but from the way u said shes gonna start dressing like yn im thinking shes still gonna be w gojo :(

Anonymous said

first off, what the fuck naoya????? i am still reeling from that revelation. i was still slightly sleepy while reading the chapter but shit, that part woke me tf up. i’m shocked but not surprised 🥴 def in character for the stepmom to do that. i love tho how naoya pretty much confirmed that gojo’s dad would still prefer to hand the company over to someone of his own bloodline, wc means that that snake’s plans still won’t work either way. on another note, i don’t like the way naoya left toji’s office… man’s planning smth and i’m scared.

so, we’re gonna be having another gala event. i wonder what will happen there 🤠 it was kinda sad seeing satoru and y/n’s dad talk to each other and refer to one another as dad and son bc we know satoru’s actually being genuine rn. and i’m sure satoru appreciates having a father figure like y/n’s dad, who seems to rlly care abt him. such a shame that that image will be completely shattered once they do find out abt how satoru treated y/n tho. like i know he had it coming, but i can’t help but feel sad either way

and finally, just when things seem to be getting smoother, ofc satoru, sera, and y/n just had to be in the same place at the same time 😩 i wonder tho if sera’s rlly pregnant. i feel like it could go two ways—either she rlly is pregnant and she will blackmail satoru with the baby, or she’s convinced she’s pregnant when she actually isn’t. her reaction in the bowling alley when satoru mentions that they have her checked up together makes me think she claimed to be late as a spur of the moment thing. or who knows, maybe she was bluffing at first but it turned out she was indeed pregnant 🥲

thanks sm for this wonderful chapter ai! i always look forward to sn fridays (or saturdays for me shsjsjsk) bc i find it such a great way to start the weekend. hope your weekend will be wonderful as well! 🤍

@x-avantgarde-x said

In regards to the Zenin. Naoya, my dude, what the actual fuck?!? Even if I cannot quite point out what my feelings about him are, much less what I think about his affair with Satoru’s stepmom 💀, I would gladly let him know that he doesn’t need to get out of his way to stop the companies from merging (at this point my poor Y/N has endured so much that I cannot phantom the idea of her at least! Not bringing up a divorce). And even if I doubt he has any intention of helping us (that good looking bastard), I was crackling when I read his and Toji’s last interaction.

And Toji, sweet Toji, what is there left to say about my man that we haven’t talked about already? I’m honestly so glad that Y/N has such a sincere and kind person by her side, someone who truly wishes for her happiness and is willing to help her get to it. Please, and as he talked about how if she had waited a little longer to get married to Satoru she would have infinite numbers of men asking for her I couldn’t help but think about if he would be one of them? Just love my man so much, I’d willingly give him as many babies has his dilf heart wishes for🥰💖

Anonymous said

OH GOD CHPT11

I HAVE A FEELING THAT SHE DID IT WITH SOMEONE ELSE BECAUSE WHY WOULD SHE PANICK WHEN GOJOU TOLD HER THEY’RE GONNA CHECK IF SHE’S ACTUALLY PREGNANT! AND NO, SAYING SHE’LL BE BUSY?? HELLA SUSPICIOUS ME THINKS!

PAIN. ALL I KNOW IS PAIN. NAOYA, PLEASE DO YOUR THING. TOJI WAS THE MAN, IS THE MAN, AND WILL ALWAYS BE THE MAN. POWERFUL AND WONDERFUL. YES

WHATEVER S*RA IS PLANNING TO DO TO Y/N, I SINCERELY HOPE KARMA BITES HER HARD AHHHSHDHSJD

I feel like people really get blinded by love, that they blame everyone aside from their lover, judge them, accuse them, and just despise them? In S*ra’s case , she’s very manipulative, toxic, blind, possessive??, immature, AND PATHETIC she can’t handle rejection? then I wonder how she would handle it if everything comes crashing down, and karma serves smh.

Anyways.

PHENOMENAL CHAPTER AS ALWAYS, BEAUTIFUL, MARVELOUS , EXTRAORDINARY, AND INCREDIBLE!!!

Take care of yourself, stay hydrated, and lots of love🌸🌸🌸

Anonymous said

Sera is LYING through her teeth. You can absolutely tell from the reactions and the panic that settles when Gojo says he needs a test for proof. I’m just afraid of what she could have possibly done in the 6 days until she was “free”.

Also, the way I smirked at how juicy it was to find that Naoya and Gojo’s step mother are having an affair. So THATS why the two appeared one after the other during the auction. Oh Saint, you’re so spicy and so dramatic I love it.

Sometimes I try to read so deep bc I know you don’t write anything without reason that I’m creating scenarios out of absolutely nothing and other times, I miss some blatantly obvious hint you provided! Always keeping us on our toes!

I had a feeling Gojo chose to follow after Sera to come clean about his feelings. Now that the tables have turned, I am unfortunately very sympathetic for him. But only because I know his intentions are good but I can foresee things going even more downhill for him.

One thing I do trust is for reader to still continue the merger. I feel like something will happen. Like a glimmer of hope. Reader is only doing this bc she doesn’t believe Gojo is genuine. Because he’s broken her trust. They are on absolute different wavelengths and the timing is so poor. But if Gojo is ever able to shy away his pride for even a minute and finally bear his true feelings, I think reader would latch onto that hope.

So I guess even if I’m sympathetic, beat Gojo down. Cause more drama he can’t handle so he can finally bare his bones and be his true self to his wife.

Anonymous said

Chapter 11 was shocking… the tea was spilled. I have been thinking about this for a while, but Sera truly lacks self awareness on how big the consequences are if she stays with Gojo and could possible be pregnant. Like if she just stops thinking for one second about her relationship and focus on the bigger picture. The business relationship between the Gojo gorup and Creston would be strained and the chances of Satoru becoming CEO would be slim and/or Satori wont be CEO at all due to the affair,Satoru dad would probably make Satoru step down, the merger wont go through, Gojo group stocks would go down, media scandal=bad PR, and any business relationship with Creston and the Gojo group would not work due the to affair. Y/N family would be heartbroken and pissed because if they knew that Satoru was having an affair and that he was treating y/n like crap they would think that its their fault. They trusted Satoru; and y/n family would feel betrayed and guilty. Since Creston is the biggest financial group they have a lot of power. Eula thinking that there are other business that would deal with the Gojo group sound so ignorant, even Naoya knew this. Like Creston is the biggest financial group in all of Japan. The other “business” that Eula mentioned could have had business relations with Creston and if the affair or any scandal were to come out that involves the Gojo group, other business would be hesitant or not do any business deals with the Gojo family, due to their scandal and fear that Creston would not work with any businesses that have worked with the Gojo group , if the affair and possible pregnancy of sera comes to light. Y/N family would be pissed and devasted by the affair. and the scandal would put a bad reputation towards the Gojo group. Eula and Sera truly lacks self awareness on how big the consequences would be due to how narrow minded they are. Both eula and sera are only focusing on themselves and not care/lacks self awareness of their actions. I hope this make sense and sorry if this was too long😅😅

Anonymous said

SAINT!!! love the new pseudo Hmm…. May I ask what gojo was specifically looking for in y/n’s phone and when he did, what did he find? 👀 bc my girl y/n is clean, you cheater don’t be labeling her as something to your level. Also, has he recovered the missing pic of y/n or is it gone and lost forever 🥲

But… I do give him props for trying to break the relationship with sera and being honest with her about not only his feelings for y/n but his need for her. He never stated that he needed her for the company, he stated he just needed her to be sane. Question: are we still in gojo’s redemption arc has it ended….?

…… I don’t think sera is pregnant, based on her actions of hinderance. I’m sure she just said she was pregnant without really checking bc she was scared of gojo really leaving. And she didn’t think gojo would ask to get proof. But knowing you saint, I don’t think you wouldve kept up or put the pregnancy foreshadowing for so long if it wouldn’t be something important. Bc baby trapping would be the best way to keep gojo no matter what. And if she doesn’t have that, and just simply works with naoya… idk if it’ll have the same desired outcome that sera would want.

AND lastly…. Naoya is no longer good boi for me. Duke ergi will forever be the best boi. But woah mistresses in this au are legit crazy HAAHAH

Okay really last thing (between me and you, it’ll be a secret) can you promise me that there will definitely be a gojo x y/n sexy scene. I know tou said there will be an emotional sexy scene, but I need it as a promise that you’ll have it. Bc I’m starting to pity him so much and sigh the boy is trying but nothing ever goes his way. Like literally all his life nothing really works out for him. He tries to hate y/n and he utterly fails, he tries to now be honest and love y/n and he’s failing even harder in that.

@denjisheart said

This last chapter was mwah. So good!! Honestly the progression and pace of this story is so wonderfully written, Saint, that I get so excited each time a chapter comes out. I kept replaying You should be sad by Halsey the other day bc it was reminding me of SN.

If I could’ve shown you a picture of my face when the little twist of Naoya was revealed? But also, I’m definitely curious as to why he 1. wanted to know the name of Satoru’s mistress, 2. why did he say “Leave all the dirty work up to me”. Like I know where my kind is going considering SN!Naoya is some playboy, he may even try to sway Sera a certain way but the question that lingers for me is why? Is it to stir the pot? For the sake of the Zenin’s? Eula? Either way I’m watching him like: 👁👄👁.

Toji thinking about how his wife would also find YN admirable is something I found super sweet. As well as how much he admires and finds the hood in YN, he truly wants to her to be happy and it’s still so contrasting to the happiness Satoru wants for YN. For Toji, it feels like he wants YN to be happy bc she deserves it and because he likes to see her happy. With Satoru, though he feels like he’s trying, there still a strong underlying selfishness in his actions. He is trying to sweep things under the rug as if he wasn’t unjust and cruel to his wife to deserve the cold shoulder and harsher treatment he’s now getting. He may be ready for the love that YN was giving but YN is no longer ready to give the love she once did.

And bumping into Satoru and Sera at the doctor!! The way I let out an excited silent scream 😭 You write angst so well, and I absolutely love every twist and turn you include both big and small. I said it before but you’re an amazing writer Saint and I’m so excited to see where this serious would go and where other series would possibly go! Out of curiosity, would you consider writing for a new fandom or are you happy with the fandoms you have currently written/write for? Either way I look forward to it! Have a great weekend! ♡

Anonymous said

No bc it’s been like 10 minutes since I read the new chapter and I can’t I literally can’t, like my emotions are all over the place and I feel like at this point gojo isn’t redeemable in y/n’s eyes no more bc him getting sera pregnant is the last straw and is the excuse she needed to leave that pathetic excuse of a marriage bc wtf, she deserves so much better and I feel like naoya is trying to get Toji and y/n together bc he said he was gonna do all the dirty work or wtv and honestly idgaf about gojo anymore wait maybe just a little bit but like mf now realizing actions have mf consequences, and lord idk like gojo was real about to end things with sera as he should but then she was to be a bitter bitch and ruin things for them and I just have no sympathy for her, like girl needa gtfo she lost he doesn’t want her but she doesn’t wanna accept that and I I feel like if she is pregnant she doesn’t even want the baby, she just using it as her triumph card bc she doesn’t have anything left so in conclusion SERA CAN GO FUCK HERSELF 🤚🏽

Anonymous said

Sera I know you not pulling the Oh I’ll kill myself if you leave me and the iconic I’m pregnant last minute 🙃 and did anyone see the “oh I’ll never find anybody like him” but she was only worried about his money? smh these hoes so selfish 🙃🙃🙃 I’m glad gojo finaly trying to dump her ass for real. I’m glad she’s experiencing a portion of the pain that y/n felt like girl you was talking all that good shit before but now n got look at who he wants 🤗🤗 I just KNOWWWW that y/n got that gorilla grip talented kitty that got gojo dreaming 😭😭😭 got that man wanting to be around her all the time. Plus she actually cares about him and not just his wallet.

And I HAD KNEW THAT THE STEPMOM WAS A SNAKE BUT SHE A BIGGGG SNAKEEEE I HOPE SHE GET CAUGHT. And a question Saint. Does Gojo’s dad actually even love him because it’s looking to me like he’s just a tool to him and nothing more. It looks like he loves Yuuta way more and gives no fucks about his blood son 😥 regardless of what I’m glad that Gojo is trying to be a bit different from his father! I mean I’m still (a bit) mad at him but at least he’s trying🤣. I almost fully for gave him when he said that he didn’t want to be with sera anymore. Like before I go to bed tonight I’m going to re-read that sentence over and over. That sentence has watered my crops, fed me and gojos imaginary children, Cleaned my house, and gave me so much pleasure. Just to imagine her anguish and sadness brings me so much joy. I can only hope and pray that she’s not actually pregnant and maybe she’s just late but I feel like that is too good to be true. I can only dream that we get some gojo x y/n babies but that’s only possible if y/n is willing to give him a shot. But I would be unsure if I was her too because he really hurt her. ughhhh Saint your killing me with these bomb ass chapterssss😫😫😫

Anonymous said

Okay so Saint, first Ilove you. Second, I love you, third I LOVE YOU EW LMAO THAT CHAPTER WAS PURE ADRENALINE

Theory ahead, I really think that sn won’t have that much of a tragic ending. Sera isn’t preggo, not with gojo’s child at least. And I think that Shoko will play a decisive role is pinpointing that she is, somehow, lying.

Then again, I’m pretty sure that the trio/quartet (naoya, eula and Mei Mei +/- s*ra) will end each other, or Toji will get worms out of naoya’s nose about their plotting !! But gojo will eventually end up knowing about everything and s*ra isssss going to trash sooner or later

But girl, your writings are crazy, there’s something I’d like to suggest ! You gave us the opportunity to try and guess a plot twist, could it be acceptable for you to do that more often ? I really enjoyed discussingor reading debates about it on the discord server !!

And again take care of yourself, take breaks whenever you need them, feel free to reach out to us for support or whatever on the discord server, the persons out there are really amazzzzzzzing (shout out to you girls < 3 )

hiii hi thank u everyone i’m sorry i can’t respond individually :((( but thanks for sending ur messages through <3 i have read every single one of them

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #tw.cheating #tw.pregnancy #tw.death

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