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mrsaguapapi · 1 year

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Chapter 10

Ocean Breeze

The Vibe:

Ariana Grande - needy (Audio)

The sounds of the ocean water meeting at the shore brought me to a complete and total zen. My eyes were closed and my breathing matched the moving air; my hair was being pulled away with each gust of wind. My mind, body, and soul were in synch with the surrounding earth breathing as one. It was nice.

"Peaceful here is it not?" I open my eyes and see a woman sitting next to me; she was effortlessly beautiful. I recognized her voice but just couldn't place where.

"Yes, it is." I look away into the ocean, "Why am I here?"

"Why are any of us here hmm?"

"I don't know" I laugh

"Well there's your answer" She laughs

"Am I dreaming?"

"You are" she smiles

"Who are you? I'm certain we haven't met before, but your voice is familiar."

"I am a friend." she smiles "I have spoken to you before"

She's the voice that brought me here.

"You're Namors mother." she nods her head in agreement, "Don't take this the wrong way because I find you very pleasant, but why'd you bring me here?"

"I was just a guide, you brought you here. A very powerful witch; with a lost soul and a broken heart"

"Ouch. I thought we were friends?" I can't help but laugh at her nonchalant remark, "Both true statements, but what does that have to do with me bringing myself here, I don't understand?"

"Lost souls and broken hearts, two of the most potent ingredients to power a spell.. well that, and hatred." She pauses "You called for love; your twin flame"

My twin flame? Is she talking about Namor?

"I didn't cast a spell looking for love. I think I'd remember that."

"Your witch friend didn't remember taking over that town. Grief ways down the soul, you underestimate your power child."

"So I brought myself out here for what? for Namor?"

"Two lost souls, two heavy hearts. Fate has her ways."

I don't know what to say so I just nod my head and look back to the ocean. We sat there in silence just enjoying each other's presence; she had a calming energy about herself that brought me comfort. I start swaying my hand in the sand and sigh, "Suppose I should wake up now. I'll be sure to tell Namor you said hello." I smile and with a blink of an eye, I awake.

Looking around I see I'm on a stretcher in Shuri's lab; the room was silent except for the occasional beeping and buzzing from various machines. I look to my left and see Namor resting his head on the stretcher and holding my hand; I squeeze his hand and brush the side of his face effectively waking him up.

"You're awake," he says.

"I am"

"How are you feeling?"

I slowly sit up, "I'm fine, a little groggy."

Namor stands in front of me pulling me into a hug and rubbing my hair, "Do you feel better?"

"A little. Not as anxious. Is Peter okay?"

"He's fine, I told him I'd stay with you while he got some sleep."

"Griot, what time is it?" I ask Shuri's AI.

"It's a quarter after 11 miss"

Did I sleep that long?

"Thank you, Griot." I look up at Namor, "I've got to go check on Peter, you need to go home too. I'm sure your people miss you."

"I do need to go home. I haven't been away from my people this long in some time, but if you need me, I can stay. Just say the word, I can be easily convinced"

"I'm okay" I chuckle "Seriously go, they need you."

He nods his head, "at least let me walk you back to Peter."

"That can be arranged" I smile at him.

We took the scenic route back and held hands as we walked silently. When we made it to Peter's door Namor hugged me for a long time.

"When will I see you again?" He asks without letting him go

"I'm free Friday after 5 pm. I can meet you at your temple...maybe I can take you back to my place?" I ask.

That should be a good time for me to tell him about his mom

"That sounds perfect Ki'ichpan" He kisses me on the forehead, "I'm afraid if I kiss you the way I want to, I won't leave. So that will have to do for now." I look at him unable to hide my smile. Namor firmly grabs my chin holding me in place, "Behave while I'm gone" He smirks at me and walks away.

I open the door and walk straight to Peter's room. He was laying in bed on top of the covers with a pillow over his head sound asleep. I go to the opposite side of the bed and crawl under the covers beside him. This makes me think of when he and May first took me in, I was too afraid to sleep alone so I rotated sleeping with him and May for the better part of a year.

God, I'm still so tired.

I peek my head under his pillow and whisper to him, "Peter"

"Hmm" he grunts half sleep

"Can I sleep with you?" I ask

"Mhmm. When did you get here? Are okay?" He mumbles out

"I'm fine, we'll talk details in the morning. Let's just sleep." He nods and rolls over falling back asleep; I follow him not that long after.

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I filled Peter in on everything in the morning and eventually Shuri before we left. Both had similar reactions, having such scientific minds, it was hard for them to view my ghostly visions as nothing more than dreams, But they trust and support me and my decisions. Ramonda kindly had my mother's books packed up so I can study them at home.

Now back in our apartment, I sit in bed surrounded by my notes and books, reading them one by one and taking in as much information as I can. Most of the books are written in Wakandan, But there is a couple written in what looks like ancient Egyptian Sanskrit for which I'm proficient, but not a master.

Time for reinforcements

I pull out my phone and call my favorite moon boys.

"Hey Millie," Marc answers, "What's up?"

"Heya Marc, not much, I'm actually calling for Steven. I need his brain."

"His brain IS my brain" Marc chuckles

"Can you read ancient Egyptian?"

"No..."

"That's what I thought, put the man on the phone please." I laugh

"Alright, alright," I hear Marc breathe in and exhale, "Hey Millie, how can I help?" It was Steven.

"Hey bunny, got any time possibly tonight or tomorrow for me so I can pop in with some books for you to translate for me?" I ask

"Of course, can we do tonight? We may have made plans with Layla tomorrow"

"Tonight works hows 8 your time?"

"Works for us" Steven happily responds

"Perfect! You need to fill me in later about Layla. Also, can you bring bird daddy? I have a feeling we may need his insight."

"I will as long as you don't call him that, like ever again," Steven says disgusted

"No promises," I laugh "See ya soon, byeeeee" I obnoxiously say and hang up.

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ripepizza · 2 years

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Every day I wake up to the same emptiness. My phone buzzes with the same old pop song I put as my alarm when I was 16 that I've now grown to hate but still refuse to change.

I get up, forget to brush my teeth and tie my greasy unwashed hair in a messy ponytail and slap a beige peugeot hat on it lying to myself that it hides how greasy it is. It doesn't.

If it's a good day I go to class, probably grab an energy drink or a coffee at a dollar store somewhere. It's almost always sugar free redbull. Flip through social media's through the whole class mostly alternating between Twitter and Tumblr, and listen to music during the breaks. It doesn't help.

I go home, probably order takeaway. I eat half of it then feel bad about myself and crack a beer open. I always keep a pack of 6 under my desk. It'll most likely be forgotten half empty.

I try to draw but give up halfway because I have no motivation. Then the guilt sets in. Every bad choice I've ever made, every responsibility I have. It's always there, don't get me wrong. But every afternoon after the same exact dance and song it returns ten times stronger. It feels like I can't breathe and just contemplate leaving all of my social medias. Ditching commissioners. Friends. Everything. That would make me a fraud right? I can't do that. Can I? Or is it just should I?

I talk to some online friends. I don't talk about my feelings so they won't feel like they're better for being more emotionally stable. They aren't really good friends.

Now it's 1-2am. Time for bed. But I don't sleep, just scroll through Twitter or tiktok enlessly. Maybe watch the same show again for the 7th time. It's all pointless.

Some time around 5-6am I actually sleep. I have no dreams. They used to be nightmares or a mishmash of fears but now it's just nothing.

And I wake up. And the same cycle starts over again.

The empty void I'm floating in gets louder every day. Am I hearing voices? Or am I just talking to an imaginary crowd. Then why do I feel so alone no matter what? Maybe I just like the loneliness. Maybe I like the dark and cold wrapping around my neck and shoulders. Maybe I'm just meant to be alone.

Am I seeing things? I once saw spiders crawling under the walls. I could never get a good look at them. Every time I looked, they scattered.

I sometimes wish I saw them again. Then I'd have an excuse for being a failure. For being so ordinary and sad. Does that make me horrible? I don't know if I care anymore.

I don't remember when things made sense anymore. Or maybe I do? Ages ago staring at the starry sky from an empty field somewhere deep in eastern europe. I can't go back and I know it.

It's all pointless in the end. I can't change the world. I don't really want to. I don't what to do anything. I haven't in a while. I do things out of guilt for everyone around me. Never because I care.

Maybe that's just how it is.

Doesn't make it any easier.

I think I gave up a long time ago. And I'm just waiting for the courage to do it.

I might be horrible for it. But I pray every day it comes sooner.

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kuroos-babie · 3 years

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falling in love with a single mom hcs

INCLUDES: nishinoya, tsukishima, yaku

you spent a good part of your childhood with nishinoya, chasing away the dogs that had a penchant of scaring your best friend shitless, climbing trees and playing treasure hunt

it was funny, to say the least, seeing how he grew from such a scaredy-cat to the energetic and confident noya everyone knows

throughout highschool you watched him chase girl after girl and he watched you turn down guy after guy

the dynamic you two had was that of a feral gremlin child and its chill owner holding the leash and everyone, including you two, thought you would always be together

everyday was fun with nishinoya's energy hanging around you, no doubt

but when he asked you to travel the world with him right after graduation, he was met with a hesitant refusal

"i'm planning to go to college, yuu"

"it'll be fun, y/n! like going on an adventure!!"

"visit me once in a while"

his heart clenched at the way you smiled at him with teary eyes, "i can't change your mind can i?"

with a soft shake of your head, he sighed

he leaves in three days

the first few months of him being away were filled with calls and pictures of his trips, smile seemingly wider and brighter than before and a part of you regretted not coming with him

but college starts in a week, and with that came missed calls and ignored messages

at some point, neither of you just remembered to hit the other up, caught up with the stresses of your own life and before either of you knew it, 5 years have passed

he came to visit home for the first time in years, no longer the boyish noya you knew but he still had that warm aura around him

you were the first thought to come to mind the moment he step foot in town, his whole body buzzing with excitement at the mere thought of seeing you again

so of course he went straight to your house, feet taking step after memorized step and hands clutching bags of things he got from his travels

"Y/N!!!!!", he calls out as he enters your house which was answered with a harsh shushing

turning a corner he saw you in the living room, lovely as ever-- he thought, and with a baby sleeping soundly in your arms, "the baby's sleeping, yuu"

"whose...?"

you laughed at the cracking in his voice, "mine, who else's?"

man, he looked like he was about to cry

he quietly approached you, careful as to not wake the baby

"for you", he mumbled while handing you the bag of snacks and stuff

the room was filled with silence after you hummed a short thanks

he was looking at the child's face, it looked like you, he thinks

he asked when you got married, "you didn't tell me, didn't even invite your best friend to your wedding", he whined

"i didn't, i'm not married"

his eyes were wide as they looked at you

you told him about getting pregnant shortly after college graduation and getting ditched

he thought of himself selfish as he heaved a sigh of relief

"it's fine though, my parents are helping me a lot", he notes how you looked at your baby with such fond eyes and his heart swelled, he felt like crying

you chuckled at the look on his face, "hey don't look so sorry for me, can't be happier to have her"

"what's her name?"

you looked at your daughter's face and pet at her cheek with a finger, "yui"

nishinoya couldn't hold it in anymore and so he let himself cry and pulled you close

and for the nth time since the day of your college graduation he asked you again, "come with me, y/n, let's travel the world" but you have a child "i'll stay with you here until she's old enough", he said while kissing the tears that slipped down your cheeks

"then we can all go travel the world together"

he liked working at the museum, he really does

at least that's what he tries to tell himself as he led the group of preschoolers through the sendai museum

they were cute, yeah, but also very chatty

especially this one little boy with the frog hat

"what's this called?"

"it's a fossilized remain of--"

"how about this one?"

"it's--", and before he could answer, the child was already running to the other side of the exhibit

he just sighs

the tour ended and he was getting ready for his lunch break, proceeding to the cafe by the entrance as he always does

his eyes almost caught the flurry of green that passed beside him but he chose to ignore it

but of course it wasn't long after he sat down with his order when he heard a familiar bubbly voice

"mama that's the dinosaur guy!", he heard the little boy whisper loudly, "he's so tall, like a brachiosaurus!"

he couldn't supress the chuckle at the child's remark and he turned in his seat, "so you were listening, i thought you were just bouncing all around the place"

"oh sorry, did he give you a hard time?"

your voice drew his attention and he smiled at the sight of your worried face, something that surprised even him, "not really, no"

he invited you two to sit and eat with him and he listened to your son ramble all about dinosaurs and prehistoric animals

"a smart one, i like him"

your son really liked him too and asked you to take him to the museum again and see tsukishima

and so it became a habit for you to visit the museum every friday with the little boy, waiting for the tall blonde to get off work so you three could grab something to eat

and every time he sees you in the little cafe by the entrancne with your son, tsukishima couldn't help but smile a little and pat at his chest to calm the subtle fluttering as he push the door open

it was a weird feeling he never knew would come so naturally at the mere sight of you two

he bought your son picture books and and figurines and copies of the "walking with dinosaurs" documentary

"we should watch it this weekend..." his eyebrows shot up for a moment at your meek suggestion

of course the little boy was elated, excited to have him over at your house "yes! let's go now! i wanna watch it with tsukki now!!!"

tsukishima returned his gaze on you, "if it's not too much trouble then i'd love to go now"

and so the rest of the friday night was spent on your couch with all the lights turned off and a narration of al the allosaurus' life

you looked over at the other side of the couch to see your son laying on tsukishima, eyes fluttering shut with the man passed out and lightly snoring

he must've been tired

you draped a blanket over the two of them and waited for sleep to visit you too and it soon did

morning came and you woke up to the smell of coffee

"i borrowed your coffee maker, i hope you don't mind", his voice was still low, trying not to wake the little boy

"yeah, sorry i didn't wake you up last night... you looked tired"

he chuckled as you walked over to the kitchen to take out two mugs and prepared some toast, "i don't mind, it was the best sleep i've gotten in a while. i hope it wasn't too much of a bother for you though"

you leaned on the kitchen counter as you took in his appearance; hair ruffled and eyes puffy with sleep, "i don't mind it one bit"

he huffed a laugh and looked over to the sofa where your son still laid

"he likes you a lot"

"so it seems, i hope you do too", his face was smug but you didn't miss the red that tinted his cheeks when you told him "of course i do, in fact i was thinking maybe we should do this more often"

his smirk grew, "just say you want to wake up everyday to the sight of me and leave it at that"

you rolled your eyes at his comment but smiled nonetheless, "oh shut up"

he had just come back from the nekoma volleyball team reunion, head lightly buzzing from the few bottles of alcohol kuroo forced down his throat

making his way through the carpeted hotel hall, he could barely make out the sound of little feet hurriedly padding on the floor and quiet sniffles

taking out the keycard to his room with the blissful thoughts of finally sinking into the soft mattress was interrupted by a soft bump on his thigh, a muffled thud and a small "ow..."

it took a few moments before the sight of the little boy on the hotel floor registered properly in his brain

it was well past 2 am... why the hell is there a child running around the halls

"uh... hi?"

big bright eyes looked up at him and he can't help but sigh at the sniffles increasingly growing louder

"where's your mama, little guy?", yaku crouched to the little boy's level, careful to keep his balance as the booze and exhaustion was catching up to him

however, at the mention of his mother, the little boy's eye filled up with more tears and was ready to burst anytime, "mama..."

"oh no no no no"

yaku's too tired for this

so with a sigh and a groan, he took the boy in his arms and entered his room

"let's look for her in the morning, okay? i think i still have some cookies in my room, would like some?"

the little boy nods his head, earning a relieved sigh from yaku

the rest of the night was spent with cartoons playing on the large hotel room tv, yaku leaning against the headboard with the little boy snoozing away while being tucked in his arm, cookie on his hand and crumbs all around

morning came and panic surged through your body the moment you realized your 3 year-old son was nowhere inside your hotel room

your hurried to the security desk to report and hopefully make an announcement, head reeling and aching with the sudden rush of adrenaline first thing in the morning

with your head in your hands, you let out a groan while trying not to cry at all the possibilites flashing through your mind

your wallowing was cut short with an "excuse me, i found this child last night"

turning your head back to the security desk, you see a man in his pajamas and slippers, hair ruffled from sleep and a sleepy little boy laying on his shoulder

"oh my god"

the whole conlict ended when you came up to them and introduced yourself, the little boy quickly recognizing your voice and whipped his head over to you, "mama!"

your son reached out for you and yaku couldn't help but notice how pretty your glossy eyes were despite how disheveled you looked

"mama, yakkun gave me cookies and we watched cartoons aaaaall night!"

yaku's eyes widened at the little boy's words and let out a nervous chuckle, "you make me sound so suspicious"

he turned to you and explained how your son bumped into him at 2 am and he was just too tired to bring him down to the security desk

"my tired tipsy brain thought it was a better idea to just let him sleep in my room and look for mama in the morning", he ended with the tips of his ears tinged red

you laughed at his nervousness, "well we can talk more about it over breakfast, what do you say yakkun? my treat"

with the way you were smiling at him, how could he even refuse?

the rest of the morning was spent with coffee and waffles, juice and fruits and chatter

he learned you and your son were in town for a few days, "i wanted to go see the fishies in the aquarium!", the little boy quips

with the new volleyball season just around the corner, yaku knew he'd have practices but he offered to tour you two around tokyo

he wanted to see you two again

briefly taking care of the toddler last night and having breakfast with you, he realized, were very much a welcomed change of pace in his hectic pro volleyball life

"are you my dad? mama told me daddy was working in tokyo" he remembered your son quietly mumbling last night, "i haven't seen him though, not ever"

the rest of your stay in tokyo was spent hanging out with yaku, your son growing more and more attached to him and slept over at his room every night

as promised, he took you and your son on a tokyo tour and even brought you to practice, introducing you to the national team and teaching your child receives

of course your trip eventually reached its end, promises of meeting again drowned in the little boy's tears as he tried to reach out to yaku

"we'll meet again, little guy", he says while ruffling the boy's hair, "i'll even go visit you and we'll play lots, okay?

of course he made a point of contacting you frequently, often video chatting during meal times and bedtime and a few more hours after, relishing in the time he could spend talking alone with you

"i can't wait to see you two again", he always says right after "good night"

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