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milo-manheim-luver · 8 months

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Lips of An Angel- Drew Starkey x Fem!Reader

summary: based on the song Lips Of An Angel by Hinder. (take a listen! i recommend it!!) Y/N drunkenly calls up her ex boyfriend drew, to confess her love she still has for him and all her regrets from their past relationship.

warnings: odessa…., alcohol consumption, emotional cheating (if you even call it that), angst, a tad of fluff if you squint, slight mentions of physical/mental/emotional abuse (not from drew), lmk if i forgot anything bc i’m sure i did lol.

a/n: for starters…. i’ve been waiting to write this one and i was gonna do it for rafe first but it just felt more right to do drew lol. also please don’t come at me for the way i put odessa in this. (personal opinion: i don’t think they’re really a thing irl but whatever). for the sake of this fic i had to put her in it to work as she’s the only prominent female in his life besides his sisters so bare with me please. (personally not a fan of her for my own reasons and things i’ve read) hope you all enjoy this one!

revised and edited by the one and only @slut4drudy ilyyyyy

as drew had just put the last of the champagne glasses into the sink from his and odessa’s small get together with friends, he could hear his phone ringing that all too familiar ringtone… the ringtone he had set for only her. he thought to himself… how strange it’d be for her to call him at such an absurd hour after not talking to one another in two years.

him and Y/N had began to date their senior year of college at western carolina university, and just like every college couple, they eventually broke it off a few years later. it had been a mutual agreement when he got cast on netflix’s show, outer banks, as she didn’t want to hold him back any longer from achieving all the goals she knew he would. the two however kept in contact regularly until none at all just two years ago when she’d started dating her now boyfriend maverick. and from what Y/N seen drew had also moved on… to his costar odessa.

“hey, uh drew your phone is ringing. do you want me to get it?” odessa asked drew as he finished washing the champagne flutes, drying his hands hurriedly with the towel next to the sink.

“uh, nah, um i’ll go answer it. it might be my mom. you know her and not being able to sleep and missing her kids. i’m just gonna go in the reading room and take the call. i’ll be back out in twenty. sound good?” he asked warily.

“yeah yeah take your time. tell her i said hi for me” she smiled as his towering figure walked past her frame and into the living room, picking his phone up. his large thumb moved nimbly against his phones screen to answer the call from Y/N as he entered the reading room, plopping on the couch.

“h-honey, why you callin me so late? it’s kinda hard to talk right now” he stuttered out her pet name he hadn’t called her in years. all he received in return were her soft sobs from the other line. those little soft sobs shattered his heart. the last time he’d heard them was because of him. because he had spoke the idea of maybe they should break up. because he didn’t know if he could do the long distance relationship, and Y/N had just agreed. no hesitation because she wanted whatever would make him happy. and if that meant breaking up with her and breaking her heart, then so be it. she wanted what was best for him because she loved him.

“honey, why are you crying? is everything okay?” drew whispered out through the phone to his broken ex in an uneasy tone, as his jaw clenched. he hated the idea of her being sad. he always had.

“w-why are you whispering?” she sighed as more tears streamed down her face.

drew bit his lip, exhaling a huff of hot air he hadn’t known he was holding before speaking, “i gotta whisper because i can’t be too loud.”

“why? i-im sorry. i shouldn’t have called. this was so fucking stupid” Y/N slurred out into her end of the phone, catching drew’s attention.

“oh, well, my girls in the next room” he spoke as he paused to let her speak.

“like i-i said… this was st-stupid of me” she slurred out again before continuing, “you’re moved on. i get it”

“honey, Y/N, it’s not like that. i swear. s-shes not even my girlfriend” he tried to elaborate before she cut him off.

“then why’d you call her your girl?”she challenged.

“baby, you’re drunk. i can tell by the way you’re slurring your words. what’s wrong? why’d you call?” drew tried to deflect the question and ask the more important questions; why she’d called and why she’d been crying.

“answer my questions first please” she hiccuped through her phone and into his ear.

“we haven’t put a label on it. in all seriousness i don’t even know what i want. i don’t even think she knows what she wants. it’s more of a friends with benefits kind of deal” he sighed out as his left index finger and thumb pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed once more, contemplating to speak what he’d been thinking for awhile now. “but honey, if i’m being serious, sometimes i wish she was you”

“i wish i was her too” Y/N whimpered out as she took a gulp of the vodka from the bottle she’d been coddling in her arms, sitting on the bathroom floor, hiding from maverick.

“i guess we never really moved on… did we?” he chuckled out, causing Y/N to smile at the sweet sound of his chuckle. it was bliss to her ears. she’d missed that sound so much in the last two years.

“now answer my question honey, what’s wrong? why’re you calling so later? isn’t it like after 1am there back home in charlotte. right?” he asked Y/N in a concerned tone, face scrunching up in worry as well, though she couldn’t see it.

“u-um. drew it doesn’t matter. forget i called you. okay?” Y/N tried to deflect his concerning questions he’d been shooting her way since the call had started.

“Y/N, honey. i’m not hanging up until you tell me what’s got you so bent out of shape that you’re drunk off your ass, drunk calling me at 1 am your time all while sobbing. i just won’t” he huffed out, losing his patience in the girl on the other line.

“joseph” she began to slur, sternly, “i said it doesn’t matter. go back to your girl or whatever the fuck she is to you” she hiccuped yet again.

“fuck, i cant believe i’m about to say this right now, but it’s really good to hear your voice sayin’ my name. it sounds so sweet” drew smiled to himself as he softly giggled. maybe it was from the champagne he’d had earlier or maybe it was the blissfulness from just hearing Y/N oh so sweet voice saying his name again.

“i love you” Y/N slurred out once more as she started to cry again. “i’ve never stopped” she continued. “i thought i could and would move on but i cant and it hurts me that we aren’t a thing anymore” she continued to weep.

“honey don’t say that. please” he frowned as his heart cracked yet again over his ex girlfriend and her words. more like over her admittance of missing him so much still even after all these years.

“why not, drew? it’s the truth” she sniffled as she wiped her runny nose with the sleeve of his old college sweatshirt she’d still kept after all these year even after their breakup. she picked the bottle of vodka back up and took another swig of it.

“those words…. fuck. they’re coming from the lips of an angel baby. and hearing those words, it’s makes me so fucking weak. because as much as i want to be with you… i cant” he sighed as a single tear streamed down his stubbled cheek, not even bothering to wipe it away. he soon continued, “i never want to say goodbye, honey. and it’s so fucking hard to admit that. but, girl, you make it hard to be faithful with the lips of an angel” he dryly chuckled as the memories of their kisses ran through his brain. it still felt so real. the longing to be near her was still there. and the butterflies. and the desire to make her happy. and the want to make her feel safe and loved.

“drew, you’re the one who just said you guys aren’t even a thing so why would you even say that?” Y/N croaked out as she wiped more of her tears away.

“it’s complicated honey. i feel obligated to be faithful even if her and i aren’t really officially a thing. now please for the love of god, baby, why are you crying? what’s wrong? what happened?” drew exerted his concern as his eyebrows scrunched together in worry.

“i- uh, drew you cant do anything about it, so it doesn’t matter” she whimpered in a whisper, reaching for the bathroom door knob to make sure it was in fact locked. she squeezed her eyes shut as soon as she heard mavericks yells from their kitchen.

“you know, it’s funny that you called me tonight, Y/N/N, because we had some friends over and the whole time i was just thinking of you and how you’ve been. i haven’t heard from you in two years, hunny” drew whispered, his voice strained from the way his heart clenched in pain at the lack of communication between the two when they had both promised to keep in contact.

“maybe that’s why i dream of you. you know what they say, if you dream of someone that means they’re thinking of you. do you dream of me too?” she spoke shakily, as her jaw began to quiver, biting back yet another sob.

“what about maverick? and yes i’ve dreamt of you too, love. i do often” he confessed as he thought back to his dream he had of her from the other night. the two of them had gone on a picnic in the mountains back in their home state of north carolina, enjoying the scenery and all it had to offer, that was until he was awoken by odessa’s loud alarm blaring throughout his bedroom. drew’s lips parted once more as he spoke again, “and does he know you’re talking to me? will it start a fight?”

“th-that’s why i-i uh called. he… uh he got mad again and s-started to throw some things around the kitchen. h-he said some things which isn’t out of the ordinary with him” her frail voice cracked as she finally admitted to him why she had called him so late in the first place. tears once again started pouring out of her once bright eyes which have now been filled with void. “he drinks… a lot. and when he does… he gets kinda aggressive. he will do things to me and say horrible things as well. i-i called you tonight because i’m drunk and i miss you and i know you’d never do this shit to me and because you listen. so well. you always have” she began to cry again for what felt like the twelfth time that night.

“honey, what are you talking about? has he hit you? do you have a place to go?” drew shot up at the mention of mavericks behavior coming from Y/N. he was on high alert and wanted nothing more than to protect her at that instant.

“i shouldn’t have even called. does odessa even know you’re on the phone with me? i don’t want her to get mad at you. i shouldn’t have even called” Y/N stumbled over her words due to the excessive amounts of alcohol she’d been drinking and maybe even a mix of anxiety.

“no, i don’t think she has a clue. i told her it was probably my mom, but, i knew it was you. i still have your number saved to my phone… with your ringtone too. couldn’t get myself to delete it, even after all these years” he confessed as he ran a hand through his shaggy hair. he bit his lip in frustration before speaking sternly this time around, “Y/N, honey, tell me…. has he fucking hit you?”

“y-yes. but he didn’t mean to” she tried to excuse her boyfriends actions, though deep down she knew it was a lie. “and yeah if i have to i can go to my brothers but i don’t need anyone’s fucking help or pity” she blurted a little loud.

“fuck, Y/N” he sighed as fresh tears broke his waterline of his azul eyes, his jaw clenched tight.

“it’s okay, drew, i promise. i’m not your problem anymore. i haven’t been for four years now.” she expressed as she drank the last bit of the vodka that was left in the bottle.

“Y/N can you do one thing for m-“ drew was cut off by a soft knock on the reading rooms door, notifying him that someone ,odessa, was on the other side.

“hey, uh you almost done? it’s getting late and i wanna go to bed” she complained to drew as he’d pulled his phone away from his attentive ears.

“u-uh yeah. let me tell my mom goodnight real quick” he stuttered nervously, worried she’d been ease dropping on part of the private conversation he’d been having on the phone with Y/N. and with that odessa nodded her head as she left the room, shutting the door as she went.

“what is it that you want me to promise you?” Y/N sniffled.

“call me if it gets bad again. i’ll fly out there immediately”

“i promise.”

“i never wanna say goodbye” he admitted to her after her promise.

“i don’t either, but you have to” she spoke flatly as she’d just heard Odessa moments before. she opened her mouth, speaking one last line, “i love you drew”

“i-i love you too honey” drew spoke the words he’d been bottling up since the day the two broke up, as fresh tears streamed down his stubbled cheeks. during the moment he spoke those words all he could hear were mavericks yells and bangs onto the bathroom door through his phone, before the call ended all together.

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yawnzzznnn · 6 months

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Can you do a yandere quackity alphabet pls chupapi mew manure 😍😍😍❤️

♚Quackity yandere alphabet♚

♚Special thanks too: the dumb ass who requested this, Quackity

♚Note: legit my first time ever writing for quackity....

♚TW: yandere themes : toxic relationship : mentally ill Quackity : obsession : possessiveness : death : mentions of murder : cursing : dark themes : brief mention of suicide :

♚DISCLAIMER: do not read this if you are uncomfortable with yandere themes I have other works you can read or if your into kpop/kdramas don't hate on this no one is forcing you to read this if you are sensitive don't read this THIS IS ALL A WORK OF FICTION DO NOT ATTEMPT ANYTHING YOU READ IN THIS POST if someone is doing some of this stuff to you contact the police immediately DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 16!!!

10-28-23

A - allowing (how allowing are they?)

I feel like he's not as though as others would be, so he'll allow you to go outside, but he has to be there as well.

B - blackmail (did they blackmail there s/o?)

No he didn't, in his eyes your fragile, almost baby like, he didn't wanna do anything to harm you.

C - carving (do they carve there name into you? And where?)

No he doesn't, no matter how pissed he is at you, he refuses to harm you in anyway.

D - Dangerous (how dangerous are they?)

On the danger scale Quackity is about a 6, he's not super dangerous but he can be.

E - Exposed (How vulnerable are they when it comes to their s/o?)

Once he knows you're not going anywhere, he'll be more sensitive and, talk about personal things and, seek comfort in you.

F - favorite (there favorite place on there s/o)

Probably your hair....he loves playing with your hair.

G - Game (are they using there s/o as a pass time?)

Absolutely not, you're too fragile for that.

H - Hell (what's the worse they've done to there s/o?)

even tho, not as extreme as other yandere's would do, the worst he's done is lock you in a room for a week.

I - Ideals (what's there future plans with there s/o?)

Probably to keep you with him as long as possible, he doesn't want kids, he feels you won't be able to make it through child birth.

J - Jealousy (how jealous are they?)

On the jealousy scale he's about a 7, like he gets jealous and will kill the other person but once he sees you he forgets everything.

K - Killing (how many times will they kill for there s/o)

As many times as it takes.

L - Love (how in love are they?)

Head over heels in love with you, he fell in love with you the first time he saw you.

M - (how messy are they?)

He's very clean when he does his killings, he doesn't want you to find old blood.

N - No (what will they not allow there s/o to do?)

Go anywhere without him, it's his main rule.

O - Obsession (how obsessed are they?)

On the obsession scale he's about a 9, he does have pictures of you all over his walls. (not just the bedroom)

P - Possession (how possessive are they of there s/o?)

He'll let you wear what you want and, hang out with whoever, just don't break a rule and you'll be fine.

Q - Quit (if there s/o dies would they find someone else?)

If you die he dies.

R - Regret (do they feel guilty for the things they've done?)

When he sees you cry over something he's done, then he will remorse for the things he's done, but other than that nope.

S - Stamina (how long will they put up with there s/o acting up?)

Not long at all, the second you start acting up he'll put you in your place.

T - Tears (how do they feel about seeing their s/o scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?)

He hurts more than you, once he sees you doing anything of the sorts, he'll stop everything immediately.

U - Unique (would they do anything different from the classic yandere?)

Other than letting you actually have a life that's not revolved around him, not really.

V - Vice (what weakness do they have for there s/o?)

When you get emotional, he can't stand it, unless its a good kind of emotional.

W - Wit’s end (would they ever hurt their s/o?)

Physically? No, Mentally? Absolutely.

X - Xoanon (To what length would they go to win their s/o over)

He'll go as far to change himself, physical appearance included.

Y - Yandere (what kind of Yandere are they?)

He's laid back, he allows you freedom, but as I mentioned, he always has to be around you.

Z - Zzz (Do they sleep around there s/o?)

Of course! He wanted to prove to you, he's completely normal and nothing wrong or messed up is going on in his head.

#qsmp quackity #quackity smp #quackity #quackity x reader #quackity x you #quackity x y/n #yandere content #yandere #yandere quackity #dsmp x reader #qsmp x reader

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 2 years

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The perfect prom

Summary; She was everything he was supposed to hate, she knew that but it doesn't stop y/n crushing on Eddie.

When Jason overhears her telling Chrissy she wants to ask Eddie to prom Jason lies to Eddie about her true intentions and Eddie rejects her.

She goes to prom on the arm of the wrong guy when all she wants is Eddie but he doesn't like her...right?

Warnings; Angst with a happy ending 💫

This is my first ever prom story ❤💫 I hope you all like it.

Likes, comments and especially reblogs are very much appreciated. 💕 I do not give permission for anyone to copy my work. 💫💞

Prom was coming soon and y/n was nervous because the one guy she wanted to ask hated her.

Well, maybe not hated her but he hated the group she hung around, his distaste for Jason and other members of the popular group was well known.

Chrissy listens to her intently as she explains how much she wants to ask Eddie.

"You should talk to him, sweetie, he won't bite, I've spoken to him before. He's nice. You'd think he'd be mean and scary but he isn't, you'd make such a cute couple. Go for it!". See that was the thing with Chrissy she was incredibly sweet and supportive, she never judged people.

None of her other friends was like that and even if they were they were too scared to say so for fear of retaliation by Jason.

Y/n didn't give a shit what Eddie said and with Chrissy's words of encouragement she finally plucked up the courage to ask Eddie after lunch.

"I'm going to do it, I'm going to ask him". She peers over at Eddie who is goofing around with Dustin Henderson.

Little did she know that Jason who hadn't made his presence known yet had heard everything and was already planning on how to dash her hopes...

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Eddie isn't surprised when Jason stalks up to him just before lunch ends. The douchebag always had some shit to say and Eddie loved riling him up.

This year he was graduating- finally and didn't give a shit what Jason had to say, he just wanted to get to graduation.

"What do you want Carver?". Jason looks at him in mock sympathy.

"Just thought you should know man to man, that y/n she's planning to ask you to prom".

His heart skips a beat. He looks to y/n who is sitting with Chrissy. She wants to prom with him? Fuck. Is he dreaming or some shit?

Jason laughs breaking his fantasy of dancing with her at prom. He was planning to go with Jeff and Gareth, get shitfaced, do a few last-minute deals but if y/n wanted to go with him? Jesus H Christ he would say yes in a heartbeat.

She was nothing like those assholes she hung around with. Though why was Carver laughing? His stomach sinks.

"Come on freak you know she's doing it as a joke right? Why the fuck would she want to go with you? It's a prank. One last hurrah we all concocted".

His dreams are dashed because of course it's a fucking prank.

"Fuck off Carver". He growls and Jason winks then saunters off.

He glares at y/n. He can't believe he thought she was any different.

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After lunch, she excitedly approaches Eddie at his locker, nerves pool in her stomach and she gently taps his arm.

He turns around facing her and she steps back. His eyes are cold, distant.

"Eddie I was wondering if you would like to go to prom with me". She says it all in a rush hoping he says yes.

"No".

One word and it crushes her heart, she steps back stung, trying to fight back tears.

"Eddie I really like you I..."

Eddie glares at her the daggers shatter her heart and she trails off heart racing.

"Yeah, yeah Carver filled me in. It's all a big fucking joke, one last hurrah on the freak right?".

She gapes wordlessly and turns to Jason who is watching gleefully. That asshole she seethes.

"Eddie! No I". He slams his locker door shut.

"You know I've been bullied by assholes like Carver all my life, cheerleaders weren't much better. They all called me a freak and made my life hell until I decided I had enough and to not give a shit, but you? I thought maybe you might be different but you're just the same as them".

Tears fall down her cheeks. He doesn't believe her.

"So no I don't want to go to prom with you. Stay away from me y/n". With that, he storms off and Robin who witnessed the entire thing gently rubs her shoulder telling her not to cry.

She thanks Robin and then turns to Jason walking up to him.

"What did you say to Eddie?". She demands wiping her tears away.

"Just what he should already know y/n. A freak and the cheerleader? Come on. Get real. I told him it was a joke, one last hurrah against him".

She slaps Jason hard across the face.

"He's not a freak, I liked him. I really liked him and all I wanted to do was dance with the guy I liked at prom but you and your stupid shit ruined it".

He snorts.

"I'm saving you from humiliation you could be a little more grateful. Fucking bitch". She pushes past him ignoring the laughter roaring in her ears.

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The next few days are hard, Eddie won't even look her way, she has tried to talk to him but he won't let her.

The cheer team have been badgering her to accept Dean Peter's prom proposal.

"You can't go stag to prom y/n, what would that look like? Major fail". She was actually planning to go with Chrissy who was furious at Jason for being such a prick and ruining her dream prom date.

Dean doesn't take no for an answer and every time she speaks up she gets dismissed.

She really does hate these assholes sometimes, it was all about status, who looked best on who's arm, popularity.

It was fucking bullshit and now here she was on the night of prom in a beautiful, flowing dress, that fitted her perfectly and truly was the perfect dress.

But it still felt wrong because all she wanted was Eddie by her side but he didn't believe her about Jason's lies.

Speaking of which as soon as she heads inside the gymnasium where prom is held she spots Eddie.

He looks gorgeous, in an all-black suit, his curly brown hair tamed slightly, she smiles when she realises he's wearing his leather jacket too, a hellfire patch proudly sits in the centre. It's just so... Eddie and it makes her happy.

He catches her eye and his beautiful brown eyes widen, then turn all soft and full of something she can't place, then he notices Dean beside her, his jaw tightens and he turns away.

It irritates her a little bit because if he listened to her when she tried to explain Jason was being a douche then they could be here together.

That's if he wanted that. She could understand him being hesitant to believe her but he didn't even give her a minute to explain.

Dean who's already had too many wine chasers tugs on her arm to get some drinks.

"Dean maybe you should take it easy". She tells him as he heads to the punch table and loads up on drink.

Newly reinstated chief of police Jim Hopper is here keeping an eye on things with Joyce Byers and she doesn't want Dean to cause any shit.

No such luck. While everyone is dancing and having a good time she's avoiding Dean's wandering hands and heavy drinking.

Honestly, she's lost count of how many drinks he's had. The last straw with her is when he doubles over and pukes at her feet.

Disgusted she steps back as Jim Hopper steps in. He yanks Dean up shaking his head.

"Yeah, you've had enough son". Dean groans and Hopper halls him away as other students laugh.

Humiliated she heads out of the gymnasium, tears falling down her cheeks. Someone gently grabs her arm but she shakes it off assuming it's Chrissy.

"Chrissy don't okay, all I wanted was the perfect prom night and to go with the guy I was dreaming of going with but Jason lied and Eddie hates me now and he won't even let me explain". She sobs.

There's silence and then she feels the weight of a leather jacket being placed around her.

Eddies leather jacket. She turns to him and he gently wipes her tears away.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I should have let you explain. Jason is a prick, and so is Dean. Has the most beautiful girl in the world and he ruins her prom. Asshole".

She laughs through the tears.

"It was never a joke, me asking you to prom Eddie. I like you so much". He softens pulling her close to him, wrapping his arms around her.

"I was coming to check on you anyway after Dean's shit. Chrissy stopped me and chewed me out over not believing you. She's scary when she's angry huh? Tiny but scary". She giggles feeling a rush of affection for her friend.

"Come on princess, let's dance. A perfect prom moment yeah?" he takes her hand and kisses it.

"Y/n, would you like to go to prom with me and be my girl because I'm crazy about you". She nods thrilled and takes his hand as they head back inside ignoring the stares and gasps of the other students.

Time after time plays, she snuggles into Eddie's chest and they dance. His arms tight around her, lips pressing to her hair.

Peering up at him she smiles. This is what she wanted. It's perfect. He leans down kissing her tenderly.

If you're lost you can look and you will find me, Time after time.

If you fall, I will catch you, I'll be waiting, Time after time.

If you're lost, you can look and you will find me, Time after time.

If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting.

Time after time

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#eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader

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a-strange-familiar · 1 year

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please give us part 2 with happy ending 😫😫😭😭😭😭

Better man -2

A/n : I know you guys hate me, but guess what. Jokes on you cause I hate myself too. I'm sorry I took forever to write this. I know, I'm sorry. As I said my life is shitty rn so I stuck to just reading for a while and I didn't want to write with a wrong state of mind. But I'm back, here is your promised part 2 of Better man.

Warnings : Angst, alcohol mention, lil swearing.

Summary : Harry is a typical asshole rockstar and Y/n is naive and in love with him.

(I'm sorry again for the late. I love you all. Thank you sticking with me.) Part - 1. ( read part 1 before )

-- 6 months later --

This love is a fucking shit show. You fall in love with someone and literally fall, you'll fall and crash, and break your bones but nothing hurts. No matter how toxic the other person is or how shitty they treat you, you will be in that high and can't even feel any of those things. But when you come out of that high, when you start to see the real colours of that person then you will realise the pain. The aftermath is horrible.

After that night when Y/n ended things with Harry she felt numb for few days. She didn't feel anything for a while, she cried that night but later nothing for few days.

But after a week it hit her like a train. Everything, all the things they did, all the memories they had, everything made her cry. She cried and cried and cried until she felt there are no tears left in her anymore.

She was broken, she still didn't understand why she was not enough for him. She still didn't understand why is it that hard for him to love her back. But everything is over so she tried to get over him, she did everything to stop thinking about him.

She gave him her world and he shattered that world into pieces. Obviously it's hard to get over it. She took time but she did it. She changed.

She is over him now.

It's been months, few hard months but she is strong, stronger than ever before. Yes, there were days when she drove around the city and parked her car at some random parking lot and cried there alone in one of his old t-shirts he left at hers because every place reminded him, her house, her balcony, her bedroom, her favorite coffee shop.

But as the time goes by she started to understand that she deserves better than him and she just can't sit and cry for someone who don't even give a single fuck about her.

Eva, her best friend was her biggest support in this process. She made sure Y/n is doing well, she is like sister to Y/n that she never had. Eva used drop by at midnights to check on Y/n. Y/n will be forever thankful for her. She was soo lucky to have her in her life. And Eva never said anything like 'told you so'. Y/n know that she was upset but she understood and Y/n was glad that she did.

And even Sarah understood everything, she made sure Y/n was ok. She couldn't take sides because Harry is also her friend and her boss. But she understood where they both were coming from. She couldn't do more than just consoling them. And Y/n understood.

Now she is healed. She became a better version of her self. She stopped depending on others for her happiness. She started loving herself, which a very big change. She stopped checking about him on social medias or asking about him, trying to know about him.

But it's not completely possible to forget him like that, she still remembered him time to time. After all she loved him with her entire soul. But she made sure that it doesn't break her anymore. But a small part of her heart still beats for him.

*☆•°..*☆•°..*

While Y/n is healing and getting better Harry is breaking and getting worse.

He left her house that night after staring at her closed bedroom door for a while. He never understood why he didnt say anything. He just left.

For a while he didn't understand why it's hurting him.

He didn't love her or anything, so why is does it feel like some thing or someone is breaking inside ?

He spent many nights thinking about her. About what she might be doing at that particular moment, is she still crying? Or did she finally realised that he is an asshole and forgot him.

He knew he hurt her, but he can't help it. He didn't do that on purpose. He could never do it on purpose. Yes he was a dick to her. But he was afraid, afraid that he might hurt her and himself. His life is a shit show, everyone he meet will be in public's eye. People will make their life hell. He didn't want that to happen to Y/n.

That's one of the reasons. But the main reason was, he was afraid of love. He was afraid of commitment. His past relationships taught him a lot and he was afraid. And Y/n is an angel, she don't deserve him so he kept telling himself that it's not worth it. That he will make their both lives hell. So he just kept doing what they were doing.

You know that feeling? when you find a person who is a walking green flag. But you become a walking red flag because of your past relationships. That's what happened to Harry. They turned him into an asshole, so he stopped thinking about others and became selfish.

But nothing gives an explanation to why he hurt Y/n. He knew that too. He can't give a perfect reason why he hurt her, broke her. He could have left her the moment she told him her feelings but he didn't, he just pretended that nothing happened. A part of him didn't want to leave her.

There were days when he used to sit and wonder why he was such an ass to her.

"Am I that hard to love, Harry ?"

Her words used ring in his eras, he still remembered her eyes when she asked him that. The pain in them, the hurt. He literally used to beat himself whenever he remembered that expression. Thinking why couldn't he answer her at that moment?

He used to drink until he blacked out. He used to drink and sit and cry like a baby in his room. He felt like his heart was breaking into small pieces and he could feel every piece breaking.

He used to cry thinking about her. Tears running down his face, he couldn't figure out why ? He used lock himself in his room and sob thinking about her. Her memories used to kill him. He used to behave like a zombie and it scared everyone. He started to zone out at work, he started skip his studio sessions and spent his time alone thinking about her.

And he finally understood that he love her. He always did, but refused to belive it.

The moment he saw her sitting alone in that party while everyone are drinking and having fun he knew that she is different. As cliché as it sounds he just felt it.

And in the process of getting to know her he like her, a lot. But he never said that to her, they were going casual and he wanted to keep it that way. He tried to be as distant ad possible, he ignored her on purpose. He know if he didn't he will fuck up and fall in love with her. But he did anyways. But now it's too late, he can't do anything other than sit and cry.

He tried to get into contact with her but she blocked him everywhere which he expected and deserved. He used to ask Sarah about her but she said nothing which he also understood.

He was at his worst, he still is after months. He still didn't forget her. He know he can't, she everywhere. He started to see her in every person, no girl is as perfect as her. No one can be a comparison. He wished that he said that to her. Said how much she means to him, how much he love her, how much he adore her. But didn't and now he can't. He don't even know whether she will for give him or not.

*☆•°..*☆•°..*

It's been months since he actually had fun. He stopped hanging out with his friends and going out a lot. He stopped hooking up with girls, he pretty much stopped everything. And his friend are worried about him because he is not himself so they forced him to go out today.

So here he is, sitting in the bar and pretending to listen to the conversation happening around and sipping on his drink. He could have done this at his house too.

Thats when he saw Eva. He know Eva, he met her a couple of times. She is Y/n's best friend and he also know that she is not a very big fan of him.

She is taking with a blonde guy at the other side of the bar, he swiftly checked if Y/n was here too. But for his disappointment she is not. Eva is alone with that guy.

He contemplated on going to her and talking. It's been months and he don't know how Y/n is doing, and he wanted to knoe very badly. But most probably Eva will not talk to him.

He saw that blonde guy wishpered something and leave. Harry thought it's the right time, if he hesitate now he may never get a chance to know about Y/n. So he excused himself from his friends and his way towards Eva.

"Eva." He called her with a hesitant voice.

She turned and looked at him. She had this unpleasant look on her face which is Harry is not used to, but he know that he deserves it.

"Umm... hi. How are you ? "

She rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Harry? " her tone is uninterested.

"I - I just wanted to say hi." He scratched back of his neck, he is uncomfortable.

"I'm not interested in small talk with you. So if you don't mind." She started to leave.

"Wait" he said in a hurry.

"I just wanted to talk for a minute."

"What do you wanna talk about Harry ? About Y/n ?" She asked in a mocking way.

"Umm. Ye - yes. I just want to know how is she doing ?"

She scoffed "Are you for real?"

He sighed "Look , Eva I'm sorry for everything. I never wanted this to happen this way. I know I'm a dick. I don't deserve her"

"Yes, you really don't." She interrupted him

"I know. But I don't.. I can't get her out of my mind. I just - I just I feel like ... it's killing me. "

She was silent for a moment.

"Look I just wanted know about her, how is she ?"

"Oh she is very happy ,Harry thank you for your concern." She said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what ? For hurting and breaking her heart while you were enjoying with other girls?"

He closed his eyes. Everything hurts, listening to her say those things out hurts even more.

"I know." His voice is shaky. He is on the verge of crying. But he can't.

"Harry, I don't know why you didn't love her, I don't even wanna know. But atleast you could have left before everything went to south. She don't deserve this. You have no idea how much of dick you are." Her anger towards him, and her concern and love towards Y/n is clearly visible in her eyes and voice. And he is kinda happy that Y/n have a friend like Eva.

"I know I ruined her. Bu-"

She cut him with a laugh. A real laugh like he said something funny.

"Ruined her ?" She scoffed.

"You might hurt her or break her heart but you can never ruin or destroy her. She is stronger than you think. Maybe she is an idiot to love someone like you but not weak. No one can ruin her , not even you."

He know that. He know she is strong. He know that his Y/n is stronger than anyone else.

It's silent between them for a minute.

"I need to go." She said and started walking away but stopped after taking a step.

"She doing fine without you. So please don't bother her anymore. " With that she walked away leaving him alone.

*☆•°..*☆•°..*

It's been two weeks since he talked to Eva. She said Y/n is fine. He is happy to hear that, that's all he want. But he is not sure about trying to not to reach her. He actually tried to many times in all these months but never dared to directly meet her. He also went to her house many times but came back without knocking on the door. He was afraid.

Right now he is sitting in Y/n's favorite cafe. It's one of Y/n's most favorite places. They came here together once. It's a beautiful place, it's really cozy. It's have a welcoming atmosphere and ambience. The rich aroma of coffee hitting his nose and the small chattering of people making him feel better.

He sat at the very end of the cafe. With his coffee infront of him. He came here hoping that he would see her. It's not the first time, he came here many times before to see her but never did. He thought maybe she stopped coming here or he didn't catch her at right time.

He was in his thoughts when he heard the chime of the bell on the front door. He looked up as an instinct, then he saw her.

He saw Y/n coming inside of the cafe. She is beautiful as always. But definitely different, something is missing, at the same time it feels like she has something new in her.

She is wearing a high waist jeans and a red halter top. Her hair got a bit longer than the last time he saw her and she is smiling.

Oh god he missed her smile.

Seeing her here feels a bit surreal to him. He missed her like hell. He missed her smile, her voice, her touch, everything. He just want to run to her and hug her right now but he know that he can't.

He was so caught up on admiring her that he missed to see that there is a guy walking behind her. She was smiling at him, laughing at something he said.

His chest tightened, he breath hitched.

She was with someone, someone that is making her smile and laugh. Someone who is making her happy.

She looked happy.

That guy was handsome brunette and maybe a couple of inches taller than Harry. He have a sharp jawline and a charming smile. Just in a word he looked soo good. And Harry hated that.

They both sat at the far and of the cafe from Harry but he can see them clearly, he can see her smile the way she is looking at him and the way she is soo concentrated on whatever the hell he is saying.

That's the moment he understood that he lost her. He had her for soo long but he kept pushing her and now he lost her.

It felt like his world is completely crumbling right under his feet and there is nothing he can do.

She is happy, he can tell that much. And that's what he want. He made her sad and hurt her a lot and now he wish nothing but happiness to her even if it's leaving her and stepping aside and letting her go.

This is it.

With a sad smile on his face and tears rolling down his cheeks he got up from his seat and went out of the cafe without a single glance back at her.

Meanwhile Y/n didn't know that Harry was in the cafe watching her and left heartbroken. She was busy listening the story the guy in front of her was telling. Noah is telling her about his parents last year's wedding anniversary.

Noah, he is her colleague. He is a very nice guy, handsome and charming. He is a literall dream guy for every girl. The coffee machine in their work place is not working so they just took a break to get some coffee.

He was looking at her with that charming smile and sparkle in his eyes, and she can't help but think about what if she have someone like him in her life, who will understand her and not hurt her. But she couldn't entertain that though for a long time because the minute she think about someone Harry pops up in her brain. His emerald eyes, his beautiful smile. She is over him,yes, but it's not that easy to completely kill the love on him. It'll take time.

"The Coffee here is amazing, thank you for bringing me here, Y/n." Noah said with a sweet smile on his face.

"Your welcome, this is my favorite place. I always come here, it's just soo peaceful here." She smiled at him. She always came here, almost everyday.

He kept looking at her for a while with a smile on his face, she wonderd will he ever stop smiling. His smile is soo beautiful and pleasant it's like a beam of sunshine.

"I'm glad we could get coffee together, but I was wondering would you like to go on a date with me ? Like a real one ?" He asked her with hope in his eyes.

Y/n could feel her heart thumping, she didn't know what to say him. She wanted to go but also she is not quite ready.

"Noah, I- um... I can't. I'm sorry." She said softly.

His smile dropped, she cursed herself for that.

"I'm sorry, I like you. It's not that I don't, I do. But I can't now. "

"Oh. I thought you are single." He said after a beat.

"I am." She said in a kinda sad voice. What is she supposed to say to him? Of course she is single.

Tears are forming in her eyes threatening to fall free, but she can't cry, she won't. She got over crying for him.

It's was silent between them for a bit before Noah spoke again with a soft and gentle tone.

"Did you love him ? "

Y/n looked at his eyes, he have this expression in them that she can't quite describe. His graze was gently and comfortable. He looked at her like he know what she is feeling, he looked at her like he can understand the hurt.

She just nodded head.

He smile again." I don't know what happened or I don't know who the guy was but all I know is that he really hurt you. I can see it in your eyes."

She took a breath and tried to hold her tears, she don't even know why she is crying now. She didn't cry about him in a while, she thought there are no tears left.

"Some thing that my over priced therapy after getting my heart break taught me was 'if you spend too long holding on to the one who treats you like an option, you will miss finding the one who treats you like a priority. '"

"You are an amazing person, Y/n. Just know that you are worth everything. You should be loved for who you are. Trust me when I say I that I know what you are feeling now. "

After a while they went back to work and Noah never bought up about the date again.

She couldn't help think about Harry for the rest of the day. She restrained herself from thinking about him for soo long, she almost became numb.

She hate him because she still loves him. It's soo hard not to.

He was the one who thaught her how loves feels like, even without himself realising it. He showed how beautiful it is to be loved only but he didn't.

Yes , he ignored her, pushed her but when he is with her he was there, really there for her.

He made her feel like at the top of the world. Not only while having sex, but also when they were alone. He made her feel like the most beautiful girl in the universe while he is with her only to make her feel insecure while he is with others.

That's why she hate him, he made her feel every possible feeling that a human can expirence.

And that's the reason she can't completely let him go. Maybe she is still waiting for the impossible to happen. To feel his love again, real love this time.

*☆•°..*☆•°..*

It's been two days since Harry saw Y/n in the coffee shop, and he was miserable again.

It's killing him that he lost her. To see her with someone else.

And he exactly understood how Y/n felt when she saw him with others. How hurt and hopeless she felt . At that time he didn't get it , but now he is feeling the same.

He want nothing more than going back into the time and fix everything and tell her how much he love her. But he can't.

He was in his room when he heard the door opening and closing. And after a minute his bedroom door opened and reveled his mother.

Anne came into the room and looked at his son sitting on his bed like a lifeless body. It broke her heart to see her son in that situation tears blured her vision.

"Harry." She called him.

He looked at her and he couldn't hold it back anymore. He just got up from the bed and rushed towards his mother and hugged her.

She hugged him back and ran her hand through his back in a soothing way. No matter how big and famous his become, he will always be her little boy.

"Aww, love. I'm here, I'm here. You are fine." She rubbed circle on his back.

They both were like that for a while. After he calmed down Anne made him sit on the bed and brought him some water.

She sat beside him with a hand on his.

"What happened, honey ? I knew something was wrong, I could sense it for a while. But I never thought it's this bad. Please tell me what it is ?"

He looked at his mother with his blood shot eyes. His eyes, head everything hurts.

"I fucked up, Mum."

He told Anne everything, from the beginning. How he met her, how he hurt her, and how much he love her. Everything, he didn't miss a single detail.

Anne was silent for few minutes, deciding what to tell her son. She know that he is the one who did wrong here, he messed up and hurt an innocent person.

"People don't know what they have until it's gone, but what about me , mum. I knew what I had, but I did nothing about it. I took her love for granted. What am I supposed to do now ?" He asked his mother hoping atleast she can give him a suggestion.

"Have you atleast tried to talk to her ?"

"No." He shook his head. "I'm afraid, afraid that if I go meet her she will not accept my apology and that will be the last time that I will see her."

"I think it's time that you go and talk to her." She said looking at him in the eyes.

"What?" Harry is confused.

"I think you should go and talk to her. Let her know that you feel guilty and Let her know how you really feel."

She squeezed his hand.

"You messed up, Harry. I love you, you are my son but what you did is absolutely wrong. I didn't raise you like this. If you really love her go to her tell her that you are sorry. Let her curse you, be angry at you but you deserve it, you know you deserve it."

"But what if she don't want to listen to me ?" He asked with a hint of fear in his voice.

"Beg her until she does." She said simply.

"And if she don't forgive me ?" He asked again.

"Mmm. There is a possibility for that. But atleast you will not regret later that you didn't even tried . But I hope that's not the case."

Harry looked down at his feet. His mom is right, he atleast should apologise, he has been a coward and didn't dare to meet her, but now he will.

"And Harry, I don't want to higher your expectations but if she really love you she might even give you a second chance. If she does, make sure that she won't regret trusting you again, be a better man to her."

Anne gave him a motherly smile and pushed back his curls falling on his forehead.

"Go, be a man she deserves."

*☆•°..*☆•°..*

After talking to his mother Harry immediately got into his car and drove to Y/n's place. His nerves were all over the place thinking about all the possible things that can happen.

After a long drive which felt like forever for him he is finally at her place.

He practically sprinted on the steps because he couldn't wait for the elevator and finally he reached her front door.

He took a long breath and knocked on the door and waited but there is no response. He knocked again but there is no movement.

He caught the door Knob and twisted it, the door opened. His silly girl always forgets to lock the doors.

He went inside the house and checked for her.

"Y/n ?" He called but there is no response, he went and checked her bedroom but there is no hint of her.

He returned to the living room, thinking where she might have gone.

He looked around the place again. He found her phone on the coffee table.

She left her phone back, she never leave her phone while she is going out so she might be near. And then it clicked him, he know where she is now.

He closed the door and made his way to the terrace. If she is not in home at this time she definitely will be on terrace. He know how much she like to spend time there.

He got there and looked around to find her. And then he saw her, he could see side of her face. Standing at the corner looking at the moon. Air blowing her hair in an angelic way, moon light and lights from distance made her face glow.

God she is soo beautiful.

He took few steps towards her.

"Y/n." He called her softly.

Her shoulders tensed, but she didn't turn towards him immediately. He can see her taking deep breath from the side angle.

"Love ?" He called again. Now she turned fully towards him.

He took a sharp breath and took in her appearance, she is as beautiful as ever.

"Hi, love." He said hesitantly.

"Hi." She replied without much of and emotion in her voice.

He again took a deep breath and walked two more steps towards her. Luckily she didn't step back.

"I'm getting straight into the point, I already wasted soo much of time and i dont want to any more." He said looking at, and she didn't show any sign of disagreement.

"I'm sorry , love. I really am. I'm an arsehole, a dick, a douche bag. I fucked up, big time. I hurt you. I was soo bad to you. I know , I'm sorry. I regret each and every time I hurt you and I would do anything to make it right. I have been a pussy to come and talk to you all this time. I was afraid so it took me this long." He was rambling at this point. A single tear escaped from his eye.

He took one more step forward ao there is only a little bit of distance between them and fell on his knees in front of her. He bent his head down and wiped his tears and again looked at her. She was also crying, tears are escaping her her eyes too.

"I'm sorry. Im sorry. I'm sorry." He chanted and he let out a soft sob.

"I don't deserve your forgiveness and I don't deserve your love. But god knows what I will do to get both of them again." He breathed out.

"It hurts to loose you. I don't want to loose you." He mumbled mostly to himself.

"You had me, Harry. And I was not enough for you." She talked for the first time.

It felt soo good to hear her voice again after soo long. And he loved the way his name sounded with her voice. He missed it.

"I know , baby. I know. I'm an idiot. And please, you were always enough for me, more than enough but I just couldn't gey my head out of my ass." He said.

"I don't if you are ever going to forgive me or of you are ever going to look at me the same like before. But I want to tell you, I don't want be a coward."

Cool air made them both shiver a bit.

"I love you, Y/n."

" You are my everything, I love you with every fiber in my body. You were always enough for me. I love you for yourself, you are no comparison with all those fake models I get along with. They can never be you. And you are always the most beautiful and amazing and loving person. You deserve the world. Sorry that I couldn't give it to you back then. But I will give you anything to you now if you let me." He completed.

She sucked in a breath, he said the three words that she thought that she will never hear from him.

"I shouldn't be telling you this now, you may have moved on, forgot about me and maybe.... and maybe you are with someone else too." Those words came out like poison from his mouth.

"Do you still love me, Y/n ?" He dared to ask , he actually don't want to know the answer but a part of him still hopes that she love him.

She wiped her tears and cleared her throat.

"Get up, Harry." She said with a straight face.

He got up and stood on his feet again. Because of his height he was towering a little bit over her.

"Do you really think I love someone else ?" She questioned him.

"I saw you with a guy two days back in your favorite cafe. You looked happy." He told her and looked down at their feet.

"You were there ?" She furrowed her brows.

He nodded

" He was just my friend." She said and he was relieved a bit with that information.

"You really hurt me, Harry. I hate you for that, but I also love you because... because you were the world to me. But you didn't even gave a fuck about me."

He shook his head. Please, "I'm sorry. Don't say that. It hurts." He pleaded.

"I don't know what to do. I'm afraid Harry. I'm tired. Afraid of getting hurt again and tired of feeling hurt. I don't know."

"Baby." He took her soft hand into his.

"I'm sorry. I love you. I should have said this earlier but I didn't. As I said I will do anything to get you back."

They both were silent thinking about everything.

"Can I tell you something?" He asked her.

She nodded her head.

"I can't rewind our life and go back and fix things but I want to start over everything. Let's start everything again, from the beginning. And this time I'll be a better man for you."

She looked at him on awe.

"Can we start over ? We'll become strangers again, we'll introduce each other again, we'll make fresh memories. Only if you want to. I'll leave of you want me to. But remember one thing even if I leave now I will always love you, forever and I'll be waiting for you."

She is speechless, she don't know what to say. She was supposed to be angry at him but the moment she saw him all the anger just flew away. And the minute he fell on his knees and said her that he love her , she completely lost it. Of course she still love him, of course she still want to give him a second chance, but she is afraid.

"I promise that I'll never break your heart again."

He threaded their fingers together and looked at their hands.

"Tell me, love. Will you let me be a better man for you?" He asked all the sincerity hoping she will say yes.

He is worth of a second chance. She thought.

"Yes." She breathed out and smiled.

His smiled reached his eyes for the first time in a long while.

He hugged her. Really tight to the point where she thought she might loose her breath.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." He said and kissed her forehead.

She smiled." But let's take it slow, I still need some time."

"Yes take all the time you want, we'll go as slow you prefer. Im fine with it as long as I know that I have you. Just know that I love you, and will never hurt you again. And one more thing, please get used to me saying I love you a lot. Because I'm not stopping anymore."

He took a step back. "Let's start again."

He stretched his hand out for her. Let me introduce myself. "Hi, my name is Harry."

She laughed at him, thinking about the first time they met.

"Hi, Harry. My name is Y/n."

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A/n : well, well, well. Here it is as I promised. Please don't shit at me for the late. I'm not making excuses, but u know why. I'm genuinely sorry.

And , while writing this I reread the 1st part. And I found a shit ton of mistakes and typos, I myself cringed at my work. I'm sorry u guys had to read that shit. But I have my reason. 1. I wrote that whole thing on my phone and I have big thumbs. 2. I blame my autocorrect. I'm sorry, and I hope there are no lot of mistakes here..

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y-umiko · 1 year

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RED | RAN H.

Requested by🛍️ Anon — for the 2k event Prompt: "You didn't have to use her like that" Warning: Curses, mention of cheating, yandere tendency and blood a/n: sorry it took so long T-T and guys this turned to someeting dark idk what happened so read at your own risk.

If Ran didn't know any better, he'll say you look hot as you barge into the VIP room in the club, you were fuming but that sly smirk didn't leave his face. red did always look good on you.

"did you have to stop so low as to use my sister against me?" you growl towards him, a deep scowl on your face and Ran knew that look, you were beyond mad.

shooing the few others with him out of the room, he grabs his half-full glass on the table, swirling its red contents as he smirks at you, "effective, isn't it? you're here"

you scoff in disbelief, "My sister is crying her eyes out right now, was breaking my heart not enough for you?" you flung your arms in the air exasperated, remembering your sobbing sister as she tells you how Ran had cornered her and flirted with her, days after you two broke up.

in his defense, Ran knew you the best, he has seen every side of you, the good and the bad, and he knew the only way to get a reaction out of you or to get your attention again was to flirt with your sister, and probably make her cry. cruel but this is Ran we're talking about.

if ever, you should have known he'll result to an underhand tactic like this because while Ran knew you the best, you knew him better than anyone and you never think any different of him.

"you didn't have to user her like that!" you spat, eyes burning with anger at his audacity to take a sip from his glass before slamming it down on the table.

"I wouldn't, if you had just talked to me" he argued back, voice raising more than he liked it, as he pulls himself up from his seat as he walks towards you.

"talk to you?!" you asked exasperatedly, "after what you did? you really are something, I tried really hard but I can't see that you cheating, warranting me to talk to you"

"I told you, she just flung herself to me, she's a nobody" he defended as he stops a few inches away from you. bringing up his hand to cup your cheeks but you were quick to slap it away.

"fuck you, Ran!" you said with venom, "don't ever get near me, nor my sister, or anyone in my family again"

you warned as you turn around to walk away from him, for good, but Ran wouldn't be having any of it as he grab you so abruptly, and before you can curse at him again he slams his lips against yours.

his kiss was passionate and filled with everything he felt for you, heated and burning red. but as soon as his lips separated from yours a resounding slap echoed in the room. and as soon as Ran glances at your expression, his heart sinks.

tear-stricken face and lips trembling, his eyes soften ever so slightly. the gravity of the situation weighing on him, as he suddenly hated the idea of him being the very reason for your tears. if your crying and sobbing days ago as you curse at him for catching him with another woman didn't break his heart, the sight of you looking up at him with so much hatred and resentment right now does the damage.

"I'm sorry" he mumbled, words spewing his mouth as his pride was quickly overcome with guilt, "If I have to kneel and beg for you not to leave me, I'll do it, if it meant you staying'"

you yanked your arms out of his hold, and Ran is not a fool to grab them again. he watch you furiously wipe the hot tears coming and he wanted nothing but to wipe them for you but he was busy staring intently at you for some kind of sign that you will take him back but your eyes were dull and lifeless as you calm down.

"Please don't show yourself in front of me again" you deadpan as you sniff and left, taking his heart and soul with you, what he did was a mistake, a mistake that cost him life without you, a mistake he did out of temptation for he was weak against it.

So when the temptation to see you covered in red in the form of your blood pooling under you came over him, he was weak to resist.

Red did always suit you better

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daddyy333 · 6 months

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Don’t come back | Robin Buckley x y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

word count: 1.7k

warnings: heartbreak, breakup, y/n is really really sad, ?

summary: requested

Robin couldn’t figure out why she felt like this. Everything was perfect. You were doing all the right things and yet, Robin didn’t feel that warmth in her chest that she used to feel as much as she did at the beginning of your relationship when you kissed her, or hugged her, or even looked her way.

The last straw for her is when you called her and she didn’t actually want to say I love you at the end of the call. She felt like that spark wasn’t quite as strong as before. So the next day you called her, playing with the engagement ring you got her, hoping she’d convince you to come home so you could propose already.

“Hi, baby. I miss yo-” you said and Robin cut you off. She groaned and said “y/n, don’t. Don’t- don’t say stuff like that” “what? What’s wrong? Why?” You said, eyes widening. She sighed and you started to get nervous.

Never in a million years did you expect the next few words to come out of her mouth.

“I don’t think this is working anymore” she said, making your heart drop. You gasped, tears filling your eyes. You covered your mouth, trying to fight the sobs.

You couldn’t, not when you planned your entire life with the woman who was trying to break up with you. “W-Why- Why would you s-say something like that?” You asked, sniffling. She scoffed and said “come on, y/n, don’t cry. I hate when you-”

“N-No! No, you don’t g- get to tell me not to cry. I- I-I don’t- I don’t understand, everything has been so- so good, w-what changed?” You asked, struggling to breathe. She bit her lip and said “I just…I don’t feel that spark anymore. I don’t know if this is enough anymore”

“What, l-like I’m not enough or something?” You said, chuckling sadly. Robin winced and said “y/n you know that’s not what I mean” “I don’t k-know anything, R-Robin, I thought- I- I knew that you were the one, you were in- in love with me, you didn't want to break up with me…but cl- clearly I was wrong” you said and she began to cry a little.

It almost felt like you were the one breaking up with her. She hadn’t felt so strongly about you in weeks, so why all of a sudden did she feel this way breaking up with you?

“Babe I-” “no…don’t call me that.” You said and sighed shakily. You sniffled and said “I hope y- you’re happy. I hope that you’re happy with t-this decision, Robin” “I- I’m not- you know this is just as hard for me” she said and you scoffed.

“Is it? Is it really?” You said. You wiped your tears and shook your head. It was silent for a while before you said “get out of my house. I own it. If you need help I suppose you can ask but don't ask me, ask my assistant, because I can’t talk to you ever again. Not after this”

“Okay…yea, yea I’ll be out of here by the end of the week” she said and you sniffled. You hung up the phone, sighing shakily as you threw the box across the room. You sunk to your knees, sobs racking your body.

All you wanted in a time like this was Robin's comfort. It’s all you wanted. But you couldn’t have that anymore. She took that away, and you don’t even know why. Did you do something? Did you deserve it? Maybe you really just weren’t enough.

Of course she conveniently decided to do this the night before you perform in Hawkins, and debut the song you wrote about her. You tried to fight it, but you couldn’t help but cry as you sang the song. You managed to finish it decently, but tears streamed down your face the whole time.

Your big brother, Eddie, ran on stage as you cried and hugged you tight, kissing your head and taking you back to the bus. He put you on the bed, rubbing your back gently as you cried. “What happened?” He asked and you sniffled.

“S-She broke up with me,” you said and he gasped. He shook his head and said “I-I- I don’t…weren’t you going to propose? What happened?” “Yea, I was! I was so fucking excited, and I called her hoping she’d beg me to come home so I could propose but she broke up with me! I don’t even know why!” You shouted, angry and sad and upset and feeling so many things at once.

Eddie comforted you through the pain like he always did growing up. Every time your parents would fight he was there for you. Every time your dad picked on you because you weren’t his he defended you and promised nothing would change the fact you were his sister. And now, he comforts you once more during the worst breakup of your life.

You finished the tour, fans had already figured out you and Robin broke up because you cried through that song 3 times before they took it off the set list and you just hadn’t been the same since. You’d been so quiet and sad and your shows weren’t as good as they were before. You were exhausted mentally, but going home would just remind you of everything you and Robin had together so you just powered through it.

Steve came to pick you up after the show because Eddie was busy in a meeting for his band and you didn’t want to trouble him. “Hey…are you okay?” He asked, pulling you into a hug. You sighed and shook your head.

“I don’t trust you not to tell Robin so I don’t wanna talk about it” you said and he winced slightly. He helped you load your bags up and gave you a breakfast sandwich to eat. You didn’t want to go home, you wished you had literally any place else to go to.

Robin's car was gone, so she probably had already left like you’d asked her to. You wished she had said it was a joke and she didn’t mean it, making your favorite sound, her laugh.

You stepped in the house, setting your bags down as tears welled up in your eyes. You took a deep breath and Steve brought the rest of your stuff in. He hugged you tight and said “if you need anything, call me” You nodded and thanked him before closing the door behind him and locking it.

You leaned against it, tears fighting to spill over. You couldn’t handle being here. Too many memories of Robin lived within these walls. You moved to the couch, scoffing as you could still smell her all over the cushions. You turned on the TV, her favorite show playing.

It was all too much. You just wished things would end and get better. You missed her so fucking much. You wanted to marry her, build your life together, have kids together. She ruined all of that for you, and you don’t even get to know why.

Months go by, and you start to feel just a little better. You moved out of that house, and even got yourself a cat. You started going to therapy, and learned to live life without Robin. You never wanted to, but you couldn’t mope around for the rest of your life.

It’s been nearly 6 months now, and one morning you’re about to hop in the shower when you hear a knock on your door. You roll your eyes and slip your hoodie back on, quickly running to the front door.

You gasped as you opened the door to see your ex girlfriend. You had seen her or spoken a word to her since that phone call. “Y/n,” she said and tears filled your eyes. You shook your head and said “what are you doing here?”

“I just…I wanted to apologize. I- I know I really hurt you and you’ve been going through a lot and stuff-” she said and you cut her off. You scoffed and said “yea, Robin you broke up with me over the phone in the middle of my tour without even giving me an explanation. Kinda fucked up if you ask me”

“I’m- I’m sorry, y/n. I- I made a mistake. I did. I thought that things were getting too different but the truth is that I just hadn’t seen you in so long and I just felt so distant from you but I didn’t realize it until it was too late. I can’t stop thinking about you, and I regret everything I did. Breaking up with you was the dumbest decision I’ve ever made” she said and you sighed.

You bit your lip and said “Robin…I- I can’t. I’m finally getting somewhere, I can’t go through that again. I can’t live in fear for the rest of my life that any time I go on tour you’re gonna want to break up. You don’t understand how much you hurt me. Robin I- fuck, I was going to propose! You took away my entire future, I don’t know if you realized that”

“Y-…You were gonna propose?” Robin asked and you wiped your tears away, a shaky sob leaving your lips. You nodded and said “Robin, I…I’m- I can’t do this again. It d-destroyed me last time. I won’t put myself through it again” “it’s not- I’m not gonna make the s-same mistakes, y/n. I lo-”

“Robin, please. Go. Don’t come back. I just want to move on” you said and she sighed. She nodded and turned around slowly making her way to the steps. You closed the door and squeezed your eyes shut.

A shaky breath left you, almost in physical pain because of how badly you wished you could have Robin back. But you knew this was only temporary. Getting back together with her would leave you worried that she would fall out of love with you again for the rest of your life. You won’t put yourself through that.

You sniffled as you walked away from the door, sitting down on the couch and wiping your tears. You watched her car pull out of the driveway and took a deep breath. You were grateful for everything you and Robin had together but you couldn’t keep thinking about it and obsessing over it, it only reminded you of how painful the words “I don’t think this is working anymore” felt when she spoke them.

As of now l'm writing for

Eddie Munson

Lo’ak

Neteyam

Sebastian Stan

Bucky Barnes

CW!Bucky Barnes

Chris Evans

Geralt of Rivia

Henry Cavill

Chris Sturniolo

So just comment the taglist you want to be added to and l'll add you :)

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merci-bitch · 1 year

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i loved ur nsfw alphabet for lady lesso, would u consider writing a fluff alphabet for her?

Here you go! It’s a bit hard since she ain’t the most fluffy person haha. Now this is based on the movie version of Lesso !

SFW Alphabet

Not my gif ! Do apologise if it seems a bit off !

A = Activities

Well, girl is busy practically 24/7 but she does like late night talking with you. She’s not much of a book reader herself but she wouldn’t complain if you laid your head in lap as you read your own book.

B = Baby. Do they want a family? Why/Why not?

Absolutely not. I mean, I just can’t see her as a mother, and I don’t think she’d want a baby either. Now this is the movie version of Lesso, cause I know in the books she does have a son, but if we think about her character in the movie I don’t really think she’d want a kid. She’s got future evil on her hands 👀

C = Cuddle. How do they cuddle?

She’s not the biggest cuddler, but she’s used to you snuggling up to her side. Wraps an arm around you and lets you snuggle close. She will hog the covers and kick you out of bed if she wants to.

D = Dates

Perhaps Dovey sets something up for the two of you. 🥺

E = Everything. You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)

You’re her love. Something she never thought she’d have again.

F = Feelings. When did they know they were falling in love?

She’s very stubborn when it comes to love, and poor girl is scared. She’s scared everything that happened with Rafal, who we now will not name anymore, will happen again.

She would be in denial about it, until dovey sees it in her eyes and pushes her to do it.

G = Gentle. Are they gentle? If so, how?

Meh, I wouldn’t say that. It’s Lady Lesso we’re talking about ;)

H = Holding Hands. How do they like to hold hands?

Interlocked fingers, it’s rare but it happens.

I = Impression. First impression/ how you met.

She thought you were an idiot. She didn’t like you.

You thought she had a too big ego. Despite the evil side.

Hate to love 😫

J- Jealousy. Do they get jealous often/easily?

Eh, yes. 100%. Girl does not share. Have you seen her?

K = Kiss. How do they kiss?

She likes to cup your cheek or your neck as you kiss. She wants you to be as close as possible. It’s often very demanding, but sometimes it’s just a soft little kiss 🥺

L = Love. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

We, she won’t say it. So you did, she says it with her eyes.

M = Memory. What’s their favourite memory together?

There was this one time. The floors had been washing for the first time in the school for evil, surprising you all. It was Dovey of course.

You tripped and landed face first on the ground and Lesso burst into tears from laughter. She still brings it up. Calls you stupid with heart eyes.

N = Nickel. Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?

She does like to treat you. If it’s possible she will get you a new book you’ve been wanting to read, can’t see her as the big gift giver.

O = Open. When would they open up and telling you things about themselves?

It takes a long while. After everything that happened with the one who must not be named, no wonder girl is scared. If she trusts you enough she will tell you, but if you ever speak about to someone or mention it she will kill you.

P = Petnames

My love, my darling, sweetheart, pet

Q = Quiz, how much would they remember of their partner?

Well, she knows the basic things of course, and she knows what you like and what you don’t like. The rest she couldn’t be bothered with.

R = Rainy Day. How would they spend their rainy day off with you?

She likes dark and gloomy days of course. She usually still works but she doesn’t mind your company through the piles of paperwork.

S = Sad. How do they cheer themselves up?

It’s not often she’s sad, but if she is she gets more angry. Starts losing her patience more often. She doesn’t allow herself to cry in front of anyone. The only one who’s seen her cry is Dovey.

T = Try. How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, everyday tasks etc.

She remembers it, and forgets it. She doesn’t really care, as long as you’re still with her.

U = Ugly. What would be some bad habits of theirs?

OVERWORKING HERSELF

V = Vanity. How concerned are they with how they look?

Well she doesn’t really care like that. She knows she’s enchanting, intimidating and very gorgeous

W = Wedding. When, how, where do they propose?

To be fair, she doesn’t had the need to get married. Sure she’ll love the fact that you’re hers and can call you her wife. Don’t you dare put her in a dress. She doesn’t want to make it a big thing like Dovey wants to.

X = XO. How do they show you affection?

If you’re alone, if she passes you, she’ll perhaps give your head a kiss or swat the back of your head because she wants to.

If you’re in public it’s more the glances.

Y = Yearn. What do they do when they miss you?

She claims she doesn’t miss you, obviously it’s a lie.

Z = Zebra. If they wanted a pet, what would they get?

Well, they have a bearded lizard at the school for evil. That’s enough for her. Not that she pets it or anything.

#ask #lady lesso #lady lesso x reader #the school of good and evil

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hanmi-xo · 6 months

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Our Ballad | (SVT Joshua x You)

M A I N | O N E S H O T S | S M U T | S C E N A R I O S

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Status: Complete Post Status: Nov. 13, 2023 Pairing: SVT Joshua x You Genre: Angst, Romance, SMAU, One Shot Word Count: 900 Themes: Moving On, Unrequited Love

Note: This is a work of fanfiction. Please respect the real Hong Jisoo/ Joshua Hong Thank you for reading~

Synopsis:

Sometimes a spark doesn't always lead to a flame. He was a song that she never finished listening to. Even seeing him on his special day was difficult to breathe.

You were the reason for our beginning, but you were also the reason for our end. If loving you was going to leave a scar, then I wouldn't have let you in.

I remember how it all happened. The memory of us was like a song I couldn't stop playing.

You reached out towards me. You were everything I thought I wanted, but I wasn't what you needed. It's strange the more I think about it.

Were you the one that chased me or was I the one that followed after you? What happened before? Do you remember?

Do you remember what lead us together? Do you remember the clouds that filled the sky before the rain pour?

We were only in high school, but it felt like I knew you forever ago.

You held your hand out to me after I fell to the ground. I remember that look you had. The way your eyes widened with wonder and concern while your curled lips turned to a gasp.

It was embarrassing but I remember it.

You stuck by my side since then. Maybe it was because of our classes that destined us together, or maybe it was the fact that we couldn't ignore each other. All I remember was the way you'd pass notes to me in class and we would often get into trouble.

You'd goof around with me during detention and even when we had disciplinary exercises.

You could never stay up against the wall like I could and I could never hold that many books on my hands like you did. You were the memory that stayed with me, but your notes is what left your trail.

It was the highlight of my day whenever I would go home and find your random note in my backpack.

You always did let your presence be known with your signature smile with a musical note at the end of each one. You loved the reactions I would give you, and I would always love your attention.

You were a melody I couldn't stop humming. A song that I always wanted to sing but could never be sung.

You were my first love and you were my best friend.

You were always kind to me. You were always sweet. You did everything you can to make me happy.

But even so, it didn't mean you loved me.

Or rather, you didn't love me the way I wanted you to.

When I met you outside of school to watch a movie, you seemed nervous. I asked you to come along in hopes I would see a different side of you that day, but I saw more than I wanted.

And I heard a pitch change in the melody.

When you walked me home, that's when I heard the truth.

"I'm sorry. I never meant to lead you on..."

Your words were slow yet sharp. It was like I was impaled by a knife into my chest or being eaten alive by a monster. I shouldn't have expected more, but I did.

You stopped the tune that I wanted to listen to. What I thought was a ballad was just the blues.

I shouldn't have thought someone like you would love someone like me.

I was bitter when we went separate ways. Even more bitter knowing I won't find anyone like you. But I wasn't bitter enough to hate you. Nor was I bitter enough to take my own life.

But you did.

You weren't there for my birthday.

You weren't there for our graduation.

And you weren't there when you said you'd see me one last time before you'd go.

You never said where. You never said when.

All I remember was your message that you left. You wrote it as if you were going away and you'd see me far from now.

I remember the way your words were written like a poem. It was playful yet dejected. I wish you told me what was going on with you. I wish you told me what happened outside of school.

Outside of our safe haven.

But all I have is your message. All I have is this poem that just reminds me of your absence.

It's not fair. It's not fair that you could leave me like that while I was stuck in the darkness hoping you'd come back.

I have so many questions, but I know you won't answer them.

How could you when you're already gone?

Your mom was there you know? Your mom was there at your funeral. You looked just like her, but she didn't have that melody.

She was cold.

You never talked about her or about your father. He wasn't there. Did he know or did she not tell him?

Or did you not want him to be there?

I wish you told me your story.

I wish you told me all your flaws so I knew the process of your tune. The melody and notes I always listened and hummed to were cut short.

You ended it too soon.

And I know I'll never hear it again.

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End | Thank you for reading <3

Extra:

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peanutpinet · 2 years

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Home - Idol!Jisung x Fem Reader

A/N: just a lil something for my Jisung stan friend that's dealing with some hardships at work 🥺 and for everyone else that's having a hard time

Warnings: anxiety, toxic work culture (I'm sorry if you have to go through this, no one deserves it), slight angst

[2:15 AM] - You hated it. You hate the amount of shitty work you had to go through. The amount of revisions that you had to do on top of the amount of work that your boss throw at you. You hate that you were miles away from your idol boyfriend. That the two of you barely had any time to even schedule a catch-up call when you would always do it; well, technically, you were the one that always schedule it.

What’s worse is that your so-called boyfriend didn’t even ask much about why you didn’t schedule your weekly calls or even text as much as you used to. The amount of comments your boss gave you, your boyfriend not even making the effort to talk to you, your over-thinking self started to make you doubt yourself, doubt about your relationship, about everything in life.

You were so close to going through your 7th mental breakdown of the week until you heard your door being unlocked. With everything going on, your paranoid self became even more aware of your surroundings, always making up the worst-case possible scenarios.

Grabbing whatever “weapon” was close to you, you turned off all the lights and walked over towards the door, hiding in the nearest hiding spot to make sure that you were out of sight when someone comes in.

Right when the door was opened, you managed to get a glance at a mysterious shadow. After they closed the door and took several steps ahead of your hiding spot, you sneakily walked towards the person, ready to knock them out with whatever you had in hand but right as you were about to hit them, they turned around and held the weapon.

“(Y/N)? Woah. It’s me, Jisung. Hey, hey, I’m not here to hurt you. What happened? Did someone break in? D-did you think I’d break in? You gave me the spare key, remember?” Jisung defended himself as you slowly let go of the weapon

“J-jisung?! Ya!! H-how could you sneak up like that!! Even if I gave you the spare key, you should at least give me a heads up first, pabo!!” you cried out, letting all the emotions you’ve been feeling out, dropping to the floor, Jisung immediately catch you and held you close

“H-hey. What’s wrong? Tell me. I, I know that I haven’t been catching up with you as much as either one of us probably like and I’m sorry. It’s, it’s unfair that I’m able to do Instagram live several of times during the night but hardly call you. I know I’ve been the crapiest boyfriend but I really do care. You don’t have to tell me everything now but I’m here. It took a lot but I finally convinced my manager to let me spend time with you. That’s why I wanted to come and not say anything. I wanted to surprise you. But it looks like I made you sad again” Jisung cooed at you, wiping your tears with his thumb

“I, I don’t hate you, sung. I’m just, tired. I was worried that you might’ve gotten bored at me. That you were tired at me, at my clingy self. Being all needy towards you. To top it off, there were just so many things going on at work, my, my boss made some awful comments and I have to get most of it done before next week and I’m barely halfway done. Sorry, rambling again” you sniffled, feeling Jisung stroking your head then cupping your cheeks, making you look at him

“Hey. I would never get tired or bored of you. Yes, we have to go through this long-distance relationship for a long time but I would never forget about you. You’re the one that helped me go through those tough times, you were the one that always bring my comfort and warmth even when I don’t say it. You’re my home, okay? I’m the one that’s scared of losing you. That because I’m always on the go and busy, that I only update the simplest things like I’m awake, I’ve eaten, I’m going somewhere. I thought that you would give up on me” Jisung sniffled, holding his tears back

“Jisung-a….I’m tired, yes. But not at you. I’m happy that you’re healthy, that you’re striving. I’m just scared that I couldn’t catch up to you” you replied, now wiping Jisung’s tears away

“Aniyo. You don’t have to catch up to me because I’m the one that’ll take a step back. Starting now. Let me make up to you for all the times that I couldn’t. I’m staying, for a month. I want to catch up on all the things that you were doing. Let’s take baby steps, okay?” Jisung breathed out, the two of you smiling together and giggling

“Yeah. I’d like that, Jisung. You know that you’re my home too, right?” you replied, Jisung giving you the softest yet shy look, just like he did when he first confessed

“I know.” Jisung smiled back. “Now. About that boss that made awful comments…” Jisung growled

A/N: I know that I've been MIA, like a month of not posting anything?! Damn, who am I?! But in all honesty, I've been quite busy because I now have a full-time job!! (after one year of uncertainty). My workplace is quite chill and everyone has been lovely but because I work from office, I barely had time to not think about anything except for work. Heck, I haven't really been making any random scenarios even for myself T^T, reality really hits that hard doesn't it? Well, this is dedicated to everyone who has been feeling burned out and struggling with uncertainties. I wish you all well and hope everything will turn out well!!

On a side note, your girl managed to get tickets to The Link NCT 127 and I'm seeing them in 3 weeks 🥹 Good luck to me standing for 3 hours later during the concert but I'm so excited because this will be my first ever concert T^T Anyways, stay safe, I wish you all the best and hope that you get to experience the little good things in life :) xoxo Vinet

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longeyelashedtragedy · 3 months

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For the send a character ask: Granit Xhaka XD

@perfectpiety here you go!!!

favorite thing about them: HOW to even answer this??? i think granit might be as close to "perfect" as a human can get. first of all let's get out of the way how stupid gorgeous he is and has been for basically his entire adult life--my personal favorite granit aesthetic era is his early bratty twink time at arsenal (if he's wearing 29, you know he's extra fine) but he's stunning in any era. his cheekbones should probably be arrested. the side dish to this is how fucking awful he looks in his selfies 😂 he's way too young to take such bad photos of himself. there's some legend that quilters would purposely make a mistake in their quilt to show humility--that only god can be perfect--while i don't know if this is a true story, maybe granit's selfies are the contemporary version of this 😂

as for the REST of it...

who the fuck is this man? he's so strong and solid while not being an asshole, toxic man with no emotions. he operates on a value system that feels almost archaic sometimes, but in a good way, like he'd probably lie his nice coat over a puddle for mikel to step on in the rain. he truly seems to have the most golden heart. But he has a heart of molten gold—more lethal than the hard form. More alive. Overtaking everything it touches. His natural leadership and charisma are truly insane. My sister is a little like him in this way, and it's always truly fascinating to watch--someone who just naturally commands the attention, leads a conversation, even the most experienced and hardened team captain seems to defer to granit for the team talks. while "taking over everything and commanding the attention" is often a really annoying and unlikeable quality, for people for whom it comes that naturally you can't even hate them for it because they're not trying to be pushy or an asshole. they're just a born leader.

i also used to think he was kind of a himbo, but i feel like i owe him an apology because he actually seems quite intelligent and serious. he's one of those footballers who can give an actual academic subject answer for "what was your favorite subject in school" (math lol)

least favorite thing about them: that he DOESN'T PLAY FOR ARSENAL ANYMORE

favorite line: anytime he calls mikel a "freak, in a positive way"? in his open mic video during covid season, where someone scores and he goes "FUCK ME! THAT'S FOOTBALL GUYS!" uhhh...his entire "if you don't have the balls to play, stay home" speech in 2022? when he told alex iwobi "i only listen albanian music" in his #29 days cause that was such a lie lmao. in terms of international duty: when he was hyping up the team before the penalties vs france in euro 2020 and yelled "WE ARE CLEARLY THE BETTER TEAM HERE". or...most iconically...looking at the serbian bench and mouthing "Ta qifsha nonen ne pidh"...thanks to my scholarly pursuits of albanian i did not need a translator for that ;). or wait...in colney carpool...whatever the fuck that weird thing he said about giraffes was 😂

brotp: well...granit and his actual brother taulant? hahaha. i love him with anyone he was friends with at arsenal (gabby j modelling his clothing line, anyone?) with carlos cuesta, with ricci rodriguez, xherdan shaqiri, and breel embolo (always ready to throw down with vs the serbian nt). his history with yann sommer...i love granit's Friendships

notp: ok...please don't hate me. i don't mean "notp" as in like, eww, i hate this, i'd never read about it, i'd block the tags, etc. i just don't personally ship granit and martin. i think they were a great influence on each other as like...captain and vice-captain, and i loved seeing their interactions there. i just didn't really see sexual chemistry between them, if that makes sense. i certainly have read some granit and martin fics and enjoyed them! i just don't ship it really.

otp: i mean...

X H A K A R T E T A

do i need to stay more? two hearts that beat as one. one's heart is the other's home. mikel saving granit, shaping and transforming him, understanding him...sometimes it makes me think of the story in plato's symposium (don't worry everyone--i got a C+ in classical philosophy this is the only thing i remember or understood) from aristophanes where he talks about how zeus cut ppl in two and they have to roam around looking to find their "other half" so they could be complete...Xhakarteta be like that.

and also. how they both own each other, dominate each other, submit to the other. granit in charge in bed yet all in service of mikel. granit's utter, wide-eyed devotion to mikel in interviews. the way mikel saw the beast and the angel within, and loved the beast and showed the world the angel. UGHGHGGHGGHGGHG

random headcanon: i don't think granit would like, label his sexuality as anything? i think he just does what feels right.

unpopular opinion: i've definitely expressed this before but i do not--sincerely do not--agree with the popular view that granit would "lose control" when he got physical. for example (sorry veronika hahaha) when he chokes ashley westwood. if you look at his body language there--or even in like november 2022 vs chelsea where he kind of flung chalobah around--it's honestly a body that is very IN control of itself. he just came at these games from a very different mindset. he's naturally aggressive, goal-oriented, here to both win but also defend the honor of both himself and the team, so-- confident in his value system, he didn't care what he had to do to make it happen.

i've genuinely never seen granit appear "out of control," and i've watched a lot of aggressive granit compilations hahaha. i think mikel did help him find maturity about this, and i think putting him in a less defensive role really helped. granit defending = license to Murder

(frivolous bonus: i think he looked hot with the bleached hair! like he looked kind of deranged and so it grew on me...it definitely doesn't suit him hahaha)

song i associate with them: i don't really have one...maybe kangë e shahirav by mc kresha/lyrical son, and/or future lovers by madonna, but only bc i've listened to these songs a lot when writing fics about him lol

favorite picture of them: hOW do u expect me to do the impossible!!!!! how about these 2, the first with granit in my two favorite colors of course (and i love the 2nd one because he looks like he just woke up lol)

#colorsofmyseason #answered #THANK YOU!!!#gx #👁️#palate cleanser at the half

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thefathersbride · 4 months

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Spell your url ✧˖°.

Spell out your URL using song titles that can describe your muse/OC, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL!

@cove-holdens tagged me for this game, thank you! This was really hard, I cannot remember with how many songs I was like "this is perfect for X or ship Y" - only to realize that they did not have the right starting letter :( But, here we are, I managed! :) I am tagging, without any obligations as always, @glowwormsmith @jacobseed @starsandskies @illithiad @alyssalenko @theviridianbunny @baldurians @fenharel @ginadotjpg @honeypunks and... YOU YOU YOU YOU and YOU!

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T - THE GOOD LIFE by THREE DAYS GRACE. "the good life is what I need, too many people stepping over me. the only thing that's been on my mind, is the one thing i need before i die" for Daphne Bosworth

H - HAD ENOUGH by BREAKING BENJAMIN. "when all is said and done, i will be the one, to leave you in your misery, and hate what you've become" for Eleanor Strand and Joseph Seed

E - EVIL by HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD. "evil, am i evil, through the empty eyes of you people? evil, i am evil, or are your eyes deceitful?" for Daphne

F - FIREDANCER by POETS OF THE FALL. "But fire doesn’t dance to their dictates. and now you’re dancing with the greats, let the fools have their fates, for time it never waits" for Iris Hawke

A - APOSTLE by DARKHAUS. "you gave words that were true, and you have made my life brand new. i was lonely and you were the only thing keeping me in line" for Eleanor and Joseph

T - TYRANT by DISTURBED. "but the love turned to hate we kept pushing away, and the words that came out turned it into a mess, and it's like pulling teeth 'cause you'll never confess." for Eleanor and Joseph

H - HAMMER OF DAWN by HAMMERFALL. "i can't pretend, never let it go, 'cause everything comes with a price. what you have done, what you put me through, the devils incarnate is coming for you" for Jayna Cousland

E - EMPIRES by RUELLE. "empires rise, empires fall. we live or die to take the throne. empires rise, empires fall. we live or die to take the throne. only one will stand at the end of it all" for Daphne

R - RISING SON by STURM UND DRANG. "can't you see me coming, coming for you baby? coming there to take you from the light. can't you hear me calling, calling for you baby? so you better take on to the night, i'm the rising son" for Jayna

S - SURVIVOR by 2WEI & EDDA HAYES. "i'm the survivor, i'm gonna make it, i will survive, keep on survivin'" for Caivyre

B - BEYOND THE HORIZON by POETS OF THE FALL. "beyond the horizon, i’ll follow where love has gone. twilight finds me here alone. beyond the horizon, i see your love shining, oh. my ghostlight, my afterglow" for Iris and Anders

R - RAISE YOUR GLASS by PINK. "so raise your glass if you are wrong in all the right ways, all my underdogs. we will never be, never be anything but loud and nitty-gritty, dirty, little freaks" for Caivyre

I - INTO THE HEART OF DANGER by BATTLE BEAST. "walk into the heart of danger, and don't let the darkness enchain you. walk into the heart of danger, face your fear" for Iris

D - DEFENCE OF MOSCOW by SABATON. "they don’t belong, we stand our ground, a million strong. we are ready for their strike, face the army of the reich. a million strong, this is our land, they don’t belong." for Dagmar Trevelyan

E - EVERYTIME WE TOUCH by CASCADA. "your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky, they wipe away tears that I cry (that i cry). the good and the bad times, we've been through them all, you make me rise when i fall" for Dagmar and Cullen Rutherford

#my OCs #OC: Daphne Bosworth #OC: Eleanor Strand #OC: Iris Hawke #OC: Jayna Cousland #OC: Caivyre #OC: Dagmar Trevelyan #this is a good basis for any potential playlists i might wish to create later

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liliumsabyss · 2 years

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IS THERE GONNA BE A PART 2 FOR “I COULDNT WAIT FOR YOU” ? 💔

You won't have to wait for me

I couldn't wait for you, pt 2.

Part One

FEM DNI

Kazuha x Male reader, partial Thoma x reader

TW: Sad, Death, Blood, Major Character Death, Mentions of Major Character Death, Mentions of Having Children, slight abandonment, non-cannon shit, probably cussing, I swear like a sailor.

A/N: Here you go, Anon, It's kinda rushed towards the end, but I hope you find it enjoyable! :D And a giant thanks to everyone who liked the original post I was not expecting much out of it since it really was a midnight brain rot. And another thanks to my Mod @bartholomew2sstt I love you, you judgemental ass <3

One day, Kazuha met the blond-haired traveller who had requested passage into the nation of Inazuma. The traveller had won the competition allowing him to be taken by the Crux to Inazuma; however, Kazuha had one request for the traveller.

" I have a fiance, well, I hope I still do but could you check on him and make sure that he's alright." Kazuha nervously asked, avoiding eye contact with the traveller, fearing he was asking too much. However, the traveller agreed as they knew what it was like to be separated from loved ones.

But as the traveller got more used to Inazuma and closer to the residents, they finally dared to ask Thoma as it had been a reasonably personal topic, and they weren't sure who they could ask safely. But Thoma's face dropped to seriousness at the mention of Kazuha's lover, contrasting his usual upbeat personality.

"As you know, the vision hunt decree caused many to flee, including Kazuha," the man started " However, (y/n) stayed for multiple reasons, but since he was Kazuha's lover, the vision hunt committee soon came after him, specifically the army general Kujou Sara, but when he refused to let her know about Kazuha and refused to give up his vision she executed him." He finished seething in rage at Kazuha's name, shocking the traveller.

"You hate Kazuha, don't you? You know he doesn't know that his fiance is gone?" The traveller questioned with big eyes.

"Yes, I hate him, and I know he doesn't know, and I plan to keep it that way till he comes back." Thoma seethed this was the little revenge he could get for you even though he knew you wouldn't want that; it was more for himself. The traveller nodded quickly, putting together your story, Thoma feelings for you, and his hatred for poor Kazuha. Who didn't even know of your death. But within weeks of the travellers' arrival, the Crux and its crew arrived in Inazuma again. Kazuha immediately snuck to your guy's house, trying to go undetected. But upon his arrival at your house, he found nothing. It looked like it had been abandoned for a while. His heart dropped as he rushed to the Kamisato estate, fearing to find Thoma living the life he wanted with you; that was his default fear. So as he arrived, seeing Thoma outside alone sent some relief to him but not entirely; after all, you could be at your job running your flower shop or at home, anywhere, but still with Thoma.

" Thoma, greetings." He yelled out as he approached the other man. Only to notice a change in Thoma's aura, and Thoma's playful atmosphere turned to one of anger.

" Kazuha", the man spoke swiftly with a sharp inhale, signalling to him something was amiss.

" H-hey, where is (Y/n)?" Kazuha questioned so softly it even shocked him how weak his voice was.

" Follow me," Thoma said, tilting his head before walking at a swift pace. Kazuha quickly trailed behind with a lump in his throat. Many questions flooded his head as he barely paid attention to the direction he was heading. He only faintly recognized everything but wasn't paying attention despite his gut feeling he should. Before he knew it, Thoma had stopped. Kazuha looked around quickly, noticing that he was by their maple tree. Why? Why did Thoma take him here?

" T-Thoma, w-why are we here?" He asked, stammering and leaving out the unspoken question that left a heaviness in the air. Where was (Y/n)? Thoma stepped to the side, facing Kazuha once again. What Kazuha saw made his heart fill with dread. In his lifetime, he had never felt something like this, the utter anguish; it felt like his heart had been stabbed thousands of times only to be left muted in silence. He had only ever felt a similar pain when his friend died but even with how horrible that was, this was worse. Guilt and anger burned through his veins. He found himself staring at the bottom of the tree trunk with an inscription.

Here lies

(Y/n)(L/n)

A loyal friend and lover.

May Celestia watch over his soul in eternity.

xxx-xxx

Kazuha dropped to his knee’s sobbing. But anger was clearly present; nothing was wrong with his love that would cause death unless someone else had been involved.

"How?" He gritted, turning towards Thoma once again.

“ Kojou Sara, she went after you only to find (Y/n), and someone had to pay the price.” The other male said coldly, eyes full of daggers going straight through Kazuha.

“ Here you go though I guess you deserve it somewhat or at least (Y/n) would want you to have it.” Thoma continued taking the cloudy grey vision out of his jacket pocket before walking up to Kazuha, placing it into his hands, and leaving Kazuha alone with his thoughts once again. Kazuha was sent into turmoil; he debated on getting revenge but had decided against that as the general was only following the law; he ultimately decided to do nothing but honour the memory of his beloved.

So there, Kazuha sat. Everyday he would go to the tree and take care of their maple tree. He would talk endlessly to (Y/n) before leaving just when midnight finally hit, only to be back there when dusk arose. He never indeed left, and neither did his heart. The man slowly grew older and older, waiting for the day he would return to his love. Then one day, he hobbled over to the tree laying underneath with his hand pressed upon the inscription.

“ Hey, my love,” he stated very affectionately before continuing “you won’t have to wait any longer.” And with that, the man’s rough breathing slowed as he closed his eyes, taking his final soft breath. And he was right (Y/n) didn’t have to wait any longer; neither of them did.

Also, if you want a slight blooper courtesy of Bart:

#x male reader #genshin impact x male reader #male reader insert #male reader #kazuha x male reader #angst #slight fluff

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shoyastars · 1 month

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Mistin Malice

Blast to the Past

Please remember that the fandom of Binary Star Hero isn’t for children, therefore no children are allow to interact or come in contact with the game or creator CONCRETEPARASITE. The game is intended for adults and should respect the the choices of the creator. Thank you for reading this and we can now continue.

A faint memory comes and takes form in a dream for Mistin, a time from when they were they’re young villain self, still helping with the debt, still “avoiding” the hero’s eyes. Remembering good and bad times, especially their first love {other than Double Vision} she was kind at first… then things went sour….

“What do you mean you’ll leave as soon you’ve payed off your debt?!” The familiar woman in front to the silver eyed Villain known as Dusk. Mistin sighed, turning to their girlfriend.

“Ellie, it was a promise I made to myself when I started this with my brother… once I’m done, I’m out of here…” Mistin crossed their arms and lean against the wall, as their girlfriend otherwise known as Ellie, sighs in frustration. “Mistin I thought you’d be smarter than that, what if you end up where you are again?!” Mistin being taken aback from her words, feeling a bit conflicted.

“I thought you would be smarter but noooo of course not….” Her tone was of disappointment, a tone Mistin used to be very…. Confused, sad….. and…..

“What makes you decide wether I stay or not? I thought we both hated being small time villains?”

“Yes I do! I want to go out big! Something that WE could possibly make of ourselves!” Mistin and her had different goals, in that moment they knew telling her was a mistake….. and later on it was….

“Ellie, trust me… if we go further down the path you’re suggesting….”

“It will make us unstoppable! It will make us more powerful, more feared, more- more!”

“Crazy….”

“You don’t know that….”

“That’s how it all ends, that’s how lives end, my father told me himself! You don’t know what you’re doing!” Mistin grabbed onto her shoulders and shook her a big, in that result she slapped them. Mistin feeling the sting upon their cheek, they looked at her, her gaze looked nothing like the woman she loved….. she looked…. Lost, crazed…… hungry for…

…….Blood……

Few months later they’d be in situation with unexpected events that changed their views upon their own life, and how they’d proceed forward… Ellie soon betrayed Mistin trying to kill them, but instead…. Mistin had Ellie at gun point.

“Mist- Mist! H-Hey! You still love me r-right? I know you would t wanna kill me hehehe!…. Right?…”

“Did, but then you pulled this shit…. I really should just kill you, one shot would do the trick…..” Mistin would hold the gun firmly against their ex lover. As Ellie would hold their wounded arm that was cut open by the knife Mistin would usually use for their own ability, cutting themself to make mist, mist that would easily make people weak of mind and fall down no problem, knocking them out like a light. The deeper the cut the better the effect, the longer the cut the longer it lasts….. no shit it hurt like a bitch… but nothing hurts more than someone you deeply care about fucking up everything…. Just for power….

“You’re not serious! You’re nothing without me! YOU REALLY THINK THIS WILL BE THE BEST OPTION?!”

“No…. This is.” With that they knocked her out with the gun. Leaving a slight cut on their head, from how hard they hit them with the gun. Deep down they’d feel guilty for doing something like that, but now show no remorse whatsoever…. Mistin would then go and call the police, their girlfriend was responsible for small heros going missing, her name would be known as the hero killer, when she was arrested, she was assumed dead by their father’s knowledge… somehow her father not being a villain, knew more about both hero and villain world…. About the NAHA, and about the many villains that have been hunted and killed by the heros…. They’re father never had told them how they knew this information nor did their mother… but their mother was honest about having a long line of villain succession. Mistin would never want to be any of the two…. Wanting a normal life more than anything now, they were determined to get out as fast as possible….

One day while Mistin was coming back to compete their robbery from a house only to hear painful grunts and impacts of punches and kicks, they knew the voice and rushed over, Creed on the floor their nose bleeding and heaving in pain, while their older brother stood there watching as Double beat them up.

“STOP! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING STOP!” Mistin would run over pulling Double off of Creed, checking on their little brother was frightened and unable to move, trembling on the floor. Their older brother… looking at double than them.

“Creed was considering leaving the squad…. If anything… that’s treason… isn’t that right double?”

“Something like that… he’s just lucky I don’t have anything sharp, would’ve made it real quick… or slow…”

“You… HE’S OUR BROTHER WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?”

“He’s learning a lesson! Whoever has any thoughts upon leaving, is going to learn… it’s not so easy…. To escape… to live the way they want….” With that they looked at they’re brother, they saw the familiar look in his eyes, a hunger, for power, for something worse… this villain lifestyle…. It’s becoming more and more clear that this was not the way to live, the further you go down the road, the further your driven to become something worse….. Mistin wonders if this goes for hero’s to…. But except, it corrupts they’re supposed self righteousness….

“Leave Creed out of this, anything that happens, I’ll be responsible…” they helped up their brother, having him lean on them while Mistin leads them to a more comfortable place. They’re brother scoffed and turned away to talk to double. Doubles eyes not escaping Mistin’s presence as they left…

Later finding a possible scholarship for Creed in the city, Mistin knew this would help him greatly…. So they worked tooth and nail to help him go through with it. When done, and managed to get him out of the villainous lifestyle, Mistin soon was able to finally leave on their own as well…. But not before doing one last house robbery together. He’d help with the bags and load them in the car, while they take some time to breathe.

“God this mask is suffocating….” Mistin would be about to take off their mask, but suddenly hear a little…

Meow

Mistin looked down upon the little cat as they came out of the shadows. Mistin couldn’t help but kneel down, the mask untouched, remaining on their face.

“It’s ok, you can come here.” Mistin let out their hand while the little cat walked over sniffing their hand, then rubbing their head against their hand. Mistin would pet them gently. They would then sit on the ground as the cat would then hop into their lap, making them nervous. They then proceeded to pet the cat regardless… the cat purring as Mistin eased up..

“Little Late for you to be wondering about little kitty… wonder why you’re out and about.” The cat would then paw at the side of the mask making it come off despite the reinforced sides being made of strapped leather. Mistin let out a genuine laugh, not knowing a Bleched Blonde hero be watching from afar, seeing their genuine laugh bringing a smile to their face…. They decided to take a picture, but forgot the flash was on.

“What- who’s there?” When Mistin looked up they didn’t see anyone, the Hero managed to escape the gaze of the small Villain. The cat then meowed and Mistin still looking in that direction, wondering if the flash was real or not.

“Mist! C’mon! What’s going on?”

Their brother Creed called out as they came over, noticing the cat, he then kneeled down to pet the cat.

“Hey there. Hm? Did you injure yourself little one?”

He then took the cat in their arms and looked at the little scrap on their paw, the cat looking a bit taken aback by the sudden contact. He then reached in his pocket still holding the cat. Taking out a small bandage. Wrapping it around the injured paw.

“There you go! Good as new. Be more careful alright?”

“Creed it’s a cat, I don’t think it will understand you..”

“Worth a shot.”

He put down the cat gently and the cat walk away a bit before looking back. Creed waving at it, before it left. They both then left in the car.

Few days later Crees left for the college scholarship… and Mistin left to work hard to get out of the struggle of the villain lifestyle… to get out of the life of madness…. When they did, they knew they had to get they’re parents far away, but for they’re older brother, they knew he’d be pissed that they secretly got they’re little brother and themself out of the night crew…. And out of the life of a villain…. But they didn’t care…

The first thing they did was get a job, the few times they were released from their job due to alien attacks and the building being destroyed, some due to The bosses being assholes and Mistin didn’t want any part of the whole thing… so when they were in the street and got called over by Hailey for a job interview. They weren’t at all expecting to actually see their brother Creed, but regardless they took the job. They weren’t expecting the job to be… enjoyable… and somewhat…. Peaceful. They had their laughs, they’re annoyances, the downsides, the upsides, the normal life they so craved… everything felt normal… they started to enjoy the littlest of things while they could before they’re villainous life caught up to them, weather it be a book, a drink, a day near the water, a simple walk, to a simple conversation…..

Ray…. Something about him was…. Not normal but… somewhat normal… but lost… lost within himself… battling something within himself… as if he’s… trying to understand, like something they haven’t experienced before yet want to understand… Mistin felt connected with him, weather it be on a personal level or a physical one. A connection they never felt possible…. Feelings they thought they wouldn’t be able to feel again after Double and Ellie. Ray felt more comfortable and safe, despite the possibilities of danger around him… They… felt safe… despite the danger ever so close, many villains call a Monster while citizens call a Hero of the Stars… in their eyes they were neither…

They were Ray…

Ray was someone they got to know, someone to bond and converse with… someone to hold, someone to touch, someone to laugh with….

Someone to Love

They loved him…. Despite the trauma despite everything…. They loved him… they didn’t care for the oh so famous Binary Star…. They Loved and Cared for Ray.

Despite knowing him only for a short time, they want to know more about him, they want to grow into something healthy and Beautiful together. If it’s with him, it’s ok.

Within the dream they try to hold his hand… but something it making it impossible, like when you try to connect an opposite magnet to another, suddenly they’re pulled away from him into the darkness…

They wake up in a cold sweat they’re breathe unstudied, they cover they’re mouth. Trying to calm down. They look over to Ray, they were asleep, they reached one of they’re hands to his and touched his hand with they’re own. They laid back down with him, as they felt they’re hand with his, and he felt theirs, a gentle hold on both of their hands, they felt more confident, more sure, they would be willing to stick by him till the very end.

Or at least till they both die…

Maybe in another universe they could both have normal lives…. But right now, sleeping in the same bed together, they still felt safe…

More sure about this…

About them…

Even if he’s a Hero.

They’re going to stick by him…

To be continued

✨Thank you for Reading. I hope I wasn’t too over the top… feel free to comment! I’ll take any constructive criticism, thank you again for reading! Have a lovely day, night, or afternoon! ^^✨

#binary star hero #binary star hero vn #binarystarhero #oc

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jinx-on-mars-19xx · 7 months

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A Hell of an Identity Crisis

Not Natural ✨ The Devil's Trap ✨ Holy Water ✨ The Demon's Altar ✨ Midnight Meeting ✨ The Hunter's Trap ✨ Sharp Secrets and Bloody Blades ✨ A Hunter's Beast Tamed ✨ No Chick Flick Moments ✨ Witches, Bitches, and Beasts ✨ Cursed or Not ✨ Poison Lips and True Love's Kiss ✨ Swallowing Hard Truths ✨ Salt and Burn ✨ Five More Minutes

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: SPN inspired, ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats), demon Kells, hunter Dom, plot heavy, surprise character, teasing, mentions of sex, needy grumpy Dom, Dom wishing his life were more fantasy, mentions of blood drinking, weaponry, talks about feelings, boys having to be honest, mentions of death, Big Feels, mentions of mpreg, secrets revealed, allusions to sexual assault (not them), boys not so secretly in love ⚰️ rating: mature

The visage of a crumbling factory of sorts loomed above the pair as they slowed the car to a stop. The Men of Letters Bunker had been quite a drive to find. Dom was driving of course and grumbling about having to, but he wouldn't let Kells behind the wheel yet. "Don't look like much." The boy muttered as he switched the car off and sat back to stretch. Keliphos got distracted when he raised his hips and twisted them, as if he were searching out some deep pop but nothing came. He hated seeing his human uncomfortable but any time he attempted to help he was shot down with jade glares or at times a quick swat of his hand.

"Would you want your collection of the most magical objects in the safest place in the world to look like it houses all that shit?" Kells offered a snarky explanation and the kid shrugged.

"Well maybe 'ere should be like… a mirage? People who deserve to see it see summat else?" Dom huffed back, reaching for his coffee but every sip turned his stomach. They hadn't exactly slept much the night before, they'd spent too much time fucking since their lazy play the morning before and not enough time actually relaxing. He didn't regret it but he was certainly feeling the drain. Or maybe he just felt off because they hadn't started their morning with pleasure. The devil had teased he was getting spoiled and should learn how to edge but that was never on his list of kinks. He liked instant gratification, not a drawn out game. He'd been starving since he opened his eyes like he was every morning anymore and even though he kept snacking on actual food, none of it helped.

"Anyone ever tell you how nerdy you are?" The nephalem asked, turning sideways and inching closer to his partner.

"I like 'Arry Potter. Don't be an arse, you." The Hunter replied. He couldn't help his love of fantasy or his annoyance of their paranormal world not having all the cool quirks. Twice the transphobia and less than half the mystics- it's was bollocks if you asked him. "Fuck did you do to me back ya wanker?" He added when he tried stretching again but it was to no avail. It just seemed he'd feel like hell without his demon's bodily fluids and he certainly saw the irony- he just didn't like it.

Keliphos rolled his eyes and a small laugh escaped him. He pushed a hand between the seat and his lover's sweat wet t-shirt and searched out where the pain was coming from. Dom sighed in relief as healing heat radiated through his spine but it didn't fix everything. "I didn't do anything, you're the one that crawled on my face to ride it. Not my fault you hump too hard."

"Actually-" Dom started to retort but his beast's dark chuckle slid over his skin and made him shiver. His tongue flicked over his suddenly dry lips and he had to swallow a whimper. How the fuck had he let someone find so much control over him?

"Thanks Domie, but-" Kells gently tapped a finger against his omega's chin and turned him until they were staring each other down. With the full weight of that heavy needy gaze he pressed forward and laid a gentle kiss to the punk's plush lips. Their breath caught, it was that easy to affect each other but before he got sucked in he gave them an inch of space between. "You needed to appear more human and I don't know if my blood is too strong inside you. I swear you can drain me later, alright?"

Dom could almost feel his pupils blowing at the promise and he licked his lover's flavor from his lips before nodding slowly. "Alright. Let's get 'is shite over wiv."

Keys and weaponry were pulled from the car and hidden in different spots on their bodies before they ventured closer. The building felt menacing in a way but somehow also not at all. It looked like you could touch the wall and get tetanus but it also had a pull emanating from it that called to Kells more intensely than any place besides Tom's. He didn't assume Dom was feeling it but when he glanced to him the kid was rubbing his abdomen with a scowl on his brows. "You good?" He asked, his hand reaching back to check on the Hunter. He hadn't meant to step in front of him protectively but it just happened.

"Yeah. Jus' a lil… I dunno." Dom sighed back, he wasn't sure if he was nauseous or nervous but his belly felt full of strange butterflies. He felt drawn to the place in front of them but the back of his mind said it wasn't okay that he could feel it. It was supposed to be null to humans, though he felt something at his best friend's home as well. "Probably me curse." He explained, nodding as if he were trying to convince himself just as much as his alpha.

"Yeah, maybe." Keliphos tried to help ease the worry he could feel from his bitch as he took his hand and pulled him down a flight of stairs. He knew enough about the place to know where the entrance was. He and Tom had pooled their knowledge and since the witch had helped build it they had the blueprints pretty well understood.

The door when they reached it looked normal enough but the key Kells pulled from his pocket was certainly something that could fit right in Diagon Alley. It was old and wooden, spell work etched into it, and it was about the size of his palm. He offered it to the human just in case the magical warding didn't like demons but Dom was shaking as he took it. Their witchy friend had worked protection spells around them both, something that matched the wards of the old bunker. They were both hoping the Hunter's that had lived there hadn't changed the magic too much but those boys had been known for starting trouble. "'Ere goes nuffin." Dom sighed, turning the key and pushing the heavy door open. Surprisingly it didn't creak ominously but he didn't know what to expect.

The first set of stairs seemed almost normal but they took them slowly, Kells leading the way until they reached the actual entrance door. That too opened smoothly and it hit him how well cared for the home was. For all it held the place was exactly that- a home to the homeless heroes. He always thought the Winchester's egos had been slightly inflated but at the same time… he had to admit they were that. "Well fuck." Dom whispered as they walked into the first area and down the stairs. The room was filled with equipment from long ago, tables with maps, and walls lined in just as many books as Tom's house.

The table they stopped in front of had letters etched into the top that had Dom pausing. He'd heard stories of course but it was starting to hit him where he was. His fingers traced the initials written with blades and emotions he didn't fully understand welled up inside him. "We should…" The demon trailed off. He wanted to get moving, he was sure some of the Winchester's old friends had alarms for the place. Whether heaven or hell he knew someone was watching and he didn't want to test pissing anyone off. He couldn't push the kid though, he could sense some intense feelings rolling off him and he stepped closer, wrapping his arms around his lover.

"I'm alright. It's jus' strange, yeah? Regular people don't know. It jus' makes ya wonder 'ow long the legend lasts. Is tha' it? Will me memory jus' be me name carved somewhere and two immortals occasionally finking about me? 'Ow long before you and Tom forget…" He trailed off but the devil held him tighter.

"You're not going anywhere bitch, you think I'd let you go so easily? Nah. You're stuck with me now." Kells purred back, nuzzling his cheek to the kid's wild hair. That scared voice broke his heart even though he still wasn't sure he had one.

Dom started to say something back but the lights turned on all around them and their instincts kicked into overdrive. Dom had his newly acquired angel blade at the ready and Keliphos pulled one of his guns. He caught an eye roll from his partner but they were both too focused on their surroundings. "Hello Keliphos, Dominic. I mean you no harm. We felt the wards crossed and I just wanted to check who it was." A deep rasped voice filled the room before a man stepped out from the shadows. He had chocolate brown hair and blue eyes to rival the demon's though Dom wouldn't say it out loud. The man was wearing a trench coat and a soft smile and the nephalem couldn't believe his eyes.

"Castiel? But- you-" He couldn't think of the polite way to ask 'didn't you get devoured by the Empty?' but thankfully the angel understood.

"You can imagine how often I hear that. Yes, I was taken but I was saved. Rewarded I suppose, after everything. That's not why you came here though, was it?" They could both tell he didn't exactly seem like he wanted to talk about it. Even though Dom was dying to hear- the story was a bit legendary in the small queer hunting community, he knew better than to push. They were here for a favor technically.

"Angel to angel, we need the Colt." Keliphos explained without saying too much. He didn't trust other people around his boy.

Castiel stepped closer, his trench coat swishing around him. They put their weapons away, it didn't seem like he was there to attack- not physically at least. When he stood only a few inches away he took the demon's hand. "But you're not just an angel are you? Just like he's not just a boy. Tell me Keliphos, do you do this for love or revenge?"

The nephalem's brows furrowed but he tried to meet the angel's eyes. Fuck. He'd heard he was intense but it seemed worse. Blunt bastard. "Uh- revenge?" He meant it as a statement but it came out more a question that made the other man smile.

"I see lying to yourself is still part of the Hunter's manual." Cas was seemingly cracking a joke to himself but they were both too nervous to try and laugh. He nodded after a moment and dropped his hand, taking Dom's next. The devil had to fight himself not to growl.

"Dominic, do you do this for love or revenge?" He asked again and the boy could feel something under his skin. It felt like the angel was searching out his soul, looking through every atom that he was made up of just to find the truth.

Jade eyes flicked to the beast before dropping to the ground. It took him a moment to speak without stuttering. "It started as revenge. Astaroth killed me family and cursed me. The bastard ruined me life but now… now I know he's done so much worse."

"Do you still hate what you call a curse?" The angel pried a little deeper, his hands still wrapped around Dom's.

After watching his lover gripped by so many emotions all day Keliphos had to wonder if Dom was in heat. Even as he stood talking to Castiel he looked on the verge of crying and Kells almost called an end to it all but they were so close. So fucking close.

"I-" The Hunter's voice broke, his eyes welling with hot tears.

"Some might see it as a blessing. You remind me of one of my brothers actually. He was an omega who wanted to fight instead. He always hated what he was and called it a curse from our Father. Perhaps for him it was after all, he was stolen for exactly that reason but he told me…" Cas trailed off, his gaze flicking between them both. "I saw him after he was taken and he told me he finally understood love. That he knew our brothers and Father didn't know true love because as a mother- he finally felt how pure and strong it could be." He cleared his throat, staring off in the distance before he shook himself out of it. "You have that chance as well and I wonder if you still see it as a curse?"

Dom thought for a moment but before he could speak Kells did. "It doesn't matter, you seem to know enough about us so you should know-"

"Yes, I know what happened to you. I'm talking to your Hunter." It wasn't rude or dismissive exactly but the devil's eyes went wide anyway before he huffed and crossed his arms.

"I- no. I don't fink so. I mean… I don't want it to change when we kill Astaroth. I don't want Kells to leave if-"

"You have got to be kidding me-"

"Luv, shut up." Dom snapped before continuing. He was already tearing himself open, he didn't feel like fighting his lover. "I know we can't… but Tom said maybe he could 'elp after every'fin is settled. I don't want to change now. It feels… right wiv 'im. I want revenge for Kells, for me family, for the fact tha' we may never 'ave our own because of Astaroth. I want revenge for 'is mum and Ramiel. Any person he did it to. So… I do it for revenge for love." Dom took a deep breath after his little rant and felt himself shaking. When he met Castiel's eyes they were soft and smiling again.

"Did we pass your fucking test?" Keliphos grumbled. The knowledge that Dom was even thinking about wanting a family and he couldn't give it to him hurt. He didn't mean to snark the angel but he couldn't help it. Why did he have to fuck with them like that?

"You remind me of someone who used to live here. Answering all emotional situations with anger only hurts yourself, nephalem. Take care you don't push everyone away when you have what you need." The angel sighed, looking to the etching on the table. Without another word he vanished, the sound of rustling wings the only thing left.

"Great, you pissed off our 'elp. Fantastic job alpha." Dom growled, lacing his lover's title with sarcasm.

"I didn't mean to! He was touching you! I didn't like it. Plus-" His words were cut off by the angel reappearing and he was thankful. He might have been too honest in explaining how much it hurt him to know he couldn't give Dom what he wanted.

"Here, the Colt. It has been remade but tested I believe. Take it and avenge everything you have lost." Cas held a box out to Kells and he took it gratefully. He wanted to check the contents but that seemed rude given everything.

"Hey um… what happened to your brother?" The demon didn't mean to ask so bluntly but he couldn't help wondering. How many angels had his father stolen?

A confused look crossed the angel's face before he gave a wistful smile. "You would know better than I do. We thought Ramiel had fallen with Lucifer but I found him sometime later. He had been stolen by something we didn't have a name for at the time- you know before your father called himself a demon he was something else altogether. He had a young child with him. I believe he had been hiding with the help of the fae realm because he called the child 'Col' or, 'little creature'." He paused, tilting his head a moment. "I suppose my brother was just as literal as I was once. Ramiel loved that boy dearly. I… I never felt his death but I assume that's what happened to him." Cas looked pained by the thought but Kells could understand that, the guy had lost a lot over the years.

"I'm sorry Cas." He offered softly but almost growled when his lover stepped closer to the other man to give him a quick hug.

"Fank you Cas, you been a big 'elp. We'll bring it back if ya want, when we done."

"As long as you keep it safe we don't mind. Dean said- 'As long as it's kicking some demon ass like it's supposed to be.'" He quoted the human exactly- with air quotes at the wrong time and they all chuckled. Dom couldn't help seeing what Castiel had said, Kells did seem to have a kinship with the Hunter.

They said their 'see you later's, alluding to a future they didn't know for sure would come to pass but they didn't want to think it'd be the last time they'd ever see him. He gave them a few more things from around the bunker to help, all of it contained in a bag that felt well used and smelled like gunpowder and whiskey before he walked them to the door. Cas made sure the key was safely in the devil's pocket after he closed the door behind them and looked up to the sky. "I'm being summoned." He rolled his eyes but shook both their hands with a smile. When they turned back to the car he spoke one last time. "He wouldn't have given you up without a fight Col, he loved you fiercely just as you will love yours. If Ramiel is still alive your father may have him. Find him or at least find out the truth before using that weapon please." And with that he left them both dumbfounded and staring at each other.

Dom had known. Somewhere deep down he'd known, he was sure of it. Keliphos however would have ignored the possibility at all cost because knowing his mother's name made him all the more real. The nephalem was trembling as he walked the rest of the way to LuLu and his lover helped him inside. The fake leather was so hot it almost burned his skin but the pain helped ground him. His omega crawled into his lap to try and help even more. There was a new voice in his head that was almost louder than the boy's for a moment, a long buried memory that he thought had been carved out of him in hell. Bright blue eyes and long soft dark hair flashed in his mind so strong he could almost feel his tiny fingers curling in it. He had a name that wasn't a curse. He had been loved once. He wasn't hopeless. Was he? "Col." The memory hurt his heart but his partner brought him back with gentle kisses and loving soft touches.

"I've got you. Jus' breave. Wha' do you need?" The kid asked.

Kells squeezed the box tighter until the corners hurt his hands and grounded him. When he could finally see the world around him and breathe again another memory hit him. Tom giving him a look when Ramiel was mentioned. "Home. We need to go home. I'm okay, I just… I'm okay." He tried to soothe the nervous Hunter as he slid from the devil's lap and took his seat.

The beast waited a moment before thinking 'fuck it' and he laid out across the seat. His back was on the faux leather with his head in Dom's lap, turned sideways so he could scent his skin and nuzzle under his shirt. Sunlight and honey soothed his pain as the car started moving and the kid pet through his hair. He had a few questions for their witch friend but Tom was fast becoming family so there had to be a reason. He couldn't piss off the guy who was going to help them someday but shit- Tom owed them after that. Kells has another name and maybe a family. But… he had that already didn't he? Dom was his family. He could handle anything they learned about Ramiel as long as he had him and that more than anything proved the angel's point. It was love he was fighting for, not revenge. Fuck.

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Well that was a plot heavy chapter! I hope you enjoyed it! So Ramiel is his mom, did anyone realize already? Why did Tom seem to know but not tell them? Why can Dom feel the magic of the bunker? How will they find out about Ramiel? Why was he hiding with the fae? How will Kells handle the news? Keep reading to find out! Thank you so much 🖤⚰️

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