#i need to study in beautiful places or else i wont focus

[yoduro-d-aluminio]

I know excellence is a trap but I have a validation kink

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#alternative girl #chaotic academia #girl blogging #prague #i am so fucking tired #tired academia aesthetic #excellence or sth #excellence is a trap but i have a validation kink #i need to study in beautiful places or else i wont focus #study blog #studyblr #studyabroad #study aesthetic #sticky notes are supposed to work i guess #study at home

[robininthelabyrinth]

First time submitting prompts, fairly new follower. Love your writing!

NHS and LWJ friendship. Subtle and maybe people other than their big brothers don't see it and it shocks people when they find out. Mostly Canon compliant?

Associates - Part 3 - ao3, pt 1, pt 2

In the end, it was Lan Wangji who went to get Wei Wuxian, rather than wait patiently for him to return of his own free will as he had originally intended.

It had been Nie Huaisang’s idea, after nearly a year of Wei Wuxian travelling – they’d never actually pursued the jealousy idea he’d initially suggested on account of it being a terrible idea, Lan Wangji’s temporary moment of insanity in even considering it aside. It had come up seemingly apropos of nothing, one day when the two of them were working together in Lan Wangji’s study, Lan Wangji filling out the paperwork in his graceful handwriting as Nie Huaisang flittered around solving problems – he preferred pacing as he thought, which perhaps explained his reluctance to work on documents despite his beautiful calligraphy, and all the marching around made him, in some moments, look remarkably like his elder brother, something Lan Wangji deliberately refrained from ever mentioning.

“You need to go pick him up,” Nie Huaisang had suddenly said, in between planning out the next discussion conference and explaining why a seemingly minor dispute regarding shifting the boundary line near the Yuncheng Bao sect by a single li could have catastrophic consequences for the Jin sect’s long-term stability. “I know you’re afraid of giving the impression that you’re trapping him and restraining his freedom, but that’s your problem, not his. He wants to be asked.”

“Does he?” Lan Wangji had asked, finishing the sentence he was on and putting down the brush. Some things took priority above night-fishing rights near a contained Waterborne Abyss, no matter the new head of the Laoling Qin sect might think.

“Mm, yes. He’s been taking a lot of night hunts in the immediate vicinity of Gusu, close but never too close…Lan Zhan, he’s hinting that he wants you to chase him.”

“Pride?”

“A bit, maybe? Mostly I think it was his position in Yunmeng Jiang, where the former Sect Leader Jiang wanted him and Madame Yu didn’t, so his status was always that slightest bit uncertain. Here and now, he wants to know that he’s really welcome…don’t give me that look! He knows he’s welcome, you’ve made that clear, but making you be the one to ask is just another way to ensure that it’s actually true.”

And so Lan Wangji had gone to where he’d heard that Wei Wuxian was night-hunting, flying down on Bichen when he saw him walking with Lil’ Apple along a mountain path – he called his name, and Wei Wuxian had turned and smiled…

Wei Wuxian had come back with him.

More than that – he’d kissed him, he’d said he was staying with him, he’d agreed to marry him, to live their life together from then on.

They were officially engaged now, the auspicious date having been selected, Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling having demanded roles on the side of the bride – Wei Wuxian briefly protested being the bride, then realized that he was marrying into the Lan sect and promptly reversed course, announcing that he wanted all the trappings of being a bride, excluding the dress – and life was very, very good.

Unfortunately, a couple of weeks was about as long as the cultivation world could hold off on needing its Chief Cultivator to be more than part time – he’d done a lot of the work in the mornings while Wei Wuxian was still asleep or when he was busy, and of course he had the system of delegation that Nie Huaisang had constructed for him and naturally Nie Huaisang himself helping out through his letters – and regretfully, Lan Wangji had had to return his full focus to his duties.

At first, it didn’t mark that much of a change: Wei Wuxian would bring projects of his own and they would work side by side, Lan Wangji already accustomed to the presence of another through all the work he’d done with Nie Huaisang, and Lan Wangji insisted that Wei Wuxian go out regularly with the juniors for night-hunts even if he himself could not. It all seemed fine, except only that Lan Wangji had the distinct feeling that he was missing something important.

It was only when the first big issue came up – a serious dispute between two small sects – that Lan Wangji realized what that was.

He sent a message to the Unclean Realm and waited.

Nie Huaisang arrived at the Cloud Recesses at the exact time one might expect if Nie Huaisang had received the message and left at once at top speed, accounting for the relatively slow pace he had when flying as a result of his mediocre cultivation.

Letter still crushed in his hand, he swept into the jingshi in his usual manner, all high drama and flash, wailing, “Lan Zhan! You betrayed me! You, of all people! My oldest friend!”

Lan Wangji, who had been expecting this, rolled his eyes.

Wei Wuxian, sitting in the desk he’d claimed as his own, looked up, startled. “Nie Huaisang?”

“Oh, hi, Wei Wuxian, congratulations on your engagement, has Lan Zhan shown you the present I sent? Probably not, he never does – Lan Zhan! Don’t think I’m letting you distract me with Wei Wuxian! You answer for this right away!”

He waved the crumbled letter at Lan Wangji.

“There is nothing to explain,” Lan Wangji said. “I requested your assistance in my capacity as Chief Cultivator.”

“You called me a spineless, gutless coward!”

Wei Wuxian made a choking sound.

“I sought to accurately characterize your recent behavior,” Lan Wangji said, and noted that Wei Wuxian’s choking noises got worse, although he did not actually appear to be in need of air. “Do you object?”

(There was something about Nie Huaisang’s company that reminded Lan Wangji irresistibly of being a child again, he had found, and it was only recently that he had begun to remember that as a child he had once had a tendency to bite. A pleasant rediscovery, even if the sharpness of his teeth were now expressed via paper and ink rather than through physical attacks.)

“You were the one who took a month off,” Nie Huaisang complained, a blatant lie given that Lan Wangji had been on partial duty for no more than two weeks, but dropped into his usual place at Lan Wangji’s side obediently enough. “Lan Zhaaaaaaan, don’t make me do work –”

Lan Wangji was going to say something about how it wasn’t like Nie Huaisang was doing any less work by doing his part in the Unclean Realm rather than being physically present in Gusu for consultations, he was just doing it less efficiently, but that was when Wei Wuxian coughed into his hand.

“Sect Leader Nie,” he said, with too much formality, but Nie Huaisang waved his hands at him querulously, clearly disapproving, and his shoulders relaxed a little. “Ah – Nie Huaisang. Since when do you call Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan? I thought you called him Lan-er-gongzi?”

“Oh, no, it’s been Lan Zhan since I was – what, seven or so?” Nie Huaisang said. “I wasn’t joking about him being my oldest friend, you know. We were just fighting back then, when you came for the lectures.”

Wei Wuxian blinked rapidly and turned to look at Lan Wangji, who nodded in confirmation.

They’d failed each other rather thoroughly back then, neither one being there for the other when they could have been. Nie Huaisang had not been wrong to observed that simply because he had always been free and open with his affections, Lan Wangji had assumed they would always be there to be resumed at a later time, without any need for maintenance – playing hot and cold, offering and receiving comfort and support at certain times, totally distant at others…it wasn’t until much later, when Lan Wangji emerged from seclusion, that he had needed Nie Huaisang again, and realized what he’d lost in the blank and disinterested glance of the boy he’d once thought of as his friend, who now seemed to visit the Cloud Recesses only in search of his elder brother.

They’d spoken in those intervening years, but it had always been light, superficial. Lan Wangji could have reached out a hand at that time, sought to resume their relationship, but he was consumed with his own grief, his own troubles, and out of respect for the face of his sect he had refused to share them; perhaps if he had, Nie Huaisang wouldn’t have done what he had done, would have relied upon him instead.

Perhaps things would have been very different.

It wasn’t until he’d finally swallowed his pride to ask Nie Huaisang for help with the overwhelming work of being Lan sect leader and Chief Cultivator both that they had broken through that distance once more. It had been difficult at first, readjusting their long-lost patterns to their adult behaviors, but they had slowly but surely fallen into a comfortable dynamic that suited them both.

“I had no idea,” Wei Wuxian said blankly. “You spend much time together?”

“Nie-xiong assists me in my duties,” Lan Wangji interjected before Nie Huaisang could spout something stupid about eloping, as he was sometimes wont to do. “He has been critical in ensuring that I am not overwhelmed.”

Wei Wuxian mouthed ‘Nie-xiong’, but what he said was, “You, Lan Zhan? Overwhelmed?”

Lan Wangji nodded. “My brother went into seclusion,” he explained. “As sect heir, I became responsible for the duties of sect leader of the Lan sect, and I had also accepted the post of Chief Cultivator.”

“And he didn’t have anyone else to help, so he came to me,” Nie Huaisang said cheerfully, ignoring how Wei Wuxian’s eye twitched. “I hope you don’t mind. It was very convenient a trade: I know plenty of things about being a sect leader – more than you’d think, I swear! – and Lan Wangji, as Chief Cultivator, can help me whenever someone tries to make something out of that awful business last year.”

There had been a few unfortunate sequelae to those events. Nie Huaisang’s role had never been officially confirmed, but somehow word had gotten out regardless and sects throughout the cultivation world were looking at Nie Huaisang in suspicion – less out of concern for Jin Guangyao, although there were a few that had especially benefited from his rule that were disappointed, than with an eye towards the future. The wise ones were afraid of his patience and planning, but far more were simply greedy, looking for a chance to finally uproot the notorious Headshaker now that his best protection, his brother’s two sworn brothers, were not there to defend him.

As he had promised, Lan Wangji had defied any attempts by others to do anything of that sort.

As he had promised, he would not change his mind or withdraw his support, no matter what Wei Wuxian said.

His shoulders tensed as Wei Wuxian looked over at him, his expression thoughtful. “I’m going to need to talk to Jiang Cheng,” he remarked, seemingly unrelatedly, and then said, “Well, I trust Lan Zhan’s judgment.”

Nie Huaisang had covered his face with his fan and was looking over it at Wei Wuxian. “You do? And here I thought you didn’t associate with evil…”

“Those are from Lan Zhan’s sect rules, not mine,” Wei Wuxian declared. “If he doesn’t judge you to be evil, who am I to say otherwise?”

Nie Huaisang smiled.

“We should talk more, sometime,” Wei Wuxian continued. “And hey, Nie-xiong, I don’t know if you still collect those books –”

“Oh, of course, Wei-xiong!” Nie Huaisang said enthusiastically. “Though you don’t need to ask for them from me. Lan Zhan’s built up quite a collection over the years.”

Lan Wangji sighed, even as Wei Wuxian spun to look at him with a predatory look in his eyes, not unlike a sighthound that had just fixed on its prey. “You do?”

“Nie-xiong has gifted me with many art pieces over the years,” Lan Wangji admitted. His ears felt as though they were on fire; they were undoubtedly red. “You may peruse them at your leisure.”

“At our leisure,” Wei Wuxian murmured, his eyes deeply intent. “I can’t wait to see what spring books you like best, Lan Zhan.”

Lan Wangji averted his eyes, feeling hot.

Nie Huaisang giggled and snapped his fan shut. “You don’t want to see the art I sent, Wei-xiong, trust me,” he cackled. “You want to see the pieces. Just ask!”

Wei Wuxian grinned and shook his head. “I think that’s a private discussion! Anyway, I’m going to go talk to Jiang Cheng – you two work on your Chief Cultivator stuff.”

“Your insight would be welcome,” Lan Wangji said, but Wei Wuxian waved a casual hand.

“Later, later,” he said breezily. “I don’t know either of those sects, I couldn’t possibly say anything intelligent – maybe next time you have a question. I look forward to working with you, Nie-xiong.”

“The feeling is mutual.”

Lan Wangji watched them smile at each other – still a little wary, but both clearly willing to attempt a renewal of their own friendship, even after everything – and his heart felt light.

The only thing, he reflected, that would make this perfect would be if Lan Xichen came out of seclusion.

But with Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian, and Nie Huaisang on the job, they’d be sure to figure out a way to do that soon enough.

He was sure of it.

#mdzs #lan wangji #nie huaisang #wei wuxian #my fic #my fics #associates #associates was actually supposed to be a one shot fic but then I saw this prompt after writing the first one and felt the need to continue #and here we are #ivydragon

[cosmiclatte28]

Strike! (Jaehyun x reader)

a/n : okaay soo this was almost from a real story :)) i twisted and improvised something that happened to me :p not important though, but please enjoy this scenario!

warning : none, i think this is save for everyone.. except if you have bad memories with bowling...

characters : you, Jae, and his friends (Yu,Tae,Johnny)

tagging @yutahoes (since she knew what happened) and @neopalette anyone else wants to be tagged in my works tell me :)

enjoy!!

Spring is happening, the flowers are blooming, and the sun has been staying up longer! Everyone’s toasting under the heat and hoping that summer can just come now. You personally enjoy the heat rather than shivering in the cold winter wind. It’s just that you don’t really have anyone to enjoy this beautiful weather with. Just like any other day, you got down from your room to look for dinner. The sun is still up and you choose to just use one of your jacket and plop into your shoes before locking the door and walking nicely to look for food.

You turn on your earphone, playing on some light music so you feel less lonely. It’s just that you have friends but today you don’t feel like eating with them. You’ve been to two classes today and worked on some homework, you noticed it’s time for a “me time”. So, with the sun shining warmly and you enjoying your afternoon walk you smile when you notice how many couples are walking around the campus.

You’re jealous, you wont lie. Come on, who’s not jealous to see cute happy couples walking under the sun and with the blooming flowers things just look like a scene from a movie. You personally slow down to think of which dining hall to visit today. You choose to go to the west side and see what menu they offer.

You don’t see much student there which make you settle quickly on pasta and have them wrap it up to go. Now, with your boxed food, you walk happily to go back to your room only to pause when there’s a sport car filled with hot guys zooming through you.

You notice a lot of people have their eyes glued on the car, or maybe the guys in it. You don’t know them, but one of them seriously looks cute. You locked eyes for a second and you swore you love him at first sight.

“Woah, last time there were girls zooming around in their opened-cabriole cars and now guys too. Guess summer is really near.” You shrug your shoulder and continue to walk.

You pass by the car again but this time it is parked and the four guys are just chilling around their cars. Sipping on some cold energy drinks while giggling and tossing light smiles to the people passing by.

“Who are you looking at young boy?” The man behind the wheels earlier nudges the boy who has his eyes glued on you.

“Um no one-“ he stammers before turning away to look at his feet and feeling his ears burn.

“Oh I see, some freshman I guess-“ the guy with a Japanese accent teases the younger boy.

“Where? I wanna see too!” the smallest one between the three extends his neck to look around.

Their actions bring the crowd’s attention, and you realize you should keep walking. Why were you stopping in first place?

So, without much thought you continue to walk down your road while humming to your music.

“Stop staring,” the guy who’s looking at his feet finally speaks up.

“Why Jaehyun? You’re shy?” The tallest, Johnny aka guy behind wheel, pokes his cheek.

Jaehyun turns red “Nah, I don’t know her. She just passed by and I locked eyes with her.”

“Don’t worry, if Yuta saw her he will know her name.” Taeyong puts a hand over Yuta’s shoulder “Right Yuta?” he asks to clarify his statement.

Yuta nods “If only you justified if that was the girl you’re staring, I may have her name tomorrow.” Yuta plays with his phone.

Jaehyun sighs “Come on, this school is big… there’s no way you’ll get her name.” he hugs his three friends’ shoulders and sighs “Guess that will be the first and last time I see her.”

Johnny clicks his tongue “So dramatic. Duhh, I know how to see her.”

Jaehyun’s eyes widen “How?”

Taeyong giggles “She went that way, there’s only three houses there. We can just hang around there and see her if she goes out of her building. It’s that simple Jae, don’t be so sad.” Taeyong pats his shoulder and jumps into the car.

“Come on, we have a bowling match tomorrow might want to practice a little bit before the game.” Taeyong calls his other friends into the car and once they’re all in, Johnny hits the road again with high speed to show off his car and the guys inside.

--

You finish your dinner and clean up your room already. In an hour or two, you’ll wrap up your task and readings then maybe take a rest because tomorrow is a big day. You got more classes to suffer and some dance class to attend.

Your mind flashes back the image of the cute guy seating in the back seat of the sports car earlier. His dimple, his carefree smile and his fluffy wind-blown hair looks perfect. Oh you really wish you can see him one more time.

He doesn’t look like he belongs in your major, man like him probably is an athlete or studies something related to business or sports.

“Come on come to your senses (y/n)! What are the odds he meet you again? Even if he sees you, he won’t notice or realize you’re there.” You try to burry your hope by reminding yourself boys like him belong to the pretty girls with long legs. Unlike you, totally you’re way out of his league.

That night you dream of a fortunate encounter with the mysterious guy and he gives you his name. Weird how you cannot remember his name at all when you wake up, but the day is running and you need to wake up and face reality. He is a prince charming and you’re no Cinderella.

--

“I told you, I can get her name by today.” Yuta proudly shows Jaehyun and the guys an Instagram profile.

“Wait whoah you really did.” Taeyong says after examining the profile picture because of the private account.

“How did you?” Jaehyun stops asking when his eyes accidentally spot you coming into the room.

“Am I seeing things or is she really here?” Jaehyun whispers to his friends and Johnny gives him a smack “Hurts? It’s real. I see her too.”

Yuta chuckles “Come on, I see her walking to this place and thought maybe she’s here this afternoon. So, I made a quick run through the participant list and look up one by one.”

“Thank you- but oh I am so fortunate to see her again.” Jaehyun is literally having his moment. If this is a drama he’d have romantic bgm and flower petals falling out of nowhere. But this is the bowling room in the campus and it’s far from romantic. Especially when the judge calls for the competitor to get ready.

“Good luck there bro, focus on the game not on the girl.” His friends tease him before leaving to sit in the spectator seat.

You tie your bowling shoes and pick out your own ball. Polishing it and feeling it with your hand before bumping into someone’s sturdy chest.

“Oh- sorry.” You mutter an apology before looking up and freezing in place when you lock eyes with the same man you’ve been dying to see again.

“You-“ he turns pink.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to bump you. Please don’t kill me.” You beg for him

He chuckles “I will not kill you, but if you want my apology…” he trails off and bends a little bit to see your face closer “Give me your name.”

You turn red now and you feel your face heat up “It’s (y/n)”

He smiles and reaches out his hand “Jaehyun, nice to meet you (y/n)” he shakes your hand and you grin. This is awkward…

“I saw you yesterday on the car. Nice car.” You whisper after both of you sit down to wait for your turns.

Jaehyun nods “Wasn’t my car sadly, but it’s my friend’s.” he points to the three guys enjoying pizza on the spectator bench. You only nod, his friends all look hot.

“So, bowling eh? Good at it?” you ask him when it’s almost his turn. Jaehyun stands up and wears his bowling glove “Good? I just pick this up as a new hobby and I join this to look for new friends.” He gets up to his lane and picks his ball before posing nicely and hits a strike.

You smirk, not bad. He has some talent.

Jaehyun returns after his turn is over and it’s yours now.

“What about you?” he asks

You sweetly smile “Watch and see,”

Jaehyhun notices how you change. Your posture is different, and your gaze definitely burns hole to the wall. He secretly has to control his heartbeat from going up when he sees you hit a strike.

You’re not a newbie, he notices that

“Great posture, accurate and precise.” Jaehyun offers a high-five and you take it.

“Well, thank you that came from years of practice. Pleasure to be your competitor tonight, I am (y/n) the school’s official bowling team leader.” You wink and Jaehyun feels his heart burst into million pieces.

How can you be so cute and so attractive at the same time? Plus what, you’re the bowling athlete team? Hot.

He sure is going to brag on you to his friends, but most importantly he’ll win your number first after the hot tight match. He’s glad Johnny forced him to sign up for this competition, and he’s glad he has the courage to talk with you.

“So, nice game and you’re really good.” Jaehyun nudges your shoulder when the game ends with you winning.

You grin “Oh yeah? Well, what do I get for winning?” you playfully tease him.

He knits his eyebrow for a while before grinning “Do you want my number? We can have lunch together or dinner someday.” He offers you his suggestion and you feel your cheek burns.

“Sure, yes I’d love that.” You gulp and type in your number to his phone.

“Okay, I’ll text you my number so you can save it.” He winks and turns his head around when his friends call him

“I got to go, do you want to go back to your dorm with us?” he offers you a ride but as much as you want to, you know not to accept rides from stranger easily.

You shake your head “I will go with them,” you point to a new group of friends living in the same building you just met earlier.

Jaehyun nods coolly “Okay, text me when you got home.” He points to your phone that lights up with a message from him.

You smile and wave your hand as you walk to the other friends “Bye Jaehyun! It was nice meeting you.”

Turns out yesterday was not the first and last time he sees you.

end

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[traekenimagines]

Explosions: A Theo Raeken Imagine

Request from Anon: hiiii ,i wanted to request an imagine where y/n and theo are secretly hurting cause after everything that happened theo apologized to everyone but her cause he knows she loves him but he doesnt know what he is feeling and knows he hurt her the most (cause they used to be really close friends since kids but there were always feelings ),so she wont even acknowledge his presence ,and theo cant stand it but tries to play it cool until he cant take it anymore and explodes in front of the WHOLE pack

Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 

Y/N was trying her hardest to hide what she was feeling. It had been two weeks since Theo Raeken had apologised to the pack for what he had done.

She hadn’t been there then and no attempt had been made on his part to apologise to her.

She should have hated him, but she couldn’t. Not when she loved him, not when she still couldn’t bear the thought of life without him. Even though her heart was hurting, she thought the best thing to do was to ignore him, to try and forget about him.

It was difficult. Really difficult.

She could see him talking to Scott in the library, could hear them discussing the latest threat in Beacon Hills. She tried to focus on Liam and Mason studying opposite her, tried to greet Lydia and Malia with a smile on her face as they made their way over to Theo and Scott.

She tried and tried to ignore him, but it was really difficult.

He had been her friend for so long, and she had fallen hopelessly in love with him. She had thought he felt the same way about her, but if the past fortnight told her anything, he didn’t care.

But then why was he looking at her like that?

“Okay, I admit that mistakes were made.” Theo was fighting back yet another insult from Malia about his planning strategies when it came to facing the newest threat to Beacon Hills. There wasn’t really any emotion behind his words, not when he could see Y/N studying.

They had been friends for so long, and he had fallen in love with her this time round. He knew she was hurting, and knew that he should have apologised to her to, but he couldn’t find the right words. How did you explain to someone that you had intended to turn their life upside down, but it was okay, because you loved them?

Theo couldn’t do that to her, for risk of hurting her more.

But now she was ignoring him, pretending that he didn’t exist, and it was killing him. He said his words loudly, hoping she would hear them, hoping she would look up at him, hoping she would get the point. He was sorry, he really was.

He just needed to her to look at him, to talk to him.

But she still didn’t look up, and Theo was pretty sure he was about to blow. He had played it cool for the past two weeks, but he wasn’t sure he could do so for much longer.

“Okay, I admit that mistakes were made.”

Y/N heard him, heard the intention behind his words. He wanted to hear her, wanted her to notice him. She wanted to look up, wanted to feel those fireworks in her chest that exploded every time she looked at him, but she couldn’t, couldn’t give in now.

And then, she heard something else.

“Oh for God’s sake, Y/N. Just look at me!” She looked up at that, at the anger, at the exasperation of Theo’s tone as her pack stared at her. She wasn’t quite sure what to say as Theo stalked over to her with determination, as those fireworks went off loud in her chest. “I’m sorry, okay?”

Theo was in front of her now, and his tone had softened as he took her hand in his. Y/N stared at it, not entirely sure what to do next. She figured the best thing would be to let him continue, her heart beating fast.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything to you. I just, I couldn’t. I couldn’t risk hurting you again.” He wiped a hand over his face. “I love you, okay? There, I’ve said it. I love you.”

Oh, well, that was unexpected.

Theo regretted the words the moment they came out of his mouth. He regretted exploding like that in the middle of the library of all places, in front of all her friends. He knew they were staring at them, but all he could think about was the fact that Y/N hadn’t removed her hand from his and she was looking at him with an expression he couldn’t quite name.

He should have said something, should have tried to backtrack, but the words were stuck in his throat.

Not that it mattered when Y/N leaned over and kissed him.

That certainly took him by surprise, but it didn’t take him too long to fall into her, into the feeling of his lips on hers. The scene faded and for a moment, it was just the two of them, and Theo swore he could hear fireworks exploding in the sky.

She parted from him, and smiled. “I love you too.”

“Well, thank God for that. Otherwise this would have been incredibly awkward.”

Y/N surveyed the scene, the pupils and the pack still staring. “Oh, I think it already is.”

But Theo didn’t care. Everything had been fixed with Y/N and that was the only thing that was important.

Just like those fireworks, those minute explosions, everything was beautiful.

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#teen wolf #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf imagine #theo raeken #theo raeken imagines #theo raeken imagine #theo raeken x reader #cody christian

[words-for-holland]

Christmas Admirers Teaser |T.H.

Pairing: Fratboy!Tom x Reader

Summary:  Tom Holland and Y/N have never crossed each other’s paths in the 3 years of their college career. but can a silly letter change all that? 

Loosely Inspired by Dash & Lily and every other cheesy Hallmark Christmas Rom-Com Movie out there. 

A/N: This wont be a series but this story is going to be really long when it’s done but tbh not sure if Im really like how its coming...Ha...ha.. But I’ll still do a taglist for this when it’s completed so feel free to add yourself if you’d like.

Taglist

Wanna Play a Game?

All it took was one bright red letter and four words to intrigue the most beloved, foreign exchange student of New York University, Tom Holland. If his name sounds familiar to you, then you already know the answer to the question that just popped in your head. Yes, not only was Tom Holland a well renowned actor, he was also a student exploring the wonders of college along with his best friend Harrison. Some say he was only attending to prepare for a role, others say he did it to have his fun with sorority girls, and a very small percentage believed he was actually trying to get his degree in theater. Whatever the reason, college life suited him well, being the head of the Beta Gamma Sigma Fraternity, living the bachelors life with a new girl around his arm every week, but it was all the same...until he found that red letter sticking out of an abandoned shelf in the Potter’s Library.

He remembered it clearly, the day he found it. Tom had reluctantly arrived at the Library assuming his mates would be there to actually study for an exam they had this upcoming week. Lord knows if they didn’t pass this final with at least a C this semester, they would surely relive the nightmares with Professor Gonpu in the next. Yet to no surprise, none of them came and ditched last minute as the pool of messages started to flood his phone.

“Great.” Tom muttered to himself as he took a seat at the far right corner of the library. The area was empty, and as he slouched on the wooden chair and pushed it back, the boy hadn’t realize how close to the empty shelf he was. With a single thud, came a small red letter floating above and gently making its way down to his lap. The inviting words peaked his interest, and while he checked both front and back for a name, the letter should have been addressed to...there was none. He unfolded it and read it to himself.

Do you want a play a game?

You seem like the type of person that has nothing better to do, so let’s make it a little more interesting. I wont tell you who I am, but if I deem you worthy...I just might.

Still with me?

I’ll give you five clues to figure out this location. Everything you need is here in the Library. And...if you even think about using that phone, you might as well put this letter back where you found it. After all.. you’re in a library and it’s got all the information you need. Ready?

Tom looked at it puzzled by the words. “Do people actually do this shit?”, he thought to himself. He continued to read on, examining each clue and the 5 lines next to them.

1. You’ll find your first clue, deals with a tragic romance. He had all the money in the world but never ends up with the one he loves.

“Too easy.” Tom smiled to himself as he quickly looked for The Great Gatsby. He referenced the red letter seeing only 3 spaces for the first clue. “Jay” he whispered to himself, as he triumphantly wrote out the words.

2. Know what else is more shitty than dying and not having the love your life? Writing a depressing poem about the love your life dying. Or as Poe would imagine, a beautiful maiden by the sea.

He smirked at the line, knowing fully well the poem that the mysterious letter was referencing, and quickly headed to the poetry section. Tom scanned the row of books, until the black book with white lettering caught his eye. Flipping through the broken pages, he found exactly what he was looking for. “In this kingdom by the sea, but we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee.” he muttered the lines, a smile slowly creeping up. Tom writes out the word “Lee” in the 3 lettered blank. “Tragic Romance, how typical.” he says to himself. Though his voice was laced with disinterest, it was Tom’s favorite poem, but he’d never tell anyone that.

It continued on this rhythm of deciphering clues and running around the Library like a chicken without a head to figure out what the letter wanted from Tom. He had been so focused that his plan to study for Gonpu’s final and meeting with the fraternity has completely flown out the window. As of now, Tom’s main priority was to find the answers to the letter’s puzzling challenge. Maybe, if he answered it, he would know who the mysterious writer was.

Then it happened. The last clue was solved, as Tom quickly wrote out the final word, examining his work and trying to make sense of what he found. There were no other instructions left on the letter which only made Tom more puzzled. It wasn’t a name. It wasn’t a thing. It was a place on campus. Jay Lee’s Coffee Lounge, the most serene coffee spot you’ll ever find in NYU. It offered all the essentials needed to focus and complete your work all with a side of great cold brew made in house. People say it’s NYU’s best kept secret, but really it’s because students will rarely go since it’s so out of the way.

He made it to the shop after thirty minutes, and stepped into the calm atmosphere. The smell of gingerbread lattes hit him once he opened the doors, and soft chatter between students filled the air. He looked around the area in hopes to find the person who wrote the letter. Perhaps they were waiting for him, but it was unlikely since Tom wasn’t even sure if the letter was written that same day. For all he knew, he could be wasting his time, and yet....it didnt feel like it. Almost as if he felt he was meant to be here.

“Mate, what are you doing here?!” Tom followed the robust British voice as he whipped his head to the counter. His best friend Harrison, dressed in a Jay Lee’s short sleeved shirt.

“Harrison? You...work here?” He asked voice filled with confusion. Not once did Harrison tell Tom about his side job. In fact it was almost offensive to think the blonde hair bloke would even it hide it from him.

“Yeah...I didn’t really tell anyone because well you know, it’s the last place people would expect a frat to be working in. Reputations and all...What about you? I didn’t think this place was your type of thing.” he asked.

“It’s not...” he paused for a moment, debating on whether to tell Harrison what he found. If it led Tom here, Harrison might know who wrote the letter. He hoped it was girl...God he really hoped it was. “Actually, I was at the library today waiting for you divs --”

“Oh yeah sorry mate.” Harrison looked at Tom apologetically.

“No, its fine really. But I found something interesting, and --”

“Tom, if it’s another blonde wannabe model, I --”

“Bloody hell, Harrison just listen to me. I..” Tom paused for a moment to quickly check his surroundings before pulling up the red paper. “I found this red letter. Made me go on bloody goose chase and led me here. You dont happen to know anything about this do you?”

Harrison took the letter and examined it thoroughly reading the lines word for word and the notes Tom made next to them. He was just as intrigued, but unfortunately shook his head, unsure of the answer to Tom’s question as well. “Sorry, Mate. I have no clue. Never seen anyone here writing out a red letter before.”

Tom held the letter, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Was this it? Did he really just waste a whole 3 hours in the library and 30 minutes worth of gas for nothing? “I just dont understand.” he muttered.

“Look if you really think the person that wrote this letter wanted you to be here, why don’t you just write a message in it and post it on the corkboard? Im working the entire week, so I’ll keep an eye on who grabs it and let you know.“

It didnt seem like a half bad plan, Tom nodded in agreement and grabbed a pen from his bag, writing his reply in the empty space, the mysterious writer was so kind enough to leave. He posted it on the corkboard, and turned back to his friend.

“Dont forget.” Tom pleaded.

“I wont mate.”

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine

[gaylonelydyke]

if it’s not too late, 12 for episodes and ships, and 17!

its never too late! thankyou for the ask 🥰 oo damn this is gonna be a hefty one, just to prepare you this is gonna be long 😅😅😅

spoiler alert for my friends who are finishing up season 2 rn, be careful if you look at my top five episodes, pay attention the the episode numbers, i will put [ ] in bold at the beginning and end of spoilers!

12. Top 5 ships

5. faith x myself because have you seen faith? shes such a babe! spare consensual kiss maam?

4. willow x oz, i dont know if this is an unpopular or not but i feel like if the 90s had been more accepting of term then willow wouldve been bisexual, but like even now tv shows will rarely let characters say that word :( but anyway i love them! theyre both quirky and kinda awkward but its such a sweet relationship and you really see how they go from awkward crushes to an actual deep relationship, oz is one of my favourite characters too what a dude!

3. giles x jenny, mlmxwlw solidarity in this bisexual couple! there is no an ounce of straight between them and i love it, i love their dynamic, i love that giles *respects women* (im staring daggers at xander rn), also the original girlboss x malewife couple askdjaksjhd

2. drusilla x spike, these two!!!!!! once again a bisexual couple with zero straight between them, the vibes are off the charts. sexy vampires, goth x punk love, i just love them man, and their relationship is so interesting to delve into. like theyre vampires, theyre soulless and yet they have a capacity for love, they care deeply for eachother, theyre so tender towards eachother in season 2 in the way they take turns to care for one another, also drusilla picking spike up with one hand made me gay and thats on that

1. willow x tara!!!!! lesbians man lesbians! they have a beautiful relationship, until a certain point wink wink, they feel like a perfect match, willows become more outgoing due to buffy and xander snd having a proper group of friends, so its cool to see her as the more outgoing independant one in the relationship, and tara is such a honey 🥺 the biggest sweetheart in the world what a babe!!!! also like how groundbreaking was their relationship? as a queer couple, they had p much the dame amount of screentime as a aueer relationship today! and willow says the word lesbian so many times and is always making gay jokes which is something shows today are too scared to do, its honestly refreshing which is weird for a show in the 90/00s

12. Top 5 episodes

this is so hard because its such a damn good show so i had to rlly be picky about this but here we go

5. 6x22 ‘grave’- i watched buffy for the first time last year at work coz i worked with one other person just packing shit, and THIS was the episode that made us cry infront of eachother. the scene with willow and xander at the end is one of my all time favourite scenes and like legit we were watching and we starting going like ha.. this is so sad Q_Q and we looked at eachother and we were both crying akdjdjsjdhs its SO GOOD, like this is a friendship ive been so invested in and [seeing xander be able to pull her back from that dark place was so heart wrenching and amazing god its so good]

4. 3x12 ‘helpless’ - im finishing up s2 in my rewatch rn so i havent rewatched this one to double check but i remember loving it man. buffys father daughter relationship with giles is my favourite of the whole show they make my heart ache, so i love that this is an episode that really shows you how dedicated giles is to her, [its the breaking point where he finally disregards the fact that hes a watcher and acts as her father once and for all, its a turning point for their relationship where he is finally embracing the fact that shes like a daughter to him and i just love to see it Q_Q get you a dad who will leave his lifes calling for you]

3. 4x22 ‘restless’ - season 4 is interesting coz it has really good episodes and them some gd awful ones 😂😂 but this one just blew me away, i love a good character study episode and this is THE SHIT! its so weird and creepy but in the most perfect way, its not on the nose its so subtle, it feels like an uncanny valley version of buffy almost, i like that they finished the season first and then took this episode to do something out of the box and different i feel like it lets them fully explore this idea without the pressure of needing plot included. [also the cheese man is iconic. dont however like xander being all nasty with willow and tara but whats new there man]

2. 1x12 ‘The Prophecy Girl’ - for my first watch of buffy i wasnt that into the first season, like i enjoyed it but i didnt think it was anything super special? but this episode changed EVERYTHING for me. up until now buffy had been fun, witty, charming, but not anything new atleast for me, maybe in the 90s it was but right now its your average teen supernatural show. but this episode!!!! the emotion! buffy facing her death, her speech about how shes just 16 and shes scared and she doesnt want to die, that is what i wanna see!! its heartbreaking and it made me cry, and then it gives us the wonderful moment of giles trying to take her place and buffy realising that she has to be the one to do it, man its so good! basically anything with buffy and giles being a duo is gonna make it an automatic yes from me and this is indeed the case for this episode, i just love that the show remembers that shes a child! shes not brave all the time, shes not strong all the time, shes just doing her best and sometimes its overwhelming, 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 i bow to this episode

1. 2x17 ‘passion’ - i know i just sang praises about prophecy girl but THIS EPISODE IS THE SHIT, the best episode full stop. i wont accept any argument. angel is probably my favourite big bad, its so funny to see plain bread, mopey brooding angel become this charismatic, funny, poetic, blood thirsty angelus, hes everything i want in a villain and in this episode he delivers! rip jenny tho love her. i think the tension built around angel is so good, because of his drawings and notes left around, every scene youre worrying like is he here now? are they safe or what? its so tense! and also it is me and im a slag for buffy x giles father daughter moments and this episode fucking delivers! giles discovering jennys dead body is probably one of the best scenes on the show, the dramatic irony is heAVY, we know jenny is dead, we know that these flowers arent from her, but giles is so so happy, and i want to see him happy but you just know somehing horrific is about to happen and damn does it. its a masterpiece! i love jenny and giles so much it is so sad, but also the fact that it gave us that scene makes me almmmoost ok with it? i also love the moment where giles breaks down in buffys arms, hes been there for her and now shes returning the favour and hes accepting it i just 😭😭😭 also on a different note, angels narration of this episode is amazing! it gives us great insight to who he is as “evil angel” and like even though hes awful i was also kind of rooting for him coz hes just such a great villain

sorry this is so long lmao, last question!

17. Which characer do you wish had less of a focus on them in the show?

i dont wanna get yelled at butttttt i dont like the amount of focus on dawn. i think it makes sense for the her first season considering the story arc but that season really does double down its focus onto dawn and buffy and it barely leaves room for anyone else to have a storyline, it keeps the episodes super depressing too its like a constant level of just sadness the whole time because we’re so stuck in THEIR arc, theres no room to balance it out and have a breather, some people might like that its more serious but i really really didnt like, i love episodes like prophecy girl where it is campy and brings the more emotional notes in when the time comes, but dawns whole arc is just constantly depressing the whole time i just hate it, and also just shes not a character i felt i could connect to because of how suddenly shes introduced, so its weird to have her SO focused on in the first half of that season coz we dont know her yet so i feel like the emotional moments dont land the way that they should? basically they shouldve eased us into dawn or introduced her differently and maybe i would like her enough to want the focus on her but i really just dont

adksjakjshd apologies for the essay this is, thanks for the ask!

#btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #why did i write a paragraph for everything im so sorry #i wish i knew how to add a read more link but i dont on mobile #my post #dawn fans please dont murder me #i dont hate her i just dont like her yanno #i am scared people are gonna hate me for not liking her but we all have our tastes

[blue-bird-kny]

Could we maybe get the prompt #4 from the fluff list; “Please just kiss me already.” with Zenitsu? Thank you so much!!

Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy it!~Amanda

Warning: None

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“Please just kiss me already.” prompt

You ogled out the window, eyes never leaving the rambunctious group of boys training hard out in the yard. They’d been resting at the Butterfly Estate for some time now, each with their own fair share of wounds. The moment their damaged bodies were rushed into the trusted care of you and the other girls, you’d been fascinated with a certain yellow-haired demon slayer.

You continued to openly stare at the boy, lost in some romantic daydream like a teenage school-girl. “Y/n you idiot! You’re mixing the medicines, are you trying to kill our patients?!” Aoi shouted from the door frame. You shrieked looking down at the mess you’ve made on the table, the contents spreading over the wood and down to the floor. “Ugh” you sighed in frustration, already grabbing rags to clean up. “I don’t know what's got you acting like more of a clutz but get it together. You know how Shinobu-san gets when we waste materials” you shuddered at the thought, remembering the scolding you got last time.

“Don’t tell her!”

Aoi watched the same group of people outside that had just stolen your attention, everything seeming to click in her head instantly. A sly smirk crossed her features as she bent down to your level on the floor, “It wouldn’t happen to be our new guest that are bothering you, would it?’’ she chuckled as a warm pink spread across your cheeks, your eyes falling anywhere but on her knowing pair. “Is it Tanjiro? or maybe it's Inosuke?” she studied your reaction as she spoke, “ or maybe it's that handful Zenitsu?” your blush deepened at his name; you’d been caught red-handed.

Instead of continuing to tease you like you expected, Aoi gently placed a hand on your shoulder “You should talk to him sometime instead of avoiding him, you’re pretty and kind, he’d be an idiot to turn you away” Aoi’s complement caused you to smile, a new found confidence within you. “Thank you Aoi-san” it was her turn to blush in embarrassment. She stood with her arms crossed as she turned to leave the room, “You’re still an idiot”, you couldn't help but laugh.

Later on that night, you stood outside Zenitsu’s room, his medicine clutched between your hands as you gave yourself a mental pep-talk. “You’ve got this, it won't be that hard” you slide the door open with a wide smile only to have it completely wiped away. Behind the door stood Zenitsu, whose clothes had only covered his lower-half leaving his chest exposed for anyone to see. “Hello?!” his voice rang louder than thunder and his face became an intense red. Snapping back to reality, you slammed the door shut, a string of apologies filling the space.   “You idiot! Why didn't you knock?!” you reprimanded yourself, face-palming at your own stupidity. Well there goes all that confidence. Moments passed before a fully dressed Zenitsu opened the door, remnants of red still dusted his face, “yes?” he questioned slightly upset, great now he doesn’t like you. “I...um… medicine” you stuttered, his face griminced yet he still let you inside, throwing himself onto the bed. “If I would have known such a beautiful girl was coming to nurse me back to health instead of that witch I would have left my clothes off”’ he flirted. 

You gulped away any nerves as you prepared his medicine, trying your hardest to suppress the warmth that was creeping its way up your neck. “My name is Y/n, please open your mouth for me Zenitsu-kun” you politely asked as you balanced a spoon between your nimble fingers. “Eager aren’t you Y/n-chan” he complied with doe eyes, savoring the way your soft finger felt on his face. He almost blocked out the bitter taste of the gunk you were spoon feeding him as he admired your features; the curve of your plump lips, the color of your determined eyes, the way you handled him with such care and affection. 

For a moment Zenitsu felt that affection stemmed from something deeper, but he quickly tossed the idea aside, “She’s a nurse, she probably treats all her patients like that” he glumly came to that conclusion, silently cursing anyone who has ever been in your care the same way he was. 

“Zenitsu-kun, can you drink the other medicine yourself or do you need my help?” he melted at the way his name sounded from your tongue. “Nope I need you Y/n-chan” he lied, wanting your company for as long as possible. You held his chin between shaking fingers, “ah” you opened your mouth, bringing the wooden cup to his parted mouth. The drink was disgusting and had it been anyone else, he’d thrown fit, but he drank it slowly just to keep you near. 

“All done!” you cheered, gathering your belongings. “Talk to him!” Aoi voice chanted in your head, “I hope you don’t mind that I’ll be the one giving you your medicine and not Aoi-san” you asked calmly, nice ice breaker. “Y/n-chan please stay and keep me company! I think I’ll only get worse if I'm alone!” he ignored your question, his hand reaching for your. “Well I suppose…” you debated with yourself, but ultimately came to the conclusion that staying a little while wouldn't hurt. 

A little bit had turned into an hour, the two of you enjoying each other's company. Your cheeks were sore and your sides hurt from laughing, things were going so smoothly. Zenitsu was mesmerized; your bright, sunny personality was the complete opposite from his and it commanded his attention- which he was more than willing to give. You noticed the setting sun, the orange and pinks matching the boy in front of you. “I should go, you need rest and the others will come to bed soon” you really didn’t want to go but you knew it was the right thing to do. You headed towards the door when Zenitsu’s hand shot out to reach yours, stopping you from moving any further.

His body acted on his own and now all he could do was wordlessly stare at your confused form, “yes?” you didn't shrug away from his touch, Zenitsu noticed. “I..” his mind was blank, all he could focus on was the way your irresistible lips parted, oh how he wished he could feel them for himself; you were too cute for your own good, he felt. You noticed how his light brown orbs shone with the sun's rays, the light  making them a brilliant gold.

Silently, your eyes fell on his lips, wishing he’d make some sort of moves. Your hopes were broken when he withdrew his hand from yours, releasing you with a small smile, “Goodnight Y/n-chan”

You hide your disappointment well, slightly bowing in farwell “Goodnight”

The tension between you and Zentisu grew with each passing day, it was becoming almost unbearable. Your days together were numbered yet every time you came close to kissing, one thing or another would get in the way. “Zenitsu-kun! I have your finally a dose of meds!” the reminder was displeasing to the both of you.

You smiled half-heartedly, placing the tray of ‘nastiness’ as Zenitsu calls it on the bedside table. “Are you going to spoon feed Y/n-chan? My arms hurt” he pouted. You giggled as you brought the green liquid to his lips; you were almost envious of the spoon, it had touched his lips before your could. Together you sat in silence, neither of you knew what to say. “Tomorrow you and your friends will be discharged, you can continue being heroes. Looks like you wont need me anymore” you smiled bitterly, not able to look at Zenitsu’s face. You weren’t mad at Zenitsu, but at the situation ahead when you two would have to say goodbye.

Zenitsu wrapped your hand between his larger pair, your eyes finally reaching his as they filled with tears. “Don’t say that Y/n-chan, I’ll always need you to heal me when I do something dumb” he lovilnly rubbed circles into your skin with his thumb. A single tear slid past your eyelashes, “I’ll miss you but please don’t come back here for a while” your words hurt the yellow haired boy, “don't come back because if you're here it means you’ll be hurt” you finished.

He shook his head in disbelief, you really cared for him enough that you’d rather be miserable than have him injured. His eyes trailed down to your lips, he couldn’t leave without showing you just how much he cared for you, just how much he’d miss you.

“Please just kiss me already.”

Your tone was soft, kinder than anyone had talked to him and far from demanding. He closed the space between you, hesitating just before he could finally taste you. “Are you sure?” he waited to see your head nod approvingly before filling in the space. His lips on your felts like lightning were coursing through your veins; One kiss and Zenitsu was already addicted.

The kiss wasn’t too long, just enough to silently whisper “I’ll miss you” to each other. You stood straighter that when you walked in, a beaming smile now replacing the frown that was once there. You placed your lips firmly to his forehead, “Be safe out there and save the world, I’ll see you soon”.

You now understood that this wasn’t goodbye, it was simply a pause in this new relationship. Before you left, you promised each other to write letters as often as possible. He’d be gone before you woke, but the thought was no longer painful because, just as you said, you’ll see each other soon and that was something you were sure of.

Main Masterlist

This ending sort of makes me want to write a part 2, but I’m not sure.  Either way I hope you all enjoyed it and I promise to have a better flow of work this week. Remember to drink water and get a good nights rest (I should take my own advice pft)~Amanda

#kny x reader #demon slayer x reader #zenitsu kimetsu no yaiba #zenitsu agatsuma #zenitsu x reader #kny #demon slayer #demon slayer zenitsu #kny writing

[captainrexisboo]

Dumb Luck #3

Note: Heyoooooo two updates in one weekend, whaaaaat? No, actually a fun fact, this was started out as my part 2, but i liked my other idea of building the tension with Sweets seeing Rex with his helmet off for the first time better. There will be a part four, it just wont come as quick! I’m gonna have several more parts to this, I have plans y’all. This chapter has ~slight angst~ if you squint hard enough. Again, I’m open to criticism or Hot Takes TM, I’m still a novice writer! Both my asks and messages are open to everyone! Also... y’all, Jesse is a bro. He’s great.

a link to part two- https://captianrexisboo.tumblr.com/post/623995723815452672/dumb-luck-2

Warnings: suggestive language (the usual)

Tags: @persaloodles @starflyer-104 @imalovernotahater @holamor @000ayfh

~

“Hey, Sweets-“

“Not now, busy,” she threw over her shoulder, not even bothering to look at who was walking up to her corner of the hangar.

Y/N was greatly enjoying herself as an assistant to the head mechanic aboard the flagship. She quickly learned about not only the venator-class destroyer, but also about gunships, shuttles, frigates, landers, even more about her beloved droids, and her absolute favorite to work on, the starfighters. If she were alone in the hangars, she would walk over to the rows of starfighters and just study them, marvelling at every screw, panel, and wire and how it built something so amazing. And right now, she was actually able to work on one of these beautiful machines, and she’d be damned if she let anyone stop her workflow.

Rex lifted a brow at her mannerisms as he watched her dive elbow deep into a much older fighter model, one that hadn’t ever been repainted and typically was the last to be boarded and flown out by shinies who didn’t know any better. She was squatting low to the ground, a panel gone from the ship while she tinkered with its insides, hair barely secure, strands falling out of the haphazardly tied bun she had kept in place with only a single stylus. He was still conflicted at her presence on the ship. She had proven to be smart, quick witted, and of course was an absolute stunner, but she was also stubborn as hell, distracting, and always there. Always a mere moment away, in the hangar, in the generator room, in the mess, the repair bay, the armory- and he hasn’t known peace since.

Let’s be honest, he hasn’t known peace since he met General Skywalker, but he was able to have an illusion of what it was like whenever he was alone with his thoughts. Now he didn’t even have that, his internal narrative shaping into her curves before too long, even in his solitude. Things were different with her here, they were more on edge, like he was tiptoeing around her in a delicate dance to avoid a situation where either of them could build onto their practically visible tension. Kix had told him, ever the blunt medic, that he could cut their tension straight through the air with a scalpel it was so obvious. But he was a Captain, and had a job to do, so when he heard that she had been seen speeding down the halls to the hangars with her tools despite all the ships passing inspection just a few hours ago, he knew he had to be sure she wasn’t doing anything out of protocol. He had grabbed Jesse before making his way to the hangar, in case a mediator was needed, and was now grinding his teeth at the woman concentrating so intensely she didn’t even care to look who else was in the room. He shared a flat look with Jesse before clearing his throat to make his presence known, “You might want to take a break, Y/N.”

She paused what she was doing, her shoulders tightening. Only Rex ever used her actual name, especially when he was in one of his damn moods. This was weird, though, him seeking her out. Recently it seemed as if he had been avoiding her, or making sure they weren’t alone if they had to be in the same room. Try as she could to get his attention, get him all flustered, he’d always just be slightly out of reach, and she was getting increasingly frustrated. She rolled her eyes, summoning her signature bravado before she smoothly stood up to turn around, jutting a hip out and giving a lazy salute, “Ahoy, Captain.”

Jesse tried to mask his giggles under a cough, watching the two interact was his favorite pastime. Rex took note for later to ask a different intermediary for the next strife, before pointing his head to the ship, “What are you doing to that fighter?”

“Exactly what it looks like,” she smiled brightly, almost prideful, wiping her grease slicked hands on the pant leg of her GAR jumpsuit, “Messing with this lovely hunk of junk.”

“Messing with it?” Rex questioned, barely hiding his glance at the handprint now crudely placed on her thigh.

“Gave myself a project to work on,” she explained sauntering towards the pair of troopers with an arm outstretched to the ship, “Boys, meet my baby.”

“Your baby?” Rex slowly tore his gaze off her to look over the fighter blandly, “What a miracle of science.”

“Is Artoo the dad?” Jesse snickered, before receiving a light smack on the arm from the woman. She still chuckled at the quip, showing good humor to him. Despite being absolutely infuriating, Jesse was quickly becoming a good friend to her, like a brother she never wanted.

“Did you get permission before completely gutting the engine, at least?” Rex asked, looking around at the parts that lay on the floor, surrounding her workspace.

She sighed, “Yes, I did, just a bit ago. Ask Caine, he was the final sign off on it. Went through all the proper channels.”

Rex's jaw twitched, stiffening the hand holding his helmet, “It didn’t come through on my end.”

“Maybe it didn’t need to,” she shot, eyes narrowing as she crossed her arms, “I’m sure there are some things on this ship that don’t require your approval, sir.”

There it is. The way she said that word got him all riled up. It was one little word, one he got called by from every trooper on every hour of every rotation, but it was her honey-coated voice saying it that drove him to his limit. Every time she spoke the word to him it was like a challenge, daring him to expose his desirous aggression toward her, taunting his mask of composure. Every time she spoke, with a demanding storm in her glare and candy pink lips being teasingly assaulted by her own teeth, it stirred a fire in him he didn’t quite know how to quell. It was maddening, and got worse and burned deeper with every encounter. Before he could dig himself deeper into her trap, he simply pulled on his helmet with a slight growl, and turned on his heel to stalk away from the conversation, barely grumbling out a gruff, “I’m going to talk to Caine.”

“What crawled up his ass and died?” Y/N felt herself wilt a bit as she watched him go, taken aback by the retreat, and admittedly a little disappointed. Usually he’d last longer.

Jesse let out a stale bark of laughter, “Same thing that crawled up yours.”

“Jesse,” she warned, cold eyes coming up to focus on him, drawing out his name as she placed her hands on her hips.

“Sweets,” he mimicked her tone and stance, chuckling low, “Why don’t you just go after him? He’s all pent-up and frustrated, I don’t think the troops can take another feral sparring session. Hell, I don’t think I can take it. Think of the poor shinies.”

She shrugged at him, rolling her eyes as her head lolled to the side, “What can I say, I’m a self-destructive mess that likes to delay my own happiness and ultimate satisfaction.”

“Bantha shit,” Jesse rolled his own amber-hazel eyes at her, “I think you're just a brat.”

She laughed lowly, batting her lashes at him, “Same thing, trooper.”

She turned around, intent on continuing her work before she felt a gloved hand wrap itself around her elbow, turning her back to face the ARC, “I’m serious. Why are you dragging this out, adding to the pressure? If you keep this up, one of you will explode before too long, and then- whether it’s a good explosion, or a bad one- there’s gonna be one hell of a mess to clean up in its wake.”

She lifted a brow at his wording, “Was that innuendo literal, or-”

“Ew,” Jesse blanched, letting go of her arm and scrunching his face at the mental image., “That’s my ori’vod!”

Y/N threw her hands up in a mock surrender with a devilish smirk on her lips, “Look, you’re the one who said it.”

“Just answer the question, maker!”

She was silent for a minute, pursing her lips as she gathered her thoughts together. Jesse was staring intently at her, crossing his arms as he waited for her. Her eyes narrowed into thin slits in her focused state, and she exhaled slowly through her mouth, “I...I don’t know if he actually likes me or not. Sure, we banter, and I flirt, but I don’t know if he legitimately thinks of me the same way. I mean, today he just walked away from our conversation, and it made me feel kind of dejected. He seemed...I don’t know. Exasperated. Like he’s tired of me.”

Jesse had never seen her so vulnerable, so small. Sure, she was easily more than a head shorter than them, but her confidence and charisma always made her seem like she was eight feet tall. She twirled a lock of stray hair around her fingers, looking anywhere but Jesse as she continued, “His responses always vary, so I can’t pin down his exact feelings! He can either be cold and dismissive like today, or he can be actively matching my turn of phrase, there's no in between. So I always just...well, I tease him, you’ve seen it. I’m just testing the waters, seeing if he’s interested.”

“Sweets-“ Jesse cut himself off as he let a heavy hand fall onto her lithe shoulder, “Y/N, look at me.”

At the sound of her name, she blinked up at him, biting her lip to keep from pouting. Jesse was about to continue, barely opening his mouth to begin, when there was a greeting from behind them.

“There she is, right where you left her, Captain!”

Rex had come back, face unreadable as he looked between Jesse and Y/N. An older, brown man walked next to him, tall and lean with a salt and pepper fade, his smile as wide as his stride, “Sweets, lass! Making headway on that pile of scrap, huh?”

“Yes sir, Caine,” she greeted, standing upright and saluting him properly before turning offhandedly to Rex and crossing her arms, “Captain.”

Rex felt his jaw twitch at the sudden chill coming off of her, his brow furrowing at the sudden switch in her demeanor. Caine continued waving his arms, animatedly gesturing to the fighter, “This ship will run better than the day it was bought when you’re through with it, I know it. But, our most thorough Captain here has made it known to me that we did skip a step in approving your request.”

She looked Rex up and down, crossed arms tightening over her ribcage, “Oh really? And what step would that be?”

“Admiral Wulff Yularen,” Rex answered, tone even and cool to match her own, “You’re right in that it wouldn’t pass over my desk, however these are still Republic owned ships. He needs to approve...whatever you’re doing before you continue.”

She bit her lip and tightly squeezed her eyes shut, breathing deep through her nose, before responding, “Fine. I’ll clean up my station. Is there a time I can meet with the Admiral to discuss my mistake?”

Rex began to respond, before Jesse stepped in, “I’ll go explain the situation to him. Caine, would you mind tagging along?”

“Let’s stop by my office to get her approval request forms. Anything that makes this take longer, it gets me away from the repair reports,” Caine guffawed as he walked away with Jesse, leaving the Captain and mechanic on their own. He shifted as her burning stare held onto him for an extended moment after the two had left.

“What?” he growled out, growing aggravated at the silent attitude she was giving him.

“You’re a fucking tattle tale,” she spat out before turning on her heel to begin picking up her tools and various discarded parts of the fighter, “Going to my boss because a form didn’t come your way.”

“What are you, a youngling?” he shot back, but striding over to help her out, “I’m doing you a favor! If Admiral Yularen had found out one of his ships had been tampered with, without his permission, he’d blacklist you from the GAR and put you in a ship to drop you on that same dirt ball we found you on.”

Admiral Yularen was much more empathetic than that, and would not go as far as that for a punishment. But she didn’t need to know that right now.

“I’m not tampering with it- don’t touch my tools,” she looked over to see him dropping her wrenches and welders unceremoniously into her box, “I’m not tampering, I’m fixing. I’m a mechanic, it’s what I kriffin do, I’m sure he’d understand.”

He continued to pick up her scattered tools as she turned back to the disorganized pieces of metal with a roll of his eyes, “That may be so, but the GAR has a very strict way of doing things, and unfortunately the line of command doesn’t just stop at Caine for you. In fact-“

“I said don’t touch my tools!”

“Y/N, I’m trying to help you!” he nearly yelled at her, his voice booming in the high ceilings of the hangar, “Anything I’ve done today, is to help you!”

She scoffed, unmoved by his commanding demeanor, “Sure, help me. You didn’t even want me on this ship to begin with!”

“That’s-“

“You still don’t like me, do you? Is that why you don’t respond to my advances?” she was stalking toward him now, her mess and tools pushed to the farthest corner of her mind until they got this discussion over with. He stood his ground as she got closer, standing at his full height but looking her directly in the eyes nonetheless.

“Y/N-“

“I flirt and tease you all damn day and you just ignore me! Or worse, you respond and then leave when you realize you might’ve reacted a little too positively. I’d at least like a solid no from you, make yourself clear, please!”

“Hey!” he laid two strong hands on her shoulders, giving her a slight squeeze, “Shut. Up.”

She glared at him, but complied, pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth as she stood defiantly to him, as tall as she could under his grip. He allowed himself a slow breath, inhale through his nose, hold, exhale through his mouth. He softened his hold, and let his deep honey eyes search her stormy glare, delving into the depths of her soul to make sure she understood, “I think I like you, Y/N. More than I ought to.”

He let that sink in, his cheeks flushing at his own sudden boldness but keeping a lock on her gaze. She raised her brows in surprise, eyes going wide as her agitation subsided, being replaced with something more delicate before sputtering out, “Oh. Okay. Uh, great. So...why aren’t you doing anything about it?”

He let out a dark chuckle, letting his eyelids get heavy, “Always one for tact.”

She shrugged under his grasp, a slight grin gracing her features at his amused expression, “Would you expect anything less?”

He shook his head, letting his lips twitch upwards as his thumbs absentmindedly rubbed circles into her shoulders, before clearing his throat, “If you had let me finish earlier, your chain of command doesn’t stop at Caine. It includes Yularen, Skywalker, and me. If I’m seen to be ‘romantically involved’ with a crewmember, I could be court martialed. And then you’d be-“

“Sent back to that rock you picked me up from,” she finished for him, letting a hand come up to rub gently at his right wrist, before sighing, “Maker, I hate it when you’re right.”

“It’s a miracle you still like me, then,” he let a cheeky smile pull through his face, causing her to let out a soft giggle. Somewhere between their dispute and his confession, his voice had shifted to a low, coarse whisper that made her want to hang onto every word. He let a hand off her shoulder, gripping her chin lightly between his thumb and forefinger, “Do you understand, cyar’ika?”

Her breath was stolen from her as she watched his eyes glance down to her lips, his thumb gently pulling at her skin to have her bottom lip pop out of it’s sharp hold. She shuddered, a pleasant quiver going down her spine as she nodded at him. She fluttered her lashes at him as he chuckled low at her response, “What does that mean?”

“Promise not to get mad?” he smirked at her, as a matching blush sweeping over both their cheeks.

“Rex,” she quirked a brow at him playfully, drawling out his name almost musically. He smiled wide at her, practically spellbound with how his name sounded on her lips.

“It’s Mando’a,” he paused for effect, looking around to make sure no out of place soldiers were looking over before dipping low, his lips brushing the shell of her ear, “for sweetheart.”

She laughed, the sound warm and full, splaying a hand over his armored heart, the plastoid cool underneath her palm, “Fine. But only you are allowed to call me that.”

She pushed him lightly, having him let go of her shoulders. They stood there, smiling at each other, skin burning where the other’s hands had been, gazes soft with mutual ache. Y/N sighed, “So, what does this mean? For us.”

Rex thought for a minute, walking around her to continue where they had left off cleaning. After she had joined him, he hummed in response, “I think it’s a promise.”

“A promise?” she repeated, finishing up putting all the spares and discarded parts in an unlabelled crate next to the fighter. She leaned against the crate, arms crossing as she grinned at him, “What kind of a promise?”

“After the war is done,” Rex explained, tone surprisingly optimistic, “we can travel the galaxy together. No enemies to be on lookout for, not having to worry about getting caught by my nosy men-”

“Does it have to wait till after the war?” she whined, but still watching him as if he were hanging the stars as opposed to just picking up her tool box. He handed her the plasteel case, latching it closed with one deft hand.

“We can discuss that later,” he sent her a sly wink. She rolled her eyes, righting herself off the crate and looking up at him with the familiar teasing glint in her eyes that he’s come to find very charming.

“Just because you’ve finally confessed, don’t think this means I’ll stop toying with you, sir.”

All he could do was let his smile grow, just thinking about all the alluring ways she’ll drive him crazy, “I never wanted you to stop.”

#captain rex #captain rex x reader #captain rex imagine #star wars #star wars the clone wars #clone troopers #ct 7567 #501st #female!reader #mechanic!reader #tcw fic #my writing #part 3 #clone trooper jesse #ct 5597 #we're not smooching yet but we'll get there #slow and steady boys

[bakugoubabygirl]

           okay before I start she going to choose one. Don't worry if its not the one you wanted her to choose bc its going to be  a Roller coaster  of emotions and a lot of back and forth for awhile  BC I FUCKING LOVE BOTH  OF THESES BOYS. also  there will be smut soon and it wont be vanilla .  

                                                        YOUR POV

          "Lets go before they find us" I whispered tugging on Bakugou arm.  He didn't say a word and followed me.  " Lets get some food at the stand" I gave him smile. Bakugou followed me he seem kind of moody though more moody then usual .           " Are you going to say yes?" Was he asking about tododroki. I didn't give much thought to that . I like him  a lot but if I was being honest with myself i had feelings for someone else.       " I dont know I like him a lot and i think it would be amazing. But i also think I have feelings for someone else. To be fair they haven't shown no sign of returning this feeling. Maybe I ought to say yes and forget about the other guy like that" I admitted.        " Who is this other guy" He asked. Why was he so damn interested and how can i tell him its him.         "Not telling" I felt my face getting red. Next thing I Knew I was getting pinned against a wall.           " Tell me" He growled. Why was this bothering him so much. If only he knew that telling him would ruin our friend ship . He would never look at me the way I look at him. because I was made to  be the villan.  Bakugou strive to be perfect at everything and I was not perfect.           " Bakugou Its you stupid" Then I broke free from his grasp . I didn't want t o know his reaction or have him mocked me. I hurried and disappear into the crowd.    Still haven't found any thing to eat my tummy started growl. When I heard my name being called out, The next thing I knew someone dragged me off  somewhere quite. I'm so sick of being pulled around today. It was my dad, Honestly I was relived that it  wasn't Bakugou .        " Hey  I know you and how your going to give it all but You need to make sure your head is clear. Ive been studying and your powers  feed off you emotions.  I want to make sure you have a clear head" he said worriedly .  OH god I'm screwed my head is far  from clear.         "  Yeah I'm not focusing on anything right now except for winning" I said and I fake smiled.          " that's Great I Know your going to make me proud. I may be rooting midoryia but Your my number one and I hope you win more." He smiled. Pulled me and for a hug.           " Thank you dad and don't worry Ill cut all there throats open" I laughed.      Then it was time to to go back to the arena.  Time  to face bakugou mental and physical . I think mentally would be harder to do.  Midnight call me and bakugou to fight first.  I try not to think about what had conspire between us earlier. I need to focus to keep my head cleared.              We both step into the ring. Bakugou goes to attack me and I dodge it just in time. Then I Blast one of my purple fire balls at him and he dodge to . This was really upsetting, and I  Take one of my shadow hands out and it wraps around his body. I started to think about how he never loses. He was perfect and every way and would make a fine super hero one day.   something you'll never be  the voice was back again.  

                                                 Bakugou  POV

She had her hand wrapped around me. I  had to escape and then I saw  Her starting to levitate off the ground. Her eyes flash purple there was a gasp from the crowd.  She slam hard into the ground  with the shadow hand. She was Going to kill me.        I jump up and fired another explosion at her this time using more force.  She shield it and then made a big shadowy fist at the ground causing it to erupt . I almost fell but then I caught my balance.  This time I used my full force now that I knew it wouldn't hurt her too bad.       The explosion was so big she couldn't shield it. She was on the ground and lay there for several of seconds.  I walked over her to see if I have won and if she was okay. She started to get back up again and she grabbed a whole of me again.      She grabbed me so tight with the shadow arm I couldn't breath.  My face started to turn purple I was pretty sure I was going to die.  The crowed was screaming to let me go But she wouldn't listen.   " Y/n Please let me go I cant breathe" I try to say but she didn't hear or listen. She wouldn't do this on purpose.  Something was seriously wrong . this was not her. " Y/n Please I love you" at that point I didn't fucking care if the whole crowed thought I was a simp . I love her and I need her to came back. Her eyes turn back to e/c when I said that.    " Bakugou" she gasps and then dropped me. I could barley move I'm pretty sure she won but she just stared at me. Her eyes started to tear up. " I give up" she yelled. Then ran out of the arena . They announced me winner and The nursing girl came to heal up my minor wounds.  I was livid that I won that way. She threw the fight.

                                                                   Y/N POV

     I Brought shame on my dad and my school. I brought shame on myself. The whole world watch it happen too. They watch me turn into a monster. I almost killed bakugou and He never going to want anything to do with me again. I sat outside the stadium on the ground.  I'm no hero I cant even go and face what I done.       I must of sat there for hours and hours. It was finally dark and everyone left. it started  to  pour down rain.   I decided to go back into the arena to pick up my bag and stuff.  It was dark except for a couple security lights. I found my bag when I heard a familiar voice.       " Tch where did you go?" Bakugou asked. Was he still talking to me.        " heard you won congratulation"  I gave him a smile. The air was so cold I could see my own breath. 

                                            BAKUGOU POV 

 " THATS NOT HOW I WANTED TO WIN" he yelled. " YOU GAVE UP THAT FIGHT WAS YOURS"        " I almost killed you .  I was created for one reason and one reason only. The whole now know so to. I let you guys down and I let my dad down. How can I be the princess of peace when I cant even find peace in my own head.  I'm done," I said  tears started to pour out my eyes.        " IF i was the bad guy you would of won. Your powerful and just because its hard your going to pack up then Your not who I thought you were " he scoffed.         " I almost kill you and maybe next time I will. I care about you too much for that to happen" I cried. I started to turn away.  He grabbed my wrist and pulled me agaisnt him.        " I know you wont. You stop because your good and you over came it. we just have to work on it. Please stay if not for yourself then the million you could save with that power.         " I dont know how I stopped myself. All I remeber is blacking out and then waking to see me almost killing youself." I explain.             " I said something to you and then you just snapped out of it" He said nervously .              " Oh well what did you say" I asked.  This could help me find the answer.      " I told you I Love you"  He blushed. This was a side of him I never seen before. I think im falling to. Todoroki was important to me but in the end bakugou been here.  I wasnt sure if I was ready to say it back. I grabbed his face and kiss him. He started kissing back first it was soft but then its starts to get more rough and passionate. He grabbed my ass and pulled me agaisnt him. despite the freezing rain , I felt warm.               He pulled away but remain eye contact with me as he pulled something out of his of his jacket. It was a small box and he handed it to me. " I wanted to give this to you when I ask you out after I won the festival correctly . That didn't go as I plan but I still want to win your heart. please accept this and be my girl. I never done this soft shit and I'm sorry if it not something I'm going to show everyday. Your worth taking my pride down a little I guess" His face was red.       I open it up and it was a sliver bracelet with his name on it and diamonds. It was beautiful and way too much. I had no idea what to say. " Yes Ill be yours" he pulled me into a tight  hug.      " lets go to my place you need to get out of the rain and getting late" he said gently. It almost scared me the way he was being so kind.                                                                      Bakugou POV         We arrived at my place. She look like she was about to past out. Today was a lot on all of us. I didn't really won the sports festival but at least I won the girl. I just got to keep that damn icy hot away from her. I wanted to rip the necklace off of her that he gave her. She mine now.        " Hey you stupid bitch your late" my mom bitch. No good job bakugou or nothing.         " Fuck you too hoe" I said back flipping her off. She was about to really yell, until she saw Y/n  come in after me.             " Hey Y/n nice to see you again. I saw you tonight you should of just kill him and not worry about it' she laugh. The fucking old hag meant as a joke. Y/n face turn white though.  I grabbed her hand and lead her up to my bedroom. She seem like she was still half in a daze.        " Lets get out of these wet clothes. You can wear anything of mine for now." I said awkwardly. I knew we were dating but I didn't know her boundaries . There so much I want to do with her. She needed sleep tonight though. we both did.   she started to strip off in my room.  Oh, she wasn't paying attention to anything really. I couldn't help but to watch in amazement though. She took  off her clothes and strip down till she was naked. I had to use all my self control to not do anything. then she put on one of my T-shirts that looked like a dress on her and then a pair of my boxers.  I strip down to nothing and but my boxers and laid on my bed.     " come here princess" I yawned. She crawled into bed and laid on top of me. She feel asleep instantly but then here phone started going off. I  Pick it up and looks at it.  Deku: hey are you alright. Me and your dad are really worried.    Damn deku fucking worrying about my girl. I didn't want to give her a dad the pro hero a reason to hate me though. Me: yeah I'm fine just staying at a friend house. I'm really sleepy so I'm going to go to bed.   Then there was other messages on the screen so I looked. Todo: hey  Y/n I'm so worried about you. When you see this please answer and I was wondering if we could meet up tomorrow to talk about today and I have something I wanna ask you. I hope your safe and sleeping well beautiful. Oh hell  no. She mine and he going to back the fuck off.  I took a pictures of her sleeping on my chest and I sent it. Me: she mine and she sleeping fine thank you. Back the fuck off  she mine now!!!!!! Todo: I see for now that may be it. I don't give up and I especially wont stop until she mine. You well slip and when you do ill be there for her. Your impulsive and abusive and don't deserve her. Me: You come any where near her your dead I blocked his number from her phone.  I wrapped my arms tight around her and I pass out.    The sun filled the room waking me up. She was still asleep. She was so beautiful and peaceful when she sleep.  Her phone started buzzing causing her to wake.   " Where my phone" she sat up straight looking for it. I handed it to her. The number didn't have a caller id. She scrunch her nose in confusion.     " Hello who is this " she answered.      " Todoroki, are you alright?" I heard him answered.  Great rich boy has more then one phone.     " Yes, what happen to your old phone number?"      " Long story, where are you at?"     " Bakugou house, why whats wrong?" she asked worriedly     " Ill be there In 20" he said and then hung up.  " Do you have anything else I can where by chance?" she asked   " I think you look fine in that Idiot" I snorted grabbing her wait.   " I cant go out like this" she said digging though the bag of mina and kiri clothes that they leave here.      " Your not going anywhere with him and no way in hell wearing that" She hold up a short pink dress of mina. Mina was shorter then Y/n so this dress was gonna not cover anything. She took off my shirt and put on the dress anyways not listening to me at all.    She grabbed my hair brush and tied it back out her face. she look stunning even though she didn't try and its for him.  " I fucking mean it your not going anywhere with him" I yelled.   " Chill out you have to trust me. He one of my friends and I'm yours so don't worry" she said try reassuring me. I almost lost her to him though. He going to try all Kinds of flirty shit. I cant be okay with this but I have too. She will leave if I'm too controlling.   " One hour then come back" I grumbled.  " I have to go home afterwards and talk to my dad" She sigh. She was right even though I wanted some time with her. The door bell ring and I hurried up to open it. IT was half and half baster.   " Leave your hands off of her and no flirty shit or I will Murder you" I screamed and then Y/n push me put of the way. I grabbed her and kiss her so fucking hard in front of him. She push me away and laughed.     " I'm sorry about him" she said. Walking out of the door with him. I kept trying to talk myself out of following them. I decided to invite shitty hair over to distract me.

IM open up to ideas and or request for my one shot books I'm doing. Thank you for read part 7 will be here Thursday at the latest

#bakougu #bhna #katsuki bakugou x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #bnha shoto todoroki #bakugou x reader #izuku midoria x reader #midoriya izuku #dekubaku #allmight daughter #almight #smut #fluff #angst #lovetriangle #jelouse katsuki

[stecesworld]

A Feudal Legend. Sesshomaru

(( Hello everyone! This is my first ever fanfic. I have always wanted to write one but was always too nervous that I wouldn't be able to do the charas justice. But I have been having this idea in my head since the begining of Yashime. And I came to the thought, if Sunrise can write a fan fiction and screw up as bad as they did with my favorite chara. Then maybe my noob fic wont be so bad. This is a story of sesshomaru and a OC chara of mine by the name of Akina. This is hopefully the first of many pieces of the story. I hope you all like it.))

“ Young master! Young master, where are you!?” The panicked calls of a young maid running throughout the palace as she ran the halls desperately searching for this land's prince “ Oh where could he be?” It was almost time for his lessons and he was going to be late.

Not too far away, in the forest that surrounded the palace a young boy with silver hair tied into a ponytail and golden eyes no older than ten sat comfortably on a large tree branch, his back leaning against the trunk. He wore a simple yet elegant looking kimono, The fabric, silken and flowed like water everytime he moved to turn a page in the book he was reading . A pattern of purple and blue sakura flowers and petals accented the otherwise white outfit. Starting from the collar and flowing down the left arm. Lightly wrapped over his right shoulder, was a small tuft of fur, looking like a fluffy unwrapped scarf just hanging there.

His eyes glued to the pages of the book, bright with joy that he finally managed to get some time in peace. This young man was the young master of the palace. Inu Sesshomaru. As the prince of the palace and heir to the western lands, Sesshomaru didn’t have much free time. His days were normally filled with lessons and study. History, legends, etiquette, fighting, and how to be a strong and just lord. There was much that was placed upon the shoulders of the young youkai, and he wished to learn all he could from his parents. Sometimes even a prince needs some peace and quiet. So without a word Sesshomaru took his book and left the palace escaping the world of nobility for just a little while.

Sadly, quiet would not last long for the young prince, for there was rapid rustling in the brush followed by yelling. He let out a silent exacerbated sigh. Something was here to disturb him and he had just gotten to the good part of the book as well. Not raising his focus from the pages he pretended to ignore the noise as it got closer. Maybe if he acted as if he didn’t exist, whatever it was would just run right past him. Sadly, that was not what happened…

First a rabbit burst forth, hopping as fast as its little legs would take it. Soon grunts and gumbles followed the rabbit. The pursuer, obviously having a hard time with the dense plants It wasn’t long and with a yip a girl came tumbling from the brush. Her foot had caught on a root causing her to trip and roll a little before stopping face first on her stomach a foot or so away from him. “ Owe..” She groaned as she pushed herself from the ground and onto her knees. “ That really hurt…. Stupid rabbit.” She grumbled rubbing her head. Her long raven black hair ended in the middle of her back and was filled with leaves and small sticks. Her tan skin was covered in dirt and scrapes,her clothing was tattered, and stained. It was obvious that this girl was what one would call a street urchin.

She let out a light hiss and pulled her hand away from her head revealing a decent size cut on the palm of her hand and some blood on her face. She frowned at her hand and let out a sigh. That was going to sting for a week. She was about to stand up when the sound of something hitting the ground caught her attention. “ Huh?” She looked to the tree, her eyes going wide for standing above looking down at her was a beautiful young boy, he looked like a spirit from the forest itself.

Sesshomaru, after hearing the girl hiss in pain, finally closed his book and jumped down the tree branch. The girl was hurt enough for him to smell blood, she was going to attract hungry demons if something wasn’t done about it. He had only taken a couple of steps towards her when her head finally lifted from her palm. As soon as her eyes met his, he stopped and like her was frozen for a moment. Now, how can a demon, especially the young prince of the lord of the west, be stopped by a mere mortal girl? It was her eyes. Though she was human her eyes were of two different colors. One a bright sapphire blue and the other a clear amethyst purple. They shone brightly, full of spirit despite her disheveled appearance. A light breeze blue passed them, fluttering hair and clothing while it took some fallen leaves from the ground with it.

“ Uh, Ah!” The young girls surprised yip broke the silent moment between them as she fell back off her knees and onto her butt. She had not expected to see anyone in this forest, let alone a spirit boy.” W,what are you doing here?!” Sesshomaru just walked forward without speaking a word, the young girl panicking for a moment. “ Hey, stay back, don't make me fight you!” She called out looking around frantically for anything she could use as a weapon. Spotting a rock she picked it up with her cut hand and winced. “ Owe!” She quickly dropped the rock groaning from the dirt now in her cut. “ You are making it worse.” The tone in which the boy spoke was cool, and a bit uncaring as if the existence of other living beings bothered him and he was merely showing her concern because if he didn’t it could possibly be an inconvenience to him later. “ Huh?” She watched in surprise when he knelt down, placed the book on the ground and gently took her hand in his to look at the cut. “ Keep getting dirt in it will make it worse.” He repeated, now sounding slightly annoyed at how dim witted this human girl seemed. The young girl frowned. “ I didn’t mean...ssssssst” She hissed, interrupting her own sentence. “ You make too much noise.” Once he had wiped away as much dirt from her hand he took a piece of his kimono. “ What are you doing?” The sound of cloth tearing graced her ears and she once more panicked. “ H-Hey you can't do that!” She squeaked watching as the fancy white cloth was torn up to create a wrapping for her hand. “ It’s my kimono, I can do what I will with it.” Sesshomaru replied as he tied the silken cloth around her hand to protect the cut. “Still…” She bit her lip until he was finished and looked at her hand. The pristine white fabric looked completely out of place wrapped around her dirty hand. “ Thank you, but, why did you do that?” She asked looking up to him as he picked up his book and stood back up. “ I don’t like the smell of blood. Your hand was reeking of it.” The young girl blinked at him in surprise. “Blood?” She looked down to her now bandaged hand surprised that he was able to smell blood. It was then that sesshomaru started walking away. “ Hey were you going?!” She called out watching him leave. “ Somewhere else, this place smells. I don’t want to be bothered by others.” Others, meaning hungry demons. Not that he was afraid of hungry demons, he just didn’t want to be bothered by them. “ Others? Wait, you don’t mean demons right!?” Sesshomaru said nothing and just kept walking. “ Hey, wait!” She called out, scrambling to her feet and running after him.

“ By the way, my name is Akari.” She said with a smile placing her hands behind her back. “ What’s your name?” He did not answer, instead, he stated an observation. “ You’re exhausted.” Akari stopped for a moment frozen from the statement, then sighed but smiled nonetheless. She didn’t blame him, she was spazzy and a bit of an emotional roller coaster. “ Yeah I guess I am.” She then started walking. “ You still haven't told me your name, you know.” She said once she caught up to him. “ Sesshomaru.” Akina smiled brightly. “ It’s nice to meet you, sesshomaru.”

From that moment on they talked. Well more of akina talked and sesshomaru searched for a new place to read, only opening his mouth to answer a question or two. Strangely, he found himself enjoying this interaction with this human girl. Normally he wasn’t very social, but for some reason he wanted to hear what she said. Especially with the next topic. “ And that is how I found this really cool cave to live in.” He stopped walking and looked over to her curiously. “ A cave?” She nodded excitedly that he was showing interest in her cave. “ Yeah, it’s huge, it even has a waterfall and spring in the back so I have clean water.” Sesshomaru gave her a strange face . “ Why are you living in a cave?” Throughout this whole time she had been talking she didn’t mention how she came to be out here in the forest. Akina looked down at her demon shifting to a more melancholy state. “ I was exiled from the village. There was a drought and some animals died. Everyone seas it’s my fault, that I am a demon.” This fully caught sesshomaru's attention. “ Why’s that?” He asked curiously. “ Well…” Akina fiddles with the bow on her wrapping slightly. Not enough to unwrap it but small tugs. “ It’s because of my eyes. Everyone seas they are not normal and that only demons can have my eyes. They say that my eyes are signs of evil and they did not want me in the village anymore. Because I was bringing drought and sickness. Seshomaru let out a snuff in amusement. “ You, bring about Drought and sickness? Ridiculous.” He said then started walking again. Akina blinked at him, surprised. “ How do you know that?!” Sesshomaru smiled. “ Because I was able to smell your blood. You are definitely human.” Akina’s expression went from a questioning look to a beaming smile. He was the first one to ever see her as human. She opened her mouth to say more when the panicked calls of multiple people rang out. “ Young master!” “Young master, where are you?!” “ Young master!”

Sesshomaru sighed and looked to the direction of the voices. “ I am guessing you are the one they are looking for. Huh?” Sesshomaru nodded in repsode Akina began rubbing her arm with her non cut hand. “ Okay, well…. I guess I will see you then.” Her tone was quiet, and somber but still hopeful. A hint that Sesshomaru did not miss, he looked back at her and nodded. Akina perked up from his response. “ Okay! Then how about tomorrow!?Meet me at the tree okay!” Sesshomaru lifted his hand and waved, showing that he heard her as he disappeared back into the forest. Akina giggling excitedly that she had made a friend. Even if she knew nothing about him. Questions she would have to ask tomorrow. A rustling of brush caught her attention and out hopped a rabbit. The young girl crouched down instantly. “ Okay rabbit this time you're mine.” With that she pounced into the brush.

It didn’t take long once sesshomaru was out in the open for the staff to find him. “ Young master there you are.” We were worried about you.” Your father wishes to see you.” They all said at the same time as they dusted him off and straightened his clothing. The youngest female of the group gasped in horror when she saw the tear in his sleeve. “ Young master, what happened!?” Sesshomaru looked at the woman glaring and pulling his sleeve from her grip. “ Nothing.” He replied and began walking into the palace.

He walked through the doorway and headed to the stairs when out from the side room stepped his mother. The queen of the palace stopped and giving her son a look over. He smelled of a human girl, and blood. Her eyes then fell on his clothing. Feigning ignorance She returned her eyes to her son's face. “ Sesshomaru dear, your clothing is all tattered. What happened?” She asked, flicking open her fan. Sesshomaru looked up to his mother. “ Tore it on a tree branch.” He replied as he headed to his room. “ Did you?” Inukimi replied with a knowing smile spreading across her lips as she his behind the fan. “ Very well, go on and get changed, your father wishes to teach you.” Sesshomaru nodded and wade his way down the hall to his room. His mind is still thinking of his meeting with the strange mortal girl Akina.

#anti sessrin #anti sunrise

[yoduro-d-aluminio]

I know excellence is a trap but I have a validation kink

#alternative girl #chaotic academia #girl blogging #prague #i am so fucking tired #tired academia aesthetic #excellence is a TRAP #excellence is a trap but i have a validation kink #excellence or sth #i need to study in beautiful places or else i wont focus #unfortunately becoming a studyblr because it's all i do now #studywithme #studyblr #study blog #autumn #study aesthetic

[angelina-darkness]

John would be coming home like this to you

Small story summary

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Vivi & John

Contains: language. Sexual theme

You stare out trying to have a single normal day but somehow he was there to see you but he couldn't even stop to stay but you instantly try to avoid him because he was the most powerful man alive who's capable of anything.

But deep inside he was also alone even a trouble man would be like that he was kept under a dark place since he was all alone just being a follower in vought

" john... are you okay is there anything you wanna talk about " you tried to convince him to tell you what's going on his blue eyes would blink like marble type of colors which makes you stare around to keep normal but your heart would rise

" hmm not really I was thinking about you alot you been what avoiding me because I told you the other day I was involved" meaning he was the one responsible for the terrorist supes being created by him he didnt even lie about his words

" I...uh no I wasnt trying to avoid you I just needed some space I hope you understand why, I wanted to know how I mean why?"

Your voice became weaker when you spoke about it

" okay enough already you questioning me again you know how I hate that, anyhow i dont wanna talk about that "

He was leaning abit further from the desk to where you are trying to push yourself by the chair almost immediately your heart was beating fast he could even hear it too but the fear made him grin

" oh babe you worry too much theirs that fear again" he moves slowly trying to study you more but you kinda title your head aside breathing gently by wearing the white shirt blouse and your black short skirt

" uh I no... that's not it I was just worried what if they ask me about it I mean also the white house would " you swallow hard looking at the same man but he was tall and pretty you could even see the blue lining above his torso even the shape figure of his form you just sit back

" your scared arent you. Theirs no need for that if I wanted to even if they find out I will destroy everyone of them, I would kill for you they don't matter to me but you, you surely are beautiful"

You see him biting his lip from your eyes to his he grab by your head inhaling sharply shuddering

" please john I wont tell I didnt tell them anything i will do whatever you want " you finally surrender

He took you close enough towards his strong right arm guiding you into that kiss he pressed his warm mouth clashing towards you like a fire breathing hunger it made you blush with that excitement even the affection you want

" mmm-mmm take your clothes off I wanna see you again babygirl" he was whispering so gently he kept his fingers sliding toward between those thighs you been bad enough for him

" fuck you, you can always think you can have what you want I hate you still but i dont want you to fucking go anywhere daddy"

You spoke with many sassy attitude about how to provoke him he finally huffs with that husky gentle tone it almost sound like a wolf

" fucking little bitch, your mine and I can do whatever the fuck I want whenever I say it, you follow me your mine alone even this little cunt of yours "

He was mentioning about your wetness the same warm fingers made you groan alittle even aroused by that grip you belong to this king

" my goodness hell...john please I love you. You damn crazy man take me please " your weak even helpless towards him you kissed him but he pulled your shirt to rip them apart even when he took his blue opening zipper above him he almost looked like a male model type by that body he remove his American flag even his shoulder pads to help him to take them off tossing them down

" I fucking love you say it you little slut " he demands by that tone you know how he is and he loves to play dirty

" I wanna be fucked i love you please daddy"

You kissed his fingers to suck them above you wet above your mouth drooling he finally hissed growling gripping your breast hard but you felt his mouth devouring even wet it made the thousand jolts sparkling like a flame burning you but inside you want him

" mmm that's it your my favorite bitch I want you to scream instead " spank behind your ass he didnt let you go

" I want it daddy " you reach to stroke his cock gently to focus on his eyes on you

" oh man you said enough put those mouth to work first babe"

He made you kneel to push you down grabbing your head up to guide his tip towards your mouth but you were hungry too

" mmm I love you " you open your mouth to suck him even you heard him exhale which means he loves everything inch he felt your mouth again even your tongue it almost made him uncontrollable to keep his hunger he reach behind your blonde hair more tightly

" fuck...mmm-mmm dont stop baby I love that you so fucking hot"

He was moaning for you to keep going when your mouth widen for him you taste him above your mouth also spitting to wet the rest giving him deep throat also moving your head gently even more he finally had enough when he grab your head hard thrusting inside your mouth for more you gasp also grabbing his legs to keep up but you gag abit gasping for air he force it in until he was hard also even pleased

" oh fuck...ahh..come here little one you earn it now " john made you stand putting you against the desk to bend you straight up putting your ass for him to see how gorgeous you look he scratch beneath the skin when it made you hiss but your stomach was shivering even behind your back he press sliding inside you but he wasnt easy at all he wanted to fuck you hard

" mmm-mmm babe oh fuck dont stop...ahhhhhh damn it. It feels so good " you yelled groaning out reaching for the desk tightly feeling yourself moving along with his thrust he went on faster for the rhythms to pick up and pacing more he groans moaning through his own lungs breathing in and out moaning along with you

" oohh vivi your mine, who do you fucking belong huh?"

Spanks you hard to make you winced but it felt so good when he speed up the pace causing you to cry out like your in pain but you love it you felt him pulling your hair tugging it hard

" oh god your my fucking god mmm-mmm john...please daddy... I love you my king..."

You wailed trying to cover your mouth above you but you couldnt help it he covered your mouth instead to held your arms around when he held them from behind you. You wailed making you in tears he was harder this time pounding you

" aahhh...fuck oh my little baby your gonna make me cum yes...that's it take it mmm-mmm..." he moans by your ear biting it behind you, you feel him inside you tearing from your walls even your inside being wet so much your body wanted to explode

" john...aahhh...fucking hell I'm gonna cum daddy..."

you finally hit your orgasm making you cry by your lips it also made you aroused like hell, he was also burning he groans beside your neck from biting them hard to keep his voice he breathes kissing your lips deeply letting you settle your up to have you reach for him he gasp gently sighing with each kiss

" mmm my little one " he made you turn to face kissing your figure when you sat up by the desk grabbing on to his back clinging on

" I love you so much dont leave me alone john" you kissed him for more but he gaze into you from stroking your cheek when he nuzzled

" mmm I want you always with me you will rule by side if you want to you'll obey me yes " grip your jaw from kissing your neck he bit it hard when he heard you groan

" aahh yes...I will daddy I would risk everything your my fucking obession "

Your words made you cry abit because you mean it he spread your legs apart entering in you again he grab the desk also thrusting aggressively this time against your warm walls you moans when he fucked you so much by the pace he almost wanted to break you apart

" aahh...mmm-mmm john...oh John....damn it I love it" you yelled by his ear in pleasure closing your eyes shut you scratch behind him wrapping your arms around him to close to keep him but he gaze into you again watching you voice rising throwing your head back moving by the desk seductively your toes and even your legs began to shake

" oh fuck...ahhh...babe" john reach you but this time he cum inside like hell he groans exhaling and even gently to keep you with him

" mmm-mmm you feel so good I love you " you layed back by the desk when he slows down to lean he carried you by the couch to settle you down when he took you there he breathes from catching his breath chuckling slightly

" oh man your always keeping me alive vivi" you saw him staring again when you leans beside him snuggling up with him to keep him from everything else you close your eyes to feel his skin he made you exhausted from that heat.

[phemonoi]

Checking in with Apollo | 17.06.19 🌻✨

This reading has been very clearing for me. I've been having trouble with interpreting the messages Apollo has been trying to send me but, I think this reading FINALLY did the thing. It all makes sense now. Im relieved.

What do you think of me?

Card: Knight of Pencatles

—Prepared, efficient, ambitious, practical; stagnant, lazy, careless, idle.

Now, I don't think I'm any of those “good” things, but if Apollo says I'm efficient and prepared then okay, I'll try to believe that. As a Taurus moon (with the moon being my dominant planet and chart ruler) I think this card mostly speaks to me in that sense, beside the keywords. An earthly faery; a wood nymph, someone who needs flowers around, but who is also stubborn and mind-biased. Colored by golden, green and soft yellow, this card speaks to me on a physical level more than anything. The Knight of Pentacles needs movement, and constant grounding, in order to not become stuck, too attached to a situation or the current state of affairs, or to just lose herself in the “visible” and “direct” world of the senses. Movement and change will be forced on her if she doesn't cooperate, for seasons must always come and go. She needs to stay tuned into her feelings, water her plants, raise her flowers and care for her animals. I think Apollo sees a lot of potential in me to achieve what I dream of, He also thinks I'm kind and somehow nurturing, loving. The thing is, I'm idle and in constant doubt. The Knight of Pentacles is the one closest to nature out of all the knights. The one who contemplates the most, who has the capacity to develop patience and wisdom the most. She sees leaves falling to their death during autumn, getting buried to be reborn again, beautiful and placid, and in them she finds herself.

What is something you're trying to teach me?

Card: Death rx.

—Resistant, stagnant, immobility, obsession; change, endings, beginnings, transition.

This is very self explanatory. Combined with how he thinks of me (Knight of Pentacles —and I must add, The Hanged Man jumped off the deck while I was shuffling it) Apollo has been experiencing issues with getting his lesson across. I need a deep transformation in order to continue striving for the life I wish to live, in order to find my higher purpose. I must die. Like those leaves making their way to the ground slowly during autumn and turning into ashes during winter. I must experience the deepest transformation and cleansing, I must bury my bones, let my blood become rivers, get rid of all the expectations, concepts and ideas that make me human. The first thing Apollo teached me were healthy habits. My routine became fixed, practical. However, I got bored. My emotions started boiling again and I lost focus and haven't been able to return to my path. Apollo is here to aid me; after all, I am the Knight and he's Eleleus; He of the War Cry.

What have I been ignoring?

Card: The Chariot rx.

—Aggression, self-doubt, defeat, loss of control; conquest, control, victory, motivation.

One of the things I've most been lacking is self-assurance. I find myself in a constant state of doubt, intellectuslizing everything, spending hours in my head unrolling a long and repetitive monologue of everything. My thoughts lack courage, they hyperfixate on the smallest things and turn trivialities into causes of chaos. Apollo is reminding me that I have control, I've never lost it. I need to know myself deeper, my strengths and weaknesses, to transform them. My thoughts wont race if I don't let them. My self-doubt is just boredom, it isn't real.

How are we benefiting each other?

Card: Nine of Wands

—Courage, determination, persistence, hope.

I mean, what can I add? The man in the picture is wounded, but he continues to defend what is his. Contrary to the rider-waite deck, in my deck he's still, fearless. Apollo asks nothing from me but hope, trust, creativity. I'm still a student, I'm learning, and thats fine; I'll hurt myself, I'll cry, but I should never give up. This card is vitality for me right now.

Are we a good match?

Card: The Hierophant

—Tradition, guidance, spirituality, orthodoxy, institution; rebellion, disobedience.

I think this is a fairly good card for this position. Given that Apollo had illustrated the meaning of the reversed card for me before, in a context very similar to this, and that I'm not part of any religious institution or even have access to a community (or the motivation to call myself religious in the first place, and that's why I've always been unsure of this card), I feel the need to use some of its reversed meanings to my advantage. The reversed side of this card has always been more suited for me in many ways, I just like it more; revolution, rebellion, disobedience. This are not things I'm against. They're actually values I hold. However, what Apollo means here is that —He's my guide. I can trust Him with anything. Given my situation, He's basically the only one closest to being a “spiritual leader”, or better said, a teacher for me. All the knowledge I need He will provide for me; I can feel safe with Him. He's patient. It comes to mind right now, He might even want me to take an oath, to move my worship further. I shall reflect on this.

Update: He's probably also telling me that our relationship has become too conservative, and that I'm focusing too much on filling traditional standards or spending too much time studying the “appropriate” greek way of worship. He often repeats that my relationship with the Gods is mine, and I shouldn't look for anyone else's approval on this. This might also be tied to how he thinks about me right now (Knight of Pentacles) as too logical and focused on perfectly practicing my craft, worrying too much about any mistakes to the point where I just decide to not try anything at all, judging myself on whether I'm doing enough or if I even have an inherent right to do it. That sounds extreme, though. Things are right just as they are.

☀️🐰✨🌼💛

#apollodeity #apollondeity #apollo worship #apollo devotee #theoi #theoi worship #pagan #tarot #deity spread

[circles-in-the-snow]

NOTE: Keep in mind that these are all opinions from my own personal path and study, they are by no means set in stone. Feel free to apply your own associations instead of mine. If you associate wands with air instead of fire, by all means use wands for air. My correlations are not your correlations, and this is not me bashing your path or telling you that you are wrong. I am just sharing my grimoire page.

Circles can be as much a part of a spell as anything else. They can be physical, visual, or astral. Astral being debatably visual by some definitions.

Chalk

just a circle of chalk but can be more complex with symbols, runes, and sigils

Crystals

Needs a lot of crystals, but surrounds the area with energy. Would be very powerful

Flowers

Evocative, beautiful. Probably very good for blessings and spells having to do with strong emotions like love and happiness

Salt

DO NOT DO OUTSIDE!! Salt can hurt the fertility of the earth and kill plants.

Good for protective magic or an affordable option

Add herbs to the salt for extra potential

Liquid

Good for connection to water or even as an offering to a god of wine or spirits.

Make sure you have enough!

Warps wood floors, best done outside or in a basement especially in an apartment.

Group

Very powerful, the circle formed by joining hands.

So powerful and evocative that it is popular outside of witchcraft. (Prayer circles, football, circling up in schools)

From personal experience this circle works VERY well on its own without anything else. The power of two people sending out an intention is 10x stronger.

Takes even more focus at least for me

Easier with a tool

Wand: Great connection with fire 

Staves: Great connection with fire and/or Earth

Athame/Sword: Connection with air

Hand: Connection with self/ earth

Takes more focus

Takes practice in astral travel

Infinite possibilities for symbolism and complexity

often can be intuitively made. Perfect when you aren't sure what you want.

I am uncertain how easy it is to use for physical plane effects. Perhaps this circle is better suited to spiritual and emotional needs as well as personal.

It is debatable what circles are specifically used for. Some witches use them towards protecting them from entities. Some say they are used to "create sacred space" defined as sanctifying the space, some say it is a container. I will go over all three.

Some believe that when you do magic you become vulnerable, and so a circle for these people is designed to protect you from negative energy and entities while you work. But this depends on if you believe in negative entities.

This concept is often misunderstood. Most pagans believe that everything is sacred, but some do not. For those who do believe this, there is a feeling that this method is wrong. Everything is sacred, so how can we make something sacred? The issue is not in practice but in definition for many of these pagans. What they mean by "sacred space" is rather creating a safe space, a place where you can focus and work freely without fear.

Though many also consider this to be a cleansing thing, creating a circle of neutral energy that will not be tainted by the energies of the world. The problem with this concept is that, yes it may stay clean while it is with you, but eventually you have to let it go out into the world where it will still get tainted. DON'T HELICOPTER PARENT YOUR ENERGY XD. Jokes aside, having clean energy to work with may be easier for some, so this ideology still has it's uses.

The latter concept is that of a container that can hold the energies you raise. The idea is that it is easier to raise enough energy to fill a small space than it is to raise enough to fill a large space. This too has it's problems. If you need a shit ton of energy, does this mean you need a huge circle?

I believe that it is all of these things.

A circle, first of all, protects from anything that may try to get in. It creates a safe space for the caster, a place where one can feel comfortable and focus on the task at hand.

A circle creates an energy void. Void in my practice is where we draw energy from. So having a circle where I can step into the raw energies of Void is very useful. I can then shape those energies into ones directed towards my purpose.

It also creates a container to work with and shape those energies. Many will say you cannot step out of circle, but while I do believe you may carry the energies you raised out of the circle, I doubt it would be all of it. This is like opening a door into a room full of gas and letting a little bit out. It may have an effect, but it wont release all of the gas. This is why we have the practice of Doors.

A circle I believe can contain a lot of energy, and to make a huge circle that you are trying to fill yourself would be a very long and arduous task. I managed a circle the size of my living room just barely on the night of the last super moon. I could feel the energies in the space, but there were small areas that felt empty. That was a couple hours of work. 

You do not need a large circle to make immeasurable good happen. 

A large circle is best for multiple people who can work together to fill it. Make your circle just big enough to move around in.

Doors are created in several different ways, the only one I know currently is to cut a door with your athame. I'm unsure how this functions exactly yet. I have yet to study this in great detail. For now it’s just best to get in the habit of having everything you need with you if at all possible.

I hope that this is helpful to you guys or enlightening towards how other people practice if you don’t do it the same way as me. Feel free to ask me any questions and if I don’t have an answer that gives me a new reason to study!

Please post your own methods as well! I would love to see how others do it. <3

#casting circle #magic circle #witchcraft #spellwork #Magick #circle of protection #basics #beginner #baby witch

[mytodomomoheart]

Todomomo: Are Rich kid ships overplayed?

Ok so this is something I've seen around more and more recently to argue against Todomomo. I'm ok with people having different opinions but for me, I don’t find the fact that they are both rich to be an issue. Actually, it just makes me ship them more.

Despite both coming from rich households (and sometimes both being completely oblivious to certain situations) Momo and Todoroki both benefit and experience drawbacks from their respective upbringings differently.

 Todoroki:

Ok so I love Todoroki but he is one of the most anti-social characters in the series, and to be honest a little bit of a jerk (at first!). He was introduced as someone who wasn't interested in making friends and whose sole purpose was to spite his dad.

Having Endeavour (#2 hero) as a father means that the Todoroki's are inevitably rich, but this has never been much of a plot point for Todoroki. He got onto the hero course on recommendations because his dad is Endeavour (who earns a living as a successful hero) not because the amount of money the family has. Todoroki being rich has scarcely been mentioned, by himself, or the rest of class 1A. It’s merely incidental. In fact, it seems pretty irrelevant to his development as a whole.

Todoroki was marginalised because his father thought that he was his ticket to the #1 hero spot, and that all distractions would hinder that. If we look past all the abuse, and Endeavour’s fixation on making Shouto a hero for a split second, it seems to me that at least two of the other Todoroki siblings have been brought up under relatively normal circumstances. Fuyumi is a kindergarten teacher and Natsuo is away at college. These seem like pretty basic paths to take for people who could just rely on belonging to a rich family.

 Being rich doesn't appear to define the Todoroki's at all.

 Momo:

We haven't been given much to go on in regard to Momo's upbringing. But I think it's safe to assume that she hasn't been surrounded by many people her own age either.

Unlike Todoroki, when she gets to U.A. she's super eager to make friends with her classmates and sometimes becomes nearly as bad as Deku when people want/need her help. I think she's been brought up to focus on the expectations her social class demands, giving her little time for much else, which would explain her enthusiasm now.

She's obsessed with proving herself and showing everyone that she deserves her place at U.A. whereas Todoroki could care less about what the others think of him being there. I think Momo feels that people judge her more because she's a recommended student who, in her opinion, isn't as worthy of the feat as Todoroki.

I also wouldnt be surprised if some of her insecurities stem from her wondering if others feel she's only there because of her family's evident money.

Furthermore, a lot of her personality and story revolves around the fact she's a rich girl. For example, it's often mentioned that she's completely oblivious to the massive gap in privilege between her and her fellow students, even though she's seems to be extremely curious about things that others of her station would most likely avoid (Donki store / Ennichi Festival). Her being set apart from the rest of the class for this fact is even a running joke (Study at her house estate, her dorm room, her love for expensive teas etc.).

 Unlike Todoroki, who attended the Ennichi Festival because he felt obligated to experience something that someone else (who hadn't been moulded into becoming a hero their whole life) would, Momo wanted to go to the Ennichi Festival to have fun (and even felt bad about it). Her mother clearly disapproves of anything that can be deemed unnecessary, showing Momo has had to maintain a strict lifestyle, succumbing to social convention.

In no way does she resent being rich or the privilege she has, but it's clear that she is very appreciative for the chance to learn from new experiences/people.

Even though they're both recommended students they have exceptional abilities and deserve their place at U.A no matter what. They have both worked as hard (if not harder) then the other students to be there.

Both have responded differently to their lifestyles’ regardless of money, and I believe that the final exam arc demonstrated how the two of them can work together and benefit from each other in what they lack (Todoroki's quick reactions and Momo's analytical skills). It might be "one interaction" but to me it just shows how compatible they already are, and can be.

People like to claim that because they are both rich, it's stereotypical or overplayed but in my experience what tends to be overplayed - and not just in anime but in popular culture as a whole - is the 'opposites attract' narrative - which is becoming much more commonplace (rich/poor, Beautiful/average strong/weak vampire/human shy/outgoing etc). I believe that Todomomo lay somewhere in the middle. They have the potential to bond over their similarities but to learn from the differences within thoes similarities - if that makes sense.

 Todomomo shippers have the ability to read between the lines. We know our ship might not happen but we see the potential in it. Looking that little bit deeper instead of relying on blushes and other stereotypical "will they, wont they" clichés.

 These are just my thoughts.

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Settling In, But Not Quite Fitting In: Chapter three

Over the next couple of days I had managed to move everything I owned into the house, but threw out most of it because it apparently looked like two hobos made babies on my couches. I guess Tony hasn’t yet come to appreciate cheap thrift store furniture.  Tony was generous enough to buy a  new set otherworldly comfortable couches, a gorgeous oak coffee table, a way too big flat screen t.v. and a couple book cases that I filled with various things ranging from medical books, to stupid novels I’ve collected over the years. I was also given the money for a complete set of kitchenware, stainless steel pots, pans, sparkling plates, bowls, real silver silverware, and a bunch of other cooking tools that I didn’t understand and doubted I would use. My fridge was also stalked and I bought a nice yellow rug to place under my dining table. My study had a large wooden desk and an awesome chair that had a massage setting. I guess Tony somehow knew I would be spending a long time here. A really fluffy rug sat in the center of the room which Koda had completely commandeered, the rug wont stay white for long, that’s a guarantee. On one side of the office sat a giant bean bag chair, big enough for me to definitely crash on when I needed.  My bedroom boasted a large king sized bed filled with the softest blankets I had every felt. I swear they must have come from Asgard. I had paintings and pictures of the Rocky Mountains and nature in every room, sometimes I really did get homesick when I was surrounded by skyscrapers and concrete.  

I spent the remainder of my week reading up on all the Asgardian medical texts that were given to me, in all honesty taking care of Loki and other magical people wouldn’t be too complicated. Their bodies functioned similarly to ours, albeit better, but nothing totally complicated. Drugs we have on earth do the trick with Loki, I just need to up the dose a lot and carefully monitor Loki to make sure things don’t wear off quickly. I also read that their bodies do fight off infection very quickly, and most earth related bacteria is immediately tackled by their immune systems. Damn, I bet their doctors have it easy. Loki is a slightly different case, being a Frost Giant, I was confused to learn that he pretty much reacts the same to everything as Thor and other Asgardians so I was advised to treat things like I would treat the Asgardians and if I noticed anything different, to focus on that and change things to work specifically to Loki’s different needs. I was also updated by Tony stating that Loki’s recovery is moving along faster than they initially thought, so I wouldn’t need to spend too much time nursing him at his bed side. Thor also brought back some sort of cream from home that had incredible healing properties, it kept the wound on his chest clean and sped the process up a lot. Must be easy being on doctor on Asgard.  Loki was due for another scan and x-ray when I got back to see how his wound was doing internally. I ran into Steve Rodgers in the mornings on my way to take Koda out for a run. The first time I saw him I nearly geeked out, tall, handsome, incredibly fit, powerful, kind, honest, and good lord his voice. I don’t think I have ever been treated so well by a man who I didn’t know in my life, chivalry definitely isn’t dead as long as Captain America is alive.  I spoke with Dr. Bruce Banner a lot when it came to Loki’s recovery, he was the one who was receiving a lot of the information and then passing it along to me. He also was quick to discover what did and didn’t work for Loki as well. Banner is a very kind, gentle man, unfortunately his counterpart The Hulk is not. Natasha Romanoff is as kind as she is stoic. It’s hard not to feel intimidated but her routinely checking up on me warmed me up pretty fast, and damn is she beautiful. Clint is also very nice but in an awkward dad kind of way, he has an apartment in the tower but only stays here when he’s on missions in the area, he actually has a wife and some kids. I wonder if they are incredibly talented super heroes too.. Tony is absolutely awesome, he’s hilarious and I’ve left conversations with him with my sides hurting and tears in my eyes, he makes me laugh harder than anyone else, which also makes his ego inflate, you can actually see it happen, it’s amazing.  I still felt a little awkward and out of place, seeing as how everyone was literally a superhero, but I figured as soon as I started working I would feel a little more at home.

#loki #loki x original female character #Loki Loki fic Loki x Female OFC Avengers fic #loki (marvel) #pls read