#mira chan speaks

[longtimenospooning-luci]

Azalea's, Camelia's and Rhododendron's: Chapter 6

Summary: Life always seemed to throw bullshit your way. A bullshit childhood, a bullshit family with the exception of your older brother, a bullshit bodyguard team because of aforementioned older brother… To say you were tired of it would be an understatement. You just wanted to bask in your self-made richness as a bestselling author, all by yourself being the key point, and pretend you’re not doing it to avoid your trauma. But now you have to deal with seven incredibly hot, stubborn and frustrating men forcibly barging into your life against both of your wishes and ruining your peaceful silence. So, if they were going to be hardheads, you’ll be one right back.

Pairing: BTS x reader, featuring older brother Bang Chan.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, mentions of forced marriage.

Word Count: 3k

Surprise!!! Sorry I've been MIA for so long, graduating college is no jokes my peeps, and adulting is even worse. I go to bed at 9PM like an old lady and eat cereal out of a Tupperware container bc I'm too lazy to wash a bowl. Enjoy this chapter and I hope to keep updating more for you guys.

Jungkook nervously picks at the fingerless glove that hides his hand tattoos, sitting idly in the living room. It's been a couple of hours since you left the manor with Yoongi and Jimin in tow and he regrets not taking advantage of the opportunity to make up with you sooner. Mira is skirting around the house doing her normal cleaning activities and he can hear her placing heavy tomes back on the wide bookshelves in your office. She's been eyeballing him all morning in what he assumes is irritation... or dislike... or probably both, he deserves it.

He moves to stand outside the door frame of your office, staring at the floor and scuffing his foot on the floor like a child, stealing glances at the woman every few seconds.

"I can feel you burning a hole in the back of my head child, spit it out."

Cheeks burning a fiery red upon being caught by the woman, he feels like he's back in training and should be standing at attention right now.

"I just, umm... I'm sorry about the things I said the other day." Scratching the back of his head in embarrassment and shame, staring down at his shoes again.

Quirking a brow at him, she begins placing the disheveled papers on your desk into a neat pile. "I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, though I appreciate the sentiment, I'm also not the one to give out your forgiveness either."

Nodding in understanding, he lets out a quiet sigh, beginning to turn around when he hears her speak up.

"I spent over twenty years caring for her as if she were my own, and not once did I ever suspect something was wrong. I failed her as the only mother figure she had in her life, and I'll never let it happen again. I will protect her at all costs, even from you." There's an unbreakable fierceness in her eyes, and Jungkook can tell that biological or not, it's clear as day how much she loves you as a daughter.

"I understand. I promise I will never do anything to hurt her again, and I will do my very best to protect her from others." Going into a deep bow out of respect and apology to the caretaker before him.

She locks her eyes on him when he lifts his head, holding him to that promise in her heart.

Her words about you piqued his curiosity and as he's about to ask about your real mother, the alarm system beeps to the opening of the front door, signaling your arrival home.

"We're back!" You yell, Jimin and yourself carrying drawstring bags, and Jungkook observes his second eldest hyung stumble his way through the entryway like a newborn calf.

Catching his breath, Yoongi whips his head at you and your partner in crime. "I told you to never do that while I was in the car, are you trying to give me a heart attack!?"

The two of you are cackling in delight, it was Jimin's idea to switch the car to manual on the way home; you had taken full advantage of your six-gear V10 engine.

"Hey Mira, Hwasa is coming over later, so she'll be here for dinner" You call out to her. The three of you moving to your office with the drawstring bags.

Jimin watches you walk behind your desk and crouch down to press a false panel in the baseboard of your bottom shelf, making the entire section slide out like a drawer, revealing a safe as well as a packed duffel bag behind the backboard. You place the bag in your hands next to the duffel bag and turn to grab the others from Jimin and Yoongi, placing them in and sliding the shelf back in place with a click.

"I'm not gonna lie, that's some spy-type shit and I used to work at the NIS." Yoongi pipes up behind you, leaving you and Jimin to start giggling at his comment.

You get up and move to sit down in your desk chair, "I promise I'm not a spy, Namjoon should know about it if my brother was detailed enough in the information he provided to you guys."

Confused, Jimin asks why your brother would include the location of your safe to bodyguards. It would make sense to know about it if they were home security guards but knowing where your safe is does nothing to help them protect you personally.

You go on to explain that it's not the safe but the compartment itself that's important to know about. The duffel inside is a go-bag for emergencies that require your swift evacuation from the manor, containing everything you would need in the event you need to go into hiding.

The two continue to stare at you like you've grown a second head until Yoongi breaks the silence. "Ya know this doesn't help your case on the spy thing." Jimin nods in agreement, "Yep definitely think you're a spy now."

Rolling your eyes, you shoo them off with the agreement to sort through the bags at night, eyes following them out the door. Turning your attention to your computer, you begin skimming through your emails, noting the file from your lawyer with the restraining order paperwork against Shin. There's also an email from his lawyer with the paperwork for the compensation the judge ordered him to pay you. Forwarding both to Chan you check your work email, finding that Hwasa had already sent you drafts of your return announcement and a tentative schedule for your book promotions to be approved by you.

With your eyes trained on the promotion dates you don't notice the figure standing in the doorway. Jungkook stands timidly much like the same way he did with Mira earlier. Finally swallowing down his fear, he knocks lightly on the doorframe to get your attention. Acknowledging him with a hum, you stay focused on the screen in front of you. When you don't hear any movement or response, you look up to lock eyes with him.

"Come in Jungkook, take a seat." You say, moving your eyes back to your work. The youngest slowly makes his way over to one of the guest chairs sitting in front of your desk, timidly sitting down like it was going to bite him in the ass. He sits for a few seconds, waiting for you to ask him what he wants or lock your eyes back on him, and when it becomes clear you aren't going to initiate this chat with him, he prepares himself to bite the bullet. Yoongi had told him that you'd offered forgiveness after he had promised to put effort into fixing the situation (of course leaving out the part about the 'effort' being absolutely destroying your abusers' reputations). He knows he'd been harsher than Yoongi, and he hopes he can repair the damage he caused as his brother had.

Taking a deep breath he begins his apology, "I'd like to say that I'm very sorry about what I said, it was uncalled for, and I shouldn't have judged you based on my past client's behavior or projected my frustrations on you." He finishes with a silent exhale of relief for getting that off his chest, watching as you stop typing and quirk an eyebrow, looking at him over the glasses on your nose like a judgy librarian.

"Did you think it would be that easy? A few heartfelt words and then all of your guilt can melt away."

"O-of course not!" He stutters out, "I know I have to make the effort to fix this. I crossed a line, not only professionally but personally, and doing so caused you harm. I would like to genuinely make this up to you."

Placing your glasses down on the desk, you lean back to take in the man sitting before you. "And how exactly are you going to do that? I may have been able to strike a deal with Yoongi, but that doesn't mean I've forgiven him yet either. He knows he has to meet my expectations to fix this, but what do you have to offer? What do you have or what can you do to prove to me you mean it?" Crossing your arms, you wait for his response.

"Anything and everything you want from me I'll do; I promise I'll protect you and not just in the scope of my job but emotionally too."

You narrow your eyes at his response, "What makes you think I want anything from you? Much less your protection over my private emotions?"

He knew this wouldn't be easy, earning just a minuscule amount of your trust to begin repairing the damage he's done. But he feels the resentment in your words, and he feels the pain he caused you within that resentment. He wants to heal it, he needs to heal it, if not for himself but for you. A woman who has been hurt by this world far too many times, a woman who is so headstrong despite being torn down so many times. He needs to heal the hurt that he has caused because he took away the little trust you had left in the compassion of human beings.

"I know you don't trust me; I know you resent me for the things I said. I won't try to deny that fact, or that you have every right to deny me the trust to fix the pain I have caused you. Words from people like me probably mean nothing to you, which is why I want to do everything I can to show you that I can be trusted with your safety. I want to do everything in my power to earn your forgiveness, even if that means I have to resign, or wear a carrot costume around Seoul, or drink the most disgusting concoction you can come up with."

You have to hide your desire to crack up at imagining him walking around in a carrot costume, straightening your expression as he looks at you in desperation as he continues to list out even more ridiculous punishments you could put him through. Coming closer to slipping into giggles the more he continues.

He cuts himself off when you raise a hand to stop his rambling, taking a deep breath before you begin to speak.

"Okay, I get it. I'm not going to make you do any of those ridiculous things, but I'll admit I don't know what I could have you do that could fix this either." You take your glasses and put them back on, refocusing on his face.

"Instead, I want you to be the best damn bodyguard you can be without me asking for it. You want me to tell you anything and everything I want from you but I'm not going to do that, if you want to fix this then you're going to have to figure out those things on your own. I want you to impress me, okay?"

Nodding eagerly at your conclusion, he nearly throws the chair back from the force of standing up. Bowing down multiple times as he thanks you relentlessly while vacating your office, excited to go tell his brothers and come up with a plan to accomplish the task you have given him.

You'd think you'd just told an intern that you would let him proofread your drafts, but you can't help the quirk of your mouth into a smirk at his enthusiasm.

Later that night Hwasa came to the manor to finish setting your comeback into stone for the announcement the next morning, staying for dinner as expected, and then left some cardboard file boxes that you'd texted her to bring.

She had pestered you on why you needed them nearly the whole time she was there, and all you'd supplied her with was that they were for your next book. Once everyone else had headed off to bed for the night; Yoongi, Jimin, and you spent hours on end sorting each envelope by date, opening them up, and then filing them away in the boxes.

Working well into the early hours of the morning, when they finally left you to get a few hours of sleep in, you sat looking at the completed file boxes containing the horrors of your childhood.

You hadn't let yourself cry looking at the images, having long since shed your last tears over the pains your monster of a father caused. But you had caught the tears the two men with you had tried to hide, the almost silent gasps of mortification every time they opened up a new envelope.

It made you feel like you had become too numb to the atrocities that had been committed against you, and their anger and sorrow also made you feel relief in a way as well. There were people near you willing to feel the pain and sorrow you could no longer take on, and for that, you felt grateful.

A buzz from your phone pulls you out of your thoughts, and you check it to find the announcement from the company of your return from hiatus. You shoot Chan a text that you need to see him today, and he responds almost immediately with a time to meet at his office. 

The anticipation and anxiety sit heavy in your gut. You've quietly held your career outside of the Chaebol world, true identity unknown to the tabloids and all of your father's past business partners. He never let you out in public much regardless, but this is going to bring a whole new spotlight onto you and your family, and Chan has the right to know before shit hits the fan.

Your Louboutin's click menacingly down the silent hallway of your brothers company, Jungkook and Yoongi flank you a few steps ahead while the rest of the boys follow behind. You probably look like something straight out of a mafia movie, and with the impending hellfire you're about to rain down on your family, you feel the sentiment is appropriate. 

The employees of Chan's company always go silent when you appear, the hushed whispers of gossip passing around. Most of his employees theorize you're something akin to a Black Widow, a terrifyingly powerful mistress to their goofy CEO, and then there are those that know you by your Pen Name, who think the reason you went on hiatus was to be with Chan. 

The two of you have laughed at the gossip Felix has passed on from the employees over the years, and you have no desire to correct them either. Doing so would allow for people to dig more into your brothers background, which would lead to your true identity, defeating the purpose of going by a Pen Name in the first place. 

So, yes, you pull a little bit of enjoyment out of scaring the shit out of his employees by looking like a widow on her 5th husband all dead by mysterious natural causes. Life as an author can be a bit boring sometimes, sue you for having a dark sense of humor, you gotta find entertainment somewhere. 

Jungkook holds open the door to Chan's office for you and as you step into his office, the heaviness of the situation settles in the room. His gaze meets yours, filled with concern and curiosity. Without a word, he gestures for you to take a seat opposite him. You sink into the plush chair, the weight of the world resting on your shoulders.

The boys take their places around the room and when your brother moves to dismiss them, you pipe up. 

"Jimin and Yoongi stay." 

He shares a confused look with you but doesn't protest, and Jungkook looks like a kicked puppy with his big doe eyes watching you as he files out the door with the rest of his hyungs.

"I see you're getting along well with the team I hired you." He says, bringing your attention back to him.

Snorting, you deadpan back, "Not at all."

"O...Kay?" He looks at your two remaining bodyguards for answers only to find none. "Anyway, what's going on? Why did you need to see me? You should be focusing on your comeback promotions."

"I've finished the Map of the Soul series, and I'm going to start on a new book."

"That's great-" 

 You cut his response short, ripping the theoretical band-aid off. "A book about Father... About me." 

His shock is evident on his face, and he quickly clears his throat, looking at Yoongi and Jimin in mild panic. "Bug, I think we should have this conversation in private."

Any other bodyguards would take that as their cue to leave, but they simply look to you for direction on the issue, and you can tell your brother notices it. 

"They already know about it, about all of it."

Your response has him whipping his head back in your direction so quick you're surprised he didn't pull a muscle.

"They WHAT!?" 

If this wasn't such a heavy topic, you would chuckle at his reaction.

"It's just them, that's why I had them stay. They're going to be kept in the loop while I'm writing the book in order to discretely keep an eye on any potential threats to its release."

You watch as he takes in this information, leaning back in his chair in deep thought, occasionally looking up at you and then the boys.

Finally he settles his gaze back on you, "You're sure about this? This won't just stir up our family it'll stir up the conglomerate world too." 

"Absolutely positive. I trusted in the justice system and they failed me, I won't give them the chance to fail the next person who gets sold off like a peace of meat for the benefit of corporate gain."

You can see the wince Chan tries to hide at your words, you know he has a lot of guilt at not seeing the truth behind your engagement sooner. Not to mention the treatment you suffered at the hands of your Father. 

"You know I will always support you, no matter what." He looks you dead in the eyes, "But there's one problem..."

Maintaining eye contact, you wait for him to finish his words. 

"Mother called me, she's coming back to Korea."

And just like that, everything comes crashing back down again.

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#bts #bts x you #poly!bts #poly!bts x reader #bts angst #author!reader #bodyguard!bts #bodyguard!bts x reader

[pyropsychiccollector]

What are the children of harem members and Natsu like?

It's rather open-ended, my dude. (人◕ω◕) I'll just go over "main ones"... Not necessarily the oldest each time, but. Meh. And I won't cover them all... 15's a lot to dwell on for one post.

Erza

The eldest daughter for Natsu and Erza would probably share parallels with Mukuro Ikusaba. (人◕ω◕) She's OP as all hell (as a warrior, anyway), has Mama's strict professionalism (... Most of the time), can still be an overly loving goober at times, fiercely loyal, and... She does have a masochist side to her. (人◕ω◕) Even as more kids come along for Natsu and Erza, the eldest is touted as the strongest. She also inherited Mama's ability to rise up through the ranks at a young age. ... Namely, she became S-Class at 10 years old. (人◕ω◕);;; There's some grumbling about that from the other Mama's, let's just leave it at that.

Another daughter of theirs is like Maki Harukawa. (人◕ω◕) Not as strong as the eldest, but you still don't want to underestimate her. And she did inherit Mama's... angy side. Don't piss her off. (人◕ω◕);;; She can be a goober once you get to know her better, but she's very... tsun-tsun.

Mira

Natsu and Mira's eldest daughter shares similarities with Junko. (人◕ω◕) Definitely inherited Mama's rockin' bod, and is a model like her. ... Although she also inherited the "demon" aspects of Mirajane. Very playful. Insults people so casually, just overall speaks her mind. ... Very unpopular opinions come from her. (人◕ω◕) She's not as strong as Erza's eldest child, but they're about the same age, and Mira's is arguably craftier and hides her intellect well. ... Natsu and Mira learn to not leave her alone, because she orchestrates chaos that can result in them rebuilding the entire guildhall. ... Among other things. (人◕ω◕);;; She must be watched, but... She's a daddy's girl. ... And she always brags about having the biggest tits of all Natsu's daughters. And mocks Erza's eldest for having the smallest. ... Or so she claims. Take that with a grain of salt or whatever. :3

Another daughter for Natsu and Mira is on the complete opposite side of the spectrum. (人◕ω◕) While she admires her kaasan's profession as a barmaid, that isn't precisely where her desire to be a dutiful maid came from... Err. (人◕ω◕);;; It came about from reading Victorian novels, and to her horror Virgo shattered her worldview, claiming to be a maid... This daughter seeks to rectify this grave misunderstanding of what a maid is. She wholeheartedly denies any connection to Virgo, as she is an exhibitionist. ... Not a maid. (人◕ω◕);;; Let's just move on.

Sorano

Sorano-chan's kids... (人◕ω◕) Mm. Comparing them to Fuyuhiko and Natsumi Kuzuryu is fair. They're tough kids that don't like showing their vulnerable sides. ... And they have a loose interpretation of the law because of Sorano's previous affiliation to a Dark Guild. (人◕ω◕);;; Nothing truly evil, mind you. No murder, kidnapping, trafficking, etc. But they run a gang like it's the yakuza/mafia... Connections and all that. You need something, you go through them. They're also willing to break kneecaps for you and not have it traced back to you. They're spunky kids. (人◕ω◕)

Ultear

One of Ultear's daughters shares commonalities with Sayaka Maizono. She's not quite an "idol", but she is a celebrity and sometimes does Sorcerer Weekly photo shoots, just maybe less... spicier than Mira's eldest. (人◕ω◕) Overall, she's a cheerful, perky, loving girl. Ultear wouldn't let her daughter grow up bitter and resentful like her. ... Though as a celebrity, this daughter knows the world isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Showbiz tends to drag you down like that. (人◕ω◕)

... And one of Ultear's sons is much, much like Kokichi. (人◕ω◕) He inherited both his parents' playful nature... Always up to mischief. He and Mira's eldest are the ones you hafta watch out for... They're always planning something, get bored real easy, and don't mind people thinking ill of them... For this boy's part, he's used to bad publicity. He just wants to have fun~... (人◕ω◕)

Kagura

One of Kagura's daughters would be a lot like Kyoko Kirigiri... (人◕ω◕) Kagura can be very stern and strict, and a tad emotionally detached at times... Not to mention, the lilac-colored hair could be a mesh of Kagura and Natsu's hair colors. (人◕ω◕) This daughter isn't a robot, but she cares about getting to the bottom of things and ensuring nothing like what happened to her Uncle Simon ever happens again (getting kidnapped and forced into slave labor).

Another daughter would be like Peko Pekoyama... She'd inherit the way of the sword from her kaasan. (人◕ω◕) And again, Kagura's stern and dutiful nature is passed down. With Natsu's sense of loyalty as well, of course. (人◕ω◕)

Juvia

One of Juvia's kids would be a loooooot like Ibuki Mioda. (人◕ω◕) Crazy energy. Likes fire a lot. (人◕ω◕);;; She's very affectionate, and seems to have inherited her kaasan's sixth sense for "rivals" (in this case, her sisters) trying to get "alone time" with tousan, which she wants in on. She's got good hearing like tousan. (人◕ω◕)

Meredy

One of Meredy's daughters would be like Aoi Asahina. Can't sit still, enjoys eating (and training off all the calories), can be a bit of a hothead at times but she's got morals and principles she sticks to. (人◕ω◕) Friendship is very important to her~

Wendy

One of Wendy's daughters would be like Mikan Tsumiki... (人◕ω◕) Inherits her Mama's desire to care for people, but she's super fragile... and has also inherited the ability to trip on air, just like her kaasan~... \(人◕ω◕)/ ... She can also be a bit horny like Wendy, but that's not widely talked about... (人◕ω◕)

Chelia

One of Chelia's kids would be a little like Ruruka... She's cutesy, has a thing for making sweets and urging everyone to enjoy her sweets... The distinct difference is she's not bitchy. (人◕ω◕) Chelia-chan raises her daughter right~... And Natsu, too.

Brandish

One of Brandish's daughters would be like Chiaki Nanami... Tends to not want to do very much except play games, but she is a sweet, caring girl... Who inherited her kaasan's love for gelatos. (人◕ω◕) Such a kind, loving goober~ ... Also inherited kaasan's, um... Pillars of Heaven. (人◕ω◕)

Cana

One of Cana's daughters.... Would be like Celestia Ludenberg/Taeko Yasuhiro. (人◕ω◕) Having a Mama widely known for her drunkenness is not very appealing... So she envisioned a new identity for herself, "disowning" her family... or at least her kaasan. She's still a daddy's girl at heart, but she's also a big High Roller who loves to gamble. ... Gamble and win. Winning is the most important part. (人◕ω◕)

... Let's see... Ugh. I said I wasn't going to do them all... But there's only a few left. It'd be a shame to not think of them... XD

Yukino

... This was a tough one. lol I've been trying to think of Danganronpa comparisons for a Natsu x Yukino kid... And the well is just about dried up for inspiration. But I suppose the kid could be similar to Gonta - in that he's a very strong kid, and people "judge" him for being so strong and intimidating.... But like his Mama, the boy has a heart of gold and cares for people a lot. (人◕ω◕) he wants to become true gentleman~...

Lisanna

One of Lisanna's daughters might be a lot like Kotoko... XD Very obsessed with "adorbs" things, and she's a big daddy's girl.... And friendship is very important to her~.... :3 ... She can be a bit dramatic, though~...

Sayla

... I think a son and daughter of Sayla-chan would be like Korekiyo Shinguji and his sister... Minus the incest, really. ^^;;; For this situation, they just love each other a lot. They like reading and studying, and they can come across as creepy and intimidating.... And shady. (人◕ω◕) But they're nice, really! ... For the most part. (人◕ω◕)

Virgo

Lastly... one of Virgo's daughters would be like Ritsu, from Assassination Classroom. (人◕ω◕) She inherited Natsu's cheerfulness.... And her kaasan's, erm... racy habits. (人◕ω◕);;; She's a smart cookie. ... Just very perverted. And unapologetic for being perverted. (人◕ω◕)

#Fairy Tail #Natsu harem

[lewddevils]

Prompt: Issei becomes Mirajane's personal photographer. Meaning he helps her out intimately before, during, and after a photo shoot. And she can use one of her demon forms while with him.

Mirajane waited for her new photographer to arrive at today's set, a beautiful small Cliffside lake some photographers for Sorcerer Magazine found. Though he's not new as they have been together for months now.

"Hehehe!" Giggling softly with that thought. She thinks back on meeting this handsome man, Issei Hyoudou. Not only has he been a great photographer to work with, he is also a great lover to have. Oh, the man didn't waste anytime in perving on her. She found him endearing despite his perverted side. They learned a lot about each other and it didn't take long for Issei to help her out with her other needs~!

Now here she was sitting at the edge of the lake, already wearing one of the bikinis for the shoot.

"Mira-chan!"

Turning her head, she spots Issei running carrying all the equipment with ease. "Ara, Issei-kun!" Standing up she goes towards lover boy and helps him set up. In no time the two set up everything, Mirajane posing, Issei taking the photos, and the two making out in between the shots. The two groping each other every now and then, both getting hot and bothered. Leading up to the sex they always have after the photo shoots.

Night has fallen and Issei waits by the lake while Mirajane is preparing a little something for her favorite devil~

"Oh~Issei~" Mirajane sensual calls out. Issei turns towards her, gaining a shock face instantly morphing into a goofy smile. Right before him is Mirajane in her Satan Soul Halphas with a difference. Her horns and wings are still there. Her forearms and legs still having their scales but looking to be more soft this time. Her tail swaying as she walks forward with a two-piece bikini instead of the form's usual one-piece suit. The bikini reflected Halphas color scheme, blue and white cross strap styled bikini. Her bust barely contained by the top and so easy to shift them aside to free the nipples. The bottom was the same as a cross straps, but with the modification of there being a hole showing off her dripping pussy.

Seeing how wet his lover is, Issei zoomed to her before she took anymore steps. Planting his lips, the two entering a fierce battle of tongues as Issei groped her ass giving it a few slaps. Mira growling into the kiss, trying to dominate, but as always Issei overtook her. Having shoved two fingers into her, leading to the pseudo-devil to leave an opening. Issei pushes the model to a tree, his cock out and ready to enter her wet cave.

MIrajane whimpers, feeling her devil simply rub his cock over her pussy, torturing her. "Damn it Issei! Just shove it in!"

"No can do Mira-chan! Gotta punish you for a bit." Issei teases, kissing her neck as his hands now go for her tits. His fingers entering her bikini top toying her nipples. Mira softly moan, grabbing hold of Issei's head keeping him lip locked, grinding against his penis as he continues rubbing her opening.

Mira shivers slightly. It seems at some point, Issei has fully pushed the straps aside, now softly bouncing her titties. Groaning, she whispers demonically, yet sexually "You better shove that fucking cock of yours inside me and fill me up with your fucking cu-AH~!"

Issei knew not to waste anymore time and shoved it as his devil demands before she finished speaking. His arms wrapped around her, holding her with his hands gripping her ass as he thrusts vigorously. The two growling and moaning as the pounding goes for a long time.

"Here you it comes! Have my devil cum Mira!"

"Yes~GIve it to me~!" Mirajane moans, both feeling their climaxes. Cum bursts inside Mirajane, her eyes rolling upwards feeling the intensity and loving it! Her wings expanding and subconsciously she wraps her legs around Issei slightly taking flight but not that high.

By morning the two were up, still dazed and horny from their lovemaking. Which explains why the editors for Sorcerer's Magazine didn't see the two return on time to hand in the photos.

#devilish~ lewd~ prompts #megareader93 aka composcreator

[abbatoirablaze]

Fated Au, The Secret Kingdom, Joe Rogers' Secret Daughters

Word Count:  943

Warnings:  mentions of cheating, mentions of grooming/behavior, secret children. 

“What is this place?” Jake asked nervously as he held Nessa on one hip, while Ransom balanced Mira on the other.  Jake stared around himself in wonder.  He’d recognized the snow-capped mountains off in the horizon, but this place was very much the same as Ransom’s own kingdom.

“It’s a refuge, much like our kingdom,” Ransom said thoughtfully.  His thumb grazed over his husband’s hand, and he gave it a small squeeze; it was a comfort, albeit a small one to Jake, “I-I don’t rule here though…someone else does.”

“Who does?”

“My mother.”

Jake’s brow furrowed and he stopped walking to look at his husband, “your mother?  S-she’s alive?  When we got married you said your parents weren’t here…”

Ransom bit his lip and nodded, “yeah…she-uh-she doesn’t leave her kingdom…ever.  Not since she exiled my father.  He’s alive too…I don’t talk to either of them very much”

Jake frowned, “w-well, are we welcome here?”

“For a little while.  She knows that we’re here, and she knows why.”

Jake’s brow furrowed yet again, “What do you mean for a little while, Ran?  What exactly are we doing here?”

“The refuge, it-it’s for women only,” Ransom admitted, “her kingdom is for women of all creatures and designations.  Where they want to escape a realm of men…the girls will be safe here from Ember…my mother hates her…and she won-”

“Do I want to know why?”

“Needless to say, her mom is the reason my mother exiled my father,” he frowned, “and she’s apparently the spitting image of her.  The only one my mom does like is Autumn…”

“That seems to be a common occurrence with a lot of people.”

“You don’t even know the half of it,” he nervously chuckled.  Jake gave ransom a look and he pointed to a cabin that was by the water, “this is where we are going though…”

“A little rinky dink cabin?” Jake scoffed, “Wha-“

But Jake stopped speaking when Ransom snapped, and they were at the door.  It opened before them to reveal what looked like a palace on the inside.

“It’s bewitched, my love,” Ransom teased sweetly, “my mother wanted all the women to feel like they had their own safe space, but didn’t want anyone to feel out of place as some have come from a poor background, so everyone has a small looking cabin that’s bewitched on the interior, and a decent chunk of land so they have their own privacy.”

Jake nodded to himself, not wanting to be any more offensive in the unknown land.  Taking a step inside, Jake was immediately met with a familiar scent.  His nose started twitching, and Ransom chuckled. 

“That’s probably Chantel.”

And right on cue a tall, model of a woman came sauntering into the main area.  She was just a few inches shy of six feet.  Jake’s eyes nearly bulged at how familiar she looked.  But she only smiled politely at him, “you’ve brought another one of them, Ransom…”

“Another one?”

Ransom frowned and gave his husband a guilty look, “Chantel is Ari’s older sister.”

If Jake had been drinking water, he would have done a spit-take, “Ari’s what?”

“Chantel, why did you leave?  We were in the middle of a-“ a blonde lioness waltzed into the foyer and immediately stopped speaking when she saw Jake and Ransom and the girls, “oh…did you know we were having company, Chan?”

“Ransom told me!” A third girl said quickly, coming into view.  Jake was at a loss for words as the dragon shifter smiled and waved, “Jake…it’s so nice to finally meet you.  I’m sure you can see the family resemblance, right?”

“I-“

“I didn’t tell him about you all before we came.”

“Oh, well, I’m AnnMarie…Johnny is my younger brother.  I’m an omega dragon…Sarah there is Steve’s little sister.  She’s an iota lioness, and Chantel is Ari’s older sister.  She’s a beta selkie…”

“Y-you’re my sisters?”

“Well, some of them,” Sarah said sarcastically, “you know good old dad…couldn’t ever keep it in his pants if his life depended on it…”

“But-I-“

“Our moms hid us away when they found out about us being girls,” Chantel said delicately, “I’m sure you each have learned of…his particular interests.”

Jake frowned, having found out about Steve’s abuse only a few years ago, before his daughters were born, “A-and your moms…they put you here?”

“For safe-keeping,” AnnMarie smiled, “god…it’s so good to meet you though.  Ari told us all about you guys…I honestly thought Ransom would bring Johnny next…you know, with him already being married to a nymph and having his children…Ransom…I thought you were going to bring Johnny and Chase next!”

Jake’s mouth dropped in shock.  He still couldn’t believe that Ari had been told about his siblings before he had.  But AnnMarie’s eyes went wide.

“Oh…not that I mean we didn’t want to meet you…we totally did.  I just really wanted to meet my baby brother.  Ari told me I’m an auntie…is it true?  Did he find his mate?  God, that’s so romantic how he told us about Chase…and the babies.  They have five now, rig-“

“Ann, I think you’re overwhelming him,” Sarah said with a huff as she pushed her sister out of the way, “and if he’s anything like the others you’re going to need to give him a minute to recoup.”

“The others?” Jake asked nervously.

“Yeah…your full sisters, duh!” AnnMarie said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“M-my full sisters?” Jake asked, “a-as in, plural?”

“Oh Ransom,” Chantel cooed, sparing a glance at the faerie, “you really didn’t tell your husband anything before you brought him, did you?”

“Jennifer’s gonna be pissed.”

#fated au #fated #the secret kingdom #soft jake jensen #jake jensen #the losers (2010) #the losers fanfiction #the losers movie #a/b/o fic #a/b/o #a/b/o au #hugh ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale #fae ransom drysdale #faerie king

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It's over!!

These 2 days were really special, I never thought I'd be able to watch a Maji Love Live in real time, and it was just so much fun!! I was even happier to be able to connect once again with the people of the fandom, everyone is always so loving and supporting, we laugh and cry together and I really missed that.

Utapri, seiyuu, staff, composers, dancers and fandom: You're My Life! Let's stay together always ♡

#utapri #maji love live 7th stage #7th stage #mira chan speaks #i hope this excitement and happiness continues forever

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Chapter 23: Home

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After 5 long years, your family finally moves to a new house. It’s bigger than the house Kiyoomi first lived in. Since you have kids now, so more rooms must be added. You don’t even know how your husband managed to find such a big house that is close to the city.

Kia is beyond excited to have her own room after 3 long years of sharing it with her younger siblings “Wow! My room is so big!” Kia says in awe, her eyes wandering her new room. She climbs up the bed and jumps on it, letting out a series of laughter every time the sole of feet recognize the springy feeling. “I love my bed! It’s big and it’s all mine!”

“Kia, be careful or you’ll fall,” Kiyoomi warns her. Done checking with Kia, he follows Mina and your family dog, Momo, inside her new room. “Do you like it?”

“Where’s Momo’s bed?” Mina asks as she looks around the room for the said thing. The Shiba Inu follows behind her like a loyal servant.

“I thought you wanted Momo to sleep beside you?” Kia’s eyes turn wide in joy as she runs to her father. She raises her arms so Kiyoomi bends down and she gives him a kiss on the cheek.

“Momo, give papa a kiss too!” Mina cheers and the dog jumps on Kiyoomi. He catches him with his hands and stretches his arms away from his body.

“We’re not close enough to be kissing,” Kiyoomi tells Momo and puts him down. Momo resembles his cousin, Komori, so Kiyoomi feels awkward showing affection towards him.

Kiyoomi leaves Mina to discover her room, which is very kid-friendly since that’s what he specifically asked the interior designer of the house when it was being built. He then heads to where you and the twins are. From your posture and way of speaking, it seems like you’re having an argument with your youngest children.

“What’s wrong?” Kiyoomi asks you, casually putting a hand on your hip and pulling you close to him. He eyes Kin and sees the scowl on his son’s face. Kiyoomi sticks his tongue out, childishly mocking him.

“Stop that. He’s your son,” you scold your husband and he stops making fun of Kin. “Kin and Mira wants to sleep in their rooms.”

“Then, let them? Does it really matter?” Kiyoomi answers and the twins nod, agreeing to his words.

“We’re big now!” They tell you in unison.

“You’re three and you don’t want to sleep with mama anymore?” You sigh in disappointment.

“Are you scared on your own mama?” Kin frowns and you nod dramatically. Kiyoomi gags at your acting and you nudge his side with your elbow. “Do you want Kin to stay with you?”

“She has me,” Kiyoomi butts in and Kin gives him an unamused gaze.

“You’re not even home most of the time...” Kin rebuts with confidence. Kiyoomi grimaces at his son’s words and you just laugh. “Right, Mira?”

“Right!” Mira just agrees to whatever her twin brother says.

“Listen to the kids, Omi,” you whisper to him and he rolls his eyes. “Please set up the table in the garden. It’s almost dinner time.” You kiss your husband’s cheek and then you hear Kin chant that he wants kisses too. You fulfill your son’s wishes before skipping happily to your new kitchen.

The three of them set up the table just like you requested, while the two older girls help you in the kitchen. “I’m cooking the meat now,” Kiyoomi tells you as he takes out the meat from the freezer. You hum and continue cooking the other dishes.

“Go help your papa set up the table,” you order Kia and Mina. They wipe their hands clean before going out to help their father.

Kin and Mira keep running back and forth from the kitchen to the garden as they carry one plate at a time. Kia and Mina are arranging the table cloth and wiping the benches clean. Momo is helping by making sure that no bugs or birds are landing on the plates and being cute of course.

“Do you want meat?” Kiyoomi asks his kids. They don’t answer him as they are too preoccupied with other things.

Kia hears him and answers, “I’m not in the mood to eat meat papa.”

“Momo, do you want meat?” The dog barks at his question and points his forefingers at him. “You’re my favorite child for a reason.”

“Why is Momo your favorite child? You said you’re not even close enough to kiss!” Mina pouts and glares at her father.

“Mama said favoritism is bad!” Kia reprimands her father, her hands on her hips. “We are your children! You should love us equally!”

“Right! Love us equally!” Mira echoes her sister’s words, putting her hands on her hips as well.

“I thought I was your favorite!” Kin complains and Kiyoomi’s eyes dart at him.

“You don’t even like me!” Kiyoomi complains back and Kin raises his forefinger up as if he’s going to make such a great point.

“But mama said you specifically asked for me, which means I am your favorite,” Kin explains and just when Kiyoomi is about to make a retorting statement, Mira shouts.

“Papa! The meat is burning!”

“Shit!” Kiyoomi curses as he tries to weaken the fire. The garden falls dead silent as his kids stare at him in disbelief and shock. Their father could curse? “What?”

“You said a bad word!” Kia gasps dramatically.

“Said a bad word!” Mira mimics Kia’s dramatic gasp.

“No I didn’t!” Kiyoomi tries to argue, attempting to sound believable.

“Papa, stop lying. Even Momo heard it...” Mina says in disappointment. The barks as if he’s agreeing to Mina.

“Remember when I said I’ll buy you a trampoline when we move houses?” Kiyoomi tries to change the topic so he can escape his children’s interrogation.

“Shit!” Kin says loudly, and as if on cue, you go out to the garden and hear your three year old son cuss with all of his heart.

“Sakusa Kiyoomi! How many times do I have to warn you about not cussing in front of the kids?!” Kiyoomi face palms and glares at Kin. The younger boy just shrugs and runs to help you with the dishes you are carrying.

Before dinner starts, you want to take a picture of your family for keepsake. Sadly, that isn’t easy to do with four kids.

Mira and Kin are fighting over who gets to sit on your lap, leading to the twins crying. Kia is restless and hungry and just wants the picture to be taken but her siblings are acting up, which leads to her acting up as well. Mina is shy and hiding behind Momo. Kiyoomi is trying his best to make the twins to settle down so he attempts to take Kin away from you, but the boy just grabs his hair and tugs on it quite harshly.

In the photos taken, you have no good ones as expected. Kia is frowning at all the pictures. In one picture she’s rolling her eyes in irritation. Mina’s face can’t be seen since she’s hiding behind your family dog. Kin is still grabbing Kiyoomi’s hair and scratching his face, holding whatever is close to him. Mira is wailing on your lap and is screaming ‘papa’ since she wants to be with Kiyoomi now. Meanwhile, you and Kiyoomi look so tired and haggard in the photos. The only one who looks good in the photos is Momo. The dog is just sitting and smiling with his tongue out. So much for just one family picture.

Dinner finally starts after that chaotic pictorial and you say your thanks before eating. Kiyoomi cuts the burnt steak he cooked into smaller pieces and attempts to give it to Kin. His son rejects it so Kiyoomi sighs and takes the meat out of his bowl.

“I’ll eat it!” Kia volunteers and lifts her bowl so Kiyoomi can put the meat in it.

“I thought you were not in the mood for meat?” Kiyoomi raises an eyebrow at her but gives her the beef anyways.

“I changed my mind,” Kia reasons.

No, she didn’t. Kia hasn’t changed her mind. She really doesn’t want to eat the steak but when she saw Kiyoomi’s sad expression because of Kin’s rejection, she felt bad for him. She can’t scold Kin about rejecting food yet since he’s young, but she has to show him that the food their parents are providing them is special

“It’s good papa,” Kia compliments her father. Kiyoomi smiles at her and he continues to cook meat. She eats what he gives her without complains. Seeing his sister eat with gusto, Kin asks for meat and eats it.

“Me too!” Mira gives her bowl to Kiyoomi which he gladly puts the sliced beef in. She happily eats it and even feeds her twin brother with it.

Kia watches her father’s face light up in satisfaction which makes her feel blissful.

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It’s 12AM and Kiyoomi feels a small hand tugging on his finger. He wakes up from the touch, and sees his son with an almost crying face. “Hi, buddy. Why are you up?”

“Want to sleep with you,” Kin answers, pulling his little blanket close to his chest. Kiyoomi’s heart softens. Kin may act like he hates his father, but deep down he wants his attention and affection too.

Seeing his son’s scared image, he jumps out of bed and picks him up. If Kin is scared, so must be Mira.“Okay. Let’s go get your sister first.” He walks to Mira’s room as quiet as possible so he doesn’t wake you or any of his daughters up.

Kiyoomi sees Mira’s door open so he quickly checks the room and doesn’t see her there. He hears murmurs from Kia’s room and also notices how Mina’s room is empty.

“Don’t be scared. Nee-chan is here!” Kiyoomi overhears Kia speak. He peeks at the small opening at the doorway and sights Kia putting Mina and Mira to bed. “Do you want me to tell you a story?”

“Yes...” Mira answers, shifting closer to Mina so they can cuddle. Momo is sleeping at the end of the bed, unbothered.

“We are going to have a new baby sister!” Kia confidently announces.

‘That’s not a story! That’s a gossip!’ Kiyoomi chuckles and then enters the room, which surprises his three daughters. “What are the three of you talking about that is keeping you awake at this?”

“Papa! Tell us a story!” Kia tries to hide their recent conversation, but her expression is giving it away. She looks like a deer that has been seen in the middle of the road. “Mina and Mira were scared so they went in my room to sleep.”

‘They’re still sleeping together in one room after all.’

“Okay. I’ll tell you a story. What kind of story do you want?” Kiyoomi gives in and sits on Kia’s bed. He puts Kin down on the bed and he snuggles close to his twin sister immediately.

“About you and mama!” Kia giggles as she joins in her other siblings.

“Again?” Kiyoomi raises an eyebrow at her. Kia loves hearing stories about the two of you. It puts her at ease.

Kiyoomi starts to share a random story about you and him during high school. Your first time meeting his family exactly. And midway, he hears his children snoring soundly so he stops speaking. He then notices Kia looking out her window.

“Go to sleep...” He tells her.

“Papa, I am so happy you’re my father,” Kia says out of nowhere, taking Kiyoomi aback. “I don’t think I would be this happy if you weren’t.”

“I’m happy you’re my daughter, too.” Kiyoomi kisses the top of her head and then smiles at her.

Kiyoomi is thankful.

Kiyoomi is very thankful that she is his daughter. If he didn’t meet Kia 5 years ago, he wouldn’t know where or who he’d be now. Having children changed him and probably made him a better person. He still can’t go on a crowd on his own, but if he’s with his kids, everything possible for him. Kiyoomi is willing to go out of his comfort zone if it means his children’s happiness.

Kiyoomi thankful that you gave him a chance to prove that he can be Kia’s father. Not just Kia, but also Mina, Mira and Kin. He knows how stressed you are with having to take care of 4 kids and him not being around most of the time, but you still stayed. You never gave up on motherhood, your children and him. He falls in love with you again and again every single day just for it. You are the best thing that has happened to him.

Kiyoomi is thankful that he has a house where you and your children are in. He doesn’t go home everyday but he knows that when he does, you’re there to welcome him. Kia is there caring for her younger siblings with you. Mina is there drawing on the living room, while her dog, Momo, sleeps on the couch. Mira is there running after her twin brother and making sure he doesn’t hurt himself. Kin is there watching everything you do because he loves you so much. You’re there raising your children with sincerity and love. You and your child are there waiting for him.

Kiyoomi is thankful that he gets to go home to where the five of you are.

Sakusa Kiyoomi is thankful that you’re his home.

“I’m also excited for my new baby sister,” Kia mentions again. Kiyoomi for sure knows you aren’t pregnant because if you are, you would be complaining about it again. Or are you hiding it from him?

“Did your mama tell you that?” He asks for assurance that this is only part of Kia’s imagination and random child babbles.

“No, but I’m sure that mama has our baby sister in her stomach.” Kia closes her eyes and hugs Mina who is beside her.

“Okay...” Kiyoomi lets it pass and slowly drifts back to sleep, too tired to go back to your room.

Morning comes and you wake up to an empty space beside you. “Kiyoomi must have gone jogging...” You yawn and stretch your arms up. It’s already 6AM but you don’t hear any of your children chant the word, “mama” so you stand up and check on them. The silence is too rare that it’s scaring you.

Mira’s, Kin’s and Mina’s rooms are empty so you get anxious. You’re telling yourself that maybe Kiyoomi brought them jogging with him so you’ll feel better, but your anxiety grows since you know that Kiyoomi will never bring the four of them with him. Momo goes out of Kia’s room so you run to it, in hopes that your children are all there.

They are, and your husband is also there.

Kia and Mina are tucked in Kiyoomi’s armpits. Their hands holding onto their father’s shirt. Mira’s face is flat laid flat on Kiyoomi’s stomach, but her body is on the bed. Kin is on his thighs, the small boy hugging the muscular leg. You let out a silent giggle at the cute sight in front of you.

And all that happiness fades when you suddenly feel lightheaded. The feeling of being nauseous hits you so you run to Kia’s bathroom, which wakes everyone in the room up.

“Babe, are you okay?” Kiyoomi asks you he shakes his kids off his body.

“See, papa? I told you mama has our baby sister in her stomach!” Kia states as she rubs her sleepy eyes.

“We’re having another child?!”

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Thank you so much for supporting my first ever story here. This will forever have a special place in my heart. I hope you all enjoyed it ♥️

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Keeping a Secret - Prologue

plot: ehehe lemme leave this blank for now as this is only a prologue genre: fluff, crack, slow burn, eventual smut, sexual tension, angst at some point wc: 2.7k

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I am reeling just from finishing this one because Tsukki is my boy (Kuroo ily too i swear)

Who writes 2.7k words of prologue? lol me

I’ll set up the masterlist when I’m done with the 1st Chapter.

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You aren’t just annoying. You’re a fucking menace. Every time he goes to the gym, your presence is like a plague. You're just a manager, but sometimes he thinks that you think you’re the assistant coach. There’s nothing he’d love more than to shower you with the nastiest, most off-handed comments, just to shut you up and wipe the cheery grin that taunts him every time he sees you. 

Seriously, you’re all over the place -- you talk to all members of the team as if you’re a player yourself, you nag everyone to take care of themselves outside training like you’re their older sister, you hand out self-gathered information on upcoming matches as soon as matchups are announced, you scamper around the gym tossing balls, assembling the net, doing whatever the hell you can get your hands on, all the while wearing those stupid shorts that distract the majority of the team, especially the new members. 

As his eyes follow you, you suddenly turn around to face him, breaking him from his reverie. Even when you’re halfway across the gymnasium, he can see the sharp playfulness that you always exude whenever you talk to him. 

“Tsukishima!” You wave at him with that disgustingly sweet grin. “If you’re done staring at my sexy back, you can start your blocking drills, okay?!” you shout with a voice loud enough for everyone else in the gym to hear.  Tsukishima feels multiple sets of eyes glance towards his direction and he ‘tsks’ in annoyance under his breath.

He immediately walks away. He refuses to hear more of the unnecessary and untrue prattles directed at him by you.  

He hears footsteps follow him. Judging from its pace and heavy strides, he already knows its Kogane without even looking

“Oi, Tsukki. Do you like our manager?”

He doesn’t understand why Kogane is whispering when you’re half a court away from them. More than that, he doesn’t understand why Kogane assumes he likes you. For one, you were wrong: he wasn’t even staring at you. He was staring randomly at nothing while thinking  about how irritating you are and you just happened to be at his line of sight. 

“I don’t see anything to like about her,” he replies passively. 

“What? Why? She’s super helpful -- and pretty too.” Kogane, just like the rest of the team, believes so. Even Kyoutani is fond of you because of that one time you received his spike on full force. You rolled on your back from the sheer power of it but you were able to receive it perfectly, making the whole team go wild when you did, with him as the only exception as he found it inane. 

“If you think so, go confess or something then.” 

“You know we can’t!” Pink stains begin to surface on his teammate’s cheeks, obviously infatuated with you. Then again, this is not new to him. It was a basic reaction from anyone whose dick is more functional than their brain.  Maybe it’s because you’re the only female so close to everyone else. Honestly, he really doesn’t know. But one thing’s for sure. Kogane has 0 chances with you, and neither does every player of Sendai Frogs. 

He remembers the conceitedness you displayed even in your first year as a manager. You two became part of the team almost at the same time. He was two months in when the former manager introduced you to the team. As she finished introducing you, you whispered to her to add something. It went something like ‘oh, umm. y/n-chan also said that no one from the team can’t date her.’ Even the former manager looked at you weirdly but you were just there beaming as you bowed to everybody. 

They thought it was a joke, but when you became a full-pledged manager in less than six months, you announced it yourself. 

‘I know I’m kind of cute, but I won’t ever consider dating anyone from the team. Okay?’

You announce it with a sickening smile every time there are new members, reminding everyone else that you’re untouchable. 

It’s fucking atrocious, to him at least. Unlike the other players from his team, he’s not shallow enough to fancy you just because you’re not disgusting to look at, or that you did your managerial duties so exceedingly well.

He grits his teeth. He hates it. How can someone so chaotic as you be so effective in managing the team. What grinds him even more is that you go to the same university he does, and even there, your presence stinks. He once had a class with you only to find out that you’re not as dumb as you make yourself out to be. 

It’s infuriating. He can’t wait for the day you mess up -- only then would he finally get the chance to diss you. He’ll turn that shit-eating smile of yours upside down. 

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Man, nothing boosts your mood better than bugging Tsukishima. When you felt his sinister stare boring at your back earlier, you just couldn’t waste the opportunity to say something about it. He just ignored you, but the scowl on his face was enough response to satisfy you. 

The truth is, you have nothing against Tsukishima. Yeah, he has a sharp tongue and a vile attitude, but hey, he’s a good team player. He doesn’t speak much, but he gets shit done in matches. Despite his foul personality, he’s actually manageable: he listens to you and he rarely shows up late. He’s not particularly motivating to look at, but he still does what’s asked of him. For some reason that you don’t know, he still hasn’t spat out his usual, rancid remarks towards you. You know he’s itching to, and honestly, you’re kind of curious of what he’ll throw your way. 

Still, for the last three years he kept his mouth shut even though he looks at you like you’re the most unpleasant being he’s ever laid eyes on. 

“Y/n!”

You jog towards the team coach, Coach Mira. “Yes, Coach?”

“Do you like Tsukishima?” she asks curiously. The question is funny to you but you hold back the laughter and smile instead.

You like Coach Mira a lot. She’s more like an older sister than a coach to you. You’re free to share a few laughs with her, and she values your input to the team. Maybe it’s because you’re both women drowned in a sea of male athletes that you sort of have that innate connection. 

“No, Coach. Why?”

“Cause you pay attention to him the most.”

“I don’t see what’s to like about him,” you veer your gaze towards his direction, watching his scowling face as he walks away, Koganegawa following closely behind him. You can’t hear them, but the sight is already amusing as it is. “I just like putting him in place whenever he’s being extra nasty,” you add. 

“If you say so, y/n. Honestly, I don’t really care if you go out with one of them.” 

You wave your hand back and forth like you’re swatting a fly. “No way, Coach. They’re like little boys I’m taking care of.”

She sweeps her gaze behind you, scanning all the players present in the court. “Can’t say they feel the same way though.” Then she looks at the same person you’re looking at. “Well, maybe except for Tsukishima.”

“That’s why I like messing around with him the most,” you admit with mirth as you watch Tsukishima get away from Kogane.

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Everyone in the gymnasium is staring as they enter the arena. If there’s one thing opposing teams remember about the Sendai Frogs, it’s their female tandem of a stone-cold coach and a ‘hot,’ bubbly manager who walk side by side in front of the whole team, not the players.

It’s not really an issue for Tsukishima. He doesn’t really care. Shimizu had the same reputation back in high school. But you? You’re not Shimizu. You aren’t even close.

And you, being the chaotic mess that you are, you milked the attention. Whenever someone blatantly gapes at you,  you’d wave at them. You’d even entertain those who openly flirted with you. In retrospect, he should find it despicable. Rather finds it entertaining. So does the rest of the team.

When the Sendai Frogs reach their spot, a guy wearing a Tamaden Elephants jersey approaches you shamelessly. A brave (maybe a little bit foolish) act, considering you’re with the whole team.

“Hi!”

You turn around and greet him just as enthusiastically, maybe even more.

“I just want to say, great game from last season, he says as he scratches the back of his head. 

Liar. 

If the guy really wants to acknowledge the team’s play from last season, he’d approach one of the players. He also wouldn’t have that stupid blush on his awe-struck face. 

“Thank you! Great game indeed,” you return the compliment.

As soon as the guy starts fidgeting, Tsukishima can already guess what comes next: it’s either a date or your number.

“If you don’t mind, can I get your number?”

Tsukishima sneers at how predictable the scene is, and he can’t wait to see what comes next.

You beam at the guy. “Sure! It’s number 1.”

He still smiles even though he’s obviously dumb-founded. “Sorry, what?”

“My number, right? It’s 1. Cause we’re number 1 in the district,” You say with that fake innocence that isn’t really fooling anyone.

“...Uhh.”

“Go Sendai Frogs!” You cheer out of the blue and as if an automated response, the rest of the team, even Tsukishima (though lifelessly), answers.

“Sendai Frogs fight!”

The loud baritone of deep male voices drew the attention of other people in the area, brightening your face up even more as you focus on the guy in front of you again. He looks scandalized by what just happened. 

“How about you? What’s your number?” you ask, pushing the guy to a mental corner as Tsukishima and his team glares at him while waiting for how he’ll answer. An embarrassed blush replaces the previously infatuated one as he realizes that he shouldn’t have made the mistake of hitting on you. 

“I-I’m not really sure,” his voice loses any shred of confidence it once had.

“Oh. That’s too bad,” you feign sympathy. 

“Yeah.” The guy looks down. “Guess I’ll see you around,” he adds before retreating defeatedly.

“Bye! Nice to meet you,” you wave cordially. ‘Whoever you are, newbie elephant,’ you say to yourself as you watch the unfamiliar member of the Elephants go back to his team, a team you wiped the floor with last season.

Until now, you don’t understand why people still even bother. You welcomed the flirtations, but never really went out with anybody. You’re not really opposed to getting in a relationship, but like -- Gooood! They’re all so uninteresting. Rejecting them is more fun than the mere prospect of dating them.

You feel a familiar touch on your shoulder. 

“Good job boosting the team morale,” Coach Mari says in a volume that only you can hear as she pats you.

“Thanks, Coach!” You grin at her praise. 

You turn around to check your players and your eyes instantly land on Tsukishima who had just put on his white headphones and began scrolling at his phone. Around him, everyone else has already started stretching. 

You bounce your way to him, knowing that you’d instantly get his attention even without saying anything. But even with you ogling when you stopped in front of him, he still doesn’t budge.

“Tsukishima.”

No response.

‘Heh,’ you snicker internally. He never fails to amuse you when he tries to ignore you. 

“Tsu~ ki~ shi~ ma~” You bob your head sideways, popping at the opposing sides of his phone so he’ll notice you.

You don’t miss the minute twitch of his eyes as he drags his phone closer to him in an attempt to shut you out. 

Tsk tsk. He should know better by now that you're not the type to back away. 

You go beside him instead, tiptoeing so you can see what he’s so busy looking at. As soon as your arms touch his, he puts down his phone and irritatedly removes his headphones. 

He’s shooting daggers at you, making you giddy with excitement as he looks like he’s about to say something you. You hold his gaze with a raised eyebrow and subtle smirk that you couldn’t suppress. Did he get fed up already? Is he finally going to say something?

‘Do it. Do it. Do it,’ you chant in your head. 

He takes in a painful deep breath instead. “What?” The single word contains so much disdain that you want to cackle so bad. 

“Shouldn’t you be stretching?” you query.

“In a bit.”

You leisurely shake your head with disapproval. “I know you’re a lazy ass fucker sometimes,” you begin. “But you always help us win. You’re our meanest, tallest, best blocker.” Your gaze drops down to his ankles and travels up.

“So,” you continue, dropping your voice amusedly, “stretch those gorgeous, God-given, legs you have.” Your eyes linger on his thighs before landing up to his face to smile sweetly at him. “Will you?”

This is one of the moments you’re pretty sure he won’t dare talk back at you. Why? Because you’re one hundred percent right, and he knows that too. 

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t hate it.

He glares at you for one second and walks towards the rest of the team to join them. 

--

Playing at the professional level, he always considers one match to be a big win already, even if it’s just the first match of the regular rounds. Ever since he became a starter for Sendai Frogs, he was not allowed to slack off even for one rally. He could take the lecture if it’s from Coach, but he couldn’t stomach it if it’s from you. 

Even before the match started, you were already on his grill, pestering him just because he wasn’t warming up yet. He was pissed the whole game and put extra effort than usual to make sure that you won’t have anything to say after. 

“Um, excuse me.” A girl from Red Rabbits blocks him on his way to the restroom. “Tsukishima, right?”

He can tell that she is trying her best to look nonchalant, but the familiar tint on her face is telling.

Tsukishima had never understood girls who approach him for anything remotely romantic. Does he look like he’s interested? It’s not that he’s not open to the idea of dating, but he finds it unpleasant when people go after him because they like how he plays. Worse, for some obtuse reason like him being ‘cute.’

“Yes. Why?”

She smiles at him bashfully with her arms crossed behind her. “I’m also a middle blocker. I was really inspired with how you read block so well. If it’s okay with you, can you teach me how you do it?”

Why would he do that? He’s already a senior college student who’s also a professional athlete. He has no reason to go out of his way to teach someone read blocking. Especially someone who’s already supposed to know it since (as she claims) she’s also a middle blocker. Judging from where they currently are, someone from Division 1 no less. 

“Sorry. I’m really busy,” he says bluntly. 

“Oh, okay. Sorry for bothering you.” She bows then takes off immediately. 

He watches as the girl from Red Rabbits scampers off as quickly as humanly possible. Did she really think he’d agree to it?

He is too occupied to notice the faint sound of footsteps behind him, and only when you speak does he notice your presence.

“Aww, poor girl going out of her way to ask you out.” 

He groans. Why are you even here? You’re supposed to be checking on the team since their match just ended.

You fall into step beside him as he brushes your comment off and continues heading for the rest rooms.

“I didn’t ask her to,” he calmly responds despite your irksome presence. 

“How are you going to get a girlfriend like that?” you ask exaggeratedly as if not getting in a relationship will lead to his ruin.

“I don’t need one.”

You gasp. “Damn, Tsukishima. Men your age are all about raging hormones. Where do you put all that raging testosterone?”

He purses his lips in a corner, his jaw tensing at your remark. Men his age? You talk as if you’re older when you’re in the same year he is.

Also, what the fuck?

Now you’re nagging about his personal life too? You’re already aggravating as the team manager. Now you’re even sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong.

His blatant irritation must have shown in his face because you suddenly let out a giggle. “My bad, my bad. Don’t look so scary. Geez. Where you get action is none of my business. I just followed you to let you know that we’re leaving in twenty minutes.”

You turn around, about to go back but stop before you make the first step. “Oh, and we have a meeting later. I did the stat sheets of the game and gave it to the coach already. Great blocking, Tsukishima!” You pat his shoulder twice with a proud smile, then saunter off back to the arena. 

Damn it. If only you aren’t so good at being a manager, he would actually be able to dislike you to the fullest. Not only that, he wouldn’t feel that silly, tiny contentment he felt upon hearing you.

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[a3yumemira]

How the A3! characters address my Yume Character

Because I’m feeling down and need to get a boost.

Spring:

Sakuya- When they first meet, he only uses director to address both of them, but eventually will start using Mira’s name when they aren’t in rehearsal. [Mira-san]

Masumi- He will only refer to her as director and no one else. He also heeds to her request of never speaking her name. [Director]

Tsuzuru- At first, he’s very formal, calling her Tachibana-san and Director only. But, as they go to school together and start to get closer, he eventually uses her name. [Tachibana-san, Director, Mira-san]

Itaru- Before they realize they both play video games, he only calls her director. After they play video games together, however, he will sometimes use her gamertag, and her name [Mira-san]

Citron- Again, will first call her director, but will come up with many nicknames for her as time goes on. Eventually, with the introduction of Kazunari, he adapts the nickname Mimi for her. [Mimi, Mira, Director]

Chikage- Their relationship is rocky, but he interchangeably uses Mira-san and Director. [Mira-san, Director]

Summer:

Tenma- Like Sakuya, he uses director, however that is dropped quickly as the directors figure out where they fit. Mira tells the Summer Troupe to just use her name. [Mira-san]

Yuki- N o one can escape his nicknames. I think he’d take one look at what she wears everyday and call her a blueberry. It sounds cute, but it’s pointing out that she only wears blue. [Mira-san, Blueberry(Subject to change)]

Muku- He’d take a while to get used to her name, but he would eventually use it. [Mira-san, Mira-chan]

Misumi- Straight up just uses her name and a the nickname Kazunari gives her. [Mira, Mimi]

Kazunari- It’s been said before, but [Mimi]

Kumon- See, this is where it gets different. Kumon would see how Juza and Mira interact, hear Juza call her Mira-nee, and try to adapt it. Yes, Mira has a sibling type relationship with the Hyodo’s. [Mira-san, Onee-san]

Autumn:

Banri- Despite having a sibling type relationship, he usually just calls her by her name. [Mira-san]

Juza- As stated with Kumon, Juza has used Mira-nee. [Director, Mira-san, Mira-nee]

Taichi- After their debut he is on the friendliest of terms with Mira, and calls her as such. [Director, Mira-san, Mira-chan]

Omi- The evolution of their relationship is much like Tsuzuru’s, as they met in class (Both of them are business majors, I didn’t even know he was until recently) so he calls her Tachibana-san for a while, and Director. But they become closer in year 2. [Tachibana-san, Director, Mira-san, Mira]

Sakyo- He calls her Tachibana until her sister starts helping out with the company, which is around the same time as the Autumn Troupe Debut. So he calls her Director Tachibana when Izumi is around, and switches to just Tachibana when she isn’t. Eventually, he will call her a brat, and that’ll be how he addresses her at times (But honestly, he calls everyone that). [Tachibana, Director Tachibana.]

Azami- Of course, he’ll start out not referring to her at all, using phrases like “The other director” or “The louder one” if asked. So when he joins the Autumn Troupe, he starts calling her Director, and later Mira-san, because almost everyone else does. [Director, Mira-san]

Winter:

Tsumugi- Despite Mira not being his director, he still refers to her as Director Tachibana for a while, until he gets the okay to call her by her name. [Director Tachibana, Mira-san, Mira-chan]

Tasuku: He also refers to her as Director Tachibana, until he is able to drop the title. Of course, through their relationship, he eventually uses her name. [Director Tachibana, Tachibana, Mira] (He refers to Izumi as Izumi-san)

Hisoka- Another one who adopted the nickname Kazunari gave her. [Mira-san, Mimi]

Homare- He’s the one who comes up with the Equinox and Solstice director names, so that is how he refers to them for a short while. Specifically for Mira, he will call her Tachibana-kun, and Mira-kun. [Equinox Director, Tachibana-kun, Mira-kun]

Azuma- He quickly adapts the Equinox and Solstice director names, finding them endearing. However, as that fades, he does start referring to her by name. [Equinox Director, Mira-san, Mira-chan]

Guy- He only uses her last name, and refers to Izumi as Izumi-san. [Tachibana]

Bonus? How my Yume character addresses them? (Formality level is important, it shows the progression of relationships- These are grouped up but they’re all used at different times for different reasons.)

Sakuya- [Sakuma-kun, Sakuya-kun, Saku] Masumi- [Masumi, or his full name if he’s in trouble] Tsuzuru- [Tsuzuru-san, Tsuzuru-kun, Tsuzu] Itaru- [Chigasaki-san, Chigasaki, Itaru-san, Taruchi] Citron- [Citron, Birthday buddy] Chikage- [Utsuki-san, Utsuki, Cabbage] Tenma- [Sumeragi-san, Tenma-kun] Yuki- [Rurikawa-kun, Yuki-kun] Muku- [Muku, Mukkun] Misumi [Ikaruga-san, Misumi-san, Misumi] Kazunari- [Miyoshi-san, Kazunari-kun, Kazu, Kaz] Kumon- [Kumon-kun, Kumon] Banri- [Settsu, Banri-kun] Juza- [Juza-kun, Sweets] Taichi- [Taichi-kun, Taicchan] Omi- [Fushimi-san, Fushimi-kun, Omi-san, Omi-kun, Omi] Sakyo- [Furuichi-san, Sakyo-san] Azami- [Azami-kun] Tsumugi- [Tsukioka-san, Tsumugi-san] Tasuku- [Takato, Tasuku] Hisoka- [Hisoka-kun, HIsoka] Homare [Arisugawa, Homare-san] Azuma- [Yukishiro, Azuma-san] Guy [Guy-san]

Did that give me a boost? Not really. But it was nice.

[teacup-set]

halcyon days

Summary: The sea rages as it yearns for its lover, but for one fortnight each year, it's perfectly still. [SasuSaku, Mythical!AU]

FFN, AO3

AN: I wrote this story a long while ago, but got around to editing it recently while shifting my work to AO3, so decided to give it one more chance on here.

x

I sit on the warm, white sand and watch my mother and father embrace moments before my father is to embark on a sea voyage. She softly kisses his cheek and he offers her a reassuring smile as he walks back to the dock, where countless men work on countless ships, inspecting every nook and crevice to ensure that the vessel is ready for the sea.

My mother joins the rest of the women as they all wave their hands in goodbyes and shout good wishes. It is only an empty ritual though, everyone knows that for fourteen days around the winter solstice the sea is absolutely calm and still. Only a gentle sea breeze races across the water’s surface, filling the sails of the ships and spraying droplets of water into the air where they catch the rays of the sun and explode into iridescent colors.

A legend dictates that any man who sets sail between the seven days before the winter solstice and the seven days after would find his way back to his lover's arms unharmed, which is why my people chose this day to embark on a voyage.

But it's not like they could have chosen any other day. For these fourteen days the sea is calm, but for the rest of the year, it rages. Mother says the sea is clawing at the land in longing, because something it loves lives here. Tide after tide attack the shore with such ferocity that it is impossible to dwell anywhere near the sea.

Which is why my tribe lives in the very heart of wave country, far away from the enraged sea, and only travel down here once a year. The beach is barren and soulless, save for one house over the low cliff.

My eyes trail away from the departing seamen and glance over to my left, where the old man who lives in the cliff-top abode is sitting on a boulder, something close to relief reflected on his face.

He's been living in that hut for more years than I've been born, but somehow the waves never seem to touch his little home.

I've seen him walking along the beach before, with an uchiwa fan sewn onto the back of his Yukata. I recognize it, it's the emblem of the Uchiha tribe, the fire wielders from the land of leaves, so why did this old man reside in wave country?

I see grandma Ino slowly walking towards me, and I make up my mind to ask her about the mysterious old man. She seems about as old as he does, perhaps she has some answers.

It takes another few moments for her old, frail knees to carry her to the spot where I am sitting, and as soon as she reaches she settles down at a spot behind me and weaves her fingers through my hair.

I inherited her long, pale blonde hair and she loved to weave it into elaborate braids, while I enjoy the welcome pressure of her fingertips on my scalp. She sets to work, parting and twisting my hair, and I finally ask her the question that had been ricocheting inside my head.

"Ino baa-chan," I say, "Who is that man sitting on the rocks over there? The one who lives by the sea?"

Even though I cannot see her face, I know she is smiling and I can hear it in her voice when she speaks.

"Mira, did you know, there was once a time that the sea was calm and quiet all year round?"

I'm a little annoyed, because she doesn't answer my question, but her words have piqued my curiosity. "Really, baa-chan? This fearsome sea?" I ask.

"Aa," she says, and I can tell she is still smiling "This very sea."

"What changed, then?"

As soon as I said those words, her hands became still, and I know she is going to tell me a story. I don’t not mind though, Ino baa-chan tells the best stories, so I remove my legs from underneath me, turn to face her, and sit down in a more comfortable, cross legged position.

She inhales deeply, and with a faraway look in her eyes, she begins...

x

A young woman sits on the rocks by the sea, looking out at the endless expanse of water before her. Her long coral hair cascades down her shoulders in soft waves as she rests her head in the palm of her hand and smiles softly.

The trance she is lost in is interrupted when she hears a distressed mewling in the distance. White dress flowing in the wind, she gets up and breaks into a run towards the sound, coming to halt when she sees a dolphin beached on the shore and a man hovering over it.

She opens her mouth to yell at him, and ask him to stop what he was doing, before promptly shutting it close when she realizes that he's trying to drag the fish back into the water, not to the land.

Quickly, she rushes over to him, and they both heave and grunt as they try to push the beast back into the sea. The man's eyes widen in surprise when the tide reaches in farther into the shore and takes the dolphin with it as it returns to the sea.

They watch as the dolphin wades through the shallow water until it finally reaches the deep, and then swims away in search of its pod. 

"Thank you for helping her,” she says, smiling sweetly, “What's your name?", but it takes him a long minute to grasp what she has spoken because he is stunned by the changing colors of her eyes, every single one of them a different shade of green. When his senses return to him, he covers his surprise with a cough and then answers, "Aa. Something that belongs to the sea must return to the sea. I could not watch it suffer." he pauses, "My name is Sasuke."

Her smile widens a little and she moves closer to him. Standing on her toes, she presses her lips to his in a soft, chaste kiss and his eyes fall close at the delightful pressure. When he opens them again, she is gone, and there's only the taste of salt on his lips.

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The man with the dark hair and darker eyes returns to the same spot the next day, a little while before the sun immerses itself into the sea, and waits in hopes of seeing the roseate woman from yesterday.

He waits and waits until the sea swallows the sun and the sky turns a rich black, punctuated with stars glowing dimmer than the green eyes of the mysterious woman. He has almost abandoned hope and is about to return to his lodgings, when the sea on the far end of the beach swirls into a tiny whirlpool and out emerges the woman from yesterday.

He watches in awe as the water parts and makes way for her to come to the shore, and before he can ever recall commanding them to move, his feet are shuffling to the woman who was born from the sea.

He approaches her, and if she has noticed his presence, she doesn't acknowledge it. Caught off guard by her dismissal, he ponders how to approach her.

"Hello..." he begins somewhat unsurely. She stills, hands that were untangling seaweed from her hair falling to her sides, as she stares at him dumbstruck. 

"Y-you can see me?" she says, sounding surprised.

Frowning, he counters. "Should I not be able to?"

She laughs a little, and his heart flutters at the sound. "Most people can't. I am only seen by those looking for me." she says, looking into his eyes.

His frown only deepens, and she looks like she understands the questions swimming through his mind. Grabbing hold of his left hand, she brings it to her chest. His eyes widen when instead of a heartbeat, he can feel the vibrations of waves thundering within her rib cage.

"I am a sea goddess." she says with a smile.

.

.

The goddess and the man spend the rest of the night talking away as the goddess explains to him how her mother is the ruler of the oceans, and how her and each of her six sisters rule a portion of the seas. He wonders if he ought to be more surprised at this discovery of a whole new world, but something deep-seated within him believes every word she says without question. 

They talk until the sky is streaked red and the goddess tells him she must return to the sea. Standing up, she turns to him and says "Goodbye, Sasuke-kun. I really did enjoy our time together, I hope we can do this again some day." Turning around, she begins walking back into the sea.

"Wait!" his voice calls her, laced with slight panic at the realization that despite talking all night he was still missing a crucial piece of information, "You never gave me your name" she stops in her stride and turns to look at him.

"For when we meet again." he adds.

Her eyes twinkle as she answers. "Sakura."

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.

They begin to meet often after that night. They would lie on the soft sand and talk under the cover of the stars as the sea goddess played a beautiful symphony with the sound of the waves.

More often than not, it would be her who did all the talking. She would tell him about life underwater, the conflicts among the gods, stories from the wars she had witnessed in her centuries of existence. But every now and then, he'd share pieces of his life with her too and she would greedily absorb every piece of information he would impart.

He told her about his hometown in the land of leaves and how he was living with his brother's friend in wave country to help him build a bridge, he told her about his childhood, his family, he speaks with a passion about the fire she had been afraid of all her life, and about the flowers she was named after.

He was surprised to learn that despite being named Sakura, she had never actually seen cherry blossoms in bloom. "I can't stray too far from the sea." she told him, "but I hope to see them someday."

He nods.

A few weeks later, the bridge is built and his work in wave country is done. On his last night in wave country, as they sit on the beach, they don't speak a word. Somewhere in the middle of the night, he takes his hand in hers and they sit there watching the waves roll in.

When the sun begins to return to its place in the sky, she finally turns to him and speaks. "I'm afraid I might be in love with you."

For a very long time he is silent, and she feels her heart sink like a stone in the water. Just before he gets up to leave, he tightly squeezes her small hand.

"Do not be afraid, for I think I might be in love with you too."

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That night is not the last they see of each other. At every chance he got, the fire heir would run to wave country to spend a few days wrapped in the arms of the sea goddess.

In the spring he brought her a book filled with the stories of the land, and a single cherry blossom flower pressed in between.

In his absence, the goddess shares her loneliness with the god of the wind, Naruto-kami. Legend says that the ruler of the skies was also once in love with a mortal, blind woman, and so could sympathize with her pain.

He could never marry her because of the wrath it would incur from heaven, so he loved her in secret. He fathered a child with the marble eyed woman, and the child was born with the same white eyes as his mother but with vision that surpassed any mortal. His unique vision was carried on by his progeny and gave rise to the famed Hyuga clan.

After the woman succumbed to mortality, the wind god never wed in all the centuries that followed.

.

.

The sea goddess and her lover steal many nights and days together, basking in each other's love, but a storm begins to brew in the sea.

The eldest sister of the goddess learns about her affair with the mortal and is enraged. Unable to stand the unnatural connection of a mortal and an immortal, she informs the heavens of her sister's misdeeds.

A summit of the gods is organized at once to address her crimes.

"What you are doing is unacceptable!" the overseer of the council tells her, "It simply cannot be!"

But the goddess stands defiant. "I love him" she says, "and that will not change."

"A mortal and an immortal are not destined to be together, such is the law." he insists and the goddess watches the wind god standing behind the council of gods wince as if in pain.

She can see the pain that reflects in his cerulean blue eyes and she knows it's not a pain she would be able to bear.

"Then, gods, I give up my immortality." she declares.

Gasps echo all across the room as the gods break into hushed whispers.

"Tsunade! Do you hear your daughter? Will you allow this?" the ruler of heaven barks at the queen of the sea.

The mighty sea goddess stares into her daughter's defiant eyes for a long time, her inner conflict betrayed on her pained face. Then, she sighs — "All I want is my daughter's happiness, and if she has found it in a mortal then so be it."

Sakura looks at her mother's eyes and hopes the unshed tears in her eyes will convey her apology as Tsunade leaves her throne and chants a spell. The next instant there is a blinding pain wracking every inch of the younger goddess's body as she feels her soul being incinerated and remodeled again. Through the pain she opens her eyes and glances at Naruto, his eyes a mix of pride and regret, and she knows she has made the right choice.

The pain is eventually too much to bear and she feels her consciousness slipping. When she awakens, she is at the beach where she met her lover.

She extends her hand to the sea, and it does not respond.

.

.

She spends the next week waiting for her lover to return. An old widow grants her shelter, and Sakura visits the beach every night anticipating Sasuke's return.

The night they are united, she quickly runs into his arms and buries her face in his sturdy chest.

"Sakura? What's wrong?" he asks, his voice laced with worry.

Breathless, she tells him about all the things that had conspired, down to the ultimatum that heaven presented her with. His eyes widen and he holds his breath as he waits to hear her choice. Wordlessly, she takes his palm and presses it to her chest, just like she did when they met for the second time.

He hears her heart thrumming beneath his touch.

.

.

He sends a messenger back to his hometown to convey he would be late in returning this time, and spends the next few weeks by his lover's side.

They stay at a local inn and every morning he would disappear, and return to her at night tired and weary. She questioned where he would go, but he only asked her to be patient. At the end of three weeks, he took her back to the beach and showed her a small wooden house near the edge of the cliff, overlooking the water.

"I built this. For us." he said.

With tears streaking her face she wraps her arms around him and mouths a question into his chest. "How can we stay here? Your life is in the land of leaves."

"My life," he holds her equally tightly, "is where you are. And your life is where the sea is."

She sobs in his embrace.

"I don't know how to repay you." she says, her voice hoarse.

"Marry me."

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They decide on a spring wedding. Two weeks before their wedding, he tells her he must visit home one last time to inform his family and to take care of some business.

He returns to wave country two days before the wedding. It's a simple, short ceremony and that night when they retire to their house by the sea, he gives her a hollow quartz necklace with a liquid inside.

"It's the essence of cherry blossoms. You will always smell like them." he tells her.

Smiling a brilliant, blinding smile, she lets him clasp the necklace around her neck.

.

.

Peace reigns over the couple as they share three years of marital bliss, their love for each other only growing with each day that passed.

But things took a turn for the worse when Sasuke returned home one day clutching a piece of paper in his hand and something akin to desperation swimming in his eyes.

"What is it? What's wrong, Sasuke-kun?" Sakura is immediately filled with worry.

"It's a letter from home." He explains "My brother is missing. He went to the Ame islands, but he has not returned. I must go find him."

As soon as he finishes his revelation, Sakura shakes her head violently. "No, no, no, no." she insists. "You can't go to Ame. My sister rules those seas, Sasuke, she's violent and she hates me. You won't make it back alive."

But even as she says those words, she knows they will have no effect. Sasuke's love for his brother was as boundless as her sister's hate for her. He would stop at nothing to save him, she knows, so she asks for something different.

"Take me with you. Please. You cannot leave me here." she begs.

"No, Sakura. I won't put you in any needless danger. I will go alone." his answers decisively.

She cries and begs and pleads, but the fire wielder is resolute. For the first time in all the time she had known him, when he held her close to stop her tears, she found no comfort in his arms.

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Sasuke's ship sets sail three days from that day, and until that time they spend every waking moment wrapped up in each other.

When the day finally arrives, she kisses him softly on his lips, wishes him well, and folds her hands to utter the same prayer to the sea that people used to recite to her years ago.

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.

The sailing is smooth for most part of the journey, and he thinks perhaps he'll actually make it back to the arms of his beautiful wife, but things begin to turn sinister as the ship approaches the territory of the Sea Goddess's eldest daughter.

Large waves slam against the hull of the ship, and the waters around it begin to swirl, first lazily, then with rigor, trapping the vessel in a massive whirlpool. All men aboard the ship cling to its sides, holding on for dear life as it sways violently, mouthing prayers to the sea goddess. But there is only one name on Sasuke's lips.

"Sakura..."

A mammoth wave slams into the side of the ship, destroying its left completely, tossing the men overboard into the waiting waters. They collide with each other and the ship’s debris as the whirlpool twirls them around violently.

There's a loud roar of gushing blood in Sasuke's ears and a fire growing in his lungs as he tries to keep his head above the water. There's a sting of salt along his left thigh and he thinks there's a deep gash there left by one of the ship's sphincters, but the pain fades into insignificance as he imagines his wife standing on the shores, awaiting his return.

He fights with renewed vigor, but in his heart he knows this is the end. He nears the center of the whirlpool and immediately feels a strong tug trying to pull him under. Expending every last ounce of energy he fights the suction, but he's only one man against a mighty sea and the water overwhelms him, engulfing him completely.

Immediately, the waters on the surface lapse back into stillness. But the fire in his lungs has spread to every single cell in his body and Sasuke knows he will not see the shore again.

Sinking slowly, he closes his eyes and says a prayer to the queen of the sea.

"Let my body wash to the shore. Let my wife not wait an eternity in vain..."

In the heavens, Tsunade let a solitary tear glide down the curve of her cheek as she willed the currents to carry the body of the man who loved her daughter back to her footsteps.

.

.

Sakura is in restless slumber when her eyes shoot open. The moon is missing from the sky but the tide is high, and her heart is beating wildly in her chest like a panicked animal in a cage. Her breath comes out in rapid succession and she knows, she just knows something has gone terribly wrong.

In the middle of the night, she runs down the rocky path to the beach, unmindful of the cold wind flapping her hair and nightdress around. She runs and runs and runs without pausing to breathe and only slows down when she sees the outline of a body near the water.

"No. Oh gods, NO!" she says as she picks up pace again.

Her knees fold underneath her as she lowers herself near the limp body. Stretching her hand, she turns his face towards her, and all the tears that had been gathering in her eyes since she awakened trickled down like waterfalls as her eyes recognized the face she woke up next to for years.

Holding his face to her chest, a broken cry erupts from her throat.

.

.

The first rays of the sun found Sakura still on the beach, clutching the body of her beloved, chanting his name like a mantra.

Her voice begins to crack and her face becomes stiff from dried up tears. She looks to the skies and screams,

"Please, give Sasuke back to me. I beg thee!"

But Sakura too was once an immortal, and she knows that the price of life can only be paid in kind. Wiping the remains of the tears on her cheeks, she stands up.

“Return my husband’s, and I shall sacrifice myself to the sea I was born from.” she says, determination ringing in her voice.

She glances at the lifeless form of her lover at her feet and she wants to bend down and kiss him but she knows that the taste of his lips would shatter her resolve, so with one final look, she takes a step towards the sea.

Placing on foot after the other she lets the familiar waters pull her in, and when the water is almost to her neck, she turns to see her husband beginning to stir at the shore.

Smiling sadly, she sends an apology his way, and lowers her head into the sea.

x

Ino baa-chan becomes quiet for a long time and I ponder the story as we sit in shared silence.

She breaks my train of thought when she speaks again, "Since that day, the tides became fierce, pounding onto the shore as though the water goddess’s spirit was trying to return to her lover."

She paused before continuing.

"The heavens were awed to witness a love so pure that in his last moments, the man only thought of his wife, and his beautiful lover who adored him enough to make the ultimate sacrifice. To honor their love, the rest of the gods allowed Naruto-kami to turn the spirit of the sea goddess into a sea breeze so she could return to the land and reunite with her lover for one fortnight each year.

And that's why, young Mira, for the entire year the sea aches to be with her beloved, but during the fourteen days in which they are united, the sea is calm."

I look out to the sea which is completely still under the sun, feel the light ocean breeze running through my hair while her words sink in. I smile-

"That's a really good story, Ino baa-chan. One of your best."

She breaks into a wide smile when she hears my words.

"Oh no, my child. It's not a story, it's very much real." she says, eyes twinkling with mischief.

I look away from the sea and turn my attention back to her as I laugh. "What do you mean it's real, baa-chan? It's only a legend." I say, waving my hand in disbelief.

"It most certainly is not." she bends closer to me and speaks into my ear, "Tell me Mira, what do you smell in the air?"

I'm a little surprised by her question but I humor her anyway and breathe in deeply. "Cherry Blossoms." I say.

As soon as the words leave my mouth, my eyes widen. There are no cherry blossoms in wave country.

My head reels as I recall the details of the story baa-chan told me, and suddenly realization strikes. Getting up so fast that my head spins, I look at the old man who lives on the cliff sitting on the rocks near the sea. And sure enough, I saw it-

Hidden in broad daylight, visible only to those who were looking for her, a woman with long pink hair pressed snugly into his side, her contented smile mirroring the one he wore on his lips.

Fin.

#ss #ss fanfiction

[junquisite]

Just Friends?

WORD COUNT : 1.7K

GENRE : Fluff

WARNING : none?

NOTE : if any of you have seen 2 broke girls, this is vaguely inspired from that one scene in season 1 with Johnny. i won’t spoil further.

Mirae had always thought she was lowkey blessed with everything around her. She had been bullied in kindergarten for being tiny - a sad eyed baby named Donghun protected her and stuck with her. And stuck with her till university, 15 years later. She went to dorms, he rented an apartment, and took in a housemate a month later who instantly clicked with him named Park Junhee and she spent her first year vehemently hating the dorms. She also got scarily well with Junhee to the point of finding Donghun sulking way too many times about Junhee stealing his best friend away (Mirae and Junhee were in the same literature department when Mirae was majoring and Junhee was minoring and both Junhee and Donghun’s major was music production).

One year later, as much as she would have loved to move in with her best friend, or the love of her life as she liked to call him, she could not. So she looked for housemates and found the perfect house in the building next to Donghun’s and now loves them to death. They were one year younger than her, freshmen who had moved to Seoul together, childhood friends and on the first meeting Mirae had decided she would fight whoever even dared to make them sad.

She knew moving without telling the older men was a bad idea but she knew they would overreact - which she was proven right with when she went over to their apartment and told them she moved out of the dorm. They were happy until they heard she moved in with not one but 2 male housemates and then they lost it.

After a lot of yelling, threats and are you crazy?’s , they finally calmed down enough to agree to meet her two housemates - Kang Yuchan and Kim Byeongkwan. With the strong belief that ended up proving right, Donghun and Junhee ended up liking the two freshmen so much that the strict front they had decided to keep in front of them dissolved in less than 5 minutes.

They all ended up being close friends who would weekly trash one of the houses in the name of movie and game nights and they even added the soft spoken shy neighbour of Donghun and Junhee - Kim Sehyoon.

It was at one of those night-ins at Mirae’s where Junhee was cooking and she was helping him when it happened.

Junhee was telling her a story - all with his exaggerated gestures which she was thoroughly enjoying when suddenly he pointed a celery near her face and asked, “so what is your opinion over this Miss. Mirae?”

Her brain short circuited - that was the only logical explanation she had for what happened next. With maintaining eye contact with Junhee as he waited for her to answer, she leaned down slowly and bit the celery as she saw his eyes widen and saw him gulp audibly. They kept on staring at each other as she slowly chewed the celery, Junhee opening his mouth finally to speak when chan loudly called them.

“Noona! Hyung! What's taking you so long?”

And with that the moment dissipated.

For the next three days, Mirae avoided Junhee as much as she could (because she was a coward) and only met him with someone else besides her. 3 days later she was summoned by Donghun to their apartment and she took a  breath of relief when she went in and Donghun said Junhee was out.

They were drinking coffee on the couch when Donghun cleared his throat and turned to look at her.

“What happened between you and Junhee?” he asked and she choked on her coffee. After rubbing her back for a couple of seconds, he repeated his questions and she groaned.

“Mirae, Junhee has been sulking and whining to me about you avoiding him and I'm tired. So you are going to tell me what happened.” Donghun said as he stared her down with his arms crossed across his chest and she felt herself grow smaller in his gaze.

“Why don't you ask him?” she murmured and he sighed.

“All he does is turn red in his face, stammer and leave and i would like an actual response to my questions.”

At that even Mirae turned red and looked away and Donghun cursed.

“I'm not letting you leave if you don't tell me. And soon Junhee will be back so.” Donghun said with a smirk as he leaned back and saw a panicked expression fill out Mirae’s face.

A final look of resignation came over and Donghun knew he won.

“I fucked up.” she finally said and Donghun raised an eyebrow and she stared at him.

“I've known you for 15 years Mirae and I know how you exaggerate stuff. I'm gonna need a lot more than that to decide whether you actually fucked up or not.” Donghun said and Mirae rolled her eyes.

“We were cooking at Chan’s right? So we were talking and he brought this celery in front of me..” she said and Donghun nodded.

“You didn't bite it right?”

“I bit it!” Mirae said and Donghun laughed loudly while Mirae groaned.

“ i can't believe you actually did that!” Donghun exclaimed between his laughters and she hit him with a cushion as she got up and went to the kitchen mumbling.

“So what now?” Donghun asked as he followed her till there, still slightly laughing but stopping when she glared at him.

“I just keep wanting to kiss him and think of kissing him and I don't want to ruin our friendship and it's just very annoying okay?” she said and Donghun sighed.

Before he could speak anything though, they heard the main door unlocking and Junhee calling for Donghun while Mirae panicked in the kitchen.

“Quick, go hide in my room , I'll help you leave after he goes into his room.” Donghun said and Mirae ran to his room.

“Junhee-ya!” Donghun called the other to the kitchen who peeked in.

“Did you meet Mirae today?” he asked and Junhee pouted.

“No hyung. I don't think she even went to the class today.” he said with a pout and Donghun really wanted to hit these two.

Knowing from Junhee’s lack of alcohol tolerance and frequency in drinking, Donghun was very aware of the budding crush of his roommate on his best friend. And this was his chance.

“Junhee-ah can you pick a blanket from my room? Let’s watch a movie.” Donghun said and Junhee nodded, happily going to Donghun’s room.

As soon as Junhee entered the room, he heard someone ask, “Did Junhee go to his room?” and he looked up to come face to face with Mirae who looked equally confused to see him. They also heard the room door close and lock and they both looked at it, wide-eyed.

“TALK ABOUT STUFF!” they heard Donghun yelling from outside and both avoided each other’s eyes.

“Talk about what hyung!” Junhee yelled back and they heard Donghun groan from outside.

“MIRAE TALK ABOUT THE CELERY AND KISS THING, JUNHEE TALK ABOUT THE CRUSH THING!” They heard Donghun yell and they both flushed pretty quickly after hearing him.

A silence prevailed in the room for a short while until Junhee cleared his throat.

“About the celery thing.. It's okay there's nothing awkward between us so let’s just go back to how we were huh?” Junhee mumbled and Mirae would have agreed had she not heard Donghun yelling about the crush part to Junhee. From what she could figure out, there was a probability that Junhee had a crush on her and she almost wanted to laugh at themselves because they were totally meant to be. They were both cowards.  And it was clear from how Junhee was trying to preserve the friendship - he had totally missed the kiss part. So she was going to take a chance.

“We are not gonna move on from the celery thing Junhee.” she said as she took a few steps towards him.

“I can't stop thinking about that time - what could have happened had Chan not interrupted? Huh Junhee?” she said as he gulped visibly.

“N-nothing.” he stuttered and she chuckled.

“We would have kissed Junhee. Tell me Junhee, would you hate the idea of kissing me?” she asked as she was inches away from his face, standing on her tip-toes and trying to get him to accept.

“No! Obviously not Mirae!” Junhee siad, instinctively his hands coming up on her waist as she smiled.

“Then what's stopping you?” 

She reached forward to close to distance between them and felt his hands tighten on her waist as he deepened the kiss.

Standing in the middle of Donghun’s room with her hands in his hair and his on her waist, they kept kissing each other till they had to part for air. And when they did, they stood with their foreheads touching, breathing heavily and smiling stupidly.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” Junhee mumbled against her cheeks as he leaned down to kiss her again gently. 

“And you almost chose not to Park Junhee.” she said as she softly hit him on the chest and he laughed.

“Think Donghun will open the door now that we have sorted stuff?” he asked as he giggled and she shrugged.

“Lets try.” she said and they went to the door, ready to bang it till Donghun opened but they both stared at the door in disbelief as Junhee tried the doorknob and it opened.

“It wasn't locked?” she whispered and they both laughed even more as they left the room to stare at Donghun wearing his headphones and sitting on the couch.

He looked up at them as they came out of the room holding hands.

“You didn't lock the door?” Junhee said and Donghun smiled at them mischievously and said, “I was not going to force you to talk to something but I did want you to talk.”

Then he pointedly looked at their held together hands and smirked. “Guess it worked.” and they both looked away, smiling shyly.

“Some ground rules first.” Donghun said as he got up and stared the new couple down.

“No sex in this hosue. I have known her for 15 years and i DON'T want to know how she moans.”

By the time he ended his sentence, he was laughing loudly and the others were red in the face,  screaming at him.

#a.c.e #park junhee #a.c.e fluff #a.c.e scenarios #a.c.e imagines #junhee sceanrios #junhee imagines #ACEWRITERS

[lamarkeu]

Episode Summary: After visiting Seventeen’s Leader, the show makes its way to meet their Maknae and his family.

Genre: Fluff (Lil bit of Angst)

Masterlist for SVTTROS Series

Italics: Narrators Boo Seungkwan (BS) and Lee Minhyuk (LM)

Bold: Staff

Regular: What family member says/ what the Camera films during the Show

🎶 Listen To: Without You by Seventeen 🎶

LM: The Return of Superman: Idol Edition, Episode 1 “Today is a New Day.” Part 2

BS: After leaving the Choi residence we promptly introduce our next superman.

LM: Wow, this minimalist interior makes it looks like no one lives here. Even the polished floors of the personal dance studio are kept spotless.

BS: A cheerful yellow room with dinosaur decals on the wall sits adjacent from the last. Wooden blocks sit above the white dresser beside the crib: 미래

LM: Looks like the owner of that name is getting up from their nap. Ah! She’s so cute.

BS: I don’t think I’ve heard such a quiet cry before. Oh? She stopped.

You walk over to the crib in your bedroom, and the crying instantly ceases and is replaced with laughing. Your daughters smiles up at you with her gummy smile and messy bed hair.

Smiling back at the little bundle of joy, pulling her out of the crib. The two of you make your way into the main living room so as to not wake your sleeping boyfriend.

BS: Our Superman is still sound asleep in bed, perhaps he had a long night?

The two of you sit on the couch. “Mirae-ah,” calling her attention as you set her down in your lap as she looks around the room curiously. “What are those?”

Without any hesitation, she smiles at the cameras and staff. “Did you say hi?” You question the 11-month-old before she shields her face into your shirt.

LM: Oh my gosh. She’s so cute, I don’t think I’ve seen a baby so open to being in front of the camera. It looks like she has just started growing her front top teeth.

“How about we play with your walker while Eomma prepares your milk?” She smiles and squeals at your facial expressions as you carry her towards the kitchen.

Pulling her bouncer/walker with your foot towards the kitchen you carefully place your giggly baby girl in. Before attention gravitates towards the toys attached to it.

BS: Our Superman has finally woken up. Who could be the father of this cutie baby?

Just as you finish making your daughter’s milk bottle, a pair of sturdy arms come around your waist giving a gentle squeeze. You turn around to face your boyfriend.

LM: Wow his hair looks like a birds nest.

BS: The same could be said about Mirae. Looking at them side by side, the resemblance is truly uncanny

Cupping his face gently. “Rehearsal ran long again?” You cooed. He tiredly nods before placing his head into your shoulder.

You laugh at his bed head before gently combing through it with your finger to reveal his facial features to the cameras.

LM: It’s Seventeen’s Golden Maknae, Dance Machine Lee Chan.

BS: He’s now all grown up with a little family of his own, with his non-idol girlfriend and his 11-month-old daughter Lee Mirae.

“Hello My name is Lee Chan, I’m a third-generation Kpop idol from the idol group seventeen, actor and father to Lee Mirae. Aka the cutest baby in the whole world.” He says bouncing the infant on his lap, which causes a laugh to escape from her lips.

You stare at the daddy-daughter duo lovingly before shifting your attention to the cameras. “Welcome to our home everyone. I’m Mirae’s mother, Kim Y/N.”

How did you two meet?

Mirae places her hands up towards you to get picked up. Chan places her down on your lap before clearing his throat to speak “It was during the filming my first drama and she happened to be one of the staff members.”

A laugh escapes your lips as you recall the events vividly,“He offered to eat with me during our craft service break, and it slowly became routine for us.”

“We ended up exchanging our numbers the last day of filming and the rest became history,” Chan smiles to himself from ear to ear thinking of how far you've come.

How did you two react after finding out you were expecting?

His face drastically changes after hearing the question, clenching his hands in a tight fist as he spoke, “God it was terrifying.” He finally blurts out before looking away from the cameras.

“Many things were happening at that time. Chan was still completing the last 8 months of his military service, and I was having trouble finding a new job.” You try your best to restrain your emotions.

However, your voice breaks a little as you continue speaking, “I was worried about what the fans would think, and the netizens since the two of us aren’t married. More importantly, I was afraid of how Chan would react.”

Chan looks at you, concern rising on his face before reaching to hold onto your free hand. “It was challenging for both of us, but I think looking back on it now it was worth every worry or doubt we had to face from others as well as ourselves.”

We heard your 6th anniversary is soon, is there anything you'd like to say to one another?

“Y/N-ah, I’m sorry for giving you such a hard time, at times I felt like it was my fault for placing you in such a vulnerable position and hated myself so much because of that.” He holds onto his composure as best as he can until his eyes drift towards a sleeping Mirae.

He takes a deep breath, using the back of his hand to wipe the tears that had already threatened to fall. “I know I may never be able to repay you, but I want to make sure that the rest of our lives together are spent without any stress. I will work hard every day to prove how thankful I am to have you in my life, until the day I die.”

Carefully securing Mirae in one arm, you gently wipe your Chan’s tears with the thumb of your free hand. “A don’t cry, you’re making me cry and I haven’t even answered the question yet.”

“I can’t help it.”

Passing your boyfriend tissues as you speak, tears begin to fall before you even start. “Lee Chan. my Jagiya, thank you for being there for me, even at times where I felt like I wanted to give up or walk away from what we have. I know we planned to have kids later on in life, but can’t imagine wanting someone else to be the father of my child, I love you so much.”

Do you have anything you’d like to say to the viewers of Return of Superman?

“Hello everyone, I am Lee Mirae’s father Lee Chan of Seventeen. Like many first time parents, I’m always learning as we go, so I hope you guys can take what I learn and use it in your everyday lives. I hope the Return of Superman community welcome take care of Mirae and I as we welcome you into our home with open arms.” He smiles towards the camera before the three of you now.

#seventeen scenarios #dad!svt #dad!chan #dad!seventeen #seventeen ros #lamarkeu ros #ros

[maprron]

Mystery in the Woods 

Chapter 2

Chapter 1

Summary: Lucy's father moves them from their home in Colorado to rural Maine but this small town, despite only having a population of less than 500, has secrets especially in the woods. Will Lucy listen to Natsu and never go into the woods or will the longing get to her? Mainly Nalu with, Gruvia, and Canajane (I will add but those last two are already together in the start)  

A/N: don’t remember if I said this in the last chapter but I have dyslexia so please excuse any thing that might not make sense I probably just missed it 

also read on FanFiction.Net @/mappron 

In the middle of class I was slipped a note that read ‘Hey if you aren’t busy later tonight I was wondering if you wanted to meet my friends and I at Fairy Tail tonight at 7 

~Natsu 

P.S. It is on Magnolia Street if you didn’t know :)’

The handwriting was really messy but I was able to read it. 

But why would Natsu want to hang out with me? I mean it was only a week ago that he was calling my dad foolish. 

But I guess the loneliness was getting to me since it was now 7 and I was walking down Magnolia street.

“It’s so strange Lev it is like a movie and I am the main character” 

“You are making me wish I was there, Lu-Chan” Levy responded on the other side of the phone. Levy was my best friend back in Colorado and although it had only been a week I missed her so much and all our adventures to the local library 

“I wish you were here too but I got to go now, talk to you later Lev” 

“Bye Lu, love you” 

“Love you too” I said ending the call before entering the restaurant 

“Hey Lucy” Natsu waved at me as I walked through the wooden doors that had carvings of fairies on them 

“Hey,” I smiled at his goofy smile, making my way over to the table “where are your friends?” I asked sitting down beside him 

“They always do this.” he chuckled “always running late” 

“Always running late or are you tricking a girl into going on a date with you because no one wants to?” A girl with brown hair walked up behind Natsu, wrapping her arms around him 

“Cana leave Natsu alone” another girl with white hair sighed 

“Lucy these are my friends Cana and Mirajane but not the ones meeting us tonight” he turned his head to glare up at the girl currently bent over Natsu’s shoulder 

“Aw you should let us join you this time” Cana pulled up a seat from another table

“Why would a bunch of teenagers want to hang out with your drunken ass” 

“That is why” she giggled taking a sip from the bottle that was in her hand “you could get drunk with me” 

“That is exactly why I don’t, did you forget last time?”

“The time when the babies couldn’t keep up with their momma?” she spoke in a babyish tone

“I am still not going to drink with you” Natsu pushed her away 

“Aw you are no fun Natsu but I bet you little girlfriend over there would love to” she looked right at me with a smirk

“She’s not my girlfriend” he spoke in a dull tone 

“So... does that mean she is free?” She shot me another glace, winking at me this time 

Mira cleared their throat trying to get Cana’s attention “don’t worry Mira I am loyal but just look at her” 

“She is pretty but it isn’t good to flirt with other when you are engaged” Cana put her lips together and pretended to kiss the air

“She is right” a new voice came from the door 

“Aw Gray you are no fun since you got a girlfriend” he groaned at Cana’s words

“Maybe I don’t like cheating on her” he deadpanned at her

“I do too but you must realize how pretty girls are in general”

“I do but I also realize how pretty my girlfriend is” 

“Cana!” Mira called 

She gave into Mira, lowering her head and walked over to her fiancée that stood behind the bar 

“Uh...what was that?” I questioned  

“Cana likes teasing Mira. She doesn’t actually cheat on her” Gray sat down in front of me 

“How do we know exactly?” Natsu leaned his head on the table 

“Because when she isn’t here getting drunk she is at home with her queen” he chuckled “anyway I am Gray and this is Juvia” Juvia waves at me Gray reached his hand out over the table so I could shake it

“Oh I am Lucy” I shook his hand then suddenly a new voice incased the table along with the clicking of heels 

“Cana told me how you haven’t gotten with this cutie yet” she looked me up and down “if you want her you better act quick before I take her for myself” 

“My god why are all my friends like this” Natsu slammed his head on the table

“What she is cute” 

“Don’t you have a boyfriend, Erza?” Natsu raises his head that was surprisingly okay after hitting it that hard on the table 

“Eh... well it is complicated since he moved to New York” Erza scratched the back of her head “besides we weren’t even together when he moved and hell that was like 5 years ago so…” she bit her lip as she looked around the restaurant “ANYWAY! Juvia do you know where Gajeel is?” 

“He said he would be here after he got off of work” she seemed to be focusing on her drink, that Mira had slipped to her after she sat down, to really care about anything else

“Speaking of work my dad wants me to work tomorrow so I doubt I will be able to do anything tomorrow with you guys” Gray sighed 

“I still think your dad is crazy” Erza spoke up “like devoting his life to slay demons. Like I know they have those stories they tell the kids so they don’t run into the woods but slaying demons? I mean have you ever even seen one?” 

Gray kept quite will Erza kept on with “You know one night we should stay out there past midnight to show them that nothing is weird” Erza told the group 

“NO!” Juvia shouted before swiftly covering her mouth “sorry”

“What are you scared?” Erza smirked

“I- no I- just” 

“Juvia is right Erza” Natsu leaned back in his chair 

“Aw come, on Mira, Cana don’t you two want to?” Both Cana and Mira shook their head “okay anyone else in this group not scared?” 

“Eh no” said a guy with piercings all over him, who I assumed to be Gajeel “Erza yer supposed to be the mature one of us so why are you like this” 

“Mom’s just never let me into the woods” she pouted as she sank into her seat 

“And you should probably keep it that way” Natsu rolled his eyes 

“You have been in there though” 

“Because I help my dad get wood” 

“Come one do you really believe all those children’s tales” Erza sat up swiftly slamming her hands onto the table 

“Sorry about them” Mira smiled weakly at me like she was a embarrassed mother 

“Have they done this before?”

“Not these kinds of arguments but yes someone always does end up causing a fight. Anyway what can I get you to drink?”

“Water please” 

“I will get you that but if you want to be able to handle these people you might need something stronger” she giggled

As chaotic as they all seemed I wanted to get to know them more and maybe I will give in to Cana (and Mira) and take up on that offer. Only time will tell

#fairytail #fairy tail #fairy tail fanfiction #fairy tail fanfic #nalu fanfic #nalu fanfiction #nalu #Natsu Dragneel #Lucy Heartfilia #gruvia #canajane #cana alberona #mirajane strauss #gajeel redfox #gray fullbuster #juvia lockser #levy mcgarden #erza scarlet

[utapribr]

#lots of stuff happening #but hey drive updated with rain or shine and up to the limit!! #also got a decent ranking on masa's event yayy #AND super excited for One Day!!! the samples sound really great #also slowly working on moving my translations to wordpress bc tumblr became harder to work on #and it was already hard lol #anyways hope y'all are doing fine! #7th stage less than 2 months away from now too yayyyyy #mira chan speaks

[1plus1kiyoomi]

The Kids Visit the Olympic Team While They’re in the Gym (I Am Your Father Special Chapter)

It’s a part I couldn’t include in the actual story but here you go 😚 Take note of the kids ages here:

Kia: 5 years old

Mina: 2 years old

Kin and Mira: 1 year old

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Sakusa has been practicing for the upcoming Olympic games, thus your temporary move to Tokyo. You are so bored and you can’t handle another more day with just facing your kids. And you miss Sakusa but you won’t admit that. So you decide to visit the team and give them gifts.

Their manager leads you to a gym, but not the volleyball gym. The team is doing weights and other exercises. You clutch on the twins’ stroller’s handle tightly, not prepared for what’s about to unfold before your eyes.

‘You have Sakusa, you have Sakusa, you have Sakusa,’ you tell yourself repeatedly, trying hard not to look at anyone in the gym filled with tall, muscular, and handsome men. Yes, you love Sakusa but you’re not blind to other people’s attractiveness.

“Oh? You’re here?” You hear a familiar voice chuckle.

“Momo!” Kia cheers and runs to her uncle, Komori. Seeing that he is sweaty, she halts from her steps and greets him with a bow instead.

“You are your father’s child after all,” Komori laughs and pats her head. Mina quietly goes up to him and tugs on his shorts. “Hi, Minari! How are you?”

“Carry...” Mina shyly request, looking up to him with doe eyes.

“But I’m sweaty.” Mina raises her arms nonetheless. Komori picks her up and she finally smiles.

“Kia, Mina.” the man you came here for finally comes to you. Kia runs to her father excitedly and jumps. Luckily, Kiyoomi has caught her. Mina just stares at her father in confusion.

“Go to your papa,” Komori tells Mina, attempting to put her down. The said girl just tightens her grip on the libero, not wanting to let go of the man.

“He’s a stranger!” Mina starts crying. Hearing his sister cry, Kin wakes up and cries as well. You take him out of the stroller immediately, not wanting Mira to wake up.

“He’s your papa!” Komori explains in a panicked voice. Mina just snuggles to him and turns away from Kiyoomi.

“This is such a familiar scene,” Atsumu laughs as he nears the commotion. He smiles at you before playfully pinching Kia’s cheek.

“Mu-chan!” Kia wriggles out of Kiyoomi’s hold and runs to the blonde. “Are Sho-chan and Koko also here?”

Kiyoomi finally walks towards you. Before he talks to you, he checks on Mira first. After checking on his youngest daughter, he finally greets you with a kiss. But even before his lips can be on top of yours, your son swats his face away.

“Kin?” Kiyoomi looks at his only son in shock. The young boy pushes his father’s face away even more, before wrapping his arms around your neck protectively. Komori and Atsumu who are nearby and saw the whole thing laughs at Kiyoomi.

First, his daughter doesn’t remember him. Then his only son, who he asked for, is stealing you from him. How long has he been gone from home?

Kiyoomi ignores his son’s wails and leans down to give you a quick kiss. But Kin is also fast. As soon Kiyoomi’s lips landed on yours, the boy pushed his hand in between your lips to disrupt the kiss. Kin glances at Kiyoomi before planting kisses all over your face.

“How dare you?” Kiyoomi gasps and kisses you all over your face as well, resulting to Kin whining and hitting his father’s face. “Your mom is mine!”

“No! Mama mine!” Kin replies, covering your face with his hands so he can hide you from Kiyoomi.

As your son and husband continue to banter about who owns you, Iwaizumi nears your family so he can talk to Atsumu about something. And as soon as Kia’s eyes fell on him, she fell in love with him too.

“Mister, what’s your name?” Kia asks Iwaizumi shyly.

“Iwaizumi. You must be Kia? Your father talks about you a lot,” Iwaizumi replies and she blushes.

“Iwa-chan do you have a girlfriend?” Kia continues to ask. Atsumu just laughs. He knows where this conversation is going.

“No.” Iwaizumi shakes his head and acts as if a child asking about his relationship status happens everyday.

“Then a boyfriend?” Kia raises an eyebrow which Iwaizumi laughs at. “So you do?”

“Not yet...” Iwaizumi answers with a shy chuckle.

“Not yet? That means I can be your girlfriend!” Kia says, her eyes turning to hearts, her hands clasped together close to her chest.

“I don’t think your father will like that,” Iwaizumi scratches the back of his neck, smiling at the child awkwardly.

“It’s fine. You’re like his 10th boyfriend anyways,” Kiyoomi speaks, but not breaking eye contact with his son. The two are currently glaring at each other, and you’re just there standing between the two of them.

“This is why you should come home more often,” you tell Kiyoomi and he just rolls his eyes. Even with Kin’s protests and whines, Kiyoomi manages to plant a kiss on the side of your head.

“After the Olympics, the 5 of you will have all of my time and attention.”

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu smau #haikyuu series #sakusa smau #sakusa kiyoomi fluff #sakusa fanfic #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa x reader

[thesustainableswap]

BLM Master Post / Resources

No blog post this week. I felt like this was much more important. Here is a master post of everything I’ve found regarding the BLM movement, from petitions, to where you should donate, to reading, to accounts, to business... hopefully most of what you’re looking for can be found below. If I’ve missed anything vital please let me know and I will add it.

Petitions:

Justice for George Floyd (White House) | Justice for George Floyd (change.org) | Justice for George Floyd (change.org) | Justice for George Floyd (color of Change)

RAISE THE DEGREE - Remove bail for Derek Chauvin, murderer of George Floyd (White House) | Arrest The Other Three (White House) | Raise The Degree (change.org) | The Minneapolis Police Officers to be charged for murder (change.org)

#JusticeforBre (MoveOn.org) | #JusticeforBre (color of Change)

Justice For Ahmaud Arbery (change.org) | Justice for Ahmaud Arbery- Pass Georgia Hate Crime Bill (change.org) | Disbarment of George E. Barnhill (change.org)

Trayvon Martin Law (change.org)

Hands Up Act (change.org)

Justice for Belly Mujinga (change.org)

Justice for Tony McDade (change.org)

Justice for Alejandro Vargas Martinez (change.org)

Justice for Regis Korchinski-Paquet (change.org)

Wrongful Conviction: Julius Jones is innocent (change.org)

Wrongful Conviction: Kyjuanzi Harris (change.org)

Willie Simmons has served 38 years for a $9 robbery (change.org)

Defund The Police Minneapolis (Every Action / Reclaim The Block) | Mandatory Life Sentence for Police Brutality (change.org) | National Action Against Police Brutality (change.org) | Against Police Brutality in France (change.org)

Demand Racial Data on Coronavirus (BLM) | Coronavirus: Demand More from the Government (BLM)

Get Schools to Speak Up (change.org)

Stand with BLM (organizefor.org)

Organisations to Donate to

George Floyd Memorial Fund

Minnesota Freedom Fund

Black Visions Collective

Reclaim the Block

Campaign Zero

Black Lives Matter

UKBLM

National Bailout Fund

Black Earth Farms

Communities United Against Police Brutality

Unicorn Riot

Louisville Community Bail Fund

Rebuilding the Community (We Love Lake Street)

United Families and Friends Campaign

COVID-19: Supporting BAME Communities

House of GG

Trans Justice Funding Project

The Okra Project

Youth Breakout

SNaPCo

Black AIDS Insitute

Trans Cultural District

LGBTQ+ Freedom Fund

For If You Have Little Money to Spare:

Check out these YouTube videos and play them while you go about your day (or actively watch! Up to you.) The ad revenue will be donated to organisations supporting black lives - but make sure you turn off your adblocker first.

By Zoe Amira

By Francesca Grace

By Cindy Marshall

By Danni and Emmyn

Instagram Accounts (source)

Nova Reid

Layla Saad

Rachel Cargle

Check Your Privilege

Rachel Ricketts

The Great Unlearn

Reni Eddo Lodge

Ibram X. Kendi

Galdem

The Irin Journal

Women Who

For Working Ladies

Thyself

Black Girl Fest

UK isn’t Innocent

Readbyrachelaa

Mikaela Loach

Podcasts

About Race with Remi Eddo-Lodge

Conversations with Nova Reid

iWeigh with Jameela Jamil

The YIKES podcast

Have You Heard George’s Podcast?

The World Wide Tribe

Zero Hour Talks

1619 by the New York Times

TV / Film (source)

13th

When They See Us

Selma

The Black Power Mixtape 1967 - 1975

I Am Not Your Negro

The Black Panthers: Vanguard of the Revolution

If Beale Street Could Talk

The Hate U Give

American Son

Trial by Media

Books: (Source)

How To Be Anti Racist by Ibram X. Kendi

Me and White Supremacy by Robin Diangelo and Layla Saad

Why I’m No Longer Talking To White People About Race by Remi Eddo-Lodge

So You Want To Talk About Race by Ijeoma Oluo

The Fire Next Time by James Baldwin

Minor Feelings by Cathy Park Hong

America’s Original Sin By Jim Wallis and Bryan Stevenson

The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander

Blindspot by Mahzarin R. Banaji & Anthony G. Greenwald

Good Talk by Mira Jacob

Between The World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates

How Does It Feel To Be A Problem by Moustafa Bayoumi

The Fire This Time by Jesmyn Ward

White Fragility by Robin Diangelo

I’m Still Here by Austin Channing Brown

When They Call You A Terrorist by Patrisse Khan-Cullors, Asha Bandele, et al.

An African American and Latin History of The United States by Paul Ortiz

Citizen by Claudia Rankine

An Indigenous Peoples’ History of The United States by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz

Mindful of Race by Ruth King

Just Mercy by Bryan Stevenson

Tears We Cannot Stop by Michael Eric Dyson

Stamped From The Beginning by Ibram X. Kendi

Have Black Lives Ever Mattered? By Mumia Abu-Jamal

The Coloraturas of Law by Richard Rothstein

The Warmth of Other Suns by Isabel Wilkerson

Why Are All The Black Kids Sitting Together in the Cafeteria? By Beverly Daniel Tatum

Stamped by Jason Reynolds & Ibram X. Kendi

This Book Is Anti Racist by Tiffany Jewell and Aurelia Durand

Brit(ish) by Afua Hirsch

Children’s Books: (Source)

Malcolm Little by Ilyasah Shabazz

Let It Shine: Stories of Black Women Freedom Fighters by Andrea Davis Pinkney

Something Happened in Our Town: A Child’s Story About Racial Injustice by Marianne Celano, Marietta Collins and Ann Hazzard

My Hair Is A Garden by Cozbi A. Cabrera

Separate Is Never Equal by Duncan Tonatiuh

Young Water Protectors by Aslan Tudor

My Family Divided by Diana Guerrero

We Are Grateful by Traci Sorell

I Am Not A Number by Jenny Kay Dupuis and Kathy Kacer

Schomburg: The Man Who Built A Library by Carole Boston Weatherford

Lailah’s Lunchbox: A Ramadan Story by Reem Faruqi

The Day You Begin by Jacqueline Woodson

The Whispering Town by Jennifer Elvgren

When Harriet Tubman Led Her People To Freedom by Carole Boston Weatherford

When I Was Eight by Christy Jordan-Fenton & Margaret Pokiak-Fenton

Happy In Our Skin by Fran Manushkin

Chocolate Milk, Por Favor by Maria Dismondy

Voice of Freedom: Fannie Lou Hamer by Carole Boston Weatherford

When We Were Alone by David A. Robertson & Julie Flett

Shining Star The Anna May Wong Story by Paula Yoo & Lin Wang

Little Leaders: Bold Women In Black History by Vashti Harrison

Maddi’s Fridge by Lois Brandt

Hair Love by Matthew A. Cherry

Sulwe by Vashti Harrison

A Is For Activist by Innosanto Nagara

Intersection Allies by Chelsea Johnson, LaToya Council & Carolyn Choi

What Is Race? Who Are Racists? Why Does Skin Colour Matter? And Other Big Questions by Clair Heuchan & Nikesh Shukla

Black Owned Businesses: (source)

Wales Bonner

Casely-Hayford

Daughter of a Bohemian


Daily Paper

Aaks: Basket Bags

Martine Rose

Nubian Skin

Sincerely Nude

Liha Beauty

Beauty Stack

Bouclème: Afro and Curly Hair Products

Afrocenchix: Hair Products

The Afro Hair and Skin Company: shampoo bars, hair masks, face masks

Prick: Cacti and Plantcare

La Basketry: homeware

Bonita Ivie: stationery & design

Reset travel: travel cards and workshops

Bespoke Binny: homeware

New Beacon Books: Specialists in African and Caribbean Literature

Original Flava by Craig & Shaun McAnuff

Zoe’s Ghana Kitchen by Zoe Adjonyoh

Hibiscus by Lopè Ariyo

Ethiopia by Yohanis Gebreyesus

Belly Full by Riaz Phillips

Chika’s Snacks

Berry and Brie Grazing Boxes

Yard Confectionery Chocolate

Cabby’s Rum

Cham Cham Hot Pepper Sauce

Stay strong, and get learning (or unlearning)!

#blacklivesmatter #black lives matter #blm #black lives fucking matter #black lives have always mattered #black lives have value #black lives are human lives #black lives are important #blm resources #blm masterpost #blacklivesmatter resources #black lives matter masterpost #unlearn #solidarity

[lavenderbyun]

Hotel Del Luna Final Thoughts

am i the only one who didn’t feel one emotion for chung myung?  like “ooooh he loved her so much he stayed by her side for 1000 years as a firefly” .... no sis.  he could have gone to the hotel as a ghost and explained himself to man wol and saved them both a good 1000 years of suffering. byeeee

im super super conflicted about chan seong and man wol, because they did have a lot of super romantic moments, but overall ...the romance just wasn’t there. its like the writers would give them a #high romance scene and then the rest of the episode you wouldn’t even know they were romantically involved because their relationship just seemed like two squabbling co workers lmao so yeah...its kinda like the writers forgot to actually incorporate the romance, so when man wol said stuff like “i love him too much” or whatever, im just like when sis??? 

i did really like how they wrapped up the endings for the three staff members though, and loved their back stories and such 

the no. 1 fact that you all missed was that yeon woo was the hottest cast member and no one can change my mind

but speaking of yeon woo HOW STUPIDLY INFURIATING was it that he and man wol never actually spoke/met?!!!!!?!??!! WHY HONG SISTERS WHYYY

also ngl him and mira were cute

overall the drama started off really well and then just dragged and dragged and dragged

and oh man, the reunion between man wol and chung myung? the most underwhelming moment in the entire show lmaooo 

she waited 1000 years to see him and then they met for like 1 minute of screentime where his slate literally gets swiped clean bc yeon woo said ‘live as a traitor u ass’ no thanks 

oh and the whole “btw u guys did meet in ur past life as kids LOL” was such a lazy and boring throw in that......was literally so useless, like ma go chose chan seong bc he met her as a child? BOOORRRRINGGGG

also most importantly, man wol did nothing to deserve her punishment and main ma go is a dumbass, and black ma go is full of shit and hates women.

oh i forgot most importantly 

lee jun ki’s 1 second cameo made me so so happy but its still so jokes that we all thought it was gonna be something solid from her past but actually he was just a priest lmaooo

and kim soo hyun’s cameo made ep 16 at least a little more bearable

anyways basically i’ve seen 7 hong sisters dramas and they’re literally the most overrated writers and get wayyy to much credit for their stuff (and im the clown bc we all know i have such low standards im gonna end up watching their next drama....)

#hotel del luna #ktext