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koiiiiijiii · 3 months

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finishing ur requests? uum no. another idea nobody asked about? yes pls💯💯

wooin x sis!reader (platonic)

author’s note : after last chapter i had this headcanon in my head. i suspect that wooin grew up in toxic household where his parents make him study, locking him up in his room, but boy probably was dreaming about just be free, and once left home. i also suspect his family probably has the same wealth as minu, but his parents way more toxic and controlling. but when he left home he left his part there, the part of his soul.

honesty 1000% in love how some ppl just ignored my closed inbox and keep sent requests🤣🤍🫵🏻 seriously guys, the best!! i will answer all requests, almost all is in process(i mean at least 20-40% already done) but now enjoying my time at home😌💌🔒

warnings : no(?) lil fluff, lil angst, nothing hardcore, prob grammar mistakes(not proofed as all my writings)

༘⋆ wooin is older sibling 100%

༘⋆ when his parents told him he will have a sister, when he was 3 or 4 he was jealous, and whole 9 months he waited for someone who will ruin his life

༘⋆ but instead, when your father brought you and your mum to home from hospital, wooin was confused

༘⋆ he only saw a small girl, no one who could harm him in any way

༘⋆ your first ever smile was for him, or because of him by the way!! and he blushed so so much when your small hand clung to his index finger

༘⋆ so he built a soft spot for you in his heart in two years, because first years you’ve been crying, screaming and sobbing mess, well like all toddlers, while wooin was saying that he was too old to babysit you (bro was like 5-6 years old and crying himself to sleep bc didn’t understand how 10*10 equals 100 and 11*11 didn’t equal 111)

༘⋆ btw you were always silent when he was babysitting you. he chuckled each time when you looked at him with wide open eyes

༘⋆ through his childhood your parents were extremely strict with him, so he partly grateful to you for the fact that you took some attention on yourself and gave him the opportunity to be free from his studies and lectures from your parents for a while

༘⋆ but each year atmosphere in your home becomes more toxic, and when you grow up a little you could remember how wooin was locked in his room to study better, because he didn’t have acceptable marks

༘⋆ but you would always sneak in his room late at night, with your saved from the morning sweets and share some with him

༘⋆ you both favorite was lollipops with lemon favors tho!!

༘⋆ when you were about 13 years old, wooin left the house, he was 17

༘⋆ no need to say that your parents were furious. especially your father. in korea it’s common that son is inherits family business or work, so it’s always been a big scandal over his marks, behavior and look

༘⋆ so when he left, for you it meant that all the attention and rigor of your parents were transferred to you

༘⋆ atter the first couple of months of your brother's absence, he found the strength to meet with you

༘⋆ wooin knew perfectly that parents rage will reflect on you, and honestly he were scared - that you will hate him

༘⋆ when he met you near your school, he froze for few seconds and then hugged you so tight that you thought he was about to break your ribs (you returned him that favor)

༘⋆ you two always were close, wooin was your freshness in a house full of stuffy, stagnant air, while you was his little sunshine of hope and happiness in his dark, locked room

༘⋆ you didn’t have a lot of time after your school, so you just hugged tightly and exchanged phone numbers, so you could stay in touch

༘⋆ few days after you find the way to sneak out of the house to meet with your brother you spend few hours on a bench talking and listening to each other

༘⋆ - how are the relatives? on a scale of one to fucked up, how angry were they?

- fucked up in a cube, you know our dad, he wasn't just furious, from the screams from their room, i think he literally lost his temper

༘⋆ wooin just chuckled sadly and rubbed his neck with the palm of his hand

༘⋆ as the years passed, your nightly meetings continued. sometimes he would catch you after school or another after-school club where your parents had put you

༘⋆ wooin offered you to run away to him several times. by your senior year in school, he was self-supporting, and he even had some white-haired giant working for him, constantly pining after him

༘⋆ somehow you refused, deciding to finish school first and then he promised to help you with either work or university, depends on what you will choose

༘⋆ yes, guys from sabbath know you

༘⋆ yes, heyok once caught you two hugging

*wooin pressed his lips on top of your head, tightly shutting his eyes, frowning a little, he didn’t know when he will see you again, because he knew, in exam session parents won’t let you have a free second*

༘⋆ in first place heyok though you two dating, but then joker explained him how things actually going(my headcanon that they gossip girls, frfr)

༘⋆ since you hanged out with wooin you caught your brother’s manners of jokes

༘⋆ “hey, big bro, does that new red haired guy in your team have a girlfri..”

“don’t you even dare to finish this sentence” he exclaimed indignantly. no way his precious little sis will deal with that motherfucker.

#[ ~ koi.talks🗣]#x reader #windbreaker #windbreaker webtoon #windbreaker x reader #headcanon #webtoon #windbreaker headcanon #wooin #wooin x reader #wooin windbreaker #sabbath crew #wooin sabbath #imagine #joker windbreaker #sabbath windbreaker

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chimielie · 10 months

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my lover, my life, my shawty, my wife

summary: Ushijima x f!Reader. snapshots of eternal youth.

word count: 1.3k

cw: lighthearted manhandling, longterm established relationship ups (and one down), marriage talk and mention of toshi’s parents’ divorce. it’s basically all fluffy and silly tho

a/n: nobody @ me i wrote literally 99% of this a couple weeks ago and just remembered it was in the drafts today i’m working on the promised fics!!! it will just be A While i’m slow okayyy 💘 anyway enjoy some pure ushijima fluff

“Ushiwaka!!!” You shriek, voice breaking with laughter as you slam your hands against his backside. “Put me down, you—you barbarian! Kidnapper! Plunderer!”

He doesn’t say anything, just jostles you gently so your top half (currently upside-down over his broad shoulder) sways while your legs stay firmly in the grip of his arms. You know it’s as close as he’s going to get to a verbal admonishment, your current position already more than enough of an indication that he is fed up with you acting up in a public setting.

“Fine,” you scrunch up your face, sure that he can envision it just the same as you can see in your mind’s eye the near-invisible traces of amusement on his face. “Ugh, you’re going to make me sick. You are so bossy. I can’t believe you think that you can just pick me up and carry me around and tell me what to do. You don’t even say please, you know that?”

He probably gets the idea that he can just pick you up and carry you around and tell you what to do from the ten years that he's been doing all those things, since high school.

You've never gotten sick from being carried like this, either.

“You are bossy,” he says simply in rebuttal. "You say please but you know I'll do whatever it is you want. Even unreasonable things."

"I'm always reasonable," you say. He pats your butt in a way that isn't supposed to be condescending but is. You smack his in return and enjoy the way his back muscles tense up. "Ooh, you've been training your glutes."

He's been doing it in your home gym. You've always been loud about obvious things like this; he doesn't understand it, especially, but he likes it. At first, that had been much of your relationship. You were loud and obvious about your feelings for the up-and-coming teenage ace, and he didn't understand you, but he liked you.

He considers, and then revises his previous thought. He understands you better now. You talk through even things you and he know well because it helps you to process your thoughts, and you are determined to be shocked and delighted by all small things in the world.

"Hello, Bo-kun!" you wave to his teammate. Bokuto, bless him, attempts to bend over upside down to mimic you.

"Hey, Ushijima-san!" Ushijima is lucky that everyone in the facility knows you and you don't have to clarify to any security guards that you aren't in danger, for real. You take offense to the idea that you couldn't win in a fight against him, anyway.

You had been asserting this particular belief, actually, to the rest of the Japanese men’s volleyball team while they stretched post-practice and friends and family were allowed on court to distract them. Atsumu had been egging you on, urging you to try fighting another of the players since he didn’t trust Wakatoshi not to let you win currently. You had rolled up your shirtsleeves when the ace scooped you up and you had, already protesting, waved goodbye to the blond, a huge grin on your face. He had saluted you as you went.

“We’re not married yet,” you say, bonking your forehead into Wakatoshi as he stops short. “You all don't have to keep saying that. Please, call me—”

"Oh, Waka-kun said," Bokuto starts before being cut off.

“We may as well be," Wakatoshi says, turning to face Bokuto (At least turn sideways so I can see, you complain). "It'll happen eventually, so we can start practicing by calling her my wife now."

"What?!" You say. "Don't say things like that. You sound like you like me. Do you like me? Do you want to be more than friends?"

People have always talked about your relationship in begrudging terms. "Oh, opposites attract, I guess..." spoken in a disbelieving and reluctant tone. He understands. Most high school relationships didn't work out. Most people would get frustrated with him and his communication style. Then most long-distance relationships didn't work out. Most young professional athletes wanted to try new things, new people.

Wakatoshi doesn't understand why he would want to try something new when he had something perfectly fine with you. He had said that to you, once, when you were in Sapporo and he in Koganei. You had gotten very quiet for the rest of the call and then remained quiet for two weeks, sending all of his messages to read and calls to voicemail. It had taken a short flight and a shy, quiet apology to right his wrongs. He had known that he would spend the rest of his life with you, he said, forgetting to blink even as you furiously swiped away tears, a month in when you were fifteen. Barely longer than this terrible time you had stopped even fighting with him, just giving up on him. Why would he try anything else when he had never deviated from this path?

But what if you're just not seeing that there might be something better out there for you, you had said, voice angry but face already forgiving. Worse, what if you do see that someday? You’ll get tired of settling.

He had shaken his head. There isn't something better. Please, continue to be patient with me. Your breath had burst out of you in a single sob, and then you were yanking him toward you, ordering him to kiss you so you'd stop crying in front of all the neighbors.

Considering his parents' marriage, one might have thought that he would have more qualms about the concept than he did. You didn't seem interested in pressuring him there, though, and when asked just reminded him that living together long enough would result in common-law marriage anyway, so he just had to tell you if he ever wanted to stop living together. After several years separated and more reunited, he hadn't yet found any desire to do so. He definitely had strong negative feelings about being away from you for extended periods.

He was very lucky that you had chosen a career path which would allow you to travel essentially anywhere with him, find lucrative work anywhere with him. The home gym had actually been your gift to him, from the bank account you didn't share. It was the most thoughtful and horrifyingly expensive gift he had ever received. He had retaliated by hiring your most favored interior designer to rework your apartment into something both sentimentally familiar and not decorated entirely on the whim of two mid-twenty-year-olds. While they worked, he took you on vacation.

"We have to go," Wakatoshi adjusts you in his hold, nodding to his teammate. You’re quiet for a bit, so he puts you down, steadying you by your waist until your head stops swimming.

“You know we have to talk about these things,” you say, looking steadily at him.

“Yes,” he rumbles, considering his words for a moment. “I’ve been thinking about it more often recently. I still don’t feel strongly about the idea of a wedding, but I want you to be my wife. If you want to be.”

Insecurity sparks in him. You enjoyed your friend’s weddings, but perhaps you didn’t want one of your own, or one to him. Perhaps he had crossed a boundary.

“I don’t know,” you tap your lips with a finger, and a weight lifts off his chest when you smile at him. “I’ll see when you ask me. But I want it to be sometime in the future, somewhere more scenic than your athletic facility, okay? With a ring and a sappy speech.”

He smiles, then, his teeth showing. An explosive and momentous display of emotion.

“I’ll be sure to say please.”

#ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima fluff #ushiwaka x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq!! x reader #haikyuu!! fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader fluff #hq x reader fluff #ushijima wakatoshi x reader fluff #ushijima x reader fluff

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wonwoozzz · 8 months

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pretty seashell

pairing: niki x gn!reader genre: fluff wc: approximately 500 ?? synopsis: you're at the beach with niki and have your first kiss with him warnings: kissing obviously, niki was being a little bold for a sec then got shy hehe, lowercase intentional ➜ a/n: this is my first time writing hope you guys enjoy it 😞

you listen to the sounds of waves crashing every so often with the feeling of the slight breeze running through your hair.

you’re walking side by side with niki when all of a sudden something suddenly catches your eye and you reach down to grab it.

"hey, niki look at this" you chirped out as you turn to show him a seashell you had found "look how pretty it is" you hold your arm out to show him while you’re still staring at it in your hand not bothering to look up at him.

"yeah it's super pretty" he mumbles out not bothering to look at the shell but rather at you. "I know right look at how pretty the color is and the way its shaped" you excitedly say as you continue to ramble about the shell completely fascinated by the little thing.

he motions his hand to move your hair away from your face and tucks it behind your ear slowly moving his hand to your chin while lightly titling your head up making you look at him. you suddenly stop your little ramble you didn’t even realize that was still going on and look at him confused.

"what's wrong did something happen" you asked him slightly puzzled. "no it’s just that youre much more prettier then that seashell” he says while maintaining eye contact giving you a soft smile.

you feel yourself getting flustered at the sudden boldness from him "o-oh thank you" you barely managed to stammer out felling the tip of your ears turn red as you struggle to hold eye contact with him.

"can I ask you something" he softly whispers out as his hand now moves to your cheek slightly caressing it with his thumb "yeah what it is..." you barely manage to answer him, face now red from how flustered he's making you with all his attention

"can...can i kiss you..maybe..perhaps.. it’s fine if you don’t want to but-" he stammers out the tips of his ears turning red in the process.

you cut him off by letting out a soft laugh, you look at him with a soft expression talking in a soft voice “hurry up and kiss me you dork.”

niki doesn’t wait another second as he leans down to kiss you while his hands move to your waist pulling you close as your hands snake around his neck dropping the seashell that’s long forgotten at this point.

the kiss lasts for a few seconds when you both finally pull away and look at each other smiling like two idiots in love.

the warm feeling of the sun hitting your face along with the butterflies in your stomach as niki was staring at you in such a lovingly way was truly a date to remember.

a/n: i lowk hate this, this is my first time writing and i feel like i can do so much better but i just want to get a post out so this will have to do for now 💔 hope u guys like it tho ☹️

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #enhypen niki #enhypen niki fluff #enhypen niki x reader #enhypen niki imagines #enhypen drabbles #enhypen fic #enhypen fanfiction #niki x reader #niki imagines #nishimura riki #riki nishimura x reader

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dreamii-krybaby · 7 months

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Theory on Nori’s actual personality

Ok but what if it’s revealed that Nori isn’t necessarily malicious or evil or satan’s spawn, like specifically during her time at the labs and camps.

Like yes I know she seems to be enjoying herself after the core collapse thanks to the pictures in EP4 and at the interview shown in EP6 despite Alice going berserk and smashing her own head and Yeva hurting and terrified. Not only her body language but also the fact she is resting her arm on one of the sentinels as if they were mere pets gives her almost disney villian vibes

Because to me she could be somewhat similar to N. She is a beacon of positivy, it may be simply her personality or a developed coping mechanism

It could be that her chill and cool vibes are astonishing. So it’s not that she doesn’t care or anything, she simply isn’t aware of the gravity of the situation or takes things easy.

Plus the fact that the goddam sentinels are so chill around her that even one of them lets Nori put her arm on top of them can maybe be seen as the sentinels not perceiving Nori as a threat, and more as a companion, maybe even as a friend.

Her EP6 appearance may be a red herring or is purposely made so we draw the wrong conclusion.

Bc most of her bad actions where when she was under the influence of the AS:

- Like before the core collapse happened we clearly saw in EP6 that Nori was fully possessed bc of her yellow eyes. And we in the footage you can see drones or even human limbs scattered around her, so all of that was when she was possessed.

- after the core collapse she shows to be quite friendly, it could be that she doesn’t remember a lot after her possession. Unlike Yeva who probably was still processing everything.

Tho tbh I can cut her some slack if she indeed was happy after the humans perished after the core collapse. Since you know, she was experimented and probably witnessed a lot of fucked up shit.

- When Alice mentioned that she left them to die, she also later added she had yellow eyes, again, Nori was possessed at that time. Alice probably didn’t know that the one who probably left them to die was the AS, not Nori

- Now this more of an assumption, but the fact that in Nori’s closet Khan kept boxes and boxes of “happy family memories” it probably meant their relationship was pretty good.

- And things only went south when Nori started to get visions(?). Also she constantly told Khan to build doors against the coming sky demons. Clearly she was trying to protect herself, Uzi and Khan, and probably the rest of the colony (which also included Yeva, which would go against the interpretation that Nori didn’t care much for Yeva). Also remember, it was Khan who wasn’t there for Nori, she needed him, she tried to warn him.

-Its also worth mentioning that Yeva might have not been harmed by Nori during the interview shown at EP6. Bc first there is no sharp object that could potentially be used against Yeva. (Wait now that I think about it, there is a JCJenson pen, and if u remember the pilot, that pen could have actually been used to cause Yeva’s injury but it seems to be lacking oil stains)

And its a higher possibility that Alice could have done it, as it seems she has gone berserk and drew with her own oil on the walls and is clawing at the wall, and maybeee she also used Yeva’s oil to draw.

Also Nori couldn’t have used the AS directly on Yeva due to both having the AS. And a interpretation made by @capnsaltsquid said that Yeva’s eye got damaged by the AS itself, it fucking blew up, due to her body not being very “compatible” with the AS. (Yeva my poor gal :( )

Again I think it all depends on interpretation.

Now does this mean she is a pure holy saint? No. Murder Drones is a show where most ppl aren’t really a saint. Yes..probably not even my gal Yeva. But Nori could be that at the end she wasn’t evil or smth. She could have a similar situation to Cyn.

Now personally would enjoy if she actually started off as antagonist or even villian when she got the AS at the labs and had to unfortunately learn the hard way about the dangers of the AS later. Wouldn’t mind at all if she occasionally showed moments of villainy.

And me being me, how about devil’s advocate?

Maybe she was indeed a son of a bitch at her time at the labs maybe she was happy after the destruction she caused after the core collapse.

What if Nori actually planned to get possessed? What if the AS offered her freedom by getting rid of the humans. Bc the AS drawing below her shown on the EP6 footage surrounded by body remains gives me “summoning the local Eldritch god inside of my body to do silly stuff” vibes

For all we know the AS could have given her a sense of control, power, and superiority and for a lab rat surrounded by robo-raptors and other, more aggressive lab rats, that must have felt amazing.

Also it would be nice to have a villian who fully embraces the AS, even for only a period of time.

Before you say we have Doll, I don’t think so, well partially:

-She immediately feels sorry for Uzi upon learning she also has the AS, and she promised her to help her once she finds what she is looking for.

-She also calls the AS a “sickness” via Tessa’s comment on EP6.

-A lot of ppl and myself included infer that what Doll is looking for is a cure for the AS

-Even if she uses the AS a lot more than Uzi I think Doll is simply taking advantage of it while she has it, its the only ready available tool she has. But I don’t think she necessarily likes having it. Plus Doll has more control over her body over the AS unlike Uzi.

So I would love for Nori at the beginning to embrace the AS, that loves it. Sees it as a blessing rather than a sickness. That feels a rush of control when using it.

Or we could go the more, chill route, she uses it more due to carelessness and ignorance.

And perhaps for her later go “Well maybe I don’t want this thing anymore”

But realistically from what I gathered, I see her someone who is chill, open, easy going, sociable and perhaps, careless.

Tho am begging on my knees for her to be a morally grey sassy lady.

#murder drones #murder drones nori #nori murder drones #nori doorman murder drones #murder drones nori doorman #nori doorman #murder drones theory

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neuvillettes · 11 months

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lost on you | childe

summary | you’ve lost so much time grieving for your relationship with childe.

pairing | childe x reader, diluc x reader

warnings | depictions of anxiety/panic attack, depictions of depression, angst, reader x childe, reader x diluc, chilumi, suggestive themes but nothing explcit, fem!reader

wc | 1.6k

a/n | i tried something new with thos and i’m not sure i lile it :,) this was supposed to be much shorter and diluc weaseled his way in there. how’d he do that? i have know idea aksdjfhkasdjhfasdf

your fingers are numb, just like the rest of your body, yet they still tremble. it’s cold, you’re not sure what you expected. it’s the middle of winter in fontaine and you weren’t wearing any gloves. sure, the cold wasn’t as fierce as it was back in snezhnaya, but it was still enough to run a chill throughout your entirety. you could laugh at the irony. it wasn’t as if you weren’t already cold and empty on the inside, so, what did it matter if you were cold externally as well. even though it’s been well over a year since he left and took your heart with him, you were still an empty shell of the person you were before him.

“what?” you were cooking the two of you a nice dinner and almost cut yourself in the process due to his words. he said something - but - surely you’d heard it incorrectly.

he wasn’t looking at you. no, that wasn’t right either, he refused to look at you. “after my next mission…i’m not coming back.”

you almost asked him to repeat himself one more time. what did he even mean? he wasn’t coming back? last you checked, he was being sent to liyue, the nation of the geo archon. you’d heard it was a beautiful, and for the most part, peaceful place. and this was him of all people. so… why would he say that? he wasn’t making any sense.

“… what do you mean you’re not coming back? what about your family? what about the fatui? what about…” what about me. you thought it, but didn’t dare say it out loud. you couldn’t bring yourself to make him feel guilty on your behalf.

his jaw clenches and hands tremble. he’d been dreading this. he didn’t want to let you go, but it would be selfish of him. he had a duty to uphold and he was getting sloppy. you were a distraction. he reminded himself, he constantly had to remind himself, otherwise the truth would slip through the cracks. he takes in a stuttered and shallow breath before uttering the words that made you completely drop the knife you were holding.

“i don’t mean snezhnaya… i’m not coming back here. i’m not coming back to you.”

the knife made a loud clanking noise before he could even get all of his words out. you had to hold onto the counter to steady yourself. his words were cold, icy, and they drove icicles right through your heart. your ears rang and heart sank. every word he uttered after that was muffled, almost as if he was speaking on the other end of a very long tunnel. you were able to catch bits of what he was saying but none of it was making a lick of sense to your foggy brain.

it had been over a year and, still, you remember his last night with you like it was only hours ago. you spent months sitting at home staring into nothing. his excuses running through your mind over and over again. you analyzed every action you made leading up to him leaving. you couldn’t come up with any reason as to why he would go like he did. his family often checked up on you, knowing they were the only one you had. eventually even seeing them became too much for you.

you left, a note nailed to your door as a goodbye. you weren’t sure you would ever return but you decided now was the time to go out and see the world like you had always talked about with him. you started in inazuma, you wanted to get as far away from your homeland as possible. you couldn’t bring yourself to enjoy it, so you moved on to sumeru. you came up with the same result. you didn’t spend much time in liyue, it was too much for you.

mondstadt was the one nation that brought you a bit of peace. you stayed there the longest. you met a fiery redhead there that was the total opposite of your former lover and yet, he brought you the same type of comfort. he was weary of you at first, familiar with the accent you bore, yet he spoke the same tongue as you.

his name is diluc. although you still couldn’t bring yourself to say his name, diluc was easy for you. he was the first to comment on the way your smile never reached your eyes. he was the first to mention the dull light in your eyes that surely had to brighten at some point in your life.

“who was he?” the redhead was pouring you a glass of dandelion wine as you sat in his bed, covered by a thin white sheet.

“…i don’t care to talk about it.” you avoided his eyes and decided it best to look out the window of his room that overlooked the vineyards.

“does anyone ever like to talk about a previous relationship? you don’t have to tell me, i just thought you might benefit from talking about him.” his voice was so warm and kind that you almost cried.

diluc helped you fill some of the void that was left. but he still couldn’t fill all of it. when it came time for you to leave he made you promise to visit.

you set off to fontaine, hoping to find something that didn’t make you feel so empty. you wanted to come back to diluc as a whole person. you wanted to give him everything, but you couldn’t do that as the semblance of a person you still were.

you were sat at the front of a cafe, sipping on a hot cup of coffee. most people were indoors, but this cold was nothing to you. something about this made you nostalgic. maybe it was the crisp air and mixture of coffee, it reminded you of diluc. suddenly the emptiness isn’t so overwhelming and something happens in that moment, you let a soft, genuine smile grace your features.

unfortunately the moment only lasts a second because, before you know it, a familiar voice is calling out your name. your body runs colder than it had felt previously. you don’t want to open your eyes. you don’t want to be faced with the one person who had been haunting your nightmares for the better part of two years. your body has other ideas though. on instinct you're leaning towards the voice, eyes wide open.

he seems taller than before, built more as well. he’s been training and it shows. he has the same goofy smile on his face. the freckles that litter his nose and cheeks seemed to have multiplied, no doubt from the excess amount of sun he wasn’t getting in snezhnaya. he’s bounding over to you and it’s only until he is right in front of you and speaking that you notice he isn’t alone.

a short blonde woman and some sort of floating child are close on his tail. he introduces her as lumine, the traveler, her smile is bright and you can’t help but smile back despite not wanting to. she seemed familiar with him and that made your chest ache. feelings you had pushed aside for so long began to simmer and boil over. your hands were no longer trembling because of the cold. your body was overheating and your head felt fuzzy. it was happening again, just like the last time you had seen him. you were forced into the back seat, autopilot taking over.

pleasantries were exchanged, he asked you how you were, you asked him the same. lumine introduced her companion and they all laughed about how they met. you watched as they had a conversation without you. his hand every so often resting on her shoulder and a blush forming on her face when it did. you didn’t want to be here, you didn’t want to watch this happen. you didn’t want to watch as he moved on, while you were still helplessly trying to forget him.

after a short while lumine and paimon excuse themselves and then it’s just the two of you. his smile fades and a worried expression replaces it.

“how are you, really? last time i saw you…” he reaches his hand out to hold your own but you immediately retract yours.

you watch the hurt flash across his face. what was he expecting though? he had left you, seemingly so easy. he was replacing you now too. why would you let him touch you as if he still had the right. he clearly didn’t.

you narrow your eyes at his concern. “i’m doing just fine, childe.”

that was the first time you had uttered his name since he left. you hadn’t even dared to think it. although it wasn’t his given name it still left your mouth dry and eyes glossy.

childe flinches at the sound of his codename falling from your lips. it wasn’t something he was used to. he lets out a sigh and stands. “i see. if you say so. i know when i’m not wanted. i’ll go now. goodbye, moya dorogaya.”

he’s gone before you can say anything more. just like last time. tears spill from your eyes and you let out a humorless laugh at the pet name he always used to call you. “how unfair of you…”

you’re left to pick up the pieces yourself once more, but this time is different. if he was able to move on so easily, so would you.

#childe x reader #childe angst #genshin impact x reader #ganshin impact angst #genshin x reader #genshin angst #childe #ajax #tartaglia #genshin #genshin impact #angst

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a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual · 23 days

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Clone wars headcanons that I'm posting just in time for May 4th

Anakin can’t finish a movie or tv show by himself to save his fucking life like something in his brain prevents him from finishing it without someone there to talk about it

But he’ll try over and over and over again to a point where he will have the first half of the show memorized but still not know how it ends

He needs someone to keep him there and actually pay attention and there’s very few people that actually have the time or determination to do it (Aka Ahsoka)

Ahsoka and Anakin watching a movie or show together is very different than watching it with the group cause Obi-Wan and Rex need total silence to enjoy a show (they’ve snapped at the duo a couple of times cause they kept asking “Okay so what the kriff does that mean”)

Padme doesn’t mind the talking as much as Rex and Obi-Wan but after a while the constant talking and theorizing and rewinding gets to her as well

Unfortunately Ahsoka and Anakin need to talk to process media so half the time they just send emotions or questions through their bond to keep everyone happy

I once saw a post say “do you think Ahsoka remembers how Anakin’s laugh sounded” and that question knocked the wind out of my lungs and made me cry for longer than I’d like to admit

But it also made me realize that I can’t remember what their laughs sound like cause I don’t think they do so very often which means I get to create new laughs for them

Anakin’s laugh is a strange and awkward little thing and sometimes people comment that it sounds like it hurts him (because he’s an emo little weirdo who doesn’t like to show he laughs)

It’s very clunky and sometimes sounds like ill-fitted gears shifting but it’s also weirdly infectious and fills a lot of people with warmth

Ahsoka’s is equally as weird and infectious it’s very animalistic kind of like a fox’s laugh (aka very high-pitched and fucking adorable) she’s very giggly around the people she’s comfortable with

Anakin would say that Padme’s laugh sounds like a wind chime and that's true for her fake ass senator laugh that’s controlled and most of the time forced

But her real laugh that she lets out with family is a snorty hiccupy little thing that puts a stupid smile on Anakin’s face

Obi-Wan’s laugh is breathy sounding sometimes wheezy but otherwise quiet sometimes people will catch him off guard and they get a kinda loud “HA” out of it but that’s the loudest it’ll get

I know we technically heard Rex’s laugh in the clone wars movie but you can’t tell me this man wouldn’t cackle

Like fully body doubled over laughter that shakes a damn room Anakin has joked once or twice that Rex has blown out his eardrum which just makes him laugh louder

There is one person in the whole galaxy that Anakin trusts to fix his prosthetic and that’s Ahsoka

He didn’t even trust the arm at first which made him take it apart entirely no one asked him questions about how he got the parts to fix it they all just let him fiddle with it because they thought it was his way of coping

He normally gets pretty twitchy and cagey when people hold his prosthetic (besides Ahsoka obvi) Padme usually gets the best reception and by best reception I mean he doesn’t snatch it out of her hands

Obi-Wan swears to this day the first time he picked up Anakin’s prosthetic the boy almost dislocated both their shoulders trying to get it back

The first time Ahsoka fixed his arm was also when Anakin physically couldn’t because he was in too much pain

He talked her through the repair process tho and thanked the universe that he was hyped up on pain meds because he was sure that’s the only reason he was so calm

Even after he recovered he showed her the proper way to fix the arm and let her take it apart and put it back together a couple of times

He would never admit it but it is kind of a relief to have someone who can fix it the same way that he does

And everyone else is grateful that it’s kind of given the young togruta something to do when her master is injured because otherwise she’d be restless

Sometimes when Anakin and Ahsoka want to confuse Obi-Wan they’ll act like he’s their biological father and blame stuff on him and those conversations will go something like this:

“Honestly Soka it’s not your fault you have ADHD” “You’re so right Skyguy the same could be said about you being autistic we both inherited from Obi-Wan”

The first couple of times he didn’t know how to react (because how tf do you react to that) but after a while he would start telling them “You do know we’re not actually related right?”

To which the duo whips out the most overdramatic reactions that entail Ahsoka covering Anakin’s ears and him doing the same to her montrals and they usually take turns to respond with “Master there are younglings present!”

I’m fully convinced that if Tiktok existed in the Star Wars universe Ahsoka would have one and it would be 1. Strangely popular and 2. The weirdest amalgamation of stuff

You’ve got her prank videos (mostly aimed at Anakin), story times (mostly about Anakin Rex and Obi-Wan), get ready with me’s (mostly to hang out with Padme), and her favorite: forcing the boys to dance with her

The only videos that she has of Obi-Wan dancing are the ones of them dancing at formal events (mostly cause ballroom dancing is the one kind he knows)

Anakin, Rex and the boys are her most frequent victims and my sweet baby angles bless their hearts are stiff as goddamn boards

They’ve got a decent rhythm down and they can all pick up routines pretty fast but Ahsoka has had to train them to let loose a little bit

It obviously took Anakin the longest to loosen up and that process mostly took place in their shared quarters but it also made me think of a hilarious scenario that goes something like this:

Cody was woken up at 3 am by an unexpected message from Obi-Wan well to be specific it was two messages one video and a text titled “Why are they like this”

When he plays the video he sees Anakin and Ahsoka doing some silly little (obviously choreographed) dance in the kitchen as something is baking in the oven (knowing the duo probably cookies)

Cody’s laughter could be heard throughout the barracks that night

When Ahsoka finally gets her hands on that video (because she does get her hands on that video) she edits the clips of her dancing with Obi-Wan and her dancing with Anakin

With the caption being something cute and lowkey cheezy like “How I dance with my Dad vs how I dance with my brother” which people eat up because it’s fucking adorable

There are also a couple of videos that she couldn’t post because it’s Rex her and the boys dancing and goofing off as mission lights and alarms go off in the background

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azurevi · 1 year

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L ove - first time saying ‘i love you’.

sorry anon i accidentally deleted the ask 💀 hope you enjoy this tho! i think i fell in love with malleus while writing his part-

Riddle

“Are you sure you’ve got everything?” Riddle asks from where he’s seated on the ground, watching you pack with just a touch of silent melancholy in his gaze. Study sessions with you are frequent but never long enough, and if he had to be honest, studying was just an excuse. He just wants to spend more time with you.

“Yup, but I can’t help but feel like I’ve forgotten something…” you flip between the pages and look under the table. Riddle is about to search with you when you take advantage of his position and ambush him with a smooch on his cheek.

“What’s with the sneak attack?” His eyes widen before he remembers to stifle his surprise.

“Nothing, just wanted to show how much I love you,” you swing the bag over your shoulder and dash towards the door. “See ya!”

Really, he should be used to your antics by now. He clicks his tongue, touching the spot where you landed the kiss while quietly hoping that it could’ve been slightly to the rig-

Wait.

Wait wait wait WAIT WAIT WAIT-

Did you just say that you loved him?

He can feel his brain shutting down as he tries to process your words. He didn’t mishear it, did he? Did you mean it? Was it just a slip of the tongue? How dare you just drop the bomb on him as if he hasn’t been racking his brain for the perfect occasion to tell you the exact same words for weeks?

He can’t just let you get away with it.

Anyone who is at the dorm at that time may report seeing a red flash fly down the confusing corridors and stairs designated to make one trip. In fact, Riddle’s face is almost as bright as his hair, so much so that it can be easily mistaken as fury. But this is not anger, it’s his heart literally about to burst from his chest.

An intense run around the campus later, he finds you lounging in the courtyard, tapping away at your phone. When he calls your name, you tun around immediately.

“Riddle? What are you doing here? I didn’t actually leave something behind, did I?” You joke.

“Yes, you did,” he says, voice threatening to give out. “You left without hearing my response.”

“To what?”

His face is twisted by something between annoyance and embarrassment. “To the comment about… how you love me. Hey, why are you looking surprised? Did you not mean it?”

“No, of course I meant it. I guess it just slipped out without my knowledge.” You confess sheepishly, mirroring his awkwardness.

Thank the sevens. “Good. Because it just so happens that I love you as well.” He crosses his arms and angles his face away. Saying those words feels like jumping off a cliff. It fills him with dread, but also relief.

There is a beat of silence in which his confidence dwindles, but then he feels your response as you throw your arms around him, tight and sure, and like sunlight shooting through the clouds, it pushes the dread away and fills him with warmth.

“Hey now, people are going to look.” He says despite returning the embrace instinctively.

This isn’t exactly how he planned for the confession to go, but somehow it feels just right.

Malleus

Malleus sometimes wonders if he has loved you since the very beginning.

It’s not like he already knew back then, but it’s always surprised him how the first time he was able to put a name to his feelings for you, it felt like finding something he’d lost in one of his pant pockets. Instead of being a groundbreaking discovery, it just feels familiar.

He intends to let it be known, but such a solemn declaration requires a solemn setting. He wants it to be special and memorable, something that will bring a smile to your face when you recall years later.

It turns out to be harder than he thought.

The first time he brought you to a classy restaurant, the ones with lit candles and a tiny band. It could’ve been perfect if it weren’t for Sebek, who had taken it upon himself to ‘ensure young master’s safety outside campus’ and decided to come along. Even though he was seats away, it was still difficult to be heartfelt under piercing glares.

Lilia made a note to lock Sebek in his room the second time, but Malleus forgot to take care of your friends as well. A few hours into a park date, just as he was about to say those words, your phone cut through the tension. Ace had apparently set fire to Deuce’s room and was on the run from Riddle’s wrath.

They say third time’s the charm, but Malleus is starting to wonder if he’s doing something wrong. It just feels like something is bound to happen and interrupt his plans.

“Is something on your mind?”

Your voice lures him out of his predicament and back to the grass field where you’ve been lying on for the past 30 minutes. There’s just something about the night sky that you can never get tired of.

“Just you,” he says. “And us.”

“Smooth,” you punch his arm lightly, and though it feels like being tickled by a feather, he makes the effort to fake a wince. It draws a laugh out of you.

“The sky looks extra beautiful tonight, don’t you think?”

It’s the same sky Malleus has been watching since he was born, the same constellations, the same patterns sewn on the tapestry of the night, just slightly farther away from each other as the universe continues to expand outward. It’s a fascinating sight, but one can get bored of even the most awe-inspiring sights with enough time. On the contrary…

Malleus turns to you again, the tall grass brushing against his cheek. Your lidded eyes roam around, seemingly trying to encompass the vast expanse of the sky in one single look. There’s this tuck of your lips that indicate intrigue, and he wonders for a split second what you would do if he snuck a kiss in without warning.

“Yes, beautiful indeed,” he murmurs. Then there’s this feeling again, a flame in his chest, thrashing around with the need to break out.

Should he say it right now, when he’s barely prepared anything? Would it be less significant if there’s nothing extravagant around?

He shifts his weight onto his arm and shoves his face into your line of sight. You gaze flits to him, steady with a hint of curiosity. There’s something about the way you’re looking at him that makes the flame burn even brighter, forcing itself out of his throat.

“I love you.” He says sternly despite the uncertainty creeping up on him. For a second he lets the words sink in, the lack of a response making him panic internally. But then you smile like the stars can’t even hold a candle to him, and the moment you pull him down by his nape, he finally understands that love is quite a simple thing after all.

#twst x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #malleus x reader #riddle rosehearts #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #sie writes

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xruiiii-blog · 3 months

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Some ghouls come in pairs and they are giving heavy sidling vibes…

These are just for fun!!! Some hc my friends and I shared:)) forgive my English too…I tried🤷‍♀️!

Swiss & Rain-They are not blood siblings but they’ve been by each other’s side for as long as they can remember. There’s an age gap, they act completely different, into different things, but there are times where they look like each other’s reflection. The pit was a tough memory for both of them but luckily they had each other.

That being said, They will do stupid pranks to the other one and it’s only funny to themselves. No one beside them will understand what the hell is going on. They won’t even stop giggling during practices this sometimes pisses Copia off…but they are his ghouls so he can’t do anything about it. Usually Swiss’ the one who started them. Rain only pays back if he’s bored/got irritated, most of the time he lets it slide.

Ifrit & Zephyr-They are twins! They can be very handful sometimes…the intention was nice(ended badly bc one of them accidentally messed up or got too carried away, drag the other one with them). They are free spirit. Don’t even try n tell them to behave or what to do cuz they always end up doing their own thing. Follow the instructions was never an option. If you trust them on whatever they’re about to do then that’s a promise, they sure knows how to deliver. Usually Ifrit suggests an idea and comes up with a “plan” but then Zeph is the one who’s actually doing all the work…

Rare occasions they get time-out from Terzo. They will start behaving for a week at most. Ifrit has to spend a day or two convincing Zeph to be on his side again. They are the sweetest boys tho, always trying to cheer their papa up and lighten the mood. If papa didn’t like it, try something new. Terzo secretly enjoyed their company. It feels like home when these two hanging around(even if he had to cover his ears or screams “put that down!”) Terzo gets complaints from sisters about these two running down the hall all the time. Besides a disappointed gaze, Terzo never actually punish them, ever.

Aurora & Phantom-baby bat siblings! Aurora is probably minutes or seconds older than Phantom and she won’t ever let this go. There’re A LOT of pillow fights, back and forth arguments about nothing, constantly screaming each other’s name for no reason in the ghoul dorms right after they’re summoned. Copia had to sit both of them down for a chat but ending up realizing there’s nothing he can do from this point on. They’re fine, it’s a sibling thing. The ghouls are on their own now.

(Quick side explaining: our lore is that ghoulettes and ghouls are not coming from the same place. Ghoulettes are like witches?? Their community are tight, function more like merceners, papa had to go hire from the witches. Ghouls are…ghouls. They are from hell, the pit, they can be owned I guess?? Make a living in the pit it’s all on ur own. Doesn’t matter where u from, working with/for the clergy, next to papa is always a pleasure, an honor. A sacred chance for anyone. Exceptions always exist, Mist is a ghoulette but she’s from the pit. Phantom in this case, was adopted by the witches and lives among them, so this makes him a half-witch I guess…there are some ghoul behaviors he simply doesn’t understand, Aether prepared him after his summoning but there’re still alotttt to process. He’s an exchange student if u will. )

If Phantom ever felt frustrated, Aurora is the first person he goes to, and vises versus. Aurora will call Phantom her baby brother only when tommy is not around. They are still on the young side so everyone is looking out for them. They never been on Earth before so they are super hyped about everything. Blew up the kitchen couple times but they were forgiven after a sincere apology. Will you ever say no or stay mad towards a baby bat who love you with all their heart?? That’s right, I don’t think so.

I haven’t read much of the lores in the fandom if there’s similar ones oops!! We have similar tastes I guess! I don’t own any of these they are all just for fun. Thanks for reading and tolerating my on going struggle with writing! Hearts to all the writers out there, idk how y’all did this, it’s so damn hard💀.

u guys’ stuff actually makes sense, mines don’t lol

FYI my drawing always have them in these dynamic as well! These became canon to me…I just love seeing ghouls messing around…

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charmedreincarnation · 8 months

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Hey charm, is it true that once you get everything in your life , you'll stop appreciating things in general, cuz you have easy access to it?

I'm not sure if I'm wording this right.pls bear with me, english is my second language.

I was questioning myself trying to understand why it's taking me so long to tap into void ,and this fear popped up.

What I want from void is to be a master manifestor ,being able to summon things out of nowhere. And once I achieve this,will I stop being grateful for things ? What if I turn into this egotistical maniac? This sounds absolutely irrational now that I'm typing it out.

Here is my thought process : the only reason I appreciate having money is because I know what it's like to be poor. The only reason I appreciate having parents who loves me unconditionally is because I know what it's like to live with abusive parents. Etc etc .so once I have everything that I want, will I stop appreciating life ? Will I lose interest in myself ?

I guess I'm over complicating things now. Idk.

Did it change the way you approach life once you entered void and got what you want ? If so how ? If other annons who entered void could answer this, that would be great too.

I absolutely love this question! It's something that I've thought about a lot, and to be honest, I believe that the law is an extension of your personality. It's all about your mindset and your approach to life. If you're kind and generous when you're struggling, you're going to be even more giving when you have wealth and abundance. On the other hand, if you're selfish and greedy when you're poor, you're likely to continue that behavior even if your financial situation changes.

I think it's important to remember that everyone is different, and we all have our own journeys to follow. Even if you compare yourself to people who have always had money and privilege, that doesn't mean that they are inherently happier or more fulfilled than you are. I now can find an abundance of joy in simple things like feeding the animals in my backyard (I recently domesticated a squirrel and crow I’m an animal whisperer) or enjoying a cheap meal from my favorite restaurant. I didn’t have the privilege to enjoy the beauty of nature and little things when I was stressed and poor and riddened with anxiety tbh, but it’s always been there??? Nothing has changed I just have the ability to see it now. I love me a channel purse, but a lot of the things that make happy are free and always have been. I’m still a material girl regardless tho 💅💅

For me, the law has helped me appreciate the little things in life so much more. Before I discovered it, I was always searching for more and never felt satisfied with what I had. But now, I'm grateful for everything in my life, both big and small. I take things less seriously and just focus on being a kind and genuine person. I truly believe that if you put out positive energy into the world, it’s going to be a reflection of your inner heart regardless of whatever.

So don't worry about becoming someone like Elon musk or losing sight of who you are. The law is simply a tool to help you become the best version of yourself. And thinking about this already should be a reminder that you have a great head on your shoulder. Keep growing, keep learning, and keep being true to who you are. That's what really matters in life.

#law of assumption #my asks

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romanestuffsposts · 10 months

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ok so Stucky’s little struggles with sensory issues & recently their hair has been bothering them because the length is causing the hair to touch their neck & shoulders. so Stucky takes them to get their hair cut at a salon. this causes a tantrum because salons can be very overwhelming. Stucky of course isn’t mad at their little because they understand that it is just too much sensory stimulation for their little & it’s hard to process that especially in little space. afterwards, their little feels so much better with their haircut.

I just had to do this over the weekend. I have thick curly hair & especially with what I do, it was beginning to become too much. it was hard to manage, causing sensory issues, & giving me gender dysphoria. I actually cut it myself because I’m a broke college student 😂 it didn’t turn out too bad. it is definitely shorter than I intended but it’s just hair & it’ll grow back so it doesn’t bother me.

anyways I would love to see you write this

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Hi there love! 💜

Thank you for this request sweetie! I'm sorry you had to wait but i hope you like how I write your request! ❤️

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : sensory issues, tantrum, cries, comfort, fear, reassurance, pet names

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : Sometimes Papa has good ideas too

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It's not the first time your Papa notices that your hair are bothering you. When you're eating he noticed that you often quibble at your hair, or when you're in the bath and your hair are bothering you in the back of your neck.

He thought about it and talked multiples times with Bucky and it's true that it's been a long time since you had your hair cut so they took an appointement at the salons three days ago. Today is the big day, they just forgot to tell you where you were going.

"buckle up, princess" your Papa says and watches you doing it in the mirror before starting the car. You stare out of the window for some times before asking "where are we going Papa ?"

Your Daddy glances at your Papa "hum, we're going make sure you're more comfortable, sweetie" your Papa says and your Daddy quietly chuckles at his answer. He gets a glance from Steve before continuing the drive in silence, with a soft music in the background of the car.

You close your eyes as you let the car driving you where your Daddies want to bring you. Once you feel the car is in park and you don't feel the weird road under the tire you open your eyes.

You glance around but don't reconize where you are. You feel the car moving again when your Daddies turn around in their seats to look at you.

"baby" your Daddy starts, getting your attention "you remember that your hair bothered you a lot recently ?" You nod and frown as you tilt your head "we thought it might be a good idea to help you with that" he continues, glancing at your Papa

"We brought you to our salon so a nice woman can help you cutting your hair. How does that sounds ?" he asks and frowns when you shake your head "don wanna"

"but- baby, we'll be beside you the whole time. It won't take too long, we'll be home soon after walking inside the salon" your Papa tries but you shake your head again

"No! Don Wannaa!!" you yell and start to trash in your seat. The belt is still around you so when you trash around, your Daddies are scared that you'll get hurt

"sweetie-" your Papa starts but is cut off by your loud scream "Noo!! Wanna go home!!!" You grab your belt and try to get out but can't which worries your Daddies more

"baby calm down" your Daddy try to grab your hand but you move your hand away from him and squirm more in your seat as tears fall down your cheeks

You hear a door opening and closing which make you more anxious, what if one of them got out to grab you out of the car and drag you in the salon to cut your hair even tho you don't want to.

"princess, breath for me please" your Papa asks as your Daddy opens the back door and you yell more because you're scared he's gonna drag you out but to your surprise, he just wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer to him

A soft hand gently brushes your hair as another is caressing the skin of your waist "breath babygirl, breath" your Daddy quietly says as he closes his eyes.

The more he's relax and calm, the more his heart will be calm and relax and so because your ear is against his chest, it'll attempt you to calm you down too.

"you don't want to go at the salon ?" he asks and you shake your head, a soft sob leaving your lips as he hold you tighter "then we'll go home." he states making you look up at him "we'll go home and we'll take care of this by ourself, alright ?" he qietly says, his fingers caressing your temple.

You stiff and nod your head as more tears fall down your cheeks. Your Daddy kisses your little nose then your forehead before feeling the car moving once again.

Your Daddy sits you down on the chair your Papa puts in the bathroom in front of the mirror and kisses your nose when you whine at the lost of his warm arms around you.

Your Papa comes in the bathroom and comes kneeling in front of you "I have an idea, sweetie" he starts "I know you don't feel comfortable about having your hair cut so I got you something"

He rests a doll you never seen in your life on your laps and you frown as you look at it and then at your Papa "I got you this for you so you can cut her hair with those scissors" he shows you the scissors he got for you who are really small and harmless "whatever cut you make in her hair, we'll do the exact same cut in your hair. You chose whatever haircut you want by cutting hairs yourself. How does that sound ?"

You look down at the doll and at the scissor then looking up at your Daddy through the mirror who is standing behind you. He nods and winks at you, giving you a reasuring smile.

You hesitantly grab the doll and the scissor and watch your Papa standing up "you'll have your mind busy with that so it'll help you getting through this" he explains, his hands firmly on your shoulders.

You nod and look at you through the mirror, you gaze your hair and imagine a haircut that doesn't bother you anymore. When you know what you want, you grab the scissor and the doll and start to cut her hair.

At first you feel your Papa cutting your hair, you feel the scissor closing against your soft hair and then them brushing the back of your neck as they fall on the ground around te chair. But after some times, the feeling disappears as if either you get used to it or as if the thing your Papa said is really working on you.

"you look so beautiful, babydoll" Your Daddy says as he watches your Papa finishing your haircut "you did a great job!" he winks making you smile.

Your Papa gasps and looks at your Daddy "i'm the one cutting her hair so i'm the one who is doing a gread job" he narrows his eyes at him making you giggling.

"all done" you say showing them your doll. They both break their eyes contact and look at your doll. Your Daddy shows you his tumb while your Papa analyses your hair and your doll's

"yup" he nods "me too"

You stand up and walks toward the mirror. You take the time you need to watch your new haircut before turning to your Papa "is oki" you nod and he playfully rolls his eyes while your Daddy laughs "how nice, sweetie"

You giggle and he walks toward you "turn around" he asks and you do. He brushes away the rest of hair who didn't fell after the cut and then kisses the top of your hair.

"You know what baby deserves after being so,brave about their haircut ?" your Daddy asks. You shake your head "they deserve a big ice cream and an entire evening of cartoons and movies!"

Your lips break into a big and happy smile as you look at him through the mirror "otay!" you run away from the bathroom and make your way as quickly as possible to the kitchen.

Your Daddies laugh and follow closely behind you, ready to spend an amazing evening with their little princess

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missm0oshroom · 1 year

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“I’ll wander across every land until I find you”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ A/N: I’m sorry that I took so long with this request ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა But here it is! It’s an Grumpy x sunshine angst with a tad bit of fluff. I hope you enjoy <33

ੈ✩‧₊˚: Pairing: Scaramouche x reader (reader is referred to as “you”)

ੈ✩‧₊˚: tw: angst (it has a bit of fluff tho ^^)

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Scaramouche looked at the Irminsul, its ethereal glow entrancing him to an almost vulnerable state. It seemed to be seeping into his soul, reading his thoughts and fears.

And he hated it. He wanted to get this process done and over with. He knew that if he acknowledged those things, he wouldn’t be able to do it. He was already repulsed by himself, by Dottore, by this whole situation yet he didn’t see any other way out of this, maybe he was just a coward, selfishly running from his past. He would’ve done it by now yet there was one thought stopping him, you. He detested himself for reminding himself about you at the worst possible moment. He knew that after the whole procedure you wouldn’t be able to remember him and similarly to him yet maybe it was that idea that haunted him deep down. He couldn’t imagine a life without you.The way you were always so annoyingly positive, that you always came back to him no matter how much he pushed you away and the way you always brought the best in him. You were one of the only people that managed to read him like a book. You always managed to persuade him into joining your impulsive ideas like the one time you dragged him into a field in the middle of the night to show him the fireflies. At first he stood there stiffly, arms folded across his chest, grumbling frustrated every now and again. Yet as he stared at your serene form, that was kneeling in the grass staring at the “ghost lights” that were dancing around you, his gaze softened fondly. The golden glow made you look perfect, more beautiful than any living creature he had ever seen. Like you were a precious immortal that was sent to him from Celestia, to care for him. Slowly, not wanting to disturb you he approached you, kneeling down beside you. Seeing that you didn’t notice him sitting beside you, he gently took your chin and pulled you into an embrace. You melted into the kiss. His thoughts, worries and fear disappeared into an empty abyss as he embraced the moment. As he pulled away, you looked at your flustered expression and let out a smug chuckle. Seeing him smile, you giggled. It was a very rare occurrence for him to smile moreover chuckle. You grabbed his hand and tugged him deeper into the field. As they ran through the overgrown meadow, he glanced at the bobbing glowing insects around him. They all seemed to be emitting light even if it flickered off and then back on every once in a while, it reminded him of you. You were like his beacon of positive light that never went out even if it sometimes flickered. As any person u had your bad days and Scaramouche noticed the small changes in your behaviour yet for him you always appeared cheerful around him, your positive light barely faltering. He gazed back at you, your ever apparent beaming smile painting your face. For once in a very long time he allowed himself to let himself go. Pushing away those precious yet painful memories of you, he knew what he had to do and he was determined to finish what he came for. He told himself that if he went through with this plan of action he would be able to save you from any pain as you’d no longer have any recollection of him as would he. Finally he’d be able to live a peaceful life without the constant feeling of hatred for himself and the world around him.Yet before taking another step towards the Irminsul, he swore to himself that he’d find you no matter how long it took him. He’d wander every mountain, every land, every town until he’d find you.

#scaramouche fluff #scaramouche #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche angst #scaramouche oneshot #scara x reader #scaramouche x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x y/n #genshin wanderer #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x you #kunikuzushi x reader

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lynxthewolf1 · 10 days

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Wrote this at like 2am yesterday and I’m feeling sappy so screw it I’m gonna be sappy for a second. This probably gonna be a lot of me repeating myself I tried my best to make this coherent but this post is long and it’s almost 2am again

I don’t think it’s fully processed that fables story is over but when it does hit im gonna be sad but until and after then Im so thankful for being able to meet the people I have through Fable Smp. If any friends/moots I’ve met though fable sees this y’all are so cool and I’m so glad I got to met you. If someone told me when I started watching fable I would be as active in the community as I am even tho I’m a lurker who occasionally appears to ramble about my thoughts and feel so at home here I would’ve thought ur lying and honestly teared up at the thought a community like that could exist. Now I can sit here teary eyed knowing I found that place and people I can talk 2 who get the emotional pain that is fable smp. Also they’re all just neat and fun to hang out with and talk to.

I was in a really dark place when I found fable and ended up gravitating a lot to certain characters I related to a lot at the time Caspian and c!Athena mainly. Seeing there stories progress and the characters get through what they have gave me the confidence to deal with my own personal stuff and situation. I remember watching my first stream it was ether S1 Halloween or a bit after that seeing it the whole way through has been such an incredible and emotional experiences of trying not to cry and rooting so hard for these characters to have one nice thing. Through this community I found a the safe space and in a sense that I gave up looking for. Thank you to the cast for giving me and so many others a safe space and comfort series and characters that we can watch to get through the hard times and representing not just minorities but struggles that aren’t shown often and the different ways it effects people.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to describe the feeling of Rae and Caspian show not telling the fact they’re Demi and going “they’re like me! It’s not just a me thing there’s a name for it??” And feeling so seen. After being called weird and broken for what I found out was because I’m demiromantic aroace was such a moment I remember being so excited because for once I didn’t feel broken. It felt like if a fictional character I relate to is Demi then why should I care what other people think of how I feel about people. Whisper duo was my wake up call to my own situation with my “friends” that I needed at the time and overall this series showed me how much family isnt blood it’s the family you make and I found a home in this community as a lurker who sometimes appears to ramble on Tumblr and go back to the void.I wanted to feel seen and fable did that through its characters.

Thank you to the cast for making a series and community that so many people can enjoy and characters who feel like call outs even tho anytime I relate to a character in any way I take 1d6 physic damage (/j) and a safe space for people who was looking for it or found it by accident and now we’re in the rabbit hole. I don’t plan on leaving this fandom I’m gonna continue to rewatch fable and just cry about it. For prob not the finale time my counsler and friends will be hearing about how much fable Smp has changed my life for the better /pos.

#fable Smp #it’s over isn’t it? /ly #emotional damage #sobbing #sad it’s over but glad I was here to watch the journey #sappy Lynx moment #home isn’t a place it’s people #denial is a river in egypt #it hasn’t set in fully that today was the finale lore stream

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fitzsmonkies · 7 months

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Loki Season 2 Episode 5

*SPOILERS*

here’s my entire thought process watching the newest episode. Enjoy.

Stop ittttt

The intro no why is it disappearing

Is someone controlling him to teleport like that??? How is he visiting everyone???

Awww B 15 is a nurse that’s cute

The hair flips lmao

MOBUIS

HE GOT IT

THE JET SKI

The comedic relief in this is impeccable

Awww he’s a dad 🥺

Poor OB 🥺

He might be the only chance to get loki back

Wait that looks a lot like the tva

OB YOU GENIUS

Maybe ob is a he who remains variant

Good question, why IS Loki doing this

Why does Loki care so much about he who remains

Again with the comedy 😭

Did OB just try to prune him lmaoooo

Oh shit the plot unfolds

I think OB made the TVA tbh

Omg are we gonna meet Möbius’s son

KEVIN

SEAN

I’ll get you a puppy lmaooo

A SNAKE! That definitely means something

“Time crunch”

They got clever with the ATV TVA stuff

Where’d the wives go

“You saw something in my I didn’t see in yourself” 🥺🥺🥺

I love how he goes to save mobius first

We love a gay dads moment

Wait where’s Sylvie, he got them all but her

“Mobius is my space name”

Called it they’re building the tva

Why did just Loki remember?

Did Sylvie remember everything?

WOt she remembers

Why does only the Loki variants know what happened? This is weird

“I want my friends back” 🥺

“I don’t wanna be alone” 🥺🥺🥺😭 same tho

“Without them, where do I belong?”shits starting to hit too deep bro 😭

What did that cup say, take me home?

Meme moment Sylvie, that shot lol

Wait was that Loki

Where’d the cup go

Oh no

OH SHIT

THE SPAGHETTI

SYLVIE RUN

good thing she got that tempad

We love a good therapy session

Sylvie, no one knows what’s happening

CASEY

NO NO NO I DONT LIKE THIS

MOBIUS 😭😭😭

I never really liked B15 anyway

Literally where are they gonna go

Don’t grab the spaghetti dumbass

Wait he just time jumped

HE TIME SLIPPED

he found his glorious purpose

DUDE HE JUMPED BACK

THEY CANT JUST END IT THERE

there better be an after credit

The “you died, insert your coin, loser” at the end of the credits?????

#loki series spoilers #loki show #loki the series #loki #loki season 2 #loki spoilers #lokius #loki series #mcu loki

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keep-the-wolves-close · 3 months

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Steady Heart

Chapter 18: What Comes Naturally

* Pairing: Slow-burn Kayce Dutton x OFC Stella Daniels

* Rating: M? (Still figuring out the rating system) (might eventually be M anyhow)

* Warnings: language, Kayce and Stella shenanigans, Ryan being an idiot

* Word count: 3,788ish

I would love to give credits to @dameronscopilot and @deanscroissant for being sounding boards for me during this whole process, giving outsider insight, being cheerleaders, and allowing me to screech at them about things that have happened during the writing process. I seriously couldn't have gotten this far without y'all

Author's note: Welcome to season two everyone! Off with a bang! I just finished getting more chapters queued, so I wanted to treat you all to another chapter early! I hope everyone is enjoying so far! I hope you love this chapter as well! As always feel free to scream with me, as long as you don’t mind me rambling this dang story in reply, in my ask box. I’d love to hear from y’all!

Stella jumped and opened her eyes wide as she felt a hand on her forearm. The silhouette next to her was Kayce shaped. He knelt down on the balls of his feet next to her bunk, which was beneath his. As she realized it was him, she relaxed a bit and blinked hard at him. She rubbed her eyes. Kayce had his finger over his lips in a shushing gesture. Her face scrunched at him. He motioned toward the outside and handed her glasses to her.

She put them on and followed Kayce out the door. On the way out, she grabbed her boots. She opted to put them on outside of the bunkhouse. Her brother would definitely have woken up from the sound of her boots hitting the floor. The two of them had just snuck back into the bunkhouse and gone to bed four hours ago. It was now 4:30 in the morning and Stella was very confused.

Stella stage whispered as she tried to catch up to Kayce’s six foot stature. “Kayce, wait! My legs are shorter than yours!”

“Well you better get a move on then,” he taunted smoothly as he sped up to get into the barn. Stella grumbled to herself about him being a ‘stupid long legged ass bitch.’ When she finally caught up to him, he already had Tank ready and Abigail half done.

“What are you doing?” She asked flatly.

He answered as if it was obvious. “What’s it look like? I’m getting our horses ready for the day.”

“I can see that, but why exactly?”

“Do you always ask this many questions in the morning?”

“It was two questions, first of all, and second, typically no. When I just laid down to sleep only four hours ago and I’m rudely woken up, however? Yes.” She watched amused as Kayce remembered every little detail of what she did with her saddle. He was so focused she was shocked he remembered he was in the conversation.

“So again, why are you getting my horse ready? My job here doesn’t always require her to be saddled.”

“Because there’s a bunch of bulls hiding out in a thicket.” He paused and patted Abigail’s shoulder. “And we’re gonna get ‘em out.”

Stella blinked while her brain took a second to catch up. “Wait, just you and I? Because I’m not doubting us as a team, but that’s a little much for two people and that many bulls. I’m selectively reckless, not stupid.”

Kayce huffed out a laugh. “No, sweets. All of the bunkhouse, and some of Travis’s crew. But I knew you would want to come along too.”

She squinted at him and made a hmm noise. She wasn’t shocked that with all this time apart, Kayce still knew her like the back of his hand. Of course she wanted to be in the middle of the action. She looked away and said quietly, “thank you.” She didn’t want to tell him out right that he was correct in his assumption.

Kayce laughed because he knew he was right. “I still know you, sugar.”

“You know Ryan is going to object loudly, right?” She overlooked his previous statement.

“Which is exactly why,” he pointed at Stella, “we have our horses ready to go before anyone else does. Gonna beat ‘em to the punch.”

“Okay that’s actually a great idea.”

“See? I do have those every once and a while.” They shared a laugh and brought their horses out to the round pen.

Kayce looked at Stella from over the top of his horse. She was unaware of his observation of her. Even in the middle of some scheme of theirs, she was content. Happy to go wherever the plan took them. She trusted him. He might even dare say she fully trusted him. Especially after his confession the night before. ‘Maybe it just hasn’t hit her yet. Once it does? She’ll leave. Just like Monica.’ The pessimistic voice in his head mocked him. He shook his head to get the thoughts away.

He continued studying her. A calm washed over him. He hadn’t understood how she did that to him when they were teenagers, and he still didn’t quite grasp it. Her brown hair was down for a change, which made her seem so much softer. She looked over at him and settled her glasses and smiled. By god if that didn’t stop him short for a second. ‘Oh hell.’ He had to remind himself to breathe.

She laughed quietly. “What? Is the bed head real right now?”

“No, just thinking.”

“Dear lord, that’s a dangerous thing.”

“C’mon, let’s go. Everyone should be starting to wake up.”

They made their way back into the bunkhouse. Lloyd and Rip were fully awake and ready to go to the barn. Everyone else slowly came to life. They were either getting out of their bunks, or milling about in the kitchen, making coffee as they tried to get their brains running.

Rip and Lloyd watched the duo come in. The men silently glanced at each other and then back to the two troublemakers. They gave off the air that they were up to something. They both wandered into the kitchen, not saying anything to anyone. Kayce grabbed two mugs and made coffee for the both of them.

Stella grabbed the mug from his hands and took a deep breath in above the steam. He remembered just how she liked her coffee. She sighed gratefully. “Oh Kayce,” the way she said his name almost stopped his heart. “You’re an angel. Thank you.”

Colby witnessed the domestic act and pulled his eyebrows together. He tapped Ryan on the shoulder and nodded to the pair. They decided to join the group in the kitchen.

“What are you two up to?” Ryan immediately accused. His eyes were barely open.

“Well damn. Good morning to you too, sweet brother of mine.” Rip chuckled into his coffee cup from the background.

“Yes, hi, good morning. Now what are you two up to?” Ryan was unamused at his sister’s potential antics this early.

“Nothing, you paranoid helicopter mom. I’m getting coffee before I go help y’all chase those bulls outta whatever thicket they got themselves hidden in.”

“Oh hell no. Absolutely not.” Rip and Lloyd decided now was the perfect time to leave and let the children sort it out amongst themselves.

“And why not? An angry cow, especially one with a calf, does just about the same amount of damage and I’ve rounded them up with y’all plenty of times. I fail to see the difference.”

Colby objected along with his best friend. “We don’t need to be concerned about you while we’re trying to worry about the bulls and dogs, Stella.”

Kayce balked at Colby’s condescension. “I don’t remember her needing to ask your fuckin’ permission, Colby.” He focused back on Ryan. “How about I keep an eye on your sister, and you all worry about the rest?”

“How ‘bout I don’t need anyone to watch out for me while rounding up. That’s what my mare is for. Thank you.”

This wasn’t going the way he’d planned. Kayce guarded her and put himself between Stella and the rest of the agitated group. “Your sister is just as good at rounding as the rest of us are. I say she goes.”

Jake interjected, “I mean she does make for one hell of a wrangler. Especially with that horse of hers.” The agreement with the opposing opinion started a loud debate. It was so distracting that Stella tugged on the back of Kayce’s shirt to let him know she was leaving and disappeared from the crowd while they made all that racket.

Kayce started quietly, “Hey,” they didn’t stop hollering so he yelled, “Hey!” The group got eerily silent and stared at the usually soft spoken man. “You all do realize she already left, right?” He smiled at the thought of her getting the drop on everyone. He might even say he was proud.

They all scrambled to make their way outside to find Stella first. They found her sitting off to the side, ready to go on Abigail. She held the reins of Kayce’s horse in her hand too. Lloyd and Rip were on their horses already as well, sitting next to her, not hiding their look of pride.

Stella said, “She’s ready to go herd the hell out of some bulls. And I’ll be damned if I listen to the opinion of several men whose asses aren’t washed, and refuse her the right.” Kayce laughed loudly as he walked toward Tank, who Stella still had a hold of for him.

Ryan accused, “You helped her plan this shit, didn’t you Kayce?”

The pair sat on their horses, and looked smug at the group not saying anything. Stella shrugged noncommittally at her brother’s accusation. Just like old times. They heard a gravelly chuckle and laughter from off to the left. It was John and Travis.

John made his word final. “Did you expect any less from either of them? She’s coming with us. Now drop it.”

Stella and Kayce found the thicket the bulls were hidden in. They both sat there in silence. Every now and again they eyed each other and made a motion, but no words were actually being spoken between them. They heard the rumble of hooves from everyone else coming. John came up on Kayce’s left and Rip and Travis were on Stella’s right.

“They’re in here,” Kayce told the group.

“You seen ‘em?” John asked.

Stella leaned forward and looked at John like he had lost his mind. “Can’t you smell them?”

“We’ll get these horses gored in that thick shit.” Lloyd added.

“Well I'm not leaving $100,000 worth of bulls in that thicket. Send in the dogs.” Rip let out a whistle command to the dogs. The working dogs followed with excited yips and barks. They all could hear the displeasure from the bulls at their hideout being invaded.

“Hey, Travis, why don't you come on over, bring a horse. We'll go for a ride, maybe chase some cows.” Travis complained in a mocking fashion to John.

“You've horse traded me enough, Travis. Time I horse traded you.”

Travis chuckled, “Oh, you think that's funny?” Lloyd and Stella laughed at Travis’s discomfort. There were more disgruntled noises coming from the thicket. Stella and Kayce looked at each other, and silently made a plan of attack.

“Boy, if this don't pucker your red eye, I guess nothing will, huh?” Stella cringed at Lloyd’s description of the task at hand. ‘I definitely could have lived without that.’

Ryan called everyone to action. “Here we go.”

“All right. Nobody be a hero. Turn ‘em together.” John directed.

“Let's go, boys.” Stella called out to everyone else as she kicked Abigail off. She was probably the only one excited for the task. All the men seemed to be a little apprehensive. Even Kayce seemed like he wasn’t as excited as before. She zigged in front of him to his left, and he zagged to her right. Rip, Lloyd and Jake encircled the herd toward the back to push them forward. Kayce and Stella weaved in from the sides and worked them back toward the front of the thicket.

“All right, let's split up.” Someone directed off to Stella’s right. There was so much noise, so many shouts in different directions, and bulls coming at her hot with rage, it was hard to keep up with who was yelling at who.

Stella rolled up toward the back and joined Rip. Her presence captured his attention long enough for him to be able to look her over, and then he nodded forward. They would try and push them ahead.

“Push 'em out this way, Stella-belle.” Rip directed her. She circled them off and began pushing them forward to Kayce and Ryan.

“Hurry up! Here they come!” Jake hollered.

“Go, go, go, go!” Ryan yelled at Stella as he brought up the rear behind her. Once they were out, he galloped by her to help grab the few stragglers that made a wide turn as they came out of the trees. Stella slowed to a trot and waited for Kayce to meet her. He fell into pace next to her and they started to make their way to the rest of the group to help keep the bulls in check and continuing onward.

The dogs barked from the thicket still. That caused Kayce to slow down which made Stella turn Abigail around to face him. Her eyebrows pinched together as she tilted her head at him. He motioned back to the trees. The group behind them had gridlocked the cattle to make a quick count. John came up behind Stella, and he was about to ask her what they were doing. He didn’t have time to because the friends heard one of the dogs yelp and they were off faster than a wildfire took off in dry grass.

“Kayce–”

“–Stella!” John and Ryan shouted at the same time.

“Kayce go right, I got left!” Stella aimed for where the dog was cornered. Kayce came in and wanted to push the bull away from her and the dog.

That was the plan until the bull came at Stella and Abigail full speed ahead and ready to rumble. Abigail put her head low between her knees and kept track of the bull better than Stella could have. The mare jumped right and then left and faked the bull out. It pushed him further toward the exit, but not far enough. He worked on turning around to whip back at the bay roan and her rider. Kayce slotted himself between the bull and Stella.

“Go Stella, I’ll push it out!”

Kayce yelled at the bull behind her. “Yah! Get out of there!”

The brown and white dog stuck to Abigail’s side and Stella directed them back and out the side of the thicket. She could see Ryan in the distance and he looked much paler than normal. He visibly relaxed when he saw her. The brown and white dog ran off and placed itself by the waiting group. John galloped to a place near Stella. He scrutinized her with a look that said, ‘we’ll talk about this later,’ and they waited for Kayce.

They watched as he and the bull busted through the trees. Rip galloped up by John in case Kayce needed help. Kayce reined the bull in. The black and white dog nipped efficiently at its heels. It hopped and bucked. Its drool flopped wildly through the air in strings. With a few final tugs from Kayce, the bull curved off in the correct direction to the rest of the herd. They all let go of the breath they had been holding. Rip turned around and met the rest of the group. Stella caught up to Kayce.

“You okay, cowboy?”

“Yeah, I’m good. You?”

“Had my short life pass in front of me when that bull was coming for me, but I’m good.” She laughed it off. They cantered away to join the rest of the wranglers.

Lloyd loped up to John. “Goddamn boss, that was awful reckless.”

“It's only reckless if you can't see it through.” John wiped his nose and gathered himself. “Hell of a morning, huh?” He patted Lloyd on the shoulder and cantered away.

They finally got all the bulls into the pen. Now they had to get them separated. Stella and Abigail jumped in and started pushing one of the bulls toward the chute. Ryan loped around to the opposite side to bottleneck the bull. Kayce brought up the rear, continuing to push it forward.

The bull got angry at the close proximity of the horses. It lunged toward Stella. Abigail snorted hard and dropped her head low. Practically laying on the ground. She dared the bull to come closer. The mare jumped right and then quickly left. Each time getting closer to the bull. The mare snapped her teeth, trying to bite the bulls shoulder. He felt the pressure and lunged again, but backed off and spun toward the chute.

Once the bull was in, Stella trotted off by the fence line to wait for another bull. She heard John call out her name. She sighed and turned Abigail to trot over to John. Kayce watched closely from a distance. “Yessir?”

“Come here.” He wagged his finger. When he felt she was close enough he launched into her in front of everyone. “What the hell did you think you were doing this morning?!”

Her face fell flat. Unamused at him yelling at her like she was 18 again. She waited for him to be done like a mother waits for her toddler to be finished with a tantrum. Her eyebrows tightened and raised. “I was thinking a dog was gonna get gored all to hell. Kayce thought so too. I don’t see you hollering at him.”

“Yeah well, I took a chance letting you come out with us this morning.”

Stella exploded in fury. “And what exactly did you lose John?!” She yelled back. “Absolutely nothing! You got every single one of your $100,000 worth of bulls out of that thicket, in one piece, and both of the cow dogs are alive! Seems like a small victory to me.”

“What you and Kayce did was stupid —,”

“— don’t you dare get me started on stupid, John.” She pinned him up with a look. He glanced behind her and everyone tried their best to make it look like they weren’t able to hear what was going on. She took a deep breath and tried to calmly respond. “You act like I haven’t been helping with this herd since forever. Since I knew how. I knew the risks, and your son and I had a plan. I was as safe as safe can be. We done here?”

Rather than waiting for him to snap back at her, she nudged Abigail into a trot. She took a place next to her brother. He side eyed her for a few minutes before she got annoyed and glared at him.

“You wanna talk about it?” He asked gently.

“No. He’s just being his usual impossible self. Nothing of what Kayce or myself did was out of the ordinary for any of us.” She huffed and pushed Abigail off. She had to get back into work. She jumped in next to Rip to work on getting the next bull taken care of.

Kayce sidled up beside her. Stella locked eyes with him as he silently asked her what happened. Her eyes rolled so hard, she was surprised she didn’t tumble into another dimension.

“He was yelling at me like I was 17 again about that thing this morning with that bull.”

Kayce rolled his eyes back at her. “You were completely safe.”

“That’s what I told him! I also think it’s rude he yelled at me, but not at you. No offense.”

Kayce chuckled. “None taken.”

“Why is your dad pointing over here?”

Kayce looked puzzled in his dad’s direction. “I guess I’ll go find out.”

Stella watched from afar as John directed a tough looking cowboy to Kayce. He must have been a day worker coming to look for some work before he moved on to somewhere else. She glanced over at Rip, who had also stopped to watch. Switching back to Kayce, her eyebrows pulled together. ‘What in the world is going on?’ Stella wasn’t quite sure, but she could feel that something was shifting.

Kayce’s shoulders were tense, but he straightened his back and held himself in a facade of confidence. Once he was done talking to the day worker, he turned and saw his audience of Rip and Stella. Kayce ignored Rip and came back over to Stella.

“Who’s that?”

“He goes by Cowboy. Lookin’ for day work.” Kayce explained.

“Why’d your dad have you talk to him?”

Kayce sighed. “Your guess is as good as mine, Stell.” The dinner bell rang in the distance.

“Thanks Gator!” Stella smiled and grabbed the plate he was handing to her.

He smiled at her. “You’re welcome Miss Stella.”

She went to take a seat next to her brother. Things were quiet while everyone was stuffing their faces. If there’s one thing Mr. Dutton got right, it was the person he hired to feed his employees. Gator was a fabulous cook.

Avery looked to the new worker. Not only was she intrigued, but she wanted to break the ice. “What's your name?”

“Cowboy.” He replied simply. Stella chuckled to herself at his gruff monosyllabic answer. It seemed to be a constant quirk in every cowboy she’d ever met.

Colby cut in. “Your name's Cowboy. Shit. We're all cowboys.”

Cowboy laughed but lacked amusement. “Ha. The hell you are.” He pointed to Jimmy. “And you… you ride a horse like a teenager fucks, bouncing up and down with your eyes wide, stunned you're doing it at all.”

“Only cowboy thing I’ve seen you do is clean your plate.” Ryan said as he stood. Stella let out a sigh as her brother continued to open his stupid mouth. “Stand up and tell me I can't cowboy.”

Stella reached for Ryan’s arm. “Ryan, sit the fuck down! What’re you doin’ other than making yourself look stupid?” He pulled his arm free.

Cowboy corrected her brother. “I didn't say you can't. I said he can't.” He pointed to Colby and then Jimmy. “And he sure as hell can't. And you don't want me standing up, boy. I'll beat you like a rented mule.”

“Ryan, come on! Sit down!” Stella pleaded with her brother as she saw Rip wipe his mouth angrily and start to stand up herself.

“There's one rule on this ranch, Cowboy.” Rip came over to place himself between Ryan and Cowboy. “If you wanna fight somebody, you fight me. I guess you forgot that rule, Ryan. Go sit down.”

Ryan sat down with his tail between his legs. Stella glared at him. “Serves you right, dipshit.”

He glared back at her. “Oh get off your high horse, little miss perfect.”

“Not perfect, but also not looking for a random fight with a literal stranger you just met today. Don’t be dumb.” Stella stood. She was over her brother and didn’t feel like dealing with his 12 year old brain right now.

The men watched as she walked off. She walked past Walker and slowed her pace just a smidge to listen to his singing. She wasn’t exactly a huge fan of his, but she would give credit where it was due and he could sing one hell of a lick.

Jimmy scarfed down the rest of his food and sprinted after her. “Stella!”

She spun around to face him as she walked backwards. “What?”

“Will you hold on?” Jimmy panted, trying to keep up with her angry strides. Stella halted her reversed steps. Jimmy finally caught up. “Is everything okay?”

She pointed back to the tables. “Oh you mean about that?” She scoffed. “Yeah, I just didn’t want to bear witness to my brother getting too big for his britches anymore. Because he obviously wasn’t taking my advice.”

“The one time you actually try to stay out of trouble.”

“Hey,” she dragged out. “That’s mean. Trouble just finds me.”

“Are you going home?”

“I mean, is there another reason I should stay? I haven’t properly been home in like a week.” Stella watched him.

“I just wanna be sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine Jimmy.”

“Are you sure?” He looked around to make sure no one was nearby and softened his voice. “You left a man to hang.”

Stella crossed her arms. “That man, if I can even call him that, is threatening our home. Kayce’s home. Back in the day when we were kids, the Yellowstone and its employees were not to be fucked with. It appears that people have lost that memo over the years and they think we’ve gotten soft. They need to be reminded.”

“I mean I would’ve expected that from Kayce, but you?”

“We came up with the idea.”

“When? You didn’t talk the night before and certainly didn’t talk in the moment then.”

“Oh, but Jimmy, we did. More than enough to know what the other wanted.” She sighed heavily. “Threaten my best friend’s home, my home?” She smirked, and Jimmy got a chance to witness the offbeat look she was known for. “Rip and Lloyd are crazy and will take you out before you can think twice, don’t get me wrong. But Kayce and I are reckless apart and teamed up? Unhinged. We will put you down at the most unexpected time.” His mouth dropped open. “I’m a lot more violent when I have to be than people realize, Jimmy. I just hide it well.”

“Uh, yeah. I’m,” he couldn’t figure out how to end his sentence.

“So I’m okay. I’m gonna go home and shower and then I’ll come back to hang out or something. Sound good?”

He nodded at her dazed and watched her go off to do her thing, slightly more afraid of her now.

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