#we should have stuck with fucking bows and spears and swords and other shit like that

[magnoliamyrrh]

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#i cant read anything without thinking of world war 3 #the world is Such a mess rn #youve got israel and palestine w the us euro india whoever else pushing for israel meanwhile other side youve got #iran pushing for hamas and mujahedeen from dif regions showing up #all while zelensky the biggest fan of the us on the planet supports israel while hamas thanks ukraine for sending them weapons??? #youve got what's happening in armenia w azerbaijan and turkey and thats a whole fucking mess too #youve got ukraine another geopolitical nightmare #china seems to be gearing up for shit in taiwan #i keep hearing about baddd conflicts going on in india and im sure kashmir isnt great #and im sure pakistan siding w palestine and india w israel will go great #youve got kosovo getting bad again and it might get worse and turn into a whole thing #great!!!! wonderful!! brilliant brillaint state of affairs #how the fuck are we gonna avoid a world war exactly #could this species for once stop fucking slaughtering and opressing each other maybe #we never should have invented weapons like the ones we have. never. guns bombs atomic bombs airplanes drones none of it #we should have stuck with fucking bows and spears and swords and other shit like that

[ladyramora]

Together again

Shadowbringers spoilers.

Submitted by: @lolzwaitwhat

Ramora and Y'shtola walked deeper into Rak'tika Greatwood,  following a path of bright blue flowers that glowed in the shadows of the trees towards Yx'Maja, the taller of the duo scanning the area while the shorter stroked at the medallion that was to help them gain safe passage, her eyes searching for a people who had cut off all contact to the outside world centuries ago.

Thancred, Minfillia and Urianger hung farther back, their eyes searching through the wood as well, although as to what they were keeping their eyes open for, Ramora could only guess.

Since coming to this world, she had found that the one who had brought her here hadn’t realized they had pulled another warrior of light through and had no idea where she was. He knew where everyone else had popped up, as he had many people looking out for them as well as letting the Scions here know if one of their friends had slipped into the world as well and could look for them, but he had no idea where Lolz was. 

She and the others had been searching for her while killing the light wardens that plagued these lands, but had not seen her anywhere. Y'shtola assured her that those who entered this part of the forest without permission or proof that they were trustworthy were often killed on sight, so it would be highly unlikely that Lolz would have stayed, even if this had been where she had arrived, but Ramora had a feeling deep in her gut that the last of her lost companions was close as they continued forward.

Suddenly they heard arrows and she and the nimble Miqo'te leapt backwards to avoid them, the heavy heads landing with powerful thuds into the ground where they had just been.

“‘twould seem we have found them.” Y'shtola purred, pleased that they had found the group they had been looking for, her head held high to look up at three armed vii wearing a sort of uniform armor. The one in the middle held a bow, most likely the one who had given them their warm welcome, the one on her right had a staff and the one on her left welded a spear.

“You tresspass on sacred grounds.” The one in the middle said, her tone powerful with a hint of an accent that made Ramora perk up a bit, a bit enamored as the vii ordered them to “Begone!” As she unleashed a volley of arrows into the air.

Ramora didn’t even have the time to be impressed with her ability to shoot so many arrows at once when she felt her stomach tense at the sight of so many arrows falling towards them and quickly grabbed at her weapon.

Only to watch as something pink flew towards the arrows from behind them and knocked them away before standing, revealing a female with a short stature, pink hair and a lack of bunny ears stand between their group and the vii, wearing the same armor as the bunny girls in the tree, a fan in each hand and no staff to be seen.

“Is-is that?” Thancred began.

“Lolz?” Ramora murmured, stiff with shock.

The figured turned and then gave them a sweet smile, “You’re fucking late again, Rammy."Lolz told her.

"TRAITOR!” The one with the spear bellowed at their savior, “THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY US AFTER WE TOOK YOU IN AS OUR SISTER?!”

“Well, to be fair.” Lolz said as she lowered her stance, “These guys became like family to me before you guys did.”

the one with the spear let out a roar before leaping to the ground before charging at them.

“Wait, we did not come to-!” Y'shtola began, only for the Vii to knock her off of her feet and for Lolz to began to fight her one on one, fans verses spear.

“I never thought I’d see the day that Lolz fights with anything other than magic!” Thancred laughed as he used his sword to stop more incoming arrows from striking him or Minfillia.

“Indeed.” Urianger agreed, his tone light and somewhat amused, “If I recall, you have often said that in a battle, you prefer magic over might.”

“that doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fight without magic!” she blurted, somewhat annoyed at their shock as she fought, “I just like magic better!”

Y'shtola looked up at the two other Vii still standing in the tree, “Please, we mean you no harm!” And then held up the medallion to them.

The vii with the spear stop mid strike and stared at it in awe as Y'shtola told them that they were allied with the kingdom of Ronka and that they carried the seal of the emperor.

The vii on the ground began dashing around her squinting at it at all angles.

“For the love of-” Lolz groaned, “Just ask her if you can take a closer look already!" 

The vii stiffened at the command before sheepishly motioning to the medallion, Y'shtola handed it to her and she began doing a proper inspection.

Ramora finally managed to take a few steps towards her no longer lost friend, "You’re-you’re okay…”

“It appears to be GENUINE!” The spear one cried happily.

Ramora heard muffled voices from above as she took another step closer, her eyes watering as she did so.

“Are you okay?” she asked, “Because Your eyes are all shiny and it’s not the happy 'I’m gonna ride tonight’ kinda shiny…” Ramora pulled her tiny friend into a big, tight hug before she could say anymore and started to cry.

Lolz looked towards the others, who seemed to mirror her shock before she sighed and rubbed her back, “Glad you guys are okay too-” she then paused and looked to the others, “Wait a bloody second here, aren’t you three supposed to be out for the count?!” she cried, her free hand moving to point at the three who, last she saw, had been souless husks in rooms back at their base.

But before anyone could answer, the archer of the trio called out, “We acknowledge your seal, but we must be certain of it’s authenticity! Follow the azure flowers to our village, there we will judge if you are friend or foe.” She then seemed to narrow her eyes on the non-vii wearing their armor, “That goes for you too, Lolz.”

“That’s fair.” She complied, “Need me to pick up any extra food for tonight on the way back?”

The archer let out a huff, “You seem confident that your deeds will be forgiven. Or are you trying to bribe us?”

“Confident.” She replied, “Vii aren’t the kind who can be swayed with bribes.”

The archer gave her a small smile before motioning for the other two to join her and then they left. The group waited a beat before Ramora finally let go of her friend and wiped at her face as she regained her composure.

“And how, dare I ask, do you know what kind of people the Vii are?” Y'shtola asked.

“Oh, the village elder back home is a Viera, she used to babysit me all the time when I was little. I used to make her all sorts of little accessories and stuff and she’d teach me about Viera culture and how to fight with fans and basic self defense.” Lolz explained, then rubbed at her shoulder, “She’s also the reason I prefer magic to might, harder to get your ass handed to you when you’re sending blasts of magic at your enemy from a distance.”

“Couldn’t an archer attack from a distance as well?” Minfilla asked her.

“Arrows and bullets can be sent back to the source if you know how to do it.” she mumbled, then motioned towards the path of glowing flowers, “come on, the village isn’t too far and I helped the little ones hunt for a bit this morning, so there should be plenty to eat when we get there, even if we don’t see anything on the way.”

“I must say, you must have quite a diverse culture on this island of yours.” Y'shtola chuckled.

“That’s a nice way of putting it.” She replied, making them chuckle.

Ramora watched in rapt attention as the last friend she’d lost led the way to the vii village, the words their group spoke seeming to be lost to the sounds of the forest and the glow of the flowers, her heart feeling light (no pun intended)

She would probably bombard Lolz with questions later and had no doubt she had questions of her own, but for now, it was just nice having all her friends back.

Lolz note: Yay! Rammy has all her friends back now! 

I kinda felt bad about how I made Ramora cry in alone and when I learned she had abandonment issues… so yeah, I kept trying to think of how I could have them reunite. Then while I was playing the main story of Shadowbringers I was watching the scene where we meet the vii, I was like, hmmm, yeah, Lolz would have the kind of luck where she’d get stuck with the antisocial bunny girls who try to kill anyone who ends up in their forest without any armor or weapons… or clothes for that matter.

Also, I headcanon that Lolz had no idea she was in an entirely different world until Y'shtola explains it to her.

Why is that? Well, she woke up naked and without her bag or weapons and figured the possessed Zenos stole all her stuff and stripped her and left her in some far off place to either die or to keep her busy enough to pull a Thancred so he could do as he pleased without her interfering and upseting Ramora in the process. When she saw Vii running around, she knew she was far away from where she had been, although not much else than that, and threw a shit fit about how she was going to fucking kill the next Ascian she saw for this, but she had no idea she was in the First and not the Source since Vii and Viera have such similar cultures. And as for the Lighteaters, she just figured they were just dangerous and unfortunately common place monsters in the area as her old Viera babysitter never told her about the local monsters she dealt with growing up.

Also, Lolz has another shit fit after finding out she’s been in another world this whole time and is pissed that she couldn’t have come into this world with at least some clothes. “I HAD TO MAKE CLOTHES OUT OF DEER SKIN AND POISON IVY! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG A POISON IVY RASH LASTS, RAMMY?!”

“I’m honestly more curious where you got the rash.”

“NONE OF YOUR BLOODY BUSINESS!!”

You don’t have to post this one, I just wanted to give you a follow up story that has a happy ending after making Ramora cry in Alone. sorry if it’s not as good as the last one but I really wanted to share this with you. 

#lolzwaitwhat writes #Lolz and Ram #the scions of the seventh dawn #Ryne #Lolz #yeah Ram and her abandonment issues #blame her crappy family #At least they have their friends back #ffxiv shadowbringers spoilers #ffxiv shadowbringers #shadowbringers #submission

[wreckofawriter]

See you around One.

Pairing: Marvel x reader

Word Count: 3,866

Warnings: Swearing? Implied smut?

Request: Hello! I have searched everywhere, trying to find an imagine or fic for my boi Marvel. When I came across your blog and finding out you could write about him, my heart- I thought of a x reader insert where the reader is from another district and she catches Marvels attention, the other careers tease him about his crush and the night before the games they meet up and kiss or sumn else 👀 Thank you :)

A/n: ok so. All of this might not be accurate from the books but like idc. Umm sorry this took so long to come out, hope you guys like it.

Marvel had never been a very romantic boy. He had never liked a girl past the thought of her being hot, he had never wished for a girl in more than a sexual way and he sure as hell never dated a girl. 

He stuck to himself in the academy and focused on training, it was easier that way. But here he was finding himself staring helplessly at you again and again, his eyes tracing over your body as you twirled a knife in your hand before thrusting it at a target, as always lodging itself into the red circle on its head. 

"Marvel!" Cato yelled clapping his hands together to gain the boys attention. 

Marvel tore his gaze away from you and glared at the other boy. 

"What?" He asked sharply, visibly annoyed with the other careers. 

"Can you please at least try and focus on something besides Four's ass?" Glimmer scoffed, "It makes us look weak." 

"Please Glimmer the only thing making us look weak is your poor attempt at a shot," Marvel mumbled, "Now hand me that bow so you know what hitting a target is." 

Glimmer rolled her eyes handing the boy the bow before walking off to talk with Clove. 

Once she left he took a few shots before letting his eyes wander back to you. He knew it was wrong, but he could help himself. 

He had first seen you in person just before the chariot parade and he had felt his breath leave his body. 

You had been dressed in a maroon strapless bikini with a fishnet dress hanging loosely over your body. Your hair had been half up half down, curled slightly at the ends. 

The boy had been in a daze the whole parade, he couldn't focus when he could run his eyes over so much of your smooth y/s/c skin. It was definitely true what they said, district four had the most attractive tributes.

Marvel was snapped from his daze when you began to head towards him. He quickly turned his gaze from you and back towards the targets attempting to ignore the color trickling up his neck. He knocked  another arrow, pulled back the string and released. It wasn't a perfect shot but it was okay.

You were now beside him and he felt his cheeks rise in temperature. 

"You almost done with that?" You asked, your voice strong and sharp. 

Marvel turned towards you. Your hair hanging in a Dutch braid a few strands falling into your face. The tight shirt and pants you were wearing brought attention to your curves, your y/e/c eyes shining dangerously. Your eyebrows were raised in anticipation, arms crossed, waiting for an answer. 

"Almost." Marvel shrugged causing you to roll your eyes impatiently. 

The tribute grabbed a final arrow all to aware of your judicious eyes watching him carefully. He once again knocked an arrow, pulling back the string and releasing smoothly.

You snorted quietly, trying to control your laughter.

Marvel turned back towards you his intense hazel eyes narrowed, "What?"

"Your doing it wrong." You laughed biting your deliciously pink lips. 

"How would you know?" He asked scornfully. 

"Well just from looking at one shot I can tell you're not floating your aim, your trying to pin-point it, which wont work well. You need to follow through mentally and focus in more in the smaller range your trying to hit" You smirked, "Also your grip is way too tight, you need to relax your hand." 

Marvel attempted to mask his embarrassment with annoyance, "Is that all?" He drawled sarcastically despite his cheeks flashing crimson. 

"Nope," You popped the 'p' in your lips. "You also should only use two fingers to pull back the string, you may feel like you have more power when you use three, but it fucks with your aim." 

"Oh." 

You laughed again, Marvel had never heard such a sweet sound. "Can I have the bow now?" 

He nodded handing you the weapon, his face red, ego damaged. 

You knocked an arrow pulling back the string and releasing, hitting the target square in the chest. 

The embarrassed boy turned to leave but was stopped by you voice, "It also helps if you focus on your shot instead of on the girl throwing knives across the room."

Marvel blushed deeply and looked at anything but you, his gaze landed on the group of three who were now laughing and giggling behind their hands at him. His eyes were brought back to you when he felt a soft tap on his shoulder. 

"I'm kidding you know, I don't really mind the staring, its refreshing." You shrugged. 

"You don't get stared at often?" Marvel said in disbelief. 

"I do, just usually by men twice my age or slimy creeps, not…" your voice trailed off as your eyes traced his body, "attractive young men." 

"Oh." Marvel repeated his face warmer than it had ever been before, he noticed a bit of color in yours as well. 

You knocked another arrow firing at the target to the left, "Also, I've seen you with a spear, your really good." 

"Thanks." Marvel mumbled scratching the back of his neck. 

"You'll have to give me some tips some time." Another arrow, this time at the target to the far right. "I can't throw a spear for shit." 

"Y-yeah, sure." Marvel stuttered feeling his heart rate pick up at the idea of talking to you again. 

"It's been fun talking to you Marvel, it's nice to know not all of the careers as assholes." You murmured nodding your head at the group of teenagers laughing at a young girl on the climbing wall.

"You too y/n." He paused before adding, "Good to know I have someone besides assholes to talk to." 

"See you around One." You smiled before setting down the bow and heading over to a rope climbing section. Marvel watched you leave in a daze a small smile twitching on his lips.

The smile disappeared quickly when the group of three began to make their way towards him. 

"How was your little chat lover boy?" Clove sneered. 

"None of your business Clove." The boy murmured walking towards a rack of swords.

"Oh he's all bitter now that his girlfriend left." Glimmer pouted humorously. 

"She's not my girlfriend." Marvel grumbled angrily, picking up a short Dao sword with leather handle. 

"Oh but you wish she was." Clove snickered. 

"Trust me your going to be happy that she isnt when were in the arena and I drive a knife through her pretty little ne-" Catos words were cut off when a sword was suddenly thrust centimeters from his neck. Glimmer gasped Clove room an instinctive step backwards.

"I'd watch what you say if I were you." Marvel hissed his voice low and dark, "Wouldn't want to get hurt now would we?"

Cato leaned forward, almost touching his neck to the sharp blade, "You need to get a hold on your emotions One, or you'll get yourself killed over some stupid girl." He spat. 

Marvels eyes darkened with rage but before any action could be taken the boys were pulled apart, the blade pushed from Marvels hand. 

You watched from your perch in the netting strug along the ceiling. You hadn't heard Marvels words but you couldn't help but smile as you watched a blade was put to Catos neck. You hoped you would be the one to get him in the arena.

The next time you and Marvel spoke was the day after the fight as you stood in line waiting for your turn to throw knives. 

You nodded your head sending silent respect to Clove. She may have been a complete bitch but she definitely had some skill. 

"You're better than her you know." Marvel stated, suddenly appearing next to you. 

"I don't know about that, but I do know I'm better than you." You smiled, turning to face the boy. He had been the first to throw, they were on target but the rotation was off causing the handle to hit the target instead of the blade. 

"Well, you are definitely better than Clove, she can hit some but she misses quite often as well. I've never seen you miss." 

"I've never seen her miss." You shrugged taking a step forward as the boy from three reached for a knife. 

"Well I have." Marvel smirked, "How did you get so good with knives? I thought tributes from four were supposed to be good with tridents and spears?"

You snorted, "We all know that spears are your thing One." 

"Well, why are you so good with knives and a bow? We all know that not fours thing." 

You sighed, "My dad cleaned fish for a living, I have been around knives my whole life. They are definitely different types but once you get good with a blade, it's easy to pick up another. I started throwing when I was nine, my dad got me a set of throwing knives for my birthday." 

Marvel nodded, he wondered what it would have been like if he hadn't trained in an academy for most of his life, what would he be good at then? 

"And I'm good with a bow because I have always been terrible with a spear. I used to use arrows with fishing line attached to fish instead. I got really good at it." 

"Cool." Marvel nodded he opened his mouth to continue the conversation but was cut off.

"District Four!" The trainer shouted. 

"See you around One." You smirked before stepping and forward grabbing the set of knives, standing on the platform to wait for the targets to light up.

 You could feel four sets of eyes boring into you, you turned to see all four Careers staring at you. Cloves mouth twitched into a sneer her eyes narrowed. 

You glared back before turning back to the targets.

You took a deep breath in and waited. The second the target lit up red you sent a blade into its chest where it landed with a thump. The next target lit up and a knife lodged itself into its head. Another target and you released a blade with perfect aim.

 You took in a deep breath, the last targets were two at once. Clove had to take one shot then the other because she couldn't throw with her left but you were used to throwing with your left hand. 

Both targets lit at once and you released a knife from each hand, hitting both in the head. You smirked looking back at the careers, Clove shrugged raising her eyebrows, Glimmer rolled her eyes and Cato was glaring at Marvel who had a lopsided smile plastered on his face. 

"You were right." You said as you descended from the platform. "I am better than Clove." 

The next two weeks were a constant flirtatious banter between you and Marvel. You would tell small stories to each other about your family's or your interests. Just quick things while you were waiting in line or practicing side by side. You would both sprinkle suggestive remarks and various complements into your conversations making the other blush as well. 

You could still feel his eyes locked on you when you spared with a trainer or climbed the wall, but it's not like you didn't stare. You had found your self following his movements as he thrust a spear into a target or admiring his muscular form as he pinned a trainer to the ground, he sure as hell wasn't ugly. 

Marvel got into one more fight before the games. It was four days before the game, the boy from district eight had been hovering around you all day, chatting and training with you. Marvel had been on nerve since he had seen the boy graze his hand along your arm that morning. 

"Somebody's jealous." Glimmer cooed as Marvels jaw clenched watching as the boy from eight showed you how to grip an axe. 

"I am not jealous." Marvel scoffed reaching for the next spear angrily and thrusting it at the target. 

"Oh please," Glimmer snickered, "a blind man could see it, your jealous because another boy is flirting with your girlfriend." 

"She's not my-

"Yeah, yeah we know, we've been over it." Clove interrupted rolling his eyes. "Catos right you know." 

"Never heard that sentence before." Marvel jeered grabbing another spear and thrusting it at the target. 

"Well he is, you need to get your emotions in check before they check you." Clove stated looking back up at Marvel who's eyes and attention was elsewhere. 

The girls followed his gaze to you and Eight just as you bent over to pick up an axe you dropped. Eights eyes danced over you hungrily before reaching out and grabbing your ass. Marvel dropped the spear he was holding with a loud clang, the two girls glanced at each other knowing this wasn't going to end well.

You spun around anger radiating from you, your eyes dark and dangerous, fists clenched. 

The boy put his hands up in surrender "Sorry." He scoffed, "I just thought you were an easy fuck." 

Your fist connected with his jaw wand he sprawled to the ground,his hand flying to his jaw. You were about to advance on him once more but Marvel beat you to it. 

He grabbed the boy off the ground lifting him by his shirt into the air, "You touch her again and I will kill you before you even get a chance to look at the arena." Marvel snarled his eyes narrowed. 

He threw the boy to the ground and began to advance on him but was pushed back by a man in white body armor. 

"Step back! I said step back!" 

"Yeah, yeah, I got it, I'm back." Marvel spoke harshly backing away his hands raised. His gaze softened when he turned to you only to be met with anger. 

Your eyes were set in an icy stare but much to Marvel's surprise it was directed straight at him.  

"Y/n?" He asked softly, taking a step towards you. 

You scoffed turning and walking away from the tribute. 

You had effectively ignored Marvel for two days, and he had no idea why. 

It made him angry, confused and  heartbroken. You wouldn't even look at him, the feeling of your eyes lingering over him disappeared completely after the fight. 

Cato and Glimmer tried to convince him to forget about you and move on and he tried, he kept telling himself it was stupid to start to like you anyway, you would be trying to kill each other in a matter of days. He thought if he had time away from you it would be easier in the arena. 

He was terribly wrong, your complete absence made things worse, he found himself imagining your touch and taste more than ever now. He had dreams about you, they varied from kissing you to killing you. Some gave him relief when he awoke, others made him wish he had stayed asleep. He missed your small chats, your cunning smile and your sweet laughter desperately. 

You sat in the private sessions waiting room running the plan you and your mentor had made over and over again in your head. He had said if you got a nine or over he could get you some sponsors. So that's what you were going to do.

You were tapping your foot nervously when the door at the front swung open to reveal Marvel, a thin layer of sweat made his face shine his dusty blonde hair was a tousled mess he glanced at you his hazel eyes locking with your y/e/c ones for just a second before yours darted away. 

The next time you saw each other was before your interviews. You were adorned in a white and blue top that reached just before your belly button with a matching skirt that had two slits in the fabric where your legs were, making the skirts material fall around your skin. Gold painted swirls twisted around your arms and legs paired with golden dots at the corner of your eyes and a golden tiara to match. 

It took everything in Marvel not to slam you against the wall and kiss you right there, but he kept his composure and calmly made his way over to you much to the other careers amusement. 

When you saw him coming you turned to leave but were stopped by his voice. 

"Please y/n, just listen to me." He begged making you turn to face him. Marvel was in a blue and yellow tux, his hair combed back neatly his eyes desperate and longing. 

"What?" you snapped harshly.

Marvel smiled a bit, he hadn't even expected you to speak to him. "You look amazi-" 

"Don't attempt to flatter me Marvel, what do you want?" You hissed despite the color rising in your cheeks. 

He leaned in close to you, his breath on your neck making you shiver. "Meet me near the elevator on the second floor at midnight tonight." He whispered, "Please." 

Marvel then walked back to the front of the line. He heard giggles from Clove and turned to face her. When he turned Cato got down to his knees in front of Clove. "Oh please, y/n please talk to me, I'm so desperately in love with you please." He mocked.

Clove responded with, "Don't attempt to flatter me!" Before bursting into a fit of giggles Cato mimicking her actions. 

"You two are childish." Marvel scoffed rolling his eyes. 

"Well at least we're not in love with a girl they are going to have to kill." Cato pointed out causing Marvel to flush.

"I'm not in love with her dumbas-

"District 1!" A voice called and Marvel rolled his eyes before ascending the stairs to the stage.

You debated meeting Marvel for a long time. On one hand you were pissd at him, on the other you really, really wanted to see him, run your hands through his soft hair and kiss his boyish pink lips.

 Finally after two hours of pacing and debating you slipped into the elevator, heart racing. You pressed the button next to the number two and listen to the soft hum as it dropped you three levels. 

The doors opened with a soft ding and you were met with a relieved pair of hazel eyes. 

"I was beginning to think you wouldn't come." Marvel said softly, reaching for you hand and pulling you through the penthouse his district was staying in. 

He lead you to a bedroom shutting the door softly before turning to face you. 

"Why are you so mad at me?" His voice was kind yet melancholy when he spoke. 

You sighed walking over to the window where you could see the people of the capital partying below. 

"I barely touched that guy I don't understand." 

"It's not about how much you hurt the guy." You huffed in annoyance. 

"Well then what is it?" Marvel asked joining you beside the window. 

"It's the fact that you stepped in, you made me look weak." You explained looking down at your hands. 

Marvel stood silently, unsure of what to do, he was slowly realizing how him stepping in to save her could appear on her end, especially in front of the gamemakers. 

"I-im really sorry, y/n I didn't mean to." The boy stuttered, "I just got so mad when I saw him touch you. I wanted to help you." 

You glared up at him, "I was fine by myself. I was handling it." 

"I know, you were, it was stupid of me to step in I just…" he exhaled loudly not exscatly sure what happened himself. "I got so angry I couldn't stop myself."

"You should try to keep your emotions in check." You scoffed. 

"You think I haven't tried?" Marvel seethed.

"Try harder." You hissed back.

"You make it very difficult!" He defend quietly, not wanting to wake the other people in the apartment.

You sighed looking down again. 

"If it's any consolation, you got a higher score than me." Marvel mumbled. 

"That did feel good." You smiled, your happiness was cut short when you were reminded of your impending doom by a particularly loud cheer from the crowd below you. 

You reached slowly for Marvel's hand brushing your knuckles against his. He quickly grabbed your hand, wrapping it in his own. 

"I don't want to have to kill you tomorrow." You mumbled a tear leaking from your y/e/c eye. 

"I know," Marvel sighed sadly lifting your chin with one of his fingers to meet his gaze. "I don't either." 

"I'm sorry." You whispered you voice breaking. 

"For what?" Marvel asked confusion momentary taking over his features. 

"For this." You murmured before placing your lips on his. 

You kissed him softly, feeling his lips dance slowly against your own, he tasted minty and sharp, reminding you of the peppermint candies you used to steal from your kitchen. When you felt his tongue grazed your lips you pulled away. 

"If I do this I don't think I'll be able to kill you." You whispered dropping his hands. 

"We only have tonight." Marvel mumbled tracing your jawline softly, "I don't want to waste it." 

Against your better judgement you slammed your lips back onto his. This kiss was much more aggressive. It was desperate and lustful, so drastic from the first kiss you shared. 

Marvel pushed you roughly against the wall sliding his tongue into your mouth without hesitation, his hands holding your waist firmly. Your own hands found the back of his neck, one of the two sliding up to his smooth hair.  

His lips moved from your own down your jaw to your neck leaving marks that were sure to be bruised tomorrow. You moaned quietly when his lips danced just above your collarbone. 

Marvel lifted you up and walked you over to the bed his lips meeting yours quickly because the truth was you did only have one night. 

The next morning you woke to a shriek followed by muffled giggles.

You darted upward to see Glimmer standing in the door entrance hand clasped over her mouth, eyes wide.

"Oh my god!" She yelled making you flush red when you realized you had no clothes on and was in an equally naked boys arms. 

Marvel quickly jerked awake flashing red before yelling "Glimmer get out!" And throwing a pillow at the girl before turning to you. 

"Sorry, she has no concept of personal space." He mumbled, face a light pink. 

"I better get out of here." You sighed sadly, wanting to stay in bed with him forever.

"Yeah. You probably should." Marvel agreed his voice equally glum. 

You stood up the cold air hitting you in a wave before you gathered your clothes and got dressed. 

The whole time you could feel his eyes following you. You turned and looked at the boy, a small forced smile taking your lips. 

"See you around One." You mumbled before turning and walking out through the door. 

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It Was You All Along

Thor Odinson

Word Count: 2100+

Warnings: Um... Death? Swearing? The usuals for mine. One sided love till like the end.

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"I don't like her." I sighed. I leaned my head back until it hit the glass.

"What is it you don't like about this Jane?" Loki asked and he stood behind me on the other side of the glass.

"She's ruining Thor. Distracting him, always whining and whining. God! And Thor gave her my damn room so I've been sleeping in yours." I complained truthfully.

"Are you sure this isn't just because of your crush on my brother?" He asked as he turned around to lean on the glass.

"I'm positive," I answered while folding my arms against my chest.

"I knew I would find you down here." I looked up and saw queen Frigga and got up quickly and held my dress in my hands and bowed towards her.

"My queen," I replied.

"Please, Y/n, I practically raised you." She answered to me. I nodded and stood up straight. "How are you, my gorgeous son?"

"I am fine for being held captive, mother. How are you?" Loki answered.

"I am doing good besides the fact of your brother missing all his important briefings." She answered.

"I told you," I said towards Loki and stuck my tongue out at him.

"You think it has something to with Jane?" Frigga asked. I nodded quickly as Loki nodded slower.

"The King doesn't approve of Jane either." I point out.

"Maybe you should talk to him. You two are best friends after all." I looked at Frigga and gave her a look that kind of said 'not any more'.

"Ever since Jane came a few months ago Thor and I never hang out anymore. The last time I've seen him was when he was like *Deep Voice* Jane is going to be sleeping in your room well she spends the time here. Blah blah, you will stay somewhere else blah blah." I explained. Loki laughed in front of me at my impression of Thor as Frigga looked at me seriously.

"Pull some moves on my son. That will get his attention." She explains.

"Wh-what?" I shuttered.

"The dance is tomorrow, right? Well, you two always and I mean always share the first dance." She explained. I nodded and looked down at my feet but slowly brought them up to look at Loki.

"Can Loki be there? He's like a brother to me." I answered.

"Ouch, that hurts." Loki laughed. I rolled my eyes playfully and looked back at Frigga.

"I'll see what I can do, Y/n." She smiled softly. I smiled back and nodded.

"Thank you, Frigga," I answered. She sent me one last smile before she headed back up to her duties.

"Well, that was something."

// The Next Day 06:23 PM //

"I look stupid," Loki commented. I chuckled and quickly finished putting on my shoes and walked out into the bedroom.

"You look fine," I answered. Loki poured and fell onto his bed. "Come on. We're already late as it is."

"Lady Y/n the party doesn't start till thirty after six. It's only twenty-three after." I looked at Loki with an 'I know' look.

"I'm not an idiot I know that, Loki. Everyone always shows up early." I roll my eyes. Loki chuckled at me.

"Shall we head down now?" Loki then asked. I nodded and took a deep breath.

"Yeah let's go," I answered. He nodded and stood up holding his arm out. I hooked my arm with his and we headed out of the room and towards the main area.

"Do you know the plan?" Loki asked.

"I thought it was just to talk to Thor?" I asked confused.

"You need him to realize hoe much Jane changed him and make those two break up," Loki explained. I nodded and continued to look out in front of us.

When we arrived and were announced. And everyone was talking about us. I don't know if it was the fact of prince Loki being out or of me.

"Everyone is talking about you." Loki leaned in and whispered in my ear. I turned my head and looked at him confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked looking shocked.

"Because you're more beautiful than all the girls combined here," he answered. I flustered pink and nodded slowly. "Okay, there's Thor. The only one who's not looking at us. Go over to him and ask him to dance. You guys start the real beginning of the party." I nodded.

Thor stood in front of Jane talking about something. His hair was neatly pushed back into a low bunch and a few strands of hair came out. He was wearing a normal tux just like everyone else. Besides him was Jane. The one who stood out. She wore. Wait. That's my dress.

I jumped over to Thor and looked rather annoyed. At the steam coming out of my ears, they both looked at me.

"Lady Y/n, nice to see you." Thor replied with a forced smile.

"Care to dance?" I asked in an angry tone.

"I was actually going to dance with Jane this year. If that isn't too much." Thor replied.

"Th-"

"Excuse me can I have everyone's attention." I turned around in my dress and looked up at Queen Frigga who was smiling and speaking into a mic.

"I would like to begin this party with a tradition that started many years ago. My handsome son, Thor, and his best friend, Lady Y/n, will now come in and dance the first dance." She smiled. I let out a sigh of relief knowing that Thor will now have to dance with me.

I saw a quick wave of blond and light brown hair past me. I turned towards the rushing people and saw that it was Thor and Jane. I looked back up at Frigga and watched as her smile turned into a frown.

"Where's Lady Y/n?"

"Where's Y/n?"

"Y/n, we need your help." I turned around and looked at the person who was talking to me.

"Sif? What's happening??" I asked nervously.

"We have people about to barge into the palace. They are here for Frigga." She whispered in my ear.

"How long?" I asked.

"About a few minutes," she answered. I nodded and turned around fully.

"Okay, I need my swords," I answered. Sif smiled and nodded pulling me along.

"Are you sure you don't want to take your dress off?" She asked.

"No time," I replied as we started to run down the hallway.

"At least take your heels off." She replied. I nodded and started to bounce on one foot as I threw my heels off.

"How many guys?" I asked as I quickly grabbed a sword off of one of those fake armor statues.

"About two to three hundred," I answered. I hummed a response back as we reached the front of the palace.

"Lady Y/n." Frandal smiled at me. I sent him a smile back and started to push forward until I was met with the head of the army.

"You need to leave," I commanded.

"Not without your precious queen." He hissed at me.

"Looks like we're going to have some problems then huh?" I asked.

"Attack!" He screamed in my face. I wiped his spot off my face and quickly brought my sword up to attack. At the same time, there was a bunch of yelling and everyone running after each other.

This continued on for what seemed like hours but in reality, it was maybe thirty minutes.

"Y/n! One's heading towards the party!" Sif yelled. I turned my heads towards where we came from and ran after him. Lifting my dress up with one hand and the other tightly around my sword.

Somehow I have yet to get anything on this gorgeous gold dress. Meaning blood or guts. The dress that Jane was wearing, however, had to be ruin and that pissed me off. It was a gift to me from Frigga.

As he came closer to the open doors I ran quicker and knew it wasn't enough. I positioned my sword and got ready to throw it like a spear in the back of that person back.

I waited till I got a bit closer and aimed it and threw. It seemed to be in the air forever till it finally fell into the guys back.

"Y/n!" I turned around quickly and saw Sif running towards me. "We couldn't hold them back. They are coming. A lot of them." She was out of breath and was hunched over.

"Oh shit," I mumbled. I turned around and ran towards the guy and pulled my sword out.

"I'll tell Loki and Thor and then take care of Frigga," I explained turning back around.

"No no you'll have to multi-task." She said back. I nodded and ran into the room pushing pass everyone roughly.

"Queen Frigga!" I yelled after a bow and ran to her. "I have to get you out of here. We are under attack and they want you." I explained holding onto his wrist.

"What about my husband." She responded.

"He can handle himself." I looked around and tried to find a pair of familiar blue eyes.

"What's happening?" Loki popped out of nowhere.

"Get Frigga out of here, Loki," I said looking at him. He nodded and pulled his mother out and into somewhere safe.

"Everyone get somewhere safe! We are under attack!" I yelled. Everyone turned their heads at me. There was no expression. Just a couple of coughs and giggles.

I rolled my eyes at everyone and looked around closer. There was something hanging from the ceiling. Like any kind of bug, but they had something and were aiming it. I looked where it was aimed and saw it was at Thor. His back turned to block Jane from my view.

I saw this guy take his shot and shoot it. I mumbled a crap and ran towards Thor. When I reached him I pushed him roughly away and felt a sharp pain enter the side of my body.

I sucked in a breath and started to cough out blood. I fell against the floor as screams and gasps started to fill this room.

"Y/n? W-why. Y/n!" Thor got up and ran over towards me and picked me up into his arms. "Fuck. Fuck!" Thor picked his head up and looked around.

"Thor come on. Let's go." Jane said pulling on his arm.

"No, Jane!" Thor yelled as he turned his head towards her. "Not now. Not ever again. I was so damn blind and it costed my best friend to get hurt for me to see that."

"I'm going to get hurt," Jane whispered.

"Stop trying t-"

"T-thor." I coughed out. Slowly opening my eyes to stare into his blue orbs.

"Y/n. I'm right here." Thor whispered. Holding my hand against my heart.

"I.. Love you.." I whispered and brought myself up to his face and kissed him before I blacked out.

"No!" Thor cried out. "No no no." He cried holding me closer.

// Seven Months Later Third Person Point of View 00:00 AM //

"I think it's time brother.," Loki whispered towards Thor.

"No.. Never.," Thor replied back. Bags under the prince's eyes seemed to grow bigger. His dark circles looked to become black.

"There's no point if she's never going to wake up again.," Loki replied to his brother's words.

"I don't care! She needs to wake up. This is all my fault. If I had just danced with her.." Thor depressed down.

"If she even waked up we'll be lucky if she remembered us. She's been in that coma for months now." Loki explained.

"You're not pulling the plug and that's final," Thor mumbled against Y/n's hand that he held close to his mouth.

"This is getting pointless," Loki commented and with the wave of his hand the body of Y/n disappeared. Thor sat in quickly in shock and looked over at his brother.

"What did you do to her!" Thor roared.

The door creaked open and Thor inverted his gaze. Upon doing so he was met with a beautiful pair of e/c eyes looking at him.

"Y/n... Y-your awake??" Thor was absolutely confused in puzzlement. He dropped his hands at the sides of his body and slowly started to walk towards Y/n.

Thor's and slowly reaching up to touch her glowing s/c skin. Tears raced out of Thor's eyes as so did Y/n's. Thor pressed his forehead against Y/n's and cried out a laugh.

"You're are so beautiful. So so so so goddanm beautiful. God.. I love you too, Y/n. I love you too." Thor cried out in a whisper.

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