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oneshotnewbie · 6 months

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heyy!! can i request athena grant x reader where in reader is a doctor and maybe there was some emergency in the hospital that required the police to be involved?? thank u and have a good day!!

Authors note: Unfortunately, I didn't know if you wanted Athena and the reader to possibly be together because you didn't describe it further, so I just went with the idea of the two being together. I hope it's okay ♥

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You stood nervously in the middle of a secluded examination room, your expression focused as you quickly put on the disposable gloves and prepared yourself for the task at hand. You were assigned an aggressive patient, tormented by pain and under the possible influence of drugs. His gaze is wide open between the gathering of nurses who are trying to hold him down on the stretcher, his pupils dilated and his movements uncontrolled while gesticulating wildly. The man seemed out of control and full of anger, sending a shiver of fear down your spine.

Various utensils were scattered on the floor, and the medical ultrasound machine lay overturned on the floor and yet you approached the patient with calm determination but caution, trying not to be intimidated by his aggression. A tense atmosphere filled the room as you struggled to take the necessary medical measures.

Drawing up a syringe with your shaky hands and keeping it ready to calm the patient down, you knew you had to proceed with caution to avoid escalating the situation as the man uttered unintelligible profanities and tries to break away. In a state of delirious rage, he vehemently resisted the touch and in a sudden rush of aggression, he reached for you and hit you with a powerful punch in the stomach. "Go away! Leave me alone!"

You stumbled back, feeling the sharp pain in your side, but despite the shock and injury, you remained calm and focused. With practiced hands you continued to try to treat the patient, still holding the syringe in your fist, while at the same time he tried to protect himself. "Please calm down, Mr. Johnson. We just want to help you." Another push from him made you fall violently into one of the standing cabinets, the needle of the syringe piercing your thigh.

“Damn,” you groaned, looking down. Luckily the sedative had not come loose due to the impact and was still completely in the syringe, so you had nothing to worry about. However, the relentless beeping of the machines near you worried you. With a short scream, you quickly pulled the needle from your leg and threw the used syringe into the sink before standing up and looking at your colleagues. "Get the police in here. They should put the guy in chains, it is too dangerous for us.“

One of the male nurses nodded at you and let go of the guy on the lounger. He quickly ran out of the room and let the other sisters fight the man with all their might. Without further ado, he came back with two officers and surprisingly, you looked into the face of your girlfriend and her long-time partner, Officer Rodriquez. „Doctor, how can we support you?“ she asked professionally with a smile on her lips, and you breathed a sigh of relief as you pointed at the young man. A small grin appeared on your face too at the sight of her. She was wearing her uniform, the taser holster already open just in case while gloves were up to her wrists to intervene safely whenever you needed her. "He is very aggressive. We have to give him an injection, but he fights back with all his might."

It was only when you pushed yourself up from your leaning position and hobbled along to the syringes to put on a new one that she noticed that a blood stain had formed on your thigh; showing through your blue pants. "You are hurt, are you okay?" There was concern in her voice that you could clearly hear. Both Athena and her partner cautiously approached Mr. Johnson, trying to calm him down while you prepared the injection of a sedative. However, Athena's gaze was focused on you, demanding an answer. "I am okay, nothing happened."

The police officer was not really convinced by your answer, but would deal with you later and care for you. Officer Rodriguez spoke soothingly to the man, diverting his attention as he helped the nurses hold him on the gurney while you cautiously approached him behind Athena. With the help of the two police officers, you finally managed to calm him down and give the injection. Slowly, Mr. Johnson relaxed, twitching briefly before his anger subsided and his thrashing became weaker until he finally fell into a more peaceful sleep.

Your people exhale in relief as you continue to keep an eye on the patient, watching his heartbeat slow down. "One of you must remain here with the nurses to provide them with protection should he wake up again," you stated as you freed yourself from the utensils you had been using and successfully threw your gloves into the trash can. Before you left the room, you addressed your employees. "He needs to be monitored around the clock. Call me as soon as anything changes in his condition. Give him fluids, a liter of saline to start with."

The door closed behind you and you walked towards a free room to treat your wound. However, before you had even reached your destination, an arm sneaked around your waist as a kiss was planted on your temple. "Hey, 'thena." You whispered, giggling and leaning against her side. Supportively, she helped you into another room where she ordered you to sit down while you told her what you needed to patch yourself up. "How many times have I told you that once you get an aggressive patient, you do not do anything until you call the cops into the room?"

“Often enough,” you admitted, placing a hand over your furrowed brow before standing up and gently brushing your pants down your thigh. "But the work must be done, even under these extremely difficult circumstances." Her head shook several times as she walked towards you and placed the things you needed on the cupboard. Athena took a seat in the chair in front of you and began cleaning the wound with disinfectant.

You clenched your teeth, let out a painful hiss, and squeezed your eyes shut as the cotton pad dipped in alcohol glided over your skin. "'thena, you know that I am actually the doctor, right?" you muttered under you breath and clawed into the foam with all your strength. "Babe, but you know I do not care, right?"

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twstwinnie · 2 years

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Omg omg omg I’m so happy I found your blog the writing here is absolutely superb honestly. LOVE your characterisation for Floyd, do you happen to have any headcanons for how else he would act in a romantic relationship? Feel free to ignore if you don’t have the time or energy, but honestly your writing is amazing!!!!

✎ With You ~ Floyd Leech

summary: being in a relationship with Floyd Leech! Written in three parts! “Starry-Eyed” (mutual pining, crushing), “Say the Words!” (Leading up to, and eventual confession), and lastly! “At Last, With You” (how others react, and overall relationship things!)

tags: fluff, hurt/comfort, mutual pining, gn! reader

a/n: hi! thank you so much for the request, I honestly adore writing for floyd so i’m glad you enjoy how I characterize him! i’m finally getting around to requests, and requests are still open, however! if requests do not comply with my rules, i will delete them or adjust them accordingly! be sure to glance over rules in the pinned post before requesting to be safe! anyways, enjoy! — winnie ♥︎

✎ starry - eyed !

» Oh boy. When Floyd figures out that he has a crush on you, he’s absolutely elated. He’s never liked someone in that way before and that fuzzy, warm feeling is completely new to him. However, don’t be fooled. The realization does not come as quick as you might think. It takes a while for him to arrive at such a conclusion.

» After you two become friends, he finds himself talking about you constantly to anyone who will listen. When he’s with you, his eyes always seem naturally drawn to you. In class, he finds himself unable to focus, keen on admiring you instead. It gets him in trouble a number of times (being vehemently told by Crewel that it’s rude to stare). Honestly, he chalks it up to passing interest at first. You’re a new friend, and you’re interesting! Naturally, he’ll want to spend time with you whenever he can.

» But the more he talks about you, the more it shifts. He notices it when he’s talking to Jade. His conversations are less about what you both did together and more about things you do, small habits and quirks that he finds endearing. Jade points it out almost immediately, questioning if, perhaps, his brother had developed a crush of sorts. Floyd’s face flushing red, his heart picking up pace at the idea of being with you is an answer enough for them both.

» He has a crush. Someone he finds endearing enough to want more than just friendship. And wow, he can feel the emphasis on want. When he realizes how he feels, friendship isn’t enough for him. He becomes more affectionate towards you, wanting to see how much you’ll indulge him— wanting to catch a glimpse of a reaction.

» Floyd will hug you from behind, play with your hair when you’re hanging out, hold your hand— anything to be closer to you. Seeing that you don’t mind only encourages more. However, with the openness comes open judgement from onlookers.

» Those comments get to him. People thinking that he’s being “too much” and asking how you don’t get overwhelmed by his presence. But you quickly shut them down. Insisting that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the way Floyd acts. That he’s an amazing friend and any foul assumptions about him are baseless and come from ignorance. The way you defend him instantly at such comments only solidifies how he feels about you. He adores you. Rightfully so.

» Unfortunately, he still feels a little hesitant. He isn’t ready to tell you how he feels, but that just creates an entirely new dilemma. Seeing you with other people. Naturally, you’d be affectionate towards others, but if he witnesses it, he almost immediately gets in one of his foul moods. A frown plasters itself across his face and he angrily seats himself next to you, burying his face in your neck, vying for your attention. You always respond with a light laugh, telling whoever else you’d been talking to that you’d chat with them later. You always prioritized comforting Floyd first. Even if you didn’t know the root cause— even if you were unaware of his jealousy, you still provided that attention and comfort he needed because you were his friend.

» He wants so badly to be more than friends, though. He doesn’t want to see you fall for someone else. He wants you to look at him with the same adoring expression he sends you whenever you look away. Floyd just wants you to look his way. To see him in a romantic light. Eventually, he doesn’t care about the comments— the whispers that he isn’t good enough.

» Because he knows that you care about him. He knows that to you, he’s worth it. You’ve told him as much and he believes you over random strangers who haven’t taken the time of day to spend time with Floyd. They don’t know him like you do— and all he can do is hope that you feel the same.

✎ say the words !

» Floyd is, of course, the impulsive type. He’ll do anything so long as it entertains him enough. But with you, he wants to be careful. He doesn’t want to scare you off— to lose you. On top of that, he just wants you to know that the decision to confess— his decision to love you was not one based on impulse. He needs you to know that he’s serious, he’s deliberated, and he knows that this is what he wants.

» That being said, he doesn’t want to be too over the top or too scripted. You’ve always liked the unfiltered, real Floyd. The one who hugged a little too tight because he was excited. The one who picked fights and got hyped about it— that’s who you liked because it was the genuine him. After all, that’s why he loved you so much. You never wanted to change him, so it’d be an insult if he changed how he acted on your behalf. In fact, he could practically hear that echo of you telling him that you loved who he was now, not who everyone wanted him to be.

» Eventually, he settles on something cute, silly and fun like him. A cheesy, hand-drawn letter with eels, octopi, fish and bubbles spanning the cover— all penned by his own hand. He writes you a message inside, expressing that he really likes you (for real!) and hoped that you’d maybe let him take you on a date. Finishing the card, Floyd was all smiles, excited to give it to you. So much so that he can hardly focus on his work in Monstro Lounge. He brings it up consistently, saying how he was finally gonna ask you out— finally take that leap. Jade and Azul don’t have the heart to discipline him when he looks so genuinely excited, toothy grin and all.

» Making the card and giving it to you are two entirely different beasts, though. Rude, discouraging comments from other students really put him in a foul mood, and he doesn’t want to scare you off by being in a bad mood when he gives you the card. Though, he quickly reminds himself that you’d never be scared of him. That no matter what, you’d be there. So in his upset mood, he stomps over to you during lunch, draping himself against your side as he usually did, hiding his face in your neck. You glance at him and pat his head gently in response.

» “What’s the matter?” You ask softly. Floyd groans and pulls back to look at you.

» “Nasty comments from those stupid fishies… sayin’ I don’t deserve you. I was gonna give you something then they ran their mouth. I wanted to squeeze them so bad.” He muttered and you laughed lightly.

» “They don’t know a thing, don’t worry. I think you should give it to me anyway. What they say won’t change the fact that I choose to spend time with you.” You insisted. Floyd gave a happy smile, quickly digging the card out of his bag and handing it to you. You brighten at the design of the obviously handmade card, heart warming at the effort he made.

» When you open it and read it, you go silent. Floyd worries at first, preparing himself for potential rejection, but quickly notices the flush on your cheeks as you hide your face with the card.

» You hug him tightly and respond to his confession with a bright expression and a warm smile. A resounding “yes” that pulls Floyd right out of his bad mood and causes him to squeeze you tightly in his arms.

✎ at last , with you !

» If the rumors were bad before you got with Floyd, actually dating him makes things far worse. Constant whispers of how you could possibly date a monster like him, or if you’d even last that long. It’s a bunch of nonsense, though. Because you know Floyd. He would never hurt you and if they ever tried actually getting to know him beyond that scary persona everyone sees, then they’d know. They’d know that Floyd’s an amazing boyfriend.

» Azul and Jade are the first to find out because of Floyd’s mood swings becoming less frequent and him smiling more at his phone during his breaks. It’s confirmed when you walk into Monstro Lounge and he immediately rushes to you, seating you with an absolutely excited, adoring expression on his face. One that’s returned by you, no less. That being said, they support your relationship wholeheartedly. Jade talks with you and learns that your intentions are pure as can be, happy to trust Floyd to you. Azul realizes that while yes, Floyd got distracted whenever you came in, he tended to work harder and faster in hopes to have more time with you. And of course, Floyd was his friend. You made him happy. Azul would be insane not to approve of you.

» Your friends are certainly hesitant at first, Ace even asking if it’s some dare— but when they see how happy you get around him, they can’t help but cease any objections. Floyd lacked any sort of dark, scheming expression that they were used to whenever you were around. Instead, he slung an arm around your shoulders, laughing along with you. It was obvious that you both were a happy pair, but that didn’t stop them from being protective. Floyd got a very insistent “hurt them and we hurt you” conversation that he merely laughed at in response, saying that your friends never had to worry. Floyd would be the one to hurt anyone who dared wipe that smile from your face, after all.

» Expect many spontaneous dates when with Floyd. If you tell him you’re free at any point in time, even weeks in advance, you can expect that he may plan something on that day without your knowledge. If it’s night time and you both aren’t tired, he’ll sweep you away from your dorm and take you off campus towards the beach. He doesn’t care if he gets in trouble, because for you it’s worth it. You’ll spend the night splashing around, stargazing, just enjoying being together without the prying eyes of the student body watching you.

» He carries you back when you get tired, smiling down at you as he sneaks you both back into his dorm room. He lends you some clothes, and you two fall asleep intertwined together. Floyd does night dates often. Honestly, it’s because he likes waking up next to you. He’s told you as much whenever you try to insist that you have to go back to your own dorm. He whines and whines until you eventually lament, and he responds with a cheery smile. Floyd is your weakness and he absolutely takes advantage of that sometimes.

» A favorite date for you both, though, is when he takes you into the Coral Sea. You get to see his eel form, and he’s absolutely beaming under your admiration. No matter how many times you see it, you never get any less amazed. Floyd takes on an entirely different form. All the more for you to love, though.

» He lets you wrap your arms around him as he swims around, taking you to some of his favorite spots around the Sea. Unfortunately, it’s usually too cold to take you back to his hometown, but he hopes that one day he can. He wants his family to meet the person that he’s chosen— the one who loves him despite all of their differences. The one who doesn’t care about his slightly threatening nature, someone who was never scared away by who he was.

» But he settles for just showing you around the Coral Sea when he can. When you both leave, you’re usually absolutely exhausted, so you both spend the rest of the day relaxing together. As he looks down at you with a dopey, elated smile, he knows.

» You’re the one for him. You’re the one who’ll love him no matter what— the one who’s gonna remain dutifully at his side. You support him at all of his basketball games, visit him at the Lounge so he can still see you even if he’s busy— and you study with him when you know it’s hard for him to focus. You make him his favorite foods when you know he’s struggling, and you’re the metaphorical shield between him and all of the spiteful, hurtful comments that others spew. The ones you know effect him more than he lets on. You’re everything he’s wanted in a partner and more.

» As he slowly drifts off to sleep beside you, comfortable in your presence, he knows one thing for certain.

» Floyd Leech absolutely loves you. And he’ll do anything he can to make sure you never forget that fact.

— fin.

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her-devils-advocate · 10 months

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Touch the darkness within me.

♥. Genre: angst / hurt and comfort

♥. pairings: Nate Sewell / Female Detective (Named)

♥. content warnings: Mentions of a suicide attempt and depression, implied past abuse

♥. notes: I have been wanting to explore Valerie's background, especially with her opening up to Nate. It's been a while since I wrote angst to this degree, so I'm a bit rusty!

♥. Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48536515

♥. Word count: 4,489

Her concealed wails are a mournful sirensong, twisting itself around every other sound until he is caught in its sorrowful grasp. The haunting tones guide him towards where he finds Valerie in the dead of night, sitting alone outside the warehouse.

She's staring out at the forest surrounding them, jade eyes sparkling in the moonlight shining down on her. The silver beams highlight the red rims of her eyes as more tears paint her cheeks. Her sniffles are muffled by a shaking hand as she bites down on the soft sleeve of her jumper, whimpering as more tears well up in her eyes, replacing the ones that had just fallen.

Yet no matter how much she tries to silence her pain, he would always be able to hear it as if those cries came from his mouth instead. Some nights he wishes that they did, just so she could get some relief from the shadows that continue to haunt her.

He goes to embrace her, pulling her so close that their hearts beat as one. Her’s a frantic pounding contrasting the gentle fluttering of his own. He weaves his fingers through her onyx hair as he tries to help soothe the raging storm within her. He doesn't ask, knowing she will tell him when ready. Knowing that at this moment, she is too fragile to open her mouth and have anything but cries tumble out.

The uncommon sight before him is a stark contrast to the woman she was during the gentle light of day. The strong yet warm Detective Michaelis, always smiling and laughing when not focused on a tough case.

“Shh, it’s alright,” He does his best to calm the waves threatening to drag her asunder, he is her beacon of light, piercing through the fog clouding her heart. “I’ve got you, it's ok.”

With those simple words, all the emotions and thoughts she had once locked away now come rushing free. The walls that had been erected throughout her childhood -walls solely to keep that pain hidden behind- had slowly begun to decay, allowing the avalanche that she is now buried under, struggling desperately for air.

As his touch slowly unravels her, she looks deep within her frightened heart. Was it worth it? To slowly learn to trust again, to love again when it resulted in forcing herself to face the problems that made her scared to do so in the first place?

As she feels Nate pressed up close to her, draping his incredibly soft leather jacket across her frozen shoulders, mumbling sweet nothings to help soothe her aching heart, she finds her answer: Yes.

He is her rock, always holding her when she falls, patiently waiting alongside her until she is able to stand. He never forces her to rise before she is ready but is always there to help raise her back up once she is.

Yet she feels like she is nothing more than a rock tied to him. Dragging him down every night she awakens with screams, disrupting him from his own reverie within the blanket of nightfall.

The thick guilt that swirls within her each time she bruises his gentle heart whenever she reveals just how bandaged her own is when it comes to her relationship with Rebecca, a complex relationship filled with love built upon years of solitude.

A girl just wanting her mother's love, happy with any amount to have received as she ignores the rising bitterness of her past. A relationship that taught her to trust only herself, for everyone else would leave her scarred and alone. A complex relationship full of love that shines so brightly, casting shadows that hide the bottled-up grudges.

The first relationship to leave her damaged, yet not the last.

Valerie never could learn to shield herself from people fully. When given enough time, enough hints of companionship, she would break apart and reveal that shielded heart, like a dulled geode hiding beauty within its shadows.

But with Unit Bravo, with Nate, the cracks in her composure felt good, felt safe. But the lingering fear of them leaving plagued her during the nights when the slivers of the silver moonlight were her only companion. During the nights when her demons broke loose to play with her mind. Nights that were thankfully less common now, yet not banished entirely.

The fear of what they would say if they knew of her past, knew how she once desperately wished to leave it all behind, how addicting the taste of that abyss felt. How she occasionally continues to hear its dark beckoning, trying its best to lull her back towards that ledge, the path of no return...for a human like her, at least.

It’s been years since the sickly sweet voice had last tormented her, yet its ghost continues to haunt her.

It all started with her mother, yet continued with Bobby. With each new bruise added to the collection, the lost university student studying law yet ignoring the irony of the situation. How those scars on her heart would split open and fester on a bad day, worsened by Murphy, only able to be soothed by Nate's gentle hands as he unknowingly chases it away.

She knows that she should tell him and that she needs to tell him. Something this important shouldn't be kept from him, not now that things are official and serious between them. Yet the fears claw at her throat with their slender fingers, wrapping around her tongue to hold it still in submission. Could he still love her knowing that once the sunlight dies, she is no more than a broken bird, unable to fly and caged within the shackles of her own heart?

Yes.

She hears the gentle echo of his voice in her mind, “You are no broken bird, ya rouhi. You are so strong, I wish you could see yourself the way we see you.”

But her fear at that moment is stronger.

Valerie slowly tilts her head to gaze at the wide expanse above them. The silence of the starless sky screams out at her, half in mockery, half in accusation. The unknown caresses her with its icy hands as she presses her face deeper into his warm chest, the scent of sandalwood surrounding her as she feels his warm hands press into her instead as she continues to sob. His hands hold her firmly in place as she seeks refuge within his sanctuary.

“Love, what is the matter? Please speak to me, you don’t need to keep it all bottled up within you anymore.” His deep voice cuts through the buzzing of her mind, bringing her out from its murky depths and back to reality.

Nate's eyebrows furrow as he looks down at the small woman, somehow appearing even smaller with the way she curls around herself within his hold. He wishes he could fix whatever had gone wrong to cause her such distress, but a part of him knows that such wrongs take time to heal, if they ever do. He could guess, using the small fragments he has glimpsed throughout their time together.

The way her eyes light up around Rebecca, only to dull once she leaves. A fake smile firmly placed upon her professional mask, a mask that eerily resembles the older woman herself until her real one slowly melts through hours later.

The way Tina fiercely defends her when she cannot herself, how she hates Rebecca so that Val can love her.

The way she carefully hides the urge to freeze whenever someone moves too quickly, too unpredictably around her. Or the urge that occurs when the mention of needles is carelessly thrown around her, the subtle squint paired with the balling of her fists silently showing her discomfort, signs easily missed by anyone not able to hear the increasing heart rate that follows. Signs that Mason had picked up on first, the rest of them following shortly after. How could they not study all the details which make her the person they grew to care for, to love as a family?

The way she always refuses the aid of sleeping pills, no matter how dark her nightmares grow, causing her eyes to grow darker. Her smile weary and dull the next day as exhaustion threatens to drag her down.

But despite all that he has seen, Nate would rather not think assumptions about her, no matter how accurate. He is content to hold her together until she is ready to pull herself apart, to let her show him why he holds her together in the first place.

He simply loves her too much to know those parts of her until she is ready to reveal them first.

The same way she sees how he flinches at the roaring thunder, too sharply for it to simply be his surprise at the crash echoing above them. Yet she never pries when he brushes it off with a smile, too forced to be genuine.

The way she swallows back the occasional barbed retort when pushed by her mother, knowing each one would hit him as well. Knowing that she still has something he had lost long ago and not taking that for granted before him.

The way she is far more adept with technology, yet never takes it upon herself to dredge up the lost answers of his past herself.

They both know that she could, yet she loves him too much. She is content to wait for him to reveal those shards of himself first.

He hadn’t realised how long they had sat there together, blanketed by the silence despite the screaming of their thoughts. He is brought back from deep within his mind when he feels her shift, her watery jade eyes peeking up at him. The vulnerability within causes his throat to tighten, the trust causes his heart to follow.

The love and concern written all over his face is obvious, the two battling over what displays on his handsome features the most. It would make Val giggle if her heart hadn't sunk deep within her, causing her to cling to him as her anchor, preventing her from drifting off into that dark unknown once more. But as she gazes deep into the dark brown of his eyes, she feels at home.

Her fears melt away as he caresses her cheeks, silently wiping away the marks of her anguish as she allows herself to get lost in his eyes.

His warm, brown eyes do not once leave her own, the newly revealed stars reflecting within them, twinkling through the gentle expression as he looks at her as if she is his world. She sees herself within his eyes, a mess in comparison to him, the rivers down her cheeks have become tinted with the black of her mascara, now slightly smudged from her tears being brushed away.

Yet he doesn’t seem to mind.

“Hey love,” His hushed voice takes her away from her pain, if only for a moment, as she composes herself before him. “Are you ready to talk?”

For the first time in a while, Valerie feels her heart overflow with a love she never knew existed outside of fairy tales, knowing that she was safe and that he would listen to her story without running. That he would stand tall beside her, even on the days when all she could do is crumble.

With a watery smile, she pulls away from his warm comfort into the cold of night. Almost as if the shadows could shield her from the conversation she dreads. The dark embrace of nightfall had comforted her for so long, yet even with those shadows wrapping themselves around her shaking form, she had never quite felt as exposed as she does before him.

Confusion and concern flicker across his face as he looks up at her, not wanting to be the one to break the serene quiet that had fallen now her tears had lessened. Not wanting to startle her as she slowly pulls the loose threads of herself tight once more.

“Yes…I think I am.” Her voice is a shaky whisper as she stands before him, it takes all his strength to not reach out and hold her once more, knowing that being held together would do more damage, that it could cause her to flee further into that night like a skittish deer. He knows that she needs to make the small cracks first before she can let that wall fully crumble to the ground. How can he know so much, yet so little, about the woman who owns his heart?

So he simply stands, he stands before her and waits. Nate has all the time in the world, he is willing to give it all to her.

“I’m not exactly sure where to start,” Val runs her hands through her hair as she paces, the action doing very little to bring her comfort as she tries to pull at the stitches holding her heart and mind together, “or how to start actually… This might take a while. It might take a few days.”

Nate smiles down at her, a smile full of warmth and support that never fails to set her heart ablaze, no matter how frozen the day had caused it to grow.

“Take all the time you need, ya rouhi. If you need a suggestion, why not start with the main cause of your distress? We can have the discussion whenever you need, however often you need.”

Her fidgeting is brought to a halt as his words surround her. Relief washes over her small frame in waves as it sinks in, the olive branch he’s offered, a way out of needing to bare her whole heart to him in that fractured moment. A moment where she can’t even piece the story together, let alone weave it together for another to be able to follow.

It almost brings her to tears once more, almost. She holds it back as best as she can, having cried enough for the both of them tonight.

She comes to stand before him, looking up at his tall figure, highlighted by that sickeningly familiar glow of moonlight. A sight that helps settle the frantic pounding of her heart, the shaking of her hands. She fiddles with the end of her braid as she nods, a nervous tick of hers that he has grown used to.

“Ok, I can do that, I can start with what happened today and maybe go from there.” Valerie takes a deep breath, not able to meet his eye for longer than a brief glance, her eyes dart around the scenery circling them as if not looking at him could hide her from his own gaze. As if it could protect her from his reactions.

“Do you ever feel numb to everything around you? Like you are watching a movie of yourself in real-time and yet the you in the movie isn’t accurate, no matter how hard you try to act like yourself it's just not…you? It’s like the more I try to act normal, the more distant I feel from myself in these moments. It feels like my emotions are hidden behind the dull fuzz of radio static, I know they are there but I can never seem to reach them. Not until that dam breaks, one way or another, and they all come rushing through to overwhelm me and make me wish that I could go back to feeling that numbness.

Then there's the sadness that follows, it’s an odd kind of sadness that I don’t even know how to describe. The type that tears you to shreds from within, pulling you towards actions you would never do normally, things you regret when pulling yourself together the next day. I’m fine though…Or will be fine, it's just that the familiar feeling has been creeping up on me again recently. I guess it came to a boiling point earlier today.”

She looks down at the ground between them, her eyes shut tight as she bites her tongue, already regretting the words that it had released into the cold sky. The admission that not even Rebecca knew, for it would eat her alive from the guilt. An admission that no one had heard since she uttered it to Tina years prior. The first and last time those words had been given life, until now.

Those dark, consuming feelings terrify her now that she has something to lose, someone important that could be scared away by the brief whisper of the words, the brief glimmer of what she kept hidden. Not that he would be scared away from her or let something like that push him away from her side, yet the thoughts refuse to leave her alone, eating away at her from the inside.

Nate had taken her world of grey and taught her how to paint life back into it, never one to do it for her, purely giving her the tools to do so without even knowing. The thought of falling back into that grey unnerved her, the unwelcome fears come crawling out from the woodwork at the smallest whisper of her past.

Nate doesn’t leave her stewing within her muddled thoughts for long as he takes Valerie’s smaller hands within his larger ones, gently stroking the soft, pale flesh with his thumb before giving her hands a light squeeze. The action is soft and reassuring, letting her know that he’s still there, still hers.

His eyebrows furrow in concern as his own tears gather in his eyes. Yet he refuses to let them fall, not wanting to cause her more distress or to add more unneeded guilt onto her list. His heart aches at her confession, panic begins to swell in his chest at the implications laced between each word. The fear of losing her sets off alarm bells within his mind, the fear of what could have been makes them a cacophony.

He brings their joined hands to his lips, pressing feather-light kisses to her fingertips before letting one of her hands go in order to place a slender finger under her chin. He gently tilts her chin upwards, sighing inwardly as he spots her eyes tightly shut still.

He bends down to press a tender kiss to her forehead, letting his lips linger as his voice caresses her. “Thank you for telling me, Val. I can’t say that I am familiar with what you’ve described, but I will do whatever it takes to help you through it, no matter what it takes or when it strikes.”

His heart swells with pride as he sees the strength that she had hidden away within her shielded heart. A certain type of strength he knew she would deny if spoken aloud but one he could always see within her, it shines brighter than the sun before him the moment she reveals her heart to him. The strength she holds lets her open up in ways unfamiliar to her, to push through the panic contracting her silence.

He beams down at her as she slowly opens her eyes to gaze up at him, the action causing the sides of his eyes to crinkle as he moves to slowly cover her face in kisses. Trailing down her nose, across each cheek before coming down to capture her lips in a sweet kiss.

“How did you usually handle such feelings? I can’t imagine that it has been easy for you.” He doesn’t miss the slight wince his question provokes, nor the way she bites her lip in hesitation, the urge to abort the conversation and run growing strong within her. So he simply tucks her head into the crook of his neck, cradling her close and letting the warmth of his body thaw the shivering overtaking her.

“The last time I acted on them, I ended up in a hospital,” She almost gasps with how easily the bitter confession fell from her lips, despite the fear that once kept it chained up within her.

She shrinks deeper into his hold when she hears his own sharp intake of breath, too quick for him to hide. Yet his gentle hands continue to hold her in place. He continues to hold her together as his fingers idly thread themselves through the braids in her hair, doing his best to comfort her without interrupting her constantly weaving train of thought.

“I’m alright now, that happened six years ago and I’ve made a lot of improvements since then. To the point where I really am alright now, more than alright, in fact! Tina was the one to help me through all that, she was in the hospital with me every day for as long as they let her stay.”

“I’m glad that you had her with you during those moments, it must have been scary for you.” He sways her gently within his arms, a silent dance under the moon's soft glow. His heart tries its best to not break with her confession, knowing that she is safe now. That the evidence of her safety is currently sniffling within his embrace, painting his shirt with old tears brought back to life, not that he minds.

He makes a mental note to buy Tina some fancy chocolates as a late thank you, adding flowers for Val onto the list.

“What about Rebecca?” She freezes in his arms, the question shooting a new shard of ice into her chest. That shard of ice digs deep, letting old and almost forgotten emotions bleed out. “Was she-”

“There?” Val’s shaky voice cuts through his own less-than-stable one. The word rushes out of her as if it would get trapped should she speak any slower. She trips on her words, not trusting herself to continue once she has stopped, not giving herself the chance to escape after pausing for a breath.

Each confession feels like lead on her tongue, filling her with unnecessary shame as she shines a light on the dark corners of her past. She knows that she shouldn’t feel ashamed, yet the sensation swims within her chest regardless, trying to drag her under as she peels away the fractured pieces of her mask of perfection.

“No, she didn’t know. I had changed my emergency contact for the hospital to Tina a few years before that. If Mum knew…she certainly never visited, so there's a good chance she doesn’t know at all. She can’t know, Nate. I’m sorry to throw all this onto you like that.”

He lets out the breath that he had been holding, the warmth of it brushing over her cold cheeks as he does. “You don’t need to apologise for any of this, Valerie. I am glad that you trust me enough to share parts of your past. You can always tell me anything, I hope you know that. As for Rebecca, she won’t learn about it from me, not if you wish for her to not know.”

He holds her shoulders, manoeuvring her so that he can gaze into her eyes. He gives her a watery smile of his own as he does, relieved that she had already exhausted all her tears for the evening as she peers up at him.

“I wish that I could do more for you,” he sighs, the sound is deep and old as an emotion Valerie can’t place swirls within his eyes.

“But you have done so much for me, Nate. More than I thought I deserved for a long time. You are like…one big ray of light on the days when I feel sad. Your smile never fails to send my heart and mind into overdrive, feeling more happiness than I know how to handle.” She brings a delicate hand up to caress his jaw, her thumb slowly stroking his cheekbone, giggling gently as she does. “You are the wordsmith out of the two of us, so I’m sorry if that doesn’t make much sense or sounds too cheesy.”

At that, the tense atmosphere that had been bubbling around them seemed to melt away as he slowly unties what remains of Val’s braid, her constant fidgeting paired with his own had made it far messier than she preferred.

“I didn’t want to make you sad or worried- seems like that is one of my talents recently,” she gives a weak chuckle at the light glare he throws her way. “I was having a bad day, which hasn’t happened in a while now that I think about it. I don’t think anything caused it either, it snuck up on me out of nowhere and I guess I just panicked. I had been meaning to tell you everything and I think that just stressed me out to the point of overthinking it and panicking even more than I previously was. I was scared to lose you, especially over something that had happened years ago.”

A chill wind cuts through the gap between them as the remains of the night fade away to greet the rising sun. The few remaining inky spectres -no longer content on dredging up the past- retreat from the light as Val watches the sunrise shine through his eyes.

Despite the harsh wind building up around them, she no longer feels the cold nipping at her skin as she sinks deep into his leather jacket, still gently hanging from her shoulders. Her cheeks grow even warmer as he moves to zip it up, amusement shining in his eyes as she almost vanishes beneath the old leather.

“If you feel like you are having another bad day, please come to me. Even if you don’t wish to discuss it, you don’t need to handle it alone, Val. You could never scare me away.” As if to punctuate his point, he quickly kisses the tip of her cold nose before pressing his forehead to hers.

Under the golden light of dawn, Nate hesitates before taking a deep breath, almost begging the words to conjure themselves so that he didn’t need to. “I know what it's like to fear someone else's reaction to the past, what they might say, what they might be too afraid to say. You mean so much to me Val, to all of us. You don’t need to worry about scaring any of us away, we are a team, that goes beyond the agency.”

The smile she graces him with makes everything worth it as she laces her fingers with his own, clinging to him tightly as she turns to watch the sunrise and the way it causes the warehouse facade to glow in gentle hues of orange.

As he looks down at her, he notices Valerie standing a little taller, no longer being weighed down by those fears that had clung to her with all their might.

#♥. writing #♥. Valerie #twc #the wayhaven chronicles #nate sewell #detective x nate #female detective x nate #twc angst #wayhaven angst

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sashi-ya · 3 years

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Hi, the anon who requested the Ace x Mermaid! S/O, could I please have a part 2? His s/o was captured to be sell. Ace and Whitebeard pirates rescuing her please? (and some spice in the end? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Hi!! I loved to write a second part for the mermaid story with Ace! I hope you like it ♥ I got inspired on Gyojin Island and Sabaody, it has a little bit of angst and drama, and of course a spicy end ♥ Stay safe and thanks for reading ♥

Portgas D. Ace x Mermaid! S/O ~ Part 2

This is a second part of the main request, if want to read it, you can do it here.

TW: violence, slavery, angst. NSFW at the end.

WC: 3K

A few weeks have passed since Ace learnt about you being a mermaid. Both of you have decided to not tell your crew until you feel ready about it, so it’s almost like a couple’s secret.

At night whenever everyone is sleeping, especially when the Moby Dick is docked on some island, Ace sits on the shore, and enjoys the beauty of your mermaid form.

You can see the huge mountain, the Red line far in the distance, the bubbles of Sabaody Archipelago are barely hearable, and the shore there has no roots, so you can swim freely. You swim and jump allowing your scales to reflect the moonshine and fill your stamina with it.

Ace is astonished with your beauty, and sometimes he wishes he wasn’t a devil fruit user so he could swim with you on the vast sea.

“Do you know how much I love you?”, he says to you while sitting over some rocks. You are resting your arms over one of the rocks, with your tail in the water. Stretching a little, you kiss his freckled nose. This is the best feeling in the whole world, you are free, accepted, loved… You wonder what your family would think about this, would they be mad at you? Would they accept Ace?... but you quickly forget about it, that’s a part of your past you are not ready yet to face.

Ace asks you to make those pretty jumps you do on the sea before coming back to the ship, and so you decide to indulge him. You swim offshore a little, and submerge. Boosting yourself with your tail you jump out of the sea, but when you do and gaze at where Ace was, you don’t see him. You jump again, and again, you can’t see him. Again, he is not there. You begin to worry, maybe he has fallen onto the water?. You swim at max speed to the shore, but he is not under the water, neither over the shore.

Suddenly, something that looks like a big net falls over you, tangling around your limbs, and tail. You try to scream Ace’s name but someone hits you and everything goes black…

“Where am I?”... your eyes are covered, you feel something heavy and cold around your neck, you can’t even tell if you are in your mermaid or your human form. You start hearing voices in between the buzzing your ears are experiencing, and you only can think about Ace. Where is he? Is he ok?...

“Ah finally, a hybrid one!! oh, wait, is she a “moon” one?”, you hear a man say. “Yes sir, and you wouldn’t believe who was next to her on the shore, the one and only “Hiken no Ace”, we left him handcuffed with kairoseki on the beach but to be honest I’d loved to bring him too, hahaha”, says another man's voice.

“Ace…I knew this would happen…”, you mourn about showing your true form, you knew you were going to be sold. This cruel world is run by greed, there is no place for differences, you wish something could end with this eternal night that covers the world once and for all. Damn Tenryuubitos, damn slavers…

You recognize the cold ground under your skin, you try to move your legs just to verify if you are in your human form. You are, shackles and chains sound whenever you try to move your legs. You are still blindfolded, and every time you move your neck a ticking sound resonates next to your ears… could it be… could it be an explosive collar?...

You hear the sound of keys opening the cell where you are and then a man asks, “Are you awake already, monster?”. You don’t answer, so he insists and kicks your legs, “Answer me, bitch!!”. Your legs hurt even more after being in mermaid form, at least for some hours, so that kick felt like hell. You hiss in pain, and caress your thigh.

Tears stream down your face, and wet the dirty cloth that covers your eyes. You are left alone, or so that is what you think.

Suddenly, a warming voice tells you, “hey, what’s your name?”. “Is that, is that a child?”, you ask yourself, horrified. “Hey, my name is Y/N. What’s your name?”, you ask, trying to calm yourself down and understand how someone could be so despicable, so disgusting to sell a little child.

“I’m Suzie, I’m 7 years old, are you a mermaid?”, she asks, curious like the child she is. “I am!, do you like mermaids?”, you ask her, wishing to see her face, at least to witness the last traces of innocence that she has left before she faces the same cruel destiny as you. “I do! a lot!, I wish my sister could meet you, but she was already taken… I miss her”, she says, now with a cracking voice. “I’m sorry to hear about that, Suzie. Would you like to see something cool mermaids can do?”, you ask her, trying to at least cheer her up. “Yes, yes I want to see!”.

You know that out of the water you wouldn’t be able to transform properly, so you decide to show her how your hair can change. Slowly your hair grows longer, fuller and changes colors. You remember how doing this made your little sister happy, and a sting of pain hits your heart… “Wooow Mrs. Mermaid, that’s so so cool! I wish I was a mermaid too, how pretty!!!”, the little child shouts with excitement, and a smile is drawn onto your face, until…

“Shut the fuck up, you two!!”, the same man as before shouts at you, and hits what you think are the metal barrels of the cell.

Some minutes after, loud music starts playing, announcing the start of something, maybe a show.

You hear steps coming towards you followed by a terrible smell that is the mix in between smoke and sake. “It’s time, man”.

The cell’s door opens, and someone grabs your arm and shakes you, “C’mon, it’s your turn, water bitch”. You try to release from his hand, but you can’t and he hits you one more time, this time on your ribs. You hiss, and he drags you over the floor.

The music turns louder, and someone announces the start of the auction. “Good morning, ladies and gentleman! Today we have a special entry. Our men have finally found a hybrid, a moon mermaid, y’all!!!”. You are thrown on the floor, and someone takes off the cloth that’s blindfolding you. Bright lights over you blind you, but quickly you realize you are over a scenario, with nobles, people and even some tenryuubitos looking at you.

“So, how much shall we start from?”, says the presenter, pointing at the crowd that look almost like beasts hungry for you.

A noble shouts, “Twenty thousand Berries!”, another “Fifty thousand!!”, a Tenryuubito offers a hundred thousand, until… “Oi, oi, oi… this push is on fire, huh?”, the voice of Hiken no Ace resonates all over the auction house. “Ace!”, you gasp.

Suddenly everybody starts to scream “piraaates!!!” and try to run to the exit, but you see how all of your nakamas are blocking every possible exit.

Ace points his index and middle fingers of both hands at the curtains that surround the whole theater and shoots bullets of fire at them. Everything around is on fire, and the guards are now being beaten up by your nakamas.

Ace walks to the scenario in between the crowd that runs desperately in order to find an exit, everything around is on fire, but you only see his eyes, his smile. He is here, he came to rescue you. You are safe, your boyfriend and your nakamas won't ever leave you alone.

“I’m sorry for the delay, baby. I have to tell the crew about your… uhm, mermaid form…”, Ace says while he jumps to the stage. “Babe, it’s ok, don’t worry!”, you tell him with tears in your eyes. “Let’s go!!” he says and lifts you up on his arms, but the collar around your neck begins to make that ticking sound once again.

“Ace, stop!!!” you scream desperately, “the collar, if I get out the theatre or even move a little bit more… it will… explode”. “What?!”, says Ace, surprised. You can sense a flame growing strong inside his body, he is pissed, he is angry.

Marco comes flying in his hybrid mode, and stands next to you. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna find the keys, Ace, don’t move, stay by her side, ok?”. “Marco!!!, go save the people on the cells, there is a little child, Suzie, save her, please!!”, you beg your nakama.

“Don’t worry, Y/n. Izo is taking care of them. I’m coming back with the keys right now!”, he says and flies away.

But Marco is not coming back, and the pace of the tickling becomes even faster, you and Ace are desperate. You know it is too late, that’s it. This shit is going to explode on your neck and if it does, it will also hurt the love of your life, so, you tell him, "Ace, go away. Leave me alone… it's too late". "I'm not leaving you here, are you crazy? Marco is going to bring the keys, trust him, trust me", says Ace crying. "Go away!!", you shout at him as the ticking sound announces the time is almost over. "I love you, please, do it for me. Live a life free, be free for me, Ace!".

"I'M NOT LEAVING YOU HERE!!!!", he shouts and grabs the collar with his hands that are now turned black. He squeezes the metal so hard, so strong, so sure of saving your life that just in the final second he is able to break it and throw it away.

The parts of the collar explode in the air. You are safe, you have no collar around your neck. Ace saved you with only his hands.

"This… this is the type of haki my brother told me…" , he says, amazed at his own power… “Let’s go”, he says. He carries you in his arms and runs to the exit.

Marco is now behind you, “Ace… that was... ?”, he asks. “I don’t know…”, Ace tells him. “Marco!!, where is Suzie??”, you ask your phoenix friend, worried for the little girl. “She is outside with Izo, she is ok!!, are you hurt?”, he tells you…

Once outside, marine soldiers are arriving so you all have to run, there is no point in fighting anymore or even start a war at the archipielago. You all head to the ship, where Marco treats the combat wounds, and everyone makes sure you are all safe.

You want to see the face of that little girl, so you desperately search for your samurai friend. “Mrs. Mermaid!!”, you hear behind you. “Suzie?”, you look back to finally see her face. She is a little gyojin girl that somehow reminds you of your little sister… how much you miss her. Suzie comes running to you, and hugs your leg. “Are you ok? does it hurt?”, she asks, caressing the exact place where that disgusting man hit you. “I’m ok, darling. How are you?”, you ask, ruffling her hair. “I’m ok!! this cute samurai helped me, thank you Izo!!”, she says to Izo with a big smile. “haha, thanks for the ''cute”. You are also really cute, you remind me of my little sister, Kiku…”

Once Thatch fed the little girl, who at this point after being held captive for some weeks was famished, you all asked her where her family was…

“Come with us, please, all of you, please!”, Suzie tells you. You know that she is talking about the same place you have abandoned years before, your home, your family… you look at Ace, because you simply don’t know what to do. You have talked to him about coming back one day, but… is this the moment?...

“Let’s go meet your family…”, your lover says to you. Soon Ace, Suzie and you begin to sail to your roots… a big bubble surrounds the little ship some guys on the archipelago lend you, and little by little you sink deep into the sea.

The roots of Sabaody are left above you, and everything turns darker and colder. Some fishes and some sea kings swim around us as we descend. Ace is amazed with the underwater world, after all, he hasn’t been able to experience this view ever in his life. He is leaning over the railing, with his nose almost touching the bubble covering, “Babe, is this what you see when you swim in your mermaid form?”, he asks you, still astonished with the marvelous underwater world. “I don’t usually swim so deep, but kind of…” you tell him, while brushing your hand all over his back.

Suzie is playing with something Thatch gave him before sailing, and for some reason at least, this bubble is safe with just Ace and her…

Finally, at the bottom of the ocean, two big bubbles hold inside a colorful big city, with even a sea inside of it. “Are we already at Gyojin Island, babe? You came from here? it looks like a dream!”, says Ace, amazed. “I do…”, you tell him, nervous, scared. Is your family still living there?...

For some reason, the sun shines brighter than you remember. Ace doesn’t really understand why the sun rays are so bright at the bottom of the sea, but you enjoy the figures the light forms with the water over his freckled face, he looks like a little child.

“Let’s go, sister!”, Suzie pulls from you as you enter the city. “Isn’t it awesome, brother?, you can breathe underwater too!”, she says to Ace, who still can't catch on the bubble system. Around you, mermaids, mermen, gyojin, sea creatures walk on the streets of the island. It’s a very busy day, the “highway” is even crowded.

“Y/n… is that you?”, a girl’s voice asks behind your back. “Sister…?”, you turn around, and there she is, ten years older since the day you’ve left. “Suzie!!! are you alright????”, she shouts, after coming back to reality. “Big sis!”, the little girl says and runs to her arms… Turns out that your sister runs a foster house and Suzie was one of their interns, that one day ran away just to “have an adventure”, just like you… but she was captured…

“How's dad?”, you ask your sister. “stubborn, as always…”, she answers straightforwardly, but continues, “but he’ll be pleased to have his princess back at home”... “I’m not really sure about that…”, you tell her.

The afternoon passes and even if you wanted to go to your house, you just don’t want it, and instead, you have a wonderful idea… “Ace, would you like to swim with me?”, you ask him. Ace looks at you, confused. “How am I supposed to do it, babe?”, he asks. “Come with me, I got a surprise”...

The sky is now a night sky, little lights flickering around you, but still don’t look like stars. You and Ace are now on a little side coast of the city, it’s pretty deserted at this time. Ace is sitting on the shore, a little bit scared of drowning, but still up for whatever your surprise is. “Close your eyes”, you tell him, and he does. You grab one of the bubbles and wrap him with it. “Open them!”, you tell him. When he opens his eyes, he realizes he is inside the bubble and tells you, “This… this is…?”. “Yes, come on!”, you tell him and dive into the sea. He follows you.

You are on mermaid form now, Ace is on your side. “You wished you could swim next to me?, well here, we can do it”. Your beloved looks at you, smiling, amazed, astonished with your beauty once again. You put your hand on one of the bubble’s walls, and he does the same. Your palms are almost touching through the thin material of that litmus barrier. The water plays with your hair, you have your eyes interlocked with Ace’s. The sea holds you both, and it’s not punishing Ace for the akuma no mi, you are equals right now.

After swimming for a few minutes, you ask Ace to “make some space”. You enter into his bubble which makes itself a little bit bigger so the both of you can fit. You are now turned into your human form, wrapping your legs around your lover's waist. Ace rubs his fingers around your hair, and kisses so passionately, so in need of you… He kisses you, entirely, your neck, your shoulders, your breasts. You are seated over his lap, and you start to feel the consequences of his arousal. A hard bulge grows stronger that you feel over your sex. You grind against him, with your legs crossed around his waist, back and forth, back and forth… the friction between your sexes makes Ace, and you, gasp with every movement. The soft motion of the water moves your bubble and contributes to the exquisite sensations. You keep kissing, touching, feeling your flesh spellbound from your scents, in love with each other.

He penetrates you so deep, yet so soft, allowing yourself to move up and down, crossing your arms around his neck, pressing the warm skin of your stomachs as you make love. Soon you both reach climax. “I love you so much… you saved my life…thank you”, you say to him with your forehead pressed onto his freckled shoulder. “And you saved mine, I love you”, he says to you, kissing your head… This is an experience your boyfriend, nor you, will ever forget. You two seal your love, on earth, on the sky and now underwater...♥

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mirobami · 3 years

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Yay! So for this fic, I’ve been thinking of a scenario where Yumi surprises Terano, who completely forgot about her birthday. I’ll leave it up to you on how things will go (such as Terano’s reaction, Yumi’s preparation and gift, etc.), surprise me! Anyways, thanks!

↳ always remember

♥ GENRE: fluff.

♥ CHARACTER(S): y. totobami, t. totobami

♥ SYNOPSIS: in request!

♥ NOTE: Hell yeah, so the thing is my blog is centered around self insert so there will be some mentions along with self insert at the very end, I hope you don’t mind! Let’s get started!

Birthdays were usually celebrated by waking up in the morning with an elated feeling in your chest, knowing that the following day should be full of greetings from friends and family members, presents, and your favorite foods. It should’ve been at least one great day in a year.

However, this was not the case when it came to Terano. Terano would never wake up in the mornings with the thought in her head that it was her birthday. In fact, she had never been celebrated often and for that, she usually forgot her own birthday. Whenever someone asked her when she was born, she’d usually answer but she never thought of that date as the day she was actually born.

The Elders refused to acknowledge her growth and instead put more pressure on her on those days. She had gotten to the point where she knew it was around that time where she’d get more stressed out than usual. She was the one that had to make sure that as the heir of the Totobami family, nothing would get in her way and much more, nothing would try and go after Yumi. If there was one person she would never let anything happen to, it was Yumi.

Yumi was her sister, who was the complete opposite of her. While Terano was stoic and calculating, Yumi was bright and cheerful, having no trouble getting into conversations with people or avoid gambling. She liked to play Uno with Terano a lot but without any stakes. She couldn’t deny that she liked card games, she just didn’t like the risk that came along with it. But Yumi knew that Terano put herself at risk everyday just to protect her.

With this in mind, Yumi had woken up the day before Terano’s birthday, which was circled in red on her calendar. It was fortunate that she had nothing to do for the day so that Terano wouldn’t get suspicious. After all, she was the one that was trying to learn more things than she had the time to. One day she was learning about quantum physics and the next, she was learning how to build a robot.

Peeking into her sister’s bedroom after hearing clicking noises come from it, she saw Terano at her desk, a screwdriver in her hand as she concentrated on her newest invention. It seemed that Terano had a sense of where her sister was, though, as she spoke up in the silence. “Hello, Yumi.”

“Morning!” Yumi rubbed her eyes and pushed the door open. “What are you working on today?”

“Trying to see if I can recreate something from that movie you liked.”

“The Chronosphere? There’s no way you’ll be able to make it work.” Yumi said lightly with a massive smile on her face. Yumi had ranted about the object in a movie she adored and she didn’t know Terano was planning on making it.

“No, but I’m trying to see something. Do you have plans for today?”

“Actually yes I do. I’m going out with Ibara and Miroslava today.” Even if the Elders disapproved of animosity among the clan members, that never stopped Yumi from becoming close friends with both of them and now they were the ones that she was counting on for today in preparation for Terano’s birthday the next day.

“Be careful.” With Terano’s dismissal, Yumi bounded down the hallway to start getting ready for the day.

Yumi was outside of the place she wanted to shop at, waiting for Ibara and Miroslava to arrive. It was strange, really. She was usually the first one there, although Ibara and Miroslava--well, at least Miroslava--were never late. They were running a few minutes late. When she looked up from her phone, she saw both of them walking quickly towards her. “Hey, guys!”

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Rin was truly an interrogator as to where Ibara was going.” Miroslava said, side eyeing Ibara.

“In my defense--” Ibara paused for a second before pressing his lips into a line. “Yeah, I got nothing.”

Yumi had laughed at that while Miroslava shook her head, pinching his arm as he yelled in agony. “What was that for?”

“Don’t make a case if you know you’re not going to win.” Miroslava turned to Yumi. “Why did you call us here?”

“Tomorrow’s Terano’s birthday and she’s definitely going to forget it. I want to do something special for her.”

“Ah, did you tell you-know-who that her birthday was tomorrow?”

Shaking her head, Yumi held up her phone so that both of them could see the texts she had sent to Terano’s best friend slash the one everyone shipped her with. “I’m pretty sure she knows, all she told me was that she was going to come if I told her the time and location.”

“Let’s get going then.” Miroslava said, striding inside of the place. It was quite a large mall that Yumi had chosen and there were only three of them, Yumi clearly the leader. Both Miroslava and Ibara turned to look at her for directions.

“Oh, wait, I forgot you don’t know what we’re doing. I’m gonna go find Terano’s present. She has a favorite food place so we want catering from there and we can meet up at the store for party supplies, cool?” At their nods, Yumi started walking towards the first store she thought of and knew she’d buy her something at.

Terano had found a love for building things, but Yumi knew that her brain was so haywired from trying to solve complicated things that she never took a single break. Even with the prospect of building something that didn’t require a lot of effort she would frown at it. The girl was way too logical and read into things that shouldn’t have had reading. Therefore, when Yumi walked into the Lego store and took a bunch of sets into her cart, she knew that Terano would like it. On one hand, it was complicated without a map and on the other hand, if she followed the instructions, it wouldn’t be hard.

Besides, Yumi thought as she was paying, Legos can be built in all sorts of different ways and with her things, she can probably wired them to do something fun. I’m sure she’ll like the presents. Let’s see, do I have the rocket ship--yes, I do. That’s fifteen sets in total. Handing over the credit card to the cashier, she started thinking of something else she’d like.

Books were a given, but it was also too common to give books to someone as smart as her. Truth be told, the Elders had given her all of the books she wanted and Yumi giving her one would not be a good thing. That’s when she caught a tiny owl bookmark in a store that sold stationery and decided that since Terano liked to write a lot, she would definitely like some new things as well as the bookmark.

With her shopping bags in hand, she made her way to the party supply store, where Miroslava and Ibara were waiting, sitting on a bench outside of it. “I got what I needed!”

Ibara blinked at her. “That’s all the presents--YOU GOT HER LEGOS?!” He shouted so loud that people passing by glanced at him. He seemed offended that Yumi was giving Terano Legos and she never bought him any. “I thought I was your favorite!”

“Oh, fine, I’ll give you Legos for your birthday.” Yumi patted his shoulder, amused as she walked inside of the store. “Oh wow, I did not know they played this song here.” Humming along with it as she walked further inside, she started looking through the shelves.

“Wait a second, you listen to this song?” Miroslava asked, bewildered as she showed Yumi streamers and putting it back when she shaked her head. “I thought you listened to a lot of upbeat songs.”

“Nah, this song slaps for no reason--what if we get confetti?” Yumi turned to Miroslava hopefully.

“Terano will not like the mess, better not.”

Ibara had walked over to them, looking pale. Yumi stared at him. “What happened? Did you see a ghost?”

“No, but I tasted helium.” Ibara said, his normally deep voice rising up several octaves higher and making him sound like a chipmunk from Alvin and the Chipmunks.

Miroslava covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing at his distressed face but Yumi had no problem laughing hysterically, tears already appearing in her eyes as she leaned against a shelf to avoid falling over. “Your voice--!”

“GUYS, THIS IS SERIOUS.” Ibara tried to say in a serious manner, but it just made the girls double over laughing harder. They couldn’t take him seriously with that voice and a guy with a deep voice swallowing helium all because he didn’t believe it would happen to him? That was enough to make them lose it.

After leaving the store with their things, Miroslava and Yumi just had to look at each other to start giggling again and Ibara groaned behind them, back to his regular voice. “Come on, guys, it wasn’t funny.”

“I regret not recording it and sending it to Rin.” Miroslava added, making Yumi burst into another fit of laughter as they walked out of the mall, heading to the place where they were supposed to set up for Terano’s party.

Hours of work went by and once all three of them were done, tired as ever, they stepped back to admire their work. Miroslava said, “Not bad, especially for someone who fell off of his two-step ladder.”

“Okay, so today was just bully Ibara day, I see how it is.” Ibara grumbled.

Yumi rolled her eyes playfully as she stacked the wrapped presents on a table. “So these are the birthday girl’s presents, NO, IBARA, GET YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM THE LEGOS OR I SWEAR--” Before long, he had stolen one and was now running away from Yumi, laughing hysterically as the blonde chased after him. “That’s for Terano, not you, you pink haired strawberry croissant!”

“You bought her fifteen sets, she won’t mind losing one!” Ibara almost crashed into Miroslava, who plucked the set away from him and was about to hand it back to Yumi before thinking of something else. Soon, Ibara and Yumi were chasing her around, trying to get the Lego kit back, all of them having grins on their faces.

The next day, Yumi had convinced her parents not to go to Terano and that she’d be taking her out for the rest of the day for “scientific research”. The only research Terano would do was how fast a wheelchair could go downhill. At least, Yumi was kidding. But she kind of wanted to test it out now.

“All right, Yumi, what are you doing?” Terano said, raising an eyebrow at her. “You never take me out with you without you talking about the different places you want to show me. What’s going on?”

“Nothing! Just go with it.”

When Terano was wheeled into a dark space, she was getting more suspicious. “Yumi, if you signed a contract with someone--”

“SURPRISE!”

While Terano should’ve expected the party, she was caught off guard by most of her cousins--including Kirari and Ririka--being there as well as Y/N, who was her best friend.

Yumi stepped into her line of vision and was smiling the whole time. “You don’t deserve not having a celebration at least once. It’s for you.”

Slowly, a smile appeared on her face as she looked at everyone around her. “Thank you, Yumi. Hold on, Y/N, did you know about this and didn’t tell me?”

“Actually, I had absolutely no idea and I think Yumi knew that you’d be able to psychoanalyze me and figure it out on your own.” Y/N grinned sheepishly, shrugging her shoulders.

That day was the best day Terano had ever had and she would also call it the best birthday she had ever had. Nothing could top the feeling she had had when seeing everything around her as well as unwrapping all of the Lego sets Yumi had given her (she absolutely adored them and thanked Yumi over a hundred times for them). Perhaps she wasn’t all alone all the time. She had everyone that had decided to drop everything for her. She couldn’t have felt more ecstatic.

#kakegurui x reader #kakegurui x y/n #kakegurui x you #this fic is just yumi miroslava and ibara being complete fools tbh

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