#Can't wait to be rid of him dear lord

[hamartia-grander]

My professor took off a point from one of my scripts because I labelled a character as Nonbinary, and he claims I should've left the gender description blank because "it's not necessary for this character", as if "nonbinary" is a placeholder for "I don't care what gender" I am actually going to tear him to shreds

[mingis-orangejuice]

Using Reverse Psychology On The Demon Bros

Warnings/Genres: manipulation(in a cute way, kinda?), mentions of diets (only in Beel’s part) fluff, crack

I feel like all the Brothers would fall for reverse psychology so easily. I don’t think MC would purposely try to manipulate them (at least not all the time), they would just say things that happen to make the brothers suddenly want to help them lol

Lucifer

-He’s literally the avatar of pride, if you wound his pride he’d be quick to try and prove you wrong

-MC: Lucifer can you help me with my potions homework?

-Lucifer: MC, can’t you see I'm extremely busy with paperwork for Lord Diavolo so that will have to wait for now

-MC: Fine, I guess I'll just go ask Satan, he’s the smart one anyway… *turns to leave *

-Lucifer: *is instantly standing in front of you within half a second looking all flustered and grabs your notebook from you* Let me take a look at that for you 

Mammon:

-Even tho he’s a Simp for you he’s also a bit lazy so you’ll need to ask him multiple times for help when it comes to any type of hard work.

-MC: Mammon, can you help me carry some boxes from the attic Lucifer says we need to start getting rid of some of the useless junk up there.

-Mammon: Nah I got better things to do than menial labour for Lucifer

-MC: ok I guess I‘ll ask Beel to help, He can probably carry all the boxes in one trip, we’d get it done so quickly ☺️ 

-cue Mammon zooming up to the attic trying to stack all the boxes to prove that he can lift way more than his little brother.

Levi:

-Levi would definitely be the easiest to trick with this since he’s already constantly jealous of his brothers anytime they spend time with you.

-MC: Levi it’s my day to cook dinner do you want to come shopping for the ingredients with me?

-Levi: Sorry MC I’m on hour 9 of rewatching TSL, plus it's too bright outside. Why don’t you pull up a cushion and we can watch it together?

-MC: Oh that's ok I guess I'll go ask as Asmo, he’s been wanting to take me out on a date anyway *You close his door and start walking down the hall to Asmo’s room

-Levi: D..D..D.. Date! Wait MC no I’ll take you, I didn’t realize you were asking me out on a date, wait please come back!

Satan:

-I feel like he would also get jealous really quickly. Especially if you bring up Lucifer he would go full-on rage mode. Basically, anything that works on Lucifer will work on him too.

-MC: *pointing to one of the many books in his room* can I read that one? it looks cool.

-Satan: No MC it's cursed you could get hurt

-MC: ok *walks away*

-later MC is on the couch reading a book they borrowed from Lucifer

-Satan: *sees you reading the book Lucifer recommended, runs to his room to get the cursed book you wanted to read earlier* wait MC read this instead !!!!

-MC: but you said it was cursed

-Satan: it's fine I’ll figure out how to cure you just drop that other book NOW!

Asmo:

-Asmo would definitely get upset if you complimented someone else

-he wants to be the only one MC goes to for beauty advice 

-MC: Asmo can you share your skincare routine with me?

-Asmo: My dear MC I can't just give away my secrets to looking this gorgeous *walks away*

-later at RAD

-MC talking to Simeon: Wow Simeon your skin is positively glowing what products do you use, you’re so beautiful!

-Simeon: *blushing* oh, let me show you, I use…

-Asmo who had been eavesdropping: *Grabs MC’s arm* MC why don’t we head home I have to show you how gorgeous I look when I’m doing my skincare routine! 

Beel:

-I don’t wanna be cliche but reverse psychology would only work on Beel if it was about food

-Beel is always ready to help so there wouldn’t be too many situations where you’d get to use reverse psychology on him. Like if you asked him to help carry something he would do it, no questions asked. 

- but if you wanted some of his food, especially if it was something special that he’s been looking forward to it might be a bit difficult.

-MC forgot their lunch and saw Beel eating in the cafeteria: Beel can I have some of your food it looks really good!

-Beel: *looks at MC and then looks at his food* uh this is the limited edition Goliath Hellfire pizza from Hell’s Kitchen each customer is only allowed to purchase 1 in their entire lifetime. 

-MC: oh it's okay I just hadn’t had lunch today, I guess I can just go ask Asmo for some of his lunch

-Beel: *Grabs MC’s wrist to stop them from leaving* Asmo is on a diet again so there’s no way he has enough for both of you to get enough, here MC have some of mine *sits MC down and  hands them a slice of pizza that's almost double the size of their body

(this one was a stretch cuz I feel like Beel would have given MC some food anyway but I couldn’t think of anything for him, but I also didn't want to leave him out)

Belphie:

-He is the definition of unbothered he doesn’t care if you go out with the others cuz he’s too lazy to go out but also he knows the moment you sit down he can just fall asleep on you and now you’re stuck with him 

-but other than that I think he’d be just a little possessive of his nap stuff tho like blankets pillows etc… 

-you know he has the best stuff so if you want to have a great sleep you’ll need to ask to borrow them.

-MC: Belphie can I use your fancy sleep pillow I can’t sleep

-Belpihe: *pretends to sleep on the couch so he doesn't have to give MC his favourite pillow*

-Mammon: Don’t worry MC come sleep on my bed it's crazy comfy you'll definitely fall asleep right away.

-Belphie: *Throws the pillow at MC and pulls them onto the couch to take a nap with him-Mammon: Hey they were gonna sleep in my room tonight!

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Babyyyy!!!! 🎶🎵 I like your styleeee ✨🎶🎵

Girly girl, since Pedri decided to honor his words and cut his hair, grow a mustache and ruined his beautiful curls. I'm going to need you to make me a fic about it, pronto.

Love you, bye 😀❤️🥺🙏🏻

His hair it's slowly growing back🥹 and thank god he got the rid out of the moustache🤭 this is a bit old and I'm sorry for the wait, dear.

AN: I'm in a bit of a hiatus from writing, my fics will come once in a while until I hopefully can get back into full writing

What Did You Do? -P.G8

Summary: Getting home to find the surprise your boyfriend has for you

"Amor? I'm home!" You called out taking off your shoes, you closed your eyes softly feeling the weight of the day and wanting nothing more than being in your boyfriend's arms as you play with his hair.

"In the kitchen, preciosa!"

Walking towards the sound of his voice, you saw him with his back to you as he listened to the indications someone was giving him.

"Hey" You hugged his back softly before leaving a kiss on his shoulder and walking to be in front of him "Is that Fer? Tell him I said-what the fuck?" Your hands covered half of your face.

Pedri let out a wide grin "You want me to tell him that?"

"Pedro Gonzalez Lopez! What the fuck did you do?" You gasped "Why the hell do you have a moustache? And what the hell happened to your gorgeous hair? Why is it like that? Why are you almost bald? What is going on?" You heard laughter coming from your boyfriend and his phone where someone, most likely his brother, had heard every single thing you said.

"Remember when I told you that I made a promise if Spain wins the Euros?" you hum still looking shocked "Well... We won and this is it" He says noticing your quiet but powerful gaze "What do you think?"

"No, absolutely not" You shook your head "You're kidding"

"I'm not! I'm a man of word, if I promise something I'll do it"

"Ay señor Jesucristo" (Oh, Lord Jesus Christ) "Where's your hair?"

"In the bin. Why?"

"Can't we just... glue it back?" Fer exploded in laughter, you could see on the screen he was red and close to tears

"Y/N!"

"What?"

"It'll grow back!"

"Yes, we need to get you some oils so it can grow faster"

"I told you she wouldn't like it, mano" Fer said

"Is it really bad? You don't like it?" Pedri's sad face made your heart break and you sighed searching for the right words.

"It's not that I don't like it... Es que pienso que así te ves como un señor" (It's just that I think that you look like an old man) You reply instantly making Fer laugh once again and Pedri gave you a look "Como un señor de 40" (Like a 40 year-old man)

"I can't. I'm going to pee myself" Fer said "See you guys!" You waved goodbye to Fer and after the call ended you turned around to face Pedri.

"Un señor muy guapo pero de igual forma, un señor" (A very handsome but still an old man)

"Bonita" He said

"I'm not lying! I admit it's not my favorite look on you but I do think you look handsome either way!" You went over to hug him, you felt his arms wrap around your back "But we do need to get all types of oil, shampoo... Everything" He nods

"Whatever you say, preciosa"

"And here I was, wanting to love you and to play with your hair to relax after my day"

"You can still do it" You touched his hair feeling it, you made a face "It's scratchy" You look at him "Why couldn't you promise to dye your hair, huh?"

"Bah, amor. That's lame, everybody decides to do it" you gave him a look

"It's worst cutting off your hair!" You cry out "And mostly when you also decide to also do a moustache"

"Relax and gimme a kiss, my hair will grow back soon"

"You're crazy if you think I'm going to kiss you with the moustache"

"What?"

"I'm not kissing you until you get the rid off your moustache!"

"Why not?"

"I don't want to kiss a 40 year-old man!"

"I'm 21!"

"With that moustache, you don't!"

"But I need to have this for a few days!"

"Don't expect a kiss from me in the next few days!" You said getting out of his hold

"Amor, you can't do that!"

"Yes, I can. You did that" You point to his hair and moustache "I do this"

"Noup. Not happening" He rushed upstairs leaving the stove with the food done

"Hey, is the food ready?"

"I don't know, please check!"

"I want to take a shower, pepi!"

"And I'm getting the rid out of this moustache. Can't have my girl not kissing me!" You smiled and shook your head.

You turned to the stove and took care of the pasta, Pedri was doing. You felt a ding on your phone so you put it out.

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"Oh! Yes, totally. I need hair products for my boyfriend, this is a need now"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[amphibiahawks321]

[Y/N on the phone with F/N]

M!Reader : Dad for the last time yes I'm doing fine

F/N : And is there a reason why you keep ignoring your mom's messages?

M!Reader : Dad, mom literally sends me like ten messages a day....

F/N : But you know how your mother is right? Not messaging her back would mean more trouble...

M!Reader : Sighs you got me there.... Fine fine I'll text her back..

F/N : Good! ......Sooooooo How much did you pay to make those girls be with you~?

M!Reader : DAD!

F/N : Just kidding! Just kidding! But seriously when are we gonna meet those two girls your dating Hm? Your mom is getting too eager

M!Reader : Ummm...

[Y/N stares at Beidou and Ningguang sitting on chairs, both of them seems to be hearing the conversation the entire time with beidou holding a cracker with a curious expression while staring at Y/N and Ningguang staring at Y/N while holding a cup of tea]

M!Reader : Ummm... They're kind of a big deal...

F/N : Big deal? Pfftt! What are they famous restaurant owners?

M!Reader : No not like that they

M/N : F/N! The raccoons are trashing the trashcans again!

F/N : Again!? Y/N I seriously would love to stay and chat but I gotta-

M!Reader : Get rid of the raccoons I know I can hear Mom's scream y'know....

[F/N ended the phone call]

[Y/N walked up to beidou and Ningguang and sits down on the chair]

Beidou : That was...

Ningguang : Quite interesting, You seem to be very afraid of telling them about us dear

M!Reader : How can I not! Hey mom and dad! I'm dating THE tianquan of the liyue qixing and THE uncrowned lord of the ocean-

Mom🔥💕

🟩 🟥

Accept Decline

M!Reader : Oh man...

Accept'

M!Reader : H-heeeeeey mom...

M/N : Hey Y/N how are you! And-

[F/N grabs M/N's phone]

F/N : sweetie you promise we'll just ask Y/N how's he doing!

M/N : Fine!

F/N : Y/N we'll just make this quick okay? How are things in liyue?-

M!Reader : dad I'm doing fine geez! I've got a good place to sleep, I'm eating right and I got two hot girlfriends to keep me-

Beidou : Fiu Fiu~ very bold~

[Ningguang chuckles]

[Y/N moves his phone far away so the phone can't be heard]

M!Reader blushing : It was a rush thinking okay!

[Moves the phone closer to him]

M!Reader blushing : like I said... I'm COMPLETELY fine okay!

M/N : Wait! Have you been brushing your te-

M!Reader : yes! Okay that's all you guys gotta know now bye

[Y/N ended the phone call]

M!Reader : Sighs they're both very protective but they mean well...

Ningguang : You know they're just worried about Y/N..

M!Reader : Sighs I know I know...

Ningguang : And you know that they just wanted you to be safe..

M!Reader : Yeah... Your right.... I'll text her after this

Beidou : Soooooooo~ what's that about two hot girl-

M!Reader : It was a rush thinking okay! I can't process my brain quickly!

[teeswrites]

LN- All roads lead to you

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Masterlist

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Omg, the next one is the last already! I think you all will want to kill me cause of the end heheheh

No spoilers, tho. Enjoy the current chapter :)

Disclaimer: it contains smut!!

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Chapter 7: Suzuka

October, 8th, 2022 (classification day)

Suzuka International Racing Course, Suzuka, Mie, Japan.

She had her eyes on the shots that were taken "It looks so good" "Thanks" she smiled at Louis "I'm in love with these lens" "I see it. You're in love with the model as well" she blushed "I'm not" "Really? Cause he seems to be the star of your photoshoot" she put the camera down "Was it too obvious" "Just if someone watched you from very close" "Good" "Anyway, I can't wait to reveal them" "Yeah, me too!" Louis smiled "I will meet up with Damian, see you in Amsterdam?" "Yeah, will be there in a couple of days" "Great! Good to see you again" he held her hand between his like a sandwich "Lovely to see you too, Lou" he gave her a quick hug "Take care of those babies" she grinned "As my own life" "Oh, dear Lord, I rather you look after the photos as it was the drivers's life" he joked making she laugh "Oh, shut up" he smiled "Bye bye, sweetheart" "Bye, Louis" and he left.

She turned to her camera and decided to give one more look at her photographs. "The model" Louis teased her about was, of course, the papaya team driver: Lando Norris. She smiled at the photos of him, out of the McLaren, wearing his suit and helmet, inside his car waiting for the green light, crossing the black and white flag... "How can someone be so cute?" she asked herself, almost forgetting she was angry with him. She was about to give herself some lecturing when felt a warmth on her back. She knew who it was. The black and orange on the arms of the jack around her shoulders and the smell of male deodorant denounced the species standing behind her. His low, soft voice with the characteristic British accent on her ear confirmed what was already known "Someone is very focused" "It's impossible to concentrate when you're around" "Really?" she felt the smile growing on his face without needing to look at him "Yeah. My heart can't find a normal pace and I blame you only" he chuckled "You have a very good looking model" "Yes, I do" "Thanks, fangirl" he kissed her cheek, she blushed.

"How are you?" "Could be better" "Why?" "Could be away from you" She turned to the side, getting rid of his arms to look at his face, he was not happy with her comment "You're not happy to see me?" "Why would I be?" "Because you lo..." she cut him "Why would I be happy to see a liar?" he frowned "Because he'd like to take you out" She arched an eyebrow "Again with this subject?" "Yes, have dinner in Tokyo with me tonight" She kept silent "Pretty please?" he pouted. She kept her mouth shut "Come on, I'm trying to make things right" "I still don't like what you did to me" "What exactly?" "Do you really want me to list?" "NO! Please don't do that" he took a deep breath "What can I do to you agree with going out with me again?" 'undo the past and not be an asshole in the first place' she thought. "I don't want to have dinner with you" he looked at his feet, he deserved that, maybe he should leave her alone:

'I'm not committing the same mistake again'.

His own words echoed in his head, then looked at her "What do you want to do with me instead?" "Nothing" "Don't be so harsh" she sighed "I want to see the Sakuras" "The cherry blossoms?" "Yes" "I don't know where to find cherry blossoms in Tokyo this time of the year" he thought for a second "But I can solve that" "I don't want to see them with you" "That's not my problem, we're going together" she blinked "You are very cheeky, aren't you" "You only noticed now?" she chuckled. He smiled, he made her express happiness "So?" "Text me where and when" he smiled again, even fully "Okay! Great" "Do you still have my number?" "Guess, so. How about you?" he grabbed his phone to check "No" she lied, she still had. He called her. Damn. "Save it again, then. You're going to need it from now" "I can do it later" "Why?" "Cause I want to" he smiled, cheekily "You still have my number, don't you?" "No, I don't" "So let me see your phone" "What?! No!" "Let me see it" he stepped forward, bodies apart only for her camera hanged on her neck. She froze. He stretched his arm, sliding his hand from her back to her lowback till reached her phone in the back pocket of her jeans maintaining eye contact the whole time. She wanted to pull him away from her. "Who the fuck does he think he's? With witch right he thinks he can do that?" she thought, without being able to move, as he was a hypnosis trick. The phone call had already ended, he looked at the iPhone screen:

'Lando 🧡

Missed call'

"Aww, an orange heart" She took her phone from his hand, aggressively and stepped back "Give me that back!" he giggled "You're so cute" "Stop!" "Will add a heart on yours as well" "No need to" "But I..." "I must go now, Lando" "Wait!" he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his torso, giving her a tight hug. She let them enjoy it for a few moments before pulling away from him and walking away "I text you" but he got no answer "Where the fuck will I find cherry blossoms in Tokyo in freaking autumn?" he unlocked his phone and started to search for it.

//

Shibuya, Tokyo, Japan

He was waiting outside her hotel, where he told her he was going to pick up her.

"My hotel?" she asked when he called her 4 hours after their meeting at the circuit "Yes, I'm a gentleman. I'll pick you up at your place... Or at least your temporary place" she giggled "Fine. I text you the address" "Great! Hum... how long do you take to get ready?" "Be here at 6:30" "18:30, right?" "Yes, dork" "Okay"

At that moment it was 6:28 PM and his heart was skipping beat after beat like that was their first date ever. 1 more minute passed and his stomach started to squirm, he felt like the teenage boy he was a few years later, getting excessively nervous only to think about being near to a beautiful girl. He looked at his watch again it was 6:30 PM already, would she be late? He took a deep breath and when he was about to exhale, he felt a soft touch on his shoulder. When he turned, he found a pretty lady wearing light ripped jeans, a white tank top with red hearts on it, slip-on checkered Vans, a twilight green sweatshirt, and a bright coming out from her aura. "Very punctual, lady" "Yes, I am" "How can you look breathtaking even wearing those clothes?" "What's wrong with them?" "Nothing, they just..." he took a second to appreciate the girl in front of him "Are not fancy for a date" She looked at him, wearing the same pieces of clothes she was: jeans, a t-shirt, casual sneakers, and a hoodie. "Hypocrite" he grinned "And this is not a date, we're just going to see the Sakuras" "Well, for me this's a date. A second first date" she raised an eyebrow, then chuckled "Alright. Shall we go?" "Yes, sure. Oh!" he cleaned his throat "This is for you" he took a single red rose from behind his back. She smiled and grabbed it "Thank you" he smiled back and offered his arm to her, but she refused "I still don't trust you, Mr. Norris".

They were at Shinjuku Gyoen, a beautiful park in Tokyo in Shinjuku near Shibuya. As they walked in the park, they talked about twilight "So, you are a twilight fangirl?" "Yes, I am" "Are you a vampire or werewolf girl?" "I like Edward" "Which of them is Edward?" "Robert Pattinson" he looked clueless "Vampire" "Really?" "Yes, I like the pale, emo, mysterious guys" "Do you think I would be a vampire or a werewolf?" she inspected him, surgically "Probably the vampire" "Why are you offending me?" "You asked me! Why? Do you think you could be a werewolf?" "Perfectly!" he said incredulously "Okay" "Okay?" "If you think so" "You're being mean" she closed her eyes to laugh and when she opened them, she almost cried. When she opened her eyes, she saw a corridor of Sakuras, all lighted up. There were Sakura projections on the grass, near the trees themselves. She uncrossed her arms "Wow..." she mumbled "This... this is..." he smiled "This is so damn beautiful!" "How..." she looked at him "How did you find it? I mean, I thought I wouldn't be able to see Sakuras this time of the year but... you freaking made it" "These are winter cherry blossoms" he paused to think "Fuyu..." he struggled with the Japanese word a little "Fuyuzakura. Which means winter Sakura. They have white petals, but the pink lights emulate the original ones" "Amazing" her eyes had a bright that he didn't know if it was from the reflection of the lights or if she was actually emotional about it. "This has been my dream since I was 8, and I saw it in Memoirs of a Geisha with my brother" "Seeing the cherry blossoms?" "Yes" "So I am making your dream come true?" "Apparently, yes" she said nonchalantly while they walked through the park. "Hum... Don't you think is weird that it's so empty here? I mean, it's such a beautiful place" "Well, that might be because I paid them..." "You what!?!" "This is a festival that happens mid-November. It's called, hum... NAKED festival. But it's October and we are here now, so I paid them for doing this" he gestured "Exclusively for tonight..." She was holding the air and she didn't even try to "You... Paid?" "Yes, you wanted to see the cherry blossoms" "How... how much money you have paid? It must have been a lot" she covered her face with her hands "Omg! I wanted to annoy you but now I'm so embarrassed!". He smiled, she was so cute "Hey" he took her hands off her face "It doesn't matter. You wanted to see the cherry blossoms, I made it happen" she looked into his eyes "I don't know what to say" "So don't say anything. Just enjoy" he smiled and she smiled back "Okay".

//

Shijuku, Tokyo, Japan.

They walked back to Shibuya in silence "Thanks" "Hum?" "For the Sakuras" "It was nothing" she nodded. "So. Heard it's your birthday soon" he started. She smirked, then looked at him "I wonder how you know so much about me. Cause I don't tell you about myself unless you ask, and you don't ask much" he gulped "I have no idea what you are talking about" "You always say Charles told you, but I don't think he actually does it" he looked at her "Don't you trust me?" "Well..." she moved her gaze forward "Trust more on him than on you. That's for sure" he chuckled looking forward as well "So how it's to almost be 25?" she locked her gaze on his and crossed her arms, then made a long pause before she started to talk again, like she was looking for clues in his eyes "Are you googling me?" he laughed "You're googling me!" She accused him while he continued to laugh "He is googling me, everybody!" she said to a group of people passing by them on the street "How did you get to this conclusion?" "No one knows I'm actually 24. When people ask me how old I am I always ask them 'how old do you think I am?' and when they guess, I say 'something in this range' but never really tell the truth. I think not even Lewis knows my real age. Plus I haven't ever told you about it" "Fine. It's a valid hypothesis" "Not a hypothesis, a conclusion" "Hypothesis, cause I'm not admitting anything" "Of course you're not". She kept silent for a few seconds before saying "Coward" "Hey!" she smiled "Yeah, my birthday is next week by the way" "What are you planning?" "Probably going out to dinner with a few friends" "That sounds good" "Yeah, don't want anything too big" "You and your friends only?" she raised an eyebrow "Are you inviting yourself to my birthday dinner?" "I said nothing" she laughed "If you want to be invited be a man and ask, bro" "I'm not going to ask if I can go to your birthday dinner!" "Okay" "Okay, then" silence again "But can I?" she smirked "I'll think about it, Landoboy" "Don't call me Landoboy" "Fine" she looked at her right and saw an ice cream shop "Look!" she pointed "What's it?" "Ice cream" "Wanna have it?" "Yes! But wouldn't that be bad for your diet?" "It can be our secret" she giggled "Alright".

...

"What flavor do you want?" she hummed "Passion fruit! In the cone, please" she said like a child. He smiled "Passion fruit in the cone it's, then" "What about you?" he thought a bit "Same as yours" she smiled, reminiscing at the night they met when he asked her what she was drinking and picked the same as hers. "There you go, lady" "Thanks". She moaned at the taste of the passion fruit on her tongue "Do you like it" she nodded affirmatively "I really like it" he giggled "Why is it called passion fruit?" she asked "I don't know" "Do you feel passionate when you eat it?" he swallowed the ice cream and hesitantly answered "I... do feel passionate right now" she smiled "Me too" she stepped closer to him and touched his hand "Hey, Lando" "Yes?" "Can you kiss me right now?" he smiled "Yes, I can" then with one hand, held her jaw and approached his lips to hers till they touched. It was a soft kiss, to remind their lips how it was, that small peck in London at her front door wasn't enough. While his lips were busy being happy, his mind wished he could blame a yellow, sour, calming fruit for his feelings. When they parted, she sucked her bottom lip to extract any flavors of him which had been left on it. "Would you like to visit my hotel room?" she asked "You are asking me to..." he cut himself before she changed her mind "Yes, of course, I'm going anywhere with you tonight" "Will you?" "Yeah" "Anywhere?" "Anywhere" "I like that" "I know you do" she smiled "Okay, let's go" she extended her hand to him, he took it and enlaced their fingers while they walked in Shibuya streets.

//

Shibuya, Tokyo, Japan

Hotel Sulata, Room 304

The night finished with them laying shoulder to shoulder at this hotel bed. Talking. Only talking. "So my father, who basically raised me, said I was too young for that. And then I went to Amsterdam to spend a few days with my mother, I asked her if I could, and she said it was fine so I did it" "Did your father find out?" "Of course he did" "What happened?" "He couldn't do anything. Except grounding me" he chuckled "Seems he wasn't too angry with you. I mean, he just grounded you" "He was angry but mostly disappointed..." she paused "At that time I thought 'f it! I always obeyed my parents, never drank, smoked, tried drugs, dated, and haven't become pregnant..." he laughed "I just wanted a damn butterfly tattoo it wasn't anything satanic, you know? So I just passed through his rules" "Do you regret the tattoo?" "Not the tattoo, but the way I got it. I love my tattoos, all of them, but now I'm older, I hate the fact I disrespected my father to have this one, so..." "Don't feel like that, it's past" "I know" she cleaned her throat "How about you? Any tattoos?" "Nah" "Boring" "Where are your tattoos?" "Ribs, back, right buttcheck, and clavicle" he widened his eyes "And you won't let me see them?" "Not without an exchange" "I grant a wish of yours" "Anything?" "Anything" "Fine" she knelt on the mattress and stripped down her clothes, slowly, teasingly, first the white tank top, then brushing her fingers down the ripped jeans, not touching her underwear. His eyes didn't leave her any second. She showed him 3 butterflies on the clavicle, a dragon on the back, a rose on the ribs, and a 'bite me' on the glute.

"You are so hot. Fuck" he said in a low tone, almost with a heavy, hard breath. She blushed, smiling shyly "Thanks" "What about your wish?". She moved closer, and placed one hand under his t-shirt, feeling the heat of his body warm her to her core down. He shivered with her touch and he could feel his blood flowing to his too. His hands reached hers, caressing her fingers over the fabric. Her gaze found his and he knew already that she wanted the same things he wanted to happen. She whispered in his ear in a sexy tone "Do what my bum says" she was referring to the 'bite me' tattoo which, in her defense, was made when she was drunk. He smirked and soon, his fingers pushed his t-shirt and ripped it away from his body. She swallowed hardly "So handsome" she thought. "Stop eating me with your eyes" she looked at his face "Guess I will start hitting the gym too" he laughed "You have this body without hitting the gym?" "I do pilates" " It works very well" she smiled, directing her attention back to his chest. He brushed his fingertips over the ink "I could bite every centimeter of you" he bit her cheek, softly. She laughed "It's so good to listen to your laugh". They smiled at each other before Lando grabbed her thighs and laid her on the mattress "Especially if it's because of me" then he dipped down to kiss her. They stood there making out for a few minutes before she felt something against her belly, she slid her hand down to confirm her suspect. He moaned with her act getting even harder, then stopped kissing her "Heya! Come back here!" she demanded but he didn't respond, just knelt on the mattress and unzipped his black jeans, ripping them off his body, she could see even better the boner through his white underwear. He hadn't said anything since she caressed his cock, and since then felt like his energy switched to a controlling, possessive, rough man. And she was right, cause he grabbed her by the waist and turned her to face the mattress, he caressed her round bum before biting it as she asked for it, and she giggled. He pushed down to whisper in her ear "You taste delicious, now I'm going to shag you, if that's okay by you" "Shag me?" she giggled, he rolled his eyes "Fuck you, is that better?" "Yes. And please, do it" she pleaded, and as soon as she consented to him he pressed his penis between her legs. She moaned, as much needy as he was. He pushed up and unclipped her bra, she turned to face him, freeing herself of the bra. He dipped down to suck her nipples causing her to moan again, then he stopped and lifted his body to look into her eyes and said in an authoritarian tone "I want you to suck me" She wined "Wasn't you going to shag me?" she said mocking the British slang "I'll but I want to have this image of you craved in my mental drive forever before" she smirked and teased him "Kinky" before she stepped out of bed and knelt on the floor. He stood before her, she looked up and their gaze met. Something was telling her he wasn't going to blink not even once during the blowjob. She placed her hands on his hamstrings and started to run it upward till the hem of his underwear to strip him. She gulped when she was face to face with his penis, she had already seen it before but had not been so close to it, she wrapped one hand around it and slid it up and down a few times, she could feel his body reacting even tho nothing left his lips "Why men can't moan more frequently? It would make things even hotter" she asked "Want me to moan for you?" "It would be nice" he chuckled "Will think about it". Then, she licked the tip, one lick at a time, slowly, teasingly, intending to make him go crazy with that. It was working, cause he grabbed her hair and was about to force into her mouth, but she didn't let him "I'll do it my way" he loosened the grip on her hair, letting things go how she wanted to. She rubbed the tip with her thumb, then put it into her mouth, still slowly, he moaned.

She made some effort to put it all into her mouth, she almost made it. Then she started to move forward and backward at a rhythmic pace, when it hits her throat, she grabbed his ass and squeezed it, he gripped her hair again, clearly suppressing his pleasure sounds.

It came to a point where he couldn't take it anymore, he obligated himself to speak and tell her to stop, she looked up at him and cleaned her mouth with the back of her hand. She could tell he was burning in luxury at that moment "Stand up" he demanded, and she obeyed "You know how much damage it caused on my brain?" "You seem to be enjoying it" "More than that" she smirked. He switched places with her and threw her on the mattress, climbing it till he was on top of her "Are you ready for me, princess?" She nodded, almost in desperation, he was torturing her with the wait and was receiving pleasure, while she was only turning even horny, not fair at all. "Good" he aligned himself and filled her with him. He enlaced their fingers, not allowing her to take much control.

They could feel the electromagnetism between their bodies so strong they could almost literally make sparkles. He started to thrust. First, the tip only, put in and out, making her go crazy like she had done with him before "Lando..." She mumbled "Please" he smirked, sweet revenge. "Hold on, baby" he watched her contort herself of neediness, hearing her sweet moans filling his ears, then thrust deeply, giving her what they both needed. She wrapped her legs around his torso, so he could go even deeper but honestly, if he thrusted even deeper, he would pierce her cervix and end up in her uterus. The feeling of her around him and her moans, made it almost impossible for him to suppress his owns so when it came out, he kissed her. Even so, he moaned during the kiss which made her smile, the effect they had on each other was breathtaking.

Involuntarily, she contracted around his length. Pure bliss to both of them. He felt astonished, it felt like a soft hug from a fluffy thing. She noted and contracted intentionally, causing him to cum not too much after her act. The feeling of him filling her drove her to a third contraction, an involuntary one, blasting into her own orgasm.

When he took himself out of her, he laid on her side and that time had no pillow talk, he just pulled her body close, dried some sweat from her forehead, and pressed her against his chest, holding her tight. How could he ever let her go?

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It was a little past 10 PM when he decided to jump off the bed and hit a convenience store he had seen earlier. He needed something to drink, juice was a good call "Which flavor she would like? Maybe she rather iced tea" he remembered of Woking "She drank iced tea that day. But which one is tea?" while he was talking to himself, struggling with the Japanese, and staring at the options in the fridge, he heard a few giggles, it came from two Japanese girls. He looked at them, one had pink locks and tons of glitter on her face, and the other one had green clips on her hair which matched with her skirt. Both were very cute, and they seemed to know who he was, f1 driver privilege.

The girls decided to approach and in bad english, the one with pink hair asked him "Excuse me, are you, Lando Norris?" "Yes, I am" they giggled between each other "Shouldn't you be sleeping for tomorrow's race?" "Maybe, but I am thirsty" "You are so cute" "Hey, you are girls! Tell me something, which of these would you pick?" they looked at where he pointed "Green grape" "Orange". Good. They helped a lot. "Which one someone who likes passionfruit would like?" "Probably something sour" "Like lemon". Godamn, that girl really liked green! Then he had an epiphany "Pink lemonade! Which one is pink lemonade?" he kept struggling with the hiragana "I got you" "Get an apple one too, please" the pink-haired lady reached to the bottles, and when she was giving them to Lando, their fingers touched. He looked at her "You know..." her hand moved to his chest, rubbing it up and down "...We've already heard about your reputation. We also heard you are single now. We are single too. Both of us" he gulped, thinking about what he could do with the duo, at the same time. Then, he remembered the girl he left sleeping in the hotel room. So, he stepped back and cleaned his throat "Sorry ladies, but the only 2 things I'm taking with me from this store are the juice bottles. Thanks for the help, and have a good night. Bye bye" he ran to the cashier "SIGN MY BOOBS!" the girl who was in green shouted, receiving a poke from her friend. The owner of the store looked with a deadly look at the girls, Lando suppressed his laugh and as soon as his card was approved, he left.

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During his way back that scene kept replaying in his head. He sighed, he was a single man, and if he wanted to flirt, he could. He entered the room. She was still sleeping while he slipped over the night. He chuckled "Deja vu" then walked toward the bed, leaned forward, and kissed her forehead. She woke up "You are awake" he said "So do you" she rubbed her eyes "What's going on?" "I went out. To buy us juice" she smiled "If you wanted to slip away, I would only notice by the morning" "But I'm here" "Thankfully" he smiled "Is everything okay?" "Yes, why wouldn't it be?" "I don't know, you seem shocked" she sat on the bed and opened her juice "I... when I was in the store, two girls came hit on me" "Really?" "Yes, but I turned them down" "That's good"

"Guess so, but I..." he paused "I just... felt weird" she nodded and leaned to kiss his cheek "I'm proud of you. You'll get used to it" "Yeah, probably yeah" she sipped her juice "I must go back to my hotel, have 5.807 kilometers to go through tomorrow" "Very specific... But, yeah, sure! Go get rest" he leaned to peck her lips "See you tomorrow?" "If my wishes come true" he winked "Good! Bye, Lando" "Bye bye" he grabbed his juice and left room 304, full of doubts in his mind 'What if I don't want to get used to it?'.

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[svefs]

To everyone but you

TW!: Favouritism at it's finest, Cycle Iruma, Iruma this isn't you 😪😪😭😭, Wake up babe you're about to be pinned to a wall, mention of drugs,emo phase iruma, Iruma being possessive 😰😰😰😰 and ofc fem!reader

Summary:It was supposed to be like any other school morning in Babyls, but I guess Satan had other plans.

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It should've been a normal morning. Yup, this is 100% normal. Iruma is definitely not pinning you against the wall while his friends (Asmodeus and Clara) looked baffled at their friend's interaction with a stranger they've never met or talk to before. Definitely normal. I'm too high for this shit.

You've always admired Iruma from a distance, knowing that your chances at befriending him are slim cause of Alice Asmodeus and the fact the misfits moved to the Royal one. You were quite surprised to see Iruma, the most carefree demon you ever seen, in his evil cycle. Genuinely you were satisfied with admiring from afar but you started getting a feeling that someone keeps staring at you during at the cafeteria whenever you're sitting with your acquaintances l, or 'friends' as Iruma would say, while eating and chatting. You just dismiss this as 'just a feeling'.

"Good morning!" Shouted the student council as students landing at the front gates of Babyls. As you were about to walk to your usual group, you got startled by someone shouting.

"Wait! Iruma-sama!""Iruma-chi!" The two demons called.

Before you could even react to his name being called you were getting forcefully dragged by your collar. As you looked back you were surprised to see Iruma look a bit different? He didn't look like his usual carefree self but more sharper and dignified. At first you were questioning whether or not it was actually Iruma before concluding it was him.

"Iruma-sama why are you touching that lowly demon?"asked Asmodeus while Valac just nodded in the background.

"Excuse you?" you said back with a deadpanned look at the pink haired demon.

"You're excused," he replied back nonchalantly while you gasped dramatically.

"Don't you dare insult her Alice" said Iruma startling both Valac and Asmodeus. Uneasy due to the fact Iruma called did not call him by his nickname he froze in his spot. 'Am I going to be replaced by some lowly vermin?' was written all over his face while Valac just poked his sides.

"Leave at once, I have some unfinished business with Y/N here," he says as if he wanted to punish you or something. I mean I'm not complaining but still.

"Iruma-sama please allow me to get rid of the vermin for you," Asmodeus now with sparkling eyes said. What a change of demeanor I'm about to get dementia. At this point Iruma-kun looked like he was fed up with his friends' stubbornness and just made up an excuse while promising them he'll catch up later in class.

He sighs deeply before muttering "Now for you...," as you gulped."I've noticed you've been staring at me every now and then, mind explaining?"he said teasingly as the slams both his hands beside your face. I'm in paradise. Blushing madly at this sudden action you stuttered. If someone saw your face right now they would say you look like a tomato with drugs in it.

You laughed nervously while trying to look at everything but his eyes. Good lord have fucking mercy on this bitch. "What could you possibly mean?"you said sweating bullets as if you're experiencing drug withdrawal symptoms.

"Don't lie to me, I've seen you admiring me from afar," He continued "Did you know I feel the same was about you too darling?"

'Oh my, oh me oh my,' you thought as you blushed even harder than a tomato with drugs in it at his nickname for you. Thank the demon king I still exist you prayed as you fainted.

"Wait, Y/N-----!,"

That was the last thing you heard before waking up in the nurse's office with a bleeding nose 👍.

Note:

I can't write for ffs this is so bad

for @sleptrn and ofc my dear @fatfuckingcatstuff

Part 2

[metalraptor69]

It's my first BH X Reader so yeh... I'm trying my best

Warning: #gore #threats #abitblood

You were walking in his manor to get rid of some useless junk when suddenly, your boss calls you in his usual brusque voice... You arrive in his office and before anything can happen... The door locks behind you.With a grim gesture, Black Hat asks you to come and sit on the chair in front of him.Refusing to anger him...you obey and sit down... The Lord of Evil stares at you like a predator examining its prey, its fangs showing as well as greenish slime...It was clear that the demonic entity wanted some fun with you...playing with your greatest fears and pissing you off.He comes at you with a big predatory grin... And starts to tell you "Your soul is mine to break until you submit", a claw then starts to draw a line of blood on your neck, like a vampire, Black Hat starts to suck the blood from your throat... The vital liquid now one with his stomach acid. "You're delicious, my dear" he says, laughing sadistically while you're in a state of pain and....pleasure?You want to rebel by pushing him, but...all it will serve would be nothing but suicide, and you know very well what happens if your boss gets angry...Without letting go of your gaze, the lord of nightmares continues to leave his mark on you...to show who you belong to... "I can't wait to torture you...my little prey" he whispers in your ear.

Fear and happiness flowed through your veins... You didn't know what to say in front of him....Besides a squeak... Of course, that made the bastard laugh. "You're mine"... his reptilian tongue starts licking your neck...without leaving a trace of your blood... Luckily for you, it was just a little scratch.... it's not like he exposed your organs...and made your intestines like his scarf....Black Hat lets you go and says with a more or less calm but threatening air "Wipe your neck... I don't want my defenseless prey to face death too soon...that would be a shame, wouldn't it?". You know very well who he's talking about... Demencia... She's not going to put up with the idea that you were lucky enough to get bitten by her boss...

You leave his office and move into the bathroom to wipe off the blood of your neck leaving quite claw and teeth marks.

I tried to get inspirations from @cartoonsforlife

Hope you like it! If you want more, ask me!

[somatheking]

for @prosopagn0sis. In spirit of the event hosted by the mad hare tomorrow, I made this for us. it's a wonderland AU.

The King of Hearts stares at the woman chained beside him, blond hair and eyes grey as the Frabjuous Sea. She has a very sharp jawline, he notices, and he adds it to the list of sharp objects that are running across his head. Unmei's jawline. A beheading axe. An executioner's sword. Mira's tongue, sometimes, when she felt like it. 

And she certainly had felt like it lately. So many beheadings. It hadn't been a surprise to find someone else occupying the cell Mira shoved him in whenever he had to stand trial, though he hadn't expected to find someone like Unmei there. 

Strong, determined. Talking about things like they mattered, something called 'Mordor Gentamicin Feels' and the Cheshire cat. Very insistent on the Cheshire cat, actually. The King of Hearts had tried explaining to her that talking cats were a dozen a dime but she hadn't budged. Cheshire, Cheshire, Cheshire. And a Hospital, whatever that was, and an absentee father. He can't understand half of the things she says, though this explains why she's here in the first place; she's being put on trial for making too much Sense. 

Sense is a rare thing to happen across in Wonderland, but it's so easy to trap that whenever a smidge of it is spotted, the Wonderland residents hunt it for sport; chasing it down and cheering when they manage to do so, quickly getting rid of the carcass it leaves behind. However, too much Sense could upset Wonderland's ecosystem, so it had been intelligent of Mira to stop Unmei before she created too much of it, though something tells him this girl isn't going to stay dead. 

"Is it your first time getting beheaded?" he asks, rattling the chains that hold him. Not for any reason, but because there's nothing much to do down here other than talk, and that's been proven to be difficult with such a girl full of Sense, and rattle his chains every once in a while. It felt like a good moment to do so. 

"It's my eighth one," he continues, proudly. "So I know a natural when I see them, and you, my dear, look like you're gonna be fine,” assures the King of Hearts, winking at the girl. “You don't strike me as someone who gets stage fright. Me, on the other hand, I was terrified! Good Lord, kept thinking over and over about whether I had pretty blood. Never stopped to consider whether my blood was pretty or not until then, when it was too late to do anything about it. No one complained, though, and it was splattered all across the platform, so I guess people must've found it quite nice." 

He tapped his fingers on the floor, rhythmically. Unmei wasn't saying anything; why wasn't she saying anything? Looking at him with big eyes like she was waiting for him to dig his own grave; silly of her, given how she should already know by now he was being executed. 

"I’ve been over this so many times, you know,” he says, trying to offer comfort even as a sob wracks his chest. She’s going to be fine, she’ll be able to stand more than eight beheadings. “If I had a name, I don't remember, and if I had a heart, it stopped being mine." Trampled behind Mira’s heel, or tucked away in a hidden corner of the White Queen’s castle, or stuck in an endless tea party at the March Hare’s house. 

The chains rattle again, though this time the King of Hearts isn’t aware of it; he’s much more focused on the bloody fingerprints he leaves every time he touches his white shirt and how his body feels equal parts small and big. Too big to fit inside this suffocating cell, too small to deem himself anything other than an observing party, as if none of this was happening to him. Maybe this was a dream and he was still sleeping in his room at the Red Queen’s castle, or… or maybe he was sleeping in the White Queen’s arms, though, no, that couldn’t be it because that’s what had caused this whole mess, hadn’t it? The fact that time and time again he kept making the same mistake and getting caught again, and of course, nothing happened to the White Queen for consorting with Mira’s husband, what with treaties and all, and thank God it didn’t, no, he could not complain about that! But eight beheadings were one too many beheadings, and to top it all, here comes this Unmei person claiming there was something called Mordor Gentamicin Feels which… no, he wasn’t going to entertain that thought. It sounded full of Sense, and the King of Hearts didn’t want more charges to be added to him before his trial. 

"I feel like I'm losing it, really," he confides, wondering whether she might've been able to tell already. "Though I didn't expect this to happen on the eighth beheading. Maybe the twelfth? Could've sworn I had at least a couple more beheadings in me." 

"And what I'm trying to say young lady, because you have to understand how important this is, is that it's mostly It's fault for losing itself, and there was nothing I could do to stop It, so maybe if you manage to get out of here do make sure to tie It down with a rope, big knot and all, to ensure It doesn't get lost again and with It, your head. But if It does break loose like It sometimes does, just know that nothing is your fault; not the whole thing with your father and not however your story with Cheshire goes.”

He thinks of the White Castle, of the scent of the lilies and white roses. How he rested his head on the White Queen’s lap as she read out loud for the both of them and threaded her fingers through his hair, soft and warm, a stark contrast to the cold, hard and sticky platform Mira used to execute him from time to time. Maybe, if he loses It definitely, and ends up leaving more than his heart behind, he can find a new body in one of the flowers of the White Queen’s garden. One day she’d pick him up, gently squeezing the stem that kept him chained to the ground, to free him and carry him in her palms inside the castle so he can wither away while looking at her. The White Queen. Someone worth losing his sanity over. 

“I don’t want the White Queen to think she’s only worth seven beheadings, though. It’s just this stupid body of mine that won’t allow for more. I don’t want to stop, but it’s telling me to. My own body, trying to command me! My brain, failing me! And—and I don’t want to!” he says, even as his voice breaks and his breathing quickens. His hands are probably shaking too, but he’s decided he’s not on speaking terms with his body until it becomes more cooperative, and therefore, he won’t give it the pleasure of acknowledging it. “I wouldn’t lie to you, you know how the saying goes, jailbirds of the same feather…” he realises he’s the one that does not know how the saying goes, and hurriedly adds “something together. But I don’t want to quit.” 

Surprisingly, this is what makes Unmei the Sense Maker open her mouth again and speak. Perhaps she’s been hearing his thoughts this whole time, or perhaps he’s accidentally been saying them out loud, because she seems empathetic, as if she’s familiar with the sentiment the King of Hearts can’t put into words. Perhaps she dreads a similar ending than the one she can see in front of her right now, perhaps the King of Hearts’ pathetic disposition has moved something within her; whatever the reason, where he expected scorn or another rant about Mordor Gentamicin Feels, she says: 

"You can fail, that's okay. It's the best you can do under the circumstances."

[soggykookiesandcream]

𝐵𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 - 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒱𝐼𝐼𝐼

"My lord!" the crow says, "She's out with a man!"

"What!" Taehyung asks, "We have to go. NOW!"

And now, he was here. On a table away from yours spying on you. 

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Taehyung's POV

"Joonie!" she jumps in excitement and hugs him.

Why is she hugging him? I started clenching my jaws.

"Yunnnna!" He lifts her up while hugging her. No... He can't do that. I will get rid of him. She's my dear ONLY.

"Aaaah" she screams when he spins her around. I was almost got up to tear her away from him thinking she got hurt. I can't let her get hurt. She's mine. Fully mine to love, touch, hurt and whatever. I will never hurt her though. I will wipe the entire humanity if I have to.

He suddenly brought his hands below her knees, lifted her up and made her sit on a chair. I couldn't control my anger. But I have to. My dear won't like it if I act crazy in the public.

"Woah!" She laughs. Why are you laughing with him, dear? Am I not good enough? You tried to push me away in the club. I felt hurt... I will make you laugh and smile every single day. I will bring you everything you ask for. I will place you above everyone. I will make you my queen.

"Anything for a princess," Namjoon smiles. She is not your princess! She is my queen and only my queen.

"Stooppp!" She says and covers her face.  

Namjoon chuckles, "How was your holiday?"

"It was good!" She sits up, "I spent a lot of time with Jungkook too."

"That's good," his voice falls, "Do you not want to spend time with me?"

Yes, you lily-livered prick! She need not spend any time with you.

"No!" She screams in shock, "I mean yes! I want to."

Namjoon smiles, "Something has been on my mind lately."

"What is that?" She asks as I keep my ears sharp to hear what it is about.

"Us," Namjoon says, "About us."

I clench my fists in anger. I am definitely getting rid of this man. He is trying to take away my dear.

"Oh," she says concentrating.

"I want us to be more than friends now," Namjoon explains, "I know we agreed upon getting together once we're all settled. But I can't wait anymore. I want to love you and want to be loved by you. I want us to be happy and cuddly like how you always said you wanted your future boyfriend to be. I might not be the perfect boyfriend but please let me in and become perfect for you. I will love you with all of me and I will love everything of yours, your pretty and ugly."

I get up to pull him out of the chair and thrash him on the floor but suddenly she yells a 'yes' hugs him.

"I really like you," Namjoon corrects himself, "Nah! I really love you."

"I love you too," she says and kisses his cheek and dimple, "I really love your dimples too."

No...

I won't kill him. I will use him to get me what I want - my dear.

After Namjoon dropped her back home and started walking to... wherever he's going, I started following him silently. I follow him for a while till he hears my footsteps realizes that I am following him. 

"You want something, Mister?" He asks me.

"Yes," I reply, "I want my dear."

"Your dear?" He questions me.

"Yes," I answer with a smirk, "and you will get me to her."

"Wha-" He couldn't complete. I knocked him out and teleported. 

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Namjoon's POV

She finally accepted me... I was smiling and holding hands with her all the way back to her house. We were swinging our hands like smalls kids. In between, she would also link our arms and cling onto my arms. I loved it. I loved every single gesture of hers. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. 

When we reached her house's doorstep, she put her arms around my neck and pecked my lips. I was shocked but kissed her back instead. I thought she would push me but she kissed me back. And that was enough for me. I was in heaven. 

I was walking home back when I heard constant footsteps behind me. At first, I ignored it but the footsteps weren't going away so I turned back. I saw a man staring right at me.

"You want something, Mister?" I ask him.

"Yes," he replies, "I want my dear."

Dear? At least give me a name bruh... How can I know who 'dear' is? There are several dears in this world.

"Your dear?" I question him.

"Yes," he answers with a smirk, "and you will get me to her."

What the hell?

"Wha-" I couldn't complete. I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and blackness covered me.

I woke up with a throbbing ache at the back of my head. I rub my eyes and look around to see the same man who wanted his 'dear'. I also noticed that we were in a really old house whose walls were made of mud.

"W-who are you?" I ask him.

"Yes," the man says, "let's start with introductions."

"I am Kim Taehyung, the rightful heir to Luxon. Also, the god of souls." He starts explaining, "My lover, my dear was murdered by my father, the king at that time when she was pregnant with my child. I couldn't live without my dear so I asked a witch to cast me a spell and kill me so that I can wake up when my dear reincarnates." 

"And who is this dear?" I ask him although I have a guess that it's Yuna.

"My Yunahet," he says with affectionate eyes, "Min Yuna."

"Yunahet?" I ask.

"Yes, Yunahet," he confirms, "Her name in her past life was Yunahet."

"Why didn't you wake up when she was born then?" I ask him.

"Oh," he says, "the spell had a flaw. The flaw made it so that I would wake up only if she comes near me or learns about me."

Oh, so Yuna went near him and learnt about him... She shouldn't have.

"Oh..." I reply, "What do you want from me though..." 

I'm pretty sure he wants to kill me. 

"I saw you kiss my dear. She is mine and only mine," Oh boy I am going to die, I thought to myself. "And I won't let anyone take her away," he finishes.

"Are you going to kill me then?" I ask. I don't want to die. I want to live with Yuna. I've loved her for so long. I can't believe I'm going to die before I can actually love and care for her.

"No," he laughs, "but you are going to get her to me so I can have her." 

"Why? Don't you have powers? Can't you get her here in the snap of a finger?" I ask, "And by the way, I will never betray Yuna. So don't expect me to do it."

"Oh," he chuckles, "I can get her here like that but that's no fun. I want her to hate you for doing that. I want her to love me and only me."

"Too bad," I smirk, "she loves a lot of people. And you will never be one of them."

"Is that so?" He raises his eyebrow, "I will take your soul and you will forever be my slave. I can make you do whatever I want you to do."

"We should have never explored your fucking pyramid," I chuckle. Might as well as annoy him before I get enslaved by him, "Such a weak, stupid and fragile pyramid. Heir to the throne you say? Then why doesn't your pyramid display the standards?"

"As I told you," he explains with an angry face, "I was mummified by a witch who wasn't capable of constructing pyramids of high standards."

"Wait a minute..." I realize something, "Why the hell do you look Asian, dude?"

"It's a long story," he smirks, "But I have no time for it."

"Wait-" I couldn't finish. He put his hand on my forehead and I was blacked out.

1410 words

[guhamun]

@caemthe said (inbox):

[ for masamune ] "Oh? To think there would come the day in which you required my aid." The Demon King smiled, amused seeing the weakened state of their dear 'ally'. They were carrying the unconscious mage over a shoulder, unbothered by their retainer's insolence as it had indeed been a tough battle with various casualties. "Unfortunately I can't carry you so you'll have to stand on your own, but since I, Oda Nobunaga, am such a magnanimous being..." The Avenger materialized one of their golden skull cups and allowed their own blood to fill it. "Ah, but you wouldn't wish to be in debt with the Demon King, yes? Then, as payment for my benevolence..." They gave no further warning before slipping their fingers under Masamune's eyepatch to push the fabric out of the way. Then they leaned down and licked the man's blind eye. "I'll be taking my dear retainer to their tent and once they wake up, we'll be discussing new strategies. Do not make me wait."

     MASAMUNE LOVED CHALLENGES, BUT the monster he had battled was far stronger than he had initially assumed. Arrogance was the real reason for why he was currently struggling to stay on his toes, the young lord too proud to allow his knees to touch the ground in the presence of a certain Demon King. ❝Shut up… I don’t need…your help.❞ He shot them a glare, words dripping with venom as his single eye glared intensely in their direction. However, as they approached, as much as he willed his hand that still firmly gripped the hilt of his blade to move, to slice that pristine cheek on the other’s face just to mar it in all its inhumane imperfection, his body was far too exhausted to put up much of a resistance. If he tried to strike them, they would just laugh and infuriate him all the more. Besides… His attention shifted to their Master, the poor mage passed out from overexerting themselves as well. If there was one thing he appreciated about them, it was the fact that they were willing to be on the battlefield with their Servants rather than hiding behind something or giving orders in the distance.

     A good retainer.

     ❝Stop talking and leave already.❞ He would get back to camp on his own without the other’s unwanted assistance. If he were to ever meet any of his retainers somehow, they’d be appalled to know that he accepted anything from this grotesque excuse of a person. Masamune made a face when they summoned one of those tacky skull cups of theirs, blood filling its gleaming surface and tainting what splendor could be beheld of it. Gross. Deciding they weren’t worth his attention anymore, Masamune had intended on ignoring them so they would be on their way…at least until they moved even closer than before, causing him to nearly stumble in his attempt to intercept whatever it was that they were planning. His one eye widened when his eyepatch was casually moved aside, closed eye, or flesh where an eye used to be, that was normally out of sight out of mind soon licked the way one would their favorite flavor of ice cream. It repelled him, Masamune instantly recoiling and stumbling so far back that he couldn’t keep his balance this time and fell back upon the ground.

     Tearing eyepatch completely from his face, he lifted his hand and rubbed at where he could still feel the warm, wet drag of Nobunaga’s tongue and scrubbed as hard as he could just to get rid of that unwanted sensation. His injuries screamed at him, and oh how he felt it all profoundly, but this was just -- he could not believe---! ❝DISGUSTING! I’ll cut that tongue out of your mouth!❞ Well at least he still had enough energy to want to commit murder and bellow with such strength that all the birds must have fled the area in terror. How dare they, how dare they---!!

[mosstafavie]

the man you love preens at my praise

he has the forbidden fruit under his gaze

how much longer before he steps inside my maze?

his undeveloped brain stuck in a haze

tell me why doesn't your anger raise?

when your image gives chase

to all temptations, setting them ablaze

why don't you answer my call?

as I was the one who took the fall

as I gave you my all

both devotion and fear

how is it Adam who you hold dear?

can't you see how his sickness is severe?

and how his flawed tainted voice is not sincere?

if his disgusting shortcomings were flickering lights

I could build Heaven's biggest chandelier

look how cruel and basic are his fights

his presence fouls even the atmosphere

even eve wants to take flight

as the sight of him reappears

there is no need for eyes with much might

to see how his virtue disappears

I saw you as benevolent lord of lights

yet your esteemed creation's fault is clear

as he ravages with delight

and I watch with disdain how he turns the gear

what else should I do ? so you answer

to what other whim should I bend like a dancer

what other way I can serve?

so you tell me of your grand plan

the way you used to before all this began

tell me before I become a madman

your silence tears me apart

there isn't much time left before my rebellions start

if I lose your blessing as I depart

I will make it a work of art

for it is only your presence that I desire

words nomatter laced with what will set me on fire

as I tie you to the name of my empire

I wasn't like others your subject

I cherish you , it's your attention I try to collect

if my whole existence is incorrect

I shall burn for eternity just so I can reconnect

with you as my old lover , wheather you protect

me or drown me in neglect

and regard me as a failed project

I shall waite every morning and pray

I know you never abandoned me away

give me a sign that one day

I will once again be your lamb,not a stray

I am your morning star's ray

I never left your way

then break the silence and say

that one promised blessed day

you finally see me as I am and may

even get rid of that statue of clay

I don't care if it's millenas later

or if it will happen today

tell me we shall become one again, like the morning of yesterday

[measuringbliss]

Spider-Man Read-Through 074 Octopus and Owl (SSM 72-77)

MASTERPOST

I'm gonna watch TASM 2 in theaters later today and I'm excited. I've never seen it on the big screen!

Anyway.

Today, we get to see more of Doc Ock (?), the Owl (who even is that?) and some much-needed conclusion to the soap side of things.

A long-time coming indeed!

The first issue of this post has a really cool cover.

So our story begins at a super-villain fan-club. *snickers* They mention that Doc Ock broke out of prison, and the Ock wannabe wants to party to celebrate. Frustrated by his friend's mockery of Ock, the Ock wannabe, Ollie, goes out in the night to join his idol. Methinks the kid has a crush.

Meanwhile, Peter goes home and finds that he's been robbed! He quickly catches up to the robbers, but then a police alarm leads him to another robbery. What an eventful night! Turns out the Ock wannabe stole comics. He later breaks in a toy store and accidentally knocks out the guard. Frightened, he calls for his mom.

A thought comes to me. This issue's called "Waiting for Octopus". It's a reference to "Waiting for Godot"... so I'll assume Octopus won't actually appear in this issue.

Anyway, Spidey stumbles upon the Ock wannabe and they "fight".

This is wild, but I like it! It leads to creative panels, just like when Mysterio gets involved. Then Spidey acts overdramatic.

Yeah, sure, you almost killed him... when you dodged dumbbells?

Ollie goes back to his parents and seems like a changed man. In secret, he's working on another project... web fluid! Oh boy.

Ock does appear (on the first page too, but I'd forgotten about that). He's a bit confused, but oh well.

Meanwhile, Debra's at her therapist and says she can't distinguish dreams from reality. Alright... sure.

Same.

I wish Ollie had met Ock, it could have been interesting.

#73 time!

Okay, this is a good start.

That guy is Bailey Kuklin, Debra's psychiatrist who appeared last issue. Finally, FINALLY, someone confronts Peter about his treatment of Debra.

I'd argue he's more than "partially responsible".

So Bailey suggests that Peter fakes being Spider-Man to convince Debra that she's delulu.

Look, Peter, this is your opportunity to stop acting like a jerkass.

Robbie calls Peter at that moment and says Boomerang comes up before the grand jury today (see, uh, whatever previous post Boomerang was in). Would be nice to have some pictures. Peter's very happy to have a reason not to think about Debra.

The one constant is that Peter's always fine as fuck.

Boomerang tries to leave his trial but Spidey quickly intervenes. He notices that three men tried to make Boomerang escape, and puts a tracer on them.

So... the Owl and Ock are at a meeting. The Owl wanted to free Boomerang to get his intel on the Kingpin. He wants to take over New York City! Ock doesn't want a partner though. And then Spidey gets there as well, and a fight starts, because when Spidey gets there, his ennemies usually agree to fight together to get rid of him.

(Give me the soap! Where's the soap?!)

Them being in a science museum gives way to a nice fight, some panels are really beautiful.

Ock leaves, because he really can't be bothered to deal with our two idiots.

The Owl gets away too, and for Peter, there's only one thing left to do...

So... 74 time!

Peter listens in on Debra's session with her psychiatrist, then is upset when the latter asks him again to act as Spider-Man.

SEE, THIS IS YOUR ISSUE RIGHT THERE!

Spider-Man IS a soap opera. It is! And that component has been missing ever since Conway left. Dear Lord, Bill Mantlo, don't think yourself so above this!

Now, Peter's right in that Debra doesn't need to be gaslit further, but still.

Leaving the office, Spidey doesn't notice a shadowy lady following him... No, his attention is turned toward Ock and the Owl's goons fighting each other. The Owl flies away with a plot-relevant object.

At ESU, Peter asks the dean about Debra. The dean tells him he actually hired Debra right after she left the hospital, and suggests Peter asks Biff Rifkin about his time with Debra in college.

Meanwhile, Ock and the Kingpin are having a tête-à-tête.

For a moment, the Kingpin laughs. He'd planned this already and replaced that thing with a fake. Then someone else snatches it hahaha.

At the health spa where Biff works, Peter talks to him to show how masculine and straight he is in this hormone-fueled environment.

So turns out Debra was abused by her ex-husband, Mark Whitman. Biff rescued her!

I need to see the real Biff, because that character is increasingly interesting. (And that pose is very gay.)

Finally, we get backstory. See what that gave us? I'm already much more interested in Biff and Debra!

Ock and the Owl briefly fight but we don't care about that. I'm getting my soap fix, and I'm enjoying it!

Debra's at home, "talking to her stuffed animal", which is supposed to be weird, but that doesn't strike me as particularly scary.

She has a Snoopy and a teddy bear, she's alright in my book!

Spidey gives his true identity to Debra...

This is a beautiful panel, I love it.

Debra's in shock, then she starts to laugh. She thanks Peter for putting on this masquerade for her.

HAHAHAHA OH GOD. There's absolutely nothing good in this panel. Too many issues! Oh Lord. No, Debra, no! The best friend you've ever had?!

The next day, Debra leaves for the Midwest to resolve her past, before she can move on.

I can't with these two (but Peter looks very comfy, I love that outfit).

And with Debra out of the picture (until, at least, a quick apparition during Civil War that will vindicate her), Black Cat comes back.

On one hand, I really enjoyed this issue for the amount of soap it provided me, but on the other hand, that resolution absolutely stunk.

Our friend Bell Lectar is oddly more enthuastic than me:

I feel like Peter does have good development in this issue, but it comes crashing down near the end when he just lets her believe that he masqueraded.

Anyway, it's a few days later, I watched TASM2 in theaters, it was great, now let's finish this and then meet the Hobgoblin next post.

SSM 75!

Spidey's relieved that Black Cat's alive, and he immediately kisses her, like, the same day he kissed Debra. Our man gets around!

Felicia asks for another kiss but Spidey's immediately like "Hey, i'm still shocked you're alive, give me a break". Weird timing, but sure!

So how did Felicia survive?

HAHAHAHAHAHA. Sorry, I actually burst out laughing when I saw her removing the web to show her underwear to the reader.

I can imagine Roger Stern turning a wheel for each step: "So Black Cat... got naked... but people caught her... and she met... Doc Ock!"

At least it's a fun way to tie her return to the ongoing arc.

So of course, Felicia reveals she stole the real device that can destroy the city, and Spidey's like, "Well, I've got no other lady so YOLO" (sure, Debra literally left hours ago, but it's not like she mattered very much, did she?) even though he takes the time to remind us for the umpteenth time that he has exams and should study and that this time, really, he'll be in trouble if he doesn't succeed.

I don't think we've seen Peter succeed at a single exam, folks.

She's hilarious. And I love their relationship, I love me some angst men.

They're about to get to some sexy times when Ock barges him, captures Felicia and offers an ultimatum to Spidey: the activator to get her back! Ock's particularly pissed that Felicia "abused his hospitality" hahaha

He becomes even more pissed when Spidey calls Felicia "my lady", but Felicia loves that so much she slips from Ock's tentacles.

There's a really great fight scene, but Ock escapes with Felicia. Spidey then barges in on the Kingpin, who accepts to answer Spidey's questions because he's afraid of Octopus. Surprising, but nice!

He notably says that he's already reallocating his resources. He's terrified!

Really cool panel.

In the end, Spidey saves the day. It's a really cool fight, and a really cool issue. Also, it's almost 40 pages, which is insane.

In #76, peace, uh, doesn't last long.

At all.

I really like her expression on the right, in the penultimate panel. This is really good. I love this. Oof. It's painful.

But Black Cat also cheated death many times already.

Spidey throws Doc Ock (who's responsible)'s arms in the ocean and takes BC to a hospital.

When the sun rises, it seems like BC will be alright, but then Spidey remembers he has EXAMS. He's almost late at it, and it's clear once again that Peter has ADHD. Issues with discipline, you say? Yup.

Look, it's time for the side character's cameo of the week! Isn't that nice?

As soon as he finishes the exam, Peter rushes back to the hospital, where he sees... Captain DeWolff. She's bringing amnesty papers for Felicia, yay!

And Felicia wakes up.

Doc Ock too, and he's determined to make her and Spidey pay.

In #77, Ock goes to the hospital and warns Spidey that they'll die 24 hours later. Okay dude. The Captain's still here and insists that Spidey should call her Jean. That's lovely, I'm just getting worried because I know her name thanks to a popular storyline, and I don't doubt that it's coming soon...

I expected the Doc Ock storyline to conclude there, but instead, Spidey stumbles upon thieves and the Gladiator. They have a really cool interaction that, while it's definitely here to stall for time, makes for a solid issue. I loved it.

If you're curious, Bell Lectar is overjoyed at Peter's recent development and has regained faith in the magazine, yay!

Now: let's see the famed Hobgoblin!

[evonnagale]

Hoping for some motivation to write, gonna try @kedreeva 's WIP Wednesday challenge (original here)

For those who want them fast, here's the rules:

Post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

(I accidentally inserted a poll trying to do bullet points, and I can't figure out how to get rid of it, so here, have a poll:)

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We're posting progress here. If you haven't made any, go make some and come back to post.

After you've posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file.

That's it! You can invite others to join in or just post.

If you're reading this, you're invited!

Because most of my stuff starts out handwritten, I was given the direction to describe each notebook, so here are my 5:

Purple Composition

Green Composition

Remarkable Views of Bridges

One Thousand Pictures of the Ocean

Tiny Orange Composition

And here is my snippet (it is.. long, but I can't bear to break it up):

After the long day he's had, Rupert is grateful to make it up to his rooms unaccosted by any of the servants or staff. Jefferson appears to have taken his word that he wouldn't want help tonight and Rupert lets out a sigh as he opens the door to his rooms. He's halfway to the fire to grab a light for the lamp when he hears the soft sobs coming from his bed. "Izzy?" He hears a muffled affirmation. He sets about quickly to light the lamp on the bedside, and in its light can see his wife with her face buried in a pillow. He lays his hand on her back, concerned. "I thought you were staying with Ruby tonight, dear." Her response is still muffled, but might have possibly contained the word 'fight'. It must have been quite the spat, he thinks to himself, as I've never seen Ruby leave her hair in such a state. He sits by her side and smooths his hand over her back, waiting for the renewed sobs to die down and putting his thoughts in order. After a few moments she turns her face to him, and he can see she's been at this a while. Her voice is still choked, but she manages to get words out, trying to explain.

"We had a fight-and it's stupid- and I *know* she's right, I just- I don't know how to make things better. She says she's hurting now, but- but I can't imagine trying to- it won't be any better. They'll eat her alive."

"Breathe, dearest." He pulls out his handkerchief and sets to gently drying her face. "We'll figure something out- tomorrow." He gives her the handkerchief to blow her nose with, and notices her dress hanging over one of his chairs. "Did you get yourself ready for bed?" That would probably explain the hair.

She nods merosely. "Do you know how hard it is to get out of clothes when all the buttons are on the back? Or do a braid when you can't see it?" She pulls her knees up under the duvet and hugs them. "My arms hurt so badly by the end, but I-" He waits for her to go on, but as the pause stretches longer he concedes that she's not willing to finish that thought.

"I could redo the braid for you, if you'd like?"

She makes a sad little noise that might have been a scoff, or a poor attempt at a laugh. "Do you know how to braid hair?"

"It can't be that hard if I can see what I'm doing."

"I don't have my comb here."

"I can go fetch it."

She lets out a sigh, and he can see some of the tension drain out of her. "Alright."

He gives her arm a quick squeeze of reassurance before heading out the door and down the hall to her rooms. He gently knocks on the door and is greeted with a biting "What?" He opens the door so that Ruby can see him, but doesn't cross the threshold. She's sitting at the vanity, just finishing tying off her hair. "My Lord." She sounds as if every letter pains her to speak.

"Ruby." He sighs. "May I come in?" A sharp jerk of her head is her answer, and she turns back to the vanity as the door clicks shut.

"What do you need, Rupert?" She sounds so, very, tired, but at least she's using his name again.

"Izzy tried to do her own hair-" a snort inturups him "-and I was hoping to grab her comb so I could fix it."

"Do you even know how to braid hair?" He can't help the grin that spreads across his face at how similar they are sometimes.

"Not well," he admits. "But at least I'm able to see when entire sections are loose."

She lets out a soft laugh and pulls her braid over her shoulder. "Come here, I'll walk you through it." He moves to stand behind her and can see that she's undoing the end of her braid.

"Are you sure?" They had both hinted rather heavily at Ruby's preferences, and he wasn't sure how far that extended. He'd certainly known men who wouldn't touch their sisters, let alone any other women.

"Best be sure you actually fix it, rather than make it a different flavor of worse." He watched her run her fingers through the braid, deftly undoing the work she had just finished, and waited for the silence to break. She got as far as roughly parting her hair and grasping the comb before the silence broke, she clutching the comb close to herself instead of giving it to him. "What did she say?"

He reached out and gently rested his hands on her arms, trying to give her some reassurance. "She said you two had a fight, and that she could see where you were coming from, but not a way to fix things that wouldn't end up worse than the way things are now." She took a slow deep breath and sighed it out, finally handing him the comb.

"That's about the gist of it. Take the wide end and start from the bottom and work up."

After a few passes he realized something. "Why take so much extra work to start from the bottom? The ends will have been combed at least a hundred times by the time you're done, surely."

Ruby made a little affirming noise. "But I promise you, if you tried to start from the top- even with my hair that had just been nicely ready for bed- you'd have quickly made quite the knot and one of us would be crying. Starting from the bottom let's you work all the little snarls out, instead of letting them merge into a large one half way down."

[He asks about the substance of the argument, and they chat about that while also getting her hair braided. She shows him how to tie the end off, and he tucks the comb and a hair tie into his pocket]

"Thank you for telling me. And for the lesson."

"You're very welcome for the lesson. Maybe from now on *you* can deal with her unruly hair after you've made a rats nest of it."

"That seems entirely reasonable to me." He gently pulls her into a hug, as he would any of his sisters, and places a chaste kiss to her forehead as he's seen her do for Izzy. He's not entirely surprised when she freezes, though he refuses to call that other emotion he feels disappointment. He had hoped they were friendly enough for a casual fairwell. Still, he opens his arms and waits for her to move away. It takes her a moment to gather herself, and when she does pull back she seems to be unable to look him in the face.

"Don't mind me." She caches his hands as they droop back to his sides and gives them a squeeze. "Thank you for listening." Another, longer squeeze and she lets go, looking at him again. "Have a good night, Rupert."

He manages a smile. "Have a good night, Ruby."

[fool-who-dreams]

can the universe make a mistake?

Part 2: 

Y/n tries to ignore Peter, hoping that it would make her feelings go away. Will he find an explanation for it?

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You were torn between the urge to cry out of joy for having finally found a hint towards the love of your life, and the atrocious knot in your stomach for knowing exactly who it was.

"Hey, you alright?" Peter asked as he approached you at your locker. 

"Yeah." You answered confidently. Nothing was going to rip the smile off your face.

"You seem happier than usual." Ned stated as he approached the two of you, leaning against the closed locker besides Peter's.

"Did- did something happen?" Your best friend asked, smiling back at your contagious joy. When his eyes sparkled, a thousand butterflies started to gather in your stomach.

'Damn it' you though. 'I've gotta get over him this time.'

"No..." You said trying to suppress your smile.

"Mind if I don't believe you?" He chuckled amused.

"Absolutely not." You insisted, believing it was for the best to leave out the fact that you had met your soulmate, who was none other than Spiderman himself. "You on the other hand, seem rather nervous. Any tests today?" You asked, noticing his unusual behavior.

It wasn't rare for Peter to be nervous, to stutter or to lack confidence but he was never like that around you.

"Yeah!" He exclaimed a little too soon. "I'm sorry, yeah I got a couple tests coming up and I'm concerned for that. No other reason. Just tests." He let out a nervous laugh.

"Alright..." You furrowed your brows, obviously not believing a single word that came out of his mouth. "Good luck for your tests, then. I'll see you at Decathlon?" You asked before closing your locker and turning around to face him.

"Yeah, later." Peter smiled goofily before awkwardly waving at you. "Wait!" He called, causing you to turn around after just a few steps.

"Yes?"

"Would you perhaps like to- I don't know, do something together let's say- in the afternoon?"

"Like get an ice cream or watch a movie marathon sort-of-thing?"

"Yeah, it's been a while since we watched something." He scratched the back of his neck.

In a regular situation you would have accepted in a heartbeat. You would have thrown on your best outfit and gotten ready for hours just to feel confident enough so that you could be around the boy without blushing at every smile he sent your way. But things had to change.

"I'm sorry Pete, I can't today. Maybe next time?" You asked as an apologetic smile found its place on your face and a river of guilt washed all over you. It was for the best to take some space.

"Yeah, sure, no problem. Definitely next time."

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"Have you guys seen Spiderman and Mirage on the news?" Liz rushed into the Decathlon training room holding her phone up towards you all, smiling widely.

"No, what happened?" Peter asked, leaning his head on the shoulder of the person next to him, who happened to be you. The butterflies in you stomach were raging. It didn't seem fair to you: you had to get rid of those feelings and having Peter anywhere near you wouldn't help.

You abruptly stood up causing Peter to almost fall off his chair and dart towards you a confused expression before gaining back his balance.

You walked towards Liz, taking the phone off her hands to look at the video on the screen.

"Wow, they really took that dude down" Flash commented. 

"So what are they like a duo now?" You asked, trying to cover up the fact that you perfectly knew the answer. 

"I hope so." Liz replied, plopping in the now empty chair next to Peter. "Ugh, I'm so jealous of her!"

"What, why? I bet fighting off criminals and hanging for dear life off a rooftop every night isn't exactly the dream." You joked.

As always, you were trying to remain neutral or slightly against the idea of being s superhero when you were around people, just to keep it low-key, because Lord knew how much you loved it.

"But there's so much more to it! It's about helping people, fighting crime, bringing back order to the city!" Another girl, Isabelle, chimed in.

"Besides, imagine spending every night hanging out with Spiderman!" Liz affirmed as she giggled. 

You couldn't explain exactly what happened in that moment but you felt slightly angry at her words, jealous even. He was your soulmate, even if you weren't sure he knew it yet.

"He saved me once." You blurted out. Peter's head, as well as everyone else's, shot up in your direction and before you could control what you were saying, words started flowing out of your mouth.

"He's really sweet, funny and kind, and he didn't sound old, he's more of a boy than he is a "man". I bet he's cute, too." You chuckled at the thought of you spending the rest of your life with someone you couldn't even give a face to.

Looking back at Liz, you noticed her dreamy eyes. Also, your eye immediately caught Peter's face, redder then ever. He looked like he could burst in flames any moment, probably due to the girl's head on his shoulder.

'So it's Liz' you thought. 'His soulmate, I mean. You don't just blush like that for anyone, do you?'

"Can we just get started on practice?" Your best friend MJ asked. You thanked Heaven for sending down someone like her, always ready to save the day as if she could read your thoughts.

"Yes please." You ran to your place, ready to focus on anything but him.

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"You came back." Spiderman stated with a cocky tone as he smirked slightly, or so you assumed. He didn't even turn around, he just heard your steps approach from behind. But then again, that's amongst the perks of being half spider.

"I always make the right call." You replied. "So, how's tonight?"

"Quiet." He replied.

"I like quiet."

"Yeah, same." He looked at you once you took a seat next to him. "So, what's up?"

"Same old life."

"Which is...?" He chuckled. He knew nothing about you and you knew nothing about him - for as far as you were concerned - and no matter how much you wanted for them to drastically change, things had to stay that way.

"Which is my business. For now."

"Allow me to change your mind, then."

"You could never." You chuckled. "I'm way too stubborn."

"See? I know something else about you now, you're stubborn." He said proudly, making you playfully roll your eyes. 

"Now you'll have to tell me something about you, though."

"Nope, I worked my piece of information out of you myself, I can't just give mine away!" He joked.

"Well, I know you're half a spider. That's a lot already, isn't it?"

"It sure is, Sherlock. Now, you ready?" Spiderman asked, standing up suddenly.

"For what?" You frowned due to the sudden movement.

He simply pointed towards the street beneath you where a man was running with a purse and a bunch of other valuables in his hands.

"Oh, well." You replied, getting up as well. "We might make a good team."

"Let's test it out then, shall we?" He asked before swinging away, followed by you.

After taking down a bunch of bad guys that both of you could have easily taken down on your own in twice the time, you found yourselves talking and laughing about nothing for the rest of the night.

In no time you started wandering what his features were like, what colors his hair, eyes and skin were, wether he resembled at all the charming prince you were so in love with.

You started wondering if he knew you were his soulmate already, and you couldn't wait for the right time to tell him. You would have liked to get into the topic of soulmates with him, but you didn't want to push it right away. You would be seeing him again the day after, and the day after that, and the day after that, and so on for a long time. You were partners now.

You had started to like the boy's company, although you were more of a loner, usually.

"So...same roof same time from now on?" He asked standing up and ready to disappear.

"Same roof same time from now on." You smiled watching him leave.

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The more the days went by, the more you learnt to appreciate the Spider-Boy, his humor, his confidence, his kindness and care for others.

It had been two weeks from your first encounter. Two weeks in which, every night, you had met your newfound supposed soulmate. You teased and joked and he seemed to flirt back at times, which made your stomach start to fill with butterflies.

Two weeks. That wasn't enough to just break the news to him. Especially since he didn't seem like he knew about it, maybe he yet had to get his mark, or maybe he was waiting for you to make the first move. What? No, that was impossible! Spiderman had so much confidence that if he had sold half of it, he'd have been richer than Mr. Stark in less than a week.

Either way you'd talk to him about it soon, you decided.

You hadn't forgotten about Peter, nor had your feelings gone away, but you had managed to keep your distance from him as much as you could. Constantly ditching him and inventing last time excuses had started to hurt you as much as you guessed it was hurting the boy.

He wasn't easy on his schedule either, though. Between his internship and schoolwork you felt really bad for standing him up anytime he tried to dedicate that little spare time he had to you and Ned.

Sometimes it was the truth, your superhero dues kicked in a couple of times, but for the rest of it you just preferred to be alone with your thoughts.

You felt horrible, though. It wasn't Peter's fault and you never meant to hurt him or lose him but this whole thing had been consuming you for the past two hears and if you didn't do anything about it you knew it'd have hurt you, Peter and your soulmate.

"Hey girl!" MJ cheered, approaching you while you walked towards the exit of the school. "You still up for today?"

"Totally, I can't wait!" You replied, thinking of the plans you and your friend made to stay in and have a girls' day. You were planning on telling her your secret today. Well, not the fact that you were her, just the fact that Spiderman himself was your soulmate.

"I'll talk to you later!" You waved, watching the girl turn the corner as you parted your ways.

"What's today?" A familiar voice asked from behind you, making you jump a little.

"Hey, Pete." Your body stiffed and your voice got a little colder, not daring to turn around or look at him in the eyes. "We were just making plans for later." 

"Making plans for later?" He asked in disbelief, making you divert your gaze towards his fallen smile. "Are you serious now?" Anger started dripping from his voice.

"Are you okay?" You asked, a little concerned by his sudden change of mood.

"I'm glad you are able to find some time for your friends." 

"We're just going to spend a couple of hours together, it's really not a big deal, Pete" You smiled out of guilt, knowing exactly why he reacted that way. But it was something you had prevented, and it was necessary.

"Guess who else would want to spend a couple of hours with you? Yes, the same person who has been trying to make plans with you for the past two weeks and whom you keep ignoring for no apparent reason!" He didn't hold back. "Did I do something wrong that you don't have the guts to point out?"

"What, no! You didn't do anything wrong, it's just-"

"Just what? There must be a reason, and I feel like I deserve to know it." He cut you off.

You stayed silent, trying to hold back the tears of sadness and guilt that were building up in your eyes.

"Whatever I did, I just want to fix it." Peter added taking a step towards you, his voice sweetening.

"I- I wish I could tell you, I really do."

"You know what?" He let out a bitter chuckle. "It's not even worth trying, to be honest. I'm really tired of being the only one who makes an effort here." He spat before turning around and taking an alternative yet longer road to his house.

"Peter wait!" You tried to run beside him but he completely ignored you. "Peter slow down!"

"Oh, now you want to talk to me?" He asked sarcastically. "I went this way for a reason, I want to be alone."

"But- we always walk home together" You argued weakly while tears threatened to spill from your eyes.

"Really? Where have you been in the past two weeks then?"

The warm drops made their way towards your chin. You couldn't tell him your secret, you couldn't just lay on him the fact that you were a superhero who fought crime with her soulmate whom she didn't love, and who possibly didn't love her.

That should have been the plot of a movie, not the story of your life.

"I thought so." He breathed out before starting to walk away again. Soon he disappeared behind a corner, leaving you in the middle of the sidewalk, crying and regretting everything you had done.

He was the best person you had ever met. He didn't deserve any of what happened to him. Maybe not having you around would have been for the best. It would allow you to move on. It would lead him to the life he deserved.

And even though you couldn't imagine your life without him, this wasn't the time to be selfish. Peter would never do it to you if it were the other way around.

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[theredsuzuran]

Yandere Muzan x Reader

I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors, also for my crappy writing I hope It does not bore you lol. Slight mention of gore

It was the time of summer

A multitude of people hovering over one another in the vast space of the lively Asakusa city occupying the streets like tiny ants. Unfortunately it was same monotonous sight for kibutsuji Muzan progenitor of the morbid demon race, who seems to be roaming around uninterestingly looking for a suitable prey to hunt. The fleeting lives of mortals, their compassion, happiness, sorrow, pain held no value to him. They are pests who belong in the dirt or beneath his feet, inferior compare to a perfect being like himself. Nothing more than a tool that he won't hesitate to discard after his desires are fulfilled. All of a sudden his gaze felt upon a petite figure near a tailor shop, a large number of people gathering around her.

What's the matter, mister? Muzan inquired to a man next to him.

"if you are new definitely try her kimonos, now make way" the man said quickly as he rushed to the shop pushing all the people away. He was interested to know what the deal was about so he decided to stay for a while hoping it's worth the wait.

After a long delay muzan finally got the chance to view the women. As their eyes locked the dazzling city lights broader than the day itself felt dull in comparison for a moment, the once monochromatic world seems to change vibrantly with her luminous presence, As if goddess Amaterasu, the diety of sun herself have ascended from the heaven into the mortal realm. The demon lord stood there mesmerized by her breathtaking beauty, how can someone so close to perfection exist alongside those barbarians.

"How can I help you mister?" She questioned politely with her soft vocal. His endless thoughts were interrupted breaking the silence.

"Show me your kimonos"

And so his obsession started..

Days passed since his last encounter with the woman. He have come across numerous marvelous humans in everlasting lengthy life but never have his ruby eyes caught a glimpse of someone as alluring as her. The girl possesses an unique aura that differentiated her from the rest of the crowd, able to draw attention from the cold hearted creator of cannibalistic demons. At first muzan was just curious to know about that woman, possibly persuade her to become one of his underling because of the potentials she may carry. He frequently begun to visit her shop to but or sew different fabrics. Gaining basic information, like her name, likes and dislikes, etc. Her grandfather owned the tailor shop which sold finest quality garments from the beginning and were highly respected for their excellent tailoring. Continued by (y/n) at her family's will, who runs the shop with equal undying devotion.

She treated him with such kindness even though he was a ruthless demon not that she knew about it or let alone the existence of demons. The deepest corner of his dark heart illuminated with pure light whenever she was around and he came to the conclusion that she was the ray of sunshine he desires to perceive. Eversince he was cured from his fatal illness the only goal in his life was to conquer the sun which prevents him to achieve absolute perfection, in order to live an eternal and indestructible life or so he thought until that very day his eyes laid upon you. It would be stupid to think that demons are capable of experiencing love, concepts of feelings are completely foreign in their conciousness, it was more like obsession. His megalomania makes him believe he needs you no he wants you.

Alas, if only it was a fairytale. The king does not always gets what he desires and same goes for the demon lord when he finds out that his beloved darling already has a lover. As he witnessed the sight of you hugging your partner with passion. The way her eyes flutter infront of him when he caresses her cheeks making her turn away bashfully and how she hold his hand with her delicate ones while exchanging vows of love and loyalty towards each other made his blood boiled with fury. If anyone who can hold her fragile frame is none other but the demon lord himself yet there she was sharing intimacy with some filthy creature. His narcissistic self was put down with a lowlife, he cannot accept that his (y/n) was claimed someone else's. It was something he would never allow to happen.

"Kibutsuji san would you like to buy something today as well?" The women who now acknowledge his presence asked him cheerfully.

"Should I visit you later" a force smile graced on his pale features.

"Oh no, it's fine, let me introduce you to my fiancee" she said excitedly.

"Nice to meet you kibutsuji san" your fiancee said

"Pleasure to meet you as well" The demon scoffed under his breath but Kibutsuji was quite adamant he knew it was not hard to turn the tables anytime sooner as with a blink of an eye he can get rid of him by simply ordering his underlings without even hesitating to dirty his hands exclusive for his precious darling. But that was not what muzan was planning to do at all as his mind was engulfed with much sinister thoughts.

To insanity?

"You have been restless for a long time, what's wrong my child?" A man asked with a look of concern written all over his face looking straight at the figure of an anxious woman roaming around impatiently within the house.

"Its been a week father since he last wrote a letter to him" she mumbled softly disappointment painted across her features. The father could not help but laugh a little by her daughter's remark.

"Father please it is serious"

"I am sorry sweetheart but it might be that your fiancee is busy with wedding preparation" which made sense because the wedding would be taking place after three day and it was obvious that he was caught up with the arrangement. However there was a strange feeling inside her stomach which made her believe otherwise.

As the days passed the wedding day came close, with (y/n) still not receiving any message from her lover. Worried her to the core at this point all she wanted was to make sure of his safety as something constantly felt off. The guests came in one by one for the wedding ceremony but there was no sign of the groom.

It was getting unbearable for her to remain confined. Ignoring her father's request to stay inside she went outside in hope to check whether or not her lover was approaching but once again she was greeted with emptiness. Her eyes swell up with tears forming on both corners allowing her body to slowly hit the surface as she convinced herself that her lover will never come. The worst was yet to happen and before she could make any movement the ground beneath her feet started shaking and a shoji door opened consuming her into the darkness.

It was just the start of her miserable life under the demon's control.

"So you are finally awake", a sudden voice came echoing into her eyes as she slowly opened her eyes after regaining her consciousness. She moved her hands upwards in order to ease the headache only to find her hands tied up with shackles, a chilling sensation of overwhelming fear filled her entire senses as she remembered what happened prior.

"Where am I? Why am I chained?" Who are you?" she demanded furiously at the mysterious figure infront her which was now advancing at her direction from the dark corner of the dimly litted room.

"You are quite an impatient one?" The man gripped her chin roughly as her eyes protruded out with bewilderment.

"Can't even remember your daily customer?" A wicked smile curved across his countenance.

"K..Kibutsuji san" she parted her lips. Tears forming in her eyes once again. This made muzan even more irritated as he tightened his grip on her chin. (Y/n) whimpered with pain crying out loud.

"Your shouting won't help dear nobody apart from me can hear you scream" he said bluntly with his cold apathetic voice.

"Why?" (Y/n) lowered her head down holding his hand with her delicate ones trying her best to get a hold of him.

"Pardon?" Muzan inquired as he stared at your quivering form with his souless eyes there was no empathy in them or whatsoever although he felt pity. He cannot deny the fact that he was indeed attracted to her that's the reason why he put her into so much hassles.

"Where is my lover?" She asked sternly with her voice shaking a bit.

"Oh" muzan responded his hand still holding her chin tightly. This made her even more anxious she was unaware of the power he might possess and definitely she didn't had any intentions to risk her life.

"Why can't you humans move on and accept circumstances given before you?" it startled her as she cannot process what he meant.

"I don't.. u..understand" she said.

"Then you have to learn to accept me as your partner" muzan replied coldly (y/n) sat there looking at him with disbelief her heart and soul belonged to someone else and for a long time they have been together it's absolutely impossible to change the reality she was accustomed with just because some maniac wants to make her his partner.

"I can never" she murmured with disgust hinted in her voice. "I love him" throwing daggers in his direction not ready to submit her futile attempts of protest should pissed the demon lord even more but to her surprise she saw him smiling menacingly and in the corner of her eyes she saw the figure of her debilitate lover.

"Start from his fingers" muzan ordered one of his subordinate as they began chopping one of his finger making him scream in pain.

"No! please don't hurt him" trying to break free from the shackles she was tied with realizing it was fruitless she fell on the demon's knee begging with all the strength left within her in a last desperate attempt.

"You left me with no other choice, dear" he explained playing his sick games of manipulation on her. This was exactly what he needed to break her mind and she cannot help but rely on him pleading for his forgiveness feeding on his massive ego providing him ultimate satisfaction to witness the quivering frame of his darling clinging onto his knee in pure submission.

"Please I will do anything you say" she requested shaking like crazy.

"Anything?" Muzan questioned raising his eyebrow

"Yes" she replied without any hesitation.

"Be mine"

She already knew that he wanted this and she readily obliged in order to save her beloved, sacrificing her own life. Her only purpose was now to satisfy the demon lord, he was successful until the very end and it won't take long to make her completely his.

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

¤°~Ghost Marriage: Lovely Bride To Be?! Part 3°~¤

Previously... 

"STOP YOUR STEP!!"

At the end of the hall, Senior Vanrouge and Sebek were conversing with the ghosts knights. "They became angery just because of a mere joke I made about them. Such a bunch of narrow minded ghosts." Lilia jests with ignorance in his tone.

"Ugh, the guys from Diasomnia! Why did you bring these ghosts here?!" Ace yells out in fear. "You naive ghosts who dare to snarl at Lilia. I'll get rid of you guys!" Sebek said with very little amusement.

Present Time..

After the fight with the ghosts. The student's and Headmaster go to the field so ghosts won't bother them. Students who were also kicked out the school stayed at the field. "Ha...haaa. Ugh the sides of my stomach hurt so much." Ace tries to say as he and Deuce groan and grumble in pain.

"Ace, Deuce." A familiar voice spoke. "Ah, Prefect Roseheart!" The two huff out as they nod. Azul and Kalim stood next to Riddle, but Azul looks at the two with confusion. "Where is Prefect (Y/N)? Shouldn't you two be with her?" The prefect of Octavinelle points out.

The A-Deuce combo only shrug. "I think she got mixed up the crowed." Deuce says as he looks at the growing crowd of students. "How did you guys get put here?" Ace asks the three dorm leaders.

"We had gotten chased out by some ghosts that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Even though it was valuable time for the three of us to study together." Kalim responded, while Azul shot him tired glance. "Kalim. Shouldn't it be "valuable time where we teach you about studying."?" Riddle could only sigh and cross his arms. "We almost got Kalim to understand the question..!"

"When we stayed in class, a bunch of ghosts appeared. They chased us out while saying, "this will be the brides fitting room!"" Grim watched as more students came up to them. Telling the same tale. "Everyone who was kicked out from campus has already gathered around..!"

"It seems like the whole campus has been taken away by those ghosts." Deuce said rather calmly. Ace on the other hand was more shocked than calm. "Oi! Principal, what's going on!?"

Before Mr. Crowley could respond, Ortho decided to explain. "I'll be the one to explain. You see, yesterday..." Once the young Shroud told everyone of the events that occurred. Everyone went silent. The only person who spoke after Ortho, was Riddle.

"The ghost groom has been searching for his ideal princess. Then had chosen (Y/N) as his ideal bride... That's the idea, correct?" Riddle revised as his expression was oddly calm. "WHAT!!!!" The group of NRC boys all screamed in anger and fear, a lot of other expression as well.

"We need to save her!!" Ace says immediately after the video was shown. "What will happen to (Y/N) if she does marry the Ghost Groom?!" Deuce asks the principal with fret. Mr. Crowley casted his eyes downward, with a somber voice he said.

"If (Y/N) marries the ghost prince, that is the same meaning of signing a contract. Which will mean, once the wedding is over.. SHE WILL FOLLOW HER SOON-TO-BE-HUSBAND TO THE UNDERWORLD!!!" "EEEEHHH!!!" Everyone yelled out in shock.

Mr. Crowley continues: "I put my guard down because I never would of expected someone who meets the conditions of the prince and his ideal Princess would exist in this world." Headmaster Crowley said with dread in every word he spoke.

"(Y/N)... Is going to be a ghost..!?" Epel gasps out with fear. "We can't let that happen!" Jack gruffs out as he bared his fangs. Many others agreed at helping the female student from her impending doom.

"We need to come up with a plan then!" Ortho tells the group of fired-up teens. "How about we start talking with them? We can throw a party! I bet that the ghosts will definitely let (Y/N) go if we just explain the situation."

The young Al-Asim heir suggested to his fellow peers. Rook nods, agreeing with his classmates. "A truly splendid idea, Roi d'or." A slim smile crepts on Rooks lips, "though..." The huntsman drawls out, his eyes turn a bit narrow.

"Do you think you'll be able to persuade a groom who has been searching for his bride for so long?" Rook crossed his arms over his chest as he continues on. His voice hinting with amusement. "If I was in his place, I'd never let my beloved go."

Leona growls, "so our only option is to just beat those ghost into submission." Vil scoffed at Leona and his idea. "Have you forgotten that we all ran all the way out here because we couldn't do just that." The male model said sassily with a frown gracing his painted lips. "No matter what we did, we couldn't defeat all those ghosts."

The headmaster starts to speak, "they are truly a infuriating opponent to take on. We should avoid confrontation as much as possible." Lilia starts to ponder as Crowley squawked about. "Lord Sam is well versed in the ways of ghosts and things of a spiritual nature. Shall we go see what he has to say on the matter?"

"Lord Sam... Do you mean Sam from the student store?" Deuce questioned the old fae. Lilia hums, "I was acquainted with his great grandfather." Cater starts to laugh dryly. "I still can't tell when you're joking or when your being serious... Lilia."

"Then we must make haste to the student store!" The headmaster yells as he and the others rush to Sam's shop. As soon as the shop door closed, Sam greets them. "Yo, headmaster and little demons. Whay could you be looking for that brought you all here?"

Sam chuckles and shakes his head. "Kidding! I know you're looking for something to deal with that ghost groom, right?" Sam told the group of teens and headmaster. Riddle is perplexed by Sam and his words. "This speeds things up but it sounds like you knew we would end up here."

Sam starts to laugh once more. "My friends on the other side bring me all kinds of info." Soon Sam's voice quickly turns less cheerful. "But things are getting really dicey. Ghost are tied to this world by a really powerful "lingering attachment".

Sam explained more in depth on what he meant. How they still come back because of the "attachment". "And as long is it remains, they'll keep comin' back." Grim felt realization struck him like lightning. "That's why the ghost of Ramshackle keep coming back!"

"Bingo! Precisely. That's why ghosts are so hard to handle." Ortho asked how they can save (Y/N), saying there was no such item like that to get rid of the ghost permanently. Sam grins and says, "IN STOCK NOW!" Azul looks at Sam selection while Leona tsks.

"Groom and brides are especially quick to meet tragedy. So they turn into ghosts all the time." Sam then holds up a item, "to get rid of a ghost groom. You need the "ring of severance." Slide this ring onto the host's left finger while saying "I shall love you till death do us part." And it will forcibly send him to the other side."

"How could (Y/N) give this to him? She's not even here!" Vil said as he picks up the small ring. Crowley gasped as he remembers something about the ghost groom. "Hold on a moment, the ghost groom was a boy who loved a challenge."

"So if one of you asked for (Y/N)'s hand. He'll see it as a duel for her hand in marriage, you don't have to win. But you must be able to give her the ring and tell her what to say." Lilia giggles at the crows plan. "It'll be fun to watch the drama unfold by stealing someone's bride."

"We shall call this plan... "Operation, Lovely Bride To Never Be!"" The headmaster said confidently, "it's a bit long for a name." Ace mutters under his breath. "Now I must decide on who the grooms will be for his plan." Crowley exclaimed as the male students to crowd and shout. "I'll do it!" "Let me do it!" "As if!"

The headmaster started to sweat with nervousness stirring in him. The gleaming eyes of the students were scaring him! It was almost as if each student was ready to take a role as a groom by ANY means necessary. Which it seemed like the students were readying themselves for.

"Alright alright! Will do a vote! I will write down all of your names and put them in my hat. I'll choose four grooms for this operation. So that means four names will be drawn." Mr. Crowley says with a exasperated look on his face.

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(Y/N) sat in the far corner of the "fitting room." She held a blank expression as she looks at herself. She wore a beautiful wedding (gown/suit/ect) as her hair was spruced up and was placed into a (loose/ponytail/ect). A (white/gold/silver) tiara with a veil attached to it was on her head. (Y/N) wanted to rip the thing off her, but then the ghost would force the item back onto her head again.

Sighing and cursing under her breath. (Y/N) felt queasy, or maybe it was because she hadn't ate anything yet. This was all happening so fast! (Y/N) did not want to be married to this ghost groom. She hoped that her friends would find a way to get too her before the wedding started.

"Bleh..." The female utters as she looks at her bare feet. A knock was heard on the door as a soft "coming in" was heard. A slim ghost that wore a white suite appears in front of her. He was the nanny of the ghost groom.

"Come, my dear lady. Your fiance is waiting, he needs your help with decorations and would like your words on it." (Y/N) felt herself become stiff, but agrees. Playing along was her better chance of escaping her "wedding". "Of course," (Y/N) said politely as she walks with nanny ghost.

The two reach the cafeteria, now transformed with pretty decorations and tombstones. Along with dark blue flowers and white sheets cover each table. The nanny smiles at his prince with nostalgia. "It seems like only yesterday you were a small child. Trying to find follow your dream and find your dear princess. A dream you lost long ago with your life as well. What a cruel twist of fate." The nanny said as his voice started to crack.

"If only I had arrived at your room faster, I could of helped you escape..." The sweet prince smiles at his caretaker. "It is alright now, know need to bring up the past. Don't let all that stuff bring you down."

The young princes smile never faltered. "Besides, going through all that pain and sadness is what allowed me to meet (Y/N)!" His caretaker could feel his spirits lift at the princes words. "Oh prince Elias, you are always so courageous and strong."

(Y/N) could feel her heart cry at what she heard. She didn't know that... Breathing in a gulp of air, she slowly walks closer to the two. 'It's gonna be okay..' "You did a great job Elias." (Y/N) said as she gives him a small smile.

The ghost groom returns her smile tenfold as he looks at his bride. "My goodness, (Y/N)! You look just as beautiful as a.. Well beautiful than an' undead flower!" Elias said happily, (Y/N) giggles at his childish wording.

"Thanks." The caretaker gives the two a tender look. "You both are just perfect for one another. Prince Elias, we must get you ready before nightfall. You have to look your best for your princess."

The caretaker jests as he pushes the prince out of the cafeteria. "Wha- but I wanted to-!" "No sir, you must get ready. *Sigh* your still a stubborn little boy too." Elias waves at (Y/N), "I shall see you soon, my love!"

Once the two were gone, the ghost soldiers take (Y/N) back to the dressing room. Before the door closed, (Y/N) asks them something. "Can I please have something to eat? I haven't ate in a few hours."

To be continued...

(Okay, part three was supposed to be the end of the series. But that didn't happen, so I'll do my best to make sure part four is the last installment. I really wanna get to work for the Halloween event for Twst and a bunch of other stories I wanna put on this account! But I have to wait until I finish part four. Thanks for reading!)