#I'm so sorry this took so long Yen

[ilovechuuy4]

S/O gifting Chuuya a puppy for his birthday? ≧◡≦

I Was Meant For You, Baby. Being With You Makes the Flame Burn Good. ✧٭*꙳

Warnings; none other than thicker paragraphs

Description; Giving your boyfriend a pet for his birthday!

A/N; Sorry if this took so long! I wanted 2 wait till chuuyas birthday since it isn't too far from nikolai's! Hope you enjoy!! Also I was flooded out my house (literally) so please bare with me! (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BEAUTIFUL BEST WIFE!1!1!1!!1!2?2?2?2?1!1!1!1!) (F/N is friends name)

You glance at the clock on the wall, 5:23PM a nice Sunday evening on the 28th of April. You had a day until Chuuyas birthday but you already knew what you were getting for his present, that's why you were sitting in a pet adoption center right now. There were dogs barking, cats meowing and other animals noises. Needlessly to say, it was loud.

You were waiting for a specific dog to come out. It was the perfect one for Chuuya. You waited a bit longer until you saw the door open that led to the animals and there runs a puppy, it was a golden retriever. The puppy's coat was this bright shiny golden blonde with these soft brown eyes. Maybe the energy of the dog was different from chuuya's but surely it'll mix well no matter what.

The golden dog's tail was wagging frantically as the employee let go of the small leash, letting the dog go as it jumped in your lap, licking at your face. You laugh softly, running your nails in the coat of the new fluffy companion.

You reach into your pocket and grab your wallet and take out the money; paying the employee. They take the money with a soft nod and fill somethings out before letting you go. You had to keep the dog at a friends house for only a day since chuuya's birthday wasn't until the next day.

You drop the entergetic animal off at F/N apartment for the day while you not only go shopping for a cake but for the puppy too. You make your way to the closest store, making your way to the small bakery built inside. You talk to the baker who was at the front, telling her exactly what you want and what time I'd be picked up, around 3pm tomorrow; Monday, April 29th. You watched as she jotted the details down and she nodded. "Alright ma'am/sir, that'll be around $20 (around 335 in pesos and 3,086 in Japanese yen.) tomorrow when you pick it up." The kind woman said with a thankful smile.

Once you pre-ordered, you scurry off through the market, grabbing chuuya a new fedora to add to his collection along with a nice red wine. You then make your way to the pet isle. There was a lot but you got the essentials; dog food, specifically wet food since it was only a puppy, chew toys, treats, bowls etc. Then you walk your way to check out spending around a good $150(23,197 yen or 2,557 Pecos) you sigh, the hat was pretty expensive, it was around 80-90 USD. You rub the back of your neck as you leave the store, bags in hand.

You drive home, entering the house but keeping the bags in trunk of your car. Once you are inside the house, slipping off your shoes and coat, you are met with a slightly upset blue eyed man, your boyfriend. His arms crossed over his narrow chest, his bright blue irises dangerously showing his mood of anger. "Where were you? You're usually home hours before I am, but I'm here hours before you are home?" Chuuya questions, he was very serious.

"Well I was uhm.." You stamppered, you couldn't make up a good enough excuse. "I was at my friends house, F/N? them?" You said, rubbing the back of your neck. You were obviously lying, nothing could get past the ginger even if you tried. "I won't push, doll. But you gotta tell me when you won't be home. I was worried." He stated, he never pushed you to tell him where you were, he wanted to it come out naturally with no force, he didn't like trying to push answers out, it felt odd to him.

Chuuya walked forward and embraced you, holding you close, hands holding your hips. "Let's go order some food and watch a movie, yeah?" Chuuya recommended, gently grazing your lips with his. You smile and nod as you follow him to the couch. The night grew and the both of y'all became tired. "Let's go to bed, darlin'." He said, gently lifting your to red body off the couch and into yalls shared bedroo, laying you don't and slipping under the covers with you.

As the night wore and the day grew you shirt confortably in the bed, waking up with a yawn. It was 2pm, Chuuya had let you sleep in since you were out so late last night doing god knows what (or at least he didn't know what you were doing.) You yawn, stretching your bones as they pop and crack, the sounds sending shivers down your spine. You yawn onces more before getting out of bed.

You scurry around the bedroom, taking a shower, drying your hair and putting on your clothes you were going to wear to pick up and cake and the puppy. Nothing big, something simple. You grab your bag with your wallet and walk out the house, getting into your car and driving to the same store. You were only a couple minutes early but that was always a good thing as you walked to the bakery section. The same lady greets you with a welcoming smile as he walks to the back, bringing back the cake.

The cake with a simple French vanilla. Thick, swirly dollops of icing, boarding around the top and bottom. The bottom layered with dark chocolate shavings, those also layered at the top on top of the swirls of icing. In black icing, a neat, swirly cursive wrote; "Happy birthday Chuuya." You take out your wallet to pay the kind lady with a smile before taking your card back and walking out the store.

Once leaving the store, you stop by F/N house and pick up the fluffy compainion. It was jumping around, barking and other nonsense in the back seat of the car as you pull up to your house. You reach back, putting the leash on the collar and helping the puppy out the car. It runs inside the house as you squat down to feed it, pouring the food into the bowl in the back room where you sadly had to keep the cute golden for a few minutes more before your boyfriend came home.

You put the fedora and red wine in a small bag and stuff it with tissue paper. You gently place it on the marbled counter top as you take out the cake from the fridge and placing it beside the gift bag. Before you knew it, you heard the rustingly of keys and the front door unlocking, the hinges on the door squeeking as it opened, and there behold your beautiful boyfriend.

"Doll, I'm home. How ar-" his sentence cut off, his eyes going to the gift and cake, a smile spreading on his face as he looked at you. "You know, you shouldn't have?" He said with a chuckle, walking towards you and wrapping you in a hug, hands going around your waist. "I uhm.. I have another gift for you." You said with a nervous giggle before you could say anything else there was barking in the back ground, making chuuyas eyes widen.

"You got a dog?! Where?" Chuuya exclaimed, his eyes wide but he seemed excited. You gently pull away from Chuuya, scurrying to the room the dog was confined in, opening the door. You watched as the puppy hopped and jumped, running around before going to the taken aback chuuya. His eyes widden in gleam as he squats down to pet it was a smile.

"You really got a fuckin' dog?" He said unbelieved, running his hand down the dogs thick coat of fur. "I mean yeah. I know you wanted one so, what do you wanna name her?" You ask with a smile. "Princess." He said, he was straightforward with it and he meant it, this dog's name was gonna be princess and you were well aware it was going to be spoiled like one.

"Mhm alright, princess it is." You say with a slight laugh. You watch as Chuuya stands up and walks over to you hugging you tight. "You don't know how much you; and this. means to me, darlin'. I love you so much." He murmurs softly, kissing your lips slowly, Princess directly between yalls legs.

[tokyo-debunkers-headcanons]

ahh since ur requests are open may I pls request the frostheim ghouls (and possibly leo? LOL) and how you think they would make it up to mc after making them upset? Preferably some hurt/comfort if possible but whatever is easiest for you!

Ahhhh my first request! Thank you for sending it in! Also I'm so sorry for any typos in these headcanons, I'm just dumb (so sorry to the Jin Kamurai fans) and this is assuming you guys are at least good friends (if not more) at this point in time.

JIN KAMURAI

Okay, real talk. I think Jin is terrible with emotions. Even worse when he's done something wrong. I don't think he'd ever SAY that he's wrong or that he's sorry. But we all know he's got that cash money, so I think he'd order MC to go somewhere with/for him and treat them as a unspoken apology. Like he's ordering them to pick something up for him, somewhere in the academy, and gives them some 'pocket change' to buy their lunch. (STOP! DRABBLE TIME!)

MC was considering telling Jin to shove it, but they knew it would end up biting them in the ass, so they walked through Frostheim, dragging their feet. They were less than thrilled to be going back to the Frostheim captain's room. Sooner than they'd like, they were standing outside of his door. Before they could knock like they usually did, the door swung open, revealing Jin, his eyes narrowed, he held out a small stack of documents to them, dropping them in their hands. He turned his back to them curtly saying,

"Get these to Professor Dante. Now."

MC wanted to say something. To snap back at him but they paused when they felt something at the bottom of the stack of documents. Upon further inspection, it was a wad of big bills. At a glance it was at least 100,000 yen (about 1,000 USD). MC's eyes went wide at the stack of bills, they looked back up at Jin's retreating figure. They were about to question why, when all he said was,

"Get something to eat once your done. Thats an order"

With that, he closed the door and ended the discussion.

TOHMA ISHIBASHI

Okay, Tohma on the other hand I think is better with emotions than Jin. But he's still not the best. He at least knows how to apologize...he's just bad at saying it. I feel like Tohma is more of an acts of service person (duh) than a verbal person if that makes sense. If he's upset MC its easier for him to do small things to apologize than to actually say the words. (here is your order of drabble, freshly written)

Tohma watched MC carefully behind his monocle, he knew they were upset and why. But he hadn't expected them to stay upset for this long. Deciding to take matters into his own hands, he waited until they would return the next day to finalize some documents with the second year ghouls. When the time came, Tohma took their jacket and prepared the a special blend of tea and biscuits for them while they worked on the papers. The practiced smile always on his face. After some time he returned with a tray, presenting it in front of them, his expression softer than before. When he set it down, all he said was,

"I've taken the liberty of bringing you something to eat. You've been working diligently as of late, among...other reasons. I hope you enjoy your meal"

With that, he swiftly left them to their work and their thoughts, giving them space.

KAITO FUJI

Kaito here is on the entire opposite side of that spectrum. He has absolutely no problem saying the words, but even if he was forgiven the first time, he still doesn't think its enough. So if anything, he does too much. He'll buy them flowers and chocolates to gain their forgiveness. It almost seems insincere how much he apologizes but he really does mean. Its more that his insecurities get the better of him and he doubts himself, so they might need to knock some sense into him for it to actually get through to him that he's been forgiven. Please be patient with him, he just really likes MC and he gets most of his advice from crappy magazines. (TO THE DRABBLE!)

Kaito held the bouquet of flowers in his arms tightly and held out the box of chocolates to MC. They had already told him that it was okay, but it didn't *feel* okay to him. There was a small voice in his head telling him that they were still upset with him. He had sent them a text, asking to meet in the library of DA academy. When MC arrived however, they sighed deeply, walking directly up to Kaito with a scowl on their face, saying,

"Kaito. I told you that its okay, you don't need to keep doing these kinds of gestures. If I was still upset with you, I wouldn't have shown up here to begin with"

Kaito's face went pale. He should have known they were smart enough to see right through him and his plan. He sighed, saying.

"I know you did i just-...I just wanted to be sure we were still cool....I'm sorry"

MC shook their head, their expression getting softer, they pulled out a chair from one of the tables in the library and sat down, saying,

"I'll forgive you, if you promise not to do anymore of these gestures....and you split those chocolates with me"

Kaito softly smiled and sat beside them, setting the flowers aside and the chocolates between them, he was so glad to know someone as sweet as MC.

LUCAS ERRANT

Lucas I think is closer to the middle of the spectrum. He's pretty literal and like I said before, he's not the best with social cues. From what I gather, he's more used to people saying what they mean. So if MC told them they were fine, he might worry at first, but he'd let it go, trusting MC enough to think they'd always tell him what was on their mind. If they do however tell him that they're still upset, that's different. If they were still upset I think he'd give them another apology and some bisuits. If that wasn't enough, then I think he's the type of guy to tell them stories about himself. Either about him and or his twin brother when they were little. Like really be vulnerable with them. (YOU'VE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD! DRABBLE! YOU TAKE 420 LIFE POINTS WORTH OF DAMAGE!)

Lucas had been worried about MC ever since they last saw eachother. Something about them had seemed off in a way. He was even more worried when he got a text from them asking to meet him in Frostheim's main entrance. He quickly grabbed his things and raced off to Frostheim. When he arrived MC was standing inside, their face somber. He reached them, immediately asking,

"MC! Are you alright? Did something happen?"

He gave them a quick once over, even gently grabbing their wrist to look it over, making sure they weren't injured. When MC snapped their arm out of his grasp, he looked up at them surprised. When they explained that they were still upset with him, he understood. He asked them to follow him to one of the secluded balconies at Frostheim. When they arrived, it was silent for the first few moments. Luca pressing his hands against the balcony railing and looking up at the sky. Before MC could break the silence, Luca softly spoke,

"I've never been the best at putting myself in the shoes of others...at least not without guidance....Jin has told me so, and even my brother....when we were little I would always have trouble whenever he would get upset with me. He told me he was fine, but he never was. I suppose I still have quite a bit to learn about others around me...I'm truly sorry MC. I hope you can find it within yourself to forgive me"

LEO KUROSAGI

Leo won't apologize. Let's be honest. If you think Jin is bad, Leo is WORSE. I think because of his fame and looks, that he's used to getting his way, even if he's a dick about it. I feel like he learned early on that the world is a cold cruel place and that saying you're sorry is admitting that you were wrong about something. Leo is 100% the kind of guy to expect them to get over whatever it is he did, even if it was something really bad. Man has like no moral compass, anything is on the table, even if it's deeply personal. I he'd get bored and keep sending you dumb tiktoks or meme's to get you to talk to him and hang out again. At MOST I think he'd trap you into going out somewhere with him and he'd treat you. Like get you a Starbucks drink or something, but thats it. And if MC won't go out with him, he'll come to them with two new trendy Starbucks drinks and his tablet ready to watch some shitty reality TV and make fun of the cast.

Leo glared down at his phone with a huff, MC hadn't reacted to any of his tiktoks or memes, not even the sad cat ones! It had been a few days since they'd went out. Sho was busy with his own thing so Leo had no one else to bet with. He dramatically sighed and immediately started to look through MC'S social media on his phone. He noticed that they'd like a post on the new drinks at Starbucks and started to formulate a plan. He dragged Sho away from him project and got to work.

MC sat on their bed, relaxing after a long day of classes, waiting to hear from professor Hyde which house they were going to be assigned to next. A knock at the front door echoed throughout the old cathedral, startling them. When MC got up and answered the door, Leo stood there with a cup holder and his signature impish smile,

"Hey MC! You didn't show up so I came here!"

Leo pushed past them and looked around, visible disgust on his face before turning to MC, his smile slapping back onto his face, saying,

"I can't believe you live like this! But whatever! Come one i brought my tablet with the new housewives season and the new spicy dragon fruit drink from Starbucks. Where has the best lighting in this shithole? I need to post about it before we start watching"

Leo handed them the drink, looking around before he found their bedroom, making himself comfortable and moving some of their things around to make a mini photo shoot for the drink. Once he was done, MC had finally found him, sitting on her bed and drinking what he brought. He saw them and gently pat beside him on the bed, saying,

"C'mon! How can you stay mad at a handsome devil like me? Now come here, I NEED to know what happens to Bethenny Frankel!"

[wonder-queen-123]

You and Shoji have known each other since you were in UA, although you were in different classes. Shoji was in the hero course, and in Aizawa’s class, while you were in the support course with Mei Hatsume and Power Loader.

Shoji stopped by the support course classroom a handful of times with the excuse that he needed his mask repaired, but most of the time you could tell he was lying. “Shoji, I’ve already fixed it for you again last Wednesday. How did you manage to tear it again that quickly?” You responded jokingly.

“Well you know how hero training can be. Especially with Bakugo and Kirishima’s quirks. Not to mention Mina, Midoriya, Yaoyorozu-“ you cut him off, and shook your head.

“I get it. A lot can happen during hero training, but at this point I already know that you’re just using that as an excuse. You’re only saying your mask ripped again so you can just come back and talk to me. Aren’t you?”

With his mask covering his face, it was hard to tell, but you knew he was blushing.

Once the two of you graduated from UA, you saw less and less of each other, but tried to stay in contact as much as possible.

By the time you were in your early twenties, you were already a store owner, and had so many different things hanging up.

With your quirk, you had made countless blankets, quilts, clothes, and machines that filled your store. However, you never could’ve expected who would walk into your store, and would end up becoming your most frequent customer.

It was the middle of the afternoon, and you were in the back working and listening to your favorite song, Home by Edith Whiskers.

“Man, oh, man, you're my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness

There ain't nothing that I need

Well, hot and heavy pumpkin pie, chocolate candy, Jesus Christ

Ain't nothing please me more than you.”

You sang by quietly, no louder than a soft whisper.

“Oh, home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you

Oh, home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you.”

As you continued singing quietly, you didn’t hear the bell above the front door ring, so you didn’t know you had a customer. “Babe, you here?” Shoji called out, looking around all the different items you had laying around.

Since Shoji was a frequent customer, and your best friend, he was the only one allowed to go to the back room without you tagging along. Once he saw you, he noticed you were working on another quilt, and had your earbuds in, as well as quietly singing to yourself.

He smiled softly, and tapped you on the shoulder, now getting your attention. You turned around, and immediately stood up, and hugged him. “Hey! Long time no see, Octo-guy!!” You teased, as you playfully punched him in the arm.

“How’s my favorite customer been since last time I saw you?” He picked you up, and carried you to the main area of the store, and pointed to one of the quilts that were hanging up. “How much?” He asked, as he kissed your forehead before setting you down.

For my favorite, and most frequent customer, let me think.” You started getting your ladder to reach the quilt. “I would say about ¥100, but…it’s on the house. But, there is one thing you could pay me…if not the yen.” You said, coming down from the ladder, and winking at him.

His smile grew wider, once again he scooped you up in his arms, and this time brought you to the back room. He closed the door behind him, and set you on a table. He then took the quilt from your hands, and put it to the side.

As the two of you were having your moment, neither of you realized that someone had walked in the store.

After about 10-ish minutes or so, you finally heard the bell at your desk ring, indicating that you had a customer. You tried to push Shoji off of you, but he was too preoccupied to notice anything.

Without thinking, you yelled “customer! I have a customer, Mezo!” He suddenly stopped, and quickly got off of you, and helped you up. He then looked away apologetically, and mumbled a soft “sorry, babe.”

With his head hanging low, he walked over to the quilt, and started making his way towards the door. “You quickly ran to the door, and stopped Shoji from opening it. “I’m sorry, Tentacole! Please forgive me!” You said quickly, bowing apologetically.

Shoji looked up at you, and put his hand on your head. “No,” he began softly, lifting your head up. “I’m sorry. I should’ve realized what I was doing, as well as that you’re still at work. Forgive me, Princess.”

You froze at the rarely used name, and stated at him. Tears were stinging your eyes, but you didn’t care. You grabbed his hand, and walked out of the back room, and went to the main lobby.

The customer looked at the two of you in confusion, but quickly brushed it off as you asked them what you could help them with. “I’m here to pick up my quilt…that I ordered the week before last.”

“Tentacole, and Ms. Wilson, please follow me.” You said, as you led both of them to a corner next to the back room. “Tentacole, do you think you could reach up there for me, and get the quilt that’s got the mandala design on it?”

After Shoji got the quilt down, you had forgotten just how big and heavy you had made it, but with Shoji and yourself lifting it together, you could’ve sworn it felt like you were lifting a feather at that point.

“Thanks for the help, Octo-guy. I owe you one. And Ms. Wilson, if there’s anything else I can make for you, please let me know. Have a nice day, Ms. Wilson, and I’ll see you next time!” You said, as you waved goodbye to Ms. Wilson.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Can you do a mui and Giyuu bonding fic?🙏 [NO SHIP🗣🗣‼️]

maybe you could choose fluff I think ☝️

Yes of course >:D I love them so much god

i'm sorry i took so long :'> i got stuck half way thru and scrapped it then rewrote it HELP...

Animal introductory | {No ship!!!}

Theme: silliness

gosh i took so long even tho this is short :'>

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The meeting had ended and Giyuu was on his way home when he ran into Muichiro who was standing idly in the middle of the road.

Giyuu tried walking around him but Muichiro seemed to be deliberately walking in front of him so he couldn't.

"Can you... move?" Giyuu asked tersely, annoyed. He wanted to go home.

Muichiro turned to him, as if just noticing that he was there. "There's a cloud."

Giyuu glanced up at the sky, seeing no clouds. "Okay. Can you move?"

"The cloud... the cloud looks like... your eyelash," Muichiro remarked, raising a hand to point to the sky.

Caught off guard, Giyuu followed Muichiro's finger. He found the slightest sliver of a cloud drifting mindlessly about. 

"Oh."

Muichiro nodded matter-of-factly. "It's an ugly cloud."

Giyuu frowned, trying to figure out of this was an insult. 

Muichiro looked around, crouched down, and seemed to acquire a hedgehog from who knows where. "This is... Yen-sama. He rules the underworld."

"He... huh?" Giyuu blinked, confused. This kid was actually a Hashira???

"He rules the underworld," Muichiro repeated, petting the hedgehog with vague affection. "He likes eating melted carrots."

Since when could carrots be melted? Giyuu nodded, pretending he understood. "Okay. Can you move from my path?"

Muichiro shook his head. "This isn't your path." He pointed to a sign. "It's his."

"That's... that's a sign," Giyuu said quietly.

"Yes. There's a name. The path is the person's."

"...okay," Giyuu mumbled. "Bye."

He tried side-stepping Muichiro but was, once again, blocked immediately. 

'Yen-sama' had been placed back on the ground and had scurried away. But Muichiro was now beholding a beetle, shoving it up in Giyuu's face to show him. 

"This is Obi-chan," Muichiro told him, a distant smile curving his lips. "He likes trees."

"...why are you naming them all by objects?" Giyuu questioned. 

"Huh?"

"You called the hedgehog 'yen' and the beetle 'obi,'" he explained.

Muichiro frowned. "No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

"...nuh uh!"

Giyuu frowned, too. "You did!"

"I didn't!"

They bickered back and forth until Giyuu realized this was completely useless and gave up.

"Fine. But I have to go now, so can you move?" he pleaded.

Muichiro shook his head. "You have to meet Onigiri-san and Leaf-kun."

Giyuu sighed. "Alright..."

Muichiro put the beetle down and picked up an ant, watching it walk back and forth on his finger. "This is Onigiri-san. He carries rice." The ant did, indeed, have a single grain of rice suspended over it. 

"Okay."

Muichiro put the ant down and turned, searching the ground. He picked up a rat and made Giyuu hold it. "This is Leaf-kun! He chomps leaves."

"Chomps...?" Giyuu asked, holding the rat as far as he could from his body.

Muichiro nodded enthusiastically. He picked up the rat and let it back onto the ground.

"Can I go now?" Giyuu said.

"Follow me," Muichiro told him, promptly setting off in the direction Giyuu had been trying to go for the past twenty minutes.

Giyuu followed him and they walked for some time before stopping at a shrine that seemed to be place haphazardly in the middle of a road. On it, a cat was curled over it. Muichiro crouched and petted it gently. The cat vibrated with purrs and blinked wearily up at the smaller Hashira.

"This is Edo-Meiji-Taisho-sama!" Muichiro said, his voice lowered to not scare the cat. "He's king of Hawaii."

"Hawaii...? And what is that name?..." Giyuu asked incredulously. It seemed he was just listing off the most recent Era's.

Muichiro tilted his head up to glare at him through his bangs. "Are you insulting him?" 

"...no. I was just asking," Giyuu mumbled.

"Good." Muichiro stood. "Go away now."

"What? But you were the one who-"

Muichiro huffed, crossing his arms. "You annoy me, go away."

Giyuu frowned. "Okay." He turned and backtracked, finding the path to his home and quickly taking it.

Once arriving, he trained for a bit and then paused to rest. He had gone inside to get a snack but when he walked back outside, Muichiro was standing next to the practice katana, poking it. There seemed to be a small hamster by his side, poking the katana as well.

"Tokito?..." Giyuu asked, confused to when he'd gotten there.

Muichiro glanced up. "This is... Totoro-kun," he mumbled, picking up the hamster who gave Giyuu the most judging look a hamster could give.

Giyuu blinked. "Oh."

Muichiro nodded, pocketed Totoro, and set off down the road.

Giyuu let out a breath. "Okay..."

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[pretentiousgayguyidk]

Bets and Mario Kart

Sadly I lost the ask but it was basically a tsundere reader x any character. And I've decided to honor our lovely @reallyromealone for when he hit 2.1k followers. (Sorry this took so long I've been out a if for a few days lol)

"Fuck you!" Nahoya shouted, pushing his friend harshly. (Name) fell too the floor with a loud thud, gritting his teeth.

"No fuck you! I won fair and square!" He exclaimed, pointing angrily with his controller in hand.

"You obviously cheated! No one wins at Rainbow Road!" Nahoya countered. Ah yes, Mario Kart; the end of every friendship on planet Earth. (Name) huffed, crossing his arms as he silently glared at his friend.

"You just suck at the game, Smiley." He grumbled, pouting to himself as Souya worriedly tried to calm the two down. Last time the played it ended in a small fist-fight.

"Smiley, (Name) please stop!" He pleaded, clenching his jaw as he pulled on Smiley's sleeve. The pink haired Kawata giggled a little, ripping his arm from his little brother's grasp and tackling (Name).

"You wanna say that again little shit? I'll kill you y'know." He threatened, (Name) smirked; his face red from their current position... But he wasn't about to give up just yet.

"You suck at Mario Kart." He stated. Nahoya didn't hesitate to draw his fist back. The other acted quickly, flipping the situation around and pinning Nahoya's arms above his head.

"God damn it- (Name)! Let me go!" He shouted, squirming under the other's iron grip.

"You'll just punch me!" He argued, Nahoya whined. He smiled teasingly, leaning down till they were nose to nose. "You're not getting up, Smiley~" he cooed.

"I know how I could win this fight." Nahoya said with a cheeky smirk. (Name) hummed. "I could either headbutt you or kiss you. Take your pick." He teased. (Name) flushed red, angry at the other for chosing those options of any other. Hell he'd probably rather take a kick to the nuts then have Nahoya kiss him. Just friends... Remember we're just friends.

"Shut up, I'd rather you kick me in the nuts than kiss me!" He grumbled, face inflamed with embarrassment. God, why was Nahoya such a cheeky bastard; he'd do anything to win a fight. Nahoya gave (Name) a little pout.

"I swear I'm a good kisser, you jerk! I'll kill you!" Nahoya grumbled, a strained smile on his face. (Name) flushed red as Angry silently cheered for the kiss, knowing all to well the two's crushes on each other weren't going away any time soon.

"Nope! I'd bet 15000 yen you suck, you've been single your entire life!" He said, sitting up and crossing his arms... Not realizing he had accidentally giving Smiley free reign. (Name) felt his heart stop when he realized, but he was a little too late in realizing before Nahoya had sat up and hastily kissed the other. (Name) froze, eyes wide as Nahoya kissed him very passionately. The feeling was dizzying as (Name) slowly reciprocated. This is why you don't play bets against a Kawata.

Nahoya pulled away, giggling at the other's dazed and flushed expression. (Name) snapped out of his daze relatively quickly and immediately glared at the other. "You totally suck at kissing." He muttered, sounding not as sure as he had originally planned.

Nahoya pulled (Name) a little closer, gently touching his nose to the others as he gazed up at him with half lidded eyes. "You sure about that (Name)-Chan?" He teased. (Name) swallowed hard and muttered a quiet yes. Nahoya didn't waste any time pulling the other into a feverish kiss, holding the other closely; gently trailing his calloused fingers up the (h/c) haired man's shirt.

(Name) hummed, no longer putting up a fights as he clutched onto his friend... Could they even be considered friends after this? He gasped for air when Nahoya pulled off of him, teasingly kissing his cheek. "You still sure that I'm a bad kisser?"

(Name) panted, glancing away as he tried to muster some kind of snarky response. It was useless, his brain too muddled with the images of what just happened. Opting for a silent response over speaking he quietly shook his head. Nahoya smirked a little. "You owe me 15000 yen," he whispered, (Name) felt his heart break a little. Yeah... It was just a bet, Nahoya noticed the others glum expression and quickly continued. "Hm... Actually a date worth 15000 yen!"

(Name) pouted more, happy to be able to openly take Nahoya on a date... But the idea of spending 15000 yen hurt his wallet. "Fuck you're expensive..." He whispered, earning a chuckled from the pink haired Kawata as he nuzzled into (Name)'s neck.

[voikiraz]

MOOT GAME: make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesn’t need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny/anything you want,

also hello do you do anons?

Thank you sm for the game anoniee and yes ofc I do anons, just send me an ask pooks 😚 also I'm rlly sorry this took too long 🙏

@soov ; okay so, rei as a ballet dancer and won as the new cute front desk worker of like the building she practises in yk, he just started working so everything is like intimidating for him and he doesn't know the place well so rei started helping him around cus she thinks he's adorable and bro is just in love (this is very cute I'm throwing up)

@yenqa ; jay and yen in a band, he's the guitarist and she's the main singer. THATS JUST SO DJSBS. And like they preform this one song together and he's always looking at her cus he realized he fell in love with her (I'm blushing rn) and then he writes a song abt her and its their best song yet and then he confesses and then. Bye

@isoobie ; cheerleader ri and basketball captain hee IDK IDK its just how I see it, and it's not like the bad and toxic relationships we always see but it's like so adorable and they love eachother and whenever hee wins a game he dedicates it to ri yk WHAT THE HELL I WANT THIS

@sainns ; Anna and jaem meeting in a cat cafe. Point blank ( idek if anna likes cats ) But like imagine, that's gonna be adorable, them both going at the same time and their cats like eachother and that's just so zkakkqnebrbrrb bye.

@hoonvrs ; idk where I got this idea from but. Outgoing tutor Saint and quite shy hoonie IDK IKD BUT I JUST SEE IT AND I DONT HAVE AN EXPLANATION this is just so cute.

I'm so sorry for not doing much (I literally pulled these ideas out my ass 😭)

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I Am Kind not Complacent Chpt 8

chpt 8

word count: 6K

pairing: gow heimdall x reader, young

A/N: hello, again. it's been a minute. I'm sorry this is late, I have been going through it 👉👈 again! just busy end of the year craziness. also everytime I opened this document it made me want to scream. I still don't love it???? but I guess that's ok. this is for fun and I need to remember that. thank you as usual to everyone who likes and comments and thank you for your patience, I hope you enjoy it <3

P.S: I named our reader for this chapter. Her name is Yen, it's close to YN for ppl who still want to read it that way but is also more of a name for people who have an easier time with that. let me know how you guys feel about it and I can change it or not. i just wanted to test out a "name" to make the writing feel a little less clunky but idk :\

@engardeitsme I'm back!! i missed you :..) i hope you enjoy and thank you for talking with me a couple weeks ago!

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“Why are your teeth gold?”

Heimdall turned his head to look at the girl, a brow raised.

“What?”

“Why are your teeth gold?” The girl repeated, tapping her incisor with her nail. He snorted, shaking his head.

“ I heard you. It’s just a stupid question, so I was allowing you the opportunity to change it.” 

“ Oh,” she took a moment to ponder and spoke again, “Are they solid gold, or are they just gold plated?” She smirked at him. Heimdall rolled his eyes, folding his arms behind his head.

“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to say things about a person’s appearance they can’t change?...oh, wait! I guess she couldn’t.” Yen’s mischievous smile quickly pulled into a pout. 

“Hey!” Heimdall cackled as a hand came down to smack his chest, and he grabbed the girl’s wrist to stop another blow. 

“I let you get one in out of pity.” she pulled her wrist free. 

“Yeah well, didn’t your precious All-Father ever tell you-... oh wait, that’s right he’s too busy ignoring you to teach you any manners.” Heimdall frowned, looking up at the girl. Yen sighed, shaking her head. “Poor poor Heimdall. You have all the training in the world on how to be a spoiled prince and a warlord, but you don’t know the first thing about how not to be a prick-!”

The wind was knocked out of her as she suddenly hit the grassy floor, and the two were rolling to the bottom of the hill, a jumble of loose limbs and shouting. Their bodies settle at the bottom, and Heimdall and Yen lay sprawled out next to each other. Heimdall looked at the girl, grass in her hair and a smear of mud across her right cheek. She had green stains on her shoulders and pebbles bunched up in the folds of her shirt. He did not look better, with dandelion seeds in his braids and rocks digging into his back. His pristine white shirt was covered in yellow, green, and brown. Their chests heaved and giggles started to bubble before they were both aware. Heimdall heard Yen’s first, her laugh bounding out of her head and out her mouth, between fits of snorts and chuckles. Heimdall found himself mirroring her, his laughter thrumming in his ears as they looked at each other. 

“ They’re solid gold,” Heimdall mumbled through a laugh. Yen calmed her own giggles and nodded. They looked up at the sky, watching the clouds shift past their vision. On slow days they had started sparing together, then stopped to talk, sometimes about how bad the other was, sometimes about how they had slept. Yen would offer a walk into the surrounding wood and the boy would refuse, ending their meetings. At some point, however, he started to say yes, despite the idea of stumbling together in twigs and bushes. At some point in the passing days, when the leaves had started to fall and the air had gotten cooler, they would meet at dawn, walk through the woods into a clearing, lay in the tall grass, and talk for as long as they could before their guardians would look for them. Yen would talk endlessly about her different plants and collect cuttings as they walked. Heimdall had somehow found himself holding her pack for her collected specimens. 

Yen grabbed her bag and sifted through the plants they had found, humming as she sorted them by type. 

“Do you know what those all do?” the boy asked, leaning up on his elbows. 

“Vaguely. I’ve learned about some of them. But I also see what the animals in this area are eating and take them home to test them!”

“Test them?”

“Mhm,”

“Like what, you eat them and see what happens?”

“Sometimes,” Yen shrugged, looking over to see Heimdall glaring at her, “What?”

“That’s idiotic! You could get sick, eating random things from the forest floor,” he shivered at the thought, grabbing the pack. Yen frowned and held it farther away from him. 

“A little late to be worried, Weasel. Besides, I only test what I’ve seen other animals use. Worse case, I induce regurgitation.” The girl explained that this is how she’s been able to make new medicines and learn the toxicity of poisons to develop antidotes. She let him read her notes and the extent of her research on the Asgardian flora. She was very passionate about her findings, though Heimdall could not stop the sinking feeling of worry. How many times she had gone into the woods alone before he started coming with her. 

“ You know we already had a lot of good Asgardian medicine right? There is no reason for you to be doing this.” 

“Well that’s not true, “ she smiled softly, pointing to her older notes, “ I’ve had to do this since I lived alone in Vanaheim. It’s important I know myself. When you are alone, who is going to help you?” she shrugged, “ sure it’s a little risky, but to be able to depend on myself? That’s not something I want to give up.”

“But-”

“Besides,” she held a hand up, urging him to let her finish, “ We will be working together in the future, right? If we end up in the middle of nowhere and you get hurt, I want to be able to help you when we don’t have access to Asgardian medicine.” He faltered. She surely couldn’t know more than their medics. Heimdall swallowed a shallow breath and looked away.

“Well… now you’re just being ridiculous.”

“How do you mean?”

“Obviously by the time we will be old enough to go on missions, no enemy will be able to lay a hand on me. So I’ll never be hurt.” Heimdall smirked and Yen snorted, shoving his shoulder lightly. Heimdall pushed his shoulder back against her hand and she giggled shaking her head. There was silence, and he could hear her thoughts swimming. She wanted to show him everything from the past week, but she felt nervous after their conversation on the medicine. 

“Right then, show me what you’ve learned,” Heimdall sat up, a small smirk on his lips. Yen frowned, sitting up on her elbows. Heimdall rolled his eyes. “Come off it, you’ve wanted to show off your little trick since we got here.” She bashfully sat the rest of the way up, fiddling with her hands. He looked at her expectantly, hearing her nervousness spinning as she siked herself up. “Any day now.”

“Okay, okay!” She grunted more to herself, shaking her hands to loosen up. She slowed her breath, holding her hands over the grass. “Rót,” she whispered, her palms glowing a violet light, the earth rippled apart as a single vine sprouted slowly, winding up and curling around the girl’s wrist and out. Heimdall’s smirk fell and he just stared as the vine wound around on itself. Leaves and small purple blossoms sprouted from it as it grew thicker. Yen let out a final breath, relaxing her shoulders as the glowing stopped and she looked at her creation, smiling as it flexed and relaxed in the cool breeze. Heimdall leaned forward, getting a better look at the plant. 

“ A root?” he asked, reaching to touch it, and had to hold back a laugh when it seemed to reach back out to him. Yen nodded with a small smile. 

“Yeah, cool right?” Heimdall shrugged, his lip once again quirked as he teased.

“Eh, sure. Would be better if it did something though. Is it for you to make flower crowns for everyone while they sign peace treaties.” He raised a brow as the girl matched his grin, raising a hand. 

“Not exactly. “Rót,” She repeated, snapping her fingers. Heimdall barely took in a breath by the time the vine had darted at him, winding around his leg and lifting him into the air. His body spun stiffly in the air as the root suspended him. A hand reached up to his shoulder, stopping the motion, and his magenta eyes met hers. He looked like a carp out of water, trying to come up with something to say. Yen giggled at the boy’s speechlessness. “You shouldn’t judge things at face value, Heimdall. You of all people should know that.”

“Put me down.”

“Oh, but aren’t you having fun up there?”

“Watch yourself, Songbird,” There was no venom in his words. Nonetheless, she put her hands under him, helping him lower back down into the grass. As he brushed himself off, her magic dissipated and the vine shrank back into the dirt. Yen rocked on her heels, a nervous grin pulling at her cheeks. Heimdall shook his head with a snort. “Okay, yes. That was fairly impressive, and can actually be useful.”

“Even though it's Vanir magic?” she shifted her weight, looking at him nervously. Heimdall’s face softened slightly. He had so many preconceptions before the two had met. How they were savage warriors. Stupid, tricky, untrustworthy. She wasn’t like the Vanir people his father had spoken to him about, and Odin wouldn’t lie to him, right? So that meant the girl must have just been different from them. An exception. 

“Don’t make me compliment you again. Once was enough.” Yen knew it was reassurance in his own way, and let it go. Heimdall nudged her shoulder, already starting to walk. “Come on, let’s start heading back.” She smiled and nodded, falling in step with the boy. Heimdall swallowed, his shoulders stiff. “So…what else have you learned?” “Well,” The girl pondered for a moment, thinking through her past lessons. “ Freya showed me how to leave markers to amplify magic, which is pretty neat. But I still need to work on my aim for it. I also know how to grab small objects without touching them now, and I can hopefully do bigger things soon…” She trailed off.

“What?”

“I just… feel like she doesn't want to teach me anymore. She keeps me at basics, but I know I understand it already… I just don’t know if she’s grown tired of it or if I’m just not getting it like I should…” Heimdall frowned. This was not the first time Yen had brought this up. 

“She’s always been a stiff. It’s not you.” 

“It’s not just her though…” Yen rubbed the back of her neck, looking away as the boy stared.” Don’t do that.”

“I wouldn’t have to if you stopped and just told me what was bugging you… I didn’t know the old goat had started shutting you out too.” Yen swallowed a shallow breath and nodded. 

 “He’s just… He won’t tell me much more about the other realms when I ask anymore. It’s like they gave me a hobby and dangled it like a carrot for a horse so they could take me away from some bigger picture…when he and Freya started teaching me about plant life and then left me to my own devices… “Yen plucked handfuls of grass from next to her and dropped it just as fast, over and over until there was dirt under her nails as she spoke. “ I wanted to be useful… I drowned myself in it… I wanted to see if it could help me in some way…Odin came to me, congratulating me on my new ‘goddesshood in medicine” she scoffed as she repeated the words. “...I could just tell he was filled with disappointment… at my uselessness. And who can blame him!”Heimdall rolled his eyes.

“You are not useless. Those two are just holding you back. Don’t blame that on the All-Father.”

“I’m not! I just-” She groaned, raking her fingers through the dirt, “Mimir says there’s a lot I don’t know still…but he’s also not showing me things. he says I’m doing well at controlling my powers but I’m just worried that even if I’m not trying… it’s hard wanting to talk to people and not knowing if they agree with you or being nice to you because they want to or because…” she trailed off, looked at the boy next to her, “I don’t want to be… I want…” she struggled to find her words for a moment, “ I want to earn trust, not take it.” She spoke finally, after trying to catch her words. Hiemdall looked at her for a moment, before shrugging. 

“I trust you.”

“You do?” she asked, caught off guard by the response. “I guess…I just am worried that-”

“That my change of opinion was your doing? Don’t flatter yourself, Songbird.” Heimdall snorted, bumping her shoulder with his own. “Maybe you can control those braindead Einjhar to do your bidding and treat you like a princess, but I’m a god.”

“So?” Yen frowned, glaring weakly at the boy.

“So?” So, I am the god of foresight. I cannot be swayed by petty tricks. I can sense intention, and since the beginning, I have never felt… uh..” his face grew a light pink as he realized his point. She stared at him, a brow raised, waiting for the end of his thought. Heimdall coughed into his hand, feeling the warmth radiating off his cheek, “I’ve… never felt uneasy around you…I trust you… we were using each other, and we still are,” he looked at her, his lips lifting into a shy grin, “But I don’t mind it anymore…”

Yen’s cheeks started to grow red, her eyes widening slightly and she looked away, feeling herself warm up despite the fall air. Heimdall swallowed, walking faster ahead of the girl. 

“Come on, you have your lesson with the old goat and I have a meeting with the All-Father.” Yen grinned. She quickly recovered, coughing and starting a chuckle.

“Oho! So you aren’t being ignored.” She teased, hands crossing behind her back. Heimdall sighed, his hands squeezing at his sides. Odin had wanted to talk to Heimdall about how Yen had progressed, and when she would be of use to him. She caught up the the boy, softening her posture, and nudged him with her elbow. “It’ll be fine. You’ll see. I’m sure he just wants to tell you how well you’re doing!” 

“Well of course, I’ve been doing well in my assignments, it’s just a regular report. Nothing to worry about.” Yen chuckled, reaching into a pouch on her belt. 

“Hey, I know you may not want to. But I’ve been working on this medicine for your migraines.” she held out the little leather sack to him. He hesitated looking to her for some kind of reassurance. Her thoughts were full of nothing but the want to help. “Don’t worry, it’s just Feverfew and Butterbur mixed with some mint and juniper. Steep it and drink a cup before bed.” He sighed and took the pouch, tucking it into his pocket. 

“ You’re pushing this “trust” envelope, and I’ve just admitted to it. I shouldn’t have to take anything for help. I just need to get through it until it doesn’t bother me anymore.”

“Humor me. Try it once, and only if you really can’t handle it yourself. Oh, and if you could maybe tell the All-Father how hard I’ve been working… I would appreciate it…”

��I don’t want to be left behind.’

Her voice echoed in his head. Heimdall looked at the girl as they split ways in the large cabin

“I will.”

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“It’s been eight months!” Odin’s voice rattled through his study. Mimir stood still, hands behind his back as Odin paced to and fro. Hugin and Munin sat in the rafters, their eyes glowing as they peered down at the men. “ Eight months! And you tell me nothing is progressing with the little thing?”

“Apologies, All-Father, but it appears she is still having a hard time adjusting to Asgard.”

“Pah!” Odin grunted, leaning on his desk. “I’ve seen her, Mimir. She must be holding out on you, or something! Being extra clever. Hiding her powers. Munin has seen her in the woods a few weeks back, using magic. And we know what she is capable of. The question is why is she hiding from us all of a sudden,” Odin paced towards his desk, uncorking a pot of mead. he poured a goblet at held it out to the Goodfellow.

“Ah, no thank you, All-Father,” Mimir waved a hand. Odin huffed and slammed the bottle onto his desk, taking a deep gulp from the goblet. 

“She was doing so well before. I offer her safety, offer her family, I offer her trust! And then her progression just halts.”

“Freya has been teaching her, and she has been practicing. We have both encouraged her not to use any magic until she can control herself.” Mimir tried to reassure him without bringing too much attention to the fact the girl was gifted enough to use magic without help. The two had done their best to hide the progression of her gifts to stop the All-Father’s advances from using the girl. But with how strong she was already getting, it was getting more difficult to hide, especially while keeping her in the dark about the fact she couldn’t show her true potential. It had gotten to the point even Mimir and Freya could not keep up with the pace of the girl’s learning. As though she spent hours outside of lessons practicing the control of her magic.

“Well, it’s not working. If anything she’s become stir-crazy. I don’t care if she loses control. I can do damage control! What I can’t do, is use a scared little girl that’s too afraid to use her powers, to help me gain control of the realms! She tried to use it against me! To get me to, what, compliment my son? useless! Don’t you see? We need to get this under control so we can use her, and so that she will not be a threat. It’s already starting to get out of hand. If only we had tracked her down sooner,” Odin’s voice was rough with frustration as he pulled at the ends of his beard. “ She doesn’t even know the extent of what she is. She’s a silly little child, who sees the world as back and white. And I’d like to keep it that way until she fully trusts us. Then we can finally-” Mimir was about to interject when the door to the study opened. 

“ I’m here for my report, All-Father,” Heimdall spoke with a short bow. Mimir stiffened and looked at the boy from the corner of his eye. The two gods turned to Heimdall, their figures dark and towering in the candlelight of the darkened amber of the study. They knew. They knew he had heard, how could he not? Heimdall stood ridged at the door, his eyes glowing in the darkened doorway. 

‘ The boy will ruin everything,’ Heimdall heard Mimir’s thoughts rattle into his skull. The Goodfellow’s anxiety came off in waves. ‘protect Yen… keep her safe… the lad will say too much…’ 

Heimdall looked up at Mimir, his brow cocked. Keep Yen safe from what? What wasn’t the old goat sharing with the All-Father? His father would be the one who knows best how to protect the girl if she was in danger. Odin straightened, rolling his shoulder back and nodding his head to his son.

“Come in, Heimdall. Mimir, my friend, we will talk more later. You may leave. You have a lesson with the girl now, don’t you?

“Yes, All-Father,” Mimir bowed, ready to take his leave. As he started to shut the door on his way out, Odin called out.

“And Mimir, please try to push the girl further. I’d like for her to be able to aid in the Jötunheim treaties. It's either that, “He sighed, “ or we may have to call the whole thing off… put her back where she came from.” Mimir nodded, hoping that he could keep the visage of the girl’s powers useless just long enough for Odin to lose interest. Odin however knew something was amiss. He knew just from the small passings with the child that she was brighter than his allies claimed. And he knew exactly who to ask to get the feast of information he craved. Anyone would need to be blind to not see that the two children had grown close. The whisperings from Hunin and Mugin of the two sneaking off to the others’ room in the night, to being spotted in the woods. Odin was pleased, thinking his son finally stepped up to the title of his spy and learning all he could about the Vanir creature. Still, he was worried that the girl may have also tricked his son as well, so he needed to make Heimdall give any information willingly. He picked up a scroll and licked the tip of his quill before dipping it into a pot of ink, scribbling away as he spoke to his son.

“I’m sorry, Heimdall, but it seems I’ve called you here for nothing. Mimir has shared with me how our guest has been doing and it seems the lessons aren’t going anywhere.” Odin rubbed his temple, taking a seat in his chair, “their reports say she is unable to grasp basic concepts, her understanding of both Vanir and Asir magic is only basic, and she seems to be causing more trouble than the entire debacle is worth. I think you were right before, my son. She’s truly better off back home.”

“That’s not true!” Heimdall’s voice carried through the room with an echo.  He composed himself, swallowing. Odin looked up from his reports, staring at Heimdall with his good eye, head tilted. 

“Not true?” Well, I will say she has been improving her skills of manipulation. What with trying to use them on me? I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d gotten to you, boy. She’s just not worthy to be among us.”

 Heimdall swallowed. “She has been doing remarkably well, All-Father. I’ve seen it.”

“Seen it?’ Odin replied, pushing himself from his chair. “Tell me, Heimdall. What Mimir and Freya refuse to.”

“I have gained her trust, All-Father. Mimir and Freya are not being fully honest with you…” The boy’s eyes glinted as he looked at his father across the room, “But I’m not sure why, yet.”

“You are suggesting that my most trusted allies are not being truthful with me, Heimdall? This is a very serious accusation, you understand.” Odin sauntered over to the boy, making him take a step back on instinct. He swallowed, pushing himself back forward, hands behind his back. 

“I simply believe she may be… too anxious to show them what she can do. But I have heard from her myself that she is eager to serve Asgard, father. She wants to be of use to you.” Heimdall urged, taking another step closer to his father. Odin hummed, his hand tightening around his staff. Why was the old goat not telling him any of this? 

“Heimdall,” Odin started, stalking closer to the boy. “Have you noticed anything in peculiar about the child?” he circled the boy, never looking him in the eye. “Has she shown you things behind closed doors? Anything of use?” Heimdall swallowed, concentrating on his heartbeat. 

“ She is… she is able to quiet the mind, All-Father…” Odin halted his steps behind the boy, glancing down at him from the corner of his eye. Heimdall continued. “I’ve seen her… calm people, quiet unruly thoughts… I… she’s done it to me, before.” Odin scoffs. 

“I don’t need my soldiers softened.”

“I think it can be of use to you, All-Father.” Heimdall spoke quickly, turning to face the man. “To… to manipulate the other side?” Odin hummed, tilting his staff the boy to urge him to continue. “She also… She also has been studying Asgardian and Vanir magic and has been able to start creating hybrid potions.” Heimdall pulled the medicinal tea from his pocket, turning to hand it to Odin. “She made this, just today… she said it’s for headaches. It’s made from things she studied herself in the woods with the help of Queen Freya’s knowledge. With help… She could use her medicines to strengthen Asgard and weaken enemy forces. I do not know why your allies are hiding this from you, All-Father, but I assure you she is worthy of staying here.” Odin’s lip curled into a grin and he hummed, reaching out to grab the pouch. He took a whiff of the tea. What else were his dear wife and friend hiding? And was it truly even their fault, or was this girl able to weasel her way into their heads?

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“Mimir, did you know that if you mix yarrow with the inner bark of birch trees, it will cure nearly any stomach ailment.”

“Oh? And did the queen teach you that?”

“Well, sort of. She taught me about yarrow but then while I was with Heimdall in the woods we found some rabbits scratching at birch trees,”

“What were you two doing in the woods?” Mimir interjected, a brow raised. The girl frowned, as she thought this unimportant to her explanation. 

“We were brambling,” Yen said, as though this were a normal thing for two twelve-year-old gods. “So anyway, I told him, “Wonder why they’re doing that” but he didn’t seem to care. But I kept watching them and they were licking at the inner bark! so then I collected a sample and see what it could be used for, and guess what!”

“Wait wait, you tested this on yourself?”

“Well I didn’t want to poison anyone,” she shrugged, then pointed at her findings. “look see? I tested it with different plant combinations and by itself.” she rolled her sleeves up to reveal some light scares. “I tested to see if it could used for physical injuries, but it didn’t do much. So then I thought, “Maybe it’s for internal problems?” so then I ate some nightshade berries-”

“You did what?!”

“It’s ok, it was just a couple-”

“Lass, lass…” Mimir rubbed his face, trying hard not to shout with frustration. She truly had turned into quite the little scientist, and though most of the time Mimir found her brilliant, it was not hard to also easily find himself drowning with worry. Like when she had measured the amount of toxicity needed to be consumed from said nightshades to cause death and even made some medicines from the poisonous plant as well. All this to say, this was not a special occurrence, but it worried the Goodfellow just the same every time. “You are… quite the little toxicologist,” he chucked through his nervousness, reading the girl’s findings while wringing his hands together. “I thought we talked about this. About being more careful about-” he sighed, “About not using yourself as an experiment. We have all the medicine you would need here, why go and try to make more, hurting yourself in the process?” Yen’s excitement wilted as she wrang her own hands out, a tick she had picked up from the man, gods forbid he ever lost his hands. 

“Well… what if we don’t have anymore? What if someone gets hurt and the medicine we have doesn’t work? What if someone accidentally eats nightshade?... I just want to be prepared. Help people…be useful…” 

“You are useful, Sweet girl.” Mimir assured, “ And despite my points… you are right… you have found many interesting findings and new medicines for Asgard.

“ Then why won’t the All-Father show any interest in me? Has he forgotten about me?” She looked up at the man, her eyes pleading. “ Does he not see I’m willing to sacrifice myself to be of use, here? You tell him everything I’ve done right?” Mimir swallowed and nodded.

“Of course, Daughter. I tell him all the time about how much you’re progressing.” his lies stung his throat, but not as much as knowing what Odin would use her for if he knew her actual potential. 

“Then… I’m just not good enough, then…” She whispered to herself. Mimir shook his head, unable to hold in his utter disbelief. 

“Not good enough? That’s not even a funny joke, Lass!” she looked up at the puck, confused.”

“But I’m not-”

“Nope! Surely you’re mistaken. It must have been a joke. Because I’m sitting in front of a child goddess who’s been here less than a year and already knows more about medicine than most of our damn medics! A girl, who can command the attention of an entire room! A girl who put that little brat prince in his place and even became his friend!”

“I-I wouldn’t say we’re-”

“That boy would not bother walking into the woods and waiting, albit annoyed at your birch bark notes if you weren’t friends.” she shut her mouth, a flush on her face. Mimir chuckled, crouching down to her level. “ You are fiercely kind in the face of the strange and taxing, you are sharp as a blade and undeniably brilliant. And the All-Father will see so soon enough.”

The girl left after her lesson and Mimir dropped his hopefulness, falling into his chair and grabbing his book of observations. A list of words describing his little companion.  his face faded as he read down the list after a few months of teaching the girl.  his hand trembled as he wrote down his recent evaluation. Odin had been right. She saw the world as black and white, and truly wanted to be good. But the truth was simply not that simple. Nothing ever was. Mimir had wanted to keep her in the dark for just a day longer. Let her see herself in the sun for one more day. But that was dangerous and he knew it. Mimir moved to the margin, where he had her goddesshoods marked, on the first day, he had written her base abilities and what they thought she was at first. “Goddess of peace, goddess of logic…goddess of medicine…” goddess of…

He needed to speak to Freya. She would be better at giving Yen the news. Tell her that everything has a shadow.

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“I need to show you something,” Yen looked up from her notes to see Freya standing in front of her. Her face was stone, and the shadows of the sun through the window fanned over her face, painting her worry marks. Yen frowned, sitting up a bit straighter and setting her pencil down.

“Show me what?”

“ Just come with me, and we'll talk, alright?” Freya offered a steady hand, and Yen took it, her little fingers enveloped fully in the Valkyrie’s gloved hand. She ushered her tenderly towards the fireplace and they sat down on the bundle of furs and tapestries on the floor. Yen sat across from Freya and watched as she pulled some research journals, illustrations, and scrolls. “When you are ready,” Freya spoke, sliding the scrolls to Yen. There was not another word between the two, just the crackle and pop of wood splintering in the fire. As Yen stared at the pages, Freya was patient, watching and waiting for the girl to start reading when she was ready. Yen finally picked up the journals and did not finish reading until she had gone through every document.

 The day her village had burned to the ground. 

The first time she told Freya she should have died, were she mortal, but didn’t.

 The resources of different towns and villages, of a girl wandering into their domain and leaving without a trace. Some spoke of her kind words and the peace she brought to them. But in the timeline, soon it was nothing but stories of ruin. Of villages filled with nothing but drones. shells of what were once beautiful towns and cultures reduced to nothingness. What was once left to be peaceful and logic-built structures soon dissolved into a spiral of selfish behaviors. Stealing instead of trading, abandoning children, and killing people to take their land. How was a child to know such loose rules would lead mortals to find twisted loopholes? Then again isn’t that what mortals are best at? 

“Why are you showing me this?” Yen whispered, rubbing at her eyes as her vision got blurry. “I know all this already, I know that I made a mistake b-because I was stupid, why are you doing this to me?” she spoke, her voice harsher this time as she finally looked up at Freya, who sat still, keeping her eyes cast down.

“Because you need to know why you can do these things,” Freya spoke, sifting through the journals, bringing one up and flipping through to a page. “Here. this one. What did you say to this village before you left them?” 

“I don’t want to do this-”

“What did you say.” Freya’s voice boomed against the walls of books surrounding them, and Yen squeezed her hands against the knobs of her knees. 

“I said…” she mumbled, trying to remember her last commands, “I told them to  walk away from the battlefield….to take care of themselves…”

“And they did…” Freya spoke softly now, “And when they take care of themselves, they stop taking care of their community. They left each other for dead.”

“I didn’t mean to,” Yen’s voice crumbled into sobs, her shoulders shaking, “I-I didn’t want them to-”

“Breath, Yen…breath,” Freya rested a hand on the girl’s head, letting her take her time to ground herself. “Your words have power, but so do your intentions. If we can practice properly, we will be able to give simple demands without worrying how they will be interpreted. On the other hand…” Freya continued, pointing at a different passage. “It almost seems as though your powers currently default to pushing people towards disarray… which means I believe we have found for certain the two sides of your coin.” she grabbed the girl’s shoulders, squeezing just slightly. Yen looked up, her tears slowing. Freya sighed, calming her heartbeat. “Yen, ever since you came to Asgard,…even before we met, I have seen you. You are the goddess of peace and logic and that can be seen from your ability to defuse altercations and to calm even the most ill-tempered…but I’ve also seen how out of sorts your own temper can get…how angry you are inside…”

“I’m not angry,” Yen whispered, but Freya shook her head, shushing the girl.

“You are angry, and in pain and uncertain. You use logic at one turn and act on impulse at the other. You are a paradox, sweet girl.” Freya held the girl’s face in her calloused hands. “ And I know you know…you are a smart girl, and you’ve been putting the pieces together yourself.” Yen placed her hands over Freya's, and she could feel her little fingers tremble over her own.

“I don’t know what to do…”

“Chaos is not something to be afraid of…” Freya smiled just a bit, holding the girl’s face tighter. “It is the order of the world. It is an order of all things. And it is also not all that you are. Do you remember what I said before? About how we were going to find all your sides and help you put them together?” Yen could barely nod with her face trapped in the woman’s hands. The Valkeryie laughed, pressing their heads together. “You will be ok, goddess of peace, goddess of logic… goddess of medicine and healing…” She offered, to soften this very blow, “goddess of chaos, goddess of discord.” 

A Cocauphany. That’s all you could call it. As sobs reverberated through the room, thrumming between the two until there was nothing left.

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[maginxlia]

Staring Draken In ✰ Second Chance At Love

Cast line up Draken x Black Fem! Reader

Rated TV-MA

Minors This Isn’t For You

Summary Requested By The Beautiful @lovelygeniegirl1012 , Draken Falling In love with you after his divorce! It get spicy towards the end!

After His Divorce from Emma, Draken's main concern was Hana his Beautiful daughter the two of them shared. He didn't care about finding love again hell that was the last thing on his mind but then he met You.

It was a Saturday, how could he forget? He had his daughter for the weekend and Emma didn't have time to get Hana's hair done So Draken was forced to attempt a style on his daughter's curly hair, So Happened his Daughter was very Particular about how her hair was done and for a One Year old she was very demanding. Draken could only sigh in desperation as Hana threw a fit while her hair looked worse than before he started.

Draken's only choice was to call Akkun and see if he could fit them in for an appointment, “ Sorry Draken but I'm all booked up for the Weekend. I do have a New Stylist here who is amazing with children and She Specializes In Different Hair Textures. I'm sure Hana would love her” Akkun replied back to Draken as Draken Tried his best to soothe his daughter. “We will be over there before one, Thank you so much Akkun,” Draken said while Breathing a sigh of relief.

Walking Into Akkun Hair Studio Draken had Hana firmly in his arms as he greeted Akkun, “ Hey Y/N, Your client is here” Akkun said before getting back to styling his client's hair. Draken watched as you walked from the Back “ Sorry about that Akkun, Akemi didn't want to take her nap” You sighed before greeting Draken, “ Hello. My Name is Y/N and It's my pleasure to style your little one's hair today. What's the little princess's name if you don't mind me asking??” You said while Draken took in your beautiful Face before answering. “Hana and My name is Ken but everyone calls me Draken” Draken answered while shaking your soft hand before handing Hana to you.

Draken sat down as he observed you detangling and Styling Hanas Hair, He had to admit his eyes stayed on you. You were beautiful with your full curves and gorgeous skin that glowed in the sunlight that shone through the shop windows, It didn't help that you were tender and so kind to Hana as you took care of her hair. Hana didn't Fuss once while you comb through her curls

You didn't take long styling her hair or Maybe you did, Draken didn't notice time slipping by as he was too busy admiring you. “ All done Hana! You look absolutely beautiful” You said while smiling as Draken approached you, “ How Much would it be?” Draken asked as he got out his wallet. “ Nine Thousand yen (66 USD!)” you answered him softly while he handed you 15,000 Yen (110 USD!). “ Don't worry about the change” Draken said while giving you a soft smile as you thanked him

“ Hana, let's get you some ice cream for behaving so well. Do you want to come with us?? Of course, you can Bring Akemi.” Draken asked you while Hana Played with his hair, “You can go, I can take care of the shop” Akkun said while you were mulling over whether you should go or not. “ Thank you Akkun, Let me get Akemi.” You said while grabbing your stuff before walking to the back to get your daughter

Draken and You watched your babies eat their ice cream while you two chatted, “ I don't see any ring on your finger, does that mean you are single??” You asked Draken while your eyes stayed on the girls, “ Divorced before Hana's first Birthday but her Mom and I share custody , what about you? Are you single?” Draken asked you a question of his own. “Divorced Before Akemi's first Birthday too, Her dad travels for work a lot so it's just us” you answered back before getting up and Wiping Akemi's face with a napkin

“It's been nice Draken but I want to get back to the shop and help out Akkun, Thank you for inviting us,” you said with a smile before handing your number to him while Akemi laid her head on your chest while waving at Hana, “ Call me sometimes, Goodbye Hana and Draken,” You said as your heels clicked away.

Draken would never forget that day. Ever since that day you found time in your busy schedule for him, you stopped calling Him Draken and now refer to him as Your Kenny. you’re such a good mother and such a hard worker but you always make time for Hana and Him. Needless to say, He's madly in love with you…. “ Kenny, are you okay baby? You asked him while he stared at you from across the table, “ Just thinking about how hard-working you are” Draken said while smiling back at you, “ To us and the success of your new shop” Draken raised his glass as you both toasted.

With Hana with her mother and Akemi with the sitter, The two of you could relax and get fully wrapped in each other. Draken could barely unlock his door as his lips moved on your neck sucking away as you moaned his ear

“ Kenny, I need to feel you inside me,” you said needily as you grind your ass against him making Draken Groan, “ Fuck. let me open the door baby” Draken said while he was finally able to unlock the door

His fingers tugged under your dress pulling your thong off you as You palmed him through his pants while you two walked into his apartment. He was quick to pull your dress up as he got on his knees “ So wet already” Draken said while he pushed your folds apart with his fingers while he begin licking your pussy

His Tongue fucking up into you while you grinded yourself on his face as you held up your dress “ So good Kenny” you Moaned as you lost yourself in pleasure, His lips wrapping around your clit ever so often driving you wild as you freed your titties from your dress before pinching your nipples

“ Taste so sweet,” He said as he pulled his face from your pussy, “ Let Me taste you Kenny” You whined as he shook his head. “ Tonight is all about your pleasure baby,” Draken said before getting back to eating you out

Your eyes rolled as you came hard on his tongue as he lapped you up, “ Please Kenny fuck me” You moaned as he got up from the floor before leading you to his bedroom while you took down his hair

You took off your dress before laying on your belly on his bed, your fat ass bare to him as he stroked his dick. “ Fuck. So Beautiful” Draken said while he slowly entered your pussy letting you get adjusted to his size as his big dick stretched you so good making you moan his name

Your pussy felt so good to him that he had to close his eyes before giving you slow deep strokes, “ Feel so good gripping my dick” Draken said as he fucked up into you. Your pussy holding him tight with each thrust as his hands held your ass as it bounced against him

“So fucking Hot” Draken groaned as he fuck you deep, his dick easily finding your G-Spot making you arch your back while you shaked your ass making Draken spank you, “Alway giving your all even as I fuck you” Draken grunted while he fucked you so hard the bed moved under you

“Kenny Ahh Gonna cum” You moaned as you met his thrusts making him lay against you as he fuck into you ever so deeper, “Cum for me baby” He commanded as you obeyed him. Your Orgasm came down on you hard as you struggled to keep your back arched, Draken hands roaming your body as your pussy creamed around him while throbbing making him groan your name

Draken could barely pull out of you before cumming on your back saying your name Broken with each rope of cum that shot out of him “Fuck. Y/N, you're perfect” He groaned as he got up to get a wet towel to clean you up with

“I need to buy Akkun a Gift for Introducing us,” Draken thought as he wiped down your back before kissing the back of your neck.

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @thekristen999

How many works do you have on ao3? 21

What's your total ao3 word count? 380,201

What fandoms do you write for? Working on some 911 that I haven’t actually posted yet, and Teen Wolf, which has shifted to the back burner because Eddie Diaz took over my brain.

Top five fics by kudos: A Crooked Way to Fly Tabula Rasa Gift Trapped From Ashes The Guard and Red

Do you respond to comments? I fully intend to. And then my inbox is full of comment notifications from six years ago. I'm sorry I know I suck!!!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I don’t think I’ve written an angsty ending? 

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? All of them, I think.

Do you get hate on fics? Occasionally someone will say they didn’t like the ending of Tabula Rasa, but that’s it. And I get it.

Do you write smut? Nah. Once I found out that the actors had seen my art (for both Teen Wolf and 911), that fourth wall imploded in my mind and now it makes me too uncomfortable.

Craziest crossover: I haven’t done proper crossovers, but I did a Sterek Shrek AU one time that was unexpected.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of. Someone once took a sketch, colored it in, and reposted it as their OCs, but that’s the closest.

Have you ever had a fic translated? I think so? I know people have asked to translate them, but I never actually checked after.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? As in putting my own words in a doc, no. But @petals42 and I collaborated a lot with brainstorming and plotting, and then she did the writing and I did the art.

All time favourite ship? To write? Tied between Sterek and Buddie. But I also love Veronica and Logan from Veronica Mars, and John and Aeryn in Farscape, even though I’ve never wanted to write or really read fic for them.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? My Teen Wolf season one rewrite! Stiles is Derek’s age and a deputy, and he and Derek knew each other in high school. I still love it, it was just a monster and I haven’t been in that mode for a long time. I still have hope! I want to! If only for my own satisfaction.

What are your writing strengths? I’ve been told I’m pretty good at in character dialogue, at least with Stiles’ voice, and that’s the part I enjoy the most.

What are your writing weaknesses? Descriptions and like…actual, genuine emotions, I think. Whenever I try to write the heavier stuff, it feels way too melodramatic and then I cut it way back to the point where it’s basically gone.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language? If there’s plenty of context around it so you can get the gist of what they’re saying, then it’s okay. Like in Oceans how Yen never speaks a word of English, but everyone else’s responses tell you what he was saying. Otherwise I tend to prefer things like, “He said in Spanish,” or “They argued in Spanish for a minute.” 

First fandom you wrote in? Either Alex Rider or School of Rock. 😬

Favourite fic you've written? I still really like this outsider pov fic. I fucking love outsider pov. I have a 911 outsider pov that’s been mostly done for like two years, but then I realized the actual team isn’t in it enough to make people want to read it, so it's just kind of sitting there.

Tagging: @kitkatpancakestack @wellhalesbells @mad-madam-m @tawaifeddiediaz @cinematicnomad @zainclaw

[dondake-senpai]

『 ℝ𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 』 ᴶʲᵏ ᵒⁿᵉˢʰᵒᵗ

🅂🅈🄽🄾🄿🅂🄸🅂 After Geto Suguru had decided to walk down a whole different path, abandoning everything ever related to his life, the ones closed to him are bound to change, bound to change for the better but, it does hurt a lot right?

Gentle breeze came in through the open windows swaying the curtains. The warmth of the summmer heat mixed up with the temperate fanning of the ceiling fan. Distant noises of birds and crickets filtered in, encompassing the sunken room.

Y/n's hair splayed across the pillow, her body effortlessly laying on the soft mattress without any signs of movement. No thought's seems to be occupying her mind. The curtains brushes against her face like a feathery touch, forcing her to shift her stance a bit.

Her hands slowly moved down towards her belly, giving it a little rub and rested there for quite a while untill a grumble was what she was met with. Her eyes blinked at the wooden ceiling which was covered in barely visible cracks.

"I'm hungry". A soft sigh escaped her lips as she tried to encourage herself to act up swiftly in accordance with her partially limp body. Her gait towards the door consisted of some grumblings and sloppy drag of the feets. Hands were busy in untangling the messed up hair, save for the already wrapped hair tie around her wrist.

Even before her hands could reach out to the doorknob, a sudden wave of knock-knock-knocking reverberated in the room. A moment of hesitation washed over her face. Brows knitted for a sec before her hands grabbed the knob, rotating it and gave the door a half swing.

"Aren't you going to eat more?" Shoko's concerned voice didn't seem to reach the white haired sorcerers' ear. His chopsticks were already down on the table.

"Huh...I don't know how you are keeping up with this sort of meal" With a huff, Satoru pushed the chair back and got up. Hands reaching the head to give a light scratch before walking towards the door. "I'll be having some coke!" Waving and shouting over his shoulder, he disappeared behind the wooden estate of Jujutsu Tech.

The black glasses hung loosely on the bridge of his nose as he wandered towards the vending machine, situated at one shady corner of the training grounds. His long slender finger rummaged through the few coins in his pocket, trying to find that one 200 yen worth.

His feets halted near the machinery with the coin between his finger. Eyes were so unfocused that he didn't even realise there was a second presence also who were pushing their coin in cavity. Result? Satoru's coin dropped and rolled to the depths under the vending machine.

"Shit- I'm so sorry I didn't noti- Cat got his tongue. He blinked twice before slowly straightening his slumped posture. His gaze was now focused rather than wavering.

Y/n clicked the coke button 2 times and handed one to Satoru. Since he seemed to be lost to her, she dangled the can infront of his face, making him reach his hand to take the beverage from her.

The new first year, Kiyotaka Ichiji, was sparring with Nanami on the grounds while Shoko was hurriedly sent over to Kyoto to treat a mass of injured sorcerers. Yaga Sensei had also took off along with Shoko and now the only ones remaining with no job were namely Satoru and Y/n.

They both sat under the shed of a nearby tree and watched Nanami and the new kid throwing hands on each other, as a form of training of course. Their drinks were already finished and the can layed discarded in the space between them. Satoru had his back pressed against the bark and legs spread out. His hands rested at the back of his head as he gazes in distance.

It was died down here. Not only the conversation but also their hearts. It was crushed beyond repair. Those pieces were somehow fixed but the cracks remained visible. They didn't know what to speak, what to do anymore. It was as if the voices of the soul had sunken deep into the ocean of darkness, and anyhow it can't reach the surface.

The gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the tree causing some of them to detach and fall to the ground. Some stuck to the white fluffy head while some landed on Y/n's hands. She rubbed the leave between her fingers.

"It was still so young and bright but had fallen out of life"

'Satoru, you want to scold me right?' Her eyes never leaving the leaf as she continued her action. A heavy sighs escapes his lips, turning his full attention to the girl sitting beside her. A look of relief washes over his face.

"I would've kicked down your door, not for Shoko to stop me from execution. You had us worried sick. It's.... sort of miracle that your face isn't pale like I supposed it to be."

A chuckle escapes her lips. She turns back and looks Satoru in his eyes. (Eye colour) meeting the Ocean ones. It ached Satoru to see the liveliness in those eyes vanish in the span of 3 days confinement.

'Nanami had been there to provide me a three time meal daily among which I accepted only one, that also during the night time. Good food helps you to sleep you know.'

Lingering sad smile displayed on her facade as she now noticed how Satoru was barely showing any effects. Was he so good at hiding his emotions?

Before Y/n could even vent her consolidation, Satoru interrupted saying Why to be doleful when you can be gleeful. And got up from the grass, straightening his pants and his hand reaches out for Y/n to hold and get up.

This time the leaves rustled to great extend as Satoru looked down at the still sitting Y/n. Sun rays peeked through the green leaves and shone above his head, his features were highlighted. The Six Eyes gleams, failing the now bright sun.

For a moment Y/n couldn't remove her eyes from his beauty. Without further wait, Y/n clasps her hands with his and pulls herself up. And Satoru's arms quickly found it's way around her shoulders to dangle, forcing her small stature to stroll with him back to the dorms.

"Satoru, we are in it together. Not only us, Shoko too."

A content smile played on Satoru's lips as he quietly continued to listen her. They kept on with their march towards the dorms, leaving poor Nanami in the scorching heat.

Moments later Nanami goes under the same tree to rest in it's shade. Ichiji stood near the vending machine, shouting for Nanami's attention on what he would like to eat along with coke. But before he could've responded back, his eyes crosses upon the bread laying on the grass with a small 'thank you' note attached to it.

"Don't worry Y/n, I am the stronge- and there he receives a punch on his side. Frown took over his face as he rubbed the area where it was hurting greatly but he denied to show it.

'You think I'll be going easy on you huh?' Y/n quirks a brow and sassy-ness once again laced her tone after the span of three days. 'I'll be the one challenging you from now on, best friend of Geto Suguru.'

A deep chuckle vibrated in his throat as he stands tall against her now new rival, "Let's see through it, lover of Geto Suguru."

[kanaglows]

Hello!! May I request smth? Maybe a one-shot, a Toya x s/o (I prefer a male if isn't a problem!) Playing at the arcade? Kinda cute, this idea just emerged on my mind! If you don't want to write it no problem!

Hope you're having a good day! I'm happy that new pjsekai writing blogs are coming!

Sure! Just something I'll have to let you know. I did try to make it a male reader but I couldn't seem to squeeze anything that could even hint that the reader is male so I decided to make it gender-neutral instead. I'm really sorry 🥲

Notes: Gender-neutral reader

Style: Bullets/hcs

Toya X Reader at Arcade!

You had always known Toya was good at arcade games. He always seemed to spend his free time there, it was natural that he would be, however, you didn't realise just how good he was until today.

You decided to stop by the arcade in hopes of running into him and possibly being able to hang out. Recently, there had been some subtle feelings growing between the two of you (they weren't subtle at all 😀), it was sort of embarrassing though, if your friends were to find out they would tease you relentlessly (they already know 😀).

You felt slightly let down when you realised he wasn't here, regardless, that didn't stop you from enjoying the games. You had made a couple friends while playing a few fighting games you were familiar with and quickly rose to the top, becoming known as the champion. You were unbeaten.

To be honest, all of your opponents were... pretty bad. Some guy managed to blow himself up (how?)

"Any more contenders?" you asked. You had a winning streak of 19, you would only need one more win to get to 20 and then you would end for the day, you had a curfew.

There was a silence. It seemed like everyone had already given it a go until- "I'll play," you heard someone say from behind you. It was a voice you recognised, a quiet, calm one; turning around, you saw that it was none other than Toya Aoyagi himself. You were done for- but also really happy that he was here.

"Oh hey, Toya! Nice to see you here," you grinned. "Hey," he smiled, "mind if I play?".

You thought for a second. You would undoubtedly lose your streak if you let him play but on the other hand, you would get to spend more time with him if you let him. A tricky decision indeed- but then you realised that you couldn't exactly say no; it would be rude 😕. Besides, even if he went against you there's still a chance you could win, he can't be that good, can he?

You were wrong. He was that good. You were dead within seconds.

"Wow," you breathed out, not knowing what to say, "you're really good at this." Toya nodded, "Thanks. Wanna go for another round?"

"I totally would if I could," you sighed, "I have a curfew, my parents would kill me if I was la-..." your eyes fell onto a claw machine, but not just any claw machine. This claw machine had something very valuable inside it, a limited edition (favourite fictional character) plush. You wondered if it would take up too much time to try and win it, but then again... (favourite fictional character) was worth the risk of getting grounded.

"Umm, I'm going to try and get something from that machine and then I'll get going, Toya," you said, slipping a coin into the small slot at the bottom. "Got it, it was nice seeing you, (name)," he replied with a smile before walking to another arcade machine.

20 minutes later...

You were about to commit a felony. You had wasted 2000 yen and were still yet to win that damned plushie. How long was this going to take exactly? You had to get home soon.

"Still struggling?" you heard Toya say from behind you. "Yeah, would you mind helping me out? I'll pay."

He nodded, "Sure, I don't mind."

Wow. There was no denying that Toya was definitely efficient when it came to these kinds of things, no doubt about that. It only took him one try.

"Here you go," he handed the plush to you. "Thanks," you mumbled, pretty much awestruck by his skills. "I guess you'll be off now?" he asked. You gave a nod. "Y'know, you're really good at fighting games, you should come here more often," Toya suggested, "it would be a lot more fun around here."

You laughed, "you think so?".

"Definitely," a faint smile growing on his face, "I'll see you later, (name)". You waved at each other as you took your leave. What a day that was. You were definitely telling (favourite fictional character) about this on character.ai.

[reallyromealone]

FORTUNE TELLER 9

Part 8 🌸 current 🌸 part 10

Warning: swearing, Bonten, Sanzu as a concept, avoiding kidnapping, shit gets boring then really wild

(Name) couldn't sleep much, the nightmares waking him but that didn't matter much to him.

His body wasn't sore anymore so he might as we get a move on.

He was a sitting duck like this.

Getting up and getting his bearings he checked around the shrine before continuing his journey, if his memory was correct if he went east he would end up in Tottori, he heard it was secluded.

It was perfect.

It would take him six days if his math was correct.

It was worth freedom.

Leaving the shrine he stuck to the shadows and out of the sight of people, hiding at anyone who vaguely looked like they could be gang related.

So basically anyone to (name) at this point.

Everyone was a threat.

He managed to find change along the way, getting a water bottle from a vending machine, the journey would be long after all and he could survive without food for a week.

He couldn't survive long without water.

"...shit!" (Name) said ducking in an alleyway when he saw those familiar black cars stroll by.

It was a manhunt at this point.

And (name) knew they wouldn't stop till they found him.

And he couldn't let that happen.

God knows what they would do when they got him.

They were probably livid.

God his mom would have been so worried for him.

X

Naoto felt awful, he had barely gotten away from Bonten and he lost (name).

Hopefully he's hiding well.

Half of Tokyo was looking for him, both Bonten and the police and people were starting to notice.

"Don't worry, we'll find him" an officer said trying to calm down the angry detective but it fell to deaf ears.

What if they already found him?

Just pretending to look for him to throw the Tokyo police off their scent?

The possibilities were endless.

They were so close, but of course Bonten would have something up their sleeves.

X

(Name) was tired.

He had been walking for hours through the back streets of Tokyo and avoiding anything anyone and for once.

He wished he could see his own future.

Maybe then he could know what to avoid.

When to hide.

He couldn't even call anyone.

He hoped Naoto was alright, he felt bad dragging him into this.

Hopefully the detective would get to go to his sister's wedding, the dress looked lovely.

"I'm looking?! How hard is it to find one fucking person!" Sanzu yelled to Ran causing (name) to duck behind some trash cans, heart racing as he overhead the conversation.

"Well we better find him! Mikeys tantrums are only getting fucking worse!"

"We all want him back, but you bitching won't fix it!"

(Name) tried not to move a muscle as they got closet, still not aware he was just feet away as they argued.

"We have everyone hunting him down, a bounty on him it's only a matter of time before he shows up on our radar"

And at that moment (name) knew he needed to get the fuck out of Tokyo.

Soon.

Eventually the Bonten men left and (name) took in a shaky breath before getting up and running.

"Are you alright?" A voice broke him from his thoughts and shakily he looked at a pretty man who looked at him worried "a-ah yes! Sorry" (name) said almost frantically as he stared at the golden eyed man with long blond and black hair put in a bun.

"Are you sure...?"

(Name) just nodded before bolting again, he's wasting daylight talking to someone who would just be in danger near him.

It was night time and he managed to end up in a park, the moon high as he planned his next course of action.

"You hear? Bonten put an 173 million yen on some guy, apparently it's the leaders lover or something" some thug said and (name) hid in a tree as he thought about what they said.

'lover...?' he thought, confused as he continued to eavesdrop on the conversation before him only to lose his balance a bit from the lack of food and exhaustion, catching their attention.

"Who the fuck is that?!" One of the men yelled out and (name) felt all his exhaustion leave him as he bolted.

"Get the fuck back here!"

(Name) felt his heart leap into his chest as he ran through the park and out into the streets, weaving past people.

"SHIT--- (name)?" A voice he wished he didn't hear as he locked eyes with Koko, the man exiting a club.

"Nononono!" (Name) said teary eyed as he looked at one of the men who haunt his nightmares.

"We been looking everywhere baby, come on don't you want to see the birds?" Mochis voice snapped his attention behind him as the tall bearded man rested his hand on (name)s trembling shoulder "we missed you, didn't you miss us?"

No absolutely not.

The concept of them made him want to throw up from fear.

"Now let's go home, Mikey's been missing you"

[makipedia]

A request! How about Maki Zenin x f reader! They go grocery shopping and Maki saves reader from a collapsing display of stacked up soup cans?

hope I've explained it well, idk if the scenario makes sense, sorry! ♡♡♡

ABSOLUTELYYYY OMG I LOVE GETTING MAKI REQUESTS I LOVE HERRR I LOVE MAKI I LOVE HER I LOVE WRITING FOR HER SHES SO BEAUTIFUL AND LOVELY AND i ship maki x author she's literally my wife YEAH

pairing: maki zenin x f! reader :33

genre: fluffy fluff fluff <333333

soup aisle.

a pile of soup cans of all things. it could've been a curse or something, but soup cans? it felt so embarrassing to even just look at maki. you always thought you were never really clumsy, so you never imagined a day where you'd be saved from a pile of soup cans.

yeah right.

but before that, you and her had set out to go grocery shopping for yourselves since all the other first and second years can't seem to keep their hands off other people's food. yuji toge and panda had eaten all 5 boxes you'd bought in less than a week. megumi ate all the rice, gojo took all the bread to make the 'ultimate sandwich' for his lunch. he ended up vomiting. nobara got mad at gojo and instead ate all the ice cream. when you and maki found out, you both were livid. you two had spent over 12,000 yen combined on food, and they all ate it in less than two weeks!

so now here you are, walking around the store with your girlfriend. sometimes other girls would peek around the corner to catch a glimpse for a little too long for your liking, and almost started several fights in the span of 10 minutes. you understood why. maki's the hottest woman you've ever seen. and even though maki gets embarrassed, you still have to show the world that she's yours.

"we've got to have a hiding place to put all this food," you comment as you shove the box of cinnamon toast crunch into the cart. maki chuckles and keeps pushing. "i don't think there's a place on campus where the others won't get into it." she replies turning around the corner to the next aisle. your eyes glimmer as you look over and see this huge pile of ravioli cans.

"i'm craving ravioli!" you chirp as you skip from the cart. maki hums and keeps walking down the aisle.

the pile looks like a volcano, the ones you see in cartoons where they stand a little too tall. you pouted as you eyed the pile up and down. you thought if you took even one from the pile, the rest would tumble down like a jenga tower and flatten you.

deciding that you'd go for it, you reached for the one that was dead in the middle. you had to get on your tippie toes to reach the middle.

right as maki looked your way to see if you had gotten the ravioli yet, she saw you about to topple into the soup can aisle. she huffed as she left the cart and sped over to break your fall, wrapping a strong arm around your torso and pulling you away from the pile.

"you really should be more careful." she commented as you sat in her arm, watching a can tip over on the corner. her voice full of saccharine flowed right into your ear and your cheeks blushed, the flush spreading from one end of your face to the other. she chuckled at your expression then released her hold around you and walked off with that soup can in her hand.

your cheeks puffed as you pouted and you stomped over next to her. "you didn't have to do that." you mumbled. maki let out a hearty laugh and kept walking down the aisle. "oh, but i did." she replied, looking at you with a smirk on her face.

you rolled your eyes and kept walking next to her with your arms crossed and a pout on your face.

---

the difference between how i write for maki vs how i write for others is unreal.

[moonlightpirate]

Inkpot Gods

Well its finally here my first chapter of my The Witcher fic! It is a Female reader insert fic. You are a princess of a kingdom being plagued by a creature. Your father has hired a semi willing Geralt to not only get rid of the creature but to protect you. AO3 link is here moodboard made by the lovely @sweetpeapod

Jaskier groaned, "Why are we going to Eirian again? I didn't think they had any monsters there."

"Hmmm." Was Geralt's only response to the bards rambling.

"Seriously Geralt, some background would be nice. I want to know what we are getting ourselves into. You just barged into the inn I was playing at, and demanded I join you in this quest. What is going on?"

Geralt glared at Jaskier, "I have received a letter from the king. His daughter is supposedly in danger. I'm not sure what kind of danger, but he has offered to pay handsomely for my services."

"How heroic! Geralt saving a princess! I can't wait to tell this story!"

Geralt rolled his eyes at the bard before resuming his silent thoughts. He had never gotten a request like this. He wasn't a savior, he was a monster killer. Was it really wise to have Jaskier with him? He was known for wooing women. But, the King and Queen had asked for him specifically to be with Geralt.

"Seriously boys you are going to Eirian as well?" An all too familiar female voice inquired.

"Yen? What are you doing here?"

"Yes seriously, witch, what are you doing here?" Jaskier echoed Geralt's question.

"The Queen of Eirian has asked me to look after her daughter. She believes that the princess may have hints of chaos magic."

"So? Deal with her chaos magic after we get rid of whatever the king wants Geralt to protect her from." Jaskier huffed.

"Sorry bard you are stuck with me. Though it leads me to wonder why you are here?"

"Enough, both of you. Like it or not the king and queen of Eirian want us all. We will find out why when we get there." Geralt groaned longing for silence.

Jaskier and Yennefer both gave each other a glare but opted to follow in silence.

It took them almost seven days to reach Eirian from where they had been. During that time, Geralt made sure to find them a safe place to regroup should they become separated. As they got neared the kingdom, the glittering castle could be seen from miles away. Geralt watched and shook his head as Jaskier was almost jumping with joy ready for a warm meal and a cozy bed to lay on.

*************

"My lord and my lady, the witcher, the mage, and the bard have been seen approaching the city." A castle guard said kneeling in front of the king and queen.

"Thank you." The Queen said dismissing the guard before turning to a servant, "make sure everything is ready. We are to have a grand feast tonight."

"A grand feast? What for?" You inquire, appearing next to your mother.

"We will have Geralt of Rivia here along with some friends of his." Your mother replied.

You groan, you know you're stronger than what your parents believe you to be. Your father had the general train you in sword fighting from the time you were a small child. Whatever this creature was that was out to get you, was nothing you couldn't handle.

"Mom really?"

"Stop your groaning, and go get dressed y/n. They will be here by dinner."

"Yes mother." You say as you curtsy before turning away and rolling your eyes.

You begin to wonder if it's not just for your safety, but if your parents were trying to set you up for a marriage again. They had always been intrigued by that prophecy.

***********

As nightfall hit, Geralt, Jaskier, and Yennefer made their way into the palace.

"Hello, our esteemed guests, welcome to Eirian." The king greeted them at the castle door before he gestured them into the banquet hall.

"It smells so good." Jaskier said, almost visibly drooling.

Neither Geralt nor Yennefer said anything as they made their way inside. The room was filled to the brim with people in dresses and nice clothes laughing and dancing. Everyone stopped and bowed to the king as he guided the group towards the head table. Whispers could be heard among the crowd as everyone wondered why a witcher was there, and who these other two people were.

"My love, and my daughter, this is Geralt of Rivia, he is here to help."

"Pleasure to meet you. May I inquire as to who is with you." You ask, looking both men up and down.

"Princess, this is Jaskier, he is one of my most trusted friends and allies. Next to me is Yennefer. She told me she had a summons to come here." Geralt grunted.

"Yes she did. I asked her to come here. Geralt and Yennefer, if the king and I may speak to you in private about why you are here. Darling, make sure Jaskier gets some food and whatever else he requires." The Queen placed a gentle hand on her husband's back and motioned to Geralt and Yennefer to follow.

Your mother gave you a stern glare after she heard your sigh of protest. Rolling your eyes, you stood up and made your way down to Jaskier. You could practically see the hunger in the man's bright blue eyes.

"Come sit with me…Jaskier was it? We have plenty of food."

"Oh thank you! Geralt seems to forget that eating is a necessary thing." Jaskier replied, following the beautiful princess to the table.

He was stunned by her beauty, and the way her eyes shone in the light. He was taken aback by the way that beautiful red dress fell against her body.

You both sat down where you watched the man eat while waiting patiently for your parents. As if he knew you were watching, he looks up and smiles at you with an almost devilish grin.

"So, why exactly is Geralt wanted here? It seems like a lovely kingdom to me." He inquires, leaning in close to you.

"I'm not really supposed to talk about it. But essentially there is supposedly a creature that has been plaguing the land. Mom and dad believe it may be after me now. That's all I'll say. What exactly do you do?" You inquire, noticing the lute sitting by his feet.

"Oh, I'm just a bard. Not really sure why Geralt brought me along. He doesn't even like my music." Jaskier scoffed.

"Ah a bard. Wait...I've heard of you. Aren't you the bard that goes from town to town wooing women and leaving them for that brooding witcher?"

"Hey! I don't go from town to town wooing and using women! Or abandoning them for Geralt!" Jaskier replied, looking hurt.

You give him a skeptical look. Before you could answer, one of the princes approached the table and asked you for a dance.

Jaskier watched you as you accepted, and made your way to the dance floor. He groaned and looked at the plate of food in front of him, no longer really hungry. If the King and Queen wouldn't tell him what was going on, why was he wanted here?

She is so beautiful…how can I show her that I am not as bad as she has heard? But even if I could, why would she want just a bard when she could have a prince? Jaskier thought to himself as he watched the princess dance and laugh.

***********

"So what is this creature you have hired me to take care of?" Geralt asked.

"Well we believe we are being plagued by a shapeshifter. The village has been complaining about seeing long dead relatives. Or strange creatures that are beyond belief. Some say they have even seen themselves." The King responded.

"Hmmmm"

"A shapeshifter really? That could be hard for us to track. What makes you think it's after your daughter?" Yennefer replied.

"We think she may have some powers that she's not completely aware of. That is why I wanted you here, Yennefer, as you are a very powerful sorceress. I fear the shapeshifter may want her powers." The Queen responded.

"What forms has it been known to take? What times of the day has it been seen?" Geralt chimed in.

"You would need to go back into the party and mingle with the guests, or let them come to you. They haven't really told us. All we know is that there is something plaguing our village. Please, you must help us." The Queen begged.

"I'm going to give you the payment now and more. Geralt of Rivia all I ask is if you cannot defeat this monster, that you will keep my daughter safe. I've heard tales of a possible ambush or attack as well. Please save her." The king pleaded, handing Geralt the money.

The Queen handed Yennefer the payment she promised her, "Yes you as well my dear. Keep her safe and if she has powers, do not let anyone take advantage of them."

"I will do my best. Well Geralt, shall we head back to the party?" Yennefer asked before turning and making her way out into the group of dancing people.

Geralt sighed and followed her. His eyes immediately began looking for Jaskier since the bard was last seen with the princess. After a moment he saw him sitting alone with a sad look on his face. He followed Jaskier's gaze, and found them locked on the princess who was dancing around the room with a tall man. The hair stood up on Geralt's neck…he knew that man...that man should be dead. He made his way over to Jaskier.

"What happened?" Geralt asked.

"She doesn't even know me and has bad thoughts about me! Basically said I leave women for you! As if those relationships just don't work on their own!" Jaskier huffed.

Geralt gave Jaskier a skeptical look and tried not to laugh.

"Has she been dancing with the same man this whole time?"

"I don't use women, I just haven't found the right one! Oh, uh, I'm not sure. I don't think that was the man she started off with."

"Hmmmm" Geralt's eyes landed back on the princess only to find that she had stopped dancing, and was approaching him.

"Geralt of Rivia pleasure to meet you properly. I'm y/n." You say with a mischievous grin.

"Was that man the same one you've been dancing with this whole time?"

"Oh, um, I believe so. Why?"

"You believe so, or you know so?"

"It was a dance! I may have ended up with someone else! I can't really say. Honestly no, that probably was a different man!" You huffed before turning away from the witcher and going over to see your parents.

"What's happening Geralt? Why are you so worried about who she was dancing with?" Jaskier inquired suddenly appearing next to Geralt.

"Stay close to her, Jaskier. Try not to lose sight of her. If you do, come and get me immediately."

"But Geralt…won't it be weird if I just hover over…" Jaskier stuttered.

"You are an entertainer are you not? Play some music. Talk about your songs. I don't care, just keep an eye on her!"

Jaskier nodded and sulked away towards the king and queen. Geralt shook his head uncertain if it was a good idea having Jaskier keeping an eye on the princess, but he didn't have much choice. He made his way into the crowd looking again for that face. It had to have been the face of the man that he had killed trying to defend Ciri. Geralt knew he couldn't get that face out of his mind, ever, but perhaps he had imagined it this time.

“Any luck yet?” Yennefer inquired, appearing in front of him suddenly.

“No…though I swear I saw that Nilfgaardian soldier that tried to kill Ciri a few years back.”

"Wait, you mean the one you killed? How is that possible?".

Geralt gave Yennefer a stern look before continuing to move through the crowd keeping a watchful eye out.

"Do you think she's really safe with Jaskier? Shouldn't we tell him so he can be on guard?" Yennefer stated, finally seeing Jaskier with the royal family.

"Yen…I trust him. He is honestly probably safer with her than she is with him. I've heard she is a formidable fighter."

Yennefer sighed, but before she could explain, a loud boom could be heard outside. They both looked at each other and then back towards Jaskier and the royal family.

The king looked at Geralt with a worried look on his face. Geralt made his way to the nearest window and looked out. He saw all the soldiers running towards the gate, meaning someone was trying to break in.

"The castle is under siege! Everyone should get out!" Yennefer shouted, as she appeared next to Geralt and saw what was happening outside

Immediately, people began to scream, and start to panic. Geralt gave Yennefer a cold glare before making his way over to where the royal family still stood.

"We need to go now. You have a small amount of time. If you'd like to pack a few belongings you better hurry."

The Queen put a gentle hand on the princess's back, and urged her to go pack her stuff. Geralt nodded at Jaskier signaling he wanted him to follow and make sure nothing happened to her.

*********

The king went off to fight with his men, and make sure the castle was secure. Geralt wasn't entirely sure where the queen had gone, but he knew his main charge was the princess. He had Jaskier and the princess meet him in the servants quarters to avoid detection.

"Alright, no matter what happens be suspicious of everyone. Your parents have told me they believe the main enemy is a shapeshifter. We aren't sure but it seems to be true." Geralt told them.

You roll your eyes, not really convinced there was truly any danger outside of the army trying to bust through the gate. But you follow Geralt out to the hallway. You gasp as you pass a window and see the battle that was unfolding below. Jaskier gently pulls on your black cape draped across your shoulders, encouraging you to keep following Geralt.

"I can help fight. Please let me go help them." You whisper to Jaskier.

He looks at you with the biggest blue eyes you've ever seen, even in this dark room. You know his answer before he can even say it. Nodding solemnly you go to follow Geralt but he had disappeared from your sight. You both look at each other, when you hear a grunt of pain that you knew was Geralts.

Quickly, you run towards the scuffle, curious. Just as you get closer, you hear a malicious laugh, and see Geralt's body flying towards you. You flatten yourself against the wall trying to avoid being hit.

Geralt stands up as his eyes land on you, he grabs you by the arm dragging you down the hall, "there is a dangerous creature up ahead. I need to fight it off. You both will need to find a way out on your own."

Without warning Geralt practically throws you into Jaskier's arms. You brace yourself against the bard's chest, thankful he was strong enough to catch you.

"I can help you fight this creature, let me do it!" You turn away from Jaskier and yell at Geralt, Jaskier held on to your waist, preventing you from running towards Geralt.

"No! You need to get out of here. Whatever it is, it's after you. Now go! Jaskier, you know where to take her!" Geralt shouted running back down the hall.

"Come on, he's right. Where do we go to get out of here?" Jaskier asked, gently pulling you by your waist back in the opposite direction.

You tried to struggle free of his grip, but he was too strong. Realizing it was futile you gave in, but you knew you had to get yourself some form of weapon to defend yourself so you led him to the armory.

"Wait…this isn't an exit. What are we doing here?" Jaskier inquired, as he stopped in the doorway.

"Well we need weapons, there's an army outside, and apparently creatures running around this castle!"

You wander for a moment, knowing which weapons you wanted.

"I'm just a bard…"

Using all your strength you jump up to the two swords hanging on the wall, and force them down. They clatter to the floor. You grab them and hand one to Jaskier.

"Do you expect to save me with the lute on your back? Trust me, just wave it around, and make it look like you know what you are doing. If we survive, I can give you a proper lesson if you'd like."

Jaskier tried not to blush as you grabbed his hand, and showed him the way out to the courtyard.

"This has been way too easy. I feel we should have run into someone by now." Jaskier said, looking nervously around the courtyard.

"Everyone must be by the gate fighting. We need to find horses or something. It's not practical to keep running." You say immediately heading towards the stables.

Without warning, a powerful blow knocked you off your feet. Gasping for breath you turn and see a soldier coming towards you,  his sword drawn and shield in front of him.

"Ah princess (y/f/n), there you are." The soldier sneered, he was clearly wearing the Nilfgaard colors.

Jaskier firmly planted himself between you and the soldier. Knowing he wasn't quite able to fight off the soldier, you quickly stood up, ignoring the pain that coursed through your body, and moved to stand next to him.

"What do you want with me?" You inquire.

"Oh, I'm sure you know why we are here. You need to marry the prince, and ensure our kingdom's safety with your…powers."

"No!" the king shouted, coming from nowhere.

"Father!" You shout watching your father knock the soldier across the head, and watch in horror as the soldier falls to the ground.

"He's only unconscious. You need to leave now. Both of you! Get out of here!" Your father said.

You start sobbing, and go to argue with your father. Before you can, he shakes his head and drags the unconscious soldier out of sight. Jaskier puts a comforting hand on your shoulder as he gently pulls you towards the stable. Once in the stable, luck was on your side as you both saw the horse.

"Only one…what shall we do." Jaskier wonders aloud.

"Guess we will have to share. Get on." You say trying to mount the horse when a sudden pain in your side from where the soldier hit you, caused you to fall to the ground in pain.

"Y/n!" Jaskier shouts running to your side.

You glance down and see some blood on your light pink dress.

"The soldier must have hit me harder than I thought." You say grasping your side.

You could hear shouts from near the stable. Jaskier looks at you in fear before he picks you up off the floor. You both work together to get you situated on the saddle, Jaskier following to sit behind you.

He wrapped one of his arms around you holding you close to him to make sure you stayed on the saddle. Ignoring the surge of feelings, and pain you felt and also the shock of how strong Jaskier was, you grab the reins and navigate the horse out into the woods as fast as you can.

"Where is this meeting place Geralt wants you to take me?" You inquire when you feel far enough out of harm's way.

"Give me the reins. It's not far." Jaskier leans into, you gently taking the reins from you.

You lean against Jaskiers chest and try to process all that has happened. Your whole body ached from the soldier hitting you, probably with his shield, and you worried about why you were bleeding. But that was almost irrelevant as the pain of knowing your family was probably dead, swept through you.

What did that Nilfgaardian soldier want? What did the creature Geralt had been fighting, want with you? You knew you had powers, but you didn't think they were anything worth all of this madness.

Jaskier must have known all your emotions were hitting you, because he used the arm he had wrapped around to give you a slight squeeze.

"It'll be okay we are nearly there. Then I will make sure that soldier didn't injure you too badly. You've been through a lot, please talk to me if you need to." Jaskier whispered in your ear.

You gently put your hand on the arm that is holding you. As much as you want to spill your heart and emotions out to him, right now wasn't the time to do it.

"You're a bard, right? Sing me a song if you don't mind. I just want a distraction. Or tell me a story if you'd rather not sing. Please."

Jaskier smiled, and told you a story about how he met Geralt and the adventure they went on.

You were uncertain how true it was, but just hearing his voice was calming you. It lead you to wonder if the prophecy your mother had told you about was possibly true, and if Jaskier was the man in it. All of a sudden, a sharp pain seized your body and you fell unconscious against Jaskier.

[bestiarum]

ok so. i love the witcher books. i read them a Long time ago and the story has stayed with me all these years + i'm polish so i have this different kind of emotional attachement to it as well. and i reread the books like 10 times already. but my point here is. i really struggle to understand the trajectory of the show. and i know a lot of things have been said about it (esp season 2), and i agree with some stuff and disagree with other HOWEVER. something that baffles me more than anything else i think is the way they handled the relationship between jaskier and geralt. rant below :)

cause like. some of the stuff that happens in the show does happen in the books as well. it's not that the relationship is completely different than it was in the og source material. jaskier is kind of an idiot and gets geralt into a lot of trouble. geralt does get upset with jaskier at some point and tells him a few unpleasant things. but like. the entire relationship is different?? the circumstances too? geralt doesn't get upset with jaskier for no reason, and he doesn't berate him for stuff that jaskier isn't guilty of. (in baptism of fire there is a very good reason for geralt to very decidedly tell jaskier that he's being an idiot and it would have been better if geralt "strangled him and threw him in a ditch" like some people suggested he should when they first started travelling together. and even then, in this particular book, geralt is being awful to everyone because he's Going Through Things, but it's never as baseless as in the show, and then he gets called out on it by everyone and changes his behavior. but regardless.) it's like the writers took all of the books and hand-picked the awful moments and behaviors present in their friendship and packed them into the first season (i'm not even gonna discuss season two because it's just not even remotely similar to the books sorry). i mean, geralt would NEVER not on pain of death hurt jaskier physically. the gut punch in the second episode always makes me go "well MY geralt would never". and pretty much the entire show does that as well.

the thing about this relationship and why it is so special in the books is that it provides levity. and i don't just mean that jaskier is the comic relief, i mean that jaskier brings levity into geralt's life. he's the one person who sees geralt as just human and who does not have any expectations for him (unlike yennefer, ciri, etc, all of them in different ways and for different reasons). jaskier condemns geralt's attitute towards himself multiple times (ie makes geralt understand that he isn't different and alienated from humanity by default, that he keeps expecting people to see the worst in him and treat him as some sort of exotic freak and not a person, which isn't true), allowing him to just be himself. they have fun together. like they're absolute idiots sharing one braincell sometimes and it's good!! it's fun!! he's geralt's best friend. that's literally how he's first introduced, before we even see him in the scene; nenneke tells geralt that jaskier's there to see him and asks if geralt wants to, and geralt literally says "of course, he's my friend, after all". and when nenneke tells him she doesn't understand this friendship because they're each others' complete opposites, geralt tells her "opposites attract". and that's that. none of the weird shit the show tries to pull with geralt refusing to call jaskier his friend because....? idk why actually.

their relationship is a constant. geralt and yen have issues all of the time; geralt avoids ciri for a while as well, but jaskier is someone he's always happy to see (there are actually many points in the books where geralt just sees a feather that jaskier wears on his hat or hears a "familiar peal of laughter" and immediately knows it's jaskier and always welcomes the bard into his company). and yeah, jaskier does drive geralt crazy because he's annoying and extravagant and kind of an idiot, but it's always met with something more akin to fond exasperation than with the cold annoyance that we get in the show.

in the books, they sleep in the same bed multiple times. they share physical contact. they save each other multiple times (jaskier stays in dangerous situations just because he doesn't want to leave geralt and instead tries to help him and geralt once calls jaskier crazy for thinking that he could ever leave jaskier in danger). in the last wish, after the djinn, geralt learns that jaskier will not be able to sing, but that he'll survive and be able to talk, and STILL geralt sits down in a corner resting his face on closed fists. and then says that he'd sit his bare ass on a scorpion if it meant that jaskier would be okay. and THEN keeps negotiating with yen so that jaskier is completely unharmed. meanwhile in the show we get a mere "yeah we won't let that happen" when jaskier is DYING. and in the lady of the lake, as they say goodbye, geralt says "daj pyska, stary durniu" which literally translates to "give me your face/mouth, old fool" and is used as an invitation to kiss someone platonically. can you imagine show geralt asking jaskier to kiss him? neither can i.

idk it's just so weird to me that they keep saying how "male friendship is so important blah blah" while making their relationship more of a one sided romance on jaskier's part, when they have SO much material in the books. and i'm bitter lmao

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Probable spoilers for the next chapters

115 >starts with Asa lying on the ground, they can't find the exit, the time has stopped, the toilet water doesn't work and the aquarium fish has all died >the devil club hunter sitting next beside now, told her they would've been out if it weren't for her destroying her phone >Asa told him since he's chainsawman, please do something. >"I'm chainsawman?" "What are you talking about?" >"But the starter in your chest..." >He then said he had this put on from a surgery, saying a man close to chainsawman told him it was one of his traits >If ge really were chainsawman, he would've gottem everyone out of here, and burst into hysterical laugh, asking chainsawman for help >Jumps to Denji and Yoshida talking, with Yoshida asking if Denji is going to do anything >Denji told him if they couldn't find the devil in the first place, there's nothing he could do, and asking if Yoshida can do anything >Yoshida then took out his phone, but as expected there was no signal, and no help is arriving as time as stopped. >"Honestly I'm fully prepared to die this time" "Can you eat the death devil? Chainsawman" >Jumps to Denji finding Asa, saying everyone seems to have turned into an idiot >Asa is hungry, Denji told her to eat fish, but she can't >Asa says shes sorry for bringing you on a date, it doesn't make any sense but I'm trying to turn you into a weapon >Goes on a rant, TLDR she can't turn anyone into a weapon, because shes a boring human >Denji hearing nothing, asked her what shes babbling about by herself >"You can't eat fish right? How about we try some starfish?"

116

>Starts with Asa saying which starfish can or can't be eaten >Asa asks if they're really eating it, "You couldn't eat fish right? You have no choice but to eat the starfish" >"But starfish has poisons, we can't eat them unless they're boiled" >Denji told her its fine, there is a pot in the staffroom and he gotten the lighter from one of the devil hunter club member >Jumps to a frame with lots of student hat on the floor, Asa asks Denji what are they for >Denji told her its to sell once they've returned outside >Asa then ask what are you trying so hard to earn money for >"I have to live together with someone like a little sister, and I'm going to a university so I can become smarted" >"that's why I need those money for school fees, I have been living a shit life, thats why I want to live a normal life now" >The starfish is now cooked, Denji said its tasteless, Asa says its not enough >Next to them are some dried fish Denji made, Asa took one of them to eat >Denji asked she couldn't eat fish right? She took a bite and gag a little >Denji laughs at her, "aren't you an interesting one?" >Asa becomes happy, "so I'm an interesting girl...!" >"So you've finally realised it! I'm attractive aren't I?!" >Denji says she's not bad, reminds him of a friend from long ago >Suddenly, Asa thought of an idea to get all of them out, after looking at those hats denji collected >Asa told him to gather all the money, he said he only got 1000 yen from the bag earlier, and theres 14000 from the safe in the staffroom >Asa: "Steal them!" Denji "Oh yeah!" And they are running d looking fun together >After gathering all the money, Asa told Denji to give everything to her >Denji refuses, Asa: "If we get out of here I'll listen to one of your wish!" >Denji gives her the money, Asa told her to face the wall over there and covered up his ears >"With this one million dollar, I'm buying this aquarium!" >"Aquarium Spear"

Guess Aquarium Spear will be strong enough to face fake Chainsaw Man or the Justice Devil