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Artem Wing CSE 2025 Avaricious WISHES

an Artem Wing CSE event by stelliseventsph

🌹 04.26.2025 D-DAY 🌹

'The day has come where we meet our dear Duke, what a lovely event made for our destined meeting.'

Part 1 🌹

Acknowledgement and appreciation for stelliseventsph

It was a hot summer day but the love and warmth of the cheering and love of the fans of Tears of Themis and our birthday boy, Artem, was enough to forget the discomfort of the summer season.

Thank you so much for @stelliseventsph for always hosting the loveliest CSEs. From the location, to the program, and of course, for inviting so many wonderful artists for the merchandise for the event!

I'll always be thankful for Kat, one of the organizers, who contacted me through twitter if I would like to contribute for the merchandise. I was sooooo overjoyed and happy as enjoying cute things and creating ultra girly designs for otome is something I had to hide for a long time because of societal norms and because of other traumas caused by past people I knew. I feel more confident in creating illustrations and design and am more in touch with my feminine side because of this.

Part 2 🌹

The pocket mirror for the Duke's only love

I was contacted to design a pocket mirror for the event and oh.my.god how I was ecstatic and locked in to design the pocket mirror for Artem's birthday ! The idea was to create a design that not only makes use of the space of a roughly 3" pocket mirror. The round design is flexible and I decided to create an emblem looking design.

For some reason, it looked reminiscent to a certain popular Chinese makeup brand and honestly? It was part of my mood board, but I was also into researching and watching a lot of information regarding Fabergé eggs at the time I was contacted and also those really pretty East Asian makeup brands like Majolica Majorca, the old packaging of Etude House, especially the ballet and Antoinette collection ( bring them back !! ) and of course, Flower Knows.

The process went like this:

Drafts and sketches

Improvements

Final pocket mirror design

I am so happy as well with the outcome upon receiving the CSE Kit ! The pocket mirror came out so well and I love everyone's work ! Everyone did such a good job that I'm so happy to be a part of this CSE ( and future stelliseventsph events as well, perhaps? 🥺 ) I want to get a new pegboard so bad so I can display everyone's work above my bed so I can gaze upon everyone's works and remember the fun and the fellow fans, artists, and organizers I have met. 🌹

A photo of our complete CSE merchandise kit!

Part 3 🌹

D-DAY, meeting friends, the organizers, and fellow fans

Me, ate Rie, Ate Angeli, and Leo's plushies !

It was so nice meeting everyone again after so long ! All those 3 months of preparation, progress, and waiting for the day was so worth it. Past me would say 'I could've done or said more' but the me now is just thankful and happy that I am able to see and talk to my friends again even for a short time. I learned to treasure every moment and being present to see everyone's fruit of labor come into fruition and enjoy the event is always a delight. Everyone needs a break and seeing people's happy smiles and interacting is a sight to see.

Fifty Nine Flower cafe was such a lovely place and stelliseventsph is so right to choose this place for our dear Artem's birthday. I was not able to take a lot of photos but believe me when I say the place is beautiful and so aesthetic. The staffs are also incredibly approachable that they made the event event more comfortable to be ourselves! If the organizers will be choosing Fifty Nine again for their future CSEs, count me in and I'll take more photos next time !

The banner looks so good on the entrance !!

Artem stairs and Flower bouquet table shrine photos from the official @stelliseventsph twitter account

There was also a middle area where artists can do their stamp rally and also dine, it was a bit odd as it's a mix of al fresco but enclosed?? When the sun hits hard it gets hot but it got colder as the day went on so no complaints from that at all !

A mini shrine of Artem plushies and official illustrations inside the artist area

And the food.... The Food. It was so worth it.

I ordered:

Cheese and spinach cannelloni 🧀🥬🍝 (340) + Melon shake 🍈🥛🧊🥤(170)

Yummyyy, feat. my son Scara and husband, Vyn

The cannelloni was a winner for me, I have never ordered one before with fresh spinach and it even overflows with it! These are one of the dishes I've tried at a cafe in the metro where I could say that the food are actual homemade food. The melon as well I am happy to announce that the cafe used real and pure Melon ( hurrah for real fruits in Manila ). Later on, sweets came to mind and tried their crepes.

Mango Rose Cream Crepe 🥭🌹🧇🍫 ( 210 )

I didn't realize that my phone camera focused on my plushie more than the food *cries*

I wanted try their Butterscotch Apple Cinnamon but it was already sold out by the time I ordered, given that it was almost at the end of the event. The Rose in the name threw me off a little, fearing that I might taste more of the strong Rose flavor. Pleasantly, they have made a pureed recipe that incorporated the Rose flavor to the cream inside the crepe so well and I enjoyed my dessert. I hope I took more photos of this dessert, though !

Final thoughts 🌹

Until we meet again, my love

There has never been a more welcoming, accepting and loveliest community I have ever experienced being with. If I have not gone to my first CSE, also hosted by stelliseventsph, for Vyn's birthday in 2023, I might not have met all of the artists, new and familiar faces, and a growing but solid community of passionate fans who are not afraid to express their love for a character that gave them such impact in their lives. I love how I also slowly became more open to opportunities because I went out of my comfort zone and have met so many amazing people and experienced things I might not have if I did not step out of my bubble.

Thank you so much, Kat, for contacting me through twitter and for Dani telling me during event that she introduced to the core team that my work being a good fit for their Artem CSE. I gradually became more confident in my art in this warm space of dedicated fans and I would be more than happy to contribute more to your events.

Kei , lunisolé

04.27.2925

See you all again, lovelies !! 🌹

#cse.l #tr.vl #ph.tgs

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burekforsatoru · 1 year ago

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The Rock Show

chapter 5 - The Only Exception part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 read it on ao3 Keisuke Baji x OC another friday night, another emo nite wc: 4.1k tags: fluff, boyfriend! baji, other toman members mentioned, bathroom sex, smut, semi-public sex, choking, unprotected sex

music:

The Rock Show - blink-182 Stay With Me - You Me At Six Perfect Weapon - Black Veil Brides Somewhere in Neverland - All Time Low Knives and Pens - Black Veil Brides Backseat Serenade - All Time Low The River - Good Charlotte

Yuna

The weekend went by at an insane speed, one moment I was drooling on Keisuke’s (my boyfriend’s!!!!) pillow, and the next I had to work to cover Mai’s Monday shift. I still couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that I was officially a girlfriend now. The group chat already had stupid jokes and memes ready.

Mondays at the cinema mostly consisted of taking inventory, organising, and cleaning to prepare for the busier days of the week. Today was no exception. Since there would be fuck-all to do, I was taking over the box office and concession stand with one more girl, and the two of us could just chat about anything in between the very few people coming in to get served.

I was just in the middle of getting sprayed with boiling hot oil from the popcorn maker when familiar voices caught my attention.

“Draken-kuuuuun get me the biggest popcorn there areeee!”

“I already told you I’d get you snacks, shut up already!”

“Don’t be unnecessarily mean to me, just get me food.”

The voices stopped when I turned around and greeted them with a big grin.

“Hey guys, stalking me much?”

“Yuna-chan! We didn’t expect you to be working here today!” Mikey all but ran towards my register, leaving Draken to saunter over shaking his head.

“Yes we did, Mikey, you said you hoped Yuna would give you extra popcorn because you’re best friends now.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at them, “What can I get you, boys?”

They argued about the seats for the film probably for about five minutes, in the end choosing the seats I had recommended in the beginning anyway.

Mikey couldn’t decide on what he wanted to eat, despite Draken’s insisting on picking a sweet snack because he’d have popcorn anyway.

I ended up serving them the largest popcorn with the largest drinks, extra Kit-Kats (oops I guess I’ll write them off), and told them to come back for refills whenever and not to tell anyone about it. After some shameless flirting with Alex - my coworker, Mikey agreed to be dragged inside to watch the film.

After running around and working my ass off on Wednesday, all because some stupid new popular film was coming out, I came home around midnight and immediately collapsed onto my bed, groaning in frustration when I felt my phone vibrate.

I picked up, still groaning because I was forced to move.

“Hmm what?”

“Is this the famous ‘boyfriend treatment’ I keep hearing about?”

“Keiiiii I’m so fucking tired and can’t be fucked to move.”

“Not even to open the door for your knight in shining….hoodie and jeans?”

With a grunt I hung up and scrambled out of bed, my work uniform still on me, albeit slightly unbuttoned.

When I opened the door, my mood slightly improved, Keisuke was standing there, a sight for sore eyes with his hair flowing down his shoulders, eyes softening as they met mine, his canines poking out through the grin that spread on his face.

“Brought you something,” he lifted his hand that held a brown paper bag, “the juiciest strawberries I could find at the fruit stand and some peach ice tea.”

I managed a smile as I reached to embrace him and inhale his scent, melding into him.

“Rough day?” He murmured into my hair.

I only grunted in response.

“You still have popcorn pieces in your hair, I’d recommend showering before bed.”

He dragged me to the bathroom and helped me out of my clothes before I stepped into the bath. I started adjusting the temperature when he dropped his clothes onto the laundry hamper and stepped into the bath with me, his hair pulled back into a top-knot.

It felt so relaxing being splashed with hot water, the temperature of which might cook a person alive, but my muscles definitely greeted the heat with gratitude.

Keisuke helped me pick out popcorn kernels out of my hair, reached for my shampoo, and started massaging my scalp.

After finishing with my hair, he moved to my body, even though I felt the need to do it myself, I couldn’t stop admiring him and watching him lather me with shower gel and explore my body in a new kind of way.

When I was clean, he leaned into me and embraced me under the hot stream of the shower, I wished we could stay like this for hours.

Now, wrapped in a fluffy towel, I lay on my bed with Keisuke’s head resting on my lap. He was listening to me rant about stupid people from today, chuckling every time I mentioned a sassy remark that I definitely should not have said in front of them.

His hand was absent-mindedly stroking my leg, and no matter how much it tickled at times, I didn’t want him to stop.

“I was hoping to catch you just before you got home so you wouldn’t have to get up to open the door, but I stopped by a convenience store to get you that drink.”

I nearly choked drinking my iced tea.

“You’re insanely considerate, you know that?”

“I missed you a lot, Chifuyu was getting on my nerves today asking where you were and why I hadn't seen you since Monday,” he grabbed a strawberry from the tray that was sitting on the bed next to us and took a small bite of it, “so I had to do something considering I wasn’t working today and I knew you’d be dead tired since that nerd-ass film is coming out.”

“Fucking superheroes.” I shook my head and reached for a strawberry.

“Fucking superheroes.” Keisuke agreed and lifted his head off my lap, leaning over to kiss my strawberry-stained lips.

Thursday was spent in grim anticipation of my exam results for the next day with reassurance from Keisuke peppered in throughout the day.

He made sure to send me a photo of every animal he encountered at work, sometimes he managed to film particularly friendly puppies all the while pretending the dogs were talking to me and encouraging me.

What ever had I done in my past life to deserve this kindness?

“ *in baby voice* ...I heard Yuna gives the best head scratches and her butt smells good! *normal voice* Hey pal that’s my girlfriend you’re talking about! You’re not going anywhere near her butt. She does smell good though.”

With a pat on the dog’s head, he turned the camera towards his face and flashed me a big grin with his adorable canines poking out before stopping the video.

The nervous knot in my stomach turned into a swarm of butterflies with every new message he was sending me, threatening to turn me into a mess of giggles in class.

After my lessons, I met up with Mai at the gym. She took my mind off of the exam results completely by hyping me up for tomorrow’s party. If anything, it seemed she was even more excited to go than last time.

“What did you get up to after we left last time?” I got my water bottle and bag, ready to go home.

“Oh I ended up making out with a very cute blondie and that’s about it. Hung out with Asami when she arrived.”

I nearly choked on my spit. “You didn’t tell me you made out with someone?!”

She just shrugged, “Didn’t think it was a big deal, wouldn’t mind seeing them again, but you know I’d rather get my bachelor’s degree before getting into any relationships.”

I gave her the most evil side-eye I could muster up. Hiding shit like that from me after pestering me about every detail of my then-hook-up with Keisuke?

Unbelievable.

On Friday what woke me up wasn’t the familiar scream of Andy Biersack, but my normal ringtone.

“Hmm?” There was still sleep in my eyes, my head was fuzzy, and my voice sounded like I slept for five years.

“Just a final reminder that you’ve got this shit and I’m so proud of you!”

“Kei-Keisuke? What time is it?” I fumbled around to check the time.

“It’s one minute before your alarm because I wanted to hear that sleepy voice this morning.”

“You’re so cheesy, but good luck with your exam today. I can’t wait to see you later.”

“Exam, schmexam. It’s the easiest unit, I’m not sweating about it. I’m still okay to come over while you’re getting ready, right?”

Keisuke and Chifuyu were coming over to our place tonight after Mai and I finished getting our nails done - something we’ve been putting off for a week at this point.

With another round of reassurance from both of us, some air kisses, and promises we’d see each other soon, we hung up the phone and I shot out of bed to get ready with a burst of energy I didn’t normally get in the morning.

“Why are you so fucking boring?” My request was always met with disapproval by Asami.

She had been doing my nails for two years now, and almost every single time I asked for the same thing - keep my natural length, shape them into almonds with a slightly sharper tip, paint them black, and make them glossy.

Every time I said it, she groaned in exasperation.

“At least try to experiment every now and then. Boring bitch.” She yanked my hand towards herself and started working on them, grumbling into her electric file.

Mai was in the process of removing her own polish, already having her inspiration pictures ready. Asami was an absolute queen for dealing with us and she always delivered the best results.

“Hana told me the exam was ass, how did you do?” She looked up from my freshly shaped claws.

“Not too bad, I got 86% on it, but I know I could’ve done better.”

To be honest, the result was a relief. I needed 75% just for a pass, and our professors liked handing out negative points left and right for every single stupid little mistake.

Hana got a slightly worse mark than me, but she had been preparing to re-sit the exam anyway, so 80% wasn’t a big deal for her.

Yuna🖤💙, 18:12

[1 image attachment] what do we thinkkkkkkkkk

Loverboy, 18:12

AWOOOOGAAAA BARKBARK BARK BARK BARKBARK WOOF WOOF BARK WOOF Uhhh they look really good c: They will look EXQUISITE wrapped around my-

Yuna🖤💙, 18:13

youre a menace now were matching

Loverboy, 18:54

Wdym I’m totally normal about you c: Are you done and on the way back?

Yuna🖤💙, 18:55

waiting for asami to take pics and then were getting food should be back around 7 see you then? <3

Loverboy, 18:56

Of course, sweets. We’re bringing drinks <3

With our bellies full, we made our way home to start mentally preparing for a night out. With Mai’s shit sleep schedule, she was going to replace half of her blood with energy drinks, while I might try to raw-dog the night with just coffee.

I buzzed the guys in as soon as they rang the bell, opened the door, and waited for them to climb up to the flat.

“Damn, Yuna, couldn't you have got an apartment that didn’t require this much exercise?” Chifuyu’s complaining reached me before his face did.

“Fufu, I think you need to start going to the gym with me, bud.”

I hugged him before getting enveloped in a tight embrace from Keisuke. He kissed my forehead before releasing me and smacking my ass as I ushered them into the flat.

“I knew your exam would go well, you’re just a hater and your own skills and knowledge are not exempt from it.”

I rolled my eyes, but my grin did not leave my face.

Everything was going well and I was about to go expel all my pent-up energy on the dance floor, screaming along to my favourite songs from the top of my lungs. And after that, I’d be going home with the most gorgeous guy I’d ever laid my eyes on.

I was getting giggly just glancing at him walking through our flat and making his way to my bedroom where I had already laid out a few potential outfits.

A ripped band t-shirt, fishnet sleeves, ripped denim shorts and knee-high socks; a black-and-white striped T-shirt under dark dungarees; the ripped pair of fishnets I wore last time, a black skater skirt, and an oversized (but slightly distressed) Simple Plan T-shirt.

My desk was normally laden with various research materials and dictionaries, but now all that was put away and replaced by heaps of makeup and hair products.

Chifuyu started rummaging through the hair products with unbounded curiosity while Keisuke pondered my outfit choices, lifting some of the pieces and pressing them against my body to visualise them better.

His outfit for tonight was a black-and-grey striped T-shirt over black jeans and his Converse. He had some black necklaces peeking over the collar of his shirt.

His black hair was soft and flowing a little past his shoulders, it looked so inviting, so ready for me to card my hands through it, tugging on it lightly to draw out soft moans from his soft lips…

“Well?” His eyebrow was raised in question.

��Uhh what?” Very smooth, dumbass.

“I said, how about the skirt? I think my hands will be busy most of the night but if it comes down to it I can fight.”

Oh.

“Skirt it is then.” I put the rest of the clothes away and started on my makeup.

Mai walked out of the bathroom followed by a strong scent of hairspray and went into her bedroom to get dressed while the three of us were chatting in my room.

Chifuyu was trying to pin his hair up into a sort of mohawk and Keisuke was lazily stroking my thigh as he sat on the floor next to my chair.

“Kanji did you bring the energy drinks you promi-” Mai’s words were cut off when she walked in and her gaze paused on Chifuyu.

“Oh…hey,” her usually cocky and vibrant personality became flustered, “you must be Chifuyu, right?”

“Uhh hi. Yeah, that’s me.” Chifuyu replied, looking up at Mai.

The tension could be cut with a knife.

“Okay, what’s wrong with you two? Spill.” Keisuke commanded.

With an awkward tone, Mai explained this was the blondie she made out with at the last event. Chifuyu was fiddling with the collar of his black unbuttoned shirt so much that he didn’t even notice all three of us were now staring at him.

Mai with a flushed face, Keisuke and I with amused smirks. After the most awkward silence I’d ever participated in throughout my entire life, Chifuyu met Mai’s gaze and gave her a small smile.

“I’m not going to make a big deal out of it if you won’t.”

Mai’s lips stretched into a grin and she sat down on my bed, grabbed an energy drink from the bag the boys brought, and joined the conversation from before.

Both boys let me put eyeliner on them and smudge it for a more edgy look. Keisuke even let me style his hair - I pulled the top half of his hair into a topknot, and let the rest flow free.

He looked absolutely incredible, if we didn’t have somewhere to be, I’d take him on my bed right there, right then.

It was already nearly ten pm by the time we were ready to leave, but Mai shouted at us to shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down so she can take pictures of us. I even brought my Polaroid camera to take a few photos with it.

Keisuke leaned over and whispered into my ear to get him his phone from my bed and when I reached it and turned it over, I was greeted with my own smiling face snug behind his clear phone case.

It was that photo he took from our fridge that first night. He pulled me into his side and kissed the top of my head, I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of him looking at that photo and smiling at it like I did at the one I took of him…two weeks ago.

Mai took a few pictures of us next to each other, a few of us kissing (with the comments flying from behind the camera to get a room), and a few cringe 2013-tumblr-pose photos we couldn’t help but try to recreate.

In front of the event venue, we met up with the rest of Keisuke’s friends who agreed to come again, Mai tried not to smack Keisuke’s shoulder after he introduced her as my best friend Mikasa.

Mikey, Draken, and Mitsuya all seemed excited this time around, probably because this time they knew more than one person there.

“Woah, Takashi, when did you get that tattoo done?” I was shocked to see a dragon tattoo on the side of his head, one to match Draken’s. Mitsuya’s hair was pulled to the side with some bobby pins, not quite long enough to be braided away from the dragon.

“You like it? I’ve had it for ages, but somebody,” he pointedly looked over to Draken, “said I had to cover it up because he had the same one. And because he bought the design from me. But anyway…”

“Don’t forget to say I bought it from you!” Draken shouted over Mikey’s head and headed towards us.

“I just said that, can’t you hear me from up there?”

By the time we got inside, the dancefloor was nearly full. A big group of people was in the centre, already rowdy and drunk.

I grabbed Keisuke’s hand and weaved through the crowd to get to the DJ corner to say hello to Hana and Asami.

Keisuke dragged me to the dancefloor as soon as Knives and Pens came on so we could scream along to it. He held my lower back while we danced, pressing me closer to him.

I kept looking up at him, his smudged eyeliner making him look more mysterious, his raven hair was falling around both our faces, creating a little bubble just for us in which we could kiss away from the prying eyes of people around us.

I excused myself from him to find Mai and go to the bathroom. There weren’t many women at this party yet, so, luckily for us, the toilets were shockingly mostly empty.

I opted for the stall on the opposite side of the entrance so I could do my business in peace and Mai just wanted to freshen up her face.

There was a sudden knock on the door when I finished, so I pulled up my panties and opened the door. I nearly walked into a figure taller than me, I started panicking, realising this wasn’t Mai, but on a second look, I realised it was Keisuke.

In the women’s toilets.

He pressed a finger to his lips, and I swallowed a protest that was on the tip of my tongue. He pushed me back into the stall and locked the door behind us. When my back met the wall, I let out a small squeak, to which he responded by pressing his lips to mine to keep me from making any noise.

His hands travelled across my body, squeezed my boobs a few times, and then down to the hem of my skirt. One of his hands grabbed my ass and pulled me up to jump and lock my legs behind him while the other found my clit and started rubbing over my panties.

He felt the lacy texture of the pair I bought that day I visited his work the first time and broke the kiss to have a look at them.

They were black with red ribbons threaded through the lace, he couldn’t see the red bow on the back. His gaze was focused on my eyes, he looked hungry.

“It’s like you knew this would happen. Did you put them on to rile me up?”

His voice was raspy in my ear, it made me feel so needy.

I could only nod in response. He groaned and attached his lips back to mine, hungrily swallowing all the moans that were spilling out of me. The hand that was under my skirt pushed my panties to the side, revealing my already wet pussy.

He pushed two fingers inside me, deepening the kiss to meet my moans as he pumped in and out of me. When my breaths got quicker, he removed his fingers and put them on my tongue, watching me as I licked the slick off them, swirling my tongue over and around his fingers.

“Good girl, are you okay taking my cock now?” His husky voice purred in my ear.

In response I closed my mouth around his fingers and sucked them in, nodding at the same time.

He deftly unbuttoned his jeans with one nimble hand, not letting his gaze move away from my face - and I didn’t want those gorgeous brown eyes to stop staring at me like this.

He tucked himself inside of me exceptionally easily, this entire situation caused quite a flood in me. I nearly let out a gasp when I heard the door open and a few female voices carrying through the air.

I looked at Keisuke in panic, but he put his hand over my mouth and grinned like a demon. He pressed me harder into the wall and began moving himself in and out of me.

My eyes rolled back, nearly closing at the attempts to not make a single sound apart from the faint slapping sound of his skin on mine.

When the voices trailed out of the bathroom I knew it was just us now. I let myself moan just a little bit, but the noise made Keisuke slow down to a painfully lazy rhythm.

“You’d better keep those noises down, sweetheart, otherwise I’m pulling out and that’s it for tonight.”

He was so evil, smiling as my own hand was now pressed tightly against my mouth and my throat was working overtime to not let any sounds escape.

Keisuke chuckled at my desperation as his hips slammed into mine, he held my hips so tightly I might have bruises to remember this night by.

He snaked one of his hands to rest around my neck, closing in and applying enough pressure to make me bite my lip in order to stop the most sinful moans known to mankind.

He got close to my face to ghost his lips over mine, all the while my eyes could barely stay open slightly to take in the view in front of me. His hair was falling out of the topknot on his head, the rest of it now stuck to his neck from sweat, and the eyeliner under his eyes smudged to perfection, making him look dangerous and hot.

He was losing his composure now, gasping into my ear and whispering.

“I knew you’d look so fucking hot in that skirt. I couldn’t just let you wear it without fucking you in it.”

I mewled at his words, gasping for air as his hand pressed on my neck tighter and his hips were moving mercilessly.

“And the fishnets…you knew what you were doing to me, didn’t you, sweetheart?”

I managed to smile a little before contorting into another moan as he slammed his hips into me. His thrusts became more erratic as I clenched around his dick.

Keisuke groaned and pressed a little harder on my neck to make me roll my eyes back and moan even louder.

“Are you gonna cum for me, Yuna?”

I could only nod in response as I came apart only seconds before he slammed into me the final time, spilling inside of me. He was breathing heavily, but it didn’t stop him kissing me with all the breath he had left.

He pulled out of me and I nearly dropped, but his arms held me up. I tried to get some wet wipes to clean up, but he beat me to it.

After cleaning up his cum leaking out of me, Keisuke kissed my forehead, a complete 180 from just minutes ago.

I grabbed his hand and led us out of the toilets since I heard they were playing The River by Good Charlotte and I needed to shout into his ear that I loved that song for a bit of a flashback.

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soranihimawari · 4 years ago

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Beauty in a Kit-Kat

This dork has a killer smile. I mean look at him. He’s a precious pretty mf.

Kit-Kats in Japan are a reminder of things get better after having a bad day.

There is one thing Akaashi Keiji doesn’t mind talking about in his interviews. It comes to be a known fact the reason he pursues his editorial career is because he knows someone out there will read it. The first story he ever retold with his sketches was about the third time you met in the hallways of Fukurodani.

You were having a rough start of the week: first, you forgot to feed your siblings’ gold dish who unceremoniously went ‘belly-up’; second, you find out you were replaced at your local arcade as number one for your favorite fighting game; and third, this was the worse one in your opinion, you saw your best friend confess to the guy you liked since the fourth grade a few minutes ago. You’re so wrapped up in trying to not cry, you slump down to the floor, clutching the envelope you were going to put in your crush’s locker, you don’t see nor hear the footsteps of the gunmetal eyed setter from the volleyball team.

“Here,” the setter hands you a kit-kat he was saving for practice later in case his ace went into a dejected spiral. “You might need this more than I do.”

Akaashi pats your shoulder when you accept the candy, mentioning if you were up for it, he wouldn’t mind walking you back to your class. He introduces himself to you and you return the gesture with a small smile.

“I’m in class 2-3, advanced placement,” you point to the stairwell where you might have to separate ways. Akaashi nods. He escorts you to your door and before he leaves, he mentions to not go inside until you see him go into his class. You’re a bit perplexed because you think he’s a third year, he has to be, right? Suave and debonair and why is this attractive stranger turning into class 2-1 for college prep?

“Hey! Was that Akaashi-san?” A classmate asks you when the door was opened.

“Uh, yes. Yes it was,” you answer, heading back to your seat.

“Y’know, he’s been wanting to talk to you for ages,” the same classmate goes on. “Good thing he’s in our year, huh?”

You choke on the kit-kat you opened.

The sketch he drew in the back of his notes that day during free period of you slumped over made him consider perhaps shojou-writing might be in his future cards after all. A few days later, with the help of some of his teammates (ok, so mainly Bokuto), Akaashi works up the courage to ask you out to the bookshop over the weekend. His question is asked on a sheet of paper he learns to fold into a small owl. Bokuto knew where your locker was thanks to some not-so-clever asking techniques, but you think it’s part of the third year’s charm. You wave to Akaashi wondering why his smiles never fade for you.

“I think he likes you,” your classmate concludes. “You’ve been spending time with Bo-senpai who I heard is acting like a wingman because his best friend finally likes someone.”

You slap their arm when they point out the blush growing on your skin.

“Oi! That hurt!”

Their sheepish smile makes you more flustered than before.

So the interview goes on. He explains saying that if it wasn’t for finding this virtual stranger to him looking so distraught it wouldn’t have led to the stolen glances, the near close-calls of their confessions by other friends, to the late night calls in college, and finally getting the timing right to pursue romance. You see, Akaashi and you were opposite like ends of the magnets trying to bond, and when it finally works, you come to realize you never really wanted anyone else. He knew this too, making a joke of how he thought you never saw him that way:

“I’m a mad fool if I never wanted to call you dear.”

“Keiji, eighteen year old me is totally freaking out, so could please just shut up and kiss twenty four year old me now?”

Akaashi obliges when he tugs your hand for you to lean forward. His fingers curl under your chin before tilting your face higher; you feel his breath on your Cupid bow before he quietly pressed his lips to yours. You hold him there, with a hand on his shoulder, hoping he would weigh you down when you felt this weightless; sure movies portray first kisses as dramatic as possible, but when you kiss him back, he knew he couldn’t let you go. He never wanted to on this first place. Together you figure out time was kind, even when the kiss breaks and a long overdue confession is said aloud. Akaashi chuckles when he wipes joyous tears from your cheeks reminding you you’re the most pretty when you cry. You nod when you will yourself to stop and with glossy eyes, you see the gunmetal eyes glaze over, serenity written on his face. You kiss him briefly not expecting this one to linger, yet you do so as to make the promise of tomorrow come sooner.

You’re always with him, watching him pour his soul into his work, knowing you may have helped him begin. Akaashi knows the kit-Kat story and how it ends.

And so the sketch of you is subsequently placed on the tact board behind him. After all these years, he kept it reminiscing of the day a kit-kat changed his life and yours. Especially if it meant he watches you one day in fancy clothes walking next to him with matching titanium rings rough four and a half(?) to five years later; Akaashi always includes that anecdote with a broad grin, tapping his left hand when the interview concludes.

#🌻— flying around collecting pollen—queue #sora after hours #haikyuu x reader #akaashi x reader #sora scribbles #©himawaripapers

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keybladeciel · 4 years ago

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Wait... KHOC Week's going on and it's time to bring my two main Keykids into this for Day One of @khoc-week

Introducing the main protagonist of Forgotten Arcadia... Ciel! (And his sister Celeste.)

Wielder Identity: Ciel Lumiere

Age: 15 (Almost every chapter of Part 1 after a certain threshold.) 16 (Part 2)

Union: Vulpes

Party during the Age of Fairy Tales: Neo Arcadia

Race: Miqo'te-l'Cie hybrid. (Albeit his hair was dyed to a bluish-green by himself.)

Keyblades of Choice: Starlight, Sleeping Lion, Bad Guy Breaker. (Ciel balances Strength, Speed, and Magic for his fighting style, but favors Speed, owing to him being inspired by Sonic the Hedgehog's attitude and disdain towards injustice, as well as the Avatar's friendly nature in the actual KHUX.)

Hair colors: Blue (dyed), Black (Natural)

Eye color: Blue

Weight: Roughly 180 lbs owing to his physical activity and blitzball hobby

Height: 5'8" (Age of Fairy Tales), 5'11" (Present Day)

Details: Ciel was intrigued by the tales of Keyblade Wielders as a young child. Unaware of his family's history, Ciel was chosen by the Keyblade for the sake of saving the World from an inbalance of light and darkness that may linger long after his generation dies. Ciel's friends often serve as his power... but in reality, Ciel sees his friends not as means to ends, but as people worth fighting for. Killing or harming those he cares about will result in an angry boy hellbent on avenging those he lost and justice for them. While Ciel hates Wielder on Wielder violence and killing, he has no qualms of doing so if his loved ones and friends are threatened.

Favorites...

Food: Sea Salt Ice Cream.

World: Game Central Station (He nerded out when he met Sonic the Hedgehog.)

Color: Blue. He was lucky to find a set of blue armor prior to the Keyblade War

Nicknames: Kit-Kat (Given by Alouette once she finds out about Ciel's Miqo'te traits. This is exclusively used by her.), My Knight in Shining Blue Armor (Used by Strelitzia when being refered to others. Those close to the two will know) Little Sky (Strelitzia's personal nickname for him. Believe it or not, Ciel doesn't mind it since he's her Little Sky.) The War-Hero of the Dandelions, Everyone's Twin Hero...

Curse Word: Damn. Count how many times he'll say it during the first part WHEN he starts cursing. (The story will also include other curses) He's also fond of "Bastard," but that's for those on his hit list.

Hobbies: Blitzball, reading, gardening, cooking, and gaming whenever the World isn't at risk.

On to our heroine...

Wielder Identity: Celeste Lumiere

Age: Mostly similar to Ciel's owing to her being the latter's older twin sister (15 and 16 in Part 1 and Part 2 respectively)

Race: Miqo'te-l'Cie hybrid. (Albeit, she keeps the latter a secret towards anyone out of her party. Ciel is proud to be both.)

Keyblades of Choice: Starlight, Treasure Trove, and anything Strength oriented. (The payoff is slightly less speed, but she's no less nimble as her younger brother.)

Hair color: Dark Brown

Eye color: Blue

Weight: It's a sensitive subject for her.

Height: 5'8" (Age of Fairy Tales) 5'9" (Present Day. She's barely taller than Strelitzia.)

Details: Celeste started off her Keyslinging days a year earlier than her brother. While she has a bubbly and frivolous personality, her actual personality is serious when she needs to be serious. Despite this, her maturity is on par with her brother's. (Typical maturity, but laid back.) If their mother's cooking is involved, both siblings will act their age no matter what. Celeste has three specific methods of angering her, those are mentioning her weight, threatening, harming, or killing her loved ones, and harming, killing, kidnapping, corrupting, and vesselizing Ciel. (Seriously... DON'T HARM CIEL.) On a pettier note, she hates it when her mint chip ice cream is consumed without her permission.

Favorites...

Ice Cream: Mint Chip

Food: Homestyle cooking

Color: Blue. She shares this favorite color with Ciel

Nickname: Cel (Given to her by Ciel and used by virtually everyone who knows her after a while), Miss Starlight, Everyone's Twin Heroine...

Curse Word: Or rather insult. She's fond of calling people "jackass" as an insult. Unlike her brother, who dishes insults out like candy, Cel can't stop using this particular insult.

Hobbies: Same as Ciel's minus the blitzball hobby.

#kh oc week

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wild-aloof-rebel · 5 years ago

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Back in December, I took a pause on doing these round-ups all the way through the end of S6, so I want to go back today and highlight some of the fics I particularly enjoyed during that time period. This isn’t going to be everything I would recommend from that time period because the list would be obnoxiously long, so this is just some of it. (My masterlist is fully up to date and includes everything else that isn’t going to fit in this post.)

Since I’m doing this list today instead of recs from the first half of June, all those fics will be included in one big June round-up at the end of the month.

1 - 3k words

All-Natural Care, Locally Sourced by Siria (rated T) In which care packages are given and received. Set after 5.11.

Breakfast Can Wait by schittposting (rated E) Patrick's making pancakes for breakfast. David has other ideas.

A Face Mask by WellSchitt (rated G) “I want to look good for the wedding,” Patrick blurted out, then cringed. “I mean. Uh. I want David to think I look good.” “Ew, Patrick.” He rolled his eyes and plowed ahead. “But I'm not good at stuff like this. I mean, I have a moisturizer now, and conditioner. But I still don't do much, uh, grooming." "No, I know," Alexis said, matter of fact.

i fell in love (next to you) by patrickbrewer *Alexis/Stevie* (rated G) She’s a constant juxtaposition, a clash of bold personality and silky touch. Stevie is so terrifyingly in love with her.

A Little Twitchy by modern_leper (Not rated) Patrick asks for Stevie's blessing to marry David, and it's only slight less nerve wracking than actually proposing to David

Salve by agreatwave (rated T) “This is ruining our romantic eye cream ritual,” David mopes. “What, this isn’t romantic?” Patrick teases, moving on to David’s forehead. “It’s kind of romantic, I guess,” David grumbles. “Like as romantic as a rash can get.”

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It’s Coming on Christmas by MadAlien (rated T) David and Patrick choose and decorate their Christmas Tree

Kit Kat Girl Number One by unfolded73 *Twyla/OFC* (rated T) The story of the Schitt's Creek production of Cabaret told from the point-of-view of Kit Kat Girl Number One.

A Little Bit by returntosaturn (rated G) While packing, Alexis finds the DVD copy of her limited reality series, A Little Bit Alexis. A watch party ensues.

Mixtape by sunlightsymphony (rated T) For their second monthiversary, Patrick gives David a mix CD.

Taking Inventory by GCLane (rated T) “Shana tovah,” David remarks, turning off his phone’s screen and looking at Patrick. “I’m sorry? ”“It basically means ‘happy new year,’ except Jews don’t believe in happiness, so it’s really more about goodness? A good year.” “Say it again.”

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A Case of You by DoubleL27 (rated T) Five times Patrick gives David an utterly ridiculous gift for Valentine's Day and one time David does something really romantic

Given Unsought by odofidi (rated G) When David gets sick, it occurs to Patrick that he's never seen David ill before.

In the Temple of Artemis by MoreHuman *Stevie-centric* (rated T) Of course she’s still in love with him. That part’s not a mystery. She got over it, she’d had to get over it, but no one falls in love with David Rose and falls back out again. Stevie’s pretty sure there’s only one other person who’s ever done it, and she knows he would agree.

Looking for Light on the Floor by nameless_bliss (rated T) After the barbecue, Alexis visits Rose Apothecary.

Odd Man Rush by samwahmbam (rated M) After the game, David intercepted Patrick on Patrick’s way back to the locker room. Stevie snapped photos as Patrick pulled David into a kiss. He held onto his stick in one hand, the wood precariously close to knocking David in the head, and the other pulled David into him by the ass, the glove lost in the blue and white of the jersey David was wearing, the name “BREWER” stamped loud and proud on his back. Or, David is a hockey BF.

one hundred micrograms by thingswithwings (rated E) It’s great; it’s wonderful. It’s great that David’s feeling so much better, just from that tiny pill once a day. But there’s a side effect that makes―that Patrick―there’s a side effect.

Tea-Kettle Love by ArabellaStrange (rated G) Patrick thinks about New York. How do you plan to be unhappy? How can you avoid it?

Time After Time by Sholio (rated T) Stevie and David get married on a whim during a time loop. It would really be a shame if the loop ended at that point, wouldn't it?

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All The Roads We Have To Walk by MeadowHarvest (rated T) "I wonder what would've happened if we'd met in high school?" Patrick Brewer is ready to conquer the summer of 1999 at Camp Cedar Glade. He's in for a surprise, though, in the form of one David Rose.

All the Songs I Sing Are About You by missgeevious (rated E) “Does that mean you’re open to entertaining my offer?” And David can’t help himself, he leers at Patrick just a little bit when he says it. Patrick blushes and laughs, “Okay, David. Let’s write a song together.” Inspired by the movie Music & Lyrics.

The Best Man by barelypink (rated T) David is the best man at Patrick and Rachel's wedding.

A Fabrication of Appeal by saekokato (rated T) David was gifted a vacation from Wendy as part of his separation package. Patrick was going on the honeymoon-that-wasn't on Rachel's insistence. Neither of them knew what a little harmless flirting at the airport would lead to, but vacations were for adventures, right? It had nothing to do with the free upgrades or how attractive their 'husband' happened to be. Right? Right.

He Sees You by Distractivate (rated E) Patrick gets glasses and thinks about identity. David helps.

if not for you by goingmywaydoll (rated T) On a Wednesday he breaks up with Rachel. The next Tuesday, he leaves on a road trip with David.

maybe if by magic by earlylight (rated T) Some people bring in consultants to help get their new business off the ground. David Rose, entirely by accident (or so he claims) gets a fairy.

Pot o’ Gold by ahurston (rated E) The love story of a leprechaun and the guy who bought his magic rings.

Romantically In Business by sullymygoodname (rated E) Starting something new, something you've never done before, can be daunting. It helps to find the right partner.

sustineo by rockinhamburger (rated E) An alternate universe where David is a famous, reclusive modern contemporary artist and Patrick is the art critic who is interviewing him about his new exhibition.

they paved paradise by blueink3 (rated T) Patrick wakes up five years in the past. He reacts accordingly.

Une très bonne table dans sa catégorie by cromarty (rated T) Patrick is a Michelin Guide reviewer and David is a Toronto chef hoping for the first Michelin star awarded in Canada.

wait for a slow song by wardo_wedidit (rated E) David and Patrick break up, learn to be business partners, date other people, learn to be friends, grow up, and get back together.

We Could Turn the World to Gold by middyblue (rated T) Nine weeks of following Patrick's c25k running app, picking up from where the Season 5 finale left off.

#schitt's creek #schitts creek #fic recs #rebel fic round up #long post

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obsidianfr3sk · 5 years ago

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1 A 50 para el ultimo askkk <3 (no digas que no te entretengo)

JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA PUES SÍ ME ENTRETIENES EH JAJAJAJA

1. Do you sing when alone? All the time. When my family isn’t home I go to the living room and start acting and singing entire musical numbers xd

2. Favorite pastel color? Yellow uwu

3. Hearts, or stars? hasta la pregunta ofende mija. Stars

4. Cute thing you do? Um... I’m... like... not cute??? ALTHOUGH NODRIAN SAYS SOMETHING CUTE I DO IS THAT WHEN I SPEAK I SAY “SABES CÓMO?” WITH A CUTE TONE I GUESS THAT’S SOMETHING CUTE I DO SLKDJFHJKSKJ

5. Favorite thing cats do? Liking me

6. Favorite cute word? I really like the word “pichón”.

7. Butterflies, or dragonflies? USDHFJKDFSH this one’s difficult. But I’m going with dragonflies:)

8. Stargazing, or watching the sunrise? Stargazing. I’ve never done it before tho

9. Do you make wishes? I pray. Does that count? KJSHDAJKHKJDFJ

10. What songs did you like when you were young? I used to be really into Avril Lavigne:’) and vocaloid

11. Write 10 words to describe your personality. Odd, dramatic, bossy, sensible, emotional, loud, talkative, daydreamer, creative, and self-aware

12. Can you dance? Do you dance? Well, when I had my quinceañera, everyone complimented my dancing skills, but I had to train for 3 months to get to that level xd I haven’t dance since.

13. Favorite animal? Dogs skdjhfksfd the best part of them is that they like me back. I have yet to met a dog who hates me;)

14. Polka dots, or stripes? Stripes!!

15. Do you wear make-up? When? Clown make-up, every day Yes, when I go out with friends or want to take pretty pictures.

16. Do you watch cartoons? I used to do it more, but yes! I still watch cartoons

17. Thing you still do that only kids are supposed to? Sleeping with plushies xd

18. 3 qualities you like about yourself. Ugh, why do I have to say nice things about myself? What is this? Therapy? I like that I am creative in all aspects of my life, that I’m very conscious about my feelings and needs, and that I can make fun of myself when necesary.

19. Do you smile a lot? I want to think I do:’)

20. What dere type are you? (Yandere, Tsundere, Kamidere, Dandere, etc.) Dandere or Kamidere xd

21. Favorite model? Myself

22. Layers or nah? Yeah, why not?

23. Favorite nail polish color/name? Periwinkle:’)

24. Come up with a name for a crayon! Star tears

25. Describe your year so far with a gif.

26. Favorite kind of candy bar? Does reeses count? skjdffsdj

27. Gummies, or chocolate? Chocolate.

28. Do you blush? No, I’m too edgy for that.

29. Favorite flower? Yellow flowers in general.

30. Mermaids or fairies? Fairies!!

31 Which planet do you like the most? Moon (? and Earth I guess

32. Favorite Disney Princess? Call me basic, but Mulan and Rapunzel rule.

33. What would your magical girl name and power be? I’D THROW GLITTER AT MY ENEMIES AND MY NAME WOULD BE STARCHILD

34. Favorite cereal? Idk if you know it, but it’s called Extra. It’s delicious.

35. Are you good at hide and seek? I’M THE MERA VERGA AT HIDE AND SEEK. NO ONE CAN EVER FIND ME. I’M THE HIDE AND SEEK GODESS

36. Are you quiet? I used to think I was quiet until people started telling me “you talk too much, huh?” when I entered Jr. High School and realized I was not xd

37. Do you post cute aesthetic stuff? If not, do you want to? No sdjkfhksjjfdk and I don’t think I’d like to do it. Maybe if I had another blog only for that.

38. Best kit-kat flavor? Soy tercermundista, I have only tried chocolate flavor xd

39. Dream job when younger? My first dream job was to enlist and become a soldier. Now I kinda hate the military xd

40. Do you doodle? I do!! I’m always doodling stars all around my notes and books.

41. Favorite childhood store? SDFHSJ I have really good memories of Toy R Us:)))

42. Favorite childhood book, show, or videogame? The Judy Moody Saga, it influenced A LOT in my personality life

43. Do you dream a lot? Do you remember your dreams? I used to dream a lot, but lately, I have stopped. When I do, I remember everything very clearly though. Como la vez que soñé que era Nova y que mataba a Adrian en un supermercado y luego me abatían ahí en plano apartamento de carnes.

44. Have you ever lucid dreamed? I don’t remember:( Probably don’t

45. Do you keep a journal? Yes! Since quarantine started I write an entrance in my journal every day. Maybe it will be important or something xd

46. Do you have deep, dark secrets, or are you an open book? An open book xd

47. One color to describe your personality? I think... yellow:’) with little spots of green.

48. Do you swear? When did you start swearing? Ahuevo. Yes, I swear since I was like... 11 xd

49. Do you paint your nails? When? I paint my nails very often! Although... again, I haven’t done it a lot lately xd I paint them when I have time xd

50. Do you wish you were a kid again? Yes. I didn’t get to enjoy a lot of things. You know, trauma (?

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occasionallyish--archive · 5 years ago

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Some random BNHA boys headcanons!

(Featuring K.Bakugou, H.Shinsou, H.Sero, and E.Kirishima!)

*I've seen all of the anime, so far, but am not very far in the manga. If some are canonically disproved, then I'll figure that out on my own time–

I do mention things I think up to the point of the school festival(I think that's around where the anime goes to, at current), though. If you haven't caught up to that point, you may not want to read this post.

Also! I love to interact. If you have anything to pitch in or would like to request specific headcanons or, hecc, I also love analyzing/pairing relationships, hmu!

TW, cheating and divorce! And self-loathe! Lengthiness under the cut!

Katsuki Bakugou

His dorm room is sort of a mix between Izuku's(not like he'll ever admit it), Eijirou's, and Kyouka's. The color scheme is prolly really based around his hero costume, with lots of blacks and oranges and maybe even a hint of green. Knowing his pride, even his sheets are prolly custom-made to match his aesthetic. Kat's got a punching bag and maybe other training equipment and, after the school festival, he ended up giving into his new hobby and got his hands on a drum kit. He's also got a couple of All Might merch, ofc– A poster, maybe a collectible here and there.

Katsuki isn't necessarily aromantic, because he does crush and knows a relationship-worthy person when he sees one. But, he strictly identifies as such because he feels it'd be selfish as a pro hero to have a lover than can be targeted. Plus, well, he has no interest in distractions, as tempting as it may be.

He's kinda like a tsundere when it comes to his parents' clothes lines, lmao. They love sending him stuff to wear and he honestly does feel pretty stylin' when he wears such, but he always protests and is all "Nada nada nada, I'm not some goddamn walking ad"

Kat's the only person in class 1-A who's completely fluent in English. Momo and Shouto are the only two that can really compete.

Hitoshi Shinsou

Shin's room is actually very cozy, warm, comfortable. He keeps a lot of cooler colors like grays, blues, and purples, with plain sheets. He also kinda sorta takes pride in the white fairy lights that decorate the walls– That lighting is kind of dim, but rediates calm vibes. He also has a sort of nest of plush pillows on his bed, that he can just sorta fall into at the end of a long day! It's surprisingly neat(other than his bed), as while he is too lazy to clean, Hitoshi's also too lazy to make a mess.

Over his time in UA, Hitoshi also develops his own sorta unlikely friend group! This includes Izuku Midoriya(Sports Featival, self-explanatory), Denki Kaminari(EraserMic parallels, plus I think a certain mangacap), Neito Monoma(It all started with a fist fight...), Momo Yaoyorozu(Responsible woman), and Mei Hatsume(They met during the Sports Festival). I like to think that Monoma and Shinsou are exes. It's a tolerate-hate relationship.

Similarly to Katsuki, Hitoshi sort of identified as ace-aro before having gotten with Neito. He doesn't really know what he identifies as, now, but he does crush every now and then.

Shin's got three pet cats! There's Bonji, a ginger tom of a housecat. He's a really prideful spoiled jerk that Hitoshi can't help but love, despite his ego. Bonji also probably ends up fathering Monster's kittens– She's a very very fluffy, chubby grey-and-white Manx. She's real snuggly and calm, and quiet. More of an observer than anything. Then there's Bear, this time a really whiny brown-and-white Manx that tends to get herself in trouble.

Also, if he's not a hero, then he's definitely a therapist. Or an author. Or both, most of the time. His office is called "Hear Meowt" and he's known for bringing cats in, from the local shelter.

Guns scare him. He thinks it's kind of a silly fear(especially for a pro hero) and would prolly get teased if it ever gets out, but– He could never bring himself to even shoot one. Gets all nervous if somebody in the room possesses one. The only class he puts 100% effort into, is Snipe's.

Also, Hito just– Never learned how to swim, cnejcmf. He's not scared of it or anything, and he's okay with hanging around a pool, but he can't swim and won't admit it.

Hanta Sero

Growing up he had a really bad habit of chewing his elbows(He also happens to be a flexible king) and ended up having to get braces(blush surgery because he messed up his goddamn elbOWs). That's why he has such straight teeth. He doesn't really like admitting it so he tries to be subtle but early on in the year he chewed on his retainer, too, and I bet there was one day where everybody just heard SNAP! from inside his mouth. Smile thru the pain, bby.

Also, yes, Hanta is a stoner– But! Being a hero-in-training, he's prolly ths most responsible stoner you've ever met. He'll never smoke on days that he has class or that he plans to train, and God forbid sharing his weed with others(unless, y'know, there's a responsible sober person around).

As such, he's not allowed to attend Bakugou's birthday. Doesn't stop anybody(other than Katsuki) from dragging him in, anyway, tho.

Eijirou Kirishima (But mostly his family)

His youngest sisters are the product of, ah, a cheating mother. So yeah, both parents are now divorced though the kids are in said mother's custody, because unfairness. Thing is, with a single mother that works, the situation gets especially bad after Ei moves into the dorms.

His older sister, the oldest of the kids, is Etsuko. She's 22 and left to America for college, as soon as she got the chance. She hates mom but is chill with all of her siblings, talking with them and dad whenever she gets the chance. Otherwise, her current girlfriend is a pro hero!

Then, after Eijirou, is Akari. He's 13-14 and filled with angst and anger and bitterness, not really going out of his way to show his hate toward the twins but definitely doing so if prompted. Their mom's sort of in the same boat, except for the fact that he just avoids her entirely. Akari takes after his dad, a lot, and sees him as a role model. Visits him whenever he gets the chance.

And then, there's Aiko and Aika(both twins, 8). Ko is really quiet, reserved, smart– She's the only of the two aware of why they don't have a father figure. As such, she has an internal self-loathe and does sometimes get angry and lash out, as a product. Ka's pretty much the opposite. She's real naive and fun and loud, the kind to play sports and gossip about boys and playfully tease her siblings. She doesn't really know much or care about the situation, but she does wish Akira would be nicer :(

As for Eijirou? Well, he's in a real tough situation. He loves both his mom and dad to pieces and could never exactly take a side, even if a small part of him resents mom for what she'd done to the family. After the divorce and especially after Etsuko left, he became sort of the man of the house, taking responsibility for all of his younger siblings. He caters to both his mother and father and though there is a lot of tense energy between the three, Ei gets by. After the dorms are implemented, he takes every chance that he possibly could to slip by.

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nice-neck-by-the-way · 5 years ago

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I Really Need Your Love

High School AU

Author’s note: hello :) I’m back after not writing for months, this was actually just sitting in my computer but i was too insecure to post it, but thanks to some very lovely anons I received i decided to go ahead and post it anyways, so i really hope you guys enjoy this

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Chapter 5

It was almost 6 pm and Kitty already had taken a shower, did her hair (which just meant putting her hair up in a ponytail) and managed to set all the snacks, luckily, she didn't need many since Jane was going to bring the actual food

She was finishing setting up the movie options for the night, happy with how everything looked, when there she heard knocking coming from the front door

“I’ll get it, it’s probably Anne!” she screamed to her parents while running up the stairs to open the door revealing a very happy Anne Boleyn

“Ooh look at you so happy, what has you smiling like crazy?” Kitty really wanted and needed to know what went down in the library

“Hello Kit Kat, nice to see you too” Anne rolled her eyes while she entered the house she also practically grew in

“Yeah yeah whatever I saw you like 5 minutes ago, now spill” Kat was bouncing up and down with the anticipation of the story her cousin was about to tell her

“Can we at least go to your room first? I don’t want your parents hearing us and then telling my parents”

“Sure” the younger girl nodded

After saying hello to her uncle and aunt and answering the typical questions on ‘how’s school going’, Anne was finally laying on Kitty’s bed with the other girl sitting on a pink bean bag that she had on the floor

“Sooo teeeeellll meeee what happened with Cathy at the library”

“Okay so I kind of just told her that I love her” Anne didn't waist any time and went straight to the interesting part of her story

“WHAT?!” Kat jumped on her seat “Annie I knew you liked her I didn’t know you love heeer that’s so sweet”

“Yes, and then I regretted saying it the second later”

“Wait, why?!?” at this point Kat was on the floor right next to the bed eager to hear the rest of the story

“Because she was just staring at me not saying a single word and i got scared”

“Damn and then what??”

“Kitty I love you but if you want me to finish the story you’ll need to shut up”

“Yes, sorry, go on please”

Anne told the rest of the story without interruption, at the point of the kiss Kitty was already biting her nails with excitement, she was beyond happy for her cousin

“Oh my gosh so you guys are dating now??”

“Not exactly, I actually need your help for that” Katherine stood up ready to hear her mission

“Whatever you need Annie”

“I need you to help me plan the perfect date to ask Cathy to be my girlfriend”

“Say no more”

—-

The girls spend the rest of time talking while they waited for the other girls to arrive. At precisely 8 pm the bell rang.

Kitty rushed to open the door, excited for the sleepover to start. The moment she opened the door she was met with Jane’s face, which was no surprise, she had the reputation of being the most punctual one of the six friends. Kitty went for a hug when she realized all the food the other girl was carrying

“Oh gosh I'm so sorry, let me help you with that”

As they entered the kitchen they were greeted with Anne already eating some snacks

“Damn Jane you brought enough food to feed an army” Anne remarked while eating a handful of skittles

“I did indeed, so you better save space for the food”

“Shh Jane, relax, I’m just stretching my stomach”

“How does that even work”

“Please don’t question the science”

Half hour had passed, and Aragon and Cleves had already arrived. With the help of the girls they were able to set up the food and the DVD in no time

The time kept passing and there was still no sign of the other Catherine, it made Anne anxious, she kept checking the clock every 2 minutes, what if Cathy regretted kissing Anne earlier, what if she didn't want to see her again and that’s why she still hasn’t show up

“What’s so interesting that you keep looking at your clock?” Cleves interrupted Anne train of thoughts

“I’m just really hungry and just want to start watching the movie” it was normal for Anne to complain about food, so she thought she did a really good job covering up her real feelings

“I swear if someone who didn't know you, and saw you right now they would think you have never been fed in your whole life” Anne just rolled her eyes at Aragon’s comment

10 minutes later the bell finally rang, and Anne had to stop herself from jumping to go and open the door, instead she just waited for the other girl to make her way downstairs where all the girls were

“Hey everyone” Cathy greeted everyone with a smile on her face, it made Anne’s heart melt and all her worries just faded away

Kitty made sure to sit somewhere else so her cousin could sit next to her soon to be girlfriend, Anne made a note to herself to thank the younger girl later

For the rest of the night Anne just couldn’t pay attention to the movie, she was sweating, the simple fact of being next to Cathy made her heart skip a beat

They were half way through the movie when she felt a hand grabbing her own under the blanket, she shot a look in the other girl direction, but she seemed unfaced by the whole situation, so Anne decided to try and act the same way, and it worked even when the movie ended Anne managed to keep her cool, surviving the whole sleepover

The next day Cathy arrived to her house safe and sound, she was happy that she was able to hold hands with Anne even if it was in secret and for a short time, but she kind of felt sad that the other girl didn't seem to pay attention to her at all for the rest of the night, and even when she went and said goodnight to the other girl she didn’t seem to pay much attention

The rest of the day Cathy kept looking at her phone with the hope of receiving a message from Anne, but she had no luck

It was now night time, she was about to fall asleep when she heard a ding, meaning she had a new message. She rushed to grab her phone and when she went to open the chat she saw that it was a message from Anne

Annie: “Date tomorrow night, wear something comfortable and bring blankets x”

Catherine was beaming with joy, finally a date with the girl she has been crushing on for so long. With that thought in mind she fell asleep with a smile on her face

#i really need your love #high school au #parrlyn fanfic #parrlyn #parrleyn #catherine par x anne boleyn #anne boleyn #catherine parr #katherine howard #jane seymour #catherine of aragon #anna of cleves #six #six the musical fanfic #six the musical

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tabloidtoc · 5 years ago

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OK, August 24

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Kenny Chesney -- my turn to talk

Page 1: Big Pic -- Kourtney Kardashian and Scott Disick’s youngest son Reign shaved off his long hair

Page 2: Contents

Page 3: Contents

Page 4: Duchess Kate Middleton’s baby fever -- Kate is hoping to have another child with Prince William

Page 6: After a few rough years Angelina Jolie is getting her mojo back -- since splitting from Brad Pitt in 2016 she’s put every ounce of her attention into her six kids but lately she’s realized she’s put her personal life on hold for too long and she’s coming out of her shell

Page 7: Though Andrew Garfield has been dating Christine Gabel for about a year he hasn’t been able to find a strong connection since he and Emma Stone split in 2015, Garth Brooks and wife Trisha Yearwood’s industry pals are breathing a sigh of relief after Garth revealed that his daughter Allie has fully recovered from Covid-19, the highly anticipated Friends reunion special has yet to even nail down a shooting schedule and producers are panicking -- the whole project took a wrong turn because the deals were made before everyone could agree on a creative direction and now each actor has a list of topics that are off-limits for them

Page 8: Britney Spears is taking a hiatus from the music scene but she’s utilizing the break to revive her acting career, while dozens of TV shows have delayed filming indefinitely due to the health crisis the crew behind This Is Us is eager to get the ball rolling on season 5 but cast members like Mandy Moore and Milo Ventimiglia aren’t satisfied with the precautions and wacky protocols being put into place, The Bachelorette Clare Crawley recently blindsided producers by quitting the show just two weeks into filming because she’d fallen in love with one of her suitors Dale Moss -- her sudden departure left the staff scrambling to find a replacement and they’ve settled on Tayshia Adams but anything can still happen

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Cate Blanchett vs. Camila Cabello, Eiza Gonzalez vs. Julia Brown, Naomi Scott vs. Bella Hadid

Page 14: News in Photos -- Garcelle Beauvais out and about in L.A.

Page 15: Kaia Gerber debuted her new dog Milo, Tracee Ellis Ross in a black bikini, Hilary Duff revealed her toned figure in a bikini, Chrissy Teigen was spotted picking up pizzas alongside her daughter Luna and mom Vilailuck in West Hollywood

Page 16: Health Kick -- stars focus on their mind and body and soul -- Gisele Bundchen meditating in the woods, Kate Upton deadlifting 110 pounds, Jessie James Decker tosses around the football in her backyard in a bikini

Page 18: Doing Their Part -- stars are wearing face masks to help stop the spread of the coronavirus -- Chloe Sevigny and Sinisa Mackovic with their son Vanja in a stroller in NYC, Usher running errands in L.A., Katie Holmes out and about in downtown Manhattan, Amy Adams and husband Darren Le Gallo and daughter Aviana

Page 22: Alessandra Ambrosio in a bikini at the beach in Malibu, Dorit Kemsley of RHOBH set up a lemonade stand with kids Phoenix and Jagger

Page 23: Kit Harington walking their dog with wife Rose Leslie

Page 24: Kevin Hart showed off his car, Jennifer Lopez in a selfie

Page 25: Kelly Osbourne prepared to embark on a road trip, Salma Hayek washing her dog

Page 26: Inside My Home -- Kat Von D has finally completed renovation and restoration on her newly purchased Victorian-style home in L.A.’s Windsor Square

Page 28: Julia Roberts may have marked her 18th wedding anniversary with Danny Moder by posting a PDA-packed picture on Instagram but things aren’t nearly so loving behind the scenes

Page 29: Beyonce is hoping to have another baby with her husband Jay-Z, Evan Peters begs Halsey to take him back

Page 30: Last month Justin Bieber flew to Wyoming to support Kanye West amid his struggles and marital woes but Justin’s wife Hailey Bieber doesn’t like the influence Kanye has over him because Justin comes back from these meetings with Kanye super arrogant and talking in riddles plus Hailey is worried Justin’s relationship with the Kardashians will lead to him reconnecting with former fling Kourtney Kardashian, Princess Beatrice and her new husband Edoardo Mapelli Mozzi may be moving to the U.S. although it won’t happen right away because they’re expected to carry out royal duties for a while but they both love life on the East Coast, Love Bites -- Tiffany Haddish and Common are dating, Nikki Bella and fiance Artem Chigvintsev welcomed a baby boy and the next day twin sister Brie Bella and husband Daniel Bryan welcomed a baby boy, Sean Penn and Leila George married

Page 32: Cover Story -- Kenny Chesney tells all -- the guarded country music legend is ready to open up like never before

Page 36: A-list Moms Confessions -- these Hollywood mamas reveal how they tackle parenthood -- Jennifer Garner, Pink

Page 37: Kristen Bell, Mila Kunis, Blake Lively, Drew Barrymore

Page 38: Clash of the Costars -- these actors secretly butted heads when the cameras weren’t rolling -- Emily Osment and Miley Cyrus, Alex Pettyfer and Channing Tatum, Dustin Hoffman and Meryl Streep

Page 39: Alyssa Milano and Shannen Doherty, Victoria Justice and Ariana Grande, Clinton Kelly and Stacy London, Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey

Page 40: Interview -- Gal Gadot ready to soar -- the actress opens up about playing beloved comic book heroine Wonder Woman in the highly anticipated sequel

Page 42: Young Hollywood tones up -- how these starlets maintain their fit figures -- Camila Mendes, Hailee Steinfeld, Yara Shahidi

Page 43: Lili Reinhart, Chloe Grace Moretz, Elle Fanning

Page 46: Style Week -- Lana Condor is Neutrogena’s newest brand ambassador

Page 49: 5 minutes with Camila Coelho

Page 50: Daring Denim -- Olivia Palermo

Page 52: Yara Shahidi

Page 54: Entertainment

Page 55: Q&A -- Monique Samuels of Real Housewives of Potomac

Page 58: Buzz -- Jason Momoa playing in the mud on a dune buggy and getting hosed down

Page 60: Sound Bites -- Seth Rogen on being recruited as a guest for Bravo’s Below Deck, Ellen Pompeo on why she hasn’t stepped down from Grey’s Anatomy after 15 years, Rihanna on her 2015 Met Gala dress, Luke Bryan on his song One Margarita

Page 61: Chip Gaines revealing he and wife Joanna Gaines are reviving Fixer Upper for their new network, Alanis Morissette on being labeled angry early in her career

Page 62: Horoscope -- Leo Mila Kunis turned 37 on August 14

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Brandy

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imhereforbakugou · 6 years ago

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Five Times Masaru Hugged his Son and One Time Katsuki Hugged Him

1. When Katsuki was born

There were times when Masaru didn’t think he would ever be a father. He was too meek at the idea of relationships, but when he met Mitsuki, he was swept off his feet by her. It felt like no time had passed before they were married and expecting.

They thought they had everything planned down to a T but as they came to realize, Katsuki was unpredictable and Mitsuki ended up going into labour early while Masaru was on a business trip and if he knew his wife at all, she probably ignored it until she physically couldn’t anymore (he found out later that it was true).

He booked the first flight he could home and rushed to the hospital. He was sweating and out of breath by the time he got to the recovery room. He hesitated outside for a second, nervousness finally creeping into his stomach. He was about to be a father, well he was already a father but he was going to meet his baby for the first time. He took a deep breath and peeked into the room.

He always told Mitsuki how beautiful she was, but nothing before could have compared to this. She was sitting up in the hospital bed, gently rocking the bundle in her arms.

“Well? What are you waiting for!? Come meet your son,” Mitsuki barked, startling him out of his thoughts. He huffed out a laugh and hurried over, peering at the squirming boy in her arms. It almost took his breath away again to see him.

“Oi! Why are you crying!?”

Huh, he didn’t even know he was crying.

“I’m just happy,” he admitted with a soft smile, wiping his cheeks. “He looks just like you,” he cooed, tickling Katsuki’s cheek.

“Hey!”

“Can I hold him?”

Mitsuki blinked, before scoffing and holding the bundle out to him, “Hah? Of course, you can, he’s your son too!”

He chuckled, carefully cradling his child to his chest. He was so tiny, smaller than he ever thought possible. With that thought came the fear he’d been holding back since they found out they were pregnant. What if he wasn’t strong enough to protect him. Mitsuki was always the tough one that went out of her way to protect him.

Yes, he’s scared, but that doesn’t mean that he won’t try to protect him.

“I’ll always be here for you Katsuki,” he whispered.

2. When he had a nightmare

Masaru had always been a light sleeper, which he came to discover helped a lot when he became a father. His eyes would snap open when Katsuki cried and he was in there before Mitsuki a lot of the time. But he was a toddler now and the times he had to actually get up were dwindling.

At first, he didn’t know what woke him up but after a few moments, he zoned in on small sniffling sounds down the hall. He blearily blinked, turning his head to see the alarm clock blinking 2:45. He snuffled, rubbing his eyes and got up, careful not to wake up Mitsuki. He didn’t even grab his glasses before he headed toward Katsuki’s room.

He peeked his head in, the All-Might night light was bright enough to see Katsuki sitting up in his bed, wiping away tears on his cheeks. Masaru’s heart squeezed in his chest and he rushed over to scoop Katsuki into his arms.

“What’s wrong Kit-Kat?” He asked quietly, “Did you have a nightmare?”

Katsuki hesitated before he nodded his head.

“Do you want to tell me about it?”

Katsuki shook his head, pressing his face into Masaru’s shoulder and letting out a little sob. Masaru sighed, rubbing his back as he gently rocked. Soon enough he was snoring against his shoulder, wetting his t-shirt with drool. Masaru smiled gently, carefully laying him back into bed and tucking him in. He kissed him on the forehead and put his stuffed bunny in his arms.

It was around 3 before he got back into his own bed.

Comforting him after he gets his quirk and it really hurts him

One night they were relaxing in the living room; they were watching some drama they’ve been into lately and Katsuki was busy colouring on the coffee table. It was quiet and serene, something that didn’t really happen often in their household.

That was before the loud crack of an explosion. It wasn’t all that uncommon since Masaru could make those sounds but he usually only did it to entertain Katsuki or did it unconsciously. Mitsuki turned to him her mouth open ready to berate him.

Then Katsuki screamed.

It wasn’t a scream of anger like usual, it was a scream of pure pain. He shrieked and sobbed, dropping his crayons to the floor and curling over his knees to push his forehead into the floor.

“Katsuki!?” They both jumped up, rushing toward their fallen son.

“Katsuki, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Come on brat! Talk to us!?” Mitsuki demanded.

“Id urtss,” Katsuki sobbed, shaking on the ground, mumbling into the floor.

“What?” Masaru asked gently, rubbing his back.

“IT HURTS!” He shrieked, whipping his head off the ground. His hands were blistered and bleeding.

“Oh my God!” Mitsuki gasped, leaping over the back of the couch. She ran into the bathroom, ripping open the cupboards and drawers until she found the first-aid kit.

“Come on Kit-Kat,” Masaru soothed, carefully picking up his son and sitting him on his lap. He didn’t know what else to do besides hold him and try not to cry himself. It didn’t help that he started sobbing again when Mitsuki disinfected his hands. You never want to hear your child cry in pain, especially one as tough as Katsuki.

“What a strong quirk Katsuki,” he praised as Mitsuki started wrapping his hands. Katsuki sniffed, turning his head to look at Masaru.

“R-really,” his voice warbled slightly in pain. Masaru smiled and nodded.

“You’ll be such a good hero,” he said honestly. “The best,”

3. After he and Mitsuki fight

One thing that he didn’t like about his family, was how much they fought. Katsuki and Mitsuki were too similar (not that they would admit it), so they clashed a lot. They fought over the littlest things and never wanted to be the one to apologize.

One day, the school contacted them for almost the tenth time in a couple of months to tell them that Katsuki had been part of another fight and one of them had to come and get him. Unfortunately, that time Mitsuki had to get him since he was overrun at his office. Which meant that the two would be on opposite sides of the house when he got back.

When he unlocked the door, Mitsuki was muttering angrily as she scrubbed the dishes violently. Yeah, he wasn’t touching that yet. Instead, he headed upstairs and knocked on Katsuki’s door.

“WHAT!?” He screamed through the door. Masaru sighed, it was one of those arguments. He peeked in the doorway and saw Katsuki fuming on his bed.

“Hey Kit-Kat,” he greeted cheerfully, sitting beside him.

“Don’t call me that,” he grumbled, picking at his uniform pants, which he now noticed were singed and scuffed up.

“Why did you start all of those fights?” He finally asked after a few minutes of tense silence. Katsuki tensed up beside him and peeked at him through his bangs.

“I didn’t…” he muttered hesitantly.

“What?”

“I DIDN’T START THOSE FIGHTS ALRIGHT!” He yelled, jumping up from his bed and pacing his room. “I TOLD THE HAG THAT TOO BUT SHE DIDN’T FUCKING BELIEVE ME!”

Masaru sighed, he’d have to talk to Mitsuki now too.

“Then explain to me what happened,” he suggested patting the space beside him. Katsuki narrowed his eyes before huffing in annoyance and sitting at his desk instead.

“They heard about my quirk and wanted me to prove how strong I was, I said no but then they said I was scared to fight them! I WASN’T SCARED OF THOSE FUCKERS!”

“Of course you weren’t,” Masaru agreed, putting his hand up before Katsuki could cut in again. “You’re the bravest, strongest boy I know, and you don’t need to get into fights to prove that, it’s just as much a victory to walk away sometimes,”

Katsuki stayed quiet, his eyes burning into the carpet.

“Alright, come here,” Masaru said finally, groaning as he stood up from the bed.

“Huh?”

“Bring it in,” he walked up to the chair and wrapped him in a hug. Katsuki growled, trying to shove him away, but he just tucked Katsuki’s head under his chin and snuggled closer.

“No!”

“I’ll be sad if you try to push me away again,” Masaru commented, smiling serenely when Katsuki sighed dramatically and let him hug him a little longer.

“Fine, you old man,”

4. After Katsuki was attacked by the sludge villain

It was all over the news, Katsuki’s near death experience with the sludge villain. He was at work when he found out, busy in his office until one of his co-workers dragged him to the break room. There was a crowd of people in there but he could clearly hear explosions and muffled cursing.

“What’s going on?” He asked.

“We think a villain has your kid,” one of them said, he couldn’t remember which one. Everything started tunnelling then as he stumbled towards the TV. He got close enough to see the spiky blonde hair sticking out of the sludge and let out a cry.

He had him. He could see him struggling, trying in vain to pull in a breath. He bolted out of the room, pulling out his cellphone to call Mitsuki. She picked up immediately and told him to meet her at home. The police had already contacted her and told her that he was fine and on his way home.

“Then the footage wasn’t live?” He asked tearfully.

“No, thank god. They said that he’s completely fine and he got out of there as soon as he could,”

He could have sobbed in relief and rushed home. He got in only a few minutes after Katsuki and walked in to see Mitsuki with tears in her eyes and yelling at their son.

“YOU SCARED US YOU DAMN BRAT!” Mitsuki cried, tugging at his cheeks as he growled at her. He closed the door behind him and slowly walked over to the two of them.

“AREN’T YOU GOING TO SAY ANYTH- Masaru?”

He sniffed, suddenly realizing that he was crying.

“Old man?” Katsuki asked hesitantly, reaching out to him.

“I was so worried about you,” He sobbed, wrapping him in a hug.

“Oi! I’m fine old man! See, my heart’s still beating fine, I’m barely even scratched up,” he grumbled, tucking his head under Masaru’s chin.

He was, wasn’t he. He was standing in front of him, speaking to him, perfectly fine. At least from what he could tell, but it was the first time that he really realized that his child could die. Especially knowing that he wanted to become the number one hero.

+1 After Kamino Ward

Nothing could have prepared him for the idea of losing his child. It was never supposed to happen to them, kidnapped happens to other people but not them. Never them. Even after the sludge villain incident, he never in a million years thought that he would be targeted again.

They didn’t sleep the entire time, nervously biting their nails or Mitsuki raging at the police or heroes that showed their faces at the house. He couldn’t blame her, he was just as torn up about his disappearance but it didn’t manifest as rage. Instead, he spent the majority of that time in tears, his eyes glued to the news station for any sort of sign from the heroes. Even a ransom note would be better than not knowing at all. At some point, the UA press conference was switched on and they were treated to a cocky reporter that seemed to do nothing except imply that their son would easily be swayed into the League of Villains.

He’d never felt rage as much as in that moment. How dare he. How dare he speak about his son like he was some junior villian in training. He didn’t know anything, he didn’t care about the fate of Katsuki or any of the children in 1-A. He was just there for the story for his own gain and he hated people like that.

It was after the conference that they got the news that Katsuki was safe and waiting for them at the police station. They didn’t change out of their t-shirts and sweatpants they’d been flaunting the past few days. They just wanted to see Katsuki.

When they got there, they had to fight through the security guards and verify their identity. In one way, he was glad that they were taking all necessary precautions to protect Katsuki and the other students that helped rescue him but at the same time, they just wanted to make sure that he was okay. Eventually, they did make it inside and they rushed through the station, heads turning to look in every direction to try and catch sight of him.

After a few moments of frantic searching, they finally saw him. He was sitting with his teacher, talking quietly. He looked so defeated and small with his shoulders slumped. Aizawa’s eyes flickered to them and he nudged Katsuki to look at them. His eye widened and he stood shakily like he couldn’t believe they were actually there, or maybe that he was there and safe. Masaru took a trembling breath in as he covered his mouth. He was safe. A little worse for wear, but he was in one piece.

Mitsuki ran forward, completely ignoring Aizawa to wrap her arms around Katsuki and hold him tight to her chest. She was cursing at him as she cried, telling him how worried they were and that he’d better not get captured ever again. Masaru could barely hold himself together as he walked over. Mitsuki pulled back, cupping Katsuki’s face and kissing him on the forehead.

When Katsuki’s eyes met his, he sniffed and gave him a relieved smile. He didn’t expect his face to crumple into tears.

“Dad,” he whimpered, clutching onto his shirt. He didn’t hesitate to hug him, shushing him as he cried into his chest.

“I’m so glad your safe,” he said softly, rubbing his back. “Are you okay?”

Katsuki nodded silently against him.

There was going to be a long period of healing. People don’t just bounce back from things like this and knowing Katsuki, he’s probably going to hide anything he saw as weak. He’d have to keep his eye on him, make sure that he realized that Masaru was there to help him.

That’s what dads are for after all.

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delennsatai · 6 years ago

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DMC Gen Week: Day 1

Wounds Deeper than Flesh

Summary: Some introspection about relationships in between/during scenes from the game. Part of @dmcgenweek

Day 1 Prompt: Injury/Healing

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20010805

“You both need me to defeat Mundus,” Kat whispered through a swollen lip, shifting to keep her weight off the arm she suspected was broken, still pulsing with pain. “And you need each other.”

That’s right, Dante. We do this together, or not at all. And not at all is unacceptable. Vergil couldn’t help letting a smirk creep onto his face, as Dante looked up at him from where he sat, perched on a wooden crate in the safehouse where they’d retreated. The loss of the Order’s HQ—and the whole Order with it—was a setback, to be sure, but ultimately irrelevant. He’d planned for this, years ago. His contingencies had contingencies.

The one thing he didn’t have a contingency for was losing Dante. Kat was right—he wouldn’t be able to finish this if his brother walked away now. They were so close. He couldn’t let that happen. So...what was the one surefire way to keep Dante invested?

Kat, of course. He’d known from the beginning that bringing her in on this would help him catch Dante’s attention, but he hadn’t expected such a swift and forceful attachment. Much as it rankled to realize it took his brother less than a week to secure as much loyalty from her as he’d earned over years, he could use it to his advantage.

In the silence that stretched between them, he retook control of the conversation, extending the hand not resting on the Yamato’s pommel to offer Dante a hand up. Unnecessary, obviously, but the reversal warmed him. They were true equals, now. Nothing could stand in their way. “…she’s right. What’s done is done, let’s put it behind us. Victory is within our grasp.”

“…fine.” Dante clasped his gloved hand and stood, then pointed a finger at him. “But no more stunts like you pulled on the pier.”

“Of course.” He met Dante’s lingering, stubborn gaze with his own cool one, two identical pairs of eyes communicating volumes without words. A conciliatory gesture would appease him, Vergil thought. “Kat’s hurt. We should tend her wounds at least enough to make sure she has the strength to walk us through what she’s learned.”

Dante’s posture relaxed a bit, as he turned toward Kat. “You all right with that?”

Her lips compressed into a thin line, but she nodded, looking a little relieved despite her bold words a few minutes ago. It was time Vergil didn’t think they could really afford, but if it kept Dante on board… “Would you like to do the honors?” he said, directing his brother toward a door on the opposite side of the room. “There’s a first aid kit in the bathroom.”

“Uh…what, me?” Dante glanced between them. “I don’t know the first thing about first aid. Unless it’s anything like playing doctor.” He flashed Kat a suggestive smirk and Vergil saw her smile despite herself. A stab of irritation lanced through him. Would it kill Dante to take all this seriously for five minutes? This was Vergil’s life’s work hanging in the balance. Their vengeance. Their family. He couldn’t follow the way Dante’s mood seemed to shift like a stray breeze—berating him for doing what was necessary (and, frankly, the only intelligent thing to have done) one minute, then flirting the next. He was distracted, clearly. Vergil would have to remove the distraction.

“Never really had to deal with that kinda thing before,” Dante continued. “Always healed pretty fast on my own.”

“I’ll handle it,” Vergil reassured him. “You should secure the perimeter, keep watch. Make sure no demon collaborators caught our trail.”

Dante’s eyes strayed to the gloves Vergil wore, like an unspoken question, obviously wondering whether they meant he had some kind of medical experience. Of course not; learning to treat injured humans would have been a waste of his time. After all, he healed just as quickly as Dante did. But it was hardly rocket science to apply a few bandages. “You got it,” his twin replied, grabbing his coat from where it hung over a ratty old armchair and shrugging into it as he sauntered out the door.

Vergil went into the bathroom to retrieve the kit from the medicine cabinet, but paused in front of the mirror to consider his reflection. Not so different from looking at Dante, in some ways, but in others... That defiant challenge he so often found looking back at him from his brother’s face felt like an uncanny valley, an expression he wasn’t used to seeing on a face that was otherwise just like his own. He spared a moment to try it on—call it a little experiment, he thought. He lifted his chin, drew his eyebrows low, set his jaw just so. Eerie.

He tucked the little metal box under one arm and left the mirror behind. They may have worn different expressions, but their blood and their history—their purpose—was the same. Dante would see that, when they defeated Mundus and took back the world that should have been theirs all along. He’d be a fool not to.

***

Kat is in no state to do anything. Dante’s words echoed in her mind. But she’d been through worse. The real blow had been hearing the two of them argue; it wasn’t like Vergil to get so heated over someone else’s opinion, and Dante… He still didn’t quite understand the stakes. He hadn’t been living and breathing this resistance the way she and Vergil had, he couldn’t have known all they’d sacrificed to get here. And yet, his worry was for all the people Mundus had hurt in his outburst, for the collateral damage their plan had wrought. For her safety. It was hard to fault him for that. She knew Vergil was right, that killing two birds with one stone had been the best move. But she hadn’t been so out of it that she’d missed Dante taking bullets to protect her out there on the pier, when she was too woozy and weak from pain to protect herself.

Vergil emerging from the bathroom interrupted her train of thought. He looked the same as ever: focused, confident, poised. But she’d heard him raise his voice not five minutes ago, defending himself against criticism. Since when did Vergil give a shit about criticism? “He’s just worried,” she said quietly.

“He shouldn’t be.” Vergil flipped open the kit and got to work, tilting her chin up with a finger to study the cuts and bruises on her face with those ice-blue eyes. “We finally have the upper hand. Mundus is done.”

That’s not what I meant. She tried not to flinch when he started disinfecting the places where her wounds had split the skin. His touch wasn’t rough, but she wouldn’t call it gentle either, and there was something strange in the way wearing gloves in what otherwise might have seemed like a moment of closeness, of kindness, distanced him from her. Had he changed, since they’d found his brother? Dante seemed to bring out a side of Vergil she’d never seen before. More prone to taking risks, and less present whenever his twin was elsewhere. “We’re really here, on the cusp of winning, just like we always planned,” she said. What would he do, she wondered, once it was all over? “Seems like it’s been a long time, doesn’t it?”

“It has been. A very long time.” He lifted her left arm experimentally, and she sucked in a breath through her teeth, wincing. …yeah, that was broken, all right. But a broken arm was a small price to pay for freedom. She would do her part until the job was done, pain be damned. Until humanity was free. “You and Dante seem to be getting along well,” he commented, watching her while he rummaged through the kit for something to use as a makeshift sling.

“I trust him.” She hadn’t meant for the words to come out so simply, so baldly, but she realized in that moment that it really was that simple. She hadn’t had anyone to trust except for Vergil and her other friends in the Order for so long. And before that, hardly anyone at all. She certainly hadn’t told anyone but Vergil about…the nightmares, or how she’d survived them, before she and Dante had opened up to each other in the car.

“Is that all?” Vergil leaned closer to slip the bit of cloth under her arm. With his face so close, she could see herself reflected in the pale blue of his eyes. Battered, exhausted, but determined to see this through. His tone was businesslike, but why was he asking in the first place? Did he think she would get distracted by his brother’s ridiculous flirting?

“No, that’s not all.” She fixed him with a chiding glare. “I trust you, too. And you can both trust me to have your backs.”

The corners of his lips turned up with the hint of a smile, before he stepped around the couch to fasten the two ends of the cloth together behind her neck, forming a sling. She felt the latex of his gloves brush the back of her neck as he loomed over her from behind. It seemed oddly cold. “Yes, you’ve done well,” he said.

Don’t worry, Vergil. I won’t let you down. She slid her feet off the couch and stood, steadying herself on its dingy leather arm for just a moment before carefully making her way over to sit in front of the chalkboard leaning up against a few crates. “Go get Dante. I’ll show you how you can get to Mundus.”

***

Red. Red filled his vision, filled his world. His heartbeat was loud and erratic in his ears, and his own face snarled down at him as his strength left him, pain and numbness fighting for supremacy over his body. But it wasn’t his own face, not really. It was his twin’s. Did Dante really hate him this much? Enough to kill him? Hadn’t they walked through fire together to get here? Hadn’t they saved each other’s lives? Hadn’t he given back everything his brother had lost? Where had it all gone wrong?

The chill of betrayal speared through him more brutally than Rebellion did in that moment. His blood seeped into the ground where he lay—his blood, the blood of Sparda, blood they shared. Did that mean nothing to Dante?

He thought someone spoke, but he couldn’t hear the words. Then, with a sickening lurch, Dante pulled the blade free, leaving him gasping for breath as his power kicked in sluggishly to start closing the gaping, bleeding hole in his chest.

…and then Dante had the nerve, the gall, to offer him a hand up. As though this were a wound he could heal with such a meager olive branch. As though it could ever heal at all. But he took the hand, more because he needed it than anything—and that hurt, too, that need. He’d lost. Again, like he always lost to Dante. In front of Kat, no less.

No, there was no way to repair the real damage Dante had done to his heart today. His flesh might heal, but his soul never would.

#dmcgenweek #dmc #devil may cry #devilmaycry #vergil #dante #kat

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ourrightside · 6 years ago

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5 Beauty Products You Need To Try Based On Your Zodiac Sign Pt. 1

Okay, okay before you click off because you think horoscopes are not real (which they totally are), promise me you’ve never checked the horoscopes page in a magazine or blog out of sheer curiosity. Yeah, I thought so too.

Personally, I’m kind of what you call a “Horoscope Snob”. I’m not an Astrologer but I do believe in Zodiac Signs. I’m not here to impose my beliefs just check your sign based on your birthday and consider the products I recommend below based on the alignment of the stars!

If you’re born between March 21- 20 April, you’re an Aries...

(I’m an Aries stellium) If so, you are blessed with energy, optimism and independence. Hands down, Ella Woods (portrayed by Reese Witherspoon) is the queen of all Aries Women. Other Aries women include Sarah Jessica Parker, Maraiah Carey (skinny), and Lady Gaga.

You guys are extremely enterprising and maybe a little vain, but wouldn’t you be too if you got accepted to Harvard Law School?

These products will keep you energized and reflect your true colors

1. Balls in the Air - Goop

To maintain energy in the long run, subscribe to keep your lively attitude and fitness levels in check! Make sure to use your energy towards things or people who improve your life and bring you joy even if it seems more fascinating to start fights for banter.

2. First Aid Beauty Body Scrub

The most athletic people I know are Aries Women. Their energy is so divine and super fiery. If you don’t exercise regularly I highly encourage you to do so, Aries, because it’s going to keep you from combusting. Instead of starting fights, get that endorphin rush from exercising!

That being said, I highly recommend you keep your skin looking great in between those workout sessions. This product contains 10% AHA which means it’s great for exfoliating and shedding off dead skin.

3. Yves Saint Laurent Water Stain Lip Stain

The color that symbolises an Aries is red. This newly launched product is easy to use and you can throw it in your purse for a light touch up whenever you want. I think all red undertones suit Aries women, but I recommend mostly the “Vague de Rouge” color 602 - a popping strawberry red one.

4. Hair Oil - Ouai

Aries Women are not afraid to take risks, they are tomboys at heart and don't shy away from doing crazy experiments with their hair. Every Aries woman is different when it comes to this but we can all agree that their hair needs to be tamed by this hair oil! A lot of times you just need to wear your hair untamed and completely wild.

5. Dr. Barbara Strum: Anti-aging Primer

Your impulsive nature is charming - but it may be what's destroying you. To keep yourself from running thin, use this product as a part of both your skin care and makeup routine. Doubling up as a primer and day cream, investing in this will not only keep your skin looking as young as your spirit but also gets rid of any uneven texture or dullness!

If you’re born between 21 April - 21 May, you’re a Taurus…

(My Moon Sign and Midheaven) You guys are your own best friends, like seriously, I get you. You’re ambitious, stubborn and you take your pleasure seriously. You’re a boujee bitch, treating yourself is a lifestyle, not a hobby. But you deserve it, you work hard and play hard. Ruled by Venus, you tend to be either attractive or extremely charming, Taurus women also include Gigi Hadid, Megan Fox and Audrey Hepburn.

1. Gimme Brow Kit

If Taurus women have one thing in common, and we all know what it is - eyebrows. Brows are so important to them, I mean they either make you or break you right Taurus? I recommend any Benefit Cosmetic Brow product when it comes to this field. These women knew about this secret before “ fleek” was even a thing - and their secret is finally out!

2. Dior Backstage Glow Face Palette

I’ve personally purchased this twice. I feel like every Taurus woman would love this product! Dior is such a signature brand that hits every Taurus’ sweet spot when it comes through with their products. The bronze, color and glow you get in one palette is insanely luminous!

3. Slip Silk Pillow Case

Most Taurus people I know can take a nap anywhere however if it was their way they would be sleeping in gold-made cloth, let’s be real. Is Silk a close second, Taurus? Hear me out, Slip Silk Pillow case brings so many benefits for your skin and hair, so no more bedhead and irritated skin for you! I just believe there is no sign that deserves this more than you - no shade but invest in your bed, Taurus! You’re always in it.

4. Sunday Riley Auto Correct Brightening and DE puffing Eye Contour Cream

Kind on the pricey side, but is that really a problem for you? Use this product to depuff your under eyes after all that sodium you consumed last night. Instead of feeling bad, you’ll be waking up as beautiful as ever - NO REGRETS.

And what you truly need is....

5. Amika Polished Perfect Straightening Brush 2.0

I don’t get why you guys get a bad rep for being lazy - you’re just selectively active! This hair tool would help make your hair look amazing and sleek in just 7 minutes. All you have to do is brush your hair and watch it de-frizz. This was made for you, you’re welcome.

If you were born between May 22 - June 21 you’re a Gemini…

Honestly you guys scare, but in a good way. Every Gemini I know has the facial expression of someone that’s about to bite you, but again in a good way. Seriously jokes aside, you guys are a blast to be around. You are adaptable, outgoing and extremely intelligent. Although you guys have a male spirit, you also have a flirtatious provocative side – I mean Naomi Campbell and Marilyn Monroe are the queens of Geminis! They love being different and challenging - keep reading!

1. Flaunt it Butt Sheet

You guys have a hard time sticking to anything unless it’s super interesting or eye grabbing. I gotchu, here’s a sheet mask, not for your face, but for your butt. I know you’re intrigued, go ahead and purchase it.

2. Kiehl’s Cannabis Sativa Seed Oil Herbal Concentrate

So you’re ranting to everyone about how the world is ending soon due to pollution and our lack of care towards mother earth while chugging down water from a plastic bottle. I mean it’s outrageous to you! Here is a gift from Mother Nature, go ahead and use this CBD oil to calm down your worries and pimples.

3. Winky Lux Confetti Lip Balm

This lip balm is the perfect one for you, Gemini! No seriously, it swipe this clear balm on your lips to get the perfect shade of pink depending on your PH, it’s just for you. It’s your shade.

4. Dr Jart Shake & Shot Rubber Masks

Okay so maybe you’re over the whole over-socializing lifestyle, maybe for two days you want to convince yourself that you want to be tamed, so here’s a cool milkshake face mask to get you going. (don’t let it explode)

5. Eyeliner Brown Marc Jacobs

Hands down the best eyeliner. If you’re tired of your look, go ahead and do a small brown eyeliner for a small change. And if we’re being honest, whenever you’re really tired of your look dare to create fake freckles all over your face with this product and pretend that they’ve always been there.

If you’re born between June 22 - July 22 you’re a Cancer…

Sigh, the mother of the zodiac signs. My sister is a Cancer and the rumors are true – I have two moms. You rock the girl-next-door look but you tend to be more reserved or cold at first. When you guys are not hiding in your shell, you’re emotional, sensitive and caring. And if anyone were to glance at your loved ones the wrong way, let’s just say your mama bear claws come out to play.

And sometimes you might feel like you’re so alone on this earth because you’re overwhelmed by your emotions, but it’s okay Margot Robbie and Ariana Grande can relate! Finding products for you may be hard due to your already built in routine but here are some suggestions:

1. Kat Von D Tattoo Liner

Okay so secret’s out: you guys cry a lot. Go ahead and deny it profusely as you purchase this eyeliner – it seriously does not want to come off, even if you want it to.

2. Diptyque Baies Candle

Cancers LOVE home décor. You guys stay at home often which is why you want your space to always be the best it can be. This candle may be pricey but it’s definitely an investment, it can change the smell of your room that kinda stinks due to the lack of circulation in there.

3. Biologique Rechere p50

Now, I know you guys have a hard time switching products especially skincare because you think you found what already works and I totally respect that, but if your routine does not include this then please reconsider. It’s so good that it kinda has its own cult and it’s kinda weird.

4. SUPERGOOP Unseen Sunscreen Broad Spectrum SPF 40

Hold on to your hats Cancers, here is another thing you have to worry about: protecting your skin due to the blue light that’s emitted from our phones and computers. No worries though, use this product that helps protect your skin from these lights! After applying the velvety material go ahead and enjoy your faboulous day of screen watching!

5. Lancôme Doll Lashes

I really don’t want to make a joke about crybabies anymore so I’ll stop. But seriously, this is hands down one of the best mascaras ever (it’s not waterproof though sorry) and this is coming from someone with very short straight eyelashes. It’s made for you Cancers and it’s the ultimate mascara to complete the Girl Next Door Look.

If you’re born between July 23 - August 22 you’re a Leo…

We get it, you’re a Leo!! I’ve never met a Leo who did not miss a chance to say they are a Leo. I understand why though, these creatures are charismatic, honest, generous and honestly boastful! Queens of this sign include Jennifer Lopez, Madonna, Kylie Jenner and Selena Gomez. Now, I know this thread is for suggesting products based on people’s signs, but I know for a fact most Leos scrolled down to this section to read whatever compliments I have to say about them.

Now before you click off read a few SUGGESTIONS that may improve your already extraordinarily beautiful self.

1. Gisou Hair Oil

The ultimate Leo stereotype is that their hair generally matches their ego – they’re both big. Tame your hair and make sure it’s healthy with this golden honey infused serum.

2. Salted Caramel Kylighter

A highlighter approved by King Kylie. This highlighter won’t let your face go missing in the crowd. It will surely make you glow between your friends. Super attention grabbing, this highlighter is strong but not enough to let anyone think you’re a greasy chicken. (if you know you know)

3. Radiance Plus Golden Flow Booster Clarins

To protect that precious skin of yours while still maintaining your after-vacation bronze, use some of this product to make sure there is still warmth in your face all year round.

4. Murad AHA/BHA Exfoliating Cleanser

After using so many products on your face to look glowing and bronzed all the time, let’s talk about unclogging those pores! To be used only a few times a week, this exfoliating cleanser works like a charm in revitalizing skin.

5. Tom Ford Perfume

I just feel like Leos need a perfume that is attention seeking, and we all know Tom Ford’s perfumes can be smelled a mile away. Leos please use this scent in order for the crowd to genuinely prepare itself for whatever performance you have in mind.

If you’re born between August 23 - September 23 you’re a Virgo…

I attract a lot of Virgos in my life and thank god for that! You guys can get a bad rep due to your detail oriented vision and anal uptight attitude. However, ruled by Mercury you are extremely in-tune with your body and feel bad when things aren’t physically your way, which isn’t good but I think the world would collapse without you. Your vibe is standoff-ish but honestly, I would be too if I had this much of my shit together. Critical but honest, you’re not alone – Queen Bee herself is a Virgo and we adore her! Virgo women tend to be perfectionists and harsh on the way they look but honestly it pays off. I loved following up other Virgos including Blake Lively and Lea Michele. Take a few steps back and look over the suggestions:

1. Spirit Dust

Okay so it’s time for your post workout breakfast and you have no idea what to eat, right? Add this to your smoothie to help you destress and enjoy your endorphins all day. You really need this.

2. Tarte Concealer

How many times have you asked a Virgo for advice and didn’t take it? Always. And how many times have you went back to a Virgo and apologized for not taking the advice? Again, always. Virgos are just known to be the helpers of the zodiac sign, and I’m not saying that they’re perfect (they are) but sometimes they need to hide their shit up due to this reputation, that’s why they need this concealer!

3. Dyson Hair Dryer

You need something fast but also extremely effective to make sure you look effortlessly flawless. I know you can’t stand anything less than perfect, so here is to blow-drying your hair in less than 10 minutes and looking better than everybody else.

4. Ilia Multi Stick Cheek and Lip

Because Virgos have a practical vibe to them, they love using multi-functioning products. This product can be used on your lips, cheeks, or eyelids! Did I mention it’s certified as “Clean” at Sephora?

5. JO Malone London Diffuser

Super practical and amazing to put around the house. Virgos love practicality and this is the perfect product to get, you don’t need to worry about a candle burning your house down or refilling your machine with batteries when you have this! You don’t need to think twice!

That’s it for the first half of the zodiac signs, enjoy.

xx Nina

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writingkeepsmewhole · 7 years ago

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Trust

This is the 12 part of A Touch my Negan x Reader fic. Reader and Negan drive back to Alexandria them telling more about themselves. Opening up to each other over dinner. This is a very fluffy chapter.

Negan X Reader

Warnings: Language. I think thats it.

Part 1 Part 11

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I sat in the truck looking out the window. The summer air was hot and muggy but the breeze from the windows helped fight that off. One thing about the dead rising up to eat people you didn't have to stop at red lights or even stop signs.

Feeling a hand on my knee I look down then over to Negan.

"Come here." He says pulling at my leg gently.

Showing the confusion on my face I move closer to him. He lays his arm on the back of the seat behind me.

"Much better." He says grinning.

"Did you need something?" I ask confused.

"I needed a gorgeous woman by my side."

"Don't you have wives for that?" I ask ignoring the flutter in my stomach from him calling me that.

"Well do you see any of them around?"

"Oh I'm just next best thing?"

"Fuck no. Your my first fucking choice, why the hell would I bring you around with me if I didn't like looking atcha." He says winking at me.

Rolling my eyes I laugh softly looking out the dash.

"Come on angel you know you enjoy my company just as much as I enjoy yours. Hell maybe even more."

"Your an asshole." I say glancing at him earning a loud chuckle.

"Fair enough but I'm a good looking one."

I smile and shake my head my cheeks warm and it not from the heat.

"See you want to screw my brains out just as much as I do."

"Negan!"

"What I'm just stating the obvious. I think we would have fun together. I know I would." he says running his hand up my leg.

"I'm not having sex with you in this truck."

"I can wait till we get back to my room." He says winking at me.

Blushing I shake my head and laugh.

"Just stick to your wives."

"Your messing out."

Smiling a comfortable silence falls over us. Negan's hand once again on my knee him stroking it with his thumb.

"Can I ask you something?" he says glancing at me.

"Sure."

"What made you wanna fuck your teacher? I mean go through with it?"

Surprised by the question I think for a second before I answer.

"I think at first it was the rebellion against my parents. Then it was more. I mean I didn't just walk up to him and be like let's have sex. It was at first someone to talk to who was older than me who didn't seem like he would judge me. It just grew to more." I say shrugging.

"Come on doll give me the freaky stuff." he says making me laugh.

"I went to a coffee shop down the street and got caught out in the rain. He gave me a ride and I kissed him. He kissed back. Things grew from there."

"Damn lucky bastard. If one of my student did that I don't know what I would've done." He says scratch his cheek.

"You were a teacher?" I ask shocked partly from him being one and the other part from him telling me. It making me realize I don't know Negan that well despite spending so long with him.

"I was a coach. It was my job to make sure little assholes didn't turn into big ones."

"How old was your students?"

"College age."

"You had girls come up to you for sex?"

"Don't sound so surprised darling and no though there was a few who probably would have if I encourage them."

"That's so weird I pegged you as a- man I don't even know what I would guess you did before." I say laying my head back it laying on his arm.

"I had a guess about you."

"It's probably something dirty isn't it?" I ask rolling my head to face him.

Laughing he shrugs his shoulders.

"I went off the fact you seem comfortable with doing laundry I guessed you were a maid or something."

"That's not as bad as I thought." I say sitting up as we cross the bridge.

"Well I'm sure i could think of something else." He says winking at me making me smile.

"I guess you're not as bad as I thought you were."

"What are you saying darling? That you want to join the winning side? Be a wife and live happily ever after with me?"

"No, not that extreme. I just meant you're not the scary big bad wolf everyone thinks you are. Don't get me wrong your crazy but we all are. You have to be to have made it this far. I guess what I'm saying is I don't see you as the enemy anymore."

"Damn angel I don't know if I should cry or get hard." he says grinning.

"Negan! Gosh your rotten!" I yell smacking his chest and moving back to my side of the truck. Him laughing the whole time which I join in on.

Leaning on the door facing him I put my feet in the seat.

"Alright since we are digging up old stuff what's one thing you miss about before? Something that was stupid but you would love to have now?"

"Honestly?" he asks looking at me.

"Well duh."

"Coffee. I'd kill for a cup now." he says making me wonder if he really would.

"Oh my gosh coffee!"

Chuckling Negan looks over at me.

"Alright your turn. What's something you miss?"

"Going to a gas station or a fast food place and getting food just because you could. Not gonna lie I always got kit kats. Or going to a movie with friends. Laying in bed on my days off with a good book and non stop music..." I say laying my head back on the window.

"Man I miss music..."

"Damn girl you are easy to please." he says lighting the mood.

"You kinda have to be with dead people wanting to eat your face off." I say shrugging

"It is the little things." he says nodding smile in place. Him always seeming happy seeing the joy in life.

I found myself wanting to be around him because of that. He was right it was the little things that get you thru this world.

"Hey Negan." I say making him look at me.

"Can you promise me what happens today you won't hold it against me?"

Slowing down his hazel eyes meet mine him looking serious.

"Of course darling."

Pushing myself off the door I get on my knees and press my lips to his.

I wrote it off as thanking him for listening to me but I didn't stop him as he pulled me closer. Holding his face his long fingers tangled into my hair. I kissed him for what seemed like forever and only a second at the same time. I pulled away when my lungs screamed for air.

He opened his eyes and looked at me. I knew he wanted to say something but he moved his hands off me an grabbed the steering wheel.

I moved back to leaning on the door my lips swollen from kissing him but I ignored it.

"You hungry?" he asks after a few minutes.

"A little." I say realizing I haven't ate anything all day.

"Well you should join me for lunch." he says making a turn it leading to the gate of the sanctuary.

Once inside the fence Negan told Simon to get someone to bring him lunch for two in his bedroom.

I was confused but didn't say anything as Negan lead me to his room. Once inside I watched him throw his jacket on the bed and place Lucille on the couch beside him.

"Well ain't you gonna sit down?"

"I'm confused." I say moving to sit across from him.

"Don't be. You asked me something all I ask is for you to give me the same thing."

"Okay." I say it sounding more like a question but he didn't act like he noticed.

"Peachy." he says winking.

I sat there looking out the window. I could feel his eyes on me but I didn't bother saying anything about it.

"Can I ask you something?" He asks me.

I nod looking at him.

"How did you get with Rick clearly you been with him a while."

"Almost since the beginning. I was with a group of trainers from the hospital when the everything went nuts. Everything was thrown into confusion, I hid in a closet. When I came out it was like stepping into a different world. I got what I could and started staying in one of the doctor's office. A group of men came in one day looking for supplies they were the first people I seen in months. They talked me into going with them. It wasn't hard I was so scared being alone. They were staying in a retirement home taking care of the people there. I thought I could help. Turns out they stole some guns from Rick he came looking for them. I don't know what made me leave and go with Rick. Maybe it was because he was a sheriff or maybe because I wanted out of the city. Either way I left and been with him ever since."

"Damn didn't expect that."

"What do you mean?"

"I expected you to tell me you were his neighbor or something."

I shake my head and shrug.

"No just people from different lives being thrown together."

"When we were in Alexandria I talked to what's her name Olive something, she told me you didn't talk to people much."

"Getting close to people hasn't gone well for me. We - I've been so many places I thought was safe for it to be taken away. I've lost everyone I opened up to...." I say looking down at my hands.

"Maggie?" He asks surprising me from knowing her name.

"Yeah she was my first real friend. It's funny how it took the end of the world to bring people together. Her dad was named Hershel he didn't always do things right but he made you feel at home no matter where you were. There was this one time our group was sick and we all kinda felt like it was never going to get better. He made me realize that home is where you make it. It's the little things."

"What did he do?"

"Gave us hope. He told us that we would have spaghetti Tuesdays every Wednesday. He died a few days after that..."

"You met a lot of good people then?"

"So many." I say smiling at the good memories.

Smiling he shakes his head looking at the floor then back at me.

"Ah shit." he says grinning and slicking back his hair.

"What?" I ask feeling like I'm missing the punch line of a joke.

"Nothing you just reminded me of someone I used to know before."

"Who were they?"

Hearing a knock Negan winked at me.

"Saved by the bell. Come in!"

The door opened a mousy older woman standing there a tray of food in her hands.

"Oh there you are I was beginning to think you forgot about me. You wouldn't do that would you sweetie?" Negan asks smiling making the woman blush.

"No sir just wanted everything to be perfect." She says her voice matching her features.

"Well I'm sure it's fucking delicious." he says as she sets the tray down.

She blushes again and smiles at him. Nodding her head to me she quickly leaves the room.

"Do you flirt with everyone?" I ask smiling.

"Hey don't get jealous now I know you want me." He says grinning.

"Me and Pam have a good time. Her husband died right before the end making us have something in common. I like making her smile." he says brushing over the in common part making me think.

'Did Negan have a wife before?'

I don't have time to ask before Negan is handing me something.

I take it from him it a bottle of water. I drink it thirsty from not having anything all day. Its funny how you get used to not eating or drinking all the time. You don't even notice it.

"Lets see what the cook has for us today." Negan says wiggling his eyebrows and pulling a plate out from under the tray lid.

My mouth waters at what he sets in front of me.

Its a cut of meat on top of mashed potatoes covered in gravy.

"Don't that look amazing." he says setting the lid down to reveal a bowl of something that looked like fried sugary bread.

"There is no way I'm eating all that." I say looking at it.

"Good that means you'll get full." He says handing me a fork.

I take it, us eating in silence for a moment.

My mind drifting back to the question I had before. Deciding that's not a good dinner topic I change my mind. Settling for what Negan said before we talked.

"You never answered my question." I say looking at him.

"What's that?"

"You said I reminded you of someone. Who was it?"

He shakes his head swallowing his food to answer me.

"It doesn't matter she's not around anymore. She died before..." he says quietly his eyes not meeting my face.

"Was her name Lucille?" I ask before I can stop myself. When his eyes snap to mine I bite my lip.

"I'm sorry you said it in your sleep I didn't think it was my place to ask."

"You got that fucking right it's none of your damn business!" he says standing up making me jump.

"You don't have a reason to ask me anything about my pass you understand?" he says glaring at me.

I knew I should have felt scared but I was oddly calm sitting there as he yelled.

"Are you done?" I asked earning a deathly glare.

"Excuse me?"

"Are you done? I'm sorry if I said or asked something that upset you but screaming doesn't seem like the best thing to do."

"Oh why is that?"

"Because I didn't do anything. If you don't want to open up that's fine." I say pushing off the couch.

"I’m wasn't trying to pry but I trust you to keep my secrets I thought I could help you keep yours." I say shrugging my stomach twisted in a knot.

When I touch the doorknob a hand grabs my arm.

"Where do you think your going?"

"Don't you want me to leave? " I ask looking at him.

"I'm not asking you to open up Negan. I'm just making the point that you can't stay bottled up forever."

Sighing he lets go of my arm and moves away from me.

“Stay.” He says sadly as he moves to sit back down.

I follow him sitting across from him once again. Clenching his jaw he stares out the window.

“You don’t have to tell me anything Negan. I didn’t tell you about my past to trick you into talking about something you want to forget. I-.”

“No.” He says cutting me off his hazel eyes landing on me.

“I don’t want to forget her… I just don’t talk about her… She was my wife and I didn’t do right by her. She wouldn’t like the person I am now.”

“No one likes the people we are now. I’m not the happy bubbly person I used to be. This world takes a toll on us all. Trust me Negan your not the worse I've seen.”

“I bet I’m pretty fucking close though.” He says smiling a sad twisted smile.

“No.” I say moving to sit next to him.

“Your just a little messed up.”

Chuckling her shakes his head and looks at me.

“Who’s the more fucked up one?” He asks softly.

“That’s the true question.” I say smiling a silence falling over us.

I meet his eyes my stomach flipping. Watching his eyes drop to mouth I blush and bite my lip. He looks up at me and clears my throat.

“We should finish eating.”

“Right.” I say nodding wondering why I’m so affected by the man with the baseball bat.

#negan x oc #twd negan #the walking dead negan #negan x reader #negan #negan x you #negan x y/n #The Walking Dead #the walking dead fic #the walking dead fanfiction #the walking dead imagine #negan fanfiction #negan fluff #negan fic #negan imagine #a touch #trust

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princessofthedarkrealm · 7 years ago

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The Ape King’s Raine (A Dawn of the Planet of the Apes story)- Chapter 7 {part 2}

(Caesar x reader)

Note: Decided to do this one into two parts cause it was so long.

Here is Chapter 7 (part 1).

“Think like a fish. Thinking like a fish…” I singled my spear on the trout that was swimming by me. “Come on. Come on, baby.”

I lunged. And I missed. “Ugh!”

This was the second fish that I had tried to spear. I had missed them both. As much as I was enjoying my outing, every time I looked at Blue all I could think of was Caesar. Blue had no idea what was going on between me and his dad. Or not going on. Depending on how you looked at it.

Okay. So I would try a different tactic. Since my thinking about Caesar was messing me up, I would use that to my advantage. I focused on a fish again, and this time, I imagined Caesar was standing right behind me, with his hands and voice guiding me, just as Blue had done the day before. I could almost see his reflection in the water beside mine. I don’t ask for much. But right now my soul was crying out at the injustice that me and Caesar had been handed. I felt a tear run down my cheek. I tightened my hold on my spear and lunged. Yes. Finally a catch.

I held my prize up in the air. “Hey, Blue, I got one.”

I turned to my left. Blue turned also and when he saw me, he stopped.

Another tear. I wiped them away with my sleeve. I handed my spear to Blue and gave him a tightlipped smile. “Rough morning.”

He still stood staring at me. Jeez what was it with him and his dad today?

“Why don’t you uh…” I pointed to where the fishing string was on the shore, “show me how to string them up?”

So this became our routine for the rest of the outing. The guys caught and I strung them up. I even got a jauntly little fishy tune that popped into my head and of course because there were no other people around (humans anyway) I sang it out loud.

“Oh I wish I was a fish a-swimmin’ in the river, swish my little fins as I go along. But fish are so delish, I guess I’m glad I’m not one. ‘Cause people would come by and they would-”

I got to my feet and as I did, a wave of dizziness hit me. That happened sometimes if I had been sitting for too long and then stood up too fast.

The guys were ready to leave, so we took off. After a while, Blue asked me if I was alright.

“I’m fine. I just…” I stopped. I started both signing and telling him and Ash about how Caesar had taken me to see Lake and Twig. That wasn’t the real reason why I had been crying though, but I wasn’t about to tell them that. I also left out the part where Caesar asked me to be one of Twig’s caregivers.

“Lake has been sick for a while,” said Ash.

Blue nodded. “Father must really trust you,” he told me.

“Yeah. He does actually.” I smiled at Blue. It’s more than just trust though, I wanted to add. But of course I didn’t.

A bit further along, Blue stopped Ash. He signed something to him that I didn’t quite catch, because I was too busy looking around. Ash took the fish that Blue was carrying, then went ahead. Then it was just me and Blue.

I pointed after Ash. “Where’s he going?”

“Raine, can I ask you something?” Blue signed.

“Sure. You can ask me anything,” I both said and signed.

“Can you teach me how to speak human?”

His question startled me. Why would he care about how to talk like me? I smiled shyly at him. I was honored though. Blue was sweet and I was sure Caesar wouldn’t mind.

“Sure. I can do that.”

“Can I ask something else?”

I giggled. He was being so shy. “Go ahead.”

“You and Father are friends?”

I sighed. “Yes, Blue. We’re friends.”

Silence.

“More?”

I gave Blue a sad smile. “No. We’re just good friends. We like talking to each other. That’s it. I don’t think your dad would want anything to do with my like that anyway.

And talking was all there would continue to be if I had anything to do with it.

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And of course Caesar had to be around when we presented our fish. I was just about to slink off to go and find some food myself when Blue started signing to Caesar.

“Can she eat with us, Father?”

My eyes grew wide. Right away my gaze flew to Caesar.

“She did help us catch them,” Blue continued.

“Uh…no.” I shook my head vigorously at Caesar. “I mean yes, I did help them catch them, but no I don’t have to eat with you. “I mean,” I gestured to myself, “I don’t want to interrupt.”

Caesar glanced back and forth between me and his son, as though warring with himself.

“If Raine…does not want to eat…” Caesar began.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Blue Eyes’s sweet gaze met mine. He took a couple of steps towards me.

“Oh no,” I muttered.

“Please…Raine…”

My mouth fell open. I had never heard him speak around the other apes before. I started sputtering, completely at a loss.

I heaved another sigh. “Sure, Blue. I can eat with you.”

Or course I didn’t realize ‘with you’ meant Blue, Caesar, and all the ape council members. I had never been to this part of the village before. There was a cave. They were all there. Even Maurice, and, to my annoyance, Koba.

All chatter stopped as soon as we entered. All heads turned in our direction. I stood with my hands folded in front of me.

“Blue Eyes has requested that Raine eat with us. If anyone has any problems…speak to me.”

Woah. Go ahead, Caesar. We all seated ourselves, Caesar at the head of the group and Blue Eyes to his left. I sat between Blue and Maurice. I smiled up at the orangutan. After a couple of minutes of awkward silence, talk started up again. Maurice touched my leg.

“You want to help teach children?”

Woah. I stared up in surprise at Maurice. Three job offerings in just one day! I was beside myself. I glanced over at Caesar, but he was signing to another chimp to his right in our circle.

I beamed up at Maurice. “I would love to.”

That night I lay awake in my bed, replaying the day’s events in my head. Another emotional roller coaster. At dinner, Caesar hardly even looked at me. Had he not been trying to be obvious? Or had what I had told him earlier stuck a nerve? I curled up on my side and pulled my fur closer to me. It was warm, but not the same kind of warmth that came from body heat. That came from a heartbeat. Would I never get to hold Caesar again? To feel his firm body next to mine or smell his piney musky scent. I was so tired of caring. We never would have stood a chance. Why couldn’t I just accept that? I started crying, and I don’t mean a few glistening tears. I mean ugly crying. The kind that girls did when they realized that the guy they liked wasn’t into them. Or that they already had a girlfriend. Or that they just couldn’t be with you because they were literally another species. I buried my face in my hands and was so lost in my grief that I didn’t even notice there was even anyone in my room with me until I saw the shadow on the wall that my little fire cast.

I sat up with a gasp. And then I sat up even straighter. He shouldn’t have been here. And I didn’t know whether to be shocked or joyed.

For the second time today, Caesar regarded me with a look that was a mix of sorrow and desperation. A couple more tears leaked out. I didn’t even bother to wipe them away.

“Raine…” Caeser knelt next to me, “why are you sad?”

“Why are you here?” My voice had come out in a shaky breath.

“Should I not…come to see you?”

“But it’s at night.” Now I started wiping my face. “I’m sure some of the apes are still awake.”

I felt a headache building on the left side of my forehead.

“Why do you cry? Tell me. Please.” Caesar placed his hand gently on my shoulder.

I sniffled. “I told you. I don’t want to be the cause of your trouble.”

Caesar let out a huffing sound. “So you are to be cause of my pain?”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Pain.”

“I ache for you, Raine.” He touched my cheek. “In my heart. Something…bothers you. You will not tell me. It hurts.”

I started crying all over again. I bent my knees. “But I don’t want to hurt you. That’s the point. Even if we try to be together, someone’s always going to be upset.”

Caesar put his arms around me and pulled me to him. I put my arm around his back and buried my face against his broad chest. His heartbeat. I could listen to that heartbeat all night.

“Then we must be together.”

“But it’s not right. That’s not how we’re made. That’s not how our…bodies are made.”

Caesar pulled away from me. He cupped my left cheek in his hand. “Our hearts are the same. What else…matters?”

I stared at him through my watery gaze. Was he serious?

“You would want to…try to be with me? Despite everything. The colony. Koba.”

Caesar smiled at me. “No Koba. Only Raine I want to see.” He placed his forehead to mine. “Only Raine I want to feel.”

I closed my eyes and took a shaky breath. We were doing this. Me and Caesar were actually going to try to have a relationship.

“Will you lie down with me?”

I felt him pull away, so I opened my eyes. He didn’t answer, but instead started to lie down. I lay down next to him and as an afterthought, threw my fur off of me. I just wanted him. We laid on our sides, facing each other. Caesar reached out and caressed my cheek.

“Thank you,” I said softly. I snuggled up against his chest and he put his arm around me, pulling me against him. “We’ve still only known each other for six days though,” I added.

“We have time.” Caesar rubbed my back. “Our time.”

I smiled against his chest and closed my eyes. I let out a deep sigh. “Our time.”

@barbie-the-centrist @kit-kat-kitten @lostdarksoul6

#planet of the apes #dawn of the planet of the apes

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wematch · 7 years ago

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Close Calls

Andrew is injured at the beginning of a game by a former Raven. When Neil arrives at the hospital three hours later, some of the Foxes are already waiting for him. But none of them are quite expecting the secret Neil reveals when he gets there.

You can also read it on [AO3]

As always a big thank you to @velvetnoodle for being such an amazing beta!

[Part 1] [Part 2]

When breakfast gets delivered by the nurses, Andrew eyes his plate and turns his attention to Neil currently sitting by his side. “Go away,” Andrew tells him. “Go eat something and then come back."

“I'm fi—” Neil starts.

“You haven’t left this room since you arrived last night,” Andrew interrupts him, pointing his plastic spoon at Neil. “Go now, before I stab you.”

Neil eyes the spoon and snorts. “With that?”

Andrew ignores his question and chooses instead to glare at Neil until he gets up. “Bring me something from the vending machine,” Andrew tells him when Neil reaches the door.

Neil nods once to indicate that he heard, he doesn’t ask what Andrew wants him to bring, but he'll make sure to find him some type of chocolate. “I'll see what I can find,” Neil says, bringing two fingers to his forehead in a mocking salute before he exits.

When Neil steps into the corridor he finds the others still in the same spot as earlier, as soon as they notice him Allison stands up. “I'm going to have a conversation with Neil,” she informs the others while looking at Neil with a fierce smile.

Neil takes a deep breath; he’s not surprised by this outcome, he suspected that he would be cornered for some answers soon so he just wants to get it over with. “I'm just going to grab some food,” Neil informs her once she stops at his side.

“Look at that, you finally started to take better care of yourself,” she says.

“Andrew kicked me out of the room until I eat so…” Neil trails off as they start to walk into the corridor to take the stairs to the main floor, but regrets it as soon as he sees her grinning.

“And I keep getting more and more surprised by your monster everyday,” she comments.

In a flash Neil starts to feel anger building up on him, so he starts to jog down the stairs to try and calm himself but it doesn’t quite work. And once she meets up with him at the end he can no longer restrain himself, he was never good at keeping his mouth shut. “I've told you plenty of times before to stop calling him that.”

She passes him and opens the door to the main area, then she holds the door for him and gives him a devilish smile. “Oh, I know. I just do it to piss you off.”

“Fuck off, Allison, I really don't need your shit today,” Neil spits as he passes her to scan the place in search of some source of food. Once he spots a vending machine nearby he starts to walk in it's direction.

She sighs and trails after him, and once they reach the machine she casually leans against it, looking at her perfectly manicured hands. “Fine, let's talk about something else.” She pauses as Neil starts to put money into the machine. She sees him eyeing the products and then press the buttons for a sandwich to get out. “How about you tell me how you got married.”

“How about we talk about something else?” Neil asks back as he grabs the sandwich and puts more money into the machine. “What are you even doing in here?”

“Don't ask stupid questions; I'm here for you.”

Family, Neil thinks as Allison's hand squeezes his arm for a second. She didn't have to come here - especially because she and Andrew don't really talk to each other - but she came anyway to give Neil support. “Thanks,” he tells her, not knowing how to better express himself on how much her being here actually means to him.

“And this isn’t what I was thinking when you said you came to grab some food,” she says looking disapprovingly to the plain sandwich. ”There’s a coffee shop near the hospital entrance.”

“This is fine,” Neil murmurs as they both watch the chocolate drop. He simply doesn’t want to take too long to get back to Andrew.

“Come on, I need some details.”

Neil grabs the chocolate and gives her an unimpressed look. But he’s met with Allison’s intense expression and gives in. “Fine, what do you want to know?”

Allison starts to smile again by having Neil giving in. “Who proposed?” she asks when they start to walk back.

“I guess you can say Andrew,” Neil answers, “he just asked me what I thought about it, and two weeks later we signed the papers."

Allison stays quiet until they reach the stairs. “Why?” She asks him and grabs his arm to stop him from continuing to climb the stairs. “Look, I'm happy for you but I didn't imagine Andrew, or you for that matter, as the type to get married."

“Me neither, but...” Neil takes a deep breath. “Remember that accident I had almost two years ago, that I stayed in the ICU for a few days and no one knew how I was because I had no family, so no one was allowed to see me?” Allison nods and Neil continues, “Andrew was pissed because of it, we both were. So last year we talked about it and decided to get married so that things like that wouldn't happen again.”

Alison stays quiet for a few moments processing that information. Then a tentative smile returns to her face. “I'm happy for you, you know?” She squeezes his arm for a second before letting him go. “I might not understand Andrew, but I know that he cares about you, and I know how important he is to you.”

Neil grins at her and opens his sandwich. They walk back the rest of the way in comfortable silence and he barely registers the taste of the food in his mouth as he eats. Once they reach the others, Allison returns to her chair and starts typing on her phone, most likely informing Renee about what he just told her, and Neil takes the seat next to Matt.

“How are you holding up?” Matt asks.

Neil shrugs. “Fine,” he tells him and eats the last bite of his sandwich.

They all share a look of annoyance at his standard answer and Dan clears her throat. “Wymack wants to know where your phone is.”

“Oh, in my car?” Neil answers thinking that in the rush to get to Andrew he must have left it there. “I'm assuming you already gave him an update?”

“Of course.”

“Kevin sent me a text, so he already knows Andrew is gonna be fine,” Nicky starts, “and I sent one to Aaron as well,” he pauses, and shifts from leaning against Erik to share a look with Matt. “Oh, and Kevin also asked me to deliver a message.”

“What did he say?” Neil asks even though he can already guess what it is.

“He said for you not to do anything stupid,” Nicky tells him with a grin.

“And I agree with him,” Matt says seriously.

“I won't,” Neil answers and clenches his fists. It’s situations like this that make him want to call his uncle and ask for a favor. But he won’t do it; a favor like that would could cost him a great deal, and Andrew would kill him once he found out about it. ”I'll wait until I find him on the court to kick his ass,” he adds, and grins at Dan’s hum of approval.

“How lucky was it that he made Andrew pass out with that hit that threw him to the wall?” Nicky comments.

“He would have taken care of that asshole in a second if it wasn’t for that.” Matt says with a grin.

“Yeah,” Neil agrees, the images of what happened in the match replaying in his head once again. Andrew doesn’t take shit like that from anyone, they all know it. So whatever happens to the former Raven is deserved, it’s Andrew that worries him at the moment. Neil decides it’s time to go back to him so he stands and clears his throat. “I should get back to Andrew now.”

“Yeah go ahead; visiting hours start in about an hour so we’ll join you soon," Nicky says.

Neil nods, and starts to walk away in the direction of Andrew’s bedroom. Once he enters, Andrew’s eyes immediately open to stare back at him. He was obviously tired and tried to rest while Neil wasn’t in the room. Neil knows better than to say anything about it - he knows that if Andrew needs the rest he’ll go back to sleep once he sees that it’s only Neil entering, but Andrew starts to adjust himself so he’s properly sitting on the bed, and once Neil is close enough to Andrew he gives him the Kit Kat.

Andrew doesn't waste a second before he’s opening the package. “Are they done with the questions?” he asks once he swallows the first bite.

“Have you met them?” Neil sighs and sits in the chair next to the bed. “They sent Allison to do the early interrogation as usual,” he says, studying Andrew while he eats. Of course he had thrown Neil outside so that the others could have enough time question him.

“Oh I’m sure she must be loving this since it will provide them great betting opportunities,” Andrew tells him with a blank expression. Neil still doesn’t like when the others make bets about them, but since he knows that Andrew is probably right, so he chooses not to comment.

Once Andrew finishes devouring the chocolate, Neil takes a deep breath before speaking. “I was watching the game yesterday.”

“Of course you were.”

Neil clenches his fists before he continues. “And I saw the whole attack.”

“Your point?” Andrew asks him.

“It looked pretty bad Andrew; you scared the shit out of me,” Neil admits, and gets up to be closer, he puts his hands in the bed for support and stares at Andrew to let those words - the truth - sink in. Once he sees Andrew’s shoulders relaxing, Neil adds. “Do you have a problem with it?”

“Your entire existence has been a problem since I first met you,” Andrew says matter-of-factly.

Neil notices the little twitch on his mouth and rolls his eyes, deciding not to comment. He brings one hand to slowly run over his face and when he looks to the side he finds Andrew already studying him. “Your close calls are getting old,” Neil tells him, sounding tired, still thinking of last night.

“Oh really?” Andrew starts, not looking impressed. “Stop mimicking what I tell you.”

“Why? Don’t like what you hear?” Neil replies mockingly.

“Shut up.”

“Make me.”

“Come a little closer,” Andrew says, ”and I will.”

Neil leans towards him and stops when his lips are only an inch away from Andrew’s. He closes his eyes and not a moment later he feels Andrew’s lips crash against his. Neil hums his approval and lets Andrew deepen the kiss. He lets himself forget where they are and why, and focuses purely on Andrew kissing him like his life depended on it.

When Andrew ends the kiss, his hand comes to rest on Neil's neck to ground him, to steady him, like he has done countless times before. “You're an idiot.”

Neil starts to smile when he brings his hand to Andrew's hair, he lets his fingers hold onto it and then he brings their foreheads together. The closeness calms him. “Yet, you still keep me around,” he points out.

“No one likes a smart mouth,” Andrew replies, he grabs Neil by the chin when he sees him opening his mouth to answer back. “No, no, just shut up for now,” Andrew tells him in a low tone, while looking him in the eyes, and after a few moments of studying Neil he begins to frown. “Try to rest until the others get here; you look like shit.”

Neil rolls his eyes. “Thanks,” he says and goes back to sit on the chair once again. “I can clearly see now why I keep you around,” he adds sarcastically, and then he glances at Andrew, amused.

He knows, however, that Andrew is right. He’s exhausted, and it won’t be long before the others join them, so he lets his head rest on the bed like he did during the night.

“Just keep that mouth of yours close for now so we can both rest,” Andrew tells him, and after a moment Neil feels Andrew's hand slowly going through his hair.

Neil lets himself relax, closing his eyes and concentrating on the familiar touch of Andrew, and on the soft sound of his breathing to reassure him that Andrew is right here with him. And that with a little bit of time he’s going to be alright.

#andreil #aftg #tfc #andreil fic #aftg fic #andrew minyard #neil josten #Allison Reynolds #nicky hemmick #matt boyd #dan wilds #myandreilfic

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