#When I was younger (this is so dumb and I can't believe I'm talking about this but whatever) I got so unreasonably upset when they replaced

[the-halfling-prince]

Maybe the real Geralt of Rivia... was the friends we made along the way

No I want my Henry Cavill

[starsnsparkl3s]

not good enough for you

where you feel insecure because you genuinely feel like you aren't good enough for him, but he thinks otherwise.

{CW!!: suggestive, mentions of reader wearing a skirt/dress but gn, different types of insecurities, js know you are stunning with all of that baes <3}

characters: ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, tighnari, and wanderer

- set in modern au for a few, ~1.2k words in total -

ayato: pillar of fortitude

you being insecure just influences his spending habits on you. it increases tremendously.

of course he'll comfort you, give you attention, all that jazz, but him?

he buys even more things he thinks you'll look absolutely lovely in.

dress shirts, dresses, skirts, shorts, literally anything that he might think you'll like he'll get it.

you walk out of your shared bedroom with your hands behind your back and your gaze cast to the floor timidly. ayato nearly choked on the boba he was drinking when his eyes laid on you. the way you looked up at him with your eyes all the way to how you stood, he thought you looked ethereal. "my love, how could you be insecure when you look so lovely?" he pulls you into his arms, hands going down your waist. "are you sure? " you mumbled, your eyes focused on the ground. rubbing over your hip dips before cupping your ass, ayato used his other hand to make you look up at him. "you have nothing to worry about.. let me spoil you."

childe: tartaglia (did my man WRONG)

he honestly thinks you're joking when you first tell him, that's how good looking you are.

he hypes you up a LOT more than usual, making sure you feel extra special before anything.

being so fr, he's the type to comment first and most under your instagram posts

most definitely brags about you on his socials as well, has a highlight for you and everything

cyno: judicator of secrets

"childe, why am i getting hundreds of notifications? from YOUR account?" your boyfriend shrugs as if he doesn't know what he did, replying with a simple, "just making you feel good, that's all." after going to the notifications, your heart gets more and more full as you read the compliments he paints your phone screen with. they all came with such love and adoration which varies from "THATS MY S/O RIGHT THERE YOU GUYS!!!" to dumb pick up lines that have you rolling your eyes. you smile softly as you like every single one of his comments, pinning one at the top of your post. despite his cheesiness, you know from all of these that childe truly does think you're the prettiest.

his jokes slowly turn into cheesy pick up lines about how pretty you are, like those REALLY bad ones

its sort of misleading at first and makes you think he's doesn't care, and trust me he does! he's just bad at words of affirmation

not to mention, i believe he tells you you're so pretty and amazing and beautiful and just EVERYTHING in bed

he's totally up for fucking you in front of a mirror to get it through your head about how pretty you are

when he walks into your small shared apartment after a grocery run, he sees you staring into the mirror. you're poking your stomach fat around your belly button, sighing softly. he comes up behind you, kissing your neck softly as he wraps his arms around your hips. cyno digs in his pocket to pull out a small card, before saying, "good thing i have my library card, because i'm checking you out." you look up at him with an attempt at a deadpan, which morphs into a moan as he starts touching your hips, slowly going lower. "if you can't understand how gorgeous you are, i'll make sure you know by tonight."

diluc: the dark side of dawn

he would for sure be such a good person to talk to about your insecurities to and receive comfort

i think that when he was younger, he was also a little insecure about his appearance because of his hair and eyes, since it wasn't normal (i js know that when kaeya came around he got less and less insecure as he grew up but THIS ISNT ABT THEM.)

he would kiss every insecurity and go on rants about how much he loves them, because he loves every part of you

for the sex life? things like stretch marks make him go FERAL. literally all of your beautiful insecurities make him FERAL

as you let out a small moan, diluc spreads your legs open and start kissing up and down your thighs. your stretch marks were more prominent in the moonlight coming from the window, and that alone made him hard. "you're so beautiful my dear.." he took his finger and traced over them. when you looked down, your eyes widen to see him, looking at them like how people look at constellations in the sky. looking at them with such admiration, diluc kissed them over and over. "so pretty.. let me make your pretty body feel good."

tighnari: verdant strider

he would 100% accidently turn it into a lecture about self-confidence and would go on and ON

after knowing about your insecurities, he would bring flowers from his research and give them to you, they reminded him of you

although he would comfort you plenty, he is one sassy ass fox so he would be very sarcastic when you do bring yourself down

he would list all of your achievements while calling you the dumbest person he's ever met

"yeah you are pretty dumb now that i think about it." your heart dropped as those words came out of his mouth. before you can say something, tighnari continues. "it's not like you won the nationwide botany fair for sumeru or anything." your lips formed a pout as you spoke, "but you were my partner! of course we got won." he rolled his eyes before looking at you with a deadpan expression; "did you forget i was sick the whole time? you had to do it by yourself." a shy "oh" left your lips while his arm wrapped around your waist. "have more confidence in yourself you big lummox."

wanderer: eons adrift (named kunikuzushi for convenience)

he's like tighnari in a way, but much more heavy on the sarcastic and snide comments

he can't really comfort you because he can't even believe that he's good enough for you

tries his best though, always makes an effort to compliment you, even if the compliment is very choppy

isn't the best person to go to for insecurities plaguing your mind but it's nice to be around him anyways

you yelp in pain as kunikuzushi flicks your forehead out of annoyance. "shut it, you're giving me a headache." you sigh, "i'm being serious kuni, i really don't think that i look good enough for you." as your teary eyes dart to the ground, you feel his arms wrap around you. "you are so annoying.. of course your good enough. more than good enough you dumb fuck." you smile a little at his harsh words, knowing that's his way of comfort. while trying to stop your tears from falling, you couldn't hear his soft words in your hair. "you're so fucking pretty, i hate when you say otherwise dumbass."

written 3/20/23 || credits go to me || asks open <3

[ratsonastick]

Jealous Clarisse has my heart, so could you do one where she's jealous of the reader with a new camper but she doesn't do anything because she thinks the reader doesn't like her and vice versa? with a happy ending please

Clarisse La Rue x Oblivious!FemReader

A/N- IM A JEALOUS JEALOUS JEALOUS GIRLLL. If I can't have HER baby

Also sorry its a little short!!

Request are open

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Clarisse wasn't someone big on confronting their feelings, that is unless it's related to anger. So when she saw you standing with some other camper who was trying to be smitten. She scoffed and walked away. 

She knew there was a chance you wouldn't like her, but the way that she finally got you to hang out with her, and how you were so cute near her, just gave her the impression that you did. 

So she did what she usually did, which was go to the training field and punch a dummy. For the next few days, she was more aggressive toward others, If that's even possible … 

Clarisse is just honestly someone who doesn't know how to react when her vulnerable side is declined because she never shows it to anyone. Her friend Selena (If that's what you call their relationship) told her that it wasn't fair to blame you, you had no idea. 

But Clarisse thought she was being obvious, complimenting you, giving you extra portions of food, and lifting heavy things for you. 

Along with being aggressive, or more sassy as some would say, she was constantly ignoring you. As much as she would hate to admit it she did feel a bit jealous, and now a part of her felt embarrassed and not good enough to keep trying. 

This was the first time she had ever felt not good enough. 

You, on the other hand, didn't know why she wasn’t speaking to you all of a sudden. 

Every attempt to speak to her she’d scowl and walk in the other direction, trudging forward just like she did a year before when she didn't care for you at all.

You were stressed, not knowing what was wrong bothered you. You started to believe that she didn't like you, that maybe you said something that showed your interest and she got grossed out. 

One day when you found her alone in the field you finally decided to confront her. At first she didn't notice you, throwing another punch at the dummy, but then when she did she turned away and walked towards the bench avoiding your gaze. 

“Clarisse!” you called out, walking forward faster to get to her. “What do you want?” She asked sternly, which took you aback. 

“What's with this?” you asked hinting at her attitude in a distressed voice which made her sign and turn to face you, you looked at her and truly saw nothing for a moment. 

Even though Clarisse was upset, her hands still got slightly sweaty at the sight of you. 

“What's with what?” She spoke up, her shoulders raising slightly with each heavy breath she took in. “This attitude, you’re like a completely different person.” 

She rolled her eyes and turned back to the bench taking a sip from a water bottle, it was yours, the one you lent her when you got worried she wasn't drinking enough water. 

Clarisse took it because she thought it was the closest thing she’d ever get to kissing your lips. 

“I'm a different person? What about you, walking around talking to some kid who was clearly flirting with you! Don't you understand how much of a fool you made me feel?” she spoke, turning to look back at you, her eyebrows furrowed. 

“Clarisse, what are you talking about!” you spoke up, “Stop playing dumb! That new kid.” She shouted at you, which made you take a step back away from her. 

She never showed this side of her to you, the side that every Ares kid had, Anger. 

Clarisse tried to calm down but a part of her felt like it was on fire. “That kid was a childhood friend … he's 5 years younger than me.” You spoke up with a disgusted look on your face, scoffing at her ignorance. 

Clarisse could've sworn that kid was 6ft tall when she saw him. 

You shook your head turning around to walk away  “I’m such an idiot for liking you.” you spoke softly, but Clarisse heard you say it and her heart skipped a beat. 

You liked her … 

She wanted to run after you, she wanted to apologize and kiss you. But her embarrassment and realizing she was wrong made her stop and stay in place, her breathing deepening. When you were out of sight she threw the water bottle onto the ground in annoyance, and that's when she heard a yelp. 

She turned to the side and saw Annabeth taking her hat off “Annabeth … get lost.” Clarisse would've been angry about Annabeth stalking, but she had bigger things to worry about. 

“Talk to her.” Annabeth spoke up “One thing I know about Y/n is that she is a forgiving person … which is also a curse. She needs someone like you to help her make decisions like that.” Annabeth spoke before walking away. 

And for once Clarisse agreed. 

That night Clarisse walked up to your cabin and opened the door, it was late, and a lot of your siblings were giving her stares for going in the cabin at this time. 

But she was on a mission. 

She saw you propped up in your bunk with a small light shining behind your shoulder so you could read her book. 

You looked so beautiful to her, she could take you right here if she could. 

But she approached you, and when you finally noticed her you shut your book and turned the light off. “Y/n” Clarisse spoke softly, kneeling down “Please come outside.” 

“I’m sleeping” 

“No, you just talked.” 

You sighed and turned to face her, sitting up in your bed, and Clarisse felt her heart skip another beat. “Fine … but make it quick,” you mumbled. 

Clarisse smiled and took your hand, and you wrapped your fingers around hers. She brought you outside and turned to face her. 

“Look I’m an idiot, I know but please forgive me. I can’t help being jealous and angry; it's just the way I am, and the way I always will be. I should've talked to you about it but I didn't, I just like you so much and seeing you smile at someone else made me hurt.” 

You smiled at her and rolled your eyes as you looked to the side, but Clarisse didn't stop. She grabbed your hands and kissed them both as she looked at you “Princess please” she mumbled slightly and you could've sworn you saw a blush of embarrassment on her. 

“Fine,” you said. 

Clarisse was shocked, that was it? She was prepared to fight, do anything to win you back, but all she had to do was be truthful. 

Her eyebrows slightly scrunched and she smiled “But just remember Clarisse, if you get jealous and decide to ignore me again I will end you.” 

Clarisse nodded her head and placed her hands on your hips, hooking her fingers onto the inside of your pajama shorts and pulled you closer to her. She had a smirk on her face “Whatever you say ma’am” 

And with that she kissed you softly, but eventually she depended on it as her hand went to the small of your back, pressing you against her.

[alicegokugirl]

Idiot (one shot drable)

pairing - pah-chin x AFAB!reader

warnings - nsfw // minors dni // fatphobic insults //squirting // mentions of milfs // mentions of stepcest in pornography

author's note - my beautiful, underrated pah-chin loves you so much he can't help talking about you all the time. ♡

Everyone knows that Pah doesn't shut the fuck up about his girlfriend.

No, because it should actually be scientifically studied the way he can turn every single topic of conversation into something about you.

"Man, these pancakes are the best!"

- "My baby's taste way better."

"Fuck, I just know today is going to rain."

- "Better not, girlfriend's got a hair appointment at 2."

"Your bike needs some work, dude."

- "Whatever man, just make the handle pink so it matches m'lady's nails."

The girls love it, thinking it's adorable the way Pah is head over heels with you and wishing their own boyfriends talked about them like that when they weren't around.

On the other hand, the boys had already started developing eye problems from how many times they rolled them.

It might seem contradictory, but no one, not even the dumb ones, ever entertained the thought of telling Pah to shut up for one second.

Because between the ridiculous amount of useless information shared by the loose-lipped blond about your food allergies, your haircare routine and your favourite brand of toothpaste there were some precious gems.

Pah is not dumb at all... but he's definitely stupid.

And it only took someone slightly smarter than him to get him spilling out all the dirty details about your sex life (usually Kazutora).

So when there's nothing else to steal, destroy or graffiti, when the boys are bored out of their minds, Mikey signals to Kazutora to bring out the porn mag they stole from Shinichiro sometime ago.

And with a loud, exaggerated sigh and a purposeful slam of the magazine against a nearby low table, story time begins and the all the young men gather around.

"Shit- This one is hot." Kazutora points at the wrinkled page that illustrated an older woman getting pounded from behind by a younger man.

"Stop with the fucking milfs nobody likes them except you." Smiley slapped Kazutora's hand away and turned the page. "Nah. This shit is way hotter."

"Hell no, man! Stepcest again? You're so fucking weird." Draken shoves the two men aside and opens the magazine on a random page.

"Fuuuuuuuck yeah..."

"Finally, some good fucking food."

"Shit! I'm getting horny."

Groans of approval were heard throughout the hideout as the boys contemplated the picture of a blond woman, laying down on a white bed with white, fluffy sheets, legs open and hand between them, shoving two fingers inside what had to be the wettest pussy they have ever seen.

"Bet it squirts." Mitsuya says looking above Draken's shoulder.

"Big brain Mitsuya." Baji commented.

"Bet it leaves the whole bed soaking after you feed her a bit of this!" Mikey gets up and grabs his crotch.

"Gross dude."

"Hahaha~"

"My babe does it better."

Bingo.

And just like that, the ruckus was happily quieted down by Pah-chin's comment.

"Really, Pah? We don't believe it..." Sanzu teases, a shit eating grin on his face.

"Yo- Pah might be a jackass but he ain't no liar." Peh-yan jumps to defend his friend.

"Damn right. If I tell ya'll my girl can squirt buckets, you better believe my dick gets fucking wet everytime we fuck." He says, punching the table hard.

"Jesus, calm down bro. We believe you." Mitsuya awnsers.

"Yeah, it's just hard to believe you can make your girl squirt." Kazutora intervenes, hoping to get Pah to share a bit more about his hot girlfriend.

"Well, yeah it's not hard when you have a canon like mine and a pretty pussy like hers."

"Really? Who would have thought?" Kazutora faked innocence.

"Yeah, you virgin fucks have no idea what's like having a pair of fat tits bouncing on your face while a girl like my babe is making a mess on your cock." Pah crosses his arms and leans back, a proud smile adorned his face.

"Fuck yeah, we don't. Tell us more." Mikey provokes.

"Imagine this, virgins. My good girl, her tight pussy, and the biggest fucking mess. Nah, cause when I tell ya'll there's not one time when I fuck her that she doesn't squirt you better believe me. Last time- and hear me out- I was tongue deep in her. The thickest fucking thighs almost suffocating me. Can you imagine? A hot girl like my darling riding your face?"

"Not really, something more detailed might help." Kisaki said, pushing his glasses up his nose in a way that hid the blush creeping up his cheeks.

"Then listen to me, four-eyes. She is so fucking thick my hands could barely take hold of her ass. Not like I really could anyways. My baby is a freak and everytime she sits down she rides. And call me a fucking fatass but when I have a meal, I feast. Man, I had been eating her out for an hour when her legs just started shaking. She started telling me she had to pee or something but I had the best earmuffs and could hear jack shit. Next thing I know, I had my pretty pussy squirting all over my face."

"Damn..." Mikey whispers.

"Hell yeah. If my girl doesn't end up passing out on me after we fuck than I don't want it. Damn... just thinking about her cute clit swollen and lips all puffy is making me hungry again. Nothin' beats that view, virgins."

"Doubt. You could show us." Hanma says, optimistically.

"AND VIOLATE MY GIRL'S PRIVACY LIKE THAT? YOU DISRESPECTING MY GIRL? WANNA FIGHT?"

"Damn, fatty. Just askin'."

"Whatever, bean pole. I'm outta of here. Gonna let my Queen sit on her throne today." He says, getting up and walking out the hide out, closing the door with a loud bang.

Immediately everyone looked at Hanma.

"Stupid fuck."

"You had to ruin it, dumbass."

"Kill yourself, bro."

"You sleep outside today, idiot."

"Whatever. I'm one free popsicle coupon away from getting those videos and I'm not going to share."

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[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕊𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Hello, I hope you are having a good day. She wanted to ask for some platonic headcanons for the demon siblings and how they would react if they saw her sister (who is the 8th) defend the brother in question over some harmful comments another demon said to them. She is very protective and doesn't let anyone speak badly about her brothers > :).

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ *inhales* FINALLY CHILD READER WITH OM OMG I LOVE IT SM

Anyway~ hello! I did one-shot format because I felt like headcanons would turn out too repeative... I'm still not sure about it but hopefully it's alright!

I didn't do much dialogues because I really can't write fights well... but maybe one day!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic, TW: swearing, fights, homophobia in Asmo's part

"Who does he think he is?!"

You heard some lesser demon complaining at Lucifer behind his back just because he confiscated their phones for breaking school rules. They were at fault for recording what they shouldn't!

"That fuck is probably jealous you have a girlfriend and he never even touched one."

That was so basic and yet it triggered you so much. You knew you shouldn't even bother after hearing such a low level insult but it was still an insult towards your older brother!!

You turned around to them, coming closer. They were definitely having small chuckle when they saw a teenager walking to towards adults like that. But oh boy... how you could insult others... you were even about to throw hands!

"That's enough!"

Suddenly you heard familiar voice behind you and hand separating you from other demons. It was the oldest of your brothers. He sent the lesser demons out and told them he'll set a punishment for their actions later as he deals with you first. He just looked at you slightly disappointed as he held end of his nose.

"Why did you throw hands at such a troublemakers? We talked about it, if someone brings you troubles just talk to me and I'll handle it."

"But they were insulting you!"

"And I could've dealt with it myself."

He may've said that and may've upset you a bit but deep inside his heart actually melted. He felt a bit happy that you'd want to protect his honor despite being so much younger. Of course, he'll never let that happen as he doesn't want to risk your health and life but it definitely made his day and you may know that from the fact he didn't punished anyone as roughly as usually.

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"He's literally so dumb! I can't believe he asked me for money while everyone knows he's NEVER gonna give it back!"

You overheard some demons starting a talk the second after your 2nd oldest brother left the room. When they were talking to him they so respectfully said no and that they don't have anything on them either way... but demons are cruel and you knew it.

So you being you, couldn't just let them get away with that. Maybe you were a long shorter but you WERE good at throwing! And it was just you and them in the classroom... classroom with singular chairs instead of benches... your plan was simple. And you did it without hesitation.

"Don't you insult my brother like that!!"

The two demons were a bit shocked. None of you noticed when the white haired demon came back after realizing he accidentally left you behind...

"Yo, that was great! Glad to see you won't have problems with fights!"

"I can throw one more!"

"Nah... let's go... I still have some savings so we can get some sweets, whatcha say?"

He tries shifting your attention to something else with poor excise but it worked! Or maybe he wanted to thank you for standing up for him? Not many do that after all...

"Oh sure!"

"Let's go. Oh and if Lucifer asks... just tell him it was me who threw a chair, 'key?"

"But-"

"I'll get you extra sweets, c'mon!"

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You were bored at a school party. It was still quite early and you just texted on family group chat a bit. You basically we're giving Levi some tips, as despite with Asmo in his room, he wasn't confident enough with himself to go. But eventually, they texted you they're coming over!

"You think that otaku is coming?"

Your attention was catched by some chat between 2 demons. They were talking about otaku... maybe it was your little protectiveness but you decided to eavesdrop for just a bit. There is small chance they're talking about someone else, right?

"He's probably kissing with his screen like always. Honestly, isn't Avatar of Envy supposed to be more scary rather than petite?"

But they were definitely talking about your brother... So you got up from your seat and you were ready to get into the argument. You couldn't let your brother get insult like that! And luckily for you, you just happened to remember few gossips and punishments they got through and used it to your advantage~

But when you were in the middle of an argument, 2 demons being your brothers entered. One looking stressed and second looking proudly at you.

Levi may've not wanted to say anything like that in the public but boy's heart melted on spot and he tried hiding his little teats of happiness. He was just so glad to have someone protect him like that and now you may not need a password to enter his room!

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"I heard the 4th brother destroyed whole classroom yesterday."

"Seriously?! Is that motherfucker why they changed our lessons to the worst classroom ever?!"

You knew you shouldn't interact. Oldest repeated to you to not be bothered by such a simple words. But 4th and 7th on the other hand... you just felt the need to protect your brothers honor. It was him who teached you all about self defense, so you might as well use it to repair him for those lessons!

You were actually pretty good, grown up demon was actually loosing with a teenager?! You could easily say it was pissing him off but you had your fun~ And when the demon was about to punch you back, his hand was blocked by someone else's.

"Don't. You. Dare. Touch them."

You saw the rage in Satan's eyes when he stood there in his demon form. And they said you're protective of brothers!

Obviously, the demon who started all of it quickly took his leave. Seems like he's just all bark and no bite... And now your brother was looking at you with proud grin as he ruffled your hair.

"I see you remembered my lessons. But you seemed to not see the punch. I'll teach you some more later, alright? And good job there."

He knew well why you initiated a fight and he would normally rub it in Lucifer's face that you stood up for him and for the oldest never so far, but he doesn't want to cause you troubles. Instead he left it as your sweet secret!

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@miya-akane - come get your cat lover!

"That girl is hot."

"Bro, that's a dude."

You overheard someone pointing at Asmo. You weren't mad ar all, mistakes happen!

"Ew! So he's crossdressing?! What is he, gay?! I'm not coming closer to whatever this thing is!"

But... homophobia is something that always pissed you off. Couldn't he just be like "oh well I'm not interested" instead of insulting? It's not like your brother did anything wrong to him! He was just himself!

So or course you stood up from your chair and walked to them. Keeping your voice calm tho with a malicious remark and tone. You didn't wanted to fight physically but you were more than happy to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Of course the demons didn't even took you seriously, blaming things on your age when they couldn't find the right come back. When youn were slowly loosing you patience, w hand landed on you shoulder.

"Come on darling, let's not wast your precious time on these! I could repair your nails instead, what do you say?"

You naturally agreed, knowing it's best not to get in more problems than needed. And on your way, Asmo made it known he heard ALL of it. From your amazing arguments to you protecting his image. He may've not showed all of his gratitude in that moment but you'll definitely see it later, when he invites you to every single sleepover he'll hold.

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@vodka-glrl - come get your pretty princess~

"Ugh... 6th got first place in strength competition AGAIN!"

"Calm down, it's just a matter of time untill he eats someone alive and will get into trouble."

"Didn't he already? There's a reason why everyone is afraid to even come close to that monster."

You were waiting for Beel in front of a classroom as you were supposed to walk together back home and grabs 7th brother on your way too. You heard the two talking and blood was absolutely boiling in you... how could anyone call the teddybear of family a monster?! You were so angry you just wanted to hit them with a bat or so...

"Remember, only fight when someone starts it. And try not to overrate your skills."

But then you remembered Beel's words you heard after every training. He, as well as few other brothers used to teach you bit of self defense arts tho he definitely knew the most about it! They all wanted you to stay safe, but maybe it's time to repay their kindness?

Instead of throwing hands, you decided to insult them back, not holding single drop of your hatred. You may've caused a scene but at least 2 demons were left speechless. And when they finally had the guts to say something, their mouth immidietly close as their eyes landed on something behind you, leaving without a word. When you turned around you saw no one else than your brother.

"Are you hurt? You weren't fighting, were you?"

"No, I was just talking big..."

"That's good. Thank you but next time let me handle it. Well, let's go now, okey? We still need to pick up Belphie."

Maybe he didn't say much but he was smiling the whole way, telling you that your little act despite making him worry for a second, it melted his heart when someone stops up for him. Even if he'd prefer you didn't do that, he appreciated it.

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"He's sleeping all the time... how does he got a better grade than me?!"

"He must be cheating! I mean... he's utterly dumb with the amount he sleeps!"

You overheard 2 demons talking during a lesson, Belphie sleeping next to you. You knew you couldn't do much because consequences would come immidietly. But the more they whispered between each other, not even trying to make sure you didn't heard them, the more you just wanted to punch them in the face.

"Don't worry, we can always mess up with his future exam and remove all the unfair answers."

But that's when you had enough... they wanted to change your brothers answers just because they think he's cheating! You were about to get up and give them a piece of your mind, almost forgetting you're on a lesson. But luckily you were brought back down be a hand.

"Don't worry. They both are failing this year and the ones on the right girlfriend cheated on him with the one on the left, they're just jealous."

You didn't knew if he was lying about all those gossips or being serious... and two boys thought the same. You could now hear them arguing over who cheated on who, while teacher tried calming them down. So while they were busy, you decided to get an answer on your question and whispered back to your brother.

"Seriously? Did that really happened?"

"I don't know. I lied. But they'll be busy with something else so it's perfect time to take a nap, don't you think?"

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@miya-akane - come get your sleepyhead!

[pablitogavii]

Doctora Pt. 2

Since many reached out to say they want a mini series, here it comes!

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Part 1 is HERE! <3

Pablo's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about that kiss and how her chapstick tasted like fresh strawberries on my tongue...fuck! I really wanted to kiss her again!

"¿Hola? Mundo a Pablo! You can pick your results after training" Xavi said and all I could think about was seeing her again not really knowing how to say that I want her to be mine.

"Gracias" I said and he smiled nodding approvingly as other guys joined us on the pitch.

"I can't believe we haven't heard you screaming from the changing rooms while getting your blood drawn" Pedri mocked me and I rolled my eyes still thinking about strategy for when I see her again. Should I play dumb and see what she does? But don't girls like confidence? Ugh! Es tan complicado!

"Ai! Ansu? Can I ask you something??" after training I seek some advice from one of my best friends still not deciding how I should act when I see her again. I haven't told him who I was talking about knowing that everyone on camp knows her but I presented him with a hypothetical scenario.

"Hermano, girls like to feel like they belong to a man who will pursue them tirelessly..so be possessive" were Ansu's exact words and I repeated them while walking towards the clinic.

When I came in and saw he laughing with one of the younger players while getting his blood drawn..I felt..jealous? Was she distracting him the same way she did with me!? Fuck! She can't do that with anybody else!

I came in with all my confidence on display as she turned around to safe me with that beautiful smile on her face. How can someone look so sexy in scrubs!? Focus cabrón!

"Hola nena" I said winking at her which certainly made the younger player angry but I didn't give a shit! He should know she is off limits and he has no chance against me!

"I will be right with you, let me just finish here first" she said which made the younger boy smirk this time and my jaw clenched as I sat down to wait for her to give me attention that I wanted right the fuck now!

Your POV

Pablo was angry, that much was clear from his demeanor when I came to give him his results. I was so nervous to look at him after the kiss we shared which I have to admit kept me craving for more.

He stood up after taking the paper walking towards the door and just when I expected him to leave without a word (probably forgetting about the kiss anyways), he locked the door walking back towards me.

He placed his paper on the table before going around to stand in fornt of me making me walk backwards until my back was glued to the wall and he was hovering over me dominantly.

"Um..what..are you doing Gavi?" I said with a shaken up voice which surely amused him as his smirk grew while his fingers raised up my chin like last time.

I closed my eyes expecting him to kiss me again (excited about it ofc!!) but just as our lips were inches from each other he spoke lowly.

"Did you miss me doctora??" he said and I opened my eyes blushing like crazy when I realized how close our faces were to each other.

"And..why..why would I miss you Gavi?" I said trying my best to be confident but his power was undeniable..he was making me nervous on purpose!

"Well..maybe because watching me in a sweaty uniform does things to you? Or maybe because you let me have a taste of those sweet lips of yours doctora?" Pablo was enjoying himself and I was a blushing mess staring from his eyes to his lips wondering if he craved to kiss me just as much as I craved to taste him again?

"Tell me something, preciosa..do you use the same distraction on other players too? Maybe ones from La Masia?" he said and I knew now why he was so angry before. Pablo Gavi was jealous! He was jealous after seeing me with that kid from La Masia. Now was my turn to make him nervous!

"So what if I do? I'm a free woman after all..." I smirked shocked when his hand wrapped around my throat and his lips came so close to mine that they touched as he spoke.

"Wanna try that again nena? You can only distract me like that!" he growled now completely ruining my panties while staring at my lips before kissing me again but this time with more force..like his life depended on it..and I loved every second of it!

We kept kissing one another for a few minutes like it was the most natural thing in the world before I realized that I needed to pull away and make him deserve me first!

"I should go back to work Gavi.." I said knowing that if he stayed here any longer..all hell would break loose probably ending in his suspension and me getting fired!

"Tu me vuelves loco nena.." he said resting his forehead again mine and I felt my heart speeding up as he leaned down and kissed me one last time before pulling away.

"I'm gonna need this. See you soon doctora" Pablo grabbed one of your visit cards with your phone number before leaving and making you finally breathe heavily trying to wrap your mind about what just happened.

Pablo's POV

As more days passed, and we spend nights face timing each other I got so hooked that seeing her face became a mandatory part of my day. We also agreed to be 'friends' whatever the hell that meant but I was letting it go slow for now not knowing how long I'll be able to resist kissing her again!

Also, my results showed that I will need to do some physical therapy but overall everything seems to be alright. I never felt happier to be told I will have to spend so much time at the clinic.

"So you know how you said last night that you couldn't wait for the new season to come out??" I said while she was applying some cold jelly on my thigh before my physical therapy. She looked so beautiful when she was focusing on a task like this!

"Mhm?" he said and I did my best not to get hard from feeling her hand on my inner thigh but it was getting quite hard to be honest. But these little sessions definitely made me crave her touch so damn much!

"I know a guy who sent it to me before it gets released. What do you say we watch it together tonight at my apartment?" I said seeing her eyes open wide as she comprehended the words leaving my mouth.

"No freaking way! The next season is coming out in almost two weeks!" she said and I smirked nodding my head knowing that I made an impossible bargain that she won't be able to refuse. Or I hoped she wouldn't refuse.

"I'm Pablo Gavi" I said proudly and she rolled her eyes making me groan in annoyance. She was definitely different..

"But if I do this..promise not to take me to your bed Gavi??" she said and I smirked making her chuckle before doing a pinky promise before she finally agreed. I was so excited but I acted cool while she was there.

I was manically cleaning my apartment when I returned from trianing waiting impatiently for her to call and tell me she is in front of the gates. Time never passed slower!

"Come in doctora!" I said escorting her inside as she took off her jacket making my mind go crazy at the sight of her in grey sweats and a tank top..this was the first time I saw her wearing no scrubs.

"What!? I didn't know there was a dress code. I kinda look homeless " she said making me laugh as we both walked to the living room.

"You look perfect.." words just slipped past my lips before I could stop them and she smiled sitting on the couch comfortably.

Your POV

I couldn't believe I was currently sitting next to Pablo Gavi in his apartment watching one of my favorite TV shows. Despite not showing it to him, I knew what a 'lady man' the boy was and was definitely a little star struck that he was pursuing me.

He kept his apartment pretty cold so my arms quickly filled with goosebumps which he noticed jogging to his room in the middle of an episode. He came back with his big Barca hoodie and my heart stared speeding up immediately.

"Gracias Pablo.." I used his name for the first time and it felt right especially seeing how he smiled when he heard it. I wore his hoodie which he definitely recently wore since it smelled so strong of his cologne as we continued to binge the episodes.

"I should probably head home..it's almost midnight!" I said completely loosing track of time not to mention that I was so sleepy that I had to lay my head on Pablo's shoulder to keep watching the end of the episode.

"But there are two more episodes..don't you wanna know how it ends??" he quickly replied and I really did want to see the ending but also not sure how I am going to drive back home at three in the morning.

"Are you sure??" I asked and he nodded smiling wide in reassurance.

"Tomorrow is day off so I can sleep in. No worries!" he said and I nodded as another episode began.

I didn't even notice when I fell asleep only waking up when he raised me up from the couch carrying me upstairs bridal style.

"Um..what's happening?" I said followed by a loud yawn that made me blush as he chuckled entering his bedroom..it was huge, with a king sized bed and his jersey on the wall.

"I'm taking you to my bed" he said and you felt your heart speeding up while your eyes were staring into his deeply.

"You promised.." I reminded him and he smiled kissing my forehead before laying me down in comfortable sheets that smelled like Pablo...I felt safe.

"I'm not letting you drive sleepy but don't worry, I will sleep on the floor if you need anything" he said tucking me in and I blushed smiling wide at his kind gesture.

It was the middle of the night when I woke up from how cold I was since Pablo took off my hoodie thinking I will be too warm under the blankets. Boy kept his room so cold, I felt like I was in Canada!

I stole glance at him sleeping on the floor fearfully getting up and laying down next to him getting insanely close immediately feeling warmer.

"Mm what a nice surprise doctora..." Pablo mumbled being cocky even when he just woke up and I rolled my eyes nuzzling my cold nose further into his neck.

"I'm cold!" I whine and he smirks wrapping his arms around my body before pulling me on top of him and rubbing my skin as I felt much warmer and started to again drift to sleep.

Hope you like it :)

[cinnbar-bun]

Important Message

So... haha... been almost a month since I really did anything on this blog...

Listen, I'm gonna keep it straight to you guys, the months leading up to my hiatus were, to put it mildly, some of the most disgusting I've seen in my years as a fanfic writer and fandom enjoyer. This is a bit of a vent post, because, well, genuinely, I really hope the fandom can get better. I'm assuming most of the bad experiences I've had came through people a bit younger/newer to fandom or tumblr/fanfic culture in general. If you want just an update on the blog, I will be posting that shortly after this one.

I'm going to list out some of the shit I had to go through (that I am sure many fanfic writers, but more specifically, POC fandom creators go through). This is a long post. Yeah, also, this is obvious but TW FOR: Racism (including slurs), Islamaphobia, sexism, death threats, suicide threats, harassment, and just flat out horrible behavior.

I'm gonna go list some of the slurs I've been messaged or called, I'll even rate them for you guys <3:

Camel jockey: oooo, haven't heard that one before. get more creative, 3/10

camel fucker: nice, bit more crass, still not original. 3.5/10, just a bit funny

Terrorist: wow, dude, oh my gosh, I can't believe I've never heard that one living in post 9/11 America! Wow! 0/10 try harder

I also don't know where the assumption came from that I was a hijabi... I am not. Calling me a BMO? Pretty unique but sadly does not fit me. :(/10

This barely scratches the surface of what I have dealt with after having been open about my heritage. I'm sorry my very existence offends you and requires you to come out and send me shit about hoping my family dies or that my favorite character brutally hurts me. I have read your messages, and after long consideration, I have decided to no longer be Middle Eastern. Yep, that's right, guys, I am no longer MENA! Don't worry about my family history or anything, I just choose not to be that anymore. There, now you don't have to send me messages about hoping my family gets killed <3

Let's see what else we should tackle.

Should I tackle the fact that I've gotten messages from others to update a fic or answer a request or they will try to self harm or commit suicide?

Should I tackle the fact that some have tried to pressure or guess my sexuality (dude, what the fuck)?

Should I tackle how I got messages from others assuming my place because of my religion?

Should I tackle how I've gotten weird ass messages from people getting mad at me because how DARE I not write certain things during Ramadan?

Should I tackle those things?

I'll save you the hassle, no, I really shouldn't have had to, but fact is, the One Piece fandom has to be some of the worst I've seen and interacted with purposefully in a long time. And I was in the Hetalia fandom way back when. I should not have dumb shit about "liberating" me or oh, oh, oh, I love this one! People asking me if I have 'full armament haki' (I hope you genuinely, genuinely, get the fuck off your phone and go outside. Maybe have a walk and go talk to actual people.)

I've met some genuinely lovely, beautiful, and kind people. They truly are some of the most talented creators I've seen, and I'm grateful they chose to befriend me. The good does outweigh the bad. But the bad? Oh lord, I think you guys are genuinely some of the most disgusting pieces of shits I've ever had the displeasure of meeting.

Fanfic writers are not your slaves. I have a full time job, I have a full time life outside of my tumblr and my writing. I write when I want to because I like to write, and fanfic is a good creative outlet. You sending dumb messages crying about no updates after four days of me posting a new chapter, or threatening to harm yourself because of this is disgusting.

POC creators, especially, are not your fucking tokens. I'm not here to break down every racial stereotype for you. I'm not here to be sitting there mocked with crap I already hear in my outside life. And I sure as HELL am not here for fake support only to be called slurs and mocked the minute I don't do something for you. You are gross, you are not funny, you are genuinely a horrible person and if your ideal vision of humor boils down to the Instagram comments section, all I'm saying is, I'm not wishing you anything positive.

If you read this far, thank you. Truly. This was difficult to place and write down, but it needed to be said, because even to this day I still get messages similar to before.

Do better, One Piece fandom. Do better. Because you are only going to lose the fans who really care and who put effort into making things. How far can you harass fanfic creators, and especially POC ones, with your bullshit before you lose out on things?

I don't need to 'move on'. My identity and my existence is on a completely separate wave than so and so idk, liking a ship or a character. One is fake, and one is literally who I am. Putting false equivalencies to the issues within fandom because it makes you 'sad' is shitty.

I've only given you an idea of what I had to deal with. Now imagine this constantly by random people, both on tumblr and AO3, and then imagine that also in your daily life, on the media, in the news, in the music, on the radio, in the books- fucking everywhere. It's exhausting.

Just... fucking do better. Actually fucking listen to POC. I got nothing else to add that wouldn't just be me repeating the same shit I and others have tried to say.

Just be kind, for gods sake, and remember that creators are human, not the silly avatars we choose.

[kotton-kandy953]

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TSUKASA Y. x SHY ! BLACK ! READER

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You groaned in discomfort as you squinted your (e/c) eyes to adjust to the blinding ceiling lights. You tried to lift your hands to block them, but something was holding them in place.

Your hands were tightly cuffed to the arms of an oddly fancy dining chair.

"Huh!?" You shouted in confusion and struggled to free them. In shock and panic, you looked around the beautifully decorated room.

What is going on!? You thought to yourself.

The first thing you noticed when looking around was a medium sized table with only one other chair, similar to the one you're sitting in at the moment.

A tea party, perhaps?

Wait... tea party...

You've been here before.

"Why am I here again...?" You whispered to yourself in pure confusion. You couldn't believe you were dumb enough to be kidnapped by them and brought to the exact same room twice.

As you were trying to recall the events of the last tea party, you looked back down at your gloved hands trapped to the chair with these oddly fancy handcuffs.

Did you have this same outfit on earlier?

You were sure you were wearing the high school girl's uniform before you passed out.

But now, your form was clad in a totally different, and beautiful, black dress.

It was one totally different than last time too.

But that wasn't the only thing that caught your attention.

What also caught your attention, other than the strange black dress, was the crimson splattered on it and your white gloves.

Everywhere.

"Wh- what's going on...!?" You panicked, starting to squirm in attempts to free your white-gloved hands from their cuffed prison.

As you struggled and fought against your restraints, (e/c) eyes frantically darted around the extravagantly decorated room in desperation.

You were hoping to find a way to escape, maybe even another person that could in any way help you.

I need to get out of here... you thought, where even was I before this mess!?

You tried rerunning your thoughts from the past few hours so you could figure out what the hell is going on.

But apparently that didn't matter to someone.

Shattering your thoughts was a strangely familiar, and playful boy's voice.

He sounded like he was only a few years younger than you.

"You look so pretty when you're tied up, Y/n…!"

Your pupils dilated after realizing who the sudden voice belonged to.

You also cringed at his flirty remark.

the boyish-singsongy tone rang louder as he got closer and closer to your chair from behind.

Before you could even reply to his odd statement, two ice-cold hands were softly placed on your mouth, muffling your sounds of resistance and struggle.

You could hear some giggling as the familiar boy rests his chin on top of your head, "Do you remember me?..." he spoke in a playful, yet pouty tone.

"..."

"Oh right!" He giggles and lifts his hands up. "You can't respond because I'm covering your pretty mouth!~"

"Do ya remember me?" He asks with a playful tone. "Don't tell me you don't~" he lifts his head up and starts to play with your (h/c) curly hair.

You looked down, "Uh, Y- yeah... I do." You nodded slowly.

"Really!?" Tsukasa rests one of his hands on yours the the other on the back frame of the chair as he peers over at you from the side.

You looked at him, finally, you got a view of his face.

His... his blood splattered face.

You nervously nodded, trying to ignore the blood everywhere.

Seeing that, he cheered happily.

You didn't understand why you wouldn't remember him.

You might not remember everything he's done but you do remember the tea party and with the pink ghost boy...

...what was his name...?

"You don't talk a lot do ya?" He poked your face and you just gave him an awkward look.

"N- no...?"

He wiped the blood off his cheek with the back of his hand, only smearing it further.

"...If you were anyone else," he continued, "you'd be kicking and screaming to be free."

Tsukasa put his hands behind his back and walked around the chair to be in front of you.

You looked him up and down, the blood on his black Kimono and white shirt was far too much for the person he could've hurt to be alive.

There was even more on your dress skirt though.

"But you..."

His words snapped you out of your thoughts immediately.

He brings his bloodied hands up to caress the soft skin on your (s/c) face, "...you're different."

You cringed as you felt the blood and his hands stain your face.

You fought off tears as he caressed you. His touch felt too soft... too loving...

It was sickening.

Even his usually piercing stare seemed softer and more romantic.

"Y/n..." he softly mutters, causing (e/c)'s to jolt over to him. "...Are you okay... you look like you're about to cry..."

Tsukasa placed his hands on yours and moved in closer to your face. "What's wrong…?”

You blinked a few times while looking his bloodied form up and down.

It really creeped you out how playful and flirty he was about this despite being covered in blood that isn't his.

"Uh... Ts- Tsukasa..." you mumbled and shut your eyes.

"Yeah!? What's up??" He perked up after hearing your voice.

His piercing amber eyes intently stared into your (e/c) one's as you spoke.

"How did I... get here...?" You looked around the room once more. He tapped his index finger against his chin as if he was thinking.

"Hmm..." His smile disappeared as he continued, "I knocked you out." He replied bluntly.

"You wouldn't willingly come with me, wouldja??" He stared at you, making you more nervous and anxious than you already were.

"N- no but..."

"How else would I have gotten you here then...?" He giggled, his expression going back to normal.

"Anymore questions for me, pretty girl?"

Before asking your last question, You balled your hands up in fists and took a deep breath. You weren't completely ready from the unknown answer he was going to give you.

You asked slowly and almost silently, "Who's blood is this...?"

Tears already started to prick at the corners of your eyes and you didn't even know the answer yet.

All you know is that someone could've died with this amount of blood loss.

"'Who's blood is this?'" Tsukasa repeats the question as if he was confused too. Putting a hand up to his mouth, he muffles really loud giggling.

The laughter grew louder despite him trying to muffle the sound.

"T- Tsukasa?" You started trembling with fear the louder he laughed.

"Don't you see, Y/n!?" He rose his arm in the air and snapped his fingers.

Once doing so, the handcuffs opened and your wrists were free.

You looked down at your hands before they got yanked away by the shorter boy.

You were dizzy from sitting down that long then being snatched by Tsukasa.

He interlocked his fingers with yours and pulled you closer, "It's you!" He shouted with a small grin.

He snaked his left arm around your waist while the other still held your hand firmly.

He held you in a position as if you two were slow dancing.

"It's... me?" You repeated, obviously oblivious to the meaning he's referring to.

"It's your blood that's on us both!" His amber eyes went dark and he held you tighter against his small frame, "You're the one who's dead...

"...I killed you!"

What..?

You're... dead?

"N- no... I- I can't be..." You looked at Tsukasa as tears streaked down your (s/c) face.

"...I'm not... I'm — dead?" The shock hit you like a truck. You couldn't speak... or scream...

Or even react.

You felt... you felt dead.

Tsukasa nods with a grin, "Don't worry, Y/n... it's okay..." Tsukasa wipes your tears.

"...You don't need Amane or the blonde one... you just need me."

"And we'll be together...

forever"

[intheholler]

i’m not from appalachia but i am from the south and the accent is definitely dieing (i am fucking determined to bring back this spelling) … rarely ever hear a young person with a heavy twang anymore, a light one sometimes yea. so sad its perceived as negative … nearly every time you see someone portray a dumb person in a joke they take on this stereotypical accent and its quite harmful really and they don’t even know … anyway sorry for coming in yer inbox and rambling but i’m interested in hearing what ya have to say about it

1) 2024 will officially be the year we bring back 'dieing' for good. god willing and the creek don't rise

2) 'what i have to say about it?' hahah *gestures broadly toward this ramblin blog*

no but in all seriousness, i believe the reason you don't hear that molasses-thick twang anymore is because young people in appalachia have better access to the outside world from an incredibly young age in a way we didn't even a few decades ago. used to be it required heading down the mountain to see what's what, and most can't afford that til they're older, if even then.

so now, we are taught younger and younger as impressionable babies to be ashamed of ourselves and by extension our accents, either from embarrassment of the stereotypes of where we're from, or because we're afraid people are gonna think we're "stupid" and not take us seriously.

without ever having to leave home, kids now can peer over the mountain sooner and see how people mock them and their accents. it doesn't cost any money to get online and see everyone calling you an inbred toothless hillbilly, to start feeling shame for something you didn't even know was being ridiculed--you--and work from them on to suppress your accent.

i was eight or nine the first time it was made known to me that people outside of home thought the way i talked made me "sound stupid" and i found out in person by a well-meaning family member. literally that same day i started trying to "talk normal" from then on out. i'm a young millennial, so internet was available to me but not in the way it is now. i can't imagine how it is for kids today.

i had a THICK accent as a kid. now, you can barely hear it even though i'm actively and consciously trying to relax the code switching muscle now that i am loving these parts of me again.

to your second point, i once saw someone say something (much more eloquently, and it's been years, so) along the lines of "tell a joke about someone you think is 'stupid'. do it aloud. what accent did you default to when you mocked them? now ask yourself why you did that."

only, no one wants to ask themselves that question. and so here we are.

i believe that that shame and mockery we have been wrongly saddled with from childhood is likely one of the biggest contributing factors as to why you hear a good strong accent less and less. and it fucking sucks.

3) come 'ramble' anytime!! love talking to yall and hearing your thoughts

[kateknowsdramas]

Another thing I love about My Dearest...(spoilers obviously)

I just giffed the scene of Jang Hyun absolutely decimating Yeon Jun. I love this moment for multiple reasons. First, obviously Jang Hyun does it because YJ has ripped Gil Chae's heart out by basically admitting he likes her but that he's not going to choose her. Jang Hyun watches Gil Chae cry and he's pissed. I love that JH is so righteously angry at how YJ is treating both women.

But this scene shows how smart and calculating JH truly is. He's clocked YJ from the moment he saw him in the village - professing his love for the king and his noble ideas. YJ is all talk - he loves having people praise him and two women chase after him. Yet he has no idea about the true world and how it works. He comes from a village where the nobles are all talk and the older women 'teach' the younger women that if they even show skin to an invader, they should die. Not a super great way to help the younger generation grow up.

So JH sees all his nonsense yet steps in to save YJ's life during battle when the idiot CLOSES HIS EYES while fighting the enemy. He has no business being in a battle but he did it because he wanted to satisfy his own ego. While JH is on the verge of death after saving goodness knows how many people, YJ gets praised by the king and is bestowed his ministerial title. Lovely. The noble boy gets what he wants.

In episode 8, YJ and Eun Ae get their wedding and we think they're going to be happy. But nope...YJ screws it up because of his arrogance.

He confesses (while he thinks Eun Ae is asleep because coward) that he didn't go to save her during the war but he chose to go to the king because he thought it would bring him honor and make the elders of the village proud of the boy they raised.

And then what does this idiot do? He thinks he's being brave and noble and calls out the king in front of all the other ministers. And just like JH says, YJ can't determine friend from foe and, boy howdy, the king is so not his friend and basically punishes him for opening his dumb mouth and is going to send him to the enemy as an 'envoy'. Oh, that wasn't what YJ expected...and he tells the king no which is basically one of the top sins ever....oops!

His arrogance lands him in jail and his household stripped of their wealth and kicked out of their house. He truly can't take care of his family because he's so focused on himself and, in his naïveté, he believes that nobles are truly noble and the king is good guy #1.

This was a very long winded way to say that what I love that our writer has done is subvert the idea from episode 1 that JH is a selfish cad and YJ is a brave young noble. JH has demonstrated over and over that he's willing to do the dirty work to save people - and the king. He not only kills invaders, but he goes in as a spy to get info to his people. He also hauls ass to Gil Chae when he hears that she is in serious trouble.

YJ doesn't have the fortitude to stand up and take the consequences. He doesn't understand the rotten underbelly of society. JH's life was stripped away from him as a child - he's seen the true nature of the hierarchy in the country and knows what he needs to do to survive.

I'm sure this is a foreshadowing for either EA or Gil Chae to step in and get this bonehead rescued because there's no way he can do it himself.

[mae-dwrites]

A Bundle of Heliotropes - Chapter 1 - Marking

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After two people have turned 16 they get a soulmark, a near-exact, or complementary, mark or as some referred to it as a tattoo. This can be anywhere on the person, sometimes they're simple, small, or inconspicuous on occasion. Other times they take up a great deal of space, elaborate pieces of work, their meaning so clear much clearer more often than not.

When Marinette Dupain-Cheng was younger she couldn't wait for her mark. She hadn't cared what it would look like because no matter what it would be beautiful, because this was her way to her one in the Universe.

When she fell in love with Adrien she was sure it was him but slowly felt as though she was wrong as she failed to confess or even have a normal conversation with the blond. Why would the Universe give her someone she couldn't even talk to?

This led to her officially letting him go and giving Luka a wholehearted try, that was until he got his soulmark. Akumas, being Ladybug, and Guardian duties had already been putting a strain on their relationship so Luka getting his mark was just the icing on the cake, and Marinette thought it would be better for them to break up and remain friends.

Marinette spent months of hopeful vs. hopeless, and as her birthday drew near a feeling of dread came upon her. The day came when she woke up with her collar area burning with her mark.

It was beautiful, just below the center of her collarbone a circle resting with elm branches coming from it going across to end at her shoulders. In the circle was a giant ladybug, along with robins sitting on the branches of her tree.

Looking in the mirror left her almost breathless, she brought her hand up to the mark almost scared to touch it. For fear if she touched it would fade the canvas of her skin forgetting what had been.

The only problem was it was far too telling. A ladybug? As if that wouldn't reveal her. She couldn't show this, not without someone realizing what the ladybug truly represented.

She could show Alya, she had told her identity at the beginning of the school year. She trusted her not to blab about it, especially when a few months ago Alya was going through the Ladyblog rewatching her videos and trying to see if any of them could be of help. Then she stumbled upon her interview with Lila to realize that she couldn't possibly be best friends with Ladybug when that was in fact her. She apologized to Marinette when she realized her mistake and how it took her this long even after Marinette had already told her and proved she was Ladybug.

“Marinette!” Tikki’s voice broke through her trance. The Kwami had been admiring her mark, while it wasn't the biggest or the flashiest. It was certainly something to admire. Big and flashy had never been Marinette’s forte, perhaps her soulmate and her had that in common?

“Sorry Tikki. I just,” Marinette glanced into the mirror again looking at the branches and its’ birds. “I can't believe it.” The teen said the last bit breathlessly.

“Guardian, as beautiful as your mark is,” Wayzz floated up. “You’re going to need to hide it. Someone could put it together, even with the quantum masking.”

“Wayzz is right,” Marinette turned to face Tikki as she spoke. “We can't count on the Miraculous magic to hide your identity when a mark so clearly refers to your heroine persona. While our magic is ancient that doesn’t mean it’s entirely dependable either.”

“You're right,” Marinette sighed. “I can show Alya at least. I'm sure she's gonna freak.”

Marinette wore a shirt that covered above her collarbone, unable to wear her usual white tees. She wore a light pink top so that if the shirt got wet the mark wouldn't be seen through the fabric. Marinette had already been making it a habit not to wear her usual whites anyway, with how many times Lila had caused “accidents” that ruined them. It wasn’t like she was dumb enough to keep wearing something that would be affected the worse.

Marinette already knew that Lila would try to say she must not have a soul mate if she wasn't willing to show her friends. Honestly, Marinette could care less about that, as Lila probably wouldn't share hers either when she got hers later this year. Not to mention there were others in the class and friends that had been getting their marks recently and not all of them wanted to share. Also, Marinette might be the younger between her and them, if her getting the mark on her birthday was anything to go by. Which it was.

Marinette made her way downstairs while tying her hair back, over the last few months while she still was late for things she had gotten better at waking up early. It made her friends excited, that's for sure. Marinette was proud, she may not get all the hours of sleep needed for a person her age but at least she started her day earlier.

She grabbed an apple and made her way down the stairs. She didn't want to risk Lila trying to claim she had done something when she was least likely to have. So she made her way as quickly as she possibly could, despite her having more time to get to school; it helped to get there as soon as she could around a certain time. As the more people around to see her the less likely Lila could make her claims.

Marinette passed through the bakery giving her maman and papa hugs and kisses before snatching up croissants into a bag to share with some of her friends. Mainly Alya, Nino, and Adrien of course every morning hung out with her. Many of her other friends would sometimes join them, sometimes they were in a rush or just forgot to grab something to eat.

Everyone mostly “played nice” as Adrien tried to keep it. While Adrien seemed to play peacekeeper along with Alya they both had very different reasons. Adrien being so Lila wouldn't say anything to his Father and risk his freedom, and while they understood that it still hurt when Adrien sometimes took more of Lila’s side in the conversation, even if it was for the sake of “keeping the peace.” Over the months Chloé, Kagami, and Marinette had been able to convince Gabriel to be more free with his son, even Natalie had surprisingly shown support. But Adrien still turned the arguments in Lila’s favor a good chunk of the time.

Alya on the other hand had been slowly sliding more to Marinette, so as to not cause Lila into a fuss. Alya hated it, that much was clear, but it seemed as though Lila didn't notice as long as the Créole teen was spitting articles of her amazing life. Alya had made a separate blog to “support her friend” but what Lila hadn't noticed was that the writer’s name wasn't Alya but a pen name. But it had come to light for Lila that Alya still cared about Marinette and wasn't entirely leaving her. Alya gave excuses, true and false, but we're good enough for the Italian. But Lila taking notice had only been a recent thing.

“Marinette!” Alya shouted as Marinette made her way into the courtyard. Some people turned to see the dark-haired teen make her way to her friend, some of those students happened to be Max and Rose. Score, Marinette couldn’t help but think as it meant if Lila tried to say something they would most likely doubt her, especially if she was with Alya.

“Hey Alya,” Marinette smiled before hugging her best friend. As she pulled away she wasn’t even halfway out before Alya was practically buzzing.

“So?” Alya stretched the word out while bouncing in place. “Did you get your mark? Or is it not there? And if there isn’t one then that’s okay girl! Remember your soulmate could be younger than you and hasn’t turned sixteen yet. And even if you don’t get a mark I won’t think any less of you, it just means that you're free to choose your own destiny and-” and before Alya could continue rambling, something that she had picked up from the Asian girl, that Marinette cut her off.

“Alya! I got my mark,” Marinette laughed before finally letting go of the other girl’s hands. Alya’s face slowly went from blank to pure glee. She grabbed Marinette’s shoulders and shook her, “You. Me. Bathroom. Now!”

Alya dragged her to the bathroom, while others would be upset at the other’s demanding antics Marinette just laughed. Alya pushed the bathroom door open and surveyed the room, “Which stall is empty?”

Some girls gave her weird looks, but those who were friends or knew the girls personally giggled or simply smiled. One of them pointed to the one at the end. Alya declared “perfect” and brought Marinette in with her. Some of the girls said happy birthdays to Marinette while giggling as Alya dragged her into the stall. As Alya shut the stall door it could be heard some girls going “Oh” as they realized why the two went into the stall.

“Show me now girl!” Alya cried, the stall at the end wasn’t as small as the others but it certainly wasn’t one as big as the one closer to the door. Alya had mentioned that her mark might hint at her heroing, as a theory. It wasn’t uncommon for soul marks to represent someone’s work or passions, so it was safe to assume that Marinette’s could reference Ladybug.

Marinette pulled her arms out of her shirt before taking it off, her tank top left a perfect view of the mark. Aside from the straps, it’s not like it really mattered. Alya let out what had to be the loudest squeal Marinette had heard come out of her, and she had let Alya try many Miraculi on just for the fun of it. That sleepover had been the loudest squeals and laughter that came out of Alya to date. Till today that is.

“Are those tree branches? And robins?”

“Yes, and yes,” Marinette said before bringing her shirt back on. “Elms if I’m not wrong. But I studied plants for that one nature-forest-themed fashion competition.”

Alya finally opened the stall back up when Marinette had her shirt situated, and with Wayzz and Tikki away. Alya just seemed to be radiating from excitement. If Alya was the type to jump up and down when excited that would be exactly what she would be doing now. Though Marinette had a feeling it had to do with how nervous Alya was for Nino’s birthday.

Nino’s Birthday was just four days away, Alya’s was last month. She didn't get a mark so she held out hope that Nino would be her soulmate, while being soulmates didn't necessarily mean it was romantic you couldn't blame the girl. As for all they knew, Nino or Alya may have a romantic bond with someone else. With how close they were and how much they loved each other it made sense to be scared of such possibilities.

Marinette was honestly scared hers wouldn't be romantic, not that there was anything wrong with a platonic bond. But for Marinette, it just meant finding someone to have her big house with three kids and a hamster would be much harder.

Marinette subconsciously touched where her mark lay, What if they don't like that I'm the one they're soul bound to?

“Marinette!”

The said girl looked up to see Adrien, Nino, and Kim waiting for her. A smile came on her face as she saw them. Kim waved at her overdramatically before raising a sign that read “Happy Birthday To The Bread Child.”

Alya and Marinette laughed at the sign, it had been a joke between mainly Kim and Marinette that she was “The Bread Child”. When they were in early collège their class had done a project about names and their heritages. From then on Kim liked to joke about her father’s last name.

Her other friends had slowly made their ways into the joke calling her bread-related nicknames. Adrien and Nino were the worst, as they were puns. It honestly made Marinette think their favorite hero was Chat Noir rather than Ladybug.

“Happy Birthday!” Nino and Kim shouted at their long-time friend.

“Happy Birthday Marinette,” Adrien smiled at her. The girl's insides swirled around a little at his smile, it was charming, one of his real ones even. Despite letting go of her crush on him he still made her flustered from time to time.

“Thanks you guys,” she felt a bit embarrassed but she couldn't care. Her friends always made her feel like that on important occasions, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.

“I'm assuming by Alya’s face and that she was practically skipping her way over here that you got your mark?” Kim raised his eyebrows at his short friend. Though most people at Françoise Dupont were shorter than Kim.

“Yes,” her cheeks flushed as she admitted it.

“That's amazing dudette,” Nino said in his usual fashion.

“Can you show us?” Kim looked between the two girls.

Marinette swallowed before opening her mouth to speak, “I don't want to lie to you but I want to keep it myself. I would love to show it but for now, I would like to keep it to myself.”

Marinette looked everywhere but her friends while she said this. They were gonna think she was selfish, or that she hates them when she doesn't! But because they think she hates them they’ll start hating her, and they’ll all leave her. She’ll have no friends because they’ll tell everyone and then she won't ever make friends for the rest of lycèe. Since no one likes her she’ll never get to be a famous and successful designer, and when she finally finds her soulmate they’ll think she’s horrible and hate her because she has no friends and that she's a failure. And then she’ll be alone for the rest of her life. She’ll never get her big house for her hamster and three kids, and-

“Marinette!” Her friend's voices snapped her out of her panicked state.

“S-sorry!” Marinette cried.

“Marinette, it's okay,” Nino said.

“We understand and we won't push you to show us,” Kim pulled Marinette in for a side hug. “We would never hate you for being private.”

“Exactly!” Adrien said with a reassuring smile. “It's your decision. Also soulmarks are very personal things, it only makes sense if someone decided not to share theirs.”

“It’s in your full right to decide who you want to share your mark with,” Alix said from behind Marinette. Marinette would have jumped if Kim hadn't been hugging her right then. “Honestly I don't think I will share mine with anyone when I turn sixteen next year.” Alix admitted before continuing in a joking tone, “Unless it’s something sick like a dragon or snakes. Then I would show that sucker off for all it’s worth!”

Everyone laughed at Alix’s statement before heading to their classroom.

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When Damian Wayne first didn't get his mark he thought maybe he didn't have one, and he was fine with that. Even pleased one could say. As it would be one less person to care about, to protect, or to be used as a weakness.

His family reassured him that his soulmate probably just hadn't turned sixteen yet. Truly that didn't, as the League had certain beliefs around the topic. All Damian saw was that it was the Universe giving him that one person that anyone could use against him.

Lo and behold they would be right; just a few months later would he wake to his shoulder blades burning as a mark finally made itself upon his body.

Damian looked at his back with the mirror in his bathroom. It was…magnificent. It was the only word that could come to mind that held everything he felt about it, the young Wayne couldn't help but look at it.

A circle between his shoulder blades with tree branches that went across his shoulder blades and stopped just as it went to wrap around, clearly cherry blossoms were the branches that came out, ladybugs in flight or resting in the branches. While it made no sense it was still a beautiful sight. In the circle was a robin, its back to the viewer and its head turned up so you could see its face, as best you could with how the view of the mark portrayed it.

Damian swallowed, his body showcasing the form of nervousness without his consent. He couldn't help it though, looking at made his chest tight and his fingers flinching, desperately wanting to touch the mark. His arm made its way up and his hand came down-

He clenched his jaw as he turned his hand into a fist and brought it away. He huffed leaving the bathroom, and his face became a scowl. As he got dressed two parts of him berated him. He took a moment to calm himself, it’s just a mark. But it wasn't like a regular tattoo, it couldn't come off.

It was one of the reasons you, internationally, couldn't get a tattoo until you were eighteen, because you were one: a minor. And second, you didn't get your mark until you were around the age of sixteen to nineteen. At least that was the average range of the current day, there were some larger age differences here and there, but it wasn't as common now. Guess the Universe seemed to catch on to how humans had been viewing age differences in recent times.

Damian didn’t understand why the Universe had decided that soulmates would be part of the staple of its rules. An absolute that had become the conclusion long ago that no matter what you were bound to meet your soulmate, in one life or another. At least that was according to magic users and what the League had from hunting down certain magic users.

So under no circumstances could his family find out about this mark. He may have come a long way from who he was when he was ten years old but even still he did not wish to entrust them with everything. While they were family, his most trusted, and partners, he couldn't stand them over insignificant things. This mark did follow under the file: “Keep Out Of Knowledge For Long As Possible.” or as he formally called it “My Business.”

It was his business, and as it was his business it meant his brothers would poke and pry their way into said business. Damian stifled a groan as he made his way down the hall. Damian could only hope his brothers would stick to their recent “level 1: giving space” tactic, but that would only last for so long. He might as well enjoy the peace that came with it.

“Damian we're going skating after school!” Grayson exclaimed upon the young Wayne entering the dining room.

As much peace that would come with the level 1 space.

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Being Tagged is always an option.

[astoryofsuchwoe]

A Midnight Conversation . . .

(what's better than a sibling conversation about ur past? there are brief mentions of cigarettes and alcohol! dividers by @/cafekitsune !)

(theo ; @tsukacchako and pale ; @sotogalmo :3)

"What the fuck is up with you?"

Well, that was definitely not a question Vic was expecting at midnight.

He looks up from the cigarette in his hand, swirling his wine glass in the other.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Seriously, Vic? Don't play dumb right now."

Trix is standing in the doorway of his room, both hands on her hips. A frown is placed across her lips, and Vic wishes he was in the state to relieve her of it.

"You've been off since this morning. I mean, you usually isolate yourself or whatever, but...You didn't even come for dinner."

Shit, was it that late? Today felt like a blur. Vic lets out a heavy sigh, taking yet another drag from his cigarette.

"I'll go eat then-"

"No. What you're gonna do is tell me what the fuck happened this morning."

This morning. Right. When he saw...

He shakes his head, moving to take a drink from his wine glass. Trix is quick to snatch it away from him, fixing him with a stern look.

"Vic, I swear to god, I'm going to force everyone to gang up on you if you don't tell me-"

"I ran into some AREPH members."

It was true, but Trix can obviously tell that there's something deeper he isn't telling her. She fixes him with a stern look, and he can't help but crumble.

"I...I knew them."

"You knew them? How?"

He's struggling to get his words out, and Trix stays quiet while he gets his thoughts together.

"From the...past."

Trix's frown softens, and she reaches out to wrap an arm around his shoulders. He tenses, but leans into his sister's side, even if it is uncomfortable with how much taller he is.

"Are they from the garden?"

Vic silently nods, and while he usually was quiet, he felt so...different to Trix. She tries to lighten the atmosphere the only way she knows how.

"I didn't realize you had friends."

Vic shoots her a weak glare at that, and Trix snickers. He looks hesitant to open up, so she tries to be less harsh.

"Were they your friends?"

He nods again, although he seems less sure this time.

"I...They were the only people I tolerated besides you. I...I knew them as good people. But, now they're..."

Trix can see the conflict in his eyes, and she gently rubs his shoulder.

"Hey, hey, them being...whatever they are now isn't your fault."

"It is, though."

Vic's voice drops, and Trix watches as he struggles with his emotions. It's the first time she's seen him this close to tears.

"I...One of them was yelling at me. Yelling about how I left, how I made him like that-"

"Okay, what kind of bullshit is that?"

Vic blinks, stunned to silence. Trix looks pissed, her eyes narrowing.

"If he's fucked up, he's fucked up. You leaving is not the only reason."

"I..."

"No, Vic. I am not going to sit here and let you blame yourself entirely for whatever bullshit a stupid AREPH member went through."

Vic stays silent, and Trix continues on.

"People who hunt other people already have zero faith in humanity. They...Whoever this asshole is, you're not responsible for every action he's taken against humans. He must have already not believed in humanity from the start."

There's a war behind Vic's eyes, and Trix decides to change her approach. She brings him into a hug, rubbing his back the same way he would when they were younger.

"Do you think leaving was the right decision?"

He hesitates, but eventually gives a small nod.

"...But wasn't it selfish?-"

"Selfish? Vic, out of everyone in the fucking universe, you're the one person who deserves to be selfish."

Vic stills at her words, and Trix pushes on.

"You- You give up so much of yourself, all the time. I'm sure that was even worse back in the garden. You leaving was the best thing for you, to hell with them, to hell with me."

Vic's frown deepens, and Trix is quick to reword.

"I mean- I know it was hard, leaving me behind. Leaving them behind. But you putting yourself first doesn't make you a bad person."

A silence falls over them, and Trix is the one to speak next.

"Did you love them?"

It makes Vic freeze.

Did he love them? He knew he loved Trix. He knew he loved the rebellion. He loved to go out and fight, to protect as he could.

He loved Theo and Pale too, in a way. They were his friends, his roommates, how could he not? They were the closest thing he had to a sense of normalcy in the Garden.

But...After seeing them again, seeing what they'd become, he wasn't sure if he truly knew just what they had felt for him. Trix always talked about how she felt about An, he's watched the couples in the resistance many times...Is it possible they felt that way for him?

What was he supposed to do with that? What could he do, with the knowledge that he was loved and he didn't even realize it? What could he do, when he's realized it too late?

He had sent himself into a spiral, but he found himself focusing back on Trix's question. Did he love them?

"...Not as much as I should."

[oldsoul007]

season 002

sorry if there’s any mistakes

I was waiting for my egos to be done so I could hurry to school when I remember about my paper that’s due on my room. I turn around and see eleven with a sheet over her head. “Oh my god! El you scared the shit out of me” I heard my dad chuckle poring his coffee. “Boo” “yeah very funny.” I say walking out the door.

I got out of my car and started walking up to school. I walked past Steve's car and saw him kissing Nancy I continued walking rolling my eyes. Then I heard a loud cars engine roll into the schools parking lot. I turned my head and saw a little red head girl get out of the car and ride away on her skateboard. Then I saw what I'm guessing is her brother wearing basically all denim with a perm/mullet. "Would you check out that ass though look at it go." I heard a girl say leaning on a car. I recognized him but decided to ignore it and go to first period.

Nancy, Jonathan, and I were walking out of second period. Tina handed me and Nancy a flyer saying.

TINA'S HALLOWEEN

BASH

Come

and get

sheet faced

Nancy grabbed two and handed one to Jonathan. "You're coming to this." She told him. ""Come and get sheet faced." No I'm not" he laughs. "We can't let you sit alone Halloween. It's just not acceptable." I say. "We'll you can relax I'm not going to be alone I'm going trick or treating with will." He tells us. "All night? No no way you're gonna be home by 8:00, listening to the Talking Heads and reading Vonnegut or something." Nancy said stopping at her locker. "Sounds like a nice night." He smiles. Before she could say anything Steve comes up behind her spinning her around with his stupid sun glasses on. Me and Jonathan continued walking not wanting to see them suck each other’s faces.

I was grabbing books out of my locker for my last period of the day when I felt someone wrap their arm around me. "Steve" I said thinking it was him. I turned my head to see the new kid. He smiles and leans against the locker next to me. I just looked at him confused. "Y/n, what don’t remember me?." He chuckles. Then it hit me. It was billy. (Ok y'all so you know that billy grew up in California so you live with hopper your dad obvi but when you were younger during the summer you would visit you mother in California where she lives so you made friends with billy so yeah just so yk their backstory so yk they're close) "Wait Billy?" I asked. He nodded smiling and wrapped his arms around me hugging me. "I can't believe you're here" I laughed. "I haven't seen you in years you look great" he smirks. "Oh shut up." I say hitting his arm. The bell rings and I tell him I'll catch up with him later. "No no I'll walk you to class so are you going to that Tinka chicks party tomorrow night?" He asks me. "It's Tina and yeah I think I'll go what about you?" He nods. "Yeah you really think I'm going to miss out on a party, well great, see you later sweetheart." I could just feel the jealous girls giving me dirty looks. I came out of my room that morning to see eleven with a sheet over her head arguing with my dad about something. "Hey kid you want some breakfast?" He asked me. "Um I'm fine oh and I'm going to my friends party tonight it will be small laid back so I'll probably be out late so I'm thinking im going to sleep over at Nancy's if that's ok?" I asked. "Yeah that's fine just please..be safe, I know you’re not dumb." "Always" I tell him and drive to school.

Halloween's my favorite holiday so today it consisted of looking at the clock. I mean that usually everyday but especially today. Finally school got out and I drove to Nancy's house to hangout and get ready before Tinas party. We heard Steve honk and made our way to the party. (Be whatever you want for Halloween lol)

I was leaned against the fridge watching my friends take shots. "Come on y/n take one!" My friend yelled over the loud music. I shake my head. "No no I'm fine." "Oh come on be a normal teen for one night." I roll my eyes and give in. "Ok ok finee." I sigh and take a shot. They all shout. I was trying to find the bathroom when I run into something or someone. “Oh shit sorry” I say. “Wait y/n?” “Oh Eddie hey I haven’t talked to you in forever how are you?” We talk for a bit and then I finally go to the restroom. A while later I was dancing with one of my friends with a red solo cup in my hand a bit drunk when I heard someone say my name.

I turn around and see Billy with a leather jacket on, shirtless underneath. (I'm sorry you have to do this it's all for the story.) He motions his head to the right. I get the memo and we walk over by a closet I'm guessing. "So how are you feelin, havin fun?" I nodded drinking from my cup. "That's good." "So what did you need?" I yell slightly tripping over my own feet. "Wow wow." He said grabbing my shoulder to steadying me. "Jesus how much did you have to drink Hopper?" He laughed." "Pfft mmm I dont know like eleventeen." I felt myself lean into him and before I knew it I started kissing him. I felt him put his hands on the sides of my face. I pulled him closer by his collar on his jacket. Then I felt someone grab my arm dragging me away. I noticed it was Steve. "Jesus Steve let me go." He stops by the front door and looks at me. "What the hell are you thinking Billy really!" He yells at me. "Why are you yelling at me wait why do you even care!?" "Whatever you're way too drunk let go." "I don't wanna go I want to stay!" I yell. He grabs my red cup and tosses to the ground then throws me over his shoulder. "Heyy I was drinking that." He puts me in the car and starts driving away. "My car!" "We'll get it tomorrow just put on your seatbelt please."His voice cracking.

We make it to his house and he helps me inside. He sets me on the counter and goes to the fridge handing me a water. "Drink this please." I take a drink of my water and look at him. "You're really pretty." I say pulling one of his stray hairs. He laughs looking down. Then his face goes serious. "What we're you thinking in there y/n?!" I just looked at his confused. "Why the hell were you kissing Billy?!" He asked running a hand through his hair. "Why the hell do you care Steve I can kiss whoever I want I'm not dating anyone!" "I know I know but Billy really! you wouldn't do that you know what guys like him want!" "Soo? you used to hook up with girls all the time before Nancy! Speaking of her where the hell is she?!" I asked.

He sighs looking down. I could tell something was wrong. "Steve?" He walks over to the couch sitting down. "What happen. "She said it was all bullshit everything basically that she never loved me. So I'm pretty sure we broke up." He says holding back tears. "We'll she was just drunk I don't think she actually meant it." "No she uh she definitely meant it drunk word are sober thoughts." He sighs. "Oh Steve I'm so sorry." I say hugging him. I felt him cry into my neck.

The next day he took me school we decided to pick up the car after school. It was steve and Billy's PE period so I decided I needed to talk to Billy about last night so I waited for him. I took him to the side of the bleachers. "We need to talk about last night Billy I'm sorry I-" "what no don't be sorry it was great." He smiled. "Billy...um." "you didn't mean it" "im so sorry I was drunk I didn't know what I was doing I really like you Billy but right know it just it's not a good time for me." I sigh. "It's fine I um I get it. I'll see you later y/n." Then He walks away.

The next day steve was finally going to take me to pick up my car. But first of course we have to stop by the wheelers. "Steve maybe...Never mind." I told him. He steps out of the car with flowers for Nancy in his hand. Before I new it Dustin was getting in the backseat. "Dustin wha-" "oh hi y/n uh I’ll tell you and Steve about it on the way."

What. Apparently dustin found this lizard. "Wait how big?" I asked. "First it was like this now he's like this." He says motioning with his fingers." "I swear, man, it's just some little lizard, okay?" "It's not a lizard." "How do you know?" "How do I know it's not a lizard!" "Yeah how do you know!" "Because his face open up and he ate my cat!" Steve nodded. I widened my eyes. We make it to his house and Steve takes out his bat. Dustin leads us to his storm seller. "I don't hear shit" "he's in there" Steve's bangs his bat on the door. "alright listen kid I swear to god if this is some Halloween prank, you're dead" Steve says pointing his flash light in dustin's face. "It's not will you get that outta my face. "Well you gotta key for this thing." "He must be further down there, I'll stay up here just in case he tries to escape." Steve looks at Dustin and sighs. "I'll go down with you." "Uh no you're staying up hear with scaredy cat." He says pointing to Dustin. "No I wanna go down." He shakes his head. "Knowing you you'll probably get hurt so no." I roll my eyes. "I already fought a big one." I tell him. "Ooo mommy and daddy are fighting." We both look at him. "Shut up" we say at the same time. We start to walk down there carefully. “I don’t know what I should be looking for?” “Maybe all that hair spray finally got to your brain.” I smirk. “Real funny” As we get down there, Steve turns on the lights seeing the slimy skin. "Ew" I then spot a hole in the wall. "Steve" I hit him in the arm and point to it. We then call Dustin down to look at it.

I head home and find the house a mess. “What the hell? Hello?” Where the hell are they. I picked up the side table that fell in front of my door and pushed it to the side. At least my room isn’t a mess.

The next day we meet up again and we're walking on the train tracks to the old junk yard.

We were walking, throwing meat on the ground to lead dart to us. "Alright so let me get this straight you kept a something that you knew was probably dangerous in order to impress a who... girl you just met?" "All right, that's grossly oversimplifying things." "I mean why would a girl like some nasty slug anyway?" Steve asks him. "I mean it's pretty cool" I say. "I'll keep that in mind." "See y/n agrees, An inter-dimensional slug. Because it's awesome!" "Well even if she thought it was cool which she didn't I just... I don't know, I just feel like you're trying way to hard." Steve questions. "It's not about the hair, man. The key to girls is just... just acting like you don't care." I laugh. "Even if you do?" "Yeah exactly. It drives them nuts." "Oh come on." I but in. Steve looks at me. "Ok ok fine I'll let you have your little manly talk. Don't listen to him." I whisper the last part to Dustin walking ahead of them.

3rd person POV because y/n can't hear got some bad hearing jk jk

"Then what?" Dustin asks. "Until you feel it." "Feel what?" "It's like before it's gonna storm, you know. You can't see it but you can feel it, like this, uh... electricity, you know?" Steve say giving Dustin very sucky advice. "Oh, like in the electromagnetic field when the clouds in the atmosphere—" "No, no, no, no, no, like a...like a sexual electricity." Y/n hears this part and laughs. "You feel that and then you make your move." "So that's when you kiss her?" Dustin asks. "No, whoa. Slow down, Romeo." "Sorry" "sure, some girls yeah they want you to be aggressive, you know strong, hot and heavy, like a lion. But others, you gotta be slow, you gotta be stealthy, like a...ninja." "What type is y/n?" "She different. Y/n's different from the other girls I guess I don't know." "Yeah I guess she seems pretty special." "Yeah she is." "But this girls special, too, you know. It's just, like, something about her." "Whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey." Steve stops him. "You're not falling in love with this girl are you?" "Uh,no. No." "Ok good, don't she's only gonna break you're heart and you're way to young for that shit."

Back to your POV

"Fabergé." "What?" "It's Fabergé Organics, use the shampoo and the conditioner, and when your hair's damp...it's not wet okay. When it's damp.. you do four puffs of the Farrah Fawcett spray." I laugh when he finish saying that. "Really?" "Farrah Fawcett spray?" Me and Dustin say making fun of him. "Yeah Farrah Fawcett. "You tell anyone I just told you that and your asses are grass. You're dead, understand." We nod.

We finally make it to the old junk yard. "Oh yeah this'll do." We all dumped are buckets of meat in the middle. "I said medium well!" We turn our heads and see Lucas and some red head chick. (Yk I'm also the red head chick 🧍‍♀️)

"Who's that" Steve asks. Dustin doesn't answer so I presume that's the girl. I hear Steve bang a chair agonist the car Dustin and Lucas were talking behind. "Hey! Dickheads! How come the only ones helping me is y/n and this random girl? We lose light in 40 minutes. Let's go. Let's go I said." "All right asshole!" "Okay stupid!"

We were waiting in the bus for something to happen. Steve was playing with his lighter, while I was playing with the pocket knife my dad gave me. "So you guys really fought one of these things before?" Max asks. We nod. "And you're, like, totally, 100% it wasn't a bear?" Before we could say anything Dustin said. "Shit. Don't be an idiot. Okay? It wasn't a bear. Why are you even here if you don't believe us? Just go home." "Geesh. Someone's cranky. Pass your bedtime?" She climbs up the later to Lucas. "Jesus Dustin don't be such an asshole" I tell him. "That's good. Just show her you don't care." Steve says. "I don't." Steve then winks. "Why are you winking Steve?" "Stop." I smack Steve in the arm. " What!?" "Don't encourage this Steve." We suddenly hear a distant growl and stand up to look if it's dart. "What going on!" I yell at Lucas. "Hold on. I've got eyes ten o'clock!" We spot him in the fog. "What's he doing?" "I don't know" "he's not taking the bait why is he not taking the bait?" I ask. "Maybe he's not hungry." Dustin shrugs. "Maybe he's sick of cow." Steve stands up and grabs his bat. "Steve what are you doing." "Steve?" He turns to us. "Just get ready." He says throwing the lighter to dustin. Then he slowly steps out of he bus.

He starts whistling. "Come on, buddy." Max comes down and asks what's he doing? "Expanding the menu." "He's insane." She says. "He's awesome." "He's hot." I say under my breath. The kids look at me with disgusted faces. I just shrug. "Steve watch out!" I hear Lucas yell from up-top. Confused I look around and see a lot more around him. "Shit I'm going out there." I tell them grabbing my axe. "A little busy here. I run up to him my back against his. "What are you doing out here." "What do you really think I'm going to let you die." "Guys abort abort!" We hear Dustin yell. "The dog lizards starts running at us. Steve hops over a car dodging the dog. I hit one with my axe and we start to run back to the bus. We jump in and I fall on top of him us face to face. "Sorry!" I twist around and we try to block the dogs from getting in here. One of them breaks through the door and I move out of the way so he can hit him with his bat. Everybody starts panicking. Max screams and Steve moves her out of the way. The lizarddog screams at him but then runs away. "Steve scared em away." "No no way they're going somewhere."

We were walking back to Steve's car. Lucas and Dustin started arguing about the lizard. When Steve walked toward the woods toward the creepy sounds. "Hey guys! Guys!" He yelled and started walking with them toward it. We walked the edge of a hill. "It's the lab..they were going back home." We all walk outta the woods by the lab seeing Jonathan and Nancy. "Steve, y/n?" They ask in unison. "Nancy?" "Jonathan?" "What are you guys doing here?" "What are you doing here?" "We're looking for Mike and will." "They're not in there are they?" "We're not sure...why?" Then we hear the monster start to screech. "Well that's not scary." I say. Jonathan tries to open the gate to the lab. "Let me try. Let my try JoNaThOn." Dustin complains. He keeps pushing the button until the gate actual opens. "Hey I got it" he laughs. Jonathan and Nancy go to check it out while we stay outside. Then my dads car stops right by us. "Let's go!" We all got in the car and made our way to Joyce's house.

Time skip

Steve and some of the kids wait inside till everybody is done talking to will. Will was apparently signaling us through morse code. "Ok I got it C!" They told me and I wrote it down. It spelled out CLOSE GATE. Then the phone starts to ring. Nancy gets up and threw the phone. "Do you think he heard that?" Max asked. "It's just a phone. It could be anywhere. Right?" Steve asks. Everybody runs back inside and saying the demo dogs were coming. I grabbed my axe and stood beside Steve. We heard some noises then one of the demo dogs got thrown in here and smacked against the wall. I checked if it was still alive. "It's dead." I said. We then turned our heads hearing the locks on the door unlocking.

Then the door was slammed open and el walked in. I sighed in relief. Mike walked up to her and hugged her. I walked up behind mike and he moved so El could hug me. I back up from her and see she has eyeliner on. "Nice eyeliner." I smile. She then goes up to Dustin and Lucas and hug them. I go back to Steve and he asks. "Who the hell is she?" "Oh you don't know she came from the lab she has powers so yeah oh and her names eleven but we call her El and she has been living with me and my dad for the past year." He just nodded seeming confused.

I was saying goodbye to my dad and El. "Be safe please." "Always" I tell him pulling out of the hug. I then walk up to El. "Don't hurt yourself okay and I love you." I tell her. "I love you too." I let her and mike talk so I walk back inside with the others.

Dustin made Steve stuff the dead demo dogs in the fridge. "Is this really necessary?" "Yes,it is, okay? This is a ground-breaking scientific discovery! We can't just bury it like some common mammal, okay? It's not a dog." "All right, all right. But you're explaining this to Mrs Byers." Then he tries to shove it in there.

We over hear mike talking about helping eleven with closing the gate. "Listen,dude, a coach calls a play in a game. Bottom line l, you execute it. All right?" Steve tells mike. "Ok first of all this isn't some stupid sports game. And second we're not even in the game. We're on the bench." "Right so my point is....right yeah we're on the bench, so uh, there's nothing we can do." "That's not entirely true." I tell him."I mean these Demo-dogs they have a hive mind when they ran away from the bus they were called away." "Why are on their side." Steve asks. "So if we get their attention..." "we can draw them from the lab" "clear a path to the gate." Mike finishes. "Yeah and then we all die!" Steve yells. "That's one point of view." "No that's not one point of view man, that's a fact." Mike was leading us around the map the will made in the Byers home. "Maybe we can set the hive on fire." "Yeah that's a no." Steve tells them. Steve was yelling at the kids saying no to this whole great idea. We hear a car engine outside and we go to the window to see who it is. "It's my brother, he can't know I'm

Here he'll kill me. He'll kill us." Max says.

Steve goes outside and waits for Billy to pull in. "Am I dreaming or is that you, Harrington?" "Yeah it's me. Don't cream your pants." "What are you doing here, amigo?" "I could ask you the same thing. Amigo" "looking for my stepsister. A little bird told me she was here." "Huh that's weird. I don't know her." "Small? Redhead? Bit of a bitch." "Doesn't ring a bell sorry buddy" "you know, I don't know, this whole situation Harrington I don't know, it's giving me the heebie-jeebies." "Yeah why's that" "my 13 year old sister goes missing all day. And then I find her with you in a strangers house. And you lie to me bout it." Steve laughs. "Were you dropped to much as a children or what. I don't know what you don't understand about what I just said. She's not here." "Then who's that?" Steve turns his head to see the kids in the window. "Oh shit listen—"

I see Billy punch Steve to the ground. "I told you to plant your feet." He says and kicks Steve in the gut. "Shit guys get behind me." I tell them. Billy slams the door open and laughs when he sees me. "Y/n's here too, great to see you." "Billy just go home." "I came for my sister so please move out of the way." I step in-front of him and shake my head. "I really don't want to hurt you y/n." I didn't know what to do so I punched him in the face. "Go home." "Wow you gotta punch!" He laughs. "But don't ever do that again. He pushes me to the ground and grabs Lucas. Lucas kicks him in the nuts and Billy grunts. "You're so dead Sinclair! You are so dead!" He yells. "No you are!" And Steve throws a punch. Billy just laughs. "Looks like you got some fire in you after all huh?! I've been waiting to meet this king Steve. Everybody's been telling me so much about!" "Get out." Steve pushes his finger against Billy's chest. Billy trys to punch him but Steve dodges it. Then Billy smashed a plate Steve's head.

Billy keeps punching Steve. "Stop!" "Billy" "you're goin kill him." "Stopp!" Max then sticks a syringe in Billy's neck. "The hell is this?" He falls to the ground and max grabs Steve's bat.

"From here on out, you leave me and my friends alone. Do you understand?" "Screw you" she hits the bat right in between his legs. "I said do you understand! Say it! Say it!" "I understand." She grabs his keys from his pocket. "Let's get outta here." They help Steve up and start to leave. We started to drive to the hive. I was sitting in the back with Steve, mike, and Dustin. "I heard Steve mumble. "Y/n?" he was looking at Dustin. "Hey I'm right here." Then he noticed who was driving. "Oh my god!" "I told you he freak out!" "Stop the car!" "Everybody shut up! I'm trying to focus!" "Turn left!" She took a sharp turn and everybody screamed. We got there and geared up then hopping down the hive. "I'm pretty sure it's this way." Mike say looking at the map. "You're pretty sure. Or you're positive?" "I'm 100% sure just follow me and you'll know!" "Hey hey hey I dont think so I'm leading the way." Then we started walking to the center. We heard Dustin start to scream and we ran back to him. "It got in my mouth shittt!" He starting coughing. "I'm ok." "Very funny." We found the center and starting pouring the gasoline. We lite it and ran to the exit. "Helppp helppp!" We heard mike yell from behind. His leg was stuck to something. Steve hit it with his bat and it let mike go. "We gotta go!" I yell but then we hear a growl from behind us. "Dart." Dustin starting walking forward and we all yelled at him to stop. "It's finee!" He keeps talking to the thing and gives him nougat. It was distracted so we all walked around him. Me and Steve were pushing everybody up and just finished pushing dustin up.

We heard growls so we turned to see the shadows of those things running toward us. Steve held his bat up ready to hit them. "Guys come one!" The kids yelled. The demo dogs starting running at us but kept running around us. I was about to fall but Steve grabbed my waist holding me close to him.

Later that night we got Steves car and he drove me to his house. We got in and I told him to sit down so I could clean up his face better. I got a wet towel and some rubbing alcohol. Before I put the wash cloth on his face he took my hands. "What happen to your hands." "Oh I punched Billy there fine really i mean look at your face...sorry" he nods. "It might be easier if I just." I hopped on the counter and he put his hands on both sides off me. I cleaned off the dried blood with a wet wash cloth. I grabbed the rubbing alcohol to clean them. "This is going to hurt obviously so I'm sorry In advanced but it's so they won't get infected." "Okay" he sighs. I dabbed some on one of his face wounds and he winced clenches his teeth together. I dabbed another one that I could tell hurt so he grabbed my leg squeezing it. "Ok finish." "Oh that wasn't that bad." He said trying to play it off. I just laugh at him. I jump of the counter but he doesn't back up. He does that stupid look. "Stop" "what? "Wipe that stupid look of your face." I nudge him. His eyes look down at my lips. He leans in and slowly puts his lips on mine. He grabs my face pulling me into him. I put my hands around his neck playing with his hair. I pull away and ask. "Why now? I have one question why did you start ignoring me in high school" "Well y/n I don't know I guess I just realized I really liked you and I didn't want to up be with you and then something goes wrong and I get to never talk to you again." "Yeah but you didn't talk to me anyway." "True I just didn't want to hurt you and also I was just a douchebag you know...I guess when I started dating Nancy I was sort of scared because I knew I still had feeling for you and I didn't want you to get in the way of me and her. I'm sorry" I just nod my head.

Months later it was dustins snowball and me and Steve were taking him to it. "All right, buddy. Here we are. So remember once you get in there..." "pretend like you don't care." "You don't care" "I don't care" "there you go you're learning me friend." Dustin pulled down the mirror. "Hey come on you look great okay? You're goin go in there and look like a million bucks." "Like a lion." Then he purred? "Yeah don't do that" Dustin leaves the car so I climb in the front. "You know you can use the door it's easier." "Ehh I think my way is pretty efficient" he smiles shaking his head. He leans in and kisses me putting his hand on the side of my neck. (Cringe coming up) he pulls me closer deepening the kiss. "So this is the sexual electricity you were talking about." I feel him smile into the kiss. "Oh ew shut up" we hear a knock on the window and I see my dad with a flashlight. "Oh my god" I laugh putting my hands over my face. Steve rolls down the window and smiles. "Hi hopper." "Hey Steve you're blocking the entrance." "Oh I'm sorry we'll move." "Okay...oh and uh Steve." "Mhm" "nice lipstick." My dad chuckles walking away. He turns my head to me with his lips in a thin line.

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Daughter of Olympus (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: I'm obsessed with Leara's flirty banter, it's the best -Danny Words: 2,537 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter / Next Chapter Listen to: 'Everything Has Changed' -by Taylor Swift ft. Ed Sheeran

XXXVI: Kinda Want to Kiss Him, Kinda Want to Push Him Into Traffic

Leo's team lost, so he isn't in the ideal mood to have a serious talk, but Ara goes through with it anyway. While everyone's distracted singing and eating s'mores, she starts the awkward conversation.

"I wasn't hiding things intentionally," she speaks in a whisper, even though the kids around them are loud.

"So why does it feel like you are?" Leo's got a frown on his face that she hates to see.

She clasps her hands together and places them against her lips. "So, basically, I'm dumb."

"You could at least try a compelling excuse."

"I thought you wouldn't care!"

"I don't want you to go," he stares at the campfire, shoulders falling a little, "I know your parents asked you to—"

"They're not forcing me. I mean, they decided without telling me first, but if I were to push back, they wouldn't stop me."

"So you're saying... you want to leave?" Leo looks at her. "Is it your prophecy?"

Ara thinks of the vision she saw of Janus, and a chill runs down her spine. The place is not that dark, but they're still close enough to get away with a few things. Ara reaches for Leo's hand and holds it firmly.

"Rachel has recited it twice by now, it's getting serious..." Ara makes a face. "That's not what I wanted to talk about, though."

"Alright... so what is it?"

"Last year, Percy was hiding from more than just a prophecy, and I understand him better now," she sighs. "I watched him tiptoe over his feelings for years until he couldn't anymore, and it only made things harder. We're alike that way."

Leo stares at her with a frown. "Your mother is the goddess of love, Ara."

"And that's all the more reason to be afraid of her!" She exclaims. "And don't even get me started on Eros! There is a reason why my siblings play matchmaker with others and not themselves—"

"But aren't you supposed to... well, love it?"

"It doesn't mean I understand it. My sister Silena advocated for romantic love, defended it, and made use of it. Others, like Piper and I, focus on prosaic beauty and platonic love. Kids like Drew focus on the physicality and idolization of it. Love has many faces, and I never look where to look."

Ara focuses on the kids around the campfire, it's during this time that she gets to see everyone's soul light. She knows what they love, and to have that leverage over so many people can be overwhelming.

"I can't tell if I'm leaving because it's going to make me a better leader, or if I'm going away because I don't want to like you more than I already do."

Leo doesn't want to laugh, but it comes out involuntarily. "You're afraid of liking me too much?"

He's talking in a normal voice now, so she speaks in an even quieter whisper. "You're the first boy that likes me back—"

"Shut up."

Ara looks around in alarm. "Why?"

"No, I mean, that can't be right," Leo scowls. "That can't be true."

"I told you—"

"I remember what you said, but you also mentioned having a first date—"

"Yeah, and you know how that went! Even my first kiss was a fiasco..."

"Please, tell me you're not talking about me," he pouts.

"What? No, it was with a friend—"

"You kissed Lily?" Leo raises his voice.

"No!" Ara pinches his arm. "Be quiet!" 

"Nico?"

The girl turns around again, thinking Leo's spotted the younger demigod. "What? Where?"

"No, doofus!" He snorts. "You kissed Nico?"

Ara feels weirdly insulted. "Ew! No! He's like the annoying little cousin I acquired when I got adopted."

"He overexcites you a little too much for me to believe that."

Ara pinches the bridge of her nose. "Alright, let's circle back, okay? I want to make good use of this week, so I don't feel like I'm dipping out."

Leo keeps on teasing her. "Dunno, I kinda want you to feel bad about it..."

"That's not funny."

"It's kinda funny."

"Leo!"

"Arae."

When he says, her name sounds like a prayer instead of a curse. She tries hard to conceal just how much it delights her.

"What's your full name?" Ara crosses her arms. "I need to sound stern and Leo isn't gonna cut it."

"Great question! Unfortunately, I refuse to answer."

"Leoooo," she complains, making use of her puppy eyes.

"Stop that before I kiss you in front of everyone," he whispers a warning, his thumb stroking the back of her hand. "You'll leave once the week ends?"

Ara glances down at his hand, they're both glowing. "Yeah."

"I want us to be official by the time you leave."

"What!"

Leo hushes her, though he's smiling. "Jackson, be quiet!"

"Leo, I'm a veteran in this camp," she expresses anxiously. "When my friends got crushes, I was front and center making their lives hell, I loved teasing them—"

He laughs. "Oh, so Karma's gonna getcha real nice, huh?"

"I don't wanna be thrown into the lake," she groans, moving her hand away.

"Come again?" Leo tilts his head in amusement, his body tilting forward when she moves.

"When campers start dating, we throw them in the lake."

"Oh, like when Piper and Jason got together? That was fun," he smirks. "I'm game!"

"Sorry, I forgot you're insane," she frowns. "It's the middle of winter!"

"I'm always warm," he shrugs with a shit-eating grin.

"Let's see if you can handle me for a week first," Ara concludes, knowing she can't win the argument.

"I'll be fine," the boy replies confidently. "I'm the best thing that's happened to you since Reese's created its own cereal, right?"

Ara tries not to laugh. "That's not how I said it."

"I took creative liberty."

The girl shakes her head. "I'm going to bed..."

"That an invitation?"

"Leo!"

Ara wakes up right on time the following day. At first, she can't remember why she's so giddy, she didn't have any dreams, then she remembers Leo and has to take a moment to roll onto her stomach, kick her feet in the air, and giggle.

Once she calms down, Ara gets up and gets dressed. Lily shows up and Ara takes the clipboard off her hands, reading through it and adjusting the to-do list so she ends up going to the bunker right before her free hour.

"I've been thinking about what you said yesterday," Lily says as they walk through camp. "I think we can use your free hour to play video games."

"That's a great idea!" She replies. "Can we invite others?"

Lily pauses. "Who?"

"The Stolls, Jason, Leo, and Piper," Ara grins. "You know, so they feel welcomed! Jason needs to grow attached to us..."

"Uh-uh, one would think dating Piper, a Greek demigod, would be enough," Lily raises a brow. "Are you sure this isn't about your poster boy?"

"Whaaat?" Ara snorts. "No!"

"You gave away all the tasks he offered you, so now you have no excuses to spend time with him."

"What are you talking about? My to-do list says that I'll be going to the bunker today!"

"No, that's my to-do list, yours is only the first four."

Ara frowns, going over the list a second time. "That's confusing."

"You never read the list," her friend chortles. "You try to memorize it, then you spend the rest of the day asking me what's next."

"Well, I get things done, don't I?"

Lily snorts and rolls her eyes. "Anyway, I'll pretend I believe you. But I don't think Leo can sit still for more than five minutes, he's like a bouncy ball. Good luck keeping him inside a tiny room."

"He's alright," Ara tries to act like Leo's name doesn't make her want to smile like an idiot. "Hey, do you know his whole name?"

Lily wrinkles her nose. "I heard it was Leonardo, but he may be lying, you never know with him."

"Huh," Ara doesn't know why, but it doesn't sound right to her either.

"Why?"

"He didn't want to tell me."

"Why do you always fall for the guys with weird natures?"

"I don't know, Lily, why do you like stabbing people?" Ara taunts her. "We don't choose our favorite things, they just show up one day and it's like 'Okay, I'll obsess over you now!'"

"So you're obsessed with Leo?" Lily teases her.

"Next time we train together, remind me to kick your ass."

Ara visits the bunker and she brings Connor along as a distraction, they're both carrying large tote bags full of snacks.

"Hi, everyone! We brought lunch!" She announces to the crowd.

They're immediately surrounded by a flock of demigods. Lily's the last one to approach, and Ara's unable to hide her curiosity. "Where's Leo?"

Lily sips on her Capri-Sun. "Why do you need him?"

"Are you his new assistant or something?" She raises a brow. "I just wanna know."

The girl grabs another juice and then vaguely points to the ship. "He's in there. I'll take you."

"No, thanks. I got it."

"If it's about the ship's design, I should join—"

"It's not a—Why am I explaining myself? I'm the General!" Ara loses her temper. "You're dismissed, Saggio."

The girl laughs. "Non distrarre a lungo il nostro ingegnere, Generale, o ti costruirà una nave difettosa," Lily taunts her.

"Hey that's not fair, I still don't know Italian well!" Connor pouts.

Lily guides him to her workbench. "Don't worry about it, come help me design Ara's room."

"Don't put anything weird in it!" The girl warns them.

Lily gives her a thumbs-up without looking back. Ara wants to stay and make sure, but she brought Connor with her for a reason. She loves Lily, but the girl is a nosy little jerk. Ara is too, of course, that's why they're best friends.

Ara walks into the empty ship and gets a little overwhelmed. The thing is huge and she doesn't want to get lost in it, but luckily for her, on the first left turn, she finds Leo crouching near a wall and muttering to himself as he measures something.

Ara sneaks up on him. "Hey!"

Leo jumps out of his skin, dropping the measuring tape. His curls burst into flames. "What the heck is wrong with you?!"

Ara laughs, helping him up. "Many things, but I just like how you burst into flames when I startle you. Like an octopus squirting ink."

Leo picks up his measuring tape. "You're a terrible person."

"I am," she rummages through her almost empty bag. "And you like me anyway."

"Just because I begged you for a date, kissed you, and said I'm crushing on you big time, doesn't mean I like being bullied. I accept your bullying 'cause you're stronger than me and I can't fight you," he quips.

Ara hands him an apple and a water bottle. "Talking about that... you should train."

"I'm good," he replies, taking a huge bite out of his fruit. He swallows it before speaking again. "Busy building the greatest warship in history."

"We won't always be there to protect you," she crosses her arms. "I would sleep better if you knew how to use a sword..."

"I know how to use a sword! You poke the soft spots! It ain't that hard, doll," Leo taunts her, continuing with his work. "Besides, I was chosen 'cause I'm an inventor. Can't do that if I lose a limb."

"We can reattach limbs. Paolo has gotten his arm reattached a few times already."

Leo looks at her. "Please, tell me the second time was because they put it backward on their first try."

Ara steps forward and holds his face. "Are you not interested because you don't like training, or is it something else?"

The boy struggles to maintain eye contact. "I don't have what it takes to be a good swordsman or an archer—I'd probably stab my foot..."

"Guns exist?" She suggests, half-joking.

"I know I'm from Houston, but I'm not that kind of Texan," Ara tries not to laugh, but Leo notices her expression and keeps going. "I would shoot myself in the butt. Probably make my visits to the bathroom way shorter, everything would come right out—"

She bursts out laughing, letting go of his face. "I'm being serious!"

"And I don't want that," Leo reaches up to cup her face. "I'm pretty sure I could make a weapon on the go if I'm ever in real danger."

"At least train to be in good shape," she insists. "You can climb the lava wall with me, and learn close combat?"

"Exactly how close the combat is?" He smirks.

She pushes him away giggling. "Anyway, I came here for a reason, not just to scare you."

"That's good to hear," Leo takes another bite of his apple. "What is it?"

"Lily fixed my schedule, so I have an empty hour every day. I told her we should invite our friends—"

"Am I your friend in this situation?"

"For now, yes. It'd be a good excuse to spend time together and hang out."

"In a secluded space, where no one is looking," he steps closer to her. "Just like the one we're in right now."

Ara blushes. "I mean... the rec room isn't this big..."

Leo takes another bite of his apple and watches her with a strange look in his eyes. "We could get away with some fun stuff anyhow..." 

His skin is glowing again, just like hers. His words are making it impossible to think straight.

"That's a yes?"

"Yeah. I'm counting it as a date."

Ara looks away, the room feels a thousand times hotter now. "I—uh... that's all. I gotta... visit Pollo."

In the little time it takes her to finish the sentence, Leo pushes a strand of hair behind her ear and then holds the side of her face.

"Don't," she says. "There are people around..."

"Be honest," he inches closer. "You're worried they'll judge you for dating me? I mean, I know I'm no jock, but..." Leo is joking, but when Ara doesn't deny it, his smile falters. "Doll, that was the worst moment to stay quiet—"

She pulls him in, kissing him firmly. Leo doesn't burst into flames this time, instead, he wraps his arms around her. He tastes like apples.

"M'not ashamed," she mumbles once the kiss ends. "I'm flustered."

"Got it," he grins, leaning his forehead against hers.

"I—uh, I do have things to do though," she chuckles. "So I should..."

"Yeah," he doesn't budge. "Of course..."

"I can't leave if you don't let me," she grins, trying to move him. 

"Just one more kiss— Just..." Leo pecks her lips. "One..." He kisses her again. "More..." He tightens his grip around her, kissing her longer than before. "Kiss."

Ara's melting in his arms, and she's not even self-conscious about it at this point. Leo holds her face and pecks her lips one more time before stepping back. His smile broadens. "There. One and done."

She's looking at him in such a way that it makes his chest hurt. Leo hears someone approaching, and he doesn't care if others find out, but Ara does. He clears his throat, struggling to remember what he was doing before the girl walked in.

"Thank you for the food. I... I'll see you later."

Ara nods, still watching him with those warm eyes and flushed cheeks. He feels like he'll involuntarily combust if he continues to look at her, so he turns around and forces himself to continue working.

Once she's out of the room, Leo stops and leans one hand on the wall while the other holds his chest and clutches onto the fabric of his shirt, as if trying to push his heart back into place. He feels dizzy in the best way possible. 

Leo can't believe this is happening to him, but he's definitely not complaining. He vows to do everything in his power to keep Ara by his side for as long as the sun shines above their heads.

Next Chapter ->

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[relatableblorbopoll]

Round 1 of preliminaries, group 3

The first two places get a place on the bracket

Little reminder: there will be 2 more rounds of preliminaries, the losing blorbos of this poll still have 2 chances of getting in the official bracket

Propaganda under the cut

Conner Bailey (The Land of Stories)

"He falls asleep in class and never hands in his work and gets bad grades but has lots of friends and a big imagination. Likes to write fantasy and science fiction (and maybe other genres as well), and bases a lot of his stories on his own adventures with his sister."

Lucy Honeychurch (A Room With A View)

"trapped in a relationship they feel obligated to maintain ? meanwhile meeting this weirdo who makes question marks out of his dinner and stuff? yeah this was so me and one point and literally helped me break up with my shitty ex. i love lucy honeychurch so much, she just wants to play dumb games with her brother and not be suffocated and live"

Greg Heffley (Diary of a Wimpy Kid)

"Let's be honest, most of us in middle school were a whiny self-centric bitches, and he's a prefect example of this. He will make snarky comments and wonder why a small child cired becuase of them, find his older brother annoying, be disgusted by his younger sib, make mean jokes towards his closest friend and just KNOW that one day he'll be rich and do nothing"

Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb)

"She's a cocky butch lesbian who can't pull, and I would bet real money she's adhd. Incredibly unreliable narrator, partially because she tunes out of anything uninteresting to her (like the plot), partially because she's not on speaking terms with her own feelings. Deep down she's angry, and lonely, and convinced she's not good enough, and she's terrified to look it all in the eye. She'll keep all her feelings right here and then someday she'll die joking about it."

Akaashi Keiji (Haikyuu!!)

"Outwardly chill 99% of the time but a serial overthinker. Once screamed into his hands when stressed and acted like nothing was wrong right after (see: Image link)."

Burgerpants (Undertale)

"My propaganda is his game dialogue: - "(WHY IS THIS PERSON TRYING TO SELL ME SOMETHING THIS IS A HAMBURGER RESTAURANT I'M JUST TRYING TO SURVIVE)" - "What? Why do you keep trying to talk to me? I'll get in trouble if I get chummy with the customers. Sorry. ... SO, I wanted to be an ACTOR-." - "You've still got time. Don't live like me. I'm 19 years old and I've already wasted my entire life." - "Listen. I like you, little buddy. So I'm gonna save you a lot of trouble. Never interact with attractive people." - "Future? WHAT future? Nothing down here EVER changes. I'll probably be trapped at this stupid job forever. - "Ah... my boss. I love that guy. And by that I mean I hate him so, so much." - "Here's a trick, little buddy: Lie to yourself all the time. It makes you feel better." - "Even if it was just working this awful job... I think I did something! I don't know if it's true, but I'll believe it anyway!" - "Huh? Everyone else is DEAD? ... Does that mean I don't have to work today? God. That it were true, little weirdo. That it were true." - "I can't go to hell. I'm all out of vacation days." "

[phoenix-creates]

Wow! YandereDev's Apology Sucked!

This is a rant post more than anything, so if drama isn't your thing, you are well within your right to click away from this post. If you do want to read through this, it continues down below. Apologies if this isn't the most cohesive or concise post, but I have too many thoughts that I need to share and I obviously can't share them on his dumb YT video because Alex heavily moderates all his comments and only leaves up the ones that stroke his ego. So let's get into it. CW/TW for mentions of grooming

For those unaware of the situation, back in September of 2023, talk of Alex Mahan/YandereDev surfaced, accusing him of inappropriate communication with a minor (video can be found here). What followed was months of voice actors and volunteers dropping from the game and asking that their contributions be removed, other evidence coming to light, and Alex attempting to do "damage control" both in his discord server and through his blog posts (as far as I know, Alex's Twitch and Discord had both been permanently banned and he's talked about having a backup Discord account and a Guilded account)

Finally, on January 1st of 2024, he released his "apology" video, explaining and "debunking" all the controversy surrounding these grooming allegations. Ironically enough, the video has been made private now (Alex claims he put someone at risk by releasing the video), though there are a couple of reuploads floating around YouTube, plus a healthy amount of criticism videos of said apology, which are worth checking out as those people can provide much more context and give better opinions than my ranting.

To sum it up, Alex's video was around fifteen minutes of pure bullshit.

Not just bullshit, but gaslighting bullshit as well. The TL;DR of the video is that, Alex acknowledges that yes the victim said right off the bat that they were 16 and although Alex felt uncomfortable when his conversations with the victim turned "spicy", he still continued to chat with them and pushed past his discomfort because he was lonely, he didn't have much of a social life, and his mental health wasn't great. He also mentions that when he saw the victim as "one of the guys" and genuinely didn't see anything wrong with the interactions he was having with them as he had friends who had been older than him when he was younger and he assumed that was how it was for everyone. Ultimately, it was more on the victim for continuously bringing up NSFW topics, not on Alex for responding to them.

You read that right.

Alex essentially blames the victim and says that the video I linked above was taken out of context and the clips were cut together in a way that made everything seem worse than it actually was. He also says that the victim themselves has also made a statement regarding the situation (however take this with a grain of salt as even though Alex admits the victim did come to him for "feedback"; I am hesitant to believe that as Alex and one of his Discord Mods were in contact with the victim even though Alex previously said they weren't communicating with them) which also corroborates his account of events.

There is so much more to be said but I do want to get into the core of why I'm making this post.

Alex is an adult. A grown man. IN HIS 30s (or 40s I don't remember). If you are uncomfortable with a topic, especially NSFW topics coming from a MINOR, you shut that shit down. No amount of mental health excuses will cut it. You do not, under any circumstance, engage in sexually explicit conversations with a minor.

(Also, quick tangent, if I were Alex and I knew my reputation as a person and as a developer was already being torn to shreds by people and I was already involved in a controversy previously regarding a minor, I would not privately engage in sexual conversation with another minor. No amount of loneliness would ever make that okay.)

You'd think that Alex would finally be suffering the consequences of his actions, but it is entirely a mixed bag. For as many people who are condemning him for his actions, there are other people who are praising him for his "apology" and also engaging in victim blaming. Yes, many of his accounts are getting banned, his patreon earnings seem to be on a downward trend, and his volunteers are leaving. But in their place are many more (I've been informed that Info-Chan and Shiromi have new voice actresses already) ready to help him. If you see the notes on his YT community post and his personal blog post, he still has fans and supporters.

He is still receiving support. And in my opinion, it is because we are not taking this as seriously as we should be.

Whenever news about Alex comes out, we are quick to make jokes and meme on him. We very easily make light of the situation or file it under "who was really surprised that Yandere Dev did this?" and we move on with our lives. By not acknowledging the very serious accusations of this man, he is effectively absolved from any consequences of his actions because he had so many people jumping to defend him. He got away with his bullshit Hate and Shame video, as well as his Debunk page, because he has people coming to defend him and we joke about it instead of taking action on it. And yes, this is still an on-going problem. Just check the blog post of his stupid fucking apology. The comments are FILLED with people blaming the victim. There are even people claiming that Alex could have autism/adhd/etc. and that is why he couldn't understand right from wrong.

(Sidenote, using autism as an excuse when someone does horrendous shit is horrible. We aren't here to self-diagnose because when we excuse bad behavior as simply "autism", it creates a stereotype for actual autistic people and makes it harder for them to be heard and understood because we keep conflating autism with certain behavior. STOP doing this. It doesn't help anyone.)

I do not believe that Alex will change. He might continue to get worse because we have allowed him to get by with vague excuses and promises while he "debunks" everything that makes him look bad. He has spent years claiming anyone with negative things to say about him and his game are ignorant trolls who don't understand game development or coding like he does and that people just spread rumors about him. He keeps delaying the game with more excuses. It has and always will be excuses with him. It has been ten years of excuses for a shoddily put together game.

Put that into perspective. It is 2024. In April, that will make it TEN YEARS of development that this game has gone through.

Alex has spent ten years developing this game, milking money from people, and giving us nothing in return. He has a consistent pattern of horrible behavior towards mods, fans, and volunteers. He has rejected help from competent developers to fix his spaghetti jumbling mess of a code. He has nothing to show for ten years. The game is not fun. We have ONE rival who is a challenge to eliminate (there is no reason the very first challenge in the game makes you work so hard during the first week), we have a "ten rivals mode" that is even worse and a slog to get through. We constantly get new hair and texture models for miscellaneous things instead of actual content. Alex swears he spends hours every day on this game and we are no closer to getting a better experience with the game then we were a few years ago. It might even be 2030 before we even get the fully completed game.

I don't think he deserves sympathy. I don't think people should be praising him for the bare minimum. I've long since stopped caring about the game coming out; I'll likely have my own kids by the time the game is finished with the rate it's going. I just hope that the victim will get all the help and support they need and Alex stays away from them.

Thanks for following the development of YS or what the fuck ever.