#acting like it’s the end of the world… dumbass. just wait.

[acidbathcat]

i should ramble in my notes app more often it is so so funny to go back to 5 years later girl what are you TALKING ABOUT

[holylulusworld]

Kidnapping Miss America

Summary: It was an easy job. They had it planned well. They weren’t prepared for you.

Pairing: Criminal!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader x Criminal!Jake Jensen

Warnings: bitchy reader, arguments, banter, biting (not the sexy kind), violence against kidnappers, mistaken identity, fighting for dominance, dumbass kidnappers (kinda), grumpy Bucky, tension

A/N: Here's the dream pairing we have been waiting for...😂

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“Fuck, she’s heavier than she looks,” the guy carrying you inside the hideout pants. He complains loudly as you hang over his shoulder. “I thought she was a model or something.”

“Hey, asshat! Say that again and I’ll scratch your eyes out! Never call me heavy again!” You wiggle in his tight hold. “I will kill the both of you and rip your balls off if I see one hair of your dick!”

The other guy chuckles at your antics. “Yeah, never call her heavy again. That’s not nice. And I won’t show you my dick. I don’t get hard for bitchy bitches.”

“Who asked you?” You growl and blindly grasp for your second kidnapper. “How about brightening your horizon and learning some new words? Bitchy bitches my ass.”

“She has claws and teeth,” kidnapper number one drops you to the ground, making you cry out as you land hard on your ass.

“You fucker!” You jump up faster than the guy can blink. They believed you were a damsel in distress and didn’t restrain your ankles or wrists. Now they regret their lapsus because you jump at the guy dropping you to the floor. “I’ll kill you.”

“What the fuck!” The guy exclaims as you tackle him. He ends up on the ground, you on top of him. You dig your nails into his chest and twist his left nipple. “OUCH!” He squeaks ungracefully as you do it again.

The second guy snickers behind you, but you won’t have it. You get up and rip the blindfold off your eyes. “Bastard!” You kick the first guy’s balls before jumping at the second guy. “I’ll kill you!”

“Help me!” The second guy calls for help as you sink your teeth in his neck and repeatedly bite him like a feral dog. “She tries to rip my flesh out! BUCKY! HELP!”

“I’ll get my pound of flesh!”

“Whoa, is this how Miss America acts? I thought you all dream of world peace and American pie!” The first guy slowly gets back up. He limps toward you to drag you off the second guy. “Let him go, you crazy bitch!”

“Eat shit, loser!” You snarl and twirl around to punch the first guy’s nose. “I’m not some girl you can just kidnap! Who do you think you are?”

“What the fuck, Jensen!” The first guy cups his aching crotch. “I wanted to make fast cash, not get my balls rearranged.”

You snicker as the first guy pleadingly looks at you. He’s much taller than you and strong. It shouldn’t be too hard for him to take you down. But he seems to be afraid to get close to you now.

“He said this is an easy job to make fast cash! All we had to do was grab Miss America and make sure she couldn’t win this contest,” the second guy, Jensen, grunts. “That’s not my fucking fault, Bucky!”

“Of course, it is your fucking fault! You listened to that dumbass,” Bucky bites back. His balls are bruised, and he won’t take this lightly. “I can’t believe I listened to you! I could’ve made more with poker tonight. Instead, I got my balls bruised.”

“More like your ego, wannabe kidnapper,” you chuckle darkly. Bucky’s eyes darken and he takes one step toward you.

You grit your teeth and ball your hands into fists, preparing for a fight.

“What are you? A ninja or shit?” Jensen panics as you look like you know what you are doing. “I think she wants to use karate or something.”

“It’s called Krav Maga, dumbass,” you snap at Jensen and get ready for his attack. “Come and get some.” You prepare for a fight with both men. Two tall guys against you, a fair fight. Your trainer didn’t call you firecracker for nothing.

“I think she’s crazy,” Bucky looks at his accomplice. “Jensen, this was a stupid idea. Miss America is a crazy bitch.”

“Dude, I’m not a miss nor Miss America,” you grit your teeth at Bucky. “You are the crazy one here if you think I’ll just roll over and let you pervs touch me!”

“Wait!” Jensen raises his hands in surrender. “You are not Miss America?” He cocks his head to look you up and down. “Hmm…yeah. I guess those girls don’t have a nice ass like you do.”

“Did you just call my perfect bottom fat?” You narrow your eyes. “Say that again if you want to lose a testicle. I dare you four-eyes!”

Jensen looks offended and pouts. He sniffs and turns away for a moment while his partner in crime tries to charm his way out of this situation.

“It’s a perfect peach,” Bucky shamelessly stares at your ass. He hums and cups his crotch again. “If I didn’t risk another kick to my crotch I’d offer you to take care of your peach.” He grins like he made you the nicest compliment.

“Calling my ass peach won’t get you out of trouble! You kidnapped me, the bookkeeper of the year, and I missed the prize-giving because of you. They wanted to give me a golden pencil and a coupon.”

“Bookkeeper of the year?” Bucky groans. “Jensen don’t tell me we were at the wrong place. Again…”

“How shall I know?” Jensen shrugs. “Dude said she’ll be in the room and wait for us to grab her! It’s not my fault he gave us the wrong information.”

“Seriously? You wanted to kidnap Miss America?” You snort. “Dude, they protect her better than the president. Did you honestly believe Miss America is sleeping at a sleazy motel? She sleeps at the four seasons!”

“Great. We grabbed the wrong girl then,” Bucky sighs and runs one hand down his face. “We fucked up big time.” He pouts and stares daggers into his partner’s skull. “You fucked this up, Jensen!”

“He gave us the wrong information! That’s not my fault.” Jensen sniffs. “Why do you always blame me? I’m only the tech nerd to you. You do not respect me at all.”

“Aw, are you having relationship trouble? Do you want me to wait outside so you can make up?” You tease.

Jensen drops his gaze and sighs deeply. He shrugs and mumbles an apology under his breath.

Somehow, you pity these two. They don’t seem to be the smartest criminals and you can’t help but feel sorry for them.

Bucky slowly sits down on the worn-out couch. He switches the TV on, to distract himself from thinking about the money they lost tonight. Bucky switches through the channels, making comments about the shows. “Boring…nonsense…wait..”

“What is it?” Jensen gapes at the TV. “Pump up the volume. I want to hear this.”

You look at the TV, listening to what the reporter has to say. According to them someone tried to kidnap Miss America and got shot. They didn’t make it out alive.

“Whoa, this could’ve been us.” Bucky huffs. “Take that, Walker. I knew it was a stupid idea to work with that fucker! He gave us the wrong address to get all the money!”

“You only work with idiots, huh?” You sit next to Bucky. “So, tell me, how much money do you make with crimes.”

“Not much lately. We used to make a lot of cash, but our concurrent fucked us over,” Bucky grumbles. “We need fast cash to keep our business running and stop Rumlow from taking over our club.”

“How do you usually make cash if you don’t kidnap women?” You grin darkly as Bucky’s frown deepens. “Come on, we are kidnapping buddies now. You can trust me.”

“You kicked my balls, lady!” Bucky snaps at you. “I don’t trust you at all. My balls don’t trust you. And my gut instinct doesn’t trust you.”

You snort. “Fine, I’ll go home, grab my prize on the way, and tell Rumlow greetings from you two losers…”

Jensen stares at you with wide fearful eyes as you make your way toward the door.

“Rumlow?” He hiccups. “You know Rumlow?”

“He prefers when I call him Brock and rub his shoulders after a long day,” you look over your shoulder to flash Bucky, who suddenly stands behind you, a smirk. “Did I forget to mention that I’m his bookkeeper?”

Jensen makes an odd noise. He wrings his hands and tries to not show he’s scared to hell and back at the mention of Brock Rumlow.

“What? Not so cocky any longer?” You turn on your heels to jab two fingers into Bucky’s chest. “Miss America my ass. I’m worth more than that bony bitch!”

Bucky looks you up and down. He hums and immediately pounces on you. “You’re right,” you squeak when he throws you over his shoulder again. “Rumlow will pay us a fucking lot of money to get you back.”

“Uh-Bucky,” Jensen watches his partner restrain you to the heater. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to treat her this way. Rumlow will kill us,”

“Aw, your little partner is scared,” you snicker. “How about you two play by my rules from now on, and I help you get more money than you could ever spend?”

Bucky crosses his arms over his chest. He sniffs and turns to leave the room. “I don’t trust you.”

“Wait, maybe she can help us,” Jensen doesn’t want to end up dead because they kidnapped you. If you are willing to help them, he’ll do anything to get in your good graces.

Bucky sneers as his partner looks at you like a lost puppy. “Get out of the fucking room, Jensen. We don’t negotiate with girls kicking a man’s balls.”

“It’s called massage,” you giggle and snort as Bucky turns around to glare at you. “Don’t tell me you never got kicked in the balls before. You scream awful first date.”

“Watch your tongue!” Bucky points his index finger at you. “I’m an awesome first date. The ladies never complained.”

“Yeah, because you bored them to death.” The look he gives you makes you giggle again. “You’re not used to a woman talking back, huh?”

“What you said about the money,” Jensen clears his throat to get your attention, “is it true? Can you help us?”

“Well,” you look at the handcuffs around your wrist. “I will talk if your partner takes these off again. If not, you will regret putting your hands on me.”

“How do you want to help us? Talk,” Bucky barks while his partner expectantly looks at you. “I don’t have all night.”

“I got more than enough time,” you stretch your body and yawn. “How about you get some food and beer first? I’ll talk after I eat. You fucked my day up.”

“Uh-I don’t have much money with me,” Jensen looks inside his wallet, sighing deeply. “I got ten bucks. What do you have, Bucky?”

“Guys,” you sigh and shake your head. “How did you survive for so long without my help?” You get up from the couch and grab your bag. “Christ, you should have at least one hundred bucks with you. You never know if you need to run.”

“What?” Bucky furrows his brows. “What do you mean you must run away?”

“I’m working for a dangerous criminal who likes to kill people if they look at him for too long. I have a plan, always.”

“Making plans is my job,” Jensen grins proudly. “Not this one, of course. Walker made the plan this time.”

“Hmm…” you open your wallet and hand Bucky fifty bucks. “Here, get us some food and beer. I think you know where my car is. Get it here, and don’t get caught. I trust you that you don’t run off and leave me alone with your partner.”

“I’m not your servant,” Bucky grunts and snatches the money out of your hands. “Why do you need your car?”

“I’ll tell you if you come back with food and beer…”

“Here,” Bucky slams the beer on the table. He drops three paper bags filled with takeout next to the beer, huffing as you are busy playing the blind man’s bluff card game with Jensen. “What are you doing? She’s still our hostage.”

“Jakie and I discussed the most important things,” you coo, and grab one of the bags. “I hope you brought some dessert too. This is going to be a long night.”

“Yeah? How about you answer my questions first,” Bucky grunts and slams his fist onto the table. “Why are there three suitcases and shit in your trunk?”

“Uh-“Batting your eyelashes you try to not give away too much. “That’s none of your business. I was about to go on vacation.”

“Vacation for how long?” Bucky steps closer and snatches the card from your forehead. He crumples the card up and flings it across the room. “I’m done playing games. Talk.”

“Stop barking at me like a feral dog,” you snap at Bucky. "Jake and I had a great time without your grumpy ass around."

“Stop messing with me,” the brunette pants heavily. “We’ve got no time for this shit.”

“Fine. I kinda stole the access data for  Rumlow’s offshore bank accounts and his black book. I know where he’s hiding every single buck.”

Bucky licks his lips while his partner in crime nervously shifts in his seat. “He’s going to kill all of us, Buck. We need to get out of town!”

“Relax, Jakie!” You wave his concern off. “Rumlow is busy with another poker game. He’s out of town for a week. More than enough time to get out of town and transfer all of his money to my bank account in the Bahamas.”

“Bahamas? You think he won’t find you there?” Bucky huffs. “You’re stupider than I thought if you believe for one second you can rob Brock Rumlow and get away with it.”

“Aw, sweet cheeks,” you pat Bucky’s cheek. “I already robbed every single buck. I only need to get out of town, and this country.”

“She robbed all of his money,” Jensen hiccups. “What if he believes we had something to do with all of this?”

“You know,” sizing Jensen up you smirk, “I could need help hiding the money. You’re smart and reliable. If you are willing to follow me, we can be Gods.”

“Do you listen to yourself sometimes?” Bucky huffs. “Rumlow will flay Jensen and you alive. You have no survival instinct at all.”

“I got survival instinct,” you bump your chest into Bucky’s trying to intimidate him. “I kicked your balls, remember? I could have easily broken your neck too.”

“I’d like to see you try.” He dares to grin. “I doubt you’ll be able to wrap your hands around my neck. Little peach.”

“Well, if you are the survival expert you should join me and Jakie,” you challenge. “Your business is dead. So, I heard.”

“We could buy an island!” Jensen dreamily sighs. “Cocktails on the beach. The sun kissing my skin.”

“You’ll get sunburn,” Bucky grunts. He crosses his arms over his chest while eying you warily. He cocks a brow when you open a beer and take a large swig.

“I’ll pay you,” you run your fingertips over his bicep. “What’s your price? How much does your service cost me?”

Jensen watches you sip on the beer. He hums and imagines helping you for free to touch your peach. “I’ll do it for free!”

“Jensen!” Bucky mutters.

“Aw, he only wants to be a good boy for me, right?” You turn on your heels to pat Jensen’s cheek. He smiles widely. “I got more money than you could ever dream of. I only need someone to help me hide it and a bodyguard.”

“Bucky,” Jensen pleads.

“Fine,” the brunette throws his hands up. “If we die, I’ll blame you, Jensen.”

On your way out of town, you relax in the passenger seat staring at your bank account. Fifty million dollars should be enough to start a new life.

While Jensen takes a nap in the back seat, Bucky is driving the car you rented using a fake identity. He’s still a grumpy ass but you know, he’ll do anything to protect you. If only for the money you promised them.

Soon you will leave this country and your old life. Rumlow will regret firing you. He will remember your name till the end of his life.

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[shygirl4991]

Chapter 2 Isn't it Romantic?

A shout out to @cody-the-cat enjoy seeing the idea come to life! All art is by @alianarepasa do not repost! A Four Chapter special as thank you for all the support you guys have given me!

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Summary: SMG3 just wanted to make himself a nice cup of coffee before the work day began, but when he takes a sip from his freshly brewed coffee and passes out he will wake up to a huge surprise. Three other versions of himself now run wild in the mushroom kingdom and he has to stop them before the world learns all his secrets. 

Tags: Love Confessions, Enemies to friends to lovers, Romantic comedy, fluff and angst,

Book sighs walking up to Three “You done? We need to put our heads together and figure out how we can fuse.” Heart bites a cookie humming while Spade waits till Heart isn't looking to steal multiple cookies. Noticing what Spade is doing, Heart giggles acting like he isn't looking “I know this isn't all sunshine and rainbows but we are here together! Let's head home, get some coffee and think!” Three sighs walking ahead of them not wanting to look at Heart, Book frowns noticing the shift in Three’s behavior as they walk back to the cafe. 

Heart takes out a new keyboard from the bag humming “You think blue would like this?” Spade rolled his eyes. “Four is always on his computer. I swear that dumbass must be glued to it…so yeah he will.” While Heart and Spade talked, Book walked over to SMG3 “Feeling overwhelmed, or are you not a fan of having your heart open to the world?”  Three bites his lip staring at Heart then he walks over to the table with his leftover coffee and tosses it in the fridge “That can't be a part of me, i mean SMG4 is such a loser me falling for him ha funniest joke!” 

Book frowns “I think you should think harder about your feelings on this Original,” Heart turns hearing what Three said and frowns. Spade sighs, smacking Heart at the back of his head “If you're that worried then go show him why you're important, not that I care or anything about what happens. Just go, the idiot should be home.” Heart gives spade a soft smile before sneaking out of the cafe. Nervously he thinks of an excuse as a reason for the odd appearance as he enters the castle, there he sees SMG4 patting Beegs head with a huge smile. Heart could feel himself glow looking at the man, blushing as he approaches. “Um hey SMG4…” he takes a deep breath getting ready, Four turns around looking at him confused “What's with the pink?” Heart facepalms and groans doing his best to pull out a different trait, he crosses his arms “I made a bet and welp i got the shit end of that stick, look can we just not talk about my looks.” Four frowns before nodding feeling bad for his partner. He hums thinking of a way to cheer up the man, thinking up the perfect place he grabs Hearts hand causing the personality eyes to glow for a moment. 

“I need to do some meme research, want to join me?” he winked at Heart causing the personality to blush, then he intertwined his fingers with Four surprising him. Heart lets out a smirk that stuns the other guardian “Why of course! I may not know about living memes but an afternoon with you doesn't sound so bad!” SMG3 was feeling done with the conversations about Heart, there was no way someone like that is a part of him. His chest started to feel warm, his mind was then swarmed with thoughts of SMG4. His smile, the smug look he gives when he knows he has you beat. Three was confused as to the sudden urge to run to four and pull him in for a kiss, his face goes bright red as he turns and finally notices Heart is now missing from the cafe. He pushes Book aside looking at the empty chair next to Spade “where is he?”

Spade smirks as he paints his nails “Where is who? Oh you mean pinky, heard he got himself a hot date!” Three felt a chill go down his spine, he grabs the straps of spades overalls “WHAT DO YOU MEAN!” Book runs up to the pair pulling SMG3 away from spade, once free the personality checks his nails to make sure the paint wasn't ruined. Book sighs comforting the upset Three “Original we need to grab Heart, people will notice your strange look and that can lead to some trouble!”  SMG3 glares at Spade and nods “Yeah, we need to make sure people don't think he is me or at least belong to me bleh.” Book lets out another sigh unsure how he can convince the man that Heart is a part of him, Spade nods after checking if his nails were dry to slip back his gloves “Who cares? I mean know how many fucking people saw me?” Book smacks Spade “Behave! Are you aware of what would happen if we stay out here too long away from our body?” the other personality rolls his eyes as he opens the cafe door. SMG3 walks out the door, he was panicking he wasn't sure what that pink version of him is up to.  He did have to admit that there have been moments things were a little on the gay side between both him and four but they both agree it meant nothing. His face goes red again at the memories as Book chuckles “What's wrong original, feeling emotional about something?” 

SMG3 turns and glares at Book, the man shrugs seeing the glare “Look, Heart is a part of your emotions you can't keep denying it i mean look at you. I bet the igloo showed up again in your mind like it usually doe-” before he can finish he gets tackled by both Spade and SMG3 as they both yell “WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT!!” SMG4 was driving his forklift on the hunt for any freshly born memes while Heart was beside him humming a song. Four let out a soft smile hearing the hum, even though the man seemed upset earlier it made him happy to see and know that this ride was cheering him up “Feeling better?”  

Surprised by the question, Heart panic thinking “Uh yeah guess so! I mean how can I not when you're by my side blue!” He covers his mouth, eyes wide. SMG4 hits the brakes and stares at Heart “Blue..? I uh didn't take you as a nickname guy, it's uh heh nice i don't mind it.”  he blushes unsure how to take the sudden nickname. Heart hearing the reaction gave the man a huge smile making SMG4 mind go blank “Oh i'm so happy you like it!”  While SMG4 missed the usual look of SMG3 the side he is showing today was a rare sight, he wanted to memorize that smile. Noticing his train of thoughts he panicked, the sudden movement made him slip off the forklift. He screams as he hits the floor making Heart jump off to check on him “ARE YOU OKAY FOUR?!” As heart ran over to SMG4 his hat fell off, Four stared wide eyed at Heart and the light was hitting him just right to make it look like he was glowing. Teal green eyes looking into his blue ones as the wind blows his hair, he never noticed how fluffy SMG3 hair was even in a ponytail. He stretched his hand out to him, a sight that felt familiar “Get up scrub we have memes to hunt!” 

Four takes Heart hand, he pulls him up quickly causing Four to get a little too close as their noses are now touching. Heart let out a shy giggle as SMG4 was lost in his eyes, he knew these feelings well it wasn't the first time he felt this way around Three. This time though they felt stronger, flustered he stepped back “uh thanks..” SMG3 was looking around everywhere he thought would be romantic, that's when he felt his face heat up. His heart was racing and thoughts of SMG4 was swarming him “STOP! I HATE HIM AND WILL NEVER LOVE HIM LIKE THAT!” Book and Spade freeze from the outburst, the pair exchange a concerned look. That's when Book notices a stain showing up on Three chest, he leans in seeing the stain was purple and was coming out where SMG3's heart was. “...You need to accept the truth. How long will you push Heart away! Look at yourself by pushing your heart away, you're getting corrupted!” 

Confused he looks down seeing the purple stain, he touches it and flinches from a burning pain. This meant nothing he told himself as he kept walking trying to find his last personality, Book glares at Three making Spade cross his arms “Book, if the corruption has started that means Heart is going to vanish right? And if that happens we are fucked to yeah?” Book nods looking down sadly “If we lose heart we won't be able to feel anything…we will be an empty husk..” Spade takes off his hat then takes out a photo of Eggdog and smiles brightly at it, he then looks up at three and casually shows the photo “Hey what do you think about this?” Three looks at the photo of Eggdog and softens then continues walking “It’s cute but we need to find Heart!” Spade looks at the photo stunned. Book frowns as he puts his arm around Spade “This is bad, we normally would scream of excitement how deep in the pit is original..” 

Spade sighs putting the photo back into his hat “Get your fucking hand off of me,” Book lets out a nervous chuckle as he steps away from the man. Spade watches as the purple stain grows, he growls showing his sharp teeth as he stomps forward passing Three as he hunts down Heart. Heart was having a fun time watching Four take pictures of memes and writing down notes on them. Heart opens his mouth then freezes as he feels sharp pain go through his body. He looks down and sees the color on his overalls start to fade, his hands start to shake “Heh…still rejecting me…why…what did i do wrong?” Heart eyes start to water realizing he was being erased. SMG4 stands up excited to show a meme he found when he noticed Heart was shaking “Three are you okay?” Heart jumps hearing Four and starts to run away ignoring the man calling out to him. If he were to die he wouldn't do it in front of SMG4, the world starts getting blurry as he falls to the floor.

He could hear the panic in Fours voice nearby giving Heart more strength to get up and run “I…can't stop,” he then locked eyes with Spade running towards him. If heart didnt feel like he was going to pass out he would tease the tsundere personality for looking so worried. Spade dashes and catches Heart “HEART! GUYS I FOUND HIM!” Heart coughs and breaks down crying as he sees more of his color fade “Spade…i don't feel so good..” Spade nods patting Hearts head “Don't worry pinky, if i have to i will beat our original ass just know i'm not doing this for you alright? I'm just doing it because I would hate to lose my love of bombs.” Spade blushes as he picks up Heart and runs to the others, SMG3 eyes go wide seeing the energetic personality so weak and pale. The teal green eyes have gone gray, the rest of his clothing was slowly following. He reaches out to only feel sharp pain in this chest “AH FUCK WHAT IS THIS PAIN?!” he drops to his knees shaking as he looks at his hand covered in a strange purple liquid. Book slowly walks up to Heart and holds his hand “The pain is your heart dying…every time you reject him the more you reject having emotions. Heart is dying because you can't admit no because you're too much of a coward to admit the truth.” 

Book glares at Three “I SMG3 Logic admit the truth that i am in love with SMG4,” Three shakes his head causing more pain, Heart eyes flicker red for a moment as Spade sighs his face turning red “I guess…yeah i could be in love with that idiot so what?!” SMG3 shakes his head making Spade angry  “LISTEN FUCK FACE! WHAT'S SO WRONG HAVING FEELINGS! I LOVE BOMBS AND VOILENCE WOW HOW FUCKING HARD WAS THAT TO SAY!” Heart taps Spade letting him know to put him down. Heart eyes glow red as he gets closer to Three then smacks him “WHY CAN'T YOU ACCEPT ME! WHAT DID I DO WRONG!” SMG3 starts to cry as he suddenly hugs Heart. Spade and Book take a step back surprised, heart softens as he wraps his arms around Three. As SMG3 kept crying slowly the color was returning to Heart “I…what if he stops being friends with me…i cant..i can't lose someone again.” 

Heart lets out a giggle “ Love is scary but remember what happens when you don't let me do my thing? We lost Terrance..and he never got to know we loved him like a son..please stop rejecting me.” he looks up his eyes looking into Hearts. He felt the pain slowly leave his chest as he wipes his tears, Heart gives him a soft smile starting to feel himself again “Honestly why are we so stubborn with our emotions hehe.” SMG3 lets out a soft smile “I love SMG4…i really do and im scared about it,” Spade rolls his eyes “Nothing to be scared of, not like that bitch can do anything if he does I BLOW HIM UP HAHA!” Three sighs watching Spade letting out an evil laugh.  Book lets out a huge smile “I’m so glad we got over that, cause now we have a new problem. Wasn't heart hanging out with SMG4?”

“SMG3 WHERE DID YOU GO!?” Four was running around in a panic wondering where SMG3 was. Three and Heart stand up in a panic “Shit!”

[delilahcalicocat]

Can i request an AEW Hook x reader fic where reader got pregnant with his baby and she broke up with him without telling him that she was pregnant. Reader returns to AEW 1 year later for Taz's birthday and she brings the baby with her but she tries to hide the baby from Hook. Hook finds out the truth somehow

A/N: Ofc!!! Honestly I made it half-angst half-fluff :) and reader had twins in this I guess-

♡~Wha- How...~☆

{Ratin: Fluff and Angst}

{Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of Pregnancy/Birth.}

{Pairing: HOOK/Tyler x Fem!Reader}

You and Hook had dated for sometime, until the night you'd caught him with your own friend in your bed..

A little while after that, you two made up. Until Hook splashed the cold water and said he wanted to break up with you..

You were a mess after that day, watching him move out of your house... the tears mixed with your eyeliner.. the stains on your cheeks for the rest of the day.

You both wrestled for AEW, so what was wrong.. Did He move on?

You didn't know. But you couldn't care because you never told Hook about the secret, you wanted to tell him. But then he broke up with you-

Next thing you know. It's been a few months and you wish you could wrestle, but you had two little Demon spawns crawl into the world a month ago. So you were on the shelf.

But while said spawns were asleep, you flicked through channels on the TV. Knowing if you even wink. Those demons would cry.

So you tried your best to stay awake, but failed majorly. You ended up asleep in 30 minutes probably for not sleeping for almost 2 weeks straight because of your kids.

You eventually recovered, and you were ready to wrestle again. But- you had to travel with your son, since your mom had forgotten to get him out of the car seat from your trip to the shop, so while your daughter Arianna slept soundly in her cradle. You had to deal with Jayson, who was a feisty little mess.

Your jaw dropped when you saw.. Him.

"Fuck- Tyler's coming..." You spoke, hiding your son in your locker room

You heard Hook chatting with Taz, about the birthday plans after the show.. you tried to be as silent as ever so they wouldn't know you and your son were in the locker room

"Alright Dad, I'll see you later- have fun on commentary" Hook spoke as his dad walked off

You on the other hand were still silent, until you left your locker room to go towards the ring.

"Oh! Hey Y/N!" You heard Danhausen say at the worst possible time

"Hi Danhausen!" You said back, trying to act like everything was peaches & cream.

"Hey Y/N-" You froze like a Mouse that was seen by a cat

('FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck') you thought, you were panicked.

"Why do you seem so nervous? Is there something up? Y/N?" He asked

"Oh, I'm just nervous to be back y'know?"

"You sure? Because it seems like your-"

"YES! Fuck! I'm sorry I'm just nervous for my match- I gotta go warm-up." You spat

Quickly you ran off, and handed your son off to your good friend Darby. Since Willow was busy.

"Oh. Hey Darby, what're you doin'?" Hook asked

"Just Watching Y/N's Son-" Darby Said

"Y/N has a son? Wow... I thought she wouldn't have moved on that fast" Hook said

"Dumbass- it's your fucking son. You knocked her up before you left her. So she is a single mother of two." Kenny Omega spoke

"Wha- How-..." Hook looked shocked

After that revelation, he went off to find you. You'd just come back from your match and wanted to go get your son until Hook stopped you.

"Hey Y/N, I found out about Jayson and Arianna" He sighed

"How the fuck did you- why do you- The fuck?!" You spoke quickly.

"Kenny and Darby Told me what happened after our break up." He said

"So? What's the fucking point Tyler? You've probably got some girl waiting for you." You spat

"Actually no. I've stopped my whole streak of cheating, I feel awful that I left you before you could tell me..." He admitted

"Can I actually trust you..?" You asked

"Yes, Y/N I'm sorry.." He said

You both hugged and Hook gave you some time before the big dinner to think...

[mauesartetc]

I've observed that some HB fans with trauma feel so attached to the characters and the show that they defend every writing decision and take any criticism as a personal attack. I can understand relating to and feeling sympathy for a character because of personal experiences, but Helluva Boss is a terrible media for emotionally vulnerable teenagers and young adults to uncritically consume.

It just pisses me off that so many people will praise HB for representing abuse with Stolas and Stella, yet ignore the unhealthy relationship dynamics, abusive behaviors portrayed in a positive light and bad writing in general.

Real talk: Speaking as an emotional abuse survivor myself, it pisses me off to no end that Helluva Boss has failed to represent this subject with any sensitivity or subtlety.

It's important to remember that abusers are often charming and charismatic, and they exhibit positive traits (at least early on) that make the other person want to salvage the relationship.

What the hell are Stella's positive traits? In what little screentime she's had thus far, she's been elitist, rude, destructive, pouty, murderous, sadistic, and a little stupid (failing to consider that if Stolas died, Octavia would inherit all his wealth and leave her with nothing). While there's evidence to support the claim that she acted like she was in love early on in her marriage (she's smiling in the Loo Loo Land photo, sleeps in the same bed as Stolas in a flashback and has stated she used to pretend to want to fuck him), there's nothing to suggest her personality was ever anything but odious. Even when Stolas first sees her photo as a child, it portrays an awful little brat.

It's pretty clear Stolas has never had any reason to love her, so why does he stay?

He says it's because he wants Octavia to have "a normal life", aka a two-parent household. But how exactly does that benefit her when those parents are constantly fighting? You might think "Well, that's a lot of parents' excuse for not getting divorced, but that doesn't mean it's right", but the show never challenges his stance on this. There's never a moment when he realizes, "Oh shit, maybe my definition of 'normal' is actually hurting my daughter". He only declares he wants a divorce after his first tryst with Blitzo and on the balcony when he tells Stella he "can't do this anymore". He's doing it entirely for his benefit, not because it would improve Octavia's life.

(And because the writers blatantly favor Stolas and everything he says, I have to wonder if they actually believe the standard nuclear family represents a "normal"- implied in this case to be good and desirable - life by default, regardless of how miserable everyone in the family is. On the off-chance that is indeed the case, as someone who lost a parent at a young age: Fuck all the way off with that, show.)

Also, we're not lead to believe divorce was never an option at any point. If a royal in this world gets divorced, what are the consequences? Would Stolas lose his title? Would he be executed? The whole point of this marriage was to have a kid, so literally what was stopping them from splitting up after she was born (other than the bullshit "normal life" excuse)? Why can't Stolas just visit Octavia? Why does he have to live with her? Plenty of kids with divorced parents still get quality time with both of them. The solution was right there all along, but Stolas felt the need to wait until his daughter was seventeen to split with his wife? For some reason?? The writers try to pass it off as some noble sacrifice he's making, but in reality, he's just being a dumbass.

Okay, so maybe he's just afraid to leave, like many abused people are. I'll have to call bullshit on that, since he never even tried to keep his affair a secret. He's openly flirted with Blitzo in public (at Loo Loo Land and the Harvest Moon Festival, in front of dozens of witnesses) and met Blitzo at a couples-only nightclub, where they sat in plain view of everyone else there. Couldn't even bother using your powers to disguise yourself, bud? Or does that only work when it's convenient to the plot? If Stolas were the least bit threatened by Stella or what the Goetia family would think, he wouldn't be this bloody obvious. While it's possible this is a self-sabotage sort of thing, the show has never given us evidence that Stolas has those kinds of tendencies.

In short, Stella's a hamfisted, stereotypical portrayal of an abuser, and Stolas just doesn't come off like the abuse affects him at all (or at least not until the episode where it needs to for plot reasons). Obviously not all abusers or abuse survivors in real life will fit into the same mold, but there's straight-up zero logic to these characters' behavior. I've mentioned this very astute video before, but here's one quote that perfectly sums up how poorly this show handles character motivations:

There's a... character consistency issue that results from having these characters exist only to dispense abuse. Their actions stop adding up... [Stella's] thing is that she wants to be away from Stolas... Why does she repeatedly show up to the house just when Stolas is around to torment him? This behavior is quite strange. She does not like him. She does not want to be around him... We're to assume that Stella wants to feel mad, wants to feel bad, and that's what she wants to do with her life.

This isn't how real people act. And of course fictional characters aren't real people and any sense of agency they have is just an illusion at the end of the day. But ideally they should feel real to the audience.

I now fully understand why I was leery of these writers potentially exploring a character's addiction. It's because they've shown they can't be trusted to give serious subject matter the care and weight it deserves.

[dark-elf-writes]

List of my (most popular) fics because sometimes I write things and I think they’re neat.

Children and the Raising Thereof - started as a 5+1 of Shouta being baffled and slightly alarmed as he watched Izuku make friends, became a series of cute moments with the erasermic fam that may or may not be complete.

Class 1-A Is Typing - chatfic with erasercloudmic trying to teach/raise a collection of incredibly feral children. Includes Izuku who won’t stop biting villains and Hitoshi getting people to brainwash themselves by using the tried and true “Pedo says what?” Method.

Concrete Dust and Found Family - Battle trials have more realistic consequences at least when it comes to letting off a explosion in a contained space. Tenya, Ochako, and Izuku try to come to terms with the aftermath of having a building dropped on their heads.

Incoming call - Oneshot where Izuku is a frequent caller into PYHU Radio, and does what they always do when things get bad. They call in and talk to Mic.

Of Heroics and Healing - mha/hp crossover. At the end of third year Lupin heads to the only person crazy/connected enough to get Harry out of Dumbledore’s reach. That person? Sirius’ distant cousin who just so happens to be a hero in Japan. Hogwarts is not ready for the force of nature that is Shouta Aizawa with someone to protect.

Shouta Aizawa and His Feral Children - Crack. Pure crack. The birth of Biblically Accurate Hawks. Class 1-A is a collection of feral little demons only barely held in like by 16 rules put in place by Shouta.

Take Two (With Feeling This Time) - EraserGum step parents AU. Shouta and Taishiro agreed to put a pause on their relationship a year ago when they found two orphaned kids after a villain attack why needed the stability of a parent who was all in. A year later the kids are settled enough that their parents are willing to try this relationship thing again.

Two Heroes, A Kid, and Seven Death Martyrs - Izuku has a deeper connection with OfA earlier on which means they now have seven ghosts hanging around them and acting like a weird mix of friends, mental roommates, and parents. The ghosts convince them to ask for help before OfA can kill them, which leads Izuku to extra lessons/quirk counseling with Present Mic and Eraserhead.

Who Saves the Savior - mha/hp crossover. Harry is betrayed by magical Britain (generally) and Draco Malfoy (specifically) one too many times and decides to pack up his kid and two of his siblings to head for Japan and the three convenient teaching jobs that happen to be waiting for them. Includes Exhausted and Over It MoD!Harry, Actual Feral Sunshine Teddy, and three dumbasses trying to navigate emotions through mountains of trauma.

Veritas - Izuku gets kidnapped, shown the first bit of basic human decency in their life, and decides that they are going to force the world into becoming a better place through somewhat shady but ultimately altruistic means. LOV redemption.

[modelbus]

May I please request an x reader with Tommy where they're in a secret relationship, and no one knows except his and reader's family? Can reader also be nb please? Thank youuu

This got… out of hand. Sorry.

Pairing: Cc!Tommy x Nb!Reader

Secretly A Simp

“Get in the closet.”

“Hell no, I’ll never go back in there.”

“Wilbur will see you!”

“I’m friends with Wil, he can see me all he wants!”

It’s the case of an unstoppable force meeting an unmovable object. You, refusing to hide in Tommy’s closet. Tommy, trying to get you to hide from Wilbur.

For over a year you and Tommy had been dating in secret, hiding it from all your friends. It was less of a conscious decision than a “Tubbo will leak this” one. Either way, it was getting a little annoying. Although that was mostly because Wilbur loved to walk into Tommy’s flat uninvited and unannounced.

“But he’ll know!” Tommy hisses.

“No he won’t!” You respond at the same volume.

“Tommy?” Wilbur calls.

The door opens, and Tommy’s face is an open book of guilt. What a scene for Wilbur to walk in on. You were sat in Tommy’s chair but turned away from his computer while Tommy had one hand on his open closet door, the other motioning to it.

“…what the fuck?”

“They’re totally not my partner.” Tommy announces loudly, slamming his closet shut.

“Oh my fucking God-“ You groan, hiding your face in your hands.

“Shut up! Shut up!”

“They’re totally not my partner.” You mock, pitching your voice up just to aggravate him. “It’s the truth and somehow you still made it sound like a lie!”

Realization dawns on his face before his acting practice from lore streams kick in. He plays along perfectly, crossing his arms.

“I don’t fucking sound like that!”

“Uh, hello?” Wilbur waves a hand in front of Tommy’s face. “I’m still here.”

“Hi Wil!” You greet. “What’s up?”

“What’s up? No, you don’t get to move on from that. What the fuck was that?”

“That was Tommy being a dumbass.”

“Hey!”

“…okay.” Wilbur still seems confused, but he drops it. “Since you’re both here, do you guys want to check out the new restaurant with me?”

“Nope! You’re old, go call James Marriott or something.” Tommy finally moves from his place next to the closet to usher Wilbur out of his room. “And stop barging into my house, man!”

The only reason it works is because Wilbur seems so goddamn confused. You’d feel bad for him if you hadn’t almost gotten caught red-handed with Tommy. It wouldn't be the end of the world if he knew, but right now only his family and yours knew.

As Tommy moves him progressively closer to the door of his flat, leaving you behind in his room, you strain to hear what they’re talking about. Hopefully, Wilbur didn't suspect anything.

“If this is about your crush on them, you know I won’t say anything.” Wilbur half-whispers.

It takes everything you have not to laugh. Wilbur thought Tommy had a crush on you? Or did Tommy tell Wilbur he did?

“It’s about you being too old. We’re hip and young and trendy. You’ll drag us down.”

“Literally yesterday you were begging to hang out with me-“

“You speak in lies. Bye-bye now Wilbur, come back never.”

“Wait-“

The door shutting is so loud that it startles you into flinching. If Tommy really just slammed his door in Wilbur’s face, he’s getting two angry calls. One from Wilbur and one from his landlord.

“I’ve banished Wilbur.” Tommy sighs, trudging back into his room.

“You have a crush on me, do you?” You ask, teasing. His face goes red.

“Fuck off.”

“You really really like me?”

Without even hesitating he throws a pillow at your face. Amid laughter, you catch it and then throw it back toward him.

"What were we doing before he interrupted us?" Tommy asks, changing topics.

You blink, thinking about it for a moment. "I don't even know."

[whereisten]

hihi again, if you still can, can you do one with 20 and 42 or 28 and 146 with yuta? xoxo <3

So SO sorry for the delay😭 here it is! I hope you like it❤️

20-“If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

42-how have you survived this long by yourself?

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The Marriage Mission

Pairing: Secret Agent!Yuta X Secret Agent!Y/N

Summary: You and Yuta are secret agents that are paired up for a big mission, and despite hating each other’s guts, you get married..makes sense, right?

Contains: enemies to lovers shenanigans, fluff, comedy?, suggestive/smutty scenes (nothing too detailed..unless you want that later ;)), violence, gun mention, knife mention, cursing, 5.4k words (AHHH really didnt want it to be so long)

“There’s no way in hell I’m working with that bastard!” You slammed your assignment folder onto your boss’ desk.

“Come on, Haechan, this guy nearly cost the lives of four men during a mission in Tokyo, why in the world would you allow him to come here?”

Haechan stared at the folder. “Do you really think you have a say in this, Agent 73?”

You swallowed hard.

“Your last partner is in the ICU as we speak! You need every last bit of help you can get regardless of where it comes from. Now sit down!”

You immediately sat in the chair across from him. “I’ve handled almost every solo mission you’ve given me since, come on Haechan.”

“Yuta is top of his class not only in Osaka, but in the world. You should be jumping at the opportunity to work with someone like him. You’ve failed more than once and I’ve been very tempted to fire you and get you out of my hair, but you’ve got irreplaceable talent too.”

Haechan sighed and crossed his hands over the folder.

“Which is why I need the two of you to work together on this. The subject is a powerful man. We’ll need your talent and Yuta’s brains to capture him. There is no way you can do this one on your own.”

“Sir.. the guy is not that great, how do you know he won’t get us both killed and get this agency exposed? Based on the Tokyo case, I can tell that he’s erratic! He doesn’t act…rationally.”

“Is that what you read in the file..or is that what your dumbass buddies told you?” 

You heard a voice echo from behind you.

You closed your eyes. “Shit.”

Haechan smiled as he looked at the man behind you. “Ah Yuta, nice of you to join us, please take a seat.”

Yuta, dressed in a tight long sleeve blue collar shirt, sits beside you. The watch on his wrist is silver and big, and he smells like lavender and mint. You hated the fact that you liked it. “It” being everything he wore. His long black hair was pulled back into a low bun so you could see his sharp facial features clearly.

“So as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted..” Haechan gave you a stern glare.

“With Yuta’s knowledge of Japanese, and your beauty, grace and other talents… we can capture the subject..”

“Does the subject only speak Japanese? Wh-“

Yuta interrupts you. “No, he speaks a total of seven languages, but speaks to his henchmen in Japanese only..I’ll be able to listen in and understand exactly what he says..while you..wait, what do you do again?” He chuckles as he turns to you.

Your eyes widen. “Don’t ask me what I do, just uphold your end and don’t get us killed.”

“Well..I’ll leave you two alone to plan. Remember, I don’t give a damn how it gets done, just do it.” Haechan stands up and walks out leaving the two of you to talk.

You sigh and hold your head in your hands. “I should’ve just quit last week.”

———

You and Yuta had two weeks to prepare to ambush your subject, Ren. He was a powerful cartel operator with connections that ran deep in too many cities to count and your agency needed to take him down as the police couldn’t.

You met with Yuta at a cafe. He was looking different from the first time you met him. He wore a simple T-shirt with black jeans, converse and aviator sunglasses. His hair was now in a half-up, half down style with a few strands gracing his face.  His slender fingers flipped through the pages of your brief and you could help but notice how well manicured his nails were. 

After about 30 minutes of silence, Yuta finally speaks. 

“So..what’s our plan?” He closes the folder and sits back in his chair at the relatively empty cafe.

You look out the window and cross your arms on the table. “I don’t know..you’re the one with the brains apparently.”

Yuta chuckles before taking a sip of his iced coffee.

“I say we knock him out and drag him in, but that would be a bit..erratic, wouldn’t it?”

You smiled and leaned back into your chair.

“I’m not gonna apologize for that, I trust what my coworkers have said about you.”

“And I didn’t ask for an apology, did I?”

Yuta smiles back, his eyes glistened in the afternoon sun.

“Listen, sweetheart, I hate you just as much as you hate me. I don’t see your importance to this mission, and I really think I should do this on my own, you’ll just get in the way.”

You furrowed your brows and leaned in closer to him.

“First of all, don’t call me sweetheart. Second of all, if Haechan trusted you enough to complete this on your own, he would’ve let you. Don’t get upset with me at your incompetence.” You rolled your eyes.

“Incompetence?” Yuta chuckles. “I'm not the one who let my partner end up in the ICU.”

You grabbed the butter knife on the table and stood up quickly. You were about to hold it to his throat when he grabbed your wrist and twisted your arm.

“Ahh!” You groan in pain as you open your fist to let the knife fall.

The workers in the cafe stare at the both of you in shock.

Yuta quickly let you go and grabbed the file from the table.

You wince and hold your wrist to your chest. “You bastard.”

“Come on sweetheart, let’s get out of here.” He fakes a smile while waving to the baristas and grabs you by the arm to walk you outside.

“Try that again, and I’ll put you right alongside your buddy in the ICU myself.” He says through gritted teeth.

You pull yourself away from him.

“Fuck you!”

You walk away and head to your apartment.

Yuta laughs to himself.

“This is gonna be fun.”

———

[A few days later]

You couldn’t stop thinking about Yuta. He was a gorgeous man with a tempting voice and charm about him. Yeah, you wanted to slap him most of the time, but you liked how he handled you and returned your smart remarks like they were nothing.

You shook your head. “What am I thinking?” You said to yourself as you walked home with groceries in hand.

But you knew exactly what you were thinking, you liked Yuta..a lot.

Surprisingly, Yuta felt the same way. He was blessed and cursed with the gift to acutely observe everything in front of him. He liked the depth of your eyes and the way your hands held everything so gently. He liked the scent of your conditioner, pineapple and coconut, he guessed and was actually correct. He even liked the way you spoke to him. He had never had a partner like you, so daring, so smart, and yet so beautiful.

You stumble into your apartment with groceries in hand, but you stop when you notice that a pair of slippers are at your front door.

You quickly place your bags down and grab the gun hidden under your kitchen counter. You hold it up and walk sideways through your apartment. You don’t hear or sense any one, but someone had to be inside. 

And then you hear your toilet flush.

You stand outside of the door ready to fire at whoever was inside.

“Whew..do not go in there for a few minutes.” Yuta walks out and stops when he sees you.

“Oh..hey.”

You relax your arms and hold your gun to your side. “Yuta, what the hell? How did you get in here? And what are you doing using my bathroom?! Are you insane?!”

Yuta walks by you and to the living room.

“Sweetheart, you left the window open. That’s a rookie mistake.”

“Well, I’m on the 20th floor, I don’t exactly expect anyone but Spiderman to break in. So who gave you a key?”

He looks at his nails and sits back into your couch. “No one did, I memorized the pattern on your key the other day at the cafe and made my own.”

“Yuta! That’s crazy! You can’t just do that.”

“And you can’t just lunge at my throat with a butter knife and yet, you did.” He smirks.

You scoff. “I’m not sorry about that. You’re unbelievable, I can’t wait for this mission to be complete, so you can go back to Japan and leave me the hell alone.”

You start to unpack your groceries. You didn’t notice that Yuta watched you carefully. He liked your hair, the smoothness of your skin and the way you pout your lips. For someone in this industry, you looked soft and gentle. You were too beautiful for this line of work and it frustrates him.

He clears his throat. “Speaking of the mission, any ideas yet?”

“Hmm I’m not sure, I’ve read over the file a few times and the only thing that sticks out to me is the fact that he likes to sleep with married women..it’s weird and feels unnecessary for our mission, but I’m sure we could use that information.”

“I see.” Yuta nods and sticks his hands into the pocket of his hoodie.

“We could get one of his ex lovers to get him into a room, we ambush him and-“ you continue.

“No..that’s too much to risk, chances are his partners are under constant surveillance even if they are only exes.”

You sigh. “You’re right.”

“However…we could get him to fall for you..it wouldn’t be difficult.”

You raised your brows and smiled confidently. “Oh? Is it because I’m so pretty and charming?”

Yuta leaned forward with his elbows on his knees as he thought about the plan. “No, it’s because you’re easy..he’s easy too.”

You frowned and slammed your fridge door shut.

“If we pretend that we’re married, he’ll instantly feel attracted and drawn to you.”

“Ew no, next plan.” You shook your coat off.

“Y/n, we don’t have time for this, just pretend for one night.” Yuta rolls his eyes.

“I’m not doing it, there has to be another solution.”

“The best way to get a man to be vulnerable is to get him behind closed doors with lustful eyes only for you..”

“That’s not the part that bothers me, Yuta.” You stand in front of him with your hands on your hips.

“Believe me, I’m not thrilled to be married to a wench like you, but we’re getting paid for this. Plus, we already fight like a married couple.”

You bite your bottom lip and look away. “Did you just call me a wench?”

“Do you prefer “sweetheart” now?” He asks sarcastically.

“Fine, let’s do this your way and watch this mission fail. Now, get out.”

Yuta smiles widely and pats his lap. “Come on, honey, just once before your hubby hits the road.”

“GET. OUT!”

———

[The Night of the Gala]

Yuta’s mouth fell open when you walked out of your apartment. You looked effortlessly stunning in a long black dress that hugged your curves. The accentuation of your cleavage made his face turn red and he was hopeful that it was too dark outside for you to notice.

Unfortunately for him, you did. You smirked and stepped closer to him. 

“Are you trying to catch flies with that mouth?” You taunted.

Yuta chuckled and his white teeth showed brightly in the night. You couldn’t help but smile back.

“You look amazing.” He whispered once you stood right in front of him.

“I know. Now are you gonna open the door like a fine gentleman,…husband?”

Yuta put his hands in the pockets of his black tuxedo and nodded.

“Yes, but one more thing..”

You looked down as he took his hand in yours.

He then revealed a gold ring with a stunning sapphire colored stone in the center. It wasn’t too big nor too small, it was just right.

Your eyes widened. “Wh-where did you get this?”

Yuta only smiled softly as he placed it onto your ring finger.

“And how is it a perfect fit?”

“Sweetheart I’m a trained secret agent, you don’t think I could guess your size?”

He teased you by glancing at your cleavage.

“Ugh..why do I even bother?” You shook your head.

“And it’s my grandmother’s..”

You gasped.

“Oh no..Yuta I cant..”

“But I want you to…” he looked into your eyes as his voice deepened.

“Just for tonight, sweetheart, let’s make it official.”

You swallowed hard and watched as he opened the door to the limo.

While in the limo, Yuta looked out of the window to avoid staring at you. He could watch you all night. Your face feels warm as you stare at the ring and think of how he looked at you with desire in his eyes.

You startled him when you intertwined your fingers with his. 

He quickly turned to you. "w-what are you doing?"

"Just practicing.." you smiled and Yuta could feel himself falling more and more in love with you. He stares at your lips donning a red shade that compliments your skin tone. 

He then looks away and continues to hold your hand. “I think it’s because you’re nervous.”

You scoff. “Ugh, you’re the worst. Just be thankful I’m even touching you right now.”

After about 20 minutes, you arrived at the gala. You got out of the limo and nudged Yuta’s side.

“If you die, I’m gonna kill you” you try to say menacingly, but Yuta can’t take you seriously.

“Good one sweetheart, kill me when I’m already dead.” Yuta smirks before kissing you. You’re stunned at first, maybe even frightened. His eyes were closed and you realized that this was part of the mission.

You quickly closed yours as well and turned your head. He was a good kisser, great even. He held your face gently in his hands and deepened the kiss. You expected him to pull away, but he only held you close.

It felt like you both had been waiting centuries for this and didn’t want to stop. But after a few long seconds, he lets you go and looks into your eyes before smiling.

“Just practicing...Your lipstick is still intact so that’s good.”

You nod and blink rapidly before heading inside.

———

While at the gala, you easily spot Ren and work your way towards him together with your arms locked around each other.

Ren’s eyes quickly fall onto yours as you pretend to walk by.

“Hi, who are you? I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

He stops a conversation with him and three other men just to acknowledge your presence.

“Oh…hi, my name is Athena..and this is my husband, Kento.” You smile and tug Yuta closer to you.

Ren smiles, but his eyes are still stuck on you.

“Oh? Married? What a lucky man.” He chuckles.

“Yes, well, if you’ll excuse me, I must find the washroom.” Yuta steps away, leaving you to complete the first part of the mission: Seduce Ren.

And within just a few minutes, it works. The men Ren was speaking with before you came by, walked away and joined the rest of the party, leaving you and Ren alone to flirt.

“You’re so beautiful, I’d love to take you out sometime.” 

You bat your eyelashes and smile. “Thank you, sir, I’d love that, but more than ever, I’d love to go somewhere a bit more quiet than here.” You look up at him with wide eyes. Ren was about 6’3 and fit, his stature was intimidating, but you knew he had no idea who you really were so you just had to keep going.

Ren takes your hand and kisses it. “Of course..I’ll show you my art collection, if that’s alright with you..”

Ren takes you to the west wing of the mansion. You studied a blueprint of his home and knew that his master bedroom was just a floor above the art room, he clearly planned to take you there after.

You and Ren spoke for nearly 30 minutes in the art room about the history of the pieces and your lives as well. You pretended to be a stay at home wife who was unhappy with her husband, while Ren pretended to be an auctioneer. You both lied, but only one of you actually knew that.

“Well, I suppose that’s enough for tonight..” Ren steps toward the entry way with your hand in his.

“Ren..I would really like..to spend more time with you.” You step closer to him. 

He watches your lips and lowers his head so that he may kiss them, you close your eyes and get ready for it, but then—

“Oh! There you are!” Yuta speeds towards the two of you.

You stare at him in shock.

“I was looking for you everywhere, but this mansion is just so big ha ha!”

Yuta takes your hand.

Ren nearly tugs you back towards him, but lets you go as to not cause a scene.

“I was able to show your wife what I thought was some of the finest pieces to ever be created by man, but I discovered that she is in fact the most beautiful art in the world. She’s priceless.”

You blink rapidly and watch Ren blush. Was he really falling for you?

Yuta pulls you closer to his side and looks into your eyes. You look back at him.

“Yes..I know, she is truly the prettiest sight.”

And for a moment, you sense sincerity in his tone.

“I must get going..Athena, I hope to see you again later.” Ren smiles and walks away as Yuta takes you by the hand and kisses it.

He was jealous and couldn’t hide it for longer than he did. 

Confused, you lock eyes with him again, this time forgetting what you were supposed to be doing. You could see the envious glare in his eyes. He’s captivating in his tuxedo with his hair pulled back, a strand dangling in front of his forehead perfectly.

You pull him to a bathroom upstairs and scold him for nearly messing up the mission.

“You nearly fucked up the mission! We have to get close to him even if that means seducing him, Yuta! This was the plan!”

“Shhh..” he places a finger over your lips, your face softens as you fall into the wall behind you gently. Yuta steps forward, looking down on you as you gaze up at him in confusion.

“The man sees thousands of women every week..are you sure you’re ready for him? What makes you worthy of his time?” Yuta smirks.

You cower and begin to stutter.

“I-I’m a woman, a beautiful woman actually, it’s not that difficult. He was already falling for me.”

Yuta scoffs and looks at your neck. “The good thing is, you smell good..but what are you wearing underneath this..if anything?”

Your eyes widen and you push him off of you. “What kind of shit are you trying to pull right now? And why are you so jealous?”

Yuta smiles and turns to you. “Hey. I just wanna make sure you’re able to really “wow” the man…because if you don’t, this mission will fail.”

He crosses his arms and leans onto the wall.

You roll your eyes. “Fine..I’ll show you what I’m wearing.”

Yuta smiles and nods.

“…that way you’ll be mad as hell while I’m with him and not you.”

His smile falters slightly at your statement. 

You zip your dress down as you walk towards Yuta slowly, watching his eyes trace over your shoulders and then your curves.

You wore a red lingerie set with a garter belt to match. Your breasts rested wonderfully in the red lace bra with a bow at the front. Your thong had a matching bow at the back, so you stepped out of the dress now on the floor and spun around for Yuta to see it.

Yuta swallowed hard at the sight. You looked amazing. He wanted to wrap his arms around you while taking a taste of your sweet, glowing skin.

You turned to face him. “You want to unwrap the bows..don’t you?” You teased.

Yuta looked away and chuckled.

You stepped closer to him so your chest lay right on top of his as you dragged your left leg up. “What’s wrong? You’re the one that wants to see what another man is getting later on.”

Yuta swallowed hard before walking away from you.

“Put your dress back on, let’s finish this. Seduce the bastard so I never have to see you again.”

You smirked and did as he demanded. Once you were dressed, you both went to leave, but as soon as Yuta opened the door, you were faced with Ren and two of his henchmen.

“Oh…shit.” Yuta says.

“Who the fuck are you people? No, you know what? Get them!” He yelled in Japanese as his two men ran after you. 

You quickly grabbed the soap dispenser from the counter and hit it hard against the giant’s head. Yuta fought the other with punches to his chest before grabbing a knife from his jacket. He swung it at the man who backed away before lunging forward to grab it.

You ran over to try to help him, but you suddenly felt arms around your waist.

Ren grabbed you harshly and threw you into the counter. You cried out as your rib crashed against the edge of it.

Yuta immediately looked over and gave his enemy one final finishing punch. He was done with him and made helping you his top priority.

Ren grabbed you by the throat and pushed your body into the wall.

“You’re way too pretty to be an assassin, what a shame. I was actually starting to like you.” He smirked as he choked you.

Yuta was about to grab his arm when your enemy rose up from his slumber to take him down.

You quickly spit in Ren’s eye, causing him to yell and loosen his grip. You then punched him in the rib and jammed your heel onto his foot. Ren falls to the floor in pain.

You look at Yuta who struggles to overpower his enemy, and just as you’re about to help him, Ren grabs your ankle to bring you to the ground with him. You try to fight him off but he grabs both wrists and pins them above your head. You had clearly underestimated how powerful he was.

He holds both wrists in one hand tightly and starts to repeatedly punch your side with his other fist. He kneeled over you and completely controlled your body with his impressive strength.

“Ahh!” You cry out as a sharp pain starts to build. You knew that you were just seconds away from having a rib or two be completely broken at the hands of Ren.

Yuta finally stabs his enemy in the side and runs over to punt Ren, knocking him unconscious.

Yuta pushes him off of you and helps you up.

“Shit..this hurts.” You whimper.

“Damn it, you’re a weakling. How have you survived this long by yourself?” He places your arm over his shoulder as he hurries you out of the mansion. The people downstairs are oblivious to everything that happened so you get out quickly.

“Oh shut up, you weren’t exactly giving John Wick back there.” You mumbled.

Yuta could only laugh as he helped you into your shared Porsche dropped off by another undercover agent.

“God, these seats are uncomfortable.” You wince as the pain radiates through you.

“Stop whining before I give you something to whine about.”

Yuta says as he drives with one hand on the wheel.

Your mouth fell open. “And what do you mean by that?”

Yuta smirks. “I guess you’ll just have to find out.”

You rolled your eyes. 

He drove you back to your place and helped you inside once he was sure no one had followed you.

“How are you feeling?”

He asks as he holds your hand and helps you inside.

“Like shit.” You groan.

“Help me take this dress off please.”

Yuta zips your dress down slowly and laughs, his steamy breath hits your lower back, making you shiver. His hands run over your sides before he pecks a light kiss on the place you felt a nasty bruise forming at.

You fidget, not because it was painful, but because you truly didn’t expect the affectionate gesture from him. It makes your heart weak.

“Well there goes our brilliant plan of seduction.” He whispers against it while looking up at you.

You smile to yourself. “Hmm not exactly.”

Yuta drags the dress down over your bottom, his fingers pressing into the soft skin of your thighs carefully..purposefully.

“What do you mean by that?” He raises an eyebrow. He then grips your ankle and takes it out of your heel and you’ve never felt more like a princess.

“I’d say I seduced at least one man tonight.”

Yuta chuckles. “Is that so?”

He stands up straight.

You hesitate because you’re not confident that Yuta feels the same way after tonight. It was just a mission and you two swore to hate each other, but what was this tension between you?

With your back still facing him you whisper “They’re yours to unwrap tonight.”

You can feel his warmth over you, you feel his staggered breathing and his delicate fingers playing with the ribbons on your thong. His other hand snakes its way up your abdomen to cup your breast for a moment. He then begins to play with the ribbon of your bra while you exhale shakily

But he won’t do anything, he won’t unwrap the bow and make love to you like you so desperately want him to.

“Hmm..if this is all you have to offer, I don’t need it.” He teases and turns away.

Your chest falls and you flick your head to him in disbelief.

“What?!”

He sits down on your couch and spreads his arms across it. You fight the urge to smack the smirk off of his face. Here you were on full display in a $300 lingerie set for him and it still wasn’t enough.

“Listen..lace is nice and all, but what makes you think I haven’t seen it already?”

You scoff. “You know what, forget I even said anything!” You march to your room and start to take your garter belt off, but he walks in after you and spins you around. He kisses you suddenly and deeply for the second time tonight, turning his head as his arms hug your back.

You bring your body closer to him, but he still doesn’t bring your pelvis to his like you quietly begged him to.

He drags the straps of your bra down and begins to kiss along your jaw and then your neck.

You whimper quietly as to not inflate his ego, but the truth was, his lips felt amazing on your heated skin. 

He continues down to the tops of your breasts, but doesn’t lower your bra. Instead, he resumes kissing your lips and running his hands down your back.

He pulls away to breathe and looks into your eyes while licking his lips. “You should get some rest and take care of your side.”

Your mouth falls open as your brows furrow.

He walks back out of the room and gathers his things.

“You bastard! Do you want me to beg? Why do I even try? I hate you! Ugh!”

“I love you too, honey. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He says in a mockingly sweet tone and closes your front door.

You fall into the bed and exhale loudly.

———

The next day, you received a knock on your door around 2.

You grabbed your gun and held it beside you before looking through your peephole.

It was a delivery man, but your enemies often dressed up as them so you didn’t open your door.

Your phone buzzed. 

*Text Received*

Yuta: You should open the door.

You stared back at your screen in confusion. How did he know that you received a package?

But you did as he said and took the package inside.

When you opened it you found a gorgeous purple, pink, and baby blue rhinestone bra and panty set. In the center of the bra and panty was a butterfly. The piece was magnificent and unlike anything you’d seen before, but you hadn’t ordered it. Then you looked at the gift note attached.

May fate bring us together again one day so I can see you in this. That ass is a present and I’d love to unwrap it.

Love, 

your incredibly hot and sexy husband, 

Yuta

“One day? What the hell is he talking about?”

Just then your phone rang and it was Haechan.

“Good afternoon, Agent 73, Ren is telling us everything we need to know. I’ll let you know when we have another job for you, Standbye...”

“Haechan, wait!” You paused. “I’m sorry, sir, Yuta and I didn’t complete our mission last night, Ren-“

“-was brought in this morning by Yuta himself, were you not there to be of assistance?” Haechan asks intimidatingly.

“Oh no…I’m sorry, yes I was there.” You lied to save yourself from Haechan’s scolding.

“….okay so..good job, now you and Yuta can go back to living separate lives. The good news is you didn't kill each other and Agent 44 is now responsive and out of the ICU. Agent 73, I’ll call you soon, standby.”

You hung up and stared at the last text Yuta sent you.

You quickly texted him back.

You: what did you do? How did you capture Ren on your own? Why didn’t you wake me up?

*message failed to send*

“Of fucking course”

Now that the mission was completed, neither of your phone numbers were valid. You had no connection to Yuta.

The truth was Yuta went back to the mansion after he left you. He was pissed that Ren hurt you and took matters into his own hands. He was so angry, he couldn’t bear to wait another day. So he followed him home, snuck into his room and beat the shit out of him when he was alone. He then tied him up and snuck him out of his place through some nearby bushes.

Ren was much bigger than him, but his training allowed him to easily restrain and carry him.

It was all for you at this point, he didn’t give a damn about the mission. Someone hurt you and he had to make sure they paid. Yuta had deep feelings for you, for you quickly attacked his heart with the first smile he ever saw gracing your beautiful face. 

Sadly, you didn’t know his affection ran this deep and he wasn’t sure if you felt the same way. 

You sat down on your couch and looked at the box while sighing. “Damn it, I really hate this guy.” But the truth was you didn’t. You liked him a lot and now that you were back to being alone, you couldn’t help but feel empty. You missed him and doubted that you’d ever see him again. 

It was almost like he was taunting you, leaving you with not only a fond memory of him, but with his grandmother’s ring on your finger as well. You stared at it for a few seconds, debating whether or not to take it off, but for some reason you didn’t.

Yuta was a lot of things, but a stupid man he was not. He planned to track you and keep you on his radar through the ring. He wasn’t sure how long or what he even planned to do with it, but he just had to know where you were in order to feel sane..just until the day you meet again.

Furthermore, the fact that you wore it for days..months after told him you actually did like the idea of being married to him. He closed the tracker app on his phone and stepped into his home in Japan with a smile on his face.

[siriuslysatorusimping]

what does gojo feels whenever he woke up with her beside him? and does she have her own closet in his house or she just wears his clothes when she sleepover?

AHHHHHHHH

THIS IS FROM TWO MONTHS AGO.

IT'S BEEN IN MY DRAFTS AND I'M SORRRY.

AHHHHHHHHHHH I'M FINALLY GONNA ANSWER IT

okay so this question was asked before Shibuya, therefore I will answer it with that in mind.

I will also provide an answer for what he felt when he woke up next to her in All That I Am Is Yours to make up for my tardiness 😬

It is BELOW THE CUT!!!! 😊

If you haven't already, you can read Another Level on AO3 💕

Pre-Shibuya Gojo

Pre-Shibuya Gojo was excited when he woke up next to Rinko. A little giddy, a little hopeful. Kinda wondering if he should nix his plan for telling her and just tell her he loved her. He was still kinda scheming.

So, if we think about the the morning of Shibuya, when he told her it was a lazy day in bed, just think literal idiot in love.

He woke up with her snuggled against his chest, her hair all wild, probably some drool, and he looked down and just felt it in his soul that he was gonna tell her that evening that he was in love with her.

Then, as he waited for her to wake up, he started planning. He was gonna tease her a bit by being a dramatic lil dumbass and make her think that because he'd done something like that before for dumb shit, it likely wasn't important. So he knew she'd think he was just being dumb. He was gonna buy her some Thai food and bring her back to his place and make her cum to make her more susceptible, and then he was gonna tell her he was in love with her and then dodge her knives when she inevitably tried to stab him because she didn't believe him. 😂😂😂😂

As for if she had her own closet at his place:

Nope! She just stole his clothes whenever she stayed over 😂 Or, if she knew she was going to be there for a while, she would bring a bag. So up until now, she's essentially been living out of a duffle bag. But she would still steal his clothes to sleep in and obviously she stole all of his sweaters 😂

All That I Am Is Yours- forward

Now? He's just so fucking happy when he wakes up next to her. He has the love of his life who knows he's in love with her by his side. Better yet? She loves him back.

He's relieved. So relieved when he wakes up next to her.

Because now they can start the rest of their lives. She's still recovering, but she's alive. And she's healthy. And she's safe. And he just wants to let her know even more how much he loves her. He didn't get a chance to really talk to her after she woke up initially because Shoko was doing checks and then she passed out as soon as they got back to his condo, so now he has time to talk to her and tell her he loves her and thank her for loving him. And to tell her that she was the only reason he truly wanted to keep living. That without her, he had no reason to live through Sukuna.

So, when he woke up that morning with her sleeping like the dead next to him because her soul was still regenerating, he just decided, "Fuck it, I'm waking her up and asking her to marry me. She can go back to sleep after she says 'yes.'"

He then proceeded to think of how he was going to ask her without her thinking she was dreaming, so he decided he was gonna have to ask something stupid first. And he also tried to think of all the ways he could act completely ridiculous to make sure she thought he was just being an idiot. Because he knew she'd be irritated at being woken up and he also knew that she was going to think he was dumb 😂

And then he woke her up and felt his heart soar at seeing her irritated, sleepy eyes staring up at him, still filled with love, and he felt it again in his entire soul that he loved her more than anything in the world and wanted to spend forever with her.

So then he acted like the dumb lil horny boi we know and love and did exactly as he planned and then proceeded to remember his breeding kink for a moment near the end 😂😂😂😂😂

-

I HOPE THIS MAKES UP FOR TAKING LITERALLY TWO MONTHS TO ANSWER??? 😬💕💕💕💕

[juniperwoodwell]

Gaze Into His Soul

Paring: Billy hargrove x reader

Word count: 751

Warning(s): Cursing, implications of abuse, Fighting.

A/n: I just started watching stranger things and I'm only....slightly obsessed with Billy, Eddie and Steve lol

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! HOW COULD YOU!? You don't know my pain. You don't know what it's like. So cut the fake sympathy shit; I don't need your pity." His voice went from earth-shatteringly loud to winter's deadly cold. His gaze, once full of bright emotions now dull and broken like a mirror.

A boy lost to the world. His heart was shrouded in darkness, forever broken.

He was shattered for reasons beyond his own understanding, his view of the world forever tarnished by the hand of his father that cruelly placed itself upon his beautiful face.

I watched as his eyes glazed over and his face turned from mine, "Then show me." I reached out my hand to him, an offering of peace and understanding.

"I can't-" His voice shook, and the dam broke; he was quick to wipe away the salty tears from his bruised face and turn his back to me.

"Billy..."

"Don't. Just-...Just leave me alone." His voice found its strength for a moment before It wavered.

"I can't do that. I'd never forgive myself if I did."

 He never ended up telling me everything; when it became too much, he got up and left, angry at himself, his father, and the world. At which, specifically in the moment, I'm not sure. But soon, I'd been a witness to the full extent of his torment.

-When you gaze into the soul of a tormented

heart that mirrors your own, you no longer

feel so alone in this world.-

+

Billy sat on the edge of the tub, and I stood between his knees, gently dabbing a cotton ball over one of his deeper cuts; his hands would squeeze the back of my thighs when the alcohol would sting his sensitive skin. I'd whisper an apology, and he'd shake his head. When I finished and turned to put away the mess I had made, he grabbed my waist, keeping me from moving. I'd asked him what was wrong, but he said nothing.

Friday night, sometime in July, He invited me over to his house, saying that his father and step-mother would be away until late into the night, I was hesitant at first and asked him if he'd prefer to go somewhere else, but he answered with a shrug, saying he had to keep an eye on his sister for the night.

When I first met them, they seemed to be at each other's throats but they...They were closer now. Billy felt a sense of protectiveness over her now, though he never told me why.

Cautiously, I knocked on the door. I didn't have to wait long before it opened to reveal a battered and bruised Billy. "Shit- Baby..."

"I'm alright. Come in." He cut me off before I could even verbalize my concern. When he closed the door behind himself, I turned and reached to touch his face, but his hand gripped my wrist with a force I'd never encountered from him before. "I told you I'm alright. Now wipe that dumbass worried look from your face."

I retracted my hand when he let go; I crossed my arms over my chest as I spoke up. "Don't you dare talk to me that way, Hargove. I will put up with most of your shit, but acting like your father will not fly with me. Got it?" His gaze was sharp, like a knife, and cold as ice.

Reluctantly, he nodded. "Sorry. I'm still cooling down..." He suddenly became more interested in the floor than in looking me in the eyes.

Lifting my hand, I tried again, he didn't flinch or shove me away, but his hand gently wrapped around my wrist. I guided his face back to mine, though he couldn't bring himself to look at me. "Can I clean you up?" I asked softly. A warm tone in my voice was like a blanket he could wrap himself in. "Yeah,"

+

Only his actions spoke volumes of what he needed. His arms wrapped around my waist, tugging me forward so he could rest the side of his face against my chest. My arms wrapped around his shoulders, and my hands nestled into his soft golden curls. No words were spoken, not that they were needed. In moments like this, we understood each other like the sun understands the moon. He needed me, and I needed him.

"I don't know how much more of this I can take.

[echotrinityme]

Unexpected Love Chapter 2: The Start Of A Complicated Relationship

Henry feels like the third wheel whenever he's with Charles and Ellie. He's happy for them but feels lonely watching them act lovey-dovey. So when he sees Calvin walking toward him, his world is about to change. 

"Don't ya get tired watching them?" Rupert asked Henry as they walked to the cafeteria.

Henry nodded as he sighed, Rupert crossed his arms and stared at him.

They got to the cafeteria and got their meal. They found a table and sat down. 

"I'm happy for them, really, but..." Henry paused. 

Henry looked down at his meal while Rupert was drinking water, Rupert put down his glass and noticed Henry was looking rather... sad.

"But?" Rupert said, waiting for Henry to respond.

"I just wish they could, you know, tone it down a bit?" Henry finished.

"And I thought I was the only one who was annoyed by their antics,"

Henry chuckled while shaking his head, they went back to eating and talking. While Rupert was eating, Henry felt eyes on him. He looked around the cafeteria but found no one was looking at him. Henry went back to eating and finished his meal. 

Henry and Rupert parted ways as they went outside.

Henry decided to walk into the woods to get rid of some calories he had gained or burned. Henry wasn't fat or anything, he was thin as a toothpick. He does have some girly curves which have him been noticed by everyone including certain people. Henry does use his curves to his advantage. 

Before he joined the government, he decided to use disguises to steal money and jewelry. The disguises don't always work but most of the time they did. After he joined the government, he sometimes had to be in disguise and most of those disguises were him acting like a woman. Henry didn't mind at all but what did mind was that some people wanted to get into his pants.

Henry stopped at a clearing and sat down on a huge rock.

Henry got out his phone to look through his photos. He passed photos of his dads, Charles and Ellie, and stopped at an old photo of his ex. Henry was looking at him and someone with blue hair and wearing alternative clothing. Henry bitterly smiled at the photo as the feeling of loneliness seeped through him. It's been forever since he dated and after seeing Charles and Ellie, he's been feeling lonely and left out. 

Henry put away his phone as he heard footsteps coming toward him. Henry stood up as he saw a familiar face and he frowned. 

Calvin Bukowski was the last person he was expecting.

Like everyone else, he heard what happened between Charles and Calvin. And he wasn't happy about it. 

Calvin stood in front of Henry and Calvin awkwardly smiled at Henry.

"What do you want?" Henry asked as he crossed his arms. 

Calvin blinked then he avoided meeting Henry's eyes, Henry tapped his foot impatiently.

"I asked you a question, Calvin," Henry asked again, annoyed.

"Shit!" Calvin thought, "This is not what I had in mind!"

Calvin was sweating bullets and was trembling. Earlier, he was prepping himself on how to ask Henry out. He practiced so many times and now, he was failing.

Henry saw Calvin looked nervous and that confused him. He knew Calvin wasn't a big fan of him and vice versa. They hardly talk and hardly see each other. Henry had been a victim of his and his brother's pranks. Henry hated the teleporter and Calvin gave him the teleporter as a 'gift' but that didn't end well.

"Hey, idiot!" Calvin's inside voice shouted to him, making him jump a little, "He's angry! Say something dumbass!"

Henry raised an eyebrow at Calvin, he saw Calvin was having a nervous breakdown. Henry didn't know what to say or do, he was bad at socializing. 

"Ugh, look, I gotta go," Henry started walking away and Calvin panicked some more.

"He's getting away you moron!" Calvin's head exclaimed, "Say something!"

Calvin was looking around as he saw Henry leaving the area, he was mumbling and then it hit him. 

"WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME!" Calvin shouted.

Henry stopped as he was about to leave the clearing, he turned around in shock as he stared at Calvin. His mouth was agape and his eyes were wide. Calvin sheepishly smiled as he held out his hands, Henry blinked in confusion. 

"What?" Henry questioned as he narrowed his eyes.

Calvin cleared his throat as he crossed his arms, "Will you go out with me?" he repeated, with a bit more of a gentle tone. 

Henry stared at Calvin for a few minutes, Calvin was patiently waiting for Henry's response.

"All I need to do is wait for him to say yes and the revenge plan will start," Calvin thought happily.

"No,"

Calvin blinked in confusion as he was pulled out of his thought process, he glanced at Henry.

"What?" Calvin questioned.

"No," Henry answered, "I will not go out with you,"

"Oh no... This is not going to plan," Calvin thought.

"Why?" Calvin asked.

"Because I know you don't like me and vice versa, and I know you still have feelings for Charles," Henry explained, "So I don't want to go out with you,"

Henry left Calvin without letting Calvin respond to him.

Calvin stared at the spot where Henry was just at.

"What just happened?"

Things were the same for the next couple of weeks for Henry, Charles, and Ellie.

Henry, Charles, and Ellie were hanging out in their living room. They were watching a movie on TV and the trio was on their sofa. Charles had his arm around Ellie's waist while Henry was sitting next to them. They had snacks and drinks to enjoy the movie. The movie they were watching was an action movie involving helicopters and special agents going after villains. The movie was fun... until Charles and Ellie started making out. Henry sighed as he got up and turned off the movie. 

The movie ended and was now playing end credits so it was fine.

Henry left the lovebirds alone and went to his room. He picked up a book and put on his noise-canceling headphones. While he was reading, his mind went to Calvin. 

After Calvin asked him out, he was thinking about it.

Why? He's not sure. 

He had so many questions.

Why did Calvin ask him out? Doesn't he still have feelings for Charles? Also, they hate each other.

Henry's head started to hurt from all these questions his head was forming, he closed his book and lay down on his bed looking up at the ceiling. Henry kept staring at the ceiling when the feeling of loneliness came back and he frowned. He hated this feeling and hearing and seeing Charles and Ellie as a couple made him feel like a third-wheel and miserable. He shifted to his side and closed his eyes.

Maybe going out with Calvin wouldn't be so bad.

[egoistars]

FIRST KISS pjsk

what ur first kiss was like with the future world star

writing + hc ：crack, mentions of blood, tsukasa tenma is a DUMBASS (affectionate)

TSUKASA TENMA

you hid your mouth with your palm as you let out a long yawn after walking through phoenix wonderland to go home with your bff forever tsukasa. the sun was beginning to set, red and orange hues washing through the stray clouds like strokes of vibrant watercolor as they bled into the purple of night.

it seemed that the blond had just finished a musical solo on stage as his fellow crew members were clapping for him, sitting in the front row of the wonder stage. tsukasa heavily panted, a proud smile on his face while his hand was placed on his chest.

"[name]! you just missed the best part!"

"best part as in you running off tempo like four times?" nene muttered, getting a laugh from you and an faux offended face from tsukasa.

"whoops. i guess i'll have to visit another time and see for myself."

"OH! RIGHT! i haven't even explained to you the plot to this months show!" tsukasa excitedly dragged took your hand and dragged you with a disgusting amount of force ( how the hell did some lame ass like him have this much strength? you don't know ). "so basically, i, prince pegasus the eighteenth of the rainbow kingdom comes face to face with a rebellion from my people because the fairy dust st industry has been failing and very out of character for me, i've done nothing to help. can you believe that?!"

"that must be so humbling for you," you teased. "about time."

"what the hell?! anyway, turns out the head fairy, played by nene, does not have enough musical power to produce fairy dust from her singing because music has been lacking amongst the fairies! and emu, who's part of the rebellion, demands that my royal orchestra play for the fairies and in the end, the kingdoms fairy dust is restored and BAM! happily ever after!"

"goddamn how many plots does rui pull out of his ass?"

"...is that a compliment?" tsukasa blinked.

"don't worry about it," you quickly divert, causing tsukasa's mouth to momentarily open in protest, but quickly close. "you should sing something from the play for me. i want to hear what you guys wrote."

"HAHA! anything for my loyal fan."

"on second thought, i'm leaving."

"wait! stay! i'll sing!" he yelled after you. clearing his through twice before quickly running through a scale to warm up.

the song was a soft ballad, the lyrics written witj poetic artistry, portraying the feelings of a prince with regret. this song seemed to take place during the emotional climax of the play where tsukasa's character snaps out of his arrogant and selfish state of mind, realizing how much his people are suffering and begins to break. you've always admired how well tsukasa portrayed extreme emotions in his acting and if you were any meaner, you'd say he reminds you of those shitty tiktok povs where you have a limited amount of farts or something but being the best friend you are, you kept your mouth shut.

the song came to an end and this time, it was you who had their mouth dropped open.

"holy shit i could make out with your voice right now."

his brain SHORT CIRCUITED

smth up there fried and died right in the moment

my boys eyes went blank and stared at you for a good minute before he literally FLUNG his tall ass body at you and crashed his head into yours

man was in autopilot

you thought you broke your nose

your lips hurt but hey!!! shut up!!! stop complaining!!! future world star is literally kissing(?) you be grateful

but bro he was passionate

eyes squeezed close, sucking the hell out of your lips

he doesn't know how to kiss

tsukasa is not a star, he is a black hole trying to swallow you whole starting from your lips

you were planning to contact true crime podcasts for a new case

he only pulled back after he felt smth warm dripping into the kiss and turns out his nose was bleeding 🧍‍♀️

you laughed in his face

bro was too embarrassed to care and ran away like the pussy he is to shove a tissue up his nostril

dw u kissed him later but properly

tsukasa now has a note in his phone titled "days since i kissed [name] and how idk where our relationship lies: 1"

"i'm impressed you were able to kiss them but not ask them out. that's kinda funny tbh. loser behavior" - rui in the wxs groupchat later

[potatoetree]

Uesd incorrect-quote-generator and these are my favorites!

Scar: I've met a lot of pricks in my time, but you, Grian , are a fucking cactus.

Grian : You've got to act tough, Mumbo ! Show 'em you can't be pushed around! Show 'em they can't mess with you!

Mumbo : Right. Yes. Tough. Got it.

Mumbo , standing up on their stool and slamming their hands down on the bar: I'LL TAKE A CHOCOLATE MILK.

Mumbo : Talk dirty to me~

Scar: The dishes.

Mumbo : Wh-

Scar: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

Scar: Why would you do that?

Mumbo : Because I feel guilty.

Grian : Guilt is a trick emotion. It’s put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good.

Grian : Met a dumbass today. Awful.

Scar: You looked in a mirror?

Grian : Someday you will have to answer for your actions and god may not be so merciful.

Mumbo : Grian -

Grian : *sighs* Scar used to call me Grian ...

Mumbo : ...Because it's your fucking name.

Scar: Something’s off.

Mumbo : Maybe you’ve finally developed human emotions and feel bad for hurting people.

Scar: No, but that’s funny.

Mumbo : Did you buy eggs like I asked?

Grian : Even better!

Mumbo : What the fuck did you-

Grian : *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.

Scar: Grian , my old friend!

Grian : I think you tried to kill me at some point.

Scar: That was obviously just my way of getting to know you.

Scar: If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple "thank you" is all I need.

Scar: Not all this "how did you get into my house" business.

Scar: Knock, knock.

Grian : Who's there?

Scar: Boo!

Grian : Boo who?

Scar: Why are you crying?

Grian : I'm not crying.

Scar: Hello notcrying, I'm Scar.

Mumbo : Time freezes for everyone but you one day. What do you do?

Scar: Oh… I’d mildly trouble everyone.

Mumbo : Alright, so what would you do?

Scar: I’d shave a one-inch thick line in every thick beard I saw.

Scar: I’d twist all the lightbulbs just a little bit so no one would know when they aren’t working.

Scar: I’d make every wing on girls eyeliner just a little bit higher than the other one.

Scar: And I’d tie everyone’s shoelaces together.

Scar: And then lastly, I’d snip a little hole in every tea bag.

Mumbo :

Mumbo : Remind me to never allow you to have power.

Scar: You think that’s cringe? Moms around the world wait 9 months just to end up naming their kid Grian .

Grian : Hey, fuck you.

Mumbo : Everyone knows that Santa is an invention designed by the big five corporations to sell tinsel and video games to an unsuspecting public.

Grian : The whole “childhood wonder” stage just blew right past you, didn’t it?

Scar: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it.

Scar: Everything will be fine. You have no choice.

Grian : What the fuck kind of pep talk is that?

Scar: Ominous positivity.

Grian : If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.

[imgoingtocrash]

Thoughts on Rebelcaptain & Velcinta: Jyn and Cinta would definitely be best buddies who look at people with their murderous eyes but are big softies with the ones they love. Cinta would tell Jyn the Cassian’s embarrassing stories like girl I can’t believe you’re in love with him and Jyn is like hahah girl me neither- WAIT NO NO NO I’M NOT IN LOVE WITH HIM!!! (the denial era) Meanwhile Vel and Cassian are the ones who try to look responsible and professional but have lots of private jokes between them (and of course Vel loves to tease him with the way he acts around Jyn like hey Cassian can you stop acting like a teenager in love for 1 minute and focus on the job please)

First off anon I am SO HAPPY you came to me with all of these thoughts. People reblogging my post with vigorous head-nodding about Rebelcaptain and VelCinta interactions has been the best. They all live and are happy because we said so, your honor. It’s making me think about the possibilities even more. (If I didn’t have writer’s block for the past year, I’d be writing fic about it, I know it!!!)

My favorite part of comparing these relationships is that they’re similar dynamics but different people.

Like yes Jyn and Cinta are the more obviously violent ones BUT they do it differently! Jyn has never met an explosion she doesn’t like to watch and also start. She CAN be quiet and lethal but that’s not always typical for a Rogue One mission lmao. Meanwhile, Cinta definitely learned the quickest, quietest ways to kill. (Even when those events have definitely impacted her psyche over the years, like the kill she makes in the season finale.)

Jyn will obnoxiously and loudly say I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH CASSIAN SHUT UP to cover her feelings while Cinta is just plainly like “Vel is the love of my life.” and then moves on like YES they’re bonding they’re dishing they’re braiding each other’s hair while discussing blaster models, it’s beautiful!!

Similarly what I cut out of that original post idea because I couldn’t phrase it in a simple way was that I think it would be very fun if, because of how Cassian barged into her life and mission, Vel is competitive as hell with him.

She spent YEARS flitting in and out of the Coruscant world of fake laughs and weird champagne and dealing with her dumbass cousin-in-law’s comments for this Rebellion and Cassian just WALTZES IN and not only helps the mission succeed but instantly kills Skeen for trying to take the loot and leave them for dead. And after spending months trying to find his stupid ass…he willingly joins Intelligence as is an incredibly useful contributor and eventually takes part in an integral mission to the Rebellion’s success. And also he’s kind of great to have as a partner on a mission but it will take her literal years to admit that to anyone willingly.

(This is also a rant she tells to Cinta at some point in the confines of their bunk.)

And from Cassian’s POV he’s constantly trying to prove himself to Vel because of that! She’s been in this fight longer, technically, (Let’s not get into the fanon vs. canon backstory stuff rn for the sake of me keeping this weird fangirl rant straight) and he’s like Hell Yes teach me your spy tricks and also I will never stab you in the back again EVER.

For some reason the scene has come into my head of Vel teaching Cassian some kind of fancy Waltz or whatever for a mission and she’s like If You Step On My Toes Again I Will Stab You but also they’re kind of having fun and getting along because spy-ing is what they both do best and creating a cover and all that comes with it is probably their mutual catnip. They’re like…vitriolic buds.

But also…she fell hard for Cinta. Like she wasn’t prepared to find love in the middle of this war and you can see how much she struggles with balancing that and the mission in-series. So I agree, she would probably be like: Cassian. You don’t know how long you have. If you like her just fucking SAY IT. I promise that it’s worth the risk in the end.

And it’s probably the most emotionally honest and personal with him that she’s ever been in their friendship-of-sorts-thing that they have, so he takes it to heart. But also he’s like “You two have been together as long as I’ve known you and you STILL look at Cinta like that, what’s your excuse?” and Vel immediately starts talking about how she she wishes she’d dropped his ass into the dirt when they met, he’s SUCH a pain. 🙄

The way I don’t think the actual series will do this for them and I just pulled all of this out of my butt but I love the idea of it…yeah. That’s a nice little dynamic thing we’ve got going here. It’s so much fun to think about. I love it. 🥹

[kafkaquene]

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"What did you catch her for, you idiot?!?"

"She has been with the Stellaron Hunters especially that guy named Blade." "She must be really important to him."

"We can use this woman to catch him." I heard that he has quite the bounty! It can be a gift to these people while having good money for us!"

In a haze, The voices of two men sounded in your ear.

"Your hands were tied behind your back. The thatch poked through my clothes, and the dampness made it very uncomfortable.

"If he really cared about this woman, would he really keep her with him this whole time and let everyone know that she is his weakness? If so, I wonder what other weaknesses the other hunters have."

"Well.. This woman is a decoy he randomly bought years ago to deceive losers like you and find out who's really against Elio. Your dumbass wanted to work both sides, and you betrayed them. Now look at us. "No money, no shit."

Even though you knew full well that these men were telling the truth, you were just a decoy.

Your heart still ached when you heard these words.

"What's done is done. We can't let this woman live. Thinking about it, she did ruin our lives."

"You motherfucker. Sooner or later, Blade, that bastard will know what you did. He won't be easy on us. We might as well drag her down with us."

"We've only just taken her away. Blade won't be that quick."

The sound of a knife being drawn out made you grit your teeth and shudder. But you had already cut the rope with a blade hidden in my sleeve. As the footsteps approached, you waited for the right moment.

Even with your eyes closed. You could still see that man's face and his cold eyes..

But will Blade be sad if you are gone? ..

"Ah, death is really a blessing, but not now, at least for you. Don't say you have no hopes and dreams. Hope is the most precious thing in this world."

"You want to follow a path, huh? Want to come with me?"

No, you can't die here.

You were ready with the knife you had hidden. You didn't care even if these men were going to die. You didn't care. You wanted to live.

But before you could act, someone acted first.

You heard a 'cling' like some sharp object pierced through the glass and nailed to the wood plank. The sudden, startling wail made your heart clench.

"Keep your eyes shut. Kafka will untie you."

!!!!

The cold command was followed by constant shrieks. Then there were a series of moans and the sound of bones breaking and twisting. You could hear Kafka's giggle. With your eyes closed, you curled your body into a ball, fearing it was just a dream.

"Y/n.. Calm down.. We are here, don't worry." She was going to untie you. but realised that it was cut off.

"Hm..Blade did teach you a lot."

"Are you done?"

"Back already? I wanted to crack some bones too."

"Later, I tied them up." Let's bring them to Elio."

"I can take care of that; you take care of her."

Before you spoke, you felt someone carry you in a damp and warm embrace tinged with a cold blood scent.

You opened your eyes in a daze. In this gloomy thatched hut was an eye-catching, black-haired man.

There was a hint of anger in those red eyes.

"Is this not a dream?"

"Eh? Do you often dream of me?"

You didn't say anything, and he carried you out of the room. He suddenly paused.

As you lowered your gaze to find that a man was clutching at the end of his pants.

"Please have mercy!"

He turned a deaf ear to the man's pleas and the whispers of the on lookers. With a stride of his long leg, the man fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, a group began to take these men away. Whatever happens to them, you don't care.

"Should I..?"

"Hold still.." His voice was filled with impatience. You blinked and stayed quiet.

Blade gave a slightly sarcastic smirk at the men kneeling on the floor.

"You!! I won't let you off even if I die."

"Hm. I doubt it." A little persuasion won't hurt, right, Mr. Vex?'

Kafka said she would take care of them from here on out.

.Curses reverberated behind us while the sound of a strong, steady heartbeat quietly beat away in my ears.

Blade is a bit different from the others. No one knows what he's thinking. but he is a bit friendly with Kafka and Silverwolf. Even to the fact that Kafka calls him bladie.

You did try to call him that once but once you did. You got pinned to the ground..

It's a long list of mixed relationships with him..You never knew what kind of a person he was to you..he was someone special. But what kind is it?

You told him to stop carrying you.AT first he didn't care but finally he let you stand on the ground

"Are you hurt?"

You could feel him pause for a moment before walking forward again. It was only for a split second.

"no"

"Your hand it's bleeding..."

"I will take care of this just come on now."

Well as you looked at the sky. You remembered something years ago.

You reached out your arm, trying your best to catch that flying away from you.

The man behind you tightened the collar at the the back of your neck. The only thing left in your blurred vision was the muddy photo stamped with shoe prints.

"No.....no....."You cried out. you ran towards the photo the photo is really old and the only memory you have of him.

The photo is ruined the faces your old friends expect you got erased.

Due to your curse. you forgot most of the memories you spent with your 'lover' due to your friend. Due to this you ran away from there and now you just act like a normal citizen..

but it's hard...you wanted to eat something at a shop. A man stole something and blamed it on you. the man holds the back of your shirt.

Like freedom beyond reach. You kept striving to break free while rotting away. The world was covered with a thin film. The insults and curses behind were pushed away and became cold background noises.

Suddenly, a pair of delicate leather shoes stopped next to the photo, before it was picked up.

You blinked slowly. you saw a young man with red eyes and black hair.

the young man looked about your human age. His red eyes captivated my gaze.

his eyes remind of someone you know. Someone who was close to you.

"Stop zoning out!" When you were pulled back to reality by the pain,someone else screamed.

The force that constrained you suddenly disappeared, making you fall straight to the ground. You tried your best to look up and found that the blacked haired young man had already walked over, twisting the man's wrist with one hand, turning his gaze from the photo in his hand to me.

"Do you live at the house in the east?"

You stared at him numbly and was loss for words for a second.

"Answer me."

"Yes. I stayed there for a year now."

Your answer seemed to brighten up the young man's eyes for a moment because of your answer before they became distant again.

He tossed the man to the side, lowered his gaze, and wiped the mud off the photo then he crouched down and handed it to you.

"You are a immortal being, aren't you? Anyway will only ask you once. want to come with me??"

You stared at him in shock. the roar in the world came to a halt, leaving only the young man's voice and the sound of my heartbeat.

".... Sure.."

As soon You replied you were swept up in an embrace like a shattered snowflake.

the scent of blood was all mixed together. As you dozed off, his voice sounded in your ears.

"From now on. you are mine."

"I am Blade."

"I am y/n."

"Well. What do you do?"

He smirked and told you will see.

you closed your eyes.

You opened your eyes and turned around to see Blade unconcernedly reading the newspaper on the sofa.

It was just a mermory.....

I thought he will be with the other hunters.

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Staring at his side, the dream you just had made you a little disoriented. You had been with him for this long already.

Back then, he brought you, healed your injuries, and taught you all sorts of things.

But more importantly, you actually have two friends, Kafka and Silver Wolf.

But Blade was the most ruthless and sharp, like a blade. You witnessed him expand from what he was to what he is now on his own in just a few years.

"I know you're awake; get up and eat."

His words interrupted your thoughts. Blade didn't look up and slowly took a sip of his tea. As soon as he frowned, you immediately got up from the bed.

Food was already laid out on the wooden table. The temperature was perfect, neither too hot nor too cold.

The person who prepared these clearly carefully calculated the timing. You surveyed the man sitting on the side from the corner of your eye. You were puzzled when you saw his teacup on the side.

"Is that Dragon Well Tea not ready yet?"

"It's poisoned. Which will ruin the taste."

You almost chocked on the spring roll in your mouth. You sighed in your heart when you looked at his calm face.

Ah, his hand...

You walked to the cabinet and took a first aid kit to bandage his wound.

"I won't die."

After hearing the expected answer, you picked up his hand and started to bandage his wound. After doing that.

You then sliced some apples to give him something to eat. He didn't care. You then held the apple close to his mouth.

He didn't open his mouth and simply glared at you.

"Don't glare at me. I'm not scared of you."

Saying this, you held the apple piece closer to his mouth. Probably your fearlessness had persuaded him, he finally opened his mouth.

You smiled gladly and turned around to continue enjoying your spring rolls when a cold hand wrapped around your waist. The incense burned quietly as a soft sigh and familiar warmth flooded towards you from behind.

"You don't blame me for using you as bait?"

He squinted, and the thin sunlight on his long eyelashes didn't seem to bother him.

"You taught me that there is no such thing as a meaningless trade. You bought me, so my life is all yours."

"How loyal."

The man behind me slowly opened his eyes, which were full of tease and scrutiny.

"Well. It's been a long time since I set foot in Xianzhou Luofu. I was going to the temple to get a peace charm, like i had done in previous years when I was young. I planned to escape myself and never thought I would give you any trouble."

He probably didn't trust anyone. But even so, you still tried to explain everything. The cold fingertip stroked through your neck and wrapped a strand of your hair around it.

"How many years have you been with me now?"

"...5 years?"

"Hm, you are right."

It began to get alarming.

"Do you want to leave?"

He suddenly laughed, with only mockery and melancholy.

"I think you will be fine by yourself."

And with that, he stood up. The sudden drop in temperature somehow made you feel cold at the height of summer.

"If you want to go. I won't stop you. Leave before next week." Blade left after saying this, leaving you in a daze by yourself.

"I just came, and he already did it."

"Kafka??"

"Yep... I did listen—sorry for earspouting—but he was acting a bit too much. " I've never seen him blaming himself so much."

"I don't know anymore. Why does he act like this?" He is the only one for whom I still don't know how I feel. With you and Silver wolf, I can call you my friends, even though this is just a business relationship."

"First of all, you aren't a business partner. You have nothing to do with us. You just stick with blade all the time. Besides, we were the ones who started to talk with you. you You're actually a good person. I like being friends with you."

"Thank you. Kafka"

"That's seemed to cheer you up. Now, time for questions."

"Wha-"

"Do you feel safe around blade?"

You were surprised by her question, but you knew the answer.

"I do feel safe around him."

"Straight answer, no bullshit. I think I already know what decision you are going to take, btw."

You didn't listen to most of what Kafka says.

You were more bothered about something else than him suddenly throwing you out.

Are you going to be trouble for him?

"You aren't a trouble to anyone." Blade can handle more than you think, but I do know what's wrong with him. I will give you a hint: I think his weakness is a bit more visible now.

"Weakness??? what? but he seems fine."

"Just a theory, honey... But still, it's up to you. In your closet, there is a bag. You can take your clothes and leave or stay with us in this hellhole. If you stay, you know what type of person he is to you."

Saying that she left...

leave?? or stay. If you leave, you can find the man you loved, but did he ever love you?

But if you stay, then you have to fall into the abyss, along with these destiny slaves. and then blade to you. He's

Deep in the night, outside the dark room, you tiptoed with your bag. Faint noises from powerful

Fists and stomps sounded from within the room.

Blade would be here alone every night and never let anyone come near. But hidden in the dark, this was a moment with Blade you could secretly enjoy.

As usual, you peeked through the window gap.

Inside the room, Blade had no shirt on. His whole body was always covered in bandages. His movements were swift, fierce, and stronger than usual, as if he were venting his emotions.

His front hair was already straddling the corners of his forehead. Sweat dripped slowly down his jaw and across his muscular, heaving chest.

He stood where light and darkness intersected, with half of his face hidden in the darkness.

Blade stood still, seeming to be waiting for something. The next second, those red eyes locked firmly on you through the window gap.

"!!!"

You quickly ducked and crouched down.

"...Come in."

"I will only say this once. If not, I will have to carry you here."

Hearing his slightly stern voice. You stood up, pushed the door open with your head down, and didn't dare to go any closer after one step in.

"You aren't normally this cowardly."

"You knew all along?!? Then how come you never told me to leave before."

"Because I didn't want to."

You jerked your head up and found him already standing in front of me. His searing body seemed to cross the few inches between you and set you on fire.

"I-I haven't come to peek today. I just."

He lowered his gaze and swept his eyes past the bag behind you. The smile that appeared on his face was tinted with mockery.

"If you're here to say goodbye, there's no..."

"I want to stay here."

You held your breath and didn't miss the fleeting surprise in his eyes.

"I have decided this myself. I want to stay here with you."

Blade looked down at you with his deep eyes. A swift breeze skimmed past your ears, and then his hand propped against the door frame behind you.

"What? Are you crazy? You almost died today because of us. and you always seemed to be on guard. and I forced you to come with me."

Facing the aggression, you tried your best to keep your head up and not avert my gaze.

"I never once thought you forced me to come with you." I always gave it a long thought, and I always wanted to stay by your side. Second, if I leave, these people might come for me again. I can't fight anyone... because...

He looked at you firmly.

"You were there always. I always felt safe around you, and because of that, I didn't worry about my life. So I...I still need you in my life."

Before you could finish your words, Blade suddenly grabbed your left wrist while extending his leg. Just as you lost your balance, his left arm instantly held your waist, while his right arm once again locked your wrist from the front.

When you came back to your senses, you found yourself being pressed against the floor. The bag was flung to the side.

"You think I'll help you? Just because you want me? What kind of relationship do we even have?"

He slightly lowered his gaze. His chest brushed against yours. You gasped softly as your whole heart was completely overwhelmed by his scent. you tried to lift your wrists and legs, but you weren't strong enough to move the man above you.

"In that bag is the money I saved for all these years." I am willing to buy your assistance for me."

"I don't want that money."

"If you take this money, I basically paid for your assistance over these years and am willing to buy some more time. I still don't know how to say if. Our relationship.. You care about me, but when I start to think we are much closer than before, you just say stuff like this."

You placed your hand on his chest. As you trembled. and the other hand caressed his hair. His body heat, which could be felt, made your fingertips burn.

The next week, he mentioned.

Was on the same date we met. You heard someone cursing him to death.

All you wanted for him was to be safe and sound.

"I think I know what your problem is."

"I don't think you know anything. and patting my head while tracing my chest, "What are you up to?"

The hot breath that blew on your face mixed with yours in the hot air.

"Whatever, continue it."

"Huh?"

"I said you can do it." I don't mind if it's you."

You blushed and continued doing it. You could clearly feel his muscles tighten under your fingertips.

"Blade."

He was just silent about it. His silence was a good sign for you to speak more.

"I think we both have to bond a bit more."

"Why is that?

"You clearly don't want the money, yet you push me away. Our relationship is just not clear to both of us. You've never seen me as a friend or anything. If you've always called me "yours," then doesn't that mean something else? You don't have to answer. I am willing to find out that answer, even if you are willing to cooperate or not."

"You seemed to like my embrace, so... we can stay a bit if you like." You smiled at him.

Seeing your smile, he snorted disdainfully, but the moonlight that sneaked as illuminated the faint smile in his eyes.

"You are right."

"Are you just going to write off my 5 years like this with that money?"

"You haven't even seen how much there is."

"I don't care."

His face came near your neck.

"Should I settle it now or later.

His whispers made you flinch a bit.

"Humans have many weakness...even if they are immortal huh?"

"Starting from eyes then their lips down to the throat and there is the heart."

His fingertips continued downward as he whispered, causing you grab his hand.

"What?? Don't hold my hand. When I am doing something"

"I gave you a chance to leave."

"But you refused."

a few minutes have passed.

"Can you wear some clothes?"

"I'll wear whatever I want."

You pushed him as you fled from the room when you saw that hint of. Something in his eyes.

"Run run where you want, I will catch you anywhere You go."

"I am just going to the restroom stop being dramatic."

no..you were going in your room to sleep alone...he needs to stop mocking you. You didn't want to admit but you too were in that mood. He ruined it.

i am writing a part 2 also stay tuned.

[brineffxiv]

Tell them the truth about the Warriors of Light, they said.

It'll be best coming from you, they said.

...Is it too late to mention I get stage fright?

Ardbert, Brendan, Renda-Rae, Lamitt, and Nyelbert were true heroes possessed of uncommon compassion and virtue who didn't set out to save the world, but did anyway. They were used by sinister forces to trigger the flood and gave their lives to stop it happening, and when that didn't work they gave their souls as well. Ardbert additionally spent over a century trapped in a solitary hell for reasons he didn't understand (and believe me when I finally get a chance to speak with Hydaelyn we will be Having Words about that) before sacrificing himself to save me, personally, as well as the world in general, again. So stop treating them like villains, you hear?

Now there's an imposter running around and....

...He's here!

Faker! Imposter! Where's the blood on your axe you fraud! Too-perfect facsimile!

Poor Alphinaud and his phobia. It's a good thing he couldn't see the real Ardbert when he actually was a ghost.

Liar liar pants on fire.

Oh thank goodness I'm not falling for this shit.

Oh shit, well that cat's out of the bag.

Uh. Er. Well, he's not wrong about that?

...Honestly I cannot figure what this guy's motive is. It cannot be what it looks on his face. He's gotta be sinister in some way... but everything he's saying is... good stuff? Become the hero you want to see in the world and all.

Very good points Urianger. You are the expert on secrets, I trust your instincts.

Oh I forgot G'raha had no way of knowing what Ardbert looked like.

Okay, Ardbert is definitely still part of me. Good to know.

Right, it's like it's his corpse... walking... around...

I've seen this before. Someone showing up, acting close but not quite right, when I know they're dead.

That bastard.

That fucker.

Elidibus you get your ass OUT of Ardbert's corpse this instant!

I swear to Zodiark and Hydaelyn both, I will make you regret this.

I feel like such a dumbass, lol, I should have realized it was Elidibus. He even said he was going to have me killed off by a Warrior of Light. I just. Didn't expect him to mean it quite like this. Himself as Ardbert.

Is that what was going on there? It was the Echo that let us see him? I'd thought he could just be selectively visible if he wanted.

Hey wait, does that mean, at the end of the fight against Emet-Selch, when he asked me to remember, could none of the rest of my friends see him? Since he didn't have a body at the time?

Oh. Oh, I didn't even think of that! Interesting. You're right, I would make an ideal host for an Ascian, if they could actually use me in that way. I wonder why not?

Damn, too bad Emet's not here, I bet he'd tell us. ...I miss Emet.

Yeah, knowing who "Ardbert" really is doesn't clear up any of his plans at all. Presumably he is trying to kill me, but I don't see how recruiting new warriors of light would make that happen. None of these people want me dead, and after what I've done for them I can hardly imagine anything he could do to change that.