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[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet

Chapter Twenty-Six: Busted

Summary- 5.3k. Curtis Everett x Plus!Sized Reader. Everyone is getting together for a dart tournament at Paulie's when everything is derailed before the night even starts.

Warnings- Unwanted attention from drunken men, vicious comments and name calling, fighting, police not taking the situation seriously, talk about Curtis's past and his mental health.

A/N- Thank you so much! Everyone who takes the time to like, share, comment, leave me messages and asks. Especially those who just feel seen in this storyline. You all have all my gratitude and appreciation. (let's be honest, I totally tear up and get all emotional) You all honestly are part of the reason I continue writing and sharing. Special shout out to @what-is-your-plan-today for editing. Dividers made by the talented @firefly-graphics

A/N 2- Is there an award for terrible titles? Cause I should have that trophey.

Chapter Twenty-Five / Masterlist

You, Claude and Yona drove together after getting done at the school for the week, heading straight for Paulie's. The three of you were getting ready in Yona’s car, laughing amongst yourselves as makeup was applied in the car's vanity mirrors and someone played lookout while the other changed in the backseat. While you were doing the finishing last touches on your outfit, Claude was filling you and Yona in about having her first official weekend with Sophia present. You were finishing up your lipstick while in the backseat Yona helped Claude do her hair. “How are you feeling about this weekend?” 

“I’m excited. I have a bunch of games and stuff to do with her. I just… want her to like me being around when she's with her dad?” Claude fretted a bit, glancing out the window while Yona calmly braided her long hair in an intricate pattern. 

“You don’t have much to worry about. Sophia likes just about everyone. Ella and Grey are pretty good co-parents.” You assured her. “What are you doing this weekend Yona?” 

The woman whipped a couple of ties in Claude’s hair, patting on the braids to make sure none of them were loose. “Tomorrow I’m taking Edgar to do some indoor rock climbing.” She grinned in excitement. “He claims he isn't scared of heights and it's something I love doing, so we will see.” 

“Okay, that sounds pretty cool and Yona, are you like a professional stylist?!” Claude was leaning between the seats to look in the rear view mirror at the tight curls of braids Yona made in her hair, her head tilting left and right to check them out. “I would have paid a small fortune for this at a salon.” 

Yona shrugged as if it was no big deal. “I used to do my friend's hair all the time at home. What about you?” 

“Oh, I think tomorrow we are gonna have a game night with Tanya, Timmy, Ella and I think Grey was coming around too with you and Soph?” You asked Claude and she gave a nod confirming it. “Okay, I’m ready to get inside. Are you guys?” Another glance out the window made you catch sight of Curtis’s truck in its usual place as well as quite a few other regulars and out-of-state plates, meaning it was going to be a busy night.

Which you didn’t mind, that meant Curtis would spend some of the time helping Paulie at the bar making great tips and giving you a chance to shamelessly check him out while he was working. It always made some fun flirting and usually sneaking off together much to Paulie's dismay. Claiming his place of business was reputable. 

“I'm ready,” Claude said as she pushed the door open and the three of you piled out of the car to make your way to the front door, where a group of men were just stepping out and headed back to the cars that had out-of-state plates on them. None of you paid any attention to passing the loud boisterous group till one reached out to grasp your arm, stopping you in your tracks with surprise. 

“Where you running off to sweetheart?” He flashed a grin that was supposed to be flirtatious but came off more leering than anything. It made your heart tighten, reminding you so much of Jake’s grin that he flashed whenever he had you cornered. Your eyes widened in alarm as you pulled your arm from the stranger's grasp. 

“No thank you, not interested.” You said to brush him off, going to sidestep around him to re-join Claude and Yona who just noticed that you were no longer with them. You weren’t allowed to leave though, he stepped back in front of you, blocking your way. 

“Come on, I’m just trying to be nice. You could at least give me a smile.” His gaze fell down your body. You felt sick at his gaze, taking in your figure as if he was contemplating how easy you might be. From the gleam in his eyes, he wasn’t thinking you would pass him up. 

“Let me go.” You said calmly, good at hiding the flutter of unease building. 

“Y/N… You all good?” Claude re-joined you, glaring at the man in your path as she hooked her arm through yours, making you both a joint team. 

He sneered at the two of you, his circle of friends coming to enclose the space further cutting you and Claude now off from the door. There were a few cold snickers and the heavy smell of alcohol coming off of them. 

“Yeah, let's get inside, I’m sure Grey and Curtis are expecting us.” You went to lead Claude through an opening between the strangers but that too was cut off. Over their shoulder, you saw Yona take a few steps as if to join you but then dart inside. You were sure she was going for some help. 

In the few seconds all this took place, you felt helpless. It would take too long to grab the pepper spray from the keychain in your jeans pocket and Claude was gearing up to swing a punch, you felt her practically vibrating with anger next to you. “What the fuck is wrong with you guys? Fucking dickheads, MOVE.” She snapped, pushing against one's chest to back them up a step.

He was bigger though, an unmoveable force who she bounced off.

The original prick barked out as he waved a hand towards you. “That’s the problem with the girls around here, ungrateful bitches.” He stepped in closer to you, brushing against you momentarily to make you stumble back, his hands once more catching you to pull you aggressively in while you yelled with alarm, slapping at him while losing contact with Claude. “You should be thanking me for being willing to fuck someone like you.” 

You could have sworn you felt bile roll up your stomach while his liquored breath soured the air you were breathing, panic starting to set in. 

“Let her the fuck go.” Claude yanked at you once more into her hold and you lifted your arm, throwing a punch at the drunk stranger. Your aim fell wildly off its mark but it was enough for Claude to pull you out of his reach and then a sharp roar came up behind them. You only saw a flash of Curtis’s dark face, enraged before he struck. His fist landed firmly against the back of someone's head, pitching them against one of their drunk friends. 

“Get your fucking hands off those girls.” His voice was deep with anger, while he shoved his way between you and them, his fist landing in someone's gut, making them keel over and throw up the liquor. Grey came up to block you and Claude, sending you out of the mayhem while Edgar barrelled out of the bar to help Curtis. Yona followed out right behind him to get you guys inside. 

“Someone has to help them.” You rushed, ready to go right back out but Grey caught you to pull you back into the bar. Paulie was coming out with a bat in his hands muttering to himself as he went to go outside and from the distance, police sirens could be heard. “Curtis and Edgar are outnumbered, Grey.” You said in a panic and he shook his head at letting you go back outside. Claude and Yona went around the back of the bar to search for a first aid kit. 

“Trust me, it won’t last long. Curtis and Edgar are fine.” Grey assured you, catching you from slipping around him. “This isn’t either of their first fights. Just stay, okay? Curtis would ring my neck if I let you back out there. ” He let you go and moved to slip back outside. 

“Fuck, fuck fuck.” You swore, waiting all of ten seconds to burst out of the door following Grey. Several cop's cars were flashing lights and scattered around the parking lot. Officers were dragging both Curtis and Edgar into the back of one of the cars. “Hey!” You dashed down the steps to yet again be blocked by another man. 

A sober cop this time. You glared up at him while pointing to the car you just saw Curtis and Edgar piled into. “Miss, go back inside.” 

“Why the hell are you arresting them!?” Your voice raised in question. “They saved me and my friend from being harassed and assaulted.” 

“By who?” The officer stepped aside to show the majority of the men from before bloodied and being helped up. 

“Them obviously.” You snapped. “That one blocked me from going to the bar and the rest joined in him taunting us. Fuck, he even grabbed me.” 

“Okay Miss, we can take you down to the station if you want to put in a formal statement against them.” 

“You still didn’t answer why you arrested Curtis and Edgar. Why not those men?” 

You could see the flash of irritation at you, another officer coming up to join him. “Miss, please calm down.” 

“Don’t you dare tell me to calm down.” Your arms folded defensively against your chest as you kept pushing for an answer. “Why?” 

“Because Everett and Bell assaulted those men and…” He waved his hands at Paulie’s “Intoxicated.” 

“That is utter fucking bullshit.” You spat out and they narrowed their eyes at you. “Claude and I were attacked first and they haven’t been here long enough to be intoxicated. The guys who grabbed me, they’re the ones that are intoxicated!”

“That’s not your call to make Miss… What is your name?” 

“Y/N.” You snapped out. “When can they be picked up then?” You were raging now at the utter unfairness of what was going on. The men who harassed you were being treated by a few EMTs for what looked like bloody, possibly broken noses. They had all miraculously sobered up enough to put on a decent act. “Yes, I will be putting in a report on them.” You were shaking while you leaned enough to look around the cops. “THOSE ASSHOLES HARRASSED ME.” You flipped them the bird while behind you Paulie came up, bat still in hand. 

“She’s right, I just kicked them out for trying to start a fight.” 

“Yes, we are being told it was more like the other way around. That Edgar and Curtis were trying to start something inside with them and they left.” 

Paulie snorted in disgust while you rolled your eyes at them. “Bullshit, Curtis, and Edgar weren’t doing anything but hanging out at the dartboards waiting on the girls for a game. It’s a tournament night here. This lot took up the slot next to them and started in on them looking for a fight. Kicked 'em out, we all look out for each other here. It was my mistake not checking outside to see who was in the parking lot.” Paulie gave you an apologetic look. “I’m sorry Y/N, if I just followed them out, and made sure they left...” 

You put a hand on your friend's arm, smiling at him to assure him you weren’t upset. “Don’t, you had no idea they would mess with us too.”  

“Well, we will look into it, if you got cameras set up or anything.” One officer offered a way to a solution, the other looked like he wanted to be doing anything other than dealing with you and Paulie. 

“Yeah, I have some covering the front door, it should see everything that happened out here.” He motioned to go inside, the officer following him. That left you with the one who seemed to not give a shit. 

“So, I just have to go to the station to get Curtis and Edgar?” 

“We will still be keeping them overnight.” 

You wanted to continue about how ridiculous it was, but it was clear that was the most you were going to get. Turning away, you went back into the bar to grab your stuff. “They are not letting Curtis or Edgar out tonight.” You informed the group, Yona immediately grabbed her jacket to slip back on. 

“I can drive us over.” She informed. “They were arrested?” 

“Yeah, supposedly for being publicly intoxicated. And possibly assault.” Claude handed you your purse you had ditched earlier. 

“Do you want me and Grey to go?” She questioned worriedly while Grey went to dig out his car keys. 

“No, Grey you probably shouldn’t go if you have had anything to drink or else they will find some bullshit to charge you with.” You sighed in aggravation. 

He hesitated before pulling you aside. “Listen, I don’t know what Curtis has told you, but they might give you a bit of a hard time.” 

“Why?” You frowned while listening. 

“It isn’t the first time he has been arrested for fighting and it’s been quite a while but they don't let shit go.”

“Of course.” You pinched the space between your forehead and nose. “Okay, thanks. I will drop you guys a message later about what's going on.” You waved at Grey, Claude, and Paulie on your way out with Yona. 

That little dark thought lodged in your brain, wondering if Curtis was hiding his previous arrest from you all along, or was it something he simply never thought to bring up? 

Edgar paced back and forth in the cell while Curtis leaned back against the wall, one leg stretched out ahead of him and the other folded closer to him, bouncing now and then with anxious energy. They hated this, both of them but all they could do was wait it out. The likelihood they would be let go tonight was slim. Not with his previous track record. 

His eyes were closed as he pictured the look on your face as you looked up at that asshole blocking your way on purpose. You looked calm at that moment, but he could see how wide your eyes were, shining way too brightly with alarm. He had been intent on just approaching and standing the guy down, already knowing he would back down the second he saw him.

But then the bastard had stepped into your space, purposely making you stumble back in an attempt to keep yourself out of his reach, laid a hand on you and that’s when Curtis was ready to rip the man’s head off. 

Curtis did manage to lay the man flat out with the promise that if he ever laid a hand on you or any woman again, Curtis was going to rip him apart. That was when the cops showed up. Familiar faces from years ago dragging him off and slapping cuffs on him. 

‘Bout time we brought you in again.’

He ground his teeth in aggravation at the memories it dragged up, his eyes slitting to open, watching Edgar pace back and forth muttering about asshole cops. Curtis worried about how you were dealing, were you okay? He knew Claude, Grey, Yona, and Paulie would make sure you were fine, but he just kept picturing your face. Hearing you afterward calling his name as the door slammed on him. 

You looked pissed at that moment and he couldn’t help smiling at that. 

“What are you grinning at?” Edgar stopped pacing and slouched on the bench next to him, still a ball of nervous energy. 

“Just thinking about Y/N giving those officers hell.” 

Edgar laughed then, leaning back much like Curtis was. “I saw out the back window, she was mad. Not like it do us any good, but she looked like she was ready to deck him.” 

“Yeah, she did.” Curtis barked a laugh. “I don’t think I have ever seen her mad like that before.” 

“When do you think they will let us out?” 

“They won’t, not till morning at least. Public intoxication and all that.” 

“Bullshit charge, we hadn’t even finished a beer yet,” Edgar muttered in outrage, glancing around the empty cell. “I hate this.” 

“So do I.” Curtis pushed up to stretch himself out, the bench a hard unrelenting place. He would much rather be in his bed with you, soft, and warm in his arms. “Probably those bastards will just get a slap on their hand and let go too.” 

“Fuck I hope not.”

It was hours later when they were finally let go, served with papers for fines they needed to pay. Charges were dropped against them for assault, much to Curtis’surprise. You and Yona were sitting out in the lobby, both of you huddled in the uncomfortable seats, heads leaning against one another in what must have been an unrestful sleep. Edgar was gentle when he touched Yona, his hand brushing along the side of her face, whispering her name. Curtis squatted in front of your seat, letting his hands slide over yours till your eyes slipped open and you gave him a sleepy smile, sliding forward to hug around his neck. 

“Hey, I didn’t think they were ever going to let you out.” You muttered into the crook of his neck

He squeezed you back assuringly, rubbing at your back. “They like to drag ass over this stuff. You ready to go home?” 

“Please.” You pulled back to let him go and Curtis held you against him a second longer before letting you ease off the seat, pulling himself back up to a stand. In the parking lot, you said goodbye to Edgar and Yona, who were quick to promise to call later to reschedule the missed triple date at the bar but you could tell they just wanted to head home. Neither had gotten a lot of sleep that night. Curtis was relieved to see his truck already there. 

“Grey?” 

“Yeah, he said he had a spare to your house and grabbed your extra keys.” You dug them from your purse to hand over to Curtis. 

Getting in, the drive back to the house was quiet. But not the typical comfortable kind that happened between you two, more like you had something on your mind and it was worrying you, causing unspoken tension. “Did you stay there all night Honey?”

“Hmm?” You turned back towards him just as he was pulling into the driveway, next to your car. “Oh yeah, Yona was set on staying till she at least saw Edgar, and good luck getting me to leave after what happened. Every time we asked to see either of you, they had an excuse not to let us talk to you.” You paused as if collecting your thoughts. “They seemed to not like you. At all.” 

“Mmhh, yeah,” Curtis said, he wasn’t ready to elaborate and you let it die there for now. Instead, you both made your way into the house, yawning loudly as you looked at the time. 

“Good morning, about the time I typically wake up.” You chuckle and Curtis rubbed at his face, making himself go cross-eyed a bit. 

“How about today we nap in bed instead, take a real lazy day?” 

“I could really go for that.” You shrugged out of your jacket and hung it up, offering to take his. 

“Deal, you wanna go get comfy upstairs and I will be up with some snacks?” Curtis offered. 

“I can make you something if you want?” You hesitated at the foot of the stairs, thinking out loud. “I have those veggies diced up and you got eggs, I saw them in there yesterday. I could make us western omelets.”

Curtis shook his head, directing you back towards the stairs. “Nope, I got it. Go shower if you want and get comfy… wear that tee of mine I love so much?” 

You went up a few steps, twisting to face him while still inching up the steps, grinning. “That and what else?” 

“Absolutely fucking nothing.” He gave a feral grin, even as tired as he was and you laughed while finishing going up the stairs. Curtis heard the house's old pipes groan, signaling you started your shower. It gave him plenty of time to get some of the quick easy snacks he had in the house. Grabbing some of Sophia’s granola bars, a bag of your favorite goldfish, his stash of Oreo cookies, and some other randoms he found in the pantry. Then he was sure to make you a cup of your favorite tea with generous dollops of honey to sweeten it to your liking. He took a quick sip, making sure it was how you liked it. 

Curtis finally made it upstairs where his bed never looked so good. Especially with a few of your clothes littered on it from where you undressed to shower. Dropping the snacks at the foot of the bed, he heard you turn the water off, steam flowing from out of the shower. Yanking off his shirt and pants, he walked into the bathroom in his boxers, preparing the tub for himself while you stood at the mirror doing a few last-minute things. 

“There’s a cup of tea on your nightstand Honey.” He brushed a kiss to your still bare shoulder, the towel firmly wrapped around you while you rubbed some of your lotion on your face and down your neck. 

“Thanks Curtis, water should be plenty hot. I was quick.” You smiled at him in the mirror while he shed the last of his clothes and slipped in behind the curtain. 

You finished what you were doing, sure to clean the sink off while listening to the water splash around Curtis, now and then the curtain would move with his movements. You retreated from the bathroom before he finished, crawling up on the bed and letting yourself lean back into the pillows. 

There was a lot to take in over the past several hours. Something you hadn’t let yourself ponder on till now when it was all said and done. You hated the doubt that crept in, the way Curtis had gone after all those men without any hesitation or fear, then Grey making mention that Curtis had been in trouble before. It wasn’t that you thought of Curtis as being violent, not towards you in the least and you had only heard him lose his temper with Edgar at Halloween. But Jake was always such a nice guy until he wasn’t and you never would have guessed that from him. You knew him your whole life, your father and his were partners in their consultation firm. 

But then one day it started and you always allowed it to continue while lying to yourself to be okay with it. As much as you loved Curtis, more than you ever felt for Jake, you couldn’t be that way with someone again. 

Curtis came back out, this time dressed in his plaid pajama bottoms and a faded old tee, ready to crawl into bed next to you. You took an appreciative sip of the tea that he made, letting the warm liquid calm you down a bit more while Curtis slipped into the bed next to you, making a grab for the snacks he had brought up and deposited them on the nightstand, grabbing a couple of oreo cookies and flipping one into his mouth. 

“Thank you for coming to get me at the station Honey.” He finally said, breaking the silence in the room while offering you his other cookie. 

You took it, nibbling on it a second before setting everything in your hands aside. “As I said, after seeing the way those officers were acting, I wasn’t about to leave you there.” 

“They dropped the charges surprisingly,” Curtis admitted while leaning back against the pillows, his hand coming up to your back and tracing patterns in it while he started to relax for the first time. “I wasn’t expecting that.” 

You let yourself sink into the feeling of his fingers on you, making your body slowly loosen from his touch, you were soon easing back and curling up next to him, your hand sliding against his chest while he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into his side. “They had to drop them after Yona and I went down to fill out our reports against that group, Claude will be going in later today, she told me to do the same thing. Between us and Paulie pulling up his security videos, they weren't able to make anything solid stick. Keeping you overnight was just a way to hold you and Edgar for a while longer." You frowned with frustration.  

Curtis tilted forward to press an affectionate kiss to your forehead, scooping you in closer to him.

"It should have never fucking happened. You, Yona, and Claude should be able to walk across a parking lot at any time." 

You felt the tip of his fingers lift your chin so you looked up at him, the sheer concern in his expression, the way his eyes were a wide blue boring into you, you yet again felt foolish over your concern that this man would in any way hurt you. “Curtis…” You twisted to your hip to face him, letting there be a bit of space between you so you could comfortably look at him to talk. "Yes, I was scared at the moment, but I knew you were close.” 

“Mmmh, They will probably just get a slap on the wrist and nothing further than that.” He practically growled and you let your hand raise to smooth the worried lines in his forehead. 

“Unfortunately that is probably gonna be the case. I hope that they learned a lesson in what the word ‘No’ means though. You and Edgar left them quite a few reminders” You let your hand drop once his forehead smoothed out. “But Grey said that you were familiar with the cops picking you up?” You hesitated, not wanting to bring up his past like this, but you had to know. 

Curtis nodded a bit to confirm. “I can’t say the local Duluth precinct and I are on the best of terms. Of course, this was many years ago, but bar fights weren’t an uncommon thing for me.

You stayed quiet, intent on letting him continue with whatever he wanted to share. “As a young man… I was angry? Lost and unsure of myself, my grandparents did an amazing job being my parents. But I was still mad at the world for having never gotten to have that time with my mom and dad, I never got to see Tyler grow into the man he should have been. I had so many what-ifs built in me. Lillian and Wilford tried to help me, but you know when you are young you miss what is right in front of you.” 

“So all this anger, it turned into fighting?” 

“It did, I would get into it with other people. Looking for it I guess would be the best way to put it. It was the only thing that made me feel good.” He glanced at you worriedly but you kept your features neutral. “I don’t know if I’m explaining it right, I was an angry young man. I’m glad you didn’t know me then.” 

“Hey, we all have our shit, right?” You said with a gentle smile. “Keep going, what happened?” 

“I hit rock bottom. Had to spend some time at a minimum security prison. Not long, but it was several months. My Gram came to visit me several times, and my grandfather did a couple of times. But it was easy to see how disappointed he was. I hated it, I was ashamed of how low I went with it. The judge released me and I went to Nam for a more permanent job.” His fingers flowed up and down your arm, making pleasured sensations settle in you, retaining that connection even while you two were separated a bit to face each other. “Sent me to training and I started from the bottom up. Grandpa was retired by then so I worked up to his position.” 

“You must have wanted the change to work that hard Curtis.” You wiggled a bit closer. “Did all those feelings, the anger… they stop?” 

“Um, I channeled them in a new way. Grey and I were friends during this time, he was always trying to get me to go with him to his uncle's gym, just beyond the school called Big Jon Boxing.

When I got out, I finally took him up on the offer. Big Jon taught me some boxing, tossed me in the ring to punch and kick out all those feelings.” 

You half pushed up, leaning on an elbow. “You’re just sharing with me that you can box?” 

Curtis laughed, shrugging a shoulder. “Yeah, pretty good at it too, not to brag.” 

“Do you still go?” You eased down again, now back in his side, curling a leg through his. 

“I haven’t in a while, not since last summer. Grey was telling me Big Jon was asking when I’m coming back.” 

“So since you met me?” You huffed out, making Curtis chuckle again. 

“Well, I also have some equipment down in the cellar for when I couldn’t go. But yeah… I haven’t felt the need to.” 

You smiled a bit to yourself, it was hard not to feel a bit of pride that Curtis didn’t need such an outlet. Your hand slipped under his tee, tracing your fingertips on his belly, sinking into your thoughts. “Would you go back?” 

“Of course, it is like another home, much like Paulie’s is. I just… haven’t. Actually, in light of what happened, would you like to go?” 

“Me? To a gym?” You wrinkled your nose, the idea of it making you wildly self-conscious. Gym’s always felt like a nightmare, all those fit people and then there is you. You tried, in the past. You went to Jake’s gym using his membership. Always when he was at work, not that he ever said anything, but you could tell that he was embarrassed to see you struggling with the equipment. 

“Yes you Honey. We can teach you some self-defense moves in case you ever feel unsafe or have to be alone.” His hand was assuring on your side, all while his belly flexed under your fingertips. You felt him grasp at the back of your thighs, easing you over him till you were straddling him, leaning against his chest till you pushed up to a sit, using your knees folded under you to keep from leaning too heavily against him. Underneath you he looked perfectly relaxed and content, waiting on you to sort through your doubts and fears about going to the gym. “You could knock Edgar out next time he pisses you off.” He smirked at you and you couldn’t help the little amused smile you gave at your friend's expense. 

“So tempting, but…” 

“But what Honey.” His hands slipped up the bare part of your thighs to grasp gently on your hips and ease you to relax against him. “Tell me.” 

“It’s the gym, full of beautiful fit people.” 

“Nah, this is a cool gym. It’s for everyone.” Curtis said. His hands flexed against your hips, making him smirk a bit up at you. “I could buy you all those hot leggings too. All the leggings.” His eyes glinted up at you wickedly, making you feel heat flush your face and down your chest, your heart race in excitement and apprehension. 

“I have leggings already Curtis, you don’t have to buy me more.” 

“I know and you are always fucking hot in them.” He slipped a hand up your back to lightly grasp the back of your neck, pulling you in close for his mouth to find yours, drawing you into a heated kiss as he set out to prove just what he felt when seeing you in those leggings. Being tired completely forgotten when he flipped you to your back and hovered over you, chaining kisses down your neck and working your shirt up while you did the same with his to toss it away for the rest of the day. 

[malulurivers]

Here is a request : Yona could teach her s/o her healing magic.

oh this is adorable!

How Yona would teach her S/O healing magic

Yona would be so patient with you

if it didn’t come easily to you, you can count on her to take her time to explain things from a new angle

I get the feeling that she’s quite good at that, like she’s quite imaginative and can come up new perspectives or analogies that will help you understand the technique she’s describing

regardless of whether you’re a natural or not, she’s going to be so proud of you at every step

she’s quite collected, but she will absolutely suggest treats to celebrate the smallest of victories!

and she will compliment you! it may be a little awkward at first, but as time goes on you’ll get the hang of what she means

she is absolutely a firm believer in taking regular breaks

overworking yourself in trying to do anything, but especially magic, will do you know good and she will not let you hurt yourself in the process of learning

she can be stern when needed so don’t expect her to be lenient with you on that front!

she will keep a close eye on you, especially since she knows magic well and she’s aware of what the warning signs are for someone overdoing it

so if she spots the slightest signs of weariness, she’s checking in with you. if you say you can keep going she will allow it—she trusts you to know what your body can handle!

but if you’re being too reckless with it, she will step in and call for a break (and some lovely refreshments) or even the training off for the day if she’s genuinely worried

she’ll use the opportunity to show you what magical fatigue feels like, though. so there is a silver lining

if you do wear yourself out, she will dote on you

not anywhere near enough to be overwhelming, as it won’t even be in an overt way

she will simply pick things up around you, do small extra tasks before you can ask, and insist that you rest

she likes to be helpful! a little smile when she stacks paperwork for you and whatnot is the sweetest so let her, please!

she will also make sure you’re well fed and well rested as she sees it as very important

supposedly important enough that she will manage to forget to do it herself…

don’t hesitate in reminding her to rest too, and being her to bed if needed! all she needs is a moment to realise how tired she is, and she will follow

she may need a little bit of extra reassurance, that the things she needs to do to help the domain can be done tomorrow. once she realises this though she’ll be out like a light!

you two working together as a team is the best way to get things done! so she believes wholeheartedly that you can learn healing magic as well as her—perhaps even better! all you need to do is do it together

if there’s something that you can teach her, magical or skill-wise, then she’s really interested in trying to pick it up! even if it doesn’t come naturally to her at all

taking an interest in your life is a way that she shows love, and she wants to be a part of it whenever she can

and being a team is exactly what she needs to flourish

overall incredibly supportive and sweet!

don’t push yourself too hard, but she’ll be there to catch you if you do!

☾ ₊ ˚ ✩ ˚ ｡ ☽

masterlist buy me a hot chocolate <3

[m1ckeyb3rry]

AWWW the feeling’s mutual!! Tumblr wavelength besties fr!! Also I think ive mentioned this before but my acc is so barren so even if you followed me you’d be getting a load of nothing LMFAOO contemplating if I should just straight up revamp the account and actually use it for something besides reading and talking via asks but I’m kinda lazy LOL

And FR!!! I just try to stay away from the fandoms and whatever LMAO although I’ll admit I usually see some AITA posts reposted on insta or TikTok and they’re sometimes really entertaining HAHAHA

I’m ngl I think I’m probably also the main perpetrator of the Karasu req feed LMAOOO but definitely!! I think once people see that you actually even KNOW of Karasu they usually assume you’re probably familiar with the other side characters too like eitaken hiori kaiser etc.

I just saw the color page and ego lowk cooking?? I laughed so hard though I saw one post of it and someone commented “who are these nobodies??” And op replied “THE COACHES” LMFAOOOOOOO

It’s actually insane I think we’re just a wonder of the universe between liking the same people and having manifestation powers atp…..but YESS YONA OF THE DAWN>>>> I actually loved it sm that I went and read the manga imagine my disappointment when I found out it was MONTHLY I mean no wonder why the art quality was so good but I kept losing track of when it actually came out shshshshsj no because fandom is DEAD like where’s everyone at???? Honestly yeah considering how well the manga typically does im surprised they haven’t taken the opportunity to capitalize off of it and continue animating it???? What a shame smh

LMAOOO it’s funny because I also had bllk recommended to me by a friend and at first it was really casual but then they were like you should go read so I said ok (little did I know I’d fall down the rabbit hole….tbf I should’ve seen it coming because the same friend told me to read the jjk and demon slayer manga and once I read the manga there’s no going back LMAOO)

You’ll always be the OG Karasu nation ceo and founder!! Truly no one else doing it like you do!!! Actually I’m kinda worried about his fanon version because from what I’ve seen people already throw him into the same boat as kuroo from hq and according to what I’ve seen the mischaracterization is WILD it’s like your typical fboy shithead and I’m like oh…..so yeah I can imagine it’d be something along the lines of that LMAOO and just imagine when his questionable lines get animated oh boy

Wait that’s so funny I would never have the balls to comment on a dudebro’s post LMAOO what did he say???? I’m crying at the Barou fan categorization SO TRUE THOUGH like no um I’m not talking about muscle man gym rat bench press Barou…..

LMFAOAOA STOP THE TONGUE I CANT BUT FR kaneshiro better watch out we’re coming for his job….

THE FACT THAT THE MOM CAME THJNKING IT WAS A DATE???? BRO…….omg wait that’s kind a crazy scenario though you liking his best friend but his mom still tries to set you guys up that’s wild……LMAO the parent excuse is so real though but omg that’s a struggle fr…..um I’m assuming your dinner plans are cancelled now though HAHA

-Karasu anon

HAHAHA that’s so real though omg finding a niche to use your tumblr blog for can be so difficult…for a while i just used this acct to answer asks abt my fics so i literally had like. 20 followers or smth for the LONGEST time!! it wasn’t until i started posting my writing on here that i began to use the app more and get more followers as a result 😩 if you ever do decide to revamp/do smth with your blog lmk i will jump in line to follow and reblog everything you post 🫡

reddit aita posts with minecraft parkour in the background ARE my guilty pleasure LMAOAAO i let the tiktokers/instagrammers sift through and bring me only the best of the reddit posts for my viewing pleasure so i don’t have to go through all of the shitty ones

PLSSS you started a movement fr!! although it’s funny actually your request for fwtkac was actually sent within fifteen minutes of the request for white butterfly…like no joke i stepped out of the shower (why is this the second shower mention i have made today) and was like “oh two new requests…A KARASU REQUEST 😱🤩😏⁉️” so that’s kind of funny LMAO i forget which one came first ngl i’m p sure it was the hiori one but i ended up answering you first because i reallyyyyy wanted to write for karasu and i figured the time difference wasn’t enough that it would matter who i answered first 😭 so yeah that’s a really random coincidence maybe it’s because i wrote for kaiser?? but ngl he’s pretty popular too…maybe it’s because i don’t have a character list that i’ll write for because i know a lot of my mutuals who take requests only do so for certain characters meanwhile over here it’s a free for all as long as i’m into the fandom

HELP MEEE HOW DOES ONE NOT KNOW THE COACHES 😭😭😭 ego lowkey slaying…he heard we were considering writing a fic for him and had to lock in rq 😩

we are a literal glitch in the matrix…once in a lifetime matchup fr!! but YESSS omg i never got around to reading the manga unfortunately but the show was sooo good and i just love yona as a fmc (plus shinah is the most majestic gorgeous amazing man)!! I ALWAYS WISH THEY WOULD ANIMATE IT MORE hoping for a fruits basket style return for it (not that i’ve watched fruba but i feel like everyone knows abt its random comeback HAHA) okay wait side note idk if you saw my response to that one ask but why does zantetsu look EXACTLY LIKE HAK??? HELLO??? i need itoshi bros simps to hop on zantetsu yukimiya and karasu IMMEDIATELY they are the true romance novel/anime/drama male leads of bllk forget abt rinnie!!

NOOO FREE KARASU FROM THE FBOY RED FLAG ALLEGATIONS honestly he could pull it off better than itoshi bros certain characters but come onnnm otoya and aiku are right there meanwhile karasu still remembers his crush from when he was 8 😓 leave my baby alone…i’m going to have to work overtime to clear his name (honestly though i am expecting it to happen because if fandom can make SEISHIRO NAGI of all characters into a cheater than they can do anything)

HAHAH omg pls dudebros are so funny they talk such a big game but 99% of them are simps tbh when a girl tells them to shut up they do 😭 whenever i’m feeling mischievous i comment silly things on their posts and they respond w like laughing emojis or wtvr instead of going off on me in the comments as they would normally 😪 idk if it’s because my tik tok pfp is an actual picture of me instead of a character or smth so they feel embarrassed to be mean or rude?? regardless it makes me laugh they truly are just a bunch of losers who have too much free time and are stuck in this toxic dudebro community so whenever someone from outside of their perceived circle acknowledges them online they are factory reset

LMAOOO MY POOR PARENTS ARE ALWAYS MY SCAPEGOATS meanwhile they don’t even care what i do as long as i’m safe 😭 that whole situation was wild the dude tricked me into going on a date w him by saying his whole family would be there (i kind of knew his younger sister so i figured it wouldn’t be too awk if everyone was there) and then i showed up and there was literally no one but his mother who then also left??? UM?? it was literally terrifying and YESS his best friend is the only guy i’ve ever genuinely liked but there was a whole mess over there (he had a gf the whole time we were talking and she hated me but i didn’t know she existed??) and this dude knew all abt it and how broken up i was over the whole situation and STILL said “right let me just slide in rq” 😔😔😔 i had the last laugh though because after pretending to have a boyfriend and hiding in the bathroom so he could cry to himself (i saw the tears welling up and i knew i had to give him a minute) i drove home and my family flew to spain the next day!! thankfully i did end up getting out of tn’s dinner plans but ironically we are now flying to switzerland in like a day or so…ig it’s a pattern?? anyways that’s the mira lore drop of the day FHSKDJSK i have so many crazy stories like that i think i just have a general aura of unintentional rizz around me or smth

[beatrice000001]

Writing this as my first and last post here

Stop generalizing on people just because a minority criticizes you fav.

This is YONA’s story and it follows her journey so reading it without liking her is pointless,but it doesn’t mean we are not allowed to like other characters more.

I’ve never seen a heroine as loved as Yona. She’s praised all the times by everyone. The author loves her dearly and is always careful enough to focus on her without wasting time on others like she said in an interview in 2019, link below if you want to read it. It’s in Japanese though.

We all love her even if not in the same way (some stan her, others just like her) and we all wish for her to be happy forever *still crying like a baby for that theory I recently read about her death at the end of the story*

Despite that, her writing is weird right now and to some degree very frustrating, especially because she is so so smart and mature for basically everything except for one aspect : yes, her romance, as soon as hak is around she turns into a teenager but for any other aspect she is a mature woman and I don’t understand why. I personally find it more frustrating than cute at this point of the story

I think everyone is allowed to report this when they review a chapter. We don’t have to worship every action of hers like some want to force us to do. Constructive criticism isn’t wrong and I have reported more than once unnecessary hate but this is not the case. The romance, which used to be in my opinion one of the most beautiful despite some minor flaws, is now underdeveloped and it’s starting to become a bit irritating (kisses and confessions but they still act awkward, it feels like their pre confession era) A lot of people, shippers and not, acknowledge that it hasn’t been properly developed,the difference is that some don’t care about it so don’t talk about it while others who hold it dear are voicing their frustration and it’s totally understandable after all this time.

Also, can you please stop mentioning Hak and Soo won stans in your long public essays? Feels like when we don’t fight each other then others include us in their rants lmao. The behaviors you are reporting come from SOME of them, not everyone. Stop throwing shit on all of us. I don’t want this to become a constant war between trio stans. I know many Yona fans who are annoying af (still traumatized by those who attacked Tohru wishing her death just because she was winning a poll on Twitter lol) but still don’t generalize on all of them because that would be unfair. Some are my friends and I get to have very nice conversations with them. It’s not their fault if some are immature, same goes for us. Loud minority doesn’t mean everyone and I can assure you that in yona’s case it’s really just a minority.

The story wouldn’t be the same without Hak or Soo won and it’s perfectly understandable why some are so attached to them. They are well written characters and add depth to the story. Soo won is affected by a fatal illness and faints all the time, while Hak, who is always injured, is still wishing to sacrifice himself for the others and this is something the author hasn’t shown any interest to explore (at least now, I hope it will be brought up in the future but I doubt it, it’s portrayed as an admirable quality) so yeah, that’s why we “complain” more than you (?) yet I think you should read what we write more carefully, you’ll notice that many points we bring up (speaking of both sides, Hak and Soo won fans) are valid

Sad that their fans have to be called toxic just because of some people. Toxicity comes from all the sides : Yona, Hak, Soo won, Dragons stans, everyone. I think we should learn to respect each other more instead of constantly accusing each other.

[midnight-in-town]

About the current (last?) arc of AnY and going full circle

Sorry if some fans already mentioned those ideas but I’ve been rereading the current arc, because it’s been quite long and the pace has its flaws sometimes, so I wanted to broaden my perspective on the story. 

First of all, as an introduction can I just say that I’m, as always, impressed by Hak’s character. He had so much cliché and shallow potential when the story started (I really used to roll my eyes at him), but he became one of my absolute favorite by how deep and strong-hearted he actually is, once he allows people behind the walls he built around him. Anyway, my love for his character & development knows no boundary. I had to say this, ok. I’ll explain why later in the post. Moving on. 

A conflict of generation

If there is one thing I love about Kusanagi-sensei, it’s the feminine touch she adds to her writing. For example, when she naturally addressed periods during the Xing arc and it fit perfectly, because that’s just how her writing goes. In this arc, it shows through the initial bold move to tell us readers about the past through the thoughts and words of a character we’ve never met, that is to say, Yonhi, Yuhon’s wife and Suwon’s mother. 

And yet, it made absolute sense, because Yonhi was the reason behind the cataclysm that eventually led to Yuhon killing priests, as well as the falling-out between him and his younger brother, Il. All along, Yonhi was the silent but pained witness to this feud, watching as the ego of two brothers destroyed everything when none of the two backed down, leading to first Kashi’s death, then Yuhon’s murder and finally Suwon’s coup. 

So, in a way, even if I think Suwon makes a far better king than Yuhon or Il, his circumstances kinda precede the logical decision to get Il out of the picture before he completely annihilated his own kingdom in poverty and war, because there is too much resentment and hatred that fueled Suwon while growing up, even if we readers know that his motivations are primarily about saving Kouka from war against the Kai Empire.

Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely despise both Yuhon and Il but, unfortunately for Suwon, Yona growing up sheltered and mostly unaware of the horrible truth highlights her own decisions throughout the series to be completely selfless and wanting to own up to her father’s misjudgement, rather than trying to get back at Suwon, effectively breaking the cycle of hatred amongst the royal family. 

Why the Wind Tribe kept on supporting Il when everyone else could notice that he was betting on his daughter as the reincarnation of King Hiryuu to save his country is beyond me (Mundok plz explain). Not that Yuhon was better, preaching wars, and I’m glad that Il eventually reconciled with Yonhi, telling him that he would accept Suwon’s judgement but...

...I can’t forgive him for his words. 

Like Yonhi, I’d rather he would have hoped that his conflict with his brother did not reach his children than entertaining it the way he did.

Hopefully though, now that Yona read Yonhi’s memoirs, she will work towards achieving that goal. Not that I have any doubt, since she never really managed to hate Suwon. 

Speaking of the past generation, reading the latest chapters I couldn’t help but wonder about Yona's sad dream... could it be that she inherited Kashi’s gift? Kashi did say that she had these prophetic visions since very young which doesn’t seem to be Yona’s case, but I’ll keep the idea in mind, because it’s interesting. I mean, from Yonhi’s memoirs, it seems that Kashi envisioned that the child she would have would be Hiryuu’s reincarnation (whoever the father was going to be), so Yona inheriting the same prophetic gift from her mother would make sense. 

What an ironic parallel to Suwon inheriting the Crimson Illness from Yonhi if that’s the case, am I right? 

Yona as Kouka’s next Queen

And by that I do not mean Keishuk’s plan to marry her to Suwon, because of her popularity with Kouka’s people. Obviously, the story always was to conclude in Yona getting her throne back and that’s even easier to imagine with Suwon’s disabling illness, but becoming a ruler is tough work and Yona had no real experience acting as a leader for an entire country. 

She didn’t know much before her father’s murder and, even after she became a runaway with Hak and the rest of the HHB, she finely dealt with crises affecting some parts of the kingdom but never the whole kingdom at once, like it’s doomed to happen with the war against the Kai Empire. 

So I really appreciated her stepping up when Suwon couldn’t, because that’s definitely good training and we see the results in the latest chapters:

To be fair, I always thought that Keishuk would be the biggest thorn in Yona’s side during this arc but, as many characters have said in this arc, he’s rather clever and honest about what he intends to achieve, which is why it’s not in his interests to get in the way of Yona if they share a similar goal. 

Looking forward to her facing even greater challenges. Good luck, Yona. <3

War against the Kai Empire: there is strength in unity

The Kai Empire has been depicted as the story’s big bad for a long while now and the common goal for which Yona’s faction and Suwon’s allies could unite, but I’m glad to get more specifics and new characters to explore that part of the plot.

Namely, Mei and Vall. With Chagol, they seem like the perfect foil trio to Suwon, Yona and Hak, except that Chagol seems like a real thorn in the other two’s backs, when a strong bond still ties our main trio in spite of the sad circumstances of the beginning. I particularly love the mirroring reflection between Mei and Yona...

&

...except that Mei is not at odds with one kingdom but with two and that she also deals with the Crimson Illness. :/

Now that war has started, the big threat that South Kai represents will obviously be dealt with, but Kouka kingdom will need more than its five tribes to win this. That’s where I’m sure we all expect to see old “enemies” come back, namely Xing Kingdom, since Kouren signed a military agreement with Suwon, thanks to Yona and Tao. I would bet that this won’t be enough either, but Xing are the only known allies that Kouka kingdom has. 

There is another “enemy” we know from the previous arc though, who have strong feelings against the Kai Empire, specifically about rulers treating their women badly and they are...

...Ying Kuelbo and the Tully tribe. 

The big difference between Xing Kingdom and the Tully tribe is that Suwon never met or dealt directly with Kuelbo the way he did with Kouren and Tao. The Tully tribe lost and Kuelbo ran away, betrayed and having to find a new way to take on the Kai Empire. That’s why I think the Tully tribe would eventually make for a good ally in this war: it showed good promises when Yuran and Yona got along and I think Yona understood where Kuelbo was coming from, especially now that Mei is with them and can probably tell them in details about Chagol.

Not saying this will happen soon, but since there is someone who met and fought against Kuelbo, probably gaining his respect, if this person was to seek the Tully tribe to make them Kouka Kingdom’s ally on Yona’s guidance, I think Kuelbo would give it a thought. That’s right, I’m talking about Hak, who’s currently on his way with Yoon to the Earth Tribe to fetch a drug that will not be able to save neither Suwon nor Mei, thanks Zeno for spoiling us. 

That’s what I meant when I said that Hak slowly became one of my favorite characters throughout the story. While the Sky Tribe seems to be taking bets on who between Yona and Suwon will eventually sit for good on that throne, there is a good chance that Hak will be one of the key players when it comes to winning that war against South Kai. Not that we should expect any less from the Thunder Beast. <3

To be very honest though, I expected this arc to be very tough for his character, because the truth behind Il’s death and Suwon’s coup would never be easily understandable to him (Yona’s own words, not mine): 

Yet, surprisingly he was able to at least listen and, no matter if he will ever understand Suwon’s choice or not, he decided to trust in Yona’s decision to back Suwon in the rising political issues.  

In general, I love how Hak is the least bound by the past before Suwon’s coup. He did respect Il as his king, but he did not protect Yona in the beginning for anyone else’s sake but her own. Just like Kashi once asked him to always protect Yona (which is sweet since she could see the future) but, considering he never even thought about her words once in the story, it’s likely he doesn’t remember that at all, making the choice to be by Yona’s side defined as solely his own. 

It’s this strength of his that eventually led him to say recently that he would go fetch that drug with Yoon, knowing that it was for Suwon’s sake (surprising Suwon himself), just like he will definitely fight for Kouka Kingdom, not because Yona wants him to but because it’s clearly his own desire (see ch211 where he let Yun go alone so that he could help the Earth Tribe fight):

All that makes Hak the wildest card of every agency in the plot, not simply because he’s strong and reliable and the biggest worry of the Sky Tribe, but because...

...Yona and the four dragons will never give him up.

Through Hak, Yona will be able to assert her political weight and he will be there for her, like he always was, making it impossible for their little group to lose. What a power move, I love it. 

I think I should stop there because I already rambled so much. Looking forward to the rest of the arc, it’s going to be a wild ride!! 

[notchesandbullets]

Misunderstanding (Husband!Jae-ha x Wife!Reader)

"Jae-ha, could you please pass me the roasted duck?"

You were surprised when he flat out ignored you, choosing to drift over towards Yona. Raising an eyebrow, you slid over to where Yoon was watching the whole thing. He looked just as confused as you.

The Happy Hungry Bunch was spread out around an empty field, lounging around while the pretty boy genius cooked up some dinner. Jae-ha went off with Yona and you suppressed a sigh. Lately, he had become more and more distant with you, and it was starting to drive you a little crazy.

You both were young, even though he was older than you. A lot of people said your marriage wasn't going to last, but you didn't care and you thought he didn't either. Now, you were having second thoughts, the insecurities getting the best of you as you watched him flirt with Yona.

You knew that was just his nature, and that it was harmless. Mostly. But it still sent a turmoil of conflicting emotions inside of you, and you were unsure if you should even be feeling this way.

You pushed up off your feet, wiping your dirty hands on a damp cloth. Yoon gazed at you worriedly as you turned away from them, trailing after where Jae-ha and Yona had disappeared.

A giggle floated through the air, enabling you to find them easily. You crossed your arms and leaned against a tree, staring at them with narrowed eyes.

"Excuse me, Yona, may I talk to him for a moment?"

Yona nodded, just about to leave when Jae-ha stopped her.

"Why do you want her to go?" He questioned, mistrust swirling in the depths of his eyes.

Both your and Yona's eyes went wide with shock. He never took this tone with you.

"I would just like to talk to you for a moment in private, Jae-ha." You picked your words carefully. You didn't know why, but he looked ready to explode at any second. You had no idea why he was so angry.

"She can stay here."

Yona let out a squeak as Jae-ha tugged her back to his side, unprepared for the sudden jostle. A beat later, she was freed by none other than the Thunder Beast.

"Keep your hands off of her." He glared, making the threat obvious.

"Then don't touch what's mine!!" Jae-ha snarled.

At this point, you were completely confused and starting to get mad. "Jae-ha, you aren't making any sense."

"No?!?!" He thundered, whipping around to face you. You had never seen him this angry and it was terrifying. "You think I'm making this up!!"

You huffed. "That's not what I said."

"Yeah?! Well it sure sounds like it!!" His hands flailed in the air in frustration, and you instinctively whimpered, eyes growing as wide as saucers.

He didn't notice the change in your demeanor, but someone else did.

"Droopy-Eyes, knock it off."

Jae-ha turned on him, kicking him harshly in the abdomen. Hak had been ready for it, but it still knocked the wind out of him. Jae-ha reached for Yona again, but that was a mistake.

He was shoved back harshly and Hak brandished his glaive with a feral gleam in his eyes.

"Touch her again. I dare you."

Jae-ha let out a growl. "You can't have them both!!"

You were shocked. You had never seen him like this before. You had never seen either one of them like this, they looked ready to rip each other apart at a moment's notice.

You couldn't stand it any more. You didn't want to fight.

You let out a quiet, reserved sigh. "Jae-ha... it's okay..."

His head whipped towards you and you took step back at the red aura emitting from him.

"Okay?!?! That's all you have to say?!" He yelled at you, continuing to raise his volume despite the way you flinched back, not registering your fear through the red haze. All he could think about was how he couldn't believe you didn't trust him, after all this time together.

After everything you've been through.

You had both saved each other from a life of despair and hopelessness. You brought out the light in him, and he brought peace to you.

You never thought things would come crashing down around you like this. Least of all, now, when it was so critical that your group stayed together.

Quickly, you walked away, praying that he wouldn't follow you. Today wasn't your lucky day. He stormed after you, completely furious with the way you were talking to him, how you were treating him.

"Stay away from her." Zeno demanded, no longer in the mood for games.

"You can't tell me what to do. She's my wife." Jae-ha declared.

Shin-ah stubbornly shook his head. The snarl painted on his features was nothing to take lightly. "Stay... away."

The low tenor shocked everyone, but Jae-ha wasn't deterred. "You can't keep me from her."

Hak stepped up aggressively. "Yes, we can. She's terrified of you right now. We're going to make sure she's alright before we let you anywhere near her."

At this point, Jae-ha finally took in your trembling appearance and he froze. The tears that stained your cheeks and your knocking knees hit him dead in the heart.

You were afraid. Of him.

Jae-ha couldn't believe he let it get this far. He ran into the tent you two shared as you were escorted away by the blue and yellow dragon.

Hak pushed back the flap of the tent once morning came. Jae-ha hadn't made an appearance once after yesterday's fiasco, and it was time to figure out just what was going on.

"Droopy-Eyes, what the hell were you thinking?"

As furious as he was for making you cry, he knew there was something else going on.

The green dragon might have been older, but over time, the former general had learned to read him like a book. There was something bothering him.

He was right.

Ryokuryuu was crouched on the ground, his back slumped and shoulders stiff.

Hak wouldn't be surprised if he had stayed like that throughout the night.

Jae-ha breathed out a heavy sigh, finally confessing, "I thought you guys were cheating on each other behind my back. I wanted to protect Yona, and maybe get back at you. Because no matter how much it hurts, I still love her."

Hak narrowed his eyes and then frowned.

"You're an idiot."

Jae-ha sputtered at the insult, but he wasn't finished. "You honestly think that we're sleeping together? Even though you're probably the only one who understands the depth of my feelings for Yona?"

Jea-ha was floundering to come up with a response.

"But you two have been spending a lot of time together, and yesterday at the market, you spent the entire day together. It's the first day she didn't fall asleep in my arms."

Hak crossed his arms over his chest and rolled his eyes exasperatedly, a blush settling across his cheeks.

"Jae-ha, she was helping me pick out a ring for Yona. She was helping me figure out how to propose." Hak explained quietly. "I wanted it to be perfect for her."

Jae-ha's jaw dropped to the floor, speechless.

"B-But— Y-You... I-I-I—"

"Yeah, yeah," Hak brushed off his excuses. "Just go apologize to her, will you? She's been crying all night."

Jae-ha left without a second thought and the ex-general followed soon after.

Your head was laying in Zeno's lap, and he was stroking your hair softly. Shin-ah was positioned near you, keeping watching out for any unwanted guests. His legs were criss-crossed, and Ao's fluffy tail was brushing under his ear once in a while.

When Shin-ah abruptly jumped to his feet, you knew something was wrong. Zeno's carefree expression was wiped off of his face and his eyes narrowed as the blue dragon snarled the second your husband cautiously entered the tent.

He at least had the decency to look apologetic, but you stiffly turned away from him, not ready to forgive him. His shoulders slumped and Shin-ah nearly growled. "Get out."

"Wait, please." Jae-ha begged. "Y/N."

"The miss doesn't want to see you right now." Zeno's voice had a light lilt to it, but there was an underlying warning that came with it.

"Y/N." Jae-ha whispered brokenly.

Your eyes softened, and you slowly turned around. Shin-ah looked about ready to throw Ryokuryuu out of the tent himself, but you shuffled towards him, pulling on his pant leg to get his attention.

"Shin-ah, Zeno, it's alright. Can you two give us a minute?"

The two dragons reluctantly left the tent, Zeno shooting you a worried glance but you offered him a reassuring smile.

Jae-ha settled down across from you, with respectable distance.

Your face was blank, but your eyes were puffy and the skin around it was rubbed red.

You had been crying.

He felt awful. He jumped to conclusions, and wrongfully accused you of things you didn't do.

"I don't deserve you."

Your head snapped up at his defeated tone.

"What?"

Jae-ha shook his head in regret. "I thought you and Hak were..."

You recoiled back in shock. "W-What?! No, you got it all wrong!! He's going to marry Yona, I was—"

He closed the distance between the two of you, cupping your jaw tenderly. Soft breaths fanned out against your face and warmed your skin soothingly.

"I know, I know. Hak told me what you were doing." Your eyes fluttered closed in relief. "I'm so sorry for assuming the worst."

Your hands reached up to cradle his face. "Come to me next time." You pleaded. "Talk to me."

He nodded furiously, finally pulling you in a tight embrace.

Relaxing in his hold, you didn't hear them come in.

"Yay!!" Zeno cheered.

"Is everything okay?"

Yona's worried voice floated through the air, breaking the two of you apart. You smiled at your husband, weaving your fingers together.

"Yeah... we're alright now."

Jae-ha leaned down, capturing your lips in a soft kiss and you melted against him.

Yona cooed at the display and Hak pretended to barf.

"Lunchtime, you rare beasts!!" Yoon shouted from outside.

One by one, the dragons, the princess, her bodyguard all filed out of your tent obediently. As he dished out the portions, you shared a look with Jae-ha as Hak fumbled with Yona's bowl.

It would be awhile before he got down on one knee, since their journey took precedence, but you couldn't wait to see it.

After all, You thought to yourself as Jae-ha pulled you against his chest, curling his arms securely around your waist. Despite its ups and downs, marriage is worth it.

[sugarcomatosed]

i love your stories so much!! and was wondering if you can give some writing tips perhaps? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Breaking this up into sections for you + putting it under a cut cause I went overboard. 😅

General Writing Tips

These work for both academic and creative writing.

Make an outline.

It doesn't have to be a formal one, but having at least a general idea of the scenes you want to include is helpful. If I know my fic is going to be a longer one (like Don't Hesitate was and my current WIP is), I break down the larger story beats i want to hit on a piece of paper or my iPad.

It's good to know what you're planning to do, in a any piece I usually have a single specific scene I want to do and depending on what it is, I might either just do the scene I want to or turn into something longer.

Draft, draft, draft.

I cannot stress the importance of going through and reviewing your work. This is a big part of any sort of writing.

Your first idea isn't always your best idea. As you work on a piece you might find your original idea is holding you back, focus shifts! Don't be afraid to let your work change as you go. It's not always easy to let go of your original idea but if you find it's not working, you have to let it change. Sections will need to be rewritten, things have to be readjusted to fit with later sections. Reread for clarity while you're drafting and look to see if this makes sense to you, or reads well to you. If you can't follow it and you wrote it, chances are your reader can't either. Did you use the same phrase again and again? Find and search it on your doc to double check.

Sometimes you have to cut things you really like because they just don't contribute to the fic anymore. Save those bits and use them somewhere else!In a lot of my longer pieces I will write a paragraph, realize that's not where it should go and cut/paste it into another part of the doc because the pacing/scene doesn't make sense where I had it originally, but it works somewhere else.

If you're stuck, skip around, come back and then stitch the bits you have written together.

Don't Focus on a Word Count

This might be controversial, but I'm of the opinion just because something is longer does not make it better. Some works are short, and that's okay! I very rarely try to aim for a specific count of words unless it's for a prompt exchange or a personal challenge. I write till I feel the piece is done. Some stories require more words, some require less.

Don't Hesitate is a great example of this again, because all I wanted to do was a bittersweet first kiss fic, but jumping write into the kiss wouldn't get the full effect I wanted. Meanwhile, with Old Habits all I wanted to do was write dumb comedic kisses, we didn't need a 2k preamble.

Get Someone You Trust to Edit

My go to editor for the past six years or so is one of my good friends. She has edited everything from college papers to my fics for me before I post them to read for clarity, find any funky phrases or misspelled words I missed, and I do the same for her when she asks! A fresh set of eyes makes a world of a difference. Find someone to trade fics with or ask a friend! They might have good suggestions you never thought of, or be able to tell what you were going for when you don't even know yourself.

I also rely on my friends a lot to brainstorm and talk my ideas out before I start because it helps me think and figure out what I need. It's super common for me to text someone and say "im gonna spitball at you, that okay?" and then spend twenty minutes chatting through my ideas.

Have Reference Material

For my 13sar fics, I regularly go back and review/screenshot videos of the dialogue to make sure I am staying consistent with story events, character nuance and small details. You don't have to go crazy, but it is really helpful to have your source material to go back to and check yourself against. In non creative writing I always had a pile of papers highlighted with my own notes on the margins.

Take Breaks/Pace Yourself

Know your own limits, and if you are working and working on something and it's not coming out leave it alone and come back to it. I'm really bad at this personally because when I get an idea in my head I want to see it through but sometimes you gotta step back! It's not healthy to keep working on things and overwork yourself. Stretch, get up go for a walk.

Write What You Want to Write

Don't focus on what people want to read. Focus on what you like. Find a topic, a scene, anything that you are passionate about and the rest will follow. The only time I write fic for other people is when I am writing for a friend. Even prompt requests I only take open ended ones, if I am not interested in writing it it's not gonna happen. I know it's super hard and I get really anxious sometimes about letting people down now, or worrying people won't like something but then I step back and remind myself this is a hobby and I'm doing it for fun.

Play to Your Strengths

You shouldn't try to write like me, you should try to write like yourself. Find what skills you have and use them to your advantage!

I can't give you a step by step list to write like me, because nobody in the world has my background! We're all unique. Everything I've listed so far I know because I'm not a beginner anymore! I'm in my twenties and have come from a strong academic writing background.

I took on an intensive course load in high school, and then went onto college for a sociology degree. I very rarely had test based finals and at the end of each semester would have five 10-15 page papers to submit. Straight up some of my skills come from having read and studied the works of anthropologist Clifford Geertz. I am not saying you should read anthropology/sociology texts. Unless you like that sort of thing lol

I also have 6+ years of theater experience (acting & directing), I use this all the time for my writing. When I think about a scene, I think about how I would work through it as an actor, how the character would move, and how would things read to an audience. The GOTE ("Goal, Obstacle, Tactics, and Expectation") method of acting by Robert Cohen is really useful hear if you want a more technical breakdown of what I mean by that.

This leads to a lot of what we called "business" in acting, doing small tiny things while you talk or move around on stage to give the sense you're a real human. I don't have to think or try on these sort of things because they're in my skill set already!

Things I do Personally

As in, these are not transferable skills this is just the stuff I do while working on projects.

Find a Vibe™️

I come into any fic with usually a goal I want to hit, a line of dialogue or something I want to capture. Just like, the general idea of a feeling a song even if the lyrics don't match up. Make a mood-board, a playlist, just find something you wanna do. It's less about the actual words on the page and what you're aiming to do.

Look to things that inspire you

Don't Hesitate got written because I wanted to write a fic that captured the same vibe as a scene in Macross Frontier, where two characters have a bittersweet kiss before the final battle and that scene still has me fucked up six years after watching it.

My current WIP is doing the same thing but with the song All I've Ever Known from Hadestown. Two characters working through loneliness, the sudden feeling of falling in love and the frustration that feeling can bring on sometime.

I don't plagiarize them word for word, but these are scenes that inspire me! I also patchwork quilt ideas together. Using Don't Hesitate again, I also ended up pulling from a bunch of shoujo anime, Toradora, Sailor Moon, Yona of the Dawn, Princess Tutu...specific scenes I enjoy to blend and create something new.

Goof Off While You Write

I name my documents stupid things, I write dumb placeholder dialogue or vague sentiments like "insert better word here", I make memes when I'm struggling and roast myself and my predictable tastes.

I spent twenty minutes texting a friend Juro's name with different letters spelt out and then the "fuck your chickenstrips" vine saying it was Juro during destruction. Just have fun with it!

Listen to J-POP On Loop for Hours at a Time

i am not kidding I do this all the time. Perfume, AKB48, anime idol osts, Sailor Moon's OPs/ED, vocaloid songs. I like technopop and Japanese is good because it usually doesn't distract my brain since I only know random phrases, but still know what the meaning og the song is.

I love music, it helps me vibe out.

Thank you so much for enjoying my work ;o;

I hope this is useful to you in some way! I'm so sorry it's so long winded but I am overly thorough and love to teach people ;w;

[jessiebanethedragon]

Scuttle (5/?)

takes place after the reader and crosshair have their first kiss because i thought it would be cool/different to write it like this (i have a plant dw) also i’ve left her trauma kind of ambiguous hinting rather than stating bc i don’t feel like it’s my place to say how a reader would react idk. 

also also reader sometimes goes by Yona instead of y/n just because it means rain and i thought it would be kinda cute

Tech finds your fascination with hyperspace fascinating but a little worrying. You seem to spend hours sitting by whichever window you have chosen for that moment, watching the universe whizz by. Sometimes he sits with you, and you both talk about your theories for explaining the galaxy. He learns that your parents never left your homeworld once you were born and nicknamed you Yona after the rain that poured down so often. He mentions it offhand to Crosshair and catches him whispering it to himself later that day. Tech himself sticks to calling you Fairywren, while Wrecker has committed to little bird, Hunter goes with Fairywren like Tech but Crosshair has decided on not using your name or any of the many nicknames the bad batch have for you. 

Infact, he’s starting avoiding you all together. 

You flit around the ship like a plague according to him, Hunter and Tech can’t figure out why the sniper has such a disdain for everything you do but it’s getting out of hand.

“When do we drop out of hyperspace?” He asks one day while you’re perched in the cockpit staring out the window, away from the current conversation. 

“Soon.” Hunter states his focus on his holopad, receiving instructions from Cody about laying low. 

“How soon?” Crosshair presses, keeping an eye on the door that separates you from hearing him. 

“Doesn’t matter.” Hunter says, getting slightly annoyed with his brother, not to be dramatic but you’re literally a joy to have around. All the batchers love you to bits and Hunter is frustrated that Crosshair is being a spoilsport. 

“It matters to me.” 

“Yeah we get it. You can't stand Fairywren, because she’s the problem and you can't wait to get rid of her.” Hunter snaps, putting his holopad down.  “Just days ago you were all over her, what happened to ‘we aren't leaving her’?” He’s staring at Crosshair, enhanced senses burning into his soul.   

“Just a little leftover Hutt goo.”  You’d said to him, not that he’d heard, his face was on fire, burned from where you had touched it. And he is surprised he didn't flinch away from your touch, had he become that accustomed to you already? Was Crosshair so entranced by you in such a short amount of time that he was already missing your touch? No. He doesn't know you. You don't know him. He’s memorized every part of your face, but you don’t matter to him. His heart seems to beat for every smile you give him. But you have no effect on the sniper. Every shot he takes is one to protect you from anymore trauma. But he doesn't give a damn about your feelings. Love at first sight doesn't exist, soulmates are fake. And even if they did Crosshair doesn't want it. 

Kamino broke him, being defected, trained and thrown away for your one purpose does that to person. He tells himself to hate you for putting him back together.

“Nothing changed.  But we aint a charity.” He tells his sergeant, who absolutely knows he is lying. But because he doesn't know why he’s lying, Hunter lets the conversation drop, but mostly because he can hear you get up from the co-pilot's seat and head towards the door. 

“Wrecker says we’re dropping out of hyperspace soon.” You report, popping your head out of the door. “Says it'll look cool.” You add with a blush. Hunter chuckles a tad and says something about going to let Tech know. Leaving you to stare at Crosshair. 

“Ram'ser” you say all of a sudden, slow and precise, testing out the word and being very careful of  your pronunciation. 

“What?” Crosshair spits, more surprised than malicious. Since when did you speak mando’a? You visibly flinch at his words. 

“Tech likes to talk to me in phrases of mando’a  and have me guess what they mean.” you explain slowly. “He uses that word when he talks about you.” 

“Yeah? Good for him.” Crosshair is glaring at his reflection in the table. He hates this, he wants to hate you. He can’t stand the way the words come out of his mouth, but his head reminds him that you will be safest far away from the war. And that means he can't catch feelings and any that have slipped through must be thrown away. He hears the door slip closed as you retreat to watch the stars again. Tech and Hunter follow moments later, Hunter looking down at his vod with a sigh. Stupid enhanced hearing. He heard every word. 

You land on a desert planet you already can't remember the name of, but apparently it’s a neutral system and a good place to lay low. The sand dunes make you frown because they go as far as the eye can see, and Tech makes you take a spare pair of goggles and a makeshift hooded cape that was fashioned out of a lightweight tarp from the hold. That combined with your clean (albeit mud stained) pants and an oversized shirt you fit right in with the mess of inhabitants on the planet. 

“You’ll get itchy.” Hunter tells you when he sees that you’ve sat yourself in the sand and are now in the process of burying your legs in the strange stuff. 

“Sorry, I’ve just never really seen this stuff.” You apologize but Hunter waves it off with a smile. 

“It’s okay, just a heads up. Stuff gets everywhere.” You reluctantly pull yourself out of the sand, joining everyone by the edge of the sand dune, looking over at the nearby city in the distance. 

“So what haven't you guys seen?” You ask as you struggle to walk down the intense slope. 

“We don’t see a lot of water usually.” Tech says, “but only because not many species can survive underwater.” 

“If you could go anywhere, where would you go?” The bad batch is used to your barrage of questions. It’s one of the things they like most about having you around, from favourite colours to wild would you rather questions, your brain is always humming with things that take you away from where you are. it’s also beginning to worry Tech.

“Somewhere small and quiet.” Hunter says quickly, the light, heat and everything else already giving him a headache. 

“Coruscant.” Tech answers, the complete opposite of his brother. “Libraries and Jedi temple.” He explains further. 

“Kamino.” Wrecker says, surprising you. You had assumed they all hated it there. “Home is home.” He explains with a smile. Crosshair doesn't say anything, but he can feel the eyes on him. 

“What?” He says to the four faces looking at him. 

“Cross would go to Hoth, because it’s cold.” Wrecker sasses him with a slight push. 

“Shut up Wrecker.” he snaps, in a very bad mood today. 

“Or anywhere his cyare is.” Wrecker adds without thinking. Making Hunter, you and Tech very confused. That's a word you haven't heard from Tech before and both him and Hunter are trying to figure out who Wrecker is talking about while Crosshair looks like he’s actually going to explode. 

“What did you just say?” He says each word is its own sentence. 

“Cross has a cyare?” Tech is now thinking out loud (another habit of his) “no way Cross has a cyare we would know if he did. I mean we are with him all the time so it’s not like we wouldn’t  know them or have met them…” His rambling fades into the background when Wrecker speaks up again. 

“Wait Tech, Sarge? You two seriously didn't notice?” He asks, shocked that his clever brothers hadn't picked it up. 

“Wrecker, shut your trap.” Crosshair orders, and a very tense silence falls over the group, and you’re only a third of the way to the city. You decide to ask Tech what the word means later.  And the now very awkward walk continues, that is until a speeding starts  to approach you from the town. 

“Bad batch! Defensive positions!” Hunter calls to them, and within seconds they have their helmets on. except for Cross whose helmet is still in the bottom of that lake, but has a new one waiting for him at base. But either way they’re all ready for combat in record time, leaving you to shake awkwardly in the middle of them, closing your eyes. repeating the things Tech told you during a window sitting sessions  

“not my fault not my fault not my fault.” 

“Civi’s!” Tech calls, having analyzed the people within the speeder, it’s a Twi’lek woman with a young child. She does, however, raise a blaster before addressing  the group.

“Saw the ship land. Thought someone or something might need help.” She says, eying the group. “Clones eh?” She adds. “Can't be here. Neutral system.”  She lowers the blaster. 

“We just need a few days.” Hunter says, taking his helmet off. 

“Perhaps you didn't hear me.” She’s more aggressive now. “You can’t be here. One day or a hundred, we don't care. Get gone.” You step forward. 

“Hunter we should go.” You whisper, looking at the mother and her young one. 

“Kriff,” The twi’lek sighs when she sees you. “Huxx has already got a bounty on her.” She looks at you with pity. 

“Thought you said this was a neutral planet.” Crosshair snaps. 

“Bounty is a bounty, no matter who’s side it’s for.” She says shaking her head. She pauses thinking for a minute. “All i can offer you is the fact that any planets around here will have been given the same information.” 

“What if I had credits?” You ask, it’s dangerous. But you know if one person saw the ship more must know by now. 

“You’d need a lot of credits and a really stupid person to let you camp out here. Especially with clones” she says, beginning to bargain. 

“What about credits, a nice person, and no clones?” You counter taking a pouch out of your pants pockets. 

“That might work. For a couple days that is.” She agrees. 

“Absolutely not.” Hunter interrupts. “We aren't leaving you.” Ignoring someone with a sniper rifle mumbling ‘hypocrite’ under his breath. 

“The name’s Leeya” she tells you, ignoring Hunter. 

“Yona.” You reply, moving to hop in the speeder, but stopped by Hunter's hand. 

“This isn't happening.” He says firmly. 

“Get in the speeder and tell your very angry friends to find something to wear other than armour.” Leeya smiles softly at you.

“We’ll be back soon.” Tech speaks up, very nervous, just as the rest of his batch. 

“I know,” You tease, “who else is gunna listen to you if i’m not around?” He laughs a little, and you hug him goodbye, before wrapping your arms around Hunter and Wrecker in turn. Crosshair doesn't move. 

“See ya around.” He says, turning away, and there’s a crack forming in your heart. You know he’s been different recently, you know he’s just putting up with you. But you thought there was something there. The present evidence seems to prove you wrong. Wrecker’s looking between you and Crosshair in disbelief. He sees you begin to inwardly collapse, hands around your middle, head down, just like the time he dropped the Gonk droid and scared the living daylights out of you.

“Wrecker!” Crosshair all but screams as he’s lifted into the  air by his brother. Of course he heard him stomp up behind him but he definitely wasn't expecting to be snatched from where he stood. 

“She’s your kriffing cyare!” He booms, before unceremoniously shoving Crosshair down into the sand in front of you. It would be funny if you weren't so shocked by Wreckers actions. Crosshair pulls himself up and whips around, arm cocked ready to throw a punch. The hardest  glare you’ve ever seen on his face. But it falls when you gently take hold of his arm. 

He’s taken back to the night he kissed you, and you begged him to keep the nightmares at bay.  He blinks and he’s taken back to the morning he woke with you in his arms. All at once  he remembers and forgets why he was pushing you away.

“Crosshair…” You start, but he pulls you into a crushingly tight hug before you finish. Nose to your hair, and your hands around his neck. Like they were made to be there. 

“I-I” he starts what would be an apology that he knows won't be enough. 

“It’s okay,” you interrupt. “Just be back soon.” and in a haze he watches you pull away from him and get into the speeder. 

“But I promised…” He whispers to himself. “I promised not to leave you…” you’re becoming a speck on the horizon, and he should be happy, he doesn't have to torture himself by refusing to love you anymore. 

Except part of him knows, as he feels his heart get torn from his chest, the real torture has just begun.

tags: @mangoberry43 @imalovernotahater @professionaltrashcompactor @vesperstalksclones @haloangel391 

[ninjab00ty]

AkaYona Week Day 2: (generals, royalty)

February 9th, Monday

The next day Kija caught up with Yona and the others at school. He handed her a crisp white envelope that was stamped with a heart shaped crest in red wax. On the back, written in sparkling red ink, read “to my Valentine.”

“Hey are you sure you’re not in love with Soo-won yourself?,” asked Jae-ha.

Kija blushed, “Of course not! I was trying to make it look like it was done by Yona’s hands!”

Yona bit her lip, “oh I thought I was going to be able to read it before the council meeting.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot, sorr-“ Kija was just about to take the envelope back and open it for her before Vice Principal Joo-doh came around the corner and started yelling at students to get to class. It was already 5 mins before home room and usually the teachers would close the doors on the dot, a rule enforced by Joo-doh himself. Anyone caught after that received automatic detention, and everyone knew he loved giving those out.

Yona gave him the envelope and hurried to her home room with Yoon. The rest of their friends scattered in different directions to their classrooms not wanting to receive the ire of Joo-doh.

*******

It was late morning when Soo-won and Kye-sook caught up to Kija in the locker room. After gym period he usually would have a free block to study before joining his friends for lunch at noon. He was hoping to let Yona read the love letter at that time.

“Good morning, Kija!” Soo-won said in his usual cheerful self.

“Morning,” quipped Kye-sook, his sullen face in juxtaposition to his friend’s.

Su-won continued, “we just want to let you know we’re having the student council meeting next period. Something came up after school and I have an obligation to one of my other clubs. I hope you can make it?”

“Ohh .. next period huh?” Kija stammered. “Uhh ..”

“I’m sorry if it’s such short notice, Kija. I can catch you up on the main topics later if you can’t make it.”

“Oh no, it’s ok,” he laughed, mentally shaking the nervousness away. “I can definitely make it, I’ll see you there!”

“Great,” Soo-won smiled, “see you there!”

He left with Kye-sook in tow, himself muttering a barely intelligible “later.”

Kija sighed, he was really hoping for Yona to read the letter before he sneaked it into Soo-won’s folder. This meeting couldn’t be taking place at the most inconvenient time! He was mulling over whether or not to give it today or at a later date but stopped himself when he remembered Yona’s words about not having too much time left to tell him. He did tell Yona that he was going to help her and he was going to see his plan through. He picked up his cellphone and shot Yona a text before heading to the council meeting.

*******

Yona sat down in her usual spot during lunch break, she was famished and the previous gym period made her even more so. But In a way she felt like she couldn’t eat anything until she read the letter that Kija made for Soo-won, so much so that she could barely concentrate during her morning classes. While she waited for her friends and especially Kija to join her she checked her cellphone for any text messages she might’ve received while at gym and immediately her eyes went wide:

[Kija: hey Yona, the council mtg is rescheduled for next period. SW had to cancel this afternoon. Gonna give him the letter then.]

The read receipt for the text had been right after her gym period started so she wasn’t able to read it then. That means .. she thought .. that he must’ve already done it! Her stomach was in knots, she had to find out right away.

She saw Hak, Jae-ha, and Zeno walking towards her with their trays and before they sat down, she asked them if they saw Kija and they shook their heads no before devouring their meals.

Shin-ah and Yoon came afterwards and they shook their heads as well, with Sin-ah saying he hasn’t seen him since their own gym period.

Yona started to worry about her friend before he appeared and slumped into the seat next to Yoon on the far end of the table and laid his head there not saying a word.

“Kija, what happened?,” Yona came to sit across from him, she had to know why he looked so despondent.

“It happened so fast ..” he started, “The letter .. your letter for Soo-won .. I slipped it into his meeting folder before the start of the meeting. But Tae-jun .. he picked them up to hand them to everybody and he tripped, ughh .. well naturally Soo-won helped him pick the folders up and .. long story short it looks like Tye-sook ended up with it. I’m so sorry Yona ..”

Yona stared at him mortified, she was worried that he used her name in the letter and of all people, Tye-sook?! But she watched Kija looking defeated in front of her and she couldn’t bring herself to be angry. She knew he went out of his way to write it and even if it wasn’t sent to the right person she couldn’t hold him to it.

She smiled and patted Kija’s head, “it’s ok, I guess I wasn’t meant to confess to him that way.”

He looked up, “again I’m so sorry Yona, I’ll think of another idea .. and don’t worry I didn’t use your name in the letter so if and when Kye-sook reads it, he won’t know who it’s from.”

Hak laughed, “that guy is lucky he’s getting anything for Valentine’s Day from anyone, so you did him a solid, Kija.”

“He doesn’t seem like the type of person to respond well to a love letter,” Yoon said over his laptop.

“Well, we’ll see what he does with it,” Jae-ha said, finishing his food, “as for Yona and her confession, I think I have something else in mind that might work. And it’s a little over the top and not subtle like Kija’s letter.”

Hak narrowed his eyes, “just what are you planning?”

“Relax, Hak .. Yona doesn’t have to do anything. And it involves the other club I’m in and a few kids you might know.”

******

Kye-sook took his folder out of his bag. He had just finished lunch and wanted to look over the topics of the council meeting. He was annoyed at Soo-won for rescheduling the meeting earlier and more annoyed at the constant noise in the cafeteria. He sat by himself almost everyday, but he felt surrounded by imbeciles. Graduation at the end of the year couldn’t come fast enough for him and before he meant to get up and go someplace quieter, a white envelope fell out of his folder. Surprised, he picked it up and ran his finger over the red seal and curled his top lip at the sparkling writing. Ripping the envelope open, he started reading it:

“I hope this letter reaches you well. I’ve been very hesitant to tell this to you but I feel like I don’t have a lot of time to tell you how I feel. We’ve known each other for so long and I need to tell you that I’m in love with you. I can’t hide my feelings for you anymore and I know you may not feel the same, but telling you means so much to me already. On Valentine’s Day, I’m going to reveal myself to you and confess to you in person.”

Kye-sook was floored. He read the letter over and over and felt his heart beating. Who must it be, he wondered? He thought back to the council meeting. The letter fell out of his folder so it could be someone who touched them before the meeting. He knew Tae-jun the klutz tried to pass them out and tripped over himself but everyone knew he was hopelessy in love with the Principal’s daughter and Soo-won picked them up and handed one to him .. Soo-won ..

He immediately blushed. It couldn’t be .. could it? Could Soo-won have slipped the letter in the folder before giving it to him? He realized they have known each other for a long time, since elementary school in fact, and they spend a lot of time together studying for the same classes and managing the council. And it would make sense that the letter mentioned not having much time .. they were both graduating at the end of the year .. could something be there between them that he didn’t see before?

Kye-sook shook his head and brought himself back to reality. He didn’t have time to figure out the author of the letter, he was working hard to be Valedictorian of the class. If it was Soo-won .. or anyone else, he’d have to find out on Valentine’s Day, as sickening as it might be.

[shikamarubae]

War of the heart pt3

Pairing:  Kakashi x reader, Itachi x reader

Summary: In Konoha they have already realized your kidnapping and they need a plan.

Warnings: Some swearing, some angst

A/N:  English isn´t my first languge, please keep that in mind, i hope you like it.(i appreciate comments and criticism).

The parts in italics are memories/dreams with memories.

Tags: @flowersgirl02​ , @affection-rabbit​ ,  @dumb-dork​

Part 1  Part 2 Part 4

Kakashi was angry, mainly at himself, you had not returned to Konoha and when his dogs tried to track you down they failed, the grove where he had last seen you was empty, your blood dried on the ground but the dogs found no trace, it was as if you vanished. The man was grateful that Naruto was traveling with Jiraiya, because otherwise he would be creating a scandal that would make him feel worse, because he saw how you looked at him when you fell to the ground, sad and disappointed, would you have left of your own free will?

-Let's go back-Genma was still determined to find a trace but they had to return to officially report their disappearance and decide what to do and it was raining, looking for more didn't make sense, the remaining trail would be about to be erased. The gray-haired man closed his eyes for a few seconds, feeling the rain, you liked it, you had told him many times, you liked the smell that storms brought and the one they left after.

"I can't believe you left her alone," the long-haired man murmured, Kakashi didn't say anything because he was right, he also couldn't believe that his irrational anger with her had caused all that -What were you thinking Kakashi?

Again there was no response from the gray-haired man and Gemma kept pressing -You know, (YN) said something to me a few weeks ago, that you didn't want to be serious with her and that's why you had discussed. Did you let that interfere up to this point ?

-Of course it´s like her to tell the world that kind of things - he replied tiredly, avoiding the rest of the question.

-It´s not something that only she does, we are friends and after finding her crying i forced her to tell me, I don't know how your relationship worked but it was destroying her.

Kakashi didn´t answer, the silence seemed to be his best answer and thus he kept it all the way back to Konoha, he had never wanted the type of relationship he had with the you to be discussed by the village, because he was not even sure what kind of relationship did he wanted , but of course with you things never worked as one wanted and that was one of the reasons why Kakashi despite loving you in some way, he couldn´t bear with you on certain occasions.

"If (YN) was her sweet-self all the time, i wouldn´t have those doubts"  that´s where Kakashi´s mind arrived, because after all, it was that side of you that had made him surrender to you.

You were going up and down in the small apartment, you were remarkably busy, so Kakashi decided to stay at the window watching what you were doing until you noticed or you were done.

-Kakashi-senpai, what are you doing there?

-Naruto forgot her things-he said entering the apartment-and you don't have to call me Senpai, we are no longer in ANBU.

You smiled at the comment and nodded.

-Of course he forgot, I think he hardly slept because of how excited he is -you said smiling as you finished packing food in various boxes.

-Do you think he will pass?- He asked, leaning on the kitchen counter, arms folded. You nodded again.

-If you have recommended them for the exam is because they, I trust your criteria.

-Do not trust my criteria, trust their abilities.

-Isn't that what your criteria is based on?-You asked finally finishing packing everything and giving it to him.

-What is this?- He asked confused.

-It is four food rations, three for the boys and one for you, I know that these exams are not easy for them or for you.

For some reason you had blushed while giving him the food and it was difficult for you to look at him in the eyes, with effort you raised your eyes and found his visible eye in the shape of a crescent moon, his free hand rested on your head -So sweet (YN)...

The comment made you blush even more and you looked at the floor, his hand still on your head, stroking your hair, you smiled nervously and pointed to one of the doors-Naruto's things are in his room.

Kakashi rubbed his face, why had he remembered that while waiting for Tsunade to receive them? His head kept spinning, "had i really treated (YN) so bad?"

-Kakashi have you heard?

-No, this ..... I was thinking-he apologized while Iruka continued talking, not only was Gemma angry with him, Iruka was also, although he didn't say it. If Naruto was like his son, (YN) was like his sister.

-ANBU returning from a mission found this-pointed the Hokage towards the table, on it a bloody sword and next to it a piece of cloth- the problem is that it was very far from the area where (YN) was supposed to be and there are other scents.

-Then ... she did not leave on her own-Iruka concluded what everyone thought-Are you going to create a search party?

The Hokage nodded-I'll send team 8.

-Not me?

-I'm sorry, Kakashi, but it's the best team to track a missing person.

-Add me to the team -he protested leaning on the table- it's my responsibility, I'm the one who left her there.

-Kakashi is right-said Iruka. Kurenai can't handle it, she has to deal with ...

-All right, you will leave tomorrow, in the found objects there is still a trace of the other people so I will find her , don't worry.

The man went straight to his apartment, he didn't want to meet anybody else, he didn't want any more questions or comments about what happened, he thought of going to the hospital to see how Yona was, but he didn't feel like it either. When he opened the door to the apartment, the darkness and the emptiness hit him, since Naruto was not in Konoha, the normal thing was that you would have stayed with him and when he opened the door you would turn on all the lights quickly to go to the kitchen, open the fridge and scold him for having it empty or if you had not arrived together, you would already be there, perched on the sofa, eating something and reading a book and then you would tell him the whole story several times and repeat yourself more than necessary because you always lost yourself in your own narration.

Kakashi didn't understand why he was starting to miss it at that moment, when he had had plenty of time to do it, it had been weeks or maybe even two months since your last discussion, which ended it all.

Maybe it was because he kept seeing you around the village and  knew you were safe, that he had not thought about the solitude of the apartment, because despite the endless discussions you had always come back and deep down, maybe he assumed that this time was the same.

Kakashi was disappointed, you knew, he always looked at you like that when something similar happened, his expression of boredom replaced by disgust and disappointment, not wanting to speak to you, but you continued.

-I don't want to see you near me again, you understand?- You almost shouted at the boy in the face, he looked at you trembling and nodded nervously before turning and leaving quickly, people around you looked and murmured by the scene they just witnessed  "WHAT?" You said loud, looking around and everyone continued with their things.

When the boy was out of your sight, Kakashi wasn't there either, you found him a few minutes later in his apartment.

-I thought we were going to eat together.

His usual bored expression back, you stood leaning against the door, his body language told you he didn't want you to come in, you clenched your fists ready to get mad at him, but he spoke first.

-Don't throw a tantrum on me (YN) I don't have time for that.

-You have nothing to do for two days or at least you said that three hours ago.

-I changed my mind-with the book in his hand he started to close the door but you stopped him with your foot, opening it and going inside, to the clear chagrin of the man who was pinching the bridge of his nose clearly reluctantly.

-Is this change in attitude because I rejected that guy a while ago?

-Aren't you able to see what you've done wrong?

-I'm not a kid, don't talk to me like you're educating me, besides, shouldn't you be jealous or something like that?

Kakashi's expression was unreadable at the time, he simply denied as if giving up and dropped onto the sofa reading his book-You can come back when you realize, until then, goodbye, close the door well when you leave.

Fed up with his attitude you threw your bag at his face, making him put the book aside -What's your fucking problem? -You yelled exasperated by the situation, all you wanted was a quiet date on your day off and in the end you finished like that.

-My problem is this, you can't be cruel to someone just because they ask for a date and then come and yell and throw things at me -he said getting up and filling the door to open it, standing aside, as a gesture for you to leave.

-It's the fifth time this week that this guy is chasing me to "ask me on a date", sometimes it´s necessary to be cruel with assholes who don't understand no, so fuck off Kakashi, I have every right to shout and get mad-you walked even the door facing him-you are the one who is being irrational and I don't understand it -you went out on the landing and he closed the door without saying anything else- sometimes I don't understand you-you murmured before leaving, confused, angry and sad.

That had been one of the infinite discussions you had, but you always fixed it, except for the last one, despite that Kakashi kept finding your things around his apartment, books, some glasses for the tea that you had brought, a kettle, the toothbrush , spare clothes...everything was as if at any moment you were going to walk through the door and hug him or complain about something and again Kakashi, while taking one of your books, wondered why he had taken so long to miss you and feel that nostalgia.

He took the bookmark inside, it was a craft that Naruto had given you many years ago, it was shrill as the boy but adorned with daisies, he removed it from the book and put it in his jacket - I'm going to find you.

[hidden-behind-the-fourth-wall]

I didn’t want it to be this way

Pairing: Dark!Curtis Everett x F!Reader;

Story Rating: Explicit, 18+ only;

Warnings: Non-con, cursing, explicit sexual content, forced loss of virginity, angst, smut.

Summary: Train crashed, but there are survivors. Both from tail and head. But you are not the leader. Curtis is. However, he is not the same as he was before the crash. You try to talk to him but nothing is as it was back then.

A/N: This a one-shot made for the amazing @jtargaryen18​ ‘s Dark Curtis Holiday Challenge. This is probably the darkest and most angst thing I wrote... ever! I am actually feeling like making a story out of this if someone will be interested. Thinking of it as a preview :)

Word count: 3100+

The idea of revolution. You still remember the heated conversation you had with Curtis about it. Spending most of your life in the train not knowing anything about people and the world outside of this metal can, your way of seeing the future was completely different to how other did, including him. 

“You’re just a kid.”

It really annoyed you, until he could not say that to you anymore. The first time you sat at the meeting discussing the action of the tail, was the same day he could not look at you as a kid. But this does not mean he did not believe in your ‘childish’, as he used to call it, idea of revolution. 

“They deserve to experience what we have everyday!” He hissed at you, during one of the meetings, when you decided to speak up about the absurdness of the whole idea, of reversing the tail into the head. “Put them in our shoes!”

“What’s the point, Curtis?” Your voice was always calm and steady, which surprised Edgar, who always backed out during the argument between the two of you. “Tell me, how would we differ from Wilford? We’re not helping. We are just taking the power in our hands”, your breath hitched, when stood up absurdly and yanked you to the wall, holding you at the collar of your jacket. 

“Curtis”, a quiet whisper from Gilliam was always a way to stop the man from further action, but not today. Curtis lowered to look you straight in the eyes. 

“You childish thinking that all the people are good, will get you killed one day.” You swallowed harder, when he pushed you more into the wall. “If those people there would be good, we would not be here leaving worse than the fucking insects!” He pulled away but his stern gaze was still fixated on you. 

“They are all scared… You don’t know…”

“I do know!” He added, sitting back down, hiding his face in the hands, visibly tired of this conversation. “Humans are not different from animals. If they have a chance to kill for their own good, they will.” 

You looked around the room and sighed remembering this conversation. It felt like it happened too far ago, but it was only 37 days ago. 35 days ago the train exploded and the engine that kept on moving the train stopped working. You all but Yona’s dad survived. Both of the kids had almost no scratch. Curtis, who towered above you three had it the worst. Especially his left arm, that miracly survive the heroic action of taking little Tommy out of this awful base.

You still weren’t sure how you managed to find the little cave nearby the crashed train. You took him there and made sure that he would be able to come back to health. You needed him, the people that survived needed him. He was your leader, no matter what he said. He was unconscious for about 20 days. Every night was like a life nightmare that you needed to go through, thinking he would never wake up. You didn’t know what you’d do if that would come true. 

“That went fuckin’ perfect!” You turned to the side of the voice and smiled sadly seeing the young man. You still weren’t sure how in the heaven he survived, but when you came back to the train to search for the survivors, he was there. In the small made bed, taken care by the tail people. They told you he lost a lot of blood but he was breathing a bit after you were gone. For the entire 18 years since you lived in the train, you never cried. Never until this day. When you noticed his body, his alive body on the floor. You remember falling on your knees and just ugly sobbing on his chest. All the energy that was consumed with fighting and helping out Curtis tire you down completely and all the emotions came out. 

Edgar healed quickly. Maybe even a bit too quickly, but you blamed his young body for it. He forced you to take the lead of the people that survived the crash, at least until Curtis wakes up. You were opposite it, repeating Curtis’ words, ‘I ain’t no leader.’ But you did it, for him, for Curtis, Yona, Timmy and the others. 

“They listened to Curtis for way too long!” You sighed tiredly, looking at the table where all the people were sitting about 20 minutes ago. “I don’t want to impose anything on them. They were forced to so many things already, but revenge is not a way to live. Not now. Not when so few of us is left…” Your voice sounded so tired, small and caved. 

Your ‘childish’ ideas have not died with the fight you had in the train. After the crash you believed even more that living together as one society, a tail and the head, would be the only good thing. But you were not stupid. You knew that people should not be forced to changes so quickly. You knew that tail wanted the revenge and the head would not be happy to live with the tail, after all the years living a high level life. You didn’t blame anyone, you really tried to understand. But you believed that if you would be able to live together it would only be for your benefits. The front of the train knew things that the back didn’t and vice versa. People could learn from one another if they wanted to, but they were too stubborn. 

“Maybe... You should try and talk to Curtis, or I…”

“No. You…” You turned to him and he tensed just now realising how tired you looked. The black circles were bigger than he ever seen even in Curtis. You looked physically and mentally tired. He was sure he noticed you hissing, curing and whining out of the pain. But whenever he asked, you always smiled at him and said that you were alright. There were times, he was sure he noticed a blood on the little handkerchief you had with you. But again he never asked, because he knew the answer. “I will talk to him. Why don’t you walk around the caves and see the reactions of the people?” Knowing that there was no way for the tail and head to live together just yet, you divided the people from the train into different caves. No one from tail knew where the head lived and vice versa. Only you and Edgar knew. He has become your right hand in decision making. That’s why you didn’t want him to go and talk to Curtis. He respected him too much. And you wanted it to stay like that. 

“You should rest, Y/N” You raised your brow and shuffled his hair playfully, before leaving him alone. You took a deep painful breath. Everything hurt. Your every bone, muscle, your lungs and head. You did not have time to rest, to take care of yourself since the crush and it was taking a stroll on you. You did not mind the pain that much, but the blood with your every cough was being annoying. You were angry at yourself for Edgar to notice this. He was too young to worry about you. 

You looked at the direction of the little single cave where Curtis was laying. He was still too weak to get up and actually work. Not to mention that he just wasn’t ready mentally. Gilliam’s betrayal destroyed him, not to mention, that he started to doubt you as well. Gilliam was like a grandpa for you. You were the closest to him. He practically took you under his arm when you were left alone at the age of five. You followed him like a shadow. Curtis believed that there was no way you would not know, did not hear GIlliam talking about his ‘real plan’. During one his worse days, he pushed you hard onto the wall and blamed you for all this death, claiming you a little puppet doll that just did everything that both of them wanted. 

You never fought him. You were smarter than that. He was mentally unstable, and despite his left arm still in pain he was much stronger than you. Despite all the years of arguing you were never afraid of him. He was your shield, the man you always went to when you had nightmares, until that day. You didn’t fight him because you knew that he could have killed you. It hurt you. 

You didn’t have time to grief anyone. Tanya, Grey. You were too busy to fight, and then to survive, help the people, help Curtis. Even the nights weren’t really time to grieve. You had so much to do, that you barely slept. You were too busy. And now his hatred towards you was another thing you needed to grief, because you loved him. It was not the same love you had for Edgar, or Timmy and Yona. No this was the love that was almost forbidden in the tale section. You loved him way before you even understood the concept of love. You loved the man that hated you. How stupid. But you didn’t have time to think about it. About your feelings. 

Taking a shaky, scared deep breath you walked to the cave, hoping that he would at least listen to you. He was the only one that could bring peace right now. He was your leader after all. 

**

He cursed under his breath, probably millionth time this day. The pain was annoying and the fact he could not move the arm too much made him even more on edge. he knew he was needed for him people, but was not ready to come back yet. The pain clouded his mind. He needed to be 100% ready to come back. Not to disappoint anyone, especially Edgar. 

When he saw the young man walking to his cave he was sure he was dreaming. But he was really there. With this cheeky smile on his face and annoying jokes flying from his mouth. It was really him. Truly alive. It was than Curtis decided that he needs to come back to health quickly. 

He sat hearing footsteps. He frowned not expecting anyone today. If Edgar came to see him it was in the morning or evening, never in the middle of the day. He clenched his jaw, however noticing you walking closer to his bed.

“What are you doing here!” He hissed lowly, not missing the way you flinched at his tone. He was hoping he has scared you enough to never come back. He didn’t want to see you, listen to a word you would say. He despised you, dreaming of your dead body. He believed you were a traitor just like Gilliam, a traitor that deserved the most painful death. And he didn’t mind bringing that on you. 

“If you come here again, I will make sure you will feel the pain I feel right now!”

He hoped those words would keep her away from the cave. It did for couple of days. He didn’t see her. Yona always came in to change the bandages, sending you one of her angry looks, but never said anything. He knew the young girl learned to like you. The same with Timmy. This was probably the only reason he still haven’t killed you. 

“We need to talk”, you said quietly. He smirked seeing how desperately you tried to act cool and composed, but despite the levels of clothes, he could see your shivering body. And to his great satisfaction, the cold was not the reason. 

“I don’t think so!” He answered slowly getting up. He didn’t miss the way your body automatically etched to help him. But you stopped yourself, knowing that he would never let you touch him. “I told you what I would do to you, the next time I saw you, right?” He was steps away from you and  noticed the way you swallowed hard, when he towered over you. He felt so good noticing how small and weak you looked comparing to him. 

“The people… They need you, Curtis. The tail is trying to get rid off the people from the head and…”

“Good!” He stopped you, clenching his healthy hand. “We fought for that. For the superiority.”

“No, Curtis. We fought for freedom”, you whined, when his right hand clenched on your throat. Your eyes widened, when you started to get difficulties with breathing. You looked him the eyes and you felt shivers down your spine. He was pissed and right here right now, you were sure he was close to actually killing you. “Curtis… please…” Your small hands travelled to his wrist hoping he would loosen up a bit. 

“Don’t you fuckin’ tell me what we fought for! You are nothing but a traitor, that deserves the most painful and agonising death!” He didn’t move, didn’t flinch when the tears started to fall down your cheeks. He never seen you cry. Not when you were a child, not when Edgar died, or they shot Gilliam. But he didn’t care. This will not save you. 

“Please… I didn’t know”, you tried so hard to speak but apparently that made him even more mad. You started to see stars when he loosened up and threw you on his bed. You backed away to the wall, when he started to walk towards you. “I really didn’t know. He never spoke about those things when I was there. Please… believe me!” your throat burned, but you needed to tell him that. “If I knew I would tell you Curtis… You know I would!”

“I really fuckin’ don’t.” He shouted, towering over you. “You were his shadows since you were a little brat. Followed him everywhere. And me? I was just one of the tail passengers!” He smirked seeing your terrified expression. He felt powerful. The first time since he found out Gilliam betrayed them. Now when you were just sitting there. On his bed. Completely terrified. He took a deep breath feeling his cock twitch at the thought itself. No, he will not kill you. Not yet. Edgar, Yona and Timmy care about you. He won’t kill you,  but he will make you lose any will to live. “You know, Wilford was right about something.” You were watching him with fear when he kneeled on the bed, insanity in his eyes. “I should probably get laid.” 

You froze at his words. This was not happening. You tried to kick him away but he pinned your legs to the bed, and will animalistic ease climbed on you. Pinning your both hands over your head with his right hand, and your legs with his one. He was strong. Impossibly strong. You tried to fight, tried to get away. 

“Curtis, please let me go”, you sobbed, feeling his left hand wondering down to your breasts squeezing them painfully. “Please don’t do this!” He only laughed and his hand travelled down to your pants and you closed your eyes, when he yanked them down with ease. “Please, please, no!” You begged him. This must have been a nightmare. This was not happening. Curtis would never do that. The man you loved would never made you do that. He would never force you into anything like that. 

“I didn’t want want it to be this way”, he hissed to your ear, his fingers opening his zipper, not caring about your sobbing, tears and protests. You wanted to scream, but you couldn’t. “I told you not to ever come here. You betrayed all of us, and I will punish you. In one way you will never forget.” And without another word he pushed inside you, making you whine in pain. He was big, too big. You weren’t ready. You were dry down there, not stretched, and his every move was a horrow show. 

His breathing sped up when he slowly deeped in inside you. You was pushing neglecting your pain, until something stopped him. He widened his eyes and looked at you, shock and surprise in his beautiful eyes, you learned to love so much. For just a second you thought he may stopped, that he came to his senses, but he only smirked and with a groan he pushed further, harder taking your innocent away from you. He put his left hand on your mouth to kill the screamed that left your lips and not giving you a second to adjust he started to pound on you. There was nothing gentle in it. He fucked you, taking only his pleasure into consideration. 

You closed your eyes, praying for it to end soon. It hurt so much that you didn’t even fight him anymore. So he took his left, pained arm out of your mouth and put it on your waist, speeding up the pace, making you sobb and whine more. 

“Fuck! You’re so tight!” he hissed through his teeth, enjoying every second of it. Every move, made his cock twitch and you hoped this was going to end soon. How did any of this happened. How could the man you knew so well, the man who cared so deeply about his people, do something like that. How could a man you loved do this? You dreamed about it. About your first time being with him. But not like that. You panicked when his movements slowed down, and became haotic. 

“Please, not inside!” You whispered, but had none of that. He looked you deep in your eyes, with the same smirk, and emptied himself into you with a satisfied growl. You felt his spew leaking away down your thighs, when he finally moved away. You were just laying there. In a complete pain, scared and shocked. 

“Get the fuck out before I change my mind and cut your throat open!” He hissed, turning away from you. 

This was not what you came here for. In that second you wanted him to kill you. You wanted him to end the humiliation you felt. Your heart was broken, and you felt mortified. You got up on your wibbly legs and put your trousers on, shaking from the fear and cold. With no words you left the cave. You couldn’t even cry. All your tears were gone. Everything hurt you. When you were safe and far away from his cave, you let the agonising scream. 

It was then you decided. The minute Curtis comes back all healed, you leave. Run away as far as you can. Even if this would kill you. You would not be able to look him in the eyes. You felt dirty, and used, and yet...you still loved him. The man who just raped you. 

[shibalen]

HIYA! This is me ✨ anon! I was about to sleep when you posted this gajshsjs better do it fast- Okay so, I would like a romantic match-up for Akatsuki no Yona and Haikyuu! I dont think I'll be able to summon those other emojis so I would like music box and jewellery box uwu. My nickname is Oya! I am a female with long straight black hairs and black eyes and I wear glasses. I am smol, 160cm, and a bit on the chubby side :"). I am a INTP-T so this shows I am an introverted person. ✨(1/2)✨

I also have trust issues so its really hard for me to open up to new people but once I get to know them I'll never leave their side. I also have anger issues so I bust out at the wrong time hahaha. I love to sleep, eat and be lazy all day doing nothing. If something interests me I would get obsessed with it. I have a disliking towards dogs because of some encounters in the past TvT. Just a little fun fact- sometimes I purr like a kitty 🐯. ✨(2/3)✨ (me made a little mistake I think-)

In a relationship, I would place loyalty and trust over everything else! Oh and I just saw that do you own many plants? Damn my house has like its own garden on the roof. Thanks for this and remember to always take care of yourself and stay safe 🌸 ✨(3/3)✨

♡︎ matchup for ✨anon

howdy! i'm so glad you made it on time. i really hope you enjoy your matches!

akatsuki no yona: i match you with . . .

shin-ah !!

• i know you two sound too similar to be matched but i promise once you come to trust each other the result is the most beautiful !!

• as an intp-t you are easy-going, have rich imagination and don't need extravagant objects in your life to feel happy. i am 100% sure Shin-ah would love these qualities in a lover.

• also, you need not look further for someone loyal and trustworthy because Shin-ah is the perfect example of those traits. no one will cherish you like he does. for you he'd go to the moon and back ♡︎

• he's a little difficult to understand sometimes but over time you learn to read his body language and tone of voice to determine how he's feeling. your bond exceeds the limits of words. it is something much deeper, almost spiritual.

• your relationship development was no doubt a long road, seeing as both of you were rather guarded at first, but i believe it was something that also brought you together.

• before you were ready to join the rest of the gang by the fire during dinners, you would sit by yourself. Shin-ah, being a shy boy but also knowing you were on your guard, began slowly sitting closer to you every time. it was little things like that which made you become closer.

• you grew together very naturally, respecting each others' boundaries until there were almost none between you two (o´ω`o)

• it's so lovely how you're always by each others side, not perhaps always talking but doing things like napping, eating and walking side-by-side. anybody can see what a cute couple you make.

• i'm telling you he's in love with how much passion you have for your interests. when you're telling him about all the plants you like or a crazy dream you had he'd mostly be quiet, hanging on your every word.

• but sometimes you'll catch him with a small smile or muttering "tell me more". you're like his own ray of sunshine

• once to explain it to him, i think he'll be fairly good at understanding your outbursts. he lived with Ao for a long time and knows when someone is under pressure.

• he'll try his best to help you. he has a very calm energy so being about him definitely has a good influence. will very gently reach out to you to get you away from your source of anger. "Oya, let's go."

• giving you his fluff when you're cold !! if you invite him to snuggle up to you, might catch a glimpse of him holding back tears before turning away to wipe them off.

• and speaking of, napping with Shin-ah is the best experience you can ask for: he's so soft and warm, and sometimes he'll hold onto you in his sleep like a small child— gets teased by Jae-Ha about it later shhh

• poor bby gets a little insecure when someone's flirting with you or even having your attention for a little too long :( if you're comfortable with it then he just subtly sulks in the background but if not then he'll be by your side in a second to ward off the character.

• when you're feeling shy or uncomfortable he'll either pull you close to hide within his fluff or pet your head. though he doesn't speak much, his actions speak for themselves.

• he brings you flowers and puts them in your hair. the contrast of your dark hair and light petals make it look like you have a tiny garden on your head, it makes Shin-ah's heart flutter to the point you can see his blush ♡︎

• your dates include romantic moonlit walks in a forest, firefly viewing, napping, making flower crowns and exploring new towns you travel to !!

♫︎ music box

— Dandelions by Ruth B.

— Talk To Me by Cavetown

— Lost In You by Khai Dreams

— Sunshine by Keaton Stormberg

— Angel With A Shotgun by The Cab

♡︎ runner up: Jae-ha

⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆

haikyuu: i match you with . . .

lev haiba !!

• i know for a fact Lev would l o v e your innovative and curious way of thinking as an intp-t !! also you're chill but don't open up much at first so that raises his curiosity towards you.

• you were classmates but hung around in too different circles to interact properly until . . . you both fell asleep in the same class. the teacher sent you to the corridor to think about your actions.

• while you were feeling embarrassed, Lev was a little cranky that his nap was interrupted and how sleepy he still was. he told you there was nothing to be embarrassed about since it was school in the first place that made you tired.

• despite your differences in personality (and you finding him kind of intimidating), Lev was super friendly and kept talking about volleyball and asking you questions. even afterward he came to talk to you because he honestly found you so pretty and smart and wanted to get to know you more ♡︎

• you soon noticed it was easy to trust him but it wasn't until another while that he asked you out. of course, he wanted to do it sooner but both Kuroo and Yaku said to make sure you were completely comfortable with him first.

• he brought you over to watch when they were having a practice match with Fukurodani. it was great.

• "Oya? " "Oya oya?" "Oya oya oya." i'm sorry i had to

• mate, you guys have over a 30cm height difference !! it's almost a second nature for this boy to pick you up, hug you and spin you around. you drown in his jersey but you know he loves it.

• you don't have to worry about hurting him when getting angry: sunshine boy lets it go easily. he'll only focus of making you feel better by joking around. "it's okay, Oya! compared to Yaku-san you're an angel!"

• when he first heard you purring he was like (´•ω•`)? but then changed to ((っ･ω･)っ lemme hold you you're too cute asdfghjk

• but you know he can be such a blabbermouth sometimes. when he's with the rest of the Nekoma team he can't help but talk about you. how excited you are about your interests, how adorable you are when you're napping, the list never ends, oh dear (¯∇¯٥)

• the boys can't decide whether it's cute or cringe that he has like a hundred pictures of you on his phone and his phone's background is a selfie of the two of you with edited cat ears and whiskers.

• spoiler: it's cute af and it makes him grin everytime he looks at it

• if there aren't any upcoming exams or games you meet up every saturday just to laze around and take it easy. when he gets stressed or is under the weather so being with you is the perfect relief.

• during a particularly rough week he'll complain what sounds like every second of the day. he'll be very whiny and touchy with you until and if you tell him to stop. but at least please hold his hand on your way home !!

• you do dumb but cute stuff together while hanging out like competing who can fit more popcorn in their mouth or doing the duck face with pringles chips and see who will laugh first (it's Lev)

• he can't remember all the types of plants you own so he names them himself. whenever he comes over he'll wave at them and call them something like Tom, Jeffrey or RedWheels666 lol

• a very fulfilling relationship: you provide the down-to-earth approach and the braincells while Lev is the social daredevil that is spontaneous enough for both of you.

• dates with the two of you include stay-at-home dinners with movies, cosy blanket and cuddles, karaoke nights, walks in the park and by ponds as well as visits to zoos and aquariums !!

𑁍 jewellery box

— favourite memory with you:

when you went on a school trip to a beach resort and after a long day of playing beach volleyball and hanging out with friends you two sneaked out to walk along the beach. you were sharing some snacks and chatting away. it was the first time you truly opened up to him. he remembers watching you smile so wide, so beautifully and being absolutely whipped.

— favourite activity to do together:

as much as he l o v e s napping with you, Lev's favourite activity together is, in fact, training. sounds strange, i know, but you don't even have to be athletic or do anything at all, he just likes having you there because you motivate him to do his best. you joke around, and count his pushups—if you're in a gym everyone else is jelly.

— favourite place to kiss you:

your stomach and cheeks. sometimes he challenges you to tickle fights just so he can peck your face with kisses or your belly. they're so soft he can't resist ♡︎

— favourite nicknames to call you by:

baby, because i know he just would. also your nickname and bean because that's what he called you before he knew your name so now it's a running gag between y'all.

— favourite thing about you:

probably that you're just as curious as him about your surroundings. it means that you join in when he gets excited over something instead of scolding him. you also don't mind his blunt nature and know he means well ♡︎

♡︎ runner up: Hajime Iwaizumi

there you go! thank you for the sweet words, i do try taking care though sometimes it's hard (✿^‿^) don't forget to take time off for yourself, dear ♡︎

[captainmarkone]

Things Are Changing

Chapter Five. Characters: Curtis Everett x Reader. Warning(s): Making out, fluff. Authors Note: I’m trying to set a schedule in posting these, but I always get lazy. But I am so happy y’all are loving the story, it means so much. SUMMARY: The train has wrecked. There is life outside the train. You escaped with some people from each car. But all those in certain cars went off with each respective class. You and your group have wondered ways away from the wreck and found a five story building to be shelter. gif-credit.

It had been days. You made it to the front with Curtis, Nam, and Yona. Curtis went into the engine room, leaving you behind with Yona and Nam, who became injured due to Claude. It caused his death. You remember it all too well.

Tears streamed down your face as you looked down at the snow. The flashbacks of that day hitting you over and over again. Yona had ripped open the floorboards to reveal Timmy underneath. Resulting in Curtis getting him out, losing his arm in the process. You closed your eyes, breathing deeply when you slightly jumped when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

Curtis looked at you, his other arm bandaged and resting in a makeshift sling. You turned fully to him and moved your hand behind his neck. He pressed his forehead against yours and you took a deep breath, letting his scent fill your nose as you tried to relax. His arm was gone, but it didn’t bother you none. You were just happy he was alive, walking. Life existed outside the train, and that gave you hope, gave the group you travelled with hope.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice showing a hint of concern. You nodded, not sure if your words would fail you.

But you looked up at him, his piercing blue eyes staring into yours. “I’m fine… how’s your arm?” you asked, looking at the bandage that was becoming slightly dampened by the blood. “We have to change it soon,” you whispered, and you felt his fingers move under your chin, lifting it up so your eyes met his again.

“Gonna help me?” he asked, and you smiled softly. He never let anyone else touch his arm, he didn’t trust anyone else with it. You and the small group that had made it from the wreckage found a building that wasn’t far from where the train crashed. You and Curtis had your own section of the building. It was just right of the entrance, it was still cold as hell but fires were made easily with the oil and scraps found from the train. A fire was already going in the room you shared with him, and he sat in front of it.

It was the only source of light, it was getting late.

“Curtis?” someone called out, Link came in and stood there beside the open doorway. You smiled at the male and he smiled back as he greeted you by saying your name. You took this as a good thing — Link was going to distract Curtis as you cleaned his arm. You gathered your clean bandages, happy to have found more in the front cars of the train. Damn rich people had plenty.

Unwrapping his bandage, you looked at his arm. It was healing, sure, but slowly. It was going to take a long time. Cleaning it with fresh snow you had collected, you took the alcohol in the container and sprayed a bit. He flinched, but kept his attention on Link. You wrapped it back up, placing a kiss on his cheek to let him know you were done.

“We saw a polar bear somewhere close to the horizon in the west. We’re gonna hunt it down. We need food,” Link said and Curtis agreed. He was still the leader of the small group. Every day, a new member was added. And it meant more food was needed.

Since the wreck, you and Curtis have taken things slow. Staying bundled up in the makeshift bed he created in the corner of the room, but keeping it close to the fire. You did have nights of making out, but he never went further. Not that you blamed him. His arm was still healing. You moved behind him as he continued to talk to Link, your hands moved up under his coat to move up his sides that was covered by his sweater. Wrapping your arms around him, you remembered that night when Gilliam said having two arms was good for holding a woman. You took that literally and made up for what Curtis became insecure about.

“Take him tomorrow. He needs to get out,” you teased, smiling when Curtis scoffed. “I’ll go tomorrow to get out of your hair,” he retorted and Link left with a nod. “Feeling a little better?” you asked, whispering. He nodded, turning slightly to look at you. “Timmy ate, so no need to worry about him. Everyone else had their fill. Brad will be making more water tomorrow when the sun comes up,” you said, leaning in as he did. Your lips met, the thoughts of today leaving your mind. “Come on… time for bed,” you said against his lips and pulled away slowly. Standing up, you helped Curtis to his feet and laid on the makeshift bed of clothes that made slight cushion; though you could still feel the floor beneath you.

Curtis laid beside you, but then moved above you to looked down at you. You two never made anything official. Did it matter? The world was just ice and snow. Did it matter if you two had a label?

“What… what is this? What are we?” you asked, looking up at the man above you.

“You’re my girl, I’m your guy. Not much to really confirm,” he said, “You’re in my bed. I want you.”

The words melted you. You were practically a puddle beneath him. A smile spread across your face and you turned you head to see him resting on his elbow, he was comfortable. “Time for bed,” you said, your hands slowly moving to cradle his face, his eyes watching you closely. “Stop your staring,” you whispered, that made a smile tug on his lips.

“Nothing else I wanna stare at,” he said, leaning down to kiss you once more. A hand moved around and rest behind his neck, the other moving under him and slowly moving it to his back, resting it to keep him close to you. “Don’t start,” you whispered against his lips. “But I plan on finishing,” he whispered back, plucking open the button of your coat.

This was it. You were scared, not having been with someone before. He knew it. He knew it was something you were nervous about. “I’ll go slow,” he reassured you, and you nodded. Still nervous, your breath showing that you were as you shuddered when you felt his hand slowly unbutton your jeans.

Nerves claimed you, just how his lips did.

[bmysterys]

Careful, You’re Extremely Hot!

“Thanks for coming! Have a grand day!” Yona smiles as she hands the customer their coffee with a small note written on the side. ‘Have a brew-tiful day!’ She knows it’s just a quirky little pun but if it can brighten someone’s day, then she would be happy with just that, even if it’s just a small smile. Mornings can be rough for anyone who’s in a rush and in dire need of caffeine to jump start their day. So, Yona was resolved to make sure she added a kind note to each order when she worked.

The Dragon Cafe. Known for its stellar customer service and legendary coffee. The staff always knew how to keep their customers happy and coming back for more. A smile here, a kind gesture there, and to top it off, sweet notes written on their drinks. Yona looked over at the register area where Jae-Ha took the next order. His way of charming the customers always astonished her. He was a natural. The ladies loved him, the men admired him, and even some felt empowered by him. He always knew the right thing to say to a customer, no matter the situation. His self-confidence was one of the things Yona admired. She didn’t envy it, despite her own wishes to have a fraction of it, but it was just part of what made him who he is. And she wouldn’t change it for anything. Jae-Ha had become one of her closest friends working together at the cafe, despite all his charms and teasing he likes to save for Yona to make the girl flustered- a favorite past time of his much to her displeasure. But most of all, it was when he would visit the cafe that Jae-Ha liked to tease her even more. And today was going to be one of those days…

She sees him walk in with his usual buddy at his side. His dark, shaggy hair that nearly covers his bright, blue eyes she could easily pick out from a crowd. The serious look on his face that could freeze anyone in place, but not usually in the way he would hope. Today, he wears a blue V-neck shirt fitted around his long,muscular torso, the color complemented his eyes, and black jeans that were loose around his legs but snug around his hips. Yona couldn’t help but stare as he walks in, nearly forgetting the current latte she was supposed to be making as the pair get in line. 

Jae-Ha was standing next to her, watching as she ogled at mister tall, dark, and handsome. A devious smile stretches his lips as he leaned over her shoulder. “Yona…” he kept his voice low but light in a sing-song voice to get her attention. “You’ll catch flies with your mouth open like that. Besides, I don’t think you can froth that much more, darling.” Yona gasped and turned it off, removing the cup before the contents spilled out to move onto the steaming wand. She could still feel him standing over her shoulder with that smug grin on his face, just waiting to tease her about it, but remained silent as she finished the order. The shorter the line gets and the closer the two men get to ordering, Yona can feel tiny pinpricks covering her body and her stomach tighten in knots. It was finally their turn and Yona greeted them with her usual smile.

“Welcome back! What can I get for you two today?” Yona asked cheerfully despite feeling like her body was shaking like a maraca. 

“Yona! Don’t you look radiant today! Don’t you think, Hak?” His friend beamed while the dark-haired man tried to not look annoyed.

“Do you have to do this every time? Sorry, Yona, I know how busy you are. I couldn’t believe the line had already reached the door by the time we got here,” Hak said, offering an apologetic smile to her. The softness in his eyes made her feel as if she could melt into a puddle before them.

“Oh no, don’t worry about that. And thank you, Soo-won, you’re too kind as always. So, what shall it be? Trying something new again, today?” She asked looking between the two.

“Just a black coffee for me today, Yona. Make it the strongest you have,” Hak answered.

“And I would love a chai latte if you don’t mind, gorgeous.” Soo-won smiled. 

Yona typed in their order trying to keep her eyes trained on the screen in front of her and print the tickets for both drinks. Soo-won was a lot like Jae-ha she had come to realize. Always a flirt. Although, Soo-won seemed more reserved for the ladies and wasn’t as straight forward or as boisterous as Jae-ha’s flair tended to have. The sentiment was sweet but it paled in the way Hak saying her name filled her stomach with butterflies. It was thick and smooth as honey with his tenor voice. Soo-won paid for them both since Hak paid the time before, the two always switching off on who covered their drinks instead of creating separate orders to save on time. Handing him their receipt, she hurried to the coffee bar to get started on their drinks while they walked over to the side to wait. With more coffee brewing and seamlessly moving around her other coworkers, she grabbed two cups and labeled them accordingly. Hak’s wouldn’t take nearly as long to prepare so she sets his next to the coffee pot with a coffee sleeve slid around it and went to work on Soo-won’s. While she prepared the latte, Jae-ha peeked at the order on the other cup and smirked. He pulled a marker from his apron pocket and quickly scribbled a little note, ‘Tall, dark, and strong just like you.’ He set the cup back down and continued on his way for the new orders coming in. Time to get the ball rolling, Yona-dear. 

Finally finished with the chai latte, Yona made a small note on the cup. ‘Thanks a latte!’ Since Soo-won paid this time around, it was his turn to get the note on his cup. She liked to make sure they both got one each time they came in so would take turns writing a note between them just as they took turns paying for their order. “Order up for Soo-won!” Yona called. She turned to grab the second drink behind her and held them both out as he met her at the pick-up counter. Soo-won grabbed the drinks from her hands and turned his around to see what note she had for him today.

“Why, thank you a latte as usual,” Soo-won smiled brightly with a wink and a light chuckle. Yona chuckled back and waved him off as he turned to give Hak his drink. “And one large black coffee to match your black soul.”

Hak rolled his eyes and took the drink, grateful to finally have the needed caffeine after a long shift and ignoring the urge to retort. “Let’s just hope this is strong enough to get me through the rest of the day.” He took a sip and sighed. “Perfect.”

Soo-won seemed distracted by something, staring at Hak as if there was something on his face. “What? Something wrong with your chai?”

Soo-won smirked then reached out towards Hak’s drink. He tried pulling it away from the man’s reach but Soo-won just rolled his eyes and tried turning it around in his hand. “Looks like someone gets an extra message now.” Hak stared at the words written on his cup. He never would’ve thought to look had Soo-won not shown him.

“She writes everyone a note.” Hak said plainly not wanting to think about the potential message behind the words. “She probably had a little more time to write one for both of us since we had a simpler order this time.”

Soo-won was unconvinced but decided to sip at his own drink instead of say otherwise. Hak tried to not think about it but his mind kept circling back to it. He’d be lying to himself if he said he hadn’t found the barista attractive. Her short and wavy, red hair framing a cute round face. Not to mention how short and tiny she is was a whole other level of cute. But, it was her smile and the way she went the extra mile to make other people smile that he noticed most and drew him towards her. He turned around just before they left the little cafe to see her taking the next order, her smile shining brighter than anyone else’s. See you tomorrow. He thought with a smile then turned back to follow Soo-won.

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“Whew! What a day.” Yona wiped her brow with the back of her hand after finishing sweeping. The day had finally reached its end and the little cafe was now empty and quiet. It was strange to not see the normal hustle and bustle that filled the place but the workers took a little bit of peace from it nonetheless.

“Another grand day, you might say?” Jae-ha teased, leaning against the counter he had finished cleaning. 

“I think it’s sweet that Yona takes the time to put some thought into her messages for the customers!” Kija countered coming to Yona’s defense.

“It’s alright, Kija. Jae-ha is just teasing,” she smiled at him. Always the sensitive one. Kija never cared for Jae-ha’s flirtatious games or how he enjoyed teasing Yona any chance he got. 

“So, what are you going to write on lover boy’s cup tomorrow?” Jae-ha asked, ignoring Kija.

Yona looked over at Jae-ha confused. “Lover boy?” She inquired, trying to think who he could be talking about.

Innocent, sweet child… Jae-ha sighed. “You know, Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome.” A smirk creeped on his face as her face turned bright red.

“Jae-ha!”

The man just shrugged. “What? Anyone with eyes can see just how gorgeous that man is. And someone has an adorable crush on him.” He waggled his eyebrows at her. Anxiety started twisting her stomach into knots the more flustered she felt. Her body could be set on fire and she probably wouldn’t know the difference with how hot she felt.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she turned away in hopes he would drop the subject but she should’ve known better.

“Mhmm… so what was he wearing today?”

Yona looked up as if recalling but a soft smile returned to her face as she could see him as clear as day in her mind’s eye. “He was a bit more casual today than usual, don’t you think? But that blue shirt really brought out his eyes. Made them seem brighter even though he looked more tired today. Sounded like he had just got off from a long shift.” She could feel her face heating up again just thinking about the man but then her body turned stiff. Shoot! How did he- She turned around, her eyes wide as she faced Jae-ha again but his relaxed posture had not changed. It was then Shin-ah emerged from the back with a towel and his apron slung over his shoulder.

“The kitchen is clean,” he informed them before taking in the quiet scene. Yona glaring at Jae-ha who seemed much too relaxed while Kija kept his arms crossed looking a bit disgruntled. He imagined that was also Jae-ha’s doing so he turned his eyes towards the green-haired man.

“See you tomorrow, princess,” Jae-ha winked, pushing himself off the counter as turned to leave while the others finished closing up and ignoring their stares. Yona stood there gaping at him in disbelief that she had fallen into his trap. Tomorrow...she knew there would certainly be more in store for her then...and she wasn’t sure she was quite ready for it.

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The next day came and they fell back into their normal routine. Occasionally, Yona would glance towards the door to see if a certain someone had arrived yet. The conversation with Jae-ha the day before plagued her mind.

So what if I like him? It’s like he said, anyone can see how handsome Hak is. It’s just a natural attraction… Yona tried convincing herself, but the knots and butterflies in her stomach told a different story. Then just as the lunch rush was coming in, he finally arrived. Yona felt her heart skip a beat as he walked in with Soo-won and a few of his work buddies, all still in their uniforms for the Kouka Fire Department. It wasn’t often she got to see him in his uniform- the button-down shirt neatly tucked into his pants and well-fitted to his muscular frame- hearing how much he hated the formal look it gives. However, she couldn’t help but love this look on him, too.

“Do I need to call them over here to put out a fire?” Jae-ha whispered in her ear, jolting her out of her trance.

“Jae-ha!” She hissed trying to not spill the drink in her hand as she put a lid on it and called out the name of the order. The girl grabbed the drink with a quick thanks then hurried out as Yona wheeled on her coworker. Her cheeks puffed out ready to give him a piece of her mind but he was already back at the register hitting on the next customer. She groaned inwardly and shook her head. With a deep breath to calm back down, she resolved herself and got back to work. 

The line steadily moved as orders were taken. Hak and his crew creeped closer to the register to order, and Yona could feel a bead of sweat began to perspire on the back of her neck. Great! Now Jae-ha has me even more flustered! Ugh, just calm down! She tried telling herself, finishing an order of cold brews for a small group of students that came to study. Then, as usual, Jae-ha made sure the rotation of who was taking orders would make sure Yona was next to take Hak’s order.

“Good afternoon! What can I get for you today? I see you have the whole crew with you this time,” Yona smiled as she stood at the register, watching the tall, dark-haired man.

Hak sighed and ran a hand down his face. “Unfortunately… but pay them no mind, they just wanted to tag along. I doubt if they even actually order. Blame Soo-won, he’s kind of a pushover when it comes to letting people stick around to talk.” He gave her one of his rare smiles not knowing the effect it had on her.

Yona swallowed past the lump about to form in her throat and gave a light chuckle. “Oh, don’t worry about it! So, what shall it be today?”

He rattled off his and Soo-won’s order since the blond was too busy in deep conversation with one of the lady firefighters, insisting that she get a drink from here as well. Yona handed Hak his receipt after finishing the order with a sweet smile and couldn’t help but notice the way his fingers for a split second had brushed over hers when grabbing the receipt from her hand. The warmth sent tiny sparks through her fingers and made its way down her arm. With a small blush she kept hidden behind the wall of coffee blenders, makers, and other machines, she focused on the order at hand. She took Hak’s cup, wrote ‘Have a brew-tiful day!’ on the side, set it down, and turned to work on Soo-won’s. Jae-ha passed behind her to start on a mocha latte and glanced at the note she chose for Hak. Quickly, he made a couple of marks near the bottom of the cup and then continued with his task. Yona came back, finished both drinks then went to the pick up counter.

“Order up for Hak!” Even saying his name stirred the butterflies. He walked up to the counter and reached for both cups.

“Thanks, Yona,” he said with a smile. “Have a good one.”

Yona returned the smile with a nod. “You too, Hak. See you next time!”

Hak felt his heart skip a beat as she smiled up at him. It was the same thing every day, yet… would it continue to stay that way? Before he made a bumbling fool of himself, he turned away to take Soo-won his drink. “Here.” He said holding the cup out to the blond.

“Oh, why thank you,” Soo-won grabbed the drink and took a sip, while eyeing his friend. “So… what message did you get today?” He smirked from behind his cup but his eyes hid nothing.

Hak rolled his eyes and lifted the cup to read the message. “‘Have a brew-tiful day,’ there you happy?” But his eyes noticed something more. Just below the message, a pen had marked through parts of the warning label on the cup. Careful, the beverage you’re about to enjoy is extremely hot. His face warmed up and his hand immediately covered the message back up as he took a drink. He tried to play it off like nothing out of the norm had happened, not wanting to give Soo-won the satisfaction.

Soo-won was no fool. He knew Hak better than anyone, probably even better than the man knew himself. Despite being a normally quiet guy, he was acting a bit different and a little too quiet after he read the message on the cup. “Anything else?” Soo-won couldn’t help but ask. “Nothing to follow up from yesterday’s note, perhaps?” 

Now, the rest of their group had their attention drawn to their conversation. Hak glanced at each one of them then rested back on Soo-won’s smug grin. That look was enough to help Hak compose himself. He straightened his shoulders and relaxed as he took another sip. “Nope. Looks like you were wrong, as much as you hate to hear it.” He said casually then proceeded to walk past him letting the rest follow behind. Despite his words being said to Soo-won, he couldn’t ignore the fact he was eating his own words. Don’t I want to be wrong, though?

Yona watched them as Hak leads the small crowd out the cafe doors while Jae-ha huffed behind her. She turned around seeing a rather agitated and perplexed look on his face. “Everything alright?” She asked the man.

He rubbed his chin, still looking at the front entrance while mumbling under his breath. “There’s no way he didn’t see it, so why didn’t he… Hmm…”

Yona couldn’t seem to get a proper response out of him and wasn’t sure what he was even mumbling about. She looked back at the door wondering what had Jae-ha so fixated, but it wasn’t long until her mind wandered back to a familiar face. If only things were different… maybe I’d have the courage to tell you how I really feel.

The next few days mirrored the same. Busy days at the Dragon Cafe, Yona taking Hak and Soo-won’s orders while Jae-ha continued with his plans to help unite the pining couple. His attempts seemed futile as neither said anything more to the other, namely Hak since Yona had been kept in the dark all this time. However, that all changed one day when Zeno’s shift changed with Kija’s. Zeno came in as cheery as ever tying the apron around his waist. 

“Another brew-tiful day, yeah?!” He grinned with a chuckle. Walking past Yona and Jae-ha to man the drive-through window, he saw the next order sitting near the pick up counter. Reading the label, he noticed the note Jae-ha had already written. His eyes widened as he jumped up and bounced over to Yona. “The little miss finally did it?! You finally confessed?”

Yona freezed in her path and turned towards the small blond. “W-What? What are you talking about?!” She panicked and quickly moved over to him to see what she may have accidentally written. It’s supposed to be Soo-won’s turn, did I somehow write on Hak’s instead? But wait, why would Zeno think- Her eyes grew twice their size and looked around to see Jae-ha trying to act a little too casual. “Jae-ha…” she hissed trying to keep the blush from darkening her cheeks.

The culprit in question sighed and pushed his long green bangs out of his face before walking over to her. “Look, I just wanted to try to help. I thought he would’ve at least said something to you by now and make the next move but-”

“Jae-ha…” the color drained from her face, “what do you mean by that? Why would he…” The wheels in her head turned and she clutches her chest. “You mean this isn’t the first time?! How long have you been doing this?” Panic was setting in. Her breathing shallowed into quick short bursts. Jae-ha put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to look at him.

“Yona.” His voice was direct but gentle as his eyes stared into hers. “It’s going to be okay. Look, if he didn’t feel the same way about you then he wouldn’t be in here every day like clockwork. And I see the way he looks at you. It’s the same way you look at him.” He paused to give her a small smile. “I just want you to be happy, dear.”

Shin-ah came out from the kitchen to refill the pastry case only to see Yona in a panic with Jae-ha trying to comfort her. He set down the tray of baked goods and walked over to make sure everything was alright. Yona watched as Shin-ah approached with his quiet demeanor and then looked at Zeno who still smiled warmly. Then she looked back into Jae-ha’s eyes. The calm confidence they held mixed with his calm voice and seeing her friends to surround her in support helped ease Yona and brought her breathing to be more leveled again. She gulped a big breath of air and released it slowly, nodding to Jae-ha and the others she was alright now.

“We all want the little miss to be happy.” Zeno chirped in with a bright smile before setting the headset on his head and turning away from the pair. Shin-ah nodded in agreement and gave her one of his rare smiles then also retreated back to his duties, leaving her in Jae-ha’s capable hands. However, that didn’t last long either.

“Is everything alright?” A voice sounded from behind her. If she didn’t already know that voice so well, the look on Jae-ha’s face certainly gave it away. His smile turning slightly smug then gave her a wink before turning her around to face the source of the voice. Yona swallowed dryly but managed to give him a smile.

“Sorry, yes everything is fine. Um, oh! Here’s yours and Soo-won’s order.” She tried covering up the awkward situation by handing him the two to-go cups. Her eyes caught the message on Hak’s drink and felt her face warm up again. Hak reached for the cups but his eyes stayed trained on her, his expression concerned.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” He asked setting the cups down. “You don’t seem like you feel well.”

His concern for her warmed her heart and tightened the knots already formed in her stomach. She pressed her lips together, taking a deep breath through her nose as she looked up at him. Just do it. You can do it! Jae-ha’s right...right? No, forget about that. Focus!

“I like you a latte!” She blurted out to him then realized she just said the message Jae-ha had written on Hak’s cup rather than try to explain the current situation to the man before her. Her face turned two shades brighter red than her own hair as fear and embarrassment reflected through her eyes at him. His cheeks turned a bit red and she worried that she had just embarrassed him, too but then he covers his mouth with his hand. He mumbled something she couldn’t quite make out then he removed his hand revealing a sly grin she had yet to see on his face before. Liquid fire burned through her stomach and now she questioned herself if she really even had seen a blush on his face or not mere seconds ago.

“Are you always so articulate? I didn’t realize puns were more than just part of the job,” he teased her leaning against the counter between them. Her jaw dropped. She didn’t expect this kind of response and she didn’t know how to reply back. What was she doing again? Her thoughts short circuited as she stood there gaping at him. His hand reached out and a single finger tucked under her chin lifting her jaw up to close. The simple touch brought fire to the rest of her face. Maybe he needs to put out a fire after all, her mind couldn’t help but wander back to Jae-ha’s comment a few days ago. “Don’t tell me you’re a loss for words now. And here I thought we were finally making progress.” Hak winked at her, withdrawing his hand.

Yona felt as if her entire body turned into a blazing inferno. Her thoughts have turned to ash and her throat dried up, unable to do anything but silently scream on the inside.

“Why is this line so backed up?!” A voice rang out and the sound of a large door shutting close. “Yona!”

The woman squeaked and turned around to see Yun, their manager, standing at the end of the coffee bar on the other side of Jae-ha. “Sorry!” she apologized then quickly turned back to Hak handing the drinks back to him he had set down. With a smile and finally out of her daze, she found the lost words she needed. “I get off at 5.” 

Hak grabbed the drinks from her once again but leans in close, dropping his voice. “I’ll be here,” he straightened back up and just before turning away, he added, “I hope you like ramen!”

Yona watched as he walked away and handed Soo-won his drink, the butterflies stirring crazy in her stomach. I...have a date!

“Yona!’ Yun called out to her again as Jae-ha tried to keep from laughing.

“Right! Coming!” She called back and hurried to the register to help the next customer. Her smile shining a little bit brighter for the rest of her shift and a happy bounce in her step. It certainly was a brew-tiful day.

[jtargaryen18]

Coming Thursday... Out of Darkness Chapter 8

“You okay?” Yona asked as you sorted through items from the train.

Honestly, you weren’t sure. You’d been lost in your thoughts for days, those whispered words playing over and over in your head.

I love you.

You knew Curtis thought you were asleep when he said it. What you couldn’t get your mind around was why he said it.

He couldn’t have meant it. Could he?

Lowering the sweater you’d probably been folding for five minutes, you blew out an exhale.

“I’m okay,” you told her. “I think.”

“It’s warmer out there,” Jacob announced as he approached the two of you. He often took walks outside the cave each day while Curtis was gone, just to keep an eye on things. “And there’s less snow out there.”

Jacob had explained that he watched where the snow hit on his crutch and that was how he tried to track it. His words brought hope, and didn’t you all need that?

Curtis and his party were having to go out further each day to find game and some days were lean. He’d met with Park last night, pouring over maps. You knew he was planning for the group of you to move soon.

You knew that you were somewhere in Russia. Curtis wanted to take Park and a couple of others to go scout for a couple of days, to see if they could find a new location to the south that would sustain the group. Then he wanted to find the safest way to get there.

Curtis kept putting off that trip though and you were afraid you knew why.

You.

“Think he’ll go looking for a new place for us soon?” Jacob asked you.

How did you answer that?

“Maybe,” you replied.

Your group was going to have to move before too long just to survive.

“He doesn’t want to leave you,” Yona pointed out.

So they were thinking what you already knew. Curtis was probably afraid you’d try to run again.

“I’m sorry,” you muttered, working on folding a pair of huge trousers.

“No,” Yona said, placing a gloved hand on your arm. “Don’t be sorry.”

“He’s just looking after you is all,” Jacob pointed out. “Considering that a couple of Nick’s friends -- or ex-friends I guess --  are still around… I get that. But I’m here. He could leave someone else he trusts behind with us. Harvey maybe? Harvey’s little girl is here anyway.”

Was Jacob right? Was Curtis just wanting to make sure no one messed with you while he was gone?

Or was he afraid you’d leave?

Were you trying to get away from me?

Maybe he was worried about both?

Still, Jacob gave you an idea for later.

You nodded and he pitched in to help you and Yona get everything sorted. Rachel came over to help you while David told stories of some funnier things that happened at the back of the train. It helped pass the time.

The sun set and once again, Curtis wasn’t back at dark as they always had been before. You found yourself watching the entrance of the cave every few seconds, watching for him.

“They’re out there talking,” a new voice came from behind you.

Turning with the bundle of items you’d put together for Harvey’s daughter Eva, you found Luka standing there.

The young man had short dark hair, calm brown eyes. His nose and cheeks were red from the cold, and he removed the scarf from around his face, eyeing you curiously.

He’d been friends with Nick. He’d been the one you’d hit with the pipe when you’d tried to help the older couple they’d attacked after the crash. After that, in his defense, he hadn’t laid a hand on you.

But would he have if the night hadn’t gone as it had, and Curtis had let them drag you away? You shivered as you nodded quickly, hoping your terror didn’t show but knowing it did. You hung onto the clothing items in your arms a little tighter, hating that you were trembling.

Jacob moved between you. “Thanks. Appreciate it.”

Luka smirked at the other man, his thin lips making his mouth look like an angry line. His dark eyes swept over Jacob, sizing him up.

“You’re going to take care of business with one leg, are you?” Luka made his disregard of Jacob known. “Just mentioned Curtis is outside talking. Not your business.”

Something about the unkind way Luka was dealing with Jacob made you uneasy.

“Then move along,” Curtis told him, heading straight for you though his glare was on Luka.

Luka stalked off and you released the breath you’d been holding.

You could feel the tension rolling off Curtis as he came to a stop behind you, his hands on your shoulders. You knew he could feel you shaking.

Well, this wasn’t going to make him willing to go scouting for a safer location for the lot of you.

If Jacob had been afraid of him, it didn’t show.

“I don’t care if he sided with us,” he told you. “I don’t like him.”

“Where did they find you?” Yona asked, stepping up next to Jacob. “When you ended up here?”

Curtis’s fingers curled into your coat.

“There was an older couple,” you explained. “They were neighbors of ours before my father died. After the crash, Nick and all of them were trying to take the lady’s fur coat. When the man asked for mercy, they started… beating him. Kicking him. They hit her… I had to try and help them. I found a pipe and headed out there… I think Luka was the one I hit with it. Then they got a hold of me.”

Jacob shook his head as he listened. “You thought you were going to take on six of them?”

You shrugged nervously. “I had to try.”

“No, you didn’t,” Curtis’s voice was close to your ear. “If they’d decided to… hurt you then and there…”

He didn’t have to tell you that you might not be here to tell the tale right now.

“Don’t let me catch you doing anything like that again,” Curtis told you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. He whispered then, “I will spank you next time.”

[4misscharmed]

Forgive and Forget.

For @jtargaryen18 Dark Curtis Holiday Challenge: “We both know you can’t get around me.”

Sorry took so long, Uni, festivities has slowed things but it’s here first time I post anything I’ve written, hope you guys like it as I enjoyed writing it, and happy new year. 🎆 Jan/06/20

Warnings: angst, cussing, age gap (reader is 18), implied non-con.

“Mommy where we going?” asked the little girl in her mother’s arms. “We’re going on a trip sweetie, just hold onto mommy.” said the mother on the verge of tears knowing what’s coming, thanks to her boss Mr. Wilford they could be save and start over in the train, right?

“Y/M/N, who’s going to the tail?” asked Wilford amused. “Please Mr. Wilford I’ll do whatever you want, please don’t do this.” the mother cried while holding her daughter. “I won’t ask again Y/M/N” says Wilford in a menacing tone.

The mother hugs her child and whispers “I’m sorry sweetie.” The guards waste no time, ripping the confused child from her mother’s arms. “Guards take her to the tail.” ordered Wilford smirking. “Mommy?...”

“Y/N, wake up Y/N.” after being woken up to Yona’s worried expression, and staring at nothing, I break the silence “I’m sorry Yona, thought I... stay with Timmy, I’ll be back.” thought I finally forgot, It’s been 18 years since that day, I can’t remember her face, her voice keeps changing, she’s probably dead by now, so why can’t I forget?

I’m out of that train, I survived thanks to Curtis, after being sent to the tail Curtis took care of me and Edgar. We lost Edgar and Tanya in the fight, Namgoong and many others to the explosion, Curtis almost lost his arm saving Timmy. It wasn’t easy but those who survived from tail and front came together to survive outside the train with Curtis as leader.

It’s been 9 months since and things have changed, we’ve settled in cave near the train, made a community, grown crops. Curtis has been a great leader, he’s kept order and peace, everyone looks up to him, though he doesn’t like it, the guilt of those we lost still follows him.

I thought I was going to loose him after the explosion, his arm healed, he let his hair and beard grow, he’s always looked great but now he’s...

“You’re thinking about him.”

“SHIT!” this girl we’ll be the death of me, how long has she been there? “Yona you almost gave me a heart attack, where’s Timmy?” I look at her when she doesn’t answer, she’s staring at me. “You’re thinking about him, you blush when you think about him.” Yona is very perceptive I’ll give her that. “You can tell me I won’t tell.” I know she won’t but I’m still afraid, if Curtis finds out he will push me away.

“I love him.” saying it out loud feels incredible. Yona looks around smirking before answering. “I know, why don’t you tell him?” if I tell him I’ll loose him, though at times I think he feels the same way. “You think is weird, I’ve known Curtis since I was a little girl, he’s taken care of me all my life, is it wrong I feel this?”

Before I can think if I made a mistake asking her she answers. “No.” at least someone is on my side, wait if she saw it, did Curtis? “If you saw it, you think Curtis knows?” If he knows then... “He’s hard to read but-”

“Yona, Y/N you kids alright?” still calls me kid, I look away trying to hide my watering eyes. “Y/N, you okay?” no, I've been in love with you all my life and you still call me kid. “Yeah, I’m okay.” Yona smirks at me. “Yona go back to bed, Y/N come with me.”

As I follow Curtis back to his area Yona winks at me before running off. When we reach his area, Curtis sits down and sighs deeply, my concern doesn’t last, when he speaks. “I’m sorry Y/N.”

*Curtis POV*

“You could’ve saved me Curtis.” I’m sorry Edgar. “You could’ve saved us Curtis.” I’m sorry Tanya. “You killed my mother.” I’m sorry... “You could’ve saved them Curtis.” Gilliam. “Humanity will die because of you.” Wilford. “Y/N will die because of you.”

“SHIT!” Y/N, in a frenzy I run towards her voice to find her near the entrance talking to Yona, she’s okay, thought my nightmare... I should tell them to go back to bed. “Yo-“ as I call out to Yona, I stop by Y/N’s confession. “I love him.” no. “I know, why don’t you tell him?” Because I’ll push her away.

“You think is weird, I’ve known Curtis since I was a little girl, he’s taken care of me all my life, is it wrong I feel this?” Y/N. “No.” Damn it Yona. “If you saw it, you think Curtis knows?” Should’ve stop this sooner. “He’s hard to read but-“

“Yona, Y/N you kids alright?” Yona smiles while Y/N looks away. “Y/N, you okay?” she answers still looking away. “Yeah, I’m okay.” she’s lying but don’t insist. “Yona go back to bed, Y/N come with me.”

Yona runs off to bed while Y/N follows me silently, when we get to my area I sit down and sigh for what I’m about to do. “I’m sorry Y/N.”

...

“I should’ve done this sooner.” I turn to see Y/N looking away. “Gilliam warned me, he said the way you looked at me changed, and deep down I knew, but I didn’t stop it, that’s on me for that I’m sorry Y/N” I turn to Y/N once more she looking at me crying. “I’m sorry, should’ve-“

“You heard me talking to Yona.” she wasn’t asking. “Thought if I ignored it, you would forget and move on.” through tears Y/N responds while she sits beside me. “You didn’t stop it, because you feel the same.”

“I’m not a little girl Curtis, I know what I feel and I’ll always be with you Curtis, I won’t let you push me away.”

“Y/N don’t make me do something we’ll both regret.”

“Curtis, there’s nothing wrong about how we feel I’m not-“

“I’m done talking.” she grabs my arm gently.

Let’s see how far her love goes. “Cur-“ I take her face in my hands, silencing her gasp with my lips against hers, she relaxes in my grasp while my hands go down her body, Y/N pushes me gently while gasping. “Curtis stop I-“

“Funny Gilliam use to say is better to hold a woman with both arms.”

“I’m going back to Yona and Timmy, Goodni-“ before she can finish I throw her on the mattress. “Curtis you’re scaring me.“ Y/N says shaking and looking around.

“I warned you not to make me do something that we would both regret, and now I’m going to test how much you love me, you can try to run but we both know you can’t get around me.”