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My Glaze Lily ~ Baizhu x Reader

Summary: Baizhu and reader have been childhood sweethearts, all the way into adulthood, to the point that everyone calls them the perfect couple, and they scold him for not proposing already. They don’t know the suffering that each of the two harbour deep in their hearts, nor the strings of fate shackling them and pulling them away from each other.

At age four, Baizhu went out with his mum to play in the flower field. Here, he saw the most beautiful flower of them all, a flower princess no doubt, one that was capable of putting to shame anything which could have the attribute ‘pretty’ attached to it. He looked up at his mum and tugged on her sleeve, asking how he could start talking to her - He was shy, and had no clue what to say! His mother smiled at him tenderly and told him to pick the flower he liked the most, and offer it to her, as a token of friendship.

With a happy grin on his face, Baizhu started running around the field, until he spotted a glowing flower of a particular light blue hue, similar to the azure sky, but much more unique. Happy with his gift, he went in front of the girl sitting on the ground - She was so beautiful that Baizhu forgot how to speak. His cheeks went flush with warmth, and he looked down bashfully. The long, luscious hair, made out of flowers, and pretty long dress she was wearing, the lovely melody she was humming... And those eyes... Those sparkling eyes like the most previous gems in the whole country...

“Hi! My name is Y/N, it’s nice to meet you!” even her voice was so gorgeous! She was speaking to him! “M-My uh... My name is Baizhu. I... I think you’re very pretty! Can we be friends?!” he asked, closing his eyes shut as he shoved the flower in her face. “Oh, a glaze lily, how lovely! Thank you so much, Baizhu!” she giggled sweetly, gingerly taking the flower from his hand and putting in in her hair. “We can be the best of friends!” she continued, getting up and putting the flower crown she was working on, on his head. “You are the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen! Maybe you can be my boyfriend.” she hummed, leaning in to kiss his red cheek. “B-Boyfriend?! O-Oh, I--I... Y-Yes, I-I’d like that!” though his heart was beating fast, he breathed out an exhale of pure relief - He was the happiest he’s ever been. With a gleeful squeal, Y/N clinged on his arm, and they walked together through the field - Though Y/N was the one speaking for the most part, Baizhu couldn’t help but steal glances at her face, shining with the warm caress of the Sun rays.

At age seven, Baizhu found his sweet lily on the ground next to a tree, whimpering and holding her knee. Looking up, he saw a single ripe fruit, somewhere on the top branch, and he realised Y/N tried to climb up to snatch it, only to fall due to a withered branch and injure herself. “Don’t cry, my dear glaze lily. I’ll make the pain go away.” he reassured her, taking out the first aid kit his mum prepared for him, in case something happens while out playing, and he took out a napkin, wetting it with a healing toner to clean the scrap on her knee, before applying some marigold and sweet flower ointment and bandaging it carefully. At the end, he placed a soft kiss where the injury was, and when he looked at the girl, he noticed her sweet blush. “Here, I kissed it better.” he said, before urging her to hop on his back. “H-Hey, let me down, you can’t get me all the way home!” she protested, her face buried in the crook of his neck. “Just let your boyfriend take care of you.” the green haired boy chuckled, feeling her grip tighten slightly from embarrassment. He loved seeing how cute she could be.

At age eleven, Baizhu went over to Y/N’s home, wanting to study together under the tutelage of her mum, who was a renowned herbalist, but as he got on the premise, he heard her beautiful voice singing a melody. Following her tune, he found her dancing in the flower garden, wearing the prettiest blue dress there ever was... But something peculiar was happening, as uncontrolled shapes of water were being bent in the air with every wave of her hands, and with a controlled amount, the flowers were being wet and fertilised. It seemed that Y/N received her Hydro Vision, and she was using it the best she knew - To tend to her dearest garden. “Among flowers, the glaze lily.” he found himself praising her. Y/N stopped her dance, surprised at the interruption, and the water dissipated in thin air. “Among men, the scholar.” she smiled sweetly at him, revealing the blue noctilucous jade tassel that she attached the Vision to, and put at her sash. “You are the most special flower in the entire Teyvat.” he couldn’t help but adore her. “And soon, you will be getting your Vision also.” she encouraged. “After all, we are soulbound, you and I.”

At age thirteen, Baizhu’s chronic illness became evident, and there was little any of the healers could do to cure him, except for making his day to day life easier to bare with. Y/N’s mum would concoct all the most revolutionary potions, yet nothing worked completely. Y/N would visit the boy daily, and would cuddle into his side, resting her head on his chest to hear his beating heart and make sure he was doing alright - Though the crepitant noise that rumbled his lungs as he coughed only made her cry with fear - She was so afraid of losing him, that she didn’t want to be pried away from his side. Since then, she’s been trying desperately hard, to the point of fainting from exhaustion; What was the point of having a vision that had the power of healing, if she couldn’t even save her soulmate? “Please don’t be so upset, Y/N, I will be fine. Maybe I can’t go run a marathon, but I’ll still be around for as long as you’ll have me.” he would caress her silky hair “I want you by my side forever. I don’t want to imagine a life without you in it. That is no life - That is just an illusion.” Baizhu couldn’t help but smile, his heart melting with love for the girl. “Don’t worry, my sweet glaze lily. Even when the twilight is gone, I will never leave you.”

At age fifteen, Baizhu received his Dendro Vision, and began practicing his new-found powers; Much to his pleasure, he was perfectly capable of healing also; And though he was unable to cure his condition, his body felt a little stronger - Stable, at least. The mere notion that he could, in the future, open a pharmacy or hospital of sorts and run it together with Y/N, then he was sure the people of Liyue were going to be happy and accounted for. Out of sheer bliss, he ran over to Y/N’s place, coughing slightly from the effort - And as soon as he saw her, he cupped her face and kissed her tenderly and full of passion, making her mind go completely blank. That playful smile, as he leaned back, only made her feel dizzy from emotions. “Give me your mornings and give me your Sun, and when it sets, give me your darkest nights too, because I am ready for anything, just to be with you, for as long as we roam this earth.” and he kissed her again.

At age seventeen, Baizhu was proud to admit he learnt everything he could from the healers of Liyue Harbour, and found a new master, with whom he would travel the country far and wide, and study new things, so controversial, so different from everything that he’s ever been taught. It wasn’t easy, staying away from the love of his life, though he knew, at the end of each journey, he will return to her, and will kiss her even more lovingly than the time before, and each time, he will make their time spent together even more meaningful. “Worry not, my love - When you return, I shall be waiting for you with open arms. Not till the mountains crumble, or the earth mingles with the sky, will I ever cease to love you. You are the love of my life, and our souls are one.” hearing her sweet confession, he couldn’t help but feel his eyes gleam with tears, and he kissed her the whole night, to last for as long as he will be away.

At age twenty-five, Baizu’s fellow apprentice, Jiangli, had already left and settled down with her husband, and their master had died an early death. Standing over his grave, with the white snake wrapped around his neck, he realised how fleeting human life is, akin to the petals of a beautiful flower. Why should physicians die so early? They save others, but who saves them? And Changsheng, also, should she continue being passed on and on, from pact to pact, to the point of disappearing out of this world? The pact says the master and the pact forger are in complete balance, and Changsheng can balance out the qi in his body; She can help transfer life force, toxins, poisons from one body to another, a most important power that only those like him can possess - But at what cost? Thus, Baizhu was set on ending the vicious cycle that surrounded them. Everything will stop with him. Once he manages to create the perfect Elixir of Immortality, there will be no reason for people to mourn his death, nor will Changsheng need to either die, or be forced to make another pact to survive. The wheel of life and death will stop be stopped in time.

At age thirty, Baizhu had already opened the renowned Bubu Pharmacy, together with his childhood sweetheart, and they were working together each and every day. The old ladies were scolding him for not proposing to Y/N already, saying she can’t wait forever for flowers wilt, but he’d only chuckle at them dismissively. Y/N was his most precious glaze lily, whether young or old, her beauty will never wither. “Though the seasons of our hearts and bodies may change, I will still be holding you in my arms all the same.” he would tell her, sealing that promise with another kiss. Y/N remained unquestioning when it came to Changsheng, the talking white snake, yet he was not going to admit to the truth any time soon; She was going to remain a simple companion. With the addition of the little zombie child that he saved and took under his wing, people would now joke that Qiqi was their child, and they were a beautiful family together - Y/N seemed to love that idea and was quickly on board with it, but he, once again, simply smiled and remained silent.

Baizhu was now thirty-three of age, and though his healing work was in a glorious uprise, his relationship with Y/N was degrading quickly. Perhaps it was his illness, or the fact that Changsheng was loose-lipped and told the secret of their pact; Maybe it was the way his health was deteriorating with each of the more difficult cases he had to treat, or simply, that she couldn’t take seeing him outright killing himself, in an attempt to reach the ultimate knowledge of immortality. They began arguing, even publicly - Or rather, it was her who was arguing, as he remained quiet; His heart was shattering, every time he’d see the depressed and desperate look on her face, and the tears of agony her soul was shedding, all for him. He had promised her willow blossom dreams, only to find sorrows hidden on the moon. He was such a hypocrite. “Y/N, please don’t forget that all of my tomorrows belong only to you, my love.” he would attempt to approach her, only for her to step back. “The way you are continuing living your life, you hardly have any tomorrows to offer at all, Baizhu! If it were humanly possible, I would have gladly traded all of my days, just to spend a single more night with you - But even with that, you are not satisfied. You want it all - You are greedy, you think yourself capable of achieving something that even Gods cannot dream of - But Baizhu, you fail to accept your own position; You are just a human, nothing more! We were made to live a short yet plentiful life, and then perish! From the earth we rise, and in the earth we return. You have become obsessed with this idea of immortality - But nothing, not the skies, not the earth or the oceans, not even the rocks or Heaven itself - Nothing exists forever! That is the law of nature, Baizhu, understand already! All that you are doing is feeding your own delusions and forgetting to live this life! You are killing yourself to save others, but who is going to save you?! You are saving others the grief of loss, but what about those who love you?! What about ME?! Am I not going to mourn you? Am I not allowed to weep, watching the love of my life destroying himself, for the sake of others?!” Baizhu would hang his head and sigh deeply; how he hoped to somehow find the proper words to comfort her, to tell her that everything will be okay, and that he will surely find the solution to all of their woes; He wanted to fall to his knee and ask for her hand in marriage - He’s been wanting that for thirty-one years already, when he first offered that glaze lily to her - They were soulbound, one without the other couldn’t exist... Yet the way he was now, he was doing nothing but hurting her - The sole reason he dismissed each and every attempt at remaining as close as they used to be, was out of fear of hurting her with dreams and hopes for the future, only for that future to be snatched away from them, just like his master’s tomorrows had been cut short. “If rains from the Heavens can save the Earth from calamity, then surely, so can I, right?” he found himself speaking impersonally, almost soulless even. “Victory is only for those who are willing to pay the price.” “After three decades, you would sacrifice even our love, just for a stupidly idealistic delusion that’s been poisoning your mind.” her words cut him deep. “You’ve changed, Baizhu. You are not the same man that I fell in love with. You are just the shell of him. The Baizhu I knew would not have abandoned me and everyone he loves like this.” he took a sharp inhale, his eyes widening in realisation at her words. Abandoned her? Has he truly pushed aside the one he loved the most in this life, because of his obsession with saving everyone around him? “I cannot do this anymore, Baizhu. I said I was going to wait for you for as long as it took - But there is nothing but desolation to wait for. I am getting old, I cannot continue wasting my life begging for an illusion to become reality anymore. I have to accept that my soulmate died and is never coming back. You have becoming nothing but fire and ice, and the touch of you burns my hands like snow.” he couldn’t help but watch Y/N turn around, tears running down her face, as she left the Pharmacy. “Farewell, my lost love. I will never forget the precious memories we lived together.” “Y/N, please wait--” yet he remained with his arm hanging in the air, his fingers missing the empty grasp of her sleeve - He was unable to catch her and stop her from leaving him.

The Sun went down, and the silver moon was gracing the dark sky, and Baizhu was all alone to walk home. He looked up, gazing at the graceful celestial body, and a tear escaped his beautiful eye. He was alone. Truly alone. Alone as he’s never been in his whole life. “The moon reminds me of your grace, all the love I can’t repay... Live on and now that I will pray, farewell, my dearest soulmate.” a hand was clenched tightly over his heart; His chest was burning with a searing agony that he’s never felt before. There was a hole inside of his, like an abyss, numb, yet also suffering. He felt himself rooted to the spot, unable to move his feet anymore. Changsheng also sighed, nuzzling her head onto his cheek lovingly. “If I were the rain that binds together the Earth and the Sky, whom in all eternity never mingle... Would I be able to bind two lost hearts together once more?” her wondering seemed to only bring more sorrow to her healer. “Y/N was right, you know? Long have you been agonising yourself with a noble yet silly task you’ve proposed yourself, and in this journey you set on, you’ve lost track of the important things in a mortal’s life.” the snake scolded him tenderly. “I appreciate you thinking about me and all the people in the world... But Baizhu, my friend, is it worth it? Your health is quickly deteriorating, and your years are depleting. You aren’t getting any younger, and neither is Y/N. There is only so much humans can live... Is it worth throwing away all your happiness, and denying Y/N, when she’s the only reason you’ve been smiling ever since I met you?” Once again, Baizhu found no viable words in his vast vocabulary to reply to his companion, and instead, with yet another sigh from deep inside his damaged soul, he found the inner strength mustered to return to his empty home and rest. His soul was empty, his house was empty, his bed was empty... Yet his mind was busier, more crowded than it’s ever been. Thoughts were running rapidly through his brain, all of them regarding the love of his life and how he managed to alienate her, to drive her away, after so many years spent together, with the most utopic, idealistic love there was, something so pure and true, like the beauty of the glaze lily she resembled.

There had to be something capable of convincing her to return... Yet with each day spent apart, it made him wonder, if there was any hope of reunion for them. He must have truly shattered her heart, and though they were both healers, there was no way to mend a broken soul.

Fate has brought them together, and fate was going to separate them, with the cruel claw that ripped them away from one another. He feared death keeping them apart, yet it was his own actions that accomplished something that none could ever foresee.

A rather peculiar situation brought upon by the Traveler herself and her own white fairy companion, and this child seeking his lost father. He quickly guessed that this man was the husband of Jiangli, his previous fellow apprentice, and soon, his suspicions were proven; She was giving away her life to create a cure for him, from demonic essence - It was expanding his lifespan, at the cost of his memory... And her own life. Twice now, in the custody of his Pharmacy, had he treated this man by extracting the poison in his body and getting it in his own bloodstream. Even Changsheng balancing out the qi in his body was incapable of keeping him on his feet, and he was feeling the worst he’s ever did, unable to even stand for the whole day. He was glad, for once, that Y/N wasn’t there to see the pitiful state he was in, sweating and wincing in pain, his joints aching from exhaustion, his head muddled and foggy. “Aiya, Baizhu, Baizhu, you’re going to reach your limit soon if you continue this way. Have you learnt nothing, truly? Are you still so hell-bent on that Immortality dream of yours?” the man could only pant, changing the cold, wet napkin from his forehead to keep his mild fever down. He lowkey wished Y/N were there to heal him, to make him feel better, to smile at him and dispel all of his worries... Alas, that would simply be selfish of him, and he’s already abused her kindness enough as it was. “You are a hopeless fool, but a fool in love.”

Much to his dismay, before he could properly rest, the Traveler went to visit him, check on his health and well-being... And once again, that snake of his had to tell the truth of their pact and his condition. How annoying - He disliked having people worry so much about him. Still, with the help of the father, they went together and found the cave from where Jiangli was taking the demonic essence with which she was creating the temporary cure for her husband. Alas, the more she spent around this essence, the less time alive she had, and there came the dilemma that woke him up to reality - The reason for him wanting to achieve the cure of immortality -

Jiangli was willing to sacrifice her life to help her husband continue living... And her husband was ready to die, just to spare her from torturing herself for his sake. A love so pure, so true... A love much like his own with Y/N... A love so agonising... Like the story of Romeo and Juliet, only fated to end with despair and heart ache.

Before Jiangli could wake up, the husband held her in his arms, confessing his endless love for her before ordering him to destroy the source of the demonic essence. Baizhu had Qiqi make another elixir for him, to keep him alive after death, an artificial half-life that would ensure a few more brief moments together... Enough for a farewell, he said... But was it truly? Was any amount of time enough for a farewell, when humans were a most greedy race, and once they got their hands on something, they needed more and more, insatiable to the core?

Jiangli scolded him for neglecting that which is most important to him - His own happiness and his thirst for living, though there was little she could preach, when she herself was guilty of the very same sin. She was so desperate to keep her loved one alive, that she was willing to sacrifice her own life - And he was doing the exact same thing. “Neither you nor Y/N is in any danger of dying soon. Don’t follow Jiangli’s path if you don’t need to!” Changshen, once again, reproached him, before they followed to the small feast. Baizhu, though he kept a passive, polite smile on his face, remained silent for the most time, allowing his snake companion to speak in his place. His mind was set only on Y/N, and his love for her. Was it worth living an eternity, without the love of his life by his side? Even if he gains immortality, would he be able to bring him with her? Could he bare seeing her wither away and die, while he is cursed to live who knows how many lifetimes to come?

That night, guided by the graceful night of the moon, he searched for Y/N. She was not at home, but sitting on a rock by the river flowing. Next to her, a bottle of osmanthus wine, and a cup in her hand. He silently sat by her side, and though she hadn’t looked his way, she handed him her cup to drink from. Long ago, it was a tradition for couples to drink wine from the same cup during their wedding, such an intimate moment they shared together for so long, that it became a regularity in their lives, only to be destroyed by his own fears.

“Though I withdraw my sword to cut the water, it still runs. I toast to dispel worry, and create more worry. The water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, and sorrow returns, though we drown it with wine.” she muttered, looking up at the moon with the void of emptiness that became her heart. “I was foolish to cast away my reason for living, in an attempt to reach a forever life, but what is the point of living, if my soulmate isn’t there to hold my hand throughout our shared journey? We have been soulbound since before the creation of times, and will remain so, even when we become flowers in the ground. That is the tragic course of life - Or so I thought it tragic, until I realised that there is nothing more painful than losing my very heart.” Baizhu’s words seemed to make Y/N turn her head to look at him, the small tears gathering in her eyes sparkling like diamonds from the silver, gentle light of the moon. “I am selfish, and I am greedy, just like you, Baizhu. I cannot imagine a life without you... I cannot imagine having to live so long, watching you give away bits of your own lifespan to others, until the day you die before your time. How can I bare with that? I cannot. You drove me away, fearing hurting me, yet in doing so, you only made me suffer more. What is the point of going on with a long life, if there is no reward and no happiness? Surviving and living... They are different words with different meanings. I do not want to just survive, I want to live... And I want to continue loving you. But I can only do that if you live - In the present - With me. No more sacrificing yourself for the sake of others. For once, just live - For yourself, as well as for me.” Baizhu smiled at her, and shifted his position on the ground so that he was on one knee, his hands holding gingerly her own, kissing them tenderly. “Then, my most beloved glaze lily, if you have it in your heart to forgive me and take me back, will you allow me to ask if you’d like to marry me?” the instant change of emotions pooling in her eyes, from a anguish and loneliness, to pure love, and she threw her arms around his neck, pulling him into a loving kiss. “If we were to be reborn a hundred thousand times, I would choose only you to spend all of my days and nights with, until the earth is no more.”

At thirty-five years of age, Baizhu was now happily married to the love of his life, Y/N, and together, they kept successfully running Bubu Pharmacy. They lived together, and loved each other, for as long as they remained alive. They took care of Qiqi for as long as she had, and even when she was no more, they continued to live, not just survive. Though the dream of immortality was still lingering in his mind, tweaked around with every wrinkle that appeared with the years coming, he was content with the beautiful memories that he was blessed with.

Life was finally the way it was supposed to be.

Happy.

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sasusakucoded · 6 months

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Sakura: It's finally done! *places it on his head*

Sasuke: *blushes*

Sakura: It looks good on you, Sasuke-kun!

Naruto: *arrives* You're here all this time! What's that? *laughs* Sasuke, you look stupid!!

Sakura: Naruto!!

Sasuke: You're late.. Do your training. We'll wait for you here.

Naruto: Fine! I'll be finished in no time!

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Naruto: *sings loudly* Sasuke likes Sakura-chan! Sasuke likes Sakura-chan! He is my rival! He also likes Sakura-chan!

Sasuke: Shut up! What are you even saying?!

Naruto: Since when were you nice to her, huh? You help her get up even if she can.. You catch her when she trips.. And this afternoon you let her put a flower crown on your head?

Sasuke: She's a girl. Of course I have to help her.

Naruto: Yeah, right! I don't see you helping Ino or Tenten or Hinata.

Sasuke: They're not my teammate.

Naruto: So you do like Sakura-chan. Just admit it! How will you explain the flower crown then?

Sasuke: She always makes me one. What's wrong with wearing it?

Naruto: And you think I didn't know you walk her home from school!

Sasuke: We just take the same path! And besides, it's none of your business! *walks away*

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Sakura: *makes another flower crown* Sasuke-kun, let me put this—

Sasuke: *grabs and throws it* I hate that stupid thing!

Sakura: *shocked*

Sasuke: ...

Sakura: S-Sorry, Sasuke-kun! I didn't mean to make you mad—

Sasuke: *gets up* You should train instead of making that. *walks away*

Sakura: *cries quietly while picking up the broken crown*

The two trained seprately. Naruto was under detention so he had to stay longer and study at school. Sasuke practiced his fireball jutsu while Sakura worked on her kunai-throwing skills.

Sakura: Sasuke-kun.. Would you please teach me how to make the kunai go around the tree?

Sasuke: That's basic, Sakura. You should've perfected that throw by now. *looks over at her and realizes that her eyes are red*

Sakura: *almost whispering* Yeah.. You're right.. Sorry.. *continues to throw the kunai*

Sasuke: *feels bad; decides to finally teach her* Sakura—

Naruto: *appears out of nowhere* Hey, I'm here now!

Sakura: *startled; falls from the dock* Aaahh!!

Sasuke: Sakura! *runs towards her but stops mid way*

Naruto: Sakura-chan! *reaches for her hand* Sorry! It was my fault!

Sakura: It's okay, Naruto. Thanks.. *looks at Sasuke's way* /thinks/ Sasuke-kun didn't even bother..

Naruto: Are you okay? Your eyes are red.

Sakura: Y-Yes, I'm okay! I guess it's because I rubbed my eyes too much. I'm fine.. I'll continue training.. *throws another kunai*

Naruto: Oh, that's a good throw, Sakura-chan! Way to go!

Sasuke: Don't sugarcoat it, Naruto. That's a bad throw. Any amateur can hit the board. The kunai is far from the target. Sakura has no improvement at all. *regrets it instantly*

Naruto: Hey, that's so mean! *holds his collar* Take it back!

Sakura: Stop!! H-He's right. I made no improvement.. Sorry, I forgot.. I need to go home early today. *quickly gets her things and runs while crying*

Naruto: You apologize to her right now!!

Sasuke: I— I just told the truth.

Naruto: But you could've said it in a nicer way!

Sasuke: You're too soft, Naruto. *leaves*

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In the following week..

Sakura: Naruto.. Do you and Sasuke-kun still talk?

Naruto: About what happened last Friday?

Sakura: No.. Not that.. Um, talk— Like talking about regular topics..

Naruto: Yeah. Even if I'm mad at him, we still talk all the time.. Why Sakura-chan?

Sakura: He seems to be mad at me.. I don't know.. He seems different.. Maybe because of the flower crown.. I didn't know—

Naruto: Wait.. Last week, I was teasing him about it..

Sakura: Naruto!! What did you tell him??

Naruto: I– Well— I teased him that he likes you because he lets you put that thing on his head..

Sakura: Why would you say that to him? You know he's just being nice—

Naruto: And I also told him that the reason why you walk home together is because he likes you..

Sakura: You know that's not true at all.. The way to our houses is the same—

Naruto: Yeah, that's what he said.. I thought he doesn't want to be seen walking with you.. You know.. Cool guys don't want to be associated with girls.. So I teased him more..

Sakura: *head down* Maybe that's why he was acting differently last week.. He hates being with me..

Naruto: I'm sorry, Sakura-chan. I didn't expect he'd take that seriously.. I'll fix this, I promise dattebayo!

Sakura: No! Please.. No.. It's okay.. He'll probably find me annoying thinking I asked you to talk to him..

Naruto: I'll explain it clearly, Sakura-chan! Let me fix this—

Sakura: I said it's okay. Please don't talk to him about this.. Please, Naruto?

Naruto: Okay.. I'm really sorry, Sakura-chan..

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After school..

Sasuke: *sees Sakura*

Sakura: S-Sasuke-kun..

Sasuke: We have no practice today. Are you going home already?

Sakura: N-No! I have to read some books in the library. You go ahead..

Sasuke: Okay. *leaves*

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The next day..

Sasuke: *waiting for Sakura outside*

Sakura: *rushes but sees Sasuke*

Sasuke: Let's go?

Sakura: Um.. I— I volunteered to help Kakashi-sensei..

Sasuke: For what?

Sakura: For.. For some documents.. We will organize his documents..

Sasuke: Okay. I'll go now.

Sakura: Yeah.. Take care, Sasuke-kun..

On his way home..

Sasuke: Kakashi?

Kakashi: Classes done?

Sasuke: Yeah.. Um.. Why are you here? I thought you have some organizing to do?

Kakashi: What organizing?

Sasuke: Some documents? With Sakura's help?

Kakashi: I don't even keep documents, Sasuke. Maybe you got the info wrong.

Sasuke: *thinks about it* Yeah.. Forget it. *about to leave* Ah, and don't tell Sakura. I think she's talking about someone else.

Kakashi: Most likely. Anyway. I'll be at the quarters if you need me. Bye!

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The following day..

Sakura: I'll work on something at the lab, Sasuke-kun.. Please go ahead to our training.

Sasuke: *nods and leaves*

Sakura: *pretends to head to the lab and goes back after a few minutes*

Sasuke: *grabs her hand*

Sakura: *surprised* S-Sasuke-kun? Where—

Sasuke: Why are you doing this, Sakura?

Sakura: D-Doing what?

Sasuke: Avoiding me.

Sakura: I don't— I.. I was just— I was told that you don't want to walk with me..

Sasuke: Who told you? That usurantonkachi?

Sakura: Yeah.. But that's true, right? Sorry.. I didn't mean to make you feel embarrassed..

Sasuke: I'm not embarrassed, Sakura.. Um, we should start walking or else we'll be late.

Sakura: Yeah.. *walks with him*

Sasuke: Sakura..

Sakura: Hm?

Sasuke: Sorry..

Sakura: Sasuke-kun?

Sasuke: I shouldn't have listened to Naruto. I really didn't care.. But I'll admit.. I got pissed with what he said.. Which was wrong.

Sakura: You don't have to say sorry..

Sasuke: No.. I was really mean to you that day.. I'm mad at myself too. That's not part of Uchiha morals.. I didn't mean to make you cry..

Sakura: Sasuke-kun!! I— *smiles* It's okay.. I was just taken aback because you usually let me put the crown on your head.

Sasuke: What's worse is.. I didn't help you when you fell from the dock. Sorry..

Sakura: Don't mind that! I could've saved myself even if Naruto didn't help me.

Sasuke: And I noticed you haven't asked any help from me since that incident happened..

Sakura: It's fine—

Sasuke: It's not. I'm sorry.. And I know.. You were hurt with what I said. You've improved a lot. You have no ninja background. To throw the kunai with such force from long range is impressive.

Sakura: Sasuke-kun!

Sasuke: I was just.. I was acting tough in front of Naruto.. It's stupid. I hate myself..

Sakura: No! That actually pushed me to train more! Thank you for that, Sasuke-kun. If you didn't say that, I'd think I'm good already even if I'm far from it.

Sasuke: *sighs*

Sakura: I promise, I'm okay! And I can throw better now! I'll show you later.

Sasuke: Sakura.. How about we forget that that day happened?

Sakura: Sasuke-kun?

Sasuke: So, we'll revert to our old routine. You make flower crowns. We help each other during practice. We walk home together.. If-If that's okay with you, too.

Sakura: Yes!! *blushes* I mean.. That.. That makes me happy.

Sasuke: Good.

Sakura: But are you sure, Sasuke-kun? I can distance myself if—

Sasuke: I'm sure. We're teammates. We're supposed to be together all the time.

Sakura: *cheerful* Okay!!

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Fast forward to today..

Sakura: How does it look?

Sarada: Looks like it was made by a professional!!

Sakura: *giggles* Anata, look. *gives him the mirror*

Sasuke: Yeah, looks good.

Sakura: Okay, now you try the flower crown made by Sarada. *removes the pink flower crown from his head*

Sarada: *puts the red flower crown on his head* Gosh, it's small for Papa's head..

Sasuke: *looks at the mirror* Still looks good though. I also like the color.

Sarada: Really, Papa?

Sasuke: Yeah.

Sakura: If you make a flower crown hundreds of times, you'll make a perfect one soon enough.

Sarada: Hundreds of times?? Papa just let it be. Like what you said, it still looks good. *laughs*

Sasuke: *laughs* Yeah.

#sasusaku #sasusaku headcanon #ss headcanon #genin sasusaku #sscoded no 245 #from ask #ty anon

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haileyyey · 1 year

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She was there, always for him.

A Michael Kaiser x fem! reader.

TW: mention of blood and bruises, the reader taking care of Kaiser, Michael is called mihya by the reader, swearing but not a lot of mentions of a medical emergency kit, and Kaiser's past mentioned, kaiser gets annoyed by anything somehow.

Genre: a teeny weeny bit of angst, and tooth-rotting fluff.

FYI; kaiser and Reader are both 16!!

She was there, waiting for his arrival, but it seemed that he is an hour late. She started worrying, calling his phone, texting him, calling his friends to ask about his where about, since kaiser tends to escape a lot, just to hang out with them. But that was not the case today, nobody answered. Y/n was becoming anxious with every minute that passed, until there was a knock on the door.

It took her 4 fast steps to get there, as quickly as she could. She opened the door with a fast motion just to see his figure, covered in blood and bruises. It was like her heart sank to the floor. "M-Mihya.." She stuttered, she couldn't stand seeing him covered in blood, it seemed that he got in a fight, but she was not sure. "It isn't that bad, y/n," he said, it is bad is, what he was feeling. But she just knew it wasn't the case, his white shirt covered up in stains of red, ripped up from certain parts, his trembling body, his hurt eyes it is just painful for her to view him like this.

She then started tearing up, which made the taller guy in front her get worried. "y/n, what is wrong?" He simply asked as he put his trembling hands on her shoulders, "why do you do this to me- why do you hurt yourself every time?" She sobbed in between what she said, Kaiser looked at her with widened eyes, she cared about him a lot, she was the only one looking out for him, she was the only one that would heal him, she was the only one who pitied him when he was alone in the streets, without nobody to help him or save him from this cold and cruel world, there was only her. He just seemed to realize that. He felt truthfully touched, but now wasn't the time, he had to react quickly, he couldn't just comfort her with putting his hands on her shoulders and spitting out some words that would help, he needed to comfort her physically.

'Think Michael, think!' He hated himself about the moment, for being so dense, and not being able to try and cure the Brocken person in front of him which was very dear to him, until it popped to his mind.

While she was a crying mess, she felt a hand snake around her waist and grab her tightly into a hug, she stopped for while, and she looked up to see his face, his bruised figure, "it is going to be okay, y/n." she had never heard comforting words from him, being so sincere and genuine, and that made her heart shatter into pieces. She cried in his chest and wrapped her hands around his waist, letting it all out while he put his chin on the crown of her head, rubbing circular motions on her back.

...

"Michael, can you please explain why you got in a fight?" She said while grabbing the medical emergency kit in the bathroom and placing it in the sink.

"I'd rather not say..." he took off his shirt, just for it to expose more bruises and scratches. That looked very painful, but it's the one and only Michael kaiser.

"Oh come on, please?" She took the alcohol and put it on a coton so she could help him get cured faster, as she bent down to cup his face, which made him scrunch his nose a bit. "Fine... just don't grab my face like that it hurts." He hissed but then the girl gasped as she forgot that he wasn't hurt. She let out a little hooray beforehand getting back to what she was doing.

He mumbled something, inaudible which made you let out a confused hum, "What did you say?" She turned around just to see him sulking while hiding his face, but from his ears, it was obvious that he was blushing, she couldn't help but smile.

"I was trying to stop these assholes from talking shit about you!" he shouted which startled y/n. He noticed how she got scared that second and apologized to her, but the fact she couldn't help but smile right now was bothering him. "y/n. why are you smiling." he asked in an annoyed tone, "you were trying to protect me! How could I not be happy?" your lips curved into an even bigger smile which made him look at you, "N-no! i-it was just-fuck." Kaiser avoided eye contact with his face becoming an even darker shade of red by now.

...

"we are done!" y/n playfully clapped her hands, and looked at the bandaged boy in front of her. "yay..." he cheered silently as he was trying not to look at y/n. "oh come on, ill make you dinner!" y/n tried making kaiser look at his way, but god was this dude strong. "my favorite?" he asked, as he finally met her (eye color) orbs, they were filled with such love, purity and sincere, it was as if an angel was in front of him, he just couldn't believe his eyes. "of course." you tilted your head slightly to the side as his hands slowly moved up from the bathroom tub, and stood up. He groaned a bit in the pain in his back, but he wouldn't stop now. "mihya?" y/n looked at him, confused, she thought he was just going to go to the living room, but he just stood up. Kaiser only thought of one option, and quickly calculated how everything is going to go. "y/n..." he slowly put his hand on his nape and started drifting his eyes away from y/n. "yes, mihya?" god damn it this nickname, it is driving him crazy. "I want to repay you." he finally looked at her again and put his hands down. "why? you live with me, so you don't ne-" Before she could even continue, he grabbed her waist, and pulled her closer and closer until their faces were practically centimeters apart.

"I love you, y/n." after he said these words he dived into her lips, it was a simple brush of their mouths. Y/n was surprised, and started giggling. "oh mihya! you could have said that from the beginning! i love you too." y/n kissed him again, but this time it was slightly longer. "stop calling me mihya..." he said as he looked at her eyes, his forehead on hers, as she was giggling, and her face was red. "never!"

...

#michael kaiser #kaiser x y/n #kaiser michael #blue lock #blue lock x reader #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x reader

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natasharomanoffismywife · 8 months

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A Widow & An Agent

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The story if the MCU if Natasha had a girlfriend who was also her partner in crime ;)

Warnings: none

Word Count:1185

Chapter 1- Top Secret Job

Y/N L/N POV

“Why am I up at 6am on my rest day Barton?” I gruffly huff out to the blonde haired agent and best friend that is stood in front of the coffee machine with a shit eating grin on his face, he places a steaming cup of golden nectar in front of me before sitting down in the chair next to me.

“A little birdie told me a certain redhead is due back home today and I thought you’d might like to have advanced warning to make yourself look presentable” His words making me straighten up in my seat, my excitement about seeing my favourite person again after a week clouding Clint’s second part of his sentence.

“Oh shit I forgot it was today! Could you take my newbie training for me Clint? Great thanks!” I cheerily say back as I jump up from my seat and running to my room, smirking to myself when I hear the loud groan come from the man when he registers that he has 4 hours with the useless newbies and not a day sat in the vents catching up on all the gossip about Coulson and May.

Natasha and myself have had an eventful relationship, myself and Clint were the pair that was tasked with eliminating the Black Widow. After a painful game of cat and mouse that lasted over two weeks we finally managed to trap Natasha in, seeing the fear and desperation swimming in her eyes is an image that will stay with me forever, we could see that she was just a young girl who needed to be saved from the nightmare that she was submerged in and so we went against orders and the rest is history.

Fury was not impressed at all and ordered myself and Clint to be the ones responsible over the girl, thus creating the three musketeers. We three became the best of friends and a very well oiled and efficient machine, Natasha learning to put her trust in us whilst we helped open her eyes to the way of the real world.

That was 5 years ago and Nat has settled very well here in SHIELD, Fury having a soft spot for the woman while both Coulson and Maria adopting her into our little agent family. I must confess whilst on that elimination mission I was floored by how beautiful the redhead was, something that grew along with feelings during the years together, something that cumulated with a new years kiss and confession time between the two of us. That had happened last new year and we have been together for the last 5 months, this latest mission has been the first solo mission since we became an item and these last two weeks has sucked royally.

I enter my room without looking up as I start to walk towards my wardrobe to pick out some homecoming friendly clothing, what I failed to notice however was the certain someone sat on my bed with a cheeky grin.

“Why are you looking for clothes when you in your Pjs are all I need?” I jump up in my spot at the sound of the low voice, swirling around on the spot to face my bed as my face instantly brightens.

‘Nat! You’re back” I shout with glee as I run and jump on top of Natasha, pushing her down onto my sheets beaming as I hear her loud giggles.

“Hey malyshka, I’ve missed you so much” Natasha softly tells me with a gentle smile, I capture her lips with mine as we share a passionate kiss before separating when air became scarce.

“Me too, you can’t leave me alone with Clint again… he is exhausting” I groan as I push my face into her chest, my head bouncing as her laughter vibrates through the pair of us.

“Ok my love, never again” I feel soft lips touch the crown of my head as I nuzzle into her neck, breathing in the scent of strawberries and coffee that is so unique to Natasha. I don’t respond I just press a kiss to her neck before closing my eyes, letting the sound of her heartbeat the warmth of her arms lull me into a peaceful slumber.

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Natasha Romanoff POV

“Fury needs to see you Romanoff” I gaze up from my book to see Maria Hill stood in front of me eating an apple, I close my book with a grunt as I narrow my eyes at the dark haired girl in front of me.

“I’ve only been back for 3 days Hill, why can’t Clint do his work for once” I huff out like a little child, Maria chuckles at my displeased tone knowing that since little Lila was born Barton has not been called out onto the field.

“Fury says he needs someone with your skill set, don’t ask me what that means just go before he sends Coulson after you” Maria says before walking off, leaving me no choice but to get up and find out what I am needed for.

“Ahh Romanoff so nice of you to join us, please take a seat” I roll my eyes at Fury before turning to see the other person sat in front of the director, I walk over and press a gentle kiss to her forehead with a gentle smile before sitting down into the empty chair next to her.

“Now what is so important that you call both of us in here, knowing that it’s only been 3 days since i’ve come back from a 14 day mission?” I huff out the question to a glaring Nick, smiling smugly when I hear the gentle giggle coming from the love of my life.

“I have a job for you both, it is top secret and highly important so I need my two best field agents involved” this peaks Y/n’s interest as I see her lean forward in her chair, all playfulness wiped from her face.

“What is it? Is it related to Tasha’s last mission?” Y/n asks as she grasps my hand with her own, I let a small shiver flow through my body at the thought of having to go back to sleeping with those assholes.

“No they have been passed on to Coulson and his crew now, no this is something much more important. I need you both to pose as secretaries to two people high up in a multi million dollar business, I need a report done on the man to say how compatible he is for our team we are prepping.” The Avengers? This guy is going to be part of that? The only people we know for sure who are on this high level task force is myself, Y/n and Barton if Laura can kick him out of the house long enough.

“Ok so we go in pose as people close to these people, gain their trust and find out all of their dirt? Sounds easy enough, who’s the guy in question?”

“Tony Stark, the man known as Iron Man.”

#avengers fanfiction #natasha romanoff x reader #black widow x reader #scarlett johansson x reader #natasha romanoff

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fractiflos · 1 month

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I thought a bit more about an Ice King Yoichi AU.

Inspired by this art

He'd be obsessed with kidnapping heroes instead of princesses and while he seems to go after OFA holders 5-8 more often he kidnaps other heroes too. Izuku and Katsuki are the ones who rescue them but are sometimes joined by other students depending on the hero. (Like Shinsou would go if Eraserhead got kidnapped and Monoma if Vlad King got kidnapped). 2 & 3 are supposedly dead while Hikage is the Marceline of this AU. Yoichi was like a father to him and he put on the crown because the ice powers it gave him allowed him to pull his own weight and protect his heroes and Lil' Hikage.

The crown was infused with a bit of AFOs power which is why it drove Yoichi crazy. It was an experiment where AFO thought that he could save energy by having magical (AKA quirked) items to use (he was watching a lot of magical girl anime at the time). He decided on ice since he had a lot of quirks that the Himura family paid him to take. He decided it was too much trouble to plan ahead on whether or not he'd need the crown for every battle, so he ordered it to be disposed of, which is how Yoichi eventually found it and put it on. In the end, his appearance and personality changed so much that AFO doesn't recognize him. He also doesn't recognize the crown because he forgot about it once the experiment was deemd a failure. Yoichi is constantly feeling like there's something he needs to remember but he ignores it.

The timeline: Everyone is born earlier into the more tumultuous time of the Dawn of Quirks. Yoichi passed down OFA to Kudou before finding the crown (in fact, that's why he kept putting it on in the first place, so he could be helpful). Hikage only had OFA for a little bit before passing it onto Banjo because the reminder of Yoichi was too painful. However, once Toshinori got it, they realized that he still had some connection to OFA and that's why he kept going after OFA holders. So, now they all take turns getting it and subsequently kidnapped.

It was assumed that Second and Third were dead because Yoichi remembers freezing them and Hikage saw it happen (Third passed it on a little before that). Turns out, they managed to get thawed out but lost their memories. AFO found them and decided to make them his personal servants.

A bit more to this, but then it would be too long. Feel free to ask any questions.

#yoichi shigaraki #all for one #second one for all holder #third one for all holder

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out-of-jams · 7 months

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Needy || kth

FOUND THIS IN MY DRAFTS. INCOMPLETE ONESHOT BUT HERE YA GO

Pairing: Taehyung/Reader

Warnings/Genre: Idol!au. 8th member!Reader. Best friends to lovers!au.

“Can you help me?” Poking your head out from behind the bathroom door, you met Taehyung’s eyes from where he stood digging through his duffle bag on the hotel room’s table. Probably for his pajamas. If the growing pile of discarded clothes on the table gave you any hint.

He’d never been the best at packing.

He turned to meet your innocent gaze with raised eyebrows. “With what?”

A pout formed on your lips and you hooked a thumb to point at the low zipper of your dress. You couldn’t reach it. Had needed help from your stylist to even get into the thing. “Unzip me?”

There’d been an award show earlier that night and right after the awards were presented, Bangtan had dipped. Left the show before things could get too crazy. The eight of you had always done that, the pull of secret idol afterparties never drawing your attention.

Normally, you’d have a hotel room to yourself since you were the only girl of the group. But you and Taehyung had grown up together with your mother’s being both the best of friends and neighbors. So it was more odd to be apart from each other rather than together. And it was always innocent when the two of you would cuddle, since you were no strangers to skinship.

So sharing a room after twenty-two years of friendship was no different.

Taehyung dropped the crumpled up shirt he was holding and approached you. “Sure.”

You moved back from the doorway to allow him space to come inside. And you turned to present your back to him, braced your hands against the sink once his reflection popped into existence in the bathroom mirror.

He brought the husky scent of his favored cologne as he stepped behind you. And his hand was warm through the thin material of your dress as he slid the zipper down your back. Breath puffing against the crown of your head. And if you leaned back just a little, you’d be able to feel his front pressed against you.

You hoped–prayed–that he wouldn’t be able to hear how hard your heart beat in your chest at his close proximity. Prayed that he wouldn’t uncover the secret that you’d kept hidden for years. The same one that only Jimin knew about. Because he’d been the only one to notice and put the pieces of the puzzle together before you’d sworn him to secrecy.

With a hand pressed against your chest to keep your dress from falling in a pile onto the cold tiled bathroom floor, you looked up. And met Taehyung’s eyes in the mirror. They were warm, a chocolate brown that drew you in and refused to let go.

“Good?” he asked. Though his hand had yet to leave the small of your back, skin exposed to the cool air.

You had to clear your throat before you answered. “Yeah.”

But he didn’t move.

Just held your reflected gaze.

You’d never had the guts to make the first move. To risk potentially ruining your friendship just to confess about the feelings that ran rampart through your heart. Jimin had been adamant, almost, at reassuring you that your feelings were more than likely returned. But he hadn’t gone into detail when you’d asked why. Had just shrugged and sent you that eye-squinting smile of his.

You hadn’t believed him. How could you, when there was no proof?

“You looked beautiful tonight, by the way. I forgot to tell you.” Taehyung was still dressed in the clothes he’d worn to the award show. Though he’d shed the suit jacket and just stood behind you in a light blue button down and slacks, feet bare.

His easy comment brought a smile to your lips.

“You too.”

Taehyung snorted and his free hand found your waist, voice pitched in amusement. “I looked beautiful?”

Your teeth flashed in a grin as you wiggled your eyebrows at his reflection. “Of course. Who else?”

A boxy smile was awarded for your comment. Along with the palm of his hand pressing into the skin of your bare arm, thumb rubbing circles absentmindedly. “If you say so.”

“I do,” you answered softly.

Taehyung just hummed and pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder. He lingered for a moment longer than what would have been socially acceptable for any other pair of friends. Though ‘normal’ didn’t exactly fit your relationship.

“Tae.”

Maybe it was the alcohol still lingering in his system from the three glasses of wine that Yoongi had dared him to chug. Or perhaps it was something else. Whatever it was had his arm winding around your waist and his lips hovering over your skin. Taehyung was good holding his alcohol, despite the fact that he rarely drank.

Only on special occasions.

But it usually made him handsy. Needy for physical comfort.

“Are you drunk?”

“No,” Taehyung mumbled through a pout.

You leaned back into his hold. “You sure? You had a lot.”

His voice was deeper than normal as he hummed in response yet again. And his nose was cold as it pressed into the side of your neck.

You swallowed. Hard. Because the last thing you needed was for Taehyung to get cuddly when you could barely stop yourself from kissing him senseless. Had to remind yourself that friends didn’t kiss their friends. Especially when he mumbled something that you couldn’t hear, lips brushing the sensitive spot right beneath your ear.

What?” you murmured, too afraid that if you spoke loudly, the spell would break. Send you careening straight back into reality.

“I said,” he whispered, his breath warm, “That I’ve missed you.”

Closing your eyes, you let out a sigh. “I haven’t gone anywhere.”

That earned you another pout as he huffed into your neck. “Maybe. But you’ve been acting distant lately. And I don’t know why.”

Taehyung rested his chin against your shoulder and looked up to meet your eyes through the mirror. His voice was soft, hushed. Hesitant like there was some invisible wall between the two of you now. “Did I do something wrong? Is that why you’ve been avoiding me?”

“I haven’t been–”

He shot you a disbelieving stare, brows drawn tight beneath the bangs of his messy blond hair. “You have.”

With a flash of pink, your tongue flickered out to nervously wet your lips. And you completely missed the way his eyes tracked the movement. “I’m sorry. I haven’t meant to.”

And you hadn’t.

But the feelings that had been growing for your best friend were beginning to make you second guess everything he did.

When he kissed your forehead when he saw you first thing in the morning, was it because he cared for you? Or because he cared for you?

Or when he picked up your hand to thread his fingers between yours during Bangtan Movie Night, was it because you’d just so happened to be sitting next to him and he wanted to cuddle? Or was it because he just wanted to hold your hand?

Overthinking had started to be the death of you. So you’d distanced yourself from him, if only a little. And you hadn’t thought that he’d notice. But you should have given him more credit.

#bts #kth x reader #taehyung

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fanficapologist · 10 days

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Ooh!! Blue! This chapter was just 💋

The sheer audacity of Alys. And here I thought asking for Aemond’s seed was just insurance. Now she’s demanding or assuming the egg is hers.

Also, Let’s forget about the visions for a bit as the logic and logistics of her visions just baffle me because it’s like Alys expects things to work out by themselves as long as the person is at the right place at the right time. Which for me couldn’t really be attributed to her visions but more like, sheer, dumb luck or coincidence. For instance, she wanted Maera to stop patrolling the western border. Not sure if Alys thought about the consequences but Ser Adrian is right, we’re not sure how House Lannister would take that. Doing so might send a signal that the Crown abandoned them. And in this time of war, they need allies even more. Second when she wanted Maera to return to King’s Landing. and this isn’t to underestimate Maera but maybe Alys is forgetting… Maera’s pregnant. I’m not certain Alys pictured how Maera can prevent a catastrophe in her vision given Maera’s pregnant state.

But I’m so happy for our girl because the Lords support her and so nice of Aemond to finally stop being a bystander 🙄. I reread the previous chapter and the difference between Aemond’s participation here versus there is just, wow. When she first arrived at Harrenhal, I can only imagine the humiliation she must feel yet she had to put a brave face and endure it because she can’t afford to be seen as weak, so even though she wasn’t invited, she invited herself, asserted herself in that council meeting despite Aemond not really paying attention and just letting Alys run the show. And now, her efforts are finally bearing fruit! It’s as if Maera herself released the inhabitants from Alys’ spell.

Also, Maera is right, since when did Aemond have that epiphany? Or was it more of a culmination of the events that passed, particularly when they found the dragon egg? How did he come to the conclusion that he risked losing Maera? What gave him that idea? Lol I just want him to suffer, i’m so sorry 🤣

But she’s also right, his sense of duty I think also made him not want to deviate from Alys’ plan and thinks he must follow it to the letter. Can’t really blame the poor guy, it’s what’s been drilled into his mind by his mother: duty and to never step a toe out of line. Still, he must have forgotten a little critical thinking eh? He also forgot he’s got his own free will. But okay, i will be nice but I still think she ought to ice him out more lol hahahaha

That said, I can’t help but feel like Maera is right, since Aemond poked the bear, I’m worried Alys might try and resort to drastic measures because she feels her influence or control over Aemond is diminishing. And to eliminate her problem is Maera. Soooo I am a little terrified of what’s to come 😬

We think so alike sometimes it honestly scares me 🤣

#maera wylde #aemond targaryen #aemond x oc #aemond fanfiction #chapters #hotd aemond #hotd fanfic #house targaryen #house wylde #hotd helaena

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sstan-hoe · 2 years

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒆

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — lloyd hansen x fem!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — Lloyd also has a gentle side and only if the reader is near him. Lloyd wants to kill/hurr a man in front of a child. The reader tells him that he should not do it - and what the reader says is law.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT; minors dni, sub!lloyd, dom!reader, creampie, unprotected sex, oral (m&f receiving), canon level violence

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — do people prefer a taglist or a library? follow @sstanhoe-updates to get notifications everytime I post!!!! like, comment and reblog!!!

The sound of the Lloyd’s private jet disturbed you as you sunbathed on the balcony of your shared bedroom.

Your man had been out on a job, killing some dude, to be honest you weren’t really interested in it anyway.

Standing up you walked to the railing, leaning over a little which pushed your breasts together. Lloyd look up and smiled as he catched your eyes. He glanced down at your neon yellow bikini – the one he bought.

He gave you wink before walking towards the entrance. A dorky smiled sneaked on your lips. Lloyd had been gone for a week and was finally back.

Putting on your slippers you skipped down to meet him. Right when he walked in you threw yourself into his arms. His arm wrapped around your waist, he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head as you squeezed him.

You nuzzled into his chest mumbling, “I missed you so much.” Lloyd smiled into your hair. “I missed you too sunshine.” Lifting your head, you kissed him on the lips.

Without hesitating he kissed you back. Your tongue graced over his soft lips tasting a faint hint of cherry causing you to smile into the kiss.

Pulling back your smile turned into a happy giggle, “you put on the chopstick I bought you!”

“How could I not! My lips have never been so smooth and the flavour? Sunshine, I love cherry!” He told you in a cheery tone making your smile grow, “I got a strawberry one too if you want to try that one next!”

“I would love to sunshine. I’m sorry but I gotta get to this man, then I will come to find you once I’m done deal?” Lloyd held up his pinkie, you linked your around his, “deal.”

Giving you one last kiss Lloyd let go of you and gently lead you to the stairs.

Once he was sure that you were gone, he turned around to his victim. “Come on pumpkin, let’s have a little chit chat,” he smirked gripping the shoulder of the man pushing him through the door.

The man was sat down on a chair while Lloyd sat on the opposite side. “We’re gonna start easy. Where is Thomas?” Lloyd only got silence in response, “Oh, really? You know I wanna do this fast, I’ve got a girl to get to.”

“Bring her in!” He called out and two of his men brought a girl around the age of seventeen in. She looked scared and her whole body shook in fear.

“Reva!” the man as he was his daughter being dragged in, “dad!” she screamed in tears.

“Now, now keep it down. We don’t need the missus coming down, do we?” Lloyd said as he stood up from his seat and pulled out a pocketknife.

He put his arm around the girls neck, choking her. The knife was angled to her stomach, Lloyd looked at the men, “where is Thomas?”

Tears formed in his eyes as he whimpered, “I don’t know.”

Lloyd let out a sigh shaking his head, “fine.” With that he pierced the knife into her side making her knees give in, but she didn’t fall to the ground given Lloyd’s arm around her neck pressing down and cutting off her breathing.

“You’re really going to let your daughter die?”

He withdraw the knife causing Reva to cry out in pain. “I really don’t know where he is! Please, please let my daughter go, I promise you I will help you find him but please let her go!”

Lloyd chuckled and lifted the knife again, “too bad-,” “Lloyd Hansen! You let that poor girl go right now and get her a doctor!”

Your voice boomed through the room. Instantly Lloyd turned around with wide eyes.

“Did I not tell you to wait upstairs?” he asked lowly. Letting go of Reva he walked towards you.

“You did, but I forgot my charger and thank god I did because you’re not murdering a child,” you stood your ground. “Do with that man what you want, but you won’t hurt her any further.”

Looking around you saw the girl on the floor and no one getting a doctor, “wasn’t I clear enough? Get her a fucking doctor, now!” you shouted at the men surrounding you.

They all scrambled around a second later, taking the girl with them.

“And you…you can continue this later,” you walked over to the man pulling at his blond hair, “if you tell anyone about this ever, I will know and I will cut you into pieces.”

The man wouldn’t see tomorrow anyway.

You walked out of the room with Lloyd trailing after you with a slight pout. He followed you up the bedroom where you undressed yourself.

Standing completely naked in front of him you said, “strip and get on the bed.”

He did as asked and quickly removed all his clothes before laying on the bed while you locked the door.

You picked up his clothes and tossed them in the washing bin, “always gotta clean up after you…” you tsked, “this is how it’s gonna go; you will ask for permission to cum and I until I tell you to, you’re only here to serve me pleasure. Understood?”

“Yes mommy,” he answered, smiling at him you crawled on the bed to sit down on his face.

Rubbing your clit over his nose you whimpered, Lloyd’s tongue darted out licking a stripe along your wet folds. His moustache tickled against your bundle of nerves. He gripped your hips as you rode his face.

You leaned down facing his rock-hard cock, closing your hand around his shaft you feel him throb against your hand, unable to keep his hips from canting upwards.

“Are you that desperate for me to lick your pathetic little dick?” you mocked as pushed your pussy on his face cutting of his breathing, “only good boys deserve to breath, and have you been a good boy?”

Turning your head, you felt his nose move against your clit indicating that he was shaking his head.

Your hand continued rubbing his cock, thumb brushing over his red tip. Lifting your hips, you let him take a breath but the needy little slut he was his tongue never left you pussy.

Lloyd bucked his hips up again with a whine, “oh, are you close? You bad little boy, mommy hasn’t even cum yet, but you think you can?”

Getting no answer you slapped his thigh – though it didn’t hurt him. “I want an answer slut!” you demanded. “No, mommy I don’t think I can cum,” “good boy.”

He worked harder on giving you your release and insert his middle and pointer finger. Curling them inside your throbbing walls, hitting your g-spot. You moaned loudly when your release washed over you.

Lloyd continued fingering you through your orgasm until you lifted your hips.

“Now that you gave mommy such a good orgasm…how about I let you have my pussy?” Lloyd nodded eagerly.

With devilish smile you sank down on his cock giving him an extra loud moan that was sure to be heard in the entire building

Before moving you squeezed him, his lips parted in an ‘O’ shaped as he gave you one of those beautiful moans.

Moving your hips up and down his dick you every spot inside you.

Lloyd gave a whine from his lips before you pressed your walls together around his dick, “god just let me fucking cum!” he moaned and snapped at you. You noticed he was getting impatient after squeezing him when you sank down on him.

His words landed him a slap against his cheek, you stopped moving when you felt his cock stir inside you. “You like it when I slap you? Like being my little bitch?”

The man under you glared up at you, “your little bitch? If anything, you’re mine.” He lifted his upper body ready to turn you over. In a second you slapped his cheek again, “you better check that attitude or you don’t get to come for the next two weeks,” you pushed him back into submission.

“You wanna cum?” you ask with a mocking pout, rocking your hips harder on his pulsing cock. In response he gave you a strained nod, “then tell me you’re my bitch…”

You needed him to say the words. Just like him your release was right there but wanted, needed to come with him. “Tell me, tell mommy you’re her little bitch…” Lloyd had no other choice, you sweet voice, sounds and the faint taste of you on his tongue drove him insane.

If that wasn’t enough Lloyd was turned on by you stepping into your dominant manner. Though he enjoyed your submissive side, he loved to let you take over the control.

Still, he knew it wasn’t easy for you hence him being in control most of the time.

“I’m your little bitch mommy, now please let me cum, let your little bitch cum” His deep voice begging for his release drove you nuts. You were far too shy mostly to step into the dominance but when you did you enjoyed, all the self-doubt went out the window.

The desperate look in your eyes gave him permission to release and you’re bursting with your second orgasm as you felt his hot cum spurt inside your fucked out vagina.

Lloyd groaned deeply as you fell onto his chest, “god I love you,” he chuckled while caressing your back. You giggled in a daze, “I love you too.”

Carefully he moved you from his chest. Standing up he walked to the bathroom to get a wet cloth and got your cotton pj’s from the closet. He watched as his cum dripped from your pussy, biting his lip, “fucking hell….”

Seeing his expression, you pushed more of his cum out, “no, no, don’t push it all out! We gotta make sure I got you pregnant,” Lloyd was set on getting you pregnant the moment he saw you play with a toddler on vacation in Italy.

“If you want me to be pregnant, why do you try to hurt a man in front of a child?” the question caught Lloyd off guard.

He let out a deep sigh, “before I met you, I never wanted children or a family, but now that you're here I do. However it's still hard for me to get out of these habits. I think inside I knew I would never do anything but also that I already done enough to traumatise the child forever. What's wrong with me? I want a child with you so bad, but I just fuck it up!”

You cupped his cheeks when you saw his teary eyes, “Lloyd I know your past and present, I know that you can change. I don't want you to completely throw away who you are because look at us. You are stone cold, an asshole, arrogant, a piece of shit to everyone but me, you are soft, loving, gentle for me. I know you will treat our child with so much love, just like you do with me. Yes, we have to work through this but we can do this together.”

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to forgive him for that even though he wanted a child. However Lloyd was a difficult person and from the moment you met until now had been already much development.

When you met he would have torturously murdered the child and up until now Lloyd hadn't hurt a child in over a year which was progress.

Of course you knew that he would never hurt your child but that didn't mean he was allowed or should hurt other children in any way.

“I love you so much, you're so patient with me that I sometimes believe you're not real...,” he looked dreamily in your eyes as he leaned in for a sweet kiss. A knock on the door however pulled you from the moment.

“Fuck off!” he shouted. “Uh, sir? He said Thomas is in outside of Boston and uh the child–” the guard couldn't finish his sentence due the door being ripped open.

“Let the child go. Make sure she is in good care and finds back to her mother.” Lloyd commanded standing there fully naked.

The guard nodded quickly before walking off.

“I have to get back to work...meet me at pool at 8? And bring your new nail polish so we can decide which one to use next!”

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atths--twice · 6 months

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October 31, 2023

It's Halloween! And also the birthday of a very special little girl.

October 29, 2023

“Oh, these look amazing, Violet,” Scully said as she looked at the costumes their neighbor Violet had been furiously sewing to have them finished before Halloween. “I can’t thank you enough for helping us out. I am not a seamstress by any means.”

“Not to fabric perhaps,” Violet said with a smile. “But you are a doctor who has stitched skin and that is very impressive.”

“I’ll remember that when I chastise myself for not being able to work a sewing machine,” Scully laughed and Violet joined with a chuckle of her own. “Rachel will love these little patches you’ve added to Jacob’s costume and this Dorothy dress for Elizabeth is too perfect. Such a better feel than the costumes in the store.”

“And not a fire hazard,” Violet added and Scully nodded, her eyes wide.

“And I love the star tulle overlay on Faith’s dress. I know she’ll be scrambling to try it on and test out how it spins, as soon as she comes inside,” Scully said and Violet hummed in appreciation.

They had all come over to Violet and Denis’s house after dinner, to both take a walk and pick up the costumes Violet had been working on for a few weeks. Mulder was outside with Faith and Denis, looking for the wooden animals Denis had carved years ago and had scattered throughout the yard, so Faith could greet them and see how they were doing. Bella ran along beside them, sniffing for rabbits that were too clever to be out and waiting to be chased by an often clumsy black dog.

“You all will be the best looking group, I’m sure of it. You might run into others dressed similarly, but not as well done as you,” Violet said and Scully agreed. “Oh… and I made a little something extra for Faith.”

“You did? That was kind of you, but you didn’t have to go to any extra trouble.”

“Oh, it wasn’t any trouble at all. I enjoyed doing it. I don’t have much that fills my days and I definitely don’t have little ones here to spoil, or too close by, so I was happy to do it. Besides, it’s her birthday gift. Well, it’s… part of it, because we do have something else for her, so it’s just because I can.” She nodded at Scully matter of factly and Scully laughed.

“I’m sure that whatever it is, she will love it. Plus whatever else you got her.”

“It’s-”

“Hi, Miss Violet,” Faith said as the door squeaked open and she walked inside, followed by the men. “Mister Denis put new animals in the yard, Mama. A purple porcupine and a red wolf. They are very pretty.”

“You’ll have to show me when we leave,” Scully said, placing a hand on Faith’s head and smoothing her hair back. “Do you want to see your costume, my love? Miss Violet did such a good job sewing it for you.”

“Yes!” Faith exclaimed, clapping her hands and jumping up and down.

Violet laughed and nodded, picking the pink dress out of the pile of costumes and showing it to Faith. Her mouth dropped open as she stepped forward to touch it.

“It’s beautiful,” Faith whispered, running her finger over the gold and silver stars on the tulle. “It’s so pretty. I love it. It’s like a… magic fairy princess queen dress. I love it. Can I wear it right now?”

“Of course,” Violet said, smiling at her and Scully took Faith into the bathroom to try on the dress.

“I LOVE IT!!” Faith yelled, spinning back into the room a few minutes later, her arms above her head. “It’s so spinny! Watch me, Daddy!”

She spun around and around, all of the adults watching her and smiling. When she stopped, she wobbled slightly, her eyes needing a second to focus.

“So, I take it you like it then?” Denis asked teasingly and she nodded, spinning around again.

“You forgot part of the costume,” Violet said and Faith stopped spinning, dizzy and a little out of breath. “You need your wand and crown, Miss Faith.”

Faith ran over to Violet and let her place the silver crown made from felt, which fit perfectly, onto her head. She then handed Faith the silver star wand that she had made from sequined material.

“There. Now you’re ready,” Violet said and Faith grinned as she looked at her, holding the wand and waving it slowly.

“Are you a good witch or a bad witch?” Faith asked in a lilted voice and they all laughed as she spun around again, waving her wand in the air.

When she had quieted and stopped spinning, Violet told her she had an extra surprise for her.

“What is it?” Faith asked, setting her wand down and smiling at Violet.

“I’ll go get it. Stay right there.”

“Okay,” Faith said, looking at Scully. “Miss Violet has a surprise for me. I wonder what it is.”

“I guess we’ll find out in a minute,” Scully said, curious herself what it could be.

“Okay,” Violet said, coming into the room with something on a hanger that was covered by a white plastic bag. “Because I don’t want anything to happen to your beautiful dress before Halloween, I thought you might like a different costume to wear to school tomorrow. I know you like these because we’ve talked about them before. So…” Violet took the bag off the hanger and Faith and Scully both gasped.

It was a mermaid costume with a shiny teal and pink ombre long sleeved top. It blended into a long shiny skirt with scalloped scales in shades of pastel blues and pinks. The tail was made of the same material, but it fell in full folds, assuring the spinny effect Faith would love.

“It’s so pretty,” Faith whispered, coming closer to touch it. “It’s shiny, but not like a light. Like… like happiness.”

“Happiness?” Violet asked, looking at Scully who shrugged, not understanding what exactly she meant.

“Yeah,” Faith nodded. “Like how you feel when you’re happy.” She smiled and nodded again. “It makes me feel happy and shiny.”

“Well,” Violet said, taking it from the hanger. “I don’t think any praise will ever compare to that, Miss Faith. Would you like to try it on?”

And she did, coming out and spinning once again, the tail of the costume flying out around her knees. It landed just above her ankles, the perfect length for her to avoid tripping.

“I can wear the mermaid costume to school tomorrow?” Faith asked as they left, thanking Violet again and waving goodbye as they walked down the driveway.

“You sure can, baby,” Mulder said, lifting her up and putting her onto his shoulders. “You’re going to be a beautiful mermaid.”

“Yes, I will,” Faith said, calling goodbye and blowing kisses to Jafadine, the life-sized giraffe that stood in Violet and Denis’s yard, and Mulder laughed.

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October 31st

“You’re sure this will wash off easily?” Mulder asked as Scully began to apply silver face makeup onto him, to transform him into the Tin Man.

She stood between his legs as he sat on the closed toilet seat in the upstairs bathroom at Skinner and Rachel’s house, carefully spreading the makeup evenly.

“Well, if it doesn’t, then we’re both in trouble, aren’t we?” she asked, stepping back to look at him and then glance at herself in the mirror, her own face painted green.

“I think you look good,” he stated, grabbing onto the backs of her thighs and pulling her a little closer to him.

“Absolutely not,” she said, leaning back and shifting out of his grasp as Faith and the twins ran down the hallway, laughing about something.

“Absolutely not about what?” he asked, looking up with innocent eyes, but she was not falling for that this time.

“If you get up to any funny business, I’ll have to reapply this makeup and it took a long time to get it right. It’s finally dry now and I do not want to start over.”

“Mmm, why is it so sexy hearing that while your face is so green?” he asked, looping his arms around her waist.

“Mulder,” she warned, shaking her head.

“One kiss. I promise I’ll be good. I won’t even mess up your makeup.”

“Yours will merge with mine and it will be a mess.”

“We don’t create messes when we merge, only beauty,” he said as Faith shouted for Jacob and he laughed hysterically.

“Mulder,” Scully laughed, her arms going around his neck, unable to resist him.

“One kiss.”

“One. Gentle and easy. I’m serious.”

“Tin Man’s honor,” he said, holding up one hand and then placing it over his heart. “Or may I be struck down by rust.” She laughed again and he grinned up at her, silver paint on half his face. He pursed his lips and she began to lower her head to meet them when a loud scoff sounded at the bathroom door.

“Jesus Christ, you two. You’re supposed to be getting ready,” Skinner said gruffly and they both turned their heads to look at him. He sighed loudly and Scully grinned.

“We are.”

“Bullshit. Stop all that,” he said, gesturing to their current positions. “Get ready. We’re on a schedule.”

“Walter?” Rachel called from down the hall. “Can you bring the kids in here? I’m nearly done and you still need to get ready too.”

“Yes, hon. I’m on my way,” he called back, turning to look in her direction. Looking back at them, he raised his eyebrows and then walked away, calling for Elizabeth and Jacob.

“Ohhh... Dad got mad,” Mulder whispered and Scully chuckled as she quickly kissed him and then stepped back. “Hey! That’s not fair. I wasn’t ready.”

“Tough shit. We gotta get a move on.”

“Mama, can I get ready now?” Faith asked, walking into the bathroom wearing her mermaid costume and a purple sash with Birthday Girl written in rainbow letters. “Oh, Daddy! You look silly.” She giggled as she came closer, stepping between them as Scully continued putting the silver makeup on him. “Does it feel funny?”

“No. It’s just kinda cold,” he replied.

“Shh. No talking,” Scully said. “Or you’ll get creases. I’m nearly done.”

A few minutes later, Faith giggling as she sang the Tin Man’s song, tapping out the beat on Mulder’s legs, Scully was finished.

“There. Now let it dry for a bit and then get your costume on,” she said, wiping her hands on the paper towels she had brought into the bathroom. “Your turn, my love.” She smiled at Faith and she grinned.

“I’m very excited,” Faith said and Scully laughed as Mulder stood up to look at his reflection in the mirror.

“Well,” he said, turning his head from left to right. “It looks odd on its own, but once I’ve got the costume on, it will work. Thanks, love.” He put his hand out and Scully high fived him before he left the room.

“Let’s get you up here on the counter. I’ll curl your hair and then we’ll put a little bit of makeup on you.”

“But not like yours or daddy’s, right?” Faith asked, looking at Scully in the mirror, her eyes slightly worried.

“No, love,” Scully laughed, testing the curling iron she had plugged in earlier. “Not like ours. Just a little bit of blush and maybe mascara and then we’ll put on your dress.”

“Okay, Mama. I’m ready.”

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Thirty minutes later, everyone was downstairs, laughing and commenting on how they all looked.

“Unco Fox,” Jacob laughed, tapping Mulder’s leg. “Wobot.”

“No,” Faith said, shaking her head. “He’s a tin man, Jakey. He’s made of silver tin. It will be rusty if he doesn’t use his oil can.”

Mulder stopped walking and made squeaking sounds which caused Faith and Jacob to giggle.

“Oilllll caaaaan,” he said through clenched teeth.

Faith and Jacob laughed as they took turns using the small can that came with his costume to pretend to oil him up.

“Oh… oh, thank you. I can move again,” he said, moving his jaw and opening and closing his mouth. He rotated his arms and then stuck his hands out to both of them. Shaking their hands simultaneously, he crossed them back and forth, causing them to laugh again.

Scully turned her attention from them to Skinner and had to fight back laughter of her own.

They had planned their Wizard of Oz costumes nearly two months ago, discussing who would be which character. When the decisions were final, Skinner had grumbled a bit, but Scully had also seen the smile tugging at his lips.

She had known who he would be, but seeing him in his costume as the Cowardly Lion was nearly too much.

“Okay!” Rachel shouted with a smile, adjusting the strings on the bonnet of her Lullaby League ballerina costume. “We’re going to take some pictures in the backyard and then we’ll head out to go trick-or-treating. We all look so good. I absolutely love these costumes. This was such a great idea. Let me get the phone set up out there.”

They all trooped out to the backyard, grabbing the props for their costumes on the way. Bella, who had been brought along as Mulder, Scully, and Faith would be spending the night, ran up to give them all some licks, her tail wagging excitedly. She was placed inside the house for a moment so she would not be in the way as everyone then got together for the picture.

Mulder, the Tin Man, stood beside Scully, the Wicked Witch of the West, with Faith, Glinda the Good Witch, in front of them. Skinner, the Cowardly Lion, had Elizabeth, Dorothy Gale, and Jacob, the Scarecrow, in front of him. Vivian, Rachel’s mother, who had arrived only minutes before, stood next to him. She was dressed as the tornado that had brought Dorothy to Oz, complete with the images Dorothy had seen inside the tornado stuck to her outfit.

Scully smiled as she looked at all of them, even as she felt an unexpected lump forming in her throat. She felt Mulder place his hand on the small of her back and she nodded, letting out a deep breath.

“Good?” he asked in a whisper and she nodded again.

“Okay!” Rachel shouted, smoothing her pink ballerina costume. “We’ve got ten seconds. Get ready!” She pushed the timer and rushed over, squeezing in between her mom and Skinner. “Everyone say Pizza!”

“Pizza!” they all shouted and the phone flashed down from ten to one, snapping a burst of photos.

“Let me check it, but I’m sure we got a good one in the bunch,” Rachel said, walking toward the phone.

A few more pictures were taken and then they all left the house with their assortment of props, coffee tumblers full of wine, and Bella in tow.

Many families were already out, the children shouting and running from house to house. Scully smiled as Faith and the twins walked up the first driveway, calling out trick or treat before the door was even open.

People stopped them as they continued through the neighborhood, telling them how much they loved their costumes.

When the twins began to slow down and lose interest, they walked back to the house, Faith dancing and spinning ahead of them.

Not bothering to change out of their costumes as they still had one last celebration to attend to, they gathered in the dining room.

The pink ombré cake that had been placed onto the table after dinner was lit with a golden number five candle and the lights were turned out.

Happy birthday was sung to Faith, her blue eyes shining in the light of the flame, as she looked at each of them in turn, in her sparkly pink Glinda dress and silver crown, and she grinned.

#the x files #family #family life the story beyond the series #halloween #halloween birthday #friends and family #family life #msr #happy #love #domestic life #domestic fluff #trick or treating #group costume #fun and happiness

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lunaekalenda · 1 year

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Hello I’m back for more of the Greek mythology interaction. Could you do another one for Eren (also I imagine him wearing nothing but a eucalyptus crown on his head as a Greek god) with flower goddess Reader? Thank you! - 🌼

for some reason, half of my draft got deleted and just realized now that i was gonna publish it 🤡 anyway, i did what i could with your specifications + the dices (my imagination isn't that wide hshs) hope you like it!

zeus · trojan horse · treasure (this is going to be a little divergence from the original myths to fit the request)

Humans were curious to gods, specially, to him. Eren ruled on the Olympus as the God between the Gods. Everything was boring to him, specially, mortals. Such throwaway lives, so far from divine perfection, but yet so intense. If there was a thing he still liked from the human world, it was flowers.

One thing Eren doesn't miss as the new Zeus is to feel. It has been ages since he felt for the last time, when he let himself smile when the spring arrived or let his guard down while sleeping peacefully. He has forgot all of them. A lot of humans want his place, his life. And he won't give up that easy on them.

He was sure nothing could ever rip apart that façade of the perfect god, but he got a gift. A gift, for him. It was on his main door when he left that morning, direction to the tholos where all the Gods spent the long and incontable days. There it was, a miniature of the Trojan Horse, the one that made Achilles win the war. He remembers that moment, he felt a little proud of his army. Of his mortal army. Near the miniature, a big bouquet of flowers rested, with a little note on the side. "Thanks for helping, supreme God. The district of Paradis will always be grateful."

The flowers were way too beautiful to be made by humans. They seemed too perfect, too colorful to be natural. Looking at the flowers again, he left them on the main entrance's vase, knowing that they will be dead with just a couple days on the Olympus.

But they resisted, two days, four and a whole month, maybe more. He moved them to his office, where he watched them for full hours without moving. He was intrigued, where could a human make such perfect flowers? They seemed to be even immortal, as he was. It was the first gift Eren got that was able to last as much as he was going to, unless someone did kill him before.

Those flowers got the name of the "God's Treasure" in the streets of the Olympus, reaching everyone's ears, specially Armin's, the messenger God. He brought those flowers from the mortal lands, and he would gratefully show Eren where they grew. It wasn't long until the God searched the blonde boy, who guided his friend down to mortal domains after years of reclusion on the Olympus. He felt the grass on his feet when they landed. The sweet breeze near the sea, the salty air that played on his hair and moved the leafs of his eucalyptus crown. And he saw the little town, white houses and tiny humans around.

And then he saw you.

Kneeling on the floor with a long, white robe, smiling so preciously while you put tiny flowers on a little girl's hair. The flowers seemed to be so bright, so shiny, and the way you used them with such care and tenderness made him smile unconsciously. They seemed to bloom under your hands, and he felt what he had suppressed for years at a stroke. He wants to be held, to be listened, to be loved. He wants to bloom under someone's soft touch, and he wants to pass his immortal life with someone.

And when your eyes crossed, he knew that someone he has been waiting for was you.

He started to walk, without even knowing what he was gonna say once he arrived. When his long shadow covered you and the kid from the sun, he felt the sudden nervousness. You stood up slowly, asking the kid to go home. He looked at you for a long second, before speaking.

"The flowers that I got at the Olympus... Did you grow them?" Your eyes opened when you realized that Eren, the God among the Gods, was talking to you. Your hands trembled softly when you kneeled respectfully.

At the same time, he kneeled in front of you, a big smile on his lips as he searched your gaze with his.

"Could you show me how you grow those beautiful flowers?" he whispers, making your heart skip a beat. Show him, the most important God between them, your simple flowers?

You were still so unaware of the future crown he was planning you to wear, full of flowers, as he crowned you as his goddess.

#eren x reader #eren x you #eren x y/n #aot x reader #aot x you #snk x you #snk x reader #snk eren #eren fluff #snk fluff #aot fluff #greek myth fic

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serenity-fujakante · 25 days

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A Dragon And A Goddess

Betrayal

Warnings: Angst

Kiana smiled as she woke up with Mei in her arms. The white-haired goddess hummed as she waited for her beautiful girlfriend to wake up. Kiana frowned as Mei stayed asleep, and she got up and went to the bathroom. She came out and started to cook. Kiana was planning on proposing to Mei, and she hoped the girl would say yes. Kiana started to cook, and she went upstairs to greet Mei with breakfast in bed. Mei woke up, and she smiled as Kiana set the tray of food on her lap. "Happy anniversary, my love!" Kiana happily hummed.

"Thank you, Kiana!" Kiana frowned and shook her head.

"I'm going to take you out on a date later tonight! So make sure you look your best!" Kiana stripped her pajamas and put on daily wear. "I'll be going to prepare our best date ever." Kiana spoke happily. Mei smiled, and she nodded.

"Elysia said she wanted to learn to cook more." Mei hummed. Kiana froze, and she shook her head.

"That's fine! I know Mei-senpai won't ever cheat!" Kiana exclaimed. Mei froze, and she nodded quickly.

"Of course!" With that, Kiana ran out of the house. She almost forgot her keys, and she ran back in and grabbed them and her phone. Kiana sighed as she remembered that Mei had been distant. Which is why Kiana was going to make sure that they had the best date ever. She smiled as she got on the train. She braided her hair as she waited, and the train stopped. Kiana started to shop for rings, and she found a spot in the park for a picnic.

"This would be the perfect spot to propose to Mei-senpai." Kiana yelped as she bumped into someone. She saw a head of brown hair, and she apologized. The girl whined, and Kiana helped her up.

"Do you humans not watch your surroundings?" The girl hissed. Kiana figured she wasn't human by her slitted eyes.

"I'm sorry!" Kiana bowed.

"It's fine. I'm trying to find a meat shop." Kiana nodded and pointed the way. The girl ran after thanking the white-haired girl. Kiana started to shop for clothes and she saw a dress. The streets were filled with humans, elves, kitsunes, Nekos, demons, and inus. "I wonder what that girl was. She was pretty, and she seemed to avoid humans."

"Did you hear? The Dragon of the Nightmares has a cave nearby. Apparently, she's looking for a home."

"Dragon?" Kiana asked the elf. She nodded.

"It's rare for a dragon hybrid to come into large populous areas. So when one comes, especially one as powerful as the Nightmare dragon to come to our city. Poor thing's hometown was burned by the undead. She was considered their goddess since she protected it." Kiana frowned, and she knew what it was like.

"Anyway, what brings the Queen of Void to our establishment?"

"Ah! I'm buying this dress." Kiana paid for the dress. The elf happily took the money, and Kiana smiled. "I want to put it on to see how it looks."

"There's a dressing room over there." The elf pointed. Kiana nodded and ran to the dressing room. She changed, and she smiled at herself in the mirror. She came out, and the elf smiled. "Your significant other is very lucky to have you. You're stunning to look at.aaa" The elf hummed. She picked out a pair of white heeled boots. "You're our 1,000th customer. I wanted to see what you would like with the dress before I picked out a free pair of heels."

"Ah! No need, I can pay for it!"

"I insist!" The elf replied. She wasn't taking no for an answer.

"Can I at least pay half the price?" Kiana asked.

"A third of the price." The elf sighed. Kiana paid the elf, and she smirked. "I should do your hair. I'm now on break!" Kiana yelped as the elf dragged her down the hallway.

メメメメメメメメメメメメメメメメ

"There, now you're even more beautiful." The elf hummed.

"Thank you." Kiana bowed. She looked at the time and smiled. The elf smiled at her. "Here. I don't think you get paid enough." The elf yelped as Kiana shoved a bag of heavy metal. "I have no use for them. I can make more of them. Use them for a crown or sell them." Kiana hummed as she left. The elf stared open mouthed at the gold metal in her hand. These were void metal and were really rare. Especially since elves used to use them for crafting jewelry. The elf watched the goddess running away, and she smiled softly. Kiana ran towards her house, and she was ready to take Mei out. She saw Elysia's car, and she frowned. It was four in the afternoon. Kiana shrugged, and she stopped at the door. She had a bad feeling and she frowned. Kiana unlocked the door, and she saw Elysia's shoes. Kiana felt dizzy and sluggish as she didn't smell burnt cooking. She didn't smell anything. So why was Elysia still here? Was she helping Mei get ready? Kiana walked up the stairs, and her heart clenched at the sounds coming from her room. Kiana walked slowly, and she opened the door. Her eyes widened, and her heart shattered at the sight. "Mei-senpai?" Kiana's voice broke. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Mei and Elysia ripped apart.

"Kiana!?" Mei's eyes widened. "It's not what it looks like!"

"How long?" Kiana clenched her fists.

"It was an accident."

"Don't lie to me!"

"Dear Mei, we've been fucking for months." Kiana backed up and she ran out the house. Mei saw the box fall and she opened it. Mei gasped and she frowned.

"Stupid Mei!" Kiana kept running as the tears fell. It started to rain and Kiana ducked inside a cave. She started to sob and she soon heard a menacing snarl.

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Wonderful Journey - Chapter 5

Translated by: @seisoukan

With thanks to my proofers: Vulpes

Season: Winter

Time: Several days later, the same day the commercial shoot ended successfully

Location: Karaoke Box

WATARU: — The kabe-don that Keito-kun did at the time looked so handsome, my heart just couldn’t help but beat faster~ It’s such a shame you all couldn’t see it for yourselves ♪

KEITO: Stop adding embellishments to the story, Hibiki. To me, it isn’t an experience I’d like to relive over and over again.

TOMOYA: Ahaha, don’t worry, Hasumi-senpai. I mean, I’ve made myself look like an idiot a bunch of times, so it’s not like I’m any better…

That’s why I’m telling you, Hibiki-senpai! You have to be a little more aware of the amount of problems you’re causing other people!

Eh? Why’re you apologizing for him, Anzu-senpai? You’re saying that because you also participated in the conception of the ‘Closeness UP Campaign’, you’re an accomplice?

No no no, we aren’t actually mad. Actually, we want to thank Anzu-senpai… and Hibiki-senpai, I guess.

WATARU: Tomoya-kun, you needn’t put special emphasis on the ‘guess’, you know…

KEITO: Hmph. You’ve been too reckless after all. You bastard.

Though I don’t know how you two thought up the idea of using shoujo manga tropes to raise the closeness between our members; to my surprise, you achieved your goal in the end.

Afterwards, we gradually developed a rapport, our subsequent rehearsals went smoother, and in the end, we were able to finish the commercial shoot without incident.

In any case, I still hope next time you’ll tell us before you two do something like this. That way, at the very least, we can be mentally prepared.

WATARU: Non~non! That wouldn’t be Amazing at all, wouldn't it? You should know, it’s unexpected situations that really stimulate the potential in someone!

To ensure that our strategy could properly move forward, I had to first inform Tomoya-kun of a portion of our plans for him to carry them out. That was the biggest concession I could make!

TOMOYA: You say that, but I was absolutely clueless for the most part…

SHU: … Right, enough chitter-chatter. Don’t forget today’s main objective.

Since you’ve also invited the little girl to the celebration party, I must take the opportunity to express my gratitude to her in person no matter what. Otherwise, I would never have willingly come to such a crowded and clamorous place.

Just listening to the constant background music playing in the room is making me feel a little overwhelmed.

WATARU: Oya? My sincerest apologies. I was too busy happily chatting with everyone. It’s my fault for being inconsiderate.

Then, allow us to change up the atmosphere! With a snap of my fingers ☆

TOMOYA: (… Wow, the dynamic electronic music instantly became a soothing and elegant piano tune.)

(Not only that, all the bright lights in the room went dim, and only the ceiling and the four surrounding walls are cast in glowing starbursts of silver. It’s almost like—)

WATARU: How about it, Anzu-san? Is this miniature starry sky to your liking?

However, now is far from the time to be astonished! For we shall offer to you even more Amazing things, one after the other ☆

Come, come, my dearest Royal Highness! The grand ball is about to start, so please put on this mask decorated with feathers of pure white… ☆

TOMOYA: Ah, just a sec, Anzu-senpai, don’t raise your head yet… Great, the handmade crown is the right size, too ♪

SHU: This is a handsewn cape made with fabric selected by yours truly. Try it on while you’re at it, little girl.

Hm, as I thought, that wine red color suits you.

TOMOYA: Haha, Anzu-senpai looks exactly like a shimmering, sparkling princess right now ♪

KEITO: Oi, you all forgot to explain yourselves before dressing Anzu up like this out of nowhere. She completely froze up.

… Tonight, Anzu, you are the protagonist of our celebration.

Not just for this time’s commercial shooting. All this time, you’ve done your utmost as a producer to advise and plan for us idols, rushing around.

The four of us had a private discussion, and each of us decided to prepare a gift for you today, so just accept it without any complaints.

Also, this is for you. It isn’t anything precious, so you should put it away quickly—

WATARU: Oya? Anzu-san is so happy, she hopped right out of her seat. I wonder what sort of goody that was ☆

TOMOYA: “Mizuhanome-sensei’s signature”…? Are you a fan of that artist’s work, Anzu-senpai?

Um, I can’t help but think this name sounds familiar. I might have heard of them before at the academy—

KEITO: … Cough, cough, then why have I never heard of them before? You must have confused them with someone else.

That being said, we’ve rented the karaoke box for a limited time. Shouldn’t we get started?

WATARU: Hahaha, your way of changing the subject is a little stiff Keito-kun, but I’ll listen to you this time around.

Actually, the reason we decided to hold the celebration party here, is because the four of us wish to express our heartfelt gratitude towards Anzu-san the way an idol knows best— That is, with our voices.

Then, please listen to our Amazing Ensemble… ♪

WATARU & TOMOYA: ♪ ♪ ♪~

KEITO & SHU: ♪~♪~♪

TOMOYA: Haha, Anzu-senpai seems to be having a good time listening. She’s shaking the maracas along with the music from time to time ♪

WATARU: However, that isn’t the end of it! The next session is the real surprise of today! Let us begin the ‘ES Idol Karaoke Imitation Show’ ☆

SHU: … What? I was never given word of such an arrangement!

WATARU: Certainly ♪ That’s because the idea just popped into my brain, so I did not anticipate it myself either!

TOMOYA: Ugh, by now, I’m so used to Hibiki-senpai’s impulsive style of acting, I can’t even be bothered to complain…

WATARU: Then, allow me to start everyone off! I am able to imitate anyone, so just designate someone at random, Anzu-san ☆

Oho, you’d like to see our fine’s Hime-kun, is it? Not a problem at all![1]

“Ehehe, the world’s cutest Himemiya Tori-sama is right here ♪”

“Leaping like a kitten, then spinning around~♪”

“How was that? I tried my best to perform fine’s representative song, so Anzu-san has to praise me as much as she wants~♪”

TOMOYA: Anzu-senpai! The person in front of you isn’t Himemiya, but Hibiki-senpai! Don’t unconsciously reach your hand out to pat his head!

WATARU: Fufufu, this just goes to show how close my imitation of Hime-kun is to the real thing ☆

And now, Keito-kun is next up! Anzu-san helped you get the signature of that mangaka you like, so in return, you should at least put on a good show, right?

See, Anzu-san is even looking at you expectantly ♪

KEITO: Why does Hibiki know about that? … Fine, Anzu. Whoever you’d like to see me imitate, I’ll give it an earnest attempt.

Fair warning though, don’t expect too much from my imitation skills.

… Um, Nito, is it? I should be able to remember a few of his catchphrases, more or less. Cough, cough… (clearing his throat)

“I… I’m everybody’s Nii~chan! If you’ve got any difficulties, just come and find your reliable Nii~chan!”

“Uunyah! I’m gonna get angwy!”

SHU: …

TOMOYA: Pfft… (holding back his laughter)

KEITO: Now, I’ll perform a Ra*bits song… If I remember correctly, when singing the part that goes ‘pyon pyon ♪’, you have to raise your hands above your head and pose them like twitching rabbit ears…?[2]

… Fine, since I’ve already gone all out, you lot can laugh it up.

WATARU: Fuhahahahaha ☆ I can scarcely believe Keito-kun’s imitation was so entertaining! My stomach hurts from laughing! I have to give you full marks, 100 points!

TOMOYA: Ha… Haha, I don’t even know what to say. This is so different from the Hasumi-senpai I know, I feel like I’m dreaming.

But you know, I can’t say it isn’t an unique type of ‘cute’, so I’m going to give Hasumi-senpai 80 points ♪

SHU: Your judgment criteria is far too loose. I’ll give him 10 points at most! You are entirely unable to imitate even a thousandth of the essence of Nito’s cuteness!

Though, since the little girl is laughing so happily… I shall add another 10 points.

After all, one of the reasons idols exist is to bring smiles to the people of the world. Among those people are the producer who has always been at our side, of course.

WATARU: Oya, oya, it’s rare for Shu to say such sentimental words. We’re all happy to be able to see Anzu-san display such a bright smile ♪

Right, since you’re not entirely satisfied with Keito-kun’s imitation, why don’t you, who has the deepest understanding of Little Rabbit-san by far, try your hand at imitating him, Shu?

SHU: Non! I refuse! I should not have come here today!

The following voice lines are played in Tori's voice.

It is unclear whether the song he is referring to is Melty♡Kitchen or Made in Tokimeki♪, as both songs have 'pyon pyon' in the lyrics.

Wonderful Journey - Masterlist

#wataru hibiki #keito hasumi #tomoya mashiro #shu itsuki #enstars #ensemble stars #/#mine: translations

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is aleron more self-centered or selfless? or are they in-between? :0

hi!!! sorry for taking so long to post this but good question!! to answer this, im gonna have to completely go into the lore.

their story is in the year 2608. so why is aleron a knight if the story takes place in a futuristic world?

well, about 500 years before then, a 17-year-old girl took over the world as queen. the areas she ruled turned into medieval kingdoms and villages. the areas she couldnt control were often by the coast. those places developed into cities, like the sorta shit youd see in dystopian movies and stuff.

one day, the queen declared that she had found a way to make herself immortal. the next, she disappeared.

most assumed she was dead.

people started flocking to the cities, and the villages and kingdoms... well, they were left behind. the cities grew, and the people who dared to explore those now-abandoned areas ended up missing.

now, the year 2598. aleron's 6 years old. theyre living in one of those cities, being raised by their grandparents.

xe is a direct descendant of the queen's most loyal knight, and growing up, xe heard stories passed down from generation to generation in xir family.

this is what led them to want to become a knight. but in a much different way than that of xir ancestor. see, they wanted to be the kind of knight to be brave enough to betray the evil ruler they served.

so pretty selfless, right? yeah?

fast-forward 10 years. its 2608. aleron is 16 and already living alone. they hear about someone else disappearing after going to the nearest abandoned village.

one night after coming home, they dig through their closet and pull out a set of armor they got for their 15th birthday. xe doesnt want to put on the whole thing, so xe only chooses select pieces. a pauldron for the shoulder they hurt recently. vambraces for their lower arms. poleyns. greaves. sabatons.

xe packs a bag. xe takes the helmet from xir armor with xem, just in case. grabs their sword. and then leaves.

they head out to the village that someone disappeared in.

surprisingly, the place is still intact after 500 years. it's silent.

well, except someone calling for help.

aleron follows the voice to the side of a hill, where a cave lies. the entrance is blocked off by heavy rocks. this is their chance to save the person who disappeared. this is xir chance to show the people who made fun of xem for xir obsession with being a knight. their chance to look good. xe doesnt realize it, but this isnt for the person xe is saving.

it's for themself.

this is their first experience with self-centeredness.

xe helps the person out of the cave, but it wasnt who xe was looking for.

the person they helped says her name is mēdeia. that she got trapped in the cave after she woke up in there. that she's a 17-year-old sound-bending witch who cant really remember who she is other than that.

there's something i forgot to mention, that that necklace aleron wears? it was something that belonged to their ancestor, and, like the stories, was passed down from generation to generation.

and it just so happened that mēdeia somehow had an exact replica of the necklace.

odd.

aleron, still on the search for the missing person, leaves, but brings mēdeia with xem. better to have a sound-bending witch by your side than to travel alone and increase the chances of somehow ending up dead.

over the months, aleron starts to slip back into that selflessness.

something tugs at the back of mēdeia's mind, someone she used to know that aleron reminds her of. it's comforting, safe, but also unsettling. like they could turn against her at any moment.

and then, as aleron tells her why xe became a knight, the final pieces fall into place.

a dark tank. freezing temperatures. a guillotine. a village. a crown. an announcement of immortality.

her name wasnt really mēdeia. she wasn't just a sound bending witch. she was a queen. a queen that was assumed to be dead for 500 years. she had made herself "immortal" through cryostasis, a way of preserving living organisms through freezing them. the person aleron reminds her of is the knight who had once served her so loyally. the necklaces were a symbol of her love for that knight.

and she regrets her every action as queen. what she wants is to atone for her sins.

but when she tells aleron, who is almost a spitting image of the knight she once loved…

xe stabs her through the heart with xir sword.

this act of self-centeredness is disguised as selflessness, as a way to protect "the people" (note the use of the quotation marks. them killing her is more to protect themself than to protect others).

in that way, aleron has gone against the true purpose of being a knight, which is to protect others, not destroy others. in that way, xe is the villain.

and that act is what seals it. from now on, aleron does things for themself and themself only, but claims what they do is a way to help others.

they head back for their city, alone, giving up on their original quest, a distorted echo of their ancestor.

anyway im sorry that was so long, i just felt that if i said something like "oh they were pretty selfless but then they became selfish but then they went back to being selfless but then" etc etc without providing context, then it wouldnt really make sense????? so yeah. thansk for reading my essay /hj

#asks #ask game #xavier/felix/dvno :]#oc: aleron #oc: mēdeia #long post #if i need to tag anything please let me know

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