#god i can't wait for the world to see this

[the-raindeer-king]

(A/N: prt 4 and the finale of the Mama Riley au! Thanks for all the support and nice comments. It means the world to me! No content warnings. Enjoy!!)

If the ground would swallow him whole, Simon would consider that a blessing. God, he never should've asked his mom about you. Of course she'd clock him. Who knows the man better than his own mom?

He stares blankly at you for far too long. Long enough that you're wondering if there was a chance Mama Riley had it all wrong. You open your mouth, ready to backtrack the statement, when Simon settles a hand on your thigh.

“I… yeah. It's true,” he answers you. He tells you it's fine if you don't feel the same. You were his mom's friend first, and he can see how deeply you care about her and vice versa. He wants his mom to be happy.

“What about what you want?” You ask, curious.

Simon's quiet for a moment, thinking. He wants to marry you, but that might be a bit much to admit right out the gate. So he gathers his nerves, and quietly admits, “I want to kiss you.”

You can't help but smile in response. You lean in a little closer to him, your eyes already half lidded. “I want you to kiss me,” you reply softly.

The kiss is a little awkward. It takes Simon a second to get comfortable in the kiss, but it's good once he does. (You find out later on that it's his second kiss.) His hands come to cradle your face, tipping your head back to deepen the kiss. That's when the kiss becomes perfect, the kind that makes your head spin.

You break away at the sound of the door opening. Simon's hands linger in your face for a moment longer, before he drops them back down to his sides. But you're quick to lace your fingers with his, more than eager to start displaying affection. You've been holding back for far too long.

Mama Riley smiles at the both of you, a coffee in hand. “You kids get your feelings worked out?” She teases.

You and Simon share a look, before responding simultaneously.

“Yes, ma'am.”

“Yeah, Mum.”

Going to sleep that night is incredibly bittersweet. You two finally made progress, just barely started your relationship, and he's leaving in the morning. Simon has never hated his job more than now. He's waited, since the day y'all met, for this, and he doesn't feel like he even has a chance to enjoy it.

But it makes returning, two months later, all the more worth it. This isn't the first time you've gone with Mama Riley to pick him up, but this time is different. There's no fanfare, no balloons or signs, although you and Mama Riley had joked about it. But there is a new energy in the air, excitement to see your boyfriend.

He's easy to spot amongst the crowd, tall and imposing. But you see the way his shoulders sag with relief, when he spots you two. He greets his mom first, crushing her in a hug. There's some whispered words between the two of them, before Simon turns his attention to you.

He hesitates, before tugging his face mask down. “Can I kiss you?”

You can't help but giggle a little, nodding your head. His hands move to cradle your face, so gentle despite the horrors he's witnessed. And when your lips meet his, Simon decides there's no better way to welcome him home.

[taylorman2274]

Reverse Isekai Genshin Shenanigans #2

Characters: Venti, Kaeya, Diluc, Xingqiu, Zhongli

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"Is everything to your liking, Venti?" you asked.

"Oh none of that, [Y/N]," Venti responded with a small smile. "No need to be so formal around me."

The two of you were currently in the living room of your apartment. Since Venti was here, you had planned on showing him some of the stuff around your place. As for how Venti got here in the first place...

It's kind of a long story.

But to make that story short, Venti told you that Albedo and the Traveler had been working on a device that can establish a linked portal between Teyvat and Earth. From what you understand, it's kind of how you are able to access Teyvat on your computer, but this time it's the other way around.

It's honestly surprising how quickly it took them to reach you.

"However," Venti began, raising a finger. "Before you show me any more stuff, do you by chance happen to have any wine around? I am quite curious to see how your world's wine holds up to Mondstadt's."

You shook your head. "Nope. Sorry, I don't drink."

"You don't?!" Venti gasped. "Well that's no fun! Life is so much better when indulging in fabulous wine."

"My liver would say otherwise." you quipped.

Venti, ignoring you, continued. "It's unfortunate, really. And I was just beginning to get my hopes up high," he sighed. "But alas, I guess a bard's stomach will have to go empty for now."

You could tell that he was joking, but you still felt like helping him out. He was your guest, after all.

Luckily, your apartment was in the middle of a shopping complex.

"How about this. There's a wine store nearby. I can walk down and grab you something. Would that be alright?"

Venti's eyes are shining so bright you nearly covered your eyes to stop from going blind.

"Ohoho, really now?" he smirks, before giving a Knight of Favonius salute. "Lead the way then, [Y/N]. I shall be right behind you."

You sighed. "No, Venti. I can't risk you being seen by other people. Just tell me what you want and I'll go get it."

"Not a chance!" he happily exclaimed, skipping towards the door. "A decision of great importance should be trusted with an expert connoisseur such as myself."

He opened the door and gestured you towards the empty hallway. "After you, dear [Y/N]."

...

The God of Freedom has restrictions when it comes to purchasing wine apparently.

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"I must say, [Y/N]. Your place certainly is interesting. It's both familiar and exotic."

You raised a skeptical brow at the calvary captain. "Should I be taking that as a compliment or...?"

In response, Kaeya chuckled. "I simply mean that it's unique. Let's leave it at that."

You slowly nodded. Kaeya was a hard person to read, but you think he meant it as a complement.

...You think.

"However, before we continue, do you have any drinks on hand. I'm getting a bit thirsty."

You nodded politely. "Of course, I'll go get you something right away!"

You quickly walked to the kitchen and opened your fridge. "What would you like? I've got water, milk, juice, soda..."

Kaeya thought for a second. "Do you have any wine?"

...

Goddammit.

You loudly sighed. "First of all, I don't drink. Second of all, Venti made me spend nearly $100 at the wine store, and I didn't even get to keep any of it!"

Kaeya pondered in thought some more. "A wine store...?"

Oh no.

"No..." you warned. "Don't you even think about getting me to spend more money."

Kaeya merely brough the back of his hand to his chin. "But I am a guest, are I not? It is common courtesy for the guest to be treated respectively after all."

...

You hate it when they're right.

You sighed again. "Fine..."

Kaeya softly smiled. "Excellent. I can't wait to see what they have to offer."

Thankfully, Kaeya was nice enough to settle for only one wine bottle.

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"I'm sorry if this isn't to your liking, Master Diluc."

"Please, [Y/N]. Just Diluc is fine. No need for formalities when we're not in Teyvat."

He began to look around at his surroundings.

"Though I am curious as to why you decided to bring me to a restaurant of all places."

"Because you didn't want to go to the wine store." you replied, deadpan. "Which honestly surprises me considering you own the biggest winery in Mondstadt."

Diluc did not look impressed. "I've seen enough wine in my life already, it does not make any difference if I go see anymore."

You shrugged your shoulders. "Suit yourself."

You looked back down at the menu in your hands, reading its contents for something good to order.

"...Is there another reason why you brought me here?"

You looked up at him. "...I mean yeah, there is, but it's nothing important."

Diluc crossed his arms. "Oh? What is it?"

You pointed to the top of his menu. "It's the name of the restaurant."

He looked down towards the menu and read the name. "Firebirds? What of it?"

You tilted your head. "...You don't get it?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Get what?"

"Ah, forget it," you waved a hand. "I just thought it was something funny."

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"Where are we heading, my liege?"

"Somewhere I think you'll really like."

The two of you walked through the front doors and stopped just a few steps afterward. To the naked eye, books upon books laid upon rows and rows of shelves.

As expected of a library.

You looked at Xingqiu and couldn't help but chuckle at the wide-eyed expression he was giving. His mouth also hung open comically.

"Easy now, Xingqiu, don't go drooling all over the floor now." You turned and pointed towards the front desk. "I figure that this place might be too big for you to handle so I trust that any questions you have you'll ask the librari- aaannnnnnnnnd he's gone."

...

You looked away for five seconds and you've already lost the book lover.

Is this how parents feel whenever they lose sight of their kids?

You couldn't help but chuckle as you shook your head. You suppose this was to be expected after all. When Xingqiu sets his sights on a book of choice, there's not much that will drag him away from it.

Knowing that he had no reason to leave the library, you began walking around the building searching for him.

You did find him after a few minutes. He had grabbed a seat on top of a beanbag and was nose deep in a book in his hands. Stacked next to him were a ton of other books that he presumably collected.

However, as you walked closer to him, you could see a troubled expression on his face.

"Is something wrong?" you questioned.

Xingqiu lowered the book from his face. "Sorry, my liege, I seem to be unable to read this. I can't understand any of the words."

...

Ah crap, you forgot about that.

"Do you think you could read this to me?" he asked, handing the book to you.

You nodded. "Sure, I can do that."

Book in hand, you plopped down on another beanbag next to him and started to read. You had no other plans for the day, so you were fine with hanging around the library for a little bit.

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You didn't feel like going out today. It didn't matter who asked, you were exhausted.

"Hmmm..."

Even if that someone was an over 6,000-year old retired Archon.

To be quite frank, you were terrified to be in Zhongli's presence. Sure, this isn't the first Archon you've met in person, but Venti does a superb job at hiding his status. Nobody can take a look at him and think that he's an Archon.

Zhongli on the other hand, has this imposing aura around him. How does Hu Tao not feel threatened by this man?

"So this is where you're able to guide us from?"

You nodded. "Yes sir."

After showing Zhongli around your apartment, he expressed an interest in seeing the device you use to guide them. Not thinking ahead, and because you were terrified of telling an Archon 'no', you agreed.

...Okay, you did try to tell Venti 'no', but that's different!

Now, you were frantically trying to piece together a convincing story about how your guidance is not part of a video game and everything that they've come to known was written, modeled, and designed by a company. Existential crisis are not fun to deal with.

However, Zhongli isn't stupid. There's a high percent chance he'll see through your lies.

...Basically, you're fucked.

You focused back on the computer. The main menu was playing. You sneaked a peak at Zhongli. He appeared to be lost in thought.

"Need me to explain anything?" you asked, hesitantly.

Zhongli nodded. "Please."

You sighed. Here goes nothing.

"So to start things off, there's this company called Hoyoverse. This company is responsible for maintaining a stable connection between here and Teyvat. That's why you saw their name appear on the screen earlier. This down here is the region that the connection is held. If I click on that, I'm able to change to another region. However, I'm gonna keep it on this one since I get the best connection from there."

"Then below that is my User ID. Going back to Hoyoverse for a moment, it's not just one connection they're responsible for. They're able to hold thousands of connections at once."

You saw Zhongli open his mouth so you stopped talking for a moment. "But I've never known anyone other than you guiding us. How can it be that there are multiple connections to the same place?"

You shook your head. "No, it's not multiple connections to one Teyvat. It's multiple connections to different Teyvats. Think of it as parallel universes if you will. Through this connection, I am able to guide people such as you. However, through another connection, someone else is able to guide another Zhongli. Does that make sense?"

You nearly breathed a sigh of relief when he nodded his head. "I see. Please, continue."

"Right. Next, you have these two buttons over here. If I click on the top one, you'll see ways to interact with other connection members as well as the company itself. Also, you have the fair use statement and terms of service. These are just the rules I need to follow while guiding you guys. If I break any of these rules, my access is revoked and the connection gets terminated."

Zhongli looks at the screen for a brief period before turning to you with his arms crossed. "You say these are rules."

You nodded. "Yes sir."

"...They sound more like contracts to me."

...

"I mean..." you scratched the back of your neck. "I wouldn't say contracts, per se. I guess you could call them... agreements?"

Zhongli raised an eyebrow. "So now they're agreements?"

...

Welp. It was a good run while it lasted.

You sighed heavily and lowered your head in shame. "No. You're right. They're contracts."

Zhongli nodded in agreement. "As I thought."

"Sorry." you apologized.

...

"Do you know what is listed in the contracts."

You looked up at Zhongli. He still bore a curious expression on his face. There wasn't any anger nor frustration hinted anywhere.

"Ummm... Not really."

Zhongli was quick to furrow his eyebrows. Okay, now he's looking a bit mad. "You signed a contract without reading its contents?"

You scooched your chair a tiny bit away from Zhongli to give you some more space. "Well I mean, yeah, but I'm not the only one who does that. Everyone does! Nobody's got the time nor the patience to read all of that legal jargon."

Zhongli's eyebrows furrowed even further. You might be overexaggerating out of fear, but he looks absolutely pissed. Now would be the best time to make a smart life decision.

"Oh please, Rex Lapis," you pleaded, kneeling on the floor with your hands pressed together in prayer. "I beg for forgiveness, o merciful Archon."

"Spare me your theatrics."

You winced. That didn't work out as well as you hoped.

A couple of seconds passed by before Zhongli let out a deep sigh. "I don't know what you were thinking when you decided to blindly sign multiple contracts.

...

"However, I am willing to go through each contract for you and teach you of anything you should be aware of for now and for the foreseeable future."

...

"...Huh...?"

"You mean... I'm not gonna suffer the Wrath of the Rock?"

"The Wrath of the Rock??" Zhongli asks, flabbergasted. "Did you really think I was going to hurt you?"

...

"Yes..." you answered, meekly.

Zhongli's face softened before he placed a hand on your shoulder. "I would never harm you nor let anyone bring harm you, [Y/N]. I'd be a fool to do so after all that you have done for my friends, for Liyue, and for Teyvat."

He gave a soft smile. "I'm just letting you know that you should be more careful while signing any contracts in the future. You never know if you're getting a fair agreement if you never read its contents."

You nodded, smile also on your face. "Yes sir, I'll read every contract from now on, sir."

"Good. Now then, would you kindly read the contents of each contract to me. I'll stop you if I need to mention anything worth noting."

You spent the next couple of hours going over each contract, taking notes on anything Zhongli deemed worth of remembering. You guess that showing him the actual game will come at a later time.

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Author Side Notes: Wow that Zhongli bit took up a lot of this. In all honesty, it could probably be it's own thing separate from all of the other shenanigans.

By the way, I imagine that Zhongli uses reading glasses. I don't why I think that, but I feel like it suits him for some reason.

[styxwanderer]

The Wrong Fake Identity | Twisted Wonderland [pt.4]

part 1 Part 2 part 3 <part 4>

[a.k.a being Marie the cat]

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You had been hauled up the ground and taken to Pomefiore, now you had curled up into vil's lap purring as he brush your hair with his golden decorated brush. Rook is seating across both you and Vil spewing poems of how beautiful your hair is.

" Another knot? ... This is a not good. whatever did that lion do to you, it's unforgiveable, I suggest we take you for a bath, gosh, even his perfume is rubbing on you."

" No! NO water! please" before Vil can hold you, you escaped by pounched out of his hold to the ground.

"Oh my!" rook stopped his poem speech as

" H-hey! you know not everything can go as you wished!"

" No water," you hiss.

" Fine, you want to go the hard way. Give it your best. Rook."

" Yes Roi du Poisson. Come here little kitty."

"Arggh!" you ran around trying to find an opening, but of course it is for naught, Afterall you are against a trained hunter and a skilled mage.

After a while you found yourself cornered with Vil coming in from your right and Rook from your left, going straight would be ridiculous because they could easily squeeze you.

You decided to bare your teeth hissing to not get them close to you.

" Oh really? c'mon you need to take a bath and get rid of that nasty smell around you." he crouched to your level and reached forward.

"No!" Without thinking you had scratch Vil's coming hand.

" Oh my !!"

" Roi du Poisson!!"

your senses kicked in, ' why did I do that? just because I don't want to take a bath? huh... since when am I scared of water? huhhhh...?" guilt pangs right through your heart as you ears and tail dropped. You approached the still crouching vil who is still observing his hand.

You see four tiny scratches on his hand, looking at your hand. ' Did the potion affect your nails too." guilt further stab your heart.

" I'm.. I'm sorry..." you take vil's injured hand and lick the injury you made. your guilt ridden eyes slowly looking to his.

This of course had stabbed the cupid's arrow right through both of their heart,

Vil sighed, " what am I to do with you, I can't even get mad at you. Don't worry, it's just a scratch now, it will be gone with the right ointment. Now will you listen to me."

You nooded still holding his hand in the both of your hand.

If vil could leave his reputation behind he would have crouch down to the floor then and there to squeeze and scream at your adorableness, but he can't he is the housewarden for God sake. He got dignity to maintain unlike Rook who somehow managed to get his camera and begun to busily and rapidly take photos of you.

" let's go then." He picks you up before going to the bathroom of pomefiore.

" we have arrived! the bath is already filled with hot water, alright now you need to take a bath."

" alright." you said take of your uniform and begun to open the button of your uniform.

once you got to the third button vil snapped out of his shock,

" WAIT!! wait wait wait... you don't suppose to strip right in front of us right?" Vil shocked before catching back his composure. Rook camera snapping a hundredth time.

"Hmm?"

" Oh.. r-right.... i will see you after then.."

"You.... haaah, really how can you survive without me, here after you take a bath put this on." Vil sigh.

" huh but this is pomefiore uniform...? no? this is a bit altered."

"Well what do you expect? we don't have any other clothing for you to wear. the world don't revolve around you, you know." Vil lied. Ever since the incidents with Ignihyde in Styx and seeing you with pomefiore uniform he had daydream of the day you wore it again, he also has a bunch of clothing he's like you to try, he even got a pomefiore themed dress/ suit and another suit/dress to match with his home attire, but that is for later now this will do. Afterall this sure is going to strike a nerve or two to the other dorms.

"I'm sorry! I'm just shock, and honored, Thank you, Vil!"

He smiled and close the door for you.

" Rook please share those photos to me."

" of course, Roi du Poisson."

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You had finished your bath, your hair wet as you put on your uniform.

"Vil? where are you?"

" Im here dear."

your wet hair in his hand. now come let's get you prepared.

Rook is sneaking inside the bathroom to take your used bath towel.

You followed Vil to the vanity. and then begun your pampering. He started blow drying your hair. once that done come the skin care, then a touch of make up.

you don't mind any of that, you wondered why Epel always complained about it. This is very relaxing; it feels like you are getting lots of pats and affection. you started to get sleepy.

" oh, my i hope that lazy lion does not infect you with his laziness, now look at you. All ready." he straighten crinkle your uniform.

"Now whatever shall we do to kill time? have you done all your homework."

" We don't have any homework due, just a group project."

" ah poor you, you must have been paired with those idiots."

" hahaha, not really, i like potion making, it's very fun." you said, truly crewel potion class remind you of your childhood of making horrid concoction, a mixture of whatever you could find. But now you can make something fruitful out of it.

“oh! We share the same interest it seems. Come I can share you several intresting book about that.”

“Oh reading time it is!” Rook followed.

You three walked to Vil’s room finding the book. He motioned you to the couch set in his room.

You lay down in vil’s lap as he use your back as a pillow for his arm and book. You are also occupied by your book. Rook sitting beside Vil, book in one hand and a grape in the other to feed you. Of course, it is just an excuse to touch your lips.

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Meanwhile with Sam,

“crewel is not in his office, where can he be…hmmm,”

A loud noise can be heard in Crowley office,

“C-CALM down, Crewel. This is very unprofessional of you. ”

“Calm down? CALM DOWN?! I’ll show you what is unprofessional, I will shove this stick up your—”

Sam opened the door to the office finding the faculty member in the room and a bizzare scene. Both of Crewel’s hand had gripped on the collar of the headmage, Vargas trying to pry him off Crowley, and Trein trying to diffuse the situation.

“Oh my.. did I come at a bad time?”

“Oh what business do you have, Sam? Is it urgent?”

“well it kind of is, I was searching for crewel but the rest of you are already here, so I will say it anyway, it’s in regard to one of the little imp, y/n.”

“Yes?” Crewel now intresting to what Sam has to has, letting go to Crowley and shoving vargas away.

Sam had hoped Crewel had not let go of Crowley so that he would not be the next victim to his choking, or at least have extra time to run away.

“Apparently, I was just informed that there is a defect in the transformation potion---”

Crewel had slapped his whip stick to his other hand.

“I am authorized to sell them alright!! It’s not illegal selling!”

“ It affect the behavior of the drinker to be more of the animal than a beastman kind.”

The man sigh as he squeeze his brow between his hand, Trein I believe I can leave this irresponsible crow for you to rip.

“ of course, afterall it is us teacher’s responsibility to take care of our students, unlike one old irresponsible crow. Vargas will make sure he doesn’t escape this one.”

“Eek!!..” Crowley is trapped he can’t find a way to escape this situation. And hence he had become the crying crow in a cage filled of beast.

“Sam follow me and bring me the defected potion, I shall brew the correction potion to what ever this is, I know it, I can’t trust anybody to take care of Them.”

“ Yes!”

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‘KNOCK KNOCK’

“housewarden you have a guest.”

“who is it?

“….”

“who is it?”

“Hah, Rook wait here I will deal with whatever this is.”

“alright.”

You had now been moved to rook’s lap, not that you mind, you continued with you reading as rook still feed you the grapes.

A minute and two has passed still no sign of Vil.

“ oh my, where could he be, Hold on a second kitten, I am just going to check whatever is going on outside.”

“okay..” he handed you a couple of grapes in your hand as he left you alone in the room.

A moment and two passed still no sign.

You got bored of being lonely as you start to also make your way towards the door, before there is a tap to the window.

“huh..”

“oiii… Oiiii!! y/n”

“Kalim?!”

You rushed to the window seeing him flying on the magic carpet,

“what are you doing here Kalim?”

“To get you of course!”

“hmm, but Vil and Rook told me to wait…”

“c’mon y/n, it will be fun! We will have a great feast and all!! Take my hand..”

“but…”

“Do you trust me?”

“ hmmm.. Alright",

Just as you hopped into the magic carpet the door slammed open revealing Vil and Rook.

“I knew it!! Theif! Rook!!”

“Yes! Roi du poisson.”

“ oh no we gotta go quickly quickly!” Kalim holding you in his embrace, he can’t afford to let you fall after all.” The magic carpet zoomed away just in time to avoid the leaping Rook, trying to hang on to its tassel.

“OUHH!,” you exc;aimed as you saw Room landing on the branch of the apple tree instead, him cussing himself for not being able to get to you in time.

“Bye Bye! See you later!” you screamed peeking through Kalim shoulder.”

“ STOPP! Waitt! I order you to come back!” Vil voice slowly fading away as you

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Before getting to Scarabia you both had a blast with Kalim showing you the whole campus from above.

You see tons of mesmerizing views.

“Hey Kalim look..”

“what is it?”

“ A bird.”

“ oh yeaa—, EHH Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

You hopped out of the carpet capturing one of the flying bird in your mouth before freezing and falling down.

“ AAA!!! Y/N!!!”

He quickly rushed down trying to catch you.

“ Just hold on a minute!!!” adrenaline suddenly shotting up his brain.

Just before you manage to hit the group Kalim scooped you up and back into his embrace.

“ HAaaa, I thought my heart is going to fall out!!. That’s dangerous you know, what if I can’t catch you in time?”

You smile sitting in his lap, docile with a bird in your mouth as if waiting for his praise.

“ Haaa,, I can’t stay mad at you! Good kitty! You bring good hunt for the feast, isn’t that, right? Im sure Jamil is going to be happy with your great catch! Just don’t mention him about you jumping and almost falling to your death. Anyway do cat beastman have 9 lives just like cats, I wonder.”

He pondered as he keeps his head on top of yours for the rest of the trip to Scarabia.

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In Scarabia,

“Jamil! We are back!”

“Oh great you are here. The banquet will be ready in 15 minute. You must be hungry right y/n” he looked at you,

You nodded you head excitedly still with a bird in your mouth, staring at Jamil anticipating a praise just as Kalim had done to you.

PSHHHKKK

Out of nowhere Jamil hand pull out a spray gun and spray your face.

“ Nyahhh!!” he keep spraying until you dropped the bird and pounced the the spot behind Kalim.

“Don’t bite a bird like that! It’s dirty you know.”

You stick your tongue to him.

“ A.. Wait.. There is a feather in you tongue..”

U huffed as u refused to comply to his request.

“kalim hold them please.”

“ He-Heyy!”

“now open your mouth.”

Jamil prying open your mouth. You had underestimate Jamil’s power, in no effort at all he had your mouth open wide and another hand pulling your tongue, Taking out the feather that is stuck in your tongue.

“ there we go not so bad isn’t it.” He smirked.

You look up to him pounting.

Jamil, the target, has been hit by cupid arrow, You might ass well have unlocked a new kink within him. He placed his hand on your head, between your ears,

“good kitty, I will cook this bird for you of that is what you want.”

“Yesss!!!” any evidence of your dissatisfaction are gone as you jump out of kalim’s hold and hug him nuzzling to Jamil in appreciation.

As much as Jamil want to stay like this with you, he need to prepare the rest of the food and also the bird that you had just brought him. He cussed Kalim, how nice can a guy’s life be.

You and Kalim begun to play around as he showed you around before Jamil called you both to the banquet. He even gifted you the uniform of Scarabia for you to change into.

It was a very festive banquet, with low dim light swinging and people showcasing the new thing a dance move or anything that they had learned.

You really had fun sitting in the middle of jamil and kalim.

“You know you are very welcome to stay in Scarabia with us alright!”

“hmm.. OK!”

“ whoa that fast!! Yeahhhh!!” Kalim jump to hug you as you reciprocate it by nuzzling to the bottom of his head.

Jamil grin widened, he can’t believe his plan work swimmingly, he is the one that had send that one pomefiore guy to distract Vil and Rook, letting you escape to Scarabia with Kalim. With the help of his unique magic of course, Vil must have been so confused about the state, he wished he had seem Vil’s reaction when he realized that the student is under his spell.

Now that you had stayed in Scarabia it is only a matter of time before he can steal you away from his housewarden, Kalim. He will never let you go after that, maybe even chained you to your collar, maybe you will be obedient to him but he can’t guarantee anybody would steal you away from him.

The banquet continues and by time you had found yourself sleeping the the lap of a sleeping kalim and jamil,

“Wait here alright,, im getting us some water.” Jamil said, moving your lower half to the floor to go to the kitchen.

You just nodded in as you went back to sleep.

“psst….”

“Psssstttttt…”

Your ears perked up as you groggily open one of your eyes.

“hmm..”

From the corner of your room you saw a feather going up and down then left and right.

Your sleepiness vanished as you grow interested on your new prey. Your eyes slitted.

As you grow close the feather begun shake and move behind.

Your cat instinct told you that your prey is getting away, taking a stance then you pounched away from the banquet room. You had caught the feather! Much to your contentment, Your prideful smile was cut short when a tall large man suddenly hold you up.

“MREOOWWW!!”

“I feel a sense of déjà vu… “ you thought.

“ Oh my, The cat has fallen to the fish’s trap, how ironic isn’t it”

You are flipped to see who had captured you.

“jade..And Floyd..? you see behind jade Floyd was tying the struggling and angry Jamil with a thick rope. Jamil hand is tied behind his back as it connects to his legs rendering him immobile, while a while cotton is tied around his mouth.

“HMMMMpp..HMMPP!!”

“Hi, Shrimp-cat~ look, I captured the snake! He is dancing funnily now ahahahahaha…”

“Now that we had come for what we need, Its time for us to depart, Azul is waiting for us, Come Floyd.”

“okayyy~”

And that is how you depart from Scarabia into Octavinelle in the embrace of Jade. Floyd trying to play with you with the feather attached to the stick along the way, keeping you intrested.

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With the first-years,

After the long hours of Sebek Snapping before bawling his eyes out for “my liege” the rest of them turn to search the whole ground shouting your name,

They even have created a make-shift of a teasing stick using a cattail and epel bringing his apple pillow that had intrested your mind.

“Y/n come here kitty kitty kitty…” Ortho in a high pitch tone.

“Y/N come here I got you that pillow you liked!”

“Y/N…”

“Y/N…”

“Haaaah no luck, No luck at all,” Grim grumbled.

“Hey look that’s professor Crewel!”

“ There you puppies are!”

“EEK!!”

“have you find y/n yet?’

“We did manage to find her before she had gone missing again.”

“HAaaah.. really, once I get them adopted I swear. “He mumbled the last part.

“ Once you find her you must b ring her straight to me understand, some guy got his hand on a defected potion and give it to dear kitten.”

“ I told you I am sorry, it’s not technically my fault, if I had known it was defective I would’ve never given it to the little Imp.”

“What do you mean it is defective?” Grim asked.

“ The one who brew the potion had make an imbalanced concotion, resulting in who ever drinks it to act more like the animal they transform into rather than a werebeast.”

“UWAAA! That is very dangerous you kno!” Ace said

“ HOW IRRESPONSIBLE HUMAN!”

“Why do you have that potion in the first place isn’t illegal?” Epel interjects

“Im sorry! Im sorry! And yes I am authorized to, I have a bit on stock just for the students who needed it.”

“is there any other bad side effect to this?” Jack asked.

“I haven’t determined it yet, right now I am trying to make a sort of antidote for it. So once you found her bring her straight to me understood pups?

“Sir, Yes sir.”

“ Hey jack can you like.. Turn into the dog and sniff around.” Ace said

“What do you mean by that? My nose is just as great as it is on my Wolf form, And it’s a wold not a dog!.” Jack arm crossed as he answer with the guy’s dumb question.

“aaa we are hopeless!..” deuce said.

“We can’t give up now! Lets search for more!” Ortho trying to be optimistic,

“I can’t reach idia at all, I was going to ask him about the school feed.” He whisphered.

“LET’S MAKE HASTE, HUMAN!” Sebek yelled

And so, they went on a journey to find you.

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>> to be continued<<

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We're on this together... (Chapter II)

Bradley Bradshaw × fem!wife!reader

Summary: Is it harder for you? Or for Bradley?

Warnings: infertility,mentions of miscarrige,mentions of hospital,mentions of getting pregnant,mentiones of ivf. Mostly angst.

'We are on this journey together and we will never separate. I love you."

January 3, 2023.

Everyone,mostly you, could see how much Bradley loved childrens. Babies, toddlers, teenagers, it didn't matter, he loved them.

Ever since you married, you had admired how he treated them, how he made them laugh, how they played, and how his eyes lit up at the high-pitched squeals they made when he threw them in the air. He would catch them again. And again.

He... was born just for this.

That's why you were trying so hard to give him what he wanted more than anything in the world; a baby,a kid of yours.

He searches hundreds of websites for you on ways to increase your chances of getting pregnant, checks your ovulation time, changes your diet... he does the impossible and you both still can't succeed.

You couldn't make your husband happy. He hated this sentence.

And the worst part is, he's not the only one waiting for you to have his child, everyone is doing it, all of your friends are having their second or third kids and you were still... not pregnant.

One day, you were criticized among your friends for not having a flat stomach. They said something as a joke that you might be pregnant, but it wasn't like that.

Just because you dont have a flat belly doesn't mean you're pregnant, right?

Your tears feel familiar on your skin now and when you were sure Bradley is gone you were crying all over the house, you couldn't let him see you like this, it's not fair when he gave you everything and you couldn't give him something so simple.

It's that simple. Right?

You don't want help, you can do it on your own, you know he can or so he thinks, he keeps busy every day trying not to think about it, but it's inevitable, you can't do that when it's something he wants so badly.

You were doing your usual work on laptop, trying to get rid of the thoughts in your head, even if only a little, you were scrolling through your e-mail box while slow jazz was playing in the background, writing down what you needed to write and dealing with the files you needed to handle.

"A young man fell into the base today! We walked around the hard deck and drank soda's. He was with for a while we had a lot of fun, but I think he misses his aunt y/n. I love you baby.💞"

The text came up with a picture of your husband with Jake's son, three of them smiling and Bradley holding some soda cans in his left arm and the right one is holding the boy's shoulder. It was beautiful and made your heart ache, a small smile appeared on your face,the voices and pain in your head seemed to be over, at least for a mimute, and you replied to the message, "I love you two!! Say hello to Jake for me.💓💓"

You stared at the picture for a few seconds, forgetting about the task in front of you.

The smile on Bradley's face was genuine, and he was holding the little boy with incredible familiarity, as if he already knew how to hold a child even though it wasn't his own.

Your phone hit the wooden table with a loud thud and you brought your hands up to your face, feeling tears of frustration falling from your eyes.

No, you were not jealous of them, in fact, you were very happy that they were pregnant with the third one, but why couldn't you?

This was unfair.

While God gave people the chance to have so many children, why couldn't you even have one?

And the saddest problem was,you.

Bradley was perfectly healthy, he could get a different woman pregnant, but he couldn't get you.

The house was quiet, unlike your head, thousands of things were going on every second.

You left your spot and went upstairs to take another pregnancy test with some hope.

It came out negative. Like always.

January 18, 2023.

You throw the four pregnancy tests you took ten minutes ago into the trash can and you hear Bradley sigh as he sits on the bed, hiding his face with his hands. You sit next to him.

“We just have to try harder.” He said, lifting his head to look at you and placing his hand comfortably on your knee.

“What does 'trying harder' mean?” you asked,with a hint of you wobble voice from the emotions. "We do this every day, especially when I'm ovulating, when I..."

"Baby, calm down." Bradley tells you and he just snorts in annoyance.

"Maybe...we could go to another doctor?" He gets down on one knee as if he's proposing, but you stand up and look at him as if he had three heads.

"Why should I go to the doctor? There is nothing wrong with me, we will have this baby, I know. Sooner or later." you exclaimed.

He stood up and took your hands in his, stroking your wrists.

"Of course we will, I have no doubt about that. But—it's better to know more, you know?"

"We're going to have this baby, Bradley. I am going to."

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Scaling Walls

Kento proposed before leaving for war. He said he'd be away for six months, but it's been a year.

— Author's Note — There's an alternate ending.

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The Mad Maiden. It was an insult. Salt in the wound. A disgrace. Betrayal, disrepect, dishonor... but.. were they wrong?

You gazed out over the ledge and into the fog of the September sky. The air turned cold, yet it couldn't compare to the chill that seeped into your spine months ago. He wasn't one to make promises, so he desparately fought your attempts to extract an exact date from him. However, he stated that six months was the minimum for his departure. 

You're only a woman. You can't stop war. 

You remember how your throat tensed at the sound of him saying how long he'd be gone. 180 days, which was half a year without being next to him. Hearing his voice or holding his hand. Seeing him smile at your quips. Making you laugh with some ludicrous comment. How the corner of his lip would turn upward when he'd lean in during functions to whisper something the tabloids would have a field day with. It was nearly summer when he'd left. The world completed it's annual rotation around the sun without your lover's return. It was now fall... Your eyes watered. Your heart ached. Stomach churning at the, unfortunately, familiar abscence of his prescence.

"Princess..." the voice of your lady in waiting, Belinda, called from behind you. "Princess, please step back from the ledge."

 You glanced at her over your shoulder, "Don't insult me."

Her chest rose until it seemed her dress would burst. "I was only... I... forgive me."

Your nostrils flared slightly as you faced forward.

"Please... come inside. There's a chill and you've left your coat."

"Have you forgotten you're my help, not my mother?" you bit your tongue as you gazed out at the forest beyond. Your hands gripped the rail. The metal from your ring pressing into your flesh. The diamond still shined despite the beginning of the dull fall weather.

"... Leave."

The woman knelt, then turned to leave as requested. The breeze blew through the sheer fabric of your dress, which started to slip from your shoulders much like the others. Goosebumps pricked your skin but you felt nothing.

April 21st, 1905

"Hello, nice to meet you." your hand shook that of other royals. The room filled with onlookers who waited for this very moment. Your staff had taken special care of mending the wrinkles of your dress that morning. Tucking and pinning your hair this way and that. Adjusting diamonds until they shined ever so brightly, then polishing the ring. You twisted it round your finger as you walked toward the podium. It'd been nine months and he hadn't sent so much as a piece of string. 

The first few months were filled with letters, exchanging of small mementos and keepsakes.

Should we have a spring wedding? It could symbolize our new chapter as a married couple. What about colors? Should we have a traditional royal wedding? Oh God, the thought... Please help me decide... there's still the dress. Oh! Where should we honeymoon? 

All my love, 

An indecisive bride

You rested your hand at your side, then lifted your dress as the official helped you up to the platform. Maybe it was the tiny twists of flowers in the nearby vase that reminded you of his handwriting. The black ink from his last letter seemed to imprint itself in the walls of your mind.

I'm afraid things are not progressing as we would've hoped...yet, I'm eager to return to you, my beautiful wife. Yes, I know we're still engaged but it's true in my heart. You take up a lot of space there. As for the details, I'd much prefer to elope. Wouldn't you? I don't care for the details, as long as we're together. Although, if something isn't to your liking, do tell me so I can take care of it.

To my everything,

Kento

P.S.: I'd like to honeymoon somewhere warm and tropical.

A warm smile resided on your face as you stared at your hands. That was four months ago, during Christmas. Which you'd spent alone for the first time. Tears stung at your eyes, then someone in the crowd cleared their throat. You lifted your eyes to the crowd. As if you suddenly realized you were being watched and waited on. You held your head high, ensuring the crown wouldn't slip.

"Thank you to the King and Queen for my being here. I would be remiss if I didn't —"

Your eyes landed on a man who wore badges you easily recognized, since Nanami had the same ones. You recall making him explain each one to you during one of the late nights you often spent together. It'd been a year. 365 days and then some. The papers were no longer covering the war, yet cameras were pointed at you while you were here to discuss... what? Nationality? Pride? Being faithful to King, God, and country? Your throat tensed, chest rising and falling every few seconds. "I can't began without —" 

You shifted your stance as you looked out at the crowd. Their faces slowly morphing into various shades of skin tones and colors instead of distinguished features. "I— I'm sorry." your breath quickened as you stepped away from the microphone emitting murmurs from the crowd.

"I can't." you faced your guard who stood by your side still as stone. His eyes, however, studied you with soft concern. As he offered you his hand, you pushed it away and ran past him to a corridor. He followed you without hesitation. The murmurs morphed into a low buzz, a steady hum of Did you see that? I think she was going to cry. It's her fiancé. Does anyone know what happened? Shame to be a widow before the wedding. Who'll design the dress?

The often hardened eyes, melted at the sight of you on the floor of the empty hall. The chiffon of your dress pooled at your bare feet, shoes cast aside, crown lying sideways by your legs which were tight against your chest. His salt and pepper brows twitched while he fought to maintain his neutral facial expression, as he was taught when he first began.

You sobbed into your hands, "He's dead isn't he? And no one wants to tell me because they pity me. He's been blown to bits or tossed aside in a ditch!"

Vincent knelt down to your level and spoke your name softly, breaking every single rule. You drew your hands down slightly then looked into his eyes. The silence seeped in, until it nestled itself into your belly. A rock hardening in the pit of your stomach, ready to savor and swallow every single fear you had.

"... no" you uttered and shook your head "no, he..." you tilted your head to the side "please..."

"I don't know if he is, but... I need to get you back to the palace. We need to get you away from you here."

Your carefully painted lips formed a frown. The skin of your chin wrinkling at the very act. Another round of your sobs echoed throughout the hallway and the buzzing seemed to grow closer. "Princess, we have to leave."

People shouted your name from the other side of the door. "Have you heard from the Prince? Is he still off at war?! Did he leave you? Will there still be a wedding?!" 

Your heart sank into the pit where it would be devoured. The doors rattled, beating like the drum of an ancient song.

"Get back! Immediately!" a group of guards shouted amid the commotion. You glanced over at the oak doors. Maybe being trampled on would be better. You wouldn't know since Vincent scooped you up in his arms, then carried you to the exit behind the building away from prying eyes.

The next few months were filled with silence in every single form and shape. Silence from your mouth, save the typical "I'm not hungry" or "I'm not going." Silence in the halls, since you hardly left your room the staff didn't have to work as much. So they stood, waiting for you to come back to life. Yet, you slowly hardened each day into stubborn stone, residing in sadness.

Your staff didn't bother to ask for permission to enter anymore since you stopped speaking except when necessary. They only knocked to make you aware then opened the door timidly to do whatever they had set out. This time, it was a carefully prepared bowl of your favorite fruits. Belinda held it in her hands as she studied how your garment began to slip from your shoulders.

"Princess, the doctor says you need to eat." 

"Unless he's feeding me by force, I won't do it."

Belinda sighed then nodded "Yes, Princess." she set the plate of fruit down at the foot of your bed before leaving.

Once the door shut, your eyes landed on the bowl. The faint sweet scent caused you to make  your way over to the bowl of little delicacies. Your fingers touched at the cold produce then wrapped around them, lifting it to your mouth. Was he eating? Tears filled your eyes and you pushed the bowl away.

June 2nd, 1905

Nanami ran his hand through his hair. He needed a haircut but that was the least of his worries. Maybe you'd like him with longer hair... His fingers rubbed at the nape of his neck. Eyes landing on the stack of letters he kept by his bedside, if you'd even call it that. He'd started to leave the letters out of the envelope for quicker access. Carefully tying the bundle after reading them each night. The favorites were at the top — although, they were all his favorite. He made sure to keep certain things hidden however. Like the locket you gave him with your picture before he departed.

Another little thing he'd done was tie twine around his ring finger, at your behest. In one of your letters, which he keeps at the top of the stack, you mention it being his temporary ring until you two get the real one. Silver. I want silver for us. Gold is overrated. Nanami recalled how you chuckled at his statement, when he confessed his personal preference one morning. 

"Should I have the frames re-done then?"

"Absolutely, the palace walls are hideous." 

He grinned, breaking character, then pulled you closer to him to kiss your forehead.

He could feel it against his lips now. His fingers absentmindedly reached for the locket he wore under his shirt, only to feel the impression over his heart. A sigh left his lungs as he replayed images of you in his mind. Had you picked a dress already? It'd been a year...

The entrance of his tent flung open, "General." the soldier stood at ease awaiting for his approval and recognition.

Nanami nodded, too tired for formalities "Yes?"

"I thought you should see this, sir. We received our batch of newspapers. It's late but... it's important." he handed him a faded newspaper with a headline that read "Mad Maiden" dated April 22nd, 1905. He rose to his feet when he read about you foresaking the podium and sobbing in a hallway.

"That is all."

"Sir..."

He glanced up at the man "That. Is all."

He saluted to his higher up then retreated. A whirlwind of emotions ran through him: concern, fear, disgust at whoever concocted this filth... but namely, longing. How much longer? Recent devlopments made it impossible to write to you. The locket fell from its typical spot as he exhaled.

"Have you come to feed me?" you chuckled at Dr. Percival who stood in your room. He'd been your doctor since you were a child so you weren't accustomed to the usual formalities.

"Yes." he answered plainly.

You glanced at him then scoffed.

"... If you don't eat, I'll need to take other measures and I don't want to do that."

"... you wouldn't."

He looked into your eyes then pressed his lips together. His hand reached for the plate of food Belinda left in your room minutes ago, "Just try."

You took the plate in your hands along with the fork and bite into it. After a few chews, you spoke again "Have dinner with me."

"Okay."

It was the first time in months, you'd come downstairs for dinner. The staff didn't set the table as usual, per your request; so, you sat side by side with Dr. Percival. Your shared chews filled every nook and cranny of the room. 

The doctor noticed how you wiggled in your seat. "Have you seen the leaves change?"

"From the balcony. Yes."

He studied you, "How often do you go to the balcony?"

You cut your eyes at him. He didn't move an inch.

"Why do you still wear it?"

Your fingers danced at the mention of the jewel that'd been residing there for a year.

"If you believe he's dead, why wear it still? He won't come back if he is."

Twelve hours was a new record. The longest you'd went without crying. Sleep didn't count because you didn't do that much. Tears welled in your eyes as you gazed at the diamond.

The doctor set down his fork as he looked at you. Your shoulders started to shake as you sobbed. He rose to his feet then embraced you. Everything you'd felt over the past year bubbled up and spilled over as you sobbed against him. Within seconds, your breath became bated and ragged. Your sobs were short, choked sounds "I c—" you clutched at your chest.

He glanced down at you "Princess?" his ears burned at the sound of you gasping for air. He called you by your name and clutched your shoulders "Look at me! Look at me!" his hands rested on your cheeks as he made you look into his face. Your eyes were filled with tears as you continued to gasp. 

"Belinda! Vincent!" they rushed to your side and followed his orders to calm you down. He held onto your hand as he made you lie on the ground. "I need you to breathe, look at me!"

That night was the first time you didn't sleep alone. The doctor along with Vincent and Belinda stood nearby as you lie in bed. Their frames looked like shadows or watchdogs. Something ancient guarding a secret. Except were they protecting you from the evils of the world? Or was it the other way around?

October 15th, 1905

Your court and staff had worked hard to get you where you were now. Your chambers were still a mess but you were eating three meals a day, sometimes reluctantly, and moving around a bit more. You didn't deem walks around the halls as exercise but Dr. Percival differed. 

"Maybe we can go out to the courtyar—"

"No."

He walked down the carpeted hallway with you "Very well."

Your eyes landed on the silver frames lining the wall. "Can I rest after this?"

"Yes, of course. Will you be going to the—"

You cut your eyes at him.

"Very well, then."

The sun peered through your curtains, despite them being drawn.Your hand slammed against the comforter at Mother Nature's reluctance to let you have your way. Your eyes followed the ray of sunshine, hand drifting up to catch the light and harness it somehow. The diamond twinkled under it and the corner of your lip twitched as you felt the tug on your heartstrings.

Mornings now typically started with the doctor talking you out of bed and doing a few stretches. Yet, this morning you simply said "Leave me... please." he obliged sensing your sadness. The mahogany doors shut with a soft thud, leaving you and the sun illuminating your room. Dust motes floated through and landed onto the pile of dresses stacked in the chair. Papers and notes about the war Nanami had been away fighting... or so you hoped. You stood to your feet then looked out the window.

A knock at the door interrupted your thoughts.

"I said leave me."

"There's someone here to see you." Belinda stated.

"I'm not taking visitors. You know—" you turned at the sound of the door opening. Suddenly, time had stopped. You stopped. Breathing, blinking, thinking... being. After a moment of silence, you shook your head.

"No... hm-hmph" tears quickly found their way to your eyes. "No." you shook your finger and stepped back until you hit your dresser. "How..." your breath hitched but your eyes never left him. His hair was longer... why didn't he cut it? The medals on his uniform were polished. Anyone on the street would see him as pristine but when you looked into his eyes. You felt the ache, the yearning, the tears he cried while he was away.

"I.. you.." you breath quickened as you tried not to cry.

"I know," he reached out to you and you found yourself recoiling. Nanami shrunk back, his hands idly resting by his side unsure of what to do. Hurt filled his hazel eyes as he gazed at you, tilting his head and furrowing his brows.

"Don't touch me."

He'd fought in combat, shot and been shot at but nothing could have prepared him for this.

"Guards!"

"Darling, I—"

"You're not real. You're a figment of my imagination because," you wiped the snot that was dripping from your nose "because I- I want you to be real and here, but—"

"I am. I'm right here!" he started to resist the guards that boxed him in.

"I saw you die! I dreamt about it every night!" you shouted in a broken voice then started to cry. Belinda caught onto the sound and rushed for the doctor.

Within moments, you fell to the floor, clutching at your chest. "Wh-what's happening?" Nanami attempted to run to your side but your guards pulled him back. He shoved then stepped forward only to be pulled back again. Luckily, Vincent, Dr. Percival and Belinda came running in. Vincent instructed the guards to ease up then Nanami stepped forward as you started to gasp for air.

"No, no, no," you shook your head as you proceeded to sob and heave. The guards moved forward to collect Nanami once again. Vincent watched while Belinda uttered a prayer. Dr. Percival shouted "Stop!" Nanami glanced back at him then watched as he approached you. Dr. Percival knelt down "He's real. I promise you," he leaned in until you could see his face "He. is. real."

Nanami watched you with a steady eye. Never moving or saying anything, just standing in wait for your permission. The locket thumped against his heart.

"Please... let him in. Hm?" 

Your sobs died down to quick breaths as your eyes focused on the carpet beneath your hands. Then there was the ring, staring back at you through your tears. You started up again and Nanami moved closer then knelt down and wrapped his arms around you. Your face pressed against his shoulders, chest against his, muscles tensing at the sudden movement. His scent invading your nostrils until he was all you could breathe in. Your breath hitched in your throat and tears filled your vision again. The room was silent in that moment. All of the staff filling the space of the room as they watched the long awaited reunion. Nanami oblivious to whomever was watching, softly uttering "I'm here now. I'm sorry I took so long." as he caressed your back.

You held your breath, only sufficing small inhales until you felt like you would burst. Your arms hovered over his back, wavering, shaking. The familiar scent of wood and citrus wrapping itself around you like the very hug he was giving you now made the silence impossible. You embraced him tightly with all the force you could muster. He chuckled through the tears he was shedding against your nightgown.

Vincent looked at the guards then nodded, signaling for them to leave. He trailed behind the doctor and Belinda, leaving you two alone. The room was a medley of shared sobs. When he pulled back, he smiled through his tears at the sight of his beautiful bride. Even with tears running down your cheeks and a runny nose, you were still beautiful. His hands rested on your cheeks and you instinctively put your hands over his. The corner of your lips twisted as you did so.

"What is it?" his thumb brushed the tears from your cheek.

"You... you're wearing it." you touched the twine around his finger.

"Of course I'm wearing it. You're my wife."

Tears filled your eyes once more and you sobbed, wrapping your hands around him. Kento held you close. He'd never been more grateful for such a moment as this. His lips placed a kiss at the top of your head.

"You're my wife," he repeated softly.

— Alternate Ending —

Later that afternoon, Nanami walked with you along the garden. He wanted to say so much but he didn't know where to start. His hands remained at his side as he put one foot in front of the other.

"I asked the kitchen to make your favorite tonight."

"Really?"

He nodded "I also asked that they make dessert. I hope that's okay."

"Of course it is." you chuckled at his humbleness.

"I apologize for making you worry. There was an incident and ... we couldn't communicate with anyone. It became too dangerous." he took your hand in his. You held it for a moment "You're here now." you pulled your hand back and offered him a small smile.

He leaned back slightly then followed your sight of line to the sunset. His lips opened then shut and he joined you in the silence instead.

The staff relished at the joy you seemed to radiate during dinner. Your laughter and voice was music to their ears. Joy was one of their favorite songs to hear in the halls and they truly owed it to his return. He was happy to see you in such high spirits, however they were dashed when it was time for bed. You shifted for a few moments as he lie next to you.

"It's... it's been a while."

His heart went dull at the reminder "... I know. Should I remain on my side?"

Your silence put him at further unease "I'll stay here. Don't worry."

You rested your head against the pillows.

"Darling?"

"Yes?" you glanced at him.

"Can we hold hands? Only for a moment."

Silence, then a nod. Nanami felt his heart race at the pure prospect of hand holding. He'd felt giddy. He was delighted. His hand slid into yours and he looked up at the ceiling. He brought it to his chest then you pulled back.

"I'm sorry...."

Hurt filled his eyes once again. "It's quite alright. I can sleep in the guest room."

"What?! No. You've just returned from battle. Stay. I'll go to the guest room." you kicked the covers off and he scoffed.

"Don't be ridiculous, the Princess should stay in her chambers. I'll leave." Nanami got out of bed then headed for the door.

"No."

He glanced back at you then shifted his stance to face you fully. "What do you suppose we do then? Since you won't even touch me. It seems you can't stand me now."

"I never said that!"

"You don't have to."

You leaned back at the verbal slap. "Nanami..."

"Just tell me what you want and I'll do it." he approached you "I swear, I'll do everything in my power to make it happen."

Your eyes started to fill with tears again as you gazed into his "I wish you never left."

He pressed his lips together slightly, still gazing into your eyes "I can't change what happened."

"... I know."

You broke your gaze for a second to wipe your face "They called me mad," you let out a half-hearted chuckle "The Mad Maiden."

"Don't say that. Whoever wrote that is a dimwit with nothing better to do."

".... so you've read about it?"

"... yes."

Silence until "I canceled my appointment with the wedding dress designer. We had a meeting scheduled a few months after you were supposed to return in the fall of 1904. When you stopped writing, I..." tears welled in your eyes and you shook your head then shrugged.

He reached out to you then drew back, remembering how you could barely hold his hand.

"... do you still love me?"

You turned to face him.

"Do you?"

"How dare you ask me that?" you shook your head and he stared right into your soul "I shed myself for months, withering away until I barely recognized myself. I waited nearly two years for you to return. I convinced myself that there would be no wedding, There'd be no honeymoon or kids skipping down the halls because you were gone. I dreamt about burying an empty box and I still kept this ring on my hand because I couldn't bear the thought of aching so terribly for anyone else." tears fell from your eyes "I ached... every single day."

His eye never left yours and they filled to the brim with tears at your words.

"Don't you ever ask me that again."

He continued to stare into your eyes then leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours. A surprised squeal left your lips, before those moans he missed took over. His hands found their way to your back and your head which he cradled. With each second you melted into him and against him, he moved closer.

"Can I—"

"Yes." you pulled him down toward you and he briefly smiled against your skin. His hands intertwined with yours but the feeling of twine gave you pause.

"What? What is it?"

"You... you're wearing it." you touched the twine around his finger.

"Of course I'm wearing it. You're my wife."

— Author's Note — I really enjoyed writing this one. Originally, I had a scene where the doctor actually resorts to opium to calm down the princess but that felt too hardcore.

[ursaspecter]

🌓 halfmoonhorror Follow

wtf i'm literally shaking and crying right now i just saw silver bullets for sale on temu why the fuck are there silver bullets on temu

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Hey. Hey. Look at me. Do you genuinely believe Temu of all places is going to have genuine sterling silver bullets for sale? TEMU. Wish and Shein's bastard child?

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they had wooden stakes on there too i'm actually fearing for my and my partner's lives right now

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Yeah I bought some wooden stakes from Temu and they broke instantly. I wasn't even using any force to put them in my lawn as it rained quite recently. I wouldn't worry too much about any silver bullets you find. They're probably just silver plated.

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Can confirm- Temu silver isn't real and can't hurt us. I bought a bunch of silver jewelry off there because I can't afford anything the legitimate stores are selling and when I tried them they barely even burned. Not worth it.

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Why on earth would you, a werewolf, buy silver jewelry???

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well for me it's a sex thing.

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Why would you voluntarily wear jewelry from Temu? Did you at least sanitize it first???

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Uh... I licked it first. Werewolf saliva can disinfect surfaces right?

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YOU WHAT

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Oh my g-d just because werewolf saliva can make your wounds heal faster doesn't mean it works miracles!!!

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Wait how would you know that?

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@.daddy-fenris is not the brightest sometimes.

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oh my god IT WAS ONE TIME why do you have to put me on blast right now

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The world needs to know. Roadkill please go see a doctor or a vet or something.

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i feel like this is taking away from the real issue at paw

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Can't you see we're having a conversation here?

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IT'S MY POST???

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Not anymore it's not

[harlowsthetic]

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 craving his touch : jack harlow.

script. after you and jack decide to keep your relationship a secret to the public, you try your hardest not to get caught but once you start to crave his touch, things start getting messy.

ratings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! | sfw/nsfw, fem! black! actress! reader, fluff, public sex, unprotected sex, p in v + a lil dirty talk. wc. 1.6k.

director's note. i'm so excited to be posting this, first smut on this acc, a bit nervous but i hope you guys love it. will be going back to writing so i can put out more pics for y'all.

masterlist 𐙚 previous fic 𐙚 taglist

"Girl, are you even listening?"

"Yes," you lied through your teeth. 

The award show you were at was the last thing on your mind; sure you were glad to be nominated for the best actress award and other categories but as much as you loved your friends company, you weren't sitting next to the one person that made you smile.

Jack and you decided it was best for the both of you to sit at separate tables so people didn't suspect that you two were a couple and now you were regretting that idea. 

You were missing his touch, if you were sitting together now, he probably would have had his hand caressing your thigh under the table while whispering sweet things to you. 

But instead he’s four tables away from you as he sat with his friends and they look deep in conversation so he probably wasn't feeling the same way. 

"Clearly, your mind is somewhere else. What's on your mind?" Solana, your best friend asked, snapping you out of your thoughts, slight worry placed on her face. 

"Nothing, just can't wait to reach home and lay in my bed," you spoke, biting your bottom lip nervously not sure if she was going to believe your lie. 

You hated lying to your best friend, one can only think how upset she will be once she finds out what you have been hiding from her. 

A secret relationship meant no one knowing about your relationship with Jack. It was your idea to start one as you didn't want the world in your business; with the shaderoom documenting every part of your life, you wanted to keep the peace of your love life. 

What if you and Jack don’t work out, the world would be in the front row seats, watching your relationship fail and you didn't want that.

Then sometimes the paparazzi and the fans won’t give celebrities a chance to enjoy their life so them not knowing gives the two of you a chance to enjoy your relationship in peace and quiet without anyone input which is another problem with being a celebrity.

Solana eyebrows furrowed together as she didn’t believe it but before she gets to open her mouth to rebuttal, an announcer starts speaking and you let out a relief sigh. 

“And the best actress award goes to…” they begun as they open the envelope. 

Your friends that surrounded you grab your hands, squeezing it tight and you smile heavy as you awaited for the response. 

“[First name, Last name]!” the announcer exclaimed as the audience cheered; your friends screaming in your ear while the shock displayed on your face.

You get up from your chair and make your way to the stage, eyes locking onto Jack's who had the widest smile on his face, making your face heat up. 

You walk up the stairs and hug the two announcers before accepting the award from them. "Oh my god, I can't believe this is happening!" you spoke in the mic, trying to calm your racing heart, taking slow breaths. 

"I'm so grateful to my fans, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you guys," you start as you look into the crowd. "Sometimes I be feeling they gas me up too much," you chuckle as the audience laugh. 

"I wanna thank my family for always believing in me, my wonderful friends that support me and show me so much love..." you continued and your eyes land on Jack's once again, you could see how proud he was in his eyes and smile. 

"I want to thank this special person that entered my life unexpectedly, they match my energy and just wanna say thanks for sticking with me," you exclaimed as you lock eye contact with him as he discreetly blows a kiss to you before you walk behind stage as the award show goes to commercials. 

You decided to head to the bathroom as you needed to collect yourself after that moment, you couldn't believe you actually won. 

You were so nervous being up on stage as you looked out into the audience, everyone staring at you while you made your speech but once you made eye contact with Jack, all the nervousness seem to wash away. 

You kept walking, almost thinking you were lost until all of a sudden, you feel a hand pull you into a room, your senses on high thinking your in danger but as your nose takes a whiff of a familiar cologne, you open your eyes, noticing you were in the bathroom and taking in the sight of your boyfriend standing in front of you, smiling heavy.

“Jack! What the hell?!” You fire out as you punch him in the chest before crossing your arms over your chest. “You frightened the shit outta me!”

“Ouch, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says as he rubbed his chest. “I just wanted to be close to you.” 

“And congratulate you on your win, you deserve it,” Jack praised as a grin spread across your face as you hug him, taking in his cologne. “Thanks baby.” 

You hold onto him for a bit longer until you were finally able to break the hug. “I missed you too by the way, the whole show you were on my mind,” you admit as your eyes lock onto his lips before returning back to his eyes, Jack notices as he leans in and claimed your lips. 

A small moan escapes your mouth as your tongues dangled together, gripping each other tight — the two of you been anticipating a moment like this to get your hands on each other and you didn’t want it end so soon. 

“How about you lock the door and physically congratulate me?,” you smirked, pulling away from the kiss, pulling on his tie seductively. Jack flashes his famous smiles at you before locking the door and you pull up your dress revealing your bare pussy to him. 

“No panties? I think you planned for this exact moment,” Jack comment as he hoisted you up on the counter briefly before unbuckling his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down; immediately lining up his cock with your entrance with how wet you were, he would slide right in with no problem.

"Ahhh... Jack, please hurry..." you whined, a little impatient having to wait hours without his touch, plus you didn't know how long y'all had before someone wanted to use the bathroom. 

Jack nodded his head in response briefly before sliding into your throbbing hole. "Fuck..." he groaned, once he was all the way inside you, starting at a slow pace, gently moving his hips in and out.

Soft moans exit your mouth as you held onto him, he watches how his cock disappears and reappears even more wet than before. His grip on you becomes tighter as he changes the pace he’s going at, plunging in and out of you and you try so hard to hold back the moans that want to escape so it wouldn’t attract attention. 

You run your fingers through his hair before gripping on it softly as continues his torture on your cunt. “Shit…” you cursed under your breath, trying to catch your breath but every thrust knocks it back out of you. 

“You feel s’good babe,” he groaned as he felt your gummy walls tighten around his length, knowing you were close and he wasn’t far behind you. 

The thrill of getting caught excited Jack, he’s been wanting to show you out as his, scream to the rooftop of how he had an amazing girlfriend.

He focuses on making you feel every inch of him, loving the way you gripped on his hair, loving how your core sucked him in, his favorite sound coming out your mouth. 

“Jack… I’m coming…” you cried out as your cunt flutter around his cock as the coil in your stomach snaps. Jack gives you four more strokes before releasing his hot seed deep inside you, groaning as he intertwined his lips with yours as you rode your highs together. 

“Wow,” he spoke as the both of you try to catch your breathes. “Baby, I don’t think I can handle going back to sitting apart from you, how about we go home?” You offered with a smile, hoping he say yes. 

“Hm, can’t keep your hands off me, huh?” he taunt and you shove him playfully. “Oh shut up.”

“Yes we can go home but we got to be careful in not getting caught,” he chuckled as he set you down on your feet and you both fix yourselves as best as you could. 

“Ladies first,” Jack comments while you made sure your appearance was good and you smile, giving him a quick kiss on his lips before walking out the bathroom, giggling a bit of what the two of you had done. 

You walk outside the building onto the red carpet and quickly looked around seeing no one in sight, smiling from ear to ear as you made your way to your car, the driver opening your door for you. “Thank you,” you smiled at him as you get in the backseat.

Jack waited until after your car drove off to step outside, he was so eager to get home that he forgot to fix his hair and tie. He got into his car quickly, manspreading in the seat as he recalled what happened in the bathroom and he couldn’t wait to get home to start a round two. 

The two of you thought you were lucky enough not to get caught leaving the award show early but unknown to you two, there was a photographer outside that did caught a pic of the two of you leaving, thinking that the shaderoom and the rest of the world will want to know this information he came upon.

shaderoom posted two seconds ago: while celebrities were enjoying the award show, Jack Harlow and [Name] [Last name] were seen fleeing the scene, why did they leave so early, why didn’t they go to the after party and what happened to Jack’s appearance?

comment section. @itsyagirljaz, @j0hkiya @harlowarchives, @bernelflo, @iheartharlow + @jackmans-poison.

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[pamicakery]

₊‧₊˚Manifesting and the Bible 2/2˚₊✩‧₊

Part one here :🩵

I will talk about everything and anything here. My thoughts about some '' sensitive '' topics I guess..

The genesis

When I was a Christian, I always asked myself how the world was created. And I loved the Genesis part, I could read it again and again.

But when we think about that it's how we create our world in our mind. Everything is pitch black and we visualise the sky, the land, the sea ect. It's the same principle, when you want something in your mind, it have to be created. It's already done.

The Bible God didn't wait for 3 days, 21 days, months or years. Got instantly. He wasn't like '' How can I create tree? They need to grow. '' or '' I need water to make the ocean ''

No.

It's like when you have a desire, if... For example you want a cup of water, it will appear in your hand instantly and you will drink it.

The Bible God went straight to the end, when his creation was already finish. And it's true and good. Because what you think in the mind is true and good.What you think in your mind is the truth, what I mean by that when you think about your bad circumstances and bring those circumstances into your mind and focus on them, it's true for your mind.

Because your mind accepts everything as true.

The creation of man :

So God created man in his own image,

in the image of God he created him;

male and female he created them.

God (aka your mind) created the men (the outside people, the people in your 3d) at your image. They are created according to your inner self beliefs.

Let's take myself as an example.. When I was 11, I felt really alone. I had no friends, nobody to talk to. My inner self state was :Loneliness.

Guess what? People around me were created according to that state. They made me feel alone, left alone,ignored.

When you feel left out by your SP, your Sp will make you feel that way. The 🔥🧊 behavior is due to :

Sometimes I visualise and affirm that my Sp loves me.

But

Sometimes I tell myself that my Sp is ignoring me.

People around you are your inner self expressing themselves within the people around you.

The end of the world or Judgements day :

I want to tell you that nobody will come across the sky to judge you. No one. That's my thought tho. I mean a being who didn't lived on Earth cannot judge you for what you've done on Earth.

But let's go straight to the subjet. Hell is the state of living a life you don't like. Imagine a life in a body you don't love, seeing your Sp getting married and being happy with someone else and never achieve your dream? This is Hell.

Hell is looking around and seeing your circonstances getting worst and worst. Being trapped in this reality, being slaved to your senses, the 3d. This is Hell.

That's why (it's sound like those Christian classes I used to do) Jesus came to save you. Your imagination is here to save you. Your imagination forgives all your sins (your failures, the bad things you have done in the past).

The imagination wants you to go to heaven.

Heaven is a state of having your desire. Being fulfilled, living in bliss. Having your perfect life, your Sp,your desired body, your friends.

This is heaven. And the end of the world is what? It's the end of your life on Earth. Will you have the life of your dream and have access to heaven or having a life you didn't loved, a life you hated.

It's for God, your inner self to decide if you go to Heaven or Hell. That's why every LOA bloggers tells you to DECIDE! What do you want? You want to have your desired life? Or live in a world full of bad circumstances. It's for you to decide.

IF I AM GOD, WHY THE WORLD IS NOT IN PEACE?

Unless you identify with a savior, you won't be. There is war because you are conscious of it. Plus you can't save anybody, look at how many people know about manifestation and Loa and keep saying that it's a '' Gen Z thing '', '' New age '', '' Satanism '', '' Trick for lazy people '', '' Delulu ''

Once, someone called me Satanist,my parents called me Delulu. We can't save everybody.

And the more we will be focus on making peace, the more we will see that they are still places At war, so the more we will be conscious about the world not being in peace.

I think I said it all. Maybe I have more to talk about in the future.

[maluondrugs]

Happy Mother's Day!

Alicent Headcanons with her children

This is the first time I write something like this so I hope you enjoy it. Also, english is def not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes.

Those are mostly about the book characters!!!!!

• When Aegon was a baby, Alicent was very proud of him and liked to boast him to everyone in court;

• As a little boy, Aemond used to pretend to be her protector and would follow her everywhere with a wooden sword on the waist, and she always complimented him for his strength and bravery;

• Alicent spends more time with Helaena than with the boys. She's her most religious child and they go to the sept together, do girly things together like walk in the gardens to pick flowers, embroidery and charity work;

• She likes to receive long letters from Daeron and read them multiple times;

• When the twins were born, Alicent withdrew from her court activities to teach Helaena how to be a mother. They dismissed a few of the maids and nurses and spent a lot of time with the children. They became even closer after that;

• Alicent can't have a good sleep when Aegon is out during the night. She waits for him and asks the guards to report her any news about him. Sometimes, she even walks through the hallways of the red keep, only waiting for him to show up;

• When Aemond lost his eye, he spent a week under the effect of the milk of the poppy, delirious, sleeping most of the time. She never left his side, not even for a moment;

• When Daeron left, she hold back her feelings and didn't cry in public, saying everything was alright and talking about the wonders of Oldtwon, but once she was alone in her chambers, Alicent cried for hours;

• Alicent wants Aemond to fall in love and find a wife, but he has no interest on it yet and she doesn't find any of the ladies good enough for him;

• Everyday she pray to the gods for forgiveness for marrying Aegon e Helaena;

• She gives many compliments to all her children and is very proud of all of them, even with all their flaws;

• She likes Helaena's hair to look like the Oldtwon fashion, just like she used to wear when she was a young girl;

• Daeron was her most loving and affectionate boy. She misses him everyday;

• Everytime Aegon enters the hall during an event he kisses her face; 

• She never forced her children to dress in green, but Aemond always likes to use it;

• Alicent loved to read stories for her babies;

• She always tells them about the old king Jaehaerys and the time she spent reading and taking care of him;

• Everytime Helaena shows up in a new dress or looks prettier than the usual, Alicent says she looks like a perfect queen;

• When Aegon was a child, she used to refer to him as “our future king”. When Rhaenyra's sons were born, she told him he was the legitimate heir to the throne and that he would be king one day;

• She always tells Aegon and Aemond how much she would like to see them as tournament champions;

• She's not very fond with animals but allowed Helaena to have as many pets (and bugs) as she wanted as a child;

• She wanted to have another girl to be Helaena's friend, but as it never happened, she is grateful for her daughter and they are best friends;

• When she got pregnant for the first time, she was afraid of not being able to love her children, but the moment she saw Aegon for the first time, she understood she would never love anything in the world the way she loved him. She would kill and die for him and for her children. They are everything for her.

Let me know if you like it! Happy mother's day!

[diedikind]

xie lian character study part 2

Part 2: "Are the common people worth saving?"

“TGCF is an allegory written for those children who were born in the best of times and grew up in happiness and smooth sailing:

"One day, you will step out of your fortress, see the world, and realize that the people in it are far more complex, chaotic, common, and vile than you ever imagined. Without a doubt, you are one of them; you all share feelings of contradiction, timidity, confusion, self-doubt, and even harboured resentments.

"But everything that you once believed in, and still desperately want to believe in—though naive, is also grand.”

— Peking University Online Literature Forum

(you can think of Peking University as the Harvard of China)

-

with the fall of xianle, xie lian experiences "body in abyss". he understands the taste of hunger, poverty, and filth for the first time.

from 33 heavenly officials fighting over the spiritual land, to a hundred swords piercing through the heart, to his parents and feng xin leaving -- the progression of events shows xie lian the darker side of reality.

so, was he able to keep his heart in paradise?

he curses, attempts to rob, and initiates the second wave of the human face disease.

-- yet he still waits for a bamboo hat in the rain.

“Xie Lian didn’t become the next White-Clothed Calamity, not only because of the bamboo hat man, but also because he chose to postpone his revenge and wait for kindness in a world of cruelty, to carve out a third path from a forced dichotomy, to search for the flower in a ruined city. Xie Lian didn’t become the next White-Clothed Calamity because he is Xie Lian. ” — me, in the author's notes of a fanfic hahaha

xie lian learns two things that directly contradict his ego structure as a type 2:

A. "saving the common people" is not as easy as he thought.

in part 1 i mentioned that type 2s have a tendency to deny the real efforts and sacrifices required to achieve goals. now xie lian realises that his dream is easier said than done. the third path is a difficult one to walk. but he decides to walk it anyway.

B. gods are human, too.

in part 1 i mentioned that type 2s repress negative emotions like resentment and hurt, which is to support the idea that they're limitless, which in turn sustains their "pride" -- that they are here to save common people, that they themselves are not common.

now xie lian realises that he can hate as well, that there are things gods can't do, either, that maybe gods aren't unlike everyone else after all -- and that's okay.

perhaps, it really isn't about the outcome of "saving the common people" as it is about aligning every action you take to a set of principles, as it is about being a good person.

in effect, xie lian no longer talks the talk of his dream. he lives this truth by walking the walk.

“to save the common people” is hence an abstraction of something much more concrete: being a kind and gentle person.

-

there are several symbolisms in canon to support this second growth arc of xie lian's.

let's start with his name.

the "lian" in xie lian is a homophone to "lotus flower".

there is a phrase in chinese called 出淤泥而不染, which translates to "emerging from the mud without being stained." it describes someone who maintains their purity and integrity despite being in a corrupt or morally challenging environment. it originates from a poem by the Chinese poet Zhou Dunyi (周敦颐) called "Ai Lian Shuo" (爱莲说, "Ode to the Lotus"). The lotus flower grows in muddy waters but blooms unstained and pure, symbolising this concept.

moving on.

【With a sword in one hand and a flower in the other, it symbolizes "possessing the power to destroy the world, yet retains a heart that cherishes flowers."】

this is quite self-explanatory. the only thing i'll add: xie lian has a tender heart.

finally, another chinese proverb 真金不怕火炼, which translates to "real gold does not fear the test of fire."

to see the metaphor, xie lian is the gold, while jun wu the fire.

we can pick up on gold from "noble, gracious, special someone", which comes from the original text 金枝玉叶, which literally translates to "golden branches and jade leaves".

additionally, in the revised version, hua cheng gifts xie lian a golden flower.

on the other hand, jun wu is the fire because volcano + the burning of the heavenly capital.

"real gold does not fear the test of fire" means that true quality or genuine character stands up to trials and challenges. just as real gold remains pure and undamaged when subjected to intense heat, a person or thing of true value will not be diminished or corrupted by difficult circumstances.

we can see the entire metaphor at play when bai wuxiang traps xie lian in the kiln (volcano - fire) but xie lian (gold) emerges as Him Self.

he rejects the mask, just as the golden mask of the god-pleasing warrior fell off, revealing the true face of Xie Lian underneath.

he is not Jun Wu, because he made different choices, he walked down the third path, vowing to never change.

he chose to be gentle and kind.

-

so if MXTX wrote xie lian to be much kinder and gentler in the revised version, it's because that's who he is.

[sasayego]

the alchemy

prompt — some of my favorite songs as batboys

tags — nothing lol

DICK GRAYSON

the alchemy by taylor swift ( Cause the sign on your heart / Said it's still reserved for me / Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy? )

yellow by coldplay ( Your skin, oh yeah / your skin and bones / Turn into something beautiful / And you know, you know I love you so )

home by edward sharpe & the magnetic zeroes ( That's true, laugh until we think we'll die / Barefoot on a summer night / Never could be sweeter than with you (hey) )

daylight by taylor swift ( I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you / (I can never look away) / I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you / (Things will never be the same) )

a world alone by lorde ( All the double-edged people into schemes / They make a mess, then go home and get clean / You're my best friend, and we're dancing in a world alone

JASON TODD

homemade dynamite by lorde ( I'll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies / Seeing me rolling, showing someone else love / Hands under your t-shirt /Know I think you're awesome, right? )

guzarish by javed ali ( I'm walking in the nights / hope I don't crash anywhere / The flame of hope is still burning / But still I fear the incoming storm / I hope that the flame doesn't go off )

maroon by taylor swift ( The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones / The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon )

the blonde by tv girl ( 'Cause anyone who ever had a brain / Wouldn't stand out in the rain / Or keep it up for very long / Just to prove somebody wrong )

dear arkansas daughter by lady lamb ( You with the dark curls / You with the watercolor eyes / You who bear your teeth with every smile )

TIM DRAKE

lovers rock by tv girl ( But if you're too drunk to drive / And the music is right / She might let you stay/ But just for the night ) [ my biggest flex is that i was in paris by the eiffel tower with my family and we were going to go eat dinner on the eiffel tower, and as i walked by the street to get to the park where the tower is at, i saw a girl and a guy listening to lovers rock together on a scooter together and it was so CUTE ]

born to die by lana del rey ( Feet don't fail me now / Take me to the finish line / Oh, my heart it breaks every step that I take / But I'm hoping that the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine )

supercut by lorde ( I'm someone, you may be my love / I'll be your quiet afternoon crush / Be your violent overnight rush / Make you crazy over my touch )

are you bored yet by wallows & clairo ( 'Cause we could stay at home or watch the sunset / But I can't help from askin', "Are you bored yet?" / And if you're feelin' lonely, you should tell me / Before this ends up as another memory)

apocalypse by cigarettes after sex ( You've been hiding them in hollowed out pianos / Left in the dark / Got the music in you, baby / Tell me why / Got the music in you, baby )

DAMIAN WAYNE

sanctuary by joji ( If you've been waiting for fallin' in love / Babe, you don't have to wait on me / 'Cause I've been aiming for heaven above / But an angel ain't what I need )

sober by lorde ( Oh, God, I'm clean out of air in my lungs / It's all gone, played it so nonchalant / It's time we danced with the truth / Move along with the truth )

fire meet gasoline by sia ( I got all I need, when you came after me / Fire meet gasoline, I'm burning alive / And I can barely breathe, when you're here loving me / Fire meet gasoline, burn with me tonight, yeah )

work song by hozier ( When my time comes around / Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth / No grave can hold my body down / I'll crawl home to her )

put me through it by suki waterhouse ( And I'm tired of keeping all my feelings to myself / Was undercover, playing cards that I've been dealt / You spun me 'round in circles 'til I tripped and fell / I admit I got addicted, now I'm sick as hell )

[fertilize-my-eggs]

The hangover part 2

Part one AO3

A/N: hope y'all enjoy this short story, I don't have any ideas for this fanfic sorry😔 I hope y'all enjoy some sweet loving from reader and shigaraki. 18+ no minors, antis and ageless blogs interact with my page thanks you!! <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

You thought about it, you were avoiding the consequences costing your leader tomura to be depressed all because you got super drunk and accidentally slept in the same bed with shigaraki.

You bite your lips, feeling tomura grind upwards, it does feel nice not gonna lie.

“ Wait right here?? Are you serious? ” I turn my quirk as he begins to smirk mysteriously.

( You want to read my thoughts more? Such a nasty pervert~) you blink fast as you look away but you nod your head as he chuckles at your shy reaction.

“ Can we do this more privately? "You cooed at him sweetly as he started to blush.

Tomura lets out a deep groan.” ….alright y/n, we're leaving~ ” he looks into your eyes with low hooded eyes as he has a lazy smile.

(You'll never be with anyone after this, you're mine and there is what is going to happen.) you squeal as he picks you up suddenly, carrying you in his arms as he walks towards the door from the roof.

(I'll eat your pussy as my meal then make you squirt all over my face~) you felt your cheeks getting red, no one can hear his filthy thoughts… the way he looked at you, deep hungry lustful maroon hue.

( Then I'll put you in a different position, choke you with my deadly hands. ) He uses his hand to stroke it softly as he look at it, we're getting closer to his room as I feel my whole face is on fire.

( You like that? I can see the look on your eye so fascinating, you want me to choke you so bad..)

“ God, I should have done this sooner. "Shigaraki chuckle as he open the door and slammed it shut.

“ who knew you were a little slut~ ” he bites your neck as you gasp for air. “ Thank God you're immune to my quirk… that means we can have more play time together~ ” he throws you on the bed as you cover your face, too flustered to speak.

You felt the bed move as he quickly decayed all of the clothes, cleaning the dust off the sheets quickly. “ don't hide.. I wanna see you. ” he gently removed your hand away as he held both hands together.

“ I need your… ” who knews a symbol of fear, the one who will destroy the hero society, this is how your leader acts? Soft pink blush crossed his face, eyes looking like a sad puppy dog waiting for a treat as he lightly pressed kisses on your skin.

“ permission to do this, are you sure?? ” he leans in as he whispers.” Do you want to be mine and mine forever y/n? Rule the world with me and destroy the heroes together as my queen? ” You smile warmly at his request to be his.

“ yes!! Yes I'll be yours tomura~ ” you accept him, you're his official and tomura feels a spark in his fire as he presses kisses to your lips.

“ mine… mine mine mine~ ” he mumbled it like a prayer, you felt his fingers gripping your side a bit tight thinking you were running away.

You felt his kisses move down south as he bit your skin and created hickey in their wake.

He pauses as he looks into your eyes as he at your entrance, you nod your head as you see him smirk at you.

His arms wrapped around your thighs, begin to feast you as his tongue flatten in a slow teasing way, your eyes roll back. Tomura growls at the taste and pulls you closer to the point that he ends up pulling you on top, you gasp from the movement as you look down to see his eyes stare back.

The look, the hunger… god you feel like you are in heaven, you roll your hips back and forth as tomura pulls you downward where your thighs can't move.

You roll your head back, the skin covered in sweat as the room smells of sex and feels heated.

You hear him groan out, your fingers comp his dull messy light hair.

“ don't stop!! Please keep going love~ ” you whimper out, feeling your high is close as if tomura couldn't ignore your pleas for more!

He can't say no to you, his nose rubs your clit as you feel his tongue inside your wall going in and out at fast paced.

The loud moans were beautiful to tomura’s ear, egging him on as you feel the pit of your stomach get tighter and hotter by the minute.

You call out his name like a prayer as you grip his hair tight, he allows you to be rough with his hair as he aggressively licks you up like it is no tomorrow.

The tie snaps in half as you feel it running over your body, you start to spaz out from the intense orgasm, you couldn't stop shaking. The liquid flow into tomura's hot mouth, he keep sucking and drinking it up like it was his special drink.

“ oh fuck~ ” you hear him groan underneath you as he push you off, he pounce on you like cat in heat.

You see his face cover your cum as he kisses your lips, it was hot and sloppy as he slid his tongue inside letting you taste yourself as you moan out.

His fingertips glide on your skin giving you goosebumps as he grabs his cock and taps the pink flustered tip to your large clit.

You gasp into the steamy making out as he moves away to look at you not hungry, lustful but passionate and concerned. 

“... I thought you hated me..” he begins as he gently puts his forehead on yours as he's trying not to get emotional.

You caress his cheeks as you look at him with sadness.

“ I thought you were upset by me walking into your room at night. ” he blink at you as he begins to chuckle.

“ … huh? You… ” he couldn't look you in the eyes as he started to blush deep red, you never saw your boss in that shade of red.

“ I-I couldn't help myself that night, you're the goddess that needs to be treated like one and… ” he looked at you with hope.

“ I love you.. y/n. ” his eyes wide as he quickly covers his mouth as his blush goes up to his ears. Maybe he never told anyone that. Maybe that's why he's in a vulnerable state.

I turn my quirk on to read what he is thinking.( shit shit shit!! I blew it by saying that… she's going to leave and never talk to- ) I turn it off as I feel tears sliding down slowly as he pauses for seconds as he rubs his thumb on your cheeks.

“ Hey don't cry my l-love, I'm here. "You didn't want to hear his shaky voice as you kiss him back, putting your arms around his neck as you mumble.

“ I love you too shigaraki~ ” you hear him sob into the kiss as he holds your body closer to his as he slides inside your tight wall.

 Both of you gasps out loud, the feeling of skin to skin contact feels incredible as he grinds his hips slow and deep.

You feel everything, it feels like you're connected as one as you feel his cock twitching inside your slippery walls.

He started moving faster and rough as he lightly choked your neck as you grip his wrists for the hold.

“ you're so fucking beautiful like this love, I wanna stay like this forever~ ” your eyes roll the back of your head as you moan his name, you couldn't make any words just his name and noises. Your toe curls in the sheets as you squirt on his abdomen, some of it sliding down your thighs feeling it drop to the sheets.

“ shit yeah!! Cum on my cock, do it again I-... I know you can do it~! ” he threw his head back feeling your orgasm, your wall tightening around his cock made him almost finish in second but he wanted this to last.

You couldn't form any sentences as you're on cloud nine, your third orgasm is coming faster than you thought about it.

“ please… oh fuck~ ” he look into your eyes as he rub your tears away, am I crying?

“ please what princess? ” He cooed at you sweetly.

“... ” your breathing heavy as you cry out.

“ cum inside… please cum inside of meh.. tomu~ ” you wrapped your thighs around his slim waist tight as he chuckles, you can tell by his eyes, he enjoys it.

He nips at your neck as he whispers.” as you wish my love. ” he bites your neck harshly as he grinds his hips on top of yours.

Your third orgasm hits you like a bus, you spam out letting more liquid come out of you, the bed underneath you is soaking but you didn't care, the bless feels amazing and intense. 

Tomura cries out from your pussy around his cock, the feeling and he feels like he could explode. 

A few hard pumps and he releases his thick heavy seed inside of you, hits your womb as you coo at him, the tender caress of his cheek as you watch him roll his hips slowly and tender.

Fucking his cum deep inside of you, pulling you close, he lay on his head as he purr like cat.

You play with his hair as you look forward for the future for the two of you, you smile at him thinking to yourself.

Maybe this was a misunderstanding and it's the beginning of a new chapter with your new lover.

The smell of steamy hot sex and sweaty, sticky feel make you cringe as he lazily look up.

“ shower? ” you ask him as he shakes his head, pulling you closer.

“... no. Let's stay like this a little longer. ”

You whine at him as he chuckles.” I feel gross and sticky tomura~ ” he look at you with fiery look in his eyes, clouded lust as you rise your brow at him.

“ ... I'm in the mood for round two..” you roll your eyes as you begin to smirk, I hold his face with this new confidence. 

“ How about we have multiple rounds until morning? ” he pause looking at you, it hard to tell what his mind is going on if you had your quirk off but you can tell as he begins to smirk wide.

“ Is that a challenge? ”

“ mhmm I don't know.. are you up to that challenge mister? Or are you gonna fail from one level~” you purr at him with seductive voice as he press his lips onto yours, he chuckles dark as you blink fast, feeling like in vulnerable position by how he is looking at you.

“ challenge accepted.”

[starpirateee]

❄️ & 🌪

Heya trin! I'm gonna be answering these for the crossnamara collab fic I'm currently working on with @scripted-downfall (bc the brainrot is strong && this fic makes me insane)

❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.

The sound— the feeling— buried deep in his bones, humming and vibrating and hurting, louder and stronger and more ferocious than anything else he could force himself to recall.

His hands found the tangles of his hair, and he coiled into himself a little, letting his fingertips curl through it. That feeling brought him back to a version of reality a little more, but the orchestra was playing towards their climax, and that was hard to ignore. Louder, and louder, and more intense... Stay in the moment, stay here, don't lose yourself now, not when-

"Losin' your mind all by yourself, handsome?"

John's eyes opened. When had he closed them? And his gaze immediately settled on two long streaks of blue. His first thought was relief in finally getting a glimpse of colour again. The immediate second thought was a tidal wave of recognition, accounting for the voice, the shade of blue, and the name that went with all of that. He looked up, straightening himself out as if he hadn't already been perceived as the mess he knew all too well that he was.

Wiley crouched, flashing that dangerous, broken glass smile. "Long way t'go just to have a little breakdown, Johnny. I dunno how you did that— shuttin' me outta your space like that— but that's just plain rude." They looked for a moment like they were trying to scrutinise something deep within his eyes. A too-long stare, under which John felt more and more uncomfortable.

🌪️Sum up a WIP with a few fic tropes/Ao3 tags.

Ambiguous lovers-to-enemies

Died and came back wrong

Chosen by a god (see: becomes a god's favourite toy, essentially)

Grudge match? Kinda???

[finalgirlsamwinchester]

guy who so desperately tries to find god. who wants to have faith in a higher authority to guide him out of the hole he's in. from the weight of guilt from simply existing, as the person he is. but every time he thinks he's answered his higher calling it turns out he's made the Morally Incorrect choice and his path to goodness and holiness was the road to the devil all along

[fullscoreshenanigans]

If I were greedy…

I spend a disproportionate amount of time appreciating the addition of these four simple words to the "I really wanted to develop these myself…" line in the manga side scene with how much insight they provide the audience into Ray's mindset during this arc.

Greedy people don't pull off successful escapes. Greedy people risk getting their friends killed. Greedy people end up losing everything.

(Chapter 181.1 | Chapter 4)

It's a layered message to Isabella as well.

You've known what I've wanted for a long time now. None of those three things have changed. You don't have to worry about me betraying you.

The way he looks at her when he says it, too; tries to make himself both nonthreatening to not invoke her ire or suspicion, yet aware enough to convey he can still competently complete his side of their agreement (along with a bit of pettiness, wanting to believe he has more control of the situation and not wanting to let it seem like she can pull a fast one on him. Knowing what's to come in less than 48 hours is heartbreaking), all while having the most subtle sad and tired tinge to his eyes and subdued grin to mask it.

(Because what if things were different for the two of them. For all of them.)

He already believes he's asking for so much, and yet…

(Chapter 181.1 | Chapter 93)

They're worth it.

[triaelf9]

ugh I reallllyyyyy didn’t want to get in on this but like

The assumption that all atheists are people who’ve “never touched a religious text in their life” basically says to me you have a specific view of atheists and have probably not known many.

Most of them grew up IN the system and DO know the text and THAT’S why they walk away. 

If you’re gonna make a whole post on ppl not using nuance with CR stuff right now the least you can do is use nuance yourself and not paint an entire group of people with a brush that TV taught you, or a bunch of white men into power *cough* Dawkins *cough* coopted a movement in a society where to not believe in god is synonymous with being immoral.

So just keep in mind, the representation of people without faith that you see on TV or twitter isn’t the majority and 9 times out of 10 isn’t correct at all.

thanks ^_^