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actuallysaiyan · 21 days

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The First Time(Aka How Nanami Kento Lost His Virginity)Chapter Six: Telephone Call

Chapter Six: Telephone Call

warnings: smoking, angst, phone sex, male and female masturbation pairings: Emo!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader summary: after the party, you and Kento find yourselves almost too nervous to talk to one another, yet at your last chance meeting before the summer he drops a bomb on you. despite this, you two find yourselves getting busy over the phone a/n: sorry for the delay...but I found my inspiration for this chapter. I hope you all enjoy!

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The week that followed the disaster of that party, you decided to try and cry it all out. The memories were still so fresh in your mind. The look on his face; the betrayal and hatred for you. It hurt so goddamn much. You wondered if you’d ever be able to get out of this funk.

The promise of a summer vacation seemed nice, and possibly would be a bandage for the pain that was still seared deep into your heart. Knowing you’d have to come back to school at the end of the break didn’t seem very promising either. Knowing you’d have to face him again.

Your pride had been so wounded. He continued to act as if you didn’t mean anything to him, and you wondered every time you two crossed paths if you’d be able to face him like you once did. Kento seems to be perfectly content with not talking to you.

In fact, the rumors of him hating you have been spreading like wildfire. So your friends decide to spin it all around and make you see the positive in all of this.

“He was just one guy! You can meet all kinds of cute guys when you come out with us to the beach this summer!”

“Yeah! You’ll see, lots of fish in the sea!”

Still you were clinging to empty promises and tender wounds. By the end of the semester, you found yourself wanting to find the man who stole your heart and to tell him off. You wanted to scream in his face, punch him a few times and leave him discarded on the ground. Just as he had done to you, you would gladly do to him. You would find yourself feeling much better if you were able to feed him the same poison he had fed you.

Your mind kept thinking about all the fun you two had together during the school year. It wasn’t just hooking up and fooling around either; it was deeper than that. It was getting to know him, to know what made him tick, what made him laugh. Cracking the outer layers of the man who was Kento Nanami.

As much as you wanted to discard him and leave him be for the rest of eternity, you found yourself at an impasse. You were madly in love with him. You wanted to go all the way that night too. Everything had been hinging on him returning from getting those damn waters and him just fucking kissing you.

Since that night, you were dreaming of his lips on yours. You missed the way he made your stomach flip with just the sound of his voice. You longed for the all-nighters you two spent together. The sounds of the old N64 and the cursing from the AVGN videos playing in the background on your old and clunky laptop.

And while you suffered in silence, Kento was living his life as if you weren’t even a part of it at one point. You wondered if maybe he even cared that you were suffering. You wondered if he even thought of you. Given the way he doesn’t even look in your direction, you think you know the answer.

Behind those cruel hazel eyes, there was something else there that most people couldn’t see. Kento was wracking his mind with a way to get you back.

He was sure you hated him, so he didn’t even bother to try and talk to you since that night. But the days were counting down and soon you’d be gone for the summer vacation. Soon you’d be gone for a while and maybe when you came back you’d have a new man.

The thought of you kissing someone else pissed him off. It made him angry and jealous and fuck he was seeing green. Every time you wouldn’t even glance in his direction, his heart was breaking even more.

There was just nothing he could do to bring you back into his arms. He thought of every opportunity and every single action of kindness he could bestow upon you. And none of them could ever come close to show you just how terribly sorry he was.

It was killing him inside. It was tearing him apart completely. The thought of you leaving school and coming back with hickies on your neck, or wearing someone’s sweater, or even just having that look in your eyes from a new love, that would be the death of Kento.

Then the final day of school comes and everyone’s getting ready to leave for summer vacation. He’s been thinking about this day over and over. He keeps thinking about how he’s going to catch you right before you leave and tell you he’s sorry.

The words sound so good in his mind. They sound perfect. He can hear it all so clearly. So why does he feel like his tongue is overly tied and his brain is a fog when he approaches you near your friend’s car?

The giggling and talks of summer vacation stop when your friend notices him lurking nearby. Your eyes widen suddenly when you see Kento so close. The butterflies multiply a thousandfold when he comes up to you.

“K-Kento?” you ask, your voice trembling.

Your friends all move aside, making sure he’s not about to attack you or anything like that. They want to see that he’s here to make amends and not break your heart even further. Some of them even think maybe you two could remain friends.

“I…I need to talk to you,” his own voice doesn’t sound strong.

With a nod from your friends, you make your way over to him. They all lean against the car, ready to intervene if they need to. Then you turn your attention back to Kento.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Kento notices the way you cross your arms over your chest when you ask him this.

“I wanted to talk about what happened the other night.”

There was a beat of silence before you both looked at each other. You could see all the words he wanted to say in his eyes. He looks away bashfully before he fishes out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket. He offers you one, but you decline. Then he brings the cigarette to his lips and lights it. You note that the smell is so comforting to you.

“I was being such a shithead, alright? It was stupid of me. Those damn girls’ words had gotten to me.” He says between drags of the smoke.

You tilt your head to the side, “What girls?”

He looks away, and you’re starting to put the pieces together. Someone said something bad to him that night. Someone had made him feel like you weren’t completely in love with him.

“Those damn girls we saw when we arrived. I guess they must have felt entitled to tell me that you were using me.”

Your heart feels broken. This was the cause of the rift between you two. The words of some dumb girl and her posse of bimbos. People who had no idea that you and Kento were more connected and bonded than most people are with their parents, their pets or even their good friends.

“Wait…you saw them? What the hell did they say to you?”

Kento shakes his head, “It’s fine. It doesn’t matter anymore. I just wanted to apologize to you. I was stupid to leave you like that.”

You wanted to reach out to him. To hug him. To kiss him. You were desperate to hold him against your body once more. You wanted to hear his voice whisper sweet nothings in your ear once again.

And all too soon, your friends were ushering you into the car. You wanted to run back to him, but they were telling you that they needed to get a move on. Then you hear those three words from his lips…

I love you.

The drive back to your hometown was awkward and quiet. All your friends felt bad for driving off without giving you a chance to answer Kento. He would be thinking about this moment for the rest of the summer and you wouldn't know how to deal with it.

His heart clenched as he watched you get into the car and he desperately called out to you. Saying those three words, they weren’t supposed to come out just yet. No, they were supposed to stay deep inside of him until the perfect moment came. If it ever came.

He was silently cursing himself for messing it all up. How would you ever want to talk to him again? You were probably telling your friends just how stupid all of this was. And with this, he leaves to go stay at his friend’s place for the summer.

The text message comes later. Then the phone call. He’s happy to see you messaging him. You ask him how he’s doing. It’s a few days after summer vacation started.

“Hey, I’m sorry about leaving you hanging. My friends are jerks,” you say on the other line.

Kento is hanging out on his bed, his head feeling fuzzy from just hearing your voice. “Nah, don’t even worry about it.”

The two of you have so much to talk about. Neither of you mention the party nor do you mention what he said on the last day you saw each other. You two just spend time talking on the phone and enjoying one another.

And with each day, you two find even more conversations to have. Until one day you send him a picture. It’s a picture of you in bed, wearing just an oversized shirt. It makes his heart race and his cock hardens immediately. He finds the courage to call you up.

“Tell me what you’d want to do with me if I was there,” his voice sounds so husky like this.

You’re barely awake but you feel the need growing inside of you, “Kento…I want you to kiss me.”

Just hearing you wanting him to kiss you excites him even more. He’s fisting his cock, moaning into the receiver. You hear the slick sounds of his precum coating his cock. You let one of your hands dip down under your shirt and you begin to play with your aching clit.

“What else? Come on…talk to me.”

“Want you to kiss me, touch me…need your fingers in my pussy.”

This causes him to squeeze his cock to prevent himself from cumming too fast. This was going to have to be enough until you two saw each other again next semester.

“Yeah? You want me to lick that cute little pussy?” He doesn’t understand where he’s getting the courage to talk like this.

You whimper, “I wanna cum all over your tongue.”

This makes it even harder for him to slow down. You’re both working towards a similar goal, moaning and panting for one another. Kento growls softly.

“I’m gonna cum,”

You groan, “Me too.”

Tighter and tighter becomes the coil in your stomach. You see stars when you fall off the edge with a quiet call of his name. Kento is right behind you, biting his lip so he doesn’t yell too loud as he spills his cum all over his fist and his abdomen.

Both of you are panting as you catch your breath. Kento is the first to say something, coupled with a breathy chuckle.

“Hope that’ll keep you happy until we can see each other again.”

You smile, “I’ll be counting down the days.”

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barbies1shots · 3 months

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part3 of toxic!sukuna , prt1 , prt2

this one is kinda freaky..

not proof read

@hazzelle-kento for the idea !! thank you😉 this might turn into a series ..

☆- predator/pray dynamics , size kink , overstim (cant help myself) , stalking , fem!waitress!reader, batshit crazy!sukuna, slight misogyny , degradation, non-con>dub-con , possessive themes , body shaming , hair pulling , name calling , unprotected secs (wrap your willy pls)

thinking about toxic!sukuna and his inability to keep you off his mind. the way you cuss him out because he didn't put up dishes like you asked. or the way you stare him down when he doesn't take his shoes off before entering the house.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who denies that you actually want to break up with him. who said you couldnt break up with him.

why would you break up with him when he didn't do anything?

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who is just so unaware of the toxic things he did. restricting what you wear and who you go out with. lashing out at you when he asked a simple question. brushing you off when he came back late and smelled like alcohol.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who told you a top looks horrible on you. that it wasn't your color, and it was too tight, making you look fat. all because he wanted you to change.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who heard your sniffles from the other room but wanted to hear more of them. just because he's mean

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who is in denial and in complete confusion when you put a restraining order on him

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who claims he never put any hands on you.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who quite literally has internal conflicts on what to do. leave you alone, let you have your space youve been complaining about or come pounding on your door and fuck you to sleep.

thinking about toxic!sukuna who wouldn't respect any boundaries you've made and would invade your personal space.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who would contact you even when you blocked him on everything. instagram, SMS, twitter, tiktok, snapchat, facebook, google chat, EMAIL, yet the man still finds a way to messsge you.

' you still mad ? '

thinking about toxic!sukuna who doesn't care about your feelings at all. about how he only wants you for your mind- or for your body.

thinking about toxic!sukuna would try and corner you on your way back from a third shift at your work.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who literally dreams about chasing you and making you love him again.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who tries to explain that he's right wrong and that he only wants you.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who wants to be in every part of your mind. he wants to corrupt you, break you in, and make you maleable. just for him and his dirty pleasures.

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who succeeds in his dreams of chasing you.

why would you ever want to run from him?

thinking about toxic!sukuna, who chased you down the alleyway with you screaming at him to leave you alone.

☆

"get the hell away from me, you damn psychopath! youre fucking crazy! you stalk me, message me, call me- i dont want anything to do with you, Ryomen!" the sounds of your shrill voice bounce off the dry walls on either side of you.

he followed you from your work to the little 'short-cut' home, and now he got you cornered in a deadend. you had black wedges and a skirt on- courtesy of your uniform regulations.

of course, he knew where you worked, why wouldnt he?

"come back baby, you know better." he snickered. his taller form was hiding by the darkness of the alleyway as it was well past 11PM.

you shuffled through your purse in search of something to defend yourself. pepper spray, a pocket knife, maybe keys. but came up empty.

why would you need to defend yourself anyway?

it sounded like his footsteps got closer as your movements were more frantic in trying to find something to fight Ryomen off with. you hand came in contact with your phone, and you raised it above your head before looking up and straight into the eyes of the devil himself.

"what are you looking for-" he asked in your face, his breath washed over you. as your nerves spiked, you threw your hand down so your phone came in contact with his forhead. "argh- you stupid cunt!" he grunted out as his face contorted in straight fury and disbelief.

did you... just strike him?

you stomped on his foot with your heel, and you earned another pained groan. you immediately went around him to run off, run into someone to help you, run into the light- something. you ran, your wedges rendering your full ability to move, but you had to make due.

your phone layed cracked at the back of the alleyway but atleast you had your purse? the entrance of the alleyway came closer than before, and you made it about 2 full steps into the light of the streetlight before a rough hand pulled you back by the hair.

"no- no, oh my damn, let go, Ryomen!" you screamed in frustration. his other hand came in, covered your mouth before taking your struggling body and pushing you against the wall.

why would he let you go when he just got you back?

he held you there, his face red and burning by the way you swung at him without hesitation. his eyes didnt lie, and they were filled with hatred but longing.

"youre mine, im not letting you go." he growled into your face after his let his stinging grip away from your hair. his hand ran down his face and he sighed loudly, "you are just as predictable as any other woman." he looked bored.

"you hit me, step on my foot, and then try to run?" he asked. your eyes stung when he pressed your head harder into the concrete wall.

"sounds like you need to lean your place again, yeah?" he concluded.

his hand moved from covering your mouth to grabbing your chin roughly and forcing you to look at him. "been out of check for a while. ignoring me, blocking me, avoiding me, wanting to take a break from me? i think you have lost your mind, baby" he said as his fingers forced their way more into your skin.

"leave me alone-!" you tried to say before he pushed you roughly on the ground, you hit your tail bone, and he came in between your distraught legs and leaning over you. his rough hands came in contact with your body, tugging and pulling on your clothes. he ripped your blouse, and the bottons popped everywhere. he flipped uo your skirt so the waist band was up your tummy.

why would he leave you alone when you just look edible.

"ryomen- i asked you for a break for a reason!" you screamed at him as you tried to cover your body. you tried to grasp the last bits of your dignity, but as soon as he cupped your cunt through your underwear, it was left for good.

why would you ever want a break from him..?

the chase from the back of the alleyway and the adrenaline from him holding you against the wall made you wet. it turned you on that he was willing to chase and catch you.

he smirked as he slid your underwear to the left and slid a thick finger in between your soaked fold before finding your clit and pressing harshly into the little nub.

"uhh-" you groaned at the feeling, he went hard and rough, not caring if it didnt hurt or not. you squirmed as your hips jerked and tried to scoot away from the stimulation.

he put his other hand on your hip, pulling you close as his fingers dipped lower and probbed at your entrance. "youre about to be in for a ride, you little bitch." he growled and forced his two dry fingers into your cunt, immediately finding your g-spot and abusing it.

your back arched as your thighs came up to your chest and closed around his arm, "Ryomen- please! I cant do this.." you whined out as your hips grinded against his fingers.

he smirked over you as you whined and arched your back, "cmon' cunt- cum for me" he demanded. he pressed a thumb into your clit, rubbing it as he fucking your cunt wet.

as you were recovering from one of your intense orgasams, he looked over you. his eyes drifted from your blissed out face to your shivering torso to your trembling thighs and hips. he licked your liquids from his fingers and slotted himself between your thighs.

why would you ever leave him when he is just perfect for you?

"time for the main event, yeah baby?" he snickered and started unbuckling his pants, unzipping them and pulling his underwear under his ballsack. he grabbed your calf and held it up by his head as he leaned in and stuffed his face into your sweaty neck.

his large mushroom tip nudged your entrance, and you tensed up as he started to push in. he was reforming your insides just to match around him, "cmon, whore... take it all.." ryomen groaned into your neck. he resisted the urge to bite into you as he listened to your sobs.

he raised back on his haunches when he bottomed out and quickly set a rough pace. your pleas and little whines only egging him further the more your worked up.

he let go of your leg to rest on his shoulder and started to grope your tits, kneeding them in one hand while tweaking one in another.

"youre being rough, ryomen! ugh- be gentle.." you whimpered. he shook his hand as he smirked and started to actually plunge into you. thrusting his hips and pulling you back by your tits as leverage.

plap! plap! plap! was the wet sounds of his balls hitting your ass.

he only sped up as he got lost in the pleasure, chasing his and fucking you complete stupid. your neck stretched as you felt another orgasm take over you and your mind felt blank. only thinking about ryomen, ryomen, dick, dick, ryomen.

he saw your face and shook his head and took one hand from your tits to the front of your head and forced your head to look at where hes fucking you open at. your back in an awkward yet painful position as you started to groan.

"you can't escape me, your morsel. you belong to me! i will kill you before you ever get any other thoughts of trying to leave me again. I control you. You are mine."

left unfinished cs ive gotten lazy and unmotivated. let me know what you think !!

toxic!sukuna part 1

toxic!sukuna part 2

revenge on toxic!sukuna

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mega-aulover · 2 years

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the newest mellark's

This is for my friend @lemonluvgirl87 who has a Birthday today and for @shewakessupwiththesun and @notanislander. This is a story about Katniss and Peeta adopting kids. It came to be because of this conversation and other conversations I've had over the years with Notanislander. All three of you are too wonderful for words. So I hope you enjoy it. It's rated T for some language. But it's mainly fluff. PS it's not beta'd so all mistakes are sadly mine.

The town hall was packed with the District residents. Everyone was called to make a choice about the alarming amount of orphans in Panem. They were being held in District 13 and no one wanted them to stay there. They would be made soldiers. All of the districts were being asked to take the orphans in, and the government of Panem would be responsible for providing housing and adequate food.

District 12 was still rebuilding as were many of the districts. After the war there were so many issues with infrastructure, basic things like transportation, roads, running water and electricity had to be established in the entire nation.

"Why did this happen?" Leevy asked.

Delly sighed and carefully said, "After the war, all of the districts were in a bad state. The only place to put the kids was District 13."

"But after, how did this happen?" Greasy asked.

"Unfortunately it was a loophole. Anytime a child was orphaned and had no kin who wanted them they were sent to District 13. It's been happening for years," Delly said truthfully.

"So all of these children have no one to care for them," Thom said from his seat at the table.

There was a murmur in the crowd.

Katniss walked into the room and nodded at Thom. Her youngest was wrapped around her chest. Her son, Milo, loved to be cradled against her chest. Peeta walked beside her grasping Melody's hand.

Everyone's eyes turned to them.

Even though Peeta ran the bakery in town, they kept to themselves and were rarely spotted together in town, not since they renovated the house in the woods. They sold both of their homes in the Victors Village, and combined with a portion of their winnings, they purchased acres of the woods directly from the government. They moved out of the Victors Village and were enjoying the serenity of living deep in the woods.

Haymich came in behind them.

Immediately three men jumped out of their seats and offered it to them. Katniss felt her cheeks heat up as she loathed the attention.

Thom cleared his throat. "Okay everyone, let's get back to the problem at hand. The kids are coming and we know that no matter what the government promises we'll have to take care of them."

"How many kids are coming?" Hazzelle Hawthorne asked. She'd come back to District Twelve after living in District Four for a few years.

"We're not sure, the government is going to divide them up equally, we can expect anywhere from 60 up to 250 children."

The number of children displaced was shocking. Everyone was talking all at once. Thom tried to take control of the meeting.

Katniss glanced at Peeta who had their little girl cradled in his arms.

Katniss raised her hand. She kept it up until everyone noticed and settled down. They were curious as to what she would say. "I can bring game meat to the orphanage and Peeta is willing to donate the bread that he doesn't sell to the kids."

"That's wonderful," Delly said, grinning at them.

"I've got extra clothes," another said.

"We can knit them blankets," a group of elderly women said.

"Why should we help?" One of the men asked. Katniss turned her head and looked directly at him, he sat down immediately.

Haymitch stood up. "These kids are going to be scared. From what Thom said, most of them have been uprooted from the only homes they've ever known and bussed like cattle to D13. Now everyone here recalls what it was like to live there, how strict they were. Who knows what they've faced? We pride ourselves on being a family, Let's be a family to these kids."

"We've got a few months to plan, but if we all put in our share these kids will be taken care of," Thom said. "Just like we did when we came back."

From there the meeting broke up.

Katniss, Peeta, and Haymitch didn't stay too long. They had to put the kids to bed. Melody was fast asleep. After Peeta did his nightly roundup, he walked into the room and silently got undressed. Peeta turned to her while they were tucked in bed. "You did good tonight."

"I just kept on thinking about Cecilia and her children. What happened to them?"

Peeta gently placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "You're a nurturer, it's in you to take care of people."

Katniss sighed.

"It's true, even when you were sick with morning sickness with Milo you were worried about me having a small cold."

Katniss shrugged. Peeta was downplaying the situation. He had the flu and couldn't get out of bed. They had to be separated because she didn't have a spleen and she had to sleep in another room. Thankfully, Effie was here at the time, and she took control of the situation. "Good night," Katniss whispered to him, lifting her face to place a chase kiss on his lips, and she smiled when she tasted his favorite wintermint mouthwash.

In the next few months the building was erected. The government sent a hundred and twenty cots, chairs, tables, and crates of supplies. Each child was provided a kit, a mattress, a pillow, and an itchy blanket.

The rooms were painted in warm, welcoming, soothing colors, not the austere white the walls were left in by the Capitol builders. The Residents took it upon themselves and built them a playground and library so that they could have a place to study or read. Gale sent hundreds of books for the library.

The grannies were knitting soft blankets for the kids. Katniss often joined them, quietly knitting away, thankful she learned the skill from her mother. When the children arrived the entire district came out to meet them. Katniss had been with the group of people who helped cook them a hearty stew and fresh bread.

Delly proudly smiled as the kids shyly walked to their new homes. Peeta painted and drew many of them, placing their pictures over their beds. Milo sat by him clutching a crayon. His chubby little legs and arms were an explosion of color as Peeta had painted him. Katniss was glad Milo hadn't tried walking like Melody at nine months. Milo crawled fast when he was motivated.

There was a boy who called her attention. As she went around serving them stew from the pot on the trolly. He held the hand of a small little girl he wouldn't let go of as they sat at the table. He carried two trash bags with him. He was skinny and lanky and he had that hard look she'd seen on Gale's face growing up. The little girl was small with a riot of curly hair, and she was tiny and delicate. The little girl reminded Katniss of Rue and her sister when they stood on tiptoe.

Katniss weaved her way through the tables, serving bread or soup. Some of the older kids scowled. Katniss scowled right back, and their eyes opened up when they realized who was staring back at them.

Hazelle was handing out cookies. There was a line of kids surrounding her. Katniss chuckled because they wanted more than one.

His eyes opened wide when he saw her, "You're Katniss."

"Yup," she said.

"You can't be giving us food," he spat.

"Why not?" Katniss was curious.

"Because you're famous, and famous people don't do stuff like this…"

Katniss chuckled, at his response. He definitely sounded like Gale when he was fourteen. "Well, there's a lot of things I do that may amaze you. So what are your names and how old are you?"

"I'm Koa. I'm seven and this is my sister Koda and she's four."

"I have a little girl who's five, her name is Melody," Katniss said, as she filled up the bowls of the other kids at the table.

Koda pulled Koa's sleeve and he leaned over. She whispered something in his ear. Koa nodded then turned to Katniss who sat down by them. She poured a bow for herself.

"She wants to know where Peeta is?"

"Over there," Katniss pointed with her ladle, "Drawing pictures."

Koda's dark brown eyes became rounded when she spotted his ash blond hair, amongst the other kids. Katniss grinned at the little girl's natural exuberance at spotting Peeta.

"Yeah I felt the same way when I first met him," Katniss said.

"So it's true, all of it?" The boy asked.

"Most of it," Katniss winked.

"Mom!" Melody excitedly came running. "Aunt Effie is on her way, she said she's bringing glamor for the kids."

The little boy blinked when he saw Melody.

"Melody, I'd like you to meet two new friends," Katniss said, "Koa and his sister Koda."

Melody was like her father, she was a happy free spirit and friendly. "Hi, can I sit with you?"

"Ah," Koa said. "Sure."

"Thank you," Melody said. "So what district were you originally from?"

"District 7," Koda said.

"My Aunt Jojo used to live there. She lives in District 4 now with my Auntie Annie and her son Finn."

Katniss gave Melody her plate and stood knowing Koa and Koda were in good hands.

A few weeks later she walked to the Orphanage. For the first time, she heard laughter coming from the kids as they played outside. Katniss loved watching the kids open up. It was happening slowly. There wasn't one person in the nearly one thousand adults who lived in the district who hadn't taken to the kids.

However, there were kids who had been taken quickly to the district. There were others who were having a harder time. There was a small girl named Gadget from District 3. She was only six, but she was withdrawn. She never interacted with the other kids and always had her black trash bag with her. The bag contained all of her possessions.

Katniss spotted her sitting by herself on one of the seesaws. She wished there was something she could do to draw out the little girl. She was the toughest one, Koa and Koda however had opened up to her. Katniss learned both his parents were war veterans. Koa's father had a heart attack when his mom was pregnant with Koda. His mother died in childbirth. He was transported to District 13 but he made sure to keep an eye out for his baby sister.

Katniss couldn't even imagine a three-year-old having the wherewithal to protect his baby sister. She genuinely felt for the kid. A fall leaf fell to the earth, and Katniss was reminded why she was there. She doubled her pace to the orphanage.

Every Sunday while Peeta was with the kids, she went out and hunted for the orphanage.

The fall weather was beautiful and she had a good haul. She had fish, turkeys, ducks, squirrels, and other game meat. Today Delly was holding a reading program in the library, and many of the kids were woefully behind in their education. Many had never read a book or had a book read to them.

There were rumors there were a few couples who wanted to take a child or two home. Greasy got along with one of the older boys named helped her cook in the kitchen and often walked her home. Katniss had overheard him say Greasy reminded him of his grandmother. They got on well and she wanted to give him a home even though he was sixteen and going to be phasing out in two years.

Katniss watched Koa and Koda approach.

"You're a really good hunter," Koa said.

"Thanks," Katniss grinned.

"Do you think you could teach me how to hunt?"

"Well before you can hunt you have to know how to clean the catch," Katniss said.

"Like removing the feathers and stuff?"

"Yeah," Katniss said.

"Can I help you?" Koa asked, his eyes were bright and open. And Katniss couldn't help but like the kid even more.

"Sure," Katniss said. Before long even Koda was helping out. Katniss took a feather and tickled her and the peal of laughter caused her heart to clench. Her pureness once more caused her to think of Prim and Rue.

As she left she saw Gadget watching them from the door. Katniss kneeled in front of the little girl with the two long braids. "So I noticed you like green. That's my favorite color. Last week the sewing ladies were making hats for you guys, and I thought that I would make you a special cap just like the one I'm wearing. Katniss pulled out a green cap and held it out to Gadget.

Her light blue eyes lit up at the hat. Her hand quickly reached up and snatched the hat and ran away.

"She's super shy," Koda whispered. She'd snuck up on Katniss Koda, had a soft tread, and tended to sneak up on people.

"Would you and your brother keep an eye out for her?" Katniss asked.

Koda nodded. Then she leaned in and gave a kiss on the cheek and Katniss felt her heart squeeze once more. These kids were special.

"Thank you," Katniss whispered. She stood, needing to get home. "I'll see you in a few days."

A few weeks later Katniss was at home with the kids. It was one of those rare weekends where Peeta had Saturday and Sunday off.

"Mommy, tell daddy about how high Koa climbed," Melody said.

"Why don't you tell him, sweetie," Katniss said.

"Koa can climb a tree like mommy and he's super quick," Melody said.

Peeta raised an eyebrow.

"You guys have been spending a lot of time with Koy and Kheeva?"

"No daddy," Melody laughed. "It's Koa and Koda. They go to school with me and we eat lunch together. He's fun and last week he got my ball that fell in a tree."

"Oh really," Peeta said. "So does mommy like Koa?"

"Mommy," Melody turned to Katniss, her trademark Mellark blue eyes filled with childlike curiosity. "Do you like Koa and Koda?"

"Yes I do," Katniss answered easily, it dawned on Katniss just how much she cared for the siblings.

Katniss watched Peeta. He looked like he wanted to say something more but he refrained. Peeta just listened to Melody talk about Koa and Koda. Katniss didn't say anything to her husband.

That night as she sat in their bed she waited for him to come back into their room. Every night he walked around the cabin making sure the house sure doors were locked, unplugging things, turning off lights, and checking that the stoves and the oven were off. Peeta said it was something his dad did with them when they were old enough. The number one threat to a bakery was fire, and with the amount of equipment, they used Peeta's father always stressed safety first.

Peeta became more vigilant after they had Melody. He also checked on the kids making sure they were in their beds. Peeta sometimes found Melody in Milo's room. Melody often read books to Milo, and Peeta caught her doing a puppet show for Milo in the middle of the night.

Before the kids were born, Katniss found his making the rounds sweet but she found it unnecessary. When they decided to remodel her father's cabin in the woods, they decided to use all of the technology available to make their home safe. When they drew up the plans for the renovation, they decided to purchase reinforced doors and windows. The materials were fireproof, and the windows could withstand getting hit with debris from gale-force winds. The cabin was nearly impenetrable like the NUT in District Two.

Katniss never contradicted Peeta when he made his rounds. Peeta needed to make sure they were safe. Peeta was a family man. He cherished all of their time together before having kids. He never put the bakery before her needs. And when they decided to have a baby Peeta became such a dad. Showing pictures of images of his little girl from the time she was in the womb. He was such a good father. Snow failed spectacularly in highjacking Peeta.

Snow wanted to not only destroy Katniss but, in the process, destroy the kind-hearted boy, who was smart enough to outfox the careers. Yes, Peeta tried to strangle her, but that wasn't Peeta. His reaction was due to the chemicals, fear conditioning, and torture they put Peeta through in the highjacking.

Through therapy and careful medication, Peeta was able to find himself. Naturally, he was different from the sixteen-year-old boy who was reaped in the 74th Hunger Games. She too was different from the hardheaded scared sixteen-year-old girl who volunteered for the games. That girl was naive and thought that the world she knew would never change.

Little did she understand how love could inspire such profound change.

Katniss turned the page of her book, then rolled her eyes and put the book down. Tonight, she was in a reflective mood. Katniss recalled all of the moments she Peeta had as they grew back together. The small little gifts that Peeta left on her doorstep before they moved in together. The primroses he planted in honor of her sister. The moonlit dancing, they did when they couldn't sleep.

The way he loved to watch her sleep. The cup of hot cocoa Peeta had ready when she came in from the woods on a cold or rainy day. All of the things that caused her to love him just a little more every day. Katniss heard the creak in the hall floor. Peeta was nearly done with his round.

She chuckled when she heard the uneven gate of his walk as he opened one of the kid's doors. Katniss yawned as she waited for Peeta. The door to their room opened, and the joy of seeing Peeta caused Katniss to smile.

"I just don't get how Milo can get naked in his sleep," Peeta said, scratching his head as he sat on the bed. "I check on him before making my rounds and he's half out of his onesie. I dress him up when I get back he's out of it.

"He's like his father," Katniss said, giving Peeta a sly smile. "He doesn't mind being naked."

"Hardy, har, har," Peeta said, catching her joke when they were in the arena. "One-time Everdeen. I say it one time, while delirious and I'm the automatic nudist."

Katniss grinned but she could see her flushed cheeks in the vanity mirror as she prepared to speak, "Well I for one do not mind."

Peeta grabbed the throw blanket and covered himself, looking outraged but his blue eyes were filled with mischief. "I married a sex maniac. What would Effie say?"

"She'd say," Katniss changed her tone to sound like Effie's Capitol accent, "May the odds be ever in your favor." She then leaned over and placed a suggestive kiss on his lips. She leaned back and watched his eyes darken with lust.

"I think my odds are very high tonight," Peeta leaned in to kiss her but Katniss withdrew and bit her lips.

"Katniss?"

"Earlier when Melody was talking about the kids in the orphanage, you looked like you wanted to say something?"

Peeta raised an eyebrow, "Darn that huntress eye of yours."

"It's actually my mommy's eye," Katniss said. "Before I became a mom, I never noticed things like that."

Peeta chuckled. "True."

"So, what was it?"

"Well you've been spending a lot of time at the orphanage, and the kids as well. I know they're in the same school."

Katniss waited as she watched Peeta remove his slippers and removed his shirt. She sighed at the sight of his broad chest.

"But do you think it's okay that the kids so get close?"

Katniss blinked; she hadn't been listening to Peeta. She'd been busily watching him. "I'm sorry what?"

"Is it wise to get attached?"

Katniss sat up straight. "Peeta these kids are so lost they feel as if they're not wanted. It's up to us to show them that they're wanted for the sake of being wanted. Can you imagine being shipped off from their homes to District Thirteen and then stripped of everything familiar? Cause that's what they do in that horrid district. Imprinting a schedule on your skin with everything assigned…"

"Katniss, I remember," Peeta said with laughter in his voice.

"Well then why are you questioning this," Katniss said, narrowing her eyes.

"Because for the past few weeks, you've been talking about the things Koda, Koa, and Gadget…you know I worry about Mel and Milo."

"They're great kids Peeta. Koda and Koa get along with Melody and Milo. Koa watches out for Melody in school during play time." Katniss watched Peeta slip out of his shorts and she nearly lost her train of thought. "And Gadget is smart, she's a bit shy. But she's coming along. Just yesterday I saw her playing with Koda. She's wearing the green cap I made for her." Katniss watched him slip underneath the covers. "I was hoping you'd spend time with them. Get to know them a little, if you're worried about them."

"Okay fine, I'll see what I can do," Peeta said.

Katniss got closer to him, a small smile playing on her lips. "So you're really not naked Mellark."

Peeta started laughing, ending all communication except for one.

Weeks later it was snowing and Katniss was handing the mitten, gloves, and scarves she and the ladies had knitted for the children. She had knit an orange and green set for her three favorite kids. Peeta had come with her.

Peeta had begun to come on his own and often had the kids in the bakery with him.

She watched him interact with Koda and Gadget. They were quietly painting along with Melody. Katniss had Milo strapped to her chest. Currently, her little guy was sleepy and was drooling on her shoulder.

She found Koa on his bed, "Hey."

"Oh hi Katniss," Koa said.

"You don't want to paint with Peeta?"

"Nah, I want to finish this book, can you imagine flying in the sky without the need for a hovercraft?"

Koa told her that his mom used to read a book about a boy who flew. Katniss called Johanna and she confirmed that they used to read the adventures of Paul Bunyan. It took speaking to Effie that she was able to track down the book. Koa's eyes watered at the sight of the book. She often found him reading it, over and over.

"I don't know but I can tell you flying in a hovercraft doesn't feel like flying at all. There aren't any windows."

"Woah," Koa said.

"Can you read me the story?" Katniss said, sitting in the chair.

Koa nodded and began reading it from the beginning. By the time he was done Peeta and the girls had joined him. Peeta's face had a soft smile as he held all three girls on his lap. Gadget was fast asleep.

Katniss smiled but said nothing. It was nearly Christmas time and Katniss noticed Peeta began coming to the orphanage. One day they were putting the kids to bed when he said. "Did you know Gadget stared down a boy twice her age yesterday when he tried to take Koda's toy?"

"No," Katniss said. She was thinking about what Melody asked her. Melody wanted to know if they could bring Koa, Koda, and Gadget home to be her brother and sister. She made a very good argument that they could all fit. Katniss had no idea Melody felt like this.

"Yeah, she's tough with a heart of gold," Peeta said as they walked downstairs to clean up.

Katniss smiled.

"Do you know Melody asked me if we could bring the kids home," Peeta said interrupting her thoughts.

"She did?"

"Yeah, and it started me thinking," Peeta said.

"Thinking…thinking about what?" Katniss asked. The hair on her arms was prickly. Peeta was building up for some news.

"I wanted to know if it was alright if the kids could come here on Christmas. Spend the holiday with us."

Katniss stopped picking up Koda's doll and stood up. Peeta stood just a few feet from her, his eyes were wide.

"Okay, you were right. Koda is sweet, she reminds me of Prim and Rue. Gadget is well, I've already told you and Koa is a great kid. He looks up to you and he's kind of like Gale."

"Yeah," Katniss said. "So you want them to…"

"Katniss, I think we should talk about more…"

"More?"

"Yeah, I've already brought them to the bakery. Koda and Gadget's eyes were bigger than the moon when they saw the equipment. Mel and the girls started a food fight and for the life of me, I couldn't get angry. It reminded me of when my brother's and I started a fight in the bakery. I could see them there. All of them coming home from school studying, and gossiping. And it's just not with the girls. The other day while speaking with Koa about hunting, he said he'd like to go into the woods with you. And I could see myself shouting at you both about trekking mud in the mudroom."

Katniss laughed and it sounded weird to her. Her vision blurred and she touched her cheeks and they were wet. "Oh, Peeta."

"I can see them as part of us, you know. Part of our family…" Peeta said and pointed around. "We've got room Katniss. I mean the cabin is huge. Haymitch has his room that he shares with Effie when they visit. But we can make that den into a room for Koa and Koda. That spare room can be for Gadget…"

Katniss ran and leaped into Peeta's arms. "Peeta, I've been in love with those kids since they said hello. But I think you're right…"

"We need to see if they would like to be with us, to see if we can do this…can we do this?"

"I don't know but it feels right," Katniss said.

"Okay so let's broach the subject with Delly," Peeta said. "She's the one in charge and she'd know what to do…"

The next day Katniss and Peeta left Melody and Milo with Haymitch. He didn't seem surprised that they would feel that way. Many people in the district had made connections with the kids and a lot were like Katniss and Peeta wanting to possibly adopt. They hadn't made the jump.

"So how can I help you?" Delly said.

"Dell's," Peeta started but looked at Katniss. Katniss gently nodded. "We'd like to know how to adopt."

"Oh," Delly said. "OH! Who?"

"Not who but which ones-" Katniss said.

"Wait, you want to adopt more than one?" Delly sounded flabbergasted.

"Is that alright?" Peeta asked.

"Ah," Delly stuttered then said. "Yes of course. Who are you thinking of?"

"Koa, Koda, and Gadget," Peeta said.

"Well," Delly said, sitting up straight. "There are some documents to fill out, a visit to your home to make sure you have adequate space, but I don't see a problem, as long as the kids want to…"

"We're thinking of turning the den into a room for Koa and Koda until they get bigger. And the extra bedroom can be for Gadget. We can turn the loft space into a bedroom for Koa when he gets bigger."

"Have you spoken to Melody?" Delly asked.

"Who do you think gave us the idea," Peeta said.

"She would like you Peeta," Delly said.

"Though we didn't want to say anything to her until we talked to you."

"Good okay then let's talk to the kids," Delly smiled. Delly stood and left the room and shortly after all three kids walked in. Their eyes filled with trepidation.

"Koa, Koda, Gadget Katniss, and Peeta asked me to talk to you," Delly said.

"Please don't make us leave," Gadget said.

Peeta got up from his chair and hunched down to her. "No, we're not asking you to leave. We want to know if you want to come home with us."

"With you?" Koa asked.

"Yeah," Katniss nodded, getting choked up. "To live with us."

"You want us?" Koa asked. "But we're nothing."

"No, you're not. Neither is your sister or you Gadget," Peeta said passionately. "We wanted to ask you, before starting the paperwork. If you don't want to, we will understand."

Koa nodded then he said. "We're like the lost boys and you're like Wendy and you're like Peter Pan. You'd be willing to take us lost boys in."

"Yeah," Katniss said, nodding.

"Can we talk about this by ourselves," Koa said.

"I think that's wise," Delly said.

Katniss watched them huddled together. They whispered. Peeta grasped her hand and squeezed reassuringly. They turned around and the smiles on their faces caused her trepidation to settle.

"We would love to…"

ONE YEAR LATER

Katniss waited for Peeta to finish making the rounds.

This past year was filled with growing pains and yet they were blessed. They'd included the children in their therapy sessions. Having that extra help caused them to blend further as a family. It wasn't perfect but it felt right.

Koa took to the woods like a fish to water. He loved going hunting with her. They were making a bow for him, just like her paw had done. Peeta had little aprons made for the girls. They hung in the bakery and were often used. Melody and Koa loved helping out the customers. Gadget preferred standing by Peeta, her hands deep inside the dough.

Peeta was right Gadget was a natural in the bakery.

Milo loved his brothers and sisters. Christmas was tomorrow and Katniss was wrapping up presents to put under the tree. Effie was in town and she and Haymitch were in their room.

Their lives were busier but fuller and it was chaos but Katniss wouldn't change a day out of it. Half of the kids that were brought to the district were adopted. Another group was in the process. A few had grown out of the system. But they were welcomed into the community. Other districts seeing the example also began adopting kids.

Peeta came into the room. "They're all piled up inside of the fort you made them. Koa hadn't fallen asleep yet, he was waiting for me. He had a dozen questions about Christmas."

When this began they couldn't bring them home for Christmas, though they did come home after the new year. All of the children were hyper and aware that tomorrow was Christmas. Katniss was hyper-aware of what tomorrow brought.

"He's going to love his new boots," Katniss said, putting the last of the two presents aside. "Do you know how hard it is to hide presents amongst five children?"

Peeta laughed. "I know, you don't have to tell me." Katniss watched him go to their bathroom.

"The question I have though is how are we going to tell them that they are going to add to this bunch," Katniss said quietly.

"Pardon me?" Peeta said.

Katniss had a picture in her hand. A grainy picture with two blobs. With the word TWIN underneath.

"Twins," Peeta whispered. "We're having twins…"

Katniss grinned. "Well, you're the nudist."

"One time Everdeen. It was one time…."

"It's more like a few times Mellark," Katniss laughed as he picked her up. "We're outnumbered, you know."

"I know."

"Jo is never going to let us live this down."

"I know."

"Is that all you got to say?"

"Merry Christmas Mr. Mellark."

"Merry Christmas Everdeen."

The next morning chaos reigned as the children learned of the newest Mellarks.

#this is a story not a drabble #Mega writes #mega-aulover #happy birthday

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esta-elavaris · 2 years

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hi, i was bored earlier and might have possibly made a book cover for ctw hehe surprise, surprise!

i really didn’t know what to do at first, because i was planning to morph irish actresses with red hair together to make theodora but huhu i know i’m a shame for not thinking of one quick and being lazy for doing that looong process. every time i read your story, hazzelle is the one that comes to mind and the one i envision so i just inserted her here — her outfit in some of her photos do give off pirate vibes and i just love her so much!

i was also kind of hesitant because what if it didn’t match the vibes your book was going for but hey, it’s worth a shot! it’s your choice whether to use it or not, either one of those decisions will be fine with me! take this as a token of gratitude for making my days better. coming home to your new updates do something to me, ilysm for that — brb crying rn kdgsjgd

oh, and if in case we require to present credits to the resources i used, here is the list!

model — hazzelle

background resources and overlays — base / background overlay overlay overlay overlay clock

i am extremely terrified to send this, but i know at some point, i will at any given moment. i’ll just let this sit for a little while while i contemplate if this is a good idea or a bad one. oh my god, am i being a little too over the top? i’m scared.

OKAY HERE WE GO!

!!!!!!!!!!

HHHHOLY SHIT?!?! This is so so so good?! Like I'm amazed and flattered that you wanted to create it at all, and the end result is just so phenomenal? I keep staring at it. Like no joke I saw this not long after you sent me it, and it's taken me this long to recover and actually string together a somewhat coherent response. Thank you so much!!! I'm absolutely going to use it as the cover on FF.net - I'll change it now and then credit you in the A/N of the next chapter -- this is insane! I'll see if I can put it in my next A/N on ao3 too, I know they don't have covers but I've seen people who have managed to embed pics into their notes so I'm sure there's a way.

For real, this is insanely good, I'm beyond speechless. I sent it to a handful of friends who know of the fic when I first got it and they were speechless, too! Plus I don't think anybody's ever made me anything like this, so I'm just doubly amazed that you put the time and thought into it to do so! aaaaaa. Thank you so much! Swear to god I'm going to have to include you in my will or something to fully express how happy this makes me :')

#ctw #catch the wind #AAAAAAAA #LOOK AT HER

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kisahpedia · 3 months

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Kalender Liturgi 14 Jun 2024

Jumat Pekan Biasa X

Warna Liturgi: Hijau

Bacaan I: 1Raj 19:9a.11-16

Mazmur Tanggapan: Mzm 27:7-8a.8b-9abc.13-14

Bait Pengantar Injil: Flp 2:15-16

Bacaan Injil: Mat 5:27-32

Bacaan I

1Raj 19:9a.11-16

Elia berdiri di atas gunung, di hadapan Tuhan.

Bacaan dari Kitab Pertama Raja-Raja:

Sekali peristiwa tibalah Elia di Gunung Horeb, gunung Allah.

Maka bersabdalah Tuhan kepadanya,

"Hai Elia, Keluarlah, dan berdirilah di atas gunung,

di hadapan Tuhan."

Lalu Tuhan lewat.

Angin besar dan kuat membelah gunung-gunung

dan memecahkan bukit-bukit batu mendahului Tuhan.

Namun Tuhan tidak berada dalam angin itu.

Dan sesudah angin itu datanglah gempa.

Namun dalam gempa pun Tuhan tak ada.

Sesudah gempa menyusullah api.

Namun Tuhan juga tidak berada dalam api itu.

Api disusul bunyi angin sepoi-sepoi basa.

Mendengar itu segeralah Elia menyelubungi wajahnya dengan jubah,

lalu keluar dan berdiri di depan pintu gua.

Maka terdengarlah suara yang berbunyi,

"Apakah kerjamu di sini, hai Elia?"

Jawabnya,

"Aku bekerja segiat-giatnya bagi Tuhan, Allah semesta alam,

karena orang Israel telah meninggalkan perjanjian-Mu;

mereka telah meruntuhkan mezbah-mezbah-Mu,

dan membunuh nabi-nabi-Mu dengan pedang.

Hanya aku seorang dirilah yang masih hidup,

dan mereka ingin mencabut nyawaku."

Maka bersabdalah Tuhan kepadanya, "Pergilah,

kembalilah ke jalan yang sama, melalui padang gurun ke Damsyik.

Sesampai di sana,

engkau harus mengurapi Hazzel menjadi raja atas Aram.

Juga Yehu, cucu Nimsi, haruslah kauurapi menjadi raja atas Israel,

dan Elisa bin Safat dari Abel-Mehola,

harus kauurapi menjadi nabi menggantikan engkau."

Demikianlah sabda Tuhan.

Mazmur Tanggapan

Mzm 27:7-8a.8b-9abc.13-14

R:8b

Wajah-Mu kucari, ya Tuhan.

*Dengarlah, ya Tuhan, seruan yang kusampaikan,

kasihanilah aku dan jawablah aku!

Wajah-Mu kucari seturut firman-Mu,

"Carilah wajah-Ku!"

*Wajah-Mu kucari, ya Tuhan,

maka janganlah menyembunyikan wajah-Mu dari padaku,

janganlah menolak hamba-Mu ini dengan murka.

Engkaulah pertolonganku, ya Allah penyelamatku.

*Sungguh, aku percaya akan melihat kebaikan Tuhan

di negeri orang-orang yang hidup!

Nantikanlah Tuhan!

Kuatkanlah dan teguhkanlah hatimu!

Ya, nantikanlah Tuhan!

Bait Pengantar Injil

Flp 2:15-16

Hendaknya kalian bersinar di dunia seperti bintang-bintang

sambil berpegang pada sabda kehidupan.

Bacaan Injil

Mat 5:27-32

Barangsiapa memandang wanita dengan menginginkannya,

dia sudah berbuat zinah di dalam hatinya.

Inilah Injil Suci menurut Matius:

Dalam khotbah di bukit, Yesus berkata,

"Kalian telah mendengar sabda, 'Jangan berzinah!'

Tetapi Aku berkata kepadamu,

'Barangsiapa memandang seorang wanita dengan menginginkannya,

dia sudah berbuat zinah di dalam hatinya.

Maka jika matamu yang kanan menyesatkan dikau,

cungkillah dan buanglah,

karena lebih baik bagimu satu anggota badanmu binasa,

daripada tubuhmu seutuhnya dicampakkan ke dalam neraka.

Dan jika tangan kananmu menyesatkan dikau,

penggallah dan buanglah,

karena lebih baik bagimu satu anggota badanmu binasa

daripada dengan badanmu seutuhnya masuk neraka.

Telah disabdakan juga,

'Barangsiapa menceraikan isterinya

harus memberi surat cerai kepadanya.'

Tetapi Aku berkata kepadamu,

'Barangsiapa menceraikan isterinya, kecuali karena zinah,

dia membuat isterinya berzinah.

Dan barangsiapa kawin dengan wanita yang diceraikan,

dia pun berbuat zinah.'

Demikianlah sabda Tuhan.

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battery-ooc · 4 months

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I need to name one hazzel still

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shaisuki · 3 months

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WOUNDS FOR ME TO HEAL

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ content warnings body image, talks about insecurities, mentions of past traumas, angst, ooc geto and gojo. i wrote this at five am and i still have not sleep yet.

᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ notes i'm sorry for the lack of update on this series. I've kind of lost interest in this one since i'm no good in plotting and writing multiple chaps. you can read from how it have gotten boring starting from the previous chapters. i apologize now for the confusion of the plot.

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to break from the past you desperately want to forget, facing them is the only choice you have left to move forward and is forgiveness is easy to be given as it was forgetting.

your fingers reach for the switch. flipping it and the light turns on, illuminating the bathroom where you spent your days staring at the large mirror by the sink. back in the days you avoided mirrors finding your reflection repulsive added by the torture where they forced you to touched yourself. confidence isn't the only qualities you wished you have and maybe thing weren't be this bad. a constant battle to yourself where you always lose.

grabbing the collar of your coat, you slowly removed it, followed by stripping out of your blouse and then your pants until you were left in your undergarments. there in the mirror stood you.

your reflection clear as the daylight and you can see every imperfections that you hated. the words came echoing how the strangers surrounded you holds such sharp tongues about your body when they didn't live on it. the venom in the words stinging your skin like it was a sin to grew with a body you have.

you scan your body with every flaw you can see starting from your face. round and the baby fat since you were born didn't dissolve as you grew up. the cheeks remains the same. you slightly cringe at the pain surfacing. this is where gojo have pinched your cheeks so bad that they started to bruise. he pays no attention to your eyes swelling with tears, too indulged in the feeling of the softness of your cheeks that he can't believe that they were that squishy and the many times where they would grasp it when they force to look in the eyes. geto is cruel when he comes to cup your cheeks in his hands and your jaw also.

then your eyes. the eyes you own where it cried tears. there's nothing bad about them. it just it have seen the hundreds of event in where they defiled you. the degrading actions you have done out of their expenses and you hear nanami's words. “they're kind. the gentlest of eyes i have seen in a person. never to cloud with wrath and kindness is the only thing you could ever see.” you remember him saying that to you. one night when you're in the brink of losing yourself and you lost the hope to move forward. you find his own eyes staring back at you. honey is the color of them and when you look farther it's brown and then this close it's a different shade of color. a sugar caramelizing in a hot pan and the thought of nanami's eyes brought you peace.

you see your lips curving into a smile in the reflection but it turns into a thin line when your eyes move to look at your flabby arms. the slightest of movement and just holding of it moves. you remember a joke to one of your skinny classmates that it is almost the size of their legs while it's true, you thought that they should have never pointed it out since you already knew it and it's not like within seconds it would disappear.

it was with you in a different time of the span of your life and then the biggest insecurity that comes into view is your stomach. it was round with the pooch almost drooping down but it is still big that pokes in tight shirts and where you find him lying down. your palms touch the squishy flesh. you grabbed a handful of it before letting it go. watching it jiggle and you look at it weird. it once carried life and after scrutinizing yourself from head to toe. you never changed and only gained the weight. you laugh at yourself like you heard something stupid. you tried to lost the weight but it's something that won't leave you and you accepted it. long ago where you've decided you want to be a better version for yourself and for the people that surrounds you, especially the two who have been your light.

after your little session with yourself, you made it a habit to do so. to remind what needed to be done and you won't be blinded again by such pretentious acts. part of you wanted to fight but you were weak and you cannot be weak when you want to fight. you set aside the thoughts for tonight, what happened earlier scared you. meeting him early wasn't intended but you did and it scares you. what if you suddenly revert back to the old helpless you. your body can betray you at such times and you needed a mind to remind and you scoff. you act like the wounds and how they scarred you didn't turned your flight or fight mode. there are things that much needed your attention and you're only starting to wrap things up.

after a quick bite, you quickly made your way to your work cubicle. paperwork's are starting to pile and you don't want to be buried underneath by it and you start except there was a huge bouquet of flowers sitting in your desk. an arrangement of deep purple hyacinths and daffodils. there's no note about it but you knew where this is coming from. without a second thought you grabbed the flower arrangement that cost more than what its worth and dunked it into your trash can. you didn't need it. it's a distraction and flowers won't make you forget and forgive. it would cost more than that.

sighing, you rubbed a sore spot in your temple. taking a big breath and exhaling. you settled in your chair. punching the keyboard with the documents needing to be submitted in the later day. glancing at the already wilting flowers rotting in your trash. this isn't going to be easier. they're already moving and sooner or later you're going to meet them. your fears already coming back and you clenched your fists. crumpling the paper you hold.

“satoru~”

a flirtatious voice coming from his fiancee who is seated on his lap. poking him with her acrylic nail in his cheek to get his attention. “you're not spending time with me anymore.” her voice sad and the gloss in her lips sticks upon pouting. gojo almost rolls his eyes but for appearances and to satiate his fiancee's attention from him, he plays along. “sayuri, i am. why are you in my lap then?” he bites his tongue from making it sound sarcastic but his fiancee was oblivious to it and continues her childish whims to to him.

“because i missed you and i want your attention.” her hands creeping up on his thigh and satoru winces from it. he hold her wrist. “laters, baby. i'm expecting company.” he interrupts her advances and it made her annoyed.

“with who?” she asks. batting those eyelashes that made her look like a stupid bitch. “suguru.” her eyes brightened like she received a good news. “then he won't mind.” she says. trying to convince him of staying but gojo isn't convinced in the slightest. sayuri's been desperately clinging to him since college and hasn't left his side ever she knows that they were about to be engaged and now engaged, she's been worst.

“private matters between us and it's not your business.” he doesn't look at her and his sight stays glued to his phone. sayuri smiles at him before kissing his cheeks and then getting up on his lap much to her dismay. she began to slowly walk away and part of her hopes he would call her and ask her to stay. say he don't mind and suguru could go fuck himself if he don't want her staying him but it was a far cry from what she hoped. deep down, she's always second to the bitch that got the best friends head over heels even if they won't show it, especially satoru but what about it, the fat bitch's probably dead and she's the winner. satoru belongs to her and later suguru would be next. the heels click against the cold floors and that's the only thing she hears as she walked away from her fiancé's office and with her thoughts.

his eyes search for something, specifically someone. the one who had been haunting him since that accident. your disappearance were a blow to him and he longs to see you again even a glimpse of you is enough to know you were alive and within in his grasp.

he spots you taking a phone call, papers in your hand as you diligently arranged them while being in a call and it was enough for him. a small smile etched in his face. while in the elevator ride, you didn't change after that. still plump and you look like you've gained more and his hands itched to touch you. feel your body move and hear your voice.

despite busy schedules he took time to meet satoru who was equally busy as him. he's building his own firm with the influence he have it won't take long before it's established and he already have people following him and he was earning from it.

the elevator dings, stepping out. he barely glanced at satoru's secretary. what's the reason to check up on his secretary when he usually frequents the building and is a long time friends with the ceo.

upon entering, he finds satoru in deep thought. “yo, satoru.” he casually calls him and satoru perks up at the sound of his voice. they settled in one of the couches except for where he's seated as the ceo.

“is there a progress, satoru?” he began. since you were in gojo's turf working under him, he let gojo shoot his shot at you and from the looks of it, the answer is disappointing and when this kind of dilemma occurs. patience isn't what satoru's next move. it would be brash and that will definitely spook you for good. suguru chuckles at satoru's silence before sipping from his cup or tea he brewed.

“flowers won't win her, satoru and certainly not those gifts you've been dumping on her desk. bet she'd thrown that out. she's not you fiancee.”

gojo groans at the thing where his fiancee is brought up and the failed attempts of wooing you anonymously. you know it was him but choose to ignore it without hesitation of dumping his gifts and not even showing the faintest of appreciation.

“and what do you propose, suguru?”

they both exchanges gazes and they know what the answer is. they have to meet you, personally.

it's been a year since you've started working here for the company and your supervisor have taken a liking to you. you were more like of her assistant than the other and you kinda felt bad about it since you're eclipsing her job but the other's fine with it means she could slack and you can even workloads now with the same pay check. you didn't complain though and with your supervisor being this attentive you might get the recommendation you needed to rise and it would be a good reference for when you're about to switch jobs.

currently, you were busy preparing the files that were needed for a meeting. the client decided they would like to meet up in a private restaurant. it wasn't a first to you since you've dealt previous appointments similar to this and besides your supervisor was going to be there or is she?

apparently, she have to cancel and let you handle this one since she trusts you she says before running to the upper floor to get her other duties. it was last minute that's why she have to let you go alone and you accepted it without hesitation cause you were just getting over proposals. get them to sign and you're done. it's courtesy to transact faster.

a high-end restaurant is where they have decided and you weren't surprised by it. half of the work force who have the same job as yours and exclusive clients choose to use restaurants like this as a meeting place.

upon arrival, you greeted the host and told the name of the client.

“hi, i have the reservation under mr. kobayashi for three pm.” you politely inform him and the host nods before ushering you to a private room. “mr. kobayashi informed us that he will be running late and you have to wait here.” the host told you and you nod. understanding the situation and this happens occasionally. you thanked him before seating in one of the chairs. you didn't bother to notice the arrangements since your supervisor isn't available at the moment. thus, you began to review the files you were about to show mr. kobayashi.

the doors open and that takes your attention from the files you were checking. your head low and when you raised your head. standing up to greet mr. kobayashi. the words for stuck before you can utter his name.

it wasn't mr. kobayashi, a balding man, whose in his fifties in a suit is what you expected instead it was two of them who have entered. a matching suit and tie but it differs in color. a navy colored suit is what gojo wear and a coal black suit for geto.

“stay where you are, (y/n). we have things to discuss.” suguru started and your legs felt weak. your heart beating rapidly and your hands starts to feel clammy. you want to throw up and just like that, it looks like you were teleported back in that cold room where you lay naked without a voice to speak and the strength to fight back.

after ordering the waiter to come back for a another hour, you feel trapped again with no means of escape. they can easily hold you down and worse, do it again. you have never felt this fear so you distract yourself from taking a sip of water.

they both sat down in their chairs beside you. not too far, not too close but it doesn't ease your nerves. you placed your hand in your thigh, your leg hasn't stopped shaking. a tick that developed, being triggered when you are put in a stress.

satoru places his hand in your shoulder. “don't touch me.” you muster the courage to speak up and he was quick to retract his hand back to its place. a touchy asshole who can't live without any physical contact. he was visibly annoyed and suguru shoots him a look.

“we won't do anything to you, (y/n). we just want answers.” suguru assures you. you take a brief look at him and you take a deep breath.

“answers for what? i'm not obligated to answer the questions you want to ask.” you swallowed thickly. you should have done it a long time ago. talk like this but you would get a spanking for it.

satoru rolls his eyes. you were this feisty since college and he's getting the full brunt of it right now. he's not the same anymore he would tell himself but sometimes he still is. “what happened to you that night?” is the first question he asked you. they know what happened to you that night but it would ease them if the answer comes from you.

you raised a brow at him. tears pooling at the corner of your eyes. you didn't have much memory of it except for when you woke up at a hospital with nanami and haibara at your side.

“i don't know. i just woke up in a hospital. doctors saying i was in coma for two days. might as well be dead.” you say without hesitation and you just want to leave this room.

their expressions is what you cannot make. disbelief? confusion? guilt? you laughed at the last part since when these two felt guilt about what happened to you. they certainly didn't feel guilty when you were crying your eyes out begging them to stop.

“why come working at my company, (y/n)-chan?” gojo was the next to ask you and you want nothing than to wipe that look on his face.

“don't you call me (y/n)-chan. i am not your (y/n)-chan. i needed a job. isn't it that obvious.” you want to scoff at him and you didn't dare make eye contact to the both of them.

“you transferred hospitals and never came back. w—”

“why i didn't came back?” you interrupted geto. oh boy, you were starting to spit venom. “so what? you can fuck me all over again?”

gojo was about to open his mouth again but you beat him to it. “it's not what it is? you didn't mean it? what? you two are changed people now? stop with the excuses and please i want to be excused in this farce of a meeting.”

“you're not resigning.” gojo warns you. “rest assured i'm not going to. i'm not planning to break my contract.” you tell him. your voice barely above a whisper. trying to keep your tears at bay.

“(y/n)...” suguru mutters. his hand holding your cheek and you close your eyes. his touch repulsed you but why does your body wanted to be held like this. he comes closer. “we can't change what we did to you but will you allow us to make it up to you?”

you opened your eyes and you met his own and it just reminded you of the misery and the torture they put you through. the same eyes who looks at you like you were trash is now somewhat holding warmth. you glance at gojo and he was also anticipating for your answer.

you inhaled and then exhaled. a stray tear rolling down in your cheek and it pains them to see you hurting from what they have done. they'll do anything in their power to make up for the pain they caused you. say the word and they'll do it. your forgiveness is what they wanted and maybe your affections too but they won't take that chance easily.

your eyes searched for the sincerity in their looks and mostly in their eyes and it was honestly true to their words and you hate yourself for what you are about to answer.

“i'll think about it.”

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