#i cried the first time i heard it and i just don't know why ugh you're so talented my friend!! >_<

[apparently-artless]

☆○o TIAN GUAN CI FU S01 ✦ HUA CHENG & XIE LIAN o○☆

DAY 30 of 30-DAY CHALLENGE Song Lyrics: Lanterns by @atsueshi [A TGCF Fan Soundtrack]

[adrienneleclerc]

Move to Miami

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: after the Miami Grand Prix, Charles meets a wonderful woman that would make him consider moving to the states

Warning: the usual spelling and grammatical errors, this is based off "Move to Miami" by Enrique Iglesias featuring Pitbull

A/N: LANDO WON THE MIAMI GRAND PRIX!!!!! I cried, I cried so many times hearing him win, watching the edits people have made, the McLaren post of Lando jumping on the team, I was so emotional! I mean i cried when I couldn’t watch it live, I had to go to YouTube for live commentary, I am so happy he won!!!!

After doing beach yoga for the Hilton hotel, Lando actually invited Y/N, the yoga instructor, to the Grand Prix.

"Are you sure? You don't have to invite me, I'm sure you have other people in mind." Y/N said.

"No, no, I insist. You said you've never seen a race before and you're a big fan. I can even pick you up so you could be my personal guest." Lando said.

"All right, sounds great, I'll be rooting for you and for Ferrari." Y/N said, hugging Lando before she went to roll her yoga mat. She made it to the hotel so she could change and put her sneakers on before heading over to Juice and Java for a sandwich and a smoothie.

What Y/N did not know is that a certain Ferrari driver was also heading to Juice and Java. Both were walking from opposite directions but Charles opened the door first, letting Y/N pass.

"After you." Charles said.

"Thank you." Y/N said, walking in to the cafe with Charles walking right behind her. She turned her head. "Oh my god, you're Charles, I'm a big fan, really, I'm Y/N." Y/N said.

"Thank you, always great meeting a fan." Charles said.

"Yeah, I am so excited for the Grand Prix, like you don't even know. Am I talking a lot? I tend to ramble when I'm excited or nervous, and honestly seeing you here makes me feel both emotions." Y/N admitted.

"You are talking a lot, but I find the rambling cute." Charles said, making Y/N blush. She was up next to order.

"Hi, how are you?...I'm good, can I get a blueberry, banana, and strawberry smoothie, a chicken caesar wrap, and a Nutella crepe please...yeah that's it, thank you." Y/N said. Charles also said his order and stood beside Y/N.

"You mind if I eat with you?" Charles asked. There was something about Y/N that drew him in.

"I don't mind at all. Lets find us a table." Y/N said, they chose a table away from the windows. Y/N's order was called up first and then Charles, they sat back down.

"So you're a fan of Formula 1?" Charles asked, taking a sip of his juice.

"Yes actually, big Ferrari fan. By the way, not a fan of the new livery." Y/N said, taking a bite of her wrap.

"Why not? Ferrari should be red." Charles said.

"Yeah, but you guys were teasing how Azzurro la plata and Azzurro dino are historical blue shades, making homage to the North American Racing Team, so you'd think that for Miami only, the new livery would look like that, all white with azzurro la plata details." Y/N said, sipping her smoothie.

"You are right, I can't lie, but I am also under contract so as far as Scuederia Ferrari knows, i love the new livery." Charles said, eating his wrap.

"You mean Scuderia Ferrari HP." Y/N teased.

"Ugh, don't remind me. That livery has so many blue HP logos, what is the point of having the blue background on a red car?" Charles argued.

"The fans have been saying the same thing! A transparent background with just the white lettering of HP would have been just fine." Y/N said.

"So what is it that you do?" Charles asked.

"Oh, I'm a yoga instructor, I actually did the Hilton yoga thing with Lando." Y/N said,

"Really? That's cool, are you going to the race?" Charles asked.

"i am! Lando heard me say I never been to a race so he gave me a pass, I'll be his personal guest for race weekend. I'm sure I'll see you around the paddock." Y/N said.

However, Charles did not truly see her until the celebration in a Miami club. Y/N was dancing to a reggaeton song, truly having a good time, drinking with Lando.

"Thanks for inviting me Lando! I am so proud that you won your first race, and that it was my first time watching one in person, you made me cry." Y/N exclaimed over the music, hugging him tightly because she is an affectionate Latina.

"Thank you for coming! I loved hanging out with you." Lando said. Y/N kissed his cheek befire she started dancing some more, Charles watching her every move, just mesmerized by the way she moves to the music, you won't find women like her in Monaco, that's for sure. Charles took a shot of tequila before going up to Y/N and tapping her on the shoulder, she turned around.

"Charles! Its so good to see you, congratulations on P3, you did so well considering what happened during practice." Y/N told him, hugging him really tightly. "Wanna dance with me?"

"I'm afraid if i dance with you, i'll never want to leave Miami." Charles said, flirting a bit, Y/N giggled.

"Well we wouldn't want that now do we?" Y/N teased.

"I don't know, I think I'm willing to move. Theres good food, good music, a bigger population than Monaco, obviously." Charles said and Y/N laughed.

"Well there's also alligators and crocodiles, hurricanes, i don't think you're built for Florida, guapo." Y/N said.

"Would you consider moving to Monaco?" Charles asked.

"Oh i would LOVE to live in Monaco, but I am broke as fuck." Y/N said.

"Then live with me." Charles said.

"Hold on, espera un tantito, we just met, at least buy me dinner." Y/N joked.

"Mm, we leave tomorrow morning. If you give me your number we could do long distance." Charles said.

"Are you serious? You are willing to do a long distance...whatever this is, with me? Are you drunk?" Y/N asked.

"No, but your body got me tipsy." Charles flirted again.

"I'm serious Lord Perceval." Y/N said.

"I would like to explore this, I haven't had luck dating in Monaco, maybe it was time to explore elsewhere, and where else than Miami." Charles states.

"Fine, don't make me regret this." Y/N said. Charles gave her his phone and she put her number and a contact photo from her instagram. "I made you follow me on Insta by the way." Y/N gave Charles his phone back.

"You won't regret it, I swear." Charles said.

7 Months Later

Charles was in his hotel room after media day, December 5. He decided to FaceTime his long distance girlfriend.

"Hello, mon ange, how are you?" Charles asked.

"Guapo, isn't it like 11pm over there? Go to bed, you have practice tomorrow." Y/N said.

"But i wanted to talk to you, how was your day?" Charles asked.

"Its been fine, I'm just doing Christmas shopping, my niece wants legos but my cousin didn't specify which one and I am this close to getting her a McLaren lego set." Y/N said.

"McLaren? Why not Ferrari?" Charles asked.

"Ferrari is all sold out, mi amor, so McLaren it is until that freaking payasa se digna a contestar el pinche teléfono." Y/N said.

"You know, speaking of Christmas, my winter break is coming up in a few days. How do you feel about me spending the break with you in Miami?" Charles asked,

"Wait, really? But what about your family?" Y/N asked.

"I told her that you don't have the luxury to travel with me so I think she's okay with me spending some time in Miami with you. And so is Andrea as long as I am keeping up with my workouts and diet plan." Charles said.

"Wow, thats amazing. Do you still have that craqzy idea of moving to Miami?" Y/N asked.

"I mean, under normal circumstances, I would never leave Monaco because of my mom, but a certain beautiful angel makes me consider moving every time I speak with her." Charles said and Y/N laughed.

"Que cursi, but that's super sweet of you to say, I must give you some credit. Now please go to bed." Y/N said.

"I'll be dreaming of you, goodnight, mon ange." Charles said.

"Goodnight, guapo." Y/N said and hung up the phone. Who knew teaching yoga with Lando would lead to all of this.

The End

Hope y'all liked it, just a little quick blurb to keep me busy and entertained. Read part 2 of Meeting the Family if you haven't done so, I wrote a little more to it.

[hannahmanderr]

24 for pitch pearl. unless i sent that one already. in which case. 27 for pitch pearl.

JOKE'S ON YOU I'M PUTTING BOTH IN ONE DRABBLE

~ 24. kisses for a cover ~ 27. desperate kisses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Phantom, please!"

Phantom didn't understand what was being asked of him. He was only marginally aware of someone shaking him. Vigorously. It was slightly annoying, if he was being honest.

"C'mon, you gotta get up!"

"I don't wanna." That much was true. One thing he was very aware of was his pounding head. So much so that nausea churned in his stomach and he wondered if he was about to throw up.

Could ghosts even throw up?

“God Phantom, they’re coming! Why won’t you get up?”

Well he certainly didn’t know who was coming, but it had to be urgent if Danny was being so insistent with him.

Wait, Danny?

He cracked open an eye and sure enough, he was met with the sight of the blue eyes he’d fallen for so long ago. In spite of his swimming head and blurry vision, he grinned. “That’s what she said.”

It only took an instant for Danny’s face to transform from one of worry to one of utter disappointment. “Seriously? You take a hit like that from Mom and Dad and all you can do is crack jokes?”

“Only for you, darling.” Phantom allowed his head to loll backward. Maybe he could convince Danny to take a nap with him. That sounded nice.

“Oh, nuh-uh. You are not passing out on me now.” Warm hands wrapped around his shoulders and yanked him back forward. “Not until you get out of here before they find you!”

Phantom pouted. Was that something he usually did? Probably. “I don’t wanna,” he said again. A sly smile bloomed on his face. “Not unless you gimme a kiss first.”

Danny threw his head back. “Ugh! I swear, you - no, you know what? Fine.” 

If there was one thing Phantom would never tire of, it was the feeling of Danny’s lips on his. Even now, sitting half-conscious in some random alley with a boyfriend on the edge of panic, he couldn’t get enough of it. Eager to keep kissing, he prodded Danny’s closed lips with his tongue. At least he was pretty sure he did. Maybe it was less of a prod and more of a shove. He couldn’t quite tell.

Much to his displeasure, Danny pulled away. “Are you kidding me right now? You seriously wanna - no, no! We’re not getting into this right now.” Somewhere in the back of his mind, Phantom wondered if he was supposed to be participating in this conversation. “You got your kiss, now get your tail out of here before they get here!”

New voices tickled Phantom’s ears. He tilted his head. He couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but everything still sounded muddy, in all fairness. “Oh yeah, they’re right around the corner,” he said brightly. Really, he wasn’t sure what all the fuss was about. He just wanted to get back to kissing.

Danny groaned, and Phantom found himself drawn in by the sound. Only he got the impression that was not the kind of groan Danny was intending. 

“Okay, okay, okay,” Danny muttered to himself, clutching his head in between his hands. “Think Fenton. Think.”

“Nooo, no thinking,” Phantom whined. He pawed listlessly at Danny. “Kissing.”

He couldn’t find it in him to care about the angry glare shot his way. “I swear…”

The voices grew closer.

“Argh!” Danny threw his hands up in the air. “You so owe me for covering for you like this,” he hissed, bringing his face close into Phantom’s.

Before he could respond, Danny had once again sealed his mouth over his own, and Phantom melted instantly. See? This was so much nicer than thinking. It was about time Danny saw it his way.

“Danny?”

The incredulous cries of Jack and Maddie Fenton forced the two apart. “Gah!” Danny whirled around. “Mom! Dad! Haven’t you heard of privacy?”

“Privacy?” Jack scratched his head. “But… we’re in the alley.”

Maddie held up a weak finger. “You a-and… and him?” she asked, clearly still in disbelief. “But… I-I don’t… Danny?”

Phantom smiled widely and draped himself over Danny. “Hi!” he said, greeting the two warmly. “Your son is a reeeaallly good kisser!”

Danny buried his face in his hands. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ~ Send me a ship and a number from this ask game and I'll write a drabble or draw a sketch!

[staytinyville]

OUTLAW (23)

ATEEZ poly!ot8 x Reader

Cowboy AU / Wild West

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Warning: none, things get spicy again. You already knoooow!

A/N BETA READ (@mariana-mmtz). Just know I am reading every single one of your comments and reblogs. I love them so much!

You had been crouched down at the edge of the spring, wringing out water from the clothes you had been cleaning for the boys. You had been watching them fondly as they played with each other in the water. The boys had bathed and just spent the rest of the time enjoying themselves. Some of them had already dried off, moving to get going back to camp to return with something to clean. You hadn’t realized that they had all left until Seonghwa came up to you.

“Need help, Pretty Girl?” Seonghwa dropped down next to you, pulling out some shirts to help you. 

“If you would like.” You gave him a beaming smile. 

“You don't need to do this.” He told you, dropping the wet clothing into a basket to hang up later in the camp. 

“It's okay.” You told him. “I'm used to it with my brothers and the hotel.”

Seonghwa pursed his lips. “Yes, but the others can do it themselves. It keeps them busy.” He told you pointedly. 

You giggled, looking him over. You noticed he was still dressed in the same clothes from breakfast, making you wonder if he had cleaned himself with the others. “Have you bathed?” You finally asked him. 

“I have not, my dear.” Seonghwa hummed. “Have you?”

“I was waiting for you guys to finish up.” You explained, throwing in the last of the laundry. 

“Someone has to stay with you, ya know.” Seonghwa laughed. “Can't leave you alone.”

“Sure.” You playfully rolled your eyes, standing up. You wiped your hands on San’s shirts, glancing around to figure out how you would clean yourself. 

“Come on. I'll bathe with you.” You quickly looked up at him with wide eyes. “We'll just be turned.” He quickly added. “Well, I'll be turned. You can look all you want.” He gave you a cheeky smile.

“Seonghwa!” You gushed, slapping his arm lightly. 

“I'll get your things ready.” He laughed, moving to grab the clothes Yeosang had given you to wear after bathing.

You watched him carefully, making sure he had his back turned as you began to strip. You had decided to keep your undergarments on, just in case someone else came back while you were in the water. You stepped closer to the edge of the spring, not caring to test the water before entering completely. 

The cold water stung your skin. “Ah!” You screamed, flinching back as you were quick to step back out.

“Pretty girl!?” Seonghwa cried in worry, turning around.

“Seonghwa!” You screamed, covering yourself up and turning around. The man was quick to turn around as well when he noticed you were fine. 

“Why did you scream!?” He shouted back. 

“It's cold!” You whined, slowly allowing your body to sink into the spring. Once you were inside, you turned around to tell Seonghwa it was okay for him to enter. 

He had already undressed while you were getting in, moving to make his way into the pond. As his feet touched the water, he grunted and pulled his leg back. “Ugh. Yeah. You're right.” He cringed, slowly stepping in. 

You kept your eyes on him, watching as he made his promise to keep his head turned the other way. You tried not to ogle at his physic, but it was the first time you were seeing a man naked. Maybe not completely, seeing as he still kept his underwear on. It was still a lot more than you were used to.

“You have really nice skin.” He awkwardly coughed when he had finally settled into the water. 

“Skin?” You chuckled, feeling all the tension leave your body.

“Sorry.” He rubbed at his nose, trying to seem less like a total virgin. “I wanted to compliment you without sounding like a pig.”

Your lips twitched at his way of speaking. It was the sweetest thing you had ever heard anyone say, especially about you. You noticed easily how each of them treated woman, and it made you giddy. They were gentlemen. Something you couldn’t say about a vast majority of the men in Cromer.

“It's okay.” You smiled softly. “Thank you.”

“I mean it.” Seonghwa spoke up. “After spending so much time with you, I noticed how beautiful you are.”

A blush found itself onto your cheeks. You licked your lips to calm the buzzing that was coursing through your body. You began to make your way closer to the boy without noticing. 

“I don't tease you just because. I actually like the blush you get when we compliment you. It makes you look adorable. I can already guess how red you are now.” He laughed to himself, his expression looking dreamy as he thought about his words. 

“You're not looking?” You smiled, watching him shake his head to himself.

“I am a man of my word.” He said.

You finally pulled up behind him, smile still on your lips as you suddenly felt like seeing his face. “Seonghwa.” You hummed. 

“Hm?” He questioned.

“You can turn around.” You told him, wrapping your arms around yourself. You wanted him to see you, but you were still self-conscious about the whole thing.

“You sure?’ You could hear the frown on his face. A warm feeling settled into your chest as you thought about how he wanted to make sure you were positive of your actions. Consent was an attractive thing.

“I wouldn't tell you if I wasn't.” You laughed. “I didn't actually get completely naked.”

You tried your hardest not to giggle when the man slowly turned around, eyes going wide the moment they took in your exposed skin. He had told you he was trying to be a gentleman and yet here he was so obviously staring at your chest. 

“This is still more than what I'm used to seeing.” He shook his head, looking up to meet your eyes. 

He licked his lips, your eyes going down to follow along their path. Your body began to heat up the same way it did when you had been with Mingi. Before you knew it, you had slowly waded closer to Seonghwa, the man looking down at you with heated eyes. You felt your fingers twitch at your side, not knowing if you were allowed to touch him. 

His eyes were quick to catch sight of you moving your arms back and forth, looking at him as you contemplated your desires. 

“May I?” He asked softly, hands pulling out of the water to signal that he wanted to pull you closer.  

You swallowed to clear your dry throat, shuffling closer to Seonghwa. His hands were quick to place themselves on your naked waist, your skin twitching from the touch. Your back arched as his hand pulled around your back to rest there. He pulled you closer to his chest, head dipping down to touch your nose with his. 

“Is this okay?” He whispered on your lips.

“You boys are too polite.” You spoke up, looking back and forth between his eyes and lips. 

He grew bold to place his other hand along your back as well, finally having your chest touch his. Your hands splayed themselves on his pecks, fingers fidgeting along his skin. It was soft, which was why you found yourself trapped by him to move your hands along his body. You could feel his skin flush against your touch, heating up your fingertips.

“Would you want us to be animals?” He huffed, a grin pulling at his lips.

You looked back up from staring at his chest, nose catching on his. “No.” You told him. “I like my sweet boys.”

With a teasing smirk, he surged forward to trap your lips with his. You found yourself immediately responding to him, pressing your chest closer to his as you wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands glided up along your arms, softly stroking your skin as they explored down your body. 

Seonghwa kissed with urgency. He knew how to move his mouth against yours and wasn’t scared of leading. The tip of his long tongue immediately made itself known as he kept touching your bottom lip with it. Unlike Mingi, Seonghwa knew what he was doing and he knew how to get things to where he wanted them. 

He had started at your wrist, gradually moving them down towards your shoulders. As his lips grew more desperate, his hands moved further along your back. When he had his arms around your waist again, he shoved you closer to him, causing you to grunt. His fingers seemed to tighten their grip when he heard you. 

Your pants were like music to his ears, only spurring him on to get you closer. Without thinking about it, his fingers skimmed over the curve of your backside, this time a shaky moan spilling from your lips and onto his. 

He was a lot like Mingi in the sense that he suddenly couldn’t seem to be close enough to you. He found himself gripping tightly onto the underside of your thighs, pushing you forward. The water allowed you to easily lock your legs around his waist, legs crossing behind him. 

His long fingers wrapped around your thighs, arms moving them closer to the inner part. While Mingi worked on instinct, Seonghwa knew what he was doing. He touched and squeezed you in places he knew would get a reaction. With his fingers skimming dangerously closer to the inner parts of you, you began to squirm in his hold. This caused him to let go of one of your thighs, wrapping his arm around your back to keep you steady. 

The grunt he let out as he moved you to where he wanted, made a sudden heat rush down your body. You were sure if you looked at the surrounding water, it would be boiling over. With one arm holding you tightly and the other gripping your thigh, you fell completely into his hold. 

He had pulled away from your lips as your neck was suddenly leveled with his mouth. He took pleasure in attaching his mouth to the sensitive skin. Your head fell back as your eyes rolled back, mouth opening and closing as gasped breaths fell from your lips. 

The build up at the bottom of your belly was starting to show again. While this had been where you pulled back from Mingi, Seonghwa was having none of that. His grip only tightened when he felt you hesitating against him. Because of this, you found yourself moving your hips along his waist. Your head fell forward again, trying to hide the dark blush on your skin. 

Seonghwa had loosened his grip only just a bit to allow you to slip down. Just as you felt something hard touch in between your legs, you cried out when someone called the two of you out. You quickly tighten your hold onto Seonghwa trying to escape the embarrassment of being caught. Seonghwa was quick to turn you around, trying to hide your body from whoever it was that had yelled. 

“If you two are done! I got things to wash and don't need to see you lip locking in front of me.” Wooyoung screamed, throwing his laundry into the spring. 

“Woo.” San scolded as he came up behind the man. 

“At least ask me if I want to join!”

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[dreamwritersworld]

Hey! I don't know if you’re accepting any requests; if not, you can just ignore this. But i wanted to ask if you could do headcanons on how the sully family was after the reader died in ‘the perfect child’? I’m craving more angst and I love that story so much! 😭

Omg! This is an amazing idea! 💓 I appreciate you reaching out! This does include extras of younger Y/n as well :( which will honestly probably make you very sad cause ugh my heart breaks for her 🥲

The perfect child. Extra. (Sully family x reader)

Nothing hurt the family more than Y/n’s death.

Neytiri dealt with her death the hardest, she was so angry. Her daughter was always willing to put her life on the line because she was trained to…trained by Jake. It’s wrong yes, but it doesn’t mean the memories of Y/n’s worried face doesn’t haunt Neytiri in her dreams..

*

They were in the forest.. Neytiri watched y/n cry and the young girl could feel her stares so she slowly turned around

"don't stare at me like that! cause l'm not a child! I grew up faster than other people, I didn't need a stupid stuffed toy!"

Suddenly the dream went black and eight year old Y/n was standing right in front of Neytiri with cuts and marks on her hand from training so long as tears were falling down her eyes...

Jake's speeches about her having to ‘win’ and be perfect could be heard in the background as Y/n slowly went down to her knees that were already marked up from crawling and hunting in small spaces.

“…please look at me! I'm begging you mama! Don't stop being my mother!"

The yelling of Jake got louder as he began walking towards them and picking up Y/n dragging her away while she struggled to get out of his grip to reach her mother.

"Mama?"

Y/n's cries for help was disoriented like it was hurting her to speak

"Mama, no! Please! Please I’m tired! No more training! No!Stop this please! Stop it now!"

*

Then it was over.

For the first time ever, Neytiri woke up in sweat..her body was heated and she felt ill, turning over and running out the home to throw up..

After awhile she just sat and thought..thinking about the reason as to why her nightmare had y/n with wreaked hand so much that blood was coming out from the deep cuts...

*

Neytiri looked around for her eldest wondering if she could take care of Tuk for a moment and when she did find Y/n…her heart shattered into pieces.

She saw a site of Y/n shooting her arrow repeatedly, quickly beating her speed every time landing precisely..but at what cost? Y/n had a hitched breath as she felt the blood drop down from her fingers that were cut from hours of practice against the bow’s string.

That’s the first time Neytiri realized her child was ok in hurting herself if it meant she’d get her fathers approval

“Y/n!”

The teenager immediately put down her bow, hiding her hands behind her back, sending a smile to her mother

“Show me.”

“..what?”

“Show me.”

Y/n’s heart panicked at the thought of her mother finding out the overworked hours she does for training..instructions straight from her father

“You hurt yourself? Show me. Now.”

The teenager looks down slowly pulling out her hands in defeat..this was normal wasn’t it..? Training like this was normal?..

Neytiri knew Y/n’s thoughts..she knew it was implented in her mind that doing this was normal. However if Y/n felt it was normal … why hide it? Unless she felt slightly guilty..

It’s very true. Y/n felt guilty…not because she trained herself into bleeding..no not that. She felt guilty because no matter the hours she does..she’ll never be perfect and she was scared her mother would think it’s pathetic.

“how long have you been doing that?”

“Mom, I don’t want you to cry. I’m ok-“

“I don’t understand?! Why? Why would you do that to yourself? Is it me? Is it because of me?”

“No mother of course not-“

“Is it your father? He’s hard on you, I know that. I tried to keep you from it! I’ve tried to protect you. I’ve only ever wanted to protect you!”

“Please mother, it’s not because of that, I’m just training and I bleed by accident.”

Neytiri knew there was no changing Y/n mindset. She was so stuck on it being normal that…it was considered and accident.

“My beautiful girl…my special miracle baby girl…why? Why would you do that?”

“…i didn’t mean to…i wanted to stop but I need to get better mother-“

Neytiri got up to hug her child that was holding in tears seeing her mother cry

“…i am so sorry that i missed this…I’m just so sorry Y/n for everything..give it to me. Ok? You give all that pain and stress to me. I Can handle it…”

Y/n struggled to hold in tears in her mothers arms feeling overwhelmed...

*

See…a mothers love was like no other. Y/n was absolutely broken, and Neytiri broke with her knowing there was not much she can do for the damage was already done..

Jake listened to the wind blow knowing his wife was outside..his heart hurt. His “strong heart” felt empty and broken..he and Y/n had a strong relationship when they were younger ..something like he had with Kiri and tuk now. Yet he failed to maintain it because he was too stupid to notice how he was overworking his kid.

His heart had some kind of longing that he wished he was able to fix if he has just listened to Neytiri soon..if only he had just let her finish the heart breaking story of Y/n training so hard she’d hurt herself..

*

Neytiri’s pleads started when she noticed her husband walking out the home at the usual training time.

“No Jake you can’t! You cannot do this to her! Please stop training.”

Jake couldn’t hear it anymore, not when he knew Y/n was slacking and sleeping at their training spot waiting for him…exhaustion and for what? She never trained…or at least that’s what he believed.

“Neytiri please. Stop. You will not prevent her from practicing. She needs to get better-“

Jake turned his back to Neytiri waving off a hand like he was telling her ‘whatever.’

“Jake! You walk out that door and make our daughter train one more time today and I will not. hesitate to take our children tonight..you can decide the rest.”

Her husband turned harshly to Neytiri’s threats. He figured if he just listened to her for a little then she’d give up on whatever fight she was holding against him so Y/n couldn’t go to practice.

“…I can’t sit by and watch this destroy my child anymore. You can’t steal her passion. You can’t steal her self confidence. My lines been crossed. Your approval isn’t worth it for her and it’s definitely not for me.”

Jake closed his eyes in order to calm himself and settled on the fact that Y/n wouldn’t practice…at least not today.

-*

Seeing Y/n happy during her younger days felt like a fever dream and her death plays over and over in his head…he wished and wished on a shooting star that he can relive the moments they shared before she passed…they were supposed to go flying the next day..the day she died.

The reason why Jake wanted to make Y/n strong and fearless was because he saw the fear in her eyes at a young age…so much desire to travel the forest but absolutely shaken up by a moment they both were vulnerable in..

*

Typically they were never in the dangerous areas but Y/n had wondered off and Jake found her in a ship that was once used for the old war against the sky people.

“Y/n what are you doing here?! You are not allowed in these areas do you read me?!”

The child gently tugged her father in the large abandoned ship, ignoring his instructions…at this time she was just 4.

“Sully’s stick together daddy! That means you have to follow me!”

The young girl giggled while Jake admired the child who was amazed by the ship but he knew it was only a matter of time before they must go.

“This was used during the war..”

Y/n didn’t quite understand what that meant but the warrior equipment always amazed her.

“…ok we should get going kid-“

A thantor had rushed in head first straight to the ship and Y/n’s shrieking could be heard..her fear and the thantor could smell it.

Her terror gave it more energy as it shook the ship again and Jake held onto Y/n, looking everywhere to escape.

That was until the Thantor hit the ship so hard both of their heads hit into a thick material and they passed out.

10 minutes had past and the thantor wasn’t giving up..Y/n had woke up before Jake. Her heart skipped a beat seeing its claws finally break through the thick metal. She immediately shook her father, searching for his protection.

“Daddy? Hey. Hey!”

That moment was absolutely horrifying, she didn’t know if her father was even alive from the hit…it was all her fault.

“…what?”

Jake woke up deranged confused and forgotten on his surroundings..

“Get back baby, get back.”

Y/n closed her eyes and curled into herself while Jake stabbed at the claws of the animal harming it, making it easier to kill with a bullet. He went through the other side and when he saw Y/n..saw the way she cried, how her body shook, the silent and muffled whimpers from her covering her mouth…it was enough to make him upset. He was mortified.

“I’m here baby! Cmon! Let’s go now.”

Y/n couldn’t move…Jake couldn’t snap her out of it..she almost died, and for a small moment she believed her father died.

Eclipse approached right in that moment and Jake’s fear for Y/n grew larger…

“You have to be strong Y/n…cmon let’s go now! It’s dark and more creatures are coming.”

His patience was running up while he heard raspy howls like the ones he met on his first night in the forest and that’s when adrenaline rushed through him..he didn’t even realize the bruise and blood forming on her small leg from hitting into the ships wall.

His arm reached out for her but Y/n put him to a stop

“I can’t! I can’t! My leg hurts! Daddy help me!”

Jake yanked her up and pulled her over his shoulder as he ran through the forest all, he thought about was how it was his fault she didn’t know how it was in the real world.

-*

Jake had never seen that type of fear ever again…not until her last moments.…inside she was screaming, feared, holding those same exact eyes as she did when she was younger…

Yes, her parents had a difficult time..but there was a particular sibling who stayed up listening to the way his mother rapid movements to get fresh air out the house or the way his father had a hitched breathing … the same one Y/n had during her last breaths..almost like he was unintentionally mimicking it while he thought about her death.

Neteyam was Y/n’s closest sibling. He knew never to poke her, interrupt her during training or question her all the time the way Lo’ak did. Y/n understood where Neteyam stood perfectly..the younger sibling the second eldest who took at least a small portion of the blame when it came to Lo’ak and the rest of the kids troubles…but now he was the eldest and there was a small fear of him having the same pressure and weight Y/n had.

He’ll never forget watching his parents clean her body..seeing how his father could no longer hide his emotions, sobbing. He will never forget the way Neytiri held Y/n’s face begging for her eyes to open and look up at her again.

Neteyam knew her death traumatized him but not the way it did to his younger brother. Neteyam turned to Lo’ak hearing him shift repeatedly in his sleep as his hands curled in creating a grip…

Lo’ak couldn’t sleep properly not without Y/n’s death replying in his head…while he slept his body would repeat the same actions it did when he was holding down to Y/n’s wounds absolutely disassociated. Lo’ak was the only one who saw her hidden in the forest when he heard her calling. It was obvious to him that it was no longer her, something took over her…she wasn’t thinking clearly..not when she saw them tied up. When she died he didn’t even bother cleaning the clothes that had her blood on it..he threw it out. As much as he teased Y/n..Lo’ak loved her and that was his way of showing it. Mean? Yes. But nothing would get through Y/n, no matter how much small comments he made it never made her realize how she needed to get loose and forget her fathers instructions every once and awhile.

His teasing never stopped Y/n from doing the same, there was rare moments but she’d alway get back at him with a joke. Surprisingly Y/n was the funniest out of everyone, she didn’t say much either but when she did it made everyone laugh. The way the two siblings joked was their love language to each other…

Kiri and Y/n had a very different relationship from the two boys who she spent most of her time with. Kiri had very few moments when Y/n was vulnerable with her but she saw right thought her.

all she wanted was to have everything her siblings had..

not expecting to be perfect all the time.

being able to mess up.

being comforted when messing up.

being able to forget training.

never thinking their father is going to hate them.

not expecting to win all the time.

not seeing everything as a competition.

Kiri understood Y/n fully, she got upset at her father every time he made her cry. In fact Kiri always cheered her mother on when she defended Y/n. Even In the toughest moments Y/n didn’t cry…she was seen as perfect. A tough strong girl. Is she though? Is she as strong as she poses to be? She isn’t. She isn’t allowed to show her emotions because she will be seen as weak. But from Kiri’s point of view Y/n was very independent, she admired it. The clan considered Kiri strange since the day she was born but Y/n made sure no body would get to her.

All three siblings always wanted to beat the ‘favorite child’ but it wasn’t until now they realized Y/n was just who got caught in the crossfire of their parents fear of losing their child. There was a reason why her parents put so much pressure on her and it’s because she was their first child, she made Neytiri a mother and made Jake more responsible. They obviously didn’t know weather their choice for her were wrong or right, but in those moments it felt necessary, they believed if they made her strong she’d protect herself and the family.

Tuk however…she didn’t see Y/n as the favorite…maybe she was her favorite sibling! But she was not her fathers favorite or her mothers favorite. Tuk never quite understood her parents relationship with Y/n, thought she never paid any attention to it. The little girl did know that she got annoyed anytime she was yelled at and would still take the blame…In the background of y/n’s punishment you can hear Tuk’s little voice telling her father she didn’t do anything wrong! Tuk never failed to make Y/n laugh and they’d have the best time when Y/n took care of her..

Both sisters, Kiri and Tuk laid in Y/n’s hammock that night. They were tucked and tangled in the same way they were when they witnessed Y/n die. Sometimes the memories play quickly out of nowhere in their head..they would see the panicked looked on everyone faces..hear Y/n’s hushed words.. see the damp soil soaked in their sisters blood.

The entire family was hurt by her death but they knew one thing that Y/n always made clear.

“Sully’s stick together”

!💞!

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[starlightshadowsworld]

Jason but he was never claimed.

Everyone knows he's the son of Jupiter.

He's known his whole life.

From his mother's whispers to not cry in storms, for they were a sign of his father's love.

To Lupa's howls and harsh temperament that this was not behaviour fitting Jupiter's son.

But never was Jason ever claimed.

There was never a lighting bolt dancing overhead.

No fanfare.

No cheers.

Because Thalia had a use, and she was favoured.

The one he actually tried to save instead of turning a blind eye.

But Jason?

He was the bitter reminder of a mortal having sway over the God's.

Over Jupiter himself.

He was nothing but afaceless soilder raised to fall in battle when his time was up.

Why should the King himself care for one so... Pitiful.

So Jupiter never claimed him.

Didn't acknowledge him until Jason dare spoke out against him.

But Jupiter always knew exactly who that boy was.

He even named him.

He just didn't care.

Jason knew, had known but it was something he never shared.

It was a dark secret, a shameful one.

For you see without being claimed, Jason could never access his full power.

He heard the laughter, the mocks and the digs.

Of how could the Prince of the Sky's be so weak.

Luckily he'd never had another like him to measure up to at Camp Jupiter.

... Which lead him to the bittersweet reunion with his sister.

Thalia was every bit the striking daughter of Zeus.

She even looked like him while Jason shamefully resembled their mother.

Thalia never put him down, never even insinuated he was weak.

Even glaring down anyone she caught whispering at his expense.

But Jason could see the confusion on her face when he failed something she did like breathing.

He would just smile and try again to no avail.

He waited for the day she left him too.

It came to ahead one night when his friends were all there. Laughing and smiling till their cheeks went red.

"And the dress! Ugh it was so embarrassing." Cries Piper, setting off another wave off laughter.

"Oh man, I'm glad I didn't get a dress. I'd burn it off." Declared Thalia with a snort before lightly elbowing Jason.

"Lucky we just got the lighting treatment, ey Jason?" Jason paused, nodding immediately "right..."

Something must've shown on his face because Thalia frowned.

But the one to ask was Leo "hey yeah we never saw yours! Must've been something special for Mr Prince of the Universe himself. Sooo what it was like?"

Jason looked down.

He shouldn't say it, but they were all looking at him expectantly.

He didn't want to let them down.

... But what if they left him because of it?

Sure they fought a war together but Jason learned quickly that can sometimes mean nothing.

But lying to them almost felt worse.

"I... I don't know..."

"What? Sorry can you, say that louder? Can't hear you man."

"I don't...I don't, I wasn't..." He took a deep breathe. "I don't know what it was like because I wasn't... I haven't been claimed."

Silence.

Dread filled his bones, Jason didn't dare look up to see the disgust on their faces.

"That bastard!"

Jason blinked in suprise, hesitantly looking up.

And finding anger.

But not aimed at him.

"How... How are you... How are you still alive?!" Cried Thalia, anger blazed through her eyes.

But there was very clearly fear alongside of them.

Jason didn't understand.

"Before I got claimed I couldn't use my powers without getting tired so damn easily...and that was just your run of the mill monsters..." explained Thalia, seething.

Jason had fought "run of the mill monsters" since he could walk.

Percy clenched his fist "I knew he wouldn't keep his damn promise but... This is low even for him."

His eyes widened in realisation. And gave way to more anger.

"He knew... He knew this whole time! And he didn't do anything! We were fighting Gaea and he didn't..."

No one wanted to add on that it wasn't the first war either.

Jason felt tears well up in his eyes, he'd never known it to be an injustice against him.

He always thought he had deserved it. And he was supposed to die anyway soo... Why waste your powers unlocking his?

.... And by the look of horror everuone was giving him, Jason had spoken that part out loud.

"Jase...you are not a waste of anything. None of this was your fault." Said Piper firmly, angry tears in her eyes.

"She's right, none of this is right...which is why I have half a mind to go ask him what the Hades he was thinking..." Seethed Annabeth.

Nico nodded, his anger was quiet but simmering along the surface.

"I don't get why your so mad at him though... I should've... I should've been better." Said Jason, he'd never experienced something like this before.

If he wasn't so useless maybe his father would've cared about him.

"Besides, I already knew I was his son, that he didn't want me...I always have."

That little admission broke of all their hearts.

"That doesn't make this right Jase, and I know deep down you know that." Said Thalia, gently pulling him into a hug.

"We're gonna fix this, because you deserve it. You deserve so much and I'm going to spend every day of my life proving that to you."

"Me two."

"Me three."

They all began chiming in.

Tears spilled from Jason's cheeks, and for once Lupa's yells of them being weakness fell on death ears.

He was loved.

Jason rested his head on his sisters shoulder as everyone began brainstorming, threathing and maiming.

It was the most loved he'd ever felt.

Jason had always known Jupiter hadn't loved him back.

Would never love him back.

Jason had given up on anyone truly caring about him... And now he knew that he was loved by his little family.

It was worth more than his father's praise ever could.

"You think re-stealing the master bolt might do it?"

"Let's try to make sure we're still alive after this."

"... So that's a no?"

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

I can't stop having brainrot about chifuyu with a girlboss gf. Like his gf would make absolute bank thanks to her high paying job but she doesn't look down on chifuyu. In fact she's incredibly supportive of his profession with Peke J land and respects his work. She's very loving and sweet with him but with everyone else she's more blunt and no nonsense. Baji and kazutora are low key scared of her but they see how happy chifuyu is so they respect her and their relationship as well. She wants to spoil him but chifuyu insists that he's the one who should spoil her so she lets him. But whenever she does spoil him he's so appreciative and emotional and ugh he's such a sweetie. Oh and the thought of her being his plus one at takemichi's wedding? Oh don't get me started. Chifuyu constantly uses her handkerchief cuz he keeps crying at the wedding. He's imagining their future and what their wedding will be like. Hina is secretly swooning at how sweet they are while takemichi is happy for his partner and friend. His friends tease him and give him a hard time but she shuts them up with a look of disapproval. Oh and did I mention that her dress absolutely slays and compliments his tux? Because it totally would. Okay sorry that's enough ranting lol I just had to talk about this. Do you like this relationship dynamic? And what are your headcanons about it?

I think it would be very cute! As for hc's this is what I've got for Chifuyu with a girlboss partner!

Chifuyu makes you little packed lunches to take with you to work. They always have little affectionate notes in them too (he knows you work hard)

You caught the bouquet at Hina and Takemichi's wedding, it made Chifuyu cry harder (he kept trying to explain he was crying because he was happy but you already knew that.

Brags about you a lot, especially to Kazutora and Baji. He just thinks your so great that he can't stop talking about you.

Has told Koko and Kisaki that you're better at business then them

You used to have to hide the cost of the things you bought him (he'd feel bad if it you spent a lot on him).

Texts you excitedly to come to the pet shop when there's new animals in (he knows you love seeing them and he thinks it's cute when you play with them).

Is completely oblivious to your more blunt side and why Baji and Kazutora sometimes act nervously around you.

Times his lunch break to yours so the two of you can have lunch together.

Both you have a habit of sending surprise flowers to each others work places.

When Chifuyu first heard about your job and salary he thought you were joking (he knew you'd be capable of amazing things but didn't think someone so successful would be interested in him)

Chifuyu cried the first time you gave him a gift (even if it was homemade)

You both agree on spoiling cats though!

The first time Chifuyu visits your work, his face is :0 the whole time, he's just looking around in awe. And funnily enough your face was exactly the same the first time you visited the pet shop. 

Accidentally called you his wife once, he went bright red after noticing his mistake too.

Since he already cooks for Baji and Kazutora after work he starts cooking for you too. Inviting you to join the three of them at his house.

Offers to drive you to work if you don't drive (he worries about you walking alone or running into trouble on public transport).

And finally each morning he kisses you before you both leave to go to work. And each evening he kisses you again to greet you when you're both home. 

[smutinlove]

You were my light

Carl Grimes x Reader

Warnings: A little angsty, mentions of death, slight torture (not really), mentions of blood, slight small description of blood, carl grimes being a jackass (sorry baes), a little violence, gun mentions, use of knife (chill y'all), mentions of character death, ugh sad sad sad, depressing shit ig, kidnapping (it's.... hot... if carl does it), sadness (????) 🤨

☽ Author's note☾ I'm writing this for fun cause I'm bored. Oh, my God! How shocking! I know. Right?? Tell me how it is. PLEASE. Anyway. Show some love by reblogging and liking it. <3 This is made by me just like all my other fics are. DO NOT STEAL, COPY, OR TRANSLATE MY WORK.

Thank you to everyone who reads this!

[I think I might even make this into a small little series.]

Part 2 is here

Part 3 is here

Part 4 is here

Part 5 is here

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Summary - The daughter of the now dead Negan Smith is walking in the woods. She thought she was alone. But she wasn't.

❝ There's things I wanna say to you But I'll just let you live Like if you hold me without hurting me You'll be the first who ever did ❞

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Lucille Smith used to say, "You can find light in the darkest places." It wasn't a lie, it was a bit complicated for you, Y/N Smith, to understand. "Mom, what does that even mean?" You asked.

"Oh, sweetheart, why don't you go upstairs and find that book you like? We could read it together." Lucille, your mother, suggested.

"Okay," You gave a sweet smile before rushing upstairs.

There was a box full of books. After almost an hour of searching, you finally found it.

You ran downstairs, "Mom, I found it—"

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You walked through the woods, in desperate need of some fresh air. After Rick killed Negan, your father, you were so tired of everything. Hell, you almost thought of 'offing yourself.'

Negan, no matter how cruel he could be, he was still your father, you still cried almost every time you thought about him. It had been six years since your father died. Shit...

You were alone like always. It was peaceful but it could be sad sometimes.

As you were walking through the woods, you heard a twig snap.

You took out your gun and pointed it in every possible direction. It was a walker. Instead of shooting, you unsheathed your knife and jammed it into the skull of a walker. You took the knife out, and a bit of Walker blood got on your white t-shirt, but, hey, who would care anyway?

"Nice, what are you? A fucking dumbass? Wandering by yourself? All happy and shit." A voice said from behind you. "What?" You raised your gun and turned around. "Who the hell—"

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And now you found yourself with a bag over your head. You couldn't breathe, it felt like the world had ended. Maybe, you were in hell. You killed so many innocent people. Maybe, it was them who took you away. Maybe they were gonna torture you and then slowly kill you.

The bag over your head was taken off. Your hands were tied behind your back. A familiar-looking boy was standing in front of you.

The boy was wearing a cowboy hat, which was the first thing you noticed when you first saw him in the lineup.

He had one eye, which you already knew. But it was unknown to you how he lost it. "You're pretty. What's your name?" He asked.

But you remained silent. This boy was familiar. He...

He was Rick Grimes' son. Carl Grimes.

Carl smiled. "Not a talker, 'ey?" He chuckled. "That's fine until I beat it outta you." He laughed.

To him, you looked familiar. But he couldn't figure out who you were exactly.

Carl laughed, "God, you are so cute, ain't ya?" He placed a hand on your cheek. "Look at me, sweetheart. Oh, you are a pretty little thing, aren't ya?"

You looked away. You didn't know this man well. Why? Why would he talk to you like you were his lover or whatever?

"Talk." He demanded. You wouldn't budge.

He slapped you, "Talk, now." He demanded.

Carl turned around, "Daryl will be rougher. And right now, I'm just being nice. Very nice. Now, what's your name, sweetheart?" He asked once again.

"Y/N," you reluctantly answered. Then, it hit him. He figured out who you were and now had an angry expression on his face. Why did your dad have to kill so many people, especially those two men?

"Cute. Why were you out there?" He asked. "Stop," you muttered. "Why should I stop, hm? Scared, sweetie?" He taunted. You looked up at him and tilted your head, "No. But you should be. 'Cause after I get free, I will kill you, you motherless son of a bitch!" He chuckled and grabbed you by your shirt. "Oh, sweet. A girl is threatening me." His laugh sent shivers down your spine. It was as if he didn't even care about your threats or how annoying and uncooperative you had been. It was as if he was used to this. "You know what?" "What?" "I'll be back, and you better start talking. Otherwise, you'll never see the sun ever again. But," of course, there was a 'but.' "Maybe, you'll join your daddy in hell, Y/N Smith." He smirked and left. It felt horrible. God, it was one of the most hurtful things he had said. And now, you promised yourself that you would kill Carl Grimes. No matter what, you will kill him.

...

Part 2?

[jerefishvr]

light sub xavier thorpe x wolf!reader who's in heat 🤭🤭

beggin' you ! 🧷 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

⨳ 𓏲˖ 🪩 ˖ ࣪

xavier thorpe x reader ִֶָ ꒱𓂃✦៹

WARNINGS : SMUT !! scratching , fingering ( masturbation ) , mentions of hair pulling , biting kink if you squint

summary : in which, xavier's gf is ignoring him as to not hurt him cause she's going through her first cycle of heat, while he doesn't know why until a pink haired werewolf spits out the truth 🕯️୨♡୧  ִ° ⋆

Days passed, weeks passed. Each day getting longer and longer for Xavier. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours, and hours into days. Time passed by so slowly when you weren't next to him.

Your sweet and lovely boyfriend, Xavier Thorpe who you oh, loved so much and had no choice but to ignore him as you were going through your heat. You loved that boy with your whole heart and you wouldn't dare to hurt him in any way possible, even if it meant not seeing him for literally weeks.

Today he finally decided he had enough. He was confused on why you were ignoring him and barely showing up to any classes, so he tooks the matters into his own hands and went to ask Enid if it was a werewolf thing, and surely, she did give him a whole lecture about what "heat" was,so he went to your dorm in case you needed any medicine..

You, laying there, with your pussy stuffed of your fingers and your tits hanging out of the pink sweater Xavier gifted you on your birthday last year. Juices flowing down your thighs and your eyes seal closed while your mouth was hang open.

You didn't notice until you heard his whine, looking at him with your legs spread open, your pussy on display as you desperately searched for the cover.

"What are you doing here?! Leave!" You yelled in concern ( and also embarrassment ). You could almost feel yourself about to cry, your orgasm ruined and your mood changing every minute passing by.

"I-i- just came here to check up on you- Enid explained to me what a "heat" is and i wanted to see if you needed any medicine" Xavier said slowly, careful not to make you angrier. Your head fell down and now, hot tears were streaming down your face.

"Im sorry, i really am. It's just been difficult for me, i didn't know it'd happen here" You explained while looking him in the eyes. He took small steps towards you while caressing your face and wiping your tears.

"It's okay angel, don't worry. Do you need help with continuing what you were doing?" An angelic smile plastered on his face, while his words were quite the opposite. You nodded and immediately grabbed his belt so you could take off his pants.

He smirked and looked down at you, thinking you were gonna wrap your lips around his cock, only to be met by your cold and demanding gaze that was instructing him to sit on the bed.

He sat down, unsure of where your sudden personality change came from, but when he felt his dick getting enveloped by your pussy's warmth, he forgot everything that was previously on his mind.

You rocked your hips against his own, grinding on his lap and moaning as he brushed against your g-spot.

You took a handful of Xavier's hair and watched him as he whined all over again, begging for you to go faster. Instead, you slowed down and grabbed his jaw, while still making sure he was balls deep inside you.

He cried out and grabbed your hips trying to make you move again, but instead you just smirked and laughed at his pathetic tries.

"Beg for it" You demanded, waiting for him to talk only to be met by his pleading eyes and his red, plump lips.

"Please mommy move, i need it so bad just ugh- im begging you, let me cum please" His pathetic begs were heard throughout the whole room and that did more than just satisfy you as you began bouncing once again on his dick.

His dick was covered with your juices, the sound of your pussy squealing only bringing him closer to the edge.

Your clit rubbed against his waist as you fucked him,the intense pleasure making you bite his neck while accidentally scratching his back while trying to steady yourself.

The loud whimper that left his mouth gave you the permission to suck harder on his neck, feeling him moan louder, knowing he was closer.

"Come for mommy, fill me up with your cum, fuck give me all your cum" You screamed while continuing to ruin him with all the strength you had in your body.

He came, shooting his load into you with a loud gasp as he felt you clench around him and came with him. He pulled out of you with a groan, already missing your cunt's sweet warmth.

He fell on the bed and looked at you with sleepy eyes. "Feel any better now?" He asked with a concern laced voice as his eyes traveled to your peaceful face with a smile.

"Yeah, much better. Thank you" You laughed and kissed his rozy lips. An "I love you" fell from your lips along with a "goodnight" and a sweet kiss on the forehead as he smiled at your gentle actions.

He laid his head on your chest while you played with his hair in your half awake half asleep state.

"I love you too" He whispered before drifting off to a deep sleep.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

oooof ask for hozier recs and i shall deliver!! i've been obsessed with him i fear...

my personal rn is probably Too Sweet, but my most played song of 2023 was All Things End. beautifully moving (as in i was sobbing for the entire song the first time i heard it), i just adore the way he describes love.

more personal favorites: Through Me (this song is insane actually!! can't describe it with words.), From Eden (one of the best love songs i've ever heard), Angel of Small Death (soo insanely addictive, his voice in this one ugh) and Movement (soft and beautiful and the very first song of his that I heard). The Eat Your Young EP is a wonder in itself but tbh so is everything else,,,,

now for some specifically sugu coded songs: Through Me and All Things End, Who We Are from his last album (the lyrics... my days the lyrics are so beautiful), Blood Upon the Snow!! (written for God of War Ragnarok, it's so good ??), Almost (Sweet Music) (be still my foolish heart, don't ruin this on me ✊😔)

but like i said, every time i hear a Hozier song it's sugu coded in my head... the lyrics always make sense to me. the way they're always so poetically romantic, yet in many of them there's a lingering pain underneath, wether it's because the love is already gone or because the love is simply way too much for just one heart to handle... i'm not okay.

fun fact, i once fell asleep listening to him and dreamt that it was suguru singing... and you know what it makes so much sense, i'll take it.

this got kinda long i'm sorry :(( anyways i hope you have a great day/night

(perhaps i shall write a lil' sugu thing inspired by too sweet)

NOE !!!! finally getting to this……. thank you so much for the recs!!! 🥺🥺 i appreciate it sm…… putting some of my thoughts under the cut hehe

I LOVE TOO SWEET . SO MUCH. it was the first song of his i listened to and wowwwwwww does it go hard….. so catchy and good and just. augh. IT’S SO SUGUCODED TO ME…. esp depression era sugu….. the lyrics are just gorgeous and so him. “but while in this world // i think i’ll take my whiskey neat // my coffee black and my bed at three // you’re too sweet for me”…. :’3 my baby

FROM EDEN IS SUCH A BOP . i loveee the instrumental ……. AND THE LYRICS . ”honey you’re familiar like my mirror years ago // idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword” <- BANGERRRR I CRIED . i am thinking many knight sugu thoughts ngl…. “i slithered here from eden just to sit outside your door” THINKING MORE SUGU THOUGHTS but specifically cult leader sugu …. aughhh 😔😔

angel of small death & the codeine scene……… tell me why this one made me so insane . such a tasty title and instrumental and lyrics i’m just????? i feel this way abt all of these but this one is so sugucoded too 😭 “freshly disowned in some frozen devotion”…. that’s our guy <333

EAT YOUR YOUNG IS SO CRAZY GOOD OUGHH….. i love love loveeee the “seven new ways that you can eat your young” part 😵‍💫😵‍💫 soso addicting. the lyrics are great and his voice is just soooo……. i don’t even know . i’m a little obsessed . “it’s quicker and easier to eat your young”…….. hhhhhhhhHH very sugucoded too ofc . any mention of eating is automatically a sugu reference 🙏

movement is super catchy !!!!! kinda relaxing too…… very soft. i rlly like the chorus :33 gives me waltz vibes…… kinda haunting…….

all things end + through me are soso pretty!!!! goshhhh his voice is nice……. i love the final part of all things end!!! w the synchronized clapping!!!!! so good …. and the lyrics for through me are so tasty . “with each grave, i think of loss // and i can only think of you // and i couldn’t measure it”…….. nomnom

ohhhhhh who we are is so beautiful :(((( his voice sounds so tender ….. i def get the sugu vibes here too!!!!! the feeling of something important slipping through your fingers …. “this phantom life, it sharpens like an image // but it sharpens like a knife” 😵‍💫😵‍💫 vert tasty . very sugu.

I’VE HEARD BLOOD UPON THE SNOW BEFORE BC OF RAGNAROK….. godddd it’s so. chillingly beautiful. the instrumental scratches my brain just right …… and the LYRICS . “too all things housed in her silence // nature offers a violence”….. “the parent forced to eat its young before i grows”…… it’s very . Raw . i like it a lot :3

AND FINALLY….. almost (sweet music). SO GOOD. i adore this instrumental and vibe so much + the lyrics are obv super pretty….. “i laugh like me again — she laughs like you”…… i love how light this one sounds in comparison to some of the other ones!!! a summer song for sure… a lil bittersweet….. and the chorus is literally SO addicting i can’t stand it……. BUT YES THIS ONE IS SO VERY SUGU. NOE. IM TEARING UP 😭😭 “be still my foolish heart // don’t ruin this on me”…. the idea of sugu thinking this…. maybe an au where he slowly recovers after his almost-defection….. or a childhood friends to lovers au…… i dunno. but my brain is spinning. i love him :(((((((

PHEWWW THOSE WERE GOOD . i love his voice sm….. i think my favs out of these options are too sweet, almost (sweet song), from eden and maybeeee angel of sweet death/eat your young…. but they were all super catchy :’3 thank you sm for these recs noe… sugu has invaded my brain

[katakosmos]

irene! pls share some crumbs of how you see lily…shes fav always and forever, and i’m dying to see how other people see her!!! (bonus: ops on bartylily 👀)

hi beth 😈 lily is actually one of my favorite characters (second only to barty, ugh) and she's my precious wife, i love her.

so... lily in my head is the kind of girl who does everything perfectly. she's super studious, has high grades, but at the same time she's also good at sports, does a lot of extracurricular activities, goes out with friends, and her time seems to never end. she has 36h days.

she's also popular, the whole school knows her, cause she's nice, kind and friendly (and, well, she's friend with the marauders, who certainly don't go unnoticed). this also means everyone has something to tell or ask her, and she's constantly at the center of attention all day (she hates it), but as a prefect and then head girl is her duty to help those in difficulty. she's like that girl you run to to revise before a test, and who you turn to in math when you don't understand what the teacher is saying. she's that important.

(+ since i'm rewatching my hero academia, i think lily is very similar to ochaco uraraka: while all her classmates want to become heroes for noble ideals, she wants to do it for the money, so she can help her family and go on vacation to hawaii. i mean, lily is a girl with very clear and concrete goals, and she does everything to achieve them).

but even though lily's cute and sweet, it's better not to get in her way. in fact, when she meets barty for the first time, she plans to destroy him (my girl is canonically excellent in charms). she heard from mcgonagall that a student a year younger than her managed to get all 12 owls, so she expects him to be a pimply kid with glasses, a nerd... but instead barty is a dried up emo who stinks of smoke and definitely needs to put more deodorant on.

and well, barty hates lily because he was her biggest admirer (she punched a guy – james – in the hallway one day), but then she didn't say hello to him on a monday morning at 7am (barty says she ignored him, but she really didn't see him) and so he decided to get revenge. lily, whose initial goal was to humiliate barty, becomes his "friend", but she realizes (with a lot of anger) that he's actually a very smart boy. she isn't exactly sweet in the way she treats him – like, she makes him carry her books between classes – but he likes it a little too much.

he worships her like a goddess and so lily thinks "why not?"

she breakes up with him at the end of sixth year. barty looks at her and just says "alright. cool", but then when he gets back to his dorm he cries LMAO.

[tarisilmarwen]

Rebels Rewatch: "The Mystery of Chopper Base"

Spiders. Why did it have to be spiders.

So first off, it's hilarious and adorable that they named it "Chopper Base". Did Chopper claim dibs on the name since he's the one who found it or did they name it after him to be all, "Okay, yeah, you did really good this time." as a nice little way to honor him?

*chants* At-ol-lon, At-ol-lon, At-ol-lon, At-ol-lon. :D

Ahhh haven't heard the mellow variation of the Main Titles theme in a while.

Actually I think this is the same cue that opened "Path of the Jedi" I recognize these little string ditties.

Kanan and Ezra have been sparring in the cargo hold for hours, it's implied, and Sabine has been watching. You can already hear from the modified buzzing that the sabers are in training mode, and Kanan is performing a lot of basic strikes, reminding Ezra of the fundamentals maybe?

In light of his internal decision in "Shroud of Darkness" Kanan has apparently resolved to cram in as much last-minute lightsaber practice as possible before they have to go off and possibly confront Vader and the Inquisitors. He's pushing Ezra a little bit hard, and you can hear Ezra's frustration.

Something interesting I notice during this sparring session is that Kanan seems to be particularly focusing on getting Ezra to get out of situations where he's pinned against a wall.

HOO BOY all the little tiny things that wound up being horrible portents of things to come this episode.

"You win by surviving." Kanan already trying to correct Ezra in a "how we choose to fight" fashion.

Ezra's particularly snippy after all that, normally Sabine complimenting him would make him beam and try to say something cute or clever back but here he's just huffy and irritated.

"But since when are you my enemy?" *CRIES IN SIX MONTH GAP BETWEEN SEASON 2 AND SEASON 3 FEELS*

Hera's expression turns somber and downcast (which Sabine notices) riiiiight in time for us to have a fanfareless titlecard.

A very broken-down variation of the "Shenanigans" cue, with precise military-drum percussion accompanying it.

Hera unamused by Kanan's "excited face" lolol.

"So I can expect them to be late all the time then." Lol, yep, sorry AP, you picked a very disorganized scrappy band of underdogs.

Ha ha spoke too soon, Rex. Spoke too soon.

I feel so bad for Dicer, she didn't deserve to be spider chow. :(

Some clever foreshadowing with the dokma crouching under the sensor though.

"Everything you need." "...Except you and Ezra." :((((( Ugh the way Kanan and Hera's thread this episode feels vaguely like a messy divorce/separation in places.

Just because Hera understands and accepts that Kanan and Ezra have to leave to keep the rest of the base safe doesn't mean it doesn't hurt, doesn't make her any less worried and anxious.

Lol Chopper running straight into Ezra while chasing the dokma that got in.

Ah frick this scene.

This whole episode has this melancholy feel of the calm before the storm. Building up an anticipation of major narrative shake-ups, giving us a breather before things get really crazy.

"The deep breath before the plunge", as it were, since I know the nerds working on this show adore the Lord of the Rings films.

It permeates the whole story, infused in every small sad expression, every innocuous line of dialogue that hurts so much more afterwards.

Catch me crying forever about Ezra and Zeb's friendship and how close they've gotten and how sweet it is.

ALSO PLEASE DON'T THINK ABOUT ZEB THINKING BACK TO THIS MOMENT AFTER THE FINALE HAPPENS, WISHING AND HOPING FOR THE DAY WHEN HE CAN KEEP HIS PROMISE TO SWAP WAR STORIES WITH EZRA AND MISSING HIS LITTLE BROTHER TERRIBLY.

Ahhh I see we brought back the Fyrnock cue, once again signaling something dangerous and hungry lurking in the dark.

NOOOOOOOOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE. I DO NOT LIKE THE KRYKNA I DO NOT LIKE THEM.

"Aim for the eyes." Right and it turns out to be actually very hard to hit the eyes so that helps only slightly.

Cheeky Ezra with his lightsaber flashlight lol.

"We've got to get used to not having them around." :((((( No one knew at the time how long Kanan and Ezra were going to be separated from the rest so this hit a lot sadder back then. Still ouch tho.

Sabine so worried about Hera. :(

HA HA LOOK AT THIS BOY HE SEES A STRANGE NEW DANGEROUS CREATURE AND HIS EYES JUST LIGHT UP ALL, "I WILL MAKE IT MY FRIEND! :D"

He's so excited to try and connect with it aww.

Hints to the strained tension between Kanan and Ezra, they immediately fall to bickering once the threat is dealt with.

I... don't even wanna think about what they were going to use Rex for, probably storing him for food after they ate Dicer.

People complained about the fact that shots kept missing the eyes but I appreciate this little bit of realism about shot accuracy. Even trained marksmen will have trouble with a small moving target like that, they won't always hit the eyes every single time first try.

Lightsabers be more effective. :)

See, this is what I'm talking about, Zeb has great clustering, but the eyes are a four-inch round bullet hole on a moving hungry target with long legs.

Ezra's nervous little, "Well, we're safe in here, right?" and Hera's inability to confirm it.

These things even shrug off turret blasts ghgshkjh.

AND Hera's trick with the electrified hull that worked on the Fyrnocks.

The tense situation is fraying Ezra's already raw nerves. Love Sabine rolling her eyes all, "Okay chill for a minute drama queen."

"What am I doing on the ramp?"

Lol Ezra's idea is "Hurl girlfriend at problem to make it go away."

That panic in Kanan and Ezra's faces when they think they've flung her too far. <3

Badass family shot.

Sabine glancing from Hera to Kanan all, "Soooooo either of you gonna talk about the issues? No?"

Sabine sounds so sad here. :(

That palm to her forehead all, "My gosh this idiot." There's this hurt in her eyes and voice when tells Kanan, "[...]you're still walking out... and taking Ezra with you." A very loaded phrase and an interesting one. Sabine's choice of words here, "walking out" feels like a bit of a call forward to her backstory reveal, and also possibly more how she feels about the situation, rather than Hera.

Mayhap there be a niggling negative voice in her head that's saying, You're abandoning me and you're taking away my best friend too.

"We're gonna be okay" wow the layers in that one. We as in him and Hera, relationship-wise, we as in him and Ezra, physical safety-wise.

*SOBS OVER THIS EMBRACE AND "WE'LL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN, I PROMISE."*

Frick they really know how to pull the Harsher In Hindsight on us.

Ezra still trying to connect with the krykna. :(((( That was the one talent he was better at than Kanan, that made Kanan so proud of him just a few episodes ago, and now it doesn't work.

Imperial March sliding into the strings there, as the convor heralds Ahsoka's arrival.

OH.

OH WAIT.

WAIT.

FFFFFFFFFF--WAS THAT DELIBERATE??!!???!

Wide-shot, pan up, Ezra walking towards the camera as the pan drops him out of frame, THAT WAS DELIBERATE WASN'T IT???!!???

ANSWER MEEEEEEE.

Ezra's theme plays haltingly one last time, the last note souring and the ominous Imperial March taking its place.

And boy if my levels of dread had not been sky high before lol.

As I said before, this episode is permeated with a sense of impending change, portents of doom hanging over us. It was very effective at setting the stage for "Twilight of the Apprentice", mentally preparing us for that crowbar piledrive into our kneecaps.

This is NOT filler it is NECESSARY connective tissue between the finale and the rest of the season and I will hear no slander about it.

It's just good writing.

[lawlietscaramels]

I think you and 🍰 have mentioned it before, but I’d love to hear your thoughts about the way the musical portrays L. The concept album was my introduction to Death Note as well, but I feel like the L in the songs is a much more dramatic take on L? Which, y’know, makes sense, since it’s ✨musical theatre✨ and all. Like, “The Game Begins” is SO fun, but we’d never get a monologue like it from L in the manga or anime. Idk, the musical paints a bit of a different image of L to me. Not a bad one at all, just a different one.

-🎲

holy space cows 🎲 anon okay let's go! again answering this before my other asks because it's more me rambling than an actual story

GOOOOOD musical L when I first watched the musical I wanted to pick him up take him out of the screen and squeeze him like a stress ball. honestly I loved (love?) him maybe even more than anime L dhdhhdh

I'll put a break in here because I think I'm gonna say a lot

like. he did so many things like anime L (I've never read the manga so I see that L as "base" L) but also I feel had his own quirks. like how he hopped onto chairs (Teen Angst L did this too but because it was screen not stage it felt different. I've done stage acting before so maybe it's just me but screen doesn't feel as close, I just loooove stage acting, UGH. This was also why it was more dramatic in some places, you have to act for the whole audience but, I'm assuming you didn't see it live, WAIT have you even watched the recorded version?? It's on YouTube it's sooo good the subtitles are great too, you can sing along to the songs. it's in Japanese tho. Anyway my point was going to be, because you're acting for people really far away, your movements will be big and dramatic and you'll notice this if it's recorded up close).

HIS VOICE WAS SO NICE TOO like damn this is a fine ass man. His songs, I agree looking back at them they aren't all things anime L would say, especially not unprompted. But I don't think that it was so far out of character that it was unbelievable, you know? I actually think that though yes, the Game Begins was dramatic, that was just the song and not the tone of it, if that makes sense. I'd say songs like Playing His Game and (I can't remember the name but the one LawLight duet they sing at the college? not the tennis one. UGH I know the Japanese...) Anyway, I'd say those songs are more ooc. Cause I think L sees all of his cases as a game, his job as a game. Like yes he cares about human life but he also only takes on interesting cases. I've heard this is more like his manga version, which is kinda cool that this "headcanon" of mine is "canon."

AHAHA anyway the point I was actually going to make with that paragraph was: in the final song (a little ooc but in some lines very in character) L holds this one "O" note that makes me go WEAK IN THE KNEES and of course Light is singing over it at the same time, sobs. This is in the Japanese version. I prefer that version overall, but I like some of the English songs too, like Playing His Game and Requiem. So if you haven't listened to it YOU SHOULD!! It's on YouTube music, you can search up english song name + death note musical. A lot of them are by "LyricNear" I think. and you can ofc watch the full musical. but aaaa the final song breaks my heart but I have to listen to that goddamn note... you guys... you don't understand.

Uh, the musical did of course take some creative liberties. There was no Matsuda which I will always bring up because it is a crime, MUSICAL REMISA WAS THE BEST, the limited runtime cut plots and explanations (I kind of appreciated the ending, though I cried because I was hoping it would end differently), and I don't think they had a Watari. Actually thinking about that, that's probably the most ooc L thing in the whole movie: being able to take care of himself. (well presumably to some degree considering he's still alive at the start)

But yeah... I love musical L... I don't mind when he's ooc because it only disrupts soft headcanons of mine, not hard ones. I also haven't watched it for a while so I may be misremembering some things, but still. Gosh I really want to hug him... his clothes look so soft.... maybe I'll just steal his voice box/j

[touyafootfetish]

A Bond Between Brothers

Retracing Our Steps: Natsuo

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“And what hurts the most is people can go from people you know to people you don't” - People You Know, Selena Gomez

a/n: my writing for natsuo is far from perfect but I imagine him trying to bond with shouto is a little awkward so bear with me 😭

Even though it’d been a few hours since everything went down, things had yet to settle down in and around the hospital. Walking back from the canteen, he tried desperately not to spill anything as nurses and doctors bumped into him.

They were speeding down the halls, still bringing in the injured that were caught up in the chaos that ensued in Jaku City. It looked like a lot of people weren’t able to evacuate in time. However, the crazy atmosphere of the hospital wasn’t what had Natsuo stopped in his tracks, though.

He’d passed a few people laying on gurneys in the hallways, waiting for available rooms. Their families were with them too, and they were crying. Crying because their loved ones had been injured— crying because they didn’t know if they’d make it or not.

Natsuo had cried like that once. When he heard that Touya had burned up and died on Sekoto Peak, he sobbed into his pillows of the bedroom once belonging to his brother. When he wasn’t at school or hanging out with Fuyumi, he’d sneak into Touya’s old bedroom and talk to himself as if he were talking to his brother. He used to act like he never even left as a way to cope.

When he got a little older though, he stopped doing that. It’s not like he ever got over what happened to Touya, so he wasn’t entirely sure why he stopped.

Instead, like his father, he’d sit in front of the shrine with Touya’s remains. He still liked to talk to him like he always did, even if it was just to a photo. That was the only picture of Touya his father didn’t pack into a box, so he always made sure to sit down with him whenever he came home.

When he really thought about it, Natsuo spent more time talking to a portrait than he did talking to his little brother who was still here. Sad as it was, he just couldn’t find it in him to get over Touya. It’s why he was so shocked when he watched the video live streamed by the villains.

“Sir! Excuse me, you’re blocking the hallway.” A nurse said, placing a hand on his shoulder before pushing past him with yet another gurney in tow.

“...Right, my bad.” he said, though the nurse was already leagues away.

He kept his head down as he walked down the hall. He wasn’t sure at first, but he decided to check up on Shouto before meeting his mom and Fuyumi again. It’s why he picked up some cold soba from the cafeteria before he came up here. It wasn’t anything fancy, but he didn’t want Shouto to starve so it would have to do. His room wasn’t much farther and before he knew it he was standing right outside the door. He could hear voiced coming from inside. They were probably some of Shouto’s classmates.

“Ugh, maybe this was a bad idea,” he murmured, second-guessing even being here. He didn’t want to intrude on his brother and classmates. He could tell they were all worried about him.

Shouto and those two other kids took the brunt of the Liberation Front’s attacks. But before he could even think about turning around and walking away, the door slid open and he was met with a few kids. The one right in front of him was a boy with yellow hair and a black zig-zag down the side.

“You are…” the teen trailed off, waiting for Natsuo to introduce himself.

“Natsuo. Shouto’s brother,” Natsuo answered. He awkwardly presented the food. “I brought him something to eat. Is he up?” he asked.

“Oh, yeah. He’s awake now, we were just visiting.” the blond said. He turned around to look back into the room. “Yo, Todoroki! You’re brother’s here, so we’re gonna bounce!” he said, trying not to shout too loudly. Natsuo peered into the room and met eyes with Shouto for a second before looking back at the group of students leaving the room so they could have some privacy. “Nice to meet you bro,”

“Uh… yeah, you too.” he said, waiting until the group was gone before slipping into Shouto’s room, shutting the door behind him. It wasn’t that he’d never talked to his brother before, but it was still a little weird given the fact they never saw each other growing up. They barely saw each other even now, and Natsuo didn’t know the first thing about Shouto.

“Natsu?” Shouto’s voice was still hoarse from all the burns Touya gave him. “I…” he let out a scratchy cough and brought a hand to his throat. “I thought you were with mom.” he said.

Natsuo just shrugged as he walked more into the room. “I was… then I went to look for some food,” he said through a dry laugh. It wasn’t funny, he was just trying to break the ice. “I got you some soba while I was downstairs though. It’s cold,” He held out the packaged soba for his brother to take. Shouto cleared his throat, but Natsuo noticed that it looked painful. “You don’t need to talk if your throat’s feeling bad. I just wanted to check on you.”

Shouto nodded, taking the food. His hands didn’t hurt nearly as much as they did earlier, but the bandages limited their flexibility and movement. “Oh. Thanks,” he whispered. There was an awkward tension in the air as Shouto struggled to fully take the lid off the soba, but once he got it off Natsuo had offered to help with the chopsticks. “Can I… ask you about Touya? Is that okay?”

It caught Natsuo off-guard. He didn’t think Shouto was going to speak to him, much less ask about Touya— now known as Dabi. Nonetheless, he nodded. He could understand Shouto wanting to know more about their older brother, and it made sense that he would ask him. After all, him and Touya were attached at the hip when they were kids.

“Sure.” he answered, sitting down in the chair beside the bed. “What do you want to know?”

Natsuo shook the thoughts of Dabi from his mind, wanting to keep Touya separate from the maniac villain. He didn’t want to imagine that the brother closest to him had tried to kill him. The thought –though he didn’t show it– hurt him too much to think about. It caused an indescribable pain to swell in his chest. One he thought he’d forgotten long ago. 

Shouto shrugged as he slurped his noodles.

“Anything. What kind of stuff did he like?” he asked. Honestly, that was all he wanted to know. He wanted to get to know Touya vicariously through what his family remembered about him.

“Well…” Natsuo trailed off. “Touya and I used to collect Pokemon cards. We had pretty big collections, but he always got the good cards. He liked to draw, too, which was honestly surprising. They weren’t any good though.” he said, a small smile creeping onto his face. He looked down at his hands and sighed.

It didn’t hurt to think about Touya as much as he thought it would. Talking about him actually felt good in a way. Like a weight was being lifted off his chest or something.

“And there was that one time Touya tried to make breakfast for mom and dad, but he burnt everything. You should’ve seen the looks on their faces when they bit into it. They ate all of it, though. They didn’t want to hurt his feelings.”

“What was his favorite food?” Shouto asked. Natsuo looked up again. “Touya’s favorite, I mean. Do you know what he liked?” he asked. “I’ve been—” Shouto coughed, “Nevermind.”

Natsuo wasn’t sure what to say. Even he didn’t know Touya’s favorite foods growing up. He knew that Touya liked to snack, though, not so much on sweets. He preferred savory snacks like chips as opposed to candies. As much as he wanted to answer Shouto’s question, he couldn’t. “I wish I could tell you,” he says through an exasperated sigh. “I’m sure Fuyumi knows. She did most of the cooking after the housemaid quit.”

The look on Shouto’s face could only be described as disappointed. Natsuo couldn’t help but feel bad, especially since Shouto was the only one who didn’t have any kind of bond with Touya other than blood. He didn’t get to experience a childhood with Touya like him and Fuyumi did. Much like he didn’t get to experience a childhood with Shouto. 

Maybe if he had, things wouldn’t be so awkward between them. Maybe he wouldn’t have to wait fifteen years to find out what his little brother’s favorite meal was.

“You know… uh, well— I’m surprised I even remember this,” Natsuo muttered. Shouto looked up from his noodles to see his brother running a hand through his hair.

“What is it?” Shouto asked.

Dragging his hand to the back of his neck, Natsuo opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it again. He wasn’t sure if he should speak what was on his mind right now. If not for himself, than for Shouto. He wasn’t sure how Shouto might react to hearing it, since he didn’t know his current feelings about Touya at the moment. Hell, Natsuo didn’t even know how to react to it when he first heard it. The words Touya gave him one night when he was barely awake.

“Touya. H–He told me something when we were kids. It was about how he tried to attack you when you were a baby.” Natsuo spoke. “He said that… uh— shit, I don’t remember, I was half-asleep,” he sighed. He brought his eyes to the floor again, already sick of the speckled pattern he’s been walking on all afternoon. “Oh, right. He knew he shouldn’t have been mad at you. He said that he knew it wasn’t your fault. I just— I thought you should know that, I guess.”

For a moment, it was silent. Concerned, Natsuo met Shouto’s gaze only be met with widened eyes and an unsure look contorting his face. He seemed frozen as he processed what he had just heard. For a minute, Natsuo wasn’t sure if he believed him. Or if he even heard him, for that matter, he sat awkwardly in his seat as Shouto continued staring blankly into his soul.

“He said that?” There was a slight waver in Shouto’s voice, but Natsuo didn’t mention it and just nodded. His two-toned brother paused again, running his word over and over through his mind. “Dab– Touya said that…” he finally said, but it didn’t sound like he was asking this time.

“I can’t know for sure what he thinks about you now. But I hope you know that he didn’t always hate you. He’s only trying to kill you to make Endeavor suffer.” Natsuo said. Upon seeing Shouto deadpan, he brought his hands up in surrender. “Uh– not that that’s an excuse or anything! I’m— I–I’m just saying that deep down, maybe he doesn’t hate you as much as you might think! And trust me, for someone who turned out to be a mass murderer… Touya’s a real big crybaby. Don’t let the patchy face scare you off,”

Shouto couldn’t help the small upturn of his mouth as he listened to his brother yammer on. He knew that Touya was still his brother. They were bound by blood, after all. And he knew that fate would bring them back together again, whether they liked it or not.

“Natsuo… thanks. I’m happy you stopped down here. This is nice.”

“Uh– yeah, no problem. You’re welcome, Shouto. If you want… I could tell you more about Touya. He was a real trouble maker in school, I heard. Fuyumi knows all the details, but I heard once he set a toilet on fire,”

Shouto’s eyes blew wide and he suppressed a snicker.

“He did? What did mom and dad think?”

wc: 2k

[inkofamethyst]

February 25, 2024

I met up with my family in NYC this weekend to explore and see Hadestown to celebrate my birthday and it was fantastic. I feel so rejuvenated after the quick jaunt (less than 24 hours in the city!). I'm not really a huge fan of NYC compared to my current city, but I can recognize its beauty and appeal (even though it gives me an awful experience of some sort every time I enter lol). We went to the New York Public Library and it was amazing. I wish we had hours to spend in there rather than minutes, but we had a show to get to.

Hadestown was... I don't really have words to express how much I enjoyed the show. I mean, it broke me, wrecked me, body mind and soul, but I'd see it again in a heartbeat. I'd heard about it from a friend of my dnd-friend way back in 2019 during or after a game of, you guessed it, DnD, and I'd wanted to see it ever since. I knew the story of Orpheus and Eurydice; one of my favorite tumblr posts of all time discusses the varied interpretations of the myth, and I honestly go back and read it once and a while because the story has always always always been beautifully tragic to me. So I knew how it ended (but I hadn't listened to the soundtrack--I'd refused all these years). And yet. I cried silently at intermission, knowing that Orpheus' quest would be in vain. I cried silently as Eurydice slowly dropped at the end. I cried during bows, I cried on the way out of the theater, I cried while expressing to my family how beautiful it all was. Why tell a story you know is doomed over and over and over again? And every single time, we hope they get it right, though we know they never will.

The music was excellent, the storytelling excellent, the actors (named and ensemble (even with just five they sounded so powerful)!!!!!), the choreography, the set design, the musicians, the lighting design (!!! (as a once-former lights person I'm keenly aware of the effect lighting can have on a story and whew they certainly used it))... All phenomenal. There was a choreographed bit in "Wait for me" with the lights swinging on beat and, just, wow. WOWWWWW. All involved should contribute to my next therapy bill lol.

My mother said she never realized I was such a romantic and, frankly, I didn't either. I mean I knew I was a crier. If there's one thing Imma do, it's cry. And cry ugly. But I think I'm drawn to stories about what love makes us do. Stories that show us how love can destroy, but we still do it anyway, again and again. We seek it out. We risk destruction for the chance at being known, truly and fully.* There was a line in act one from Eurydice, something like "All my life I've only held my own, now I just want you to hold me," and that knocked me out.

Y'all I think Hadestown might be my new favorite musical, surpassing Aida after, oh, six years?

I also had my first ever migraine during my trip lol. I'd braided my hair very very tightly, so it was pulling on my scalp, slowly forming a headache. That combined with the plethora of street smells, the greasy ham and pineapple pizza (which was so so so so good though, place called Carve), and two nights in a row of less than six hours of sleep (braiding lol) resulted in headache + nausea and I wanted to die. But it was nothing an Exedrin and some rest couldn't fix.

During my braiding marathon (a week and a half because I was so busy ugh (but they look gorgeous!!!!)) I watched Blue Beatle finally and thought it had a lot of heart. Regret not seeing it in theaters, but I think it came out during a period where I was just tired of it all ("it" being superhero movies). Also watched The Flash and thought it was very compelling. Flashpoint is not an uncommon means of exploration for the character, so I've seen at least a couple iterations of the same story, but I think this version was done quite well. It was interesting, well-paced, had a nice ending, and was a graceful way to get rid of Ben Affleck lol (also loved the old Batman theme <3 (ALSO also love Is She With You because that is a banger every single time)). I think Ezra Miller plays a really endearing Flash, shame he's crazy :/

Also watched a lot of animated movies on Max! I watched Belle (another with some "la-la-la"'s hehe) which was odd in many ways but was also cute and beautiful, compelling and full of heart. Then I did a bit of a Ghibli marathon of movies I'd never seen before: Tales of Earthsea, Princess Mononoke, Nausicaa, Arietty. All beautiful in their own ways. Very unique storytelling, gorgeous art, powerful messages. There are still several I want to see!

I finished Batman Beyond and the ending was dumb anticlimactic lol. The least they could've done was a two-parter that built to something satisfactory. Honestly the epilogue episode in JL (JLU?) was more compelling. Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker was pretty solid though. I think I'm going to give the DCAU a rest now hehe. Gotta catch up on the MCU, frankly. They've got some interesting things coming up...

*ReesaTeesa's "Who tf did I marry" series was something else. That was another thing I watched while braiding. Finished in two days. Was watching while making figures in the office and someone recognized her face lol. Three things. 1. I did not know a person could be tortured in the way that she was. What happened to her was awful, and it was only because she put herself in the vulnerable position of seeking love. 2. I can't say I fear a pathological liar specifically, but one of my romantic fears is wanting someone's affection so badly that I overlook red flags. Wouldn't be the first time. 3. I know how the internet works, so I shouldn't be surprised, but imo finding her ex's facebook and flaunting it in her comments was a breach of the social contract between ReesaTeesa and her audience, and it should not have been done. She does not want to be associated with that man. I fear for her peace and hope that he does not attempt to make a single penny off her. Was I curious too? Yes. But a person's privacy is more important than my curiosity, always.

Today I'm thankful for the time I got to spend with my family. I'm so thankful to have a family I enjoy spending time with. Teared up while saying goodbye :') We're considering making this a yearly thing while I'm in school here. That would be lovely. Also thankful that things are looking up for my sister, it's been a rough school year so far, but things are shifting toward the positive rapidly! Lastly, lowkey thankful that the subway was out of order today on my way back to my apartment. Forced me to take a shuttle which drove through parts of the city I'd not been to yet. Excited for spring and summer treks there, though!

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a story as endless as the ocean

the lightning thief

0.5 first impressions

warnings : none ( if there are any i need to add please lmk ! )

word count : 2.9k

0.5 I Wake Up Feeling Like Setting Fire to Rain and Watching it Pour as I Touch Your Face

I had many dreams, most of which were nightmares that I couldn't wake up from. A lot of laughing coming from a pit and then the feeling of a force trying to push me in, but during those dreams, I'd fight back and then wake up super disoriented. 

I knew I woke up many times, but it was never for long. The longest I'd stayed up was a few seconds, during which I'd only managed to check my head. Luckily, it didn't have any blood gushing out of it anymore, but it also didn't have stitches, so it confused me. A chuckle distracted me and as soon as I realized that it was the dude who'd caught me, I passed out again.

Most of the other times I woke up I'd hear things, but none of what I heard made sense. Mr. Brunner was there a few times and the blond guy was almost always there, too. 

Another time I woke up, the blond guy was feeding me something that tasted like chocolate-covered strawberries; specifically, ones that came from a bakery close to my apartment. I always got them whenever I passed by and had the time. The owner was an older Mexican lady who enjoyed my acting and tried to give me treats for free. I never let her.

"Hey there, Angel," he smirked beside me. "I love getting to see those pretty eyes of yours, but I'm not too sure you're ready to get up yet."

"I— what?" I managed to mumble. "Where's... ugh."

"Sh, pretty girl... you don't have to get up yet," he assured me, and then put the spoon in my mouth. I didn't try very hard to keep myself from falling asleep again. 

Another time I woke up the first thing I heard was arguing. 

"But Chiron! I know something's going on! I want to know. The gods are mad about something and I want to know why!" a girl cried. 

"Annabeth." I recognized that name. Mr. Brunner had said it last night. "I know you want to know what's going on. You mentioned it enough times, I just can't. You will find out when everyone in camp does. And that won't be until the time is right."

"Just drop it, Beth. He's not going to give in," the blond guy said. 

The girl, Annabeth, huffed and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I didn't hear if Mr. Brunner and the blond guy said anything else because I fell asleep again. 

After what seemed like too many times of waking up and passing out right back after, I woke up for good. I wasn't in the soft bed like before. Now I was sitting in a chair outside on the deck that I'd collapsed on. A girl walked out of the door and I turned my attention to her. 

"Hey, uh—" I croaked and her gasp interrupted me. 

"Allie's awake," she called into the house. As a thumping sound came from inside, I took a few moments to familiarize myself with my surroundings. 

There was nothing weird about it, but it felt unnatural. I was used to big cities and skyscrapers. This was the exact opposite. There wasn't a single building in my line of sight that was bigger than three floors and most of the surrounding area was either forests or hilly meadows. I saw a strawberry field close by, which is probably why the breeze smelled of freshly grown strawberries.

A blanket covered my legs and in the summer heat I felt like I was suffocating, so I shook it off of me. My mouth felt super dry and just saying 'hey' had been a lot of work. 

Gover came shooting out of the house and only stopped once he saw me. 

"Allie!" he bleated. He was still the goat boy from the night before. I let my head fall into my head to rub away a quickly forming headache. "You're awake!"

"Unfortunately," I replied dryly. "Ugh, my head hurts."

"Here," the girl said and brought a glass of what looked like apple juice to me. "Drink this. It'll make you feel better."

I took it from her and would've chugged the drink in one go, but the taste threw me off. It didn't taste bad, but it didn't taste like the apple juice I was expecting. It tasted exactly like my mom's blue chocolate chip cookies, right when they came out of the oven. It made me feel better almost instantly. I finally looked at Grover and noticed he had my suitcase in one hand and a shoebox in the other. 

"What in the box," I asked as I nodded towards it. His shoulders sagged.

"Do you remember anything from a few nights ago?" He asked.

"Woah, back up, back up," I said, shocked. "What do you mean a few nights ago? How long was I out?"

"Three days, give or take. Do you remember anything?" 

My hand involuntarily shot to the back of my skull. "Yeah, I remember everything. My mom's really... gone, isn't she?" 

If it was possible, his shoulders sagged even more. I felt like doing the same.

"I'm so sorry, Allie. I... you dropped this when you passed out. After you saved my life, I felt like I should be the one to give it to you." He handed me the box and curled in on himself as if he was ashamed. 

Inside the box was the minotaur's horn. I ran my finger along the jagged edge of it, almost wishing it were sharp enough to break skin, just so I knew I could still feel pain. I forced myself to divert my attention away from it. 

"It's not your fault. " I took in a deep breath, held it for a second, and then let it out. "Please, don't blame yourself."

My blood ran cold, even as I said it. I looked back at the meadow and decided nothing should look beautiful anymore; my mother was gone. The only light in my God-forsaken life. I wasn't going to go back to Gabe, I knew that. I had enough money to buy myself my own house, so I didn't have to worry about that. Then my blood ran cold for a different reason. 

"My phone. It has my ID and cards and some extra money in the case, plus practically my entire life. Where is it?" I demanded, shooting to my feet. It was a bad idea, considering I was still pretty weak, but I felt like I had bigger problems at that moment. 

"Allie, calm down! It's with Danny. He's making sure everything in it is fine. After Pasiphae's son attacked you, he's worried something's wrong with it."

I blinked at him. "Danny? Danny as in my manager Danny, or some rando dude named Danny?"

He gave me a confused look. "Your manager Danny, obviously. Why would I give—"

I cut him off, "He's here? I wanna talk to him. Where is he?"

"Woah, there," the girl finally butted in. "Chiron wants to talk to you first. You can talk to Danny after that." I rolled my eyes but caved anyway. "I'm Silena Beauregard, by the way."

"Allie Jackson." 

She smiled and nodded as if to tell me she already knew that, then led us away.

The porch wrapped all the way around the farmhouse. I'd unlocked my suitcase and shoved the shoebox into the last remaining space it had. I almost didn't want to let it go, but I had places to be and the quicker I could talk to Danny, the quicker I'd get all the answers I wanted. Danny knew better than to lie to me, we'd both learned that the hard way. 

From the directions, we had to be somewhere along the very edge of Long Island Sound. I knew we'd been heading away from Manhattan, but I wasn't completely sure where we ended up. It was somewhere along the coast— the ocean on the other side of the camp was enough to tell me that. 

The landscape was dotted with buildings that looked like ancient Greek architecture— an open-air pavilion, an amphitheater, a circular arena— except that they all looked brand new, their white marble columns sparkling in the sun. In a nearby sandpit, a dozen high school-aged kids and satyrs played volleyball. Canoes glided across a small lake. Kids in bright orange T-shirts like Grover and Silena's were chasing each other around a cluster of cabins nestled in the woods. Some shot targets at an archery range. Others rode horses down a wooded trail.

Down at the end of the porch, two men sat across from each other at a card table. The blond-haired guy I'd been seeing a lot of was leaning against the railings on the other side of the two men.

The man facing me was small, but porky. He had a red nose, big watery eyes, and curly hair so black it was almost purple. He looked like those paintings of cherubs. One who'd turned middle-aged in a trailer park. He wore a tiger pattern Hawaiian shirt, and he would've fit right in at one of Gabe's poker parties, except I knew he would've been able to win every round that he played against Gabe and his buddies. 

The two looked up at the sound of our footsteps and the wheels of my suitcase. 

"That's Mr. D, by the way," Grover said, nodding towards the gambler looking dude. "He's the camp director. Be polite, no matter how hard you have to bite your tongue, which, knowing you, will be a lot."

I gave him a little bit of side-eye, but didn't otherwise argue. 

"That's Luke," Silena interrupted, nodding towards the blond dude. "He's like a month or two older than you. He's just a camper, but he's been here longer than most of the demigods here. And, of course, you already know Chiron."

At the mention of his name, the man himself turned around and I had to force myself not to say 'Mr. Brunner.' 

"Allie! Wonderful. I was wondering when you'd be healthy enough to finally join us. Come sit, we have a few things to discuss. Silena, my dear, you may take your leave. You have archery right about now, do you not?"

He pulled out the chair closest to him and I sat without saying a word, while Silena ran off deeper into the camp. Grover sat down in a chair across from me and he started shaking like he did when he got scared.

I studied the two of them before 'Mr. D' spoke up. "Oh, I suppose I must say it. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. There. Now don't expect me to be glad to see you." 

I tilted my head and turned my gaze towards him. My lips tilted to a half-smile. I remembered figuring a few things out the night before— or rather, a few nights before— but it wasn't until this very second that everything clicked. Greek Mythology wasn't exactly mythology. My mind was running at the speed of light, putting every piece of the puzzle where it needed to be. 

As shocked as I should've been, I wasn't surprised. Finally, every crazy thing that'd occurred in my life made sense. And if Greek Mythology was real... the man in front of me was...

"Thank you, Lord Dionysus," I said, raising my chin. 

He gave me a shocked look and I didn't have to look at any of the others to know they had the same look on their faces. 

"Not bad, brat. If you're anything like the mortal world makes you out to be, I might be able to tolerate you. At least you have respect. Keep it that way and I might not turn you into a dolphin."

Chiron cleared his throat. "Anything you wish to tell me, Allie?" 

I smiled, glad my thoughts had taken me in the correct direction. "I'm seventeen, not stupid. There are a few things I can figure out with a couple of context clues. And, I've had quite a few given to me. For starters, the minotaur is a real thing. I guess that'd be clue number one. Then Grover's a satyr, clue number two. Your name is Chiron, which means you are more than likely hiding a horse body in that wheelchair... somehow? That's kinda weird, I don't wanna think about that. Anyways, as I was going in and out of consciousness, I heard the word 'gods' thrown around quite a lot." I paused. "Let's see, what else... Ah, when we were getting here, Grover mentioned Hades, which means Greek mythology would have to be real. As for Mr. D... I guess he just... gives off the kind of vibe you'd get from the Lord of wine. He looks like he could out gamble anyone. Plus, Grover looks terrified of him and aren't satyrs servants of Dionysus in the myths? He isn't drinking wine, though, which is kind of weird. But... yeah. I'm assuming you weren't expecting me to know all that?"

"I wasn't, but that makes many things much easier. I guess I did my job well if you retained all of that information."

I shrugged. "I guess."

"And you know that you've defeated the Minotaur? Which, by the way, is no easy feat."

"Uh-huh."

"So you should also know, you are a child of one of the gods. Remember when I taught you the gods would run around having affairs with mortals while Ancient Greece was in power? They never stopped having affairs, no matter where the west moved. Sometimes it was in Rome, sometimes in Britain, and it has settled in America for now. The children around you are children of the gods and you yourself are one, too. I'm not sure exactly who your father is, but that would be why you only had your mother while you were growing up."

"I'm running late," Mr. D suddenly sighed heavily, as if the last thing he wanted to do was leave. "You'll do well to keep names to yourself, Angie Jameson. They have power. Wouldn't want to summon someone just by speaking their name, would you? I'm off." 

In a split second, he was there and then he wasn't, leaving behind a strong smell of grapes where he'd once been. 

"You know, I'm shocked," the blond dude, Luke, said, walking towards the table. "Mr. D actually congratulated you on surviving. And complimented you. I don't think he's ever done that before. You are one impressive gal, Angel."

"Oh, yeah? Just—" I started, but was cut off. 

"The orientation video will be insufficient, seeing as you already know most of the basics," Chiron butted in, probably knowing my personality and not wanting it fully out there just yet. "Luke, would you mind showing Allie around the camp? Grover, you have a meeting with the council to attend, don't you? Allie, you'll be settling in Cabin 11, for now. Luke, you'll make sure she gets moved in?" 

There were two sets of nods and I found myself getting taken around the camp while Chiron and Grover set off in their desired directions. 

"You know, the name I go by is already technically a nickname. You don't need to give me another one," I told Luke as we walked. 

He turned to me, giving me a smirk. "I don't know, I think Angel is pretty fitting, do you not, Angel?" 

I shook my head. "I think you're reaching."

"Well, I disagree. So, it seems we're at an impasse," he replied. "Looks like I'll just have to keep calling you that, then." 

"Wonderful," I muttered. 

He let out a genuine laugh and started walking, waving for me to follow as he did. "C'mon. You can put your stuff down and then I can give you an actual tour. Cabin 11, by the way, is Hermes' cabin. I'm the head counselor for it."

"I thought Chiron didn't know who my father was? Why assign me to the Hermes cabin if I'm not claimed." 

Luke flinched and I knew I asked a touchy question. "Hermes is the god of travelers, right?" He waited for my nod before continuing. "He isn't picky about who stays in his cabin, so all undetermined start off there."

"Okay... that makes sense... not really, but I understand, kind of." I felt like asking a few more questions, but Luke already seemed worn out as it was, so I didn't press on the matter. "Hey, so is there any chance I'll be able to see Danny any time on this tour? I kind of need to talk to him." 

Luke nodded and seemed thankful for the subject change. "Sure thing, Angel," he replied. "But first, let's get your stuff put down so you aren't dragging it around everywhere. Then we'll start getting you familiarized, though I don't think it'll take the others very long to recognize you."

He gave me a pointed look and I understood what he was implying. 

"So you do know who I am," I said, almost dejected. "I couldn't quite tell."

He gave me a charming smile. "Don't you worry your pretty head, Angel. You'll fit right in, I'm sure." He slung an arm around my shoulders and led me. "Come on, let's get this tour started."

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