#i didnt start crying until that moment right then and then i couldnt stop

[minijenn]

Ok but no fuckin lies Link carrying Zelda out of the water at the end of ToTK is singlehandedly The Zelink Vibes Ever 

[yawnjunn]

:*:✼ TXT attending your concert ✼*･ﾟ

Woahh its been a while huh...got super busy with life, just failed my physics exam 😜✌️ and now im on my school break, i decided to write this post bcs im SUPERRR bored rn but anyways

╰┈➤ idol!ot5! txt x idol!gn!reader

╰┈➤ no warnings, just fluff

╰┈➤ quick guide : y/n = your name, y/g/n = your group's name, y/f/n = your fandom's name

yeonjun(연준) :

☆ This man isnt afraid to attend your concert WITHOUT covering his face, yk how some artists covered their face and attend their friend's concert? yeah...not yj tho

☆ He might only bring a lightstick, not those extra banners or signs or whatever

☆ The only reason why he only brought a lightstick was bcs, he treats your concert like its his monthly/weekly routine

☆ Youre having a 2 day concert in seoul? You know damn right he'll be there despite his busy schedule

☆ Having a concert in japan? Finds a way to get to japan just to attend your concert

☆ so thats why he didnt feel like the need to bring extras cs in the end, yk hes gonna attend anyways

☆ but that didnt stop fans from screaming whenever they saw yeonjun

☆ he'd probably try to make a conversation with your fans while waiting for you to perform with your group

☆ "so how long have you stan y/g/n ?"

☆ "im a y/n biased, and you?"

☆ when you came on stage and during the breaks between performing, you called out yeonjun

☆ "yeonjun i know youre here somewhere, cameraman pls find yeonjun and point the camera at him"

☆ and when the camera is on him, hes smiling brightly and covered his shy face after getting those cheers from your fans

☆ you'd probably ask him to dance to one of your songs

☆ "yeonjun dance this song for me pls" then hes like shaking his head and all, refusing

☆ but the moment the music started, he danced so well that he literally became the hot topic of your group's show

soobin(수빈) :

☆ well soobin however, he'll come 2 hours early before your concert starts

☆ the reason he came early was because he was excited to give out his handmade freebies

☆ the night before, soobin had asked if he could hand out some freebies to your concert and you found this soooo cute that you told all your fans to find soobin for freebies

☆ he may be a little bit biased but all his freebies are just you.

☆ you wonder, what did he made? well...he made a banner, your photocard that he printed himself using his company's printer, candies of your fav and pastries that he had bake

☆ believe me or not, he woke up as early as 4 am just to make cute little pastries as your concert take place in morning

☆ he believed your fans wouldnt get breakfast, so he baked the pastries for them 😭

☆ as soon as your concert starts, he whipped out his phone so fast and record it and whenever you came on screen, hes like "wahhh theyre so pretty"

☆ when you start singing, he starts crying???? hes way too proud of you that he starts crying and vent to his friends sitting next to him

☆ "you know how hard my baby worked? im so proud of them, i remember them crying every night to me because of training and now look at them, theyre on stage now"

☆ his friend sitting beside him was like, soobin are u okay??? are u drunk?? but either way, his friend can only smile and nod while listening to soobin rant

beomgyu(범규) :

☆ idc what anyone says but this man will be fighting for a front row ticket

☆ literally camps outside the venue like..literally

☆ you had offered him to enter the venue earlier than anyone before the show starts

☆ but he refused this bcs he wants to get them freebies from your fans 😭 instead of giving them out, he wants the freebies himself

☆ goes from fan to fan, if he sees a fan handing out freebies? he'll be speed walking, another fan giving out freebies too? he'll be speed walking

☆ receives the freebies until it couldnt fit in his little bag that he brought with him

☆ as soon as the security lets everyone inside, he'll be running just to get close to the barricade

☆ since hes an idol, i know its ridiculous but he'll be surrounded by 2 of his protocol team 😭

☆ even though he had brought his 2 protocol teammates, he'd somehow make them enjoy your concert too

☆ like when your group tells the fans to jump, beomgyu would convinced his protocol buddies to jump aswell

☆ you spot beomgyu in the crowds and he'd wave you like crazy, like a fan boy 😭 ...does beomgyu knows that youre his lover???? 😭😭😭

☆ but anyways, he'll go on weverse and post the concert pics and take a photo of the freebies he received

☆ "what an amazing night, they look so beautiful tonight and thank you to y/f/n for giving out the freebies, i'll be keeping it forever"

taehyun(태현) :

☆ this man is quite lowkey but he is a hardcore stan of yours

☆ hes a bit dissappointed when he founds out that he wasnt the first one to arrive at the venue, he was like "2 hours before the concert starts, and theres alot of people waiting..." poor him, he thought he was the first 😭

☆ he'd show up with his mask on and a cap as he didnt want the fans to know he came to see you

☆ but that kinda failed as your fans started to notice his famous boba eyes in the crowds

☆ this made him open his mask, since theres no point in using it 😭

☆ as soon as y/g/n performs, yk damn well he'd be taking tons of videos

☆ he'd sing along to your songs and dance to some of it

☆ he memorised the fanchant too !!!

☆ bro got jealous when he sees y/f/n got the banners like...ugh he wants one too????

☆ he was like "see i knew i shouldnt have brought lightstick only"

☆ politely asks y/f/n for some extra banners

☆ believe me or not, he'd use those digital text on his phone that says, "y/n please notice me"

☆ luckily you noticed this and blew him a kiss and in return, he gave you a big heart which made you giggle on stage which also made y/f/n cheer louder

hueningkai(휴닝카이) :

☆ you think hes gonna go alone to your concert? nope

☆ he'll invite everyone he knows, his members, his family, his staffs. literally everyone to show how talented you are

☆ as much as you would love your boyfriend to bring in alot of people, apparently it has limits

☆ so in the end, he only brought his 2 sisters, lea and hiyyih

☆ dont worry, he paid for their tickets lmao

☆ LOVES receiving freebies from y/f/n

☆ when lea or hiyyih got your photocard from the freebies, he'd say smthn like "can i have that..?"

☆ not only he likes receiving freebies but hes also a merch buyer. sees a cute wristband for the lightstick? he'll buy. a cute shirt? he'll buy. a batch with your face on it? he'll buy.

☆ he'll buy everything that has your name or your face on it, until lea told him to stop unless he wants his bank account balance to be $0

☆ he'll do anything to get noticed by you, even tho he knows youre his lover

☆ before the concert, he texted, 'i'll be on the middle row, 3rd line from the front!!'

☆ but he decided to go extra as he thought you'd forget to see him so yk what he did? he brought glowing light sticks with him to make him more noticable 😭😭

☆ when you noticed him, you gave him a heart and him being a fanboy of yours, he started giggling and bragged to his sisters, "did you see that? they definitely gave that heart to me"

☆ after the concert ends, he'd ask one of his sisters to take photos of him doing cute poses whenever youre on screen, like him doing a big heart whenever you show up on the screen

☆ fans found this cute as they started uploading his leaked pictures doing those poses

☆ people may or may not label you guys as the couple of the year 🤭

[sourgreenlupin]

@wolfstarmicrofic Chocolate | word count: 544

every week without fail sirius received a letter from walburga. every week without fail remus watched the color drain from his friends face, and the unshed tears form in his eyes, and every week without fail sirius snuck his way across the dorm into remus’ bed.

remus just opened his arms and let sirius cry until he fell asleep. or on particularly bad weeks they’d sit on the window sill and wordlessly share a cigarette.

sometimes sirius would talk until his lungs collapsed and he couldnt find the energy to form words or tears. and sometimes they just laid in remus’ bed, sirius curled into the others chest, fists wrapped in his shirt, muttering to anyone listening, ‘whywhywhywhy’.

it started in first year, after the sorting ceremony. the furious letter sent to sirius berating him for being sorted into the ‘wrong house’.

that night, remus heard heaving breaths from across the dorm. so he nervously crept his way to the nearly stranger’s bed, ‘sirius?’

‘leave me alone remus. it’s none of your business.’ it was fair that he was sharp with him, they didn’t know each other apart from the train ride.

‘i know. just,’ remus gathered his courage and pulled the curtain open, a red faced, sniffling sirius glared at him with everything left in him, ‘just take this.’

sirius collected himself as best he could, ‘is that-?’

‘chocolate. it always makes me feel better.’ remus shuffled his feet, and tried his best to shoot a reassuring smile at the distraught boy.

‘thank you remus. i- that’s really nice of you.’

‘yeah! yeah- no problem. uhm. if you need anything, i’m- well, i’m right across the room.’ remus pulled the curtain back closed and left sirius staring at his newly found chocolate.

sirius decided then that remus was a good friend to have. every week after that, remus would bring chocolate over to the others bed, and hand it off without a word, just the friendliest smile he could manage.

then sirius started beating remus to it. he’d leave the curtain opened for him, anticipating the kind act.

on the first particularly bad one, remus went to hand over the chocolate and he felt a desperate hand grip at his wrist. alarmed, he looked up to see sirius with tear stains down his face and a soaked shirt collar.

‘please. stay?’

and so remus stayed. he sat on the edge of the bed, not knowing how to handle this.

‘i dont want to talk. i just want you here.’

and remus felt important. his only purpose in that moment was to be there for sirius. and he could do that.

and sirius felt loved. remus didnt fight him for even a second. he just sat down. completely willing to give up sleep to sit with the sobbing boy.

after that week, remus stayed frequently. sirius didnt even have to ask after a while. and eventually it evolved into remus holding sirius. lanky arms wrapped around the smaller boy. and then remus stopped leaving in the middle of the night.

then sirius started initiating it. he’d stop even going to his own bed, and go straight to remus’.

somewhere along the way, remus became sirius’ sense of comfort. and chocolate became his favorite food.

[cherrygummi]

i havent read a ton of post s2 fics because frankly i dont really care for the take a lot of ppl seem to have where they think crowley is just gonna be super pissed? and yell at aziraphale the whole time when he sees him again?

like, yeah hes angry when they have their fight but i dont necessarily think hes angry AT aziraphale i think hes angry at heaven, and terrified of the concept of az going back to them

i cant find the post at the moment but someone analyzed the kiss and noted that they think crowley does it not only as a desperate last attempt to make az reconsider but as a sort of “oh shit i think i went too far” thing because az doesnt start to cry until the moment before that kiss and i think i believe that, i also believe that any anger he had dissipates because he just looks tired when he says “dont bother” and leaves the bookshop

and then he STAYS! he fucking stays! because he loves him! nothing could ever make crowley stop loving him! he turns it off but he lets the bentley play their song for the exact amount of time they fucking kissed!

hes heartbroken because he think hes lost aziraphale to heaven forever, he couldnt save him. he wouldnt ever scream at his angel until he cries

we watched this same demon look as terrified as we’ve ever seen him, like he wants to throw up and pass out, trembling like a leaf during a magic trick that if it went wrong would only mildly inconvenience aziraphale while he did the paperwork to get a new body. he does not ever want to hurt him! all they both want is for each other to be safe!

and i think they will fight about that again because it needs to be said! they both have made choices and withheld information in that regard that were of the best intentions but didnt help! they are both utterly terrified of being without the other, they love each other so desperately

it just really feels like people want aziraphale to be “punished” for making the choices that he did, despite those choices being completely in line with his character. both him and crowley were right and wrong in that fight

[lotusran1]

Virtual Reality

finally İzuku became the #1 hero.like his childhood dream like all might.

he was helping everyone showing the light to the villians everything was perfect.

his father always helped him. after rescuing shigaraki from all for one , he came back.

but there is always that he didnt expect to happen

first there was the sound of a glass breaking then ı banged my head .shock is still in my mind when ı opened my eyes.

“where am I?!”

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ı took off the medicine mask from my mouth when ı looked around, the room was dark, the green color illuminated the room a little.the air was so thin it made me cough.

İzuku realized at that moment was that his arms and all his hardwork is gone.

Alarms go off everthing flashes red. he panicked . his heart are moving with alarms. he was choking on his choughs.

he could hear so many foot steps.

I closed my eyes.someone took me in their arms.

“dont run away my bunny.”the voice was so soft and deep.

“ dont be afraid you eill be fine now, daddy is got you”a hand started drawing a circle on my back.

“dad?”

I slowly opened my eyes and saw my fathers face softened with worry.

“yes ducky.” he started caressing my head.

“why am ı here and what hapened to my arm-“ı looked at him scarred.

“hush little one… Im sorry about what hapened to you.ı couldnt stop it”he frowned.

its like the moment my mom found out ı was quirkless.

Tears were threatening to fall from my eyes.

a hand wiped my tears as they fall”dont cry bunny.its all over, dad is here to take care of you.”

he started rocking me back and forth slowly at the same time.

my stomach growled. I was so ashamed.I had ignored it until now.

“hmm.. you look hungry. would you like something to eat?”he chuckled.

When a nice smell hit my nose,I immediately looked up.

Katsudon!

he started to feed me. “did you like it?”

“taste… good”I spoke with my mouth full.

when ı looked up he looked very happy.

By the time ı finished eating I was feeling better…. and sleepy.A yawn escaped my mouth.

“ you must be tired little one.”he chuckled.”lets tuck you in bed.”

I leaned against my fathers chest as he took me to bed.I could hear his heartbeat. I soon fell asleep.

—————————•—————————

His son looked so peaceful while he was sleeping. The sleeping pill had taken effect thankfully.

He always wanted to feel this moment.ı felt the void in my heart was starting to fill again. A void he couldnt fill since his brother and son died.

he felt peacefull while caressing his hair.

He would never let him die again.

Even though he dont want to.

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“Why do you treat me like a baby?”

“hmm, why did you think that?”He brought another piece of food closer to my mouth.

I swallow it fast “Whenever you’re around me you look at me like ım a baby”I frowned.

“because I love you more than you can think of besides ı missed you”He smiled.

My father wiped out my mouth with a napkin.

His phone started ringing.

“I will be right back.”He left before ı can say anything to him.

When he came back his face remained neutral.

“Ducky,do you want to came to your dad’s job?”

There wasnt much to do around here so I accepted.

He picked me up “ So let’s clean you up ducky.”

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He sat me on his lap and started playing with my hair.

“ I love you hair. I used to keep it a bit long too but its easier this way.” He sighed.

“ I dont usually bother taming my curls.”I said as I leaned into his hand.

“sensei” Long black hair waving as he approached.

“did you bring the others?”My dad asked.

“Yes. They are here.”

then his eyes fell on me.

“Im İzuku”I said.

I saw strange emotions pass over his face.

“I take my leave.” He left quickly.

İt was like something about me bothered him.

My dad held one side of my face.” Dont worry,Tenko usually stays at such a distance.”

I started to feel uncomfortable when other people came in.I run away quickly.

“İzuku!”

I could feel my dad looking after me with concern.

While I was looking around something caught my eye.

It was very dark.When I turned and cablesran through the graund.They say curiosity kills cat.I quickly went in.

I gasped when I saw brains and black skins.

That can’t be happening right now, right?

His dad created nomu’s.He had always ignored his da- no all for one’s suspicious behavior.He acted so foolish.

Now he would either escape or act like nothing happened.But İzuku can’t do this anymore.

he saw a table at the distance.

Unfortunately nothing was able to used with this arms.Than he saw the photo of him sleeping on the edge of the table.

I hit a tank when I tried to run away quickly.

“kacchan?!”I screamed in shock.

All of my friends in there.

“ ah, bunny. did you see something you shouldn’t have found?”devil smirked.

I opened my eyes with fear.

“what did you do to them?!”I yelled at him.

“My, my… now, hush little one.”He caught me.”I was going to let you play with them when they are ready”He started caressing my hair.

“Now ducky, you look scared “He speaks again eith hsi gentle voice.”sleep of the edge of dreams.”

As my vision faded I could feel his grin.

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its my first fic and ım sorry if its cringe��

[f3lkloretales]

day one of blogging (17/03/2024 but past midnight on 18th already)

what a great start. it seems i have started this on the right day? lol

first things first, day one of blogging does not mean i will be going at it everyday because i know myself, commitment is difficult

you know who else has difficulties with committing? my ex, anyways.

im doing this because writing everything out is always relieving to me, especially in a public space bcs i have the sense someone will see it and find it comforting or just be like ‘well, fuck.’

it’ll also be a good overview of my emotions/things that happen bcs i have no short term memory anymore + will help bpd/therapy which is the biggest goal

chile if you know me irl you don’t, but if you do yes i am always healing and still dealing with my ex somehow lol

special shoutout to bella for helping me get through the initial shock phase <3

the day started off really shit. my mouse broke which meant i couldnt edit or just be on my pc, for me thats a disaster on another scale. my family kept bothering me and im pretty sure i was having an anger outburst which ngl understandable

i think i spent a good time walking passively agressively around the house softly crying because i was so frustrated with everything/everyone

then i did get saved by a mouse which instantly made me have faith in humanity again (small splitting happened there i think)

last night i had the idea of making a ‘carrd’ to have a fun overview of me as a person for twitter because twitter has really been my happy place tho i think im taking that back after today lmao

so i spent most of the morning looking for templates and contemplating buying pro lite (9 dollars for a year) because most of the sexy templates needed pro lite

eventually i gave in bcs i found a discount code and only had to pay 5.25 (thank you jesus)

then i spent until like 1pm making a carrd for my twitter and i wish i was joking. i put way too much info on there. i also made a carrd for my editing stuff bcs my old editing carrd looked ugly, and then put them together and tadaaa carrds were made

im curious to see if i will keep them up or will have an episode where i freak out bcs everything in my life is online and then delete it all

then i started making an edit to ‘about you’ by the 1975 bcs WELL. the past 2 weeks or so have been me coping with what happened between us (again.) and i had been missing them so much

then we started cryptically tweeting at each other and i was too far gone n about you is rlly my coping song for the whole situation. i started editing twelve and clara to it bcs thats what doctor who ship i associate us the most with

i ended up finishing just compiling the clips but idk if i really like it - in the evening i did add the simple transitions so in the morning i can make it more complicated if i feel like it but idk what to expect from myself tomorrow

after a bit of editing i took a bath which was basically delusional yearn dancing to songs and then i started getting in heat so i did something about that. nothing wrong with that but it was the first time in 5 months my thoughts slipped to my ex during and i didn’t stop it

after i didnt regret it that much because i had sent the whole we should make a foundation so we can be together in the future thing so i was like you know whatever but i still had an ew moment

then after i edited, stalked them, edited, watched a bit of the eras tour movie with my mom (it was surprisingly okay if we ignore the fact i was crying every other song)

then food came around which was terrible bcs my mom was drunk as fuck and she kept trying to love talk me and it was just manipulation - i was watching tubbo during it so that did help

then after food more editing and kinda just scrolling twitter

then it all started

my ex hadnt been active anywhere and i was genuinely getting concerned if they were okay so i decided to check their insta story

i saw they were at a musical with the girl i saw them with last month

i tried to be chill first. after all the reason i even mailed them about the foundation thing is bcs i genuinely thought that what i saw last month was not real

i had convinced myself she needed comforting and the girl with her just took that upon her

more spiralling and it started to hit me that they might actually be together bcs wtf, then i was like wait, the music they have been listening to is literally background music constantly and they havent gotten home so they are still with that person (i know allnof this bcs of pure routine that is stomped into my brain i swear)

then i got really fuckingn jealous and i decided to look at that girls story bcs surely she mentioned my exes story and there it was; the word girlfriends.

i havent felt that in a long time, just instantly my entire world collapsing and it feeling like i should just die in that instant

it felt just like that december

i am not prepared to start from scratch with healing again bcs right now im just denialing and i dont realise what happened yet

everything started slotting together even more, i *stupidly* replied to her cryptic tweets being like WTF u have a girlfriend and shit but i dont think the gf knows or cares and has been fed the narrative i am simply batshit crazy

which makes me want to throw up but oh well

then i remembered her coming up in conversations with us and that probably means this went on while we were even still a thing

so i started writing a mail

n you know i did what i do (freak out)

i really hope this girl just doesnt know and isnt like my ex, and if she is thats just a dangerous duo the world isnt ready for

im just so scared of not getting believed

and i bet my ex just constantly says they have bpd its that and sjskdk god im gonna cry now

i sent them receipts as well on mail and deleyed the tweets but they havent been active anywhere im scared the girl wont know but im also scared of what would happen if i dmed them

this is genuinely going to set back my mental health by so much :,)))

i though i had it for a second, as i always do

i loved her

so much

i dont want to go to sleep bcs i know ill dream all cozy about them and ill wake up, ill have forgotten what happened and then its all gonna hit me in the face and likely send me into an episode where i try to find a fp

but i truly dont want that i want to heal by myself i am just in such a bad situation for that i dont know what to do

and these feelings are going to swallow me and make me want to genius k*ll myself

i might post more in a bit. i cant go on tiktok (its all sad breakup things), twitter is wrong, nothing to watch on youtube, cant listen to music

and its going to be like that for a long time

i cant believe i tried to owe up to all my mistakes if she goes and does that

i bet what she says to herself is i would go insane if she had someone but she literally lied to me and lead me on thats so much worse

if you see this i wish you a genuine go fuck yourself

to you and your girl

see you in a bit tumblr

[lifewiththelulus]

Hazel in an attempt to fix what she did goes all out,wearing her pin and sweatband from vapor and everything from her parents to show him and everyone thats shes proud and she loves these things made for her. He scoffs as a knee jerk reaction until it hits him and her all at once how big a target she just made herself as other kids start to notice

What if all the jerks in her class plan on setting a trap or something for her?

She didnt tell anyone she was doing it to surprise him. Her friends almost definitely would have stopped her or at least been there to help but plume got the fire flu and Mimi stayed home with them to take care of him. Kindlin is on the other side of the school completely unaware leaving Vapor the only witness

What if they plan on dumping water on her, not knowing she could immediately disappear when her body comes in contact with water. Vapor pushes her out of the way but takes a lot of damage.

Fear grips his heart and any remnant of anger is forgotten in that moment. If she was fully submerged..well he couldnt bring himself to think it. His mind was racing in what if,unaware his body was moving without him and all he could remember next was hitting the ground, students gasping, and shock in his sisters eyes.

Hazel could vaguely register someone calling for a teacher, but the image seared into her mind was her little brother half gone. A thousand thoughts swarmed her but the biggest was why. Why would they do this? Why would he do this when he obviously hated her? After moments of being unable to move on either side, a fire teacher came through boiling the water enough to put him back in one piece and taking him to the nurse. The students who'd pulled this prank,well some looked apologetic,clearly not realizing what they could have done.

While Vapor is being checked out of the nurse's office he hears Hazel crying outside of it. So he go's out to show he's ok but it doesn't stop her tears.

He sits against the wall waiting for their parents to arrive."hey there Hazey" she sniffles and turns up slightly at the use of her childhood nickname. They sit in the floor in silence for what feels like ages the only sound being Hazels barely muffled crying. He's trying to find the right words. Is he still mad? It all feels like small potatoes when he could have lost her. Can he even pretend to cold when her heart is so clearly breaking?

Vapor: "The nurse told me though guys who did this are on cafeteria cleaning duty for the rest of the year, So I doubt they'll try to pull anything anytime soon."

He tried to show her a small smile, but her head was still covered by her arms. Hazel: Why? Vapor: Huh? Hazel: Why did you push me out of the way? Vapor: …Why are you even asking that?

"don't you hate me now?" It feels wrong coming out of her mouth and he immediately wants to say of course not like it's obvious. But if course she would think that he's been brushing her off for weeks and argh he feels like such a dunk. "Do you remember when we were little? Some of the kids thought it would be funny to try to blow me away or break my stuff. And who was the one who stupidly ran out and started puffing up her chest to scare em off huh?" She chuffed slightly "it didn't work, they just beat me up too, ashka and ashfa just stopped bringing us to that park". He let a smug grin rise as her own face brightened. "Ok ok maybe so but my point is, you did that without a second thought because that's who you are. And today I think I realized that's who I am because of you".

A few seconds of silence floated by before Vapor spoke again. Vapor: And… You know I never hated you right? A little annoyed and unreasonably angry, but never hated. …And I’m sorry I held a grudge for so long that you thought I did. Hazel’s mouth hung open and fresh tears started to run down her cheeks. Vapor: How about we agree to stop being stupid and not let what other people say or do keep us from being cool with each other?

Unable to form a coherent sentence she nodded vigorously practically melting into the floor from crying. She buried herself in his hoodie, something she'd promise not to do anymore after his attitude change. He was sure people were watching but he could scarcely bring himself to care for once. "I'm so sorry vapor, they never should have meant more to me than you, I'm the one who's supposed to look out for you but I let you down. I'm sorry"

On instinct, he felt a bit awkward when she buried herself in his hoodie, but immediately relaxed and hugged her. "Me too, it really shouldn't have taken a life-or-death situation for me to realize that too." His phone buzzed. Ember and Wade were waiting for them outside.

"ready to face the music?" "Ha if the bucket didn't do it, ashfa tears definitely will". They chuckled but stopped just outside the doors. "I haven't seen you laugh in a long time… Well I don't think I've seen you do much of anything in a long time. I missed you". "I've been here the whole time dummy" he said with a watery laugh, knowing exactly how she felt

“Yeah yeah, missed you too… Hazey.”

[iguinn]

hi hello I want the divorce arc deets pls 🤲 (+ whatever you wanna share! Free card to gush abt your wol!)

ok so first two very important facts:

1 - Arenvald is Berry's adoptive son and by proxy also Ilberd's adoptive son and he cares about both his adoptive dads a lot like obviously and thats important to how fucked up this was for everyone involved

2 - Berry and Ilberd werent dating before griffin griffin on the wall, everyone thought they were and they were obviously in love with each other but they werent dating so calling it divorce arc might not be accurate but its so break up/divorce vibes were calling it that anyway

ok so when all that first started they had a fight, mostly on Berry's part because Ilberd knew this would happen. he knew she would be upset enough to make a scene right there and then because it would hurt her a lot because of course it would she loves him. she said she hated him multiple times and he just took it cause he really had no right to argue back or ask her to not be mad because well he did all that well aware of how badly it would affect her emotionally and unlike in the game she was actually just removed from the premises fairly easily cause after all the yelling she was just too emotionally devastated to react to anything until she was sitting outside the city and had a crying breakdown because by the gods what was she to do now? what was she to tell her son about any of that? what could anyone tell their child in this situation? it was a shitty fucking situation for her and Ilberd too but at that point Ilberd knew all of that would hurt like a bitch he would just have to push down his feelings cause eventually it wouldnt matter anyway which was a choice on his part considering every fucking time they met after that ended in some of the most tense fucking moments of their life specially after Berry began to have her future sight dreams more and more often and it dawned on her what Ilberd was going to do and it she didnt want to tell anyone because it would get him in even more trouble but its not as if she could act as if she knew nothing about it. she would have crying fits and would ask to sleep in her father's bed because it was horrible and stressful for her. Ilberd just couldnt sleep at all for the most part during that it weighed on him at every waking moment making him unable to even rest. it was horrible emotionally for the both of them and each time they met each other after that it was horribly tense and yeah a lot of yelling happened and Berry did bring up Arenvald in an almost weaponized way to make Ilberd feel more guilty about all this shit because what he put her through? bad it sucked! but what her no THEIR son was feeling? it was worse and he should feel awful for it! (was she perhaps being too harsh? yes but u really cant blame her for being upset) and like Ilberd already felt pretty shit about hurting her and their son and that really just made it worse and he got upset and yelled back at her which is understandable, but in a way Berry knew there was nothing anyone else could do to fix the problem Ilberd wanted to fix cause no one gave enough of a fuck about it. and that hurt even more cause she knew there wasnt really nothing she could tell him to make him stop cause he also knew there was no other way. but she just wanted him to stop and come back home to her which btw she did ask him directly when she saw him in griffin outfit for the first time cause in the gayest most faggy moment they had so far she recognize him simply by the way he walked and carried himself. because thats just how gays act. but yeah a lot of nasty very parents going through a messy divorce fights going on there sometimes and well if u want al elaboration on how it traumatized Alphi and Alisaie... well theyre both very close to Berry. and we actually write them very often so they bond with Ilberd due to all three of them having lost family they deeply cared about during the calamity (partly cause we like to shove the people Berry cares about the most towards Ilberd cause Berry wants everyone she likes to get along obviously) so u can imagine what it was like for those two literal kids to see two people they cared about we were obviously having the worst fucking time of their lives get into awful fights that they both knew would lead no where just so they could pretend they had some semblance of control over their own messy feeling over this messy situation that shit stays with kids all the way to adulthood we know this as a child of divorce. they gave the twins child of divorce trauma when they arent even their parents. Arenvald got fucked up over it too! three traumatized teens in one fell swoop!

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Hhhhhhh I don't know if req is open butttt can you do a hc or scenario of Childe, Diluc, and Kazuha where they're holding a crying reader while comforting them because of family issue till readers cry themselves to sleep with their face buried into them? I can't handle pure angst It's ok if you can't do it I generally love your works-

This is also my first time requesting so it took a lot of my courage and to ask this I also practiced

🌺summary!🌺- your parents said some majorly hurtful words, but you always have your lovely boyfriend to hug you to sleep while you cry on him.

Type- scenario 🍄+HC’s 🌷

Flowers included!🌼= Kazuha x gn! Reader, childe x gn! Reader, diluc x gn! Reader

Note🍀= HEOOOO IM SORRTY THIS TOOK SO LONG OB EM GEE. I HAVENT BEEN ONLINE LATELY IM SO SORRYY☹️☹️☹️☹️💪💪

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Kazuha

- Kazuha was literally so chipper and excited to meet your parents, the people who brought you into the world!

- He even brought gifts and such as you walked to your parents house with a slight gloom in your step. He didnt know why but you seemed scared almost. He wasnt sure what you were scared of but he intertwined your hand with his to try and settle down the fear.

- The meeting with your parents wasnt exactly what the poor samurai expected. At first everything was normal, he gave the gifts greeted them and made small talk. The peacefulness didnt last too long as theyre opinions about you started getting more insulting as the night progressed.

“Oh thank you dearly for dealing with Y/N! You know how they are~!” Your mother was especially sour to you the whole night. “Ah.. i dont get what you mean..?” “Oh kazuha you know! Theyre all irresponsible and lazy, and dont even get me talking on how utterly pathetic her life is to be honest!”

Your boyfriend was stunned at the casual statement, your mom laughing it off as you looked down to your feet. A clear displeasure in your eyes. “Ah theyre got that right, really y/n how did you manage to snatch a samurai? Cmon tell me! What did ya bribe him with?” Your father was no better from your mom, laughing at those hurtful jokes as you whispered a firm ‘stop..’

“Well i dont see y/n like that… im inlove with them they didnt bribe me.. and their life isnt pathetic..! Theyre a hard worker and i love every bit of them..” you could see the blush on Kazuha’s face as he attempted to defend you.

“You dont need to lie like that! I mean y/n isnt exactly someone you call datable.. just look at them! Theyve always been kind of a waste of space from when they were little yknow?” The insult ended off with a small chuckle from your mom. Your thin string of patience broke as you stood up and raced out of the house, taking your belongings and walking out with small tear drops in your eyes

- after that whole scene kazuha quickly raced to take his belongings and following you, not without giving your parents a harsh glare of course.

- He brought you home while he attempted to wipe away your flowing tears, staying quiet till you got home.

- The moment you stepped foot inside that house he was all over you, repeating “dont listen to them darling your amazing!” like a mantra. Kissing your face and wiping all those tears away. He was cuddling up to you the entire time, not allowing you to escape until he could make sure any type of negative thoughts of you were gone.

- Forehead kisses? Literally everywhere. Cuddling? Already are. Need snacks? Hes getting some right now. He hates seeing you so sad because of your parents! The people he was sure he would love since well they raised you! His beloved, but they were monsters.

- But dont you worry your pretty little head, kazuha is here to kiss your skin and whisper praises in your ears till you fall asleep with his arms cradling you.

Childe

- Family is everything to Ajax. And that includes you of course. Your family to him and he couldnt wait to meet your family!

- A normal day of tiring fatui work turned tragic real soon when he walked into your shared room to be greeted with your sobbing figure, staining the bed sheets with your tears as you tremble.

- He quickly races over to you, immediately cradling you and pulling you onto his lap while he tries to squeeze what happened out of you.

“Hey baby… shh shh… cmon sweetheart what happened hm..?” The auburn haired man cooed as he caressed his cheeks, your head buried in his chest while his legs cradle you.

Your tears stain his shirt as he rubs your back, your voice box unable to make any sounds except a few sniffles and pants. He wanted to get the reason for your tears out of you. Either it be an issue involving your job or a person. If a person was giving you trouble he’d be quick to sort it out but what came out of your mouth wasnt something he exactly expected.

“‘M sorry, ‘m sorry.. its just that—“ your sentence was cut off by a sob, your boyfriend quickly cooing you to calm down. “Do you need some water baby—?” “No… its just me and my parents had a big fight today.. i havent seen them in a while.. and i guess i didn’t expect it to escalate so fast and lucky me..! It ended with them shouting that they wish i was never born..”

The words that came out of your mouth stunned him. It left him frozen, shocked for a moment before biting his tongue in fury and pushing your head into his chest, rubbing your head as he placed kisses on your forehead. “Hah… im so pathetic.. ive seen so many people complain about their parents saying this without a single tear in their eyes and here i am—“

“Oh you have every right to be mad or angry. What horrid excuse for parents would say that to their own child..?!” Slow silent tears rolled down your cheeks as he kept you close, your boyfriend complaining about your parents on your behalf. You couldnt help it. As each sour word about how terrible your parents are your head kept repeating that scene.

“Oh honey… shh.. hey.. it’ll be alright.. we dont need to visit your parents if you dont want to. We can cut them off, or maybe i’ll confront them. Dont let their words get to you baby.” The harbinger settled you down as those tears started flowing again, your face being given a hoard of loving kisses.

- As you calmed down he quickly went to fetch a bottle of water and your favorite snack, feeding it to you as you tried to wipe off the tears.

- He ended up babying you the entire day. Even insisting on carrying you. He’d kiss your face to sleep and mutter praises for handling those hurtful words so strongly. Brushing his hands through your hair as he tried to lighten up the mood by making jabs at your parents.

- He’s always wanted to visits your parents, the people who raised his future spouse but after seeing what theyre like he’d just stay away from them. Your smile is what matters to him and if they take it away and replace it with sobs than he’d rather cut them off.

Diluc

- He had to witness it himself. Your parents shouting at your face as all you could do was stay frozen with tears brimming at the edge of his eyes. He didnt even know how it got to this point, you said your parents were going to visit you for a short while and what he saw, instead of warm hugs and laughs he saw your parents stomping over to you with eyes of malice.

- He couldnt moved, his tongue bitten as he had to let the scene sink in. Your mother shouting at your face as your father pointed straight at you with those eyes of pure murder.

- He tried to hold back, he really did but he couldnt. Your father raised his hand at you, his palm seconds away from hitting your face before your boyfriend stepped in and gripped the wrist of your father tight, the pure strength leading his hand to go limp.

- Your father protested as your mom stood still, feeling threatened by Diluc.

“Y-your the man thats dating y/n huh-! Dont be fooled boy theyre a mess—!” Your dad was stammering as he tried to escape dilucs grasp. Your boyfriend let go of the hand, his eyes still cold and unsettling as he took ahold of your hand softly and dragged you out of the area

“Leave us alone. I dont need your blessing to date them and nor do i need your opinion on them if its a pure lie.”

- he dragged you back to your shared home, tears still drying as he pulled on your wrist. The moment you got into the house he cupped your cheeks and placed a soft, longing kiss on your lips. A beautiful one that wasnt too deep but wasnt too light. The comfort made tears flow out once more, maybe from the flashback or your happiness but either way diluc panicked. He wa stammering “sorry”s for dragging you so suddenly as he intertwined his hand with your and tried to lead you to couch

- Your tears flowed like a waterfall when you sat your head on his lap, he panicked but kept his expression blank. Patting your head and kissing your forehead as you let out everything, tears falling into your mouth while your hand clung to dilucs shirt.

- His lips on each inch of your face as you vented to him. His hand was itching to give your parents a taste of their own medicine but he knew you would like that so instead he promised to give them a Tiny tiny warning the next day…

- He pat your head to sleep as your mind went off about how much you loved him for taking care of you like this.

- He couldnt care less how much tears are on his favorite shirt at this point. As long as your back to smiling he is too.

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Oohh another request haha. I love this thank you and i hope you like it :>

were the bruises to your heart worth it?

Childe angst

You mulled over your sister's words for the nth time today. Her voice playing on loop inside your head, drifting in and out of a mundane daydream.

"why are you still with him?" you wondered as well as to why you still stuck with Ajax, all these days in 3 years of being wit him. Perhaps it was devotion, it was love to persevere even in the wrath of crumbling times and yet why does your heart ache a little more these days he's been far from you.

The days when he would come home, wounded and tired you were there to nurse him back. Back then it was something you'd do out of care and worry, which was until these recent days where it felt as if it were a job you didnt want to do as he would shrug you off instead and locking himself in another room. You barely remember the time where you both shared a quiet night basking in each other's presence, with limbs in a tangle and your forehead upon his beating chest, it was almost none existent as the home you both had felt so utterly desolate, void of the homey ambience.

Youve endured a month of his uncalled behaviour, breaking you even further as things slipped from your grasp leaving you empty and in agony. There were times you'd silently let tears fall as he slept so soundly beside you, unbothered by your pain. He's become more and more as the harbinger you forgot him to be and not your darling lover Ajax.

He never noticed your puffy eyes, sunken cheeks and dwindling weight yet he noticed all the small mistakes youve made. Where one day, left you with a bruise on the arm due his snake like grip after blowing up on you right after he came home from a long journey to sumeru.

You left. 

Childe came home earlier than expected, once again tired and nursing a few minor wounds on his body. All he wanted was your touch on his skin as you lulled him to sleep only that to his utter surprise that the house was empty. Perhaps you went out for an errand or for another pot of your favourite flower that you kept in the small garden at the back.

Not giving it too much thought, he lounged on the couch awaiting your return, eyelids soon drooping as the soft pillow coaxed him to sleep.

As the grandfather clock swings its pendulum, the sound echoing through the whole room signifying the arrival of midnight, an eerie sound waking Childe back to consciousness. Groggy from rising he scanned the room only to find it darker than before, if it werent for the nearby lamp he switched open, he swore he couldve been swallowed by the darkness.

Were you not home yet?

A dreadful feeling washed over him as your presence was nowhere around the house. He called out for you as he rushed through the halls, a sliver of hope vanishing every corner turned and every door opened led to nothing but misery.

You always leave a note as to where you are going and yet it was another one out of the many abnormalities in his home.

"Darling? Please i hope youre not playing with me!" he calls out to no one in particular, denying the fact of your existence gone with the wind. Your clothes were all intact and so does your other belongings. He thought of every possibility of what couldve befallen his lover, mostly gravitating towards the worst of the worst case scenarious and may the archons forbid, he would never recover from the blow.

"Where are you?!"

Then it dawned on him after much pondering and pulling his falling parts together. The things he did, the words he said it all came flooding through him like a rushing cold river, hitting him fair and square in the chest and came forth an otherworldly pain and regret. He gasps, almost suffocating by the weight of his sins and he wished he had died right then and there in atonement for his crimes.

Soon his vision became bleary as eyes misted over with tears that fell freely from his ocean eyes. He ruined it. Ruined you.

And yet he could not let you go.

Days seemed to pass by so fast that it had already been 5 months of liberation from Ajax's presence. You were slowly building yourself up once again, the temple that was torn down by a single crack, slowly being rebuilt brick by brick.

Your love for Ajax, even if it left quite the bruise to your heart, it was still there, lingering in the air and a part of you missed him so. You wondered how he would be doing, you wondered if he looked for you just as you did when he didnt come home on the date set, you wonder if he wept when he couldnt feel you next to him, just as you did 150 days ago. You wondered if he ever called your name all the while giving a lingering kiss to the painting that hung on the foyer. You wondered if what you both had, had any significance to him at all.

"Stop doing that." you jolted from where you sat, the book falling off your lap as you met your sister's stern glare from across the room.

"Stop doing what?"

"You are thinking about Tartaglia again. Its been over 5 months and that blundering fool never made an effort to find you much less apologize for what he did when you were still there." there was anger in her voice as she recounted the day you came to her door, teary eyed and just utterly torn. Never once did she felt like murdering someone so bad, especially when it had you, her only family involved.

"Im sorry, I-i just--"

"Hush now." she came over in her elegant strides to take you in her arms, the familiar scent of your mother's favorite perfume stayed on her like second skin and you were so grateful that you had her. You let yourself cry in her embrace in quiet comfort.

Childe never stopped.

Secretly searching for atleast a tiny clue of your whereabouts wore him down to the bone and yet he never gave up. How could he? Even if he thought he was so undeserving of you he still pushed on to right what wrong he's made. The details gathered had been insufficient to serve as a lead making Childe more desperate in his attempt to search for you. Nights were spent on scouring places and information seeking and his work, only done in the daytime. He never wasted a wink on sleep as it was an obstacle to getting closer to you and even when his body collapsed due to exhaustion of overworking all he could think was you.

The search has led a certain fatui informant who works for one of the harbingers. With a note slipped in secrecy on a specific time containing an address on the small parchment. It was all Childe needed to fuel his buried hope as he took off towards snezhenaya.

He never imagined he'd arrive right in front of the iron gates that encased the whole estate atop a mountain. The wind bellowed stronger than before as the snow rained harder upon the place. Luckily, he was born in this region and had survived throughout. 

He wondered why you came here, to such a dreadful place but then again, anywhere was better than right by him.

Trying to push open the gates only to be repelled by cryo magic, burning through his gloves and into his skin, leaving fresh burns on his palms as he gasped in pain. Whoever lives here clearly didnt want anyone trespassing much less had a fancy for guests.

He was starting to grow cold as his energy was slowly being siphoned by days of travel, it would only take a matter of time before he passes out.

He calls out, hoping someone inside would hear him.

And you did, only that it seemed like the wind but the time you looked outside the library window, you saw a person outside the gates. The familiar ginger hair tousled with the wind and as you strained your ears to hear and that was when it filled your ears, Ajax's voice. Something you havent heard in quite a long time.

As quick as lightning you stood, half running half gliding through the halways and down the stairs, there was no coherent thought, only him. He was freezing outside the barrier and you pushed yourself more to reach him.

Your figure stepping out through the door was almost like a dream to him. Your name oh so longingly leaving his bluing lips.

"Ajax!" you were in time as you caught his figure which seemed lighter than before. He clung to you, legs desperately tryinf to hold him up. You were here, right in his arms, alive and warm.

"Im sorry. Im so sorry. Please I love you." he rambles on, like a mantra he apologizes over and over again, sobbing and stumbling on his words as he held you so achingly close "Forgive me. Forgive me..."

"Step away from him this instant." your sister, Signora hisses from behind you, just as you were about to coax Ajax she already had a cryo dagger aimed at his head

"Sister please!" you plead, your panic growing as you saw Ajax huffing in labored breaths "Let him come inside or he will freeze to death."

Signora sees the urgency in your eyes and the undying devotion you still hold for the man in your arms. She dematerializes the dagger with a wave of her hand.

"Fine but if I see tears in your eyes then dont you ever dare stop me from what Im going to do to him."

"Thank you sister." you smile at her as she steps backs inside the house and you follow in after her with Ajax leaning on you for support. Once inside, you had him lay on the couch by the fire after helping him out of his winter garments and replacing it for a knitted quilt.

"Im sorry." bloodshot ocean eyes looked at you with so much guilt and a love that you almost forgot "I-i im so so sorry."

"Lets talk about this after youve rested." this time you couldnt look at him, the ache in your heart throbs from the bruises it still nursed. You stood before falling further only for him to catch your shaking hand with his equally shaking one.

"Dont leave." he whimpers, the fear of abandonment increasing as he pleaded for you to stay. instead, you let go of his hand and placed yours instead over his eyes making him uncharacteristically shriek surprising you even more, making you think what other worldly pain he was experiencing as of  the moment. "No! No No.  Please Its dark." 

Ajax cries as he thrashed around because he feared that if he sleeps he would go back to the nightmare of you not by his side and that would leave him all cold and alone just like in the past. he didnt want to go back there, not now when he's seen you. As much as he'd hate to admit, he was truly and utterly terrified but you had to let him rest and with the help of your vision he finally succumbed to a dreamless, peaceful sleep. Only that he calmed down did you notice how much he's lost, where your once sunken cheeks, puffy eyes and weight loss now transferred to him and it made you sick to your stomach. your lips found his forehead as you wished him a good rest, you left the room after bandaging his burned hands to gather yourself for when he finally came to his sensible self.

when you thought it was going to take a full day for him to wake up  only to find him stumbling about in the living room calling your name on his lips like a broken record. you immediately rushed down and burst into the room to find him clutching his head and gasping breathlessly. he looked crazed until he caught sight of you standing by the door, a worried look on your face was when he finally came to. he ran to you, clung to you like it was the last day of the world to live and sighed into your welcoming smell. 

"are you alright now?" you ask him as you part in arms width 

"Hit me." he tells you in all seriousness in his worn out state 

"W-what?" you were certain he was still out of it until he grabbed your hand in an attempt to hit himself to which you stopped immediately 

"Hit me! Scream at me all you want. Call me words Ive called you. Ive broken you! Do you not see that?!" funny how he couldnt see himself, he who's become worse over the course of the months . his tone rose and fell until it was only a whisper above his panting 

"Just dont abandon me." he shuts his eyes, steeling himself for your judgment  until he felt your hands on his face again, making soothing circles on his cheek 

"look at me Ajax." you coax him and he did and he could see assurance and the love for him still remained and he wanted to cry again but tears have long gone abandoned him and left him in such a regretful state, he truly didnt deserve you and you never deserved to be treated that way. "Youve hurt me yes and nothing can change that but I wasnt planning on you leaving you. I couldnt as I love you too much that I wouldnt imagine life without you but Ajax, the things you did to me, to us,  was painful." 

"I know and Im so sorry." he held himself from rambling as the pain in chest grew even more burdensome, something he would willingly carry as he vows to himself to never hurt you and if he did  then he would tear himself down "I love you" 

"and I to you Ajax. Just promise me that when you are having a hard time, let us talk it out and not result to screaming and painful banters." 

"I promise darling. on my life and everything in this world. I vow to never cause you pain like I did and to only give you love and care that someone like you deserve." 

there he was, your Ajax. He was home. 

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Stay with Me pt.3

Summary - You manage to escape from Scaramouche, if only for a moment before you realize there’s no escape. It only takes until you’re sitting back in your regular spot that you know what you need to do.

Pairings - Kitsune!Reader x Yan!Scaramouche

Warnings - Suggestive content, mentions of death, swearing, slight gore / blood 

A/N - Its really hard to make this depressing while I’m vibing to Rasputin. Like no joke- I have it on one of the 1 hour playlists :D

Here you’ll find -  pt.1 and pt.2

He’d left a key.

Scaramouche didnt make mistakes, not while he had you captive in the vicinity of his bedroom. He didnt have room for mistakes, not when you were watching his every movement while he was in your line of sight. 

Sure, he mightve killed a person or two in front of you, but those were necessary mistakes. There was a sign on the door, it specified not to enter. You’d understand that, right?

Thats what he thought at least, lulling himself into belief after belief that you’d be there waiting for him every time. That you’d welcome him with open arms, even if there were chains ensnaring your wrists. That you’d accept your fate at his hands and submit yourself to him.

The Balladeer was a fool.

He’d kept you there for too long, and while you searched for an easy way to escape, time sent your head spinning. Into a spiral that begged only for the wind against your face, back laying on dirt with the familiar chirping up birds waking you up in the morning.

You wanted to go outside.

And when push comes to shove, you had to risk a little more to make it happen. Lure him into bed with kisses while your hands unbuttoned his vest. But what he believed to be alluring contacts was just your way of finding the keys hidden in the back pocket of his shorts.

It wasnt hard to find the one to your cuffs while he was asleep, cuddled in your chest with both arms around your waist as if to get you to stay put. You took the key, hiding them back in his clothing and hoping he didnt notice.

He didnt say anything the next day.

You werent going to wait any longer.

“Oh for fucks sake, why won't the goddamn door open?”

The room was left in tatters behind you, a little gift for Scaramouche once he got back. Turns out a pair of chains can smash up a lot of things, and rage can be used as a great source of strength when contained for such a long time.

But you’d done more than throw the blankets around, cut up the drawers and smash open the windows. Because your fists had bled red when you punched through the glass, puncturing your skin. Your knuckles were an ugly red, bruising already.

Ah, Scaramouche deserved a much better gift.

Gruesome as it was, you rubbed your knuckles against the pale walls. Till the blood stopped coming, till there was a nice little message for the boy which you held so dearly to your heart.

‘Balladeer.’

The first time you’d found out about him being a harbinger he’d told you not to call him by that name. You weren’t someone he associated with by work, you were a treasure to him. That’s why you continued to call him as he pleased, although the temptation always arose.

You were no longer his.

Shoving the door with your hand again, palm fiddling with the handle and groaning when it hardly budged. “Stupid,” you grumbled when the knob began to loosen. Backing up, you charged with your shoulder to the door, full force as the momentum broke the hinges. The door fell down with you along with it.

It was expected, you’d been stuck in the room for a long time, and thats considering you’d sat on the ground for decades. Your body was slight numb, muscles sore and unused for so long. 

“You a-arent supposed to leave your room!”

A young man stood in the hallway along with a woman who looked relatively the same age. The two were wearing uniforms, flinching when you stood up from the debris and off the door. “Excuse me?” You asked, voice unnecessarily icy and stern. But you couldnt care less, you were going to get out of this house, damn anyone who stood in your way.

They both continued to shake when you walked towards them, staggering from side to side. The woman stepped up in front of the man, presenting a brave face. “If you leave the mansion, the harbinger will kill us all!”

“Well then I expect you should be on your way then. Actually…” you gestured to the maze of hallways. “You can lead the way.”

“What…?”

Your hand went limp to your side, an exasperated looking momentarily crossing your face before you sighed. “Im not staying trapped in that room, I’m sorry if that ruins your life, but frankly you're not the one stuck in there are you?” You took an extra step just to intimidate them, eyes wide to make the appearance of crazy. “It would be a great help if you showed me where he hid my vision too.”

“We can show you to the door…” The man began, “But the whereabouts of your vision are unknown, he wouldnt tell us something like that.”

A gift bestowed from the gods, a piece to help me thrive with my ambitions and pursue my goals.

Gone.

You really wished you’d taken to clawing out Scaramouche’s face instead, but you’d take what you got. Right now your main priority was getting out of this place, even if it meant leaving a piece of you behind.

“Door.” Your voice was raspy and there was a terrible feeling that crawled up to your throat, but you didnt have time to be emotional. “Show me where the door is… please.”

The conflict in their eyes dissipates by the time they lead you along, mumbling words between themselves. You didnt bother to try eavesdropping, you were so, so tired. You wanted to go home.

Anywhere. Anywhere but here.

It took a few minutes until you were standing in front of a grand door, almost twice the size of you and just as wide. You then began to notice the decorational plants and furniture that filled the empty space, there wasn't an inch of dust. Even though you could tell none of it was used.

“Hurry,” the man warned when you paused. “I dont know when our master is coming back, but if its soon, we’ll all be screwed.”

You couldnt feel your head as you numbly nodded, hand clenching the knob and flinging the set of doors open. “Thank you,” you merely mumbled, taking your first step out of the house in what felt like forever.

The days after that were a blur, the area around Scaramouche’s house were nothing but void. Empty and filled with forests and vast plains. You knew he didnt like people or socializing in general, but to this extent?

Your only option was to run.

Let your feet take you somewhere, anywhere. It was a constant pattern of running and taking breaks, leaning on a tree and gasping in a few breaths before you were again scurrying through the forest. 

And yet you felt better than you’d felt in past months that you’d been stuck with Scaramouche.

Food became any boar you came across, the claws you’d spent so long hiding with Scaramouche coming to unleash a wrath beyond your comprehension. Till the animal was cut to shreds and no meat was left even to eat. You’d slaughtered it, without intention to eat or benefit for it, you’d killed it just to kill.

“I’m sorry,” you’d sobbed into the ground where you’d buried the harmless animal. Forehead pressed into the dirt as you pleaded for forgiveness to whatever archons would accept it. You couldn't even remember what archons you were supposed to pray to. “Forgive me- forgive me…”

But eventually you found your way around to somewhere you knew. Territory of Inazuma where you could find your way back, back home.

Where was home?

You’d been on the run from the vision hunt decree, abandoning your post for the Kitsune Saiguu for such a thing. Even now that you could return without a vision and as no threat under the decree…

You’d sacrificed everything for your vision.

Where were you to go now…?

Rain patted down, the trees providing only a slight cover as stray drops fell into your matted dirty hair. You didnt mind, it hid the tears that slid down your lifeless face, feet taking you into the far meadows of your hometown. Till you plopped down underneath a tree, knees curled to your chest and arms hugging them close. You were crying.

You were home.

____________________

“Awh,” a ginger haired murmured, elbow resting on the cool wood of the tabletop. “Is little Mouchie sad? I heard your kitty cat escaped~”

A death wish, even fatui that idly minded themselves around the bar knew it. Sipping cold drinks and swirling their cups, the soft chatter was nothing but a distraction from the main course of events. That being the smaller Harbinger who sat sulking in his seat, hunched over with a drink in hand. He’d drank far more than what was on the counter, but everytime he finished a glass, he’d smash it on the ground, watching the fragile glass shatter into pieces.

“I dont have a cat,'' was his only response, tone daring Childe to pursue further. To give him a reason to start throwing the glass in his face instead.

And Childe was an idiot when it came to challenging someone.

“No cat?” The rest of the drink in the taller harbinger’s glass was gone when he threw his head back. “Hmmm, I cant think of what else could’ve had you so enraptured in returning home then~!”

Scaramouche didnt respond, uneven bangs shadowing the bags under his eyes. “Stronger,” he said instead, elbow on the counter and hand outstretched for something. When there was no movement from the man managing the wine, the harbinger looked up. “I need something stronger to drink,” he repeated, voice seething.

“Of c-course!”

The glass was nestled in Scaramouche’s palm in no time, fingers curling around the circular form to down it in seconds. The drink merely slid down his throat in one movement, alcohol burning his senses. It didn’t matter, he was numbed by the growing rage inside of him.

Finally, he turned to the ginger haired boy, eyes hazily dancing along the counter till it reached his fingertips. Up his hand and along his arm, till Scaramouche was staring right into Childe’s eyes. “They escaped,” he admitted softly. “But it’s alright, because I sent something that’ll bring them back.”

Childe paused, raising his drink up away from his lips to pose a question. Hesitation danced along his features before he brought the glass back, he’d rather not provoke the shorter male any further. Wasn’t like he could interfere anyway.

____________________

“That… that…” 

It was preposterous, having returned to that same spot for a day or two and heading back to the hometown you’d once lived in. The one Scaramouche had lived in. There shouldn’t have been an issue, you were solely gathering supplies for the sake of it, ambition driving you to travel far far away.

Out of Inazuma.

It was your new beginning, convincing yourself that you didn't need a vision. Finding some sort of purpose before Scaramouche shattered the vision and your life along with it. You’d seen how people had reacted when it had been ingrained in the statue, neutralized and broken. They lost hope, purpose and aspirations for anything new.

It’s not like the Raiden Shogun took my vision.

But you’d taken that fact for granted, expecting some sort of new start without Scaramouche. A victory, getting away from him just for a split second and getting out of Inazuma altogether, you’d never see him again.

Until you got his message.

“How the hell…” You crushed the note until it was just crumbled paper in your hand, slowly leaning on the stone wall. “Piece of shit… what kind of person even…” 

Not only did he manage to find you, but without making his presence known, he’d tugged at your one weakness with an ease that had you down on your knees.

You threw the paper to the ground, deliberate as you stared past the alleyway. Pensive as you considered your options. Damn, what options did you even have? You’d been an idiot to underestimate Scaramouche, he wasn’t a child, you knew that… but archons he seemed like one when he was with you. Shown you a vulnerability he wanted only you to see. But maybe that had been part of his plan all along, until all you believed was his soft demeanor.

He may act like a child, but he’s a harbinger.

You stared down at the crumbled piece of paper in disgust.

Not only that, but he has no regard for human life.

Either way, you’d lived decades more than him. You could face him, you would present yourself to him just as he expected you to. Even when everything in you rejected the idea, sobbed at the thought of returning to that house, those chains. Being locked up and confined only for the purpose of coddling a small boy, a selfish boy, a cruel boy. 

Deep breath in, deep breath out.

You’d figure out a way, and this time you wouldn’t rule out the option of his death.

———————

Oh darling Y/n, how have you been?

I hope this letter reaches you rather soon, we both have much to discuss, no? About me, about you, and much more. You see, I’ve taken up quite a distaste to your little friends. Stone statues in Inazuma as small as Kitsunes truly hold no purpose, what will they do, come back to life? Haha, I should think not. I’ve already arranged to have them demolished, who knows what kind of material they might possess. Ah, and of course I’d show you the finishing product, unless you’re willing to come and have a chat with me once more? Under the Sakura tree like we used to, you’ve waited years, I believe you can wait for me?

I hope this letter reaches you in best interests. I’m always looking out for you after all.

Sincerely, your Balladeer

——————

It was raining.

Beautiful weather as you lay sitting there, feet crossed and tucked in the same you’d often do. After all, there was no need to fear the vision hunt decree or the Raiden Shogun. Let them come, let them take care of you before Scaramouche did.

You werent cold, not when the cold drops dampened your clothing, slipping down the length of your spine and drenching your face. Despite having lived in a luxury residency for such a long time, this was where you were most comfortable, enduring whatever the weather had for you, taking it with a smile. Because you were waiting…

The Kitsune Saiguu was a distant memory.

You were waiting for Scaramouche, the young boy that often bound into the field in lengthy strides, childlike wonder in his eyes. The one who’d cried when the other kids pushed him away, the one that just wanted to be praised. You’d held him in your arms, and now, even knowing the results, you wouldnt have done differently.

He was just a boy.

Just a boy when he joined the fatui, looking for praise that he was given. He created chaos and bellowed orders with a cruelty that was highly looked upon. Told that he was doing well, so he continued to do so.

He’s just a boy.

You wished you’d held him in your arms, if not only for a tad longer. Shield him away from the wrongness of the world, if only for one last time.

Banishing away your hatred for him was hard.

But you found it under the tree, rain soon dimming down to a clouded cold breeze that swept through the meadow. You’d hated him while stuck in the mansion, but you could now see it from a larger point of view. What he did was wrong of course, but you could remember him so vividly now. His small form giggling, tiny arms around your neck. 

“Play with me!”

Was it your fault?

For not holding him tighter? For trying to rectify his bad doings and teach him what was wrong and right? Maybe if your grip was firmer, if you’d spoken to him about the warmth he’d given you that day when playing cards...

“Lazy ass.”

Burying down that pile of worry and insecurities, you took a deep breath in to relax. The edge of your lip perked up, only slightly. “Still terrible with your social skills arent you?”

Slowly securing a dry space under the three with you, Scaramouche sat down. His features were the same ones you’d grown accustomed to at his mansion. Rich clothes, sharp eyes, and the baby face that refused to go away. His movements were soft as he pulled out a deck of cards. The two of you didnt speak as he distributed them between you both. It was tense… no, it felt too much like the warmth form long ago to be tense. You only wished the situation to be different.

“I love you.”

But you could only offer a bitter smile to his words. “I love my vision,” you replied. “I love the Kitsune Saiguu, and I love my friends.”

His touch was gentle when his fingers came to gently cradle your cheek. Holding your face dearly as he peered into your eyes, his were soft. Different from the cruelty he held within, the hatred that burned and destruction that seeked to explode.

You saw a little boy.

Your hand came to press his hand further against your cheek, till you slid his palm to your lips. He appeared so calm when you pressed the first kiss, lips tracing the lines along his palm with all the care in the world.

But you needed to change your view, see him as the man he now was. As the man he had become.

“I love you,” he repeated, and you let go of his hand. It fell limp by his side, cards all but forgotten. There was a much more pressing matter at hand, because you truly needed to see him as he was.

It was necessary if you planned to kill him.

[viktorsluvr]

atsumu x male reader

summary: f/n is in love with atsumu. atsumu has a girlfriend.

cw: f/n means first name, angst i guess, incomplete(?)

every day, f/n thought the same thing.

i love you.

i love you.

i love you...!

he knew he'd would never be able to say it. in fact, he would probably look at f/n disgusted if he ever found out he loved him. f/n wished he didnt.

—

"oi f/n!" f/n could hear atsumu shouting towards him from a little distance, as well as his twin mumbling something, though he could only see his mouth moving and without some impressive lip-reading skills, f/n could only barely guess he was scolding atsumu for being so loud. not that 'tsumu cared, anyway.

f/n waved slightly, not wanting to gain any more attention than he already had on him due to one of the famous miya twins screaming hi. when they reached him, astumu sat beside f/n, pressed together on the semi uncomfortable seats of the bus stops. "ya seem off. what'cha thinking 'bout?" f/n shook his head and looked down at the phone in your hand. it wasnt on and he wouldnt dare turn it on while the screen was right in his field of vision.

"i'm still so fucking tired. didnt sleep well." even if that wasn't the real reason he was off, f/n did in fact not sleep well the night before. then again, he often didnt sleep well because of the many overwhelming thoughts plaguing his mind. this time osamu replied, "same. couldn't get my eyes closed once, this dumbass was on his phone all night talking with some girl." "ya said yer wouldnt tell no one!!" osamu shrugged.

suddenly, f/n's mood sank even further down the drain. "you have a girlfriend or something?" f/n tried to put on a teasing smile to mask his disappointment, not sure of it working. the twins didnt notice, atsumu already started talking about that girl and osamu was on his phone, ignoring his brother. "well i guess it doesnt matter since 'samu already told ya. her name is aoi, she's like-" f/n tuned out the rest.

f/n moved his phone in a way that atsumu couldnt see what was on the screen. f/n always wanted to buy one of those screen protectors that hide your screen from the side angles, but in the end he didnt want to spend 15 dollars on some foil he sticks onto his phone. once his phone was completely out of atsumus view and he turned it on, what he was greeted with was a picture of the man himself. no, not a picture of f/n with atsumu, just atsumu.

f/n wasn't sure why, but he remembers the exact moment of taking this picture. it was just when practice was done; atsumu was still wearing his sports clothes. he was talking with his brother (who f/n cropped out – sorry 'samu!) and had the prettiest smile on his face.

no, really. that had to be the most beautiful thing f/n has ever seen.

so, f/n made that his lock screen. normally, this would've been what motivated him for the day, but right now it only seemed depressing. he was so close, but so out of reach.

he quickly unlocked his phone, going on inarizaki's website to check what subjects he would have today. he knew he had school until four and had to come to practice, but he was feeling nauseous just thinking about going there. this morning i was feeling just fine. why couldnt he just shut up? with the amount of force he was holding his phone with, there should've been a crack.

—

when lunch break finally came around, f/n hadnt gotten the events of that morning out of his head. yeah, normally he'd be overthinking stuff too, but the fact that atsumu had a girl he liked made him want to cry. or rip something apart.

when did atsumu even start liking girls? from what f/n knew, 'tsumu treated girls like shit. from the confessions under cherry blossom trees to fangirls at his games, he always hated them. what made him change his mind? part of f/n wanted to think the girl used some sort of love potion on atsumu, but then again, he didnt want to blame the girl.

it wasnt her fault after all.

well, maybe they just clicked. f/n wanted to laugh. he and atsumu clicked. but not in the same way, apparently. lost in his thoughts, f/n wasnt aware that he was the only one left in his classroom except for the twins. "you good?" f/n wanted to answer 'nah' just to match atsumus energy, but he couldnt get himself to do that.

instead, he shook his head. "it's fine."

f/n didnt take his lunch with him.

—

f/n dreaded what came after school. during lunch, atsumu kept talking about his girlfriend and no matter how hard he tried to drown his voice out, it didnt work. the only time where f/n wouldnt be caught up in his thoughts was in class when he was taking notes, but his my melody pencil he got from atsumu a few months ago kept trying to tear his thoughts away from school. just great!

after school activities. f/n had never wanted to skip practice this bad. the whole day - aoi this, girlfriend that - sure, f/n was happy for atsumu, but then again he was not. he wouldnt be able to deal with another two hours of atsumu bragging and talking about that girl.

f/n held his stomach in an uncomfortable way, trying to signalise that he had a bellyache, even if he didnt. osamu noticed, "are yer fine f/n? somethin' wrong with yer stomach?" f/n nodded, and explained how he mustve eaten something wrong. atsumu and osamu guaranteed him that they would tell the team about his predicament and he could go home early.

as soon as they were both out of sight, he let go of his stomach to get out of the hunching, uncomfortable position. nothing hurt, except for f/ns aching thoughts.

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[yengyangyo]

berry | k.s.w

pairings: kim sunwoo x female reader

genre: college au, friends to lovers

summary: you are in denial that you have a crush on your own friend, kim sunwoo until he made you confess your feelings.

word count: 1.9k

note: i wrote this on sunwoo's birthday. its quite late to post it cs i kept on postponing it sksksk but yea this was inspired by sunwoo's berry. enjoy reading! xo

-

you had sunwoo on your mind for days that you are lacking of sleep. it doesnt sit quite right for you to have this 'romantic' feelings for your bestfriend. meanwhile, sunwoo is not helping you to clear up your mind at all. he's just always there beside you no matter what.

he'd wait at the bus stop just to go to class together with you in the morning even when you're running late. lunch time together is a must unless one of you had other plans. both of you are just stuck together anywhere you go.

so for once, you thought it'd be a good plan to avoid him today. you woke up early that morning to get to class and you texted sunwoo that you had a discussion with your groupmates. this went on for a few days, you were making excuses everyday but sunwoo believed you.

until he couldnt take it anymore.

you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket and you saw sunwoo on the caller id. you were hesitating to pick it up until you felt someone grabbing your wrist from the back, turning you around.

"found ya!"

sunwoo appeared in front of you with the brightest smile. you couldn't help but to feel happy and welcomed by him that you started smiling unknowingly. you get back to your senses seconds later and avoided his eyes.

sunwoo knew something was wrong when he saw your expression fell. he glanced at your phone that kept ringing. he ended the call and your phone went off too.

"why arent you answering my calls? are you still busy?"

you couldnt stand seeing sunwoo looking all gloomy and upset. you felt bad for ignoring him so you tried making up excuses again.

"oh yea i was about to pick it up. sorry,"

sunwoo pouted and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. he's using his favourite perfume again today, you noticed. that scent happened to be your fav of him too. you felt weak and wanting to crawl into a hole or something.

"im craving chicken today. how about chicken and beer for dinner tonight?"

sunwoo turned his head at you, waiting for an answer. you looked up at him and his face was only inches away from you. you looked away, flustered. he had always been this way but only now you noticed how you felt about him which made it more awkward to be this close to him.

"i dont know, sunwoo. i'll have to check with my groupmates," you said, pretending to check your phone for your nonexistent messages.

"its friday come on. i havent hang out with you for days already," sunwoo whined and that made you laugh.

"alright but i get to choose where to eat,"

-

you chose the chicken restaurant near your neighbourhood where you both are regular customers there. the place was crowded with youngsters like the both of you, drunken with beer and chicken.

you were also getting tipsy from drinking. the first 30 minutes of the dinner went normal. asking how each other had been doing with the college life.

sunwoo sighed and rested his chin on his right palm. his eyes falters on you, searching for something. you looked away, feeling a bit burdened and transparent, because sunwoo knew you werent acting yourself these days.

"hey," he called you but you didnt answer and still avoiding the eye contact.

"hey look at me,"

you were startled at the warmth on both of your cheeks. sunwoo was cupping your cheeks to make you look at him straight in the eyes. you didnt know if this warmth was from his hand or from you blushing.

"what's wrong?" he asked. now his hand moved to yours, holding it tight. "you're avoiding me these days. do you think i didnt notice?"

silence fell between you two, just staring at each other. the guilt creeping up inside you and you didn't know where to start.

its the smallest gesture from him that create butterflies in your stomach.

that one time he opened the water bottle for you when he saw you struggling and saying that you're such a baby. his laughter filled the room when you frowned at the remark. you know how much he loves annoying you and in the end he always made you laugh too.

on rainy days, he'd always share the umbrella with you and keeping you close to him so you wouldnt get drenched. sometimes he'd gently rub your arm so you wouldn't get too cold.

sometimes he'd call you names like how boyfriend and girlfriend do, jokingly. though, you somewhat enjoyed it and played along. pretending to cringe but actually was flattered by him.

at this moment, your hand in his, eyes boring into each other, you just want to scream at him how much you love him.

you smiled in defeat and pulled back your hand.

"there were just so many thoughts going on my mind lately, sunwoo. im so sorry,"

he didn't question you any further and he nodded his head.

"whatever it is youre thinking, i just want you to know i'm always here for you,"

you smiled, this time sincerely at him.

"you always are sunwoo. i appreciate that,"

he smirked, "after all, i am the best that you got,"

you rolled your eyes and gave him your disgusted face.

"so are you gonna tell me what's bugging you?"

"i think i like someone. he's just always running round in my mind these days,"

you didnt know where the courage came from to blurt out that out of your mouth. sunwoo who was halfway shoving a piece of chicken in his mouth, stopped. he put it down and looked at you, doubting himself if he heard that right.

"i couldnt stop thinking about him. that pretty much explains that i like him right? or is it just my mind playing games with me?"

you swore you saw his face fell for a second but he went back to the usual sunwoo after that.

"does he know about your feelings?"

you shrugged, "nah. im still trying to find out what i really feel about him. should i tell him?"

sunwoo didnt say anything and chugged down his beer until its empty.

"yea why not," he answered simply. "he must be really lucky to have you,"

you laughed, "i havent done anything yet. there's a possibility that he'd reject me too anyway,"

its funny how you talk about this like its some stranger to sunwoo when you are talking about him. you felt light hearted a bit after letting that out.

"who'd reject you?" sunwoo said while playing with that piece of chicken, not looking at you anymore. "you're pretty and fun,"

you raised an eyebrow, wondering if you heard that right. he was still poking the chicken with his fork, eyes hazy and lips pouting.

"so you're not gonna tell me who is this guy you have a crush on?"

"you'll find out soon,"

-

sunwoo offered to walk you home though you kindly told him he didn't have to. he insisted and now you are walking beside him. he was suddenly quiet after the conversation you had with him.

"is that why you're avoiding me? because you have a crush on this guy?"

he asked, hands in his pockets, eyes looking forward. you looked at him, feeling a bit weirded out by his cold tone.

"no... okay maybe? i dont know. i just needed some time to myself,"

sunwoo fell quiet again for the rest of the walk home. when you reached the front gate of your house, you looked back at sunwoo. he looked like he was upset. you walked up to him and pat his side.

"hey thanks for walking me home. i'll tell you everything when i'm ready okay?"

sunwoo didnt say anything and you turned around to get out of that awkward moment.

"no i'll tell you everything right now okay? hear me out,"

you stopped in your tracks and facing him in confusion. he was pacing around, his hands are restless in his pockets.

"before you confess to him i guess i have to make a move on you first," sunwoo said, this time he raised his voice. "this is why people are saying we should always tell what we feel before we regret it and i dont want to regret it but i think im too late,"

you are worried at him. he looked like he was about to break down right in front of you. you wanted to comfort him but you didnt get what he's trying to say.

"sunwoo, i dont understand. what is it?"

sunwoo stopped pacing around and stopped directly in front of you. you swore you saw his eyes tearing up and you wanted to cry too. you thought, the alcohol has made both of you emotional.

"i like you,"

you both felt like the world is weighing down. it was as if the time has stopped for you two. you were staring at each other in disbelief.

"i know you like someone else and i shouldve told you sooner. i kept on putting back my feelings behind," sunwoo halted, gasping for air. "im too late now but i have to tell you this,"

"sunwoo-"

"i dont care who he is. but i want you to know that you deserve of love. you kept on telling yourself you dont deserve anyone. you know how badly i want to tell you that im here? i want to love you," sunwoo was practically shouting at this point. he sighed, "shit im already am in love with you,"

at those words, your tears came streaming down like crazy. you've never seen him cry but tonight he looked beautiful even when he's crying. you lurched forward and wrapped your arms around him. he buried his face in your neck and you felt his warm tears on your skin.

"im sorry. i just wanted to let that out after keeping it for so long. this is the worst timing huh?" he murmured under his breath.

you shook your head and laughed. you let go of the hug first and cupped his face in your hands. teary eyes staring at each other.

"sunwoo its you,"

"what?"

"i love you too,"

you closed the distance between the two of you, kissing him for the first time. that caught him off guard but then smiled in the kiss. it was sloppy but sunwoo is for sure leading you well at this. you both craved for this for a long time already. you were still crying of relief and touched by his confession.

"you should've told me before i start crying like an idiot," sunwoo looked down at you, smiling with his swollen eyes.

you laughed at him and you snuggled more into his embrace not wanting to let go too soon. you realized how much you miss him after those dreading days of ignoring him. he rested his chin on your head while gently patting you.

"im sorry ive been ignoring and denying my feelings for you,"

"its okay. thank god we actually like each other though," you both laughed at the same time and you havent felt this happy and giddy before.

"so i can actually call you my baby now?" sunwoo asked smirking at you playfully, knowing how much you hated it before.

"that's still cringy but sure, babe,"

[technowoah]

Hi! This is my first time doing a request for a prompt list but can you do prompts 1,34,25 if you can put those in one fanfic, or mini series. Again this is my first time requesting a prompt list thing. If you can’t fit those three in there you can just do 1 of them. If anything I wrote just made sense, sorry if it didn’t. Have a good day!

Rather Be Devisive Then Indecisive...

Thanks for the request! I decided to do Techno cause I need some Techno content here!

Sorry it took so long 😭

C! Techno x gen neutral! Reader (platonic)

1) "I fucking hate you" "please dont say that"

34) "one more chance please?" "You're being greedy"

25) "You're right. You are useless"

⚠︎ swearing, indecisive reader, angst, angst, mentions of weapons, mentions of death, mentions of tnt & explosions, Wilbur's last canon life, sad techno, I didn't proofread, this story is so fucking long-

"Dont you see history repeating itself?!"

You found yourself in a huge predicament right now while standing by Technoblade's side, adorned in netherite armor and weapons. You were facing against the people you used once to love, the people you eere supposed to kill. You hadn't seen Tommy's face so distraught in quite some time.

Everyone thought you were the traitor, you lost the trust of the people you once sided with and loved. You couldnt stand to see the pain Tommy had in his eyes and the betrayal Tubbo showed. It wasn't true, from what you heard it wasn't true.

You didn't just appear on Technoblade's side one day, it was a tough ride to follow. The beginning of your journey had you looking desperately for a place to be, a home. You were lost in the huge kingdom with huge monuments and different types of people.

Then came L'Manburg. A place where you could be free, at least they sold it like that. You had met Tommy and Tubbo while on the Prime Path and immediately asked about their blue war coats and they immediately introduced you to L'Manburg. You were accepted a while later, meeting the citizens and making connections with all of them.

Then came Manburg and Pogtopia which led you here next to Technoblade as he went on about replacing tyrant with another. You were always on Technoblade's side ever since he joined Pogtopia. All it took was constant literature sessions and talks about politics and you were on board with his ideals and his hate for government.

You were apart of L'Manburg before Pogtopia and Technoblade had changed your mind on government he made you see everything through a different lense and that lense was beautiful and clear. You adapted his ways of thinking quickly and became "one of his personal favorites" as he would say.

Technoblade set off a firework explosion and everyone screamed and scattered, that was the "go" you ended up attacking somone else that wasn't a close friend of yours. You were trying not to attack anyone, this wasnt your style. Yes, Techno had taught you fighting styles and how to become stronger but you didn't want to fight who you considered your family.

You eventually found yourself on a hill looking over the explosions and swords swinging in the gleaming sun. People below were looking in your direction quickly then heading back into battle wondering why there werent any fireworks hot from above, but you couldnt do it. You just couldn't bring yourself to soot the crossbow that was hanging on your hip. Techno kept looking up towards you as you looked back towards him in distraught.

Everyone was yelling until Dream had spoken up.

"You know who the trader was Tommy? Tommy the traitor was Wilbur."

No it couldn't be.

"No! Technoblade killed Tubbo and Y/N left us behind, they're the traitors!" Tommy exclaimed in confusion.

Your mind couldn't make up anything at the moment, was Wilbur the real traitor instead of everyone thinking it was you? Everyone was questioning if Dream was right or not, but you were so into your own mind you didn't hear that one faint scream that lead to many others.

The ground started shaking like a earthquake was about to happen and then the ground started to break apart and explode revealing the huge amounts of TNT that was placed under the stone and dirt. You felt uneasy as smoke, and debris flew from the ground and up into the air. You heard screams of agony who were caugh in the explosion, screams of anguish who witnessed the explosion and screams of joy.

Emotions flew through you like blood. This wasnt what was supposed to happen was is? You were a citezen of L'Manburg before a citizen of Pogtopia and this was the worst thing you have ever seen. The sky turned dark and grey, the place you used to call home is gone and the person who destroyed your home was the one who built it.

"Wilbur?!" You screamed as you saw him and Philza staning next to what looked like a man made cave in the hill.

Everyone else followed your line of sight and saw Wilbur standing next to Philza talking to him. Philza had a sword in his hand and what is seemed like arguing with Wilbur as well. Everything seemed so chaotic you didnt know what to focus on, Wilbur and Philza, Dream inevitably sneaking away, or Technoblade's glare at you from a top a building. You couldn't bring yourself to face Techno right now. Technoblade was a source of comfort for you, but at this moment you had no where to turn.

The straw that broke the camel's back was seeing Philza kill Wilbur. He pierced the sword through his heart and as Wilbur's legs couldn't hold himself up anymore Philza hugged his son and fell down to the ground with him hugging him in his last moments as everyone below screamed at Philza.

Your vision became blurry as tears welled up in your eyes. Everything was gone. You had nothing left to go back, no home, no Wilbur. It seemed like Tommy and Tubbo didn't want you back in their lives so it seemed hopeless. Falling to your knees you cradled your face in your hand trying to block out all of the commotion outside.

L'Manburg was like a home you always wanted but never had. They were like family and you grew too attached. You loved them like brothers and a sister. You loved them you grew attached to them as well, especially to Wilbur because you looked up to him as a leader and he took you under his wing when you had no where to go, he cared for you like a big brother. Tommy and Tubbo were also another two you grew too attached to because of Tommy's impulsiveness and Tubbo's attention to detail and caring for others.

After the fall of L'Manburg Technoblade had to make everything worse.

He had looked towards you one last time before getting into position.

"Are you just gonna sit there!? We have a job to do!" Techno said while unsheathing a sword.

"Isn't the job done already?!" You yelled back still sat on the hill.

Techno started to laugh. "Barely!"

He jumped down from the building and into some rubble underneath him and you followed him down the hill. Techno had brung out soul sand and began placing it on the ground with wither skeleton skulls in his hands. You walked over to him and he handed you a skeleton skull, you reluctantly took it out of his hands and you saw him smirk at your compliance.

Tommy began walking towards Techno and you in a fiery rage ready to fight him. He couldn't get straight to him because of a small gap the explosion made. Tommy was trying to keep everyone on that side, safe. Dream and Punz jumped over the gap and joined both you and Techno by the soul sand.

"Stop this right now Techno!"

"You stay over there Tommy!"

The two bickered back and forth until they eventually died down and Technoblade spoke up over the talking and yelling coming from the side Tommy was on.

"Tommy, do you think you're a hero? Is that what this is?" Techno said while letting his guard down for a moment and put his crossbow down.

"I just- I just wanted L'Manburg!" Tommy exclaimed back clearly confused.

You werent a stranger to Technoblade's speeches you were a fan of them really, but not when its against someone you would consider a brother.

Technoblade spoke up over Tommy. "You wanted power.

"I wanted L'Manburg, thats all I ever wanted. I wanted..." Tommy stopped talking for a moment, like he was thinking.

"Tommy you just did a coup! You just did a hostile government takeover and then immediately instilled yourself as president." Techno explained to him in a more serious voice than before.

"And then you gave it to your friend, but that still a tyrant Tommy!"

"But the thing about his world Tommy, is that good things dont happen to heros. Let me tell you a story Tommy. A story of a man called Theseus."

Technoblade had taught you about Greek literature and how they could be compared to people in the kingdom today. He so happened to find correlations between Tommy and Theseus at this moment.

You were still anxiously waiting for Technoblade's long speech to end so you could get this heartbreak over with. The need to cry more never became more apparent until now, the need ro run away and never come back but you wanted to listen.

"His country was endagered and he sent himself forward into enemie lines, he slayed the minotaur and saved his city. You know what they did to him Tommy?!"

"What did they do-"

"They exiled him. He died in disgrace, despised by his people. Thats what happens to heros Tommy." Techno finished his Greek mythology speech.

Tubbo spoke up from behind Tommy. "But he saved everyone!"

"The Greeks knew the score, but if you want to be a hero Tommy that's fine." Technoblade started walking backwards with a wither skulls in each hand.

You had soul sand infront of you and you were waiting till Technoblade set the first wither out into the world. There were wither skulls in the brown grass so you all could quickly put the skulls ontop if the sand. Technoblade thought it was a good idea to have multiple withers flying in L'Manburg at once. You and Techno were probably going to get attacked by the withers too because withers dont know who made them, they just attack.

"Technoblade dont do this! We're so close! Im not the hero! No one's the hero!" Tommy pleaded and that made your heart drop.

"You want to be a hero Tommy?! THEN DIE LIKE ONE!"

There it is. Techno started placing the skeleton heads on the soul sand and you followed suit placing three skulls onto the other. The two withers started to form and grow besides you and Technoblade. You didnt want to do this at all. You could hear the screams from the former Pogtopia and L'Manburg citizens, this wasnt what you wanted. You didn't want Wilbur to die, you didn't want L'Manburg to go, and of course you didnt want your family to die.

Technoblade grabbed your hand and led you to a higher plane, both of you dodging the blows the withers were giving out to anyone in their way. You had made it a top of the building Technoblade was before. You felt like your lungs had no air in them, from the running and and seeing Tommy desperately trying to fight a wither above him, Tubbo shooting arrows next to Quackity and the withers making Wilbur's explosion bigger than it was.

Technoblade started laughing at the destruction and the screams of the people below. You knew Technoblade was a dangerous man, he killed and did it for his own reasons that you didnt argue against. He had told you that he will tell you one day, but this wasnt that day. You didn't want to hear anything from him, you had lost everything.

"I fucking hate you." You breathed out in disbelief at the destruction below.

"Please dont say that." Techno rolled his eyes.

"You're not telling the truth-"

"MY LIFE IS GONE TECHNO! I- My home is gone! Wilbur is gone! Where do I go?!"

"Hou have me! What are you talking about? Did you just blindly follow me?! Newsflash I'm not Wilbur, Im not Schlatt! Im my own person that dosent associate with government so might as well destroy the government physically." Techno looked back out into the chaos.

"This cant be the way!"

"Do you have another plan?!"

"If I did it wouldn't have mattered." You said calming down, but still angry.

"Should've said something sooner." Techno said while walking away from the edge of the building and away from you.

"Again, it wouldn't have mattered." You said as a final statement before he walked away.

You didnt know where he was going nor did you care at this point. You retreated for now and found yourself back in Pogtopia. Going down into the decorated cave and reminiscing on times shared. The moments where Tommy was messing with Wilbur, when Tubbo immediately relaxed when he found himself around Pogtopia and he could be himself, when Techno and you had extremely deep talks in the potato farm.

You ended up going back to your home later that night trying to clear your mind and trying to know where to go next. The next morning your feet had a mind of its own that morning because you ended up at Tommy's house. You had knocked on his door and he swung it opened it with his widened eyes not expecting you to be there. He was bandaged up more than usual, he had scars on his hands and face too. It was a sad sight for you.

"Y/N?! What are you doing here!? I didn't-"

You cut Tommy off by hugging him and trying not to cry at the sight.

"Im so sorry Tommy." You said regretting everything.

"Im sorry I hurt you."

"Hey calm down. I forgive you, but it's gonna be hard ya know?" Tommy explained as you let him go sniffling.

"I understand, you shouldn't feel obligated to forgive me I know its going to be hard to help them grow even though I betrayed them." You slightly laughed and Tommy smiled.

You felt accomplished that day. You hung out with Tommy the whole day, then found Tubbo as well. They both accepted you but slowly but surely were going to forgive you. You hated that they were in pain but they knew you were in pain as well. Later that day you sat down with the both of them and wrote letters to everyone wanting to reconnect again. The two had said they would help deliver the letters while you delivered some too.

The day turned into night and you and Tubbo were currently walking around doing nothing in particular. Tommy had headed home as you promised to visit him tomorrow. You and Tubbo both ended up on the topic of Phil. Silence fell upon you two, you didn't know what to say about that. You didn't know Phil that well, but he seemed regretful. Wilbur's death became a touchy subject between you two. Tubbo then asked you about Technoblade and you had no answer to that either.

Technoblade left without telling you anything at first you didnt care, but now you are slightly regretting having that stupid fight. Days continued to go on and your regret became more apparent each and every day. You had reconnected with former L'Manburg members and asked for forgiveness. It was a slow process but you all became closer in due time.

Technoblade and your relationship grew further apart and you noticed that. You never seen him since the final day of L'Manburg until one day.

You had visited the abandoned and long forgotton Pogtopia once more longing for the days before all Hell broke loose.

"What are you doing here?" You turned your head to see Technoblade standing not too far away from you.

"What are YOU doing here?! Where have you been?" You exclaimed not knowing whether to run to him or stand still.

"Well im used to being left alone. It's not that hard you should try it sometimes."

"Last thing I remember was you walking away."

"Last thing I remember was you yelling at me and telling me that you fucking hated me." Techno said matching your tone.

"I was in a bad place at that moment." You tried to justify your actions when in reality you couldn't.

"Weren't you all!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" You said getting defensive.

"I mean all of you L'Manburgians. You all were going through something. That something was the death of your leader and the inevitable death if your country. You apparently never let go of that side, L'Manburg is still with you somehow." Techno explained to you.

He always read you like an open book. You still never let go of L'Manburg and thats why you went back and left your and Technoblade's relationship behind. Yes that was your fault, but you can try and reconnect, try to build trust again.

"Can't I be with them and you at the same time?" You asked, while your confidence left your body.

"NO! WHAT?! Why would you say that?! Have you been listening to me?!"

"I have! You-"

"No you clearly fucking havent! They are feeding into the very thing they sought to destroy! History is repeating and you going back is only encouraging it! Soon enough the new "L'Manburg" will fall time and time again!" Technoblade yelled clearly fed up with the conversation.

"Technoblade. I wanted to make ammends with you! I wanted to be on your side again!" You pleaded.

"Apparently not because you keep runnning to L'Manburg!"

You were getting desperate, it felt like everything was lost again. Why did you have to chose between anti-government and pro-government. You didnt have to, you just needed your friendship that was torn apart glued back together. The need to rekindle the friendship between you and Technoblade began to exceed everything else and continued to cloud your mind.

"One more chance please?!"

"You're being greedy." Techno taunted.

"Techno listen! I-"

"I am listening." He interrupted you on purpose.

"Seriously I wanted to rekindle our friendship so please just let me do this!" You pleaded.

"That's not going to be happening anytime soon. You know Im usually the one being left, but now that I see you like this I now understand why people leave others." He laughed.

You stayed silent and that gave him the opportunity to speak more.

"Those that have treated me with kindness, I will repay that kindness tenfold. And those that treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends. I shall pay that injustice a thousand times over."

Another speech he would use another time. Your gaze was set on the stone ground beneath you. You couldn't face him and you knew he was talking about you. You weren't going to get the happy ending you always dreamt of. You were always aware of falling out of friendships but you never knew that one of your falling friendships would hurt this badly.

"All that time ago, you're right, you were right. You are useless."

"I dont need you anymore." Technoblade continued and ascended up the stairs to leave. He left you alone down in Pogtopia, it was hard.

"I came here to get actual shit done, but it turns out I couldn't." You heard Technoblade mumble upstairs before you were for sure he left.

You were left in the once lively underground community of Pogtopia. It was quiet and still now with the only thing was a small cool whispering of the wind.

You had your family, slowly but surely it was coming together but now everything seemed more broken than ever. Unbeknownst to you everything would get worse.

[sningo-prompts]

What if Emmet was there when Ingo came back to the present.

This got a little long and sorry if its wonky i kept getting texts from a wrong number. Smh.

Maybe Emmet got this feeling deep in his gut and went to the forrest. Right when he reaches the spot theres a bright flash of white light then Ingo is there. Hes laying on the ground but Emmet is frozen in place. Theres no way this can be happening. Its when Ingo starts to sit up does Emmet snap out of it and rushes to his brother. Smothering him in a tight hug. Pulling Ingo close as if he could vanish again any moment.

Ingo is a bit confused for just a moment before the memories come flooding back. Tears well in his eyes and he realises whos hugging him. How could he ever forget. Hes returning the hug just as desperately as Emmet now. He never wants to forget his brother again. Softly he whispers his brothers name. His own tears start to slowly fall.

They sit like that for a moment. Before Emmet noticed how much Ingo is trembling. Somethings wrong. “Ingo?” Then Ingos grip on Emmet tightens. Something is verrrry wrong indeed. Emmet pulls back to see Ingos face twisted in pain. “INGO!” But Ingos only response is shaking his head.

His memory finally back. Hes finally back. But something is so very wrong with him. It started in his chest. A dull ache then it grew and grew. The pain spreading like fire over his whole body. He felt like little needles started to force their way out of his skin. Thinking it couldnt get worse he heard a crack. A soft cry of pain escaped him as another and another crack rang through the air. His bones they had started breaking and reforming. His hands started next, his fingers joining together. He pulled them infront of him and saw them start to form two digits. No not new fingers but they started to sharpen on the ends. Slowly he started getting smaller and smaller. He couldnt tell as his eyes had been clamped shut from the pain when his face started to change. Then it got 100 times worse as his  delicate skull started to re construct. He screamed out in pain as his face was slowly changed. It was to much. He couldnt take it. Right before it was finally over Ingo blacked out right as his ear feather finally started to pop out.

Emmet was frozen in place. The horrific scene playing out right in front of him. All he could do was watch as his brother changed from human into a sneasel. He didnt know what to do. What could he do? He sat, tears streaming down his face as his brother cried out again and again from the painful transformation. Ingo getting smaller and smaller. Emmet just wanted it to stop. He didnt want to see this. But he couldnt look away as his brothers body distorted itself into something new. Finally when it was almost over Ingo passed out. Emmet didnt know how many more of his brothers screams he could take. When it was finally over Emmet sat there frozen in place, arms fallen to his sides, as he stared at the bundle of Ingos clothing. Thinking Ingo was gone yet again.

Then it moved. A tiny bit. Emmet didnt register till it moved again. Quickly he started digging into Ingos clothes only for a strange sneasel to pop its head up. They stared at each other for a moment. Holding eye contact, till the sneasel broke it. Emmet slowly reached a hand out to grasp its face “ingo?” He called out softly. It was when the sneasel backed away that Emmet started to think the worst had happened. “Ingo it is me Emmet. Please you have to still be there.” But the sneasel just looked at him confused. Emmets arm dropped as he slumped forward. Ingo is gone. Why why did this happen. He doesnt want to be alone again. Please he just got Ingo back. Tears fall to the ground as Emmet sat there numb to the world.

It wasnt until the sneasel started trying to w him did he come back to reality. It was nothing Ingo would have done but Emmet had a thought “maybe i can turn him back!” So filled with determination he gets up, picking up all of Ingos clothing, and then the sneasel he sets off back to home. Its not much but its something.

When he finally gets back he gently lays the sneasel and all of Ingos stuff down in a pile on a chair in the living room. The sneasel had fallen asleep on the journey. Emmet himself is also extremely exhausted so he just plops down on the couch. He looks over to see the sneasel softly snoozing. What is he going to do. How can he fix this. He doesnt know but he quickly falls asleep himself.

When he wakes up he feels a pressure on his chest. Slowly he opens his eyes to find that the sneasel had moved to sleep on him. A soft rumbling was coming from it. Emmet reached up to pat its head. He woke it up in the process of petting it. But its face is what shocked Emmet. That frown. Those eyes. It was. It looks just like Ingo. Softly Emmet called out to him. “Ingo?? Is that you?” Looking directly into Emmets eyes the sneasel gave a small nod “snee” oh OH it was Ingo. He was still in there. Emmet didnt care why Ingos mind returned but he wasnt alone. He went to pull Ingo into a huge only to have Ingo cry out. Emmet froze in place. Gently ever so gently he sat Ingo down again. Ingos body is still very sore.

I uhh am gonna end this here before i end up writing a full on fic or something. But basically i thought “what if Emmet got to watch Ingo transform” now Emmet is gonna have some sick nightmares. Also the pain had been to much for Ingo so his kind retreated from it. But he came back. Now Emmet is gonna be afraid Ingos mind will go and never come back. Trauma trauma let me traumatise the boys.

[aphrodict]

@lqvI3y :

“hii! Can I request hcs where the reader is an archon like she’s the pyro archon and she’s also living amongst here people and then she stumbles upon Zhongli since he was in their nation with the traveller and he recognizes her right away but the reader pretends not to recognize him cuz they have a history (exes HAHAHA) and also because of Guizhong soo hcs of Zhongli trying to win her back hehe sorry if its kinda confusing hehe but thank you in advancee! Have a nice dayy 💖”

omg im inlove with the creativity and idea with this....ofc ill do it

i am so sorry if this was around june 9 or whatever like really im so sorry ive been so busy !!

history

fem n archon! reader x zhongli

warnings: none

genre: fluff , slight angst,gen

characters/pairing: zhongli,fem!reader

media: genshin impact

hcs under the cut!

it just started as a normal day in Liyue, nothing wrong just Zhongli aiding the Traveller and Paimon.

thats until he recognizes a face from the crowd

poor boy didnt think he would find YOU here

“Traveller, give me a moment”

Immediately, the geo archon walked towards your figure. He looks calm, but is actually panicking inside

“Excuse me, are you _____ ?” He asked.

Oh....Oh no, you recognized him. Without wanting to cause any trouble, AND make some ahem, memories come back. You played, well, dumb.

“Who?” You asked. NOT THAT DUMB

After what zhongli thought, was a failed attempt. He tried to form a plan, to win you back.

Traveller and Paimon can do whatever the hell on their own anyway.

Zhongli is a very attentive man, he remembers small details about people. Their likes,dislikes,favorite place etc. (Un?)fortunately he still remembers yours.

As a first try, he invites you to dinner.

You eat your favorite dishes, while he just dines with his own food. Suprisingly the broke man brought mora. Possibly stolen

After the “date” he recalls some memories and asks if you still remember it. So you continued to play hard to get and-

“No..? But how did you know my favorite dishes tho, amazing!”

this is gonna be quite the adventure.

Next thing is he brings you to one of Liyues areas, where treasure can be most found.

Proceeds to show you priceless artifacts and tell stories from the past. He grows frustrated each time you say “I dont know”

Still, it was another failed attempt

Zhongli was quite unsure if he should quit or keep going. It was a mess

He took you to one of your favorite places. An area that gives you so many memories in just a single step.

“Archons if you still forget what happened, you are still stubborn as ever _____”

You gave up, he was trying and you felt too bad.

Eventually, he won you over

“You made me wait an entire week, just to keep you as mine again huh?” He said, giggling in response.

AAHHHH i couldnt stop CRYING while making this. Hope it was nice!