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lunaslovelyrambles · 3 years

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I can't get over that other scenario where levi's s/o takes a bullet for sasha 😭 can you please do a different scenario where levi's s/o still does take the bullet for sasha but ends up surviving

Plzzzzz (btw I love your posts)

AHH IM SORRY

i’m glad you liked it tho!! even if it made you sad it always makes me feel good to know that you enjoyed it 🤙😩

sort of spoilers for s4 ep8, death/blood

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levi ackerman

The last thing you expected when you boarded the airship was for something like this to happen. You knew that you’d scold yourself forever over stupidly letting your guard down after stepping foot onto the wooden flooring of the ship.

Well, if you survived, that is.

The last few moments that led to now replayed in your head like a movie. Currently, you were laid out on the floor, blood pooling around you and too much damn noise around you.

But before you happened to be shot in the stomach you remembered being on the airship above Libero, ready to pick up the fellow Scouts from battle.

You also recalled seeing Levi board with Zeke. As he passed by you he shot you a quick glance that you’ve come to know means I’m okay, you’re okay, we’re okay. And that helped ease your mind despite the intensity and commotion of the day. You wish you could’ve spoken with him at least for a second but he was busy.

You were too. After all you were a part of the Scouts too, assigned to help Hange with plans aboard the actual blimp. It still didn’t help the fact that you were worried sick about the man you loved and just wanted this damn mission to be over.

It wasn’t long before Eren was climbing in, then Mikasa and finally the rest of your comrades.

Seeing them alive and relatively okay made you feel better. You knew there was no way everyone would make it out alive but knowing that the majority of you lived felt.. nice.

You were okay, Levi was okay, and your friends and fellow soldiers were all going to be fine.

Until a young girl with vengeance in her eyes and a loaded gun boarded the ship. You heard the commotion going on behind you and quickly turned only to be met with the barrel of a gun pointed at Sasha.

You couldn’t remember at what point you pushed her out of the way, but you did. And in saving her life you had taken the hit yourself.

“(Y/N)! Stay with us!” Sasha’s voice barely rang into your ears as you lulled back to the present. She was hovering above you, palms a deep crimson from trying to stop your wound from bleeding.

More voices could be heard shouting in the background. Despite them sounding urgent and yelling you could barely hear them. Your entire body was getting tired and you just.. wanted.. sleep.

“Hey..! Keep your eyes open (Y/N)!” a voice you could break recognize as Jean said. But you couldn’t. Your eyelids felt so heavy and the call for sleep was so loud.

Just... a few seconds wouldn’t hurt, right?

Your eyes slid shut and all the noise stopped.

-x-

The next time your eyes open you find yourself in a tent. Odd, you thought, because part of you hoped the afterlife would be a little bit nicer. Still, you couldn’t deny that awakening in a tent brought about some familiarity.

You groan, turning to move to your side to get comfortable only to hiss out in pain. You once again thought this was odd because.. was there supposed pain in the afterlife.

Maybe you weren’t-

“Hey. Stop that you’ll only hurt yourself more.”

The all too familiar annoyed tone with subtle undertones of concern rung out in the tent. When you looked up you saw none other than Levi staring down at you.

You gave him a once over and immediately noticed how tired he was. Sure, in the many years that you’ve known him he rarely ever slept. But he never showed fatigue. You knew that he got a little too good at hiding things like that. Despite that, in this moment, he looked purely and utterly exhausted.

“You don’t look too great yourself either,” you quipped as you sat up fully despite the immense pain in your side.

“It’s not every day that your lover gets shot, nearly bleeds out to death, and then is asleep for several weeks,” he continued to stare down at you, this time with noticeably sadder eyes.

“Weeks? I was..” you brought a hand up to your head as you tried to process it all. But before you could make contact with your head, Levi grabbed your hand and slightly kissed your knuckles.

The action made you stop your train of thought. The amount of time you were asleep for wasn’t the issue right now.

It didn’t matter that you had missed several weeks of your life. Levi had to go several weeks wondering if you would live to tomorrow, if he would maybe get to see you again.

You couldn’t imagine the pain he must be in.

“I’m so sorry. For worrying you for that long. But I’m okay, Levi, and I promise I’m not going anywhere anytime soon,” you slightly rubbed his thumb now with the hand he took earlier. He didn’t say anything. Instead, he chose to relish in the feeling of your skin against his.

It was warm.

He sighed heavily and he could feel the biggest weight lifted off of his shoulders. He gripped your hand ever so slightly as he gave you a rare, sincere smile.

“Thank you, (Y/N)... For staying.”

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showf4lls · 2 years

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laz…i come forth with my request. i sincerely apologize in advance for the length i-

some basic info:

i go by ivy! and my pronouns are she/her/they

platonic match up with a cc! pleaseee

i’m pansexual hehe

my aesthetic is chaotic academia with a touch of cottagecore!!! i like wearing skirts and dresses but also funky sweaters and jeans or plaid pants

my personality:

i’m definitely more on the introverted side and i tend to stay at home

i’m the type of person who makes their friends order food or ask questions because i’m too nervous to do so 🥲

i’m pretty quiet and shy until i get comfortable with someone, im SUPER talkative and friendly. i’m a pretty loyal person, mainly bc i’ve had instances with friends who weren’t very loyal to me, so i could never let someone else down.

i’m super awkward in general so i’m not that outgoing unless i’m really forced too-

my sense of humor is sort of just dry/sarcastic except i’m horrible at doing either and i tend to laugh at my own jokes even if they aren’t that funny. it’s also kind of just chaos humor???

i have bad social anxiety so i’m not prone to stepping out of my comfort zone that easily but i’m learning to get better with dealing with it!!!

things i like and my hobbies:

i love movies with all my heart. like i’m really obsessed with them. i think the process of filmmaking is super cool and i really love the stories that films tell, and i’d love be a part of the film industry someday!!! not like an actor or anything, like a director or a screenwriter

i think history is fascinating!! especially the odd/morbid sides of history, i could talk about it for hours. i had an obsession with really dark and creepy sides of history as a kid and it’s just stayed around through the years lol.

my favorite movies are dead poets society, fellowship of the rings, the curse of the black pearl, and pride and prejudice and i can ramble on about each for HOURS. i’m a huge nerd what can i say

i collect dvds and cds!!! i think they’re super fun to collect, idk why.

my taste in music is like indie pop/indie folk

top three six songs:

“august” by flipturn

“krystal” by matt maltese

“call it fate, call it karma” by the strokes

“sex sells” by lovejoy

“ghost ship” by blur OR “the comfort of a laugh track” by roar

(i really couldn’t choose which ones i prefer so you get twice the amount, i am so sorry-)

misc:

if you could pick either someone from chuckle sandwich or the dream smp, that’d be awesome!!!

i live near the coast, so i really like cool weather and the beach!!

i got anxiety 😎 but i’m trying to get better at dealing with it

im trying to be more productive and also more attentive cause i have big issues with both whoops

i got a cat hehe

i hope that wasn’t too much ahhh. but congrats yet again on 200!!!!! 💞💕💕

― vibe check! i match you with... ted nivison !

cw + info! fluff, headcanons, platonic / no CWs

includes! cc!ted nivison

note! ivy i am trying so hard not to match you with every single one of the chuckle sammy guys rn, i really am. i was stuck on c!karl for you, too oml. YOUR MUSIC TASTE IS IMMACULATE WTF. also, for anyone interested, feel free to check out the event here!

– super patient with you

– with your anxiety, he's constantly checking in (when it's warranted, of course; he doesn't like the idea of accidentally emotionally smothering you) and seeing if you need anything. if you're genuinely feeling anxious and overwhelmed, your wish is his commend; he wants you to feel as safe and grounded as possible when you're feeling anxious and will do anything you need to facilitate that

– in terms of productivity, he helps you try to find ways to motivate yourself! he'll help you try out setting up reward systems by yourself, making to-do lists, setting up a planner, putting things in a shared calendar, etc. to make sure that you're able to get things done. if you're having trouble finding something that works for you, he'll sit down with you and help you research for as long as you need, granted he has the time for it. if not, he'll set aside time later to do his own research for you

– if you want help working on being attentive (which, same here, honey), he'll gently check in on you every once in a while, usually during conversations or tasks you've been working on for a long time. if you seem hyperfixated, he'll usually leave you alone. if he's not sure whether you're paying attention or not, he'll call your name and gauge how you react

– makes fun of you for being nervous to talk to people (in an affectionate way!), then doesn't miss a beat in fulfilling your request right afterwards

– best friends! you guys are super loyal to each other and balance each other out pretty well: you're shy where he's outgoing, you're usually pretty talkative when he doesn't have the energy to carry the conversation, he'll push you out of your comfort zone when you seem like you need a nudge. and on top of everything, you guys have the same sense of humor

– y'all love going to the movies together! definitely those friends that sit together in the very middle of the theater, sharing a bucket of popcorn and making hushed commentary on the movie to one another as you watch

– if you ask him, he'll definitely teach you a few filmmaking tips and tricks ;]

– he loves hearing about your interest in dark history! he also finds it super interesting, and the fact that it's a special interest of yours is just a bonus. watching you get to giddy while you talk about something you're really passionate about gets him super excited about the conversation as well

– loves going on drives with you down the coast and letting you play your music in the car as you talk about nothing. it's really therapeutic for the both of you

#໑ yours truly!#໑: ted nivison #໑: fluff #໑: headcanons #໑: matchups #໑: content creators #ʚ: vibe check event #ʚ: big 200 event!#mcyt matchups #dsmp matchups #dream smp matchups #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #ted nivison x reader #chuckle sandwich x reader #ted nivison fluff #ted nivison matchup #໑ moot moot!

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hematomes · 3 years

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I saw your post about ppl losing their shiz about Kaeya fanart being “whitewashed” when it’s literally darker than he is in canon. I agree btw I love like basically all Kaeya art out there I love one eyepatch man.

anyhoo, I have a story. I once saw a tiktok about a kaeya art. it was specifically labeled “IN PROGRESS” or whatever so you knew the artist wasn’t done. it was a gorgeous piece of art btw. So far, the only thing that had been colored was his hair and some of his clothes.

pretty much everyone in the comments started harrasing her about how he was whitewashed and the artist had to be a white supremacist and i think someone said “see I knew everyone who played genshin was racist just delete the game at this point.”

i was just like 😳 wow jeez it’s literally IN PROGRESS the artist legit said so.

the artist eventually posted the final version (after having to delete the first video and deal with several threats) it did turn out beautiful, but on the comments there and on every post of theirs after people are lurkign in the comments bad-mouthing them.

as much as I definitely am for characters not being whitewashed (especially Kaeya bc I love him your honor) I think some people take it way too far when the person they’re yelling at literally just wanted to get people excited about their WIP.

hi! sorry im so late this issue became quite sensitive lol i had to work up the courage to come back to it. it's gonna be a bit long, but i really need to say all this

if there's one thing i noticed about the genshin community on tiktok and twitter, it's that there is a whole, whole lot of social justice warriors and overall it's extremely toxic. it's something that surprised me because the people i interact with on tumblr are all super sweet and not one bit toxic so? idk, tumblr is just a different breed i guess

your story is extremely saddening. everytime there's a kaeya fanart, people forget about the color theory and the artists' style and claim it's whitewashed and i genuinely don't understand why. if someone could explain it to me, am i missing something? im not an artist so perhaps im mistaken, idk, but i've never seen a fanart where kaeya was whitewashed.

the thing that pisses me off the most is that most of the time it's white ppl calling something whitewashed. i'm not saying you shouldn't call out racism if you see it just bc you're white, just that these people aren't even right - and often you see poc coming into the debate and explaining it's not whitewashed/saying it doesn't bother them. moreover, i've literally seen fanart of beidou as a black girl, which isn't representation in my opinion - beidou is already a poc, and asian people need at least as much representation as black people, so it's plain racism. same thing with kaeya, i've seen edits of him with stereotypical african features, and it's really sad that no one is calling this out but yelling about whitewashing as soon as he isn't the exact same color as the official arts. hell, someone even said "so what if it's darker? it's still whitewashing" and i??? am flabbergasted. whitewashing is absolutely disgusting, but ppl keep misunderstanding what it means and just using it to gratuitously harass artists.

now, don't get me wrong. i believe that you can draw whatever you want. but the thing is - if you get mad when someone draws kaeya white (if they really do, i mean), you can't just applaud someone else's that draws another character black. racism goes both ways, and it's bordering on fetishism. i, as a poc (mixed-race, caucasian + african), am extremely uncomfortable everytime i see this double-standard.

but anyway, the fact remains that sjw have plagued the genshin fandom. and it's not just about kaeya's skin color (we don't even know if he's really a poc - we know he's tan according to paimon, and i believe she called him "exotic"? so idk) but also about the ships. everytime i see a shippy tiktok, there's plenty of ppl out here saying it's wrong, claiming their own ship is the most canon. if i'm not mistaken, kaeluc is the one that gets the most hate, and i genuinely, once again, don't understand why.

i talked about them before and explained how it's not incest bc they really aren't brothers, but i swear every now and then i see people throwing death threats and slurs anytime someone hints at them. idk if you are familiar with the eng va's fandom, but sometimes they play among us together, aether's va does some livestreams where he invites different voice actors. but diluc's va is never there, and i was wondering why - recently i learned that it's because he retweet a fanart of kaeya and diluc fighting alongside each other (not even a shippy fanart, apparently) and people harassed him and excluded him from the fandom. and now the same thing is happening to griffin burns, childe's va, bc he retweeted (or liked, idk) a fanart of lumine and childe fighting or something and people called it pedophilia bc lumine would be a minor. i'm not even gonna dive into this bc the travelers are canonically like 30 times childe's age, but what i mean is - people are so full of hate and i can't fathom living like this?

the point is, i totally respect anyone who doesn't ship something i ship. i myself don't like certain ships - like zhongli/xiao, jean/diluc - but im not gonna harass ppl who do just because i can? that's messed up, i just don't get it. i wish the fandom wasn't that bad bc i really enjoy this game

anyway, im really disappointed but still grateful, bc my followers & people i've interacted with here have been nothing but sweet and respectful. i hope none of y'all come across the toxic side of the genshin fandom. stay safe y'all!

#not a quote #answered #genshin impact #kaeya #genshin kaeya #whitewashing #racism #i'm so tired of the genshin fandom on tiktok you have no idea #and i don't even use tiktok that much #and im not even on twitter

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shorkbrian · 4 years

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hirhuuruhurr step bro shinsou with his sister that loveD him before but now doesn't because they all of sudden ignores him, hates him, and sneers at him if he looks, touches or talks to her, maybe he even brings up how when they were kids she used to love her big brother so much ahurhurhuiirurhurrr if hating shinsou would be a job stepsis reader would be the richest person alive hurhrurhurr😳

Prelude - idek what this is im so sorry man hope it doesn’t disappoint

Pairing - Stepbrother Shinsou X Reader

Prompt - Right at the top babeyy

Warnings - NSFW, noncon, dubcon, blowjobs, cunnilingous, full on NSFW

Music - I listened to https://youtu.be/N8aSrLda8_Q on repeat. Doesn’t really fit the one shot but It’s what I listened to so

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You were careful now, took precautions. You had a list of rules that you kept track of in your head, rules that kept you safe, rules that kept you sane. There weren’t many, but you clung to them nonetheless, let them be your mantra.

1. Never be alone in the same room. This one seemed easy. It was anything but. Always hovering and clinging to your mom had annoyed her after a while, and your dad was almost never home. But you managed the best you could. If you were in the kitchen and heard Shinsou say hi to your mom as he came through the door, headed for the kitchen, you would abandon ship. Leaving half-prepared food on the counters had gotten you in trouble a couple times, but you’d rather get scolded for a minute or two than get cornered by your stepbrother.

2. Always lock your door. Your mom didn’t understand why you broke down in tears when she denied your request to get a lock on your bedroom door. Thankfully, she backtracked, saying that if it was so important to you, dad would pick one up and install it that weekend. It made you feel better, even though you could never shake the feeling that you weren’t completely safe.

3. Don’t let him touch you. The most important of them all. No hugs, no high-fives. If you were sitting on the couch and Shinsou happened to sit next to you, you would immediately get up and move to a different seat. Your parents were oblivious, never questioned why. At the dinner table you started sitting next to your dad, where mom usually sat, instead of next to your stepbrother. Once again, your parents didn’t notice, though your mom had commented on your more-sour-than-normal moods multiple times.

She picked up on your refusal to be around your brother, how your face twisted into a frown whenever he got home from working at the carwash, the way you stiffened and got defensive if he was in the room. She chalked it up to a fight, siblings being siblings.

You wish it had been that simple.

It had been a fight, sort-of. You had tried to playfully punch him at first, when he dragged you to his room without telling you why. Shinsou probably just wanted to play video games or something, maybe he had gotten a new game and was excited about showing you?

But when he shut the door behind you two, he got rougher, grip tighter. He led you to the bed, asked you to sit down. You did. He asked you to suck him off, unbuckling his belt and pulling down the zipper of his jeans.

It was vague, you tried not to remember the details. You had hit him, punched him straight in the stomach, rising to your feet. He wasn’t expecting you to kick him between the legs. You weren’t expecting for him to hit you back, the force of his slap making you lose your balance, totter back and sit down heavily on the bed, face burning red. It hurt.

It didn’t stop hurting.

It hurt when he pulled your hair, guiding your mouth to his cock. You didn’t want to taste it, didn’t want anything to do with it. You didn’t like the smell, his pubes were scratchy on your face as he rubbed his cock over your face when you refused to part your lips.

It hurt when Shinsou got tired of that, when he shoved you onto your back and straddled your chest. You couldn’t breathe.

It hurt when he pinched your nose, forcing you to open your mouth or risk passing out.

Tears were clouding your vision by the time he finished, lungs burning, heart hurting.

No matter how hard you tried to forget, the memory was still there, was always there; consuming, haunting you.

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You could barely stand to look at him now.

The purple-haired man acted as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn’t forced his cock down your throat, as if he hadn’t violated your trust. You hated him. He would try to talk to you, ask you how school was going or if you wanted to go hang out at the movies. If yours parents were in the room, you always gave him a curt “No”, but if it was just the two of you, Shinsou asking you through the locked door of your room, his questions were met with silence. Your stepbrother didn’t deserve anything from you.

Weeks passed, with Shinsou trying to interact with you and your blatant refusal to even acknowledge his presence. He had tried to pull you into a hug one day, right after you had gotten home from class. You had just come through the door, turning to shuck off your shoes before heading up to your room when arms encircled your chest, pulling you back into a lithe body. It was suffocating.

The second you saw purple hair out of the corner of your eye, you were thrashing, twisting in your brother’s strong grip, wriggling out of his grasp. He had let you go, and you turned, rounded on him like a wild animal - teeth bared, eyes full of fear.

Shinsou was silent, looking at you with an indiscernible emotion in his eyes. The both of you were frozen, staring at each other, daring one another to make the first move. Your brother reached out towards you, hand headed toward your hair as if to push the messy strands away from your face. You slapped his hand away with a flat “Don’t you fucking touch me.”, but your wrists were suddenly pressed together, Shinsou’s large hands trapping them in an iron grip, pulling you towards him before you had time to blink.

It was scary, pressed up against your brother, wrists immobilized, the man looking down at you with furrowed brows. Was he angry? He had no right to be. Without thinking, you were biting on his arm, a exclamation of pain being cursed out by your brother. He let you go, cradling his arm to his chest and you bolted, taking the steps two at a time to reach the safety of your room. He didn’t try to touch you after that.

Shinsou lingered more often now. You knew the man would hesitate outside your door, hear his gentle, even footsteps falter, pause before moving on to his own room further down the hall. When you were drifting off to sleep, your doorknob would rattle quietly, clicking as it turned, as someone tried to open it. You knew it was Shinsou; your parents would knock and ask to come in. You were so grateful for the lock. Still, whenever the noise was heard, you froze, fear clenching your muscles and making you breathless. It was impossible to relax until the noise stopped, until you heard the soft sigh from the other side of the door, then retreating footsteps.

It was always hard to sleep after that. Why couldn’t he just leave you alone?

—— “Alright honey, you have our numbers, you know to call if anything comes up! I love you!”

You waved to your mom, biting your lip as you watched your parents pull out of the driveway, watched their car disappear down the road. They were going on a trip, something with your dad’s work. Mom figured it would be a nice little getaway if she went with him, take some time just for the two of them. You knew she also figured that it would give you and your brother to work out whatever little ‘squabble’ that had seemed to sour your relationship. She had told you so, told you that she knew how siblings could be.

“You two just need to communicate, tell him what he said or did that has you so upset. He’s a rational guy, I’m sure he didn’t mean to make you angry with him. I’m sure the two of you can work it out.”

If only she knew.

You wanted to tell her. But how does one start a conversation like that? “Hey, just letting you know! Your son forced me to suck his dick! It was awful lol.” Just didn’t seem appropriate. Neither did “Your son scares the bejesus out of me! I’m afraid he��s going to rape me lol, please help haha!”. You were so ashamed. And now you were going to be stuck with Shinsou, by yourself, for a full two weeks.

At least you still had school. You could stay in your room when you weren’t at school, maybe you could hang out at the library too? Anything to get out of the house, away from your brother.

Shinsou had work, and you knew the basics of his schedule. Knew he left before you woke up in the morning. Got back around 3 or 4 in the afternoon. Was off Friday through Sunday. It should be easy enough to avoid him. He was gone right now, it being mid-morning on a Monday. Stepping back into the house, you took a deep breath, sinking down to a crouch after shutting the door. You could do this, stay safe, make it through the next two weeks without your parents around to act as a buffer between you and your brother.

—— You had just finished lunch, a simple affair of a crappy PB&J, and were sitting down to watch TV. There were some episodes of your favorite show that you wanted to catch up on, and now was the perfect time. Or, it would be if you didn’t hear keys rattling in the door.

A quick glance at the clock had you worried, the time being barely past 1. Shinsou wasn’t supposed to be home yet. Oh well, you figured you could just go hole up in your room, maybe work on homework or play computer games. As you turned off the TV, you heard the front door open, close, a soft grunt as Shinsou struggled to kick off his shoes.

Unfortunately, to get to the stairs you had to pass by the entryway, and the second you did, Shinsou noticed you.

“(Y/N), hey.”

You didn’t answer.

“I know you can hear me. Can I talk to you about something?”

He was following you up the steps, a menacing presence. “Shouldn’t you be at work? Leave me alone.” You were in the hallway now, socked feet padding softly as you quickened your pace.

“I’m getting two weeks off. I wanted to ask-“

“Why the hell are you getting two weeks off?”

You whirled around, bracing yourself in your doorway. If he tried to come in, you could slam the door in his face. But you wanted to know, why was he getting a vacation, especially now?

Shinsou had his hands in his pockets, looking off to the side as he shrugged. “I dunno…. Don’t really care either. But I was thinking, since mom and dad are gone-“

“I’m not doing anything, going anywhere, or talking to you. Stay the fuck away from me.” You cut him off, moving to shut the door, mind whirling as you tried to think how this impacted your ‘avoid-Shinsou-at-all-costs’ plan.

A foot stopped the door from closing, Shinsou grabbing the door with a hand and wrenching it open, out of your grasp. He looked frustrated, the small crease that showed up between his eyebrows when he was irritated was visible as you glanced at his face.

“Can you let me talk? You keep interrupting, it’s rude.”

“I don’t fucking care, let go of the door.” You grabbed the handle, tried to tug it shut. Shinsou wouldn’t let you.

“That’s another thing - you have such a dirty mouth. Didn’t anybody ever teach you that ladies shouldn’t swear? Your manners are atrocious.”

He was prying open the door, stepping inside, sneering down at you as he talked, voice low and full of venom. Small steps backward, you shot him a glare, staring into his stupid violet eyes. You hated him so much.

“Fuck off, what are you, an incel? Figures. Now get the hell out of my room.” Shinsou was scaring you, herding you further into your room. You wanted this conversation over, him gone, door closed and locked.

The man smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. “Or what? You’ll call mom? Dad?” Shinsou scoffed. “As if they’d believe you.”

Your stomach dropped.

“Y’know, I really did just want to talk.” Shinsou continued, reaching behind him to swing the door shut, clicking the lock into place. You started breathing harder, short gasping breaths. “But you are just have to be difficult, don’t you? Always so disrespectful.”

He was stepping towards you, backing you up against your bed. This couldn’t be happening, you were starting to feel sick to your stomach, dizzy, unable to breathe.

“Shinsou, get out. Get the fuck out, right now.” You hoped you sounded less scared than you felt - but you knew your voice sounded small, could hear the waver of fear underneath each word.

“No. You’ve been avoiding me for weeks now, not saying hi, not letting me hug you, sit next to you. I think you need to be taught some manners, need to learn a little respect.”

You were trapped now, legs pressed against your bed, Shinsou getting closer and closer. You couldn’t just sit there and take it like last time. A split-second decision and you were launching yourself to the side, trying to dodge around Shinsou, run to the door. If you could get out of the house, maybe you could convince your neighbors to let you stay with them.

Shinsou clotheslined you.

He fucking clotheslined you.

A choked yelp left your mouth as his arm slammed against your throat, the force causing you to stumble back, gripping at your throat. That was cheap. He was pushing you, shoving you onto your bed with almost no effort, his eyes boring into you, watching as your face turned red, eyes got puffy.

“Don’t make me hurt you, you know I can.”

“Shinsou don’t you fucking dar-“

“Shut up. Shut your stupid little mouth.” He cut you off, climbing onto your bed, hovering over you. He was breathing hard too, panting almost. “You need to be polite, be nice to your older brother. Stop cussing or else I’ll gag you, got it?”

Shinsou was grabbing your face, fingers digging into your jaw, the pressure too much for you to handle. There was no use fighting him. You nodded quickly, and he let go, leaning back. “Good. Now take off your shirt.”

Trying to think of a way out of this, you hesitated. The purple-haired man noticed. “Take off your shirt, or I’ll do it for you. Choose.”

With trembling hands, you removed your shirt. You hated him.

Shinsou was still sitting on his heels beside you on the bed, looking over your body, pleased. “Good girl. Now lay back, no no, don’t cover yourself. Lay down.”

You did as he asked, resting your back against the soft covers of your bed. You distantly realized you were going to have to throw out your bedding after this. There was no way you’d be able to sleep in it after this, even if you washed it.

Your brother stood, unbuckling his belt and shucking off his pants while you arranged yourself, and you looked away. You didn’t want to see him, see what he had between his legs. Yeah, It had been in your mouth, but you tried to forget about that. It threw you off guard when hands hooked around the hem of your shorts, your head whipping up to see Shinsou fully nude, sliding down your shorts and panties in one fluid movement. You wanted to kick at his face, give him a black eye. You would, if you weren’t terrified of what he would do to you after.

The man climbed back on the bed, patted your face gently as he moved to straddle your abdomen. You closed your eyes before you caught sight of his dick.

“Shinsou, don’t do this. You can’t, I’m your sister. Please.” It was worth a shot, begging him to leave you alone, put his clothes back on and the two of you could pretend this never happened.

“Be quiet. Let me enjoy you and I’ll make you feel good too, alright?”

You flinched when you felt his hands (they were always so cold) grip your chest, push your tits together. When he spat on the space between them, you almost gagged. Eyes still closed, you could feel him position his dick, begin sliding it in-between your chest. It didn’t hurt, but your head did. You wanted to stop.

Shinsou groaned, thrusting picking up speed, his cock dragging smoothly between your tits like it belonged there. He was using his hands not only to squeeze your chest together, but to play with your nipples, running a finger or two around each one, occasionally flicking them. You wouldn’t allow yourself to admit it felt kinda good.

It didn’t take too long, Shinsou desperately humping against your chest and moaning, before warm cum was striped across your chest, some of it landing on your neck. He must’ve been pent up for while - when he made you suck him off he lasted much longer. With a sigh, Shinsou shimmied down your body, noticing your flinch when his cock brushed against your stomach.

“I’m gonna clean you up, then we’ll play some more, don’t worry.”

You hated him.

Your eyes opened when you felt his tongue on your chest, and you realized with disgust that he was licking up his own cum, watching your face while he did so. It was filthy. You tried not to shiver when his tongue laved over your nipples, or when he latched onto your throat, sucking with a gentle intensity that made your insides tingle.

Before you had too much time to feel guilty about that, He was moving again, getting off of your body. Hopefully he was done? As he rearranged himself on his side, pulling you onto your side to face him, it was clear that he wasn’t. Shinsou had his semi-hard cock in your face, had his own face nudging towards your thighs, towards your trembling pussy. This was so disgusting.

“Shin-“

He slapped your pussy.

You yelped when his hand came in contact with your cunt, making you buck away from the sensation. Well, at least, you tried to. His other hand had a firm grip on your thigh, kept you on your side facing him.

“What have I told you? Do I really need to shove something in your mouth to shut you up? Put me in your mouth, no teeth or I’ll do something you won’t like.”

With a frown, you obeyed, gingerly grabbing his cock and leading it to your mouth. You had seen a few dicks before, and luckily his wasn’t crazy thick, or long, or thin. Admittedly, he had a nice, normal dick, in perfect proportion with his lean body. You didn’t want to put it in your mouth, but you didn’t want anything to happen to your pussy.

His dick was wet with spit and cum from where he was fucking it against your chest, and you wanted to gag as you licked at the tip, shuddering when Shinsou groaned low in his throat. Before you could think about it too much, you shoved as much of him in your mouth as you could handle, wrapping your hand around the rest that couldn’t fit.

Shinsou’s hips bucked forward, and you almost did gag, not expecting it. But you regained your composure, began sucking gently at his dick like it was a ring-pop, cringing at the salty taste that lingered on the soft skin.

You could feel him lifting up your thigh, leaning forward. You jumped when His tongue began running over your pussy lips, slicking you up with his saliva. Your own hips twitched, trying to resist moving at the heavenly sensation of his tongue running through your folds.

He was moaning into your pussy, tongue fucking you. You could feel him smile whenever he coaxed a noise out of you - could feel the vibrations of each gasp or trembling moan on his dick as you did your best to suck him off. It was becoming increasingly hard to keep your hips still, much more so when his tongue slipped out of your opening and came to flick over your clit.

Embarrassingly, you almost screamed when he wrapped his lips around the little nub, sucking with vigor. It was too much, you had to draw your head back and let his dick slip out of your mouth to give you room to cry.

He kept humming while he sucked, and before you knew it, you were cumming, hands still clutched tightly against his dick while you trembled and wailed through your orgasm. It took a moment for the aftershocks to leave you, before Shinsou relented in his talented licking and sucking. He drew back, sat up - his fully-hard dick slipped out of your hands. You hadn’t even realized you were still holding onto it.

“Felt good, yeah? What do we say when someone does something nice for us?”

Still trying to come down from cloud nine, you weren’t really listening. You came crashing back down to earth when Shinsou reached forward, grabbed your jaw again, squeezing even tighter this time.

“What do we say? Tell me.” His was growling, irritated at your lack of manners. His grip was so tight that it hurt to open your mouth to reply, hurt to whisper out a stuttered “Thank you Shinsou.”. It hurt on the inside too.

Satisfied with you answer, your brother released your face, cooing as he again shifted on the bed. He grabbed you, flipped you onto your stomach, despite the way you whispered out soft “no, no, no.”’s as he did so. You had hoped he would be done after he came on your chest, had hoped he would leave after making you reach your own orgasm.

He was kneeling behind you, grabbed one of your legs and lifted it into the air, twisting your lower body so your hips were sideways. Shinsou lined his cock up with your pussy, not even letting you breathe before he began pushing in. It didn’t hurt, but you were still sensitive from your previous orgasm. He was gentle at first, your brother fucking you with care and a gentleness that had you crying. Why was he doing this, any of it? Why couldn’t he find someone else, anyone else other than his sister?

It started hurting when his pace picked up, his hips grinding into you quickly, skin slapping together lewdly. You tried not to speak, tried not to let the gasps and moans and whimpers leave your lips. Shinsou was likewise quiet, enjoy the sounds of your lovemaking with his eyes closed. His hands were still so cold, gripping your leg and holding it in the air, the other wrapped around your hip, lifting you so his cock could hammer into you at the perfect height.

He was fucking into you so fast, you couldn’t think, could barely breathe. It was impossible to hold on to the disgust, the revulsion that crawled up your throat when you remembered who it was that was working your pussy so well. It felt good, his cock sliding through the wet of your pussy, the friction smooth and delicous and -

You whimpered as you came, hands clawing at the sheets, writhing in Shinsou’s hold. Your brother didn’t stop, although he groaned when he felt your pussy clenching down on his cock, rhythmically massaging the length. Instead, Shinsou kept his fast pace, despite how you wailed and babbled and twitched, asking him to “Stop, stop! Shinsou, stop stop I can’t!”

“Remember what I said about manners?” His was panting hard, voice low. “You don’t get anything until you say please.”

“Please! Shinsou please, please stop! Please-“

He was still jackrabbiting into you, ruthlessly pounding you into the mattress. Was he listening? You had said please.

“Shinsou! Please oh please I can’t-“ With a disgruntled huff (he was hesitant to leave your tight warmth), Shinsou pulled out, dropping his hold on your lower body. Within seconds, he had his hands around his cock, stripping it furiously over you, eyes never leaving your sweaty, heaving form.

“Say “Thank you Shinso”. Say it. Tell me how grateful you are.”

“T-thank you Shinsou.” You sniffed, trying not to sob. You knew he wanted you to say more, but that was going to have to be good enough.

The man groaned, his hips humping his cock into his hand before he squeezed his eyes shut, and he then was cumming. It shot out of his cock and onto you, over your hip and the flesh of your backside, his hips still working.

When he was finished, Shinsou collapsed onto your bed next to you, breathing hard.

“(Y/N)….” HIs voice cracked. “(Y/N).” He tried again. “You’re…. That was really good. Thank you.” He leaned towards you, placed a chaste kiss on your cheek. You shoved down the need to recoil from his touch.

You hated him.

#yandere #yandere oneshot #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere shinsou #yandere shinso hitoshi #yandere shinso x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #I spell it Shinsou #not shinso #i'm sorry #tw noncon #tw dubcon #stepbrother #stepbro #step siblings #shinsou x you #shinsou x y/n #uhh idk tags

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heatwa-ves · 2 years

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For the ask game:

1. Genshin

2. Yanfei x Kuki Shinobu (idk the ship name lol)

3. Kazuha

you don't have to answer all of them! :)

I'll put it utc bc this will probably be Very long

Genshin Impact

Favorite character

who could tia's favorite genshin character be??? no idea...its forever a mystery...

Least favorite character

ei. ei...honey what did the writers do to you....she was done so bad it causes me pain

honorable mentions go to yae miko bc i just don't like them and diluc for being a little bitch and ruining my xiao pity over a year ago (i love him really) and childe for being ugly and ginger and annoying 🙄

5 favorite ships

in no particular order, xingyun kazugorou shinofei zhongzhu eulamber

Character i find most attractive

kujou sara

Character i would marry

kazuha if you're out there, hi,,

Character i would be best friends with

I like to think yanfei!! also xingqiu

A random thought

diluc is agender aroace he is he is he is he is he is he is he is h

Most epic villain

they're all kinda shit ngl.. except scara. I love you scara. I love having late night conversations with my friends about scara lore. As keith so eloquently said:

Pairing i am not a fan of

theres a lot but uhhhh ill say chili.. i see them as friends and also childe is aroace always and forever.. also the fanon interpretation of them is awful

Character the writers screwed up

ei babygirl im so sorry.

Favorite friendship

kaeya and jean! they mean so much to me..

Character i most identify with

xingqiu lmao...

Shinofei

When i started shipping them

after playing the perilous trail quest, so about the start of 2.7!

My thoughts

ough i love lawyer gfs... they are cute as fuck and i love their contrasting aesthetics, and they actually had canon interaction so i dont just need to see things from voicelines <3 they have mutual care and respect for eachother and its really sweet! I like their relationship platonically as well as romantically

What makes me happy about them

everything

What makes me sad about them

nothing they are cute and fluffy and wholesome

cant answer the fanfic questions bc theres barely any last time i checked and I've only read one

Who i ship them with, if not eachother

yanfei has like 46687968 gfs lmao as she should. my other favorite yanfei ship is yanqing theyre so <3 i loved the 0.5 seconds of interaction they had in moonchase and they look very cute together

i dont have any other shinobu ships

My happily ever after for them

they'd be long distance but try to visit as often as possible! shinobu always comes to liyue for lantern rite and moonchase and yanfei goes to inazuma for the irodori festival! yanfei ends up getting along well with the arataki gang and ends up always getting them out of trouble while she's there

Kazuha

How i feel about this character

Im normal about him

The people i ship with this character

gorou ofc kzgr is the realest and truest xxx

also heizou, yun jin, tomo and scara but only in my very specific fatui kazu au

My favorite non romantic relationship with this character

kazu and beidou! they are Siblings and they are so very important to me 🥺🤲

One thing i wish would've happened to this character

I want him to go through more pain and suffering 🙄 what's the point in a blorbo if you don't hurt them

Favorite friendship

him gorou and kokomi <3

#tia answers #strawberry 🍓💕#thanks for the ask! this was fu #*fun

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birlcholtz · 4 years

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copying @parvuls @ivecarvedawoodenheart and @bi-ginny-weasley! this gets SO long i recced a lot of stuff so i’m putting the cut after the first 5!

1) first fic you’ve bookmarked (i’m taking to mean ‘of all time’ instead of ‘in 2020′)

Shitty’s Flow/Jack’s Ass OTP: The Samwell Men’s Hockey Team Tumblr by Downward Stroke (casual_distance) (m, 2.3k)

my god this is a throwback. i bookmarked this fic in august of 2016. it’s a detailed imagining of a tumblr run by SMH and it’s exactly as chaotic as it sounds

2) most recent fic you’ve bookmarked

grooves by YourPalYourBuddy ( @ivecarvedawoodenheart) (t, 2k, lardo/ransom)

this weekend was inexplicably Rando Weekend and i ADORE syd’s take on them. this fic is romantic and beautifully written and it has like.... a silver-y glow idk how to describe it. read it

3) a fic from an unusual pov

Señor Bunny by WrathoftheStag ( @wrathofthestag) (g, 2k)

señor bun POV of bitty’s life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! do i really need to say anything more

4) a comfort fic

I’m sorry I said I wanted you dead by Thunderhel ( @dexondefense) (g, 9k, zimbits, background lardo/snowy)

Jack didn’t go to Samwell but plays for the Falconers. Bitty, Ransom, Holster, and Lardo go to a Falcs game, play FMK in the car, and then Jack hits Bitty in the face with a puck. Iconic. (i don’t know why i used proper capitalization for all that but i love this fic sjglhsdjfg)

5) a fic you wish could be a movie

starting to get to me by playingforkeeps ( @mainehoe) (t, 12k, nurseydex)

buzzfeed unsolved-inspired ghost/cryptid/monster hunter AU!! features ‘confess and BOOK IT’ which is one of my favorite tropes of all time

6) a fic you have reread multiple times

In Your Head They Are Dying by peppermintlegs ( @peppermintlegs) (t, 33k, zimbits, nurseydex, shardo)

zombie AU with some KICKASS graphics and a twist that makes me gasp out loud literally every time i read it even though i KNOW it’s coming

7) a fic from your to-read list

like riding a bike by unconventionalturtle ( @unconventional-turtle I’M GONNA READ IT ONCE MY BRAIN ISN’T FRIED IM SO EXCITED) (g, 2k, zimbits)

about how jack never learned to ride a bike, that’s pretty much all i know but i’m excited to read it!!!

8) a fic that is pure tooth-rotting fluff

try a little tenderness by poindextears ( @sincerelyreidburke) (t, 8k, nurseydex)

ohhhhhh my god. nurseydex long distance relationship, dex drives to nyc to see nursey, fluff ensues

9) a fic you wish would have a sequel

something you give yourself by YourPalYourBuddy ( @ivecarvedawoodenheart)

what can i say i love avatar AUs and would gladly read like 800k of plotless rambling about this universe

10) a fic with your favorite trope

Jack Zimmermann is a Masochistic Fuckwit by PorcupineGirl ( @porcupine-girl) (t, 11k, zimbits)

fake dating with an UNGODLY amount of pining. my favorite part is probably every time jack thinks about what he would do if he was smart and/or not masochistic and then does the literal opposite of that

11) a fic with a trope you don’t normally read but still loved

Pen Pals by coffeegoose ( @somethingnurseywoulddo) (t, 20k, nurseydex)

i don’t always read pen pal fics..... but when i do..... they’re this one

12) a fic with a ship that isn’t your main ship

Seven steps to heaven (but that stairway’s just too steep) by Thunderhel ( @dexondefense) (t, 6k, lardo/snowy)

i ship MANY things so i’m picking one i don’t read a ton of, mainly because there’s not a lot out there :/ anyway i ADORE this fic so much, it’s set at the stanley cup party at jack’s apartment and everything about snowy’s shirt makes me cackle

13) a different meeting au

the road leads back to you by heyfightme (i have no idea what their @ is if they’re on tumblr) (m, 56k, zimbits)

jack didn’t go to samwell, but poots did. jack’s an A for the falcs when he accidentally meets bitty, poots’ secret long-distance bf from samwell (no infidelity dw)

14) a fic that made you laugh out loud

honeys who makin’ money by miastree ( @omgpoindexter) (t, 1.8k, nurseydex)

i don’t even know how to describe this but it’s about sin bin fines and it’s glorious

15) a fic based on a book/movie

best behavior by winchysteria ( @winchysteria who i can’t tag for some reason) (t, 56k, nurseydex)

to all the boys i’ve loved before fusion featuring nursey as lara jean, dex as peter k, and chowder as josh!

OMG TOTALLY FORGOT MY FREE SPACE

16) free space

One Hundred and Ten Percent by writingonpostcards ( @17piesinseptember) (g, 1k, zimbits)

jack saves bitty from a terrible date and they find themselves on the run from the entire soccer team, hilarious and cute!!

good god this post is long. ANYWAY.

my results: tRIPLE BINGO!!!!

#i'm so proud of myself #fic recs #omgcp #fic #also wow this took a LONG time #i had to filter my bookmarks so many different ways #and hunt down the senor bun fic

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more-fandon-than-friends · 4 years

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Missing 4

A/N:Long time no see, sorry. But hey, the next part is already planned out, so just writing it.

Part 1 Part 3 part 5

Au:Human AU and Famous

Pairing: Future/Pining Prinxiety

TW: 2 mentions of breakfast (half a sentence each), swearing

It's the second day of the show and Roman stands in front of his closet. He can't decide what to wear. He already planned all the out when he agreed to go to the show, the problem is Virgil. He hasn't thought of the fact that he wants to impress his ex when he decided what to wear. He wants to be extra, but not too much. Since too much may give them too much attention and Virgil doesn't like that. But at the same time he wants Virgil to be impressed

The second day and nothing goes like plan, great.

Half an hour later Roman finally has his outfit together and goes to eat breakfast. And honestly he is super excited to see Virgil. Even if they will never come together again just being around him for the time the show goes is enough. Spending sometime as Colleagues together is better than drown in misery. Maybe there is even the chance that they will come together again, or maybe Roman just daydreams too much.

After eating breakfast his chauffeur picks him up and drives him to the show. While humming along to some songs from the crying hearts, Virgil's band. Roman gets out of the car, goes in the building and waits in there for Virgil to show up, to be fair Roman is early in hope Virgil would be here already.

Virgil gets out of the bed this morning a lot more tired than Roman. Maybe because he hasn't slept well. His thoughts circled around Roman and he starts to see that he isn't over Roman, but he doesn't want to be some cliche-lovestory that's easy money for the TV channel. Should he just ignore his feelings? It's just a little crush anyway, remembering the old times when they were happy together, nothing serious, he'll get over it. Well, he won't make the first move anyway. Not when there are cameras everywhere. What will he do if Roman makes the first move?---

Alright Stop, he starts spiraling again and he already did that all night! He just throws a black Jeans, black shirt and his Tour Jacket on and eats a quick snack before leaving with a Uber.

And oh shit, he so isn't ready for this. They have to write a song together, open up again. They will spend like two month together. Virgil sighs quietly before trying to get his mind of things, by thinking about a few lyrics ideas he has for future songs from his band. He doesn't come far, maybe it's because his thoughts move back to Roman or cause the ride is short. What ever it is has the same result, he and Roman both sit in their room when the host comes in.

The host of the show smiles:"Hey, Boys. We have an idea."

Roman smiles back:"Really, Jenna, what is it?"

"Well! Since the first episode came out some fans have made edits for you. And we want your reaction to it!", Jenna says, turning the Laptop on.

'Oh shit', is Virgil's first thought. He doesn't wanna see shipping videos of him and his ex.

'Oh shit', is also Roman's first thought. Cause he might already saw one or another, but he can't be like "haha I wish".

They don't even have time to voice their options, because Cameras get turned on, sound to and the video starts.

The first edit starts with Roman and Virgil being first interdruced and paired together and continues with other moments where they look at each other or just something that fans have decided is cute, all while 'Trouble is', a song from Virgil's band that's about not forgetting an ex-lover, plays in the background.

All the musician does while watching is looking uncomfortable and keeping his lips a straight line. The actor doesn't look much better, he stops himself from awwing by biting his lip, he looks more comfortable than Virgil though, probably cause he actually enjoys that.

"So what do you think of it?", Jenna asks when it's over.

"Well the editing seems to be good, the transitions are smooth.", Roman answers, ignoring what it's about entirely.

"And you Virgil?", she asks again.

"I uhm.. Don't know?",he says unsure.

Jenna just nods and plays the next one.

This time there is a voice over from an old interview Roman made where he gushed over Virgil, back then they were together and happy. Over it are new pictures from the show, but also old pictures from Roman's Instagram, Virgil deleted all of the pictures.

"So, Virgil, how did you like it?", Jenna asks.

"It was okay, that person spend probably a long time getting all the pictures. I respect the hussle.", Virgil answers more put together, since he was more ready after the first one.

"Alright.", Jenna answers, getting a bit annoyed that both don't really react emotionally.

"I agree with Virgil, it seems time-consuming to edit those.", Roman adds, frustrating her even more.

"let's watch more later, you two should work now on your song.", the Host decides with a tight smile and grabs her laptop.

When the boys are alone both breath out, relaxing a bit.

"That was interesting.", Roman says.

"A kind way to put it.", Virgil answers, before starting:"So, any idea what the song should be about?"

"Hm, yeah. A love song would be great.", Roman immediately decides.

"Of course.", Virgil mumbles.

"You've written a few songs like that yourself, right? Could you maybe play one or another so I get maybe a more specific picture what I want?", request the actor with a grin.

The other boy screams internally at that, Roman used to do something like that all the time;

'Hey, love, I'm learning right now a romantic moment, would you please sing a love song for me' or 'Im not feeling like I could play romance in the moment, show me a bit real romance and I'll be ready to go to work... Maybe with a song?' Roman said things like that all the time. He loves Virgil singing, so he used every chance he got to hear it. And that grin just shows Roman knows what he's doing, and that Virgil always agrees.

"Yeah, sure", he tries to sound casual while he picks up a guitar and starts to sing.

If Roman wasn't already head over heels for the Emo he would be now. His voice is a gift from above. The way his eyes stay concentrated on the guitar strings while also having a dreamily look in them. He looks fully in his element, well he is fully in his element.

The actor has no other choice than to look at Virgil in awe, forgetting the cameras and later fan edits for a few minutes.

When the singing is over Roman knows to things:

1.his song is gonna be about someone Virgil being absolutely beautiful while playing the guitar.

2.he has to talk to Virgil about his feelings, today.

So it comes that Roman goes to Virgil, who is waiting for his Uber, after the cameras are turned off. "Hey, Virgil."

"Oh, hey Roman.", he looks up from his phone.

"Can we talk? In private?", the taller one asks.

"I- yeah Sure.", Virgil nods.

#sander sides virgil #thomas sanders virgil #virgil sanders #ts virgil #sympathetic virgil #sympathetic roman #thomas sanders roman #roman prince #roman #roman sanders #romantic prinxiety #Prinxiety #princxiety #Sander sides #sander sides fanfiction #sander sides fic #tw swearing #tw food mention

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liberolove · 4 years

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Testing the Waters (pt. 2)

Summary: youve finally graduated high school and now youre moving on to college. youve decided to go to sendai university. its summer and youve become curious about checking out the dating pool in miyagi, so you download a dating app. you figure you might as well have fun before delving too deep into your studies

Part: [part two] out of ???

Pairings: nishinoya x reader / kuroo x reader / oikawa x reader / kiyoko x reader

A/N: theres tons of ships here, just me living out my hoe phase lmao please dont judge me. let me know what yall think

Genre: fluff, smut, crack

Warnings: flirting, college shinanigans

It’s been three days since the last time you saw Yuu. Gosh, even saying his name to yourself gave you goosebumps. You two have been texting non stop and honestly, it felt so refreshing. You were a pretty bad texter but he knew how to keep the conversation going.

One of his favorite things to do was play 21 questions with you. He wasn’t like those fuckboys who would use this opportunity to ask you if you were a virgin or what your favorite position was. Yuu was different. He came up with the craziest scenarios and judged you on the way you answered. One time he asked you how you would escape a 300 lb lion that just broke out of the zoo you were visiting. You honestly had no idea how to respond but eventually you replied,

“I’d make sure to run with a crowd and ‘accidentally’ trip a slow runner so that the lion could get distracted and probably (most likely) attack them. This would buy me some time to get the hell out there.”

This response caught Noya off guard but he loved the way you thought. You continued to come up with barbaric schemes to survive all the scenarios he would throw at you. He kept you guessing and that was what you liked so much about him. He was wild and so were you.

You were getting a little impatient over your next date so you took a deep breath and eventually asked him.

Y/N: Heeey, Yuu. I was wondering when you’d like to go out again. I’d really like to go out with you again.

Nishinoya Yuu: hey cutie! I’ve been wanting to see you again but I haven’t had any days off from work lately.. (; ･`д･´) IM DYING!! I just wanna see yoouuuuu

Y: Aw man.. :( That sucks. When do you think you’ll get your next day off?

N: idk tbh but hopefully it’s soon!!

Y: no worries, just let me know.

N: will do!!

Well, that was that. Now you wondered what you should do to pass the time. You were bored again and needed something to do. “Oh wait. I should check the app. I haven’t checked since I messaged Yuu on there. Maybe I have more matches.”

You opened up the app and you had 10 notifications. You had gotten some likes on the selfie you posted and several people viewed your profile. You checked who looked at your profile, and it was mostly ugly, older, men. “Gross,” you thought to yourself. Besides this, you noticed some new messages.

You opened up the first message.

“Hey sexy! Wanna come see me play? Click my link https://…..”

“Damn bots. So annoying.” You deleted the message. Next message:

“DTF?”

“I mean like yeah, but you could’ve been less forward in your message. What a turn off..” You had one last notification left. Maybe it wouldn’t be a let down.

“Are you made of Fluorine, Iodine, and Neon? 'Cause you are F-I-Ne.”

To be honest, this pick up line did make you giggle a little. You checked out the profile of the mysterious stranger who sent it and you were surprised that it was a bulked up biker. And damn, was he hot as hell.

His hair stood up in an organized, weird bed head kind of way. It made him look like a rooster. Rather than smile in his photos, he smirked. And his eyes looked like he could undress you solely with his gaze. He looked like your typical bad boy, but that didn’t make sense. Why would he use a chemistry pick up line?

This made you become even more interested, so you replied back with another cheesy pick up line.

Y/N: I wish I were adenine because then I could get paired with U.

Kuroo Tetsuro: Hey, kitten. I thought you’d never reply. You had me waiting.

Y: umm??? calling me kitten already?

K: What’s wrong? Are you flustered already? We haven’t even met up yet.

Y: woah there cowboy! hold your horses

K: I’m not a cowboy, but I’ll gladly have you ride me instead.

Y: skskskks i cant even-

K: Sorry. Too much?

Y: YES TOO MUCH

K: Alright. Let me start over. Ahh, a fellow chemist, I presume?

Y: yeaaah, kind of. I have a love/hate relationship with chemistry.

K: Is that so? Maybe I can help with that.

Y: oh really? how so?

K: I am a chemistry major after all. I go to Sendai. Do you go to school?

Y: uhhh i’m going to start there in the fall. I still haven’t decided what to major in, just yet.

K: Maybe you’ll end up being a chemistry major like me and I can give you private one on one lessons?

Y: I highly doubt that, but nice try.

K: Have you gotten a tour of the campus yet? Or are you waiting for freshman orientation?

Y: nah, I haven’t seen all of it yet.

K: Would you like to?

Y: um sure! When are you free for my private tour? (:

K: How about tomorrow in the morning? Maybe around 9am? I can pick you up too if you’d like.

Y: Sounds good and no thanks. I’m not riding on that motorcycle! Looks scary :(

K: Don’t worry, kitten. I’ll drive safely and make sure nothing happens to you.

Y: there you go again.

K: Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. No, but really. I don’t mind picking you up. Have you ever been on a motorcycle before?

Y: nope

K: Then, let’s change that. Send me your address tomorrow morning. And get some rest.

Y: alrighty it’s a plan then!

K: No. It’s a date.

Y: sksksk omg

After that conversation, all you could think about was how the hell did you get into this mess? Motorcycles are dangerous, yet this rooster convinced you so easily to take a ride with him..

It was an understatement to say that you were nervous for tomorrow.

You set an alarm for 7 am the next day and went to bed.

Your alarm woke you up and you immediately remembered why you were awake so early. You rushed into the shower and once you were out, you spent 30 minutes deciding on what to wear. You opted for some black, ripped skinny jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt.

At 8am on the dot, your phone’s notification bell went off. It was Kuroo.

“What’s your address, baby?”

You sent him the details and continued getting ready. You put on some light makeup and brushed your hair. You checked the time, and it was already 8:55 am. Then, your phone went off again.

“I’m outside.”

Your heart almost beat out of your chest. You grabbed your purse and put on some chapstick. You know, just in case..

You locked up your apartment and walked down the stairs. You were greeted by the biggest shit eating grin on the sexiest man you’d ever seen. You never went for the bad boys but college is a time for experimenting.

“Hey, Y/N. You ready to ride? I brought an extra helmet for you.”

“Hi, Kuroo. And yeah, I guess,” your voice shook as you replied. You were really nervous but you tried to hide it.

“Don’t worry, baby. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ll keep you safe.”

His words made you melt and you had just met him. The way he cooed at you and looked your way made you blush. You felt your cheeks get hotter by the second.

“Alright. Hop on and hold on to my waist. Hold on tight or else you’re gonna fly away when I take off. Okay?”

“..okay..” you managed to mutter. You were shaking but you put on the helmet he gave you and lifted up your leg to sit on the metal machine. You slowly hugged Kuroo from behind and held on as tight as you could. Your head was smashed right up against his large, broad back.

“Ready?” he asked.

“..yeah,” you squeaked.

Before you finished saying this, he had taken off like the devil was chasing him. If this was his meaning of safe driving, you didn’t want to find out his meaning of reckless driving.

The ride to Sendai University only took about 5 minutes, when realistically it would take 20 minutes by bus. You arrived and Kuroo teased, “are you going to let go, kitty?”

You hadn’t realized you were still gripping onto him for dear life. You released him from your hold and your hands still tingled from the amount of force you applied to his shirt. “Sorry!”

“No worries. Hey, look! I brought you here alive. Aren’t you glad?” he cackled.

His laugh sounded like a dying hyena but it did sound a little cute at the same time. “Yeah. Thank goodness. Your driving is insane, dude.”

He showed you all over campus, from the administrative buildings to the gymnasium, to the fields. Sendai was a pretty big campus, and it made you glad that you had a personal guide to show you all the different buildings.

After your little tour was over, he asked, “wanna grab a bite to eat? I’ll be a gentleman and pay for you too.”

Of course, you couldn’t say no to food. Much less, FREE FOOD! You nodded and got ready to ride the devil’s machinery again.

He took you to a nearby sushi bar. “Order whatever you’d like, princess. Today, I want to spoil you rotten.”

You melted at his words and also at the variety of rolls on the menu. You didn’t ask him if he really meant that you could order anything. You just kind of went for it. You ordered everything from shrimp tempura, to octopus, to eel. Sushi was your favorite and being told that you could order everything was a dream come true.

“Damn, girl! I had no idea you had such a huge appetite! I didn’t know you’d take me seriously on my offer. You’re gonna run my pockets dry.”

You blushed and looked away. “Sorry, Kuroo. I really couldn’t help myself. I love sushi so much.”

“I’m just teasing you, baby. You deserve to be treated like this everyday.”

You had no idea how to respond so you just kept stuffing your face with sushi.

After you finally had your fill, it was time to go home. It was getting late. Kuroo took you home and you were definitely more relaxed this time on the bike.

“I hope you had a great time today, kitty. And I hope I met your standards.”

“Yes, I did! Thank you so much, Kuroo! This was honestly so much fun. Thanks for everything.”

“Of course. Nothing but the best for you. I just need one little favor from you, baby.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Can I get a kiss from your soft lips? I know you want to. I saw the way you kept staring at me, today.”

“Oh.. uhh.. Y-yea-yeah. Sure, of course.. Yeah,” you stammered.

You looked at him with soft, shy eyes and before you knew it, he leaned in quickly and kissed you on the lips. Your eyes were wide open in surprise but as he deepened the kiss, your eyes slowly shut.

The kiss felt like electricity coursing through your body. You didn’t know what it was, but this man definitely already had you wrapped around his long, slender finger.

As soon as you realized his hold on you, he backed off, and left you wanting more. He was such a tease.

“I can’t just let you have everything today, kitten. I need you wanting more.”

You didn’t know what to respond so you looked down at the ground shyly.

“I’ll message you later, y/n. Don’t make me wait too long, again.”

You waved and muttered, “Thank you, Kuroo.”

He revved up his bike and was gone in seconds.

You remained in a daze as you walked back up to your apartment. Once you got inside, you plopped down on your couch and released a long sigh. “Who knew that college was going to be so exciting..”

[link to kuroo pic i found]

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vagarius · 4 years

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misukazu 21

(if you saw me fuck up the other one no you didnt)

EDIT I THINK THIS ONE GOT A LITTLE FUCKED UP TOO BUT IT’S... READABLE...

questions from this post, and answers originally written for this thread!!

If you had to change the pairing’s very first meeting, how would you change it? their canon first meeting is already so good SHDGFLJASHG but if i had to choose a different one that's still within the context of mankai... meeting as kids and losing touch and coming back together completely different at mankai

What song fits your pairing the most? uhhHHhhHHH i don't have a real answer but i do have a partial playlist for one of my misukazu aus and the only two songs in it are furaregai girl by sayuri and champagne's for celebrating by mayday parade and i feel like that says enough sldhgalsdhfalsh

What is your favorite AU/prompt idea/trope for your pairing? ALL MISUKAZU AUS ARE GOOD but. i really love any au where their first meeting is in the future and both are still kind of lost but they're Older and it's hard to let themselves fall into the easy trust they find in canon. i just think that'd be neat.

Do you prefer canon ideas or do you have your own headcanons for them? I'VE SAID THIS MANY TIMES BUT CANON MISUKAZU GIVES OFF MADE FOR EACH OTHER VIBES AND USUALLY I DON'T VIBE WITH THAT BUT THEY REALLY ARE WHAT THE OTHER NEEDS... AND I THINK EVEN IF THEY HAD TO PART THEY'D STILL BE ABLE TO BE BETTER PEOPLE BC THEY HAD MET

Favorite canon moment of them? THERE ARE SO MANY but the one that immediately comes to mind is misumi carrying drunk kazu to bed (latest bday line) because drunk kazu is so soft and it implies that misumi wanted to wish happy birthday to kazu pretty late... what did he want to give him...

Least favorite canon moment of them? hmm... there's not really one i can think of??? IM SORRY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY I LOVE ALL THEIR CANON MOMENTS

Favorite headcanon trope/idea? (Your own or someone else’s) this is somehow both vague and very specific but i think misukazu gives off this vibe: He's beautiful. I can't tell him. or "Kazu is always beautiful~" Don't call me that, Kazu thinks. I'm not. so... insecurities i guess ????? AJSHAJJD

Favorite aspect of them/their relationship dynamics? THIS IS GOING TO SOUND SO CHEESY but i love how /real/ they allow themselves to be around each other. misukazu at their best is when one thinks "you're you. and i love that you" and the other knows this. i just. THEY VALIDATE THE OTHER SO MUCH CRIES

Least favorite aspect of them/their relationship dynamics? (Can be headcannon) this isn't a "least fav" so much as "it makes me sad" but if either of them showed any sign of not being interested anymore the other is more likely to give up then push anything. sort of like "it was bound to happen, so i'll enjoy now until they drop me" or EVEN WORSE they think the other would be better off without them and pushes them away. so yeah the fact i can see one of these happening makes me sad.

If they aren’t a canon pairing, how would you get them together? they give off "everyone knows we're dating but us" energy but at the same time i feel like they'd acknowledge there's something and just not define it bc a) they don't need to (misumi) or b) they're too nervous to (kazu). in other words i think one day they are holding hands and misumi says "kazu? is this dating?" and kazu holds his breath before asking "do you want it to be?"

If you had to take them and plunk them into another fandom, what fandom would that be? Why? i think theyd be hilarious in any sports animanga (kazu is manager tho bc noodle arms but maybe they bond when misumi walks him through some of his usual training menu one night - ahem. anyway) BUT ALSO horimiya au...

How hard is it write/draw your pairing? Scale of 1-10. AJDHAJDHSF I REALLY LOVE THEM SO IT COMES PRETTY EASILY... but sometimes you try to put them in tropes and realize they would Just Not Work Like That. idk where i'm going with this. but yeah. anyway 3 for sankaku.

Is there a pairing that you think rivals them? in terms of what i ship, i tend to ship kazu and misumi individually with a lot of dif charas AJDHAKD. but in terms of like... in-universe "rival" pairings: kazu side: tsuzukazu (maybe, lbr it would take them 273924 yrs to actually get together), kazu x someone from winter (i... have my reasons but they'd take longer than what this answer entails) misumi side: ... surprisingly none that i can think of ahdjahd

Which character of the pairing do you like more? (Would you ever pair yourself with them?) you know that tweet that's like "sometimes a ship is just your two favs"? yeah that's misukazu for me. but if i had to choose... misumi AJDHAJHDSF I HONESTLY WASNT THAT INTO YUME UNTIL THESE TWO CAME AROUND (NOT COUNTING 707)... but yeah if they wanted to hold me in their arms i wouldn't oppose

Which character of your pairing would be the one to break up with the other? Why? OOOOOH BOY well. i think it could be either of them. i don't think they'd break up for lack of love but too much love and wanting the other to be happy and thinking that the only way to give them that is to let them go. so i guess the question is which of them would be more likely to be selfish and hold on. thinking this way, i think misumi would be more likely to break-up, bc kazu has lots of friends who are better than him!! and misumi is more ready to leave if he thinks he needs to than kazu is. now im sad.

Are they relatable as characters or as a pairing? THE NUMBER OF TIMES I'VE BEEN CALLED KAZU KIN... in all seriousness kazu's struggles with speaking out and (shinobi spoilers) his uncertainty over his future hit real close to home... while i don't relate as much as misumi, his struggles always manage to tear my heart into pieces... ((oversharing alert) i guess what really separates me from misumi is his struggle with his desire to connect with family who has treated him poorly... whereas im more "lol fuck you") tldr i relate to kazu slightly more LOL

Did you once/ever dislike one/both of them? i never disliked them but i was NOT expecting either of them to shoot up so quickly into my favs list ahdjahdjf. also i started shipping them Immediately After reading summer main story so there's that

On an estimate, how many posts have you made about them? as of september 28th 2020 i make up 11/78 fics on ao3 in the romantic misukazu tag and 2/12 in the platonic one. i may have brainrot.

What made you decide to ship them? TBH I FINISHED THE MAIN STORY AND WENT "OH MY GOD... THAT'S MY SHIP" but now that i'm here i continue to ship them because they have the potential to bring out both the best and the worst in each other and i'm all about that

Favorite genre for them? (Angst, fluff, etc.) angst. i just. angst hurt/comfort all the way. im so sorry babies.

lol you thought there would just be 21 ANYWAY EXTRA 1: how do they spend breaks/vacation? they'd travel a lot when they're older!! kazunari loves to travel and misumi would follow kazunari anywhere (also, new triangles!!) so they go somewhere new whenever they have the time. however i think eventually one or both of their future careers will take them anywhere and everywhere anyway, so their "ideal vacation" might turn into an evening in, cuddling and catching up (as if they didn't already send play-by-play updates over the phone of whatever they did during the day)

EXTRA 2: first date? i don't they ever have an explicit first date, but if asked they'll cite the time they had a picnic in the park turned triangle hunt turned accidental dip in the duck pond. at least, kazunari will. misumi just tilts his head and wonders what you mean.

EXTRA 3: gifts? IM FEELING REALLY CHEESY SO I'M MAKING THIS ABOUT ANNIVERSARY GIFTS they both end up getting each other jewelry (although kazu was really really nervous bc he wasn't sure if misumi would wear it). kazu gets misumi a bracelet (with triangles, of course although misumi only wears it sometimes because he doesn't want to lose it) and misumi gets kazu a pair of triangle earrings "so we can match!" and kazunari combusts at the implications

EXTRA 4: sharing clothes THEY'RE ACTUALLY AROUND THE SAME SIZE (and tend to wear baggier stuff barring kazu's skinny jeans)... but they have completely different Styles so it's still really obvious when steal each other's stuff ahdjajdkaf. as cute as kazu would look in sumi's sweatshirt i think the much more likely scenario is kazu wrapping misumi in his jackets because this boy nEVER BRINGS HIS ANYWHERE anyway just. accidental shared wardrobe misukazu.

EXTRA 5: lake house au consider: kazunari living in a house on the shore of a lake for a summer for Art Purposes (and a little bit for Dealing With Life purposes but he's not gonna admit that) and meets his lake neighbor misumi who kazu thinks might be a ghost or spirit for a while but he actually just lives further down the lake and misumi unknowingly helps kazu with his Life Issues and maybe they fall in love

#a3 #misukazu #kazumisu #ikaruga misumi #miyoshi kazunari #a3!#act! addict! actors!#headcanons #ernb its me

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thewritingstar · 4 years

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"Stay." Reds, obviously. (Angst if you're up for it....) ❤️💖

Reds. reds. reds. Probably my number one ship growing up and i haven’t written more for them which is bad. Also not me not being able to breath when i saw this was from you...haha not fangirling ignore me. But you asked for angst and angst you shall receive because my favorite thing to do is smash the hearts :)

So I hope you enjoy (fuck i love your work so much)

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“Stay”

Such a simple and utterly useless word. It was nothing but unfulfilled promises and just a cheap way of showing that they cared before their backs turned and they walked out again and again.

He stopped going back. He stopped waiting and wishing for the others to stay for him, so instead he made them all leave. Forgot about brotherhood or relationships, he blocked them out years ago. It was easier that way.

“Stay.”

Every single girl he dated asked for that. To stay and be tied down by a piece of metal that held nothing. He thought about it honestly, once. He thought about giving his heart over, back when it was used for emotion, but now it sits in his chest cavity pumping blood and remaining as black and cold as a prison cell on a winter's night. He would know, he’s been there plenty.

Hotel rooms were the place to be. There was no commitment, no second words and especially no staying. He didn’t care to stay as the sun rose into the sky, whoever had the misfortune of being with him that night would wake to an empty bed with tumbled sheets and a pounding in their head as they desperately tried to remember his face. They couldn’t and neither could he.

No names, no numbers, no nothing. Nothing.

If he had the choice, he would rip out his heart completely. The mind was the only tool he needed but sometimes it would snake in an idea from long ago and make his heart shake a little before he would slam back another bottle of the finest alcohol money could buy and make it sit in the darkness until he was ready to do it all over again.

Years passed since the faithful day. The one that made his heart shrink to the size of a speck of dust.

“You should go.”

“But-”

“Just go, you obviously don’t care!” She had screamed and it stung. A slap across the face or the shattering of a car window, he had broken.

He did care! He wanted to scream. He cared too much to watch her leave but that wasn’t enough. He...he wasn’t enough.

The only thing that ever kept his mind occupied besides the wild thoughts and white noise, was her voice.

The breaking of each syllable as she held her hands over her heart as if she was surrendering. The way her eyes had been so bright and kind then that light banished and replaced with stone. A gorgeous pink stone that cut him like a knife when he took a step forward. Her lips quivered and she tried to find peace within herself but she couldn’t. She might be everything nice, but she held herself to standards, one apparently he couldn’t reach.

“G-go” He didn’t want to believe it and maybe she didn’t either but the only time he had ever wanted to stay, he didn’t.

He soon took her advice like a bull being branded. Go. Go. Go. Staying was never an option, not anymore, she made that clear.

He would wake up in cold sweats, the chemical x leaking from his pores and almost setting his sheets on fire, curse these fucking powers. The look on her face of pure heartbreak, he thought they were together for the long haul, he thought that she loved him, so why didn’t she stay?

And so those next few months would be spent begging and pleading, he was no bitch but his jeans had ripped holes in them from being on his knees, desperately craving for her meek attention, but she would never give in. Time and time again he would be sent away. Roses would die on her porch and the chocolates would melt even in the winter. He just watched the fire between them die silently.

“Go.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Go.” And he would be on his way.

His mind doesn’t remember the last time he was there. But in the back of his head be begged that she had missed him. That she would realize he hadn’t shown up and soon she would come running like she used to. His arms would be open ready to catch her like the love sick puppies they were.

But there was now brick wall between them. At first it was like a tower of cards, then glass, then a shield. All of them breakable until he could see her paving the cement and closing him off for good.

All he wanted to do was stay as the last brick was placed. But you can only graffiti the same wall so many times, or bang your fists until they bled and leaked onto the carpet. Sometimes his thick skull was a curse.

Over time the booze and cheap thrills would allow him to regain his balance before falling off the face of the earth. His brothers stopped looking along time ago as the darkness took in again and again. There was nothing in the world that would ever pull him from his own demise.

And then the months turned to years. And his fire powers couldn’t melt his heart and he even toyed with the idea of settling down and staying for some girl he barely knew and just allowing life to pass meekly. Watching the sky go from blue to black over and over again until his grave was the only view point.

The coffee from the small shop burned his tongue but he allowed it. Sometimes pain was all he could feel and he thrived for that small feeling of something.

And that voice that played on repeat like a broken record player sounded and he knew it didn’t come from within. Instead he turned his head and saw her. The one with the key to his heart dangling on her fingers as she approached him after all those years.

Like a ghost from his past, her mere presence was enough to shake him from the inside out. A chilling freeze kissing the back of his neck before scrapping into his bones.

He didn’t remember what had happened next as they talked as if nothing in the past had happened. She got older and so did he. She looked well and the stone had broken down to reveal the crystal underneath. The apologies came as fast as the tears and he felt that warmth in his chest spread as everything he wanted came back to him.

The moment where she would return to him and they would have the life they always wanted. They were dumb and she was still desperately in love with him, as was he. That smile and flush of cheeks had brought his own to his lips and he wasted no time with small talk even if it did fill the white noise.

The sound of her saying she was wrong and that she tried to run back and tear down that brick wall. Those tears she shed and the cries echoed in his mind as he held her.

He felt his heart pump more than blood and that echo of running had been silenced as he stared into her eyes like he did when they were lovesick fools. The countless flashbacks of him holding her while they sway to music or talk about whatever came to mind. The bashful arguments about who was right about a historical quote would die off as his lips pressed to hers and she would kiss him back as if to prove to the world she loved him.

It all came back and happened so fast like being swept under a current. She laid by his side, eyelashes batting and the words that echoed on her tongue were the ones he avoided for years.

“Stay”

And she repeated it. He felt the balance of the world level and finally the darkness had given him back his light. The bright pink light he didn’t know was this bright and he was afraid he was going to be electrified by her, but he loved it. He loved her.

And the sweat this time was more than fire and ice. It burned his body to an extreme he had never felt before and he thought the universe was about to end him for good. His breathing was rapid as the light to the lamp was flipped on.

His face was wet with tears. He almost forgot what it felt like to have an emotion other than emptiness. He was waiting for a hand to come on his back. The soft voice to soothe him to a steady heartbeat but in the glow of the light, there was nothing.

The sheets were tumbled and tangled around one of his legs and he looked around for a trace of her. But there was nothing. Lips quivering and body shaking, he scrunched the empty sheets that held no one but him into his fists. The red glow dying as his heart, that pumped blood, calmed down.

She was never here, he should have known. There was nothing but lost time and heartbreak as he fell back onto the bed and let the bottle of tears flow free.

His voice barely above a whisper as he stared at the ceiling that was almost completely black due to lack of light and remembered a time where they were by each other's sides, too long ago to the point that the memory was like a phantom.

“Stay.”

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I hope you enjoyed and im sorry for the ending :)

#blossick #reds #ppg x rrb #blossom x brick #ppg #the powerpuff girls #reds fic #thewritingstar

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johnbroutledge · 4 years

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Buck, eddie and hen for the character ask 💕

man, sorry this took 5ever but ITS BEEN A DAY. okay okay so

✨ buck ✨

Why I like them he’s so genuine and open and loyal and god he’s so kind. he’ll do literally anything for people that he loves. he’s always thinking of how he can help them best and i love that thoughtfulness in him. he’s genuinely so good with such a huge heart. i also really love that he’s kind of a dumbass. Why I don’t i did not like buck 1.0. i didn’t like the cocky asshole attiude he had or the way he disregarded the seriousness of his job. i don’t love his recklessness or the way that he’s kind of careless with his own safety. he’s singleminded sometimes, and thats not always a great thing. and it kills me how he doesn’t think he’s worth much. Favorite episode (scene if movie) 2x04. Favorite season/movie three. i think? Favorite line “this is eddies house, im not really a guest” kind of makes me wanna set myself on FIRE. “crime is hard.” is hilarious, and his monolgoue at the end of 3x3 gets me every single time. Favorite outfit THE FIRE MARSHALL DIGS. OTP buddie Brotp see above Head Canon oh man, i guess my biggest headcanon is that buck 1.0 was the byproduct of an upbringing that was strict and suffocating? Unpopular opinion While I loved how soft Buck always was with Abby, I never could get behind it entirely as a ship. A wish Happiness. Complete and total happiness. Like one season without hospitalization would be nice, tbh. Oh and Buddie being canon, obviously, but. An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen die/leave the 118. 5 words to best describe them compassionate, giving, pure, dumbass, protective. My nickname for them My bby.

✨ eddie ✨

Why I like them he’s incredibly giving if he loves you, loyal, easy to forgive, he’s sassy and brave, and his love for his son is as endless as the sky. he’s dependable af and i love that he can basically do anything. Why I don’t it literally ruins me that he, like buck, never feels good enough. also taht he’s so guarded and he just...doesnt talk about things when he’s hurting, just implodes because thats what he was taught, to suck it up. Favorite episode (scene if movie) still 2x04 Favorite season/movie still three. Favorite line “My mothers swedish, I can help you with the swedish half, but nobody told me which half that is.” and of course “there is no one in this world id trust with my son more than you.” Favorite outfit the white henley and jeans combo OTP buddie Brotp see above Head Canon i dunno, my brain is mush lmao. Unpopular opinion i absolutely didnt hate shanon and would’ve loved to see them be friends who aren’t together coparenting chris. A wish HONESTLY i just wish happiness on all my babies. An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen die/leave the 118. 5 words to best describe them dependable, resourceful, loving, brave, private My nickname for them I call him Eds a lot in my head idk.

✨ hen ✨

Why I like them she’s hilarous and kind and so big hearted. so smart. she literally will not give up and i LOVE that about her. she’s an absolute queen and I only have one (1) compaint. Why I don’t i hated god, i hated that she cheated on karen. Favorite episode (scene if movie) hen begins, maybe? Favorite season/movie Three. Favorite line her monologue in hen begins about being seen. legendary. Favorite outfit white coat cause doctor wilson gives me LIFE. OTP henren Brotp hen and chim <3 Head Canon again, idk, im too tired for these. lmao. Unpopular opinion i really dont think i have one? A wish i hope that she becomes the best damn doctor LA has ever seen and we get to see her succeed time and time again with the love of her family and firefam. An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen die? 5 words to best describe them determined, smart, hilarious, loving, loyal My nickname for them queen hen.

#nikki answers #hennwilson #thank you love!

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oikirstein · 4 years

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1-50

i—

idk if this serious or not but i’m going to do it anyways 😁

1. do you have a crush on anyone?

on oikawa 😏

2. what’s your favorite candy?

my favorite candy are those rainbow sour belts and also that tamarind candy that you push up in the green container with a red cap

3. favorite love song?

i have such a hard time picking my favorite songs because it always changes but right now, it’s probably white ferrari by frank ocean which probably is more of a falling out of love song than a love song but oh well

4. what was your first kiss like?

lmaooooo hahaha n e wayz

5. what was your last kiss like?

the last person i kissed was my oikawa plushie

6. sexual/romantic orientation?

heteroromantic (i think) & bisexual

7. do you prefer poems or love letters?

what about a poem in a love letter 😉

8. favorite fanfic trope?

50k words slowburn enemies to lovers with eventual mutal pining but they’re both too prideful and blinded by their “hate” that the tension keeps building and building until one of them goes “you wanna kiss me so bad you look stupid” and then they makeout until they pull apart so the other can say “what now?”

9. have you ever been in love?

no </3

10. favorite milkshake flavor?

oreo/cookies and cream/chocolate and vanilla swirl

11. dinner dates or brunch dates?

answered

12. favorite flowers?

probably hibiscuses, roses, purple hydrangeas and irises, baby’s breath, and cherry blossoms (or is that classified as a tree)

13. favorite perfume/cologne?

i don’t really wear expensive perfume or anything but my favorite scents one of my favorite scents is rose from bath and body. some of my other favorite scents are winter candy apple, black cherry merlot, japanese cherry blossom, and cucumber melon

14. favorite candle scent?

i like candles that smell refreshing. candles that smell like food or something too sweet (like snickerdoodles or caramel) give me headaches.

15. what’s your ideal first date?

my ideal first date would be making each other short little playlists on spotify and driving around late at night heading towards the sunset while we play each other the songs and rate them.

16. favorite love story?

me and oikawa 🥰

17. what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear?

one of those nice silky button ups with the sleeve rolled up to their elbows and a few of the top buttons popped open + nice black slacks

18. chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet?

red velvet is just chocolate with red food coloring and cream cheese frosting so do i really need to pick between the two?

19. snow, rain, or sun?

as someone from the west, i would like to say snow but i know i love the sunny days

20. sweetest romantic memory?

when i got my oikawa plush in the mail

21. favorite dating sim (and favorite character)?

i must be dumb because when i read this i thought of the sims—like the game with bob pancakes. i haven't played that many dating simulator games but for now i’d say mystic messenger because talking to 707 gives me serotonin

22. fictional crushes?

*harshly exhales through nose*

my current brainrots go as following in no particular order:

toru oikawa

jean kirsten

rintaro suna

levi ackerman

ryota kise

mikasa ackerman

annie leonhart

armin arlert

koshi sugawara

kyoko kirigiri

sayaka maizono

byakuya togami

nozomu nanashima

LANGA HASEGAWA

shoto todoroki

dabi

hawks

shouta aizawa

denki kaminari

should i go on 🤔

23. what’s your dream wedding like?

answered

24. what makes you blush?

physical contact and witty remarks

25. do you believe in love at first sight?

no because i think to be in love there needs to be an established form of trust

26. do you believe in soulmates?

answered

27. denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets?

denim jackets for sure

28. what’s your sign?

leo sun, libra moon, capricorn rising

29. are you single?

yeah 🙂 but that can change 😏

30. do you prefer to charm, or be charmed?

be charmed

31. guitar or piano?

i really want to buy an electric so im saving my money, but i have an acoustic and a keyboard. i’m pretty basic on the acoustic i can’t do barre chords to save my life but i’m trying to get better at piano haha. if i had to pick, then i wish i could master piano.

30. favorite romcom?

i like to watch the notebook :)

33. do you fall in love easily?

please i almost applied for a job at pet smart because a cute guy worked there

34. valentine’s decorations: yay or nay?

i want to say no because they’re tacky but some of them are cute

35. would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal?

i would prefer to be proposed to. my dream proposal would be quaint and intimate, maybe going to a little place that holds a significant memory for the both of us or maybe it would be in aisle 3 of 7/11 🤷🏽‍♀️ i think the only thing that matters is that we’re both sure of our feelings for each other and are ready to commit to a life of love

36. cloud gazing or star gazing?

star gazing thru the sunroof of their car in the woods or smth 🥺

37. do you like to dance?

i’m not good at dancing, but i’ll dice roll into every room

38. what’s your OTP?

dramione aka the blueprint for my love of enemies to lovers + tsunderes

and also kagehina because they just have so much chemistry and also because they’re my comfort ship

like before i even really got into the fandom, i was sitting there on netflix like “they would be cute together”

39. kittens or puppies?

puppies!

40. coffee, hot chocolate, or tea?

i really only drink hot chocolate in winter or around the holidays so i think i’d say tea. my favorite to drink is black tea with 3 teaspoons of sugar and a splash of milk

41. favorite soda?

diet coke or royal (filipino brand orange soda)

42. do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?

lying dramatically on the sofa and pretending i’m dead to practice how my body is going to look when i finally kick the bucket

43. favorite ABBA song?

gimmie! gimme! gimme! (a man after midnight), waterloo, dancing queen, mamma mia, andante andante, one of us, thank you for the music, and lay all your love on me

sorry lol i can't pick a favorite

44. fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice)

sorry i can’t answer this one without the people 😣

45. favorite pajamas?

they’re red fleece plaid pajama pants and a black tank top or just a really baggy shirt

46. favorite liquor?

this feels illegal to answer

47. do you think about love a lot?

yeah *sighs* i might try shifting to haiykuu or something

48. a walk in the park or a walk on the beach?

a walk on the beach 🤩

49. hand kisses or nose kisses?

wait those are both so cute. nose kisses and inner wrist kisses

50. what’s your dreamhouse?

my dream house would probably be something like a colonial modern house with a porch that wraps all the way around, blue shutters, and a painting room, with a big kitchen, maybe 2 stories, 3-4 bedrooms with 4-5 bathrooms (yes i want every room to have an ensuite bathroom), central vacuum system, dishwasher, etc.

i just want a semi-large house with all the things i wasn’t able to have growing up

#gel's letterbox #anon.letters #phew that took me way longer than it needed to

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lifesucksheres20bucks · 5 years

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28 & 36 for the ship of your choice?

Thank you so much for the prompt! 💜

“Make me”

“Is that my shirt?”

Eddie liked things to be a certain way, to have a small routine, if you will. He had that with the losers, after school they would all meet by the south exit and head out on one of their adventures. As they got older, some modifications were made to that routine, every Friday night was game night at Bill’s and Saturdays were “movie nights” at Mike’s (they really just got drunk and played a movie in the background).

That was his schedule for the day, at night, something else was a regular occurrence, Richie. It all started back when they were 16 years old, Richie had a big fight with his mom and couldn't bear to stay home, so he climbed up Eddie’s window and the rest is history. Practically every night, Richie would sleep at Eddies, they would watch movies, listen to music or read comics. They also cuddled a lot, nothing more, but he really likes cuddling. It’s their thing. He liked the way he felt in Richie’s arms, safe.

One morning Richie had to leave in a hurry because he was late for an appointment, nothing new on Richie’s part, he was late to everything. However, his tardiness made him forget his sweater, this chunky, burnt orange, wool sweater. It was kinda ugly but it always looked so good on Richie. It also smelt like him, cigarettes and cheap cologne, that sent on any other person would have made Eddie gag but on Richie it felt right.

On the occasional nights that Richie couldn't sleep over, Eddie wore that sweater to sleep, his way of having the trashmouth next to him. Tonight was one of those nights, Richie said he had family members visiting from out of town and had to stay for supper. So Eddie slipped on the sweater and made himself some hot cocoa. Suddenly the phone rang. “Kaspbrak residence”, Eddie said as he answered the phone. “It’s me Eds, I can’t talk for long, just met me at the Quarry in an hour.” Before Eddie could protest about it being a school night, Richie hung up the phone. Eddie quickly gave his mom the excuse that Stan needed help with his test and rushed out the door. He knew that he was early but he loved stargazing while listening to the quiet flow of the water. He came here a lot when he was a child to get away from his mother but since Richie had started coming over he never had the chance to do so anymore. So he made his way and laid on the cold rocky surface, lost in thought he didn't hear Richie’s footsteps in the distance.

“Hey Eds, sorry im late- hey! Is that my shirt?” Richie said with a small chuckle.

Shit, Eddie thought, he completely forgot he had the sweater on.

“Hmm, yeah you forgot it at my house and I got cold so I put it on, it looked really comfy”, Eddie smiled to himself.

“So am I ever going to get it back?”, the taller boy said, as he started poking Eddie’s sides.

“Nooope! Its mine now, finders keepers, losers weepers”. Eddie stuck out his tongue and Richie giggled. They both sat in silence for a while before Richie got up and said, “you know i'm really going to need that shirt back....” He took a couple of steps towards the edge and smirked to himself.

Eddie joined him near the edge and quietly whispered “Make me”.

“What?” Richie said, taken aback

Eddie turned facing Richie, “Make me,'' he said with a smirk.

Shocked, Richie paused for a moment, then a devilish smile formed on his lips. He quickly took his shirt off and started unbuttoning his jeans, leaving his boxers on.

Eddie’s eyes grew in shock, “W-w-what are you doing?”

“Were going swimming,'' he then bolted toward the edge and jumped off the edge.

“C’mon Eds! What are you waiting for?”

“You’re fucking insane Tozier, there’s no way im going swimming at this hour!” Eddie started instinctively rubbing his arms.

“Oh stop being a little shit Eds! Jump in! The waters great!” Richie said splashing around in the Quarry.

Eddie bit his thumb, thinking about the offer. Then something inside him made him take his clothes off and jump in. The water was refreshing, when he surfaced he saw two bright eyes looking at him.

“Wow Eds, I really didn't think you were going to jump in.”

Eddie got closer to Richie, hesitated a second then wrapped his arms around his neck. Without missing a beat Richie’s arms wrap around Eddie’s waist. Their heads rest against one another. There’s a comfortable silence, as if both of them are just taking in the moment.

“This is really nice Richie, I wish we could stay here forever.”

“I know Eds, there's no other place I'd rather be, right here, right now, with you. It’s all i ever want.”

Eddie took in those words

They both just held each other until their skin turned prunny. After that, Eddie went home, opened his window and Richie crawled in. Both of them fell asleep in each others arms, Eddie wearing Richie’s sweater.

#thank you so much!#eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #reddie #reddie au #reddie prompt #reddie fic #reddie fanfiction #it chapter two #it #it chapter 2

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ravens-rambling · 6 years

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Prompt: adopted kid!Virgil coming home with Patton and meeting his new brother Roman and other dad Logan (I'm a sucker for fluff lol)

A/N: So uuuuhhhhhhhhh I know you wanted fluff anon but this kinda…accidently turned out completely different and uuhhhh there really isn’t much fluff here mostly angst I AM VERY SORRY!!!! ROMAN IS A BITCH IM SORRY!

I might write a second part to this? Maybe Pat or Lo finds out how Ro’s been treating V? And they find out why he has (which yes there is a reason) and they comfort him and kinda make him talk to V on what’s wrong blah blah blah. OR I could make it more angsty by having V get sick or injured and Ro realizes how much he actually liked V as a younger brother and starts getting overprotective like an older brother should and they make up blah blah blah.

So let me know if you guys want a second part to this!

WC: 2,098

ships: Romantic Logicality

warnings: Mentions of abuse, mentions of anxiety attacks, mentions of attacks, crying, angst about, Roman being a little bitch, uuhh I think that’s it? Let me know if I miss any please!

Tag List: @punsterterry @stormcrawler75 @frostedlover @mycatshuman @mutechild @panicattheeverywhere15 @thewinterbookqueen @analogical-mess @saddestlittlebabe

“I’m so glad we get to finally bring you home, kiddo!”

Patton, his new dad, beamed at him from the front seat as he drove. The small toddler smiled faintly back as the older man talked and talked endlessly. Honestly it felt…weird.

Normally when he gets taken to a new house the new parents don’t…particularly enjoy his company, not by a long shot, and they always make it known that he will never truly be a part of the family. He’ll always be an outcast. A nobody. Somebody that people will just throw away. Somebody that people use for the money, and that’s it. That’s all he’s worth, the few scraps of money that people get when they adopt him.

He’ll never actually be anybody’s son, right?

So why was Patton trying to make him feel that way?

The small darkly worn child couldn’t wrap his mind around it.

So instead he stayed silent throughout the entire trip to their home. Or so he wished he could.

“Oh, Virge, do you like dogs?”

He cleared his throat and mumbled back, “They are alright, sir.”

There was a moment of silence then Patton’s blue eyes met his dark ones from the front mirror. The child gulped and shifted in his seat. He screwed up again, didn’t he?

Majority of the parents didn’t like it when he called them dad or mom, they preferred if he called them sir or ma'am. And though they have gone over that he could call him by his first name he couldn’t help but think that it would all change once he is adopted by them right? They don’t have to put up a nice front anymore.

“Sweetie,” He looked back towards the road, “You don’t have to call me that, we’ve been over this. I know people before liked it when you called them that but you don’t have to with me, alright? I’m your dad now. And Lo’s your dad, too.”

“…Okay…” He mumbled under his breath staring back out of the window as he fidgeted with his hoodie sleeve. He didn’t know what to feel or think about this. Calling them dad? That feels…weird? Wrong? He wasn’t sure what the word is. And he wasn’t sure if he would ever get used to it. But he gulped and shifted more in the seat.

Maybe these men would be different than his previous parents? He could only hope so.

That’s all he’s wanted honestly. Family. Parents. A home. Ever since he understood the concept he’s wanted it. But he’s never gotten it. Sure there have been a few families that have seemed like that but in the end… They weren’t.

Virgil was different. Virgil was a problem child. Virgil was a child who still threw tantrums. Virgil was a child that was too much to deal with.

The list went on.

He’s learned over the few years to not have his hopes up the hard way. It’ll only crush him. What’s the point in wasting time and energy like that? What’s the point of getting attached only for it to be thrown out of the window within a few months time?

What’s the point in believing in something that he shouldn’t ever wish for?

Though he does have to admit Patton and Logan were a bit different then the normal parents he’s had. They were more…cheery. More lively. More energetic. Something that he wished to be a part of, something that his heart ached to be a part of. And they kept saying that they loved him. But were that true? Others have said that before only to turn him back in after a few of his attacks saying they were unable to handle him…

Virgil signed under his breath as he still heard Patton talk again. That was until their house was finally in sight. The child stood up straighter in his seat keeping his head down as they drove up the driveway. He stayed silent still as Pat got outside then let him out.

His eyes drifted over the house his eyes widening at the size of it, he wasn’t expecting the house to be this huge! It looked so fancy from the outside Virgil was worried what the inside was going to look like. He’s going to look so out of place here he could just feel it.

“Come on darling. Time to meet your new family!”

He was jerked out of his thoughts as Patton held out a hand for him to grab, his other hand holding his one bag that held all his clothes. And his plushie spider.

A small smile drifted on his lips as he took Patton’s hand and the older man beamed even more as he did so walking the steps towards his new place.

When they walked in Virgil gasped loudly before he could stop himself. This place was huge! The tile along the floor made everything stand out even more and made it look even more gorgeous. The spiraling staircase that made its way upstairs was something he’s only seen out of movies and TV shows. Everything looked beautiful and expensive…

Way more expensive than he was worth, that’s for sure. And just one thing properly is worth more than the most money he’s ever seen in his life.

Patton only giggled at his expression and gasp, “Welcome home, kiddo!”

“Yes, welcome. Salutations, Virgil. It’s great to finally greet you like this.”

His huge eyes looked over towards the voice, his other…dad’s voice. As normal, he looked rather serious and stern. His glasses set perfectly on his nose. His arms behind his back as well as the tie on his neck tied perfectly. But one thing that was different about him was the fact that he was smiling faintly. That’s properly the most emotion he’s ever seen out of this man.

Logan took a step towards him from what he guessed would be the living room, and Patton beamed at him.

“Our kiddo is finally home Lo! I’m so happy!”

“Yes, yes, Pat I can see that. Here, while I calm him down why don’t you take your stuff to your room? It’s the first door to your right, you can’t miss it, while your there Roman should be coming down to greet you too.”

Patton giggled as he practically tackled Logan in a hug almost knocking his glasses askew but luckily he managed to save them in time. Logan chuckled under his breath and rolled his eyes as his arms wrapped around the cardigan-wearing man.

“Pat, you really do need to calm yourself. You’ll freak him out.”

“I know but I can’t help it darling. I’m just so happy! He’s finally here! Our precious son!”

Virgil just stared at the couple, really unable to process this. Logan and Patton had always seemed like true opposites from the moment he met them. Patton always having a wide bubbling smile on his face, always bouncing from one thing to the next. While Logan was always serious and almost stone cold all the time. He didn’t show many emotions. But with Pat like this…

He could see it in the way Logan’s dark blue eyes flickered underneath his glasses, he could see it in the way a half smile danced on his lips. He could see it in the way Patton kissed him and hugged him.

They really were truly in love with each other, despite the complete opposite personalities.

Virgil supposes that opposites do attract in this case.

Without saying a word he took his things from Patton, who was still attached to Logan and made his way upstairs. Once he was out of their view his shoulders sagged.

Oh, how he wished, yes he would even dare to wish this time after seeing that, that he was loved like that. That he was shown love for once in his life. All he’s ever been shown in hate, or malicious, or bitterness.

As his eyes darted with tears he wiped it against his black jacket sleeves trying his best not to break into tears right here and now. In a bit, once he is truly left alone, then he could cry and want all he wants. For now, though, he’s got to appear hopeful, he’s got to appear that he’s happy to be here.

That he’s not going to have his hopes and dreams come crashing down within a few months.

Blinking away the last of the tears he turned towards where Logan said his room would be, silently admiring how the hallway looked and all the fancy stuff that littered the small hallway. Everything in this house was so fancy! He knew he couldn’t dare touch a single thing in fear of being yelled at.

As he stepped in front of the first door next to the stairs he had to smile, however, at what greeted him. There was paper taped at the door frame. Every single one said things like ‘welcome home, kiddo!’ or ‘we are glad you are finally with us.’ and he just had to smile at that. That’s the sweetest thing anybody has ever done for him…

Though just as he was about to grab for the doorknob he heard other door being opened and glanced down the hallway. A boy came out, by the looks of it a few years older than him, his hair was swept towards the side. He wore a red jacket and jeans, and he didn’t look happy.

At the sight of Virgil his nose wrinkled in disgust, his eyes bore the look like he was looking at filth. Like he was trash. Instantly Virgil tried to bury himself in his jacket, as his hand gripped onto the bag tighter.

He’s dealt with these kids before, this is nothing new. Just don’t say anything and they will get bored eventually. Don’t react. Don’t do anything.

He repeated to himself as he heard, what he guessed would be Roman, a step towards him within a few steps he was right at Virgil. His arms were crossed over his chest as he peered down at the small child.

“This is what Dad and Papa bring home? A child that looks like he just came from the garbage? I don’t know why they bothered with you. Eventually, they will kick you out, you know that right?”

Virgil gulped hard as his hands turned bright white against the bag. Tears once again threated to leak down his cheeks. His body was in fear of shaking, no he can’t have a tantrum here. Not yet. Once he gets in his room he could. Just wait it out. Wait this out.

“Well? Are you going to respond? Or are you going to play the dumb card?”

So this was why he never met this Roman. He’s met Patton and Logan quite a number of times. Nearly every time they have mentioned that they had another kid, another son, that would just adore having a baby brother. But he’s never met him until now.

He sees why.

This is just like the other houses though. If they had other kids they would pick on him. Eat his food. Steal his things. Blame things on him so he’ll get in trouble. It only fed into the whole 'problem child’ title that he had.

Guess this house was going to be the same after all.

Luckily he heard Patton calling for Roman to come down and help with things. That made Virgil want to breath out in relief.

Roman tsked under his breath, “Whatever. This conversation isn’t over, trash scum.”

And just like that, he left, taking a few steps than making his way down the stairs. As soon as Virgil could hear him downstairs he bolted inside his new 'room’ not even caring about the things inside. None of it mattered. None of it will matter.

That kid was right. He doesn’t belong here. He never will.

Why did he even think of a possibility that he could?

He threw his body on the bed throwing his bag on the floor and buried his face in the blankets and pillows. Within a moment he was crying. Though he was crying silently so he could still hear if somebody came by or if somebody called him and so nobody would hear. But he cried, his entire body shaking with his sobs as he heaved out the tears. Gasping for breath as his heart broke yet again.

Couldn’t he just be loved for once in his life? Is that too much to ask?

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