#not putting this in his wholeass tag tho

[coldshrugs]

one of the few things i'm sure of

pairing: io laithe / estinien varlineau word count: 1.4k rating: explicit – minors do not interact notes: estinien ruminates on his feelings for io during a moment of intimacy. he's ready to put it into words.

Sprawled in a plush, high-backed chair, Io scans a thick tome of Arkasodara folklore, a recent gift from Nidhana. Late afternoon sun streams through the open window and warm light dances over her face and glints in the ink blue of her hair. Long, elegant fingers dart across the page, and her lips spread in a delighted smile now and then–something must be amusing.

Across the room, Estinien cleans and polishes his armor. He watches her wordlessly and smiles. He likes this.

His chambers are a mess, and she is to blame. Half-finished books lay open on every surface, and her clothes are stashed in his wardrobe with very little rhyme or reason. She burrows into the private spaces of his life, making herself at home, leaving little pieces of evidence for him to find when she’s pulled away to some far-flung corner of the world. He doesn’t mind; all of this and more he can bear, because he loves her–though he hasn’t given voice to that thought.

A short, deep grunt of laughter breaks the silence.

She looks up from her book with the same precious smile, eyes sharp and suspicious. “What?”

“You seem to be enjoying yourself.” He shrugs.

“And you seem to enjoy staring. Where are your manners, Ser Estinien?”

A twitchy grin accompanies her feigned indignance. She bites her bottom lip to keep up the charade, and Estinien laughs again.

The book snaps closed. “I find it very difficult to concentrate when you do that.”

“When I do what, exactly?” He continues wiping down the pauldron, but teasing her is a game he cannot resist. His gaze sweeps down the length of her body, draped so casually in the chair. She wears a loose linen tunic, though every inch of skin underneath it is familiar to him, and her long legs are bare. His eyes snap back to hers. “Look at you?”

Her chest heaves, and he watches that too. He doesn't have to guess how her body responds to his attention. Her pulse quickens, heat blooms in her chest and takes root further down. She stokes the same fire in him.

She nods slowly. “Yes. Like that.” Chewing her lip again, she looks at the closed book in her hands, the window, the floor... Estinien stops polishing and places his work aside. Unable to find anything else of interest, Io’s gaze slowly slides his way.

He leans back, half-propped on his bed. “Then come here, and I’ll do more than look.”

He never tires of her earnest surprise at being desired. Her wide eyes, as if she’s hearing it for the first time. Her careful steps across the room, almost like she’s allowing him to change his mind.

Estinien reaches for her, sure of what he wants, and tugs her closer until she’s in front of him. The hands he watched so closely as they skimmed the page now brush loose hair from his eyes, their touch warm and light. His eyes fall closed, almost distracted from purpose by the gentle affection, but proximity brings confidence. Io’s hands travel down to the leather cord lacing his shirt, and she unties it eagerly.

“You would have your way, and I would have mine. It’s my turn to look.”

His shirt is on the floor in seconds. Io touches him, roaming over relaxed muscle, tracing knotted scars. Gone is the reserved caution from moments ago, and in its place lies a heavy need. Her eyes, an impossibly deep shade of blue, turn hungry and ever darker. She lifts his hands to her hips, a silent instruction to touch her. 

He grips her tightly, kisses her belly, and curses the thin fabric that separates them. Her hands play in his hair, short nails grazing his scalp, and he groans against her when she tugs his unbound locks.

“Io,” he breathes, voice like gravel. He needs her closer, needs her on him.

Estinien slides further onto the bed and Io follows, planting a knee on each side of him. He grasps her thigh, fingertips finding purchase on her soft skin. His free hand travels up her front, rippling the fabric in its path. She shivers when his palm brushes across her nipple, the peak hardening under his hand.

Io, all sweetness and sincerity, cups his face and kisses him slowly, taking her time. Soft lips move with his, steady, patient. Her hips grind down against him, she sighs at the friction and he can no longer be delicate. Not when she moves like this, determined to feel him half-hard and aching for her through his trousers. 

His hand tangles into her hair, and his kiss is much less refined. Open-mouthed and urgent, he tells Io exactly how much he needs her. Not just now, not merely like this.

At his side in battle, and warming the other side of his bed. In the quiet moments he wants to share with no one else, and in the crowded rooms he’s forced to endure. The small joys and the monumental failures–he wants to be with her for them all.

He peels away her tunic, careful not to let it tangle on her arms or ears. It lands on the floor with his shirt. He has only a moment to draw his tongue over the warmth of her newly exposed skin before she pushes him against the bed with a firm hand.

Io’s fingers rake down his stomach and pause at his belt. “May I?” she asks, dipping to kiss the corner of his mouth. 

“Gods, yes, Io.” 

And she obliges, discarding the last of his clothes quickly before her hands are on his cock.

His low moan encourages her strokes. Estinien shudders at the insistent twist of her hand, chasing the touch, thrusting into her grip until he’s at the edge. Io’s played this game before, and she won’t dare push him over yet. The soft, playful smile she tried to hide half an hour ago is back.

“I love the sounds you make,” Io whispers, lips ghosting across his ear. She moves further up his lap, and he can feel the heat between her thighs. Her hair falls around them, a dense blue curtain. The world condenses to her face, her lips on his neck, his hands on her body. “I love…”

She bites her lip, bites back the “you” he desperately wants to hear.

He loves her. Her hand pressed hard into his chest, back arching gracefully under his hands as she takes the lead. Loves her when she sinks onto him, slowly, slowly, the little gasp when their hips meet and he’s finally buried inside her. Loves the satisfied smile she reserves for these moments with him. She saves so much for him and him alone, creates a language only they understand, and he loves her.

Io moves and, enveloped in her slick heat, the sentence goes unfinished but not forgotten.

Estinien watches once more; dark freckles peppered across her skin, the sheen of sweat catching the sunlight. She leans back and speeds her pace, and his thumb circles her clit. Tiny wrinkles crease around her eyes as she squeezes them shut. Her lips part, frozen in a moan she tries to suppress.

“Don’t,” he says. Io meets his eyes, hazy confusion knit between her brows. “Don’t hold back, not with me.”

The moan rips free, loud in the confines of his room. Louder than she’s ever allowed herself to be before. Shortly after, she breaks, legs quaking as she falls against his chest, panting between kisses pressed to his sweat-damp skin.

He continues when she cannot, cradling her closer and searching out her mouth. Languid, wet kisses pass between them until he finds his end, as warm and sweet and radiant as Io herself.

They lay on his disheveled bed, caught in a sunbeam. She twists his silver strands between her fingers, nuzzling into his neck. He strokes her back.

“We should just say it.” His fingers wander down to her leg, hiking her thigh up higher on his waist. Someone must go first. Easier to say exactly what she means to him. “I–”

“I love you, Estinien.” Io kisses his shoulder, right on top of the old scar.

He’s lucky she can’t see his ridiculous smile. He takes her hand and raises it to his lips. “I love you, too.”

[agendabymooner]

leaked ! daniel r. x ofc (famous!ofc)

summary: danny ric couldn’t keep things to himself and it showed… a lot. OR tala moran was equally as funny as her husband.

content warning: use of explicit language, filipino!ofc, banters, established relationship/marriage, “leaked” in terms of revealing relationships, crack/humour fic

note: last one before i sleep lol enjoy xx

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danielricciardo accidentally dropped my pants down to the floor 🧍‍♂️

danielricciardo didn’t mean to lick my screen clean my bad 😅😅

danielricciardo that’s my wife y’all 🤠 liked by talamoran

talamoran a simple “pretty” would’ve sufficed 😭 i can’t defend you

danielricciardo you can fight me and i still wouldn’t defend myself 😚🤤

maxverstappen1 actually horny. like go touch some grass horny. liked by talamoran

user1 golden retriever vibes fr 🐶🐕

user2 tala your husband is a golden retriever 🐶😭

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user1 lmfaooooo he’s a wholeass dog show as of this point 😭😭

talamoran he did that to himself.

user1 i agree 🤝🤝

danielricciardo can you at least admit that the bucket hat was good 😕 liked by talamoran

talamoran i didn’t say anything about it being ugly 🤨🤨

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talamoran i love u tho my husband 😋

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[ghostofvalorie]

That Essay

@forsaire tagged me and now I MUST provide! You opened Pandora's box on this one.

To adhere to the rules I will first provide FOUR and ONLY FOUR of my fictional crushes! And to make it easier on us all I've narrowed it down to games only, so here we go!

I'm starting off from the very beginning of my journey into crushing on non-existent people, and people who have read my tags before might know this one already!

Malik Al Sayf from Assassins Creed 1 - 2007

A man whom you've wrong by being arrogant and then spends the next few hours of the game being yelled at by him, and rightfully so. Not only do you cost him his arm and place as an assassin in the brotherhood, but his younger brother as well.

Eventually Altaïr stops begin a prick and apologizes and Malik, bless his heart forgives him.

Still... not me rolling into Jerusalem hoping, wishing, to get yelled at because Malik's Voice Actor goes HARD <3 I love him and his 7 whole polygons! NEXT!!

Keeping it somewhat chronological:

The Arishok from Dragon Age 2 - 2011

He beeg. He got horns. He is technically an antagonist in the game but he has a moral code that makes sense to him that he is willing to kill and die for. Qunari famously live their lives incredibly black and white so to him he is in the right, even if we disagree.

But he just got a wholeass vibe, and he'll say nice things such as

"I have a growing lack of disgust for you" and I mean, with that voice... say no more sir. *takes shirt off*

NR 3: Adam Jensen from Deus Ex - 2011-2016

My cyborg husband <3

Ex-swat turned security guy, then interpool agent (depends on which game you are playing)

He's just an incredibly good guy, the sweetest person on the block. Ofc it depends on how you play and what choices you make, but MY Adam is a sweeheart that will go out of his way to help people.

And my boi got sass, he'll be snarky to literally anyone, his boss, the cops, criminals you name it.

He's also secretly a little funny. <3

Nr 4: Arthur Morgan from Red Dead Redemption 2 - 2018

I mean first off, he do a little *mlem* when he drinks coffee... Do i even need to say more?

Arthur is just such a perfect sad boy. Raised to believe his only worth lies in killing people when in reality he is incredibly competent, sharp and caring. Again depends on how you play the game, but my Arthur is the goodest boi in the west.

Now that was four, oh but look, somehow completely unrelated to all this, some other honorable mentions seems to have ended up after the cut, how silly of me!

And @xintothewoodswegox, show us what you got!

Beast from Beauty and the Beast - 2017

No further comment, your honor, if you've seen the movie you should know.

Kaidan Alenko from Mass Effect - 2012

How can we not love the powerful nerdass space magician! He's caring, he is cute, he is Canadian and schrodinger's person of color!

He also glow blue, what else can you possible want? I for sure do NOT kick my feet and twirl my hair anytime he wants to talk to me.

Eris Goddess of Chaos from Sinbad - 2003

I MEAN LOOK AT HER?!?!?!? Again an antagonist, but she is sexy about it.

Helga Sinclair from Atlantis - 2001

I'm-I i mean, I don't even have words. Every time I SEE Helga my brain flat-lines I can't help it.

THAT GIF THO???

Majima Goro from the Like a Dragon series of games

No comment, because if i start i will NEVER stop, he's story is too good.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley from Call of Duty MWII - 2022

I could literally put ALL the characters from that game in this list. ALL OF THEM, but to keep this somewhat short I've chosen ONE and i've chosen Ghost, the most tragic man alive.

Kar'niss from Baldur's Gate 3 - 2023

Another TRAGIC boi, missunderstood and abused </3 I could take care of him. LET ME TAKE CARE OF HIM LARIAN

Jonathan Reid from Vampyr - 2018

You didn't think I'd squeeze in a vampire this late, did you?

I wasn't overly impressed by Jonathan from the start, BUT, he is FASCINATING if you play him as a bloodthirsty villain willing to murder everyone for power! I'm here for bad-boy Reid!

Lastly, for now:

Corvo Attano from Dishonored - 2012

Also an incredibly tragic man, who's fate you hold in your hands with your actions!

He's just hot, he's a dilf, he can succumb to grief and violence or rise above it to save not only his daughter but an entire empire from destruction.

I'm not sure i've y'all have noticed the pattern yet but let me spell it out for you:

PEOPLE THAT CAN ABSOLUTELY DESTROY ME! Look at them all! So STRONG! So POWERFUL! Fuck, mess me up fam!

And the beauty lies in that they never would. Or I mean Eris might... but I'm in a firm belief that the others would never harm someone they care about and ain't that just the purest thing you've ever heard.

Now this was only the highlights of my fictional crushes, I've kept most of the absolute freaks out for now. Maybe I'll do an updated list later where werewolves and Cthulhu makes the cut, we'll see. Now I know HP Lovecraft wasn't a very cool dude to say the least, but you expect me to be normal about the big tentacle monster? REALLY?

Lower your expectations.

[neowinestainedress]

hey im back again as a functioning individual and im here to unpack my thoughts on shattered glasses

first off, i love how this fic got dark with all the stalking and yandere behaviors like it can be so fun to read, though i know that it is just to show what a horrible person jeno is but i want more it (im sorry theres something wrong with my head 😭). and wow, their relationship is not exactly the same as the first part because in this, y/n can actually dare to ignore jeno or his calls and texts, and she lied about things too (like im sorry im just so shocked because idk if im dumb or just forgetful but how long was the jump from rose-colored glasses to shattered glasses???) because why do i feel like she is a different person even tho she is still the same naive and manipulated girl like uGHHHH!!! jeno too, i know it was in the tags but i was also surprised to him being a teeny tiny bit romantic to y/n?!?!?? with his “how lucky am i to have you” or “you truly are the best thing that happened to me” even tho we all truly know why he said that :/ it just amazes me how fast jeno can turn the tables around when the both of them are fighting and how y/n quickly apologizes like when she told him that her friends know about their relationship!?! like girl, y/n stand up please why the hell are you afraid of him leaving you. but i guess i can understand her cause a bit(?) of her childhood and her relationship with her parents has been revealed. and god her father infuriates me so much 😪 (istg the psych major in me is about to unleash and make a wholeass case study on her and jeno :3) i know she doesnt have a good relationship with her brother but like jaemin infuriates me too like i was scoffing and rolling my eyes the whole time i reading through their interaction with y/n like its great he’s concerned, also cause jeno is his best friend so he knows how horrible he is but !!! at least y/n was able to wake tf up on how toxic her relationship with jeno really is. and the ending too !!! idk why i find it hard to believe everything that came out of jeno’s mouth in that scene because really, he was envious of y/n?!??!? what kinda bs is he making her believe now :/// but then again, there’s probably an explanation or theory on why the both of them turned out that way (nnghh im sorry again 😭) apparently there’s something wrong with y/n’s head too because in that scene where jeno admitted to stalking her and beating jaehyun up, she stayed and didnt leave him like that is actually so SOOO scary irl omg please what the fuck is the spell jeno put on her. i am intrigued curious looking forward on what happens next and i cant wait for the day y/n actually breaks free from jeno’s chains just as much as he is free from his demons >< tho i just read your answer to my previous ask and i respect your decision on not writing a third part for this series. i just wanna say that i enjoyed this fic and series very very very much like i actually passed an activity late because as i said i couldnt function after reading this last night. i literally was huffing and puffing unconsciously thinking of y/n’s life choices and a huge part of my day was spent zoning out trying to think of the events in this fic or like what will it take for her to actually have the guts to leave him.

ANYWAY!!! im sorry this got too long, it just seriously affected me 🥹 but yeah, have a good day and i hope you never lose your passion for writing 🫶🏽 i will probably be going through your masterlist and try to forget that i have a life outside of my bedroom. -♏️

ps: can i be ♏️ anon if its okay with you?!?

first off, i love how this fic got dark with all the stalking and yandere behaviors like it can be so fun to read, though i know that it is just to show what a horrible person jeno is but i want more it (im sorry theres something wrong with my head 😭)

no i agree, i think it's interesting to dig deep into these things. morally grey characters will never bore me and also it's kinda therapeutic, idk, it gives me the illusion i'd be able to point out similar behaviours irl and don't fall in the trap.

it has been 6 months since the end of rose-colored glasses. i think it feels different because in the first part they weren't dating until more than half of the story. like she was the worst hopeless romantic on earth and he was (still is) the biggest asshole so their relationship was less serious, unlike this part. also in the first part, she was the only one that seemed in love so maybe now it looks like she's less blindly in love just because jeno is the one that lost his mind. in my mind she is a bit stronger though, for example when they fight after coming back from the club, she snaps back and tries to leave and she is also quite firm about it but jeno's manipulative skills are just too strong. surely you know it better than me since you studied psychology (my high school years are not enough, sorry) but he switches from attacking her to loving her (love bombing her or telling her she is the one that doesn't know how to love) as soon as he realizes he's losing control, and it works because on the other hand, as soon as she gets a bit of love everything else disappears (we will blame her father for that). the only thing that seems like a red flag for her is the bet, though, she realizes he's maybe lying to her only when that thought crosses her mind and it sucks because she seriously cannot see anything else. the same thing happens in the end, she's terrified he's the cause of everything but when he confesses she stays anyway and comforts him. also she thinks he's lying but then she's like 'oh, but he finally opened up with me so all the lies he fed me with don't matter anymore,' i want to hug her and drag her out of there.

and god her father infuriates me so much 😪 (istg the psych major in me is about to unleash and make a wholeass case study on her and jeno :3)

PLEASE DO IT i might need it if i'll write more

jaemin is... jaemin. i mean i don't want to defend jeno but let's be honest, it might be true that he also just wants to come between her apparent happiness, until ningning brought it up he was like ??? my sister??? is she here??? is she at home??? idc *shrugs* so yes, he's becoming more protective but i truly think that the only people she can trust are ning and yeri. also the 'funny' thing is that jaemin doesn't truly know how terrible jeno is. nobody, except her now, knows it so jaemin wants to protect her from things that aren't as problematic as the reality.

idk why i find it hard to believe everything that came out of jeno’s mouth in that scene because really, he was envious of y/n?!??!? what kinda bs is he making her believe now :/// but then again, there’s probably an explanation or theory on why the both of them turned out that way (nnghh im sorry again 😭) apparently there’s something wrong with y/n’s head too because in that scene where jeno admitted to stalking her and beating jaehyun up, she stayed and didnt leave him like that is actually so SOOO scary irl omg please what the fuck is the spell jeno put on her.

jeno is genuine in this one, as genuine as a person with manipulation as a love language can be lmao. but the last part of their fight was truly a confession. i don't want to spoil in case i might actually write another part but yes, he has something that's clinically wrong, and she has something too. they both clearly have unresolved traumas to work with. it is scary that she didn't leave, but for me is actually sad because she craves love so much that she'd rather stay there, even if jeno 'gave her'* an opportunity to leave than find healthy love. * we all know he would've started stalking her again but at least the illusion of freedom and than she could've always sued him.

i am intrigued curious looking forward on what happens next and i cant wait for the day y/n actually breaks free from jeno’s chains just as much as he is free from his demons >< tho i just read your answer to my previous ask and i respect your decision on not writing a third part for this series. i just wanna say that i enjoyed this fic and series very very very much like i actually passed an activity late because as i said i couldnt function after reading this last night. i literally was huffing and puffing unconsciously thinking of y/n’s life choices and a huge part of my day was spent zoning out trying to think of the events in this fic or like what will it take for her to actually have the guts to leave him.

i am too actually, i'm just a bit sad because it really underperformed (is this even the term? idk, i'm tired sorry) and i'm a bit meh :/ since i was really proud of it and i seriously enjoyed writing it. i'll write another part just for the two of us okay??? /j (or am i??) no but seriously i have the plot ready so maybe i'll write it taking more time and then i'll post it anyway. btw i'm very happy to know you liked it so much, i'm sorry i broke you, i'll make it up in some other ways. so thank you so much for unpacking your thoughts, i loved reading them! i also hope i won't lose it but life is putting me through a hard test lately. i hope you will read something that won't 'traumatize' you like this one, i promise i have lighter stories. have an amazing day! ♡♡

and yes you can be ♏️ anon ♡

[nanabanonana]

oh no.

saw my tags on this post and suddenly felt the need to write a zukka ygo fic. horror of horrors.

additionally, what if instead of making roku the spirit of the millennium puzzle, i made Aang the spirit instead and Katara the one who put the puzzle together.

lmao imagine if the puzzle was for Sokka. and he spent hours upon hours trying to put it together. but no dice! he just couldn't seem to figure it out even tho he logically could tell how pieces would fit together! it makes no sense!

frustrated, he puts it away to put it together another day. then Katara stumbles upon it. and she just puts it together in half an hour.

Sokka would be so incredulous that he might actually be at a loss for words.

but now he has to follow his sister around the world because there's accompanying pieces and it would be v bad if they fell into the wrong hands.

cue the party trying to find the pieces before rich boy Zuko does for his megalomaniac father.

also zhao and ozai get defenestrated at some point and Sokka scores himself a hot rich boyfriend. college debt who? this sugar baby don't know her.

suddenly thought of an even funnier version.

Sokka is the one who puts the puzzle together and both he and Aang are in a constant struggle about why it's Totally (Not) Okay to Kill That Guy.

“Oh, come on, he deserves it!”

“Sokka, I'm not killing that guy for you!”

“But I hate his stupid face!”

“Sokka, I'm in your head. You gotta stop lying to yourself like this.”

yeah, they're totally talking about Zuko.

just imagine Sokka having to deal w someone who's in his head All The Time, unable to hide what he really feels bc there's a wholeass spirit to suss out his true feelings. and just imagine Aang going easy on him at first and then getting so frustrated w Mr. Hole Up All My Emotions In My Chest Until I Get Cancer And Die and just not letting him get away w it anymore.

calling his ass out for lying all the time.

Sokka would hate him. lmao

Katara, on the other hand, would LOVE this.

[seijuurouxryuu]

when will we break from this painful cycle

Title: when will we break from this painful cycle Author: Shiro (TeitoxAkashi [AO3]/ seijuurouxryuu [tumblr]) Rating: T Pairing: Giotto/Cozarto; Kozato Enma/Sawada Tsunayoshi Event: @khrrarepairweek Prompts: Disney/Fairy Tale AU | Reincarnation Tags/Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warning, Major Character Death, No Archive Warning

Day 4: Lightning Day

The air was bad; full of smokes and pollutions and dusts. It was really bad, and Enma couldn't breath properly even through the mask. All these were the main reason why Enma hated big cities, why he hated smelling air that is so filled with bad stuffs. It gave him headache and stomachache. Not to mention the smell of people always got him iffy and nauseous.

Slowing down his breathing, Enma tried to move as fast as he could through the waves of people. He mumbled excuse me under his breath with every steps he took, making his way towards a mall that was packed with people

It was so bad.

But he endured. After all, he was meeting with Tsuna there, and so as long he could spend time with Tsuna, all was worth the trouble.

AO3

It hurt. It hurt so much, pain burning into his core as he tried to crawl his ways under the rubbles, dragging blood on the grown. It hurt even more as he pulled himself forward, ground full of dust, dirt, wood and broken cement digging and scratching his skin open.

 He gritted his teeth, tears dripping down his eyes as he screamed. "Giotto!"

 There was no reply.

 He continued forward. He was tired, he was dying, he was desperate to find the lock of blond he loved underneath this pile of broken house they were buried under, all in shambles from the disaster that struck.

  'Heaven, please. Please let me find him.'

 His fingertips bleed red.

 He did not find him in the end.

 .

 The air was bad; full of smokes and pollutions and dusts. It was really bad, and Enma couldn't breath properly even through the mask. All these were the main reason why Enma hated big cities, why he hated smelling air that is so filled with bad stuffs. It gave him headache and stomachache. Not to mention the smell of people always got him iffy and nauseous.

 Slowing down his breathing, Enma tried to move as fast as he could through the waves of people. He mumbled excuse me under his breath with every steps he took, making his way towards a mall that was packed with people

 It was so bad.

 But he endured. After all, he was meeting with Tsuna there, and so as long he could spend time with Tsuna, all was worth the trouble.

 So as long he could hold onto Tsuna, nothing was ever too bad.

 Seeing the mall just a street away, Enma sighed in relief, smiling. He took out his phone while he waited at the junction for the lights to turn green, typing rapidly into the chat box.

 EnEnEnEnN: Just a street away! Where are you waiting?

 TsuTsuTsuTsuN: !!!

 TsuTsuTsuTsuN: The boba shop! I got us some tea! <3

 EnEnEnEnN: Yay! <3

 Enma's gaze softened when Tsuna sent a selfie of him and two cups of bubble tea. The latter looked so adorable, and Enma wanted nothing more than to see the real person immediately.

 Pocketing his phone, he looked up at the still red light eagerly, bouncing on his feet. The count down was at 10.

 9.

 8.

 A series of cracking sound similar echoed through the whole street. Enma's eyes widen.

 7.

 A crack ran through the walls of the mall, large enough to be seen even from afar.

 6.

 An explosion from one of the shops in the mall; windows shattering down onto the street full of pedestrian. Screams followed as people started running away from the mall.

 5.

 The whole building started collapsing.

 4.

 Enma froze in place as people ran pass him, cars quickly rushing away from the building while some stuck were stuck in place right in front of him.

 The building caved down even before the timer hit 2.

 Enma's ears were ringing from the loud sounds around him, from the fact that the building where Tsuna was was in shambles.

 Tsuna, he was in there still.

 Enma ran down the streets towards the building.

 "Tsuna, Tsuna, Tsuna." He mumbled mindlessly, pushing past people who ran the opposite direction. "Tsuna!" He screamed.

 "Giotto! Where are you?!"

 Tears unknowingly dripped down his face as he tripped and kicked himself up even before he fell. "Tsuna!"

 Everything overlapped in his eyes.

 "Tsuna!" "Giotto!"

 Why was it him? Why not Enma? Why not Enma again?

 Why?

 .

 Giotto groaned, injured from the falling beam of wood. It had hit him when he was getting into the house, but fortunately, it was the only thing that had hit him.

 Unfortunately, because it was too heavy and that he had hit his head on the ground, he couldn't get up. He squinted at the collapsed house, trying to pull himself out from beneath the beam to no avail, and croaked. "Cozarto..."

 He coughed and breathed in deeply, grunting in pain as he pushed at the beam on top of his body. "Cozarto!"

 His beloved; his Cozarto, he was in the house when it collapsed. His ears were ringing still, but he could hear Cozarto's voice. "Cozarto, hold on!" He cried. "Please, hold on!"

 Giotto screamed as tried again, and again, and again. Cozarto's voice were softening, and Giotto knew he was running out of time. He had to hurry.

 "Help!" He desperately shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to scream for whoever that could hear him from the nearby village. "Please, somebody help!"

 It was too late.

 .

 "Dear god, please, let it be me the next round, please don't hurt my beloved anymore."

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A/N: it looks a bit confusing.... but basically, during their last lifetime as cozarto and giotto, there was an earthquake that ended up with the both of them buried under their house but giotto had it better because he was still out of the door when it happened. Then in this lifetime, it turned into tsuna being buried under a wholeass building instead.

I just added the last line but basically they got their wish. They hoped next time it is them who is injured, and they got it. And it continues on and on and on. I didn't write the subsequent cycles mostly because am lazy which is why i put it as an open end. Whether Tsuna survived, or not, and their next lifetime continues with the same thing happening with the other party getting it, it's all up to you guys.

I did think of not letting them have an happy end forever tho, like, every cycle they can never grow up old together; each lifetime they suffer from separation because of one wish they continuously wished for during every cycle. Be careful of what you wish for, essentially :)

Anyways *passes out tissues*

[I apologize for any grammar, spelling, etc. etc. mistakes]