#oh and I read the raven boys but eh

[liviavanrouge]

Watching her Grow

"I'll blow up into smithereens"

Lilia: *Yawns, holding a newborn baby* Come on, Livy...

Livia: *Wails, her tail puffed up*

Lilia: Does poor baby have a stomach ache?

Livia: *Sniffles as he placed his hand on her stomach gently rubbing it*

Lilia: Oh, your tummy aches, don't worry Papa's got you...

Livia: *Yawns, falling asleep*

Lilia: There you go

"And spew my tiny symphony"

Livia(6 months): *Wobbles and rolls over onto her side*

Lilia: *Laughs* You'll get it! Come on, crawl to Papa!

Thea: *Helps Livia up, smiling* Go to Papa, hon

Lilia: Come here Livy, we gotta practice more before your siblings steal all the attention~~

Livia: *Babbles, wobbling as she crawled towards him but rolled over onto her back*

Lilia: *Laughs as the baby wailed, picking her up* It's alright! You're gonna learn to crawl!

???: Da!!

Lilia: *Chuckles, handing Livia to Thea* Uh oh, the others are up!

Livia: *Clings to Thea, falling asleep*

"All up and down a city street"

Livia(1): *Stares at Lilia then grabs a stool, standing up*

Lilia: AH MARIA!

Maria(2): *Hides behind Thea, giggling*

Lilia: Cheeky, cheeky~

Golden(3): *Sits with Silver sleeping against him* Da!

Lilia: *Perks up and turns around* Huh...

Livia: *Walks towards Lilia, beaming as she reached for him*

Lilia: *Beams, kneeling down, holding his hands out* COME HERE LIVY!

Livia: *Beams and falls forward, Lilia catching her* Baba!!

Lilia: *Laughs, hugging her* You did it! You reached Baba!

Thea: *Chuckles, cleaning Shadows cheek with her dress*

"While tryna put my mind at ease"

Livia(2): *Sits in Lilia's lap, staring at the book in his hands*

Lilia: *Chuckles* Our Livia is gonna grow up to love books!

Thea: *Chuckles in amusement* Oh dear, better get started on collecting books then

Lilia: *Chuckles looking at his wife* Gonna have to get a lot of them!

Thea: *Huffs, her hands on her hips* Oh hon!

Livia: Book! Book!

Lilia: Okay, Baba's gonna read the book!

"Like finishing this melody"

Silver(5): *Holds Livia's hand, walking beside her*

Livia(4): *Walks after him, a cast around her knee*

Lilia: Silver, what did I say? Livia can't be walking around like this...

Thea: *Sighs* No doubt Shadow encouraged this

Lilia: SHADOW!! Get your tail in here!

Livia: *Sits on a stool, Thea fixing her cast as Lilia scolded Shadow*

"This feels like a necessity"

Livia(6): *Lays on her stomach, kicking her feet as she read a book*

Sebek(6): What's that about, Livia!!?

Livia: Sebek..too loud, my ears..

Sebek: Ah, sorry...

Sebek: What's the book about?

Livia: A dragon who falls in love with a princess!

Sebek: Can I read too?

Livia: Of course!

"So this could be the death of me"

Livia(8): *Jumps on Malleus beaming* MAL MAL!!

Malleus: *Flinches in surprise, Livia pressing a kiss to his cheek* I will never get used to you doing that

Livia: *Giggles, beaming at him*

Malleus: *Chuckles* Be careful next time

Livia: *Beams* Sorry!

Malleus: *Sighs, smiling at her* Eat your lemon tarts

Livia: Thank you!

"Or maybe just a better me"

Livia(11): *Walks through her private library Malleus got her* Not here either

Sebek(11): *Looks at Livia as she rounded the corner, a book in hand*

Livia: AHHHHH! SEBEK!?

Sebek: I DIDN'T MEAN TO FRIGHTEN YOU!

Livia: *Touches her chest sighing* How'd you get in? There's a magic lock on the door!

Sebek: No there wasn't

Livia: Mal Mal placed it there himself! There was!

Sebek: Oh...the door was wide open

Livia: *Frowns, narrowing her eyes* ....the annoying senate...

"Now, come in with the timpanis"

Livia(12): *Frowns, her arms crossed over her chest*

Silver(13): What's the matter

Livia: What's Night Raven Collage?

Silver: An all boys school, place you should stay away from.

Livia: Eh?

Silver: Boys are bad.

Livia: You're a boy...

Silver: I'm an exception, I'm your brother.

Livia: I don't think that counts

Lilia: YES IT DOES!

Silver and Livia: *Laughs, smiling* Papa/Father!

"And take a shot of Hennessy"

Livia(13): *Eats her chocolate mousse, sitting across from Maleficia*

Maleficia: Your debut is gonna be held soon

Livia: *Beams, ignoring the senate's eyes on her* Oh yeah! I keep forgetting!

Maleficia: What would you like for your birthday?

Livia: It's uh....private...

Maleficia: *Beckons her over*

Livia: *Stands up and hurries over, leaning down*

Maleficia: *Perks up as Livia whispered the request into her ear*

Livia: I know it's silly!

Maleficia: That can be handled

Livia: *Stares then beams* THANK YOU GRAN GRAN!

Maleficia: Yes, yes, you're welcome

"I know I'm not there mentally"

Livia(14): *Beams, having a picture painted for her birthday*

Maleficia: *Stands beside Livia, smiling slightly*

Livia: *Beams, holding her parasol over their heads*

Painter: Finished! *Turns the painting around*

Maleficia: Beastie?

Livia: I love it! Papa said I'm gonna attend another school, so I'm gonna take this with me!

Maleficia: *Smiles, patting her head* Glad I could be of help

"But you could be the remedy"

Livia(16): *Laughs, walking with Kalim and Azul* That's silly!

Azul: *Chuckles* Floyd's silliness is handy at times

Kalim: *Beams, laughing* Yeah!

Livia: Wanna get permission to head down to the port?

Kalim: YES!

Azul: That sounds relaxing

Livia: Alright! Let's go then

Azul: *Grabs Livia's tail when she offered it to him*

Kalim: *Runs off cheering*

Livia: *Runs after him, pulling Azul after her so he can keep up* LET'S GO!!

"So let me play my violin for you"

Livia(17): *Stares at the applauding crowd, a crown on her head*

Malleus: *Holds his hand up* My heir, Livia Vanrouge, approved by both me and the queen!

Cater: *Laughs, taking photos* That's our girl!

Livia: *Looks at the senate and grins*

Lilia: Haha...she's still gonna mock and bully the senate though

Nilo: Good.

Lilia: *Stares at Livia, clapping* She's grown well...

@anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @writing-heiress

[bloogers-boogers]

Kyle Brofloski/Stan Marsh (Cartman fictional) (SP one-shot)

Hints of KyleBrofloski/ Eric Cartman and a little bit of Stanman~

Summary:

Cartman wrote a style fanfiction as the deranged shipper he is for showing tell.

Slight warning ⚠️ Eh, I really don't have much to warned, after all, this isn't a full on Kyman fanfiction it's just a habit by now whoops 🤷 I'm joking btw, there's nothing too explicit it's just Cartman being the little shit head he is.

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Mr Garrison cleared his throat as he gestured Clyde to take his seat again.

"You're next, Eric," he said with boredom as he layyed his eyes back on to the magazine he was reading.

Cartman dashed excitedly to the front giggling like some school gossip girl as he thumbs up towards Kenny who thumbs up back, making both his excluded friends arched a brow confused.

Everyone now focused on him, as he cleared his throat and gave firstly his introduction.

"Ehem, what I have in my hands is a written by yours truly boys love fanfiction," and with that a couple of girls gasped, interest peeking in even Wendy turned his way with a hint of curiosity as the boys just looked his way confused.

"This better not be some creek fanfiction or I'll break your teeth out," Craig blurted out annoyed already.

"Fuck you. This isn't about you Craig!" Mumbling a 'Jesus christ' before continuing.

"It's called: forever be mine."

The girls giggled and sighed already in love with the fic already.

"Oh god," he heard Kyle muster, rolling his eyes incredulous.

"My beta reader was Kenny Mccormick," he gestured Kenny who just waved enthusiastic gesturing him with a rush for he to continue, "it's style by the way girls."

The girls gasped glancing at both targeted boys before turning away, the boys looking confused and unaware, oblivious of what it means.

"Hurry up! The suspense is already killing me!" Bebe eagerly shouted.

"Alright geez, calm your tits," shaking his head incredulous as he flipped to the first page.

"It was morning, the cold weather hitting harder than usual while the sun rises. Stan Marsh; a athletic boy-"

"Hey! Wait that's me? What the fuc-" Stan spoke in disbelief.

But before the raven boy could protest the girls hushed him silent even his girlfriend glared at him for he to keep quiet, which he reluctantly did as he grumbled.

"-heroic, and a total jock. Head his way to the usual bus stop he and his friends had claimed as their own.

A point of town were memories had build up, a place people often resonated with their names in grave in that rusty old sign and sometimes snowy path, the ground somehow printed their steps as‐"

"It is not that deep, you were definitely trying to fill that up weren't you fatass."

'Shhh!' The girls hissed the redhead shut.

"- the boys semblance spread around just that spot.

Stan was a total softy when it came to familiarity; a nostalgic feeling that marked his heart and wasn't easy to die down from.

On the other hand, there was Kyle, Kyle Brofloski; a complete geek, hot tempered, fragile individual and his best friend.

Who he was madly in love with."

"Shut the fuck Cartman! What the fuck!?" Kyle slammed with a fist his table, ignoring the glares from all his girls classmates and Clyde.

"Mr Garrison, Kahal's interrupting me again!" Cartman protested already tired of being rudely interrupted.

"Kyle, please sit your ass down and let Eric finish his gay little fantasy book. You'll have your turn eventually."

Kyle gritted his teeth in boiling anger, reluctantly sitting down as he glared deadly at the brunette evil little douche who snickered his way before continuing were he had left off.

"It was before summer of that year when he realized he had caught feelings for his super best friend.

More like he realized quite late that these hidden feelings were already there, way before he could even grasp the idea of ever liking his friend in such way, repressing them since childhood.

Always being left confused and a fuzzy feeling in his stomach with every touch or brush Kyle did his way, it was inevitable to always feel nauseous around him, sweat pouring out from his hands as he was constantly nervous around him, worried to make himself look like a fool or a moron infront of him even while being one.

A complete wreck when he was around other dudes, jealousy arising as he looked at Kyle whose attention searched elsewhere that wasn't him."

"Wow, Eric's really a good writer," Butters whispered to Kenny, who nodded.

"Yeah, since his last creek fanfiction his writing has gotten so much better," the other blond complimented.

"However, his insecurities got the best of him, preventing him from making any moves or confessing his ongoing long lasting love for Kyle.

Kyle was perfect‐"

Kyle's frown lighten as he heard Cartman narrate his character, isolating the context of it all, only hearing his voice and the description of his fictional self.

"- in every aspect of his being. The type of perfect you'd be worried of feeling for another, so much unasked powered he held on to his weak beating heart.

His wild red curls rebelling to let loose under that worned out; washed green, unique and very familiar ushanka. A very important piece of fabric for his characterization. Everything on him was just like it's supposed to be.

Like it was meant to.

Those cold blue looking eyes that could glare holes on to you, digging through each layer of your skin reaching your guts and on to your soul. So far captivating it's hard to let loose around them, it was like being sucked in a hole.

A complete void with no end, a void he was willing to dive in with all intentions of ever going out."

"Wow," Clyde mustered softly, so deeply focused in the story as a couple of girl were left in awe and blushing faces.

"However, that wasn't the only thing that drawn him in a complete depths of focus, his lips for example being one of the countless features that left him breathless."

"Cartman this is the most gayest shit I've ever seen and heard from you in like the entirety sixteen years of our lives," Stan commented tirelessly as he placed his hand on his forehead trying his best to ease his annoyance.

Kyle was long gone indulged by Cartman's way of story telling and captivating writing. He must admit, Cartman was good. He was already hooked even being just the introduction of the 'characters'.

"Those pink candy looking lips drove him delirious, even if they we're dried up most of the time having small cuts on them, he should definitely use some chapstick, but hey? He's in love and doesn't care for his poor lack of care.

And somehow, it's still felt in character of him.

Just so in character as when he speaks against anyone who goes against his morals; normally Cartman his so called archrival, but that's far from the point.

He was fearless when it came to what was right, hot headed when he was stubborn and being proven wrong countless times.

There was so much of him he can't hold, so much depth in his person he's fallen to know he can't get tired of. Layers and layers to unfold and discovering so many new things of him that just adds to the piles of things he likes about him.

Kyle, Kyle, Kyle..

That cute smile leaves him drowsy, in a memorizing trance that makes him want to see that upward frown rise infinite times on a daily, he wished he could keep it like that forever even if he gets tired, sore and all cramped up for it.

Needless to say, I'm in love with Kyle Brofloski."

Kyle's heart skipped a beat and his heart begin beating loudly, feeling a small rush of heat in his cheeks.

Looking at Cartman so very focused on his reading, his expression seemed so calm and his eyelids were half opened in a dreamy manner.

"Now, speaking of such boy..

Kyle woke up that morning, late than usual and looking with panic at his clock. Forgetting to have set his alarm before six, he cursed himself internally rushing himself to the bathroom and doing whatever teens his age would do before school.

As he finished getting ready, he grabbed his backpack sprinting down stairs not even bothering to eat breakfast as he was found late. He said goodbye to his mother from the door before slamming it shut and heading straight to the bus stop.

As he arrived he visualized his three friends already standing and waiting with a bored tiring expression for the bus to pick them up.

He halted before walking slowly, keeping his cool as his eyes darted on to Stan; his best friend, trustful and loyal mate, his long-time crush.

His messy raven hair almost covering half his face, those eyes that adorned under with a black discolored shade by the countless sleepless nights binge playing online gaming with them, lacking energy as usual.

Sometimes he thought his friend was a mess, but a mess he could fix. Stan had many flaws, flaws that were understandable and fixable for the eye, but there was too many layers in his character.

There's was so much of Stan, a chronic pain and immense sadness in that brain an force smile of his-"

Stan eyes peeked instantly from under his arms as his ears now listened attentively.

"- aching for help, for someone to hold him and understand what he goes through.

Sometimes he wished he was that person, but he lacked skill in that department; being emotionally vulnerable and unable to really resonate with those feelings, how he felt in regard of it all.

However, he could make him feel like he wasn't alone, he was good for making distractions. Atleast he could ease his mind with other things than focusing on the negative right?

Still, Stan was all he needed to make him happy. A full of flaws individual who he was madly in love with. His imperfections made him stand out and yet, still so damn well fitting to be place in his heart.

The name of Stan Marsh was carved around everywhere in that blood pumping organ called: heart, and echoed in his brain endlessly.

Stan Marsh..

With those captivating blue eyes and that playful smile, with the cutest eye wrinkles he's ever seen.

And those crooked teeth with glimmering metallic braces surrounding them and a hint of blue as a personalized choice of his.

Oh how he wished to steal a kiss from him... unintentionally crashing his teeth with his braces and somehow laughing it off as goofy and affectionate.

Two dumbasses in love..

Oh so he wish they were..

He sighed, placing in his spot in between both his best friend and archrival, next and lastly was Kenny their chill so caring friend and important piece of their friendship; the one who hold on to the group as if it we're to be cherish and protected.

Even if their broship was a little messy and stumble with all intention to fall apart, it was still glued surprisingly strong.

Honestly surprised it has lasted this long.

He frowned already listening to Cartman's annoying nagging; something about Taylor Swift and some twitch streamer, he truly didn't care about.

Stan on the other hand, was fighting the urge to shake that twitching feeling in his hands. His protective and defensive instinct perking up as he saw Cartman taunting Kyle in their usual banter.

It was so ordinary for them, but that day, it just.. felt unnecessary.

He disliked seeing Kyle be belittle or being called names. And even if it were their bigoted dick of a friend with Kyle being so unfazed by the common ignorant comments and bashing, he couldn't help but feel bitter and angry at him; wanting to punch his face and tell him off as an ass, forbidding him by ever calling Kyle by any other name that isn't 'Kyle', telling him he isn't even allowed near his best friend.

But ofcourse he couldn't, there was always something preventing him from doing so, a barrier in between the space of him and Kyle."

Cartman continued reading the plot, it was the typical cliché drama/romance you'd see on anime, still, there were quite unexpected moments/sceneries here and there.

"Stan slammed him inside the janitor's room, closing the door shut. Their breathing hitting against each other as two panting animals, the room suffocating, ambient being warm and cozy.

Stan crashed their lips together in a desperate attempt to keep him shut.

"Shh, she won't find out," he hushed Kyle reassuring, as the other hissed by the stingy pain that was left in his gums being pushed the braces against them.

Kyle wrapped his arms around his neck, deepening the kiss even further.

Stan's hand were all over him, gripping his ass oh so slightly before pressing his crotch against Kyle's.

Kyle tugged his hair furiously unzipping his jacket trying to get a touch of Stan's bare skin.

But the door swung open and a silhouette covered them in a shadow.

It was Kenny; who looked at them in surprise as his was left speechless by the display of his two best friends flustered face full of embarrassment and somewhat shame for being caught in a intimate and secretive act.

Oh shit."

"And that waaaaas chapters 1 to 5, if you guys want any more updates you guys can always follow my wattpad account which is @ cArtmanbrah67!" He teased, now heading back to sit down, grinning with pride as he felt the deeply 'what happened next' stares on him.

Archieving his goal of pissing all his classmates off and still somehow get praise for it.

All unpleased for no concrete ending.

"W-what? What happened next? Did Kenny end up cheering them on or-" Clyde mustered disbelief.

"Fuck that, did Wendy ever found out that Stan was cheating on her!?" Red exclaimed in utterly shock.

"No, no, no dudes. What about that shit between Tolkien and Tweek what're those two hiding?" Craig chimed in just as offended.

"Oh please, Craig. It's obvious they're planning a surprise birthday party for you at Tolkiens," Bebe groaned annoyed, still sour she couldn't predict the ending.

"You guys are gonna give me writers block," Cartman grunted massaging the sides of his forehead before resting his head in his arms with boredom.

<<<< —————>>>>

The next day, it was Kyle's turn to present his own showing tell.

"For my showing tell project I've written-" he smirked smugly and glaringly at Cartman who arched his brow already knowing what he had planned next, "is a fanfiction of Butter x Cartman, I call it: an ass away."

Girls gasped enthusiastic as Stan snickered mischievous.

"My beta reader was Stan Marsh."

Cartman face reddened in embarrassment and anger, cussing out profanities at them.

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

Day 1 (September 23) - Family/Childhood

The day was blissfully calm and perfect for a nice sweet calm fall season.

The dorm of Heartslabyul was calm after a long long week of crazy class and club schedules, enjoying the smooth transition of hard student life to a relaxing hang out in the dorm’s lounge as Trey brought over more snacks and tea to study. 

The green haired gent looked up as the dorm’s head, Riddle Rosehearts, walked into the lounge with some papers of the dorm schedule and smiles. Even after being in Night Raven for a few years he always maps out every little thing that is needed to keep his dorm in order.

“Hmm? Nah, I’ve been in love before.”

Riddle and his vice dorm head look to their left at the large couch in the lounge and stare at one of their freshmen, a red haired boy with crazed taste for many insane adventures and rebellion against the morals and rules of Heartslabyul and Night Raven Collage itself named Ace Trappola, a lovely thorn in their Queen’s side.

Ace sits lazily in the couch’s center being surrounded by his fellow mates of Heartslabyul, hands busy with cards shuffling back and forth with a grin and healthy glow of flush that barely covers his soft freckles.

One of the other freshmans laughed, “Oh yeah, that girlfriend you mentioned from your Junior days.”

Ace laughs some in return, a hand reaching up and rubbing his neck’s back, “Well, no, actually. With her we weren’t that long into serious town. Nah, I mean someone else.”

Riddle bit back a sigh as he rolled his eyes, annoyed the calm afternoon was done thanks to Ace wanting to brag about his love life as self-centered as he always is. He turned his back away and looked at the schedule again, ready to interrupt this “lovely tale” with his words as another student pipes up, “Eh?? You have a list of hearts Trappola?”

“Huh? No dumb-dumb! I’m certain at the time she was my soul mate. My… first love.”

The words stopped Riddle from stopping the words that flow out the ginger’s mouth like running water.

“It was a few days before my 9th birthday, my mum just picked me up from my sports club activities and took me and my big brother to town so she can do some shoppin’. I was wondering about when I saw her.”

Ace smiles as the faint glow of nostalgic glee fills his red eyes, “She had this red ribbon in her hair and these big beautiful blue eyes, like the ocean was in her eyes instead of color. And man was her smile just so damn cute~”

Everyone looked at Ace, smiling at the surprisingly wholesome expression on his face as he talked about this mystery girl.

“Well don’t hold us out Ace-Chan, what’s her name~?” Pestered Cater with a happy grin, his hands and face features proving he’s just melting over how cute this is becoming than how it may have started if the wild card said something else with love.

Ace shrugged, “I don’t know.”

. . .

“HUH!?”

“How do you not know? Did you never ask?!” Called out Deuce, peacock eyes widen like the tea cups on the table that stare at Ace who rubbed his ear from the outburst near him.

“I tried to get her name but I was too late okay?!” After he sighs, Ace went on, “I saw her again the next day and I entered this tea cafe my family loved to go to, Mad Hat’s Tea House, they had this little book nook area where you rent stories and whatevers. And there she was, sitting at one of the tables reading a book on Magic Tricks. So I went up to her and we chatted for a bit. But then after I told her my name and she was just about to tell me her’s… Her mum called for her. And I never saw that girl again…”

Riddle’s eyes soften at the clear ache in Ace’s words when telling the tragedy of meeting, to whom he assumed, his “soul mate” only to never meet her again. Isn’t that ironic..? He thought to himself.

His blue-gray eyes soon caught Ace’s very name on the schedule for hedgehog feedings and pushed his tinted lips out in thought. 

“What about you, Dorm Head? Ever been in love~?”

Ace’s familiar teasing tone brought Riddle back to the world of reality as he held back a sign of “Oh dammit to Hell, here we go again” in his throat.

Black gloves gripping the paper slightly harsher before he spoke, mentally weighing the idea of amusing the very thought until the decision was made, “For your information, yes, I have. But that was just some puppy love of youth.”

The dorm erupted in questions when hearing such news from their house prefect, the very idea of him admitting to a childhood love is a shock after all!

“Come on, come on don’t tease us with a taste Riddle-San! Tell us more~ More~!” Whined Cater which honestly with the utter display of his spring green puppy dog eyes and quivering peachy pink pouty lips was amusing for the red head to see.

Bringing his hands up, Riddle waved in small back and forth as he suppressed the small smile of amusement as his voice croaked in words, “Okay okay, just calm down first.”

He almost snorted seeing everyone sit down fast like it’s Circle Story Time for a bunch of children.

The dorm leader brought a knuckle up and cleared his throat before he perked up, “I was 10 and at the time I was, well, on a tight leash if I shall be honest. My mother was in serious need of grocery shopping for our usual things and so she took me along. We arrived at a tea cafe to gather some of the special tea leaves my mother loved, and she allowed me to wander a bit. Then…”

With a flutter of an eye he saw a semi sweet tooth gap of a grin of a sweet face of the girl who, though he’ll never dare admit, sticks within his day dreams of hopes to see her again.

Guess it is ironic huh?

“Then… she came into my view. She stood there, telling me about these… ponies she adores near the farmer’s market and was shocked to hear I haven’t seen one at this time of my life…”

As everyone listened, Ace shifted in his seat, a question of an eyebrow on his face as the sentence circles around his head like a forgotten and broken halo. Ponies He thought, How strange-

“Sadly however I had to leave sooner than I would’ve hoped. But that single conversation got me a little… giddy I guess you can say. Her kind smile showed no bounds of my memories even. So yes, I have been in love before.” Riddle finished his story, looking at everyone’s face of awe and “Awww my Seven that’s so cute” mostly from Cater and Trey who were just staring at their friend in pure wholesome heart melts.

“Th-That’s so sad, Riddle-San… Are you okay??” Asked Cater as he tried to wrap his arms in a hug, catching out a whine of a half sob when he gets rejected of said hug thanks to Riddle’s quick step to the right. 

Trey spoke up, patting Cater’s back as he does, a soft warm smile on his lips, “I never knew that. Honestly, I’m surprised.” Riddle smiles some and nods, “Yes,” Said he, “I was surprised as well. It didn’t really take me until a year to actually realize I had these feelings and put them into words properly.”

“P…Ponies…”

Riddle turned to his rouge rebellious card soldier with a quirked eyebrow. “Yes?” He asked, confused but ready to shout if he needed to with a single wrong word of Ace.

Ace rubbed his neck with a laugh, “So your first love got you into horses huh?”

Riddle paused but smiled, even laughing a bit in return, “Ahaha, yes. I guess she did influence me in a way. And your first love seemed to have sparked some magic in you too?”

“Yep! After that day, I begged my grandpa and pops to show me some tricks so I can impress her one day. How weird though, we both met our first loves at a tea house cafe-”

“Eh? Oh, yes, a very funny coincidence…”

“Yeah, funny indeed…”

The two stare at each other in some silence, almost trying to read each other’s thoughts through eyes and stance.

Then, Ace snorted.

“Hey hey, if either of us meet her again, I call dibs on the first move!”

Riddle’s face flared up in frustration. “What? She isn’t some property we bet and call dibs on! And besides that, why would you make the first move??”

Ace laughs again, “You’re kidding right? I learned magic for her. The least I can do is wow her with it!”

As the two bicker, which as many expected ended with Ace getting collared for his tongue and Riddle marching off in a humph, the rest of the dorm replay the stories from today in their heads.

All the while, a vice dorm head and his buddy soon look at each other and give each other a knowing yet soft smirk on their lips.

Isn’t that ironic?

This fic is heavily inspired by these two songs

First fic for the @ridoaceweek

If you haven't picked it up, Ace and Riddle are both FtM Transgenders and only know of there past selves of their actual soulmates. I personally would see Cater and Trey and Chenya knowing Riddle's trans while Ace is more secretive cause he's stubborn as shit

Also, I always headcanoned Riddle chose to have red hair but wasn't actually born with it, a little nod to the Queen of Heart's black hair in the film.

I also kind of tried to imply but guess I didn't do a good job of it that after the incident where Riddle's mum found Riddle with Trey instead of studying she forbad him from doing what he loves as a punishment, this sadly resulted in taking all of Riddle's pants and making him dress in dresses and forced him to grow his hair out and be more "girlish" again as punishment for not studying

While Ace just didn't know he was trans yet

[daisyapples]

Holy shit, you guys, I just passed a 100,000 hits on my A03 account. 100,000 hits on my little stories about boys in love! I’m gobsmacked! Thank you all so much. To anyone who has ever taken the time to read my stories, I appreciate you! 

All my stories are under the cut! Thank you all so much!! 

Raven Boys- Pynch

Broken Things and Homecomings

Ronan Lynch has just returned from war; hot deserts, gunfire and bad memories. He's not sleeping or eating and the only thing keeping him functioning is his army buddy Noah.

Adam Parrish got out. He got out of Henrietta, and then he got dragged back in by his dad's funeral and his mom's illness. Now he's back at Boyds trying to figure out how his electrical engineering masters ended with him becoming a mechanic.

Delivery Boy

Ronan Lynch was crying when he opened the door. He didn't look like someone who would cry; his shaved head, sharp cheekbones and violent mouth looked more attuned to anger than tears. The attitude he had in school, when he turned up, didn't exactly scream person who cried.

Except he was crying and Adam had no idea what to do so he just said, “Eh, that'll be thirty five dollars please.”

(AKA Adam is a pizza boy and Ronan is crying and they are not friends even though Gansey wants them to be.)

Where does the good go?

Ronan has no idea why Adam broke up with him. Two years have passed and he hasn't seen Adam since, but with them both being Godparents to Gansey and Blue's new baby, it's time to face the past and maybe find the answers he's been looking for.

Talk some sense to me

Adam just found out that without being married, he'll lose half his scholarship for his MBA. He's pretty sure he can blame the next words on temporary insanity, the words saying he's engaged to his best friend and they'll get married in the next five days if it means he gets to keep his scholarship.

Now he just has to convince Ronan.

That'll probably be the easy part considering he's going to have to hide the fact he's been in love with Ronan since he was eighteen.

Hear you me

Adam met Nomad on an Aglionby forum, and they've been texting ever since. He doesn't know who he is, but when they meet at a Halloween dance, and he finds out that it's Ronan Lynch, Aglionby's star striker and resident bad boy, he runs.

Only Ronan's not ready to let go of Harvardboy, the one person who seems to understand him as an artist, not a soccer player, who seems to understand his grief and make the world more bearable, whose allowed some light back into his darkened world.

Will Adam be brave enough to face down his stepfather Colin Greenmantle, and his evil stepbrothers, Kavinsky and Tad, to be with the boy he's slowly falling in love with?

The darker the night, the brighter the stars

In which Ronan is the prince, and Adam manages to save the kingdom.

Choices

Adam Parrish is rich. Ronan Lynch is poor.

When Adam's mom commissions the mysterious artist known only as The Dreamer to create a sculpture for her husband's 50th birthday, Adam and Ronan are pushed into each others orbit and they learn that their choices are the most important thing they have.

ghost of choices made

Ronan Lynch hasn't seen Adam Parrish in ten years.

Working for Greenmantle to protect his brothers, he said goodbye to Adam a long time ago, but when Adam's parents die, and Greenmantle insists Ronan protect him from the people after Adam's inheritance, they are thrown back into each others lives and have a second chance to make the choices they wanted to make years before.

(This is a continuation of my Choices fic but it focuses on what would have happened of Ronan had made a different choice in chapter 23.)

and I feel just like I'm living someone else's life

“Oh,” he says again. “You’re mine.”

Ronan smiles, and it is a smile made for war, and a smile made for love, and a smile made for holding the things you love tight and safe. “And you’re mine.”

and when the lights go dark i wanna feel you standing next to me

The world ended when the dead started to walk.

Adam has been alone for a long time, but when he finds four strangers and a broken down camaro on the side of the road, he agrees to help them reach the mysterious Barns and apparent safety from the walking dead.

Essay

The Vacuum of Silence: What happens when queer characters aren't allowed to speak

At the end of it all, this is not just a representation problem.

This is a narrative issue.

We deserved to see Bucky and Steve have a conversation on screen because the narrative demanded it. We deserved to see Dean respond to Cas because the narrative supported it. Eventually, pandering to the lowest common denominator within the audience means bad writing, means unsatisfying conclusions to stories which have been told over years, means wasting your audience's time.

Teen Wolf - Sterek

Compulsion

Wolf watched Stiles watching him. "Who are you?"

Stiles snorted. "Yeah, okay, pull up a chair and let me tell you my life story." He pointed at the mask. "This is not just to make me look badass. Although that is a handy side effect."

He shook his head. "No, I know you. Your scent." He inhaled deeply through flared nostrils.

Stiles took a step back. "Geez, man. Ever heard of manners? It's fucking rude to scent a person without permission."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine. Why do you keep saving us?"

"Dunno what your talking about." He rolled his bat nervously between his two hands. No one was supposed to notice. Although he knew that was a pipedream, a fairytale he clung to so he could feel safe. Being invisible to HQ was all he cared about. "I am just a helpful person who happened to be passing by."

Shaking the wings of their terrible youths

Stiles didn't expect much when he stopped a stranger being attacked in an alleyway.

He didn't expect the wolf following him around New York, didn't expect the help when he was sick, didn't expect the psycho blond attacking him, or the place to stay. He didn't expect the new family.

Oh, and he definitely didn't expect werewolves.

[orginllazyblog]

The Aftermath of their Meeting

Part 1 | here | Part 3

Lucian felt anonymously aura, so he went to find this "Evil Flower" vessel he was told numerous times. There, in a public park where he found them, with a similar magical beast like his own, Felicia.

To Lucian, when he got a good look on Yueme, they felt a powerful aura but weren't able to see the Great Sevens spirits

To Yueme, they were able to feel an unwanted presence coming from Lucian and were able to see the Noble Sevens spirits

Feeling scared of what Lucian might do to Yueme, they quickly said bye without looking back, carrying Grim in their arms, and start running

"Um...bye!"

"W-wait! I didn't mean... to scare you off?"

The reason why Yueme was able to see the disney protagonists was that they were more trained than Lucian.

And so, the chase was on, a lone raven flying (running)back to Night Raven College as the white knight hunted them down.

Basically, it's a twist tune

The Noble Sevens: "Get them!"

The Great Sevens: "RUN YUEME! RUN!"

Grim, who woke up not knowing what's going on

Grim: "Ngafh?! What's going on? Yueme, what's going on? Why are you running so fast?"

As Yueme and Grim managed to get NRC, luckily, Lucian got stopped by the Dark Mirror's magic barrier, which only blocks outsiders from entering the school campus

"Wait, please! I'm sorry if I scare you much, but may I please talk to you?"

"So it was you who scared off my henchmen? What is it you want with them?"

"I'm sorry, okay. I promise to leave you off. I promise."

"Sigh... What do you want?"

Oh boy, Lucian had a lot of questions, but he didn't know which questions to say, which led to asking their name

"Um...as a gentleman, may I ask what your name is?"

"Didn't you hear it already?"

"I ask nicely as I didn't get to do it before."

"...Yueme."

"Nice to meet you, Yueme. I'm Lucian Mackinley, a student in Royal Sword Academy."

"Royal Sword Academy!? Well, you better walk back as there might be other students nearby who might hurt you."

"I don't think they'll know as I'm not wearing my uniform. Oh! Before I go, may we meet again at the same park? I also have a magical beast that is similar to yours, if you don't mind, of course."

"Another magical beast? Grim, what do you think?"

"Only if they don't fight me for tuna, then I'm good."

"I guess it's decided, but can we meet next Friday?"

"Of course, Yueme."

As Lucian is heading back, almost reaching the town, he heard of familiar voice calling out his name. Running towards him till they stop in front of him.

"Wait a minute! Lucian!"

"Yueme?"

Yueme then gave him a small note. Lucian read it carefully as this was Yueme address to the Dorm to Ramshackle.

"I don't have a phone as the one I have is all broken and old but still functional. If we both can't meet up, then you can meet up at my dorm. I'll just have to talk with the headmage to give permission for you to enter."

Lucian couldn't believe what he had just heard. Him with them, hanging out?

Wait a minute! He's supposed to be on a mission to find the evil flower vessel. So what next!?

He ignores his protective guardians, saying he should just leave and report to the king (Jasmine, Hercules, Ariel, Simba, and Alice)

"I think you should start listening to what the Queen wanted you to do, little apple." (Snow White)

'Eh!? What makes you say that big sister?'

"Snow White is correct. The Queen asks for you to do these steps. First, listen to their story, heal their broken wound, and guide them to a happy ending. You're still in step 1. So, Lucian, what are you going to do." (Aurora)

It was awkward as Yueme could almost hear what they were saying but didn't want to ruin it as they blocked their conversation. The great sevens weren't that happy to meet off their enemy and scare their kid like that.

"I accept. I'll be free in the two weeks because of the exam week happening at my school."

"Same here. Be careful on your way back."

"I'll see you in two weeks, Yueme."

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"Well, good job, kiddo. You're going to die the next day." (Hades)

'Lord Hades, it was't that bad. I even managed to get inside the school gates before he could actualey hurt me.'

"Diamond, you must be careful when you're near him. Neither of us wanted you to be close to our enemy's as they think you are one of us." (Jafar)

"He's even in Royal Sword Academy, which makes things difficult for you, sea-angel." (Usula)

"Yueme, you and that human child are about the same level of training, but he is a bit behind. Besides, Aurora, seems to know what she's doing." (Maleficent)

"Are you sure about that? There's also that brat of my nephew." (Scar)

"As well as that girl who disobeyed my rules. When we see them again, it's OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!" (Queen of Hearts)

"Yueme, once the day comes, prepare a posion food for that brat." (Evil Queen)

'Everyone, please. That would make matters worse for both schools and the whole Sage Island. Also, I don't think I or Lucian don't want you guys to be noticed, considered we both attend to schools that look up to you and you're enemy's. I'll just hope things don't go bad. I have to study for the upcoming exams.'

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I did want to include other twst tumblr's, but I wasn't sure if they were alright for me to tag them. Tho I did read that twisted-wonderland-but-gayer was alright with it.

Tag: @twisted-wonderland-but-gayer

@rose-tea-and-strawberries

[asterkiss]

If you have time at some point, I would love a drabble or one-shot of 71 or 83 from the sarcasm prompts. Thank you!

Thanks for the prompt! Have an AU where Bill is just a normal human guy. 83. "I'm so glad you could come." // "Cut the crap and give me a drink."

-BABY SHOWER

'I heard your feet swell up like a balloon when you're pregnant and never go back to normal,' Mabel said seriously, eyes wide.

A heavily pregnant Pacifica stared back at her. 'That's not true.'

'No, it is! I read it online from this blog run by a maternity nurse.'

Pacifica narrowed her eyes for a moment, regarding the brunette before she suddenly turned her head aside with a hint of genuine concern. 'Dipper?'

The boy who had been stood there throughout this entire conversation patted his wife on the shouler, looking bemused. 'It's a lie.'

The blonde relaxed before haughtily raising her head as if she hadn't almost been about to believe Mabel for five seconds. 'Ha, I knew it. Obviously.'

Dipper shot his sister an annoyed look. 'You have got to stop looking up information on Tumblr. I'm begging you.'

Before Mabel could respond to that, the front door to the cafeteria where they were hosting their little party opened and her eyes fell upon a familiar blond.

'Wow, he actually came,' Pacifica muttered, looking over her shoulder towards the new arrival.

Mabel rushed over without hesitation, coming to a stop before the guy as she smiled widely. 'Hey Bill, I'm so glad you could come.'

'Cut the crap and give me a drink.'

'Uh, it's ten in the morning?'

'So?'

'And this is a baby shower?'

His expression remained taught, and he groaned as he ran a hand over his face.

'Are you okay?' she asked.

'No,' he shot back. 'I didn't fall asleep until 3am because some asshole in marketing put a wrong order in, and I had to fix their fuckup.'

'Oh. Sorry to hear?'

'Whatever. If there's no alcohol, then please at least tell me there's fatty foods that are bad for your cholesterol. I'm talking the good stuff.'

'Uh, there's some cheese cake?'

'Eh, it'll do.'

Mabel watched him wander off towards the buffet table with a ravenous look. Pacifica came up to her side a moment later, eyeing him with scrutiny. 'So, he showed up at least.'

Mabel hummed in agreement, folding her arms. 'He is not a happy bunny.'

'I mean, you met at a bar and hooked up once and then you invite him to your brother's baby shower the next day? Not many people would do that, Mabel.'

'How else are we meant to get to know each other?'

'You don't. That's the point of a hook up?' Pacific asked, arching an eyebrow.

'Oh...'

Her sister in law patted her on the shoulder. 'But I mean, hey. He came? That shows he must be into you, no normal guy would do that.'

'Really? You think so?'

'That or he's batshit crazy and got some serious baggage.' As the two girls watched him shove an entire slice of cake into his mouth in one gulp, they both blinked.

'Yeah, he's definitely at least a bit crazy,' Pacifica mumbled.

'Well good thing I am too!' Mabel gushed. 'Don't wait up!' She winked at the blonde before walking off to approach her date with gusto.

'Wait up? It's ten in the morning!' Pacifica cried after her.

She went ignored.

[brightwaterforarainyday]

Speedrunning Posts I've Been Tagged In

And not accidentally deleting everything this time.

🎶Shuffle Tag!🎶

Shuffle your library, list ten songs, (tagged by @orime-stories tyyyy)

Friends Forever - Old 97's

Things That Disappear - Rhett Miller

Dying Boy - Thoushaltnot

Hierogyphs - The Oh Hellos

Four-Eyed Girl - Rhett Miller again

Valium Waltz - Old 97's, again

Fight To Keep - Run River North

Grow - The Oh Hellos

Troubled Times - Fountains of Wayne

The End of the Beginning - Les Friction

Wow a lot of repeats, a lot of songs from CDs Echo owned in high school.

Current Media Appreciation (tagged by @emeraldgreaves hiii ty)

Last Song: I did just do that music thing so technically the first like second and a half of The End of the Beginning but actually I think it was Knowledge by Seeming

Currently Watching: Eh, The Ravening War I guess? I'm absolutely not keeping up with it tho. Secret Sleepover Society's old Dark Souls 3 playthrough too maybe.

Currently Reading: Looking for Jake by China Mieville!

Current Obsession: Definitely the duet D&D game Rene and I are playing with Antenami and Mica. I have to go stare at a wall for a few hours after every session it's fantastic I love it. Boys be putting themselves in Situations!!!

This Picrew (tagged by @feykiller <3 ty ty)

What's up I do in fact own many Cool Shirts.

[justanotherfanfolks]

Twisted Wonderland Main Story Scattered Thoughts (Prologue Chapter 3-5)

Sad boi bgm is playing! Feeling bad for Grim, he's experiencing the disrespect. Riddle is team cat for Grim. Azul… stop being weird. This dude has clearly been trying to strike a deal with Riddle for a while. Yuu’s calling Grim an it! Yuu, don’t be rude! CROWLEY WHAT DO YOU MEAN SPARED FROM BEING SERVED AS DINNER! Grim probably took a lot of disrespect before. I’m imagining the student body just being the monkey puppet meme after watching that. NOOO MALLEUS! I remember him wondering why everyone was in their ceremonial robes in the vignettes, but he never cracked the case! One day he’ll wear those robes in public. “Maybe you should have told him yourself” no but it hurts more because they literally spoke to each other earlier that day, but Kalim didn’t realize he didn’t know! What do you mean you don’t know him too well either Kalim, don’t lie to me I read your ceremonial robes, I know you had a conversation! The NPCs are talking! LILIA! LILIA! PEEPAW! Boy with deep voice, lol. … So Lilia knew there was an orientation? And he didn’t tell him? Did he break his phone again? Someone needs to make a bulletin board just for Malleus, the man doesn’t understand email! Azul’s apologizing profusely, he wants those Diasomnia points. Riddle’s just like, eh. Actually, did we ever find out where Malleus went during the ceremony? No one found him until he showed up at the dorm, and they absolutely must have checked there. “I’m afraid that you will not be attending Night Raven College after all” Yuu: I was dragged here against my will, so… Wait, is that the BGM from the overblot reflection scenes?! I LOVE THAT BGM! WHAT’S IT DOING HERE! Ugh, I love TWST music! “Take this person back from where they came!” DM: lol, I don’t know where that is. Crowley’s having a crisis over here. DM’s just shrugging as a disembodied face. Library time!

Yuu is an extraterrestrial confirmed! Or from another dimension, yeah you right Crowley. Would you be more shocked to travel planets or dimensions? Shoe? Yuu, you have shoes, right? Yuu: my wallet! MY PHONE! POV: the portal that let you travel between dimensions robbed you. Crowley’s stuck with a magicless broke teen. RAMSHACKLE! No, but this dude really stuck Yuu into a probably haunted building that is falling apart, headmaster of the year. And will you be cleaning it, Crowley? We will investiage other ways to send you home my butt, you’ve been sitting on your ass for 7 books straight! (please excuse my language) A model educator, sir you don’t teach anything. Well, at least I get to see our beloved Ramshackle Dorm!

…I forgot how bad this place looked at first, THE OSHA VIOLATIONS!(I know OSHA is for working conditions, but still) Lawsuits, lawsuits everywhere. “This is too much character, if you ask me” I love a sassy Yuu. Wow. It looks… okay… I’m going to do more research he says, LIAR! Yuu’s about to become one with the dust. IT’S RAINING! We just got here, and it’s already raining. Oh, it actually looks better with the lights on! GRIM! “Like a bat that got blasted by a water gun.” Grim, you say like you’ve seen it before. Sir, did- did you blast a bat with a water gun? Don’t tell Lilia that. Honestly, it doesn’t seem that hard to sneak in, I don’t think there’s magic on the fence. Yuu can call for guards, I don’t even remember seeing guards, where did that idea come from? I wonder how Grim got here in the first place. Did he jump a carriage? Did he do that plane/boat thing Idia and Lilia mentioned when discussing getting to the island? GRIM’S EAR FIRE CAN GO OUT?! Grim, don’t be magic…ist? Useless? At least Yuu can meet people on eye level. But Grim, you benefit from fixing the holes in the roof. Why do you need payment. I’m convinced homeboy can’t actually do it. Oh, hello strange noises- THE GHOSTS! They’ve always given me Lonesome Ghosts vibes. I forgot what their voices sound like. I’ve been playing too many voiceless events and vignettes, I can’t remember what people sound like that aren’t the core 23. I love how they are ??? when later on they are Ghost A/B/C. Nah, that is absolutely a death threat, run Yuu, RUN! Grim, no fire in the dorm, there are already leaks! Grim, open your eyes to aim! Yuu knows how to bribe. The ghosts coming in with that perspective shot. Oh, time for that legendary Ramshackle Duo teamwork! This is what I imagine they do during Overblot fights. Twistune! A true bop, this song! AHHH, I’m not used to doing the ghost vignette so SLOW, it’s been 84 years since I did it on easy mode! I’m just imagining when Grim gets cocky, Yuu is just standing there arms crossed watching the ghost about to spook him and just letting it happen.

[lightvsdark18]

Some responses to voicelines (Floyd)

You havin' fun gathering all this junk? You're like one of those merpeople who are into collectin' stuff that fell to the bottom of the sea.

... Yeah, most likely.

What're you doing today? Maybe I'll tag along.

(lies) The library.

Man, every day's a party when I'm with you. I can't get enough!

Aw. You're fun too, sometimes.

School Uniform

You wanna know what kinda classes we had in the sea? I can bring you to one, if you're interested. Hee hee...

I'm now concerned.

I got a perfect score on the test, but he still gets mad at me for skipping class. I don't get it. If I get good grades, what does it matter?

Because you're here to work and not lollygag.

Aha ha! Keep that up and I'll squeeze you silly.

And I'll squeeze you back.

P.E. Uniform

I'm kind of feeling it today. Wanna try me?

Try you at what?

Apparently, if you over-exercise, you won't get tall. I'm still growing, so I gotta be careful!

Wait, you're still growing? Damn, boy, how tall do you need to be?

I'm not in the mood for Basketball Club today. You go in my place.

(flat) No.

I'm suuuper flexible. You wanna see? I can show you!

Eh, sure, why not.

Wanna play tag or something? I'll be "it." Better start running.

Floyd, no... Boy, stop smiling like that.

Labwear

If you're having trouble finishing your homework, hit up Azul. He'll help you out with anything if you pay his price.

Not interested.

If you mix everything in according to the recipe, you already know it's gonna work out, right? That's the most boring thing.

It helps you remember the recipe because you're physically making it instead of just reading it and memorizing.

Want me to help out with that experiment? Aha ha, don't be so shy.

It's not shyness, it's just me not trusting you.

I'll give you the potion I just made. You wanna know what it does? How should I know?

You made it. You know what? Nevermind, I don't want the potion anymore.

Here. Have some cookies I made from random stuff. You'll enjoy every last bite for me, won't you?

Actually, I'm not hungry. (Lie)

Ceremonial Robes

Want me to teach you the rules here at Night Raven College?

You actually know the rules? Heh.

Standing still is so boring. How about you and I do a little something fun instead?

I rather not cause trouble, or be in it.

The black carriage even came down under the sea to get us. It's a pretty sweet ride, if I do say so myself.

The black carriage went to the bottom of the ocean? Wait, actually thinking about it, it shouldn't be surprising considering I'm here. But that's just raises the question on how far the carriage can go.

Sitting still for a whole ceremony is such a waste of time. Oooh, I've got an idea. I'll tail you, Shrimpy.

You'll what?

You're so funny, Shrimpy. Aren't you scared I'll get back at you for all that poking?

No, not really because I'll just poke you back.

Oh, whatever is the matter? Ha! I was pretending to be Jade. Did it work? You can tell us apart if you look real close.

I really didn't expect your voice to change. Good job.

Dorm Uniform

You got a very serious problem? There might be something we can do. Heh heh heh...

("My safety is in danger, isn't it?")

Don't be so scared. I just wanna give you a nice squeeze.

Nice for you or me?

I won't squeeze anyone who makes good on their payment. But if you DON'T... You ain't getting any mercy from me. Hee hee!

("What's wrong with these guys?")

Bowties are all tight and uncomfortable, don'tcha think? I dunno how Jade and the others deal with 'em.

I never worn a bowtie, but I know I couldn't handle it either.

Lookit these socks. They got an octopus pattern on 'em! Just as cute as the Sea Witch herself, right?

Can I get a pair?

Outdoor Wear

I hope camping on land's as action-packed as camping under the sea!

You can go camping in the sea? What is it like?

Check out this moray mascot I got. It's supposed to be Jade, since he wanted to come camping. Looks just like him, yeah?

Heh, yeah it does.

Now to just cast the line and wait— nope, I'm bored. How about we ditch this and get up to somethin' fun?

Stay at the line. I'll tell you a story if it will entertain you.

The fairies by the lake were so teeny. One little squeeze and they'd probably just disappear.

Please don't squeeze them.

How's a campfire different from a regular bonfire?

I don't really know.

Halloween

Oh man, I'm DIGGIN' that look, Shrimpy. I gotta make your face contort in fear more often.

Please don't.

I MAY have gone a skosh overboard on the pranks last year. I'm takin' it easy this time around.

This is you taking it easy? I'm lucky I wasn't here last year.

Azul asked me to chip in with pumpkin carvin'. It turned out to be more fun than I expected, so I made a moray jack-o'-lantern.

Can I see it?

That your idea of scarin' someone, Shrimpy? It ain't workin'. How's about I show you how it's done?

I rather you not. I'm not trying to genuinely scare anyone because I don't feel like it.

[y-so-hungry]

What about a pretty boy who's very concerned about his appearance, and is constantly on a diet to keep his lovely petite frame. It works, he's stunning, but oh how his thin little stomach constantly twists and cries out for a proper meal. How he lies that he is more than happy with his flimsy salad and slither of chicken, all the while gripping the fabric of his shirt as it cuts him in two with ravenous pain.

Eh this not so much, it's encroaching on eating disorder territory which is not what I enjoy, regardless of whether or not it's fictional, which I assuming this scenario is lol. I am attracted to smaller/thinner guys (as well as taller/bigger ones, I'm not exactly picky lol), but if theyre starving themselves on purpose for prolonged periods of time, the big brother instincts are kicking in far more than any attraction is haha. Whenever I read stories like that I end up far more worried and sad than I do excited lol. No hate to those who enjoy that in a fictional setting though, that's what fiction is for!

[asmallermorehonestsoul]

RWBY: Volume 9 Ep. 10- Of Solitude and Self

In which a choice must be made.

26 minutes! Oh boy, that’s a long episode

SUMMER!!! We start again with the flashback of her reading… “I love you, just the way you are, always” awwww

Is this when she disappeared? Oh no…

Awww the Tai and Summer moment was cute… oof…

Summer and Raven?! Oh by… and Summer has some bitterness…

But they were going on the mission together? Honestly I figured that might be the case…

Poor Ruby, no, you don’t have to be someone else! Nobody is perfect!

Jaune! He did ascend? And that “You never were the hero” from the trailer was to him, though it doesn't seem like Alyx meant it harshly

She sent him back?

So they got the Cat out of Neo… eh we will deal w her later I guess, bc now the Cat is even more monstrous, great

Ruby chose to be herself bc that is enough :’)

KICK CC’S ASS RUBY!! HELL YEAH

Oh, oh jeez, the Jabberwalkers could do it too

Yeah… what are we gonna do about Neo…

 Group hug, yay!

What is the deal w the Roman construct, is it just like… better done bc it’s Roman? But no, it’s still not really him…

And now Neo ascended too? Ok we are only like halfway through what is about to happen

Little… I hope they’re ok…

Yeah guys, you did your best! You at least got CC out of the picture, which is probably for the best.

LITTLE!! Or whoever they will be!

HAPPY RUBY!!! Blessed image

Somewhat!! They are somewhat of a lot of things!

Awwww Somewhat remembers their time with Ruby as Little as being happy

WE HAVE TO LEAVE SOMEWHAT AND JUNIPER… AWWW… but at least they are both ok and together! So that’s nice

They went through the door! I don’t know where they are now though… also is Jaune really gonna stay older?

They’re at the Blacksmith’s workshop?

THE BROTHER GODS CAME FROM THE EVER AFTER???

 BROTHERS LORE?? THEY WERE A CUTE LITTLE BABY GOD GOAT AND BABY GOD DEER??

So they were supposed to take care of the Ever After, and CC really was supposed to be a force for good…

THE EVER AFTER SAID THE BROTHERS DID NOT PASS THE VIBECHECK AND ASKED THEM TO LEAVE SFDSDFDSFG

Alyx left a wish behind for Jaune! He’s young again, except with some white streaks! And sorry, you will have to get used to you teenage voice again lol

The door isn’t taking them where, but when they are needed most? Huh…

They made it to Vacuo! But what’s with the ships?

The song for the extended end credits is so pretty, though I will wait to check out the lyrics for the soundtrack drop.

The end credits were an ad for the JL crossover oh come on!

Well that episode did not go how i was expecting. I mean, I think we all expected Ruby to pick herself, and it was a sweet moment, as well as her reion with her team. But we got a hint of Summer Rose lore, and I had suspected Raven might have been there on the last mission... the lore about the brother gods (although i guess not really gods) was neat. They’re from Ever After and their constant struggle is messing up the balance, because it requires acceptance. To be honest, I wish we have focused more on Ruby, though, but again it was cool. And what an ending! They made it to Vacuo, though what will happen next, I don’t know...

[ellis-in-name]

Chapter 2: Three Years

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Three Years Later

I turned my gaze and looked out to the open blue sky and smiled as clouds drifted by to an unknown destination. I looked back down at the flower I held in my hands and smiled again. It’s a small, mostly unnoticeable flower with pure white petals. “It’s called a Snow-Frost flower.” The store owner had told me when I bought it. I carefully set the small flower into the small hole I’ve dug into the pot and began to cover the roots delicately. I picked up the pot, and gently set it on the edge of the window.

“Calian, just what do you think you’re doing?” Miss Valory said with a laugh as she walked through the wooden gate and into the fencing that defined the yard that surrounded her house.

“Oh, well, I dropped by to deliver your mail, but you weren’t here. I also had this flower so I figured I would plant it for you.” I said with a slight smile as I felt my face heat up. Miss Valory walked up and rubbed my head.

“Even after three years you’re still as sweet as ever.”

“It’s not a bad thing, is it?”

“No, of course not. Thank you for getting my mail, Calian.”

“It’s not a problem,” I stated as I walked towards the gate, and I then turned to look at Miss Valory again. “By the way, you’re looking well today Miss Valory, Is it a special occasion?” I asked as I looked at her blue dress and raven black hair.

 “No, not today Calian. I guess this is what I felt like wearing.” She replied with a laugh. “And thank you for the apple pie you left the other day, I really enjoyed that!”

“What? That wasn’t me! I swear!” I said as I blushed and received a laugh from Miss Valory. “I have to go deliver mail to Mr. Duncan; do you need anything?” I asked as I quickly changed the subject.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, can you pick up a couple eggs for me? I ran out yesterday.”

“Yes, I’ll be back later!” I called out and took off running.

 An hour passed by as I ran for Duncan's farm. Green hills rolled by, and wheat sprouted from the ground. The long, itchy grass pulled and wrapped around my ankles as I breathed in the fresh summer air. In the distance, a bright red barn rose from the ground and the racket of animals talking filled the air as I got closer. As I walked into the yard of the farm, I found Mr. Duncan feeding the chickens in his typical methodical rhythm. I gagged a little as the scent of cow manure filled my nose and made my stomach heave.

“Good morning Mr. Duncan, I have your mail for you, Miss Valory also requested a couple eggs,” I said through a held breath.

“Eh? Speak up boy, I don’t hear as well as I used to.” The grey-haired man replied.

“I need a basket of eggs! And here is your mail!” I yelled.

“Well why didn’t you say so? I’m right here, no need to yell.” Mr. Duncan said and took his mail from my hands. The old man handed his mail to the goat without even looking at it and began to collect fresh eggs from the chicken coop. While I waited on the eggs, I met the goats lazy eyed stare as he munched on his meal of paper. I chuckled under my breath as I saw a letter addressed by the mayor be swallowed whole.

“What you laughing for kid!” Mr. Duncan said as he handed me a basket of eggs.

“Nothing Mr. Duncan, nothing at all.” I replied as I took the basket and gave the old farmer a smile. “Have a good day sir.” I began to walk back towards town when Mr. Duncan stopped me.

“Hey kid! Where’s your sister? Haven’t seen her in a while!” Mr. Duncan called after me and I stopped dead in my tracks.

“She’s… She’s dead sir.” I said quietly and continued walking before he could reply. As I walked the mile or two between Miss Valory’s house, I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I shook my head and continued walking. I soon found myself at Miss Valory’s gate without realizing it. The people’s opinion of me had changed ever since Miss Valory took me in for a year until I got a job and moved out again; but the people never seemed to realize, or remember, that my sister ever existed or was dead.

 Her house was simple in design, a small two-story cabin. An oak wood door in the center of the porch guarded by two windows. I looked at the curtains flapping out of the window as they are blown by the wind like velvet hands reaching for the distance.

 As I walked through the gate I heard Miss Valory scream.

“How dare you! You jerk! You stupid jerk! How dare you have the nerve to say that!” She screamed as small pieces of torn paper fluttered out from one of the open windows. I peeked around the corner of the window, fearful of what I would find. Tears streamed down Miss Valory’s face, and she let her head fall down into her arms.

“Um, Miss Valory, is um, everything ok? I got the eggs you asked for. If you want me to come back-”

“I’ll be fine Calian,” she said as she raised her tear-stained face from her arms. She took a deep breath, let out a sigh. “Calian, can you do me a favor?”

“Anything, as long as it is within my power, Miss Valory.”

“I’m going to be leaving for a couple days to meet with an old friend of mine so I can give him a piece of my mind. Can you look after things here while I’m gone? It’ll only be a couple days, a simple train ride and back.”

“Wh-wh-what do you mean you're leaving, giving a piece of your mind? To Whom? Where are you going? Miss Valory, you can't leave!” I cried out, “You are important to this community and who will I talk to?”

“Calian, relax. I'll be gone for two days. Again, I'm only going a half day's train ride away, I’ll talk to a friend, sleep, and then come home.” She said as she flicked my nose and grabbed a small travel bag from under the desk she was sitting at. She walked out of the cabin and wrapped me into a small hug. “Just keep an eye on the house for me. Please?”

“Yeah, sure I can do that. Yes, Miss Valory! Will protect your house with my life!”

She laughed as she released me from her embrace. “You don't need to do that Calian. I don't need you dying because my house got upset.” She said to me, and I started to laugh with her. “Goodbye Miss Valory! Have a safe trip!” I called after her as she walked down the path that led out of town.

[anarchistbitch]

hiiiiiiiiii, god this is a over a month late and im SO FUCKING sorry, seriously im sorry, idk why this took me so long, i kept thinking about replying and then i just didnt, again, im really sorry :(

honestly last semester ended up being a disaster, but not a major one, this one is shaping up to be better tho today i had an exam and i feel like i answered some questions somewhat confidently but others were a guessing game 🤡🥴 and i really have no one to blame but myself for it (then again initially she told us they were going to be essay questions and i THRIVE in those, but then they were content specific questions which i was not prepared for) but oh well it cant be helped now and we're allowed to retake our lowest grade at the end of the semester, now im watching sailor moon and eating a strawberry cheesecake ice cream sandwich to get rid of the ambiguity of my feelings over it sigh sigh sigh

fdjhsdfh my hands are always cold too, so it's hard to tell how i'd feel yours but the warm hug is lovely, lovely

i have not started cutie pie but it's been in my to watch list since the first episode came out cause i kept seeing tiktoks about it and it seemed really fun but agh, i havent gotten around to it, i swear i need divine inspiration to do even the things i want to do

in a better timeline benedict did join them and they lived their happy gay lives watching everyone else's drama from the comfort of their stable relationship

lmao relatable, i also left a bunch of shows abandoned bc of the aforementioned need for divine inspiration, i tried watching some middle episodes for a couple shows to like get myself hyped up to understand what was going on and all that but eh, didnt really work, and there's been a danmei draught so im laying on the floor facedown emotionally

about fire island kdjhdfh i handt heard of the place up until the movie, cant be helped, we're not form the us - i have not watched the lizzie bennet series but im adding it to my to-watch, since it's on youtube i might get around to it soon but i wont make any promises just yet sdfjhdjhf and GOD yes, the layers on the movie, i adored it really, you can see that the writers really do care about queer people and that it was written with love - Noah is FANTASTIC he's so real lmao djfjsdhfjdsh and same, when he said that i went 'oh, i see 👀' - i hope both our futures are filled with a loving community of queer people

[completely random: im watching yu-gi-oh rn bc that's what came on after sailor moon and bruh, yugi is short as fuck and i didnt remember that at all, it's also hilarious how they refer to kaiba as rich kid kaiba, it's really fucking hilarious but when i was little it kinda scared me and i can see why too]

i've been ignoring goodreads lmao and im not about to stop cause i really doubt i'll finish a single book this year, im severely blocked, i havent been reading any of the ones i've started, all i did was partially reread the raven boys bc i finally bought the physical book

homegirl does need a break but the only break to be had is my break from reading it :/ and yeah, high literature is fake, joy is the only true and trusted measuring tool

me and my friends have not gotten all together as of yet, it's hard when they have trimesters and i have semesters, our coinciding free times are only for the holidays and i go home for those but we're planning a sleepover soon to celebrate the beginning of their vacations and to cheer myself up after exam week, and one of them is coming over tomorrow so that we can try soju 😌✨

jdfhdfjshfks i'm too picky to align my foods with my favorite characters' tbh

my favorite soup is red bean soup, i must confess that i dont like many soups but i could eat this one every single day, it's so fucking good, also ik you said you'd want to make me egg drop soup, i havent tried it but the texture might be a problem for me, sorry :( but spinach and scream sounds hella good

ok so rn i cant think of bts without thinking of the fact that on the day of the heavy flood in korea namjoon posted a story about a song and with a caption somewhere along the lines of "perfect for the weather" and it was quite literally a parasite moment 🤡 but anyways, bad desicions was so damn good, and yeah, they've worked so damn hard to get to where they are that it's nice to see them have time to enjoy it

i cant fucking believe jin decided to spend his time working tho, what's going on that man's head 😭😭

i also hope other versions of us are closer to each other, i hope this reality's version of me can become better at managing her time and so can talk to you more often 😫💖

matching tattoos huh 👀💖

JDHSHDKJHSK i understand, fever is a hella good song, that's the exact emotion it invokes

mate i had no idea about holland's song 😭 i SUCK at keeping up with things, for most things i have friends in the fandom that come screaminng about news or at the very least post about it

idk if you already started the god of highschool or not but all i can say is that tho i bawled, when i watched it with a friend she didnt shed even a single tear lmao, it really depends on you

JDSGDJSGFJ it cant be helped now, you'll just have to treat yourself whenever you listen to it

anya is so important 😭😭😭😭😭😭 she is so amazing and she deserves to live as normal a life as possible but mainly it has to be a happy one

hmmm i wouldnt say that it's major plot important tbh, but it does have certain relevance for that moment so you'll see skjdhjs

i am also a sucker for cool art, i've read so many things just bc i liked the art style, and if i dont like the art style i have a harder time reading the work, which makes me get annoyed at myself tbh, it feel idk judgy ??? idk, it feels weird

i heard the live at jet studio version of every pore and holy shit, it's so damn beautiful and it felt like his voice was going directly through my chest

i really get that part about being in a weird headspace, life is so complicated at individual scale and currently there's so much going on in the world, it's like that post about how dealing with anxiety rn is so damn weird bc yes, all those fears are entirely too plausible but somehow we have to continue to push through, and burnout sucks, pretty sure ive been burntout since like early 2021 and only just now getting better bc well, to summarize, my parents expect me to graduate soon, which is absolutely not happening, which idk how to tell them and agh it's a cycle really

this is all just to say that i get how you feel, i hope you're feeling better now and if you'd like i can def come off anon so that we can talk more often [tho im not sure you DONT know who i am sgkshadkjsdg i havent really been hiding it lmao, just not being upfront about it bc im socially awkward as fuck]

sending you tons and tons and tons and toooooooons of love, hope you've had good soups and lots of rest, i hope you're hydrating yourself and interacting with lots of cats, i love you

-M<3

between us both, im pretty sure i answer asks much later than u😔 but as u said no matter if its a week or 9 months later , i'll wait for ya<3

ohh yea semester one is just wrapping up for us too and so far it has been less of a disaster than expected, and hope the exam came better than it went in!!![said this to a classmate before going for our term 1's and she gave me the saddest face ever😭😭] essay questions which are content specific are the bane of my life cause lemme tell you my examiner wrote like 10 lines with the reddest pen ever telling me what i needed to improve on while i was still reeling that i passed on that exam phew cause that many lines really make u think twice if u passed(<- wishing this on my worst enemies only).

sailor moon and ice cream sound absolutely delightful and the perfect way to heal after taking an exam [our principal literally goes through the exam hall for some reason and its. have u ever had ur heart beat like a horse?yea.]

me @ u always

[btw the number of gifs of hugs that ive saved in case u send an ask,,.ginormous]

yeeeee i stopped watching cutie pie in the middle cause my school life is a dragon that will bite if u slack off<3 capitalist ass dragon. but fr tho cutie pie is great!! the soundtracks are great too!! and oooh yea i think every ep after ep 6 are heavy on the steamy side

in a better timeline bridgerton would have not have a queer side plot that got quickly swept up under the rug and instead couldve had a storyline about bisexual benedict {im assuming cause 1) hes gives me bi vibes 2)nothing much else than that i think it'd be real neat 3)b is for bisexual and also the start of his first name and surname [:}

divine inspiration is better to not fall on me cause imma use it for evil reallll quick. watching the middle episode is a much better strategy than what i do: watch the finale and become the incarnation of the surprised pikachu meme. also insta reels made me think that "romanticizing" watching stuff would help and it kinda did before i realized that i have adhd symptoms<3 make space for me on the floor cause im laying next to u too🤗

side note: idk if u've ever done this but during summer vacations when i was younger all the women in the house after finishing up lunch would take straw mats and pillows and go to the most airiest room in the house and sleep , and its the best sleep ever. sleeping on the bare ground during summer quickest way to a 😴😴

no cause i recently reread rwarb and suddenly im seeing fire island being mentioned everywhere?? im not gonna blame anyone not studying about america/'s history not knowing american references[god bless genius annotators souls for their little notes cause half my us culture knowledge comes from fob lyrics akfhkdhfsk ]

YEs fire island was really great about how they took care of their characters, the exact scene's dialouge is fuzzy to me but the scene where noah and howie talk before howie leaves, about how theyre similar but are different and that does affect how others see them was one of the best scenes cause the actors portray it in a such an intimate way.

I HOPE QUEER PEOPLE SURROUND US AND THEY ARE LOVING AND WE'LL NEVER HAVE TO THINK TWICE ABOUT OUR SAFETY IN THE FUTURE[all caps cause we deserve it!! and its needs to be shouted from the rooftops!!]

nauurr is kaiba the emo kid from the reverse card meme😭😭😭

ive been looking sideways at goodreads dhksfhk and ive just been saving tons of insta posts about upcoming books so i can read them after my school year is over✌🏾 ive heard quite a lot about the raven boys but apparently theyre not actual ravens? L for the corvid enthusiasts👎🏾👎🏾/lh

sleepovers are fun but unfortunately id be the first to fall asleep😴

im days late but drink tons of water afterwards!!! ive heard that soju is high on alcohol content , and so eat something absorbing for the hangover like rice[ALSO! you know how in kdramas the characters are always eating congee? well i googled it to see the ingredients and its. kanji. its what i eat every weekend bro😭😭 but i do eat it cold during summer with curd and its really good for digestion too]

when i hear red beans i always think of rajma [kidney bean curry and good with naan/rice/roti],[ and ig now im gonna think of u whenever i hear red beans💜💗]

its fine if u dont like egg drop soup!! altho when i was a kid it was the soup™ i used to eat whenever we went out cause i was a picky eater lmao, spinach and cream is a good soup but my personal fav is so basic😭 i fucking love sweet corn soup man

yea no cause i genuinely forget that bts is made up of very rich ppl like 🧍‍♂️ i liked bad decisions a lot too!!

looking back at the past few years of bts' career and seeing the growth and rise in popularity of the general population , and then learning they were doing all this while also in COLLEGE and graduating with honours is. how do u say. humbling to the highest degree.like i cant imagine going to grammys and having a set career and then like having to go back to school.

kim seokjin the man that u are,,

uuughhh thinking about going on walks in parks and just TALKING WITH U

dont worry about taking ur time!!! hell can freeze over but ill still be on this app<3

matching tattoos<3 [also fr i have been thinking👁👁 of getting a tattoo of intertwined tattoos on my sternum but am very unsure of getting tattoos at all😓]

speaking of fever,dont know if ur big on insta edits but i have a ton saved just to listen to the audios on repeat

i . also forgot about it[holland's song]. need that divine intervention to make me focused .

OKAY SO I STARTED THE GOD OF HIGHSCHOOL AND I LOVE IT didnt thing i'd be crying at all but i shed a tear[locals will allege it was full on sobbing but who can say] im only halfway through so i didnt expect to be crying lol😄 anyway the fight scenes were so cool and the main character are such a great trio [also i did search it up on tumblr and im heard about a kim ilpyo👀👀]

[re: getting hungry by listening to gooey]getting pavlov'ed by a song. i have reached new lows /j

random side note#2: i think there should be an emoji for a man on his knees, not the prayer one, just in dejection like this image

anya deserves a normal , happy life with her parents like imma cry if she gets even one scratch idk[but she does love adventure so im just hoping she takes up trekking as a hobby]

cant wait to see the plot relevance of sticking your fingers down a persons throat!![hope this doesnt come off as sarcastic cause i mean it genuinely, from the bottom of my heart]

if u like cool art you should see jibaku shounen hanako kun, a friend introduced me to it and ive been lowkey obsessed with it. it has a very distinct and beautiful art style that u might enjoy!!

cant describe the effect that is listening to tamino has had on me. truly invigorating.[also his eyelashes when he was singing. just .yea]

okay SO like. if i had to take a guess on who you were, i'd have one or two that id be entirely certain of. but i never took a guess cause i wanted to respect ur privacy . but like if ur entirely okay with it, i would not mind if you came off of anon[im putting it lightly Id LOVE if u came off anon so i can add u on discord and annoy u so much💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💗💗💗💗💗💗💗]

sending you truck loads of love and reminders to be safe!!! eat lots of delicious things and hope you get time to spend a lot of time with ur friends !!!

[sunfish-studies]

Moonrise

✄・・・ Feathery Ink [Karasuno Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Karasuno x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: This is a separate series from Crisp Leaves. Similar to Crisp Leaves, manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall. This is just my appreciation towards tall girls, you guys are amazing.

Previous:  ‹ Greed › | Next:  ‹ Illusionary Hero ›

↷ SUMMARY ↶

It’s finally summer vacation training camp!

After the fight, Hinata and Kageyama weren’t really talking to each other–Coach Ukai even separated them during practice, Hinata in team B while Kageyama in the other. When practice was over, Kageyama was working on his tosses with Yachi’s help while Hinata drive elsewhere with his bike to practice on his own.

“Ah, he’s with my grandpa.” You asked where on earth did Hinata go, and that’s your answer from Coach Ukai. Apparently, Hinata was training with the previous Coach Ukai at their home. That left you with managerial duties and some extras like buying supplies for the training camp.

The injury you received of course was noticeable by the team–it almost send both Tanaka and Nishinoya into rampage, but you quickly said it’s not a problem and it would heal in no time. While you could make up some excuse for Daichi, Sugawara, and Ennoshita, you couldn’t with Shimizu. With a stern look from, you finally spilled the beans and she promised not to tell anyone.

While Kageyama wasn’t talking to Hinata, he’s definitely talking to you more now–along with walking you home if you chose to stay at practice longer. With that, you learn more about him and how he’s undoubtedly a volley ball dork through and through.

The time you had to depart from school to Tokyo for the training camp at night, he offered to picked up from your house so you could walk together to school.

“C-can I sit next to you…?” the raven-haired boy asked. Of course, you agreed wholeheartedly since Yachi will be sitting next to Shimizu and sitting alone didn’t seem to be fun. At first, you talked about some mundane things and watched a few videos saved in your phone before falling asleep leaning to each other.

“KAGEYAMA!!”

“HOW DARE YOU STEAL A HEADSTART!”

And it incurred the wrath of both Tanaka and Nishinoya when they realized. Thankfully, Ennoshita was quick to shut them up by slapping them on the head and Daichi glared at them menacingly for causing a ruckus.

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“Well, the grand guest finally arrived,” when you carried the big bag filled with your essentials outside the bus, it was immediately gone from your hands. Kuroo plucked it from your grip so he could carry it instead, sending you a small smile.

“Kuroo-san, it’s been a while.” Greeting the older boy, you stepped to the ground.

“It’s nice knowing you stick to your promise,”

“Well, it’s impossible for me to not join the training camp. And,” you looked up to the building upon the stairs. When it was in Nekoma High School before, this time training camp was held at different area–however, you didn’t complain because even during summer, the place was cool with many trees surrounding and breeze swept by. “Why are we in a different place? I thought it’s being held only in one place.”

Kuroo hummed. “It’s a tradition for training camp during summer vacation happened in Shinzen. This place is cool, so it’s great. Why? You wanted to be cooked under the sun instead?”

“I’d rather not.”

“Hinata! Did you grow any taller!? Oh! Otohaku-chan!! You’re looking pretty as always!!”

“Lev, shut up.” Kenma scolded.

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“[NAME]-CHAN!! Make sure to cheer for me, alright!!”

“She won’t, Bokuto-san. And please don’t call her by her first name when she didn’t mention you could.”

Thank goodness, Akaashi had a say because you didn’t know how to reply that without wanting to upset Bokuto in the process. The first match was Karasuno against Fukurodani and it didn’t go well–your team splendidly didn’t sync because everyone went to try the new moves their practicing, resulting they had to take a new kind of penalty.

Along with Yachi, you watch as everyone sprinting uphill. And it didn’t happen only one time, every time they lost a match, they had to do one before walking down and downing their drinks. It went until the last practice–which they splendidly managed to lost.

“Hitoka-chan, could you look over Kageyama-kun and Hinata-kun in my place,” you whispered to your best friend, referring to the duo who’s clearly itching for practice but couldn’t exactly say it clearly as they still in bad terms with each other.

“Yeah! I was thinking about that too!” the two of you nodded in determination.

“Uhm, [Name]-san,” Yamaguchi called out to you, rubbing his nape sheepishly. “I want to practice serve, could you watch over?”

Smiling you nodded, “Sure Yamaguchi-kun! Let me get my notes first, okay?”

The taller boy blinked in confusion. “Eh? Notes? What for?”

“To look over your progress overall,” you kneeled down to put on your outdoor shoes. “I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

“O-oh, okay.” Yamaguchi could only reply that as he didn’t know how exactly–he knew he shouldn’t be flustered or feeling special, but he couldn’t help to feel warmth bloom in his chest. He knew you were an attentive person, and it’s nice to know that applied to everyone on the team even though you’re mostly stick with Kageyama, Hinata, or Yachi.

Jogging towards the sleeping quarters, you could’ve arrived faster to pick up your notebook if Bokuto’s call didn’t halt you from doing so.

“OOH!! [NAME]-CHAN!!” he called out from the third gym. You noticed that he wasn’t alone, Kuroo and Akaashi’s also there and surprisingly Tsukishima. From that, you concluded that Kuroo must have something to do with it–probably taunting the blonde into joining. “Could you throw us some balls!?”

“Eh?” you blinked. “But, I have to get some notes for practice-“

“Just a few, come on!” Bokuto didn’t even give you a chance to explain–instead, he dragged you by the wrist.

So here you were, arranging an apology speech for Yamaguchi while throwing some balls for Akaashi to set. That and giving Lev some glances to check if he’s still alive or not on the floor. The setter already apologized to you in Bokuto’s place, but you immediately dismissed it since you didn’t mind either.

“Geh!? Otohaku-chan!?” Lev must be exhausted seeing as he barely noticed you’re in the same area.

It amazed you on how Bokuto still managed to kill the spikes viciously after series of practice match all day–his stamina is top-notch, nothing less from one of the best players in the country. Watching Bokuto’s spikes meaning also watching Tsukishima tried to block them.

Not once did he managed to successfully shut one out, but with Kuroo’s finally joining the cross was killed almost in an instant. While Bokuto is a formidable opponent in attacking, then Kuroo would be terrifying in defense. No wonder Coach Ukai was making him a great example for a solid blocker.

Tsukishima is indeed smart and calm as he read the opponent’s movement, but,

“Your blocks are pretty weak.” You flinched as Bokuto blurted out what you had in mind regarding Tsukishima’s block–and it sure pissed the taller blonde off. “Your arms are so frail that I’m scared I’m gonna break them. You need to stop the ball like you mean it!”

“I’m still a growing boy!” Tsukishima replied, clearly trying to hide his annoyance. “I’ve just started gaining muscles and getting taller!”

“Talk like that, and the little shrimp is gonna hog all the glory.” Kuroo remarked. “You guys play the same position, right?”

Ouch, you couldn’t help but thought. That hits the sore spot.

“I don’t think it can be helped,” Tsukishima said with a smile after a few seconds of silence. “The difference in natural talent between me and Hinata is too great.”

Before Kuroo could argue, the players of Nekoma began piling into the gym and Tsukishima finally managed to excuse himself successfully this time.

“Looks like you stepped on a mine, Kuroo-san,” Akaashi commented.

“You pissed him off,” Bokuto dragged. “At long last, Kuroo-kun, the master of provocation, has failed.”

“Well, I wouldn’t have thought that.” The black-haired captain sighed.

“Thought what?” Bokuto questioned.

“Karasuno’s shrimp is definitely strange and a threat, but in terms of technique and experience he’s like a baby bird. Plus, he’s really short. I never would’ve thought guy with glasses, who’s far taller and much smarter, wouldn’t only think they’re not equal but actually think the shrimp is above his level.”

Sighing for the second time, he rubbed the back of his head before giving you an apologetic look. “Sorry, I pissed off your middle blocker.”

“I don’t think you pissed him off,” you couldn’t exactly say that it’s fine because it’s not your place to do so. “But you did hit a sore spot, Kuroo-san.”

“Otohaku-san, shouldn’t you get going? We’ve hold you long enough from you whatever you want to do.” Akaashi reminded.

“That’s right, then I’ll excuse myself.” You bowed down and walked towards the exit–you immediately retrieve your note before finally helping Yamaguchi with his serves after being held for some time.

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The next day, you’re helping Eri, Kaori, and Yukie cutting watermelons given by the parents from Shinzen High School. Surely, on this hot summer, sweet and cool watermelons would make anyone’s mouth began watering. It was also a great short break for the boys as they enjoy the watermelon while sitting on the grassy hill beside the gym.

“Do you want extras, senpai?” and just like other managers, you distributed the watermelons while asking if the boys wanted seconds or not. This time, you’re offering a few that’s still on your tray to Tanaka, Daichi, and Asahi.

“Ooh, don’t mind if I do, [Name]-chan!” Tanaka reached out for another slice.

“Me too,” after him, Daichi also took a slice from your tray.

“I’m okay with mine for now,” Asahi politely rejected your offer. “How about you eat some too? It’s quite a hot day.”

“I’ll go it after everyone’s seconds are done,” you remarked, intending to circle around the separate crowds for the nth time but Tanaka quickly interrupted.

“Everybody has their share already! I’m sure they don’t mind.” Your upperclassman commented. “Besides, our beautiful manager deserves to have rest!”

“Somehow, it doesn’t correlate…” Asahi muttered, smiling nervously.

At the end, you ended up sitting down beside Asahi and munching on a slice of watermelon. Your upperclassman was right for one thing–enjoying the fruit in a hot summer day was a great way to cool down, you instantly felt refreshed.

“Sorry, by the way.” The four of you looked up to the call, seeing Kuroo approaching and out of blue apologizing. Surely, your upperclassmen were confused with this except you.

“About what?” Daichi questioned.

“I think I might have pissed off your glasses guy yesterday.”

“What?”

To make it clearer, the cat captain sat down with his back towards you and began explaining the situation occurred the other day–you admired how both parties didn’t once interrupt nor getting things heated up, they knew this wasn’t something big and could be resolved by just a simple apology.

“Wow… Tsukishima actually helped out with free practice even if you cornered him into it,” Daichi hummed in understanding.

“Your manager too, but that’s Bokuto’s idea,” you didn’t know why on earth Kuroo decided to brough it up but seeing your upperclassmen were nonchalant about it (except maybe Tanaka, though he was quickly being shut up by Daichi) it’s also not a big deal.

“So, what did you say?”

“I provoked him and said he was going to lose to your shrimp over there.”

“I’ve definitely noticed that Tsukishima seems to feel inferior to Hinata somehow.” Asahi remarked, probably remembering a few words Tsukishima said to him.

“I’m not sure if this is relevant, but my sister mentioned someone tall named Tsukishima also joined the volleyball team during the Little Giant times.” Tanaka mentioned, surely this is new to all of you because Tsukishima wasn’t the type of person who talks about himself much.

Daichi’s head perked up. “Tsukishima has an older brother?”

“Oh, I’m not sure.” Tanaka quickly replied. “They could’ve just had the same last name and not be related. Do you know anything about this, [Name]-chan?”

“I don’t, but if I know, I think it’s not my place to tell since Tsukishima-kun would undoubtedly be annoyed because of it,” you answered, which made Tanaka hummed in agreement.

“Hey, we’re about to start!” Sugawara called out.

You didn’t know about Tsukishima having a sibling or not, however,

“This is just a club. Why do you put so much into it? It’s because you put so much into it that you suffer later.”

You couldn’t help but think it’s somehow related to what he muttered the night before.

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Yet again when the sky softly bathed in orange glow, Karasuno had to pay their losing with penalty–you along with Yachi and Shimizu also Takeda-sensei and Coach Ukai watched as the boys bolted uphill accompanied by yelling (well, this was mostly Hinata, Kageyama, Tanaka, and Nishinoya).

“Here,” you offered a water bottle for Kageyama. He couldn’t even reply a ‘thank you’ from how harshly he was panting and you could only sympathize with him–more than five matches in a day plus penalties were rough.

“Thanks,” the raven-haired boy finally rasped after downing probably a half of the water from the bottle. You also handed him a towel so he could wipe away the sweat dripping down from his temple.

“So, how’s training going?” you finally asked, which triggered a sighed from him.

“No progress.” The frustration was getting to him definitely–while you were only watching for some time since Yachi’s already there to help him, you understood that Kageyama failed more than he succeeded. He knew he was getting nowhere and time was short, if he’s not geared up it will be a problem.

“I can’t give you any helpful advice but I think you should practice under Coach Ukai’s watch,” you mentioned, and Kageyama listened carefully. “He probably has ways that could help you. You couldn’t do this on your own Kageyama-kun, you need guidance.”

Nodding firmly, he replied. “Yeah.”

“I can’t wait to see your toss,” you then added, giving him a smile. “It’s going to be amazing for sure. You did pinpoint toss to Hinata all this time.”

The boy fell silent for a while, and you almost regretted saying those words–did you somehow step on a landmine? Did you piss him off? Did you touch the nerve-

“I promise to get done and you’ll see it.” The negative thoughts were gone from your mind as you stare at those blue eyes filled with determination. You found yourself smiling at his promise.

“I will be waiting then.”

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“Sensei, what do you think of Tsukishima?” Coach Ukai asked your advisor while the five of you were watching the match between Karasuno and Ubugawa.

“I think he’s taking this seriously,” Takeda-sensei answered, although rather confused from the question.

“How about you, Otohaku?” and you didn’t expect to be involve in the conversation also.

“Uhm… he’s doing his work, but lack of effort? I think he’s not giving his all.” you replied but somehow became an unsure question in the end.

“You’re right,” Coach Ukai remarked. “I feel like Tsukishima gets a passing grade but never tries for 100%. I’m not asking for him to become more passionate, but if he’s not going to give his all, I’m gonna have to change regulars. I need players who can win a match on the court. He’s the tallest and essential to the team. If Tsukishima could become a strong blocker, our defense level would go up a lot.”

“I see,” Takeda-sensei nodded in understanding.

Not long into the game after Tsukishima served, there’s a collision between Daichi and Nishinoya for the ball–at first, it was nerve-wracking because if one of them was hurt it could be bad. However, seeing that the two dismissed it as if it was nothing was relieving.

“Everyone’s so motivated.” Yachi commented.

“Everyone’s more motivated now than I’ve ever seen them before,” Shimizu frowned in worry. “But sometimes it’s almost scary. Collisions like the other day can definitely lead to major injuries.”

Another spike went through but received perfectly by Kageyama, the ball bounced to the air and Tanaka was the second one to get it, passing it immediately to Asahi.

“It’s a little short,” you muttered, noticing the ball was hovering near the net–exactly to where Hinata was. From how he’s staring at it, he’s most likely to steal it–but then he tensed up, snapped his head to the side to give Asahi a stare and stayed in his place in the end.

“Let him know the ball is yours.”

You stared as Asahi successfully killed the ball even with three blockers–grinning from how he stole a score and holding them team together so it wouldn’t become lawless. The attempt was enough for you to let your shoulders relaxed.

“Maybe I didn’t need to worry after all.” Shimizu sighed in relief.

Asahi turned to face you, giving you a smile and an outstretched fist–you immediately returned it with the exact same gesture.

[peace-for-levi]

Isabel [Levi Ackerman x GN!Reader]

N.B: heya! if you're scrolling through the tags and thinking, "hey, i have read this before..." chances are you probably have! don't worry, this is not plagiarism. you read that on a - now - deleted blog (i had to restart for reasons i won't go into.) so i am reposting everything now!

synopsis: when levi's wife goes into labour, he has to drop the crude, cold façade he normally holds and be there in their time of need.

tw: possible inaccuracies as i have never been pregnant before LOL, reader is labouring, occasional use of she/her throughout, levi being soft ASF (self-indulgent all the way.)

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You turned your head at the sound of the door and almost immediately, you felt the wintery gust flood through the narrow hallway of your house. You sucked in a breath, but you quickly smiled. After all, your husband had returned to your cosy cottage.

He shut the door behind him, and you saw him lean his head against it, heaving a great sigh. You frowned at how he almost always needed those few seconds to just process everything in his head before turning to face you. You instinctively brought a hand down to your swollen tummy - was this a good decision after all? Having a baby in these troubling, turbulent times?

But then he turned around again to face you and his face was illuminated by the amber-coloured light of the oil lamp. He saw you stirring the steaming pot of stew and his steely gaze softened immediately.

He smiled.

Don’t be silly, you chastised yourself for such thoughts, he’s happy with us.

Of course he was. He could calm down instantly looking at you. He walked over and shrugged off his forest green cloak and placed it on the counter next to you. War-torn hands reaching out and cupping your cheeks, he pressed his lips to your forehead. You felt his calloused thumbs rub against your temples and you leaned into his touch. Immediately his hands fell to your tummy and rubbed in circles.

“Dinner smells good,” he whispers softly against your lips, “how was your day?”

Dinner did smell good; nothing could beat some beef stew after a long day with your cast iron kettle hanging over the fire, right? He couldn’t wait until your bellies were filled and he could cosy up with you in front of the fire with a cup of black tea in his hand.

Your smile grew wider when he sank to his knees and nuzzled against your tummy. You were probably going to give birth in the next week or two. You lowered your right hand and allowed it to tread through his raven locks, your other hand still stirring to prevent any sticking to your pot.

“Eh…” you huffed out.

Levi pulled back for a bit. “Had an ‘eh’ day myself… What’s troubling you?”

“Just very crampy today and my back is killing me. Why did you have an ‘eh’ day?”

You almost laughed when you heard Levi’s heavy sigh, and it was a long sigh too. He closed his eyes as he recounted the disaster at HQ but… what with the amount of grief Levi had been through, there was very little that could faze him now.

Still, when he recounted to you that Hange accidentally launched one of their new projects - a thunder spear - into HQ and close to his office at that - while he was drinking his tea! - obviously he would be pretty livid. All that was destroyed in the fires of the aftermath were two bedrooms and a storage room, and thankfully no lives were lost, but he wasn’t going to forgive Hange for a while after this. You had to give him credit for his composure.

“I miss Hange, even in spite of these incidents.” You spoke.

You hadn’t seen Hange since you were discharged by Erwin at three months. Well, you had waved at her in the streets when you did your shopping for you and Levi and you might converse briefly, but she was always too busy to stop by for a chat. She did, however, say she’d be present for the birth.

“I bet he’d get along with Hange.”

“Still sure we’re having a boy?” your husband asked.

You yawned as exhaustion began to consume you more and more. “Yeah, he is giving me a lot of trouble like how his father used to.” You teased.

Levi only muttered something under his breath, and you weren’t quite sure what it was. He leaned back a bit and extended his index finger. “Oi, stop giving your mother a hard time. She’s tired.”

Another yawn. “I am, actually. I might pass on dinner tonight and just head to bed.”

Levi stood up again and eyed you curiously; wasn’t like you to skip dinner but he thought nothing of it. He mentioned he’d save some for you and with a chaste kiss to your lips, you made your way upstairs.

You opened the creaky, wooden door to your shared bedroom and when you disrobed, you rooted around for a clean nightgown in your drawers. You groaned as another sharp pain radiated around your lower back and pelvic area. You held onto the edge of the drawers with a white-knuckle grip. You had gotten cramps here and there before throughout your pregnancy, but these were just all-consuming. A few more whimpers and a few deep breaths though, and they subsided.

Hmm, weird, there’s no way it’s time already? I’m still a week or two early, you said to yourself. If he wants to come now, what will happen… would he be healthy?

You shook your head and made your way over to the bed, propping yourself up with a few pillows. It wasn’t long before Levi came into the room too with a candle in his hand before placing it down on his desk. As he removed his shirt, the dull light illuminated and highlighted his defined body. You smiled dozily at him and you were fast asleep before he could even climb into bed.

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Awaking in the middle of the night with your husband’s arms wrapped around you was always a treat. He didn’t always sleep, and when he did, it was poor. But whenever his arms snaked around your chest with one hand resting on your tummy, you knew he was sleeping well. It gave you a chance to look at his unguarded and peaceful countenance.

You woke up with a feeling of heartburn that was hard to ignore so you decided a drink of water might be a good idea. You made your way downstairs, careful not to wake your sleeping husband. Leaning against the countertop once you reached the kitchen, you fetched yourself a glass of water and began to sip slowly.

Gulping the last bit down, you placed the glass in a sink and walked towards the stairs again… until you felt a gush of warm liquid flow down your legs.

Oh, crap!

You peered down at the pool of fluid between your legs that was now pooling in your hallway. Your mind froze and all you could do was stare for a few seconds.

“U-uh… Levi?!” you shrieked.

You heard a large thud from upstairs when he landed less than gracefully - unceremoniously, even - after jumping from your bed and he was quick to scurry down the stairs at the yell.

“What the hell?! Are you ok--?”

He stopped when his bare feet splashed against the pool of fluids between you both.

“Oh, my?” he questioned and peered down. “Is it that time already?”

You only blinked at his calmness at the situation. How was he not freaking out?! Your fingers moved to clench your soaking gown. He reached for your hands and walked you towards the front door. He stopped for a few seconds as he scratched his head in thought.

“Levi?!” you screeched at his silence.

He had to stay as calm as possible. It was something he was well used to, being a good captain and all. But it was so different in this situation. Seeing you panic like this and the gravity of the situation made him almost lose his composure. He was able to keep everything well hidden beneath his steely exterior and this was all because he was good at analysing typically abnormal situations.

This wasn’t a situation like this. All he had to do was be a supportive husband for you.

As he hurried down the stairs again, the realization dawned on him again.

Was this actually happening? Were you two going to be parents? Could you two do this?

Well, it was not like you had a choice now.

“Come, let’s get moving.” He said, holding you with one hand by the small of your back.

He assisted you back up the stairs as fast as your body would allow, but once you got to the bathroom just a few metres shy of your bedroom, that’s when you felt everything tighten and your breath became lodged in your throat. Your legs buckled as your hands gripped onto the architrave. Levi was quick to descend with you and hold your hand. A pained groan escaped your lips and you heard deep breaths beside you.

“Deep breaths, you can do it, [F/n]...” he said as he rubbed your back in circles. He tried to do deep breathing with you, taking long, exaggerated breaths. All to feel you a little less alone or too lost in your own pain.

It wasn’t the worst pain you had experienced - you were a former veteran of the Scouts after all - but that didn’t make the feeling pleasant either.

He propped up all the pillows to give you ample support and he placed a hand on your shin, gesturing you to keep your legs open. It seemed that the next contraction seemed to be taking its time, so he made the decision to alert the neighbours. This was a plan Levi had made with them a few months ago, that he’d call next door and ask them to go rush to the nurses and for Hange. Luckily for you two, HQ was no more than a five-minute walk away.

After slipping into a dress shirt and black slacks, he ran down the stairs and hopped over the wall to your neighbour. It was close to midnight now, but hopefully they’d be awake… If not, he’d have to leave you alone by yourself and that was not an option.

He rapped on the door and even called out to them, before knocking again. Thankfully, the middle-aged man and his wife seemed to be up and were quick to open the door.

Perhaps Levi looked a bit more flustered than he thought he did. Then again, as someone so composed all the time, any change in composure screamed out.

“Captain Levi? Is everything alright?” the wife asked.

Levi inhaled sharply. Damn, he was getting stressed already. If they were to shine the oil lamp up to his face, they would be able to see the sweat beading at his brows and how his pupils had narrowed from the intensity of the situation. “[F/n] has gone into labour, earlier than we expected. She needs the nurses a-and Hange--” Fuck, was he stuttering from it all? “I can’t leave her alone to get them and-”

The wife who was probably a good three inches shorter than him looked up at him and passed him a soft smile; a reassuring smile. She had been through all this before. She knew the chaos involved but knew the best thing he could be was a pillar of support for you. She placed her hands on his shoulders and got her to look at him. Normally he’d shrug off any physical contact from anyone that wasn’t you, but his mind was spiralling, and he was doing his best to hide it.

“Levi, it’s okay. Dear, you go get the nursing staff and Hange, okay?” she called out to her husband who had already saddled up in the meantime and taken off. “My husband will be back soon. Let me get you a few things.”

Levi tapped his foot impatiently as she pattered around the house for a bit. She came back with a bag of rags, towels and some knitted clothes.

“It’s important you stay calm, okay? What do you think you’ll have?”

Levi shrugged as he nodded his thanks. “I don’t know, of course, but [F/n] reckons we’ll have a boy.”

“Hmm… I think you’ll have a daughter!” she beamed.

Levi began to head out the door again. “Look, thank you so much for everything.”

“Best of luck, Levi,” she wished with a gleeful smile, “and congratulations.”

Levi nodded with the bag and headed back up the stairs of his home. He burst through the door of your bedroom and was immediately at your side again. He dropped the bag down at your bedside and reached for your hand. He caught you just in time for another contraction. You tried to steady yourself, but you cried out once more and gripped onto the blankets as another contraction overwhelmed you. You hastily grabbed a pillow and cried into it, trying to muffle your cries. Okay, it was official, this was the worst pain you had felt thus far, and all Levi could do was stare helplessly.

It’s not like he could do much. He couldn’t take away the pain from you, but by god, he wished he could. He’d deliver the child if biologically possible, anything to not see you in so much agony. But every time a contraction died away, you would re-emerge and tackle this again with an ungodly amount of strength.

And he couldn’t be prouder of you in these agonizing yet awe-inspiring moments.

You lowered your pillow when you vaguely heard the crowd of nurses patter into the room and everything kicked off. The lead nurse stated she’d be the main overseer to everything. At times, Levi’s mind flitted in and out of the conversation at hand from the nurses. His stare glossed over occasionally, and you couldn’t exactly decipher what it was he was feeling. Whatever it was he was feeling, he hid it well. He absent-mindedly rubbed the small of your back hoping you’d relax as the nurse checked your cervix. His ears perked up once he heard the number ‘three.’

“Three centimetres, seven to go, I reckon.”

“OOH, SEVEN?! HOW EXCITING!” a voice from outside screeched and Levi’s face fell flat. The bespectacled brunette burst through the door. “THAT’S SO FEW!”

“Hange.” Levi barked. He said nothing but his gaze said, be quiet now. “If you’re not gonna be helpful to [F/n], you can leave out the door you came in.”

“Sorry, sorry,” she aired as she rushed over to the other side of your bed and sat on top. “How are you doing, [f/n]? Anything I can do?” she asked. At first you shook your head, but when she mentioned that she brought a few scented candles to help soothe you - or at the very least, keep a gentle ambiance going - you perked up. “Okay, I’ll go light them. Levi, do you have any matches?”

“In the high cupboard left to the sink.” He said and she scurried down.

“Fuck… Levi, it’s happening again…” you groaned as you tossed your head back.

“I have you.” He reminded. He loosened his hand so you could squeeze it. With each contraction came a pain that dominated your entire being. In those moments, for those seconds that stretched into infinity, there was nothing else. Every contraction seemed to hurt more than before, and you would be left panting and almost delirious for a few seconds. Everything melted into the background when a contraction came; the nurses melted to nothing as did their encouraging cries.

But you remained grounded to Levi. He held your hand with every contraction and his lips were pressed to your sweaty temple. While you could only vaguely hear his encouraging words, he was still there and encouraging you to breathe deeply through it all, even if it hardly did anything to alleviate the pain.

“How much longer will this take?”

“She progressed quickly enough to get to the three so it may not take too long. Though it could just as easily be another few hours, or even well into tomorrow. I’m sorry, there’s no way of knowing.” The nurse replied.

Levi only nodded. He just wanted you to be okay and to make this as pain-free as possible. Hange came back in with the matches and began to light a few candles.

As time passed, your head fell. The contractions kept coming but you weren’t progressing as fast as you thought. By the time the second hour rolled by, you had only made it to four centimetres. You were reminded that you’d know when to push.

Levi couldn’t stand to see you in so much pain.

“Is there anything we can do?” he asked, now getting slightly panicked.

The nurse smiled sadly, knowing there was only so much they could do. “[F/n], how about a walk out in the fresh air?” she offered.

Levi peered over at you. Within the past two hours, he had acquired a basin and wet cloth, and was dabbing it occasionally on your forehead. “How about it?” he asked, repeating the motion of it as you lifted your head up again to receive his touch.

“If I walk down those stairs, I don’t think I’ll make it back up…” you huffed.

Hange had taken to holding your other hand too. Levi’s initial glare at her excitement seemed to do the trick and she was very helpful. Perhaps more proactive than the nurses. Then again, she was your best friend; she probably wanted to do everything under the sun.

“A bath may help?” Hange perked up. “Warm water and all?” to which you nodded.

Levi stood and pulled you up. Before you may have walked upright and with your back straight, but now you walked totally hunched over. He ordered for someone - anyone who could get there fastest - to draw a bath. A few stayed behind in the bedroom, taking turns supervising you.

Levi walked you towards the bathroom and unbuttoned your nightgown. With an ‘arms up’ command, he had it off you quickly and you were left in just your bra. He lowered you into the bath and you sat in the middle of the tub. He questioned why you weren’t going to lean back and that was when you asked him to come into the bath with you. He wasn’t going to fight you in the moment and rushed back to the bedroom and put on a pair of (swimming) shorts… or shorts he had no issue getting wet. Within mere seconds, he lowered himself into the bath and wrapped his legs loosely around your waist, his chest firm against your back. He began to rub your arms up and down and leaned over to press a kiss to your cheek.

“You’re doing so well.” He said. His tone lowered to a whisper when he heard you begin to weep. “Hey, hey, hey… What’s wrong? Ah-- Hange, can you go get us a basin?” he asked. Your face paled a little and he shouted for the Titan scientist to hurry as another contraction washed over you.

“L-Levi, I don’t feel right…”

“Hange!” he barked for the third time.

You brought a hand up to your mouth and expelled whatever food had been inside you from before. The pain of this contraction was so intense you had thrown up. Levi swept a thumb across your chin and Hange came in with a basin, and you spilled the rest into it. In fact, you threw up twice more. The bitter taste in your mouth left you feeling all disgusting and ‘icky’, and you let out a choked sob of frustration. Your body had you rocking back and forth on its own accord, trying to move with the pain so to speak, letting out pained groans through gnashed teeth.

Levi leaned you forward and began to rub your lower back. “Breathe. You gotta breathe, [f/n], come on.”

You shook your head as you wailed, almost sounding like you were giving in. “I can’t! It’s too much, Levi!”

“Hey,” he called gently. “Sniff the flowers,” he commanded and paused to breathe in, “and blow out the candles” and he exhaled. “You can do that for me?”

You weren’t sure about how the silly visual cue helped you at all, but you also knew Levi wasn’t going to quit saying it until you did what he told you to do. After a few deep breaths, you calmed down and your contraction died away. Levi continued to rub your lower back, offering whispered words of encouragement.

“Gosh, Shorty, aren’t you such a sweetie?” Hange jeered.

“Go away, Four Eyes.”

The contractions came and went, growing more and more intense. Levi sometimes opted to swish the water down and forth or turn on the tap, to give you something else to focus on. You weren’t sure how long you two stayed in the bath, but Levi helped lift you out once the water had gotten cold. Hange went to relight the candles, pillows were propped back up and you were moved back to your bedroom, to do the whole thing all over again.

And frankly, you weren’t sure how long you could hold on for. It was unbearable. As the hours ticked by until the wee morning, you were losing your strength.

“I’m sorry.” Levi mumbled as he kissed your matted hair.

“It hurts so much. I’m so tired.” You whispered, your voice dry and hoarse.

Levi looked up at the nurse and then over at the small clock on your bedside lock. Seven in the morning, so you had been labouring for seven hours, if not more if you were experiencing smaller contractions before your water broke.

How he ached to take all your pain away from you; to shoulder it all and save you from this agony. You both knew it would be worth it at the end, but the process of getting there was no doubt painful.

“You’re doing well. It’ll all be over soon, won’t it?” he asked and looked at the nurse.

“I’ll go see how far you are,” she said, softly. You let your legs widen as she did another cervical exam. You flinched a bit as you felt her gloved fingers inside. She gasped. “My, you’re almost there. Easily nine centimetres!”

For the first time in a couple hours, you felt genuine relief amidst all the chaos and pain.

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Levi had sent the nurses and Hange downstairs an hour later, telling them they were free to help themselves to food stored in your cupboards. They had been crowding around you both for over eight hours now, they deserved a break too. You were fine with your husband sitting through your contractions with you, especially when you only had a centimetre or two left.

That was when you felt an excruciating pain down below, unlike anything you had felt all evening. Levi was at your side in seconds.

“What is it?”

“Hnnn!” you groaned out. This was it. This had to be it, the feeling the nurses told you about. An overwhelming amount of pressure was building between your legs and you let out a guttural noise. “Get Hange and the nurses.”

“Wait, is time? Now-”

“Get the fucking nurse, Levi!” you yelled, and he ran down to fetch them.

The pressure had your hips swaying into position, it was almost unbearable to refrain from pushing. The pain had your whole body trembling. Levi arrived back in with the nurses and you opened your legs at the lead nurse’s command. Your husband was sitting by your side once more, lacing his fingers with yours.

“I see a head! And plenty of hair too! The baby has moved into the birth canal. I need you to push on the next contraction.” She explained.

You heaved in massive strokes, starting to lose your breath. You were completely worn out now, body and mind. You all waited with bated breaths for the next contraction to hit. You took in a massive breath when you felt that familiar pain come back again. Your stomach tightened - everything tightened - as a scream ripped out from your throat.

“You have got to push harder, [f/n].” The nurse urged. Hange came in, sitting on the bed and shuffled onto the bed to hold your other hand.

You shook your head. There was no way you could, you were so depleted of energy.

“You can do this.” Your husband said.

“I can’t! You have to do it for me!” you wept into his arms.

“I would if I could.” He assured you.

The nurse called for your attention. “The next time you push, tuck your chin into your chest and push as though you got to do a number two. But push very hard.”

You blinked frantically. “Wait, what if I do poop?”

“That means you’re pushing right!” Hange cheered.

This entire conversation made Levi grimace, and it took every ounce of self-control to not cringe.

The final contraction hit and with whatever strength you could muster, you pushed through with a shrill cry. The baby began to crown, the hot stretching of flesh almost making you want to stop but you had to keep pushing through. You felt the head leave your body and you pushed through the rest of your contraction. You held onto Levi’s hand with such force he was pretty sure you could have broken it. And he would have taken it.

And then the pain left your body finally.

Tiny cries pierced the air.

Levi tilted your head back and his lips crashed against yours in a kiss that carried so many emotions with it; love, adoration, pride, elation and gratitude. He kissed you again and once more while your baby was being wrapped up. One of the extra nurses moved to clean you up and help deliver the placenta.

“A girl, congratulations.” The nurse whispered. Hange cracked a toothy grin, but she knew to step back and leave you two to have your moment.

You looked down at your wrapped-up little miracle, falling in-love instantly. Had her father’s hair and gunmetal eyes, but your eye shape and complexion. She also had your chin too. Your index finger rubbed against her plump cheeks and almost began to whimper again but with a few gentle hushes from you, she settled down once more. She was probably hungry too.

“She looks so much like you…” you whispered, looking up at your husband. The nurses and Hange took this as their cue to leave. Levi’s eyes had completely glossed over with a newfound vulnerable expression that you had never seen before. You could tell he was just itching to hold her, so as gently as you could, you shuffled over to the side to allow Levi to relax into the headrest. “Here, Levi.”

Your little girl was placed into his arms and a calloused thumb immediately went to trace under her eyes and around her cheeks, her forehead; everywhere. A swell of emotions overcame him like a tsunami crashing against the shoreline and he shut his eyes, tears flowing down his pallid cheeks and he made no effort to stop them. His lower lips trembled, and minute whimpers escaped his lips, but he was desperately clawing at whatever composure he had left to try to piece himself back together.

But he could cry, his daughter was here. He was a father now; he could be as emotional as he liked, and no one would care.

“Isabel.” You said, gently, and Levi nodded at the suggestion.

Levi’s thumb moved to his daughter’s fist and her fingers latched around it instantly, bringing his thumb to her mouth and began to suck. He let out a soft chuckle. “I think she’s hungry.”

“I bet she is.” You said, reaching out and taking a hold of her once more. The baby began to wriggle, and her arms broke free from the blanket, beginning to fuss. You lowered one side of your nightgown and held your daughter against your breast. She latched after a few seconds and by god was it uncomfortable. The feeling had you biting your lower lip in discomfort, but you just had to grin and bear it.

The three of you sat in silence for another half hour or so as you nursed your baby when you heard a knock on the door. Hange peeked her head around and smiled widely at you both.

“Shhh.” Levi was quick to say.

Hange tiptoed in. “I may have bought a few visitors…”

The raven-haired man’s face fell flat. “How many?”

And in came all of Levi’s newest squad and Erwin. He face-palmed at the noise and shrugged off his blazer to cover you and your daughter.

“Is this a bad time, Levi?”

“Yes, it’s a bad time. She’s barely been born a half hour and--”

“I KNEW IT WOULD BE A GIRL! TAKE THAT, MISTER DEATH WISH!” you heard come from outside the room. You only sighed softly.

“I tried to keep those two out of this,” Erwin mentioned as he walked over to the two of you. You removed your baby from your breast and buttoned up your nightgown again. The blonde smiled in pure adoration. “She’s so precious. Congratulations, Levi, [F/n].”

“Thank you, Erwin.” He replied and you nodded your thanks.

In your half-asleep state, you began to nurse again in front of everyone, not bothering to cover up. Levi sighed heavily and moved to cover you up again before you came through.

“Sir, we can call back later if you want.” Eren piped up, walking over to stand by his superior.

“It’s okay, Eren, this is natural. I don’t mind, provided you don’t stare too much.”

“I mind?!” Levi cried. With your free hand, you rested it on his hand. He took a deep breath and sighed. “Fine. You can stay, Jaeger. All of you can.”

Sasha and Connie were next to try to squeeze onto your too small bed for nine extra people.

“I brought her some potatoes!” she chimed and handed one to you. You had to politely explain that babies probably won’t eat until four months at the earliest. And even then, it would only be baby gloop and mushy foods. Not steamed potatoes.

Connie peaked over Levi’s shoulder. “Do you mind?” Levi asked him rhetorically.

“Nope,” he answered swiftly and saluted. On the wrong side. “Sir, why does it look squishy and ugly?”

And then ensued a fiery debate from everyone in the room (apart from Erwin) on why you shouldn’t call babies squishy and ugly, especially in front of their parents. Especially if one of those parents was one Levi Ackerman. But amidst all the commotion, both you and your baby were tuckered out. Levi was surprised that he saw you dozing off in spite of all the ruckus and that your baby was suckling away on nothing.

The short man may have had his doubts before Isabel was born but looking at everyone around here right now - being so chaotic and noisy, but so full of happiness and pride for you both - made all those negative thoughts wash away.

It took a bit of shuffling and squeaking of military boots, but eventually everyone was kicked out by Levi. He looked back fondly at you two, both of you sound asleep.

He would promise you both a normal, peaceful, family life one day. Even if he had to lay down his life doing it.

Because every doubt, struggle, emotional outburst, hormonal-fuelled argument led you both to this, and he would not trade it for the world.

This was his purpose; protect his beautiful wife and precious daughter.

And maybe one day, in the distant future, he would be able to spend more time with you two. In a world without Titans. In a world that was peaceful.

But for now, he had a small serving - a slice - of peace at home and he couldn’t wait to navigate this new chapter of his life with you.

[battinscn]

SLUGHORN'S DETENTION — regulus black x slytherin! f! reader

content warning: fluff/ angst bcus you know, it's reg, and he's emo

summary: when you’re partnered with sirius black for a potions project, you quickly learn that he’s a closed-off person. but you start to properly bond with him one evening when professor slughorn serves the both of you detention.

wc/ avg. reading time: 1273 words/ 6 minutes

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"GOOD MORNING CLASS!" professor slughorn greeted rather over-enthusiastically as he entered the potions classroom.

"we're going to be starting your potions practical for your OWLs today."

the year 5 slytherins let out groans in response.

excited chatters started to fill the room as the students began to choose their partners.

"...that i have assigned for you," slughorn held out the seating chart in his hands and began to read off it.

"...that i have assigned for you," slughorn held out the seating chart in his hands and began to read off it.

"snape and rosier....wilkes with avery....rodolphus lestrange and mulciber....malfoy and narcissa black....and lastly regulus black with y/l/n. now hurry along! chop chop!" the professor waved his hand at the students.

"um hey," y/n smiled at the raven haired boy who was sitting by one of the benches at the back alone.

the boy didn't even lift his head up to look at her, instead, his eyes stayed glued on his potions textbook, not even bothering to reply to the girl.

"right..." y/n pursed a smile as she awkwardly took the seat next to regulus.

"flip your textbooks to page 394, read the instructions then you can start brewing your potions."

"everlasting elixirs," y/n read the title of the chapter.

"i xir do hope we brew this correctly," y/n lightly nudged regulus with her elbow, the boy merely glared at her.

tough crowd eh.

"i can go get the ingredients if-"

regulus shot up from his stool and made his way to the shelf at the side of the classroom where the ingredients were stored.

"or i guess you could too," y/n mumbled.

regulus came back with a huff as he dropped the ingredients on the table.

for the rest of the lesson, y/n and regulus worked in silence, the girl cutting up the ingredients while the boy stirred the cauldron.

when professor slughorn finally dismissed the class, y/n let out a breath of relief.

"oh my godric that was the most awkward 2 hours of my life," y/n whispered complained to narcissa as the two made their way to the great hall.

"he's just really reserved, i'm sure he'll warm up to you as the year continues," narcissa tried to justify her cousin's closed-offness.

"well i hope so," y/n sighed.

but much to y/n's dismay, regulus did not in fact open up to her. potions classes were always spent with the two slytherins working on their own, only coming together to collaborate when they absolutely have to.

no matter how hard y/n tried to get to know him, he just seemed to block her out as much as he could.

"miss y/l/n, mr black, detention tonight after dinner," professor slughorn eyed the two down.

"wait what? we- we didn't even do anything," y/n protested.

"but professor-" regulus spoke up but was quickly cut off.

"both of you. detention, tonight." he repeated himself before walking off to check how the other students were doing.

y/n and regulus both groaned and rolled their eyes.

"we didn't even do anything, what climbed up his ass and died today?" y/n whined, resting her head in her hands as she continued scribbling down notes on her parchment.

regulus let out a small chuckle at her remark.

that was the first and only time in the two months they'd been partners she'd ever heard him chuckle.

y/n lifted her head up to see if it was all just in her head, but the regulus black did indeed just chuckle.

y/n smiled at the boy, and he surprisingly returned it.

maybe regulus was warming up to her after all.

"i'll see you at detention later?" y/n asked as they packed up their things, regulus nodded lightly.

y/n practically skipped out of the classroom hooking arms with narcissa.

"he smiled! he actually smiled" she squealed.

"i told you he'd warm up to you," the two-coloured haired girl giggled at y/n.

after dinner, y/n dragged her feet to the potions classroom, where she was met with regulus who was leaning against the wall, waiting for professor slughorn to arrive.

y/n and the boy shared a quick glance and nodded to acknowledge each other's presence.

"ah! punctual as always you two, come along!" professor hurried down the hallway and unlocked the door to his classroom, ushering the students in.

y/n and regulus sat separately, each at their own bench.

"i don't mean to be disrespectful professor, but why are we here? regulus and i weren't causing trouble in class," y/n frowned.

"well ms y/l/n, mr black, the reason why i paired the class up into groups was so that all of you would work together, and i have noticed that you two are the only ones who don't talk to each other. at all. which defeats the whole purpose of a group project, so i want the two of you to spend this detention session to bond. any questions?"

y/n raised up her hand.

"yes ms y/l/n?"

"can we leave now?"

"ha ha very funny, i have a teachers meeting to attend to and i will be placing a locking charm on the door so don't even try. have fun!" the professor clasped his hands together as he left the classroom.

regulus drummed his fingers on the table.

"so..." y/n broke the silence in the room.

"so..." he repeated.

"why...why do you not like me?" y/n blurted out.

"i never said that?" his eyes narrow slits.

"um yea you do, i've spent the last two months trying to befriend you and you quite literally ignore the shit out of me," y/n scoffed.

"i just..i'm not used to making friends, i never had to because i never wanted to."

"doesn't it get lonely?"

"yea i guess," he shrugged, playing with the rings on his fingers.

y/n stood up from where she was sitting, then walked over to the bench regulus was at and scooted over next to him.

"hey, i'm y/n," she stuck out her hand to the boy.

"i'm regulus," the boy chuckled as he shook her hand.

"nice to meet you," y/n grinned.

the next two hours flew past like nothing.

they chatted about everything and anything.

the two also realised they had a lot more in common than they thought.

they had the same taste in literature, were fans of quidditch, regulus being a seeker himself, and both enjoyed astronomy lessons.

their conversation was soon interrupted when the door clicked open and professor slughorn walked in.

"you two got to know each other better i hope," he raised his eyebrows, seeing the two slytherins that were initially sitting on opposite sides of the classroom now barely inches apart.

the students nodded their heads in response.

"very well, good night you two, better head back to your dorms," he dismissed the two and sat by his desk.

y/n picked up her bag off the floor and slung it over her shoulder, about to walk off when she felt a cold hand on her forearm.

"um hey y/n?"

"hmm?"

"do you wanna um..go to hogsmeade with me on saturday?"

"on a date?"

"if...you want it to," he shrugged.

"i'd like that, goodnight regulus," the girl placed a small kiss on his cheek and hurried out of the classroom.

a small blush rose to regulus' cheeks as he collected his things and walked swiftly towards the exit.

professor slughorn leaned back into his chair, a smug look on his face.

if there was anything he loved more than hosting dinner parties, was playing matchmaker.

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