#that's the last book I've got with me. i almost brought a book on deep time and i DIDN'T

[w2soneshots]

Kiss the bride -W2S

Words: 1.0k+

Warnings: sex references.

In which you and Harry enjoy the best day of your life’s with your closest friends and family.

a/n: hi lovelies! I’m so glad I got this request since I’ve been wanting to do a bog wedding fic!! Harry is such a private person when it comes to his love life so I know that he’d want a very private wedding, so that’s what I wrote🤗. Enjoy🤍🫶🏼 (honeymoon part 2 here)

Today I'm finally getting married to the love of my life, Harry Lewis. We haven't spoken since last night since we're staying in separate hotels so I'm excited to finally see him. I'm currently getting ready with the girls and he's most likely stressing out while Tobi attempts to calm him down.

My bridesmaids are: Talia, Freya and Faith. I don't have many good friends other than them and I've known Talia for years, I actually introduced her to Simon. They were so excited when I asked them to be my bridesmaids. I did it with a white box that read 'be my bridesmaid?' On the lid containing a cute robe that had their names embroidered on the back, slippers, a face mask and some chocolate. Harry just casually asked Ethan, Calfreezy and his brother, they were also very excited but definitely not as ecstatic as the girls.

Me and Harry didn't want a hug wedding since it's such a hassle and can cause a lot of stress so we are only having our closest friends and family along with Herb because duh. The ceremony starts at one so I have to be ready by twelve. The girls rushed around, getting themselves ready and my made of honour Talia was constantly making sure I was ok.

All three girls cried when I walked out with my dress on. They'd seen it before when we went dress shopping but this was different. "I can't believe you're actually getting married!" Freya tried desperately not to ruin her makeup as tears pricked her eyes. "Girls stop, you're gonna make me cry!" I walked towards them to pull them into a group hug.

"I need to calm down." I took deep breaths. "I have an idea!" Faith leaped from her seat to grab the speaker Talia had brought. Suddenly 'Unwritten' began playing. I smiled and we all held hands in a little circle, singing our hearts out.

"Reaching for something in the distance. So close you can almost taste it. Release your inhibitions. Feel the rain on your skin. No one else can feel it for you. Only you can let it in. No one else, no one else. Can speak the words on your lips. Drench yourself in words unspoken. Live your life with arms wide open. Today is where your book begins. The rest is still unwritten!"

Once my nerves had calmed I looked at my girls. "Ok now I'm ready." They all smiled bright. Talia had a light pink, long, off the shoulder dress on. Freya wore a pastel green dress with her hair up. And Faith wore a stunning silky blue dress with some small matching heels. They all looked beautiful. We picked up our bouquets then made our way outside.

The ceremony was finished within ten minutes. Me and Harry didn't care that much about the actual ceremony. All eyes were on us and Harry absolutely hates being the centre of attention so we shared our vows, said "I do.", kissed then got ready to party.

We went off to take some photos before I got changed into a long, white, tight fitted dress. "You're fucking married!" Talia shook my shoulders. "I know! I can't believe it." I replied, also shaking her.

Once we sat down and had eaten our food the speeches began. Talia started. "Hello!" she stood in front of everyone. "I've known y/n since I can remember. And I've loved her since the day she let me borrow her special purple lipgloss, in primary school." I giggled. "I was so excited for her when she told me she'd met someone. And I'm so happy that he finally asked her to marry him. Since it's been long awaited." She winked at me. "Thank you for giving me the honour of being your best friend, and I promise I'll always be here if you need to complain about Harry's video game screams." Everyone burst out laughing.

Next up was Ethan, Harry's best man. "Good afternoon everyone. For those of you that don't know me, my name's Ethan and after all these years it's nice that Harry has finally admitted that I'm the best man!" Harry raised his brows. Ethan continued. "We all know that Harry's really hot so y/n is a very lucky woman," I choked out a laugh. "To be completely honest I'm really glad Harry found someone a great as y/n, and I wish you all the best!" I smiled then everyone clapped.

Finally the party started. The music played, I danced till my feet hurt and it genuinely felt like the best day of my life. When the music began to slow down everyone found their partners. Me and Harry swayed with my head resting on his shoulder and his arm wrapped around my back. "So, was today as awful as you thought?" I asked quietly. He chuckled. "no, definitely not. You've been here the entire time stealing the attention." He replied. I pulled my head back to look at him. "What's that supposed to mean?" "Because you look so beautiful." He said like it was blatantly obvious. "Oh. You're to cute." I placed my head back on his shoulder.

The night went on until eventually people began heading back to their hotels. Harry and I walked back to our airbnb with the biggest smiles on our faces. "Wow." I gawked at the beautiful home. Since we stayed in hotels last night this was the first time we were properly seeing it.

"I wonder how many people have done it in that hot tub?" Harry said as we walked outside. I turned with a disgusted look on my face. "Ew." "Maybe we should make it one more?" Harry joked. I lightly slapped him on the chest. "I'm to tired." I lent myself into him. "Me too. Plus we have the whole honeymoon to have mind blowing sex." Harry wrapped his arms around me. I chuckled. I'm the happiest I have ever been.

[essektheylyss]

trying to read chapter 9 of House of Leaves like "something's about to be haunting YOUR fucking house, Mark"

[kvtie444]

⋆‧₊˚ TEACHERS PET .6

summary: Reader has a new teacher and finds herself falling for him blahblahblah teachers pet by melanie vibes xoxo this ones a rollercoasterrrrr

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I found myself in a state of stress, perched on the edge of tears, surrounded by the chaos of my bedroom. Tonight was the much-anticipated date with Matt, and the looming question of what to wear weighed heavily on my mind. After researching the place, a boujee sushi spot with a dress code, I finally settled on a white mini dress. Its front cutout detail with a small drawstring and long mesh sleeves seemed to strike the perfect balance. Slipping into my heels, I took a deep breath before facing the mirror.

In an effort to maintain a low profile, Matt had booked an Uber for me, a wise move to avoid being seen by fellow students. As the Uber arrived, I got in, offering a smile to the driver. With every passing moment, my heartbeat intensified, reaching a crescendo as we pulled up to the restaurant. Stepping out, my heels clacked against the floor as I looked up to see Matt by the lobby. He sported a black knit jumper and black bottoms, a silver chain peeking out beneath. He looked unreal.

Our eyes locked, and a smirk formed on his lips as he walked toward me. "Shit," he chuckled to himself, enveloping me in a tight hug, gently swaying me. "What?" I laughed against his chest, pulling away to look at him. His hands rested on my waist, mine around his shoulders, keeping us close. "You're so fucking beautiful," his gaze seemingly mesmerised by my presence. I smiled, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "All you, handsome," I whispered, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips. Pulling away, I noticed a smudge of my lipstick on him, wiping it with my thumb and letting it linger on his bottom lip for a moment. His hands moved lower to my hips.

"Come on," I said, playfully smacking his cheek and taking his hand. He led me to our table, pulling out my chair. Sitting down, I couldn't help but admire the beautiful restaurant. I heard him breathe out a laugh, and I turned my gaze back to him, puzzled. "What are you thinking about?" he asked, looking into my eyes. Those moments never failed to give me butterflies. I bit my cheek before speaking up, "I've just never been to a restaurant this nice, or a date for that matter, in fact," I admitted. He cocked his head slightly, surprised. "No guys have tried taking you out?" he asked. I shook my head, "All college boys think a date is sitting in their car listening to shitty trap music." He laughed, and I couldn't help but feel a bit like melting into a puddle at the sound.

The waiter came by, and we ordered our sushi platters and he brought our drinks. "When was your last date, then?" Matt asked me, sipping his drink. I screwed my face, smiling slightly, almost cringing, "Over a year ago. I've never really been in an actual committed relationship at all," I confessed, biting my lip in embarrassment. He gave me a half-smile, silently circling the rim of his glass with his pointer finger - odd. "You?" I asked. He looked up at me, licked his lips, and sighed. "I was engaged three years ago, found out she was cheating on me with her boss, saw some other people, and my last date was probably around four months ago," he revealed. oh. My jaw almost dropped, a wave of sadness washing over me. I had been tutored by him just four months ago, and he was engaged? Was he fully over her, or was I just a rebound?

"Y/n?"

I blinked and looked back up to Matt. Forcing a smile, I tried to brush off the awkwardness. "How was your day?" I changed the topic. "Good, now what's wrong?" he replied sternly. I sighed, not wanting to appear insecure in front of him. I didn't want him to see me as some immature girl, like his student. Taking a deep breath, I asked, "Where do you see this going? Us?" I looked anywhere but his eyes. A warm hand placed itself on top of mine, and I looked at Matt. "Y/n, I really like you. When you ghosted me, it drove me crazy. I mean, shit, you still drive me crazy. Like that dress, your voice, your perfume, fuck, just you in general. And I don't want other people looking at my girl the same way," he confessed. A warm smile crept onto my face, and I almost felt like crying - that was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me.

"And I want this to be exclusive. I mean, obviously, we can't be super public about it, but I want it to just be me and you, no one else," he continued. My jaw slightly dropped, "Matt." I tilted my head at him as he licked his lips, waiting for a reply. His fingers were drumming against the table, a small tapping noise barely audible. "Of course," I smiled, putting my hand over his and squeezing. He smiled back toothily, bringing my hand up to his lips and peppering kisses all over.

"Tell me about your day," he mumbled against my knuckles. "Long, was stressed out picking an outfit," I replied. "Mm," he hummed against my skin, pressing another kiss.

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After concluding our dinner, where Matt made a persistent attempt at capturing candid photos of me, we engaged in a light-hearted argument over who's paying - me begging to at least split it - before he paid for the meal and left a tip. Exiting the restaurant, we strolled towards the car, where Matt turned me around, facing him, and pinned my back against the car door. His smile radiated down at me as he leaned in, and despite my best effort to lean back impossibly, a smile adorned my face.

"Matt, I just had raw fish, I stink," I laughed. Unfazed, he chuckled, "I don't care," before leaning down and pressing a kiss to my lips. His hand remained on my waist as he opened the car door for me, guiding me inside before joining himself. The engine purred to life, and I swiftly turned on the sound system, syncing it with whatever song was playing on Matt's playlist. "Back to yours?" I asked, looking over at him. He hummed in agreement as he started to drive, the quiet hum of a guitar playing in the background, marking the beginning of our journey.

As we sped down the highway, feeling too warm, I decided to open the windows. Matt looked over, smiling at me, my hair now dancing in the wind. Suddenly, a familiar strum played, and I couldn't believe it. Matt listened to Cigarettes After Sex. Grinning widely, I spoke up, "I love this song," to which he replied, "Yeah?" I nodded and began singing the lyrics, Matt glancing over with an almost literal sparkle in his eyes, pupils dilated, joining in the song almost imperceptibly.

Leaning in, I grabbed the side of his head, singing, "Think I like you best when you're just with me and no one else," and pressed a kiss to his cheek before pulling away, laughing. "You remind me of this song, you know," Matt spoke up, and I turned back to look at him. "You look like a Cigarettes After Sex song" he continued as we slowed down, stopping at a red light.

It took all my willpower not to confess my feelings right then and there. I couldn't let my emotions run wild; I was falling too fast. I smiled as the red light turned green, and we started moving again, the enchanting night unfolding before us.

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2 months later 

"Morning," Matt greets in his morning voice, planting a soft kiss at the base of my neck. I turn to face him, running my fingers over his tattoos. "Morning," I whisper back, and he leans down to kiss me gently, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You're so beautiful, angel," he murmurs, his blue eyes locking onto mine. I chuckle, but my mood shifts as I remember I have a sociology lecture day. I groan, running my hands over my face, and Matt pulls my wrists away, concern all over his face. "What's wrong?" he asks.

"Sociology lecture today," I groan, and his concern transforms into a smirk. "I think you should be excited to see your teacher; he's kinda hot," he teases. I giggle, responding, "Hmm, I don't know; he kinda stinks." Matt smirks, leaning in. Unable to contain my giggles, I feel a rush of excitement as he tightly grabs my waist, initiating a quick succession of kisses – lips, nose, jaw, down to my neck. Leaning back up, he looks at me - he looks so beautiful. "I love you." I blurt out. Fuck.

There's a pause, my stomach dropping, but then Matt breaks into a smile. "I love you, Y/N," he replies, kissing me again. Every kiss makes me feel like putty at his touch. He trails kisses down my neck, nibbling and sucking lightly, eliciting a small moan from me. "You like that, princess?" he coos.

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Heading to my lecture, I had just hurriedly returned home to freshen up, eager to encounter Matt once more at college. While strolling through the park, my phone vibrated, and I paused to check the email from the school.

Dear: Y/n L/n

We would like to speak to you during your sociology lesson today in class 1W 3.30 to discuss this further.

Thank you.

Bit of a late notice. 

Entering the classroom, I open the door and am surprised to find Matt, the head lady from before, and about six other people – presumably the school board – gathered around. With only one empty seat, I take it, with Matt to my left. Sighing, I anticipate this is about my tardiness to lectures, not wanting to endure their lectures on therapist recommendations and resources.

One of the women speaks up, "Y/n L/n, Matthew Sturniolo, it’s come to our attention that an affair has been going on between you, a professor, and his student." My stomach drops. How do they know? I'm rendered speechless, physically. I glance over at Matt; his expression is impassive, as if he saw this coming. What the fuck? I attempt to speak, "Wha-" but get cut off. "We were doing our camera checks, it’s routine. We found footage of you two… intimate," she explains. When did we ever engage in such on-campus escapades? Shit.

"Would you like it to be a one-time thing?"

"No."

That was all Matt needed to hear before he pulled me into a passionate kiss. I stumbled back slightly as he walked with me, pushing me up to sit on a desk. 

Tears stream down my cheeks as I recall that encounter, silently blaming myself. "Matthew, unfortunately, your role here will be terminated immediately," she continues. Matt simply nods in silence. "No, you can’t just fire him; it was me," I speak up, my voice croaky. "As for you, you will face the school board on the 25th, where we will take this further and decide your future at this school." My heart shatters, and I can't help but let out a sob, the only sound breaking the silence in the room.

"Y/n, were you coerced into any of these acts?" one of the others asks. "No, I wasn't fucking coerced," I spit. "Don't blame him; it was all me," I continue, my voice breaking as I stand up from my chair, the legs scratching against the floor. "I’ll have all my stuff ready to leave by tonight," Matt says blankly. I furrow my brows. "Miss L/n, I understand you’re distraught right now, but please just-" the lady continues, but all sound goes blurry.

I walk out of the room. Feeling sick, I step outside for fresh air, breathing becoming harder as I clutch my chest. I'm on the brink of a panic attack, my sobs now uncontrollable. I hear a door open next to me; it's Matt. He walks straight past me and to the car park. I follow him, "Matt, please, talk to me," I choke out. He ignores me, "Matt, please, I'm begging you," I continue. Ignored. "You told me you fucking loved me this morning!" I yell, drawing attention from others. He turns around to look at me, now right outside his car. "Y/n, don't," he mutters. "I don't care, Matt. What the fuck, I mean, are you seriously gonna just ghost me?" I cry out. There’s a brief pause. "We’re done," he spits at me, turning and getting in his car. I watch him start his engine, uncontrollably sobbing. He doesn’t even look back at me; he just drives away.

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@myfairkatiecat Ik I said I didn't post on tumblr....BUT I DO NOW

Ok so to go more in depth of the theory about Keefe's mind shattering

Here you can see the different ways people can shatter

"But some turn erratic and reckless."

SHANNON

Who does that sound like to you

Furthermore, Keefe didn't really start becoming reckless until he found out about his mom

Yeah sure he ditched class and was a trouble maker, but he never really did anything to crazy until his mom

In neverseen alone he covered his room in paper scraps, took fathomlethes (which I believe are an elf version of drugs, but that's for another time to deep dive), tried to run off to ravagog on his own, and ran away to the neverseen

That's not even a book finding out about his mother

I also believe that his minds is slowly shattering bit by bit like Alden and has come extremely close several times

Also in neverseen when he had to be sedated for 24 hours because he was in shock and kept replaying the recovered memory over and over, when in legacy his mom got away and he was shaking and yelling

There's probably more too but I can't think of it rn

I also think what will be the last straw

I think he actually killed Ethan Benedict Wright II and his daughter (sorry if the next bit sounds weird this was copy and pasted from my YouTube 😭)

Ok so

Keefe has been going numb in stellarlune

We're all aware of that

He's not acting himself

Going numb

Abilities not working

Just overall worrying behavior

AND Shannon said some major information is going to be unveiled in unraveled

Well Well Well

I've come up with something

What if Keefe DID actually kill Ethan and his daughter

Hear me out

Shannon said that she was going to try and fit the information in unraveled into stellarlune

But it didn't work out

Then in try for book 10

But didnt fit

Well in stellarlune we know the 2 humans WERE actually brought up

Could that have been Shannon trying to write in the information about them but didn't work?

But you're probably wondering how this means Keefe killed them

Stick with me

Almost there

Keefes memory of him delivering the letter was SHATTERED

Not washed

Shattered

That was the only memory (as of known so far) to be shattered

The rest got washed

Why go out of your way to shatter THAT specific memory when the others were washed

Like the one with Gisela was on the roof with Alvar

That wasn't anything he needed to remember later

But why treat it different

Also

Gisela was talking like Keefe had something to do with their death

(Could've been manipulation tactic and it probably was but still)

Keefe had also visited their graves and asked about them

Confirmed stuff about them WILL be in unraveled

He wasn't acting himself in stellarlune

Yes he wasn't acting himself in unlocked either

And also yes he's been going numb and that absolutely will contribute to that

But idk

It just seems like there's more to it than JUST that

And THAT would definitely mess someone up

AND I'm already pretty sure his mind will shatter in book ten

So that could be the tipping point for it to do so

AND Shannon said this is game changing news

That definitely would be COMPLETELY plot changing and everything

And it would make sense why we'd need to see this revelation through his pov rather than in Sophie's just being told

Even if Keefe didn't kill them himself

But more so he had a more direct role in their murders than previously thought

So what do yall think of this

[kittyscupcakeandbunny]

A BREATH OF FIRE x MIN YOONGI

[Hybrid Gods AU]

PART ONE

Wood, cinnamon and honey.

Side Character: Park Jimin/white fox hybrid.

Warnings: mentions of blood, violence, death, smut.

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Hot. It was so hot. I could feel the sun burning on my and skin a groan leaving my lips at the warm sensation a slight smell of honey and cinnamon waking me up. Confusion clouded my mind. Didn't i close the window before going to sleep? Lifting my hand up to cover my eyes i felt the soft mattress under my skin, so soft it was nothing close to the old white cover used to sleep every night.

The sun was shining so bright i could bearly open my eyes as i lifted myself up, the bed was too soft and comfy making almost impossible for me to do that. My mind was a mess and it felt like a i was hangover.

Realising I wasn't in my house i came to my senses and got up quickly taking in my surroundings. It was a small room with nothing on it but a bed on the floor with golden and black covers on top of it.

More thoughts about last night events clouded my mind as they came rushing back to hunt me. The man following me, me running into the forest the lake and... The mysterious creature who saved me.

"now... you owe the fox two wishes."

A fox... i clearly saw the ears on his head and his eyes. Golden Amber eyes. No human could have eyes like that. Just what is him?!

- you're awake.

The voice said behind me making me turn quickly, startled by his sudden entrance. He looked the same as last night. Amber eyes like gold, dark hair falling over them his scar on his right eye. He wore traditional clothes like last time, mostly black with golden details everywhere that made him look like a king.

- I've brought you clean clothes - he said, handing me them. - sorry i don't have anything... feminine. Those are mine.

- it's fine.

I manage to say while taking the clothes from him, our fingers slightly touching as i do. His eyes never leaving mine. Reading my face like a book he never saw before. He made sure i knew he was looking at me. I couldn't help but notice how his ears suddenly moved slightly.

- I'm sure you have a lot in your mind now - he said - but first, change and then come have breakfast with me.

He gave me one last look before making his way out of the room.

Taking a deep breath a looked at myself for a moment, my clothes were runied and i had drops of blood everywhere in them. I smelled like a tree. And blood. I looked for any wonds on my body but i found none, no scratches from the trees i ran into and no bleeding from falling into rocks. I had no injuries on my body from last night. This will go to the list of questions i would have to ask him later.

Holding the clothes he gave me my checks went red immediately. It was something semiliar to what he was wearing but instead of golden details it was red and had some flowers on it. It smelled like wood and honey.

I quickly change into it not wanting to make him wait any longer.

Making sure a double not it the strap around my waist I opened the door making my way out of the room. Instantly I'm welcome by a sweet smell of honey and herbs wich I assumed was chamomile.

- sit down, drink it - he order, golden eyes looking stray into mine he made sure to take a good look up and down before licking his lips - it will help you calm down.

- yes... - i made my self comfortable taking the sit in front of him, with the small cup between my fingers i blow it a little before taking a small sip. It was hot.

He only watched, eyes following my every move.

- eat some too... - he mumbled, this time holding a small piece of bread in front of me.

- thank you.

I took it from him having a bite of it. It was soft and sweet. I couldn't help but moan as i took another bite, it was still warm too. Did he bake this?

He looked at me as if he was pleased with himself, it made me realize the situation that brought us here. He wasn't human.

- sorry... - i said - it's really good.

- i know, a friend of mine always brings them for me. - he said while taking another sip of his tea.

- a friend..? - i insinuated.

- you didn't think Id be the only one, right? - he simply said. - there is so much about this world that you don't know...

Silence fills the air and i decided to focused on the food, too anxious to look at his eyes again. Or his ears. He seamed to be counting his options. Tell her or kill her.

He laid back both arms holding himself as he looked up then at me again, i just couldn't help but look at his ears. And he seamed to notice. He didn't smile this time. The scar on his face made him look deadly, and perhaps that's how he got it.

Remembering the way he just smiled as he killed not one but two people, no matter how good or bad they were. He killed them as if they were nothing.

But he's not human. I can't judge him for something he is not.

- what are you?

I manage to mumble the question at him. Still holding the cup of tea between my hands, he sits up looking eyes with me.

- I'm a six tailed fox. The protector of the lake you almost died in last night.

- how many... foxes like you are out there?. - i said. Putting the cup down.

- Many ... all over the world - he said - some hiding and some... well having fun. Disguised like humans trying to live a normal life.

- What about you?

- I don't care about that. I can't die. What's the point?

- i guess... last night... why did you save me?

- that's were the fun comes in - he said getting closer - you see... I'm six tailed fox, when your offered the help from me you owe me a favor - he explained - the same way around.

- so if i helped you...

- i would be obligated to return the favor.

- Why?

- It's just how it always been.

Now it makes sense. That's way he saved me. So I could owe him a favor. So he could have power over me.

- don't think too much of it - he said, taking one last sip of his tea - that's how the foxes live. The tales were never wrong about that.

- how do I repay you then?

He smiled at me full of mischief.

- Well... I saved your life - he said, holding his chin with his hand - how about you serve me for a life time?

- What would I do?

- that's for me to decide.

I gulped down. Serve him for the rest of my life? How could i even think about doing such thing. What about my life? I've been careful all my life. I never did anything that could put me at risk yet here I'm now. Sitting in front of a creature I never once believed existed, i almost died last night. I can bearly cut onions without almost losing a hand, how am i supposed to serve him?

- Let me put it in this way for you.... - he got up putting both hands on each side of my body, face bearly inches away from me - you don't have a choice, if you don't repay me with what i ask, the universe will make you pay on their own way.

His eyes were shining brighter then before, the strong scent of wood and cinamoon coming from him was stronger now. He almost looked deadly, but I held my ground. Locking eyes with him. I didn't felt threatened, i didn't felt fear even thought he looked at me with such burning stare.

Please do what I said.

Please.

For as much as i try to think this is absolutely bad, i shouldn't do It, who in your right mind would say yes to such thing?

- I'll serve you then - the words came out of my lips as if they were meant to, a whisper against his lips - a life for a life.

I watch the way a weight seamed to drop off his shoulders as he lower them a little, averting his eyes to look down where both his hands were cornering me on the table. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, still not moving and inch away from me.

Without even noting I was moving my hand towards his head, i wonder if his ears are as soft as his hair looks. But before I could kill my curiosity he stoped me, making me gasp as he held it tight now looking stray into my eyes.

- Don't cross a line you're not ready for.

Was all he said before lifting himself up and leaving abruptly. No touching ears then. Noted.

I took the time alone to think about the whole situation, how my life suddenly turned into in a spiral of ups and downs with a simple descicion. I couldn't blame anyone for it not even myself, all that has happened was completely out of my control.

I should focus on the present. At least I don't have anyone to miss me back home.

After I'm done eating I clean up the table and put the rest of the food in their respective places, taking a look at the small kitchen that was behind the door on the left the house wasn't so big but it was cosy. Once I'm done with cleaning up i go back to the room I was sleeping before, he hasn't come back and probably won't so soon.

With that thought I let myself fall in the comfy covers of the bed, the smell of wood and honey embracing me to a deep sleep.

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A soft cold breez woke me up, the sun light suddenly moved from my sight and i was thankful. If it wasn't for the soft breathes over my face wich made me wake up instantly. I held a hand up my lips as icy blue eyes stared into mine, white hair falling over them and... ears. Another fox?

- Oh... did I wake you up? - he said softly and smiled.

Going back to a sitting positing i follow it sitting across from him.

- Sorry, how rude of me, I'm jimin.

He just sat there looking at me adorably, he was a bit short and was sitting holding both his feet. He wore something similar to what the scar fox did. But his where white and baby blue. With silver details at the bottom.

- I'm... y/n.

- Sorry for waking you up, i came to deliver some bread but then... I smelled you and... i got curious. - he said looking at his hands, checks turning a bit red. How cute.

- It's okay. Are you a six tailed fox too?

- Yes! I'm a winter fox! Not six tailed thought...

- Oh... you came to deliver bread? - the fox did mention another fox who brings him... - bread! You brought It!

I completely forgot it. My first day serving a fox god and i didn't even made breakfast for him.

Quickly getting up and making sure a tied the not around my waist to hold my clothes, i make the bed and turn to jimin still sitting there looking at me confused.

- Would like some tea? - as i asked him he looked at me surprised but happy, a sudden cold wind making and entrance throught the window.

- I would love some!

As i started to boil some water and prepare some bread to set it on the table, jimin helped me picking herbs to make the tea.

- So... why are you here? Yoongi usually don't bring humans to his house. - he said while putting the herbs inside the jar. Yoongi.

Never once did it pass throught my mind to ask his name.

- Oh I... I'm working here.

- Oh... - the way he said it with so much feeling, as if i was a prisoner here.

- No, no... not like that - i said smiling - he saved me.

- He did?

- Yes. And I'm very grateful.

There was silence, then I sat in front of him on the table. He just looked around for a moment not saying anything.

- Look... Don't pity me - i asked him - he told me everything, and to be honest I'm just greatful he was the one who saved me.

- I won't. If you say it I believe it. - he smiled. - where is he any way?

- Oh he left early yesterday.

- That sly fox... and left you here alone? - he said, a small hint of mischief on his tone - so easy for another fox to steal you away.

The heat on my face was instant, the sweet boy in front looked at me with mischief and a lot of second intentions behind his lines. How someone so cute could be so dirty?

His eyes went up behind me and he burst a: hyung!

I could already feel the warm sensation behind me, he was standing right there. His strong presence was unmistakable. His smell of wood and cinnamon filling the air as soon as he stepped foot in the house.

- What are you doing here? - he asked the other fox.

- What do you mean? I always came here at this time but you weren't here so your loving helping lady welcome me. - jimin said, amusement sparking in his voice.

- She did? - his voice came lower closer to me as he sat right next to me in front of jimin, not choosing the sit a place for him at the end of the table.

I gulped more tea as i felt he looking at me, my checks burning.

- Maybe I should taught her a lesson about letting stray foxes inside my house.... - this time he looked at jimin.

- Com don't be so hard on her... she's just a human.

- If I'm going to deal with you so early I need some thing stronger then tea... - Yoongi mumble beside me, taking the tea from my hands wich made me look at him. He came closer to my ear to whisper softly - could you please bring me a bottle of wine I left it in the room?

Nodding I quickly got up and made my way to the room, my heart beat was beating so fast I was scared he might actually hear. Damn it. He was a supernatural being maybe he could hear It?

I took a few breaths in th room before making sure my checks were no longer burning red and my heart wasn't beating like a drum. Grabbing the wine bottle on the night stand beside the bed I made my way out of the room.

None of them talked as i sat beside Yoongi and pour some of the wine in a cup for him, looking at jimin who stared at Yoongi and vice versa. Was it a staring competition?

- Should I pour the guest some wine too? - i decided to break the ice. Yoongi immediately looked over me a smirk on his lips, then stared back at jimin.

- See? She learns fast. - he said - no.

- You dirty fox Yoongi... you know I hate your wine - jimin said, looking back at me with a soft smile - I'll stay with the tea we made.

- Okay.

I went back to eat, taking a bit of a cookie full of sugar with some strawberry jam on it. The silence was mortal, i looked at them both as they just ignored each other. Jimin smiled at me from time to time, Yoongi would tap my thigh signaling he wanted more wine.

The tension was so thick you could cut it through with a knife.

- I'm curious... what kind of relationship you guys have? - jimin suddenly asked.

- The kind that is none of your business. - Yoongi spat.

He is not in a good mood I can tell, every since he came back i can feel this uncanny energy coming from him, he didn't seamed like this yesterday and when he talked about others like him it didn't bother him. Jimin seems to be a friend of his. But he just doesn't get it that Yoongi is not in the mood. Or maybe he does.

This could end really bad if he doesn't leave. Yoongi don't look like the type to make friends, and if he ends up saying or doing something to jimin he might regret later. I can't let this happen. I'm here to serve Yoongi. I'll do it my way.

- I... I don't feel so good... - i said, turning towards Yoongi I grabbed his hand that rested over his thight.

- What is It? - he turned to me pulling me close, i couldn't even look at him in the face. If i do I won't be able to hold the lie.

- Please help me? - i asked, knowing he did not have a choice. Even if it meant I would owe him more.

- You seamed fine... is she alright Yoongi? - i felt bad at how worried Jimin actually sounded. But he can't be here right now. I saw what Yoongi is capable. I'm sure he knows it too.

Holding his hand tighter i hide my face on his arm trying to groan in pain. I was surprised at how fast he held me up bride style, making me hold his neck quickly hiding my face in it. My checks were on fire now.

- It would be best if you leave now - Yoongi said to Jimin, walking towards the room.

- O- okay. If you need any help-

- i won't. - Yoongi instantly cut jimin off.

After that I felt a sense of relief, then I was put on the bed. Yoongis face over mine as he examined every inch of my face, putting the back of his hand over my check. Loosen strands of black hair falling over his eye, the scar seamed darker this angle and his red lips from the wine...

I couldn't decipher his expression but he was genuinely checking to see if i was okay.

- Your warm... but I can't sense any sickness on your body... - he mumbled, closing his eyes as he still held my face in his big hand.

- I'm not - i breathed out.

- What? - his golden eyes looked into mine.

- I notice how you were not in a good mood... It seamed like you didn't want to talk about it with jimin so i made the excuse for him to... leave. - as i explained he looked at me as if not believing.

He chuckled then bite into his lower lip looking at me, now putting both arms at each side of my face.

- You sure know how to play your cards... - he said - but now you-

- I owe you - i interrupted him - i know.

He just looked at me.

- I don't mind...

I gulped down at my own confession. Not looking at him. His breathing was getting stronger, i could feel it on my face. Once I deared to look at him he had a different kind of expression I couldn't tell if he was enjoying this or being tortured by It, his usually bright golden eyes were a darker amber this time pupils full.

His scent was all over the room, wood and cinnamon with a bit of honey. Intoxicated by him all i could do was watch him, the way his eyes traveled over my face, how he would lick his bottom lip and then bite it. The smell of wine coming from them as he breathed out.

Everything about him was intoxicating.

- Yoongi?

- Don't.... - he said.

Eyes still closed he leaned down against my neck, i held my breathe as he inhaled my scent then groaned against my skin.

- You smell so good... - he mumbled on my skin, i tried to calm myself at how good it felt having his voice vibrate against my neck.

He kept it at this, slowly moving his nose up and down my neck. Soft breathy moans leaving his lips every now and then. Slowly he stared to lay his body down against mine, one hand circling around my waist using his legs to separate mine holding me still against him.

I gasped a the sudden move and held a hand against my mouth trying to keep any sound from coming.

- Yoongi... what are you-

I stoped myself from saying any more as he bite into my skin, both my hands holding his shoulders tight.

- So much better... - he said over my lips.

Golden eyes looking at mine.

- Now you don't smell like him anymore.

Wait this is what this is about? I smelled like Jimin?

- Since you owe me little human.... - he said caressing my check - i want to sleep like this with you.

- Just sleep? - i asked, he chuckled at my question.

- Why? - he leaned down and whispered on my ear - you want something else?

My checks burned hot.

- I mean... you kind of started - i said. He looked at me incredibly offended.

- I did? You did, you are the one who- he stoped himself.

- What? - i insisted.

- No. I need sleep. I didn't have any last night. - he stated. Making himself comfortable over me, laying all his weight on me.

I can't believe this. What have I put myself into? This fox is going to make me have grey hair in my 20s.

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[lambertdiary]

can I request daltons family dropping by his dorm one day and catching dalton and the reader who he’s dating by surprise and it’s the first they’re seeing of the reader they didn’t even know he had a girlfriend ?

A/N: heyy! i'm so so so sorry it took this long to finish this but hopefully you're still around to read it! i had SO much fun with this idea, i think it's my favorite thing i've written so i hope you like it too!! feel free to let me know :)

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: fluff, language, established relationship, ‘heavy’ makeout

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Unexpected

“I’m sorry you’re stuck with me on your birthday”

It was Dalton’s birthday today and Y/N wanted to do something really special for him, but due to a large amount of homework she needed to finish by midnight, they decided to postpone their celebratory plans to the weekend.

But that didn’t stop them from spending the rest of the day together. Dalton insisted they meet in his room after class so he could help her with her work, that way she could finish faster and they would be together, so it was a win-win.

They were both sitting on Dalton’s bed, surrounded by a few books and other school supplies “Stuck isn’t the word I would use” He said with a heavy book in his hands as he read through the pages.

“Well you are, we were supposed to do something fun today, but instead you’re here with me, helping me with this stupid assignment” Y/N put her laptop down and pushed herself out of the bed “Can I change into one of your shirts? This outfit is getting uncomfortable”

“Sure” Dalton fully turned his body to face the window, giving his girlfriend some privacy to change.

Y/N opened one of the drawers and took a black and white tie dye sweatshirt, quickly removing her top and replacing it with Dalton’s clothing “It’s getting late, I thought we would be done in time to at least go get some dinner” She was clearly frustrated with herself “You can look now” 

Dalton returned to his old position and followed Y/N with his eyes as she got closer to him, he took a moment to admire how his sweatshirt looked on her “It’s only 5 PM, but maybe we can order something and just stay here, we can even make a picnic out of it, if that’s okay with you” He looked at her with loving eyes, gesturing her to get back on the bed. 

“But I thought you wanted to go to the new italian restaurant you told me about the other day” Y/N whispered with her head down. She took Dalton’s hand but stayed standing next to him.

“I don’t need some fancy expensive dinner to have a good birthday, okay? Being with you is more than enough” He brought Y/N’s hand up to his lips, leaving soft kisses all over it.

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at this “Are you sure?”

“Of course, you do remember it was me who offered to help you, right?”

“But we haven’t done anything today, I just wanna make sure you’re completely, 100% okay with this”

“I thought I made it clear when we talked last night… and just now”

“Ok” She finally agreed “Let’s order something then”

Happy that she was on board with his plan, he looked for his phone on the mess that was his bed, spotting it after a few seconds but getting only a black screen “My phone’s dead” He groaned, reaching for a charger. He plugged his phone and then proceeded to leave it on the desk and returned his full attention to his girlfriend 

She looked terrified as she inspected her remaining work “Ugh” Y/N dramatically fell in the middle of the room, her back flat on the floor “I’m dropping out”

“Come on love, we’re almost done, you can’t give up now” He was now sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at Y/N. He felt for her, he knew how stressed out and overwhelmed she got in moments like these, especially being under pressure and deep down still having that idea that she ruined Dalton’s birthday.

“I can’t think anymore, my brain is about to shut down” She covered her face with her hands, feeling the need to take a break from staring at her screen.

“Do you wanna stop for a moment? Do you need a break?”

“I do” Dalton held her hand and helped her get back up. Not dropping her hand, he guided her back on the bed. 

“Okay, let’s pause for a moment” She was on the verge of tears but tried her hardest to hold them back, not wanting to make this situation worse.

Sitting on his lap, she estranged her legs around his waist. Getting comfortable as she felt Dalton’s hand caressing her back with a warm comforting smile on his face “I love you” She whispered softly.

Dalton’s smile grew bigger “I love you so much more, you have no idea” She was about to speak again but Dalton stopped her “Uh-uh, I win” Y/N could sense tears threatening to come out again, this time for a different reason, but suppressed her thoughts as she noticed Dalton’s eyes flickering between her eyes and her lips. She saw him get closer and let out a sigh when he pressed a gentle kiss on her temple. Then, he gave one last look at her soft lips before leaning in for a kiss, but suddenly stopped when their lips were barely touching “Is this okay?” He asked.

“Yes” Y/N breathed, cutting the distance between them. 

As they’re kissing, everything on her head goes oddly quiet, and she’s only thinking about Dalton. The kiss is long and full of love, feeling each other smile from time to time. Eventually, Y/N breaks the kiss, needing to catch her breath “Oh shit, sorry” Y/N looked at the lipstick mark on Dalton’s face as she tried to wipe it off with her thumb, but failed and only smudged it “I forgot I still had my makeup on”

“It’s okay, maybe this was all I needed to become the Lipstick Demon”

Dalton saw Y/N’s eyes widen “Don’t be stupid” They both laughed, Y/N gently pushing him. He reached out to push the hair out of her face, leaning in for another kiss “You know I still have to finish my homework” She said against his lips, feeling Dalton get a little worked up.

Dalton hummed in response, not breaking the kiss.

Meanwhile, Dalton’s parents were entering the building. They wanted to surprise him for his birthday. They had a gift and a dinner reservation for the three of them. It’s been a while since they saw him, but his birthday seemed like the perfect excuse to pay him a visit.

Josh checked his phone for the millionth time. They had been trying to get a hold of their son for nearly two hours “Really, what’s the point of having a phone if you’re not gonna pick up a call or answer some texts? It’s not hard”

“I’m sure he’s just busy” Renai tried defending him “Maybe we should have told him we were coming. What if he already made plans and that’s why he’s not picking up?”

“I don’t think he did, he’s just ignoring us like he always does” Taking the elevator, they reached the right floor and Renai followed Josh as he guided the way to Dalton’s dorm “I think this is it” He said knocking on the door.

Dalton and Y/N broke their kiss, looking at the door trying to decipher who could be out there “Is that Chris?” Dalton was annoyed that their makeout session was interrupted, but that feeling was soon replaced with worry when he recognized the voice on the other side of the door. Shit.

“I think there’s someone in there with him” Renai said, taking a step back worried they interrupted something important.

“Maybe it's his roommate” Josh knocked once again.

“He doesn’t have a roommate yet” Renai was now whispering.

“It’s my parents” Dalton took Y/N’s hips and gently pushed her out of his lap.

Landing on the bed, Y/N could feel her hands starting to sweat, she has never met Dalton’s parents before, she didn’t think they even had any idea she existed and the fact that they were out there and practically caught them in the middle of… that, made her nervous, to say the least. 

Dalton walked towards the entrance, adjusting his pants and fixing his hair on his way there “Don’t worry, they’re nice” He whispered to Y/N before opening the door.

“Hey sweetie” Renai greeted him with a smile, wanting to scan the room behind him without being too obvious but his stained face gave her the answers she was looking for. 

“Hey guys, what are you doing here?” Dalton said in a surprised tone, stepping aside to let his parents in. 

“We tried to call you but you never answer your phone” Josh said showing his son his call history, and indeed there were at least 7 unanswered calls from Dalton “There’s a reason you have one of these things, you know?”

“Josh-” Renai interrupted him, slightly hitting his arm “Happy birthday darling” She pulled her son in for a hug.

Josh joining them shortly after "Happy birthday, buddy" He muttered.

“Thank you” Dalton said awkwardly “Uh- this is Y/N… my girlfriend”

Y/N’s face was burning as she stepped closer Dalton’s parents “Hi, nice to meet you”

 “Hi, I’m Renai” She sweetly said, shaking her hand.

“I’m Josh” He waited for his turn to shake Y/N’s hand.

“I’ve heard a lot about you!” She was trying really hard to overcome her negative feeling, there was no way she would screw up the first impression “Woah, Dalton does an amazing job at drawing you guys” She said looking back at Dalton’s art wall.

“Oh, that’s so nice of you. I hope we didn’t interrupt anything” Renai looked at both of them, the worry and guilt present in her voice.

“No! Don’t worry” Dalton rushed to reply before his mom could say something else “We were just finishing some homework” He pointed at the bed full of books.

“Yeah, I bet you were” Y/N had hoped they didn’t know what was happening before they came in, but now they were both blushing. She looked at him looking for comfort but eyes widened when she noticed her lipstick still on Dalton’s face. Judging by his expression,Y/N guessed he remembered too.

“Josh- well Dalton, do you have any plans for tonight? Your dad and I wanted to surprise you for your birthday and we haven’t seen you in months so we planned a few things. You should join us!” Renai exclaimed looking at Y/N.

Dalton and Y/N replied at the same time “We are still working”

“I have a lot of homework to finish but thank you so much for the invitation” She declined politely.

“What is it? Maybe Josh can help you”

“Oh please, don’t worry” Y/N turned to face Dalton “You should go, I can finish on my own” She gave her boyfriend a reassuring look.

“I promised I’d help you finish-”

“Dalton, your parents drove all the way here” She insisted. 

“Well, dinner reservations are at 7, you and Dalton can finish while we wait and I will call the restaurant and ask them to add one more person” Josh looked at the couple, waiting for approval on his plan.

“Do you think we can make it on time? Please come with me” Dalton whispered getting closer to Y/N, almost as if he only wanted her to listen to his words.

Y/N smiled softly at his sweet tone “Okay, but we should start right now” She agreed.

“Great!” Josh replied, smiling at Y/N as he stepped out of the room getting ready to call the restaurant.

“Y/N, I’m so happy you’re joining us tonight! This is the first time I have the pleasure to meet one of Dalton’s girls”

“Mom” He interrupted in a warning tone. Y/N’s smile was growing, the nervousness was leaving her body and she definitely understood why Dalton talked about his mom so much.

“What? You never brought a girl home”

“Okay, we are gonna finish our homework now” He said, taking Y/N’s hand and getting back on the bed.

“Oh don’t worry” Renai claimed a spot on the bed across from them “We’ll talk over dinner”

[raschuuuu]

Summary: Y/N is a famous YouTube vlogger and Ruben Dias a famous professional football player. They've been friends for a few months but never met. Now it's finally time for them to meet but what happens when one of them falls in love?

PART 3

Raiting/genre: fluff, friends to lovers

Pairings: Ruben Dias x female reader

Word count: 1229 words

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It was 12:23 p.m. when Ruben and I finished our phone call. He told me he's arriving in London tomorrow night and he'd like to have dinner with me, Brett and Arabella. I didn't know what to do, so I was forced to call Brett and tell him the truth. I called him FaceTime and after ringing three times he answered. "Hey, why don't you go to sleep?", he said. "Brett, listen, I have a huge problem," I said desperately. "Hey, what's going on, tell me,"

 "Do you remember when I went to Manchester a few weeks ago?", - "Yes...", I took a deep breath.

 "You have a boyfriend?" he screamed and he had a big smile on his face. "No, Brett. Now listen to me. A few months ago, Ruben Dias slipped into my DM's, he's a football player in Manchester City. I know you don't know football much as a dancer, but he's pretty famous, and his team has won almost every trophy you can win this year and Brett he is so fucking hot. And when I was in Manchester, I visited him. We're just friends!!!"

Brett listened attentively to me and I saw that he was trying to suppress his laughter the whole time.

"Looks like he's got a new girl and they've been watching my vlog with you. They think you and I are a couple. Now the girl has come up with the glorious idea of going on a double date. They don't know you're gay, I didn't want to tell him. I can understand if you don’t-„

„Girl, are you crazy? Of course I pretend to be your boyfriend. I can look pretty straight and pretend to be straight. Let's go on this double date and make Raven jealous. - "Ruben," - "Huh?", - "His name is Ruben. And why should we make him jealous, I don't find him-„

 "Y/N shut up. I know you're into him because otherwise you'd have said I was gay and look at you shaking, so you can't fool me."

The next morning, Ruben wrote me a message that he and Arabella were on their way to London. He sent me an address from a restaurant. He's booked four seats for 7:00 pm. Brett and I met early in the morning, went shopping together, had breakfast together, and got ready for the dinner. We've made a plan that makes us look the best as a couple. His idea was to hold my hand all night or put his arm around me and then he's gonna give me some kisses. I didn't have a problem with him kissing me, I mean, it's not like he's into women again after a few kisses. We called a cab that took us to a noble neighborhood here in London. The restaurant looked so fancy from the outside, and in front oft hat restaurant were so many expensive cars. I've been to this neighborhood a lot, but I've never been to a restaurant or a bar because it's too expensive here. A waiter greeted us at the entrance. I told him Ruben's last name, and he said he's already there with his girlfriend. Brett and I smiled at each other. SHOWTIME. He took my hand when the waiter brought us to the table I saw Ruben and his girlfriend there... Wow, she was really pretty. They got up when they saw us. She was a tall woman with medium-length blond hair, blue eyes, beautiful thick lips, and a fantastic body. I was the exact opposite of her. I was a little shorter, brown hair, dark eyes, and my body was normal. She had a nice tight dress that emphasized her figure. Her butt was very nice, you can tell she goes to the gym a lot. I started to feel insecure and uncomfortable.

Ruben had a big smile on his face and hugged me. "It's so good to see you again, I missed you." He whispered in my ear. I noticed the butterflies in my stomach were just freaking out. When he let me go, his girlfriend came up to me. "Hi, I'm Arabella, I'm a big fan! I love your videos," she said, hugging me. I was really hoping she might be a mean or arrogant girl, but she's a fan of mine, and with my fans, I'm getting weak. I can't be mean to my fans. You still have to stay grounded, and it doesn't make me a better person when I treat you mean. "You're so pretty!", she said. I hugged her back and thanked her. I gave her a compliment back, of course. Ruben and Brett also greeted each other with a handshake, and now we were all sitting at the table. The first 10 seconds were an embarrassing silence, but then Brett eased the situation. That's why I love him so much. "So Ruben hello, it's very nice to meet you and thank you for inviting us. I'm a huge Manchester City fan. Congratulations on the treble this year, you really earned it," Brett said, and I had to smile. Brett did his homework this morning and a lot of research on Ruben and his team. Brett really doesn't know anything about football. He told me he only knows Ronaldo and Messi. Typical. "Thank you, Brett, it's nice to meet you, too," Ruben said.

"You never told me you had a boyfriend Y/N!" Ruben looked me in the eyes. "We met a few weeks ago and you didn’t mention a boyfriend. I was so surprised when I saw the video" –

"I can say the same thing back to you. I guess I just wasn't sure if Brett and I really belong together, but now I know I love him and I want to be with him. I'm sorry I didn't tell you last time Ruben," I said, and when I said that, Brett took my hand in his and kissed me on the cheek.

I saw that Ruben looked away when he kissed me. "They're so beautiful together, aren't they, Ruben?" said Arabella.

I have to be honest, Arabella talked most of the time. Ruben ate his food and barely said anything, but what I noticed was his eyes on me all the time. Arabella said she met Ruben on Instagram. Of course, he slided into her DM's. She showed me her Instagram account in which she had 1 million followers. She also told me that she joined a Love Island season and that's why she has so many followers. She's a typical bikini Instagram model. And she's six years older than Ruben. I was two years younger than him.

Brett and I sat close all night, and we had to suppress our laughter all the time. Because we sat so close to each other, he whispered things in my ear like hot Ruben is and that they really thought he was straight. He kissed me once in a while on my cheek. Ruben didn't say anything the whole time. Arabella's phone rang and she apologized for a moment, saying it was an urgent call. Brett winked at me and said he was going to smoke a cigarette. Now Ruben and I were alone at the table. I smiled at him, but he didn't smile back. "Are you all right?", I asked him. "No. I don't want you to be with him."

[bonefall]

BB!Goosefeather

[ID: Goosefeather from Warrior Cats in the Better Bones AU. He is a round, wolflike cat with tiny, unreadable, deep blue eyes. In the second image he's caught in a vision, signified by swirling eyes and a nosebleed]

I've always had a very different take on Goosefeather than the wider fandom. In particular, his final scene with Bluefur at the end of Bluestar's Prophecy has always FASCINATED me. She's mourning the loss of her kits, and Goose comes up, almost as if he's going to comfort her like anyone else...

But his tune is very different from the rest of the Clan. He reminds her that the kits were not part of fate, and ergo, her own choice. This screed has this intriguing taste of bitterness, and it immediately made Goose one of my favorite WC characters.

Was that resentment? Smug satisfaction? What was behind those words, Goosefeather?

Did you know that the raid you sent your sister on was going to kill her? Did the herbs even need to be destroyed? What if the only vision he'd received was that Moonflower had to die?

It's one thing if he's just, you know, plagued by visions that will come no matter what, and he's Sad About It. I do love the Cassandra type characters in fiction, but... the idea that he's DEDICATED to the prophecies that haunt him, that it's both a curse and a commitment, a damnation and a destiny... it gives me... gOOSEBUMPS HEYOO

AND SO! Better Bones Goosefeather is a situational antagonist in nearly every story he's in. He believes firmly that to defy fate only creates worse outcomes, that you have to kill a mouse to have a meal. More than just following the 'will of StarClan,' he believes that a prophecy is more than just a warning. To him, they are instructions.

(More info below the cut!)

In Bluestar's Flowers, he receives a vision of Moonflower dying in a WindClan raid. He knew she had to die, and so, he got her killed. This is not revealed until near the end of the book.

At the same time, he will occasionally (and uncharacteristically, Featherwhisker will note) help Bluemoon escape being caught when she sneaks out to meet up with the Forget-me-Not friend group.

Bluemoon's kits are children of prophecy... or, one of them is.

Mosslight is fated to become a grand hero, and overthrow the horrible tyrant, Thistlestar.

Goosefeather will ensure the propagation of both sides of this prophecy. Thistleclaw must become leader. Mosskit must be born.

But, in the end, Bluemoon's love is stronger than destiny. She will NEVER let Thistleclaw become leader, she will NEVER let him command innocent people like Rosetail and Thrushpelt into early graves, and she will NEVER let him brutalize the Clans of her friends.

Goosefeather thought it was a checkmate when she was in the nursery with the three kittens, clearly ineligible for deputyship after accusation of having halfclan kittens (Thistleclaw's questioning violating the Queen's Rights) and his personal endorsement of him for deputy.

he was WRONG

Bluemoon brought them to RiverClan, the hero of destiny dying in the process, cinching the deputyship by a hair's length.

With great tragedy, with great cost, with great sacrifice, Bluestar WON.

The thread of prophecy was severed so hard that Goosefeather never received another vision ever again. Nothing would be the same again, he was living in a new world and a new time.

He lived the last of these days quietly, reflecting on his life, his actions, considering... if all those times where he'd Done What Had To Be Done, if it was for nothing.

Goosefeather is allowed a peaceful death, unburdened by the buzzing curse of prophecy, slipping into his sleep in a doomed timeline that yet persists.

DESIGN STUFF

I need these visions to look painful. I want to drive it home that these are hurting him. So I gave him nosebleeds.

He's committed to the thing that hurts most, because he can't imagine another way

symbolism

His family carries a wolf motif, this is very important because I said so. Awoo, even.

You can see how Goosefeather's big fat tummy is present in his relatives, Sorreltail and Dovewing.

He reminds me of Winnie the Pooh but as an evil wizard. He's got a haunted plushie kind of vibe.

like a teddy ruxpin, even

And lastly this is unrelated to everything, but when I was designing Skywatcher I kept thinking about the two of them having a wizard battle. I just think that is very funny and it is a thought I am now sharing with all of you. <3

[ID: Wizard battle meme]

Skywatcher and Goosefeather at Bingo Night after the Skypelt/Silverpelt reunification in BB!AVoS

[ficnation]

Withering Wildflowers - Daryl x Reader

Prompt: a bouquet of flowers

Word count: 864

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Gender Neutral! Reader

Warnings: pure angst, usual twd themes (e.g. descriptive gore, use of weapons, violence, cursing), major character's death

A/n: This is a piece for @the-slumberparty writing challenge week 1! I'm so sorry I'm posting it right now, but I've just realized it was sitting in my drafts for weeks :") Enjoy some angst!

☁ 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁ || ☁ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐗𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁

You were withering like the bouquet of flowers he left on your bedside table almost two weeks ago. Your skin lost its glow, greying like the petals of the wildflowers. Your limbs felt too heavy for your body, and your hair framed your face sticking to your sweaty skin.

Life was unforgiving for Daryl. He’s already lost so much—his family, friends, brother, and the life he used to know. Now, the world wanted to take you—the person he loved the most on this miserable fucking planet—away from him.

He sat beside you on the bed, holding your weak hand and pressing it against his cheek, trying to make you feel less alone.

“Daryl, I don’t want you to do it,” you rasped out, fingers brushing over his stubbled chin. You tried to meet his eyes, but you were afraid you’d break down right there in front of him, and he didn’t need to know how scared you were to die or worse—become one of those things.

“Not gonna let ya turn,” he mumbled out, leaving a soft kiss on the tips of your fingers. “It has to be me.”

He was calm, almost too calm now, after he lashed out at everyone that tried to talk to him about your condition and what to do about it. The anger subsided, making space for the fear, grief and agony the prospect of losing you brought. He didn’t want you to see it on his face and feel even worse. He just wanted to make your last moments peaceful and make sure you knew how loved you truly were and how much he’ll miss you—how much they’ll all miss you.

“Can ya at least look me in the eyes?” Daryl’s gruff voice sounded from beside you again, but the only thing you could do was shake your head and look down. The tears fell freely down your sunken cheeks. “Hey, c’mon, jus’ look at me,” he pleaded. He reached out, taking your face in his hands. “I know yer afraid.”

His last words got your attention, and you looked up, meeting his baby blue irises. “I’m dying, Daryl. It’s fucking terrifying, but…” you paused, taking a deep breath in to steady your voice, “leaving you scares me even more.” You didn’t burst into sobs; you had no more tears left to cry.

“I’m gonna be alright, ya know that. I promised ya.”

Daryl leaned in, leaving a gentle kiss on your lips. It took him a long moment to pull away. He wanted to cherish the kiss, but all he could focus on was the roughness of your lips that were once the definition of softness—always making him think of the delicacy of flower petals. It was another reminder of the state you were in—closer to death than you ever were.

“Can I ask you to do something for me? One last time,” you whispered, looking at him sadly.

Daryl knew you could read him and his thoughts like a book. He cast his gaze down shamefully, nodding his head to agree that he’d grant your wish. Why couldn’t he pretend just for a little while that everything was going to be okay? Why did he have to remind you and himself that you’d soon stop being you? He despised himself for it and for lying to you. He’d never be okay without you there.

“Can you pick some fresh flowers for me?” You looked at the bouquet by your side with a melancholic smile. “They’re withering.”

Daryl snorted quietly, “Since when do ya care ’bout a bunch of wildflowers?” His response made the grimace on your face become a genuine smile. He could swear his heart thumped madly at the sight—just like the day he saw it for the first time. “I’ll get ’em for ya, darlin’.”

The archer got up from the bed and rolled his shoulders to loosen them up. If you wanted flowers, he’d go to hell and back to get you some goddamn flowers; he’d rip them out of walkers’ hands if it came to that. Daryl glanced at you again thoroughly before he leaned over and pressed his lips against yours in a longing kiss. His fingers smoothed down your hair before he pulled away.

“I’ll be back real soon. I promise.”

You only needed to give her a slow nod for her to understand that it was time. She took the gun out of her waistband and stepped to your side, one of her hands reaching out to grasp yours. Carol knew how terrified you were, standing eye to eye with death itself, and she knew how Daryl would’ve never forgiven himself for being the one on the other side of that gaze; that’s why she agreed to your plan—to make it all less insufferable.

The moment you heard the front door slamming shut, you called out for Carol.

The woman barged into the room, her eyes murky with sadness and unshed tears.

Her hand was steady, holding the weapon against the side of your head. “Just look at the flowers, sweetheart,” she whispered.

“Thank you, Carol,” you mumbled out, your eyes glued to the bouquet of withering wildflowers.

@whiskeypowder @hopefulatrocity @witheringblooddemon @humanmistakes @yttricuz @twdeadlysins @donttelltheelff @spidergirla5 @depressedfrog2 @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @wonderful-writer @sexyseabass @sweetpotatospock @witchygagirl

[juliette-cai-enthusiast]

Ok Here's my Big Long Rant About Chloe Gong's Books

So I discovered These Violent Delights towards the end of 2021, just before Our Violent Ends came out. My ex-girlfriend recommended it (funny enough she also got me into Taylor Swift. She was super toxic and later cheated on me but she had pretty good taste all around) and I had heard of it before so I decided to give it a shot. I settled into bed that night, planning to read a chapter or two, and three hours later, I had finished the book and probably almost screeched at the cliffhanger, and then began the agonizing wait (it probably wasn't more than a month, but still) for OVE.

The entire time, I could not stop thinking about how much I loved these characters. The relationships seemed authentic and fleshed-out and every character was so unique, and it was just so well-written. I especially remember being completely obsessed with Juliette (hence the username) and loving Benedikt and Marshall, although I was so so worried it was going to be queerbait.

When OVE came out, I got it out of the library and once again read it one night. This time, I was in tears by the end. To this day, only 2 books have made me cry (the other being They Both Die at the End) and OVE is the only one that has made me cry every time. They became my new obsession almost instantaneously, and when Foul Lady Fortune was announced, I was completely ecstatic.

When FLF was released, I went to the book tour and actually got to meet Chloe Gong. I was fangirling out of my entire mind and was probably super embarassing, but she was super funny and down-to-earth. I cried (again) in the parking lot as soon as I stepped outside. A few months later, she announced Last Violent Call, and when I found out that Roma and Juliette were alive, I actually fell on the floor. I went to the Immortal Longings book tour, although I sadly couldn't go to the FHH one, and I'm currently scheming up ways to get tickets for Vilest Things (Miss Chloe, please come to Philly again, I don't know if I can drag my mom to New York twice).

There are so many reasons why this series is so unebelievably important to me. First of all, the queer representation is honestly unlike anything I've ever seen. The queer characters are fully fleshed out and have personalities and arcs outside of their queer identities, but their queerness is also not a footnote or shoved in for "diversity points." When Benmars became canon and got their "Because I love you!" moment I was in complete shock--I honestly hadn't allowed myself to hope for it to happen. As the queer representation carried over into FLF, I just grew more and more overjoyed with this series. These books also came to me right when I needed them. LVC particularly came out during a very difficult and stressful time in my life, where my mental health was very bad. I remember thinking to myself all week, "Just hold on until LVC comes out," and it really helped me push through that period of time.

Chloe Gong was also pretty much a realization of my dreams. I knew I wanted to be an author for a while, but I really had no idea how to get there. I always thought, "Go to college for something you don't entirely hate, get a real job for about 10 years, then you can start publishing books." Seeing someone only a few years older than me with the same dreams as mine succeed in bringing them to life has been almost a lifeline over the years. I'm no longer as scared of what my future holds, or whether or not I'll be happy with my life. I honestly read her blog posts about her publishing journey probably once a month, just to keep myself motivated, because if she can do it, so will I.

So thank you so much @chloegong for this amazing world you have created. These books really mean the world to me and have brought so many amazing people into my life, and I can't imagine who I would be without them. This is way too long and way too personal, but I just reread FHH and was deep in the SS feels, so I had to get it all out there.

[nonsenseships]

(Reverse)Harem AU Life, Dynamics & Other Stuff! Pt.2

Part 1.

✕RELATIONSHIPS WITHIN THE VILLA✕

Despite being one of the 'newer' (i use that lightly) additions to my roster, Masato somehow managed to assume the role of the de facto leader or head of household in a way. Whenever there is an issue, it's brought to his attention long before it's even brought to mine which kinda burns me up a bit ngl. He's typically the first to welcome the newer faces as well. Even when he's pissed deep inside and it's the last thing he wants to do, he still does what he can to help them feel welcomed just because he knows how much it would mean to me if he did that. If there's conflict in the house, he gives the guys a moment to resolve it amongst themselves and if they can't he inserts himself and everytime- Squashed. It's like magic. He tries to be on good to neutral terms with everyone whether he actually likes them or not. He does have a few close friendships though: Nish and Kai. He likes Beelzebub a lot too but he views him almost like a little brother figure-- as much as you can a demon that's thousands of years old...

Akira says that if not for Masa, he probably wouldn't even know some of the newer guys' names because he sure as hell didn't plan to ask for them. He's much colder to his housemates than his koi counterpart. He typically does his own thing and if he is paying any attention to the others, it's to shit talk them mostly. He likes to spend as much of his free time out of the house as he can when he knows there's not a chance of him seeing me. He gets along well with Masa, obviously and after the initial shock of seeing Osamu wore off, he got close to him. Other than that, he hates them all equally- Scratch that, he hates everyone but he hates Satoru Gojo even more than the rest.

I think Osamu might be one of the most peaceful members of the arrangement. He spends most of his time in his room or in the study doing the same things, listening to music or reading books. He tries to avoid 'hot spots' because he gets really flustered when he sees me with the others. He tries to put up a 'Do Not Disturb' aura but it doesn't work. They all flock to him anyway. He's unwillingly adopted the role of the resident grandpa figure to the guys. He's voiced over and over again how odd that makes him feel considering he's here to date me and if he's a grandpa and I'm the age I am-- We're still in the process of getting him to come around on that. Perhaps someday he will take it in stride?

They couldn't be any more different from each other but Suguru and Satoru are like two peas in a pod. I think it's precious but the remainder of the house does not share my sentiment. Most people don't mind Sugu. He's courteous (for the most part), I mean he does talk his shit but it's so subtle that most people can let it roll off their shoulder. He likes everyone except the bald guys (go figure) and the feeling is mutual. I think the only person that strongly dislikes him is Akira but Akira doesn't dislike him nearly as much as he hates Satoru-- Most of the guys hate Satoru though. It's such a widespread feeling that they almost feel a sense of camaraderie over how much they can't stand him. It makes sense though. Satoru is arrogant (and he lumps Suguru in with him). Satoru is under the impression that he's the best I've ever had and when you say something like that around a bunch of men who also believe such things about themselves-- Well...

For a while there, all Choso ever did was watch the others and keep to himself. He didn't even make nice with his canon-mates like most do. He just stayed in his room until it was time to eat, cook or he got a call from me asking to see him. He thought everyone was noisy. I'd often get texts nightly asking if he could just sleep in my room with me. I indulged him more than maybe I should have until I was accused of favoritism- which is against the rules. So, Cho unfortunately had to go back to sleeping in his own bed unless it was His Night. I've tried (to no avail) convincing him to leave because I think I made the wrong choice by bringing him here but he gets really emotional anytime I broach the topic. Recently, he seems to have found a friend in Beelzebub at least. He still thinks everyone is noisy but at least he's got someone whose noise he can tolerate aside from me.

Barbatos didn't beat around the bush when he laid out what his priorities were while being here: The Young Master and me. While he appreciates that he has his universe-mates to lean on if ever there are times of need, he's certain that he'd be fine even without them. When Dia isn't with me, he's tending to his side as per usual and when he's away, Barb keeps to himself. He's aware of all of the conflict that arises in the house but it seems to bypass him every time. To those who do not share a canon universe with him, Barbatos gives off a somewhat... Disturbing, off putting and unsettling vibe that most housemates can't quite put their fingers on. I've always been told that when they look at his eyes, they get this feeling as if he knows something about them that he shouldn't. So, they try to avoid him if they can.

Sometimes, things in the house can be sort of cutthroat and that can be a bit shocking to Simeon but he's grown accustomed to it. If anything, he's found himself realizing on more than one occasion that he's perhaps contributed to the environment in his own way. So, he doesn't blame anyone but himself. No one in the house has anything negative to say about him. He's never once shown his bad side but deep inside he's wound up beyond belief and when we're alone, only then does he show just how much. He keeps himself in check around the guys best he can. Sure, he spits out his fair share of snappy quips from time to time but he always does so with a smile on his face. So, there's that.

Takayuki was part two of the package deal that Kaito apparently came with when he signed on– except, Kaito didn't know that. Mm, that entire situation was a little hairy and perhaps fucked up on both mine and Tak's part but hey! He's here now. What can we do? I never claimed to be a good person. He rubbed a lot of people the wrong way when he came in and he's never cared to repair that image. Only one person forgave him for what happened, Masaharu and truly, I believe that was due to bro code or something. He's not as arrogant as say, Satoru or a certain red head but he does clearly seem to feel that his place here is secure enough that it doesn't really matter what the rest of the house thinks.

If we're going to call a spade a spade, I think Tak made his holes and none of us bothered to patch them up. Ever since he weaseled his way in behind Masaharu, I haven't really been seeing him all that much. Granted, I... haven't tried to reach out. I should. It's the right thing to do. Someday. Soon, I hope. Anyway, I know I mentioned in the past (elsewhere) time and time again how close Masa and Nish are but the relationship that Kai has with Masa is frankly wonderful to witness. They're almost like actual brothers. When he was here he could get along with most people but just as easy as it was to get along with him, it was also easy to get on his bad side.

How I managed to get Lucifer, Avatar of Pride, to say yes to this is really beyond me but I tell you what. I wrangled him once. I could wrangle him again. He isn't thrilled to be constantly reminded that he can't keep away from me but he'll be fine. He tends to steer clear of all the others. He really only interacts with his brothers, Dia, Barb and Simeon. He's very protective of them too. I've had to forbid harmful magic because he almost used some sorta weird spell on Kai when he and Mammon got into a fight over a card game. Who, speak of the devil, loves to write checks his ass can't cash and gets into arguments with everybody. ESPECIALLY, new guys and he HATES temporary visitors. HATES them. He's very territorial over me. So, just like his older brother- I don't know why he's here. I love that he's here but even I can admit that it's gotta be doing more harm than good. And yet- won't leave. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Natsuki is such a ray of sunshine in the house. Mammon once tried to cause drama with him and honestly felt so bad HE APOLOGIZED- in his Mammon way, of course. He's the most positive and jovial. Most of them think he's a little airheaded though which sorta allows him to get away with things that the others wouldn't necessarily get away with. I know the truth though. A lot of times, he's one of the mediators when there's drama that the people involved can't resolve on their own. He has an impressive way of getting the others to lower their defenses and open up to him. He's said to have a surprisingly calming presence, which to me just means, he's really matured over the years.

Like Nacchan, Reiji tends to appear more positive but it's not as genuine as it is for the other guy. He's given up on trying to spread that positivity to the rest of the house a long time ago. He decided that he really only needed to be on good terms with me and his universe-mates. He's only home in time for dates and to go to sleep. He's left the house and come back more times than I can count. He says it's not for him. I say it's not for him. Neither of us know what we're doing here but once we get one on one time, it starts to make sense. And thus, the toxic cycle...

There's some similarity here with Tokiya and Reiji in that Tokiya is fairly selective with who he spends his free time around. There's no point as he is hardly home to begin with. He really only frees up his schedule when he knows that I've freed up mine for him. He doesn't fight for time like others do. He just waits for me (to his detriment sometimes) to make time for him. Everyone (except the obvious) thinks he's quiet. No one really gets why he's here because they rarely see us together. They all think he's silently judging them behind his books whenever he's sitting in the room- and he probably is. He does have one guy outside of his canon pals that he seems to like a good deal. Reread my last sentence and you may be able to guess if you're familiar with my boys.

'All hail Satan!' is a phrase that has been done to death in this house and he's about ready to kill the next person that utters it. He's quite calm until he's not. He hated that he had to share with his brothers, then the demon lord, his butler and an angel and now 15+ other people? It makes him feel like he's going to pop a blood vessel from time to time but he's learned to live with it. He's the walking, talking fountain of knowledge. Whenever anyone has a question about anything, they all know that Satan is their demon. He was sorta pissy about it at first but now, he gets sorta antsy when he hasn't been asked a reasonably easy to research question in a while. Aside from his canon-mates, he considers both Tokiya and Zayne to be his only friends in the house.

Beelzebub is a whole lot like Natsuki in that he brings a lot of positivity and sunshine to the house just by being himself. He was the cause of most people's irritation when he first moved in due to his appetite but he has a heart that you just can't hate. So, everyone always cooks and shops with Beel's appetite in mind. He's the resident little (big) brother.I'm just glad that it's not as insatiable as it is in the Devildom. He gets along with everyone but aside from the obvious, he's closest to Natsuki and Choso. Surprisingly, he's the only person in the house that LOVES Nacchan's cooking... somehow.

If you're familiar with Obey Me at all, I think it goes without saying who Diavolo is closest to in the house. Canon-mates aside, Dia has found living in the house quite interesting because he gets to interact with so many different types of humans on a daily basis. He enjoys that they don't treat him specially or anything because of his royal status in the devildom. He gets along with most people. While he knows that he's here because he's dating me, he appreciates it differently because he gets to experience what it's like getting to live with a bunch of roommates. He'd have never gotten to do something like this in the Devildom- the brothers stayed but he was still prince. This, it's different.

Ahhhh, the newest addition to the harem house, Doctor Zayne. He's still in the routine hazing process of joining the house. So, it's sort of hard to tell what his relationships are like in the house overall considering most of them ignore, if not are downright assholes to him. BUT, aside from the resident Sunshine Boys, two others have taken him under their wing and sort of shown him around and helped him navigate life here: Tokiya and Satan.

I saved the following three for last as they only visit the house when called, on whims or when their schedules allow for it. The Visitors (not to be confused with temporary visitors- that's a different conversation.. some other time though)

I can begin with Charles, since he's perhaps the least controversial of the visitors. Charles comes to town, takes me on whatever date he planned for days (because he rarely ever pops up spontaneously), Handles His Business, aftercare, might even stay for coffee or maybe the night if i ask nicely and then he leaves. Charles has no relationship with the others. I mean, there's Pickles, sure but he doesn't count lol. Whenever I suggest to him that he should try to interact with others more, he says to me, "Oh? And what clause was that in? I only agreed to you getting to know other men. I've no interest." ...Charlie.

I am going to talk about these two at the same time as they seem to stir up just about the same amount of controversy and provoke the same ire. Pickles and Saitama- the two baldies, my beloveds. Just them being around is enough to set any one of the other housemates off sometimes. Both for different reasons. Some of it goes sorta deep but some of it is fairly simple. Each of the visitors have been involved with me (let's detach even further from reality and not think about age AT ALL for a sec) for 9+ years. Years of involvement hold some importance for each house member- It matters none to me but here we are. Pickles and Charles have been around since 2008 and Saitama since 2015 (the Utapri boys, a year before that but were only talking visitors right now).

Pickles is very arrogant about the length of our relationship, his place in my life and our chemistry/how well he knows me. He credits himself for being the reason the other guys are even allowed to exist in my life. He's not shy about letting them know he feels that way either. As far as he's concerned, he's my main guy (#1) and if he says the word, the rest of them would have no choice but to leave and I'd listen because I'm the one wrapped around his little finger- not the other way around... He's a piece of work (read:toxic) but I love him, right? The others HATE to see him coming. He typically lets me know when he's going to be in town because he's working around his schedule but when he's not on tour, he pops in at random more frequently and he tends to make a show of it. Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, hates him. But I think if there's anyone that hates him most, it's Masato and that's because he upsets the balance that Masato set. It makes Masa want to throttle him.

I think that the hate Sai gets is pretty unfair though. Like, with Pickles, I can totally get it. The guy is a dick. But Sai honestly just minds his business. If I'm being completely honest, I think all it really boils down to in the end is jealousy. Whenever he comes to town, we may go out if I reaaaally want to but for the most part we chill at home. We cook and eat at home. We have movie dates at home. Neither of us care to shop and we honestly get enough sight seeing from work. We spend whatever time we have together at the house, unlike I do with the others and because of that, they get to see what I'm like with him. I think they see our chemistry and they don't like it. It's also a night and day difference between what Sai is like with me versus what he's like with the others. He'd try to be cordial for my sake but he's never cared to make friends. For that reason, they take his indifferent personality as a slight against them (especially after seeing how he is with me) when he's really just like that by nature..

It's a shame though because Sai can be really sweet in his own way. When he does stop by and there's someone new undergoing the hazing process, he tends to offer them some sort of guidance or advice to get through it (again, in his own way). Yet, he's still branded as the asshole that pops up whenever he wants, has his way with me and leaves. Soooo sad. 

[hamliet]

(TGCF book 7 spoilers!)

After being so busy in the last few days, I was finally able to finish it! Let's just say that I have so many thoughts!

First things first, Shi Qingxuan my beloved 🥹 I missed him a lot! Though I am sad at how much trauma he went through, it's nice to know he isn't completely unhappy and even became a beloved figure in his new community.

Second things second, Yin Yu! Even though he was full of ressentment over always being in the shadow of his shidi, he still protected Quan Yizhen, and I think this means a lot more than he realized! Deep down, I think he still cared deeply for him, and I felt quite sad over his death. (Also, is it just me, or do YY and QYZ remind a lot of SQQ and LBG?)

Speaking of characters I feel sad about, Qi Rong is probably the one I'm going to miss the most. I have so many thoughts on him, I almost don't even know where to start! He was always the character that brought a smile to my face with his shenanigans when things were more serious, so seeing him die was sad, but he had a very satisfatory ending imo! I think that, even after he started hating XL, deep down, he wanted his approval/attention/love, but because of his personality (shaped by multiple circumstances neither he or XL could control), he never truly got it. I think what QR truly wanted was someone who loved him inconditionally and genuinely regardless of his sociopathic and immature behaviour, something he didn't get since his mother died. And, in the end, he got it in the form of a child. Even after threatning Guzi so many times, he always stuck by his side, and, without realizing, QR also became attached, because deep down he just wanted to be loved. As he died, he realized this. Realized that he never got XL's love, but that didn't matter, because in the end he still had what he needed, which was his child's love. 🥹 (Also the irony of him accidentally being right about most gods is not lost on me!)

And of course who can forget about the main highlight of this book? I always knew Jun Wu was related to White No-Face (in part because I was already spoiled he was the big bad of the series, thus they had to be related), and I always suspected White No-Face was the prince of Wuyong, so the reveal didn't surprise me at all. That being said, the way the reveal was executed gave me chills nonetheless! I think JW is perhaps the biggest projector I've seen in a piece of media, he really saw (sees?) XL as a version of himself and thus wants him to "join the dark side", because XL choosing the bright side might mean that JW could've become like that as well, and that perhaps hurts him. He succumbed to his own despair, so someone so identical to him must follow the same path... Right? But I wasn't expecting him to be so... In control of the narrative up until now. I wasn't expecting most monsters to be related to him as well, and I always thought that the HX/SQGX/SW ordeal was something mostly related to the three, so the reveal that JW was planning on getting rid of SW in one way or another... JW truly had eyes everywhere uh.

Another character that was everywhere in the narrative right under our noses as well was Mei Nianqing, he reminded me of XL as he recounted being involved in so many things since the days of Wuyong, to him being the person who tried to warn about SQGX's fate at the hands of the Reverend, to being the state perceptor of Xianle. I knew he was going to play a big role in the story after he was mentioned in book 6, but I wasn't expecting him to have such a big role in the story, to the point where it was him who basically explained the truth about literally everything.

I also liked seeing LQQ again, and Pei Ming was the funniest character besides QR. The shenanigans he gets himself into are always entertaining, but I can't help but pity him. One of his friends is dead, the other works directly for JW, and in the end he had to deal with a crazy ex-lover and a crazy ex-friend as well. Also wasn't expecting Ling Wen to be so... Cold, as she was one of the first characters we saw in the series to be somewhat amiable of XL. Then again, the hints of her coldheartedness were there since the Brocade Immortal arc anyways. It makes her quite the intriguing character!

And last but not least: Mu Qing and Fen Xing. I became much more found of them once I realized they where their own supposed subordinates who helped XL in the beginning. I was quite lukewarm of FX's doomed romance, but after these last two books I understand now why it makes sense within the story. Also, Mu Qing acted quite sus in this book, it didn't cross my mind at first, but I wonder if he's working for JW...?

So yeah, these are my thoughts on book 7! I admit I thought this was the last book of the main story and book 8 would have the extras, but I'm glad the story didn't finish just yet! I hope to get the special edition with merch this christmas haha! Also, I'm glad you liked to hear my thoughts on the story up until now! :)

Yay! Love reading this!

And oh yeah, YY and QYZ are definitely SQQ and LBH. That's kinda why I'm always side-eyeing the statements that all characters are straight besides the main pairing. Like. Girl, they clearly aren't lol.

And yes, Qi Rong! I think I did an analysis in the past about how if you look at exactly what he says early on in the story, he's right about every single god except for two: Quan Yizhen and Shi Qingxuan, the two gods who are actually the most pure hearted and kind and good, but otherwise, on paper, seem not fit to be gods--Quan Yizhen because he doesn't care about pleasing others and the clear autism subtext, and Shi Qingxuan because his brother literally took his god-exams for him to get him ascended. Yet, these are the two best gods in a lot of ways, and the only ones Qi Rong can't read for filth because he's seen so few examples of actually good people in power.

[theotherackerman]

Totally Pucked

Summary:

HOCKEY AU

Mikasa Ackerman hates her annoying neighbor, Eren Jaeger. He is loud, he is annoying, and worst of all, he doesn't remember her from their childhood. But that's fine, she has enough things to deal with like why the real reason she quit dance and her cousin/adopted brother's return to hockey as Eren's coach.

Eren Jaeger knows exactly who lives across the hall from him, even if she doesn't. It doesn't matter though. It would be breaking one of his rules to hook up with her anyway. So he continues to shove her away.

But as fate would have it, these two keep getting thrown together, whether they like it or not.

RATING: MATURE

Ships: Eren/Mikasa, Armin/Annie, Levi/Hange, Gabi/Falco, Jean/Pieck

NOTES:  I have no idea what this is. Do not ask me. I've read too many hockey romance novels and this the result. We're going to pretend that Marley and Paradis are somewhere in the midwest of America (because that's what I'm from). Everything I know about hockey is from google and romance books so sorry if anything is wrong.

COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: Any recognizable elements belong to Attack on Titan

CHAPTER ONE:  And they were neighbors

“And breathe in. 1-2-3. Then release.”

Mikasa listened to her guide meditation. 

Then the banging on the wall started. 

Ignore it, she told herself.

“Another deep breath.”

“YES!” A woman in her neighbor’s apartment cried. 

Mikasa tried to ignore it.

She tried.

It was seven am in the morning. Didn’t he have practice tonight?

And could the Reiss family not afford to make these walls a little thicker? 

Mikasa pinched the bridge of her nose. 

She was acting like Levi. 

Historia had told her about this place, promising a good price since her father owned the building. 

What Historia had left out was the jackass who lived across the hall.

Eren fucking Jaeger. 

He was loud.

He was obnoxious.  

Mikasa had known him previously. They had gone to school together before he moved. He had been her first kiss and her very best friend.

But that was all forgotten. It was almost eighteen years ago. She didn’t expect him to remember. In fact, they didn’t say much to one another. Even though she wanted to tell him that the walls were thin and the women he brought home were far too loud. She wanted to tell him that if she got woken up by his parties one more time when she had dance rehearsal in the morning, she was going to dump sugar in his gas tank.

But she couldn’t do any of that.

Why?

Because Eren Jaeger was the Center and star player of the Shiganshina Scouts who Levi was currently coaching. That meant Levi would somehow get involved, the last thing that Mikasa wanted.

She wanted to do everything on her own. 

Besides, she had caused enough problems for Levi lately.

She could have told Historia but Historia was already trying to cover Mikasa’s ass from what had happened to cause her to completely quit dancing.

No one knew why the principal dancer of the Karifa Dance Theatre, the most popular dance theatre in the midwest, would just up and quit. Why would Mikasa also stop teaching classes and then just disappear off the face of the planet? 

“And breathe in,” the voice said again.

But it was the moans from next door that caught Mikasa’s attention.

This was it.

She was done with it. Walking over to the wall, Mikasa pounded on it as loud as she possibly could.

In response, the woman next door only got louder.

“Fucking Jaeger,” Mikasa muttered under her breath. 

Swapping over to her playlist on spotify, Pierce the Veil filled the apartment, drowning out the noise from next door. 

—-------------

Eren had only a few rules for hooking up.

Never give them your phone number. They’ll sell that on the internet.

No photos.

No repeats.

Absolutely under no circumstances hook up with anyone related to the team.

Always use protection and make sure they don’t know where you throw it away. 

Those rules were simple and how he successfully handled his shit.

He had a legacy to live up to after all.

Eren Jaeger.

Son of hockey legend Grisha Jaeger and brother to hockey legend Zeke Jaeger.

The Jaeger Dynasty is what they called it. It didn’t hurt that his half brother played for their biggest rivals. It was always a bloodbath when they played against each other. Now with Levi coaching, it would be worse. Zeke and Levi also had a rivalry. They had played for opposing teams in college. Levi was a monster on the ice,a legend. Levi Ackerman was an idol of Eren’s, much to Zeke’s chagrin. When it was reported that Levi was in a car accident and it wasn’t looking good, Eren had cried.

But now after years of physical therapy, Levi was returning the ice.

As a coach, his coach.

As soon as Levi was announced as their new coach taking over for Dot Pixis, Eren threw up. 

“You fucks better skate better,” Levi told them. 

He didn’t yell.

He didn’t scream.

He just gave them this look that terrified the shit out of everyone.

“What kind of pass was that, Kirstein? I’ve lost two fingers and can do better than that! My cousin would out play all of you!” Levi called the forward.

Jean grunted as he skated away. 

Levi’s cousin was Mikasa Ackerman, Eren’s first kiss and the woman across the hall.

She was also now off limits.

So Eren found other women to occupy his time. 

Because rule number four said that you don’t hook up with anyone related to the team.

The blonde he had in his room was pretty nice this morning. Her name was Sharon or maybe it was Shelly. 

Fuck. 

He didn’t remember.

There was a different blonde waiting for him, leaning up against his suv after practice. 

“Oh no,” Eren groaned upon seeing Historia. 

“Oh no is right. Do you know you’re a PR nightmare right now?” Historia didn’t look up from her phone as she continued to scroll. “Hockey Star Eren Jaeger was seen smoking weed and leaving with a random blonde last night. The Bad Boy is leaving a trail of hearts behind him. Bad Boy Eren Jaeger dukes it out with football player Boris Feulner in a club in downtown Shiganshina club.”

“Okay, I get it. You didn’t have to take me on as a client,” Eren muttered under his breath. 

“Oh no, I did. Because your brother is my cousin which makes you family. You know I do PR for other people as well? Not just you. And you are a pain in my ass right now. I have other clients who need my help more than you.” 

“Then go bother them,” Eren unlocked his suv. 

“No, because you are an actual problem. Look, chill out. Find a girlfriend. Find a PR girlfriend for all I care or become a monk! The season will be starting soon, then no one will care about you. It’ll all be about the team,” Historia commanded. “And stop being mean to Mikasa.” 

“Oh so that’s what this really is about,” Eren scoffed.

“No, it’s not. She doesn’t even mention your existence to me. I just know you’re an asshole who likes to be loud and play his music far too loud. She’s my friend, afterall.”

“I’m nice to her,” Eren muttered as he opened the door and threw his bag into the backseat. 

Historia raised an eyebrow, “whatever. Just…go. And stop making life hard for me!”

—---------

“Well Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a hell of a game tonight. Zeke Jaeger vs Eren Jaeger. It’s also the first game of Coach Levi Ackerman taking over the Shingashina Scouts! Can you believe it? Just a few years ago, it was a showdown of rivals Zeke and Levi. Now Zeke is facing Levi as a coach!”

“That’s right, Shadis! In case you didn’t know, the commentators for tonight are me, Theo Magath and my co host,  Keith Shadis. We’re coming to you live from Maria Coliseum in Shingashina! Tonight's matchup is the Marley Warriors vs the Shingashina Scouts. Let me tell you, it’s going to be a bloodbath out there. There’s so many rivaliers at play here. Not to mention two brothers facing off, the youngest coach of the Shingashina Scouts ever. History is going to be made tonight.”

“Have you seen the celebs showing up for this tonight? Of course, we have hockey legend Grisha Jaeger here along with his wife, Carla Jaeger. Looks like Grisha is wearing a Scouts jersey and his wife is wearing Warriors,” Shadis said. 

“That’s so interesting to me. Carla isn’t even Zeke’s biological mom. Though from what I’ve heard, the woman has been a huge supporter of Zeke since he lost his mom,” Magath announced.

“That she has. We also have model Frieda Reiss here. She’s Zeke’s cousin and rumored to be dating someone on the Warriors yet she’s wearing a Scouts jersey to support her own team.”

“Those are just rumors. Frieda and the Reiss family have been huge Scout fans. Not to mention a sponsor.”

“That they have.”

“The most surprising face in the crowd tonight is Mikasa Ackerman!” 

“That’s not surprising to me, Magath. Mikasa was instrumental to Levi’s recovery from that nasty car accident. It’s Levi’s return. It’s his first game since the accident. There is absolutely nothing that would stop her from being her. He is, afterall, her adopted brother. There’s only four years between the two of them. Not to mention, she used to play hockey after all. Many were confused when she didn’t go on to play in college. I’ve seen videos of her skating and I have to say, I think the girl may still have it.”

“Can you imagine if Levi was still playing and he and Mikasa were on the same team?”

“The Warriors would have zero chance then.”

—--

“WOO!! That’s right!” Sasha yelled in the box as the Scouts scored a goal. 

Mikasa shook her head as she took a drink of her beer. “You have far too much fun at these,” Mikasa laughed. 

“Only because Jean and Connie are out there. Do you miss the ice?” Sasha asked as she sat down next to Mikasa. 

“Not really, especially living across the hall from Eren,” Mikasa rolled her eyes.

It was lucky that it was just the two of them in the suite. Hange would have been there but they had another lecture to give. Mikasa didn’t know what the status of that relationship was. She didn’t want to. There was an unspoken rule that neither Levi nor Mikasa talked about their sex lives or relationships. In fact, they both liked to pretend that neither of them had sex even if they had walked in on one another. It was bound to happen when they shared a townhouse once Mikasa had entered college. 

Now that they were 27 and 31, respectfully, they still pretended. 

“GOAL! From Kirstein!” Shadis announced and Mikasa was pulled from her thoughts. 

“YEAH! THAT’S MY BOY!” Sasha yelled. 

Mikasa took a drink as she shook her head. Some people thought Sasha was hooking up with Jean or Connie. That couldn’t be further from the truth. The three of them had been friends since high school. 

Mikasa had one rule about her hookups: no hockey players. Though there hadn’t been many. There had been one guy in college that Mikasa didn’t like to remember and a few one night stands she’d rather not remember since then. 

Mikasa sighed, not really paying attention to the game. It was a bad idea coming here. It brought up so many memories. 

Everyone wanted to know why she quit and moved back here. 

Everyone could go fuck themselves. 

It was none of their business.

The game continued on with Mikasa not really paying attention until the end. 

It ended with the Scouts winning. 

At least Levi would be in a good mood when she saw him. 

—-------------------

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

Levi looked up from his desk to see his cousin leaning the doorway. 

“Great game,” Mikasa smiled.

“That goal should have never gotten through,” Levi muttered as he stood from his chair.

“Yeah, yeah. Springer should have gotten it away from one of the Galliards but it happens.”

“If you would have been out, they wouldn’t have gotten close to the goal at all.” 

“They don’t allow women in men’s hockey, you know,” Mikasa rolled her eyes.

“The league should reconsider that,” Levi remarked.

Mikasa shook her head. 

“How has it been?” Levi asked as he walked towards her. 

“I’m not…it got rough during the game. I just thought about dad a lot. Then mom. And then what that asshole said and my thoughts started spiraling…”Mikasa trailed off.  She held back tears.

“That’s why you took this time off,” Levi reminded her. 

“Hey Coach, we’re….” Armin trailed off. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

Mikasa took a deep breath.

“This is my cousin, Arlert, Mikasa. Mikasa, Arlert,” Levi introduced them. 

“Hi,” Mikasa nodded. 

“Hi, are you coming to Zeke’s with us?” Armin smiled.

“I…um…”Mikasa looked towards Levi.

“She is. I have to go grab Hange and I’ll meet you there,” Levi remarked as he pulled his coat on. “Arlert, can you take her?” 

“Oh. I don’t want to be any trouble,” Mikasa looked down. 

“No trouble at all. Eren’s suv is huge,” Armin assured.

“Sasha is riding with them,” Levi added. 

“Oh! You’re friends with Sasha! Then you have to come,” Armin grinned. 

“Okay,” Mikasa nodded.

“I’ll see you there then,” Levi added as he started to walk out of the office, the two of them following him. He watched them walk out. 

He trusted his team with her and Mikasa couldn’t spend her life hiding in her apartment, no matter what she thought. He locked his office and made his way to the parking lot.

—-----------------

Jean, Connie, Eren, and Sasha were waiting for Armin and Mikasa by a Cadillac Escalade. 

“Are you sure there’s enough room for me?” Mikasa asked Armin.

“Of course! Eren’s car seats seven. You can have the front seat,” Armin offered. 

Sasha grinned as Mikasa walked up. “I’m so happy you decided to come!”

“Ackerman,” Eren greeted Mikasa. His hair was still wet from the shower.

“Jaeger,” Mikasa replied.

“Hey, Mikasa,” Jean greeted her. 

“We haven’t seen you in forever!” Connie added. 

“Yeah, sorry. I’ve just been…” Mikasa looked down. 

“Connie! You’re going to be on my team for beer pong, right?” Sasha jumped in.

Mikasa was so thankful for Sasha. Though Sasha didn’t know the exact details about what had happened to cause Mikasa to quit dancing, Sasha knew enough. 

Sasha knew that a man had made a remark about Levi that had greatly upset Mikasa to the point that Mikasa punched the man. Historia had made the whole thing disappear, PR wise and legally. 

“I told Mikasa she could sit up front,” Armin informed Eren. 

“Just waiting on the Rookie now,” Eren told them as he unlocked the car.

He opened his passenger door for Mikasa and then went and got into the driver’s seat. Sasha, Jean, and Connie piled into the back row while Armin sat behind Mikasa. 

A young man came running out of the rink. 

“Sorry!” he said as he reached the suv and climbed into the seat behind Eren.

Eren shifted the car into drive and drove out of the parking lot.

“Falco, this is Mikasa. Mikasa, this is Falco,” Armin introduced them.

“Hi,” Falco waved to her as she turned around.

“Hi,” Mikasa replied.

“So are you Eren’s girlfriend then?” Falco asked.

Mikasa jumped in her seat, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Eren was gritting his teeth.

“No, I’m not,” Mikasa looked away from Falco.

“Oh. Sorry. It’s just that Armin always sits up front.” 

“Mikasa is Levi’s cousin,” Eren informed them.

“OH!”

Mikasa started fidgeting with her hands before she began picking at her nails.  She bit her lip. 

Music began to play, pulling Mikasa from her thoughts. She immediately recognized the Bring Me the Horizon song. She looked over at Eren, his hands flexed on the steering wheel. She noticed that his phone was now sitting on the hands free clip that was on his vent. She wanted to thank Eren but she had a feeling he would just shrug it off. 

—---------

The ride to Zeke’s was uneventful. 

Eren hadn’t been expecting Mikasa to come at all. 

They hadn’t hung out since they were kids, which she never told him whether she remembered that or not. 

As soon as they arrived, Historia launched herself at Mikasa. 

“I can’t believe you’re here!” Historia quickly whisked Mikasa off into the living room. 

“I can’t believe you all hang out after almost killing each other on the ice,” Mikasa remarked.

“We only hate each other on the ice. Most of us went to either high school or college together,” Zeke explained. “Welcome to my home, Mikasa,” he grinned at her.

“Thank you,” Mikasa replied. “Sorry for just showing up.”

“Think nothing of it. You’re Levi’s sister practically, you’re always welcomed here,” Zeke reassured her.

“I thought you were his cousin,” Connie noted.

“I…my parents died. Levi’s mother took me in,” Mikasa looked down again. 

Historia’s hand slipped into Mikasa’s.

Mikasa’s parents had died? 

Eren had no idea that had happened. Levi had never mentioned it, then again why would he? When did that happen? It had to be after Eren moved away. 

“My mom also died,” Zeke confessed.

The whole reason that Eren, his mom, and his dad had moved so that Zeke wouldn’t have to change schools since Dina had passed. The same age difference between Levi and Mikasa was the age difference between Eren and Zeke. Though most of the time, it didn’t feel like there were four years between Eren and Zeke. 

“Way to bring down the mood, Connie,” Jean rolled his eyes. 

“Be my partner for beer pong?” Historia asked Mikasa.

Mikasa bit her lip before nodding. 

The doorbell rang and Zeke excused himself to answer it.

Gabi, Falco’s girlfriend, arrived with Pieck, a good friend of Zeke’s. It wasn’t long before Zeke’s friend Niccolo arrived along with the rest of the Warrior’s team. Then the last of the Scouts showed up. Hange and Levi were the last to arrive. 

Zeke and Hange ended up very quickly in a debate about something in theoretical physics that Eren did not understand at all.  

Eren found himself watching Mikasa more than he wanted to admit to himself. There was something off about her. It wasn’t just that her parents had died. Sasha and Historia were trying very hard to include her in everything but Eren could see very quickly that she was beginning to get overwhelmed. There was this part of him yelling at him to go save her, help her but he didn’t have a clue how to do it. When she excused herself and went into the kitchen, Eren followed her.

He saw her take a deep breath and close her eyes. Careful not to touch her, Eren went to the fridge and pulled out a beer. 

Mikasa jumped. 

“Sorry,” he said as he held a bottle out to her. “I swear this is good. Zeke drinks the most random shit just because he likes the bottle. This one is good.” 

Mikasa took the bottle from him. 

Eren reached over and twisted the top off of the bottle before grabbing one for himself. 

“Thanks,” Mikasa remarked before she took a drink.

“They can be overwhelming,” Eren noted. 

“It���s okay. I just….” Mikasa trailed off.

“Dealing with some shit?” Eren finished.

Mikasa snorted, “putting it mildly, yes.” 

“The loud rock music from your apartment clued me into that.”

“You don’t want to know what the moaning women have clued me into,” Mikasa snorted again.

“That I’m an excellent lover?” 

Mikasa scoffed. 

“Don’t scoff at that,” Eren grinned before he opened his own beer. 

“Shouldn’t you be out there with everyone?” Mikasa looked down as she took another drink. 

“Eh. I wanted to check on you. You know…because of Levi.” Eren took a drink of his beer and put both beer caps onto the counter. 

“You never check on me next door.” 

“You seem like you don’t want anyone to talk to you.”

It was true. He had thought about talking to her. When he first saw her outside of her apartment, Eren had thought he had won the lottery. She was taller, obviously but her eyes were still that gray he was obsessed with. Her hair was cut into a pixie cut but it was still Mikasa. 

“It’s not that I don’t want anyone to talk to me. It’s just…I don’t want to talk about the shit with my parents or why I quit my job or Levi’s injuries,” Mikasa looked down. 

“Alright, so you're stuck on a desert island..” Eren grinned.

Mikasa looked up and rolled her eyes. “I’d get a boat to get off the island. That’s the worst question ever. I thought you’d come up with something a bit more creative.” 

“Would you go forward in time or back in time?” 

“Forward,” Mikasa answered.

“Really why?” 

“Because I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing and I hope future me has the answers. I just need to get out of this slump,” Mikasa confessed. 

“MIKASA! I need you again!” Historia yelled.

“I should go,” Mikasa left Eren alone in the kitchen. 

He stood there, surprised that she had confessed that much to him. 

—------------------------

It was starting to get late. 

Hange and Levi had already left. 

Mikasa wasn’t sure if she should ask Sasha or Frieda for a ride home.

“I’m heading out,” Eren walked over and told her.

Why was he telling her this? 

“You want a ride home?” he asked.

Oh.

Eren was actually offering her a ride home.

“Um, sure. That would be great,” Mikasa bit her lip. 

Eren nodded. 

“Let me just tell Historia and Sasha,” Mikasa replied.

Eren nodded again. 

She quickly found Sasha and Historia. Historia walked back over to Eren with Mikasa.

“I’m watching you,” Historia told him before walking away.

“What was that about?” Mikasa asked as she followed Eren to the door. 

“She’s my PR. You’ll be happy to know that I’m not allowed to hook up with anyone for a while,” Eren scoffed as he opened the door.

“How horrible for you,” Mikasa rolled her eyes as she walked out the door.

Eren grinned at her as he closed the door behind him. He walked ahead of her, unlocking the suv, and opening the passenger door. He closed the door behind Mikasa once she was in before he climbed into the driver’s seat. He put his phone into the clip on the vent. He hit play and rock music filled the suv as they drove home. 

Mikasa was thankful Eren hadn’t found the need to speak the entire way there. 

Tonight was fun. She had spent the majority of the night playing beer pong or pool with Historia and Sasha. Some of the team had tried to get to know her but Mikasa didn't know what exactly to say. She didn’t want to explain why she had given up hockey because apparently, Levi was bragging about her. She didn’t want to explain that she had gotten into a physical fight with a male dancer. She didn’t want to talk about her parents' death. 

The days off since she had quit just reminded her how much she didn’t even really care about dance. She had just been doing it in her mom’s memory. But she also had no desire to return to hockey. Not that she could, she was too old now unless it was rec league. But she didn’t want to do it.

Now she was just living off of savings. She knew she was lucky for that. 

Eren pulled into the parking garage that was attached to their apartment building. After getting out of the car and locking it, they walked silently to the elevator. 

As soon as the elevator closed, Eren put his key into the elevator, allowing the elevator to take them to the top floor.  

“Why are you being nice to me?” Mikasa asked.

“Honestly, because your cousin scares the shit out of me and I’m not in the mood to get yelled at by him tomorrow. Besides, I am nice,” Eren scoffed.

“Really? Because last time I talked to you, you told me to fuck off and slammed a door in my face,” Mikasa answered.

“Okay, first of all, she was hot. I was in the middle of something…”

“Oh I’m sorry, I don’t want to hear your sex life when I have to be up early the next morning!” 

“Do I complain about hearing all the shit from your apartment? No, I don’t.” 

“You know all that goodwill you built up today is gone. You care about no one but yourself. You don’t care that others don’t want to hear you having sex or being loud or fighting all the fucking time. You only care about yourself.”

“If I don’t, then who will? Huh? You’re like some ballerina in a music box.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” 

“You just exist to be pretty and perform whenever some wills it. There’s no substance to you,” Eren scoffed.

Mikasa reared back like she had been hit. Her hands shook. It took every bit of power not to punch him in the face. 

“Fuck you,” Mikasa gritted out.

“You’re not my type, Ackerman,” he shrugged. 

“You know what? I actually thought you were a person. I actually thought for a moment I could be friends with you that you were….” like I remembered. But the words wouldn’t come out. “But it turns out you’re just an asshole who lives across the hall.”

The elevator doors opened. 

“And don’t you forget it,” Eren answered. He pulled his key out and left the elevator. 

Mikasa scrambled out of the elevator and into her apartment. She threw her keys into the bowl next to the door. Throwing herself onto the couch, she buried her face into a pillow and screamed.

Fuck Eren Jaeger. 

[the-alice-of-hearts]

we can go back to hating each other tomorrow

Marinette looked at him, her heart was still beating so fast, she couldn't be alone. "We can go back to hating each other tomorrow, but tonight will you just stay with me?"

Hood raised an eyebrow. "Is this a trick?"

"No, I just, please. I can't be alone tonight. It's, something happened. I don't want to be alone." Marinette couldn't admit to Hood what had happened.

"What happened?"

"Does it matter?" She bit her lip.

Hood scoffed. "Only because the girl who hates me is asking me to stay with her overnight, the girl who told me to go to hell not even a week ago, the girl who tried to kill me three days ago. How do I know this isn't a trick for you to be able to kill me for good this time?"

"I didn't try to kill you," she whispered.

He gave her a look. "You hung me out a window."

She took a deep breath. "I knew you would survive."

"What happened that you're too scared to stay home alone tonight?" He asked again and she looked away.

"I almost died... someone tagged me as a civilian, it was terrifying, and I don't trust that they didn't follow me back to my apartment."

"Ladybug, what did they look like?" Hood took a step closer to her. "If they hurt you-"

"What do you take me for? A damsel? I took two out of three down, but the last guy got away, and I don't want to risk that he found me. Who knows if they had friends."

Hood nodded. "Okay, I'll stay with you tonight. Your place?"

"Yeah," she agreed. "Show up in twenty?"

"Yeah. I just need to get changed." He looked back at her. "You feel safe getting home?"

"I'm using Kaalki."

"Good. See you shortly."

---

Jason arrived at her place and Marinette let him in easily. "Thank you," she whispered.

"It's my pleasure." Jason walked in and shut her door behind him locking the locks.

Marinette went and curled up under a blanket in the armchair in her living room and turned on a french film.

Jason followed her and sat on the couch. He pulled out a book he had brought with him and started to calmly read.

After a while, he couldn't keep quiet anymore. "I don't hate you," he said into the quiet room.

"Yes, you do." Marinette was looking at him.

"Marinette, I've never hated you." Jason felt the weight of his words and knew what would happen next. It always happened between them.

"Then why do you avoid me?" She asked him openly and he couldn't resist telling her the truth.

"The same reason you came to me tonight. I trust you, and that scares me." Jason put down his book and stood up. "I can't explain it Marinette, but you scare me."

Marinette stood up and came over to look up at him. "I think I understand," she whispered.

Jason looked away towards the small hallway. "So, do you have a guest bed set up or am I sleeping on the couch?"

"Jason..." Marinette reached out to turn his face but he took a step back.

"Come on Pixie Pop, answer the question."

She sighed. "I have a guest bed in the sewing room. I'll get it cleaned off real quick."

Jason nodded and followed her. She finished getting the things off of the bed. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Marinette."

She hesitated in the doorway for just a moment and Jason tried to find the courage to say something.

"Sleep well," she whispered.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. "You too."

[tiaamorosa]

Keon & Javier (Part 3)

In the last part, Javier said that he often prayed, even if he is not a believer. He prayed for good weather, a good fishing catch and often against loneliness. Now comes the sequel.

“against loneliness? Praying doesn't help with that... I'm a lone wolf now and can no longer wish for my family back from God. I don't even know where I'm supposed to go. This island here..."/ ", as I said, you can learn to adapt, there's plenty of fish, the vegetables are always fresh... And when the moon is full again, you'd better think carefully about what you do"/ "say not to me, but to my inner beast.”

Suddenly a gurgling sound was heard, followed by an agonized deep squeak. „oh, hehe“/ "Excuse me, please. But it's been almost two days since my last meal, I had fasted before I wanted to go hunting. But unfortunately that didn't work out yesterday"/ "I can make you something to eat, but it won't be fish today, the weather isn't playing ball"/ "that's okay, something to keep things quiet in there again," Keon looked down and held his stomach.

While Javier prepared something to eat, Keon looked around. “You paint pictures���”/“Yes, more or less. But I prefer to bang on a large block of wood or a block of stone and create a few works of art out of it. When I paint, I often lack inspiration... And motivation too... It was just an attempt, again"/"Can I finish it?"/"Uh, can you even paint?"/"I can do a lot of things"/" well, okay If you want".

Keon stood at the easel and began to finish the picture of Javier. “I'll probably try it here for a few days first. And I'll get an idea of what the wildlife population is like here"/"I'll tell you right now, you'll be disappointed, but... That shouldn't stop you from staying here."

“I’m done…”/ “What, already? I haven't even got the food off the oven yet." Javier glanced back over his shoulder and paused for a moment. “You were quick… And you even added a few clear lines”/ “I said yes… I can do a lot of things. That smells very good”/“the spices make up everything, the rest is just corn, corn flour and water, a nice, tasty mush, but it fills you up”.

“Here, I know it looks like you've eaten before, but it's really better than nothing. And about fasting... As a wolf, you shouldn't do something like that. Because once he's really hungry, there's no control anymore"/"I've often wished I didn't have him, but rather that I was a normal man"/"You're a normal man, Keon, and... Here , take".

Javier definitely believes in other beings. He has already read many books about mystical and mythical figures. There were some books that could be saved, and there were also other useful reading materials. But the fantasy stories often inspired him very much. But there was never any mention of werewolves there. Curiosity is greater than anything else at the moment - he would like to see him in his wolf form. But what will Keon's nature be like then?

Keon tries to organize his own thoughts. He still has the terrible events clearly in his head. Professional hunters who stormed his village and murdered everyone but him in cold blood. He was able to escape, but at some point he was pushed into a corner, or rather the cliff, so that there was no turning back for him.

"Is the weather always this bad here? It's been hailing non-stop since I woke up"/ "well, it's actually summer, normally the sun shines for many hours every day. But it shouldn't be a bad sign"/ "maybe I've brought bad karma with me to the island"/ "I'll show you everything here tomorrow"/ "I'm sure people will be surprised at me"/ "you're not the first castaway here".

"I didn't come with a ship…"/ "I know that, but the others don't. So you should think carefully about what you say. You're my… roommate now. You went overboard somewhere and floated on the water for days. You must be a fast swimmer, otherwise you wouldn't have come so far in such a short time. We don't know where the next island or the next mainland is."/ "I've lost my bearings too …"

“the orientation… I've lost mine too, or let's say… I want to go in a certain direction, but I don't know… if it's right to go where I want to go"/ "and where do you want to go, Javier? If I were stuck here as long as you are… I would have strong wishes at some point"/"hh, I have them, but they are difficult to implement"

“You started praying… Then pray for them to come true”/ “I do that… Every night before I go to sleep. I just never had the feeling that it would do anything, but this morning...I experienced a miracle...I saw how you found your way back to life on your own."/ "That was a miracle for you? Then just wait until the next full moon.”

In fact, there has never been so much hail here before. Maybe for a few hours, but not the whole day. “And I…should really sleep in your bed?”/ “Sure, I don’t mind sleeping out here in the living room. I often couldn’t make it to bed…”/ “Well, okay… thanks”/ “not for that…”.

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End of part three

[pantherlover]

An Artificial Night Re-Read: Part 4

Hello again! Here's part 4.

Chapter Twelve:

Man, Quentin really threw himself into the deep end re: quests, didn't he? The last book he was only supposed to tag along to figure out what was going on with January, and then just refused to leave when people started dying; this one he snuck into Toby's car and made the Luidaeg let him tag along. (Also, *how* did that meeting go?) Toby might've honed Quentin's bullheaded heroic tendencies, but they're definitely all his.

Spike is the *best* sidekick; I hope he gets the best fertilizer after this.

Chapter Thirteen:

This book has made me more interested in Amandine than I've ever been before, if only because I'm very curious now about a) the specifics of the prophecy about Amandine's line and b) when she started hiding that she was a Firstborn. Acacia says that Amandine was 'very... visible, once. Before her choices were made.' I'm guessing that this doesn't refer to Amandine becoming a Faerie Bride after August disappeared, because Acacia didn't know that Amandine had had a second daughter. Could this possibly refer to refusing to stop Blind Michael's Ride?

@figmentera mentioned that the 'road' Blind Michael (in chpater 11) said Amandine set aside was referring more to the prophecy about her bloodline than a literal road, which feels more and more likely the more she gets brought up. Which makes me a little curious about when the last Ride happened; I assume that it would've had to have happened while August wasn't in the picture, because then the prophecy wouldn't have depended on Amandine filling it.

Chapter Fourteen:

I'm not sure why Toby's so mad about Quentin sneaking into her car to follow her to the Luidaeg's; that absolutely sounds like something teenage Toby would've done. (On second thought, that might be why she's so mad!)

Quentin's a great squire; even when he's confused by what Toby's doing, he'll back her up when she needs it.

Oh, Jessica's so *happy* to see Toby in this book; I'm so sad that she died still being scared of Toby.

Chapter Fifteen:

'Spike trailed us to the edge of the trees before stopping, clearly intending to stay where it was most needed.' Seriously, Spike is the BEST sidekick.

'[Quentin] was Daoine Sidhe, and the smell of mortal blood was strong enough to be almost choking. He should have smelled it before I did. So why didn't he?' More hints that Toby wasn't what she thought she was!

Reading about Katie's partial transformation reminds me that Seanan McGuire can be SUPER terrifying.

Chapter Sixteen:

'Five of the older kids were busy lashing bundles of sticks together as they finished Helen's litter, and there were sentries posted in the trees, almost invisible through the leaves until you walked under them.' Raj did SUCH a good job organizing the kids. I hope Tybalt makes sure that Raj knows how well he did.

''...I almost envied [Helen]. Whether we lived or died, the pressure wasn't on her. She was taking care of the children and leaving the heroics to Raj - and to me. Lucky us.' Honestly I think this is pretty unfair of Toby? Calming that many kids down in such a stressful situation is HARD, especially when she must've also been freaking out, and Raj definitely wouldn't have been able to rally the kids if the youngest ones were panicking. Helen was doing more than enough to make sure everyone made it out.

'[Karen] gestured frantically, and i realized with dim horror that I could see through her. In my experience, see-through people are usually dead.' I have two questions about this. 1) Toby mentioned in Be the Serpent that the older Karen got, the more time she would spend sleeping. Does this mean she can project herself so people can see her when they're awake? Or will she only be able to visit people while they're sleeping? 2) Can the fae be ghosts/spirits, or is Toby referring to her mortal side re: see-through people?

'The Luidaeg was on the other side, white-eyed and frantic, with ashes in her hair.' WHAT was going on on the Luidaeg's side???

I'm not gonna lie, Toby pushing the kids through the door felt very '101 Dalmatians' to me.

I bet all of these kids hear that the Luidaeg is supposed to be a terrifying monster and just. Refuse to believe it. Nope, that's the nice lady that let us cry all over her kitchen floor, she's not scary!

'"You need to get these brats out of here. I can't stand kids."' This is somehow the truth (because the Luidaeg can't lie) and the biggest lie we've ever heard her say.

I *love* that Danny's voice message already has info about Barghest rescue.

That's it for this part! I'm going to try to get these out a little faster (guueeeessss who just realized she only has 10 days until the next book comes out!) but we'll see how it goes. See you next time!