#them reuniting and hugging and holding each other for forever!!!!!

[lyxchen]

Maddie Simon Reunion Hug WHEN???

(If you like my art then please reblog it, also another version plus close ups are under the cut)

[kyehwas]

ah! love... ft. yoon jeonghan & choi seungcheol

-> or, u reunite w/ ur hot elementary school husband and his just as hot roommate

wc : 1.1k of pure bullshittery...

Visiting your mother during weekends was always fun, she always found something interesting for the two of you to do. It took your mind off college and you got to spend time with the person you loved the most.

“Y/n! Do you want to look through your old yearbooks? I found one from kindergarten!” Your mother calls from downstairs.

“What?? That was like, forever ago!” You go running down the stairs to your mom, holding up the yearbook. You scanned the page until you found yourself, bright eyes and toothy grin.

“Wow, I wonder how everyone else is doing,” You muse. You remember Hana, your best friend who wanted to be an actress when she grew up. Or Taehyung, the kid who you had a one sided rivalry with since he'd always get the last apple slices.

Or Yoon Jeonghan. Your elementary school “husband”. He confessed to you with a really weird smelling flower and the same day, the two of you got married under the play structure, united by ring pops. The two of you did stop talking to each other after first grade, but you never really broke off the marriage. By default, wouldn't that mean you were still married to Jeonghan?

You couldn't get your mind off it, off him. What was he like now? Was he a good or bad person? Would he still remember you?You haven't been in an actual relationship since then. Sure, you've probably had a situationship or two, but you've never full-on dated anyone.

As you went back to college, dreading the next few days of lecture, you found yourself not paying attention to what dorm you were trying to enter, the thoughts about Jeonghan still plaguing your mind. Instead of entering yours, you accidentally put your key in the neighboring one. Right as the occupant was leaving.

“I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention, my dorm is right next to y-”

“Y/n?” The guy cuts you off, brushing his bangs back, “Wait, is it you?”

“Huh..?” You’re stumped for a few seconds before realizing. This was the guy you married in kindergarten. “Oh! Jeonghan?”

“You really do remember me, y/n!” Jeonghan teases, hugging you. 

Surprised by the sudden embrace, you hug him back. “I didn't know you went here, Jeonghan. How are things?”

“They're great, I'm majoring in the arts right now, and I'm roommates with my best friend. You?” The way Jeonghan talked had a certain ring to them, almost as if you had stayed friends throughout all the years that passed since kindergarten.

“It's doing alright. You know, my dearest husband, my mother showed me the kindergarten yearbook yesterday. We never broke off the marriage, did we?” Jeonghan was the same tease you knew him to be, so of course you had to match his energy.

“No, I don't think we did, my darling wife,” He presses a kiss to your hand. You not pulling away was a big enough sign: You like him. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No, do you have a girlfriend?” You ask in response, heart beating out of your chest.

“I do now, if you'd let me,” He says, staring at you. As he begins to approach your lips, the lower voice of a man from behind stops him completely.

“Jeonghan, you lea- oh, who's the girl?” The man, who you're guessing is Jeonghan's roommate, asks him.

“This is y/n. We've known each other since kindergarten, haven't we?” You nod. “This is the first time we're meeting in a long time, Cheol, don't worry, I'm not hurting her.”

“Nice to meet you, y/n, I'm Seungcheol, Jeonghan's roommate.” He holds his hand out for you to shake it, and you hesitantly accept.

Seungcheol's gaze lingers on you longer than you expected, more of a craving look than a friendly one.

Not only is your kindergarten husband hot, but so is his roommate. Yeah, things won't get complicated at all.

Since the first accidental encounter, you've started visiting Jeonghan and Seungcheol more often. They'd let you hang out on the couch between them as a show played, joking and eating snacks.

You don't notice the fact that Seungcheol glared at Jeonghan when he slung an arm around your shoulder with a smirk. You don't notice when Jeonghan flipped Seungcheol off after he hugged you goodbye.

You’re an obstacle in their relationship, a rock set between the two of them that you had no idea about. You're oblivious, until that one day.

It was a day like always. A Sunday morning, you had no homework so you thought it wouldn't hurt to visit your next door neighbors.

The door is unlocked, and you take this as a sign to slowly open the door. Only Seungcheol is inside, so you wave to him.

He waves back, smirking. “Jeonghan isn't going to be here for a while, y/n. It's just me and you, doll.”

Your face heats up at the nickname. Both him and his roommate have made very obvious attempts on flirting with you, most of which you brushed off as jokes or friendliness. “Mmkay… where is Jeonghan?�� 

Seungcheol's arm snaked around your waist, clearly pissed you were bringing up Jeonghan when he was right there. “I said,” He shifted closer until your lips were centimeters apart from his, “It's just me and you. Don't worry about him.”

“Cheol…” You warn, but you don't pull away. 

“I know you want me,” He mutters, and just as he's about to kiss you, the door creaks open.

“What the fuck, Cheol?” Jeonghan came home. You move Seungcheol's hand from your hip, eyes wide open.

“Jeonghan..!” You gasp, backing up as he approaches you and Seungcheol.

“Y/n, Seungcheol and I… we need to talk! Just stay there and look pretty, wife.” Jeonghan forces a grin, but his gaze shoots daggers at Seungcheol.

You stay at your position against the wall the entire time that the two men are gone, your heartbeat speeding up when they finally come back.

“Choose,” is the first word that comes out of Jeonghan's mouth.

“Um…” You hesitate, eyes darting between Jeonghan and Seungcheol. “What if I can't..?”

“You…” Seungcheol crosses his arms, “can't choose?”

You nod, “I like both of you guys. Call me selfish, but I want both of you.”

“You want both of us?” Jeonghan quirks an eyebrow up, and now you're kind of regretting what you said.

“I mean… you guys are both hot? I don't want you guys to fight and have your friendship break apart just because of me. So it's a win-win-win..?”

Seungcheol uncrosses his arms and Jeonghan's stare softens. They look at each other, then back at you. “What do you think, Jeonghan?”

“I'm alright with it if you are, Cheol.”

“So, who gets first dibs?”

[hardbeingcasual]

everything i want, arisu fem reader

♪ everything i want, beabadoobee

this is how tomorrow moves masterlist

aib masterlist / masterlist

warnings. death mentions (karube, chota). sadness. angst. fluff ?. can be read as platonic . short but sweet!

about. you reunite with arisu, but not in the place he expected it to be.

Before Arisu, Karube and Chota arrived at the borderlands, you were meant to meet them at Shibuya Crossing, but you happened to be running late, messaging apologies into your shared group chat.

Then Arisu got to the borderlands with Karube and Chota, and he witnessed what went on in this new place, he hoped you weren’t here. He didn’t want to lose you, like he did with Karube and Chota. If he had to play that 7 of hearts game with you, he wouldn’t have been able to live with himself, losing Karube and Chota was a lot, and he did want everything to end there.

Then he thought of you.

The thought of him going back home, to where you were safe is what kept him going.

So he played those deadly games and lived for you.

But when he saw you here, at the beach of all places he felt like his whole world was crashing down.

You can’t be here, right?

Surely his mind was playing tricks on him. It had been doing that ever since his 7 of hearts game.

His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed you had spotted him, your face lightening up at the sight of him, you rushed through the crowds and met him halfway, immediately bringing him into a hug. Like missing puzzle pieces finally connecting.

You were here, with him, in this place. He cradles you close to him as if you were a fragile doll, like you were going to crack at any given moment.

He didn’t realise it until you spoke up, he was crying. “Arisu?” You hesitantly pull away from the hug, your eyes meeting his for what felt like the first time in forever to him. He felt relieved to see the light in your eyes.

You both didn’t realise how close you were until you felt his tears fall onto your own face, but you both didn’t bother to move away from each other.

“Karube and Chota — I couldn’t save them. It’s all my fault.” He mumbles, the pain in his voice evident as he looks anywhere but your face.

He can feel you tense up at his words, he swallows the lump in throat as he finally looks back at you. There were a few stray tears down your cheeks, your lips pulled in a frown.

He did this to you.

He’s the reason you’re sad.

He didn’t want you to be here, in the borderlands.

He wanted to do nothing but to protect you.

You pull him back into a hug as soon as you see the guilt etched up on his face. Your voice croaks as you speak, but he didn’t care, hearing your voice was comforting to him, like a melody. “It’s not your fault.” You hold in a sob as you speak, “The games are so cruel, don’t blame yourself.”

Arisu lets out a shaky exhale as he lets your words sink in, he still couldn’t believe you were here, in his arms comforting him like he wanted.

[its-avalon-08]

the paths we didn't take (cl16)

part3!

multipart story! part 1 part 2

Summary : Years ago, Charles Leclerc and Y/N promised to let each other go—for his dreams, for her freedom. No calls, no texts, just memories they buried deep. But when fate reunites them in Monaco, old scars and unresolved feelings resurface. Some loves are unforgettable, but can they find their way back, or is it too late?

✦ pairing - charles leclerc x female reader

Chapter 3: "The End of Us"

Graduation night was a blur of laughter, hugs, and the echoing sound of congratulatory cheers. The air was warm and thick with excitement, and the whole school had gathered for one last celebration. Charles and Y/N, though, barely noticed the festivities. The world around them felt distant, like they were in their own bubble, separated from the noise.

Charles stood with a wide grin on his face, surrounded by his friends. He had received the call that morning. Formula 2 had offered him a spot, and as much as he should have been celebrating with everyone else, his thoughts kept drifting back to the girl who had always been by his side. Y/N was now talking to a group of her friends, but her eyes kept flickering toward him, as if they both knew this night would end differently than they had imagined.

Y/N stood near the refreshment table, trying to focus on the conversation, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the acceptance letter she had gotten just that afternoon. She had been accepted into her dream college, the one she had worked so hard for. But as much as she had longed for this moment, a part of her felt a sense of dread growing in her chest.

She glanced at Charles across the room. He caught her gaze and smiled that smile—the one that had been hers for so long. She smiled back, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

The party continued late into the night, but as the evening drew to a close, the crowd thinned out. The music softened, and the chatter faded. Charles and Y/N, finding themselves alone once again, slipped away from the remaining group of students. They made their way to the same rooftop where they had sat so many times before, where their relationship had been built on the innocence of childhood and the promises of forever.

The city lights below them flickered like a sea of stars. Y/N sat on the edge of the roof, staring at the sky. Her hands rested on her knees, but her fingers trembled slightly. She could feel the finality of this night creeping in. The moment they both knew was coming.

Charles stood beside her, his gaze fixed on the same sky, his heart pounding. He wanted to reach out, to pull her close and say something—anything—that would make this easier. But the words wouldn’t come.

“You did it,” Y/N said softly, breaking the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re going to Formula 2.” She turned to face him, her eyes searching his face for any sign that he was struggling with the same emotions.

Charles nodded, but there was a bittersweet smile on his face. “I did.”

“I’m proud of you, Charles. You worked so hard for this.” Y/N swallowed hard, trying to steady her breath. “You deserve it.”

“I couldn’t have done it without you,” he said quietly, his voice laced with raw emotion. “You’ve always been here. I know I’ve been distracted, with racing and everything, but you’ve always been here.”

“I’ve always been here,” she repeated, her throat tight. “And I’ll always be here, even when I’m not with you.” Her voice cracked, and she quickly wiped away a tear, not wanting to break down in front of him, but she couldn’t help it. “I’ll always cheer you on, Charles. Even when I’m not right by your side.”

Charles turned to her then, his heart breaking at the sight of her trying to hold it together. He had always admired her strength, but right now, he just wanted to take all her pain away, even though he knew he was the one causing it.

“Y/N…” His voice faltered. “I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I wish things could be different.”

She shook her head, her tears now falling freely. “Don’t apologize, Charles. This isn’t about that. This is about our futures… and the paths we have to take.” She took a deep breath, wiping her eyes. “We’re not the same people we were when we started this. We’re growing into different versions of ourselves, and that’s okay. We can’t keep holding on to something that isn’t meant to be.”

Charles stepped closer, his hands shaking as he reached for hers. “I don’t want to let you go. I don’t want to lose you.”

Y/N’s heart cracked open. She looked up at him, seeing the pain in his eyes that mirrored her own. “You’ll always be my first love, Charles. No one will ever replace you.” She closed her eyes briefly, taking a shaky breath. “But you need to find the right girl. The one who can give you the future you deserve. The one who’ll be there when you need her.”

“No,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “I don’t want anyone else. I’ve always wanted you. You’re the one I wanted.”

She smiled through her tears, shaking her head gently. “But you have a future that’s bigger than this. Bigger than us. You have racing, and you’re going to go far. I don’t want to be the one who holds you back. You deserve to be free to chase your dreams without worrying about me.”

Charles stepped back, his heart in his throat, and looked up at the stars. “I’ve always been so focused on my racing,” he murmured. “But you’ve been here, Y/N. And I haven’t appreciated it enough.” He paused, swallowing hard. “I don’t know how to do this without you.”

Y/N reached out and placed her hand on his cheek, turning him to face her. “You will,” she said softly. “You’re stronger than you think. And you’ll find someone who makes you happy. Someone who can be there for you in ways I can’t.”

The weight of the words hung between them like an anchor, dragging them deeper into the inevitable. The silence was thick with everything they couldn’t say, everything they couldn’t change.

Charles looked at her one last time, his voice barely a whisper. “I’ll never forget you, Y/N. You’ll always be in my heart.”

Y/N nodded, her voice catching in her throat. “I’ll never forget you either.” She took a final, shaky breath before adding, “I’ll always love you, Charles. No matter where we go.”

He kissed her then, one last time. It was slow, tender, and filled with all the words they couldn’t say out loud. And in that moment, it felt like the world had stopped spinning. Like they were the only two people left in the universe. But they both knew the truth—they couldn’t stay here forever.

When they pulled apart, both of their eyes were red, their hearts broken but full of love.

Y/N turned away first, walking toward the edge of the roof. She looked back at him one last time.

“You’ll be great, Charles,” she whispered. “And I’ll always be cheering you on, from wherever I am.”

And with that, she disappeared into the night, leaving Charles standing there alone beneath the stars, the weight of their love and their parting settling in his chest.

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[echantedtoon]

Perhaps In Another Life P2

Part 2 of this let's go!

This is inspired by a similar post by @o3o-aya and I wanted to put my own take now. Daki will be included but their own parts will be PLATONIC!! COMPLETELY PLATONIC!!

Summery is the reactions of the Upper/Lower Moons watching you run back to your Haishira s/os upon their defeat. Will stay sfw etc.

Warnings for yandere themes, kidnapping mentions, death, Karaku and Enmu ARE their own warnings, possibly some innuendos,etc.

Zohakuton will be included as a part of Hantengu's but bit he's written as PLATONIC!!

ENMU:

Your husband warned you not to get on trains.

This was the reason why. How you ended up being trapped by a sadistic gremlin like demon who took fascination in you. First it was just an idea to hold you as bait for your Flame Haishira husband seen sneaking around the trains lately but it quickly became a more intimate fascinating for him as he watched your dreams and thought the tears you had as you begged to be reunited with your husband was so delicious.

So that's why he cursed those brats who killed him and glared with the hatred of a thousand nightmares at the Haishira who gave him a similar stare of his own holding you unconscious body in his arms.

However he's smugly satisfied knowing he forever put the fear of loosing each other in your minds. His part will always be in your minds.

GYUTARO (+PLATONIC UME/DAKI):

He knew something was up when Daki brought back a woman that was infiltrating the houses to find them. Stupid really. But he had her comb through the other houses quickly in order to cut down on anyone.

She ended up finding three other women including you.

You were so pretty. So pretty it made his sister pause seeing her brother's reaction to you and gave her the idea of keeping you as a kind of doll and gifting you to her brother. He agreed. Asked his sister to get rid of your wives. Got angry when he learnt you married. Got angrier when your husband showed up looking for his wives.

And now here he was crying out to his sister and blaming her for allowing those damned brats to find where they hid you. Watching with tears as you were group hugged by your wives. Clinging to your severely injured husband as poison pulsed through his body.

He wanted to cry out for you. But his mouth was already disintegrated. All he could do was cry a few miserable angry tears and hope in your next life he could claim you first.

HANTENGU (+CLONES):

You were kind and compassionate. That's what the Love Haishira loved most about her girlfriend, a.k.a You. And you loved her just as much. Unfortunately it was that kindness that was your downfall. You showed some kindness outta fear when you ran into the Upper Moon Four, and he had taken you.

Deluding himself into believing that you two were in love all along and the evil slayer brainwashed you into thinking you were in love with her instead.

So he couldn't stop sobbing when he saw the pink haired woman he had been fighting swinging you around in her arms happy to have you back. You were crying too, latching onto her as she twirled you around.

COULDN'T YOU SEE HE WAS THE VICTIM ALL ALONG?!

SEKIDO:

DAM SLAYERS!! DAM YOU!! HOW DARE THEY TAKE YOU FROM HIM!! HOW DARE YOU EMBRACE THAT WOMAN!! He's angry with everyone until the bitter end as he watches through Zohakutan's eyes.

URAMI:

Like Sekido he's so angry and bitter! He resents the way you chose your wide over them and he resents the pink haired Haishira most of all.

AIZETSU:

CRYING. SOBBING. He wants to yell out to you and beg you to come back. They'll be better he promises! Unfortunately his tears and turmoil can't be heard outside of Zohakutan as they all disintegrate into coming.

KARAKU:

He's mostly numb to be honest. He wants to say something but doesn't know what to say. He couldn't anyways even if he tried being trapped inside with the other three. But he does feel deep regret making you cry like that.

UROGI:

His first instinct is to try and make Zohakutan screech at them. He panics when he realizes that he's unable to do that. Like Aizetsu, panics and cries from within where no one can hear them.

ZOHAKUTAN:

Like Urami and Sekido, he's angry and resentful. However being the clone of hatred it's amplified to the extremes as he hears the other sevens' mixed reactions.

[littlxpxtal]

The Greatest

TYRANTS || STORY MASTERLIST

PAIRING: rafe cameron x fem!reader

WARNINGS: MDNI 18+ Content, swearing, sexual content, drug and alcohol use, violence

WORD COUNT: 2.9k

I'm trying my best

To keep you satisfied

Let you get your rest

While I stayed up all night

And you don't wanna know

How alone I've been

Let you come and go

Whatever state I'm in

March

Im here

It’s dark all around me, except for a small light coming behind the Chateau. I followed it, taking a sip of the liquor bottle I stole from my parents bar. I check my phone to see no one has responded yet.

”Idiots”. I mumble, walking further into the darkness down to the water when I finally hear whispers.

“BOO” I hiss at the shadow figures. Sarah yelps, and john b slaps his hand over her mouth.

“Shut the fuck up” pope whisper-yells at me.

“Don’t tell me to shut the fuck up, im here to fucking help.” I whisper-yell back. “Now where is he”

”he said he was paddling here and would give us a signal when he was close.” Jon B whispers to me. I crouch down and feel Kie’s small hand grab my arm.

“Hi mama” I whisper, “you okay?”

she leans her head against mine, and I feel a slight tremble in her grip. She had to be worried sick. I wonder if we all heard from JJ around the same time.

After a few more minutes of us crouching in the marsh we hear a horrible bird call.

“That’s him” John B says, standing up.

“I brought this” I say, holding out a rolled blunt and a lighter to him.

”Perfect” he grabs it from my hands, and quickly lights it.

“Who missed papa j?” JJ says out in a normal voice. Pope hushes him and he lets out a laugh. His figure appears as the light of the blunt casts a shadow over the water, and he paddles up in tattered clothes on the shittiest paddle boat I’ve ever seen.

”Jay” Kie lets out, running into the water and hugging him. His hands wrap around her waist, and he drops his head into the crook of her neck. My heart skipped a beat. I hadn’t seen anyone else be truly in love, aside from Sarah and JB, In forever. I couldn’t even use my parents as an example. one, because I barely see them, and two, they weren’t very publically affectionate with each other. The only time I saw them standing close together was in photos, when it was mandatory.

Even standing in lines as kids, they would sandwich us, my dad in the back and my mother in the front always leading the way and managing everyone’s orders and problems, while dad kept an eye out for us to be safe. I rarely saw them hold hands, and come to think of it, I cant remember the last time I saw them hug. I cant remember the last time I hugged either one of them.

I stayed back as the rest of the pogues walked into the water to greet him, the boys pulling his paddle boat up onto the grass, the girls holding onto him. He was weak, dehydrated, sunburnt, and tired.

I watched the scene as if it was a painting. The reuniting of best friends. John B handed the blunt to JJ and he took a long drag. I watched him intently as he walked closer, a smile creeping on his face, illuminated from the light at the end.

“Here” I say, handing out the bottle of liquor I stole. He shined his teeth, and pushed the bottle away, embracing me in a hug.

“Thank you for being here. You’re still one of us you know?” He whispered into my ear. A tear fell from my eye and I squeezed him back.

“I need you to stop doing dumb shit like this. We cant lose you.”

”no promises princess” he quips ack, finally grabbing the bottle from my hands and taking a long swig.

“Are y’all ready to do this or what?”

We drove up to Mrs. Crain’s house in the Twinkie, with all of the supplies they needed to get down the well and take out the gold. It was thundering outside, I was shaking from the cold air and tipsy from the bottle JJ and I were sharing,

I checked my phone to see I didnt have any messages.

I knew better than to bring up my problems right now, especially since it was about rafe, and I was with people who honestly didnt care if he lived or died. JJ is also in serious trouble, and were on a mission to complete a quest that JB’s dad had been spending years trying to solve. My boy problems could wait.

There was still an itch in the back of my mind, wondering what he was doing, but I think that was just because I was borderline drunk.

“You gotta stay here” Pope says, breaking me out of my train of thought.

”We need you two on watchout, someone ready to stir chaos if needed, which will be you, Y/N, and our getaway driver, Cleo” Cleo salutes back to him, hopping into the front seat. I nod my head, and watch Sarah get out of the Twinkie.

“Please, please be safe” I whisper, hugging her with all my might.

“We’re gonna be rich” she whispers back, with a smile on her face when she releases me.

“You been drinking a lot” Cleo remarks when the door shuts. I stick out my tongue at her and hold up the bottle.

“That a problem?” I mumble, taking a sip and leaning my head back.

“What’s on your mind girl?”

I sigh and roll my head to the side to look at her. Her eyes look sad, full of empathy. I close my eyes and take another sip before twisting the cap back on.

“I don’t know what im doing with my life. Doesn’t feel like there’s a point to anything.”

“What would you rather be doing than this?” She jokes, grabbing the bottle from my hand and throwing it in the passenger seat.

i huff and cross my arms.

“In a city with lots of people. Not knowing anyone. Going places and not having to worry about everything I do being broadcasted around the town. Meeting new boys. Finding love. Learning things outside of what this stupid fucking island wants us to know”

“You almost there sweetheart, you’re graduating in a few months, and you already have a plan to get on up out of here. You know the folks we with right now don’t have that same luxury”

”I KNOW’ my voice raises. I adjust myself on the seat and look out the window.

”I know. Which is why I cant say anything to anyone. I keep this shit to myself. It’s no one else’s problem. Everyone THINKS I have it figured out just cus im good at school and I got into college.no one is asking what im going study, who im going to live with, where I want to go afterwards. They don’t need to, and I don’t want them to. Because I don’t know. Everything has led up to this moment, and now that its here, im terrified. Im fucking frightened. And my parents wont let me see my best friends, im having to sneak away like this. The guy I, god I don’t even know how I feel about him, he’s so unreadable, he’s so emotionally removed. All he wants is my body and I just fucking give it to him. I give in every time because I just want someone to need me for something. I need someone to want me, I think that’s why I gave into Noah so quick, and was so hurt when he didnt want me anymore. I need a purpose for everything or else I feel nothing. And right now, I have no purpose.”

”Your purpose right here, and right now it to make sure we complete this mission safely.” Cleo responds. “You are needed by us. We’ve needed you this whole time, you just couldn’t be here. And we don’t blame you. We don’t blame you at all. This situation we find ourselves in, this segregated town is making things more difficult than it needs to. But you are loved, y/n. You are loved by us all. Especially JJ and Sarah. I see the way you cherish them, and the way they feel the same back. They are going to be a MESS without you when you leave for college. And im not saying that to guilt you, I just want you to know you mean a lot more to people than you think, or even realize.”

at this point, Im sobbing and Cleo is rubbing his hand on my knee. I lean my head against the back of the drivers seat and reach over, her other hand interlocking with mine.

“Love you Cle” I whisper.

“Love you too princess” she says, and I can hear her smirk through her words.

We sit in silence for 5 more minutes before we hear shouting.

“Open the doors” Cleo instructs as she turns the car on. I push open the passenger door, grabbing the bottle that Cleo confiscated.

I open the side doors, bracing myself for the cold air and whips of cold water against my face. I lean down and grab a flashlight, flickering it three times before turning it off, to alert them we were ready.

The shouts got closer, and I could hearing cursing and heavy breaths reaching closer, the next thing I know, JJ is launching himself into the Twinkie rolling over to end up right next to me with the goofiest smirk I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Pope hops into the front seat, and then girls trail in.

“WHERES JOHN B” Pope screams into the back. I look around frantically through the open door to look for him, flashing the flashlight out before I hear sirens.

”What the fuck happened” I say, turning around. Sarah grabs my hips, pulling me down onto her before shouting at cleo

“FUCKING DRIVE”

Cleo changes the gear and presses hard onto the gas, making us all shift back in our seats. Im still ontop of Sarah, while JJ and Kie hold onto my arms.

“The fuck is happening” is ask, looking around at their dirty faces and soaking wet hair.

“GO AROUND TO THE BACK” JJ shouts up at Cleo, and she makes a sharp right turn. Sarah pushes me up and im onto of Kie, trying to regain my composure as the Twinkie whips around

Kie holds me close, laughing maniacally and JJ grabs my face in his hands, and starts laughing too.

“We’re fucking rich, we’re fucking rich” they kept chanting in my face

“THERE HE IS” Sarah shouts, reaching her hand out of the side door. I scream and lean over to pull her in, worried that she was going to fall out, before I see a mud covered arm reach on the side of the door.

”oh shit” I mumble, falling back ontop of Kie and JJ again before John b hurls himself into the Twinkie.

”NOW GO” Sarah screams back at Cleo.

’WHERE”

”lets go to my house” I speak up

Everyone whips their heads to me, and I finally gain enough courage to sit up.

”My parents aren’t home, and people will think im on spring break or something. and you can hide the Twinkie in my garage. ”

Cle looked over to pope for assurance and he nodded his head.

“Alright you're gonna take a left up here”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Two days had passed since the pogues were staying with me. I ordered groceries to the house so we didnt have to leave, and we had a pretty good routine at this point. Everyone woke up between 9-11, and we all made a big brunch, hanging around the living room reading an and playing games. Then around dinner we all pitched in and sat around the table with lit candles. The nights ended w a smoke sesh and watching a scary movie.

I slept in my own bed, Kie and JJ in my older sisters room, John B and Sarah in my younger sisters room,and Cle and Pope in the guest room.

On the morning of the third day, I stayed in bed longer than usual, scrolling on my phone. I got a notification that Rafe had posted new photos, I clicked on the notification, the first few photos in the dump were just him and the boys fucking around. The fourth picture is what made my heart drop.

“Motherfucker”

a few moments later after staring at the image in disbelief, Sarah barges into my room.

“Let’s not do instagram today” reaching out, she grabs my phone from my hand and looks down to see I’ve already saw the image of rafe and Sofia together on spring break.

“Y/N” she sighs, clicking the phone off and tossing my phone to the other side of the bed.

“It’s fine. Seriously. We’re done with each other so. I don’t care” I shrug and stand up from the bed, walking over to my bathroom.

“‘I’ll be down in a bit.” I say before shutting the door.

When I exit the bathroom, I walk over the my phone astray on my bed.

There were a few missed texts from Sabrina.

so. I would suggest deleting the instagram app for now

are you okay???

alright I think you’ve already seen. Im so sorry.

what a fucking loser bro is wear im kicking his ass when he lands back in Kildare.

I already texted topper telling him off for having such a bad friend

okay he says that she just invited herself on their trip and he thinks rafe only posted that photo to be petty. He said they practically ignore each other every moment of the day except when people are taking pictures.

Idk if any of this is going to make you feel better. I hope you’re alright. I love and miss u so bad

im fine. He’s annoying

i respond, and leave my phone in my room as I go upstairs to find lunch already prepared, mostly everyone eating at this point.

“We were thinking of going down to the water today … around sundown?” John B speaks up when they see me walk in

”sounds good.” I say, with a fake smile, walking over to make myself a plate.

We trudge down to the edge of the water from my backyard, carrying baskets of food. JJ has his hood up and a pair of sunglasses, wearing some kook ass outfit I whipped up for him as his disguise.

Music buzzed through the speaker we brought back, a cloud of smoke surrounding us from the fire pit the boys had started. The sun had fully gone down at this point, and my mood had fathered back to being pissed off at Rafe’s post from earlier.

“So you gonna tell me what’s going on between you and rafe?” JJ says to me, holding out a joint and taking a seat next to me on the sand.

i take it out of his hand and take a drag.

“Dunno what you’re talking about”

I pass it back to him and he rolls his eyes.

”at first, when I noticed you always ended up around him, I thought it was just because he was one of the only kooks you actually knew. Ya know, since your were always with us and stuff. Then the whole thing on the beach the other week happened. I have never EVER seen rafe care about anyone. Not even Sarah. Hell he didnt even flinch to worry about Sarah when I pulled the gun out. Instead he grabbed you and ran away.”

I stared out into the ocean, the breeze blowing my hair into my face.

“What’s your point?” I ask, getting irritated.

“You keep shit so bottled up. Think that’s why we get along so well. We like to drown our problems and fuck around until we find out.”

I grunt and grab the joint out of his hand.

“I was hammered and rafe probably knew I was going to do something stupid if I wasn’t removed from the situation. His best friend is dating my best friend, so he probably just felt obligated to make sure I was fine. Plus it’s rafe fucking cameron for gods sake. Im not the kind of girl he goes for. Sofia is.” I mumble the last part and pass the joint back to JJ, pulling my knees up to my chest.

JJ shoves my arm and flicks my forehead.

”you’re an idiot” he says with a laugh. “You think it’s about you attracting rafe Cameron? That dude has always had the hots for you. He’s just such a Piece of shit he’s never going to be loyal to one girl. That’s just how he is. It’s not your fault at all he wont commit.”

”how do you even know”

he interrupts me with another cackle.

“Why are you keeping up this bit as if you aren’t obviously sleeping with him.” I whip my head and stare at JJ.

“Oh my god did Kie tell you” he smirks and gives me a sly wink

”She only told me because of what happened on the beach that night. When I got back I needed her to tell me everything I missed, and you know when Kie drinks she’s an open book.”

”damn” I grumble. “You don’t hate me?”

“No, I just feel kinda sorry for you.”

”okay fuck you”

”im just saying. Yu’re a special girl. You deserve more than someone who uses you for his own pleasure. I think when you leave for the main land you’ll get what you deserve”

”what if I think this is what I deserve.”

”we accept the love we think we deserve I guess”

”okay Stephen chbosky, I think its time we head back inside.”

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together / perfect: a scarian drabble!

romantic shipping! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“Just like Third Life!”

And just like this, the world slows down; and it’s only Grian and Scar again, just like it used to be. Just like maybe it always would be.

The cherry trees are gone and Grian thinks the faint breeze smells like desert flowers, blooming in the heat. 

Laughter, the sound of bells, lilacs and poppies blooming at their doorstep. Sharpening blades, the sun making Scar glow, beautiful in the evening light. 

He’s the same as he ever was; crooked smile, bright green eyes sparkling with a half-spoken joke, calloused hands reaching for Grian, to forgive him, always, over and over again. Forever.

Grian and Scar. Scar and Grian. Grian and Scar. They go together like everything good and everything dastardly; nobody’s perfect, but Grian thinks Scar might be close.

He ignores Scar’s outreached hand, ducking underneath it to hug him. Holding him close again. It’s him, underneath that stupid Bamboozlers suit, it’s Scar. 

Scar hugs him back, of course, and they fit together like two puzzle pieces finally reunited. Grian rests his head on Scar’s chest and thinks about the three freckles on his collarbone, like a constellation. It could be that nobody else has seen them, that nobody else has kissed him in the cold night air, whispered confessions and laughter and I couldn’t bear to lose you. 

“I missed you,” Grian mumbles, almost against his will, enraptured by him; the universe of Scar that was his once more. 

Scar pulls him impossibly close, and they hold each other like they never needed anyone else. Because maybe they never did.

“I missed you too, G.” 

[the-s1lly-corner]

Bishops x reader, but the reader is a past lover and they see their bishop in their new follower form. They may be big and scary but hey! They can finally hold each other’s hands and or hug.

Bishops reuniting w/ their partner as Followers

I kinda miss cotl i need to get back into it- i cant believe its been almost a year since i first got into it... i dont like how fast time is flying... makes me... uncomfortable... notes: gn any creature reader, post game, implied reader is immortal/has been brought back several times/has a skull necklace since the bishops fell and died a LONG time ago- something something the entire game actually takes forever in universe something something lamb has a different perception of time as a god/immortal cws: mentions of death

LESHY

very eager and very loud when you two finally reunite, he doesnt really care how the other cultists perceive him. youre HIS partner and hes not going to act all cool and collected when he finds you again... you... nearly think he would start scuttling all over you like you

his tail knocks over at least one person and/or small decoration- its basically wagging. its going to be wagging for a bit until things start feeling normal again. you bring him a sense of normalcy in these times and hes going to cling onto that hard

HEKET

now she actually does make a comment that you could have done better with your cult choices, shes not too much of a coward like kallamar to keep it to herself... slit throat or not shes going to speak her mind even if it takes a lot of effort and pain

will not let you leave her side... one might think she actually hated being separated from you for so long while she was in purgatory- and if you have the balls to ask her she will give you... a non answer that at least somewhat points to that theory being true. not that she would admit any form of weakness

thinks she is above the flocks work but god (lamb?) help her- if she sees you struggling she will pick up your work to cut you some slack... mutters something about how you shouldnt get used to it (you will get used to it)

KALLAMAR

well... its nice having one familiar face here! that isnt family at least... he actually is really happy to see you even if part of that comes from him clinging onto his life as a god- he still expects you to pamper him the same way you did before

he... does have a passing thought that you kind of sank low- really? the lambs cult? you chose to join the lamb? not that he can really say anything, hes here too... but still! its like! a total downgrade from anchordeep!

it... actually is a lot like how things were before, just less him openly shaming cultists- the size is an obvious thing. he still has the same wants and demands... you do sometimes feel like hes a little too vain, though... one would think getting killed and brought back to life to work in some healing bay would humble someone but alas/lh

SHAMURA

they dont instantly recognize you... but they know youre familiar and that youre important to them. in a sad sort of way its like watching them fall in love with you all over again- theyve been in purgatory for so long and without the crown their mind is in an even worse state

always always seeks you out for something- even in their worse moments they get the sense that youd be there for them, thus the instinct to come to you

the happy chittering sounds they make almost come out of left field for them- its involuntary and it makes them pause for a second to ponder over it

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I was promised to you (Reader x Geralt of Rivia)

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Summary: You are Ciri's older sister and promised to Geralt. When you get seperated from your sister after Cintra get's attacked you are saved by your guardian who you are hesitant off at first. Not liking each other at first, you begin to warm up to one another. Finally reunited with your sister she teases you for liking Geralt leaving you flustered. Geralt and you confront each other in an heated discussion which leads to an intimat kiss. [I changed the end approach a tiny bit]

“Cirilla!” – you screamed out the moment the impact hit. Bricks crumbling down, crashing down hard. Cirilla fell back. You immediately started scooping up bricks to clear your path to her. – “Are you hurt? Cirilla are you hurt?” – you called out in a panic, throwing bricks behind you. – “No…” – hearing her faint voice made your heart ease just a little bit. The bricks rolled down making you jump aside before they could hurt your feet. – “Cirilla!” – lifting your head up you saw your sister. You went across, throwing your arms around her. She hugged you tight back panting at what was happening around her.

“We…we have to leave.” – you told her taking her by the hand. Cirilla nodded as you led her on. Cintra was under attack, and you needed to leave the castle and city immediately. Hearing a scream or agony followed by a soldier stumbling in sight at the end of the corridor with a sword inside of him made you stop frantically. The one who had stabbed him came in sight as well, kicking the soldier out of balance.

The soldier tumbled to the ground as his blood smeared the stone floor. – “Close your eyes.” – you told your little sister not wanting her to see it. Cirilla squeezed her eyes shut, clamping onto you. Knowing you couldn’t stay here, you searched for a way out before they would notice you. On your right there was a door as you took the rash decision of opening it.

Quickly shutting it behind you. Cirilla let go of you while you barricaded the door with some chairs. Sounds from outside filling the empty space. Cirilla slowly walked up to the open window gap hearing the commotions louder. Her eyes widened with fear the closer she got. Screams of terror and slashes reaching her ears. Standing close enough she gasped loud, covering her mouth with a hand at the sight of the fires. Everything burning as the smoke reached the skies rapidly.

“Cirilla!” – you called out not seeing her around you immediately. The moment you spotted her, you ran up to her. Turned her around whilst covering up her eyes with your hand. – “Don’t look at that!” – you said loudly. Staring out of the window as well, you suddenly felt your palm wettened. Lifting your hand off her eyes it was clear she was crying. Kneeling down in front of her, you wiped some tears away. – “Don’t be afraid Cirilla. We’ll make it.” – you reassured her.

The loud banging on the door startled you. Cirilla panicked as you jumped up. The thumping got louder. The wooden door splintering. – “Y/n!” – Cirilla cried out tugging at your hand. Having to think quick, you looked around the room. The room was very simple. A table, some chairs, a fallen closet, and a bed.

The thought came so naturally you rushed up to the bed. Grabbing the blankets in a haste. Returning to your sister you almost fell tripping over a blanket that brushed the floor. – “Take these!” – you told her shoving them in her arms. Cirilla was staring in a panic at you. – “Start tying them!” – you ordered under the command of thuds on the door. You knew the chairs weren’t going to hold that door forever. Cirilla started to tie the ends of the blankets to one another. There was no time to be certain if it was long enough or even strong enough to hold you.

Grabbing the blankets frantically you were finding the end of the knotted one’s. With a soft pant you held the free end up. – “Keep tying!” – you told her as you rushed to the bed. Tying the free end around the pole. – “Done!” – Cirilla said out of breath. The thumping got louder and more rapid as it made you hurry over to her. Taking the knotted blankets from her you threw them out of the window. The fabric fell gracefully in place. – “Ciri!” – you grabbed her by the shoulder shoving her forwards. – “Go down now!” – you ordered her being chased by the loud banging.

“Wha…what about you?” – she wondered as you practically shoved her out of the window. – “I’ll be right behind you.” – you replied helping her out of the window. Cirilla held on tight to the blankets, hanging out of the window. – “Hold on tight, go down and run as fast as you can. I’ll be right behind you.” – you reassured her. Cirilla nodded with teary eyes. You watched her slowly go down. The door got kicked in as it made you gasp loud.

Two soldiers rushed at you, grabbing you forcefully by the arms. – “No!” – you screamed out kicking your feet for freedom. – “Y/n!” – Cirilla cried out wanting to climb back up. – “Go!” – you shouted loud as you were getting dragged away. – “Save yourself!” – fighting against their grip. The last thing you saw was Cirilla’s frightful eyes peeking over the window watching you get taken away. She nearly fell down from screaming in terror. Underneath of her Cintra was burning. The city was burning, and she needed to get out quickly. Sobbing loud she lowered herself till she came at the end of the blankets.

There was nothing else to do then jump. She let go of the blankets with a gasp, falling down. She imagined she’d break her bones once hitting the ground. Yet the hard impact never came. Instead of bruising herself on the cobblestone she got caught by sturdy arms. The person who caught her going briefly through their knees from impact. Opening her eyes she met up with two yellow one’s. The man stared briefly back at her as if trying to recall something. After a few seconds he set her down. Just as easily as he had caught her, he put her down for only to take his leave.

“Wait!” – Cirilla called out impulsively. The man kept walking not taking a moment to stop and hear her out. – “Who are you?” – she said loudly going after him. When she rounded the corner there was no sight of him. Not far ahead of her neighed a horse loud as fell to the ground, the soldier on it crushed underneath the weight. Cirilla gasped loud, turning quickly around to avoid getting taken by two soldiers that had come to take Cintra. She started running. Running like she’s never done before. Heading straight for the woods.

Geralt grunted deep walking casually between the fights. None affecting him as they were occupied with fighting each other. He kept eyeing both sides in search of something. A soldier had broken free from the fight coming his way. Geralt drew his sword slashing the soldier down before it could even come near him. Ashes falling from the sky as it had turned a dark orange. The smell of burnt and dead lurking around every corner. There much not much left of the courtyard as he looked around. Grunting again he pushed on making his way through the smoke.

The two Nilfgaard soldiers kept dragging you through the corridors. – “Let me go!” – you shouted fighting with every might for freedom. They rounded the end of a corridor as you heard the faint sound of an arrow. The soldier on your left loosened his grip on you making you turn to look at him. An arrow had penetrated his neck as it made you scream loud. Before he could drop to the ground, the other one was taken care of as well. Both dropped lifeless to the ground. A pair of hands grabbing you.

You flinched, panicked, screaming loud in defense, and jumping around for the hands to let go of you. You got pushed against the stone wall, a hand silencing you. – “Shhht princess.” – the man spoke as you recognized him from the council. – “We have to get you out of here.” – he said lowly removing his hand. He grabbed you roughly by the arm, guiding you through the castle. – “Where is your sister? Where is princess Cirilla?” – he asked wanting to know her whereabouts. – “She’s out… I got her out.” – you told him. – “Let us pray she is unharmed.” – he whispered pulling you through a door.

With his help you managed to get outside. – “I’ll go fetch a horse, stay here.” – he said getting in motion. – “Wait!” – you shout-whispered pulling him to a stop. – “You can’t leave me here alone. I am defenseless.” – you made very clear. The man pulled out a dagger handing it to you. – “Pray you may never need to use it.” – he said before heading off leaving you alone in the dark.

Stumbling a bit as if you were about to pass out, you felt the adrenaline leave your body. The dagger in your hand you looked up to the skies as they burned. You so hoped Cirilla would be alright. You didn’t care for your own life as long as your sister lived. You jumped out of your skin, holding the dagger tight for only the man to return with a horse. – “Princess get on.” – he ordered. You hurried over getting on the horse. The man didn’t sit behind you as you thought. – “Are… are you not coming with me?” – you asked scared.

The man shook his head. – “You’ll be faster on your own.” -  he said forcing you to grab onto the reins. – “But… I… I…” – you stuttered out unable to find the words. – “You have to leave Cintra, princess!” – he called out slapping the horse. The horse neighed loud startling you. The horse ran off as you clamped onto the reins for dear life. The horse sprinted off leaving the castle grounds behind it.

A soldier tried to come up to you but got knocked back by the horse. You felt like the horse was more leading you then you were leading it. It galloped around avoiding any obstacles. The closer you got to the city, the crowder it became. Gasping loud you heard another set of neighs. Looking over your shoulder a soldier in all black came in pursuit.

Running underneath an archway your eyes met up with a man going in the opposite direction. The contact was brief as he passed by like a blur. More soldiers began to swarm around you making the horse search frantically for a way out. It knocked some soldiers over whilst running off. You got bounced around as the horse kept making sudden moves and change of directions. A line of Nilkgaard soldiers blocked your way, swaying with fire at your horse. The fire made your horse threw you off his back, hitting the ground hard.

You called out to the horse, but it ran off. The soldiers came swirling around you, closing in on you. You got up to your feet with shaky legs, holding the dagger with a tremble. – “Stay back!” – you said trying to sound bravely slashing the dagger around to keep them away. The pressure of a hand on your shoulder made you flinch, screaming frightened. Having spun around there was another hand on your shoulder. You tried moving away from it as a hand clenching around the back of your neck held you in place.

You got pulled back feeling the fingers squeeze into your skin. – “Look what I got!” – the one holding you said laughable. – “I have the princess!” – you kept squirming your body to break free. Before you knew it there were several hands grabbing at you. Tugging and tearing at your clothing to get a piece of you. – “I’ll kill her!” – you heard a voice say but couldn’t see who was speaking. Calling it out you got suffocated under the swarm of soldiers.

Their armor thick and heavy. The slashing of a sword filled your ears as it seemed to give you some breathing area. The hands were slowly letting go of you one by one. You couldn’t see what was happening it was if a shadow was moving across. Slaying your enemies one by one. Swords clashed in a continuing battle. Screams of pain left and right. Gasping loud you pushed the few remaining hands off you. Sudden silence as you opened your eyes. Getting up you could see your enemies slayed. Their bodies scattered around. Slowly turning round your eyes fell upon a soldier… no a man kneeling.

His sword dangling in his grip covered in blood. He slowly lifted his head to meet up with your gaze. Eyes as bright as yellow staring back at you. Your eyes widened at the blood on his face. Not entirely sure what his intentions were you took a run for it. He could’ve easily killed them to walk away with the credit of killing you himself. Looking over your shoulder, you saw that he was coming after you. Screaming loud it panicked you that he was. Making your way out of the city and towards the forest.

He was closing in on you, heart beating out of control. Panting loud you kept running till. Your foot hit something hard forcing your body to get flung forwards as you tripped. A quick scream filled the air before you fell to the ground. You rolled over gasping loud when the man came leaning down on you. Hands pressed beside your head. Afraid you started scratching your hands around.

“Stop!” – he grunted out grabbing for your hands with one of his own. – “Let me go!” – you called out not wanting to die like this. – “I’m not going to hurt you!” – he called out with a deepness in his voice. You still didn’t believe him, using your feet instead. He groaned when you hit his stomach. – “I’m saving your ass!” – he called out rudely having enough of your protest. – “As if I would believe you.” – you replied loudly using your hands to punch him on his shoulder. He removed himself from you getting up. You hadn’t heard the soldier come up, but he did.

He drove his sword inside of the soldier. You got up when he pulled it out hesitant if you could take a run for it. Before you even took two steps he grabbed you by the wrist, dragging you with him. You started slapping his hand to get it off your wrist. – “Let me go!” – you groaned annoyed as he only tightened his grip. – “No!” – he shouted roughly in your face. It made you swallow and turn to silence. – “Who are you!” – you wanted to know. He didn’t answer till he was in the woods with you.

You blinked surprised seeing a horse tied up by a branch. He untied the reins ordering you to get up. – “Not before you tell me who you are!” – crossing your arms you demanded answers first. He sighed loud briefly looking up. – “Geralt.” – he answered gesturing for you to get on the horse. So you went saddling up. – “Wait… do you mean Geralt as in Geralt of Rivia the witcher?” – you asked as he got on the horse behind you.

You swallowed nervously when he rounded his arm around you to get to the reins. He remained silence as the horse got in motion. – “I am princess Y/n.” – you told him. – “I know.” – he grunted out making you scoff. – “Well of course you know I was promised to you.” – you said out loud as Geralt quirked his eyebrow up. – “All my life I’ve been told about the witcher I was promised to.” – you continued till a sudden thought crossed your mind. – “Does this mean I am to be your wife?” – you questioned bluntly. – “No.” – he responded with force.

A bit offended you crossed your arms. – “Good, because I didn’t want to be your wife in the first place.” – you responded bothered. Annoyed you kept silent till you couldn’t help yourself but speak. – “So if I was promised to you does this mean you are like a guardian to me?” – you asked. He only hummed once clearly not eager to talk with you. Admittingly you got a bit excited about that. – “Does this mean you have to get things done for me?” – you went on. – “If that is the case I don’t have much to ask for just.” – you moved your hand forward to start counting on it.

“One find my sister for me, two a new place to live and three can… can you find me a lover?” – you requested. Geralt huffed loud. – “I’m not your errand boy.” – he responded. – “But as my guardian you can make those things happen. I don’t ask much. If you can a few done of these I’d be happy.” – you happily expressed. Geralt came closer to your ear, whispering in it. – “No.” – his breath tickled making you rub your ear. – “Guardian… pfft guardian my ass…” – you mumbled to yourself.

*

“Y/n!” – Ciri screamed out at the sight of you. Your breath shocked seeing your sister run over to you. – “Cirilla!” – you screamed back getting up frantically. Tears swelled up in your eyes as you ran over to her. Arms wide to greet her in a warm hug. Ciri crashed against your body, wrapping her arms around you. Feeling the warmth of her body against yours made you cry. Geralt slowly rose and approached slowly. Ciri and you stopped hugging. – “I didn’t think I would ever see you again.” – you told her wiping your tears away.

“How did you make it out? Survive for all those months?” – you asked wanting to know every detail. Ciri’s eye fell on Geralt behind you. – “Oh.” – she said surprised pointing at him. Her surprise made you look over your shoulder to him as well. Geralt bowed for Ciri. – “He…he caught me when I fell out of the window.” – she said. – “He did?” – you responded to her seeing her nod. – “That is Geralt my guardian. Remember everyone talking about that promise. Well it is true. I am promised to him.” – you explained to your sister.

She smiled at him. – “He’s handsome.” – she whispered to you. – “Maybe a bit.” – you whispered back teasingly. – “Oh it is so good to be reunited with you.” – you took her hands leading her to the fire crackling. You sat her down on a log as you sat on the one close to her. – “Where… where have you been sister? How… how did you find me?”

Ciri took a deep breath looking a bit away. – “I’ve been lonely without you.” – she said softly. – “Your promise kept me strong. The promise that we would meet again.” – she reminded you. Geralt puffed soft finding it the silliest thing ever. – “Don’t mind him he’s like that.” – you told your sister ignoring him. Geralt glared briefly your way making your sister giggle loud. You looked over your shoulder with a glance full of attitude at him. Ciri looked between the two of you smiling shyly. – “Y/n.” – she patted you on the knee for your attention. – “Did he save you?” – she asked as it made you look shyly down.

“I did.” – Geralt replied making you look annoyed behind you to him. – “She was helpless even with a dagger. Couldn’t even stab someone properly.” – he continued. – “Oh, did you have a dagger?” – Ciri called out. You hummed loud turning towards her. – “Someone from the council gave it to me for protection.” – you told her completely ignoring Geralt. Feeling a bit left out, he started to mingle himself in the conversation. – “I am the one that brought up the dagger, so why are you talking to her.” – he didn’t mean to sound desperate but it kind of showed.

Ciri only smiled further noticing how smitten he clearly was with you. You sighed loud. – “People who are in each other’s presence can conversate with each other.” – you told him without looking at him. – “People?” – Geralt responded funnily. – “You aren’t here with one single person. Look at me too and Roach.” – he called out finding you unbelievable. You turned more to your sister. – “So how did you find me?” – you asked her again. – “What did you say again?” – Geralt said bothered. – “How dare you mock me like that when I’ve been so tolerant towards you ever since I saved you.” – he continued in a deep voice. Ciri pressed her lips together to hide her wide smile as you got up to face him.

“Who’s fault do you think it is I was promised and got this stupid cut.” – you said to him annoyed. Geralt leaned in pulling your hair up to reveal the cut in your neck. – “What do you mean stupid cut? It’s pretty.” – he answered loudly letting go of your hair. You gasped loud, touching your hair. – “Did you just hit me on the head?” – you called out as he smiled sarcastically at you. – “I think you like him.” – Ciri teased. You shot her a glare for teasing you like that. – “I think you should be nicer to him.” – she added as Geralt smiled her way.

“He was like that from the start towards me!” – you told her. – “You are not to be my wife! I am not your guardian!” – you started listing them up. – “You thought you were nice to me when you said those things back.” – you continued sarcastically. – “I said all that for your sake.” – Geralt replied. – “If you really want what’s best for me go find me a lover!” – you shouted at him. – “A new place to live and a lover. What kind of promised guardian are you even!” – you started listing again counting on your fingers.

“Your lover is right here.” – Geralt answered loudly. – “Where? Where I don’t see him!” – you replied looking around as if one would appear. – “Right here! In front of you, me!” – he shouted pointing firm at himself. Your eyes widened at the sudden confession as a flush went up your cheeks. He was panting loudly staring harshly at you. Ciri felt like interrupting, so she kept quiet and turned away. Geralt laid his hands against your cheeks, pulling you close. Heart beating loudly he brought your lips to his.

The moment his lips kissed yours, you surrendered completely to him. The kiss was soft at first till he demanded more. Kissing you rougher as you just had to follow his pace. He only stopped kissing you when Ciri cleared her throat loud. – “As I was saying you like him.” – she told you with a wide smile. You could throw something at her for being so obvious.

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[auroraharper]

Fanfic fiasco - Brocedes

Summary:

After successfully reuniting Charlos and Maxiel, the rookie cupids have set their sights higher this time starting : Operation Brocedes. To reunite the friends to lovers? to enemies turned teamates.

They’ve reunited Charlos. They’ve rekindled Maxiel. And now… their sights are set higher than ever.

Mission: Operation Brocedes Target: Sir Lewis “Hopeless Romantic in Disguise” Hamilton Objective: Get the King out of the Forever Single Club Status: Emergency

Setting: The Cupids' Room (a.k.a. Hotel Room Floor, 1AM, surrounded by gummy bears and scented candles)

Oliver: scrolling through his phone “Guys. Code Red. Lewis just liked an Instagram post about soulmates and solitude.”

Kimi: gasps “That’s the third time this week. He also posted a story of his dog with the caption ‘my only consistent love.’”

Isack: clutching a blanket “That’s so real but also so SAD. We have to help him.”

Oliver: “We brought Maxiel back from emotional repression. We dragged Charlos out of the Cold War. We can do this.”

Kimi opens a fresh Google Doc titled:

Operation: Brocedes BEGINS

…………

Kimi’s called an emergency meeting. Oliver is holding a clipboard. Isack brought donuts. The vibe? Chaos.

Toto, rubbing his temples: “Please. Whatever it is—just don’t involve Lewis again. Or Nico. I aged ten years the last time.”

Kimi, very serious: “We’re not causing drama, we’re causing closure.”

Isack: “Healing, actually. It’s very mature of us.”

Oliver: slams down a giant heart-shaped vision board labeled “BROCEDES: ENDGAME”

Toto, already done: “No.”

Kimi, earnestly: “They were soulmates, Toto. You saw the documentary clips. The little smiles. The Monaco handshakes. The post-race hugs. The post-2016 trauma.”

Isack: “They were the original enemies to lovers to enemies again. We can’t just leave it unfinished.”

Toto sighs deeply. “Do you know what it took to keep them from murdering each other in 2016?”

Oliver: “We know. But hear us out.”

He flips the whiteboard. It reads:

Steps to Brocedes Reconciliation (2025 Version)

Phase 1: Subtle Exposure Therapy

Phase 2: Forced Nostalgia Missions

Phase 3: Monaco Rooftop Reunion

Phase 4: The Kiss (Optional but Recommended)

Now its turn to interview the Witnesses of the Brocedes Love Story

Target 1: Sebastian Vettel – Retired, in peace or was enjoying his peace a few minutes ago

The boys fly out to Switzerland. They find Seb in a garden.

Oliver: “We need your help. For Lewis. And Nico.”

Seb, squinting at them like a tired elf: “What?”

Kimi: “Yes, and also—do you think they’re still in love?”

Seb sighs. Then he just says:

“Nico never stopped talking about Lewis. And Lewis? He never stopped listening to what Nico wasn’t saying.”

Oliver immediately bursts into tears.

Target 2: Valtteri Bottas

Valtteri, sipping wine, wrapped in a flannel: “I once caught Lewis watching their 2012 karting battle on YouTube. Said it was ‘research.’ The tab said ‘Brocedes edits.’”

Isack: whispering “He’s down so bad.”

Valtteri: “Also Nico once accidentally sent Toto a selfie at a karting track with the caption ‘Wonder if he’d show up.’ He didn’t. But it hurt.”

Kimi, taking notes: “Okay. This is gold. This is prologue material.”

…………………….

Lewis enters, casually humming. He pauses.

There’s a chair. Center of the room. Strapped down with seatbelts. In front of a massive screen. A bowl of popcorn on one side. A glass of chamomile tea on the other.

Oliver, stepping from the shadows like a villain: “Have a seat.”

Lewis: “…What is this?”

Kimi, appearing behind him: “It’s not a kidnapping. It’s a loving hostage situation.”

Lewis: “Excuse me?”

Isack: “Brocedes never got closure. And you know it.”

Lewis tries to bolt.

Kimi tackles him with the reflexes of a man fueled by fic-induced passion.

Cut to: Lewis now tied gently but firmly to the chair with branded straps and Isack fluffing a pillow behind his back.

Oliver clicks the remote.

🎥 Title Card Appears: “BROCEDES: THE GREATEST LOVE STORY NEVER TOLD 💔” Edited by: @Cupid_Kimi, @BearmanEdits, @HadjarHurts

MONTAGE SEQUENCE PLAYS:

🎶 "Fix You" by Coldplay starts

Young Lewis & Nico hugging after a karting race.

Nico staring at Lewis mid-press conference.

“We respect each other a lot,” Lewis says.

2016 Spain crash.

Post-race silence. “We were friends… once.”

2014 title win. Lewis wraps his arms around Nico. The softest look ever caught on camera.

Lewis: “That’s literally propaganda.”

Kimi: “And yet, you haven’t looked away once.”

🎶 “Back To December” plays next Oliver: “We call this one: ‘The Regret Era.’”

Nico watching Lewis on the podium from the sidelines.

Lewis looking at an empty second seat.

Nico’s retirement post.

Lewis whispering, “He was my greatest rival. My greatest…” [the clip cuts off for drama.]

“You were never just my rival, you were my finish line.” – Lewis

Lewis yells, “Hey!!! That’s what I wrote in my personal diary?”

“Nothing is safe from us”, Kimi grins.

Isack holds up a tissue box: “Do you need a minute?”

Lewis, blinking fast: “No. It’s allergies. “

Kimi: “Sure, King.”

🎶 “You Belong With Me – Taylor’s Version” starts blasting unironically

Oliver: “This is the fun one.”

Nico glaring at Rosberg fan signs with hearts on them.

Lewis side-eyeing the paddock when Nico’s there with a camera crew.

Mutual stalking.

Commenting on each other’s posts anonymously.

Nico once liking a tweet that said “Brocedes 2020 comeback when???”

Lewis searching “Nico Rosberg interview” on YouTube at 2AM.

Lewis, quiet now: “…okay. I miss him.”

All three boys freeze.

Isack: “WHAT.”

Lewis: “I mean I hate him. But I also miss him. I think. Probably.”

Kimi immediately presses play on a never-before-seen clip of Nico from an interview:

“There’s a part of me that’ll always be waiting for Lewis to look at me the way he used to. Even if he never does.”

Lewis, lips parting. Breath hitching.

Silence.

Oliver: “So… call him?”

Lewis, stunned: “I don’t even have his number anymore—”

Kimi, already holding out Nico’s contact: “Got you.”

………………..

Lewis is focused. Headphones in. Breathing even.

Then suddenly—

The Ferrari comms crackle.

“Box, Lewis, box. We’ve… got a guest.”

Lewis blinks. He turns.

Standing just inside the garage, looking unfairly good in a white shirt and aviators—

Nico Rosberg.

Lewis actually drops his water bottle.

Nico: “You look good in red. Not as good as silver… but I’ll take it.”

Lewis: “You came?”

Nico: “You called.”

THE GARAGE TENSES. Carlos Sainz walks past, sees them, physically gasps. Charles just runs away.

Martin Brundle stops mid-interview. Toto Wolff is shown choking on his espresso. Jenson Button audibly yells “No f**ing way.”*

Camera cuts to: Nico standing behind Lewis’ car. Wearing a pass. Wearing a smile. Wearing every single regret from 2016 like a tailored suit.

He leans in.

Whispers something in Lewis’ ear. We don’t hear it. But Lewis grins—the kind of grin no one's seen in years.

RACE HIGHLIGHTS:

Lewis wins. By seven seconds.

Post-race interview: “That win was for… someone I once raced with, And intend to walk the rest of my life with”

Nico appears beside him during cooldown. Everyone loses their minds.

As the anthem plays, Lewis turns. Nico’s standing by the team, just watching him. Lewis jumps off the podium. Walks straight to him.

The F1 gods cry. The fans scream. The journalists combust.

AND THEN— THE HUG. Twelve seconds long. Head in shoulder. Nico saying something no one can hear.

Lewis pulls back. Looks at him like it’s 2008 again.

The broadcasters don’t even speak.

[SOCIAL MEDIA]

Instagram:

@lewishamilton posts a picture of two helmets. Caption: “He never really left.”

@nicorosberg reposts it. Adds: “He called. I answered.”

Tumblr and AO3 servers crash. Again. #BROCEDESISBACK

[CUPID HEADQUARTERS]

Kimi throws glitter. Oliver is screaming into a pillow. Isack is on the floor whispering “We did it… we really did it.”

Toto, from a Zoom window: “You’re all grounded.”

“You are crying..?”, Kimi asks.

Toto: “I am not crying. I am sweating from my eyes.”

Kimi, Isack, and Oliver: “You’re welcome, old man.”

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Unexpected Cupid – George x Max ft. Kimi Antonelli

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Paper rings - Maxiel

[oogaboogaspookyman]

Heehoo angst

[ABSOLUTE END but alternate]

The trio has reached the absolute, but it came at the cost of so much. She is sorry.

"Uzi? I'm sorry, for everything. You're better off without me... I love you" were N's last words as he flew off into the center of the Solver, now an oversized freakish growth of flesh, littered with teeth and claws and pincers and eyes, body horror to the max. Seems like it's grown tired of playing around and became desperate.

"N!! NOO!!" Uzi screamed as she began running after him, wings popping out in order to fly and save her boyfriend, then they'll have a happy ending together forever and–

"Do NOT!" V came into the scene, trapping Uzi in a hug so that she doesn't fly into the central eye of the Solver with him. "You're gonna get yourself killed! He's about gone..."

"V WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?! THAT'S MY BOYFRIEND OVER THERE!!"

"I'm sorry, Zi..." There are tears welling up in V's eyes. Same with Uzi's.

...

An idea.

CRUNCH!

"FUCK!" Holy dang f-bomb from V, whose arm has been chomped and torn off, and so Uzi breaks free to try to fly off again. Reunite with her beloved.

"No no no no NO!"

Uzi manages to catch up with N, now flying right by his side and soon after, hugging him like he's going to be taken away. Which he is. Literally. He's gonna die. "You're NOT gonna leave me! Not you!"

"Uzi?! Let go! I don't wanna get you killed!"

"A LIFE WITHOUT YOU IS WORTH THE STUPIDITY I'M ABOUT TO DO!"

...

There they are, flying in place, close to each other as much as possible...

"Let's do this, together, and if we live... We have a great story to tell..." Uzi spoke up in the silence of the moment. It's as if time slowed down just for them.

"Alright... See you on the flipside..?" N near whispered, softly yet anxious.

"See you on the flipside... I love you too"

And then, they zoom into the eye of the Solver. It screeches in anger and disgust and hatred, it is furious, it's not gonna be defeated by some host and it's own creation! Not like this!

It began flailing it's many limbs about, swiping and swinging, trying to take down the host and her apparent lover, it's own creation, but nothing seemed to hit as they dodged every attack.

And right before they manage to land their one hit into it's eye in the center of it all... They lean in for a final kiss. They love each other to bits...

One final screech, now of fear, as it realizes it's fate is sealed.

BOOM...

And so... They vanished. They vanished into thin air.

"Oh robo-god... They actually did it..?!" J is shocked by the sight.

"No... No no no NO!!"" Khan is angry, he's just lost a piece of his everything.

"MY DAUGHTER!!" Nori yelled as loud as she could with a body so small.

"The freak actually did it..." Lizzy stared in awe, for the first time she's not as emotionless and staring at something that's not the phone.

"UZIII!!" Thad could not believe his optics, and maybe he doesn't want to...

V just ran into the site of the disappearance, hoping she'd at least find their bodies or cores, anything that means they're alive... "No no no no please no don't do this to me no..!"

There's only a beanie, and a pilot hat...

She picks up what remains of them, their iconic hats, and holds them close and tight, trapped in her embrace. She might as well hug them this way... Just one more time.

"I'm so... So, so sorry..." V choked out, tears threatening to fall...

And she screams, wailing over the loss of the two people she cared about the most out of all.

Months later, after the ending of it all...

A strong slam open of the locker door. V stares at her mirror and wonders... Why her? Why? Just why?

She grabs a can of oil and chugs it as if it was some kind of alcoholic drink... Whatever the drone equivalent of that is... She then tosses it back inside the locker, carelessly, and slams the door shut.

"Yo, girly... No need to be rough on the locker, it didn't do anything to you" said Lizzy, the now humbled cheerleader of the school.

V just let out an unreadable, dismissive, "hm..." as she began walking off elsewhere... Until.

"God, i am SO glad the purple freak is dead, honestly, like- who's gonna miss her? Y'know what i'm sad about for real? Her apparent boyfriend the big hot murder drone boy, i would've LOVED if he stayed like- he could be as mean to me as he wanted and i'd thank him~"

Oh that girl is so FUCKING dead.

A flurry of bullets is released into the ceiling. Screaming ensues in the halls and continues until V opens her mouth to speak.

"ALRIGHT, WHO SAID THAT? RAISE YOUR HAND WHOEVER TALKED SMACK ABOUT THEM LIKE THAT"

...

...

...

"Come oooonn, don't be shy~! I just wanna TALK." She swapped her left hand to that of giant claws and slammed them into the locker next to her own, piercing it.

"uhm... What are you? Her friend?? I didn't know she's got friends- did she pay you?" The little girl, the prey, just had to open her mouth one last time before closing it. She watches the shadow loom over her, menacingly, as everyone in the scene runs away, including the girl's potential partner. She's growling.

"I don't think i've had enough oil, mind helping me with that?"

...

...

...

There she lays, in Uzi's bed, hugging their hats tight and close to her as if it's gonna magically bring them back.

She's sobbing quietly to herself, probably to sleep...

"I'm so sorry..."

Inevitably, she dozes off, still sobbing, just a little less.

Sweet dreams, V...

[end.]

[togrowoldinv]

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 3

I have officially run out of links on another Natasha masterlist! Find the links to the first two lists below along with my newest fics that will be on this post!

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist, Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 2, Main Masterlist

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Fluff:

Birthday Girl: You help Natasha see that her birthday can be a good day

Everything Has Changed: You’re vying for the Avengers to choose you as one of the Shield agents to go on a mission with them. Nat performs her own evaluation and you grow closer

Home for the Holidays: When you get home from a work trip, you and Natasha reunite just in time for holiday celebrations

Hot Chocolate: The family plus Yelena spends time decorating for the holidays

I Need You: When Natasha comes to you after a mission, she’s wounded and needs some help

Kisses for Courage: When you’re nervous for a mission, Natasha shares some of her courage with you

Matching PJs: You and Natasha go to the Avengers Christmas party together

Memory: You feel like you’ve met her before, but you just can’t remember when or how. It turns out there’s a lot you don’t remember

Meteors: When you start working on the Barton’s farm, you meet Natasha

Secret Santa: When Natasha gets your name for Secret Santa, she tries to think of the perfect gift for you

She’s Home: When Natasha gets home from a mission, you share a soft moment together

So Sweet: A soft moment when you get home from a night out with friends

Songbird: When you get home from work, Nat is cooking dinner. She takes all of your stress away so easily

Worth It: When the media is far too invested in your relationship, you and Natasha have a conversation

Comfort:

A True Love’s Kiss: When Natasha gets brainwashed, it’s up to you to bring her back to her formal self. It’s not an easy task, but maybe your love for her is the key to unlocking her memories

Home Again: When Natasha gets home from a mission she needs reassurance that she can relax and trust herself around you again

Hugs

Say That You’ll Love Me Forever: Natasha holds you after a rough day

Soft Mama Nat:

Each Other: You always know what Natasha needs

Flower Girl: You and Nat find out your young daughter and her friends staged a wedding at recess

Lullaby: When your daughter wakes in the night, Natasha sings her back to sleep

Teamwork: The Avengers, Natasha’s family, and you and the kids watch your youngest daughter play soccer. Natasha coaches the team with a little extra motivation coming from the spectators when the team is struggling

The Remote: You and Natasha argue over the tv remote. Yelena and the kids listen in

Smut:

Drill Lessons: Natasha shows you how to use a power tool and your mutual crush comes to light

Office Visit: Natasha comes to visit you while you’re at work for one reason

Sure Thing: When you wake up snuggling with Nat, you two decide to take your relationship to the next level

Time: When you visit the Bartons with your family, you and Natasha spend some quality time reconnecting

Working Out: Natasha asks you on a date to the gym

AU:

The Bodyguard: Natasha is tasked with being bodyguard to you and you two grow close. Maybe too close, but would she dare cross that line?

The Bodyguard Part 2

Falling for Christmas: When you wake up from an accident, you don’t remember who you are. A local ski lodge owner helps you find yourself

[hitachiincest]

some of the most fictional twincesty songs in anime/game media, brought to you by tumblr user Hitachiincest. 💞

(note: list excludes rin/len songs, as 1. they're technically not twins by default [they're mirror images] & 2. this would be way too long)

"Ai=zo" by Robin Lafitte & Jack Mouton ("now lets fall... together" "the love and hatred upon our necks are the scars of our oath... True Kiss." a song tht begins with 1 brother [jack] homoerotically biting into his willing & eager twins neck to transform him into a vampire... a scene so charged that i had to include the clip from the anime here instead of the lyric video bc its just sooo.. [note: they may be yrs apart physically bc of Vampire Stuff stopping physical aging but they very much Are twins])

"Bokura No Love Style" by Hikaru & Kaoru Hitachiin (the song ever from the legends themselves. "right in front of you, i chat with other girls. i want you to show jealousy on purpose. [...] did i make you too mad? lets hug & make up <3" "You are mine.. I am yours... forever." like... PEAK. hitachiins u will always be famous. Iconic. hitachiincest the twin ship ever.)

"Falling Into Eternity" by Ryui & Toi Shiramitsu ("There is nothing more i wish for than to be able to hold you" "two hearts in the world" what if i cried. what if i cried Right Now. the shiramitsus story is so emotional & this song is so good for them. rly only makes sense if u know their story tho. the line abt praying makes me lose my mind. cw for somewhat implied religious abuse, btw)

"Twin Wedding Vows" by 2wink / Hinata & Yuta Aoi (fellas, is it 1ncestuous for 2 twins to marry the same person. a song that, without context of the mv or the fact enst is aimed at yumes, makes it seem more like they're marrying each Other instead if u exclude the last line. [someone in the youtube comments even said the song could be abt each other, but bc they were an anti, they said "platonically, u weirdos". despite the song literally being abt romantic love & marriage. but even They see the underlying possibility of it being abt the twins singing to each other. waow. if only tht person wasnt so Dense.])

"Heart Prism Symmetry" by 2wink / Hinata & Yuta Aoi (a song abt the struggles of 2 twins being considered 1 in the same but 1 of them wanting to be seen as/be individuals & the other supporting them even if its hard... "even if we become different, let my soul help yours, because you'll always be my treasure" "every version of you is my treasure... Just be yourself")

"The Road Not Taken" for The Traveler & Their Sibling [Aether/Lumine, Hotaru/Sora, etc] (god its a tearjerker. they just want to be together... tht's all....... the scene with flashes of them caring for each other through both of their povs looks so romantic.... shoutout to Lumine's jpn va for saying they seem like lovers here. she was so real for that & also Correct. "though the nights are long and dark, I'll see you shining bright... and no matter where you are, you've come with me this far, showing the way when all еlse falls apart.")

"This Is My Love" by Cozmez / Kanata & Nayuta Yatonokami (the twins who went through thick & thin... rain, snow, hunger, poverty, hardship... but through it all, they had Each Other. "im still singing this is my love, it wont change this is my love, dont want it to ever leave.")

"Better Days" by Cozmez / Kanata & Nayuta Yatonokami ([SPOILERS AHEAD] a whole mv abt the brothers essentially going on a string of dates after being reunited & gaining the money they so depserately needed & never had in their lives... aaa... kanata's loving gaze at nayuta is so adorable. a victory well-deserved & a happiness well-earned. nothing in the lyrics is necessarily romantic, but the mv is amazing & adorable & id say makes up for it by showing how much they love each other. im biased as a czmz liker let me show them off ok orz)

"Just One Kiss" by Twinkle Bell / Satsuki & Mutsuki Kururugi (a sexuaI song thats technically just supposed to be about the listener as a fanservice song BUT theres no line that hints abt it not being abt each other... so if u turn off ur brain for a sec, u can imagine theyre fucking each Other instead. Love Wins. "kiss and sin! our tongues rubbing together... a big bad beast is what we’ll become")

"Telepathy" by Belphegor & Beelzebub (demon twins admiring each other in a fluffy cute slow song... they're each other's, truly. & they even ask each other in the song if the other is singing abt them, ehe. "you hold so many charms that can make people look at you, and they are all for me only" "your gentleness is 'good', your muscles are 'mood', and they are all for me only")

SPECIAL MENTIONS:

"Chachacha Meccha I Love You" by Twinkle Bell, for being a love song sung by twins that can easily be imagined as being abt each other bc it doesnt exactly have any lyrics that allude to a 3rd party but at the end of the day is just another yume fanservice song & sounds too chipper/exactly like one.

"Two Of Us" by Twinkle Bell / Satsuki & Mutsuki Kururugi (a song abt how both of them are two wings of an angel (or smth like tht? hard to understand! there's no official or fan tl) & two matching hearts, together forever. google translate accidentally translates the chorus as "we're just two people, so we're in love" & i kno thats incorrect (it's abt them being 'together' not 'in love') but waow googles a kururugicest shipper real... lol. this 1 isnt very romantic imo but. cmon let the kururugis have some spotlight. their series is forgotten enough as is. "fate may test us, but it wont tear us apart!")

[superjumpintomyheart]

Been thinking a little bit about Eight reuniting with Iso Padre in Inkopolis Square since we can see him in the cafe in splat3. I'm imagining Eight chatting and walking into the cafe with Pearl and Marina, stopping by for a snack before they head in for some turf wars or ranked battles and all of a sudden she stops mid sentence when she spots the isopod sitting at the counter. It's impossible to mistake him for someone else with his signature black suit, and how many other giant isopods inhabit the surface anyways?

Eight- just to be sure- still asks stunned, "Iso Padre?"

He turned around to see who had called him and when he sees the octoling standing there he grins widely, "Young squire, is that you?"

Before Pearl and Marina can even ask Eight about who this interesting person is, she's running across the cafe to give him a hug, laughing as his multiple limbs embrace her. It filled her with such joy to see him here on the surface, in the heart of Inkopolis Square where he always dreamed of being. After they had defeated Commander Tartar and effectively freed the deep sea metro patrons, she worried about where the friends she made along the way had ended up- if somehow they remained trapped underground with no way out. Thankfully, it appeared that wasn't the case, as even someone like Iso Padre who had been on the metro for a long time was able to make it to where he desired to go.

"You made it! I'm so, so happy you're here, how long have you been in Inkopolis?" Eight asked, still holding onto to her dear friend.

"For some time now, although not terribly long. Once the tests stopped being required in the metro I figured it was my chance to follow the light you were chasing as well. Then I made my way here before I even knew were I was going, like it was calling me." He hummed thoughtfully.

She nodded against his chest, finally pulling away to look at him with a smile. In many ways thats what it had felt like for her too, leaving the underground world of octarian life with nothing but the clothes on her back and a heavenly melody in her head, letting instinct guide her. It seemed things always worked out when they trusted what their hearts yearned for.

"I'm so glad," she could almost feel tears beginning to well up in her eyes, overwhelmed with happiness and relief. "It's wonderful here, isn't it? Everything you ever thought it would be?"

Iso Padre chuckled and nodded, "And so much more. I have to say thank you for what you accomplished, Eight. If you hadn't come along I wouldn't be sitting here now, I'm forever grateful for the light you shined on the metro."

"No, I really should be thanking you, Iso Padre. You helped me so much on my journey to get here, with my memcakes and all the support you gave me. I was so thankful to have a friend to rely on."

"Then we both can share thanks for each other," he concluded, patting the octoling on the shoulder.

Eight is suddenly reminded of her friends she came with when she hears Marina coo "awww" from a few feet behind her. As much as she wants to be embarrassed by it, she instead waves the idols over to join them, excitedly introducing them to Iso Padre, "This is Pearl and Marina, you might know them as Off The Hook, but they helped me a ton with escaping the metro too."

"Allow me to extend my thanks to you girls as well, for taking care of Eight both back then and now," he says, offering one hand to shake.

Pearl takes it first, commenting, "No prob, we owe it to you as well for helping her out too. This whole thing was kind of a team effort, huh?"

The group agrees and settles down in the cafe to catch up on life and share stories of the deepsea metro, spending a few hours just talking and enjoying each others presence. From then on, Eight reserves a day of the week to meet up with Iso Padre at the cafe, to stay in touch and update each other on their lives on the surface. Occasionally when she's just heading in for turf war, she makes sure to stop by for a moment just to say hi and he wishes her good luck, and reminds her that no matter how many losses she has at least it will never be as bad as pushing that 8-ball down a narrow pathway again.

[basu-shokikita]

Kloktober 2024 Day 28

Conspiracy theory or propaganda

So today's entry is special because it's possibly my last one unless I managed to do something else in the following days, and because it covers two prompts at once. The aforementioned, obviously, and also the one about OCs.

I already posted about Molly during last year's Kloktober though it's not necessary to check that one to read this. She just...certainly appears here.

“Rivalry turned friendship? Did the long time feud has finally come to an end? Dethklok’s guitarists Skwisgaar Skwigelf and Toki Wartooth were spotted in the Bahamas beaches very cozy with each other!” The Dethklok Minute Host said, as footage of the pair flashed on the screen. In one of the photos, Toki was hugging Skwisgaar from behind, in another, they were holding hands while walking along the shore. 

“In fact, fans are beginning to theorize that there might be something more amongst the musicians!” He continued, as a third picture showed their grainy silhouettes in what seemed to be an intimate moment under an umbrella.

“I’ve known ever since I first saw Dethklok live.” A brunette girl with low ponytails declared on camera. She was wearing a shirt with a badly edited image of Skwisgaar and Toki. “Their energy on stage, the sexual tension…” She giggled, adjusting her steamed glasses. “It’s clear they’re not just bandmates, they are f-”

“I used to dream about them making out during a show or something.” Another girl was shown. She had long black curls and half-lidded eyes. “Or one of them confessing their feelings during an interview, you know? I can’t believe they’re finally together!” She jumped in excitement. “So excited for the next Dethklok concert!” 

“Duh, Skwistok is, like, legendary amongst musician pairs”. A blond girl with short hair declared. “They’re soulmates, it was clearly about time for them to realize that.” She shrugged. “Toki even dated a woman that looks like Skwisgaar!”

“Conspiracy or truth?” The Dethklok Minute Host pointed at this screen. “Are Skwisgaar and Toki exploring something else besides death metal harmonies? Guess we’ll have to find out! Stay tuned for the next Dethklok minu-” The TV was turned off before he managed to finish.

Charles turned with the remote in his hand. “I thought you promised me you’d be careful, boys.”

“Hows was we supposeds to knows about the papapizza was in the beach too?” Toki threw his arms in the air. “You tolds Toki you has reserveds it for us!”

“Well, see, that’s the point.” Charles said. “You’re not safe anywhere from paparazzis. That’s why I told you to be careful.”

“You didn’ts says dats expleaseticivelies!” Skwisgaar countered with an accusing finger. “You didn’t says dats at alls!”

“I did, in fact, I said it, uh, many times.”

“You lies! You lies through yours mouth!”

“I believe the expression you’re looking for is lying through your nose and-”

Toki gasped, covering his mouth. “Yous calling me a liar?”

“I don’t-”

“You calls us liars?” Skwisgaar frowned. “You ams aware dat ams homes of phonics and we cants fires you for dats, rights?”

“Alright.” Charles raised his hands in an attempt to stop the nonsense. “I’m merely trying to protect your privacy like you asked me too, but if you want the press to accost you about your relationship then by all means go ahead.” Without expecting an answer, he left.

“He gots mads.” Skwisgaar said.

“How ams they always know?” Toki was looking at the ceiling. “How can theys know befores us?”

“Whats?”

Toki gazed at Skwisgaar. “The goils. They says they knew we ams in loves since forevers ago. Hows?”

“Eugh, Tokes, de fans ams insane, remembers?”

“Ja, buts…” Toki seemed unconvinced.

Skwisgaar suddenly turned serious. “Wells actuallies, I knows somet’ings abouts dat.”

Toki turned to him, intrigued.

Skwisgaar took a deep breath, like he was about to reveal the most compromising information in the world. “Dey has a special cults whats reunites every fridays nights. Dey gathers in a circles wif a candles and pickstures of us in de middles…” He paused. “And dey prays to…”

“Whats?!” 

Blue eyes bore into him. “Ams you shores yous ready for dis?”

“Yeah! What ams dey prayings for?!”

“Homos sex!” Skwisgaar blurted with a cackle and Toki rolled his eyes.

“Ha has…very funnies, Skwisgaar…ams totallies dyings from laughters…”

“Oh, come ons!” Skwisgaar hugged him by the necks. “What ams you worrieds abouts? They knows nothingks!”

Toki forced a smile. “Ja, yous probably rights…fans ams weirdos…”

“They ams.” Skwisgaar turned on the TV, except this time he was looking for a different channel. “Just delusionals peoples.”

“Ja…”

–

The battered man was dragged by a couple of individuals wearing long, dark cloaks. Their faces darkened, they wordlessly brought the man inside a basement, where many more people in the same attire were reunited. 

“Agh!” The man screamed as he was shoved inside. He was so roughed up he couldn't tell if the light was red or it was the blood in his eyes. “Let me go!” He tried to free himself from the handcuffs to no avail.

One of the cloaked individuals whispered to what seemed to be the leader of the place.

“Bring him to me.” The leader said, in a surprisingly effeminate voice. 

In a flash, the man was tossed into the cold concrete, and the cloaked people gathered around him in a circle. They all held the same book in their hands though he couldn’t see what it was. The leader approached him and they all began chanting incomprehensible words.

“What is this?! Where am I?!” He felt something wet under him and looked down to realize the floor was stained with blood. When he looked up, he saw the leader being handed a guitar that she handled like a weapon. “No!” He tried to escape when she walked closer but he was surrounded by all sides. “Why?!”

The leader’s hood fell on her shoulders, revealing a brunette girl with low ponytails. The light was reflecting on her glasses and didn’t allow him to see her eyes. “Why?” She repeated, still raising the guitar in the air. “Well, for Skwistok.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t take it personal.” She said, completely devoid of expression. “You’re just a sacrifice to preserve Skwistok.” She paused. “So they’re always together.”

“What the hell are you- no, no, no! Wait! No-” The guitar crashed against the man’s head, cracking his skull in half. His torso fell on the floor, lifeless as the chants grew louder.

“Skwistok real! Skwistok real!” The group recited, raising their arms in celebration.

The girl smiled, wiping the blood off her cheek as someone took away the guitar. A new candle was lit and added to the hundreds of candles surrounding the basement.

Outside, a sign on the door read “Skwistok Cult”.

[lilliancdoodles]

My endings for Pac and Fit (and ramon too tbh)

First. Pac didn't kill himself. Richas fell from the Redeemer and hatched, flying off to look for other things. (Still stopping to talk to bad before heading out, I like that convo too much). Pac fell with him but he respawns. Him and Mike make the statues together, eventually parting ways. Still forever tied together just not as strong as when they came to the island.

Fit wakes up in Vacuus. Madagio tells him plans have changed, but gives him one more day. Going back to quesadilla Fit searches for anyone, but Ramon is gone, and no one else is there. He writes the letter for Ramon pocketing his goggles, and just as hes about to leave Pac climbs up the ladder (Still in the archer outfit, cause fit needs to see that).

Pac grabs hold of him, Pac sobbing (Fit sheds a tear or two) and they hug for what feels like forever and barely anything at the same time. Fit hears a hum in the back of his head and quickly explains to Pac that his boss is sending him back to the wastelands. Pac is devastated but promises to find him. Right before he gets teleported Fit kisses him. It's not much but he hopes it's enough as he opens his eyes to a wall of lava and craters as far as the eye can see.

Ramon wakes up in the federation with his sisters. Together with the others he finds a way to escape. During or right after the escape is when they hatch flying off to find their parents wherever they maybe. Sunny and Ramon help Em find Tina and Bagi, and all her other moms before going to look for pac, fit, and tubbo.

Ramon and Sunny fly together for weeks. One day across the water they see a ship, nothing big, but big enough for maybe 2-4 people. Going down they see Pac and Tubbo piloting the ship. Despite how much Tubbo *hates* gay people (/j), He wasn't going to leave Fit behind. The four of them find their way to 2b2t, it takes a bit but they do.

And they all reunite on 2b. Fit sees them as Ramon comes running to him, meeting in the middle grabbing his baby and swinging him around. Pac is not far behind as they hug each other through Ramon. A kiss getting cut off by Tubbo's loud gagging and fake barfing. Sunny wraps her arms around Fit's legs, and him placing a hand on her head in a small hug back. Sunny breaks away to drag Tubbo into the hug which he 'reluctantly' agrees to.

Tubbo, Pac, and Ramon work together to find a way to leave 2b2t, Sunny and Fit helping where they can. After sometime they figure it out and they all escape 2b together. Richas and Mike meet up with them at some point. Richas splitting his attention between a lot of parents. Em and her moms visit often, and everyone hangs out and talks to each other all the time. They get their happily ever after

(@yb-cringe I hope this is ok. you said to send you stuff if we wrote anything post cannon / cannon divergent for Fit's lore... and i did that.)