#you know when you have a brain injury and you're like wow. i'm not supposed to think/process information like this? but you can't stop?

[quicksilverdrabbles]

Gaia: *watches as Mirmulnir falls dead, covered in burns and slashes through her plating, but acting unbothered* ... Mission Accomplished. *turns and scans her team, taking note of any injuries* ... First Aid Required. Starting R̷o̵u̸t̴e̸ ̵T̴o̷-̵ *stops, eyes flashing several different colors as the dragon's scales float into the air and fly towards her, becoming streaks of light as she absorbs them* ...?!

Lucien: Oh wow.. What is this??

Kaidan: Uh, something I don't like the look of. Gaia?

Gaia: S̵y̵s̴t̷e̵m̴ ̷O̵v̸e̷r̸l̸o̵a̶d̵.̶ ̴S̴o̸u̵l̴ ̵G̵e̷m̸ ̴C̵o̴r̴e̸ ̴C̸o̶m̷p̷r̵o̶m̵i̸s̶e̶d̵.̸ *Warning messages flash across her sensors in red letters, her visual cameras distorting and powering down* Ḙ̶̿m̶̮̅e̶̥̔r̵̻͐g̵̟͑ẹ̶̃n̴̢͑c̶͊͜y̵̩̐ ̴̧̓S̷̭̀h̷̡̊ṳ̷͌t̵͕͛ḑ̷̉o̵̼̓w̶̤͠n̸̟̒ ̴̪͆I̴̖͝n̷͉͆i̷̙͐t̷̩͒i̶͈̿-̴̫͘ I̶͔͒n̸͖͗i̷͙̾-̶̛̝ ̵̹͂Ä̵͍t̶͓̐e̵̟̊-̷͕̌ ̶́ͅṪ̶͈e̷͕̓-̸̢͂Ț̸̏e̴̖͘-̷͇́T̵̝̋è̸̜-̷̱͂T̴͜͝e̷̙̊ḋ̴̳.̶̭́.̴̺̆.̴̻͝

Kaidan: Gaia?!

Gaia: *drops to her knees, falling limp as her once white eyes turn completely black, like a de-activated screen*

Kaidan: *tries to catch her as she falls, nearly collapsing under her weight and falling on top of her* Gods- All that metal is way too heavy-

Inigo: What happened to her?? That didn't smell natural! I-I mean, nothing about her exactly smells natural, but it wasn't the regular sort of-

Kaidan: I don't know, we killed the dragon like we were supposed to!

Lucien: A-And then it- it disintegrated?! And attacked her again?? But it didn't look like an attack, it looked more like-

Gaia: S̶y̵s̷t̶e̷m̶ ̵R̶e̸s̷t̷a̸r̴t̶ ̴I̴n̴i̴t̵i̴a̵t̷e̷d̸.̵

Lucien: Eek!

Gaia: *eyes fade white, a blue line encircling her pupil, rotating in a circle* . . .

Inigo: Gaia? Are you okay, my friend?

Gaia: ... Y̵e̵s̸,̴ ̶I̶'̵m̶ ̶q̵u̵i̵t̸e̷-̶ *ahem* I'm quite alright. There is no need to be concerned.

Kaidan: No need?? You just completely shut down after you defeated that dragon! We thought it actually managed to kill you!

Gaia: That is impossible. Even if a dragon can damage me, I highly doubt I would meet my demise to one.

Lucien: Then what was that?? You said that your soul gem was compromised.

Gaia: Did I? I have no recollection of this. I must have said something in the midst of my shutdown.

Inigo: ... I think maybe that whole dragon fight must have messed with your brain, my friend. How about we just go back to Whiterun and tell the Jarl that big gasbag is dead, hm?

Gaia: Understood. I will run an analysis on my hardware on the journey back, and inform you all of any irregularities.

Lucien: Are you sure you're alright to stand already? That must have been a lot for you.

Gaia: Please do not worry about me. I was built to handle things like this and continue functioning properly.

Kaidan: To hell with that. Here, lean on me and I'll help you walk.

Gaia: ... Request Accepted. Thank you, Kaidan. You really don't have to go through the trouble.

Kaidan: 'S fine. I'm just worried.

Gaia: ...

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Gaia: Dragonborn?

Balgruuf: You absorbed that dragon's power, killing it eternally. No one else could do that but a Dragonborn.

Gaia: I am afraid there has been some sort of mistake. It is biologically impossible for me to be Dragonborn. I have no blood of a dragon, and the only soul I have is- *her words are interrupted by a bright flash, her eyes flipping from red, to yellow, to green, and back to white* Analysis Complete. ... What on earth?

Kaidan: What's up? You found something?

Gaia: When my soul gem was compromised.. My analysis found more than the one soul encapsulated in the soul gem. The second, newer one is draconic in nature.

Lucien: The dragon's soul?

Gaia: I suppose so, yes. Alongside that, while I had always been able to translate the word walls from the Merethic ruins, I feel a deeper meaning within the word 'fus', the word of force in the dragon tongue. It is.. a very strange sensation.

Kaidan: A Shout, maybe. Like how the Greybeards summoned you to High Hrothgar.

Gaia: Hm..

Lucien: What are you thinking about now, Gaia?

Gaia: The earliest recorded history I can find of the term 'Dragonborn' stems from a Dragon Priest in the Merethic Era who was said to be blessed by Akatosh, but turned down a path of Daedric worship. And then the Slave-Queen Alessia in the early First Era. Here in Skyrim, the Dwemer only heard rumors and tales of the Nedic rebellion, but the stories of Alessia being Dragonborn were legend.

Lucien: How fascinating! I knew of Alessia being the first Dragonborn in Cyrodiilic history, but a Dragon Priest? A servant to the dragons, given the power to destroy the dragons! It all sounds very ironic.

Gaia: All men that learned the Thu'um in opposition to the dragons were given that power, if only more temporary than the permanent solution.

Kaidan: .. Do you think that soul in your soul gem was Dragonborn? That's why you absorbed the dragon's soul?

Gaia: It's.. very likely. However, soul gems are very much limited in capacity compared to the organic body of a living Dragonborn. Experimentation to see how many dragon souls this gem can carry in addition to its own would be.. risky. *raises her hand over her chest, covering it protectively* ... I must not let the soul gem shatter.

Kaidan: Aye. We'll have to be careful then. It's your call what you want to do about these Greybeards.

Gaia: Hm. We will request an audience with them at a later day. As of now, none of you received any proper first aid after fighting the dragon. I say we are going to the Temple of Kynareth right this instant.

Inigo: Hehe. She is like a doting mother.

Kaidan: Don't go forgetting you got damaged too, Gaia. We'll have to stop by Adrienne's and borrow her forge to mend your parts.

Gaia: Noted. However, human safety comes before mechanical repair.

Kaidan: Yeah, right. Don't tempt me into dragging you right past the temple.

Gaia: If I recall correctly, you couldn't keep me off the ground when I shut down.

Kaidan: Well you're all metal! I wasn't expecting it, is all. Just you wait, someday very soon I'll be carryin' you everywhere just because I can!

Gaia: *the corners of her lips twitch up, almost in a smile, but fall back into a blank expression quickly*

[the-firebird69]

Lift Your Bodyweight, WIN $1,000!

None of you people are strong and you're getting possessed oh that would be by us and what I'm saying is why don't you watch your mouth you don't know how it works you don't know how it is and you're sitting there threatening the populace and you're getting your ass handed to you now this girl suffered injury lifting her elbow was overextended and she hit her knees for a little bit of money so I do see the analogy and I'm supposed to be in college and it's too idiots I don't like you idiots you're f****** assholes to me all day long and you don't know what you're doing and you're slaughtering yourself and that really is supposed to be smart you should see a big group say about you toddlers

Zues Hera

It's a bunch of you idiots in college and you don't know how to read lots of you and you say you're smart but not strong your son was strong in college it's working out with Billy z and you people are saying dumb s*** like you are now but now there's too many of you here and you need to leave and you are leaving and dying and doing dumb s*** and he says at least you're going to a stereo and the sun kind of did it because the max are messing with him and they don't get it and he knows what he's doing but Stan you are an ass and yeah you die before that and you lose your brains he thinks it's when you're covered with the stones is Darth Vader we do too and you're fighting a woman no you're fighting Tommy f oddly enough he's doing it again and you disappear and you end up in Concord Massachusetts and in a pyramid and he has been around underground for a long time and he is a prime target of ours and this is him screwing around with people the girl was injured a little she said I'm making some money so that I'm not worried about the money you need to have money and this is what's frustrating with this guy you're going to eat and you need money but you have to repair what you got by eating with the money that you got if you want to do it quick it's very simple if you can stomach fish you have fish with weed pasta and wheat pasta and you avoid things to make you s*** if you s*** when you eat fish you should have a nice steak and like a ribeye a pound a pound and a half with pasta and other stuff some salad not tons and that beef works real good. So he said that to her she went ahead and didn't eat the fish cuz she's getting the s**** and he said Pepto works in the psychoactive medicine so I practically and risperdal and she's trying that and feels better and she did the steak and felt better in a few days and says and you probably have to heal I was taking a glucosamine and you take one like once a day and she started doing that and she said wow this is much better and she said wonder why he's mad he knows how to do it but people won't let him heal and if that's not good enough you have to experiment and get crackers like I'm using wheat thins but I switched to triscuits that have no sugar and some nuts and you have to have Pepto plus the nuts sometimes make you poop but really cashews are great when they're fresh but they have to be good and so she's trying it and mix nuts are probably the best and she says he can't eat a ton of them so she's doing that and felt great and she says I don't know what to tell you you injured me he's trying to help me because you're bothering him harassing him yes I'm trying to take him down and only part of him and stuff like that and people are saying wow you're stupid and Trump sees it now he got it before but he's really starting to figure it out but really Stan dies before and Tommy F takes his brain and it is because he cut him in half and he's trying to anyways

Thor Freya

Olympus

[atnaturesmercy]

my brain is actually broken and irreparable. im never going to escape the broken record bathtub drain. i despise it. i almost convinced myself i was a person. no, fuck, i did. i actually want to be taken out back and shot like a lame horse. i'm about to snap and have a nervous paranoid-psychotic breakdown. everything is hilarious, nothing has consequences. plaything. doll. pet. mommy's little helper. hm. tired of keeping it all together. not tired because i want to spiral (i don't), but tired because of the effort it's taking. when the fuck will it pay off. things like that. im like five coffees in trying not to day drink

[winterfireice]

Nightmare promt Sokeefitz week 2022

@gay-otlc @rainbow-frog-earrings

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I shoot up in bed shaking, Gethen’s voice echoing in my head like a shadow that never really goes away. I try to calm myself down by taking deep breaths and it helps, a little. I grab a half empty bottle of youth and down the contents in one gulp, holding Ella tighter I lay back down trying to go back to sleep. But after tossing and turning for fifteen minutes I give up looking up at the clock across the room its two thirty in the morning, sighing I reach out telepathically to Fitz and Keefe, “You awake?” She asked quietly, trying not to wake them if they were asleep. “Nope” Fitz’s crisp voice filling her head How could I be asleep when you want to talk. Keefe’s cheerful tone pops up right after. A smile settles onto Sophie’s lips the sound of some of her favorite people's voices calming her down almost instantly. “So, what's up Soph?” Keefe asks, “Nothing, just wanted to talk to you guys.” Not wanting to say the real reason she was interrupting the night was because she was scared to go back to sleep. “You sure?” Fitz has a bit of skepticism in his thoughts, “Yeah you sound a bit stressed”, damn them and knowing her so well. “Wait is “sound” the right word since I'm not actually hearing you with my ears but with my head or brain I guess, wow your guy's ability is confusing. Wait, I'm getting off topic, are you ok?” Keefe sounds concerned and a little protective the way he does whenever either of his partners is upset. “I just can't sleep I had another stupid nightmare.'' I'm picking at a loose string on one of my blankets now. “Hey, I bet it's not stupid especially if it's keeping you up,” Fitz says gently “want to talk about it?” Bitting my lip and tugging out an eyelash I transmit “it was just the average Gethen taunting me with the occasional torture montage.” I try to sound sarcastic but tears are falling down my face and even though neither of them can see me somehow they can tell “Hey hey its ok don't act like its nothing nightmares are scary enough on their own but there's the added factor of them being based on real things that have happened. And don't act like there's nothing wrong, remember I'm the king of pretending everythings fine and we both know that never helps.” Keefe reassures me. “I know I just hate that he still has this control on me I'm supposed to be the fearless mooklark and I feel like I've accomplished nothing which makes me even more worried for our world since we've made the most progress then anyone has with the neverseen” I confess full on crying now. “I know you feel a lot of pressure but no one is expecting you to be fearless or perfect and honestly if you were fearless I would be a bit concerned for your self preservation,” Fitz chuckles “and you're not the only one with nightmares that they wish they didn't still worry about why do you think I'm awake, and don't apologize you did nothing wrong and before you argue you weren't going to say anything, remember I'm connected to your thoughts I'm blocking most of them but the thoughts in the front of your mind I can see loud and clear.” Sophie shut down the apology she totally was going to send to him, “plus at least your nightmares don't have a giant bug in them talk about an embarrassing injury.” Sophie half smiles and Keefe says, “You know I think you're picking up on me and Foster’s dark humor Fitzy. But I also completely agree with you on everything else, nightmares sink like iggy's breath.” Sophie laughs at the mention of her sleeping imp’s breath “Yeah they do, thank you guys for talking to me I love you.” “Anytime Foster I love you two too.” Keefe says slightly sluggish as if his brain is yawning. “I love you as well. I have the best partners.” Fitz states confidently. Sophie ends up falling asleep talking to some of the best people she's ever met and while she does have more nightmares there not nearly as bad as before.

[ketsuyuki-hibana-typed]

Requested by @sherillda (maybe the user change the name, can't tag)

By the way, it's almost impossible for a Shinazugawa Sanemi to be in trouble at pinch situation (except final arc)

It's canon that he could hold sword's handle with his toe, he could stop the bleeding with his muscle (it's his ability), he could trigger Genya's gun RIGHT at his ear without disturbing his movements, he still moved fast even though the wounds were all over his body, not to mention he's PARTIALLY COLOR BLIND but didn't bothered by that.

Like, wow. Stan this man.

But again, I thought, "This is fiction, Hibana." Ah right, everything could happen.

Shinazugawa Sanemi x Pillar!Reader

Warning: Heavy Injury Description

"THAT THICK SKULL OF YOURS IS HARDER TO DEAL WITH!!"

"HAAH?!! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!"

It was a morning couple quarrel before Pillars meeting.

You wanted him to be more softer towards his students. You couldn't take their painful stories about the training and promised them to talk with Sanemi.

But it's getting worst.

"It's my students, and I could do whatever I fucking want!!"

"Yes! Yes, I know! But it's inhumane!!"

Thus, the squabble between you and him were continued until Oyakata-sama presented himself in front of the Pillars

In the middle of meeting, Oyakata suggested to make a pair mission for you two, because the request from a certain region was actually difficult.

But, Sanemi insisted to go alone and told Oyakata to assign you to other region.

"I'm afraid that she will get in my way."

It tickled you off. How dare you, how dare you Sanemi? I'm literally equal to you!! But you just stay on your folded feet, and tried to press your anger.

Oyakata-sama smiled and said, "She's not weak, Sanemi. You knew it too, she willl not be here if she's not strong. But, if you persisted."

It really pissed you off to see his hidden grinning on Oyakata's back.

The quarrels continued, now instead of talking about his students, you scolded him for being rude and implied that you're weak.

Himejima had to step up ande mediate between both of you. He pulled Sanemi off while Mitsuri calmed you down.

After that, you neither talk to him nor had lunch with him.

"COME!! ATTACK ME WITH ALL OF YOUR MIGHT! WHY, BECAUSE IM MAD RIGHT NOW!! HAHA, I'M WEAK?! LET'S PROOF IT THEN!"

That's nonsense!! Your students shivered in fear because you never being like this before, but they had no choice and attacked you.

They were like sand-bag for you today.

Sanemi's side wasn't getting better. Their train getting more excruciating than ever.

He still went to the assigned mission that night, without you of course. You went to assigned region.

No secret kissing, hugging and promise to stay alive together like always, you avoided him and he avoided you.

Because it's obvious. If both of you met again, you and him will just throw profanity each other again.

Sanemi's head was in cloud. He did everything to excite his anger on his way. Punching the trees, kicking stones, stomping the ground, cursing, anything.

"Dumb like her only thought about happy things and will be killed as soon as she stepped on this place."

He's too busy with his mind, and didn't realize there's demon who eyed on him from behind.

Meanwhile, you finished your part on your regions. Not in the blink of an eye, it's pretty difficult fight. There were wounds on your chest, but you still able to restrain the pains.

"I wonder how is Sanemi- WELL I DON'T CARE, WHATEVS, HE'S STRONG RIGHT?, HE DOESN'T NEED ME!"

After receiving some gratitude from the lower Demon Slayer Ranks because you helped them too, you planned to head back to headquarters.

And suddenly a loud blast was heard from the wood east.

You looked at the direction, it's Sanemi assigned region.

"Huh, why am I thinking about him. My job is done. I don't care."

But, you stopped your walk. What if the situation getting dangerous, what if the demon he met didn't intoxicate with his Marechi blood, what if-

'I had a bad feeling about this.' You clenched your fist. "Evacuate all of the villagers around here. For the rest of Demon Slayers, help Kakushis brought injured slayers back to the headquarters." You ordered the rest of Kakushis.

"Yes, (y/n)-sama!"

"Are you planning to go to that area? You got injuries too. Please let me treat you first." asked one of them.

"No worries, I could handle this alone. There's no time. I count on you."

"Understood."

That being said, you started to sway your bad feelings and run to his direction.

On the other hand, Sanemi's fight with the demon was started long ago.

He let out heavy gasp, getting battered from the annoying demon. He started to move recklessly, attacking with his breath techniques but none of it were able to take the monster down.

"Tch!"

Sansmi could feel the blood dripped on his abdomen, no, it's flowing now. "Fuck." He muttered under his breath, trying to surpress his wound with his muscle ability. He's tired, he know, but of course he couldn't run away from here. He knew there is village nearby and he couldn't let this giant demon murdered the villagers.

He jumped again to avoid random attack from the demon. His breathe was heavier than it should be.

A mere demon supposed to be intoxicated by his blood but now, his deep wound on his left and no sign of the demon to moving slower are the real proof that this isn't just a mere demon. A new type? Poison? Probably.

His back was sagged behind the tree, trying to catch a breath but failed. The demon didn't give him rest. It lifted its claws on the air, ready to torn him apart.

"Heh, you even won't let me breath?'

'At least, let me say sorry to her.'

"Couldn't believe that Great Shinazugawa will be in hopeless state like this."

Then, he saw a familiar yet beautiful breathing technique unleashed upon him.

"Third form!!" You gracefully stepped up in front of him, targeting its neck and pushing force thorough your blade.

"What, it's thick!" You jumped back, positioning yourself in stance, pointing your blade towards the demon and protecting Sanemi.

He stared your back with surprised expression. Aren't you going to your region? Why are you here?

"If you could stand, then help me out."

He stood up, joining you at your side. "Don't be a shitty brat, you're injured too."

"Whatever you call."

You tried once more again, with different form of breathing. He went to the other direction. Both of you tried to swing your blades on this demon, but it fend Sanemi's attack and pulled your back with his claw.

You cut its hand off, and quickly jumped backwards, using a tree to let you caught breathe for a moment before used the trunk to support your jump again.

"Fourth style!!"

This time, you and him succeeded to slashed your blade to its neck.

You saw it degraded into ash,nwiping your sweat from your temple. You looked at Sanemi laid down on the ground while panting hard.

"Are you okay?" You knelt in front of him, trying to not look so unsympathetic, even though all you wanna do now is hugged him, and told him, "I'm so relieved you're still alive."

"I don't need you."

"There you go again." You sighed. He sat down. "Let's treat your wo- huh?"

Your vision suddenly blurred. Your hands felt cold. Shivering, you started to lose control of your own body.

And fell into the ground.

Sanemi looked at you in shock. He moved forward and brought you into his embrace.

"Hey, what- goddammit." His palm felt sticky when he touched your back. He looked at his hands.

It made his heart sunk into his stomach. He swear he could make a small pool of your blood with his palm only.

It's not just a scratch, the demon tore your back apart, some of your muscle meat were about to fell off. He suspected it was from earlier when both of you was being attacked back.

"HANG ON!!" He screamed.

"Sa... Ne... Mi... What-"

"DON'T TALK AGAIN!" He quickly suturing the necessary skins to prevent your blood flowing more. He wrapped you in his haori, and soon your blood absorbed into the fabric. "I know you could bear this!! Hang in there!!"

He desperately tried to keep you awake by yelled and called your name while carrying you on his back.

You couldn't feel anything.

It's cold.

It's numb.

You remembered you didn't have chance to say sorry to him.

That one last thought and you dropped your body fully on to his back, unconscious.

You often heard somebody's voice in your sleep, calling your name but you can't move your finger, let alone your body. You couldn't do anything, just hearing that desperate voices saying, "I'm sorry. Please wake up."

It's a pity voice, you thought. I wanted to tell this person that I'm fine, that he didn't have to apologize.

And one day, you snapped your eyes open and white ceilings is the first thing you saw.

You gasped, processing the last fight that rolled again on your brain.

"Oh my God, he's right, I'm weak."

"You're awake and the first thing you say is that you're weak?" Shinobu entered your ward. You let out an awkward laugh. "How is your feeling?" She asked cheerfully.

"Better! I felt great!" You sat down with her help.

"That's good to hear, because I was threatened by your boyfriend if I didn't make you open your eyes in one week, he will kill me. Well, I doubt he could do that."

"Wait, I was sleeping for almost 1 week? I'm really sorry, Shinobu-chan."

"It's okay. I'm actually surprised too because it's a miracle that with this fatal injuries, you're still alive."

"...how bad is it?"

"Scratches on your back."

"Just scra-"

"Big and deep scratch, I could saw your spinal bone thorough your wounded back."

"That's- that's bad."

"Now you know. I will check on you later again. Please rest."

"Will do, thank you! Do you know where Sanemi is?"

"I don't know."

With one last waving, you put your back on the pillow. You looked at the table beside you, a vase with white lily in it and two untouched Ohagi.

"Must be him." you thought. You didn't expect him to visit you because you know he prefers training but looks like he really did stay here for awhile.

You stepped down from your bed slowly. Your back was still hurt but you really wanted to go outside and felt the sun.

It's really quiet here.

"Huh, my back must be so ugly now."

When you walked around, the triplets found and greet you, saying "I'm glad you're fine!"

You talked with them while sitting on engawa and that's when you saw Sanemi from afar. He also noticed you.

You stood up from your seat and waved at him.

"Sane- wha-"

He dropped everything on his hands and went towards you with furious steps.

And pinched your cheek.

"Wawawawa!!!"

"FINALLY, YOU FUCKING WAKE UP."

"Ah, Shinazugawa-san! (y/n) is still injured!"

"SHUT UP."

The girls were running away in fright, but not forgetting to wave at you.

You puffed your cheek and pressed your palm on both of it.

"It hur-"

He suddenly hugged you, almost made your back collided with the floor. He quickly held your back, preventing you to hit the wooden floor.

"Sa- Sanemi?"

He made you sat, still hugging you and planted his forehead on your crook.

"You're alive."

"Yeah? Looks like I am? You're being weird. I'm scared, a little."

"Shut up. It's my fault, I'm sorry."

"What-" He tighten up his embrace. You saw a vague red on his ear tip.

Oho.

"I won't repeat it twice."

"I get it, I get it. I didn't really think about it anymore." You caressed his hair and rubbed his cheek. "You're alive too, that's the matter."

"If I didn't being so stubborn and being more stronger, you probably didn't have to encounter this." He muttered on your skin. He really relieved when he saw you sat there, he really thought he will never see you again. When the thought of he never saw your smile again, he became crazy, and blamed himself. He couldn't help but think that it's his fault.

But now, you're breathing, he felt yiur warm skin, he felt your soothing voice again.

"Well, I'm sorry too, because you proofed my point, I'm the one who weaklings here."

"If you're weak, you di- nevermind, I don't want to think about it."

This dumb quarrel should've ended earlier.

"Yeah, me too." He pulled a warm smile and kissed your lips quickly. You blushed from the unexpected action.

He just realize what he has done and he wanted to hid his face right now.

Sanemi released his hug, changed his position. He put his head on your thighs, facing your stomach, and hugging your hips.

Not wanting to show his burning face.

"I wanted to sleep, I'm tired of taking care and guard the princess for almost one week. She gave me hard time. Wake me up at noon." You giggled.

"Sure." You stroked his white hair slowly. He shifted for a moment to find comfortable position. His stiff shoulder was relaxed and finally sunk into your tender body.

Your fellow Pillars were coming and heading on your way. You put your index finger on your lips while looking at them. All of the Pillars were stopped for a moment when he saw that feral man slept peacefully on your thighs.

Except one man, Uzui Tengen.

"Look, it's the guy who begging for his girlfriend to come back to life but being tsundere and now casually being intimate in the estate."

Sanemi snapped his eyes open, sat up and turned around. You jolted. Even though you couldn't saw it, you could feel Sanemi's malicious eyes pierced thorough that flamboyant man.

"I'LL KILL YOU, UZUI. I'LL KILL YOU."

[hwas-housewife]

Okay you're closing the game tomorrow and I can't lose this chance to request for sannie kdnwhdnsns so San + prompt 24 + au prompt 21 + and you can choose how it goes, I'm sure you'll make a PIECE OF ART love ya beautiful 🥺

Prompt: “Stay the night. Please.” + Best Friend AU

Word count: ~2k

Genre: Fluff + angst

Warnings: undertones of a toxic relationship

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A/N: ok wow this ended up sadder than I was originally going for so I am so sorry. I tried to bring it back to being okay by the end but I really don’t know how much I actually like the results, so I hope you like it still!

(also sorry it’s been so long since I put anything out)

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Your phone vibrated as the violent ringtone of your best friend screaming pierced the air. You can fully blame San for recording and changing it in the first place. However, you keeping it the clip of him screaming bloody murder into a mic was entirely your fault. 

Reading the caller ID, you sighed as your boyfriend’s name was spelled out in big letters. 

“Don’t tell me it’s that prick you call your boyfriend,” San’s insult didn’t even phase you. They never had gotten along quite well. And you were sure that him calling–again–was getting on San’s nerves the longer the phone was screaming. 

“It’ll only be a minute, Sannie. I promise,” you apologetically looked at him and grabbed your phone, heading for the outside of your best friend’s room. 

You were sure San mumbled out some more profanities while he paused the movie and you finished closing the door. Standing in the dark hallway, you took one more breath before pressing your thumb to the ‘answer’ button.

“Why haven’t you been answering my texts? God, I was so worried for you,” your boyfriend almost sounded sincere over the phone.

“I’m watching a movie. I told you it was best friend night,” your voice sounded weaker than you intended, “like every Thursday night,” the whisper left your lips with immediate regret.

“Oh, how could I forget. Thursday night. Of course! It’s not like you spend every single day with him anyway. Yet you can’t spare your boyfriend a text back when he’s concerned for you,” the sarcasm in his words hurt more than a boyfriend’s words should.

“I wasn’t looking at my phone, I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry? An apology is all I get for the panic I’ve been feeling for the past hour. He could’ve tried something on you within that time and I would have no idea. Do you even know what’s been going through my head? You can be so oblivious sometimes.”

You hated it when he gets like this. He has always disproved of your friendship with San since day one. You just figured that a year and a half into the relationship that he wouldn’t be so reluctant to let you hang out with San.

“I’ve told you before, we’ve been bes–,” he cut you off before you could even finish.

“Best friends since first grade, so he would never try anything on me. You say that every time and yet I know what he’s actually like. The second he gets you far enough away from me, he’s going to take advantage of you. Just watch,” his voice was loud and aggressive and it was starting to freak you out. But you weren’t going to let him insult your best friend right in front of you.

“San would never do that. He’s a good person. How dare you accuse him of something so vile,” you spit the words out, venom in your voice. You were glad neither of the men could see you right now. Your hand holding the phone to your ear was shaking and tears threatened to spill out your eyes.

“Or is that something you’re hoping to happen? Is that why you get so defensive? Oh, I bet it is. You probably already are doing that. That’s why you haven’t been answering me. You were too busy with your hands,” he takes a pause, waiting to see if you’re going to build off his anger. 

However, you were still, frozen in shock. Your boyfriend just accused you of cheating on him with your childhood best friend. You. San. Cheating? You almost laughed at the absurdity of the situation. 

“What? No words? I guess that’s what happens when you get called out. I just can’t believe it took me this long to figure out. I mean, I’ve always had my suspicions but I thought you were too much of a goody-two-shoes to actually do it. I guess the guys were right, girls like you look innocent and cute but are actually just a hoe looking for her next plaything.”

Tears now streamed down your face. The false accusations stung. They hurt worse than any other harmful words he’s thrown your way. He was upfront, but never this rude to you. 

You wiped your eyes, mustering up the courage to say what you needed to get out.

“I think we need a break,” your voice cracked, giving away your current state. 

He stopped his ramblings when he heard your words. You could only hear his angered, labored breathing on the other end of the phone.

“And for the record, I’ve never cheated on you.”

You clicked the end call button on your phone as tears fell from your eyes. 

Giving yourself a second to register what just happened, you let out a shaky breath. The tears morphed into sobs as you stood in the dark hallway. All you wanted was for your best friend to shush you and tell you it will be okay. 

With that realization, you faced the door and slowly turned the knob. San laid on your bed, scrolling through some social media on his phone as he waited for your return. Upon hearing the knob turn, he looked towards you with a smile on his face, ready to show you some stupid video he just saw.

But once he saw your red and already-puffing eyes, the smile vanished and was overtaken with a look of concern. He sat up, moving the bedding over to help you get under some blankets.

You slowly made your way to him, letting out hiccups and sobs. Finally, you sat down on the bed, pulling your legs up to your chest and looking into your best friend’s dark eyes.

His dark blue–almost black–hair covered part of his eyes as he grabbed both your shoulders gently, “What happened?”

“I guess I just broke up with him,” you gave him a teary smile, but it quickly faded as the reality of the situation kept returning.

San’s hands made their way around you until his muscular arms engulfed you. He brought your body to his, forcing your head to rest against his chest.

“I’m sorry,” were the only words he muttered as he caressed your hair, trying to hush your tears.

You sobbed for what you think was the greater part of an hour before you were starting to relax. You still sat, cuddled into your best friend as he rubbed circles into your arms, sides, wherever he could to try to calm your aching heart. 

Somewhere in the midst of the tears, he coaxed the two of you into a lying position. So now, your head rested on his chest as he looked up at your bedroom ceiling speckled with glow-in-the-dark stars. They had lost their glow years ago, but the memories of you and San putting them up and pretending they were the night sky still felt fresh in his memory.

“Sannie,” your voice was hoarse as you called him. He hummed for you to continue, “Stay the night. Please.”

It wouldn’t be the first time he stayed the night at your place. You’ve known each other for more than twelve years now, and sleepovers were mandatory best friend activities in your younger teen days. But this was different. You needed him right now, more than the time you embarrassed yourself in front of the entire junior-year class during high school. And he knew that you needed him.

“I wasn’t going to leave unless you were pushing me out the door anyway. I want to be here for you,” San’s words made your heartache more than it already was, and it brought tears to your eyes.

Your arms wrapped around his torso, squeezing him to you, “Thank you. You really are the bestest best friend.”

You looked up at him, a small smile on your face. His hand came down to brush some hair behind your ear, a gentle smirk on his face.

“But he really was a prick. You deserve someone better than him. So don’t let some singular brain celled human upset you this much. You’ll be able to find someone who will love you more than he ever did and they’ll make you happier than you could hope for. And that’s a promise,” San’s words were gentle but firm. They left no room for you to doubt what he said. 

He was always like this. Exuding confidence. You suppose that’s one of the things you’ve loved about him since you first met. It didn’t matter if he was giving you confidence for the test coming up or standing up to some bully who pulled your hair. San was always there to reassure you that things were going to be okay. He would pick you back up and on to your feet while taking care of your injuries all in one fellow swoop.

You snuggled further into his chest, giving him a squeeze of affection.

“I know,” you mumbled into his chest.

San continued to look at the stars, his signature smile sat atop his face.

“Remember when we put these up?” it was a question, but it felt almost rhetorical.

You turned your body so that you were laid on your back next to San, looking up at the stars as well. A smile graced your face as you reminisced with him.

“When was it, third grade?” you asked back.

His smile grew in recollection. San moved his arms to behind his head, letting the moments pass in silence before he finally responded to you.

“After that astronomy unit, you were so obsessed with space that your parents bought you these so you would stop complaining about never getting to go stargazing. And of course, you forced me to help you put them up the following day after school.”

You laughed at your younger self’s persistence. 

“I would apologize but it was a lot of fun. And after we put them up we shut off the lights to see if they worked. I think we laid there for hours until your mom came to pick you up,” you could feel your ex-boyfriend fading farther from your mind the more you talked about the memory.

“And then I was mad at you after that because my arms were so sore from reaching for the ceiling that I couldn’t play volleyball the next day,” you were both laughing at his anger towards you.

You turned your body towards his so that you could look at his face.

“Forgive me?” your voice was soft and your lips turned into a pout.

San looked down at you, reaching forward until his hand rested on your face.

“You know I can’t resist when you give me puppy dog eyes. Although I was quite devastated,” his smirk gave way that he was teasing you.

“Well,” you dragged out the word, “I can make it up to you tonight by bringing some old movies and making you popcorn?” You offered him a truce that you knew wasn’t necessary. But in your own weird way was a thank you to him for being such a good friend to you for all these years.

“Can we also have chocolates,” his eyes were hopeful.

“We can’t forget the chocolates,” you cheekily looked up at your best friend.

He sat up enthusiastically, “Then what are we still doing here? Go make the popcorn and by the time you’re back I’ll have a list of movies ready for us,” he said determinedly.

You sat up, returning his enthusiasm as you made your way out of your room.

“You better have at least one Disney princess movie on there or it’ll be your butt on the floor tonight,” you called out to him as you were making your way down the stairs and to the kitchen.