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Rotten || Part 2

Summary: Second chances only come to those who deserve it. You aren't sure if your husband should be considered as a deserving person. Characters/Pairing: Miguel x GN!Reader Word Count: ~900 Warnings: angst, A/N: This was asked to be turned into a part 2 by @bat1212 a while ago and I completely forgot :(( sorry for keeping you waiting!!

Ever since you had walked out, a bitter taste had left its permanent place in Miguel's mouth. He had done nothing but watch the love of his life walk out of their house as if they were nothing to him. He had already lost his old life, and then there was the one he stole from his alternate self. An alternate version of him who was happy, who lived with you and your daughter... up until the incident. When he met you in this world, he swore he wouldn't let anything hurt you. Yet here he was being the soul reason that your chest ached and heart broke.

Your phone was hot, ready to blow up with the number of calls and texts that your husband had been spamming you with. Most ranged from 'call me', to extensive apologies and begging for forgiveness. It would never be worth it.

How could you forgive him after he threw away everything he promised to you?

As your phone rang for the tenth time that night, you finally decided to answer. it wasn't an easy decision, already knowing that the sway in your silent treatment would break your faux confident demeanour. "What is it?" The sigh that slipped past your plump lips was pathetic, a giveaway to how upset you truly were. You could sense Miguel's hesitation before he even spoke.

"I am sorry," he began, "I wasn't fair to you.."

That pathetic excuse of an apology wasn't enough for you. You shook your head, standing in the street as the cool air dug its cold claws into your skin. You shivered and had to fight off another sigh. "Miguel, sorry doesn't cut it anymore. I have had enough of your treating me as if we aren't a team, as if we aren't literally married!" Your voice began to raise, the rush of emotions forcing you to pause before you say anything else that you would regret. Typically, Miguel would have scolded for you for raising your voice at him in his own brash way. Tonight, he chose not to. He was too hard on you, too distant and it was eating away at your once beautiful marriage.

"You're right.." He sighed softly, leaning his back against the headboard of your bed, "Sorry doesn't cut it anymore." He admitted quietly. His eyes shut and his hand came up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He'd neglected his partner for too long. "Come home, my love.. Let me apologise in person. Even if that isn't enough, you deserve to hear it." His words sounded sincere, but they still made your stomach churn. Were you seriously about to go back on your own words and crawl straight back home into his arms? It had only been a few hours since you left and yet you already missed the warmth of your shared bed.

"I can't, Miguel." Your words were stern, even as your bottom lip quivered. If you were to come home, fall into his strong arms and listen to his words you knew exactly what would happen. You would listen to his apology, the sweet little words of your lover professing his undying need to have you in his life as if it was the last thing he'd ever do. You would break, falling back into the cycle of leaving and crawling straight back at the drop of a hat.

Perhaps that's why you found yourself in the cab, still talking to Miguel. You heard his sigh of relief as you muttered your address to the driver, smiling shyly as you sat in the back seat.

"So, you are coming back?" His voice was borderline teasing, poking at your buttons until you'd huff and tell him to be quiet.

"I won't if this is how you're going to be," your grumbled. For a moment you paused, closing your eyes as the car began to move. "Will you run me a bath? I'm cold..." You admitted, only to hear the gentle rumble of his laughter. Although you were both still on edge, neither of you could deter yourself from the need that panged your chest.

It wasn't long before you were home, clothes thrown to the floor as you sunk deep into the bath that Miguel had drawn for you while he impatiently waited for you to come home. His fingers rubbed against the top of your calm, caressing your knuckles as he leaned his head against the edge of the bath. While you basked in the warmth of the water, he settled in your presence outside of the bath.

"Let me make things right.." he whispered, kissing your palm. As you looked down at him, you couldn't help but nod.

"Okay.." you sighed, finally forgiving your husband.

Mountain

Summary: You're sick of being Peter's therapist Characters/Pairing: Peter x Fem!Reader Word Count: 420 Warnings: light angst, use of the word mum once A/N: why are all my old fics so short :((

"I cannot keep doing this for you." Your words started soft. The conversation was inevitable. The lost sleep, stolen from the spider itself, the trauma and consequences that followed were catching up to the both of you. Peter knew it was coming sooner or later.

"I can not keep taking care of you every night. You can't expect this from me." You placed your bag down on the kitchen counter, the contents beginning to fall out.

"I never expected it from you-" He tried to say. Your hands gripped the counter, knuckles white in pure anger.

"But you did! Every single night you came through my fire escape, bleeding out and sobbing, delirious! And single every night I would fix you up. Even when I was sick, or in pain or hurt, I always patched you up. It isn't fair that you expect this from me." Your words came out rushed, heart hammering against your chest. Rough hands touched your shoulders, trying to calm you down but you pushed them away. Your words were finally caught in your throat, a sob bubbling in your chest like an unruly potion in a cauldron.

"I am not your fucking therapist!" You yelled, "I am not your own personal nurse, or your mum!"

Peter stood dumbfounded at your words. There was no going back from this argument, and he knew it. Besides, you were right. He had expected you to help him. He believed that since you were his forever loving and caring partner that you were willing to risk your own mental health over his physical health. Yet, you couldn't. There was no universe where this would end well.

Attempting to reach out once again, Peter exhaled shakily and gently touched your shoulder. "Please..." He spoke, squeezing your joint through the fleece jacket, "I can fix this. I promise, I can fix all of this. Just give me another chance." The brunettes' words were beginning to sound panicked, yet you couldn't care anymore. He was the cause of your emotional turmoil for the past year. You were no longer willing to be the one to bear the consequences of his actions, especially when you were on the brink of your own emotional demise outside of your relationship with the man.

"No," you shook your head, "I'm done."

The corners of your lips turned up in a hateful and tight-lipped smile. Seeing his distraught expression made you feel powerful, your decision to leave now set in stone. Peter felt you slip through his fingers, watching with nothing but helplessness now as you walked towards the front door. Reaching for your keys, you turned back once more.

"Goodbye, Peter."

Flirtatious! Hobie Brown who can't help but lean in close to your ear and whisper the sweetest of compliments just to witness the blush on your face.

Flirtatious! Hobie who knows just how much you love it when he calls you by pet names and will use it to his advantage. "You got a sec, sweet pea?"

Flirtatious! Hobie who enjoys the way you throw back the best comebacks to his pickup lines

Flirtatious! Hobie who shamelessly flirts with you as Spider-Punk to the point where news articles are written about spider-punks mystery s/o.

Flirtatious! Hobie who loves the feeling of your breath against his ear when you whisper back how stupid that pick up line was.

But most of all, Flirtatious! Hobie who can't help but smile every time he sees your blush because he knows he's the one who caused it <3

Baby Fever

Summary: Hobie calls you over while babysitting Mayday. Characters: Hobie x GN!Reader, Mayday Word Count: 434 Warnings: fluff A/N: n/a

"You're getting pretty soft there, Hobes." You flashed a gentle, loving smile as you watched his long arms drape over Mayday.

"Nah, I'm not bruv." He huffed through his nostrils, his face just teetering on the edge of a smile as he looked down at the toddler. There was something about that little girl, 'Spiderling' as most of HQ called her, that literally had his heart melting. Despite how tough his exterior was he didn't think he'd ever be one to deny babysiting Mayday.

"I don't know, babes. I think I can see you melting right there." You teased, hand coming to gently run over the sleeping toddlers head. "Isn't she just the cutest?" You whispered, leaning in to press a small kiss on his cheek.

"She's just a rebel in training. Gonna be the best anarchist, ain't ya?" He hummed, looking down at her with that gentle smile of his.

Accidents Happen

Summary: Hobbie's medusa piercing gets stuck on your septum ring after a more heated make out session Characters/Pairings: Hobie x GN!Reader Word Count: 447 Warnings: minor mention of claustrophobia, panicked reader, reader has a septum piercing A/N: no one can tell me Hobie wouldn't look hot af with a medusa

"Oh my god.. Hobie. Hobie it's stuck." You words came out rushed and almost slurred, lips swollen and bruised from the harsh kisses your boyfriend had given you just seconds before. The once passionate moment was beginning to fizzle into nothing more than a dying ember at the bottom of a fire pit. You knew you should have flipped up the jewelry embedded in your septum and now, here you were with Hobie Brown literally stuck to your face.

"When people joked about you being stuck to me, didn't think you'd take it seriously, luv." His words came out teasingly, hands still gripping your hips. With a gentle squeeze of his hands he leaned in the slightest bit to close the small gap between your lips. "No. Hobie- it's.. it's actually stuck." As much as you loved the intimate way in which he was so close, you were also beginning to feel claustrophobic.

Your face heated up, cheeks going red and breathing becoming the slightest bit more rapid than your previous panting. Hobie's thumb caressed your cheek. "Lovely, it's okay. Take a deep breath for me, yeah? I'll get you out of here." His words were comforting.

You took one deep breath in, held it for four seconds and slowly exhaled. He glanced at your eyes and then to your nose, seeing just how tangled you really were. The slightest movement would tug on the silver jewelry between his tip lip and nose.

"m just gonna bring my hand up to your face, 'kay?"

He knew it wasn't going to help your panicking, but now that you were slowing your breathing he was more confident in his decision. Long fingers came between your noses. He brushed against yours, smiling a little when he noticed that sweet look in your eyes. In a few swift movements he had unscrewed the ball of his medusa, catching it in his free hand. He pulled back slightly and was quick to put the ball back on, not wanting it to get lost.

"That's better, innit luv?" He grinned mischievously.

"Much better. Thank you, Hobie." You sighed softly, feeling a lot freer than a few seconds ago. His hands began to move back to your hips. You flipped your septum ring up into your nose and giggled quietly at the gentle strokes of his thumb against your waist. "Let's get back to what we started, hm?" Hobie suggested, leaning back into your lips.

Possessive! Miguel who's hands are always gripping your hips the slightest bit too tight, leaving bruises the size of his palms.

Possessive! Miguel who enjoys watching you squirm in his lap, keeping you secure with his large hands and staring daggers at any man who dares looking at you.

Possessive! Miguel who loves the startled look on your face as he pushes you against the wall, hips rutting into yours.

Possessive! Miguel who has you begging for any touch, asking (telling) you who you belong to. "Who do you belong to, mami?"

Possessive! Miguel who enjoys seeing your pathetic pout as he teases you, placing lingering touches that has your hips bucking into his rough hand. "Oh, mami, look at you... You're just begging for me to take you.."

Runway Model

Summary: Hobie was surprised when you asked him to model some of your own designs, but he was not going to pass up on the occasion. Characters/Pairings: Hobie x GN!Reader Word Count: 276 Warnings: minor mention of blood, fluff

Both of you were half asleep. Hobie's arm was drapes across your stomach, head resting into the crook of your neck when the words slipped past your lips.

"You should try my designs.. I mean, they're not too different from your style and I think they should fit.." you rambled. God, he loved it when you rambled. He'd silence you with a soft kiss to the neck, the cool metal of his lip ring sending soft shudders down your spine. He could practically hear your racing heart beat.

"would luv to, babes." He'd reply, that knowing grin on his face at the slight flutter within your chest.

The next morning comes with the smell of coffee and bleeding fingers. Perhaps caffeine and sewing needles wasn't a good combination at 6am? The only reason you were up was because you couldn't sleep to begin with.

By the time it was 7am the outfit, still half done but at least fitted to Hobie's height, was showing progress. And by the time it was complete, Hobie was amazed.

There was something about the fact that your literal blood, sweat and tears having been put into this singular outfit impressed him. It was probably the dedication that came with it. He tried it on as soon as possible.

Although he was stoic, he also had a knack for jokes. He'd strut down your shared hallway, flashing poses and mischievous grins that would entice giggles from your throat. It had his own stomach fluttering.

Hobie Brown would do anything for you.

Alec Hardy x GN! Reader: Just a Rough Day

It is a hard job to be the worst cop in Britain, good thing Alec has a little toy at home to take care of him.

Forgotten But Not Forgiven

(Inspired by a fic I read, I can't remember the name but if anyone finds it lmk so I can tag/credit the author)

You had been around for a long time, longer than most of the surviving gods in this era of the world.

You were not, however, credited for your deed towards humanity and its successes.

You had risen to power around the same time as Morax. It would be safe to say he would not have risen so high without you.

While you had only been a minor god, your intelligence had proven to be quite useful in the era of strength you were born into. An era of buff toddlers, you used to say.

Using this intelligence, you had decided to aid the up and coming Morax in the Archon War, as well as before it. You gained many followers due to this, as well as territory.

You did your best to protect your people, but you could only do so much against the raw strength of the power hungry deities wanting not only your lands, but your intellect as well.

Morax and his precious Guizhong had pressured you into a contract. forcing you to abandon your people to give them the upper hand in the war. You had agreed on the terms that your people would remain unharmed and safe.

This was not the end result that occurred, much to your sadness. You had been tricked by the infamous duo of the earth.

Prior to this deception, you had been close to the two gods, to the point where you could have said they were your friends and confidants. You hadn't thought of the possibility that they were using you for your power. You had thought that they were truly as loyal to you as you were to them.

You wanted to kill them both right then and there, tear them to shreds where they sat, watch as their confident body posture wilted as they passed on to the next plane of existence. But, you were not only bound by contract to see them through to a throne of the Seven, you were craving a deeper revenge, one much crueler than a quick and merciful death.

Over time, your anger concentrated onto one of the two, Morax. You had found out that Guizhong had not known that your people would be sacrificed to win the war. Once she had found out, it was too late.

Some time before her death, she had tried to reconcile with you. However, you were not so keen as to forgive her so easily. So, you made a deal, a contract.

She had to help you retrieve your lands back, as well as any descendants of what were once your people. She had agreed, desperate to regain your friendship.

The hard part was sneaking around behind the now Rex Lapis' back, as he seemed to always want the dust goddesses presence. Lucky for the two of you, he had the pressing matter of sorting out his new found responsibilities. Not so lucky for the two of you, he wanted Guizhong's help to do so.

This sparked a fight between them, pushing their already strained relationship further and further. This would be one of the last times they would talk.

Guizhong seemed to drift farther away from Morax as she drew closer to you once more.

You had to admit, you had missed her during your time apart. Her quick wit could rival your own on some topics, and her compassion was refreshing in the world of war and violence.

After regaining your land, and setting up ways for your people to prosper, you had continued to draw closer to the lady of dust.

That's why, when she perished fighting for the lord of geo, you felt as if you had once again been stabbed in the back. Deep down, you knew she had not meant to leave you all alone again, but you could not process that in your grief.

But this time, you would not publicly display your anger. No, this time would be different.

This time, you would not be forgotten and thrown away like useless trash.

After all, He was the reason she was gone. He was the reason your people had been so brutally wiped out and your lands had been taken from you.

He would pay for what he had done.

(I might work on a part two or more, lmk if I should!)

LUCKY NUMBER #27!

pairings: Tobio kageyama x Reader

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NOTES! :

Tsukishima, Yamaguchi and yn all went to the same middle school. Yn left in her last year of middle school but still kept in contact with the both of them almost everyday!

yn knows kiyoko from her brother and they’ve met once when Sawamura was in his second year and they were friends ever since

yn knows Yachi from kiyoko, they’ve never met in person but face time regularly in between yn busy schedule 😭💀

erm Michimiya is in here cause she doesn’t get any love😕 anyway she knows yn through her bf sawamura (daichi) and they became friends. She’s rarely active in the gc tho but when she is, she says a lot

Guys lowk lost the plot in this just imagine it as a slice of life cause what!!🤷‍♀️

Um sorry it’s not gn with the pronouns but honestly if you just replace “she” with your pronouns it COULDDD work🙏🙏 (don’t quote me on that..)

Reblogs are always appreciated! ♡

everyone in the fg either got “famous” cause they’re friends w yn or they had a hit tweet😭

Taglist: @diorzs (comment on master list if u wanna be added!!)

© haeunoo 2024 please do not steal, copy, or repost my work onto other platforms.

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DIASOMNIA X GN!READER (TWST)

PLEASE NOTE [NAME] WILL BE REFERRED TO AS "YUU"

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You were tired, Riddle's Overblot took a lot out of you, you were currently in the dorm mirror's, ready to head back to Ramshackle and shower.

Before you went in, you looked at Grim, he was sound asleep, how lucky.

You heard footsteps, you turned around and saw a tall boy with fair skin, light-green hair slicked back with thick eyebrows and yellow-green eyes.

You're gonna be honest, he kind of intimidated you, but you just ignored him and went your way.

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*SEBEK'S P.O.V*

"𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳.." I mutter to myself, I respect Master Lilia but his cooking is.. How do I say this, not edible..

I walked into the Dorm Mirror's, expecting to be the only one there, but there was a human, with something that looked like a raccoon.

They turned around and looked at me, as if they were judging me, stupid human!

But before I could say anything they turned around and left.

"𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯.. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨."

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*YOUR P.O.V*

What a weird guy, he looked offended, my bad..

Grim still hasn't awoken and I'm not planning to wake him up, it's nice to not hear complaints.

Before going to bed I couldn't help but think of the green haired boy, he was from Diasomnia judging by his uniform.

You remembered how Lilia scared you and your friends at the cafeteria, he was also from Diasomnia.

"𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘺.."

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*3RD P.O.V*

"𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘠𝘶𝘶!" Your friend, 𝘼𝙘𝙚 said, you turned around and saw him with 𝘿𝙚𝙪𝙘𝙚, another friend of yours.

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘈𝘤𝘦, 𝘋𝘦𝘶𝘤𝘦, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨?"

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺."

"𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳." Ace breathed a sigh of relief.

"𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦." Just as Deuce said that, the bell rang.

You, Deuce, Ace and Grim all shared a look of panic, Ace and Deuce had a class with Professor Crewel, while you and Grim had a class with coach Vargas.

"𝘙𝘜𝘕!!!!!!!!!"

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*YOUR P.O.V*

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦! 𝘊'𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 20 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴!"

... Please God why.

If it couldn't get worse you shared a class with Green-Haired guy.

"𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩.."

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*TIMESKIP, YOUR P.O.V*

You were panting heavily, your legs gave up on you and you fell, but to your horror, you fell on someone, and that someone was..

"𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘗𝘐𝘋 𝘏𝘜𝘔𝘈𝘕, 𝘎𝘌𝘛 𝘖𝘍𝘍 𝘔𝘌𝘌𝘌!!!"

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*3RD P.O.V*

You both were taken to the Nurse's office, You because you sprained your ankle, and Sebek because he bruised his arms and legs, because he took the fall.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸.." Sebek muttered, seeming disappointed in himself.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳?" You asked him, confused, Sebek looked offended.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟?! 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡-!" Sebek was Interrupted by someone walking in.

"𝑆𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑘? 𝐼 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡." It was none other than Lilia Vanrouge.

"𝑀-𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎! 𝐼'𝑚 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡!" Sebek said to Lilia, even though he was covered in bandages.

"*𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ* 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑏𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡, 𝑆𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑘" Sebek looked.. Ashamed?

"𝐻𝑚? 𝑊ℎ𝑜'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑒?" It seems like Lilia has 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 noticed you.

"𝑂ℎ! 𝐼 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡? 𝐹𝑢𝑓𝑢~ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒." I- Cute??

"𝑊ℎ- 𝑖- 𝑐-𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒?.." You were blushing heavily, (for some reason.)

"𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢."

"𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟?!" Sebek jumped out of the hospital bed. "𝐼𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦?"

Lilia chuckled, "𝐻𝑒'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟."

Lilia looked at you one last time before leaving with Sebek, you were wondering,

"𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐼 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎? "

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"𝐷𝐼𝐴𝑆𝑂𝑀𝑁𝐼𝐴?!" Ace looked at you like you were crazy.

"𝑌𝑒𝑠, 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑙?" You asked as you looked at him, then Deuce, who looked worried, and finally Grim, who couldn't care less.

"𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝑌𝑢𝑢? 𝐼'𝑚 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛.." Deuce looked at you, he didn't even take a bite out of his lunch.

"𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚." Deuce was still worried, his food was already cold.

"𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑌𝑢𝑢, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙.."

"𝑀𝑦𝑎ℎ, 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑌𝑢𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡." Grim was nice enough to say that.

"𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑒.. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟, 𝑖𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢!" Ace crossed his arms, he was pouting .

"𝐷𝑒𝑢𝑐𝑒?"

"𝑂𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑤𝑎𝑦." With that, you got permission from the CE duo, and Grim too.

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You took a shower and dressed nicely, now you were heading to Diasomnia.

You made a full sized cake, chocolate flavoured to be exact.

A shiver went down your spine while walking to the dorm mirror's, it was quite a cold night, but you eventually made it.

'𝘗𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘢.. 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘢.' There was the mirror to Diasomnia, it looked quite plain, if you has to be honest.

You went inside and there greeted you a boy with silver hair and beautiful eyes.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘠𝘶𝘶? 𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩-.. 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦." The boy said.

"𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦?"

"𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳."

You followed him to a castle.. Diasomnia is fancy but creepy.

Silver opened the door and there greeted you Lilia, with Sebek and a Horned fae.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴?" Lilia asked gesturing to the chocolate cake in your hands.

"𝘈𝘩, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥." Sebek looked at you as if you committed a crime, while the Fae looked a bit disgusted, Lilia looked at you with a weary smile and Silver just stared at you.

"𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘗𝘐𝘋 𝘏𝘜𝘔𝘈𝘕! 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘞 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘎 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌𝘚 𝘍𝘜𝘓𝘓 𝘚𝘐𝘡𝘌𝘋 𝘊𝘈𝘒𝘌𝘚?! 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘏𝘌𝘚 𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘙𝘎𝘐𝘊 𝘛𝘖 𝘊𝘏𝘖𝘊𝘖𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘌?!" Sebek yelled at you, a̶s̶s̶ ̶h̶o̶l̶e̶.

"𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬.. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸." Silver looked annoyed at Sebek.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶.. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺.. 𝘍𝘰𝘯𝘥, 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴.." Lilia smiled at you apologetically.

"..." Malleus just looked at you and it was starting to creep you out.

"𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴.."

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 "𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯" 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯!" Sebek looked like he was gonna pounce at you.

"𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩." Lilia told Sebek with a stern expression.

"𝘐.. 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢." Sebek looked like a kicked puppy, how can one look so cute and menacing at the same time?

"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠𝘶𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭." Lilia gestured you to Malleus, while Malleus was scary, he was extremely pretty.

"𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘢, 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘢." Malleus introduced himself, waiting patiently for you to do the same.

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘌𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘙𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴." You introduced yourself too, with a little curtsy.

Malleus looked amused, Lilia noticed this and smiled.

"𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳? 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯! 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯!" Right as Lilia said that, both Sebek and Silver grimaced.

"𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘠𝘶𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.." Silver looked at the chocolate cake you had, not his ideal dinner, but better than Lilia's cooking.

Meanwhile Sebek looked at the soup Lilia made, it was purple with a mix of green, it looked inedible, and smelled disgusting.

"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢!" Silver looked annoyed, he nudged 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬 "𝘕𝘰𝘸'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬."

But Sebek ignored him and ate Lilia's soup, poor boy's face turned green like his hair, but he somehow finished it, Lilia looked pleased.

"𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯~" Lilia said with a smug smile.

"𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵.." Malleus muttered as he was playing with the spoon in his hand, you could see the small frown on his face, but Lilia didn't.

"𝘏𝘮? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴?"

"𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.." Malleus just gave in and took a sip, and his frown deepened.

Meanwhile, Silver was enjoying your cake, happy that he didn't have to eat Lilia's cooking.

You just stared at the food, you were hungry, but boy did you loose your appetite.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘱, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩~" Lilia picked up a spoon with soup inside and pointed it at Silver.

"𝘚𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘩𝘩, 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰-𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯~"

"𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.." Silver looked embarrassed.

Lilia just chuckled, then he looked at you.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦." Lilia looked at you with a small smile.

"𝘏𝘶𝘩?.. 𝘈𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦." Lilia didn't look convinced, just as he was about to say something,

"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰.. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢." You stood up and prepared to leave.

"𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯? 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦?" Lilia, Silver, Sebek and even Malleus looked at you, waiting for your answer.

"𝘐.. 𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰." That was also a lie, you didn't want to come back again, they honestly freaked you out.

Lilia smiled, "𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘠𝘶𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵?"

"𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢." Silver took your hand in his, intertwining your fingers.

You and Silver were close to the Mirror. Silver looked at you

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘐𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦."

"𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘮𝘦." After he said that, Silver walked into the Mirror with you.

"𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰?"

"𝘕𝘰, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩." You kindly (?) declined his offer.

You gave him a big hug and before he could say anything you ran to the Mirror to Ramshackle.

*＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊*

Silver looked shocked, but then he just chuckled.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘠𝘶𝘶."

*＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊*

A/N: my deepest apologies for the long wait, I spent a day brainstorming what to write and school kept me occupied, also, this is part one, part two will probably not be posted soon, but it won't take long.

Also, Malleus actually dislikes full sized cakes, his chocolate allergy was a headcanon.

Edit - I just realized there's not only Enma Yuuken, but also Enma Yuuka, so i realized it didn't really fit my Gender neutral thought, for those who were uncomfortable, it has now been fixed and proofread.

Take care, my darlings.

Results of the recent poll, After Riddle's Overblot won.

That's interesting, I thought it would be in last place

l'm writing the oneshot now, since I have no doubt Twisted Wonderland will win the poll

If you don't like it, please don't hesitate to tell me

I see that Twisted Wonderland is winning, I'm both scared and excited at the same time, because I just finished The Red rose Tyrant, but I'm confident I know most of the characters personality, and I've watched some game plays, that being said, if Twisted Wonderland wins, who would you want to be your love interest? Maybe more than one, maybe you want it to focus on a certain dorm, or you just want it to be Platonic, I'm making the oneshot gender neutral so both girls and boys can read it.

A/N - Hello sweeties, I couldn't write chapter 2 yesterday because of the poll, looks like you guys picked both Chuuya and Dazai hehe, I hope you enjoy this.

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You were on your bed, thinking of how could you possibly join the Armed Detective Agency.. Hmmm... What if you pretend that you were evil, but want to be 'kind' now?.. No, too obvious.

what if you pretend to be an orphan who's an ability user?.. No, too weird, your 21 for goodness sake!

Hm... What if you just pretend to be a normal human who just wants a job?

That was kind of strange.. But for this paycheck you would do anything, literally.

And you decided to tell Chuuya your plan.

• CHUUYA'S POV •

Fuck.. Why do I feel this way.. Everytime I'm with them my stomach feels weird.. Do i- No!! I can't get distracted by them, I need to sign these documents..

*knock knock*

• 3RD PERSON POV •

As [Name] knocked on Chuuya's door, they couldn't help but think.

'Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember-'

(Sorry, what [Name] actually thought of ↓)

'Is there someone in the ADA that's gonna know who I am immediately when I walk in?'

"Come in" it was Chuuya's slightly muffled voice.

You opened the door and you swore you could see Chuuya's face Redden a bit.

"Oh, it's you.."

"The one and only, why is your face so red Chuuya? *gasp* don't tell me.. You have a crush on someone!"

"Wha-?! No I don't! It's just hot in here!"

"Yeah sure.. Anyways I have something to tell you...

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"Really? That's the ''Genius'' plan that you made up?"

"Hey! That's the best one that I could think of!"

"Whatever.. This may be your weirdest 'plan', but it may work, good job"

Achievement Unlocked! - Praise from the big bad executive :3

"Yay! Thanks Chuuya!"

"Your welcome..?"

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It was finally the day if the plan.

As you were walking down the street, you suddenly bumped into someone

They had messy brown hair, a long sand-colored trench coat, brown eyes and bandages literally almost every where

'Bingo'

"Oh! I'm really sorry sir, I wasn't looking at where I was going."

"It's fine..."

"Huh?"

"But Miss/Mr... Would you be willing to commit double suicide with me?"

Now that's a question our dear [Name] didn't expect

'This is the Dazai Osamu? He looks goofy..'

"THERE YOU ARE YOU TROUBLESOME BLOCKHEAD!"

Yelled out a voice that belonged to a man with dirty blonde hair tied into a low ponytail with glasses

His yell startled you, making you let out a little Yelp in Surprise.

"Oh! You found me Kunikida, Well done!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WELL DONE?!"

"I-"

"Ugh, I'm so sorry for his behavior, Mx."

"Aha.. It's fine."

"Did he do anything to you??"

"No! He didn't, he just asked me if I wanted to commit double suicide with him.. "

"Ugh that bastar- are you okay Mx.? You look troubled"

"Ah, about that, I'm looking for a part time job"

"Oh~"

The man, Dazai moaned hummed (?), he then looked at Kunikida as if saying 'you know what I'm thinking?'

Then Dazai suddenly said..

"Then.. Do you want to join the armed detective agency, Mx.?"

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Hehe, can you tell that I forgot the entirety of episode 1? Did you also notice the genshin reference at the beginning?

Chapter 3 will be posted tomorrow, if I made any mistakes please tell me sweetie :)

Also, good luck on getting Alhaitham/Clorinde!

Also, question of the day ↓

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You were signing some documents as you sat in your office, it wasn't anything hard

You were just signing them, not bothering to look at it, as you wanted to finish quickly.

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"Ugh finally, the last document, I can finally rest now." You said as you put away the documents, suddenly, there was a knock on your door

"Miss/Mr, [Name] , I came here to collect the documents you signed." Your assistant, Akane said as she came to collect your documents.

"Thank you Akane, could you bring me a cup of [Hot Beverage]"

"Of course, Miss/Mr. [Name], Hehe, signing all these documents must've been tiring huh?" Akane said with a giggle.

"Yeah.." You replied with a sigh, kind of annoyed because you wanted to drink [Hot Beverage] as soon as possible.

"Oh my, I must get going know, I'll bring you your [Hot Beverage] soon."

'Finally' you thought as she left quickly, you checked your phone to see a dozen of missed calls and messages, whoops.

Nakahara Chuuya

[Name] are you there??

Yes, I am, what's the matter?

Boss requested to see you... An hour ago..

Oh shi*t..

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You were really fucked now, you mumbled curses as you dashed out of your office, bumping into Akane in the way.

You let out a quick apology and continued running.

Surprisingly you got there less than 6 minutes later, which is kinda impressive because the distance from your office and the bosses office is really far.

You cautiously knocked on the door

"Come in."

As you opened the door there was the boss, Mori Ougai in all his glory, sitting in the chair behind the desk, his 'Daughter' Elise on the floor beside him, drawing with crayons.

"You requested to see me, boss?"

"Yes, an hour ago actually." Oh shit

"I deeply apologize for my behavior, boss"

"Hm, I guess I could let it slide this time, don't make this mistake again."

"Understood, boss." You sighed in relief.

"Anyways I have a mission for you.

this mission is..."

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As you walked out of the office you thought of the mission he just gave you, you had to go undercover as a detective in the armed detective agency, gain their trust and steal the documents that are important to him.

The only reason why he chose you is because neither Dazai nor Yosano knew who you where, otherwise he would've picked someone else.

As you were walking you spotted Chuuya and walked over to him.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

"Gah! You scared me you bastard.. What do you want? Did you get a mission from boss?"

"I did actually."

~ After explaining the mission ~

"YOU HAVE TO WHAT?!"

"Tsk, could you quiet down, I don't want the whole world to hear you."

After he calmed down he asked you

"But why you? Why couldn't he pick Me or someone else?"

"It's because Dazai knows who you are Chuuya."

"I get it, but why not someone else like Tachihara?!"

"The black Lizard raided the agency, remember? He was there."

He nodded in realisation, then asked again

"Do you want to drink some wine? My treat."

And how could you say no to that?

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Chapter one of this is over, I'll post chapter two tomorrow, I know I should have picked wattpad or something else to write chapters, but I chose Tumblr. Also, who do you want your love interest to be?

[Reader] is gender neutral, Akane is my Oc btw, she's not a love interest :)

Grimmjow x reader

MY FIRST STORY 😁🙏

Fluff ☁️

*Rain continelesy pours outside your window*

While that happens, you decided to take a nap,

aside from the thousands of stuffed animals on your bed you choose the big panther one since it reminded you of Grimmjow.

As you sleep soundly Grimmjow opens your window drenched from the rain

"Oi [reader name] give me some extra cl-"

He suddenly pauses while your holding onto the stuffed animal for dear life squeezing the life out of it.

"Really. [Pronoun] sleeps with stuffed animals, pretty pathetic..". He says quietly

But at the same time he's jealous because why do you need a stuffed animal to hold onto when you have him!

He takes off his soaked clothes and finds extra clothes on the backrest of a chair. He quickly puts them on.

((it's always freezing in your damn house))

He quickly BUT carefully slides the plush out of your reach. You almost woke up but luckily your a deep sleeper.

He then lifts the cover so he can get inside.

Immediately after he gets inside the cover, you clench onto him just like the plushie

He feels pretty smug since he got that damn plush outta the way.

Soon after, he falls asleep with you snuggled up against him.

IM WRITING THIS AT 1:24 AT NIGHT

I REALLY HOPE YALL ENJOYED THIS <33

We Care About You

For the past couple of days, you've been sacrificing sleep to spend more time playing Genshin. The people of Teyvat take notice and do not approve.

Content Warning(s): Liyue Archon Quest Spoilers

Notes: SAGAU; GN!Reader; First Story; Inexperienced Writer

Word Count: 1.5k

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You honestly should've seen it coming.

There were too many hints that told you what was about to happen, but you either didn't notice them or ignored them entirely.

Now you're about to fall into unconsciousness against your will, all because someone within Teyvat cared about your well-being.

"How is this even possible?" you pondered before you finally fell into sweet unconsciousness.

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The first hint happened so quick you almost missed it.

You were a couple of minutes removed from logging into the game and had just started working on your second of four daily commissions.

As you were teleporting to Dadaupa Gorge to help Wyatt look for his key, you noticed an unusual message on the loading screen.

Sleep

When night falls, make sure that you get plenty of rest!

You were lucky that you were a fast reader or else you wouldn't have been able to read that message in time.

At first, you didn't know what to think of it. Sure, Hoyoverse could've easily added it into the game, but you didn't see them ever doing such a thing. Additionally, you've never seen anyone else experience this message before.

"Probably something new," you guessed before gliding on down to speak with Wyatt.

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The second hint was a bit more noticeable than the first.

After completing Wyatt's commission, you were on your way to Falcon Coast to defeat some hilichurls. It was approaching nighttime in Teyvat when Paimon suddenly said:

"It's getting pretty late. Paimon thinks that we should go to bed soon."

You stopped gliding forward for a brief moment in slight surprise. It only took a few seconds for you to snap back to reality before pausing the game to save what airtime you had left.

"I can see a new line of text being possible, but a new voice line?" you contemplated. Like the last hint, you really didn't know what to think of it. If it was only one new voice line that got added into the game, you guess you shouldn't see that as a big surprise.

"Today has certainly been weird," you added before unpausing the game.

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It wasn't until the third hint that you started to think that something was wrong.

After defeating the two waves of hilichurls, your last commission had you beat up some cryo slimes near the Dawn Winery. You teleported to the Anemo Archon statue, grabbed a couple of Windwheel Asters, and began to glide down to the water.

However, just as you were about to pass the Dawn Winery, you began to hear a sweet melody coming from the building. This wasn't the theme you were used to hearing when you were near the Dawn Winery, so being the curious person you were, you took a quick detour to the building.

As you approached the building, the melody began increasing in volume. Furthermore, as you moved your camera you noticed the sound gradually shifting volume in-between your right and left ears.

"Wait, this isn't just a soundtrack? Someone's actually playing this?" you questioned, speaking aloud for the first time. You rarely speak your thoughts aloud, finding such an action to be awkward, but you felt that the situation warranted such a reaction out of you.

After a bit of wandering and camera movement, you pinpointed the source of the sound coming from the roof. Starting from the front of the building, you climbed up the wall and onto the balcony. You moved the camera around, trying to see if you could get a better view of the roof, and after a while, you found the source of the melody.

Venti the bard was currently straddling the roof beam with his back against the spire right near where the Anemoculus used to be. He had his eyes closed as he was playing the soothing melody on his lyre. If he noticed you, he took no note of it as he continued to play.

"Okay, now things are getting weird," you began to monologue to yourself. "I can somewhat explain a new loading screen message and a new voice line, but a new audio played by a character who is never supposed to be seen outside of archon quests and events? A change as big as this would've surely been advertised by Hoyoverse on social media, right? So why does it feel like I'm the first person to have discovered this? Do I consider this to be a bug or a glitch?"

However, as you continued to think to yourself, Venti continued to play his melody. As the melody dragged on and on, you began to yawn and feel your eyes growing heavy.

"Hold on. Is this melody...making me sleepy?”

Music notes began to fade in and out as they floated from Venti's lyre to your player character.

"I can't fall asleep just yet! I still need to finish my commissions!" you proclaimed before leaping off the balcony and continuing your way down to the beach. "Ooh! I also may need to travel to some domains and farm for materials."

You missed the fourth hint while you jogged away from the winery. Had you looked back at Venti, you would have noticed that he stopped playing the melody before sighing with a slight frown on his face.

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After completing all of your dailies, you decided to take a change of scenery and meet up with Liyue Katherine.

"I still need to go to Wanmin Restaurant and trigger that Beetle event. Plus, the crafting table is just around the corner for me to craft some Condensed Resin!"

You were too distracted by the crafting table to notice the fifth hint of the day. Had you kept your eye at Third-Round Knockout, you would've noticed the former Geo Archon getting up from his table and walking over to you.

Having finished crafting your Condensed Resin, you began to head over to Wanmin Restaurant. But before you could...

"Traveler! A quick moment of your time, please."

Startled by the sudden attention, you flicked your camera behind you to find Zhongli approaching your player character.

"It has been a while since we last had a chat. I was hoping you would accompany me while I head to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor to retire for the night. We can catch up with each other while we walk."

Too many thoughts were running through your head for you to give a proper response, not that any prompt showed up anyway. Zhongli took your inactivity as a sign of acceptance.

"Good. Let us be on our way then."

Zhongli started to walk past you, which didn't help your thoughts at all.

When his feet hit the ground, there was no visible space between the sole of his shoes and the ground. You never saw any of his clothes clip through any part of his body. In fact, you swear you saw a few wrinkles.

"Everything about him is too detailed. The walking animation, the clothes, the collision, the hitboxes; there is no way in hell everything should be so... fluid."

You started to think whether or not you should go through with his request. However, before you could make a decision, the game decided to make one for you.

The Traveler moved... but your hands were off the keyboard.

"WOAH Woah Woah woah..." You repeated as you backed your chair away from the computer. Now you were starting to think that your game was broken. You quickly scooched your chair back closer to your computer and were about to Alt+F4 outta there before...

"I would refrain from doing that."

You stopped what you were doing and looked up at the screen. Did you miss something that the Traveler did?

"As much as we all love to have you around, we know better than to have you overstay your welcome when you are clearly tired."

...That didn't sound like he was talking to the Traveler.

"I admire your persistence, but you leave me no choice, [Y/N]."

"Oh sh-."

Before you could finish your sentence, a loud buzzing sound suddenly played from your computer speaker. Almost immediately, you could feel yourself about to fade to unconsciousness. You quickly stood up and covered your ears as you tried to fight it, wondering how in the hell this sound was affecting you despite having heard it before in Sumeru. Unfortunately, the noise continued to grow louder and louder until you could no longer stand on your own two feet. You slowly slumped to the floor as the sound began to lower in volume, sensing that its job was done.

You honestly should've seen it coming.

There were too many hints that told you what was about to happen, but you either didn't notice them or ignored them entirely.

Now you're about to fall into unconsciousness against your will, all because someone within Teyvat cared about your well-being.

"How is this even possible?" you pondered before you finally fell into sweet unconsciousness.

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Author Side Notes: I know that I'm not the best writer in the world, but this idea for a SAGAU story I had continued to grow and grow until I felt like I could connect all of the plot points by myself.

If anyone is willing to rewrite or even possibly continue this story, I'm all down for it. I just wanted to see if people like this sort of scenario.

I also have more ideas for SAGAU stories if anyone wants to hear them.

Am i the only one who hates reader inserts? Like I read this cause I wanna escape the problems in my life, not have to envision myself having a spectacular variety of other fucked up problems!

Mushy ~ Nightwing

A/n: So I haven’t written in a while huh? Well let’s not dwell on that that... or the fact that this request came in like centuries ago didkdkdkd

Request: “(a member of the team) and dick are already in a relationship but neither bothered to tell anyone. whenever the two are with the team or (anyone really) they just keep each other company & don't interact much in front of people (both are content with this tho) so the team find out by walking in on them when they're alone at the base and being lovey dovey dorks 💙 (a bet may have been made among a few of the members)” by anon!

Word Count: 2600+

Warnings: Brief violence. Pain. Kinda graphic.

MASTERLIST

Dating was hard. So was being a super hero. Combining the two was a whole other level of ridiculous.

Dick had far too much experience with dating people he worked with. He had never been one to push separating pleasure from business if the opportunity arose, but Y/n always had been. They had watched Dick go through girlfriends one after the other - and it was always ruined by being a superhero. Seeing that Dick wasn’t one to be a player, and ended on good terms in all of those relationships, it was obvious that dating superheroes didn’t work. So when Y/n started to have feelings for him...

Listen having feelings for Richard Grayson was one thing. It was risky on its own. Dick was a great guy but he also had a lot of responsibility and it left little time for a relationship. Which meant that when Dick called Y/n out on their feelings, Y/n made him set immediate rules if they were going to date. He had to treat them like any of the other team - they could take care of themself, it wasn’t his job to take care of them. With that, no PDA. They couldn’t be coupley - it was distracting and if they didn’t end up working out it would mess up the team. Dick, more than willing to go through the relationship and try it out however it needed to go, agreed immediately. He had tried the open and adorable and flirty thing and it had failed, so why not try something new?

It was surprisingly easy. The two had already worked well before, but as they grew to love each other even more and learn more about the other, their trust and understanding grew. They went from functional to exceptional. Any team with both of them would succeed - no matter what. They didn’t have to talk, a simple touch or look and they understood each other. The team tried to communicate as much as possible and with Megan connecting everyone telepathically it wasn’t often needed, but when it was? Everyone was very grateful for the new dynamic duo.

As much as Y/n and Dick were very lowkey and casual, their growing connection went very noticed by everyone around them. It started with their closest friends of course, but very quickly branched out to even those who didn’t know them well. Even without the usual flirting and blushing and flusterness they were used to seeing with in-team dating, they had an undeniable chemistry. An energy, like a chord that tied them together. So thick and present that it was almost tangible.

They always sat and stood close to each other, and even if they never were touchier than with anyone else or didn’t explicitly move to be together, it was odd that they just happened to be side by side. Like they were subconsciously staying close by each other even if there was nothing going on. They came and left together a lot, usually passing it off as being engaged in some kind of conversation or plan. They usually went on patrol together unless they had a specific need for someone else or Dick was taking one of the other Robins for mentor stuff.

They just... clicked. And everyone could tell.

It became very normal for the two to be casual, even though they’d been dating only a few months. They went on dates, and the Batfam all knew they were dating of course - even without talking about it. They still had their domestic and romantic moments as well. They just got used to existing together. That was their love language.

That changed one day when Y/n got hurt.

Dick had been back at the compound. It was a big mission and Y/n had ended up with Tim. The two weren’t as fluid as Y/n and Dick, but they did have a certain flow that Bruce and Dick both thought would be a good influence for Tim. So the duo had set out, and for a while everything had been okay. It was only a recon mission - get intel, get out. They had underestimated security though and Y/n had barely pulled Tim out of the way of an arrow that sunk into a wood wall where Tim’s head had been.

The fight wasn’t too bad. The thugs were slow and awkward. They were used to Tim - this was Gotham after all and Red Robin wasn’t a new player in the game - but they had never seen Y/n before and as they were a super powered individual and not just a well stocked tool belt and incredible amount of smarts, the usual tricks that were used against the Batfam... didn’t work on Y/n.

The problem arose in numbers. There were so many of them, and it was far too soon that the two were outnumbered and back to back as even their combined efforts were not showing any openings to snag an upper hand. Y/n, whose powers were based on the flight their wings gave them, was not having an easy time maneuvering in such a small space as the thugs closed in. And they could have just flown off, but there were snipers on the roof and they couldn’t move fast enough to get out of range while also carrying Tim. They’d have been shot down. Even now it was risky - they were lucky they were in the cover of so many trees.

There was the sound of some kind of gun - not armed with bullets, as it soon became obvious, but anchors that caught Y/n’s wings and yanked. Hard. They dodged several of the things, but it made it even harder to fight while trying to hide their large target wings from such attacks while also fighting the other people. Tim eventually got caught up in the dodging, fighting, and trying to avoid messing up Y/n, and slammed into their back on accident. The space they both had was too small now and Y/n tripped, losing their balance. It left an opening for one of the anchors finally implanted into the side of Y/n’s right wing. All the person had to do was yank and they weren’t only thrown off balance - they were distracted by an incredibly sharp pain that wracked their entire body.

Dick was screaming in Y/n’s ear piece, something about back up coming and being careful and holding in there and- and something else, but Tim and Y/n couldn’t pay attention or respond. Tim was suddenly doubled up on enemies as another anchor hit the bottom of Y/n’s right wing, and then another hit their left finally. They were being yanked, this time in three very different directions. Not only the pain of being pulled like that, but also in near opposite directions - like being pulled in half - set their body on fire.

They were blinded by vision that was going white with agony, a scream ripping from them with every yank. It went from fighting to defending as they simply tried to pry off the anchors and push the other people away from them. But it was too much and another anchor caught them - this time sinking into their arm. Seconds later their opposite leg was caught too, and they couldn’t even move. Dick had gone silent and Tim had taken his place, screaming Y/n’s name. But they had been separated and he had his own problems to deal with.

In the end, backup got there just in time. Y/n had been caught in several places, and was immobile as they got the shit kicked out of them. Garth, M’gann and Zatana showed up in time for the rescue, finishing off the rest of the thugs and scooping Y/n and Tim onto the ship and away from Gotham. They all returned to the cave alive, even as Y/n had been very messed up.

It wasn’t long before Y/n was okay. They had been out of commission for about a week, more for psychological reasons than physical ones. The team had a healer now and Y/n had only let her in, wanting to be alone for a while to go through the course of events in their head and process what had happened. Black Canary had helped, and then they were back and just fine, if a little sensitive wing wise and a little jumpy when it came to missions.

Dick hadn’t seen his partner in a week. They had texted and called, but they had begged him to give them a second because they were having a hard time handling what had happened. Dick had tried to come out of costume and without the team, but things kept coming up - suddenly a week was gone. Y/n understood and soothed his worry and guilt, but it still didn’t change that when they finally were back, Dick was a little protective.

When one of the younger kids asked about it, Dick explained that as team leader he felt very guilty for being partly responsible for the harm that Y/n experienced that night. It was a good excuse, especially as everyone on the team cared very deeply about each other and everyone felt just as upset about Y/n being hurt as Dick did (if maybe a little less, as Dick was their boyfriend). Even as valid as it was, they all knew the truth. They couldn’t imagine what it would be like to watch someone you loved go through that, so everyone gave them as much space as possible.

It was early morning and everyone was either not awake, at school, or at work. Y/n had switched to online school, excusing it as being super sick. They usually bind their wings for public stuff and it was just fine, but with their new sensitivities it had grown from slightly annoying to suffocating and even painful. Not wanting to stay home and worry their parents, they had taken to doing school in the cave. Dick had graduated, so he no longer had school and he didn’t need to work so when he didn’t want to - he didn’t. That meant that even early like it was, Y/n was sat on the couch with their laptop, backpack, and notes out, wings stretch out and resting gently, when Dick entered the cave.

Immediately Y/n rose an eyebrow. “You never come over this early,” they pointed out.

Dick shrugged. “I know you’ve been having a hard time sleeping with your wings, so I gaurentee you slept in and haven’t eaten breakfast yet.”

Usually Y/n wouldn’t hesitate to call him out on such a blatant excuse to be around them, but honestly he was right and they were very happy to see him. On top of that, they hated to be alone and no one else was in the cave so they could be a little coupley without it being a big deal.

“Fine,” they relented. Dick, who had predicted as much, was already starting his work in the kitchen. Y/n didn’t bother him with questions or breakfast cravings - Dick knew their favorites and preferences. Instead they focused on class, headphones in and pen working across their sheet as they took notes along with the lesson. It seemed only minutes later when Dick appeared next to them. He set two plates down, and then left again to return with two glasses of orange juice as well. He set the glasses on the coffee table where he had put the plates before. Then he plopped onto the couch next to them. His arm went around their shoulders, holding then to him rather than just resting like they usually did. There was a desperation to it - almost like he was reassuring himself they were there at all.

Y/n didn’t give him crap for throwing them off balance and almost making them drop their laptop. They just readjusted and curled into his side. On one knee they watched the stream and on the other they balanced the plate they had grabbed. They ate as they watched and Dick watched with them. He snagged an ear bud and they listened together. When Y/n got confused - he could tell because they froze while eating - he would quickly explain it a different way and they’d nod before continuing.

Once they were done eating, Dick gathered the dirty dishes and left the couch. He cleaned it all up before returning with a large blanket. Y/n smiled as he settled next to them again, this time full pulling them almost into his lap. They chuckled, readjusting once again. “You’re being incredibly distracting Richard,” they teased.

Dick smiled softly. “How ever will you cope?”

They looked at him, an eyebrow quirked in an annoyed expression. Unfortunately their blush ruined it, especially as their lips curled into a smile. “I suppose I’ll tolerate you. Just a little.” They both chuckled and then leaned forward, stealing a long, gentle kiss. His hand rose to cup their face, thumb brushing their cheek and jaw over and over again. Comforting. Loving. They sighed into the kiss, melting into him completely.

Finally Y/n pulled away and they cuddled closer, Y/n’s head falling on Dick’s shoulder and their legs draped over his lap. They returned their attention to the class, Dick’s chin resting on top of Y/n’s head. He caught them up on what they’d missed while distracted by him and they laughed breathily. They were practically glowing as he held them. It was an incredible relief to be reunited after such a harrowing experience and time apart. Perhaps it was why they stayed like that even as the first class ended and the second started.

What they notice was that time was passing. They knew it logically, but both were immersed in the class and their own reunion and the relief and comfort and love they both felt - they didn’t even register the ticking of the clock or the rising of the sun, let alone Connor coming into the room to get some breakfast of his own.

Connor stopped in the doorway, surprised to see the couple so... coupley, I guess. There was something so tender and domestic about them cuddling up, chatting about class when Y/n needed it. Connor almost felt like he was walking into a personal bedroom, witnessing a very private and intimate moment. He had never seen them so like this, and his definition of love between them had become standing close and making eye contact while talking. This was a whole new level of precious.

When the shock wore off, a glowing grin took his place. Someone walked up behind him. “What are you-“ the voice that obviously belonged to Raquel cut off with a gasp as she noticed the same scene he had. “Oh my god.”

Connor chuckled. Y/n and Dick looked over just in time for Connor to hold out his palm, and Raquel, speechless, reached into her pocket and pulled out a ten dollar bill. She placed it in his hand and he smirked before going to make breakfast.

They had made a wager on whether Y/n and Dick were together or not. Interesting.

Dick smiled to himself. “We should do this more often. I like seeing their reactions to us.”

Y/n hummed, nodding. “Okay.” Their answer made Dick soften, and he sunk deeper into the couch like he had gone a little limp.

Raquel shook her head before moving to the kitchen with Connor. Now that she had gotten over her shock she was determined for breakfast as well. She simply looked at Connor and rolled her eyes. “Simp.”

Connor actually snorted in amusement. “You’re surprised?”

That made Raquel giggle. “Fair enough.”

ᥥ⑅ᥥ soulmate au, mention of death

soulmate au,

but instead of "soulmate" it says the name of the person who's going to kill you / you're going to die for, but that name can also mean the person who's going to spend the last seconds of your life with you. meeting them before death is avoidable, but death cannot be avoided.

imagine: it's the first time you meet a dirty teenager who killed his owner, who resembles a wild animal that needs to be cleaned up properly, like a small animal trapped in a trap — but this is the one whose name is on your arm, and you know for sure that it's him.

(bonus points: your name is written on his hand, but AVENTURINE doesn't know because you use a pseudonym instead of your real name.)

ᥥ⑅ᥥ unhealthy relationship, unlimited flow / killing games, codependency implied, mention of killing

but imagine that you have a childhood sweetheart, and he is so beautiful that even flowers, even the sky, even the sea, even precious stones, even a fire — nothing can compare with him, and he looks as if he really smells of perfumes and mists, but at the same time he is beautiful not only as a woman, even if he is thin and flexible like bamboo, but as a man, wide and stable, and you constantly look at him 24/7, thinking about how much he is smart, ambitious, loving and caring, adoring you with all his soul and more, then looking around, afraid that someone will take him away, because years later you don't even care if he becomes ugly, but before your eyes he has gone from an incredibly beautiful boy to the same young man.

and everything is fine with you: he initiates a relationship, takes care of you all the years, continues to take care of you even when he makes you an offer at home in an intimate setting (respecting and fulfilling your desire if you suddenly want a public proposal, asking in advance), and you are already married, and he always takes care of you, builds with you plans for the future, your families communicate closely, he is always respectful, but not "too shy or timid"... Eeen if all these annoying perverts keep hitting on him, as if they don't notice the ring on his finger or your presence!...

... just so that one day you wake up in a world where you refuse to play some kind of horror game in real time, without being able to get out, saving your life, with the same incomprehensible "players", fearing for your life, knowing that your husband is waiting for you at home, probably anxious that you've been away for so long, and you're even ashamed that you haven't said goodbye to him in any way and can't contact him, but you're forced to stay here — and when you're almost desperate, you meet your husband!...

... but it's not your husband?

they look the same, the same mole, the same curve of the eyes, the same smell, the same breath, the same look — but it's not your husband. something's wrong- why doesn't your husband recognize you? and it's so annoying! why can they harass him, taken man, and seduce him like shameless rakes, but you, a legitimate spouse, can't do anything?! it's annoying! he's your husband! it's definitely him! how could it not be him?! it's one person! is this damn place playing with you?! you're trying to find out something, but it's useless! Is it really an NPC? but they are the same! How can this be a projection? even the most perfect projection can't be that good!

... when you manage to return home after completing your mission, you can't help but scare your husband with your agitated behavior, as if you're some kind of angry dog or spouse and he's an unfaithful husband, — even if he's trying to play along with you and trying to find out what's wrong, massaging your shoulders and asking you to tell him what not so much, looking into your eyes so... touchingly and promising to improve if you talk to him and spend more time with him... that your heart melts.

you're just... on your nerves. of course, you can't say anything, but you're still glad that he accepts you, even if he doesn't understand anything. he's so good! much better than everything that happened! no NPC can compare to him! he is so loyal, gentle and loving, as if he cannot live without you, as if you are the center of his universe, and looks at you with the eyes of a sad dog... that you don't find the strength to feel any dissatisfaction in the end.

... but when you are forced to return to the "game" again, there is an NPC who looks like him again. and again. and again. and again. and again, someone is trying to seduce and flirt with them! why is someone flirting and seducing your husband (even if it's a projection) in front of your eyes?! you can't stand it! It's your husband! yours! how dare they touch his waist, make greasy compliments despite his disgust, try to touch him, offer him privacy, make greasy, obscene phrases and jokes behind his back- if they could, they would have stripped him here already!

disgusting! beasts!

you can't be polite or kind enough! how can you just watch?! you're definitely going to get into a fight with someone! right here!

you're so shocked when it's this "likeness of your husband" who protects you by hitting you first, and takes care of your wounds, even if it's a zombie apocalypse — but you're still amazed that he didn't try to stop you as the instigator, and instead asks you to go with him. or when he gives you supplies. or when he's looking out for you. or when he takes care of you even in terrible conditions, promising you that he will definitely buy you new clothes and put you in order as soon as the world becomes "like before," and you try to smile, but everything inside you gets cold. why does he look so much like him, even if you know it's not him? why is he just- are you cheating on your husband with this likeness of a husband who is exactly his copy, not even a mirror image, who breathes the same way, looks the same, holds the same, walks the same, they are the same, you don't see a single difference, and you get scared.

this is the first time that you die in a mission on your own, because you cannot withstand this strange, uncomfortable, abnormal overload, even if your death still counts as success in the mission — but when you open your eyes, lying on the bed,

your husband looms over you,

looking almost... frightening. and scary. very.

“... my love, you were restless in your sleep. do you want to talk, or should I get some water? or both?”

both.

both, — and you're afraid of it.

a/n: i noticed there are very little fics of my goat chrollo, ive had this idea for a while and im proud for finally writing it!

cw: kidnapping, clan genocide, mayhaps a bit ooc? kurta!reader, arson, mentions of gore

credits for header: ME! i made the header this time! do you guys like it ...

credits for dividers: @neroticbf

Imagine you were part of the Kurta clan. The medic, treating people's wounds, helping the little kids get over falling on the ground. It was peaceful and quiet. But that was before Chrollo came.

You don't know what he was doing, but it appeared he had strained his leg when he fell in your clan. You of course took him in and started treating his wounds. You helped him get better. You made dishes he liked.

You had to go out to restock on medicine and food, you passed your test a few months ago, so now it was much easier to treat wounds. Your peace only lasted a few hours though.

Burning houses, dead bodies. You can swear they're eyeless, but you couldn't tell since you began running to your house. By some miracle (?) your house hadn't caught the flames, you opened the door to see Chrollo waiting, almost as if he didn't care.

You explain everything to him, as if he wasn't there to see it, pulling his arm so you two can find survivors. Chrollo mumbles an apology before he knocks you out with a simple swipe.

--

You wake up with cold sweat all over you in a room you don't recognize. It's filled with lavish velvet covers adorned with black accents. You have to take a moment to regain your breath and consciousness. Was that all a dream? No, if it was you'd be in your room.

You attempt to get up and get out of bed, before noticing your moves are stopped by a chain tied to your bed post. You give it a few tugs, before realizing it won't budge. You're immediately startled by the door opening.

"Ah, you're awake," Chrollo says, as if this is perfectly fine. He's holding up a tray that contains a neat breakfast of miso soup and eggs. "I was wondering if I was too harsh."

"C-Chrollo what's going on?! Why am I chained-"

"That was just in case," Chrollo casually explains, placing the tray next to you. "Now can you eat your breakfast?"

"Wha- Chrollo what happened to my clan?!"

"I killed them."

You froze. He said it so casually, almost as if he was saying the weather. You actually question yourself if it isn't important but snap back to reality.

"Why?"

"To sell the eyes on the black market," Chrollo responds. "Now could you hurry and eat?"

You're still shocked, you're not sure how to react. It feels like you're the one who's crazy for asking the questions. Reluctantly you start eating (after trying to look for any hints of drugs of course). It tastes..good? It feels like Chrollo went out of his way for this.

"....why did you spare me?" You ask after swallowing.

"You were nice to me," Chrollo says. "You allowed me to recover faster and to deal with your clan faster."

You grip the spoon harder, guilt beginning to fill you.

Is this a hell you created?

--

hope you enjoyed! smooches you

i lob you thank you so much for reviving yan saiki content🙏🙏

no problem!! 😭😭

I've been wanting to write yandere saiki characters for a WHILE...but I've been busy with my oneshot drafts💔💔

i think yan!saiki would go through the 5 stages of grief before realizing he loves you. he thinks he's going to get an aneurysm. he doesn't love anyone- not even teruhashi!

but he finds himself stalking you to school to make sure you're safe, making sure things go exactly your way. thankfully you haven't noticed how there's no cars when you're crossing the street, or when there's a sale for your favorite snack.

and yet his favorite thing? listening to your thoughts. whether they're loud or quiet, he finds it relaxing. it's his ultimate weapon to get through the day, he finds what you think more interesting than whatever subject the teacher is talking about.

but it would be an issue to have saiki as a yandere, wouldn't it? he is the most powerful person in existence.

yan!butcher! ( ˘ ³˘)♥

a/n: yawnn gojo series coming sooonnnn :3

cw: gaslighting, gore (butchered body parts), dead dove, reader is a stereotypical horror movie character, gn!reader, paranoia

credits for dividers: @lavendergalactic ! please check out their work

yan!butcher who noticed the new person in town, hauling things out of a truck and moving in to a cottage nearby. he didn't pay attention much, he had a whole business to run! that is, until you showed up at his butchery.

you looked all confused, probably never having to talk to the butcher before and instead grabbing the meat from the shelves. you kept asking him questions about which part was the brisket and which one was the tenderloin. and he'll admit, his heart melted. he gave you a pound of beef and told you the best ways to keep it fresh, he even offered you a discount!

yan!butcher who remembers his mom telling him a way to a person's heart is through the stomach. which makes sense anatomy wise, so it must work with you too! so now he always asks if you're eating well and whatever your answer is you're still getting a pound of meat.

yan!butcher who notices you haven't been visiting lately, did he give so much meat you're stocked for the month that you don't even need to visit him anymore??? he asks some of the locals, and he comes back with the fact you went shopping in the far away mall...with your friends.

why do you even HAVE friends anyways...he's much more fun to be around...even his neighbors have been asking him why he's so gloomy! he has to do something about this! he can't let these..these friends steal you from him!

....looking at one of your friend's corpse, he can't help but think it was too easy. he propped them up at his butcher block, kind of just staring at them as if he didn't know he did it. oh well, he's one step closer to you! maybe he could give you a message, something to show he means business!

...you're terrified when you open the random box left at your doorstep to see your friends' hands and head. what do you do with this?! do you turn it in to the police? the police doesn't seem very capable around these areas...maybe if you ignore it and throw it out it won't be a problem.

then another one, and another one, and you're left with one. you beg them to leave early, not saying why, but you know they're scared too. so now you have no one but yan!butcher. a win for him!

you vent to him about how your friends 'disappeared', and how you're scared you're gonna be next. he only keeps reassuring you that no one would kill you because it'd be a war crime to kill someone so pretty like you. you don't seem comforted.

so...instead...yan!butcher invites you to stay over at his house! just to make sure! you very much reluctantly agree, figuring you have nothing to lose since he seems nice, and he's basically your only friend in town.

he sets up his spare bedroom just for you, remembering that he actually has to wash blankets he doesn't use because it'd be weird. he's very formal about the whole thing, so formal it's kind of endearing and a bit funny in some way?

you settle down, pulling your blankets over, still a bit paranoid, but eventually falling asleep.

if only you paid a little more attention to those cuts.

jjk masterlist >_<

Multi Character (3+)

most likely to...

kidnap you

Satoru Gojo

gojo geto headcanons pt 2 pt 3

Black roses

Suguru Geto

gojo geto headcanons pt 2 pt 3

Yuji Itadori

megumi and yuji oneshot

Megumi Fushiguro

megumi and yuji oneshot

Inumaki Toge

mute!reader

Nanami Kento

sick!reader

gulp...it's renovate masterlists day...

yan!jjk - who's most likely to kidnap you?

8- Toji Fushiguro

Okay listen, the only reason this guy isn't kidnapping you is because he's living at YOUR house. You make the money, and he trusts you to be fine on your own. The worse he'd possibly do is keep you on house arrest so he can make sure you're safe and it ends very shortly. Over all he can't afford (literally) to not have you go outside.

7- Yuji Itadori

This is mostly the same reason as Toji's - he doesn't have his own house. The dorm is very cramped for two people and even then someone would notice the noise. But the most important reason, Itadori doesn't want to ruin your trust! What if you never want to hug him again???? He doesn't want to see you sad! You're perfectly fine at your own house right now!

6- Megumi Fushiguro

While it's very likely that he could kidnap you as he has a house, the house is the problem. He lives with Gojo, and he doesn't think kidnapping would just be excused. Even if Gojo excused it, he'd feel sorrow for all the annoyance Satoru would cause.

5- Choso Kamo

I feel like Choso would be very guilty of kidnapping you. Just like Itadori, it'd break his heart seeing you so sad. The only difference is he can keep you trapped in Dagon's domain! It's a lovely place so perhaps you'd get used to it.

4- Kento Nanami

Nanami is very middle of the road. On one hand, if you had some kind of disability or you were sick (see sick!reader fic), he'd kidnap you. He doesn't want your safety to be risked at all. But if you are none of those, he wouldn't see a reason to, he'd much rather coax you into moving in with him rather than ruining your relationship entirely.

3- Suguru Geto

Suguru is kidnapping you, no questions asked. You think he's just going to let you run amock and get killed because of your connections to him?? No no, you're much safer inside the cult, where no one can get you without passing the sorcerers. He's definitely a bit lax when it comes to you going outside- as long as it's with someone he trusts.

2- Satoru Gojo

It's not safe for you to date AND roam around. Satoru's being constantly targeted by curses and curse users! They're going to use you one way or another! You're never leaving, that's the point. But it's okay! He'll still bring you your favorite food! And you still have him to talk to! Do you have a death wish asking for him to be a bit more relaxed about this? Don't you care about him!!!

1- Ryomen Sukuna

It's Sukuna. What'd you expect? He wouldn't even let you MINGLE with other humans before you're on house arrest. You must always be near him, who'd even try to damage the most protected human? He does not PLAY about this, he makes sure that Uraume keeps an eye on you when he can't be there, and his servants are the utmost loyal to him. You're not getting away- ever.

twisted wonderland x obey me!reader...

reader stabbed their finger on a sewing needle they'd found in the attic, going into a coma.

belphegor, of course, checks your dreams, just wanting to see a glimpse of you

and you're with someone, someone he's never seen, are those horns...

and Malleus is staring right back at him.

idk guys hear me out >_< it'll probably be like a cute multi reader fic

Upcoming Works ᰔ

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