#((feeling angsty))

Everyone having a good Wednesday? Yeah? Good! Oh it’s Azirafeast? That’s so nice!

I made something to bring to the cookout!

Let me just put it riiiiiight herrrrre

💣 ANGST 💣

Drag Path but its how time take a toll on someone dear to you..

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An Alastor x Reader fic where the reader knew Alastor when they were alive and they were friends, but the reader was already in love with Alastor but knew how he felt about relationships. So she keeps it hidden and takes her feelings to the grave.

A beautiful cross-court forehand winner..

“How could you do that?” The second you stepped a toe into the threshold of your home the words started, Your partner’s eyes narrowed on you from the doorway to the kitchen. He hadn’t taken his jacket off; muddy footprints followed to where he stood, eyes glaring at you, while he waited for an answer. You shut the door behind you, setting down your sword and wiping the blood from your cheek before tumbling your way out of your shoes, ignoring the irritated tap of fingers against the wall. “Y/N, seriously, how could you do something like that? Look at me” Your head felt weighed down with shame as you continued your movements, like a hypnotized dance, stunned at the storm you were preparing to receive the impact of.

“Oba- it was a mistake” meeting his eyes was a mistake, the fury behind them had you freezing, entranced by the anguish and disappointment that they held.

“No, that’s not the answer. A mistake is losing your footing during an exchange, not jumping in the fucking way of a blade- I’m sorry. I misspoke MY blade. Y/N,” The exasperated breath at the end of his sentence had you flinching.

“It was wrong, it was the wrong way to go and he would have hit you by the time he got to you”

“Don’t turn this around on me. Do. Not. Make this seem like it was my fault. You knew what I was going to do, you got in the way and made the both of us, hashira no less, lose a lower moon. So again. Why on earth would you make such a childish ‘mistake?’” You shrugged, unsure how to respond other than what you originally said, that was why you did it.

“It was a trap, Obanai, it wasn’t right, something was off” he scoffed, throwing his head back in a lifeless laugh before returning to his slouch against the doorframe.

“A trap. You would jump in front of my fucking blade because you THOUGHT it was a trap, you’re an idiot. That’s the stupidest thing i’ve ever heard and it’s disappointing coming from you,” He shook his head, turning away from your slumped for.

“Fuck you, Obanai, you don’t know me. You obviously didn’t see what I saw”

“Don’t know you?” He scoffed, turning back towards you. “Your right, the Y/N I know would never do something as reckless as that, not only risking her life but my life and the three lower slayers with us. The Y/N I know would never fuck things up like that, and the Y/N I love would never put herself in front of MY FUCKING BLADE because of a goddamn hunch. It was selfish, idiotic, stupid, and worst of all cruel,” By the time he was done talking you were furiously wiping away tears that were cascading down your cheeks, trying to ignore the look of contempt on your lover’s face.

“I didn’t me-“