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Colder Weather - Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor
Genre: fluff headcanons
Summary: how the boys act when it’s cold + snowing outside
CW: cold weather, snow, asmo forcing you to go outside (ew), lots of cuddling, pretty mid writing on my part
okok so no Lucifer or Satan for this one cause I just had no ideas :((( like I had a few but not nearly enough for complete hcs so sorry guys
also holy fuck it’s been a while since I wrote obey me hcs lmao so im a little rusty…sorry guys
also I promise I’ll shut up but it’s gonna be almost -50 celsius here this weekend (yay, Canada!) so I will be stuck inside if you guys have any obey me (or other fandoms) ideas!!
Mammon:
Mammon and to snow DO NOT mix
biggest baby in the entire Devildom when it gets cold
he has this super tacky fur coat that he insists is real rabbit fur (it’s faux—the big softy couldn’t bear real fur)
refuses to leave the house, even if he has to work
worse than that: he refuses to let you leave the house, even if you have things to do
“hey, human. where d’ya think you’re going? it’s cold out there. you’ll get sick, or worse, dead!”
invites you to his room cause he has this ‘super awesome heater’ (read: himself)
you end up lounging on the couch with him and watching movies with excruciatingly long car chases
you start shivering despite the sweater you’re wearing, and Mammon not so begrudgingly beckons you over to come sit under the blanket with him
honestly he forgets how to breathe because you’re so close and you smell nice and you’re relying on him for warmth
at some point it gets colder and you start shivering again
goes to grab another blanket but you stop him, looking up at him with those pleading eyes
“don’t go, mams. i’ll freeze without you.”
pretends to be humble about it but inside he is screaming
not sure how it happens but you end up in his lap??
he has both arms around you, cocooning you between him and the blanket
you both fall asleep on the couch, snow storm long forgotten
Leviathan:
locks himself in his room to spend the whole day watching anime
also sorry but this man’s room is a whole terrarium
he’s got his heater, his fan, his air purifier, his humidifier
his place is always the perfect temperature and the perfect place to take refuge in a blizzard
he pretends like he’s annoyed when you come into his room, dressed in warm clothes and fuzzy socks, a blanket draped over your shoulders
but really he doesn’t mind—he actually has to hide his rosy cheeks with you because he’s so flustered at the idea that you chose him
orders an insane amount of comfort food to eat during your anime marathon
like heaps and heaps of food that the two of you couldn’t possibly finish
offers you to share his blanket with him, wrapping it around the two of you to keep warm while you munch on food
somehow it turns into you leaning your head on his shoulder, eyelids getting heavy in the warmth of his room
Levi can’t even be annoyed that you’re missing episodes of the anime—you look so cute like this
Asmo:
HATES the cold, LOVES the snow
it’s a weird dynamic…
dresses you up in the cutest snowsuit ever, and forces you to sit outside in the cold for over an hour taking pictures
“asmo we’re gonna catch a cold”
“demons don’t get sick from the cold, don’t be silly”
you’re not a demon????
when he’s finally done with the pictures don’t expect any attention from him after
he still has to edit, caption and post them to Devilgram
you sit under his comforter in the corner of his bed, shivering miserably and shooting glares at him from the corner of your eyes
Finally he puts down his DDD and looks at you, his eyes sparkling when he sees just how cute and cold you look
uses the cold as an excuse to get as close to you as possible, cuddling you tightly
he’s so tempted to take a selfie of the two of you in bed together but he doesn’t want to ruin the moment
probably insists on your laying between his legs with your head on his chest for ‘maximum warmth’
really he just want to feel you
you end up falling asleep in his room, and who is he to wake you?
Beel:
honestly indifferent to the cold
he’s just built differently
he’s not the biggest fan of it, but he’s not as much of a baby as some of his older brothers
still, he doesn’t quite like the idea of you going out in the cold (at least, not without proper protection)
offers to get anything you need, but if you insist on going out, he’ll come with you
and of course he bundles you up first
has you dressed in one of his sweaters with one of his old winter jackets over top
you look tiny in his big clothes
when you get home after he’ll make you stand in front of the heater to warm up while he disappears into the kitchen
of course he’s going into the kitchen
but you’re pleasantly surprised when he comes back with two steaming bowls of chicken noodle soup
you guys eat and watch a movie in the living room, Beel asking you every five minutes if you’re cold
you take another one of his sweaters just to get him to stop bothering you about it
insists on feeding you every hour and piling snacks on the coffee table
“don’t give me that look. you need food to stay warm, y/n.”
Belphie:
hates blizzards because they interrupt his sleep
he can usually sleep through anything—from sunny days to volcanic eruptions
but the cold??? no way
his bed gets cold and even his thickest, softest blankets don’t help
but…maybe a certain warm human could help his sleep
ends up crawling into bed with you in the middle of the night, hardly making a sound
you only wake when you feel the bitter cold on your body slowly fading away, a new warmth pressed against you
“go back to sleep—don’t move! im comfy....”
you’re not even phased by Belphie sneaking into bed with you at this point
and the warmth is honestly really nice
you cuddle back into him, shoving your back as tight against his chest as it will go
he throws an arm over your waist, holding your hip flush against his
definitely stays with you the whole night—and the next few after that
with the excuse he’s just ‘keeping warm’, of course
checks on you every time he wakes up in the night, groggily reaching out to make sure you’re still warm and okay
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#obey me x you#obey me x reader#obey me x mc#obey me#shall we date obey me#mammon#leviathan#Beelzebub#belphegor#Asmodeus#mammon x reader#leviathan x reader#beelzebub x reader#belphegor x reader#Asmodeus x reader#levi obey me#asmo x reader#beel x reader#belphie x reader#obey me fluff#x you#x reader
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Benny saves reader from a zombie
When The Dead Rise (Benny Weir X Reader)
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Summary: Ethan has to take his little sister trick or treating, so of course he invites all of his friends to keep him company. Splitting up from your friends to spend time with your boyfriend ends up giving you some scares.
A/N: SO MANY THINGS TO SAY!!! 1, sorry for not posting a story in over 2 weeks, i discovered character ai messaging and became addicted to talking to josh hutcherson’s (i love that man, im so glad hes been getting more attention again, im so sad that he has a gf and is like 10+ years older than me) mike schmidt from fnaf (lowkey wondering if i should try making character chats, i think itd be fun lol). 2, thank you for 1.1k followers!!! It truly means a lot to me! 3, I still have a good handful of requests and i don’t know when they’ll all be finished, so if you’ve sent in a request that i haven't gotten to yet, im so sorry lol. 4, this feels kinda half-assed but enjoy this halloween fic even tho its fuckin november lmao
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“Ethan, hurry up!” Benny yelled up the stairs to his best friend, who was in his room getting ready. “If we wait any longer, all the good candy’s gonna be gone!”
“Calm down, Bens.” You laughed. “We’re big kids; we can buy our own candy.”
“It’s not the same.” He whined, letting you pull him towards you by the lapels of his suit jacket. You fixed his poorly tied tie and smoothed out the fabric of his outfit. Benny wanted to be a magician this year, saying it fit perfectly. He even somehow roped you into dressing up as a magician’s assistant.
Before you could reply, there was a knock at the door. Unsure of whether it was a trick-or-treater or one of your friends, you grabbed the bowl of candy near the front entrance and opened the door. But the sight before you made you jump, some pieces of candy flying out of the bowl.
“Trick or treat!” Rory snickered behind an ugly zombie mask. It looked like the mask had been melted and worn out.
“Couldn’t you have just dressed up as a vampire?” You asked, letting Rory into the house and closing the door. “You know, with you being a vampire and all.”
“Too easy.” Rory shrugged, taking off the mask. “Besides, scaring the crap out of you is worth wearing the mask.” He grinned, and you smacked his shoulder with an eye roll.
Hearing footsteps come thundering down the stairs, you all turned around. Jane came down in a princess costume while Ethan was close behind in one of his regular outfits. You all booed him and his wardrobe.
“Boring!”
“Didn’t even try.”
“Where’s your Halloween spirit, man?”
“Guys, give me a break, okay?” Ethan sighed. It was clear he didn’t really want to go out tonight. Wanting him to at least try to get into the spirit of the holiday, you grabbed a pack of fake vampire fangs from the trick-or-treating bowl.
“Here, you can be the vampire. Now let’s go, or Jane won’t get any candy.” Hearing this, Jane raced out the door, the rest of you hot on her tail.
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It was late at night when you all decided to stop trick or treating. Jane’s candy bag was practically bursting at the seams, and she was worn out to the point where Rory had to start carrying her. He only did it because, due to being a vampire, he was the only one strong enough to haul her around, and she promised to give him some of her candy.
“Wanna split?” Benny leaned down to whisper to you, the two of you slowing down and gradually being separated from your friends. Deciding that they probably wouldn’t mind your absence, you nodded. Benny grinned and squeezed your hand that he had been holding the entire evening before pulling you in the direction of his house.
As the two of you walked down the street, a chill ran up your spine. An October night in Canada probably wasn’t the best time to wear a costume that had a good amount of skin, but when you put the costume on, you had decided that it would be a problem for future you.
Future you was less than pleased.
Luckily, being the amazing and thoughtful boyfriend he was, Benny took off his magician’s cape and tied it around you. He must’ve enchanted it, because you were immediately warmed by the fabric. You clung onto his arm, not missing the proud smile he had when he looked down at you wearing something of his.
“Oh, gosh.” You murmured, slowing to a stop. Benny stumbled, looking around in confusion. Before he could ask what was wrong, you pointed to what awaited you just a few yards ahead.
If you knew that the Whitechapel cemetery would be on your route to Benny’s house, you would’ve gone another way. But here you were, looking at the fog-covered, fenced-up plot of land in front of you, the path that went through it looking less than inviting. Given you and your friends’ track records with supernatural and dead things, you were weary of spooky things, such as a cemetery at night. Tonight being Halloween didn’t help much.
“Come on, N/n, it’s okay.” Benny cooed, pulling you along. “Nothing’s gonna happen, I promise.”
“How can you be so sure?” You asked, squeezing his arm.
“I’ll protect you, babe.”
“Oh, great, so we’re both dead.” You half-joked, and Benny gave you a fake offended look.
“Rude.” You got to the fence, and you paused again. Benny looked back and sighed; it was as if he could read your mind before you protested. “Going through the cemetery instead of around is the quickest way home, Y/n. We’ll speedwalk.”
After a deep breath, you nodded, and you both ventured through the graveyard. You clung to Benny as if your life depended on it. For all you knew, it did. The aura surrounding you as you walked spooked Benny a bit, but he did his best to put on a brave face for you.
Before you knew it, you were almost at the other side of the cemetery. Relief filled you as the fog faded just enough to show you the exit.
“Come on, let’s get out of here.” You say, a pep in your step now. But for some reason, Benny pulled on his cape that was around your shoulders. You looked back in confusion.
It wasn’t Benny, you realized. Because he was standing next to you, not behind you.
Behind you was a hideous, groaning creature that looked like it had been decaying for years. You wouldn’t have been surprised if it had crawled out of one of the graves you and Benny walked by.
“Zombie!” You shouted, making Benny jump. You tried to run, but the creature’s decaying hand had a death grip on the cape you were wearing, the opposing forces almost choking you.
Benny grabbed the string that tied the cape around you and somehow ripped it apart. It was probably the sudden adrenaline that gave him the strength to do that and then pick you up when you were finally free. Tossing you over his shoulder, Benny ran out of the graveyard while you both freaked out about what you saw.
Over your squeals and shouts, you didn’t hear the laughing that came from the place you were fleeing from. The zombie dropped the cape and ripped off its face, revealing a cackling Rory. But his laughs were suddenly cut short when he heard a rustle in a nearby bush. Realizing that being alone in the cemetery was becoming too creepy for him, Rory sped away.
When you reached Benny’s house and called your friends, you told them all about the terrifying encounter you and Benny had with the dead. During your storytelling, you didn’t notice Rory having a slight grin on his face the entire time.
#agaypanic#benny weir#benny weir x reader#my babysitter's a vampire#my babysitter's a vampire x reader
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dino soulmate au !! i don't have a specific trope in mind, but im curious to see which one you think fits him best :D
hii <3 hmm... technically dino was where i left off on my soulmate series (which is currently paused until i finish either sweet night (more likely) or under the sun (unlikely lol), then i'll try to finish out those fics before i start a new series), so i'll avoid what i've got planned for him there
(death tw, will tag the post w this as well)
ill play around w a lil bit of angst. reader has lost the soulmate that they were dating ever since they met in high school bc (insert cause of death here). not even minutes after he's dead, the name lee chan writes itself across the back of their hand. out of resentment for the universe immediately pairing you up right after you lose the love of your life, you resolve to keep the stupid name covered as much as you can and never meet this lee chan the universe is replacing your soulmate with.
elsewhere, chan realizes that there's a name written up his forearm that he didn't have before. a certain percentage of ppl are born w/o soulmates, and chan always thought he was one of them until now. he probably excitedly shows it off to his friends (only abt half of which have soulmates imo bc i like having a mixed bag there), and they promise to let him know if they happen to run into someone w his own name on them.
enter jeonghan, currently going through practicum to become a licensed therapist. enter, you on a summer day without a bandage on the back of your hand and his friend's name contrasting your skin in neat lettering. also enter the fact that jeonghan can't say/do anything about giving out your information because of violations, so he's stuck trying to figure out how he can lead you or chan to one another.
ultimately, he figures out a way: you mumble one day a week or two later that your favorite coffee shop is closed for renovations because you'd always treat yourself with something sweet from there, jeonghan asks if he can make a suggestion, and he pushes you toward one of chan's favorite places before immediately getting both seungkwan and vernon on the task of getting chan there. you end up sitting in the corner to kinda just people watch and chill post-therapy session and wait on your drink. your name gets called out, and you notice the way another guy's head snaps up immediately. you retreat to your corner with your drink, only to hear the name lee chan read out soon enough and you aren't taking any chances. you get up to leave, and immediately the guy tails you out and asks for you to stop before rolling his jacket sleeve back to reveal where your name is boldly written along his arm.
you tell him you aren't interested. he's immediately heartbroken by that kind of talk, but asks for your number anyway because he'd at least like to be your friend if nothing else. you give it to him after making it clear you aren't looking for a new lover, and then leave.
and idk insert more stuff abt you and chan getting closer until you finally open up and mention tht ur in grief counseling bc of ur soulmate dying and that you'd always hated chan (as a concept--you like him now as a person) because it wasn't even five minutes before his name appeared on you. he apologizes, you tell him not to bc its not his fault, and the two of you agree to take ur friendship slow.
insert chan feeling guilty as he falls for you. insert u feeling guiltier because you fell harder after that and you try to push him away again. fic culminates in you admitting to him or to a friend that you're terrified of losing another soulmate. maybe its w a family member of deceased soulmate who reassures you that he would want you to be happy before asking if it had been you, wouldn't you want him to move on one day? it ends w you crying on them and apologizing because you feel like ur betraying ur first soulmate, but accepting that its okay to move on.
its just a lot of talk abt grief and whatnot lol with a side of chan helping you heal because he wants to be there for you, romantic feelings or not. you confess to him that you've fallen for him and ask to take things slow now and the fic ends off with the two of you going to get coffee together or something
#wooahaes.ask#wooahaes.askgame#sweetteawithpeach#death tw#sorry this one is longer lol im admittedly a sucker for a soulmate au
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i saw someone on here talking about pete's dead boyfriend in swgd and i don't remember if it was you or not it just seems like the thing you'd talk about
yes, i have talked about it a few times-- i cant find any of my posts about it which is EXTREMELY annoying as i went into depth. but whatev
there is a journal entry where he explicitly alludes to kissing guys and visiting a cemetery to cry on someones grave.
this is the journal entry
i got ringing in my ears but none on my fingers. i got sunsets in the veins on my wrists. we’re not just falling in love anymore, we’re demanding it. im the latest bloomer (dried out my wet dreams and saved them for a rainy day). i can still see you standing on my front porch- slowed my own thoughts down to a single blade of grass. you couldnt catch my eye cause i was too busy rolling them. the buttons on one side of your coat that wouldnt snap on the other side. they were just for fashion not for function you told me. you were pretty for a boy. it made me laugh when i thought of it, im sorry i wasnt laughing at what you were saying. it makes me laugh still- when im driving around for hours at night. id love to swerve off and blame it on the fog, but ive been talking on these roads too much lately. theyd spill all my secrets. this city won’t let me go. im sure theyd lock me up somewhere if anyone saw me at 23 sneaking into cemetaries. taking pills to make me feel okay sleeping in the grass just above you. the sirens find me at the first light. my lips cracked and dried from the tears, i'll probably die a cliche. flash the lights to kissing boys. provocative. i promise you i wont ever have another afternoon like when we used to sneak out of school and drive the lakeshore. noone will ever sound as cool as you. we built cool. we made up style. we set the standard and theyre all just trying to live up to it. if theres nobody who thinks like us anymore. untouchable is unlovable. you always have me humming in my head just out of key. i bought an alarm clock just so i could hit the snooze button. whats the point in getting out of bed anymore if you only get out to say you did. if you could love the biggest fraud or the best liar- then im your prince. i was made just for fashion not for function.
i think making the leap to "dead boyfriend" is kind of extreme because i cannot recall anyone mentioning someone significant to pete in his late teens/early 20s dying. i feel like something that tragic would have been mentioned by someone else at least once and ive never seen something like that.
petes novel is a bit complicated-- from what hes said/implied/is obvious, which would take too long to go into and explain-- over a period of years, he wrote a "story" about a fictional relationship and then, revised it several times and fused it with a "roman-a-clef" version of his actual life and real people in it to create what he says is an entirely fictional novel.
towards the beginning of this novel, the girl tells him the fashion not for function thing and that hes pretty for a boy. by the end of the novel, she is dead and hes crying on her grave.
thus, its possible this is an early draft from the novel and not real. however, its also possible he just worked events that happened with someone else into the book.
however, the book explanation doesnt fully explain the kissing boys thing. additionally, sugar has a lot of charged lines about being possibly gay, and mentions lying in a cemetery like the journal entry, which lends credence to the dead boyfriend theory.
its quite perplexing so its talked about a lot.
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new york city punk facts that will never leave me list ok let’s go
richard in a pensive moment.
i think this is danny from electra records’ review of television live one of at least three reviews of television live where the author is just thirsting over them. i adore “he’s the one most likely to get beat up in a parking lot,” while tom verlaine is standing RIGHT THERE.
johnny thunders styling david johansen’s hair for the first time and kind of decorating everyone and when david bowie went to new york for the first time he asked johansen who did his hair and he said “johnny thunders.” and then we all know what happened
richard lloyd and tom verlaine sharing clothes but particularly the floral button up i’ve documented religiously here
this screenshot of johnny thunders from one of the movies he was in
richard hell and tom verlaine form television together originally called the neon boys. they don’t work out bcoz tom verlaine is a whiny bitch and richard hell is, also. so richard leaves and he joins up with john (what i’ll mostly be calling johnny thunders in this post) and jerry nolan (who i hate), who had just split from the new york dolls against john’s will to form the heartbreakers.
richard hell decided Hey I Should Have All The Creative Control In The Heartbreakers. john was mostly fine with how things were, but jerry convinced him via heroin and false promises that they deserved the control. so jerry/john are like Hey I Should Have All The Creative Control In The Heartbreakers. so they meet up and they both say “I Should Have All The Creative Control In The Heartbreakers” and they go Oh.
no one is mad they peacefully split up and both release amazing records separately they’re just all fucking idiots
stiv bators dying by hanging at least twice in public
richard hell being extremely easy to get into bed and he would go down on girls in public for the price of 1 alcohol.
this ridiculous “IM WEIRD” monologue tom verlaine gave:
john & jerry stealing “chinese rocks” from dee dee ramone’s bag and recording it for LAMF behind his backs hence why it sounds nothing like a thunders penned track and has all the stylistic elements of a ramones song
joey ramone saying he used to wait all day glued to the radio listening to “bad music until something good comes on” and that thing was the beatles
richard hell staring as “the rawhide kid” in nick zedd’s “geek maggot bingo” and speaking in a horrible southern accent and dressed like a cowboy the entire time
tom verlaine is a cryptid
tom verlaine and patti smith’s poetry zine. it’s fun to try and figure out who wrote what. it’s also very beautiful.
johnny blitz (the dead boys) getting stabbed 17 times in a complete mistake incident
john saying “wayne may have tits now but he’s still an awesome guy” referring to jayne county. the original trans ally.
tom verlaine anxiously but jovially telling an interviewer that he’s skipped out on rent all year so far and that he “doesn’t know when the land lord is coming but he may have forgotten about me” and thinking about how he was just living off unemployment bcoz he deemed HIMSELF incompetent to work
richard lloyd not participating in rehearsals and tom yelling at him in this video “LLOYD!!!! LLOYD!!!!!” + richard hell bring entirely incompetent and useless “HUH? HUH? HA? NO?” + tom being the only useful member of this band. thank god for terry ork.
I Have to stop somewhere im sorry this all is mostly about television i have a lot to say about television
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(Hellloo!!! This is just a ship post of my oc and dottore!)
Nano fell and hit the ground hard. Tears fell from their cheeks.
“P…please….! Starlette! Please give the gnosis back…!! It hurts! It hurts!” it felt like someone was snapping all of nanos bones plus skinning them alive. Starlette looked at the gnosis and frowned
“…..will you do this again if i give it back?”
Nano looked up at starlette.
“i promise i wont…”
Starlette nodded and hesitated on giving the gnosis back, but knowing that their closest friend was dying….again, they gave it back. Starlette bent down and put the gnosis into nanos heart. The curse was so…so close to killing them. All of the pain nano was feeling vanished. The powers of an archons gnosis can do a lot for sure.
Nano stands up and wipes tears away.
“Traveler,” nano looks at them “thank you for helping me….i think i would be dead if it weren’t for you.”
Traveler nods .
“You’re welcome.”
For a good 30 minutes, everyone talks and sits down, taking a minute to process what had happened.
“Guys, ” starlette says, their voice cracking.
Everyone looks at them.
“Im…im sorry for lying to everyone.” Starlette sounds like they are about to cry.
“What?” Nano looks at their dear friend in confusion.
Traveler knows what is about to be said.
“Nano, i….i really am sorry.” starlette begins to tear up.
“Starlette! Tell me whats going on!!”
Starlette looks nano dead in the eyes and frowns even more. They get up and hug their deae beloved friend. Starlette had been letting all of the pressure of telling nano the real truth behind themselves. They feel like a shit friend for keep multiple secrets.
“Im…im not alive.” Starlettes words rang through nanos ears.
“What…?”
“Im just a ghost. I was never here.” Starlettes words sound so harsh to nano.
nano begins to cry again, this time with the pain of knowing their friend is dead.
Starlette begins to fade away. They rush their goodbyes, hugging nano and wishing them well, then telling traveler to have a good adventure.
Starlette slowly walks away, bursting into flames, then ashes flowing in the wind.
(SORRY I RUSHED)
Nano is left there, sobbing with traveler just standing there. Then, a familiar blue haired male comes walking from a carriage. The 2ed harbinger, the doctor, here to pick up their red headed assistant, the 3rd harbinger, the potioneerist. The doctor walks up to nano.
“Come on nano. We must go.” He holds his hand out for them.
Nano looks up at him “d…dottore…?” They grab his hand and get helped up “what are you doing here…?”
“If you really did lose THAT much braincells being here, you would know im here to bring back to shneznaya.”
Nano nods, looking at at him and tearing up, they hug him out of no where and begin crying into his chest. Usually, the doctor wouldn’t allow nano to do this. But…today’s different. He can let this slide just once.
Dottore walked nano to the carriage and they both got in, nano hugging and crying into dottores shoulder, and dottore acting like he doesn’t even care.
Yeah this was HORRIBLE…i started writing at 3am, it’s now 5:54 am, i have school, and i rushed.
If yall want me to write about how this situation even happened, let me know!!!
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and if your life won’t wait: spoiler free 2022 update
hello dear readers. if ur here from my fic welcome. if u just follow my blog, sorry. also, go read my fic.
okay, a… lot has changed since i started this thing. moment of silence for all cis tua writers with unfinished works from before season 3. im literally a trans man and had no idea how to handle this. im also completely disconnected from the fandom and i have no idea how other people have been doing it lol. anyway.
in regards to my fic, season three changed three big things for me. 1). viktor 2). klaus’ reincarnation powers are more fleshed out and canonical 3). my perceptions of the characters
viktor’s whole deal is probably the most relevant, so ill start there. when i started this fic, i had absolutely zero idea that elliot page would come out as trans, and subsequently his character would change as well. so the first ~5 chapters make absolutely zero mention to him being trans. the way i saw it, going forward i had two options. control f and retrospectively make him both trans and transitioned (which i honestly think is not only a valid option but one that i lowkey wish id done, way fucking easier) or rework his planned story arc around gender identity.
look. i said it already. im trans. i was deeply attached to viktor BEFORE he came out. he’s my guy. i have to write a coming of age trans story for him, even if that means dead naming him for a few chapters while we get there. he’ll be okay. he’s fictional. he’s figuring it out. this is a story about learning to let your family be in your life in a meaningful way so you can actually be happy. in the context of the fic, he also just watched his brother die and come back to life, so he’s a little preoccupied. don’t worry though, if there’s one thing you can count on the hargreeves to do, it’s prioritize their own personal drama in the midst of extremely important things happening around them.
i don’t write shitty endings for trans people. he’s going to have his little moment where he triumphantly cuts his hair and wears a too big button down with all the confidence of a seventeen year old freshly off their meds. i love him. please trust me. ive made the decision that the story i want to tell involves him not figuring things out for a little while, but he will figure them out. worry not. i came up with an incredibly convoluted excuse to get him pamphlets from an lgbtq resource center. you’ll see.
as for klaus… keep in mind reading these first few chapters that i was working with the knowledge of the first two seasons. that’s the knowledge with which i built this worlds life and death system. season three didn’t change too much, except canonize klaus’ ability to come back to life, and confirm that reginald did know about this ability and tested it in him, aka killed him over and over again until he was satisfied, and then klaus repressed the whole thing. tua plays pretty fast and loose with ghost rules, so i pretty much ignore all that to do whatever the shit i want, but this was really important to the plot, so i had to make a decision about whether or not i was including it.
there’s a bit of a mystery element that comes in down the line pertaining to reginald’s role in the story, so i wont say too much, but i did want to address it! just know that yes, i do understand the worlds death rules, i promise. this fic’s premise is basically taking their dumb death rules and throwing them out the window so that i can tell a story about family bonding. however, im really proud of the direction the story ended up going in light of the new season, and im excited to share it with you.
the third thing is characterization. now, this could be its own post, so ill keep it brief, but to me season three proved a few very important things about the hargreeves. they’re mean as fuck, irredeemably stupid, and love each other almost as much as they love their own respective attachment issues. they are a mess. im fucking obsessed with them. they love each other, and are incapable of being normal about it. it’s perfect.
a few important things to note:
- ben is as much of an asshole as the rest of them! confirmed!!! he may have been the nicest of them, but they’re all terrible, he’s just a little less terrible! big win for the ben is a dick community (population: me and klaus)
- as kids, allison was nicer to viktor then anyone. allison was NICER. TO VIKTOR. THEN ANYONE. that is such a wonderful revelation to me. i always interpreted their relationship as more like allison was trying to make amends and knew she had to make amends with viktor specifically, but no! allison was nice to viktor!! nicer. then ANYONE. i could talk ab s3 allison for a million years. she might be a little irredeemable. but i love her. and this fic and every fic forever will be allison friendly
- mostly just a gentle reminder that i am not writing about bitter thirty year olds carrying around decades of trauma and horror. i am writing about fresh faced seventeen year olds who have never had a brother like, actually die, never spent years on the street or on the moon or completely alone or getting into fights or watching their brother slowly kill himself or being an a list celebrity. they have the potential to be those bitter assholes, they really do, but for now, they’re kids. i want to write kids. the world is so bad. i want to write a coming of age where kids having their family with them gives them a happy ending. this is what i want and i will not give this up for any reason.
thank you for reading, sorry it’s a monstrosity of a post <3
#i def used to have a tag where i talked ab this fic but i don’t remember it anymore so….#iylww#yeah that works. whatever
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Black Eye
overview: reader and spencer go to reader's highschool reunion as a fake couple
genre: fluff i think
warnings: mild violence and swearing, a guy being kind of a total creep, and mentions of bullying
a/n: idk if its any good again just love the idea but it was inspired by a dream i had last night (thank you temporal lobe) so yeah let me know what yall think !! :) also im posting this at like ass oclock in the morning so whoops
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you and spencer had gotten yourselves in quite the situation.
your dreaded highschool reunion was just around the corner and you made the mistake of complaining about it to penelope. she was always trying to make everyones life easier (and more interesting) so when she heard you had no date she took it upon herself to find you one.
it didn't take a lot of looking, none at all actually; because Penelope had already been trying to figure out ways to get you and Reid together.
you two were undeniably perfect for each other. you were an amazing team at work, you hung out alone all the time (though both of you denied these hang out as being dates, Garcia had her own ideas on this), and you were both very obliviously head over heels for each other.
and somehow, through the magical ways of Penelope Garcia, you and Spencer were now sitting in the parking lot, fake married for your high school reunion.
"do we need to go over our back story again?" you worried, looking up at him.
"our backstory is basically all true anyway we just fall in love after a little bit. and i have an eidetic memory so i remember; you're my wife you should know this!" he joked, trying to relax you. "we got this! we're gonna be so married!"
Spencer had actually never been this nervous in his life but he was trying to be brave for you. it would be more embarrassing for you both to show up like nervous wrecks than if you had just come alone. he was just happy to get to be fake married to you.
"the marriedest!" smiled, fist bumping him.
"now lets go make some people jealous!" he chuckled getting out of the car and jogging over to your side, opening your door before you got the chance to; like a true gentleman.
you stuck out your hand which he happily took into his, neither of you commenting on the redness you both had sprinkled across your cheeks. as you walked in, you saw all the people you dreaded seeing.
the boys who tormented you were balding and the girls who made sure you felt awful everyday had wrinkles riddling there skin. you were surrounded by botched botox and bleached blonde to cover graying hair. you felt terrible to admit it, but you were a little happy to see that their beauty had faded like this; they made their looks their whole personality in high school, you couldn't help but wonder what was left for them to be. not that it mattered, but you and Spencer were undeniably the most attractive couple there.
you actually had an ok time, you had spotted a few of your friends that you hadn't seen in quite a few years and it was nice to catch up.
Spencer had wondered a bit, but not too far, he was talking to some guys who used to be in science club when you were younger. you smiled at the thought of what they might be talking about.
"y/n! hey youve really filled out!" you heard a gruff voice from behind you.
you turned around and were met with the very unappealing face of the ex quarterback. Spencers attention had been caught at the sound of your name.
"um..hello," you muttered, trying to covertly back away from him.
"i see youve got a ring, interesting i dont remember us getting married!" he said in an incredibly creepy tone.
"do you know im a federal agent now?" you said through a gritted smile.
spencer had already begun walking towards you, he could tell something was off.
"ill tell you what sweetheart," he put his hand on your shoulder, pulling you slightly closer to him, "you can put me in handcuffs any day."
you threw his hand off of you and drew back your fist, but were cut off before you could deliver the punch but his hand engulfing your own, and squeezing.
"THATS MY WIFE!" spencer yelled in a voice you had never heard from him before.in the blink of an eye he was standing between in front of him. "do not ever talk to her like that, let alone lay a finger on her or so help me God i will-"
"what beanpole? what are you gonna do? what if i did this?" the man asked.
and then he sent a swift punch to Spencer's face.
thats gonna leave a mark.
in a matter of seconds, Spencer had him overpowered, laying face first on the floor with his hands uncomfortably angled behind him, completely helpless.
"now i'm going to let you go and you're going to walk out of here unharmed. if you try anything like that again, ill let my wife handle you. and i promise if she gets a hold of you, you'll be a dead son of a bitch." Spencer muttered in the mans ear, gruffly pulling him up by his collar and shoving him towards the door.
"were leaving." you said, grabbing Spencer's hand, trying to ignore how incredibly attractive he looked right now.
"babe if you want to stay we can stay," he offered as if he didn't just have his shit kicked in by a coward with misogynistic tendencies.
"honey, i want to take you home," you smiled, liking the way it felt to call him a pet name. you walked into the parking lot, "what were you thinking?"
"i was thinking this guy is trying to hurt you and i was not going to ever let that happen." he answered confidently as you two reached the car. "plus this totally made the marriage thing more believable. i wouldn't get a black eye for just anyone."
"thank you. i'm sorry you got punched trying to protect me." you sighed, feeling incredibly awful about the whole thing.
he chuckled, "id do it again."
you fought hard against the blush creeping up your face.
"i gotta say, the black eye really suits you. you look pretty badass." you chuckled, trying to change the subject before it got too sappy and you said something you shouldn't.
"maybe it should just be my new look," he joked, looking down at a ping from his phone. "uh oh."
"we have a case?" you asked.
"yep. and hotch wants us in the office asap which means we cont stop by either of our houses." he sighed before starting the car.
the drive was mostly silent. but a comfortable silence. Spencer thought about how in the moment, he didn't care how many punches the guy threw at him, as long as it meant you were ok, he was willing to take it. he knew he loved you far before that moment but that truly solidified it.
at the same time you were thinking of how quickly your time as a 'married couple' was over. it felt so right to call Spencer yours. so unexplainably perfect for the two of you to be together. if only your time wasn't cut short by a sucker punch.
you neared the building's parking lot. you looked over at Spencer who you could very easily tell was lost in his own world.
"whats going on in that beautiful head of yours?" you asked, causing him to stifle a smile.
"just thinking." he answered.
"what about?"
"us." he stated, pulling into his parking spot.
oh. oh.
"do tell."
he hesitated, "if i tell you, and you disagree, do you promise it wont change anything about us?"
"i promise."
"did it feel right to you? us being together?" he asked, his eyes innocent and filled to the brim with a mixture of anxiety and adoration as he looked at you.
"yes. it absolutely did. and i was so mad at the assclown for cutting our time short," you admitted, "and punching you in the eye, obviously."
"i- i'm not sure how to ask this but- do you...would you..sorry i-" he stammered.
"yes."
you cut him off, pressing your lips to his. his hand gently cupped your face, deepening the kiss and you both felt like you were on cloud nine.
"thats exactly what i was trying to say," he cracked a dopey smile, causing you to chuckle.
"i've been trying to say it for so long." you confessed, causing him to smile impossibly wider, "we gotta go hotch is waiting."
"just one more kiss?" he asked, which you gave in to, obviously. and then another. and another.
maybe it was good thing that he got a black eye that day, because when you got to the office the whole team was so focused on it they didn't even notice the hint of your lipstick left on spencers lips.
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AHHHH! I loved your virgin shiggy post, I was wondering if you could make a part two with reader giving shigaraki a tit-fuck in an empty classroom, with degradation kink, and exhibition kink! I'm sorry if this too horny - Anon ♥♥
haha.. im back i guess. Its been a couple weeks but i have some time to start writing again :)) checking my inbox, i did NOT expect this many people wanting a pt2 to my virgin shiggy post. prolly my fault for holding it off for so long :/ so i made it longer than i planned but count this a thanks for 200+ followers!! <3 anyways i really need to catch up on my inbox but expect more from me !!
➨ paring — Virgin! (not anymore) Tomura Shigaraki x Fem! Bully! Reader
➨ warnings — Sub! Shigaraki, Dom! Reader, mommy kink, slight masturbation, humiliation, degradation, begging, exhibition, tit-fucking, hand-job, cum denial
PART 1
Shigaraki messed up. It’s been a week. A week since you cornered him in a room and took his virginity.
He still remembers what you told him when you left— “Take a shower tomorrow. Also wear a different top for god’s sake. If you do... I might let you touch me.”
Shigaraki beat himself over for agreeing to it as soon as he got home. You were his bully. One of the people making his school experience even more unbearable than it already was.
Yet he completely was undone as soon as you placed your hands on him, and you knew it. He just didn’t know what you wanted.
Dick? No, you were pretty and popular— you could probably get some from more desirable guys. To bully him? Sure, you said mean things to him during the encounter but the bullying was always around your friends.
For a whole school week, he stayed home. Making up some bullshit to the school that he had the flu. Frankly, he was scared to go. How was he supposed to face you?
Did you tell anyone? Secretly record it? Was he currently the laughing stock of the entire school for begging to continue to fuck you?
But even away from school, you had an effect on him. He’s still a horny guy. Now, jerking off wasn’t the same anymore, not when he had some taste of pussy thanks to you.
Shigaraki would always end up thinking back to you, even with porn he couldn’t get you out of his head. His hands clamping around his cock weren’t the same as your pussy, same with the bodies of other women.
He found himself indulging into mommy kink porn, something he didn’t really get off from before you. Shigaraki pretend it was you talking to him, bouncing onto his lap and letting him touch you.
But after a bit— Shigaraki found it going no where, they weren’t you.
Cursing, he would always finish early. And not in a good way. In a way where he was left unsatisfied. Putting his painfully hard cock back into his sweats and trying to sleep his horny-ness away.
Shigaraki realized he needed you, you talking to him, you around his cock. Now, he regretted not sticking to his word. But he’ll make it up for you.
You were quite mad. Shigaraki hasn’t been to school since that day. How ungrateful, you literally let him put his dick in you and now he ghosts you in real life.
You fully expected him to be at school the next day with the way he begged you to stay, clean and ready for you. So imagine your annoyance in seeing him not show up for several days.
But today was different, the newly ex-virgin actually showed up. To your surprise, he still did more than you expected him to do despite being a week late.
Shigaraki had changed his hoodie to a whole new one, it looked recently bought. As well as his hair, looking more soft than greasy like it typically was. Though he didn’t style it, it still overhanging on his face.
Still, he definitely looked a lot better, not enough for others to notice but enough for you to smirk at your work.
Both of you didn’t interact with each other besides a few glances until lunch. You guys sat on completely different ends of the cafeteria, him sitting in a small corner table while you sat in a large one.
Shigaraki looked fidgety, meekly looking up every few minutes to watch you interact with your friends. He was waiting for school to end, planning to catch you at the same empty classroom you took his virginity in.
Though you had completely other plans.
“Hey, I’ll be right back.” You got up from your table, grabbing your bag from off the floor. “To?” One of your friends asked, not looking up from their phone.
“Some nerd, he’s gonna do my homework we got last period. Apparently, his parents found out he’s been doing our homework and now he's gotta do them during lunch. Gotta make sure they do it right.” You lied through your teeth, hoping they would just back off.
They didn’t look up, instead pulling their homework worksheet out of their binder with one hand, putting it in yours, “Get him to do mine.”
You rolled your eyes, grabbing the paper, “Yeah.” You walked away, crumbling the paper to throw it in the trash. You’ll just say you lost it. Not like they’ll do anything about it.
Narrowed eyes landed on Shigaraki, his eyes currently focused on his phone. You strudded your way to him, smirking to yourself.
Shigaraki almost jumped when he felt something brush against his leg. Looking up, he was met with you sitting down next to him.
“Hey.” You said, placing your bag on the table and putting your last period’s homework on the table.
“You’re good at chemistry, right?” You questioned, shifting through your bag for something to write with.
“...Well— I... um...—“ Shigaraki stuttered, unsure of what was currently going on.
“Great.” You pulled the phone out of his clammy hands, replacing it with a pencil. “...What?” He tilted his head, was this a joke? Did you completely forget about a week ago?
“Hm...? Well, get onto it.” You uttered him on, putting your chin in your hands, eyeing him. Reluctantly, he looked back to paper, beginning to work on it.
After around 5 minutes, you brushed against him even more, getting close to his side. “What does that say?” You pushed yourself further into his side, your chest touching his arms.
Shigaraki cursed himself for already becoming red, he pants tightening around his crotch as last week flashed into his head again.
“Um... m-mole is a unit of measur— Hmph!“ He held back a loud whine when your right hand traveled to his crotch.
“What— what are you doing?” He asked under his breath, holding back small whimpers as you palmed him, “Where have you been?” You questioned sternly, upset he kept you waiting.
“I’m sorry... I got sick.” He bluffed, it was too embarrassing to admit he was scared. With how he left you hanging, he expected people to be laughing at him the moment he stepped onto school grounds.
“Sick? A whole week?” You hummed, you could already tell he was lying. Still, you were proud that he even bothered to make it up to you by fixing himself up.
“With your diet of energy drinks and chips, I’m surprised you’re not dead.” You decided to let it go, he was just nervous to show up.
Yet you think he deserves a bit of punishment.
Shigaraki felt heavy as you teased the zipper of his jeans. He immediately tensed, “Wait— now..?” He saw you narrow your eyes, “Something wrong?”
“There’s people here!” He whispered yelled, flinching as he felt you unzip his jeans ever so slowly, trailing your finger along his exposed boxers.
“So? You’re just some loser in the corner, nobody will notice if you aren’t obvious.”
Shigaraki could already feel pre-cum form at his tip, staining his boxers a bit. You giggled a bit, feeling the dampness of his boxers. “Already?” Shigaraki shook his head, “I... I haven’t came since... that day.”
You laughed a bit louder than you expected to, good thing the cafeteria was already loud. “How sweet of you. Couldn’t get it on?”
Shigaraki focused his eyes on your paper, muffled moans caught at the back of his throat as you freed his cock from his boxers.
Now slowly pumping him, Shigaraki dropped the pen of the table. He wanted to do something with his hands, to touch you.
He moved his hand to your thigh, but of course, you didn’t allow him, “You’re too eager. Get back to work.” You ordered. Shigaraki was about to question you but you stopped him with stroking his cock faster.
Both of you continued this way for a bit, him answering questions with his shaky hands while you jerked him off.
Shigaraki could’ve sworn he felt eyes on him a couple of times, yet every time he looked up, nobody was even batting an eye in his direction.
He could feel his cock twitch at the excitement of being caught. How would they explain one of the most popular girls giving an outcast a hand-job under the table?
As he got to the last question— he was already drooling on the paper, mouth clenched shut to avoid moaning and panting to be let out.
You could tell he was about to cum, the writing on the paper progressively getting sloppier as time went on. “M-mommy...” Shigaraki whispered just enough for you to hear, “Hmm, you want to cum?”
He nodded furiously, he was extremely pent up and needed release. And just as he thought, you were the only one who can give it to him.
Shigaraki whimpered when you pulled away, looking up at the clock and collecting your stuff. “Then after school, room 204. Actually listen and show up when I tell you this time.”
You walked away just in time for the bell to go off, signifying that lunch was over. Leaving Shigaraki, once again, a mess.
Here he was again, feeling nostalgic as you walked into the empty classroom. Shigaraki easily grew again while anticipating this, the tent prominent in his jeans.
“Y’know, good job for showering and changing.” You gave him praise, Shigaraki turning red from your words. “This... this means I can touch you, right?”
You nodded, “Yeah. I actually keep promises.” He ignored the jab at him, it didn’t matter how mean you were— he was going to touch you finally.
Shigaraki awkwardly shuffled towards you, raising his hands up to look at you with wide eyes. He slowly paced a hand on your boobs, trying to see if this was just some test and you’ll get mad at him.
When he didn’t get anything back, he immediately started to dough on your clothed breast, cupping them. Then, he moved to unbutton your shirt, already seeing you thought ahead and took off your bra before coming here.
He fully took off your shirt, not wasting time on latching his mouth onto one of your nipples, both hands playing with your breasts. Shigaraki was basically humping your leg, sucking your nipples like a baby.
You giggled a bit, patting his head. He looked up at you with a clouded look, pure joy in his eyes as he finally got to touch you.
Looking back down at him, another idea popped up— you already took his virginity and gave him his first hand-job, whats another one of his firsts? “Shigaraki, do you want to feel really good?” He unlatched from your nipple, “I can be inside you?”
“No.” He frowned a bit, but perked up when you trailed your fingers on his boxers. “What if I put this,” You pointed at your boobs, “In between these?”
Shigaraki was already down, eagerly sitting on a desk while you got on your knees. He freed his cock, putting it in between your slick pushed together breasts, thanks to his sucking earlier.
You wasted no time on stroking it up and down with your breasts. He moaned feeling the softness of the valley between your chest, your breasts around his cock giving him warmth as you stimulated him.
Shigaraki was definitely feeling great, you even let him bend down and grab your breasts to control the speed of the tit-job.
Though, Shigaraki wanted more. You were giving him all these things, a hand-job, a tit-fuck. He’s been inside you once and he didn’t get to do what he wanted in the first place. To cum inside his mommy.
He feels a knot grow in his lower abdomen, but he doesn’t wanna cum yet. Instead, he pulled himself away from you, much to your confusion.
“What? You literally were about to cum and I was gonna let you!” You groaned, getting up as Shigaraki faced you.
“...Mommy, can I fuck you?”
“No, you didn’t come to school for a whole week. If you really wanted to you would have showed up.”
Shigaraki turned red, sputtering as he held onto your arm, “Please! I just want you cum inside you.” He whined, tears pricking at the chance of not getting to have sex with you after all this time.
You looked at him stoned faced as he begged, even falling to his knees dramatically to add to his desperation. “Fucking virgins, man.”
Shigaraki felt himself be pushed down, your skirt and panties on the floor. You straddled onto his length, moans filling the room quickly.
“Yes! Thank you, thank you, mommy!” Shigaraki thrusted his hips into yours, feeling even more over-joyed when he was allowed to touch your chest while you were on top of him this time.
Shigaraki desperately missed this, now he remembers why his hand didn’t compare to your tight pussy after trying to jerk off. He found his own rhythm quickly, muffled ‘mommy’s due to his mouth on your breasts.
“I’m doing this because you cleaned up, if you didn’t I would’ve left you to your own sad-ass devices already.” You lied, honestly, you hated the idea what he possibly was ignoring you by not showing up to school.
Even then, you’ve grown a bit found of him. His body, his expressions, his voice, everything really. It didn’t bother you as much when you saw his still messy hair, you were just glad to see him.
Though, you’d never admit it. Instead, it showed through the way you were tightening around his cock, panting as he moaned into and out your body. Shigaraki very quickly wrapped his arms around you, both of you on the edge.
“Fuck— Shigaraki. Cum, cum for mommy, okay?” You ordered, Shigaraki more than ready to fulfill it.
“Ah, thank you! Thank you, mommy! I’m gonna cum inside you!” Both of you rided out your highs, Shigaraki filling you so much it started to drip outside your full cunt.
He fell on top of you despite you initially being on top, you wanted to scold him but honestly couldn’t bring yourself to right now.
The room quieted down, the only words being exchanged were by Shigaraki softly muttering “Thank you, mommy.” into your neck
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Taking Care Of The Team Baby ☼
Synopsis: You and your boyfriend often find yourself taking care of one of his teamates
Genre: Fluff
A/N: Usually my posts like this don’t do so well but it’s been floating around my head so I’m writing it! Enjoy regardless and my requests are open! Much love ❤️ THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS SO IM FINISHING IT (old)
Suga:
• Okay everyone was scared of you two
• not in a very bad way, but you two definitely had some different type of power
• You two treated all first years like your babies though
• When Daichi was being specifically a little scary it would lead to you yelling at him making him back down
“I didn’t mean to make Hinata more nervous!”
“You know how scary your face is Daichi!”
“Honey, he can’t control that!”
• You huffed and walked towards Hinata who was trembling and smacked his back making him yelp at look at you
“You got this Sho! Remember how badass you are!”
“Yeah!”
“Are you going to whoop the great kings butt?!”
“Yeah!!”
• You two were bouncing while Suga shook his head, he was definitely glad you were able to turn his nerves into excitement.
• Suga walked over to you with a smile placing a kiss on your forehead hugging you
“You’re a goddess I’m not sure what I’d do without you.”
“Make Hinata panic.”
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• Post game tiredness hits like a train so when Hinata, Tanaka, and Noya all knocked out on their plates while you and Kiyoko served them food
• You saw Kageyama’s head getting heavier for him before you slid the messy place from under him and places some rice under making a soft ricey cushion for him
Suga: Uhhh y/n...
Y/n: I didn’t want his face to get too messy so rice was a nice little pillow and less messy
• Everyone raised their eyebrows at you while you shrugged and helped Kiyoko pick everything up
• Suga laughed and shrugged before you walked behind him and wrapped your arms around him
Y/n: They’re you and Daichi’s kids
Suga: They are not!
Daichi: :(
Y/n: Look! Now you made Daichi sad!
Both: Did not!
• You rolled your eyes at both the boys and took their plates placing a kiss on Suga’s forehead
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• You’re not sure how you and Suga ended up taking care of Hinata when he got nervous but you did
• You sat outside of the boys bathroom while Suga tried to calm him down
Suga: it’s okay, no one expects you to win this alone.
• Standing up you noticed them walking out of the bathroom and Hinata looking down still a little shaken
Y/n: He’s right, plus you and Kageyama have both learned a lot since you two got here!
• Hinata nodded eagerly at you
Hinata: I’ll win and make you proud y/n senpai!
• With that he ran off while you laughed lightly, Suga looked at you and raised an eyebrow
Suga: Shorty better watch himself, I’m getting kind of jealous.
Y/n: Yeah right, and Daichi’s not dead
Suga: y/n you know he gets upset when we talk about it...
Kuroo:
• The week started with Kenma skipping practice a lot
• When you saw the setter walking around with a switch in his hands you automatically knew the reason why
• Now you and your boyfriend were standing with your hands on your hips, and tapping your foot, while Kuroo crossed his arms.
• The boy didn’t even look at you two
“Kenma, Honey, you haven’t been at practice?”
• He didn’t look up still
“Yeah, been busy.”
• You looked at your boyfriend who sighed and took the game away, while Kenma hissed at him
• DHWJCIWJF YOU CANT SAY HE DOESNT LOWKEY HISS IM CACKLING
• You narrowed your eyes at Kenma
“Have you eaten? Here. Eat my bento I packed.”
• The boy softly took the bento and began to eat before leaving some saying he’s full and returning it to you.
• You nodded, taking his small appetite into account, while tell your boyfriend to give him his game back
• He eyed you before holding it back
“Are you going to practice?”
“...Sure....”
“Kenma.”
“Yes!”
• You smacked your boyfriend who let a oof out and you handed Kenma his game back, as he smiled at you sweetly before walking away
“One of us has to be the bad cop y/n.”
“You’re a terrible bad cop most of the time?!”
• He threw his arm around you and continued to walk with you to class
✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿
• During practice you were helping Lev with his receives
“Okay Lev! One more ball and you can take a break!”
• He nodded and gave you a thumbs up
• You smiled and hit the ball across the net, and Lev received it - horribly...
“Uh oh...”
• You look to the side to see Kenma’s switch on the floor and his face slightly red from impact
• or anger
“Kenma I’m so sorry!”
• Kenma was about to explode on Lev but you rushed up to him
“Are you hurt? Are you okay? What hurts honey? Here’s your switch let’s go get you some ice-“
“How does it feel Kuroo? Y/n doesn’t treat you like that.”
“What? Yes she does!.... y/n! :(“
• You giggled while icing Kenma’s angry self to which Kuroo scolded Lev about his receives
“I’m fine y/n.”
• You sighed and patted his head before walking over to Lev who automatically hid behind Kuroo
“Lev I’m not here to scold you, just try to be more careful. Remember what Yaku taught you about receives don’t hit the ball-“
• As you went on scolding Lev, Kuroo smiled. Seeing you be so kind and patient with the boys made him so happy.
“Kuroo if you keep staring at me I’ll punch you.”
“What? I can’t look at my own girlfriend?”
“No.”
• No one knows who the real captain is sometimes ✨
Akaashi:
• You and Akaashi were both younger than Bokuto, yet somehow he was still the baby of the team
Y/n: Bokuto if you don’t sit down I’ll steal Akaashi away from your extra practice
Akaashi: Please...please don’t sit down
• He sat down 🤠
Bokuto: NOW YOU HAVE TO SET TO ME!!
• To say the least Akaashi dipped after practice was over and when he realized you had stayed behind-
“Bo it’s okay, I can set to you! I was one of the best setters when I played!”
• Bokutos eyes lit up while you realized you won and Akaashi had to stay behind
“One more y/n!”
“Got it!”
• This has been going on for what felt like hours, and all Akaashi wanted to do was go home and spend time with his girlfriend
“One mor-“
“No! Bokuto San you have to go home!”
• Bokuto pouted and threw his head back in sadness only for you to laugh and run over to Akaashi and throw your head on his chest
“I’m tired.”
“That makes sense, you played for... 2 hours? With Bokuto-San.”
• Yet leaving practice didn’t mean being free from bokuto
“I’ll leave on one condition!”
• Akaashi raised an eyebrow while you laughed at how much you knew your boyfriend wanted alone time
“You buy my lunch for a week”
“Bokuto-san, you eat like it’s your last time and only for use to be alone for a day?”
• Bokuto pondered for a little while until you started speaking
“Bo I always buy you lunch? You always forget your money.”
“I can’t starve! If I die without eating until I’m full I’ll end up dead and starving!”
✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿
• Okay, It’s not like you two could leave bokuto alone especially with Kuroo
“Y/n-Chan~”
“WHY IS BOKUTO TAPED TO THE WALL?!”
• Kuroo smiled at you sheepishly while Akaashi stared up at Bokuto who seemed pretty calm (surprisingly)
• Kuroo tortured Bo by slowly peeling off the tape making Bokuto yell
“Leave it to Kuroo to ruin Bokuto’s calmness”
• Kuroo laughed at your comment
“It’s what he gets for sabotaging his best friend’s alone time with his girlfriend”
“I DO NOT!”
“Leave him”
• Akaashi placed tape over Bokuto’s mouth while the owl like boy squirmed around with muffled yelling
 • Kuroo shrugged and smirked
“maybe I’ll become the new Ace!”
• You sighed at Bokuto’s raised ,idled screaming before you let him down and Bokuto fell to his knee’s
“I promise I’ll give you guys alone time! Please just let me keep being The Ace!”
“Bokuto-San no one is taking-“
“Deal!”
• Kuroo smirked at you cutting off your boyfriend while your boyfriend raised an eyebrow at Bokuto who was relieved
“YEAH! IN YOUR FACE BRO! TRY TAKING MY SPOT NOW!”
• Needless to say Bokuto gave you guys your space! For three days
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ily and ur writing so much 🥺🥺 I'm caught up on practically everything u've posted, so while I wait (im)patiently for new works NO RUSH THO, can u rec any writers u may follow that post stuff u just lOVE to read???
I usually use fics as a distraction from anxiety/panic attacks and my heart doing the palpitating thing which actually makes me wonder if my heart med is working??? bc its happening rn yay 🙃 so I usually go for fluff or h/c stuff
holy shit everything?!?!? 😮😮 aaahhhhh thank you so much 💕 i’m so glad that my writing can give you some sort of escape. send you all the hugs in the world anon!!!
also can I rave about my fave writers on a public platform? ummm fuck yes I can.
These are in no particular order and I think I’ve missed some people but if you check my recommended tag there are even more there too!! Oh I’m also recommending fics here!
haikyuu!
@elysianslove (sfw + nsfw) - sal writes some of the best hc’s and drabbles ever, and the way that she writes for kuroo has my heart going boom boom every time.
faves : unintentional flustering things & the little things
@kotarotea (sfw) - guys don't get me started on alyssa's writing okay, because her blog has made me laugh and cry more times then i can count (I'm looking dead at you in another life) her writing is top notch and is definitely one of my absolute favourite people on this site. Oh also her fake texts are pretty neat!
faves : the waiting game (read it ages ago and is one of my fave iwa fics to this day) & random text with bf iwa this one gives me all the feeeelllsss
@hvnlydmn (sfw)- ains writing can heal all of the worlds problems i stg. her atsumu is simply divine and i frequently read her writing. but seriously she will make anyone into an atsumu simp and you'll thank her for it.
faves : haikyuu boys comforting you & haikyuu boys reactions when they accidentally wake you up from a nap its just too fucking cute i can't not share it
@adoringhaikyuu (sfw + nsfw) - if you don't know who they are then y'all aren't living. their drabbles are honestly some of the most amazing haikyuu pieces i've ever read. And they write for a whole lot of people - also the angst will kill your soul
faves : when they realise they want to marry you & rejects you and regrets it - this made my heart actually hurt when reading it
@taurue (sfw) - jin has written my favourite iwaizumi fic that i have ever read (bad news) and is one of the main reasons i love that man with my heart and soul. she also writes for mha as well as haikyuu so literally you're getting double with this one. shes a treasure and her writing is *chefs kiss* perfection
faves : bad news (iwaizumi x reader) seriously read it, you'll thank me later & down bad (atsumu fluff that is so fucking precious i love it with all my soul)
my hero academia
@dimplesum (sfw) - faye writes for both mha & hq, but it doesn't matter what you read, her work is god tier. her blog is so aesthetically pleasing and her writing even more so, she's one of my top recs for suuurrreeeee
faves : i'm not your fangirl (bakugou x reader) & baked love (bakugou x reader)
@myherowritings (sfw+ nsfw) - sof is the king of bnha x reader as far as i'm concerned and her smau's are on another level. even if you aren't a massive fan of the character of one of her smau's i promise you will be by the end, no joke this is what happened to me in her shinsou smau turn on your airdrop.
faves : number neighbour (bakugou smau) & turn on your airdrop (shinsou smau)
@katsuverse (sfw + nsfw) - i cannot say enough about this talented girl. I have been watching mich's blog grow since day one and the way that her writing and style has evolved is really fucking beautiful. her writing is the bomb dot com and her katsuki is
✨ f l a w l e s s ✨
faves : bakugou's reaction to his crush's haircut, made with love (bakugou x reader) & hypothesis honey (bakugou nsfw smau)
Also i cannot stress this enough, if one of these blogs requests that under 18's do not interact or if they state that under 18's should not view some of their content please for the love of god respect their wishes.
thank you.
#there are definitely people that i have missed and i know i'll think of more minutes after i post this#so i will keep adding to it or will make another recs post#txt.recommends📖
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WinterIron fic rec 2021: Part I
Note: this fic rec consists only of Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark fics. the only Stucky & Stony you might see is as past relationships but that’s it. it’s also complete works ONLY. also - no underage stuff 🔪. if you have any requests for Winteriron fic recs (for e.g non-superpower au, only one shots, series, hardcore smut, post-tws, college au, not team cap friendly fics, bodyguard au etc.) you can send me requests ^^. anyway... enjoy 😉
✨ The Guiding of Death by RayShippouUchiha
“That whole Merchant of Death thing,” someone off to the side faux whispers, “makes a lot more sense now.”
It echoes across the bridge like a gunshot.
Rated M, Hades & Persephone AU, Canon Divergence, always female Tony Stark, not Team Cap friendly. word count: 41391
(note: listen... I know het pairings and/or gender bend is not popular and I never really read those in general BUT this is straight up one of the best fics I have ever read so I NEEDED to share this with y’all...✌️)
✨ Forms of Love by bear_bell
Tony's the bad guy, after all. He's used to it. He's fine with it. He's good at it.
Only now, there's something far worse loitering around the tower - The Winter Soldier. No one notices the guy at first, but when they do, Tony figures that he should have the soldier's back.
Birds of a feather should flock together, and the bad guys should start a book club.
Rated E, Post-CW, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Different Personalities, Team Iron Man. word count: 33591
✨ Looking at You by NotEvenCloseToStraight
Bucky looks for so long that now all he wants to do is touch and hold and fix everything. But Tony can barely be in the same room as Bucky, cant even look him in the eye.
So Bucky doesn't know what to do about Tony, but he is determined to do something.
Because all he wants is to look at Tony, and see Tony looking back with a smile.
Rated E, Post-CW, PTSD, team heals, mental healing, forgiveness, angst with a happy ending. word count: 28,168
✨ I'll Be Your Bodyguard (If You'll Be My Security Blanket) by NarutoRox
When one of Loki's pranks gone wrong leaves the team with a young Winter Soldier in their care, they know they're going to have their hands full. Especially since this newer, tinier version of Bucky seems to have a bodyguard complex - and a particular attachment to Tony.
Rated T, kid fic, age regression/de-aging, de-aged Bucky, tiny bodyguard Bucky. word count: 4,993.
(note: finally something CUTE. Im so sorry for being such a slut for angst and heavy stuff 😅)
✨ Fate Strings Not Required by Akira_of_the_Twilight
Tony took the hint.
Tony wrapped his hand around the new guy’s elbow. He kept his touch light and breakable in case he’d misread the cue.
“Just some guy claiming to be my soul mate, babe.”
The new guy’s eyebrows rose to his hairline in surprise. He chuckled and gave the first guy a smirk. “Strange. Last time I checked we were soul mates.”
Rated T, AU - no superpowers, AU - soulmates, Bodyguard Bucky Barnes, age difference. word count: 7,032.
✨ Shameless by Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar)
Tony isn’t actually sure which of them starts it—he’d like to take credit, but if he’s learned anything it’s that Barnes is by no means a wilting flower. Besides, the start doesn’t matter as much as figuring out who’s going to actually finish it.
rated M, flirting, dirty talk, sexual tension. word count: 2,560
✨ Winter Wooer by salytierra
Winter may not be the most pleasant guy to live or share your body with, but he isn't nearly as destructive as everybody expected him to be either. He likes to brood in the corners, watch British TV, and freak people out. And Tony. He really, really likes Tony Stark.
There's just one problem – Bucky's pretty sure he doesn't feel the same way about the guy.
Rated M, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Different Personalities, team as family. word count: 8,726
✨ Even Darkness Must Pass by Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar)
“Fake it till you make it,” Bucky whispered to himself, swallowing around his panic. Sam had drilled the idea into him, and it had become a mantra of sorts, something to hold onto when all he wanted to do was blend into the shadows and disappear.
“You’ll be fine.”
Steve placed a warm, strong hand on Bucky’s shoulder and squeezed, his super soldier ears having picked up Bucky uttering the now familiar saying.
Bucky nodded, tried to believe his own words, and followed Steve onto the common floor, a wall of sound hitting them as they entered.
rated M (but mild sexual content), parent Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes recovering, team as family, of love and hobbits 🧝🏻♂️. word count: 15,289
✨ Paths Are Made by Walking by Potrix
The road to recovery is long, winding and a different one for every person walking it. Bucky chooses to help himself the only way he knows how; by doing what he does best.
Or, alternatively; the one in which Tony is a mess and accidentally kick-starts Bucky’s protective mother hen instincts.
rated T, post-TWS, fluff, humour, getting together, idiots in love. word count: 4,744.
✨ Rise In Perfect Light (Be Not Fearful Of The Night) by RayShippouUchiha
At first, the new element singing in his chest, Tony doesn’t understand what he’s done.
Doesn’t understand the full consequences of his actions.
But, to be fair, there’s no way he really could have.
Not even a futurist like him could have ever seen this coming.
rated G, post-CW, past Stony, angst with a happy ending. word count: 3,589.
(note: this fic is SO BEAUTIFUL. lemme just asjkdjnsjkdm)
✨ and amidst the ruins, there was you by TheKitteh
With everything resolved - post the Berlin conflict, Siberia and the rogue Avengers' return - Tony relishes in the clarity of what the team is now. He can finally see the well-defined lines, he can rely on solid rules and the chain of command. He's settled into his life like never before.
That is, until one day, an unhinged sorcerer with no grasp on his magic shatters that new-found balance.
As a result, half of Tony's soul is now gone, but he's willing to do anything to get it back.
rated T, post-CW, canon divergence, au - Dystopia, Dimension Travel, magical accidents, slow burn, getting together. word count: 36,976
✨ and so we unfold by TheKitteh
Senbazuru. Thousand Cranes.
An ancient Japanese legend that promises anyone who folds a thousand origami cranes will be granted a wish by the gods. Some stories believe you are granted happiness and eternal good luck, instead of just one wish, such as long life or recovery from illness or injury.
Bucky’s not big on believing in any legends, not after all that has happened. He just wants to create something for a change, not destroy.
He needs to prove himself that he can be trusted to handle something delicate. He doesn’t need a promise of a wish come true. He just,- needs to do this for himself.
He doesn’t need noticing how sad, tired Stark looks. Doesn’t need to want to do something for the man, when he can barely do anything for himself.
rated T, CACW canon divergence, getting together, reconciliation, POV alternating, Bucky Barnes recovering. word count: 14,449
✨ Spilt on the Ground like Water by tisfan
Tony has been black-bagged and illegally held at the Raft. Steve has no intentions of going to rescue him.
But the Winter Soldier isn't going to leave him behind.
rated E, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, implied/referenced torture, frottage, dub-con, mention of part non-con (HYDRA trash party), not Steve friendly, suicidal thoughts, touch-starved. word count: 10,853
✨ Norns, Save Us (From Ourselves) by phlintandsteel
It’s been ten years since half the universe was dusted.
rated E, post-IW au, A/B/O verse, Omega Tony, Alpha Bucky, Soulmates, Peter & Harley playing matchmaker, still recovering Bucky Barnes, not Steve Rogers Friendly, angst with a happy ending. word count: 37,324.
✨ Change You Like A Remix by ficlicious
No one ever said Avenging would be easy, but Bucky could have really used a memo about the weeks where the hits just didn’t stop coming. He’d probably still have signed his soul away to the gods of spandex and paperwork, but a heads up woulda been nice before he nodded and smiled and took up residence in the house sanity fled when the Avengers moved in.
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Soulmates, misunderstandings, snark, genderswap and sleep-deprived Avengers abound. Tony's a woman. Must be Friday.
rated E, AU - soulmates, established relationship, temporary gender swap, jealous Bucky Barnes, misunderstanding, miscommunication. word count: 10,494.
✨ Getting to Know You by orbingarrow
It had been an adventure, navigating the sweetly apologetic Bucky Barnes, who haunted the tower most days, and the the Winter Soldier, who occasionally inhabited Barnes’s body. The Winter Soldier was not apologetic; he was scary. And he was currently chilling out, uninvited, in Tony's lab.
“Leave,” Tony said, because Tony was either a dead man or not, and there wasn’t much he could do about it before coffee.
“Or you could give me permission to be here,” the Winter Soldier suggested.
“I don’t let strangers poke around my stuff,” Tony grumbled, as he walked past the Soldier to take a seat at his workbench.
“Easily solved,” the Soldier deflected. “Get to know me.”
-This is what happens when Tony does.
rated G, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are different personalities, fluff, Clint Barton is a good bro. word count: 9,470
✨ Safe House by ali_aliska
For years, Tony had successfully kept his secret. Neither the world nor his team knew he was Iron Man and as far as he was concerned, everyone was better off that way. On his best days, Tony Stark was not someone people liked and trusted, so the last thing Tony wanted was to tarnish Iron Man’s good reputation by revealing the truth.
But then SHIELD falls, the Avengers face disarray, and a stray Hydra assassin forces Tony to go into hiding—and where better than the safe house he had just crafted for the Avengers and their own ex-assassin ready to come in from the cold?
Tony plans to hide away from everyone in his makeshift workshop until the coast is clear and he’s safe to go home. No one would care to spend any time with the reclusive, arrogant billionaire anyways, right? Iron Man is the one everyone wants around.
Bucky Barnes, on his own journey to reclaim his life and identity, seems to disagree with that sentiment.
rated T, post TWS, canon divergence, au - Secret Identity, mutual pining, team as family, slow burn, misunderstandings. word count: 89,533
✨ Versace on the floor by withered
The modern man’s armor is his clothing, and Bucky wants Tony out of his.
rated T, post CW, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Separate Personalities, Barnes & Soldier & their hard-on for Tony, not team cap friendly. word count: 2,127
#winteriron#tony stark#bucky barnes#iron man#winter soldier#avengers#winteriron fic rec#fic rec#mcu#marvel#otp#steve rogers#past stony#past stucky
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19th birthday
It was late.
you don’t know how late, but late enough that you hadn’t heard a car pass in well over 20 minutes, the only light around was from the distance street lamps and the reflection of the moon on the ocean that stood before you. the only sound coming from the crickets in the hills, occasional wave crashing, and your own shallow breath.
currently you were sat on a beach. alone.
it was your birthday, you had come to the beach from your birthday party. a party to celebrate the day you were born 19 years ago.
the party was fine, but there sure as hell were a lot of people, way more than you would have liked
you knew people there, sure, but a good portion of the party was people you've never even heard of, just coming for a party and the booze.
you had arrived with your friends, a lot of them actually, you had just managed to lose them all one by one slowly as the night grew longer and as your vison started to blur.
the people you came with were your friends, Niki, will, toby, tom, clay, George, nick, and Alex.
you were having fun, drinking, walking around, socializing. but soon it became too much.
the drinking had made you obsess over every thought that came into your head.
you decided to take a break, have some fresh air, and now here you are. on a beach. alone. at night.
one of the thoughts your brain wouldn’t let go was about Alex, the boy you’ve known since junior year of Highschool. you two met when you decided to do a foreign exchange year in Mexico. it just so happened to be that the parents that decided to host you for a school year also were the parents of a teenage boy the same age as you, with straight black hair that stuck to the back of his neck and with freckles scattered around his face. over the next 9 months you guys became best friends, never leaving each others sides.
you didn't know it then, but you had fallen in love with this boy, this amazing beautiful smart caring boy.
but eventually you had to go home, but you guys never stopped talking.
Alex eventually started posting videos on YouTube, and not long after, streaming on twitch as well.
you watched him gain fame as you supported him at the sidelines, cheering him along the way.
at some point he convinced you to do it too. you spent long nights on calls with him, helping you set up your streams and giving you ideas for new YouTube videos.
with the help of Alex, you started to gain fame too, even passing him at one point.
through streaming and YouTube, you made so many friends, and yet none of them compared to Alex.
speaking of Alex, you wondered what he was doing, probably having the time of his life, drinking an hooking up with girls a bajillion times hotter than you
*A/N HI OK IM SORRY IF THAT PART SOUNDED MEAN I PROMISE IT ADDS TO THE STORY OK BYE*
you laughed quietly at yourself thinking about how stupid it was to think that you could pull a guy like Alex.
just then you heard it.
a familiar voice from behind you, “what’s so funny?”
you looked back startled and confused
‘Alex? what are you doing out here?”
“well y/n I could ask the same thing to you, its your party, i noticed you were gone, so I went looking for you. as simple as that”
“i got overwhelmed in there, I'm sorry. i just needed some fresh air”
“ its ok, don't apologize for something you cant control. can I sit?”
“nope” you said sarcastically, hoping he would get the joke
“too bad!” he said, plopping himself right next to you in the sand
you giggled at his humor
neither of you said anything, it wasn't awkward silence, you two had known each other long enough that sometimes, it was nice to just enjoy the company of the other person beside you in silence.
and yet, suddenly Alex said something.
“have you been crying? there's dried tear streaks along the sides of your face”
you turned your head towards his and whipped the sides of you face, seeing that he was already looking at you, studying you and your facial expression.
“i guess. if I did, I didn't notice.”
“how did you not notice yourself crying? that sounds like something very noticeable” he said, putting an emphasis on the very,
you laughed, probably harder than you should have.
he smiled, happy to see you happy
“do you wanna talk about it? why you were crying?”
“no, well, not here at least-” you said gesturing your hands at the ocean
“plus, there's sand getting in my ass” you added on to your previous sentence
Alex laughed and agreed, standing up and brushing off hi pants, and then handing out a hand for you to grab as he pulled you up.
you also brushed yourself off, and you weren't lying, cause man was there a lot of sand in your ass.
he started walking away from you and as you caught up with him you asked,
“where are we going?”
“you’ll see, its a great place, I promise you will love it”
you followed Alex to his car as he opened the passenger side door for you.
“how romantic” you commented as you climbed into his car. poking fun at him
as he got into the car he plugged his phone into the aux cord, playing a song you had heard a couple times, but would have never expected for Alex to listen to it, it just didn't seem like the type of music he would like.
he set his phone down face up as the screen flashed up at you as he put the car into gear and pulled out into the street
you saw the title of the song he was playing, “Falling For U” by Peachy ft Mxmtoon, and his wallpaper, a photo of you two from junior year. both standing next to each other awkwardly as his mom made you guys take a photo together on the first day you got there. you wondered how long it had been his wallpaper for.
you laughed and asked him about his wallpaper
“i mean you gotta admit, we look extremely sexy in that photo. especially me”
this comment from Alex made you break out laughing, even harder than before, as he started to hum along with the lyrics of the song. joined with him actually saying a line out loud every once in a while
it was a peaceful drive, Alex played more lofi songs as you stared out the widow.
eventually he pulled the car into an empty parking lot of a small gas station
“is this the place?” you questioned
“nope, just a pit stop.” he said
you both went inside, grabbing snacks and drinks and piling them into the back of the car. Alex making you wait to open them until you two got to your final destination
eventually, the car rolled into a another small empty parking lot, except this one was made of dirt and was a lot higher up.
Alex had pulled the car to the edge of the parking lot, as you finally got to see why he brought you here,
you looked through the windshield to find a view of the entire city.
you gasped in awe as you looked towards Alex, who, again, was already looking at you.
this time he wasn't studying you, he was admiring you.
you blushed, but pushed it off.
you and him both got out of the car so you guys could grab the snacks and the blankets he had in the back of his car.
he hopped onto the hood of his car and you joined him.
-
you starred into the sky full of stars above you.
you gasped as you pointed out a shooting star passing over head
“what did you wish for, Alex?”
“i cant tell you or else it wont come true”
“well then couldn't you wish the opposite of what you want to come true and then tell someone so the opposite comes true?”
“you're so stupid-” he said jokingly as he laughed.
“so, do you want to talk about why you were crying earlier, or is this still not the right spot” Alex chuckled at his own joke
“yes but, I have a question first”
Alex hummed in response, curious of what the question could be
“do you believe in love at first sight?”
you could feel his gaze on you, but you didn't divert your eyes from the stars above.
“do you remember the first time that we met? at the airport when my mom forced us to hug and take that god awful photo together, and when we ended up playing tictactoe in the car for an hour while we drove to my house?”
“yes? of course i do, that was simultaneously the worst and best day of my life. but that doesn't answer my question dumbass” you said, still not giving into his gaze onto side of your head.
“I think I just did, did I not?”
it finally clicked, him looking for you at the party, the song in the car, the story
you turned your head to meet his gaze, finally giving in
he sat up and dramatically grabbed his chest, pretending to have been stabbed in the heart, enacting a theatrical performance
“y/n m/n l/m, i am dying, and you must know, that I am in LOVE with you!” he dramatically gasped and fall back down., pretending to be dead.
you played along as you gasped and put the pack of your hand on your forehead as you spoke
“oh my dear Alex, I love you too, and now you will never get to know how much i loved you” you faked sobbed onto his chest
“maybe a true loves kiss will help save him” he whispered, making the scene even funnier and causing both of you to bust out laughing
“ah yes, the only way to save my prince, a true loves KISS!” you said before coming down and kissing Alex on the lips.
he sat up with a loud gasp
“I am alive! a kiss of true love saved me!” you giggled beside him as you watched him play out his Oscar-winning performance
“may I kiss you again m’lady? for saving my life of course.” he questioned
“of course, you can kiss me anytime m’lady” you said back, pulling him into a deeper kiss
he pulled way first before speaking
“WAIT DID YOU JUST CALL ME M’LADY?
#quackity#y/n#x y/n#mcyt#dsmp#alex quackity#quackity fluff#quackity x y/n#quackity x you#quackity x reader#quackity x reader fluff#i dont know what other tags to put
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Brain Dead ~ Lee Juyeon
PAIRING; juyeon x reader
WORD COUNT; 6.8k
TAGS/WARNINGS; fem!reader, helpless fighter!reader, whipped!juyeon, simp!juyeon, zombie au, post-apocalypse au, mention of character death, strong language, lots of near death experiences, scenes that will have you scooting to the edge of your chair for more, angst, horror, gore, graphic scenes, a time where juyeon breaks his ankle, a time where y/n gets stabbed, a time at being held down to gun point, tackling of the dead, sacrificing is going to happen, risks will be taken, probably a lot of triggering content, +more
NETWORK(S); @destinyverse
AUTHORS NOTE; honestly i did not expect the preview of this story to get noticed at all. judging by the fact that i was still having so many mixed feelings about writing and didn’t even know if i could handle writing something so long and stressful, i was very hesitant at first. but thanks to all the ones who have been giving me support by liking and reblogging my post, it gave me enough courage and motivation to try my best in this story! even after over a month of being stuck on the scenes and having no idea what to write, i still managed to eventually get this out to you guys! i’ll probably be focusing more on this and the drink it series rather than i love you and the other many works i plan to finish. i cant promise this story to be any good since i suck at coming up with long processed plots like this, but hopefully you guys enjoy the first chapter (: let me know if you want more of this series.
IMPORTANTLY READ; in this story you will read very graphic details about disturbing topics with strong language and possibly even more triggering content. please read the warnings and synopsis found here for more details.
CHAPTER ONE: Playing with Pain
16 MINUTES AGO
juyeon groaned as he tried his best to sit up, the immense pain coming from his head was enough to make him stumble back to the ground. blood dripped from his forehead as he desperately tried to regain his breath.
“shit, are you guys okay down there?!” sangyeon asked, his aim focused on shooting the incoming rotters.
eric peeked over kevins shoulder, down at the ground below them. “what the hell?! how many problems is this woman gonna create for us? i told you we shouldn’t have taken her with us!” eric turned his anger over to sangyeon who was trying his best to focus his shots on the hoard. “we should have just stripped her of what she had and left!” eric argued again. “just shut up and shoot! we don’t have time for this, we have people to protect and at this rate, with you standing here and running your mouth with stupid complaints, you’ll be the next meal those things feast on!” sangyeon yelled at eric. his anger had built up so much that he didn’t he realize he had taken his eyes off of the walkers and gotten right up in the youngers face. no one really had time for his complaining. “she saved our asses just now even if she fucked up while doing it. suck it up and shoot!” the eldest practically growled before shoving eric and going back to sniping. eric stood there in pure shock at what had just happened.
“we’re fine! don’t worry about us!” juyeon said after taking that moment to regain his senses, eric’s little outburst clicking into his brain. you dropped the second floor deck to save everyone from the hoard climbing up the broken planks. the plan was to crush the majority of those things with the weight but in the heat of the moment, you ended up falling with the rest of the deck and bringing juyeon down with you.
he whipped his head around and squinted his eyes a little to see through the slight blur in his vision, the groans of zombies coming and falling to bullets. “shit, im out! you guys need to hurry and get up here!” kevin said in panic, finally looking away from the hoard down to the both of you.
juyeon looked over at you, who was helplessly laying under a bunch of wood planks. “y/n!” the black haired male yelled your name, watching as your head swayed back and forth. a whine coming from you.
good, you weren’t dead.
juyeon hauled himself up to his feet, but the moment he took the first step, he fell to his knees again. “augh! shit, fuck..” he cursed, looking down to try and see what it was that was causing him so much more pain than he already was in.
“what’s wrong?!” kevin shouted to juyeon, who was having his own little panic attack. the male reached down to the end of his jeans and rolled them up slightly. mild cuts were slashed across his leg along with a huge purple and red bruise forming near his ankle, his veins turning dark blue and juyeon couldn’t tell if it was broken or sprained at the least. either way, if he told the others eric would probably jump down to just help him and leave you, sangyeon would be busy trying not to get eric to kill you and kevin would probably jump down and help, but with those odds he could only help one of you. so juyeon answered with all he could answer with, “nothing! stay up there! we’ll be there in a second.” he forced himself to reply before dragging himself back up to his feet. he had to force himself to walk no matter the pain.
“y/n! get up! we got to go! the walkers are right on top of us.” juyeon shouted to you. “ugh..” you lifted your head weakly.
the loud piercing sounds of the gunshots were enough to make you feel dizzy and lightheaded. but with the amount of red you were seeing, you weren’t sure if it was the gunshots or the pain that was making you want to black out.
“i-i cant, i’m s-stuck,” you did your best to speak. you couldn’t care less about the constant stutters and voice cracks you were having, your focus was somewhere else. “i-i think my leg is hurt..” juyeon groaned in pain before crouching down beside you, taking a quick look at what was going on. “oh god.”
you watched as his eyes widened and the color in his face drained, like he had just seen a ghost. “w-what?! what is it??” you yelled in panic. “don’t tell me it’s b-bad.” a whine followed, it hurt to speak.
but with the way his large hand came up to cover his mouth, you knew just how bad it was.
“guys what's taking so long?! get up here!” sangyeon yelled from the second story, “more are coming from the woods and we aren’t sure how many more we can shoot before we run out of bullets!” with the position you were in, you couldn’t see anything other than what was above you, juyeon being most of that.
“we’re coming just.. hang on!” juyeon grabbed the edges of the wood plank, giving it a slight tug. but as expected, you let out a loud cry in agonizing pain. “j-juyeon!! stop! it h-hurts!” you gasped as you tried to speak, your hand flying to grip his wrist, but your grip was too weak.
using every last bit of your strength, you lifted your neck to try and see just what was causing you so much pain. you could feel your heart sink into your stomach.
now you understood just why juyeon was so horrified. it wasn’t just your leg that was hurt.
under the rubble of the fallen deck that was once above you, a large wooden stake was plunged into your stomach. blood soaked into the wood and your clothes. you watched as juyeon practically crumbled in sheer panic in front of you. he couldn’t pull it out, it was too big and you could die from either the blood loss or internal damage. you watched as white and red flashed in front of you. the strength in your body was dissipating with each passing second and you could feel your grip on juyeon start to weaken. “sorry! fuck, just.. hang on y/n! im gonna get you out of here,” the male beside you said before taking another quick glance at how much time he had, not much you were guessing.
another loud scream came from you as juyeon tucked his arms under your back and thighs, using his free leg to hoist himself up. you could feel the stake rub against your insides. the pain was too much. “holy shit!” you heard kevins voice ring, sounds like he just saw what was really taking you guys so long to get up there. “guys im coming down!” “no! there’s no time! just cover me!” juyeon yelled with you in his arms, he took another glance at the incoming hoard before taking his first step. one of which he grunted in excruciating pain and slouched back to the ground with you in his arms. “what the fuck juyeon?! you can’t manage on your own! look at yourself, the hoard is almost right on top of you. let me help!” kevin yelled, but he was cut short when he heard a loud howl come from sangyeon. “sangyeon!” kevin pushed himself up from the edge of the deck and pulled his knife out, the blade sunk into the head of the walker who had tackled their leader down to the ground. how did they even get up there? “guys we have a problem! i think they busted down the door, so now they’re coming up the stairs! what do we do?!” eric said in a panic, trying his best to kill off the ones who were still coming through the door and out onto the deck. “ugh, just keep them busy, i’ll find a way off this deck.” sangyeon said after throwing the rotting body off of him. eric nodded and kept knifing up the walkers who tried to limp their way in. “tell juyeon and y/n to met us at the camp, we can’t stay here,” the older added, this time turning to kevin. “about that, y/n is hurt badly and is bleeding a lot, i think juyeon is injured too.” “what?!” sangyeon pushed himself up to his feet, his eyes darting over the edge and down at you and juyeon who were still slumped on the ground.
meanwhile; “j-juyeon.. just leave me. i-im only gonna slow down, y-you have to save yourself,” you said weakly, your breaths were uneven and staggered. you knew this side of juyeon all too well, he wouldn’t give up. he’d do whatever he could to save an innocent person's life even if it meant sacrificing what he had to do it. in many of these cases, it was his life. he was willing to walk on his broken ankle for you to live. for someone who was not combat ready, and probably never will be. for someone who had more of an injury than him. for someone who probably had less of a reason to live.. but he was doing this all for you. what was his reason? “i can’t leave you y/n you know that, augh!” juyeon slumped further over, his arms weakening and dropping you to the floor. you screamed out as your arms shot to your stomach in pain. how were you even alive?
just as you thought things weren’t going to get any worse than they already were, you looked up to see juyeon get tackled down by one of the rotters. throaty groans filled your ears as the dead did everything it could to try and tear into juyeon, and he did his best to prevent that from happening. you helplessly watched as the man in front of you used all of his strength to try and push the walker off of him, your body doing nothing to react. you wanted to help, scream, move, anything, but your body wasn’t listening to you. you couldn’t think straight. you just wanted.. to sleep.
4 DAYS AGO
you could practically feel your entire body start to tremble as you awkwardly stretched your body out from under the bed. slowly, you tried your best to refrain from making any sort of noise.
just a little further.
your fingertips brushed against the grip of the gun, it was just out of reach. you laid your free hand down on the wood floor, lightly pushing yourself further out from under the bed. but of course as you did so, the floorboards of the old and crumbling house creaked, making a loud sound throughout the small space of the house. if you were to listen closely, anyone could have heard it.
“what was that?” you heard from the room underneath you, your eyes widened. “shit,” you whispered before you quickly shuffled back underneath the bed, making the mistake of not grabbing the gun while doing so. you mentally cursed at yourself for that, how could you have made such a stupid mistake when it was literally right in front of you? your chances of getting caught was a lot higher now. god, why did you have to drop it when trying to find a place to hide?
“i thought you said it was clear?” the leader spat, looking in kevin’s direction. “i thought it was! i checked every room,” kevin defended, a little pout forming on his lips. he looked over at some of the other members for help, mostly eric who was the one who backed him up during the search.
“it was probably just a rat or something.” eric added, taking up on kevin’s side. “just keep looking so we can get out of here.” many of the others complied but sangyeon was still not convinced. he wanted to make sure it was safe instead of just assuming, there’s no way a rat could have made that big of a noise, especially throughout the entire house. “im going to check it out. who’s coming with me?” sangyeon looked at the boys, multiple shrugs and confused looks was all he got before he rolled his eyes and reached for his gun. “juyeon, eric, come with me. you guys keep looking for supplies,” juyeon nodded, eric groaning but nodded afterwards. giving a glance to the rest of the boys as they scattered about to find whatever they could use along the road.
slowly making their way to the stairs with sangyeon, the eldest started to creep his way up first, followed by juyeon and then eric.
you stayed hidden underneath the bed, knowing that any moment they could pop up and see you if you tried to make your escape now. the creaky floorboards only echoing the boys' steps as their boots and sneakers clacked against the wood, creeping closer and quieter.
“where did the sound come from?” you heard one of the boys whisper, having heard his name was eric.
“there,” juyeon gestured to a white and slightly opened door. although you were only separated by a wall, you could almost feel the dominance radiating off of the deep voiced male. it made you shiver in one of the most uncomfortable ways.
“are you sure?” eric asked, but was only returned with a death glare from the juyeon. eric put his hands up in defeat while sangyeon rolled his eyes once more at his group members. he then pressed his back to the wall, carefully planting his hand on the flat of the door.
sangyeon waited for juyeon and eric’s signal before quickly swinging the door open and watching as the two boys shuffled their way in.
the loud bang of the door hitting against the wall was enough to make you flinch, sucking in all the air you could to keep from making any noise. you watched as the boys' shoes tapped against the floorboards, pairs of feet scattering around the room in search of anything that could have linked up to the noise they heard downstairs. “okay why the hell did we bust in here like we haven’t searched this place already?” eric raised a brow, lowering his gun and shifting his weight all to one leg in a sassy way. “there’s only so much room a person could hide in,” he added on. sangyeon narrowed his eyes at him before yanking the doors of the closet open, having found nothing but just old clothes and shoe boxes. “was that some kind of police task force thing where you always had to practically bust the door down before you enter a room?” eric pressed, clearly annoyed over how they could have taken the quiet route. sangyeon whipped his head around at the mention of his previous occupation, “do you ever stop complaining? what kind of problem do you have with me?” eric knew how much the talk of his past life affected him, so it made no sense to sangyeon as to why he went through all of the effort to just piss him off like that. did he enjoy tormenting him?
for some reason, it's kind of amusing to hear them fighting when they’re literally in the middle of the deadliest pandemics that the world will probably ever face.
one that will most likely never be cured.
while the youngest and eldest fought their way through a verbal argument that would undoubtedly settle with fists by the end, juyeon furrowed his brows when he was drawn to a specific item laying on the floor.
a handgun.
watching as one of the pairs of feet shifted closer to the bed, you could have sworn you were making a blister against your lip with how hard you were biting down on it. he was bound to see the gun at that point and you knew it, one wrong move and you could be dragged out from under that bed within seconds.
the man squatted down and you could feel your heart sink when you saw a large hand wrap around the grip of the gun, the stainless steel lifted out of sight and into the hands of the wrong person.
or maybe the right person.
instead of the male informing his team members about the item, he remained silent. you watched as he tucked the gun into the waistband of his jeans, his shirt folding over it so it was out of sight. why would he hide it from his friends when he knew there was more behind this than just a simple gun on the floor?
“why can’t you just settle down and stop acting like a whiny child for two fucking seconds? we’re in the middle of an apocalypse and you really wanna test my nerves when i'm just trying to protect our people?” sangyeon argued with eric. it wasn’t until eric opened his mouth to spit something else out at sangyeon that juyeon interrupted. “it looks like there’s nothing in here. it probably was just a rat.”
“see?? kevin and i already checked this place, you don’t have to be so overprotective all the time. calm down daddy sangyeon,” eric snickered at the name, patting the elders shoulder. sangyeon kept his hard and unamused gaze on eric as the younger turned to trot out the room with a stupid smirk on his face. “god damn he’s so annoying,” he mumbled before following eric out. juyeon however, stayed. and you knew exactly why.
“you coming?” sangyeon asked juyeon, catching on to the fact that he was staying back. “you guys go on, i’ll stay back for a bit. there was something i wanted to look at while i was up here.” sangyeon raised a brow at juyeon, wondering what he could have possibly wanted to look at before taking another quick scan of the room. there wasn’t much in such a tiny room to be looking at. “alright.. just don’t take too long. we’re checking one more house after this one.” juyeon nodded, watching sangyeon make his way down the creaky stairs to tell the other boys to pack up for the next house.
once the footsteps of the two faded out, juyeon made sure to quietly let the door close. a long moment of silence passed through the room. you couldn’t even hear the males breathing but you were almost certain he could hear yours. it was almost like something out of a horror movie.
that moment of silence was broken by the cock of a gun making you jump back into reality, a deep and mellow voice filling the small room “i know you’re there, i saw you. so come on out.”
you should have known this wasn’t gonna last long.
taking a hard gulp, you slowly slid yourself through the thin gap between the bed rim and floorboard. making the same creak mistake you had before, except this time, you didn’t have to make it to be caught.
your legs trembled as you stood up straight, holding your hands up to show you posed as no threat. your eyes trailing from the wooden floor all the way up to meet cold dark chocolate orbs.
well at least his face was pretty to look at.
his gaze was enough to make you visibly shiver. nervous sweat ran down the side of your forehead. all of you wished that it would be hard to tell you were literally about to piss your pants in fear right now, but judging by the way he just scoffed when he got a good look at you, you knew exactly just how weak you looked compared to him.
he took a firm step forward which involuntarily made you take a step back. “relax, i’m just gonna pat you down.” he waited for you to nod before taking another step forward. just as he was about to put his gun away, he stopped himself “if you try anything..” you quickly shook your head, not needing him to say anything else. you wouldn’t dare to try something on someone who clearly had the upper hand here by a long shot.
you had to say, as he was searching you, at least the man had the decency to ask you if it was okay to touch you. nowadays, you barely even saw anyone for them to have common manners.
once he was done searching you and it was clear that you didn’t have anything on you that could benefit him, he backed away. you watched him as he inhaled deeply and ran his fingers through his hair, you half expected him to let you off with nothing much less than some help past his mates. the thought of that made you start to breathe normally again. but much to your surprise, he pulled his gun back out quickly, forcing you to squeak and throw your hands back up in the same position you were before.
“p-please!” you raised your voice, a small whimper coming out. the man scoffed, “just as i thought.” he shifted his weight to his other leg. “you’re scared.” juyeon almost found it amusing, but more annoying if anything. how could someone like you survive in a world that was bound to have ended by now? one that had the dead roaming around to eat the living at all costs.
you couldn’t say you blamed him for wanting to laugh.
“a-are you going to kill me?” you asked him in a shaky voice. you couldn’t help but tremble while you spoke, you were terrified of the world. everyone around you, everyone you knew, had died right before your eyes. and even after all of that, you still couldn’t kill one of those things. the heartbreak and many tears you shed from your dead friends along with the self-hatred was enough to make you want to end your own life. they had so much more they could grow at and try to live for. it wasn’t them who should have died, it should have been you.
yet, here you were asking if some stranger was going to kill you. in all seriousness, you kind of hoped he would.
the man narrowed his eyes further at you. what could he possibly want or need to have a reason to not just shoot you right then and there?
“where’s the others?” if it was possible, his eyes could have burned holes into your head.
if things went badly, the gun in his hand would do it first.
“s-sorry?” you asked, the nervous sweat rolling down your temples. “where is the rest of your group?” juyeons jaw tightened, his body was stiff and you could practically see the veins in his arms straining against the tight cuffs of his rolled up jacket sleeves. he had them rolled up a little too far for your liking. if you weren’t about to lose your mind over the gun in your face, then it would be over his unholy arms. “where are they?!” you heard the click of the gun go off, meaning he had pulled back the hammer and was fully ready to fire at any point. just the thought of that alone made you want to just die before you were able to breathe your next breath.
you had guessed that you were taking too long to answer for him to yell at you like that. “i-i don’t have a group,” you managed to shakily say. “don’t lie to me,” he urged, but you were telling the truth.
you shook your head, “i don’t have o-one!” you almost yelled if it wasn’t for the welling tears in your eyes, the whimpering breaking your voice.
juyeon’s eyes widened at the sight of your emotional state. it almost looked like he was about to lower his gun and stop pushing you to your limit, but his face hardened again. “you’re kidding, there’s no way you could have survived this long,” he scoffed while you stood there rolling hot tears down your cheeks. “how haven’t you died already?”
it wasn’t until you dropped to the floor with a stream of incoherent words and broken sobs that he realized that you really didn’t just survive on your own, there was more to it than that. this time his eyes stayed widened.
not only was his question extremely uncalled for, but you knew just how weak you were when it came to thinking about the passing of the ones who you could only call your closest friends. many of them were nothing more than just friends but others were considered family. ones that you had been with your entire life, only to shortly end all under your sinful hands.
juyeon blinked, having no idea what to do or say right now. he should apologize but he couldn’t find it in him to do so. they had lived in the world of benighted for so long now that he almost didn’t know how to talk to people. this was probably why he wasn’t the speaker when it came to interacting with strangers.
he didn’t know why he could handle this himself, but something in him told him that the others wouldn’t take this girl very well.
“what is w-wrong with yo-you..?” you choked out. “w-what?” juyeon stuttered, his stubbornness taking over him once again. “can’t you read the room here? i’m the one who has the upper hand. i can shoot you y’know,” he said through clenched teeth, but you could tell he was just trying to hide his lightly shaken voice.
feeling a surge of anger take over you, you looked up at him through your glossy but hardened eyes, you spoke in the most collected voice you could manage, “what are you gonna do when you shoot me?” the satisfaction you felt when you saw his eyes widen made you feel good in a way you hadn’t felt in a long time. never had you stood up for yourself like that, especially when you were in a situation like this. not that you’ve been in many similar situations, though. after you heard his voice shake upon your breakdown, something about him told you that he wasn’t gonna hurt you like he threatened.
not hearing an answer come out of juyeon, you decided to keep talking. “what could you possibly gain from killing me? i haven’t posed a threat to you at all and here you are still holding me down at gunpoint when you even searched me only to come up with nothing. i’ve been hiding out in this place looking for things just like you! i don’t know how to shoot or even kill one of those things out there..” you looked back down at the floor. it was silent for a second, you could hear your heart pounding in your chest. “you might have nothing, but your group-“ “i told you i don’t have a group! i don’t have one because i killed them all!” you yelled, your voice breaking as your heart ached in pain. new and hot tears started to fall from your eyes. admitting the truth out loud to someone else made you want to sink into the ground and let satan take you from there.
you didn’t think that you would ever cave to the truth again, but here you were knelt to the ground in front of a man that was capable of doing anything to you.
when would you ever escape from this nightmare?
10 MINUTES AGO
suddenly, a loud gunshot was fired, the rotten flesh dropping to the floor with a push from juyeon. deep and heavy breaths escaped from him as he looked around to see where the shot was fired from. what caught his eye, though, was quite a surprise.
a black van.
“go! go!” a familiar voice shouted, very familiar. the doors to the vehicle busted open and out came the hope and glory to this entire shit show.
the rest of their team.
“i’ll be damned..” sangyeon scoffed playfully. “we’re saved!” kevin yelled in happiness, but it was short lived when eric broke the moment. “aye! not yet you fucking dickhead! come help me!” he said, trying his best to hold off on the incoming walkers coming from the doors.
“juyeon! you alright?” jaehyun shouted to him as he shot another walker down, haknyeon following close behind. “yeah.. just, get y/n somewhere safe. she’s bleeding a lot,” juyeon said, dragging himself to try and get back on his feet, but he was pushed back down by jaehyun. “hey, stop moving. you’re hurt.” juyeon shook his head “i’m fine.” “you’re not f-“ “just fucking get y/n already! she’s going to die if we don’t do something quick!” the male yelled in protest, taking a glance at you. his hurt was clearly visible on his face when he saw your unresponsive body next to him. his heart was sinking by the second.
“j-jaehyun! we gotta do something quick, chanhee and changmin are getting swarmed!” haknyeon warned, his eyes darting between the hoard of walkers and crowded van. jaehyun looked back towards the van, lines of swears leaving his throat before ordering haknyeon to cover him. “i thought i was already doing that but alright-“ he mumbled to himself before putting a bullet through a zombies brain.
jaehyun gave one last glance to juyeon. “i’m fine, just get her,” he reassured, the older letting out a frustrated scoff. he really couldn’t understand juyeon’s care for someone like you. nonetheless, he dove down to your level, tucking his arms right under their respective places before lifting you up into his arms, trying not to put you in any position that could damage you any more than you already were.
after jaehyun was up and making his way to the swarmed van, juyeon groaned as he propped himself back up onto his hands. things weren’t looking good for the two of them, if juyeon didn’t get up and move quick, they were gonna be in some serious trouble. haknyeon was doing his best in killing the zombies that had gotten a little too close for comfort. but it wasn’t long until he eventually would run out of ammo and have to run whether with juyeon or without him, not to mention the others who were still on the top deck and by the sounds of it, were in boiling water too. “haknyeon, help the others on the deck.” juyeon ordered, turning himself over enough to prop himself up with his good leg. “but what about you?” the older just shook his head, mumbling something along the lines of “i can handle myself,” before telling him to hurry and that they didn’t have much time.
haknyeon hesitated, there was really nothing he could do. if he left juyeon to go help the others, there’s no way that he could survive a hoard of zombies with a broken ankle. it was either leave the injured to die or leave three of their best fighters to die.
what should he do..?
groaning in frustration, haknyeon shoved his gun into his back pocket before pulling juyeon’s arm around his neck. “what are you doing?!” juyeon questioned, his head looking back towards the zombies behind them. “just shut up and let me help you!” haknyeon forced juyeon up and pulled him with him the best he could, juyeon doing nothing but being forced to hop along with the males pace.
haknyeon practically dragged the older along with him, the pain in his leg being way too much for him to make fluent strides with haknyeon practically running.
“slow down, i cant.. keep up!” juyeon pleaded, the spiking pain feeling like sharp needles riding up his leg.
“we have to go! they’re gonna catch us!” haknyeon whined, still trying to drag juyeon along. his fear was clear though his voice and juyeon recognized it all too well.
because in a way, haknyeon reminded him of you.
“just leave me,” juyeon told haknyeon, but the younger wasn’t having it. “i can’t. we’re getting out of this together.” he spat at the older, giving him a small glance before gasping when one of the walkers was coming straight for you both. juyeon quickly used his free arm to reach into haknyeons back pocket and cocked the hammer back before getting a clear shot on the rotting body, it falling to the floor, lifeless. for good this time.
continuing on with the painful dragging, haknyeon spoke again. “y/n would want you to stay alive, she wouldn’t leave you. you know that.”
juyeon’s eyes widened a bit at haknyeons words, what was he saying? you didn’t even know him. though, he guessed that he didn’t really have any room to talk.
not saying anything, he just let haknyeon keep dragging him along, continuing to try to keep up and shooting the zombies that got close enough to take a good chomp out of them. his mind felt hazed when he saw your body in the distance being carried into the back of the van, jacob being right there to assist you. he felt a surge of relief pass through his veins for reasons that he wasn’t exactly sure of, but either way, he knew you were safe and that’s all that mattered to him.
“haknyeon! juyeon! get in, hurry!” changmin yelled from the van, gesturing at the two boys to hurry while they still had time. but it was short lived when jaehyun suddenly yelled from afar. “jaehyun!” juyeon’s eyes widened when he saw his best friend be tackled down by one of the dead, another following after that one.
in complete panic, juyeon pushed himself off of haknyeon. using his good leg to try and hop towards his fallen member, but as expected, it wasn’t long before he tripped and fell to the ground, pain striking up the back of his leg in agonizing pain. jaehyun groaned as he struggled to keep the zombies off of him.
haknyeon and changmin’s eyes widened, the both of them making quick glances between the two best friends. one who was about to get eaten alive brutally if something wasn’t done quick, and the other who although was in immense pain, was trying to prevent that from inevitably happening.
in a quick haze, changmin directed haknyeon to get the gun from juyeon and save jaehyun before it was too late. his legs moving faster than he could think, haknyeon quickly threw himself up after having been pushed down from juyeon shoving him. he snatched the gun out of juyeon’s hands and quickly tried to aim his gun at the zombies, but the shakiness of his hands were enough to make him loose his line of shot. all of the pressure was put on him right now.
if he missed, jaehyun would die. and it would all be because of him.
he didn’t know if he could deal with the guilt of that happening. it would eat him alive just thinking that the possibility of that happening could be a reality.
“haknyeon what are you waiting for?! shoot!!” changmin yelled angrily before he heard the loud gunshot go off.
for a moment, it was like everything was white and silent. there was nothing but the ringing shot echoing through the air. you could say that it was like one of those scenes in movies after something big happens and everything seems to travel in slow motion. yeah, well, it was like that except it became a reality.
after what seemed to be like an eternity of clenching anxiety, haknyeon felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach when he saw his shot fly right through one of the walkers left shoulder.
he missed.
and to make matters even worse, not one but two more came limping their way over to jaehyun’s tackled body, stacking right on top of it. piercing screams filling the hoarded fields coming from jaehyun was painful just to listen to, he tried his best to fight off what little life he had left.
inhaling deeply, a hot wave of glossy tears filled haknyeon’s eyes before he started to hyperventilate. the adrenaline coursing through his veins made him want to crouch down and scream into his arms, but instead his legs started to move, pushing himself forward towards the things that he feared the most. the things that he never thought that he would ever be able to do in his life. at least, never have the guts to do it.
in an active panic attack, haknyeon tried to fire his gun while running towards jaehyun, but heard the gun clack against itself. it was empty. “haknyeon! don’t!” changmin and juyeon watched from afar, the both of them finally making it to the van with jacob to take care of juyeon, but even he was watching haknyeon in worry.
throwing the gun somewhere off to the side without thinking, “get off of him!” haknyeon used all of his strength to throw the dead off of jaehyun, pushing them to the side and giving the older an opening to get up and run. “what are you doing?!” the older’s eyes widened, rushing to push himself up. “saving your ass, n-now go!” the younger said through prickling tears before shoving jaehyun away. “wait but-“ “just go!” haknyeon demanded, jaehyun getting interrupted for the second time that day. he clenched his jaw and complied, spinning on his heel and making a run for it towards the van. haknyeon watched him get to a safe distance before pulling his knife out. his eyes darted between each roaming body that surrounded him, the adrenaline only building up through his racing mind. he was shaking, scared, he wanted to puke from how sick to his stomach he was. but he had to do this, or else he would never get stronger. he wanted to protect the ones he loved.
and if it meant that he had to put his own life at risk while doing it, so be it.
“load up! we’re getting out of here!” jaehyun demanded once he arrived back to the van. “what?! but what about haknyeon and the others?! we can’t just leave them!” chanhee called out from the roof of the van, scoping out just how bad their situation was. “there’s nothing we can do. we’re running low on ammo and there’s too many of them to take out, we’ll never make it.” the older said, trying to take the reins here now that sangyeon wasn’t with them. “they’ll never make it if we don’t do something!” chanhee protested, sliding down to the ground. he shot a hard glare at the one who seemed to be the source of his bubbling rage. jaehyun turned to pass the same energy right back at chanhee, giving him a glare of his own in hopes that he would back down and listen to him. “y/n won’t make it,” juyeon spoke up.
this time chanhee turned his glare to juyeon who was sat painfully next to you on the floor, jacob doing what he can with the things that he has to operate on you, changmin helping him.
looking between juyeon and your unconscious body, the heat really started to get to his head. “y/n, y/n, it’s always about fucking y/n! she’s the whole reason we’re in this fucking mess in the first place! if you guys want to save her that badly then just go on without me. under your orders or not, i’m staying here and risking my life for the members that would risk their own lives to save mine.” chanhee ranted through clenched teeth before unhooking the rifle from around his body and storming off.
no one stopped him, mostly because they felt the same amount of pain and anger as he did. everyone knew what chanhee was getting at when he said that everything seems to be about you. because even throughout the short amount of time that you had been with this group, you had always been a top priority the moment you stepped through their gates. if you weren’t here bleeding out to death, everyone would be out there fighting for their lives to save the four out there doing the same thing. but here they were huddled up with you.
jaehyun groaned in frustration before hopping into the back of the van, quickly gesturing changmin to get into the drivers seat.
“we’re getting out of here,” he said before slamming the back doors closed.
proof read by @dreamiedust
© cobiehaven 2021
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so ive had this idea for an amphibia fangame for a lil while now-
(LONG post)
its based around the idea that sometime after anne got sent back to earth, she decides to sneak out one night to visit sasha and marcys bedrooms and poke through their stuff. this causes a bunch of memories to come back to anne through flashbacks while she tries to process everything thats happened and her feelings abt their friendship.
i was thinking itd be mostly a visual novel type thing. maybe with a few small choices, but the story would be mostly linear. thered be around 3 main story beats: a prologue bit w/ anne sneaking out of her house, marcys bedroom, and sashas bedroom. also one of the main mechanics would be looking at one of their bedrooms and clicking on random objects of importance and triggering a flashback sequence.
it came from the idea that anne will probably try to just shove all her emotions down and try to ignore her feelings abt true colors and everything that went down then. especially with what we saw in the sneak peek, anne will probably try to hide her emotions and bottle them up, which is obviously not healthy. so eventually shes gonna have to work through her emptional baggage and try to process everything.
i havent thought through EVERYTHING just yet, just some more major plot points and maybe one or two ideas for flashbacks. nothing too solid yet. but heres a bit more detailed runthrough of the plot
summary - prologue
so it would start off with anne at home. she and her mom are talking outside annes room. her moms concerned abt how annes been handling everything that happened in amphibia but anne keeps brushing everything off. her mom tries to get her to open up, but she keeps dismissing her and eventually shuts herself in her room. after taking a bit to cool off and think anne decides that shes gonna take the night to just ride off her emotions and stop repressing them for once. she also makes an impulsive decision to sneak out and check out marcy and sashas rooms.
anne goes to gather her stuff in her room, and just as shes about to climb out the window, sprig walks in to check on her. hes still rly concerned abt his big sis but he knows he cant stop her. he tries to go with anne, but she tells him she needs to do this on her own. so, sprig lets her go and tries to cover for her while shes gone.
so at this point i’ll probably give the player the choice of whose house to visit first. it doesnt rly impact the story or whatever, but i guess it might have a small emotional impact depending on whose house u choose to go to first??
(quick note: after this bit, there arent too many specific details for the plot and stuff like that. its largely just an overall idea of how the plot is gonna go. and even then, there isnt much to it. i didnt think that far ahead yet, which is why there isnt as much refinement yet. so far i just have general ideas for how annes gonna get to the bedrooms, with a couple of vague flashback ideas. just keep that in mind; this whole thing is still being thought over and planned as im typing this out)
summary - sasha
with sasha, annes still rly conflicted abt how she feels abt her. of course shes still rly hurt by being backstabbed by her twice and swordfighting her as many times. but as much as she hates sasha she cant bring herself to fully give up on sash. she hates her guts but deep down shes still willing to give sash another chance.
there may or may not be a small sequence where anne has to sneak into sashas house, but eventually she works her way into sashas room. im not entirely sure abt the details of sashas house n her family yet. im probably gonna wait for info from s3 until i solidify anything, but for now i do know that sashas family has a big house n theyre probably rich.
so anne goes into sashas room and its been left pretty much untouched ever since annes birthday, save for the few times someone came in to dust things off. again, dont rly have all the details for sashas room, but it kind of has a vibe of controlled chaos, with organized clutter and a bit of a touch of a rebellious teen girl. one detail i do want to have is a calendar opened up to the month the trio disappeared, with annes birthday circled and highlighted so much that its impossible to miss.
the calendar itself might include a flashback. im thinking of also having a varsity jacket and some old stuffed animal be different “artifacts” that trigger their own memories. there’ll be a bunch more, but those are the only ideas i have so far fjsbndnd
summary - marcy
ok so i want to be rly mean about marcys segment: this is going off the theory that marcys parents moved away while the trio was in amphibia.
anne doesnt know this yet tho, so shes in for quite a surprise when she turns onto marcys street to find a realtor sign on the front lawn. the clues are all there: an empty driveway, sign on the lawn, an overall empty vibe coming from the house. but it doesnt completely register at first. its not til anne actually comes up close does she notice the sign.
anne tries to deny it, and decides to prove to herself that “no marcys parents wouldnt do this. theyre not that cruel. im just gonna check marcys room myself.” the front doors locked, so she just goes over to marcys window and climbs in.
but its completely empty.
ok not totally empty, but a lot of marcys furniture and stuff is gone, except for a few stray toys and other “junk.” the home guys (idk what theyre called????) are still kind of in the process of cleaning everything out, so theres still some stuff left here and there around the house. but its still way too empty. and its yet another gut punch for anne.
anne searches the rest of the house a bit more, hoping that shes just hallucinating. but no, marcys parents are really gone. she tried to deny it before, but now she has more of an idea of how shitty the wu parents are. so anne decides to just mope around in marcys old room, checking out the stuff their parents left behind.
maybe she finds an old blanket marcy liked when he was rly young. or an old rubiks cube from marcys vast collection. a cnc figurine, some cards, a pride flag, and old diary? a couple of other old toys, an old report card or two, or maybe even some stray clothes. whatever anne finds, its all thats left of marcy, at least in LA.
it really doesnt leave anne in that much of a better emotional position. she already felt conflicted enough about what happened in true colors and what she found out abt marcy. but seeing even a small glimpse of what marcy was dealing with, it just makes her more confused. marcy was such a sweet kid! theres no way they couldve done anything wrong. yet here anne was, betrayed by both of her childhood friends.
only now is anne really taking the time to process the fact that marcy essentially kidnapped her and sasha with the calamity box. he didnt mean to do it, and theres no way they couldve known the box would actually work, but it doesnt completely excuse marcy. his actions still hurt anne and sash, and while they meant the best of intentions, it didnt rly come through that way.
and now marcy was dead. stabbed in the back by the newt king.
and now annes curled up in an empty bedroom, wrapped up in one of marcys old blankets, trying to wrap her head around her feelings about marcy while reminiscing in the past.
summary - extras/epilogue??
i kind of like the idea that anne ends up drifting off in which ever bedroom ended up being the second one she visited. she slowly comes back to consciousness, with her surroundings feeling somewhat familiar, only to wake up in horror bc “OH SHIT I FORGOT TO GO BACK HOME” im not completely sold on the idea tho bc it feels a bit abrupt and like too much of a tone shift?? idk it doesnt feel exactly right
but anyways, im also playing around with the idea of a small epilogue scene with the calamity trio hanging out in annes room, a good amount of time after amphibia ended. dont know what theyre doing in there, but theyre just chilling and feeling a bit nostalgic i guess.
but uh yeah thats pretty much what ive got for the overall idea. it doesnt feel too out of reach, but somethjng like this would definitely be ambitious. i could mayyyybe handle writing out the vn and drawing the character sprites, but i have no idea how to code a vn or draw detailed backgrounds, both of which would be pretty important to this fangame fjsndj. so i might consider having help with this.
THIS ISNT ANY SORT OF PROMISE OR WHATEVER. id rly love to follow through and make this fangame a thing, but im not making any guarantees. i have no idea if i’ll actually follow through, but i would definitely love to.
who knows. maybe in like a couple years this might actually become a thing. but for now i have no idea
#JEEZ THAT WAS LONG YIKES#but uh yeah thats my amphibia fangame idea#i came up with this in the shower#not joking#its been stewing in the back of my mind for at least a week#but i finally put the main jist of it in a tumblr post :D#ive got a whole notes page for the outline(?)#still trying to figure out the flash backs bit of it#but im glad this actually has some sort of structure#idk i just wanted to put this idea out there#see what y’all think??#hopefully i’ll try to make it a thing#idk tho#we’ll have to just wait and see ig#amphibia#jace rambles#long post#anne boonchuy#sasha waybright#marcy wu#just realized i still havent thought of a name yet :/ oh well#amphibia spoilers#amphibia au#??#amphibia fangame#saving this
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Headcanons for being Diego Hargreeves’ child
Diego Hargreeves x child!reader
warnings: knifes, blood, guns, death mentions, mental hospital
a/n:
prompt: anonymous: “Hi! Could you please write a “The Umbrella Academy” Diego Hargreeves x daughter reader headcanon? I always think Diego is such a overprotective softie dad ♥️♥️”
deigo really said “?????”
how dad
but also he’d just the most loving dad anyone could ever ask for
✨it’s because he was never loved by his dad✨
“hi cutie, i love you, i love you, i love youuuuu”
he locked away all his weapons so that you couldn’t hurt yourself on them
but he always missed a few and he’d turn around and see you holding throwing knives and just FREAK OUT
“no, no, no, you may not have those! knives are for big boys like me, not babies”
“give back”
“‘give back?’ are you nuts?”
diego has conversations with lil you as if you know what the fuck he means dhshshhshs
as you got older, you became more interested in his “career”
“no, i dont care if you have powers or not! you have a bedtime, that means no vigilantism, you hear me?”
“if i say ‘no’ can i be a vigilante?”
“you know what? how about you clean up the gym for al so he doesn’t evict us?”
you did not sign up for this
you really wanted to meet your aunts and uncles, but you weren’t exactly sure they knew about you
i mean, you knew you had a cousin but everyone knew about her because aunt allison was a goshdarn celebrity
“dad, i want to meet the family!”
“no you don’t”
end of discussion
despite having a bedtime, you still watched movies late at night with your dad
he really liked marvel movies
“come on, that would never happen!”
“you come from a family of superpowered kids, a robot mom, and a monkey, and you’re upset about...a guy that shoots arrows?”
“maybe i am, what’re you gonna do about it?”
you ask about umbrella academy stories a lot, you your dad usually makes it about him
“and then i punched that guy in the face! and then i stabbed him in the leg because he was a dick! bet you’re friend’s dads arent as cool as me”
*yawning bc you’ve heard this story a million times*
you go to public school
you do have your dad’s last name
which occasionally gets recognized
“woah! wasn’t your dad a superhero?”
“i have no idea what youre talking about” :)
practicing your knife throwing while diego is away, him coming home to find his knifes stuck through various targets
so proud but he had to make sure you didn’t hurt yourself
you actually had to learn how to patch him up because he did come home a bit battered and bruised several times
“im okay, y/n. no need to freak”
“dad, there is literally blood dripping on the floor will you just sit down and stay still for five goddamn minutes?”
“woah, who the fuck taught you to cuss?”
watching the news at home when your grandfather was reportedly dead
you were actually very upset because you wanted to meet him so bad
even if he was a dick
your dad came home silent and you knew he knew
“you okay?”
“oh, yeah, im better than okay!”
finally getting the chance to meet your family
“who are you?” -allison
“im, uh, y/n. diego is my dad”
*jaw dropping*
and you know what? that happened four more times (plus ben but you didn’t get to see that)
“and you are?” -luther
“who’s the...the little one?” -klaus
“well, what do you know? diego’s a dad” -five
“don’t tell me that’s...no way” -ben
“you’re diego’s? wow, i can’t believe he didn’t tell anyone” -vanya
“i...i know who all of you are” -you
diego bragging about how perfect you are while everyone simultaneously rolls their eyes
“well, y/n, maybe one day we’ll schedule a playdate for you and claire” -allison
“‘playdate?’ how old do you think i am?...but yes i wanna meet her”
“god, you’re so much like diego, it’s unsettling”
you had been secretly training at al’s gym during your dad’s late night activities
so when trouble came your way, you were able to handle yourself pretty well
“where the hell did you learn that?”
“al showed me a few moves!”
“that old man? you’re kidding”
you met your grandmother, grace, who was tasked with keeping you safe at all times
you actually loved her sm
but there was something a bit off about her
besided the fact she was a robot
klaus snuck you out so that you two could have BoNdInG tImE
it wasn’t all bad
ben was a lil choked up that he got to meet one of his niblings
“they’re perfect”
“they just stabbed someone, buddy”
“who are you talking to?”
FIVE EVEN SCHEMED WITH YOU
“okay, y/n, i need you to curve something when i throw it, got that? right at that security guard”
“what are you throwing?”
“you’ll know when you see it, make your uncle five proud”
“IS THAT A GUN”
<3 family
running into patch!!
“hey, kid, i just saw your dad. i thought i told you to handcuff him to the radiator when you were away?”
“yeah, well, he wouldve chewed his hand off so here we are”
that was the last time you saw her :/
well, your dad was now a wanted man
“what happened to your arm?”
“no”
you actually didn’t expect this family reunion to go south like this
wait—yes you did
vanya has powers????
“i thought vanya was the one without powers?”
“yeah. so did we.”
diego straight up did not want you anywhere near that
but you, again, were his child and also fuck authority you do what you want
the vibe is almost getting shot several times
by hazel, cha cha, and “commission” guys?
going 2 ur auntie’s concert 😌✨
“y/n, hide in the bathroom and stay there until i come get you”
“dad, i love you, but no”
“y/n, i love you too, but yes”
“no”
“yes”
“NO”
“YES”
you won
but in the end (or not so much) you time traveled to...1961?
without any of your family
“this is...this is not good”
understatement of the year(s)
what was a kid like you gonna do in dallas, texas in 1961
no seriously, what
it was rough, but you managed to survive on your own
and open a paper in 1963 to find a mugshot of your dad
“son of a—”
visiting dad! (two years later)
“y/n? oh my god, y/n! shit, i missed you so much! why do you look different? you’re bigger, oh god. how long have you been here?”
“2 years, dad. you?”
his hair was so LONG
“2 months”
“christ, that’s it?!”
“i have to stop jfk from being assassinated”
“what makes you think that’s a good idea???”
“its the right thing to do, wanna help?”
“shit, i guess. as long as i dont end up here”
“no promises, people in the 60’s are crazy”
diego: 👁👄👁
you: 👀
running into five on the street soon after
“uncle five?”
“no time to talk”
“okay, asshole? i’ve been here for 2 years and you dont care?”
“two years, huh? i spent 45 years in a post apocalyptic world as a 13 year old and beyond”
“i didn’t say it was a competition, dude. you kinda dropped us all at different times. at least, me and dad. he—”
“is trying to kill lee harvey oswald, i know. come with me”
finally running into your other aunts and uncles, who were so excited to see you
you ran into their arms and they picked you off the ground and you felt closer than ever after only knowing them for 10 days
dad broke out
lila too
“im your new mom!”
“you’re what?”
diego dragged you along with him almost everywhere
he had missed you so much, but he keeps forgetting you kinda grew up without him for a while longer
meeting grandpa :)
“a grandchild, huh? how unfortunate”
“bitch”
“what did you just call me?”
“a bitch.”
your dad and basically the entire table trying to hold back laughter
reggie was stunned
cold hearted just like him <3 he didn’t know if he was offended or proud
this is so confusing
diego just disappeared off the face of the earth
and assassins were on your case
“the goddamn swedes are back oh shittt im gonna die”
“y/n, just curve their bullets”
“it’s not as easy as it sounds, klaus!”
you were doomed
theres too much to go over
apparently you died on a farm????
and then you didn’t??????
and your dad was almost apart of the commission
“hey, you okay, y/n?”
“i would like to take a nap please”
“yeah, me too”
“me three!” -klaus
yeah it was never that simple 😌💕 the end
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