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Can I request a girl dad Vox where his teenage daughter is going through her emo phase. at the same time going through puberty, and she's just at that stage where she's like "I hate you all" and it really hurts Vox because she's always been her little girl and maybe it ends with them making up and just being goofy like watching her favorite movies. Like super daddy's girl esk until then and his world just stops when she starts pulling away. I LOVE GIRL DAD VOX.
This was such a fun request! Thanks for sending!! <3
The attitude shift came overnight. Vox couldn’t pinpoint exactly when his daughter changed her nail polish from pink to black, or when she started to wear only the black pieces from her wardrobe. But he could absolutely remember the first time she snapped at him over a simple question. As she left the breakfast table and slammed the door shut behind her, Vox looked to Valentino and Velvette for guidance. 
“She’s growing up,” Velvette said through sips of her coffee. “Just be patient. Let her come to you and give her space.”
And so, Vox tried. I mean, honestly, he really did try. He let every snarky response, every too loud blast of music pass. Hell, the morning she woke up and poured herself a cup of coffee he almost blew a gasket. She was sixteen, she didn’t need coffee, he started to say, but Valentino cut him off and guided reader back to the kitchen. 
“Cream and sugar, little princessa, will help you get used to the taste,” Valentino said gently. 
Vox heard her mutter something he couldn’t quite make out but her tone certainly sounded rude. He stood up to scold her but Velvette grabbed his hand. 
“Pick your battles, Vox. This isn’t it.” Velvette said. “It’s only a phase.”
And so he gave her as much freedom as he felt he could while still being an active, involved parent. He kept on top of her grades and gave her the space she demanded and he thought for sure that respecting her privacy would get at least an “I love you Daddy,” on occasion. The most he got from her was a slightly less intense look of disdain every time he asked a question or a task of her. It seemed to him Daddy’s Little Girl was no longer. 
The hair dye was the final straw. Pretty brunette turned box dye black in a matter of hours. A bathroom splattered with splotches of black and a sink stained so badly Vox was sure it would never come out. Her beautiful brunette hair was now an odd shade of gray. He felt his anger grow as he saw the remnants of her activities and with a yell, he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her downstairs to Velvelettes studio. 
“Where did you even get this?” Vox asked in frustration as he watched Velvette’s assistant try to scrub the stains from behind her ears. “And why? You had such pretty hair!”
“Why does it matter?” She snapped. “I can do what I want with my body. You can’t stop me.”
“I never said you couldn’t! But you have an entire salon two floors below your bedroom, why didn’t you just say something?” He asked in exasperation as Velvette walked over. 
“Because it’s my body! I just wanted to do something on my own for once without everything questioning me!” She screamed. 
And then she burst into tears. Vox could feel his heart breaking at the sound and pushed the assistant away as he pulled her into his arms. He expected her to push him away, but instead she leaned into his shoulder and cried.
“And now I’m ugly, and my hair sucks and I just, I just…” she let out a hiccuping sob. 
Vox recognized that noise. Even in her teenage years, that cry hadn’t changed. He pressed his hand to the back of her head gently, ignoring the leftover streaks of dye that stained his hands. 
“Hey, hey baby girl. It’s alright, Auntie Vel will get your hair fixed up,” he said as soothingly as he could. 
Velvette glanced up from behind the counter and took her place behind the chair. She gave Vox an encouraging look. 
Vox took a deep breath. Pick my battles, he thought to himself as he held his not so little girl anymore. 
“And I’m sure she’ll dye it black if that’s what you really want,” he conceded finally. 
Another sniffle from the face tucked into his shoulder. 
“Really, you’d let me do that?” She asked as she leaned back and rubbed at her eyes. 
“Only if you promise never to use box dye again,” he replied lightly. “The bathroom is a mess. We might have to repaint the entire thing.” 
She let out a ghost of a smile and he gently dabbed her eyes.
 “There there. No more tears. It’s okay.”
“Daddy? Can I ask you something?” She asked as Velvette quietly took her place behind the chair and began to work her way through the half brunette streaks of hair. 
“Anything, sweetheart.”
“Can…can we redo my room? I don’t want it pink anymore.” She said softly. “Please don’t be mad.”
He could feel his heart breaking for the second time that day, this time for an entirely different reason. She thought he would be mad at her? He tried to think back to when she would get that idea and quickly concluded now wasn’t the best time to analyze his own behavior. Not when he had those pretty blue eyes watching him, waiting desperately for a response. 
“Sure baby girl,” he replied with a kiss to her forehead. “How about we get your hair fixed up and then you and I can do some shopping and redesign the whole thing together tonight? How’s that sound?” 
Her eyes lit up. “That would be amazing! Thank you, Dad!” She stood up from the chair threw her arms around him. 
Velvette gave Vox an approving smile.
“Alright then you two, let's get to work so you guys can go have some fun!” She said cheerfully. 
A few hours later, Vox watched as reader admired her reflection in the mirror. Somewhere, it pained him that she wanted to run so far in the opposite direction. He wondered what he had done to lose her trust.
“Don’t take it personally,” Velvette said softly to Vox as he watched reader run her fingers through her hair. “She’s just trying to find her place in the world.”
“What do I do about the bedroom? I can’t have it all black, it would look awful.” He replied, “but unless I give in…”
“Boundaries, Vox. It’s a reasonable give and take. Sure, painting her entire room back would look awful. And It’s okay to hold an expectation and come to a compromise. Some part of her still wants to know you care about her. She’s just testing her limits. All teenagers do.” Velvette added. “But I would start with designing together on one of you computers and go from there.”
Several hours, zero tears and one phone in pizza order later, Vox and reader sat on the couch. For the first time in a long time, reader was in hysterics as they watched her favorite movie together.
“Hey, Dad?” She asked once she collected herself enough to speak. “I love you.”
Vox tried to keep his cool, but his heart soared. “Love you too,” he replied. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. “No matter what happens, I’ll always be your dad.”
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Let’s go with 99 and Lando 💜
Hi bestie!!! Thank you so much for the request! 💚
Song 99 - Sweet Child O Mine // Guns N Roses
I’ve never written Lando before, so I hope I do him justice and you enjoy this little fic written from his POV featuring a goth reader!
Lando didn’t realise he had dragged his mates into a rock club until it was too late. He suggested that they leave, go find somewhere a little more mainstream, but George, as always, thought it’d be a laugh to do something different for once.
And so, he found himself stood on the edge of the dance floor, a half-empty pint of watered-down lager in hand, as he watched George and Alex successfully chatting up some emo girls.
“This isn’t really your scene, is it?” He hears a voice say, and he turns to face you for the first time, a chuckle escaping his lips.
“How could you tell?” He asks, and you laugh, shaking your head at him.
“You stick out like a sore thumb in that shirt and those awful shorts,” You chuckle, and Lando looks down at his outfit, jokingly outraged.
“What do you mean awful? I just bought these!” He says with a laugh as he places his hands in the pockets.
“Well, I hope you kept the receipt,” You laugh, and Lando can’t help but laugh along with you.
“You always this mean to guys you just met?” He asks, and you bite your lip to suppress a smile.
“Usually, yeah, I am,” you reply, and it’s Lando’s turn to laugh.
It was refreshing to talk to someone like you. To have a conversation with a girl who isn’t worried about what he thinks of her. He liked it.
“I’m guessing the two guys who look like they just strolled out of the country club are your mates then, yeah?” You ask, pointing to Alex and George who were really getting into the metal song playing that Lando was sure he’d never heard before.
Lando laughs, “Yeah. They’re idiots.”
“They look like they’re having fun! Unlike you!” You say with a smile as you jab him playfully in the shoulder.
“I guess I’m not used to being this far out of my comfort zone,” Lando says, before taking another sip of his disgusting lager.
“Let me help you have some fun then, yeah?” You say as you grab his hand and pull him onto the dance floor.
Lando didn’t even have time to protest as you dragged him towards the centre of the dancefloor. He could feel the bass from the music vibrating through the ground and up into his body.
His eyes return to you once again, and he watches as you dance along to the beat, shaking your hair back and forth to the sound of guitars and drumming.
Lando wonders exactly how he was meant to dance to this kind of music, and, almost as if you could hear his thoughts, you take his hands in your own and begin to guide him.
You can’t help but giggle as you gaze upon his slightly shocked expression, and just like that, he throws his hang ups out of the window, and just goes for it.
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For the rest of the evening, you spend your time with Lando, George and Alex, teaching them your best gothic dance moves and showing them how to pogo to pop-punk tunes like a pro. When you were finally kicked out at 4am, you felt sad to see your new friends go.
“So, will I see you here again sometime?” You ask as the four of you emerge into the cold morning air.
“Maybe. I think George especially has got a taste for it now,” Lando laughs as he looks over at George who was still humming the tune of some song you told him was by Guns N Roses.
“Well, it’d be cool to see you again. Just… don’t wear those awful shorts next time.” You tease, and Lando smiles.
“Yeah, don’t want to cramp your style again,” he chuckles, as he watches you scrunch your nose as you smile. It was cute.
“Well, I gotta go. It’s been super sick! See ya!” You say as you turn on your heels to walk away.
Lando takes a deep breath, before doing something he never expected to be doing after wandering into a rock club.
“Wait!” He calls out, and you turn again.
He takes a few hurried steps towards you, takes another breath, before kissing you.
It only lasts a moment, but for Lando, it was like eternity. He’d never felt so much in something as simple as a quick kiss.
As he pulls away, you chuckle slightly, and your cheeks burn red in the cold of the morning air.
“Whooo! Lando pulled!” You hear a drunken George exclaim from behind Lando, and you watch as Alex slaps him on the arm, clearly not wanting him to ruin the moment for the two of you.
Lando whips around and flips the bird at George as you chuckle at them. He then turns back to face you with a small smile on his lips.
“Hey, you got a little… uh…” you say as you reach out to gently touch his lips, wiping away the remnants of black lipstick you had marked him with when he had kissed you.
“Thanks,” he says, and it’s Lando’s turn to blush.
“Let me give you my number, no pressure or anything, just… I’d love to hear from you, and maybe party with you and your crazy country club friends again?” You say as you take Lando’s phone from his hand and add yourself as a contact.
“Yeah, sounds good. Maybe I can take you to one of my favourite clubs sometime?” He says, and you laugh.
“Maybe I’d subject myself to that for you. Maybe,” you say, and Lando laughs.
“Okay, I really gotta go now,” you say, before kissing his cheek and running for the one taxi remaining in the taxi rank.
———
When Lando finally returns to the hotel, he steps into his bathroom to do the bare minimum of self care before collapsing into bed.
It was almost 6am, practically time to get up anyway, but his energy was still high after his encounter with you.
He rests his hands on the sink and looks up at himself in the mirror. The room seemed to spin, and yet one feature of his face was unmistakeable.
His left hand raises to touch his cheek gently, running his fingers over the black lipstick mark you had left behind before running away like some kind of gothic Cinderella.
He laughs to himself as he trudges over to his bed, sliding in between the sheets, and making a mental note to text you in the morning when he could once again see clearly.
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blankiebloo · 1 year
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I AM SO EMBARRASSED IN MYSELFFF- So the person who asked for that Scaramouche fanfic this is for you because I accidentally posted it without it being done<3 So here's your Scaramouche angst<33
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Scaramouche x Gn!Reader
Genre: Angst to fluff
Warning(s): Yelling, fighting, cursing.
Note: You and Scara have separate rooms because yeah<3
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It's been tough this entire week for both you and your partner; but it seems that Scaramouche has had the tougher situation out the two of you, with his annoying coworkers to his incompetent subordinates who seem to never do anything right in his eyes. He's just been having a hard time, but he finally has a week off and a little while ago he promised you that the next time he has free time he'll spend it with you, and that time is now!
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"Scara?" You ask as you knock on his bedroom door.
You could hear a small groan from the opposite side as he got up and opened the door only to snap back a, "What do you want."
"Are you not happy to see me?" You asked, a slight joking pout on your lips as you poke his cheek.
You know how he gets, but you also know that he can't resist your pouting face for long, well, at least that’s how it normally was. Instead of his normal sigh and moving your hand to his lips and looking away, he grabbed your wrist tightly and gave you the sharpest gaze that you haven't seen in years.
"I'm not in the mood for your games, [Name]. Now, what. Do. You. Want." His tone was cold, and sharp as a knife, but he made a promise and he should keep it.
"Scaraaa, you promised me that you'd spend time with me once you weren't so busy," you playfully whined, putting the pout back on in hopes of it lightning his mood.
But instead it had the opposite effect, his grip on your wrist was tightening and the look of anger on his face only seemed to get worse.
"Ow! Scara, that hurts!" You say as you start to pull your arm back, he let's go and chooses to try and relieve the headache that is slowly forming as he brings his hand up to the bridge of his nose and rubs it.
"Look, [Name], I'm not in the mood right now. We can talk and spend time later."
"But-"
"[Name], what the fuck did I just say?!" He snaps, his eyes looking at you like he's about to stab you. "You are so fucking clingy! I'm telling you that I'm not in the mood for this and what do you do? Continue to pester me!" He shouts as he comes closer to you and closes his door behind him.
"I'm sorry Scara-" You choke out, starting to feel tears forming at your lash line.
"No, I'm done with this! You decide to be super fucking clingy and think you can just do whatever you want! You honestly need to control your damn emo...tions..." He cut himself off when he heard a small sniffle coming from you, opening his eyes he only sees you with tears streaming down your face.
"[Name], I'm so sorry-"
"No, no, it's fine. I'm gonna go, I just remembered my friends wanted to go out with me today. I'll see you later, alright Scara?"
"[Name], wait-"
You turned around and started walking out to the front door, wiping at your tears along the way. He wanted to reach out for you and hold you closer to him and tell you he's sorry but, does he even deserve the chance to talk right now? He just stands there until you leave his view and he heads back into his room for his, "well deserved nap".
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You came back in the middle of the night hoping that Scaramouche was already asleep so you could just sneak into your room and go to sleep without him noticing. Luckily, you did! You got to your room without waking him up, so you quickly changed into your night clothes and hopped into bed and got comfortable underneath the covers.
You honestly felt so relaxed right now, that walk around the city earlier really helped you clear your mind and forget about what happened, but what did happen again? You're trying to remember, what made you so sad in the first place- Oh, right. The fight. You started to recall everything, the anger in his face and voice, the way he grabbed onto your wrist so tight.
It came crashing into your memories all at once, making you cry once again. But maybe your crying distracted you because the next thing you know Scara is next to you in bed and you've been flipped over to where your face is in his chest as he strokes your hair.
"Shhh, shhh, it's okay, it's okay. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, [Name]." He whispered to you, pulling your body closer to him if that was even possible.
"S-scara?" Your voice was small, but bold. You let out a sigh, and nuzzled your head into his chest. "I'm, I'm sorry-"
"No. There's no need to say sorry, not right now. I'm the one who yelled at you because you reminded me of a promise I made, there's no need to apologize."
You chuckled, "You really know how to confuse me"
"Do you want my apology or would you rather continue to just lay here in sorrow?"
"Hm, I guess I would rather have your apology"
"Good."
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A/N: I FINISHED THIS!!! And thank you @plasmasimagination for the request!! I don't know if this lived up to your standards but here this is! And if any of you would like to request something for me to write, here is my request form! Thank you for reading my fic!
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babiebom · 4 months
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How I felt about the bachelor/ettes my first time playing
A/N: mostly because my feelings about them have changed a great deal. Like don’t hate on me but I’ve disliked a lot of people due to first impressions. also I needed something to post since I’m writing very slowly because I’ve started work and have been sick for the last 509 years. I miss having free time to write. But a girl needs to make money I guess. The rest of the villagers will be in different parts!!
Tw: I hate more than half of them and am mean, cursing, maybe some sexual things but obviously not full on smut.
Wc: idk babe
Sdv Masterlist
Before we get into this I would also like to say that the way I met everyone was not on day one or day two. I think I met almost everyone like not one day at a time, but like I think it was after the Egg Festival that I had met everyone. ALSO the first time I played was with friends.
Sebastian
Immediately had a crush on the emo
Like going into the game I was like “I heard there was a town emo where is he?”
My friends also were like “you should find the emo”
Then when I found out his name I was like “?????from black butler?????”
“WHEN ARE YOU LEAVING YOUR ROOM????”
“can he PLEASE leave his room now”
“Oh my god I was too busy fishing and missed when he left his room”
I stood outside his room for days and that’s why I never met anyone.
Sam
Considered going after him instead of Seb for a minute
Like I actually thought he was super cute and sweet
Thought his hair was stupid and cackled for a minute
Sang sk8ter boy after I saw him on a skateboard
And by sang I mean I sang the entire song to myself while running around the map.
Also laughed at his anime hair
Shane
He was standoffish and I said that I would stalk him bc wtf is your problem
Literally I was like? I will make him want me so bad because he’s being mean.
I got over him after him being mean a couple times though then decided I wanted to make him depressed
Then found out he was actually depressed and felt bad
Harvey
I did not realize that he was a person because I never went into the clinic because I never needed to
Then when I met him I was like “OH YMCA!!!”
Idk why I thought ymca I’m so confused
Literally I never talked to him ever because I was focused on Sebastian.
Alex
I think he said something weird and I decided I wasn’t going after him
My friend then said HE was going after him because Alex was acting weird and y’know off to him bc he’s a guy( he does act different to men)
So I’d decided I wanted to mess with him and said “oh no I’m ALSO going to Alex’s house”
To which he told me to back off
Both me and my friend are petty enough to go after people that say they dislike us like absolutely not you’re not allowed
Elliott
I thought he was an asshole
Not because he said something mean
But because he kept talking like a rich guy that knows everything
It annoyed me
I also thought he looked like the love interest on the cover of a weird romance novel
Then he said something about a crab in his pocket and I was like oh he’s me but not afraid of sea animals okay
Penny
Lmao me
She was reading under a tree and was very awkward
Also I thought she was really pretty
Like insanely pretty
I think I chose her as the woman that I would marry if I were into women and not obsessing over Sebastian.
Leah
I thought she was Penny and got VERY confused bc wasn’t she just wearing a skirt wtf
Then realized they were different
Then my friend decided she was going after her
So I decided that I wanted to befriend her because why not
I just like being a menace in games
Also thought she was a Lesbian immediately.
Haley
I WOWOWOWK
I thought she was the HOTTEST woman in the game
Then tried to befriend her
And she gave me mean girl vibes so I decided that I hated her
Literally made me feel like I was in school and being made fun of
Avoided her after that because absolutely not.
Maru
BLACK GIRL BLACK GIRL BLACK GIRL
Technically mixed BUT BLACK GIRL
If you cannot tell I am a black girl and I got excited at the depiction of a black person that is nerdy and smart like actually
Thought she was very socially awkward like MAAM what?
I think I met her once then the next time I saw her was at one of the festivals?
Maybe it was the Luau when I finally talked to her again
And she just SLLLLLURPs
And I’m like????ok that’s gross but mood
Emily
I wish my hair was still blue
Literally my first thought
Then I was like??????? Who is this lady dancing wtf
I’m pretty sure I briefly met her during the first time I played with my friends but only like I clicked through her words so fast because I wanted to finish the meet everyone task so I could fuck Sebastian
So when I finally played alone and took the time to get to know people I was like???? Where’d she come from???
Abigail
*clears throat* WIIIIIIITCH
Also I disliked her a lot
I’m pretty sure I hated her more than I hated Haley
And I’m pretty sure it was because her dialogue was like “go away” or something and I was annoyed like bitch this is the first time I’m talking to you wtf
Then she said something about being disappointed she couldn’t go on the farm anymore because I’m there and I decided to take it offensively because I already disliked her
I thought she was pretty but that was overshadowed by the worst first impression.
Then I found out her and Sebastian were paired and got in the way so many times
Like I actually blocked her from going into his house by standing there so she couldn’t get in
Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t a “omg girl likes my man she needs to get a life” thing
It was more of a “I dislike her because she was mean to me now she’s no longer allowed to go in here only I am because I wanna be mean.”
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blooming-violets · 1 year
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😤
KATIE JEALOUS PETER PLS ILYSM
Peter Parker Jealousy Headcanon
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OKAY
I'm looking to my crystal ball of headcanons and there's about three million jealousy ones spinning around in there. I'm going to close my eyes and grab one out at random...
You and Peter are friends. College. Senior Year. You run the photography club and convinced him to join sophomore year after you found an old camera in his dorm room. You've been besties ever since. And, by besties, I mean Peter follows you around everywhere and you let him.
Peter doesn't talk to anyone else unless he's forced to.
I'm picturing depressed and disheveled Peter. After Gwen's death. He took a year or two off from college. When he finally attended, he kept to himself most of the time even though he was a part of the club. He only joined because you asked him to. Plus, taking pictures is a fairly solitary thing anyway. He'd do anything you asked him to.
None of your friends really like him. They think he's kind of mean and they're not wrong. He likes to sit and sulk and glare at people.
But, for some reason, he hates everyone except for you.
He always looks like he's two days past his shaving due date but never actually commits to the full beard. Permanent scruff. Constant messy bed head in need of a cut. Sad boy eyes. Same pair of jeans he's worn for the past two weeks. Wrinkled shirt. You get the idea.
The first year you two became friends, you thought the friendship would turn into something more. You kept hoping he would ask you out on a date. When he never did, you worked up the courage to ask him yourself. His response was awkward and it didn't seem like he was super interested so you quickly let it drop. You figured that he only wanted to be friends. You tried to let that be fine. You tried to push away your feelings for the beautiful emo trash human.
OOPS THIS GOT LONG READ MORE TIME
By senior year you'd all but squashed those feelings into the earth. (or so you liked to pretend)
You invited Peter to a party some friends are having at their new apartment off campus. He says he'll "show up if he has time" and you wonder what else this man could possibly be doing because you're his only friend. But you agree with it and decide to head off to the party alone. If Peter shows up, he shows up. If he doesn't, well, you're not going to waste your time begging him.
He does show up. Conveniently right as you do. Almost as if he planned it that way. You two enter and immediately can tell that the party is already getting out of hand. There's a lot of people you don't know in this apartment. People you don't think your friend invited. They probably heard about it from someone and decided to crash. Whatever. It's not your house. Let's get drinks.
Peter and you find the drink table and get busy. Shots shots shots! You're starting to feel good. Happy. Bubbly. You want to dance with the crowd of people middle of the room. You try to pull Peter over there. He refuses.
He gives you a scowl and shakes his head.
"I don't dance!" He shouts over the music.
"You suck," You shout back.
You leave him there to pout on his own and squeeze your way into the mass of sweaty people to dance. You start to lose yourself in the beat of the music. The drinks are spinning around in your head to amp up your happiness. It feels good.
Now some guy is dancing with you. He's grinding up behind you. You turn to look at him. You've never seen him before in your life but he's cute enough. At least the drinks are telling you he's cute and you don't really care. It's been a long time since you've gotten with anyone. Your last boyfriend broke up with you three years ago. You'd been pining over Peter for a while. It was time to have your needs met.
You start dancing back with the stranger. His hands are all over you. You like the feel of being appreciated by someone else. He's making you feel sexy. Beautiful. You turn around in his arms and start to kiss. Right there in middle of everyone. You don't care anymore.
You secretly hope Peter is watching.
And he is.
But he's not just watching. He's glaring. His fist tightens around red plastic cup in his hand so tightly that the contents spill out over the top and the plastic cracks and crumbles. He tosses the crunched up cup off to the side. His jaw is tight. He can't pull his eyes away from you. He wants to look away but he can't. They're glued on to you. Blazing into the back of your head. Even over all the music and noise he can hear the tiny moan of approval in the back of your throat.
The sound sets off all the raging alarms in his head. Fire burns behind his eyes. His shoulders are squared off and tense. And then he sees it.
The stranger, with his greedy arms wrapped around you, slides his hands down your waist. He flips up the bottom of your skirt, right there in the middle of everyone, to expose your underwear to whoever might be looking. A thong. The string is lost between your perfectly plump cheeks. Your ass is on full display should anyone decide to look down. He lets his hands grab fist full of your cheeks, his fingers digging into your flesh, before the skirt flops back down over his wrists to hide the rest from view.
And you're moaning. Kissing him harder. Shoving your tongue down his throat. You like it. You like that he takes control. You like that doesn't care who could see. He's not ashamed of you. He's not afraid. Your heart is spiking. Your skin is getting hotter. You're horny. You're sick of having no one but your vibrator for the past three years. So you whisper into the strangers ear to bring you to the bedroom.
Peter can hear it. He can hear and feel everything you're doing because he's zeroed in on you. You are his target. His senses are set on you and only you. The rest of the room and the people in it have faded away. All he sees is you.
He's watching as you take the strangers hand and lead him through the crowds. You're headed to the bedroom. Peter can't let you reach it. His heart is pounding. His breath is tight in his throat. He can't let you get to that bedroom.
In mere seconds he is across the room. His hand has grabbed a fistful of the stranger's collared shirt. He's throwing him backwards. Hard. Away from you.
Your hand breaks contract with the enemy. There's a brief sense of relief for Peter until he sees the confused shock in your eyes. You're glancing wildly between himself and somewhere off behind him.
The room has gone silent besides the steady beat of the music.
Peter blinks, his other senses starting to come back into focus. There's no longer only you. He can hear the music again. The hushed whispers. He can see the other people. They're all staring at him. No one is dancing anymore.
He turns to look. The stranger has been flung across the entire room and crashed into a kitchen cabinet. Its fallen off the hinges as he holds the back of his head in shock. When he pulls his hand away, there's blood on his palm.
Peter couldn't remember throwing him that far. He only meant to grab him away from you. He didn't mean to lose control of his strength like that. He turned to look back you, expecting to see the same horror as everyone else at the party. Instead he saw something else.
The corners of your lips turned into a smirk. There was a spark behind your eyes. The same one he saw threes years ago on the day you asked him on a date. An expectant hopefulness. He already let you down once. He wasn't going to do it again.
Before anyone could react, he'd taken your hand and fled from the scene. The night air was cool. It refreshed his lungs and helped steady his breath. He pulled you along behind him. Picking a direction and just going with it. Anywhere was better than back there.
You stayed quiet. Afraid that if you spoke, it would break whatever revelation he was having.
Finally, four blocks from the scene. He stopped to turn and face you.
"I-" he hesitated. He didn't know what he wanted to say. He didn't know how to tell you that you were his best friend. He didn't know how to tell you that you were the only person in his life who he wanted to keep. He didn't know how to say that he was terrified of losing you to. He didn't know how to open himself up and let you in without bringing along the pain of his past. He didn't know if he could treat you the way you deserved. He didn't know how to tell you that he brought along heartbreak and devastation where ever he went. He didn't know how to tell you that if you were with him, he would end up breaking you, too.
He didn't know how to tell you that, despite all that, he loved you.
You watched the words of all the things he couldn't say flash across his face. He didn't need to say them. Not to you. Not yet.
"If you can't say it, Peter," you whispered to him. "Then show me."
KISS
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KNY music headcannons - modern AU
this was 100% inspired by @peachdies, because radiohead and giyuu go together a little to well
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❀ Himejima Gyomei - IDK man, I feel like his top Spotify track of the year would be "peaceful river noises" or "subtle ocean sounds." He probably also listens to a good amount of alternative rock like the Cranberries. His guilty pleasure is Dua Lipa, but don't tell anyone that.
❀ Shinazugawa Sanemi - Dad rock for SURE. Gets down to Guns n Roses, Def Leppard, and Van Halen. Is secretly a HUGE Nicki Minaj stan, but would literally die before anyone found that out. I had to come back to him after writing this cause MY GOD HE'S ALSO SUCH A LANA DEL REY FAN LMAO.
❀ Obani Iguro - Refuses to pay for Spotify premium but also constantly skips songs so half of his listening time is ads. He likes grunge punk like the Garden and Foo Fighters, but secretly cries to Mitski.
❀ Tokito Muichiro - Super into the indie scene and only a little bit pretentious about it. Strokes, Pixies, Arctic Monkeys - super vibey.
❀ Tomioka Giyuu - Listens to actual underground music and a lot of smaller bands, but also listens to a lot of Radiohead and the likes. Went through a huge emo phase with Panic! at the Disco and My Chemical Romance and still cries to Helena from time to time.
❀ Rengoku Kyojuro - Imagine Dragons makes him hyped for the morning:D But alongside that he actually has some banger music taste as well. Gets down to some City Girls and Nicki Minaj from time to time. Not afraid to shake some ass.
❀ Kanroji Mitsuri - Love love loves pop and dabbles in k-pop as well! I'm thinking Doja Cat, Taylor Swift, Ariana Grande, Lizzo, Loona, Red Velvet, and the likes. Enjoys dancing around to it as she gets ready in the morning and holds her own little concerts in her room.
❀ Kocho Shinobu - A true toss up I think. I can see her liking metal like Slipknot and Korn, but I also see her as a Fiona Apple lover so it's hard.
❀ Uzui Tengen - God he's so unbearable. Listens to a lot of soundcloud stuff and thinks he's better than you because of it. He probably also listens to a lot Lady Gaga and will probably play you a super popular song of her's like Just Dance and say something like "it's super underground you probably haven't even heard it."
❀ Kamado Tanjiro - AJR and Imagine Dragons, probably.
❀ Kamado Nezuko - Physically cringes when her brother turns his music on. She's eclectic, though. She hangs out around Mitsuri and Kanao a lot, so bubblegum pop and goth are worming their way into her heart. Traditionally she enjoys a lot of indie pop, though (think Clairo and such.)
❀ Shinazugawa Genya - Dad rock like Sanemi, except more refined somehow. He also branches out more and got super into QUEEN and the Rolling Stones. 
❀ Tsuyuri Kanao - Godly music taste, I'm convinced she and Giyuu are silently judging everyone. Goth music but like real good goth music (as a goth music enjoyer I'm projecting.) Joy Division, Depeche Mode, Type O Negative, all the classics. 
❀ Hashibira Inosuke - I don't know man....... He probably plays all of his music off of a rock. I seriously cannot decide for him. Probably listens to whatever his friends are listening to.
❀ Agatsuma Zenitsu - ONE DIRECTION BABY. But for real, I feel like he would love love love the Beach Boys! A BLACKPINK fan as well.
❀ Kokushibo - He and Kanao would get along so well because I also think he's another goth king, probably more like a Sisters of Mercy type of guy. He hates Douma's music taste, and will eavesdrop on Akaza playing Phoebe Bridgers from time to time and get emotional.
❀ Douma - BLASTS Megan thee Stallion throughout the infinity castle and knows every word to every one of her songs.
❀ Akaza - Phoebe Bridgers fan until the day he dies. 
❀ Kibutsuji Muzan - White noise.
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HC for the soldier au, you know how kids in the US write those letters to soldiers overseas that the schools never like check before sending out so they say the most unhinged shit. Anyway a lot of the time they try to send those letters to squads of soldiers from the same state or area that the soldiers from the squad are from (this is not always the case but sometimes it is). Anyway basically one time one of branches letters made it to the front of a war that JD was fighting in and JD went feral trading and bribing people to get that letter cause branch actually signed that thing with his first and last name and it’s now one of jds prized possessions that he laminated and took with him everywhere.
Branch is touched but also super embarrassed when he finds this out because 3rd grader Branch was going through it and was a weird ass kinda emo 9 year old due to the family drama going down at the time so the letter says something like “thank you for being a soldier so smart kids like me don’t have to die in war” (this is a quote taken from a real unhinged soldier letter that a real soldier in Afghanistan actually received) with a crayon drawing of like a guy getting shot.
Headcanon no more! It's canon now. I love this so much
In the end, it was Dickory who got it.
John was pretty sure he stole it but he didn't care.
All of the guys - even that sheep's face, Chaz - knew about John's strange situation and the forced estrangement from the brothers he could not find. It was the one thing that John didn't really shut up about and most of them let it go, passing it off as sadness or grief or whatever, since he hadn't seen or heard from them in years. It was entirely possible he never would. And considering how John normally was - fairly quiet, kind of eerily still sometimes - they let it pass. Except for Chaz but well, no one cared what Chaz wanted.
Not every soldier in their platoon received a letter from a kid that day but a few did. And the moment John heard the name, he practically went feral.
Which, in hindsight, they all probably should have seen coming. He was practically raised in the woods. And if how John spoke about it was any indication, it was far in there.
"Yeah dude," someone said at another table. "Our squad got them too. Those kids are insane."
John, Dickory and Growly Pete were in a mess hall lunch room. Although John tended to avoid it, especially when Chaz was there, as fights were prone to break out for some reason, Dickory pretty much twisted his arm for it. Not that it was hard. JD and Dickory were pretty close, surprisingly so. It probably didn't help that John was a softie when it came to people he cared about. Which was most of his squad.
"What happened to normal names like Steve or Bethany? Parents are comin' up with crazy weird names these days!"
"I got a Dawn," another guy replied. "That's not too bad."
"Better than mine."
"What name was on yours?"
"Get this. Kid's name was Branch. Who does that?"
John went rigid within the moment and both Dickory and Pete noticed right away, glancing up from their food. "Nein," Dick grumbled with his nose wrinkling. "What is this? Why are you like this?"
He didn't respond, just stood up and whipped around to the other table. The others jumped, a little surprised at the sudden and slightly menacing presence. "Can we help you...?"
"Do you still have it?"
"Have what?"
"The letter."
"From the weirdo named kid?"
"Hmmmm."
The other soldiers glanced at one another. "Nw. One of the other squad guys found it hilarious and wanted it."
"Who?"
"What is your problem?"
"WHO?"
And that was how it started. John spent every spare minute tracking down that letter, which kept switching hands constantly. It was like John was chasing a butterfly in the wind. The squad quickly learned not to say anything about it or how John was acting. Of course Chaz decided not to listen.
He got pain for his troubles.
The rest of the platoon heard rumors and liked playing around. Suddenly it was kind of a game to keep it out of John's hands. It wasn't out of malice. If anyone knew who it was or what it meant, they wouldn't dare. Keeping a soldier from a loved one's communication was shameful and an unspoken rule.
Then one night Dickory hopped on John's bed, almost crushing his legs and shoved the paper in John's face. "Di-" John jumped and then sputtered. "What is this?"
"What do you think, you fool?" Dickory huffed. "I got it for you."
John stared at it. "Is this..."
"Ja," Dick nodded.
"Did you... dude, did you steal this?"
He shrugged. "Does it matter? You have it now and this foolish game can cease. I understand what it is even if these other idiots do not."
"Thanks man... this, this means..."
"A lot. I know. Are ya going to open it?"
John did so carefully and barked out a short laugh. "He's funny."
"Is it your brother?"
"Yeah," he sighed, wistfully. "He signed his full name. Do you want to read it?"
"I don't have to. I got it for you not for... what do they say? Giggles?"
John laughed lightly. "I think you'll like this."
"Dear Soldier,
Would you like to trade places with me? I think you could handle my stupid family better and I'd be okay with marching around and learning how to hold a gun.
My brothers are dumb, eat all the food in the house and always want to go out watching music. You listen to music, not watch it.
My teacher says I need to thank you so thanks for doing your marching and shooting so smart people like me don't have to. But really, if you want a break and like watching music - call me. I could use a break.
But I guess do the shooting. Don't get shot. I'm pretty sure that is your job anyway.
If there are any girls there marry her, get it over with before you get old and ugly when your done. Best to do it now. Unless you are already old and ugly well then sorry.
Have you ever fought a shark? Some soldiers are on boats so I thought maybe you have. Punch the nose. unless you are one of those in the woods. Don't run from a bear. It'll catch you. Good luck.
Branch
"Your brother is... random," Dickory noted, curiously. "Where did the wife and shark come in?"
"He's like, nine, Dick," John smiled. "He's just a kind."
"One day, John Dory, you're going to meet him again and I am entirely sure you will be best friends."
"One can only hope."
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Being Nekoma’s Emo Manager
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Nekoma x Fem! Manager (she/her pronouns)
Warnings: probably swearing 🤷🏻‍♀️ idk if that’s even a warning
AN: this is an anon request! I realized I had it labeled from Spooky Anon but it wasn’t signed from Spooky anon 😅 so idk who it’s from.
*aggressively hits G note on piano and stares into your soul*
If you unaware of the song that made an entire generation, please google it
Also I will not argue this point because I have both age and vintage Emo on my side 😌
Now for a mini history lesson, the Emo I’m going to be referring to today was popular from the late 90s to late 2000s and into the 2010s
This means heavy black eyeliner, hair that defied gravity, neckties being used as anything but neckties
Black with hints of accent colors such as, but not limited too, pinks, orange, white, etc.
The days when TRL and MTV were the way to “stream” new music and hot topic was the source of all band t-shirts
Now that I’ve covered a small history lesson, let’s strap in shall we!
So get your check board belts and fingerless gloves ready kids!
Because it’s time to get EMOtional 😂
N E Ways- let’s just say, you classified yourself as an “Emo kid”
It wasn’t super unheard of to be different fashionably in school but you, well you were definitely a sight
Your hair was teased to the rafters, bows of every color along with skulls littered your hair
Your eye liner was the blackest black, and you skin looked like you hadn’t seen sun in decades 😅
You wore fishnet tights with vans or perhaps another skateboarding shoe
You looked pretty intimidating to most people who didn’t know you
I mean, your style doesn’t exactly scream approachable
However, the people who did know you, knew that your style of “dark and brooding” didn’t measure up AT ALL to your personality
You were a complete sunshine ☀️
A literal sweetheart and absolute Angel!
Unfortunately a lot of kids didn’t get to know you ☹️
But luckily, there was one guy who didn’t care about looks
He really didn’t care about much actually 👀
And that happened to be our favorite setter Kenma!
Because Kenma honestly does not care about looks or superficial things like that
Actually, when you first got teamed up with Kenma to work on a project, a lot of kids thought it was a strange combo
But somehow, you two managed to make it work and in fact, you got the best grade in the class
After that, you and Kenma became partners for every project
There was just something he enjoyed about you
Probably your weird similarity to Hinata honestly 😏
Soon you and Kenma started hanging out after school
You both loved video games as well as had similar styles in music
Look at me and tell me Kenma wouldn’t be into Emo rock 👁️👄👁️
Fall out boy, Paramore, Taking Back Sunday, THE USED!!!!
Anyways, soon Kuroo joins and he’s confused about your friendship with Kenma
Like you and Kenma are complete opposites but you get along super well
Eventually Kuroo starts taking a liking to you as well
Kuroo has natural Emo hair so it’s fate 💅
Kuroo soon figures out why Kenma enjoys your company as you are a literal dark ball of sunshine
Eventually you start accompanying out kitty cats to practice in order to hang out with Kuroo and Kenma
Upon entering the gym, everyone stares at you
You low key kinda scare the first years, Inuoka and Shibayama
Yaku and Kai are super interested as in why you are there
Yamamoto is just dead because there’s a girl in the gym 🙄
And Lev, well Lev can’t keep his mouth shut
“Hey you’re that weird chick that wears black and has crazy hair. I’ve heard a lot about you!” Lev screams
Yaku please 😌
“LEV SHUT UP!” Kuroo yells as Yaku kicks him
You just giggle, a sound nobody was expecting, as you say, “I’m Yn! I guess I kind of do get a little bit of a reputation but I promise, I’m not evil or something!”
“She’s actually kind of cute in a different way,” Kai says as Fukunaga and Yaku nodd in agreement.
Soon, you are coming to every practice and helping where you can
Setting up chairs, filling water balls, handing out towels
The boys quickly adore you and soon you just naturally become apart of the team
Kuroo officially asks you the teams manager which you gladly accept
It’s hard finding a club with your specific tastes and since you could still express your style and personality, volleyball club seemed perfect!
You enjoyed playing music, listening to music and writing which were all supported by Nekoma
Our progressive Kings 👑
Honestly they were so supportive of their Emo scene queen!
They loved when you added little touches of red to your outfits and even made a hair bow that specifically said “Nekoma” on it 🥹
Of course, they were still boys so they all found you super cute and adorable
Yamamoto was your personal body guard for everything
It didn’t matter what, he always walked you to every class and if anyone made any comments about you, he would challenge them to a “rumble”
Language you later learned, was picked up from Karasuno 🙄
You had heard about Karasuno and you were honestly so excited to meet them!
Kenma had told you about Karasuno’s tiny middle blocker
On the way to training camp, our sweet boys let you play the music
Honestly Coach Nekomata was way into it 😂
He was such a hip coach and he knew you kids were into some weird stuff
Please he was too 🤚🏻
Anyways, he’s just happy you bring so much joy to the team
And honestly you match Nekoma’s cat-like mysterious vibes
So when you showed up, the other teams just kind of stared at you
Obviously you kinda stood out like a sore thumb Yn, sorry to say
But don’t worry, Yamamoto is on the case 🫡
“WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT? HAVENT UOU EVEN SEEN A GORGEOUS GIRL BEFORE?!?” He screams
You rn 👉🏻😐
Yaku 👉🏻 YAMAMOTO STOP BEING AN IDIOT
You just roll your eyes and smile, bowing to the teams and greeting them
Almost instantly, they melted 🥰
Because like how are you both adorable and scary???
Literally Emo culture mkay
“Come on Yn, let’s go,” Kenma says as you wave and walk away
Eventually you get introduced to all the teams, including Karasuno
You end up making eye contact with Hinata several times as he observes you
Finally, he makes his move
“Hi there! I really like your style! I see your friends with Kenma and the pretty girl manager for Nekoma! I’m Shoyo Hinata and I’m a middle blocker!” He shouts
You smile back and greet him, “Kenma had told me so much about you! It’s so great time finally meet you!”
Kuroo and Daichi watch you both and shake their heads
“Boy short stuff really can make friends with anyone can’t he?”
“You new manager looks super sweet and outgoing, albeit a little interesting,” Daichi says as Kuroo nods
Soon you and Hinata, and by consequence Bokuto, become besties
Honestly you really enjoy hanging out with Akaashi but we won’t tell Bokuto that 😶
You share your knowledge as well as your unique style of cheering with the boys
You wrote cute little cheers and even inspirational poetry to share with the boys
Bokuto and Hinata loved your fancy words : D
And even when Bokuto went into his own Emo modes, the teams knew exactly who to call!
“YN HALPPPP!” Akaashi would silently communicate to you with his eyes
You 👉🏻 NEVER FEAR OUR SCENE QUEEN IS HERE 🦸🏻‍♀️
“Bokuto would you like to listen to some music or maybe we can talk about your feelings?” You say as you rub his back
“I could use a hug,” Bokuto 🥺
You 👉🏻😌🥰 of course-
Akaashi doesn’t get it, Nekoma doesn’t get it but they appreciate it!!
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STRAY KIDS EXTRA MEMBER AU / JAE-LYNN
> SKZ_FIRST_IMPRESSIONS.PDF
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BANGCHAN
- when jae-lynn and chan first met, she was thirteen and he was fifteen.
- jyp introduced them to each other because he felt like chan would be a good ‘role model’ and help her with her korean
- chan’s first impression of jae :
she appeared to be (very) nervous
he thought she was shy at first, but when she would talk, he actually found her quite funny and charismatic
he knew from the jump that he wanted to always be there for her, and that he wanted to be her friend
SHE WAS SO CLUMSY - awkward but in a cute way
in a way, chan could relate to her nervousness, as he too had left home at a young age to train to become a kpop idol
he thought she seemed very driven and hardworking (and maybe a little hard on herself)
- jae’s first impression of chan :
oOGa BoOGa cUTe BOy 🤪
lol, jae actually recognized chan from the different group dance lessons she’d take up at the company, as well as from wandering the halls and seeing him in passing
she heard his name come up in many conversations, as he was one of the most talented trainees at the time
(many of the girls in her practice groups would gush over him)
at first she was intimidated by him, bc he was MUCH more popular than she was, so she felt like conversations with him must have been ‘off-limits’, bc why would he want to talk to her??
BUT when they first met, his kindness surprised her in the best way (so much so, that at points, she felt like he wasn’t being genuine to her)
in a way she viewed his presence as the light at the end of a REALLY long tunnel - a fresh breath of air
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LEE KNOW
- jae-lynn and lee know first met during a co-ed dance practice a few months before stray kids was formed.
- lee know’s first impression of jae :
he thought she was a confident dancer, but she didn’t take much serious (which lightly annoyed him, but he admired her excitement)
thought her not being able to speak fluent korean was a “red flag”
lee know : ‘yikes... oh well, not my problem 🙄’
he found her cool, but it wasn’t in his main priorities to talk to her
- jae’s first impression of lee know :
she was absolutely floored by his dancing (like her mouth was ajar)
found him to be a little aloof, but she didn’t mind too much, as she could also be like that sometimes
thought he was a very pretty boy and kept on watching him throughout the practice (I mean, could we blame her??)
she low-key hoped that he would mentor her in dancing in the future, because he seemed to be more well trained than she was
(wanted to introduce herself, but was too scared to)
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SEO CHANGBIN
- jae-lynn and changbin first met through chan introducing them at dinner one night - they were both around fifteen/sixteen years old
- changbin’s first impression of jae :
somehow he couldn't believe that the ‘super amazing’ dancer that chan would constantly speak of was the same dorky, clumsy girl that he was eating dinner with
the first time they met, she laughed at something chan had said and the soda that she was drinking shot through her nostrils onto changbin’s shirt
although the girl wasn’t SUPER ‘book smart’, he still found her to be quite bright, and to have creative and interesting thoughts
he really liked her fashion sense (emo jae)
he was pretty entertained by her height (or lack thereof) - he kept on treating her cutely, which annoyed her
he also thought that she was younger than him for the longest time (until her birthday rolled around and she made him call her ‘noona’ for the entire day)
- jae’s first impression of changbin :
to say jae was nervous to meet changbin would be an understatement
but once she got comfortable, she thought he was kind of ‘outwardly intimidating’, but on the inside she knew he was just a weirdo like she was
he was super polite to her, and even offered her his last piece of pork
slightly annoying because he kept on trying to be cute towards her
found him very well-disciplined and hard working
amidst his attempts at aegyo, jae actually found him to be pretty funny, and thought that they had similar senses of humor
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HWANG HYUNJIN
- jae-lynn and hyunjin met when chan brought jae-lynn to her first skz dance meeting predebut
- hyunjin’s first impression of jae :
💞 HEART EYES #1 💞
poor boy fr thought his heard stopped for a second when he first met her
he thought it was so cute how she was kind of shy at first, and immediately wanted to care for her as if she were a baby deer
almost as soon as she walked into the room, he introduced himself and made her feel comfortable
his mind went completely over the fact that she’d be a member of skz, and just went straight to, “ooo new pretty friend”
he found her to be super adorable, and very baby-like
but once she started dancing, he was shocked by her power and ability to dance so confidently
- jae's first impression of hyunjin :
she recognized him from passing him in the halls of the jyp building and when the different groups in the practice room would cross paths
found him to be very pretty (of course), and was honestly kind of confused by how one person could be so attractive
was pleasantly surprised to see that he wasn't JUST his pretty face, but was actually a super amazing dancer and performer too
thought he was immensely fun to be around
she found his kind gesture of welcoming her into the skz line-up to be very heartwarming
(she kinda assumed that he was only nice to her bc she was a girl, but that's another story for another day, I guess)
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HAN JISUNG
- like changbin, jae-lynn and jisung met through chan when they all went out for dinner that one night, she was fifteen/sixteen and he was fourteen.
- jisung's first impression of jae :
💞 HEART EYES #2 💞
while jae is usually the one to be intimated by people, jisung was VERY intimidated by her when they first met
he thought she was absolutely stunning and that her 'My Chemical Romance' shirt looked ravishing on her 😫😫
remembered seeing her at one of jyp's showcases, and thought her dancing and rapping were very impressive
once he got through his nerves and fought away his shyness, he and jae were constantly cracking jokes back and forth
he thought she was the most hilarious person he had ever met in his life
found her being american to be super interesting
lowkey felt like holding her hand ??
- jae's first impression of jisung :
"wow this kid is quiet" - famous last words before all hell broke loose
she thought jisung was very polite, but mostly because he was nervous
she felt like she could relate to him a lot, as her anxiety also peaked around new people
since chan had been talking nonstop about jisung (and changbin) she was excited to finally get to meet
"there is no way that this kid is a rapper"
thought his teenage appearance was super adorable, and created an interesting balance between himself and his rapper persona
once he finally began to open up, she absolutely fell in love with his sense of humor
almost instantly, she wanted to be his friend and hang out more with him
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LEE FELIX
- surprisingly, jae-lynn and felix did NOT meet though chan, but they accidentally met on a gaming chat room about a year before skz was a thing
- felix's first impression of jae :
he thought she was REALLY good at games, and always wanted her to be on his team whenever they played league of legends or any first-person shooter game
thought jae's commentary of whatever they were playing to be hilarious and would butt-in with his own comments
even after they finished their game, they would stay 'on-call' with one another
eventually he found out that she was ALSO a jyp trainee, and his appreciation for her grew more
loved how he could just talk to her about anything without fear of being judged
EVENTUALLY the two met irl and felix has clung to her side since then
found her to be inwardly and outwardly beautiful, and always enjoyed his time with her (both in-game and irl)
- jae's first impression of felix :
"WOW - that's a deep voice 😳👀"
she was super shocked when he told her that he was a '00 liner
wanted to baby him from the start - whenever they played games, she'd tank through so felix wouldn't even have to move a muscle
very much so simp, very much so "noona will do it" energy
thought his australian accent was cool and even mentioned that she had an irl friend who was from australia without knowing that felix already knew chan bc he was also a jyp trainee
liked how he would just call her at random times just to share weird ideas or to tell her about something funny that happened to him during his day
she always thought he was a super sweet boy with the most pure of intentions, and when they met irl her love for the boy became much greater 🥺💓
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KIM SEUNGMIN
- jae says that she met seungmin before they debuted during their back-to-back vocal lessons at the jyp building
- seungmin disagrees and believes that the first time they met was the day skz had their first dance practice meeting, but let's face it, neither would be able to remember even if they tried lol
- seungmin's first impression of jae :
pure confusion
why is she here???
didn't really understand why she was being added to the skz line-up to begin with, but tried to keep out of it and move on
was lowkey kinda nervous bc co-ed kpop groups usually don't sell very well
thought she dressed in very dark clothes, which he didn't necessarily like on her, but he wasn't going to say anything
he was slightly judging her the whole time, mostly because he gave her something to judge her on - not in a mean way, but in a 'do you pass the test to get my respect' type of way.
if he didn't try keeping his walls up around her, he felt like she would actually be super kind to him and be a good older sister type of figure
- jae's first impression of seungmin :
according to jae, when they met at their vocal lessons, seungmin seemed a little nervous, but was humming his practice song under his breath
he gave her a short yet respectful greeting before getting back to work
he seemed to be very well prepared, and honeslty... even back then,, his vocals were SO pretty
his readiness actually made her kind of nervous 😬
found him to appear very mature and handled for his age, and admired it. but at the same time it made her kinda sad cause he also looked super young.
jae thought seungmin was very dedicated and well practiced.
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YANG JEONGIN
- jae and jeongin met at one of the JYPE showcases around one year before stray kids.
- jeongin’s first impression of jae-lynn : 
found jae to be so loud, yet she had NO parts in her group performance.
since he was performing in a group with bangchan, he knew that the two trainees were close, so when he watched the performance he kept an eye on her. 
thought it was a shame that they didn’t utilize her more in the group choreo / performance. 
wondered if there was a reason why they didn’t want her to center often (”maybe she’s a terrible singer, or maybe she hiccups when she tries to dance and rap at the same time, or maybeee she sweats a lot and they don’t want the audience to see or maybe—”) 
chan introduced them after the showcase, and they shared a meal with each other.
jeongin found jae to be someone he could feel comfortable around, but still was intimidated by her, because she was an older girl. 
- jae-lynn’s first impression of jeongin : 
“I didn’t know they were making even babier babies these days!” 
SMITTEN. 100%. 
found jeongin to be an expressive performer during his group’s showcase performance. 
jae heard of him through chan, so, similar to jeongin, she kept an eye on him. 
when they were eating dinner after, jeongin seemed super calculated. as if he had to tell himself to smile at times, which kind of pulled him from the group’s conversation.
related to his self-awareness, and gave him much of her attention, creating small talk to keep him present. 
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“Slithering in our grasp” Triple A (Asa, Akemi, and Amaya) and Keiichirou (@gingerall ‘s oc!)
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A/N: Well… Its been super long since I made a fanfic, hasn’t it? Not to mention I barely made a fanfic with someone else’s oc! After a long long time, I finally got to writing my OCs with @gingerall’s OC Keiichirou which takes place in one of his fics called Eden and its downfall. I really hope I did him justice for you! Also I’m really curious as to how he would react to my OCs, especially Akemi…👀👀👀
The Sakamaki manor’s atmosphere seemed to have changed over the past few days. Never mind its usual macabre atmosphere and the faint stench of death from corpses past present it the earth below.
No. That is not the case, it all started when the current sacrificial bride decided to bring another man into the manor’s doors, for a school project, apparently. It was a strange school project not even the sadistic triplets knew or even heard in class, that is if they even paid attention in class. “I swear on it, Reiji! There is no project! That bastard is playing with us!!” Ayato exclaimed, running his hands over his ruby red hair in frustration, clearly starting to doubt himself and his memories of school fogged over the random things he thought of during class: Takoyaki, basketball, big breasts, whatever.
Reiji removed his glasses to wipe them, “Like I said, it would be beneficial for her to learn from Mr. Seong, her grades have been slipping as of late this year.” He explains cooly as he pushes his glasses back on. Ayato looks over at his older brother angrily before storming off in a random direction. “Stupid Reiji! What is he trying to fucking pull here? How dare Chichinashi bring another guy in her room who isn’t Ore-sama?” Ayato grumbled as he stomps his way down the corridor, paying no mind to the expensive porcelain on display, the assortment of portraits of several people he didn’t give two shits about hanging on the walls with their black stares nor did he pay any mind to who was in front of his way, fumbling over his phone as Ayato bumped into him.
“Oi, watch where ya going, you idiot!” The youngest snarled, the grip around his phone tightened as he scolds his older narcissistic brother only to curse out again as his phone beeps, “Fuck! Why won’t she pick up? Come on, come on already…” Subaru groaned in frustration while dialing the number on his phone again, his ear pressed harshly at the recently cracked screen to hear the phone ring. “Hah? Says you! You’re blocking my way! Why the fuck are you on the phone for?!” Ayato questioned the youngest, grabbing the phone from his hand without warning to look at the screen. “Shut up, I’m trying the get that jerk out of here! Give me my phone back!” Subaru hollered as he tussled with Ayato over the cracked phone that was still ringing in his palm.
“Subaru! Whatcha calling me for? Me and the others are just about on our way back from shopping. Did you want anything? Snacks? Some trinkets for your emo outfits? I can ask the familiars to go shopping again if you want since we’re like, in the car so you have to send me a list.” A preppy voice calls out, filling the room and stopping the two vampires from their fight, emerald eyes widen in recognition at the sound of the girl’s voice from the phone. Ayato takes the chance to push Subaru away, “Oi! Give the phone to Ghost Eyes for fucks sake! It’s urgent!” Ayato demanded, pressing his ear against the phone harder in hopes of hearing the girl better through the low signal as Subaru tried to claw at him to retrieve his phone. “Huh? Did you want to talk to Asa? She’s busy now, working for your father, remember? It’s Thursday, her busiest day?” Amaya stated bluntly, her voice choppy over the phone, “Anyways, Me and Akemi are just about on our way back anyway, why are you so bossy with me Ayato? Where’s Subaru? Why do you have his phone?” Before Ayato could answer, Subaru finally snatched the phone out of the other vampire’s grasp. “YUI BROUGHT A SHADY FUCK OVER! HE’S IN HER ROOM RIGHT NOW!” Subaru yelled at the phone frantically, shaking his phone as the call went quiet.
After what felt like forever, the moment of silence finally broke, “What do you mean?!! How did this happen??” Another voice rings out, her voice grows pitchy and high with worry. “Akemi, wait! Don’t pull at the phone! I’ll put it on speaker right now!” Amaya urged, the sound of static and shuffling can be heard from the other side. Subaru’s face softened slightly, trying to calm himself down after his outrage, “So? When are you coming back? Are you nearby?” He asks carefully in hopes of calming the distressed girl as white noise rings out from the phone. “It’s just trees and more trees at this point. I’m not sure if we’re even halfway?” Akemi groaned in frustration, “Yesh, it's been like, what? Almost a century since we came here and we still live neck deep into the forest- WAIT A SECOND, I THINK I SEE THE MANOR ALREADY, HOLD ON-“ Amaya squealed over the phone, the sound of a door opening and a pair of footstep can be heard from outside and in the phone, Ayato and Subaru wasted no time to dash over to the manor’s doors and slammed them open, letting the two other vampires inside. “Subaru, Ayato! Please stay put while we go to her room, don’t do anything rash, got it?!” Akemi hollered, already making her way up the stairs with Amaya close by, trailing after her.
Panting. Amaya does her best to catch up to her sister, running as fast as her legs can carry her as Akemi turns to another corner, “Akemi! Wait up a moment! Come on! Slow down!” Amaya yelled frantically, reaching her hand out towards her sister’s hand, and clasping it between hers. “DON’T TOUCH ME!“ Akemi cried out, her breath hitched in shock, causing her to stop abruptly and almost fall to her knees as she looked at Amaya over her shoulder, eyes wide and alight with small flames flickering at her blond lashes. “Hah…Haah… haah… hah” Akemi panted, yanking Amaya's hands off hers as beads of sweat stuck to her bangs and face which had grown paler with worry. “Akemi…?” Amaya called out carefully, making sure she didn’t step too close to her sister’s space, panicked, fiery blue eyes never left hers until the licks of flames had dissipated. “Kemi… you good now...? … You know I didn’t mean to do that…” Amaya whispered, trying to find the courage to stretch her hand out for her sister to hold. Akemi pursed her lips together and shook her head to get herself together, “Yeah, I’m fine… thank you, Amaya.” she breathed out as she took her younger sister’s hand in hers to pull herself up on her feet. Amaya’s dark brows furrow at the blonde “You gotta stop pushing yourself when it comes to stuff like this, Kemi.” Akemi could only nod once as they made their way to Yui’s room, hands linked together, “Come on, that ‘shady guy’ might still be inside Yui’s room,” Amaya urged, tugging at Akemi’s hand as they slowly reached to Yui’s door to the vampires’ surprise, was slightly ajar.
Just open enough for the two to hear light laughter through the door.
“Really, Keiichirou-san, I’m so grateful for your help.” A familiar voice chimed from the open door; Akemi quickly peeked through the small gap to inspect further. She presses her hand against the door and the knob with the other, careful not to make the door move as she looks through the gap to find Yui perched on her bed, a genuine smile on her lips towards what Akemi can only guess to be the young man that Subaru mentioned over the phone, an enigmatic student that she never bothered to interact with until now. “Hey, please don’t say such things, sweetheart. Remember what I said earlier?” A deep voice rings out from the room, Akemi frowns but stays where she is to not alarm the culprit behind the door, “I appreciate you; I hope you won’t forget it, Yui.” Keiichirou states softly as he pulls the small blonde girl into his arms, hugging her so intimately that Amaya lets out a small gasp at the sight.
Taken aback, Akemi tears her eyes from the two humans before her to silence her younger sister, “H-hey! Don’t look at me like that! I didn’t know Yui had a crush of sorts!” Amaya whispered fiercely, waving her hands dramatically as she tried to contain her excitement. “Did you see those shoulders??? He must be the handsome type! Aren’t you curious to see his face, Kemi?” Amaya squeaks as she peers at the gap, trying to glimpse at the red-haired human’s face as she presses herself against Akemi’s back. “Amaya, hush. They’ll hear us, keep it down.” Akemi scolds her fangirling younger sister, gently pushing her away from the door. Letting out a huff, Akemi turns back to the door to keep her eye on Yui and this ‘Keiichirou’ man. Hoping he was too focused on Yui to notice them.
Until a pair of icy blue eyes met hers.
Akemi forced herself from flinching away from this man’s gaze, to stand her ground and wait for his next move as his red lashes fluttered toward Yui, “That’s strange, it seems like I’ve forgotten to close the door properly…” Keiichirou noted to himself out loud, causing Yui to jump slightly, “I-Is that so? I can go close it just in case…” she slowly stuttered out until Keiichirou lifted his hand to reassure her with an easy smile on his face, “No no, no need, I can do it. It would be worrying if someone was sticking their nose where shouldn’t be.” He laughed lightly as he sauntered his way toward the door, his eyes flickered toward Akemi’s as he flashed her a knowing smile, sending shivers down her spine. Akemi’s mind started racing, ‘If he opens the door and exposes us, Yui will depend on Keiichirou more… but I don’t want to leave her with him, in her bedroom of all places!’ the blonde vampire cursed under her breath at the thought as Keiichirou gets closer, his long fingers grazing against the doorknob.
Thinking quickly, Akemi knocks on the door.
Keiichirou cocks his head to the side, curious.
“Yui? Are you in your room? We just got back from the mall.” Akemi calls out, knocking again for good measure as she glares at the red-haired human through the gap. Keiichirou’s soft lips parted, his eyes never leaving Akemi’s, even as Yui brushed past him to open the door. “Akemi-san! Amaya-san! Welcome back.” Yui exclaimed, giving the two vampires a small polite smile as Amaya pulled Yui into a tight hug, “It’s good to be back, you must have been lonely, haven’t you? Who’s your friend over there, hm?” Amaya hummed with a smile spread on her lips as she looked over to the red-haired human with questioning eyes. “Seong, Keiichirou Seong, pleased to meet you. I came here to help Yui on a school project.” he introduces himself, holding his hand out as he gives both vampires his best genuine smile. Akemi purses her pink lips as she takes Keiichirou’s hand in hers, shaking it firmly, “Pleased to meet you… I’m Akemi Sakamaki, this is my younger sister Amaya.” Akemi explained, pointing at her younger sister who gave Keiichirou a small wave, “Um… thank you for helping Yui out with the project while we were out. We were kinda busy.” Amaya mumbled, twirling her long black hair between her fingers. “Haha, it wasn’t too bad. We just finished it just about now.” Keiichirou laughs as he pulls out his phone to look at the time, “Oh dear, would you look at the time? I’m sorry about this but I need to call my driver to take me back home. It's such a shame, I would have liked to talk to you more.” Keiichirou lets out a sigh, feigning disappointment as his eyes find his way to Akemi once more, who only gives him a small, exasperated huff. "Well, it's quite late now, after all, I’m sure you have other places to be.” Akemi waves a dismissive hand as she lightly pushes at the boy’s wide back towards the other side of the door.
“Well then, farewell, Keiichirou Seong.”
Before Keiichirou could turn around, the door shuts in his face, leaving him alone to stare and huff in annoyance at the polished wood. On the other side of the door, Akemi turns her head towards the sacrificial bride, her delicate features now twisted in fear. “Akemi-san… why did you do that?” Yui asked quietly, “It’s all my fault, he didn’t do anything wrong, I promise…” She stuttered before the two vampires, her hands shaking as warm hands enveloped hers. “No… no, it's nothing like that, I promise. We were just worried” Akemi hushes, squeezing the human’s hands gently. Yui’s pink eyes cast down to the floor, her blonde bangs hiding her frown, “… But he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. He treats me like I’m… normal…” Yui pressed firmly, her lips trembling as she tried to bite back her grief. Amaya’s face softens at the sight and places her hand on the girl’s shoulders, “Hey, come on, Yui. I know that your situation is not… Ideal in any way but if this keeps happening, you and this guy could get into big trouble if this continues…” Amaya murmured, trying not to wince at the sight of Yui’s expression growing more detached as she tried to reason with her.
“… I’m grateful for your concern but can I be alone for a while…? I’m kind of tired.” Yui mumbled quietly, retreating herself away from Amaya’s grasp, “I’ll be sure to think about it… I’m not sure if he even knows that both of you are vampires.” Akemi eyes widen at the human’s words as Amaya lets out a soft gasp, “O…ok, we can leave right now… see you later?” Amaya stuttered, unsure what to do but her feet were already making their way out of the human’s room. “That didn’t go well…” Akemi sighed, combing through her blond curls in frustration as they walk down the manor’s hallway, “No shit, we sounded like assholes to her.” Amaya groaned in return, thinking back at her words and Yui’s crestfallen face, “…Maybe they should at least hang out in school in between classes? Keiichirou seems nice?”. Akemi shook her head, looking over the large window of the manor, catching a glimpse of Keiichirou leaning against the gate, “I don’t know, he seems a little off to me.” She frowns at the thought, watching the young man’s red hair get blown in the cold night’s wind with a faint line of smoke emitting where his soft lips should be. Akemi crinkles her nose at the pseudo-scent of cigarette smoke filling her nostrils, she shakes her head at the memories filling her head, rubbing her hands together, dissipating the small blue embers in between. Even after all the years of practicing, old habit seems to die hard.
“Keiichirou Seong… just what is he planning to do?”
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shankschewtoy · 2 years
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Hcs or scenario of Law falling for someone that is exactly like luffy pls & thank u 🙏💕
a/n - omg Luffy gives Law so much stress and anxiety lmao it’d be funny if he had an s/o like that too 😭
Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, law having crippling stress and anxiety, I put Luffy in here for no reason 💀
“You’re just like him.”
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- It’s no wonder you’re best friends with Luffy-
- you two are so similar it’s crazy
- Luffy’s “friend” suffers from crippling anxiety and stress because of his shenanigans
- But with you, he can KIND OF tolerate you
- he doesn’t know why-
- dw you still give him anxiety 👍
- one (out of the many dumbass moments you’ve had) time you accidentally fell into the super tiny gap between your bed and the wall
- (I did this at 1 in the morning last night 💀)
- You didn’t even know how you fit in there, but the problem was that your limbs were all tangled in the weirdest positions ever
- and my god it hurt
- you managed to call Law since he usually saved your ass when stuff like this happened
- you were practically sounding like you were going to cry over the phone
- So Law immediately ran towards your home, banging down the door and running up the stairs as fast as he could
- He was having a mini heart attack- what if something was really wrong?!
- when he found you, he had the most dead-pan “you’re a dumbass” expression on his face
- mf just started to walk away at that point he’s done- 💀
- “WAIT LAW- PLEASE THIS REALLY HURTS-!”
- he struggled to pull you out since you were literally wedged in the crevice 🗿
- He had to lean all the way back, using his body weight before you finally slipped out
- You managed to fall straight on top of him, and law tried to hide his blushing cheeks 😭
- “get off me y/n.”
- You always had some kind of new scrape or bruise from being clumsy, so Law tried to fix every single thing on you
- he also lectures you 24/7 while knowing you don’t listen to shit he says 💀
- Man wants you to be safe, and worries about you a lot lmao
- also this is just a really dumb moment you had with your bestie Luffy
- you both decided it’d be so fun to try and swim in the ocean during the weekend
- (you both have devil fruit abilities)
- yeah. Guess how that went?
- Mhm. You drowned.
- FORTUNATELY- everyone else decided to tag along, and Law almost immediately saw you both drowning
- emo man can’t swim 🗿 so what’s he gonna do
- yea. PANIC (and shove people in to save you)
- Bitch literally shoved Zoro into the water to save you
- He also shoved in the simp love cook
- When Sanji came back with you in his arms, Law immediately performed a checkup on you, making sure you were breathing and everything
- (Zoro just stepped on Luffy, pushing the water out of his balloon stomach 💀)
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- Yes, there was a rainbow ✨🌈
- Law was shouting at you for about 45 minutes 😭
- you give this man so much fucking stress and he doesn’t even know why he likes you so much
- he just- does
- He could yell at you over and over again and never get tired of you 🥺
- but still his anxiety got 10x worse once he met you 🗿
- pls stop giving him minor heart attacks
- I don’t think his body can take it anymore 💀
- ALSO- for the scenario, I think that both you and Luffy would be the worst drivers of the year so- yep 👌
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Scenario - “You’re going to be the death of me….” 💀
(This is a modern scenario :)
Law was silently reading a book, laying on the couch, happily enjoying the peace and quiet in his room. The book was interesting to him, it was one of his favorite comic books after all. Everything was great, it was peaceful, calm, and quiet. Until he heard tires screech outside. He almost threw his book in the air from being spooked like that. He opened the blinds of his room, and he saw you standing outside and waving your arms at his window. You were standing next to a quite- beat up car.. He sighed heavily, looks like his quiet moment was over before it even began.. He reluctantly opened the door, walking outside to meet your smiling face. “Y/n-ya, what are you doing with a car..?” He asked with a tired and confused expression. “I thought we could take it for a drive! Luffy said I’m a good driver.” You said pridefully, smiling up at him brightly. He knew he’d regret his decision.. But how could he say know to that sunshine of a smile you had? “Fine.” He replied quietly, getting into the passenger seat. You looked so happy and excited to show Law your “decent” driving skills.
Hopping into the drivers seat, you made Law had his seatbelt on first! That’s the first thing you learned- “safety first” right? Law sighed, buckling your seatbelt for you, “You have to put on a seatbelt..” He grumbled with an irritated tone. “Whoops.” You replied with a giggle, getting your hands on the wheel with determination and excitement in your eyes. It was almost as if you were sparkling with anticipation. Law found it cute, seeing how excited and determined you were to show him your driving skills.. But he was also holding onto his seatbelt for his life, making sure he wouldn’t fall out of the seat if anything were to happen. “Ok! Ready…? Set. GO!” You said, pressing on the gas pedal with most of your weight. The car wouldn’t move, and you looked so disappointed. Law almost started laughing, “Why won’t it go?!” You shouted, looking around, and tapping different buttons on the car. Law saw your keys sitting on the dashboard, and he sighed with a laugh at how panicked you looked. He grabbed them and started the car engine with the keys, “OHHHHHHH-!” You said with amazed eyes. “Thanks Law!” You shouted happily, now pushing your weight on the gas pedal.
But wait… Why was everything outside of the car moving in front of you? Wait a damn minute. “Y/N-YA YOU’RE ON REVERSE-!” Law yelled, looking behind at the nearing wall that you were about to crash into. “WHAT?!” You screamed, immediately shifting the car out of reverse. You slammed your foot on the brakes, and Law’s head whipped forward with the sudden movement. It made him dizzy, and he almost saw his life flash before his eyes. “Ok… Phew that was kind close haha!” You laughed, wiping the sweat off your forehead with relief. “Y/n. We could’ve fucking died.” He said, grabbing you by your shoulders with wide eyes. “Sorry-!” You replied, stepping on the gas pedal, making Law fly back into his seat. Law’s eyes were wide with worry and anxiety, his body was shaking with stress. “WHOOO HOOOOO!” You screamed excitedly, taking your hands off the wheel and waving them in the air. “HANDS ON THE WHEEL-!” He yelled, slamming your hands back on the steering wheel. You swerved around approaching cars, almost barely escaping a car crash everytime you passed someone. Law reached up, trying to find the hand rest on the side of the door. But it wasn’t there, he fumbled around, trying to frantically grab onto something. “Y/n-ya where’s the hand rest?!” He shouted, clearly panicking. “It broke off last time I crashed!” You replied rather light heartedly. “Last time you wh-?!” He started to shout before you sharply turned to the right, making Law fly around in his seat. The seatbelt almost did nothing for him- but at least there was something keeping him alive. You laughed happily, continuing to speed rather quickly down the roads. “Law isn’t this fun?!” You shouted, looking towards him. Law looked absolutely petrified, he looked like a cat who was desperately clinging onto the door handle for his life.
When he looked forward again, he saw the familiar faces of his friends. Luffy and Zoro were walking across the street, talking and obviously not paying attention. “Y/N STOP STOP STOP-!” He yelled, grabbing your arm tightly. You looked forward and screamed, slamming your hand on the horn. Zoro yelped, looking at the approaching car as he jumped out of the way as fast as he could. Luffy was confused, “Huh?? What are you doing Zoro?!” Luffy shouted, staring at him with a dazed expression. “LUFFY MOVE YOUR ASS!” He yelled, running towards him to try and move him out of the way. You instantly slammed your foot on the brakes, the car skidding as it slowed down. You were going so fast that it was hard for the tires to grab the ground. Law closed his eyes, it was embarrassing how petrified he looked. You cling onto him, wrapping your arms around him tightly while screaming and trying to shove more weight onto the brake pedal. You both closed your eyes, hugging each other and just praying that Luffy would either move, or the car would stop in time. Once you both felt the car stop, you slowly opened your eyes, and to your surprise, Luffy was still standing there. “Huh? OH Y/N HI!” He shouted, jumping up and down while waving his arms excitedly. Law was shaking, his fists clenched so tightly his fingers were turning purple. “You… Are going to be the death of me, y/n.” He said slowly, looking at you with a tired and petrified expression. “Hehe- don’t worry! I won’t let you die!” You replied with a smile. “I MEAN YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S GOING TO KILL ME IDIOT!”
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a/n - I love law 😭 and this was the goofiest thing I’ve written today I loved it sm ty for the request anon >:)
<3
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scruffyssketchbook · 7 months
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how was old eevolves like?
It was written by an 11 year old. And it shows.
Shun had both Naruto and Avatar powers (he could bend all 4 elements and do Ninja Jutsu/control his chakra). And was a Mary Sue. I focused so much on Shun x May that it seemed like they were the main characters and everyone else was a side character. Eve’s dolls in ssec were in old Eevolves but Ruby owned them. Ofc, no June. Shun made them and they could talk because ofc they can. Sylveon wasn’t a thing when I wrote old Eevolves so Ruby liked Randy and there was no love triangle there. Max was never in the series cause him and his best friend Jax went away to learn ninjutsu from a Naruto ninja master. He wanted to get stronger so April will notice him. Which he did. Ex (or X) was an evil shiny Umbreon named UMBREON X and he was obsessed with Flora and he led a group of shiny Pokémon that terrorized everywhere, and ofc, Mary Shun had to stop him with his cool bad ass Naruto powers. Umbreon X also eventually got April Pregnant. Why April? She had nothing going for her so I thought it’ll bring her back into the story. It didn’t. :V She ended up hiding the baby from everyone. I forgot her son’s name. It’s probably Keith. Keith won’t be in New Eevolves and April is not getting pregnant either. Randy was a runt (like Vay is) and apparently it was Shun’s fault???? Idk. They had a big fight about it (with curse words and all) and Mary Shun with all his edge on display was like “ya…… come with me…….” “Leafeon……. It’s my fault….”. Randy is still oblivious as Ever with how Ruby feels about him, and only realizes when she heard her tell someone else. When he confronts her about this, she lists off the whole cast, saying the Eevolves main characters by their Eeveelution name but every other Eeveelution character by their actual name.
Mary Shun (who was Literally Black from ES but more Emo and Edgy) got super emo around May, so he leaves and May is heart broken for years until a kind Glaceon boy made her happy again and when Shun comes back against his will she still chooses SHUN AND NOT THE CUTE NICE GLACEON BOY WHO HELPED HER THROUGH ALL HER SAD TIMES. (The cute Glaceon character is in new Eevolves too, trying to find a name for him because I don’t remember his old name.) Speaking about Mary Shun, he at the ripe age of 12, had a mate and a child on the way, but both were killed by a Pokémon attack right in front of him (Ofc he killed the Pokémon who did it afterwards) and that is how he became edgy mc Edgelord. Also he borderline hated May and always told her to leave him alone and insulted things she liked. But OFC he had a soft spot for her cause she reminded him of his dead wife *eye roll* literal Tsundere. There is a picture I drew of him and said dead wife, they look like adults. Randy is playing a game with Ruby next to them and they look like literal babies. These characters are NOT THAT FAR IN AGE FROM EACHOTHER. Also ofc there are Eevolves kids too, they have their OWN drama. And one of them ofc is a Ninjutsu master at the ripe age of 4 years old. (Eevolves uses human aging, not SSEC aging btw). Everyone had dead or missing parents. Flora and Max’s parents died in a fire, April and May’s mom died and their dad was missing, Jet never knew his parents, Ruby’s parent abandoned her, Shun and Randy’s parents- are actually alive but Shun disowned them along with his older brother. So they were mostly living on their own. From a young age. No family or cousins or anything. Max evolved into a Jolteon btw.
BRO I JUST FOUND AN IMAGE OF MAY SAYING “WANNA BE THE SANTA IN MY SLEIGH” TO SHUN WUT LOLLLLLLLLLLL HELP I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 11
All of this ofc. Is changing.
I feel like the only thing not changing completely is Jet’s backstory, because HONESTLY. It’s the most grounded. I completely overhauled Shun’s personality, gave April more personality, changed everything with Max, gave them actual parental figures (well not Shun, his Parents stays borderline disowned, but the rest do have parental figures) and in general made the story like- not seem like it was written by a 11 year old.
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panlight · 2 years
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Anon please? Did you see that someone who got got to read Forever Dawn did an AMA on Reddit? She also has a tiktok called "Twilight_revamped" where she discusses some of the things that happen in the Forever Dawn draft. You should check it out, I would love to hear your thoughts!
This is fascinating.
It seems legit?
I had heard vaguely about the tiktoks but was skeptical; having more background info on the AMA reassures me a bit.
I don't know a ton about how the copyright office works but from the little I remember from library school this tracks. tl;dr a copy of Forever Dawn was submitted to the Library of Congress for copyright purposes (literally just printed off the computer and put in a binder. Not a "book"). You can go and read it but you have to plan way in advance and pay like $200 in fees for them to search and retrieve it for you. That's generally how archives work.
Find it REALLY interesting that in this version, Bella wanted to be a mom and has "baby fever" because (spoilers for a book that wasn't and will never be published, I guess?) Renee and Phil had a baby boy, and Bella was a doting sister, and Edward's all emo that Bella will never be able to be a mom. When they find out she's pregnant, Edward instantly understands Bella will want to keep it instead of him assuming she's horrified and wants it gone in BD.
Apparently the wolves know about the pregnancy but don't super care.
There's also something about the Volturi making Bella fight Victoria that at first I was like ". . . sure, Jan," but then it goes on to say that Bella's at the end of her newborn year so she knows she'll lose, so instead she leads Victoria to the wolves who are hiding in the woods and THEY kill her which tracks with what SM said on her FAQ that the wolves kill Victoria at the confrontation and she's the only death.
Also apparently Nessie is actually more of a baby?! Omg that already makes it way better.
Edward picked the name "Carlie," which lmao yeah he would name his kid after Carlisle (and Charlie too but c'mon).
Jacob still imprints but only visits occasionally, doesn't basically live with them, and Nessie "adores 'her doggy.'" Which, YIKES SM he's a human person! But it does point to Nessie not being a super genius. In BD, she says instead how she loves "wolf people, like my Jacob." Which . . . okay I hate both of those actually.
Apparently FD does blatantly say that "imprinting is how werewolves find their mates," though so that removes all doubt about whether or not it will be romantic in the future. Blech.
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Hello there! Are you doing requests? If yes, can you do some dating headcanons for Seth, Poe and Scale pls?
yes, absolutely! some of my favorite bois <3 <3 <3
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POE
Honestly, dating him is about what you’d expect, with a few little surprises sprinkled in for fun. Gotta keep things fresh, can’t have you getting super bored of him. He’s the kind of guy who likes to hang out in graveyards and he’s a bit morbid… but at the same time, he’s definitely down-to-Earth. Compared to some of the other guys, he’s almost normal.
Writes poetry about you sometimes? While he doesn’t advertise it, he’s a romantic at heart. He likes doing those sappy things, comparing the touch of your hand in his hair to the cool breeze of a mausoleum, and your kiss is like the first breath that the dead take upon resurrection… perhaps he keeps writing these things because you’re the first person to truly appreciate his dark, flowery language.
He texts you a lot, especially if you have a job or studies that keep you away. He’s got more free time, being a student (one who can admit to slacking off somewhat in areas which don’t interest him), so he can get slightly bored and when he’s bored, his mind wanders to you. To see Hey. Hanging out in the library. And I’m thinking of you. I might check out this book… wanna come summon demons with me later? ;) with a picture of him smirking behind some ancient-looking tome makes you very happy. Maybe you’ll even consider it! Would be a hell of a way to spend a Saturday night, huh?
‘Melancholy flower’/’melon cauliflower’ for a vegan emo isn’t the only pun he has up his sleeve. He’s also got other small references too, and puns aren’t his preferred method of one-lining. If it’ll get you to smile, however, he’ll use them. Particularly if he feels awkward and doesn’t think he has much else to say, he’ll pun. A well-timed quip of, “Well, look at that. Good for them; they’ve got one foot in the rave.” in response to a couple of elderly partygoers decked out in glow sticks will have you giggling, at least. Or he hopes it will. He almost wishes you’d never stop laughing, it’s the best sound he’s ever heard.
In addition to just texting you a bunch, he also loves to send you naughty pictures. Nothing too bad that anyone else would be appalled to seeing on your phone… just tiny things to tease you. Photos of him wearing a new pair of skeleton underwear accompanied by a caption of, What do you think? Too many bones? 😉 Or maybe a pic of his hand resting on his bare thigh, with the excuse that he wants to know what you think of the nail polish he just put on. All’s fair, isn’t it? He definitely wants you thinking about him.
For all that he pretends to be a dark and troubled bad boy, his ideal date night is… getting some takeout, watching a horror flick, and falling asleep on the couch cuddled up in your arms. (Or with you cuddled in his. He’s not picky about that part, as long as there’s cuddling going on!) Often when that happens, he’ll wake up in the middle of the night, gaze fondly at you for a few minutes, and then drift off with a hint of a smile on his face. It’s so disgustingly domestic and he hates how much he loves it.
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A relationship?? What’s… what’s that??? He’s clueless. And he’s not clueless by virtue of not being intelligent, because he’s very smart. He just… has struggled in connecting with people, for a very long time. Before you, he never really had romance with anyone. His mind was laser-focused on his job, so it was as if he never had time for anything else. Just… be patient with him. He loves you, but he’s very much still learning how to exist inside a romantic relationship.
That said, he’s surprisingly good at knowing how to be a partner. That might be mostly because he’s aware and observant, to the point that he just… notices things about you. He knows what your preferred morning drink is, and he knows what it looks like when you’re tired or in pain, and his heart has begun to beat to match the cadence of your speech. And if there’s something he doesn’t know, he has no shame in asking. (Well… usually.) He brings you a drink or painkillers if you need, encourages you to rest when it seems you’ve been overworking, and he knows how to make you laugh. He very much takes pride in being the best partner for you that he can be.
Uh. Well. It’s. It’s just. He’s an assassin! He’s a serial killer who takes commissions! His lifestyle, while entirely badass as far as he’s concerned, is also dangerous. He’s excellent at what he does, but the fact is that sometimes he has a bad day or his target has a good day. To say nothing of rivalries or competition between assassins, particularly during ‘open’ hits that directly pit them against each other. He will come home injured, it’s just a matter of when it happens. Hopefully you’re not too attached to your carpets, because he’ll stagger in dripping blood all over them, begging you to let him take care of himself. Of course, that’s impossible, so there will definitely be times you’ll have to patch him up in the bathroom. He can’t go to the hospital, right? He… he trusts you to take care of him.
He has quite the singing voice, even if he vehemently denies that he likes to sing. Often he’ll start by humming while the two of you are relaxing and snuggling, and if you insist on watching a musical during movie night, he’ll usually start to sing along in a low voice. For whatever reason he’s embarrassed by it! Although the urge to sing ‘rose’ when he got transformed into a dragon, that is absolutely not to say it wasn’t there before. Singing relaxes him, and it might just be because he’s unpracticed in being vulnerable around people that singing in front of others, even you, flusters him a bit. Though… he likes it if you fall asleep to his singing. That’s flattering.
He can get… possessive. Nowhere near Cole levels of possessive or anything, but his one sore spot is that he is petrified of the idea that he might not be ‘cool’ in your eyes. He’s convinced that you’ll wake up one day, look at him, and go, “Oh, my GOD, you’re so boring.” before walking out of his life forever. And he can’t take that. He will do literally anything in the name of keeping you interested in him. Actually, up to and including admitting that he’s afraid you think he’s boring and that you’re going to leave him. However, it’s a win-win; you get the emotional openness and some meaningful intimacy out of him, and he gets the reassurance that you’re super fascinated with him and you’re not going anywhere. Honesty is SEXY!!!
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Is it getting hot in here, or is just because he’s dragging the essence of hell behind him? Who knows at this point? It’s really his game and you’re just along for the ride. Maybe that’s how you like it. If that wasn’t how you like it, you probably wouldn’t be with him. He likes to do dangerous things, so you’ll have to be careful exactly which ones you do with him. He forgets sometimes that humans can’t take the kinds of abuse that demons can! So if he mentions a ‘vacation’ to his ‘hometown’ by ‘a beautiful lake’, guide him toward something else. That beautiful lake is made of fire, down in hell, and to you it’d be less a vacation and more like a nightmare. Oops! He tried.
Shockingly okay with the whole arrangement he has going with you. It’s a shame he can’t manipulate you, because you sort of see through all his tricks and no-sell any of the bad ideas, but he’s not too broken up. He’s convinced he’ll eventually find something you’ll fall for, so now he’s just biding his time. Except… during that time, he finds himself actually falling for you. That comes with not wanting to hurt you or betray your trust, which means that slowly he loses the urge to manipulate you at all. He goes from wanting your soul to just wanting your heart. Awwwww~!
You wanna wear his hoodie? He’ll let you wear his hoodie. Hell, if his clothes fit you, he’ll let you wear all of them. Not only is he totally fine walking around wearing very little or nothing at all, demons are possessive creatures by nature. It hits that button to see you covered in things that are his, which makes him a very happy little shit-stirrer. You’re so hot wearing all his clothes, (or, indeed, wearing replicas of them if his happen not to fit you), he might just decide to pin you down and kiss every inch of you.
Yes, he’s a demon. And a troublemaker. However, he’s also the Avatar of Woe. Being that he is that, he… has this strange kind of depression. His boredom and anguish and occasional apathy drive him to seek thrills, usually. Other times, though, the woe part overtakes him entirely. If he’s allowed himself to be vulnerable with you, there are times you’ll find him in bed, sobbing uncharacteristically, bunched up in the blankets and completely lost in sorrow. How you react will determine whether or not he lets you see that side of him ever again. As much of a front as he puts up, when the woe hits, all he really wants is to be held and comforted and know you’re there for him.
He’s kind of always touching you in some way, almost as if to stake his claim on you. If the two of you are out walking, he’s holding your hand. If you’re sitting around, he’s got an arm around your waist. He likes to have his hands on you, he likes to be touching and kissing and cuddling. In some ways he forgot what it was like to have a real romance with somebody, and apparently, he’s missed all those small, normal, soft touches. He’s making up for lost time and massive amounts of touch starvation, sue him!
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history of panic! at the disco except I’m only a moderate fan, so it’s not 100% accurate and I had to fill in some gaps with my imagination, so you definitely shouldn’t quote me on any of this
it is currently 1 am and this is the only thing in my head, so let’s go.
have I listened to every p!atd song? yes. do I know the history? absolutely not.
so, Las Vegas, right? there’s a bunch of high school guys who are in a band and everything is going great, but uh oh, they need some back up vocals. local loser teen Brendon Urie comes to the rescue with his mediocre singing skills (he can’t sing) (at least not yet) so the band reluctantly takes him on. they play a few shows, so pretty good for a high school band, then they release an album. did they get signed to a record label first? uhhhh, I’m gonna say yes. its Vegas, they might as well have been.
so they write their first album, “a fever you can’t sweat out”, and it does well! “I write sins not tragedies” does absolutely fantastic in particular. it’s emo, it’s young, and their target audience approves.
riding off that high, they do what any other self respecting cool, hip, emo band would do and they write a psychedelic folk album. because duh. and using my knowledge that the first track states “we’re so sorry we’ve been gone”, the album took a minute to make and produce. Two years to be exact. And that’s exact exact. A whole 24 months. Released it on fever’s anniversary and everything. Also; at this point, one of the band members dropped out. probably a drummer. their name? uhh, idk, probably frank, david, or pete,,
so they write another album. it’s called “vices and virtues” and it uses a bit more tech and it’s a good sound and it goes a bit more back into their rock and roll roots. they continue with their thing of going super heavy into eccentric album themes and where all these cool steampunk outfits in the mvs and on the album cover. then ryan ross leaves. and this makes lots of people sad because he’s ryan ross. but the album’s good, so there’s some consolation. also some of the other members leave with him. the bass player dipped and their drummer flaked again. he didn’t want to go on without ryan ross’s ryan ross-ness and honestly who can blame him? also fun fact! the bass player left for completely non-ryan ross related reasons. his parrot brother passed away and it really took a toll on the family. and no I’m actually not joking because another fun fact! parrots live really long and a lot of the times in families they’re raised along with the children and they become so bonded to the family that oftentimes they’re considered an actual part of it. I found that out from a podcast when one of the hosts said her ex had a parrot for a brother which made me break down laughing, but that’s honestly really neat. anyways.
after that they, you guessed it, write another album. this one’s called “too weird to live, too rare to die”. the album cover is very cool™️ and so is the music. and they have a new bass player! his name is dallon james weekes and he is actually The coolest person ever. lots of fans are upset with the new album because it’s missing ryan ross, but dallon makes up for it. Then he leaves immediately after they finish touring for the album. boohoo.
it’s the summer of 2016. death of a bachelor has just been released. I’m at an outlet mall with my family and am standing under a giant tree trying to catch some shade from the texas heat that burns on my black hair and my brother pokes me in the arm. he’s got apple music opened up to the album Death of a Bachelor by Panic! At the Disco. he asks me if I’ve ever heard of them. I say no. he offers me an earbud and I happily take it . he presses play on a certain track; LA devotee. I’m instantly transported to another world. the sound is like nothing I’ve ever heard before. it’s not like the Spanish music my grandma always plays or christian music or 80s songs my mom sings in the car or the show tunes I sing with my friends or the classic rock my dad always blasts. it’s different. and it sounds so distinctively like me.
suddenly I’m emo. a few weeks later, I’m at a sleepover and we’re singing death of a bachelor and I mess up one (1) lyric and one of the other kids calls me a fake fan. at that exact moment in time I make the decision to religiously listen to and memorize every single lyric off the death of a bachelor album. and I did. so take that, julia. (we’re still friends)(she absolutely does not listen to panic anymore)
oh hey, would you look at that. pray for the wicked just came out. for the first time ever, I count down the days, then the minutes to an album release. it’s really fun.
and uhhh, that’s it. it’s just one guy at this point.
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Villain Roommate |Chapter Twenty Two|
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You would continue to be in and out of the League's hideout for the next few weeks. In this time, you've grown accustomed to each member of the league. You even made a mental list of who would be most likely to not kill you. Coming in dead fucking last was Shigiraki. If you so much as slipped up once, he'd dust you in a second flat. He's warned you, well, more like threatened you enough times for you to know. Next would be Toga. Though she compliments you, and even gives you friendly passes, she wouldn't miss the chance to stab you a few good times if she really wanted to. Thankfully Dabi was there to make sure that didn't happen.
Then came Spinner and Twice. Spinner, you didn't have much of an opinion of while Twice, you had a strong opinion of. Twice was...something, to say the least. You had no idea why he would always contradict himself, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't find it amusing at times. And then, there was Dabi. Yes, surprisingly the person who threatened to kill you first, wasn't the one who'd actually try and do it. If anything, Dabi was the one who was keeping you from harms way when it came to these people. Why? Beats the hell out of you. 
This time, you would be healing Toga. She had gotten herself real beat up during the last mission. It was nothing major, but you were there for a reason. She decided to make conversation with you while you healed her injuries. 
"What's it like being Dabi'ss girlfriend?" 
You paused your actions. "I'm not his girlfriend." You mutter before you continued healing her. "If you're not his girlfriend, then why do you let him stay with you so much?" She asks. You move to her arm, which was bruised and scraped. "Like how I'm being forced to heal you bunch, I'm being forced to house him." You explain. "I'm aware he has his own place but-"
"Where is it?" She asks excitedly. You give her a confused glance. "It's just that, Dabi is very secretive. No one knows anything about that guy other than his name. Which by the way, isn't even he real name." Toga explains. "So I'm curious, what's his place like? I bet it fits him perfectly, all emo and stuff." 
"Oh, I don't know about all that. All he told me is that he had a place to stay other than my home." You say as you finish healing her. "Don't get it confused, just because me and Dabi "live together" doesn't mean I know anything more about him than you guys do." Well, that wasn't entirely true. You were more than willing to met that Dabi didn't open up about his daddy issues to these people. 
Toga sighs. "Oh well. And you're not his girlfriend?" You nod. "Mhmm." Toga hums with a smirk. "Sure." She hops off the chair she was sitting on before skipping away. But before she left the room she turns to you. "Even if that were true, I still think you guys would be super cute!" With that, she walked away. You sigh heavily. What a day, you just wanted to go home already.
You heard footsteps coming from behind you, assuming it would be Dabi's. "Thank god, will you take me home? I'm getting pretty tired of your villainous friends."  You turn your head, seeing who it was you were really talking to. It wasn't Dabi. 
"Aw, you don't like us?" It was Shigaraki. Your heart dropped, had you known it would be this guy, you would have kept your mouth shut until you left. "And here I thought things were going smoothly" You remained silent, glancing behind him. Where was Dabi? He said earlier he had to step away for a minute. He said he would be quick, not wanting to leave you alone with Toga for too long. You'd prefer Toga over this guy any day. 
"Cat got your tongue?" Shigaraki asks. "No." You say under your breath. Shigaraki smirks. "You know, you had better get use to this. Because like it or not, you're basically one of us now." 
"What?" Your eyes widened slightly. "You heard me." Shigaraki took a few steps closer to you. "You've been aiding criminals for weeks. You think you aren't involved with what we do? Well you are. You may not do what we do, but you tend to us as soon as we're done doing it. How do you think this will look to the heroes?" He was but inches from you now. Your look of surprise turned into one of anger. 
"I am being forced to do this." You bitterly correct him. "You could say that in your defense, if you were to be caught...But do you think those heroes would care? Be honest." They would, wouldn't they? Surely if you explained the situation, they'd help you. Right? "They would." You tell him, which caused him to laugh. "How naive! Those heroes wouldn't give two shits. They'd just see someone who provided one of the most dangerous criminals in Japan medical aid. You'd be just as guilty as the rest of us." 
You didn't want to believe that. You wouldn't believe that. Sure, most heroes weren't as good as they seem, they were in it for the money and the fame. But they were still heroes, they're job is to protect those who are in danger. You were in danger every time you were around the league. You furrow your brows and glare deeply at Shigaraki, anger taken over any fear you had. "I were to go tell a hero I was being forced to do something against my will, they would help me." 
Shigaraki's smirk fell. "I dare you to try. Not only do you have no idea where our location is, but I'd kill you as soon as you did it. You don't have much of a chance. The best you could do is take Dabi down with you. Which has me asking, how come you haven't tried to turn him in?" 
"He'd kill me if I did." Was that true? Sure he's threatened to do so in the past, but since those first few days, Dabi hasn't threatened you much at all. Unlike before, he's let you leave the house without him multiple times. At any of those times, you could have turned him in. But what about what Shigaraki said? Would the heroes care? Would they just take you in as well? Dabi hasn't forced you to heal him much at all lately, you've been doing it all willingly. 
Would Dabi use that against you? 
"Would he?" Shigaraki chuckles. "What are you trying to say?" You ask. "Dabi has become quite...protective, of you lately." Before you could deny that, he continued. "Why do you think he kept your quirk a secret from me? Why do you think he doesn't want you around us at all if he can help it? Why is he keeping you safe from me?" 
"I...I don't-" 
"It's because he cares about you. I'd go as far to say he took a liking towards you. And that doesn't happen to a lot of people. Consider yourself special. I can understand why, to a certain degree." 
"And that is?" You press. Shigaraki looks you up and down. "You're pleasing to the eye. He might want to keep someone like you around for his personal needs. Or...Maybe he's grown soft. That hole where his heart is suppose to be, filled with nothing but you." You couldn't believe what he was saying to you right now. The idea that Dabi could actually care about you, even have some love towards you, was downright impossible. 
Dabi didn't care about you...But then again. Why did he keep your quirk a secret? Why did he want to keep you away from the league. Why did he not want Shigaraki knowing about you? 
"You look confused. Maybe bring this up with him, it might clear your head." Shigaraki turned away from you and headed for the door. Just as he went to open it, Dabi rushed in. He shot a look at Shigaraki before moving past him, and made his way to you. 
"Sorry that took so long." He apologized, then, he noticed to look on your face. "What?" He looked to you, then to Shigaraki. "What did you do to her?" 
"I didn't do anything. But I'm sure she has a few questions for you." He grinned before leaving. Dabi looked back to you. "What does he mean?" You looked at Dabi, you were unsure of what to say. 
"We need to talk." 
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