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[crxss01]

hello!! may i request reader and e42 miles watching a horror movie together

— Night Of Terror

pairing ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ 42!miles morales x reader

summary ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ watching a scary during the night is bad, watching a scary movie with miles is worse.

warnings ✧˖ ° cursing, miles scaring you.

m. list, main m. list.

translations ✧࿓☾ princesa: princess, bonito: handsome/pretty boy, cálmate: calm down, solo era una broma: it was just a joke/prank, todo esta bien, chiquita: everything is okay, little one.

a/n . . ◟੭ hey, sweet anon! i’m sorry for making you wait so long, but i hope this makes up for it! enjoy!

"look behind you, dumb bitch!"

at this point you were yelling at the main character because she was acting stupid, even though you knew she was going to be the final girl because of plot armor.

"princesa, watch the movie." miles told you for what seemed like the hundredth time.

"i'am watching the movie." you complained.

"then stop talking."

you ignored him. "why are you following the sound!" you started hitting the bed from the anxiety you were feeling. "turn your ass back around and run the fuck out of there!"

"mami!"

"sorry," you apologized but then the girl acted up right on that moment. "don't go in there! stop!"

"mamita, please.." miles begged.

you didn't hear him, already lost watching the movie and you regretted picking that moment to really focus in it without your talking because a jump-scare scene happened, making you jump and pull the blankets up to cover your face.

miles started laughing at your reaction acting as if he didn’t flinch as well.

“you do know i saw that, right?” you raised an eyebrow.

“you didn’t see shit.”

you rolled your eyes, and went back to watching the movie. a couple of times you would speak and miles would tell you to shut up.

that irritated you, but you sat quietly for a few minutes just watching the movie until your bladder felt like it was going to explode.

"ok, pause it." you told miles, standing up. "bathroom break."

"it just got to the good part." miles groaned.

"pause it, miles." you warned him. "and you're coming with me."

miles paused the movie and glared at you. "i ain't going with you, man up."

"what happened to me being your princess?" you questioned.

miles rolled his eyes. "fine, i'll go with you. but only because i love you too much to stay mad for long."

"why would you even be mad for? i just spoke a couple of times."

"exactly, mami." miles stood up, walking in the direction of the bathroom with you. "it's so annoying."

“you get annoyed so easily.” you shook your head and walked inside the bathroom then turned to miles. “wait right there, don’t leave me alone.”

“ok, ma.”

you closed the door, leaving it six inches ajar and wen to the toilet to do your business. after doing so you washed your hands and dried them before going to open the door only to not find miles there.

“bonito, are you serious?” you groaned, thinking he went back to the bedroom.

you made your way to the bedroom, ready to beat up miles for leaving you alone in the bathroom. “miles gonzalo morales, you little piece of—” you started to say when you opened the door only to see he wasn’t there. “miles?” you called out and even turned on the lights to check if he was under the bed or something.

“miles?” you went to the living room, looking everywhere including the kitchen but there wasn’t a sight of miles. “you better show yourself right now!”

you started to think he might have left for some prowler business after a few minutes went by.

“really, miles…” you sighed.

“mami!” you heard his voice called out, but he sounded like he was in pain.

you immediately dashed to the kitchen where his voice had come from. there he was in his prowler suit, his stomach covered in blood and his mask off.

“what the hell happened?!” you asked, kneeling beside him.

“i was— i was attacked.” he started to say, heavy breathing and voice breaking.

“by who?” you started to freak out the longer you saw the blood staining his suit.

“it was… it was..” he couldn’t even speak.

“i’m calling an ambulance.” you went to stand up but then remembered the reason why he was in this state and kneeled back down. “no ambulance, right.”

your hands were shaking as you put pressure where you thought the wound was.

“who did it?” you asked him, tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

“it was…” miles sighed.

“stay with me, okay?” you encouraged. “keep talking.”

“it was… la llorona.” miles bursted out laughing.

you sat there in disbelief as you watched the boy you were just worrying about, laugh like a hyena.

“wait,” you put both hand up standing up. “that’s fake?” you pointed at his stomach.

“of course, mami.” miles chuckled, wiping the corners of his eyes as he stood up as well. “as if someone could ever hurt me that much.”

the anger started to build up inside of you and you started hitting miles, yelling and cursing at him for making you worry. angry tears also fell from your eyes and you couldn’t help it because why would he scare you like that when he knew how much you worried about his prowler life.

“cálmate, princesa.” he said, grabbing your fists in his hands. “solo era una broma.”

“you scared me, miles.” you buried your head in his chest.

“i’m sorry, mami.” he apologized. “i’ll never do something like that again, i promise.” he kissed the top of your head, wrapping his arms around you.

“never, okay?” you reminded, voice muffled by his chest.

“todo está bien, chiquita.” miles said.

after a moment the tears stopped along with the shaking and miles spoke again. “you want to get back to watching the movie?”

“no.”

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Summer of love — pt 2 w Quinn hughes.

Spotify playlist:

Part one:

Warnings: swearing, mentions of toxic ex's.

Word Count: 4.3k +

Third POV:

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Mable had been laying down on the dock, for about 40 minutes when she jolted up and looked at the time. It was 2:12 in the afternoon, and she cursed herself for not setting an alarm. She hurried, towards the garage, throwing on her shorts in the process. "I'll be back." she yelled out to her mom and dad that were sitting on the deck. She grabbed her bike, that had seen better days and dashed towards the road to get to the bike path that took her through the woods. The Hughes and her sisters, had found this old lookout in the woods, that was elevated, and would sneak away together to hang out there. She hadn't actually thought about it, before yesterday. She hoped, Quinn was there. Why, wouldn't he show up though? Maybe, Lucifer was right in a way, maybe they were mean in there own ways and he wouldn't show up? Her thoughts were dismissed. She grinned, as she saw the familiar yellow bike, knowing the owner was around the rock wall. Before she was about 5 feet away, she ringed her bike bell to alert the boy. She stopped, leaning the bike on the wall, before taking a big breath. Stop siking yourself out, Mable. Stop thinking everything is going to go wrong, and have it blow up in your face.

Quinn looked down at his apple watch, thinking she had decided not to come. It was not 2:20 in the afternoon, and not heard or seen her since this morning. Maybe, she played a joke on him? Maybe, she did it on purpose? No, that was not like Mable though. But could it be the new Mable? The Mable that wasn't afraid to chirp or playfully get a rise out of one of his brothers or him? This new Mable, excited him and wanted to figure her out before the summer ended. When reality would set in, and he would be back in Canada. But maybe it wasn't so bad, it was a closer flight to one another if they ever decided to meet up. Quinn, shook those thoughts away and sighed, before debating he wanted to leave the lookout and forget about this. But then he heard, the familiar ringing of Mable's bike. He smiled, looking back out at the overlook, that looked over the lake where both there families had called home, for many summers.

"Im so sorry!!! I forgot to set an alarm!" Mable said, flustered as she walked into view. Quinn looked up and smiled, before patting the spot next to him. "Thanks." She murmured, sitting down and sitting pretzel styled. She closed her eyes, taking in the faint hum of the insects, the birds chirping, the faint sounds of splashing that no doubt was coming from Jack and the idea of being this close to Quinn in so many years. Quinn peered over quickly, before looking back out. Truth be told, none of the Hughes had been back to the outlook since 2018. The year, Quinn had been drafted. The six of them snuck out around 2 am, savoring the peace and quiet before all hell would break loose with Jack rounding the corner for the draft, Quinn heading off to school and Luke entering his sophmore year of highschool. Hell, they all thought it might of been damaged or weathered from erosion. "This is it, this is where I die." Mable said smirking, as she reopened her eyes. "When I die, you spread my ashes here ok?" She smirked, playfully pushing her shoulder to his. He chuckled, looking down. Blushing, like a fool, "Besides, there is no other place I'd be then here. I can't tell you the last time I had ever felt so at peace. Well, maybe not 2018 before Jack was drafted. Jesus, that was a sight to see." She joked, giggling. "Like you were easy peesy to get along with and celebrate, but man Jack- was a monster that summer." She continued, him now joining in on the laughing. "I think that's what I always liked about you. Just so chill, and easy going. Such a stark contrast between you and Jack. There were defintly moments growing up where I wanted to kill him, just so he couldn't talk or simply, push me off the boat." She said slowly, gaging his reaction as he messed around with the scarce grass underneath them. Quinn softly chuckled, his heart beat rising, unsure of what to say or do. He looked back up at Mable, and smiled. "I think that's why you and I got along growing up. Despite being Jack's literal twin, we could just sit next to eachother and not have to say anything. Until Jack came along of course." He mused, and she nodded grinning. "You were by far, my fav nap partner." He hummed, and she felt herself blush. "I think Ellen has many photos of us, entangled limbs and all. I think there is one of me like pushing your face away with my hand, or maybe that was with Jack. Which checks out." She laughed, and for the first time in months she felt loose. She felt more like herself, unapologetically herself. He took notice of her sudden laugh, and couldn't help but join in. "I think it's hate on Jack Summer." Quinn said in between of laughs, to which Mable nodded. When was it not?

They calmed down after a few seconds, and looked out at the view once again. "You know we all missed you, Mae? My parents missed there third daughter, Jack missed his twin, Jack missed his favorite sister and I missed-" He paused, as she gave him an unsure look, "I missed the girl who always gave the most thoughtful gifts, the girl unafraid to get one of our kitchens messy, the girl who always knew what to say even if she was pissed off at us, and the girl who always gave me and Jack a run for our money. Your quiet whit, uncanny humor and undeniable intellegience, always leaving us in awe." he finished, and he saw the tears in her eyes form. She had never felt so seen, before. Like yeah, it was all true, but for him to say those words was something else. She felt at a loss for words.

Before she could even try to form any coherent words, she saw him leaning in slowly. She felt his breath, as he paused to look up at her to get confirmation, that he could in fact kiss her. She nodded, and without a breath he leaned in all the way. Her hands found there way to his head, softly grasping onto his hair. His hands found her way to her waist, pulling her in closer. Thankgod for the grass, or this would of been hella uncomfy, Mable thought. She smiled into the kiss, before they parted. She saw a twinkle in his eyes, with a giddy smile plastered on his stupid face. He saw the grin forming on her tanned skin, her brown eyes having a hint of excitment to them. Everything was now confirmed, these two have had the biggest crushes one another for some time, never seeming to depart after the summer had ended. Now, no more did they have to wonder if the other had caught them staring a little longer by accident, or the hand grazes when one of them was upset, or if them always choosing one another for chess tournaments, was in fact not just a fluke and had more meaning to it.

Mable smiled, leaning in once again and allowed herself to for once, let herself live in this moment. Something, she never had really done with Lucifer for obvious reasons. They parted, smiling like fools. "I think we should get back, they are probably wondering where we are..." Quinn hummed, and Mable nodded, pulling away and standing up. She reached out her hand, and pulled the boy up as well. "Aren't you guys coming over tonight?" She questioned as they sat on there bikes, about to leave. "Yeah, we are I think around 7? Annual fish fry night." Quinn mused, and Mable rolled her eyes. "Ill stick with anything but." She said about to ride off. "Ofcourse. After all these years, still afraid of fish." he mused and she playfully shoved him. "Well, in that case. Maybe you will accomadate my mom and play for us." He added and she froze. She didn't want to play in front of anybody, and hadn't for a few months. Truth be told, she barely played anymore. Quinn noticed the change in her behavior, and before he could say anything else, she rode off. Leaving him with many questions.

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It was later that evening as Mable got ready in her typical tank and bike shorts, that she realized she didn't want to face them again. She knew, out of tradition, that she would be asked to play for them. She sat on her bed and laid down, dreading the thought of it all. She heard the familiar cheers from downstairs, which meant the Hughes had just walked through the back doors. Mable, thought of what had transpired between her and Quinn, only mere hours before. She touched her lips, and smiled. God, she had wanted that for so many years. So did Quinn, but she didn't know that. Yet, she knew that it wouldn't matter soon. She'd be leaving in two days, anyways to go back to California.

"Hey Mae?" Ella said knocking on her closed door, before opening. Ella Mae saw a distraught, confused and agitated Mable. Her eyebrows creased as she sat down on the bed next to her sister, "Is everyhtingok?" She questioned, as Mable made eye contact with glossy eyes before turning into her sister and sobbing. Mable did not want to go back to California, but she didn't want to waste her airfare either. She had worked hard to afford it, she didn't want to lose it now. "Pretty girl, whats wrong?" She questioned, her sad sister. And then Mable, opened the floodgates going on and on about the past two years with Lucifier, and where she's been honestly, and what she has been doing and how she hates California. Mae felt her sister kiss her head, as she held her youngest sister in her arms. She had never thought that this could of been possible, she never thought that something like that would have ever happened to one of them. But she was more than grateful to the universe, that she got out safe and healthly. That she was safe, and that she had been going to therapy for almost a year. Mable groaned louadly, "And they are going to ask me to play, but I haven't played in front of anybody for six months. Hell, Tabitha catching me yesterday was a fluke. I don't play anymore." She said honestly, savoring her sisters warmth. "Then don't. You don't have to play for them, you don't have to play for us, or yourself. Say no, you are more than welcome to say that." She said, trying to comfort her sister. Mable nodded, sitting back and sighing. She looked at herself in the vanity and groaned, taking in her state. "Hey, you go pick out an outfit and i'll get the makeup ready. Ok?" Ella mused and Mable nodded,standing up and hurrying to her closet. A black sweater, white skirt.

She sat down in the vanity mirror, and allowed her sister to brush her black locks, and put on natural looking makeup. To perk her sister up, Ella played some of there favorite music from when they were kids and honestly, to get her mind off of everything that was in her mind, going wrong in her life. Tabitha walked in, taking in the makeup and straightened hair. "I love you." She said wrapping her arms from behind her younger sister's back and kissed her head. Tabitha knew, she knew everything, she didn't need to repeat herself. Ella had texted her while Mable took about 15 minutes to decide on an outfit. "You look good though, gonna knock them on there butts." She joked, sitting on her bed. Mable rolled her eyes, while Ella played in on the fun. "If anybody is going to date or marry one of them, it's you. Or atleast kiss one of them. We all know, at one time or another, each of them have had a crush on you." Tabitha said smirking, as Mable faked gag. Jack: disgusting, Luke: gross since he was younger, but Quinn: jackpot. "Gross, stop." Mable said pushing her long hair, behind her shoulders before standing up and doing a twirl for them. "Alrighty, were ready to make our entrances." Ella mused opening the door and starting down the stairs. Tabitha and Mable, in tow.

"So glad of you three to join us." There mama joked as they walked inthe kitchen, with Mable quickly looking for a barstool to sit on. "Oh haha." Tabitha snickered, sipping some of her drink from before. "Yes, har har." Mable mused, playfully rolling her eyes. The boys were outside with Jim and there dad, all talking about something and grilling. "You look very pretty, Mae." Ellen said wrapping an arm around Mable, "Will we get to see you play tonight?" She questioned the girl. Mable looked towards Tabitha and Ella as the boys walked in, "Im afraid not. I kinda hurt my hand the other day." She lied, hoping she would drop the topic. "OH no! What happened?" Ellen sweetly questioned. Mae smiled wearily, "Just sore that's all. I think I played too many Beethoven's." She gingerly said, pulling some hair behind her ear before lacing her hands together. Quinn picking that up once again.

They all sat around the table, in the respective seats and talked about anything and everything. Mable laced her hands togther, her leg shaking up and down. Jack noticed as soon as her shaking started, peering over at her, trying to read his 'twins' face. She stared down at her plater, listening to the conversation. She wasn't bothering to savor any of this, just because she had to leave in two short days. She didn't want to become attached, and then break there hearts. Jack watched as she didn't laugh that hard at Josh's joke, and apprehensivly placed a hand on her knee, trying to settle her thoughts. She immediatly looked at his hand, and then placed her hand on his, giving him a small smile. As a kid, he had a keen sense of when she was nervous or upset, without giving any signs. A lot of people saw Jack and somebody who was overly confident, sometimes daft and cocky but he was much more than that. He was sweet, kind, comforting and overall an amazing brother. She felt her phone buzz underneath her opposite leg, and she peered down at it before sighing. It was Lucifer again, and she let it go to voicemail. And then he kept messaging, vying for her attention. "Okay, whoever is blowing up your phone- please tell them to fuck off." Luke half joked looking towards Mable. Ellen gave her youngest a look for his language, but Mable nodded standing up and walking out towards the deck without so much as a word. She walked out towards the water, reading the vile texts he was leaving the girl. Now that he knew, that she was with the Hughes, he would stop at nothing to brainwash her. Or try to.

She heard the french door shut, not bothering to look at who walked out. She knew who it was, and turned around to see him. He saw the nervous energy radiating from her, her brown eyes stone cold and knew her thoughts were running a mile a minute. "Hey, is everything ok?" He questioned, putting a soft hand on her arm and she shook her head. She held up her phone to show him the messages, "He won't stop messaging or calling me." She explained, and he took her phone and read through the nasty messages he was sending. One's about them as a couple, Mable and the Hughes. Quinn felt sick to his stomach, and felt horrible that she was going through what she was going through. They heard the french door open again, enough time between open and close to allow to bodies to walk through it. The youngest of the Bennett's again, once again being protected by the three mighty Hughes.

"Hey you ok?" Luke questioned, pulling her into a side hug. She shook her head no, as Jack peered over Quinn's shoulder and read the messages. "What a fucking ass, what's his deal?" Jack asked, with Quinn handing Luke the phone. "He thinks you guys aren't good for me and never was because, of how different I was growing up." She began explaining the history between him and Lucifer, also confessing that she no longer played piano because of said reason. Jack came up beside Mable opposite of Luke, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Can we please say something to him? And then block him?" He said more as a statement. She nodded nervously, allowing the three to pass the phone between them. She signed off on the message before pressing send. She confirmed that it went through, before blocking his number and deleting every voicemail and messages from him. She sighed, slipping her phone in her skirt pocket. "Mae, im sorry you had to deal with him and feel miserable living in California. You don't deserve it." Jack said empathetically. Mable nodded, resting or attempting to rest her head against his shoulder but it settled on his chest. "Its all good, I plan on moving out once I graduate next year. But ill be looking at apartments away from San Diego once I get back." She confessed, pulling herself from the two brothers embraces. "Why does it sound like, youll be leaving very soon?" Luke questioned, as she stood in front of the three. "Because I am. I'll be leaving in two days." She said honestly, before turning around and began to walk down the dock to the grass. "You're gonna leave so soon?" Quinn said, speaking for the first time in five minutes. Mable froze, before turning back around. She nodded, "Yes. It was the plan all along, in and out. Face everybody head on and then be back on a flight back." She exclaimed, before finishing the path up to the house.

"We heard youre leaving so soon." Mama said sadly, as she walked in. Mable nodded, walking back towards the kitchen table. "Why?" Her father questioned in Filipino. Mable shrugged, as the boys came back into the house. "Ella Mae, mentioned somethings but didn't fully explain the reasoning." Her mother added in Filipino, causing Mable to roll her eyes. "I really don't want to talk about it right now Mama." Mable hashed, in Filipino. Her Mama sighed, nodding before begining to clear the plates with Ellen helping. "You'll have to explain, sooner or later, love." Her father said in Filipino as he came over and hugging her. She nodded, "I promise." She murmured, before parting and settling in next to Tabitha.

Throughout the rest of the evening, she felt the stare of Quinn and Jack. Luke taking the reigns of the conversations that flowed. They were all now, around the fire pit, making smores and talking about there past summes here. As much as she didn't want to leave, Mable knew she had to. She felt her phone buzz, she opened it and saw a message from Quinn.

[Quinn: Are you leaving because of me?]

Mable made eye contact with Quinn, and shook her head no before responding.

[Mae: Ofcourse not !! I don't know if I can honestly, take a full summer once again. As much as I love spending time with you guys, I am not very fond of the others.]

[Quinn: Is there anything I can do for you to stay? I want you in my life. I don't want you to ever disapear without a trace again.]

Mable sighed.

[Mae: You can let me go, and when you get back to Vancouver, we can talk then. I don't want to make any promises and fall through on them. You don't deserve that.]

Mable excused herself from the firepit, and walked back inside into the kitchen. She leaned against the counter, after retrieving some water from the fridge. She thought about the possibility of staying longer, but knew she had some life changes on the West Coast, she needed to make. It wouldn't be fair to Quinn as she made those life changes, and hoped he understood. She heard the door open, and looked back to Jack walking inside with his signature smirk.

"What do I owe this pleasure?" She grinned, turning towards him. "You don't think I know right?" He said, gaging her reaction. "What?" She said, trying to push the feelings of anxiety down. He chuckled softly."I know about you and Quinn." He simply stated, and her eyes went wide. He pointed at her reaction and laughed, "Yeah, try to be more swift next time. I know you both went to the outlook today. Not stupid." He exclaimed and she sighed, smiling softly. "But there's no Quinn and I, smarty pants." She said sipping her water. "Wait what?" He questioned, curiously. "There isn't a Quinn and I. I told him I was leaving and that was final, and that when he got back to Vancouver we could speak. But until then, I need to find a new place to live." She explained, and he shook his head. "Mable..." he began, "Don't do that to him. Don't keep him hanging. He's already been through hell without you these last few years. And yeah, I know that he's had a crush on you for years. Honestly, we all have but never said anything becasue you were Mable. The Mable that was too good for any of us, who absolutley and rightfully exceeded our expectations when you moved to California for school. The Mable that thrived out on her own. Youre the Mable that has always had us running for the hills with your suttle and witty comebacks. So please do not let him suffer anymore, if you do, I can't not say I won't be upset." Jack confessed, and she took a moment to repsond. "Then him and I are more alike than we thought. I also, went through hell without seeing him or any of you guys. And I know there is no good reason to keep us from being together, but it just has to be for right now. I am not in the head space to be with somebody even if it is the gentle giant, Quinn." She said, leaving it at that.

She padded up the stairs, leaving a somewhat disapointed Jack. The eldest brother walked in, catching the tail end of Mable's figure as she rounded the corner. "Bro you ok?" Quinn asked grabbing some more of his drink. Jack looked at him, "No, she literally won't give me or you a better reason as to why she won't be with you. I have never been so annoyed with her." He expressed, causing Quinn to sigh. "Are you even gonna talk to her?" Jack asked, facing Quinn now. Quinn shrugged, "Dude! She's literally upstairs, who knows when you will be able to talk to her in person again- alone?" Jack said, thinking Quinn was being dumb in this moment. Quinn looked up at the stairs, looked at Jack and then began moving towards the stairs.

Mable sat on her bed, looking at her childhood bedroom and sighed. She didn't mean to say that all to Jack, but here she was. She couldn't believe that he was actually annoyed with her over something that had nothing to do with him. Her thoughts were disrupted, as she heard some knocks on her door. She opened the door, peering around and seeing the ever uncomfortable Quinn Hughes. She opened the door wider, for him to slip through.

"Can we talk about it atleast?" He asked as she turned around to face him. She leaned against the door, looking up at the ceiling. "Please." He said walking closer to her, putting his hands up against both sides of her face. She saw the sincerity and confusion in his eyes, and she owed him that. "Not this moment, please." She said before crashing her lips to his. He pushed her back into the door softly, hoisting her up and rested her on his waist. All the pent up engery, feelings and chaos of the past few years had boiled over for the both of them. They'd be craving this for a few years, which made it all even more satisfying.

"Mae! Get your butt out here! Late night boating commences!" She heard Jack yell from the other side, the two smitten young adults froze and groaned as Quinn set Mable down. "I promise, tomorrow. We can talk." She mused, giving him one last peck before grabbing a swimsuit to change into.

"Excuse you Quintin!" She said pushing him playfully out of her bedroom. "Ill be down in a sec!" She said shutting her door. Mable leaned against the door, touching her lips, then her neck and feeling her waist that was just held by Quinn. She blushed, changing into her swimsut quickly. "God, I wonder what Jack has up his sleeve." She hummed, jogging down the stairs.

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I hope you all enjoyed

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☁️🍋Punishment|Ace Trappola X Fem!reader|

Pairings: Ace Trappola X fem!reader

Plot: Y/n was a prankster. The annoying kind. She'd always find a way to prank anyone, especially her boyfriend Ace, in the worst ways possible. So the most obvious option was to tame the brat

Requested by: Genshinaddict123

"Hello, do you think it's possible to do an Ace x reader lemon? Basically its like we keep pulling pranks on him because why not you know? Y/n in this one is a bit of a prankster. But Y/n and Ace were already dating, But after a week of y/ns Bullshit Ace just decides to give Y/N a "little punishment" that might last a few rounds. Most the detail I will leave up to you to decide if that's ok!"

Tw!s:

• hair pulling

• terrible smut

• oral

• rough sex

• ropes

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3rd person POV

Just keep one jump ahead everyone and I'll be safe..

Y/n thought as she tiptoed through A/n's house with a water balloon and barbecue stick.

She made her way to A/n's bedroom and saw them and Sam in the bed.

Double kill~

Y/n silently walked up to them and placed the water balloon up high and in the middle of the two. And then..

POP!

SPLASH!!

"And I'm gone-!"

Y/n said as she saw the two were awake and ran away.

"ONE MORE TIME YOUNG LADY AND ILL CURSE YOU TO A FROG!!"

Sam shouts as the two wiped the water off their faces.

"That's it,where's my broom?"

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"Acey!! Babes!! Let me in please!!"

Y/n said as she aggressively knocks on the door to Ace's room in Heartslabyul.

"It's fucking 4 am--"

"THATS THE POINT!"

Y/n said as soon as Ace opened the door. She dashed inside and locked the door.

"What's going on? Did you kill anyone?"

Ace asked worriedly

"WELL ID BE DEAD IF THE LIBRARIAN AND SAM WOULD FIND ME!!"

Y/n shouts as she closed the curtains in the room.

"What did you do?" Ace asked as Y/n nervously smiled

"Ye olde water balloon at 4am..?"

"I swear I keep asking myself why did I love you"

Ace said as he face palmed himself and laid down his bed "it's because I'm hot?"

Y/n said as she stopped checking the windows and laid down the bed with him.

"Why do you do this?" Ace said as he laid on his stomach and looked at Y/n with a pout

"I promise I won't prank anyone,anymore. Will that help you?"

Y/n said as a smile as Ace nods and kissed her on the forehead.

"Let's shake on it" Y/n said as she left her hand out for Ace to shake. He did... Wrong move, honestly.

"OW!!"

"Yer olde electric handshake"

Y/n said with a wink as Ace groaned at his hand

"How many volts was that?!"

Ace said as he looked at his hand and all he could think of was if it would leave a scar.

"Rule numero uno! when you're in a relationship with a prankster,never shake their hand"

At this point, Ace has had enough of Y/n bullshit.

From the water balloon once a week, electric handshakes, and even the passive agressive ones.

He then turns back to Y/n and caged her to the bed with his arms.

"WOAH-!! OKAY CALM DOW--"

"Just as I thought that Riddle's rules were enough. You went and made yours. Now let me try,rule one. I'm in charge."

Ace had an angered and dominating look on his face as he said that,basically glaring daggers through Y/n.

She was in absolute shock. She's never seen this side of him,like ever.

"C-calm down Ace! It was just a prank--"

"a prank that has pushed my limit" Ace said in a low,raspy voice.

"A..Ace--..?! AYO?!"

Ace grabs both of Y/n's wrists and held them ontop of her head with one hand, while the other was going places under her shirt.

"A-Ace! Ace not now---!" Y/n cut herself off when she felt his hand squeeze her boob.

"A.. Ace!" Y/n said as he squeezed and kneaded her boob as gasps escaped Y/n's mouth.

Ace stopped and reach over to his nightstand to grab something,rope.

Y/n was both terrified and turned on by what's going on.

Ace then starts to tie Y/n's wrists up on the headboard.

"You don't seem like you want me to stop" Ace said as he caresses Y/n's cheek and kisses and bites her neck on the other side.

"Do I have your consent?"

Ace asked as he kissed Y/n's forehead. "Yes.." "good"

Ace said as he smiled and kissed her lips. The kiss starts passionate but gets hungrier by the second.

Ace's hands began to wonder down to Y/n's pants and starts pulling it down and teasing her clothed core.

Teasing Y/n lightly before Ace himself couldn't wait and pulled her underwear down.

Y/n rubs her thighs together in nervousness but Ace found it cute and hot. He separates her legs and goes down where his mouth meets her core.

He starts licking her clit teasingly.

"Ah.. F..fuck. Ace" Y/n moans out as she grabs his hair and pushed him further to her core,Ace moaned into her.

Ace starts flicking her clit with his tongue fast. Turning Y/n into a moaning mess while still pulling Ace's hair.

"A-Ahn!! Ace! Fuck.. don't stop..!"

Y/n moans as she gripped Ace's hair tighter. As much as I'd like to say,it hurt. Ace is very much a masochist and this was actual ecstasy for him.

"S-shit! Ace~!! I'm gonna fucking-! Ahnng~!!"

And just as Y/n was at the edge of finishing, Ace stopped and starts pulling his pants down.

"F--..fuck you Ace." Y/n said as she pants and watched Ace remove his pants.

"Oh you're gonna fucking love it when I shove my dick in you"

And while Ace was removing his belt and pants,Y/n's hand was trying to break free from the rope.

As soon as one of her hands got free,she immediately tried to get the other one in which she succeeded while Ace was distracted.

Ace's lower half was completely naked and his cock was hard and dripping of precum.

Y/n couldn't contain herself and grabbed Ace's cock and starts spreading the precum all over his tip with her thumb.

"A-Ahnng!! F-fuck! I-its.. it's sensitive!"

Ace moans as his cock twitched and he was laying on the bed on his back

"How did you get outta the ropes?!"

"Ehh desperation and your idiocity"

Y/n said as she starts stroking and teasing his tip. Soon,Ace was a moaning mess as he begs for Y/n to fuck him already. "K fine,get ready then"

Y/n said as she licked the precum off Ace's tip and leaned on the bedframe with her legs spread wide for Ace.

"C'mon baby~" Y/n said in a seductive tone as Ace bites his lip and aligns his cock on her.

He starts rubbing himself on her core while Y/m was moaning while he does it.

"J..just fucking shove it in"

"If you say so~"

And with that,Ace thrusted in and out of Y/n hard and with no warning.

"You're gonna fucking love this!"

He said while he kept thrusting in and out of Y/n.

The sound of skin hitting,moans and groans, as well as the bedframe hitting the wall and causing some of the drywall to crack filled up the room.

Yes drywall.

Let's just say...

Ace nearly broke a piece of his bedframe off that night

#disney #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #wattpad #twst fanfic #twst headcanons #twst mc #writers on tumblr #anime #twisted wonderland ace #ace trappola #ace x reader #twst #twst ace #heartslaybul x reader #heartslabyul #disney twisted wonderland

[hwanchaesong]

Hi!!! I’ve been reading your songs prompt requests💕 I might be a little bit late but if you’re still taking request I will choose San, however the song I would like is Pretty pretty by Pentagon if that’s ok 😔 pure fluff and the plot can be similar to the MV

You’re doing great btw 💕💕💕

a/n: hey~ it's okay even if it's a song that isn't in the list, i followed the storyline of the mv btw thank you so much!! @nevieatiny 💚💚

👤: ATEEZ Choi San

📼: Pretty Pretty - PENTAGON

genre & warnings: fluff, pining, cursing, asshole wooyoung, university au

word count: 1.1k

for anyone who wants to, don't be shy and send me asks based on Prompts Request Song Version. Thank you so much!

'Shit!'

San inwardly cursed, running towards the school gate like a madman, he's late again and he knows that he'll have to do the damn punishment that he dreads so much.

When he entered the campus, he faced the strict PE teacher, bowing and apologizing before joining the other tardy students that were lined up at the side.

He heaved a sigh, lifting his bag above his head, he can't wait for this to end, s-

Everything slowed down when he craned his neck to the side, seeing a princess walking on the isle.

Okay, that was only his imagination but come on, the girl is the prettiest goddess he has ever seen, aka you.

He can't take his eyes off of you, and he felt his heart burst a little bit when the (note: this is San's opinion) love of his life made eye contact with him.

You on the other hand find him weird yet adorable, tall and handsome, his round glasses making him look like an innocent kid. Too bad you couldn't care less, the only thing that you want is to go to your class.

What the fuck did you do to him?

Not that he's complaining that you're circling on his mind the whole day, distracting him from classes, even his walking staggers whenever he thinks of you.

His friends think that he's possessed, but he would like to correct them that he's just in a daydream.

The sound of squeaking shoes caught his attention, peeking inside a room where the noise came from, he really now believes how blessed he is to witness a once in a blue moon scene.

There you were dancing gracefully, steps light and movements smooth, and he couldn't admire you more.

You suddenly turned around, him hiding in panic, scared that you might think he's stalking you, which is definitely not the case.

He tried to calm his erratic heart, glancing inside once again but a sign caught his eye, 'ATEEZ.'

Oh? Is this the name of the club?

His contemplation was cut short when he heard a male's voice. He discreetly looked in the area, the green monster enveloping his rationality when he saw a man talk and laugh with you.

He wanted that to be him, and amidst that, he found himself entering the room when you and the unknown man left, approaching your previous position.

He noticed a phone placed on top of a table, more specifically, your phone.

San immediately picked it up, putting the earphones connected to it in his ear, listening to the music that you danced to.

He wanted to know more about you, learn and understand you better. He would do anything to do that, just one chance.

"What on earth are you doing, creep."

The items he was holding unto were rudely snatched away from him by the same guy he saw with you earlier.

"Get out of here."

"Wooyoung, stop it."

You speak up, not liking the shorter man's attitude.

"No, no," San interjected, "I'm sorry. I'll leave."

He turned away on his heels so fast, dejectedly walking on the hallways of their school. His gloomy aura was washed away by curiosity when he saw his friends in front of a bulletin board.

He dashed his way there, reading the posted announcement that the infamous dance group ATEEZ is recruiting new members.

Whatever it is, he decided to audition. Anxiousness pooling in his stomach as he stood outside the club room.

"May I help you?"

That familiar soft voice, San scrambled away, making a fuss as he stuttered his words out, explaining that he wanted to join the club.

Just then, the door opened, revealing the ill-mannered midget from earlier.

"The fuck are you doing here?" he asked San, raising an eyebrow and an arrogant air surrounding him.

San gulped, showing the poster that he pulled on the board.

"What makes you think that we'll-"

"Wooyoung," your tone dangerously low, directing a glare towards the man in question, "will you please be polite?"

You turned to face the shy boy, face forming into a gentle expression, "Come on in, you're welcome in here."

Your words are enough encouragement for San to start busting his moves that had the other members cheering for him, and that includes you.

Choi San, fascinating is the word that you'd use to describe him. A small smile morphed on your face, trying your hardest not to laugh when he did a funny pose.

Wooyoung did not like the fact that the nerd is able to catch your attention, and being the leader of the club, it's safe to say that he did not accept San's application.

The next day, a groaning man planted his face on his table and is currently being consoled by his friends.

"It's okay, we all fail at one point!" a tall guy, Mingi, patted San's back, a poor attempt in brightening his day up.

His bestfriend, Yunho, slapped the back of his head.

"I'm sorry about that, Mingi doesn't know what he says sometimes."

San gave him a weak smile, "Yeah, he's got a point. Besides, I suck at dancing."

A gasp garnered their attention, "What if," Jongho, the youngest among them excitedly voiced out his idea, "we all practice, and we'll all go and audition with you."

That is actually a great plan.

A large smile broke out of everyone's faces, Yunho putting his hand in the middle, ushering everyone to join the rally, "Aight, let's all do this!"

San felt like crying, he really did get lucky with the friends that he got for this year.

He stood up and put his hand atop of Yunho's, the other guys following his action afterwards.

"Let's show them what we've got!"

And so hell week ensued. Day by day they all practiced dancing, learning new steps, choreographies and dance styles. Their legs almost giving out and sweat drying on their skin and clothes.

Was this all worth it?

They'll never know the answer, but one thing is for sure, confidence is now flowing in his veins.

He's tired of hiding from you in shame. He's tired of seeing you walk around the university with that bastard. He's tired of being the geek, a transformation is needed in order to prove himself.

Trudging inside the chamber of the jerk, his friends behind him, he's now fearless.

You were surprised when you saw San walk in without his glasses, wearing cool clothes and freshly cut and styled hair.

He's gorgeous.

Even more so when he started to move, outperforming Wooyoung (who embarrassingly fell on his ass while doing a turn.)

If you're going to be honest, you really are hoping that he'll come back. You weren't satisfied by what happened in the past, thus, you wanted him to redeem his self, and he did exactly that.

You hopped off from your seat, striding and beaming towards him, you extended a hand that signifies a blooming relationship, "Welcome, Choi San."

He reciprocated your smile and accepted your handshake, "Thank you, L/N Y/N."

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez smut #ateez fluff #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez au #ateez angst #atz imagines #ateez reactions #ateez choi san #ateez san #choi san #san imagines #san smut #san fluff #san angst #choi san imagines #choi san fluff #choi san smut #seonghwa imagines #yunho imagines #hongjoong imagines #yeosang imagines #mingi imagines #wooyoung imagines #jongho imagines #san scenarios #san x reader

[darknight3904]

Sober - Eddie Munson

Chapter 13- Still hot as hell

Masterlist

"What the hell even is this?" Max asked

"Who knows...it kinda looks like a giant potato sack." Marguerite said

The pair had been shopping all day. They were shopping for an outfit for Marguerite to wear on this date with Eddie. Max had pointed out that she could just wear that leather jacket again but Marguerite insisted on something different. They had been through countless outfits and stores and still nothing.

"Hey Marguerite...what about this one?" Max asked

"Holy shit...it's perfect."

°°°

Eddie had spent the majority of his day at Dustin's house.

"Eddie would you please stop worrying!" The curly haired boy yelled

"I can't help it, Henderson. What if I fuck it up? She's never gonna want anything to do with me ever again." Eddie said

"You're not gonna mess up. You just have to be yourself." Dustin advised

"Yeah no don't do that." Steve cut in

"What why not?" Eddie asked

"Cuz'..." Steve said as if we're obvious

"Steve. That isn't a reason." Dustin pointed out

"Ok look. What I mean is you're gonna be her first guy since me. Not to brag but I'm hard to live up to. Meaning, you gotta be on your toes. You really wanna wow her, be aggressive." Steve said

"Like a lion." Dustin interjected and produced a strange growl with his mouth

"Dude how many times do I have to tell you to stop that, it's weird!" Steve said

"Suzie likes it though!" Dustin argued

"Well I don't see Suzie here do I?" Steve replied

"Well no but it still sounds good I am-"

"Shut up!" Eddie said cutting his counterparts off

Steve and Dustin both turned to their friend who was now standing.

"Harrington...what do you mean by being agressive?"

°°°

The past five minutes had been the most awkward five minutes of Marguerite's life. Eddie had started the night by running around to open his van door for her. The gesture was sweet however, he whipped it open too fast and accidentally hit Marguerite in the face. Luckily she hadn't been injured but she could tell Eddie's ego was definitely bruised.

"You know I've been listening to Black Sabbath recently." Marguerite said trying to break this invisible wall between the two of them

"Oh uh cool yeah that's super cool." Eddie said

"Do you have any of their music in here? It'd be fun to listen to some now." Marguerite said opening the glove box.

"Oh uh no I took them out." Eddie said

Marguerite's brows raised as she pulled a tape from the little box in her hands now sat a few Madonna tapes along with some of Michael Jackson's biggest hits. Marguerite didn't have anything against them but she was hoping to bond with Eddie over his unconventional music taste that Marguerite found oh-so interesting.

"Oh uh Madonna. You didn't seen like the type, Eds." Marguerite said

"It's a secret." Eddie laughed

Marguerite shook her head with a smile and pushed the tape in. Material girl began playing and Marguerites hands tapped along to the beat. The song was good but it just didn't feel right driving in a car with Eddie Munson and having Madonna play.

Material girl was reaching the end of it's tape and Marguerite was hoping the awkward atmosphere would leave once they reached this restaurant Eddie claimed was amazing. Instead, a load boom was heard and the van Eddie loved so dearly began swerving out of control. Marguerite's hands shot forward onto the dash, trying to stabilize herself as Eddie cursed and pumped the breaks.

The van came to a stop on the side of the road just under a street light.

"Holy shit. Maggie are you okay?" Eddie asked

"Yeah I'm great...what the hell happened?" She asked

"I think a tire blew." Eddie said "I'll get out and check. You uh just stay here don't want you to get dirty."

Sure enough a tire had blown. Neither teen knew where the nearest payphone was and the nearest building had to be at least another 3 miles down the road. So now, they sat on the roof of Eddie's van in silence.

"Shit I am so sorry, Maggie." Eddie suddenly said

"What why?" She asked

"This was supposed to be like the perfect date. And now we're stranded waiting for some car to drive along so we can hitchhike back home." He said

"This is definitely not the perfect date but it's definitely the most memorable, Eddie." Marguerite laughed

"Really? Well I guess that's something..."Eddie trailed off.

"Yup. Besides look up there."

Eddie's eyes followed to where Marguerite was pointing. Little stars shone down on them, lighting up the darkness of the Hawkins sky.

"Last time I went stargazing was with Steve. It got ruined by all the mosquitoes." Marguerite laughed

"Well, Lady Hargrove there are no mosquitoes on top of this van." Eddie smiled

"Thank the Lord." Marguerite smiled as she rested her head on Eddie's shoulder

They looked at the stars of Hawkins as the minutes ticked by. Eddie's hand rested on Marguerite's thigh, dark rings contrasting against the white of her dress.

"Can I confess something?" Eddie asked

"What is it?" She asked

"That night after the party your strip tease...it wasn't for Harrington. It was me. I brought you home." Eddie confessed

No fucking way.

"You swear you're not lying to me, Eddie." Marguerite sternly said

"I swear." Eddie said

A beat of silence passed as Marguerite's face began to burn.

"God I'm so sorry , Eddie." She said hiding her face in her hands

"Don't be, sweetheart. I'm not going to lie to you and say it wasn't hot." Eddie assured her

"Shut up." She groaned pushing him away from her

"Oh c'mon. I've thought about that moment so many times this past week, you have no idea." Eddie said leaning towards her.

Marguerite unburied her face from her hands to find Eddie only a few inches from her face.

"You know when you say it like that it sounds nasty." Marguerite softly said

"Maybe. But it was still hot as hell." Eddie smirked

Marguerite just rolled her eyes in response and gently flicked Eddie's nose with her fingers.

"Shut up, Munson."

And with that Marguerite closed the distance between their lips.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #maxmayfield #steve harrington #stranger things #strangerthings x reader #eddie #fanfic #robin buckley #eddie munson fluff

[kasdeyalilith]

HELP! I'M STUCK!

Warnings: Suggestive at some, Fluff

Albedo x Reader; Xiao x Reader; Venti x Reader; Xingqiu x Reader; Razor x Reader; Scaramouche x Reader

I'll do the part two later, comment who you want me to insert for part 2 cause I can't think of anyone else tbh hehehe. This is my thanks for reaching a hundred! Thanks for reading as always! ehe.

ALBEDO

"Hon? I think the zipper on my dress is stuck. Can you fix it?"

"Sure"

Albedo is walking behind you, and he was ready to hold the zipper when he caught sight of the back of your shoulders. He wants to touch it so badly since it looks to be so smooth.

"You ok Albedo? I should just change I think the zipper can't be fixed anymore" after some silence from your lover, you finally asked him

"No! I mean, it's fixed now. Let's go"

You stared at him, confused, as he quickly zipped your dress and walked right to the door. So your zipper is ok; why is it taking him so long to zip it? Perhaps he actually fixed something? Oh well, you'll have plenty of time to think about it later. First, you must follow your flustered lover because he appears to be heading in the other direction of his lab.

XIAO

"Uhm...(Y/n)... your back"

"My back? What about my back?"

You turned around, looking for whatever was on your back, as Xiao merely stared at you, as if he'd eaten a jueyen chili and his face had become bright red, in contrast to his typically cold nature.

He can now see your back fully as your zipper continues to descend as a result of all your twisting and turning. When you feel the chilly wind on your back, it's too late to do anything about it. It was so cold that you yelped and Xiao looked like he was going to burst. Because of this, he's keeping his hands tightly crossed over his chest in an attempt to avoid any action he'll be embarrassed about later.

Xiao couldn't stand seeing you fumble with it any longer, so he went over to you and zipped your dress so swiftly you didn't notice him behind you. To calm himself down, he made a dash for the door, cursing as he went, as the image of your back flashed in his mind repeatedly. 

"Uh thanks Xiao? Wait where are you going? We need to go to the meeting with Morax, Xiao!" you yelled after him, following the green and dark wisps he left behind.

VENTI

"Windblume? Are you ready yet? Bennet's surprise birthday party will start soon. What's taking you so lo-oh, well, well, well My Dove, you could've said so if you want to do 'that' now"

"Oh stop it Venti! The zipper is stuck I think. I keep on trying to go up but it won't budge"

"Ok, ok! I'm just joking I'll help you but if you want...."

"Nope, maybe later Love. We need to be there in time since we'll be decorating the place"

"Fineeee" Venti whined as he grabs the zipper

"Venti! you pull the zipper up! not down"

"Oh oops! My bad ehe"

"I swear-"

"Yeah, yeah here it's all done"

In the end, Venti appeared to have been robbed of sweets, and you couldn't help but laugh at the sight. You whispered a promise to do it tonight as you kissed his cheek, and he sprung back into your arms, giggling.

XINGQIU

"Xiin!!!! Help me!"

"What happened My Liege!? Did someone broke into our-"

"No, that's not it; I tried zipping up my dress, but it became stuck, and my skin with it. It hurts!" tears formed at the side of your eyes as every move hurts

"Sure my Love, here turn your back to me"

In order to give Xingqiu easy access to your back, you bend down a little more. With his gentle and skillful hands, he was able to free your dress's zipper from its jam and zip it back up again in no time. His hands stayed for a while on your sides and kissed the back of your neck. 

"Call me when you're ready to leave, I'll be waiting downstairs"

"Ok! Thanks again Xingqiu" he bowed down at you before smirking and head downstairs.

RAZOR

"Lupical?"

Razor enters your room and discovers you sweating and red on the edge of your bed. "You ok Lupical? You hurt? Tell Razor! He fix it!"

"No it's ok, I- I just have trouble with my dress that's all and I spent almost an hour fixing it but..." you sighed, feeling tired from making the damned zipper budge

"Let help? I...I can try fix!"

In his hunt for a word to describe the zipper on your back, Razor couldn't come up with one and so he just pointed to it. After saying your thanks, you stepped back and allowed his hands do the fixing while you instruct him on what to do.

"Whew I can now breathe fine, thanks Razor!"

"Anything for Lupical! I help!"

"Aww lemme hug my baby!"

"What baby? no baby here Lupical" you just giggled and hugged him, his face burns red but his Lupical's hugs makes him happy.

SCARAMOUCHE

"That serves you, you keep on moving like a crazed monkey for the past hour. Now your dress is stuck hah!"

"I'm regretting asking for your help you Gremlin!"

"Kneel and maybe I will" he grinned evilly at you while he readies for his Kamera

"Forget it! I'm asking Tartaglia instead! you short mushroo-"

"Don't"

"What?"

"Are you deaf?! I said I'm fixing it now! Here I am, the great Balladeer!, reduced to just fixing zippers!"

"Hehehe thank you smoochie"

"Hmp! Just don't ask anyone especially that ginger b*tch to touch you, got it?! Or I'll zip them up for good!"

"Yes my tsundere boyfriend, I'm just kidding though. I'm yours alone"

Scaramouche stops breathing at that and when he saw your triumphant face having that shit eating grin he scoffed and leave the room in a second. He grabs his chest, that's too close, you'll be the death of him for sure. The sun is the only witness to see him smiling like an idiot at your claim, you're his alone? well then he'll make sure everyone will hear that tonight.

#scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche+x+reader #xiao x reader #chongyun #venti #kunikuzushi #xiao #genshin impact #genshin #albedo x reader #albedo #xingqiu x reader #xingqui #razor #venti fluff

[2hoothoots]

razputin aquatooo The one and only

THEEEEE BOYYYYYY

also i'm gonna go back and pop these all under readmores now i'm on PC so I don't stretch people's dashes too much

First Impressions:

I'd seen a bunch of art and stuff for the game before I first played it, so i think my very first impressions were that the helmet kinda made him look like a big bobblehead haha. but i was primed to see him as a sweet and kinda sassy kid, and the opening cutscene of the game definitely delivered.

Impressions Now:

Raz is such a good character. i mean, I don't really have anything to say about him that hasn't been said before, but man, he's so good. he's funny and witty, confident but not overly cocky, kind of a little shit -- BUT ALSO he's got this core of sweetness and sincerity and wonderful emotional intelligence that i think makes him so likeable beyond just 'generic wisecracking protagonist'. like, what a great kid.

Favourite Moment:

there are so many to choose from but one bit that always gets me is when he tries to do a one-liner in Hollis' Classroom and completely flubs it ("good thing we're near a hospital, because your... ghosts won't have to walk very -- ugh, never mind"). i crack up every time, it's such a funny line and Horvitz's delivery absolutely sells it, and also i think it's just a really fun encapsulation of his character as this goofy little kid trying so hard to be cool hahaha.

Idea for a Story:

i have the same problem with Raz that i have with Norma for this question because he's a ton of fun to write and any ideas that hit me i usually just go ahead and write them myself lol. but I would love to read about younger Raz and Frazie messing around with their psychic powers! i've got a comic draft about it in the works but i've never been able to tease a full story out of it.

Unpopular Opinion:

ok i pinky promise I am not vaguing anyone here, but sometimes I'll see or read stuff that's kinda... infantilising? like, he's not 5 or 7, he's 10. 10 year olds know curse words. 10 year olds know where babies come from. 10 year olds don't cry for blankie when they have a bad dream. I know that writing kids can be hard if you don't know a lot of kids for reference, but I think it's really important to like, respect his intelligence and maturity. you can acknowledge he's ten without babying him imho

Favourite Relationship:

this is kind of cheating but i'd say Raz + the Aquato family? which, i know, but I think there's just such a rich and interesting family dynamic there, and it informs so much of his character and actions in both of the games. they're a kind of dysfunctional family but there's so much love there and i love them all

Favourite Headcanon:

i have a ton and i've posted about most of them before, so for something new: I think he loves reading and absolutely devours any books he can get his hands on about psychic stuff or para/psychology. big "neurodivergent kid with a college-age reading ability" energy. he's clearly got a great verbal memory (he memorised word-for-word not only the pamphlet, but coach oleander's speech) so i bet he memorises passages from the books he really likes and recites them on long caravan trips while Dion begs him to stop talking about psychology

#askmeme #i didn't get around to playing psychonauts until... just went to check my steam page #2012! wow!

[marvel-vision]

Universes

Summary - Wanda just wanted her family back, this isn't the way she thought it was going to happen.

Warnings - Over use of the word hell, like one swear word.

Words - 1.5k

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Moving into a secluded cabin in the woods to work on herself was probably the best thing Wanda could do for herself. Not only did it give her time to heal her broken heart but it gave her time to improve her newfound power. 

She had hope that if she continued to explore her abilities she could bring you and your boys back to her. 

After a hard year of trial and error and lots and lots of reading, she had managed to bring Tommy and Billy back to her, exactly the same as when she'd last seen them in Westview. It was all very emotional, and they spent the day cuddled up to each other refusing to let go in case it was all some dream. Though if it had been a dream you would also have been there. 

Her days were made easier now that she had her sons back, but that didn't slow her search for her wife, you. Through all of the horrible things in her life you were there for her, offering your unwavering support, and she loved you for it. It hurt to find out about your death against Thanos' army when she was snapped back into existence, but it gave her the motivation to destroy him and anything in her way to avenge your death. 

She needed you. She couldn't go through the rest of her life without you. The Westview incident was evidence enough of that. 

She tried one last spell before she went to bed. It was a last ditch effort that she was certain wouldn't work, but it was worth a shot to try it all, you were worth it. But of course, nothing happened. Huffing out a breath of disappointment, Wanda blew out the candles, rubbed the exhaustion out of her eyes and dropped onto her bed falling into a deep sleep almost immediately. 

Wanda was rudely woken in the early hours of the morning by a loud scream. Squinting her eyes against the harsh light, she looked around her, trying to find the source of her new alarm. 

"Who the hell are you, and what the HELL are you doing in my bed?" This person was certainly not happy. Wanda on the other hand had perked up upon hearing them. She knew that voice, she'd been dreaming of that voice every night since she last heard it. 

She sprung up from the bed, so ready to embrace you for the first time in so long, when you flinched at her movements. Only then did it occur to her the words that you had said. 'Who are you?' Did you not know? How? 

She could practically hear your intentions when you quickly glanced towards the door of your room. "Wait" She exclaimed, not wanting to let you leave until you could talk this through. 

Nope. You were not doing this. Especially not with the weird pretty lady you knew for a fact was not in your bed the night before. You made a dash for the door and sprinted through to the living room, internally cursing yourself for not grabbing your phone on the way. No problem, you'd just go to your neighbours to call the police. 

Except there seemed to be two little boys, staring at you in awe, standing right in the way. OK, so crazy lady apparently bought her two kids with her, great. You made a quick turn into the kitchen, crashing right into the island. 

You could hear the woman calling your name and rushing up behind you. You rounded the counter, putting a little bit of distance between you and her. 

"Y/N-" She seemed pretty panicked but you didn't care. She broke into your house, layed in your bed- with you still in it and dragged what you presumed were her children with her. 

"No stop, I don't know you, who the hell are you and how do you know my name? Oh and while I'm asking questions why the hell are there two young boys in my living room? What sick criminals drags children along to break and enter?" 

"Just calm down, please I can explain. Well try to explain. I'm not entirely sure how this happened but I'll try. Please, please keep an open mind because I know this will sound crazy." She waited for you to give her the nod to continue and when you did, she explained what she thought was going on. "You're my wife-" 

"OK yep, nope, I'm done." You immediately backtracked your permission to continue. 

"And those boys in there are our sons-" 

"That's not even possible. And I'm sure I'd have remembered being married with kids." 

"And I've been trying to get you back since you died." 

There was a long silence and then a really quiet "You're not crazy," Wanda let a relieved smile creep up on her face that vanished when you finished speaking. "You're fucking insane." 

"NO no no. I'm Wanda Maximoff, y'know a part of the avengers. You were to that's how we met." It finally clicked for her. She'd managed to move her and her sons into a different universe. One where, judging by your confused expression, the avengers weren't a thing. She let her head drop and a deep sigh escape her. You might look like her wife, sound like her, but you weren't her. "I'm sorry. This must be strange for you. I'll work on getting me and my sons home, but I'll need time. And someone to keep them occupied. I'm sorry for all of this." 

Well that was a full 180. This woman was going to give you whiplash. You were going to regret this, "I guess you can stay here while you do that, and I guess I can keep your kids company." 

She so desperately wanted to hug you as thanks, but figured that would be too weird for you, so instead she thanked you and left to go start on finding a way home. 

It wasn't too bad you supposed, the boys Billy and Tommy, were sweet if not a bit awkward at the fact that their mum didn't recognise them. They respected that though and didn't push you to be that for them. Regardless of that however, you fell into the role of their parent as if it was nothing. 

You hadn't expected the process of getting them long to be short but you didn't think it would take months. You had set up a makeshift room for Wanda and the boys and had started to develop a cute routine that you craved. You'd wake up to the smell of Wanda making breakfast for you, and her small family, she'd then go to work on finding a way home while you played with your sons. On days where you had work you'd come home to a lovely home cooked meal and sit and talk about your day, on other days you, Billy and Tommy would make Wanda dinner. 

You had to remind yourself multiple times that this was all temporary and that they would be leaving soon. But, you weren't so sure that's what you wanted anymore. You loved your new family. You wanted to keep them forever. 

Once the boys had been tucked away into their beds, you grabbed Wanda's hand and dragged her to the couch in the living room. She was a little confused as usually she'd just go back to researching to find a way home but accepted this new development easily. 

You both got comfortable next to each other, your bodies angled in a way you could talk and see each other. 

"I've been thinking," you started, "these past few months with you and our boys have been... perfect." 

Wanda couldn't stop the smile from growing on her face. It was the first time she'd heard you call Billy and Tommy 'ours' in what felt like a lifetime. She didn't stop you though, she wanted to hear what you had to say, it seemed important. 

"And I know that we agreed you'd be leaving but, if I'm being honest, I don't want you to leave. I think I'd like it if you stayed actually. If you'd like of course. If you don't want to stay with me, in this universe, I totally wouldn't blame you, I mean it would make sense, you've got a whole life there. But yeah I think I'm in love with you, and I'd love it if you would stay." 

The tears in her eyes froze you, but the nearly imperceptible nod gave you hope. "I'd love to stay with you. I'm sure our sons would too. You may not be who I married but I love you too." 

Living in this universe with you, was a dream come true. No supernatural or extraterrestrial threats that could danger you, and now she could live that normal life she had always dreamed about. Her only responsibilities being you, Billy and Tommy, and maybe keeping all of their powers a secret.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #my writing

[unaballerinascalza]

"...she has a shoe in her hand" pt. 1

Hi. First fic, I'm not fluent, a baby at social media. I'll cut the bs now.

*ok, maybe not. Thx for putting up with my boldness😐*

Warnings: heaps of cursing, quite a lot of cliché

Ethan x fem reader, pure fluff (very concentrated)

["Can you stop patting my head? No touchies."]

Why are they on the floor of her balcony? No idea. How hasn't he lost his patience? She was constantly buzzing around him like some bumblebee in search of something sweet. She could start fuming in the slit of a moment like a raging fire no one has ever been able to stop. She would startle his thoughts like a piercing scream that shatters wine glasses. He'd never even dreamed that he'd be able to fall in love with sounds of screams, though. Or the heat coming from wildfires. Or the fact that bumblebees are fluffy. He'd also never expected to wish to be something so bad; maybe a soothing flowerfield for a bumblebee, or a pool of cold water for a raging fire. Perhaps, only the Silence to hear a scream in, or the Amarone that the broken glass could soak in.

Why is her nose nestled deep in his neck? No idea. Has she fallen asleep? Absolutely. He thinks their 2 AM whispers about constellations and leaders of fallen Roman legacies might have helped her reach this state. The whistles of her breath barely reach his ears but somehow still merge into a symphony, together with the morning birds'. She has stated her opinion on those birds before; she thinks they're nightingales.

What's on his mind? Her. If you stared at his eyes, the ones sunsets like to glimmer on, you'd see her reflection, really. Sometimes, he thinks she's the sunset. She has once defined the sunset as the bare end of a beautiful day, a pure last glimpse of such beauty you'd never be able to see again. He hasn't forgotten that.

Yes, he might be snoozing, but his mind still works perfectly fine. She hasn't left it since, it seems, forever. Does not matter if she's flowing somewhere with the clouds, or resting deep, deep underground, or curling under the same plaid as him on the hardwood floor of her balcony, like now.

You know, it's hard to hide secrets, right? Especially from yourself. Actually, from your friend, a terribly nosy one. They were having endless conversations; about Greek mythology, he believes, and his mind gave in. It got flooded by memories of her glances, and laughs, and groans (of when she's annoyed), and her fingertips tapping along beats of possible songs about her. He sat silent on that couch with Damiano by his side, although everything inside of him was racing. The one by him dashed a look at his furrowed brows and almost dropped his favourite tea mug. "I KNOW THAT LOOK, I KNOOOOW", he shouted, seemingly from a rooftop; it was really fucking loud. Yes, yes, Ethan has seen it too. In Dami's eyes and Giorgia's. Maybe even in his own, in the mirror.

The moment he spilled the thing that was destroying him from the inside, he had an awakening, as one would say. Ethan has made a dumb fucking mistake. If Damiano's over-dramatic gasp wasn't enough, he also showed off his skills to hitch his breathing for quite a long time. Maybe she's messed with Ethan's thinking, too? So he forgets how teasing Damiano is?

'Band practice is a saint thing', some person has probably said. Damiano was up by 6 and was going to make more tea, to fuel his creativity, until a cuddleball hooked his sight. Strangely, in a balcony. A perfect opportunity to tease Ethan about it, or blackmail him pictures, or... Wake them up with airhorn, perhaps.

Who knows where in the hell he got it, but Damià was, indeed, sneaking in the balcony with an airhorn in his hand, snickers trapped in his throat. There was a loud blow of it. And groans with 'I'll fucking kill you's going off.

**

[imagine Dami and Eth are texting, I guess? Don't know wtf is this scene]

E: I would've slept well if not for you, idiot

D: Did you have a moment?

E: What do you mean?

D: You know, a peck, an 'I love you'...

E: No

D: Soooo??????

E: ?

D: How can I help;)

E: You could fuck off and let us sleep next time

D: Ok loverboy, whatever you say

E: I'm surprised at how I told you and not Vic or Thom, such a fucking tease

D: Believe me, they see it, no need to tell;))))))

E: Quiet down the riffs, she fell asleep again

D: AWWW

E: No dude, I'm scared, she has a shoe in her hand

**

Notes: I strongly dislike the ending and I think I'll hate this thing in the future. Eh, who gives a shit. I'll write pt. 2 (of Ethan telling her (or Damiano making him do so)) if I have the motivation. Honestly, this sounded better at 3 in the morning.

Tags: @teenyweenynightghost, @mywritingonlyfans (still figuring out the tagging thing)

#i have appeared from the shadows #måneskin #ethan torchio #ethan x reader #fluff #damiano david #what is this

[holden-caulfield]

Let's Make A Deal

↪︎ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Summary: draco and reader get hurt during a quidditch match and they wake up in the hospital wing together.

Warnings: mentions of blood (nothing too graphic i think, but if you're not ok with it don't read this!)

Word Count: 2040

This idea came to me unexpectedly and i thought it was really cool. I hope you think so too :)

//

It was the day of the match: gryffindor vs slytherin. The stalls were filled with hundreds of people sporting the colors of the two teams, creating two giant moving blocks of red and green. The teams were already hovering on their brooms throughout the entire pitch and with them, you. You were one of the chasers for the gryffindor team, fast and agile, second only to Harry Potter who dashed through the air at the speed of lightning.

On the other team, the slytherins were getting ready, trying to intimidate your squad with all kinds of dirty looks. They did in fact intimidate you, but not because of their mean glares, because you knew they would have been ready to do anything to win. Much was at stake that day: the victory, the quidditch cup and honor.

When Madame Hooch blew the whistle, everyone sprinted for their respective balls: you went for the quaffle. The game was going smoothly, maybe even too smoothly as you and the other chasers kept on scoring for gryffindor. The reason, as you soon noticed, was because the bludgers weren't hindering you: one of them was currently being thrown around by Fred and George while the other one was ruthlessly pursuing the slytherin seeker, Draco Malfoy. A rogue bludger, you reckoned.

The seeker was trying desperately to get rid of it, but no matter how hard he tried, the bludger was always hot on his tail.

"What are you doing, y/l/n?!" shouted Oliver Wood from his post in front of the giant hoops as you stopped in mid-air to look at Harry and Draco being mercilessly chased by the big iron ball.

"That's a rogue bludger, we have to stop the game!"

"You can't stop quidditch! Plus, it's only helping us, keep scoring!" you scowled at Oliver knowing that nothing was more important than winning the cup for him and resumed the game, but as you took hold of the quaffle, the bludger snapped past you, almost making you lose control of your broom. The slytherin beaters had managed to free Draco from the rogue bludger, but it wasn't long until the ball chased him again.

Both Draco and Harry had now seen the golden snitch and were sprinting to grab it before the other.

"Malfoy!" you shouted at the top of your lungs, but it was of no use. The sudden distraction of the snitch made Draco forget about the bludger that hit him square in the head, causing him to fall down towards the ground at a frightening pace. You rushed towards the boy without a second thought: he might have been your opponent, but such a fall could have even killed him and you wouldn't have allowed it. You caught him inches from the ground and jumped down from your broom, laying him down.

"Malfoy! Hey, Malfoy!" he was unconscious, the bludger had hit him quite well.

Draco might have been done with the bludger, but the bludger wasn't done with Draco: you saw it dashing in the sky and descending at a dangerous speed towards the blond boy. You acted on impulse and covered him with your body, shielding him from the hard sphere that would have surely damaged him even more.

"Y/n! Get away from there!" you heard Fred shouting before the bludger struck you on your back. You let out a harrowing shriek, supporting yourself on your elbows not to crush the boy underneath you. You gritted your teeth as the bludger kept on beating you, only increasing its strength. You felt tears pool in your eyes as you felt your back breaking with every new hit, until it stopped.

Madame Hooch had managed to destroy the rogue bludger and you simply rolled beside Draco's unconscious body, eyes still tightly closed as you felt blood soaking your robes. A large crowd formed around you and the slytherin and you did your best to get up from the ground, but instead clutched your back with your hands, crossing your arms in front of you.

"Oh for Marlin's sake, how are you feeling, dear?" Madame Hooch questioned, looking distraught as she kneeled down in front of you and Draco.

"I'm not complaining. I'm not the one who has been hit in the face by that demonic thing." you managed to breathe out. Talking made the pain in your back even more excruciating and you bit your lip in order not to shriek again, almost drawing blood from your lips.

Dumbledore and other professors had joined the circle that was surrounding you, staving off all of your teammates and the other slytherins, eyes widening after seeing the state in which you and the other boy were in: you were writhing on the ground, trying to find a position in which you wouldn't feel like shards of glass were puncturing your skin, while the slytherin laid completely still on the grass, his platinum blond head now getting increasingly redder in the point the bludger had hit him.

The two of you were immediately brought in the hospital wing and Madame Pomfrey almost killed the professors after seeing two students in such conditions. She cursed quidditch and its 'barbaric ways', all the while examining your back and Draco's head. Madame Pomfrey gave you a glass of some liquid and focused her attention of the boy laying on the bed next to yours.

"Will he be alright?" you asked softly, peeking over her shoulder to see if the blond had awaken yet.

"Drink that and then get some sleep, miss y/l/n. Broken backs are serious stuff and I can't do much for the pain."

"But will he be ok?" you insisted. Madame Pomfrey sighed and turned to you.

"He will, but do yourself a favor and get some sleep. When you will wake up, you'll ask him yourself." that seemed to be enough for you and you drank the glittering liquid in the glass. The pain decreased only slightly, but enough to allow you to fall in a deep slumber. Deep but not peaceful since the only scenes that replayed in your head were the one that happened earlier that day. You found yourself questioning your choices: why did you blindly took his place? Why didn't you just let him on the ground by himself? Not even his teammates had rushed to help him, so why did you? But, as you kept falling more and more asleep, you couldn't find any answer.

The next morning you still felt a searing pain in your back, but it was far more bearable than the night before. You were still half asleep, eyes closed, when you heard someone whispering next to you. You kept your eyes sealed, focusing on the voice to hear it better.

"Come on, wake up. Please wake up." you weren't sure whose voice it was: it was deep and slightly hoarse, as if the person had just stopped crying.

"Come on, you have to wake up. You endured a bloody rogue bludger and you can't wake up?" you heard the voice assert, slightly chuckling and sniffling. The voice stopped talking for a moment. You felt a pair of hands grasping yours and holding it tenderly, drawing mindless pattern on its back.

"I'm pretty sure you can't hear me now, so i want to thank you. You didn't have to do it and yet you did." you recognized the voice to be Draco's, but you remained silent.

"I don't know why, no one would have done what you did, especially a gryffindor." he sniffled once more.

"You have been incredibly daft. You could have been seriously injured and for what? For me? You are an idiot if i ever saw one." he continued, giggling lightly. You could almost picture him in your mind, his bandaged head, his grey teary eyes and his cheeky grin.

"I never thought i would have had a chance with you but now that i almost got you killed i know for a fact." you desperately wanted to open your eyes and tell him that he still had a chance. Hell, he had even more than a chance, but you kept them closed. He remained silent for a few seconds again, still caressing your hand, and then you felt a light drop wet the back of it.

"Please wake up. I need to see you're alright."

"Why?" you asked, opening slightly your eyes with a smug grin on your face. He left your hand and immediately got up and distanced himself from you, thoroughly ashamed.

"How much did you hear?" he asked almost panicked.

"Oh, i don't know... i heard you insulting me though. That's not a very nice thing to do when talking to someone on an hospital bed." you replied cheekily and his cheeks heated up a little. You stretched your arm out and motioned for him to sit down again. When he did, you offered him you hand once more and, after eyeing it suspiciously for a moment, he gingerly took it in his own.

"Do you want to know something funny?" you asked playfully and he raised an eyebrow at you.

"You had a chance with me until you called me an idiot." you stated and he chuckled once more.

"So you heard that too, huh?"

"Seems so."

"Does it hurt?" he asked, suddenly conscious of the whole reason why you were there.

"Less than before. But don't change the topic." you said and you tried to sit up, but underestimated your pain and winced.

"Woah, woah. Stay down, i'll go call Madame Pomfrey." you grasped his hand firmly, preventing him from leaving you alone.

"Don't. I'm fine." he looked at you with concern written all over his face. "Please, stay."

His eyes softened and sat again in his chair, moving it slightly closer to the edge of your bed.

"How's your head?" you asked. As you had imagined, he had a white bandage across his head, with a red stain on the back.

"I'll survive." he shrugged his shoulders before continuing, "Thanks to you." you grinned widely at his words and shook your head in fake disapproval, causing a loose strand of hair to fall in front of your face. He instantly tucked it behind your ear, his hand lingering there before returning in his lap.

"Well, i don't think you would be doing too good if it hadn't been for Madame Pomfrey!" you corrected, still holding his hand in yours.

"Of course, but if it hadn't been for you, Madame Pomfrey couldn't have done much... They told me what you did."

"And...? It was heroic, wasn't it?" you said proudly, feigning superiority with a smug smirk.

"I stand by what i said. You are an idiot if i ever saw one." he replied matter-of-factly, but still in a playful manner.

"Oh, you hurt me, Malfoy!" he tried to stifle a laugh but couldn't and instead shook his head lightly. Your eyes suddenly widened and Draco's did too as soon as he noticed.

"Are you ok? What happened?"

"Who won the match?" Draco stared at you, mouth agape, a look of incredulity in his silvery eyes as he scoffed slightly.

"Well? Who won?" you asked again, expectantly.

"I don't know. Pomfrey hasn't let anyone inside het." you stayed silent, pondering for a few seconds.

"Let's make a deal."

"A deal?"

"A deal. If gryffindor won, i'll forget you ever called me an idiot and we can go on a date."

Draco's lips curled up slightly, "and what if slytherin won?"

You waited for a moment, staring at him in defy.

"Then we don't talk ever again." you said inching closer with your face towards the boy. Draco had a one-sided smile plastered on his face and his eyes narrowed at you. He extended his hand out and you shook it, sealing the deal. Right in that moment, Fred and George burst inside, with Madame Pomfrey in tow, trying to restrain the twins.

"Y/n! Still alive?" shouted Fred.

"Out of here now! They need to rest!"

"Madame Pomfrey, can i talk with them for a moment?" you tried asking, but she was not having any of it.

"You need to rest! You'll see them later!" and she started to usher Fred and George outside by force. You glanced at Draco who was looking at the scene very amused, then back at the twins.

"Who won the match?" you inquired, almost shouting, and the twins managed to respond before being shut outside by Madame Pomfrey.

"It's postponed."

//

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#fanfic #fanfiction #harry potter #draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy #draco imagine #draco x reader #draco x y/n #draco malfoy fluff #fluff #draco fluff #draco soft #quidditch #slytherin

[furikakyo]

a return to roots | 5

pairing: kita shinsuke x f!reader

summary: y/n is a rising star in the music industry, having almost everything you could have ever hoped for as a small-town country girl. now after releasing two triple platinum albums in consecutive years, you face the dreaded artist’s burnout… in order to recover, your manager suggests, you should return to your hometown in hyōgo for a long-deserved break.

genre: socmed/smau, slice of life

warnings/tags: timeskip!, mutual pining, slow burn? more like rekindling, slight canon divergence

masterpost

Ichiro arrived right on time at 5:45 in the morning, buzzing your door just as you had gotten dressed after a quick shower. Steam wafted out of the bathroom as you rushed to the door to greet him and show him where the luggage was. Without anything to say, he promptly picked up one of the large hard case suitcases and you followed suit, going after him into the elevator. When your bodyguard loaded both of your cases into the trunk of his car and then opened the door for you to get into the car, you quickly said, "I need to double check everything in there is fine. I'll be back in a minute."

After reassuring Ichiro that you would be ok by yourself, you dashed back inside to survey your apartment, checking each room to make sure you hadn't left anything important behind. The kitchen and living room were clean, check. When you got to your bedroom, you paused, seeing one of your acoustic guitars sitting in the corner. Should you bring it? Were you actually going to write music? When you had announced your hiatus officially, you had stated that it was to gain inspiration for new music... but then that wouldn't really be a break, would it? You gnawed on your lip, remembering what Kuroo had asked of you the night before: "Take care of yourself in Hyōgo, alright? You're there for a reason; to take a break." 

You scowled, cursing Kuroo and his knowledge of your work habits. But, a voice inside you reasoned, it wouldn't be work if you were writing just for fun... You thought back to those moments in your childhood home, in your room, writing songs and uploading them to YouTube and SoundCloud without thinking that anything would come of it; back before you felt any pressure to perform. Back to when you wrote lyrics that weren’t very sophisticated, but earnest and heartfelt all the same… back to when you had your muse to sit beside you every step of the songwriting process.

Before you could convince yourself otherwise, you ran to the corner of your room and snatched the guitar, put it in its case, and then snapped it shut with finality.

If Ichiro was confused about you carrying down another piece of luggage, he said nothing, only staring ahead and driving when you were buckled. "Onigiri Miya," you reminded him, then settled into your seat. The ride there wasn't too far from your apartment; you had rented out the space because of its convenience, so anywhere you usually wanted to go to was within a reasonable distance. You watched the traffic with disinterest and spotted restaurants with dim lighting inside, most likely already prepping for the day ahead of them. The world kept moving on ahead, regardless of whether or not you liked it.

When you arrived at Onigiri Miya, Osamu was already out back in the van, probably waiting impatiently. You checked the clock in the car and clicked your tongue. You weren’t even late.

When you stepped out of the car, Osamu opened his door and got out too. You smiled widely. “Samu!” You rushed forward and gave him a strong hug, which he somewhat reciprocated. He wasn’t as big on physical touch as his brother.

Osamu only rolled his eyes though, patting your back as you told him he looked great. “You do, too. Want me to help with your bags?”

You led him to the trunk of your ride, where Ichiro was already opening it and carrying one of your suitcases. Osamu hefted the other one up, and you trailed behind with the guitar case. After securing everything in the back of the van, you turned to your bodyguard.

You smiled, a genuine smile, and then repeated what you’d already told him over text. “Well, Ichiro-san, I don’t know the next time I’ll see you. I’ll make sure to text you in advance if I plan on going to more public areas.” He said nothing, so you continued. “Thank you very much for all you’ve done for me, and I look forward to seeing you again in the future!” You gave him a bow, which he reciprocated stiffly before quickly getting back into his own car and driving off.

You sighed, then looked to Osamu. He quirked an eyebrow. “Ready?” You nodded determinedly, getting into the passenger seat of the van and buckling, him doing the same.

“Alrighty, then,” he cracked a grin. “Time for a road trip.”

After a while of scrolling through your social media accounts you sat back and stretched. Then you flopped back into your seat and looked over to Osamu. “Samu,” you whined in the most obnoxious voice possible, “do you have any food? I’m so hungry.”

Osamu rolled his eyes, jerking a thumb towards the back of the van. “Ya really think I wouldn’t bring food for the trip?”

Immediately, you turned around and began looking behind your seat for food. Sure enough, there was an insulated bag with onigiri. You gasped, bringing the bag into your lap with stars in your eyes. “You brought some?”

You ignored whatever his response was, instead unwrapping one and biting into it. “Mmm,” you moaned, chewing slowly. The nori was still crisp and the rice was fluffy yet still sticky. You closed your eyes to focus on the food. He must have made them right before you got there for them to be this fresh.

“I’m guessing you didn’t eat breakfast, then,” Osamu said, eyes staring ahead at the road.

Your grip on the rice ball tightened before you quickly realized what you were doing. Your apartment didn’t really have much left to eat after you’d finished up the gyoza last night, and even if you’d had food, you weren’t sure if you would’ve been able to keep it down. Butterflies had filled your stomach as you had tried to go to sleep, and they hadn’t really disappeared yet. “No,” you shook your head. “I woke up early in the morning and was tired.”

Osamu hummed and then didn’t say anything else. After another long beat of silence you squirmed in your seat, a little on edge. “Mind if I play some music?” He shook his head at your question and so you took over the AUX, playing some songs that had been stuck in the back of your mind lately. After the music started, any awkwardness immediately dissipated as you sang along and Osamu tapped his thumb on the wheel to the beat of whatever was playing. At one point you had even pointed out his cute habit to which he had denied before doing the same thing twenty minutes later. Giggling, you just looked out the window and didn’t comment on it that time.

After about an hour of songs, Osamu finally spoke again. “You can go back to sleep, if you want. Ya look tired.”

You looked over at him and then nodded, curling into yourself, rubbing your wearied eyes. Sleeping would be a good opportunity since you hadn’t gotten much last night. You leaned against the seatbelt and window and closed your eyes, ignoring the bumps in the road which made your head hit the glass each time. Before you knew it, you were asleep. 

After a little less than five hours, you woke up to Osamu driving, now playing the radio instead. You looked outside. Gone were the skyscrapers and bright lights; in their place were rows and rows of empty fields, all blurring past you. "Are we in Hyōgo yet?" you asked, turning back to him.

Osamu gave you a quick glance and then switched his gaze back on the road. It was just the Onigiri Miya van on the stretch, the rest of what you could see of the roadway completely devoid of another vehicle. "Yeah," he replied. "We have about an hour left. I was gonna stop at the next place to stretch, though." He looked over at you again. "Is that alright with you?"

You nodded and then dug out another rice ball from the thermal bag, munching on it as you stared out the windshield. The nori wasn’t crispy anymore but at least the filling was still yummy.  "So we're going to stop somewhere first. What's the plan after that?"

Osamu adjusted his grip on the wheel, driving with only one arm. "I was thinking that we could stop by your house, unload your luggage, maybe clean up your space since no one's been there for a while, and then go to do my business in Hyōgo." He paused, then added, "With Kita."

Your heart raced. It was your first day back and you were already going to have to face Kita. You could just stay home, a voice nagged at you. No, you thought, your face filled with grim determination. You could do it.

Almost as if sensing your internal strife, Osamu said, "Y'know, Y/N, I think Captain is just as nervous, if not, more." He continued staring ahead, not looking at you. Now he started tapping his thumb against the wheel again.

But you, your head snapped to look at him. "Really?" you asked, eyeing him skeptically.

Osmau nodded, smiling. "He's barely said a peep in the group chat he's in with me. Although now that I think about it, that's usually how he is." He chuckled. "Unless he's getting in between me and Tsumu."

You sighed, sitting back. Why had you expected Kita to hold anger towards you? Because you chose a career over him? Because you chose success over two of you, the voice in the back of your mind whispered. You ignored it, crossing your arms. You felt bad for thinking he would be anything less than how he always was in your mind (he was always Mr. Perfect), but it also made you feel better knowing he was scared too. No, not scared. Nervous, Osamu had said. Oh, god, how were the two of you going to act when you saw each other?

"Hey, Y/N." You turned to Osamu just as he pulled into the driveway of probably the only gas station within a 50 mile radius. He smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "You'll figure it out."

As you followed him out of the van to stretch out your legs, you could only hope that you would figure it out. Preferably before you had to see Kita.

You had, in fact, not figured it all out by the time you and Osamu reached your childhood home. Instead of thinking about your lack of a solution, you resorted to reaching under the dingy welcome mat and pulled out a plastic bag with a key inside. “Still here,” you said cheerfully, showing the dirty bag off to your friend.

Osamu rolled his eyes and waited as you fumbled with the key to the house and then eventually opened the door.

You peered into the dark corridor and slipped off your shoes before stepping onto the hardwood floor. “I called the electricity and water guy,” you muttered, dragging one of the suitcases behind you. You paused and then grabbed the handle, which extended, then let the suitcase’s wheels do the work for you. “Everything should be functional by the end of the day.” When you got to the end of the foyer, you gasped. “What…?”

The inside of the house was, contrary to your belief, not at all covered in a thick layer of dust like you’d expected. Instead, it looked almost exactly the same as when you had moved out from there.

Osamu trailed behind you, taking his cap off and scratching the back of his head. “To be honest, I forgot that this was happening. Everyone here didn’t want to see your house collect dust and fall apart, so they..." He motioned around him, your eyes following.

The tatami mats in the living room and your parents' bedroom were clearly cared for, otherwise there would’ve been the overwhelming scent of dust or mold. You could imagine the diligence it would’ve taken to clean them so regularly. And the furniture— you ran a finger along the top of the kotatsu and then looked at it; nothing. You’d have to move the kotatsu into storage since it wouldn’t make much sense to have it out right now; you only used it in the winter...

You drank in the rest of the house, mentally planning where to place things and what to rearrange to your own liking. "I'll get the other case you brought," Osamu muttered, sidestepping around you to reach the doorway. You barely noticed him leave as you crept to your own childhood bedroom, sliding open the shōji screen door.

…Huh. It didn't look any different from what you last remembered. You walked inside. You had your western-styled bed, which still had the furniture sliders under the legs to protect the tatami mats; the bookshelves along the wall with your favorite books and shōjo manga... You paused at the string of fairy lights strung above your dresser. Clipped onto them were photos from high school: you and Osamu proudly holding a double-tiered cake you'd made in home economics, you and a few of the other Inarizaki boys fooling around after practice, you with your parents in front of the school in your third year. You laughed to yourself while looking at them, recalling the moments in which the pictures were taken; back when Samu's hair was grey and Tsumu didn't know what toner was, back when your only responsibilities were as Y/N the assistant manager and co-class representative of 3-A.

You stared at the end of the string lights, where there was a picture missing. You knew what was supposed to be there, in that gap. You were unsure of where it had gone though, so you searched your entire bedroom, taking out all of the books in your shelves and turning them upside down, removing all of the drawers in your dresser and peeking inside the base. You scoured your belongings for a sign of where that photo could have been, but to no avail. 

"You looking for something?" Osamu pushed off of the doorway he'd been leaning on and peered over your shoulder. "I can try to help ya find it."

You shook your head, smiling. "No, it's okay. I lost something but it's not that important." You stood up and dusted yourself off, brushing your hands together. "We have some free time now that I don't have to clean up around here. What should we do?"

Osamu nodded, thinking to himself. "Well, we could go reacquaint you with your neighbors… or we could get to the farm early. It’s,” he checked his phone, “around 3 right now so we would have a couple hours to check out the entire farm. It’s big, so having too much time on our hands wouldn’t be an issue.”

“Uh…” You bit your lip and stared expectantly at Osamu. You make the decision.

He lifted an eyebrow incredulously, then said, “Alright, farm it is.”

You dropped your phone into your lap in disappointment, tempted to just throw it out of the window of Osamu’s van. Kuroo really is kind of useless, huh, you thought, staring out of the window glumly.

The sound of the tires hitting gravel road caught your attention and you looked out the front windshield. You sucked in a breath. You were here. At Kita’s farm. Or rather, you thought, Kita’s house. You had parked in the driveway of his home which overlooked all the fields. They were still somewhat of a muddy brownish color from how far away you were.

“Ready?” Osamu tried to look grim, knowing of your inner turmoil, but his glittering eyes said otherwise.

You exhaled and then nodded. “Yes.”

The two of you didn’t end up getting very far along the fields before Osamu ran into someone he knew, probably someone else working on the rice fields under Kita based on the way he was dressed. He wore a wide-brimmed straw hat and, somehow, long sleeved shirts and pants. Osamu smiled, greeting the man, “Koji.”

His recipient smiled too. “Osamu. How’s business in Tokyo? Still thinking of opening another shop in Osaka?” Koji motioned for him to follow him down the path in between the rice paddies, and he did, already lost in a conversation. You watched as another group of workers came towards the duo, and you heard laughing and cheering as Osamu talked to them.

Well, damn. Osamu had left you behind. You looked around and then checked your phone. You still had basically two hours to kill. “Ugh…” Should you just wait in the van for Osamu? What if Kita saw the van pulled up and approached it, though? You did NOT want to be alone with him, just the two of you. Plus it would be hot waiting in there. You pulled at the front of your t-shirt. At least there was a slight breeze every once in a while when you were outside.

Am I really going to do this? You looked up at the sky and shielded your eyes from the sun. It was already beating down on your shoulders and back. Sighing, you started in the opposite direction of where Osamu and the workers had gone. There seemed to be a lot of property, you thought, admiring the view. Although the rice paddies were still muddy, the view you had from this side of the farmhouse was stunning. In the distance were lines of trees so dense, and mountains even further away, just a faint silhouette smoothed against the sky. You imagined what it would look like when the rice was ready to be harvested, all green and heavy with the fruits of labor. 

A few days ago you’d thought absentmindedly that life had been kind to you, Kuroo, and Kenma. But now, looking around the serene landscape and close-knit community of workers, filled with a fresh green newness brought from only the spring, you wondered: maybe the years had been kind of Kita, too. 

Behind you, you heard dull rustling, and you turned automatically. You froze, stunned. Your mouth moved and formed words before you could even comprehend what it was you were saying.

“Kita?”

a/n: ohhh my goodness i had the worst experience with a karen yesterday and i never thought i would have to deal with one for some reason…. fuck you amy and i hope i never have to see your bitchass face again 

taglist (pm me to ask to be added): @papiibuprofen​, @duhsies, @succulentmom, @kenmaslov3r​​​, @introvertatitsfinest

some ~fun facts~ 

- ichiro the bodyguard/driver may or may not have shed a tear or two after y/n left. (i told you he was a big softie)

- he wanted to give you a hug goodbye but wasn’t sure if that would be overstepping 😔

- imagine samu loading the van with your luggage and pushing off the doorframe after previously leaning on it with his muscly arms and glorious tiddies… BEEFY SAMU SUPREMACY 🧎‍♂️

- one of osamu’s guilty pleasures is pop music 😭

- one of y/n’s fav things to do on social media is just go through atsumu’s public profiles and read the thirst comments 😭😭

#haikyuu #kita shinsuke #kita shinsuke x you #kita shinsuke x reader #kita x reader #kita 🧍‍♂️ #miya atsumu #atsumu miya #haikyuu!! #inarizaki #kenma kozume #miya osamu #ojiro aran #kuroo tetsuro #suna rintaro #haikyuu x reader #farmer kita

[peanutpinet]

Nine Percent Mafia Scenarios

Cai Xukun

Cai Xukun, a name that is well-known whether you go to the same school with him or not. He was notorious for not only being the heartrob of the school, the best basketball player the school had ever had, a hard-working student and a caring person.

Even so, there was a rumour going around that he was part of a gang. Now, this wasn't your typical school gang or a motorcycle gang but more so a mafia group. Not only that, the rumours has it that he is even a leader of one of the mafia's group.

But despite his reputation, Kun was never one to play with people's feelings. So he would always decline people's confessions as nicely as he could. Truth be told that it was mainly because there was already someone that caught his attention since the first day he came to the school (*cough*you*cough*).

Of course, because of his reputations and all, he didn't really want to make his crush that obvious, especially when he was in a mafia group. Though, his group were more so dealing with the actual scums rather than causing trouble for the authority (which is why the authority would let his group go).

But that would soon change during one of his important matches. Not only was he against his school's biggest rival but also his mafia's rival. If he won the game, it'd be killing two birds with one stone.

Unfortunately, when the match was going fairly well for Kun's side, his rival's side had their own set of tricks. Apparently, some of his rival's group were scattered around the school, finding one specific person, you.

While you did try to put up a fight and all, you were outnumbered and the opposing rival managed to get ahold of you. Once the game was over and Kun's team had won, they had to shake hands with the opposing team which of course, Kun did as well. However, when he got to his mafia's rival, he received a disturbing information.

"It was a good game but looks like you guys could still use some practice" Kun snickered, shaking hands with his rival

"I wouldn't be too cocky if I were you, August" his rival challenged, making Kun tensed up upon hearing his work name

"Don't test me, especially in school. I suggest you leave quietly unless you're starting to pick a fight" Kun barked

"Heh, well, let's see how tough you can get when you're with (y/n)" his rival mentioned, makin Kun gripped on his rival's hand even more

"What do you know about (y/n)?!" Kun growled

"Why don't you come by dinner tonight? I'll send you the location" his rival smirked, taking his hand back and leaving the school along with his team

Kun instantly contacted his own members, asking them to track your phone since he tried calling and texting you but you didn't reply him at all (which is actually very rare unless you told him you had something to do).

At the same time Kun received an unknown message, his members found your phone's location which was completely different to the location in the message.

Kun then split his group to two, with him going to the location he got from the message whilst the others go to the location where they tracked the phone down.

It wasn't that much of a surprised that you weren't at the location Kun went. But that didn't stop Kun from going brutal with the rival gang. After he was done there, he went over to where you actually were on his motorcycle.

Arriving at the scene, Kun wasted no time and just knocked the rival gang even when he was still on his motorcycle. When Kun did get down from his motorcycle, he kept going until he finally reached you and pulled you into a hug.

"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" Kun asked, concern can be heard from his cracked yet soft voice

"I, I'm alright, Kun. I just got a slight bruise but nothing too serious" you admitted, holding onto Kun's hands that were almost 2x your hand size

"If you ever come near her ever again, I'll show no mercy next time. Now scram" Kun hissed, making the boys run away from the scene

"I'm fine, Kun. Don't scare them like that" you stuttered

"Let's go, let's put some ice pack onto that bruise, hmm? Then we can continue watching that drama you were watching. Let's go boys" Kun mentioned, pulling you to his motorcycle

Chen Linong

Honestly, Nongnong is just too soft to be part of the mafia. Which is also why he is perfect to be the spy in the mafia XD alright, onto the scenario

So, I imagine that you were one of the bad girls in school. Not bad as in you caused trouble but more so you look like a baddie when you're actually nice to the ppl close to you. One of which was Nongnong.

When Nongnong first came to the school, he looked so cute and soft that you swore that you wouldn't let anybody bully him nor hurt him at all. You even helped him get used to the school.

Time passed by and you and Nongnong were quite close with each other that even went on a few study dates here and there; which Nongnong of course would take you home like the gentlemen he was.

But one study date made you change your mind how you saw Nongnong. All this time you would always feel the need to be the one to protecc precious Nongnong, but this time, it was the other way around.

The both of you stayed a bit longer than expected at the study cafe you guys always come for when you were doing school stuff. But of course both of you have told your parents and Nongnong even told your parents he'll still bring you home safely.

As the cafe was closing, you and Nongnong finally head back home when suddenly a gang of motorcycles came by and stopped right in front of you. Nongnong tried his best to tell them off but for no apparent reason they just burst up and went to charge towards you and Nongnong.

You've experienced fighting before which is why you were still standing, unfeared of what this gang could do. But as you were about to fight back, Nongnong quickly stood in front of you and beat all the people in the gang; scaring them off and even threatening them that if he ever sees them again or even hears about them when he's around, he won't go easy.

"Are you ok (Y/N)? Are you hurt anywhere?" Nongnong asked, his voice turning into his normal soft voice

"I, you, what? Who are you and what have you done to my sunshine soft precious Nong?!" you exclaimed, pointing at Nongnong and at the slight mess he made

"Ahaha, I'm also super Nongnong!! Remember? But for reals (y/n), are you alright?" Nongnong asked in concern, holding your hands in his

"I'm fine. You didn't have to protect me though. You know I can fight" you mumbled

"I know. But you shouldn't have to fight when I'm around. I'll take care of you even when I'm sick. As long as you're fine then I'll be fine. Come, let's go home" Nongnong softly whispered, pulling his signature smile as he pulled you away from the scene and head back home

Fan Chengcheng

Kay, first of, boy looks like he ready to throw a fit or something XD also, crazy to believe that he was just 18 here. Kay" scenario

For this I imagine that Chengcheng had to attend a wedding of a family member (let's say it's his cousin) and his parents expect him to bring someone or they'll make him mingle around with the people at the wedding.

Because he much prefer to bring someone he knew, he immediately called you to come join him; telling you that he'll find hair, makeup and stylist for you so all you had to do was just join him. Though you're not much of a social person, Chengcheng got you by telling you that there'll be your favourite foods.

Time skip to the day of the wedding

You arrived at the Fan's house and was greeted by Chengcheng's sister, Fan Bingbing. Because you've been to his house several of times, truth is, his parents and Bingbing were thrilled to hear that Chengcheng invited you to join.

Bingbing then directed you to one of the rooms that was filled with different clothes and she even helped you picked out an outfit then brought you to another room where there were people ready to do your hair and makeup.

After nearly 2 hours of getting ready, you were finally done and Bingbing was helping you zip your dress when Chengcheng came in already in his dashing suit. Bingbing then gave a smirk, leaving you with Cheng.

"Wow, you look amazing? You're probably gonna outshine the bride. Here, lemme help" Chengcheng exclaimed, helping zip your dress up then looking at you in the mirror

"Speak for yourself. That glasses really suits your look. Not to mention the slick back hair with a slight green/blue tone?! Damn, Cheng" you replied as the both of you looked in the mirror

"C'mon, I want one mirror selfie then we can go to the actual event" Chengcheng requested as he took his phone out and taking a mirror selfie with you

After several more pictures, Chengcheng's parents finally called you both and the both of you went downstairs; where Chengcheng's parents and sister were waiting.

After around 30-40 minutes of being on the road, you all arrived at the venue, took some pictures and were redirected to where you would be seated.

"I have to go for a bit. My parents made me go see my cousin then his bride. You just stay here, alright? I'll have someone send some appetisers or any snacks" Chengcheng whispered to you

"Sure thing. Go go, then we can play whilst we wait. Justin is waiting for me right now" you mentioned

"Better be just one game. I'll be back. Don't start the next game without me, tell Justin that I'll take his food next practice if he leaves me out" Chengcheng pointed out, walking away

"Oi!! Watch your step!!" you scolded then went back to playing

Chengcheng's POV

"Why do I have to meet her?" I complained

"Because it's to welcome her into the family" my parents replied

"Ah yes, welcome someone we almost never met into the family" I cursed

"Fan Chengcheng, behave. I heard she's quite lovely" my mom scolded

"Fine. But it better not be long" I scoffed as the security opened the door and I went into my cousin's bride room

"Fan Chengcheng!! I'm so happy you could come to my wedding!!" my cousin's bride exclaimed

"Yea yea. Hold it. You....Jia Xiaoli (random name). You're my cousin's bride?! What trick you got now?!" I threatened standing right in front of her

"No tricks, Cheng. I promise!!" Xiaoli smiled

"Cut the act Xiaoli, you bribed me into dating you and if it wasn't for (y/n), my family would be in jeprodize" I barked at her

"Ahhh right, (y/n). I haven't seen her in a while. How is she?" Xiaoli asked

"She's not your concern. Stay out of my sight and (y/n)'s. And if you ever hurt my family, I'll show you no mercy" I scoffed, banging on the door and returning to where I left (y/n)

Unfortunately, when I arrived back, (y/n) was no where to be seen. I scowered the whole venue yet she wasn't there. I then rushed out to the bathroom, hoping that maybe she was there. I even tried texting her but after 30 minutes and no answer from her at all, I got anxious; like something is wrong here.

I then went out of the venue and contacted Justin if he was talking with (y/n) since they were playing games together. Thankfully, I got somewhat of a lead. Justin mentioned that he's actually on a "call" with (y/n) but he muted his microphone because he heard some other people was on the other line with her. Justin also mentioned that he's trying to track down (y/n) and after a few minutes, Justin sent me her location.

Not caring that the event was starting, I rushed to find (y/n) which turns out, her phone was at one of the hotel rooms of the venue. I then listened to the room first and when I heard (y/n)'s voice, I wasted no time and barged in, dodging all the attacks of the men within the room, knocking them all out one by one and took my jacket off, wrapping it around (y/n).

"Are you ok? Did they hurt you? What did they do?" I asked, pulling (y/n) into a hug

"Nothing, thankfully. They made me go with them and when I felt something was off, I called Justin but put the volume at the lowest, hoping he'll know my situation" (y/n) explained

"It's alright, I'm here. I've also asked Justin to come. C'mon let's get outta here" I mentioned, holding (y/n)'s hand

"Justin? Is he invited? What are you gonna do?" (Y/n) asked

"He'll be invited soon. We got a wedding to crash" I snickered, taking (y/n) away from the scene

Justin Huang

Tbh, I don't think this pose will really fit into the scenario but I will try. Okie, onto the scenario for Justin!!

For Justin, I imagine that you guys were living together along with Chengcheng, Yanjun and Kun for a film shoot and one night, you and Justin were heading out to buy dinner since the geges were basically passed out.

As the both of you were on your way, Justin noticed some sketchy people stalking the both of you. Justin made sure to keep an eye of them but didn't realise that there were a whole lot more of them that blocked your path and while you did put up quite a fight, you were eventually taken and was out of Justin's sight.

When Justin realised you were gone, he didn't waste any time in calling his geges and immediately went to find where they took you. Justin was definitely certain that they were part of the opposing gang that's always trying to get on ninepercent's nerve.

After a bit of running and even getting his geges help, Justin finally found the hideout and instantly barged in. However, the condition he found you in was not a pretty sight.

⚠️ Trigger Warning!! ⚠️

Not only were you bounded to a chair but it seemed that you were being beaten up, there were visible new purpleish bruises on your legs and cheek, not to mention some part of your clothes were ripped, your hair was messed up and even blood was dripping from your mouth, hands and thighs.

At that moment, something in Justin just flipped. As if he turned off his humanity switch (except for you). No-one was going to block his way to you. If they did, he wouldn't care whether they're a guy or girl, he'll put them down.

One after the other, Justin would break their arms/legs, the sound of their suffering even urged Justin to go even further; to the point where Justin didn't care whether he broke their bones, pulled their muscles or so on.

Once all of them were down on the ground, Justin finally managed to get to you. He crouched down to your height and wrapped his jacket over your shivering body and asked if it was alright to carry you which u only gave him a slight nod; and at the same time his geges arrived at the scene.

"It's alright (y/n). I got you, we're gonna go home now, kay?" Justin cooed you as he carried you in his arms

"Justin?! (Y/N)?! Are you guys alright?!" Kun asked as Yanjun and Chengcheng were prepared to shoot anyone

"Sorry to ask this but please take care of them. Oh and make sure they're still alive. I have unfinished business with them. I'm taking (y/n) back first" Justin requested, walking out of the scene

Lin Yanjun

Tbh, I'm not a fan of this jacket on Jun XD but his gaze bruh, his gaze!!! 🔥🔥 okie, scenario!!

For this scenario, I imagine that you were in Yanjun's hometown in Taiwan and apparently Yanjun's 10th year high school reunion was coming up and decided to bring you along since he only planned on staying for a bit then take you out elsewhere (also to keep all those girls in line before they lashed out on him)

After getting ready and all, you and Yanjun excused yourselves from Yanjun's parents and went out to the bar where the reunion was held. Ofc, when Yanjun entered, so many of his ex girl classmates were thrilled, until he showed up with you, hand in hand.

Yanjun just nodded and waved at his ex classmates before introducing you then he pulled you to the near corner of the table since he knew that you were somewhat socially awkward.

After having a little drink and snacks, it was now almost 9pm and Yanjun wanted to treat you out to the night market before going home. He asked if you wanted to go now which you gave him a slight nod. He told you that he'll go to the restroom for a bit before you leave.

After his restroom business, one of his ex classmates (a girl) went up to him and talked for a bit. At first it seemed like a simple catch up until she started to clustered the space and asked some personal questions about you. Yanjun was quick to know the situation he was in and immediately took control and straight up turned his ex classmate down, making his way to where he left you.

However, he noticed that some of the guys were trying to flirt with you and it seemed that they were getting a bit touchy that you seemed to be quite uncomfortable. Yanjun knew that coming to the reunion was a bad idea. Not only the majority that came were the school bullies but they were also part of a gang which 9% has been paying a close attention to.

Even so, Yanjun know that you could handle yourself and when your gaze met with Yanjun's, you immediately tried to excuse yourself but then one of the guys gripped your wrist which in return you slapped their hand away and even shoved them back down. Just when you managed to get free of these crazy people, another guy managed to grabbed you and pulled you down but at the same time, a dart flew and hit the the person's hand. Everyone then looked to see Yanjun's killer looks.

As everyone was distracted, you pulled yourself up at the same time Yanjun came and stood in front of you, holding your hand softly. Stroking your knuckles, he asked if they did anything else which you shook your head and told him that they just tried to flirt whilst the girls were already somewhat drunk. Yanjun gave you a slight apologetic smile before going back to his cold gaze towards his ex-classmates.

"Can't you tell when a woman is clearly not interested and taken? The next time you do that to my woman or any sort of girls, it won't be a dart flying and the target surely won't be your hand" Yanjun warned, rubbing your knuckles softly before starting to leave

"You think you're all that huh Yanjun?! Just because you made a name for yourself now, you can do as you please, huh?!" one of the guys challenged

"Heh, I'd watch my mouth if I were you. Wouldn't want people to know about your 'illegal business' or the fact that you've been out with 10 different women this past week, now would you?" Yanjun challenged back, slightly smirking as the guy's face suddenly turned pale

"Thought so. C'mon (y/n), let's get outta here. The night market doesn't close until 11pm" Yanjun whispered, giving you a genuine smile as you went out together hand in hand like how you came in together

Zhu Zhengting

Mama Ting!! That gaze!! I surrender!! I won't play games till late at night!!! Kay", scenario time!!

Ok, for mama Ting, I feel that he's dating with a normal office worker (aka you), you guys met through mutual friends and for some reason, Zhengting feels at ease whenever he's with you (like, not awkward at all, unlike with most girls).

Zhengting was just waiting at your apartment and cooking up some dinner for the both of you since you told him that you might be coming back late due to an important meeting with your boss.

Once he heard the door unlocked, Zhengting welcomed you with his soft smile and sparkling eyes that was full of love (also open arms) which you gave him a tired smile but immediately hugged him when you've put your things down.

"How was work? What meeting was it? Oh, tell me over dinner. I made your favourites!!" Zhengting mentioned, guiding you to the dining area where he has prepared dinner

"Thank you, Ting. It was a confusing meeting honestly. Like, my boss suddenly asked about my relationship with you" you explained as you started to eat the dinner

"Really? Does your boss know me? Like know know or was he just trying to hit on you?!" Zhengting questioned, his tone getting serious

"Not sure. He was trying to offer me another job which paid quite a lot but it has something to do with my relationship. Like, when I told him that I was in a relationship, he gave this weird look like he wasn't satisfied and just dismissed me. Saying that he'll think about it" you elaborated

"Hmmm. Whatever you do, don't take the job unless he gives you the full details, alright? And if you're worried about money because your current job isn't paying you well, don't fret, I'm here!!" Zhengting exclaimed

"I don't want to leach off of you Ting but yea, I'm not gonna take that job. I'm planning to find a job elsewhere and resign once I reached my one year mark" you explained

"Good!! Now finish up then shower so we can go watch some dramas" Zhengting cheered

It's been roughly a week or so since you told Zhengting about the offer and Zhengting was currently at the bar along with Kun because they had to spy on some men coming to the bar; something about opening a brothel or an illegal business of some sort.

When the people were already there, both Zhengting and Kun split up to get some information out of the men. Nothing in particular really caught the two's attention up until one of the men brought up a file containing your information.

"I'm telling you, she's the best looking one in my company. Not to mention, whenever she wears skinny jeans, it just fits her body so well. Anyone would die to take her and our business will blow up" one of the men mentioned, pointing at a picture of your face

"But you mentioned that she's taken. Are you sure you can get her to join?" the other men asked

"She needs the money. Plus, I can always cut her pay and tell her that this job suits her better" the men mentioned, laughing

But oh boi, they picked on the wrong girl. Because the minute Zhengting heard the conversation and was sure that it was your picture that they used, he immediately gave the guy a good punch in the face, knocking him down and holding a gun up right at his temple.

"I take it you like using helpless woman for your illegal money? Not only that, using them then abusing them before you discard them. How annoying. I'll give you a few minutes to confess everything before I blow up your brainless head" Zhengting barked, his gun was right by the man's temple

"So you're her so-called boyfriend, huh? I'll just kill you here and..." the man scoffed but his scoffed turned into a scream as Zhengting shot the man's leg

"I was wondering who was my girlfriend's boss as he was so daring to ask about her relationship but was unsatisfied when he realised she was taken. Well, this is still consider verbal harrasement, right Kun?" Zhengting snickered

"Sure thing. Since we got some evidence here, pretty sure he'll get fired the second we inform this to the authority. Also, he'll probably lose all his wealth" Kun replied

"Wa-wait a minute?! Kun?! As in the Cai Xukun?! Leader of 9%?! Does that mean...you...you're..." the man stuttered

"Zhengting. Zhu. Zheng. Ting. The so-called boyfriend of the woman you're trying to hire into an illegal business. Oh well, save your breath for the court" Zhengting replied, a smirk plastering his face as the man's face turned very pale

Wang Ziyi

For this specific picture of Ziyi, I imagine it being a bit similar to mama Ting's one. Where you were just a normal worker, not an idol/actress/artist or even a daughter of a famous company owner. You were just you; which, to Ziyi, you were everything.

Now, unlike the in mama Ting's one, you weren't offered a new job at a new location that was completely different to the one you were currently in. However, the boss of your company did pay a close attention to you. He would often try to flirt with you, send you flowers or even directly asked you out; which of course you declined them all.

This happened even before you met Ziyi. But unfortunately, it still happened even after you've been dating Ziyi. However, it wasn't as bad as when you weren't dating Ziyi. You dunno whether its because he finally started giving up or because he knew you were dating someone since you never really told him you were actually dating someone.

But while your boss may not know that you were dating someone, you did tell Ziyi about how your boss has been flirting with you and all. But we all know how patient Ziyi is. Not only was he patient in hearing your complaints and all but he was also patient with your so-called "boss". Well, that is until he ran into your "boss" at the gym.

You and Ziyi have been going to the gym quite regularly (let's all pretend it aint covid) and normally Ziyi would treat you lunch (which is how he got you to go to the gym with him). So, Ziyi would normally go and do some weight training whilst you just went to do some cardio (like on the treadmill or bicycle).

It was going like normal until you were about to do a bit of weights yourself (like that pull-up weight thing) and as you were going to do your thing, your boss suddenly came up to you and you guessed it, tried to flirt with you.

You tried to tell him off nicely but the same time scanned the room to find Ziyi who was apparently at the boxing area. It took a good 5 minutes or so but Ziyi finally saw you and understood your situation.

He was about to tell the guy off nicely until he saw the guy closing in the space between the both of you near a wall. And lets just say, Ziyi was finally at the peak of his patience and just snapped at the dude.

He pulled the dude back and twisted his arm till you can hear a crack. Ziyi then told your "boss" off and even threatened him because apparently throughout this whole time, Ziyi was doing a lil "background check" on your so-called "boss".

"It's not nice to pick on a lady who's clearly taken. Especially when you, yourself is also taken" Ziyi scoffed, pushing the guy further back

"Aghhh, l-let go off, m-me. This isn't even a fair fight" the guy stuttered as Ziyi pushed the guy who eventually fell downwards

"I suggest you leave and not hit on anyone. Unless, of course, you'd like me to tell your wife about it" Ziyi threatened, taking his phone out and showing the guy some pics of his affair

"I, I'll get lost. Just don't show this to my wife or anyone" the guy babbled, rushing to leave the scene

"C'mon (y/n), let's go get lunch at your favourite" Ziyi mentioned, grabbing your hand and giving you his signature (yet sweet) smile Xiaogui

For Xiaogui, I imagine that he was the owner of a well renowned bar in Shanghai. It's been a tough week for you and when you told Xiaogui all about it, he felt sorry that he flew all the way to where you work, telling you that he'll stay over the weekend so the two of you can have a chill weekend together.

But, on the way back to your place, Xiaogui got a call from the bar about someone looking for him. He asked you for permission which you know that it was his bar and so you told him that it's alright. He gave your hand a light squeeze before speeding up to the bar.

Upon reaching the bar, he directed you to a secret door which led to his private office. He told you to just stay there whilst he takes care of the things at the bar.

However, not long after Xiaogui left, you suddenly had a bad feeling, as if you were being watched or something. You weren't dumb and you knew that Xiaogui hid his gun in his office (I mean, the dude taught you how to do self-defense and how to use a gun). You went over his desk trying to find the gun but the secone you held it, you felt a gun being pointed at the back of your head.

"You know, what ghost around, comes around" a deep voice mentioned, the gun being pressed by your head

"Now be a good girl and put the gun down" the man stated as you slowly put the gun down but only to make him lower his guard so you quickly upperhand him by taking his gun

As you manage to upperhand the attacker, he started to attack you which was not good. Sure, Xiaogui taught you a thing or two but when you're faced with it in real-life, that's a different story. You tried to keep your composure and threw his gun far away so it'll just be a hand to hand combat but you were still at a disadvantage.

You were already being cornered and as you took the nearest object as a weapon/shield, the attacker told you that you were no match for him. But as he was just a hand reach away, the door slammed opened and a bullet was shot right at the attacker's chest, close to his heart. You divert your gaze only to meet with Xiaogui's gaze.

"Touch her one more time and I'll make sure you live a living hell before I actually send you to hell, myself" Xiaogui stated, a signature grin was plastered on his face when he saw the attacker fell on the floor You Zhangjing

If Imma be honest, this was another hard scenario but here goes nothing.

So, for Zhangjing's scenario, I imagined that you, Zhangjing, Yanjun and Nongnong had to attend this special dinner that the opposite gang was going since they had some deals to handle.

You knew that it was quite a risk by going but they needed someone to come with them so it wouldn't seem too obvious that they were planning on handling the opposite gang. Plus, you get free food so that was a major plus.

Which is how you ended up in a little black dress with your arms linked with Zhangjing and Nongnong as Yanjun was in front of you, all four of you making your way to the ballroom hall of the hotel the dinner was being held.

Yanjun, being Yanjun and the third person in charge in 9% reminded everyone of their jobs. Also reminded you to stay near by them and let any one of them know when you wanted to go somewhere like the bathroom or some sort.

After rediscussing the plan, Yanjun was the first to excuse himself because he was the hitman of the group. Nongnong also left to mingle around and get some information. Which meant, it was you and Zhangjing.

Of course, it was no surprised that the two of you immediately headed to where the food is. The both of you were enjoying the food and occasionally talk with the other guests at the dinner until Yanjun called Zhangjing to request some hacking which Zhangjing proceed in doing.

But in the midst of hacking, you had the urge to go to the bathroom and told Zhangjing that I was gonna go which he told me to quickly go and come right back to his side which you agreed.

After finishing with your bathroom business, you went out to try and find where Zhangjing was but got a bit lost and this dude was trying to get on my nerve even after you declined him so many times. I mean, one Yanjun is more than enough.

But when this guy was persistent, you decided to fight back which he clearly didn't like at all. You knew lots of fighting skills and self-defence stuff by being with 9% for a long time. Heck, you were their most trusted person other than each other.

As you were about to end this little disturbance, the guy was knocked out cold and you saw You Zhangjing out of the 3 men you came with. His gaze could rival Yanjun (emphasis on could XD)

"Can't we just have one night of dinner in peace? Haish. C'mon (y/n), let's go back and enjoy our dinner" Zhangjing stated, extending his hand out as you went to grab it

"You know I had it under control" you stated, pouting

"I know. But I wanted it over with, plus the deal is done and we can go order in with everyone" Zhangjing exclaimed as the both of you skidded through the hall

#nine percent #Nine percent scenarios #Nine percent imagines #cai xukun #chen linong #fan chengcheng #justin huang #huang minghao #lin yanjun #zhu zhengting #wang ziyi #xiao gui #wang linkai #you zhangjing #Cai xukun scenarios #Cai xukun imagines #Chen linong scenarios #Chen linong imagines #Fan chengcheng scenarios #Fan chengcheng imagines #Justin huang scenarios #Justin huang imagines #Lin yanjun scenarios #Lin yanjun imagines #Zhu Zhengting scenarios #Zhu Zhengting imagines #Wang Ziyi scenarios #Wang Ziyi imagines #Xiao Gui scenarios #Xiao Gui imagines

[marchioness-caprina]

You Like Me Not?

Pairings : Takami Keigo (Hawks) x Reader

Writing Style : 3rd Person

Warnings : Mild Cussing

Word Count 3290

3rd Person's POV

" Hawks. I'll ask you Nicely ok? Can you Please Please keep your distance from That New hero in your agency? That Foxy bimbo bitch what's her name again? " Y/n ranted narrowing her eyes towards Keigo who was casually lounging down on the couch with an amused look on his face.

" Now now Little Dove, I can't avoid her if you don't even know her name. But if I must say it then... Hmm" Keigo's eyes gleamed mischievously at the female in front of him as he uttered a word that made y/n go red with anger .

" Enchantress? "

" Keigo. " Y/n gave him a stern look and he just laughed at her face like it was a joke.

" Listen Kid. Looks like you gotta have another reality check. I can't avoid her because.... " Keigo paused his eyes never leaving y/n's angered face.

" Because? " Y/n growled impatiently as she crossed her arms.

" 1. We're Not even dating but here you are acting like you're MY girlfriend when you're clearly you're.... Not. " Keigo chuckled and y/n who knew that it was a fact flinched; feeling as if a million bricks were dropped on top of her head. The way he said it was like a harsh blow to the gut but she kept her usual strong expression.

" 2. We're working under the same agency so getting paired up with her isn't avoidable... Plus as her hero name states... She is enchanting " Keigo's smirk only grew as y/n's face became flushed with anger. Her eyes burning up dangerously as she gave a venomous glare at Keigo.

" And last but not the least... 3. I'm not interested in a first year kid. So chances of the two of us of ever dating is a Big fat No. Plus I think Enchantress is a lot more prettier than the average and if you ask me... I'd go after adults like her than Kids like you so stop acting like we're---" Although Keigo's Tone was indeed playful and the smirk on his face made it even more clearer. His words stung like hell.

Y/n who was visiting their agency and went straight up to his office to complain had taken in the harsh damages and blows. Yes she may be a first year brat in U.A but was it really terrible to love someone older than her by a few years?.

Apparently she was a little naive in terms of love so when Keigo saved her when she was still in middle school she fell in love. Who wouldn't? He's got undeniable charms, a pretty face , a well sculptured figure but most of all. He made her feel safe and protected, setting she never felt before so when she finally began studying in U.A she decided to pursue Hawks so it was very common for her to come by the agency. Almost everyone knows who she is by now.

So this was the usual; but it was the first time she walked out on Keigo who was still Talking.

Because it was honestly too much. After she confessed to him and started pursuing him, Keigo decided to be a Jerk and gave her a very hard time. When she'd come over to give him lunch he'd purposely fly away and call her to deliver it to a specific place but when she gets there he calls her again to either say that she was taking too long and left or he had 'accidentally' gave the wrong address and he needs her to send it on this one instead.

And he keeps doing that everytime. He even went as far as to go to another town to have her chasing him like a madman. Yet her determination never faltered. Something Hawks had came to acknowledge her for.

He sends her on wild goose chases and one time he gave her 3 wrong addresses even though he was only sitting in his office the whole time.

And if people think his wings are sharp then his words are sharper. He may be sweet to the media or the other people outside but when talking to her, his words are venomous, sarcastic, and over all it's just rude and pretty painful to hear.

How y/n had managed to stand strong until now was a mystery and everyone in the agency had grew to respect her for this but also carrying a little hatred for Hawks who purposely plays with her.

Keigo who was left in his office was speechless, he blinked a few times and even pinched himself to see if he was dreaming and when he found out that he wasn't he gave out a sigh.

It was quiet, far too quiet. His mind drifted off to y/n who had stormed out of his office awhile ago. Yes he was very much aware of the cruel treatment he was giving her but that's only because he wanted to see how persistent this girl was with her love for him, he thought she'd give up within the second time but when she never did he grew even more intrested and began testing her a lot more than intended and when he found out that her affection for him was too strong.

He didn't know what to do and began running away like a coward. It was wrong in so many levels. She was younger than him not to mention she's still studying in U.A, His job isn't necessarily designed to have a normal life and finding love and making a family IS normal, and he might die one day and he didn't want her to carry the burden of losing him so it's better to make her hate him.

But boy was he wrong when she kept coming back stronger than before. She was already forcing her way in his heart that he became distressed with his emotions.

And poof, he suddenly realized that he loved her back.

Something about her allured him to no ends and curse his animalistic instincts when it comes to mates because as much as he hates to admit it, he had already acknowledged her as a Mate. HIS mate. He can't help but be greedy and possessive of her, and the the mighty knows how many nights he had to lock himself in, restrain himself while his self control was being brutally tested on ; because with one wrong move he may have already infiltrated U.A causing a security distress, Crashed inside her dorm room , fucking bred her like a feral animal and claimed her like the pretty little mate she was.

Everytime he sees her, his control weakens and he had to hit himself and punch his face multiple times literally to remind himself that she was still a goddamn minor and he can't have his way with her yet.

She's not making it any easier for him so he developed a bad habit of taking it out on her because if his words can't do the talking then he might as well jump her bones and have her screaming his name.

Keigo groaned as he planted his palm on his forehead.

He was beginning to feel anxious. Like something bad was about to happen; something he didn't like at all.

He turned on the T.V and started reading through a few papers works but he couldn't hold himself back anymore.

He jumped out the window and began feverishly looking for the h/c haired girl.

" Fuck me and my Fucking Hormones... God.... Kid what have you done to me? " He mumbled but it came out as a growl instead. He was agitated, frantic and nervous, he couldn't get her out of his head even if he'd hit his head on a fucking billboard.

His eyes darting to every direction he knew she would take to get here. As creepy as it may sound but he knows every single route she'd take to get to his agency including the transportation she'd take to get there every time.

After some time he finally spotted her after dashing and flying at jet speed throughout the city like a mentally deranged patient he had finally spotted her .

A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he tried to regain his cool.

" Hey Kid" He yelled out once he was near enough and he got no answer.

Y/n had purposely ignored him. His words still rang inside her head and everytime she remembered. It made her heart clench in pain.

And when she heard her name being called out by the said Male . She wanted to turn around. hell she even wanted to run to him like a love sick little puppy but she can't let him see that she was crying.

So she ignored him and began walking at a faster pace.

" Oohh~ playing hard to get now aren't we? You know you gotta try harder. A little silent treatment isn't going to have me falling for you ya know" keigo casually stated with a hint of playfulness but he knew any better; he was desperate to have her attention back to him.

God, what did he do? Did she finally wake up and decided that she was sick of his bullshit treatment? Shit now what?.

After minutes of no answer Keigo began to feel frustrated and without thinking he landed behind her and grabbed her by the shoulder. only to whirl her around to face him.

" Kid---"

Keigo froze after seeing here blood shot eyes and tear stained cheeks.

He did it this time and he felt like a full blown jerk for doing this... For hurting her.

Y/n avoided any form of eye contact and placed her eyes on anywhere but him, lips quivering in a mixture of anger and sadness. She looked like a mess.

But Keigo thought otherwise though, he felt so sick of himself. The face she was making, teary eyes, flushed cheeks, quivering lips. It had disgustingly turned him on even though the situation screamed otherwise. His thoughts began to drift into the dirtiest part of his mind wondering if this face would be the reward he'd get if he'd have her under him, sprawled all over his sheets, sweaty and needy for him while crying-- no begging for him to give her more while he rearranged her guts. Damn he really was Messed up in every possible way.

He wanted to slap himself for thinking that way but a part of him couldn't blame himself because ever since she started coming over he had been so pent up it was a miracle he hadn't fucked her on the spot. And he didn't even have the guts to fuck another woman because he already acknowledged her as a mate; HIS mate.

He swallowed hard before forcing himself to speak.

" What's this? Now you're giving me a Sad and Pity worthy face? If you're making me feel guilty then it's working. I didn't think you'd stoop this low th---"

" Takami leave me alone. I don't want to see you right now, if you came here to insult me even further then just Go. " Y/n cut him off, she was unable to bring herself from listening to another one of his remarkable insults again when the wound was still fresh.

Keigo paused as his once playful stare began to change into a more intimidating and stern look.

' Leave you Alone? After what you've done to me? Oh~ what a naughty baby bird... No Never.... I'll keep this in mind when I finally claim you, I'll punish you for ever thinking of leaving' those thoughts circulated through Keigo's head as he silently stood there. Staring at her.

Y/n who was unable to handle the pressure tried to yank herself away from his hold but he had a grisly grip on her shoulders and his gaze managed to intimidate her enough to stop moving.

" Listen.... Y/n---"

" Senior Hawks! " Keigo was cut off from speaking and to top it all up he was taken by surprise and his reflexes kicked in; pushing y/n away quite harshly.

Their gazes were flung to the left where Enchantress, the new Hero in their agency was running towards them with a devious smile.

Keigo groaned and y/n rolled her eyes after seeing the pink haired female make her way towards them.

" Hey " Keigo muttered but again; he was caught by surprise when Enchantress had wrapped her arms around his while smiling proudly at y/n.

" Who's This Senior? " She asked pointing at y/n but the look on her face made it obvious that she already knew who y/n was.

" She's y/n...a fan" Keigo's persona shifted in a heartbeat and was now wearing his natural and charming smile.

" Oh? She's a Fan? Well nice to meet you. I'm the new Hero Enchantress, Say... You have a pretty face " Enchantress smirked making y/n fight back a scowl.

" Thanks " As much as y/n wanted to drop all the pleasantries and Immediately move to the part where she's ripping of Enchantress's left boob.... She can't.

So she decided to keep it neutral and gave Enchantress a small nod and a smile.

" You have a pretty face... But... Senior if you were given a chance to pick, which one of us would you choose? I wonder" Enchantress cheered innocently but her question got Hawks cornered.

She was doing this on purpose; placing him in a situation where he'd most likely fuck up and judging by the looks the two females were giving him... He can't smooth talk his way outta this. Not this time.

" Of course.... I'd pick you-- " Keigo's eyes we're settled on y/n but he pulled his gaze away from her and towards enchantress. " Enchantress" Keigo finished and The look of triumph on The pink haired female's face was floor-bash worthy.

Y/n stood in place, for a moment there she had her hopes up. Keigo was cruel enough to pull that stunt on her; giving her false hope only to bring her down and rub it in her face.

" Or course you'd pick me, miss y/n is still a kid and she's... Take no Offense in this miss y/n but Senior Hawks is a bit... Hmmm... Out of your league?" Enchantress smirk grew wider and Hawks who was already lying through his teeth was still fighting his Pride for dominance.

With a sharp glare sent towards Enchantress who didn't seem to notice only scooted closer towards him.

" Oh, Really? Ok then "

Keigo blinked at how nonchalant and uncaring y/n's reply was. He was genuinely expecting her to explode like usual but this time it's different.

Y/n was fighting back the new batch of tears, heartbreak was a real pain in the ass. Couldn't he just put her down slowly? Why is he taking pleasure in hurting her this way? Now he's rubbing salt onto the wound.

In which area did she lack in? Her face? Body? Skill? Intelligence? Now that she thought about it, Enchantress tray lived up to her Hero name. She was perfect in every angle.... Perfect for Hawks. Enchantress had a nice body, a seductive face and y/n heard of the achievements done by the Female Hero.

She can't beat her even if she tried. She's mentally, physically and emotionally drained to even give a reaction. She'd just get hurt even more.

Maybe this is a sign.

For her to finally give up, move on, shift her focus and concentration to something more beneficial.

This was hopeless and all she ever got was pain. She's not a masochist who yearns for the continuous and brutal impact of emotional pain. Heck even masochists needs a little love too.

She's tired and y/n knows better than to put herself down with her own insecurities. So she needed to make a move fast because she'll only get hurt again.

It's wise to forget him.

With a deep breath she pulled out a strong front with a genuine smile on her face as she gazed at Keigo and Enchantress.

Keigo wore an anxious look while Enchantress held a surprised expression.

" Well, you two do look compatible and you're right he is out of my league.... That's why I'll look for someone else within my reach. He's not the only fish in the pond.... I'm sure I'm holding you guys back.. Carry on with your hero duties, I'll go back now Bye~" Y/n turned around and gave them a wave before skipping away from the two.

Her tone along with her smile looked far too cheerful that it scared Hawks.

Did she just say she'd look for Someone Else?, she had the guts to say that right in front of him?.

He balled his hand into a fist, and for the first time in his life he had never felt this scared to lose someone. He was breathing heavily while throwing a mental tantrum.

" You know.... I thought you'd finally stop that bad habit of yours Hawks.... I learned from the rumors and wanted to see for myself and probably give you a hand to confess to her but now that I've witnessed it, You really are a Fucktard" Enchantress shook her head as she crossed her arms gazing at Hawks with disappointment.

" Fuck off. This was your fault to Begin with. It's not as easy as you think"

" Really? You're blaming me for all the fuck ups you're responsible for? A girl's heart is fragile Hawks... I didn't live for a hundred years buried in the shelter of naivety. Her love was true and I think you just lost your chances.... If you wanna fix it. Fix it fast because once a girl has enough, she'll leave you like you're worth nothing. "

" I... I know I fucked up but your meddling wasn't necessary "

" Really? I was getting tired of watching you hurt her. I'm a woman too and I don't appreciate seeing other men hurt a woman who clearly loves them.... I did her a favor by giving her the ultimatum to let go... Looks like she took it in the end " Enchantress chuckled while Hawks stood there, his demeanor turning darker by the passing second.

" You're saying it's better that she leave me? " Keigo muttered Darkly , a dangerous look in his eyes began to resurface.

Enchantress kept a calm expression and nodded her head.

" You're Toxic Hawks. And it's better for her to leave you than seeing her get hurt over and over again... I've been in that stage before... And it hurts more than any injury I've suffered... "

" Since you're so knowledgeable about this then why not tell me how to fix it? Before I decide to go rogue and slit your throat" keigo threatened as he plucked out a feather which turned rudged and sharp; pointing it at Enchantress .

" Hmm... You seem to Love her judging by how strongly you reacted ... But you're worst than shit in showing it... But here's a tip . If you wanna fix it then fix yourself first. Learn how to treat a woman you like as if she's greater than a queen and remember that I'm not the one who hurt her...it was you." With those words being uttered Enchantress disappeared in a puff of smoke.

........ To be continued

#bnha #bnha x reader #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha imagine #y/n #xreader #hawks imagine #Hawks x Reader #Takami Keigo #Keigo x Reader #Jealous!Keigo #You Love Me Not?

[yamithediaperdork]

Beach baby blues (Ben 10)

Gwen was having a good sleep in her bunk, a rare good sleep since for the past week her and Ben had been at each others throats fighting and pranking each other almost none stop. the feuding was wearing on everyone, including Grandpa max who had gone out side to sleep last night just to get away from all of it.

Still, Once Ben had FINALLY stopped belching the alphabet and gone to sleep there had been blessed peace and she was soaking in the Z's.Or had been till Ben who had woken up first decided to give her a rude wake up call.

It helped that Gwen slept on her side and so her face was pointed outward as Ben got as close as her dare, Butt almost touching her nose, then sounded his own version of a wake up trumpet with a grunt.

PBBBBBBBTTTTTT!

The force of the fart ACTUALLY ruffled Gwen's hair and her eyes opened wide even as she wrinkled her nose and she sat up in a hurry, hands going to her nose.

"BEN! THAT'S DISGUSTING!" She yelled, gagging from the rotten egg smell.

"Nah, that's funny!" he laughed, then sniffed and waved a hand. "whew,m ok yeah, name that sucker, it's sticking around for awhile! you're gonna smell like fart ALL day!"

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU WITH A HONEST TO GOD SMILE ON MY FACE YOU IMMATURE BRAT!!" Gwen Shouted and went to jump out of bed with her hands ready to strangle him.

"Whoa whoa whoa, Gwen! Calm down alright..what I did was wrong and not funny..I'm sorry." Ben said, hands out in front of him and slowly coming closer. "We can totally talk this out like mature young ad-" and then Ben put a hand by his butt and farted on it and then put the hand in her face.

"CUP OF CHEESE!" he shouted and dashed into the bathroom, locking the door as Gwen fell back, holding her poor nose.

'I'm gonna strangle him! No, not good enough..I'll cover him in gravy and toss him in the wood! ...still not good enough! there has to be some way to get back at him and sound him he's acting like..like..' Gwen thought, gagging and opening a window in the rust bucket to get some fresh air flowing in and washing her face in the sink since Ben was hogging the can.

A cruel, awful idea came to her, it was in the curse section of the book and would make the punishment fit the crime and she wondered for a second if she was REALLY mad enough to make Ben look like how he was acting.

"Hey fart breath, I 'accidentally' knocked your toothbrush into the can. hope you don't mind!" Ben called.

"Yeah.. he deserves this." Gwen muttered and grabbed her spell book.

By the time Ben felt brave enough to come out of the bathroom, the curse had already been set up and ready to go, Ben just had to ingest it, so on that note Gwen gave him a small smile and nodded to the table where a stack of pancakes were waiting for him.

"...ok whats the catch?" Ben said skeptically.

"No catch Ben, their normal pancakes. Look, that cup of cheese thing was actually..kind of funny." Gwen forced herself to say. "and it's clear you're gonna win the prank war so I just wanna toss up the flag now. I'll even leave you alone when we get to the beach later."

Ben raised a eyebrow and sat down, eyeing the five pancakes and then her and she rolled her eyes and cut off a small piece of then and chewed and swallowed, the middle of the flapjacks were where the curse was sitting.

"Happy?" She asked.

Ben looked thoughtful then nodded.

"Yeah ok, I suppose it makes sense you'd realize your beaten. your smart in so many ways but I'm king of the pranks." Ben said and proceed to go to town on the pancakes, making a mess and making Gwen realize his eating habits weren't gonna change all that much by the time the day was over.

'how did he get some in his HAIR!?'

Gwen had her own non cursed Pancakes and some for gramps when he came in and then it was off to the beach, it wasn't that far of a drive though Ben got in a shower on the way as did Gwen after him.

Ben even seemed to feel bad about dropping her toothbrush in the can and offered to share his with her, but Gwen polity turned it down.

Parking the rust bucket Grandpa max got his own beach gear ready and clearly had plans on just tanning and reading a book.

"Alright Kid, I know the food stands at these beach's can get pricey so I'm giving you each $30. but once it's gone it gone so make it last. you each have a key to the rust bucket if you need to get out of the sun and basically, go have fun." He said, ruffling their hair and walking off.

with Ben in his swim trunks and having a tote bag for towels and the like and Gwen in her swim suite and like wise, the cousins hit the beach and looked it over trying to figure out what to do first.

Oh look, there's a nice little rock formation over there, likely to be a ton of seashells!" Gwen said, trying to sound as boring as possible so Ben wouldn't wanna hang out with her and she could watch her work in action without having to smell him.

"Lammmmme!" Ben said and rolled his eyes.

He was about to suggest they go swimming when he spotted some five year olds making sand castles and oddly, the idea appealed to him.

"Oh! let's make a sand castle! with a moat and lots of towers and-"

"What are you, five?" Gwen asked.

"YOUR FIVE!" Ben huffed, sticking out his bottom lip in a uber pout, clearly not even noticing how juvenile he was sound or acting. "Go play with your stinky shells fart breath!" he added as if it was the greatest insult ever and stomped away,

"..it's like sandblasting a soup cracker." Gwen mused.

The five year olds were naturally shocked at first when a big kid wanted to make sand castles with them, but soon were delighted. they were both shorter then Ben (naturally) and one had a wild head of orange hair and freckles on his face and introduced himself as Trevor, while the other had dirty blond hair in a crew crew and said his name was Lance.

"I'm Ben Tennyson!" Ben said, puffing up his chest like he expected the kids to know who he was despite the fact his superhero career was mostly on the down low.

"Umm.. cool?" the little guys said after a 20 second pause.

"Do you have a Bucket or anything or just gonna use your hands?" Lance asked.

"...ah crud. Knew I forgot something." Ben said face palming and then pointing his index fingers together, giving the younger boys his best pleading look. "Coulddddd we maybe share?"

The little guys exchanged looks, the big boy was acting more like one of them, but then shrugged and nodded.

"Alright, I suppose so. just make sure your sand castle looks AWESOME!" Trevor said and handed over his bucket.

"Oh, it'll be super awesome! Like, 20 times better then either of yours." Ben said, getting a swelled head and smirking, not noticing his bladder starting to fill up rapidly.

"Uh..No need to go all jerk butt about it." Lance said.

"Yeah, if your gonna be a butt, then I want my bucket back." Trevor added.

"Pffft just TRY and take it!" Ben said and stuck out his tongue, plopping his butt filling up the bucket.

"Friggen brat." Lance Mumbled, and tugged Trevor back over to their castle. "C'mon, I'll share with you."

Ben ignored them as he got to work, His tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he worked on what would be his masterpiece, a work of sand castle art that would go down in the record books.

Or at least that's how it looked in his head, where his brain was rapidly losing it's maturity even as he lost half a inch of height. In truth Ben's 'grand sandcastle' was just a lump of sand that kept crumbling because it was too dry and Ben's efforts to keep it together wasn't really working.

"..Hey one of you dumb babies give me a shovel!" Ben said, standing up and semi over his 'sand castle', hands on his hips.

"No way!" the boys said in unison, both smirking and looking beyond Ben.

"I said give me one Now or I'll kick your butts so har-" Ben started then heard a deep voice clearing it's throat and turned around looking up at a 6'7, ripped and tanned Life guard. "Er.. Howdy." Ben said meekly.

"Do we have a problem over here?" The Life guard asked, looking down and frowning. "I like to run a nice safe beach were everyone can get along and have NO tolerance for bullies." The lifeguard semi lied.

in truth while he hated bullies on their own, he loved watching bullies get their come upance.

"Nooo Nope Not at all!" Ben squeaked out. "J-Just a little misunderstanding! I-I was about to return this bucket my good friends here lent me!" Ben said, feeling scared and nervous, which was odd to him since he had taken on WAY worse when it came to aliens."R-Right Lance?..Trevor?"

"..." the two little guys exchanged looks, silently debating if they were gonna back Ben up but before the could answer the stress of the situation got to Ben and his full bladder.

there was a hissing noise and Ben's face screwed up as his crotch suddenly felt warm and then his legs, but it wasn't till he looked down he realized why they felt warm.

He was wetting himself!

"A-Ah! No!" Ben yelped, hands going over his crotch as he turned bright read, the little guys snickering and covering their mouths, trying NOT to be rude because they'd been raised right.

"...Son you do know that we have strict rules about how little boys and girls who AREN'T potty trained need to be diapered right? can't have you using the beach like it's a litter box." The life guard said, a condescending tone in his voice as he took Ben's hand.

"W-Wait no! I don't normally..I just!..You scared me!" Ben whined and whimpered, trying to stop himself being pulled along but all that happened as his heel made trails in the sand.

tears were welling up in his eyes and he was whining and having a fit, which of course only drew MORE attention to them but before they got too fair Lance spoke up.

"Excuse me, Mister life guard?" He said, giving Ben a glimmer of hope the little dude was gonna speak on his defense.

"Yes?"

"You forgot Ben's tote bag." Lance said and held it up as Trevor took back his pail, holding it with two fingers and holding his nose, and heading to the water to wash it just in case.

"Oh Thanks little guy."

One trip to a changing room (Usually mean for swim suits but taking on a whole new meaning for Ben) And Mr. big shot alien hero had a thick white with nursery prints diaper taped around his hips.

the stupid thing was bulky enough he couldn't close his legs and Ben wasn't sure what he was more annoyed about.

The fact he'd been taped in a diaper and had nothing to cover it with since his shorts were soaked..or the fact he'd had to PAY 5 bucks for the stupid diaper or get off the beach!

"Now I'll check on you in a hour..that's how long it'll take for your shorts to dry out..And if your diapers still clean by then we'll chalk it up to a freak accident." The life guard said, helping Ben to his feet. "But I don't wanna see you bullying anyone else, got it mister?"

"..yeah." Ben huffed, sulking and arms crossed looking away and then peering at the door. "Uh...can I just stay in here till my shorts are dried?"

"Sorry, 10 minutes tops rule on changing room use. I would let you but gosh, I'm the one who enforces the rules and if I start ignoring them.." The life guard said with a smile that made it clear he wasn't sorry one little bit.

"Truly, you are a beckon of Justice." Ben snarked, and got turned around and padded butt slapped forcing him out of the changing room for his trouble. "..I've gotta learn to start watching my mouth."

Ben had a moment of hope as he walked back out onto the beach, his diaper crinkling, that maybe no one would notice or be polite enough not to say anything.

He held onto that hope for all of 20 seconds before the first cry of "Look at that kid in the massive diaper!" rang out over the beach.

anyone who wasn't looking all turned and soon a roar of laughter built up from most of the crowd, with a few mothers and fathers trying to scold their kids not to tease, some boys don't mature as fast as others.

Ben himself tried to think of a spin to put on the diapers even as he squirmed and blushed and tried to hide them with his hands, but somehow he doubted anyone would buy that they were just a new European style of swimming trunks.

'Ok, eff this, I'm going back to the rust bucket!' Ben thought and turned to go and get away from the attention..and turned into a group of smaller boys who were being lead by Lance and Trevor.

'Ohhh this isn't going end well.' Ben thought then gulped loudly and put a weak smile on his face. "H-Heyyyy guys...W-what's up?"

"See? I told you that big bully was gonna be in diapers!" Lance said to the group behind him.

"Ha! he's as red as a tomato!" Trevor added.

"Umm.. If I say sorry we maybe can just forgive and forget and all be friends?" Ben tried, not for a second thinking that would work but it was better then his only other option: Trying to out run the brats in the massive huggies.

There was a quiet laugh among the group and a lot of heads shaking no, but then Lance smiled big time and Ben had a bad feeling in his tummy tum.

"Welll I suppose it wouldn't be FAIR to pick on a big dumb baby.. That IS what you are right Ben?" Lance asked. "of course if your a big boy who just happens to be in diapers we'll have to torment you till you're crying and begging for mommy."

".." Ben quickly weighed his options and while he knew he should fight back, or argue, he was feeling really intimidated and his bottom lip was quivering, even as he shrunk a little bit, not enough to be noticeable to the group, at least not yet. "I-I'm a big dumb baby. Please don't kick my butt!"

The group laughed BIG time and Ben oddly found himself wanting to suck on his thumb, the bad feeling in his tummy getting worse.

"Man, I thought he was red before!" One boy said.

"Hmm, maybe he's getting a sun burn! we better get something cool in the babies system!" Trevor said. "Does baby Ben want a snow cone? our treat."

Of course as Trevor said that, one of the kids had taken Ben's tote back and had fished out his money from gramp's.

"U-Um Yes Please..but..Please put that money back!" Ben said, letting Lance take his hand and start to lead him to the snow cone stand.

"Oh? Why little guy?" Trevor asked.

"I..I need it in case.." And Ben tried to think of a good reason that would keep him from getting robbed. "In case I need a new diapie! these are five bucks a pop!" Ben said, proud of how clever he was for a split second, then realized he basically flat out said he needed the diapers/was planing on using the one he was in.

Naturally the kids ALL laughed and snickered.

"Oh, that's a good point BABY Ben. Don't worry, we'll just use the five dollar bill and make sure you'll have enough for four diapie changes." Lance snickered.

"But we'll still hold onto your money. a big dumb BABY like you can't be trusted with cash. Aren't you lucky that you have us to look out for you?" Trevor added.

Ben whined loudly and went to argue but instead a loud but muffled poot came out and the kids broke into fresh laughter and held their noses.

"Sheesh I think he's gonna need a diapie change soon!" Trevor snickered.

"NUH-UH! I DUN POOP MYSELF!!" Ben huffed and whined, stopping and stomping a foot, losing more height and actually loosing a year, not that it showed too much at the moment.

"Somebodies grumpy." Lance snickered and just tugged Ben along, almost making the big baby trip as he stumbled to follow, getting Ben to the snow cone stand.

"I bet I know what's wrong!" Trevor said as he ordered a large snow cone, then came up behind Ben. "Baby's got diaper rash and needs something cold on his buns!"

Before Ben could react, the back of his diaper was tugged back and the snow cone was dumped into the back of his diaper, Making him shriek like a little girl.

Letting the back of the diapers go the group laughed and giggled as Ben ran around in a circle, hands on the back of his diapered butt, crying and then plopping down on his butt into the warm sand and dragging his pamper butt on the sand in a effort to melt the snow cone faster.

"C-Cold! mah bun's are f-freezing!" Ben wailed, shrinking down to 8 and a half, then down to seven, getting up and his diaper hanging a little loosely but everyone just assumed that was from him dragging his butt on the sand.

The life guard was coming over and Ben, with his hands on the sides of his diaper looked to him, tears in his eyes and pointing at the boys.

"Mister lifeguard! you hafa help me! their picking on me!!" Ben whined.

"Actually I just came over to see what all the fuss was about." the Life guard said and then looked over Ben's diaper, frowning a little.he could of sworn the kid was taller before but then again it could just be the saggy diaper making him look smaller.

"Oh, Little Ben here was complaining about his bun's being too hot, so we helped him out." Lance lied.

"Well, that seems nice. Ben did you think the nice boys for helping you out?" the Lifeguard asked.

"W-What!? But th-" Ben went to complain when a cramp hit him and he hunched over.

it was the type of cramp he was very well familiar with, and it normally gave him at least 10-20 seconds to find a potty. this time however, it had no such time between the cramp and the result this time and before Ben could even say anything, his back door opened up and he unleashed hell into the seat of the drooping diaper.

"Is he.." One boys asked, jaw dropping.

"He totally is! Gross!" Laughed a second boy, holding his nose.

"Wow! what a baby!" Trevor giggled, then gagged as the smell reached him.

Ben's body just shock as he went into a power squat, feeling like half of his body weight was leaving him and having to grab onto the sides of the diaper to keep it from coming off as it threaten to sag too much.

"Wow Ben..I guess this proves you did need that diaper after all!" the life guard said and got a chuckle. "Might as well finish up and then I'll change you.

Ben huffed and whined, but could only nod his head as he finished up the dirty deed.

One changing room diaper change later, and anther five bucks Ben was greeted by the boys as he came out, they wanted to make it up to the big baby by letting him come and play with them.

Anyone with half a brain would of seen though the life, but Ben who had gotten younger and smaller just grinned like a fool and nodded, happy and eager to play and now barely bigger then the five year olds.

something about that fact was bugging Ben, but as he saw the color and cool beach toys some of the kids had he pushed it out of his mind, playing with a Bat sub and losing track of where he was as he moved it around in the air as the other boys giggled and chuckled.

"Hey Benny! watch out, I don't think that diaper is water proof!" Lance called out.

Ben was snapped out of his game and looked down, he was shin deep in the water and with the bulky diaper almost coming down to his knees, it was a good thing his new bestest bud had warned him!

He was about to say as much when he happened to glance over his shoulder and spotted a shark fin heading strait for him!

instantly the front of the diaper was soaked and Ben let out a girlish scream of terror, losing anther inch or so and as he went to turn and run away, he tipped and fell backwards into the water.

the diaper swelled even more as the ocean filled it but then out of the water jumped Trevor, who had been wearing the shark fin with a loud "RAWR!" and Ben filled the diaper even more in the back, bubbles rising out of the water as somehow he had more in him to push out..his eyes rolled back in his head and almost foaming at the mouth basically out of it from terror.

"Hahaha Got you Ben!...Ben?...Eww are you pooping again? ...Bennnn?" Trevor asked, holding his nose and shaking Ben, then gulping. "U-Uh guys! I think I broke him!"

Gwen had gotten quite the collection of seashells as well as semi kept a eye on Ben during his beach adventure, but as she headed towards the snack stand she saw a commotion as the Life guard dragged a little boy in a massive diaper out of the water.

'oh shit, don't tell me the little dweeb went and drowned!!' she thought, getting worried and rushing over.

Once she got close enough she could tell Ben hadn't of gone to the big crib in the sky, though his smell was making the concerned onlookers back away.. she could hear him repeatedly muttering the phase 'Shark' over and over again.

'Ok..he's clearly had enough. if I was a kind and loving person, I would call this off now and let him come back to the rust bucket and undo all of this.' Gwen thought to herself.

Instead she used two spells, one which broke Ben out of his shock faster and anther which filled him back up.

'yeah.. good witch of the north I am not.' she thought with a smirk, taking the time to set up a few little magic traps on the path to the rust bucket that would only work on Ben.

Ben went from being so scared he couldn't think of anything but his fear to being aware that he was currently on his back, on the beach, a load of people around and he was in the middle of a diaper change.

"H-hey! what happened to privacy!" Ben yelped out, about to go and cover his private's when his hands were grabbed by two of the formally younger boys, keeping him from interfering.

Formerly because during his attack Ben had shrunk and de-aged more and was now a solid five years old.

"Sorry little guy, your diaper was just too destroyed to risk taking you to the changing room." the life guard said, sliding TWO diapers under Ben's tush this time since the kid was apparently ALL bowels. "oh the plus side, consider these diapers paid for..Trevor's parents are less then pleased with his little stunt."

Ben groaned and whined, while it was nice he wasn't paying for the stupid huggies he'd of been willing to if it was just ONE of the friggen things.

"Ok Lyle and Kyle..you can let go of him now..You two totally earned those Junior life guard badges." the life guard said and Ben sat up, see indeed two of the boys had the cheap plastic looking things on their shirt shorts.

"Sell outs." Ben huffed then spotted Gwen. "Gwen!"

he reached out,holding out his arms and looking happy to see her as the life guard looked over.

"You know this little guy miss?" He asked.

"heh, yeah. the little stinker is my cousin. Benny, I told you to stick close to me! I've been looking all over for you!" Gwen said, coming over and wagging a finger at Ben, for the benefit of the crowd while Ben got a confused look on his face.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, and scrambled up to his feet..coming up to her midsection.

"Woah! when did you get so tall!?!" He asked, letting out a poot in shock.

the poot mostly got the rest of the crowd to leave, since Ben was now (in)famous for his diaper loading and Gwen just smiled down.

"what are you talking about LITTLE guy. you've always been a shorty." She said smugly.

Ben's brow furrowed and he tiled his head. "well, you've always been a little taller..but nothing like this! We're both 10 so you musta fallen in a amazon pool or something!" Ben said, shifting from side to side, the puzzle of the height difference distracting him from realizing he had to go potty.

"heh, that's ONE idea yeah.. have you considered maybe -I- havn't gotten taller at all.. but you've just gotten smaller?" She asked, kneeling down and looking eyes with him. "Or maybe even de-aged?"

"..What? Nooo! I would totally." Fart. Know if" double fart. "I was younger!" Ben huffed, crossing his arms and shaking his head.

"Would you?" Gwen challenged and reached in her tote back, taking out a compact mirror and letting Ben see his reflection.

Ben's eyes went wide as saucers and his jaw dropped at the five year old face that looked back at him, he even had that gap in his teeth he'd had for a few months because he had knocked out a tooth before it was ready to be replaced for tooth fairy money!

"A-Ah! Gwen! you hafa help me! this hasa be the work of Hex! or Charm caster! or some new meanie butt alien dingus!" Ben said, farting up a storm and waving his arms around in a panic.

"Or, and heard me out on this: maybe it was just something you ate." Gwen said and stood up, making sure everyone was far enough away now, and turning around so he butt was by his face ripped a good one that could easily be explained as coming from Ben right in his face. "Paybacks a bitch and so am I."

Ben gagged on the fart and out his hands over his nose, a cry of 'stinky' coming out then the full weight of what she said hit him.

"...This was all you! all of the diapers, the getting all small, you did this with pancakes!" He said and pointed a finger at her with one hand, the other holding his nose.

"Awww, Guilty as charged. but I'll be nice. there IS a way to undo all of this. my spell book is in the rust bucket and opened to the page needed to undo the curse and return you to normal." Gwen said, then looked at her water proof watch.

"The curse will be permanent in 5 minutes, but the rust bucket is JUST over there.." She said and pointed, and as if she was being a fair sport about it fished out his key to it from his tote bag and tossed it to him. "I'm sure even with your MASSIVE huggies on you can make it.." She said, and started to walk for the rust bucket. "of course if -I- get there first I'll just close the book and you'll be left helpless and stuck as a permanent five year old..better hurry."

her words fueled Ben and he went to fiddle with the omiatrix and go XLer8 but then pictured the watch failing him and evening up as Grey matter and totally dooming himself.

'...I don't care if I AM five and in double diapers! I'm faster then her!' Ben thought and dropped into a runners starting position then sprinted off..getting all of 6 steps before tripping and going face first into the sand.

"Geez..Maybe I'll just stand here and watch the show." Gwen called, halfway to the rust bucket.

pushing himself up from the sand and spitting out a mouthful of it, Ben decided not to engage in a war of insults though he was sure calling her a doo doo head would of reduced her to tears.

'eye's on the prize!'

Gwen had to admit as she watched Ben go, when he set his mind to something he was impressive. it was just too bad for him that even after quickly figuring out he could crawl faster then he could run that the game was still stacked against him.

It was only dumb luck he'd avoided 3 of the traps she'd set, but luck wasn't on his side the fourth time and he found himself frozen in place as the trap, combined with all the 'fuel' in his guts, had Benny stuck in place as he farted and crapped himself again, baseball size lumps coming out of his now.

"Geez Ben, I don't think this is REALLY the best time to be making poopie." Gwen called, leaning against the door to the rust bucket.

the race was all but over but she wanted to watch her magic go to work. Of course she'd also made the traps so they would reinforce the diapers, the last thing she wanted was the little manure pile leaking everywhere.

"S-Shut up!" Ben cried and then was grunting and pushing, not fighting it or letting it just happen like before, finishing up fast and getting a stupid big grin on his face as he could crawl again.

'..that's the proudest I've ever seen someone look for pooping their huggies.' Gwen mused. "Tick tock smelly butt! you've got.." and she looked at her watch. "oh my, that's not a lot of time!"

Ben yelped and crawled as fast as he could, avoiding the rest of her traps and Ben was a good sport and held the door open for Ben as he crawled up into the rust bucket, taking the chance to refill his belly.

He rushed over to the book, and Gwen had even circled what he needed to say and he gave her a big smirk then read the counter spell out loud.

Only for nothing to happen.

"Oh yeah, I guess I forgot my watch is a few minutes behind. my bad~" Gwen said in a sing song voice.

"But...but.." Ben sniffled, looking at her with tears in his eyes and then he plopped on his stinky butt. "T-That's not fairrrrr! I don't wanna be a little boy stuck in diapers! I wanna poop on the potty!" Ben bawled, both hands coming up and rubbing at his eyes.

"Oh, if That's all you want, I can help with that!" Gwen said and smiled brightly.

"Y-You can?" Ben asked, hiccuping and looking up.

"yeah! I mean, you'll still be in diapers but.." And Gwen picked Ben up wincing at the smell and holding him under the arm pits as she dropped him on the toilet, his massive diaper getting wedge and he was whining and fussing again. "Here, you can 'poop on the potty' all you want!" Gwen crackled and then with a last little magic push Ben was pooping again and she walked out, shutting the bathroom door behind her and leaving him to stew in his own fumes.

"And that..is why you don't wake a witch up with a fart." She said to herself.

The end

[valeriethepussycats]

Assemble

Chapter 3

Pairing- Loki x Reader x Steve (one side)

Warning- cursing 

Your thoughts and other characters are in italics.

Flashback Bold

The next day.  Y/n  is standing outside a gym trying to keep her powers under control but but it’s hard when your surrounded by people.

What’s in my fridge right now?....Do I have any milk?

I think I’m pregnant with my brother in-law baby’s

How come you never read about a psychic

winning the lottery?

Am I Ashy? I hope I’m not Ashy.

Why is  Batman a superhero when he brutally Beats up bad guys for saying hello.

When I get home I’m watching A Bug’s Life.

Calming down the voices she finally walks inside the gym and see Captain America. He’s beats the punching bag harder, like physically hurting it will repress the memories.

Hydra base, Captain America is running through a forest, didging mortar shells, gunfire and Tesseract energy blasts.

“There's not enough time! I gotta put her in the water!” Steve’s Voice echoed.

In the present, Steve's punches become harder and more violent.

Steve places the compass he has, featuring a picture of Peggy Carter, on the dash as the plane plummets towards the ice.

The present, punches become voilent and agressive.

“You won't be alone.” Peggy declared.

Red skull picked up the Tesseract, and vanishes.

In the present, Steve is beathing the bag with everything he has, destroying it and beating his fists.

“Oh my god!”

Steve is lying on a table, half frozen, and still partially trapped in a slab of ice. Two SHIELD scientists run equipment over him, checking for his vitals. Something flickers...

“This guy is still alive!”

Y/n  gets pulled out of Steve’s mind. “Wow. That one way to come backwards to the world.

“You punch any harder your fist is gonna go though it.“

Steve stops punching the bag and turns around and see Y/n. “Agent Munroe ma’am. Phil told me that you were coming.”

“Y/n. Just call me Y/n.” She said with a smile.

Steve starts to punch the bag again. “It's nice to meet.”

“Likewise. So how do you feel?” Y/n asked showing concern for a man she just met.

Y/n walks up to a punching bag next to Steve and, starts playfully punching it.

“Like I belong in a different time.....all of this is so strange. Flat screen TVs, cars that run on electricity.....” Steve trailed off.

“It’s understandable but look at the bright side you can have food deliver to your house.” Y/n said with a fond look.

Steve looks at Y/n confused.

“Pizza. Chinese food... Oh men we have to make some stops before we go to Shield.” Y/n  proclaimed.

“We don’t have time to make stops. They need us this is important.” Steve protested.”You’re right they do. But you need to experience this first and I know you're hungry.” Y/n insisted.

Steve sigh defeat. “Ok fine but only for an hour two at it’s tops.”

“Yes! You dont know it yet but This the start of an beautiful friendship.” Y/n said With a sincere smile as her and Steve walk out the gym.

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Inside the Quinjet, Steve is sitting down with a tablet, watching the footage of the Hulk's attack on the Army at Culver University.

“We're about forty minutes out from base, sir.” One of the pilots said

Agent Coulson stands up from his seat and wipe his face with a napkin.

Francis’s pizza is so good.

Y/n chuckles as Coulson and walks over to her and Steve.

“So, this Doctor Banner was trying to replicate the serum that was used on me?” Steve asked.

“A lot of people were. I was assign to stop some of them. You were the world's first superhero.” Y/n  replied.

“Banner thought gamma radiation might hold the key to unlocking Erskine's original formula.” Coulson informed Steve.

The Hulk roars with fury as he slams a jeep apart.

“Didn't really go his way, did it?” Steve queried.

“Not so much. When he's not that thing though, guy's like a Stephen Hawking” Coulson explained.

Steve looks confused.

Y/n leans over and whispers. “He's a smart person.”

“I gotta say, it’s an honor to meet you, officially.” Steve smiles at Coulson as he continues. “I sort of met you, I mean, I watched you while you were sleeping.”  Steve looks down then a Y/n. He stands up, closes his laptop and walks to the side with Coulson following. “I mean, I was... I was present while you were unconscious from the ice. You know, it's really, it's just a... just a huge honor to have you on board.”

“Smooth. Real smooth Coulson.” Y/n lied.

“Well, I hope I'm the man for the job.” Steve remarked.

“Of course you are you’ve done amazing things in the past. You’re the perfect person for this job.” Y/n said sincerely and with a small smile.

“Ya Absolutely. Uh... we've made some modifications to the uniform. I had a little design input.”  Coulson told Steve.

“The uniform? Aren't the stars and stripes a little... old fashioned?” Steve supposed.

“With everything that's happening, the things that are about to come to light, people might just need a little old fashioned.” Coulson stated.

As Steve takes in Coulson's sentiment. The Quinjet lands down a massive battleship known as the Helicarrier. It has two runways. One with direct access to a hangar at the rear is aligned along the spine of the vessel.  Y/n walks up to Phill.

“Does the name Ororo Munroe mean anything to you?” Y/n questioned.

“No. Does it suppose to.” Coulson lied.

“No I guess not.” Y/n remarked not hiding her disappointment.

Agent Coulson, Y/n, and  Steve walk down the ramp, meeting up with Natasha.

“Agent Romanoff, Captain Rogers.” Coulson said introducing the two.

“Ma’am?” Steve replied.

“Hi.” She looks at Coulson. “They need you on the bridge. They're starting the face-trace.”

“Nat” Y/n said happily. “I didn’t know you were going to be here Coulson doesn’t tell me anything.” Y/n hugs Natasha then they both look at Coulson like ‘explain.’

“See you there.” Coulson said walks away, leaving Steve and Y/n with Natasha, the pair walking towards the railing of the Helicarrier.

“It was quite the buzz around here, finding you in the ice. I thought Coulson was gonna swoon. Did he ask you to sign his Captain America trading cards yet?” Natasha wondered.

“Trading cards?” Steve asked confused.

“They’re vintage, he's very proud.” Y/n disclosed.

Bruce Banner is seen walking around the ship, trying to stay out of the way while people walk in his way.

“Dr. Banner.” Steve called out.

The three walk up to each other and shake hands.

“Oh, yeah. Hi. They told me you'd be coming.” Bruce began. “You must be agent  Munroe.”

“You can call me Y/n it’s nice to finally meet you.” Y/n replied.

“Thanks.” Bruce said in a casual tone.

“Word is you can find the cube.” Steve Inclined.

“Is that the only word on me?” Bruce questioned.

“Only word I care about.” Steve answered.

Bruce takes in the sentiment. “It must be strange for you, all of this.”

Steve looks off to where a group of men in training are running, remembering his days in the army. “Well, this is actually kind of familiar.”

“Gentlemen, you might want to step inside in a minute. It's gonna get a little hard to breath.” Natasha disclosed.

The Helicarrier starts to shake as it prepares to take "sail". Others abord strap down planes and Quinjets in preparation.

“Is this a submarine?” Steve asked Y/n.

“Really? They wanted me in a submerged, pressurized metal container?” Bruce Said with sarcasm.

“No no it not a submerged.” Y/n answered.

The two both move closer to the edge of the Helicarrier. Four huge lift fans mounted on the sides starts to lift into the air as the ship takes flight. Steve watches in awe while Bruce just smiles.

“Oh, no. This is much worse.”  Bruce said with mock astonishment.

The doors part and we enter the bridge of the ship. A flurry of activity, dozens of agents sit in front of their viewscreens. Agent Hill shouts instructions to leave. The camera turns to Nick Fury who is at the command chair.

“We're at lock, sir.”  Agent Hill disclosed.

“Good. Let's vanish.” Nick answered.

The Helicarrier rises high into the heavens. Suddenly the entire ship is covered in reflecting mirrors, which then camouflages in the sky. Steve, Y/n and Banner walk through the glorious, gleaming bridge

“Gentlemen.” Nick started.

Steve gives Fury 10 bucks, referring to his earlier statement about never being surprised again. “And agent Munroe what a Surprise I thought you were in Sydney.”

“Well I got tired of helping Umm Marlin look for Nemo.” Y/n said with fire.

Fury walks over Banner and extends his hand. Banner, reluctantly shakes it.] Doctor, thank you for coming.

“Thanks for asking nicely. So, uh... how long am I staying?” Bruce asked.

“Once we get our hands on the Tesseract, you're in the clear.” Nick replied.

“Where are you with that?” Bruce asked.

Nick Fury turns to Agent Coulson to explain, while Natasha eyes an image of Clint Barton on a computer screen.

“We're sweeping every wirelessly accessible camera on the planet. Cellphones, laptops. If it's connected to a satellite, it's eyes and ears for us.” Agent Coulson explained.

“That's still not gonna find them in time.”  Natasha mumbled.

“Couldn’t we use spectrometers to speed up the process?” Y/n said pondering out loud.

“Yes that could work. How many spectrometers do you have access to?” Bruce voiced.

“How many are there?” Nick asked Bruce.

“Call every lab you know, tell them to put the spectrometers on the roof and calibrate them for gamma rays. I'll rough out a tracking algorithm based on cluster recognition. At least we could rule out a few places. Do you have somewhere for me to work?” Bruce said with determination

“Agent Romanoff, would you show Dr. Banner to his laboratory, please.” Nick order.

Natasha nods and walks off, leading Banner down the hall. “You're gonna love it, Doc. We got all the toys.”

Y/n goes to leave as well but gets stop by the sound of Nick Fury.

“Agent Munroe my office.” Nick announced.

“No offense but I don’t think you want that right now.” Y/n said fire.

“My office now.” Nick hissed ordered

Y/n and Nick walks to his office in silence. Y/n is barely holding back her anger and this Conversation with Director Fury is not going to help but she needs to get this off her chest or she’ll explode.  Director Fury opens the door to his office and Motion for Y/n to walk in. She walks past him into the room and sit down in the chair in front of his desk. Director Fury closes the door and looks at Y/n.

“What are you doing here?” Nick asked.

“I’m here to help.” Y/n declared.

“You were supposed to be in Sydney.” Nick pointed out

“How do you know I was supposed to be in Sydney I haven’t called to do a check in.” Y/n teased.

I wonder if he’s going to tell me that he has a Tracking Device on me.

“Agent Coulson told me of your whereabouts.” Nick answered.

“Hmm I bet he did.” Y/n replied.

”Your assistance is no longer required we can we can handle it from here head home.” Nick ordered.

“Are you kidding me.” Y/n shouted. As she shot up from her seat. “I’m the only one here that knows anything remotely about Loki and you’re gonna bench me.”

”And how would you know that.” Nick questioned.

“re.....search.” Y/n lied.

Nick gives Y/n ‘the I’m not believing you’ look.

“Ok fine I was there ok I fought The Destroyer.” Y/n  confessed.

“I already knew I was just waiting on you to tell me.” Nick replied.

“Of course you knew why wouldn’t you know.” Y/n said dryly.

“I’m not saying you’re not best the person for the job I’m saying  it’s not safe with your condition.” Nick remarked.

“My cond- what is my condition?”

“It is not....it’s not safe for the people on this Helicarrier if you don’t have control your powers.”

“You want to talk about safety of the people, was you trying to keep me safe by not telling me my mother is alive or keeping me away from Gambit.” Y/n Stated.

The anger she felt roll off of her like a wave which made the room begin to shake.

“Y/n I didn’t tell you because-“

“You are afraid another November 18 is gonna happen.....ye have little faith. I want Gambit here now and if you can’t get him here I want a number. I’m not talking those stupid pills anymore.” Y/n declared as she throws the pill bottle in trash. “And I’m going to stay here and help and you’re going to allow it.”  Y/n finished as she walks out of the room not waiting for his response.

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Back in the underground lab, Loki is looking Looking through all the Shield Agent portfolios until he comes across one in particular. Agent Munroe’s portfolio. As Loki opens portfolios to read it he finds every page in there to be blank.

“Agent Barton a word.” Loki called.

Clint walks over to Loki like a puppet with strings.

“What do you know of Agent Munroe?” Loki asked.

“She is a powerful mutant that can control the weather and read minds.” Clint answered.

“Read minds hmm that will be all.”  Loki said smirking.

Erik and several scientists work around the CMS device. Clint walks in, holding a tablet.

“Put it over there!” Erik told Clint. “Where did you find all these people?”

“Shield has not shortage of enemies, Doctor.” Clint Stated as he holds up a screen showing information on Iridium. “Is this the stuff you need?”

“Yeah, iridium. It's found in meteorites, it forms anti-protons. It's very hard to get hold of.” Erik explained.

“Especially if Shield knows you need it.” Clint Mumbled

“Well, I didn't know!” Erik said gruffly. Then he Sees Loki walking in. “Hey! The Tesseract is showing me so much. It's more than just knowledge, it's... truth.”

“I know. What did it show you, Agent Barton?” Loki wondered.

“My next target.” Clint voiced

“Tell me what you need.” Loki replied.

“I'll need a distraction.” Clint said grabbing his bow. “And an eyeball.”

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That night in the Helicarrier bridge. As they are waiting to locate Loki using satellite facial recognition, Coulson is standing with Steve.

“I mean, if it's not too much trouble.”Coulson suggested

“No, no. It's fine.” Steve reassured Coulson.

“It's a vintage set. It took me a couple of years to collect them all. Near mint, slight foxing around the edges, but...”

“We got a hit. Sixty-seven percent match. Weight, cross match, seventy-nine percent.” Agent Jasper Sitwell announced.

“Location?” Coulson asked.

“Stuttgart, Germany. 28, Konigstrasse. He's not exactly hiding.” Agent Jasper Sitwell answered.

“Captain, you're up.” Nick disclosed.

Steve nods and walks off the bridge. Walking down the hallway he passes Y/n.

“We found Loki he’s In Germany.” Steve informed Y/n as he’s walking down the hallway.

“Radio silence  and now he’s making appearance that’s not strange at all.....You got this Cap now go show him who’s he’s Messing with.”  Y/n sincerely with a smile.

“Yes ma’am.”  Steve said with a fond look and a head nod.

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Outside the Stuttgart Museum, it’s night. Loki is standing in front of the museum, dressed in 21st Century attire with his scepter disguised as a cane. He walks up to the entrance of the gala.

A lavished gala with an orchestra playing is interrupted as the head doctor walks up to the mic.

Inside Helicarrier where Steve's locker is. Steve walks into the locker room. As he approaches to the steel cabinet, the doors already reveal the updated Captain America uniform, along with the famous shield. He stands in silence.

Outside the museum. German guards stand in their positions. One of them is standing on tip of the roof, scoping. He then hears a sound. He looks down. One of his guards is shot with an arrow. He raises his gun. He is shot dead by an arrow. Falls down. Barton and his crew arrive at the doors of the locked science building. Barton looks at the retinal scanner.

He pulls out a Shield eye scanner instrument. Inside the gala, Loki looks from above the museum and descends down to where the head doctor is. As he makes it down and near the stage, he flips his cane the other end. The guard there notices him, pulls out his gun, but Loki clubs his head in. Chaos erupts. Guests begin to leave the museum. Loki grabs the doctor and flips him over onto a marble table of the mythological creatures bilchsteim. Loki pulls out an optical torture device. He plunges down the doctor's eye. The doctor twists in pain.

Outside the museum.

Suddenly from Barton's instrument, a holographic eye of the head doctor appears and the image of the doctor appears on screen. The doors to the facility open. Barton walks in and finds in a cabinet, a glass thermos with a cylinder of iridium. As the crowd runs away, Loki slowly walks out and materializes in his gold armor and helmet. The police arrive and with no hesitation, he blasts the cars, flipping them over and over.

“Kneel before me.” Loki voiced but  crowd ignores him. Three more Loki's appear, surrounding and blocking the crowd from escaping. “I said KNEEL!” Loki yelled. While the crowd quietly kneels, Loki embraces out his arms with a wide smile

“Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel.” Loki declared.

As the words resonate to the kneeling crowd, an elder German man refuses to kneel and stands, heroic. “Not to men like you.”

“There are no men like me.” Loki specified.

“There are always men like you.” Elder German Man remarked.

“Look to your elder, people. Let him be an example.” As Loki is about to execute the man with his scepter as the light glows blue. Right as the energy beam shoots out, Captain America arrives, diving in just in time to block the blast with his shield, and knocking down Loki.

“You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing.” Captain America explained

Loki Standing up. “The soldier. A man out of time.”

“I'm not the one who's out of time.” Captain America replied.

From above Captain America, the Quinjet arrives. A machine gun is pointed towards Loki, while Natasha speaks from inside the aircraft.

“Loki, drop the weapon and stand down.”

Like greased lightning, Loki sends a blast of blue at the Quinjet. Natasha maneuvers it just in time, giving Cap the time to throw his shield at Loki. They both began to duke it out. Loki flings Cap to the ground, and then Cap throws his shield, but Loki swats it away. As Cap is knocked down by Loki, the scepter is pointed to Cap's helmet.

“Kneel.” Loki ordered.

“Not today!” Cap flips and knocks him out with his leg. Loki grabs him and flips him over]

“This guy's all over the place.” Natasha mumbled.

Suddenly AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" overdrives to the Quinjets speakers.

“Agent Romanoff, did you miss me?” Tony Stark wondered. Both Cap and Loki look up at the sky. Tony flies over in his Iron Man suit and blasts Loki right back to the ground. Iron Man touches down. He stands up and pulls out every piece of weaponry the suit has. “Make your move, Reindeer Games.”

Loki puts up his hands and surrenders. His armour materializes away

“Good move.” Tony said in a level tone.

“Mr. Stark.”

“Captain.”

Part 4

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10 Songs Tag Game

Rules: use your WIP playlist (or any playlist) and put it on shuffle (no skipping). write the first 10 songs that come up and quote your favorite lyrics from each song and/or the lyrics that fit your WIP best (they might be the same lyrics), then tag 10 people.

Thank you for the tag @druidx. I'm going to use my general Emotional songs playlist because it covers pretty much all of my writing needs. Doing this on the youtube music on the mobile so I don't mess up the playlist order I prefer on Youtube itself.

under a cut so I can save people's dashes

Pieces by Red

I'm here again A thousand miles away from you A broken mess, just scattered pieces of who I am I tried so hard Thought I could do this on my own I've lost so much along the way

This whole first verse pretty much describes Selene as she is just before To Heal a Broken Soul. She's been trying so damn hard to fix Toreguarde's problems by herself that she is almost literally breaking herself up about it.

Brother to Brother by Van Zant

Do you know where we went wrong Tell me why the lines are drawn? And let us break our bound'ries down And live our lives on common ground Oh mothers and fathers Where will tomorrow's children be? Oh brother, my brother Let us live our lives in peace

This one covers two settings really damn well. The first is when Elowyn, Merri and co are trying to stop the attacks on the Dwarven people living in Toreguarde. The second is for the current d&d campaign Lankla is a part of when the Nezumi basically said "eff you" to the hengeyokai races regarding fighting against the Iron Legion together.

The Next Right Thing from Frozen II by Kristen Bell

Can there be a day beyond this night? I don't know anymore what is true I can't find my direction, I'm all alone The only star that guided me was you How to rise from the floor When it's not you I'm rising for? Just do the next right thing Take a step, step again It is all that I can to do The next right thing

OK so I added this one because of a speculative piece I was writing about a Curse of Strahd campaign I was a part of and listening and looking at the lyrics again... This could fit far too many of my 'Main Character OCs >_>. Let's just leave it at that.

Nothing's Gonna Change my Love for You by Westlife

Nothing's gonna change my love for you You oughta know by now how much I love you One thing you can be sure of I'll never ask for more than your love

I initially had this as an Edwin/Selene song... but now that I think about it, taking it from a platonic love angle, it would seriously work for Elowyn and Merri too (though the vid that comes with this on my playlist is the second half of the UP opening sequence so... yeah ;-;)

Hand of Sorrow by Within Temptation

So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind? So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise? Will all our sins be justified?

Ok so this is mainly for @druidx's OC, Alexis, but the chorus fits pretty much all the remaining original Heroes of Toregaurde as well. They all love the city they helped to build, and yet they can't seem to escape the seeming curse upon the place (something I'm gonna be exploring in my untitled Selene series)

After the War by Reinaeiry

This is a letter To the girl I was before You'll find that destiny It's not set in stone, it's yours to own

I know how it feels right now But you'll make it through somehow Learn to take and not just give The life you have, it's yours to live

OK, I am keenly aware that this is a fan song specifically written for a particular fandom and pairing, but the verses fit Selene, A'ashe and Lankla so well it's ridiculous. The second verse more specifically. Destiny is a bitch to all three of these amazing women and all three have issues around that (to varying degrees).

Show Yourself from Frozen II

Show yourself Step into your power Grow yourself Into something new You are the one you've been waiting for All of my life (All of your life) Oh, show yourself

Another Frozen II song (don't @ me, I love the film and the music). This one I chose to put onto the list for my Nezumi bard character from a previous d&d campaign. I haven't done an intro for her yet because that campaign ended... badly for her (you try taking care of a Tarrasque when all you can do is sing pretty songs at it). However, this song encapsulates how out of place she felt in her society and with the wider world and how she slowly grew to accept herself for who she was by the time the campaign ended.

Die for You by Otherwise

I would break, I would burn, I would suffer, There's nothing I wouldn't do, do for you. I would lie, I would steal, for no other, You make me feel so alive, So alive I'd die for you!

Honestly, this one is just because I love the sentiment behind it. The closest OCs this would fit are likely Merri and her entire, dumbass found family and husband or A'ashe and her crew. Both feel very deeply about the people they care about and would happily die for them (if the people they cared about would let them!)

When Forever Comes by Miracle of Sound

When I learn of the loss that defines me Can I hold to the promise that binds me And carry on into tomorrow's sorrow? When I'm facing the ghosts of my destiny Will I turn or remain in the memory And choose to stray or choose to follow?

And when forever comes to be Will I remain inside A little light of empathy To keep you unified Keep me inside

Now this one is definitely an Edwin/Selene song! I.... might have modified the lyrics and made it a duet for the sake of a songfic at one point (I totally did, no regrets). The above section fits the latter parts of To Heal a Broken Soul so perfectly that I can still see the 'movie scenes' in my head even just looking at the lyrics typed out.

The Rose by Westlife

Some say love, it is a river That drowns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor That leaves your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger An endless aching need I say love, it is a flower And you, its only seed

Looks like we're closing out with yet another Edwin/Selene song ^_^; This one would purely be from Edwin's pov. With Edwin being a Cleric of a nature goddess, of course he would refer to love as a seed slowly blooming into a flower :P.

Alright so, tags. I think most people I would tag already have been so I am leaving this one open :P.

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