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grandgrief · 4 months

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RP SENTENCE STARTERS INSPIRED BY "PEACEMAKER TRIES HARD!" (2023) MEGAPOST

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GENERAL WARNING FOR NSFW/UNSANITARY/VIOLENCE/ETC.

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"Why would you even want to diverge from the preexisting beloved lore?"

"They probably have to change it a little for like, legal reasons or something, right?"

"I haven't heard a ton of jazz musicians but that doesn't mean they don't exist and aren't good at their jobs."

"The protein powder is for maintaining my ripped and sensual physique, and the instant cake mix is for a very special event this weekend."

"What's your deal, anyway? You shoot laser beams or turn into a fishman or something?"

"Shoot. With this poop-eating motherfucker on the case, we should have peace any day now."

"Did you say 'muscle cake?' is that a euphemism? Because we've talked about this."

"The lady at the store said something about it. You know what, I'll just look it up when I get home."

"Last time we were at one of his get-togethers, it was just him showing off his collection of VHS porn. He said he found it in the woods."

"It was disgusting. Even for me."

"Oh shit! I don't envy them. I hate fighting that guy."

"Do these guys have some meta-human in there? Some guy named Koncrete with a K or a cyborg called Lasernuts?"

"There's a whole GROUP of us! We're likeminded and happy to be in each other's company!"

"What a fancy little man. He looks like he has a tuxedo on."

"It's a stray. Strays don't have names."

"--Anyway so you should come check it out, there's going to be beer, cake, hot music, so many bangable chicks. Or dudes. Or whatever you're into--"

"I'm not coming to your party. None of us are. We don't know you, dude."

"Maybe those guys are right and no one does like me. I'm not going to lie, it feels like that."

"You can't trust nothing that forms loyalty without an ideology."

"But maybe a dog's super power is seeing something worth loving in anyone?"

"Now hit all the targets or I'm putting you in the moron box for 48 hours."

"Cardio is for pussies, but it's important for heart health."

"Damn [NAME]-- you can't just barge in here, I could've been jerking off."

"If you violate your parole enough you know, I'll have to take you down. And I always get my man."

"You know you need eggs for this, right? I've seen your fridge, and all you have is a half-empty jar of pickles and a bottle of mustard."

"It's instant cake mix. You just add water."

"Bro, I'm a city employee. I just work here."

"I wish to make love again! To PRANCE through fields! To EMOTE with facial expressions and dramatic arm movements once again!"

"I'm afraid I need a body that has no risk of rejecting an intelligent brain.

"I'm way better than Batman. That dude's been fighting the same clown for twenty years."

"You know how many clowns I could beat up in twenty years?... Probably like EIGHT BILLION!"

"The TV said the Penguin robbed a bank, so this dumbass went to the zoo and started causing a ruckus in the Antarctica exhibit."

"HA HA! Because joke's on you, because my mom's dead. Unless you're saying your parents fuck dead moms?"

"I'm not crying, by the way. I got a scratched cornea from tearing some terrorists new buttholes yesterday and my eye's just leaking."

"WHAT are you doing? Everyone knows the driver controls the music."

"You know, I thought I was getting saddled with some stupid, villainous henchman sent to babysit me. But you're cool as shit."

"I hope this is the place, because we're in the middle of bumfuck nowhere."

"We aren't approved for overtime and we're an ass hair away from deadline."

"You knocked over my bowl of hard candies. There are going to be little carpet hairs mixed in there now. It's utterly ruined."

"This has gone on long enough! I'm getting one of my delightful death machines."

"Now where did I put my glasses? I need my glasses for death dealing."

"You know who wants to help a turd? Fucking no one. Because no one cares about a useless little piece of shit."

"My only friend is a dog I just met. One who, honestly, probably doesn't know me well enough to make a decision on if they actually like me or not. Which is moot anyway because some dudes kidnapped the dog to trick me into doing something for them. Which feels awful because not only is my only friend gone, but I'm so desperate for attention I was actually excited to be needed by the type of people that would steal a dog."

"And worse, it turns out they didn't even need me for that job and betrayed me and then tried to kill me. My current existence is fraught with utter loneliness and all-encompassing incompetence."

"I believe this fella is using a feminine napkin as a band-aid."

"You ever seen a super-hero in this sad condition before?"

"You guys might be right, you know? I just wanted to make the world more peaceful... but it's not more peaceful."

"Are you crying, boy? Superheroes don't cry."

"EVERYONE cries, dammit!"

"There ain't no super-villains allowed in this bar!"

"Look, sorry about your friend, but I was just a pawn, I--"

"We had 63 days without a worksite incident, you son of a bitch!"

"Jesus, you freak. Orange juice in the eyes? You may as well have thrown acid in his face!"

"Maybe I do suck, but I don't suck compared to these guys!..."

"... I suck compared to Green Lantern, and that dude wouldn't let these assholes push him around."

"You crossed state lines again without approval."

"I'm responsible for making sure dozens of super-powered ex-convicts follow the rules of their release."

"[NAME] is here to kick your cocks off!"

"You can control bees? Like a whole SWARM? That's hardcore, bro!"

"I don't know, man. I don't know if we can do this. I don't know if I got what it takes anymore and you're an old man with a bee."

"You know they only put me on the most dangerous cases, right? I wouldn't be here if you weren't a force to be reckoned with."

"You DO know that with just the push of a button I can have a hundred armored mechs descend on this place and render you into pieces?"

"Because... if you don't... I'm going to shove this napkin dispenser all the way up your OLD, WRINKLED ASS."

"I was alive at the dawn of man. I've touched every spot on this wretched planet, and drew blood on most. I've lived countless years with endless time. There's nothing I have not seen or done."

"Do you honestly think that in all of my long life I've never had a napkin dispenser up my rectum? Do you really consider that a THREAT to me?"

"Well... you'd be right. It was incredibly uncomfortable and I despised it. You boys are really refuting all my bluffs today."

"Don't you worry about me, I can still do the three most important things in life: flying, fucking, and fornicating."

"This is not the team-up I was hoping for, man. I was hoping for Harley or Deadshot. Hell, I'd even take King Shark, even though he smells like the seafood section at a grocery store."

"Well, you better tell your little friend to be careful. This place is full of crazy, dangerous, poisonous little predator fucks."

"See these tree frogs? They have enough poison on them to kill ten to twenty grown men. They got this giant centipede here that can catch and eat birds and bats and shit. And that's dope, but I sure as fucking hell don't want to be pulling it off my junk. Probably because I went to take a piss and it was like 'Yum, that looks like a small mammal, I should eat it!'"

"I'm not going to die because something gave me a little bite. I'm going to die the way god intended: mid-fuck, eating a club sandwich I just dipped in honey mustard."

"Hey, have you guys seen a mad scientist super-villain hangout around here?

"This place used to be BUMPING. Had us smuggling guns, drugs, jewels, stolen art. We lived life on the RAZOR'S EDGE. If it was profitable we were in on it. No matter how illegal or dangerous. Now they've got us smuggling recreations of rare trading cards. This crate here? FULL of knockoff limited edition sneakers!"

"I don't know what's going to make me and my boys feel the best, you know what I mean? What's going to pop off."

"Feed them to the Piranha? Oh SHIT!"

"Hell yeah! Let's party: FUEL ME, MY CUMULONIMBUS STIMULANT CLOUD!"

"Did you mickey his cocaine with a poison dart frog?"

"Yeah, but I feel real bad for that frog-- wait. There it is. It's fine."

"Birds and the bees? I never got what that talk was about. How things fly? I could fly too if I had wings and hollow bones."

"Clones means they're easily replaceable, right? Expendable henchmen?! I'm going to kick so much ass!"

"We aren't really fighting henchmen. We're more like 'experiments and janitorial' henchmen."

"We're actually not evil despite being clones of someone incredibly evil. It has initiated some pretty compelling nature vs nurture debates here."

"Believe it or not, by the time he mastered the cloning process he'd been in that ooze too long and his original body rejected him."

"Anyway, we're all pretty smart and can see what's coming next, so we're all going to flee en masse."

"Fuck, I'm not going to sleep for a month. I feel like crying right now."

"And it's not even like he talks to me or anything. It's just train-train-train, all the time."

"Drink all your vitamin goo. Learn to make explosives from common items."

"I know how it feels when you're a burden or a disappointment. Like you can't do anything to earn their love."

"But you know what I realized? When you go to the airport, you have to take your shoes off and they scan your stuff. When you give blood it gets screened. You have to pass a test to drive a car. But there's nothing to keep any old loser from becoming a dad. Dude puts a baby in someone's belly, they think they're king of the world."

"But a good dad would tell you that you don't suck, and that you're good enough despite what other assholes tell you. Because you don't suck, and you are good enough. A good dad wouldn't let you fight your battles alone. A good dad wouldn't tell you what you're going to be when you grow up. They'd ask what you wanna do and support it."

"I'm not sure how anyone survives past that age. It's exhausting."

"I hope you both choke to death on a fart."

"Yeah, it's another day I have tolerate your useless idiot face."

"You stole my dog. You tricked AND betrayed me. Hell, you shot me in the back. You tried to KILL me. But pretending to be my friend? That's worse than ANYTHING!"

"You're a brutish oaf who's made it this far despite himself. A doofus thorn in my side who has ruined my plans and home by fluke."

"So now I'm going to ruin everything in your life. Starting with that loathsome little town you call home. AND THEN THE REST OF THE WORLD!"

"It's my destiny. It was meant to be. Avenging the loss of my squadron on the man who killed them with the very machine that slaughtered them."

"It would be a disservice to them not to make everyday the best, most beautiful thing it possibly could be."

"I've dedicated myself to living a life without regrets."

"There's an evil, vile tidal wave crashing relentlessly against this world. Its churning waters smash the good and drown the kind. Every moment of this existence is unjust turmoil and chaos."

"You're a good kid and a great hero. And I can see you're trying as hard as you can."

"You had a really good dad who cared the shit out of you... and most of us don't get that."

"If they were here I know they'd tell us not to be sad they're gone. Life's too short to be sad."

"But I think that's a lot to ask. I know I'm going to be sad for a really long time. And I know you will be too.

"But we should try not to be: for them."

"You shouldn't smash burgers down like that. They're gonna lose all their juices."

"We ain't gonna miss the best superhero in the state's birthday party."

"Met 'em when they tried to kill me in a sewage treatment plant. Good dude."

"For god's sake, let the tree go! What are you going to do, replant it?"

"What are we doing here? I'd rather be in prison than deal with this guy."

"This place smells like a high school boys' wrestling team and everything's... curiously sticky."

"Is this just celery on a bun?"

"You're a wooden club of a human being. Simple, rough, and only good for bashing things. But somehow... despite yourself... you've come through with a victory again."

"Your presence is the only presents I need."

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cherries-in-wine · 3 months

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My thoughts on 'the cursed heart' book 1

hii I just remembered this book exists and I'd like to share some opinions. Just a warning this post contains spoilers and my writing is messy af as this is more of a rant so i apologise in advance lol. I haven't read the second book yet just fyi.

Seeing the shit everyone said about this book I was honestly expecting another smutty trash like the nanny affair but they don't even kiss until chapter 9. I think the slowburn and the sexual tension was done decently well. I thought this was a sex slave kind of situation the way everyone was talking about it but its more of a "I saved your life so you'll work for me to repay your debts" situation. doesn't really make it any better but I guess its not as bad as sex slave. The whole BDSM shit was...questionable. I don't know what's so hard to understand about the fact that BDSM IS CONSENSUAL. IF YOU GUYS DON'T TALK ABOUT IT AND ESTABLISH BOUNDARIES BEFOREHAND ITS NOT BDSM ITS ABUSE. Just fyi these options are avoidable but I just think its inappropriate to call this BDSM.

The art is GORGEOUS and I love the little story book sequences you have for the character's background information. I ADORE the side characters like longclaw and sir monty have my heart. The idea for the book was definitely interesting. I liked the sun and moon court concept and the fae. It had potential but just like all the books choices has been putting out it just sort of fell flat. I really like the names too. I know they might be little too JK-Rowling-Cho-chang-ass-names but idk I find it cute how the sun court members are radiance, lustre,blaze,gleam etc. the book has a really nice aesthetic and fae are beautiful. The outfits are stunning as well. LEAF IS THE BEST PART OF THIS BOOK.

Kieran is honestly pretty mid. I don't find them that interesting I think they're just bland. I guess that could've been on purpose because they don't have a heart and stuff but I believe they could've done so much better.

I don't like how the fae are mostly left unnamed. That just made the sun court's betrayal fall flat because I don't even know these bitches so why would it hurt that they betrayed me? like first of all that shit was so predictable and second of all when you write a betrayal you'd want it to come from a character the reader really likes and is attached to so when they betray us it will hurt and just make you feel things but because we knew very little about about them I was just like "woahhhh womp womp I'm so hurt totallyyyyy didn't see this coming you got me dude" *pretends to be shocked*.

I think the it would've been much better if they pulled a prince Aerin from BOLAS kinda route with Radiance like maybe he and the other fae sneak in at night to visit mc, they grow close and he's treated as a love interest THEN he betrays mc. That would've made much more of an impact and then it would've made sense as to why mc was so trusting when they handed him their protection charm thingy to him. Honestly I find radiance much more interesting than Kieran.

Mc is.....a dumbass to put it lightly. I'm sorry but they're so stupid and they don't even have any growth by the end. I hate the "this character's only trait is being kind so they're dumb" trope. like first of all being kind isn't a fucking personality and idk crazy thought but maybe just maybe you can be kind and rational?? like why is every kind mc so dumb and lacks critical thinking skills. yea so didn't love mc either they were just bland.

My thoughts are kind of all over the place right now (they always are) so maybe ill add more stuff later but that's all for now. Thank you so much for reading my rant <33

#the cursed heart #the cursed heart book 1 #the cursed heart book 2 #the cursed heart choices #choices stories you play #TCH #TCH 1 #TCH 2 #pixelberry #pixelberry choices #choices stories we play #choices

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phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess · 3 months

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Have reached the stage where the tragedy is now something that happened and there are dumb family jokes about it

Like the fact I Marie kondo'd my house in the worst way...

Or the fact that all my 9 erwatch and other funky pops were annihilated, which the sibling believes is the one true way to destroy them (always hated them, thinks they're creepy)

No jokes about kitty though, that's where the line rests re jokes. Sibling loved her too as did the parental unit. She was spoiled af,just like her siblings that live with the main family.

It was just stuff, outside of furbaby, so that I don't mind laughing about. Esp the funkopops (physically they made it with some damage but the smell tells you they are damaged and are a hazard)

Compiling a list of the books I lost to make a fun challenge of trying to chase them down again in time... took photos of every shelf in the house to get a tally etc

Life moves forwards, no matter how awful something was, and you just have to let things go. Kitty lives in my heart and memory forever, but like, the house contents are meme fodder now.

Based on the look of the kitchen I suspect something happened with the old as fuck stove oven that belonged to the place. I never used it be it used to spout flames. They fixed it but I didn't trust it properly.

Nothing that can be changed now if it was. I could have sworn I'd unplugged it ages ago, though. The fires and inspectors will work it out one day and we might know then.

Until then I have to to live through dumbass sibling jokes like "can we get BBQ to ight or is that too soon?" Stupid nonsense. If you laugh you hear a triumphant "you smiled, I'm off the hook!"

I really am lucky to have such a supportive family and extended network. Even with 0eople I'd never known the names of, or knew they knew of me and baby girl before this.

But its like the children who ride past the house in the afternoon.i said hello once or twice and if one hurt themselves or someone was being g creepy them, I'd step in. Or if one of the elderly people who liked to wander past regulalry (often with a comment on my flowers or the weathe)r needed help,you'd do it. Etc

Once again I forgot where the post was going. It's been only 3 days since everything and life has fallen into a weirdly normal but slightly to the left state. Odd isn't it.

I can look at her photo without losing it, and I can talk about fun things we did together, etc.

It's not okay, but it's okay, if that makes sense.

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lxvebun · 3 years

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Dabi& hawks x so who likes to bake/cook

A/n this was very random lol but I hope it enjoyable. english is not my first language so im sorry for any mistakes<33

Cw: curse words, very small mention of blood

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Dabi

Before meeting you it was always a 50/50 if he was going to eat tonight or not.

So he's really grateful with the fact that you like to cook and that you're willing to cook for him as well.

Hes also been looking and feeling a lot better since he's actually eating full meals now.

You always have something ready for him

Even if he comes home in the middle of the night.

The first time he came home really late he didn't expect that you made something for him

Mans heart overflowed with love when he saw a meal waiting for him in the microwave.

You and dabi cook together from time to time and he's actually getting pretty good at it!

But baking

Only ask this man to bake with you if you're ready for chaos

Its absolute chaos

But the fun kind

DO NOT let him out of your sight

Its like watching a toddler at this point

Dumbass can and will eat the batter

"DABI stop doing that you're going to get a stomach ache"

"Pfff im not a baby il be fine"

spoiler

He wasn't fine

Following the recipe?

Never heard of her

"baby there's no chocolate in this recipe"

"Fuck the recipe"

He will definitely try to bake whatever you're making with his quirk

"I swear doll I thought I could it!"

"....it said BAKE it not set it on fire"

When he's not 'helping' he likes to watch you

Expect some very stupid food puns

" you are a -dough-rable you know doll :D

"Dabi ...shut up "

"Never >:D

He will also 100% keep cuddling and kissing you

Doesn't care that you have to cook

Will just hang over you and shower you in kisses.

Hes so in love with you oml

Hawks

First time you ever cooked for him was when he stumbled through your door after a fight.

You tell him to go clean up while you make him dinner

Will probably protest at first saying he can just order something

"Dove I don't want to bother you. I just need to clean myself up real quick and then il be on my way-

"First of all you could never be a bother, second you deserve something better than all that takeout crap and ThIrd you are bleeding all over my floor... go fix yourself up.

:')

He feels like his heart is going to burst with love when he sees you cooking for him

Its something so simple but bby never experienced a lot of love :'(

Anyway.

The moment he tastes your food hes absolutely sold

Feels like your cooking could heal his soul

You always make a bit extra now since there is a 99% chance he will go straight to your house after work.

If he's home early he will try to help you. Haha good luck

But he's trying his best! Its not his fault that you are such a talented cook

He gets really excited when you ask him to bake with you

Unlike dabi he will follow the recipe

He will not stray away from the recipe

He doesn't want to mess up

Extra chocolate?

No the recipe called for exactly 269 chocolate chips.

He also really likes decorating cakes.

Like dude

His wings start vibrating and he gets all giggly when he can start decorating.

Will search for new recipes you might like whenever he has time to spare

.99% of those recipes involve chicken

Honestly could see him buy a really stupid apron for you with texts like "kiss the chef" etc

You wear them obviously

He will probably also start to feel better since he's not stuffing himself with takeout.

You start making him lunch too

Sometimes he forgets his lunch

So you hang it outside on the birdhouse thats hammerd to your house

.You may or may not have put a birdbal in his lunch as a joke

He may or may not have actually eaten it

Please sneak cookies/cupcakes into his lunchbox with little notes

Man will probably cry

He also keeps all of the notes.

Even tho its not much in your eyes he feels absolutely loved by you because you take time out of your day to cook him something nice.

I love you take care of yourself honeys💗💓💕💞

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#dabi fluff #dabi headcanons #dabi imagine #dabi x you #dabi x gender neutral reader #soft!dabi #dabi x y/n #Dabi x reader #dabi x self insert #dabi x so #hawks headcanons #hawks x you #hawks x reader #hawks fluff #soft!hawks #hawks x gender neutral reader #hawks x y/n #hawks x self insert #bnha fluff

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silky-stories · 3 years

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Hey I love your coffee addict for ruv sarv and gracello but what would it be like for whitty, pico, and BF

I’m glad you liked it! Hope you like how this turned out and thanks for the request :D!

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Caffeine Addict S/O

Genre: Fluff :)

Words: 1213

Disclaimer/s: Talk about addiction, mentions of hands shaking and headaches, mention of other addictive substances, slight swearing (very minor)

Notes: For context, the original coffee addict post can be found here :D, also first BF post let's go-

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Whitty

He is... very confused at first

As someone with an absolutely insane and inhuman metabolism, he doesn’t really understand the concept of your body being especially sensitive to something

He suddenly finds himself very concerned though when he looks up more information on the matter and finds out that it could possibly be fatal if you were to push it too far

To be fair though, he looked up what it meant when he had trouble breathing one day and thought he had cancer for a solid couple days, so his research isn't always the best

Despite that though, he's immediately going through the house and trying to purge your belongings of anything that might contain any fraction of caffeine

"This candle is coffee scented. I'm not letting some dumbass candle kill my partner."

He definitely goes overboard until you let him know that it's fine and that you just need to keep an eye on the amount of caffeine that you have in a day and watch your heart

He's still very wary though and probably won't let you drink or eat anything with caffeine in it without him there to watch you for awhile

"Damn right I'm gonna watch you drink it, what if your heart explodes or something?"

He still doesn't really get it and he's relying on what you and Google told him, so please be patient, he's just very concerned about you and wants to make sure that you're safe

If your hands are shaking or you're having a headache or something like that, you better tell him what you want him to do to help or have him leave you alone entirely because he will panic

On the bright side, he will listen to everything you ask him to and really try to do it to the best of his ability

He knows that you know what's best for yourself in this situation, so he trusts you

He'll still be checking your pulse whenever he can though

He does it so often you begin to not even notice it, it's just habit for both of you now

He most likely won't try to help with your addiction unless you ask for his assistance or let him know about your want to break the habit

That's mostly because he doesn't know how addictions work though-

He has a lot of trust in you and knows that you'll make him aware if you know you need his help

Until then though, he'll be waiting and watching from the sidelines, trying his best to keep you healthy in any way he can

Pico

He doesn't really think much of it at first honestly

That's mostly because he's kind of dumb though and literally doesn't even understand what you just told him

"Low tolerance for caffeine? Uhh... get it I guess? I don't really like coffee either so uh..."

Please forgive his stupidity and just explain it how you would to a toddler

It'll take a hot minute but he'll understand eventually

It's suddenly a lot more of an issue to him though when he realizes that it's actually kind of dangerous for you

He ends up doing a lot of research when he's alone after deciding that it's probably something that he should be concerned about

It's fairly factual research, don't worry

He's kind of a dummy but he's learned not to believe everything that he's told by just anyone

You'll find that within a week he's checking your pulse frequently, asking if you need the lights off or for him to be quiet because of headaches, and other things along those lines

He'll always act like it's no big deal and that it's just better for him to check every now and then instead of just hoping that you're checking yourself

"Ya don't need to thank me, 'm jus' makin' sure ya don't go too far an' end up in an ambulance, idiot."

He cares about you a lot and can have a hard time expressing that, so try not to bring up his small acts of concern too often

He'll probably try to remember how much caffeine you've had in a day and just keep it in mind so he can tell you when he thinks you've had a bit too much

He probably secretly throw away or hide things that have caffeine in them honestly-

Once again, please don't hold his dumbness against him, he just wants to help and doesn't always have a filter for his actions

He doesn't really care about whether or not you break the addiction or not since he's had a past of addictive substances as well and doesn't feel that he has any right to judge

cough cough medicinal herbs cough cough

He'll try his best to help if you want to though

Other than that he'll just keep your current state in mind at all times and try to help you in subtle ways

BF (Keith)

If you're looking for the perfect combination of concerned and progressively helpful then you've come to the right place

He is immediately wanting to learn everything he can when you initially tell him about your low tolerance

He's listening really deeply too, trying to absorb as much information as he can before he does more research

The next day he'll be going over the info he found, wanting to confirm the legitimacy of everything he learned

"...the website also said that most decaf coffees still have caffeine in them, that's right, right?"

Expect him to ask you frequently how you're doing, how much caffeine you've had, how your cravings are, etc.

He ends up getting into a rhythm, asking at similar times each day no matter what's going on

If you two are apart he'll make sure to call you to make sure that you're doing alright

He'll also be on the lookout for caffeine-free alternatives of some of your favourite caffeinated foods and drinks

He looks at reviews on them as well to make sure that they're not gross too

He checks your pulse frequently, but after awhile he'll probably buy you one of those fancy watches that'll tell you your heartrate so it's easier for both of you

He still likes to listen to your heartbeat sometimes though, so he might "lose" it for small amounts of time so he has to check it himself

"I must have misplaced it, whoops. Guess I'll just have to check it myself, you know, just to make sure you're alright. :)"

He won't try to force you to break your addiction, but he'll voice his concern about it to you occasionally

He won't try to be inconspicuous with his statements either, he's very honest with you and will let you know when he's nervous about your well-being

If you reassure him that it's fine and make sure he knows that you're taking care of yourself, he'll be happy

He's just worried about you and wants to make sure that you're safe, but he also has a lot of trust and faith in you that you know your body and will take care of yourself

He's just gonna make sure to contribute with taking care of you, you know, make it a little easier :)

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witchy-jadda · 3 years

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rott spoilers ahead

so i’ve given myself some time to think about everything and try to process it all and here are some of my thoughts on trollhunters: rise of the titans...

- straight off the bat, i loved the intro. opening with blinky telling the story of what happened up until this point was incredible. i would have loved if they had circled back to this though (i saw someone else say it should have been him telling the story to jim and claire’s kids and i loved that idea!)

- i also liked that they didn’t waste time at the start, instead they just jumped right into the action which was fun.

- honestly, i thought jim’s plotline throughout the movie where he basically thought he was useless without the amulet was just really not fun to watch. i understand why it was there and it played into the climax but i really did not find it one bit necessary seeing as i felt that we have grown beyond that. i felt it was overused. we’ve been there before and jim is aware that he’s the trollhunter, amulet or not.

- douxie being so soft with nari was genuinely one of the most heartwarming parts of the movie. i feel that we were really robbed of so much potential with douxie in this movie though. we didn’t see nearly enough of him. it seemed that the writers were picking and choosing when to remember how powerful he is. switching with nari and connecting to her are two examples of when they actually used his power, but aside from that they just disregarded it a lot.

- and speaking of forgetting how powerful people are... i’m genuinely so hurt and let down over what they did to claire. do they not realise how powerful she is? did they just forget about her character arc? it sure felt like it. she got to use her powers a few times (connecting to nari, portalling the titan, etc) but mostly it felt like she was saying she was spent and therefore unable to do anything. she is so strong and so powerful, and that’s just so empowering - especially for young girls. and then it kinda felt to me that rott was reducing her to basically nothing more than jim’s love interest.

- okay another quick note, it kinda felt to me that krel’s potential was also pretty wasted? he barely did anything and i just think he deserved more too.

- ew okay i don’t even want to think about it but i know i can’t discuss rott without talking about the mpreg thing. seriously, what the fuck was that? at first, i thought it was going to be a joke. i thought aja and krel were gonna wind steve up and see how far they could go with making him think he was pregnant just for a little bit of comic relief. but then he was actually pregnant. and so i laughed, because even though it was dumb it was kind of funny. weird and unexpected, but kind of funny. but by the time the movie was over it just didn’t sit right with me. looking past the fact that it was just more of them making steve’s character into a joke, i couldn’t see the logic in giving so much time to that subplot when other characters (claire, douxie) and other relationships (claire and douxie’s friendship) were sidelined. maybe if he had gotten a whole season the mpreg thing could have been included as comic relief or whatever, but with such limited time i really don’t see the point of wasting so much time on something so pointless.

- speaking of steve, i need to talk about creepslayerz... they really deserved more :( like i get that eli literally helped steve through child birth and then named one after him which was lowkey adorable but i loved their friendship so much and i was really hoping to see more of them. i was kind of hoping they’d get to do more as well. look i gave up on hopes of a romance long ago (even though i still really wished it would happen) but i hoped that at least we’d see some more of their friendship.

* by this point my brain has decided to forget absolutely every point i wanted to make... cue the brain fog (we don’t like her) and allow me to take a moment to read back and try to find my point again *

- i don’t think i can stress enough how much i loved the visuals in this movie. holy fucking shit it was just phenomenal. like wow. the art was absolutely fantastic and i’m really hoping for another the art of... book because i love the art of trollhunters and i feel that they could do with updating it to include the newer stuff. but yep, the animation quality was incredible and i don’t have a bad thing to say about it because just wow.

- speaking of art... a moment of appreciation for character designs. just wow wow wow. we love to see such intricately designed villains. we love to see growth in our other much loved characters. and the locations too? fantastic. beautiful. amazing. loved it.

- another moment of appreciation for jim. the hair. the scars. the injuries. the winter jacket. the fact that he looked a little older.... loved it. loved it, loved it, loved it. i cannot wait to spend hours pouring over reference pictures to draw them all.

- and claire... her armor being weathered and worn. her eyes!! her hair looked great as always. i just love her...

- nari nari nari... my goodness, her magic is so beautiful. i wish we got to see more.

- also, the jlaire moments were very cute. their kisses? so soft. they literally love each other so much. i adore them.

- what happened to the babies from the darklands btw? is not enrique just chilling in the lake’s house with a ton of babies?

- barbara deserved better. i would have liked to see her and strickler happy.

- on that note, why the actual fuck did they think a few explosives would win against magic?? literal ancient magic and these dumbasses were like huh i guess we should blow it up. i’m sorry, what?? y’all are stupid.

* currently trying to think of every possible point that isn’t to do with the ending because i really don’t want to think about that yet *

- the whole thing with archie and charlemagne felt super unnecessary. like usually characters sacrifice themselves and it’s like sad and you can see the reasoning and stuff. but they literally could have gotten out. i really did not vibe with that. it felt like they just did that to leave douxie with no one.

- that trollmarket was beautiful though.

- speaking of trollmarket... they really restored the heartstone just like that? are you joking? i was not impressed at all. the heartstone was dead and gone, could not be destroyed. did they just forget that? half the shit in wizards wouldn’t have happened if the heartstone could have been restored. very pissed off by that. it was dead, that was it.

- okay back to jim... love that he pulled the sword from the stone. it was cute that it was a group effort, kinda would have preferred if it was just him but that’s just a me thing. and maybe me and my daylight tattoo are biased here, but excalibur is not half as pretty as daylight.

- not gonna lie, jim yelling come on trollhunters! kinda got me. i was very emotional watching this.

- i think the most in character jim moment of the whole movie was when he dropped excalibur, he didn’t have his armor, he was all alone and he decided to make a fist and fight the wizard/god with literally no weapon or means of defence. i don’t think y’all understand how much i love this dumb self sacrificing selfless boy. i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again, he is literally one of my most favourite characters of all time. i love him with all my heart.

- the armor!! wow wow wow. that was a fucking cool scene. beautiful.

- jim getting stabbed or whatever with that fucking spear thing nearly killed me.

- okay here goes... toby. my sweet toby. jim and toby’s friendship is one of my absolute favourites ever. my goodness. and toby getting in the van and going to save jim was incredible and such a toby thing to do. of course he would think of doing that.

- but like seriously... claire and douxie are so fucking powerful and they were both just like lol i guess we can’t do anything to help jim? i’m sorry what?? don’t tell me that claire wouldn’t go full on black and purple eyes and get herself up their to him. i just... i’m so bothered by the fact that they were sidelined y’all :|

- also, do not seriously try to tell me that aaarrrgghh!!! would let toby go on his own. he would have went with him. he would have followed him.

- literally as jim was falling the first thing that went through my mind was oh aaarrrgghh!!! is gonna run up and catch him.

- and while we’re on the topic of aaarrrgghh!!! why tf did they have such a build up that something was going to happen to either him or blinky for literally no reason? wtf

- aaarrrgghh!!! would not have let toby go alone!!! if he had been there, he would have protected toby, he would have saved him and none of that mess of an ending would have happened.

* ugh here’s the bit i was dreading... the ending *

- first off, i am choosing to ignore it.

- time stone? really? we’re... we’re gonna do this? literally one of the most original things i have ever watched is now - at the literal last possible minute - rip off another movie?? really?? whyyyy???

- i literally cannot express how much i hated it. it was so fucking unnecessary.

- he didn’t need to go back that far!!!

- i’m actually trying to block this out but i suppose i have to at least touch on it. jim would never ever put that burden on to toby. he just wouldn’t. before even looking at all of the other issues with toby getting the amulet, i need to say that. it just wouldn’t happen. he struggled so much with being the trollhunter, he wouldn’t put that on toby.

- also toby literally never wanted to be the trollhunter?? he never wanted the amulet? he wanted to be a duke and have his war hammer and go on adventures with his best friend and his wingman and eat mexican food.

- okay so um i guess they all just forgot about unbecoming? cool cool cool.

- seriously though, was it not established many times that jim literally had to be trollhunter? and if he wasn’t it would be draal and everything would go to shit? did they just forget about that??

- having jim just decide to give toby the amulet literally takes away from the entire meaning behind jim getting the amulet and becoming the trollhunter. the amulet chose jim. merlin chose him. out of all of the creatures in the world, it had to be jim. he can’t just give that to toby!!

- and as much as i love toby, he would not last a day as trollhunter.

- and that’s not even beginning to mention all that jim erased by not becoming trollhunter. no father son relationship between him and blinky. they didn’t stop steve from picking on eli so no steve redemption and no creepslayerz. is he just going to allow enrique to be taken? toby will not have the same incentive to go into the darklands to save him if that’s the case. strickler will not show any sort of sentiment towards toby either. and then the big one...

- IS THAT FUCKER REALLY GOING TO ALLOW CLAIRE TO NOT GET HER POWERS??? WHAT???

- if jim isn’t trollhunter and the whole thing with enrique doesn’t happen then claire will never get her shadowstaff. let’s be real, strickler probably wouldn’t even need angor rot with toby as trollhunter. somehow i can’t see him making it that far...

- if claire doesn’t have her shadow staff then the whole thing with morgana won’t happen. she won’t destroy the shadow staff and then she will never develop her powers. would jim really rob her of that?

- okay i can’t do anymore, it’s too much for me now...

- i touched on this already in a separate post but i gotta say it again... i did not enjoy the destiny is a gift bit at the end. first of all, jim having toby find the amulet literally takes the meaning of that speech and his destiny away instanty. and second, i just could not stand hearing emile hirsch say the words that belonged to anton yelchin. it was just uncomfortable.

aaand i think i’m done. maybe i’ll have more later but i have a headache now from all of this.

#rott #trollhunters #tales of arcadia #rott spoilers #jim lake jr #claire nuñez #toby domzalski #blinky #aaarrrgh #wizards #toa #douxie #rise of the titans #trollhunters spoilers #trollhunters rise of the titans

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yakumtsaki · 3 years

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Welcome to the second part of the BackupKingdom2 saga finale, appropriately entitled Doomed, since a) we’re going for the suicidal achievement of the ~Legendary Doomsword~ which is ridic and I’ve never managed to complete it, and b) Liz’s reign is for real doomed.

Kingdom-wise, after a blissful period of security the bandits are back with a vengeance, emerging from the forest every morning in single file like the fucking 7 dwarves.

-Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, a-pillaging we gooo!🎵

UGH LIZ. THIS IS WHAT YOUR BATSHIT TYRANNY HAS GOTTEN US. But worry not, because it’s not just the kingdom that’s going to shit, it’s Liz’s 3rd marriage as well:

I’ve no idea what went down on free will while I was questing around, but Liz now has this permanent negative buff caused by Linotta’s existence. We really didn’t have enough problems around here so this was much needed.

Perhaps Linotta objected to the fact Liz practically lives by the mail box, bombarding Piratefu with messenger pigeons 24/7.

-One of these days she’ll forgive me and agree to come over!!!

Sure she will Liz, I mean if anything pirates are famed for their forgiving nature.

At this point I really can’t deal with Liz’s shitty mood anymore, she’s flopping so hard in her tasks and it’s this vicious cycle of her doing badly>being in an even worse mood because of it>>whining endlessly etc etc, so I’m sorry Linotta but tonight is elimination night in BackupKingdom2′s Next Royal Wife.

-IT’S OVER LINOTTA DUE TO WHATEVER IT WAS YOU OR I DID!!! I STILL LOVE KAYLEY AND I’M SO CLOSE TO GETTING HER BACK ONCE SHE REPLIES TO MY LETTERS. PLUS YOU STILL HAVEN’T GIVEN ME A ROYAL HEIR AND THAT’S THE OFFICIAL REASONING I’M GOING WITH

-How could I give you a royal heir, we didn’t have the same-sex pregnancy mod until today!!!

-I don’t have time for your nonsense excuses, now get the hell off my property!

-The whole kingdom is your property!!

-That’s right, YOU’RE EXILED. AND GIVE ME THIS DRESS BEFORE YOU LEAVE BECAUSE I WANT TO SEE IF I CAN PULL IT OFF

-Of course you can’t pull it off, you don’t have the curves for it!

-Alright I guess that’s true, you can keep it. BUT YOU’RE STILL EXILED AS FUCK

-Oh Heavens above, wherever will I go now? Oh that’s right, to one of the dozen other kingdoms that aren’t being run into the ground by some dumbass lunatic with stupid hair and a cucky non-crown!!!

-YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW OR I’LL THROW YOU IN THE PIT

-YOU CAN’T AFFORD TO KILL ME, THE PEOPLE LOVE ME AND YOU’RE ONE EXECUTION AWAY FROM ANOTHER REVOLT!!!

-THAT’S RIDICULOUS, THE PLEBS WORSHIP ME, THEY WOULD NEVER REVOLT FOR THE 5TH TIME!!!

-Troubadour Bellinda has an entire series of plays mocking you, you idiot! Whatever, I’m out, I hate this orange decor anyway!! There are other colors, you know!!!

-NOT TO ME THERE AREN’T

Man that was rough, how you holding up Liz?

-ROTTEN. HORRIBLE. I NEED TO EXECUTE SOMEONE ASAP. IS THAT TRAMP BELLINDA REALLY MOCKING ME IN HER PLAYS???

Of course not!

-GET OUT OF HERE LINOTTA OR I’LL EXECUTE YOU SINCE THAT’S ALL IM CAPABLE OF DOING

Bellinda better pack it in before we’re mourning more victims around here.

Song of the woooooods, sad sooooooong of the woods, calling Piratefuuuu, mon amour fouuuu🎵

Incredible song Liz, clearly you’ve never been better so I’ll just leave you unattended for a bit and go play some actual quests-

-WHAT THE FUCK. PIRATEFU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-I heard Liz’s enchanting song of the woods and came out!

You’ve been living in the woods this entire time????

-Well where else would I live?

I don’t know, I assume you had a house somewhere!!!

-Nop, just went back to my bandit tent.

Good Lord, we could have at least given you a divorce settlement or something, we’re the WORST.

-KAYLEY MY DARLING YOU’RE HERE!!!! I knew my amazing song would work, it took me one year to compose it!

-You’re looking well Liz, word of your execution spree has reached me, clearly bathing in blood agrees with you!

-Oh my love, I should have never left you for that elf twat, her stupid kingdom has the most useless exports of all time!!! But don’t worry, she was among the first people I executed! Here’s a white rose dipped in her blood!

-Aw Liz, you always know just what to say!

-Can you forgive me, my darling, and be my bandit queen again?

-I’ve waited so long to hear you say that, Liz!

-Well let me say it again on one knee-

-Please marry me again, Kayley, I’ve been going a bit cray cray without you, I love you with every beat of my stone-cold heart!

-God, I’ve dreamt of this so many times..

-NO. HAHAHAHAHA

-WHAT

-Oh, do you not know what ‘no’ means?? FUCK NO I WON’T MARRY YOU AGAIN. YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST DUMP ME, MARRY AGAIN *TWICE* AND THEN I’LL COME RUNNING BACK???

-BUT.. BUT YOU KISSED ME, YOU SAID YOU DREAMT OF THIS!!

-I DID DREAM OF IT! Dreamt of turning you down HAHAHAHA. Oh God, this felt SO good. Thank you, Liz. Be well!

-NO WAIT WAIT

-Listen.. You.. me.. together again.. ruling.. executing.. everyone scared of us.. it will be just the way it used to! And we have the same-sex pregnancy mod now, imagine the kind of kids we’ll produce!

-Damn you, you’re so persuasive.. And I *am* tired of living in a tent.

-Well then..

-HAHA, PSYCH. NO AGAIN, BITCH. SEE YOU NEVER

Piratefu girl istg. Like I can’t even be mad, this was masterful, well played.

Of course Liz is devastated and we all know what that means..

-SENTENCED TO DEATH

-You are released!

-Thank you, your Majesty!

-And sentenced to death!

Great, all in a day’s work. Now if we can get on with some actual work around here, we have the Legendary Doomsword to make or die trying (and we will). See you in part 2!!

#tsm

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sukiglycerin · 4 years

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dating midoriya hc? you could add baku & todo if you want but i’m a sucker for dating hcs ><

dating headcanons

* characters: izuku midoriya, shouto todoroki, katsuki bakugou

* genre: FLUFF !!

* words: 599

* warnings: todoroki’s problems (fashion, familial, etc)

* a/n: for once, i have.... nothing to say LMAO,,, thank you for your support! i have a lot of requests that i’m excited to get started on~~ i hope you like this!

izuku

at first, he's SUPER shy

blushing, stuttering, probably crying at one point

because !! you're his s/o now?? and you're perfect??

this man: whipped

he'll be kind of clumsy at first, esp if you're his first serious relationship

"should i get them flowers?? no no, maybe a card?? a hug??? my limited edition all might figurine???"

besides being shy, he'll totally look too much into things

he'll go into his muttering state figuring things out

whether it be overthinking where to take you on a date, or trying to figure out what to wear on said date

however, once he's more comfortable, he won't be so tense

he'll try to loosen up if you tell him!! he's just trying his best :pleading_face:

will 100% get into your hobbies with you

not in a polite "i-learned-this-from-you" type of way, he'll genuinely go out of his way to learn about it!

he'll also be super excited if you even show an inkling of knowing more than basic facts about any pro-hero

also, even if he's less shy deeper into your relationship...

he'll always get a blush on his face when he first sees you on a date. every time.

shouto

relationships?? love??? wHEN DID THESE DEVELOPMENTS HAPPEN-

he's shook.

todoroki_has_stopped_working.exe

he'll be quiet and shy when you first start dating

you're like a delicate blossom that he doesn't want to hurt

he's seen relationships fail. so above all, he's scared.

he's scared to mess up, and he's scared because this is all so new and he doesn't know what to do

ofc, these feelings will be buried

he'll try to become more comfortable around you, and will share his soba with you

will definitely insist on you calling him shouto to make things more casual for the two of you, and so he isn't reminded of him every time you call him

for these reasons, i think he'd definitely need a kind and patient s/o.

he needs to work over his problems

anyway, enough of that!

please fix his fashion sense

please. he only gets away with his bad fashion choices because he's class 1a's resident pretty boy

i mean, with that hair he's already practically a kpop boy

we all know kpop boys look good in (mostly) everything

won't brag about you, but everyone will find out

he's not-so subtle when he smiles at his phone

katsuki

he's somewhat at a loss when you accept

but!! you'll never know this

he's very straightforward about relationship developments

"so what, are we dating now?"

softie!! softie!! if he's comfortable enough with you

don't call him out on it or he'll be EMBARRASSED (probably too embarrassed to do it again)

picks up on the little things about you

surprisingly domestic, too

he'll tidy up your room or fold your laundry, especially on tiring days for you

he def cares in the little ways like this!

will cook for you, and even turn down the spice (gasp!) if you can't handle it

pet names? nonono, i think you meant endearing insults

yeah. it's his trademark by now.

dumbass, idiot, moron, stupid, but with a whipped smile on his face

don't expect too much lovey-dovey affection from him, especially in public

he's very... tsundere

he gets soft late at night, when he thinks you can't hear

cares immensely for you !! his heart swells every time he sees you.

will be proud of you for anything and everything you do, but in a not clingy way

ur no.1 HYPEMAN !!

tho, he's probably called the bakusquad for relationship advice

...on multiple occasions

he just doesn't wanna mess things up!

#bnha x reader #midoriya x reader #todoroki x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha headcanons #midoriya headcanons #todoroki headcanons #bakugou headcanons #bnha fluff #midoriya fluff #izuku midoriya #todoroki fluff #todoroki shouto #bakugou fluff #katsuki bakugou #star: midoriya izuku #luna's writing #universe: boku no hero academia

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meeko-mar · 3 years

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Here's some pain;

Obviously this is way more fic fodder than an actual prediction of any sort,

What if, when Katsuki starts really going after Izuku do get through to him, and he gets Izuku pinned down...And Izuku still tries to get him to leave him alone.

What if he thinks that it will... drive Katsuki away to confess his feelings?

TW for feelings of internalized homophobia, and I guess perceived notions of homophobia?? Izuku is basically afraid of his feelings, as usual.

As part of the whole idea that he's suppressing, and sort of has internalized homophobia against his crush on Kacchan...So he assumes the logic that if he's afraid of his own feelings, Kacchan would probably be disgusted, enough to give up on him, to leave him. Or at least shatter his concentration enough for Izuku to escape. It will hurt, and it's his last resort, but if he wants Kacchan to keep his distance, he might have to just do it. Because he does love Kacchan and needs to keep him safe. (and he has tried literally everything else to get his classmates off him, to no avail)

So he screams it, right into Katsuki's face, because again, he's been pinned.

"Don't you get it?? I love you!! I always have!" He cries. "That's why I can't be near you!! My feelings are only going to get you killed!!" (he has related this to the rest of the class already, but this instance is specially for Katsuki, insert a mess of Izuku's emotions about Kacchan nearly dying for him once already)

But instead of disgust, and letting him go, Katsuki keeps a hold of him, and his eyes change. At first he is a bit blindsided, but quickly resumes his resolve.

"You...Asshole!!" Katsuki growls, also in Izuku's face. "So what, You want ME to have to Watch YOU fucking die instead cause you won't let anyone fucking help you?! Is that better? That's somehow ok?!"

"You fucking love me?? Bullshit!" (stay with me here)

"If you love me so fucking much, why don't you fucking act like it!! Why don't you think about how I feel watching you drive yourself into an early fucking grave like everyone who came before you!?"

His fists clench tighter around Izuku's tattered costume as tears start streaming down his own cheeks in the rain.

"What about how I feel about you, huh!? You think you're too good to wanna stick around long enough to find out??"

Izuku is obviously SHOOK(his ploy didn't work?? Kacchan isn't rejecting him?? Or is he?? What is happening here, he did not account for this response...)

Eventually they manage to wrangle him up. Take him home.

Katsuki hovers as he heals, making sure he doesn't bolt again. He seems to be looking at him with brand new eyes, though Izuku knows he's being considered a flight risk and thinks that might be the soul reason... but also there seems to be another new context to the look of those red eyes.

They have conversations, calmer, but they still skirt around *those feelings*, pretty awkwardly. The whole class can tell what's going on, too(I imagine that they at least heard the tail end of when Katsuki was yelling at Izuku about it)

Anyway, Izuku reluctantly...very reluctantly, agrees to work with UA and his friends. With many, many discussions that pretty much amount to Intervention and THERAPY talks with all involved(and after a lot of rest to get into a better mindset), he realizes how terribly they were worried about him, and are still worried. And eventually, that it's not fair to shut them all out when they are trained as much as he is and deciding for themselves to be involved.

He still doesn't like it, he is still terrified...He still believes/knows he's got to keep searching for AFO...but now accepts that his friends are going to try to help no matter what he says and accepts their help, accepts Katsuki's help. AM comes back and they make up, and AM ALSO tells him to make sure he's ok before taking care of everyone else again.

As Izuku slowly adapts to having a home base and becomes less of a flight-risk, Katsuki's still always lingering in the background, or acting by his side, like his right-hand man. I think once more paralleling the Second watching over Yoichi.

Izuku honestly can't tell what Katsuki actually thinks about the whole love confession, and he's actually afraid to ask and open that pandora's box again. So for a while he acts like it didn't happen. It all feels surreal and like it could have all been a panic-induced fever dream for all he knows.

But, unbeknownst to Izuku, the reason Katsuki isn't really saying anything is because he's actually kind of assessing his own feelings. He knows he cares deeply about Izuku... but is it love, is it THAT kind of love? Can he properly even return those feelings, does he deserve to?? And then again, he's ALSO questioning if Izuku was genuine about his love confession or if it was some sort of fake out to get him to leave him alone or shock him. And if it was, he'd feel really stupid and pretty hurt if he came to confess only to be rejected by Izuku. (which, might happen anyway, because Izuku's still terrified that his love is going to get Katsuki killed)

Anyway, he's read Izuku horribly wrong in the past before, so he wants to really make sure he's reading the signals right.

The kids in their class, while obviously occupied with patrols, the ongoing tension of AFO lurking out there, communicating with the Heroes and the International reinforcements, etc etc, are absolutely AGGRAVATED by these two dancing around the issue, and for not giving all of the tea-seeking kids of their group closure after that dramatic day where they had fought Izuku and the two of them had SCREAMED at each other about feelings. (again)

Like even Ochako tries to (gently) get the truth out of Izuku cause she knows how crazy it can be to have a crush when you're preoccupied with saving the world.

Maybe one night Katsuki and Izuku are out, I'm thinking high up where they can see UA grounds...Maybe the roof of the building? Perhaps doing a look-out patrol.

And they start TALKING.

Katsuki straight up starts the conversation because he knows, and we all know, that Izuku would be tight-lipped about it still. He just straight up says "So are you ever going to tell me what the hell you meant that day?"

Izuku FREEZES, but he decides he's probably avoided this for long enough...can't put it off forever.

Katsuki looks at Izuku and finds him looking so, so insecure, confused, and grimacing with a blush as he looked away.

"Oi, Deku." He startles Izuku, "Were you....Were you lying to me?"

Izuku looks so bewildered by Katsuki's new tone. There's a hint of insecurity in his voice

"Sorry--I'm sorry... I shouldn't have...I shouldn't have said it like that," Izuku fumbles with the words. "I used those words to try to push you away...I thought you'd hate me, and if I could get you to hate me, you'd let me go, and I was so scared, and it was a really really desperate strategy..." he's doing his trademark muttering by now as panic sets in.

Katsuki steps closer, eyes burning with intensity as he looms over him. "But was it a lie."

"It was the wrong moment, for the wrong reason...But..." Izuku sucks in breath and feels his heart hammering. Forces himself to meet his eyes with Katsuki's. "It wasn't a lie."

Katsuki's eyes widen, and they both kind of stall in the moment as it all settles in and the wind blows between them.

"I'm sorry," Izuku blurts, and blushes furiously, starting to turn away. "I shouldn't have pushed this on you," He's giving in to his instinct to bolt.

Katsuki catches him by the wrist. Izuku turns, and meets Katsuki's smoldering eyes again. "Don't you go running off without hearing what I think again, damn nerd. Last time it nearly got you killed."

He runs a hand through is hair and looks away, and by now is also blushing. "Dammit. I'm still trying to figure out how to be around you. I'm still trying to relearn how to be your friend...At least, a friend who's actually worth a shit."

Izuku nods quietly, they've also had their discussion on their past/Katsuki's apologies by now, so Izuku is understanding of where Katsuki's feelings are coming from.

"And...Deku, you dumbass, why would I hate you for that??" Katsuki glares. Izuku flinches a bit.

"Well I..." Izuku mumbles. "It's obvious, right? I thought you'd be grossed out... I'm not a...Neither one of us is..."

"Not what, a girl!?" Katsuki scoffs. "Since when does that fucking matter?? You don't decide what the Hell grosses me out, Deku. " Izuku looks at him, SHOCKED, but his eyes shining.

The hand that has him by the wrist squeezes just gently, and feels really warm.

Katsuki sighs, and looks downward. "As long as you're not lying to me about something like that. Don't ever fucking lie about this kinda shit."

He finally looks at Izuku again, eyes large and shining. His hand pulls Izuku forward just gently.

"I don't know...Fuck...Give me time...Okay? There's still a lot I gotta do before I can..." He cuts off, still blushing and wrestling with the emotions. but the remaining words 'before I can say it back' basically hang, unsaid, in the air between them.

"But you gotta promise me you won't go and get your stupid ass killed before I get the chance, got it, nerd?!" Katsuki adds hastily.

Izuku feels his eyes start to burn as the warmth wells up inside him, and a smile spreads across his glowing face. He laughs a bit, feeling the nerves bubbling over, paired with a sudden sort of relief. Kacchan doesn't hate him for what he said, and even might return the feeling. What a good feeling. The best thing in a while. If not all the more terrifying.

"Okay, Kacchan" Katsuki blushes at how stupidly cute it looks for the light to be returning to Izuku's eyes, and that dumb smile lighting up freckled cheeks...Something that the Katsuki of a few weeks ago would have given anything in the world to see, right there in front of him.

Feeling the urge to bring back their previous mood, Katsuki grunts some sort of quasi-insult, like, "Don't get any more weird, backwards ideas like that, Deku. I'll kick your ass."

Izuku laughs again, But then suddenly, everything is ruined; A massive jolt to his head strikes him and he suddenly withdraws his hands from Katsuki, clutching his head and doubling over.

Danger Sense.

"Deku! Hey!" Katsuki grips him by the shoulders(partially in panic that Izuku might fly off by instinct without second thought to a plan of any sort, like old habits) "What is it!?"

Katsuki's legitimately scared as Izuku sinks to his knees; Izuku's had Danger Sense pings while staying within the walls of UA to heal before(that they had to CONVINCE him not to pay attention to, or rather send one of the other students out in his stead), but nothing this obviously severe.

Little Brother, The voice rings in Izuku's head again, and his blood runs cold.

Gritting his teeth, Izuku's eyes then shoot open, and look with terror to the horizon;

"It's him...He's coming..."

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sorry this was long. probably imperfect.

but I had to get it out of my head.

And then somewhere in or in the aftermath of the final battle they actually share a kiss and Katsuki says it back. It's nice.

I really think, Katsuki would probably legit have few hang-ups about being gay, his attitude is "don't fake who you are or how you feel", Mr. "can't even fake it to survive a kidnapping encounter with villains and would rather try to explode them all even though he's outnumbered". He'd be like, "what, you like boys? fine, then, what's the problem?! Like boys all you want!"

In this scenario I think he's way more concerned over if he's a worthy partner for Izuku, or if he's able to reciprocate, rather than "am I actually gay and if so what does that mean"

And as of 320, let me just say that Izuku is SO FRIGGIN SCARED, it breaks my heart. Like he's legit terrified and I think our suspicions that he was deeply deeply traumatized by the war arc are exactly on the money. the line "AFO is going to take you all away from me" while flashing back to the losses in the war including Kacchan....JUST SHOOT ME, IT MIGHT BE LESS PAINFUL.

Can't wait for the main UA kids(IE, his closer friend circles) to have their turn trying to wrangle Izuku up.

Anyway, thanks for reading, hope you liked this.

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⟼ distance

⍣ 365 days of sun series | next | 1/2

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⇢ pairing: iwaizumi hajime/reader/oikawa tooru

⇢ au: 365!au, poly!au, college!au, pro!oikawa

⇢ summary: prequel to 365 days; oikawa goes to argentina, leaving you and iwaizumi behind

⇥ masterlist

⇢ warnings: pre-relationship, cursing, fluff, mild angst

⇢ word count: 6757

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⇢ a/n: a few things. 1) i did not particularly care for how correct the timeline is or how correct the actual offer, signing, etc happens. 2) the cut is a little weird bc i when i wrote this, i wrote as one fic but it turned out to be 18k words so...no. 3) i love this whole fic sm so i hope you guys do too!

“I’ve had an offer.”

Oikawa’s voice cut through the sound of your and Iwaizumi’s playful arguing and the sound of video game music that filled the room.

“That’s great news, Tooru!” you exclaimed, looking up at him leaned against the door. Your smile fell when you met his eyes, a pained mix of happy and uncertain. It was such a rare look that you couldn’t place any moment in recent memory that you had seen it.

“What?” you asked, setting the controller on the table. The sound playing from the TV cut out without warning, and Iwaizumi shifted on the couch beside you, leaning close enough that you could feel his warmth through your sweater. It was mid-winter in Tokyo and you had stayed home after classes were cancelled, choosing to hang out together rather than frolic in the snow. “Tooru?”

He bit his lip as he considered the news he had just been delivered. It was an actual dream come true, exactly what he had wanted all this time. But then why did it feel like someone had just punched him in the stomach? “The offer is for um, a team down in--” He sighed. “--in Argentina. It’s one of the top teams in the world, and they want me to be first string.”

“Oh.”

You said it at the same time as Iwaizumi, both staring at Oikawa’s pained expression.

“Then you need to take it,” Iwaizumi continued, his sharp words cutting through the tense air like a knife. He knew what Oikawa was thinking, what he was worried about, and couldn’t let him think no one would support him. He’d be lost without his best friend, but this was Oikawa’s chance at his dream. “And Argentina is far enough away that we won’t have to deal with you anymore. We deserve a break from your drama.”

You smacked him on the arm for that, but Oikawa chuckled.

“Don’t worry, Iwa-chan. I know you’ll actually really miss me, you adorable tsun. I’ll come back to visit, so don’t give away my room,” he said, and you were relieved to see his expression lighten. He kicked off from the door and plopped down on the couch beside you, slinging his arm around your shoulders. “And I know our dear _____ is going to be so lonely without me.”

You mimed throwing up into Iwaizumi’s lap. “Like hell. It’ll be so peaceful without you here. _____, my girlfriend broke up with me for the third time. Iwa-chan, why hasn’t she texted me back it’s been two minutes.”

“_____, can you bring me an ice pack? My dumbass overdid it again and my knee hurts,” Iwaizumi mocked, and Oikawa yelped in indignation.

“I do not sound like that or say those things,” he said, pulling his arm from your shoulders to cross them over his chest. There was a warm glow in his heart as the three of you bantered, stemming from the undying support the two of you had always given him in the pursuit of his dreams-- even if you were really mean to him while doing it. “Thank you, guys.”

You stopped laughing at him, both you and Iwaizumi turning to stare at him before you smiled. “You sap. Of course we’re going to support you no matter what! We’re gonna miss you, though. Like, bad,” you answered, and your throat tightened a little at the thought of him being halfway around the world. The three of you had been inseparable for years, even ending up attending the same college in Tokyo, though that had been because it had the best courses for the majors you and Iwaizumi wanted and Oikawa loved their volleyball team. It was a no brainer to get an apartment together when you found out you’d all been accepted either.

“Speak for yourself, _____. I’ll be glad when he’s gone. And don’t expect us to run all over the world chasing you, either,” Iwa said, picking up the controller off the table again and unmuting the TV. As soon as he unpaused the game, his character died. “Goddammit.”

“You really deserve this, Tooru. More than anyone,” you said, bumping against his shoulder.

Oikawa looked down at your face, eyes lit up with happiness as you smiled. He hid his face in the top of your head, inhaling the scent of your shampoo with a grin, warmth bubbling in his chest all over again. He was finally going to live his dream and he had the two people he loved most in the world at his back. He couldn’t imagine anything better than that.

So many words danced on his tongue, his thoughts a jumbled mess and he opened his mouth to let them spill out.

“Yeah, I guess I do, don’t I?” You groaned as Iwaizumi reached around you to smack the back of his head, and he snickered into your hair, his arms squeezing you into his side. “I love you guys.”

Picking up the controller, you let him cling to you like the monkey he was as you rejoined the game. “Yeah, sure, Shittykawa. We love you too.”

There was a lot of planning after he accepted the offer, outside of what the agency would take care of. He just had to find an apartment within his budget and they would take care of securing it for him before he arrived, and travel was taken care of.

Naturally, what was his responsibility became yours.

“Don’t you own anything besides basketball shorts and sweatpants?” you asked, holding up what had to be the sixtieth pair of shorts in the last thirty minutes. You were helping him pick out what clothes he was going to be taking to San Juan with him, leaving the rest in his room in Tokyo for when he visited. They all smelled like him, the light and breezy cologne he wore that seemed to stick to everything, including you.

You were struck by the realization that when he left, that smell would fade from everything, including you. And the idea that you would never be teased for smelling like Oikawa again caused your heart to clench.

Your face must have twisted because Oikawa’s happy babbling cut off.

“_____? What is it?” Setting the longsleeve t-shirt he held in his hands aside, he turned to fully face you while you turned fully away from him. He gripped your shoulders, trying to force you to turn to look at him, which you resisted at first. When he heard the light sniffling though, he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. “Hey, what’s going on?”

Fast as lightning, you turned and threw your arms around his neck, hiding your face in his shoulder. Without hesitation, he hauled you closer, rubbing your back as you cried into his neck. Between sobs you managed to choke out, “I’m gonna miss your stupid face so much. And what am I gonna do when the apartment stops smelling like your cheapass cologne? Am I gonna have to wear it?”

Your fingers twisted in the soft white t-shirt he wore. You hadn’t meant to cry, really you hadn’t, because you knew things like this would only make it harder for him to leave. And as much as you did want him to stay here with you, you also knew he would never be happy unless he was in the spotlight playing volleyball. But your tears soaked his shirt anyway as you tried to stifle your sniffling.

He burst into laughter at your childish whining, rocking you back and forth in his arms.

“Awe, I already knew that, princess. Everyone’s going to miss me,” he said, putting on that smug air that came so naturally. He was just trying to cheer you up though, and you could see through him like a window, laughing into his shoulder.

One hand curled into your hair, holding you close as he took in your warmth and your sadness. It was a mirror to his own, tempered by a cautious enthusiasm that his future-- and his dreams-- were about to take off. He was being selfish throughout all of this-- selfishly keeping you close while selfishly leaving you at the same time.

That warmth he always felt whenever you were close welled up again, and he smiled.

“I’ll miss you too, you know,” he whispered into your hair, and felt your arms slide back up around his neck, squeezing so tight he thought his breathing would stop. “You and Iwa, more than anyone.”

“Well, you’ll come back,” you whispered back, resting your cheek on his shoulder, facing away from his neck. “You’re like a parasite. We’ll never be rid of you.”

Oikawa’s shoulders shook underneath your head and you smiled.

“Help me pick apartments,” Oikawa demanded, folding himself into the empty seat beside Iwaizumi. He had his laptop in hand, a dozen or so tabs open to different apartments near the stadium his new team called home. He would be leaving in a few days to check them and the stadium out, and likely to sign the contract while he was down there. Truth be told, he was nervous.

“Don’t you have any manners, you damn brat?” Iwaizumi asked, even as he set his phone to the side. He’d been surfing through DoorDash, looking for something to get for dinner. You would be home from classes soon and no doubt starving. “I’m ordering dinner.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. _____ said she was going to stop and pick up something for us. I requested takoyaki, but she said she wasn’t feeling it,” Oikawa answered with a pout.

“Probably,” Iwaizumi said as Oikawa flipped to the first tab and he turned the screen to show him, “because she’s been doing labs with crustaceans in biology all week.”

It was a 3 bedroom, 2 bath with an open floor plan and a lot of windows. Newly refurbished and expensive. Not that Oikawa wouldn’t be able to afford it.

Iwaizumi shrugged. It wasn’t terrible, and definitely Oikawa’s style. He liked lots of natural light for his Instagram photos, and that apartment definitely provided.

“I should’ve waited for _____,” he grumbled, but flipped to the next one anyway.

Another 3 bedroom, 2 bath, smaller than the last and darker, in both light and color scheme, but no less expensive. Instantly Iwaizumi grunted and shook his head, and there was a small gratification as Oikawa instantly X’d out of the tab, letting it get lost in the void.

If there was one thing Oikawa valued above a volleyball player’s skills, it was your and Iwaizumi’s opinions. You knew him just as well as he knew himself, and better, in some ways. If Iwaizumi thought that apartment wasn’t good enough, then it wasn’t good enough.

The next few went much the same way. 3 bedroom, 2 bath, too dark or too small, too old-school or too extravagant. Each and every time Iwaizumi said no, Oikawa was secretly relieved to click the X button. A lot of the apartments he’d found weren’t to his taste, but he also knew his tastes were dramatic, hence the need for Iwaizumi’s down-to-earth opinions.

“Hey, I have a question,” Iwaizumi said when apartment number nine was bookmarked. It was a close contender with number one, the only other one he had agreed with. He knew Oikawa would never be happy living in a closed in, dark space. He was a lot like a plant.

A really mouthy, annoying plant. Like that tentacuwhatever from Harry Potter. Clingy and needed attention nonstop or else he’d cause trouble. What was he saying?

Oh right.

Oikawa paused his scrolling to look up at Iwaizumi, who had settled back into the couch, his arm slung across the back just above Oikawa’s shoulders. With his leg pressed to his, Oikawa was practically tucked into his side as they fought to both see the laptop screen.

“What’s that, Iwa-chan?”

Iwaizumi leaned back in, his cheek right next to Oikawa’s. “Why are all these apartments three bedroom?”

In response, Oikawa spluttered. “Well, I mean, you know, it’s for if-- if friends want to come stay for a while or-- or you know. Geez, Iwa-chan, I do have those you know. And I’ll make more in Argentina. Might even replace you, if you aren’t careful.”

Iwaizumi’s arm curled tight around Oikawa’s neck then, his voice dangerously low as he growled, “No one will ever put up with you like I do, so good luck.”

Smirking, he pulled away and settled back down into the couch, picking his phone up again to see a text from you, asking if soba was alright for dinner. Typing his response, he said to Oikawa, “Soba is for dinner. And you may as well close out of the other tabs. I think the first one is the best one. Think we could come with you and pick out our rooms for ourselves?”

Oikawa choked.

The day of his permanent departure finally arrived.

To all three of you, it felt too quick and sudden, like you had blinked and the time had disappeared while your eyes were closed. All that morning, the three of you skirted around the topic as you dealt with the last minute details.

“Hey, you want this shirt right? You better--”

“Yeah, thanks.”

“Oi, Shit-- Tooru, you’re forgetting these, dumbass, and I’m not mailing ‘em to you.”

As the time whittled down to nothing, you found yourselves standing in the living room, staring at each other. You had sworn up and down that you wouldn’t get sappy or cry or do anything to make it any harder on Oikawa than it already clearly was. But the tension in the air, the strange, manic sparkle in his eyes as he stared the two of you down broke whatever resolve you had and you threw yourself at him, tears welling in your eyes.

His fingers, previously wrapped around the handle of his suitcase, found their way into your hair, his other arm winding around you as the suitcase hit the floor with a clattering of plastic, squeezing you tight enough to force the air from your lungs. And yet it wasn’t close enough, one arm around his shoulders and the other around his back, pressing yourself even closer, until there wasn’t an ounce of space between you.

Against your will, the tears spilled over and wetted his shirt, but he paid it no mind, too lost in breathing in the smell of your shampoo and the feel of your warmth for close to the last time.

Behind you, Iwaizumi sighed, turning his eyes up to the ceiling, thankful that Oikawa’s eyes were closed so he couldn’t see the glittering in his own. Much as he might like to give his friend hell, he was going to miss him. A lot. More than he liked to admit.

Another set of arms came around you, completing the missing piece as you stood there and cried into Oikawa’s chest. You could feel tears in your hair and it only made you squeeze him tighter. The urge, the need to ask him to stay, just for another day, welled up so strong you had to bite your tongue to keep the words in. Truth be told, you weren’t sure if he would say no, but no way were you going to put him in that position.

“We’re gonna be late, Oikawa,” you whispered into his shirt and felt him nod against your head, but no one made a move to pull away.

It took all your willpower-- and a few elbows in a few ribs-- to pull away from them. Oikawa’s lips parted, his hands still reaching out for you, and you took one while Iwaizumi picked up his forgotten suitcase.

“Oi, Lazykawa,” he barked, “I’ll get this, you get your carry-on. _____, make sure he doesn’t get lost.”

At that, Oikawa gasped in mock outrage, placing his free hand over his heart and affecting a hurt tone. “How could you think so low of me, Iwa-chan? Do you think I’m so stupid?”

From the hallway, a very deadpan, “Yes,” rang out and you snorted in laughter.

“Really, Tooru, how could you not see that coming?” you asked while he picked up his bag. His fingers stayed laced with yours while you locked the door behind you. Doing it one handed was difficult and took longer than if you’d had your other hand, but neither of you were inclined to let go.

Iwaizumi was waiting impatiently outside the taxi, his foot tapping arrhythmically against the snowy pavement. His fingers were freezing and his eyes narrowed as he watched the two of you walk down the stairs hand in hand, both wearing sad smiles as you looked back at him.

“If you two take any longer he’s gonna miss his flight,” he snapped, holding the door open for both of you. His mood settled when you patted his cheek before sliding in beside Oikawa. It was a bit cramped with two 6’ tall athletes wedged into the tight space, but frankly there weren’t a lot of other places you’d rather be.

Now if only you weren’t stuck between them on your way to the airport to see one of them off to the other side of the freakin’ world.

The ride, in typical fashion when doing something you don’t want to do, took both too long and not enough time. You filled it with jokes and memories as each held one of your hands, mostly about what you thought San Juan would be like and of games he and Iwaizumi had played in while you cheered your heart out in the stands.

Their number one fanatic, they affectionately called you. A lot of your highschool career was spent with them just because there was so much jealousy among the other students that you were so close to them. You were grateful to them for so much you couldn’t even begin to list them all, but you could at least say number one on the list was loving you the way they did.

Oikawa was met at the airport by some diehard fans and his family, all teary eyed and clamoring for his attention, and you looked at Iwaizumi. He shared a resigned, grateful expression with you, glad you had said your goodbyes in the privacy of your apartment. There was no way you were going to get it here, surrounded the way he was.

While you stood on the outskirts, watching Oikawa smile and simper for everyone while making his way further inside, he looked back and his smile changed. From polite and sweet, it morphed into something genuine and deep, and even from a distance you could see the glitter in his eyes.

He laughed and said something, and the tone of the crowd changed, dispersing slowly until it was only his family left. Something was said to his mother, who was clinging to his hand with tears streaming down her cheeks, then he was making his way towards the two of you.

“I’ve only got a few minutes before I have to check in so I…” he said, but trailed off, scratching the back of his head. The words were stuck in his throat, too hard to say to the two of you. He could put on a show for the crowd all day, playing the part but as soon as he was placed in front of you, it was like someone had corked him. “I’m really gonna miss you guys. Who’s gonna cheer me on at games now?”

A sigh rode on the tail of the laugh that escaped you while Iwaizumi’s eyes narrowed, looking very much like he was going to kick Oikawa into the luggage carousel.

“Oh, I don’t know, you dumbass. Maybe the thousands of adoring fans you’re going to gain with your face plastered all over national television?” he asked, his fingers flexing with the restrained urge. It was muscle memory at this point, he couldn’t be blamed.

Oikawa’s face fell, though Iwaizumi’s voice held no bite and Oikawa wasn’t really upset. Setting his hand on his hip, he pointed at Iwaizumi. “It won’t be the same and you know it. You better watch every game. I’ll know if you haven’t.”

Iwaizumi scoffed and rolled his eyes. “How are you gonna know, idiot?”

Oikawa’s arm snaked around your shoulder, still pointing to Iwaizumi as he tugged you into his side. The smile he wore was somehow both fake and so genuine it almost hurt to look at. “Well, our little _____ will tell me if you haven’t, won’t you?”

Before you could answer, the loudspeaker sounded, announcing his flight was ready for check-in, and all the humor left you in a breath.

“Tooru,” his mother called, beckoning towards him with her hands.

“Just a minute, mom,” he called over his shoulder, and his typically playful eyes were soft as he stared down at you. One hand took yours while the other met your cheek, thumb wiping away the tear that had managed to escape without your notice. “I’ll call you when I land. And text you every day. And you better not let anyone take my room, I’ll need somewhere to sleep when I come back to visit. Lord knows I won’t be able to stay with them while I’m here.”

“Tooru,” his mother called again, sounding desperate now. You couldn’t blame her, Oikawa had spent an altogether longer time saying goodbye to you than he had with them since he’d arrived. Besides, the place his family held in line for him was moving forward rapidly-- as rapidly as the time you had left with him was shortening.

“You better not forget us, Tooru, or we’ll come down to Argentina and kick your ass,” you said, all three of you stumbling towards the line. He ducked under the rope, still holding your hand in a death grip, still unwilling to let go. “Or Haji will. I’ll keep a lookout so we don’t get arrested.”

At that, all three of you burst into laughter, the action causing the dam to break and then you were all crying too. In a split second decision Oikawa couldn’t explain, he leaned down and pressed his lips to your forehead in a chaste kiss, letting it linger there as he said, “I could never forget you. Either of you. My best friends and the people I love the most.”

“Love you too, Tooru. Give ‘em hell,” you whispered into his chest before pulling away.

“Go, before your family has a shit fit,” Iwaizumi said, pushing at his shoulder. But Oikawa’s hand covered his for a fraction of a second and squeezed with strength that only came with practicing serves for hours on end. Some unnamed emotion flitted in his eyes, but Iwaizumi nodded in understanding. “Come see us soon, alright?”

Oikawa’s throat tightened until all he could do was nod. With one last look at you, he turned and walked towards the front of the line, becoming obscured by the throngs of people.

An arm came around Iwaizumi’s waist and he instinctively curled his around your shoulders. He could feel the tears wetting his shoulder, where your face was pressed into his shirt. His own throat was sore as he held his tears back and he rubbed your arm as he fought to catch just one last glimpse of the last third of his trio.

But he was gone, off to the other side of the world and away from you. Some cynical part of Iwaizumi said he was gone forever, that in typical Oikawa fashion he would get down there and completely forget about the two of you. That wasn’t what the more rational side said, though. That side said he was being completely unfair to his friend, and he was inclined to agree with it more.

Leading you back out to the entrance, he hailed a taxi and helped you in, where you wrapped yourself around him again, causing him to laugh.

“It isn’t forever, you know,” he said, petting your hair. Of course, he would never tell you what he had been thinking just a few minutes ago. It wouldn’t help, even if it did turn out to be true. “We’ll see him again, probably a lot sooner than we’d like.”

As if to prove his point, both of your phones pinged with a new notification.

When you swiped them open, you found a message in the group chat that was so typical of Oikawa that Iwaizumi snorted before you both burst into laughter.

‘First class sucks without anyone to share it with. And the wine is bleh. I miss u guys :(‘

Each of you answered, Iwaizumi with a typical ‘you’re an idiot’ and you with an ‘i miss u too bby :’(‘.

You received one last text, telling you he had to shut his phone off and then you settled your head on Iwaizumi’s shoulder to stare out the window. The scenery passed by in a blur while you focused on Iwaizumi’s rough thumb rubbing circles on the back of your hand.

After a few minutes, you hummed thoughtfully. “What should we get for dinner?”

“How does takoyaki sound?”

It was several months after Oikawa had left and both you and Iwaizumi were coming up on a small break from school. Since he’d left, Oikawa’s texts and calls had been spotty at best, though he made the effort to send a goodnight text into the group chat every night. When he’d first realized that he was failing in his promise, he’d apologized while telling you he would try harder.

Iwaizumi had shut that down real quick and you could imagine him tapping on his phone furiously during study period, wearing a scowl that would have had Oikawa cowering in the corner if he’d seen it.

‘Shut up, idiot. You’re training, right? Then train. We’re adults. We understand, right, _____?’

In your biology class, you had snuck a quick response. Even as adults, your teacher was a real bastard about using phones in class, and being caught could end in a pop quiz.

‘Yeah, you brat. Stop stretching yourself so thin or they’ll kick you out and you’ll have to come back to Japan and start all over,’ you typed, having to erase the word ‘home’ in favor of something less...that. Sometimes the way Oikawa talked, when your schedules lined up and you could talk on the phone properly, he sounded like all you’d have to do was ask and he’d be on the first plane out of San Juan. Even he still slipped up and called it home, often correcting himself afterwards as if to convince himself.

After that, he stopped apologizing, but he also stopped responding nearly as much. That didn’t stop you from using the group chat. You could see where Oikawa had read and reacted to certain messages and knew that even if he was busy, he was still there. And that in itself made the separation easier.

Two weeks before that break started, you received a long text in the group chat, both of your phones going off on the table. Only Iwaizumi picked his up, already knowing who it was from-- the chat had a special tone, so you knew whether to pick it up immediately or not.

‘Hey guys, I know this is sudden and a little short notice, but you have that break coming up, don’t you? I’m going to have my first game down here during that time so I was wondering if you’d want to come down and visit? Ik it’s only been a few months but you know how much i miss your stupid faces, and san juan is so pretty this time of year. I can pay for the tickets down here (obviously) and your rooms already have beds so you can stay with me! Isn’t that great? I have to go, but let me know!’

Iwaizumi stared at the text, a vein ticking in his forehead, while you read over his shoulder. It was clear Oikawa was excited at the prospect, but planning a trip like that in only two weeks was going to be hell.

“Does he even realize how full of himself he sounds?” Iwaizumi snapped, crossing his arms over his chest after you took his phone. “‘I can pay for the tickets’-- my ass. I’m gonna beat him senseless when we see him.”

“So…” you said, already typing away on his phone, “does that mean I should tell him to buy two tickets, since he’s so kindly offered?”

He caught sight of your smirk and followed it up with one of his own, belatedly realizing what he’d just said. “Well, since he can obviously afford it, may as well let him.”

You sent the text out without making any changes and Iwaizumi didn’t know if he should kiss you or smack you.

Oikawa was a lot more active in chat over the next couple of weeks, talking nonstop about how excited he was to see you. Iwaizumi was taking the blow up with more grace than you had ever imagined, and then you realized why.

“Haji, aren’t you excited to see Tooru? And I never thought I’d actually go to Argentina. I’m kinda nervous,” you teased one night over takeout and beers. A movie Iwaizumi had picked up while he bought snacks at the store played in the background, though it was so bad neither of you were really paying attention.

He looked up from his phone, where he was no doubt texting Oikawa, looking thoughtful. You expected a huff or a denial, but he surprised you-- a lot, actually.

“Yeah, I’m really excited. It’s been...too quiet without that brat around,” he said, and frowned. “I miss him.”

You set your fork in the takeout box, staring blankly at the TV while you processed that admission. Iwaizumi wasn’t much for talking about his feelings. He was very action oriented, as you and Oikawa knew too well, so to hear him say it meant something.

“I really miss him too, you know,” you murmured, playing with your fingers. It wasn’t something that bothered you too often, but Iwaizumi’s confession had brought it to the forefront of your thoughts and you allowed yourself to wallow just a little. “I can’t wait to see him.”

“I can’t either. I know I don’t say it nearly enough, but I love you both,” he said, his ears heating up at the admission. It was only easy to say in the dark, when he could focus on his phone instead of the embarrassment the words brought. It wasn’t something he said very often, no matter how much he thought it.

You giggled, flicking a fry you had been about to eat at him. “You’re such a sap. Tooru really is rubbing off on you, Haji.”

Throwing it back at you, he playfully snapped, “Don’t compare me to Shittykawa, _____. I’m nothing like him.”

“You’re right. You’re much smarter than he is,” you replied, chucking the fry back into the top part of your takeout box.

It felt so good to just relax and hang out with Iwaizumi. Your schedules had both been so packed with classes and work, and even when one was free the other rarely was, that you hadn’t had a spare moment with him in weeks. It was the first night that you had free since Oikawa first invited you down and, though you had been flooded with requests to go out to bars or clubs, you just wanted to stay in. Expecting to be alone that night too, you were pleasantly surprised when Iwa had shown up with two takeout boxes and a six pack of beer. It felt like all the tension you had been carrying over the last few weeks had dissipated and that things were normal.

Shitty movies, shitty beer, and Iwa. All you really needed was Oikawa, and you would have him in a few days.

Your heart fluttered in your stomach, your chest tightening at the thought of seeing him again. It felt like years had passed since he left, between your hectic schedules and sporadic texts. More than once you had come home exhausted and wanting to just go to bed, maybe cry a little from the stress, and you were suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of something missing. The little negative voice in the back of your head would nag as you laid awake, staring at your ceiling, hoping your phone would light up or Iwa would walk through the door and fill the silence of the apartment.

It was nights like that that made you wonder if everything you were doing was worth it, if you were somehow losing Iwaizumi and Oikawa, and the doubt hurt more than anything else. It was a constant tug-of-war with yourself; you knew that eventually you would have to let them go, but only when you were good and ready, and ready you most certainly were not.

There was hope that this trip would help ease some of your doubt and fears, that seeing Oikawa in his element might prove to you that everything the three of you had accomplished made all the long days and sleepless nights worth something. But there was a part of you that was nervous that going down there would prove that the gap you were afraid of truly existed, and then what would you do?

“You know,” Iwaizumi said carefully, watching your face. “I really needed this. I’ve missed you too.”

He didn’t know what you were thinking exactly, but he could see you were well in your own head and that the thoughts weren’t pleasant. The both of you had been under a lot of pressure lately, with finals and jobs and projects over the last few months, and he could tell it was getting to you. Besides that, he had missed you fiercely in the interim, often coming home to find you already asleep or still out. Sometimes you had left him something to eat but other times he was the one leaving you food. Little sticky notes adorned the fridge with thank you’s and other endearing notes to each other as well, reminding each of you that you weren’t alone.

He looked forward to those and the passing moments he could see you in the morning before classes or work. It was the only time you had, sipping coffee as you chatted about meaningless things before rushing around to get ready because you had wasted too much time talking, but you would do it again the next time anyway.

“Same,” you said, smiling. There was an odd feeling in your chest, like you had drank too much coffee, your heart racing far too fast for your liking.

Iwa quirked a brow at the strange look on your face, like an amused grimace, and laughed when you poked your lip out. You glanced at him and the look morphed to one of happiness, and he rolled his eyes. “Come here, stupid. Let’s put Netflix on and watch Wipeout or something.”

He grunted at the impact of you launching yourself at his chest. The couch bounced as you cackled, squirming around until you could lean back his side and he pushed at your head in response, scowling.

“What’s wrong, Iwa?” you asked as you made yourself comfortable, pulling his arm down around your shoulders in a familiar manner. Tilting your head back, you continued to grin maniacally at him. “You seem annoyed.”

“Yeah, that’s because I have a bratty ass roommate who seems intent on aggravating me. Thought I’d seen the end of it when Shittykawa left,” he grumbled, but the corners of his lips turned up, a soft look in his eyes as he scowled. “Guess not.”

He flipped through the Netflix menu, looking for something to watch. They had removed Wipeout, but the search menu pulled up similar titles, and you pointed at the third one down.

“Guess not. What’s ‘The Floor Is Lava’? It looks similar,” you said, and he clicked into it. It was close enough so he hit play. “Anyway what’s new with you? What about that girl from your uh...chemistry class…?”

He had mentioned her a few times in the morning when you were supposed to be getting ready, but her name escaped you. Talking about her brought that same strange feeling back into your chest, and you squinted as you tried to recognize it. It was familiar somehow but foreign too, like you had experienced it before but it was so long ago you had forgotten.

“Oh,” he said, and shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah it-- eh. I didn’t have time to spare and we kinda drifted apart.”

He didn’t tell you that most of the free time he did have was spent with you. At first he had been really into her, but as his schedule became more packed and he spent less time at home, he had had to make a choice. It was one he wasn’t even aware of making until she had pointed it out to him.

“I know she’s your best friend and all, but you spend more time with her than me!” she had griped one evening over video chat. It was the only time he really saw her anymore, and he squirmed at her accusation. It wasn’t incorrect and it left him feeling guilty because it wasn’t fair to her. When he didn’t answer, she scoffed. “Maybe you should date her instead, since you’re so up her ass!”

She had hung up and he had mulled it over for days afterwards, when he couldn’t push it from his mind. It felt wrong to consider you in that way, like he was doing something dirty, and the next time he saw you he felt almost sleazy. Her words flooded his brain again, causing his face to flush, turning away to continue fixing your coffees. It was a while before he felt settled again after that, his heart picking up speed every time your name flashed on his phone-- because of course he didn’t see you for days after that.

He had to tell himself it was normal to want to spend time at home with you rather than go out to bars or crowded restaurants after spending days on end coming in late from classes and work. Because it was normal right? To want to be with you in the comfort of the apartment than out with anyone else?

The tightness in your chest eased at his words, and you giggled, fiddling with his fingers. “Guess that explains why you’re here with me instead of out with her, huh? Kinda sucks, being so busy. We have no free time to do anything.”

Iwa nodded, pinching one of your fingers between his and squeezing, listening to you squeal playfully. It felt good to be spending time with you in a way he never felt with anyone else and he tried not to overthink it. “Yeah, but in a few days we’ll be responsibility free.”

“True. I can’t wait. ‘M gonna shut my phone off and let everyone assume I’m dead,” you said as you picked up your phone to scroll through your Insta. Oikawa had posted a new photo just before he went to bed of him mid-set to one of his team members, his tongue poking out between his lips as he concentrated. It was gorgeous, his skin much tanner than he had been while living in Japan and he was so pretty it almost hurt. You clicked the heart beneath it, one of the thousands already there.

Part of you expected to be introduced to a new girlfriend when you arrived, and you weren’t sure how you’d feel about that. Picturing an unknown woman hanging around made you grimace, and you were gonna murder him if he did that.

Iwaizumi laughed, patting your hand. “Let’s not do that or they might send someone after us, and I for one don’t feel like being chased through the streets of San Juan by Matsukawa and Hanamaki.”

“Yikes, you’re right,” you said, turning your attention from your phone to the TV, where a trio of people were currently navigating what appeared to be a bedroom. A comfortable silence fell, broken only by the sound of the TV and you passed the rest of the night that way.

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zeppelin-and-unicorns · 3 years

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heyyy so I’m curious about this. In your opinion, what are the each member of the gang’s love languages, receiving and extending?

~Becca💗

Good question! I'll answer them based on the things I saw in the show, and in how I view the characters. Some people might not agree with my opinion here and that's totally okay.

Anyway, here it goes:

Hyde - Physical touch. That's pretty obvious when you watch the way he acts with Jackie on the show. Also, quality time and acts of service. He's not a guy of many words, but he always finds a way to show the people he loves that he cares about them (for ex: pulling the fire alarm at the motel all night because he didn't want Donna to sleep with Casey and hurt Eric; protecting Fez from the bullies; shaving his beard for Jackie; making her sleep with him at the Forman's because she was alone at her house; helping the Forman's around the house, etc).

He's not comfortable hearing people telling him how much they love him (although I do think that he likes hearing that from Jackie every now and then), so I'd say he likes to receive the same love languages he gives people.

Jackie - Words of affirmation, receiving gifts, and physical touch. Those first two are pretty obvious, we saw it in her relationship with both Kelso and Hyde. Her constant need for compliments probably results from her insecurity after being cheated on so many times, and the gifts... well, c'mon, her parents literally bought her love during her entire life, of course she would think that gifts=love.

During her relationship with Kelso, she used to demand compliments and gifts all the time, and she also bought him a lot of stuff and kept feeding his massive ego. That changed when she started dating Hyde.

Hyde helped Jackie grow, it's one of the reasons why I love them so much. She asked him for gifts a few times, but she stopped after a while, because he teaches her that affection and love can't be bought. She looks more than glad to be on the receiving end of all his loving touches, and she also likes to be the one touching him. She was not like that with Kelso, and to me, that just proves that what she and Hyde have is the real deal.

Kelso - Receiving gifts and words of affirmation.

Kelso loves receiving gifts, that's also pretty obvious. We saw the way he literally took advantage of that when he was still with Jackie. He doesn't like giving gifts though, mostly because Kelso is pretty selfish and we hardly ever see him doing something nice for people (that's right, I said it). I love him, but most of the time, he only shows love for himself, so it's pretty easy to know what he likes to receive, not so easy to know what he gives.

He likes to receive compliments, because as I said before, he does have a massive ego. But he knows how to compliment people too when he wants to.

I guess I could also say physical touch too? I mean, he's always hugging his friends whenever he's too excited, and whenever he's sad, he likes to be comforted via touch.

Fez - Physical touch, words of affirmation, and quality time.

Fez is by far the most sensitive person in the whole group (that's not a bad thing, btw). He's not shy about touching his friends and complimenting them whenever he wants to. He did that many times on the show, with literally almost every single character.

He also likes to spend his time with the people he cares about. He felt left out when Kelso was busy with Brooke and the baby, and when he was dating Nina, he spent so much time with her that she felt suffocated and broke up with him. Not to mention how much he liked to spend time with his friends and the Forman's.

Eric - Acts of service, words of affirmation, and physical touch.

Eric may be a dumbass, and he may have done his fair share of stupid things on the show, but he's ALWAYS willing to help the people he cares about. He makes Hyde move in with him and his parents, he covers for Donna when she's smoking at school and ends up getting suspended because of it, he postpones college to help his family after Red's heart attack, and many other things.

He can be really sweet with words when he's not too nervous. As much as I hate the whole engagement storyline from season 5, I have to admit that his speech to Donna was the most adorable thing ever, and I think it's really cute how he loves Donna and isn't afraid of showing it.

And physical touch, well, Eric and Donna haven't had so many cute and touchy background moments like Jackie and Hyde did, but he sure touched her a lot. He always had his arm wrapped around her, they like to cuddle when they go to sleep, they kiss a lot, etc.

Donna - Acts of service and quality time.

When Eric needed to get his homework done when his grandma was in town, Donna was the first person that offered to help him. It was actually really cute. She does many other things like this (like baking brownies for him and bringing them when she went to visit him while he was "working"; agreeing to dress as a flag with her parents even though it's very embarrassing, etc.)

And we can see how happy Donna was when Jackie offered to spend the whole day with her after her mother left. They were clearly having a good time, and Donna was touched by Jackie's actions (man, that's why I love s4, so many good Jackie/Donna friendship moments, ugh). Donna also spent a lot of time with Jackie after her first breakup with Kelso, she gets upset whenever she and Eric can't spend a lot of time together (like when he got that job at Fatso Burger).

She likes physical touch too, I guess, but I always have the feeling that Eric's the one who reaches out to her. By the way, that's not a bad thing, people that don't like Donna.

I think this is it!! Thanks for sending me this question, it was fun to answer!

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wiypt-writes · 3 years

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Stark Spangled Banner

One Shot: Phobias

Summary: Katie encounters an enemy FAR WORSE than anything she’s seen before. Can Steve saver her before it’s too late?

Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

Warnings: Language, Spiders, and a little bit of fluff

A/N: So this is a little one shot/drabble that came to me after my husband saved my life from a monster in the bathroom...

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Chapter 7

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“SSSSTEEEEEEEEEVE!”

The scream made the glass of water in Steve’s hand slip to the point he almost dropped it. Placing it down with a slam on the coffee table he stood up and bolted down the hall towards his bathroom only to be met by Katie, who was in her bra and denim shorts hurtling towards him.

“What is it?” He frowned, instantly placing himself between her and the bathroom, looking at the door.

“In there.” She muttered, and as her hands gripped at his hips he could feel her shaking behind him.

“Someone’s in there?” He looked over his shoulder and down at her.

She shook her head, stuttering a little in fear. “I… just… I can’t…”

Steve was really puzzled now. Not a lot phased Katie Stark. She had fought alongside him in the battle of New York, facing off against God Knows how many Aliens. The year before she had tackled the Mandarin with her brother, then there was Loki in the Desert, countless missions with SHIELD, so what on Earth had got her so petrified, in his bathroom no less, that she was trembling behind him?

“Stay here.” He instructed, gently before he crept forward and stepped to the bathroom. The door was wide open and he could see or hear nothing. Frowning he looked behind the door, in the tall cupboard that housed his toiletries, towels, bedsheets etc… all clear. He was just about to ask her what the fuck was going on when a movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention. He glanced into the shower cubicle and there was the culprit.

“Jesus Christ sweetheart.” He groaned, with a somewhat exasperated sigh as he looked at the spider. “You nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought someone had broken in and was about to kill you.”

“Something did break in!” She squeaked back, still from her spot in the hall “It’s gonna eat me!” Steve rolled his eyes to himself. It was nothing more than a house spider. A fairly big one, he had to admit, but utterly harmless. Nevertheless, he knew Katie was petrified of the damned things. She had admitted to him post an incident with one on a Quinjet that she had woken up when she was three with one on her face and had been scared witless of them ever since.

“Katie, it’s not gonna hurt you.” he reasoned.

“I don’t care!” her voice was high pitched “Incy Wincy fucking Gorilla needs to leave” That did make him laugh. “Okay, Okay.” His chuckles died down. “I’ll sort it. Don’t panic.” Luckily for her, spiders fascinated Steve. He had always found their webs a thing of beauty, and in the army had often wandered the woods early in the morning to see them speckled with dew in the growing light of the sunrise or frost in the winter, sketching the particularly intricate ones he found. He bent down, scooped the arachnid in to his hands careful to keep it enclosed and headed back into the hall. “Where is..is it IN YOUR HANDS?” She shrieked, eyes wide as she backed away from him. “Why didn’t you kill it?” “I’m not gonna kill it!” he said, shaking his head “It isn’t his fault you’re scared of him.” “But…”

“Honey, it’s fine, I’m gonna let it go outside!” He tried hard not to laugh at the sheer look of disgust and horror on her face. “Just open the door for me ok?”

“Outside outside or like the hall way outside?” She said, looking at him. He paused for a moment, he had been thinking just the hall- it was a house spider after all. But he could hear her reaction already- I’ll just come back under the door…

“Outside outside.” he confirmed, and her shoulders visibly sagged as she exhaled and headed to the doorway. She opened it, then backed away from him to let him out. Giving her a smile he headed outside, spider safely contained in his cupped hands as he headed down the stairs to the main door of his apartment block. Using his foot to keep the door jarred open, he stooped down and gently let the spider go. It scurried off and he wiped his hands on his jeans before he took the three flights back up to his floor two steps at a time. Katie was in the kitchen, still in her bra and shorts, a glass of water in her hand. He leaned in the doorway looking at her for a moment, smile playing on his lips. Even when she was being absurd he loved her.

“You can stop looking at me like that.” she said to him.

“Like what?”

“Like you think I’m utterly ridiculous.

”Steve cut her off with a chuckle “You are utterly ridiculous.” he said, striding towards her to give her a hug. She let out a noise that was half chuckle, half groan as she pressed her face into his t-shirt. “But I love you, arachnophobia induced drama included.

”She stayed still, her cheek pressed into his chest as his hands gently held her close, palms warm on her bare back.

“Gonna go for my shower now.” She mumbled.

“Ok” he pressed a kiss to her head “You coming back out or going straight to bed?”

“Bed.”

“Alright, I won’t be far behind you.”

She smiled up at him, before she headed out of the room and he watched her go, her hips swaying gently as she walked.

The water was hot as Katie stepped underneath it. She hated being that petrified of something as stupid as a spider, she really did. Logically she knew it was daft, they were so small in comparison to her. Tony had constantly told her whenever he had to rescue her from the eight-legged-freaks, ‘they’re more scared of you than you are of them’, but that was utter bollocks. Frankly, she’d take fighting off ten men single handed against dealing with one of them.

With a sigh she washed her hair, turned the water off and then set about cleaning her teeth before she headed out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Steve was already in there and as she walked into the room he gently tossed a clean t-shirt onto the bed for her and she grinned. She loved sleeping in his shirts, for no reason other than they were his. And he loved the fact she loved to sleep in them for the same reason. He dropped a kiss to her cheek and told her he was going for a shower himself before he headed into the bathroom himself. She dried off, braided her hair before shrugging the T-shirt and settling down between the sheets of his bed. Steve returned a little under ten minutes later, chest speckled with drops of water he hadn’t dried off completely.

“Honey do you want a drink or anything?”

“No I’m good, Stevie, thanks.” She mumbled, eyes closed as she snuggled further into the bed. He dressed in a pair of sweats, leaving his chest bare- another thing he’d started doing since they’d been sharing a bed as Katie much preferred snuggling into him like that- and he began the usual routine of checking the doors and windows before he returned and slipped under the covers next to her. She let out a sigh and moved so that her head was lay on his chest, her hand gently tangling into the smattering of dark blonde hair that was there. He could tell she was wide awake, pondering something.

“What’s the matter?” he asked gently.

“Do you think I’m a dumbass, you know, because of the whole…spider thing? I know it’s ridiculous, but...”

Steve took a deep breath and moved so that he was led on his side, facing her. She pouted at being jostled off his chest and he smiled at the look of indignation on her face as he tucked a stray hand of hair behind her ear.

“Clowns.” he said gently.

“What? What has that got-“

“I hate them.” He gave a little shrug. “They freak me out. Big time. Can’t stand to look at them let alone be in the same room as them.” “So that’s why you don’t wanna watch IT.” She smiled softly “You’re scared of Clowns?” He nodded “Once when we were kids, there was a Carnival down at Coney. Bucky and I went in this like maze thing. Contained a load of mirrors and stuff…but the last room you went in was basically nothing but clowns, and you had no idea which one was the mirror and which one was the real thing.” He gave a shudder at the memory and he felt his girl’s hands warm on his chest. “Well, when the damned thing moved I had a complete melt down, asthma attack, you name it…”

“Why have you never told me this before?”

“Doesn’t do my Captain Badass image any good, does it?”

“And my spider phobia doesn’t do mine any good.” She chuckled a little. “Especially seeing as one of my best friend’s goes by the code name Black Widow.” He gave a little chuckle and wrapped his arms around her, as she turned over to get comfortable. He pulled her to him, her back pressing to his chest, and closed his eyes as he wrapped himself around her. She sighed, happy to bask in his warmth.

“Thank you for rescuing me” She mumbled and he gave a laugh that vibrated through his chest into her.

“Isn’t that what a man is supposed to do? Be his Dame’s Knight in shining armour?”

“Yeah but most Knights slay fire breathing dragons…” she said, before pausing slightly. “Oh God can u imagine? A fire breathing spider?” she shivered.

“Ok. Honey, now you’re being ridiculous again.” he said, eyes still closed.

“Hey, for all we know it could exist, like in the deepest, depths of Peru somewhere, just hasn’t been discovered…”

“Well, lucky for us we aint in Peru.” he said with a sigh, as he dropped a soft kiss to the back of her neck. “Now go to sleep.”

**** Chapter 8

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vegetalass · 3 years

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Hey there! Your RDR2 headcanons are fantastic, and I’m itching for more! I’m not sure if you’re still active, but if you are... Could I possibly request some Arthur, Javier, Charles, and/or Sean headcanons about a tall female/gender neutral reader who is insecure about their height? SFW or NSFW welcome. 💕

hi!!!🥰 Thank you for enjoying my work so much!!!

I’m not really all that active, but I’m around! I guess you could call it an indefinite hiatus (?), maybe, but I’m not too sure! I mostly just pick and choose the asks I feel like doing if I’m in the mood to write.💘

that being said.... in the words of our lord and savior megan thee stallion... PUT THEM LEGS ON HIS HEAD NOW HE LOVE TALL WOMEN AHHH (she’s talking about all the rdr2 boys)

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Arthur

This man is fucking stupid

For all the insecurities he has regarding himself, he definitely isn’t going to be aware about ANY of yours

And he definitely isn’t going to notice anything is upsetting you unless you specifically tell him

And even then, he’s not really going to understand why you’re insecure in the first place

This is mostly because he doesn’t think you have flaws. If he doesn’t see anything wrong with you, then clearly you don’t either and whatever it is that’s bothering you doesn’t matter and therefore isn’t important or will go away on it’s own

Honestly, in Arthur’s mind, he has bigger fish to fry than worry about whether his girl is short or tall

If he likes you and did enough to get you to like him back (especially since he has a lot of baggage), then that’s all that matters

If you bring it up with him, however, it’s big dumbass hours

“Arthur, I’m just so… tall! Doesn’t that bother you?”

“Tall is strong. Strong is good.”

“But… I don’t look like a lady.. Like Tilly and Mary-Beth and Karen and all them other girls… Doesn’t that bother you?”

“Why would I want you to look like them…?”

It takes awhile, but if you keep it up it probably does get to the point where he realizes you’re genuinely insecure, especially if he’s been brushing it off for a while and your mood starts being affected

It’s then that he’ll pull you aside and just explain to you that he couldn’t give a damn what you look like, since you’re wayyyyyyy out of his league anyway

Probably does that thing where he talks to you for like an hour about how the lifestyle you live is dangerous and love is fleeting so all that matters is that you have each other and blah blah blah

And you have to be like …. “Arthur…. hush…”

Honestly, even when he’s aware that you’re insecure about your height, not much is gonna change EXCEPT he’ll probably try to pick you up wayyyyy more often

Which would be weird except for the fact he can totally do it no sweat

(because I mean… look at this dude….)

You scream and tell him to put you down and he’s like “What? Think I can’t pick up my woman? I’m a lil offended…”

And then he’ll just wrap your legs around his torso and you have to hold on for dear life because he’s not gonna put you down

Overall, Arthur is too much of an outlaw with abandonment issues to worry about looks. Frankly… he sees woman he likes… he gets boner… It’s pretty simple.

Charles

Charles is… both more and less helpful than Arthur

He definitely takes the same approach of like… “Tall = Strong, which is GOOD,” but he’s so casual about it that it’s honestly not going to be that reassuring

You try to bring it up once or twice and he just… doesn’t really get that it’s an insecurity and not something that can be solved with a simple, logical answer

He kinda just assumes that since you’re together, you already know he likes how you look

(Because he really, truly does)

So he wonders why he would need to say anything to you about it other than something like, “you look fine,” if you brought it up

This is okay for the most part… but on the days when you’re more bummed out about it than usual, it can be really annoying

Plus, getting him into the zone where he can talk about feelings is pretty hard

Not that he’s not willing to, I just think he doesn’t automatically know when you’re trying to have a heart to heart vs. when you’re just chatting

Especially since you don’t have that much alone time at camp and are often focused on missions otherwise

So you would really have to pull him away from whatever he was doing to fully show him that you were serious

He’s great though, because once he truly gets what you mean, he’s going to put in the most effort to mitigate those feelings

Not only does he fully express in words how much he adores you (height and all) after you explain, he’s gonna try to put more effort into his actions, as well, so you can feel it without him having to reassure you verbally

Holding you from behind, rubbing your thighs, leaning on you more, kissing your ankles etc.

And God forbid anybody make a comment about your height, he’s going to snap their spine

Honestly, to Charles, long as you’re looking healthy and strong and responding to him normally he thinks you look GOOD

Javier

He likes tall women. That’s it. That’s the tweet.

In a relationship, Javier is honestly just happy as long as you’re happy, so the moment you show signs of being insecure, he’s on that shit trying to fix it

Pretty in-tune and open with emotions in general, so it’s never been hard for you to talk about these kinds of things together (much less anything else)

Though he’s another guy who just assumes that you already knew he liked how you looked, he’s definitely not one to shy away from telling you OR showing you if there’s ever moments when you’re feeling extra down about it

(But that’s not often since he isn’t really shy about loving on you)

Especially if he gets to kiss you and make you smile or laugh while doing it

Whispers in your ear about how much he loves you, hands are always NOT where they should be, creeping up your skirt and trousers, limbs all tangled up when you lay on each other at the campfire, etc.

Probably the easiest one to talk to about the whole thing, as he’s always willing to listen to you and immediately understands what you mean when you bring it up

Since I’m sure he sometimes feels like the shortest guy in the group

That being said, since you’re not afraid to be honest about how you feel, you balance each other out very well

And Javier loves knowing he’s the only one who gets to take you down (SPICY!!!)

If another guy makes any comments about you, expect him to get pretty raunchy about how much he likes you

(For Ex: You wish you were me, bitch!!!)

It’s both flattering and embarrassing at the same time

Sean

The fact that you even gave Sean the time of day is enough to make his pants tight, so he is definitely not thinking about your height

There is probably nothing wrong with you that he can actually point out, and probably genuinely thinks that you have no flaws

He honestly doesn’t even figure that there’s anything you could actually insecure about, mostly because he loves all of you, always has, and probably always will

So to learn you’re unconfident about your height is kinda shocking to him

Especially since he also isn’t shy about loving on you 24/7…

So for it not to be enough to quell your worries… that must mean it’s pretty serious

(He’s like: “ARE YA KIDDIN?”)

Definitely does his best to vocally and physically reassure you all the time (even if you don’t need it)

(He’s not as smooth as Javier is, though)

All his suggestive comments get a thousand times worse, and he’s always at your side or trailing right behind you

Also always wants you in his lap. No matter what. Be in his lap. Aggressively pats his lap until you sit on him.

Definitely randomly points out you guys are together to whoever is even remotely looking ing your direction

“You see that fine thing? Yea, that one… She’s all mine…” klsdjfalksjd

It probably gets to the point where he starts using embarrassing nicknames or getting in the way of being sneaky and you have to tell him to knock it off

(Unless you’re, idk, into it *wink wonk*)

But he really just means well

He just really doesn’t want you to feel insecure about yourself, and would do anything to change that, even if it’s a little overbearing

#red dead redemption 2 headcanons #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan x reader #rdr2 headcanons #rdr2 x reader #ask #anonymous #Anon #tall girls please hit me up

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annashittyglasses · 3 years

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omg I’m obsessed w your levi squad fics! can I have an imagine where the reader is the youngest in levi squad (the one w eren, mikasa, connie, etc. + levihan as parents) and when she starts dating a random guy or someone hurts her they all get super protective over her bc shes the baby of the group (even though she’s only like a year younger than them LOL). thanks love <3

Hi anon! I love this idea!! Levihan going into parent mode and the squad goes into protective mode. I LOVE IT! I hope this is ok, I’m a little rusty on my fic writing skills,

Levi Squad being protective over Fem!reader bc boy troubles and a broken heart.

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“Hey Y/n!” You heard Connie on the other side of the dining hall. With your food tray in hand, you shuffle your way over to the ‘Levi Squad’ table with Jean, Mikasa, Armin, Eren, Sasha, Levi and Hange. “Hiiiii everyone!!!” You greeted the gang with excitement. Levi glances up to you and rolls his eyes at you. “Wow y/n, you’re in a good mood.” Jean said. “What? I can’t be in a good mood?” I replied. Sasha was last to sit down, she slammed her super full tray onto the table. “So y/n, how was your little picnic with that MP?” Sasha nonchalantly said as she sat down. The whole table got really quiet and everyone stared at me. Connie and Jean both spit their drinks out. “OUR LITTLE BABY CADET HAS A BOY?!?!” Hange dramatically said. “Sorry to break your hearts boys”, I cheekily said to the guys. “Well, tell us about him!” Armin nearly screamed with a little too much excitement. “Well, he’s tall, an MP, very sweet and kind, and we have another picnic tomorrow. I’m still getting to know him, wanna see where this goes ya know.” I told with a grin. “Don’t get your hopes up, it is an MP.” Levi coldly added. “Girls come to my office later for girl time.” Hange said as her and Levi were getting up to leave.

Next day: picnic.

I left for lunch early so I could meet him by the tree. Oh gosh I haven’t worn civilian clothes in forever. I hope I look ok. I really hope he likes me. I thought as I adjusted my dress and set up the picnic.

I waited on the picnic blanket reading a book to pass the time. I glanced down at my pocket watch. Ok only 5mins late, not bad, stay calm. He’ll show up. I kept reading my book. But I couldn’t shut out all my intrusive thoughts. After some time, I check my pocket watch again. Now he’s 30mins late. My lunch time was almost up. I got up from the blanket and began to pack everything. Holding back tears as I folded the blanket and packed away the food. I bet Sasha would eat this. I thought as a single tear fell onto the wrapping of a sandwich. I collected myself and made my way back to HQ for training.

With the blanket and picnic basket in tow, I knock on Levi and Hange’s door. But unbeknownst to me, the whole squad was in there waiting for my return. “State your name and busine-“ Levi said in a monotone voice, getting cutoff by the door aggressively opening by y/n. He looked up in shock. There I stood in the door, quietly sobbing. “WHAT HAPPENED?!” Hange asked. “He- h- he- he never showed up.” I said fumbling over my words between sobs. Armin came to my aide by taking the picnic supplies and setting them down then guiding me over to the couch to sit. Connie came running to my side with tissues and a trash bin. I nuzzled into the crook of Armin’s neck as I cried. Jean stood up and began rolling up his sleeves. “What’s this piece of shit’s name?” Jean asked in a stern tone. “His name is _____.” I replied quietly. Levi moved over to where y/n was on the couch in his office. “I told you to never trust an MP.” Levi said almost too brutally honest. Levi reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief. “Awe my poor baby,” Hange said reaching out her arms towards me. I switch from crying on Armin’s shoulder to Hange’s.

Eren walked into the Commander’s office to see y/n emotionally distraught. He knew he broke her heart. “IM GONNA HURT THIS MP.” Eren growled in rage. He stormed out of the office. Jean and Connie follow him to plot their revenge. Levi abruptly stops them halfway down the hall. “Just what in the hell do you think you dumbasses are doing?” The three boys stop in their tracks. “Are you really going to go piss off the MPs when they already have a vendetta out for us?! Just because a stupid MP didn’t show up for a date? Yes that is shitty of him to do that, but that doesn’t mean you beat him up. There will be plenty of other heartbreaks in y/n’s life, most of you probably won’t live to be there for her. Protect her now, save the beating for someone shittier than that shithead.” Levi said in the most fatherly way possible. Eren, Connie and Jean just looked at Levi in amazement. “Whoa he’s a dad.” Connie said, “I heard that brat,” Levi replied.

They all walked back into the office. Hange gave y/n the day off of training. The guys made rotations on checking in on me. Who really needs a guy when I have my guys, my squad? “Thank you, Thank you to everyone. I don’t need shitty boys to ruin my life, I already have you guys.” “HAHAHA! That’s the spirit!”Hange said with excitement. “Wait, what are you going to do about your picnic food,” Sasha asked innocently. “Let’s all have a picnic in here!” Hange suggested. “Great idea!” Armin said. Levi patted my head and handed me a cup of tea in a fancy cup. “Drop it, you die.” Levi said coldly. Mikasa scooted closer to me. “We will always protect the baby cadet” Mikasa said is a reassuring tone. “Awe! Does this mean I’m mom and Levi is dad?” Hange said sarcastically looking at Levi. “......fine.....” he replied reluctantly. “AWE YAY GROUP HUGS!!” Everyone groaned in unison and backed away from Hange.

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Hello dear! May I have a romantic and Nsfw creepypasta match-up please? Feel free to ignore this if they are closed but if you do choose to do this then thank you so much! I hope you have a great day/night!

Zodiac sign: Leo sun, Aries moon, Leo rising

Personality Type: ENTP

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Straight (For now might be bi but i'm going with straight)

I'm 5'4 and I have a very tiny body frame so i'm extremely petite and pretty small. I'm not very curvy and I literally have the body of a cereal box...lol but its fine because I have nice hips and thighs. I have thick brown hair that goes down to my back and it gets tangled pretty easily but its kinda fluffy. I have brown eyes and tiny freckles all over my face and body. I also have a very strong grunge style, like Flannels, band t-shirts, combat boots, leather jackets etc. But i'd also always enjoy a nice oversized sweatshirt or hoodie with a pair of skinny, ripped jeans and some converses or something along those lines.

For my personality.....this is where things get interesting. At first people find me very intimidating due to my resting bitch face and cold exterior but I promise i'm not like that ALL the time. When you get to know me, i'm a big extrovert, goofy and about everything that comes out of my mouth is sarcasm or some dry humored joke. I'm also that one friend in a group where they literally will do the stupidest shit ever like for an example one time it was super dark outside and my other friend was there, while I was trying to climb a tree and I failed and fell out of the tree, and landed on my back. I got straight up after that somehow it didn't hurt.....like at all? But yeah i'm super reckless and sometimes people have to save me from myself if you get what I mean. I also have a very strong "I don't give a fuck" attitude and I will not hesitate to stick up for myself or my friends....like i'm the type of person where if someone glares at me, i'll glare right back. I can have bad anxiety and I can be very self destructive. This is where my feisty, stubborn, hardheaded side comes in. If I want something then i'll fight for it even if it hurts me and i'll get into a bad cycle of putting myself down and trying to do better even if I did great the first time but I always push myself too far and other people have to stop me because I usually can't see it when its happening. I also cover my emotions up and I have a lot of trouble talking about whats bothering me or what problems i'm having emotionally so I put up a wall and I act tough, or happy and sometimes i'll be the exact opposite but I try to hide it.

Weird things about me: I've grown up in the south all my life so sometimes when I talk a few words they'll come out sounding WAYYY more country and southern then I wanted, I don't have an accent but sometimes my words just come out that way. I also love the smell of cigarette smoke....let me explain. When I was a kid my parents smoked a lot and I was used to smelling it and now it reminds me of home and is sort of comforting.

Things I like: I love swimming (I was on a swim team for about 9 years), I love horror movies, I like rain and the sounds of thunderstorms because its calming to me, I also love the smell of rain, I like cloudy days, cooking, listening to 80's and 90's rock but mainly 90's because 90's is the best, My favorite bands are Bush, Audioslave, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Linkoln Park, Pearl jam but i'm pretty open to anything. Things I dislike: Spiders.......I will scream if I see a spider.

So for the nsfw part.....I'm very shy and i'd like it if someone guided me. But i'm 100% a Bottom and I love praise and maybe a tiny bit of degradation. I also have a big ownership kink like if someone tells me that i'm their's....then I might die. Also if they told me that they "Needed" me I would also die on the spot...in a good way. I'm also a sucker for marking like lovebites and hickies? Yes please. But please tease me and edge me because I prefer not having control so someone else being in control is just...lovely. Also pet names! Like Sunshine, Babygirl, Doll....AHHhh I might melt. Things I don't like are impact play or the whole "Daddy kink" It kinda just makes me cringe

I also don't think I really have a type but.....I do tend to love people who are brooding, and intimidating on the outside but a big teddy bear on the inside because that's how I am sometimes. I hate people who are fake or just passive aggressive because they are super annoying to deal with and honestly if you have something to say then just say it to my face rather than behind my back.

Hello :)

|| I enjoyed reading through this. I'll definitely work on it now. ||

I match you with ~ Jeff The Killer!

First off, he really likes your size and style, he has a think for small girls that can still be tough and that’s something he loves showing off when you get together lmfao, he’s like, “Yeah, my girls strong. Fuck you gonna do about it?”

Now, Jeff is a really unstable, violent guy. A lot of people (even me) don’t even see him ever being interested in being in a relationship, so when the creeps saw Jeff with his arm around you, they were immediately baffled by it.

The truth is, though, this man totally wants to have someone by his side, someone that accepts him even though he’s a killer. Someone that’s open to his feelings and is willing to look past all of the horrible shit he’s done.

You’re like that to him, it took him a very long time to get used to how he felt for you at first. At first he thought his brain was just being stupid, but Jeff isn’t dumb. He knows what these feelings feel like, and he recognized them almost immediately after that.

Jeff is really insane, and he constantly leans on you for support and depends on you to keep him leveled at times. It can get pressuring, but despite it all he always makes sure to not blame you if he ends up doing something dumb because he knows it’s not your fault.

He finds your clothing style pretty hot, he really loves badass kind of outfits with leather and band names, because as I said, he loves to show off that his girl is “cool” or something.

He thinks your resting bitch-face and cold exterior is really badass too, being around you always gives him so much confidence and its a great change from the usual fake confidence he has around everyone that he keeps up as a defense mechanism when in reality he was always pretty insecure.

I honestly think Jeff is an extrovert too, like he loves being around people and interacting with them (When they’re not normal people and don’t think he’s hideous, that is). I canon this mostly because when hes alone, then he’s also alone with his thoughts and his thoughts always end up wandering to his insecurities and what he hates about himself, but you often catch him during these times and you reassure him that everything will be okay and that you still love him.

He totally relates to being the friend that says stupidest shit, you two will often just go up to one of the creeps and just start spouting random shit. He honestly fucking loves being goofy with you, and you two are always creating awesome memories together when you prank the other creeps and sometimes each other and he honestly wouldn’t have it any other way.

When you do stupid shit that gets you in trouble or puts you in danger, he’s always quick to get to you and make sure you’re okay, he would probably panic a lot though. Like, “What the fuck, dumbass?” “How the HELL did you do that???“ as he’s frantically trying to solve the situation. Will most definitely sit there and laugh at you for a good 5-10 minutes once the whole thing is dealt with though.

You being able to stick up for your friends is one of the great qualities about you that he absolutely adores, especially since before he became a killer he would always get bullied and nobody would ever stick up for him, so one day when you defend him against a bunch of assholes it just warms his heart up and makes him feel so loved, but he most likely wont admit that.

He’d let it slip eventually though.

When you’re feeling self-destructive, he is 100% there for you. Although he’s not really the best at giving advice, he’ll still sit there with you and let you talk your heart out and will listen to every single word because he wants to show that same contribution towards you that you’ve shown him. He’ll constantly reassure you that not everything is your fault and that you’re strong, and he’ll make little promises to you.

If it was a person in particular making you feel that way though, he’d definitely make sure to pay a visit to the motherfucker.

He admires your determination to fight for the things you want, but to an extent. He hates it when you overwork yourself or push beyond your limits to the point where it destroys you, and he wants you to know that you’re not alone and you can ask for help, you don’t have to destroy yourself. He’s more than willing to stay right there, by your side.

He understands hiding your true emotions, because well, he’s had to do it a lot around the other creeps and around his family when they were still alive. So he won’t ever push you to talk about somehting if you don’t want to, but he doesn’t want you to pretend to be okay either. He’s more than willing to just lay with you and do whatever you want if it would make you feel better.

He honestly likes how you have a southern accent at times, when he’s feeling upset or like his sanity is draining, your accent really soothes him so sometimes he’ll ask you to lay it on thick because he could honestly listen to you talk to him and listen to your accent all day if he wanted to.

It’s good that you like cigarette smoke because I canon this man smokes very often.

When it storms at night, he’ll always hold you close to him with a blanket and just listen to the storm sounds with you because it soothes him too. This man is really pent up from feeling driven to constantly murder and just sitting with you listening to the rain and thunder is one of the main things that level him.

He’s really not the best.... at cooking.... but, this means you can cook often for him since he won’t for himself. B)

He will just put you in a car and drive for hours to no destination and blast that 80s and 90s music just to see that smile on your face.

This man will 100000000000% destroy any spider within a 10 mile radius of you.

He understands not liking people who are fake because there were a lot of people who talked shit about him when he went to school, and when he has a problem with someone he will always say it to their face and make them understand that they’re a piece of shit to him.

NSFW:

You like being dominated and guided? Good, because this man is at least 95% a top. He thinks it’s adorable that you’re shy and will most definitely be willing to guide you through the whole thing and tell you exactly what to do for him.

Jeff is really possessive tbh, so when he’s fucking you he will constantly say shit like,

“Fucking mine”

“You’re nobody elses“

“You belong to me, only”

This man will definitely bite you everywhere, he lives to just throw you down onto the bed and start biting everywhere on your body and making sure to leave marks just so you know exactly who owns you.

Don’t worry honey, he will spend hours just filling you with his cock and telling you that you cant cum unless you beg more, or he’ll just pull out right when you’re about to cum on him and just slap your folds with his fingers as a way to make fun of you.

He’ll call you things like, “baby” “dollface” “darling” when he’s feeling passionate but oh boy if he’s feeling angry or he’s punishing you? Be prepared to be degraded all night.

There we go <3

Sorry if this is too long lmfao, I just think that Jeff is a really misunderstood piece of shit. I hope you’re having a great day and taking care of yourself, and I hope you enjoyed this matchup. :)

#creepypasta smut #creepypasta #matchup #creepypasta matchups #jeff the killer #anon ask #smut

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