#this is simply a silly little joke where i jokingly ask why people are talking about popular dramas airing on television currently

[momsopposed2theoccult]

“Ted Lasso,” “Yellowjackets,” “The Last of Us,” “Succession.” When are we gonna talk about H2O: Just Add Water.

#i’m NOT insulting people who watch those shows I’m sure they’re all great #this is simply a silly little joke where i jokingly ask why people are talking about popular dramas airing on television currently #and not a pg rated show about mermaids with water powers from 2008 #h2o just add water

[kiyosw]

can i request with kafka, and himeko. where the reader was like always looking at people with a blank look but one day reader finally shows them a smile also showing their dimples for the first time, and kafka, and himeko has added another thing they love about you on their list. apologies if you're not accepting requests right now, aswell as if it's too short. but, i just love your writing so im interested.

TANGLED AND LOVE STUCK BY YOU, FROM THE GLUE.

CHARATCER/S: KAFKA, HIMEKO

WARNIG/S: GN READER, SLIGHTLY POSSESIVE (KAFKA), STELLARON HUNTER READER (KAFKA), EXPRESS CREW MEMBER READER (HIMEKO)

NOTE 1: OHOHKGL WAIT THIS IS SO CUTE AND YES MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN AND ITS NOT TOO SHORT! TY FOR THE COMPLIMENT THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU the fact that I LOVE THESE TWO WOMEN just makes it cuter but ANYWAY!!

Himeko as your lover knows you rarely, barely smile.

Even when it's just the two of you on her room cuddling and enjoying eachothers presence, you would just comfortably hum while snuggling into her deeper.

She sometimes wonder if she makes you feel gloomy, or uncomfortable so that's why you rarely smile. But you reassured her that she never made you feel like that.

And on the express too, when you're talking to your fellow trailblazers (march, danheng, welt etc.). You would just stare at them with a blank, but not an intimidating expression.

She asked you one time on why you don't often smile, but you didn't really know why, really. You just told Himeko that you didn't even noticed it.

"Oh? Okay then, but do remember that I'll be more than fine to see you express your feelings more often, my dearest."

When she first saw you smile because of a corny but worth to laugh at the joke that march made, she was taken aback. Shocked, she's head over heels for you over again at that moment.

The way your dimples appeared while you're softly smiling melted her heart. She indeed, fell inlove again at her sweet lover.

After the conversation between march and you, she approached march and asked if she took a picture on her portable camera while you we're smiling and looking so effortlessly pretty.

"March, have you taken a shot of y/n while they're smiling? You did? Great! Can you please make me a copy of it? Just one will do."

This woman would TEASE you for not smiling. Endless teasing. She would jokingly call you an "emo", "bladie the 2nd", and you would simply blush in embarassment from her silly nicknames for you. She's the only one allowed to call you that.

After a long and sweet kiss from her, you would just simply sigh in satisfaction while burying your face over her neck instead of smiling over her neck.

Nevertheless, she still loved your way of affection towards her even when you're not showing your enotions through your reactions.

Even when talking to your fellow co-stellaron hunters, you would just give them a blank, but not threatening expression while having a chat with them.

Blade likes to chat with you more often than the other hunters since you're not annoying and loud, just listening and giving out a few words for what he said. He's like your sibling, that's how some of the people around you see.

But as jealous as kafka is, she would literally snatch you up, pull you and kiss you while blade is just sneering at the both of you.

After what just happen, she then ushered you away.

"Aww.. is my little emo preferring that dead vampire looking blade over me?"

She was jokingly pouting and satirically giving you puppy eyes while saying her thoughts at that moment.

After she said that, you just simply chuckled with light pink hues scattered over your cheeks, then later on pecked her lips while smiling.

"Of course not.. even if you are a bit annoying with your nicknames, I'll never prefer anyone over you."

Oh how the tables have turned. Now she's the one blushing not just because of what you said or the peck, but because of your smile.Your damn smile.

Those dimples of yours got her blushing like a lovestrucked fool. She knew she won't forget this side of you easily.

After that she just shushed you and pulled you to kiss her again.

NOTE 2: AHHHH I hope this was what you expected, I apologize if I may not so thats why I made the two scenarios of them different so you can pick at the two. BUT ANYWAY! HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED!! :3

#senfles #sensfiles #himeko x gn reader #kafka x gn reader #honkai star rail #hsr fluff #himeko x reader #kafka x reader

[hiro-doodlez]

HELP I can't see my therapist for a couple of weeks and am currently having something i like to dub "yet another hiro autism crisis" where i contemplate if my therapist gave me the right diagnoses (she has told me she is not certified to give autism diagnoses, and instead more things like depression) Right now, I am diagnosed with ADHD, Anxiety/ Social anxiety (its still up in the air, DPDR, and depression. idk if that matters SO NOW I LIST RANDOM THINGS that could be considered symptoms or not I DUNNO HOW TO DO THISS feel free to ask questions about some of the crap i say here half of it doesn't make sense

First off, I have a general trouble understanding most social situations, and struggle sometimes when talking about practically anything. For example, earlier today my step-mom basically said she wasnt going to finish her food and let my brother have it. my brother said he would leave 2, he didnt (BOZO) and later after he left she found the empty container and said something along the lines "HAH! I thought he said he was gonna leave me 2!" and immdeiately without thinking i went "hey! you said he could have as many as he can! and hes working 10 hours a day and needs his energy!!" half jokingly and she got mad at me for it, we got into a mini argument over that.

When saying something thats serious, i tend to make a joke around it and i have NO CLUE why. I just CANT be openly upset around people. For example, when being told about something that happened to me as a kid that NEVER SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED RAGRHAGHAG, instead of having a breakdown and being reasonably upset, i burst out into giggles and laughs while my brother was just so fucking confused on what was wrong. It was kinda like i couldn't stop and it fucking sucked

The TINIEST things can upset me, and other HUGE things can have little to no effect. Its so incredibly annoying

I have INTENSE fluxuations in interests, hobbies, and motivation for certain projects. I will start on this huge project that im INCREDIBLY excited for, and then a week later have little to no interest in continuing it.

I make everything about my personality a joke, i dont know why. EVERYTHING i tend to say or do has to be funny. it's like i dont want people to see beneath that

I fluctuate in personality A TON, especially depending by the people i am around. At school, I'm the quiet kid. I don't talk to anyone except maybe 5 people, but other than that i tend to stay completely silent. It could be a mask? i dunno. but when im at home, ask my brothers, i am BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS. it might also be me just getting some of my energy out? RRAHHH I DUNNOOO

I will simply forget to do very important things to the point of endangering my health. Like forgetting to eat for a day straight. my step-mom thinks i have an ED AND I DONT. i literally just keep realizing suddenly at like 6 pm all i have eaten is a couple of skittles and pringles.

i have no clue how talking to people works and im constantly winging it. I forget how to have friends especially how to even talk or interact with them and its so stupid. I can't ever start a conversation with someone without having at least 5 minutes going "am i weird for this am i being annoying am i being clingy".

If i say even one thing wrong i WILL be thinking about it for DAYS thinking about how they probably hate me now and im a terrible person ect. ect.

I tend to hide many of my traits (especially good ones) because i am incredibly embarrassed and never want anyone to EVER compare themselves to me.

im a people pleaser does that count

i tend to get extremely upset if i get told one bad thing about something that i like or just a project i have. For example, I had this fandom silly man poll because i just wanted to find out who was silly. Then one of my friends just posted something like "i hate fandom polls theyre the worst" and i just lost complete motivation afterwards. I haven't touched that blog in WEEKS at this point becuase i simply have no more interst

I have had a meltdown or 2 before, and they both stemmed from being told about how i was a bad person. i don't know why the hell thats a thing

I can't stay focused on one thing for long periods of time (ADHD cough cough) Like literally earlier i was watching this video about autistic traits and i kept having to back the video up because i would get sidetracked in my mind to the point where im just not listening anymore

if im not paying attention to people sometimes I SWEAR theyre saying "ffajaleifnanamzmaldafjkjeffnma" and as soon as i start noticing it suddenly theres words again. hate that.

i have times where it can kinda seem like i cant speak, and if i do everything comes out wrong and jumbled. Like when my autistic friend would have a sensory related meltdown, i would never know what to do and end up going dead silent because of being so mad at myself for not knowing how to help (any tips actually hahahahaHOW DO I HELP)

i have little idea who the hell i am. had a mini-crisis because i didn't know what my favorite color was because before, it was the color my friend with synesthesia said i was and i just went with that (i think its purple or blue i have no fucking clue JFALJK)

i will have spikes of random motivation on one thing. like learning lanugauges, i will have a week where its so easy to get like 10 lessons on duolingo done a day and then the next week its a struggle to get even one done.

i focus better with distractions ??? I can't focus without music and tend to do better on reading tests if everyone else in the class is talking ???

i remember the most random things about certain things. Like, i could not for the LIFE of me remember what color that one persons hair that i was talking to for 15 minutes straight. but i can remember that they had pink socks on. WHY IS THAT WHAT I REMEMBER??

I hate organization and doing the same thing every day. i NEED chaos. My brother a little bit ago helped me out and got me to make a personal to-do list. i couldnt do it a single day even though the things were extremely simple like "brush hair, make bed, eat breakfast ect."

i zone out a LOT. especially when people bring up topics im uncomfortable with or conflict with my current feelings. i go into a kinda little talking (not nonverbal, i can still talk) or just confused state that freaking sucks.

when im in a high energy mood i tend to not feel.. reall???? I do many things overboard and annoy the heck out of my brothers. i always feel terrible afterwards.

Idk if this is weird to say but i tend to get really off put when people im comfy with get haircuts or major changes in their appearance. I never like the change no matter what the hair cut looks like. i dont have any clue why

i have no clue whether or not any of this is real or if I have managed to make it all up in my head. (bascially when i was younger i wanted attention and ended up faking depression for a year straight and was an absolute ass to my friends and blah blah blah)

#hiro.txt #autism #neurodivergent #neurodiversity #autistic #mental illness help #asd #asd help #nd help #rrahh #like i cant tell if i am masking INCREDIBLY WELL or not #i have no clue #oh its almost 1 am LOL

[kitty-box-101]

I don’t tend to do Post where I’m just talking but today I think I needed to talk about something The phenomena of guilt some people have over shipping

TLDR: Komamiki enjoy yours are the strongest soldiers of the fandom

In a server it seemed that a few people share this common feeling because God forbid you like something different than what’s popular

Then I mention a rare pair that I know a few people like had it as a discomfort to the point where I censored the word (using the Discord spoiler thing and btw it’s komamiki so ajshhs) especially for a friend who is in the server who I know it’s his discomfort

Despite that my friend notice and joined in the conversation, at first, it was joking around like haha your my enemy haha “you’re the reason I don’t talk about this ship” I said that jokingly but looking back this came off more like I had a grudge against him 😭lol

Then my friend explained I quote “ it’s problematic so not too surprising” (in a fandom like dr throwing that word around is not good at this point it’s lost its meaning and has so much nuance that it simply is a black-and-white)

Probably the fact that it was my friends discomfort clouded his judgment, so it makes sense that he was gonna be sort of bias, he explained why to him it was problematic and a lot of it was up to personal preference. The only moment I can see being a problem was when in one of the manga mikan is on top of Nagito (my friend says that she s/a him and I heavily disappeared. It did not seem like she was doing anything to him other than pointing needle at him, which you know now that’s just a different thing)

It also had to do with her habit of making her patient sick so they stay longer, as far as I remember in the game, it was definitely the opposite, and wanted to make sure that he was alive more than anything before she got infected with the disease. This goes with all the other patient characters, I think a pretty good example would be fuyuhiko who stayed at the hospital and came back and it’s not like he stayed for so long so it’s not like she was planning that.

Would Mikan normally go that extreme just for a classmate to stay sick and with her? No i don’t think so

I didn’t exactly bring up my opinions and points exactly I just kinda nodded, but didn’t necessarily agree with anything, there was another person involved in the conversation mainly asking a lot of questions like why they think it’s problematic ect. I guess it was hard for my friend to explain since he was in school and couldn’t write out his thoughts properly ( he explained it to me later that he has a hard time detecting tone on text, but like still wondering what made him think I wasn’t listening to what he was saying

(and I was starting to think he was getting uncomfortable since it seemed like he was made up to be the bully cuz I ship them) and he said at least twice that he wanted the conversation to stop, but it kept going ??? Hell people were even backing me up, saying what I was doing was harmless and just letting me be a silly goobre and hell I even found someone who ships it that as well  eventually he genuinely said “I give up 💔” which I found funny in a kind of “could you not be the dense!?” Way 

After a while, I decided to check up on friends since In his insta note it said he wasn’t feeling well. I decided to check up on him and he said he was fine and explained more of why he doesn’t like it. Just like I thought it had a lot to do with projection, which I completely understand. You’re going to project to your favorites a lot and seeing a contradiction of your personal hc we’re gonna hurt just a little if you do take them personally.

Now here’s something. I’m definitely going to ask him about; and his Twitter he had a post that was just “Komaeda is gay” over and over again and sure I drew him a little drawing to show good faith, but I wonder if it was done out of spite? not because of me, but because of hc(and in his own words the bi hc for Nagito makes him vomit)

I very much have an issue with that kind of language because obviously someone who hc him that is going to feel like shit and that’s literally not what you wanna do ever

There’s definitely a lot to sort out ? I’m in good terms and everything Hell love the guy/p but it’s those little things that I gotta get out of my system and the only way I know how is My talking about it in a social media he doesn’t have ajhsgsgs don’t wanna feel like I’m shit talking yk?

But ye that’s all just remember to respect other peoples ships and if you don’t like them, just say they’re not your cup of tea and go drink your cup of coffee ☕️

(if somehow you’ve made it this far in reading, you’re insane and that’s awesome)



#danganronpa #rant post #ship rant #komamiki gang rise up #rare pair gang rise up #maybe I’ll make more of these?? idk maybe

[yesvaldemarharder]

Yandere Arcana

Ayo so um.. with 723 followers I really be expecting people for more input on things I should write (requests, ideas, convos, etc) but um.. I guess not? Lol. Anyway since I’m basically writing for like a couple people (people who actually respond to my work cause I like that. If you just like and reblog that’s fine but I still like hearing what people have to say about my work. If your shy don’t be.. I literally don’t judge..) I’ll go ahead and write scenarios for Yandere Arcana. If y’all want more of this just tell me. I was almost tempted to do nsfw lol!

I wanna say that I haven’t played the game enough to finish anyone’s route and while I want to, ya girl broke so picking choices is something I have to wait a while for as well. (The cost on those coins and I can’t even get a Valdemar route??? What type of shit-)

If any of the characters seem ooc I apologize I just really wanted to write this so um.. yeah.

I guess I’ll take the time to part a warning right here: If you don’t like yanderes or anything of the sort I suggest you don’t read this! I would do the ‘below the cut’ thing but I’m all honestly I don’t know how to.. so here ya go!

You have been warned!

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Asra

Asra is a tricky yandere. He knows you well enough to get into your head.

He may take times to keep a distance from you but whenever he messages you or comes back he always makes sure to show you so much affection just so you hopefully don’t question anything.

He’ll act like something to you matters to him, and usually they do matter but if you’re talking about a love interest or something he’ll act supportive but will really be a bit annoyed on the inside.

Depending on your love interest he may get upset or simply will smile and try to ‘help you get them’. Don’t let it be Lucio or Julian.. he’ll be furious.

If he acts like he’s happy to help and your LI disappears then he probably did or didn’t send them somewhere where neither of you two can meet again. Like a portal to a dark cold place or something.

He’s like a snake.. or even a fox. He’s the magician for a reason.

Nadia

Nadia probably won’t even hide how much of a yandere she is.. okay maybe just a little.

She’s the countess, what does she need to hide? She’s also meant to be with you and you’re supposed to love her no matter what. Nadia seems to be a bit of an oblivious yandere. Not aware that what she does for you is rather scary at times.

She showers you in gifts. Some of the cutest clothes just to basically play dress up with you like your some little doll. She doesn’t like it when you turn down a gift and while there’s a couple times she’ll get frustrated in the end she’ll send the gift to you late at night with a sweet not hoping you take it.

While she usually ask for your input against other’s, when it comes to someone who isn’t much use to the palace or her especially sniffing up on you she’ll usually deal with them.. whether banishing them and having them get hunted down throughout the forest like some sort of game.

She can be ruthless, and when she’s really in a bad mood it’s hard for her to listen to anyone. Don’t beg for her not to kill off someone because she most likely will act you didn’t say anything, kiss your forehead, and will proceed with the execution.

Also gets really touchy with you when her sisters are around..

Portia

Portia is usually a very carefree chick but while she can be easygoing she can be rather on guard about you.

It’s not often with you, because she doesn’t want you to know the bad things she’d do for you, but every once in a while she’ll ‘joke’ about killing for you. She’s caring and always makes sure you’re safe so you don’t question it until she actually does it when you have a suspicion that she did it..

Will cry and manipulate you into believing she’s innocent because seeing fear on your face towards her makes her scared. She was just doing what was ‘right’, of course her terminology of right is different from yours tho.. that’s why she lies about not doing it.

You’ll trust her and while you’re still a bit nervous she’ll work on that making sure to check up on you often. Once she gains your trusts back again she grows to be a lot more sneaky.

Rat poison is probably what slipped into the man’s tea after her kept messing with you but who knows?

Julian

Julian can be much like his sister but instead of growing emotional to defend himself he grows serious. It’s so different from his usually jokingly self and reminds you of the red plague times so you can’t help but apologize for accusing him.

He may not have killed Lucio but he’s definitely took a couple people out for you. Most unintentionally but still did it anyway. That guy couldn’t swim and Julian simply didn’t hear him crying for help.. it’s okay though cause you did say he had a weird vibe about him anyway, obviously Julian agreed.

He can be clingy, needy, and touchy. If you don’t know about the yandere in him you love it and you loving it just manages to feed it more. If you do know about it and you’re scared he uses his touches to try and calm you down. To have you let your guard down.

He’ll use his self hate against you for many different reasons now. While he does hate himself he found that you usually encourage him or try to make him feel better after he talks about himself too much. He’ll use it on you to stop you from running away from him because your morals are far better than his at this point and he knows you’ll stay to try and help him.

When you find out that he’s been killing people you’re terrified and even though you know you should runaway and leave.. you also can’t help but want to help him.

What if he’s actually innocent like he was with Lucio? (Definitely not.) What if the depression got so bad and he couldn’t help himself? He needed help and only you could help him.

He’ll chuckle sometimes at how cute and silly you are. With how he is he knows you won’t be going anywhere and he’s perfectly fine with that because had you did think of running away he’d just chase you down and use he’s depression against you to make you feel bad for leaving and to bring you back to him.

Lucio

The coliseum was made for a reason... Lucio likes a good fight and anyone touching you, speaking with you, or even looking at you can make him want to have one.

If it isn’t a physical fight it’s a fight with words (which he isn’t that good at but his smugness makes it pay off)

He’s a hopeless romantic type of yandere and unlike his wife he actually doesn’t recognize or acknowledge the bad sides of himself. He either doesn’t to face them or actually thinks cutting that servants throat for huffing in your presence was justified.

You honestly can’t tell but hey, you’re scared. He’s a Count though... THE Count.. if he’s your yandere it’s going to be hard to get away from him without getting hunted down. He’ll make sure to keep an eye on you. (much like Nadia)

He’ll lock down the whole palace if it means keeping you in place. If you do manage to escape he’ll be highly impressed honestly before he’s goes hunting you down. When he finds you he’ll make sure the palace is locked down a lot tighter then it has been before.

Muriel

He definitely starts out as a silent stalker type. Muriel isn’t really attracted to anyone before you and even though he is interested in you he makes you come to him.

I believe he’s actually one of the nicer yanderes but he does have his moments of being possessive.

He doesn’t want to hurt anyone unless it’s absolutely needed.. wouldn’t want to kill anyone for something silly.. of course not.

Ok! I’m at the courtiers! Now these ones might be sadder because I have a lot of headcanons for them. Mainly the horsemen and I do believe Valerius doesn’t have much story on him either so yeah.

Volta

Volta’s an absolute sweetheart. Tis is all.

Nah I’m fucking with y’all, it’s a yandere post.. anyway while Volta is a sweetheart she can’t help but be a bit possessive over you. Unlike the other courtiers her emotions come out a lot more and with her past she never thought she find someone like you.

Now that she has though it’s hard to separate the two of you..

She clings to you, cry for you when you’re gone for too long, feeds you if she’s really into you..

People don’t really see her as a threat and that’s only until she threatens to eat them.. when she gets like that people make sure to leave you be because the really aren’t sure if Volta will actually do it but with that bright playful but warning look in her eyes they don’t want to put it past her.

Vlastomil

Vlastomil kinda has that same oblivious energy in him as Lucio or Nadia however it may seem like he doesn’t know what he’s doing is wrong but he really does.

He’s a demon, he knows how to play with humans but the thing is what he does is just him trying to understand himself better. Before you he only cared about his worm and now you were here.

He pretty much treats you like he treats Wriggler.. you’re very dear to him and let anything happen to you he’ll make sure everyone around knows how he feels. Whether it’s crying, shouting or simply anxiously looking for you.

He fears with other humans you’ll either get taken from him or get hurt but them and neither one of those are things he’s ok with obviously.

He’s a tricky demon, he may trick you into believing his morals verses your own.

“I love you dear! That’s why he has to go.. you don’t want him to hurt you yes?” He’ll manage to make you believe that everything he does is for you. If you have any sort of trauma he might even use that against you so be extra careful.

Valerius

I can see Valerius being much like Muriel but worse. He likes to stalk and watch you from afar until he can figure what’s the best route to take and going about getting to you.

He’s almost relieved you come to him first. The relationship is rather.. bumpy. At times he’ll be grumpy for no reason and sometimes you can get tired of that but anytime you threaten to leave him he gets you into bed a second faster and distracts you.

I can see him either being a good or bad yandere.. there’s no in between. Either he knows exactly how to keep you to himself or he struggles doing so which only frustrates you. You can say he takes some of that frustration out on you but he tries not to because the last thing he needs in to tell Lucio you ran off and have a bunch of guards chase you down.

Oh that’s right, Lucio helps him when it comes to reeling you in and keeping you their. It’s scary but how are yo to go against the Count and his Consul?

Valerius might say some really cruel things to you to make you stay. He doesn’t want to even think about you leaving him. The second he saw you was the same second he fell for you. He might question his own emotions a lot but after a while of simply stalking or having other people stalk you and report back to him, he can tell it is you that he wants.

Vulgora

Vulgora is one of the bad ones you can get. Their aggressiveness and bluntness can be scary so when you need to escape them not many will be willing to help you. Many might even be on their side out of fear of what the war demon can do.

I feel like Vulgora is one of these two yandere types if not both.

Either the type that uses anger as a way to express themselves even if they don’t want to. Like, they care very deeply about you but they are one of the courtiers who don’t understand these emotions.. it frustrates them to not understand and it makes them angry. They try not to take that anger out on you and usually ends it with taking the life of a mortal.. or a couple considering one isn’t enough.

The other type is the yandere who can’t hold their temper and simply wants you because they can have you. It’s a possessive thing.. no one can have you but them.

They won’t hesitate in killing for you and if you ask or grow scared they would try to say they didn’t do it. They’ll be honest. What are you going to do about it.. fight them? Leave them? Oh darling they believe you’re too smart to do something stupid like either one of those..

They’ll leave their mark on you, usually biting because even if there’s very few beings with teeth like theirs in the palace everyone know the deep marks belong to someone dangerous and usually people put a distance with you.

People might be scared of you for simply being trapped and stuck with them. Poor thing..

Valdemar

Go ahead and just pass away sis, we ain’t making it away from this one..

In all honesty Valdemar might be the worse yandere out of this group. Vulgora following after as well as Lucio, Vlastomil, and maybe Julian..

Now it’s either they don’t care about your feelings at all and well make sure you know it or they care far too much to let you out of their sight. Valdemar might be persistent to test on you and might do it even if you don’t want to but also they might grow worried about your safety if they do do it.

You’re like their precious little specimen and no matter what you do they are always watching. You can’t even escape them after death because they are death. There’s simply no escape.

It’s been centuries since they’ve felt as strongly for someone as they did you and that person didn’t make it to where they are now.. they refuse to let that happen again..

If you try to run from them they’ll have beings chase you, they’ll make you run for your life and when you come crying for help they’ll cackle in your face. They want you to know you can’t live without them and once that’s drilled into your head they’ll never allow you to ever get away.

#arcana game #the arcane game #count lucio #the arcana asra #julian devorak #the arcana game portia #nadia satrivana #the arcana muriel #quaestor valdemar #pontifex vulgora #procurator volta #praetor vlastomil #consul valerius #yandere #yandere arcana #x reader

[sunshineandbnha]

After All These Years - Denki x reader (Denki birthday special)

Word count: 2,355 Warnings: not edited A/N: I really did try to get this out on his birthday, but now it’s 8 minutes too late. It’s kinda rushed, but I really like this idea. Hope you like it.

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"It's almost our third year in UA."

"I know, crazy right." Kaminari laid back in the grass. His hands were folded behind his head.

The wind combed through your hair. It was a nice day and you both agreed to meet at the park.

"You know, back when I applied to UA, I thought I'd have a girlfriend by now."

"Yeah." You absent mindedly nodded.

"I know! If we're still single when we're thirty, we'll marry each other!" 

You laughed, not taking his suggestion seriously. "Well, I would want to date someone before I marry them. Besides, how do you know I won't become a hobo by then." you said jokingly.

He let out a sigh. His gaze drifting down to his side. "I just don't want to be alone." 

You paused before rolling your eyes a little, but you decided not to tease him about it. You jokingly agreed, "Yeah. Sure."

~

It was your first day off in a while, and you took this precious time to sort through the growing mess in your room. Picking up each individual item and trying to figure out what to do with it. You came across an old photo. The frame around it was a nice wooden brown, though it was clear from touching it that it was just plastic. It had collected some dust

It was a photo of you with your friends while you were still in highschool. Among them was Kaminari. You smiled as you sat back on the one area of your bed that wasn't cluttered from cleaning. It had been years since then.

Wait.

"Shoot!" You stood, "It was his birthday today wasn't it?"

You quickly walked out of your room to find your phone. Both to check the date and to text him if it was. You were in the process of searching for it when a knock at the door interrupted you. You didn’t recall anyone saying they were coming over. You carefully walked up to the door.

"It's me, Denki."

You opened up the door to the smiling blond on the other side. 

“It’s my birthday! Miss me?”

"Hey! Not that I'm upset, but what are you doing here?"

"I thought I texted you that I was coming over?" He said.

With an eyebrow quirked, you found your phone after a minute of searching and checked.

"Oops. Sorry, I had it on silent."

“No problem.” He bounced on his toes. “It’s been a while since we saw each other in person. Like, a month or so?”

“Yeah.” You nodded. “Wait a second, that was in winter.”

His eyes widened. “Oh! Right! Yeah, it was cold that day. So, ouch, five months ago.”

“Good for catching up. Sorry, I completely forgot it was your birthday. I swear I had just remembered and was about to text you before you knocked.”

“It’s all good.”

You nodded and fell into an awkward silence. Both wanting to talk about something, but having no idea where to start.

Kaminari smiled. “So, thirty, right? Back in U.A. I almost thought I’d never get this far.”

“Yeah.” You laughed. “We’re getting old.”

“I know,” he nervously nodded. “So are we gonna date now?”

“Excuse me?”

“Remember about fourteen years ago when we said if we didn’t find anyone by now, we’d start dating?”

“Holy- we’ve been friends that long?” You shook your head. “But, I did? I don’t remember... well, I guess I kinda remember that now that you mention it?”

“Oops, I guess it was a while ago.” His head sunk into his shoulders and looked to his side with a nervous grin. “But… wanna try?”

You bit the inside of your lip and looked up. Well, considering this was your day off, you didn’t have much better to do. Of course, there was the clutter in your bedroom, but you were also subconsciously keen on looking for an excuse not to do it. Plus, you really didn’t have a problem with going on one date with him. And…

"Fine. We'll go on a date and see how we feel by the end of it."

His golden eyes lit up and his smile grew the biggest you'd seen it in a long time.

You loved to see him happy.

"But, I have one condition," you had said, "it can't get out to the media."

The media and citizens loved to meddle in pro heroes' love life. Simply going to a café together would get you on trending pages for the next week. And though you never experienced this, you've seen how stressful it could be. Lord knew how much hate Shouto's girlfriend received from his fangirls when a camera first caught them. There was even a rumor about reporters going to her apartment when someone found out which complex she lived in.

Of course, you didn't know her or Shouto personally. It happened around five years ago, and you didn’t even know if they were still together. But it was enough to convince you to try not to get caught up in that kind of drama if you could help it.

"This mask is kinda stuffy," Kaminari tugged at the black mask on his face.

You walked by his side on the sidewalk. The air felt still and hot. But at least the night prevented it from getting any warmer. The temperature actually felt comfortable if you were sitting.

"Sorry. I just don't want someone to see us together and blow it out of proportion. Especially since we don't know how we feel about this yet."

"True. But it's so hard," he whined.

"Hopefully you didn't pick a restaurant to go to."

"I actually didn't. I hope you'll really like it."

It all felt so strange, because it didn't feel odd. You were both talking and hanging out like you usually would. The only difference now was that there was the official title of "date" going along with it.  You both spent a lot of time together like that when you were still high schoolers. He actually asked you out a few times, but you always said no and insisted on being just friends.

Though just a few months before graduating, you started to develop feelings for him. You ignored it. You knew he didn't feel the same. It hurt to see him asking other people out at that time, but it was fine. It hurt, but you knew your silly feelings meant nothing and you liked being friends with him.

You past shops, getting closer to the park.

Initially after graduating, you didn't see each other very much. You were both busy and it put strain on your friendship, or maybe just you. It was because you wanted to talk to him, you really did, but you had other, more pressing, things you needed to do. It was around that time, when you weren’t constantly seeing him for the first time in a few years, that you realized how much you relied on him, despite you being the one to remind him of homework and keep him out of trouble.

You wandered into the park. Kaminari took your hand and led you off the path and towards the pond.. You tilted your head in confusion, but followed. He stopped by the water next to a cherry blossom tree, though by now the pink petals were gone and replaced by glossy green leaves.

He stared out onto the water, you did the same. The night seemed so much more still here. The sky was a beautiful black with flecks of diamonds that reflected off of the water.

You almost forgot you were still holding hands.

"I've always wanted to take someone special to me here on a date." He smiled. "But I've never gotten to before."

"So, I'm the first?" Out of all everyone, were you really the only one to get to see this with him.

"Yep."

You thought for a second. "What about Natalie?"

He gave a small laugh, but one that was filled with some sort of bittersweet emotion. Sadness? Longing? None of those were really the right word. Maybe if there was a word that meant "remembering a happy what-could-have-been".

"Yeah. Natalie was amazing, but by the time I was comfortable enough to take her here our schedules didn't allow it."

You picked at your memory. "She was born in America, right?"

"Yeah, but she couldn't remember it since her family moved to Japan when she was three."

You nodded, then your eyes drifted downwards. "Sucks she had to move to Paris for her career."

"Yeah. But that’s in the past. I hope she's doing good right now. I bet she has awesome clothing lines out now." He stared up in the sky.

The tension was way too thick for you right now. You playfully bumped his arm. "Admit it, you liked her because she could draw."

"Yeah! Her drawings were amazing!" his eyes lit up and had a distant look, like he was remembering them. Then he paused "Waiiiiit, are you saying mine aren't good?"

"What? No, no!" 

You burst out laughing and he did the same. It rang out across the water and in the night air, where everyone could hear, but you didn't care. It felt like your own tiny world.

"You know," you started. "Back when you said that whole 'if we're thirty and single' thing, I thought you were joking. You know,” you said before he could respond, “Back in the last year of U.A. I actually did start to have feelings for you.”

“What?!” he jumped back in surprise. "You liked me? Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“Because you didn’t feel the same.” 

“True,” he said in a quiet voice, “But I did earlier, you were just a year too late. I mean, since then I mostly saw you as a friend, but another part of me wondered what it would be like if we did date.”

You hummed and nodded. “But for me, it took me forever to get rid of those feelings. A part of me almost didn’t want to do this because then that time would be wasted.” Especially when it hurt so much and took so long.

He glanced at you, but didn’t say anything. You didn’t blame him. If you were him you wouldn’t be able to find any words for what you just said too.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault."

A silence fell on you.

He bit his lip. "So, I guess you're my friend, a really close one, but at the same time I also see you as something more. If that makes any sense." 

You nodded. "Yeah, I think it does." 

"So, you actually, really, like me, at least at some point?" He said slowly.

"Yes. Stop asking. This is really embarrassing." You covered your face with your hands.

"Hey! Don't cover your face!" 

He fought to get his fingers around your wrists to pull them apart. You did your best to keep them in place, hands shaking in effort, but he was stronger. You angled your face away in a futile attempt to prevent him from seeing it, but all with a smile on your face.

He put his finger under your chin and turned your head toward him. He was already smiling. The small amount of light coming from the city reflected in his eyes. But then his features softened. He leaned in ever so slightly.

"Gosh, you're beautiful." 

You could feel his breath fanning your face as he whispered. You felt yourself being pulled closer to him, as if some magic force moved you, and your lips met. The moment they touched, you felt a tingle, not quite like electricity, but there was no other way to describe it. You felt yourself relax. Muscles you didn’t even know were wound up went slack. You found your hand reaching to the back of his neck and gliding up into his hair. His arm snaked around your waist to hold you closer.

It was like your forgotten dreams were coming back to life, stronger and more vivid. You felt walls you built crumbling down before him as you melted into the kiss and the moment. And for that moment, you were the only ones in the world.

Then that moment ended. You suddenly squinted from a sudden flash of light.

The kiss broke from your mutual confusion. You blinked hard and looked to see where it came from. What you found was a guy, who appeared to be in his twenties, though it was hard to tell in the light. And in both his hands, he held a phone, ready to take a picture.

Oh, this was NOT happening.

You stomped up to him. The look of fear on his face was comical. It was hard to tell, but you think he turned pale.

“Delete that right. Now!”

He frantically nodded, fumbling with his phone. You stood over him, staring at his phone to make sure he deleted it and didn’t upload it to the internet. As you did so, Kaminari walked beside you and bumped you with his elbow.

“Still shy?” he whispered.

You pouted, eyes turning down slightly. You waited for the guy to be done. After inspecting his recent photos to make sure he did, you gave his phone back. He apologized before running away.

“I just don’t want anyone to know for now. It's just... this is personal for me. Just... give me time, okay?" you said.

"I've been waiting forever to be with you. I'm pretty sure I can wait to tell my friends about it." He wrapped his arm around you.

It was a beautiful night. The still water glistening. The trees decorating the horizon. The stars shining above you, witnessing the event. Crickets applauded you. Aside from that, the world was quiet, as if respecting this special moment 

.

.

.

"But seriously. Don't tell your friends about it, okay?" 

"Okay. Okay. I won't. I promise."

"That's what you said with the pop tart incident!" 

"Okay then, I pinky promise. On our love... and friendship! Alright?" 

"Alright."

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[pocketsizeddemon]

Litha - Bang Chan Smut

           I got the idea last year but I didn't really have time to do anything and I'm beyond lucky that I got to finish it just on time this year. Hope you enjoy~ Chan has his first weekend off in a while and he spends it on a camping trip with you.

Bang Chan Smut , 2.5k words , AO3

       It was a lovely, sunny early June afternoon and you and your boyfriend, Chris were chilling on your balcony. Your hands were playing with his fluffy black hair as you were enjoying the sunshine. You still couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have been calling him your boyfriend for over a year now. 

           Earlier, in April, a little after your first anniversary, you shared with him one little thing about yourself that you weren’t entirely sure how to address all that time. You were a witch. Not the fairytale kind. A real-life, moon-loving, herb-growing, tea-drinking, spell-casting, witch. You didn’t know what to expect as an answer but after a few minutes of silence he just exclaimed with a giggle “Well, suddenly the number of candles and house plants make a lot more sense now!” 

           After that followed a lot of random conversations about your craft and even more 3 a.m. texts like: 

“Wait so you can turn people into animals?”

           “No babe, but I can jinx them to get their tongues twisted when they talk shit about me.”

but you were beyond happy with how sweet, understanding and curious he was about this all.  

           “Babygirl?” his voice brought you out of your reminiscing and you looked at him with a smile. 

           “Yes, love?” you asked

           “You had a really adorable look in your face. Were you daydreaming?”

           “Ah- I was just thinking of how lucky I am to have you…” a soft blush blooming on your cheeks as your voice trailed off. He chuckled and leaned up to kiss said blushing cheeks. Before he was able to answer, a yawn escaped him.

           “Oh, baby. Are you tired?” you asked, fluffing up his hair.

           “Yeah… my insomnia has been getting worse lately…” his voice trailed off as a frown appeared on his face. “Oh!” he sat up excitedly as his eyes gleamed with hope. “Can you… can you help me? Is there like a spell or a potion you can do?”

           You pondered for a few moments before answering.

           “Well, there are a few things I can do. I already have a bedtime tea blend that I can give you… And you’re going to have to come to pick something up on the weekend.” You smiled at him.

           “Why on the weekend?” he asked.

           “Full moon on Friday.” You winked cheekily before getting up to prepare him a jar of your bedtime tea. (Lavender, Chamomile, Valerian root, Linden tea)

           You wouldn’t get to meet him properly for the next two weeks as they were preparing for the comeback but that didn’t stop you from visiting his studio for a little while that same weekend to drop off the special restful sleep & sweet dreams sachet that you had made for him just that Friday night. (Lavender, Rosemary, Sea salt, Hops flowers, Sugar, Chamomile, Valerian, Amethyst and Rose Quartz)You kissed him sweetly and wished him a good rest before leaving that night. 

~

           You spent most of Saturday morning as a bit of a road trip, driving to your destination and listening to music in the car and just enjoying each other's company. Late on Saturday afternoon, you arrived at the beach you had found a few weeks ago online. It was even more beautiful than the pictures showed and the weather seemed to be just perfect for your camping trip, although it was still a bit too cool for swimming. After setting up your tent, you took off your shoes and went on a long walk on the beach. You and Chris picked up a few seashells, threw skipping rock and you just had to admit, he was great at that.

You returned to the tent as the sun was setting and just in time for dinner. Before you could even bring the food that you had left in the cooler, back in the car, Chris had already built a little bonfire. 

           “Funny how you built a fire...” your voice trailed off as you two finished up your food, “You see, today, or better tomorrow is the summer solstice!”

           “That's another witch holiday, right?” he beamed 

           “Exactly!" you smiled back at him. “Remember last year on the picnic we had on the 1st of May how I told you about Beltane?” He nodded and grinned, remembering very well what that story had sparked. 

           “While in Beltane the God and Goddess unite for the first time, in Litha, Midsummer, the God is maturing and the Goddess is pregnant, that’s why most fruits, vegetables and all grains are ripening and growing this season. And it's celebrated with big fires and staying up until sunrise to greet the longest day of the year.” you quickly wrapped up your story since you didn't want to overwhelm him. 

           Yet little did you know that his mind was racing in a whole different direction. All Chris heard was “pregnant” and his eyes focused with you, glimmering mischievously. Ever since the first of May, when you guys made love in the forest and he filled you up with his cum it’s all that he’s been thinking. He didn’t actually want to get you pregnant, not just yet, but cumming inside you and imagining you soft and round with his baby was doing things to him.

           “Speaking of my craft” you tried to change the subject a bit “how's your insomnia been treating you lately baby?”

            “I had almost forgotten about that” he turned to you with a massive smile “I really can't thank you enough babygirl. The tea on its’ own had been doing a great job calming me down before bed but after you brought me the little bag? I've been sleeping like a baby! I don't know if it's because it works or it's because I look at it and think of you... And feel warm and safe...” he held your hand lovingly rubbing circles on your palm. But it does a great job! Please just... Tell me anything you want, I want to thank you.”

           “Well I am a witch!” you jokingly answered, “You could give me your firstborn!” You laughed at your own joke until you turned to him to see a smirk on his face. 

           “Oh perfect! Let’s get baby-making!” he pounced at you, pushing you in the tent, suddenly very happy with himself that he had remembered to pack a groundsheet with him. You pulled him on the floor with you, him peppering your face with small kisses as you giggled. He leaned over you, supporting himself on his hands as he gazed upon you, his eyes sparkling with love and mischief under the soft lighting of the fire and the stars. 

           He slowly dipped down to kiss your lips, ever so softly but you pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. Over two weeks away from him had you craving for his affection and touch. His lips were so soft and sweet you simply had to bite them.

           “Eager girl…” he teased as he pecked your lips again.

           “I just missed you… a lot” you answered quietly, your fingers tangling to his hair.

           “I can’t complain, babygirl. I really missed you too.” He kissed you again, hearing a small sigh of content leave you. His warm fingers were soon on your waist, toying with the hem of your shirt as his lips lowered to your neck. 

           Your shirt and bra came off first and he could already see your nipples react to the cool summer breeze. He cupped one of your breasts while teasing the other’s nipple with his tongue, not missing your reaction. Your breath hitched as his warm tongue met the sensitive skin and a fluttery moan left your lips.

           Chris’ shirt followed before he leaned back down to keep on scattering kisses and small bites along your neck and exposed chest. His hands were now resting on your hips, massaging and squeezing the soft skin under the thin linen pants you were wearing. You couldn’t help but squirm in response. You were almost surprised by how hungry he was for you. Even his kisses were seemed hotter than usual, as he was lovingly leaving hickeys on your neck. It wasn’t long before you felt his finger fumbling with your zipper.

          You helped him take them off, wriggling out of the tight jeans with a chuckle. He kissed every single patch of skin he could reach while removing them, along with your panties. You instinctively spread her legs a little and he pushed them further apart. His hands rested on your thighs as he looked at you in all your naked glory.

           “Which one of the Gods am I supposed to thank for sending the most marvelous girl to me?” he mattered between scattering kisses on your inner thigh.

           “Hmm… Eros I suppose. Or maybe Aphrodite.” You answered with a warm smile and an even warmer blush, as your fingers weaved through his hair. 

           Chris' hot breath was getting closer and closer to your core. When his lips touched you where you needed him most, you let out a little moan. He took his time eating you out, humming as your thighs clenched and relaxed according to his Ministrations. Your hips were moving on their own account, following the movements of his tongue on your pussy, desperate mewls spilling from your mouth, but he was having none of that. 

           With his arms wrapping around your thighs and his hands now resting on your abdomen, he pinned you down, hearing your little whines of protest. He locked eyes with you and you could barely keep your eyes open as his pillowy lips sucked on your clit. Your back arched off the floor and your moans only urged him to continue. Switching between licking your folds with his skillful tongue and sucking he was making a squirming mess out of you. He could feel you clenching as your release approached so he focused on your clit even though his jaw was starting to ache but his efforts paid off as he saw you orgasm from just his tongue. After kissing your hipbones, whispering words of praise, he came up to your lips for a kiss. Taking advantage of his relaxed state, you flipped the two of you around. 

           “My turn.” You smirked cheekily. You kneeled in between his legs, pulling down his pants along with his briefs as he was steadying himself on his elbows. You were a bit impatient, silly as it seemed, but you wanted to make him feel good too. His painfully hard erection was resting on his stomach and it made your mouth almost water. There was precum already leaking from the tip and you wasted no time, licking it off. 

           He hissed as you licked up from the base to the tip, feeling his veins on your tongue. You slipped the tip in your mouth and sucked on it before you slowly started taking in the rest of his cock. Your hands were pumping what you couldn’t fit in your mouth, trying to match the pace. Chris groaned when he hit the back of your throat, his hands grabbing at the floor of the tent. Your head bobbed as you tried to take more of him, tears prickling your eyes in the process. 

           “Fuck! That feels good babygirl.” He moaned as you finally took all of him in your mouth. “But” he continued as he stroked your cheek “I want to fuck you so much, baby. I want to cum inside you. I did say we’d make a baby.” 

           His dick twitched as you let him off of your mouth with a pop. You crawled on to his lap, his hands grabbing on your hips as his tip rested against your wet folds. You adjusted your position and slowly took him in, as you felt his grip tighten. Soft gasps could be heard as he sank deeper inside you, stretching you out. Chris marveled at the sight of you above him, your flushed cheeks, swollen lips and messy hair were beyond beautiful to him. 

           He couldn’t keep himself from staying still, even though he wanted to admire you a little more. He started thrusting up, meeting your unsteady pace, his hands trailing up towards your chest. You moaned as he met you with a particularly hard thrust, your legs shaking as you were starting to get tired.

           He didn’t need you to say it twice and took no time in flipping you over. Your legs, instinctively wrapped around his waist, keeping him close to you. You left a moan as he could reach deeper in this position. His groans responded to you, as he felt you clenching around him. Your hands reached to his neck, pulling him down for a rough passionate kiss.

           The smile on his lips was prominent even through your kiss and he set up a slow, sensual pace wanting nothing more than to make this last longer. Deep, slow thrusts, drawing long, breathless moans from you. Praises and I-love-yous were whispered in your ears as he kept a steady pace. You were overpowered by how he was sweetly making love to you, rocking the tent with his powerful thrusts. 

           With the knot in your abdomen started to grow tighter you begged him to go faster and he complied. His pace grew faster as he leaned closer to you, hitting just the right spot to make you see stars. He could feel your blunt nails scratching his back as he lost himself, pistoning faster and faster. Groans spilled from his mouth as he noticed you tightening around him, your orgasm approaching. You were but a pleading mess, so close, looking so beautiful just for him, moaning his name as you squirmed with pleasure. Knowing he couldn’t hold any longer either, he fucked you even harder. With the first few thrusts, your back arched off the floor of the tent, your moans filling the little space as you writhed in his arms. He let you ride out your orgasm as he chased his own, releasing his hot seed deep inside of you.  

           “That was amazing!” he said as he laid down next to you, left out of breath. You curled into his arms for a cuddle with a soft hum of agreement. Pressing your lips together into a kiss, he wrapped his arms around you as he played with your hair.

           “You realize that this was only round one, right?” you stated with a smirk after a few minutes of cuddling, causing him to chuckle.

           “Of course not, I haven’t given your my firstborn yet!” he answered through his laugh as he peppered your face with tiny kisses.

           And that’s how your night went. Soft warm cuddles, turning to slow and sensual lovemaking and back to cuddling again until the sunrise, leaving both of you pleasantly tired and sated. 

          “Did you really mean that Chris?” you asked him with half-closed eyes while basking in the soft pink light of dawn that was peeking through the tent's entrance. “The baby-making thing...?” 

          “Well... Perhaps not just yet but I can surely picture myself starting a family with you in the future. I love you so much.” He stated before nuzzling into your neck as the sun shined his first rays upon your skin.

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[junglxqueen]

Just Friends

Word count: 1516 Chapter 1 ¨Ugh.¨ I complain as I flop onto the couch and cover my eyes with my arm. I am dead tired, fed up with life, and with a terrible headache. We just got back from a magazine interview and I swear, the girl asking the questions was irreverent. Apart from the fact that she kept asking about our personal lives, she made a lot of out-of-place insinuations that made me want to break her operated nose with a punch (I clarify that I wasn´t going to do it, just wanted to.) Isn´t our work interesting enough? Ashton enters the room banging on the door frame, and then absolutely everything he sees, playing drums. For some reason unknown to me, he is bursting with energy. Calum follows, relaxed and with a bottle of water in hand. ¨Ash .. please be quiet.¨ My words have no effect on him, so he proceeds to drum my forehead, to which I respond with a groan and try to hit his hands. ¨Ashton stop, she's about to bite you. Besides, Luke is coming.¨ As if he was called, Luke and Michael appear at the door. ¨Don't do what because I am coming?¨ He asks as he walks up to me and leans down slightly to put a kiss on my forehead, to which I smile slightly and remove my arm from my eyes to see him. "Paugh," Calum says jokingly, pretending to be disgusted. ¨I told Ashton not to bother your girlfriend because you come and beat him up.¨ Luke raises an eyebrow at Ashton but he quickly raises his hand as if saying ¨I didn´t do anything¨ and sits on the sofa in front of me. ¨We are not in a relationship.¨ We say at the same. Since I've been in the band (which was practically two or three months after it was created) they don't stop annoying us with it, in fact, I think it's their only source of fun. Calum raises his eyebrows, looking at us and making a "yes, sure" gesture. ¨What's wrong with you anyways?¨ Michael asks, lifting my legs to sit on the seat I lie on. Everyone´s eyes land on me. ¨I have a headache, I want to sleep, I'm hungry and I want to punch that journalist.¨ I grumble under my breath and Ashton snorts. ¨She was so annoying, don't even remind me.¨ Says him. I see Luke walking to his backpack and looking for something in it. ¨Right?!¨ I exclaim. Bad idea, I feel a stitch in my head, so I groan again and cover my eyes. ¨And every single thing she implied, I think she even gave Luke her number.¨ When I hear that, I can´t avoid to raise my arm curious, Calum sees the gesture and laughs. ¨Don't worry.¨ He shows me a folded piece of paper from his pocket. ¨I have it, he gave it to me as soon as we got out of the place.¨ I smile at him in appreciation for the information and Luke comes back with a pill in hand. ¨Here, for the head.¨ He looks at Calum and gestures to his water, to which he nods and hands it to him. Luke passes it to me. ¨Thanks.¨ I smile at him as I sit up, grabbing what he gave me, I swallow the pill with some water and I give it back to Calum, murmuring a thank you and lying on the sofa again. ¨There was a point where I wanted to stand up and leave.¨ Mike says to which Ashton seconded. ¨Why did not you do it? I swear to you, I would´ve got up and left with you.¨ Luke answers, sitting on the armrest of the sofa and gently stroking my hair. ¨Because it was going to look bad, apart from the fact that we were live and I didn't even want to hear Kevin's complaints later.¨ Kevin, our Manager. I nod remembering it, I swear they are infinite, and I would of know. I think I'm the one that he yells at the most. And speaking of the King of Rome, Kevin Baker himself enters the door, speaking on the phone. Seeing us all there, he frowns and tells the person he's talking to, to wait a second. ¨People, it's 4:40 p.m., may I know what you're still doing here? At 6:00 we have to be at the stadium, and the stadium is about an hour and a half from here. I thought you guys left a long time ago.¨ I decide to get out of this and stay quiet, my head still hurts as if it is being hammered, although Luke's caresses help a little, they are not enough, and I think the pill didn´t kick in yet. ¨Sorry Kev, we

finished the interview a little later than planned and Ann's head bursts, so we thought it was okay to rest for a second. '' Kevin looks down from Luke to me, worried. ¨Does it hurt a lot?¨ I make a gesture with my head ¨more or less¨ ¨And have you already had something?¨ I nod. ¨Great, then you'll be good as new in thirty minutes. Let me know if you don't, we'll see what to do next. Meanwhile, you two.¨ He turns to Michael and Ashton. ¨Your car is leaving at any second now, I want you both inside.¨ They nod and Michael lifts my legs so he can stand up and carefully puts them back in place. ¨See you.¨ Ashton says, patting Luke on the shoulder as he walks past, and Michael pats me on the leg and gives me a "Good luck" before leaving the room. ¨Great, now Calum, can you take these boxes to his car?¨ He points at some boxes behind him that we used for the photo session before the interview. Cal nods, puts his bottle aside and takes the boxes carefully, exits without another word. ¨Great, now, Luke the bags ...¨ ¨Yes, in a few minutes we will go and I´ll take the bags.¨ Luke cuts him off, earning a frustrated look from Kevin. ¨Luke, we're late, I need you to take those bags to the car, so we can leave now.¨ To which he simply nods and repeats that we would be there in a few minutes. Kevin stares between the two of us and lets out a resigned sigh. If he has learned anything in all these years, it's that when it comes to me, it's impossible to reason with Luke (or vice versa). ¨Okay, but hurry up.. no more than five minutes.¨ He says with a warning look, to which Luke smirks and nods. Kevin just shakes his head and taking one of the bags, leaves the room, back on the call. ¨You heard it little one.¨ He murmurs, lifting my head to sit there and place it on his lap, he leaves caresses in my hair again. ¨A few more minutes, I just want peace, before all the screaming and the rush to get ready.¨I murmur with the same tone of voice, looking into his eyes. He nods, agreeing with me. ¨Okay, a few more minutes.¨ He remains silent, leaning his head against the back of the sofa and releasing a sigh. He was tired too. I understand, so I take the hand resting on my stomach and I start to play with his fingers. After a minute of silence, I can't help the question that escapes my lips. ¨So she gave you her number, huh?¨ He automatically lowers his head and looks at me amused. ¨Jealous?¨ He asks raising his eyebrow, to which I immediately shake my head. ¨Never, I just wanted to know. Why did you give Calum the number? She looked pretty." Sure, pretty, even though she was a tremendous pain in the butt. He smiles and shakes his head. ¨Nah, I wasn't interested, her attitude left a lot to be desired. Besides, having such a pretty person next to me, how can I look at someone else¨ ¨Who? Mike? Look at you, I didn't know about those interests.¨ I joke as he rolls his eyes and playfully tugs on my hair. ¨You know who I mean, silly. The only pretty girl there was you.¨ I just laugh and roll my eyes, a little flushed. ¨Shut up, or I´ll believe it.¨I murmur and hear a voice from outside that yells "GUYS! IT´S TIME!¨ I let out a sigh and sit up. ¨There goes our peace.¨Luke murmurs, getting up too and holding out his hand. "Let´s go?" ¨Let´s Go.¨ I answer, taking his hand and going out. Sometimes it is nice to have these moments of tranquility between the tours´ madness and hustle and bustle. They are really small, but I enjoy them so much that I treasure them in my heart. By the way, Luke forgot about the bags, after twenty minutes on the road we remembered and had to come back for them again, listening to Kevin's scolding. We were late, and we almost drove the stylists crazy, but we made it and that's what matters.

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[thepeakyfckingblinders]

White Lies || Thomas Shelby x reader

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Anon requested: “ Can you do 10&13 with tommy please? I obsessed with your writing” (Thank you honey, hope this won’t let you down ♡ )

Summary: n.10 & 13 from prompt list: “I swear to God, I’ll blind you” + “Don’t leave” Warnings: swearing, May Carleton insert, basically jealous reader, Tommy being the absolute cocky bastard he always is, me loving him even more

Author’s notes:

Behind each one of these works there are sleepless nights and something really close to multiple mental breakdowns, so, please, take a minute to send me a message about it, I need actual feedbacks to understand how to improve my skills and grow ♡

So, May appears in this piece too, even if she’s never been his lover.   Is Tommy Shelby going to generate a mass murder with his cock? Maybe.

I’m sorry for being this late, but I’ve been really busy in the past days and writing is never just easy, it demands concentration and effort, plus I don’t want you to be disappointed, so I’m always extra accurate while working. I hope this is worth the wait!

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I’m Italian, English isn’t my first language, so I apologize for every possible mistake I made. Also, please, help me improve my writing by telling me if there’s something wrong

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Your sugar paper dress in lace and tulle gracefully fluttered in the wind, as you walked towards the Garrison, head up, a kind smile on your face and your right arm firmly placed on John’s left one.  That same morning, Tommy’s new horse had won his third race in a row, for which reason the Shelbys had decided to have a little party at their pub, so that they could celebrate those amazing successes with their friends and closest fellows from Birmingham, seizing, at the same time, the opportunity to show to the whole town how the family was getting more and more powerful. Therefore, Finn, Michael and John were now escorting you and Polly to the tavern, where the rest of the Peaky Blinders had already got the festivities started. “If you ever get tired of Tommy, keep in mind that I’m here waiting for you, darling” The middle brother playfully whispered those flirty words into your ear, even though he was truly enchanted by the way you looked that night; you immediately glimpsed in his direction, seeing him keep an alluring smirk on his wonderful face and a toothpick held between his rose lips, just like always. A genuine chuckle spilled from your mouth because of his joke, a slight blush instantly covering your sweet face, while your lips promptly left a noisy kiss on his cheek. “Don’t worry about him, Johnny, we can keep it as our little secret” You blinked at him, still giggling out loud, as you entered the Garrison arm in arm, finding a whole crowd of half-drunk people joyfully cheering for the increasing greatness and fortune of the Shelby Brothers Limited. “And that’s Thomas’s definition of small refreshment?” Polly’s usual sarcastic tone prickly referred to the massive amount of guests your fiancé had apparently invited; she lit a cigarette, carelessly throwing the used match on the floor, before her free forearm fondly stretched out to Michael, in a silent invitation to accompany her towards the table where Arthur had already made himself comfortable. Finn, on the other hand, immediately spotted Isaiah amidst the throng, for it took him a scant moment to literally run in his direction, eager as he was to finally spend a night out with his best mate, forgetting about work for a while. “Would you mind helping me find your perennially busy brother, mh?” You asked John, since you were now alone, standing at the entrance like two complete idiots, withouth a clue about what to do next. “Why don’t you come home with me instead?” His eyebrows quickly raised and lowered several times, in an intentionally droll attempt to make that indecent proposal sound tempting, his usual cocky smile never leaving his face. “Oh, shut up now!” you heartily laughed, jokingly punching his shoulder in the process “Let’s just find him, and then you’ll look for a pretty girl to dance with”

“No need to look for girls, love, they throw themselves at me” Your almost-brother-in-law defiantly stated that, while adjusting his houndstooth suit in one swift move, his large shoulders lifted along with his lower lip, giving life to an expression of pure smugness, which esponentially boosted when he found his way to the middle of the pub, performing his usual, cheeky, extremely bold walk. John’s lean and solid body shielded yours as you passed through that enormous amount of people, until you eventually reached for the cluttered counter; your watchful eye immediately caught Tommy’s figure standing with his back turned, a loving grin inadvertently springing upon your red lips, for he had left early that morning without waking you up, and, although it may seem corny, you had shamelessly missed him. Nevertheless, your jaw nearly dropped when, taking a few more steps in his direction, a beautiful woman entered your line of sight: she was talking to him, her clearly infatuated stare burning with desire, one of her palms randily caressing his bony cheek, but the worst part was that Thomas didn’t make a single move to stop her, he just stood there, listening to what she was saying, letting her pet his face. “Oh, fucking hell” John muttered, foreseeing a catastrophic epilogue to that risky situation, indeed, he was perfectly aware that you had no idea of who May was, moreover he could plainly tell she was without a doubt attracted to his brother, which meant no good, considering that you were in the same country as her. Still, before he had the chance to stop you from doing anything, you had already covered the gap between you and them, approaching your fiancé and heavily tapping on his shoulder covered by an elegant black jacket.

Tom’s icy eyes imperceptibly widened as he turned to you and realized how misunderstandable that scene could look; however, within a fraction of a second, he composed himself and regained all of his customary confidence, curving his mouth into an impertinent smirk and placing a hand behind your back, so to guide you in front of the mysterious lady. “Oh, you must be y/n, Tommy’s told me a lot about you! I’m May, May Carleton” Her falsely excited voice brusted out, preceding both of you, and that alone could’ve been enough to set you off, you were aching to ruthlessly punch her in the face, right there and then, yet your strong common sense led you to simply send her a long, eloquent death glare. “Well, he didn’t tell me anything about you, not a word” Perceptible hostility towards that woman infected your tone, still, while you spat that rancorous reply, your killer attention was utterly focused on Thomas, who, for his part, kept looking at you with amusement, blatantly revelling in your jealous little scene. “I didn’t have a chance to” His husky voice nonchalantly spilled from his full lips, whereon he was unchastely sliding a cigarette filter, his piercing black pupils continued to defiantly nail yours as he aimed to provoke you with that silly, senseless remark. Teeth sinking into the warm flesh of your inner cheek, while you tried your best to avoid a beastly outburst in front of everyone; sadly, hardly any moment later, May unwisely decided to throw more salt on your already stinging wounds. “How funny, I’ve been training your horses for three months now” a galling laugh of mockery eurpted from her throat and, once she was sure she had your attention, you noticed raw mischief twinkling in her brown irises “With excellent results, I might add”

She raised the glass of champagne she was holding, along with a hint of her head in Tommy’s direction, inviting him to make a toast to their incredible series of victories; a shrill tinkle filled your ears when his crystal cup joined hers, almost making your skin crawl, you watched speechless and powerless as a seductive expression deliberately contaminated his stunning features. “Obviously. Nothing but the best for my horses”

You just couldn’t believe your eyes, nor your ears; an alarming amount of emotions assaulting your defenseless mind, as you eventually figured out how many lies he had been feeding you during those past months. Soon after he had brought his first mare at the auction, Tommy specifically talked to you about how many expectations and resources he had placed on that brand new project, to the point of actually enlisting an expensive horse trainer, one of their comrades from France, a man they could trust, he did say. Your brain franticly reviewed all of the episodes in which he had called you to inform that he would’ve been late, for he had to stop by the stables in order to check on his beasts; a grievous boulder growing inside your chest, brutally crushing your heart, at the very thought of what could’ve effectively happened in those evenings, your breathing sharply stopped for endless instants, until you regained control of your body, blinking a few times to stop the world from spinning around you. Not a single world escaped your mouth, you only looked at them for one last time, before you hastened to turn tail and run away from that obnoxious situation. Only then, Thomas factually realized he’d gone too far with you, his vigilant stare followed your silhouette quickly moving amidst that mob of drunken yokels, while he briefly took leave of May, without even glimpsing at her once. Pushing and kicking his way through the crowd, he reached for you when you were practically one step away from the main door.

“C’mon, y/n, wait! Hey, don’t leave” Tom delicately grabbed your forearm in an attempt to hold you back, but, as soon as you saw him touching you, a calamitous rage exploded in your belly, leading you to violently yank your arm away. “Take your hands off me, or I swear to God, I’ll bind you with your own fucking cap!” Eyelids squeezing with autentic ire as you snarled in his face, fiercely smacking his hand several times and managing to get out of his grasp; yet, when you tried to leave the pub afresh, his imposing frame promptly interposed between you and the exit, his left palm firmly leaning against the jamb, so to cover the whole open space and preclude you every possibility to find your way out. “Get out of the fucking way, I said!” Frustration filled your yells, you had recourse to all your strength in a restless effort to shove him off, continuing to insult him and punch his chest, still your blows felt like nothing more than tickling to him. Thomas rolled his orbs and, at the same time, raised both his eyebrows, in a plan expression of his nuisance. “I think you’re being a bit overdramatic, love” Thomas was perfectly aware that he was being a total asshole, afterall, he had never even thought of May in such a way, but, for some strange reason, he wanted to tease you that night, he wanted to see you detonate. His imperturbable tone, together with his absurd words, totally made you lose your temper, you sensed your knuckles itching to crash with his perfect jaw, again and again and again. “Overdramatic?!” your voice raising of a couple octaves “You bloody bastard! You lied to me, God only knows what the hell’s been going on between you and that bitch. What’s more, you let her fucking flirt with you, in front of me!” Hot tears were now forming in your eyes while you kept shouting till you felt your throat hurt, Tommy simply kept watching you, not daring to pronounce a single syllable, but never changing his stoic countenance, nor moving from the doorway. “You were flirting back, letting her touch you that way, you fucking humiliated me, Thomas! In my place, you would’ve killed any man, without even thinking ‘bout it!” Tom’s look somehow softened as he observed your features contract with anger and sorrow, he knew he had unnecessarily and foolishly hurt you, he only was too proud to say it out loud; so, he kept his mouth shut and just came closer to you, carefully attempting to stroke your shoulders with tenderness. Nevertheless, you were too full of wrath and delusion to let him make it up to you that easily: actually, you desperately needed to cry, your cheeks were flushing with resentment, blind choler streaming in your veins. And, suddenly, a dull smack resounded in your and his ears. You slapped him so hard, that his head automatically tilted in the opposite direction, leaving both you and him speechless for a full minute; Thomas remained in that forced position, frozen, without going back to face you, consequently giving you the opportunity to finally pull him aside. “You don’t fuck with me, Mr. Shelby” That was all that you hissed, then leaving the Garrison and not looking back.

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[pink-imagines]

a matter of strength

request: So I wanted a really self-indulgent fic with me and Todoroki. My friend started shipping us and now I can't stop thinking about it. Friend even got me to do some kabedon art and I don't remember what led to the discussion of kabedon but then I was like "Well I guess I'm drawing Todoroki trapping me against a wall." So I want a fic of my self-insert OC meeting Todoroki and whatever the hell leads up to him doing a kabedon. It's certainly preferable for him to like me back, but more than anything I want him to be in character. So if the kabedon is because he's fed up with me flirting or something, then so be it. (requested by @kawayuni​)

a/n: i hope i wrote your quirk in the right way!!

warnings: self doubt, a fight scene but nothing too gory

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If it wasn’t for the the fact that Todoroki was with you, you would’ve probably been dead. 

You really didn’t know what happened, you just froze. To think that today would finally lead up to this moment.

-

You woke up that morning feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day! Sure, maybe it was a bit hard to get out of bed but you did it eventually! Which is really all that counts. Around 7 am you were almost out the door to get to work and you were at the train station at 7:30. The station was crowded but you did your best to slink through to get to where you needed to be. 

Once you got to work you immediately went into the office to see if you had any paperwork you had to get done. “Good morning, Y/L/N.”, a familiar voice said from behind you. “It’s indeed a good morning, especially now that I got to see you!”, you jokingly said and smiled at the receptionist who walked past. “You’re too sweet, Y/N.”, she laughed and walked over to the break room. Without hesitation you got to work and finished what needed to be done, you really just wanted to get out to the action. You weren’t always needed out, since you were a rescue worker but sometimes you got to go out on patrol. Today was that kind of day! You were actually patrolling with Todoroki, which you were very excited about. You had first met him at UA during the sports festival, and since then you had developed a little crush on him. Who wouldn’t, really, tough?

“Ready to go, Y/H/N?”, Todoroki asked as you got out of the changing room. “Ready as I’ll ever be, handsome!”, you grinned at the way his face got slightly more red. You were what people would call a flirt. Really you just tried to compliment people in that way, and most people were fine with it. Todoroki was one of those people and you had a fun time teasing him about the fact that he would easily blush. Sometimes you’d get a smile or even a chuckle out of him, which is why you usually saved your best one-liners for him personally. 

During your patrol you kept it flirty and lighthearted, calling him by nicknames and telling silly pick-up lines. Todoroki didn’t complain, and simply went along with it, sometimes he’d roll his eyes but he’d always have a smile on his lips while doing so. “I appreciate you serving looks, but I’d also like to be served some food.”, you joked, “Wanna go out for lunch after patrol?” Usually you’d go out for lunch with the person you were patrolling with after doing your job, which is why you loved patrolling with Todoroki.  “Yeah, as long as we get back in time. I have some paper work to do.”, he nodded, ignoring the flirty remark you made even though his ears were turning slightly red as well as his cheeks. “Great what do you want to-”, you didn’t look at where you were going and bumped into someone, “Oh, I’m so sorry!” “Watch where you’re going.”, the man growled at you. “Sir, it was just a mistake. They apologiesed.”, Todoroki said in your defense. “Heroes these days... they’re so incapable...”, the man kept walking in the opposite direction of where you were going. You looked back at him for a while, there was just something that rubbed you the wrong way about him and you couldn’t get it out of your mind. “Are you okay? You know you shouldn’t take what he said to heart, right?”, Todoroki brought you out of your own head. “Yeah, yeah! I’m fine.”, you shrugged it off and decided to not focus your energy on a grumpy man.

Once your shift was over the two of you went out to get soba, still in your hero costumes mostly because you were to lazy to take it off but also in case of an emergency call. You could never be too careful, the only downside was people staring at you and the commotion around it. “We always end up eating soba when we’re going patrolling together.”, you commented at random, after there had been a long pause of silence where you had just been eating. “It’s my favorite...”, he shrugged and looked up at you, “... I like eating it with you.” Todoroki wasn’t much of a talker, he wasn’t a flirter either, but in some sort of way, in certain moments, his words would make your heart skip a beat. Maybe it was the fact that he usually didn’t talk much and that when he did it left a much bigger impact. Or it was the fact that he chose his words so carefully that each of them really meant something. Before you could respond to this with another one of your flirty remarks both of you got a stress call. It was an area near you, which is probably why you got it in the first place.  “Let’s go.”, Todoroki said, got up and threw some money on the table to pay for your food.

When you reached the scene it was a building on fire. You approached one of the medics helping out at the scene. “What’s going on here? What can we do?”, you asked. “There are already heroes inside, but there are still hostages being held.”, the nurse said stressfully, “Just try to get them out safely. There’s a villain in there- I don’t know what he wants-” “Alright, thank you!”, you said as the nurse ran off to help some other victims, “Let’s go!”

While Todoroki helped out in trying to put the fire out, you were helping people out of the building. “Not too many people at once!”, you told them, “Five is just enough! Don’t worry, I’ll get all of you down.” You got them down by lifting and sinking rocks, almost like an elevator, which is why they couldn’t all get down at once. With the best of your abilities you tried to focus on helping them, but you could also feel the steps of someone approaching quickly through the vibration in the ground. The only thing you could do was to hope that it was just another hero, or a hostage further in the building that had managed to escape on their own. “Y/H/N, the villain is approaching your area!”, you heard through your earpiece. “Got it!”, you answered. Shit... As you helped the next five people on the hovering rock you put up a stone wall against the door. “The door is barricaded, but I’ll need back-up. I won’t be able to hold it that long.”, you said to your mic. With one hand holding up your barrier and the other one slowly sinking down the five people, your energy was about to reduce faster than normal. Still, there were only three people left after this one so you told yourself to suck it up and finish the job. “Back up is on the way, but please keep the door barricaded!”, the sound from the earpiece startled you a bit, but you kept your balance. “Thank you.”, you answered shortly to keep as much energy as possible. You heard the door open and a familiar man’s voice groan, probably a reaction to your barrier. With a sigh you told everyone to keep quiet, hoping you wouldn’t get caught or that he wouldn’t bother. “Heroes these days... they’re so incapable.”, when you heard the voice say that your entire body froze. It was the man from before. You looked down the building to see that the people down there had gotten off. With as much power you could muster you brought the rock back up. When you turned to tell everyone to get on you were met with the villain smashing through your barrier. You dropped the rock to the ground and hurried to the three people left, creating a new wall around them. It was a wall that you didn’t have to hold up yourself, though you knew it would soon turn into gravel so you had to work quickly. You tried capturing the villains legs by incasing them with stone, but he just broke himself free. Every single attack you tried to stop him with failed, and you were slowly getting more and more tired. All the while you were trying to protect the innocent citizen from this delusional man he was mocking you. “What kind of training are they even putting you through nowadays? It doesn’t seem like it’s working.”, he laughed. You heard the agonizing sound of the wall around the people you were trying to protect crumble to the ground. You fell to your knees out of exhaustion and pure disappointment over the fact that you were uncapable of doing this by yourself, even if you were a rescue worker and not a hero. Out of the corner of your eye you saw a tiny figure. Your head snapped over there, only to see a child who had been in hiding until now. You hadn’t even noticed the fact that there weren’t only three people left. Because of the movement of your head, the villain followed your eyes. In a moment of pure panic you did the only thing you could think of; use the last of your energy to build two stone barriers, one around the child and the other around the other three people. “You’re just gonna leave yourself open for me like this? You do realize that I’ll just kill them after I take you out, right?”, the villain laughed, “You really are useless, aren’t you?” He raised his hand towards you, and as you were expecting the blow something cold appeared right in front of your face. A wall of ice had stopped the villain from giving you one last blow. “You’re alright, Y/N...”, you heard Todoroki whisper, “... come with me, the civillians are gonna be okay. We brought back up, it’s just a matter of time-” You blacked out.

When your eyes fluttered open again you were met with a bright light. It smelled like carbolic acid and a distracting hint of flowers. A slight beeping was heard every second or so. Once you got your vision back and looked around the room you understood that you were in a hospital. The slight smell of flowers came from the boquet on the nightstand next to you, and of course the beeping was from a heart monitor. A nurse came into the room with a relieved look on her face. “Oh, you’re awake!”, she smiled kindly. “Where am I?”, you muttered out. As you tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes you realized you were hooked up to a drip. “You used too much energy and blacked out. Don’t worry, it’s only been a few hours... and you should be ready to head out if you just rest for a bit longer.”, the nurse explained, “You’re recovering quickly, but I recommend you take a few days off work.” As the nurse left the room you thought about what had happened. You weren’t strong enough to take down the villain, and in return those innocent people probably got traumatized. With a deep sigh you put your head in your hands. If it wasn’t for the the fact that Todoroki was with you, you would’ve probably been dead.

When you got back from the hospital you didn’t take those days off that the nurse recommended. Instead you went to work and did paper work. You would’ve gone out on patrol but that was too far according to the agency. On top of that, you had been avoiding Todoroki like the plague. Whenever you looked at him you just felt helpless, and you didn’t want to show your face to him after what had happened. You didn’t want to face him because you thought you were too weak for him.

Sometimes, even though you weren’t allowed to patrol, you’d just take a look at your hero costume. You missed getting to go out, but you had to fully get better before you got to do so.  One time when you were in the changing room for your break, looking at your hero costume, someone opened and closed the door quickly behind them. “You’re back?”, a familiar voice asked. When you looked back to the voice’s owner your face blossomed with different colors of red. Todoroki walked closer to you. “I got back four days ago.”, you muttered out and closed the locker door, ready to walk out of there. “You didn’t think of stopping by my desk? Maybe say ‘hi’?”, Todoroki wasn’t usually this forward, “I was worried about you, you know.” “You shouldn’t have been.”, you sighed, “It’s not like I’m that important to the agency.” When he tried to take a few steps closer you backed up, but was met with the cold material of your locker behind you. “Y/N, what are you talking about?”, the way he said your name so softly made your heart flutter, but you couldn’t give in. “I’m just saying that I’m not as powerful as the rest of you, so I’m not important to-” Todoroki’s hands slammed down on the locker behind you, his hands were right by your head. “Did you ever think that I’d be worried about you for selfish reasons? Or do you think I’m some sort of machine?”, he walked just a bit closer to you and let his forearms lean against the metal behind you, “You don’t think I take what you say to me to heart?” You had never been this close to him before, he could probably hear your heart beating out of your chest. You really didn’t know what happened, you just froze. To think that today would finally lead up to this moment, a day that seemed so normal as if it was any other day. “I talk like that to everybody, Todoroki, I-” “Look me in the eye and tell me it’s the same.”, he said with a low tone. You finally met his gaze, his piercing eyes were almost unbearable but you kept yourself steady. “I can’t...”, you admitted. “So why can’t you believe me when I say that I was worried? I don’t care if you don’t think you’re strong enough to matter. To me you matter, and what you did during that mission was nothing but strong.”, he had calmed down a bit and now talked in a softer voice, “I’d really like for you to see that too.” “Todoroki...” “Please call me Shoto.”, he said. “Shoto...”, you tried the name out, “... Shoto, you matter to me too and hearing that from you means a lot... but could you maybe back up a bit?” At this point you could feel Shoto’s breath against your lips and your face had become increasingly more hot every second. “Right! Sorry...”, Shoto backed away from you, and you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t miss his warmth. “... so you’re saying you... knew that I like you?”, you muttered and he nodded, “And you like me back?” Shoto nodded again, and that tiny motion made your heart burst with fireworks and butterflies and your head was buzzing as if you had just gotten drunk for the first time. “No more mindless flirting?”, he held out his hand to you. “No more mindless flirting.”, you took his hand gently. As soon as you did so he started walking out the door, dragging you with him.  “Wait, where are we going?”, you blurted out. “I’m taking you out for a coffee, so that we can finally have a date.” “You don’t think that could wait?” “No.”

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extra:

“How did you find out that I like you? I mean I act like that around everyone.”, you asked and took another sip from your cup of coffee. “I didn’t know...”, he admitted, “I was talking to the receptionist and she kinda let it slip, actually.” “Are you serious!?”

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LukePalp: Since the ball had first been proposed, he’d been dreading it. And yet, having been Coerced to attend - the event had shifted into something more confusing than unpleasant. Cheeks dusted a rosey-pink, Luke couldn’t help the furtive glances he cast towards the figure across the room. Only a few years his senior, the boy looked more mature, clad in a regal black dress suit. Watching him, the Luke was transfixed, Unaware of the familer dark, hulking form advancing behind him.

This won’t fit in at any point in the future, so we’re doing a mini two-part flashback arc for it, to the time I like to affectionately call “the threesome period”. I’ll resume the main storyline soon.

Previous parts on the masterpost here!

Since the ball had first been proposed, he’d been dreading it. And yet, having been coerced to attend - the event had shifted into something more confusing than unpleasant. Cheeks dusted a rosy pink, Luke couldn’t help the furtive glances he cast towards the figure across the room. Only a few years his senior, the boy looked more mature, clad in a regal black dress suit. Watching him, Luke was transfixed, Unaware of the familiar dark, hulking form advancing behind him.

It was a silly thing, the ball—just a celebration of some military victory from a while back, something that had been in the planning for months, but Luke... as Emperor, was forced to attend. He sat on his throne over the celebrations, marvelling at the fact that so many people were willing to come. Court was full of vipers, their fangs decorated in gold and silver—why, if you had more choice than a fourteen year old emperor, would you willingly subject yourself to that?

He'd already danced with far too many people. His feet were sore, his back aching. His shoes didn't pinch—Nova and Vader had hired only the best cobbler to make them, specifically for this occasion—but no one was meant to be on their feet for that long.

He didn't want to dance with anyone else. He was tired, he wanted to retire to his rooms—Nova had said that to be safe, he should retire at midnight, so he didn't seem to cause offence or slight; it was half past eleven—and he didn't want to dance with anyone else—

Except he did.

Zev and Leia had come to the function, dressed up to the nines; Luke could see Veers a few metres away from Zev, standing stiffly in a grey suit identical to that of the man next to him. General Veers and... Captain Piett, that was it; Nova had shown him holos of everyone invited tonight. Vader had spent quite a while conversing with those two at the beginning of the evening; military matters never ceased, it seemed.

But Zev and Leia looked good, Zev especially. He wanted to go towards them, to be with his friends—

"Whom are you looking at, Majesty?" Vader asked.

Luke started so badly he nearly fell over, and ignored the amused looks some of the older elite gave him; none of them still took him seriously. He was a joke to everyone in the court, the little puppet boy who wore a crown so Vader could pull the strings.

Luke took a deep breath and turned away. "Nothing."

He could still feel the weight of that gaze on him, heavy and calculating. It turned back to where he'd been staring; there was a slight inhale when he clapped eyes on who it must be.

"I see. You," Luke flushed prematurely, "wish to spend time with your friends? No one will begrudge you it."

Luke blinked. "Yes," he said, a little too quickly. The blush still hadn't faded; he felt hot, in this dark blue blazer and the white trousers and puffy shirt he was expected to wear. He felt like a child playing make believe.

"Ah. You have an interest in the princess?" There was no teasing in Vader's voice. There wasn't disapproval either—or, perhaps, maybe there was. Luke wanted to faint on the spot.

Thank all the stars Vader's continued presence had ushered the courtiers surrounding them away. He already really didn't like this. He didn't need rumours and gossip about the Emperor's love life making it worse.

Luke didn't shake his head, or vehemently deny it, but Vader seemed to pick up that that wasn't right anyway. He tilted his helmet back and repeated, "Veers's son, then?"

Luke swallowed and said nothing.

"He is a friend to you. I do not know him, but if he is anything like his father, then he should be a perfectly honourable companion—"

"Please. Stop."

Miraculously, Vader stopped.

"Do you want to ask him to dance?" he said simply.

Luke... nodded. Slowly. His stomach was butterflies, he didn't understand anything, but he did know that he wanted to dance with Zev. A little familiar ground.

"Then go."

Before he knew it, Vader had given him a fierce push and he was propelled through the crowd, until he reached Leia and Zev in their little corner. Leia was resplendent in white, as always, though she had faint pale blue and silver patterning on this gown of hers; Zev was just in his black dress suit, but wore it well.

"Your Majesty," he said, semi-jokingly. Luke relaxed.

"Do either of you want to dance? I can't leave without being rude for another half an hour."

Zev shrugged. "Why do you care about being rude?"

"The courtiers and politicians will gossip."

"So? If that's all they have to do with their lives, so be it. You should focus on more important things than their opinion."

Luke sighed.

Zev... he could really see how he was Veers's son.

"I don't want to deal with even more dirty looks," Luke muttered.

Leia chimed in from where she'd been seized in conversation by her father, "You know—he's right. At the end of the day, they only gossip because you're above them, and that's the only way they can bring you down. You can ignore them and take away all their power."

"I don't—" He didn't want to talk about this. He'd spent his life surrounded by people who judged and found him lacking. He was tired of it. "Never mind, then." No matter what Vader said, no matter what this was with Zev... never mind.

Too many people would be watching. Luke couldn't take that, any sort of relationship with people watching his every move, and Zev didn't deserve to be dragged into it. He'd always felt stifled, but he'd never felt like...

He ignored the weight of Vader's gaze on him from across the room.

No. He had.

He'd felt hope and interest only to be disappointed before.

"Enjoy the ball," he said to them, and made to turn away.

"Wait, Luke"—Zev grabbed his wrist and spun him back around; Luke let himself be spun, hoping the way his breath hitched wasn't too noticeable—"sure, we can dance."

Then Luke was being dragged away.

There was... a faint smile on his face as he was dragged, and General Veers watched them with amusement as they went; that was probably the only reason that the guards stationed around the place to protect Luke didn't step in immediately. (That, and Vader's approval, whatever that stood for.) There was an antechamber beyond the next set of double doors, and a smaller room to the side. It seemed to be a storage room, but was swept free of dust, and empty—all the tables and chairs for the ball were laid out in the ballroom.

"We can dance here," Zev said softly, "if you wanted to."

Luke bowed his head, smiled, but took Zev's upturned hand when he reached it out.

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He Has To Be Joking

"No."

"But-"

"No."

"Dad-"

"No!"

"Draxum-"

"NO!"

Leo let out a loud, drawn out groan of frustration, stimming briefly before storming off to plop down onto his bed. This was the fifth time that day that Leo had attempted to convince his fathers to let him go on a date with his boyfriend, and every time he was met with the same reactions. By this point, Leo was convinced that 'No' was the only word his parents knew, and he whined into his pillow for almost three complete minutes. After his tantrum, Leo grabbed his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he reached April's number.

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ISureHopeItDoes: April?

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Yeah?

ISureHopeItDoes: Could you do me a flavor?

ShawtyIDon'tMind: It depends. What flavor is it?

ISureHopeItDoes: Carnival Hot Dog Day.

ShawtyIDon'tMind: So... you're goin' on a date with that rabbit yokai?

ISureHopeItDoes: Yes, I'm going on a date with Usagi.

ISureHopeItDoes: At least, I'm supposed to.

ISureHopeItDoes: My dads are being stupid and can't say anything other than "No".

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Well you know how they are. Or, at least how Splints is.

ShawtyIDon'tMind: They just want what's best for you.

ISureHopeItDoes: But USAGI is what's best for me!

ISureHopeItDoes: He's nice, and respectful, and he's always making sure to bring me artifacts from his adventures!

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Okay, that's adorable.

ShawtyIDon'tMind: What do you need me to do?

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With a devious smile, Leo explained his plan to April, going into great detail what needed to happen down to the millisecond. Around 7:30 that night, Leo waited for his family to turn on a Lou Jitsu movie before claiming that he received a call from Hueso. Leo was then brushed off and allowed to leave, and he snickered as he snuck out of the sewers, stopping at April's house to carry out the next part of their plan.

"Alright, we've got your suit ready, claws trimmed and done, scales and lashes plucked, and you are doused in the perfect amount of the most recent human cologne that will make your night go smoothly." April's announcement stirred up butterflies in Leo's stomach, and he took a few deep breaths before calling Usagi. A few more minutes passed before Usagi was knocking on April's apartment door, dressed up just as well. "Ooh! Look at you lovebirds! All ready for a romantic date!"

"Ms. O'Neil, I do believe that you are only adding on to Leonardo-san's nervousness." Usagi pointed out jokingly, gesturing to Leo's growing blush. "A silly thing, considering how we've done things that should have destroyed his very knowledge of the word nervous."

"USAGI!" Leo yelped, hiding his face in his hands. Two chuckles came from Usagi and April, slowly but surely cooling Leo's nerves. Three brief goodbyes led Usagi to link his arm with Leo's, silently leading the Slider out of the apartment. Once they were gone, April smiled, feeling proud of her best friend. In an attempt to wind down, April walked into her room, lying back on her bed and humming when she noticed that Splinter and Draxum had been texting her since Leo arrived at her house.

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BoogieWoogieWoogie: April? Is Leonardo with you right now?

BoogieWoogieWoogie: April?

BoogieWoogieWoogie: April!

DoILookLike?!: O'Neil! Answer us this instant!

BoogieWoogieWoogie: April! Tell us where our son is!

BoogieWoogieWoogie: April! Watashitachi no musuko wa dokodesu ka?!

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Geez Splints! Calm down!

ShawtyIDon'tMind: You act like you think Leo is committing a crime!

DoILookLike?!: If he is out on a date with than vermin Ronin, then he IS committing a crime!

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Oy vey. You two are hopeless.

ShawtyIDon'tMind: I mean, seriously? Your son is in love! Shouldn't you be supporting him?

BoogieWoogieWoogie: It is not that I don't support my little boy, April, as I am incredibly proud of him for finding love despite our situation.

BoogieWoogieWoogie: What I DO NOT SUPPORT is the fact that my son is in love with a RONIN!

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Really Splints? What is this, Fuedal Japan? Just because Usagi is a Samurai doesn't mean you should hate him.

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Plus, since when do YOU of all "people" care about this kind of stuff? You spent a majority of your life being a movie star and ignoring your family's heritage and stories.

BoogieWoogieWoogie: Trust me, April. There are many things that have stayed in my mind that you will never wish to know.

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Spooky. But, still, Leo is out enjoying himself and being treated like the queen he is. Can you at least TRY to act like a decent father?

DoILookLike?!: . . .

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Right. Father(s).

BoogieWoogieWoogie: Very well. We will not do anything to make ourselves known.

ShawtyIDon'tMind: Nor will you do anything to ruin their date?

BoogieWoogieWoogie: You have our word.

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"You know, Jitsu, I never thought about you as the type of parent who would lie to your offspring in such a way."

 Splinter scoffed, shifting on his feet as he sat in wait with Draxum in Run-of-the-Mill. According to their sources- Hueso -Leo had made reservations at the restaurant for a personal spaghetti dinner. When asked why this was allowed, Hueso responded by admitting that he couldn't deny Leo the ability to be happy. Hueso then proceeded to claim that this was the happiest he had ever heard Leo, and Hueso also stated that he was surprised that Splinter and Draxum weren't as accepting. In response, Splinter simply spat out that his approval of Leo's relationship was none of Hueso's business, and Draxum would be lying if he said his interest in Splinter didn't pique after the statement.

"My family may not be the most serious family in the world, and I may not be the best father in terms of raising them, but if there is one thing that they should always rely on me for, it is my ability to do everything I can to keep them safe and do what's best for them." Splinter looked at Draxum with a dark, stone cold glare. "Even if it means hurting them in the process."

Draxum kept a straight face, nodding in understanding. Five minutes later, Leo and Usagi appeared at the restaurant, being sat down at their own personal table a couple tables in front of Splinter and Draxum. The first hour of the dinner consisted of Leo and Usagi talking about their weeks whilst being treated to free appetizers, courtesy of Hueso himself, who- for some reason -couldn't help but spoil the Slider, despite the trouble that he usually brought with him. Half an hour later, Usagi started to order small portions of the most expensive looking meals on the menu, spoon feeding Leo to the point where the turtle could only blush with every new dish. Another half hour was spent between the two allowing time for the food to digest, laughing and finishing up a conversation before Usagi ordered one large plate of spaghetti. Along with the food came a small band, serenading the two suddenly. Leo squealed, burying his face in Usagi's neck.

"You are so terrible and amazing at the same time!" Leo shouted, the smile in his voice evident. "How do you do it?!"

"It is simply a power of mine, Leonardo-san." Usagi replied, running a thumb along Leo's cheek. Leo giggled at the touch, leading Usagi to chuckle, somewhat surprised by Leo's somewhat out of character response. "Are you alright, my love?"

Leo gasped aloud, pushing Usagi back quickly and taking a deep breath. An apology was given before Leo grabbed a fork, twirling a bit of spaghetti on the fork and taking the first bite of the meal. Usagi mimicked the action, both males taking a look around the restaurant as they ate. All the while, Splinter had nearly broken Draxum's hand with every passing second, clearly pissed off by the way Usagi was spoiling Leo.

Halfway into the song being sung, Leo and Usagi found themselves chewing on the same noodle, looking each other in the eye and smiling widely. Of course, being the teenagers they were, Leo and Usagi continued chewing on the noodle, leaning closer and closer at a fast pace. Before they could kiss, however, Splinter raced in between the two, slicing the noodle in half with a kunai. This was enough to shock Leo into being sick, and he raced into the bathroom, just barely being able to reach a toilet before vomiting violently. Meanwhile, Usagi was staring at Splinter with wide eyes, flying backwards as a Shuriken was thrust against his neck, just barely going through Usagi's fur.

"I don't know what you think you're doing, but if I ever find you trying to court my son like this again, I will not hesitate to skin you and leave you to die a horrific and painful death." Splinter warned, ears swiveling back at the sound of the bathroom door opening slowly. When he looked back, Splinter caught sight of Draxum helping Leo out of the bathroom, staying silent throughout the ordeal.

"Dad! Are you... ugh... are you... oh geez... serious?!" Leo asked slowly, swaying and groaning as he kept a tight hold on his stomach. "This is why... I can't believe you...! Ohmigosh. Draxum, take me back to the bathroom. TAKE ME BACK TO THE BATHROOM!"

"Oh, my poor love. I had a feeling he might have eaten too much." Usagi sighed, ears perking as Splinter took a step back. "Splinter-san? Is something the matter?"

"Anata wa hontōni watashi no musuko o ki ni shimasu ka?" Splinter asked lowly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Hai, watashi wa totemo ki ni shimasu." Usagi confirmed, standing up and bowing respectfully. "Watashi wa Reonarudo o yorokoba seru tame ni nandemo shimasu. Kare no shiawase to anzen o kakuho suru tame."

Splinter huffed, stroking his beard for a short while before bowing as well. "Very well. You clearly make him happy, and I trust that you, as a Samurai, would make sure that no harm comes to him."

"Why, Splinter-san, I am honored to-"

"However, that does not mean that I completely trust you at this point. Thus meaning that there will be plenty of ground rules." Splinter then stood up on a table, towering over Usagi to make his rules more intimidating. "To start off, you will never take my son out anywhere outside of our home. Secondly, you will stay within three feet of our family's eyesight at all times when you are with him. Thirdly, there is absolutely no. Fucking. Way. That you will ever be alone with my son in his room until/if I decide you will be allowed to marry him. On the topic of marriage, you two will date until Leonardo is of legal age plus three years, and if neither of you shows signs of infidelity, you may marry; though on one condition: You will not be able to consummate the marriage until four years of being married. If I find out that any sort of intercourse has happened between you two, I will immediately make sure that Donatello creates a security system that will go off on and kill you before you get even five feet away from our home. Lastly, you will have five hours a day to spend with Leonardo. Is all of this clear?"

With a heavy, somehow noticeable blush, Usagi nodded, his fur standing on end. Splinter grunted in approval, immediately ordering Usagi to leave afterwards. Once the rabbit was gone, Leo stormed into the restaurant once more, finally having gotten over his brief sickness. Before Leo could say anything, Splinter went over the rules he had set for Usagi, leaving no time in between each one for Leo to object to. By the time Splinter was done, Leo was cherry red, agreeing to every rule without looking at either of his fathers. No words were spoken as Leo raced out of the restaurant, leaving Splinter and Draxum to apologize to Hueso for the troubles, whom had been watching the entire thing. A look of great confusion was on Hueso's face, and he grabbed the two fathers' attention before asking a question in the most serious manner he ever had.

"Not counting the four years until his legal age, you are going to force Leonardo to wait seven years before he can have sex?"

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Is it bad that I view Hueso as the kind of guy who pretends to be annoyed by Leo, only to be ready to get that queen treated on the house the minute Leo's in love?

Translations:

Watashitachi no musuko wa dokodesu ka?!: Where is my son?!

Anata wa hontōni watashi no musuko o ki ni shimasu ka?: Do you truly care about my son?

Hai, watashi wa totemo ki ni shimasu.: Yes, I care very much.

Watashi wa Reonarudo o yorokoba seru tame ni nandemo shimasu. Kare no shiawase to anzen o kakuho suru tame.: I do everything to please Leonardo. To ensure his happiness and security.

#RotTMNT #Rise of the TMNT #Baron Draxum #Splinter #Miyamoto Usagi #Leonardo #Señor Hueso #Mhm #That's What He Said Hueso #I Used Google Translate BTW #Sorry For Any Grammatical Errors

[skyler-bane]

I. Leaving

Up went the sun. All the trees, sidewalks, and cars’ roofs seemed even brighter, still glistening with yesterday’s rain. Another warm morning in New York has just welcomed the residents. But would it be absolutely normal for everyone? Would an undisturbed daily routine be meant for everyone today?

 The walls turned painfully white as the first sunrays peered through the window – now one could also notice how empty they looked; no pictures or photographs, but minimalistic interiors had been pretty common for such a long time it wouldn’t make anyone question the owner’s taste. A large sofa had been waiting for so long to welcome any guests if they ever visited this place, there was a desk, along with some blue rug that looked exceptionally soft. A few shelves with books and CDs on them. Nothing more. No item found on the desk looked strange either and yet, it still didn’t seem to belong to a regular citizen, somehow. If one wanted to know why this room looked rather out of ordinary, the answer could be a couple of weird devices nobody but their owner knew what they were for.

And there he was; having fallen asleep so gracefully, with his cheek pressed against the keyboard, Skyler Bane had proudly managed to get his 4-or-so hours of sleep. Feeling how bad his back hurt, he let out a sigh and tried to make his position a bit more comfortable, slowly getting used to the brightness too. “Well, haven’t you mastered this trick…”, he muttered, blinking fast – still too much sun. But coffee wasn’t going to make itself and magically appear on the desk with a lovely “Drink Me” label… At least Skyler’s last commission wasn’t going to bother him anymore and could be classified as finished, a few days before the deadline. This should bring that… low quality sleep to an end, and hopefully the whites of Skyler’s eyes, along with his transparent and disturbingly grayish tone of skin would stop screaming ‘workaholic’. He finally managed to raise himself from the chair and head straight to the kitchen, where he looked outside the window. New York, how could these all people be so awake, smiling, and full of energy?

Skyler had moved to New York so many years ago, he couldn’t even imagine living in any other city now and every single time he actually tried to envision this move, that imaginary city looked… just like NYC. And 'moved'…? No, not really. He’d been brought to this city by his parents, straight from London where he’d spent his first 6 years of life. Not long enough for any strong bonds or friendships to be missed once they crossed the Manhattan Bridge, yet long enough to say his situation was rather difficult and… unappealing. No child would like to find themselves so far from their parents after all, not even with the loveliest grandparents as their new companions and guardians. New York was where Skyler had come to terms with what his parents had done to him, where his grandparents had managed to show him that the world wasn’t as rotten as it seemed to the little boy. But the reason he’d decided to stay in the city wasn’t as romantic as one would think. He’d simply gotten used to NYC, not bothered by his hopeless attempts at looking for some other place to live in. The message about his parents’ fatal accident and how he could move to their newly bought apartment in London - it all sounded like a joke, but sure Skyler could find some finesse in it. And he was going to move there without batting an eye as if they’d owed him much more than that. Which they certainly had. This one thought kept him going, this one thought reassured him that London was a good idea.

 A loud beep coming from his coffee machine announced that his drink was ready. It should wake him up, along with a hot shower, breakfast, and...- Another loud noise came from his front door this time. Someone was at the door and Skyler already hated them for coming this early, even though he was the one who had turned his phone off and made it impossible for others to contact him. He opened the door energetically as if he wanted to convince himself that he didn't need coffee to function properly. All his hatred was gone when he saw who his unexpected guest was.

"Hey, I brought your games! Sorry I didn't come yesterday, they called my mom and told her I failed that stupid test, so she got mad. I told her it wasn't because of the games or anything like that, but she never listens..." 

Ah, this boy. The list of people Skyler would miss wasn't long, his number one was Max, his neighbor. He was sixteen and lived with his mother and grandmother. Both of them weren't sure if Skyler could be considered a good company for Max, but his grandmother remembered Christine, Skyler's grandmother, and how wonderful a person she was, so eventually, they decided that as long as Max didn't start skipping school or using swear words, the two could hang out together. 

"It's okay, come in. D'you want somethin' to drink?"

"Yeah, some juice maybe? Thanks!"

Max came in and put the games on the table. A little bit too late for Bane to hide his bags and a few large boxes? Definitely. The man mouthed 'fuck' and hid his face behind the palms of his hands, so he could add a soundless, yet angry 'you stupid fuck' too. There was no way he could just disappear without saying a word now and he knew that well, he just had no clue how he was going to do that. Hey, I’m leaving and won’t be coming back. How was your day? 

Skyler handed the boy a glass of orange juice and grabbed his coffee too, leaning against the window sill in the kitchen. He took a sip of coffee and furrowed his brows.

"Why did you use 'fail' and 'test' in one sentence, though?"

"The questions were dumb! I couldn't understand them, nobody could," replied Max, sounding very disappointed. "I wasn't even the only one who didn't pass! The whole class, except for Josh of course, but it didn't convince my mom. She always says: 'if Josh gets good grades, then so could you'." 

Bane chuckled, ignoring Max's little protest that there was nothing funny about that. "Fuck Josh, he won't get any smarter if he's the only kid who understands dumb questions, yeah?" Max liked this part much more. He grinned at the man, as he drank his orange juice, and promised himself that he would use it next time his mom gets mad at his grades. "Don't worry about it, your grades aren't some kind of a mirror where you can see how smart you are. They're nothin' more than some simplified system and once you've finished school..." Skyler shrugged his shoulders and added; "At a job interview they never ask if you were an A student."

"Exactly! That’s what I tell myself but-"

"But you have to study, comprenez vous? Or your mom's gonna kill me, not you," he said, raising a brow even though he wasn't expecting an answer. And now the hardest part... Skyler inhaled deeply, told himself that he had to tell Max about his decision, then looked at the boy. "I’m leavin’. I'm goin' to London soon, I have to be sure you'll be ok, y'know?", then pointed at the boxes and the bags. “I know you’re probably disappointed and that’s not what you expected from me, but I just have to go. Start anew.”

Max opened his eyes wider, desperately looking for any signs that would let him believe his friend was joking. No, there weren't any, even the tone of his voice sounded completely different, unlike Skyler. He was going to leave him here. No more games, no more movies... No more silly adventures to keep secret from mom and grandma. Max hadn't felt that lonely in a long time; how else could one feel if their best friend told them something like this? "You're not coming back," he said flatly, avoiding Skyler's gaze for a moment. 

"Not really. I’ve got my stupid reasons... But I will visit you from time to time." 

"Is Aria one of the reasons?"

Some of the coffee he drank went down the wrong way and Skyler started coughing, which probably was the worst possible way of saying 'no'. "I know I said 'stupid reasons' but that's not what I meant," he said in a hoarse voice and cleared his throat once again.

"Ok, ok...- Is she going too, then?" 

"I don't care 'bout her and you shouldn't tell her anything in case she comes here. She stays in New York and I'm more than ok with that. Don't-"

"-talk to her, I know..." Max paused, giving himself a moment to ponder on his friend's words. He couldn’t just turn on his heel and leave, forget about their friendship. Skyler had helped him so many times and the last thing Max wanted was sound ungrateful. "If you have to... Come on, I'd be a shitty friend if I stopped talking to you or left without saying goodbye, right?"

"All I can say is that it'd be my style," he replied with a light chuckle. "Actually, that was my plan until you came here."

Max knew he wasn't joking but still managed to laugh at his confession. The fact that he eventually told him mattered most. 

"And now I better take a shower and get ready to... take care of... this and that." Max didn't have to know all the details about his terribly badly chosen role model - 'computer programmer'. Yeah, sure. 

"Sure," he replied with a small smile. Now he was sure that Skyler wasn't going to leave unexpectedly. 

"Max? Y'know what, I think you should take the games. I'll be far too busy to play them," he said, raising a brow. Skyler watched as the boy quickly went back to the table where he'd left the games and smiled to himself. He knew that it was probably the best apology he could come up with.

"Too bad I'll only get better at them." Max placed one hand on the doorknob and turned to Skyler, adding half-jokingly, "And you said you didn't like losing, Bane?", before he closed the door behind him.

Skyler finished his coffee in silence and headed to the bathroom. He really needed some time to think and as the kind of person whose brain worked much better in the shower, he really needed one right now. There were some things he needed to get done before he left New York, things that didn't necessarily sound pleasant, and he didn't have much time either.

#sp:skyler #leaving:part I

[daydreams-and-shortattentionspan]

Run For Your Money

A/N: I know I was supposed to post this last week, I just didn’t know what exact to write. I’m so sorry. But imma make it up to y’all.

Pairings: Tony Stark x (Y/N) Rhodes (platonic friendship), James Rhodes x Black Reader (Siblings)

Warnings: Cursing(?), Unwanted Touching

Words: 1.5k

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“Ugh if I look at another word on this screen I think my eyeballs are gonna fall out,” you said in mock despair. Hoping to get some type of reaction you turn around and find Tony still in his own little world working on yet another project. You groan loudly with actual despair; you had been using the archives -that would be at the library in physical form, but are all at your fingertips thanks to Tony having basically everything ever written in digital form- for hours to write your thesis for your masters and honestly a sweet, slow painful death would have been more fun than writing this damned thing. Tony allowed you to use whatever you needed and you could have easily gone to the living room to write all this but you had told him you’d much rather sit in his lab with him because you liked the company and you secretly enjoyed his taste in music. Thus your current predicament of tired eyes, aching back, and now growling stomach.

“Tony,” you called hoping to get his attention, to no avail; you get nothing in response.

“Tony!” you yelled a little louder. ‘He’s gotta be able to hear that’ you thought. Yet again… No response, grabbing your pen from the small desk behind you and flinging it at him and successfully hitting him in the head, he looks at the ceiling in confusion.

“Is there a leak?” he had questioned still staring at the ceiling and rubbing the back of his head.

“No you idiot, it was me. I’m hungry,” you said dryly. He said nothing at first, he looked to be thinking,“Burgers?” he had simply asked pointing the screw driver he was holding at you.

“Pizza.” you answered.

“Delivery?” he had asked starting to ask JARVIS to get food delivered.

“No!” you had groaned,“I need fresh air and so do you.”

He opened his mouth to deny it, before he could start you cut him off,“When was the last time you were outside and there wasn’t something threatening our planet?” Your question caused him to immediately close his mouth, you smirked knowingly, starting to put your shoes - that you had kicked off at some point to get comfortable and focus more- on.

“C’mon, I know a good spot not that far from here.” you said as you stood.

“I guess I could get some ‘fresh air’,” he said while using air quotes,” not like that exists in New York,” He had murmured that last part but you had heard; you rolled your eyes playfully,“JARVIS needs this new update I just finished.”

Jarvis replied instantly “Thank you, Sir.”

“Yeah, take the night off buddy.” He replied nonchalantly.

“See? This is a sign for you to get your ass out of here for a while,” you had playfully teased him and began your trek up the stairs and to the elevators; Tony close behind you, grabbing whatever shoes were near the elevator doors slipping them on with no socks. ‘White people,’ you had thought, rolling your eyes playfully.

“I know, right?” he mocked in fake disgust, genuine smile plastered on his face, indicating you did not say that in your head. It was good to see him actually happy after all the things he’d been through recently. It was like he was a danger magnet. While you were lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice the zip up hoodie he was throwing your way and that had landed on your face. Taking it off in confusion you glanced at the window behind you and noticed that it was dark outside. Raising your eyebrows in confusion, you graciously put the jacket on knowing it would be cold out there. As soon as you slipped your arm in the final sleeve, the elevator dinged; indicating the it had arrived and you both stepped inside.

“So how’s the thesis going Mini Rhodey?” he asked while pressed the button commanding the elevator to head towards the ground floor thus beginning your descent.

“Ugh I don’t even wanna talk about that right now. And don’t call me that, I hate that nickname,” you groaned feigning mock despair again.

“What? Why? Rhodey loves that nickname!”

“Yeah because he’s older! And only by a couple years!”

“And?”

“And it makes him sound like my dad.” you replied in mock disgust.

“Or you’re being dramatic.”

“Aren’t I always?” you replied striking a silly pose. The elevator dinged once again and the doors opened immediately. You both stepped out and made your way out the building; Tony pulling on his hood to avoid any questions about the Avengers or Iron Man by anyone waiting outside the building. Successfully dodging that non-existent bullet, you began your quest for food.

“How’s Pepper?” You had asked trying to make the trip shorter by filling it with conversation and life updates.

“She’s good, running a huge company rather successfully,” he replied, full of pride over her.

“Mhmm, like some I know should have been doing,” you replied boldly, only playing around and bringing his ego down only slightly. He faked a painful expression while holding his heart.

“Ouch (Y/N), just ouch,” he said, you simply shrugged and raised your hands in fake surrender.

“Where is this place any way?” he said looking at his surroundings in wonder, like he had never seen this place before walking slowly.

“We are literally right around the corner, and it’s faster and cheaper than getting delivery, rich boy.” you replied grabbing his hand and practically dragging him to the restaurant.

Just as you said, about ten more minutes of walking and you had arrived at Joe’s Pizza. You two had entered the establishment and began to get warm from all the people inside. You had told Tony to find a place for you two to sit while you got the food. Quickly grabbing your food and drinks, you found your way to Tony and began to chow down.

“So you wanna talk about that masters yet?” he had asked in between bites of his pizza. You sighed and simply shook your head, mouth full of food.

“You’re gonna have to talk about it at some point.”

“Yeah I know,”sighing sadly again,” It’s just so nerve wracking and I need a distraction from it before I die of stress,” you said, semi-jokingly to hide your stress; picking at a piece of cheese off the side of your pizza. Tony had looked at you with sad and understanding eyes.

“Well,” you looked up at him,” This is the most delicious distraction I’ve had,” he said before taking a comically huge bite of his pizza, stuffing his face. You chuckled at his successful attempt at making you feel better.

You both stayed there a few minutes longer after having finished. Joking about anything and everything you possibly could, holding your stomach from laughing so hard. This is exactly what you needed; you felt refreshed and ready to head back to more hours of sitting on your ass and reading millions of words. You both felt it was time to head back so you grabbed your belongings and trash and made your way back.

You were so close to the building, finally opening up about what your thesis was about; totally lost in the conversation, when you suddenly felt a hand swat your ass, stopping you completely. Swinging around you saw a man looking at you with an evil like in his eyes and a disgusting smirk plastered on his face, almost looking proud of what he had done.

“What?” Tony had asked looking back.

“That dick just smacked my ass!” you had replied angrily.

“Hey asshole!” he had stopped and turned completely around at the sound of Tony’s voice. Smirk still in place, he slowly started making his way back to where you and Tony stood on the busy sidewalk.

“I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but you better apologize before you get your ass handed to you,”yo said, trying to hold back the rage burning in your chest.

“And who’s gonna hand it to me?” the man replied smugly.

“Me,” Tony said, taking off his hoodie. You looked at him in confusion, wondering how the hell he was gonna fight this huge Vin Diesel wannabe with his own strength or without his suit seeing as JARVIS was most likely still updating.

“Oh yeah Iron Man? Bring it then,” almost immediately, Tony punched the man square in the jaw, taking him by surprise. Making the man angry, he charged toward Tony and punched him in the nose, causing Tony to fall flat on his ass. The big man laughed in victory, angering you further, causing you to walk up to him and punch him right in his stomach causing him to double over in pain. You grabbed the back of his head and bashed it against your knee. He howled in pain. You stepped back trying to see what his next move was. He stood, face cover in blood, he had started to make his way over to you somewhat stumbling. You dropped and swept your leg beneath him knocking the man over swiftly onto his back. You stepped over his body and punched the man directly in the nose with all the strength, knocking the man unconscious surely from the unbearable pain. You adjusted the hoodie and turned too see Tony -eyes wide and mouth agape- looking like a fish out of water. You extended your hand to help him up, he took it slowly getting up; still looking at you in awe. You ignored the crowd that had surrounded you that you figured at some point wanted to see the spectacle but you hadn’t noticed. You pushed your way through, Tony close behind still stunned from the events that had just occurred. You both walked into the building and directly into the elevator that was waiting for you.

“How the hell did you do that??” he questioned you immediately.

“Boy, do you not know who my brother is? Do you not know I train with Nat some weekends?” you replied nonchalantly.

“Well,” he said, eyebrows raised,”you’re about to give Romanoff and Rhodey a run for their money.”

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[spaceshipkat]

Hi kat sorry for bothering you but do you think it's possible for unattractive women to find love? like I'm 25 and while i've been kissed/been on dates, i've never had a real relationship, all my crushes have been unrequited and my worst shame is that I'm still a virgin. I truly believe that it's all because of the way I look. I have thin brown hair and a widow's peak, acne scars and am overweight by about twenty pounds. Every new years I feel the same existential dread bc I know 1/2

I'm going to have to suffer another year of being horribly single. I hate looking at myself in the mirror and I constantly feel jealous of any pretty girl I see. All my friends are conventionally attractive and have boyfriends/fiances and my family always jokes about my singleness/how I'm the "ugly duckling". I have a really good life otherwise and I know I'm ungrateful, but I really want romantic love and to be seen as pretty, even by one person. Am I stupid and shallow? 2/2

hi anon! first, i’m so glad my blog is a safe place for you 💖 it’s taken me a couple days to get to this bc i wanted to make sure i had enough headspace to give you a good answer, but i’ve been thinking of you since your ask first came in! (i always read asks the moment i notice i’ve received one, though it can take me a little while to get to them.) and it’s not a bother at all 💖 like i said, i’m glad my blog is a safe place for you, and that i can be here for a booster. 

so lemme start with the idea of virginity: remember that it’s a societal construct, one in which people are shamed for still being a virgin and shamed for not being a virgin, but there’s absolutely nothing wrong with having sex and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with not having sex. it’s unfair that society makes us feel like failures either way, but it only does so in order to continue to control us and our actions. having sex doesn’t make you better or worse, nor does it mean you’re missing out on something simply bc you haven’t had sex yet. there’s so much more to life than just that, and it’s why i’ve been focusing so much on setting up my life the past few years over being in a relationship: to me, it’s more important to figure myself out, to make a future i’m happy for, than to try to fit into a box that society demands of me or to rush into something i’m not ready for. 

it’s certainly not easy, i’m not going to lie: most of the people i went to high school with are now engaged, married, or have children, while i’m still living at home to save for grad school and to focus on my writing. i’ve often said that age 25 would be the age i’d be okay with getting married, and although i’m now 25 i’m still single but i’m glad i didn’t rush into anything bc i would not have been in the right headspace. i needed to give myself time to grow up, to find a way to balance my mental health with my career goals. i often tell my brother, who’s 28, that it’s good he’s still single (he wanted to be married with a couple kids by now) bc he wouldn’t have been in the right headspace for starting a family in his early- to mid-20s. i keep reminding him that it’s unfair society demands 20-somethings have their lives figured out when we’ve only been alive for two decades. there’s so much to learn and experience, so don’t put a deadline on it. 

anyway, to get back on track, you’re not stupid and shallow at all for wanting someone to look at you the way you hope. but i think it’s also important that we accept ourselves first. i’ve noticed that as i’ve gotten older i’ve begun to have fewer fucks to give over my appearance. i just got tired of feeling badly about myself, of not finding confidence in myself no matter the flaws i see on my person (flaws that, by and large, aren’t seen by anyone else bc people don’t look at us for flaws--well, people who are worth knowing don’t!), and i’ve noticed that the confidence i feel translates to an aura that’s inviting (as my little sister would say) and draws people to you. it can be difficult to do so when you’re not happy with your appearance, but you can still be confident, still dress the way you like, the way that makes you feel good about yourself, and roll back your shoulders, raise your chin, and be confident. when i was younger, i was often self-conscious about how i liked to dress, but now i’m happy in it, find confidence with my eyeliner (which i jokingly call my battle armor), and continue to get my undercut buzzed bc i like how it looks, like how it makes me look and feel. 

i’m not sure if you saw it, but Charlize Theron was talking about how she adopted the “Queen” style of confidence when she was acting in Snow White and the Huntsman: she stood tall and rolled back her shoulders, thought “murder,” and walked. here’s a vid, if you wanna see :) and i think that holds true for just everyday life. find that confidence and use it, and you’ll find that people will be drawn to you, merely bc you exude a personality, a behavior, that’s intriguing. i often find that being body positive on here, the fact that i can help people see beyond what society force-feeds us, does wonders, too, in my confidence and outlook on myself. you offer positivity and you’ll receive positivity in return, bc you reap what you sow. 

so to try to conclude this ramble, try not to look at the new year in the viewpoint of “i’ll remain single forever” (this is hard to do, believe me! it’s been a while since i’ve dated anyone and i worry i’ll never find The One, but i’m also aware that where i live is hardly a well of opportunities. that’s why i find it important to look around, to travel, to find out who else exists in other parts of the country and even the world, to not limit myself to where i happen to live, to never settle) but “i may be single now, but it will happen when i’m ready”. you give out positivity, you put a bit more confidence in your outlook on the upcoming year and what you hope to achieve in it, and that positivity will, day by day, little by little, help you to roll back your shoulders, raise your chin, and walk confidently while thinking “murder.” 

i tell myself and my brother all the time that it is never good to settle. don’t settle for something bc you worry nothing better will come your way. as i often say, i would rather remain single than be in a relationship that doesn’t fulfill me, that doesn’t have the makeup of epic love stories we see in fiction, that doesn’t make me realize this is what i’ve been waiting for my whole life and how could i have been so silly as to think it would never come to me. there’s nothing wrong with waiting for the best life has to offer, even if society judges us for doing so. 

and to society i say:

i hope i’ve helped! i believe in you, and i know good things will come your way 💖

#ask #anonymous #long post #body positivity #romance #romance advice #relationship advice #positivity #on the matter of love #friendly reminder #i'm not sure what else to tag #ask to tag #please lemme know if there's anymore i should add! #kat rambles #sex positivity

[tbr-agency]

help offered.

summary ⟶ Got7 didn’t know that they will be back living in a dorm together. 

timeline ⟶ February 2018

characters : The Bloody Roses, Got7

❝ As you can see, I can handle it. ❞

"Thank you, everyone, for coming!"

"We will see you again next time!"

Got7 bowed towards the fans, as the fans were escorted out of the fan sign event.

The 7 girls who were standing near the exit door, started to help the staff to escort the fans out.

As they were exiting, there were compliments and questions asking who they are.

Their visuals were at the same level as Got7. 

Even Got7 themselves were surprised to hear their fans asking who were the 7 girls and of course they had to be frank that they are their personal bodyguard, no more than that.

"I think that was the last fan," informed Eunhee as she came back from the main entrance. 

Chaeun looked towards the front stage to see the boys basically packing up.

"So, what is our next schedule after sending them back to their apartments?" Yeonji questioned and Ahrin looks at her phone, as she frowns.

The 6 girls look at their troubled looking leader, making Haejin raise an eyebrow while scooting near Ahrin.

She reads the message as she tilted her head, looking towards where Got7 is. 

Obviously, the look given by Haejin got the members confused because Haejin was confused too.

"While Ahrin is confirming with them, I'll ask them," mumbled Haejin, as she made her way towards the front stage, going up the stairs.

Bambam saw the girl. 

"Oh! We have another fan!" Bambam exclaimed jokingly, and the 7 guys looked towards Haejin with a surprising look.

Haejin looked at Bambam with a straight face, shaking her head a little. Bambam pouted as he continued packing his stuff.

Haejin then looked towards Jaebeom.

"Jb, did anyone in the company informed you anything regarding your living condition?" asked Haejin, and Jaebeom tilted his head in confusion.

"No.. Not that the company didn't care..." stated Jaebeom and Haejin frowns deeply, already caught the attention of the other guys.

"Ahrin-ah! They were not informed!" Haejin shouted across the hall, and from far, she could see Ahrin's face changes. She knew the leader was pissed off.

"Oh-oh." Haejin mumbled and Jaebeom looked towards where Haejin was looking. Ahrin was frowning deeply, as she quickly exited the hallway.

"Where is she going?" Mark questioned and Haejin sighs. "To see your executives of course," Haejin mumbled as she shakes her head.

"She looks mad," said Yugyeom innocently.

"She is mad, silly. Furious." Nara voiced out, as she suddenly came while handing out Bambam's personal bag.

The situation got cold, as it brought up to the staff's attention and the girls decided to join Haejin on the stage.

"Why is she mad?" One of the staff asked.

"Because the executives are being an irresponsible mother—

"Yeonji. Language." Chaeun looks at Yeonji with a stern look, as Yeonji sighs heavily.

"To put it in a nice way, the executives just informed us about your next schedule. This type of arrangement, like moving out of your apartments to living into a dorm should be announced hours ago so that the schedules can be fixed properly," explained Hyunji who were on the ground level, looking disappointed.

"Well, that's our company," said Jinyoung sarcastically.

"It's nearly midnight everyone. Let's clean up. Girls, you know what's the plan. Let's hurry." Haejin said while dangling her phone, indicating everything is stated on the group chat and without wasting a second, the girls helped each one of the boys.

Instead of worrying about himself, Mark was worried about Ahrin. 

He looks up to her even more. Ahrin really showed leadership skills and she really cares for the people that she is guarding.

"Hello." Nara greeted with a small smile, as well as Hyunji who handed him a bag. Mark noticed their gestures as he gave out a tired smile.

"Ahrin will be meeting us back at your dorm, so don't worry," said Nara while also helping Bambam packing his stuff.

Mark nodded as he proceeds on putting the fan gifts to a bag.

"I think we can carry that," Jinyoung said while trying to take a bag full of fan gifts from Eunhee's hand.

"As you can see, I can handle it," Eunhee replied while showing Jinyoung.

"I don't think so," Jaebeom added, earning a slight glare from both Haejin and Eunhee.

"Are you looking down on us?" Chaeun joked while helping Jackson stuffing a few of his Squirtle toys.

"Maybe," mumbled Jinyoung and Bambam looks at them with awe seeing Haejin and Eunhee walking away with 2 bags on their hands.

The boys had their eyes widen, and they were amazed by how strong they were.

Jaebeom and Jinyoung looked towards each other as they hurriedly grabbed their personal belongings, waving at the others, as they run towards the 2 girls.

"Mark hyung, you will be following me and Yugyeom." said Bambam while carrying his personal stuff. Without even asking Mark's permission, Hyunji took Mark's bag swiftly as she ran towards the exit.

Mark looks at Bambam with enlarging eyes, but Bambam didn't even look bothered.

"Hyung, we saw a lot more. These girls are no joke, believe me," said Yugyeom as they walk side by side.

"Nara-ah! Don't forget our gym cage date!" yelled Chaeun at the back as Nara turned behind, earning a nod from her.

"Gym cage date?!" Jackson repeated, earning a chuckle from Chaeun.

"Yes! We're supposed to be training now but I guess we have a last-minute plan," said Chaeun with an amused look.

"You don't have to come with—

"Chaeun and I are going after we have settled everything in the dorm, Jackson. Don't worry. So c'mon!" exclaimed Nara with a smile, and Jackson hurriedly follows her behind.

"Oh! Ahrin is here!" pointed Haejin.

"Why do we have to move in?" asked Jaebeom.

"I don't think it's safe for you guys to be alone, I mean although some of you guys have roommates," Eunhee replied, looking back at the 2 guys behind.

"And we don't want your roommates to be in danger too," Haejin said while looking towards Jaebeom through the rear-view mirror.

Jaebeom was impressed with Haejin. Being the second oldest, she took charge when the leader is gone. He could differentiate both Haejin and Ahrin's leadership skills.

Haejin turned serious situations to fun and jokes, the good thing is she knows when is the right timing to make a joke.

Jaebeom knew that he was being very awkward with her, and he knows that Haejin knew about his awkwardness, and she didn't stop talking to him.

"C'mon." Haejin got out of the car as she took Jaebeom's bags on her arms, then walking towards Ahrin.

"What happened?" Haejin asked with a concerned look, and Ahrin showed her the key to Got7's dorm.

"Did you shout at them?" Eunhee questioned as she appeared behind Haejin, and Ahrin smiled a little.

"I didn't... Looking at their horrified faces, I kind of cool down," said Ahrin while helping Eunhee to carry the bags.

"Can we go up first?" said Haejin while trying to carry the bags. Jaebeom saw her struggling as he snatched one of the bags.

"It's heavy. And you help me enough already." Jaebeom stated simply before walking ahead, leaving behind the embarrassed Haejin.

The 5 of them went inside the elevator, then reached towards Got7's dorm level. Jaebeom and Jinyoung decided to lead first.

"I think I'll unlock the door, just in case," Ahrin said, but before she puts the key in, she lifts up her shirt to see a gun.

Jaebeom and Jinyoung's eyes widen, as Ahrin unlocks the door, and the first she did was finding the switches, turning it all on.

"Wait." Ahrin puts her hand out towards the 2 guys, the door closes when Ahrin went in.

Somehow, Haejin and Eunhee waited anxiously, and in about 2 minutes, the door opens abruptly, to see Ahrin smiling.

"Clear! Come in!" Ahrin smiled widely while helping Jaebeom and Jinyoung carrying the bags.

Jaebeom and Jinyoung felt nostalgic as they went in. The dorm looks the same, except it looked more cleaner and just empty.

There was a huge picture of the boys in the living room, knowing their company puts in the effort to make the dorm brighter for them.

There was a knock on the door, and the girls turn their heads in unison. Ahrin decided to take the lead, grabbing her gun with her.

"Does she always—

Haejin covered Jaebeom's mouth, as she frowns while putting a finger on her lips with her free hand, indicating to be quiet.

Ahrin quickly peeped the door hole, and the girls quickly sigh in relief to see her opening the door, to reveal the other girls and members.

"Woah, that was scary," Jinyoung mumbled and Eunhee turned towards him with a chuckle.

"Was it?" Eunhee questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"What was the scariest incident you have faced?" Jinyoung curiously asked and that made Eunhee in a deep thought.

"Seeing the other members sacrificing themselves..? Yeah.." Eunhee mumbled while letting out a small smile, as she looks at the other girls, helping the boys out, going to different rooms.

Jinyoung turned towards Eunhee, seeing her expression, and for the first time.

He has actually been observing Eunhee, seeing her facial expressions, and how she reacted to her surroundings.

He has seen her frowning, the serious expression she made when her leader or Haejin is talking or when the other members were talking, the face when she was guarding in the fan sign.

She didn't smile nor show any expression, and it was the first time to see her smile slightly.

"Jinyoung?" Eunhee waved her hand in front of his face gaining his attention, as he blankly looks at her. She chuckled while showing him the bags, as he quickly stood up.

"C'mon. Let me help you." Jinyoung offered, and he knew she is different from all the girls he met, making him be somehow curious about his bodyguard's life.

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