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Fall Into Me 11

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Rose has more support now than she knows what to do with. Rudy surprises her, in a very good way.

Warnings: Swearing, the guys do hover a bit, plotting and planning (the good kind), Gaz is a menace (affectionate).

Word count: 1.4k

Eventual Rose x 141 x Rodolfo x Alejandro poly

Rose wasn’t sure exactly why things had changed, but that Incident was the real start of the change. That entire week, either Gaz or Soap showed up in the morning and insisted on staying to help. Somehow, all of their numbers ended up in her phone. (She knew it was Gaz, even though she hadn’t seen him do it.) On Wednesday, Soap manned the front while Rose had an impromptu interview with a young man who’d walked in asking after the “help wanted” sign. 

Thursday had an entirely different kind of surprise. 

“You should have told me you were finally starting an Instagram for this place!” Kelly, one of her regulars who worked upstairs, gushed. “I’ve got some cute pics, I’ll tag the shop in them!”

“Uh.” Rose blinked at her, completely thrown. “Thanks?” 

Kelly just beamed at her, taking her coffee and leaving. 

Instagram page?

Rose turned slowly to look at Gaz, who was just coming out of the back. He didn’t even look abashed, just shrugging when she met his gaze. 

“Did you do this?”

“It’ll help business,” Gaz said with an easy shrug. “Besides, you’ve got such a cozy place here, it’s very photogenic.” 

Rose huffed. “Fine, do whatever you want, but don’t expect me to help. I’m terrible at social media.”

“I’ve got it handled.” Gaz grinned, dropping an easy arm over her shoulders. “Don’t you even wanna see the page, love?”

“Oh, alright. Go on, show off.” But Rose still smiled indulgently, leaning a little into his side. He was warm and she felt all too comfortable with him. 

Gaz squeezed her shoulders a little and used his free hand to show her the page for the coffee shop. It was very nice, she had to admit. He’d gotten some great pictures, including one of the empty store (and she wasn’t entirely sure how he’d managed that). 

“Wow. These are really good. Think you might’ve missed your calling as a photographer.” Rose flipped back to her favorite picture - a mug of tea next to a vase of flowers, warm morning sunshine spilling across the table. 

“Gonna make me blush, love.” But Gaz grinned at her, giving her another little squeeze. “I can send you this one if you want?” 

“Sure.” Rose hesitated then, licking her lips, glancing up at him. “Actually…”

“Yeah?” His gaze flitted to her before he navigated to his texts, already loading the picture to send to her. 

“Do you have a picture of all of you? All of your office, I mean.” Rose felt herself warm and hoped she wasn’t blushing much. “I’d love a group picture of you all.”

“I can get you one.” Gaz gave her one last squeeze before he let his arm drop. “You got any plans this weekend?”

Rose sighed, shrugging a little. “Thinking I might do half-days,” she admitted. “At least until I can hire a couple people and get them trained.” 

“A couple people?” Gaz looked interested. 

“Yeah. Be a good idea to have backup, and that will make it easier if I need to take an actual day off and not just weekends.” Rose shrugged again. It made sense to her. 

Gaz nodded. “Good thinking,” he agreed. “You want help?”

“You have managed to be down here every day,” Rose scolded. “I appreciate the thought, very much so, but you need downtime too.”

“Love, this is nothing.” He grinned, amused. “We all used to be in much more stressful situations.” 

“Don’t care,” Rose grumbled. “The answer is still no.” 

Gaz huffed and shook his head. But he didn’t argue further - whether because he was giving in or just reevaluating his plan, Rose wasn’t sure. 

He didn’t bring up the topic again, and they worked easily through the lunch rush. Gaz ushered her off to eat after that, holding down the fort. 

“I need to run upstairs,” he said once she was back. 

“Of course. Go. Shoo. You could have said so sooner.” Rose frowned at him.

“It’s nothing serious,” Gaz assured her, unable to resist pulling her in for a quick hug. “I’ll be back.” 

Rose watched him go, shaking her head. He had way too much energy. And was too cavalier about his own time. A side effect of his career prior to this, maybe. 

Either way. She’d keep an eye on him, make sure he didn’t overwork himself. (Well, she’d do the same thing for all of them, actually.) 

The afternoon was quiet, giving her time to do some inventory and ordering. She also got caught up on some of the family news, smiling when she saw a cousin had gotten a sort-of promotion and a special assignment. Actually, that seemed like something she should mention to Rodolfo and Alejandro - they might be able to help her cousin, and the other way around. Hm. Now that was something to consider. 

Her musing was interrupted by a text from Gaz. A picture of the group of them, all squished together in the office. Soap was grinning broadly at the camera, as was Gaz. Rodolfo and Alejandro looked amused more than anything. Ghost just stared straight into the camera, and Price looked exasperated but amused. 

She immediately saved the photo and tucked her phone away again. 

Gaz didn’t come back down, which was fine. He didn’t actually work at the coffee shop, after all. 

But Rodolfo did come down, smiling at her. 

“Hi, Rodolfo.” She leaned one hip against the counter. “What can I get for you?”

“Actually, I have a question for you, bonita.” He stopped opposite her, holding her gaze. 

“Yeah?” Rose blinked at him, curious. 

“Do you have any plans Saturday evening?” He swallowed, a little nervous, but didn’t back down. “Alejo and I would love to have you for dinner.” 

Rose blinked, lips parting in surprise. “I’m free,” she agreed, trying not to answer too quickly. “That sounds wonderful.”

“I can meet you here?” He offered her a hopeful smile. “I could show you a few recipes, if you like.”

Her answering smile was bright and she nodded eagerly. “Absolutely,” she agreed. “But let me take care of dessert, please?”

“Won’t say no to that.” His smile widened. “What time should I be here?”

Rose tapped her fingers against the counter. “I’m planning to close at 2, so any time around then.” 

He nodded, leaning forward a little. “Got it,” he murmured. He paused then, looking at her more closely, and his shoulders relaxed a little before he smiled. “You look happier.”

“Do I?” Rose could feel herself blushing, tempted to duck her head. But she didn’t. 

“You do. Is a good look on you, bonita.” His smile widened, one hand lifting to brush a finger over the apple of her cheek. 

Rose did duck her head then, unable to hold his gaze. Rodolfo hummed softly, letting his hand fall, apparently unwilling to push. 

“Alejo and I will be off-site tomorrow,” he told her, gently steering her back to steadier topics, giving her time to compose herself again. “But I will be here Saturday by 2.”

“Okay.” Rose took a deep breath and then smiled, a little shy and a lot pleased. “I hope it all goes well tomorrow for you two.”

“We’ll tell you all about it on Saturday.” He paused. “Well. What we can tell you.”

Rose nodded her understanding. “So long as you don’t get in trouble.”

“With Price?” He outright snorted. “Would take a lot more than telling you too much.”

Curiosity made her lean forward a bit, but good sense held her back from asking. “Even so.”

He nodded, just once, gaze intent on hers. “Even so,” he agreed softly. “I should go. Have a good rest of your day.”

“You too.” Rose couldn’t help but smile as he left, excitement rising in her chest. 

Saturday could not come fast enough for her. 

Fortunately, Friday went quickly and easily, with another person coming in for an interview. That one went well, and Rose made a mental note to call them back next week. Soap spent a good portion of the day in the shop, warm and easy.

Really, Rose had no idea how she’d gotten so lucky with these guys, but she had. She made another mental note to find a way to show them how much she appreciated them. 

A look at the calendar gave her an idea, and she hummed to herself. That might just work.

She just needed a big enough kitchen.

But that could be figured out later. For now, she had to finish out the day. And the next. 

No problem.

#fall into me #eventual poly #poly vibes #poly 141 x fem oc #fem oc x 141 x rodolfo x alejandro

[ofgoldentouches]

Mo Ran Taxian-Jun ( @ashbound​ ) whispered: “ oh… that… wasn’t a clever choice. ” (Dark sentences 1/?)

♢ - Something was TERRIBLY wrong here, this wasn’t his Mo Ran, this was SOMEONE entirely different. His appearance remained the same BUT the attitude and mannerisms belonged to someone else entirely. Mo Ran was full of WARMTH, LOVE and matched his SARCASM perfectly but this entity seemed to be the complete opposite of that.

It prompted to the deviant to draw Jiangzai and point it at the other man in front of him, it wasn’t a clever choice, but at the moment Xue Yang didn’t know what else to do. His sword was the only defense he really had and FUCK, he wouldn’t even be able to use it IF anything were to happen.

Yang racked his brain for a split second, thinking if he could come up with ANY possible explanation yet he came up empty. It was decided that for now, he was going to keep his DISTANCE while keeping a close eye on this... STRANGER.

“Perhaps it isn’t the most CLEVER way of keeping you away from me, but it'll suffice for the time being.”

His tone was ICY and VENOMOUS, his silver eyes observing the other’s features that seemed so FAMILIAR yet so WRONG. A smile cut through his features, but it was RAZOR SHARP and NONE too welcoming.

“Let’s cut straight to the chase, who are you, hm?”

#[ You wanna know how he's going to HANDLE this surprise poly group?? ] #[ he's in a state of confusion and also hostility like ] #[ UM EXCUSE ME where is my HUSBAND ] #[ xue yang that's also your husband now too ajfd;jksa ] #[ congrats! ] #[ homeboy is gonna go through the 7 stages of grief akl;fdja ] #TAXIAN JUN; ASHBOUND #HE MAY PROVIDE AN ANSWER; Ask #THE BASTARD SPEAKS; In Character #WILDCARD; Verse #[ OH MY GODDDDDDD ]

[a-supernatural-writer]

My dude, a stressed kid with upcoming exams would appreciate a Poly lost boys with a scary ass grunge reader? Like I’m talking they hold a lighter to their tongue for fun, they carry around butterfly knives, they’ve got a warrant for their arrest in five states and pick fights with Surf Nazis and win- the boys have never been so intimidated. Pretty please?

Scary Grunge S/O

Poly Lost Boys x gender neutral reader

No problem! I hope you enjoy this and I wish you all the luck with your exams! ❤️❤️

Warnings: cursing

The boys having a scary ass grunge partner would 100% add some spice into their life. They were already intimidating but having you at their side increased their intimidation tenfold.

They thought they were tough, hello, that was thrown out the damn window the moment you told them that you have a warrant for your arrest in five different states and that's why you fled to Santa Carla. The most that they’ve ever been really “charged” with is being kicked off of the Boardwalk for the night. Well, that’s when they were caught doing something.

Of course they’d ask what you were charged for and grins would bloom on their faces at your words, finding it amusing that a human like you slipped through the authorities fingers like sand to avoid your charges.

Not even a couple weeks into your guys relationship, they revealed themselves to you, showing you that they were actually vampires. To say they were surprised at your reaction would be underselling it, they were shocked. You didn’t bat an eyelash when you saw them ripping apart their prey for the night. Blood spraying everywhere, limbs torn off, and then being thrown into a fire when done.

All you could do was grin at their vampire faces and comment on how cool they were. You never thought vampires could even exist and here you were dating four blood-sucking creatures of the night… it was awesome.

You always went with them when they fed. Watching from the trees or hell, even getting up close in the middle of the action which led to blood getting all over your clothing. You would just shrug and smile as your boys fed. You’ve seen some fucked up shit and this wasn’t even close to some of the things you’ve seen.

Pretty soon, you're not even seen apart from anyone of their sides. You officially moved with them in their cave and set up your own little next in one of the many hotel rooms that sunk into the earth. And with moving in, they began to learn and experience your habits.

You like holding a lighter to your tongue for fun? Honey, you got four very fascinated but worried boys on your hands. You’d just be lounging around in the cave, hanging out on one of the couches when the idea crosses your mind. You’ve done it a million times before, you just never did it in front of your boys.

The second you flick open your lighter and hold your tongue over the lit flame, it’s immediately snatched away from you by David’s hand. And the scolding commences. Of course you have to point out all the crazy shit they do and the stuff that you’ve done, what harm could a lighter do to your tongue. A lot, but who gives a shit? Certainly not you.

Reluctantly, David gives you back your lighter cause somehow you will find another one no matter how many times David takes it from you. From that point on, David will just shake his head at your action, but is also curious. He watches you as you test your luck with the lighter, always kind of on stand by just in case anything happens.

Dwayne is on the same level of David. Always hovering over you as you do this past time activity. He watches you not only for safety but out of fascination. If anything he’ll ask you questions; why do you do it? What’s so fun about it? How long have you been doing it? That kind of stuff.

He tries it a couple of times and hell, even got David to join in once or twice. But these two are the ones that wouldn’t join you most of the time. Yes, they are dead and technically it wouldn’t affect them greatly, but they just didn’t see the appeal as you did.

But Marko and Paul are 100% down with you. You wanna spend the next hour holding a lighter under our tongues and the first one to bow out buys dinner? Hell, yes! When they first see you playing with the lighter, they immediately start watching and giggle at how cool it was.

These boys are hoarders, and I mostly think that’s because of Marko and Paul, so you better believe that they are buying stealing cool lighters for you and you soon have a vast collection for whenever you finish one.

Your butterfly knives are also on the same level as you playing with your lighter, but they find it really impressive and you could do some actual damage to someone. They know that you could handle yourself and if anyone dared do something you didn’t like, it would end up with the other person getting hurt and you coming out of it without a scratch.

You take them out at random times if you're not fighting up against some surf nazis or anyone that wanted to put up a fight with you. Mostly it would be around the cave when you're bored is when you would pull one out and start doing random tricks with them that required very little effort for you.

Again, these boys are impressed at your knife skills, and also worried that you could possibly cut yourself by accident, but they trusted you from your years of experience with them.

When it comes to your knives, all of the boys want to learn some tricks. The ones that got it down are David and Paul. David always keeps the one that you picked out from your own collection in an inner pocket of his trench coat. He never really uses it for fighting, but he uses it like you. Takes it out randomly if he’s not doing anything or lost in thought.

Paul uses it like a fidget toy. You personally have to watch him like a hawk when he plays with his butterfly knife. He accidentally flung it in Dwayne’s direction one time when playing with it too much and from then on, you carried his along with yours. He would have to ask you for it if he ever felt the urge to do something with his hands. Expect a lot of requests to teach him new tricks.

Dwayne tried but this boy's hands are so big he kept on dropping it halfway through twirling the damn thing. It upset him a little that he couldn’t do it but he settled with watching you instead. He still has one on him, always trying when you aren't looking so that he could too, one day, at least pull off something similar to what you showed him.

Marko… don’t give Marko stabby or any pointy objects. He likes them a little too much. So much that it even made you lock up your entire collection so he wouldn’t take one. You had to scold him on numerous occasions that even though you did get into fights like him sometimes, you only pulled out your knife if it called for it. Marko was the opposite and wanted to pull it out for every fight he got in. You were thankful that you weren’t kicked off the Boardwalk because of his actions.

Speaking of fights. You were very much like Marko when it came down to it. But instead of waiting for a fight to present itself, if you felt like you were in the right mood, you would pick a fight with a group of surf nazis cause, why not? The night was young and no doubt your boyfriends would make them their next meal anyways so you decided to have a little fun.

When you got into the heat of your fights, it was very easy to tell from the outside that you enjoyed it a lot. There would always be a wide grin on your face as you gave one guy a black eye and another a punch to the nose, breaking it. You were violent and every single time, you would win. It didn’t matter how many there were, you’d be victorious.

It’s funny because that’s how the boys met you. They saw you coming out as the winner of your little brawl and wanted more than anything to get to know you. You kicked some surf nazis ass without getting thrown off the Boardwalk? You’re pretty cool in their book.

Aside from that, Marko would be the one to really get into fights with you. He would always say that you two were “partners in crimes”, which was very true, not just with Marko. If anything, it’s always Paul surprisingly trying to drag the two of you out of your violent tendencies. David and Dwayne… if you get them going, good luck with that. Not even Paul can stop them.

Overall, them having a scary, grunge partner adds even more excitement into their lives. You were always looking for action, which kept them on their toes. Always doing dangerous and reckless things that they would jump in on. All of that still continues when you decide to turn and become one of them.

When you turn you realize that you're practically dead and the stuff you did before can be even more fun. You take things further than what you could do as a human. You tested your limits and your boys were always with their badass partner every step of the way.

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys headcanons #the lost boys x reader #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral insert #gender neutral reader #reader insert #grunge reader #butterfly knives #lighters #fighting #don’t give stabby stab to Marko #you’ve been warned #request #david x reader #dwayne x reader #paul x reader #marko x reader #lost boys david #lost boys dwayne #the lost boys paul #lost boys marko #good luck with exams!!! #all my support and love!!

[yugirl]

Day 22: “Cupid’s Kiss”

Kiss, kiss, fall in love! Who’s your OTP? OT3? Show ‘em off! Let your favorite ships sail today!

@gxmonth

((I couldn’t decide between theme park date or parent au and everyone voted both so, I tried my best… but I couldn’t make the ships the focus instead of the kids, so… theme park date))

So things didn’t exactly go to plan…

Jaden hoped to arrange a group date to trial out a poly relationship with Bastion, Jesse and Chazz. What he hadn’t planned on was for everyone else to jump in on this date. So, as a result, it was still a group date of sorts, just with more people.

Chazz seemed a tad disgruntled about it, but he supposed he wouldn’t be pressured to do too much physical affection in front of everyone.

As they entered the gates of Kaibaland, the group split into its coupling.

Syrus had already bolted towards the spider, Hassleberry hurrying after him. Jaden couldn’t help but chuckle at Sy’s enthusiasm. He loved the rides that spin.

Zane decided to follow his little brother, Atticus chuckling and joining them. Since recovering from his heart problem, Zane wanted to make up for lost time with his little brother, so he wanted to be sure to enjoy as much as he could.

He was relieved he had made a full recovery, too, as not being able to join everyone on the rides would suck.

Alexis was worried she was going to be the loner of the group despite being with friends seeing everyone had coupled off, but Aster assured her that he was in the same boat, so the two of them might as well have fun while the others did couple stuff. Jim and Axel decided to join them as well, as couple stuff didn't interest them.

This left the poly ship in training to work out what to do.

“So, where should we start?”

“I can't speak for you guys, but I'm heading on the coaster!!” Jaden announced, marching over to wait in line. Jesse was more than eager to follow, but Bastion was very much pale in the face. There was no way they were getting him on it!!

Chazz chuckled and held his hand “come on, Bas, we’ll find something more to your palette.”

He led Bastion away while Jesse and Jaden watched. That was ok. They could meet up later.

“Come on, let’s go again!!”

“Again?! Aw, come on, Sy!! We’ve already gone on it three times!!” Hassleberry whined, barely able to stand up. Zane chuckled as he tried to support Atticus, who was also feeling very dizzy. “Let's let these two rest, Sy! Then we can have a ride together and then find something else.”

Syrus eagerly agreed and linked arms with Zane to have one more ride as brothers. What better way to make up for lost time than to ride their favourite ride together?

Hassleberry sighed, exhausted, as he watched the two get into the carrier. “Those two really love that ride, huh?”

“Yeah, I don't know how they handle it, but...” Atticus smiled lovingly at Zane. “I can't remember the last time I saw Zane that happy...”

Hassleberry nodded. He, too, understood that it was rare to see Zane that happy or excited about anything, but watching him and Syrus being spun and slingshot around with big grins on their faces really made the date worth it.

Jesse smiled as he and Jaden climbed onto the roller coaster. Jaden was shaking with excitement, but Jesse seemed to be shaking with nerves.

“Jess? You ok?”

“I-I’m not good with coasters...” Jesse mumbled, “i-its just you were so excited I couldn't let you go on there alone...”

“Jess, you should've said something...” Jaden gasped, concerned.

“I-I’ll be fine just so long as we ain't in the front...”

“Ok, we’ll try to get in the middle then,” Jaden assured.

Chazz and Bastion were at the bottom of the roller coaster, having visited the carnival games. Chazz was holding a winged-kuriboh plush he won at one of the stands “do you think Slacker will like it?”

“I’m sure Jaden will love it!!” Bastion assured as they watched them line up. “When they’re done, let’s go on the Ferris wheel together.”

Chazz nodded, albeit a bit shy.

Oh, God... Jaden, I can’t do this...”

“Yes, you can just hold my hand!” Jaden assured his panicking BF

“I can’t do this! I caAAAAAAAAA”

His screams could be heard from the roller coaster.

Chazz and Bastion chuckled as they heard poor Jesse screaming.

“Poor guy”

“The things we do for love.”

The day rolled on as the group continued to spend time at the park. Going on rides, playing carnival games, eating junk food. It was a good time.

Near the end of the day, the sun was starting to set. Bastion grabbed Jesse by the wrist “come with me!!”

“What!?”

Jesse was pulled along, followed by a very confused Jaden and Chazz. The others followed shortly after, equally confused.

Bastion led Jesse to the spinning swing ride, which didn't have as long a line given the park was nearing closing.

“This one!”

“I don't know, Bas. I'm not sure I can do the heights...”

“Jesse, trust me, you're going to love it!!”

“You’re going to ride this one?” Jaden asked, surprised.

“Yes! Care to join us?”

“I don’t know. It’s two to a swing, and I don’t wanna ride alone.”

“Relax, slacker, I’ll go with you!!” Chazz sighed in mock annoyance.

The four got in line for the ride. Syrus then looked to Hassleberry with pleading eyes.

“Ugh! Fine! I’ll go with you!” Hassleberry sighed.

“What about you, Zaney? Got one more ride in you?” Atticus smirked

Zane chuckled and took his hand. “I’d love to.”

The other four looked at each other, shrugged and decided to line up too. Why not?

Eventually, they all got buckled into swings. Jesse was visibly shaking, but Bastion held his hand to assure him he would be alright.

Jaden smiled at Chazz. “I’m really glad today happened, even if it didn't go as planned...”

“Me too...” Chazz chuckled and settled in. While he didn't plan on others coming, it was nice he still got his date with his three boyfriends.

Jaden smiled and leaned in to kiss his cheek, but Chazz turned his face to kiss back.

With a jolt, the swing was lifted into the air. Slowly it started spinning. Bastion held Jesse’s hand to calm him, Jaden and Chazz looked at the view, Syrus expressed his excitement to Hassleberry, who looked at him with loving eyes, and Atticus and Zane sat peacefully enjoying the moment.

The swing twirled through the sky, and as it did, the sun set perfectly on the ocean horizon, dying the sky in q rich orange in combination with the beautiful view. It was a sight to behold.

Jesse gasped in awe of the view while Bastion smiled. “I told you you'd love it.”

Jesse smiled and thanked Bastion for convincing him to come.

Eventually, the ride came to a stop, and it was time to leave the park. Hassleberry carried his tiny and whiny BF on his back while they said their goodbyes.

Atticus wrapped an arm around Zane and pulled him close, Zane humming in comfort and happiness as he was walked away.

Alexis, Aster, Jim and Axel talked about how much fun they had and how they'd meet up like this again before going their separate ways.

That just left the four.

“I really had a great time today, guys!” Jaden smile

“Me too!” Jesse grinned. “I had lots of fun!”

“As did I!” Bastion smiled, “I think this might work out.”

“I-I think so too...” Chazz blushed.

The four of them continued to stand awkwardly in front of the Kaibaland gate. A single question in their mind.

“Who do I kiss first!?”

#yugioh #yugioh gx #jaden yuki #bastion misawa #chazz princeton #jesse anderson #syrus truesdale #tyranno hassleberry #zane truesdale #atticus rhodes

[minyoongleschimjoongles]

Preordained: Introductions III

When Zara Met Yoongi

Pairing(s):Poly!BTSxOC, Sub!BTSxOC,

Warnings: Implied sexual situations, Mentions of sexual situations, implications of Dom/sub relationships, and a little bit of angst today.

Intro: Taehyung, Jungkook

It had been Ji-yoo’s idea to go out to the club. Girls’ Night, or so she said. Tae had nodded when Zara had told him and looped an arm around Jungkook’s neck.

“Okay, Zara, you have fun, okay? Don’t forget all about Kook and me!”

Zara had placed a hand over her heart, looking playfully offended.

“Never!”

Taehyung had grinned and placed a kiss on her lips, and shyly, Jungkook had followed.

“Man,” Ji-yoo sighed, once they were off campus and in line for the club, “I thought they might not let you go.”

Zara snickered, “You should be more nervous that I won’t let them go, Ji-yoo.”

Ji-yoo paused, then shrugged. “That’s fair.”

The bouncer let them in immediately and Zara made a beeline for the bar while Ji-yoo went right for the crowd of bodies writhing to the beat. For the most part, hot, sweaty crowded places weren’t Zara’s favorite kinds of places.

The bartender that approached her was unconventionally beautiful with a smile so wide it showed his gums and made the round apples of his cheeks rise. His black hair seemed to want to curl in the heat of the club. He looked pretty familiar, his face sparking something in Zara’s brain.

“What can I get you?”

“A water with lemon, please.”

Being uncontrollably drunk in a place filled with strangers was also something Zara tended to avoid. High School had been different, she’d known everyone there. College was a whole new world.

The water was placed in front of her quickly, and the bartender folded his arms on the bartop and stared at her, eyes taking in the little red dress she wore. Zara, amused, rose an eyebrow and stared back.

“Can I help you?”

“Sorry,” his grin turned into a thoughtful pout that reminded Zara a little of Tae when he was sorting through some kind of problem in his brain. “You just look really familiar.”

“Well, I go to University around here. Maybe you’ve seen me around campus.”

He snapped his fingers and nodded. “I’ve seen you in the coffee shop with those two guys, Kim and Jeon. I’m part time there. Coffee, two creams, three sugars, right? I’m Min Yoongi.”

Zara’s lips turned up at the corners.

“Zara.”

The gummy smile appeared again for a second, before he closed his lips over his teeth.

“So, where are you from, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Zara took a sip of her water, blinking at him over the rim. “Easy answer, or difficult?”

“Oh, I’m always difficult.”

“I was born in Hawaii, then we moved to South Carolina, then Turkey, Washington, Belgium, and now we’re here.”

Yoongi whistled, the sound almost lost to the thumping bass.

“Military kid?”

“Brat, specifically.”

“I’m pretty Bratty myself,” Yoongi admitted, flashing Zara another one of those grins. She rolled her eyes heavenward for a moment. She had to admit that she was enjoying the banter.

“Another Brat is just what I need.”

“Ah, figures,” Yoongi straightened as someone down the bar waved a hand at him. “You do seem to have an affinity for the younger guys. I probably can’t compete.”

Zara’s eyebrows disappeared into her hairline as he winked and sauntered away.

He was a brat.

xXx

Zara found herself going to the coffee shop more often. Every time Yoongi spotted her, he’d give her his grin and gesture to a premade coffee with two creams, three sugars. She’d pay him more than enough and tell him to keep the change. She’d get the grin again.

She also found herself visiting the club more often, surprising everyone, Ji-yoo most of all.

“Zara, you hate the club,” she said, when Zara told her they should go back, “Is this about the bartender?”

At this, Tae slightly picked his head up off the table that the three of them sat around, Jungkook missing due to a class.

“Bartender,” he repeated, eyes darting to Zara, “What bartender? Did you like him? What was he like? Do you think he’s one of the Seven?”

With each question he scooted a little closer to Zara, until he was practically on her lap, curling his big hands around her shoulders.

“Tae,” she protested, gently shoving him away, “I don’t know if he’s one of the Seven. I haven’t touched him yet.”

“I don’t see why not,” Ji-yoo said, “He was flirting with you.”

“Hey, you shouldn’t just assume someone doesn’t have a Soulmate. You can’t just touch people. Flirting might just get him more tips.”

“Noona,” Tae moaned, “You’re awful at this Soulmate searching thing.”

Zara snickered and rubbed the back of his neck as he lamented.

“He’s seen me around with you and Kookie,” she said. Tae perked up again.

“And?”

“And he thinks I’m a cradle robber.”

Ji-yoo burst out laughing. “He’s kind of right, considering Jungkook. Okay, Z, we’ll go to the club. But this time, you have to dance. Deal?”

“Yeah, deal.”

Zara kept her word, joining Ji-yoo in the mass of sweaty bodies in the club that night, with both Taehyung and Jungkook in tow. She danced between her Soulmates, arms thrown over Tae’s shoulders and Junkook’s forehead resting on her shoulder as they moved together.

Yoongi had clocked them the instant they’d walked in, though he didn’t seem at all perturbed by the two boys glued to her. She smirked at him, quirked her eyebrows in open invitation, and dragged Tae closer to whisper into his ear. 

Yoongi could see the boy’s eyes cut to him, before Tae grinned, nodding at Zara obediently. His hands moved from her rib cage, past Jungkook’s on her hips, and down to her thighs. When he couldn’t comfortably reach anymore, his hands made their way back up, under the short gray skirt she wore. Next to move was Jungkook, who, cheeks flushed, slipped his hand up Zara’s black crop top.

The image of Zara’s head dropping back onto Jungkook’s shoulder, lips parted in ecstasy as their hands worked her over made Yoongi’s head spin. It was obvious what Taehyung was doing under that skirt. and he wanted to be in on that, touching the pretty foreigner in whatever way she’d allow.

Somebody cleared their throat loudly, and Yoongi recalled the job he was meant to be doing. It was several moments before he was able to look at Zara again.

Taehyung and Jungkook were gone, replaced by Ji-yoo who had looped an arm around Zara’s shoulder. They were jumping up and down to the fast tempo of the music, both girls grinning and laughing. A cursory glance told him Taehyung and Jungkook hadn’t left, but were simply standing to the side, talking and grinning. Because none of the tight knit group were paying attention, it was Yoongi who saw the man that grabbed Zara’s arm first.

He seemed to believe Zara hadn’t found her Soulmate, too intoxicated see the obvious fact that actually, she had two.  Even from the bar, Yoongi could see the vice-like grip the man had on her wrist, and it made rage shoot up and down his spine. You don’t try and force your way into a Soulbond. You just don’t.

Yoongi didn’t even remember hopping the bar, but he must have, because by the time the red cleared from his vision, he was pressed up against Zara’s back, ignoring the tugging at his wrist and the warmth growing in his chest in favor of glaring the man down. Seconds later he was flanked by Taehyung and Jungkook. The trio made quite the intimidating sight.

Zara, for her part, only seemed mildly inconvenienced by the hand around her wrist.

“You wanna let me go, asshole?”

Her tone was hard, deadly calm.

“You heard her.” Jungkook said, eyes shooting up and down Zara’s arm as the guy’s grip tightened some more. Yoongi pressed in closer as the man sneered at them.

“No, I think I’ll be taking her with me to show her how a real man fucks.”

“Big, brawny and stupid ain’t her type, man,” Yoongi said, grabbing the man by the front of the shirt and shaking him hard enough to make him lose his grip on Zara. “Anyone with eyes can see that. Get the fuck out of here.”

The unexpected contact seemed to throw the drunk off, and he stumbled away back into the crowd, possible to find a different girl to harass.

Yoongi remained tense, his back to the group as he listened to the fretting start up behind him.

“Noonaaaa,” Jungkook whined, gingerly holding Zara’s arm. It was a stark contrast to the crushing grip of the drunk. “This is going to bruise.”

“We should have done more to defend you,” Tae grumbled. “That asshole. You can’t go treating girls like objects! I see now why you’re so determined for the Seven to come naturally.”

“You make us soft.”

Yoongi’s voice was a hiss. Zara could see his muscles growing more tense by the second.

“Yoongi,” she sighed.

“It’s true! Before I touched you I was ready to knock that guy into next week. Then the Bond took over and all I could think about was getting him to go without a fight, because you were here, and it made me soft! My whole life I’ve had to be hard. I’ve had to be strong, because that’s what I was told a Soulmate was supposed to be. And now you’re here, and you’re capable and you’re strong and you’re so, so pretty and I’m weak and soft and I don’t know how to handle that-”

“Yoongi!” Zara’s voice was loud, and as Yoongi’s verbal rampage cut out, he realized his words, I’m weak, I’m soft,  were true. Her arms came around him, her head resting between his shoulders, and she held him as he shook. Soon he loosened under her touch, slumping in defeat.

“Yoongi,” she said again, and this time her voice was quiet, words spoken into the back of his neck. “I don’t need you to be hard. I know the Soulbond digs up deeply buried feelings of submission because I lean more towards dominance, but it doesn’t change who you are. It just makes it easier to be what your Soulmate needs.”

She pressed a kiss beneath his ear, and all the tension finally left his body.

“The Bond shows me what you need too, I promise.” She turned him around so that she could look into his eyes. “I’m never going to ask you to do anything you’re not willing to. I’m not going to take anything away from you and that includes control in all things, but, Sugar, you don’t have to be hard all the time. You can be soft with me, and I swear I’ll take care of you.”

“Suga?” Yoongi repeated the English word Zara had called him, accidentally dropping the ‘r.’

“We all have nicknames,” Jungkook said, sensing that it was okay to join the conversation. “It’s nice, right?”

“Yeah,” Yoongi agreed, letting Zara take his hand. “It’s nice.”

#bts #bts imagines #bts taehyung #poly bts #sub!bts #ot7 imagine #kpop imagines #sub!taehyung #bangtan #bangtan imagines #kim taehyung #kim taehyung imagines #jungkook #jungkook imagine #jhope #jhope imagines #namjoon #namjoon imagine #seokjin #seokjin imagine #yoongi #yoongi imagine #jimin #jimin imagine

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Ranma 2/4

Part  Two: Chapter 13 - 25

Unless someone comes up with a better name I’m sticking with this one

HOW tf is the principal crazier than before?!

Yup, spreading out the Kuno-Principal thing

Is Sasuke seriously an anime-only?!?

Like I said Ryoga needs to chill a little first

Main reason I don’t like Ukyo That scene where she blatantly states she’s fine with turning Ranma into something he’s not rather than helping him

(Ignoring the near constant amount of undermining his abilities)

“I’m gonna cheer him up” as she holds a sword! Why?!

 Ranma you dummy, hug Akane!

I hate this demon/ghost cat

Shampoo, you manipulative bitch

Akane learns to swim like a normal person

The lifeguard in me can’t do it

 The principal is background shenanigans

Totally forgot about the kid who wants to play video games and is “weak” bc of it

Definitely need to find a different reason tho

 Lazy little shits are a pain

Also his mom is crap

 Akane… why you be dumb?

 Weird Happosai is Santa plot…

What is with the Excalibur meets lucky 1000 meets fairy godmother?

Good news is, with what I’ve done to Kuno’s understanding of Ranma’s curse Ranma knows Kuno wouldn’t give him that wish and calls it quits sooner

Someone just needs to explain Ranma’s really confusing sense of morality to me

 Cuz it’s either on 110% or it’s nonexistent, now normally nonexistent is for Kuno but still

 Look Ranma’s got ego problems but he ain’t stupid

No betting the Tendo Dojo at five!

 On what planet is that a legal document?!?

Some1 tell me why Shampoo using Ranma as a stop ramp bugs me so bad

That mo when you can’t remember if the Hot Spring Challenge is when Ukyo met Shampoo in the anime…

I don’t think so…

Akane you made me need to google a word

That like never happens Ranma you idiot

So close but so far

So much more logic, thanks

I mean more insanity, but it explains why Ranma swapped clothes

Finally! Ranma apologizes

Jesus Christ someone would think I won the goddamn lotto with how loud I cheered when this happened

600% approve of this over what happened in the anime

Oof poor Ranma

Hahahaha in your face Shampoo, but I also think I know why Ranma chose it

Poor Ryoga

I KNEW this guy was coming I still hate it

YEET you can’t PAY ME to  do this arc

Look, is it the fact that I had etiquette and dance classes as a child and everyone assumed this is what it was like? Probably.

It wasn’t so I won’t.

Any1 else notice how Nabiki is one of the few ppl that uses she/her when Ranma is in his cursed form no matter what?

Why does this bug me?

Akane, stop beating Ranma up, honestly

This is closer to abuse rather than teasing

*sighs*

 Gotta work that out of the narrative, intentional or not

Every1 sayin she’s violent isn’t helping

Like I said really fucking morally GREY Nabiki

How grey can you go before you get black? 

 Let’s find out together

Can everyone PLEASE stop treating Ranma like an object?!

 I literally can’t tell if Nabiki is fucking Aro or not…

STRESS

Why is this so hard?!

I hate seeing Akane cry

I know she’s playing Ranma like a kazoo, but the point still stands

WHY ARE YOU TWO SO DUMB?!

Nope, nevermind it’s just Ranma that’s a fuckin idiot I blame Genma

No, I’m not kidding

*sighs* I don’t condone Nabiki doing this in any way just for the record THAT’S not an apology Ranma!

This mess is totally your fault Nabiki

STRESS

am I intentionally pointing out where this work of fiction is stressing me out since I’m now online schooling and suffering for it? Yes, fuck off.

 Actually, don’t.

But Fuck Covid19

Aww his hat’s back!

Why do I love his hat so much?

No, seriously Akane’s so cute!

Oooww tree

y’know the sec she realized what Ranma was doing Nabiki should’ve TOLD him!

Congrats Ranma ya got the wrong sis- I mean the right- but wrong- dammit y’know what I mean

Some1 give me a logical explanation for why Ranma goes on a date with a panda doodle, PLEASE

I do appreciate the epic battle background fight for the anime

Further proof that Happosai sucks

Manga name’s somehow less believable I think it’s the use of “snowman” rather than “yeti”

Did Soun just find out that Pchan is Ryoga, and say nothing?

Ooo, Imma commit arson

Remember when I said obey Physics and Medical, I meant it

Arson is wrong and I know this but “transgender bitch” crosses the line

I will do it

Shampoo is a fucking yandere psycho

Just sayin “we’ll see who can get him first” 

honestly, any other group and I’d be annoyed, but these four can’t work together for shit I

’m still pissed at Taro, but he can kill Happosai, please

I can’t tell if Shampoo, Mousse and Ryoga are being purposefully obtuse or not

I just reread their names I know the answer to at least two of them

Idk how I feel about Kuno-amnesia we’ll see

yep, Kuno gives me the creeps w or w/out his memories

kinda wish this was anime

jesus christ, poor Ranma

press f to pay respects for Ranma’s stomach

InstaRegret

 Also Ukyo’s assumption that some1 can make Ranma doing anythin he doesn’t want to is crap

Like HELLO! Wake up moron!

Nabiki, I mean this in the nicest way possible, shut the fuck up

You’re making it worse

Also TALK to each other you ding dongs!

OH RIGHT! I almost forgot about the biggest fucking insult that Ukyo said of her own freewill!

It also proves that she doesn’t know Ranma as a person AT ALL!

It’s not a pick one or the other kind of thing

The fact that she thinks Ranma would accept that is insulting

The fact that she thinks that is insulting and makes me hate the patriarchy

Again, treating him like a prize than a person

*tries not scream, sighs*

Nabiki, you’re the cause of at least 30% of the stress I get from this

You having feelings ain’t the fucking problem here Ukyo, you not acknowledging Ranma’s is

 I hate fake criers, anyone who does this I hate you

Always let others in on your plans, kids

When’s every1 gonna realize Ranma’s “wishy-washy” cuz no one’s ever committed to HIM before?

This episode confused me, I’m prepared to be MORE confused

Less confused, I’m surprised

 Gonsunkugi, you creep

There is SO much wrong with this

*shudders*

WHAT?!

Y’know I didn’t think Gosunkugi could surprise me, I was wrong

Happosai still sucks unfortunately for all of us he’s now weird on top of it

I love how much Ranma needs to be kicked in the teeth to get any character development out of him

Ryoga is my #1 choice for it, always

Ranma… why are you like this?

Genma, emotional range of a goddamn wall

I am jealous of Ranma’s brain

I could be SO mean with the Shishihokodan

Also, are they implying that Ryoga has depression?

Gimme Ranma’s brain

I won’t ask for his confidence cuz that’s impossible but I want his brain

In Akane’s defense, given what she knows she couldn’t’ve known how badly that would affect Ryoga

 I ain’t gonna say “leave Shampoo” cuz that’s cruel

I like the “turn into a Cat” rather than the “Can’t Cross” & the use of New Year’s rather than random but this still brings around the fact that she doesn’t LISTEN to him

Mousse you’re NOT helping in fact you’re actively making it worse did you miss when he said blatantly “I don’t wanna”

oh, sure, NOW you’re ok with it

ugh Mousse, you have a brain, I’ve SEEN you use it. Do so now.

This entire episode weirded me out

IDK if it’s the age-dff or the fact that he was makin it up and somehow everyone thought this was okay … 

I won’t YEET it but MASSIVELY change

heheheh

Light bulb

NOPE I’m keeping this surprise to myself

it was a rather sweet end tho

Oh, this episode is a mess and a half, honestly

Also Nabiki, congrats you’ve literally enabled a stalker S

o many laws are broken here

okay, so Kodachi not being in on Ranma’s secret after so long makes sense purely because she doesn’t go to their school

however, with what i’ve done to make Kuno marginally less dumb it makes a little bit less sense…

I literally hate Kuno with what I’ve done to his logic of Ranma’s transformation, but that’s the point Kodachi… how do I handle you… oh, duh!

Ok, so Kodachi is now also terrible

 I’m trying to figure out where this is in the plot since there is ZERO

Ok, there’s a LINE, Nabiki

This one would be touching, if it didn’t end the way it does

TALK gentlemen! 

It won’t kill you

Fuck a parent that says they’re not your parent for no reason, EVER

I am going to make this hurt

 Also gonna take out Genma’s fail at stealth

 Remember I said Akane’s going to learn to cook

heheheh

sorry, I just love this idea

Oh this is SO against the rules it’s not even funny

 tiny adjustment so they actually have quasi-competent referees

Crazy wants crazy?I won’t stop ‘em

I reiterate: CHEATING!

I am aware that the “ending” apparently sets them back to the start in terms of their relationship but I swear to God if they pretend shit like this didn’t happen I will scream

 Someone ships something other than Akane x Ranma PLEASE explain why/how

don’t ship bash but I would insight when you explain 

STICK TO CANON

please trust me, I’m a multi/poly/crack shipper

(for frame of reference to a bnha I ship DabiHawks)

I understand the appeal of Fanon

however, I would like to stick to Canon here

so no Fanon

Canon Only

Fully love that high kick

Genma shows Ranma’s secret here, but they already know… so… I shall find out

Ooo, you’re not getting out of this Ranma

Do you know how tempting it is for Akane to at least tell Ranma she’s a girl- oh wait gendered sports… right…

Ranma… 

if you didn’t realize it was Akane when she hit you for calling her klutzy I can’t help you

I want to commit arson at some of the comments…

but can confirm that these are HS boys

 Doesn’t mean I gotta like it

I was wondering how long I was going to have to wait before tearing into Nodoka

FINALLY

Took me WAY too long to remember that Nodoka calling Ranko tomboyish is due to how he speaks in Japanese

I’ll need to figure that out since… English

Can I explode on Genma’s choice to take Ranma at TWO?!

Can I further explode on both of them for making a TWO YEAR OLD “sign” a Seppuku Pledge?!

I hate both of them, honest

ALSO communication! 

Genma! Just fucking TELL HIM!

Making her transphobic is SO tempting

I don’t mean in a “i hate you” way I mean in a “I sheltered my whole life” way

 It’s still bad, and painful, but she can easily learn from that

Or be worse, this could go 2 ways

I feel so bad for Akane for this entire conversation

Also poor Ranma like ouch… 

 Awkward

I’m going to make this hurt something fierce

Slight change since I’m hoping Ranma isn’t as “peak fight or flight” by this point

Genma don’t be an asshole for FIVE MINUTES

Please, that’s all I want

If she doesn’t learn the truth before the end I will make a bad decision

Really, I will

Don’t kill Genma, you can’t

 Akane, don’t say like you wouldn’t… honestly

Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, honestly, just look the other way Ranma

*sigh* 

Ranma…

See, this kind of crap here is why I really don’t like Cologne

any other day Akane’d be right

oof, that means he self aware that girls flock to him

I’m quite frustrated by that if I’m honest

Ranma is clueless about all the wrong things

I love him but God I wanna punch him sometimes

Why is there a swing from the ceiling?!

I had a jolt from the way they set that panel up, thanks

Are you trying to kill me?!

Thank you Cologne, now fuck off

Oh thank God, at least he learned

This is nonanime stuff so I have no clue what’s happening but anything to make Happosai miserable

I’m enjoying this immensely

 ugh, “think of it as a compliment” ghost

Eat me

 okay, yeah, as much as I want him dead, that’s worse

I’m glad he’s not a one-and-done character

I will forever ONLY call him Taro when it is NonDialogue

Wait Saffron as in big-bad Saffron?

I literally only know pieces of the end so I’m just pulling from what I know

Lol, wait… was that soldier Anime only too?

I almost liked you there for a sec Taro

Now I’m pissed again

bravo

Oh, YIKES

… if Ranma falls into the Spring of Drowned Twins would he split?

 I’m not going to DO IT, obviously!

I’m just curious okay… 

that answers that… and kills anyone other than Ranma’s plan to turn back to normal I hope everyone is aware of that

oof

Since when is there a castle on an island in Japan

tis just a scratch, I’ll admit that was funny

Ranma… your stomach gets you in so many problems

ok, that was wholesome

I approve

Okay, so my understanding is that Mrs. Tendo got sick, so I can understand the reactions to Kasumi

BUT I still find it odd because… well… anyone in my house gets sick and you mostly can’t even tell I mean, minus a worse attitude and a mask, other than that though, nope we keep ‘er movin’

 I’m moving this section sooner EVEN IF IT KILLS ME!

I like her mom’s cookbook tho

I could make a Ranma x Ryoga joke here, but I won’t

I also won’t make a Ranma x Ryoga joke chapter cuz I’m nice like that

Actually I might have no choice

I’m FINE just dying

 Help

my multishipper heart is dying here

 I love this

InstaRegret for THREE people

If nothing else, I’m impressed

(well three once Ranma’s back to normal)

I need help

Fangirling/Fanboying/Fanpeopling is dangerous folks, remember that

Poor Ryoga

Though I too feel that right now like where do I look because everything coming in at mach 6

I’m changing that one scene tho cuz I can’t justify the aftermath without it

This… is… weird to say the least

I feel like I should just expect anything with Gosunkugi remotely involved to be weird at this point

okay, not as weird as I expected

glad it was short tho

I think I am officially out of anime terf

YAY, new content!

This is why I ask about any ship that isn’t Ranma x Akane

Also, names?

That- that- that can’t... 

I DIDN’T NEED TO KNOW THAT!

EWWW

gross

WHY?!?!!

also, biology, that’s not how that works!!

You two ARE idiots

Ryoga you die I’ll kill you

Well… that hurt to see so quick…

Ranma, get up!

I officially hate this Herb guy

ok, so if you put HOT water in the ladle do you stay that way forever?

Alright! Way to go Ryoga!

I need to stop shipping Rivals it’s bad for my health

fucking eat it you dick!

 Poor Akane

nevermind, Ranma you idiot

awwwww

ok, so that whole no more Anime-content… I was wrong, and I admit that, but still

I’m just thinking of my bff when they realize she’s an adult cuz, yeah, she’s like that too

 except like physically an adult unlike tiny-Hinako

 oh MY GOD Ukyo you’re driving me up the goddamn wall I swear!

THANK YOU AKANE!

 “You’re all Ranma’s fiancées” when only one of them actually is 

GIANT SIGH OF ANNOYANCE

Ranma, learn to communicate, PLEASE!

Okay… so is this where they figured it out or are some ppl still in the dark?

TIMELINE!!

Honestly, mood Ranma, mood

This entire plot line confuses me if I’m being totally honest

I mean I live for the Akane focus, but there are so many better ways to do this

#ranma ½ #ranma 1/2 #ranma saotome #ranma #akane tendo #nabiki tendo #kasumi tendo #soun tendo #genma saotome #nodoka ​saotome #tatewaki kuno #kodachi kuno #full series au #bc I know no restraint #I'm doing this to distract from stress shut up #don't judge me #COVID19 binge watch

[dawnwriterimagines]

Three Heroes: Various!BNHA x Reader (Part 4)

This is a Todoroki x Bakugo x Reader x Midoriya fanfic, inspired by the My Hero Academia movie: Two Heroes, the storyline will be adjusted due to the readers presence. The reader is All Might's Daughter. Read on and I hope you enjoy!

Warning(s): Blood, Violence, Fluff, Poly!Relationship, mature content, and swearing, etc.

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You all were climbing the stairs, the footsteps of you and your classmates echoing through the halls as you rushed passed the giant floor numbers. Passing by Level 20, you all turned the corner and proceeded to climb, progressing to the 30th floor after running nonstop.

You all paused as you stopped at the large printed numbers, 30, you turned towards Melissa, who was the last to appear at the end of the steps. "Melissa, how many floors are there?" Iida questioned as he and Izuku stopped next to you.

"We need to get to the 200th floor!" She huffed out, panting in slight exhaustion.

Your eye's widened slightly, Kaminari and Mineta gapped almost in horror, "There's what?" Kaminari questioned.

"That's way too many stairs!" Mineta groaned.

Momo shook her head, "But it's way better than running into the villains!"

You all nodded before continuing, you ran beside Shouto and Izuku, you all panting slightly, yet determined to keep going as you passed the next few floors. Passing by the 40th, 50th, 60th, all the way to the 80th floor, where you skidded to a stop as you found the stairwell blocked by a metal barrier. Iida stops next to you before frowning, "It's blocked!" Everyone comes up to see, panting. God, you hated stairs.

"What should we do, break through it?" Shouto suggested.

Melissa stared at the emergency precaution barrier, "If we did that, I'm sure the security system would alert the villains." She said.

You frowned before you turned as Mineta began to pull at an emergency door handle, "What about this one?" You gasped as he pulled it and opened it, alerting the system.

"Mineta!"

"No, don't!"

"Hold on!"

Of course you were all to late but, since you had no other option, you all had to keep going, so you all ran through the doorway and down the hall.

"Is there another way to go up?" Shouto questioned as we all ran, you glanced towards Melissa.

"There should be another emergency stair case at the end of the hall!"

You looked forwards as there was suddenly a loud sound and a few meters ahead, a metal barrier struck the ground, locking in place before it repeated a few meters closer. You gritted your teeth, "They're closing us off!" You said before you caught sight of a metal door a few feet away, but it was about to be blocked by a barrier.

"Shouto/Todoroki!"

He already understood and his ice spread like a wildfire, "I'm on it!" His ice quickly spreads and spears forwards, stopping the barrier from fully closing. You and Iida quickly jump over the opening before sprinting towards the closed doorway, it wouldn't open for us now but it would be no problem to break it down.

You brought up a charged fist, your power, however, charging through your legs as well, unwillingly, you didn't have time to worry though as you and Iida hit the metal doorway full force. With loud battle crys, you both blasted the doorway apart and skidded to a stop in the smoke. You looked around seeing the greenery around you suddenly, it was like a giant greenhouse, the glass windows surrounding the place we're locked from the outside. "This way everyone!" Iida called out to the group.

You could still feel the energy coursing through your legs, you winced slightly as you suddenly felt your heart throbbing. "Dammit..." you cursed silently, placing a hand over your heart with a soft pant, you had forgotten about taking your jewel with you. It helped you regulate the power flow of your quirk, but now that it was so messy and free, it let loose everytime you summoned it. Your chest clenched unwillingly, it didn't hurt so much now, but you had to remind yourself not to use your power as much now, without your power director with every use you'd be vulnerable to the pain that blossomed in your chest.

As Izuku and Shouto came through, they could see the pained look on your face as you placed a hand over your chest. They both understood immediately, having known of your condition for a while now. They both ran over to you, sharing worried looks, "(y/n) are you alright?" Shouto asked, his hand on your arm as Izuku took your hand.

"Are you ok? Does it hurt? You shouldn't use your power too much with out your converter, it's not safe!" He frowned, paling as you gave him a forced smile, straightening up, he could see the way your hand shook as you gave the both a thumbs up.

"It's ok. I'll be ok, don't worry," you looked between them both before everyone else came through the hole in the wall and you had to keep moving again. Shouto and Izuku shared a glance, frowning slightly together, before running after you.

As you all moved forwards, Jirou stopped and had a hand out, "Hold on!" You all stopped, "Look!" She pointed forwards where there was an elevator door, you could see the numbers climbing, you gasped. "The elevators coming up!"

"Don't tell me the villains found us!" Mineta paled.

You turned to look around, "We need to hide, before they get here!"

"We should let them pass! Quick, everybody!" Izuku ran over to a large bush for everyone to fit, we all squeezed together, you squatted down between the boys and watched as the elevator came to this floor.

It opened and you sank deeper down into the bush, you could feel everyone basically beginning to panic. You didn't want to have to fight anyone, you weren't even at the 100th floor yet, if you were delayed now, you may never get to the 200th floor. Please, they had to pass! Please don't see us!

"Of all places, they had to pick somewhere with a hiding spot," the villain groaned, walking forwards with his partner beside him. "Well they said the kids are here," the other one said.

You could hear them stomp down, once, "Hey!" You squeezed your lips together, "We see you! Damn kids!"

You felt Shouto's and Izuku's grip on your sides tense and you couldn't help your hands suddenly charging up with energy. Would you really have to face them?

"Whaddya say ya bastard?"

You gasped, perking up, your head coming above the bush alittle to see, it was Katsuki. And Kirishima. "What are you two doing here?" They were both face to face with the two villains, you noted their bullet proof vests and luckily lack of guns, they definitely had quirks if they were so confident to go against you all.

"Hmph! That's what I wanna know too!" Katsuki stepped forwards, obviously suspicious of the men.

You could see Katsuki sneering in disgust from here, but kirishima pulled him back, "Let me handle this!" Kirishima offered, seeing Katsuki about to explode. "Um, we kinda got lost looking for this party," he responded honestly, so they had no idea what was happening? "Can you, maybe, point us in the right direction?" How the hell do you get lost to a reception on the 80th floor, how the hell did they even get up here?

The taller villains hand suddenly enlarged, turning webbed and giant, something building inside of it. "Don't lie to me! Or you'll regret it!" He leaned forwards before hurling his attack straight for Kirishima.

Oh no.

"Hey, watch out!"

"Kirishima!"

There was a wave of ice before there was a purple wave wave of energy that combined itself with it, like a binding, it secured itself around the ice. Katsuki skids in front of it, stopping next to Kirishima who sat on the floor, shocked to have been attacked. "This is..." Katsuki turns towards you both, seeing your hands moving to bind your energy and Shouto still crouched down.

Katsuki immediately freezes upon seeing you, even once you put your hands down and sigh in relief as he's unharmed. That dress..you looked...amazing. He was freezing up again, his mouth running dry as his eye's run over your frame and capture your look. Your hair perfectly framing your beautiful face and that dress hugging you perfectly. Although you were sweaty and tired, you've never looked so hot or badass. God dammit, he loved you. "(Y/n)..." he breathes before grinning faintly as you both make eye contact. Your eye's brightening as you take in his outfit and the look on his face, you liked seeing him in formal wear, mostly because he never did it.

His grin hardly fades instantly as your hand goes to your chest, your eye's going wide as you're overcome by a sudden pain. Your eye's nearly get teary, you look away from him and grimace painfully as your heart throbs and your energy flickers through you. Katsuki couldn't help himself as he began running over to you, he knows what's happening, unfortunately he's seen it before. Your condition was no secret to him and that only made him worry more. "(Y/n)!" He called to you, you looked up at him, before you both heard a loud thud. Looking up, the ice behind your energized restraints began to break apart, you paled as, although they were struggling, they'd be out in no time.

Shouto acts quick, his hand going down to the ground once more to spread towards you and the group, "We'll take care of them down here! Find a way to get to the top!" He demands before you can stop him, you feel your shoes being stuck to the ice, glaring at Shouto you notice him make eye contact with you. You collapse to your knees.

"Shouto! Katsuki!" You shout, angry at Shouto for sending you up when you could've helped them. Although you knew you'd be more a hindrance between the three, with your power hurting you more than if was helping.

"(Y/n), we'll be fine! Icyhot, shitty hair and I've got this you were surprised to hear Katsuki reassuring you, he looked at you with urgency, his eyes worried for you. "We'll be up there after we deal with these assholes, ok! Wait for us! Don't do anything stupid with Deku over there!"

Your eye's widened before you nodded as the ice pillar became taller and taller, finally stopping by a walkway a few hundred feet off the ground.

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"What's going on? You guys are here too?" Kirishima asked before walking closer to Shouto, confused km the situation. "What the hell going on, todoroki?"

He looks over at the two, 'You hadn't heard the broadcast alert?" This redheads confused look gives the answer away, "never mind then, some villains have taken over the tower!"

Bakugo and Kirishima look at him in shock, "What?!"

"That's what this is about?" Bakugo seethed, surprised.

That's when the villains finally broke through the ice and your barrier, a man, shorter than his friend walked out with his partner and angrily roared, "So, you wanna pick a fight huh?" He shook, turning his skin sickening, bruised purple and his body growing in size. "Let's see how touch you really are!" His clothes ripped and his large fists twice and big, ready to pummel.

Todoroki didn't hesitate, his ice cold hand moving forwards to send a seige of ice barreling towards the monstrous man. He surprised at how easily he ends up breaking it apart, roaring and punching his way through until Todoroki, Bakugo, and Kirishima are forced to jump away from him. Bakugo, however, charges up a blast, his palm igniting with explosions before he thrusts his palm forwards into the monsters back. "Die!"

There's a loud explosion and he hears the groan of his enemy, bakugo lands in a crouch, stunned once the villain is up in seconds and a giant fist is hurtling towards him. He doesn't react quick enough, but Kirishima luckily pushes him out of the way hardens his body quickly. His arm's taking the impact before he's sent soaring backwards, through todoroki's wall of ice and into the far wall.

"Kirishima!"

"Dodge!" Todoroki shouts.

Bakugo does so and bursts upwards as todoroki presses his foot down and ice is sent forwards at a blistering speed. The other villain slashes at the cold substance as it spreads spreads to envelope him. Leaping away Bakugo and Todoroki end up back to back, "you boys know how to fight, don't ya?"

"Where'd you come from?" The larger villain on all fours questions. Facing both villains the two student hero's frown as their hands once more are filled with their quirks.

"Right! Like we'd tell a couple of weak, ass villains!" Bakugo smirks, his palms lighting up with explosions.

"Why would we tell you anything?" Todoroki's palm once more is covered in a layer of ice.

Before the two engage in a fight, however, Bakugo turns his head slightly towards Todoroki, "Oi, icyhot, what happened to my girl?" He questioned the boy, Shouto glances at him before his expressions changes as he remembers your pained look briefly. "She can't be fighting like this ya know, not without her conductor."

"I know," Shouto says. "She didn't bring it. No one expected us to have to be fighting for our lives Bakugo."

Bakugo glared at the boy for that last comment, "Well next time be more mindful! She shouldn't be fighting at all!" He said before blasting forwards. Shouto pauses for a moment before following his lead, using his ice to glide forwards in the opposite direction.

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Smashing through the door in front of the group, midoriya and Iida run through it, looking around, shocked to find no other way to go, every other way was blocked.

You stepped out of the blasted doorway, frowning as everyone began to question where to go, was this as far as we go? No, it couldn't be...huh?

Your eye's narrowed in surprise as you found yourself staring at a vent on the far ceiling, you pointed up to it, "Hey, Melissa," you got her attention, "Where does that vent lead too? Over there!" You asked her, everyone following your gaze before gasping.

Melissa looked up at it. "It must lead to the maintenance room for the sunlight system!"

Iida brightens up, grinning. "There's probably an emergency ladder in the maintenance room, right?"

"Yes, but it's a manual release, so someone would have to be inside to let it down for us," Melissa said, frowning at the realization.

Ochaco slumped. "Is this it? We can't go any further?"

Your fists clenched, the explosions and cursing from bakugo and the destructive thuds and cooling temperature from Todoroki slowly getting to you. You wanted to help them but if this is as far as we could get, how could you all help everyone else. There had to be a way! "No, there's still a chance!" You announce before your hand is soon lighting up with a ball of energy as everyone turns to you. You throw the energy blast to the vents surface and watch as the entrance explodes, "Someone can climb through, climb the exterior wall and open the ladder from the inside!"

Everyone brightens up once more, the idea becoming a reality. "Oh, right! There has to be another vent waiting inside!"

"But, who can climb through the vent and climb the exterior wall without falling?" Izuku mutters.

Everyone turns to Mineta, who immediately backs up from his suicidal classmates, "No! No, I can't! Do you have any idea how far up we are?" He stiffens entirely as Kaminari comes up behind a him to wrap an arm around his shoulder.

"If you save everyone and become a celebrity, you'll be famous and have girls everywhere!" Kaminari gave gave a perverted thumbs up, you glared at him for encouraging the boys already perverted nature. "Plus, I'd think the girls here would be might thankful for doing this, don't you thimk?"

Jirou and Ochaco lean down to the grape head, "Please, Mineta!"

"Just imagine the harem!" Kaminari swoons.

Mineta takes one glance at you, your tight dress, before his face builds with tears and his hands are grabbing the air once more, "Oh man! Ok, fine I'll do it, whatever!" Tears stream down his face, terrified.

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Soon, you and the rest of the group are climbing the stairs to the maintenance room, you were climbing before Izuku, he was right below you when he noticed you had stopped and he made the decision to look up. It just so happens he'd be looking straight up your dress, a simple draft blowing through your dress and giving him a great view of your round backside in black lace underwear. He can't look away, until you start moving again after Iida finally enters the maintenance room and you hop up to climb into the room. Izuku takes the last few shaky steps up the ladder, his eyes wide and his face red as a beet, he can swear his pants feel alittle tight now.

"Zuku, are you ok?"

He stiffens, before turning his he's towards you, swallowing harshly although his throat feels dry. He gives you a shaky thumbs up, his ears burning, "Y-yeah, I'm fine," he assures you, before you smile at him and turn to follow the rest of the group, his gaze flickers down and he finds himself staring at the sway of your hips.

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"Boss!" From the higher floors, one of the villains, a white haired man, with dark goggles stares at the security footage as well as glancing towards the identification list, he speaks into his comm where he knows his leader is listening. "These are no ordinary kids in the tower," he glares at the identification pictures on the screens. "They're students from U.A. high's hero course. They're well-trained," He says before glancing at one photo in particular, "All Might's Daughter is with them, she hasn't escaped like we thought."

He chuckles darkly, glancing at All Might briefly, "Good, make sure she doesn't leave. Although, I doubt she will," Then, the boss growls bitterly, "But, they're after the security system. They're heading to reroute it. Be on high alert!" He then continued, "Now since you've sent the security drones to the 80th floor, raise any barriers from floors 100 to 130 and let them pass freely," he orders.

The two villains on the other side of the speaker stiffen, "But, sir-" They're interrupted.

"Just do what I say." He demands before smirking, "and one last thing, leave the girl to me," he orders, his head turning to look at the number one hero, restrained on the stage. He grin's psychotic before turning away and ending the conversation on the other side of the device.

All Might grits his teeth, sneering at the villain as he mentions his daughter, he let's out a grunt as he feels his form deteriorating, before he flexes with a groan. That Villain was threatening you. He had to get to you, you were still in danger and he didn't like that look in the villains eyes.

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"It seems like we've gotten pretty lucky," Kaminari started as you all proceeded, running down the empty, open hallway. To say you were all surprised was an understatement, they had locked down all the halls, hadn't they? The security system didn't just stop at the higher floors, if anything it would've been stronger. "The paths been clear since he 100th floor."

"Do you think we lost them maybe?" Ochaco wondered.

"That can't be it, they still have cameras on every floor. They're still watching us," you said, glancing at a side camera at the corner of a locked down window.

"Its possible they're leading us somewhere!" Momo said, panting as she ran.

"Even so, we're so close to the top floor." Izuku said, running to the edge of the hallway. "We're so close to this being over!" You hoped he was right. Your hand came to rest against your chest as you ran, the pain had subsided but there was a light throb every moment and you couldn't help but feel like it wasn't a good sign. You reached into your thigh pouch as you ran, alittle behind the group, you pulled out a small pill, it was apart of the medication you made for your father. You had no choice, if you wanted to be useful you had to get the pain under control. You breathed deeply, biting your lip before making your decision and taking the pill quickly. The medication wasn't meant for you, it was meant to withstand the effects of One for All, you may not feel much of anything, at least if you don't push yourself too far.

#midoriya x reader #bnha midoriya #deku midoriya #bnha x reader #bnha imagines #tododekubaku #todoroki shoto x reader #mha todoroki #todoroki x reader #bakugo x reader #mha bakugou #katsuki bakugou

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Fairy Tail Pride

Day 16 Prompt: “I want to come home with you” Pairing: OT4, poly, Natsu x Lucy x Lisanna [x Yukino] Additional Notes: Non-explicit sex scene, mentions of sex, sex humor @ft-wwtdp

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“I want to come home with you,” Natsu whined at Lucy as Mira closed the bar in the background. He wasn’t drunk, this time, and Lucy wasn’t drunk either, this time. Gray and Erza were long gone, doing whatever they did, and Wendy was abed. Happy, Natsu’s faithful buddy, was with Wendy, and that stung.

“No.”

“C’moooon,” he pestered, getting ready to turn his puppy dog eyes on her. Those always worked! Lucy would cave, and he could go have a nice time in her clean, good-smelling house full of food. He loved Lucy’s apartment - it always felt like home to him, and sometimes he couldn’t resist being drawn to it. It smelled just like her after all. “Luuuuce.”

“Buzz off, Natsu; I’m too tired for your antics tonight.”

Mira and Lisanna both giggled but Natsu ignored them to focus on Lucy. She must be tired, if she hadn’t given in yet. Staring intently, he gauged if pushing his luck would earn him a kick, and decided it would.

“Alright, night, Luce!” he shouted, marching out the door. Of course, he looped back around, carelessly wandering down the streets, weaving in and out of side alleys to kill time, enjoying the cool midnight air. Lucy had been awfully tired lately, although she seemed fine on jobs. What was up with that anyway? When he asked Gray, the man had laughed and called him a baby, that ice jerk. Erza had just made a face, stating she didn’t know what he was talking about, before swiftly walking away. So weird.

It wasn’t as simple as it used to be, getting into Lucy’s apartment. After several horrible things had happened to it - by accident! - she’d paid a hefty amount to install some heavy duty spells, then had Freed and Levy fix it all up perfect. Good thing Natsu wasn’t someone she was trying to keep out or he wouldn’t stand a chance of getting in there.

“Lucy must be sick; she forgot to lock the door,” Natsu mumbled under his breath. He usually tried the door in the hallway first just in case. No sense in leaving it open for burglars, although Natsu would be more than willing to kick their asses if they dared to break in and hurt her. Jiggling the handle quietly, he slipped in and clicked it shut behind him.

Contrary to popular rumors, Natsu could be silent. He usually didn’t try hard, but he did for Lucy. If she was so tired, he’d let her sleep. That didn’t stop him from making a bee-line toward the kitchen - she had the best food, and unlike his, it was usually cold and fresh!

A strange, unfamiliar sound stopped him dead in his tracks, rooting him to the spot. Discerning the noise as a small moan, he wondered if she was having a nightmare, since it definitely came from the bedroom. Happy sometimes had nightmares too, and Natsu knew he did, although his nightmares came with flames and screams. Shuddering a bit, he padded in, intending to wake her up and give her a hug.

“Oh, oh… oh!”

His sensitive nose working hard, ears taking in the clues, he paced forward quickly, bursting in.

“Natsu!”

“What’re you doing?”

Lisanna and Lucy traded glances frantically, after Lucy stopped shouting and grasping at the blanket to cover them. Lisanna didn’t bother, just looking at him wide-eyed, then back at Lucy, although Natsu couldn’t read her expression well. He just wasn’t good at reading expressions under normal circumstances, so he certainly had no idea what her look meant in this one.

“Look Natsu, I know you didn’t get the birds and the bees talk when you were a kid or whatever, but I don’t think I should explain what sex is to you…”

Natsu tapped his foot irritably.

“...even if it is between two women and if you have a problem with that…”

He crossed his arms, surly.

“...sex, I mean…”

Lucy was losing steam and Natsu snapped, “I know what sex is, Lucy.”

That made Lisanna giggle, as Lucy sputtered unexpectedly.

“I have sex all the time, what’s the big deal? I wanna know what you’re doing if you’re so tired! What if you get sick?” he demanded then it hit him, “Unless… you lied to me to have sex with Lisanna!”

“Natsu, shut up! The neighbors can hear you!” Lucy shrieked back, forgetting the blanket as she leapt up to cover his mouth. He did what he always did, and he licked her. She danced around, naked, as he pouted, “You like Lisanna more than me.”

“Of course I do, you dolt! She’s my girlfriend,” Lucy hissed and Lisanna gave an innocent look Natsu knew to be the mark of the devil. He appealed to her, “I thought you guys liked me.” He complained, “We were going to get married, remember?”

“Natsu, we were kids.”

“And now we’re not.” He narrowed his eyes, figuring things out rapidly, “So if she’s your girlfriend, and you’re her girlfriend, then the answer is…”

“You leave and let me orgasm?” Lucy said archly, arms folded under her breasts with fury.

“I should be your boyfriend.”

“Mine?” both yelped.

He nodded, having worked it all out. “Both your boyfriend. And you can still be girlfriends. Then you can just tell me you want to have sex,” Lucy flinched a bit at the word from his lips, “Without me. Instead of lying. Or you can tell me when you want to have sex with you too, I guess.” That was added with a careless shrug. “If you want.”

“Well,” Lisanna ventured, sitting on the edge of the bed comfortably, having procured a long nightshirt while Lucy and Natsu were bickering. She patted the bed beside her, and before Lucy could move, Natsu had taken a seat. Lisanna rolled her eyes a bit and patted the other side. Slinging an arm around each of them, she continued slowly, “I did say I was going to marry him, but I am very attached to you, Lucy. Plus, I think Natsu is too, all things considered. Is there isn’t any reason why I couldn’t have the two loves of my life at the same time?”

“But…” Lucy protested weakly, crossing her legs, “My orgasm.”

“Is probably not happening tonight,” Lisanna finished sagely, then whispered, “Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth the wait.”

“Me too,” Natsu added generously, sure Lucy would be grateful for his brilliant plan, once she got some rest...

There was a long silence at the table before Yukino crackled up. She wheezed so hard, her sides hurt and tears rolled down her cheeks at the story. It would’ve been hard not to laugh, considering the three lively storytellers facing her. They were tucked in the corner of Fairy Tail’s noisy hall, not another soul paying attention to their outlandish story or the way the three casually touched each other.

Lucy sighed, “And then Natsu did make it up to me.”

“Hey, you said -” Natsu cut in, getting ready to parrot Lucy’s words back to her about how blown… away she was at his skills. Lucy stomped on his foot, making him bite his tongue, and Lisanna deftly slid in to finish what they were asking, “Anyway, we figured, since this was working out… and we clearly all have a type -- if you’d be interested? It's pretty informal but we like to be totally open, since, uh, lying gets you into pickles, right guys?”

“Hmm, might be weird, since I’m from another guild,” Yukino commented after she stopped sobbing with laughter and composed herself. She’d had a good idea why she’d been invited over to the guild, so that wasn’t a surprise, but the story most certainly was. The poly part wasn’t much of a surprise either - outside of Fairy Tail, who thought of each other as family - it was fairly common for guildmates to shack up together or be casual about their sleeping arrangements, even with multiple other mages. Sabertooth was notorious for it, since Sting didn’t particularly care to be strict like some other guildmasters. And because he’d been known to do it a time or two himself, and he had to watch that hypocrisy once he became the guild’s leader.

“No pressure,” Lisanna smiled, leaning against Lucy, who had her leg slung over the both of them. Lucy beamed, “Yeah, this isn’t an ultimatum or anything, join us or be shunned. Totally open and we have some firm rules that even Natsu follows. We can always try it, and if it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. There’s just some… strong personalities… in the group to balance out…”

“You sure you don’t want someone from your gui--”

“We’re sure,” Lucy and Lisanna chorused whilte Natsu snorted his opinion.

“Why don’t you think about it, and you can stay the night at my place,” Lisanna said, “Mira loves you, and she’d dote on you so much! I’ll stay at Lucy’s, so you don’t feel any weird pressure.”

Yukino looked between them, noting the easy trust and warmth. It was awfully tempting to stay with Mira, although Yukino now had Sorano in her life - she wasn’t the softest big sister in the world. But on the other hand, if she was even considering this, she probably should get a taste of what she was getting into.

Not sure how much she’d regret it, she remarked calmly, “I’ll stay with you at Lucy’s too. To see what I’m getting into.”

“And then we can visit Mira in the morning so she can cram us full of pancakes!” Lisanna nodded as all three grinned. Yukino tried to ignore the glow, tried to go in unbiased, but she had a feeling she’d be visiting Fairy Tail a lot more in the future.

#fairy tail #fanfic #mine #naluli #ftlgbtpride2019

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2018 in Review

A list of stories I’ve posted in 2018.

This list is kind of long because I posted a lot of back-logged stories this year.

The 100 fanfic:

I Found a Girl | Bellamy/Clarke | 495 words | PG | Bellamy’s been walking all night, carrying the weight of the world and the lone survivor of Factory Station. His mission to find Clarke has failed miserably. And another member of the group died on his watch. He’s not looking forward to this homecoming, but Camp Jaha has a surprise waiting for him.  

Weather the Storm With You | Bellamy/Clarke | 1828 words | PG | Bellamy gets more than he bargained for during a hail storm. Like a wet, angry, sobbing Clarke in his tent.

All These Things I’ve Done | Bellamy | 398 words | PG | Picking up the pieces of your life isn’t as easy as watching them fall apart, especially when there’s no one there to help you.

Running Out of Reasons to Pretend | Bellamy/Clarke | 638 words | PG | The morning before Bellamy and Lincoln make their daring attempt to infiltrate Mt. Weather, Bellamy has a quiet moment with Clarke. He doesn’t know what to say to her anymore, but he’s tired of pretending he doesn’t care.

Every Time I Turn Around | Bellamy/Clarke | 272 words | PG | Since she came back, Clarke is always there whenever Bellamy turns around, even when he doesn’t know he needs her. Bellamy’s thoughts during his emotional conversation with Clarke in 3.13.

Friends in Low Places | Clarke & Murphy | 836 words | R: mild language | Murphy and Clarke are locked in her room in Polis, but they need to escape before the next Heda is crowned and the kill order goes into effect. Or worse. Tag for s3e07.

At the Center of the Night | Bellamy/Clarke | 2043 words | R | Sleepless nights send Bellamy and Clarke on a crash course to finally fixing their friendship. Post season 3.

Worn Around the Edges | Bellamy/Clarke | 3031 words | PG | Bellamy tries to be the friend that Clarke needs while she deals with what happened in The City of Light even if it tears apart his heart.

Follow You Down | Bellamy/Clarke | 849 words | PG-13 | There are a lot of dangers on the ground, but Bellamy found out quickly that the scariest one was Clarke Griffin. She had ways of hurting him he’d never imagined, and yet, he keeps going back for more. Like a moth to a flame in the center of hell.

Every Time We Say Goodbye | Bellamy/Clarke | 586 words | PG | Saying good-bye gets harder and harder. Bellamy hopes this one isn’t forever. Episode tag for S02e16.

Mid-Morning Interlude | Bellamy/Clarke | 1570 words | PG-13 | They’ve been on the ground a week, and Clarke has had enough of the whining. She needs a break. Too bad Bellamy can’t seem to leave her alone. Too bad she sort of likes that about him.

Always & Forever | Bellamy & Octavia | 673 words | PG | Just a little snapshot of a cold night on the Ark for young Bellamy and Octavia.

Handle With Care | Bellamy/Clarke | 886 words | PG | Set not long after s1e10 (I Am Become Death). Clarke is left to clean up the dropship on her own, but Bellamy thinks there’s something more important that she should be doing.

Forty Days to Gone | Bellamy/Clarke | 462 words | PG | Bellamy contemplates the first forty days on the ground with Clarke.

Wash Away the Pain | Bellamy/Clarke | 1272 words | PG-13 | Clarke has too much blood on her hands, but Bellamy is there to help wash it away.

End of the Line | Bellamy/Clarke | 690 words | PG-13 | An alternate scene in episode 1.07. Clarke and Bellamy disagree on how to handle the captured Lincoln. Because there’s no coming back once you cross that line.

Won’t Say I Told You So (But I Totally Did) | Bellamy/Clarke | 1780 words | PG | Things would run a lot smoother in camp if people would just get their heads out of their asses and listen to Clarke. And by “people” she means Bellamy. Takes place in the first weeks on the ground but without them ever contacting the Ark.

A Hero Without a Sunset to Ride Into | Bellamy | 608 words | PG-13 | The war may be over, but the battles never end. Bellamy contemplates the consequences of war. Post-season 2 finale.

Unstoppable | Octavia | 523 words | PG-13 | Octavia doesn’t need anyone to tell her who she is–she already knows.

Don’t Look at Me That Way | Bellamy/Clarke | 590 words | PG | Things are running smoother on the ground thanks to Clarke’s effect on Bellamy.

Us Against Everything | Bellamy/Clarke | 1539 words | PG | Canon divergent. With a brutal winter ahead, Bellamy realizes there might be more than friendship growing between him and Clarke.

Fall to Pieces | Bellamy/Clarke | 1454 words | PG | Canon divergent. After a year on the ground, Bellamy and Clarke are finally ready to confront their feelings. As long as Bellamy doesn’t break his neck first.

Meanwhile, Life Goes On | Bellamy/Clarke | 1108 words | PG | With two new graves dug, Bellamy finally realizes he’s going to need help keeping everyone alive, but first, he has to get everyone inside the walls.

I Wanna Be Your Left-Hand Man | Bellamy/Clarke | 1597 words | PG-13: missing limbs | An accident takes something from Bellamy that he can never get back, but he has Clarke to get him through.

Heaven Help Him | Bellamy & Heaven | 643 words | G |A fluffy AU of my Heaven Can’t Wait story. Bellamy gets hurt on the job, but luckily there’s someone there to kiss it and make it all better.

No Place Else I’d Rather Be | Bellamy/Clarke | 2585 words | PG-13 | When Bellamy and Clarke get stuck in the mud, it’s finally time to have a conversation that’s been brewing far too long.

Hope for the Future | Bellamy & Murphy | 470 words | PG | Four years after they lost everything, Bellamy and Murphy have a quiet moment to remember and find hope for a future that may never happen. Canon-divergent from the end of season 4. A little glimpse of what life might have been like on the ring.

Hope is a Four-Letter Word | Bellamy/Clarke | 300 words | PG | Clarke had Bellamy once upon a time and took it for granted. Now she’s paying the price. Or she could listen to Madi (and Echo) and take a chance.

Penny For Your Thoughts | Bellamy/Clarke | 545 words | G | A year after waking up light years from Earth, Bellamy and Clarke have a quiet moment and make some decisions.

Where the Green Grass Grows | Bellamy/Clarke | 1079 words | G | Three years after settling on New Earth, Bellamy and Octavia finally find themselves at ease with life and looking forward to the future.

Red vs Blue fanfic:

Burnt Toast | Wash/Carolina | 1013 words | PG | Two years ago, they shut down Project Freelancer for good, saved the people of Chorus from mutual annihilation, and stopped Hargrove from destroying more lives. Now Carolina and Wash have to figure out how to live with everything that happened and each other.

Rockets Red Glare | Blue Team | 639 words | R: language | The one where the DVD collection is a mess and Caboose thinks it’s the 4th of July.

Shut Up and Dance | York/Carolina | 1684 | PG | A mission without armor and weapons? Instead, there’s black ties and gowns. Schmoozing and dancing. Sounds like Carolina’s worst nightmare. Specifically, the dancing part. York, though, is loving every bit of it. Especially, the dancing part.

Midnight in the Garden of Our Past Lives | Wash/Carolina | 1440 words | PG-13 | It’s late, and Wash can’t sleep. But he’s not the only one. Maybe what he and Carolina really need is someone to talk them through the dark night. Cuddling also works.

Gross Family | Tucker & Junior | 292 words | PG-13: mild language | Junior visits Tucker–from Junior’s POV.

Nightlight | Wash & Caboose | 561 words | G | There are still a lot Wash has to learn about the inner workings of Blue base now that Epsilon is gone. Like Caboose’s sleeping habits.

Better Late Than Never | York/Carolina | 1007 words | PG-13 | Yet another mission shot to hell, but Carolina’s having a hard time staying mad at York. What with his flowers and awkward flirting.

Left Behind | Carolina & Tex | 607 words | PG-13 | They never come back from their last mission.

Best Service Minimum Wage Can Buy: Why Are We Here? | Simmons & Griff |453 words | R: language | I blame this post @red-vs-red but make no apologies. Welcome to BurniMart where the pay sucks and the service is even worse. In this episode, Simmons regrets all his life choices.

Attention to Detail | Epsilon and the gang | 9832 words | R: language | After their last Eleventh Hour Hail Mary mission, Grif had plopped down right among the dying enemy soldiers and said he wasn’t moving until he got some leave. He wouldn’t even budge for Sarge’s shotgun. “We’ve saved the galaxy enough times. I think we deserve a vacation.” No one could come up with a logical rebuttal for that so they headed to the nearest resort planet.

Unfair Advantage | York/Carolina | 798 words | R: language | Watching Carolina spar on any day could leave a man breathless, speechless, and probably a little brain dead from the blood rushing out of his head to other parts of his body. But watching Carolina spar against Wyoming sans armor. That’s something else entirely.

Save the Last Dance for Me | York/Carolina | 695 words | R: language | York’s not sure what to think when Carolina puts his dancing lessons to use because she looks amazing twirling across the floor. And he’s not the only one noticing. A sequel to Shut Up and Dance.

Girl Genius fanfic:

The Beginning of Again | Gil & Klaus | 1021 words | G | Eight-year-old Gil Holzfäller has made a few mistakes in his short, miserable life but none as far-reaching as getting his best friend expelled from his life.

The Distance Between Us | Gil/Tarvek/Agatha | 1003 words | PG | Gil has spent the last three years of his life fighting to save his friends, and now it’s over. They won. It’s time to settle down and enjoy the victory. Except nothing is ever that easy for Gil. Just when he was finding peace, Tarvek and Agatha throw him a curve ball. And it hurts.

Quit Pretending | Gil/Tarvek | 1071 words | PG-13 | Set sometime after Mechanicsburg is freed as everyone settles into life at Castle Heterodyne. Agatha thinks she knows how to fix Gil and Tarvek’s relationship. She’s usually right.

Blast From the Past | Gil/Tarvek | 841 words | PG | Tarvek is settling into another semester of university when he runs into someone from his past he thought he never wanted to see again. Now he’s not quite sure.

Sacrifices Better Left Undone | Gil/Tarvek | 1100 words | PG | The machine is finished. It works just as Agatha predicted. But not everything goes according to plan. Now Gil has to make a difficult decision. Too bad Tarvek is thinking the same thing

Wax in the Frosting | Gil & Bang | 980 words | PG | It’s been nearly a year since time stopped, freezing his friends in the town below, but Gil doesn’t even know what day it is. Luckily, Bangladesh Dupree has his back and a cake.

#fanfic #the 100 fanfic #girl genius fanfic #red vs blue fanfic #lists #2018

[god--baby]

around the fire (sfw)

poly bowers gang x reader

anonymous requested: Summertime cookout with poly Bowers gang? ♡ ♡ ♡

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“Are you sure we should let Patrick be in charge of the fire?” you asked no one in particular.

Patrick was circling the fire pit, setting wood here and there, a bottle of lighter fluid in one hand.

This had to be one of the worst ideas the group had ever had.

“If we don’t, he’ll bitch about it,” said Henry, loud enough for Patrick to hear.

“Sure will, sweetheart,” said Patrick, sickly sweet. “So why don’t you just let me do my thing, okay?”

“Okay…” you said, then turned back to where Belch stood at the table, which was covered in various foods and sticks for cooking them on.

Henry sat at a chair near the fire pit, scraping bark off a stick with his knife, keeping one eye on Patrick.

With a whoosh, the fire went up. Vic cheered, and you smiled.

“Happy, babe?” you asked him.

“Hell yeah. Glad we finally did this thing. It’s been too long,” he said, taking a marshmallow from the bag and popping it in his mouth.

Belch grimaced. “Fuck, how can you eat that raw?”

“’Cause I’m not a fucking pussy, sweetheart.”

Belch rolled his eyes. “Uh huh.”

“I’m serious, if you can’t handle a raw marshmallow, then what are you?”

“A pussy,” said Patrick.

Vic held out his hands, vindicated.

You rolled your eyes.

“If it makes you feel better, I like them better toasted, too,” you said.

“Oh I don’t like them toasted. You know me,” said Belch.

“Yeah, yeah. Light it on fire or it’s not done.”

“It’s not!” he said.

“It’s gross. You’re eating ash.”

“What’s wrong with that?” asked Patrick coming over to where you stood. He got a stick and a hot dog, then turned back to Henry. “Hey, sweetheart, you wanna weiner?”

Everyone groaned. Not this shit again.

“You make that joke every fucking time we do this,” said Vic.

“It’s still funny,” said Patrick.

“Hockstetter, if you really think that shit’s funny, your brain’s falling out your ass,” said Henry.

“What, you can take my dick, but you can’t take a dick joke?”

“I don’t take nothing from you,” Henry growled.

“That’s not what Patrick says,” said Belch.

“He’s a liar, and you know it,” said Henry.

“So he’s a liar. Not like we’re all squeaky clean,” you said.

“Atta baby,” said Patrick. “Knew you were on my side.”

You made your eyes go wide in fake surprise. “Who ever said I was on your side?”

He threw an arm around your shoulders, then whispered in your ear: “you may not be on my side, but you were on my dick just a while ago, so cut the shit, baby.”

You blushed. It was true. You’d been fucking around when Belch had come and picked the two of you up to take you out to Henry’s land.

The fire pit was nestled between an abandoned silo and an empty barn, evidence of years gone past, when this place was still a real farm.

You shrugged out of Patrick’s embrace with a short kiss to his cheek, then got yourself a stick and a hot dog, going to sit between Vic and Belch, across from where Henry sat, nursing a beer. You started roasting your hot dog, trying hard to keep it out of the flames, but not completely succeeding.

Henry got up and got one of his own, and while he was gone, Patrick got into his chair, obviously intending for Henry to sit in his lap. When Henry got back, he rolled his eyes — a movement that should have only happened on his face, but somehow took his whole body to complete. You grinned.

“What?” you said. “You don’t wanna sit in Pat’s lap?”

Henry settled in the chair that had been Patrick’s and skewered his hot dog.

“Not while he has a boner for no fucking reason.”

Surprised, you looked at Patrick’s crotch. Sure enough, his dick was obviously hard, and you laughed.

“Jesus, babe, what got you going?”

“Oh, just thinking about you,” he said, giving a fake sigh. “We didn’t get to finish up.”

That was far from true, at least for him — he had come just minutes before you had to leave. You, however, had been left hanging.

“If anyone should still be horny here, it’s me,” you said.

“Did he forget to make you come again?” asked Vic.

“What do you think?” you asked, rolling your eyes and pulling your hot dog out of the fire. It was nicely done, if a little too dark. Whatever.

You got up and got yourself a bun, sneaking a piece of chocolate that you all had been saving for s’mores. When you came back, Vic was in your seat, grinning at you. You sighed playfully and sat in his lap.

“What, you gonna finish what Patrick started?” you asked. “Gonna go down on me with God and all the world watching?”

“So we borrow Henry’s bed,” he said. “So what?”

“Not without me,” said Henry through a mouthful of food.

“Sexy,” you said, cocking an eyebrow at him.

He rolled his eyes again.

“If you don’t like it, you can leave,” he said.

“Nope, I want a show,” said Patrick. “Please, do go on.”

He grinned at you and Vic, and Vic laughed, putting an arm around your middle. You relaxed into his touch, thinking about how much of a jerk Patrick was for doing what he’d done earlier.

He’d come inside you, and then, what? Just decided that that was it, that it was over? All because Belch had come to pick you up? Asshole.

You loved him, somehow, but he was a real jerk sometimes.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about?” asked Belch.

“Patrick,” you said.

“Sure you are,” said Patrick. “Why wouldn’t you be?”

“I was thinking,” you said, clearing your throat and getting better situated on Vic’s lap, “about how much of a dick you are for leaving me hanging earlier. Asshole.”

“Listen, we didn’t have much time,” he said, not defending himself well or with any sincerity.

“Uh huh. It would have taken two fucking seconds to help me out, but did you do it? No.”

He rolled his eyes. So much eye rolling was going on today.

“Want me to make it up to you?”

“Mm, lemme think — no. Vic’s got me covered, don’t you?” you said, smiling down at Vic.

His smile got even bigger. “Sure do, sweetheart.”

“Cute,” said Henry. “But I mean it — not without me.”

“What if you’re otherwise occupied?” asked Patrick, leaning in.

Henry thought about it. “Make it worth my while, and I’ll think about it.”

Patrick leaned in closer and whispered something in his ear, then bit his earlobe. Henry pushed him away.

“I’ll think about it,” he repeated.

“Don’t think too long.”

“We still gotta make s’mores, and you guys are already thinking about fucking,” Belch said.

“Y’know, he’s got a good point,” you said. “Which is better? S’mores, or sex?”

“Sex,” everyone said in unison.

You laughed. You don’t know what you’d expected. You agreed, too.

“Fine,” you said, getting up. You grabbed the bag of marshmallows and brought it back to the fire, passing the bag around.

Patrick immediately lit his marshmallow on fire — on purpose, of course, just so he could watch it burn and blow it out at the last second. You smiled, watching him. Belch did it, too, and you watched, slowly toasting your marshmallow. When it was ready, you made your s’more and ate it, marshmallow getting all over your face.

Vic watched you, poking you in the ribs and giggling as you messily ate your dessert.

“What?” you asked.

“You got something there,” he said.

Then he licked his thumb and wiped at the corner of your mouth, sucking it off. You sighed. He could be so sweet to you that you were surprised it didn’t rot your teeth out.

You leaned down and gave him a kiss, sliding your tongue into his mouth. He followed your lead, holding you by the back of your neck as he nibbled at your bottom lip, as he put his tongue in your mouth and rolled it around. You sighed into the kiss, blissfully happy.

When you pulled away, Patrick was clapping, all sarcasm.

“That was great,” he said.

“Why do you have to be such an asshole, huh? You jealous or something?” asked Belch.

“Or something,” said Patrick, coming over to where Belch was sitting, putting his hands on his shoulders. “Wanna make me less jealous?”

Belch pushed him away. “I’m not the mood, man.”

Patrick raised his eyebrows. “Not in the mood? Too bad. I am. Henry?”

Henry sighed. “Fine. C’mere.”

Patrick went back to Henry, holding the side of his face as he kissed him, long and deep. When the kiss ended, Patrick crawled into his lap.

Henry looked like he was going to push him away, but he didn’t. He didn’t encourage him, either, kept his hands to himself.

“What is this? Everybody hates Patrick day?” asked Patrick, pouting.

It was almost cute. Almost. There was still danger behind his expression, so it couldn’t be completely adorable.

“Well, maybe, if you’d made me come, everyone would be happy with you,” you said.

Belch grunted in agreement.

“It ain’t fair, to leave someone hanging like that,” he said. “You always make the other person come, dude. It’s just polite.”

“See, that’s why we love you,” you said.

He smiled, glowing.

“Love you, too, baby.”

“I know.”

“Well, I’m done here. You ready?” asked Vic.

You stood up, taking him by the hand. “Sure. C’mon.”

You lead him back to Henry’s house, down the hall to his room.

Vic made it up to you, hard and fast. It was a good night.

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