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kirasenju · 9 months

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Nidaime-sama (Tobirama Senju x Fem! Anbu Reader)

Chapter III: Solo Mission

“Just get the scroll and come unnoticed, okay? Don't bother to take care of everyone there, that would be too risky. Even though they are runaway shinobi, but they are not weak. We dont know how much strong they can be. Just do as i say.”

“Yes, Hokage-sama…”

“Good. Go now.”

You are walking in the forest, among the trees. As soon as you see the cave, you stop and observe the surroundings. This must be the enemy's secret headquarters. They somehow stole the scroll with a forbidden jutsu, luckily it has a hard-to-break seal on it.

“I hope they didn’t manage to break the seal…” You talked to yourself, you went closer. You kill the two guards at the cave entrance silently and go inside.

After handling few guards too, you managed to take the scroll. When you were leaving, you heard a child’s voice. They are keeping him here by force for their cruel experiments. You remember Tobirama told you to leave after taking the scroll, but you cant help. How will he know anyway?

You went there and took the child away. The runaway shinobis running towards you, attacking you. You fight with one of them that tries to attack you, giving you a cut on your cheek with his kunai. You got rid of him, and the others. You are wounded but not risky for your life. You took your Anbu mask from the ground, using henge no jutsu to hide the cuts on your arms, cheek and thigh. Then you walk towards the kid, he is crying.

“Hey… you are safe now. Can you tell me where is your home? Where is your family?”

You took the kid home (luckily it wasn’t far away), his grandfather was grateful and happy, he invited you in but you thanked and said you need to leave. He was understanding and gave you some dango to eat on the way.

~ You kneel for the mission report, Tobirama looks at you sternly while sitting on his chair.

“Report.”

“I got the scroll, here.” You gave it to him.

“Good. You didn’t get into a fight, right?”

“No…”

“Then why are you using henge no jutsu on yourself right now?”

“Uhm…”

“Show yourself, Y/n!”

You sigh, removing the jutsu with a seal and let the hokage see your body in cuts. He stands up and walks towards you, making you feel small with his big body in front of you. You dont look at his eyes, knowing that he has a mad face.

“You disobeyed me…”

“T-there was a child, i couldn’t-“

“Enough!”

“…”

“There was only one thing, one single thing i ordered you!!”

“They weren’t so strong, i handled them! And i didn’t even get injured badly! Why are you so mad?!” You frown. “There was a child they were using in their experiments! I couldn’t bear with it, okay?!”

“You wont go another mission, you are out of Anbu from now on.”

You look at him with shock. “Why?!”

“You are too reckless, are you trying to get yourself killed?! After always returning from the dead in your previous missions, this was the last straw!”

“You are kicking me out of fhe Anbu, because it’s dangerous?! I am a shinobi! And all missions are dangerous, we protect the village with our lives! It’s normal to be injured, you know that better than anyone else as the Hokage! Then why?!”

“You will keep working only as my assistant, but no missions anymore! That’s it! Now go to the hospital!”

It has been one week since you both had a fight. Since then you both haven't spoken properly, keeping even work-related things short and concise. You were thinking about him, then you understood that he actually had no one left… you two are considered friends and have grown closer to each other over time. You've seen that tough guy smile lightly a few times. You saw how proud he was of his students and how much he loved them. Born in wartime, raised by an abusive father, he began fighting at an early age. He saw his brothers and countless comrades get killed. Finally, while living in peace, he lost the last of his family. As you got to know this man, you realized how much he valued his people and the village that his late brother's dream. You admired him, even if sometimes he was such an asshole to you… you wanted to tell him you will always be there. But does he really care about you? Or he is just seeing you as a reckless but strong ninja that cant be risked in dangerous missions?

…

In his office, you brought the documents he wanted and you put them on his desk. When you were going to leave, he spoke:

“Did you eat your lunch today?”

Actually, you are not eating properly recently. You were always skipping breakfast, but then you started skipping lunch too. You only ate dinner. He cant be noticed this, right? “Yes, Hokage-sama.” You lie.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”

“Notice what?”

“Don’t play dumb with me!”

“…”

“Tell me, what is going on with you?!”

“It’s nothing…”

“Oh yeah? Did you think i cant see that you lost weight? Why don’t you eat properly?”

“I just… dont feel hungry.”

The door knocked, a maid came in with lunch and put it on to your desk, leaving after greeting the Hokage formally.

“I didn’t ask for a lunch.”

“Eat. Now.”

You walk your desk and sit on your chair. There is a bowl of miso soup, rice and chicken. And some dangos. But you were sure that dessert was not served in the Fire Estate since Tobirama doesn’t like desserts. (A/n: Fire Estate is the official residence and workplace of the Hokage, located near of the academy. So it’s the building his office is located.)

Tobirama notices your eyes on the dangos, he knows they are your favorite. You didn’t think he would remember.

“I can see you want these…” He walks there, taking the plate of the dangos. “But i will keep them until you finish your food. Now eat.”

You look at him amzed. “Really?? This is how it’s going to be?”

“Hmhm.”

“It's like I'm a kid and you're the parent telling me to finish my meal so I can get dessert?!”

“Yeah, you can think it like that. Desserts are not meal, you can get your dangos if you finish your plate.”

You pouted. But you want the dangos so bad. So you started eating.

“Good girl.”

“Hmph…”

-The end of the chapter

#tobirama x reader #tobirama #tobirama senju #hashirama senju #hashirama #naruto fanfiction #naruto #tobirama fanart

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yostresswritinggirl · 1 year

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Psychology and Literature are literally my 1st and 2nd option, but i went with my 3rd option which is comeng (shocker, i wanted to be a game developer but all i ended up with are dead braincells)

But yeah when i finished writing my brainrot i was like "fuck this doesn't sound like kavetham anymore" since at the time i couldn't think of a way how kaveh could enter here (since i legit do not know anything about his character other than being broke and acting like an old married couple with alhaitham) (also i didnt know we had similar brainrots so oops)

Anyways adding to the brainrot, i just checked the wiki and "Stark defender of the arts" caught my attention. Like the possibilities this just opened, like what if while the reader was being ridiculed by the sages for the nth time, and the reader being fed up with it is on the brink of tears but at the same time fuming with rage.

Then kaveh who just happened to be passing by heard everything from miles away, defends the reader from the sages, and before the sages could rebute kaveh takes their hand and run leaving behind the sages who could only do was shout threats at them for being disrespectful.

Once the cost is clear he asks the reader if theyre ok and helps them calm down, he could ask more about their topic as a way to help them get the incident out of their mind. The reader seems hesitant but gives in cause he really seemed to be interested, so they give in and reader ends up rambling to kaveh the whole day and they get into a flow where they talk about the arts, and at the end kaveh can also be the one that says to not let the akademiya to crush their dreams and to follow what their heart wants.

They part ways after that and after receiving kind words and advice from someone, who they didnt know but was genuinely interested in their topic, the reader thinks for a long time before they ultimately decide to leave the akademiya.

After you dropout, Kaveh who was busy with his thesis tries to look for you, out of worry and out of fondness, he wants to ask you if you were doing better now and seeing how you were passionate for art like he is he wanted to befirend you, as it probably isnt everyday you get to see another student so passionate about a topic the akademiya deems as "foolish"

Only to realize he didnt ask for your name, so he goes around the akademiya to ask if anyone knows you and where he can find you, he then talks to one of the readers classmates who goes "Ah them they havent attended class for weeks now, betting they dropped out or smth after all seeing from their thesis paper they didnt have what it takes to be in the akademiya"

Kaveh literally has to keep himself from punching the living daylights out of them, cuz excuse me wtf, but he leaves right away after not wanting to get into a fight, leaving with a pang of regret for not meeting you earlier but also he's happy that it seems that you have atleast followed what makes you happy.

Bonus: Alhaitham heard everything, thought it was a shame you left the akademiya but it was your own free will, but what got his attention was fhe snide remark your classmate said, normally he wouldnt care about this things, but this time its different and he makes a mental note to sure to make it a hard time for the said classmate during their stay in the akademiya (he's a menace you cant tell me otherwise)

- Lady in the lake anon

(P.S I feel like my brain rots are getting sidetracked from kavetham and just start thinking about individual fics 💀 Hope this brainrot if you can still call it that since it feels like a fic atp made sense 😭)

(P.P.S I also have a brainrot about the reader writing a book that ends up in the house of daena, It's angst and would have included it here if this long enough already)

(P.P.P.S Also congrats on 4k followers! You really deserve it since your writing is literally the best)

(small but major spoiler for 3.2 in this post)

You went with *wheezes* You took your father's (Cactus) route hahaha he's computer sciences

Oh yeah I guess that makes sense, I forgot Kaveh is technically barely even a character yet so it he's still quite hard to write for others *looks at Pervases* but you just reminded me that I actually also haven't read much into Kaveh

Now I see where the artistic reader came from (and where all those Kaveh x Nilou shippers popped up from) and huh it really does make sense, but now after several inputs I think I got a good grasp on the reader for the poly Kavetham now - but the thought of Alhaitham messing with the others, man if this was on the canon timeline, imagine the shit he can do as the temporary sage

You should get into writing too, it seems you have a sense for something like that yourself aha (thank you for the kind words!)

#lady in the lake #exile.goblet #exile.reader #kaveh #Alhaitham #spoiler tag #poly kavetham #sorry i barely got sleep so i may not have addressed everything here

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gunmetal-ring · 9 months

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for the choose violence ask game, because you haven't been choosing violence lately! (and you can do this for any ship if you want) 6, 13, 14 please :)

Oh hi! Also i do feel like ive chosen violence lately but scrolling thru my tumblr it seems like maybe its only been on discord not here so nvm then lmao. Thanks for your close eye im very flattered ❤️

6- which ship fans are the most annoying:

Okay im taking this literally - youre asking "annoying" not "what is the most evil behavior you have seen in the name of shipping" so im answering it as such. And itll probably be... well ig not rly a ship but more just the ppl who go to any and all lengths to insist that caryl is platonic bff status 4ever. Like theres ppl who just believe it and shrug, and there are ppl who make it their lifes fucking mission to pop up in rbs and rts and whatever to be like ACTUALLY THEY CALLED EACH OTHER THEIR BEST FRIEND SO THERE and its like a) im rly sorry that youve never had a partner that you consider your best friend and b) i feel very secure in my "dreamt they were married with a kid" and "i love you as parting words" knowledge that caryl is, in fact, romantic. But its annoying. Like little flies to swat away. Like who is this hurting. Actually in general anyone who goes out of their way to comment "i dont like this ship" on a post or whatever is annoying. Everyone is annoying. Except ppl who ship caryl and hellcheer.

13- worst blorboification

Mr guitar hero himself. Yes hes a gremlin idiot doofus w a heart of gold, but he is also an asshole who likes intimidating ppl and mocking ppl and generally being a menace. Thats WHY his scene w chrissy was so special. We saw him go straight from unprovoked yelling at a roomful of ppl and manhandling nervous children -> quite literally falling all over himself to make a sad scared pretty girl laugh. He contains multitudes. Hes not a one note puppy dog. Appreciate his assholery. Blorbify THAT.

14- that one thing you see in fics all the time

Oo... this is 100% choosing violence... OOOOO.......... OOO!!!!!! also im assuming this is meant to be "see it all the time and its a bad thing" so thats fhe reason for my ooos

There are so many. So many. SO. MANY. So many hellcheer fics w certain kinks that are extremely triggering and off putting to me and its not even always in a pwp context and its not always tagged either and it feels like its rapidly increasing in presence and frequency and i feel like you could probably piece together what it is from my hints + my previous posts vaguely mentioning it but believe me i have Thoughts and that is 100% choosing violence and anyway. Its in fics. A lot. And its upsetting as a general thing to me but the normalization of it is directly correlated w the lack of tagging it and yeah its just like. Gah

Anyway im gonna end on a happy nonviolencechoosing note and say my favorite fanon is that both eddie and chrissy are bi lmao bc im bi and also it seems like so many hellcheer shippers are bi also which is magnifique. I think part of it is the whole subversive aspect - cheerleader girl is supposed to be with jock boy but instead shes w antithesis of jock? Metalhead boy is supposed to hate conformity and instead is w the most stereotypical manifestation of conformity? Just rings very true to me as a bi woman re secret longing and innermost desire and scary-but-freeing acknowledgment of living outside your prescribed box etc etc. Anyway thanks/sorry lmao

#op #ask #anon #am i going to regret this? time will tell.

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crazyalien87 · 2 years

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ok i hate the plot of avengers endgame bc it is shitty writing. so im gonna rant about it now. major spoilers ahead.

there are 2 big ass plot holes that make no fucking sense: 1, why they send nebula to where she was in the past? & 2, why tf didnt they fo and steal pym particles from pym BEFORE all the other time travel to get the stones?

the furst is the worst. why the fuck didnt these fucking idiots sit around and talk for more than like two minites when planning the time travel? oh my god. what the fuck. like im pretty dure nebula KNEW or at least suspected that she was there near to where starlord was. surely she would have at least suspected that sge might accidentally connect with her past self via wifi or whatever & then let thanos find out the whole time travel plan. wtf. it makes no sense that these several people including 2 geniuses who figured out the time travel, didnt think of that. i lnow they really wanna undo the snap already but damn. it's not like they have to hurry. they couldve thought ahout it for a week or at least a day. literally the only reason the movie was so godamn long with this fighting with thanos is because these fucking fools didnt plan well enough. they couldve just sent nebula somewhere. it's not like what her & cheadle did was that difficult. a 3 year old with a taser could do that. they just had to knock out starlord, get his lockpick, open the door, & grab the sphere. easy. although now. i just remembered that nebula hurt her hand getting it. but the guy has the iron man suit so im sure he could do the same. maybe even stark couldve made a special suit arm that is really strong to withstand it better. idk i actuallt forgot who this cheadle guy is bc it was been so long since. i saw fhe iron man movies. im talking like several years. but either way they did not need 2 ppl for that. they shouldve sent nebula somewhere else. or even had her stay behind & gaurd the avengers mansion. idk. although she wouldnt need to be there if thanos wasnt alerted of the plan anyway. honestly. i am less mad now. i have calmed down. but i fucking hate this plothole. it is so glaringly obvious & stupid. literally the only reason it fucking happened its because the writers. wanted the movie to be long & have big fighting climax. i guarantee that i mean there is no way the writers are just that stupid right? or that the characters are that stupid? if they can figure out time travel they can figure out that 2 versions of the same robot/cyborg (idk which one she is) can connect telepathically on accident. like radios or smartphones idc. i just fucking hate it. like it does not actually make the movie better to make it extremely long due to unneccasry war with thanos. we already saw them fucking fight thanos. like damn it aint that interesting we dont need another version of that. or at least i dont. i mean just so iron man could die? altho i recently heard that it is because robert downey jr quit. ok fine but yoh dont gotta kill hos character? he can just retire godamn. he is just a genius in a suit. anyone can wear the damn suit. he coulda passed on iron man title to his friend like captain america did or something idk. like he say to spiderman "if you nothing without the suit then why give you the suit?" something like that. also i dont like the idea of superman being basically a mini iron man & also like 15 instead of an actual man with just spider powers but that is another issue.

also the other plothole is annoying but not nearly as bad as they fixed it. but obviously tony stark & steve shoulda figured out sooner that they can just go in the past & get more pym particles. it is insanely stupid that they didnt think of that first. reallg it makes mo sense that they didnt. like i can see MAYBE why they didnt do it at first if they thought it was too risky? (but really it was so easy for them). but like they couldve at least planned it out first. idk it is just ridiculous. i mean i get the superheros wanted to rush this getting the stones & unsmapping but damn. they know so much is at stake so isnt that more reason to sit around & talk it out & plan first instead of rushing it? goddamn. ngl idk why the writers didnt have them steal the pym psrticles before the stone stealing. maybe the writers are just stupid. there doesnt seem to be an reason or benefit from the writers' standpoint. not just the writers i mean but like to irl ppl lile the company of marvel & stuff compared to what the characters are thinking. like either way there would still be the scene of them going to shield & doing that except maybe they wouldnt need to get the tessaract. but probably would anyway bc it is easier. really it would be a simple rearranging of the plot points. whereas the thing with nebula is obviously a big change to the plot so they can extend the movie & have more fighting & more exciting climax & whatnot. bc you know if the characters hadnt made that mistake then the movie would be much less exciting. like hulk undoing the snap (why didn't he hold hands with thor or whatever to share the power & get less hurt like in the end of (spoiler alert) guardians of the galaxy one?) would be the climax. then after that we still have the steve returning stones thing. then people reconcile etc. the end. the movie would be much shorter & less exciting but for me it would be much better. because the glaring plot hole with nebula is just so annoying bc it doesnt make sense that the characters would be like that. they legit added a whole thanos war plot that was totally unneccessary & easily avoidable. i fucking hate it.

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violixs · 2 years

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is that even a question mae !! i will read everything you write no matter how ia i am i wilk TRACK DOWN EACH WORK OF YOURS AND I WILL ESP ENJOY READING YOUR LONGER FICS !!! but my school breaks up at the end of may !! only 3 weeks of school left and the thought of that makes me wanna bawl.. i actually really enjoy school and the thought of not seeing the same teachers and people next year makes me sulk.. agh i just hate the thought of an ending in general.. in books..writings..a school year WAHH IM GONNA MAKE MYSELF SAD !! going to have to make the most of the time left in this school year :( i have recently been getting into more jpop and adding vietnamese songs to my playlist but my non fluent self can not comprehend the words fast enough LMAOA but i’ve been listening to more ballad songs ?? i guess is the word like slow sentimental ones.. esp k drama osts have been putting me in my feels esp with the all these romantic lyrics but i think my current fav song is to my youth by bol4 the lyrics are so 💔💔 everything about the song I DEF RECOMMEND THE THE THE MINHO WRITING AHHH i feel like my feed back is a little repetitive but I WILL NEVER STOP TELLING YOU RHAT I ADORE YOUR WRITING !! the way u describe everything so realistically and how love isn’t something dramatic and sparkly u instantly know.. and how gentle the reader is with lino !! AND FHE ANGST AT THE HEAD WAHH WSP WHEN LINO CUDDLES CLOSER TO THE READER AND THEY FALL ASLEEP ah hyun and lino i just wanna both give them a big hug and tell them they’re both more than good enough in both fics ARGHSJA ANS FHE LAST LINE ?? PARAGRAPH??? ITS SO PERFECT MAE KSZJJSBW

sjdhhs i’m glad u will still read the long ones… i think i was just v discouraged bc i know the plot i’ve reread and edited it a bajillion times and now bc it feels so.. familiar and not new i am scared other ppl will feel that way but?? they’ve never seen it so?? it should be fine!!!!

AND IN MAY??? u lucky thing rn i still have a good 9-10 weeks of school left :,) i am literally counting down the days because 5 weeks till exams and then a week of that and hopefully for the last 3-4 weeks we get rest :,) i understand what u mean tho like not seeing the same people is SAD u miss a lot of ppl too :( but it just means u have to make the most of the rest of the year u still have!!! but the jpop and vietnamese music omg… if u pick up some words does that mean u speak vietnamese or japanese?? even if it’s not fluent the fact u can recognise some words is so cool so if u have any more music recs lmk !!! i put on the to my youth one rn and i can tell i will listen again… i love ost type ballady songs they’re always so <3 stardust love song by jihyo is rlly rly good if u haven’t already heard it!! it’s. a little slower but god it’s so pretty…

and hshsha do not worry abt feedback being repetitive i literally feel like a little kid being rewarded for good school work or something it makes me so happy everytime… BUT SO TRJE JUSTICE FOR HYUNHO IN THE VIOLIX UNIVERSE i need to write fluff for them because it’s just :,) sad at this point </3 my poor babies omg. anyway!!!!!! how was ur day or week or just. since the last time i talked to u. HOW R U

#.asks #.nat (＾∇＾)#this song is so lovely

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bonnymori · 3 years

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𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲

Word count: 2760+ (i'll try to keep bigger lengths such as this one!)

Synopsis: You meet a new classmate who's working along Nanami, you think he's fun to be around, it stands the same to him about you. Later, feelings unravel.

Contents/Warnings: (1) Itadori Yuuji x gn!reader (2) FLUFF, TONS OF FLUFF - and some comfort (3) With the small participation of... Ino Takuma!! I really like him too, that's why <33333 (4) This is pretty platonic, but also not? (5) Ending turned sorta cliché... but I liked it u.u

A/N: This boy made me run rampant... to fhe point it's not single attraction anymore I just wish him happiness (smh if only my parents knew...) also next post will be Toji's fic pt. 2! Y'all see the first part is almost reaching 100 kudos????? I'M SO HAPPY EHSODJWKDKSJD- thanks for all the new followers and the support!! <33

Ever since his fake death, Itadori has been training alone with the help of Gojo - and now, he works along a freshly new face, who belongs to a senior, founds out ex-salaryman named Nanami Kento. He's far a thousand times more strict than Gojo. Itadori doesn't really likes the change, because Nanami is a person he can't get along. This whole guy's appearance scream "work 4 life"; he has proved different, now he screams "work is shit - but I gotta do it because others won't".

They've just finished cleansing the outside of a movie theater off a few curses, when Itadori hears shouting from far behind them. Two figures approach, waving excessively. He quickly picks on Nanami's tired sigh beside him.

"Nanami! We figured out you'd be here! Our mission has been finished and we wanted to catch up to have lunch together!" A male clad in a full black outfit shouts, he has brown hair and a beanie on top of his head, looking quite content.

The other person simply trots next to him in silence, approaching with a friendly smile. They notice Itadori faster than the male, smile widening and quickly waving hello, suddenly eager to reach up to them. The gesture makes the pink haired boy perk up, curious to why the other person looked so joyful. His question is easily answered, when they tug on the man's sleeve and motion to him.

"Ino, we have a third buddy!" The dude looks at him with widened eyes. "So nice to meet you, I'm Y/N L/N! It's great to see new faces around!"

Itadori smiles at your energy, knowing already he would click with you very well.

"I'm Ino Takuma, sorry for not noticing you before! Your uniform looks cool." Itadori exchanges a few compliments with Ino, before the man turns to talk with Nanami, leaving him and you together.

"Yes! I'm Sukuna's vessel, Itadori Yuuji-desu! My type of woman is Jenn-"

You turn to him. "So, are you a first year?"

"Geh? Weren't you dead though?!"

"I was!- I am!- Please keep secret."

"Okay!"

"Ahem." Nanami coughs, drawing attention. "I requested you two to not come after me today. Itadori here is the reason why."

"That's no problem, we're very capable of keeping secrets." You threw your arm over Itadori's shoulder, him nodding along with you.

"Oh really, then remember to keep quiet about it. I'll let this slide." The group of students nervously at Nanami's intimidating tone. "But, I'll get to have my break alone."

"Gah!" Ino exclaimed, watching Nanami walk away; he also left the responsability of taking care of Itadori for you two, leaving without a word. "It really had to be today, when Nanami would take us to his favorite bakery..."

"Crybaby." You teased. "Itadori here can't go outside where anyone can see him, he's dead. So, we were to order food either way because he shouldn't be left out."

"Augh okay, it would be unfair."

"So, where are you staying Itadori?"

"At Gojo's state!"

"Whoa, I've never been there before." Ino commented, waiting as you sent a message to Ijichi to pick them up.

"He's my teacher, a very cool one!"

"I imagine! Ooookay, once we get there I'll get the food."

Itadori felt as his chest would burst of excitement, finally there was people around him again, he couldn't be less happy about it.

"Sharing is caring!"

Itadori laughed as you wrestled with Takuma for some fries, netflix long forgotten in the background, as watching the banter was way more entertaining. Most of the time, Ino rambled a lot about Nanami, while he rambled a lot about Gojo. The guy even showed him the cool scar under his beanie. He felt kinda upset after explaining the exchange was just temporary, his stay under Nanami's wing wasn't decisive, and therefore, he was more like a classmate than a partner.

Itadori also learned a lot about you. He was surprised to find out that you, although energetic, was the one to speak the lesser in conversations. His surprisement grew even bigger when you told him you're a exchange student from Kyoto, arriving Tokyo about the same month as him - thankfully, you were to say for good.

Conversations flowed easily in the air, until a voice from the doorway barged in.

"Yuuji-kun! Don't forget about your lessons! Hi kids! Bye kids!" Gojo said playfully, throwing the familiar punching bear to Itadori before leaving.

"What's this thing?" Ino asked.

"It's to help me control my cursed energy. So while I watch the movies, if I don't charge it with cursed energy it punches me square in the face. I thought I had mastered this thing already, but he insist I keep training with it." Itadori grumbles.

"At least it's cute." You commented, taking a sip of your drink.

"Until it punches you in your face without warning!" The pink haired boy barks.

The talks died down, the three of you eating quietly when another movie is played on the screen. Itadori didn't bother reading the title, it was a plain one about a zombie apocalypse that got him extremely bored, yet he kept watching still so the plushie didn't punch him in the face again; he's been keeping a record since all his last cursed energy training lessons were a sucess to this day. When his head started nodding and eyelids dropping Itadori can't remember well, about fourty five minutes of movie perhaps? Make it fifty, the second slumber took over his body completely.

When he awoke once again, it was near midnight, the clock on the wall told him so. He also noticed a soft and warm surface supporting his head, figures, it's your shoulder he's resting into, he feels an arm around his own shoulders and your cheek placed upon his hair.

"Hey, it's late." You immediately notices he's awake, calling out softly. "You should sleep on your room, or something, better to your spine."

He chuckles when you poke his side. "But I'm comfortable here."

"I'm surprised, you just met me today, and now is sleeping on my shoulder."

"I'm not, that happens often to me."

"Sleeping on people's shoulders?"

"No! Making friends quickly." Itadori likes your gentle warmth, your hug, everything makes him feel at home. "I met two more people before you for two weeks, but they can't see me, because I'm dead."

"So I'll keep you company, that's my new mission."

His eyes widen at that, a oh so little blush covering the tip of his ears.

"For how many time I slept anyway?" He asks.

"About two- no, three hours. You missed two movies, and this one is about to end."

"And you stayed here the whole time?" He motions to your shoulder.

"Yep. That reminds me I gotta pee."

Itadori grumbles, but quickly lifts himself off you, respecting your needs. That gives him some time to look around, he notices Ino is gone, and the plushie sits quietly at the other side of the couch, unmoving.

"Y/N! How did you manage to make it quiet down?" He's beyond bafflet.

"...que."

"What!"

"I said!" You arrive quickly at the doorframe, hands still wet from when you washed them. "I used my innate technique."

"Oh! How is it like?"

"It's kinda funny, gimme a moment." You left to wipe off your hands, coming back in a second. "So, just like Shoko, I produce reverse curse energy, but it's quite different than hers, I can't heal people. That's why we often call it positive energy instead. I can use it to soothe off negative energy, so the bear has no cursed energy right now."

"How does it works on people?" He felt very curious about everything, asking away like a kid.

"Since everyone has negative energy, it just makes you sleepy really. But when it comes to curses it's really practical, I can either weaken it or, if the curse is like grade three or four, I can slap them off existence completely by wiping all their energy." You were naturally proud of having a such versatile power, your own energy swirling with pride around you.

"That sounds amazing! Is it why I fell asleep though?"

"Nah, only if I did it on purpose. I guess you were just tired, hope you don't mind I decided to let you rest today."

"No way, it was a good nap."

You nodded. "By the way, Ino left to attend to a drinking party, he paid for our food."

"Drinking? Is he old?"

"Yeah, he's twenty." You chuckled, already expecting that kind of reaction.

"No way! He looks young just like us!"

"That's totally my reaction after I learned he's twenty!"

After that day, you started visiting Itadori weekly to daily, after exchanging numbers he made a little group with you and Ino, naming it the "Nanami trio". But really, he exchanges more texts with you in private, be them memes, cool images he wish to share, etcetera. Although, Ino wasn't left excluded, he ofter brough his xbox to connect to Itadori's tv room and you all would spend hours playing together; he just didn't spend much time with both of you as much. And that was okay.

For a few days, your connection with Itadori died down when he didn't reply to your texts. They would remain unread for some time, the longest being half a day, until he would spam apologies then move on with the topic. That became a routine until one day when you came over to check on Itadori unnanounced, needin to ease off your worries about the boy, only to find him sobbing in the middle of a hallway, staring ahead and beyond, his back to you.

"Ita-?"

"Egh!" Startled, he scrambled to wipe his eyes, turning to you. "H-hey, um, hi."

"What happened?"

"I- he-" His eyes didn't met yours, knuckles white in a death grip. You notice he has a few bandages thrown over his face and arms. The way his shoulders are drawn, as if he wants to shrink into himself is something you've experienced before.

"Something hard to talk about?"

He nods almost immediately, head still facing down.

"It's alright, come with me." You reach for his hands, grimacing slightly when his forceful grip is now on your hand, yet you don't comment on it. He follows you through the state wordlessly.

You two stop on the same tv room, sitting down on the couch. You then guide his head to your shoulder, gently massaging his scalp with the free hand.

"It's alright."

Those two words are chanted like a prayer for the next half hour, at some point, Itadori twisted his body towards yours and unknowingly caged you between him and the sofa arm. He embraced you with a force you didn't have in you, like he didn't want to lose one another. Painful or not, not a muscle moved on your body. He needed a shoulder to cry on.

Thirty minutes passed like seconds, you peered down only to find the boy confortably napping against your bosom; at some point you just became the cold side of the pillow to him. That's alright. It brings you joy to be the mom friend anyways. So you decided to join the sleepland aswell, arms still secured around his shoulders and the back of his head.

It feels like the nap hasn't been long, though, because you can feel Itadori's grip loosening and therefore, you're awake.

"Sorry if I broke any bones, in advance."

"Wow, and you only warn me now."

He laughs at your comeback, hands still secured around your waist.

"I'm surprised you let me uh, cuddle you for comfort - and sleep. I don't understand it? You just make me sleepy." He rambled, keeping eye contact with you while his head still rests on your chest.

"That's a piece of cake when you have younger siblings who seek for you every night they get a nightmare."

"Does that mean I can come to you again if I have a nightmare?" There it is, his togepi-kirby cutesy face.

"Are you four?"

"That's mean!" Itadori blushed, squeezing you on his arms. "I like the contact. It puts me at ease."

"Mm, do you want to talk about it?"

He gulped. "No, not really."

Your peach haired friend remained silent, and so did you. It seems he doesn't intend in letting you go soon, or he just really forgot to mention it. It gives them time to think, your younger sisted used to do that sometimes, back in Kyoto.

"Y/N, wanna watch anything?"

"Sure, have you watched Parasyte before?"

"No, let's give it a try then!" Itadori glances at the remote, then back at you - making you confused over his hesitation to move. He notices you noticed it, chuckling nervously. "To be honest, I don't wanna let go."

"It's hurting my back."

"SORRY I'M SORRY!" He jumped away from you like a cat would jolt away from a cucumber, making you snicker.

"It's okay, I just wanted to change positions."

And to tease you, but he didn't need to know that part.

He glared at you with a small pout, typing the initials of Parasyte on the search bar. Outside his line of vision, you were grinning like a idiot, his sweeteness took a tow on you. All the people of Tokyo you met really held a way different spirit from your classmates in Kyoto, Itadori being the nicest of all. It's surprising him being Sukuna's vessel to begin with; being honest, you felt drawn by it.

"Y/N, it's startiiiiing." He cut your daydreaming short, slumping on your side and propping his head on your shoulder.

"This again?" You throw an arm around his shoulders, very much like the first time he cuddled himself on you.

"Don't blame me, you're the one who wanted to change positions. Guess I'll just make some alterations since I'm awake this time!" One of his arms went behind your back and circled your waist, hand resting at your hip.

"It's definely different, since the other time you drooled on me."

"Hhgh, okay okay! Let me enjoy this." For perhaps the actual first time, you're able to watch without exchanging words with one another.

And this time, it's you who's head loll to the side, nose buried on his soft rose perfumed hair. Itadori doesn't comment on it yet, his free hand moves under your legs to lift your whole body up efortlessly when he senses you have fallen asleep.

"I remember you said it's bad for my spine, I wouldn't mind it... yours however."

The boy makes a beeline to the guest room, he sighs when there is no choice but open the door with his foot. Inside, he places you carefully in the soft bed.

Before he could leave, a hand reaches up for his sleeve.

"Itadori," He turned, looking at you. "Make me company?"

He giggles softly - you think it sounds like a highschool girl. "You should start calling me by my first name!" Itadori rambles as he climbs on the bed, arms wrapping around your waist in a motion you're familiar with.

"Yuuji, I'm tired, let me sleep."

"But I wanna talk more..." He pouts. "Also, are we, um, dating?"

You wriggle around, bringing his head down to peck on his forehead, teasing. "Correction, I want to date you."

"Uh, oh." A blush coats his face so quickly, you'd say someone dumped a bucket of red paint on his face.

"Is that a no?"

"No!"

"So it is a no."

"Christ, will you stop teasing for a second, I'm trying to talk here." He makes an angry version of his togepi-kirby face, you can't help but grin.

"You amuse me, but okay. I'll do it for you."

"Thanks." He blinks, the blush slowly fading away. "You know, I lied, not about the contact, I like the contact nonetheless-"

His hand moves to play with yours, such as tapping his tips against yours, or meassuring the palms.

"-it's you who brings me comfort."

It's also your turn to blush, that line was seriously charming.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, we're dating now." You respond, a little eagerly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

This is the best person I could ask for, Itadori thinks, keeping his eyes open as yours shut during the kiss, whom I won't change for anything else in this world.

When you both separate, Itadori feels drowsy and sleepy. His face fits perfectly on your shoulder as always.

"Goodnight, my favorite person."

#itadori yuuji x reader #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji fluff #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk fluff #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fanfic

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chockfullofsecrets · 3 years

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tickletober day 3/nope: spooked

am i doing tickletober now? absolutely not. did i have thoughts about wizards stimming that folded neatly into this tickletober list? maybe

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Getting close to Essek, Caleb is finding, is something akin to the puzzle of a trapped room.

(Veth has offered him her remaining vial of rhino sex potion as a solution. Personally, he thinks that thieves’ tools might be more helpful.)

First comes acquiring a cup of tea, which grants him the right to Essek’s favorite reading spot on the corner of their sofa - conveniently, also the location of the only side table in the near vicinity. Essek will shuffle over to let him squeeze in, occasionally nosing into his beverage like a curious cat to steal a sip as recompense. Then, it is a waiting game; he sits very, very still, hardly daring to flip a page of his own book, until Essek forgets that he is a person and not a sofa arm and leans back into him with a content little hum.

If his own experience with the Nein is any indication, Essek will become accustomed to casual physical contact eventually. He will stop flinching instinctively away when their shoulders bump in the kitchen, will not blush a dangerously dark plum and go entirely quiet when Caleb wraps him in his arms and pecks a kiss onto his cheek.

But in the meantime, he is more than willing to undertake the entire process. Because when Essek is distracted and comfortable and excited about what he is reading-

Caleb surfaces from his book just in time to hear Essek roll a quiet chirp in the back of his throat, rocking from side to side on crossed legs with a happy little wiggle of his shoulders, and in that moment he swears that he can feel an entire summer’s worth of lazy warmth and contentment burst in his chest.

He loves Essek so fiercely in those little moments of unobserved personality, loves every scrap of him that he tries to bury beneath mantles and prestige - he cannot help doing some happy flailing of his own, flapping his hand excitedly in time with Essek’s rocking.

The pen that he has been taking notes with falls off his book as he shifts, clattering to fhe floor. Essek startles, clearly spooked, and goes rigid as he twists around.

Mist. Essek looks the scene over, just the tips of his ears quivering in clearn embarrassment. “Ah. My apologies, I must have been-”

He reaches to steady him, stopping just short of Essek’s arm as he flinches away. “There is nothing to apologize for, schatz.”

Essek just shakes his head and turns back to his book - he settles himself intentionally against Caleb’s shoulder now, but there’s an obvious stiffness to his spine, a cautious air of studiousness as his eyes start to flick across dense text.

...well, there are other ways to solve a puzzle. Caleb huffs and worms his hand between Essek and the back of the sofa, scribbling his fingers into the softness of his waist.

The surprised laugh Essek lets out as he crumples into himself is much higher pitched than his chirping, but hardly less satisfying. “Nngh-” he gasps, and then, after a particularly tortured wriggle - “hehe! - Caleb!”

He presses one slim hand to his mouth, trying to contain himself, but from the way he starts to rock again, squeaking at every movement of Caleb’s hand, it seems far from working. Caleb starts walking his fingertips carefully up the tips of his ribs, offering a sympathizing hum as he shrieks in protest, and finds himself rewarded with a lapful of giggling drow.

He raises his hands and wiggles them above Essek’s belly, threatening a proper tickle. Essek shrieks again and tries to hide his entire body behind the book he has apparently elected to use as a shield.

“No, no! Caleb!” he yelps, a nervous grin stretching across his face. It is entirely adorable - Caleb laughs despite himself, reaching instead to pinch lightly at the rounded apple of Essek’s cheek.

It purples under his touch, but Essek remains bravely in his lap despite the sudden tension in his frame. “What-” He coughs out another giggle, holding out a preventative hand as he catches his breath. “What did I do?”

It feels a little silly, now - Caleb feels himself blushing too, trying to find the words for it. “You looked like you were happy,” he says finally. “And then you tried to apologize for it, and I did not want to let you.”

Essek sighs, but he’s nearly smiling again as he adjusts his position to a more comfortable lounge. “If you’re intent on being distracted,” he sniffs, “I might as well just sit here. The light is better, anyways.”

It really is. Caleb puts particular effort into committing the way Essek’s earrings sparkle in the afternoon sunlight as he nestles into his chest to memory.

“Natürlich,” he grins, and settles happily in.

#tickling #critical role #shadowgast #caleb widogast #essek thelyss #chocfic #tickletober2021 #i definitely stim but i've never written about it before so please tell me if i'm doing something wrong!

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genshin-scenarios · 3 years

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About: You're a spirit that's recently gained a human form. You took inspiration from the humans you've seen before to design your appearance, but it seems that it might still be hard for an inexperienced one like yourself to blend in.

Thankfully, Mondstadt is a land with helpful people - or should you perhaps say… a helpful archon.

“Hmm…” The bard leans closer, looking you in the eyes with a tilt to his head. “This could become a problem.”

“What could?” Was there something odd about your appearance? If you remember correctly, you'd chosen a fairly common eye color... or was it something else?

Venti smiles enigmatically, pointing at his that seemed to glow for a fraction of a second. “You haven’t gotten your eyes under control yet, they’ve been quite noticeable during the evenings.”

Ah. “That… Isn’t good.”

“Nope!” He agrees, like a chime in the wind. “They’ll likely shine brighter when your emotions are heightened, but I can help you hide it temporarily.” He leans in closer to reach your face. You close your eyes, feeling a cool breeze brush your eyelids as his knuckles barely grazes your cheeks. “...There. All done!"

You check your reflection in the lake's surface to see that they now indeed seem more human. You blink at your reflection curiously, as if to check the spell's effectiveness. “How long will this last?”

Venti taps his chin. “Until the next full moon, perhaps?" That would give you about a month - more than enough time to adjust.

“Anyways!” He claps his hands, breaking your train of thought and earning a curious look from you. “You never did let me update me about your progress. Did you have any time to work on it?”

Progress… “With getting used to the city…?”

He almost starts to pout. “Have you already forgotten about it? I meant your playing!”

You deflate at the reminder. That was what he's checking up on?

“I’ve practiced a bit. Though not in front of the fountain like you suggested." You try to recall what you could. "There’s almost always other musicians there, I worry that I’d simply disturb them.”

Not to mention that you could barely play and sing as effortlessly as the other bards. You were still getting used to functioning like a regular person in the city, so learning an instrument on top of that? Venti makes everything look easy, but you're quite certain that no other spirit in your shoes would be able to improve any faster within two weeks.

That, and you were only learning how to busk and perform because it's what Venti was most familiar with. (Not that you could complain much - it was already a miracle in itself when you bumped into him by chance, and he decided to lend you a helping hand from one spirit to another. Venti had quite a number of questions for you as well, like what you did before gaining this form, or what your hopes are for the future.)

"In that case," Venti hops off his seat on the boulder, offering you his hand. "What do you say to a paired performance?"

"I don't think I could keep up with you." You admit, smiling in apology. "The audience will probably just find it odd that I'm there."

While you try to explain yourself, Venti purses his lips and studies your expression. When he finally comes to a conclusion, he steps forward to take your wrist, tugging you along gently.

"I don't mind." Venti smiles encouragingly. "I've taken you under my wing for now, so to speak, so there's nothing wrong with a duet once in a while." He winks. "Besides, what kind of bard would I be if I couldn't lead a beginner in a performance?"

Well, you're definitely a bit less reluctant now. "If you're sure…"

"Definitely sure!" And so, you start on the path back to fhe city. "Let's catch a spot at the plaza before we're too late, shall we?"

#genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin writing #genshin scenarios #genshin drabbles #genshin venti x reader #gi venti x reader #genimp venti #genshin x you #traveler wishes #soft dreams

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jungshookz · 5 years

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ok but like what if jungkook and y/n are at a hockey match and a kiss cam lands on them but they're both strangers

➺ pairing: jeon jungkook x reader

➺ genre: biRTHDAY-themed fluff that is so utterly sweet you will undoubtedly get like ten cavities after reading this; tae demolished a whole serving of cheesy fries and he’s not feeling so good mr stark; namjoon & y/n bond over the fact that they just don’t get hockey

➺ wordcount: 4.6k

➺ note: happy birthday to the man that not only owns my heart but also my whOLE ass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my goD i love him!!!!!!!!!!!! u ruin my life but also make it ten times better!!!!!!!!

(gif isn’t mine!)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“remind me again why jimin couldn’t come with you instead?” you scowl when someone bumps into you from behind and you instinctively reach down to pull your purse to your front

…what??

you haven’t cashed in your latest paycheque and you don’t want anyone steaLing your hard-earned money

you stumble into tae’s back when someone knocks into you again

you would think that people would have the common decency to be a little more polite but no

this is so not your scene

plus you saw an army of ants feasting on the carcass of a cockroach in the washroom and you immediately hightailed it ouT of there

your bladder is just going to have to wait til you return to safety of your own toilet

tae told you he’d be happy to chug down a gallon of soda and give you the cup to pee in and you nearly considered it because that would probably be cleaner than the washrooms here

“because- yeah, two forks, please - because he had some dumb work thing that he couldn’t skip out on and i wasn’t going to waste my front row tickets!” tae scoffs as if it’s the most obvious answer in the world

well

that’s fair, you suppose

“you really couldn’t invite anybody else? i was your next choice?” you cling to the back of tae’s jersey because everyone keeps shoving into you and you feel like you’re going to be carriEd away by a hoard of sweaty hockey fans if you don’t hold on to something

you don’t mean to sound ungrateful because it is really nice of taehyung to have invited you to this apparently suPer big-deal of a hockey game (you’re pretty sure the fans here would rip each other apart to get their hands on a front row ticket) but like ?///???

you aren’t exactly a super enthusiastic sports person

sure, you’ll watch a couple matches if it’s on the tv while you’re cleaning up your apartment or if you just need some noise in the apartment but it’s not something that you actively seek out to watch

if anything you’re 100% more likely to watch spongebob squarepants over a sports game

you just don’t see the appeal of watching grown men (anD women! ur a feminist! girls are great!) gliding around on ice clickity-clacking a tiny puck here and there with wooden sticks while very aggressively shOving into each other at the same time

also the names of the hockey teams are always so dumb

you could probably come up with a better hockey team name because all you have to do is pick an adjective and then pick an animal

the screaming giraffes

the wailing whales

the condescending toads

you would pay good money to watch a match between the screaming giraffes and the wailing whales

you’re not sure if the condescending toads would make a good name now that you think about it

“aw, c’mon! it’s not like you had any other plans, anyways.” tae raises a brow at you and you immediately scoff

he has a good point.,.,., but stiLL

“i totally had plans!”

“ordering a party sized serving of chicken alfredo and garlic bread and watching netflix doesn’t count as plans.”

…okay anoTHer good point

the seats that you guys got are actually pretty good

you’re located right in the middle so you get an equal view of the goal on the right and the goal on the left

it’s not like you’re going to be paying attention to the game but still

very nice!

“can you believe we only had to pay $5 for all of this?” tae laughs lightly in disbelief as he rubs his hands together and looks down at the foot-long hot dog sitting on his lap

“…it should be concerning that we got all of this for $5.” you mutter under your breath and stare down at the plastic-looking cheese smothered over the fries

you told tae not to go overboard with the food but of course he didn’t listen to you which is why you guys are sharing a foot-long chilli cheese dog anD an extra large order of chilli cheese fries and a slurpee served in a literal bucket

usually you’d be down to inhale all of this but uh

you don’t want to sound snooty or anything but you saw one of the employees accidentally drop an entire bag of cheese into the pot before quickly fishing it out with their bare hands and you’re pretty sure that’s a health code violation

you mentioned it to tae and he said it wasn’t a big deal and- well, he’s already starting to scarf down the hot dog

side note

these fries are actually really good

you stab a few more of them with your fork before shovIng the biteful into your mouth and gently dabbing some cheese sauce off your chin with your napkin

just because you’re starving doesn’t mean all your manners are going to fly out the damn window

you didn’t eat breakfast this morning so this is a great first meal

“vou know what fhe beft part iv of sitting in the front?” tae asks through a faT mouthful of hot dog and you immediately wince in respond

men are disgusting

“what?” you reach over to wipe tae’s mouth with a napkin because both his hands are occupied by the almost offensively large hotdog

he swallows his bite before licking some chilli from the corner of his mouth

again

men are disgusting

“sometimes the hockey players get sLammed right up against the protective shield right in front of us.” tae gestures to the clear plastic panels separating the crowd from the rink “and if you’re really lucky, you get to see someone lose a tooth or something!”

you immediately make a face

“wha- how is that-“

“jungkook, over here! i found our seats!” you glance over for a second when someone quite literally scReams out loud for their friend

and then you’re turning to face tae again

“as i was saying,” you pause for a brief second when tae reaches over to take the fries from you, “how the hell is that the best part about sitting in the fr-“

you jump in surprise when what feels like a whole handful of popcorn suddenly scatters down on your head and onto your lap

oh coMe ON

you just washed your hair this morning!!!!!

the crumbs are going to look like you have veRy bad dandruff

also this is heavily buTTERED popcorn which means that the grease stains on your jeans are probably going to be there for the rest of your life

and these jeans were expeNSIVE

>:-(

this hockey game is not a very fun experience so far

“oh shit, sorry!”

“it’s all good, it’s all good…” you mutter as you flick a kernel of popcorn off your shoulder

yep

there’s a speck of grease on your sweater

greAt

“just be careful with that drink of yours because i-“ you look up to-

o-oh

oh god

oh god the popcorn guy is cute

and not just cute

he’s like.,,. he’s suPER CUTE

round brown eyes

obscenely perfectly tousled black hair

he definitely looks to be around your age which is a big fat bonus

although that colour-block hoodie of his is making him look a lot younger you still think it’s safe to say he’s probably around your age

“sorry, miss… the plastic lids here are flimsy as hell and mine keeps popping off so you can’t blame me if i get you wet!” the guy flashes you a boyish smile and you feel your mouth go dry

oh dear lord

have mercy

“hey- you want extra chilli on your half of the hot dog?” you’re rudely poPped out of your little bubble when taehyung suddenly elbows your side

“wh- what? what?” you tear your eyes away from the handsome stranger who’s making himself comfortable in the seat right next to you before clearing your throat and looking over at tae

“extra chilli!” tae chirps and raises your half of the hot dog up a little

he already finished his half which isn’t a huge surprise

to be honest he was going to just go ahead and finish the hot dog but he figured it’d be nice to at least offer you a bite

“-i even asked for an extra little container of chopped up onions because i know you like-“

“no!” you blurt out and whack the container of onions out of tae’s hand causing it to smAck against the plastic divider before clattering to the ground

the two of you blink down at it

tae purses his lips before subtly kicking as much of it as possible under his seat

“i, um, i’m actually not that hungry. you can finish the hot dog.” you clear your throat again before unscrewing the lid of your bottle of water and taking a tentative, ladylike sip

“…what are you talking about? you were going to town on those cheesy fries like five seconds ago- oW-“

“jungkook, over here! i found our seats!” jungkook perks up when he sees namjoon waving him over

there he is!

he was starting to get worried that namjoon wandered off somewhere or somehow locked himself in the supply closet or something

namjoon put him in charge of snack duty and he went aLL out

popcorn? check!

roasted peanuts? double check!

blue-flavoured slurpee? triple check!

he actually ended up getting two drinks because namjoon likes to bite the straw and jungkook doesn’t want to share a drink with a straw-biter

“here, i’ll take the peanuts and my drink-“ namjoon plucks the paper bag and the plastic cup cradled in jungkook’s arms before he steps aside to let him squeeze into the aisle

namjoon actually won these hockey game tickets from a raffle at work and jungkook almost exploded with joy when he invited him to come and watch it with him

it was actually pretty perfect timing because the game just so happened to land on jungkook’s birthday

namjoon gave jungkook the best birthday present and he didn’t even have to spend a dime

:’)

“s’cuse me, sorry-“ jungkook weasels his way in between the aisles and carefully steps over people’s legs as he makes his way to his seat exciTEdly

he’s never been to a live sports game before!!!

and he’s definitely never been in the froNt row of anything before!!!!

two birds with one fAt stone!

also he-

“oh shit, sorry!” he gasps when he accidentally tips his carton of popcorn a little bit causing it to land all over the stranger seated next to his spot

shiT

there goes half his popcorn

he’s not going to go back up to the concessionary stand to get more popcorn because the game is about to start and the line is probably still half a mile long

“it’s all good, it’s all good…” jungkook winces to himself and feels his cheeks heat up a little as he watches you brush the popcorn to the ground

yikes

he’s about to sit down when suddenly you speak up again “just be careful with that drink of yours because i-“

jungkook feels his heart skip a beat when you look up at him

oh wowie you’re pretty

…he just spilt his greasy popcorn all over a very pretty girl

double yikes

it’s fine

just play it cool

he can play it cool

“sorry…” jungkook raises his cup a little “the plastic lids here are flimsy as hell and mine keeps popping off so you can’t blame me if i get you wet!”

he immediately pales as soon as that tumbles out of his mouth

wha-

what the HELL was that?!?!?!

out of all the things he could’ve said

his three and a half brain cells came up with thAT

you can’t blame me if i get you wet???????

you probably think he’s some kind of weird peRVERT now

luckily your boyfriend starts talking to y-

huh

you have a boyfriend

of course you have a boyfriend

jungkook lets out a little huff before plopping down on the plastic seat

whatever >:-(

namjoon leans over and glances into the popcorn bag before frowning

damnit

he just wanted some popcorn

:-(

“holy shiT, did you see that backhand????” tae practically screeches as he reaches over and slaps your arm aggressively “y/n, did you see it????”

“i saw- i sAW it, i saw it!” you scowl and smack his hands away from you

“oh my god, that was legEndary-“

you can barely hear tae’s enthusiastic blabbering because all you can hear is the sound of skates shrEdding up the ice and the sound of the puck being whacked back and forth and also cheers and whOops from all of these diehard fans

you honestly have no idea what the hell is going on right now

all you know is that the two teams are tied right now and everYone’s getting frustrated

you’re not sure which team you should be rooting for so you’re just basing it off of which uniform you like better

in other words, you’re cheering on the pUrpLe team!

also no one’s been smacked up against the plastic divider yet which is a huge relief because you’re not sure if you want to see anyone lose any teeth today

“will you cut it out?? your future girlfriend probably isn’t going to appreciate it if you’re practically beating her up-“

jungkook perks up immediately when he hears that come out of your mouth

so that guy isn’t your boyfriend!

nice!!!!!

that means he still has a chance even though he dumped like a pound of popcorn on you and almost drenched you in his blue-flavoured slurpee

also he didn’t mean to eavesdrop

it’s just hard noT to eavesdrop when you’re sitting right next to him

he’s been paying attention to the game because duH but also he keeps thinking about how cute u look when you have a mouthful of french fries

also

now he knows that your name is y/n which is actually pretty fitting

you look like a y/n

it’s cute!

on an unrelated note

u smell rly nice but he can’t quite put his finger on what that particular scent is

jungkook’s nose twitches

“what do you mean the game isn’t over yet??” you groan and plop yourself back down in the seat “there was an intermission like half an hour ago!!!”

“there are two intermissions, you whiney baby!” tae scowls

you need to chill

you’re acting like watching a hockey game is equivalent to getting your teeth pulled out

you’re being a bABy

if he can sit through hours and houRS of your reality tv shows you can sit through one hockey game

“so…” namjoon pauses for a second “the game… isn’t over?”

“nope! there’s one more round.” jungkook chirps and shovels a handful of popcorn into his mouth

“oh.” namjoon slumps back in his seat a little

he thought the game was over

to be honest he was ready to leave before the first intermission but jungkook looked like he was having the time of his life so he decided to wait it out

“so what are we supposed to do now?” namjoon furrows his brows “do they just expect us to wait and do nothing?”

“well, no, they’re doing that thing where-“ jungkook immediately chokes when he suddenly sees his face on the jumbotron

and unsurprisingly

your face is also on the jumbotron

“y/n-“

“hold on, i’m about to beat my high score-“ your tongue pokes out in concentration as you focus on your very intense session of tetris

“y/n-“ tae hisses and punches your arm

“ow!” you whine and rub your sore arm

tae’s been hitting you for the duration of the whole game and you’re pretty sure your arm is about to fall off

he needs to cut it out

he knoWs you bruise like a pEACH

“-what did i tell you about hitting me???” you put your phone down and turn to glare at tae

“you’re on the- look!!!!” tae points to the front and-

you immediately pale when you realise that yes, that is most definitely your face on the jumbotron right now, and yes, you and jungkook, the very handsome stranger that you definitely already have a crush on, are currently trapped inside of a big pinK heart with the words ‘KISS CAM’ floating on top of the heart

oh god

you can’t kiss him

you still taste like cheesy fries

and your lips are chapped

and your tongue is stained blue from the slurpee

you can’T KISS HIM

and also he’s a literal stranger but most importantly you are not in the right state to be kisSEd right NOW

“oh, no-“ you shake your head quickly before making a slicing gesture over your neck “we’re not- we’re not together!”

jungkook glances at you for a brief second and he can sEe the panic in your eyes

okay

he was down to kiss you but obviously you don’t feel the same way which is totally understandable but stiLL

oh well

he might as well join in on the protesting

“right, yeah- we don’t know each other!” jungkook shakes his hand at the camera and you flash a sheepish smile at the camera before shrugging

the crowd immediately erupts into boos and you immediately scoff before turning to face the people behind you

“excuse-” you gawk when someone has the audacity to thrOW a handful of popcorn down at you guys “-excuse you!”

you turn back to face the camera and shake your head before holding your arms up and crossing one over the other

“sorry! we’re not going to kiss!!!!!!!!”

you shoot a glare in tae’s direction when he joins in on the booing

sometimes you don’t know why you’re friends with him because he’s literally suCH a moRON

“seriously, we’re not- oh, okay-“ you let out a breath of relief when the camera moves away from the two of you

you immediately slump back in your seat

phEW

that was a close call

if ur going to kiss jungkook it’s going to be because he wantS to kiss you and noT because he’s being forCed to kiss you

“sorry about that…” he turns to look at you and you immediately perk up

“no, you have nothing to apologise for! don’t sweat it.” you laugh lightly and shake your head before digging through your purse for a stick of gum

your breath still tastes like cheesy fries and it’s not very pleasant

“i, uh, i’m jungkook, by the way.” jungkook sticks his hand out for you to shake

he’s… introducing himself to you

…does that mean… he might be… interested in you…?

much to think about

you take his hand gently before offering him a shy smile “i’m y/n.”

“and i’m taehyung!” tae leans over and shoots jungkook a boxy smile “i would shake your hand but my fingers are still sticky with cheese.”

your eyes flutter shut and you pinch the bridge of your nose

kim taehyung is the absolute bane of ur existence

“it’s nice to meet you guys. uh, this is-“ jungkook glances over his shoulder “this is namjoon!”

“hey, hi.” namjoon smiles politely and nods to the both of you in acknowledgement “are you guys big hockey fans?”

“i’m not, but tae is-“ you laugh lightly and namjoon’s eyes liGht up

“i’m not that big of a fan either! i honestly don’t really get it!“

“right??” you gasp in excitement because now you have someone you can actually talk to about this stuff “what’s the big deal with a group of grown men gliding around and-“

“i know!! also i always lose track of where the puck is-“

taehyung and jungkook lean back slightly to give each other the same looks of ‘do you hear what i’m hearing right now?’

“i don’t see what the point is of having two intermissions-“ you nearly jump ten feet into the air when the crowd suddenly buRsts into cheers and for a second you think it’s because the game is resuming

but nO

because take a WILD guess as to whose faces are up on the jumbotron aGAIN

“wha- are you people serious?!” you gawk as you stare at yourself at the screen

…is that really what you look like?

you look weirder when you’re up on the big screen for some reason

you don’t get a chance to dwell on the fact that people can probably see your pores from how HD the camera is because the next thing you know, the crowd is beginning to chant

“kiss! kiss! kiss! kiss!”

jungkook lets out a nervous laugh and shakes his head before reaching up to pluck at the silver hoop hanging from his ear (it’s a nervous hAbit and he is very vERY nervous right now) “sorry, we’re not going to!”

“kiSS! kiSS! kiSS! kiSS!”

“you heard the guy!” you gesture over to jungkook “we’re not doing it, you pERverts!”

it seems like the audience couldn’t give leSS of a shit because every time you and jungkook say that you two aren’T going to kiss they become more riled up

even taehyung and namjoon have joined in on the chanting

namjoon can’t help but snort when jungkook turns to look at him with briGht red cheeks

if ya can’t beat em join em!!!

“we’re going to be here all day! just move on!”

“KISS!”

“we’re not going to kiss!!!!!!!”

“KISS!”

“we don’t even know each other!”

“KISS!”

“my lips are suPer chapped!”

“KISS!”

“take a hint!”

“oh for the love of god-“ jungkook’s eyes nearly pop out of his head when you’re suddenly grabbing him by the collar of his hoodie and pulling him towards you and-

his heart stops in his chest when you press your lips against his and he immediately freezes

o god

you’re kissing him

you’re kiSsing HIM

you pull away far too soon for jungkook’s liking (it was obviously only meant to be a peck) and jungkook blinks owlishly

wha-

is that it?????

that’s all????

you are riPPING him off

“there, we kissed! are you freAKS happ-“ before you get a chance to get all smug with the camera jungkook’s yanking you back and smearing his lips over yours

the crowd now eRUPTS into cheers and screams and namjoon is literally screeching his head off next to jungkook

taehyung isn’t doing any better

he threw his half-eaten hot dog up into the aIR

and for a brief second jungkook thinks you’re going to freak out and pull away but he’s more than pleasantly surprised when you begin to kiss him back

also he figured out what u smell like and why he likes it so much

it’s because you smell like his favourite fabric softener

and if that’s not a sign that you’re basically perFect for him then he doesn’t know what is!!!!

jungkook reaches up to cup your cheek gently while your fingers curl around the nape of his neck

needless to say

you are vERy much making out with a stranger right now (your mom would probably flip if she found out) but you most definitely don’t give a hECK because jungkook’s lips are so soft and he tastes like buttery popcorn

the tiniest of whimpers slips past your lips when jungkook teases you with small brushes of his tongue against yours

he tilts his head slightly to deepen the kiss and all of a sudden you feel lightheaded and your entire body feels like jello

he’s such a good kisser that you nearly forget the fact that the two of you are making out in front of like 20,000 people right now

a smirk twitches at the corner of jungkook’s mouth when he pulls away and you immediately respond with a whine

it started off with you getting him all flustered but obviously the tables have turned because you are just putty in his hands and he knows it

“jungkook…” you sigh breathlessly as he nudges his nose against yours

oH boy

your soul definitely left your body

you’re still floating on cloud nine

meanwhile the crowd is still compLETELY losing it because they were just expecting a little pek and not THIS

“yeah?” jungkook takes his bottom lip in between his teeth as he resists the urge to lean in and kiss you again

“i think this means you have to take me out on a date now.”

“…i think you might be right.”

best

birthday

ever

:-)

help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)

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astroninaaa · 3 years

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Okay, still not entirely sure if this counts ad a hot take but here i go ig (honestly pretty sure its not, just wanted to share some thoughts on the viewpoints and the impact they have)

Im not exactly caught up on lore, but i just want to say the black and white viewpoint (or the whole view of sides) of characters(or viewers in some cases) on the server play a lot into the view on lore. That specific viewpoint gives a lot to the general lore of the server when a. 'Protaganist' meets 'antagonist' b. 'protagonist' /'antagonist' meets anyone in general. The reason i think that is bc when who everyone views as 'good' and the 'bad' person comes into play, theres proof that theres a standard, theres already the general idea of whats good and bad to the characters (or viewers) and its often taken into a negative light. For example, manipulation, he has no ties we know of now and is stuck in a room with no comfort (and in my personal opinion has it worse than anyone ever had), but going off fhe reason i know about him, i could say hes the protagonist here in the story because hes becoming a villain to reunite the server as one big happy family, sacrificing himself and becoming the antagonist most view him as, Dream. On the other hand, it is true that a dude has caused a lot of trouble, using people to do work for him in context of lore ofc, starting wars, helping start a country with literal drugs that if i remember correctly was originally only for British people? So in context of lore, Tommy would be the antagonist? But for some reason, the reason being Tommy is a child, its somehoe okay for him to start wars and build a literal nation literally only changing the fact its with drugs and only allowing specific people to join. Okay maybe thats not THAT good of an example but the standard of bad apparently is manipulating a child to protect the peace of the server and the standard of good is being a child despite starting wars and a lot more. The standards the characters (and viewers) see as good and bad dont exactly make the most sense.

So ig idk how to explain it really but ill try is that if we see it from a objective perspective, good and bad would be behind the intention right? So why is there a standard? Bc if there isnt a standard whats to say anything is good or bad? Bc nothing is exactly good or bad. Theres reasons behind everything but the way the story progresses there is always a 'protagonist' and an 'antagonist'. And thats the only way the story can progress because without the black and white viewpoint no characters will have conflict, no conflict means there really isnt really a lot of lore to be done.

So in summary, the black and white viewpoint is the standard of the right and wrong on the server and without it litterally no lore would exist. (and that i hate c!tommy as a person but find him as a character interesting)

Idk when im gonna send an ask again so just so uk it wasnt a one time thing for me to send asks :)

-Lou

for one i completely disagree because the one person that has started wars the most has been c!dream. he has also caused a lot more property damage than c!tommy, he just then proceeded to frame c!tommy for most of it. the reason c!dream is usually seen as evil isn't because he manipulates minors, but because of all the violence, lying, murder, betrayal, and whatnot. it's not only about intentions. besides, c!tommy was honestly, most of the time, just trying to have fun. has he done bad things? absolutely. many times. he has done a lot of things i disagree with, but that doesn't change the fact he never deserved any of the pain and abuse that was inflicted onto him, which i believe makes him a much more sympathy-inducing character. also building a nation is not a crime

saying if something is good or bad touches morality, and i agree with you that nothing is exactly good or bad because each character has different morals. ask c!techno and c!puffy what their thoughts are on using withers and their answers will be obviously different.

the black and white view isn't exactly the standard, i believe. all characters are different shade of morally gray and that's just as important as the idea of morality in itself for the story. besides, i believe we don't need antagonists and protagonists for the lore to progress- just look at the egg arc! there were many different characters and you could argue all of them were both antagonists and protagonists. i don't know

anyways i respect your opinion tho!!! it's valid and i see your point, i just don't think i exactly agree with it. you explained it pretty well tho, so thank you!!!

send me a hot take!!!

#hot take ask!!!#ask moment #lou anon #i couldve probably answered this better but ngl im tired yall #LMAOOO #not tired of the hot takes just Generally Tired i wanna take a nap

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companionwolf · 3 years

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miqueme - espeon

Misqueme: to displease; to offend

TW: swearing, implied object death

Espeon is, as the kids say, pissed.

One moment she is jumping at the sound of some son of a bitch who thinks it’s cool to shoot her friends in their dumb body pillow chests, and the next moment she is being carried by the head by some beef cake jock dipshit (who’s taken PC’s sword after making the pillow drop into unconsciousness like a sack of bricks somehow with Psionics - and HEY why can’t SHE do that) to a waiting vehicle.

Beefcake jock dipshit number one hands her and PC off to beefcake jock dipshit number two, who is crouched a few paces in the woods with a sniper rifle. Sniper rifle jackass tosses PC into a pack, and looks at Espeon with disdain.

“This some kind of Pokéman?” he says.

“Fuck you!” yells Espeon, and launches a medium size psionic ball (which compared to a human is still very small) straight at his head.

He almost boredly blocks it with a quick wave of his free hand to produce a psi barrier, and starts moving through the trees, his buddy following. Espeon wriggles in fhe latter’s grasp, manifesting Awakened teeth just to sink them into his thumb.

He drops her out of shock, and she bolts into the underbrush. Beefcake jock dipshit number one doesn’t even turn. “Leave her, we got what we came for,” he says, and number two doesn’t give chase. Espeon pauses.

If she runs back to the truck she can get the Hoard involved. If she follows them now, she can make sure she doesn’t lose them and possibly rescue PC on her own.

The choice is, of course, obvious.

“Sorry, Alice, it’s real XCOM hours and I AM John Bradford and our Central is the Commander and ... this comparison doesn’t actually work.” She shakes her head. “Anyway, me, follow that beefcake!”

She gives chase.

Espeon is small, so she doesn’t cover much ground, but she is fast, and keeps pace just a few feet behind the men until they emerge from the woods onto the side of the road where they get into a car, loading first their guns and then PC. She flings herself after them, missing once but finally landing on the trunk as the car begins to peel away down the asphalt.

Excellent. Now she just has to hang on.

They drive for a while. So long in fact the sun sets far behind them, by the time the car parks behind a low concerts building in the shape of a rectangle. Espeon leaps from the trunk top as the men get out and hides under the car, watching as they bring out the bag holding PC and head into the building.

She slips through the door after them, felt feet silent on the white polished stone floor. They work their way through the maze of this building, the purpose of which she can’t seem to discern, until they come to a stop outside a door in a back hallway.

Espeon hides behind the corner and watches as they open the door. Briefly she sees a large brown dog, and stuffing strewn across the floor, and the half concealed shape of someone tied up in a chair.

She leans a little around the corner.

That’s the Beholden.

The dog looks up from whatever it’s eating. Its droopy eyes lock on her.

“Don’t fucking bark. Don’t fucking do it,” she whispers.

The dog barks, stands up. The men turn, spot her, tell the dog to ‘get!’

“Oh my god,” says Espeon, and runs.

The dog skitters on the floor, slips and slides, while Espeon does not, and she attributes that to her success in escaping the compound. She fires a psionic bean at the door in front of her, rolling a hole through it, and jumps through - the dumb dog attempts to follow, gets its head stuck in the hole, and Espeon laughs at it as she darts away into the dusk.

It’s only when she is safely concealed a few hundred meters away in the long grass that she realizes she has no idea where she is.

“Oh, this was a bad idea,” she says. “Maybe I should not have done this.” No. No time for second guessing. She lets herself revert to base form and stares at the compound. Maybe she could sneak around outside and look for a vent or a window? Yes, that’s what she’ll do.

Operation Gatecrasher, but like make it TWO packages and no Jane Kelly, let’s fucking go.

#wolf barking #barking asks #tailstrokes

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calixddm101706 · 3 years

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Holiday Spent Together.

The holiday season was upon the Titans so they all decided to take a break from anything work related.

Kori and Dick were in their apartment. They wanted to spend their holidays there.

Jaime went home to spend holidays with his family, Gar came with him because Jaime treats him like family, they're best friends.

Donna also went home to themyscira.

The boy wonder was also going to spend holidays with his family until this happened.

He was walking in the hallway with his bag of clothes and other stuff. He entered the common room and became shocked with what he saw.

Sitting in the couch, was Raven......

He was shocked but then remembered that she didn't have a regular family. She didn't want to go with the others because she didn't want to disrupt their family bonding during the holidays. He now felt sad for the empath. Raven sensed him so she looked back and saw him just standing there staring at her, consumed by his thoughts.

"Umm....Damian? Are you okay?" She asks. Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Oh! Umm..I'm just thinking about something." He lied, he didn't want to remind of her of her family issues.

"Where are you going?" She asks, looking at his bag then back at him.

"Oh, I'm going home for the holidays." He informs. "Oh..." She says softly, now feeling sad, remembering her loneliness. Damian immediately realizes what he had done.

"Great going in not reminding her genius!" Damian scolds himself.

"Have fun.." She says then goes back to her book.

Damian felt really guilty now, he didn't want to leave her alone. He was going to invite her to come with him to the manor but he knew he'll never hear the end of it from his brothers.

He got another idea.....

"Wait there!" He said to her which surprised the young mage. He ran to the hallway and grabbed his phone and called his father.

"Hello Damian, what's wrong?" Bruce asks from the other side of the phone.

"I've decided to stay in fhe tower." Damian informs, Bruce was definitely shocked by the sudden statement and change of mind.

"Why?" Bruce asks, Damian didn't want to tell his father his reason or else he'd never hear the end of it, so he just lied...

"I have decided that I want to have some peace and quiet alone." He says.

"Really? How are you supposed to that with Raven there, she is there, isn't she?" Bruce says teasingly with a smug. He knew Raven didn't have a normal family, so he deduced it already.

He can see Damian's shocked face on the other side of the phone.

"I understand now why you want to stay." Bruce jokes, "Father!" Damian says pissed.

"Ok fine, you can stay, Merry Christmas Damian." Bruce says, "You too father." The ex assassin ended the call and went back in the common room.

Once he got back in Raven immediately faced him. "Guess what?" Damian asks with a grin. Raven just shrugged.

"You won't be alone this holiday." Damian informs, Raven quickly understands what he was implying.

"You're staying here?! What does your father think of this?" She asks shocked.

"Yes, I....felt bad for you. I didn't want you to be alone. Also don't worry of my father, he approves......weirdly." He said softly, cheeks staring to blush crimson red.

Raven smiles at his words, "Thank you Damian." She says sincerely, Damian smiles in return.

"Now I will put my belongings back in my room but after that we can do anything you want." He says before leaving the room. Raven chuckles at his charms. She gets up from the couch and heads out of the common room.

After a while Damian went to Raven's room, he knocked on her door and waited for a response.

She opened her door and saw Damian wearing his usual red hoodie, while she was wearing her usual attire which was her cloak and leotard.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before Damian broke the silence between them.

"Umm......what do you want to umm....do?" Damian asks shyly.

"Umm.....I don't know, probably make a meal." She suggested.

"So cook?" Damian asked for clearance.

She nodded, they both chuckled because of the other's charms.

They both headed down to the kitchen and looked around.

"What do you want to cook?" Damian asks while looking through some cabinets.

"I don't know, probably just something easy, I'm not the best when it comes to food." She said.

"Well how about some waffles?" Damian suggests as he finds the waffle mix in one of the cupboards.

Raven being a huge fan of waffle says yes immediately.

They bring out the ingredients and things they needed and they put it in the kitchen island.

Once everything was out they started making.

Raven was in charge of putting eggs in the bowl, she was still learning how.

She hit the egg on the side of the bowl, it didn't crack, she tried again, nothing.

Damian noticed her problem so he helped. He walked up to her, he wanted to grab the egg in her hand but ends up holding her hand instead. Raven looks up and meets his eyes, their eyes lock, they stare at each other for a while.

They snap back into reality, Damian quickly retreats his hand back from hers, Raven processes what just had happened.

She looks back at Damian when he starts talking but does not make eye contact with the ex assassin.

"Umm.......so this is how you....umm....crack some eggs." Damian said, uncomfortable and heart raising rapidly.

"Oh okay." She says, she watches him crack the eggs but she her mind really isn't on the eggs.

They continue making the waffles in silence, awkward silence.

They didn't talk, only mumbling "excuse me" every now and then when going the other's direction or way.

After an hour as passed, the waffles were ready to be eaten.

They put the snacks in a plate, got some drinks and just stayed at the common room.

They sat in different seats and ate in silence, staring at the window, the awkward tension was fading but was still there.

Raven couldn't stand the silence, she didn't like the awkwardness between them, so she talked.

"Umm.....Damian?" She says, turning her head to where the boy wonder is. Grabbing his attention easily, he turns his head to look at the young mage.

"Umm...yes?" He asks.

"Why is it so awkward now? I mean like, we just stared at each other. What happened?" She asks,

Damian looks to the floor, "I don't actually know, it just became awkward all of the sudden and It wouldn't go back to how it was before." He says, also clueless to the situation.

"Can we just go back to how it was before?" Raven asks desperately, she couldn't handle the tension any longer. Damian looks back up to her.

"Umm....sure." Damian replies, Raven smiles in return.

"Anyways, these waffles are good." She changed the subject.

"Yes, I agree."

"Where'd you learn to cook good waffles?" Raven asks curiously.

Damian looks down to the floor again, "When you introduced the snack to me I enjoyed it, so I......learned to make it." Damian says embarrassed.

Raven laughs, "Why are you so embarrassed?" She asks.

"I don't actually know."

With that, Damian starts laughing as well because of his own silliness, also because Raven's laughing.

After they calmed down from the intense laughter they started eating their meals once more.

When they finished, they've decided to open the gifts they have gotten each other.

Raven gave Damian's gift first, Damian opened it. It was a new sword holder.

Damian looked stunned, he looks up to Raven, who was smiling.

"Thank you." He says, acknowledging the present.

"You're welcome!" She replies.

Damian hands Raven his gift to her. She opens it, and gets stunned when she saw what it was.

It was a necklace, with the word Raven written in diamonds.

Raven looks up to Damian with a stunned face.

"What. The. Hell." was the only thing she could say.

Damian got worried, "Do you not like it?".

"No! It's not that, I love it. I'm just.....its just...so beautiful, must've been expensive." She says, still stunned.

"Money is not a problem." He says plainly.

"Yes it is! This are real diamonds!" She says.

"No its not, also, I've made sure that its diamonds." He says, Raven raises an eyebrow in confusion.

"Because diamonds is special.....and valuable, that's why your name is in diamonds, because like you, its special and valuable." Damian says, his cheeks start to redden, the same thing with Raven's.

Tears start to form in the young mage's eyes.

"Thank you so much, Damian!" She says, he smiles in return.

She runs to his arms, she hugs him tightly. Damian was shocked at first, but then slowly wraps his arms around her figure.

They separate but not fully, their eyes meet, but its not awkward anymore, its comfortable.

They slowly move towards the other, the gap between them slowly decreasing until it was fully gone.

Their lips moved in sync, they kissed with no care in the world, the only thing that mattered was them, and them only.

They separated for air, they continue to stare at each other, falling deep in each other's eyes.

They lean until their foreheads were touching. They stayed like that for a few minutes.

"Also, I didn't learn to cook waffles because I enjoyed it."

Raven raises her eyebrow once more.

"Its because I wanted to cook it for you someday." He admits.

Raven let's out a heartwarming smile in return.

After that, they just stayed in the common room cuddling, enjoying the other's presence while watching the snow fall to the ground.

What matters during the holidays is not where you spend it, how many gifts you get, or what the situation is.

The thing that matters is the people you hold dear and the meaning of that.

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dksartz · 4 years

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616 warrior cats au thoughts stuff under the readmore

I decided the 616 au should kind of be different from the mcu au. Idk, just, Tony finds Steve in 616. But I wanted them to be friends first/for Steve to be the reason Tony joins the clan. But then it doesnt work, bc who is gonna vouch for Tony joining?

Why did Steve and bucky cat actually disappear, like what happened in the cat au that leads to them not returning/disappearing??? I dont know! And Tony is supposed to be friends with Jan and thor and hank etc before they find Steve, okay, I can still do that...

Tony came to the clan because he didnt have a home anymore and because he needed to at least try to find out what happened to Steve. They want him to leave at first but he explains why hes there, asks them about Steve cat, they dont know, he might be dead.

He says that he doesnt have a home anymore and Steve cat kept trying to convince him to join the clan so he knows about the code and starclan and he wants to be a part of their clan. They take him to the clan and he explains and they're divided but since they're down 2 cats and dont have a lot of cats, they accept him as an apprentice.

Tony is grieving Steve cat, but part of him doesn't believe hes dead, somehow. He ends up befriending the others his age etc fairly quickly... Uhh it's much later that they find Steve after star clan gets involved in Tony cat's dreams, and the leader/med cat as well, decide to send a small group to investigate what the dream was pointing towards, and its Jan, thor, Tony, and hank.

Bruce is med cat maybe so idk if he should come. Also rhodey, let's throw him in? Anyway they go on an Adventure and they do find Steve...idk what happened to him or bucky, why he didnt return, what happened at all, why he and bucky left/what they were doing.

Did they get caught by twolegs? Did they get attacked by the equivalent of bloodclan? Why were they near the twolegplace? Investigating something??? Maybe star clan meddling again, dreams, idk. Or, Bucky (younger than Steve like in 616 canon, Steve cat has just recently been made a warrior, bucky has only been an apprentice for a few moons) had tracked Steve bc his friend kept disappearing on him, on the way back from visiting Tony, bucky, who is following Steve, gets atta led by a cat or dog, Steve leaps to his defense, they have to flee, but get turned around/lost in twolegplace.

Maybe they find another cat in need and try to protect them and then get separated by accident. Steve cant find bucky, hes not sure how to get out of the maze of thunderpaths and twoleg paths and fenced in yards, etc. And he gets grabbed by some twolegs.

Meanwhile bucky has been captured by the bloodclan equivalent and forced to join them, he's afraid. hes afraid to disobey or try to run because he doesnt know how to get out of fhe twolegplace, he doesnt know what happened to Steve and he cant fight them and hes not ready to die all on his own, this is not a battle he can win. But he will hate himself later. I guess. Cats dont really have brainwashing. Maybe he hits his head and forgets things, or maybe he was only just made apprentice and is manipulated. Idk.

Anyway so Steve is caught by twolegs and ends up in a shelter? He was caught for tnr lol but then hes scared theyll kill him if he fights so he acts friendly, so they think hes adoptable maybe, and theres a mix up with paperwork so they think he was fixed but he wasnt actually. But hes not friendly enough to adopt out, but acts friendly towards the people who work there sort of, so hes just trapped in the shelter for months??

Long enough for Tony cat to get his warrior name. Maybe Steve cat does get adopted, and that's how he is found. He's not sure how long it's been since he was captured and he still has no idea what happened to bucky cat, and he feels guilty.

The twolegs who adopted him have a yard but they dont let him out into it, they have a screened in porch where he spends his time staring out at the forest over the fence. And then one day a group of cats leap over the fence into the yard away from yipping dogs one yard over, and Steve cat scrambles to his paws. The scent... could it be?

He isnt sure, he doesnt recognize them (they've changed and so has he!) And they dont quite recognize him at first, but as they approach theres recognition. Its Steve cat! And Steve realizes its Tony catches hes actually a warrior! Hes birdclan now! And those are Steve cat's classmates! That is birdclan scent! They're separated by the screen but they greet each other joyfully and have a million questions.

They work out a plan to get Steve out of the screened in porch (he was feeling too depressed/unhappy/guilty to try, before, and it is a strong material) and it works eventually. They do the cat equivalent of hugging and then get a move on. They got help from a kittypet on how to get out or maybe Tony knows because he found his way out to the forest and this is his area of the twolegplace (more residential area than the area where Steve and bucky were separated)

anyway so they make their way out of the twolegplace, though Steve has been trying to look for bucky the whole time and becomes more and more disheartened as they go. Those cats were vicious, moreso than their battles with snakeclan usually, and Steve cat fears bucky cat is lost to them.... and uhh.

Anyway so they go back to the clan together and things are good and fairly peaceful and they do fight snakeclan for or over territory, etc normal warriors stuff. (But their little group of warriors becomes known as the avengers). Some normal cross clan romance drama in the background probably. And uh Steve and Tony are falling in love and pining for each other. That's a major thing!

They're dumbos for all the usual reasons basically. They probably eventually become mates and later adopt orphaned kits or something. They definitely both mentor apprentices. Steve eventually becomes leader and Tony his deputy of course.

Uhh at some pt Steve falls into a sinkhole during a battle and everyone thinks he died and Tony doesmt believe it and wont go to get 9 lives but he does make Carol his temporary deputy and act as stand in leader. Some of the clan who never liked him think he's behind what happened to Steve this time.

Eventually Steve claws his way back out and is like im not dead! And also dont blame Tony it was that redclaw, he tried to kill him and then Steve fell. snakeclan need to do something about that cat. Idk. Stuff!! Drama!! Okay!!

#warrior cats au #avengers au #avenger cats #plannings #au #warriors au #idek but its something and now I'm not frustrated! so!#i can now draw some scenes if id like #and then i can go back to doing something else tomorrow lol

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Fools | Park Jimin

pairing: park jimin x black female oc (featuring jung hoseok)

genre: angst, cheating!jimin au

word count: 2.9k

ongoing series!

06 - ACCOUNTABILITY

Mother dearest, let me inherit the Earth.

Teach me how to make him beg. Let me make up for the years he made you wait. Did he bend your reflection? Did he make you forget your own name? Did he convince you he was a God? Did you get on your knees daily? Do his eyes close like doors? Are you a slave to the back of his hand?

Am I talking about your husband or your father?

JIMIN BARELY uttered a word as he drove Rosalie hack home. Not that she was complaining, it was just odd regarding his lack of effort compared to how the ride to the gathering went. She just sighs and looks out her window, trying not to think about the urgent way Jimin suggested they leave, and his obvious discomfort now. His hands were holding the steering wheel so tightly, Rosalie genuinely thought he might break it.

When they finally arrived home, Jimin looked towards Rosalie, knowing he should say something to her to convince her of some normalcy, but the only thing he could think of was what Hoseok said when he cornered him in the bathroom. Did you ever consider how much you've played her for the fool that she isn't? And the thing was, Jimin honestly didn't consider that, it was never a thought that flew across his mind. And he absolutely hates himself for it.

It just wasn't fair to her.

Rosalie opens her door, and cool wind passes through and smears against Jimin's cheek, subtly revealing some type of reality. "Goodnight, Jimin."

She didn't even look at him. Neither did she hold his head endearingly and kiss him goodnight, because he tore up whatever they had by deliberately going to another to do that in place of her. Her eyes, now drowsy from the quiet ride, meet the night, instead of his face. She exits the car, and begins to walk inside.

"Goodnight, Rosie," he says to no one, hearing the door slam closed and driving off into the night, his quarreling thoughts refraining him from checking if she even made it in safely.

He drives, not knowing where he's going until he'll arrive somewhere— anywhere, really, but here. He couldn't go where he really desired, and he really didn't want to go to that hotel, so he's decided to drive until he tires of it. Anything to keep his mind off the conversation he had earlier, anything to hinder his acknowledgement of the way Hoseok vehemently spit out every word. Were they really just 'friends'?

God, I'm horrible. He thought it before he could stop himself, but he had no right to, and he knows it. What she did—unless it involved Haeran—didn't necessarily concern him in the slightest anymore. It was one of the hardest to swallow pills he's ever taken. He had to nip the thought of Rosalie involving herself with Hoseok in the bud anyway, because considering the way she was so heartbroken at his own infidelity, there was no way she would do such a thing herself. Rosalie was a lot of things, but never a hypocrite.

Fluorescent lights illuminate the highways Jimin enters on, fueling his odyssey with the destination unknown. His suit pulls at his chest and he can feel his heart beat and his chest rise and fall with heightened senses. He is thinking everything and nothing simultaneously; his eyes dart and his pupils dilate with every beam of light he passes and his car soars through the night. His arms steer his vehicle as if he's driving off of one too many bottles of beer, but sober nevertheless.

Thinking some fresh air would aid him in relieving some of his mind's ambivalent state, he lowers his windows and hears the cars zoom by. This goes on for some time; with him sitting and driving to who knows where, with his mind raging with an abundance of guilt and pure longing.

Eventually, his journey ends. His car slows, pulling into a parking space near an array of apartment homes, sitting at its lonesome under orange lights in the vacant space. He leans back, groaning, and loosening his tie that was just too tight—all these years and I could still barely tie a tie without her help. His hands find his hair, disheveling it just so it can fall back in place: an esteemed yet unnoticed rebellion against himself. Should I scream? He wonders. Because this would definitely be the place to do it.

He considers doing that, just yelling until his throat was sore, but all he could do was sit in silence, pondering over Hoseok's words despite his past efforts of stopping. If he dared to open his mouth it wouldn't open with yells of anguish, but with weeps of despair — and that he knew. But his thoughts would have no mercy on him either.

I'd say, your first mistake was the cheat of course,

His hand was to his mouth, and his eyes were sewn shut. A tear threatens to break through its captive barrier. He holds it in, but not for reasons he knows why.

Hoseok's voice floats and echoes slightly in his head.

All you're doing now, is suffering the consequences. Reaping what you've sowed...

"Oh God," the tiniest whimper escapes him then, he can feel his insides sort of shatter and fall to the floor with a ferocity too great to be described. S tear finally slips through, falling from his cheek to silently dripping onto the center console.

Hoseok smiled at him then. he fucking smiled—

You live, and you learn, right?

A sound suddenly startles him, interrupting his self inflicted anguish, and he looks up to see the face of the very person who contributed in tearing his family apart.

Her smile is overbearingly saccharine, her face was bare and beautiful and her hand was already poised for his own to succumb to it, be it willingly or not.

Choi Ahn stood confident outside in the very parking lot to her apartment, peering into the window of the one she just refuses to let go.

Her voice is sweet. Too damn sweet. He watches her breath fog against the glass.

"Hello, Jimin."

The fervor in which the vehicle zoomed away gave a silent breeze to graze Rosalie's cheeks as she watched Jimin's car until it disappeared into glaring streetlights and black cement. She wondered why he was so quick to leave, but didn't allow her thoughts to plague her as she began walking back inside and unlocked her door.

Her house was soothingly quiet as she entered, the constant bustling of the gala seemed to overwhelm her as though she was there for an eternity and not just a mere hour. She sighed as she removed her shoes and entered her living room to see Haeran sprawled atop her father's chest as the two of them slept, a rerun of an old American television show playing on her tv.

Ah, she thought, grinning. That's why it was so quiet.

She tiptoes up to her couch, leaning down to whisper into her father's ear.

"Daddy?"

Ever the light sleeper, her father jerks up almost immediately, blinking drowsily, "Huh? Oh. Rosalie. Hey, baby."

"Hey," she says. "I don't mean to wake you-"

"You're fine baby, I was just dozing off."

"Oh. Okay," Rosalie says to his instant rebuttal. "Did you guys eat? I told you about the leftover lasagna in the fridge, but it's a little early for dinner- it's not even eight yet." If they ate already that'd be great, that meant that Rosalie could just take Haeran up to her bed and let that be that. Fhe was too drained from the night's previous activities to do much else.

Her dad nods. "Yeah, we ate. Haeran got a little sleepy," he chuckles lowly, looking down.

"Oh, good, I'll take her upstairs to bed then." Her father remains still as Rosalie reaches down to pick her daughter up; it took a lot for Haeran to fall asleep so deeply, but Rosalie is grateful for this little miracle.

She began to slightly stir as Rosalie began to move her, but as soon as Haeran is fully enveloped in her mother's arms she relaxes, and Rosalie finds comfort in her soft breaths on her neck. Haeran's arms were instinctively around Rosalie's Neck as Rosalie held her body securely against her chest and takes easy footsteps ascending her stairs.

It was the miniscule moments like these that reminded Rosalie of why she wanted a child so badly. She has always yearned the curious and bright eyes of a baby, there was simply nothing better than to see a baby inhale deeply when they're so happy to see you, or to listen to the steady hum of their heartbeat as they slept. Holding her daughter close to her body was so valued because there was always that proof of life right under her nose. She was right there, holding her and loving her and being everything she's ever wanted. God, if Jimin would give her anything it was a baby. Her baby.

As Rosalie nears the glow of the nightlight that shined bright because of Haeran's open room door, she comes to the conclusion that Haeran's room was an experience all in itself. Her favorite color is blue, so her room was decked out in blue walls, her bedsheets drenched in an overwhelming splash of turquoise and stripes. Her stuffed animals were all named after shades of blue and something Haeran loved at the time, like the indigo hulk - a spotted puppy that she won after watching her first avenger's film- or the navy piggie, the stuffed frog atop her nightstand. Haeran is undoubtedly spoiled by her parents, but that's okay.

As Rosalie entered Haeran's room, she successfully dodges any toys on her floor that she'll scold her daughter for not picking up later, and rests Haeran's sleeping form under her blankets and right next to indigo hulk, right where she belonged. Then she began to skillfully change her daughter into her proper sleepwear without waking her; she wishes she could thank the person who invented buttons.

With a sleeping and properly changed haeran lying in bed, Rosalie takes this time - as she always does - to just admire her child. Her hand soothingly caresses Haeran's forehead as she feels the warmth emit from her daughter's body. She fixes the bonnet atop her head so that it's worn securely because it always seemed to fall off of her head before morning.

She wonders if haeran knew how much she loved her. How much she needed her with her. Sometimes she isn't sure, but when she sees her staring at her with adoration gleaming in her eyes and feels the joy surge through her body, she thinks that Haeran might just have an idea.

Rosalie was still in her dress as she sat on Haeran's bed, so she quietly stands to go change into more comfortable clothes and retreat back downstairs.

Before she leaves, she kisses her daughter's forehead and straightens herself with a sigh.

She looked so much like him.

After settling into more breathable clothing, Rosalie went back downstairs to make her something to eat and eventually get herself into bed. Her father was still where he left him, watching whatever was playing on the tv. He looks up, hearing her footsteps announce her arrival downstairs.

"I'm gonna heat me up some lasagna dad," Rosalie yawns, scratching her arms. "Then I think i'll head back upstairs after a minute."

Her dad nods, leaning back further into the couch. He'd retreat to the guest room shortly after, he didn't feel like driving home and Rosalie assured him that he was always welcomed.

Rosalie places herself on the couch beside her father after nuking her lasagna in the microwave, beginning to eat as a question appeared in her mind.

"How was the gala?" Her father asks.

"Fine," she quips.

"You didn't stay very long."

"It got crowded. You know how anxious I get," She awkwardly laughed.

Her father set his lips in a straight line and nodded.

"Jimin isn't here."

"We aren't on speaking terms." She didn't want to explain any further, and her dad got the hint. She would tell him when she was ready.

And he would wait.

After prolonged moments in silence and the air between them grew less tense, Rosalie finished her dinner and returned to sit beside her father as he waited for her to gather her thoughts. They always understood each other, and this was one of the many moments where Rosalie is insurmountably grateful of that.

"Daddy," she started slowly, "when mom was alive did either of you..do wrong by each other?" She shakes her head at her attempt to sugar coat her words so she quickly rephrases herself.

"Did either of you cheat?"

At this her father just sighed. Even as he did this and as Rosalie braced herself for the worst, she knew her father would never lie to her. He never has, and he never will.

But he can't meet her eyes.

"...You were about two. I got laid off from work, and stupidly decided to go and drink away my feelings, and made a mistake I'll never forgive myself for."

Rosalie couldn't hide her surprise if she tried. Her chest suddenly hurt, and her eyes watered involuntarily, not even at the fact that her father had betrayed her mother, but at the fact that she wouldn't have even thought to ask if it hadn't been for what she was going through herself. There was never even a drop of resentment that lingered in her house growing up. Not even a little bit.

Did this mean her parents were putting on a show just to make it work for her, like she's been doing for Haeran?

Her voice shook as she spoke. "What-what did mom do?"

"She gave me absolute hell," he says, shaking his head. "And I deserved it all."

Rosalie doesn't say anything, so her father just continues.

"She'd always tell me how disappointed she was in me for succumbing so easily although I was under the influence. Because our love should've been stronger. Because I should've fought harder. And she was right! It was me being weak and entitled that brought me to hurt your mother in the way that I did. And although she forgave me for it, I cannot do the same."

He was telling the truth, Rosalie could tell. He wasn't trying to evoke sympathy from her or bait her emotions. He was simply expressing his sin and the consequences he spent for it.

"She forgave you? After how long? And how?"

"It took a while," her father says thoughtfully. "I even asked her how she felt myself. She just told me: 'James, you know why I forgive you? Because my love for you is stronger than my hatred for your mistakes. And you're not about to leave me alone with this baby.'"

"So she eventually just decided to forgive and forget," Rosalie deadpans.

"Oh no," her father corrects. "Not forget. Never forget."

What Rosalie was essentially getting from this was that her mother thought that if her father's love for her was weak enough for him to cheat, she'd tear it down and build it up from a stronger foundation. She wished she was here to ask her.

Her father's infidelity actually gave reasoning to his behavior after her mother's death. Her mom died when Rosalie was thirteen, and her dad almost completely shut down with grief. Almost everything he had planned for the years onward was put on hold, and no one really gave it a second thought when her father wouldn't fulfill certain tasks her promised he would for years. They just assumed that he would've completed them with his wife and couldn't anymore. But it was her father's guilt that would always halt him before he got a chance to start.

Because he never forgave himself.

As Rosalie said her goodnights to her father after their long conversation she lied awake in her bed and peered at the empty space beside her in deep thought.

Is that how Jimin will be, should anything happen to her?

Should she just forgive and remember, forever living with the thought of how he willingly gave himself to someone else, instead of her?

Could she forgive herself for forgiving him?

#hey yall #its been a minute #hope you enjoyed this tho <3 #jimin angst #jimin fic #jimin #jimin ambw #cheating!jimin au #hoseok fic #hoseok #hoseok ambw #bts #bts fic #bts ambw #bts fanfction #kpop fanfiction #kpop poc

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