#*I say injury but I don't actually know what happened. I was sitting down during a class and then when I stood up it all when to shit

[mosspapi]

Hhhhhhh really starting to not like how whenever my lower back feels weird it also makes my legs and feet feel weird. Beginning to be a little bit hashtag concerned about this actually.

#I've had problems with my lower back for Years thanks to a dance injury* #*I say injury but I don't actually know what happened. I was sitting down during a class and then when I stood up it all when to shit #which is also when my neck got royally fucked up #but like. it's beginning to b a little concerning that it's probably affecting my legs. what does that mean. why. can I stop it. #idek entirely what it's going bcuz my interoception is godawful. it all just feels Weird. #closest thing I can think of is it's like. it feels like my legs are constipated. which idk what that means lmao #armchair speaks #I wanna put my heat pad on it bcuz it'll feel better but if it's anything like my neck issue then that might make it worse if #I'm not able to like. strengthen it somehow. just loosening it so the spine is shifting all over. which would b bad #idk man idk what's going on and I don't like it. I wanna go to bed

[flowershines]

Closer Broken

summary: Being the 8th member of Enhypen means that you get to spend time with people that actually make you feel special but little does everyone know that during most of those times your on your knees in front of them as you pleasuring them everyday.

warning: smut, mentions of sex

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Air felt tense as sweaty bodies danced the hardest to their abilities, your eyes traveled from each section of the arena occasionally looking at a fan or two. Cheers and screams surrounded the whole stage, you were thankful for the noise cancelation in your earpiece or else you might as well go deaf in one of your ears from how loud the fans were screaming, you even saw a fan holding a pair of earplugs just to get rid of the loud noises around her.

Passing Heeseung as you both walked to your place you couldn't help but notice him holding his wrist while making a tensed face as his nose wrinkled up, some of the other members noticed this as well giving each other glances while you all walked off the stage for a quick change. As you walked into the dressing room you see Heeseung’s makeup artist touching up him, walking over to him with his wrist still in his hand “Are you okay?” as he looked up at you his eyes started to fill with tears as they threatened to fall on his freshly done makeup. “It’s my wrist… I can barely move it.”

Shock lit up your body as he could be seriously injured if he does not let his injury rest, “Heeseung you can’t dance the last one, it's going to hurt too much.” he shook his head while a tear fell. “There are two more songs left. I'm not just going to stop now.”

The makeup artist gave him the okay as you both walked back out onto the stage trying to finish up the concert safely, occasionally you would glance at Heeseung making sure he was hanging in there but just enough to make it look as if you are caring for him not trying to start a dating scandal.

Saying your goodbyes to engenes, Heeseung was crying but you couldn't tell if it was from him being in pain or if he truly was going to miss this moment or even both. One of the main staff went into the car with you, Jay and Heeseung while sitting in the back with the injured man to see if the problem was anything worth worrying about, he told the pained man to follow the directions he was telling him to move his wrist in, the man cooperated.

“It just looks like a sprain, but don't try to move it. Let it heal. If you don’t let it heal it can turn into a bigger problem.” Heeseung nodded to the elder man who sat before him, as the car parked in front of the dorms he headed straight to his room while holding his arm in a way that wouldn’t hurt his wrist. He felt bored.

Usually he would play a game on his console but he can barely do anything one handedly, fluttering his eyes into the darkness of his room. He hoped that time would pass by as he would rest his eyes for a couple of hours. Walking into the living room of the dorms with the tired members by your side sitting next to your exhausted figure “Did you ever find out what happened to Hee?” Jake asked, turning to you, digging your body into the crack of the two couches being pushed together while trying to find a way to make the uncomfortable position more cozy.

“He sprained his wrist, he can’t move it too much because if he does it could turn out much worse.” he nodded as he laid his sweaty head down on your stomach, your fingers brushing through his somewhat wet roots. Grabbing small pieces of his hair, your fingers sectioned his hair into three parts, braiding the small pieces as his eyes flickered while he tried to not fall asleep from the sudden relaxation.

Feeling a vibration coming from the seat next to you which had your phone laying on top of the cushion, flipping it over with your free hand a notification popped up on your screen from the man who was a room away by himself. A small confused expression displayed on your face since you thought he was sleeping, just like the man laying on your belly.

Reading the text it showed his contact photo, moving your eyes to look at the letters he had typed ‘can you come to my room please’ slowly trying to sit up you let go of the tired man’s hair as his eyes moved under his eyelids. Flickering his eyelashes to open his eyes which brought out his blurred vision which blurred your figure to, he groaned at you for waking him up. “Heeseung asked me to go to his room.” Nodding as he sat up enough for you to slide around his head, bringing his hand up he pointed at the pillow across the room.

Grabbing the pillow and placing it in his hand, he placed it under his head as he rolled over on the couch going in a very long and awaited slumber.

Walking towards his room you slowly turned his bedroom door knob bringing your attention to the man lying lazily on top of the covers on his bed as he ushered you to stand in front of him, tilting your head towards the side he already knew your unclear body language.

“Can you help me?” His eyes kept trying to deny looking in your direction almost as if he was embarrassed to say something, he never failed leaving you confused. “With what?” Walking slightly close to his tense figure and sitting down in the opened spot next to him, his fiddled with one another over his pants almost as a way to hide something from you. “Promise you won’t be weird about it?”

His gaze finally looking into yours while nodding at him which let him finish his sentence “No matter how w-” “Heeseung just tell me, nothing bad will happen.” his eyes looked back at his fingers then scanned you body as his eyes met yours once more, his lips parted slightly while you studied every inch of his eyes. The way they sparkled from the slight brightness in the room, he moved his hands out of the way on his lap. His eyes looked at the wall closest to him while your eyes traveled from his tired eyes down to his what his hands had been covering, onto to reveal his bulge standing prominent in his pants. “Oh.. Um.. What do you mean? Help?”

You asked him questionably as his eyes threatened to slowly look into yours, his doe eyes scanned your body language as he wondered how you would react to his sudden problem. “He said not to move my wrist…” Whispering ever word quieter and quieter being scared of rejection “And…” his eyes looked into yours “Please don’t make me say it Y/n.” “So you want me to what? Jerk you off?” “Not if you don’t want to.” he mumbled faster than normal, placing your hand onto his thigh traveling closer and closer to his zipper in the process. “I want to, don’t worry.”

His eyes left your since he felt overwhelmed by everything happening around him, your other hand traveled to his chin making his eyes meet your “Look at me when i touch you, baby.” you even felt weird as how you usually are submissive yet this dominance took over your body. Hands worked their way towards his zipper as his eyes followed your direction, with every movement you made he looked that way. He was easily able to follow your directions.

His hands went on top of yours as he followed the movements with you, taking his hard cock out of his pants he winced from the sudden temperature change. ‘Thank you’s fell from his lips as your fingers ran along the sides of his cock, you never saw this side of Heeseung and wanted to see how his dominant side would easily have you at his feet yet you were certain that this moment with him more than likely would never happen again.

You had to make this moment last.

His shaking hands moved their way up to your breast as he fondled them whine you started to collect the precum from his tip and move it to the base of his cock acting as lubricant, bringing your hand up to your mouth you gathered spit on your palm proceeding to place your wet hand back on his cock. His moans ran throughout the entire room, you wouldn’t be surprised if the members hadn’t heard anything yet.

“Please do something.” He whined as his grasp on your tit tightened, wrapping your hand around the base you slowly started to move it up and down causing his lips to break apart from each other allowing tiny noises to slip through. Continuing your motions you felt every inch of his cock, feeling every vein that was clearly displayed.

You studied his cock. The way it would twitch from moving your hands certain ways, the way his tip would turn bright red due to his desperation to be touched, as well as the way his cock had an impact on his body.

Throwing his head back he let go of your breast and started to grip the sheets below him as your movements started to get more frequent, as you moved your hand fast on his aching cock he could not keep his noises to himself. You never knew he could be this loud, yet he surprises you every day.

With every stroke of his cock the more precum would start to leak from his tip causing a pool of precum to drip down his cock and onto his pelvis, “So cl-ose Y/n.” he stuttered out nervously. “Than cum handsome, i’m not gonna hold you back.” His hands were frantically moving around trying to find anything to keep him from making noises, hips started to thrust up into your fist mad he finally started to reach his long and awaited release.

“Oh… Fuck.” Curse words rolled off of his tongue due to the pleasure running through his body as squirts of cum started to land on his abs, his breathing started to turn from heavy to light as he finally started to relax his body. “Thank you Y/n, really. I can’t describe how thankful i am.” Looking into his shiny eyes “Dint mention it.” letting go of his cock he let out a soft moan as you let him finish putting himself back into his pants, standing up and walking to his bedroom door “Don’t be afraid to ask me for help again.” you commented as you did not wait for his response, leaving the room in a hurry. You wish he would take you up on the offer soon.

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[waevrs]

ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ

Pairings: ShieldAgent! Natasha x ShieldAgent!Fem! Reader

Summary: Part two of compromised. Y/N recovers quickly from her injuries but she finds out something about Natasha that could put their relationship at risk. What will happen?

Warnings: Mention of abuse, Injury mention.

Parts: 1 // 2 // 3

My eyes opened and slowly adjusted to the sudden light and the plain walls of the med-bay.

Not dead yet.

I groaned and sit up as someone burst into the room.

"Oh, thank god! I-We thought we lost you." Tony panted and embraced me in a hug. He had become like an older brother to me during my time here.

"Not to rain on your parade or anything but," he pulled away abruptly "Fury said you're off of missions indefinitely."

"What?!" I yelled, despite waking up for the first time in who-knows-how-long.

"He said that you're too reckless and you're always getting hurt so having you on the field is a liability." He revealed, scratching the back of his head.

"What the fuck?!" I growled, throwing my head back into the pillows.

"Hey, I'm only the messenger." He raised his hands in surrender. Just then, Bruce walked in with his clipboard and asked Tony to leave. I jolted up in the bed and swung my legs off of the side.

"I see the way you look at Romanoff." He mouthed to me. I flipped him off and he winked before strutting out of the door.

"Are you alright? No pain or discomfort?" Bruce asked. I shook my head no. I wanted nothing more than the comfort of my warm bed.

"Really?" He asked, unusually shocked.

"Yeah, why?" I chuckled, taking a sip of the water that was on the table next to me.

"You were out for 4 weeks."

"WHAT?!" I spat out the water that was in my mouth. Bruce passed me a napkin and I wiped myself down.

"And during that period I noticed something...off about you." He announced. I look at him confused and he continues.

"Your body seems to have double the amount of cells a normal human has...Maybe that explains why you don't feel your injuries." He started to ramble. Before I can say anything he interjected.

"Do you mind if I do some tests?"

"Uh...Sure." I muttered, unsure as to why he still wanted to test me after finding that out.

In about an hour or so, Bruce wrapped up all the tests he wanted to do on me and was taking them down to the lab, leaving me to drown in my loneliness.

"Hey Bruce, where's Nat?" I asked him before he left.

"Uhm..." He stuttered, surprised by the sudden topic of Natasha "She's on a mission."

"Oh, thank you."

He sent me a small smile and walked out of the room. I sighed and decided to ask JARVIS where exactly she was, seeing as she was injured she shouldn't be allowed to go on another mission.

"Hey JARVIS? Can you find Natasha for me?" I spoke into the air.

"Miss Romanoff seems to be on a stakeout mission with her boyfriend." The A.I replied.

"Would you like me to let her know that you're awake?"

"Uh, yeah. Sure." I murmured.

Boyfriend? How come I didn't know about her boyfriend? I guessed Tony didn't know either or he wouldn't of said, well mouthed, what he did earlier. There was a stabbing pain in my heart and I hated it. I was actually very much in pain from my injuries so this new pain in my heart made it ten times more unbearable.

"JARVIS, one more thing. Call Tony."

"On it Miss L/N."

"What's up pipsqueak?" I heard Tony's voice echo in the room that I was in. I heard things clanging in the background so I guessed he was in the workshop.

"Did you know about Natasha's boyfriend?" I whispered. It was quite embarrassing that I was asking.

"No, I just found out. Why? Are you jealous?" He pouted teasingly.

"I-No. Did she say anything about me? You know, when I was out?" I asked and tried to hide the smile that threatened to break onto my face.

"Aww is little Y/N is love?" He continued to tease.

"Tony." I deadpanned as a warning.

"Yeah, yeah fine. No actually. She hasn't spoken to anyone but her boyfriend and spent the last 3 and a half weeks locked in her room, a little like you really." He told me, occasionally grunting due to working on something.

"Oh..."

"Personally, I think you should just ask her out." He added and although I can't see his smug face, I can tell he was smirking.

"Riiight. Because you're suddenly the connoisseur of love." I rolled my eyes, sarcasm lacing my voice.

"So you are in love with her!"

"Tony! I am not!"

"You totally are! I can hear the giddiness in your voice!"

"Ugh fine! I am in love with her! Okay?" I gave in and announced. I was a little shocked I came out to him like that. I always pictured it over a fancy dinner or something.

"Wait...you are? I-I was kidding." Tony sounded, utterly confused. He was probably scratching the back of his head, something he did on the rare occasion that he got confused.

"Yes. I like her, a lot." I sighed and retreated to my pillows, stuffing my head in them.

"I don't know what advice to give to you, pipsqueak." He muttered under his breath.

"Don't say anything, I'm coming to you." I decided, pushing myself off of the bed and hobbling towards the door, clutching the stitches on my abdomen. How I got that wound? I have no clue.

"No! Wait! You can't get up-"

"JARVIS, hang up the call."

I sighed and limped my way down to the workshop. Pushing open the door, I said something before he did.

"I know, she's in a relationship and I should of told her before but I don't think she's gay, Tony."

"Ohhh she's gay alright." Tony chuckled.

"No, she told me- How are you so sure?" I asked and took a seat beside him while he was working on a suit.

"Trust me. I have good gaydar." He assured smugly.

"Tony. You have to be gay to have gaydar. You're a straight man in a straight- wait..." I began.

"..."

I looked up at him in shock.

"TONY! WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME?!" I half-yelled, jumping up and down like a little kid.

"I wasn't because I'm with Pep." He mumbled shyly, which shocked me because this was very unlike him.

We talked about how we found out we were gay, well bi in his case, and people we thought were definitely closeted. He brought up Natasha and I immediately brushed that off and told him all the times I've flirted and she completely freaked out.

"Definitely closeted." He nodded.

"Tony." I looked at him disappointed. Why does he think that?

"I'm just saying!" He defended "Maybe she freaked out on you because she realised she has those feelings for you and she doesn't know how to deal with them."

I hummed to let him know that I was listening and he continued.

"It happens to the best of us. Maybe she thinks that the team won't accept her."

"So that explains why every time I flirted with her she went and slept with any random man in the same night." I huffed sarcastically and raised my eyebrows.

"Yeah, actually. She could be trying to block out the things she feels for you because she's scared what the others will think." He suggested, finishing up what he was working on.

"The big bad Black Widow? Afraid what other people think of her? Bullshit." I scoffed. I couldn't believe what Tony was trying to say.

"She may seem like a heartless bitch, but honestly she's a big softie." He laughed and I couldn't help the smile that broke onto my face.

"Aww you're smiling." Tony teased me for like the fifth time that day.

"Shut up." I pouted and hit his shoulder playfully.

A comfortable silence set between us. Well, silence apart from Tony's AC/DC music playing in the background while he worked. I sat in the chair swinging my legs until he handed me two bracelets, one that lets me bring up JARVIS' database to help me with cases, and another one that allowed me to equip my new suit with the press of the button on the bracelet.

"Woah, thanks Tony. I don't know what to say." I thanked him and gave him a hug.

"Thank me when you and Romanoff are together." He winked at me and went back to working on something. That man was always working.

"I'll see you later Tony." I smiled and hobbled my way out of the workshop and back to where I was supposed to be, the med-bay. I turned the corner and continued on my way.

"Babe. I told you I'm fine. I dealt with them, didn't I."

My head shot up when I heard her voice. She was battered and bruised and obviously hurting but she was being as stubborn as always. My eyes then travelled to the man who stood next to her.

And I froze.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Natasha was with him of all people.

All the memories came flooding back, what he'd do to me if he didn't like what I said.

I never would have thought that I would end up dating him. It began with passion and excitement, just like any other romantic relationship. The relationship, however, developed down a dark and sinister path that I could not have anticipated.

At first, he was kind and considerate, admiring and flattering me. But he quickly began to show his true colours. He became obsessive and domineering, insisting on knowing every detail of my existence. He shut me off from my friends and family, making me feel like he was the only person I had left. He slowly destroyed my confidence by criticising my accomplishments and making me doubt my worth.

The emotional abuse was relentless. He manipulated my emotions, making me feel guilty for his own shortcomings and failures. His words cut like knives, leaving me feeling small and powerless. I became trapped in a cycle of fear, always walking on eggshells, afraid of setting him off.

As the relationship progressed, the abuse escalated to physical violence. His anger would explode without warning, and I would bear the brunt of his rage. The bruises and scars I carried became a painful reminder of the pain he inflicted upon me. I lived in constant fear, never knowing when the next outburst would occur.

Leaving him was one of the most difficult decisions I've ever made. The process of breaking free from his control was filled with obstacles and challenges. Even after we ended the relationship, he continued to harass and stalk me, invading my privacy and making me feel unsafe.

Rebuilding my life after such a traumatic experience has been a long and arduous journey. I've sought therapy and support to heal the emotional wounds and regain my sense of self-worth. It has taken time to learn to trust again, to believe that I deserve love and respect.

I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Natasha was dating...

My psycho, abusive ex.

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[dyaz-stories]

you took the words right out of my mouth || Kim Yeong-Hu x Reader

word count: 1k

warnings & tags: mostly sweet and fluffy, implied sex but nothing explicit, just harmless flirtation

A/N: For @neohumanmonster's Born in Blood prompt! I don't know if I'll post the other prompts right away because I don't want to burn myself out, so I hope you'll enjoy that one in the meantime!

“You do realize that there are two doctors in here, right?” you ask as you enter the room, not bothering to greet the man sitting on the examination table.

Sergeant Kim Young Hu’s eyes follow you as you walk to the sink to wash your hands. Around his bicep, a makeshift bandage seeped with red. By the looks of it, it isn’t the worst state you’ve seen him in.

“I’m not letting that lunatic touch me,” he answers, his voice calm, as it usually is, and you roll your eyes.

You’d be lying if you said you were a fan of Dr. Lim. You already had your issues with the man when you both worked for the government, before this all started. Once the Outbreak had begun, it had taken you forty-eight hours as his assistant before you had requested to start working out in the field. You’re well-aware of his shortcomings.

Unfortunately, and it stings to admit it, he’s one of the most competent doctors you’ve ever met. He’d be more than able to take care of the Sergeant.

“You do realize I have other things to do, right?”

“And I am deeply sorry to have taken you away from your fifth grade biology lessons.”

…Okay, he has a point. Finally done with your thorough handwashing — it’s not nearly as sanitizing as you’d like it to be, but it’s not like there’s a lot more you can do —, you come to stand in front of him.

“Does it hurt a lot?” you ask as you start undoing the bandage. At least working with the military means that the men all know what they’re doing in terms of first-aid.

“Could be worse. I think I just need stitches.”

You’d trust him, if it wasn’t for the fact that you’ve heard him say that about injuries that could have been fatal, had you not been there. In this case, though, you’re relieved to see it does look mostly fine. Whatever attacked him slashed through him, deep enough to be concerning but without actually damaging the muscle or hitting an important artery.

“What happened here?”

“One of the guys tried to take something from a monster,” the Sergeant Kim replies flatly. “I intervened.”

“Oh, it’s good it didn’t turn out worse, then?”

“Not really,” he says with a shrug. “The monster wasn’t violent until disturbed. This could have easily been avoided.”

“Sounds like your boys need a stern talking-to.”

While talking, you go fetch what you need. At least you’ve got everything required for something like stitching someone up, which you can’t say about most other ailments.

“I’ll handle that,” the Sergeant answers from behind you, and you smile. He exudes this quiet strength that you cannot help but be impressed by. His men would follow him to the end of the world and back, if he asked, and you can see why.

“Alright, well, you know the drill,” you tell him, coming back in front of him. “Think you’ll be okay?”

It’s silly to ask, with how often you’ve had to patch him or his men up. You’re well aware of his resistance to pain. Nonetheless, your training requires you ask, even if it’s no surprise when he nods in answer.

“Just go for it.”

You make quick and easy work of the wound. You focus on being fast and efficient rather than on lessening the pain, which you know is for the best with him. It’s not long before you’re setting your tools back down, done with your work. There are a few seconds during which the Sergeant takes the time to relax his jaw, to breathe in a couple of times, and then he nods at you.

“All done?” he asks.

“You’ll need to come back here so I can check on it,” you say. “And try not to put any strain yourself with that arm for a couple days, alright?”

He nods, but you don’t put much faith in that. As a soldier, you’d think he’d be good at following orders and, to be fair, you’ve heard he did an outstanding job most of the time. Unfortunately, your recommendations seemed to fall into deaf ears more often than not.

“Is that all?”

“Sure,” you say, even if his nonchalance exhausts you. “Hope I don’t see you here again for a good while.”

This, at least, brings a smile to his lips, and you try your best to suppress your shiver. He gets up from the table, and stands up, just inches from you. He’s so close, his torso almost brushes against your chest.

“Is that so, Doc?”

Damn that man.

“You know, if you keep this up, I’ll end up thinking you’re landing yourself in here on purpose,” you say.

The smile turns more amused.

“I would never endanger myself on purpose,” he tells you with disarming honesty. “But I’d be lying if I said I minded this kind of flesh wounds all that much these days.”

And before you can tell him just what you think of that, of course, he leans in to capture your lips. It’s not the first time. It doesn’t look like it will be the last time. And you’re in one of the very few rooms in the stadium that can actually lock.

Fuck it, you decide, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you. It doesn’t matter why the two of you play that game together, the people you shared a past with and that are long gone, the fact that this relationship was built on blood. What matters is that in his arms, for however long you get to have him, you forget that the world is doomed.

If him coming back for more over and over again is any indication, so does he.

hope you liked this, it's a little sillier than what i've written for the fandom so far, so that was fun to play with. i don't know if i'll write for other soldiers because most of them... didn't leave me much of an impression as far as their personality goes, but i tried something for sergeant kim ^-^ please consider leaving a comment or reblogging if you're enjoying my writing, interactions are what keep me motivated to write for a fandom!

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[ioniansunsets]

Hi! Recently found you, and i LOVE your writing and ideas! Their very tasty, like high-quality chocolate &/or caramel!

I offer (potentially angsty) scenario(you don't have to do) with heartsteel kayn & Idol or k/da!Reader?

What if a stage malfunction happened during readers' (or kayns) show?? (Or a sabotage from a fan? Perhaps?)

(Bonus: & What if... reader or kayn got hurt?) Thank you if you choose to do this ask🩷 (Sorry ahhh-- this is my first time sending an ask)

✖ Heartsteel!Kayn x KDA!Reader Where Reader Gets Injured✖

✖ Word Count: 1.4k

✖ Tags: Established R/S, Mild Injury, Ends with Comfort, IDK if I'd even tag this as Angsty (maybe a tinge)

✖ A/N: I think its cute how Ahri, Akali, Evelyn and Kai’sa all technically can dash towards you with their actual in game skills LMFAO so cute...these girls would do anything to protect you. I think it’s very cute when a lover goes batshit insane with worry for you. Have mercy too, I’ve never been hospitalized, only visited people LMAO

Also thank you for asking this! I am so happy that you love my thoughts and words >&lt;

✖ Wrote This Listening To: Drugs and Candy

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There were always toxic fans. You knew that, and Kayn of course knew his fanbase were sometimes as batshit insane as him. But the past few weeks were great! Social media was abuzz with positive comments about you two, fans congratulated you at fanmeets praising how cute you looked with Kayn.

Everything pointed towards how the fanbase took the official announcement of you two dating well but of course, you know delusional, parasocial fans existed too.

What you don’t know, was how they got past security.

You don’t know how they sneaked past all the checks and stage tests.

Maybe it was on you, maybe you were training too hard and were too tired to notice.

Maybe the high of performing live on stage and all the bits and bops of things to do left it so you didn’t notice the creak of the bright lights above you. The lights in the same pink purple hues of Kayn’s hair. The last thing you remember was the crackle of lights, the screams of your fans, and all your band mates in a blur dashing towards you.

-

It was arguably just as bad for Kayn.

Sure he wasn’t there, he wasn’t injured, he wasn’t the target of the attack nor was he the one in the hospital but there was nothing worse than hearing that you were still out cold, uncertain of how hurt you actually were.

There was nothing worse really, seeing the clips circulating online of what happened being reposted by all sorts of accounts. The blood that flowed from you onto the stage, oh god he didn’t even know humans could bleed this much.

There was nothing worse than knowing that he was stuck on tour and couldn’t be by your side.

There was nothing worse than not being able to call you and check on you because according to Akali you were STILL in the ER right now, you’re still unconscious and the doctors have no updates. How! It has been at least 4 hours since your opening act. Since the incident.

There was nothing worse, than fighting with his bandmates and managers, begging to go back to be by your side, and only after Alune stood up for him saying how “ The Heartbeats would understand why Kayn was missing. Let him go or he would just sneak off at night and do it anyway.” That management allowed them to postpone their weekend show so he could book a midnight flight to you.

There was nothing worse, than sitting alone in the private airport lounge, checking socials for updates and finding out HIS fan was the one that was caught on CCTV being the perpetrator, the one that did this to you, the love of his life. They even wore a jacket with Rhaast’s icon sewn onto the back, almost mocking him. Sure you were the one physically hurt, but the way his emotions were all over the place, the way his heart refused to calm down, the way he haven’t felt so much like throwing up since he left his old band. He hated this.

Hands tightening around his already cracked phone, the only reason he hasn’t angrily thrown it against the wall was because Akali messaged him telling Kayn how you were stable now, you lived fine, you were still sleeping but you were out of surgery at least. He swallows hard, quickly picking up his small luggage as he runs over to the gate to board his plane. Kayn breathes heavy, only thoughts about being by your side when you wake up keep him walking and keep the absolute rage and chaos Rhaast has at bay. The flight couldn’t be any longer to him.

-

He ran, the second the Taxi dropped him off at the hospital he phased through walls and booked it straight up to your room, leaving Akali to sigh as she signs him in. The way his hands shook as he slowly opened the door to your ward. Feeling like it was somehow rude to phase through this one way although one, you were still unconscious and two he already violated the privacy of half the hospital.

“ My little demon…This is all my fault.”

Kayn slowly walked to your side after he steps in, watching and noting how you had your eye patched up, how bandages trailed down your body, how pale your skin was. He was going to throw up again, seeing you this way. Ahri who was in the room watching over you let him know you could still see of course, and nothing plastic surgery can’t fix about the scars. You would be fine after a week or two of rest. The shards of glass from the strobe lights missed all the important bits, only scratching up your brow, cheek and collar. Ahri offers Kayn a small sad smile before leaving to give him time with you. The other girls in K/DA has some cuts and bruises saving your from the falling light but otherwise were fine.

It was another hour of your steady breathing and the beeping of machines around him. To Kayn, it felt like hours. Inconsolable hours where his thoughts went wild. Rhaast kept at bay from trashing the place solely from how weak and shaky your breathing was. So when the beeping finally started to pick up Kayn was standing up, hand holding yours, calling out to you frantic and concerned as you slowly blinked and opened your eyes.

“ Oh my god you’re finally awake baby.”

You watched your boyfriend cry, silent tears falling as he spoke over and over about how he should have curated his audience more, warned them to not pull shit like this to you. Anger about how could his “obsessive fans” not know that hurting you would hurt him just as much. Frustration about not being in the audience this time to save you. Sorrow about seeing how much pain you were in right now because of him. Anger once again from Rhaast this time about how incompetent your security was for letting a mistake like this go unnoticed and finally…overwhelming relief that you were ultimately ok. It was new, seeing him so scared, so worried, no doubt all of these emotions were because of just how much Kayn loved you but still, you felt bad making him worry so much. Finally he updates you, telling you about what happened, how you would be ok, he would make sure of it.

“ I…I’m sorry you had to go through this because of me. If you want to leave me because of my fans I will totally understand.”

You watched his voice crack as his hand grasps yours tighter. Your lover’s brows furrowed as he thinks hard. Biting his lip so hard you could almost see it bleed.

“ No Kayn! I would never! It’s not your fault. None of it was your fault, my own crazy fans could have done this to me too y’know. Plus if I breakup with you, they totally won.”

You reply, throat a little dry from not speaking so long but you had to tell him. No way you’re letting some insane fan ruin your performance, your day and your relationship. You watch him finally smile a little as you speak, the corners of his lips barely curving, tears stopping at your frantic attempts to make sure he knows just how much you love him back. No way in hell or heaven would you give up what you have with him because of some lunatic. Especially after seeing just how much he loved you, flying here for you? Putting his work behind for You? How could you let this man go.

“ Hey, at least we can get matching eyepatches now?”

At your comment, he lets out an exasperated laugh.

" I’m sorry, I should be the one making you feel better not the other way around. Here.”

You watch as Kayn slips a finger under his eyepatch, pulling it off carefully before bending down to give your bandaged side a small kiss. Hands uncharacteristically gentle as they worked their way around your hair and all the gauze to put his eyepatch on you. Giving you another quick kiss on your lips before pulling away.

" Looking good darling."

" Only because you style me so well!"

Yeah, it will be ok, the two of you were motivated, hardworking idols, a setback like this meant nothing. As he smiles again at you, the signature cheeky, prideful smile you’ve come to love from him. Your heart flutters. Yeah, something like this won’t stop you from loving him.

#I THINK THIS WENT OK #I love kayn........i dreamt of heartsteel kayn last night so here we go more kayn x reader #SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE A MONTH Oh my god im so sorry #I HOPE ITS WORTH THE WAIT........ #Kayn League of Legends #Heartsteel!Kayn x Reader #Shieda Kayn #Kayn League #Heartsteel Kayn #Anon Answer #Heartsteel!Kayn #Kayn x Reader #Kayn LoL #KaynLeague #K/DA Reader #SCENARIO

[saltymongoose]

With the nose asks I'm surprised no ones brought up nose bleeds. I get them pretty often so I can imagine the first time any grunt sees the Player just randomly throw their head back as they ask for a napkin Probably doesn't matter how severe it is they're gonna freak out. Doc (and or Jeb and Hof depending on where Player is) completely losing it on the inside as it seems to be bleeding from the inside, and then mid way through mentally preparing himself for surgery or something Player's like "yeah it happens when the airs dry" or "Oh I broke my nose one time and now it just happens occasionally."

I love it - yet another distinctly human phenomenon to throw the grunts into absolute pandemonium lmao.

Any injury that the Player gets becomes the top concern of whoever they're with, and random, causeless ones are the most panic-inducing of them. At least if you trip or get hit by a spray of debris, your grunts can properly assess the situation and use their background knowledge to help you. But if you get a nosebleed, it essentially concerns a body part of yours that they know very little about sustaining a wound that has zero obvious cause to exist.

It's not like you got hit there or anything, which then leads your grunts to fear that you've got internal bleeding or perhaps a bad head injury that's only making itself known now. You know, otherwise lethal things.

Even the most intelligent of grunts (i.e. Christoff and Hofnarr, perhaps even 2BDamned) are stumped on what to do, which of course just pushes them further into a panicked spiral. They're rushing to get medical supplies for you, pushing you to tell them all about your wound while subtly nudging you to lie down on whatever flat surface is closest so they can examine you, and even preparing mentally for surgery on the most important person in their life. You're sitting there with a tissue to your nose and a mostly nonchalant expression while they're trying to come to terms with taking your life in their hands to do urgent brain surgery.

The funny thing is that they're so worried it causes you to be more concerned over them than your own nosebleed. You don't want them to get a heart attack, so you gently try to reassure them that you're okay while trying to stop your blood from dirtying your shirt too badly.

Since we're on the topic of them, I also think that these three grunts in particular are probably the easiest to calm down (at least outwardly) with your explanation of what a common nosebleed is. Their panic comes from it being you who's bleeding combined with their lack of knowledge over what's happening to you. And also what they should do to help treat you, which is actually nothing because you have it handled - but you know they're not going to be content with that, so you may as well assign them to be your "nurses" during this whole mishap. If not only for their peace of mind.

As for the other grunts, their distress is far worse by comparison, because 9/10 times they don't even have any background with medical things at all - nor have most of them had in-depth discussions about your anatomy like Doc. And given how much blood can pour out of your nose when it happens, you're going to have to try a bit harder than you'd like to convince them that no, you're not dying, this is just sort of normal for you. (Cue them freaking out again because wtf, bleeding like this is a usual thing for you? Why??)

Even after your nosebleed passes, your grunts are going to be far more cautious and protective around you than they usually are (which is saying something). They wouldn't want to risk you being hurt again after such a recent injury, especially after losing all of that blood.

#(No one tell them about spontaneous human combustion 😬) #tw: yandere #ask #chat tag #distressedwalnut #mutuals ✨ #samau #self aware m:pn au #other's art #really about time for this one isn't it

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 757: A small tremor

Pag 1

2: Raging waves!!

3: Swirling ocean currents!!

Pag 2

1: Danchiku!!

2: We're now in the land of the decisive battle, Kyushu!! In Shimonoseki!!

Calm down, Issa, this is Moji. Shimonoseki is on the opposite shore, it's in Yamaguchi Prefecture

3: 1000 years ago, the final battle between Genji and Heike happened here

Pag 3

2: You know that because we did it recently in Japanese History? So you were awake....

3: The master fencer Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kotaro had their duel in the close Ganryu Island!!

Ah... almost, but not really. It's Sasaki Kojiro; Kotaro is a friend of yours

5: Here!!

6: Here it's the starting point of the Inter High!!

8: Us!!

Pag 4

1: Let's become the best in Japan

Danchiku!!

Pag 5

2: Uh......!!

I came here just to chaperone you.... and I was wondering what you were you even talking about until now....

3: But this guy's simple words and feelings-

(Let's go see the sea, Danchiku! It's the sea!

Let's go renew our determination!!)

4: -can always shake my heart!!

Yeah, Issa!!

Pag 6

1: The towel is cast!!*

2: It's “the die is cast”!!*

Die is dice and it means “it's already started so you have to move forward”!! To “throw the towel” means to “give up”!!

(*NdT.: here Issa uses two very similar words: he says “saji” while it's actually “sai”)

3: Ahhh, dammit, I'm really so fired up!!

4: Let's go show this excitement to him!!

Him!?

To Doubashi!! Hahaha

Hm... wait, you want to go to Hakogaku's tent!? You want to march inside? Stop, Issa!!

Pag 7

3: We're here

4: Why are you here- during Doubashi-san's massage

See, look, Issa

Sohoku second years!? Don't come into the enemy's tent without even a greeting!

Doesn't matter

5: Let them through

Pag 8

1: It's been a while. I'm so worked up now, Doubashi!!

“san”, na!!

2: He's huge.....!! Hakogaku's third year, Doubashi Masakiyo!!

He sitting down, and yet he looks like Issa that's standing up!!

3: Is it your ring name!? Sanna Doubashi!?

I told you to use the honorific “san, idiot!! Buah!!

4: Was he this huge last year!? ….. no

He got even bigger during this past year!!

5: There are so many injuries in his knees

6: And even on his elbows there are traces of fights...!!

Pag 9

1: I came to tell you how much stronger I got in this past year

Oi, stop, if you say something like this now, you'll definitely regret it later

Nah, I'll say it

3: There's another person

4: Ah....

5: Is he also..... a regular?

6: Ah, Yes, I'm Sohoku's... second year...

Hahaha I'll introduce you!!

7: Is he your partner, Orange?

Hahaha, that's right!!

8: Our team's name is SS!! His name is Danchiku!!

I'm telling you this for your own good

9: Stop

Pag 10

1: This guy's a “chicken*”

(*NdT.: here the literal translation of the kanji used is "weak-hearted", while the reading says "chicken")

Pag 11

2: He'll run away right away

3: Buah!!

4: Road racing half a mental sport!! The distance is long and there'll be a lot of difficult moments. I don't know what kind of runner this guy is, but he's mentally weak and he'll be crushed by the pressure, especially at the Inter High!!

5: He got my weak point with one shot....!!

6: Nah, Orange!! Let's have a serious race, the two of us

Ah!?

And bring a better guy than this!! Ah!?

7: This one's no good, he can't run!!

That's what the sensor in my polished body are telling me

8: Doesn't Sohoku have a reserve!? You should.....

Pag 12

1: Replace him right now

4: Yuuto lost to a guy like this?

Ah!?

Well, I guess you had quite an advantage since it was a rcae in your hometown

Danchiku won!!

5: Would it be better if I was replaced...? No

He's not a bad guy, but.... sometimes he says bad stuff. Last year, too-

6: No, that's not true!!

What am I saying!! I'll run!! I'll be the one running!!

Pag 13

1: In the Inter High!! Together with Issa!!

2: Ehi, welcome back. Did you have fun on your walk?

… yeah

I've done the oiling and the gear check

Did you see the sea?

It was fired up!!

3: Fired up?

The sea was fired up!!

4: “My heart is small”

“Yours is much bigger”

5: Sugimoto-san.....

Once you get dressed could you try ride it?

Pag 14

1: Uhm, Sugimoto-san

3: Hm?

4: Hy.... hypothetically

5: If right now

6: I said I couldn't run, what would you do?

Pag 15

4: Since the day I was chosen as a reserve

5: I haven't taken even one day off practice

7: The members may seem to be in perfect condition, but they could accidentally fall and get injured, or get ill

Be ready to run the moment you know someone can't run, that's what a reserve is

I

8: I spent my time wishing that all my efforts would be in vain

Pag 16

1: I would run for all three days!!

Now I'll put this toolbox down, put on the my cleats and prepare my own bike!!

Can be done in fifteen minutes!!

Pag 17

2: Be prepared!!

4: I-I'm sorry!!

I'm sorry for saying stupid things

5: In road racing a reserve can only be subbed in until the start of the first day

The rules say that you can't change during the race

6: Is that so!?

You didn't know that!?

7: Once the race starts, if someone can't run, he can't be substituted

He retires and the number of people in the tea decreases... that's road racing

8: If your condition isn't good, tell us now

It's more advantageous is all six people run

9: It's alright, if you made that decision

Pag 18

1: No one will blame you

Pag 19

1: This trial run on the course is terrific, Danchiku

The sea is in full view!!

2: That tanker is huugee!!

“No one will blame you”

3: Don't hang your head, don't look down

What a I thinking!!

Raise your head!!

4: Issa is here

5: The Inter High I've longed for

6: “Stop”

“Chicken”

7: The die is cast!!

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowamushi pedal manga #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 757 #first chapter of the year!! happu new year my lovely people!! #and what a nice nice chapter!! #I like that the issue with danchiku isnt completely solved yet tbh bc self confidence isnt something that you can just suddenly get #so it makes sense that hes not so sure of himself #btw kabu is as always our silly annoying little bean and i love him #his face in page 7 assdfsadf if he came to me like that i'll simply punch him okay lmao #also i LOVE the difference between doubashi here looking all scary and cool and powerful #and then the doubashi seen in hakogaku's pov #who is basically manami's mum lmao he looks after him get annoyed at him and all that #and takes care of the team very well #say what you want but doubashi is the mum friend okay #and i also love how Kabu now likes him so much that he didnt even get mad when he offended his best friend #he just accepted it and then told danchiku 'nah hes not a bad guy' #sugimoto best boy ;-; i really love his relationship with danchiku #AND!! I OBV LEFT THE BEST FOR LAST!! AOYAGIIIIIIII #FINALLY HES BAAAAACK i cant wait to see him with kabu!!! ashdfasdf

[stararch4ngelqueen]

A Helping Hand (18+)

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick x F!reader

Warning: Smut. Fluff and smut. Shower sex, unprotected sex. Light foot injury. Use of pet name Bunny. Word count 2.8K

Summary: Kyle was the first friend you made, and still remained your closest friend to this day. You believed nothing could ever change that, no matter how many times you both found yourselves crossing barriers friends shouldn't cross. Maybe their was always something more hidden underneath the flirty jokes, especially after a single ‘incident' a week prior.

Thanks so much to @mutuallimbenclosure for helping me recover this!! As well as @glitterypirateduck 💕

And also @baufraus just cause 😅

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"How're you feeling?" Kyle asks once he enters the rec room, seeing you lounging on the old, dark brown corduroy couch, a bland navy colored book in hand.

"Bored, bored and bored." You replied, closing the book after failing to register reading a sentence of the page you've been stuck on. Nothing else was really new for the past week.

Being stuck on base for your "minor" leg injury was the most ridiculous thing you've ever had to deal with during your time in the military.

It wasn't like you couldn't walk, but you were prevented from attending missions for a reasonably fair while.

"Brought you something to cheer you up, love." He extends his hand, offering you small wrapped bundles of pineapple candy.

"What kind is it?'

"Same flavor of sweet I offered you the first week you arrived here. Remember?"

Of course you remembered the first day you arrived, especially recalling the kindness Kyle Garrick offered you to feel comfortable in your new setting. That very day you learned that pineapple was his favorite flavor of candy, to which you made it a priority on a good behalf to always share that flavor with him when you had access.

"Aww, thanks." You smiled, moving aside to give him some space to sit. Taking a candy for yourself, you tossed your book to the table ahead of you, lounging back onto the couch, being mindful of your wounded leg as he stepped by.

You've been tackling that novel for three hours now, not that big of a story." He sat back on the couch, resting his arm back over the top of the cushions behind your shoulders. "Must be very interesting, yeah?"

"It's dreadful," you sigh, popping the candy into your mouth. Despite the captain's orders, as much as it warmed your heart that Price cared, you downright found it annoying just how much he did, preventing you from going out and doing what you actually signed up for.

"Oh believe me, must be tough going from a bloody fine sniper to simple couch bunny." Kyle commented, gazing on ahead after using his teeth to yank the candy from the wrapper into his mouth, chewing down after a few seconds.

Smiling at his comment, you get a little more comfortable, sinking further back against the cushions, aware of his sleeved forearm slowly settling along the back of your neck.

"Couch bunny? What happened to potato, huh?"

"Eh," he shrugged, "You don't look worthy of being called a spud. Too simple."

"Too simple??" You huffed in utter amusement. "You could do a million things with a potato."

"Yeah," Kyle smirked. "But they aren't as cute as you are Just trving to be honest here."

What a flirt he was.

"Calling me a bunny is just ironic, telling how I'm supposedly too injured to run out into the field." You rolled your eyes, chastising again at the fact that a sprained ankle was considered more than enough to hold you back from doing your job.

"Whatever you say, bunny." Gaz snarkly mutters, growing amused at your annoyance.

Instead of irritated by any means, you could only get yourself to smile bigger at his relentless teasing.

Is he in love with me?

You can't help but question this silly, innocent little thought you had. A quiet one, one he didn't need to know of just yet.

Despite the countless times the both of you shared throughout your friendship, via amused, not-so-subtle glances and snarky jokes tilting on the border of friendly and flirtatious, ranging from silly at first towards downright mischievous.

The stares drew a little longer, the accidental touches roamed a second further, the brush of his hand along the back of your shoulder now left your skin tingling.

His new pet name for you did much more than make you blush, but thinking things such as these...

Not to mention what had happened in the armory between you both merely a week ago.

You would've brushed it off as merely all in your imagination, purely out of boredom, but it even occurred when you weren't injured, long before that even, when it was just the both of you in the privacy of your friendship. The word alone being the most polite one you could think of to describe whatever occurred between you both.

Not only that, Kyle played along so willingly, no risky comment bothering him in the slightest, yet always remaining so respectful on your behalf making you wonder if it truly was all in your head.

"Why're you being sweet on me lately, Kyle?" You curiously question, watching a small smile stretch across his face as he peered at you.

"Because you're my fellow comrade, fellow Sargeant, an' my friend. There's no harm in helping you out when you're hurt."

You giggled again, finding your cheeks tingle with a comforting warmth.

"Keep talking like that, my heart's gonna melt."

"As long as it's in my hands, believe you'll be alright."

You meet his gaze, utter surprise stretched across your features. As quickly as so, your brows softened the longer you looked into his eyes, adoring the beauty of their rich, natural brown color, marveling in the lost message he shared to you without saying a word of it.

He is in love with me.

You proceed to sit up, making Kyle's brows raise in surprise, concerned that his comment may have taken things a little too far. "You alright?"

"Yeah," you nod, wincing slightly as you move your leg. "Yeah, just need to get out of this room already."

"Need to be carried somewhere, bunny?" He questioned with a hint of a tease, watching you immediately look back to him, an unsuspecting glimmer in your eyes.

All the plethora of not so innocent teasing, the brush of his hands along your hips as he helped you to your room, your hands lingering too long along his broad chest and biceps, led up to you gently being supported against your bathroom door the second it shut behind you, looking Kyle in the eye as he supported you in his arms, becoming the wall of security you needed.

He admired your body as he helped you wash it, His eyes following the curve of your natural physique; your arms, your plump hips, the curves of your ass. He truly believed he could spend hours in this tiny shower just taking you all in, if it weren't for the battle of arousal the two of you were quickly losing.

You found Kyle still, somehow, managing to be a gentleman, helping you wash along your chest, sudsy calloused fingers halting before the valley of your breasts. He would keep mindful while roaming along your waist, though his eyes weren't so hidden in their longing glare, convincing his hands to settle along your hips, encouraging you to press yourself against the Sergeant.

He hesitated for a moment before hooking his arms under your knees, lifting you effortlessly into his arms.

He carefully balanced you, leaning you back slightly against the tiled wall for leverage.

You let your hand explore his chest, stroking the muscles that decorated his chest. Broad, toned and well sculpted like a greek god, glistening with warm water and residual steam.

You feel his abs brush against your stomach, your hands taking in every curve of muscle along his back, feeling yourself tingle in delight from running your fingertips along his exposed, hot skin.

Your mouths were merely inches away from each other by now, a loving warmth flushing your cheeks, sprinkling heat against his face in utter excitement and nerve wracking love budding like a rose between you both.

"You could have just told me if you wanted to take a shower with me, Kyle. You teased softly, watching him smile and keep his gaze on you alone.

"Trust me, this doesn't even scratch the list of things I wished to do with you, love." Your lips hovered just slightly over his as you spoke. You waited to hear him suck in a sharp breath as you finally kissed him, reveling in adoration from the familiarity of his lips from last time.

His cock, throbbing impatiently against your thigh, was difficult to wrap your hand around, you noted as your fingers dipped lower passed the V-Line of his pelvis.

Brushing against the flushed, weeping tip with your thumb, your fingers curling against the almost velvet-like skin, reveling in the obvious fact that he was hard.

Really hard.

"Christ's sake." He murmured, kissing down the side of your cheek softly as his arms resecured their hold on you. The underside of his cock stroked deliciously through your folds, rubbing directly against your clit once he guided you properly against him, creating an uneven, eager dance between you both, fueling the urge you so desperately wanted to satisfy.

You kept your arms secured tight around him whilst moaning your sighs of delight in his ear, the man refusing to even allow the soles of your quivering feet to touch the tile ground.

"Fuck, You like that, yeah?" His lips stuck to your neck, sucking marbled bruises into your skin. What do you want from me? Want me to take what's mine, love?"

Saying this, he bucked himself hard against your core, restraining a grunt against your skin as you whined.

You cling to the back of his head, tangling your fingers through his coarse, wet hair.

"All you gotta do is ask." He states before waiting for your answer, providing gentle reassurance, proving he wouldn't once judge you for saying otherwise.

"Please, You exhale breathlessly in between hushed breaths of air.

His hands slipped lower, squeezing handfuls of your ass in his palms.

"Please What?" He carefully asks.

"Please Kyle," you look at him with the sweetest of pleading eyes, speaking his name like the richest of honeys dripping from your tongue. "I need you."

You sounded absolutely gorgeous, his heart aching his chest with every beat, still in awe that this was happening.

"Are you sure?" He asked with caution in breaking this daydream as his forehead pressed to yours, water dripping off his chin down to your chest as you cradled his face in your palms.

"Kyle, please. I need you.”

You needed him. He couldn't count how many times he imagined you saying such simple words in his head, genuine with their grand meaning.

At this point, you weren't sure if Kyle was playing dumb on purpose just to get a rise out of you, or if he was relying on that genuine reassurance as the final push.

He gave a soft grin, stealing your lips in yet another sweet, passionate kiss while guiding the tip of his cock against your slit, having you both wince at the contact.

Your walls were soft, hot and slick from pure arousal and utter need, encouraging him to slip inside with such ease.

Severe chills shot down your spine, despite the temperature of the shower remaining the usual lukewarm. Your mouth remained open as you tilt your head back, forcing yourself to relax as he willfully slips inside.

He resecured his hold on you while his cock stretched you open, encouraging your walls to invite him in until he slowly, but almost bottomed out inside, remaining as still as he could, battling against his own patience to fuck you agsinst the tile walls until each piece shattered.

You rolled your hips the best you could in this position with a needy little whine. You drew his earlobe into your mouth, suckiling softly there before whispering for him to not hold back, to fuck you like he always wanted.

To take those fantasies of him claiming you in the unlikeliest of places, to pretend it was the two of you alone in the privacy of a hushed corner in the armory, to imagine that the simple, innocent kiss you both shared there continued further than that, revealing to him how you wished he fucked your sanity out against the very table you had leaned against, recalling how he cradled your chin with such a featherlight, caring touch before squeezing your throat as your nails scratched down his back, raw lust threatening to cloud your heads both then and there.

"Please." Came your soft, guttural plea. The cherry on top of the filthy, sugary sundae.

There was something about your tone of voice, or maybe it was just feeling your warmth throb around him that made him buck his hips into you with a low groan before proceeding at a frantic pace, the fat beads of water clinging to your skin bursting upon impact as skin hit harsh against skin, nails digging through muscle as your cries drew even louder.

You squealed in response, digging your nails into his back as your head settled back against the wall. It didn't take long for both of you to fall into a steamy, eager rhythm, the air between you quickly being filled with soft little pants and moans, greatly mixed with sharp, nasally grunts and muffled moans against your neck. You pressed your face against his shoulder in a vain attempt to quiet yourself, wrapping your legs around his waist to hold him as close as possible, feeling your own release approach quicker than you would've wanted.

You raked your nails down his back as his thrusts began to slow, making up for the pace via bucking into you harder, hearing the hitch in your whines as his cock hit against your 9-spot, quickly adjusting his grip on your hips so you wouldn't slip.

"That feel good, love?" He purrs against your neck, feeling you frantically nod.

"Yeah-fuck. Please, don't stop." You reply through quick speech slurred in between multiple whines, scratching down his back as he thrusted repeatedly inside you.

"God, you feel-" his deep tone cuts off with a sharp, throaty groan, "-So fucking good."

He grunts against your neck, his nails digging into your hips as he bucks deeper into you, encouraging you to break through your self inflicted chains of restraint to moan louder.

"Christ, once you're better, you're gonna be bouncing in my lap like a true little bunny, y hear me?" He grunts low in your ear while guiding your hips along, feeling you clench with his words. "You're gonna take my cock real nice and deep, like a good girl, an' you're not stoppin' till you're well fucked an' full."

Never in your life would you have expected such unique speech from a soft speaking, well-mannered man, but you absolutely adored it. Everyone had a different, hidden side to them, one that he gladly revealed now, one you'd revel in and sink your claws into for as long as possible.

Your fingers find hold of his dog tag chain, drops of water rippling off the steel as you give a light tug. This alluded him into kissing you once more, tasting the remnants of sweet pineapple on his tongue.

"You gonna do that for me?" His hand reaches up to hold your face, guiding you to look him in the eye via caressing your cheek, leaving you to admire his handsome face contorted in pleasure, dripping with residual water.

"You gonna become my little fuck bunny, love? My little doe-eyed sweetheart? Fuck- you gonna take my cum like a good girl, yeah?"

Frantically, you nod to every single word, your end teaching you faster with the mix of his words and change of pace.

To guide you further, his hand went lower once abandoning your cheek, giving your breast a delightful squeeze.

To guide you further, his hand went lower once abandoning your cheek, giving your breast a delightful squeeze before pressing his thumb against your clit, rubbing light circles to feel your hips buck against his.

It didn't matter if this went too fast, you both had each other now. The time for longer sessions would come later, but for now, Kyle had to see you come. He had to see how your brow furrowed as your orgasm rattled your body, to feel your back arch against his palm, to experience the impossible squeeze of your cunt gripping him for dear life, providing him a sensation he'd work tirelessly to feel again and again.

Seeing you now, your furrowed brow releasing as your lips parted to exhale the most beautiful cries he's ever witnessed, made him feel like the luckiest man in the world.

"Oh-Goddamnnit. Shit." Kyle grunted lowly, his voice cracking towards the end of his tone from the feeling of your walls squeezing his throbbing cock, groaning the moment rich spurts of his hot, white cum splattered across the insides of your soft, gushy pussy.

His head settled against yours, groaning richly through his nose as his orgasm washed over his shoulders, clutching you close as you rode through yours, clinging to him for that security you craved.

Not once did he drop you, or show any signs of loosening his grip. Even in the love sick, honey sweet haze that fogged both your minds, he was sane enough to not set you down, not wishing to risk harm to your injury any further.

#kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz smut #Gaz smut #gaz x you #gaz x reader #gaz x female reader #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty gaz #modern warfare smut

[selineram3421]

Hello! May I get a Alastor x child!Reader one shot that the child basically ran away because of a little fight the child and Alastor had? :)

I'ma say this now. There will be a happy ending because I need it.

Promise Breaker

Alastor and Child Reader One-shot

Warnings ⚠

⚠ a demon gets hit by a car, reader gets an ankle injury, and some cursing ⚠

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Alastor adopted you after finding you just outside the Cannibal colony, surrounded by a few dead demons.

Since he wasn't a fan of children he was going to ignore you, but after noticing how quiet and still you were he decided to approach you.

He questioned why you were around the Cannibal colony and you explained you were hiding. It really was an in the moment decision but he adopted you a few minutes after your first encounter.

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"Alastor?"

You were bored.

Everyone was busy today and you wanted to play with someone. Fat Nuggets was with Angel, so that's one less playmate.

Walking into his office, you see he's not in the room and decide to wait for him. Sitting on his chair you're at eye level with the desk , finding papers and a pen.

A few drawings wouldn't be so bad. It would also help with your boredom, just until he came back at least.

You didn't know that you were drawing on important documents for the hotel.

A short while later, Alastor enters his office and sees you in his seat which makes you look smaller than you actually are, beginning to walk over to the desk.

"Hello little one, what do you-", he stops, looking down at the papers you've been drawing on.

The tone he uses to say your name makes you freeze. Looking up you can see that he's upset.

"Yes?", you ask, confused.

"These are important.", he states, picking up the papers. "And you've drawn all over them."

"Oh..", you say and put the pen down.

"Yes, oh.", he sighs. "Did you draw on all of these papers?"

"I'm sorry.", you mumble. "I got bored and I wanted to play with you but you weren't here, so I started drawing. I felt lonely."

"Darling, I'm busy. The whole hotel is busy, I can't dally at the moment.", Alastor says, and picks you up from his office chair. "Go and play elsewhere."

"But you don't even care about the hotel! You just-", you begin to whine but shut up when he gives that black eyed stare.

"I will not tolerate a brat.", he says.

You frown and get out of his hold, making your way out of the office.

"And I won't tolerate a promise breaker!", you shout and slam the door behind you when leaving.

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Alastor lets out a sigh.

He found some extra copies of the documents that you drew on and made more just in case. You didn't show up during dinner, and he believes that you might still be throwing a fit over what happened earlier.

Still, he should check on you.

Arriving in his hotel room, your room was just on the other side of a sliding door. He prepared your favorite cookies and drink to make amends.

"Darling? My little demon?", he calls, lightly knocking on your door. "I have cookies!"

Its quiet on the other side.

"Alright, I apologize for being upset, but you do need to be more careful with the papers on my desk."

Nothing.

He calls out your name and opens the door. Looking around your room, he doesn't see you anywhere.

Everyone was busy. The hotel has been scarily quiet. That would mean-

Putting on his coat, Alastor rushes out of the room.

Did they get taken again? Are they out in Hell?

He leaves the hotel after searching every room, not seeing you at all. With a snap, shadows are sent to look for you and he continues on his search.

Did they run away?

That thought alone makes him stop.

Standing on the sidewalk, he thinks about what might have caused all of this. Demons avoid walking by him, running across the street to walk on the other side.

What did they say before leaving. A promise breaker?

He hums in thought.

Another demon runs across the street to get away from the Radio Demon, only to get hit by a car.

Then he remembers the promise that he made. "I promise that you'll never feel lonely, even when I'm occupied."

"Oh dear."

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You were making your way back to the Cannibal colony. Wiping away your tears and cursing like a sailor now that Alastor wasn't around.

"Stupid fucking jerk! Mean piece of-", you sniff, wiping more tears away with your sweater.

A yelp comes out your mouth when someone lifts you by the collar of your sweater.

"Well looky here~", an old looking demon says, lifting you up to his eyes. "A new lab rat!"

"Hands off Stinky Pete!", you shout and kick him in the gut.

They shout in pain and drop you. Making you land on your bottom. Before you can run away from the creep, they stomp on your ankle.

You scream and kick at their leg with your free foot. "Get off! Get off!", you shout.

"I'm gonna have fun ripping you apart kid!", the demon says and goes to jump you.

"No!", you turn away and hide your face in fear.

Feeling the weight of the demon's foot off of your ankle, you peak out to see what happened.

"It seems that most do still prey on children.", Alastor growls, holding the demon that attacked you by the neck. "Whå† Ðð ¥ðµ †hïñk ¥ðµ'rê Ððïñg †ð m¥ ¢hïlÐ?"

The demon who is being choked looks beyond terrified now, shaking their head and trying to get out of his grip.

You watch as Alastor summons up a portal and lets the demon get dragged off into it by tentacles.

The red dressed demon makes his way to you and you turn your cheek, not wanting to look at him.

"My little one, look at me.", he says.

"I'm mad.", you mumble, not wanting him to hear your voice waver.

"I know darling, but please look at me."

You turn your head and glare at him.

"I didn't mean to break our promise little one. I'm sorry for getting upset over such a silly thing and calling you a brat.", he says and holds a hand out for you. "I care mon petit."

Tears begin to make your vision blurry, and you cover your face to cry.

"You were mean!", you sob and let Alastor pull you into a hug. "I get to say all the swear words I want until I stop crying!"

"Yes, yes. That's fine.", he says and pats your back, lifting you up from the ground and beginning to make his way back to the hotel.

"Asshole! Dumb deer man! Stupid weird idiot!", you continue, now hiding your face on his chest, arms wrapped around his shoulders.

Your wound is taken care of in your room, and you eat your favorite cookies that Alastor made for you.

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Yay cookies. Oh no headache.

~Seline, the person.

ML for Alastor🎙

#x reader #gn reader #fanfic #platonic #child reader #hazbin alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor #alastor the radio demon #the radio demon #radio demon #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanfic #alastor and reader #alastor and child reader #alastor & reader

[strawberrymilk-sunshine]

Stay away from him.

So like, octopi eat shrimp, right? And morays have a symbiotic relationship with a certain species of shrimp, RIGHT? So please consider. The tweels constantly thinking Azul's gonna hurt their "precious little shrimpy" in some way and being super over protective of them :) (btw this is definitely one of the more tame yandere fics I've written)

And oh my goodness I'm running out of Octavinelle gifs to use.

Warning(s): male reader, over-protectiveness, some minor injuries

You didn't exactly want to be sorted into Octavinelle, but hey, it is what it is.

Your family owns a cafe back home, so working at the on-campus cafe your dorm ran was a cinch, easy, no problem at all!

You earned the title of 'employee of the month' (whatever that means) in only your first month of being a student of Night Raven College. Nice.

Thanks to your... impressive achievement, you caught the eyes of two people. Octavinelle's Vice Housewarden and his twin brother.

You didn't want to get tangled up with them in any way... but, it happened regardless.

"Hey, Shrimpy, wanna sit with Jade and I during lunch~?" Floyd playfully asked you. "It'll be fun!"

"No, I was actually thinking-" But before you could finish your sentence, Floyd had grabbed your hand and was already dragging you to the cafeteria with him.

You didn't get to get your own food, but Jade and Floyd shared theirs with you.

"Here, have some of my takoyaki, Shrimpy!"

"Would you like some of my carpaccio? I don't mind sharing with you."

You don't exactly like the taste of octopus, but you appreciate them giving you food.

"Hello Jade, Floyd..." Azul sat down opposite to you. "...and (Y/N). Why is he here?"

"Because he's a tiny little shrimp who needs protection!" Floyd wrapped his arms around you, causing you to choke a bit.

"We've decided to protect him. Of course, in return for certain things..." Jade added, causing you to feel, well, uncomfortable to say the least.

"...ok. Well, (Y/N), I can tell you're..." Azul sorta trailed off, either not knowing what to say or not wanting to say it. "But the three of us have some important things regarding our business we need to discuss, and I would appreciate it if you could leave."

"I'm ok with that." You said, standing up.

But then, both of your arms were grabbed by the twins.

"No, (Y/N) can listen." Jade insisted. "He's a model employee, I'm sure it's fine if he listens in on our business plans."

"Yeah... why're you trying to separate him from us, Azul?" Floyd asked. "It's almost like you want to get him alone so you can catch him by surprise and hurt him."

"What?! No, obviously not!" Azul yelled.

"Well I don't believe you!" Floyd yelled back. They were causing a scene... you'd really rather not be in this situation right now.

"I don't either." Jade calmly added. "Now, Azul, let's discuss our business."

Unfortunately. This is how the rest of your week would go as well.

Those weird twins were very protective of you.

And, they would come to you with problems like injuries and... well, mostly just injuries. Bad ones too.

For example: one night, Floyd entered your room, covered in bite marks, scratch marks, and other various injuries.

"What the hell happened to you?!" You yelled at him.

"Jade and I had a fight." He rolled his eyes. "I'm really huuuuuuuuurt, Shrimpy!"

"Yeah, no shit, Floyd!" You exclaimed. "W-wait here, I'll be right back."

After half an hour or so, you came back with some disinfectant and bandages you bought from the school store.

After everything was all said and done, Floyd laughed at your choice in bandages.

"What?" You asked.

"Nothing, just lookin' at these cute little sea creature bandages ya got." He smirked. "They're kinda funny looking!" He giggled at the silly little fish illustrations.

"Oh, yeah, I saw 'em at Sam's shop and I just had to buy them!" You explained. "You can keep the box of them, if you want. I-I don't think I'll use them very much..."

"Eh, I don't see why not. Sure, I'll take your silly little bandages!"

Things like this kept happening. Whenever the two of them had bad things happen, they'd immediately go to you for help. Your classmates and others view of you changed significantly when they saw the fucking Leech brothers following you around like baby ducks.

It was very off-putting to everyone else.

You, Floyd, and Jade had (what they described as) a symbiotic relationship. You took care of them and they took care of you.

One time you were sick with a really bad fever, and Jade took care of you! He got you tea, soup, a cold towel for your forehead, he even put on a movie for you on one of those old portable DVD players because you couldn't get out of bed.

One time you fell down the stairs, and you got a bad scrape on your knee. Nothing serious, but it definitely hurt. When Floyd noticed your scrape, he gave you one of the sea creature bandages you gave him a few days ago. Specifically, it was one with a moray eel on it (you're almost 100% sure he gave you that one on purpose.)

They also really didn't want you to be anywhere near Azul.

They'd do everything in their power to keep you as far away from Azul as possible. The only time you saw Azul without the twins supervising you was board game club meetings. But even then, Azul avoided you. So during board game club you kinda just sat by yourself in the corner, browsing your phone.

One time, you tried to make a deal with Azul, but he declined! He, Azul Ashengrotto, known for pushing deals to people and pressuring them into contracts, declined to make a deal with you!

One night, as you were watching a movie with Floyd, he said something to you.

"Listen, Shrimpy... we need to talk." He began. "You should really try to stay away from Azul. He's dangerous."

What you didn't know was that Jade was having a very similar conversation with Azul.

"We want you to stay away from him, Azul." Jade said. "I'm sure you know how Floyd and I feel about (Y/N), and I'm sure you know he can barely defend himself... so please stay away from him from now on."

You didn't know why Floyd was telling you to avoid Azul, he's harmless! And, even though he can be kinda cruel with his contracts, he's usually really nice.

"Floyd, he's our Housewarden! He's kinda hard to avoid because of that..." You mentioned.

"So? Just try to avoid him as best as you can. You don't have to perfectly avoid him, since most of the time Jade and I will be around to keep ya safe... you just have to be extra careful when we aren't around, kay~?"

"N-no? That's insane, I'll be fine!" You responded.

"Hm... well, I won't force you to do anything. I just want you to stay safe, 'cause Azul's a dangerous guy!" Floyd gave you a very tight hug. "You should stay away from him."

Jade had his magic pen pressed against Azul's throat like a knife, though it was just a bit more threatening since, with the magic pen, Jade could burn Azul to a crisp in two seconds.

"You know Floyd and I appreciate your friendship... I would hate to hurt you, I truly would... but if you hurt (Y/N), you will force my hand." Jade backed off slightly. "Please don't hurt him in any way. If you do, you know what will happen. I will know what you did. Floyd and I will both know what you did to our little darling (Y/N). So please... stay away from him."

#jade leech #floyd leech #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #yandere #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst x reader #yandere jade leech #yandere floyd leech #yandere floyd x reader #yandere jade x reader #yandere jade leech x reader #yandere floyd leech x reader #yandere floyd #yandere jade

[authorautism]

Always on my Mind

Summary: Bakugou x GN!Reader soulmate au where soulmates are able to share thoughts but are censored/restrained prior to their meeting. Reader has always spoken to their soulmate and with their shared goal of getting into UA they hope to meet and truly fall in love.

Word count: 2.7K

Warnings: Angst, Cursing, Hints of injuries

"Mommy! Daddy! Look look look what I can do!"

a young child yelled eagerly running towards their parents in the kitchen only 4 years old today their quirk had finally manifested. In the palm of their left hand lay a single glass marble clear with a stripe of red raising their free hand they focus and slowly the marble lifts out of their hand. "Oh wow baby you have Gran's quirk we're so proud." Their mom says bending down to observe as the marble falls back into their palm.

"Yeah seems it skipped a generation that's so great honey," their dad adds setting down the support gear he was tinkering with. "Are you gonna be a hero like Gran and your mom?" He asks.

"Nope, I wanna be like you Daddy. I wanna make cool laser to help Mommy like you do." They proclaim happily. Mom turns a playful glare to dad who is quick to defend himself, "I don't make that many laser I promise." They all laugh as slowly time skips forward.

It had been only a year since then and everyday you made time to practice your quirk as much as your small body could handle learning from Gran how to use you telekinesis and the limits of it, unlike your Gran you could barely lift heavy things at all so that meant flying and levitating was off the table. But it was during one such time as you were making the tv remote fly that you heard thoughts in a voice that wasn't your own.

'this is so lame i didn't do anything wrong'

Eyes widening I run to find my Daddy and Gran in the living room Gran is watching her soaps half awake while Daddy is reading a magazine.

"I've gone crazy from using my quirk!!!" I cry tears welling in my eyes, "Hey woah sweetie what do you mean?" Daddy asks setting his magazine down on the coffee table and Gran jolts into focus turning down her shows volume.

'WHO THE HELL IS YELLING?'

"I hear a voice I'm crazy!" "Oh dear don't worry that's just your soulmate." Daddy explains patting my head a smile on his face from enjoying my torment. "Ha you two forget to tell them." Gran chortles turning up her soap now that she knows there's no danger present.

"Me and Mommy have been too busy to explain, but the voice you're hearing in your head is your soulmates. Or rather their thoughts." Daddy explains as he picks me up to sit in his lap, "So don't worry my dear because your soulmate is sorta like a best friend but more."

"Are you and Mommy soulmates?" I ask beginning to understand what Daddy was explaining. "Yes, in fact I just told her what happened and she's laughing" Daddy says having closed his eyes briefly as if willing the thought to Mommy. "Tell her its not nice to laugh at her own child!" "Ha ok I will sweetheart, why don't you go talk to your new soulmate?" Daddy says setting me down on my feet the whole time I was listening to the whispers of my soulmates thoughts to quiet to hear but present still.

"Ok." With that I return to my room and sit down at my desk where i had been practicing my quirk.

'Um, Hi my Daddy said you're my soulmate my names ---'

'huh? whatever you said i couldn't hear. whatever my mom said the same this is annoying.'

'I don't think this is annoying actually I'm excited! Its like having an imaginary friend that's all my own but you're real and just far away y'know!'

'i guess but i don't even know your name or nothing. plus what if you're some weirdo huh?'

'Well I could say the very same for you! Plus it's already too late I claim you as my friend and you cant change that so haha ha!'

'ha well fine then don't be annoying i'm gonna be an awesome hero some day so you can't get in my way'

'Well then I'll make all your gear like my Daddy does for my mom so you have to hang out with me!'

'fine, but only because i want friends that aren't weak losers like deku.'

With that promise me and my soulmate Soul as I had nicknamed him talked all the time, I learned about Deku or rather Izuku his childhood friend that was quirkless and scolded him for being such a meanie to Zuzu. Often forcing him to convey my words to Zuzu so that I could be friends with him too. He sometimes did the same especially when it came to the rowdy boys in my class, even though I can handle them myself! But slowly the years passed, both of us training our quirks and sharing small moments of our thoughts. We both learned how to block out one another when need be such as on tests where we wanted to focus.

"Try and keep up Deku." Katsuki shouts leading the shorter male towards the playground. Katsuki using the play structure to dull the sounds of his small explosions as he practices his quirk. Truthfully the only reason he brought the boy was at his soulmates request.

'You really gotta stop pretending you bring Zuzu along just for me Soul, we both know you like how he praises you for your quirk control.'

'whatever.'

"Ah sorry Kacchan, I was distracted." Izuku said sprinting to catch up quickly. "Oh I almost forgot to say hi to your soulmate."

"Whatever they say hi back, ugh Zuzu. Such a stupid nickname." Katsuki groans lighting his palms with tiny explosions. "Hurry up I need to practice before it gets dark and our mom's come looking for us."

"Right, sorry Kacchan, oh Gear you said you were practicing too today?" Izuku asks. He often made conversation through Katsuki rather to said boy which was often considered strange to others. As it's very uncommon for the bond to be used this way before soulmates meet.

'Yeah, I took apart Mom's straightener and Dad had to fix it haha.'

"Of course they did Deku neither of us are slackers after all, why are you asking such dumb questions?"

"Sorry I just, I have another question for you Gear." Izuku stops walking causing Katsuki to pauses too annoyed with the stopping.

Tears gather in the shorter males eyes, "D-do you think, that even though I'm quirkless I can be a hero?" He asks the tears now slowly falling as Katsuki's eyes widen.

'Soul don't say that you know you both have the same dream. So say exactly what I'm saying or gonna be super duper mad at you!'

"Deku- I mean Zuzu what they want to say to you is that the believe in you. Maybe not all quirkless people can become heros, I mean they have a quirk and they're not gonna be a hero but even still they think you can be a hero. I mean not as good as a one as me but whatever." Izuku smiles hugging Kacchan who begrudgingly lets it happen only because he knows its what his soulmate would want. And maybe he kinda sorta does wanna make them happy deep down even if he has to deal with crybaby Deku.

'Finally free!' I laugh along to my thoughts leaving the school for a final time. 'It all really flew by huh?'

'yeah next is ua for us' Soul every cocky replies remarking that he sees Deku leaving at the same time. 'Oh, I wanna say bye to Zuzu come one Soul.' He huffs but as always obliges me fake begrudgingly.

"Oh hey Kacchan. Did your soulmate wanna talk to me?" Izuku asks ever clever it's why I had forced Soul to let me be friend him, and like usual the name he calls Soul is blocked out.

"Of course they do, dunno why they always wanna talk to a useless nerd like you." Soul says 'hey be nice to Zuz!' I scold him making him grumble.

"Whatever, they just wanted to say bye and, ugh really? FINE, and Goodluck." Katsuki grumbles the last bit with an angry expression. "Ah I forgot they're also applying to U.a. with us-" "Not with US with me damn nerd." Katsuki cuts off Izuku with a glare. "But whatever you-- what fine I won't say the TRUTH. Anyways we gotta go bye nerd." With that Katsuki leaves Izuku waving over his shoulder.

'gonna take the shortcut, need to start my summer training quickly.'

'Yeah yeah, always busy Soul but be careful remember what your mom said about villains in the area.'

'i'd blow up and damn villain before it even touched me just wait!'

So Katsuki walked home taking the shifty alleyway just as he said unaware of the slime villain that hide from his sight only to strike now.

'FUCK'

'Soul? What's happening?!' Worry brewed in your chest sure it wasn't unusual for Soul to swear but, but not like this.

'GET THIS SHIT OFF ME! I-I CAN'T BREATHE!' With that I'm cut off from Soul. Blood thunders in my veins I can't hear Gran's soaps or Dad's tinkering I can't hear anything but my own thundering heart, I'm frozen in place fear coiling around me.

'I CAN'T LOSE HIM'

Even as my thoughts turn frantic there's nothing I can do helplessly waiting for anything. After way too long for comfort I get something from Soul 'I CAN'T BELIEVE--' its anger not at me but yet still it fills me with relief 'I was so worried!' But just as quickly I'm cut off though this time its different intentional this continues for days, slowly into months only getting glimpses of his thoughts when his barrier slips slightly. I always offer kind words of what I hope is comfort whenever I can.

Till finally it's the day of the entrance exams or rather the recommendation entrance exams, my Dad having given me one as a well know support item making and an alumni of U.A. I felt out of place around these would be heroes and rich kids but soon it's my turn to shine. I had brought in several small items to showcase my quirk and my own skills. A hair dryer and invention I was working on and the heaviest thing I could find that I could lift with my quirk.

"Ah, you have telekinesis like your grandmother on your mother's side, yet you're following in your dad's footsteps?" The Principle asks with a grin. "Correct sir, thought its the same as my Grans" I say slowly lifting the heaviest item and trying to not let the strain show on my face, "I am able to apply it to support items better." Now I raise the hair dryer into the air focusing on each individual part as slowly its separated into all of its small components hanging in mid air.

"Impressive don't you think Aizawa?" The Principle asks the man in a bright yellow sleeping bag. "So your quirk is more suited towards detail work?" Aizawa asks intrigue in his tired gaze.

'I've got them hook line and sinker now.' Despite the silence I try and involve Soul.

"Yes I can take a part any item so long as I can lift it with my telekinesis and just as quickly--" I snap my fingers and the hair dryer reassembles instantly, "I can reassemble it too." I finish a grin on my face. "As expected from your mother and father, you can expect your letter in the mail soon good job." With that the Principle dismisses me others seem shocked and intrigued as I can't help but grin taking my props with me.

'I did it Soul so you can't fail either!'

'you know i won't idiot.' Eyes widening at his response and I smile wide.

'Good to finally hear from you, I missed you y'know...'

'even though you're annoying i guess i missed you too. i just had a lot of shit to deal with but im back now for good so don't worry yeah.'

'Ok I trust you Soul so know you can trust me too with anything on your mind!'

'yeah yeah i know just don't mention it ok i'll tell you later.'

Walking home with glee I tell my Mom, Dad and Gran the news that I'm probably in already. Being congratulated and warned to not jinx it I slowly unwind getting ready for bed.

Laying look at the ceiling anxiously today was the day well more the morning of our first day. So anxious was practically an understatement I would maybe meet Soul today and yet here I lay frozen in bed.

'are you really that nervous?'

'Yes, I know we've both been working towards this for so so long but, I just...'

'get up. get ready and we won't plan it if we meet by chance today then we meet if we don't that's fine. so stop stressing gearhead our you'll be late.'

Smiling and feeling more confident I get ready for the day. I get well wishes from my family and a knowing look from my mom who leaves with me. We now take the same train to get to work and school.

"Are you excited?" She asks as we walk to the train station.

"Sorta school I know but this is new Soul said we can let our meeting be organic and we don't have to meet today." I explain.

"That's good me and your dad did that actually he was so nervous that it made my hands shake." My mom laughs smiling and no doubt receiving a scolding from my dad in her mind. "But it was good I scared him when I saw him."

"How did you know it was him?"

"Well dear I just knew it was something I knew like breathing and then I clung to him for a whole day straight." My mom finishes with a laugh a smile on her face as we approach the train station.

"Wow a whole day? You really are clingy Mom." I laugh.

"So you'll do fine kid alright."

With that me and my mom parted ways into different train cars so I could face my first day. The ride was uneventful making it to class about fifteen minutes early. I change into my school shoes and look for my class, passing by a rather loud classroom labeled 1-A, none the wiser of what lay inside. Assemblies and meeting classmates and teachers await me this Mei girl seems to be at my level as we chat with one another. Days continue on like that almost in a trance me and Soul still speak to one another in fleeting exchanges but I can tell there's something missing.

'i have a fieldtrip today.'

'Ooh, are you excited Soul? I haven't gone to one with UA yet so you'll have to tell me how it goes.'

'sure, sure. its just a boring search and rescue thing.'

'Still it sounds so exciting I just have normal classes then lab time today.'

'how's the invention coming along?'

'Good! I'm excited to begin testing today actually.'

'hopefully you don't blow it up again idiot.'

'HEY, that wasn't even my fault I shouldn't have let Mei tinker with my baby after all!'

'pfft whatever, i gotta head to class so we can go on this fieldtrip now. maybe i'll see you today...'

'Ha, maybe yeah.'

With that I start another day. Until we're being evacuated from campus due to a nearby villain attack at the place Soul just said he was going. Fear and panic fill my chest was something going to happen to him? Was he going to get hurt or even die before I even got the chance to meet him? Tears well in my eyes but I feel paralyzed stand in the classroom as people start getting their things and clearing out.

"Hey, are you with me now?" Mei asks shaking my shoulder.

"M-my soulmate's in that class..."

"Hey, its going to be ok Almight's on his way over and there was already two proheros there." She tries to reassure me as we both grab my things and leave the school. Mei takes me to a cafe hoping to calm me down a little.

"Pass me your phone I'm gonna text your parents ok?" Wordlessly I hand it over.

'hey, soulmate or whatever don't freak out ok... no matter what I'm going to fight to meet you ok? so just you fucking wait for me!'

#first fic #katsukibakugou #katsuki bakugo mha #bakugou x you #bakugou x reader #x reader #gn!reader #soulmates #soulmate au #angst

[pippin-katz]

Reverse Character Bleed

Okay I wrote about this already, but it was on a reblog of a GIF set, so I decided to make its own post. I've decided to use a phrase to attempt to describe why Taylor and Nicholas' performances feel so different to watch.

I'm referring to it as reverse character bleed.

Character bleed is a term used to for when an actor subconsciously starts adopting behaviors and personality traits of the character they are playing. They don't do it intentionally. Sometimes when you spend so much time in the mindset of a character, it's a little difficult to turn it off completely. There are moments where you might find yourself thinking how the character would respond rather than how you would respond.

This is, again, subconscious. I'm not referring to a situation like an actor being asked what their favorite flavor of ice cream is, and in their head they think, "What would [x]'s favorite flavor be?" An easy example of what I am referring to would be their favorite color, because that changes over time for a lot of people anyway.

Say that your favorite color is yellow, but you're in a scenario where you are seeing the color blue a lot. You don't feel any sort of way about blue; you don't dislike it, but you don't like it either.

So, you are seeing blue everywhere. Maybe it's the color of your team's jersey, or the fabric you're working with, or paint you're using.

If you are enjoying the experience, you will likely develop a positive opinion of that color blue. This is because of the association of blue with the fun or happiness or excitement you felt during that experience. Obviously! Everyone knows about color association! But this can happen without realizing it until later, when someone asks you, "What's your favorite color?"

The thing about a lot opinions of this nature is that you don't typically spend a lot of time actually thinking about them on your own. You don't typically sit down for twenty minutes, pondering what your favorite color is in your head. Likes and dislikes, at least common ones, are typically better suited for conversations, not your internal dialogue (if you have that).

So, you probably were never randomly sitting around and had the thought, "I think my favorite color is blue instead of yellow."

But when someone asks you, instead of immediately responding with yellow, you pause to consider it. Because now you have another color that you associate strong, positive feelings with, that you did not even realize were there.

It's that subconsciousness that I'm referring to with character bleeding. Actors wouldn't notice until someone points it out. Think about how we can see similarities between Taylor and Alex, but Taylor seems to think they're nothing alike.

The interesting thing here is that this is not a case of character bleed. Character bleed would be Taylor and Nicholas adopting traits of Alex and Henry. But this is the reverse. It feels like Alex and Henry subconsciously adopted traits and behaviors from Taylor and Nicholas.

Now, what the hell do I mean by this? Let me talk you through it!

The best example of this reverse character bleed in my opinion is the scene of Henry holding Alex's hand when Alex asks for him to take a walk with him.

Time for the GIFs:

Taylor and Nicholas are close friends in real life.

When you are friends with someone, you care about them and their wellbeing. If they are upset, you want to comfort them. If they get hurt, you want to help them and do what you can to protect them from getting hurt whenever you're with them.

Take the adorable moment from their first GQ article where the journalist describes Taylor as "sinking into protective mode" when discussing Nicholas' injury.

As silly as this is to read, it's probably accurate!

It's in the past, but again, when someone you care about gets hurt, you want to protect them. It's natural to feel protective after the fact, especially if you weren't there to help.

Back in high school, my best friend and I were in theatre. There was a show that she did, that I didn't, and there was a small stunt that involved her character and dry ice. She had to crouch down in a box to look like she fell down a chute with the dry ice effect helping sell it.

Someone spilled the dry ice into the box, and my friend ended up touching it with her bare hands and her legs. She got burned, obviously, but no one did anything about it. The show kept going, and even though her character was practically done for the show, no one took her to the hospital or emergency room for the ice burns.

I was furious when I heard about it. If I had been there, I would have cussed out our director/teacher and fucking demanded that someone take her to the doctor. Fuck the show, ice burn from dry ice is no-joke. I still get angry whenever I think about it.

This is to say that Taylor having a noticeable reaction to the discussion of Nicholas' injury is completely realistic. He doesn't have a reason to get angry like I did for my friend, but he experiences the same worry/concern after the fact.

Caring for your friend's wellbeing includes their mental health, obviously. So, consider: Taylor and Nicholas are at an event together. For some reason, Taylor starts feeling anxious or nauseous. Nicholas is going to be worried about him. That's just a fact of friendship.

Somehow that real life connection makes Henry’s concern for Alex feel more genuine and sincere.

It's as though Alex and Henry subconsciously adopted traits and behaviors from Taylor and Nicholas, rather than the other way around. Reverse character bleed is the only way I can think to describe it.

Anyway, that's all! I'm really excited to see them together again in the sequel! 🩵

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #rwrb movie #rwrb thoughts #alex claremont-diaz #taylor zakhar perez #henry hanover-stuart fox #nicholas galitzine #firstprince

[writtenbymisunderstoodnerds]

Hugs and Neck kisses (Alyssa Naeher x Rea

I'm not really sure what this is, just a cute idea I thought of. Hope you guys enjoy it :)

Words- 2.8k

It was my first game back after doing my ACL and I was freaking out. I knew I was physically strong enough, but it didn't stop the thoughts of not being good enough any more or re-hurting myself that ran through my head. I felt some sit next to me, not that I could bring myself to look up from the ring on my finger. It was a silver band, engraved with a soccer ball. My brother had given it to me years ago before my first college game. He was the only family I had, the person who was always by my side. I remember being just as nervous then as I was now, but the ring had always reminded me that he was with me even if he couldn't always be there. That was usually enough to help calm me down, but this time it wasn't working. Even the text from him didn't help much. 

"You okay Y/n?" Alyssa's soft voice broke through the haze of anxiety. 

I shrugged, "Just freaking out a bit, nothing to worry about."

"You're going to do amazing Y/n. I know you're scared, but you're ready."

"You don't know that."

"Yes I do. I've seen you in practice, you are an amazing player, you got this. Even if you don't think so right now, we all know it."

"Thank you."

Before I knew what was happening, Alyssa arms were around me, I didn't have time to even fully register it before they were gone again. I didn't like hugs, the closeness and tightness of it made me uncomfortable. The only person I had been able to occasionally hug comfortably was my brother. My therapist said that it was likely my upbringing and the lack of any affection, especially physical affection. I didn't actually hate the feeling of Alyssa's arms around me even if it was briefly. 

Alyssa rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, "Sorry, thought I might shock you into not being so nervous."

I laughed quietly, "It may have worked. Now let's go before I freak out again."

The game had actually gone really well. I had gone in after half time and the second my foot hit the pitch, all the nerves faded away. I played like I had before my injury, like I had never been away. I even scored us the winning goal. It was safe to say I was pretty proud of myself. 

Since I didn't do hugs, the girls pat me on the back or ruffled my hair as they walked past while I turned to Alyssa who smirked at me, "I told you so."

I hesitated before pulling Alyssa into a quick hug, "I couldn't have done it without you, thank you."

"Yes you could have."

The next time Alyssa hugged me was after I hurt myself during a game. It was just a sprained ankle, I would be out maybe a week, but it took me back to when I did my ACL. The fear I felt that day came rushing back before I could stop it. I was sitting on my bed when Alyssa sat down next to me, hand rubbing up and down my back. I found myself leaning into her side, head on her shoulder as I tried to get my feelings under control. I hadn't really realised it was happening at first, too stuck in my head. Once I did though, I didn't pull away. It was actually comfortable. 

"What's going on?" Alyssa asked after a few minutes. I sighed before telling her everything I was feeling. She held me a bit tighter, "It's okay. I'm not going to try tell you that it's nothing like that because I know you know that. Just know I'm here for you."

"Thank you Lys. You're right, I know it's nothing serious, but it just hit me out of nowhere."

"Do you want to watch a movie? Maybe it'll take your mind off things."

"I'd love that."

---

It didn't take long to find myself seeking Alyssa out when I was sad, or upset. She was the one I would confide in or seek comfort in when I needed it. Even when I was happy or excited, she was the one I gravitated to. At this point it was safe to say I craved Alyssa's hugs. They were comfortable, comforting and warm. Something I never thought I would find a hug to be. It was just Alyssa, everyone else's hugs were still uncomfortable. She had never turned me away either, always returning my hug without hesitation even though I knew she wasn't really a hugger. 

We were lying on my bed reading when I turned to Alyssa making her put her book down, "You are the only one besides Dan who's hugs don't make me uncomfortable. I actually like them."

"Yours are the hugs I actually enjoy."

"It's weird isn't it? The two people who don't like hugs, end up liking each others hugs."

Alyssa looked at me for a second before shrugging, "Maybe, I'm choosing not to question it though."

"I'm okay with it, there are worse people to like hugging than the person I have a crush on."

Her eyebrows furrowed, she was adorable when she was confused, "You have a crush on me?"

Since we met I had always had slight feelings for her, not enough to do anything about it, but the last couple of months they had slowly developed into deeper feelings. I shrugged, "Yeah."

It had never been hard to tell people what I was feeling when it came to things like that. To me it wasn't a big deal, it was just something that happened that couldn't be helped. Feelings were feelings. You weren't going to know if someone returned them unless you told them, waited for them to do it first or you stayed in a limbo of never knowing. I didn't have the time or patience for that.  I guess that wasn't a common thought process considering the surprise written on her face, "How is that so easy for you to admit?"

"It's not a big deal. I mean they're just feelings, telling you or not telling you isn't going to change them being there."

She sat up against the headboard, I followed suit, sitting cross legged in front of her, "You don't think love is a big deal?"

"Love? Yes I do, crushes? No. You're never going to know how someone feels about you if you don't tell them. I like you, if I didn't tell you then I wouldn't know how you feel back. I mean, I could run through lots of possibilities and scenarios in my head, but without telling you, then I would never know for sure. I would rather know."

"Wow. I've never thought of it that way before. I'm never going to do it, that is absolutely terrifying, but it's an interesting way to think about it."

"Yeah."

We sat in silence for a few minutes before Alyssa quickly spoke up, "Shit. I like you too by the way."

"Cool, so a date then?"

"I would love that."

I had never actually been in a relationship. I had been on a few dates and slept with people occasionally, but once they realise I was serious about not liking hugs they would disappear. I didn't blame them. To most people, hugs in relationships were important. I craved Alyssa's hugs so it wouldn't be a problem, but it was all new. I was also slightly worried that maybe my love for Alyssa's hugs would disappear eventually.  

---

It was the night of the date and I was nervous. I really liked Alyssa and I wanted to impress her. Alyssa was in our room so I was currently hiding away in a corner of the hotel to try and get my thoughts together. Apparently I wasn't doing a good job at hiding because Christen sat down next to me. "What's up?"

"Um I have a date tonight, I'm just a bit nervous about it."

"You have a date? That's awesome Y/n, who's it with?"

We hadn't told anyone about our growing relationship. It was something we wanted to keep on the down low for now, but I could really use some advice or reassurance. I wasn't quite sure which yet, "Alyssa."

"That's awesome. Why are you nervous? She obviously likes you if she agreed to go out with you."

"I know. I just want to impress her Chris, I want her to go out with me again. W-what if she doesn't like what I've planned, wh-"

Christen rest her hand on my knee, stopping the bouncing and my spiraling thoughts, "Stop, take a breath and tell me what you have planned."

"Well I was thinking a nice dinner, then there's a book fair I thought she might like. Maybe a walk on the beach or something. You know nothing too fancy, she's not really into that. She likes lowkey, more intimate stuff."

"That's perfect. You know her, you know what she likes. It's okay to be nervous, but it's going to go great. Just believe that as best as you can."

Alyssa came out of the bathroom wearing black skinny jeans, off white blouse and leather jacket. She looked amazing which made me ten times more nervous. I played with my fingers, just barely able to look at her, "Y-you look great Lys."

She smiled before wrapping her arms around me and kissing my temple softly, "It's just me and you Y/n/n. We know each other, you don't need to be so nervous."

"I know, I'm sorry, I-I jus- I want this to be good for you, I-I w-want to impress you."

"You don't have to impress me. Anything you do, I will love because it's with you okay? You're not looking this attractive for nothing so take a breath and lets go."

"I could say the same about you. Let's go, we're going to miss our reservation."

I knew Alyssa preferred quiet, homely places over fancy places so I had found a small family fun Mexican place. We got a small, mostly private booth in the corner of the restaurant where we spent our time talking and eating. Everything was comfortable with Alyssa, there wasn't a need to fill the silences and conversation flowed easily.

There was definitely a different atmosphere between us, things were more flirty, more touchy. Cuddles had become more frequent, touches lingered. Not that it was completely unexpected given our confessions, but I admit it happened quicker than I expected. I wasn't complaining though. I ended up cuddled against Alyssa's side as we talked about our family's and upbringings. Mine was pretty rough, it wasn't something I normally talked about, but I found myself telling her. Alyssa didn't judge or try to make me feel better, she just listened while occasionally squeezing me tighter or kissing my temple. 

"We should get going, we have somewhere else to go."

Alyssa lit up when she saw the sign at the book fair. I followed her around as we looked at different books. I liked reading, but it was nothing compared to Alyssa. Every night she would read or when we had down time she would be reading or doing crosswords while I would spend more time drawing or on my phone. I loved watching how excited she got when she found a new book or talked about the book she was reading. It was adorable. Even now watching her look through all the books, she was so beautiful and happy. As long as Alyssa was happy, I could watch her for hours and not get bored. 

There were a couple of books I could tell Alyssa wanted, but wouldn't buy for herself. I had been picking them up without her knowing and snuck off to buy them when she got distracted. After a few minutes Alyssa ended up back at my side, lacing her fingers with mine. "Whatcha got there?"

"These are for you."

A wide smile appeared as Alyssa looked through the bag, "You got me the books?"

"Well you weren't going to so I did."

"Thank you Y/n. You know I saw this was on and  wanted to go, I was actually going to ask if you wanted to come."

"I thought you might like it."

We slowly walked along the beach. Alyssa's arm wrapping around my shoulders as I shivered slightly. "Lets get back, it's only going to get colder."

Once we got back to the hotel and changed into comfy clothes, I kissed Alyssa's cheek softly, "Thank you for tonight Lys."

"I should be thanking you, you're the one who planned this. Tonight was the best date I've ever been on."

"Me too. I think a movie would be a good way to end the night, what do you say?"

Alyssa smiled before taking my hand and guiding me to the bed lying so I was cuddled into her side as she scrolled through Netflix. It really was one of the best dates I'd been on. 

---

The next thing to add to the list of things I craved from Alyssa was neck kisses. Not even the neck kisses that come with sex, but just random soft pecks. Pecks on the collar bone, jaw, behind the ear or back of my neck during hugs or cuddles. I don't think Alyssa noticed the effect she had on me for a few weeks after she started doing it. 

The first time it happened was early one morning. I had been trying to sneak out of bed when Alyssa wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me closer and pressing a soft kiss on my neck before burying her face. I had melted back into her. When I turned around she placed another kiss on the base of my throat. I couldn't stop my eyes fluttering closed and the sigh that left me. She did it every morning regardless of who woke up first. It was definitely my favourite part of the day. 

Alyssa also started doing it during hugs when we were in public. She would burying her head in my shoulder, placing soft kisses wherever she could. A way of kissing me without making it obvious. It had surprised me when she first started doing it. I knew she was kind and caring, but I had never seen her so soft. Also for someone who didn't really like physical touch, she sought it out constantly. I admit, it made me feel special, like she truly wanted me. Not that I wouldn't if she didn't seek out physical contact so much because Alyssa was constantly showing me she wanted me. It was just knowing she wasn't really into it, made me feel special. 

Within a couple of weeks Alyssa started kissing my neck, jaw or shoulder pretty much every time we cuddled or hugged. I knew she knew the effect it had on me. Without fail, I melted into her every time she did it. Like when she wrapped her arms around my waist from behind as we waited for the elevator, placing a soft kiss just below my ear. My eyes fluttered shut and I lent back against her. I could feel her smile against my skin as she left another soft kiss.  

"You look amazing."

"I'm in sweatpants and a t-shirt."

"You look amazing in anything you wear."

I rolled my eyes, turning around to wrap my arms around her shoulders and connect our lips in a slow kiss, "We're already together, you don't need to flatter me."

Alyssa smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear and pecking my lips, "It's not flattery if it's true. It doesn't matter what you're wearing, if you've just woken up or played a full 90 minutes and dripping with sweat. You are beautiful Y/n."

"Well isn't that cute," Emily's voice rung out from behind me making me pull away from Alyssa. 

"Way to ruin a moment Sonnett," Christen scolded making me laugh at the sheepish look that formed. 

"Sorry."

"Anyway, we're heading to our room for team bonding, are you two coming?"

We followed them up to Christens room, settling on the floor in front of one of the beds. I sat between Alyssa's legs, back against her front. We never normally showed this much PDA, but it was the most comfortable spot given how many people were about to be crammed into the room. A couple of the girls teased us or snapped a few pictures. I just flipped them off and focused back on Alyssa. After the moment by the elevator, I was feeling so much love for her. Not that it was new, my feelings for her had always run deep. It had been building for a while, but I knew I was in love with her. I lent back enough to kiss just below her ear, "I love you Lys."

Alyssa pulled me closer, leaving a few light kisses across the side of my face before connecting our lips, "I love you Y/n/n."

"You guys are adorable and everything, but can we play now?"

I laughed before kissing Alyssa again, "Now we can."

#uswnt x reader #uswnt imagines #uswnt imagine #alyssa naeher x reader #alyssa naeher imagine

[five-thousand-loaves-of-bread]

tw ABA and abuse and examples of abuse through ABA (sort of detail describe)

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i forget people don't know same thing i do. so if you only know ABA as "suppress stimming force mask force eye contact reward-punishment" (which, historically has been like that and even currently many place like that) (abbreviate below as "abusive ABA" "abusive methods/practices" "bad"), then of course you disagree when i say "ABA can be abusive but some survivors say it help reduce self harm stim and help learn ADLs" because would think i support they teach through abuse. which i very much don't.

(it relevant when i say "i have theory of mind trouble so i forget people don't know same thing i know" because i know people who try reform ABA to be trauma informed (whether it can truly be reformed because of its fundamental history, another topic), who call out abusive pratices. but i forget there are people who don't know these people exist. so whatever i say of course don't make sense to them.)

what i mean?

let look at self-injurious stimming during meltdowns. (stimming neutral but self injurious harm self)

one ABA therapist purposely trigger meltdown to "shape behavior." ❌bad. abusive. why you want purpose cause distress to manipulate behavior?

one ABA therapist think all stim bad, even ones who don't harm self. for example hand flap and pace when really upset need regulate and not disturbing anyone. instead want replace by "quiet hands" and sit still at desk.❌bad. abusive. they obviously not causing harm, they self-regulating. it working for them. this therapist don't actually care about distress, only care about mask emotion and behave "appropriately in normal way."

one ABA therapist respond with ignore because believe "if i acknowledge then i give them attention and will make them want do behavior more will act as reinforcement." ❌bad. abusive. ignore people geuinely distress will not make issue go away. will only maybe teach them "it not okay to feel emotion" so hide so mask. and "if i upset then no one will help no one care."

one ABA therapist think. okay to be upset but hurt self can be dangerous (ok we on right track...). so i am going to prevent them from self injury. but give nothing in replacement. just make them stop. ❌still no! mind may be on right path but still no!! even though self injury harm self, it act as coping skill and help regulate. they do it for reason. cannot just take away coping tool (even if very harm self) and not replace with something less harmful!!! you just leave empty void. not helping!! may cause escalate.

one ABA therapist also think it okay to be upset. it okay to show upset. but hurt self dangerous. then they think more. why is doing this behavior? why self-injurious? why cause? can we remove cause altogether? have we ignored previous protest & try to get out? can we teach communicate so can tell others upset before it get to meldtwon? can we teach them to take break before it get bad? then they think. what is less harmful behavior we can slowly teach to replace, a better coping skill? and they listen to person's body language and behavior to make sure not force. ✅ many ways to go wrong, but if careful and self reflect frequently. can be helpful. need to center the person at all time. need remember behavior often don't happen alone. get rid of behavior don't get rid of problems.

let look at what is typically called "avoid task."

one ABA therapist think. they're doing it because previously they tantrum and have gotten out of task, so they do it again (and think it their fault instead of parent or therapist fault who teach that). they do it to make my life hard. they do it because they brat. so they punish. they take away things they like and maybe even need (like comfort object, food, snack, AAC, etc). maybe even tie them down, restraint in chair, cannot physically leave. ❌no! very abusive!!

one ABA therapist think. oh need reward them for stay on task. give sticker chart.❌still no! still abusive! even though "reward" with "preferred item," still only look at behavior and not why they may not want do task. still teach must behave good to earn happy and love and affection and have needs met. this is still compliance. and then one day person had enough and meltdown, suddenly everyone will say "where did that come from!! came from nowhere!! must be problem child" but ignore every previous way to communicate no.

one ABA therapist think. is this task appropriate? is it because too hard can't understand? is it because more fundamental need not met like hungry? is it because have not moved enough, jump run etc? maybe they just have bad day? if it task that truly don't serve purpose, then no need to even tell them do it in first place. but if task that can't be avoided (because in life can't avoid everything), then are there other ways to respect them want take break while make sure task get done? are there alternative activities that we can give them while they take break until they ready to come back? (a good video about alternative) ✅this is respecting autonomy and respect feeling and emotion of person. this is about help not comply. (another video)

people who practice the good example and bad example all call it ABA. and while the good example we start to see more and more happen, unfortunately so many places still practice bad example (especially if like rural and low income and behind on research update). or they claim to be good but still have not fully unlearned bad example, or they claim to be good but still do bad because they use "neurodiversity affirming" as buzzword. it all very nuanced. but all exist.

found this person explain helpful. of course have not watched every single video of hers so not sure if agree with all but say many good things

#long post #aba tw #aba therapy tw #loaf screm

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Inarizaki's Manager:

Dating Atsumu Miya

*he really does have gorgeous eyes tho 😫

Atsumu Miya featuring Inarizaki x Fem! Manager Reader

Warnings: Swearing, possessive Atsumu, reader gets injured (very minor injury but this is Atsumu we are talking about 🙄)

AN: This was requested by Atsupremacy!

Oh YN... dear dear YN

You absolute sweet angel 🥺

Honestly we are all wondering how you got here

How did you manage to snag THE Atsumu Miya

Seriously, his fan girls are SEETHING rn we all know it

But, to many peoples surprise, it's not as complicated as you might think it is

It all started when you first became a student at Inarizaki

You were the new girl in the school so automatically you became the subject of many conversations

"Have you seen the new girl? She's gorgeous!"

"Hey that new girl? She's a second year right? Lucky assholes!"

It didn't take you long to become familiar with everyone

And soon, you found yourself befriending Osamu Miya

You probably shared a cooking class let's be honest 😏

You got paired up with Osamu who had noticed you around school

"Hey, yer that new girl aren't ya?" He asked

"Yeah! And you're Osamu Miya. I've heard all about you from the girls. You are quite the popular guy," you say smiling

Please YN you made Osamu blush so hard 😊

You chat and work with Osamu just as the bell for lunch rings

You grab your stuff, walking towards the door when Osamu approaches you and asks you if you want to have lunch with him and his friends

"Sure- I'd love-" you start to say

When all of a sudden, I hear this agitating, grading voice

"SAMU! WHAT THE HELL, IVE BEEN WAIT-" a man looking a lot like Osamu saying coming up to you, stopping as he stares at you

Atsumu rn 👉🏻👁👄👁

Osamu just rolls his eyes and walks away, hoping you'll get the hint and follow him

You don't get the hint 😐

"Hi! I'm YN," you say, smiling at the blonde version of Osamu

Atsumu is still just staring 👁👄👁

Osamu stops, turns and rolls his eyes again at the scene, "come on YN, I don't want to the stupid rubbing off on ya"

Osamu grabs your hand as you giggle, Atsumu still standing there

"Would you like to come with?" You say

Atsumu only nods, still looking like a fool and follows

From then on, I'm sorry to say but you've got yourself a permanent Miya shadow

Literally, once Atsumu opens up to you, he doesn't stop talking

Soon he's waiting for you after class, for lunch, heck the man is even LATE TO PRACTICE A FEW TIMES 😱

YN what is this affect you are having?!?!

It's one day during lunch that the situation of needing a manager is brought up

"Gin it's your turn to fill water bottles today," Suna says sitting down as Ginjima grumbles

"God I hate that!"- he says as Aran laughs, sitting across from you

"Well it wouldn't be a problem if we could actually have a manager,"- He says, chuckling

"Yeah that will never happen," Michinari says rolling his eyes 🙄

You look at everyone confused and ask, "why?"

"Because of dumb and dumber,"- Suna interjects, the table laughing

"I'll be your manager!" You say, smiling wide

Atsumu stops eating half way to his mouth, Aran and Omimi just look at you

"I dont know YN," Kita says

"Why not? I mean I can fill water bottles and help set up nets. I'm not incapable, plus I know a little about volleyball from watching you guys practice," you say, defending your case

Atsumu is just looking at you

Please this man is falling so hard for you

But it could be a catch 22 having you as the teams manager

Sure he'd be close to you all the time but that would mean the team as well as other guys would be close as well

And Atsumu is a jealous and possessive man YN ✋🏻

Before Atsumu can even open his mouth, Aran speaks up

"I say we give her a shot. I mean she seems to be able to stand Samu and Sumu so she can't be that bad right?"

"I'm beginning to think we should take offense to this Sumu," Osamu says

Atsumu doesn't say anything, still staring at you as you look to him and smile

God he loves when you're happy and if this makes you happy, then he'll do it

Unfortunately for Atsumu, his daily affirmations of "YN likes you and nobody else. You are the greatest setter in the entire world. You are better than Tobio" doesn't work ☹️

Because the first week of you being the teams manager, Atsumu has almost lost it on all of his teammates

Several times in fact, Osamu has had to talk him down off the "YN is not yours" ledge

Atsumu's blood would boil everytime he saw Suna's fingers graze yours when you handed him a water bottle

Or when Omimi caught you after you tripped over your own two feet carrying towels

But the final straw was hit when it was Osamu who was on the receiving end of your affections

Atsumu had just set the ball to Osamu for their famous minus tempo attack

When Osamu slammed the ball into the other court, you screamed in excitement

"SAMU THAT WAS AN AMAZING KILL!! HOLY CRAP I CANT BELIEVE THAT,"- you just being adorable

That is what set Atsumu off

"WHY ARE YOU CHEERING FOR SAMU WHEN IT WAS ME THAT SET THAT SPIKE UP PERFECTLY YN?"- Atsumu shouting

Ope 👀

The entire gym falls silent

You stare at Atsumu, lips pursed shut

You had no intention on hurting Atsumu's feelings, you were just so excited 🥺

"I'm sorry Sumu. You're right I shouldn't have done that. That was a great set," you say before turning to go to the hallway

Atsumu knew he messed up and he was so mad at himself

He let his jealousy get the best of him

Before anyone could say anything to him, he ran after you finding you sitting on a bench

He came up to you, kneeling in front of you as he grabbed your cheeks and lifted your delicate face, your eyes meeting his

"YN I'm so freaking sorry I yelled at you! I- I just got so jealous. I really like ya YN and I just want to impress you,"he said, his sad eyes now looking into yours

"You- you like me Sumu?" You said, stuttering

"I do pretty girl, I really do," he said

"I like you to Sumu," you said grabbing his face back and pulling him in for a light peck on the lips

When you pulled back, he smiled, pulling you in, kissing you harder

"Ugh will you two knock it off?!? YN I told ya the idiot liked you," Osamu said, Suna right besides him recording

"Wait you told YN I liked her?" Atsumu said looking from Osamu to you

"He told me this morning after I told him I liked you. I asked him how I should confess and.."

Atsumu smiled at you, kissing you again before pulling you into a tight embrace

"You're mine now YN," he said, whispering into your hair as he hugs you tight

"Sumu let yer girlfriend go! You're suffocating her!" Osamu yelled again

Atsumu pulled back, standing up and extending his hand to yours

You walked back to the gym, hand in hand as you continued practice

The next few months were a dream

You and Atsumu got into a routine of being a couple, much to the dismay of ALL of the Miya fangirls

You got use to the name calling and jealousy they brought because of your status as Atsumu's Girlfriend

You knew Atsumu adored you, always holding your hand or holding you close as you walked together

When Spring Nationals rolled around, you were so excited!

This was your first big tournament and you were ready!

You walked in the back with Atsumu as he held your hand, Osamu, Suna and Ginjima following

YN and her bodyguard squad I can't 😫

You started setting up for the teams first match against Karasuno

The boys were warming up when you decided to run to the bathroom

Karasuno had been warming up as well and everyone was ready to go

You figured a quick break wouldn't hurt so you didn't tell Atsumu or the team you were leaving

Bad choice already YN

Coming out of the bathroom, you walk back to the gym, the doors suddenly swinging open just as you reached for the handle, causing the heavy door to slam into your hand

"Ohh ouch!!" You wince as you see the person opening the door peer around it

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I had no idea someone was out here," the tall boy said, his Karasuno orange beaming

You shake it off and smile, you're sure you'll have a bruise there but it wasn't the boys fault

"Hey its OK! It wasn't anyone's fault," you say, putting your hand up and wincing again as the funny movement made your hand hurt

"Here let me look at that," he says, grabbing your hand

"I'm Tobio Kageyama by the way, I play for Karasuno," he says, checking over your hand

"I'm YN LN, Manager for Inarizaki," you say

"Yeah I know, I-I saw you in there," he says blushing

He looks so cute when he's blushing I can't 🥰🥰🥰

You chat a little as Kageyama checks your hand out, making sure it's not broken

What you both don't know is that the door to the gym is still open 👀

You know the gym where everyone is practicing... 👀👀

The gym where your boyfriend currently resides 👀👀👀

It's literally like 30 seconds of you and Kageyama talking before Suna notices

"Hey- what the hell," he says studying you

Osamu looks up at him and then to the door

"Oh shit-" he says

Atsumu turns around to see what's happening, his eyes following his brother and Suna's to see you standing with Kageyama

It takes 0.02 seconds to register before Atsumu absolutely loses his shit

"KAGEYAMA GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER," Atsumu says, running full speed towards you and Kageyama

Atsumu grabs your bad hand from Kageyama, causing you to wince and whimper

Atsumu looks at you, then at Kageyama, his eyes filled with rage

"WHAT IN THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER?" He growls, ready to fight Kageyama on the spot

Osamu and Suna come up, the rest of the team as well as Karsuno in toe

"Sumu stop! It was an accident! I hit my hand on the door as Tobio was coming out. He didn't do anything to me," you plead, looking at your boyfriend

His gaze is locked on Kageyama, arms possessively around you

"Sumu please-" you beg as he finally breaks his stare with Kageyama, looking down to see you smiling at him

He breaths in, looking back up to Kageyama before turning away and walking you to the bench

You sit down, Atsumu at your side as he gently grabs your hand and looks it over

He grabs a wrap and tape, making sure to be gentle as he bandages you up

He doesn't speak, still seething with anger

You don't say anything, waiting for him to cool down

When he finishes, he grabs your injured hand, turning it palm up and kisses it lightly

You meet his eyes and melt 🥺

"I love ya pretty girl, and I don't like anyone touching what's mine," he says, pulling you closer

"I love you too Sumu," you say back, giving him a light kiss before he returns to the court, his intense gaze reappearing as he narrows in on his target

Boy would I hate to be Kageyama right now 😅

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time to judge the prisoners let's go! the first pair is akio and aimi as always. i feel like i know what akio's trial 3 verdict is going to be but when it comes to aimi.. i'm not so sure.

Warnings for Akio's VD: descriptions of murder and violence (specifically hanging), a mention of a character throwing up.

Warnings for Akio's MV: toxic relationship themes, hanging

(sounds of footsteps)

Hinode: So.. Time to interrogate the first prisoner.

Hinode: Hopefully, I'll have enough energy to interrogate all ten of them, haha.

Miki: Well, if something happens, we can rely on Eiji-san.

Hinode: Um, Miki-san.. I'm not sure when Eiji-san will be able to join us-

Miki: But he will join us, right?

Hinode: .. Y-yeah, definitely.

Miki: So we have nothing to be worried about, right?

Miki: "I just.. hope that he will forgive me for voting Kei-san innocent."

(the door opens)

Hinode: Hello, Akio-san. I hope you're ready for your interrogation.

Hinode: How are you feeling-

Akio: I'd prefer it if we could just get started already.

Hinode: .. O-okay then.

Miki: "There's a screen on the wall.. Is Eiji-san supposed to appear on it?"

Miki: "There's probably a screen like that in every single cell then.."

(sounds of Hinode and Miki sitting down)

Miki: We'll start with a few questions that aren't related to your crime, but to your life in Milgram instead.

Miki: As we.. you know.. usually do.

Miki: What can you tell us about your condition?

Akio: .. It's fine. Definitely better than what it used to be, at least.

Akio: I can read and write again, but uh..

Akio: I still need help sometimes. My head still hurts a lot too.

Akio: .. Will I always have that scar there?

Hinode: Your injury was very serious, so I wouldn't be surprised if it did stay there for a while or even for the rest of your life.

Hinode: I'm still not sure how you got treated.. From what I've seen, that injury really was bad..

Hinode: Like.. How are you still alive?

Akio: ...

Hinode: O-oh, sorry, a weird question, I know, haha..

Akio: .. I actually don't know how much I have left.

Miki: Huh?

Akio: I mean, sure, maybe I feel better at the moment, but what if you vote me guilty again this time? 

Akio: If you punish me again, I.. 

Akio: ...

Akio: Yeah, I'll die for sure.

Hinode: Well, we can just make your punishment more psychological in nature, right? Also, let's not assume your future verdict for now. It's better if we don't make any predictions until we learn more about your crime and watch your video.

Akio: Heh, like a punishment like that would be any better.

Akio: .. Will my body still be like this if I'm able to get out?

Akio: H-how will I explain this to my parents..

Miki: "I've never thought about this actually.." 

Hinode: I'm sure that you'll be able to finally get actual help if you're able to leave. Let's be more optimistic about it.

Miki: "And we still don't know who exactly treated Miyagawa-san.."

Miki: "If this place has a doctor, shouldn't we know about them? And why didn't they help us during the second trial?"

Miki: "Oh, right."

Miki: Miyagawa-san, do you remember anything about the person who treated your injury? 

Akio: Um.. I wouldn't say I was fully conscious when it happened and I couldn't open my eyes, but I think I heard someone talking.

Akio: I think it was a man's voice. Probably around, uh..

Akio: This guy's age.

Hinode: M-my name is Hinode-

Akio: Whatever.

Miki: "So, a man in his twenties.."

Miki: "It's a shame that Miyagawa-san couldn't see what he looked like, I wonder if he's actually very attractive-"

Miki: ".. This personality trait of mine is getting annoying."

Miki: Ah, do you remember what he was talking about, Miyagawa-san?

Akio: I think he was just mostly talking to himself?.. Just rambling about stuff.

Akio: He probably assumed that I was completely unconscious, so he felt like he could talk about anything he wanted.

Akio: .. I remember him saying something about the prison guards though. 

Miki: Prison guards?..

Hinode: So.. He was talking about us, huh?..

Akio: Maybe. I have no idea, my memories are really blurry.

Akio: .. Can we talk about my murder already?

Miki: Oh, uh, s-sure, but..

Miki: .. Don't you want to talk about the other prisoners too? Like, what's your relationship with-

Akio: How is it supposed to be related to my murder? You're here to solve it, or what?

Hinode: Your current relationships can say a lot about your past, so-

Akio: Stop trying to sound smart, nobody cares. 

Hinode: O-okay.

Akio: .. My relationship with Riku is better now. That's all I'm going to say.

Miki: "He's calling him by his first name.."

Miki: "Wait, didn't he-"

Miki: ".. I should ask him about that."

Miki: Thank you for saving him, Miyagawa-san. Even though you've almost died because of what he said to you, you still saved his life. 

Miki: Hehe, you really are a good person.

Akio: Shut up.

Miki: ".. Maybe he felt guilty about his murder and that's why he tried to save someone's life?.."

Miki: What about your relationship with Hanasaki-san? Are you still close?

Akio: .. She's been acting weird lately. I do not like that.

Miki: "Weird"? What do you mean?

Akio: You know exactly what I'm talking about. I mean, she doesn't talk to anyone except you nowadays.

Akio: It's like she's obsessed with you or something.

Hinode: Just like your accomplice was obsessed with you?

Akio: !

Akio: .. So we're gonna talk about that, huh.

Akio: Okay, bring it on.

Hinode: So, if we were to tell the story of your crime..

Hinode: There were three main characters: your accomplice, Saito Arata-san, your victim, Kitami Chise-san, and well, of course, you. 

Hinode: You were in charge of all the planning when it came to the murder and you also were the one who really hated Chise-san, meanwhile Arata-san was the one who did all the dirty work. A king would never kill someone with his own hands, he needs an executioner for that, right?

Akio: .. Are you making fun of me?

Hinode: But then, something went wrong between you and Arata-san. Perhaps it was some kind of argument? Maybe one of you didn't like the plan so much? Maybe one of you suddenly felt sorry for Chise-san?

Hinode: Maybe something went wrong in the middle of the murder?

Akio: ...

Hinode: Actually, Miki-san, I'm surprised you and Eiji-san never asked Akio-san about this very important part of his murder.

Miki: Huh? What are you talking about-

Hinode: I'm talking about the murder method.

Hinode: How exactly did you plan to kill him, Akio-san?

Akio: .. I'm sure you saw something like that in my videos. I mean, they're supposed to show my murder, right?

Miki: "I remember seeing something like that in his second video.. What was it.."

Miki: ".. Oh."

Miki: Miyagawa-san, this might be a weird question, but..

Miki: .. Did Kitami-san die by hanging?

Akio: !

Akio: W-wait.. Y-you really saw it?

Miki: There was a lot of.. hanging symbolism in one of your videos. 

Hinode: Fitting for someone who saw himself as a king of his class. It's a pretty popular execution method, after all.

Akio: I-I.. I didn't think you'd actually.. see it..

Hinode: There's one thing that really bothers me though.

Hinode: Akio-san, why exactly did you go with hanging as your murder method?

Akio: ...

Akio: I thought it was.. easy to do.

Akio: Like.. we just needed a rope and a stool and that's all..

Hinode: Hmm, I'm sure there must be more to it.

Hinode: You really hated Chise-san, right? So why go easy on him?

Hinode: If you do it right, hanging is supposed to be quick, right? You know, neck snaps, ouch!.. And that's it, you're dead.

Hinode: Like, that's one of the reasons why it's such a popular execution method. Like, we're killing someone, but we're doing it so quickly, they won't realize what happened to them! We're so nice!

Hinode: .. I just don't understand why a king like you would go with an execution method like that.

Akio: .. I-

Hinode: Also, there was this scene in your second video..

Hinode: Like I've said, hanging is supposed to be quick. But..

Hinode: What did Chise-san look like, Akio-san?

Akio: Huh? Why do you need to know-

Hinode: Answer the question, please. This is an interrogation, after all.

Akio: .. Blond hair, dark pink eyes. Freckles. A stupid smile of his that always looks way too wide and annoying.

Hinode: Oh, so that's who we saw in that video.

Akio: !

Akio: Wh-

Akio: What are you-

Miki: So that boy really was Kitami-san..

Hinode: Then answer me this, Akio-san.

Hinode: If hanging is supposed to be quick and painless, why could we see so many bloody marks on his neck?

Akio: .. Ah..

Akio: I.. I-it..

Miki: Are you okay, Miyagawa-san?

Akio: I-it wasn't.. 

Akio: *stands up* IT WASN'T MY FAULT, OKAY?!

Akio: I'VE TOLD HIM THAT WE SHOULD BE CAREFUL, THAT WE SHOULD DO EVERYTHING ACCORDING TO MY PLAN, BUT HE DIDN'T LISTEN!

Akio: IT WAS ALL HIS IDEA! IT WAS HIS FAULT! HIS FAULT, HIS FAULT, HIS FAULT, HIS FAULT-

Miki: P-please calm down, Miyagawa-san, you're still injured-

Akio: ..  My head hurts. *sits down*

Hinode: So, by "his fault".. You mean Arata-san, right?

Akio: .. Yes.

Hinode: What did Arata-san do? 

Akio: .. W-we didn't just kill him.  

Akio: We, uh..

Akio: W-we tortured him.

Miki: You what??

Hinode: This boy committed murder, but you draw the line at torture?

Miki: N-no, it's just-

Akio: I-it was my idea too. Arata went along with it.

Akio: It's like he looked.. excited, even.

Akio: When Chise woke up, the rope was already on his neck. He started to panic and try to get the rope off, but then Arata made the stool shake and Chise quickly stopped.

Akio: He wasn't hanging exactly, he was just standing on it, but one wrong move could cost him his life.

Akio: A-and then I..

Akio: I-I started to taunt him and.. 

Akio: H-he never was the brightest student in class, so I just continued to ask him questions and make him solve problems and told him that if he keeps giving me the wrong answers, w-we will kill him.

Miki: ...

Miki: .. You're messed up, Miyagawa-san.

Hinode: So what happened after?

Akio: .. Arata moved the stool. Chise's neck did not break.

Akio: He continued to try to get the rope off his neck. He kept trying to say something.

Akio: .. T-this went for at least five minutes-

(sounds of Akio throwing up)

Miki: Miyagawa-san!

(sounds of Miki's footsteps)

Miki: Hinode-san, do you have anything-

Hinode: Here, you can wipe it off with this.

Hinode: So.. A botched execution, huh?

Miki: Hinode-san, thanks for helping. Now shut up, please.

Akio: T-this.. This is what I meant when I said that it never was m-my fault..

Akio: H-he told me he has experience with it.. T-that it really will be quick and painless..

Miki: "Experience with it?! So Miyagawa-san ended up here, but that guy didn't?!"

Akio: T-that's why I ran away right after w-we were done.. I-I couldn't even look at him anymore after that..

(bell rings, machinery sounds)

Miki: Miyagawa-san, before we extract your video, please answer one question. You can go and rest after this.

Akio: Wow, that's so nice of you, haha..

Miki: .. I noticed that you usually call everyone by their last names, but when it comes to people you're close with, you call them by their first names.

Miki: Like you called Hanasaki-san by her last name at first, but after she saved you, you started to call her by her first name.

Miki: So I just wanted to ask..

Miki: Why are you calling your victim "Chise" even though you claim you hated him?

Akio: ...

Akio: .. Isn't that for you to figure out?

Akio: You already got the murder method and my reaction to his death. You don't have to be a genius like me to put all these things together.

Miki: .. I see. Thank you.

Miki: Hinode-san- Ah, he's asleep.

Miki: Well then..

Miki: Prisoner 001, Akio, please sing your sins. 

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[ Akio's Trial 3 MV: Experiment: Failed ]

The video starts with showing us that Akio is sitting in some kind of lab and working on his computer, he's even dressed up as some kind of scientist. He is going through the files he has on his computer and suddenly notices something suspicious in one of them. But before he can open it, he gets distracted because Arata walks up to him, offers him some coffee and smiles at him. He seems to be a scientist working here too. 

"I'm the one who planned this, so trust me, it's gonna be fine

I'm the expert in this field, nothing can go wrong

This is what I tell myself every morning or otherwise I'll break down

Only your smile can keep me sane, so just stay here, it's gonna be fine"

Akio just sighs and accepts the coffee and forgets about the file. 

The video cuts to Akio explaining something to Arata and writing something on a chalkboard. Arata stands up and starts writing something on it too. Akio seems to disagree with him and starts correcting him. After a playful fight, they seem to finally agree on something and they shake their hands. 

"I'm the smart one here, the "genius child", that's what they call me

You're the strong one here, nothing scares you, that's what you've told me

Let's work together, I'll do the planning, you'll do the killing-

Oh, what did I just say? Well, whatever, it's just our secret code for.."

When they walk away, we can see the chalkboard better and we see that they've actually been playing Hangman all this time. 

Arata is now the one doing all the explaining and he seems to be very passionate about it. Akio is listening to him very intently and he can't stop staring at him. 

"I know there must be something deeply wrong with you, I can see it in your eyes

But I can't help but feel curious, let me put your messed up brain in a jar

I wasn't born to solve love problems, so let's just hope the answer isn't "Break up""

When you look closer, you can notice that one of his eyes is slowly becoming more pink, meanwhile the other one is becoming more green. But it looks like Arata has some work for Akio to do and he drops a stack of papers on his desk. 

"Solve the problem! You know the answer! Good job! I love you, love you, you can do it!

I can't concentrate with those words playing in my head!

Well, whatever, I know I'll get the best grade in loving you anyway

So keep looking at me, keep saying I'm a genius, please praise me once more"

Before Akio can say anything, Arata places his hand on his chin and looks him in the eyes. Akio blushes a bit and nods reluctantly. Right after that Arata walks away from him, not even taking a single look at him. Akio has no choice but to get to work.

On the next day, it looks like Akio spent the entire night working. He wakes up because he can hear someone talking and suddenly, Arata opens the door and Akio can see that Arata is not alone. He has brought Chise with him and the blond boy looks very excited to be here and he keeps looking around. 

For some reason, Akio looks terrified, but he tries to stay calm after Chise looks at him and gives him a smile. Chise's smile seems to be very different from Arata's and it feels more warm and sincere, meanwhile Arata's is simply more polite. 

"No, why did you do this? We're not ready yet, how am I supposed to act in this situation?

You don't know the whole truth, you don't know what happened between me and-"

Akio tries to look away from him and notices the way Arata is staring at both of them. He doesn't look pleased. Akio clenches his hands and nods and Arata looks to be happy with Akio agreeing to do something. 

"No, I can't turn back now. What's done is done, I'll do the planning, you'll do the-"

Akio continues to work on his computer meanwhile Arata seems to be testing some kind of machine on Chise and Chise doesn't mind, it actually looks like he's having fun. 

"An innocent victim? No, just a test subject, just another experiment

He's not that pure, that's what I want to believe

He'll fight back if he wants, don't let him fool you

Do whatever you want with him, I don't care at all"

Akio can't help but keep looking at them and then he remembers about the weird file and finally decides to check what's inside of it. Once he clicks on it, the computer screen suddenly goes red and the same happens to all the computers in the lab. 

"Ah, I knew this plan was a bad idea from the start

Even geniuses like me make mistakes sometimes, okay?!

I just got a bit too confident, I got lost in my pride

I beg you, don't point at me and call me an idiot"

Akio starts panicking and he runs to the machine that Arata was testing and it looks like the thing is malfunctioning. Akio tries to help Chise, but Arata puts his hand on his shoulder and once again, gives him a smile. 

"But you still tell me:

Solve the problem! You know the answer! Good job! I love you, love you, you can do it!

I can't concentrate with those words playing in my head!

Please comfort me, tell me everything's gonna be fine

I'm not going to be punished for my stupidity, right?"

Akio lets Chise's hand go and even tries to force a laugh and pretend everything is fine. 

But then, the whole "illusion" of a lab shatters and we're brought back to reality. Akio blinks and he sees that they're not in this super cool laboratory, but in a dark and creepy basement. He sees that this whole time they weren't testing a machine on Chise. They were actually trying to hang him. 

"It really was a bad idea from the start

Good boys like me aren't made for murder

Sorry for making you stain your hands like this

I'll lick all the blood off if it makes you feel better"

We can't see what happened to Chise in all the detail, but we can see his legs and his neck and there appear to be strange red marks on it. Even when most of his body can be seen, we can't make it out that well because of how dark the basement is and we can't see his face at all.

"Something went wrong, totally wrong

Something went wrong, oh so totally wrong

I admit my mistake, but don't punish me for it

It's too embarrassing for a king like me to beg for forgiveness"

Akio falls on the floor and covers his mouth with his hand and it looks like he's trying to calm himself down and pretend everything is okay again, but then he looks at Arata, hoping he can comfort him and to his horror, Arata can't stop staring at Chise's corpse and laughing. When Arata turns back to Akio, he looks way too excited for someone who just murdered an innocent person. 

"You are the problem! I know the answer! You did the job! I hate you, hate you, I can't do it!

I can't concentrate with those words playing in my head!

So let me run away from you like a coward would

Just to get obsessed with you later again"

He tries to grab Akio's hand, but Akio pushes him away and looks terrified. Akio runs away and leaves the house. It's raining outside and he keeps running until he trips and falls and sees a paper crown lying on the ground. It's in a terrible condition because of the rain and it has some dirt on it too, but Akio still reaches to grab it. It's in his hands now and Akio looks at it and smiles. It's a sad smile, but still, a smile.

"Maybe, one day, I will be noticed

Maybe, one day, I will be recognized

Maybe, one day, someone will smile at me again

Maybe, one day, I won't need anyone's praise anymore"

He continues to lie on the ground as more and more rain drops fall on the paper crown. The video ends.

#oh boy! we're sure starting strong! #sometimes i think about how none of this would have happened if akio was straight /lh #🎤 voice dramas! 🎤 #🌼guard 002: andou miki 🌼 #❤️‍🩹 guard 003: kuroki hinode ❤️‍🩹 #👑prisoner 001: miyagawa akio👑 #milgram #milgram oc #milgram project #ocgram