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f10werfae · 2 years

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Chris Evans Dad Scenarios #5

pairing: Dad!Chris Evans x Mom!Reader

summary: EVEN MORE adventures of Chris taking on one of his best roles yet, a father

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Dad!Chris Gets hella jealous at the game

(Y/n's P.O.V)

The loving cool spring air was refreshing especially while watching my 5 (and 3/4, it counts) year old run after the ball with all his might, his tiny legs carrying him from one end of the pitch to the other. Leo was definitely a little ball of joy, his excited laughs and shouts being 'awed' by the other moms on the team. All of us standing per usual at the fence closest to the pitch, cameras out constantly at the ready.

The dads had made it their thing to bring camping chairs and just sit back a bit behind us. Usually bringing juice boxes or bottles of water to the game, with the occasional barbecue going on. I sighed feeling a slight kick to my stomach, baby girl always gets active when we’re at football, almost as if she’s here to support her big brother. I rubbed over the soft cotton fabric of my white maternity dress, thumps following my hands wherever they went.

“Ya alright Y/n, you look like you’re boutta pop” Janice commented looking at me with a smile on her face, she had become one of my closest friends ever since our sons started playing for the same soccer team.

“I know right? But i’m only 8 months along, so 1 more to go, hopefully she doesn’t come too early”

(Chris' P.O.V)

Sitting in my camping chair I couldn’t help admire my wife standing a few metres in front of me, her hair flowing freely, her face glowing and her hand cupping the bottom of her bump. God she just looks ethereal right now.

She turned her head back round to me, only for me to send her a wink causing her face to go all red and blushy.

“Hey Chris man, not to burst your bubble or anythin' but that guy from the other team keeps eyein' up Y/n”

Anthony whispered, his head indirectly nodding towards a random dad from the opposing team. His eyes very obviously trained onto my wife, his buddies slapping his back laughing as they waved their hands to imitate slapping someones ass.

“The fahk?” I whispered, Y/n oblivious to what was going on decided to walk back towards me, with her famous penguin waddle. A gorgeous smile gracing her lips as I offered her my water bottle without a word.

Spreading my legs a bit I patted my thigh,

“C'mon babe, sit right here. Know baby bub has got you all tired out”

(Y/n's P.O.V)

Looking at my husband’s handsome ass face, how could I even say no? Sitting down onto his lap I leant back into his chest, Chris now taking off his baseball cap to put it onto my head, the smell of his woody cologne overtaking my senses in the best way possible.

“Leo is playin so well out there baby, he’s definitely our kid” I joked leaning my head onto Chris' shoulder, my eyes closing peacefully

(Chris’ P.O.V)

“Oh baby he’s an Evans, course he’s talented” I laughed rubbing my hand up and down her back, feeling her physically relax into my touch.

Turning over to look at the random dad from earlier, I now could see him stealing multiple glances, clearly not happy at what he was having to see. Smiling fake at him, I watched him scoff and shake his head before facing the pitch again. Damn I knew my wife was beautiful but I did not sign up for this.

“What a bastard”

“What was that Chrissy?”

“Nothin babe, you just relax yeah?”

A few seconds later the referee blew her whistle signifying the end of the match, all the kids screaming and rushing to their parents. I watched out for Leo, his vibrant red soccer uniform coming closer towards us. His wild tufts of hair and big eyes became more visible, his toothy smile brightening up everything else around him

“DADDY DID YA SEE ME KICK THE BALL” He said excitedly, his arms waving about the place trying to show the way he kicked the ball about.

“Ya kiddin? Of course I did. You scored the first goal like the Evans you are” I said scoffing at his statement, feeling Y/n shift slightly in my arms, a small smile on her face as she ruffled Leo's hair and brought him into her arms between my legs. All of us now embracing lazily in this camp chair.

- Chris' little girl is growing up

(Y/n's P.O.V)

“Dada I wanna mawry Peter pan” I heard my daughter Eleanore swoon, her eyes glued to the T.V as the red headed cartoon flew about on the screen. Her giggles making me smile as she cuddled into Chris' chest, his lips pursing as he looked on disapprovingly.

“No boyfriends till you’re 40” He said coldly, Eleanore instantly whining and jumping out of his arms, walking towards me on the other sofa, cuddling into my chest hiding her face

“Wha- hey baby, you really gonna leave daddy over here without his baby?” Chris whined jokingly, clutching his heart dramatically dying.

“Mama I can mawry Peter pan right?” She asked looking up at me with her doe eyes, gosh how could I say no to them. Nodding at her I smoothed down her crazy hair, seeing Chris shake his head laughing in the background

“See dada, mama said I can”

She replied sassily blowing a raspberry towards Chris, her face instantly falling when Chris stuck his tongue out to fake die, Eleanore clambering to get off the sofa and run to her daddy.

“Dada wake up, me no wanna mawry Peter anymore” She whimpered cupping his face with her small hands, Chris opening one eye “really?”

“Mhm I stay wif you and mama forever” She said latching on around his neck, Chris chuckling picking her up and turning off the T.V,

“Hey where you going with our daughter?”

“She deserves a cookie after that answer bub”

- Daddy duty calls

(Y/n's P.O.V)

“babe where’s Elliana” I heard Chris ask coming out to the back yard, where I sat with my juice and new novel. The beautiful summer sun casting down enough warmth that I was able to wear a sports bra and shorts.

“Our baby is over there” I laughed nodding to the other side of the porch where Elliana's baby mat was.

It was too warm today so all she had on was a diaper, something she took advantage of, so she was wreaking havoc everywhere she went knowing she had nothing to get dirty.

I looked over to see her using Dodger as a back rest as she leant on him, holding up her own bottle as she drank away, her other hand reaching up for Chris’

“Aww pumpkin are you relaxin with Dodger and momma?” Chris asked sweetly sitting down beside them on the soft play mat, our soft curled bundle of joy tottered away from Dodger and decided to collapse onto Chris' lap.

“Baba?” Elliana asked holding up her now empty bottle, her eyes widened naturally with a small pout on her lips.

“N' here I thought you wanted to cuddle with dada” Chris scoffed setting Elliana back down by Dodger, heading inside along with her now empty bottle. A small laugh leaving me at my daughter's antics.

“Oh baby you are so smart, got daddy wrapped round your lil finger” I cooed getting up and picking up Elliana, her arms holding onto me as I put her onto my hip.

“You wanna sit with mama?” I asked watching her nod, her attention clearly on all the birds currently singing away on the trees in our yard. Her curious eyes darting all over the place as I sat her down beside me on the swinging porch bench, her body leaning onto mine as the both of us were basically laying down.

“One baba per request” Chris sighed coming out to hand Elliana her bottle, his hands resting on his hips watching her take her first sip.

“Is that good enough for you little lady?”

“Mhm baba dada” Elliana said passing her bottle back to her daddy, Chris then scooped up the little thing and put her to lay in his arms; his hands holding up the bottle for her as she drank away. Her little hands holding onto Chris' fingers,

“She really has me wrapped around her finger doesn’t she” Chris whispered out, Elliana's eyes slowly lidding closed

“Mhm she has Dodger the same way too, she’s a clever little girl. Gets it from me of course” I laughed brushing my hand through my husband’s hair, his head leaning on my shoulder, Elliana peacefully asleep in his arms despite it only being 2pm.

- Stepdad Chris comes to the rescue

(Y/n's P.O.V)

Today was the first day of the fall fair, so as tradition our little family was going to its opening. With little 6 month James strapped to my chest, we walked around the fair filled with rides, food and kids. My 6 year old Leanne held onto my hands shyly, she was exactly like me, introverted to the core.

My husband Chris on the other hand musta been on a sugar high, buzzing about the fair like a kid at a toy store.

I met Chris a few years ago when he came into the hospital I worked at, and it just went on from there. Leanne was 2 at the time so she basically grew up around him, her biological father not being in the picture. Although I did know she struggled a bit when we decided to relocate to Boston, something Chris and I had discussed for a while.

“Ya aright baby?” I asked swinging Leanne and I's hands back and forth, slowly following Chris when he moved from stall to stall.

“Mhm i’m ok mommy” Her quiet voice said, a small smile resting on my face as she squeezed onto my hand tighter. Chris finally stopped at a darts table, a selection of ginormous toys surround and hanging on the table, Leanne's eyes sparkling at them making me giggle.

“What about this one hey?” Chris asked looking at us

“I wanna big monkey daddy” Leanne said pointing up at the huge pink fluffy gorilla hanging by the other prizes, this was one of the few times she’d ever asked Chris for anything; any other time he’d just get it for her without her even asking.

“Alright baby, daddy’s gonna get it for ya” He said handing over money to the attendant, grasping the darts tightly and hitting every single balloon perfectly, looks like his practice at home really came in handy.

“That pink gorilla please” Chris said smiling smugly, watching on as the man took it down and handed it straight to Leanne, the massive thing was practically double her size.

(2 Weeks Later)

“Babe we gotta get her back on pillows” Chris whispered as we peeked into Leanne's room, she has started to use the gorilla as a portable bed. Over the week she had also put on a captain America shirt on it, a secret between us is that this is her way of keeping Chris around even when he is away.

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symphonic-scream · 1 year

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So uh here's some Okujima slash Makoharu from my Chaos Arcana swap

They're were classmates back in middle school, not really friends but two quiet kids who'd spend time together. Little Makoto had the biggest baby gay crush on Haru, so she was hella awkward around her as well

In their first year both became very isolated due to Kamoshida's meddling. Haru wasn't getting close to people out of fear that he'd stay true to his word and use his info to destroy her dad's company, and everyone was avoiding Makoto to avoid similar rumours spreading about them

Makoto sees Haru as they pass in the halls over the years and. Just like with the other girls she knows Kamoshida is tricking, she wishes she could do something to put an end to it, to get rid of that hollow look in their eyes

And she does get her chance, when an odd, tall, thin boy comes to their school. People say he killed someone, that he robbed a bank, they say lots of things. But he wants to help, and is the first person to stand by her side

Now one thing about Makoto is she's smart. Very, very smart. However, all that goes down the drain when she gets all bullheaded towards what's right and makes the dumbest fucking decisions ever, throwing herself in the way of danger

Like when she hears a soft voice begging someone else to "stay away, no- no, please -" instinct takes over and she's sprinting down the halls, bursting into the PE faculty office and shoving Kamoshida into his own desk

For the first time, someone has come to Haru's aid, realized the hell she's been living in and come to smash a hole in the ceiling so she can crawl her way free. And sure, all three are going to be expelled over it, but- for the first time in years she doesn't feel like just a doll

Though. Neither Makoto or Yusuke want her to help them take him down. They're secretive about their methods, and is that a bird in Yusuke's bag?? Oh well. If they won't let her repay them then she'll follow them and force them to let her help

And so a Phantom Thief team is born. Haru- or Eros- is always super diligent about using healing spells on Makoto -Knight- just, walking up to her after a fight and laying a gentle hand on her arm or shoulder, giving her a soft little smile

And gay disaster Knight turns bright red, every time

They make a good team, even deciding to keep going after Kamoshida. There's more people they can save, more good they can bring into the world

(okay time to backtrack a little bit for a small intermission of Makoharu moments I have thought up that happen during the Kamoshida arc)

On rainy days, Makoto is often seen without her leather jacket, instead wearing a damp flannel shirt over her uniform shirt. At the same time, Haru can be found with said jacket draped over her shoulders or head, protecting her from the rain

Likewise, some days up on the roof, the two will be seen sharing a Bento. Some days Makoto would have neglected to bring lunch while avoiding her sister in the apartment, or Haru simply forgot while doing other tasks while her father was away

(anyways. Back on track. More under the break I worry about this one maybe getting too long)

Okay let's get Madarame up in this house! So this is when Futaba joins the group, and instead of being an artist, Madarame is like. A software developer or he claims to be one

Madarame Tech is unveiling a new ai help thing for their devices that they call "Wakaba". She is set to be unveiled at a local department store, and in the mean time they're showing off their new game console and PC line and shit. So like. Their mini E3 kinda

Futaba sees the gang on the subway and is caught taking photos of Haru- in reality she liked her aesthetic and was adding it to her folder of inspirations for like. Aesthetic lines for the tech shit I guess?? Idk. However she's a little shit and says she's interested in a. Different way.

This kick-starts that whole plot and starts making Makoto simmer. She doesn't want to see Haru get used again like before, so alarm bells are going off. Especially since she's accepted her feelings have resurfaced and has been trying (awkwardly) to make her move

Okay and then the "nude painting" scene. In exchange for not turning them in to the police right away for accusing Madarame, Futaba claims she wants to just. "touch some tits". Claims she wants to become a hero in her Discord server. I like to write Futaba as asexual so she's bluffing hard, thinking they won't say yes

She's mainly focused on Haru, who seems like she's going to agree in order to save the mission. And that's when Protective, Stupid Makoto steps in

Long story short Makoto and Futaba are playing "boob chicken" until Goro (bird boy) picks the lock and Madarame comes home and reveals yeah he's been using Futaba to finish her mom's programs that he killed her for haha whoops

Anyways they fall into the metaverse and they're about to see Futaba awaken as Python with her persona but first, gay

When Knight lands on the ground, Eros runs over to her. Shes been worrying the whole time, talking Yusuke's ear off about how she hopes Makoto is safe and doesn't have to actually do anything and shit- anyways she checks her over to make sure she's fine, calls her stupid for volunteering, Knight tries to defend her stupidity but oop-

Eros kisses her

...and kisses her again

Goro: are they seriously like, practically making out right now?

Yusuke: this is beautiful

Futaba: what the hell is happening

And bam they're gay from there. Makoto climbs through Haru's window some nights after sneaking out of her and Sae's apartment, ditches classes early to meet Haru at her class to go get lunch

Makoto is a little awkward always, but she's affectionate and making heart eyes always. Maybe a little handsy but she just. Shes feeling loved and loving so it can be excused. Haru also is not complaining so the only complaints are from Goro. And Futaba. And Hifumi. And Kasumi eventually.

When everyone goes to Hawaii, Makoto and Haru both volunteer to go on the trip as third years and are excited about sharing a room in Hawaii and spending time together

...yeah that doesn't happen. There's a room error and some teachers have to join student rooms and. Since Sae and Makoto are sisters. Sae joins her and Haru in their room.

So instead of a romantic getaway, Makoto has to share a hotel bed with her sister who steals the sheets and snores and keeps her up all night

But she and Haru do cuddle on the beach a bit. Throw a towel over an umbrella for a spell, allowing Makoto to catch up on her rest while holding her gf

And then of course the Sacrifice fake death bit. Emotions, angst, more kissing, classic stuff

Oh and for second semester Makoto has a whole crisis about realizing she wouldn't be able to get into college with Haru like she wanted to if she didn't clean up her act a little and starts wearing proper uniform. Her grades were still good so she has a chance

The day she gets her acceptance letter, the same day Haru gets hers, they open them together and they're so fucking excited cause they both got in, holy shit. They sign up to room together and man they're excited to share a dorm

Anyways yeah. Uhm. Them. Please ask me more about this I wanna talk more about this

#chaos arcana swap #makoto niijima #haru okumura #makoharu #okujima

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crowleesi · 2 years

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Take On Me | Eddie Munson x OC | Part Five

♡ part one ♡ | ♡ part two ♡ | ♡ part three ♡ | ♡ part four ♡

summary: Blake Walker and Eddie Munson are worlds apart, but when she finds herself in detention with the high school “freak”, she realises that he isn’t the monster people had always made him out to be.

word count: 4.7k

warnings: some explicit language and hella fluff!

author's note: i absolutely loved writing this chapter! it was one of the first ideas i had when coming up with my fic and i'm so happy to finally be sharing it ♡

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By the time Eddie pulled up on Blake's street, it was dark, save for the streetlights casting a warm glow along the road. He shut off the engine, and Blake unbuckled her seatbelt, reluctant to get out of the van and have this day end. Since leaving the forest, she’d thought about the conversation she’d overheard at Gareth’s house, unable to stop thinking about what Eddie had said; when Grant had asked him if he was into her, he’d said it didn’t matter.

Deep down, she desperately hoped that it doesn’t matter actually meant yes.

"Blake?" Eddie said, cutting through the silence and pulling her out of her thoughts. She looked at him, and he rubbed the back of his neck. "Do you wanna come to our show on Tuesday?" Her lips curled into a smile and she shifted slightly to face him.

"Really?" He chuckles.

"What I said earlier, about only playing for drunk dudes?" He says, and she nods. "Yeah I wasn't kidding.” She giggles, and he cracks a smile, shuffling to face her. “We don't really draw a crowd or anything, other than some friends that come to watch us play sometimes. But it's fun, y'know?" She beams at him.

"I'd love to." She says, and he smiles sheepishly down at his hands in his lap.

"Cool." She bites her lip, glancing down at her hands in her lap, playing with the hem of her shorts.

"Thank you for an amazing day," she says after a moment, and he looks at her.

“Amazing, huh?” He asks with a grin, and she nods. He holds her gaze, and before she can think about it too much, she leans over and presses a kiss to his cheek. Her lips linger for a moment before she pulls back, cheeks flushed and heart beating a little faster.

God, he smells amazing, she thinks. His skin is so soft.

She tries to hide the smile that was fighting to spread across her face, and grabs her bag from the footwell as she opens the door. Eddie watches her climb down, shutting the door behind her and leaning on the rolled down window.

“Night, Eddie.” She says, and he swallows hard.

“Night,” Is all he can muster, and she lingers for a moment before stepping back, and turning to her house.

Eddie remains frozen in his seat, mouth agape and still feeling her lips on his cheek.

♡

On Tuesday night, Blake had spent hours trying to figure out what to wear; she didn't own anything alternative, and the best she could do was a fitted, cropped white t-shirt, a skirt, a dark navy oversized denim jacket and her usual converse. She’d told her parents she was going to hang out with Robin and Steve, as she was sure they wouldn't approve of her going to a bar on a school night.

Thankfully her dad had managed to get her car fixed over the weekend, so she drove herself to the bar where Eddie had promised he'd wait outside for her. She pulls up in the parking lot out front, and as soon as she shuts off the engine and gets out of the car, she can hear loud music blaring from inside the bar and her heart starts to race.

There was something niggling at the back of her mind, an anxious thought she couldn’t shake. She was worried she wouldn’t fit in at a bar like this, that perhaps these other friends wouldn’t be as accepting as Gareth, Jeff and Grant. She knew that people didn’t think she and Eddie made sense - and perhaps being at this bar would just highlight that fact.

She took a few steps toward the bar, then paused. What if, when they see her in this environment, they realise how out of place she is in their world?

She turns back to her car - maybe this was a bad idea, she thinks - when she hears her name being called, and turns to find Eddie jogging towards her, guitar case in hand and clad in his trusty leather jacket which was layered over a red and black checked shirt and of course, his beloved ripped jeans. That shirt looked like heaven on him.

"Where you goin'?" He asks, and she hesitates.

"I was looking for you," she lies, and he grins.

"Well, you found me," he says, stepping aside and gesturing to the bar. "Shall we?" Her feet are glued to the ground, and she stares at the bright, neon sign above the entrance that reads The Hideout.

"Hey," Eddie says, shifting to her side, getting her attention. "You okay?" She looks up at him, and he's smiling, dimples and all. She melts a little.

"I'm…" she says. "I'm nervous." He cackles, shoving her shoulder playfully.

"It'll be fine!" He says confidently, switching his guitar case over to his other hand before holding his arm out to her. "Come on, let's do this." She hesitates but loops her arm through his own, giggling when he grins wickedly and pulls her toward the bar. He shoulders open the door, leading her through a dark corridor where the music was even louder than it was outside. Posters covered the painted brick walls, and dim lights in the ceiling barely illuminated the way.

“It’s just through here,” Eddie raises his voice, sliding his hand down to her own and lacing their fingers together as he turns a corner, leaning into another set of doors and shoving them open. Rock You Like A Hurricane by Scorpions greets them, blasting from speakers; it was dark, dingy and absolutely reeked of cigarettes and beer. It was everything Blake had expected. Eddie looks at her over his shoulder, eyes bright and grinning wildly, and she couldn’t help but return the gesture, relishing in the way his hand seemed to perfectly fit her own.

A bar was situated to the left side of the large room, and Blake was surprised to see so many people around. There were, as promised, a handful of random men drinking on their own dotted around the bar, but there were also small groups gathered around small tables. At the far side was what she assumed was the stage, but even that may have been a bit of a stretch; raised up only by about a foot, the platform held a drum kit and a microphone, with a few large amps either side.

Blake spots Jeff, Gareth and Grant sitting at a table with a handful of other people she didn’t recognise. When they notice Eddie coming towards them, they all call out his name and cheer and holler, to which he takes a bow.

"Greetings, assholes!" He yells over the music as he sets his guitar case down, to which he is met a mixture of laughter, middle fingers and varying obscenities. "I'd like to introduce my very good friend, Blake." He pulls her to his side, and Jeff, Gareth and Grant offer her their usual bright smiles - those she didn’t know greeted her, and she shyly waved to the friendly faces as they raised their beers to her.

Then, her eyes landed on a young woman who appeared to be anything but friendly; her eyes were fixed on Blake with an icy stare, her arms folded tightly across her chest. She had short blonde hair, striking blue eyes surrounded by dark makeup and had more piercings in her ears than Blake could count. She was dressed in alternative clothes, complete with fishnet tights and painted black nails, and Blake looked down at her own outfit, before stepping back, tugging on Eddie’s sleeve.

“You okay?” He asks, and she turns her back to his friends.

“I stick out like a sore thumb,” She says, despite the loud music. He gives her a once over, raising an eyebrow.

“No you don’t,” He laughed, and she shifted uncomfortably on her feet.

“Everybody’s dressed… different.” Eddie smiles, then shrugs off his leather jacket.

“Here,” He says, holding it out to her. “Put this on.” She considers him for a moment before taking off her denim jacket and handing it to Eddie, before quickly slipping her arms into his leather jacket. He steps back, arms open wide.

"Perfect." He turns to everyone. "Doesn't she look great?" He asks, and she groans, hiding her face in her hands. With a hearty laugh, he guides her over to the table and ushers her into the seat beside Jeff.

She learned that the unfriendly young woman was called Nova, who had ignored Blake when she tried to say hello. Conversation around the table resumed and she found herself tucked into Eddie’s side, his arm over the back of her chair. He was loud, unabashed and unashamedly himself; this was the version of him she loved to see, and every now and then he'd bump his knee into hers, or lean in a little closer for just a moment. Though she felt entirely out of place, it was comforting being so close to his side.

After a short while, it was time for Corroded Coffin to play their set. Blake had sat patiently while they quickly set up, sipping on her Mountain Dew and politely answering any questions Eddie’s other friends had for her. She’d decided that she liked the others - she was losing track of names, but they were funny and welcoming - though she wished Nova would stop acting as though she didn’t exist.

What was her problem?

Eddie’s guitar split through the bar, and Blake turned excitedly towards the stage, her smile lighting up her face as she watched them play. They sounded so much better than they had in Gareth’s garage, and she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself when she realised that Eddie really wasn’t kidding when he said they didn’t draw much of a crowd; the space in front of the stage was sparse, with a handful of drunks clumsily bobbing their heads and raising their beer bottles as they shuffled around the floor.

Blake just couldn’t stop smiling. It really didn't matter that there wasn't a huge crowd, that they didn't have much of an audience, because they looked like they were having the time of their lives. She felt a little burst of pride, bobbing her knees to the beat, eyes fixed on Eddie, his fingers expertly dancing over the frets of his guitar. She offered him a little wave when he looked over, and he grinned brightly at her.

Then, Nova came to sit beside her, and Blake sat up a little straighter.

"So you're Eddie's latest, huh?" She yells above the music. Blake frowned.

"Excuse me?" Nova smirked, looking over at Eddie.

"Don't worry, he brings all kinds of girls to his shows." Blake stares at her. Nova brings her gaze back to her, and smiles cruelly. "You're not the first and you won't be the last." Then, she made a point to run her eyes up and down Blake's body.

"You're not his usual type, I'll give you that," she continues. "I guess he's experimenting."

And with that, any ounce of joy left within Blake was gone. Her heart was sinking in her chest, and she felt her cheeks burning. Nova sang along to their music, returning to her seat with the others and Blake sat alone for the rest of the set, staring blankly at the stage.

When they wrapped up, Nova immediately got to her feet and headed over to the stage, high fiving Grant, Gareth and Jeff before throwing herself at Eddie, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him. Blake's heart stopped, and her mouth went dry when Eddie's hands were on her hips. Tears burned her eyes as she grabbed her bag and jacket, getting to her feet, making to leave the bar.

"Hey, where you goin'?" One of Eddie's friends called out, but she clenched her jaw and wiped a stray tear from her cheek as she headed past them.

Over at the stage, Nova wrapped her arms around Eddie's neck and he placed his hands on her hips, gently pushing her off him.

"You were amazing, Eddie." Nova purred, sliding her hands down his arms before he backed away from her touch.

"Thanks," he said, looking over to the table in search of Blake, and stepped down off the stage.

"You guys see Blake anywhere?" He asks, and Nova's smile falls as Jeff nudges his shoulder.

"Eddie," he says, pointing to the doors, and Eddie turns just as Blake pulls them open and leaves. His brow knitted together, and immediately set after her, ignoring Nova's protests.

"Guys, what happened?" He asks as he passes the table, and they all shrug.

"No idea, she just grabbed her shit and bolted."

He eyed the seat she'd been occupying, and sure enough, her things were gone. He rushed over to the doors, yanking them open and slipping into the corridor. He narrowed his eyes in the darkness, but couldn't see her anywhere; he quickly made his way toward the entrance of the bar, pulling the door open.

Outside, it was just starting to rain, and Eddie scanned the parking lot until his eyes fell upon Blake, who was walking quickly away from him. He ran after her, calling her name, but she continued towards her car.

"Blake," he says again, breathing heavily as he catches up to her. She grabs her bag, fumbling through its contents, and he frowns. "Blake," he said again, reaching for her arm. As soon as his fingers brush her elbow, she yanks it away.

"Don't." She snaps, and he holds his hands up.

"Hey, hey," he says. "What's goin' on? Where are you going?" She could feel a hot tear slide down her cheek, mixing with the cool raindrops. She wipes it away and looks at him.

"Why did you invite me, Eddie?" She asks, and he frowns, confusion in his eyes.

"I wanted you to see the show, I-" he cuts himself off, shaking his head. "Blake, did something happen?" She bites her lip, willing the tears to stop as a horrible sinking feeling twisted itself around her gut.

"I don't fit in here," she says, and when his brow simply knits tighter together, she gestures to the bar as another tear slides down her cheek. "I don't fit in with your friends. I don't fit in with you." He stares at her, and she looks down at his jacket, and shrugs it off.

"Blake," he says, and she hands it back to him. "Where is this coming from?" He asks, and she sighs, shaking her head.

"Ask Nova." Eddie's face falls and with that, Blake unlocks her car door and gets in before he can say anything. She turns the ignition and he comes up to the window, knocking on it.

"Blake, wait," he says, and she grips the steering wheel. "Please don't go." It sounded more like a question, the softness in his words squeezing her heart, but she shifted the car into gear and drove away. Tears started falling freely down her face as she drove herself home, feeling as though her heart had stopped beating entirely.

Eddie watches her car disappear down the street, squeezing his jacket in his hands, before turning back to the bar as a cool, quiet anger begins to bubble in his stomach.

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When Blake finally arrives home, she feels completely drained. She sits in her car for a few minutes, breathing deeply and waiting for the tears to stop. She swallows the lump in her throat, quickly checking her reflection in the rear view mirror - it wasn't too obvious she'd been crying, thankfully - and got out of her car.

Her father was asleep in front of the TV when she stepped through the front door, and her mother was in the kitchen.

"Hey, sweetie," she greets from the fridge, setting a tub of leftovers inside. She frowns slightly when she looks at Blake, her daughter reaching by her to grab a bottle of water. "You okay?" She asks, and Blake paints a tight smile onto her lips.

"Fine," she lies, slipping passed her mom and heading for her room. "I'm going to bed."

"Blake," her mom calls, and she pauses, turning to her. "Are you sure you're okay?" She asks, and Blake sighs gently.

"I'm just tired," she says. Her mom considers her for a moment.

"Alright," she says. "Goodnight, honey."

She locks her bedroom door behind her, tossing her jacket and bag onto the floor and makes a beeline for her bathroom. She felt a little cold, the rain having left her hair and clothes damp, so she switched on the shower and got undressed.

She couldn't shake the look on Eddie's face from her mind. He looked devastated, and she felt sick knowing that she did that to him. She didn't want to hurt him - it was the last thing she'd ever want to do.

She blamed herself for misreading the signals between them; it was her fault for thinking there was something more between them, for hoping that maybe they could be more than just friends. She felt utterly foolish for thinking she could fit into his life, that what they shared was special. She supposed that deep down, she knew it was too good to be true.

But that didn't make it any easier. Nobody had ever made her feel the way he did, and it crushed her fucking heart to think that it couldn't work out. Tears sprang to her eyes once more, and she allowed herself to cry as the warm water cascaded over her.

She didn't know how long she was in the shower, but when she had finally shed enough tears, she switched off the water and wrapped herself up in a soft, fluffy towel. After drying herself off and slipping into her oversized t-shirt dress, she sat on her bed with a sigh, with only the sound of the heavy rain hammering down outside to fill the silence. Her kind was racing and she knew she didn't stand a hope in hell actually sleeping any time soon, so she turned on her small TV and switched out the lights.

An hour or so went by, and her parents had long since gone to bed. Blake was sitting on her bed, cuddling a soft pillow, when a sudden noise startled her. She froze, trying to figure out where it came from, when she heard it again and her eyes darted to her bedroom window. She held her breath, staring across her room, when the sound came a third time and she realised someone was knocking on her window.

She slowly moved off the bed, her heart thundering in her chest; she turned off the TV and switched on the bedside lamp, before cautiously pulling back the white laced netting.

Her entire body relaxed and she heaved a sigh when her eyes landed on Eddie, hair wet and sticking to his face. The warm glow from her bedroom lit up his face and he stared at her with those god damn puppy dog eyes, raindrops slowly running down his face. He tapped on the glass, eyes pleading, and she slid the window open about halfway.

"What are you doing here, Eddie?" She asks quietly, and he holds onto the bottom of the window frame.

"I need to talk to you, can I-" he cuts himself off, glancing back over the pouring rain before bringing his eyes back to her own. "Please?" He's looking at her so earnestly, so desperately, and she stares at him for a few moments before sighing and sliding her window all the way open, stepping back to give him some room. She grabs a blanket and places it under the window, and he hoists himself up, clumsily tumbling into her bedroom.

"Shit," he hisses, knocking into her bedside table, water dripping off him, and he steadies the lamp before standing upright and looking at her nervously.

"You're soaked." She says, going into her closet and pulling out a fresh towel. He takes it from her, mumbling his thanks, dabbing his face and ruffling his hair with the towel.

"Give me your jacket." She says, and he takes it off, handing it over and she hangs it up in her bathroom. She comes back out and he's slipped off his shoes, placing them on top of the blanket and setting the towel on top.

He stands upright, giving her a once over, his eyes softening.

"I talked to Nova," he says, bringing his eyes back up to her and Blake crosses her arms over her chest. "She told me what she said to you." Blake clenches her jaw, eyes fixed on the floor.

"You know she's full of shit, right?" He asks tentatively, and Blake sighs, sitting on her bed and tucking her legs under herself.

"I don't know. Is she?" She says, and Eddie quickly moves to the bed and sits beside her.

"Of course she is," he says. "Blake, c'mon." She feels stupid, and picks at a loose thread on her night dress.

"Hey," he says softly, taking her hands in his. "Look at me." She does, and immediately fucking melts under the gaze of his big brown eyes. They appeared so dark with just the bedside lamp casting a soft, dim glow over her room.

"I'm sorry for what she said," he says, and she sighs.

"You don't have to apologise." She says, and he gives her hands a squeeze. "I just… people think I don't fit in and-"

"Fuck 'em," he interrupts, and she raises her eyebrows. "I'm serious," he says. "Fuck anyone that makes you feel that way. I don't give a shit if anyone thinks we don't fit together, 'cause I do."

His heart was aching at the sight of her doe eyes, wide and sad as she looked up at him. He stroked her hands with his thumbs, and her eyes glistened. "Blake, I don't wanna lose you." She sniffs and a tear slides down her cheek.

"I don't want to lose you, either." She says, and he lifts a hand to wipe her cheek. He smiles.

"Are we good?" He asks, and she nods. "Well, alright then." He says, and she offers him a small smile. He drops his hand to hold onto her own again, and looks over to the window.

“D’you mind if I stay for a while?” He asks. "Just until the rain stops?" She nods, and he looks around.

"Your room is cute." He says, and she huffs a laugh. He grins at her.

♡

Blake and Eddie had talked for hours, eventually lying down on the pillows, facing each other. The idea of asking him about Nova had crossed her mind, though she quickly forced it away and instead focused on him - just him.

Blake had grown tired, and closed her eyes, reaching for his hand and holding it against her chest as she nuzzled her pillow.

"Will you stay?" She whispers. He's quiet for a moment.

"Okay." He says, and she smiles to herself.

It doesn't take long for her to fall asleep, and Eddie tucks her hair behind her ear, smiling when she hums in her sleep. He sits up, carefully reaching over her to turn off the bedside lamp, leaving them in complete darkness. He settles back beside her, shuffling a little closer than he previously had been. His eyes grow heavy and he falls asleep to the sound of her soft, even breathing and the gentle pattering of the rain on the window.

Early in the morning, she wakes up to something tickling her cheek, and opens her eyes to find that she'd been snuggled into his chest, his hair hanging in her face. Her room was cool, the soft light of dawn barely illuminating her bedroom. Their legs were tangled together and he was holding her close, and she tilted her head back to look up at his soft features, chest rising and falling evenly, looking more peaceful than she'd ever seen him. Her heart absolutely melted in her chest, and she tentatively lifted her hand to his face, brushing his hair back with her fingers. She trailed her fingers down his cheek, and brushed his lips with her thumb.

God, they were soft. Begging to be kissed.

He hummed in his sleep, his arms tightening around her and she sighed quietly, bringing her hand back down to where it was previously nestled between their chests, and settled her head back onto her pillow. She snuggles into his chest, breathing him in, and smiled to herself. These secret moments they had together were the happiest she'd ever been in her life.

She was falling for him, hard and fast - she knew that now, and sleep wrapped itself around her once more.

Eddie awoke a while later, when the sun was coming up and a warm glow was coming through the window. He'd shifted onto his back in his sleep and looked down at Blake, cuddled into his chest, sleeping soundly, looking like a fucking angel; he couldn't believe how lucky he was to be wrapped up in her like this.

He carefully lifted his head up to glance at the clock on her bedside table, which read 5:57am. He sighed, lying back on the pillow. He watched her for a few more minutes, relishing in the feeling of her body tangled with his as he ran his hand slowly up and down her back, noting every tiny detail of her gorgeous face, before deciding he should leave. He brushes her hair out of her eyes, and leans down to kiss her forehead and she hums, stirring.

"Hey," he whispers. "I gotta go." She frowns, eyes still closed, and hugs him tighter. He chuckles, rubbing her back. "C'mon, sleepy head." She grumbles, an irritable sound, and he could've sworn his heart fucking burst. She was adorable.

"I gotta go before your parents get up," he says quietly, and she whines.

"So warm." She mumbles, gripping his shirt in her fingers. "Five more minutes." He smiles, defeated, laying his arm over her waist, and she sighs contently.

"Alright," He says. "Five more minutes."

Finally, at 6.12am, he insists that he really should leave, and she rolls onto her back, stretching and yawning. He has to tear his eyes away from her thighs when her night dress rises up, and forces himself to climb off her bed, while she sits up and takes a sip of water. She rubs the sleep out of her eyes and swings her legs over the side of the bed. He heads into the bathroom to grab his jacket which by now had dried, and slipped it on before coming back into the bedroom and heading for his shoes.

She watches him, something so natural about seeing him in her room this way. Her heart swells in her chest, and she sighs.

"Hey," he says, gaining her attention. She looks up at him sleepily, running her hand through her hair, her night dress still riding high up her thighs and he positively swooned. "I'll see you at school?" She nods, getting to her feet as he slid her window open.

"Alright," He mumbled to himself, gripping the window ledge and hoisting himself up, leaning forward. "Oh shit-" he tumbled out of the window, landing on the grass outside with a comical thud. "God dammit."

Blake snorts, covering her mouth in an effort to quiet her giggling, and he jumps up, back into view.

"Always with such grace, Munson." She says affectionately, leaning on the edge of the window. He flashes her a grin, chuckling heartily, and ruffles his hair.

"See you later, 'kay?" He says, pausing for a moment before leaning in to kiss her cheek. His lips linger for a heartbeat, and she leans into him, her eyes slipping shut. He pulls back slowly, watching her as she opens her eyes, a blush rising to her cheeks, her lips parting. He bites his bottom lip, brushing her jaw with his ringed fingers, and with a final smile, he pushes off the window and jogs down to the sidewalk.

It was then that she realised she'd been holding her breath, and sighs deeply, a heavy longing in her heart.

Oh boy.

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Tag list♡ @eruroraiito @magicalchocolatecheesecake @eddington-munson @bitchynicole @unluckyopossum @munsonmadness @stardancerluv @eddiemsrings @maryan028

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fkinavocado · 2 years

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If in future DI Harry and Y/N decide to have a child then I will die 🥺 ik we are not there yet in the story but I can not stop thinking about it

Imagine how caring and protective he will be towards that child, since it'll be y/n's first child she will be totally clueless and nervous and he'll try his best to calm her nerves and teach her little things like how to hold the baby, how to burp them, how to put them to bed etc etc he'll just be Mr 'I know it all' and she would totally love it.

Seeing her tiny baby with their father all alone would make y/n's heart so full. Like one day the baby woke up early in the morning and Harry didn't want to disturb Y/N because she was hella tired due to waking up multiple times during the night to feed the bub so he would take it upon himself to take care of the baby just to give her few extra hours of sleep and y/n would wake up after a couple of hours only to see him making breakfast with the bub tied to his chest in a baby carrier, they would be babbling and he will just pretend to understand them by nodding in between and stuff 🥺 and he'll look so happy and content while doing so.

She will also notice how he is always tough and strong but how his eyes get misty when the baby gets vaccinated and afterward when she'll try to confront him and make fun of his soft side in a light manner he will do his best to play it cool and avoid eye contact with her and at times she would see them together doing daily activities only to think that how lucky their baby is and it would make her teary-eyed because she herself never had an emotionally present father, so this is her first time witnessing a father-child relationship like this and she can't help but fall in love with her baby daddy all over again 🥺❤️

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HOLY SHIT THIS MAY HAVE SINGLE HANDEDLY CHANGED MY MIND ABOUT THEM EVER HAVING A KID NOW IT'S A DEFINITE MAYBE 👀👀❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️UGH MY HEART 🥺🥺

#love love love it #🍟 anon

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mertensiaovum · 5 years

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🤙 Bump into my muse

@fatehad | Meme;;

It was always some ridiculous reason or another that brought her out of her lab and in that, she was always annoyed by it. Sure, she was always prepared for field work but to be called out to retrieve paperwork that could’ve been sent to her by other means? She wanted to punch the averted gaze off that guy’s face. The least he could’ve done was look her in the eye when he ruined her concentration. Sighing a bit, what’s done was done and she’d soon be back in the comforting company of her equipment though so she decided to brush it off for now. That focus on where she was going though came a little too late when she felt impact at her abdomen. Her hand had gone down immediately to stabilize who ever it was that had bumped into her and it was the fact that he was smaller than her that really surprised her more than anything. It wasn’t often she found herself in the company of a creature that was a foot smaller rather than a foot taller than her.

Blinking a few times, she finally turned her gaze downwards to see just who it was and immediately found herself faced with a Galra polyp. Wait, that wasn’t right. They were called kits if she remembered correctly. Immediately her features warmed up, a smile on blue flesh as she instinctively took to her more maternal instincts rather than her aggressive ones. “Why hello there little one, are you alright?” Who wouldn’t be alright after running into her? She practically absorbed the impact and the other party more often than not felt like they’d ran into a memory foam pillow rather than a person. It hadn’t been enough to jostle her so there was no danger of her barbs and that much she was thankful for.

#Tales;#Inbox things;#[ Today on: Ppl witness a side of Rae they never thought possible #But she's HELLA soft towards kids ALWAYS #She'd already die for exactly one(1) Zee ]#fatehad

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prettyboypucey · 3 years

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Weird ~ G.W.

Summary: George is gorgeous. Charlie is a meddler. The snow is cold. (this summary sucks...just read it)

Pairing: George Weasley x Y/N

Word Count: 2,404 (who do I think I am?)

Warnings: mentions of bullying. mentions of food/eating. george is unknowingly triggering? reader cries. idk? let me know if i missed something.

A/N: part 2? maybe? translations are for romanian via google translate. do not come for me if they are hella wrong.

Translations: draga - darling; dragoste - love; tampit - stupid

I had never been normal. From the time I was a toddler I had stars in my eyes and dirt on my knees. While the other kids in my grade were playing with dolls and dressing respectably, I was riding imaginary dragons and wearing mismatched socks with dungarees and a butterfly headband. Normalcy evaded me even further when at 11 years old, I got a letter declaring me a witch.

When I first came to Hogwarts I spent the majority of my time alone. It appeared that even children who could wave a stick around and makes things fly wanted nothing to do with the colorful little girl. Meeting Luna Lovegood in my second year was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Here was a girl who allowed me to be exactly who I was with no judgments. And then she introduced me to Neville Longbottom and Ginny Weasley, and suddenly that little girl who thought her only friends would always be the rocks she painted faces on, had found her people.

Of course, being friends with Ginny Weasley meant knowing her many brothers. So after graduation when I went off to Romania to work with dragons it made me feel slightly better knowing Charlie Weasley would be there. He quickly took me under his wing and became the older brother figure I had never had. After working together for three years, and electing to stay at the sanctuary for the last two over the holidays, he had finally convinced me to come home with him. I was reluctant to leave the sanctuary - the one place I truly feel safe (despite the massive fire breathing creatures).

Charlie had warned me that being with one or two of the Weasleys was very different from being with the entire Weasley clan. Obviously I knew Charlie and Ginny, Ron had always been nice to me, and I had met Molly a handful of times in passing. However, Bill was known to be quite intimidating, Percy was supposedly very no-nonsense, and the twins (albeit never cruel) had a reputation of being hell-raisers.

Apparating to the edge of a marsh with Charlie by my side I could see the rising structure haphazardly balanced slightly ahead.

Pausing, I glanced at the back of the familiar red covered head, “I don’t know Charles, maybe I should just go back. I really don’t want to be a burden.”

Charlie very quickly rounded behind me to continue guiding me towards his home, “No, no, no, no, no. No. You’re not a burden to anyone draga. Keep your head up and if any of them give you grief - remind them of the giant, winged beasts you can feed them to.”

Quickly placing a kiss to the side of my head Charlie bounded ahead again to open the door and announce your arrival. Before I could toe off the first boot to leave next to the dozen other pairs in the entryway, a pair of arms had flung around my neck.

“Y/N! I missed you so much!”, Ginny pulled back, keeping her grip on my shoulders, to inspect for any major injuries.

I held onto her elbows, keeping her close, “Hi Gin, I missed you too. A lot. I’m loving this new look by the way.”

She reached up to brush the now short locks behind her ears. A grin on her face as the two of us looked the other over for the first time in months. Ginny was wrapped in a pretty baby pink sweater with shades of red and white running through it. The material was soft against my palm as I hooked it around her crooked elbow to follow her into the living area.

“You know”, she started, “I was starting to think maybe Charlie had let you get eaten or burnt to a crisp in the land of dragons. It’s been so long since you’ve come to see me or left the sanctuary.”

“I’m sorry Ginny. It’s just that after everything, I had to keep myself busy.”

Ginny’s smile softened into one of understanding. The war had taken a part of all of us. Although Fred had recovered after many months, that fear of almost losing such a vital part of their family had rocked the entire Weasley family to its core.

“I get it, I do, but I worry about you. I just want you to know you’re not alone Y/N.”

I pulled the girl into another tight hug, “I know.”

Ginny pulled away first, clearing her throat, “Okay! Now that’s out of the way - it’s time to introduce the one and only Y/N L/N to the Weasley’s.”

I hummed, “Hmmm and which of us should be more scared?”

“Oh definitely the Weasleys.”

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Meeting the Weasley family had gone much better than expected.

Molly had opened her arms and home to me as if I was one of her own children. By the time the night was over she had me stuffed full of warm food and drink and donning my very own coveted Weasley sweater, the lavender initial in the middle marking it as my own. Arthur had been very interested in my muggle parents and upbringing, questioning me about the functions of a rubber duck. Bill and his wife Fleur were the most stunning couple I have ever seen, and not nearly as intimidating as people portrayed them. Fleur was pleased when she found out I spoke a bit of conversational French and promised to have me over to Shell Cottage (apparently they have an amazing collection of wind chimes that I am dying to see). Percy was a bit more refined. Completely polite and friendly but he seemed reserved. Ginny had explained in one of her letters how much guilt Percy carried after the Battle of Hogwarts over how he had behaved in the years leading up to that day.

The twins were much different than I remembered them being from the few times we were around each other in school. The physical differences were clear - George’s missing ear and Fred’s dragging limp were both signs of the prices they paid in the war. More than that however, they had matured greatly. They were still happy and made sure to pull at least two pranks over the night, poor Molly nearly lost her voice after they blew up the turkey. However, there was something in their eyes that had been dimmed. Especially in George.

His twin almost died that night, and it reflected in George’s eyes each time he looked at his older brother. It was clear that he was still afraid because whenever Fred left a room George followed, never letting his brother out of his sight, and if he happened to lose track of him a panic began to swirl in his brown orbs.

I was in the middle of watching as George yet again made his way to Fred’s side, clapping a large hand on his twins shoulder and throwing his head back in laughter.

“So which one are you staring at dragoste?”, Charlie whispered as he appeared out of nowhere.

I ignored the burning in my cheeks as I looked away from the scene in front of me.

“I am not staring at either of them tampit.”

“Mhmm, sure, absolutely, I believe you.”, after a quick pause he said, “It’s George isn’t it?”

I turned and scoffed at him, “No!… How did you know?”

Charlie let out a chuckle, “Because I know you my little dragon. I also know my brother, and just between us, he definitely likes you as well.”

At this I let out an incredulous laugh and glanced back to where George was now telling a story, his hands moving animatedly. There was no way that George Weasley had even a remote attraction to me. He was kind, strong, clever, and so bloody gorgeous it truly was a privilege to look at him. And I am…me. Nothing special. Just a girl who had more dragon friends than human ones and whose hands were covered in scars and callouses and whose socks never matched and had never even kissed a man before. So no, there was no way that George Weasley would ever like me.

“Hey. I know that look Y/N. Stop those thoughts right this bloody second.”

“Charles it really is annoying when you read me like that.”

Throwing his arm over my shoulder he began to lead me towards the twins, “Yes I know and I am sorry in advance but this needs to be done. Fred!”

Charlie’s voice had gone from a rushed whisper to a jovial shout when we reached George, Fred, and Ron by the fireplace. George’s smile as he turned to look at us sent a million butterflies off in my tummy.

“So Freddy, I was hoping you could help me out with a top secret project tomorrow for mum and maybe show me around the joke shop. I heard you added some new displays that I want to check out.”

“Sure Charlie”, Fred glanced at George as he spoke, “I’m sure we can make some time for our favorite brother.”

Ignoring Rons protest, Charlie gripped my shoulders and pushed me in front of him, “Actually George I was thinking you could stay here and show Y/N around the area. She mentioned wanting to talk a walk tomorrow and I would hate to disappoint her on her first Christmas out of the sanctuary.”

“Um-”

I interrupted the rejection coming from George, “No please, I would hate to be a bother and make you be stuck with me all day. I’m sure Ginny can take me.”

George smiled and shook his head, “No it’s completely fine Y/N. I would be happy to show you around.”

“Okay great! It’s settled then!”, Charlie looked rather too pleased with himself and obviously missed the look exchanged by his identical younger brothers.

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The next morning the Burrow was a flurry of movement as everyone began their day. Apparently Charlie and Fred weren’t the only ones on their way out. The others still had some last minute gift shopping to do and Ron was spending the day with Hermione’s muggle family. After breakfast, a quick wink from Charlie, and a slam of the front door - George and I were alone in the house.

The two of us stood facing one another in the living room for a few awkward moments before George spoke, “Well, um, did you want to head out as well?”

“Oh sure! Yes, let me just grab my boots really quickly.”

George led me out the door and onto the snow covered path towards the small, iced over river. Nothing was said for a while, the only sound was the crunch of snow under our boots and the occasional sniffle from one of our red noses. I was mentally imagining all the ways I was going to kick Charlie’s ass when he got back for suggesting a walk in the middle of winter when we came to the top of a hill and stopped.

Everything as far as the eye could see was blanketed in sheets of white. Stomping my boots down into the fresh snow, I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped as the snow gave way underfoot. Feeling a pair of eyes on me I remembered that I wasn’t alone and turned to see George watching me with an unidentifiable look on his face.

“Sorry, sorry. That was - I don’t know why I did that. I liked the feeling of the crunch of the snow I guess. Sorry.”

George grinned, “You don’t have to apologize. It was cute.”

I could feel my face flush at his words. His smile grew even wider at the sight of my heated face. My gaze dropped from his pretty face down to my boots. I could feel the thick socks I had on beginning to grow cold and wet from how long we’d been outside. Looking back up I could see George’s deep eyes glaze over. Assuming it was because he had been apart from Fred so long I glanced out at the view one last time before turning back the way we came.

“We should probably get back. We’ve been gone a while and my toes are getting wet. I feel bad enough that Charlie forced you to do this anyways without you getting frostbite or something. I’ve had frostbite, it’s not fun. And now I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Sorry”

George was shaking his head at me and said, “You are so weird.”

Ouch. My chest tightened and the small smile I had been wearing dropped from my face. If I had been able to see past the tears forming in my eyes that were making my sight blurry, I would have seen George’s face do the same. Unfortunately, all I could focus on was that word. Weird. Strange. Abnormal. Freak.

Weird weird weird.

The walk back was silent. A thick tension surrounded you both as thick snow flurries began to swirl down in the midmorning air. Just as thick was the lump forming in my throat as I fought back tears. I know I shouldn’t let his words affect me. He’s just some guy. But deep down I also know that he’s not just some guy. This is George fricking Weasley. With his stupid perfect face and gorgeous eyes and his loyalty to his family. I couldn’t help but be enamored with him from the moment I walked in the Weasley’s front door. So it hurt to hear the man I liked call me that nasty word that has haunted me my entire life.

When we finally reached the Burrow, George tried to reach for my arm but I pulled away and ran into the house. I could hear that some of the others had returned and really wanted to avoid a confrontation. Once again, luck wasn’t on my side. Charlie came walking out of the kitchen and saw me in the entryway. His face immediately became concerned at the sight of me and he lowered the sandwich he had from his mouth.

“Draga?”, Charlie’s voice followed me as I finally reached the stairs and launched upstairs.

As I reached the first landing I heard him speak again, his voice rough and hard.

“What did you do?”

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orieriee · 2 years

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One Piece Highschool AU!

A Headcanon for One Piece Highschool AU I have featuring Ace and Law

Status on hold, I might drop this bcs I kinda lost interest to it I'm sorry

Summary! Y/N was invited to join a national science competition and will be grouped up with the top student guy, Trafalgar Law and the first-year student, Tony Tony Chopper. They'll work together as a team for 6 months to make a research and win the competition. On the other hand, Ace, who has been best friends with Y/N since middle school, is slowly realizing his feelings towards a Y/N. How will the scene play out? Is Y/N going to fall for either of them?

Modern plot, highschool AU, headcanon type, it should be gn! reader but if I made a mistake by using she/her pronouns during the story, forgive me ಥ_ಥ

Characters' ages are different from the original to fit the story.

Disclaimer! I do not own any of the characters except for a few that I'll be introducing later. All of the One Piece characters belong to Eiichiro Oda as the creator of One Piece. I only own the story plot/headcanons of this work of fiction.

Written and published by orieriee on tumblr. Please do not copy or repost in any other platform.

The overall characters and the summary of the relationships they have; I'll explain all of it in a bit.

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There are multiple characters outside One Piece that I cast just for the sake of the story

This was actually an AU I made a long time ago 😔

PART 1. ACE'S CIRCLE

The characters involved are Y/N, Ace, Sabo, and Koala

Y/N:

YOU!! Y/N! ARE THE MAIN CHARACTER!

Ok but in this story you have an older brother we'll talk about him later

The "mom" of the group aka the one who takes care of the children aka Ace, Sabo, Koala

Y/N always go to the library to study so you have a smart top student image

Sorry but Y/N has a sort of trauma about competing in a competition

You, Ace, and Sabo are actually friends since middle school

You have a soft spot for Ace because you are protective of him since he was bullied back in middle school

Oh and you guys are in second year of high school (I use asian school system in this one, specifically Japan's)

Ace:

He's the male lead I think,, because there's Law and I'm torn between making him or Law the first male lead

A literal sunshine, he's basically the extroverted golden retriever guy at school but clumsy and a bit chaotic

He has his own house inherited from his parents, he's an orphan btw

His dad, Gol D. Roger, was a criminal so he was bullied a lot when he was a kid because of his father🤡

That's why he has insecurities issues and stuff

His mom died of sickness after giving birth to him (this is canon in the story btw) that's why he lived with Garp

But Garp kicked them out in the last year of middle school Grandpa Garp said they are taking too much space need to man up and it was almost high school

He lives alone now in his inherited house but crashes at Marco's most of the time

Sabo:

Rich boy but ran away from home when he was a kid, that's why he ended up living with Garp (also canon)

That's why Ace, Sabo, and Luffy here are adopted brothers (also canon)

Since Garp kicked the three out, he's currently living with Ivankov in an apartment (Ivankov is one of Monkey D. Dragon's comrades in OP)

He's one of the prep-jock students but can be childish because he likes to play pranks sometimes

Out of the three (Ace, Sabo, Koala), you think he's the most reliable one

Sabo thinks you're superb because you're able to handle all 3 of them at the same time, since he knew their combo is HELLA chaotic

People look up to him because he's the class rep

Koala:

The friendly bubbly girl at school

Not exactly an extrovert but many people like to rely on her because she's easy going

Isn't friends with you, Ace, and Sabo from middle school but close in the first year of high school until now

She can be clumsy and chaotic sometimes

You, Ace, and Sabo usually crashes at Koala's and have mini best friend sleepovers sessions

You guys watch horror movies and TV series a lot at Koala's

Koala helps Sabo with class stuff because she's the class' vice rep

PART 2. TRAFALGAR LAW'S CIRCLE

The characters involved are Law, Ei, Ikkaku, Bepo, Penguin and Shachi

Trafalgar Law:

He's the second lead male, or first? Idk, either Ace or him

He's the school top student because he's so smart and all

Won many competition awards, especially in biology, well, mostly science stuff

The quiet but also intimidating nerd guy

Who is also very emo and he secretly fanboys over germa 66, a comic book in this universe like how we fan over one piece

He spends most of his time in the school's library to study, usually after school

He's secretly very rich because his family owns a hospital but he lives away from his family

Miou Aida as Ei:

So, Ei, is a character I made up for the sake of the story, I cast Miou Aida as the " actor"

If you don't know who Miou Aida is, she's a character from honeyworks, credit to honeyworks, specifically the main heroine of Itsu Datte Bokura no Koi wa 10 Centi Datta (I edited her eye color a bit to match my liking)

She have a soft and shy personality to her (the original Miou Aida) and I'll keep some of that elements to Ei as well

Ei has a crush on Law since the first year of high school, because they were in the same class

Law doesn't have feelings for her, he knew that she likes him but he doesn't care at all ouch

And yes, Ei will be your love rival🤼‍♂️

Ikkaku:

In case you don't know who she is, she's one of Law's crew member (canon) and I think she's the only female in the crew

She doesn't really play an important role in this story but she's close with Law's friends and is best friend with this Ei

She's very sassy but in a good way, she's basically a queen

Bepo, Penguin, Shachi:

The main trio of the heart pirates, you know them

They are very loud and friendly with people

It's like they adopted the introverted Law to their friend group, you know the meme where in a friend group there's this introvert who is adopted by their extrovert friends into their friend group? Yeah that's them

Shachi and Penguin are close with Ace and Sabo as well because the four of them are in the soccer club

Bepo is closer to Koala because they're both in the journaling club

PART 3. MAIN STORY

Character involved are Marco, Ace, Y/N, Law, Chopper, Robin, Franky, Eustass, and Lycus. I'll discuss the important characters first.

Marco:

We'll start from Marco over here, at the top, he's a teacher at one piece high

He's the biology teacher and he used to be a doctor in the army

He's living right next to Ace's house and Ace comes to his house to sleep most of the time

He babysits Ace basically, he knew the boy needs care so yeah, he sometimes bring him to pops aka whitebeard back in his hometown and pops loves Ace

He's an uncle or a big brother figure to Ace

He's also a mentor to the students who are preparing for a competition

And in this case, Y/N, Chopper, and Law who are preparing for a national science competition

Chopper:

You know him, the cute reindeer doctor from mugiwara pirates

Well, in this case a human? It's up to you

He's actually in the first year and he's an acceleration student, so he's very smart

Very innocent and adorable and doesn't know much about the big wide world 😭🤛 this boy needs protection

He's actually best friends with Luffy anf Usopp because they're in the same class together in first year

Good friends with Robin and Franky who are in the third year of high school because they were competing in a lot of competitions

He's lowkey scared of Law because he sort of intimidates him but he also looks up to him

Adult form Hitsugaya Toshiro as Lycus:

This is... Your big brother, I'm sorry ಥ_ಥ

Hitsugaya Toshiro is a character from the anime Bleach, credit to Bleach and Tite Kubo

I casted Hitsugaya Toshiro because I imagine Lycus has this white silverish hair and has this cold looks

But he's actually really playful (Lycus)

And fucking smart, he's a genius, a young prodigy (I mean, Hitsugaya Toshiro is also a child prodigy)

Lycus was mentored by Marco once and he created a new science formula or a new proven theory and basically won the entire world 🤡 that's how smart he is, sort of like enstein or senku from Dr. Stone

No, yeah he's actually adopted but both of you grew up together and somehow his intelligence affected you and now you're also almost equally smart👊

Oh you live in the same house as Lycus and you both live in the same neighborhood as Ace and Marco

So you three used to play together at Marco's when you're in middle school, specifically the last year of mid school

Oh and Lycus is in college now, he got a scholarship like the smart man he is 🙏

Robin:

A third year high school student

She's very good at history so she compete in a lot of history quiz competitions and won plenty

She'll be involved for some time later as the story progressed so I think I should let you know

Oh, and she has many fangirls and fanboys. Koala is one of them

She's a role model at school

Franky:

Also a third year high school student

He's into mechanics and robotics and stuff so his field is in the robotics science

Won a lot of robot making contest and many tech companies contacted him

He'll be in the same science competition as you, with Eustass Kid, but in the different category. We'll get into the story later

Eustass Kid:

Good acquaintes with Law, he's in the second year of high school, was Law's middle school friend

Also interested in robotics and mechanics so he look up to Franky in this AU

Competed in some robotics contests but only won one so now he's with Franky, hopefully he win because the prize for the national science competition you guys are in is HUGE with tons of benefits

Yeah and that's basically the base characters I cover for this series :D To give you some information on the story. I might add more characters that aren't mention here but that's because they won't be involved as much as these guys. Happy reading!

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Salt, Sugar and Viruses

Pairing: Office!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You’ve been secretly making coffee for Bucky at the office.

Word Count: 1,962

Warnings: Two idiots just doing idiot things

A/N: This was done in a haste so I kinda hate it lol but I can’t get this story out of my head and thanks to @bitchassbucky for pushing me to write a full fic of this 🥰 luv u 🥺

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"You have a crush on Barnes' grumpy ass?!" Sam choked out.

You angrily hushed him and frantically looked around the pantry to make sure that your secret was still safe. Fortunately, only you, Sam and Nat were inside having your respective afternoon breaks.

"What? He's nice. And cute." you told Sam as you stirred your coffee, smiling to yourself at the thought of your office crush, Bucky.

"How'd you even meet him, he works all the way at the IT department." Sam asked.

Nat snorted recalling the encounters she witnessed for the past few months. Some of which were unintentional but most of them? You had carefully planned out just so you could come up with an excuse to request for Bucky's assistance.

"She might have gotten viruses in her computer once...or twice. Or thrice." Nat teased.

The first time you met Bucky was when most of your files suddenly got corrupted. It was hella embarrassing because you didn't know shit about how computers worked and well, you've been illegally downloading torrents since the office's internet connection was a gift from the internet gods. Without a doubt, your computer was a nest for viruses.

Bucky showed up in your floor that morning and you almost sunk into your seat from shame. You'd heard the IT Department complain about everybody else in the office messing up their computer systems. When you turned around, Bucky greeted you with a charming smile and soft hello. You could still remember how he felt when he stayed behind you as you sat on your chair, bending over to take your mouse in his hand.

God, he smelled so good you almost turned your head to nuzzle your face into his neck.

He was very soft-spoken you realized; Bucky was kind enough to walk you through the process and to be honest, you couldn't recall a damn thing he said. Something about firewalls? And shields? Whatever, you didn't really listen. You just stared at Bucky as he explained everything, solving your problem in less than fifteen minutes.

Since then, your crush for Bucky grew bigger. You'd entered the elevator together a couple of times, shared small conversations that made your heart flutter. When those little moments didn't seem enough, you started your devious plan to fuck up your computer a bit. By the third time Bucky fixed your computer, he was already comfortable enough to tease you for being a "virus magnet".

"Hello? Young lady, come back to earth." Sam snapped his finger right in front of your face, interrupting your thoughts.

You clicked your tongue at him and swatted his hand away. "If you ever tell this to anyone, Wilson. You are dead." you warned, poinitng a finger at him.

Sam rolled his eyes, "It's so unfair how he's kind to you. Last time I requested for his assistance he got all smug and grumpy at me." he complained.

Nat shook her head in amusment, "That's because you've been downloading porn. You know the IT department can access our browser histories, right?"

You choked on your coffe, "WHAT?!"

Nat narrowed her eyes at you, "You been up to no good for you to react like that?"

You faceplamed, "I've been stalking his Facebook account."

Sam chortled, "What are you, in high school? Jesus, calm down. You're gonna be fine. Why don't you just tell him you like him?"

You made a face, "I'm not Nat to have the guts to do that."

Nat hummed, bringing her mug to the sink to wash it. "Why don't you start by making him coffee?"

"I don't know how he likes his coffee."

You received a pointed look from both your friends. You groaned in defeat, "Okay, fine. I know how Bucky likes his coffee."

Nat smirked, "Stalker."

Bucky always arrived in the office half an hour before nine in the morning. This gives him time to settle into his cubicle, buy a sandwich at the stall downstairs and to make himself a cup of coffee. It was his daily routine and upon going back to his desk after buying his breakfast sandwich, Bucky was surprised to see a cup of newly brewed coffee on his desk.

He looked around but there were no signs of anyone. There wasn't even a note of some sort. Carefully, he brought the cup to his face and inhaled its scent. Shrugging, he took a tiny sip.

"How's the little secret admirer doing?" Nat asked, grabbing a chair and sitting down beside you.

You deadpanned, "I've been leaving him his coffee for an entire week now and nothing's happened yet."

Nat frowned, "Are you kidding me? Why would you expect for something to happen when you haven't been leaving any clues?" she said.

"I'm shy, okay?! Maybe I should hide somewhere, check for his reaction. See whether I have a chance." you shrugged.

It was stupid of you to leave the coffee on Bucky's desk. You never stayed to wait for him. You just left it there without a note or anything that would even give him a clue about you and your little crush on him. You knew the reason why, of course. You were afraid of rejection. Sometimes, you'd feel like you have a chance with him since he was always so kind and warm to you. Not to mention, everyone in the office knows him to be grumpy but around you, he was totally the opposite of that.

But then again, maybe he was just nice to you because you were nice to him too.

One morning after leaving Bucky his coffee, you finally decided to leave him a note. You ran back to your cubicle to get a post-it and a pen. Before you could even walk around your desk, you spotted Bucky headed over to the pantry, the cup of coffee in his hand.

"Fuck, okay. Maybe I should just directly ask him out?" you thought to yourself.

You quickly followed Bucky into the pantry and almost whined when you saw that Sam was inside as well. You widened your eyes at him, signalling for him to leave but Sam was preoccupied on observing Bucky who seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Rough morning?" Sam just had to ask as you awkwardly stood by the doorway, finding the right timing to butt in.

Bucky's forehead creased as he let out a huff, "Rough weeks, actually." he answered.

You opened your mouth to say something comforting, wanting to lift Bucky's spirits up but he turned around and glanced at you and then back to Sam.

"Does anyone hate me in this office?" Bucky asked.

You and Sam exchanged looks, both of utter confusion before shaking your heads in unison. "Why'd you ask?" Sam asked.

Bucky lifted the cup of coffee that you made, "Someone's been making me coffee." he stated.

You cleared your throat, "...is it bad?" you asked.

Bucky made a face, "Terrible actually."

Ouch.

"I mean, the first time I saw it I was actually flattered. And then I took a sip and it's just...salty." Bucky said, pouring the coffee into the sink before throwing it into the bin.

Sam's head snapped towards your direction, his face almost red from biting back a laugh. Your face heated up at the realization that you've been putting salt into Bucky's coffee instead of sugar. All this time. You wanted to disappear right then and there. And Sam had to be the one to witness your huge failure.

"I thought it was a mistake since the next day, there was another coffee on my desk. I tried it out and it's still salty. It lasted a week, you guys. And I was dumb enough to keep on tasting it in hopes that it might have been a genuine mistake. But now I'm starting to think that someone hates me that much to fuck my coffee up." Bucky explained, face scrunched up into a mixture of irritation and curiosity.

Sam failed to stifle his laughter and exploded, "Funniest shit I've ever heard." he told Bucky before standing up and making his way to the door where you stood.

Your face was red and if the salt and sugar mishap was already humiliating enough, Sam decided to make things even worse for you.

"You really need to check the labels before pouring shit into his coffee." and with that, Sam gave your shoulder a squeeze before leaving the pantry.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself. When you opened them, Bucky was staring at you with an expression you couldn't paint.

"Did you...were you the one leaving me coffee?" he asked.

You secretly pinched yourself in the arm to check whether you were just dreaming. Fuck, you hoped you were having a nightmare but the pain that you felt made it clear that you totally fucked up.

You nodded in embarrassment.

"You hate me that much?" Bucky asked in disbelief, as if he was offended that out of all people, it had to be you.

You quickly shook your head, "No, God no! I just...it's because I..." you stammered, trying to find the courage to spit out the words you've been dying to tell Bucky.

Bucky tilted his head, "Because you...?" he urged.

Your hands balled into fists as you let out another deep breath. Bucky probably hates you right now, but whatever. This was your only chance and to hell, you were going to confess.

"Because I like you?"

You didn't think that Bucky's confused look could even turn more...well, confused. But he was looking at you incredulously as though you've grown a second head, or a third head.

"You like me so you decided to put salt in my coffee?" he asked again.

You honestly didn't know who sounded even more stupid now, you or Bucky. Because if he still didn't understand what was going on, he was dense as fuck.

"No!" you explained. "I wanted to make you a decent cup of coffee but I guess I was too careless and didn't realize that I've been putting in salt instead of sugar." you said.

Bucky didn't say anything after that. He just stared at you, but he didn't seem confused anymore. If any, he looked like he was processing the entire situation.

"You like me." he stated again.

Will your embarrassment ever end?!

"Yes, Bucky. And I messed up my chance and you know what? I'm just going to show myself out and leave you alone." you told him and forced a fake grin before attempting to walk out.

A hand gripped your wrist, pulling you back into the pantry. This time, Bucky was the one who looked embarrassed.

"I might have...done something pretty stupid too." he said, avoiding your gaze as he rubbed the back of his neck.

You eyed him suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"I uhh...I did something to your computer...the day before you requested for my assistance for the first time." Bucky admitted shyly.

It was your turn to get muddled at Bucky's confession. "But why?" you asked.

Bucky offered a shy smile, "Because I've been seeing you around the building and thought you were cute."

And then everything clicked. It was a light bulb moment for the both of you.

"Oh. Ohhh okay. I see." you said before suddenly breaking into laughter.

Bucky joined you and scratched his head, "I guess we're both idiots." he said, placing his hands inside his pockets as he stared at you.

"This went...way more interesting than I thought." you said with a nod.

There was a pause before you decided to speak up, "So, do you want coffee?"

Bucky beamed at you as he nodded, "As long as you'll use sugar this time."

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forsworned · 3 years

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I miss them a lot. So how about the hashiras (after .. after everything) finding new jobs or what would they do now?

lmfao thanks dude i really enjoyed writing this hopefully u will enjoy reading it :) ALSO SORRY FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVE READ THIS AND HAVE BEEN SPOILED THERE ARE SPOILERS SO SPOILER ALERT

k y o u j u r o u

I feel like just like in the academy au, kyo would feel most comfortable being a history teacher

he loves kids and loves teaching and adores history so why not combine all three together?

we already know he's a fun teacher and makes his students re-enact battles

nobody ever fails his class and he's been teacher of the year every year since he started working there

g y o m e i

he is a daycare worker because he loves kids

due to his soft nature he is very popular with the ladies

he is almost always flustered because he is constantly getting cat called by women

when he is holding a baby the women FLOCK to this man

he usually just brushes off the inapproriate comments made towards him

popular inapproriate comments include: "you would look so good holding my baby in your hands." "so when are we gonna make one of those?" "you should be holding me like that instead"

these women are ruthless and are usually the married women jfvsjvfidjifvds

o b a n a i / m i t s u r i

canonly they are married

they would work in their own restaurant

they have five kids that gyomei takes care of except for their two eldest

they insist on helping their parents, taking orders and serving food

the locals absolutely love it, they think it's endearing (not in a child labor way is cute way fvskfvskm)

mitsuri always makes obanai wear a pink apron that says "i love my wife" all the time, but obanai never minds because he is head over heels with her

s a n e m i

a big ol grump who shouts at kids to get off his porch

he's a fireman because who likes police officers acab amirite

he's the most hardworking in his unit

hardly has time for himself because his constantly working

enjoys his job a lot because much like his hashira days he is saving the lives of others and it makes him feel fulfilled

meets the (second) love of his life while rescuing them from an apartment building that went into flames

they now live together with their pet cat reiki

s h i n o b u

she would definitely be a scientist

like come onnnnn

she is an absolute genius and would fit perfectly in that field

she is a perfectionist so if it's not here she will not leave her space until it is to her liking

super hard working and doesn't have time for your shit

has an aquarium at her house because she wanted to upgrade her home to look hella cool

also has a beautiful garden she tends to everyday and if you touch anything from it she will absolutely 1000% know

g i y u u

he would most likely spend his days as fisherman and sells mostly salmon by the sea

everything is super fresh and sells out super quickly, because well, giyuu is a heartthrob

he is oblivious about it though cuz i mean have u seen the guy?

when he's not working he is at home with his pet kitten

he found that this little guy was always starving and was attracted to the smell of samon and he would give in to feeding him

soon the little kitten won him over due to how cute he was and they are inseparable

he named him salmon, because he is unoriginal

salmon can be found perched on giyuu's head or sitting in his spot that giyuu made for him that is attached to his stand

t e n g e n

stay at home dad right here

his wives work and provide for him

so he spends his day with his kids and cooks and cleans for everyone

his wives are always greeted with him in a cutesy lacey apron with a baby in one hand and a mop in another

the house is SPOTLESS

he always greets and goodbyes them with kisses and hugs before they go off or come back from work

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uwuwriting · 3 years

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Breaking in w/ Hawks, Shoto and Dabi

Request: I read another post about ppl breaking in your shared house with the boys not knowing that you are inside and hurting you and I was like well this would be interesting with their kids in the mix. So i'm here to provide you with the following request ppl breaking in and immobilizing you while you're still awake and they try to go into your kids’ room with Shoto, Hawks and maybe Dabi or Aizawa- anonymous

Oh this is a nice little concept. It's very interesting. I’m happy to deliver. I have been devastated by chapter 290, if anyone hurts Shoto imma start a riot and if Dabi doesn’t kill Endeavor i will. I’m thinking of making a double post today so this one and a kny post but we’ll see. Love ya. 💖💖💖

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warning: cursing, mentions of blood, crying but fluff in the end.

Hawks/Keigo Takami

-You were waiting for Keigo to come home after a long day.

-The twins were a nightmare to put to bed today and you were exhausted.

-Both of them wanted Keigo to tuck them in for some weird reason and they just wouldn’t accept your cuddles or attempts.

-So after a tiresome two hours of trying and failing to calm them down you called your husband on facetime and they went to bed.

- “I’ll be home soon, do you want me to bring you anything?”

- “No, no just you.”

-So after taking a shower and checking on the kids you relaxed on the couch, turning on the TV while scrolling though tik tok.

-Not even half an hour later you heard jiggling coming through the door.

-Assuming it was Keigo you got up and went to greet him but who you met at the entrance of your house was a complete stranger.

-You and the two bulgars stared at each other for a solid minute before you scrambled to get to the kids’ room and lock yourself in there.

-But one of them tackled you to the floor before you could reach the pastel colored door and pinned you down, binding your hands with a cloth.

- “I thought you said he wasn’t here man? What is this?”

-They had tied your legs to a chair, putting a makeshift gag in your mouth so you wouldn’t scream as they bickered back and forth.

-Your eyes kept darting from the front door to your kids’ room.

-He said he was almost home, he should be here at any moment.

- “Just stick to the plan, she doesn’t change anything.”

- “Doesn’t change anything? You tackled the n. 2 heros’ partner and you think that nothing is gonna happen?”

-You couldn’t care less about their words as you saw the light of the baby monitor light up.

-Eyes widening, you tried to get out of your restraints to turn it off but to no avail, the soft babbles of your son could be heard coming from the device sending the whole room into an uncomfortable silence.

-Before you know it, the one that tackled you pushed his partner towards you.

- “Keep her in check while I go pay a visit to the other room.”

-Managing to get the gag out of your mouth, your eyes frantic, you tried to reason with him.

- “I’ll give you whatever you want just stay away from that door, please.”

- “The number 2 hero has plenty of money. I bet he would be willing to give a handsome amount for that brat in there. What do you say babycakes?

- “Dude you’re taking it too far-”

- “Stay away from them!”

-You realized your mistake a little too late, the new information making the man's eyes light up.

-Two cries came from the twins’ room due to the commotion and your panic rose.

-But then you saw it.

-The single feather hovering over the mans’ head, as red and vibrant as ever.

-You let out a sigh of relief as a wave of red feathers flooded your living room, cutting you free from your restraints.

-Without missing a beat you sprinted to the door, stepping inside and locking it.

-Both of them were awake and teary eyed but at the sight of you they calmed down a bit.

-Taking them out of their cribs, you sat in the far corner with both of them in your lap waiting for the moment Keigo would knock on your door.

-One would assume that being part of the hero industry, although you weren’t a full blown hero yourself, mere bulgars wouldn’t really faze you.

-In reality you hadn’t been afraid for your own life, you couldn’t care less about yourself at that moment, but when you realized that they knew about the twins everything slowly fell apart.

-After what seemed like an eternity a soft knock came from the locked door.

- “Y/N, dove, open up.”

-Raising to your feet, you almost ripped the door handle out of position in your rush.

-Once Keigo came into view you didn’t miss a beat before pressing yourself close to his chest, the twins just happy to see their dad.

- “There are my favorite Takamis!” he said kissing their heads as his wings enclosed all of you.

- “Dove they are gone, don’t worry. I’m here. We’re alright.”

-The news report the next morning said that two men were found on the top of the police department butt naked.

Todoroki Shoto

-Poor man had merely gone to get take out.

-He hadn’t been gone for that long.

-But apparently the villains had been waiting for him to leave the house so they could go in.

-You were still inside with your daughters; the twins chasing each other in their matching onesies while you sat on the living room couch with your youngest.

-You heard the front door open suddenly and at first you assumed that Shoto had forgotten his wallet again.

-But the footsteps were too heavy and his voice didn’t echo through the entrance hall.

-He always said something when he came in and his footsteps have become lighter ever since the girls were born.

-Sensing that something was off you placed your toddler in her crib and motioned towards the twins.

- “Stay with your sister and no matter what you hear you do NOT come into the hallway. Understood?”

- “But what-”

- “Rei do I make myself clear?”

-Nodding their heads they took their seats in front of the crib, Ren squeezing her hand through the bars to gently grab her sister's chubby hand.

-Taking a deep breath you entered the hallway and lo and behold, two strangers were staring back at you.

- “Can I help you gentlemen?”

-After a few seconds the one closest to the door flung himself at you while the other one started digging through his pockets.

-Swiftly dodging the attack, you grabbed his wrist and swang him with incredible force to the wall, letting go of him as you turned your attention to the other one.

-And then you felt a sharp pain course up your right leg as a heaviness settled on your chest.

-The room began to spin while the air was knocked out of your lungs.

-You kneeled down, hand over your heart as you tried to use your quirk.

-Nothing happened though; it was like you didn’t have one at all.

- “Quirk cancelling bullets, aren’t they neat?”

-The man stared down at you as ever so slowly your senses came back at you.

- “I can still beat your ass even without a quirk.”

- “I don’t think you’ll do that.”

-Angry voices could be heard from the other room before the man you had slammed into the wall appeared again, blood dripping from his nose and onto the snow white hair of your daughter.

-Ren looked at you, tears forming in her eyes as a red flash of hair jumped onto the man.

-Rei was having none of it.

-Taking that opportunity you kicked the one in front of you in the groin before separating the girls from the other, sprinting into the living room, closing the sliding doors behind you.

-Laying the girls on the couch you grabbed one of the fireplace tools and got into a fighting position.

-Soon enough the door opened revealing none other than Shoto himself.

- “Are you all alright? Did they hurt you?”

-He looked absolutely disheveled, his hair going in different directions as his gaze frantically scanned all four of you, his eyes lingering at your slightly raised leg.

-The twins hopped off the couch and tackled his legs.

-Shoto crouched down hugging them both tightly as they started to sniffle into their dad’s chest.

- “T-they hurt mama and t-tried to hurt Ren.”

-He shot you a look but you waved him off, deciding to instead check on the baby before joining them on the living room floor.

- “I won’t let them touch you ever again, even if it's the last thing I do.”

Dabi/Touya Todoroki *I ain't never letting this go*

-In reality the dudes didn’t know you were preggos.

-You were too early on so you couldn’t tell you were preggo but still.

-They knew that you had something going with Dabi and that’s why they wanted to fuck with you.

-They thought that they would gain something from trying * key word trying * to take you.

-They were wrong though because a) they got their asses kicked by you and b) they got fried once Dabi found them.

-You were chilling at Dabis’ while he was out to get you some mustard and a chocolate bar because cravings, when you heard the door open.

-Immediately you knew it wasn’t Dabi.

-You would’ve heard him grumbling under his breath about forgetting to take money with him * bc you have been pushing him to pay for stuff every once in a while* or he would be shouting at you that your disgusting meal had arrived.

-Neither of these things happened so something was up.

-Not bothering to get up because you didn’t give two fucks, you waited for whoever stepped inside the apartment to show themselves.

-You are a villain hun you ain’t about to stress over some crusty ass dude trespassing into your house because you could obliterate his ass from the face of the earth in negative five seconds.

-Whispers and a frantic “But what if he comes back?” was all you heard before the ground breaking phrase left their mouth.

- “Who cares? She’s a woman, how strong can she be anyways?”

-You were livid.

-It might have been a mix of your hormones along with the fact that that was hella sexist but you were ready to beat some crusty ass.

-Laying down on the couch and pretending to be asleep you waited for them.

-And soon enough you felt the three figures standing over you.

- “See easy as hell.”

- “And hot as hell, please don’t forget that.”

-All three of them stared down at you like that pikachu meme for a solid minute before scrambling to activate their quirks.

- “We don’t wanna hurt a pretty girl like you so please don’t cause a fuss.”

- “Oh baby you think you can hurt me? Please have you seen who I’m dating?”

-Slowly standing up you flicked your wrist and one of them dropped to the floor.

-You made your way to the kitchen pouring yourself a glass of water right when one of them ran into you, pinning you to the counter.

- “Watch it there bud I’m carrying precious carg-”

- “Shut up you fucking slut! You’ll come with us whether you like it or not.”

- “The only person who can boss me around is not currently in this room so I suggest you let go.”

- “Yeah you should probably let her go.”

-At the sound of his deep voice you knew that they were dead men.

-The one basically on top of you stared at Dabi in horror as you pushed him off of you.

-Making your way to your boyfriend you gave him a small peck while he rested a hand over you stomach as a silent ‘are you okay?’.

-Shrugging you took the bag from his hands and went into your bedroom, not caring to see what he was about to do to them.

-You were hungry anyways.

- “Now which one of you wants to be roasted first?”

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sugar sugar - the planning 3.0

Summary: Someone the engaged couple both didn’t expect, is coming back into their lives

Sugar Daddy!Henry Cavill x Becky Kim (asian OFC)

Warnings: Light mentions of an argument. Mentions of hospital, cock warming (it’s becoming their thing now) and some rough sex (spanking, anal play, vibrators - the whole deal)

Wordcount: 4.9k

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March 1st 7 p.m.

Work has been killing Henry lately. He grows more and more tired and to my own surprise, he is even in a bad mood every now and then, a rarity when it comes to Henry. He hates talking about what is bothering him and I hate having to pry.

But it has been enough. I don’t like the fact he continues to lock himself in his office at work and I decide to surprise him. He always likes surprises, especially these ones I arranged myself.

I barge into his office and I see… He is actually taking a nap? That’s new. He only takes naps at home, with his hands slipped underneath my shirt, his head resting on my chest. His eyes flutter open, ready to scold anyone who came in, until he realizes it’s just me. ‘Thought I locked the elevator,’ he says, ‘made it unavailable.’

‘I have a surprise for you,’ I say, as I walk up to him and ignoring the fact that he might’ve made it unavailable for me as well to come up here. He probably didn’t mean it like that.

‘Okay, what is it?’

I hop on an empty corner of his desk. ‘I made reservations for us at the Plaza and afterwards, you and I can do all sorts of things in all sorts of compromising positions, if you know what I mean.’

Henry frowns, the complete opposite reaction I was expecting. ‘I can’t, baby.’

‘Why not?’ I ask him. ‘I checked your schedule and it’s all free. You have time and you should take time. You’ve been working really hard.’

‘I know, but I can’t. I have too much to do here.’

I don’t understand. He has been working non stop this week and he still doesn’t have time? He always makes time for me, for us. ‘It’s just one night, Henry,’ I try again.

‘I already told you that I can’t.’

Oh, he is in a mood? Never did he sound so… Flat and borderline annoyed when he is talking to me.

‘Oh,’ I say, not really sure how to handle this type of disappointment. ‘Sure?’

‘Damn it, Becky. Yes, I’m sure. I have tons of work to do and I cannot afford to take a break now! Some people actually have tons of work to do.’

Okay, he is mad at me now, something I totally didn’t deserve. I think I didn’t deserve it, I’m not even sure right now. Maybe this was too much? Yeah, it was too much. I shouldn’t have done that. ‘Well, excuse me for trying to do something nice for you,’ I say, sliding off his desk. ‘Good luck with work.’

‘Are you mad?’ he asks me.

He has some guts. Yes, I’m mad. ‘No, why on earth would I be?’ I ask in a petty tone, as I walk backwards towards the elevator. ‘Bye Henry, hope you finish your work.’

‘Baby, wait,’ he says, but I don’t listen. With large strides I near the elevator and get in, not even looking at him anymore. As the doors slide shut, I grab my phone and send both Genevieve and Viola a text.

Becky: You girls want to spend the evening at the Plaza?

Genevieve: Is that even a question?

Viola: When?

Becky: Thirty minutes?

Genevieve: I’ll be there in ten.

✤ ✤ ✤

Genevieve, Viola and I are sitting in the Plaza, the three of us looking over the city, as we enjoy the view. Well, they are enjoying the view. I keep on thinking about Henry. He never snaps at me like that, just like he never calls me by my name. It’s always sweetheart, darling or my favorite: baby girl. For him to call me ‘Becky’ means I did something wrong, right? Was I out of line? Should I have checked with him? I mean, surprises are meant to surprise, so I shouldn’t have told him, right?

My brain is working overtime, unable to actually enjoy hanging out with my friends.

‘Earth to Becky,’ Viola says, nudging my side. I look up from my wine glass. ‘Honey, you’re still thinking about you and Henry? It’s just a little set back, nothing too bad.’

‘Oh my,’ Genevieve says, ‘are you that disgusting type of couple that never fight? I fight with Greg all the time.’

‘We know,’ Viola butts in. ‘Come on, Gen, you know that Becky doesn’t do well with fighting. Besides, Henry is the type of man that is above pointless fights with his fiancée. Becky, what can we do for you?’

‘I don’t know. Cancel the wedding?’

Genevieve chokes on her drink. ‘For heaven’s sake, Becky, please tell me that is a joke. I swear, if you are going to cancel, I will kill you.’

I glare at her. ‘It may have been a poorly misplaced joke and a total overreaction from my side. Sorry.’

She takes a breath out of utter belief. ‘Don’t do that. I can take jokes about a lot of things, but not our wedding day.’

‘My wedding day, Gen. I’m the one getting married.’

She snorts. ‘Okay,’ she chuckles, rolling her eyes as if she cannot possibly believe that I just called it my wedding, instead of ours. ‘Anyways, I actually got a call from the bridal shop. The bridesmaids dresses are gonna be done at the end of the month, so make sure you can join us for the final fitting.’ Genevieve lets out a squeal. ‘Ah, I’m so excited. You know what comes after the wedding?’

‘Honeymoon?’ Viola and I ask.

‘Yes, that too, but also kids. I think that we should get at least once get pregnant together, because that is such a cute friendship thing for us to do.’

I don’t know if I can handle being pregnant and dealing with Gen’s hormonal mood swings, but I keep those words to myself.

‘Since our little baby factory is probably gonna have a few, Viola and I will have time enough to get it right.’

‘Do you have to call me a baby factory?’ I ask Genevieve. ‘I say once that a large family is okay for me and all of the sudden I’m a baby factory.’

‘I mean, you’re having at least two and with the way you guys are at it, there is a chance his little soldiers will find their way multiple times. One way or another.’

‘Stop talking,’ I say to Genevieve, as blood rises to my cheeks.

Viola tries to contain her laughter, but fails miserably. ‘Are you finally gonna tell her?’

Now I’m confused. ‘Tell me what?’

‘A few months back I kinda walked in on the two of you.’

Genevieve could’ve literally told me that she was gonna be president of name a country and I wouldn’t be as surprised as I am now. ‘What?’

‘Yeah, you left your keys at my place, so I figured I would bring them to you. However when I walked in, I was met with loud moans and skin slapping.’

Oh, no, I want to die.

‘It was really hilarious,’ she continues, ‘because you were on the back rest of the couch and let’s just say that you have a respectable boob size, you two kiss hella sloppy and Henry’s ass naked is delicious.’

I look at my glass of wine and gulp it all down, hoping that drinking my embarrassment and humiliation away would make the situation less awful.

It’s not working.

‘I kinda wished you never told me this,’ I mumble.

Viola finally bursts out into the loud laughter I was expecting from her a few moments ago. ‘This is gold, I wished I had this reaction on video.’

Genevieve chuckles. ‘So yeah, when I say you two are at it like bunnies, I’m not lying.’

✤ ✤ ✤

When I arrive back at the apartment, I almost forgot about the little situation Henry and I got ourselves in. Genevieve and Viola always know the exact things to tell me that makes me forget about a lot. Seeing Henry sitting on the couch, clearly beating himself up, almost makes me feel sorry for him, however I decide to be a petty bitch.

He really did hurt my feelings.

I walk straight to the kitchen and despite me hearing him follow me, I disregard my instinct and don’t turn towards him.

‘Becky,’ he says, his tone soft and slightly unsure. Him calling out my name in a tone like this, is an indication he is aware of the thin ice he is skating on.

‘Mhm?’

‘I’m sorry.’

‘What for? You were busy and I was intruding.’ I let the tea bag soak for a few moments. ‘You know, Genevieve, Viola and I had a great time together,’ I continue. ‘I arranged amazing seats at the Plaza. It had a view over the Hudson and we saw a lot of fairies.’ I know those are his favorite spots and he always tells me that one day he’ll take me on a fairy. ‘Never been on a fairy before.’ That’s a jab I knew would hurt the most. Damn, I’m awful. With the mug in my hand, I turn around, to see that Henry is looking slightly uncomfortable. ‘How was work? Did you finish it?’

He shakes his head.

Don’t say it, Becky. ‘Oh, why not?’ Damn it, Becky.

‘You serious?’ he asks. ‘We had an argument.’

‘Oh, don’t be silly, Henry. It wasn’t an argument. You were working and I had some poor planning. A small misunderstanding. Happens to all the couples some day.’

He sighs. ‘I shouldn’t have spoken to you in that tone,’ he says. ‘You were right, I could’ve needed a break. Work has been killing these last few weeks and I… I keep convincing myself I can do it all…’ He leans against the kitchen island and folds his arms. ‘Truth is, we lost some investors and I’ve been trying to rectify the situation. It’s just that it’s not working.’

Oh, I didn’t know that. Now I feel sorry for being so bitchy to him. ‘I see,’ I mumble. ‘Why didn’t you tell me?’

‘I didn’t want you to worry,’ he says.

‘You understand that I can read you like a book, right?’ I ask him. ‘Henry, I’m gonna be your wife, I know when something is bothering you.’

‘I know and to take it out on you, wasn’t fair to you. I’m sorry.’

I nod, placing the mug on the counter. ‘I’m sorry too.’

‘Sorry for what?’

‘For being petty and inconsiderate of your time. I shouldn’t have just surprised you like that. I know you’re busy.’

‘But never too busy for you. You did everything right. Checked my schedules, arranged it at a time where I barely have anything to do. It was the perfect surprise. Having dinner with you at the Plaza is one of my favorite places to have dinner with you. Staring at those fairies is what we do.’ He carefully approaches, still unsure whether or not we’re on the same page. ‘You have nothing to apologize for. The only one who was at fault was me.’

I grab him by his tie and pull him in a hug, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. He nuzzles his face in my neck, whispering soft apologies.

‘It’s all good,’ I say. ‘I’m sorry for being petty.’

‘No, no, no, don’t be. I deserved that one. Especially after the tone I used on you.’ He pulls back a little and presses a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. ‘How about I take you to dinner tomorrow night?’

‘Sounds good. But you have to call this time,’ I say.

Henry raises his eyebrows in surprise. ‘You made the reservations yourself?’

I nod. ‘Hence the reason I might got a little bit extra defensive.’

He smiles at me, before giving me a kiss. ‘I’m so proud of you, baby. Practice makes perfect.’

‘I know,’ I say with a soft smile on my lips. ‘We’re good again?’

‘More than good,’ he chuckles. He lifts me on the counter and stands in between my legs. ‘How was it with Genevieve and Viola?’

‘Good,’ I say, ‘just discovered that Genevieve once walked in on us having sex.’

His eyes enlarge. ‘Really?’

‘Yes, really,’ I say. ‘She told me I have a respectable boob size, we kiss sloppy and that your naked ass looks really good.’

He lets out a nervous chuckle. ‘Your boobs are perfect,’ he says and I slap him across his chest. ‘You know I can never look at her again?’

‘Don’t be ridiculous,’ I laugh. ‘It’s nothing. She’ll just pester us with it for a while and then she finds something else to humiliate me with. Really, it’s no big deal.’

March 20th 2 p.m.

I place the groceries in the fridge, after I got back home. I actually want to plan cooking Henry some dinner so I bought all the ingredients I think I need. He always does so much for me, so it’s only fair that I’m doing it too every once in a while.

Let’s just hope I don’t fail miserably.

My phone starts to ring and I quickly pick up. ‘Hello.’

‘Good afternoon, is this Becky Kim?’ a female voice asks.

I frown. ‘Yes, this is her. Is everything alright?’

‘My name is Alicia, a nurse at NewYork-Presbyterian. I’m calling in regards of Sehun Kim.’

Dad? That Sehun Kim? Too say I’m absolutely flabbergasted is an understatement. ‘Excuse me if I come off extremely rude, but I’m sure I’m not registered as his next of kin. Isn’t there someone else to call?’

‘Well miss Kim, you are his next of kin. Your father had a ruptured appendix. Thankfully he got to the hospital in time, but his health is severely declined. We are keeping him here for a few days, to see if everything is alright.’

I lean against the sink, thinking about my next move. ‘Is there anyone with him right now?’ I ask.

‘No, miss.’

I sigh deeply. What to do, what to do? ‘I’ll be there shortly.’ When I hang up the phone, I arrange the chauffeur to drive me to the hospital and I grab some stuff I need. As I step into the elevator, I text Henry to tell him what’s going on.

Becky: My dad is in the hospital, I’m going there right now

Daddy 🥰: Darling, are you okay? Do you need anything?

Becky: I’m taking the driver. Just be there when I get home?

Daddy 🥰: Of course, baby girl. Just tell me when you need something, okay?

Becky: Will do

✤ ✤ ✤

I have been looking at my father for a few minutes now from behind the glass. He looks a lot older than I remember him. I wonder why I’m next of kin and not my mom or my siblings. I mean, he hasn’t seen me in so long, I literally told my family I never wanted to see them anymore and that included him.

With my arms crossed in front of my chest, I hesitate whether or not I’m gonna open that door and walk into his room.

I mean, I kinda want to.

I always felt like my father and I were pretty much the same, however he never showed me how much he loved me. It always seemed easier to love my siblings than me, but maybe there were certain things that held him back.

I never asked him and now I finally have a chance.

Finally I mustered up the confidence to just do it. I open the door and walk in. He is awake and looks at me, but like usual he isn’t saying anything. It could be hurtful, but it doesn’t feel like that. I walk towards the side of the bed. ‘Are you okay?’ I ask him.

Still he is unable to talk, but I see it. I see his eyes filling with tears and for the first time in forever, I see the hurt he probably had to endure all this time.

‘Dad, please say something to me.’

‘I’m sorry, Becky,’ he then says, his voice breaking in the process. ‘I’m so sorry.’

‘What for?’

‘For not standing up to you. For not being the dad you deserved, you needed.’ He rubs his eyes with his fingers and adds: ‘What kind of father allows this type of crap?’

I honestly don’t know, so all I can do is simply shrug. ‘I’m guessing mom wasn’t too kind on you either.’

He shakes his head. ‘She wasn’t.’

‘Then why didn’t you divorce her?’ I ask, in a harsher tone then I originally intended to. ‘Took me with you? We could’ve been happy, dad, just the two of us.’

‘I know, I know.’

‘Then why didn’t you do it? Why didn’t you stand up for me?’

‘Because I was scared.’ It must be so painful for him to admit it, but I rather want him being honest with me, then him dancing around the subject. He was scared and I can’t blame him for it. Mom was (and I presume still is) pretty scary and if she was mean to me, I don’t think I can even fathom what happened between her and dad.

‘But why am I next of kin?’ I ask. ‘You have Liam and Celine.’

‘They are not you,’ he says and that hits something deep in my heart. ‘I was too scared to call you and tell you how sorry I am, so I changed you to my next of kin a few months back. I know, it was weak and I’m a coward, but it was the only way I felt like I could do ever talk to you again.’

It happens before I can even stop it. I place my hand on his and at first, dad doesn’t move, but then he holds my hand tightly in his.

‘I’m sorry, Becky. I’m so sorry.’

‘I know,’ I say. ‘I know.’

‘I can’t imagine what you went through. I should’ve been there for you, I should’ve protected you.’

I don’t know what to say, so I simply grab a chair and drag it next to his bed, before taking place on it. ‘Then tell me everything you went through,’ I whisper, ‘maybe we can understand each other.’

✤ ✤ ✤

The afternoon turned into the night and it’s already seven p.m. when I arrive back the penthouse. It was both draining and very insightful. Everything I went through, my dad went through as well, for being a more shy personality, more serious and less out there. While I knew he would draw the short end of the stick when we were all together, he got it real bad when he was alone with my mom. The thing was: it didn’t stop when I moved out, when I told them I never wanted to see them again.

It only got worse.

Somehow me ending up in juvie, was his fault.

I close the door of the apartment and Henry says: ‘There you are. Baby girl, how are you?’

‘I’m okay,’ I say, though that is not quite the truth. ‘It went well.’

Henry stands up and walks over to me. ‘Glad to hear.’ He gives me a kiss, as his hands find mine. ‘Your dad is gonna be okay?’

‘Yeah, he just has to stay to see if all goes well tonight.’ I let out a deep sigh. ‘I missed him.’

He nods, allowing me to find the words to describe how I’m feeling.

‘We talked for a long while,’ I continue. ‘But I’m going back tomorrow, because I feel like we have a lot to catch up on. Wanna join me?’

‘If you want me to, I’ll happily go, you know that.’

I don’t want to cry, I think I did that enough the last few hours, however a few tears escape. ‘Daddy, can you hold me?’

He doesn’t waste a single second, before he hoists me up in his arms, holding me closely to his body. ‘I’m right here, sweetheart.’

I close my eyes, as I cling onto him. I start to sniffle, but it’s enough for Henry to be alerted.

‘Baby girl. What is it? What do you need?’

‘A hug.’

He pulls back a little and cocks an eyebrow. ‘That kind of hug?’

I nod. ‘Please?’

‘Of course.’ He carries me to the sauna, where he undoes me from my clothing and quickly shreds himself from his. We step into the hot sauna and I sit on his lap, before he starts the preparations. His hands massage my entire body, as I place my forehead against his. ‘I love you,’ he whispers against my lips.

‘I love you too.’

‘You did well today.’ He squeezes my breasts in his large hands, flicking my nipples and it’s already doing its magic trick in between my legs. ‘I’m proud of you, because it mustn’t be easy.’ He gives me a kiss, before he brings his lips to my hardened nipple, wrapping them around the sensitive nub.

I kiss him on his hairline. ‘You are?’

‘Oh baby, you have no idea.’

I reach down, grabbing his semi hard cock and rub his tip against my clit. I whimper, causing Henry to look up. He kisses me, soft and slow. ‘When you’re ready,’ he says.

I line him up near my throbbing entrance and I sink onto him, biting away the slight pain as I stretch around him. Henry rubs my clit and the pain quickly subdues. He leans back against the wall, pulling me onto his chest, his fingers drawing soft circles on my back.

I don’t know how long we are in this position, but when I open my eyes again, I feel pretty drowsy, almost like I fell asleep.

Henry is already awake, still holding me close against him, not caring that we’re both drenched in sweat. ‘Hi, baby girl,’ he whispers.

‘Hi.’

‘You were gone for quite a while. We’ve been here for an hour, or so.’

I smile. ‘I feel better, thank you.’

‘That’s good, that’s good.’ He gives me a kiss and says: ‘You look better.’

‘Daddy,’ I whisper, ‘I love you.’

‘Oh, I love you too.’

I rock my hips on his and he hums in content. ‘Fuck me,’ I beg. ‘Please do. I need it.’

‘How do you need it?’ he asks. ‘Rough? Soft? I’ll give it to you, baby girl. Just tell me what you need.’

I bite my lip. ‘I need it rough, daddy. Please, I need it rough.’

✤ ✤ ✤

When I ask for rough, I’ll get it even rougher. Henry used his tie to restrain my hands above my head, so he has his hands free to press the vibrator against my clit while he pounds himself inside of me. He is ruthless, but that is exactly what I need.

My mind is blank, as the only things I feel is being overpowered, loved and taken care of. I don’t know how many times I already came, but my sobs are quite telling.

‘You gonna cum again, baby?’

I nod, before my eyes roll back and my juices squirt passed him. Telling from his grunts, he is close as well.

‘Shit, baby girl, you feel so fucking good around me.’ He throws the vibrator to the side, tightening his grip on my hips, as I ride out my high. I’m a crying mess, tears dripping over my cheeks and that’s about the same time his hips stutter against mine, his warm seed spilled deep inside of me. He unties my hands, before giving me a sloppy kiss. ‘You okay?’ he asks, still buried inside of me.

‘I’m fine, I’m fine.’

‘You feel better?’

I smile. ‘I do, thank you, daddy. I needed that.’

He gives me a kiss on my lips and wipes away the tears. ‘You want to talk about it or not?’

‘I don’t want to talk about it. I’m just glad you helped me out here.’ I place my hands on his chest. ‘Could need a shower, though.’

‘I know,’ he chuckles. ‘How about you take a shower, I’ll clean up in here and then join you?’

‘Sounds good to me,’ I whisper. ‘I love you.’

‘I love you too, baby girl.’

March 21st 11 a.m.

The next day I’m back at the hospital, only this time I took Henry with me. He holds my hand in his and gives me a reassuring kiss on my fingers. ‘You want me in there with you two immediately?’ he asks me.

I don’t need to think about that for very long, because I quickly nod. ‘Of course. I actually quite need you in there.’

We stop in front of his door and I take a deep breath before knocking three times and peaking around the corner. ‘Dad,’ I say, causing him to look up from his book, ‘I’m back and brought someone.’

Henry and I step into the room and my dad nods, taking in Henry. ‘Your fiancé,’ dad says, closing his book. Yesterday I told him a lot about Henry already, especially because my dad read my interview and actually figured out how to check my Instagram. It was his own way to keep track of me and for some odd reason, I’m glad he did. He holds out his hand and Henry is quick to take it. ‘I’m Sehun, nice to meet you.’

‘My name is Henry, sir. It’s great to meet you too.’ He pulls two chairs next to dad’s bed and we both take a seat.

I take his hand into mine and say: ‘Dad, how are you feeling?’

‘Better, better.’ Dad stares at Henry and says: ‘It doesn’t take a genius to see how happy you are with each other.’

I smile, my other hand blindly searching Henry’s.

‘I also don’t need to tell you, but you need to take good care of her.’

Henry nods. ‘Don’t you worry, sir, I take good care of her.’

My dad looks up at the ceiling, tears in his eyes.

‘Dad, please,’ I say, ‘it’s all okay. We spoke about this yesterday: I don’t blame you. Not at all, not in the slightest.’

He has never been the talkative type, I know that. It pains me to see how crushed he is, how much he is beating himself up. I understand that he feels like that, however I am not mad. After yesterday’s talk I understood and realized I never wanted to be mad at him at all.

‘I don’t know if you can make it and if you even want to, but you—and you alone—can come to the wedding if you want. It’s a little short notice, I know, but Henry and I would love it if you were there.’

Dad simply nods. ‘I would love that too,’ he says in a hoarse tone. ‘Just… You have to help me with something first.’

‘And what is that?’

‘Help me arrange a divorce.’

Don’t overreact, Becky. The rush of utter euphoria fills my body. He wants to divorce my mom? After all those years? Is there an opportunity I could still have that relationship with my dad I have always secretly wanted and wished for.

I look over my shoulder to Henry, who seems to read my eyes. ‘I can arrange something with my lawyer,’ Henry says, squeezing my fingers. ‘You know what, I’ll call him right now. Maybe we can arrange something very soon.’

Henry leaves the room, holding his phone in his hand and my dad nods. ‘You have a nice fiancé,’ he says. ‘Takes good care of you.’

I smile. ‘Yeah, he does. He is the love of my life.’

Dad tilts his head. ‘You sure you want me there?’

‘Yes, I’d love to. We have an entire month to get to know each other and that of course won’t change after the wedding. We could look for an apartment for you, make sure you can start a new life.’

‘It’s a father’s job to protect and take care of his kids, not the other way around.’ He sighs deeply and says: ‘I have never taken care of you. Protected you from those vile words spilled from your mom and siblings.’

‘But you will,’ I say. ‘Please, it’s all good. Know and accept that, okay? I want to work on our relationship and that can start with an apartment when you are released from this awful place.’

For the first time he widely smiles. ‘I’m a lucky man for having a daughter like you.’

Henry enters the room again and says: ‘Well, I spoke to my lawyer and he is ready to meet you in a few days. There is a possibility he can expedite the process.’

Dad nods again. ‘Thank you, Henry. Now please sit, so I can get to know you.’

✤ ✤ ✤

When Henry and I are back in the car after hours of getting to know my father, tears finally drip over my tears. ‘Baby girl,’ he says, ‘it’s okay. You did amazing.’

‘I just don’t know why I’m crying, especially because I’m happy. I’m happy with all of this, however it’s just that… I wish there was more I could do.’

‘You are doing all you can,’ he says. ‘And your dad knows that.’

I hide my face in my hands and I feel Henry’s hand in the back of my neck. He presses a kiss on the top of my head.

‘I love you, baby girl and we’ll get through this.’

#henry cavill #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill fandom #henry cavill x ofc #henry cavill x oc #henry cavill x asian ofc #henry cavill x becky kim #sugar daddy!henry cavill #sugar sugar #becky kim #asian ofc

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razziliciousart · 2 years

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Betsy Bat

She plays the triangle and oversees the arcade, where she plays games with kids and dances with DJMM and the rest of the band. She's hella lazy and will usually leave Gregory alone unless he turns off the machine she's playing. Otherwise she offers Gregory assistance in exchange for being left alone and will openly offer to keep an eye on Freddy or Monty while Gregory is snooping.

Depending on the choices Gregory makes, she will either stay in her area or Gregory can choose to lure her out and to Bonnie Bowling, where she can be trapped in the pin machines and Gregory can harvest her ears, giving Freddy the ability to "see" the footsteps of approaching animatronics in ripples.

She does not get along with Roxy, or Moon. She does get along with Freddy, Chica, DJMM, and misses Bonnie. Her only opinion of Monty is that she likes to look at him.

Calls Gregory "Kiddo", "mini nugget", "pint size", "gregorio". Calls Freddy "dadbear", "fazzy faz", and "fredboy". Calls Monty "big boy", "eye candy", and "gummy". Calls Roxy "roozer", "roo roo", and "roxeroo". Calls Chica "Chi chi", "chizza", and "Cha cha".

If Gregory plays the first princess quest, she will offer him hints where the other two are and how to beat them. She can also be challenged to arcade games as a minigame and if beaten will offer flashlight upgrades or miscellaneous Betsy merch.

Her room is in the arcade, and is no different than the bands room, except for her room always being dark with glowing stars on the ceiling. There are hints that she used to bowl with Bonnie often and was part of the main band until Roxanne was added and the two constantly had spats. If her room is entered and she's talked to, she will remark about Gregory "sticking his nose where it doesn't belong".

Voice claim: Morgan Garrett (VA of Akane Owari in the Danganronpa anime)

Gregory: "Why aren't you hunting me like the others?"

Betsy: "you think I wanna end up like Darth Maul, Miss Roboto, and Firekeeper over there?"

In the loading dock ending while Freddy's holding the door for dear life, Betsy's just in the backseat being jostled around while playing on a Switch she got from confiscated items. Bitch didn't even wanna go.

Betsy is non hostile towards Gregory and can't be decommissioned except during the small window when the arcade is being reset. That's the only time she is hostile towards Gregory and can be lured into the Bonnie Bowling pin machines, where she gets crushed and can have her ears removed and applied on Freddy.

Betsy wouldn't fly, shes too lazy. She just wants to play triangle and eat nachos and watch Monty. Soft shiny vinyl is what makes her wings and has a glitter affect that would add that 80s pop band aesthetic. The pointy ends of the wings being part of why she got removed from the main stage. Accidentally poking eyes out and getting demoted to the arcade. The often forgotten poke of '86. Didn't hurt the kid's frontal lobe, but he did have to get minor surgery and wear an eyepatch for like three weeks. It's ok tho he got a complimentary foxy pirate eye patch and a waiver to promise not to sue. But Betsy does still feel kinda bad.

Betsy doesn't show much interest in Vanessa or Vanny and openly calls Vanny a gross furry and will warn Gregory to "watch out for the prancing fursona" if Vanny is lurking I the arcade

If Betsy is decommissioned:

Freddy's response to the advanced hearing: "Oh wow! I can hear everything! I can even hear the daycare attendant across the pizzaplex! This is just like Betsy!"

Gregory: "Yup, just like Betsy"

Freddy: "Now we can talk even from our rooms!"

After being decommissioned, she will wander the entire pizzaplex and be hostile towards Gregory.

When hunting Gregory, Betsy will mostly growl, screech, and make assorted comments: "Maybe I deserve this" "this would've never happened if she never showed up" "Hello! Is anyone there!" "It's so quiet..." "where are my friends..." "I just wanted to be alone"

If shot with the fazeblaster, she will make assorted glitched screeches and scold Gregory with assorted comments: "Watch where you aim that thing!" "Do I look like a threat to you!" "How about I shoot YOU in the eye, brat!"

If snapped with the fazcamera, she will also screech and scold Gregory with: "You're such a sore loser!" "Do it again, I dare you!" "See if I help you again!"

If hit with either too often in the same hour, she will jumpscare Gregory and throw him into Freddy's compartment. (Ei: jumpscared then appearing from inside freddy whether or not freddy was there beforehand.) She will then tell Gregory "Keep your pet on a leash, fred!"

Betsy is always at a different machine each time Gregory enters the arcade. Probably working on getting her high scores back in the newly reset games.

While the arcade is being reset, she will lurk around. Instead of mostly dialogue, Gregory will hear squeaking and clicking, indicating Betsy using echolocation to find Gregory in the dark. Aside from sounds, Betsy will make remarks like "That was my high score!" "How could one brat ruin my win streak!" "You'll wish you were a ball in a pachinko machine when I find you!"

If unlocking the secret door in preparation for the true ending, Betsy will grow more quiet.

After one lock: "You should really stop while you're ahead, nugget"

After two locks: "You don't know what's behind that door. Its best to stay that way."

After all three locks: "Don't let him escape. Whatever you do."

After that, she will only tell Gregory to "Get out while you're able, kid" "Hes coming." "He knows you're here." "Go home, kid."

When Betsy was part of the main band with Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica when the pizzaplex first opened, she had been made with the intention of filling in what would have been Foxys place, spare parts from Funtime Foxy being used to build parts of her. Eventually, she and Chica became so popular with the young girls who visited the Pizzaplex that Betsy got an overhaul and was rebuilt with her own parts. While some traits of funtime Foxy can still be seen, none of her parts remain from the former animatronic.

If going for the hero ending:

Betsy will hint at the locations of each Princess quest.

"I found this old game back by Roxys Salon. Creepy thing, not really my style."

After one princess quest: "oh you found that old game? It's got a sequel somewhere around here. DJ mentioned it a few times."

After beating two of the games: "you have a weird taste in games. Just like that greasy furry. She loved the threequel."

When Bonnie was decommissioned and moved to the Bowling Alley, and Monty moved into his place, Betsy began acting out. She would vanish from birthday parties and hide out at the arcade. She would refuse to return to her room unless allowed to visit Bonnie at the Bowling Alley, first. When Bonnie was officially permanently removed and Roxanne was added to the band, Betsy became more aggressive. She would constantly shove Roxy off the main stage, causing a fight between the two. She would frequently hide out at the Bowling alley and just stare at Bonnie's former stage. She would snap at any staff who attempted to approach her for repairs. It came to a head when she was in the arcade and a child came from behind, startling Betsy into thinking staff had snuck up on her. The pointed end of her wing caught the child in his left eye socket, causing permanent damage that required surgery. The pizzaplex gave the child a complimentary foxy the pirate eyepatch and a one year membership in exchange for no lawsuit. But after the incident, Betsy was not quite the same. She became cold to children and would try to keep her distance from them.

When first encountered non-hostile, if Freddy is present, he will comment about how he believes Betsy isolates herself out of fear of harming others, and how she was never quite the same "when the band broke up".

If freddy is left alone near Betsy while Gregory is wandering about, they can be heard idly chatting. "Hey fredboy, you up for a game?" "I cannot, I'm sorry." "You never were good at these, eh?"/"So, took the dad in dadbear seriously?" "I am protecting Gregory. He must go home." "Keep telling yourself that."/"You still chummy with those fakes?" "They are my friends" "Well... When they decide to replace you, you can bunk with me." "Thank you, Betsy."

A present with golden glamrock Bonnie plushie can be found in her room along with a duffelbag containing a message that retells the story from the perspective of the staff who tried to fix her.

If not spoken to and Gregory is wandering nearby while animatronics are lurking, Betsy will make idle comments without prompt.

If intact Chica is in the arcade: "She keeps talking about candy. Where is she getting candy?"

If intact Roxy is in the arcade: "Smells like wet dog and narcissism in here"

If intact Monty is in the arcade: "Hey kid, walk this way. I wanna watch him go by one more time."

If broken Chica is in the arcade: "Somehow these sounds are worse..."

If broken Roxy is in the arcade: "heheheheheh oh this is too good"

If broken Monty is in the arcade: "You better run, kid, that's some nightmare inducing stuff!"

If moon is out and about and Gregory is in the arcade: "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ONE MORE GAME AND I'LL SLEEP! can't do nothing in this place"

#fnaf sb #bat #fnaf #security breach #five nights at freddy's #five night's at Freddy's security breach #glamrock animatronics #glamrock freddy #glamrock oc #glamrock bonnie #my art

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horrorisunknowntoyou · 3 years

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Oh , My Aphrodite.

(In game! Techno blade x reader ) based of the song “ Love like you “ from SU

(Romance and fluff :)

https://youtu.be/5PjDQOPrHJA

Techno has conflicted feelings about y/n , he feels he isn’t good enough for her and that he’s too dangerous but y/n doesn’t think the same and instead comforts him. Also it may be a little OOC for tech sorry. 🥺 _____________________________________ 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Techno and y/n were a strange couple that was for sure , they seem like total opposites a quiet brute man that techno was , and the bubbly talkative girl who loved roses and baking. For many it was a surprised that techno had a lover considering the things he have done and his personality. But in fact they were a pretty happy stable relationship compare to the others on the smp was shocking. They kinda watch over Ranboo as if he was their kid or something , he didn’t really live with them but near by and they would check up on him. y/n was okay with Techno’s beliefs and such and it didn’t really bother her as she had no connections towards the places and people, plus by the sound of it the blonde boy who would visit them screaming explained it, it didn’t sound so great. She mostly stayed home , tend a farm and brew potions for techno for his journeys and fights. Sometimes she’ll go on little missions on her own to get supplies by the near by villages usually with techno constantly telling her to have a totem of undying on her no matter what. And so y/n wouldn’t be lonely she would hang out with her father in law sometimes and joke about stuff and teach her the basics in sword fighting and some family stories. What techno loved so much about her is her passion in things she enjoys and the small little gestures of affection she does for him, and always willing to learn new things. From fixing and sewing his clothes , from her making a rose garden and putting them in her hair, talking about her fixations of stories and art. They way she bandaged him up and give him his favorite food after a fight and take care for him. He doesn’t know how he got such a wonderful women like her , she was just so loyal to him he didn’t deserve it.

He remembers how he met her she was walking in the snow with barely anything on crying , almost freezing to death but he luckily got her before she did and helped her back to his home. He was very very unsure what to do but he tried his best to help her. After awhile and her resting she told him she got kicked out from her boyfriends house and was basically left to die. But that she was very great full towards techno and wished to repay him back in anyway she can so techno let her do tasks for him. After awhile she got used to being around him and kinda cling onto him wishing to stay with him. After a lot of thinking he agreed to it and let her stay with him , it was hard/awkward at first because she’s obviously been abused but together she eventually grew back her strength and confidence which deepen their bond. They were good friends and did stuff for each other and start developing feelings for each other. Even Phil kinda noticed when he visit techno and talk to him , he very much noticed the chemistry between the two. But after some awkward dates , a lot of being flustered and being quiet with each other they finally started to date and show their true feelings with each other and it was a big change for them both. Currently now techno was happy in the relationship he was in , I mean he even had a golden ring for her but he wasn’t sure why but he’s been so hesitant and unsure of himself. He was coming home from a trip from a village for the ring. This trip made him think a lot , he killed a lot of people , he had blood on his hands, the voices in his head. The betrayals he had and the nicknames, he was called, “ The blade” , “ The blood god.” Would she really want to be associated with that with him? She would become a target and she is okay with that? The voices in his head were conflicting him because they weren’t begging for blood. But instead haft worried for her and haft very happy and it was an overwhelming feeling cause he wasn’t used to it that he kinda stood outside his home frozen still, tears overwhelming him and stream down his face , his skull hog mask covering his face. He just stood there crying quietly lightly shaking as his love wait for him. y/n was inside baking some goods as she waits for techno to come home and noticed something at the window when she was cleaning up. She peeked out to see and noticed it was techno as she happily clap in glee. But she noticed how stiff and tense he appeared outside , now that she mention it he’s been kinda distant with her maybe she could go outside to check on him. Y/n quickly put her coat on and open the door walking over to him as the snow crunch under her feet, it was hella cold outside. “ Techno, techno love you okay?” She was few inches from him and looked at him “ tech?...you okay?...”“she slowly moved over to him and gently place on a hand on his cheek as the other gently lift up his mask. She takes out a handkerchief and gently wipe his tears away as she place soft kisses “ hey...hey it’s okay baby I’m here.” She softly says as techno starts to clear his mind and focus his vision he started to calm down back into reality. “Y/n?....is that you?” Techno said so softly as y/n perk up at his voice “ yes! Yes it’s me my love , what’s wrong?” She says softly as she cupped his face gently caressing his cheek with her thumb. He basically melted into her touch “ oh my Aphrodite, I just....I don’t know... I know I been distant from you and I apologize. But I just-” she cuts him off “ it’s okay I know, I know let’s just get you back inside okay? It’s cold and I’m freezing and I just want you to know that if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t Be here and I think that says a lot about you . “ She said smiling towards him grabbing his hand and walking back to the warm cozy house sitting him down as she sat beside him holding him close to her. “ I love you techno , and...I’m grateful for everything you do for me and that yes I have noticed your distance and etc but believe me when I say that , I think you deserve it , my love. You helped me so much and made me happy, you gave me strength and I’m forever loyal to you. I was in a pretty shitty situation , and you made me feel better about myself. I know your not perfect and neither am I but I just wanted to let you know, sorry if I’m rambling or if doesn’t make sense but I’m just trying to say I love you and that you deserve it .” Techno looked up at her after she was talking and smiles a bit , he gently gives her soft kisses and nuzzles of affection ““thank you I needed that” he gently took off his cape his coat and such , and putting his cloak on her but forgetting it’s too heavy on her as He heard an “oof!” And a thud on the floorboards, “ y/n! I’m sorry I forgot !” He scrambled to help her up and sit her down, ““I’m sorry,” ““it’s okay!, it’s okay! You didn’t mean to !” She giggled as he relaxes. “ Well okay...well thank you my Aphrodite and I think your worthy of my love too, I’m glad I’m with you.”

(Part 2 maybe idk )

#technoblade x reader #dream smp #mcyt x reader #dreamwastaken #sbi x reader

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floof-ghostie · 3 years

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On a similar note from my post comparing class 1-A and B's girls, I'm also cackling at how deep the male cast of 1-B is.

Top of the list is Monoma, the most dramatic person in the world. By all accounts, he should be an ass, yet he isn't. One of the smartest characters on the show, always analysing. Supports anyone that isn't in the rival class. His hero costume is basically "Phantom of the Opera" meets "Pocket watch collector". It's great. He's also a huge fan of french comics, or "bandes dessinées". Iconic as hell.

Kuroiro is the embodiment of darkness and schemes, constantly talks in a melodramatic fashion, and basically started a rivalry to "Out-Goth" Tokoyami. The guy literally thinks he came from the void, he's that goth. Yet he goes soft and shy for one person (Komori). Literally my favourite trope in the entire world.

Kamakiri is brash, violent, and won't hesitate to cut a b*tch. His favourite hobby is collecting bugs. One of the most hardened, most violent characters on the show, and his side hustle is collecting bugs. One of the calmest hobbies that requires a cool head to handle the critters. Beautiful.

We got Shishida, who's quirk is called "beast". Pretty self explanatory; he can go feral at any given time. But when he's out of beast mode? Most respectful, and eloquent person we've ever seen. Most put together person. Probably does his taxes for fun. Refers to the girls in his life as "Lady (insert name here)".

Shoda is class vice rep, respectfully holds the brain cell of the class and respectfully gives it to Kendo when she needs it, and on his downtime is into wrestling. Also hella smart, probably analyses a lot of fights, so he can better use his quirk. Held no ill will towards the people who best him in a fight.

Honenuki has a skeletal appearance and is a recommendation student. Very versatile quirk, flexible way of thinking, gives his classmates massages if they're cool with it. All around good guy. His hero name you ask? Mudman.

Awase? Chile, anybody who follows me knows how much I love him, but we're gonna keep this short. Cusses on the regular, and is so good with his quirk that he managed to detain the most volatile and dangerous student in his grade without getting hurt. Cool headband, cynical, will outright refuse to be used as a welding tool. All these traits cannot disguise the fact that he's an absolute dork, referred to Kendo's dress as, and I quote "Kinda sexy". Was 100% ready to lay down his life to save a girl that he barely knew, and caught feelings for her as a result.

Kosei Tsuburaba, the ride-or-die man of class 1-B. Honestly, he might be almost as detailed as Monoma. Loves special effects in superhero movies, enjoys ball games, and is a hopeless romantic. I'm not kidding, he's constantly bending two of his classmates' ears with talk about romance. Dirty minded, but still extremely respectful.

Show me a side character who represents the duality of man more then Sen Kaibara. I'll wait. Has rbf 24/7, and is chill until it's time to fight. Then he's all smiles and excitement. My man is completely chill and generally doesn't give a damn unless it's time to fight. Phenomenal. If he was in the spotlight more, he'd be too op, and Hori knows that. Loves cameras and photography, probably takes candid shots of his friends.

Hiryu Rin, one of the only two canon foreign transfer students at U.A. Comes from China, his costume is modelled after a kind of Chinese zombie. Is that one friend who's always cold. Minds his business all the time.

The gentlest giant in the entire show is Kojiro Bondo. The guy makes model figures in his spare time, and is the sweetest soul. No further explanation.

Manga Fukidashi. Where do I even start with this dude. My guy has a whole speech bubble for a head, and that isn't even part of his quirk. This dude is always joking around, and basically wants to scream Onomatopoeias for a living as a hero. Loves kids, is probably going to be a hella popular hero, just you wait. He'll be one of the big three, mark my words.

And finally, the man, the myth, the metal: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu. Got shot several times during the attack on the camp, and still kept fighting. Got set on fire, and still didn't relent. You'd think a guy like him would be mean and brash, but no. This dude legit gets sparkly eyes whenever he sees Kendo use the brain cell of the class. Supportive as hell, will always cheer you up.

So yeah. A nuanced class of good boys. And do you know what's even better?

They all chug that Respect Women Juice with every meal.

#bnha #class 1-b #neito monoma #shihai kuroiro #togaru kamakiri #jurota shishida #nirengeki shoda #juzo honenuki #yosetsu awase #kosei tsuburaba #sen kaibara #hiryu rin #kojiro bondo #manga fukidashi #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu

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variousqueerthings · 3 years

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Daniel LaRusso: A Queer Feminine Fairytale Analysis Part 1 of 3

Disclaimers and trigger warnings:

1. These fairytales are European, although there’s often overlap in themes globally. I know European fairytales better, which is essentially the reason I’m not going to branch out too far. I opted to also stick to Western movies so as not to narrow things down, but also in particular “waves hand towards all of Ghibli” amongst many others. There’s a reason the guys in Ghibli are so gender.

2. TW for discussions of rape culture and rape fantasies

EDIT: FUCK I’M A GOBLIN CHILD! FORGOT TO PUT A MASSIVE MASSIVE THANK YOU TO @mimsyaf WHO HAS BEEN THE NICEST, KINDEST EDITOR ON THESE THOUGHTS AND CONTRIBUTED SO MUCH TO THEM AND GENERALLY IS A WONDERFUL PERSON!

Part 2

Part 3

1. Introduction

I recently wrote a little thing, which was about Daniel as a fairytale protagonist – specifically one that goes through some of the kinds of transformations that are often associated with female protagonists of fairytales.

I used quotes from Red Riding Hood, Labyrinth, Buffy The Vampire Slayer, and Dracula, which, as an aside – the overlap between fairytales, horror, and fantasy and the ways each of those genres delve into very deep, basic questions of humanity and the world is something that will always make me feral. I will be generally sticking with fairytales though. Also I am very excited about some of those Labyrinth concepts going around!

I’m going to use “feminine” and “masculine” in both gendered (as in relating specifically to people) and non-gendered (as in relating to codes) ways throughout this, depending on context.

To be binary for a moment, because sample-sizes of other genders are low, women are usually able to fall into either feminine or masculine arcs, although sometimes the masculine-coded woman can become a “not like the other girls” stereotype and the feminine-coded woman a shallow cliché – in both cases they’re also under more scrutiny and judgement, so it’s always worth asking “is this character not working for me because of the writing or because I have ingrained biases? (Both?)”

Men don’t often get feminine-coded arcs. Because. Probably a mix of biases and bigotry. But there are some that seem to have slipped beneath the shuttered fence of “Sufficient Narrative Testosterone,” and Daniel LaRusso is one of them.

2. Some Dude Comparisons (Men Doing Manly Action-Hero Things like being trans symbolism and loving your girlfriend… seriously those things are hella manly, I wish we saw more of that onscreen…)

a. Neo

Much like Neo The Matrix, whose journey is filled with transgender subtext and specifically and repeatedly references Alice In Wonderland, Daniel doesn’t go through quite the kind of hero's journey usually associated with Yer Standard Male Hero, especially the type found in the 80s/90s.

Neo is my favourite comparison, because of the purposefulness of his journey as a trans narrative and the use of Alice. But I’m sure there are other non-traditional male heroes out there (but are they trans tho? Please tell me, I want trans action heroes).

Neo “passes” as a socially acceptable man, but online goes by a different name - the name he prefers to be known by - feels like there’s something inherently wrong about the world around him and his body’s place in that society, and then gets taken down the rabbit hole (with his consent, although without really “knowing” what he’s consenting to) to discover that it’s the world that’s wrong - not him. And by accessing this truth he can literally make his body do and become whatever he wants it to.

Yay. (The message of the Matrix is actually that trans people can fly).

Neo is – kind of like Daniel – a strange character for Very Cis Straight Guys to imprint on. He spends most of the first movie unsure about what’s going on, out of his depth, and often getting beaten up. He is compared to Alice several times and at the end he dies. He loses. He has to be woken up with true love’s kiss, in a fun little Sleeping Beauty/Snow White twist. Yes, after that he can fly, but before that he’s getting dead-named and hate-crimed by The Most Obvious Stand-In For Normativity, Agent Smith, and being carried by people far more physically capable than he is (people who also fall outside of normative existence).

Trinity and Neo in The Matrix. The fact that a lot of the time neither of them is gendered is something. Literally brought to life by true love’s kiss.

I’m not about to argue that Daniel LaRusso is purposefully written along these same thought processes, so much as the luck of the way he was written, cast, directed, acted, and costumed all came together in the right way. And this is even more obvious when compared to That Other Underdog Fite Movie That Was By The Same Director as Karate Kid.

b. Rocky

The interesting thing about Rocky is that he is (despite being a male action icon) also not written as a Traditionally Masculine person. Large portions of Rocky – and subsequent Rocky films – are his fear and insecurity about fighting vs his inability to apply his skills to another piece of work and wanting to do right by his girlfriend (and future wife), Adrian. The fighting is most often pushed onto him against his will.

Much like in Karate Kid there is barely any fighting in Rocky I. Most of it is dedicated to how much Rocky loves Adrian and the two of them getting together. The fight is – again like in Karate Kid – a necessary violence, rather than a glorified one (within the plot, obviously watching any movie like this is also partly about the badassness of some element of the violence – whether stamina or the crane kick, it’s all about not backing down against a more powerful opponent).

Rocky is played by Sylvester Stallone. He’s tough, he’s already a fighter (albeit in the movie not a great one yet), he’s taking the fight for cash – so although he’s also soft-spoken and sweet, you’re aware of the fact that he’s got those traits that’d make a male audience go “Hell Yeah, A Man,” or whatever it is a male audience does watching movies like that… cis straight men imprinting on oiled muscle men sure is a strange phenomenon, why do you wanna watch a boxing match? So you can watch toned guys groaning and grappling with each other? Because you want to feel like A Man by allowing yourself to touch the skin of other men?

Apollo and Rocky in Rocky III. This sequence also includes prolonged shots of their crotches as they run. Sylvester Stallone directed this. This was intentional. Bros.

Daniel LaRusso is not built like that. But that doesn’t really have to matter. Being smallish and probably more likely to be described as “pretty” than handsome, and not having a toxic masculine bone in his body does not a feminine archetype make. It just makes a compelling (and pretty) underdog.

c. Daniel

So where does the main difference really lie? Between Rocky and Daniel? Well, Rocky has the plot in his hands – Daniel, largely, does not. Rocky is acting. Daniel is reacting or being pushed into situations by others. Just like our boy Neo. Just like Alice in Wonderland, Cinderella, Snow White – just like some of the women in some contemporary(ish) fairytale films like Buttercup (Princess Bride), Dorothy (Wizard of Oz), or Sarah (Labyrinth).

This isn’t a necessary negative about stories about girls and women, so much as looking at what it is girls and women in fairytales have/don’t have, what they want, and how they’re going to get it. It’s about power (lack of), sexuality (repressed, then liberated), men, and crossing some taboo lines. It’s also about queerness.

3. The Karate Kid Part One: Leaving Home

Daniel LaRusso is a poor, skinny, shortish kid (played by a skinny, shortish twenty-two-year old) who doesn’t fit in after having been taken away from the home he was familiar with against his will. Not every male protagonist in a fairytale leaves of his own will, and not every female protagonist leaves under duress – Red Riding Hood, for example, seems perfectly happy to enter the forest. However generally a hero is “striking out to make his fortune,” and generally a heroine is fleeing or making a bargain or being married off or waiting for help to arrive. She is often stuck (and even Red Riding Hood requires saving at some point).

Daniel then encounters a beautiful, lovely girl on the beach, puts on a red hoodie (red is significant), is beaten up by a large, attractive bully, loses what little clout he may have had with his new friends, and generally has a mostly miserable time until he befriends and is saved by Mr Miyagi. To do a little Cinderella comparison: Miyagi is the fairy godmother who pushes Daniel to go to the ball in disguise as well, and that disguise falls to pieces as he’s running away.

Then Daniel asks for help, Miyagi gets him enrolled in a Karate Tournament, and starts teaching him. Daniel wins the tournament and gets the girl, the end.

While Daniel has chutzpah and is a wonderful character, none of the big events are initiated by him, except for the initial going to the forest/beach (and within all of these events Daniel absolutely makes choices – I’m not saying he’s passive): Lucille takes them to California, Miyagi pushes him to go to the dance, Miyagi again decides to enroll him in the tournament and trains him, and only because Kreese doesn’t allow for any other option, Ali is the one who more often than not approaches Daniel, and even their first encounter is pushed by Daniel’s friends.

Daniel really is at a dance/ball in disguise and receives a flower from a girl who recognises him through said disguise, it’s unbearable! It’s adorable! I get it Ali, I fucking get it!

Daniel’s main journey within this – apart from not getting killed by karate thugs (love u Johnny <3) and kissing Ali – is to learn from Miyagi. He’s not necessarily a full-on feminine fairytale archetype at this point, although there are fun things to pull out of it, mainly in the context of later films and Cobra Kai: the subtext of karate and how that builds throughout all the stories, the red clothes, the themes of obsession, his being targeted by boys whose masculinity is more than a little bit toxic and based on shame… more on all that coming up.

He doesn’t technically get a home until they build him a room at Miyagi’s place, but he definitely leaves the woods at the end of this one, trophy lifted in the air after being handed to him by a tearful Johnny and all.

And then they made a sequel.

4. The Karate Kid Part Two: Not Out Of The Woods Yet

Daniel’s won the competition, Kreese chokes out Johnny for daring to lose and cry, more life-lessons are given (for man without forgiveness in heart…) and Daniel and Ali break-up off-screen, confirming that TKK1 was not really about the girl after all, which, despite Daniel and Kumiko having wonderful chemistry, is also an ongoing theme. Daniel enters the screen in The Most Baby-Blue Outfit seen since Tiana’s dress in Princess and the Frog? Or that dress in Enchanted? Maybe Cinderella’s (technically silver, but later depicted as blue)?

(Sidenote: At everyone who says Sam ought to wear a callback to that suit, you are correct and sexy).

Surprise, Miyagi’s building him a room.

Double-surprise, Miyagi needs to go to Okinawa.

Triple surprise, Daniel reveals he’s going with him, because he’s his son dammit.

The Karate Kid Part Two is maybe the least Daniel-LaRusso-Feminine-Fairytale-Protagonist of the three, because it’s not really his movie. Daniel runs around with Kumiko (aka the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen), continues to be The Best Non-Toxic Boy a middle-aged Okinawan karate master could ask for, lands himself another Built Karate Rival (twice is just a coincidence, right? Right?), and eventually doesn’t die while wearing red again – twice: When Chozen almost strangles him to death at the Miyagi dojo and then during the final fight. The Saving Of The Girl (both the little girl in the storm and Kumiko) actually puts him in a more traditional masculine space than the previous movie did, even if the main theme of the film is about compassion and kindness and by the end, once more the boy whose masculinity is built on rockhard abs and matchsticks is on his knees. Daniel just has that power over big boys. It’s called kick/punch them in the face hard enough that they see stars.

There’s an aside to be made here about how much Daniel really is an observer in other peoples stories in this, although he is the factor that sends both Chozen and Kumiko into completely different directions in life (Chozen and Kumiko main characters when?) Anyway he comes out of it presumably okay, despite being almost killed. Maybe a few therapy sessions and he’ll get over it. Too bad Terry Silver is lurking around the corner…

5. The Karate Kid Part Three: The Big Bad Wolf

Alright people have written Words about the third movie. It’s fascinating. It’s odd. It’s eye-straining. It’s like olives – you’re either fully onboard the madness or it’s too off-putting for you (or you’re like. Eh, don’t see what all the fuss is about either way...). It’s basically a non-consensual secret BDSM relationship between a guy in his thirties (played by a Very Tall twenty-seven year old Thomas Ian Griffith) and a 17/18 year old (played by a shorter twenty-eight year old Ralph Macchio).

Also recently we got more information on Mr. Griffith’s input on the uh… vibes of the film. Apparently it wasn’t just The Sweetness of Ralph Macchio’s face, the screenplay (whatever that amounted to in the first place – release the script!), the soundtrack, the direction to not tone it down under any circumstances, the fact that Macchio categorically refused to play a romance between himself and an actress who was sixteen, no: it was also TIG coming up with fun ways to torture Daniel’s character and suggesting these to the director. Clearly everyone has fun hurting Mr Macchio (including Mr Macchio).

The point is that aaallll of that amounts to that Intense Homoerotic Dubiously-Consented-To D/s subtext that haunts the movie and gives a lot of fun stuff to play with. It’s also a film that – if we’re analysing Daniel along feminine-coded fairytale lines recontextualises his role in this universe.

The Fairytale goes topsy-turvy. Through the looking glass. Enter Big Bad Wolf stage right. Karate is a metaphor for Daniel’s bisexual awakening.

“Oh, when will an attractive man touch me in ways that aren’t about hurting me?” he asks after two movies of being hurt by boys with rippling muscles. “Why do men continue to notice me only to hit me? Do you think wearing red is making me too noticeable? Anyway, Mr Silver looked really good in his gi today.”

Daniel’s diary must be a trip.

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