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mandy-asimp · 2 months

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Shut up and Dance!

Aaron Hotchner x fem! Reader.

No warnings (shocker I feel)

Just something slight

Hailey and Jack don't exsist for this

Heavily influenced by this songs

"Nah, listen. I want me a man who's going to give me everything. I want to be worshipped. I want to be adored. I want to be his every waking thought. Like I want him to think of cheating and then knowing how dumb that would be," Y/n sat at the dinner table.

"So you want a fictional man?" Emily came to the table, sitting on the same side as Y/n. The two blondes across sharing a look.

"Listen, finding the right man takes time. I didn't meet will till our late twenties. You still have time. Plus me and Will aren't even married." The blonde sighed. "I mean honestly, I get it's about finding the time, but I don't know if he's planning to propose ever."

"Kevin hasn't even asked me to be his girlfriend." Penelope huffed. "It's so obvious I want to be dating, but every time we go out and there's an opening, he misses it."

Emily took a sip of her drink with a smile, "told you, you're looking for a fictional man."

Y/n gave a head shake and let her head hang in defeat. "One day, there will be a man. But until then I'll be your single gal."

"Cheers to that!" Emily raised her glass. Listening as the others laughed and met her glass. Everyone downing the small fruity drinks. "And hey think about it, if you don't find someone, I'm sure Hotch would humor you!"

The joke made a small smile appear, "that's just wrong." Was all Y/n said. Thankful for when their phones dinged with a case. "So much for a break. This is what, the fifth case with no real break?"

"Serial killers never respect our time." Penelope frowned.

Each three down a twenty and got into their cars. Driving back to the bureau in a line, following Emily.

Once they got there, they started the debrief. "Sorry to call you all back. I know we haven't gotten a chance to breathe yet but let's keep focus." Hotch had walked in, the folders in hand before passing them around and taking his seat next to Y/n.

"Right so, this is Delilah Pence. She and three other woman were found with several stab wounds to their torsos. They have bruises from being physically abused." He began covering what he had memorized.

Reid furrowed his brows, "what makes this were we need to cover it?"

That's when the photos were revealed. "Oh...is that..." JJ and Emily were closely examining the pictures together.

Y/n looked over to Hotch, personally finding the M.O to be a bit obvious. "I'd say it's a woman or an insecure man."

"Either or, wheels up in thirty." He dismissed, hoping that would give everyone time to get their go-bags together.

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The case was over within a week, but it was still tiring. Everyone was helping pack up the files and papers.

"I don't know about you guys, but I could use a night out. Really just release all of the work that's been building up." Y/n put the box on the table, watching as Penelope scribbled a name onto the cardboard.

The sheriff had walked in, "There's a good club in town. They're usually packed on Friday nights but I'm sure I could make some arrangements. A thank you. They're know for dancing though." She offered, taking it as a yes as everyone's face lit up. She nodded and left, making her phone call.

"Let's run back to the hotel rooms and change before, get a fresh feeling." Derek smirked while grabbing his coat and leading everyone out.

By ten, the team was at a nice table and on their fifth round.

"Oh this is such a good song!" Penelope geeked before dragging everyone to the floor. Hotch and Rossi somehow managing to stay behind.

Hotch hadn't really drank much, knowing she only would drink half of her drinks, he finished the rest. "So when are you gonna propose to her?" Rossi peaked interest in the two's relationship.

"We've been busy for a few weeks. We also always wanted to make sure we were stable before making any big commitments." He explained, his eyes never leaving her.

Rossi smiled slightly, "and now? What's the excuse? You're both stable financially, you're both still young. What if she wants kids? You're at the perfect age you two."

"Maybe soon. I have a ring, she sketched it in high school. It's crazy to think we went to same high school but met in college." He began to think of how Y/n and him met.

Rossi bobbed his head, "yes I've heard very lightly of this story. From both perspectives."

Hotch cracked a smile. "She loves telling it. She tells it better as well. She'd be a great mother with how she can tell a story." He felt a tug at his heart at the thought.

Y/n, the mother of his kids. A little family. He knew she wanted kids, she talked about it for years. Her eyes always sparkling with how she planned her future.

"She's good for you Aaron." Rossi finalized before going to order a few shots of whiskey. Not taking more than ten minutes to get back.

He had ordered a few for whoever came back to the table. Not being surprised when it was Y/n and Reid who came back.

"Genius, you're definitely taking a shot. It'll help warm up your body." Y/n giggled in her tipsy state. "I'll take one with you."

Reid was going to pass the deal, but he figured...one can't hurt right? "Fine."

And they both shot back the dark liquor and both made a face. Earning laughs from the other four as they came back to the table as well.

"Tired already?" Hotch joked as they all took their seats again.

The song had switched over, and Y/n concealed her excitement. Wanting to wait for the perfect moment before whisking Aaron away to the dance floor. Pleased when he hadn't noticed the song.

"No, we just saw a party of shots and wanted to get in on it." Emily pointed to the shots that were empty.

"Plus when someone couldn't keep up with us on the floor," Derek pointed towards Y/n. Making fun of how she was the first one to walk off.

Aaron smiled a bit more, "you're holding back?" He glanced over to Y/n who was already looking at him. Mischief in her eyes as she grabbed his arm and rushed him to the floor.

"Shut up and dance with me," she laughed as they easily fell into the song. Dancing like they did when they were young.

Meanwhile the team was abso-fucking-lutely baffled. "For how long?" Penelope almost screamed to Rossi. Growing a bit more upset when the man just took a sip of his drink.

And for the song they watched as the two danced around as if they weren't being watched. Watching as their boss laughed once the song ended.

"When they come back, you ask no questions. Let them just be open tonight on their terms." Rossi pointed to the children. "Especially you," he looked to Garcia.

"Oh, come on Rossi! They kept a little secret and we wanna know more, what's the harm?" Derek tried to reason, only getting a disapproving head shake in return. "Well drop it for now! But they better know they have a long list of questions, she's never even posted anything to give us a hint. And she post a lot."

"Maybe it's new?" Reid shrugged the idea out. The conversation dropped as they watched you both leave hand in hand. "Maybe it's not. Where do you think they're going?"

"I bet we'll find out in the morning." Emily wiggled her eyebrows and shimmied her shoulders. "I can't believe it still. Just before the case she was taking about being single!"

JJ stared at the table as she thought. Realizing there was only one glass between the two the entire night and nobody noticed. "They shared drinks all night..." she pointed out. Making everyone count the drinks.

"So we know they're sneaky, that means this could've been happening." Penelope frowned, desperate for more information.

Derek suddenly thought. "Do they live together?"

"Are you serious?!" Penelope shot her head over to Rossi, praying he'd let this one detail up.

He shook his head again, "if I buy the another round will you all drop it?"

They agreed and their night went on. While Aaron and Y/n walked through the city and took in the light.

She held on his arm, stealing his warmth as they moved. Her mind thinking of how this is what she waited for. To be walking with the love of her life at night. The violin player in the park leading them to an even beautifuler sight.

Aaron couldn't help how she made him feel. It was almost instinct to spin her around and slowly dance around.

Y/n let out a few laughs at the actions. "Let me record so I can show our kids one day." She had smiled through the sentence. Propping the phone up against her bag and hitting record.

And they continued to dance. Aaron could tell she wanted to kiss him right there, but she was fighting against it. She had to pick between kissing him or enjoying the dance a little longer. "You're holding back." Would bring her back to the reality of it all.

Her smile would grow instantly at him. "Shut up and dance with me," she would respond and they would dance. Moving together with each note and laughing.

Once the player ended, Y/n moved to get cash for them. Dropping a ten into the case and turning back to...Aaron?

He was on one knee and fidgeting with a black box. "I love you beyond words." He started.

"Yes." Y/n choked out. Feeling to euphoric to even let him get everything out. Listening as he let out that carefree laugh. The one that speaks nothing bad could happen.

"I want you to be the mother of our kids, my forever. Since the dance in college. You grabbed my arm and I could only think about you being my destiny. I didn't let you go from there on out. Marry me?" He grinned as she bobbed her head. Accepting the ring and pulling him into a long, tearful, kiss.

She sniffled, "does this mean I get my big wedding? And we can also tell the team? And we can have the dream nursery?" She looked up at him. Feeling so love and happy.

Aaron nodded, "all our dreams are in our hands now. And I think they're waiting for a post of where we went." He reminded her of the bar, watching as her eyes went wide.

"I love you," she sighed. Feeling so content with life.

"I love you too," he leaned down to place a peck to her lips. "Penelope is going to be furious."

She chuckled, then thought about it, then full belly laughed. Even while grabbing her purse and phone, she was laughing. "I'll send her the video before posting it," she planned. "Let's just enjoy what time we have."

~~~

Awhile had passed, and the two had sent out their invitations to family, but wanted to give the team their invites in creative ways. Especially with the wedding only a week away.

The two had managed to plan everything else out and still keep their relationship quiet. Had played it like they were only a month dating when the team found out.

They first started with Rossi. Y/n had went into his office first. "Hey you know how to tell if jewelry's real or not right? I mean I can I just want a second opinion." She held out her hand to Rossi. Showing the ring off and he just laughed.

"It was the night at the bar wasn't it?" He sat up to really take in the ring. Just then Aaron came in. "You did well; so when's the wedding?" The invite got slid over, both smiling. "I think I can get something together by then. Does Strauss know?"

"We got the entire day covered. If any case appears, it's redirected for a short time." Aaron informed. "You just have to show up."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, congrats." He stood up. Exchanging kisses to both their cheeks.

Their next person was Reid. Who was with JJ at the time. They figured giving them both theirs wouldn't hurt.

Only Y/n did this one. "Someone looks happy." JJ felt her own smile form. That looks was familiar, and before y/n could even get it out, JJ already knew. She began to geek before the invitation was placed down.

"Wait, but didn't you two just start dating like six months ago?" Reid read over the paper. Enjoying how well put together it was.

Y/n bit her lip. "Listen. We met in college, and by my second year and his graduating year, we started dating." She confessed, trying to not laugh at how the jaws hit the floor. "Shhh! We haven't told Derek, Penelope, or Emily yet. But just know the day is already covered for us."

And they agreed to be there, talking about it even after she left them to continue the spread the invite.

It wasn't until the late lunch she went out with the two. Sitting across from them in the booth she could only smile. The entire time, she just had this smile they couldn't decipher.

"Alright listen, you've been smiling all lunch. So what is it? You and boss man finally said 'I love you'?" He made kissy noises. Gaining a laugh from Emily.

Y/n said nothing, instead she slid two even lips over with a straight face. It was hard as the two became mildly confused. They asked a few times what this was but once realizing they had to open it, they were shocked.

"But..." Emily looked up, eyes widening at the sight of the engend ring. "Holy shit! Boss man must really love you!"

Y/n was back to smiling again, "since college" was all she whispered. Her eyes shinning while looking at the ring. She couldn't help the scream of excitement, "I'm getting married!" She cried out. The restaurant laughing at her excitement.

Derek furrowed his brows while looking at the ring. "So you've been keeping him a secret?" He scoffed, really not knowing how they pulled it off. "How were you that sneaky?"

She winked and went back to eating. "We already have the day converted for everyone. It's gonna be good, promise."

The three talked a little more about the topic before heading back. Being greeted by an unhappy tech analysis.

"I would've liked an invite!" She stomped off. Feeling left out from the fun. She mumbled things to herself as Y/n followed. Letting it all out once the door closed. "I mean honestly! You guys are on cases together and I only get so much time with you all-"

"Penelope, I have something for you." Y/n cut her off. The pink envelop in hand now. "It's just something slight, nothing too extreme."

The blonde turned, almost glaring at the envelop. "It better be good. Not inviting me to lunch..." she shook her head as she opened it. There was a silence as she read over the car. "What?"

"Surprise!" Y/n shook her hands. The ring catching the attention. Her hand was yanked, "and another thing since we're laying out everything, it hasn't been six months. It's been seven years."

"Are you serious?" Penelope felt her mouth just hang open. "This is less than a week away, what about taking time off? What am I supposed to wear? Who's your bridesmaid?!"

"All of that is covered. We talked to Strauss awhile back when we had a date planned. And as for you, I was hoping as my best friend, you would be my bridesmaid? I have a dress picked and it's been tailored, but all you have to do-"

"Yes!" She screamed. Giving a home crushing hug. "But I swear to it if you get pregnant and don't tell me, we will be having issues." Her threat was serious and you knew it. But she pulled back and looked you in the eyes. "You're getting married."

"I'm getting married." Y/n repeated, a wide grin on her face as they jumped up and down.

Y/n stood behind the door. This was it. She couldn't help but beam. Glowing with severe happiness and an overwhelming sense of joy.

The music began and the doors opened. And she let one foot lead one after the other. She could hear gasps as she came down but she only saw one man. Her Aaron. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes before she even made it down.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..." the wedding officiants voice faded out as she and Aaron held a silent conversation.

Both coming back once it was time for the vows. "Aaron?" He handed over the floor.

She watched the tall man unfold his paper. "I knew from the first day we met you were going to be the one. You had saw me sitting there at the dance and a song had come on. It was fairly new at the time, but I could tell you knew that it would never get old. You ran over, grabbed my arms and pulled me to the dance floor and just started dancing around me. I was confused at first, shocked a bit more. How could someone be so care free in this world? You then stopped dancing and I made the joke you were holding back, and your response was something I never would forget." His voice wavered a bit as he looked up into her eyes. Knowing this was right. "You had said, shut up and dance with me. I swore in that moment that I would do anything to make you happy. I'm lucky it was you who kissed me first otherwise I would've dodged around it forever."

She laughed at this, "you missed every opportunity," her laugh was soggy. Tears snuck down her face the entire time.

Aaron shook his head with a smile, "even if I did, we got to where we wanted to be. I stand here today, with you, my best friend, the love of my life, the mother to my children one day, and mostly, my wife."

"Now Y/n," the mic was handed over.

She unfolded the paper, "The day I pictured finding my forever actually happened in the workplace. Where I would've found someone whose schedule lines with mine. And we would have all the time together. But then I met you in college. And I remember when you had said I was holding back, and I couldn't contain the adrenaline and just hopped you wouldn't think I was weird. Also because I was watching you for the entire night praying no girl would walk up to you before I could get the courage. After that night, we had seen each other almost everywhere. We got to talking and I thought, man. This man. You weren't like anyone I ever met."

"It was the beginning of college," he reminded. Laughing a little at the scoff and mumble.

"Yeah, but still. My freshman year I went quiet to focus on the basics, but by the second year I found you. My motivation, the one that kept pushing through to be a lawyer. We build each other up in the best ways. We kept each other going when we needed it the most and by the time we made it to the FBI , our life was set together for the best. Then it took you longer to still propose, but besides all that. You did. My love. My heart. My man. My husband. The father of my kids, I love you beyond what I can write. Also because I ran out of space, quite literally squeezing this, but I'm overwhelmed with love for you." She finished, wiping away tears carefully. Mumbling a thank you once Aaron handed her his handkerchief.

"Do you Aaron Hotchner, take Y/n L/n, in sickness and in health, to be you lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"And do you, Y/n L/n, take Aaron Hotchner, in sickness and in health, to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Them by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Cheers erupted as he did so. The two officially becoming Mr. and Mrs. Hotchner.

Everyone was on the dance floor now. Enjoying the company of each other and celebrating the newly weds. That's when the song came on again.

Aaron was over with his family as Y/n was talking with the team. But she was quick to leave them and run to find her husband.

Spotting him from the crowd already looking for her. Her toothy smile showed as she ran and grabbed his arm. Suddenly the room was just them.

They danced around each other as the music played. Getting closer once it slowed a bit more. "You're holding back," he looked lovingly down to her.

Her eyes twinkled with the same love. Tears came to her eyes, "shut up and dance with me," she whispered to him.

They shared one more kiss before the room came back to join them in dancing. Laughter filled the room almost instantly.

It was everything the couple had hoped for.

#aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner #aaron hotch hotchner #aaron hotch imagine #criminal minds #reader insert #aaron hotch fanfiction #hotch x you #fanfic #Spotify

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 2 years

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I personally hope that reader end’s with kiribaku or shoto in the Purge.

Or all of them🫣

Can’t wait and see what happens.

Maybe i should read it again…

LMAO this practically became its own imagine. DAMN I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL.

Warning: Swearing

Enjoy. 🤗

It's an interesting idea that one or two of them could somehow manage to steal reader away for long enough that the Purge clock runs out, and (Y/N) becomes "theirs". I love KiriBaku, I think they're a great duo and could be one of the only teams that doesn't fall apart due to jealousy and hold their own until the Purge ends.

Kiri is so loving that, while there is a strong urge to keep you to himself, he loves Bakugo's company so much that sharing you suddenly becomes not that big of a deal. Hell, having his two most favorite people in the world by his side? Loving each other, spending time with each other, and being a true couple? His first love being his last? A love that can withstand any fight, or even the Purge?

When you put it like that, what could be more manly than that?! Protecting the love of his life with his sheer strength and will? He'd do it all over again in a heartbeat! Anything...for you~

Plus, though he's sort of ashamed to admit it because thinking of you this way is so unmanly...He is really excited to be able to share his firsts with you. He doesn't know if you've...ahem, done anything like that yet (he sure hopes you haven't. Not that its you're fault! Oh, honey, no! He'd just hate to be forced to hunt down that person and teach them a lesson for touching what's his), but he's a little more than giddy to learn everything about you.

Bakugo feels the same way, if not more, as Kirishima. He's absolutely against the entire idea when Kirishima brings it up. Hell no! It's hard enough that he wants to be the only one you ever even look at again, now rock-for-brains wants to share his firecracker??? In his eyes, he'd rather give a formal apology to Deku for everything he's done over the years than resort to sharing.

Funnily enough, as time wanes on, seeing you interact with the other classmates (who are head-over-heels for you like he is) grinds his gears more than it does seeing you hang out with Kiri.

For example, a few weeks ago you were helping Momo on her project that she practically begged your assistance for. You were sitting next to her as you two chatted, laughed, and cut out paper to glue or something dumb like that. He was fuming in his seat as he watched her grow heart eyes dopily gazing at you. You were just being sweet ol' you, helping a friend in need, but there's no way she didn't see it as so much more. He knew she saw it as an acceptance of her "undying" love for you. So annoying.

Right as he was about to intervene and scream in her face to get the fuck away from you, Kirishima walked up to the two of you. He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, blushing up a storm as his eyes glanced from time-to-time at you. Bakugo's ears could only pick up a few words that came out of his mouth, something about "Totally unmanly of me...help me with this thing?"

You, being the perfect little people pleaser, joyfully nodded your head. You turned to ask Momo if she could finish the rest on her own so you could help Kiri with whatever he needed, and she reluctantly agreed. Her eyes burned with resentment as you and Kiri happily walked off together. But, before you two left the room, Kirishima looked back at Bakugo once you weren't looking at him. The not-so-dense boy gave his friend a knowing look, a tiny smirk, and waved his hand for the blond to follow.

That was the moment that Bakugo decided that sharing you with this Kirishima maybe wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Skipping forward in time a little. It’s the Purge now.

As great of a team they would be, I think Bakugo's hubris has a very high chance of getting the better of him. While I don't think Kiri would provoke this in Baku, someone else very well could. Him losing his cool would give the other person just enough time to swoop in and take them all over again.

Who knows, maybe that's where Shoto comes in. He could irk Bakugo, pokes the bear with a stick, feeds his ego; IDK, but something along the lines of making Bakugo frustrated. While getting frustrated normally ups a human's guard, I think it actually lowers Bakugo's. Like, he'll get so in his own head that he'll forget the objective (keeping you for themselves until the Purge is over), and focus on fighting Shoto. He's so prideful that, even when he's a Yandere, I think that protecting that image of himself may even come before you. Which is saying a lot, since a normal Yandere's #1 goal is to get you to love them like they love you and to have you be by their side forever. I think that window of time where Bakugo gets lost in his own emotions is the perfect time for Shoto to strike.

He could even be the distraction. Maybe he and someone else are working together, and whoever is working with Shoto takes you away. 🤔

Again, it would be awesome for all of them to end of with you. The constant tossing around between person and person is just too tasty to resist. 🤤

Oh, well. Just spitballing! So many fun ideas~!

With Love,

Kraken 🐙

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8-bitbrainrot · 9 months

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I’m not sure if you’ve made a post about this but any hamnoir hcs or hcs in general :3

you shouldn't have asked /j

but i have a few!! mostly for ham :)

hamnoir first though! most of these will be goofy

putting em below the break since this is kinda lengthy vv

- ham tries at least once a week to help noir learn UNO.

- ham gets cold easily, and noir offers him his coat when he does.

- when noir is having a tough day, ham will lay on his chest like a weighted stuffed animal.

- ham used to antagonise noir until he'd chase him just to get a cartoony kick; he still tries but noir can tell what he's trying to do now.

- ham talks a lot; noir always listens.

- noir slaps on a pair of cat ears when he visits ham's dimension, just in case. it somehow works.

- even if noir balances ham's chaos out a bit, they somehow always manage to get into shit together.

- noir used to be annoyed by ham's dumb nicknames for him, but grew to find them sweet.

- they got into a genuine fistfight over UNO at some point, it ended with them both laughing though.

- they'll yell at each other and both know they don't mean it, but some of the other spider-fam still can't tell if they're being serious sometimes.

- they weren't allowed into the spider society- ham because miguel showed up to recruit him while he was in the middle of some crazy toon stuff, and noir because he almost shot miguel as soon as the portal opened.

- ham fell first. he had a massive toony crush and somehow noir was still oblivious for a good while.

okay time for just the ham ones!!

- ham could flirt for days, but when he's flirted with he can malfunction in a variety of ways.

- he has tusks, but he files them down to sharp, canine-like points. partially so he can bite people, partially because they just feel funny when they're long.

- miguel HATES him, but he gets along with lego spidey.

- he's technically banned from HQ but still manages to be there somehow. miguel hates it.

- if he holds onto an object for too long of a time, there's a chance it could malfunction in a cartoony sort of fashion. i.e., he held onto noir's gun too long once and the bullets turned to rubber.

- when he was a spider, he was a scene kid. he would kill someone if they shared that knowledge though.

- if he couldn't find cool clothes in his size when he was a spider, he'd buy dolls and take their accessories and clothing. this led to a repressed gender crisis.

- speaking of gender.. what's gender?? who's that?? ham doesn't identify with any of that gender propaganda (/j). his gender is null and his pronouns are whatever you want. /silly

- he LOVES legos and origami. he built the titanic set and when it broke he made a joke about it sinking and then cried for three days.

- he loves weird al yakovic, oinko boinko, baah vinci's notebook, any of that sorta music. still has a soft spot for fall out toy, my calico romance, and all time crow.

- he breaks the fourth wall here and there. people have just learned to ignore it, or not think about it. if he's asked about it, he acts like he doesn't know what they're talking about.

(legal disclaimer that these are just my headcanons and if whoever is reading this has different ones, that's a-ok!!! i love all versions of these fellas !!)

#hamnoir #spiderham #spidernoir #peter porker #spiderman noir #spider ham #headcanons #gay kid hyperfixates on pig #spiderverse

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unluckytaise · 9 months

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One piece | Canon Divergence

CW: Character death | Angst

Male Reader | One shot

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Contrary to popular belief, Ussop wasn't the weakest. Sure, he's cowardly and shook in anything that could potentially pose as danger, but he has his moments. He once shoot the world governments flag and set it on fire when his captain told him to. He can stand side by side with the other members of the crew and defeat his enemies.

Ussop wasn't the weakest straw hat pirate. Do you know who deserves that title? It's [M/N].

[M/N] is the weakest. Always the damsel in distress. Somehow, someway, he'll always find himself in the enemies mercy.

He was captured by a sophisticated man in black fur coat known as Crocodile during their time in Alabasta and was used as a lure to cage his crewmates along with a smoking marine captain. He also manage to land himself in the palms of the god of lightning—and no it wasn't Thor son of Odin (he's the god of thunder)—it was Enel the tyrant ruler of the sky people.

A worthless captive. Again, and again, and again.

A reoccurring theme, and without fail his friends would always come and save him.

They never complained. They never even brought up the topic of his weakness. After every fight, his friends would celebrate with a hearty feast. Dragging him in the center to dance and drink until they're drunk, even though they knew each time they did he would always refuse.

He would watch from the sides, sipping from his own beverage with eyes full of longing. Sure, he was safe. Sure, they manage to save the day. However, [M/N] crave for something more. He wants to stand beside them and fight. Gain matching bruises and scars that he would laugh at together with them.

Every night alone with his thoughts he would always wonder, what does the crew see in him that he doesn't? For his friends to save him whenever he's in danger even if they don't need to, only made him want to be better.

He wants to stand on equal grounds, but that's impossible since he's only human. Average, and boring human.

Yes they have humans in his crew, but they're no ordinary.

Nami is a genius when it comes to navigation and using the weather at her disposal. She's also a sly and cunning thief that the straw hats sometimes benefit from. While [M/N] is anything but a sly, cunning, and a genius navigator.

Zoro has the strength of a thousand gorillas, while he maybe dumb as a rock, he's brilliant when it comes to crossing swords with his opponents. Again, [M/N] is not Zoro.

Ussop is a tactical wiz, a tinker, and an excellent sniper. [M/N] is not.

Sanji, a magnificent cook blessed with legs that could—and will—kick anyone he finds irritating straight to the moon. [M/N] is not.

Chopper, a reindeer gifted with that of an intelligence of a human and a heart of gold, also possess the capabilities of an amazing doctor. [M/N] is not.

Robin, an archeology prodigy, quick-witted and has unquenchable thirst for knowledge. [M/N] is not.

Frankly, a cyborg that has an imagination of a child, with his huge metal arms he can make even a heap of rubbish into any weapon for his crew's disposal. [M/N] is not.

Brook, a pile of bones with entertaining and nonending antics and gags that would always get a reaction from everybody, most especially his friends. Not to mention he's an incredible musician. Again, [M/N] is not.

Last but not the least, [M/N] is not Luffy. Someone who can ease those who are the most troubled with his presence alone. A kind, simple minded boy who would risk anything for his friends life.

[M/N] is not them, and can never be them no matter how hard he tries. He's nothing but a foolish, weak, useless nobody. And it hurts so bad seeing them put their life on the line of threat to save him.

Shackles heavier than sea prism stone weigh him down, keeping him from ever experiencing true freedom. He couldn't laugh with his heart, he couldn't smile without it being fake to reassure his friends that he's fine. He couldn't, since somewhere in his mind there would be something sinister whispering that if he become a little more burdensome than he already is, he will get abandoned.

[M/N] fears it. He feared the day where he would once again get taken and his crew would no longer save him for they had enough. They had enough of him. Even though he knew they would never, he couldn't take the risk.

That's why here he is, standing in front of Gekko Moria who's clutching his big fat stomach as he laugh, while [M/N] remain unmoving and stoic—almost like a hollow doll after he asked, "Does the offer still stands?"

Offer? What offer you might be wondering.

Power, of course.

Gekko Moria offered [M/N] power with the help of his devil fruit and [M/N]—after rejecting it the first time the seven warlord proposed it—inquired if it's still available. Maybe that's exactly the reason why the vampire was currently dying of laughter, or maybe he's just batshit crazy.

During the straw hats rampage in his ship, Moria was able to get his humongous claws on the weakest member of the straw hat pirates in hopes of getting the upper hand. It was a mistake, since the crew came barging in without noticed and beat him to the ground. However, during their time together—Moria who found the little helpless human in his grasp a little entertaining than he's supposed to, tried to mess with him by making a deal.

Moria would give him power—a shadow taken from a man stronger than a million men—if and only if, [M/N] would leave the straw-hat pirates.

With [M/N] standing in front of him, Moria couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter. Yes it was petty, but he feel like somehow he got his revenge from straw-hat Luffy by taking a precious crewmate of his.

And so, [M/N] got his power.

✦༝ ┉┉┉┉┉ ⋆ (⚓) ⋆ ┉┉┉┉┉ ༝✦

Before going to Gekko Moria, he tried a more...righteous path. Getting a break away from the crew was hard, especially if he had lied about the reason of his departure.

But [M/N] persisted, he left even when his friends were against it. His desire to be a part of their world and to join them in their adventures, despite the dangers it offers without holding them back was more than enough to keep him going.

He sailed alone in the vast and dangerous waters, searching islands after islands for a mentor. He would beg, and beg—grovel to the grounds with his forehead pressed on the filthy dirt. Shame and pride tossed out of the window, yet every time he did, he would always get rejected. Amongst them were the future mentors of his crewmates. Still, Hawkeye Mihawk rejected him and so did Silvers Riley.

Simply because he wasn't worthy. Nothing more, nothing less.

Not so surprising since he's not a swordsman, or someone who possess the will of D like a certain captain and vice captain of his. Even so, he hoped, that somehow they would accept even if it was out of pity—and with that little bit of hope gone, he felt empty, then he felt anger.

Indescribable anger.

He did everything. Everything he can think of! But it wasn't enough. Training and conditioning his body until he pass out isn't enough. Reading hundreds of hundreds of books, trying to cram every piece of information he can inside his brain isn't enough. Scouring throughout the lands and seas for anything that could help him—a devil fruit or a weapon—anything! Even a tiny pill isn't enough.

He wasn't enough.

The day he came back to the crew, they noticed he changed and it wasn't the good kind. He was a lot distant, tired, and quiet. A group of friends as bright as they are couldn't just stand idle by and watch their crewmate who came back from a sudden vacation destroy himself.

They tried making him laugh, they tried making him smile—even just a little bit. It worked for a while, until an opponent came, far stronger than their previous enemies.

For the first time [M/N]'s searched for power paid off. This time around, instead of them saving him, it was [M/N] who saved them. It was him who dealt the finishing blow. It was him who saved the day. He finally did it!

He felt euphoria for the first time. The damage and pain done to his body by the strength enchantment drugs for fishmen that he took when no one was watching was worth it when he saw his crew look at him with nothing but awe and pride.

They praise him, celebrate his very first fight with them. And for the first time he didn't refuse when they drag him towards the center of the feast, instead, he danced and drunk his heart away until day break.

[M/N] loved it.

Heart light, and mind finally at ease. For the first time he felt like he truly deserve to stand alongside them. Worthy of being called their crewmate.

He wished the day could've last a little longer, he wished he was able to be enough for them forever.

But that’s not how the story goes.

From that point on, it got worst and worst. Enemies started getting stronger and stronger, while the other straw-hat members were able to keep up—[M/N] couldn't.

[M/N] watched as his crewmate popped out of existence one after another with a single touch from one of the seven warlords known as the tyrant.

He went mad, he was useless, again. He didn't even realized he was screaming his lungs out, crying and pulling his hair out of his scalp. His efforts, his pain and suffering—It wasn't enough!

[M/N] needs to get stronger! Stronger! And stronger! Until finally his greed opened its maws and swallowed him whole. With a tap from a hand with paws in them, everything went black. That's what led him back to Gecko Moria.

✦༝ ┉┉┉┉┉ ⋆ (⚓) ⋆ ┉┉┉┉┉ ༝✦

How did this happened?

With power pumping inside his veins, it was hot—hotter than molten lava, but the dread building up inside his gut was ice cold, making him feel sick.

[M/N] stood across them. Across the people he wouldn't have expected of ever fighting in a life time.

It was his crew.

Rather, previous crew after he stray away from everything but the path to great power.

It wasn't really that surprising, considering [M/N] become one of the villains the heroes were suppose to slay to save the day. However, some of the said heroes were in the verge of crying, tears cling on the corner of their eyes but refuse to let them fall. Namely, the cowardly trio, while the others were either trying to hide it or had a stern expression.

But all share the feelings of distraught, disappointment, and betrayal.

Why does this have to happen?

The straw hats have to stop the bad guy, that's just what they do. For someone who's a pirate, they would do anything in their power to do what is right, and right now, they have to put a stop to [M/N]'s greed.

Greed that continue to fester and consume anything in its path. [M/N]'s lust for power blinded him, making him hurt those who surround him. Old, young, women, and men—it doesn't matter who they are or what they are—[M/N] showed them no mercy and used them as stepping stones to attain more, and more power.

Why did he need more power again?

Oh. That’s right.

He need the strength to protect his friends.

Yet he's currently engaged in a battle with said friends. Both sides not holding back their punches for they were desperate to win. For [M/N], he felt like this power he was able to gain wasn't enough, it still isn't enough, he needed more. While the straw hats crew just wanted to have their friend back.

He doesn't want to be a liability, he said he doesn't want to drag them down.

But now he was the one hurting them.

It was Chopper's cry that brought him back. The young doctor has always been a cry baby, and to see his very first group of friends fight each other was just too much. Chopper was like the younger brother of the crew, he was used to the laughter, smiles, and crazy antics, not the shouting, cursing, and violence.

So he cried. He covered his ears with his hooves like a kid and cried out [M/N]'s name.

The said man acknowledged him.

He woke up from his delusions, and the fog in his mind cleared up, but it was too late. It was just a little too late.

A sword covered in haki pierced his heart.

Zoro, who was exchanging blows with him drop the sword in his mouth as it was left gaping. Eyes widening and breath hitching when he finally process what just happened. [M/N] was supposed to block him, why did he suddenly stopped?!

Everyone froze, as their heart drop to their stomach.

Chopper tried patching him up, desperate not to lose him. Hooves shaking and movements clumsy as tears hinder his vision. He tried, he really tried.

While [M/N] lay on his captain's arms, surrounded by his crew. With a small but genuine smile, and a barely audible sorry. He realized a little too late that being weak isn't really a bad thing if it meant he could stay with the crew forever. Cold and tired, he closed his eyes, only for them not to open ever again.

This time they didn't hold back their tears. They cried. They screamed it wasn't fair. They begged the gods to bring him back, but no one listened. That day the crew won, yet lost an irreplaceable friend—and it hurt so bad.

The villain finally died, and the heroes were able to save the day, yet again.

But at what cost?

#x male reader #one piece #straw hat pirates #male reader #character death #tw death #angst #no romance #fanfic

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whataboutmyfries · 1 year

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oh my GOSH it has been a hot minute since I wrote these lovely boys!! so here I am, coming at you with small details for fictional kisses oknutzy style!!! headcanoned about this a while ago in the sw discord and it hasn't left my mind since so here we are! characters are by the wonderful @lumosinlove featuring art by my lovely friend @tobi-tobi-tobi who somehow manages to look into my brain with every single one of their pieces and this one was no different :)

enjoy!

1.Whispering ''kiss me'' to your lover

Right, so I’ve been thinking about LionFish reading and annotating a book together non stop :’)

The two of them get cosy and comfy with their different coloured pens, smiling goofily at each other as they crack open the book, jumping into a brand new adventure together.

If you were to go look at the book after they were done with it, there’s all these little signs of love over every inch of available space.

There’s wobbly tear spots that are outlined and doodled around where the words hit just a little bit too close to home

Sticky notes over the typewriter ink where the feeling were too big for the page to hold

Leo draws little fishes swimming across the margins and it makes Finn a lovely-dovey mess; Every. Single. Time.

Naturally Lolo sees Finn scribbling in one of his precious books, gets curious, and decides to give this whole annotating thing a go.

One day Lolo just hands Finn a book with a scribbled note inside the cover saying 'hey, i read this and it made me think of you xx' and the first thing Finn notices is that the top right corner is like a centimetre or so thicker than the rest of the book from where Lolo's dog-eared all his favourite parts and Finn english major O Hara’s eye just twitches as he tries his best to not implode

He loves it. He cries.

It’s this book of heartwrenching, delightfully emotional poetry about love and pining. And Logan’s scribbles about Harvard, and Finn, and finding him and Leo, and finding himself through them are so vulnerable and heartfelt that the only time Finn can read the book without sobbing his eyes out for hours is if he’s wrapped up in his Logan, head resting on Logan’s strong chest so he can lean up and whisper a hoarse “kiss me” when the memories are too big and too much to handle.

It’s one of Finn’s most prized possessions.

Leo annotating for Finn on the other hand…..

Picture if you will: What if Leo's current read is some historical fiction book and when he hands it to finn it's basically more than twice its original size and won't even close anymore from the sheer volume of sticky notes that Leo's put in there pointing out historical inaccuracies or just dropping cute lil history facts

Finn is a mess of heart eyes and undying love as he works his way through the behemoth of the book, and it still holds a treasured place on his bookshelf

Yet another of his most prized possessions

Fun fact: It’s only when they get into reading together that Leo finds out that Finn will use anything as a bookmark

One day he comes home to find the household cat’s (king’s) face smooshed gently between the pages of Finn’s latest paperback, his whiskers peeking out the pages as he sleeps

Leo can’t decide between snapping a picture and laughing his ass off (he does both)

Of course, in an effort to get their beloved Lolo into reading, the boys decide to annotate a book for him together, potentially giving him an incentive to read it.

They find a brilliant thriller/horror+romance book that they think Logan would enjoy and they spend hours poring over it (even though it gives leo the heebie jeebies at times) and annotating it for Lolo, Logan's super confused as to why his boyfriends are reading the same book at the same time, like ???? this is so dumb? Why don’t they just take turns? it's it awkward to have to wait for the other person to finish reading? wouldn't it be easier to do it one by one? but when they're both finally finished writing all over it and making it perfect for their boy (there's absent-minded doodles of fleur-de-lis all over the margins in the purple pen that Leo used and little stick-figure drawing of the three of them in Finn's orange ink. It clashes horribly (Logan loves it). they give to him all wrapped up and pretty and Lolo tears up a little

When Logan's reading it, he can't help but laugh at the cacophony of purple and orange on every square inch of available space and the book quickly becomes his most prized possession. He knows it's a horror book and it's supposed to be scary and stuff, but how is he supposed to be scared when there's stick figure Finn with the most floofy hair brandishing a sword against a monster that doesn't look even remotely like the thing described in the book as he holds stick-figure logan in astronomically muscly arms?

Sometimes when Leo can't sleep, Logan grabs the book and reads to Leo, though Leo usually loathes thrillers/horror books. He's lying with his head pillowed on Logan's chest listening to the rumble of his sleep-hoarse voice as Lolo does silly voices for Leo and Finn's annotations and that's how Leo reads the book start to finish without being scared

Just them being happy and in love and the intricate rituals of storytelling <3

#oknutzy #lumosinlove ocs #coast to coast #hazelverse #whataboutmywriting #GODDAMN I LOVE THEM OKAY #LEAVE ME ALONE #THIS IS MY NEW COMFORT HC #logan tremblay #leo knut #finn o hara

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scarrletmoon · 6 months

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LIGHTS OUT

AND ALSO TELL ME MORE ABOUT THE MECHANIC AU EVEN THOUGH I'M LITERALLY GONNA READ IT THIS WEEKEND

from the WIP list

lights out happened because i thought "too hot to handle au?" despite not watching a single episode of that show, and i think this is @oatmilktruther's fault somehow. all i know is that it's a reality tv show where a bunch of dumb hot people are put on an island together but aren't allowed to fuck each other, and if they manage to not get into each other's pants, they get money

so i was like "what if ed and stede end up on this show for a reason i probably won't explain and they're not allowed to touch but maybe a mutual masturbation in the dark thing happens instead?"

Ed goes on, voice even softer, and Stede must really be beyond hope because that voice is starting to sound indecent. “I have to tell you something, Stede.” “Yes?” Ed rolls his head to face him and Stede gazes back helplessly, desperately trying to keep his eyes on Ed’s and not on his lips or the sultry curve of his throat, on the tattoo peeking over the top of his t-shirt, the rise and fall of his chest that makes the bird inked on his skin look like it’s alive. “When you think everyone’s asleep,” Ed whispers, “I can hear you.” Stede’s skin feels tight, his pulse a roar in his head, a deep, heavy thump that he feels deep in his core. “What?” “Cameras everywhere so your bed is the best bet,” Ed says, and it’s like he’s in Stede’s head, seeing exactly what he sees. “If you’re patient, you’ve got at least an hour to yourself, don’t you?” Ed’s gaze drops to his lips, but something else catches Stede’s eye; it’s Ed’s hand, open palm sliding down the length of his own thigh. “An hour where I get to hear exactly what it sounds like when you touch yourself.” Stede, ever the chatterer, is fucking speechless. “My favourite part,” Ed continues, palm sliding back up, slower this time, “is when you can’t help getting a little loud.” Ed leans in closer, bringing a heady wave of cedar and amber. “Can’t tell you how many times I’ve wished I could be the one making you feel that good.”

i dont want to spoil too much about the mechanic au but it was inspired by a photo i now can't find of a man leaning over the hood of a car, taken from behind. he's wearing work boots, socks, and shorts so tiny that his ass is hanging out of them. and nothing else.

and i thought "what if stede breaks down and has to get towed to the nearest shop? and what if that shop is ed's? and what if ed's wearing THAT outfit?"

and then i somehow wrote almost 20k about it

#scarrlet answers #lights out is killing me though bc im running out of sexy dialogue #just playing that one by ear honestly

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shadowcovcn · 1 year

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for tommy & carol : ☀️⭐🌩🍌

ship dynamic headcanon questions // accepting // @musecraft

what was your character’s first impression of their partner?

Seeing as how their first interaction was Tommy "winning" a staged fight to impress her followed by all three of them managing to get themselves in detention, Carol's first impression of Tommy was a flattering "he's cute but damn he's dumb." To be honest, this antic definitely won her over, but she played it as cool (or as cool as a 5th grader is capable of playing things). She wouldn't say this to his face back then but she found him sweet and fun to be around. He kept her on her toes. It wasn't love at first sight for her but she immediately knew that there would never be a dull moment with him.

what are three things that your pairing have in common?

1.) They're both artistic, even if they'll never openly admit it to the broader Hawkins population. Tommy enjoys art, or "doodling" as he insists on calling it. Carol prefers photography and over the years has chronicled a lot of their friend groups best moments together. Neither will admit these hobbies to others who aren't Steve, though, because somehow being artsy equals being a geek and the Queen of Hawkins and her escort simply can't have that.

2.) They both rarely take things seriously. They constantly joke around, jabbing at each other and Steve. Teasing is their love language. While they're capable of having more Serious discussions why bother? What's the fun in that. Their communication style is something that can easily get on the nerves of others but it works for them.

3.) They both have wonderlust. They've been planning their escape from Hawkins for years. Carol has a roadmap where she has circled all the places she wants to visit. While they have different types of restlessness, neither can stay still for long. Their dream is to Bonnie and Clyde their way through the midwest and beyond (hopefully without all the murder and cop chases...hopefully)

how does your character calm their partner when they are angry?

You're giving my girl Carol 'I like Tommy dumb and mean' Keane a lot of credit here. But I think it's very situationally dependent. If it's just some chump at school she'll let him shove the kid into a locker but will probably call him back with a sharp "Tommy" if she thinks he's going too far. In instances where he's angry and there's either not anything for him to fight or Carol simply thinks he'll be biting off more than he can chew she'll usually reign him in with physical contact. She'll grab his hand and tug him toward her, wrap her arm around his waist, or run her hand down his back. Something that she knows will help recenter (read: distract) him.

But also Tommy is Tommy and Carol knows that sometimes Tommy's going to do what Tommy's going to do.

what is your pairing’s favourite place?

The back of Steve's car ;)

#carol & tommy tag.#musecraft #musecraft: tommy hernandez #carol perkins / heacanons.

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hanayanaa · 1 year

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mmmmm drools last day of the year and i slept 15 hours because i had a cool dream...... well cool is not the right word probably but it was weird af and detailed af also (SUPER LONG AND CONVOLUTED there's like my splatoon agents and then also clownpiece gets involved for some reason and a lot of people die)

it was like. i don't remember all the details but rosie and ame were in this hotel together (al was simply not there) and bla bla normal vacation more or less except like people in this town were very touchy and had 0 sense of boundaries so they'd literally talk to u as if they'd known u forever when in fact they didn't know ur name at all

there was like this big building that was a giant slab of glittery raw marble and the top half had this pool and ame and rosie and some other random people they were friends with my brain invented went in and they just gave out free food in the middle of the pool. there was a bunch of people there but they managed to grab two slices of pizza

ermmm anyway this is where it gets fucked up bc rosie was alone in the hotel room and someone just barged in and started harassing them so they FUCKING JUMP OUT THE WINDOW and they're like fucking dead. and the dude is still up there like omg are u dead. Omg she's dead. Hey are you dead. Lol jumping like that you're definitely dead

anyway ame is like obviously fucking heartbroken and she leaves the hotel and has to drag rosies body back home with her on public transport 😭 and the trains were really weird and the station was not safe at all because there wasn't any railing or anything and it wasn't obvious when the train was urs cuz sometimes they'd drive right next to the platform and you're like oh it's my train and u step down but then it just goes and makes a turn and u almost get run over

also again people in this place had 0 sense of boundaries so ame was also getting harassed by random white women like one of them decided she was best friends with her and was determined to sit next to ame and Ames like No Go Away

like homegirl was insane she was like oh.... all the single seats are taken..... looks like you're gonna have to sit on the bench with meeeee :3

but ame wasn't having that bullshit she just went into swim mode and somehow managed to smash Rosie's corpse into swim mode also and just hid under the nasty ass train seats until she could manage to escape to the top level which she did eventually

anyway the area was nice af for the most part there was this one stop where the shops and stuff were all sanrio fairy kei sweet lolita esque designs like the entire area was like that, ame almost wanted to get off early to see but she had her dead girlfriend in her arms so....

the area she actually got off at was called like avenue oklahoma or something but it was actually this fancy victorian - 1920s fashion district. anyway ame's base/house was this highly secure underground area and she needed to use her fingerprint and eye to access it, it was like a vending machine that would open to this other door, which would then open to the elevator that goes down to the lab

anyway i don't really remember what happens next besides she cried a lot and cryogenically froze rosies body so she could revive her later somehow

Anyway this is where it gets even weirder because clownpiece and junko get involved somehow????????clownpiece is also at the hotel and she's being tasked with solving the mystery of who killed rosie i think and she also has to blend into human society which is fine for her but she's really mad that she can't fly since her wings are hidden. she hates stairs and thinks they're stupid and she also hates walking

she was stuck in the elevator for a while because it moved sideways as well and it was super large and people were obnoxious and dumb and they'd like being entire plates of food in or wear giant ballgowns and poor pipis' room was on the 7th floor out of 8 so she was stuck there while everyone came in and was all over her and each other

ummm the next part is a little blurry but i remember her leaving the hotel and getting chased by someone and she breaks protocol and spreads her wings and starts flying and shooting danmaku but she could also use her torch to turn into different touhous I remember she turned into sakuya and yuyuko among others, she did that to throw the guy off

forgot the next part but now she's in texas for some reason and there's a group of people i don't remember and junko is there and they're just walking casually through this big street and keep in mind clownpiece hates walking so she's a little grumpy

There's this other kid she's talking with I don't remember who but for some reason i wanna say it was Rosie ?????????? idfk this dream already makes 0 sense

anyway i remember they went into a park and rosie sticks their hand thru this hole in a bridge and just pulls out a fish and clownpiece was like "man if wakasagihime was here she'd be so fucking mad at you" and Rosie giggles like "yeah.... ripley (??????? @/energywarning's agent 3 oc) would also be really mad if she was here....." and then they start crying for some reason because I guess Ripley was also dead idfk

Rosie was like "if only i had a jar with me, id keep this fish. id treat it better than i ever treated ripley (???????????????????????)" and then they toss the fish back into the river with a sigh

and then the two kids toddle back to junko and the other adults and I think they were gonna go to yuyuko to beg her to revive Somebody which a) i don't think she can do b) i don't even know whos even dead at this point

Anyway and then I woke up bc it's fucking 8pm now and i took 30 minutes to recall and write all of this down

#dream journal #chatssi #ummm #clownpiece #junko touhou #rosieposting #ameposting #splatoon agents #agent 4 #agent 8 #no more

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goji-pilled · 2 years

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Imagine when the girls first start living togeather, before they even add Yuma to the mix, so it is just Mami, Kyoko, Charlotte, and Oktavia, and we know that Sayaka couldn't cook worth a damn in life, Magia Record going so far as to reveal that she has never actually managed to cook anything without using the microwave in her life, and Kyoko has not had a kitchen to cook with in over two years, on top of her mom having done all the cooking before that, so she is just as helpless.

With that in mind, the entire task of cooking for this new strange group who live together and haven't started calling themselves a family yet because it is before they even reach that point, but the situation is unsustainable, and sooner or later, the other older girls need to learn. Imagine Mami teaching Kyoko and Oktavia, like their parents never had the time to / never bothered to do, and it bringing them all a lot closer together and establishes meal time as something really important to their family once they start calling it such.

Charlotte is there while they are cooking, constantly trying to swipe the cheese they are using as ingredients, and needing to be fended off or distracted with other cheeses.

At this point Oktavia doesnt even know how to shift, so there is Mami standing in her living room with Kyoko and this nearly 2 meters tall witch with a stupidly long tail that is Oktavia, and tried to figure out if anyone else knows how to cook.

Kyoko gives her a "Are you serious right now?" look and Mami kinda feels a bit dumb, because yeah, she should've known her answer to the question.

So she turns to look Oktavia and goes, "Well? Can you cook?"

Oktavia shrugs and says, "Nope. Even before I witched out I lived off of instant food, on a good day takeout and some of Madoka's dad's food he made her give to me."

Which okay, might've been the wrong thing to say, because now Mami and Kyoko are both staring at her and Oktavia already knows what they're gonna say so she goes ahead with, "Before you ask, no my parents never taught me. Haven't even seen them properly in a year anyway."

And they decide not to probe any further because apparentnly Sayaka Miki did not have a good homelife, and Oktavia von Seckendorff clearly doesn't want to elaborate further either.

Thus Mami makes it her mission to teach them, even if it later turns out they're hopeless... or well, Oktavia is when she nearly burns the kitchen down twice.

And it's messy. The space isn't enough for three people, let alone two and a witch, Charlotte tries to try everything, Oktavia keeps getting distracted, Kyoko is as bad as Charlotte but actually succeeds in her attempts, but somehow they managed to make something edible (thank goodness or Mami's nerves might've blown up)

And for each it's the first time in a long while they had food in good company that feels warm and happy, and like family

#felix answers #i got feels over this one can u tell #oughghgh

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gollumsmygel · 3 months

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yep i just solidified my thoughts on my new OC HAHAHA

since I watched KNB, i thought hmmmmmm i want an OC for this one (like i do with every single anime I watch).

this sounds so dumb but the only reason I thought of giving my oc orange hair is because none of the GOM + Kagami and Kuroko have orange hair 😭 I didn't want to go black bc my Naruto and MHA ocs have black hair 🤦🏻‍♀️ also wouldn't it fit since technically they're a rainbow now ✌🏻😗

she doesnt have a name YET. i haven't really gotten around her personality yet, very incomplete still. however i imagined her to be less gentle and a bit feisty when provoked. she's the usually quiet friend that speaks with a loud as fuck voice with shit leadership skills. and since every member of GOM has something special and I don't want to ripoff Riko's special eyes, i thought hmmmmm oc should have really good senses (touch, smell, sight, sound, and taste) . not essentially related to basketball but she uses it to check out players and other things (especially with food).

her backstory would be she joined the Teiko basketball team on a whim. she's as good as any average female basketball player her age after playing it for two years and ended up managing the 3rd string (considering she's better than some of them *cough* Kuroko *cough*)

somehow both her and Kuroko climbed up the ranks together where she's officially promoted to provide assistance to Momoi but she mostly hangs around the 3rd string and interacts only with Momoi and Kuroko.

She had a crush on Kise but her feelings immediately evaporated when he kinda looked down on her mostly for her choice of caring for the 3rd and 2nd string. she didn't really care if he adds "cchi" to her name but no one is allowed to insult her.

has huge respect for Midorima, felt bad for Kuroko and Momoi because they ended up dealing with bullies, also thinks Aomine and Murasakibara's actions during their last year at Teiko is none of her business.

she also purposely disobeys Akashi after he's changed. nobody knows why she does it, not even herself.

enrolled to Seirin just because her parents wanted her to. luckily she's neighbors with Kuroko so they go home together -which she uses to tease Momoi when they see each other again.

some of her talents include: cooking eggs. she thinks she cooks eggs the best. hard boiled, soft boiled, fried (over easy, sunnyside, omelette) you name it, she can cook it as long as it's egg.

not blinking for approximately 5 minutes but only when she's completely focused

#rant #ask about oc #idk this is an oc idea i guess #talk oc

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beetsandskzreads · 3 years

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silent bright summer night

bang chan x gn!reader, y/n works with skz and became their friend (the ultimate dream haha)

genre: tooth-rotening fluff, slight angst with a happy ending

notes/warnings: nothing intense, this is very fluffy, there's brief mentions of cheating, long distance, y/n's exes, fear of abandonment, slight insecurities, deep talks, reader and chan are slightly wine drunk, y/n and chan are whipped, y/n makes it explicit they want to date someone very warm and caring (aka chan), i don't think that's a warning tho djsjs just saying

scenario: on a balcony, at a beach apartment on a summer night of vacation, y/n opens up to chan about their past and current lovers. what y/n doesn't know is why chan is so interested listening to it.

It was 1:01 am when chan and I found ourselves in the balcony that overlooked the city and it's bright lights on a summer night. Skz had gone to sleep right after all of us came back from a night out of lots of fun, buying stuff on stores by the beach, having ice cream, seeing the view of the city lights reflecting on the sea water, appreciating street artists...

The two of us had been talking the whole evening, we hung out as a group but mostly just spoke to each other and laughed at the members jokes, both of us having a sparkle in our eye every time we saw the group happy. There was this unspoken pleasantness, a bliss, calmness in the air but with a lot of excitement. Chan was so happy to be around the sea with "the kids" as he refers to them and being at the beach almost 24/7 this week, it was like his natural habitat, his home, a comfort place. It left you feeling even softer for him, and as you shared your love for the sea, your feelings were at a peak. You liked Chan, and you loved this place as much as he did.

The night was so great, everyone was out like a lightweight as soon as we arrived to the vacation apartment we're in. Chan and I were testing the theory that a glass of wine would help us get drowsy and help us fall asleep as well, since we both have trouble falling asleep and felt nothing but a remaining excitement from the night out. It came to me especially because of the enthusiasm of talking to him, we were connecting so well, I didn't want this to ever end.

And so we drank (one glass quickly becoming the whole bottle) and we talked for what felt like hours on end, that neither of us wanted to cease.

- My ex best friend, she never quite knew how to choose guys, she always went for the ones that would never turn her way, the ones who obviously wouldn't care about her, not because of her, but because they were really careless guys, walking red flags. - I told him, I couldn't remember where exactly the conversation started but we were talking about nice people picking shitty people to date.

- What about you? - he asked

- Me? I barely even like guys, I mean I do, but I'm really picky actually, I don't allow myself to fall for cold people, I wouldn't forgive myself if I took interest in someone rude, I try so hard to take care of myself so I either stay alone that way or I find someone who makes me feel better, who knows how to take care of me, after all we chase happiness, I think a caring person could do that, someone gentle who isn't scared of emotions or who at least is open to face that fear with me by their side.

- I get it, it's hard to get by if you don't have emotional support, a partner should be able to provide that support, yeah. Did you ever... find someone like that?

- Yeah, in the past I did and even now I do know someone more than ideal... I guess my ex partners when I was young were going through a soft phase tho... I guess everyone has an emotional limit they were scared to cross... once I found that barrier the relationship stoped evolving, reached a dead end and so there was nothing left for me anymore and I left, plus, you know, cheating, long distance, a bunch of stuff really... it wasn't meant to be and I'm okay with that.

- What about that someone right now?

Silence ruled for about 3 seconds before I knew what to say. That someone right now is him. Ever since I've known him feels like he's the only man ever, but I don't think I'd tell him that, not soon anyways.

- What about 'em?

- What's that person like? What makes you trust they're any different from your exes?

- Sometimes I fear they're not, but I set the bar really high and I reset it constantly, to make sure I'm seeing it right, sometimes they seem so perfect to me that I wonder what good have i done in my past life to deserve to be around such a bright person. Of course they make mistakes too, but even the way they deal with them is so... mature, it's so easy to just solve things communicating, it's insane to me. Then I remember it's probably because they're eventually gonna leave me too, or just not reciprocate my feelings and after they break my heart I'll probably loose all hope in love, be heart broken for two years until I decide I'm gonna focus on myself again... it's a cycle after heartbreak, but with this person I'm really scared, because they mean more. I'm way too deep in before I've even expressed my feelings, it's gonna be devastating. - I'm rambling, the wine made me do it.

- What makes you think they wouldn't like you back tho?

- I'm not sure I just... it would be too good to be true and it's complicated... he's amazing and I'm just not sure if he'd be into me, I mean, I think I'm lovable and I think I'd be a great lover, I just don't know if I'm his type or if he'd consider me. We have a bit of an age gap, I'm not someone who's typically pretty or specially good looking, I have my charms but I have no idea if that's enough for him to be in love. It's complicated with each others work too... - I notice chan's gaze on me, he has his head leaned on his hand on the table and he's looking at me with bright eyes, eyes that look tired and a little drunk but somehow, he manages to look at me in a way that makes me feel adored, I don't know why you have to make me feel so much love, Bang Chan - Why are you looking at me like that?

- You have no idea how other people perceive you, do you? - he ignored your question, probably because of his drunk-ish drowsy state - Everyone I know likes you, see, you're a naturally kind and caring person, you're attentive to people's needs, you make sure everyone feels comfortable around you... that's so appreciated by everyone. I think you're exceptional y/n, you have this charismatic way of existing, a refreshing and comfy presence everyone can feel, but to me... it feels like home. You feel like home y/n. So... I have no idea who that person is but I sure as hell know they'd be more than lucky to have you as a partner and they're definitely dumb if they let you go.

- Are you dumb? - my heart's pounding quicker as I'm about to do something I didn't plan on doing ever.

- Huh? No, why w-

- Because that person is you... I like you, Chan. In a more-than-friends way - I interrupt him quickly before I lose my newly found courage.

Chan could've sworn his heart stopped for a few seconds. Suddenly sobriety hit him like a truck. It was the alcohol that made you say that, he thought, but he wished it was true and you didn't drink enough to be lying about this kind of stuff, you had a full on conversation and you seemed pretty sober.

- Y-y/n are you sober? - he tries to navigate through the situation.

- Oh my... yeah I am, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything, it just rolled out of my tongue. I'm sorry... - you said as you panicked and tried to go back inside, regret filling up all your organs.

"I messed up" your brain keeps repeating as desperation starts entering your body, until Chan grabbed your hand, stopping you from leaving.

- Wait! You don't need to apologize, I'm glad you told me... You didn't think I'd say all that about you if I didn't like you as well, did you? - he asks suggestively.

- I don't know - you blush as you realize what he's getting at - You're just so nice to everyone, I didn't make a big deal out of it.

- Well, you should've made it a big deal, the biggest deal actually because I've been trying really hard to show you how I feel these past few days and you were so clueless I thought you were purposefully ignoring the signs because you didn't like me back.

- I'm sorry Channie, I just didn't want to assume stuff and get heartbroken if it wasn't true.

-Well it is true, so you don't need to worry anymore. I really like you too, y/n. And I've wanted to say it for a while too, I was just wondering if it was a good idea since you work with us, but I can't contain my feelings anyways... you always treat me so softly and you look after the kids really well... It just feels like you were made to be by my side, you're the embodiment of the person I've always dreamed to be with, and these past few days with the kids and you... it just felt like we were the perfect family you know? I don't think I could be without you by my side anymore... - he stops, he's been staring at your eyes the whole time and now they're starting to water.

How could you not cry when he's saying the things you thought you'd only ever hear in dreams?

- Why are you crying sweetheart? - he whispered, as he wipes a tear with his thumb, the other hand holding your hand as he stands closer every second.

- It's just... I'm so... happy - you smile through your tears - I'm so happy to hear that, you said it in such a beautiful way too... I feel exactly the same, it's like I've gained a family with you guys but you... I've grown really attached to you, feels like some parts of you are tangled in my heart in ways I couldn't tear apart if I wanted to... I'm drawn to you and when I'm with you it's comfortable, blissful, it's right. You're so good to me, it's unbelievable, but it's true, and it warms my heart. - you say as your foreheads touch and your smile grows, his eyes showing so much adoration for you, you could melt.

Suddenly you share your first kiss together, a soft yet passionate mix of sensations, and it felt like everything you ever felt around Chan but better.

You stare into each other's eyes, smiling like the little lovely goofballs you both were, noses touching, ocasional little pecks filled with giggles because you were whipped for each other.

- So this means we're exclusive lovers now, yeah? - he asks with a blushing face, a very silent giggle and a huge, uncontrollable smile.

- Definitely, yeah - you answer biting your lip until eventually you let out the largest smile you ever had.

Needless to say, you didn't leave that balcony to go to sleep that evening. In fact, you two watched the sunrise kissing and cuddling, talking about the feelings you had for each other, when they started, why you liked each other, covered by a blanket, not wanting to let go of each other now that you were openly romantic.

Han found you both sound asleep, you on chan's lap, head on his neck as his arms wrapped around you gently, on a chair in the middle of the morning. He obviously called all the members to watch you two as they assumed you two finally got together. All of them saw it coming, Chan wouldn't shut up about you and had written what could be an entire album about you.

They were happy at least you'd be around more often to cook your delicious food. And you both blushed really hard once you woke up to lot's of teasing from the kids, it was fine tho, you liked it just like this, it was home.

#skz fluff #chan fluff #bang chan scenarios #bang chan oneshot #bang chan imagine #bang chan fluff #stray kids oneshot #stray kids fluff #bang chan angst #chan angst #skz oneshots #skz angst

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slytherindisaster · 2 years

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𝐋𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 & 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐲 ☆

siblings headcanons part 1/?

— When Evan was born and it turned out that he's not a metamorphmagus too their parents were kind of relieved. Little did they know that he would be even more of a menace than Lysander.

— They always thought their names were dumb and used to call each other by completely different ones. It was changing every two weeks or so.

— They grew up in a small village and there weren't many kids their age around so they had to be creative to keep each other busy. It often resulted in using Lysander's abilities to mess with the muggles living nearby.

— Both of them were interested in Quidditch and flying thanks to their father. In the summer they would go on their brooms and throw apples at each other pretending that they're bludgers.

— They would often dare each other to do the dumbest things.

— Evan always found a way to tell a story around Lysander's random drawings. Sometimes he even linked together completely unrelated ones.

— Lysander couldn't wait for Evan to get to Hogwarts so they could finally properly play quidditch together, he was beyond excited to be on one team with him. Only for Evan to finally come and get sorted into Gryffindor. The next day Lysander wrote a letter to the headmaster that the sorting ceremony needs to be repeated because there was a mistake.

— After adjusting to being in different houses they actually found more benefits of the situation. They thought sneaking to each other's dorms was one of the most fun things to do.

— To everyone's surprise Evan somehow managed to become a prefect. Even though Lysander graduated by that time he still kept teasing him endlessly about it.

— Evan read and kept all of Lysander's Daily Prophet articles, even the ridiculously dumb ones.

— Every time Lys kept complaining about Ethel Evan would laugh that he should just ask her out and get this all over with. He was laughing even harder years later when he was asked to be Lysander's best man.

— "Don't even think about saying it."; "Saying what? I'm just happy that I was right all along."; "I'm literally going to punch you in the face if you won't stop smiling."

#hphl #the mercury brothers #lysander mercury #evander mercury #hogwarts legacy #just some random thoughts i had of them #because they are on my mind today for some reason #sibling headcanons

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milkybonya · 3 years

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i'm not the same boy you knew back then

Warnings: food mentions and some angst, party mentions

Pairing: Yedam x (gn)reader

Summary: where Yedam broke your heart in high school because he didn't know how to act but now he's desperately in love with you and wishes you still felt the same :")

word count: 5.8k

inspired by Walls by All Time Low (it has explicit language! be careful~~i've put a link for it at the veryyy end of this fic)

[a/n]: I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY FOR THE FLASHBACK PART OF THIS OML I'M SORRY FOR THE CHAOS AND MESS BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY

Hey there it's good to see you again, It never felt right calling this "just friends". I'm happy, if you're happy, with yourself.

"Isn't that Yedam?" your friend, sat beside you, asks. They point to somewhere behind your head, and naturally, you turn around to follow their finger with your eyes.

As the doors to the lecture hall swing shut, a familiar boy begins to walk quickly down the steps. While grinning, he decides on a spot near the back, far away from your almost front-row seat. You let out the breath you didn't realize you were holding and face the front.

"Since when did he go to our university?" your friend asks, also facing the front now.

"I have no clue," you admit.

You'd purposely accepted an offer at a faraway university to avoid having to see Yedam ever again after high school. High school had become one of the worst times of your life thanks to him.

Yedam's pov

As soon as I enter the hall, I find [y/n] with my eyes immediately. They look at me with a mix of shock, disgust and hatred, but seeing them fills me with so much joy that I can't help but smile.

Deciding not to bother them, I pick a spot near the back and sit down. I wonder to myself if switching to [y/n]'s school was the right choice...

[y/n]'s pov

It was obvious you were too much for me. Oblivious, I was young

Back in high school, you had the fattest crush on one of the school's most popular kids, and you hated yourself for it. It wasn't like you could control your feelings... but your heart was set on him. His smile made you feel so warm and you felt happy despite him not having the slightest clue who you were. You always watched him from afar, peering at him as he walked into the classroom while waving at all of his friends before taking a seat at the back.

By some chance, you got paired with him for an assignment. You thought he would be disappointed, since he had never spoken to you, but contrary to his somewhat intimidating aura as a result of him being a popular kid, he smiled warmly at you as you introduced yourself.

"I know you're [y/n]," he said quietly, looking down at the assignment instructions in front of him.

"How do you know?" you asked him.

He looked up and leaned in closer to you to whisper into your ear, only after being sure that no one was watching.

"It may not seem like it, but I do know my classmates."

When he moved back, he flashed you a grin before returning to the assignment instructions again. Your heartbeat was flooding your ears.

After meeting up several times to do the research and plan out the presentation together, you and Yedam somehow grew closer. You had always thought he was some sort of chic, cool guy, but he turned out to be super soft and sweet. The two of you laughed at each other's dumb jokes and procrastinated late into the night sometimes, only beginning your work when the café was about to close.

On one of those days, Yedam asked if you wanted to go to his place to finish the assignment.

"It's due in two weeks and we still have so much to do... plus we're so busy that we can only meet once a week," he explained, pouting slightly.

You agreed, feeling somewhat nervous and excited at the prospect of going to your crush's house for the first time.

His parents were home but asleep as it was late for them, so the two of you quietly went to his room.

In-between muffled giggles and late-night snacks, the two of you managed to get a lot of work done before you felt as though you'd hit your limit. After yawning and stretching, you told Yedam that it was time you went home.

"Do you live far from here?" he asked you.

You, in fact, did live quite far from his house, but you felt bad telling him this, so you lied and told him you lived close by.

He pouted and looked down.

"I was going to ask if you wanted to just sleep here... but I guess it makes sense for you to go home," he said, helping you pack up your things.

Yedam... wanted you to stay the night? How could you miss such an opportunity! Your crush! Wanted you to stay the night!!

Yedam noticed that you'd stopped moving, holding your pencil case in your hand as you thought about what to say.

"Is everything okay?" he asked you.

"Yeah... I actually... live kind of far," you mumbled, not wanting him to get mad at you for lying.

"You do? Then why did you say you live close by?" he asked, also taking his hands away from your backpack.

"I didn't want you to walk me home or anything," you explained. Yedam smiled at you, shaking his head.

"Don't worry about it now... do you have any clothes to change into?"

"Just my gym clothes... but they're dirty," you told him, shyly.

"Do you want to take something of mine to wear?" he asked you, already standing up to look through his closet without waiting for your answer.

You were going to say no, again, not wanting to bother him, but he had already pulled out some of his comfier clothes for you to wear.

After changing into them and walking back into his room, you avoided Yedam's eyes as he quietly lost his mind over how cute you looked.

"Um, so..." Yedam started, scratching the back of his neck.

"Would you be okay with sleeping in my bed? I'll go sleep in the livingroom-"

"No, no! I'll go sleep there-"

"No, I can't let a guest sleep on the couch!"

Both of you sighed, not being able to win against one another.

"Listen, it's either you sleep in my room and I go to the livingroom, or we both sleep in my bed," he said, pointing to his bed behind you.

You froze, trying to consider your options as your heartbeat grew louder.

"Well... I guess we're both sleeping here then," you said, in a tone that tried to sound confident but was a little shaky.

You plopped yourself face first into the bed to hide from your embarrassment, feeling the bed shift a few seconds later as Yedam joined you.

"Scooch over towards the wall. I'll sleep on this side so you won't fall off the bed at night," he said, pointing to the side of his bed that faced the rest of his room. You smiled at Yedam's kind gesture as you moved over.

He had turned off the light and it was dark now, and both of you lay side-by-side on your backs, staring up at the ceiling.

"Are you... asleep?" he asked you quietly a while later. You shook your head at first, but then realized he couldn't see you. So you said a quiet "no".

You felt Yedam shift as he turned to face you. You carefully turned your head towards him too, wondering what he was up to. It was hard to see in the dark, but he was just admiring your face. You looked away, feeling embarrassed, until you felt him shuffling closer to you.

It was a little nerve-wracking watching his figure tower over you in the dark. Blinking up at him, you parted your lips to ask him what he was doing, but he spoke first.

"Am I allowed to... kiss you?" he asked, quietly looking down at you.

Yedam... wants to ???? Your crush wanted-

You found yourself nodding before your thoughts could entirely be processed, and watched as Yedam lowered himself onto you with a small smile. His heart soared as he watched your reaction -- your eyes were squeezed shut so tightly out of nervousness.

Before his soft lips met yours, he found your hand under the blankets and held it in an attempt to ease you of your nervousness. He didn't know that it only made your stomach feel the effects even more intensely.

Your lips touched for only a moment, but it felt like a whole eternity. When he pulled away, he moved off of you quickly and shuffled over to his side of the bed again.

"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry," he mumbled, looking away from you. You were confused.

"What's wrong?" you asked him.

"I... I was supposed to tell you I like you first but then now you're right beside me--wait not that I like you... wait I mean I do, but I didn't want to tell you like this--"

Hearing his unsure confession was all the confidence you needed to pull him closer, accidentally tightening his hoodie strings as you pulled him in to carefully press your lips against his again. He completely melted into your hands, then, wrapping an arm around your back and holding you close.

That was probably one of the last good memories you have of him.

After that, Yedam turned into a different person the next morning, avoiding your eyes and missing any trace of a smile on his face as he pushed a plate of breakfast towards you.

"Let's not walk to school together, okay? I'll be leaving first," he told you, leaving you alone in his own house.

You had no clue what was going on and no appetite to eat. After waiting a few minutes, you walked to school after him. You had no idea how to even get to school from his house, so after getting lost and arriving late, you finally managed to make it.

When you tried to approach him in class, he would turn his back on you and ignore you. It made you feel so small that you stopped even trying.

It was really hard for you to show up to school after that, because of how terrible you felt, but you still tried your best. Your friends knew something was wrong and they did their best to help you, but it didn't stop you from thinking about Yedam and why he was acting so strangely.

Until he texted you one day in the middle of class, asking you to meet him in an empty classroom.

You told yourself you shouldn't pay him any attention, especially after he ghosted you like that, but you still followed after him, curious to see what excuse he would give you.

In the classroom, you couldn't see anyone, so you thought Yedam hadn't arrived yet until you heard him call out your name from behind a file cabinet. By the windows.

"Come here, [y/n]," he said, motioning for you to approach him. He was smiling at you again, just like he did on those days when you'd study with him in the café. You told yourself to just turn around and leave, but your feet guided you to him.

You frowned up at him.

"What the heck have you been doing?" you asked him, tears already threatening to leave your eyes.

"[y/n], I-I'm sorry... you know how it is for me, with my popular reputation. Some kids saw us at the café and posted pictures of us, saying that I was going around dating a loser-"

He was holding onto your hands while wearing a pitiful expression, but you coldly pushed him away after hearing him out.

"So you've been acting weird because I'm tainting your reputation? Yedam, we never even dated! You gave me some... half-assed confession and... kissed me in the middle of the night and then ghosted me," you told him, sternly.

"I know, I'm sorry... It's so pathetic but I really do like you... I'm just really bad at this, I know, but I'm telling you now I like you-"

"In an empty classroom. Behind a file cabinet."

"Please, [y/n]. Date me for real... I promise I won't let you down."

You and your kind, innocent heart believed his promise. You believed him because his eyes were sparkling and he was holding onto you so tightly.

Yedam told you that you had to date him in secret, and that was just one of many red flags. He explained that if his friends found out, he would be teased and you would be hurt by their words, too. Nonetheless, you agreed. At school, you never spoke to him. All you got were stolen glances, Yedam winking at you every time you turned around in your seat. Somehow, that was enough to make your heart flutter.

You could only see each other in each other's homes, since even the risk of being caught out on a date was too much for Yedam to handle. The two of you would intertwine hands while watching a movie. You'd rest your head on Yedam's shoulder, or sometimes he would rest his head in your lap and you would gently stroke his hair, watching as his eyes squeezed shut tightly while he indulged in the feeling of your love.

Sometimes the two of you would listen to music together, quietly sharing earphones while staring out the window.

Sometimes you would just talk for hours into the night.

Yedam's smile would never leave his face when he was with you.

Except for when he was at school.

And you could handle it. At least you thought you could, until the final straw.

For Yedam's birthday, a few of his friends had gathered in his home, celebrating. You were also invited, of course, after you begged Yedam to let you come. He had told his friends that he invited you as a gesture of thanks for working on the assignment with him... it broke your heart to hear this lie, but you shrugged it off, again.

Everyone was feeling excited as they all started a game of spin-the-bottle. You felt incredibly out of place and already angry, even more so upon seeing a girl getting all handsy with Yedam, stroking his thigh with her hand and playing with his hair. She was constantly glued to him, but you shrugged it off, again.

After the bottle's mouth faced Yedam, the girl beside him dared him to kiss someone. How childish, you thought to yourself. You watched as Yedam locked eyes with you and started to stand up, making his way towards you with a small smile, but the girl beside him stopped him.

"Where are you going, damie? Isn't it me who you should kiss?"

Yedam looked back at her and then at you.

"I-"

"C'mon, it's your birthday!" she said, dragging him back down.

That literally is not an excuse and makes no sense, you scoffed to yourself, rolling your eyes.

The next few moments were a blur, but Yedam ended up kissing her and you felt like a piece of paper being torn in two. We can't even look at each other in public, you thought to yourself. You fought back tears and got up to leave. No one seemed to mind or care about where you were going, since none of these people were your friends anyway. Even Yedam was preoccupied, his lips on the mouth of this other girl.

You couldn't just shrug things off anymore. This was it. Now, it was your turn to ghost Yedam.

You hadn't told him, but your family were planning to move to another city soon. You told them to plan the move for earlier so you could leave that dreaded place and leave Yedam. Ignoring all his calls and texts, you transferred out the next week, and that was that.

I'm gonna break down these walls, I built around myself. I wanna fall so in love, with you, and no one else, Could ever mean half as much, to me as you do now. Together we'll move on, just don't turn around, Let the walls break down.

You can't focus in lecture as everything that happened with Yedam flashes before your eyes. Just as you're starting to live a normal life without him, he has to show up and allow of the trauma to resurface.

As soon as your class ends, you quickly pack your bags. Your friend does the same, understanding exactly what is going on. But it seems like Yedam and his feet move a little faster.

Just as you're about to leave your row, you look up to find Yedam standing at the end of it, a small smile on his face.

You sigh and turn around, telling your friend to do the same so you can leave through the other side. But Yedam just follows behind you quietly. He doesn't say a word and just follows you as you and your friend as you leave the lecture hall to go to your next class.

Suddenly, you stop. Your friend and Yedam stop, too.

You turn around, your fist clenched into a tight ball.

"Yedam, can you please stop following me? Do you not have classes of your own or things to do? Please leave me alone," you told him, turning your back on him again and walking forward.

Your friend didn't follow you, though, but looked back and forth between you and Yedam. So lost in your thoughts, you walk to class on your own, not noticing that your friend isn't following you.

Yedam's pov

After they say those words and leave, I feel my heart breaking in two. Of course I know how much I've hurt [y/n], but their words make me realize that I'll never be able to completely understand. I almost start crying right there and then...

"Yedam, right?" their friend asks me. I look at them and nod, confused.

"Listen, [y/n] hates your guts. They're not going to talk to you and hear you out, so I'll do it instead. I know [y/n] might regret it if they don't hear you out, even if they don't want to."

I smile at [y/n]'s friend. That sounds exactly like [y/n]...

"You've probably heard a lot of awful things about me, and it's all true. But... [y/n] probably didn't tell you about those nights we spent in each other's rooms... the times that we did get to spend with each other alone.... sorry, what I'm trying to say is that I've always loved [y/n]. Not even 'like', but I've always loved them. And I don't think I'll be able to stop... I know I was such a terrible boyfriend back then. I don't think I can say I even was much of a boyfriend... but I've changed. I can promise that I've changed. I know it must be so arrogant of me to ask if they'll give me another chance but..."

I trail off, my brain shutting down as I struggle to find anymore words to express myself. [y/n]'s friend nods after I trail off.

"I see... well, I've heard about your promises. I heard they couldn't be trusted but if you've changed, then maybe that has changed, too. [y/n] has a really kind heart, but I won't let them date a jerk ever again. So unless we both know for sure that you're different now, we are not letting you date them."

With that, [y/n]'s friend walks away and leaves me there.

[y/n]'s pov

In class, you feel completely empty, unsure of how to feel. You only notice that your friend had not been beside you this entire time when they take a seat in the spot beside you, apologizing that they're late.

"Where were you?" you ask them, looking up as they sit down.

"I was talking to Yedam," your friend tells you, never one to lie.

Your face fills with disgust at the mention of his name.

"Why would you do that?" you whisper loudly, causing some heads in the lecture hall to turn your way. You mumble an apology before returning to your friend.

"I wanted to hear him out," they say, casually opening up their notes.

"What did he say?"

"So you are interested, huh?" they ask you, teasing.

"No, I'm not!"

"I know, calm down! He just said something along the lines of how he's always loved you and does now, too, and that he's changed--"

"That is the most garbage thing I've ever heard," you say, interrupting your friend with a scoff. They smile, shaking their head at you.

When you return to your dorm after all your classes, you find a small gift bag hanging on the door knob to your room. Curious, you pick it up and notice it has your name written on the side.

You could recognize that handwriting from a mile away.

As if it's the side of a hot pan, you drop it, watching its contents spill to the ground. A pack of your favourite snack falls out, along with a neatly handwritten note, a CD player and earphones.

I guess it wouldn't hurt to look, you tell yourself.

Picking everything up and walking into your room, you sit on your bed and read the note over.

[y/n]!! ah, it doesn't make sense for me to be cute or excited in this note, does it? >.< please forgive me.... i'm a little nervous... here is that snack that you've always loved... do you still love it now, too? and here is something that i wrote for you~it's on the CD. just press play and i'll let the song do the talking... i wrote this after you disappeared.

- yedam

This song better be god tier if he's coming to leave it at my door, you think to yourself.

As the song fills your ears, it seems to fill your empty heart too. You can tell it's full of Yedam's sincere feelings and thoughts... or he's just doing a good job of acting while singing. You can't seem to tell, but you still tear up a little.

You hear the door to your room swing open, as your friend, who also happens to be your roommate, barges in.

"What are you up to?" they ask, placing some things on their desk. They turn around immediately when they hear you sniffling.

"ARE YOU CRYING?" they shout, sitting beside you and wrapping their arms around you.

"This... song... Yedam..." you croak, just handing them the earphones.

When they listen to it, they also go quiet.

"It sounds really sincere..." your friend tells you, quietly.

"I'm not the only one who feels that way?" you ask your friend, looking at them.

"You know him better than I do, so you're probably right," they tell you, standing up.

"Why did this boy have to show up and make a mess of my life again," you groan, hiding your face in your hands.

"Well, I have just the solution! I know you're probably going to think about him and not get any work done anyway, so should we just go to a party?!" your friend tells you, jumping up and down.

"A party?" you wrinkle your nose in disgust.

"It'll help you stop thinking about him! Please, we never went to any parties last year!! Let's go, just this once!" they beg.

After thinking it over, you agree. What's the worst that could happen?

Wearing one of your favourite fits and feeling good, you walk alongside your friend, who already has a groove in their step as the two of you make your way to the house where the party is set to be held. It isn't that hard to find, since you're just following the bright lights and loud music in the distance. It's a wonder the people in that house aren't being arrested for causing such a ruckus...

Finally there, you step inside and try not to bump into any weird people. The music is so loud its deafening, and you shrivel up at the sound of it. Your friend wraps their arm around you, pulling you in close and guiding you to the snack/drink area so you can take what you need and go to a quieter place.

Your friend did beg you to come today, so they won't force you to dance or do any things you don't want to do...

Now equipped with everything you need, you make your way to the basement, where it's a lot quieter despite being so busy.

"How's this for a change?" your friend asks you, grooving along to the distant sound of the music from upstairs.

"It seems like you want to dance," you tell your friend.

They shake their head.

"I'll stay with you toniiiiiight!" they cheer, hugging you tightly. You laugh.

"It's fine, just go up! The crowd doesn't seem too scary or weird down here," you tell them as you watch two people play mario kart in front of a TV.

After asking you 1000 times if it's really okay, they leave you there with a drink in your hand. You continue watching the two people playing mario kart, secretly rooting for the boy in orange because his fit looks really nice, even if you're only looking from the back.

He ends up losing and you let out a "noooo!" loud enough for the two to hear. When they turn around, you discover that the boy in orange had been Yedam all along!

I take back rooting for him... he deserved to lose!

Widening your eyes at the sight of him, you quickly turn away and try to navigate your way towards another room. To your surprise, as soon as you walk in, Yedam is in there, holding the door open at the other end and panting.

"[y/n]," he calls out softly, smiling slightly. You can tell he's testing the waters and wondering how to react.

You try to walk out of the room, but the door behind you has been shut by some drunken idiot! He's pressed up against the frame and no matter how much you push, the door just won't open.

"[y/n], if you want to leave, it's okay. I don't want to bother you," Yedam tells you, stepping aside from the other door and motioning for you to walk through.

You sigh.

"No, it's fine. I guess we're here for a reason now, or something," you mumble, sliding down the wall until you're in a comfortable sitting position.

Yedam smiles, closing the door behind him.

"Still caught up in all that destiny stuff?" he asks you, joining you in sitting on the ground but also keeping his distance.

You scoff in response. How does this kid remember everything about me?

"So... what are you doing in my house?' he asks you.

"Your.... house?"

"Yeah, this is my house. You didn't know?" he asks you, looking bewildered.

You think about your friend. They must have brought you here while knowing it was Yedam's house...

"Um... nevermind that. How... have you been?" Yedam asks you, wringing his hands.

"Me? I've been doing great until now. How about you?" you spit out your words sarcastically, but Yedam doesn't seem to mind.

"I've been... well... I'm not sure. It would be cheesy for me to say I've been feeling lost without you, but that's kind of how it is," he tells you, chuckling nervously.

"Yeah, super cheesy. It also doesn't make sense, Yedam," you tell him, avoiding his eyes.

"I know it doesn't, but to me it does. I know our relationship was a mess, but those times that we spent together were... something else. Probably some of the best times of my life, honestly," he tells you.

"And why... are you telling me this?" you ask him, curious to see how he'll respond.

"Because I know I'm in the wrong and there's no excuse for my past childishness, but... I've missed you. And I still do. I know I was really caught up in my reputation back then and I didn't open myself up to you properly, but I want to do that now."

He runs his fingers through his hair, and something inside you turns. You didn't realize just how much you loved it when Yedam did that until now... he looks so pretty--

No. What are you thinking?!

"I haven't missed you though, Yedam," you say.

He smiles sadly.

"I know. And there's no reason for you to. But I'm just... asking for a second chance in case you think there's anything left."

You gulp and look up at the ceiling. You hadn't even considered the possibility of dating Yedam again, but talking with him now is different. He's less cautious and seems to be a lot more comfortable with you.

Someone knocks on the door behind Yedam and Yedam tells them to come in.

"Oh, am I interrupting?" the boy asks, slowly backing away.

"It's fine, I'm just talking to [y/n]," Yedam says with a smile, gesturing towards you. You greet the boy and his eyes light up.

"[y/n]?! The one you always tell me about? Gosh... it's so nice to meet you!" the boy says, shaking your hand and sitting down in front of you.

"You put up with a lot of Yedam's antics, I've heard," he says, laughing. Yedam laughs along, but you're still in shock.

Yedam had never told anyone about you... but now this random boy knows everything?

"It was more than antics. I was... really bad to [y/n]. I'm surprised they haven't left yet," Yedam admits, leaning back.

"I transferred to your old high school after you transferred out, and this boy was always sad. He didn't talk to anyone but me, only because the teacher asked him to show me around. He told me everything about you and eventually told the rest of his friends, too. You were his biggest and only heartbreak... I swear everyone at our school knows about you," the boy explains.

"What did you tell them?" you ask Yedam.

"He told us how he had been dating you in secret because he was afraid to ruin his popularity, but that he regrets it a lot. A lot of his friends left him after finding out you dated Yedam," the boy explains. Yedam nods along.

You're in shock. The boy who was so secretive and insecure exposed himself as a heartbreaker?

"Anyways, I'm sorry to be interrupting. I'll leave now!" the boy says, standing up and closing the door behind him.

"You... told everyone?" you ask Yedam. He nods.

"I feel like it was the only thing I could do for you. You deserved to be known as the one who held my heart," he says, holding his chest and laughing at his own cheesy words.

You find yourself laughing along and loosening up.

A moment of silence stretches between the two of you, and Yedam breaks it by standing up.

"Do you wanna play mario kart with me? You seemed to be having fun watching," Yedam asks you quietly.

You nod, also standing up.

The two of you play for about an hour, screaming and yelling at the TV just like you used to in your bedroom when you'd play games together.

"I won!" you declare in glee, turning to Yedam to do your signature high five with him. His hands meet yours, and you only realize what you're doing only after its already happened. You awkwardly move your hands away, facing the screen again.

"I'm sorry..." you mumble.

"No, I'm sorry! It's really okay, [y/n]... if you feel uncomfortable around me, you don't have to--"

"Your song touched me a lot, Yedam. And now I feel like... I want to try again. Just like this game," you say, pointing to the screen that has try again written in the corner.

"Are you sure?" he asks you, slowly.

You nod, deciding you've made up your mind. You've seen a lot of green flags already -- enough to decide that it's okay to move forward.

Yedam smiles and looks down at his lap. Then his head lifts up quickly, his eyes lighting up.

"I can take you to that café you always wanted to go! They have one in this city... and there's a museum next to it too! Do you want to go there? I.."

As he continues talking, you realize that all of the things he's saying he wants to do were things that you never did with Yedam, even after one year of dating him. It was always stay-at-home dates and ignore-each-other-when-we're-at-school. Somehow, you feel excited, wondering what things will be like.

"[y/n]! I've been looking everywhere for--oh, Yedam? Hi!" your friend greets you both.

"Did you have fun dancing?" you ask them. They nod, pointing to Yedam with their eyes.

You get up and whisper into your friend's ear.

"We have a lot to talk about, but I think..."

Your friend doesn't even wait for you to finish before they say, "well, I have to leave early now. Yedam, can you walk [y/n] home? Great, thanks!"

With that, they disappear and you shake your head at your friend's strange behaviour.

Yedam is all smiley while still sitting on the ground.

"Do I get to walk you home now?" he asks you, standing up.

"I wonder what would've happened if you walked me home that day, too..." you mumble, thinking about the day you slept over at Yedam's in the same bed as him.

"What, do you want to sleep over today, too?" he asks you.

You shake your head.

"I don't want things to turn out like that again."

"You mean, you don't want me to kiss you like I did then?" Yedam teases you, sending you a wink.

"You--shut up!" you yell, chasing after him with a pillow.

This boy literally broke my heart, you think to yourself. He is testing his limits...

After you both calm down, Yedam walks you home. It's a little quiet at first, until Yedam speaks.

"Can... I hold your hand?" he asks you.

"This soon?" you say, still grabbing his hand anyway. He looks down at your hand in his and smiles.

"Yeah... you don't know how long I've been wanting to do this for," he admits, swinging your arm up and down as you walk.

You shake your head at him.

"Let's run!" Yedam declares, racing forward with your hand in his. You trail behind him, the sound of laughter escaping your lips and ringing in Yedam's ears. It leaves a bright blush on his face as he thinks to himself about how much he's missed your laughter.

The two of you slow down, panting.

"I'm so tired," Yedam wheezes, laughing at how weird he sounds.

"Do you want me to kiss it better?" you tease him. He raises his eyebrows at the comment. Maybe it's the adrenaline from all the running or the feeling of the night air, but a courage surges through you as you snake your hand around the back of his head and pull him towards you, pressing his warm lips to yours.

You pull away shortly after, feeling breathless again. A blush dusts Yedam's cheeks as he stares at you with wide eyes.

Your own stomach is full of butterflies, but you ignore it and walk forward.

"Are you not coming?" you yell to the boy behind you. He laughs and chases after you.

[a/n]: i just want to say that i do not condone getting back together with a toxic ex so soon... i was just really excited while writing and sped up the plot >.< but don't ever get back with someone who has hurt you unless you are 100% sure! please take care of yourself!!

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