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10 things i hate about you

includes: oikawa tooru x reader, seijoh boys in some parts

— fluff, angst?, this was inspired by that one episode of "our beloved summer" lol, im gonna make u kind of like yeonsu which is the character from the drama and use a few scenes from it as well 🤝

— don't mind the random dates, i just had to put them for a certain part later on in the story. there might be some mistakes here and there, im sorry in advance.

— gender neutral pronouns, 6k+words

hq masterlist. gen masterlist. navi.

iwaizumi sighed for the umpteenth time as oikawa spiked yet another ball to the poor wall, which had to receive all the hits mixed with oikawa’s curses.

"hey" iwaizumi scoffed as he hit the brunette's head with his fist.

"agh" oikawa groaned as he dropped the volleyball he was holding and pushed iwaizumi's hand away.

"the hell's wrong with you?" iwaizumi snarled at him. "youre acting like you've lost your mind just cus you saw y/n again"

oikawa groaned in exasperation and annoyingly waved his hands around. "don't even say that name okay?" he said, making iwaizumi roll his eyes

"stop being immature. you're not in highschool anymore." iwaizumi said as he patted the boy's back

"immature.." oikawa muttered with a huff "y/n always said i was immature. god i don't even wanna think about them" he clicked his tongue

iwaizumi watched silently as his friend continues to mutter under his breath, stomping his feet unreasonably loud as he harshly throws his things into his bag.

"well, they were right." iwaizumi said, making oikawa snap his head towards his best friend with a comical look of betrayal.

"you're a grown man, huffing and sulking like a child because you saw your ex again." iwaizumi spoke with a sharp glare. "y/n's working with your team's sponsor so you either have to deal with it or get lost"

oikawa huffed at his friend's awfully blunt but unfortunately truthful words. "whatever. you're just like them, iwa." he rolled his eyes

"plus, aren't you my best friend?! you're supposed to side with me not y/n!" he said the name with such distaste

though it wasn't too hard for iwaizumi to notice his eyes softening into something more solemn despite his act.

"im not siding with anyone." iwaizumi said. "but seriously, it's been 5 years since you broke up. i know it affected you but you're doing much better now, right?"

"jeez, back in highschool, you two used to be all over each other that it honestly made me sick" iwaizumi chuckled

"you used to ramble to me how much you love them like the maniac you are. so the way you're acting now is a bit..." iwaizumi trailed off

oikawa frowned. "psh, who said i loved them? i don't love them.. i hate y/n.." he said, his voice growing smaller and smaller

"i hate y/n l/n so much" oikawa exclaimed with a puffed chest, but the waver in his voice completely gave him away

"in fact, i'll give you 10 reasons why. right now."

iwaizumi rolled his eyes "i'd rather not hear it" oikawa simply ignored him and closed his eyes, reminiscing on the past years he'd spent with them.

"okay! gosh, where do i even start.."

"reason #1 : y/n l/n is selfish."

iwaizumi didn't even bat an eye at this. "yeah, i guess they had their moments" he said with a shrug

"not just moments, iwa!" oikawa exclaimed. "they were like that all the time! jeez at that rate, i think they may have been born with it!"

oikawa chuckles sourly "do you remember that one time in highschool? gosh i can't forget it even if i wanted to"

03-05-XX - 7 Days Before Exams

you break away from your conversation with oikawa, looking back to meet eyes with one of your classmates sheepishly smiling at you.

"y/n-san?"

"what?" you responded, sounding a bit indifferent as you could practically hear the favor about to spill from her lips before she could even say it.

"well...you know those notes we needed for the test next week?" she asked as she pointed at the notebook on your desk, which ad the said notes in the open for her to see. "can you lend this to me? please! me and my friends will just take a picture and you can have it back!" she pleaded

you look at her and pick up the notebook, making the girl smile in triumph, holding her hand out expecting to receive it.

though what she didn't expect was for you to rip the page, crumpling it, and tearing it to small and unsalvageable pieces.

"there." you said. "you can take a picture of it if you want. though im sure there's no use for that anymore."

"if you wanna pass the test, then study and do your work like everyone else"

the girl scoffed at you, giving you a dirty glare before stomping away, muttering under her breath loud enough for you to hear, "gosh, i knew they were stuck up but i didn't know they were just a plain bitch. i have no idea why oikawa-kun hangs out with them"

you paid no mind as you gathered the torn up paper and place it in between you notebook pages.

"hmm" oikawa hummed, leaning on his desk as he stares at you with narrowed eyes. "what?" you asked, looking him in the eye as you cross your arms. "spit it out, stop being annoying" you mutter

"why did you do that?" oikawa asked with furrowed brows "she just wanted to see your notes"

"she wouldn't have to see mine if she had written her own, oikawa-san" you replied blandly as you pull out a book to read

oikawa huffs "well... you're right" he shrugged

"but don't go doing that again, kay?" he playfully scolds you, "what would they say when they find out that the oikawa tooru is dating someone that doesn't even share their notes?!" he shrieked in horror

"hm, then i guess you can date someone else that does" you said, briefly glancing at him as you flip a page in your book

immediately, his act fails, and he's linking your arms together and giggling cutely while he whines. "im joking!" he exclaimed. "but then.. if im the one who needs your notes, would you let me borrow them?" he asked

"cus i actually need them" he admitted with a cutesy grin "i didn't take any notes so.."

"no. you won't get any special treatment from me" you immediately turned him down

"geez" oikawa pouts. "you're quite selfish, aren't you?" he sighs

"that's why they never get along with anyone" oikawa tsks as he shakes his head. "i mean, who would want to be friends with someone with an attitude like that?!"

iwaizumi hums, "i mean, you dated them didn't you?"

oikawa paused, fumbling over his words as he tries to stay cool. "well, that's.. different.."

"they never got along with anyone, and they never ate with anyone before we dated and before they met the team, everyone would stray away from them.. " he listed out

"and its all because of one thing!" oikawa exclaimed. "it's the next reason on my list"

iwaizumi sighed in annoyance "are you really gonna list 10 things down? you're such a loser"

—

"reason #2: they have absolutely no social skills!"

oikawa laughed "gosh, compared to me, our social levels are just in such different heights" he sneered

"uhuh" iwaizumi muttered dryly, he was honestly considering just blocking his friend's voice out

"yeah! remember that one time after we won a match?"

06-14-XX - Match Celebration Night

"oikawa-san, i told you" you sighed "you can just celebrate with your team tonight, and i'll treat you to something else tomorrow" you offered

"y/n-chan~~ please just come with me!" oikawa pleaded, he almost considered getting on his knees but he was feeling way too proud after just winning a match to do that

oikawa frowned, feeling a bit hurt that you had no interest in celebrating his win despite knowing how hard he's worked for it. "why won't you come with me, y/n?" he asked with a disheartened tone in his voice

"it's just.." you mumble "it's not like im close with your teammates anyways. if i go with you, i'll be out of place. so just go without me, okay?" you said

you sighed as his frown didn't seem to fade away no matter what convincing you'd do.

"im really proud of you" you said, taking his hands in yours as you graze your thumbs over his slightly calloused skin.

"really? i couldn't tell" oikawa mutters

"i'll make it up to you" you promised. though he seemed a it unconvinced, he nodded anyways.

"okay." he muttered

although iwaizumi had thought of blocking him out, he couldn't help but be intrigued by oikawa’s stories "they were a bit unapproachable at first, i'd agree" iwaizumi nods.

"right?" oikawa scoffs. "and, that not the only thing i hate!"

iwaizumi sighs "oh, who would have thought?"

—

"reason #3: they try to win at everything. they have a useless competitive spirit."

oikawa clicks his tongue. "that trait of theirs was such a drag"

iwaizumi raised a brow at him. "aren't you practically the same?" he asked

oikawa scoffs in disbelief "no way! my competitive spirit comes in handy when im playing a match!" he defended

"but y/n..." he chuckled as he remembered a certain memory "they use it in stupid things."

08-23-XX - Anniversary Date

"oh, i'll finish that for you if you want" he said, gesturing to your beer as he gulps down his in one go

you raise a brow at this "why?" you asked "you think i can't finish it?"

oikawa blinks at you "well.. you've already had a few, so i'll finish it for you incase you might have drank too much"

you pout at him "i can finish it though. i have a pretty good tolerance, you know? plus we're celebrating aren't we? we've been together for 2 years, so i'll drink about 2 more of this"

oikawa groaned "but babe-"

"nope" you cut him off "plus i bet i can drink more than you" you teased him

"this is our anniversary date, not a drinking contest" oikawa chuckled

"it could be if we want" you shrugged

"i really don't want a drinking contest though" oikawa says, biting back a smug grin as he peers at you "you might go crying if you lose" he teases you

you blink at his words and scoff. "we'll see about that" you said

"wait, i was just joking—"

oikawa shakes his head, chuckling lowly as he does so. "maybe that's why people hated them back then as well." he said

" 'as well' ? so you hated y/n even back then? is that what you're saying" iwaizumi side eyes him

oikawa scoffs with a smirk "ofcourse!"

"i think you're lying" iwaizumi says.

"im not! iwa-chan, stop making dumb assumptions. i still have more to list down"

—

"reason #4: they pick fights with everyone!"

"and reason #5: they're stubborn."

oikawa huffed at this, "gosh it's not like they can fight anyways" he said, waving his hands around for emphasis

"they're all talk! always getting hotheaded when they get into the smallest banter with someone"

oikawa scoffs "i mean, can't they see that they could get hurt from that?!" he exclaimed in distress

"then who'll have to take care of them? me!"

iwaizumi stayed quiet, his eyes followed oikawa, who was pacing around while muttering under his breath, way too distracted to follow up his reason with a story to reminisce on.

"just what would i do if they get into something even i couldn't handle? i mean obviously, i'd call you, iwa-chan, to punch whoever they are for me but you'd probably think im messing with you before you'd even believe i actually needed your help—"

iwaizumi cleared his throat, raising a row at oikawa, who was frozen in spot, looking a bit embarrassed.

"i-i mean.. sorry" oikawa sheepishly walked back to his seat beside iwaizumi. "was i rambling?"

it didn't take long for him to get over it though, "anyways, where was i?" he clicked his tongue.

"ah, the next reason"

—

"reason #6: they're self centered and likes to do anything they want!"

"there's many events to back this up, but this one time.. this one time!" oikawa gritted his teeth, an irked expression etching itself on his face

"gosh, i won't forget it. they were so confusing and inconsiderate." he said "and so unbelievably pushy."

09-12-XX - Break Up Trip

"stand there and smile" you said as you drag him infront of a nice scenery, holding up a camera as you gesture for him to stop frowning

"wait-" oikawa stammered out

"im taking it." you said as you clicked the camera, a subtle flash soon erupting from it. "don't blame me if you don't like it"

"is this really our last trip together?" oikawa asked, hurt and confused as you drag him away once again.

"what are you doing, hurry up we have to take more pictures" you said "then after that, we have to get some food, and take the train back."

oikawa blinked dumbfoundedly. "wait.." he called out, letting you drag him by his arm towards a smoothie stand

"is this really our last trip before you break up with me?" he asked once again

"here, we'll share a straw." you said, completely ignoring him as you placed the smoothie on the table. "we'll drink this, then eat something else. then maybe we can walk around before going to the station." you said with a hum, nodding to yourself as you go over your plans.

"y/n, are you really breaking up with me?" oikawa asked for the nth time that day. he was way too stunned and confused to even think of anything else or process the whole 'trip' you two abruptly went on.

"ah, the sun set way too fast" you pouted. "i guess we have to go to the station now"

oikawa jumped in distraught "then you'll break up with me?!" he exclaimed with dread

"oikawa-san." you stopped to face him, making feel atleast a little bit hopeful that you'd reassure him he's wrong.

"for an athlete, you sure are slow." you deadpanned. "walk faster please."

"so... are you breaking up with me?"

iwaizumi let out a hum of realization "ah, is that why you two suddenly disappeared that time?" he said

"yeah! they showed up unannounced after our argument and took me to a very solemn and infuriating trip, if you can even call it that!" oikawa whined

"but that's not all..you know what else i hate?"

iwaizumi closed his eyes and leaned back. at this point, he had already accepted having to listen to oikawa’s crazy stories. "jeez, how many are left?" he asked

—

"reason #7: they have no sense of romance."

oikawa's chest heaved as a frown was etched onto his face again. "i wondered how a person could lack so much romance in their life."

"i mean, haven't they atleast watched any dramas or read books other than textbook before?" he whined

"i remember that day exactly... oh how could i forget?"

04-01-XX - Cherry Blossom Festival

"aw, y/n-chan! cmon~" oikawa whined, clinging onto your waist while you simply shelve the books in peace

"it's the last day to see the cherry blossoms! it'll rain tomorrow, you know? and i didn't even come to see them once cus i wanted to only do it with you!" he exclaimed

you look back to see him pouting and batting his eyelashes at you, waiting patiently for your sweet yes.

"im working" he sighed dejectedly as he watched you pick up another stack of books to put in the shelves

"plus why would you wanna go anyways?" you asked "they're just useless flowers with bunched up petals that have no scent"

oikawa mockingly mimicked you "they're just a bunch of flowers with no scent!" he scoffed. "they're pretty flowers that your dear boyfriend wants to see!" he said

you turn to him, smiling as you giving him a light pat on his cheek "we can go next year" you said before walking away

oikawa huffed, watching your retreating figure with a glare. he punched the books in annoyance, but fixed them anyways as he heard you scold him from afar.

"you said that last year.." he muttered

iwaizumi chuckled as oikawa had a nasty expression upon reminiscing on the memory. "you could've asked me to go with you" he said

oikawa turned to him. "yeah, then you would've told me to get lost" he said

oikawa sighed, "how many do i have left?" he asked himself

—

"reason #8: they always have things to do and they only think about their self ."

10-14-XX - Regional Matches

the boys looked at each other, silently asking why their captain was muttering lowly to himself at the corner, seeming to be in such a bad mood despite having half the stadium cheering his and his team's name.

oikawa clicked his tongue in distaste, his glaring eyes were boring through his phone, straight at your caller id as he waits for you to pick up.

it was sixth call in the last thirty minutes, and you haven't answered even once.

"hey" iwaizumi nudged him. "you look like you're about to kill someone" he said

"hey, we're about to start so keep your head in the game, capt!" matsukawa chimed in as he gave oikawa a hard slap on his back

oikawa winced and put his phone away with a frown. "whatever." he said. "my head is in the game by the way"

"doesn't seem like it" iwaizumi said as he handed the brunette a water bottle. "ah, it's y/n-san isn't it?" hanamaki chimes with a smirk

"are you pissed cus they're not here to cheer you on?" he asked, making oikawa scoff. "ah, so you are" matsukawa chuckled

"dude, there's girls and boys here that are screaming their lungs out for you, don't get too hung up on y/n" matsukawa said

"maybe y/n-san is busy studying or working, as always. i mean they made it a pretty usual thing already. i thought you'd be used to them not attending most of your matches" hanamaki said

iwaizumi hit the both of them "shut up, will you?" he said

oikawa glared at them, throwing his bottle at the two, making them yelp. "don't talk about y/n-chan like that!" he scolded them

"sorry sorry~" the two chimed with a smile

oikawa frowned, "you don't know anything..."

oikawa dragged out a sigh, making iwaizumi eye him curiously. "what is it?" iwaizumi asked.

"if this is hard for you, then you don't really have to talk about it" he said to the brunette. "not like i asked you to, anyway" he added

oikawa meekly shook his head "no, im fine"

—

"reason #9: another thing i hate.."

oikawa trailed off, he was looking far away. iwaizumi wasn't sure where, to him, his friend just looked like his mind had completely wandered off.

oikawa scoffed to himself, a sad smile ghosting his lips as he muttered the following words,

"..is that only know a side of y/n which nobody else knows, and i can't help but fall in love"

03-06-XX - 6 Days Before Exams

"here." oikawa jumped at the sudden sound of your voice. he blinked dumbfoundedly as you stood before him, holding a piece of paper with tape plastered in almost every inch of it.

"um, what is it?" he asked as he took it from you. suddenly, he chuckled, smirking smugly as he pulled you down to sit with him.

"aw, y/n-chan! don't tell me it's a love letter! —"

you cut him off by snatching it and turning to walk away. "wait wait wait-" oikawa grinned as he pulled you back down to the seat "im just messing with you" he said

you rolled your eyes, smiling as you hit his shoulder. "youre so childish" you laughed

"this is the notes for the test" you said. oikawa looked at you in surprise and confusion "but i thought you got rid of it?"

"well, you said you needed it so.." you trailed off, averting your eyes out of embarrassment

"i tried to tape it back together last night but it might be too crumpled to be read, so i'll help you if you need me to"

you glance at him after not getting a response, fully expecting him to tease you. but instead, you saw him staring at you with a soft look in his eyes. he was smiling brightly, his cheeks blushing in a soft pink color.

"stop smiling like that, you look dumb" you mutter

oikawa grinned even more, watching you with a fond look as you pulled out your books, settling to study with him.

"i knew you couldn't resist me~" he cooed teasingly, inching closer to you to press a kiss on your cheek

you scoffed "no, i was just worried you'd cry if you fail. you're always like that"

oikawa hummed, not minding your harsh words as he pecked your cheek again. "that's the same thing~" he cooed

"don't worry y/n-chan, i know you love me. you don't have to say it"

"you're delusional"

"how mean!"

—

06-15-XX - The Day After The Match Celebration

"oh! what's this?"

the boys huddled around a bench, aweing at the cake decorated with their team colors with a message written in the middle

"congratulations, seijoh" kindaichi read. "is it from coach?" he asked

"ooh!! there's drinks too!" matsukawa exclaimed "soda? nice" he said as he popped a can open and immediately drank from it

"senpai, it might be poisoned" kindaichi warned him. "if it is, then just let him be" hanamaki sneered

"what's happening?" oikawa asked as he entered the gym with iwaizumi. "hey, just cus we won doesn't mean you can slack off as much as you want" iwaizumi said as he picked up a ball to throw at hanamaki and matsukawa

"hey, it's not our fault someone left a cake for us! it just means we gotta celebrate more"

"it's probably from shittykawa's fangirls-" iwaizumi paused upon reading the name on the folded note by the cake "ah nevermind, it's from y/n" he said

oikawa perked up from the sound of your name. "y/n?" he asked

"yeah, the note says 'congrats. from, y/n'...yeah, thats all it says" matsukawa chuckled. "y/n-san sure is reserved, aren't they?" he mused

"anyways, tell y/n-san we said thank you" iwaizumi said as he took a slice of cake "tell them to come see us next time, as well"

the boys cheered in agreement, and the thought of his team wanting to hang out you almost made oikawa smile like a lovesick idiot, but obviously he couldn't do that or he'll never hear the end of it.

"hey, start practice without me. i'll come by later" oikawa said before running out the gym

he tried to rack his brain on where he could possibly find you, but it seems he didn't need to think to much as he spotted you seated on a bench under the shade

"y/n-chan!" oikawa called out as he ran towards you. "y/n-" he cut himself off as you wordlessly place a bag in his hands

"a gift?" he mused as he sat next to you, chuckling as he catches you discreetly taking glances to see his reaction to the gift

"oooh~ knee pads! how'd you know i needed them?" oikawa grinned as he pressed a kiss on your temple. "thank you, baby"

you smile shyly at the nickname "your old ones were a bit worn out.." you said. "but, i kind of messed up and somehow got mismatched ones" you said with a frown

oikawa just then took a clearer look at the gift. he hadn't even noticed that it was in black and white because of how happy he was to receive a gift from you.

"i guess i shouldn't have ordered online" you said with a look of distaste.

oikawa laughed, a light blush on his cheeks as he slung his arm around you. "don't worry about it!" he said

"shouldn't i exchange it? tell me honestly, i wouldn't even be offended!" you exclaimed. oikawa simply shook his head and slipped them on before you could take them back

"so, you gave my team a cake, huh?" he teasingly nudged you. "well.." you stammered in embarrassment

"you seemed upset that i didn't celebrate with them.. just take this as me celebrating with your team, kay?" you said

oikawa pouted "just with them?" he whined "what about me?"

you smiled at him before placing your hands over his eyes. "i didn't forget about you, of course" you said

you stare at him, admiring his beautiful features and the smile on his lips. "what? is there something on my face?" oikawa asked with furrowed brows

you lean closer to kiss him, pressing your lips on his as your hand reaches for his. he smiles as you pull away, tightening his hold on your hand.

"congratulations" you mumble "did i make it up to you?"

"mhm" oikawa hummed, his smile growing bigger and bigger by the second

"that's good." you sigh "now get back to the gym and practice. your teammates must've eaten the cake by now, i hope you atleast took a bite" you said

"oh, i didn't get to eat but that's fine" oikawa shrugged

"really? i made that though. too bad"

he froze at the new found information. "huh? you-you made it yourself?" he asked with a lifeless smile

"uh yeah?"

"i gotta go i love you thanks for your gift you're so cute for making that cake yourself see you later mwuah mwuah love you bye!"

it was amazing how much he could say in one breath, but you blink in confusion as he ran towards the gym, shouting at his teammates to 'leave him a slice or else he'll leave team and cry'.

oikawa didn't get to eat the cake that day.

—

08-23-XX - Anniversary Date

"stop swaying" you whine as you struggle to keep him standing on his feet. his arm was slung over your shoulder while the rest of his body weight is dragging you down, making you stumble around

"y/n-chan!! i love you~" oikawa drunkenly giggled as he leaned forward, puckering his lips for a kiss

this however, didn't go as planned, seeing as you two fell on the ground with a thud. thankfully the impact wasn't too bad

"geez" you sighed as oikawa continues to nuzzle into you as if you two weren't laying on the street like a couple of maniacs

you look down at him, smiling as you catch sight of his flushed face. "i love you too" you whispered

"you love me?!" oikawa excitedly exclaimed "wah! i only hear that from you like thrice every two months" he babbled through a series of hiccups

you roll your eyes at him, a smile of amusement grazing your lips as you caress his cheeks.

"you know what else?" you cooed, gently combing his hair out of his eyes

"hm?" he hummed groggily

"i totally won that drinking contest" you giggled as he whined "i let you win!" he says

"mhm, sure you did" you played along. you pulled him up to his feet, having to carry him on your back while he drunkenly rambles away

"let's go home, tooru. i'll take care of you"

—

11-06-XX

oikawa sighs as he caught sight of you standing infront a group of guys, a different team who had just played and lost against them.

"what are they doing now?" oikawa shakes his head as he quickly runs towards you, trying to pull you away before anything gets worse

"what's happening here?" he cooed in a 'friendly' tone, despite sending a glare at the boys before you

"ah so it's true, they really are dating you" one of the boys said, gesturing to oikawa. "hey oikawa-san, tell your s/o to behave. they're crazy" the boys snickered

oikawa glared at them, staring them down as he tries to bite back the curses itching to leave his mouth.

"who do you think you are?!" you snarl at them, much to their surprise "don't go around badmouthing oikawa and his team if you can't even win a match against them"

oikawa blinked dumbfoundedly, we're you really fighting because of him and his teammates? he felt a bit touched but still concerned, given that its only the two of you against a whole team of guys.

"learn to match your confidence with the skills you have. and given the results of the match just now, you don't have much skill in you anyway" you sneered

oikawa bites back a laugh at the sight of their dumbfounded and offended expression.

"okay, let's go y/n" he whispers to you with a chuckle. you glance at him and nod, taking his outstretched hand.

"don't talk like that about tooru again" you said to them "if you do, i'll have have to show you how crazy i get"

as you two walk away, oikawa looks back to send them a cheeky grin, matching it with a peace sign. "you heard them! it was a good game, see you around~" he cooed tauntingly

when you two get far enough, oikawa lightly punches your shoulder. "don't do that again, okay?" he says

you huff "i couldn't help it" you said. oikawa smiles as he ruffles your hair "but thank you anyway. you got in a fight cus of us, or me" he cooed

"i'll always defend you, tooru"

—

04-01-XX - Cherry Blossom Festival

oikawa had a grim look on his face as he watched you approach him. he'd been sitting outside a convenience store near your house for atleast an hour now, waiting for you to get home.

"how long have you been sitting there?" you asked with an amused smile as you simply stares back at you

"why are you smiling?" he sulked "was working and missing a cherry blossom date with your boyfriend that fun?"

you chuckle at the adorable pout he had, glaring at you as he crossed his arms to emphasize that he was upset.

"why are you so upset about missing one cherry blossom festival, hm?" you mused

oikawa scoffed "it's not just one.." he muttered. "were you really counting? you're so petty" you laughed

"did you just call me petty?" he scowled at you, sulking even more.

you smile fondly at him, fiddling with the hidden petals in your pocket before throwing them up in the air, letting them fall upon the two of you.

"we saw the cherry blossoms" you said

oikawa couldn't respond. he was too busy staring up at you with sparkling eyes. you looked so beautiful like that, having the pink petals fall all around you. it was magical, or atleast to him.

"next time we can see them fall from the trees, but you'll have to make do with that for now" you said

oikawa chuckled breathlessly "i think i prefer seeing them like this"

—

10-14-XX - Regional Matches

you pant heavily as you make a sharp turn along the halls, almost tumbling as you try to arrive before the match ends

"agh, why is this stadium so huge? where are they playing?" you groan, pulling out your phone and getting even more frustrated as you see the number of calls and texts your boyfriend had left you in the past hour

you abruptly stop as you catch sight of their white and teal uniforms on the court. you quickly rush inside, panting and trying to catch your breath after all the running.

just then coach nobuteru called you over, urging you to sit by him. "y/n-san did you just arrive?" he asked

"yes sir, im sorry" you bowed to him "i clocked out of work as soon as i can but i think i was still late anyways"

"it's fine, don't worry about it. it's only the first game" he chuckled as he patted your shoulder reassuringly. "oikawa-san had been in a bad mood since the start, so im gonna need you to cheer for him. we're gonna need him to focus if we wanna win" he said

you smile sheepishly as your eyes fall on him, he had such a deep scowl on his face. he looks so on edge as the rest of the team eyes him nervously.

"um.. how do i.." you mutter. coach nobuteru laughed "just scream, cheer, call out to him. any thing, really" he said

you nod, clearing your throat. "tooru!" you shouted, your face heating up in embarrassment as his head whipped towards your direction, followed by his teammates who simultaneously sighed in relief.

"this is so embarrassing" you mutter as you try to hide behind coach nobuteru, only for him to laugh and wave his hand to the boys, urging them to get back to the game.

oikawa locked eyes with you for a moment longer, failing to bite back a smile as you mouth a 'good luck' to him with a bright grin.

after the match, oikawa rushed to you, smiling brightly as you wipe away his sweat, mindlessly rambling about the game and even nagging him about the times he missed a hit.

"you came" he said with a happy hum "y/n-chan, im starting to think you enjoy playing hard to get" he teased

"hey!" you hit his chest "don't tease me! i messed up cus your schedule doesn't match with mine"

he chuckled "mhm" he pressed a kiss to your cheek. "stop that, you're all sweaty" you say as you push him away, trying to keep a straight face but oikawa could clearly see the corners of your lips twitching into a smile.

"thanks to you, we won!" oikawa cheered. "i didn't even play" you said in confusion. "you're my lucky charm! you didn't need to play, you just had to be here with me" he said

"so always be by my side, okay?" he nudged you

"of course, tooru"

—

09-12-XX - Break Up Trip

the spontaneous trip had come to its end as you both reach the station, and oikawa was still hung up and on edge about the possible break up conspiracy he had somehow thought of. “y/n-chan, is this really how we end?” he asked

“hm, i shouldve taken more photos” you said, ignoring him once again as you looked through the photos youve taken throughout the day. “hey, stop ignoring me” oikawa whined

you sighed, finally acknowledging his whining with an unamused look on your face. “oikawa tooru, are you an idiot or what?” you said.

oikawa looked at you in surprise “...is..is that a yes? are you actually leaving me?” he asked warily

you rolled your eyes, flicking him in the forehead as he winced. “you idiot.” you hit him lightly “why would we break up?” you asked, frowning at the thought

oikawa gulped, ”well, its just... this trip felt really ‘heavy’, if that makes sense.” he said. “it feels ‘heavy’ to be with me?” you asked with a frown. of course, he was quick to reassure you.

“no thats not it! its just, we argued pretty badly before this so i thought you were just letting me enjoy before leaving for good” he explained. “ never know exactly what goes on in your head so it made me assume the worst.”

“so are we okay?” he asked

“you idiot” you huff as you take his face in your hands. “of course we’re okay.”

“why would we break up, tooru? thats not gonna happen.” you said. you smiled at him, gently caressing his cheeks as he leans on your hands with a sigh of content.

“if it gets to that point, all you have to do is come to me. dont let me go. after all, i already told you right?” you said to him.

“i’ll always be by your side, tooru.”

—

"reason #10: they throw me away so easily, while it's so hard for me to even let go."

iwaizumi gulped at the sudden confession. he didn't know what to say or do, understandably so.

oikawa looked down at the ring on his finger, a heavy feeling filling his chest as he fiddles with the silver band.

"i hate y/n l/n so much."

iwaizumi sighs, seeing oikawa’s eyes filled with such sadness despite his straight face.

"that's enough. go home" iwaizumi said as he grabbed oikawa's bag and threw it at him. "stop thinking about them. just go home and get some sleep"

oikawa sighed with a nod. "okay" he said with a meek wave of goodbye

"hey" iwaizumi called out just before he could leave the gym. "need me to drive you?" he asked, only for oikawa to refuse

"no, i'll walk" he said. "see you, iwa-chan"

oikawa left with his head hung low and his lips quivering. "oikawa tooru, you're such an idiot" he whispered to himself

he sighed again, dragging his fingers through his hair in distress as he tries to clear his head.

he decided to stop by a vending machine, getting himself a cold drink and gulping it at once. he mindlessly threw the can away and looked up at the sky. it had turned dark already, and the sky was littered with stars.

he couldn't help but feel grim as he came to a realization. he scoffed at himself, a bittersweet smile grazing his lips as he whispered to the night sky,

"i love y/n l/n so much"

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simptasia · 3 years

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Could you please insult Jack?

insult jack? jack shephard? well, gosh, i guess i could try but im sorry if i don't have much to say... [smiles deviously]

why are you so big large you're freaking me out [squishes him into a tiny box and hands it to kate] for safe keeping

the way he expresses himself is like he's a sim testing out animations. he looks like feels every emotion before saying anything. he genuinely comes across like his actor is on coke

fuck your buzz cut and fuck your chest hair, i believe in long(er) hair + shaved chest jack supremacy

perfectly fine with using a spoon that kate sucked on right in front of him. you sick fuck, you liked that didn't ya?

the scene with richard and the dynamite is genuinely terrifying. you're scaring richard! stop that!

that bit where he blows up a bunch of trees to make a point that they have the ability to blow stuff up now but like. bitch you just wasted a bunch of the explosives. limited supplies, fuckhead

jack's main tattoos are a bunch of stupid looking nonsense and i'd forgive that if there wasn't a fucking EPISODE DEDICATED TO THEM. charlotte didn't get a centric episode but jACK'S TATTOOS-!!! [starts foaming at the mouth]

the poor reception of that episode was so bad that it's the reason the abc were like "okay you're only getting 6 seasons". like thats a good thing and a bad thing, it's a mixed bag but thats not my point. my point is a jack episode was SO BAD that the abc was like "okay fuck this, we're cutting you off, here's your deadline" BRUTAL

season 5 jack and large chunks of season 4 jack can go straight in the fucking bin. that there be the Cunt Jack Zone, my friends

sometimes jack looks directly at the camera and i feel pain

his voice is very high and whiny which makes the parts where he's insufferable even worse

none of us can look at angel hair pasta the same way

he has the aura of a grown adult who enjoys a glass of plain milk

your beard is bad and you should feel bad

"if i was checking you out, you'd know it" he says leaning confidently against a tree. what the fuck does that even MEAN. how is that a flex!!! also you were??? you were dopey zoned out staring at kate's ass (fair) and she clearly liked that, why are you disputing it?? im not saying they should started fucking against that tree, but holy fuck jack doesn't get flirting

basically jack has the social skills of a turnip. there are just. too many examples to list. everything. all of it. six seasons

Jack Shephard Bullies A Depressed Disabled Man For Six Seasons Cringe Complication

yeah dan tried to set off a hydro bomb to bring back his love interest, i've made fun of that, but at least thats like noble. jack's reason is so fucking immature: set off hydroden bomb because my girlfriend broke up with me and it hurts too much so i'd rather erase our entire relationship than feel heart hurty. like dan is being grossly irresponsible to save somebody's life, jack is being grossly irresponsible because WAAAAAHHHHHH

theres CPR and then theres beating people back to life

holds a pathological fury against the mere concept of belief, as if doctors don't see miraculous things on a regular basis

i'm sorry but his ears are weirdly small for his head

he's not cool and at no point will he ever be cool

yelled in hurley's face, scaring him. and some crimes can never be forgiven [cocks shotgun]

look, theres nothing in canon that suggests this but nothing that disputes it either: i just don't think he's good at Fuck

record for shortest term as Island Protector at less than a day! [presents him with a tiny trophy made out of tin foil]

honestly do i really even need to insult jack when there's a scene where he's sobbing into his steering wheel while led zeppelin plays. just picture that. i can't make him more pathetic than that moment

i could continue. and i will in small chunks, as i always have. but this feels,, [short of breath] this feels like enough

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sup-hoes-its-me · 4 years

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A Hero III (Shinsou x Reader)

A/N: okay, so this is definitely the last part. I had so much fun writing this tbh, i really hope you guys enjoy it. I love love love writing jealousy. This chapter is all fluff, so sweet it’ll give you cavities. God, the thought of seeing shinsou smile and be happy, wow. im in love with him. Have fun reading and comment if you want more shinsou in the future

word count: 5200

Part One/Part Two/Part Three

“Shinsou, what do you think of this?” she held up a dress on the hanger. The price wasn’t nearly as bad as the other things in here, and it wasn’t in an ugly color. It was purple, of course. She loved purple ever since she met her friend. Her notebooks were purple and so was her new bedspread. It was nice to curl up in a cave of violet each night, almost like a night-long hug from him.

Gosh, she felt herself becoming flustered just thinking about it. You’re friends, Y/N. just because someone is nice to you does not mean they want to go out with you, seriously. She kept telling herself over and over in her head to focus on the task at hand.

They were shopping, specifically for her uncle’s wedding. She had literally nothing that looked mildly appropriate, her closet just stuff to the brim with uniforms and jeans and sweaters, nothing fancy. Two days before the actual ceremony, her mother woke her up early on a Sunday. “Go out and get yourself something nice to wear. I seriously cannot believe both of my children dress like complete slobs everyday.” Y/N heard her hothead mother say in her head once more. Did she really dress like a slob? She didn’t think so. Her clothes weren’t in fashion but also weren’t ugly.

Shinsou peered up from his phone where he sat on the bench. He didn’t necessarily plan on going out to the mall that day, he was actually going to sleep for most of it. He was quite surprised when he woke up at 10a.m. to his phone ringing and vibrating on the bedside table. Without putting in much thought, he suddenly found himself dressed and walking down the road to her house.

“It looks fine.”

“Just fine? If it’s ugly, you have to tell me because mom will make me return it and get something else,” she complained.

“In that case, probably not. It’s kinda plain, don’t you think?” he commented. He stood from the bench. “Although, I do appreciate you only looking at purple dresses, let’s try something else.” He hummed to himself, as he walked past her. He didn’t really have an eye for women’s clothes, not at all. He just looked at them and tried to imagine Y/N wearing it. How the colors would look against her skin, and how it would flatter her shape. He tried not to think about her body too much, it would fluster him and he wouldn’t be able to look her in the eyes, he was sure of it.

“Let’s try red.”

“Red? Like blood?” she asked. He turned to look at her with a raised brow before he remembered she spent her days surrounded by her own blood, as that’s what he quirk entailed. Of course she would associate the color with it. Scrap that idea.

“Okay then, let’s try blue.” She nodded, agreeing with him. She never wore too much color, but that one wasn’t too bad. “Your budget is what? 100 dollars, right?” he asked as his eyes skimmed the racks in the area. Now that he looked at it, dresses really didn’t look that great when they just hung there.

She stepped up to walk at his side. “Yes. Do you see anything you like?”

“Not really. I have to see them on you to know if they’re good or not,” he told her. His eyes trailed down to a modest blue dress, okay for a party with family members. “Try this one. And then,” he scanned the room once more before walking over and grabbing another one. “Try this one. I’ll wait outside until you’re done.”

She took the dresses from his hands and pressed them to her chest. She would have never picked either of these dresses as they weren’t her style. She was self conscious in the first place, so she tended to avoid wearing anything that would draw attention to her. Just the thought of walking around in a nice dress, eyes turning to stare, it made her feel anxious.

Still, she was only with Shinsou. She didn’t have to worry about him seeing her. He wouldn’t judge or stare if she asked him not to. That’s the whole reason she brought him, because she wanted company and she trusted his opinion. If she looked bad, she was sure he would tell her to keep her from embarrassment.

In the dressing room, she slipped out of her casual clothes and threw the dress over her head, letting it fall down to rest against her body. The fabric was soft against her skin, and she felt herself running her fingers along the fabric, sighing at how delicate the material was. There wasn’t a design really, it was a pretty plain dress, but it fit perfectly. Usually clothes on fit right in one place and wrong in another, but this one wasn’t like that. She would have to see what it looked like with the zipper up.

“Hitoshi, can you come in?”

“What?”

“I need your help. My arms aren’t long enough to pull up the zipper,” she called to him again. Hesitantly, he stood from the little viewing bench and knocked on the door, which she had locked from the inside. She unlatched the little hook and cracked it open enough for him to slip in.

Admittedly, he felt weird, being in the dressing room with her; it felt so foreign to him. He kept his eyes trailed on the wall, not daring to look at her incase she was at all indecent. If Shinsou Hitoshi knew how to do anything, it was respecting women. “So what did you need?”

“Just do the zipper the rest of the way. I only got it halfway up,” she told him, and he looked down at her. She stood facing away from him, and indeed half the zipper was open. Carefully, with as much finesse as he could muster, he pulled up the zipper without touching much of her bare skin. He did rest a hand on her shoulder though to hold the dress in place.

You’re just friends. This shouldn’t even be a problem for you, he thought. But it was a problem. He felt flustered and a bit bothered, if he were being completely honest. He was so distracted he didn’t even hear what she was saying until she shook his arm.

“Yeah?”

“I said, how does this one look? It’s super comfortable, I have to say that.” First, she smoothed down the skirt and then she raised her arms slightly to her sides so he could see the whole thing.

He almost choked. She looked amazing. He loved seeing her in whatever clothes she wanted to wear. Uniform, big sweaters, jeans, pyjamas, it didn’t matter, she looked equally amazing in everything. It’s just something about seeing someone you care about so much in fancy clothes that leaves you shocked and mouth agape.

Subtly, he cleared his throat, and looked away from her. “Well, that’s settled. You’re gonna leave with that one.”

Y/N turned a bit in the mirror, checking herself and the dress out. It did look awfully nice on her, but she just couldn’t see herself wearing something so nice. She would probably think that about any dress she put on, and since Shinsou said he liked this one, it must be good. “Are you sure?”

He looked at her again, standing beside her so he could see her in the mirror as well. He ran a hand through his hair, and nodded. “Definitely. I don’t think you’ll find anything better than that one.”

“Really? What about this exact dress but in purple?” she laughed.

“Okay, maybe.”

He turned to leave, so she could get dressed but she stopped him. “Wait, you gotta unzip it too.”

Oh, for fuck’s sake.

He walked up to stand behind her, his hands shaking only a little. He was surprised he wasn’t about to pass out. He rest one hand on her shoulder once again and the other pulled down the zipper slowly. It probably would have made it a lot easier on him if he just did it swiftly and then evaded the room immediately. Once it was down though, he was extremely quick to leave the room, undoing the latch, and sliding out of the room.

“Are you okay, Hitoshi?” the girl asked, and from outside the room, he could hear her slipping the dress off and the cloth hitting the floor.

Jesus Christ.

After a minute, the door unlatched and she walked out, carrying both the dresses on her arm. “Just have to put this one back and then we can get out of here,” she said, walking through the racks to hang up the second dress which she never even got the chance to try on. He was glad for that, as he didn’t have to go through that process again. He almost felt out of breath.

Why was he so immature? They weren’t little kids. She was his friend, and helping her put on her dress wasn’t anything to get worked up over. She was acting like everything was fine and nothing intimate just happened at all. It left him feeling almost ashamed with himself for overreacting. Clearly, she thought it was a normal thing.

As she bought her stuff at the counter, he shuffled awkwardly to the side. “Y/N, you wanna get something to eat after this?” Food would make him feel better. Carbs can do magic in almost all situations.

“Yes. Did you have anything in mind?”

“No, I thought I’d let you pick.” For a moment, she paused to exchange money with the lady at the counter. She hung the bag with her dress inside on her arm and turned to walk out of the store with her friend, who had his hands now shoved deep in his jacket pockets.

“Fried chicken,” she asked hopefully, looking up to him.

“Sure. You find us a table while I go and get the food,” he told her, and she could only nod in agreement. It was fucking hard to find a table in these crowded malls. Slowly, her eyes scanned the room and the dozens of people gathered around the tables eating their meals of choice. Finally, out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted a table with only one chair and some trash sitting on it, but that was as good as they were gonna get. She walked over and picked up the leftover tray and tossed it in the trash a couple feet away.

“Excuse me, can I borrow one of these chairs?” she asked the table beside them with a couple extra chairs around, and they nodded, but their subtle glares told her she was bothering them. She cringed, but still dragged the chair over and took a seat. Her eyes wandered back over to Shinsou, who was waiting in line, but surprisingly, there was a girl standing right beside him. She was way too far away to hear what they were speaking about, but the girl seemed to be talking up a storm.

Maybe he knew her.

Damn, she sure is pretty, Y/N thought. Why did Shinsou know such a beautiful lady? He could talk to whoever he wanted, it wasn’t her place to say anything, she was just curious. Really, really, curious. So, she buried her nose in her phone to avoid those thoughts. Shinsou was free to talk to whoever he wanted.

It was fine, whatever.

Really.

Y/N couldn’t care less.

...

Okay, so (not) secretly, she cared a fuck ton.

After a while, she heard the chair across from her scratch against the floor and a tray be placed in the middle of the table. “Y/N, what are you looking at so angrily over there?” he asked, and she looked up from her phone, bewildered. Was she glaring at her own phone, where she was just looking at memes?

“Oh, uh, nothing. Thanks for the food. I could have paid my share.”

He raised a brow, clearly confused. She never turned down free food. Not once. Who does that? “Why? I offered anyway.”

“I know, but like...Well, I don’t know. I guess you’re right.” She took a bite of her food, but it didn’t taste very good. Instead, it just tasted bitter, like how she was feeling.

“Seriously, what’s up with you?”

“It’s nothing,” Y/N said calmly, adding, “I’m just curious who that girl was you were talking to.”

He thought for a moment before remembering. He’d completely forgotten that some lady tried talking to him. She was so insignificant that he just pushed it from his mind. He had better things to think about. He replied casually, “Oh, her? I don’t even know. She just came up to me and started talking to me.”

“About what?”

He shrugged. He didn’t really know what to say. He didn’t even think Y/N noticed her come up to him, nor did he think she would care. “Well, quite frankly, she was flirting with me, I think. She asked for my phone number and stuff…” Really, he didn’t think it was that big of a deal.

She felt her skin turn hot with anger, and even some embarrassment. Anyone could flirt with him, it didn’t matter to her how many girls he had on his phone. It wasn’t even her business. He could have a girlfriend and she couldn’t do shit about it. He was her friend, and she had to support him.

Only, that was easier said than done.

“Did you give her your number?”

“No, actually I told her to fuck off and leave me alone,” he answered, very bluntly at that. “Are you okay? You sound like you’re mad with me now.”

She shook her head, frustrated that she let her emotions show through so much. She was never good at that kind of thing, but she wished she could have avoided this entire conversation all together. “I’m fine. It doesn’t even matter, let's just eat.”

“Are you...Shit, are you jealous?” he asked. His lips turned up in a grin, seeing her face morph into one of a person who has been caught red handed. Deer in the headlights sort of expression. He found it funny. He didn’t really care if she was jealous, of what exactly, he didn’t know. He just thought it was so incredibly hilarious that she was.

“N-No!”

“You definitely are.”

“And so what if I am?” she huffed, shoving a couple french fries into her mouth angrily.

“Nothing really. I’m just surprised,” he teased, “Are you not getting enough attention, Y/N?”

“Shinsou, shut up! Now you’re just making fun of me!” she cried, covering her face with her hands.

He smiled, watching as he squirmed in her seat. She was so cute. He was having fun, just sitting here in this food court was actually a ton of fun for him, and for him any kind of fun was pretty rare. She kept putting french fries in her mouth to hide how she was pouting and how she couldn’t even look him in the eye. He noticed, and it only made his smile last longer.

Dammit, he loved her.

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Y/N sat at her desk, packing up her books and pens into her book bag. Class was over for the day, which meant she would go to the dorms and do her homework. A few days out of the week, Shinsou would go to train with his mentor, and today just happened to be that day.

“So, you have training today with Aizawa-sensei?” she asked.

He shook his head as he leant against her desk, waiting for her to be done. “Not today, he’s out sick.”

“Oh, good. You can help me with my homework then.” She stood up from her desk and slung her bag over her shoulder. “You’re so smart, I’m jealous. I wish it was that easy for me.”

“You’re smart, just in a different way, Y/N.”

“Oh, yeah? What way? I’m stupid at everything.”

“You’re really good at picking friends.”

She laughed, pushing on his shoulder. Of course he would say that. He was never confident, in fact, he kinda hated himself. Most high schoolers do. But it was easy to crack jokes like that, and she always enjoyed them. It made him feel better about himself at the same time. To affirm time and time again that he was a good friend, good for her at least. Other friends he’d had before just ditched him because they didn’t like him.

Just as she walked out the door into the hall, the purple haired boy following closely behind, another student from their class approached them, his hand tucked behind his back. She didn’t really know him all that much. His quirk was very insignificant, and he didn’t have much of a personality either.

Truly though, when she was in class, she didn’t see anyone but the professor and Shinsou. It was pretty simple.

“Bakugo-chan, can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Um, sure, Tanaka. Is there something you needed?”

His eyes slid over to the tall, brooding figure behind her, who just stared off into space pretty mindlessly. She noticed the boy looking, but didn’t think much of it. Shinsou was fine there.

“Go ahead,” she said, and he snapped out of his daze.

“You see, I’ve been watching you since the beginning of the school year. I think you are the most beautiful and kind person I’ve ever met,” he confessed, his words nearly slurring together as he spoke so fast. She blinked, not expecting a confession from the boy, or anyone for that matter. She swore they had only spoken maybe two times, maximum. Why would he like her?

Shinsou looked over now from the corner of his eye. He didn’t want to make the kid uncomfortable. He wasn’t a bad guy, just another student trying to become the best they could be. Yet, he really, really hated hearing someone else talk that way about her. He was almost sure only he thought those things about Y/N; how beautiful she was, kind, strong, smart, and perfect. Now it seemed other people did as well? The thought of other people...fantasizing about his sweet friend made him feel sick to his stomach.

Then, much to her displeasure, the boy pulled out a small bouquet of flowers that were obviously picked from outside in the courtyard as they were mostly a mix of weeds and leaves. He shoved them in her direction, urging her to take them. Reluctantly, the plants found their way into her hands. “I really hope you like the flowers. I tried to pick the colors that would compliment your eyes.”

Wow, okay.

“Thank you, Tanaka-kun. They sure are pretty,” she said. Desperately, she wanted to just run away and pretend this encounter never happened. She never thought this would happen to her of all people. A loser like her.

“If you aren’t dating anyone else, I would like to take you on a date this weekend. We can go anywhere you want,” he asked hopefully, his eyes full of anticipation and yearning. “Please, you won’t regret it. I’ll make you so happy, Bakugo-chan. Please.”

Oh, God, he was begging.

“I’m sorry, but you should take these flowers back and give them to some other girl,” Y/N said as gently as she could, taking the boy’s hand to place the flowers into his palm. Immediately, the boy’s face crumbled, and his cheeks turned a bright shade of red. She felt so terrible for embarrassing him this way. “I’m really not the girl for you. My heart belongs to someone else, so I could never feel the same way for you.”

“I see,” he sighed. The boy’s eyes slid up to enviously glare at Shinsou, who looked right back with a vengeance. Everyone knew who Y/N really wanted. Maybe just maybe, the pair were only friends like they claimed. Tanaka was praying the entire day that she would accept his offer and leave Shinsou behind. “You’re a good girl, aren’t you? I just can’t understand why you’d fall in love with a villain like him.”

Shinsou felt his heart fall to the bottom of his stomach at those words. He closed his eyes and tried not to think much about it, but memories of those bullies in middle school just came back into his mind in full color. He felt that sense of dread hang over his head.

“Excuse me?”

“He’s a monster! All he does is manipulate people to do what he wants. The only reason you love him is because he brainwashed you!”

Shinsou rarely felt like he might cry, but this was one of those moments. It was one thing for people to call him a monster in front of strangers, but he felt worse knowing that he was saying this to Y/N. She somehow avoided hearing all those insults and accusations until now, and suddenly he felt like his head was benign held under water, completely hopeless and weak. Y/N wouldn’t just betray him like that, trust this guys word over his own, he knew that for sure. He just felt so overwhelmed with shame. It made him feel terrible that people actually believed the only reason she was friends with him was because he brainwashed her. Couldn’t he have nice things as well?

He never wanted her to see this side of him, the side people perceived him as. He wanted to run away to his dorm and never leave the room again. What was the point now that he knew people thought of him like that still.

Y/N, much to everyone’s surprise, raised her hand and slapped their fellow student right across the face. “Fuck you!”

“Y/N-”

“Shut up, Shinsou.”

The boy who was slapped put his hand on his cheek and stared up at her in shock. She was so gentle and sweet most of the time. How could she slap him like that, enough to leave a mark? His precious and sweet crush.

“You call this boy a monster again, and I will beat your ass, do you hear me?” she commanded, and when he didn’t reply, she shoved on his shoulder. He stumbled back, nearly falling into the wall on the other side of the hall. “I said, did you hear me?”

“Y-yes.”

“Shinsou Hitoshi is more of a man than you will ever be. Men don’t stoop to insulting others insecurities just because a pretty girl rejected him. Boo hoo, get a grip. You will never be half the hero Shinsou is,” she told him bitterly, glaring through narrowed eyes. Maybe she was being a bit harsh, she didn’t care. If it was one thing she learned from Katsuki, it was how to defend the people you love (even if it’s unnecessarily mean). Perhaps, she learned a bit too much from the blond...

She stepped back, letting her arms fall to her sides. “If I ever hear my name or Shinsou’s come out of your mouth again, I will not hesitate.”

He nodded, grabbing his bag off the floor and turning to run down the hall in the other direction. She brushed a few loose strands of hair from her eyes and sighed, letting her shoulders finally sink into a relaxed state again. It had been a long time since she felt such pure rage burn in her heart. Normally, there was rarely a time someone bothered her enough to make her angry. It just wasn’t who she was.

Hearing those words about Shinsou sent her over the edge. No one would talk about him that way. Nobody, and she would make sure of it.

“Let’s go.” Her footsteps were practically stomps as she walked down the hall, her friend following close behind. “I can’t believe someone would have the nerve to say something like that to me about you? Like, who does he think he is?” Y/N grumbled, clenching and unclenching her fists by her side.

“Really, Y/N, you didn’t have to do that. I used to hear that stuff all the time.”

“Exactly! No one deserves to be treated like that, and you’ve already experienced far more than anyone should,” she told him. “He really tried to ask me out and then right after tried to talk shit about you. What an ass. Some boys just can’t take rejection, can they?.”

He only watched as she kept walking, but he didn’t feel like saying much. She was in too bad of a mood to reason with. He never imagined her acting like that. Even when they were training, she never got angry or even frustrated. She was so calm and gentle. For a moment there, she sounded exactly like her brother. It scared him, to be honest.

He appreciated her defending him though. It was the most anyone had done to stand up for him.

Worrying about her and his quirk completely washed away the fact that she admitted to loving him. It seemed that would be the topic of discussion another day.

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“Come on, come on. It’s almost starting!” Y/N rushed up the stairs, tugging Shinsou by the hand up . He was tired. He didn’t really have the time or energy to watch this firework show she was so excited to see. Still, he did it for her since she’d been waiting for weeks for it.

No U.A. students were allowed to dress up in their formal wear and go to the shrines like everyone else on New Years, since big crowds could pose a danger to the students' safety. Instead, groups of students from different classes gathered up some snacks on the roofs of their own family houses to watch the fireworks at the shrine a mile or so away. She had a bag full of her favorite drink, fruit milk, on her arm, eager to binge and drink it all. She would probably make herself sick, but it's like that sometimes..

“Five minutes until midnight,” she muttered. She pushed open the attic window and slid through onto the roof, and was met with emptiness. Only a few small groups of friends were spaced out pretty far and few in between on their class building. She walked over to the side in the direction of the shrine, and sat down on the bench. Her milk plopped down onto the spot beside her.

Shinsou silently took a seat beside her. He checked his phone. Only a couple more minutes. He couldn’t understand for the life of him why she was so excited just for time to pass and some colored lights to go off in the distance. The noise was so loud though, he realized he wouldn’t have gotten much sleep that night anyway.

Happily, she popped the cap off a banana milk and took a long sip. He took one from the bag as well, strawberry, and popped the cap. “Why are you so excited for this anyway, Y/N?”

“I-I don’t know. I just wanted to spend the holiday with you, and since we aren’t allowed back home for the holiday due to all those villain threats, I thought it would be a fun thing for the two of us to do together,” she told him. Honestly, she was just happy to spend more time with him. It felt so good, the cold air on her skin and the crickets chirping from the ground below. People around talked and laughed amongst their own groups.

It was the perfect moment.

Shinsou knew about this tradition some people had on New Years. He was sure it was probably an American thing since All Might and Midoriya were talking about it. Apparently, you are supposed to kiss someone when the clock strikes midnight, and it grants you good luck for the rest of the year.

He wouldn’t even attempt it. That was a complete invasion of her space. He just wanted her to enjoy the fireworks and her milk without any drama. Things had gotten a bit weird between them over the time they’d known each other. They were close, almost too close to be friendly. Other people clearly noticed; Bakugo, Aizawa, that boy from their class. Neither of them knew what to do about those feelings, so they just pretended they weren’t there, he supposed. It was easier that way.

That didn’t mean he didn’t want to kiss her. He definitely did 100 percent want that kiss. He just couldn’t take the risk. What if everyone was wrong this whole time? What if she only thought of him as a very close friend this whole time and he got the wrong idea. He didn’t know enough girls to know how they acted with their guy friends.

He knew he was hopelessly in love. It used to scare him, the thought of being so attached to someone like that. Now, he just felt happy to have someone to hold in his heart. It didn’t matter much if she ever accepted his love. As long as he could hold her and see her smile, that was enough.

Soon enough, dozens of rainbow colored fireworks lit up the sky. The sound was dulled by the distance between them and the shrine, but it was still loud enough to dull Shinsou’s thoughts. He leaned back on the roof on one hand and the other lifted the strawberry milk to his lips, taking a sip.

Another year flew by faster than he thought. It was no doubt the best year of his life so far.

He didn’t even notice her begin to speak until she said his name.

“Shinsou,” she exhaled. “I really wouldn’t mind spending every year with you.”

He looked over to her. Her face was illuminated in bright pinks and blues, and she had that ever present smile on her lips. How could one person look like that? All he ever wanted and more, the girl of his dreams?

“I think I’d like that, too.”

“Would you really?”

“If I got to spend every single day with you for the rest of my life, it still wouldn’t be enough for me.”

She took a deep breath, tilting her head back to stare up at the deep blue night sky above, only a couple shining stars to be seen. For a long time, she felt like it was inevitable that he would find out, and now seemed just as good as any.

“You know, Hitoshi, I think I’m in love with you.”

His lips curled up into a smile. “I’ve been in love with you for so long, Y/N,” he confessed, “They say love at first sight isn’t real, but damn, it sure feels like it is.”

“God, why do you always know exactly what to say to make me feel like this,” she asked, placing her hand over her head and laughing. “Why are you so perfect?”

“I’m not. I’m perfect, but only for you.”

They sat beside each other in silence for a moment, taking in each other’s feelings. Her hand wormed over to rest on his, and he quickly intertwined their fingers. He squeezed her hand and she squeezed back. He could feel how warm her skin felt, and the smile on his face only grew. He would always remember this moment.

“Do you mind if I kiss you?”

“Please.”

And so, he got that kiss he wanted all along. Along with many, many more to follow.

For the first time ever, he felt like he made the right choice. He’d finally done something worthwhile with his life. He met his Y/N.

Thank you for supporting me and have a lovely day.

#bnha shinsou #shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinsou hitoshi #mha #mha x reader #mha imagine #mha oneshot #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha imagine #bnha oneshot #shinsou oneshot #shinsou imagine #x reader #shinsou x you #boku no hero academia #my hero academia

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livmarauder · 4 years

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𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 | 𝙨.𝙢

simon minter x reader (part one)

warnings: some mentions of sex but lots of fluff and some swearing requested: - notes: heyooo, this is my first imagine. hope you guys really like it hehe <3 wc: 1,427 words

part two // masterlist

when it is a dull and cold morning, the only thing i wanted to do was to roll over in my double bed and cuddle into my husbands chest for the warmth. however, when i did so, i was met with the coldness of the sheets instead.

opening my eyes slowly, i groaned to myself as i dug my head back into my pillow, suddenly remembering where i was. after shoving my face into my pillow for close to two minutes, i sat up and unplugged my phone from my nightstand seeing that i had a message.

si💕: morn y/n/n, i hope you are having an amazing time in la with freya. the guys and i just finished filming and i immediately wanted to go home and cuddle with you but then i remembered that you’re going to be in la for the next few months... anyways, i love you so so much and ill see you in a few weeks ❤

my heart warmed when i saw the message and immediately replied with a short message before i got dressed for the day.

when simon and i had met through harry, it wasn't your cliche girl meets boy and fall in love kinda thing. it was actually the complete opposite of that.

i mean, the boys still enjoy taking the piss out of our story and teasing us (causing us to flip them off all the time) but, we really really hated each other.

as soon as the boys began getting very famous and in need of a manager, harry thought it would be a good idea to call me since, one; i was in the middle of taking a business management course, two; because i was his cousin and three; because i owed him a huge favour.

meeting the boys was fine, however, spending time with them was another issue. i enjoyed the guys presence but when it came to simon, it was a big hit or miss.

he is very sarcastic, confident and very outspoken. i really admired it at first, being one of the shy ones in the lewis family. but the more i spent time with him, the more i had to resist the urge to step away from simon because at the same time, he was very immature and we would end up bickering over the smallest things when it had to do with the branding that we were creating.

he on the other hand, thought that i was a big party-pooper and was too serious all the time.

because of that, anytime i was there to just visit my cousin as well as tobi and josh, who i had become close to, i would just avoid simon and he would do the same. we would either go out to nandos, they would come over to my flat and just hangout playing games and such or on the rarest occasions, when i go over to the sidemen house, i would just stay in their room and leave as soon as i wanted to go.

one day, however, it was a really cold wintery day when harry asked me to come over for dinner. opening the door with the spare key i had, i saw that no one else was home other than the lanky one sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone, who thought i was jj. "jj mate, do you have the ice-cream?" i scoffed and replied along the lines of "fuck you, im not your maid." simon looked up to see me before rolling his eyes and was about to spout a comment back before my phone dinged.

haz🤗🙄🤍: we're snowed in, staying in a hotel for the night. stay with simon please, i don't feel comfortable with you driving home.

i visibly groaned as i looked at simon, "great... i have to stay with you for the night because harry doesn't trust me." he gave me a smirk, "i wonder why." i scoffed and flipped him off before i sat at the other end of the couch, taking out my phone and scrolling through instagram. ten minutes later, because luck wasn't on my side, the power went out, making me scream in surprise.

simon burst out laughing before i threw a pillow at him as it hit him causing him to fall backwards. he looked at me as i tried to stifle a giggle, "oh you wanna go?" pretty soon, we were running all over the house, tripping over and throwing pillows at each other. before i got tackled on the couch, "truce! truce! truce!" i sputtered out, trying to catch my breath. he laughed at me before i looked at him like for real for the first time and admired his features.

"take a picture lewis, it lasts so much longer." he whispered back to me, knocking me out of my trance as i scoffed and pushed him off me. "fuck off minter." he just continued laughing, causing a small smile to break out on my face.

that night, we really got to know each other, watching a mutual favourite tv show before we had fallen asleep next to each other on the couch causing the boys to take many photos of us as soon as they got back the next morning.

he asked me out a week later and fast-foward five years later, he proposed to me while recreating our first date which was a pillow fight and our tv binge.

however, after our wedding, while we were on our honeymoon, i got an email from one of the newest business gigs that i had gotten into, needing me to get to la asap to settle some new things for them which would benefit the sidemen as well.

so when this came up, the fear of me being pregnant while i was on the business trip scared simon. we argued about it for a while until he somehow won the tiff and we decided that we would wait until after the business trip (which we didn’t know how long would take) that we would try to create our family.

the night before i left for the airport however, that changed. that night for me had been a total nightmare, the trip had gotten extended to a total of 5 months and the weight of not seeing simon for that long after seeing him for nearly the whole day since the day we started dating took a toll on me.

simon found me later on and we comforted each other in a way we hadn't before... it was almost inevitable.

i walked out of my room only to see that freya was in the living room of the flat that we had rented for our stay here. freya had decided to come out after the first 3 weeks of me staying here since simon couldn’t (which killed him internally).

"morning frey." i said as soon as i saw her, she looked up from her daily instagram scroll and smiled, "morning y/n/n, how are you feeling?"

i shrugged my shoulders, "i honestly feel like shit, its such a cold morning today." she nodded in agreement, "well, since its a cold ass day, how about you go make some coffee and then we run-through all that we have to do today."

i groaned, still drowsy as i reluctantly went to the kitchen to do as she said.

as soon as the coffee smell filled my nose though, i felt sick and immediately ran to the bathroom and puked my guts out. freya came in minutes later and held my hair back. when i was done, she got me some water before rubbing my back soothingly, "my gosh y/n, are you okay, you were fine about like a minute ago." she asked me, her voice full of concern as i nodded, sipping my water.

"must've been something we ate last night frey, don't worry about it." i said, queasily. freya nodded, turning to leave but then seemed to realize something as she turned back, chewing her bottom lip.

"y/n, don't you find it odd that last week, you told me you were missing your period and just today, you puked your insides out."

i froze at that sentence, fuck no. freya saw my face pale and grabbed my free hand with both of hers, "let's just buy a test later on our way back from the meetings okay?" i managed a nod before my thoughts began to run nervously of how simon was gonna take it if i actually was pregnant.

#sidemen #sdmn #simon x reader #miniminter x reader #simon minter imagine #simon imagine #miniminter imagine #sidemen x reader #sdmn one shots #sidemen one shots #miniminter one shots #sidemen imagines #sdmn imagines #simon minter one shots

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fipindustries · 3 years

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critical missive

dedicated to @cryptovexillologist

oh boy arent we in a fine pickle now?

usually i enjoy talking openly and bluntly about my opinions on whatever the last thing i read is, safe and secure in the knowledge that the author will most likely never stumble on my measily 700 followers tumblr blog, so i am free to express my opinion to my heart’s content knowing that no feelings will get hurt.

mission critical would be no different except i talked with the author and read their acknoledgement and the AMA they did on discord after writing the story and they have endeared themselves thoroughly to me so my language will have to be neutered, at least for the first half of this excercise. afterwards things will get a bit harsher but i’ll try to rest at ease in the knowledge that we seem to be kindred spirits and i would be delighted in hearing any kind of criticism of my work either positive or negative.

ok, enough coaching done, lets go on to what i thought of this novel.

it is a delightful romp, as i said before, the worldbuilding is understated and realistic with enough glimpses of depth and detail to suggest a much larger picture. this world feels inhabited, lived in, like it was well chewed on for long by the author before putting pen to paper. consequentially the characters that arose from this world feel like they belong, they feel like real people with real lifes. by far the strongest sections of the book were the flashbacks to their lives before the plot started. their voices, regretably, do sound very similar when interacting with each other but in their own sections the characters shine in their charm and cleverness. every time one of their flashbacks ended i was left with the intrigue and the desire to know how their particular story would continue.

the terra ignota influences are very noticeable, the world and its people carry the same kind of almost childlike positivity and innocence, the same kind of cheerful, happy go lucky trust in human progress and the great project of humanity for the future with the same sobering forlorn attitude towards the horrors of the past.

on top of that its silly, gosh in heaven it is silly. it has moments of cringe, in the best of ways. strange slapdash bits of flavor, immature non sequiturs, small indulgences from the author’s own weird interests and dumb meme humor. i do love me my awkward corners in a book, after all it is those that make something unique. there is a clear personality poking through and it is a delightful personality to meet.

i cant help but like this almost more for the context in which it was written than for the content itself, it was done during quarentine as a way to both stave off cavin fever and to process the author’s feelings regarding their gender identity. as someone who also wrote a story where i almost deliberatly tried to trick my self into breaking my own egg and who turned madly towards creative endeavors to survive the pandemic i can sympathize strongly with this. i am really happy that the author got to do this and kickstarted a project towards a big, possibly decades spanning trilogy.

so, yeah, those were the nice things i had to say, if you are content enough with that you can stop here but if you are curious to know more, well... you can

in short: it is a bit of a mess. again, im willing to be lenient, considering the way in which this was worked on, this is very much a really early first draft. the second half of this story was a very slow and very boring trudge towards a sudden end.

first, the fact that the flashbacks and the worldbuilding bits are the strongest part of this story means the actual plot itself suffers from being fairly boring and generic. “astronauts explore alien planet, find spooky stuff there” was already old hat by the 50′s. it is a plot so worn down and archetypical that it really cant survive if that is literally all you are going to do with it, and that is kind of all that this book does. i did mention moments of flavor and strange self indulgence. we needed way more of those. yes thats right, im saying that this story was not self indulgent enough. when you have such a well trodden plot such as this, worn down to the point that it becomes paint by the numbers, we need quirky, we need cringe, we need strange excess and personality. the author mentioned that they would love to see some of the weirder alexandria fan fics, well so do i! be the miracle you want to see in the world! the moments alexandria debated if wether identifying as a trilateral were amazing but they were not enough. we have a great structure here but lets put some proper meat on these bones, some proper fat and skin, some clown make up and a weird novelty hat and outrageous clown shoes. im getting carried away here, lets get back to the point.

the other problem is there is not a clear trajectory for the story here, no well defined moment of climax and the emotional beats tend to fall a bit flat or to come out of nowhere. there are emotional crisis which i sort of missed or didnt get where they came from. the characters act in ways that are hard to relate to that come off as stilted. the way they conduct themselves through the mission felt at times weirdly unprofessional and like it didnt follow much of a logical throughline, and when i say logical i dont meant “i wanted the characters to act hyperrational at all times” i mean i want the characters to act in ways that make human sense. ironically the one character that acted a bit too human for my tastes was the AI. alexandria is an interesting character but i feel that the place to explore that idea is not in the middle of an incredibly important mission where having your mainframe experience a crisis might not be the most practical thing in the world.

the ending was jarringly sudden, i didnt feel there was a proper resolution and finishing it off with flashbacks to the time the characters were training was... odd. i reached the last line and it felt like the story had just decided to stop without ever having reached anything that came even close to the third act. all of this can be easily fixed with some concientious editing and a complete rearrangement of the different sections of this story.

all in all a great first step in what i hope will be a long career as a writer.

#mission critical #it was nice #if a bit flawed

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toadallytickles · 2 years

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ah i just realized that you’ve followed me back,im so happy but also nervous lol !!😭😭 im so glad that your new year has been going well I’ve also been curious as to how you’ve been and all? Like mental health wise 🤍you’re always beyond kind to us and I just think we should return that same energy and check up on u !! ☺️@jumnss

You don’t have to be nervous at all! I enjoy your blog and you’re super kind! :)

Oh gosh- that’s really sweet of you to ask! (〃^▽^〃)ゞ and for that reason! Thank you for checking up on me! I really appreciate that! I don’t really open up on this blog due to past bullying and community immaturity- I decided that this would just be a tickle/kink blog. Setting that boundary for myself has made blogging enjoyable again! :)

I’m a little all over the place! Like I’m content and just living through the days- I’ve picked up working out, I go for a daily walk, I eat three meals a day, I’m trying to learn French on Duolingo, and I started a new CBD medication last November that really helps my anxiety! I live with Clay and I see my family once in a while! Though where it is all conflicting is that over covid I lost sense of myself. How I have been describing it to Clay and my family is that something in me is not connecting- like my brain and my heart, or my soul and my heart- something, I just feel disconnected from myself. So since covid starting, I’ve just felt like I’m floating through as someone else. Like I’m on auto pilot. And that has been really tough on me, because I want to know who I am and give them love. I’m also not very social online, I just greatly prefer in-person interacting- though I also theorize that my lack of wanting to befriend people and socialize online is because I don’t know who I’m introducing them too, haha- like I don’t know how to act or what to say. I feel like I’m just super awkward and annoying to mutuals and friends. So my social life is quite lonely, and I wish it wasn’t that way, like I would love to have closer friends, though I may just have to wait until it’s warmer and safer.

Please do not worry about me! We have local kink events in our area so I do socialize! I have a therapist and a self esteem journal! And I’m actually really excited for this year and two of my New Years resolutions are to stop self deprecating and start being a friend to whoever I am, and that’s been going really well so far!

Thank you so much again for taking the time to check up on me! 🥺💕 You have no idea how much I appreciate it! I hope you have a great week and you’re doing good! ❤️

#okay that’s my last post time to deactivate :)#jk #you still think I’m sexy right?#jkjk #❤️#my posts #answered #ask #anon

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vinnival · 3 years

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hi!! could i get a mha matchup if possible? if they’re not, please disregard this & im sorry.

i’m a 5’2 bisexual girl with she/her pronouns. i’m fairly pale with rosy cheeks, brown hair, & brown eyes. i try my best to be kind to everyone, which can be hard because sometimes people are jerks, but i won’t stop! i’m sort of the baby of my friend group, i can be pretty trusting and naive but i promise my intentions are good! i’m a bit of a mess sometimes, i can be clumsy and tend to talk really fast when i’m excited. i’m an introvert & more of a listener, and i love all kinds of affection and attention. i love anything that’s soft or cute— seeing bunnies in the wild are the absolute best thing, and i have to be stopped from pulling the car over to go pet them when i’m on a trip with my friends. i like to dance around and listen to music while getting ready— for something or nothing, i just always feel better when i’m all done up (even if im still in my pajamas). i can be pretty immature and stubborn when i want someone or make up my mind, and i tend to be the one to remind the people i care about that they’re important and deserve good things. i try to be optimistic despite anxiety and i’m always down for an adventure. my love languages are word of affirmation, physical affection, and gifts.

please and thank you! have a nice day & drive some water lovie!! <3

GOD IM SO HAPPY TAKING THESE MSTCHUPS DONT BE AFRAID TO ASK !!! You're so sweet gosh I love you so much /p

You got a match! You're matched with...

Neijire Hado!

You two meet when the flower store you worked at was being robbed

She was tasked with escorting the hostages once the threat was neutralized.

Unfortunately, you were harmed by the robber and Neijire noticed your cuts.

"Oh, have you been harmed? We must escort you to the hospital!"

She just. Picks you up. And flies there.

You were very caught off guard at this, too shocked to respond to her attempts at conversation on the way there.

She points out your looks, and how cute your cheeks look, yours were definitely more tinted than usual

You just stared at her when she put you down after she landed. She smiled big at you and grabbed your hand, leading you inside. She kept babbling on while you stared at her flowy hair, just wanting so bad to pet it.

You stuck your hand out without a second thought, and Neijire didn't even flinch when you gently grasped a lock of her hair and just Held it!! So soft !!!!

After you were fixed up, she came by your flower shop often. She usually always left with one of the prettiest flowers you had in stock.

While she was there, she'd just talk about school, the 1-A kids, cool quirks she's seen, etc

You needed to be walked home one day and she straight up decided to fly you again much to your reluctance, she's stubborn as well!

When she let you down again, you tried to step into your house, but once you opened your door you stumbled very hard and she had to catch you

Oops, now you two are very close and staring into each others' eyes

"You have really pretty eyes!" She said

Lets just say, your cheeks were a lot more rosy again for the next few minutes

She decided she wanted to stay with you longer, and you two just talked and talked. You finally opened up more about your interests, and she was happy to listen to you ramble on.

Oh, and you two were holding hands while cuddling <3

Your parents aww'd at you two cuddled together, taking a nap

You always get worried and anxious when you see her visit after she's gotten an injury from fighting criminals

But she assures you its fine, it'll heal up soon, etc., and you always cheer up after that... but you still demand for her to be safe and cautious as much as she can

Sometimes she'll stay the night at your place, and dance around with you! Even though she's not that experienced in makeup, she'll try some on with you! She loves braiding your hair <33

One day she came to the shop, and looked more upbeat than usual. She asked you if you wanted to go on a surprise flight

You managed to easily convince your boss to let you off early (your boss adored Neijire ever since she saved them and the shop)

Neijire put a blindfold on you and flew you to a location... and then she took it off when you landed and were ready

You were in a beautiful open field full of beautiful flowers and an even more beautiful view of the city and sunset just a ways away

You looked at her, and she was sitting down on a cute little picnic blanket. She patted the seat next to her

You realized that you recognized the flowers, and she confirmed your suspicions

"I planted nearly every flower you've given me these past few months here!"

Your heart just about melted

She confessed that she really liked being around you, and she really liked how you looked, and that...

Well, she really liked YOU

You let out a breath you've been holding in once she finished, and scooted closer to give her a lovely little kiss on the cheek :)

"I like you too, Neijire!"

You two cuddled once again, playing with each other's hair and talking about whatever came to mind until your parents called you after the sun set and asked you to come home to help them with food!

I hope you like this op :] neijire needs more love she's so cute and you two being soft together just fits in my head

edit: omg op I just looked at your profile and one of your comfort characters is neijire hell yeah thats called intuition!!!

#matchups #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #neijire hado #neijire hadou #mha x reader #mha matchups #mha matchup #thank you for requesting!!

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mageofcolors · 3 years

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For the characters - Hilda, Luz Noceda, and Reggie Abbott?

(i just did hilda in the other ask!)

LUZ NOCEDA (note i havent watched season 2)

First impression: oh my god she's super weird and relatable and i love her

Impression now: she is a lovable dork who cares a lot about her blood family and her found family and i can appreciate that

Favorite moment: the moment she started learning spells... defying all expectations that told her she couldnt be a witch. breaking all norms by becoming part of multiple tracks. she's so excited about learning and it's honestly inspiring

Idea for a story: all of luz's boiling isle friends in the human world, trying to fit in... it would be funny for them to try to learn how things work XD

Unpopular opinion: uhhh??? im not sure what opinions are going around these days, i havent kept up with the fandom

Favorite relationship: Luz and King and Eda, the unlikely trio who have grown to be one of the best found families. gosh.... they

Favorite headcanon: nonbinary/demi-girl/catgender luz. luz would use neopronouns too

REGGIE ABBOTT

First impression: I RELATE TO HER SO MUCH

Impression now: god.... she's so??? immature???? and this is an excellent character flaw. like. she's childish, and that's a good, fun trait. but there's also like. the lack of proper communication and stuff that i very much wish could have been explored if we got a season 2.

Favorite moment: uhhh i dont remember much tbh, i just remember her just. chucking things. that was fun. EDIT: Actually i think it's the beginning of how she got to endless, with the key and everything. very relatable

Idea for a story: i suppose a continuation? where they get trapped on endless for a while, and at first she thinks its fine but thinks get weirder and weirder in a bad way and it's all a reflection of her mind and she has to learn to manage her emotions to eventually be able to go back home. and like? i dont think she'll just. stop going to endless or anything. i think she can learn about the balance of her imagination and reality.

Unpopular opinion: i think 12f was a good show, if it wasnt for the circumstances of it's creation. it just sucks that things happened the way they did and the show left a bad taste in my mouthb(idk if this is unpopular actually)

Favorite relationship: i think reggie and todd were pretty good friends. todd was pretty great at calling her out on her bullshit lmao

Favorite headcanon: the butt witch is presentation of what reggie doesnt want to look like bc she's nonbinary and she's scared of being gendered.

#toh #donk post #donk answer #twelve forever

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mrs-nate-humphrey · 3 years

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no-sleep 1x09rewatch ramble-essay (all content warnings for the episode apply here)

i was just like. oh i’ll watch a feel-good episode of gossip girl! s1 thanksgiving ep is great isn’t it! blairenate family feels!!! ruflyson love triangle drama!!! vdw siblings AND humphrey siblings hanging out!!! dan’s “see you later waldorf” *salutes & closes the cab door* !!!

& like. yes i DID remember serena’s whole not being sober on thanksgiving thing, and yes i DID remember blair’s ED relapse - which is heavy, but eating disorder content isn’t particularly triggering for me personally (i find it kind of cathartic, if we’re being honest) BUT . i somehow forgot. that THIS was the episode which has howard’s suicide attempt?? and now i have some of the most painful nate feels in the world.

blah blah blah, leight’s acting brought me to tears, which probably doesn’t sound like a very big deal but sort of is, for a variety of reasons (watching things doesn’t usually make me cry, it’s happened maybe a single-digit number of times before + also just my blair feels in general --> she’s a really interesting character but i don’t find her AS relatable as i do dan, or nate, or vanessa, or maybe even serena at times --> so i usually do have a bit of a disconnect re: watching her, which i really do not have for like. dan, for instance.)

i just cannot divorce that very cute outfit blair wears with her ED relapse - which brings me to the next point, which is that blair is maybe THE only character ever for whom her clothing choices and her plotlines are so interwoven in my head (lemon yellow shirt and funky little hat is her mean bridesmaids competitive game day, yellow-&-orange dress is her choose chuck over dan moment, genderqueer plaid skirt and grey shirt is her “dan loves me for me” moment, white shirt with the pink flowers is her get owned by nelly yuki moment, etc etc)... the only other time i noticed outfits is derena cotillion, but that’s just because i LOVE derena cotillion, and date matching shirts, but that’s because i am tuned into all things date and couldn’t possibly tell you what those outfits actually symbolise, with the exception of dan’s pink flannel shirt from when he’s holding milo. or any of the outfits from 2x06 because that is my episode hands down. oh hey would you look at that, i do actually form associations. but you gotta believe me on this, blair’s the one it happens most naturally for, which is very strange. i think it’s because her outfits are always Statements in a way that the other characters never do, except for jenny, who is a fashion designer, so it’s Different for her. what am i trying to say.

oh yeah another iconic outfit is serena’s golden jacket and bright blue pants to the morgue to identify what might be chuck’s corpse. she literally dressed like she was going clubbing and i respect her so much for that.

anyway. gosh. nate just - getting gaslit by his mom, getting reprimanded by his dad for telling his mom to stop being rude/petty... howard was like “don’t fight my fights for me” but nate wasn’t even doing that?? he was just asking his mom Not to be rude, and the fact that nate got told off at the end of that interaction... uh. it shows a lot about the archibald family unit in general and just. how nate is sort of treated as ... i don’t have the right word, but my brain is like “second class citizen”... which is absolutely NOT the right concept for nate but like. he is treated like he is Less a part of the family than his parents are....... RIGHT until one of them (or both of them!) fuck up in a big way and it’s down to nate to fix their mess. i haven’t read “adult children of emotionally immature parents” but from whatever i’ve heard about it, i think nate could do with reading it. or not. maybe it’d just make him sadder.

and fuck - nate’s whole talk with his dad and his dad telling nate that he doesn’t know how he can go on, etc etc... idk what to say or where to draw the line but i have really complicated howard & nate feelings. i really truly think anne was the worse parent (not like it’s a competition of course) and i sometimes seriously wonder if maybe howard archibald had a more supportive life partner, maybe he wouldn’t have ended up being ~like that~ to nate (doesn’t justify anything of course). anyway nate’s sitting by the hospital bed and his dad is denying his suicide attempt at first and nate’s just like, no, stop. this is also making me think now of nate sitting by serena’s hospital bed after tripp, and nate possibly sitting by blair’s hospital bed some point pre-series (eating disorders are serious and i really do think, esp with eleanor being eleanor, that it must’ve gotten pretty bad for blair before she got help - which. sorry. i know, it’s sad but i’m just putting together pre-existing implications.) all i’m saying is some point in the future i wouldn’t be surprised if nate’s just. uncomfortable in hospitals and unable to piece together why. oh yikes i just remembered blair’s miscarriage. at which point do hospitals become overly suffocating for natie, remind him of his own helplessness, etc... because i really think they would. anyway.

anne archibald chills me because she is such an accurate representation of a very specific kind of mother and. i hate it for nate obviously but i struggle to remember a time i’ve seen a tv mom who i can 100% relate to so hard. as in. fuck. worded that wrong. whose SON i can relate to so hard. ouch. this may be a moot point because i don’t watch much tv, but honestly anne & nate is just. a Lot. in a way that is significant to Me, specifically. this is part of my pet peeve (not enough to fight with anybody don’t worry) when people make edits about mothers & daughters, as if what was happening between nate & anne, somehow didn’t have the same complications - i honestly think there’s some solid eleanor & blair/ anne & nate parallels to be drawn. and we’ve been over this somewhere else, but lily & serena / rufus & dan / rufus & jenny definitely have a lot of the same specific issues (parent projecting on child, etc.) again - everyone engages w the show differently, im ready to admit that like... maybe 65% of my problems with the ‘mothers & daughters’ reading probably stem from gender dysphoria, lol. but whatever.

i have feelings about dan & alison, too... i really do think dan was closer to his mom than to his dad for majority of his childhood, and this ep really cements it. anyway. i don’t have any more words and i’m tired. and i might just watch derena cotillion episode because . derena cotillion episode my beloved...

wait wait before i forget. venn diagram of humphrey family & van der bilt family & playing american football. i know this has come up before but like. here we go i;m thinking about it again. both dan and nate have been competitively thrown in the grass by a family member in the name of sports. no wonder nate chose dan over chuck in 2x06 (i would put a tone indicator but even i can’t tell if this is /gen or /j)

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fiovske · 4 years

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im so sad about the way the bj fandom completely tore itself apart and is now grasping at straws to dismiss any validity in by just because. both ships are so valid and there is so much overlap in fandom and now two wlw ships are vetted against each other. the bj tags are just depressing at this point and by has a few rotten eggs on high horses and it’s just so sad that once again the wlw of the fandom are going to have to comprise their space because a few loud people can’t be adults. sorry for the rant im just over this; cr fandom is ugly and these parts have become the ugliest. by isn’t allowed to be a wlw ship because somehow it’s straight and bj has build up fanon too much to a breaking point. it sucks to have to choose between that when i as a wlw had a happy place in both before.

ah, I can relate tbh. B/Y was the whole reason I switched to c2 from c1 bc I heard canon sapphics and went WHERE!! I HAVE TO GO THERE RIGHT NOW so thats the place I came to cr from.

I'm sad abt B/J too tbh, that relationship developed so organically and so beautifully it will always have a soft spot in my heart, but as a whole I can understand why B/J was abandoned from a meta perspective and... and I've come to make my peace w that. B/Y is not a bad ship y'know, like. I like the potential of it, I like that it can develop now that a*hley is here full-time. the reservations I have abt the ship are just that it often feels like something is supposed to be climatic but... it hasn't had that kind of emotional buildup yet to lend it the gravitas it otherwise would to B/J and even Y/J tbh. but I believe this mollucien arc could be fundamental to B/Y's relationship growing and maturing emotionally and be a ripe ground for building something good since m*lly affected the both of them so deeply. B reaching out to take Y's hand at M*lly's grave was a nice touch. subtle and... promising. I want to believe that it could be nuanced and good, given time and... conversations.

but gosh some B/Y fans out there are so loudly toxic in the B/J tags like why can't u just be happy for ur ship and let the other people be?? it makes no sense to me tbh, it just shows immense immaturity. just be happy for ur ship and let those who are on their blogs being sad... be sad, sapphics were affected by the shift and the change and ppl are allowed their space to grieve and that's not someone else's place to invade and tell them they're WRONG for being sad about it while spewing all kinds of hate. abusing the tag feature is so fuckin... weird like. just stay in ur lane and celebrate ur ship going canon instead of being spiteful for no reason??

wlw shouldn't have to fight over scraps like this tbh so like... I honestly don't know what to tell you. I redirected my energy to other things that made me happy instead and... i found it healing. it helped me reset my expectations from CR as a whole and... I'm ok with that now, whatever it is they're going for. I've distanced myself enough to not get truly emotionally invested, taking a step back from something that used to bring me immense joy once has been... quite something. it's sad the petty fights are still on, I can only recommend blocking those toxic B/Y folks (it's what I did and have since been better for it) and moving on. curate ur own online experience. block and mute liberally. engage only in things that make you happy. in things that don't, don't.

for me, bashter >>>>>>>>> literally anything else

#i really do be taking solace in Matt's worldbuilding and plot rn tbh #the interpersonal relarionships have been wonky since they returned from hiatus so. idk. /shrug emoji #I've tempered my expectations and im ok w that now #im picky abt ships so its just me i guess. personal preferences do be like that #disk horse #i hope you find solace in what makes u happy anon #mail tag

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moistmailman · 4 years

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*In Beacon's weight room*

Blake: *Starts doing squats with Pyrrha behind her*

Pyrrha, blushing and staring:...........*shamefully looks away* oh my gosh, what am I doing? Bad Pyrrha. Bad! S-stop staring at your friends behind like that. I-its d-dirty and wrong!

???: Oh don't be like that. There's nothing wrong with admiring beauty.

Pyrrha, blushing: W-what? W-who said that?

???: I did.

*Suddenly a small little demon manifests onto her right shoulder, looking strangely like Yang*

Pyrrha wide eyes:......W-what?

Mini Demon Yang: You know you wanna smack that booty, P-Money. Who are you fooling, you dirty girl.

Pyrrha, squeaking: W-what?! What are you talking about?! I-I don't w-want to sma— what on Earth is going on right now?? Who— WHAT are you?!

Mini Demon Yang: I'm your personification of your inner conscious that REALLY likes what she sees.

Pyrrha, face on fire: W-what? I-I don’t have any idea what youre— wait, why am I imagining you to look like Yang though?

Mini Demon Yang:........isn't it kinda obviously? Have you met her?

Pyrrha:.....o-okay, fair enough.

Mini Demon Yang: Now give into your desire and smack that Bella booty! You know you wanna!

Pyrrha, blushing: N-no! T-thats d-dirty and d-disrespctful! I would n-never!

Mini Demon Yang: Yeah, keep telling yourself that, but I know you wanna. Just look at that beautiful thing. It's art.

*Pyrrha reluctantly and shamefully looks at Blake's butt again before blushing more*

Pyrrha, squeaking under her breath: O-oh m-my gosh.

Mini Demon Yang, smirking: That's right. You like what you see. I can see it in your eyes. You want that bellabooty. So walk up there and give it a smack will ya?

Pyrrha: *whimpers*

???: You will do no such thing, Pyrrha! You are better than this!

Pyrrha: W-what? Whose talking now?

???: I am!

*Suddenly a mini angel manifests onto her left shoulder this time, the figment of her imagination looking like Weiss*

Pyrrha: What's going on now?

Mini Angel Weiss: I am the personification of your better half. The more mature one. I am here to tell you to not listen to that demon over there! She is a lewd and inappropriate harlot!

Mini Demon Yang, rolling her eyes: Oh of course she would envision you as the angel.

Mini Angel Weiss: And what is THAT supposed to mean.

Mini Demon Yang: Youre boring, no fun, a stick in the mud. Must I go on?

Mini Angel Weiss, crossing her arms: BORING?! Well I'm sorry that I don't want Pyrrha to smack the behind of one of her friends!

Mini Demon Yang, snorting: "Behind" God, could that stick be even more up your ass?

Mini Angel Weiss: How old are you? You're so immature. Not everyone spouts out foul language every five seconds. There are proper people in this world, and I’m obviously one of them, you barbaric ape.

Mini Demon Yang: Wow, it's impressive that you can actually speak with a stick that far up your ass. What's your secret?

Mini Angel Weiss: WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP ALREADY?! I DO NOT HAVE A STICK UP MY ASS!

Mini Demon Yang, laughing: HA! BROKE YOUR STOIC DEMEANOR, PRINCESS! YOURE SO EASY TO TEASE, I SWEAR! YOURE COMICALLY EASY!

Mini Angel Weiss: YOU ROTTEN LITTLE SHI–

Pyrrha, awkwardly: H-h-hey, you two. There's no need to fight. Can't we just get along? We're all friends here.....well I mean, we’re kinda are at least.....I mean, you’re real selves are friends and all.....*shakes head* I-I’m getting off topic. Can we just talk peacefully?

Mini Demon Yang: Of course we can. All you gotta do is ignore that naysayer on your other shoulder and smack that booty already.

Pyrrha, squeaking: N-no! I can't do that! It's l-lewd!

Mini Angel Weiss: Ha! Take that, Yang! Unlike you, Pyrrha is a strong willed girl that can't be corrupted. Just like me. I'm proud of you, Pyrrha. You're making the right choice.

Pyrrha: T-thank you, uh...mini Weiss.

Mini Demon Yang, rolling her eyes: Pffft, boooooooring. Come on, don't listen to that girl. Just embrace your lewd thoughts. Come on, do it!

Mini Angel Weiss: Will you give it a rest already? You lost. You ain't going to convince her. We're too strong willed for you.

Mini Demon Yang: Okay, will you stop saying you're strong willed. Cause you aint. You’re like the most useless lesbian I know.

Mini Angel Weiss, hotly: No I'm not! You have no idea what you're talking about

Mini Demon Yang: Oh yeah? I bet if you look over at Blake right now then your opinion will change real quick.

Mini Angel Weiss: That is preposterous! There's no way in hell that my opinion will change by looking at– *looks over* Blake an— *whimpers*

Pyrrha, awkwardly: Uh.....a-are you alright, mini Weiss?

Mini Angel Weiss, whimpering: T-those shorts are s-so small.

Pyrrha: What?

Mini Angel Weiss, eager: I change my mind! Embrace your lewd side! Smack the bellabooty!

Pyrrha, squeaking: What?

Mini Demon Yang, laughing: Ha! Her wings just got clipped!

Mini Angel Weiss, blushing: S-shut up! No they weren't! They were just.....look, just forget everything I said and smack that ass!

Pyrrha, face on fire: No! What's going on?! I-I thought you were supposed to tell me to do the right thing in these situations!

Mini Angel Weiss: I am telling you to do the right thing! And the right thing is to smack that bellabooty! So what are you waiting for?! Smack it!

Pyrrha, hiding her face in her hands in embarrassmemt: Oh my gosh!

Mini Demon Yang, chanting: Smack that butt! Smack that butt! Smack that butt!

Mini Angel Weiss: JUST SMACK THAT BUTT, PYRRHA! YOU KNOW TO WANNA!

Pyrrha, squeaking: B-be quiet! Oh my gosh! I-I need a new Angel right now! This one's defective! I need a proper one!

*Suddenly another Angel appears on Pyrrha's left shoulder, this one resembling Nora*

Mini Angel Nora: Yo yo yo, what's up. What's going on— OH DAMN LOOK AT THAT BUTT! DAAAAAMN! YOU KNOW YOU GOTTA SMACK THAT, PYR-PYR!

Pyrrha, face completely on fire: Oh my gosh, no!!!!!

Real Yang, walking up: Yo P money, are you okay?

Pyrrha: STOP TELLING ME TO SMACK HER BUTT, YANG!

Real Yang, wide eyes:........

Everyone in the weight room:............

Pyrrha, face matching her hair:..........

Real Yang:.....what?

Pyrrha, voice cracking: N-nothing Yang. I-Im sorry I yelled at you. I thought you were....n-never mind.

Blake, raising an eyebrow: Uh....what's going on over there?

Pyrrha, voice shaky: N-nothing. Nothing's happening Bellabooty— I MEAN BLAKE! N-nothing is happening!

Blake:.........

Pyrrha: I-I gotta go. B-bye. *Quickly leaves with a cherry red face*

Blake, slightly blushing:........Bellabooty? *Looks at butt* W-what?

#rwby #pyrrha nikos #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #nora valkyrie #purrha #pussy magnet #rwby rarepair #imagine your ship #imagine your otp

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svtmatokis · 4 years

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Matchmaker P5

Here is Matchmaker P5! What happens when there’s a misunderstanding?

Plot: You’re a small name model who is close friends with Joshua and Taehyung and just moved to Korea after signing with an agency. You’ve been a fan of BTS for as long as you could remember and biased Yoongi. Little did you know, despite not being well known, you had caught Yoongi’s eye a long time ago and now you guys get to meet. Even though the two of you become friends, Yoongi’s apparently too shy and you’re just apparently oblivious to his feelings. Will it take a push from Taehyung and the rest of his members for you two to finally get together or will Yoongi be able to do it on his own?

Words: 3458

Warnings: May contain swearing, slightly intimate touches and Im not sure….

Genre: flufff/ slight angst

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[HOT DEBUT] Seventeen’s Hoshi and Woozi have finally graced us with the music video that everyone has been anticipating since Pledis revealed a dance teaser featuring well known choreographer Yang Minyoung and her older sister Yang Y/N who is one of Pledis Entertainments newest signed models. Not much is known about Y/N and Minyoung but sources close to the agency say that Y/N and Minyoung were dancers since a young age and were even known as the Yang Sisters dance duo in the States prior to their move to Korea where the sisters split into their own career paths.

Hoshi and Woozi are set to make their first live performance on Show Champion this coming week and will only appear on Show Champion and Music Core as Seventeen’s comeback is set for three weeks after. It has been confirmed that the sisters will be appearing during their stage performances and can anyone blame them? The salsa hip-hop vibe we get off the song with their dance moves shows off their chemistry and trust with each other that cannot be duplicated with other partners. We are happy to say that we are looking forward to their first performance.

The boys of BTS watched your rehearsal on the Show Champion stage with Hoshi and Woozi after they finished their final sound check for their promotions and they were sure it wasn’t only them who had their jaw dropped to the floor once it was done.

“Holy shit the dance looked better than it did in the music video. How is that possible?!” Hoseok exclaimed as they went back to their dressing rooms to prepare for the show.

“Am I the only one who gets Angel and Devil vibes off of them? Like Y/N’s white dress and Minyoungs black one with Hoshi and Woozi wearing opposite colors. They really planned this out well.” RM said with a low whistle, “Perfection.”

“Yea, Y/N definitely looked like an angel didn’t she” Jin said nudging Yoongi with a wink as they entered the waiting room shocked to see a few trainees from Bit Hit waiting for them.

“What are you guys doing here?” Jungkook asked Hara who was one of the first to stand up once the boys entered the room.

“We came to support your goodbye stage” she said with a happy smile, “Where were you? I heard you guys had the first sound check.”

“We were watching Hoshi and Woozis sound check.” Jimin said and furrowed his eyebrows, “We didn’t hear anything about you guys coming from our managers.”

“It was supposed to be a surprise.” Hara said with a small shrug.

“More like she begged the staff to let her come and then the agency decided to let us all come.” one trainee who came to stand next to her added with a small smirk.

There was a look of disapproval from Yoongi and Taehyung as they heard what the trainee had said making them share a look.

“Are you guys going to be here the whole day?” Jimin asked and they all nodded.

“Well, have fun then.” Taehyung said putting his jacket on, “I have a small errand to run.”

“Where are you going?” Namjoon asked right away and Taehyung held up his wallet.

“Get flowers. Hoshi and Woozi aren’t the only ones who’ve worked hard today.” he responded and Yoongi’s along with Hoseok and Jins eyes widened.

“Oh he’s smart.” Yoongi muttered and took out his own wallet to give Taehyung some money. “Can you do me a favor?”

The two had a silent conversation with their eyes and Taehyung nodded. “I’ll get the best one.”

“Thanks man.” Yoongi said before making his way out of the dressing room himself, “I’ll be back before we have to go.”

“We’ll go with you Tae” Hoseok said as Jin nodded. “We want to get something for them too.”

The three then left the room leaving only Namjoon, Jimin and Jungkook with the trainees.

“Where are they going?” one trainee asked. They had never seen Yoongi leave so quickly before, even for a stage.

“He went to find a friend.” Namjoon responded knowing exactly where the rapper was headed, “Since there’s only a few of us here, do you guys want to get lunch?”

“Shouldn’t we wait for Yoongi?” Hara asked and Jungkook shook his head.

“He already said he’d be back before the stage so there’s no point in waiting up.” he said, “I’m starved, let’s go.”

The group made their way to the restaurant of choice and the trainees were happy to be bonding with the seniors who were left. It wasn’t often that Namjoon treated them out afterall.

“So I heard Y/N’s supposed to be performing tonight.” one trainee said excitedly.

“You know Y/N?” Jimin asked between bites and the trainee nodded.

“She and her sister were legends in my school back in the States. Y/N was the captain of the dance team and her legacy still carries on today. When she went into modeling, a lot of the dance team supported her by buying the magazines she featured in. I’m glad that she’s doing well.” the trainee said with a big smile, “I always looked up to her.”

“Did you see the music video that she and her sister were in with Woozi and Hoshi? It was like they were all made to dance with each other. Y/N and Woozi have so much chemistry its electrifying.” another trainee, “She’s so talented.”

Hara had to hold in her gag as all the trainees gushed about you and Minyoung. She couldn’t believe all the things she was hearing and didn’t believe them one bit. In her mind, it was only the editing of the music video that made you look good and she didn’t believe that you actually danced that well either. Though she had never seen you in your element, she already had this image in her mind of you that she was unwilling to let go of and with you in the way of her and Yoongi (which was non existent) she just plain hated you.

As the group walked back to the building, Hara decided to join Jimin and Jungkook on their coffee run with a few others at a local cafe.

“Oh my gosh, look at those two.” Jungkook said as they entered the cafe and low and behold, there was you and Yoongi sitting at one of the tables talking.

Hara turned her head and frowned, you and Yoongi were seated at the back corner with smiles on your faces obviously having a good conversation as something you had said made him laugh.

“Is that Y/N and Yoongi? They’re friends?” the trainee who looked up to you asked as Jimin nodded.

“Taehyung introduced us a while back actually. She’s a good friend to all of us.” he said after placing the coffee order.

“I’ve never seen Yoongi laugh like that before. They look so cute together.” she gushed as Jungkook snickered. “They aren’t together are they?”

“They have to be!” another trainee said, “Why else would Yoongi hang out with her? He rarely hangs out with anyone from the agency as is.”

“Don’t say things that aren’t true!” Hara said automatically anger evident in her voice making the trainees look at her weird.

“You seriously need to let go of that crush Hara. Yoongi’s out of your league.” the trainee who asked if you and Yoongi were together said, “Like really. You’ve tried to scare of everyone who's gotten close to him but I really think you need to lay off.”

Jungkook and Jimin looked at each other with raised eyebrows after the trainee had said exactly what was on their minds but slowly walked away once they got their drinks.

“It’s not like he’d date her.” Hara argued, “If anything he’s out of HER league.”

“Considering she already has a name in this world, I would say they’re pretty equal in those terms. Seriously Hara, it’s going to be a reason why you don’t debut. He doesn’t even talk to you so just let it go and let him be happy. Gosh you can be immature sometimes” the girl said with a huff before walking away leaving Hara seething in her place.

She looked at Yoongi who was resting his head in his hand as he listened to something you said, a content smile on his face. A content smile that was meant for you and not her. It wasn’t fair and she’d make sure you were out of Yoongi’s life no matter what it took.

After the performance, you, Minyoung, Hoshi and Woozi walked back into your dressing room and were shocked at the sight before you. There stood the members of BTS and the members of Seventeen who came to support you with various bouquets and gifts in their hands.

“What the…” Minyoung said as Dino handed her one of the bouquets, “What is this?” she asked in shock as various members handed you flowers as well.

“Hoshi and Woozi may get the publicity for this debut, but we wanted to acknowledge that you and Y/N also worked hard for this too and congratulate you.” Taehyung said as Yoongi walked up to you.

“Congrats on your first stage.” he said with a smile as you took the bouquet in your hands and couldn’t help but smell the flowers. “You guys were perfect.”

“Thank you” you said shyly as everyone broke into their little groups of conversation though there were various eyes on you and Yoongi.

The trainees from Big Hit weren’t allowed in the Seventeen waiting room since there were too many people so they stood by the door and watched everything that was going on.

“I’m sorry again about tomorrow.” Yoongi said quietly once the two of you were alone, “I’m just not sure how long it’ll take so it’s best if we reschedule.”

You could hear the apologetic tone in his voice and shook your head.

“Hey, it happens.” you said with a small smile, “Don’t worry about it. There’s always next time.”

“I’ll call you then kay?” he asked, “I heard that the guys want to take you out for dinner and my groups going to head back to the dorms.”

“Sounds good. I’ll see you around then.” you said with a hug before going to join your sister on the other side of the room.

The next day, you walked into Jihoons studio as he was working on a piece and even before greeting you he had to ask a question.

“I thought you were supposed to have a date with Yoongi today.”

You sat on the couch that he had in there and sighed, though you were okay with it the night before, it didn’t mean that you weren’t bummed out about it now.

“Something came up at the agency and he had to reschedule.” you said with a shrug, “It’s to be expected right?”

“I guess so…” Jihoon said still focussed on the song he was working on, “What are you doing here then?”

“Minyoungs out with Chan and Josh has has a schedule or something. Plus it’s been awhile since we’ve actually hung out.” you said watching Jihoon’s computer screen. “I kinda miss this.”

“You’ve been hanging out with Josh and Taehyung more since you got back. I figured it wasn’t going to be like it was a few years ago.” he mumbled, “But that was expected right?”

“Ji…” you said looking noticing the frown on the others face.

Before Taehyung, there was Jihoon. The two of you got close after Joshua had introduced you and during your time in Korea, you were one of the few people he let into his studio at any given time of day. Only Minyoung knew that you two had explored a romantic relationship briefly only to realize that the relationship you really had was compared to siblings and it was never spoken of again.

Jihoon was one of the few people you kept in contact with constantly and as the years went by, he became your biggest confidant as you were to him, more so than Joshua. He knew everything from your crush on Yoongi to the Hara situation and he even knew WHY you left your former agency and moved to Korea to pursue your career with someone you trusted. The only other person who knew that much detail was Minyoung who had been there to help you deal with it all but after that, despite being happy and bubbly most of the time, you had severe trust issues. Jihoon also knew that you knew who Hara was and why you were so afraid of her...he was the only one who knew.

After you moved back to Korea, there was a slight rift in your friendship since Taehyung entered and it wasn’t over jealousy. Jihoon still looked out for you and was worried about your friendships outside the agency and at one point voiced his opinion. It caused a small argument between you two and you barely spoke for almost a week till you both caved at the same time when he asked you to collaborate on the dance.

Despite working together during practice, you never really got to hang out one on one like you used to and you knew that it was overdue which was why when Yoongi cancelled on you the day before, you figured it would be the perfect opportunity to catch up like old times. You just hoped Jihoon would be as willing.

“You know I’m not upset right?” he asked after a while, “I just miss you...our friendship is all.”

“I’m sorry...ever since I got hung up on Yoongi I haven’t really been acting like a good friend..” you admitted and Jihoon shrugged.

“Who am I to get mad? Just because it didn’t work out between us doesn’t mean that it can’t work out between you two.” he said and paused what he was doing to look at you. “So....do you want to hang out today then?”

“Well it was kind of why I came here…” you said playing with your fingers, “Unless you’re busy.”

“I got time.” Jihoon said pulling away from his desk, “For you, I have time. Let’s go.”

“Start with coffee? I literally came here after I woke up hoping you’d be here too.” you said with a sheepish smile and Jihoon grinned.

“Sounds great, then we’ll go to the arcade like we used to or something.” he said and you agreed with him fully before getting up and following him out the door.

As the two of you approached the cafe you had chosen, something caught your attention and made you freeze in place. In turn, Jihoon who was behind you on his phone ran directly into your back.

“What the heck.” he said but noticed the stiffness in your body language and realized you were staring at something or rather someone.

He followed your gaze and there he saw at the back of the cafe was Yoongi in a booth with Hara. Hara seemed to have this wide grin on her face as Yoongi spoke and Jihoon scrunched his nose when he saw her lean over to ruffle his hair and what shocked him the most was that Yoongi didn’t do anything back.

“O-on second thought, maybe ice cream would be better.” you said quickly before turning around and walking in another direction without even checking if Jihoon would follow.

Jihoon looked between the place you were and the scene before him and took out his phone to snap a quick picture. He sent the photo to Minyoung telling her that you were currently with him and that he’d make sure you were okay and requested that she find out what happened. No matter what it was obvious Jihoon was going to side with you and your feelings and the last time he had seen you freeze like that was when you found out about the betrayal.

He then walked quickly to catch up with you right as you were getting lost in the crowd and the two of you walked towards the ice cream shop you used to go to years before.

Had he stayed any longer, he would’ve seen the glare Yoongi threw at Hara along with Jin, Jungkook and another trainee joining the two.

You and Jihoon walked along the river eating your ice cream and though you acted like you were okay, it was obvious to Jihoon you weren’t. He knew you hated talking about your feelings as much as he did so instead of prying, he opted to make sure you had enough fun that you would forget your current emotions.

“So arcade then dinner after?” he asked as he observed your sullen mood. You had yet to say anything outside of regular conversation since you left the ice cream shop and he could tell that what you saw affected you greatly.

When you didn’t respond, he gave you a side glance and let out a sigh at what he was about to do. He knew there was ONE thing that would get you out of this mood right away and despite not wanting to do it, it would be the only way for you to snap out of this daze.

He finished the rest of his icecream quickly and looked around and thanked the heavens that no one else was in this current area. He stopped in his tracks as you kept walking and took a deep breath.

“Nooooooonnnnaaaaaaa” he said in a whining baby voice.

That obviously made you stop and realize that he was no longer beside you.

“What the heck…” you said turning to look at him, “Ji-”

“Woozi wants to go to the arcade and spend the day with Nooooonaaa.” he said cutely giving you his best aegy. “Noona barely spends time with Woozi anymore and Woozi wants to spend more time with Noooona. Pleaaaaaseeeee.”

At this point, it was obvious Jihoon had succeeded his mission as you gave him the weirdest look you could ever give someone but eventually, you started giggling.

“Please stop. You know as cute as it is, it’s not you.” you said outright laughing now.

Jihoon let out a big breath and turned around to internally scream at himself before smiling at you. “I was hoping you wouldn’t make me continue.” he said, “Please...never make me do that again. I know it gets you out of your moods but…”

“You only do it for me. I know.” you said, letting out a sigh, “I’m sorry...I was just so lost in thought…”

“It’s fine, we don’t have to talk about it.” Jihoon interrupted with a smile, “Let’s just have some fun today okay? Like the old times.”

You smiled back at Jihoon and gave your good friend a hug which he returned almost instantly, “Like the old times.”

Meanwhile, BTS were walking out of the agency after their meeting and they were all happy that they were finally getting a break.

“So do you want to grab dinner with us after?” Jin asked Yoongi, “Or do you have plans?”

“Let me check in on something and I’ll get back to you.” Yoongi said taking out his phone and shooting you a quick text.

[4:45pm] Yoongs: Hey, we’re done our meeting...Do you have time to meet up right now?

Yoongi waited for your response and frowned when he didn’t get one.

[4:50pm] Yoongs: Y/N?

[4:52pm] Y/N: Busy tonight. I’ll text you some other time.

Yoongi hid the shock from your dismissive response well and looked at Jin, “I’ll join you guys for dinner...I heard a few of the guys are going back to their hometowns so it’ll be our last one as a group for a while…”

“Sounds good, let’s meet at the restaurant at six” Jin said and waved at Yoongi who was standing at the door of his studio.

[4:55pm] Yoongs: Is everything okay...?

It was obvious he was thrown off by your sudden coldness. He could feel it in the eight words you had sent him and he had to think if he had done anything wrong. Everything seemed fine the day before. You even had your nightly telephone calls right as he was going to bed and he knew you understood why he had to reschedule the date but he was going to ask you again when you were free.

“Whats going on with her?” he muttered to himself before locking himself in his studio before he had to meet everyone for dinner.

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