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lovdlydaz · 8 months

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how they react when they see you in your uniform

afab!reader, you play volleyball and you just got home from a game

warnings: nsfw, cunnilingus, praise, degradation, musk kink, man just a lot of sex ngl

a/n: i've been wanting to try drabbles for a while, but i'll come out with fics soon. it'll be drabbles when i'm unmotivated, and fics when i am. hope y'all are okay with that ♡.

oikawa

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when you came home off your bus, you weren’t expecting your boyfriend to be on the couch, watching your game on the T.V. he was drooling over the way those spandex hugged your ass and thighs so well, how your ponytail swayed as you went to pass the ball. your body rolled so fluidly, making his cock harden because of how good you played his sport. so, when you came into the room he jumped, then his pupils blew with lust. you were in those same spandex, just in a jacket. he stood up and grabbed you, taking you into your shared room and throwing you onto the bed. his cock was hard as fuck, those shorts he was wearing didn’t really hide much. “you looked so pretty out there babe, i'm sorry i couldn’t come watch you play but you did so good,” he praised you as he pounded into your seeping pussy, eyes rolled back into your head whenever his tip kissed your cervix. you were definitely enjoying yourself, and he kept praising you until he finished. however, when you were both in bed cuddling he would go into your ear and whisper "but i'm better." needless to say, he got a one-way ticket to the couch that night.

ushijima

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it was a rough day at practice today. your team had fucked up hard at one of the many national games y'all played, but yesterday wasn't that great. you had fucked up your serves multiple times, had hit the ball into the net god knows how many times, and your hits kept going out. it was horrendous how you barely got to touch a ball today, and your exhausted expression showed when you got home from your car. your lovely boyfriend, who just so happened to be doing his nightly workout, was in the middle of his 6 x 10 reps of pushups when you walked in. he continued to do them, a small 'hey' escaping his lips before he heard an exasperated sigh leave your lips. he heard stuff being thrown on the couch then a flop, quickly hoping up from his little corner in the living room and walking to you. though, when he was about to speak he stopped, seeing you all sweaty and still in your uniform. he felt his heart throb, or what he thought was his heart. but then, he looked down, seeing his rock hard cock and blushing. you opened your eyes to see your large boyfriend looming over you, then feeling something poke you. you looked down to see his even larger cock poking out from his shorts, making you blush as well. let's just say that your spandex, jersey, and entire body was covered in cum that night. and you didn't regret a thing. <3

bokuto

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see, you and bo had this sorta complicated relationship. sure you were the sub in bed but bokuto acted as a sort of sub top, whining and whimpering your name whenever he was balls deep inside your pussy. and today was the same as always. you had gotten home from practice, a tired sigh leaving your lips until your beefy boyfriend latched onto you like a leech to skin. "i'm so glad you're home baby! how was practice? did you do good??" he asked like a bright puppy, you could visibly see his tail wagging. you giggled and ran your fingers through his hair, nodding your head and smiling. "yes bo, i had a great practice. how have you been? did you have practice today?" you asked, but then you felt something poking you, and then you felt hungry eyes boring down onto you. koutarou had gone quiet, and he had gotten hard too. it was the way those spandex curved around your waist, your hips and thighs were squeezed through the flexible fabric. you were picked up by your legs and carried into the bedroom, thrown down like a ragdoll before the spandex were ripped off you. his face was shoved into your heat for hours, not letting up until you had passed out. when you did he got himself off from your passed out form, then cleaned you both up and went to bed. just so you know, you were wearing your jersey home almost every day after that. <3

daichi

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today was the day of the big game, the biggest of your season actually. so, you had gotten up bright and early to start your day. you took a shower and got dressed, yet your boyfriend who was your #1 supporter and best volleyball coach was there cooking in the kitchen for you. "hey babe, ready to go?" he asked, then he paused. you were sliding your jersey on, tucking it in your spandex and your thighs jiggled as you did so. "yeah, gimme a sec—" and now you were against the wall, getting your brains fucked out of you right before your game. "fuck babe... couldn't resist myself with those pretty thighs of yours..." he whispered into your ear, instantly making you orgasm. he wasn't short after, messing up your insides and causing white to leak from you. you didn't have time to get cleaned up, so when you both got into the car you could feel his cum leaking out of you, which made you blush. let's just say you had a great game, and an ever greater fuck when you got home.

kita

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you had had a great day today. your team was playing the best they ever had and it was visibly cheering you up. though, when you got home your boyfriend was cleaning the counter off, seeing your tired yet happy form walk into the house. "hello sweetheart, how was it?" he chirped happily, but his eyes were staring straight at your pretty legs and formidable ass. your uniform looked so pretty on you, and your bust was even tighter in that jersey. he finished wiping off the counter as you told him your day, pressing you into a kiss when you finished speaking. his hands travelled to your thighs and you whined, those were your most sensitive areas. the sex was on the couch, bodies pressed together as you both were feral for each other. kita more than you, but y'know. the sun came up, and you both weren't even close to done. <3

kuroo

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your multi-million dollar boyfriend wasn't able to make it to your game. he had tried so hard but he was so busy, yet you didn't mind it. you knew how much he loved you, he showed it to you every day. so, when you were driven home by your personal taxi driver which kuroo also so happened to get for you for your birthday last year, he was sitting in the T.V. room, streaming your game. you were the libero, and he was admiring the way your body moved so nicely to get the ball in the air. hearing you come in he jumped, but then chuckled when he realized it was you. "oh, hey babe," he sputtered with a deep voice, but then his eyes travelled. the way your hair stuck to your forehead, how tight that jersey was and how even tighter those spandex were. he couldn't control himself, and now you were on the bed in doggy position as he rammed his thick cock into your cervix. "this pussy grips around my cock so good... such a slutty player aren't you? wearing those tight ass spandex... fuck, baby you make me go insane..." he murmured all sorts of things to you before you both orgasmed at the same time, making it heavenly bliss for you especially. after that, he got you both cleaned up, but you passed out in his arms before you even touched the bathtub. <3

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yongbokkari · 9 months

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lovesickness ᝰ໋᳝݊ຳི

ᝰ pairing — bf!changbin x reader

ᝰ word count — 4k+

ᝰ warnings — small argument (again) 🫰🏻, mention of period, reader had a bad day, pet names of baby and darling and slight angst, pls let me know if there's more !!

a/n — @soobnny im finally done 🥹 hope you guys will enjoy this one !! i have mixed feelings about this one bleh bleh bleh but i cried so 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻 btw thank you so much for all the notes on my last seungmin post :(( u guys are so sweet i just want to put u guys in my pocket and carry u everywhere i go and cherish u everyday u guys have no idea how happy i get everytime i read ur notes :( <3

You brought out the leftovers from yesterday you had left to freeze to reheat them, stirring away so it would defrost faster. Your head was still terribly aching as hard as you tried to ignore it, in hopes that it would slowly go away.

The front door opened then, your boyfriend coming in after a visit to the gym. "Honey, I'm back~," He dragged out, his whiny voice instantly rising whenever he was with you. You just hummed, not putting it to mind to greet him in any sort, instead prodding the food harder since it wasn't budging to defrost faster.

"Honey, what are you making?" His voice became louder, and his steps closer until his hands were wrapped around you, his clingy side showing off. It had been a few days since you met since he had to stay at the dorms for a few practice sessions.

And you would've jumped up and down at the sight of him if it wasn't for the awful day you had and the pain going around in your head. The nauseous feeling you were getting wasn't helping either, only making your head ache even more.

"Just reheating yesterday's leftovers," You answered monotonously, shrugging off his arms so you could move to the fridge to take a few vegetables out to cook.

You loved his presence around you, you really did but now it just made you frustrated and annoyed that he wouldn't just leave you alone. You didn't want to meet his eyes, afraid that he would see the tension in you that you were trying so hard to contain inside.

"Are you okay? Did something happen honey, hm?" He asked, coming closer to you, but you continued to cook the vegetables silently, hoping he would get the message to just leave you alone. He didn’t and instead moving his head so he could see your face and was just all over you. You understood his need to help you feel better, but couldn’t you just have your space to yourself for a while?

“God, Changbin just- Can you just leave me alone? I clearly don’t want to talk about it, so can you just stop bothering me?” Your voice seemed to rise more as each word came out and you could see how startled he got at the sudden loudness after how quiet you were being. You stood there facing each other, waiting for him to reply. When it didn’t look like he would, you turned back towards the stove, continuing to stir.

After a while, you heard him say. “I didn’t have that blast of a day too, you know. You didn’t have to scream at me.” You heard the sound of his footsteps receding down the hallway, until finally there was the soft thud of your bedroom door.

You sighed. He was right, you definitely didn’t have to scream at him, so why did you? When the food was fully defrosted and the vegetables were cooked, you turned off the stove and slowly crouched down. Your head was hurting so much more, now that you had raised your voice like that. Guess that’s what you get for acting like an asshole.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid,” You muttered, your hands repeatedly hitting your pounding head. How were you going to make up for it this time? Do you pretend nothing happened? Yeah, you should probably try that. You’ll see whether he’ll talk to you, then you’ll see where to go from there.

You waited for a few minutes, assuming the time it would take for him to finish showering, as you arranged the plates on the table and served the food. 30 minutes passed. He should be settled down now, you thought to yourself as your braced yourself to enter your bedroom.

You pushed the door open, “Bin-ah?” You called out, looking for him, only to see him at his table with his laptop open. You entered the room a bit more, afraid to come too close to him in case he didn’t want to be close to you. “Bin-ah, let’s eat. I’ve finished setting up the table.”

You had smiled then, shamelessly hoping his heart would soften enough to forgive you, but it was to no use as he didn’t even look up to you as he replied. “I don’t feel like eating. You eat first.”

You couldn’t help the tug and heaviness you felt in your chest. “Oh, okay,” You answered, before exiting and closing the door. Why were there tears in your eyes? Why is the ache in your chest not going away? You clutched at it, breathing in and out, hoping it would go. Now the tears were flowing out. Why were they coming out?

Didn’t you deserve this treatment? After how yours was towards him?

You wiped the tears away and walked to the dining table to put the lids on the containers you used to put the food in. You put the rice back in the rice cooker, and the plates back into the shelf. Your appetite was gone now. Most of the meals you’ve had since you were with Changbin had been with him. It upset you to think that the reason he wasn’t eating was because of you.

You were thankful that you had agreed on your personal room where you could do your work, otherwise Changbin would have to face you. You went into the room, and sat at your table. You couldn’t think of any assignments you had that was due soon, but you managed to find one that was due not for another 3 weeks. But you would take anything to distract yourself from the pain that you simultaneously felt and caused.

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The clock showed 11:36. You were at your laptop working on your assignments for 5 hours. Partially, that is. Most of those hours were just you staring off into the distance wondering when Changbin would come and talk to you again.

You thought of whether it was fine for you to sleep in your bedroom. Would he leave and go sleep on the couch? You wouldn’t want him to. He always complained about his back hurting, plus it always felt strange to sleep without him in the room. But usually he would be asleep by the time, so you turned off your laptop and got up to check on him.

You opened the door to your bedroom slowly, peering inside, and true enough he was fast asleep. Changbin’s sleeping position varied on a daily basis. At times he would be sleeping on his stomach, sometimes on his right or left side, facing upwards, and sometimes in questionable positions you didn’t bother to ask about anymore. Tonight he was on his left side, facing away from your side of the bed. Was tonight’s position a random pick or did a certain event of the day lead him to it? Did he not want to look at you that badly?

You went to the kitchen to put the once again leftovers back into the fridge, but the table was empty, containers all washed, the sink clean of foams from the dish soap. Changbin always made sure to clean the kitchen before sleeping. You always told him to let you do it, but he had said you were already doing so much in the house, it was the least he could do. You divided your chores weekly, so in no way were you doing anything more than him. Your heart hurt thinking of what happened in the evening. What you did and said to the world’s sweetest boy.

You went into the bedroom’s bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. You sighed before getting under the blanket, careful not to pull too hard. While Changbin’s sleeping position varied, yours were always the same. You were always sleeping on your side on the right side of the bed. Unless he was hugging you. Then you would be facing him.

But tonight could be an exception. You were scared he really didn’t want to see you, so you didn’t sleep on your left side, and instead opted for facing upwards. Being able to see him from the corner of your eyes was enough, you think. They say beggars can’t be choosers.

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You woke up to the left side of the bed empty. You and Changbin loved to sleep in, sometimes even until 3 pm, when both of you were too tired to care about your grumbling stomach, content with each other's company.

That day, Changbin chose to wake up early that day. Was it another random choice or a careful pick?

You heard the sound of pans clattering in the kitchen. You rarely ever ate breakfast. You wished you had. Then you would have a reason to go talk to Changbin. When did you ever need a reason to talk to your boyfriend? Right. Since you decided to be a prick yesterday. You rubbed your face, sighing.

You got up and out of the room and into the kitchen, the view of your boyfriend washing the dishes coming into view. He was wearing his usual gym clothes. It was only 12 pm, was he already going out?

"Oh you're awake," Changbin said, looking up to you for a second before returning his attention back to the dishes. When he was done, he patted his hands on his pants to dry them. "I'm going to the dorm. Chan hyung asked me to come over to help him with something. Then I'm going straight to the gym," He said, before meeting eyes with you. "Do you want to eat anything? I can make something for you."

"No, it's fine, I'm not hungry," You said. Your stomach was hurting, and your headache from yesterday was still there, so you couldn't really focus on your hunger.

Changbin hummed, before making his way past you, and into the room. You made your way to the couch, arranging the papers you were working on yesterday at the table before cooking, but had forgotten to tidy up before going to sleep.

You heard Changbin's steps shuffling throughout the corridor, before finally he came out with his backpack he brought his spare clothes in.

"Chan hyung is probably asking for my help with some tracks, so we'll probably continue after coming back from the gym. You don't have to wait for me to come home. Knowing Chan hyung he's definitely working on the tracks till past midnight. I don't really want him to have to work alone."

You hummed, nodding. Your eyes met for a few seconds, not saying anything. Was he still mad at you? Should you apologize now? Would he accept your apology?

Before you had the chance to sort your thoughts, he came over and planted a kiss on your cheek. "See you," He said, to which you responded the same. Your eyes followed him moving to the front door, before finally getting out of the house, the door closing.

Should you have run after him? Ask him to forgive you and to please stop acting like a stranger? To please hug you like he would always do before he went anywhere without you? Would you be considered clingy if you pleaded for him to hold your face and kiss you so he could make you feel better the way only he could?

There you go again being selfish. It was always for you. Never for him. Then you wonder why he was acting so cold towards you?

You sighed, laying down sideways on the couch. You clutched your stomach, your stomach ache suddenly getting worse. You checked your period tracker, and sure enough the app predicted for your period to come today. Today, of all days?

You went to the bathroom to put on a pad so you wouldn’t bleed out, then sat on the couch once again to continue your work.

You hoped Changbin wouldn’t stay there for too long. Did he have enough for breakfast? You were the one who usually makes breakfast since his cooking skills were limited to frying eggs and making toasts. Should you cook some food and send it to their dorm, or would that cross his boundaries? Though looking at your condition, you weren’t sure if you could even dress up without having the urge to crouch down from the pain every 5 minutes.

Hopefully he had enough this morning. You wouldn’t want him to get a stomach ache too. Another thing you were hoping was to be able to finish your work, but could you even with Changbin constantly on your mind?

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Changbin turned on his phone to see ‘1:30’ flashing on his phone. Did they really work on the songs for that long? He rolled his shoulders that were hurting from sitting slouched on the chair for too long. He pocketed out his keys, before unlocking the front door to your house.

“I’m home,” He mumbled, a habit of his, though he wished you wouldn’t be there to answer him because why would you be awake at that time? Thankfully you weren’t there to welcome him, but rather sleeping on the couch with your laptop propped open on the table.

He arranged his shoes on the rack then quickly put his bag aside to tend to you. “Why are you sleeping here,” He muttered to himself, saving your work, then shutting down your laptop. He looked at you and sighed. “How many times do I have to tell her to take her spectacles off before sleeping? Then tomorrow she’ll wake up complaining about it being crooked,” He muttered smiling to himself, before moving to take your spectacles off of you but then stopped.

His fingers that were in touch with your temples could feel your slightly warmer skin. Were you having a fever? He felt the temperature of your forehead with the back of his hand and you were definitely warmer than you usually were.

“Y/n. Y/n, wake up,” He shook your arm slightly until you slowly stirred awake. “Y/n, hey wake up. Are you having a fever?”

“Hm? Oh, you’re back? I slept? Ah, I’m not even done with my work yet,” You said, all the while he was worrying about your condition. As you tried to sit up, your head started to pound, making you grunt and immediately laying your head down onto the couch again.

“Y/n, are you having a fever? Have you taken any medicine?” He asked, more worried now that you were experiencing more pain.

“I’m not sure, my body’s just a little warm. I tried-” You paused, your headache making you pant, causing you to not be able to talk properly. “I tried searching for the medicine in the drawers, but I couldn’t find any. I think we ran out of them.”

Changbin sighed. “I thought I told you that I keep the spare medicine in the cabinet beside the fridge since they couldn’t fit the drawer.” He got up to get the medicine. He noticed that no food was on the table, so you definitely haven’t had any meals yet. He took out the leftovers from yesterday and quickly reheated them.

He came to your side on the couch once again with a plate full of food. He set down a glass of water and a packet of pills on the table. He scooped up some rice and meat and blowed on it before setting the spoon in front of you, ready to feed you. You were too tired to refuse him feeding you , so you opened your mouth welcoming the food.

You took the packet of pills, but Changbin quickly took it away from you, putting it back on the table. “You haven’t had anything today, so you need to eat more before you can take the pill. If not, you’ll get a stomach ache. Have your period started?” You nodded, muttering 'Just today,'. “Ah, then it’ll definitely hurt more if you take the pill now.” He offered you a spoonful of rice again.

You continued to consume two more spoons of rice, before Changbin finally handed you a pill and the glass of water. As soon as you chugged it down, Changbin was already holding a spoonful of food again.

“Why didn’t you eat? Do I always have to remind you to take your meals?” He sighed. As he was about to feed you another, you stopped him, shaking your head. Your appetite was nowhere to be found and you wished you could just sleep now. He clicked his tongue. “Come on, just finish this plate.”

Were you troubling him? He must be tired. He had been sighing non-stop since he came back. Ah, why didn’t you sleep in the room? Why did you have to sleep on the couch? He had a long day, and now this?

Your throat felt constricted by the second, your guilt rising. Your tears were forming. No, Y/n you can’t cry now. Why are you crying? Come on, come on don’t cry, please, not now, not in front of Changbin, Don’t trouble him more.

As you ate another spoonful, you looked away as you felt your tears were threatening to spill out.

“Why, what happened?” Changbin asked, his voice laced with concern.

You quickly turned back towards him, shaking your head. “No it’s nothing,” You cleared your throat. As you continued to chew, it slowly became more difficult to swallow. You felt the tears you were fighting so hard before roll down your cheeks. You saw Changbin looking more worried. “No, it’s nothing. My head is just hurting too much,” You chuckled, attempting to lighten the situation.

You sat there wiping your tears, before Changbin pulled you into a hug. “No, I swear it’s- It’s nothing. My head is just hurting, it’s fine.”

You sat there forcefully trying to stop the tears, before slowly Changbin brought his hand up to caress your head.

“Does it hurt a lot? Is my baby hurting?” His voice was so gentle, so afraid to break you more, that it ended doing just that as your heart broke more from how loving he was being.

His hold was too warm, that it made your tears spill out more and more, even when you try to stop them. Changbin had a knack for making people’s walls break down, and that night was no different. “It does. It hurts so much. I’m so sorry Bin, I’m so sorry,” Your voice came out in choked gasps.

“You don’t have to apologize darling, it’s fine. I’ll take care of you. The pain will be gone in no time, hm?” One of his hands never stopped caressing your head, the other massaging the back of your neck as he knew how strained it gets when you’re crying.

“No, I’m sorry Bin, for everything. I- I’ve troubled you so much. Yesterday I snapped at you and- and now this. I’m so sorry for being such a nuisance to you. Please don’t hate me,” You grip on his shirt tightened, your shoulders heaving up and down from how hard you were crying.

“Hey, Y/n come on. Don’t say that,” He pulled you away to look at your face, wiping your tears away. “How could you say that baby? I would never hate you. Hearing you say that breaks my heart. I was also acting stupid. I- Some of my friends were just talking about how I was too lenient with people I love that I’ll end up getting stepped on, and you know I want to take care of myself better. But- God, why did I ever think you would do that to me? I’m so sorry baby,” His words came out hurriedly, and once again he pulled you into a hug.

“I was being such a dick baby, I’m so sorry. Here, just hit me, come on.” He took your hand and began to hit his head with it and quickly you shook your head pulling away. “Please don’t cry. I can’t believe I’m making you cry, I’m so sorry baby.” This time it was you who pulled away, taking his face in your hand.

“No, you know I always want you to take care of yourself, please don’t ever forget to just because of me,” You caressed his cheek, your heart breaking from how his lips were frowning. “I’m so sorry for raising my voice at you, you didn’t deserve that. I’ll never do that again, I promise.”

“And I promise I’ll never act cold towards you again baby, not once. God, I’m so sorry.” You hugged again, for how long you weren’t sure but you were more than happy to make up for the time lost without being able to cling onto him.

After a while, he slowly pulled away. “You just have to finish this plate okay? There’s just a little more, you can finish it baby,” His hand was holding yours, his thumb caressing the back of it. You nodded. He continued to feed you until the last spoon. “You wait here, okay? I’ll go wash the plate then I’ll fill a bottle with water for you to drink in bed, okay?” He got up and kissed your forehead before moving to the kitchen. Your head was pounding a bit more, so you laid your head on the headrest.

Immediately after he came back, he took your hand to slowly lead you into the bedroom. He got out of the bedroom for a while before coming back in with a fever cooling patch in hand which he gently stick onto your forehead. He put your hair up into a bun so your hair wouldn’t stick to your neck from the sweat. Though a bit messy, the gesture didn’t fail to make your heart light up. He made sure you didn’t sleep with the blanket so heat from inside of your body could come out. He didn’t too, so you wouldn’t have to face the coolness of the night alone, but he made up for it by cuddling.

You laid in silence, afraid to break it. Were you okay now? Could you finally hug and kiss him all you want now? Would he continue calling you his favourite pet names for you?

“Y/n,” He suddenly interrupted the silence. “I really am sorry. I don’t know why or how I could even think of treating you like that. I hope you can find it in you to forgive me.”

“It’s fine, Bin. I always want you to think of yourself first. I’m happy when you do. It’s my fault for letting my temper get the best of me. I was having a bad day, and my period was on the way, but still, that’s no excuse for treating you like that. I promise I’ll work on it.”

“You know you can talk to me whenever you’re not feeling well, right?” You hummed in response. “Good… Let’s never do that again, okay? I couldn’t really focus on doing anything when all I could think about was the next time I could finally kiss you again.” You chuckled and looked up.

“Well now is a great time for that,” You smiled, and as he leaned into you, it finally dawned on you. You stopped him with your palm on his lips. “Wait, no! I’m having a fever, we can’t kiss! We shouldn’t even be sleeping so close, you’ll get infected!” You tried to push him away, but he only pulled you closer, putting his strength to use.

“Then you’ll take care of me won’t you?” He grinned, coming closer, kissing all over your face.

You slept that night in the arms of each other. You stayed in bed until evening, even when both of you were awake, just to be able to stay close together. The next day, you temperature slowly lowered, unlike Changbin’s. You had nagged him, telling him how you had told him to not be too close to you. But you didn’t mind having to take care of him. At this point, you’d do anything for him. For your heart, your love, your everything.

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thecanadianweeb · 9 months

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Barbie Movie Review (TW: Spoilers!)

So I saw the barbie movie yesterday with my GF and her mother too.

Since people were wearing pink to the movie, i wore my pink Y2K tracksuit that my aunt got at a flea market for me. My gf wore a pink dress with a leather jacket. My tracksuit totally fit the vibe! Anyways my theater was full of gays, including us.

So the movie starts really wholesome, with feminism as it's motto... until barbie starts having an existential crisis. Then she goes to the weird barbie, the black sheep of barbieland. The weird barbie tells her that whoever is playing with her at the moment is causing the crisis. Then she goes to the real world and ken is the tag-along (man) child.

In the real world, barbie meets Barbra Handler while sitting on a bench, while trying to regain memories of who was playing with her.

she finds out that it was a high-schooler named Sasha. she goes up to find her, while ken starts getting into conservative politics.

Eventually, Mattel themselves finds out that barbie has escaped her world and ended up in the human realm. they then send out agents to get her because it could have serious consequences on both worlds.

Barbie soon finds Sasha, but then gets roasted by her because she hates barbies due to unrealistic (body) standards. Barbie sits down on the curb of the school and cries until Mattel's agents find her. Barbie is kinda happy to see them because she's always wanted to see what some of her creators have done. Meanwhile, Gloria, Sasha's mom is picking her up when she sees barbie getting picked up by Mattel but is too late.

When barbie is at Mattel headquarters, she explores the building and goes to the CEO's office. They then put her in a box that nearly kidnaps her, so she makes a run for it while the agents chase after her! Meanwhile, Ken is going back to barbieland with his new political agenda.

While running away from the Agents, Barbie runs into Ruth Handler, The mother/creator of Barbie itself! She tells barbie a secret escape method and it works! Barbie then meets Gloria and her daughter. They stare for a bit with a lot of queer-coded Sapphic tension. Then barbie flops into the car due to the agents catching up. Which cues a car chase scene!

in this car chase scene, Gloria and barbie talk about their problems and find out that SHE's the one that's messing with her life. Gloria also talks about her male partner is all by himself, practicing his spanish on duolingo. eventually they get away from the agents safely, and barbie takes the two newfound friends back to barbieland, which has now been turned into kendom. Barbie is obviously unhappy, because her friends have been turned into sex slaves with maid outfits! (Weird, right?) The constitution was also about to be changed too!

Barbie then becomes incredibly depressed and goes to the only refuge left: Weird Barbie's house! the other barbies which weren't brainwashed were staying there for safety as well. Then there's a narration stating that Margot Robbie probably wasn't the best actress for this scene, because ya know.

The Mattel agents realize that changes have aleady been made to both worlds and send the agents into barbieland to stop it as well!

Then there's an actual commercial for a depressed barbie doll, which is super funny. but also kinda sad.

Gloria and Sasha decide to go back to the real world, but ken has issued the construction of a Donald Trump-esque wall! And what's worse, Someone hitched a ride on the pair's Car! Turns out that it was just Allan, and he's actually a nice guy trying to escape the conservative government. Then out of nowhere, He literally jumps out and punches the Construction workers, serving as a distraction!

Gloria and Sasha have an "Oh Sh*t, we gotta help her" moment and go back to help save Barbieland! they end up finding her in the strange Barbie's house. And Gloria gives an inspiring speech about life and it's hardships. She's also wearing a shirt with the Lesbian flag colors on it!

Eventually, the refugee barbies and Gloria come up with a plan to undo the ken Regime (that's what I'm gonna call it) and bring order back.

this plan includes cheating on all of the other ken dolls and making them fight against each other, lord of the flies style.

it ends up working and everything is back to normal. when the kens come back from a homoerotic lord of the flies battle, they see that their changes have been undone and are upset. Ken tries to seduce barbie, but she ignores it bc they are both gay in denial or possibly bi/aro, etc. the girls then tell the kens that they are enough if they stop being stupid and actually be supportive for once.

Then the agents meet up and talk to barbie saying that's she's the hero and deserves a happy ending with ken. Barbie disagrees, saying that she doesn't know who or what she wants to be. Then Ruth comes back and tell her about how she was her actual mother and it's up to her to decide her destiny in an inspiring speech. Barbie then decides to stay in the real world and it's unclear if the portal was left closed or open. Same thing with ken and barbie being gay. All it shows in the end is barbie asking if she's celibate, which is a recurring joke in the film.

I think since it has an ambiguous ending, barbie might actually be in a poly relationship with Gloria and her partner.

Anyways, TLDR, Barbie has an existential crisis, gains a girlfriend (Both ways ig) and discovers herself.

If you are a Parent, don't bring your children to this movie unless they can handle mature topics or you are willing to explain stuff. it is rated PG-13 in my country, however. Other than that, A great movie! (unless you have mommy issues)

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ivyprism · 2 months

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Be Strong, Don't Give Up (Dawn x Reader)

Warnings: Writing, reader x canon character, meet cute, etc.

"Be strong, don't give up." The voice resonated across the silence. You stiffen up as you try to find the skeleton you've been seeing in your dreams. He stood across from you, his golden eyes gleaming softly in the misty surroundings. He hums and tilts your face. He checks you over with a calculated eye. His wings move softly. "You're a lot stronger than you think," he simply states before withdrawing his hand.

Your eyes widen as you call out, but then he fades into the mist.

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You awaken with a start, your hand still stretched out. You sigh and massage your eyes as you relax. You've had that dream a lot lately since you're stressed and fatigued. You sigh as you slowly begin to stand up. You go to the restroom and look at yourself in the mirror. You start preparing for another day. You just pray it isn't Hell like yesterday.

You slip on your shoes as you step out with anything you need to survive your day.

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Your eye twitches as the third Karen of the day passes by. You sigh and step back for a few seconds. You've been receiving the worst customers, and it was beginning to worry you out.

"Hey, you good?" Polyantha, one of your coworkers, spoke out. She was one of the reasons you made it through the past few days. "Judging by your expression, you've got another nightmare customer." Polyantha walks up and lightly pats your back.

"How do you do it?" You sigh to her, and she hums. She taps her chin before pulling you in closer.

"Well, I personally take a few minutes to practice mindfulness, but that's my approach. Maybe you should try it." Polyantha encourages before returning to the floor. You sighed and took a long breath. You take a few more before you steel yourself, you've got this.

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You were checking out another customer when you noticed someone familiar out of the corner of your eye. You straighten up straight as a quartet of skeletons enter.

You try to concentrate on the skeletons that just strolled in. You make out a skeleton wearing black clothing with a bunch of places to put weapons. He seemed to have a scar on his right eye. Next to him were two taller skeletons who seemed like identical twins. One had wings and wore a plain black top and leather pants; he had a scar on the edge of his left eye, while the other dressed in an outfit you'd expect a biker to wear, with a jagged scar on the right eye.

But the one that attracts your attention is the one that comes literally straight from your dreams. He wore a v-cut shirt that showed off his ribs, he had the same gold spots as in your dream, gloves, golden wings, and a massive scar on his right eye. You couldn't take your gaze away from him for a moment. But your customer called your attention back to them and you finished checking them out.

"Yo, you okay?" Polyantha inquired as you briefly pulled your gaze away from the skeleton you'd seen in your dreams. "You've been staring for like five minutes." Polyantha hums, and you swiftly nod. You must concentrate on your work, dang it. Stop looking at that attractive skeleton.

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It felt as if the gods were holding your life in their hands as you shakily held the pen and paper in your fingers. You were serving the four skeletons that came in. You could feel the skeleton of your dreams' gaze on you.

"Hello," you say, looking between the four skeletons. "I'll be your server for tonight, what would you like to drink?" You inquire as you lay up the menus for each of the skeletons. A closer look at the four skeletons revealed that they were all extraordinarily unjustly gorgeous. The skeletons glanced at each other, but the skeleton of your dreams' eyes did not leave you.

"Well, we'll start with wa-" The skeleton with the belt begins.

"Wine." You jump as the skeleton from your dreams is interrupted by the weapon belt's voice. As you looked at him, his gaze remained fixed on you. You lock eyes and swiftly avert them. "I'd like some wine." The skeleton groaned and reclined back in his seat, finally shifting his focus away from you. The other skeletons exchange glances before starting to converse amongst themselves. You receive the other drink orders.

"I'll be right back with your waters, okay?" You smile before you walk away. You feel your face burning up as Polyantha smirks at you. You know that smirk as she leans on her palm. Of course, she lightly teases you as you go about your night.

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As you eventually finish checking them out, you learn the names of all the skeletons: Disaris (the belt weapon), Lychnus (the black t-shirt and leather pants one), Obitus (the jagged scarred one), and, of course, Dawn, the skeleton of your dreams. Dawn is the final skeleton visible as they all leave. He was staring at you and sighed. And, as if he knew you were having a bad day by your tired expression, he crosses his arms.

"Be strong, don't give up." Dawn hummed out. You tighten up, and your gaze immediately shifts to him. Your eyes were wide as saucers. You open your mouth and nothing comes out. "You're a lot stronger than you think." Dawn whispers one final time before placing something on the counter; you accept the paper as he goes away. You open it, and...

The note read, "See you in my dreams. - Dawn," and also included a phone number. You felt your cheeks burning up. Oh, my God, you just found out the number of the skeleton you've been seeing in your dreams.

Maybe you'll give him a call later today...? Who knows.

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@miscneilleaneous @owl-bones @donexmiras @didderd @caycanteven

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euphoricimagination · 8 months

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Summary: The All Japan Youth Training Camp comes to an end, which leads to amazing friendships and the eventful reunion with your boyfriend. The Nationals arrived after a short Christmas celebration, and so did your first match.

Kenma x reader; Haikyuu x reader

Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15

From the beginning

The first thing that the guys did the next morning was another practice match. You see Atsumu serving with his jump float, however it looks different than usual, softer almost. After Atsumu receives a ball, the last hit is tossed to Hoshiumi, who jumps even higher than when you first saw him play, sending the ball to the end line.

“You DID get better Hoshiumi! That jump was higher than before!” you exclaim

“I know! I told you, you will be surprised!”

“Oh sorry, I interrupted” you look at the coaches

“It’s alright, that’s why you're here after all. Something else you want to say?”

“Ehh…Eikichi-kun, is that really how high you can reach? Cause personally, I think you can reach higher, you’re tall yet your jumps are quite low, not as they could be”

“But this is how I spike the best…”

“But imagine how powerful and cool it would be if you get used to hitting the ball a little higher while being left handed. Can you try to do it for a few plays?” you ask using your best convincing tone

“S-sure it doesn’t hurt to try. It does sounds cool after all” he blushes

“Yay! Tobio-kun, you got it?” you call the young boy while going back to the coaches

“Yes, Yn-san, I’ll take care of it”

“I’m surprised that you were able to convince a spiker to try something new, usually they prefer to go with what’s easier for them” a coach says once the game resumes

“They are still teenagers, it's easy to convince them once you tell them how powerful or cool something can be. And being a girl helps a lot, specially since most here don't know me that much”

“Really clever, I must say”

In the evening the guys are doing their cool down stretches after more practice while you go around passing bottles to some of them when you notice Atsumu talking to Kageyama

“In the training camp I didn’t really pay attention to yer school, ya were good, but yer teammates weren’t; plus, I cared more about Chibi-chan, so I thought ya would be a difficult person here, but it turns out ye’re actually just a Goody Two shoes”

“Eh?!”

“Tsumu, what are you doing?” you call him, making him shiver a little

“Just talking to Tobio-kun here”

“Really? It didn't sound like a nice talk. Can you not be a cocky bastard for like a day?”

“I’m not cocky!”

“Yes, you are. Sorry Tobio-kun, he can get annoying” you take Atsumu by the wrist, walking away “you know that I don’t have a problem with you being cocky, you have the talents to be, but don’t ruin your reputation so fast”

“I’m sorry chibi-chan, but ya just said that ya like me being cocky”

“No, I don’t like it, but I get it, as long as you never treat me or the people that I care about bad, I can live with it”

“I would never, I love ya too much. Plus ye’re terrifying when ye’re angry”

“Thanks, were you holding back with the jump float served?”

“What are ya talking about chibi-chan? Like I’m the one to hold back” says with a knowing smirk, however he lowers and whispers to your ear “we need to surprise our future opponents, don’t we?”

“Look at you, using your brain on your own for once, well done”

“Rude. Let’s go to eat”

“Sure, let me do something first” you go to where Sakusa is “Sakusa-kun! Did you watch the match between Karasuno and Shiratorizawa?”

“Not yet”

“Good, then here, I watched it yesterday and took some notes, I thought you will like to have some information about them” you give him the notebook where your notes were

“Why did you do this?” He says surprised, taking them

“The notes? Well, you got me curious about the match. Plus both of us like to be careful about other teams, so why not help you?”

“I see…thank you” he smiles at you

“Of course, we’re gonna go now. I’m sure you will, but eat a good meal”

“I will” he pauses looking a little conflicted as you turn around with Atsumu “Yn-chan?”

“Yeah?” you turn around

“Can…can you give me a massage later? My shoulder still hurts” he looks to the other side, blush appearing in his cheeks

“Of course, you don’t mind me touching you, do you?”

“No, I trust you the most out of everyone here” he looks at you, blush deepening when he saw your smile

“Oi, Omi-kun! Dontcha dare to flirt with her, she’s dating!” Atsumu squints his eyes at the boy

“I know, the blonde dude from Nekoma, right?” he asks you, making you nod “that doesn’t mean I trust her any less with this”

“I’ll help you out, don’t worry Omi-kun. Let’s go Tsum” you push the fake blonde away so he doesn’t end up in a fight, going to the cafeteria

“Do ya trust him to be alone with him? Ya want me there with ya?” Atsumu asks, worry in his voice

“He is not going to do anything, Tsum, he’s very gentle”

“Alright…anyways, will ya give us the notes too?” Atsumu passes an arm through your shoulders

“Of course, I may be in Nekoma now, but half of my heart is still in Inarizaki”

“We miss ya too” he gives you a loving kiss at the temple. Unless they play against your cats, you’re going to help them as much as you can. It's the least that you can do to the first ones that love you and help you.

The week passes fast and before you notice, the last day of the training camp is here. Thanks to the coaches, who gave you a lot of freedom to say and do whatever you wanted, you became closer to the rest of the players due to all the feedback that you gave them; especially with Sakusa, ever since you gave him the massage he gained a whole lot more trust in you, becoming the closest one outside Atsumu.

Now the guys are playing a match where the players switch their normal positions, Atsumu being the libero, Hoshiumi the setter and Kageyama the wing spiker. Kageyama spikes one of Hoshiumi’s sets and scores past a double block attempt.

“Well done Tobio-kun”

“Thanks Yn-san” says bowing eagerly

“Yn-chan, how was my set?” Hoshiumi asks excitedly

“Pretty good, you’re a good setter too”

“Yay!” In the next rally Hoshiumi sends a set to Sakusa, however he hesitates before hitting it even though he marks a point.

“You doubted my set didn’t you?!” Hoshiumi screams at him

“I just wanted to be certain of it” says Sakusa monotone

“But Yn-chan said my sets are good, you don’t trust her?!”

“I do, but I just wanted to be sure”

While doing their cool-down stretches, you once again see Atsumu going to Kageyama, and considering how he can be, you decided to approach just to make sure he didn’t go too far with provocations.

“…Someone who can’t hit my sets just sucks. You should be a spiker, you seem tense playing as a setter”

“Maybe he’s like that because of what you told him, you idiot” you plop onto his back, barely making him flinch as Kageyama nods

“But I’m a setter”

“I know, I know” Atsumu stands up, making sure to grab you so you didn’t fall from his back

“Miya-san what does Goody Two shoes mean?”

“Exactly what it sounds, you’re a serious, honest and all-around good person”

“In a way I do agree with Tsumu, strangely” you say, making the blonde whine “You’re really good at adapting with your team, but are you sure that’s all they can do?”

A little later, after everyone had eaten a proper meal, the coaches called all of the players to say a goodbye speech.

“I want to congratulate all of you for being able to play in such a new environment. This camp was planned as a way to get all of you started on their youth activities and to help you figure things out and show you that there’s always room for improvement. In that same note I want to congratulate you Yn-chan, watching you help everyone here really set my mind of how good of a coach you can be, I’m sure all of the players appreciated your help”

Everyone says thank you to the coach before going to take their things out of the dorms. You go outside with your backpack, seeing Kageyama there tying his shoe.

“Tobio-kun, do you need help going to the station?”

“I don’t think so, is Kozume-san coming to walk with you?”

“No, Tsumu wanted to walk with me to say hi to my family, so I told Kenma to wait in his house” you clarify

“Ah I see”

“Bye Kageyama! Bye chibi-chan!” says Komori when he goes out, high fiving you. Sakusa follows behind, staring down at Kageyama

“Bye Komori-kun! Bye Omi!” you say

“See you soon, chibi-chan” Sakusa rubs your hair while passing by your side. Hoshiumi also goes out nodding at Kageyama and giving you a hi-5 before leaving.

“See ya at the Nationals, Tobio-kun” Atsumu with a little cocky grin, however his demeanor changes when he sees you with your eyebrow raised “Let’s go chibi-chan, it's late”

“See you Tobio-kun, say hi to Shoyo for me, please”

“I will” he says as you two leave the gym, walking towards the station

“Hey, isn’t that the hoodie that Suna gave ya?” Atsumu asks when you are walking

“Yeah, it’s really warm and it reminds me of all of you, I used to steal everyone’s jacket at one point”

“Oh yeah, I remember how flustered ya made Samu when ya wore his” Atsumu laughs

“You’re acting like you weren’t red as a tomato when you saw me on yours, I have proof “

“Well, it’s not my fault! It’s not the most normal thing to do here in Japan”

“I don’t even know if it’s normal in my country, it’s just a me trait. That’s my house”

“Then I’ll bring one of my hoodies when we come for the Nationals” he hugs you, putting his chin on your head “ya looked cool in the training camp”

“Huh?”

“Giving feedback to everyone so they could be better, or explaining stuff to us. Sometimes ya look more like a coach than the coaches did”

“Thanks, Tsum” you nuzzle your head in his chest, him caressing your head “go and say hi to my family, you’re going to miss the train if you don’t go soon”

You went into your house so Atsumu could talk with your mom and brother, you sitting next to him since he didn’t want to let go. When Atsumu leaves you go to Kenma’s house, entering with the spare key that you had to not interrupt anyone. You enter his room only to find him sitting in his computer talking to the headset, extremely concentrated while playing an online game. You go and hug his back, making him jump a little before looking behind him.

“Sorry” you mutter quietly

“I have to go, sorry” says into the mic, turning everything off immediately as he turns the chair around and pulls you into his lap “Hi”

“Hi” you chuckle, nuzzling into his neck “missed me much?”

“No…” says, yet his arms pull you tighter

“Oh really? Then you won't mind me going to Tetsu’s house to tell him about the camp. He seemed excited about it”

“No… I had to survive with Lev and Kuro alone”

“Poor you, you had to talk to your teammate and best friend” you earn a glare “I’m kidding, pretty boy. Did I miss something important?”

“Not really, we did the usual stuff. Everyone seemed a little off though, I guess they all got used to having you and your snarky comments around” he smiles playing with your hair

“It was weird for me too, everyone was…too good, it was strange not having someone like Lev”

“Why only Lev?” He squints his eyes

“Because Lev still has some problems playing? Don’t worry though, I missed more the kitty that claims to hate affection and people, yet always wants me around and let’s me hold him” you kiss his cheek, making him blush a little “I’m going to lay down for a while, you can keep play-”

“Let’s go” he takes your hand to take you to his bed. Once you lay down, he immediately lays in your chest, holding you tightly as he nuzzles into you “how was the camp?”

“Quite fun actually, there were only 20 people and I knew 6, so I didn’t feel as anxious as I normally would when interacting with them, and having Tsumu there made it a lot easier. The coaches were really nice too, they let me interrupt as much as I wanted, so I ended up talking and helping them a lot an-what?”

“Nothing” he says when you notice that he was looking at you with extremely soft eyes, making you blush and get shy. He moves up a little so you were face to face, taking your cheek and kissing you deeply while his other hand was under your t-shirt, touching your waist. Your hands went to his neck almost immediately, pulling him closer. Your foreheads connect when you stop, gaining your breath back “I’m glad that you had fun, but I really missed you a lot”

“I missed you too, your presence relaxes me” you give him a quick peck “You know, it baffles me sometimes that we met this year, our relationship isn’t even a year old, yet it feels so…natural”

“Do you believe in fate?” he lays down again, his face on your neck

“Huh?”

“Cause I do now, there’s no other logical explanation for us”

“And here I was all my life refusing to believe in soulmates, fate or destiny. But I’m not complaining, I got an amazing boyfriend…God, I’m tired, I want to sleep”

“Then sleep” he rolls to the side, putting your head on his chest while he passes his arms around, taking his PSP out

“…you’re quite the hypocrite, but fine, love you”

“Love you too love” he kiss the top of your head, smiling into your hair

Today’s Christmas eve, so Kenma, Kuroo and you were supposed to walk around Tokyo while eating street foods while your families hang out together. If there’s something that you learn in these past 2 years is that the holiday season here it’s celebrated quite differently; Christmas being the time for friends and couples to celebrate together, while New Year was for the family, visiting temples on January 1st.

“Are you sure you want me here? You two are a couple, and Christmas eve is supposed to be the most romantic date of the year…isn’t it awkward for you?” Kuroo asks awkwardly while you walk through a Christmas market

“This is for friends too, Kuro, relax”

“Yeah, but you know…you two are together…”

“Tetsu, relax, it’s just like any other day”

“Chibi-chan, Christmas eve here is like a holiday of yours…valentin? Something like that”

“Valentine’s day? Well, I never liked the idea of it, I don’t need a holiday to express my love towards my boyfriend or friends. Woow look at that! That’s so pretty!” you get distracted by a giant Christmas tree, making the two of them laugh

“Yeah, it’s pure capitalism. I’m already outside, so don’t make this more annoying for me than it already is Kuro” adds Kenma, pulling you slightly closer as he rubs your hand to warm it up

“Man, you two are the weirdest yet cutest couple out there” Kuroo laughs “should we sit and order something then? Chibi, did you know that eating KFC is like a tradition here?”

“Yeah, last year I ate some with the twins and Rin when they went to my house…it was a weird yet comforting”

“Well, it’s really different” Kuroo says while you sit in a park nearby, Kenma laying on your lap “I’ll go buy something, you two do your couple things or whatever”

“Sure” Kenma takes his phone out “couldn’t we have stayed at any of our houses?”

“Let me enjoy my first Christmas in Tokyo!”

“But it’s full of people and couples, it’s disgusting. Plus, it’s cold, you wouldn’t be shivering if we had stayed inside”

“Ken, we ARE a couple, I’m literally wearing your hoodie” you put your hands between his scarf and chest, making him lean his head on your arm

“But we are not the annoying kind, and you wear my hoodies everyday anyway. You’re lucky that I can’t say no to you, I wouldn’t have left my house otherwise”

“…Sorry for dragging you out, I really wanted to see Tokyo in this season, and tomorrow is one of the few days we don’t have practice”

“It’s fine, as long as it makes you happy I’ll do it…next year we’re not going out though, we’ll stay in playing something, we can even bake something together”

“Bake together? Or me baking while you pretend to help?” you tease him, earning a glare from the boy

“I’ll help y-”

“Planning next year's Christmas already? Are you two married or what?” says Kuroo arriving with the food, a teasing smile on his face

“Tetsu, kindly, shut the fuck up” you say making Kuroo gasp dramatically and Kenma chuckle “what did you buy?”

“Some onigiris and a Christmas cake. I bought some French fries too since you like them chibi-chan”

“Thank you”

You spend the rest of the afternoon talking together, mostly Kuroo and you, but Kenma still contributed here and there, whether by correcting some stories that Kuroo was telling you or saying his side of them.

“Kuro, can you go ahead of us?” says Kenma when you were near your houses

“What? Why?” he asks with a smirk

“Don’t start”

“Fine, fine I’ll leave the lovebirds alone” he turns around, walking faster than before. But Kuroo being Kuroo, he obviously had to yell something before leaving “don’t do the naughty yet kids, both are too young!”

“Pfft”

“Don’t laugh! You’ll make him believe he’s funny” Kenma whines, hiding his face on his scarf

“Just so we’re clear, I’m not really into exhibitionism” you earn a glare from him as he blushes even more “sorry, sorry. What was it?”

“Nothing now” he squints his eyes

“Ok then, I’m not going to beg for you to tell me” you joke while continue walking, but he stops you taking your hand

“You’re unbelievable…here” he shakes his head while taking something from his backpack, a Harry Potter scarf “Merry Christmas, it’s not a lot, but I know that you’re used to this” says while putting the scarf around your neck

“Thank you” you give him a peck before hugging him “I also have something for you at my house…but Tetsu is over there and it’s making me uncomfortable” you caress his cheek as he looks towards the tall boy, sighing before taking your hand and starting walking

“I told you to leave Kuro” he says when you continue walking towards your houses “stop acting like my relationship is yours too”

“And miss my two friends' cute moment? Never. It was like a movie! With the snowflakes and all! Plus, considering that I was the one who push you into asking her out, I feel like I deserve it”

“No, you don’t”

“You’re weird Tetsu…see you tomorrow” you pull Kenma towards your house. When you were on you room, you give him the hoodie that you bought him “Merry Christmas…thank you for let me get to know you”

“Thank you for getting to know me” he pulls your closer into a sweet kiss

Today’s January 4th, the start of the Spring Tournament. You are walking down the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium behind your team when you hear Kuroo talk to somebody

“Did you finally get to see the real Skytree? You country crows”

“Always with his unnecessary commentary” you say to Kenma and Kai, who just shake their heads “I’m going to find the twins and Rin, can you take care of things for a bit, Kai-san?”

“Of course, chibi-chan, be careful”

“Thanks. See you in a few, babe” you kiss Kenma’s cheek before walking away. On the way there you pass next to Kuroo and Daichi, who are talking about how nervous the other was.

“Yn-chan hi”

“Oh, hi Sugawara-san, Asahi-san”

“Kageyama told us you were in the training camp as an assistant coach”

“Yeah, it was quite fun actu-”

“CHIBI-CHAN!” someone lifts you up from the ground

“Fuck! Bokuto-san, why do you always have to scare me?”

“Because you’re cute!” he presses his chin on the top of your head after putting you down. The two third years of Karasuno just laugh and go away

“Is Kenma okay with this type of skinship, Yn-chan? You can always tell Bokuto-san to stop” says Akaashi arriving

“Yeah, he doesn’t mind. He knows that we’re just friends” you look at Kenma, who is staring at you with a little, barely noticeable, smile “How are you Akaashi?”

“I’m fine, it’s going to be a really good tournament this year”

“Chibi-chan hi!” another voice calls you

“Komori-kun hi! Sorry I can’t really move much. Hi Tobio-kun” you gave him a hi-5 and smile at Kageyama while Bokuto just press his cheek on your head even more

“Yn-san”

“Does Omi-kun have an imaginary pain again?”

“Nah, he is the corner over there, he hates crowds” he points at where Sakusa is, looking gloomy in a corner. He nods slightly at you when you wave to him

“I forgot that the four of you went to the youth training camp, how was it?” asks Akaashi

“It was really good, chibi-chan helped us a lot when trying som-”

“Chibi-chan! You went to the youth training camp?!” asks Bokuto loudly, making a bunch of people look at your direction

“Y-yes, I told you Bokuto-san”

“She asked you if you went before Bokuto-san, you literally answer her”

“Oh right! I forgot!” he laughs loudly, the conversation keeps going for a while, and even if you were engaging in it, you still could listen to the very loud whispers around ‘how many dudes she’s with? I saw her holding hands with a Nekoma one, now Bokuto’ ‘I remember her being with an Inarizaki dude too’ ‘She was invited to the youth training camp, how? She’s just a pretty manager’ ‘do you think she was invited so the boys there relieve stress? She’s hot’ ‘What else could be? I bet that she has slept with so many…’

“Chibi-chan, breath with me” Bokuto whispers, rubbing your arms

“H-huh?” you broke from your trance, noticing that you were shaking and your breathing was inconsistent

“You’re getting anxious Yn-chan, follow Bokuto-san breath” says Akaashi with a calm yet worried look, alongside Komori and Kageyama

“I-it’s okay…I’m used to it” you try to follow Bokuto breath

“You shouldn’t be used to that, you’re so nice. People can be so rude” Komori pats your head

“Yn?” Kenma says, arriving at your side with worry in his eyes. Bokuto let go of you so you can go to Kenma, taking his hand immediately

“I think it should be better if we go for now, the ceremony is about to begin anyway. Let’s go Bokuto-san” Akaashi smiles at you

“Sorry chibi-chan, it was my fault. I’ll make sure to beat everyone here that talks bad about my precious friend” says with confidence. The rest of them say bye too before Kenma drags you away to where Nekoma is, moving near the wall before pulling you into a hug. The rest of the team come around you in a protective manner, making a little shield

“People will look at you Ken” you hug him back as one of his hand move into the back of your head, caressing it

“I don’t care, are you ok?”

“I’m fine, I got so used to being around all of you that I just kinda forgot that this happens”

“It’s still really rude, chibi-chan. We’re not going to let anyone talk bad about our precious friend and manager” Yaku pats your arm, the rest of the team nodding

“Thanks”

“Yn-san…is this really normal? You deal with these comments daily?” asks Inuoka, the eyes of the first years are full of worry

“It’s not daily anymore, when I was in Inarizaki it was, a part of Tsumu’s fan club was really annoying. It’s okay though, it just caught me out of guard”

“Are you sure? You can always tell me if something is bothering you, you know?”

“I know, Ken, I’m alright” you finally separate from his body

‘We will now begin with the opening ceremonies’

“Stop worrying about me and get ready, you guys are in the Nationals, I will not allow you to lose so fast” you look at Kuroo, in hopes he understood that you just wanted to move on

“You heard our manager, let's go” says Kuroo. While walking towards the doors you feel Kenma's hand take your, squeezing it, before taking off his jacket and passing it through your shoulders

“Hey, I love you”

“I love you too”

After the opening ceremony you waited for a few minutes before the first match started, against a school from Kiyokawa. While the rest of the team warm up, you were sat on the floor reading the notes with Kuroo, who finished first.

“They don’t seem too challenging, honestly. For what I notice, they seem a little bit more powerful than you in offense, but the defense and blocks aren’t particularly strong”

“This here means that they have resistance, right?” he points at one of the words in English

“Yeah, the ace spiked at lot, and he didn’t seem that tired by the end of the match. His cross shots in particular seemed really powerful, that may cause you a bit of trouble in the beginning”

“We should be fine then”

“Yeah, it’s nothing that you haven’t played before. You probably will finish in two sets” you close the notebook

“Chibi-chan, you became cooler in the training camp”

“Eh? How?”

“I don’t know, you seem more confident”

“Suure. Go on, cap, you have a game to play”

As expected Nekoma doesn’t really have major problems in the game, already being 3 points ahead in the second set. The Ace of Kiyokawa attempts to do multiple spikes however your cats are able to receive each one of them, forcing him to hit a ball out of the bounds. For the last rally Kuroo is able to touch the ball, making Kenma set to Fukunaga, landing it in the back corner marking the win for Nekoma.

“YES!” screams Kuroo excitedly shaking a less excited Kenma while coming out of the court

“Didn’t I say you would win in two sets?” you pass around their bottles, Kenma using this opportunity to get away from Kuroo, going behind you

“Of course you called it” Yaku laughs

“Yn-san is a genius” says Inuoka as the team goes out of the gym, you pulling Kenma a little behind the rest

“You did really good” you gave him a peck “I don’t think a lot of people realize how good of a setter you are”

“I’m not that good, I’m not athletic enough”

“I mean, yeah, you could use more exercise, but you always underestimate yourself, you're more dangerous that you give yourself credit for”

“Thank you”

“Oh yeah, I’ll give you your reward when we get to the hotel” you wink at him, making him blush with an annoyed face

“You do this on purpose, don’t you?”

“Of course I do, it’s fun”

“You’re mean” says with a smile

“You love me though. Let’s go to eat, pretty boy” You go to where the rest of the team are, who where sitting in the floor a few meters away. You passed them their lunches as they finish stretching

“Chibi-chan, aren’t you going to watch Bokuto’s game?”

“It should be over, our games were at the same time”

“True, that’s one of the annoying things about Nationals”

“Yeah, I wish I could watch every game, but it would be so long and we only have a few days”

“CHIBI-CHAAN!” someone says plopping into your back

“Tsumu! What the fuck!”

“Ya did this to me every day in the training camp, this is payback!” says childishly

“Well, she’s not a giant pig. Get out of her” Osamu takes his twin by the collar of his t-shirt, sitting down beside you and kissing the top of your head

“I’m not a pig!”

“Yes, you are, it looked hilarious” adds Suna filming in his phone “hi chibi-chan, guys. You know, Tsumu didn’t shut up about how cool you were in the training camp”

“I love ya chibi, but it was getting annoying” Osamu move to lay his head on your shoulder. By now the 3 of them had sat down beside you, Atsumu in you other side and Suna just plop his head in your lap looking at his phone. Despite being used to this kind of affection by them, you can’t help to tense a little remembering the comments

“But she was awesome! Ya should have seen her! Chibi, ya grew up so much! Now ya talk to people without problems! I’m so proud!” Atsumu lays his head on your other shoulder

“I cannot eat in peace in this place” you take the bento that Kenma was passing you, he and the rest of the team were looking at the scene with a smile on their faces. You put the bento box on Suna's face, receiving an annoyed sound “what? you put yourself there, deal with it”

“Oh shit! sorry dude, I forgot that you two were together. Let me move” says Suna looking at your boyfriend, moving to sit up

“It’s okay, I know that this is how your friendship works”

“You sure? I understand if you don’t like it”

“You’re not jealous Kenma-san?” asks Lev

“I trust Yn, and I know that none of them will try to do something, why would I be jealous?” Suna it's surprised at that comment, however it makes him relax and lay down again.

“I knew from the beginning that ya would be a good boyfriend for our Chibi” Osamu does a fist bump with Kenma “anyways, we watched ya play, ya guys were good”

“Thanks, it was easier than expected, you guys start tomorrow right?”

“Yes, we came here for the ceremony…”

You spend a good part of the afternoon talking to each other, the twins and Suna not leaving your side until you decided to leave. On your way out you went to the bathroom, telling the guys to wait outside so everything was faster. Once you arrived to where the bright red uniforms are, you noticed Karasuno with them, talking together.

“YN-SAN!! Is it true that you went to the youth training camp?!” asks you Hinata when he sees you, pulling you to where he, Inuoka, Lev and Kenma were talking

“Ehh…yeah, I did went the-”

“THAT’S SO COOL!” he screams with his eyes shining, making you jump from the sudden scream “how was it? What did you do? How was everyone there? Did you help them train? Can you help me too someday? But you’re from other school, that means you will help an enemy, but if you help them that me-”

“Shoyo! too fast” you say making the boy apologize, you hear the guys from your team laugh “it was fun; I did help coaching them; everyone was really good; I did, I gave them feedback when they tried stuff; if I can help you I will, but I don’t know when that will be”

“You’re so cool Yn-san! Kenma, you got so lucky!”

“I know” he takes your hand

“We should go, it’s getting late. All of you need to rest. Guys! We’re going!”

“Well, try to survive tomorrow too” says Kuroo once everyone got together, ready to leave

“Same for you” Daichi says back. However, as soon as both of them turn around their expressions got really serious.

“Relax, Tetsu. It will be fine”

“I hope so”

Once you arrive to the hotel, you tell the boys to go shower while I do the same. Once done, you went down to the lobby with the third years, who started to talk about the next tournament while you were on your phone next to Kai looking at Twitter.

“The first Nationals…I would have love going far away, I want to use a bullet train” Yaku says

“Where will be next year? If it’s far away let’s go to cheer them up”

“You think we will go?”

“The faith that you have in us is so assuring Kai-san, thank you” you say with a sarcastic tone

“Exactly Chibi, trust in our juniors a little” Kuroo adds

“There’s another one here” Kai whispers when Kenma goes down the stairs, ready to buy something from the vending machine. There were two other dudes in front of it talking, so Kenma looks at you, asking for help silently

“I got you, you big baby” you say standing up and going to him, taking his coin purse

“Thanks, buy yourself something”

“I was going to” you make him roll his eyes playfully “Hi, can I use the machine…?”

“Oh yeah, so…rry” the dude that turns around stutters, so you give him a small nod and smile as a thanks while taking the money out “l-let me buy it for you!”

“Ehh, you don’t have to, I’m buying two things…” you say confused

“I got you” he goes to the vending while putting the money in, so you shrug your shoulders before pressing the buttons, who were you to deny free drinks? “Ehh…c-can I get your number?”

“I’m dating, and I don’t give my number just like that, sorry…Thanks for the drinks, though” you bow down slightly before going to the stairs where Kenma was

“Thanks” says Kenma when you handed him his drink, with a small smile. You take his hand and move him to where the rest are

“Knowing Kenma, if he didn’t like volleyball, he would have quit already, right?” says Kai

“KENMA! I TOLD YOU NOT TO PLAY BEFORE SLEEP!”

“Jesus, relax dude, don’t scream” you sit in the arm rest while taking your phone out, Kenma sitting in the chair

“YOU TOO CHIBI-CHAN!”

“If I want to leave it, I will, although I will feel bad” Kenma answers Kai question

“What?” says Kuroo surprised

“I can be considerate towards you too, you know. But just a little, I wouldn’t train for so many hours just for consideration, and I wouldn’t play if I didn’t like volleyball. I play just because, I don’t have a reason to do it, but neither to leave it. It’s normal” Kenma squeezes your hand

“That’s too complicated, dude”

“I don’t like sweating or the sensation of not breathing…but I don’t mind leveling up”

“Of course you would say that” you lean a little into him “Wait, this is awesome, I found the best tweet ever”

“What is it chibi-chan?”

“A foreigner found the tournament online, she doesn’t really know what is happening but she can’t help to watch it…not only she’s amazed by how hot everyone is here, but she created a thread of the ones she likes the most” you explain

“Okay, I’m intrigued now”

“Let me read what she put ‘Thank god this tournament has an online magazine, cause dude, everyone here is beautiful. Not only the players, but the coaches? Managers? What do this people eat? My personal favorites though are what I like to call The Pretty Setter Squad, no joke, the most beautiful man I have ever seen’ and she added photos of Akaashi, Tobio-kun, Suga-san, Tsumu, and the one and only, Kenma” you show them the photos

“Why did you tell them?” Kenma grunts hiding his head on your shoulder

“Because you don’t believe me when I say you’re pretty”

“Dude, it’s not fair. How come you steal every foreigners heart? You’re dating a foreigner girl, this tweet right here too and the likes…dude you’re like the third one with most likes. Not fair” Yaku says shocked

“Dude, you’re a heart-throb. The boy who hates attention is receiving the most attention out of us. I will never forget this” Kuroo laughs at his friend

“I have to say though, it’s really impressive” Kai passes you your phone back

“Whatever, let’s go” Kenma pulls you towards the dorms, making the third years laugh harder. Once in the room, he sits near your futon and glares at you before turning on his PSP “I can’t believe you said that”

“Did you really expect me to not say anything” you sit in between his legs, hugging him tightly “hey…are you really okay with the amount of skinship the guys do? I can always tell them to knock it down a little”

“It’s okay, really, I know that they love you like a sister. I’m not going to make you stop loving your friends”

“Thank you, babe, it means a lot” you snuggle a little more. You stay like this for a few minutes, comfortable hugging each other while he plays

“Can I ask you something? I want your opinion” he asks after a while

“Of course, you always can”

“I…I been thinking, on our third year I want to start streaming more seriously, uploading more YouTube videos…but I don’t know”

“Do it then, I don’t see why not. You’re good at playing, and there’s something about seeing you play that is so mesmerizing. There’s a reason why I love seeing you play”

“But you’re my girlfriend, you’re bias towards me” you can feel his smile on the crock of your neck

“Well, yes, a little. But seriously, you should do it. Who knows, maybe you end up being a famous streamer” you chuckle “I don’t know how I could help you, but I’ll be there for you. Just don’t ignore volleyball or me to do this”

“Thank you. You know that I’m here for you too, right?”

“I know, love”

“And I would never ignore you, don’t worry” he gives a quick kiss to your neck before continuing playing

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wlfpet · 11 months

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LIFE WITH TINY/CHIBI ABBY

was thinking about that Abby sackboy from yesterday, and felt like having a little Abby of my own was a life need. insp a little bit by those early 2010s fanfiction of ‘owner manuals’ for chibi characters! enjoy your own adorable tiny abby. sfw/fluff

🥺 I truly cannot decide if she’s plushie sized or super tiny, hamster-sized BUT SHES LITTLE.

- at first glance, the idea of having your own tiny abby feels like having a house pet, right? but in reality, she’s a very intelligent, sensitive little creature, and it’s a job in its own keeping her happy, healthy, and alive.

- a bit of a crybaby, and if she feels rejected, will go off into a corner and sulk. will not talk to you about it. if you ask her if she’s crying, no, she never cries! (with tears pooling, obviously.)

- please don’t lift the poor thing up by her braid, it gets her dizzy and upsets her. hold her gently in two palms, or scooped into one of your arms! abby will typically nestle up into any loose clothing you have, and it isn’t uncommon to feel a strange heaviness on the back of your neck and find her sleeping in your hood!

- hyperactive and easy for her to disappear on you, only to find her tearing up your towel rack, or spinning around while riding a Roomba. Try setting up an endurance course for her to do if you enjoy peace and quiet, because she can and will turn your house inside out if you let her.

- abby’s favourite passtime is reading and loves to curl up on your chest while you read a book to her, especially if she gets to pick out the book. she loves fantasy books, not so much nonfiction, and if a book is too scary, it’ll give her bad nightmares. it’s common that if your tiny abby won’t fall asleep, the best practice is to read to her until she dozes off. sometimes, this might backfire, and you’ll end up being asked for ‘one more chapter’ until the night ends.

- refuses to sleep in or let you sleep in. rises early in the morning way before the rooster crows, and will nudge your head over and over until you wake up. if that doesn’t work, be prepared to get jumped on until you’re ready for your day, she needs to pick off your breakfast, remember?

- a heavy eater, and even if you make her her own meals, she’ll usually end up picking off of yours anyways. truly eats much more than you’d imagine such a compact frame to hold, and if you let her, will eat eggs until she gets sick. loves treats, and will sit quietly if you leave her sitting next to a plate of strawberries or sweet apple slices. if she ever gets a hold of caffeine, good luck.

- practically has no concept of danger; everything is a fun adventure to her no matter how much you try to keep her out of harms way. you might have to baby proof your entire house, because no matter how many times you tell her not to do something, a tiny abby is a miniature juggernaut, and a little shit who will get into anything any everything. known to become uneasy and disoriented at extreme heights, so it’s best to keep valuables on a high table or shelf.

- as an extension to her occasionally self-serving nature, tiny abby is prone to attitudes and throws a fit when she’s told no. you’d have her sitting on your desk while surfing the web or working, and she’d get so frustrated after being told that you weren’t ready to log off that she’d try to somehow find her way down herself. Next thing you know, against both of your better judgements, she’s swan diving off of your desk, leaving you to catch her moments before she collided with the hard floor. Somehow this causes you to dote and baby her more, so mission failed successfully?

- even though she’s comparatively so small, abby is bigger and stronger than most where she’s from, so she has a strong urge to be useful, even when she’s completely out of her little depth. will pick up and put down random items to show off to you, and will get disheartened if you don’t look and cheer EVERY time. yes, even if she’s picked up your wallet 6 times today. typically, this takes the form of helping you out with all of your chores in any way she can: holding out your ingredients for you when you cook, or adding the detergent pods to the wash when you do laundry (even though she accidentally fell in once while putting them, oops!) when she’s mad though? expect her to take out her frustration by throwing all of your shit on the floor, pushing your cup of tea off of your desk like a cat, or hiding all of your stuff in spots only she can get to. unfortunately, she’s too cute to be mad at for long, even when she feels all too satisfied with her mischief.

- definitely uses it to her advantage. needs attention, and will have a fit if she isn’t constantly by your side, or if you leave the house for too long, as she gets really lonely. fortunately, there are always new friends for your tiny Abby to make, and she places well with a Tiny Manny or Tiny Lev and Yara. if you value your mental health, personal belongings and inner peace, do NOT place her with a Tiny Ellie, as they are not compatible and *will* raise hell and cause catastrophe.

- is very enamored by the concept of glass, and got knocked out for a couple of minutes by running full speed into a door once. put her in front of a mirror, and she’ll be entertained for hours wondering how you got two of her, how there’s even more than one of her to begin with.

- it’s recommended to sleep abby in her own area, such as a little bed, or a pillow with a tiny sheet or blanket, but sometimes, if she truly trusts and love you, your tiny abby will come and sleep with you on her own accord. just be careful not to roll over her!

#tiki writes #abby Anderson blurb #abby anderson fluff #abby Anderson au #abby tlou

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lordgrimwing · 3 months

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Repercussions

“Everybody, calm down, quiet down. I’m sure there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for this.” Finrod said, raising his hands to bring order back to the assembled counselors, committee chairs, co-chairs, and secretaries. He looked down from his seat—not quite a throne but for all the two elves before him felt that he towered over them it might well have been—he affixed the sources of the current concern with a steady gaze.

“Please,” He said. “Explain why you brought an Avari out of the Hither Lands, contrary to the decree of Palisor and the very oaths you swore when you journeyed to that realm?”

Gil-galad thought that was going a little far. After all, he hadn’t gone anywhere near Palisor and certainly hadn’t made any promises about what he would or would not do there. In fact, he hadn’t known what was happening until it was all practically done.

Elrond swallowed beside him, clearing his throat.

“Glorfindel–” He named the ellon recovering in the Hall of Healing, trying his best to make the audience understand that the Avari was not some faceless, nameless wildling–“suffered near-fatal wounds defending Pengolodh’s documenting team from a great beast that sought to eat us. Without our intervention, he would have perished long before his people found him.”

“Intervening is exactly what you swore not to do.” Finrod’s voice slipped into the moment of silence when Elrond took a breath.

Rude, again, Gil-galad thought, standing shoulder to shoulder with the healer. Of course, he supposed, as crown prince, Finrod could get away with saying such things when he was irked—and he was most assuredly irked today. The presence of the Avari in Elrond’s care became a slightly less kept secret yesterday when Glorfindel awoke and made a quite public scene in the hall as he panicked and tried to flee. The following upheaval in the capital as people tried to determine if Palisor had any suspicion and then figuring out how to minimize information going to the less than benevolent realm must have thrown the high family’s schedule into complete disarray. Perhaps Finrod usually went to the bathhouse around this time. Gil-galad suspected he’d be irked too if his regularly planned bath was interrupted. Completely understandable.

Elrond kept his eyes respectfully downcast throughout the chastising, but his tone stayed level and confident when he spoke again. “Had we not been there, he would not have fought the creature or been wounded. Leaving him to die would not have changed that and was no way to repay him.”

Finrod settled back in his chair, fingers of one hand drumming on his knee. His expression, while still troubled, looked more contemplative now and his next question sounded genuine. “And what do you intend to do with him now? He cannot stay in the halls indefinitely.”

Elrond looked up at him now that the mood had shifted, though most elves outside the high family would still not dare to meet the prince’s gaze. Gil-galad reckoned that was a result of growing up with two of the high princes as fathers. “Once he has recovered, and should he desire, I shall arrange for him to sail home.”

Finrod blinked slowly. “Ereinion,” He said suddenly.

Gil-galad almost jumped in surprise at finally being addressed. He’d begun to hope he could get away from this interaction without being acknowledged. Alas. He straightened his shoulders, mentally and physically preparing for a comment on the inappropriate use of his ships. Could he lose the fleet because of thes? Círdan would be so disappointed. “Yes, my lord?”

“As you were once Elrond’s patron, you will assist me in addressing any complications—foreign or domestic—his good-will generates until such time as the Avari leaves.”

“Of course, my lord. I am your humble servant.” Gil-galad said, inwardly groaning. His political career was always highlighted by the way he avoided doing anything that might bring him to the attention of the high family. Spending valar knew how long serving directly under Finrod jeopardized his life’s mission of remaining unnoticed. He and Elrond would have strong words after this. Or words, at least. Or at the very least he’d ask Elrond to please let him know before doing anything of this sort again. Okay, he’d likely just kiss him (but he’d mean to have words).

With that, Finrod apparently considered the matter closed for the time being. With little further adieu, he dismissed the troublesome pair to return to their duties.

#does this count at illegal elf trafficking?#elrond insists he's done nothing wrong. ever #gil-galad says he's not guilty on the grounds that 'i love him. your honor'#wild avari glorfindel tried to escape but he was still rather disoriented and wounded so he didn't get that far #he tried though #almost gave elrond a heart attack (he's half human so he can get those)#i love writing from gil's pov because he has a lot of opinions #elrond #gil galad #elrond x gil galad #finrod #glorfindel #the silmarillion #silm abo au #grimwing writes

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crescentblossom66 · 7 months

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Bashes the door

OH SO....

hatkid talking to conductor about timing and him using it in his movies

A mini monster au one shot ft conductor x cookie

Ooh, I really wanted to write some Sugar Rush content so...I hope you don't mind me choosing the second option.

“Are you sure that you want to accompany me, I know you hate don't like having many people around you, and it's a sale, so there will be plenty of people around.” Cookie asked the man that grabbed his keys while making a dismissive gesture with the other hand.

“Eh, it will be fine, I need to head inta town anyway, so, it ain't a big deal.” He reassured as he followed the witch outside. The morning sun had just risen over the horizon and the dipped the the whole town into a lovely orange. It also caused Cookie's red hair to shine even more than usual, it reminded him of orange lilies that he could see on the big field before the final stop on before he'd loop back around with the train.

“My hair looks like a mess, doesn't it? I didn't have the time to wash it this mornin'.” She looked a bit embarrassed and gave a light chuckle as she walked next to him. Her talking had snapped him out of it, he hadn't even realized that he had been staring at her. He focused on looking only in front of him, as to not make eye contact as that would cause even more problems as if merely looking at her would cause his face to heat up. He mentally scolded himself for behaving like a 15 year old teenager in high school having a crush on a girl in his class, he had had a wife for peck's sake! These feelings felt so wrong, like he was betraying the one he had lost, yet Cookie's presence made him happy. It was truly frustrating.

“Are you okay? Are you in pain? You're gritting your teeth, sweetie.” He got startled by her soft voice, and that lovely southern accent she had.

“I-I'm fine. Uh, I was thinkin' 'bout work yesterday. A passenger was bein' a real pain in the backside.” The Conductor explained...even though it was a blatant lie. Cookie didn't seem to have caught on thankfully.

“I know what you mean, I had a rude customer last week. He ordered a gazpacho and complained about it being cold...it's served cold.” The red-haired witch looked a bit annoyed, but quickly shrugged it off. The wereowl quietly sighed in relief after noticing that she hadn't realized what actually bothered him.

The pair soon reached the market, and it was as crowded as Cookie had said it would be. “Great...we'll be stuck 'ere fer years.” The blonde man looked already impatient as he tried to find a way through the crowded streets to their destination, the department store.

He nearly jumped in surprise and visibly flinched when Cookie grabbed his hand to hold. “We'll get lost in this crowd, it's easier to not lose each other like this.” She stated rather plainly and looked completely unbothered as she pulled him with her toward the entrance. It was a good thing she never turned around or she would have seen that her companion was as red as a tomato after feeling her soft and warm hand in his. “So, what was it that you wanted to buy?”

The man was so lost in thought for a moment that the question took three seconds to even register in his brain, and when he tried to answer, his vocal cords disobeyed him. “Uhh...uhm...I...I wanted to buy somethin' fer the red hooded lassie...She's growin' out of 'er old clothes.” He could himself before Cookie caught on and got worried.

“Aw, it's so nice that you take such good care of little Mu, she's had it really rough.” Cookie weaved through the crowd to find the department with the kitchen supplies. “I'm here to buy new wooden spoons they don't scratch up the pans when stirring food, you know. Hattie used them to practice a fire spell, and, they all burned to crisps, as you can imagine.” She looked back at him and laughed softly at the kid's antics.

“Aye, a wee rascal, that one.” He masked his nervousness with a fake chuckle. While Cookie went to buy the new spoons, Conductor went his own way for a bit and bought a new red hoodie for Mu. He hoped she'd be happy about it when he got home and could give it to her. As he exited the kid's clothing section, he noticed a nice, white bobble hat, and he recalled that Cookie had complained about the weather getting cold. He took the hat and checked the material, and found that it was well-made and warm. He decided to buy it for her as a present.

When he was waiting in checkout, standing in a queue of at least ten people, an old memory surfaced, a memory of those that he held so dear playing in the snow...he was once again brought back to reality, but this time by the rather impatient woman that waited for him to hand over the hat and hoddie to check the prize tag. After paying for the item, he joined back up with Cookie who was waving at him near the small fountain in the middle of the department store. “Did you get everything, Conductor?” She had a small bag in her hand and gave him a smile as he joined up with her again.

“Got all of it.-” He rubbed the back of his head. “-took a wee bit longer, got stuck fer ages in checkout.” He reached into his bag and pulled out the white bobble hat. “I...uh...got you a lil something.”

Cookie looked both stunned and happy at the kind gesture. “You...you bought me a hat?” She examine the hat and even put it on.

While Cookie was looking at him with awe and happiness in her eyes, he looked away, trying, and failing, to hide his blush. He stiffened when she showed her appreciation with a soft hug. “You can be so sweetheart.” He hugged her back, for the first time in a long time, he felt happy.

#answer asks #ahit fanfic #ahit cooking cat #ahit conductor #ahit sugar rush #ahit monster au

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ladywren7 · 1 year

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Christmas Fic 2022: LadyWren7's Once Upon A Christmas

By LadyWren7

DO NOT COPY/REPOST

WARNING: Mention of an adult situation

Rating: Teen and Up

Summary/Notes: It's Christmas Eve and Hera and Kanan want to get the other something special, but they will soon find that it'll cost them something more valuable than money. This is a fic about love, hardship, and sacrifice that I hope will bring you and your family a little closer this holiday and appreciate the true meaning of Christmas.

Merry Christmas everyone!!! This is my Christmas fic for 2022 and I could not be more excited to share it with you all!! It's technically based off of The Gift of The Magi but it's specifically an au of the Mickey/Minnie short in Mickey's Once Upon A Christmas because of the events that take place. Enjoy and happy holidays!Thank you to my bestie @chaoticdumbassrogue for helping me with this, I really appreciate it! Those who have seen the Minnie and Mickey short in Mickey's Once Upon A Christmas, you're in for a treat.😉

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Hera awoke on Christmas Eve to the sound of someone in her kitchen. She immediately grabbed her lucky watch pendant and squeezed it.

After quietly getting out of bed she grabbed her bat and she and her cat chopper crept around the corner. Chopper was about to pounce when Kanan came into view, Hera put her bat down as she sighed in relief.

Chopper still tried to pounce anyway, thankfully Hera managed to grab his collar and stop him. "Chopper!"

"Oh, hey." Kanan turned with an innocent smile, flipping a pancake as he did.

"Sorry if I scared you, I was in the area and thought you might want some breakfast?"

In the area? Dear, we live in the same county. She thought. Her Kanan was never good at making up excuses to see her, but it was honestly cute. She decided not to counter him on it though, it was too early to keep up with banter and she had to admit, she really didn't feel like failing at cooking today.

She gave a small, tired nod and let Chopper go, to which he walked away in disappointment. "It's fine dear, just please tell me next time. You scared me half to death."

She took a seat at the table as he continued preparing breakfast and decided to go through her mail. It wasn't long before she reached the rent bill.

Kriff.

"Syrup?"

Hera quickly flipped the bill face down. "Yes. Thank you."

He placed the plate of pacakes in front of her and she began to dig in. "Honesty," she said as she cut a piece off. "I dont know why I was so surprised. You do this pretty often."

Kanan shrugged as he served himself. "It's better to be safe than sorry, that's why I keep telling you to take my saber-"

"Kanan." She interrupted. For years now he insisted the weapon was hers and wanted her too keep it. Yes the sentiment was sweet but it was his, plus she was fine with her bat, the blaster she kept under her pillow, and of course her faithful cat Chopper.

"You know how many times I'd burn myself with that thing? Better yet, chop off a limb or something?" She reasoned.

He took the seat across from her and took her hand in his. "That's what practice is for."

"No love, the saber is yours." She shook her head softly and her gaze diverted to the flipped rent bill under her plate.

"You know, a weapon that special deserves a nice case." She commented. Yesterday she thought she'd be saying that as a clever nudge to what she was getting him, but now it seemed like a general statement.

I'll have to get that bonus now. She thought to herself.

Hera had been wanting to get a case made for Kanan's lightsaber for months, so when her boss said he was giving away a Christmas bonus she immediately jumped on the opportunity. Now she held hope that he'd notice her hard work and give it to her.

A small smile formed on Kanan's face. "Yeah, someday."

"Speaking of." He said with a lighter tone with a hint of mischief. "What time is it?"

A small part of Hera suspected he didn't actually want the time, but she decided to grab the pendant anyway. "Let's see, it's-"

"Stars, it's such a pretty watch," he sighed.

He apologized once he realized he interrupted. "Sorry, it's just- may I?"

Hera handed it to him with small laugh.

After taking it he made his way behind her and held the gold pendant just above her chest. She quietly gasped and her cheeks immediately began getting hot.

"Wouldn't it look nice on a chain around your pretty neck?" He said into her ear.

"Kanan..." She never thought a man could get her this bashful, but there she was, blushing like a happy lothkitten in spite of herself.

She had to admit, she liked it.

Of course her sly jedi saw this and leaned closer with a low, up to no good laugh.

He was inches from her neck now. "Well?"

Just then Chopper strolled in unnoticed and looked at the clock. Noticing the sticks were at the place his mom usually left at, he gazed over to find her partner way too close and immediately pounced.

Hera slowly tilted her head the other way. "I- Kriff! Chopper!"

Kanan was suddenly attacked and Hera had to pry him off before looking at the clock herself. "Karablast I'm gonna be late for work!"

She turned back to him. "Are you-"

"I'm okay, I'll drive you!"

"Okay." She rushed to her room with Chopper and Kanan to his speeder to get it started. Not long after Hera ran out with her coat and makeup bag.

"Go. Just try to stay off bumpy roads please." She shut the door and fumbled with her seat belt.

He nodded. "You got it."

He managed to keep the ride smooth and helped her finish up in the parking lot before kissing her goodbye and dropping her off.

"See you tonight, love you."

"Love you too."

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On his way to drop off Hera's bag, Kanan passed by the jewelry shop with the gold chain he had secretly been talking about earlier.

He didn't have all the money now, his boss didn't pay him much, but just imagining Hera wearing it gave him all the determination he needed to get good tips and be able to pick it up by five when they closed.

He could already hear his boss shouting over the foot traffic when he pulled into the parking lot of his work.

"Welcome to Industrial Trees! Get your trees now, only one more day 'til Chri-"

"Merry Christmas sir." Kanan said in an attempt to maintain optimism.

Vidian crossed his arms with a scoff. "I'll be merry once I sold all these tress! Now get to work, your time is my money." He mumbled.

Kanan pretend not to hear that last comment and headed into the lot. Though he had his work cut out for him, he knew the result would be worth it for Hera.

For hours he nailed tree stumps to wooden planks, lugged trees into an organized set up, replaced the displays, swept up leaves, and helped customers as they came in.

He had just finished fastening a tree onto a Sullustan woman's speeder when she began digging through her purse. "Such a nice young man. Let me get a little something for you."

Kanan shook his head kindly. "Oh it's alright I don't expect anything, I'm just glad to he-"

She suddenly dropped a pile of credits in his palms.

He looked down at it with disbelief. Was that a fifty he saw? And another one?

"Have a merry Christmas." She smiled before taking off.

Kanan quickly went through the pile and smiled back. "Thank you ma'am. Merry Christmas!"

He held the money tight in his palm. "Thank you." He whispered to the force before returning into the lot.

On his way to tell his boss he finished with the customer he couldn't help but overhear his current conversation.

"Looking for a tree? This your lucky day. I got ten feet of towering Nova Scotia pine." Vidian declared.

"Well... it's a little more than we need." A male customer, replied with an uneasy tone.

This wasn't good.

Vidian sighed. "I'm gonna be honest with you sir, this is all I've got left on the lot. The others have been reserved. You don't want these kids going without a tree, do you?"

Kanan couldn't believe his boss was scamming people like this on Christmas Eve, he was wrong when he thought everyone had some empathy. With his mind made up, he headed to the back of the lot and picked a small, yet nice, tree and brought it.

The customer was about to sign a contract for a heavy down payment when Kanan emerged. "Sorry to interrupt, but how about this tree? I found it out back, it hasn't been reserved or anything."

"Wow!" The kids cheered.

"It's perfect, we'll take it." The mother said, Vidian glared.

As soon as the family drove out of eyesight Vidian grabbed Kanan's shoulder and turned him around to face him.

"What was that!" He shouted. "I had them on the hook for a ten-foot tree! You know how much money I would've made if I sold it?!"

Kanan huffed. "A bunch of money they didn't have!"

"What about me, your boss, huh? How do you know I don't got it worse than they do?" Vidian crossed his arms.

Kanan was more than angry at this point. It was asinine that he had to defend basic morals to a grown man. "Because you ruthlessly drag every penny out of others to build your fortune and refuse to pay your employees even half!"

A dirty scowl formed on his boss's face before he threw his hands up. "That's it! I'm tired of you constant attitude and selfishness, get out of my lot, you're fired!"

"Fine!" Kanan retorted. "No skin off my back."

He was about to take off when Vidian put a hand out. "I'm taking what I would have made if it weren't for you, hand over your tips."

Kanan almost laughed. "Like kriff you will! I worked too hard for this and it's rightfully mine."

"You really want to get tangled up with the cops of Christmas eve? What would your little girlfriend, Hera think?" He threatened.

Kanan didn't think he'd ever looked at someone with a more threatening glare. "You get my partner's name out of your mouth." He demanded in a low voice.

"And you get that money into my hand."

"No."

Vidian pulled out his phone.

Kanan was done at this point, the amount of time he wasted and work he did for this man, only for him to treat him like this? It wasn't worth it, none of this was.

"You know what, fine!" He threw his pouch of credits into Vidian's hand. "Take the money for all I care, but as soon as I leave this dump I'm reporting you and telling everyone how cruel you are!" He shouted before treading to his speeder and leaving.

Once he was far from the tree lot he parked at a random store and let himself think. He took out the little money he managed to keep from Vidian and sighed.

"What am I going to do now?"

•••

Hera was wrapping presents a mile a minute. She'd been working for months to get the Christmas bonus, and now that her money was taken up by bills, she was working harder than ever today.

"Well who made you Santa's number one helper?" Her younger coworker Sabine asked with a teasing smirk. Though she was only sixteen, the girl had the wit of a grown woman. She constantly stood up to the not-so-great boss and when he made her life difficult as a result Hera was always there to help. There was a time when the girl was untrustful and silent, but now she was becoming more lively and playful by the day.

Hera huffed a stressed laugh as she grabbed a bow. "My bills stacked up this morning and I still have to get Kanan his present. This bonus is all I got."

"Hey." Hera's other work friend Omega, a kind soul who Hera had known since childhood, placed a supportive hand on her shoulder.

Hera slouched in her seat and began untangling the bow. "I'm sure he'll give it to you." She assured. "You've been working hard all season, and with or without a gift, I know you and Kanan will have a great Christmas."

"Thank you Ome," Hera placed her hand above hers and managed a small smile.

Suddenly the room phone rang.

Sabine went and picked it up. "Hello? ...Ok, she's on her way." She turned back to the girls with a grin. "Mr. Tarkin wants to see you Hera."

The Twi'lek gasped and threw her apron off before heading to the door. Omega beamed. "What did I tell you?"

Hera now fully smiled as the girls ushered her out with encouraging words. When she got to the boss's office she made sure to conceal her excitement and took a deep breath before walking in.

When she opened the door she was immediately met with one of the younger workers making his way out. "Oh, sorry." He awkwardly apologized before going around her.

As he left she couldn't help but think why is outfit was disheveled. She and the girls had always wondered why he was always in there, they didn't even know his name.

"Tera." The older man began, snapping Hera out of her thoughts.

"Hera, sir."

An annoyed expression flashed across her boss's face for a moment. "Sure."

He clasped his hands together. "As you probably know I called you in to inform you on information regarding the Christmas bonus."

"Yes?" Hera was almost trembling at this point, her mind was spinning with anticipation and a hint nervousness. It'll be fine, she replayed in her head.

"Well, Cara."

She tried not to let annoyance add into it. "Hera."

Tarkin gave her a glare this time. "Don't interrupt. I called you to inform you that you will not be receiving the bonus."

Hera's eyes went wide in shock. "What?"

"I've found that employee number 421 is more deserving." He said with too much of a satisfied tone for her taste.

Hera knew full well she wasn't being unreasonable when she felt some anger rising amongst the confusion. She had worked too many long shifts, been in too many stressful situations, and dealt with too much of his bad treatment to not get this. So what the heck did he mean the man she just saw, who looked in no way presentable for work she might add, was "more deserving"?

She decided not to immediately get the claws out, maybe this could be negotiated. "With all due respect sir, what makes you believe he's more qualified? To be honest, in all my time here I haven't seen him anywhere but your-" She paused as a cruel realization came to her.

The constant "visits," the messy clothes...oh that was a disgusting thought.

"Miss. Syndulla," Tarkin's voice became more stern as he continued. She could tell he was starting to panic. "The reasoning of my decision is none of your business, you know all you need to know."

Hera's expression changed from shocked to disgusted in a matter of seconds. "Oh I know enough alright, like the fact you're having unprofessional affairs with an employee and favoring them over everyone else!"

Hera let her fustration flow freely now. Looking back it was foolish she had hope in him. Of course he was favoring a secret side piece, of course.

Her boss suddenly stood, slamming his palms on his desk as he did. "I will not be accused of corruption in my own office, go back to where you belong."

"No actually, I'm going home." Hera retorted before her mind could catch up. "If I'm going to work under bad conditions only to be screwed over, then I quit."

"Fine." Tarkin settled as if she meant nothing to him. Thinking about it, Hera knew she didn't, but once she left he'd realize.

"Get out."

Hera hated that she technically followed his order when she left but now she didn't care. All she wanted to do now was tell the girls and get out of the force forsaken building.

She broke down when Omega and Sabine asked how it went.

"Now how am I going to get Kanan's present?" She sobbed as they sat on the curb, the girls at her sides.

"Let's get you home," Omega suggested.

Sabine nodded. "I'm sure we can figure everything out there."

•••

Kanan now sat on a bench near the park, worried and discouraged. "There must be a way to get Hera's present by five." He sighed to himself.

He began mindlessly fidgeting with his saber, even making it float for a bit, as he thought of a solution.

After a few minutes passed he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see a ginger woman in a white dress.

"I apologize for bothering you, but I couldn't help but notice you levitating that hilt. Are you force sensitive?" Her voice was kind and relaxed.

Kanan nodded. "Yes, I am."

The woman then clasped her hands together, Kanan sensed some anxiousness within.

"My name is Mon Mothma. You see, some colleagues and I are holding a toy drive in the park but our band is stuck in traffic, which leaves us in need of entertainment. I wanted to ask if you could use your abilities to draw a crowd?"

Kanan gazed past her to the town clock and saw it was nearing five. He was about to kindly reject her offer when she spoke again.

"Please, we're desperate. It's for a good cause."

Thirty five minutes, he could squeeze this in, right?

"I'll do it." He told her. She smiled in appreciation and lead him to the park.

When they arrived what he noticed were volunteer workers sighed in relief and Kanan was put on stage with nothing but his saber and a mic.

"Um..." He nervously looked around the mostly empty park, trying to think of ideas. He was almost about to call it when a little red ithorian boy placed a tooka doll on the stage and pushed it towards him.

His mother grinned and was about to take his hand to leave when Kanan used the force to gently levitate him on stage.

The child giggled and Kanan continued to show him force tricks. The event took off from there.

As more people gathered around he made people and objects float, guessed names, showed off his saber spinning, played mind games with the crowd, and blocked snowballs with his saber.

By the time the band arrived, the dumpster they were using to collect donations was overflowed.

Kanan had been so busy he completely forgot about the time. When he remembered he looked to the town clock, there was only ten minutes until five. I guess I'm showing up to Hera's empty handed, he accepted with a sigh.

Mon came up to Kanan as soon as he stepped off stage. "Thank you." She smiled. "Because of you, this was our best toy drive to date. I must say you and that saber make a great team."

"Thank you." He tried not to sound down. "It's worth it's weight in Beskar alright."

Baskar... He gasped as a realization came to him. "Stars, that's it! I have to go."

"Goodbye!" She called as he raced past her.

Kanan rushed back to his speeder and practically sped to the jewelry shop. When he finally reached his destination the owner was seconds away from shutting down.

"Wait!" Kanan ran up to him and pulled out his saber.

"I'd like to trade this in for something."

The older man stepped back, caught off guard. "Whoa, okay. Let's see what I can do for you." He offered with a chuckle, opening the shop once more.

Kanan sighed in relief and looked down at his beloved lightsaber one last time.

•••

Christmas morning Hera and Kanan sat on the couch in front of her fireplace.

Chopper longingly purred from his place on the carpet. Hera grinned and handed him a toy candy cane. "Okay buddy, here's your present." The cat immediately mowed happily and began playing with it.

Hera lovingly shook her head as she watched Chopper. "I love Christmas," she said.

She turned to Kanan and grinned. "Hey dear, where's your lightsaber? The fire's looking a little low, I was wondering if you could cut up some more wood?"

Kanan nervously shifted in his seat. "Um, Isn't it time we open our presents? Oh, speaking of time," he offered her present to her. "What time is it?"

Hera looked away for a moment before taking out his present. "Well I think it's time for you to open your gift."

They traded boxes and moved closer before opening their presents. Their expressions faded.

"A case for my saber..."

Hera held her gift up in front of her. "A chain for my watch..."

Her eyes met the floor as she sighed. It was everything she ever wanted, but she wasn't going to lie to him. She had to come forward. "Kanan it's gorgeous... but I traded my watch to get you that case." She sadly admitted.

"And I traded my saber to get a chain for your watch." He confessed.

"You gave up your lightsaber for me?" Hera asked softly. "Oh love you didn't have to, I know how much it meant to you. I'm sorry."

He took her hands and looked her in the eyes. "No. The saber meant nothing to me compared to you, plus, it was always yours. I just turned it into something you can keep now."

She gave a small smile and pulled him in for a hug well deserved by both. When they separated Hera looked up to see a small mistletoe hanging above.

Kanan let out a mischievous laugh when he noticed it.

"Sabine must have-"

She was suddenly cut off by a kiss from Kanan. She immediately sunk into his touch and as the kiss carried on they realized something. That this was what Christmas was about. Not money, not gifts, but love, true love.

The End.♡

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mint-yooxgi · 2 years

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hi there, can we ask for a part 2 of your helping hand drabble (yandere!ghost!Renjun)? thanks!

Part One

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“What is she doing here?” Renjun’s eyes narrow as he takes in Nayeon’s form entering your apartment behind you.

“Oh, you didn’t tell me you found a roommate.” Nayeon comments, sending Renjun a polite smile as you both kick off your shoes. “Didn’t even know you were looking for one.”

“I wasn’t.” Comes your reply, to which she shoots you a confused look. You sigh, “it’s complicated.”

And it has been. The past few weeks, Renjun really hasn’t been anything other than helpful to you, now going so far as to always maintain a physical form whenever you’re around. Even if you can’t see him, you always know he’s never far away. Only, the few times you’ve had friends over, he’s been acting sort of strange.

“I see,” Nayeon nods, turning her attention to a frowning Renjun. “Well, don’t mind me, then.”

A huff escapes passed Renjun’s lips, his disproving gaze shifting to look at you.

A quirked eyebrow from you is all he receives in response.

Swallowing his building annoyance, Renjun disappears down the hallway, hearing the both of you now laughing together as you sit on your couch. That should be him. Has he not been providing enough companionship to you these past few weeks? Is he not enough?

No. Renjun shakes his head. That can’t be it. He does everything for you, even when you’re not around. You can’t just brush that off. You have to understand how he feels about you, even if he’s only a ghost. No one is going to take you away from him. No one.

Which is exactly how he finds himself phasing out of his physical form as stalking back into the living room where Nayeon and you have begun discussing the latest show the two of you have been watching. A show in which you’ve actually been watching with him.

His lips tug upwards at the side at that thought, a full grin stretching across his features as he watches Nayeon shiver from the sudden cold now enveloping her form.

Your brow furrows, “you okay?”

“Yeah, just got cold all of a sudden.” She replies, arms wrapping around herself for warmth as goosebumps appear on her skin.

“Hang on, I'll go get you a sweater.” You move to stand, hearing her mutter her thanks as you walk down the hallway and to your room.

Renjun’s eyes follow you for as long as he can before fixing his gaze on the nuisance still sitting on your couch. Of course he knows who Nayeon is, he’s only overheard you talking with her on the phone over a dozen times these past few months. He knows she’s your closest friend, if he could even call her that, considering he had a gut feeling that she wants more.

No matter, he’ll get rid of her soon, anyways.

Flexing his hands, he practically glides over to the side of the couch, whispering her name like a hushed warning.

A smirk pulls at his lips as this has the desired effect on her, Nayeon’s head snapping up to look at the spot where he’d just been standing with wide eyes.

Ghosting his hands over the curtains by your windows, he watches with a sick amusement as her head whips over to look at the now swaying fabric. The chuckle that falls from his lips only serves to frighten her even more, and by the time you enter the room, holding one of your hoodies in your hand for her, the blood has drained from her face.

“What’s up with you?” You voice, concern furrowing your brows. “You look like you’ve...” a vague understanding flashes across your features, “seen a ghost.”

Nayeon shakes her head, sending you a weak smile in response, “I’m sure I'm just imaging things.”

The sound of breaking glass has her jumping from her spot on the couch, moving past you while grabbing your wrist to lead you to your door. Your eyes are wide as she slips on her shoes, muttering for you to do the same and for the both of you to get the fuck out of your apartment.

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” you assure her, pulling your wrist free from her grip. “I was dusting yesterday and probably didn’t notice shifting something when I did.”

Nayeon shoots you an incredulous look, before sighing, “you’re probably right, but I need to get going anyways.” Turning around, she opens the door, pausing just before she passes the threshold. “Just... if anything weird happens,” she glances at you from over her shoulder, “get out.”

With a final nod from you, she leaves, letting the door shut behind her.

“Finally,” you hear Renjun breathe from behind you, “I thought she would never leave.” Turning around, you see him leaning casually against your wall with his arms crossed over his chest. You frown, and he raises a brow. “What?”

“Is it fun for you to scare away my friends for no reason?”

“I had every reason to do so.”

“Oh, yeah? What possible reason could you have had for being a dick?” You’ve never looked at him like this, and if Renjun is being honest with himself, he hates it.

“Look,” Renjun sighs, “I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t meant to.” Your eyes narrow. “Please don’t be mad at me, I promise I won’t do it again.”

The way he’s looking at you, with his arms now at his sides as his expression drop, has you letting out a breath through your nose. “Just don’t do it again.”

He nods, ashamed as he averts his gaze form you as you walk back to your room to put your hoodie away once more.

If only you saw the smirk that had tugged at his lips as soon as your back was turned.

#ask #yandere renjun #renjun drabble #yandere nct #nct drabble #drabbles #ghost au

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rainbluealoekitten · 7 months

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the funniest shit ever is how i have arfid and ibs so i REALLY struggle w food but yesterday the cafeteria served chicken and do you know how this boy reacted when my friends offered him some 😭 he practically JUMPS UP with the biggest smile i've EVER seen, eyes wide and so bright, and starts speaking super fast about how much he loves chicken, completely overjoyed!!!!! batshit insane man!!!!!!! big fan

#this princess was acting like he won the fucking LOTTERY #like babe please #it was so fucking funny and he is so beautiful #blue screams into the void

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haikyuu-and-more-haikyuu · 1 year

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Volleyball update :D

So, I can get overhand server over by flukes. They happen more, but it's nothing I'm confident in doing so I still do a lot of underhand serves in play.

My sets are becoming good, and I'm getting better at "fixing" the ball if the receive isn't optimal. My backwards set are getting better, but I still have less control of them. They go in the direction I want it, but the spiker needs to adjust to them because sometimes they're shorter or sometimes they're longer.

I love to play setter, but it's fun to spike the ball too. I'm working on getting more spikes in during practises and being able to read the block too so I can work my way around them.

On friday, I landed wrong or twisted my knee. I don't entirely know what happened, but my right knee hurts now. I can walk just fine, but stars and bending the knee hurst a lot. I first go scared that it was something with the meniscus or ligaments, but since I can walk just fine I think I'll be fine. I just have to wear a compression bandage for a few days now and during the practice. When I was a swimmer, I struggled with stress injuries in my knees, so my knees doesn't really like the rotations and stress jumping have on them. I'll think I manage though.

I also have been better with doing pancake and diving receives. Yesterday, the team game me a little applause for doing a pancake perfectly. But they happen like 1 of 20 times....so it's far from good. I just think that as long as I keep doing them, they have to work sometimes ;D

We also have an internal competition next weekend that I'm looking forward too. The teams are going to get mixed and it's just for fun and to get to know more people in the club.

#personal #volleyball #not haikyuu

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kyanitesaphire · 1 year

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Lightning In A Bottle chapter 7

Éclair sat in her usual seat by the window in the coffee shop, munching away on her namesake sweet, waiting for Dr.Deschamps to arrive. Just as she washed down the last bite with her hot chocolate, the door opened and her psychologist entered.

“Good morning Éclair. You seem to be in high spirits today.” Dr.Deschamps greeted her pleasantly as he took a seat across from her.

“I sure am! This week has been a big one for me. I have so much to tell you!” She said emphatically, trying to keep her excited squealing to a minimum.

“Is that so? Well then. Do tell.” He said as he pulled out his notes and a pen.

“Well, remember that guy I told you I met last week? Turns out he’s a genius who works for the FBI. We went on a date yesterday and now he’s my boyfriend!” She divulged her personal gossip while practicing bouncing in her seat.

“Oh my! That is a big deal!” the doctor was thoroughly invested in her tale and made a few notes in his file. “Not to sound skeptical of this man’s claim, but are you sure he’s actually part of the FBI and he wasn’t just making that up to impress you?”

“ Lurch looked him up and he’s the real deal. Also he just got back from a case. While he was away he had to do a press statement and I looked it up to see him. Oh and they can vouch for him too.” She explained pointing to Nikki and Tyler.

“I see! Well then, sounds like you found yourself quite the catch.” He said making a few more notes. “ Tell me, how does being around him make you feel?”

“Really happy! He super sweet. And really cute!” she gushed nipping at the rim of her cup.

“That’s all well and good, but that’s not quite what I meant. I’m asking in regards to your…urges. Do you find them difficult to control?” He tried to explain himself as delicately as possible.

“Oh! Yeah, I would say they become uncontrollable, but well when I said he’s really cute, I mean he’s like really, really, really,…right here!” she cut herself off and waved her arm up high towards the door where Spencer had just walked in. She beckoned him over frantically , and he couldn’t deny her with her brilliant smile that brightened his day.

“Hey! I hope I’m not interrupting.” Spencer said as he approached the table. Éclair jumped up from her seat and embraced Spencer tightly.

“ I was just telling DD about you!” she announced gleefully. “Your outfit’s cute! It makes you look like Blathers!” She giggled while examining Spencer’s brown argyle sweater and brown tweed suit ,to which he bashfully smoothed out his clothes before addressing DD.

“Dr.Deschamps! It’s good to see you again.” Spencer greeted with a wave.

“Yes…I’m sorry, you seem so familiar yet I can’t put a name to your face.” Deschamps set his notes down and focused his attention on Spencer.

“That’s alright. I’m Dr. Spencer Reid. We met briefly at a conference a few years back.”

“Ah! Dr. Reid! I remember now. Academically brilliant, not so much comically if memory serves.” Deschamps reminisced with a pained grimace.

“yeah, I’ve been told humor isn’t my strong suit.” Spencer laughed.

“ Éclair had requested her files to share with someone she’d met, I presume that was you?”

“Yes, and I’ve gone through all of it.”

“And I have no doubt you understood everything.” Deschamps pulled out one of his cards from his breast pocket. “Normally I wouldn’t ask this, but I’d like you to take my card and call me if you notice any unusual or alarming behavior with Éclair.”

“ That’s an unusual request. May I ask why?” Spencer asked as he examined the card and pocketed it.

“ I’m sure Éclair has mentioned her reservations regarding Dr. Jericho.” Spencer nodded. “ Well I have my own. He’s not very forthcoming with her scans or her treatments. This makes my job difficult. Herald Lurch also gives me updates and Éclair is aware of it. As her…romantic companion… you may see different facets or manifestations of her known conditions that may need to be monitored. If it helps, we can discuss this request in further detail later.”

“ I think I’ll take you up on that.” Spencer agreed.

“ Hey lover boy! How many sugar are we doing today?” Tyler hollered out to Spencer holding a paper cup in the air for demonstration.

“Just two today, thanks.” Spencer answered. “I should be on my way, I don’t want to be late for work. It was nice seeing you again Dr. Deschamps, and you too Éclair.” He pressed his forehead to hers affectionately. She closed the gap between them and kissed him quickly on the lips before they parted ways.

“Isn’t he sweetest! Back on Friday, Lurch told him I was having a real bad time after my visit with Dr. Jericho and that he should bring me some comfort food. He remembered my I love eclairs and got me a whole box of them!” Éclair raved as she watched him hustle past the café through the window.

“How did his visit affect your mood that day?” Deschamps asked pulling up his notes again.

“I felt better. A lot better.” She replied, doe eyed in reflection. “I slept a lot better next to him too. It’s like when two otters hold hands so they don’t drift apart. I never had that before, but with him I finally feel like I’m tethered in one place.” She pulled out her phone and opened up her photo gallery for Deschamps.

“Interesting. I see you’ve taken a selfie here. That’s new.” Deschamps observed as he scrolled through the camera roll.

“ Spencer said it was odd that I didn’t have pictures of myself especially since I was keeping a photo journal of myself. I had never thought of that before. The selfie I took last night on our date, he took this picture of me the day we met.”

“I can see he makes you very happy. This is good, for many reasons.” He concluded returning her phone.

As he hastily boarded the elevator, Spencer offered Tara a cheerful greeting which she happily returned. She kept looking over at him trying to figure out what seemed off about him. When he turned his head to look at her, feeling her lingering gaze on him, she noticed what it was. A subtle sparkling shimmer upon his lips. She debated saying nothing and letting him walk into the bullpen like that but decided to spare him the embarrassment. She quietly pulled out a pack of makeup removing wipes and held them out to him. He looked at them with confusion.

“I don’t think you woke up this morning and intentionally put on shimmer lip gloss.” She explained gesturing to her mouth. Spencer furrowed his brow and glanced at his coffee cup. Then he noticed evidence of what she was referring to on the rim. When Éclair kissed him earlier at the café, she had been wearing lip gloss and some had transferred onto his lips. He gratefully and hurriedly accepted the wipe and frantically scrubbed his lips and cup rim with it.

“ Did I get it all?” He asked desperately with embarrassment.

“Yeah. You’re good.” She replied with a chuckle.

“Thanks. Can…can I trust you to keep this incident between us?” He pleaded.

“ My lips are sealed.” She assured. Spencer was about to heave a sigh of relief when she spoke up again just as the elevator doors opened. “Not sure if I can say the same for Anderson though. Pretty sure I noticed him do a double take when you walked in.” he let out a whining groan of anguish as he disembarked from the elevator.

Upon arriving at his desk, Spencer discarded the wipe into his trash bin as discreetly as possible. Before taking another sip of his coffee he inspected the rim to ensure the fine glitter was completely removed.

“ Don’t think you’re gonna get off that easy kid.” Derek called out from his desk startling Spencer. “We all saw you leave here in a rush yesterday. You’re almost never in that kind of rush to get out of here, and now three times in one week you do so. Ever since you met Princess Mononoke.” Spencer took a deep breath to collect himself.

“You mean Éclair? And what exactly am I not going to ‘get off that easy’ with?” Spencer said trying to delay the inevitable.

“ Come on Reid. We’re all dying to know. How are things going with you two.” Derek prodded smugly.

“Your need to gossip is as bad as Garcia’s sometimes, you know that?” Spencer replied trying again to dodge the question

“So satisfy it.” Derek urged as he got up from his desk and strutted over to Spencer’s so he could further his inquiry more quietly. “You two getting’ cozy or what?” Spencer rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair ,but Derek wasn't backing down. He glanced around the bullpen, taking stock of who was where. Garcia and JJ were chatting by the kitchenette while Tara poured herself a cup of coffee and both Rossi and Hotch were in their respective offices.

“We went on a date last night.” Spencer relented in a hushed tone. “ We had waffles at a diner.”

“Alright, alright. Now that’s what I’m talking about.” Derek said with his signature million megawatt smile. “ So tell me how did it go? Did you get a little extra sweetness last night?”

“You could say that… not the way your thinking though.” Spencer continued to indulge his comrade while fiddling with his pen.

“ Oh? How so?”

“We made things official. She is now my girlfriend.” He explained, still clearly in disbelief.

“ I knew it! My man!” Derek beamed with pride and gave Spencer a congratulatory pat on the shoulder and began sauntering over to the kitchenette.

“What are you doing?” Spencer asked trying to conceal the concern in his voice.

“To tell the others.” Derek answered as though it were the most obvious reply.

“What! No, I don’t want the others to make a big deal of it right now.” Spencer was hoping to dissuade him from relaying that information to the rest of the team to no avail.

“Too late for that pretty boy! I got money on this!”

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