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marvel-sluts · 3 years

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Christmas with the avengers

pairing: avengers x teen!reader, Peter Parker x reader.

warnings: maybe some swearing?

summary: your first Christmas with both the avengers and with Peter, what could possibly go wrong?

a/n: merry Christmas everyone! this is absolute shit but I wanted to write something Christmassy, I hope you all like it!

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you hadn't been part of the avengers long when you started dating Peter, causing this to be your first Christmas with the both of them.

you get dressed in the matching Christmas jumpers you and Peter both had, because apparently it was tradition in the avengers tower to wear Christmas jumpers on Christmas day, so you had both agreed to wear the matching jumpers. (see gif)

you pulled on a pair of jeans and tied your hair up in a ponytail, with a small peice tinsel wrapped around your hairband. you did light makeup with f/c (fave colour) of eyeshadow.

you walk out of your room in the avengers tower and bump into Thor and Loki, heading to the kitchen.

"hello lady y/n, you look ravishing. I love your jumper." Thor said smiling at you.

"thanks Thor, you look good too." you say smiling at him.

"I like the tinsel" Loki muttered to you on the way past. you and him had become quite close over the past few months you have spent at the tower, but it still shocked you that he would say something like that with Thor around. normally he was a lot quieter in the shadow of his older brother.

"thanks loki." you say cheerfully, getting into the lift with them.

when the three of you get to the living room and kitchen you go your separate ways. Thor to the kitchen, no doubt to raid the cupboards of poptarts and you and Loki to the living room. you take a seat next to your boyfriend and smile at him.

"you look amazing" Peter says, looking at you lovingly.

"so do you." you say giggling.

"I know" he said, pretending to do a hair flick. but failing miserably and accidentally hitting himself in the face.

you laugh at him, and he looks at you with those puppy dog eyes that you can never resist. "sorry love" you say before kissing his cheek where he hit himself.

both of you head to the kitchen and after collectively deciding on cereal for breakfast, you go back into the living room with bowls full.

just as you both sat down on the sofa at your previous spots, Tony came in with Morgan trailing behind him, also wearing matching Christmas jumpers. "Merry Christmas everyone!" he says, sitting next to Steve and Bucky on the sofa.

Morgan runs over to you and attemps to scramble onto your lap. after realising what she was trying to do you help her get up and she sits on you happily.

Morgan had begun to like you in the short time you had been here, you were good with kids and would often play with her causing you two to become immediate friends. she was your little partner in crime and the pair of you would often adopt Loki to help prank Tony and Steve.

"I know its Christmas but there is a lot to get done, Pepper, Wanda and Bucky are on cooking duty first and then we will rotate, check this peice of paper that was kindly provided by Bruce for the timetable. everything else should have been done already."

"I can't wait to see what I got from Santa!" Morgan squealed excitedly, eyeing the pile of presents under the tree.

"I'm offended" you say dramatically, "are you not exited to see what I got you?" you asked laughing.

"yep, I'm exited for all the presents!" she said before getting off of your lap and running into the kitchen to 'help' with the cooking.

after half an hour of chatting and crimes cookies Nat decided she was bored.

"who wants to play Christmas games?" she shouts holding up a box. you glance at the box before bursting out laughing.

"o-deer! really?" Sam said, laughing at what happened last time you played it.

"do you remember Rhodes last time, he looked like he was going to take off." Scott said laughing.

"erm, excuse me. but who won?" Rhodes said pointing to himself. "this guy, so don't get ahead of yourselves." he said.

"I personally think I'm gonna win this time" you say sticking your tongue out at Rhodes.

"not gonna happen doll" Bucky called from the kitchen.

"just watch me win" you say.

everyone comes in from the kitchen and takes a break from cooking to play.

you all take turns having the antlers and throwing the hoops, when both you and Peter had finished you both collapsed on the sofa. he put his arm around you and you nestled your face in his chest, breathing in his warm sent.

after Nat announced that the winner was Wanda (everyone thinks she used her powers, although she swears that she didn't) you changed around kitchen duty, next up it was you, Peter and Steve.

Vision had mysteriously disappeared from the cooking rota, despite the fact that Wanda had been helping his cooking skills he couldn't seem to get any better.

you got started on the brussel sprouts, how anyone could eat them was beyond you but apparently some people *cough* Sam *cough* liked them.

Peter had gotten started on the stuffing, making the mixture and rolling it into balls. whenever he would walk past u he would kiss you on the forehead, or whatever part of you that was facing him at the time. Steve was watching this behaviour and wasn't sure to find it cute or disgusting.

Steve was getting busy with the mashed potatoes and checking on the turkey every once in a while.

a gasp echoed through the kitchen as you burnt your hand on the oven attempting to check on the turkey per Steve's request.

"what happe-" pete asked trailing off when he say u nursing your hurt hand, "oh baby, are you okay? did you burn it? don't worry it will be okay. I'll get some ice for it" he said, completely freaking out.

you watching him frantically searching for some ice for a minute before saying "don't worry petey, it's fine. it's only a burn. and it doesn't hurt that badly" you say giggling at how concerned he was.

"but what if it gets infected? or if it swells up?" he asked finally managing to find some ice and putting it on your hand.

"honestly, you kids." Steve says rolling his eyes and chuckling. "are you sure you are alright y/n?" he asks, his eyebrows knitting in concern.

"yeah I'm sure" you say, smiling up at him.

"okay" he says checking on the turkey himself.

you checked the clock "our shift ended five minutes ago! those little fuckers didn't tell us!" you say taking off the apron. you go into the living room and find Morgan and Loki laughing on the sofa.

"I'm truly sorry Lady y/n, it was my shift next and I didn't want to do it." Loki said, smirking at you.

"your not sorry" you say.

"no, your right, I'm not" he said, grinning again.

you roll your eyes and resume your earlier position on the sofa, Peter sitting next to you.

"secret santa!" came a shout from the doorway, you looked up to see that it was Tony. he was carrying the secret santa presents in his arms and Clint and Rhodes were behind him also carrying armfuls of presents.

Morgan jumped up from her seat next to Bruce squealing excitedly.

"don't we have to wait for our special guests to get here?" Pepper asked eyeing Tony.

"oops I forgot, yes we do" Tony said putting down the presents bashfully.

"what special guests?" you ask, having not heard about this at all.

"you will see" Tony said, with a shit eating grin.

about ten minutes later a knock was heard at the door.

Vision gets up to answer it and you soon here a shout from the doorway.

"do not fear, Christmas is saved. for the overrated king of wakanda and his amazing and beautiful genuis sister is here!"

"SHURI!" you and Peter both yell in unison.

"it is I" she said flicking her hair (and actually succeeding) before running to hug the two of you.

"not that anyone has noticed but I'm also here" Doctor Strange says from the doorway.

Tony and Bruce look up from talking to T'Challa and go over to shake hands with Strange.

"presents now?" Morgan asks, tugging on Tony's trouser leg.

"yes sweetie, go over and open some of them." Tony says. patting her on her head and sending her on her way.

everyone gathers around the tree and watches Morgan open her presents from santa. when she has finished you give her a wrapped package with some art supplies in. she jumps up and hugs you with a massive grin on her face.

then someone (you guess Scott but your not sure) yells secret santa.

everyone gets the presents they had gotten for their secret santa, you had gotten Thor and after asking for help from Peter you ended up making him something. when it was time for you to give thor his present you presented a wrapped up package. it was a knitted jumper with tiny hammers and lightning bolts on it.

he opened the present with a massive grin on his face and pulled you into a bone crushing hug.

"thanks you Lady y/n, I couldn't have asked for anything better."

"your welcome Thor" you said, smiling up at him.

when everyone was done with the secret santa, you had received a few scented bath bombs and a silver snake ring from Natasha, some people trickled out to go and help in the kitchen.

you handed Peter a package wrapped in red paper, "here you go Petey" you say.

he takes it and opens it, you had given him a watch with the millennium falcon on the inside of it.

"thanks baby, I love it!" he says hugging you tightly and kissing you square on the lips. "you will get yours tonight" he says with a grin.

not even five minutes had passed when a yell was heard from the kitchen.

"you idiot, you were meant to take out the turkey while we were opening the presents!" Sam yelled.

"well its not my fault that the timer didn't go off!" Clint yelled back.

"FRIDAY, did you set the timer like I asked you to?" Sam asked.

"you never asked me to set a timer sir" FRIDAY replied.

"shit" Sam muttered kicking the table in frustration.

after a few minutes of chaos Steve managed to find a ham in the back of the fridge, everyone decided that the ham was the best thing to have so you cooked it up and it didn't get burnt.

everyone gathered around the table, the food was delicious, and you almost couldn't tell that there wasn't a turkey.

"hey Bucky, could you pass me the potatoes please?" you asked. piling your plate high with good food.

once everyone was done eating you all sat in the living room and put on a Christmas movie.

you and Peter wanted to watch the muppets Christmas Carol but you both were outvoted and you ended up watching the Nightmare before Christmas.

Tony got the movie set up and you curled into Peter. an hour later when the movie was finished you were still in the same position, you were very happy next to Peter with him stroking your hair lovingly. you buried your head further into his chest until you had to upstairs to bed.

Peter offered to carry you and you glad fully accepted, completely worn out from the chaos filled day.

when you had both gotten up to your bedroom he presented a wrapped up gift from his pocket.

"I'm not done with you yet y/n" he says with a grin on his face.

you open the package and inside find a box. upon opening it you find a beautiful silver heart locket. you open up the locket to find that Peter had already put a picture inside, it was a picture of you and him on Valentines day, on the date that he had set up for the two of you.

"omg, Pete I absolutely love it!" you say with a massive grin on your face, "can you put it on me?" you ask.

"turn around" he says, taking the necklace from you and clasping it up. "all done"

he spins you around and you land in his arms, he kisses you passionately and you kiss back just as fiercely. the kiss was filled with passion and promises.

that night you fall asleep in his arms, with a massive grin on your face.

you couldn't have wished for a better Christmas, even if it did include burnt turkey.

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bobasheebaby · 4 years

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100 Boy Meets World Prompts

Cory

1 “And I just want to ask one thing: What's this?” “No, NAME, we were just --“ “Undapants!”

2 “They want you to take the rolls!”

3 “Please pay at the register, honey. And tipping is not a city in China.”

4 “NAME, you're trying to seduce me.”

5 “No, I don't get hit by a bus.” “Why not?” “Because I use the crosswalks, I memorize the bus schedules, and if I've got a husband/wife like NAME, I ain't leavin' the house.”

6 “NAME, just face it, you're afraid to make a commitment.” “I'm not afraid to make a commit -- I've been with NAME for fifteen years!” “Ah, they've been good years.”

7 “Wait, is this you or NAME talking?” “He/She decided we're one person.”

8 “This is raw, hot, unfiltered passion, and that kiss opened the gates.” “There are no gates.” “Oh, there's gates.”

9 “You were one of those kids that enjoy getting spanked, weren't you?” “I always deserved it.”

10 “But I've never failed before.” “There's a first time for everything.” “That argument doesn't get you anywhere with him/her.”

11 “You're not my father/mother, NAME.” “If I were your father/mother, I'd spank you, NAME. Because that's what you deserve. A big spanking! Now take down your pants.

12 “How could you possibly get into this much trouble in one day?” “It didn't take me the whole day.”

13 “It's us against him/her. Living on the edge, babe.” “I like when you call me babe.”

14 “Maybe I'm dreaming. Pinch me! ... Not on the butt.” “Sorry, it was just right there.”

15 “Gee, NAME, I'm looking around the room trying to see if anyone asked your opinion. I don't see anyone. Is anyone? No?”

16 “Did you hear how I referred to myself in the third person for emphasis?” “I thought that was a nice touch.” “NAME did too.”

17 “Finally someone understands my particular genuis.”

18 “First of all, there is a Whipped Magazine. I didn't subscribe; somehow they found me.”

19 “You know, you're a very sexy boy/girl, NAME.” “Really? I'm a sexy boy/girl. Thanks. I can't wait to tell NAME.”

20 “I'm in! Those idiots let me in.”

21 “Well I am shocked and dismayed.” “Well now you can't be both. You be shocked, I'll be dismayed.”

22 “Wear something of mine. What do you want, a jacket or a hat?” “A jacket. I'm very prone to hat head. Sometimes I get it without even wearing a hat.”

23 “So how was your weekend?” “Ah, one of the all time greats. I slept in, I watched TV, I played video games. And Sunday I took it easy.”

24 “I'm supposed to see other people. You're supposed to wait until I die.”

25 “This is so great. I wish NAME was here.”

Shawn

26 “Use a mirror, babe.”

27 “You know, NAME, NAME said something interesting before that got me thinking.” “Wait a minute. NAME got you thinking?” “He/She seemed well rested.”

28 “You listened to NAME.” “Oh my God, I listened to NAME.”

29 “I mean, NAME, you're much cooler than I am. At least I thought you were.” “Trust me, I am.”

30 “Hey, if I had things my way, NAME would walk in the day after the honeymoon and have the whole thing annulled.”

31 “You know, I'd give up on them but I don't think they'd notice.” “What?”

32 “He’s/She's your ex. Let me spell that for you, X.”

33 “Please get out and don't ever come back.”

34 “Yeah, so it's like you're a couple and we're a couple, and we're exactly the same except that --“ “You're married and we're happy.”

35 “Well what kind of stupid thing was it for you to care whether I put you back together again? What are you, Humpty Dumpty?”

36 “I hate myself.” “You're not alone.”

37 “NAME, his/her lover.” “Oh, very tasteful honey. Did you hear that, NAME?” “NAME, his/her lover.” “Oh, shut up Yoko.”

38 “You're a disgrace to the entire back row.”

39 “You don't think I'm a geek?” “Of course not.” “You think I'm cool?” “Of course not.”

40 “You're thinking too much. Do what I do, don't think.”

41 “You sure that's three cheeses? Because I only see two. Where's the Gouda, pal?”

42 “Don't move. Maybe he/she doesn't see us.

43 “Oh, man, I gotta do something now. Think.” “You gotta think, NAME.” “Ow.” “Thinking cramp?” “Yeah.” “I get those, too.”

44 “Look, NAME, I've been doing some thinking. Ow!”

45 “We have to come up with a plan.” “You know that's so crazy it just may work.” “What may work?” “The plan.” “I didn't tell you what it was.” “That way they can't get it out of me.” “Get what out of you?” “Nice try.”

Topanga

46 “We've waited for this moment all our lives. What are you thinking?” “I can't believe NAME’s not here.” “I love you too.”

47 “NAME!” “Oh, no.” “Oh, don't you run away from me, you old goat.”

48 “NAME. My dear little butt-head. May I call you butt-head?” “Sure.”

49 “I don't want to offend any one and my family's feelings are the most important thing to me. But if she thought I was getting married in that freaking monstrosity, she must have been hitting the sauce.”

50 “Have you looked at him/her?” “Okay, so he’s/she's pretty, he’s/she's tall, he/she drives a new red convertible. Oh heck, I'd go out with him/her.”

51 “NAME, you transparent moron. If you sigh one more time, I'm going to give you something to sigh about.”

52 “You know I could take you.” “You don't want to dance with me, boy/girl.” “You don't see me running, do you?” “Bring it on, NAME.” “It's on.”

53 “That's it. That's it, I've had it! I don't want to put the Sweet & Lo in my purse.”

Eric

54 “Hey, little bro/sis. Life's tough, get a helmet.”

55 “So I said to myself, NOT THEIR NAME --“ “NOT THEIR NAME?” “That's what I call myself.”

56 “I'll do it. I'm the oldest.” “Actually, I'm the oldest.” “Yeah, but I've lived the longest.”

57 “I don't know what's going to happen to me. But I know I'm gonna be a good person who cares about people. And I blame you for that.”

58 “I sort of thought you guys would keep my room the way it is.” “Actually, NICKNAME, for that I think you have to be unexpectedly killed by a truck or something.”

59 “What are you going to do when your hair grows back?” “It's not going to grow back. I got my receipt!”

60 “I'm dead.” “I'm dead.” “I'll get as sick as you can get without actually dying.”

61 “NAME, one word: You're with me.”

62 “NAME, I think he’s/she's a witch. And not a good witch like Glinda, a bad witch like with the monkeys.”

63 “NAME, what are you doing to me? We had a deal. You and FRIEND are so perfect for each other you should be married!” “I'm not ready.”

64 “Oh, look at that. You wobble like a weeble!”

65 “Don't you see what you're going through? This is your middle east crisis.” “Middle age crisis.”

66 “Of all the nights to fight, I mean Halloween, this is the one holiday that's supposed to bring loved ones together.”

67 “How can I let it go when it haunts my very thought?”

68 “By the way, that last paper you wrote, I couldn't stop thinking about it.” “That's because it was smut! ‘My lips quivered.’ -- it was filth. It was screamy filth.”

69 “You can't do that, NAME.” “Why are you calling me NAME?” “Because that's your human name.”

70 “Stay out of this, NAME, it's a one man/woman mission. ... Will you help me?”

Mr. Feeny

71 “Don't you mean ‘do well’?” “No, I mean do good.”

72 “You are the worst babysitter that ever lived.” “And your children are the spawn of Satan.”

73 “I was expecting you. Today, tomorrow, yesterday. It was only a matter of time.”

74 “How are we supposed to get home?” “Wait 'til it's dark. Then run, very quickly.”

75 “You're still moving away? Ah, for the love of Mike, stop with the mind games, man.” “You know this is the reason I can't sell my house.”

76 “I know my man/woman.” “It's like we have one brain.” “Yes, well. That's too easy.”

77 “Ho, ho. Is that the stupid idea train coming 'round the bend?”

78 “Oh, I think you're much more stupid than you give yourselves credit for.”

79 “Well, since you're not set on a name for the baby, I, myself, have always been partial to THEIR NAME.”

80 “I'm not responsible for Dream THEIR NAME!”

81 “For years I've seen you give advice to everybody, but never me. Why is that?!” “You don't ask.”

82 “The guy on our couch eating our beer nuts.” “Mmm, nutty.”

83 “Wait a minute. Maybe we should all just think for a second.” “No, NAME and I tried that. It doesn't work.”

Jack

84 “You don't know what it's like to live here, man. You don't.” “Why do you stay?” “Because ... he’s/she's my friend. Because I like him/her. And no matter what crazy things he/she says or does, I still like him/her. God help me I still like him/her.”

85 “You know, NAME, I'm having trouble opening this jar.” “That's because it's a can.”

86 “I can't be poor. I'm too good looking to be poor.”

87 “I would never pay for that shirt.”

88 “He's/She’s too passive. He/She needs to voice his/her opinions more.” “Ooh, NAME, what do you think about that?” “I don't know.”

Angela

89 “You guys are our closest friends, but we are sick and tired of you!”

90 “Because I'd rather give him/her attention for acting normal.” “Oh, honey. We know that's never going to happen.”

91 “Let me ask you this, in all the time you were with NAME, did he ever call out the name S/O NAME?” “No, but he called out the name PERSON ANAME.” “In what context?”

92 “No, I was just a little surprised seeing you here, eating my food, which is mine.” — Rachel

Alan

93 “It's quarter after three. Only creeps and wierdos are up now.” [person c enters]

94 “Anything happens to NAME, I'll kill you.” “You like him/her better than me.” [person a nods]

95 “I have an incomplete future.” “Of course you have an incomplete future. The future's always incomplete. When it's complete, people tend to call it the past.”

96 “You chose FRIEND over your own flesh and blood? You're dead to me.”

Amy

97 “I don't like it when you call him/her an idiot, NAME.” “I didn't call him/her anything.” “Oh, well I guess I must have thought it in my head.”

98 “NAME, we used you as a decoy. We knew you'd be stupid so we used it against you.”

99 “What happened? I used to be good.” “NAME, I say this with love and respect. You were never good.”

100 “We're just asking you to get us off the hook.” “No. This is your hook, you're going to hang there like the worms you are.”

#boy meets world prompts #boy meets world quotes #cory matthews #shawn hunter #eric mattews #topanga lawrence #george feeny #writing prompts #drabble prompts #dialogue prompts #quaratine sucks and making these keeps my mind busy #i live in covid 19 hell #i love the feeny call #fee hee hee hee heenay

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cryoculus · 5 years

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Who is your Top 3 favorite from haikyuu and bnha and why?? I’m curious!!

Wow I never thought somebody would be interested skdkksks here it goes:

HQ:

I think this is obvious, it’s Kuroo, guys. I adore him because he’s the most balanced person in the entire series in my perspective, honestly. Maybe I cultivated more of his personality than what’s canon, but yep I absolutely adore this bedheaded freak.

Oikawa easily takes second place. I love-hate his simultaneously genuis and cocky persona. Most people would think he’s just that, a cocky genius, but whenever I try experimenting with writing him, I get a little lost because I think he has a really complex personality. I’m very invested in complex characters he kinda reminds me of Cersei Lannister lmfao

Tendou Satori. I have no idea why I like him so much, honestly. Ever since I read about his backstory in the manga, I always kinda depicted him as this monster that needed to be loved in my head.

BNHA

Chisaki Kai. Oh God, I don’t know WHY I fuck with Chisaki so hard. I’ve just gone past the part in the manga where Shigaraki takes him back from the police’s custody, so I haven’t met everyone yet (like Hawks) but his blind loyalty to the yakuza appealed to me so much? I kept defending it to my boyfriend that Chisaki Is Just Misunderstood and he said “HE LITERALLY TOOK APART A LITTLE GIRL AND PUT HER BACK TOGETHER FOR HIS SELFISH DESIRES” and— nope I still love him. I love psychopaths Im A Psychopath Fucker. Gift me chisaki fics and ill love you forever.

Dabi comes in at second. My like for him was prrrrrobably fueled by all those Dabi is a Todoroki conspiracies I’ve read thus far, but something about his character clicked with me the same way Oikawa’s did.

OUR RESIDENT SHY BOY Mister Amajiki Tamaki is our third placer, ‘cause I’m not entirely a villain fucker. Power-wise, even Fat told Eijirou that this guy exceeds even the pros, but his mentality is all that’s hindering him. I want to wrap him in a blanket and comfort him til I die.

I don’t really have a specific type for the characters I like, but the most consistent kind of person I constantly take a liking to are: psychopaths (take Joe from You, for example) and those with complex characters (Yes I like Cersei she’s a key character don’t wish her death).

Thanks for the ask though! I’ve been wanting to let out all that pent up Chisaki frustration and might just write something for the guy.

#tea time #anon #kuroo tetsurou #oikawa tooru #tendou satori #bnha #overhaul #dabi #amajiki tamaki

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 6 years

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Sweetheart Firefighter

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Request #1: An angsty and fluffy firefighter dean x reader?

Request #2: Hi, can you do one where the reader is friends with Sam and Dean and her then meet?

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean x reader

Word Count: 2,100ish

Warnings: language, dangerous situations

A/N: Combined these requests to make a different firefighter story...

“Hey, you want a ride pipsqueak?” said Sam as you walked out of the bar after calling it a night.

“I could use the fresh air. I’m like three blocks down,” you said, waving him off. “Happy hour tomorrow?”

“Yeah. Hey, good luck on your presentation tomorrow,” he said, walking across the street.

“We were just drinking the past two hours to help me forget that you loser!” you shouted back, Sam letting out a big laugh.

“Knock ‘em dead pipsqueak,” he said, unlocking his car. “Night Y/N.”

“Night, Sammy,” you said back, heading down the empty sidewalk towards your apartment building. You heard him honk as he drove past and went left, headed for his house. You walked a little faster now that cool air was getting to you and you did want to run through your charts one last time before bed.

You saw a guy on the other side of the street head into one of the bar’s that was probably closing up early for the night, not uncommon on a Wednesday in these parts. You guessed he was the owner doing one last sweep before he headed home.

“Holy...” you said as your eyes went wide, bright orange flames dancing through the windows in the top of the place. You pulled out your phone and got a hold of the fire department, hearing a pop and what sounded like an explosion inside. “Shit, there’s a guy in there.”

“Mam’ did you say someone is in the building?” asked the person on the other end.

“Yeah, I saw him go in and he didn’t come out,” you said, walking across the street and feeling the heat already. “Crap that’s hot.”

“Mam’ do not go in the building,” said the voice on the other end.

“I’m not...” you said, spotting a pair of legs laying on the floor. “Sorry about this but I’m pretty sure he’s not gonna make it if I wait for you guys.”

“Mam’ do not-”

You dropped your phone and threw up your hood, zipping up your jacket, pulling your scarf up over your nose and rushing inside.

Your first thought was that was an extremely stupid idea. It was boiling, you couldn’t see anything and your lungs already burned. But you knew where the guy should have been and headed in that direction. He was out cold, a cut on his head but thankfully no flames had made their way towards him yet. You grabbed his jacket and tugged him up, nearly falling face first into a flaming beam.

You pulled him out after you as you heard the story above you start to collapse, your feet moving fast as you dragged him outside and down the sidewalk a ways. You could hear the sirens in the distance as you tried to catch your breath.

“You’re okay buddy,” you said, patting him on the chest, realizing it wasn’t moving. You started on the compressions you learned in class, your head getting dizzy fast, your own body needing oxygen too. When you heard the sirens blaring in your ear you finally saw him suck in a gasp and cough hard, rolling onto his side as you slumped down beside him.

“Ouch,” you said, smelling burnt everything in your nose, wiping at your hand and finding a roll of gauze around it. You glanced around, remembering the fire as you sat up in your hospital bed, ripping your oxygen tube off.

“Don’t be a dumbass, pipsqueak,” you heard Sam say, standing in your doorway. “You should leave that on.”

“Uh hey, Sam,” you said, giving a sheepish smile. “Bet you regret letting me list you as my emergency contact now.”

“About that...come with me,” he said, stepping inside and helping you out of bed, a hand on your arm even though you felt mostly tired was all.

“Where are we going?” you asked, heading down the hall a few rooms, finding a bunch of guys in firefighter shirts and uniforms standing outside it.

“Y/N,” said Sam, guiding you into the room where you saw the guy you saved. “This is Dean. He’s a firefighter. He also happens to be my big brother and apparently you saved his ass tonight.”

“Can I talk to her? Alone?” asked Dean, sitting up in his bed. He looked worse for wear and you noticed a cast on his arm in addition to the bandage on his head.

“Don’t grovel too much to her,” said Sam, sliding a chair over for you. “I’ll be right outside.”

The second Sam shut the door, Dean’s netural face disappeared.

“What the fuck were you thinking? If a cop said not to go run into a bank robbery, would you fucking do that?” he said, holding up his hands.

“That’s a very rude thank you,” you said, crossing your arms at him. He glared and threw his sheets back, trying to stand up but staying put after a few failed attempts. “Yes, I’m shaking in my boots at you in that little gown.”

“You could have died. You potentially put how many people’s lives at risk just to be the hero?” he said.

“Why were you in that building?” you asked. He rolled his eyes.

“It was on fire and it’s a bar and I wanted to make sure if anyone was in the bar they got the hell out, genuis,” he said with a huff.

“Oh, you mean do the same thing I did,” you said with a smile. “Except I actually saved you.”

“I’m a firefighter, not you,” he said. He crossed his arms and winced when he remembered his cast, scowling at it.

“Last I checked, just because you’re a firefighter doesn’t make you magically impreviuous to fire,” you said. “Case in point.”

“I probably broke it because of you,” he shot back.

“And we’re done. You’re welcome,” you said, storming out into the hall to find Sam and a bunch of firefighters staring at you. “I can’t believe you’re related to that jackass.”

“I take it your talk didn’t go over so well?” asked Sam. You huffed and felt your blood boil, your body tight.

“No, he freaking yelled at me for saving him and...” you said, reaching out for anything as you started to go down.

“Get her back on oxygen,” said someone as you leaned against Sam, starting to wheeze. A mask was shoved over your face as you sat down, Dean shouting from his room. “You know how to piss ‘em off, don’t you, Dean?”

“She alright?” you heard him say. You stuck a thumbs up and took a deep breath as Sam rubbed a hand up and down your back.

“You’re okay, just relax, pipsqueak,” said Sam. “And thank you.”

You looked up at him and he smiled.

“Oh you know what for. Ever do it again though and you’ll have two pissed off Winchesters on your hands,” he teased, helping you up and into a wheelchair someone brought over.

“I said is she alright?” you heard Dean say again. You stuck your head in his doorway and saw he was all concern now, his training kicking in most likely. “You should get your ass in your bed.”

You rolled your eyes but nodded, giving a tiny smile he returned. After a minute you were back in your room, getting some rest and a hopeful discharge in the morning.

“Hi Sam,” you said the next day, getting a bag with some clothes for you from him. “Bustin’ me out of this joint?”

“Would she hurry up? I want to go home,” you heard from the hallway, poking your head out to see Dean in a fresh pair of clothes and sitting in a wheelchair. “I was talking about you, slowpoke.”

“Remind me not to run into a burning building and save you ever again,” you said. You changed into your clothes and had a nurse in the room with your discharge papers you quickly signed, hopping into your wheelchair and giving Dean a smug smile. “You look better without the pout, sweetheart.”

He glanced up at Sam, completely out of his element at that and you laughed.

“She’s like chick you. Why do you think I’ve been trying to get you to hang out with us for so long,” said Sam, pushing Dean’s chair as the nurse got yours.

“Don’t be too hard on him, Sam. He’s probably shy under that devilish little face,” you said, patting Dean’s cheek.

“Takes one to know one,” he said, flashing a smirk as you scowled. “Take me home Sammy.”

Two Days Later

“Hello?” you said, knocking on the door of Sam’s house, pushing it open when you got no answer.

“In here,” you heard Dean shout, your feet taking you to family room. “I thought you were Sammy.”

“He invited me over for movie night but I didn’t realize you’d be here,” you said, Dean crossing his arms. “Not that I have a problem with that.”

“Sorry to intrude on your Sammy and me time but you’re kind of stuck with me here for a few weeks,” he said, lifting up his leg to reveal a soft cast around his foot. “You really threw me around like a rag doll, didn’t you?”

“No, I swear I-”

“I’m messin’ with you, sweetheart,” he said, scooting over on the couch so you had a spot. “Falling debris got me. It happens all the time. In fact, you’re more likely to go from anything beside the actual fire. Smoke’ll get you before you even realize it.”

“I’m just glad I had a scarf. I still felt like I couldn’t breathe,” you said.

“Well, I guess I should say thanks for saving me and everything. But never again or the Lawrence County Fire Department will chew your ass out,” he said.

“Deal. I don’t think I can handle over concerned Sam again,” you said, sitting down as Dean laughed. “You getting the treatment too?”

“Considering he’s forcing me to move in with him for the next month, yeah, I’d say he��s concerned. He told me to call for backup before rushing in next time,” said Dean. “I would apparently be murdered if I got his best friend killed.”

“Hey, I got out of my work presentation so it wasn’t all bad,” you joked, Dean scoffing.

“I bet they get the ran in a burning building excuse all the time,” said Dean.

“Oh, yeah totally,” you said, Dean grabbing hold of your hand. “Uh...what are you doing?”

“Bathroom break and I can’t wait until Sammy gets back. I don’t know where he put my crutches,” said Dean, throwing an arm over your shoulder as you helped him up. You got him in the bathroom and found the crutches in the kitchen, the door swining open as Dean smiled. He moved much faster on them and got back to the couch on his own. “Are you alright? You’re zoning out there, Y/N.”

“Sorry just...yeah, not thinking I guess,” you said, Dean nodding his head before he smiled.

“It’s okay if you were checking me out. I know it’s hard not to fall for a strapping, handsome man such as myself,” he said.

“I was making sure you didn’t trip on the rug,” you said, cocking your head.

“I thought you weren’t thinking,” he said, flashing a smirk.

“Shut up,” you said, running a hand through his hair before you sat back down. “How long before Sam is back? I’m getting hungry.”

“Should be any minute now.”

Two Hours Later

“Sorry guys, they screwed up the order and there was traffic and...” said Sam, stopping in the hallway when he saw Dean and you curled up on the couch together. “Well aren’t you two the cutest little things. I’ve only been trying to hook you up for who knows how long.”

“It’s a friendly cuddle is all,” you said, giving Sam a smirk.

“Uh huh. When have we ever cuddled up on the couch like that?” asked Sam.

“Shut up,” you and Dean said in unison before you broke out laughing.

“Whatever. As long as dumb and dumber are happy, so am I,” said Sam. “Seriously though, you two...together?”

“He hasn’t even taken me on a date yet, Sam,” you said, Dean pulling you tight against his chest. “Oh, you know you’ve got one tomorrow night, sweetheart.”

“You’re the sweetheart, sweetheart,” said Dean, sniffing the air. “We’re starving so bring that food on over Sammy.”

“Yeah, we discovered we ordered the same burger. It’s meant to be,” you said, Dean sitting you up as Sam put the bags down on the coffee table.

“Or I can just eat what she doesn’t finish,” said Dean. “Win, win.”

“Eat your burger, firefighter,” you said, grabbing one of the containers for him.

“Alright, firefighter.”

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mattyslittleworld · 6 years

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love doesn't mean it'll last

I went for a walk a few hours ago to listen to some music. I got caught in a thunder storm, hiding like Tom Hanks with a volley ball, under some hangover at a school near my crib. I had to sit there for mad long. A cop drove behind it and asked if I had a warrant, wanted my name and address and all this shit I was like you’re bugging. Then drove away without giving me a ride back home like a typical trash middletown cop. But I was forced to sit down and listen to music and relax, it was actually amazing. I listened to The National’s new record Sleep Well Beast. I listened to City and Colour’s new live album. Ben Howard records. Owen’s cover of American Footballs “Never Meant”. I know from my IG and the public perception im very heavily into Hip Hop and shit but I don’t think anything can touch my heart soul and interest level like these records and artists do. Indie / Folk music really cuts deep. Some of my favorite bands are Thursday, Death Cab For Cutie, The Postal Service, Bright Eyes, Elliot Smith, Dylan, all that shit. I came up on that shit. Bands like Mae, or even Metalcore that crossed over into clean jazz parts like Misery Signals and 7 angels 7 plagues. Their piano ballad jhazmynes lullaby changed my life and I got that name tattooed on the tops of my wrists. I think that was the first time I realized you can be into hardcore, create hardcore, have the stereotypical lifestyle and look, but still be emotional. They’d go from the heaviest breakdowns right into clean pedals delay and beautiful soundscapes that you could really get lost in on a night like tonight stranded out to sea. 2 nights ago Albee played his first show back in New Jersey since the D.A. unbanned him. It was crazy. I pulled up solo and met up with them and it was crazy to see how many people fuck with that dudes movement. It was also crazy to see how famous and embraced Fetty Wap is. He was mad cool. Anyone who’s family to Belv is family to me. The crowd freaked the fuck out when he came on stage it was so sick. There was like 50 of us on stage it was such a good time and im glad I went. Makes me so stoked on all the work me and Belv have been putting in. We both got albums on deck for 4th quarter 2018, first quarter 2019. The new Mozzy came out and im sitting here just vibed out listening to the song “Blackhearted”. The beats this dude picks are so beautiful. Like piano ballad beats with soul samples, he seems very intelligent because these bars are insane. Tonight I met up with Jeff because he have this weird tradition of just going to as many shows as possible. We saw Brian Fallon again at Count Basie in Red Bank. First off - ive been working so hard lately that ive been feeling extremely extremely extremely alone. I don’t hangout with anybody 1 on 1 these days, I don’t really go out side. I literally don’t even have a social group. I travel everywhere alone, and I just in general move by myself. Im at a point now where some people have tried some fuck shit to get to some of the people ive been working with. Before this I was so busy recording so any social time to myself and “friends” was basically engineers, collaborations, and music related. The whole “go to the movies” type of social life or any normal shit has just kinda been erased from my life. Sometimes when Im out, in passing, ill see a group of like 5 or 6 kids just laughing passing me. Bonding in the simplest way and it makes me choke up. I love it. I haven’t felt that in mad long but when I think back on when I did have that - in the back of my head all I wanted to do was get a shot at music. So now that I have that shot I have to bite down. Im foaming at the mouth for this shit. Anyway tonight with Jeff was the first in awhile where I put shit aside and hung out and caught a show outside of some business shit. I appreciate that dude probably more than he realizes. He saw something in me, a fight, a fire, and linked me with Jesse - who literally spun my life in a 180. Brian is probably one of my favorite songwriters these days. I know thats a cliche thing to say but I really was there from the jump, like Myspace days. Ive met him a few times and he has a tattoo of a band I Sang for and we chopped it up and he was a really nice dude. After his show there was an immediate standing ovation. Im talking like within a second the entire sold out count Basie theater jumped to their feet and roared. It literally scared him. The look in his eyes was so unreal. I could see him thinking “how did I get here?” For kids like us its a dream to play that room. I cant imagine 10 years from now being blessed enough to sell that bitch out with a standing ovation. Within that moment I can tell he went right back to being a kid walking past that shit with “one day” eyes. I really had a good time tonight though. It was so nice to get out. After I caught up with my boy Joe who booked the show and runs The Basie. The shit he was saying to me put me on cloud 9. So encouraging. He mentioned my work all across the boards, in all genres and told me to keep going. Its hard sometimes to hold the faith but times like this when a dude who used to book your hardcore band and is now booking these crazy concerts says keep going for said reasons….damn man. Makes me wonder. Its 4:30 am and I had food and watched Ebro / Genuis interviews and passed out so im probably up for the day. This Mozzy record really is amazing. Now that im getting older im finding myself wanting to settle down with a girl and spend more time with my family and hers. That aspect of my life is creeping up. Ive never felt that. Every relationship ive ever been in was shit and stagnant with people who switched up. Ive never felt true bond. True companionship. True love. True strength. True ride or die I got you till the end marriage type shit. My hearts been empty for so long. My hearts been closed. But tonight I walked from Starbucks in red bank to the Basie, with a cup of coffee, felt the breeze of October…..and I just felt my heart being open again. Its still empty, but at least its open and I felt warm and excited for one day hopefully having the opportunity to meeting somebody that will let me make them coffee. I know that I have met her. Ive known her for about 10 years. I feel her deep in my soul….but sometimes love aint enough so ive been faced with the crossroads and I had to move forward. Hopefully one day it’ll pan out because my fists are bloody from fighting. You know who you are. I know you’re reading this. Im looking forward to halloween, and the holidays and the cold weather. Spending time by the fire, having good coffee, with good people that ive neglected over the past couple years due to tour and life and me being a dumb kid. I feel the energy shifting. I feel the industry shifting. I feel them watching. I feel her, I think of her everyday, I hope she thinks of me. -1-

Mozzy - Black Hearted

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izzyizumi · 6 years

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Taishirou Fic Notes: REPEAT?_

(For Chapters/Parts 1+2) Under the cut!... (... There’ll be spoilers for the entirety of the fic) (This is a preliminary draft/outline until I can make it neater ? looking yeah pfft) (Also see the original fic outline for more earlier elaboration)

-- Chapters 1+2 --

- These chapters are somewhat partly self explanatory; the ‘prologue’ of sorts that set everything up. I think they were the third/fourth or so pieces that I wrote / outlined for this thing? (After the couple of chapters towards the very end...) - This entire idea spawned when I was thinking of Taishiro AU ideas [including previous ones I’ve had] and basically going ‘what’s a Koushiro AU I hadn’t thought of yet??’ - Somehow my mind went ‘ARCHAEOLOGIST ..... KOUSHIRO’ ??? ‘PLUS TIMELOOPS / KAGEDAZE TAISHIRO AU’ ??? PLUS ‘COLLEGE AU’ ???? - Essentially I was thinking of careers Koushiro could have in the real world that would a) be suitable for him b) satisfy his thirst for Knowledge [while also relating to how Knowledge is used in the timeloops] c) would take him a while to complete, but be very worthwile to him in the end d) would have some mystery / intrigue involved, especially when connecting to the Digital World e) would keep him close to Taichi [because he relates tech with it, and is involved in higher education / etc., eventually it could lead to him still becoming a researcher like in the canon epilogue in the end, or in other spinoff AU thoughts... also Taichi having a law-related career that keeps him close to Koushiro] ... etc. etc. - then my mind went ‘OH THAT’S A GOOD IDEA I CAN ALSO RELATE IT TO ‘THAT THING’ YEAH’ (i.e. THE WELL the well where HE FINDS HIS CREST) - however in the back of my mind I was probably also thinking of a super-cute old Cardcaptor Sakura series 1 episode / moment in which then still mostly newly introduced “rival” to Sakura, Syaoran Li, watches Fujitaka Kinomoto’s archaeology presentation. Syaoran grows more and more interested the point he’s internally [and externally, but ‘hiding’ it (well ? from Fujitaka, badly otherwise)] cheering over it when Fujitaka offers to show him more archaeology related things in the future - only to immediately find out next Fujitaka is Sakura Kinomoto’s father [hahaaaa]. Of course Syaoran x Sakura becomes the canon couple in the end anyhow [hahaaaaa. sorry Syaoran ilu but you were pretty amusing back then and also v. tsun in that ‘fail’ kind of way] (some of his early tsun expressions kinda remind me of Adventure Taichi too??) (...Our War Game Taichi even kind of ??) - So my mind might have subconsciously been ‘combining’ all those things (along with an image in my head of photographer Koushiro from Tri studying things in the Digital World) and basically turning that implied Syaoran/Sakura + Archaeology things [if indirectly] into Taishiro + Archaeology AU yes - (also I was following CCS’s new Clear Card Arc at the time in both manga form first and then anime form, so ... yes it was at the back of my mind) - The first lines that basically spurred on this AU were the opening rambles / summary but more notably what immediately came to mind was Koushiro’s “Oh, I’M adopted.” - line, in response to Taichi’s dumb question literally HE WROTE HIMSELF (Koushiro - unfortunately - never has a scene in-show where he actually talks about it with the other Chosen, not even in an 02 era cd drama where he was literally visiting his biological parents’ graves and right after on the way home runs into the other Adventure Chosen sans Taichi and Yamato - and he STILL doesn’t even bring his biological parents up at all, not even that he was just visiting them like ‘oh, I was just on my way back from...’ - so essentially this is him saying it right off the bat and startling Taichi indirectly with it while he’s at it.) - It also prevents having to take forever to set that particular reveal up ... while at the same time taking forever to set that reveal up in Adventure universe and with more impact otherwise hahaaa. (CRY) - So, these two chapters are the setup. - You may notice there’s a feeling of ‘something’s definitely not quite right here’ or ‘something’s up’ all through these parts, the writing style (I basically kind of... mentally storyboard, then translate that into an outline, then storyboard again, then attempt to write anything etc. etc.), (but also the kind of ‘limited’ writing style, too) and basically the entire fic. That’s the timeloops effect lingering in the background, impacting events / feelings / actions, etc. Even the slightest things like Koushiro’s expressions as he regards Taichi, the tiniest movements he makes, or Taichi’s mind running a little (A LOT) more wildly than usual. - When Taichi first hears Koushiro’s ‘(smooth) voice drifting through the open door’, that’s basically the timeloops effect slamming into him right from the get-go. His mind is running wildly subconsciously too like ‘WHAT? WHAT?? WHAT???’ because he’s so confused / startled / scared / basically majorly freaked out to the point of a feeling of dread / horror etc. l-lolll poor Taichi I’M SORRY I love you really (this is also the KageDaze inspired effect because poor Hibiya there, too, [the boy] is basically this through most of the song) [specific dialogue notes] - ‘ok, he's not really a "kid", he's a fellow adult, but Taichi's mind seems to insist on calling him that, for some reason....’ and all of the ‘his age’ bits etc. - Taichi’s mind is subconsciously relating Koushiro’s actual age to him (‘he’s younger than you think!!! you KNEW HIM IN SCHOOL!!! BEFORE!!!’) except he’s not fully realizing, of course. - short-cut spiky red hair and pure black eyes ('why are you staring so intently at his eyes, idiot!!') Again, timeloops effect slamming. Taichi’s recognizing Koushiro’s features right away and what stands out the most are his hair [dark red] and his eyes [somehow pure black (...lol fandom injoke?)]. This also relates in ch. 4, “Bridge” - when young Taichi notices Koushiro’s red hair ‘stands out the most’ in the light, and Koushiro’s (eyes are) staring right at him (because that young Koushiro’s becoming aware of the loops and freaked out / feeling dread crashing into him, himself). (also other similar parts of the fic) This also relates to novels Koushiro knowing he ‘stands out like a sore thumb’ in class (and how that line relates later with the Izumis / his adoption, as well.) - social sciences? Psychology? Health in general? Science itself? ARCHAEOLOGY??! Basically Koushiro is a freaking genuis [timeloops.... effect] [but also natural hhhh-ha] and subconsciously-or-not relating his career to as many ‘Knowledge’-gathering fields as possible, yeah. SLOW DOWN KOUSHIRO - and he's talking so animatedly and precisely and smartly because again, Child of Knowledge / timeloops. (He’d probably be an amazing professional teacher too negl) (and also how do both his seiyuu/voice actors sound so good HOW). Ok but for real, this is also simultaneously Koushiro’s ‘professional mode’ and / or his ‘mask’ so to speak. He’s enjoying it too, mostly, but... at the same time, it’s like going through the motions.... Koushiro ;A;/ - Taichi keeps staring at him, how is he so... pretty - ('wait what?!') ('but he kind of is, in that way where he has this glow about him-') Timeloops effect reminding him yes, Taichi, you are definitely attracted to Koushiro Izumi (maybe a bit too much) Koushiro’s ‘glow’ is basically him becoming animated / excited whenever he talks about Knowledge-related topics he’s particularly interested in! (But also kind of like... his inner... glow ehehhh....) - The presenter (Izumi?) turns around and stares at him directly, sharply, (kindly?) with those black eyes and says semi-brightly despite the situation he's in, in front of this room full of dumb college kids like Taichi himself - "Oh, I'M adopted." Dun dun dunnnn (hey, Taichi, did you REALLY get Koushiro’s last name/name or-) (...he didn’t) Now Koushiro’s directly focusing his attentions on Taichi, subconsciously recognizing him while he’s at it. He’s staring ‘kindly’ because of the warm feelings his subconscious / past self has towards Taichi; while also out of genuine kindness / intrigue from this universes’ Koushiro himself. Koushiro’s definitely feeling that ‘pull’ but at the same time warning bells are going off like crazy in his head too, and maybe subconsciously freaking him out too (although he’s a little more logical about it than Taichi, maybe... ...? or trying to not panic before he finishes this thing anyway) - After the presentation is over, the kid is gathering up his things outside the room, and fixing his slightly moved tie all neatly, and Taichi approaches him awkwardly from behind. THE TRUE MEETING and basically they’re both subconsciously knowing they were going to have to talk here but .... - "Izumi" turns to stare at him, more intently, now. "It's all right. ...?" (He was a little confused as to why this cool looking kid [??] bothered apologizing to him for that, but he accepts it...) Koushiro’s staring intently because he’s so hyper-focused subconsciously, but also because he likes giving his full attention where it matters in general, too. Also ‘cool looking kid’ is Taichi’s mind thinking maybe that’s how Koushiro might see him, basically. (TAICHI PLS....) (ok but he also added the ‘??’ because he realizes... yeah TAICHI PLS) (Koushiro was a bit surprised this boy actually did think to apologize, but....) - Koushiro smiles slightly. Actually smiles. KOUSHIRO’S SMILES ARE VERY IMPORTANT IN THIS FIC OK Koushiro smiles so impassioned-ly at the start of everything (especially in this verse, where he rarely gets the chance to smile AT ALL it doesn’t help that this Koushiro didn’t go to the Digital World, didn’t make any close friends, DIDN’T MEET TENTOMON OR TAICHI and etc....) - so that when this Koushiro smiles genuinely, it’s SUPER IMPORTANT, OK - "Are you interested? I'm afraid the next dig is already scheduled very soon, but..." "Wait, you're leaving, soon-?!" ('Shut up, you idiot!!') Koushiro is looking at him oddly now - Taichi’s mind is going even more wild with the warning bells and basically yelling ‘SOMETHING’S DEFINITELY WRONG HERE DON’T LET HIM GO IF YOU LET HIM GO HE’S GOING TO UP AND LEAVE AND YOU’LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN !!!!!’ (Also his mind running wild kind of parallels Ep 21′s inspirations too??) (don’t forget Taichi hasn’t had a lot of his ‘character development’ here as well) Koushiro’s looking at him oddly because he’s having a similar feeling but trying to figure out what the heck is up with this and ... this boy... ? - Koushiro is about ready to have to leave again, and Taichi thinks as fast as he can. Taichi’s not ... as known for his thinking deeply in canon when he’s younger (lol) (well, um, pre...? SkullGreymon ? anyhow maybe w-wah) and considering WARNING BELLS he’s basically thinking of the ‘last resort’ type thing he can say / ask / (yell?) / etc. (or - BAM, TIMELINE OVER BAD END). - "W-Wait, which area are you in-?" Koushiro turns with a raised eyebrow and another slight smile. Koushiro’s raising his eyebrow / smiling because he’s basically internally thinking ‘...This one, hmm ..... ‘ - He lives in fucking Odaiba. Literally a block away from Taichi. ('SHIIIIIIIIIIT') ('TAICHI YOU ARE AN IDIOT') ... oh. (yeah) (TIMELOOOOOOPS EFFEEEEEECT) (TAICHI YOU ARE AN IDIOT) -- Chapter 2 -- (kind of) - He doesn't know how it happens, but in some other universe somewhere, he probably ends up not walking Koushiro home and regretting it for the rest of his life when Koushiro just ups and leaves on an archaeology dig somewhere and Taichi never sees him again - ('Seriously, stop thinking!!') So yeah, that part about ‘YOU’LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN’ ?? [Taichi(+Koushiro) avoided the BAD END ?? ?] [to be continued]

#izzyizumi posts #izzyizumi writes #izzyizumi writing #izzyizumi rambles #izzyizumi text #fic: repeat #fic #taishiro #fic notes #(OK BUT FOR REAL)#(it was fun hinting at these things literally all throughout the fic wahhh)#(basically foreshadowing. foreshadowing everywhere)#(Taichi voice 'HELP')#(... also thinking of all the spots the plot could have gotten them here t b h)#(among others)#(tbh though I wonder if anyone reading caught all the references)#(or the foreshadowing yeah)

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x-strokeofmadness-x · 7 years

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Tag N° XII

tagged by; @my-secret-sketchpad and @ruby-chan98

Rules: BOLD the statements that are true for you!

APPEARANCE:

I AM 5'7" OR TALLER (I’m 5′5′’, I’m smol and often made fun of as everyone is a freaking giant in the Netherlands, ok)

I WEAR GLASSES

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE TATTOO

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE PIERCING (pierced ears, but doesn’t count for this probably)

I HAVE BLONDE HAIR

I HAVE BROWN EYES

I HAVE SHORT HAIR (middle-long though I’m going to cut it somewhat shorter)

MY ABS ARE AT LEAST SOMEWHAT DEFINED (ha. I wish.)

I HAVE OR HAVE HAD BRACES

PERSONALITY:

I LOVE MEETING NEW PEOPLE (online it’s ok, but irl I’m far too shy or anxious of saying stupid things/scaring people away, so nope)

PEOPLE TELL ME THAT I’M FUNNY (sometimes, yes)

HELPING OTHERS WITH THEIR PROBLEMS IS A BIG PRIORITY FOR ME

I ENJOY PHYSICAL CHALLENGES (no, though I’ll do physically exhausting stuff if people dare me/say that I possibly can’t do it)

I ENJOY MENTAL CHALLENGES (depends on what it is and the mood I’m in)

I’M PLAYFULLY RUDE WITH PEOPLE I KNOW WELL

I STARTED SAYING SOMETHING IRONICALLY AND NOW I CAN’T STOP SAYING IT (started misspelling/mispronouncing ‘genius’ as ‘genuis’ because of a friend’s joke)

THERE IS SOMETHING I WOULD CHANGE ABOUT MY PERSONALITY

ABILITY:

I CAN SING WELL (haha, I wish again)

I CAN PLAY AN INSTRUMENT (piano reasonably through self-teaching atm, had violin lessons in the past, but quit, though I want to pick it up again, as it’s my favourite instrument)

I CAN DO OVER 30 PUSHUPS WITHOUT STOPPING (no.)

I’M A FAST RUNNER (too smol legs to be)

I CAN DRAW WELL (well enough)

I HAVE A GOOD MEMORY (I can instantly look up passages if I read something recently, and can remember a lot of insignificant things said, at other times my memory completely fails me though)

I’M GOOD AT DOING MATH IN MY HEAD (nope, have to write it down)

I CAN HOLD MY BREATH UNDERWATER FOR UNDER A MINUTE

I HAVE BEATEN AT LEAST 2 PEOPLE IN ARM WRESTLING

I KNOW HOW TO COOK AT LEAST 3 MEALS FROM SCRATCH (I can cook, but always look at notes or the recipe, just to be sure)

I KNOW HOW TO THROW A PROPER PUNCH (I can only slap properly, with the proper slap sound and all)

HOBBIES:

I ENJOY PLAYING SPORTS (to a degree yes actually, I just hated the teaming up process in high school)

I’M ON A SPORTS TEAM AT MY SCHOOL OR SOMEWHERE ELSE

I’M IN AN ORCHESTRA OR CHOIR AT MY SCHOOL OR SOMEWHERE ELSE

I HAVE LEARNED A NEW SONG IN THE PAST WEEK (I’m trying to learn a new song on the piano right now?)

I WORK OUT AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK

I’VE GONE FOR RUNS AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK IN THE WARMER MONTHS

I HAVE DRAWN SOMETHING IN THE PAST MONTH

I ENJOY WRITING (don’t do it often, but I enjoy it)

FANDOMS ARE MY #1 PASSION (my passions change a lot, but fandoms have been my no.1 passion at times, yes)

I DO OR HAVE DONE MARTIAL ARTS (have done judo in the past)

EXPERIENCES:

I HAVE HAD MY FIRST KISS

I HAVE HAD ALCOHOL

I HAVE SCORED THE WINNING GOAL IN A SPORTS GAME (not sure if winning goal ever, but I’ve had my moments)

I HAVE WATCHED AN ENTIRE SEASON OF A TV SHOW IN ONE SITTING

I HAVE BEEN AT AN OVERNIGHT EVENT

I HAVE BEEN IN A TAXI

I HAVE BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL OR ER IN THE PAST YEAR

I HAVE BEATEN A VIDEO GAME IN ONE DAY

I HAVE VISITED ANOTHER COUNTRY

I HAVE BEEN TO ONE OF MY FAVORITE BAND’S CONCERTS

RELATIONSHIPS:

I’M IN A RELATIONSHIP (with the most adorable bean ever <3)

I HAVE A CRUSH ON A CELEBRITY (I don’t get crushes on celebrities)

I HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE I KNOW (I guess this means irl? leaving it a blank)

I HAVE BEEN IN AT LEAST 3 RELATIONSHIPS

I HAVE NEVER BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP

I HAVE ASKED SOMEONE OUT OR ADMITTED MY FEELINGS TO THEM (only once, and having them say they liked me back was the best feeling ever c: )

I GET CRUSHES EASILY (on anime characters yes, irl no, and when I do they tend to last for (too) long)

I HAVE HAD A CRUSH ON SOMEONE FOR OVER A YEAR

I HAVE BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP FOR AT LEAST A YEAR (previous one yes, current one no(t yet))

I HAVE HAD FEELINGS FOR A FRIEND (and they were reciprocated, hooray)

MY LIFE:

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE PERSON I CONSIDER A “BEST FRIEND”

I LIVE CLOSE AT MY SCHOOL (I consider to move more closely to my uni tho)

MY PARENTS ARE STILL TOGETHER (hahahahaha, no. what is this dad thing you’re speaking of? can you eat it?)

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE SIBLING (one little sister)

I LIVE IN THE UNITED STATES (sorry, but I’m happy that I do not)

THERE IS SNOW RIGHT NOW WHERE I LIVE

I HAVE HUNG OUT WITH A FRIEND IN THE PAST MONTH (we have tried to make plans to hang out for the past month? :’) )

I HAVE A SMARTPHONE

I HAVE AT LEAST 15 CD’S

I SHARE MY ROOM WITH SOMEONE

RANDOM SHIT:

I HAVE BREAKDANCED

I KNOW A PERSON NAMED JAMIE

I HAVE HAD A TEACHER WITH A LAST NAME THAT’S HARD TO PRONOUNCE (probably)

I HAVE DYED MY HAIR (and probably never going to, at least not in a different colour)

I AM LISTENING TO ONE SONG ON REPEAT RIGHT NOW (I am almost always, but not right now)

I HAVE PUNCHED SOMEONE IN THE PAST WEEK

I KNOW SOMEONE WHO HAS GONE TO JAIL

I HAVE BROKEN A BONE

I HAVE EATEN A WAFFLE TODAY (well, it’s now on my to do list)

I KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE (as if anyone really does)

I SPEAK AT LEAST 2 LANGUAGES (Dutch, English, French to some degree)

I HAVE MADE A NEW FRIEND IN THE PAST YEAR (the Seven Chatty Sins group hehe)

Most people are tagged, so probably double tagging: @mercurialvoid, @hope-is-a-four-letter-world, @fluttering-fairy, @chonku, @derierieri and @coffin-of-eternal-darkness

#personal #tag #reply #ruby-chan98 #my-secret-sketchpad #thank you for the tag guys

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