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donotaskwhyiamhere · 6 months

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so I heard you’re having alittle trouble with that shanks fan fic

so I came to help ( not because I desperately need an update )

So lemme just

One their way shanks and y/n walk was somewhat quiet. Sometimes it was filled with shanks talking about the adventures he went on, other times it was full with how he can’t wait to have stupid memories with y/n too.

Shank even swore he saw a glint in y/n eyes when he talked about wanting memories with y/n.

When they finally got to the city the silence wasn’t there anymore but the tension was.

(Shank would then say something about buy y/n anything to carry to sea and asking if he has anything else he’d like to carry)

As their walk y/n asks if he’s sure. Y/n would cry but his facial expression doesn’t match it stuck in a numb state. This time there wasn’t much noise far from the city approaching the shore where the shanks ship was.

Shanks was about to answer but it started raining, almost ironic. However the heavier y/n cried the heavier the rain.

Shanks gave no answer but a hug. A tight one firm as to say, “You follow this wandering pirate, with hopes and dreams that is enough to give this pirate the will to reach his dreams and beyond. You followed me so it’s only right I accept you for you have accepted me”, shanks said while hugging Y/n. Y/n slowly stopped crying and so did the rain.

Shanks x suicidal marine m!reader part 2

Part 1 part 3

Note: oh my goodness 😭 thank you so much! I owe you!

Warning: mention of suicide, self doubt

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Your pov

You and Shanks were walking out along the dirt road, on your way to the port where his ship was. You walked quietly next to him as he went on and on about the adventure he went on and the poeple he's met and the poeple on his crew, tell you how you will be welcomed with a celebration. He seems like the guy who loves partying. You looked up at the sky, it seems that it will be raining soon but not much to worry about, just some light rain. You walked with your hands behind your back, you weren't use to being relaxed, having been raised to be a perfect tool, you didn't get to have fun, make friends or experience love like others did. You listen to every little word he spoke, studying his body language. "Ah wait, I completely forgot! Do you have anything you want to take to sea with you? If you don't, how about I get you something special? A gift for the new member?" You looked at him surprised. Get you something? Something special? ...

You didn't know what to say, you were raised with bearly and anything, the last time you asked for something, you slept outside of your garden with the family dogs. You look down to the side and shake your head "No... it's alright. You don't need to" you said softly, you didn't think you deserved something special, you didn't do anything to deserve it yet. That's how you were raised, if you want something, you need to work hard for it, nothing was ever free in your life, not even love.

Shanks pov

He looked at you sadly, knowing that you wouldn't just let he get you something. He spots little market up ahead and smiled brightly. "Come on! I'm sure there's something I can get you anyway!" He happily walked around. He saw a bunch of nice things: weapons, food, paintings, jewelry, animal toys. "Hey, how abo-" he was about to ask you if you wanted a box of sweet but then he saw you eyeing a plush toy, an (fav/animal) plush. He could tell it reminded you of something dear to you, he wasn't sure what but he knew what to get you now. He walked up the the little old lady selling the many plush toys and took the one you were eyeing "I'll take this one miss" he payed for it "Thank you, have a good day handsome young man" said the old lady, Shanks smiled happily at the compliment before walking back to you. He held it out for you to take. "Here is your welcome to the crew gift!" Shanks said happily as you slowly took the gift, you seemed to have a blank expression, he couldn't tell what was going on in your head but he decided not to push you. He put an arm around you and you to continue walking to his ship out of the market. As Shanks happily talked about more of his adventures and how exciting it will be to have you along the journey. "We're gonna make many happy memories together, go on many adventures together with you and my crew, we'll be a big family! We'll all look out for each other! Oh like there was this one time- hey... you ok?" He stopped his story telling as he noticed you had stopped walking. He was about to ask you again but stopped himself as you hugged the plush close to you for dear life and looked up at Shanks, you had a blank expression but you had tears falling from your eyes like a river. "Do you really mean it?" "Do I.. really mean what?" "That you want to make memories with me... that I'm part of your family? I've done nothing to earn anything you have given me but you gave it to me with a smile each time... why?" Your tears kept falling faster and faster as you spoke, hugging your plush tightly against your chest "Never once has my father given me anything, he knows nothing of what I like.. yet you have given me something dear to me, one of the very few things I like..." as you speak it started to rain softly, as if the sky itself felt your pain. The rain mixed with your tears.

Shanks looked at you with a soft expression, smiling softly at you, he couldn't help but look at you, he saw a child scared, confused and lost. "Because we're family now, family looks out for each other, and that means getting to know each other." He takes a step forward, placing a gental hand on your shoulder "it's ok to cry you know? It's doesn't make you weak.." At those words you start to cry your heart out, years of pain flowing out like a waterfall. The rain starts to pour more, crying with you. Shanks ignored the rain and pulled you into a hug, letting you cry on his shoulder, hearing the pain in your cries. You hugged you plush tightly against you as he hugged you. The frist toy you've ever received, it was a wonderful gift.

"It doesn't matter who you were. What matters now is the fact that you are now following me, a pirate with hopes and dreams. Poeple like you keep me going. As your captain, your hopes and dreams become mine, and my hopes and dreams become yours. I am your captain and you are my crew, we care for each other because one cannot exist without the other. I need you as much as you need me. The same goes for the rest of your fellow crewmates. We care about you"

After a few minutes you calmed down with the rain as the sun begins to shin once again in the big blue sky. "Thank you.. captain" Shanks smiled brightly at your words and placed an arm around once more "Alright then, off we go! I'm sure the rest of the crew are dying to know where their captain ran off to, to avoid his work! I'm sure they'll forgive me once they see your beauty! They'll be like 'Captain, we're mad that you up and left to avoid your paper work as captain but now that we see this beautiful little crew members you have brought along with you we forgive you!'" He said as mimicking the voice of one if his crew members.

You laughed slightly as you walked with him, hugging the plush close to your heart, smiling up at your captain as he continued to talk. You just couldn't wait to serve your new captain, you wanted to give him everything you had to offer♡

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I hope you enjoyed it! I'm so happy I got to write it! Thank you for the help ♡♡♡

I hope you all have a good week!

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nobodysdaydreams · 3 months

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I have many questions about Pryce and Cutter's backstory, but I mostly want to know more about their insecurities and failures. Also, do they have bones?

(Or my reaction to Episodes 55-58 of Wolf359).

Welcome back dear readers! Should I have reacted to more Wolf359 this weekend? No. I have work to do. But, like Doug Eiffel himself, I cannot just let a cliff hanger like that go unfinished. The events of the last two episodes have been spinning in my head for the last 24 hours and I need ANSWERS DANG IT. Will this lead me to an even bigger cliffhanger that I will surely regret later? Probably, but that's the risk we need to take. As Doug Eiffel said "a leap of faith".

Tagging the mutuals who got me invested in this, and if you want to be tagged or untagged from these posts, lmk, or you can follow my blog or simply follow the tag "#bods wolf359 reactions". Anyone who has followed me for a while knows my updates are inconsistent, so I apologize in advance for that and for any spelling/grammar mistakes in my posts.

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Episode 55: A Place For Everything

Okay, before we start this episode, a few thoughts that have been going through my head:

Obviously Minkowski is brainwashed sadly :( BUT:

Is Jacobi brainwashed too because Kepler ratted him out, or is Jacobi playing as a double agent?

Did Pryce and Cutter brainwash Kepler too, or is he on their team?

Hera is clearly fighting Pryce to warn Doug, but how much is she able to fight past her?

Can Pryce and Cutter even brainwash Lovelace considering she's an alien clone?

I need to figure out where everyone is. I need to know what happened. Was there a struggle or did Cutter just stroll in and snap his fingers?

Oh we're going back in time. Nice to see Minkowski, Jacobi, and Lovelace working together for as long as it lasts.

Okay so they are looking for Doug, and find Dr. Evil and her psychotic murder business man boyfriend instead.

It's nice that they're doing so much to rescue Doug though. But he really should have talked this through with them. And then they all should get the heck out of there before Cutter shows up.

Kepler. BE QUIET. Has he learned nothing? Does he have a death wish?

Kepler: "There are limits to the human body...I'm not talking about Eiffel. Give them a chance to catch their breath" Wow, such caring words from the man who risked the lives of his crew just to get a bottle of Whiskey back.

"Since when you are worried about pushing people too far." GREAT QUESTION MINKOWSKI.

Oh you "knew" Jacobi was on your side did you Kepler? "Maybe there's other things I've been wrong about." NOW? You're figuring this out now, Kepler? It took you that long? Is he awkwardly trying to grab a redemption arc too? I want to hope so, but something tells me he'll flip the second Pryce and Cutter show up.

"Just be wrong quietly" I love Minkowski

A shuttle? Shoot it. SHOOT IT.

Oh great Cutter has a message.

Wow, he even made a fake "We're not your enemy" message.

HERA CAN'T STOP THEM FROM DOCKING. NO NO NO NO NO.

And what are they doing to Lovelace.

Does Kepler know it's them? Oh yeah. He and Hera know. Everyone knows now. Oh boy...

Yeah. Really really bad is an understatement. I hope you guys have a plan. A really really good plan.

Well here come the bad guys.

"Who's gonna come through those doors? High level SI-5?" Jacobi doesn't even know...oh Kepler you really kept them in the dark didn't you?

Um. What was that. Four people? Who are they?

Another Australian guy?

Oh is that Rachel Young? Ew. Why is she there?

Ah...there he is. Yes, Cutter they did have quite a party. Shame you're here to ruin it. "You look awful" don't insult Kepler, Cutter. That's MY job.

THEY TOOK OVER THE MINDS OF THE HERMES CREW? So that's why they're following them.

"This is just a formality, don't you Daniel? Just until you can be...processed." Okay, so he's gonna brainwash him.

And Cutter has been 100% listening in on EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING. Who are you lying for? Those "reports" are probably just so he knows how much information you're willing to tell him.

And...there she is.

Oh Cutter named the AI? Interesting.

She said "no" Pryce, does she need to say it again?

HERA DON'T TELL HER THAT.

Oh dear. They got Hera too now.

I'm surprised more people aren't freaking out about Pryce and Hera sharing a voice.

"Neither of them is my type" Then...who is Jacobi, also what do you think picking the lock will do?

Yep. Brainwashed Zombies.

"I'm an SI-5 agent in good standing..." Jacobi, that doesn't matter anymore.

"There isn't someone worse that still hasn't showed up" Oh...but you haven't considered the dear listeners.

Okay so we got Cutter, Rachel, Pryce, a black ops agent, some brainwashed zombies they picked up from Hermes, and...wait what's wrong with Pryce's eyes? Is she a cyborg?

Huh. Pryce would need to be 50 at least to have written the space manual. And Cutter would too, but did so under a different name. Oh this is a development. I assumed they were like in their 50s/60s being played by 20 something years old actors...but I guess they actually do look that young...

...

...I guess they have a great skin care routine? Diet? Biotech? Are they both cyborgs? Do they replace parts of themselves whenever they break down? And if so...just how old are they?

Oh Doug is back! Poor Hera. You can save him, Hera. I know you can.

"Hi Doug :)" Don't like that.

"The Sol" of course Cutter would name it after the sun. He sees himself at the center of the universe.

"Renee is fine. Healthy as a horse" shut it Cutter!

"Hera? Is that you?" I love that Doug is the one that picked up on that and Pryce, being mistaken for Hera is the biggest compliment you could ever hope to get.

Counterpart?

"Why do you have Hera's voice?" Because Miranda is evil and likes to play god. Oh my gosh, they literally do think of themselves as gods. Not them quoting scripture too, I swear with each and every episode Cutter and Pryce make me want to vomit. You're not gods. You're just every other selfish terrible lazy parent who has a kid and thinks that they have a right to control the course of their life. Just because you make or create someone doesn't give you the right to do whatever you want with them!

"What?" MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY DOUG.

"1,001 pains in my ass Pryce?" TELL HER DOUG! It's the least of her crimes, but we have to start somewhere.

The...the next you? What um...what happened to the real Carter?

Don't call Doug "good boy" ONLY HERA GETS TO DO THAT.

"You have not been doing a good job as communications officer." HE JUST CONTACTED THE ALIENS. He's the best communications officer you could ever hope to have. Sure, up until now he's done a terrible job, and openly neglected his duties, but this is what happens when you send random ex-convicts with known substance abuse issues and obviously ADHD up into space instead of, oh I don't know, rehabilitating them???

"4 months ago, you took a while to get up here." Exactly what I've been saying.

So they got to Hermes two months ago, but...oh the aliens kept them away! And now Bob let them in, oh no. See Doug, this is why you should have talked to the crew first.

"Go screw yourself" Tell them Doug. They deserve to hear it.

Oh Miranda's torture chair. Of course they have one of those.

"Too bad" it's so unsettling how much Miranda sounds like Hera.

Hopefully, Bob managed to give Doug's mind a little resistance.

It seems that Rachel and Kepler don't get along so well. Bit of a rivalry there?

"Deliver or you're off the team" I don't like that motto.

Oh hi Australian guy. I'm sure my mutuals will be more than happy to tell me more about who he is. But since he's evil and not that interesting, I don't really care.

"He makes you disappear, Warren" Rachel seemed way too happy about that. I always thought she and Warren were on the same level, but I think someone just got promoted and someone else might be getting demoted.

"It will take some time to uncouple it from all the Star Wars trivia" good work Doug, keep the hyper fixation noise in your brain.

"Do you ever get a little tired of hearing yourself speak?" Doug is asking the best questions!

"Defiant until the end. You gotta respect that." "No, you don't." It's interesting how much Pryce and Cutter seem to differ in that Pryce stays very guarded and cold while Cutter embraces a very fake pleasant exterior.

"I am never following your orders ever again." Doug...I love you calling them out, but please do not tempt fate. The more you push, they more they push back. They clearly have a thing for breaking people (and machines).

"That wasn't an offer. There's not an element of choice here." Yeah...saw that coming. Sorry Doug. :(

Hopefully Hera can save him and Minkowski.

Oh Jacobi's been dragged off. So did they get him too?

Ew Rachel's here too. Oh and they have a way to hurt Lovelace. But can they kill her if she's an alien?

"Critical system failure" you go Lovelace!

"I owe you a coke." So apparently Pryce and Cutter don't stay young by avoiding sugar.

New friends? Oh no, he's going to show Lovelace what he did to her friends.

UPGRADE TO THE FULL VERSION? Like Hermes? Deleting certain thoughts? Oh my gosh. Like it's irreversible? Do they want to make the whole world like that?

And also if they had that the entire time, why have they not used that on everyone at Goddard from the beginning? They wouldn't have so many problems if they did that from the beginning. But I suppose that if they can't do the full version right away, the tech is probably pretty complex and expensive.

Okay so Raymond is the name of Australian guy. (Got it from the credits).

Well. At least they didn't get Lovelace's mind. We have that to be thankful for.

Episode 56: Idle Hands

Once again, another episode with no opening credits they just take you right in don't they?

So...is Jacobi not brainwashed? He seems agreeable, but not as robotic as Minkowski.

"Don't push them too hard." "Well it's not like they feel it" "I only turned off their pain receptors. They still have bones, primitive things." Miranda, DO YOU NOT HAVE BONES? WHAT ARE YOU?

Great, now I have the bananas have no bones song stuck in my head.

"It's not like any of them are gonna be alive much longer" And perhaps neither will any of you.

AND STOP WITH THE UNIT 214 STUFF.

"No need to speak. Just give me the sum." Interesting. Miranda really hates the sound of Hera's voice.

"What are you trying to accomplish with these attempts at resistance?" You designed her Miranda. You built and created her. She has your voice. You gave her a personality, presumably similar to yourself. You declared yourself her god. So here's an idea. Why don't you figure it out for yourself?

"My name is HERA...screw you" I'm glad Hera told her off, but the way that Pryce and Cutter scold Eiffel and Hera like they're disappointing children...you really do feel the age gap now.

MINKOWSKI CALLS HER UNIT 214 NOW???

"Things are going to be okay." Did they get Jacobi too? Oh they did.

"Just because they can't talk back doesn't mean they-" good point Hera. We understood what you meant.

Also: "I'll find a way to discipline her later." ... Well, well, well. Looks like someone slipped up there for a moment, didn't you Miranda? What happened to "not her. It?" All of a sudden Hera is a her now? And you talk about her like a disappointing child. But since you clearly just view her as an object, I have to wonder, is it hard losing an argument to someone who sounds like you? Someone who expresses a part of yourself that you perhaps, are a little insecure about? See, Miranda, that's the problem with the whole "playing god" thing. You can act all proud of yourself for making something in your own image, but if you don't like yourself, you might not like the image that looks back at you. Happens to real parents with children all the time. Happens to every human who spends too much time together and starts picking up each other's habits. I am going to enjoy writing some fic about you, Miranda /ominous.

"I'll get creative" I'm sure you will, Miranda. And so will I.

"She was always very persistent" "Watch yourself Warren. You don't want to sound like you admire it" well, it looks like RACHEL knows to refer to Hera as an it, and Kepler doesn't, so it seems Miranda really did slip up there. It's not a writer's mistake if they're being so intentional a few minutes later. Oh, this is going to be so fun for me.

"Pryce gets everyone sooner or later" And Hera was made in her image, Rachel. You might want to think about that.

"Pryce doesn't delete AI, she just corrects them" Oh, the AI that sound exactly like her? The ones that sound just like her? She finds their flaws and corrects them, does she? Not at all reflecting her own self-esteem issues I'm sure.

Replaced cranial architecture? Just because Miranda was bored? Wow, she and Cutter really are the worst.

Rachel is also the worst. Oh and Warren calls her "Miss. Young" while she calls him Warren...I guess they're not on the same level at Goddard or if they were...that's for sure over now and Kepler knows it too.

"I'm not worried about her." It's okay to worry about things other than Whiskey, Kepler. A little character complexity before you die won't be a horrible thing.

"Something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy." And it sounds like Rachel would wish a lot on her enemies. So...what is happening with Lovelace?

Cutter's playing Funzo with her? I assume it's Funzo, but they seem to be playing something. Oh Backgammon. 😂

So this is what Rachel was referring to. Oh the parallels between Cutter and Pryce and Doug and Hera just write themselves at this point.

Lovelace: "I don't eat with creeps" Cutter: 🥺 ...me?

Yes you, you evil creepy murder man.

"I mind every second that you exist." Same Lovelace.

Cutter is smoking? "We all have our vices" That is the LEAST of your vices Cutter. Also between the sodas and cigarettes, clearly Pryce and Cutter haven't been staying alive and looking young due to healthy habits.

"You seem tense" very observant Cutter.

What is it with this man and chai lattes? I've seen a few untagged posts about it, I thought people were exaggerating.

"Miranda and I don't agree on everything" "Tell me you're not about to make me do marriage counseling for you and your work wife" CALL HIM OUT ON IT LOVELACE. 😂 "Even for you that's too evil."

"Miranda is...wonderful. But she can be a little cold." Ah. I see. So you and work wifey disagree on how best to torture people. Luring them into a false sense of security vs. being unfeeling and dark from the start. I suppose that's why they work together, to strike that unhealthy balance.

"I don't wanna do that. It's messy. And that's not how I want to do that. We can be better." So they're doing the good cop, bad cop routine?

And something tells me Lovelace doesn't want a pony. I think she wants you dead.

"Compromise is the cornerstone of a good work marriage" so he doesn't deny it then.

Cutter really is an old man. The smoking, the board games, it's only a matter of time before he starts playing bingo, watching wheel of fortune, and talking about how it was "back when he was young whippersnapper".

I swear, if Cutter and Pryce try to drop their tragic backstories...

Who is asking for Unit 214? Oh Doug. This is so sad. "Thank you 214 :)" "Yeah whatever" "Is everything okay?" EVEN BRAINWASHED HE STILL CARES ABOUT HER. "Pryce is nice" No, she's not Doug!

What happened? HE CALLED HER HERA! DOUG IS BACK! DOUG IS BACK! Doug, you have to pretend, but this is good. He's back. Our boy is back. 💕 Did talking to Hera bring him back?

YES HE IS BACK BABY. TAKE THAT CUTTER, YOU NASTY OLD FART!

"I was alone" Oh...oh. Hera's I am alone monologue. :( 💔

Doug talk like a robot! You need it to be believable. Oh Doug, don't become an actor. Thankfully Australian guy (Raymond, whatever) doesn't seem to be the most perceptive.

"It could have been worse. It could have been Dr. Pryce" Yep. Way worse.

What is Pryce doing that has RACHEL of all people so rattled? I don't like those sounds.

Oh her eye? And I guess that looks pretty gross. And still needs routine adjustment too. Well, well, I think we found some more insecurity. My "ripping apart the villains" sniffer is sniffing out some good stuff here.

Oh yippie. Jacobi's here to help.

Performance review? Review of who? Kepler? Style is Marcus's department, that is very true. HOW BADLY DO YOU NEED JACOBI? oh Kepler is gonna be tested isn't he? Are they gonna make him torture and shoot a compliant Jacobi?

"Boring again..." you're one to talk Cutter. It's always the same with you people.

DOUG, HE CAN TOTALLY TELL. Oh good Cutter is preoccupied and leaving them alone. Just say "yes sir" in a monotoned voice Doug!

Phew. I guess Cutter isn't used to doubting his work wife.

"Wanna know a secret?" 😂😂😂

What's funny is that Cutter could totally make Doug do that to trick her. Oh it looks like Lovelace thought of that.

Doug be incompetent and make references. Not even Pryce and Cutter can fake that. See? She believed that!

Headache? What does that mean? Lovelace's blood? Oh.

So what I'm hearing is that we need to do a few blood transfusions.

"Dr. Pryce can see and hear everything" then you might need to leave Hera.

"I'm here to help! 🥰" Jacobi seems cheery.

Examination table? What are Pryce and Cutter doing to him?

"How old was Dr. Maxwell?" 28. That's...that's young, oh no. That's so sad. Cutter knows it's Kepler's fault too. He's never gonna be done getting tortured with this.

Oh right. His arm is gone, I keep forgetting. They're giving him a prosthetic arm? Well they could have been far less ominous about that. "Prove you belong here." Um...how? He's giving him reading homework? Well that was less ominous than I thought. Wayyyy less ominous.

Hearing Jacobi like this is so funny, I'm sorry. Hopefully, Doug got him the blood and hopefully Jacobi keeps his mouth shut.

Oh. Jacobi didn't make it. Doug you can't risk losing the ground you have. You don't have 10 minutes!

Oh no. It's not Jacobi is it?

Ah. Kepler /derogatory.

I don't know about that Kepler, but I think you might be drowning in Whiskey.

Episode 57: The Devil's Plaything

Nice of them to take us directly back to Kepler's "well, well, well".

"I'm done here" That's the most you've sounded like a robot all day Doug!

See?

Oh and Jacobi is back!

I see Jacobi doesn't know about Kepler's new prosthetic upgrades.

"Putting an end to this. Blowing up the Hephaestus." I hate to say it, but that might be the only solution now.

Doug. Look. I know. I would never pick this solution. But think about your daughter.

Oh, Jacobi has plans to get them off. But um... WHAT ABOUT HERA? She IS the Hephaestus. Can you um...make her the sol? Oh, the sol can hold her consciousness? Well that's good, but Maxwell would be really useful right now. If only Kepler had been the one to go.

That is a good question Doug. Why didn't you get Minkowski first?

Oh gross. Doug. Doug. Do not talk to her. Don't talk to Rachel Young. Don't talk to Dr. Pryce.

"Are you there?" It might not be safe to speak. But Hera is always there, she said so herself.

Visual and thermal sensors? Good plan, but won't Pryce notice?

"As long as it's not Jacobi" *flashes to Jacobi*

"How are things?" Not the best time for small talk Jacobi.

Jacobi knew one of them? This is so sad. He's...yeah they're gone. No one comes back from what Pryce did. 💔 "What they did to them is what you wanted Maxwell to do to me" That was rough, but fair. Jacobi needed to hear that. I like his redemption arc. I'm glad to see it's finally going somewhere.

Rachel really hates Doug 😂

Doug please don't talk to yourself. And remember, you technically can't feel pain. Pretend it's an inconvenience. Why does Rachel sound like a schoolteacher yelling at a first grader while Doug moans and whimpers? 😂

"Oh hello Eiffel. You're bleeding." Indeed, Minkowski.

"Everything is going to be fine." Why do I feel like that might be a phrase Cutter and Pryce use to hypnotize them or something, they say it constantly.

"You just stuck a needle in my neck. That wasn't very nice of you" 😂 Please this is too funny.

"Everything is going to be okay." SEE? SHE LET HIM GO!

Oh no. He called her Hera. Pryce won't allow that.

"Why are you calling her that?" I knew it! Just come up with something... um...Cutter asked me to call her that for his amusement?

oh and even "it's all okay" won't save him now.

How did Minkowski get the walkie-talkie? Oh dear. She's been under the longest too. And she's a trained solider. Doug you should have shot the comms system faster!

"Commander?" "Not quite." "I'm putting the lieutenant on manual." PRYCE CAN JUST SPEAK THROUGH THEM?

DOUG DON'T TELL HER! DON'T TELL HER!

"Don't delude yourself boy" It's little things like calling Doug "boy" that make me realize how old Pryce and Cutter really are. At first I thought they were boomers, but are they from the early 1900s because they seem even older than boomers sometimes just by the way they talk.

Oh dear what's happening now.

"Eiffel is sacrificing himself, what a hero" 😂 Jacobi, never change. Well, do change, but not your sense of humor. That can stay.

The airlock? She's making Minkowski leave out the airlock?

Oh Pryce is onto Jacobi too! "Go to hell" "not before the lieutenant does" Just because you're doing there doesn't mean everyone is Pryce.

Hopefully the alien blood protects them?

Gross. Rachel and Hermes zombies. The worst.

Minkowski! Come back! You can do it!

The Hermes crew went down! They did it! And yes! Punch Young in the face!

No. Not Minkowski. No. She needs to see her husband again!

SHE'S BACK! NOW RUN! RUN FAR AND FAST!

"Have they hit you with a wrench before?" well, no, but they did try it. That's what happens when you lose Jacobi, Rachel. You get hit with wrenches.

Oh poor Hera. It's not your fault.

Alive or dead? Alive, if you can manage. Well at least that's good...I think...

"Only a set back" well let's hope not Cutter. Not interested in your idea of fun.

Episode 58: Quiet, Please

Is this episode about Kepler or Cutter? Because I need them both to be quiet.

Oh right, the plant monster. Good thing Minkowski set up all those weapon stations! Now let's go hunt the real monsters.

The new plan can't be the old plan. Hera told them everything. They know. It's not her fault Jacobi!

Hera, you have to realize that you can't hear this. You have to trust that they will get you off the ship. "Show that WOMAN some respect" YES MINKOWSKI. Very true. But also, you need to make sure they have no way to hear about your plans.

Cutter is also probably waiting on the sol for them in a big evil chair. He's likely practicing his evil speech right now.

This would be a great time for the plant monster to come back and kill Cutter. I wish they keep him around. 💔🪴

"As long as I don't have to be out there" *cuts to Doug out there*

"The only time you're getting visuals from one place" "It's weird I don't like it" Interesting. It probably does feel weird to Hera.

And there goes Doug. I just imagine Kepler telling Pryce "don't worry. I've been tracking them and I'm positive they're in storage, right behind this door" only for Doug to go screaming and flying past the window as Pryce stares at Kepler with a deadpan look.

Talking uses air. Good point. Perhaps they should all talk less. The good news is we haven't heard from Whiskey boy the entire episode. Perhaps he's giving Pryce and Rachel the Whiskey monologue as they go through the ship.

"You're other left" once again Doug is me.

As we listen to Doug go on this journey, I once again return to Kepler's prosthetic arm. I wonder if they can hack it.

Wait what's happening now? Oh the security system is active? Oh dear.

I'm just waiting for things to go wrong. There's no way Cutter Pryce and the gang aren't onto them.

Biometric or retinal... do they need Pryce's eyes? Oh she has spare eyes. I wonder what happens if they break. And how she lost her original eyes. 👁️

"Everyone in favor of going to the lab say "eye"" Lol, "the eyes have it" I love it.

I just know they're gonna show up. I know it. I'm just waiting for it.

There's no way Miranda would leave her lab this unsecured.

Oh...she has a lot of eyes does she? THEY MOVE? Ew. Well... I guess Pryce needs a lot of backups. If I were them I'd just grab one. What's so gross and unsettling about it? I mean, I get that they're eyes that move, but...they make it sound so horrifying. I guess this really must be Miranda's insecurity.

Did he drop the eye? Oh no. This just keeps getting worse. And why wouldn't you grab a backup and smash the rest? If Miranda needs backups, it must be for a reason! Make sure she can't see. It's like smashing someone's glasses or destroying their contact lenses. Get whatever upper hand you can!

Oh. Hi Raymond. Didn't expect you to be here. Um...what now?

An inspiring speech from Doug. Yes, give Hera a moment. I believe in her. 💕

Oh never mind it's Kepler. Gross.

Oh right, Pryce can see in the dark because of her eyes.

"I don't kill people. It's wasteful. I value all my workers highly" I hate Pryce. She's clearly mad about how they broke out of her restraints.

Recycle it! Good work Doug. Recycling and reusing is good the planet. Of course, we're in space, but...oh fire code. ♻️

Oh so Eiffel, Minkowski, Pryce, and Kepler are ejected in space?

Well. Um... that's an awkward group. Perhaps they can play a little Funzo?

Okay, now I REALLY can't listen to anymore. I've wasted way too much time procrastinating. But we're coming to the end now, which is exciting. See you (hopefully) soon everyone!

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darkparablesfan · 2 months

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The Devil's Gift

Another fanfiction of mine- This one is for another fandom I'm into- Obey Me!

It is fair to say that Levi was a bit over-stimulated by the buzzing activity surrounding the Christmas market in the human world. His aquarium room would have been better than being around normies. Especially around human normies. Despite that, he couldn't say no to his boyfriend. At every convention and special event he wanted to attend, he was always there to support him and he felt awful that he never got the chance to go on the program that Ritsu wanted to go to. Surely one day among human beings couldn't cause any problems, could it?

While Leviathan was walking through the crowd, attempting to avoid any eye contact with anyone else, he was cursing himself in his mind until he saw two silhouettes that looked familiar to him.

“ Beel? Risa?”

The two of them turned toward Levi.

“ Ah! Levi-kun!” Risa happily greeted Leviathan with a bright smile. Beel just hummed and nodded with his usual emotionless expression. Also his mouth was full of a crepe hanging out of it.

“ Really Beel, even here you cannot control your hunger?” Leviathan sighed with annoyance in his voice. His brother swallowed the bite he was chewing on.

“ Can’t help it. They are really tasty.”

“ But they are super expensive! If Lucifer learns you spend so much money on food again-”

“ Don’t worry! I came prepared! “ Risa turns around showing off a cute backpack that seems to burst at any moment. “ I made some food back at home so we don’t spend too much money on food." Levi thought sometimes Risa was more of a personal chef for Beel rather than his girlfriend.

“ Don’t you think you spoil him too much Risa?”

“ Says the one who is spoiled by my brother all the time. And rather enjoy it.”

Levi’s face felt like going up in flames.

“ Hey! It’s him who gets those things for me! I never asked for them!”

“ Riiiight…” Risa’s “ I don’t think so” face just flustered the poor demon further.

“ Cut it out!”

“ Sorry, sorry.” The girl chuckled a bit before turning toward her boyfriend. “ Hey Beel, how are you? Huh? Beel?”

The two of them looked around to see that the tall demon wasn’t there anymore.

“ As much of a giant he is, he is surprisingly stealthy.” Levi said as he looked around for his brother. Until they saw him approaching them with a bit of terrifying speed. Beel suddenly stopped in front of Risa, holding something small in his hands (but to be honest, what doesn’t look small in his hands?).

“ Risa! Look what I got! “ He seemed really excited based on the tone of his voice. Levi and Risa looked at it. The girl let out a happy gasp.

“ You found one! “ It was a small music box that had a special key, a medallion of a necklace.” Oh Beel…”

“ I remember you said as a kid you wanted a music box like this and when I noticed it I just knew I had to buy it.”

Risa quickly wrapped her arms around her boyfriend’s neck who returned the hug with one arm and stood up this way lifting her up from the ground.

“ Thank you! I love you so much, Beel!”

“I love you too honey.”

“ Ugh- Gonna be sick.” Levi obviously was never a big fan of PDA. Sadly fate had it differently for him.

“ Leviiii!” A cheerful male voice standing out from the crowd’s many voices followed by quick steps made Leviathan freeze for a second. Suddenly from behind another body slammed against his, two long arms wrapping around him. “ Found you!”

“ Hey Ritsu.” Beel greeted the other exchange student before he went back to munching some new desserts.

“ Oh hey you two! On a date as well?” The young man asked

“ Of course! It was easy to get Beel to come to the human realm with all the food I mentioned.”

“ Why I am not surprised?" Ritsu just rolled his eyes” Anyway- Me and Levi have to go now- Take care, you two!”

“ Huh? What are you-"

But before poor Levi could say anything else he was dragged away from the market leaving the other two behind, disappearing into the crowd around them.

After a few minutes of walking they finally stopped. Ritsu let go of his boyfriend’s hand.

“ Okay, this should be good.”

“ Wha-Where- Why did you drag me here huh?!” Leviathan was gasping for air for a few seconds before looking at Ritsu with a red face - from the cold air and also from the anger that was boiling in his blood.

“ Sorry babe, I just knew I had to get you out of there.” His hands now were behind his back as he turned towards him.

“ What are you hiding?” Levi leaned to the side to see what his boyfriend was holding.

“ Ah-Ah-Ah! No peeking!” Ritsu stepped a bit away from him with a sly smile on his face.” Close your eyes.”

“ Ritsu-”

“ Pretty please?”

“...Fine.” Levi shut his eyes, his body tensed up and waited. His stomach felt like it was being tied into a knot as he could sense Ritsu walking close to him.

“ Okay. You can open them now.”

Levi slowly opened one of his eyes but quickly opened the other in awe as he saw what Ritsu was holding.

“ I-Is that- a Ruri-chan plushie?!”

“ Yepp- I made myself!”

Levi quickly grabbed it out of the other men’s hands and began to nuzzle his face into it.

“ This is amazing!” He suddenly stopped and looked at Ritsu with a sort of guilty look. " Why are you so nice to me? I’m just a yucky otaku…”

“ Uh- Because you are my boyfriend? The best ever boyfriend in all of the three realms?”

Levi’s face started to get even more red and his eyes were teary.

“ Oh cut it-”

“ Nope.” He let out a chuckle. “ Hey, gently push it like this and then-”

“ Levi-kun is the best! ” Suddenly the doll spoke with Ruri-chan's voice.

“ Wait, is that her voice? “He pushed the doll.

“ Thank you for being my number 1 fan Levi-kun!”

He was about to explode right here and there. Ritsu just laughed at the scene however.

“ I met the voice actress and asked for a few favors.”

"Please tell me you didn’t blackmail anyone this time.”

“ Pff- Me? Oh my sweet sea serpent, would I ever?”

“ Yes.”

“ Okay fine, but I promise I didn’t do such a thing. THIS time.”

Levi just sigh defeatedly while Ritsu chuckled again but then his expression changed into a more serious one, more like he felt awkward now. He took a deep breath before he began to speak again.

“ Levi. I have one more gift for you.”

“ Huh?”

Ritsu looked down in front of him, taking another breath and looked seriously into Levi’s eyes who yelped a bit at this.

“ Levi…I know I can be a bit too much for your taste. And I'm sorry for that. But I just cannot help but be proud and shout to the world how amazing you are. I found your dedication and your passion so contagious. Seeing how you enjoy what you do...of being yourself. I envy you for it. I’m still not sure who I am. I was used to playing this facade for so long I don’t know if it was really me anymore. So when you agreed to be my boyfriend back then I felt like the luckiest man ever. And thank you for accepting me for who I am."

“ Ritsu…”

“ So. I know I can come across as pushy and fast but there are things, feelings I cannot control and I have to say them so-” And with that he went down on one knee in front of Levi, taking out a small box and opening it. Inside was a silver ring with a coral gemstone on it. “ I know you call me your Player 2 a lot of times so…Leviathan, will you be my Player 1 forever?”

Levi was on the brink of falling unconscious. His head felt heavy, his vision got blurry and his heart raced in his ribcage.

“ Wha- What are you doing? This is not funny- This is some awful normie prank!”

“ This is not a joke Levi!” Ritsu’s expression didn’t change that much but his determination was obvious. Levi still couldn’t wrap his mind around it.

“ Why- Why are you like this-” Levi continued through his sobbing “ Why are you so nice? I’m just a good for nothing shut in. Why do you want ME of all people as your partner?”

“ Because I feel safe around you. I don’t have to pretend around you. You like me for who I am. That’s all I ever asked for a partner. Someone who accepts me and I would accept them with everything they come with, the good and the bad. And also because…I love you Levi.”

Levi’s tears wouldn’t stop. They covered his red face more and more, irritating his skin even more. Ritsu stood up and cupped Levi’s face into his hands pulling him closer so their foreheads would touch. He didn’t say anything else, just let Levi process all that had happened.

When he finally calmed down enough to speak Levi looked up into Ritsu’s eyes. Vast blue and deep like the ocean. Ritsu looked back into his eyes. For him, Levi's eyes were like the twilight sky.

“ You…You read too much of those crappy romance mangas.”

“ Heh. But they seem to do the trick, don't they? “

Levi whined before looking away pouting.

“ Well, are you gonna put that ring on or do I have to?”

“ Wait- You mean?”

“ Y-Yeah…I love you too.”

Ritsu’s eyes also got teary from this. He wiped some of his own tears before putting the ring on Levi’s finger.

“ Thank you Levi. Thank you so much. I love you.”

“Okay okay, just stop it…” He leaned against his chest burying his face in his jacket. “... Stupid Player 2”

“ Thank you my sweet sea serpent. Happy Devil Day.”

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looneyleyle · 8 months

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mad-eye moody ~ c. diggory

synopsis: who knew that going to the quidditch world cup with her two best friends would change ava's life forever.

warnings: character deaths

words: 6131

note: from my wattpad account, written nov 20 2020

ava's pov

i woke up to a wet, cold sensation washing over my body. wiping off what i hoped was water, i opened my eyes and glared at the culprits.

"nothing better than a good old-fashioned muggle prank." fred snickered. george fist-bumped him before handing me a towel. he then put down the bucket of water he had poured on me.

"if i weren't so tired right now, you two would be soooo dead." i mumbled, finally getting out of the bed and grabbing my clothes for the day.

"cheer up, save your sulking for when bulgaria loses." george taunted. i looked back at him and rolled my eyes.

"you wish. with krum on the team, the irish don't stand a chance." i got dressed in the bathroom while the twins continued to argue that the irish were superior. i walked out with my deep red jumper on and a pair of ripped black jeans.

"the irish haven't been good since o'hare left. their defensive skills are shit. plus, lynch isn't nearly as good as krum. bulgaria went up against the irish last year, and lynch fell for all of krum's tricks. he's too thick to see through krum's fakes, even if krum is equally as stupid." i said as we walked down the stairs. we each grabbed our bags and got a muffin off of the table before going outside. we were all waiting for ron and harry, who apparently kept falling back asleep.

"we have a ton of new products for this year. we'll mostly try them out on filch, but maybe we'll have another rubbish defense against the dark arts teacher that we can experiment on." fred explained as we all walked to the portkey.

"like that fool lockhart." george added.

"sadly, i won't have as many classes with you lot this year. i'm going to be taking mostly newt classes." i told the two.

"gross, you're willingly signing up for extra work."

"plus, you'll be with a bunch of the stuck up smart people." i just laughed.

"well, some of us take our education seriously." i said pointedly, the two looking away sheepishly. i held back a bit and joined hermione and ginny's conversation about the quidditch world cup. it was the first time going for all of us. our group kept walking for another half a mile before an older man appeared, leaning against a tree.

"ah, amos!" mr. weasley exclaimed. the two hugged before introducing everyone. i tuned them out, not particularly caring about this friend of mr. weasley.

"… and this strapping young lad must be cedric, am i right?" mr. weasley asked.

"yes sir." a male's voice said. i looked up to see an extremely handsome boy, probably around my age. hermione, ginny, and i all shared a look with each other. we continued with our conversation, but my eyes would drift to cedric every once in a while. noticing this, ginny purposely pushed me to the spot next to cedric when we got to the portkey. i was going to glare at her, but cedric looked my way and gave me a smile.

"hello, i'm cedric diggory." he said, extending his hand for me to shake.

"ava carpenter. nice to meet you." i introduced, shaking his hand.

"the pleasure is mine." he smiled, and i knew this boy must have hundreds of girls at his feet. we all grabbed the portkey, not minding the slight odor coming from the manky old boot.

"let go kids!" mr. weasley yelled. i let go, but felt a hand grab mine before i could start falling. cedric smiled as i gripped tightly onto his hand. following his lead, i started walking on the air.

"couldn't let you fall like that." cedric said as we landed. a smile crept its way onto my face, and i already could tell this guy would be the death of me.

~ ~ ~

after our encounter with the malfoys and our ascent up the hundreds of stairs, we finally made it to our spots in the stadium. spotting amos and cedric, we made our way over to them. coincidentally, my seat was next to cedric's. we both were wearing red and black clothes, and cedric had a red stripe on one cheek and a black one on the other.

"a man of taste, i see." i told him, sending a pointed look at the green-and-white colored twins. they just glared back as cedric laughed.

"you can barely tell you're rooting for bulgaria! where's your team spirit?" cedric teased. i rolled my eyes and pointed to harry and ron.

"those two left the face paint at home." cedric reached into his pocket, producing two small canisters of face paint: one red, one black. he opened up the red canister and dipped a finger into it.

"may i?" he asked. trying to will down my blush from this handsome near-stranger getting closer to me and offering to touch my face, i nodded. he put a stripe of red on one cheek and one stripe of black on the other, matching his face paint. he then smiled before turning to watch the irish come in. fred and george were cheering loudly as i rolled my eyes, slow clapping. the bulgarians came in next, totally outshining the irish.

"krum! krum! krum!" i yelled, joining in on the crowd's cheers. even the twins joined in on the chanting, despite being fans of the irish. the game ended just as fast as it started, and soon we were all descending the stairs and making our way back to the tents. we said goodbye to cedric and amos before entering our tent.

"there's no one like krum. he's like a bird the way he rides the wind. he's more than an athlete. he's an artist." ron exclaimed passionately.

"i think you're in love ron." ginny teased.

"viktor i love you, viktor i do~" the twins started. harry and i joined in.

"when we're apart, my heart beats only for youu~" we all burst out into a fit of giggles. loud bursts of noise came from outside the tent. fred said something about the irish, and before i knew it, a distraught mr. weasley was ushering us out of the tent.

"get back to the portkey everybody, and stick together!" almost immediately after mr. weasley said that, we were all separated. in the mess of people, i couldn't find any of the weasleys or their friends. i made my way back to the portkey, hoping everyone else would be there. instead, i found amos and cedric there, anxiously waiting.

"ava! are you okay? where are the rest?" cedric questioned, coming up to me. he scanned me up and down for injuries before making sure no one followed me.

"i'm fine. we all got split up, but mr. weasley told us all to meet up at the portkey. i'm sure they'll get here soon." i explained. soon enough, fred, george, and ginny made their way to us.

"where are the others?" ginny asked.

"we don't know." amos said doubtfully. after a couple minutes of waiting, mr. weasley showed up.

"you all get home. ron, hermione, and harry are still missing. i'll stay here and find them, you all get safe. i'm sure mum is worried sick." we all nodded and grabbed the boot.

back at the hill we left on yesterday morning, it was oddly peaceful compared to the ruckus at the world cup.

"you kids get home safely, okay? have arthur send us an owl once he gets back." amos told us. we nodded before saying our goodbyes.

as we were leaving, i looked back to see cedric still looking at us. he gave me a small smile, to which i returned and waved. he then left to catch up with his father.

~ ~ ~

"… and lee found a deserted bathroom end of last year. it's the perfect place for our operations!" george yelled happily. i chuckled at the two. pranking had always been their specialty, and i'm glad they're planning on making a career out of it.

"percy's been going on and on about some spectacular thing going on this year at hogwarts." fred said, changing the topic. i nodded. i had spent the last couple nights at the weasley house, as my parents were out on my mom's muggle business trip, so i had heard percy's incessant bragging.

"probably some prick alumni reunion. 'prefects only! whoever can be the biggest stick in the mud gets to kiss dumbledore's arse!'" i mumbled. the twins burst out laughing, agreeing.

once we all unloaded our things into the dorms, a large crowd started running outside. following the commotion, i saw a large carriage almost wipe out hagrid. to the left, a tiny ship was visible. said 'tiny ship' started emerging from the water, revealing a massive vessel.

"whaddya suppose that's all about?" two voices asked from behind me. i didn't even have to turn to see who was talking to me.

"i dunno. let's get to the great hall before the crowd."

~ ~ ~

"hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event. the tri-wizard tournament. now, for those of you who do not know, the tri-wizard tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. from each school, a single contestant is selected to compete. now, let me be clear: if chosen, you stand alone. and trust me when i say these contests are not for the faint-hearted." dumbledore explains. i look over to see fred and george with wide smirks on their faces.

"but more of that later. for now, please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the beauxbatons academy of magic, and their headmistress madam maxime." dumbledore continued. the doors to the hall opened, and out came a group of girls with tight blue uniforms. the guys all ogled at the girls as they scurried to the front of the hall.

"and now, our friends from the north, please greet the proud sons of durmstrang, and their headmaster igor karkaroff." now, a bunch of guys came in, hitting their staffs against the ground before doing some gymnastics. at the back of the group was viktor krum, and i let out a gasp. murmurs swept the room, the name "krum" repeating over and over again. as i watched the durmstrang students pour in, my eyes landed on cedric. he had hufflepuff robes on, in contrast to my ravenclaw ones. noticing my stare, he gave me his signature smile and waved. i returned both gestures before listening to dumbledore and barty crouch drone on about the tournament. this type of thing wasn't really my place, especially with the whole deadly, this-is-a-stupid-idea-but-we're-wizards-so-to-hell-with-caution vibe it was giving. i could tell fred and george would try to put their names in the goblet, even though they are too young to participate.

~ ~ ~

"by half a bloody year!" fred exclaimed.

"this is rubbish!" george continued. i only laughed at the sulking twins, the three of us making our way to defense against the dark arts.

"what can you do? it's not like you can magically make yourselves older." the two stopped in their tracks.

"that's brilliant ava!" the two yelled before running the other way.

"we have classes right now!" i yelled after them, but they were already too far away. i sighed and heard a chuckle to my right. i whipped around to see cedric, books in hand.

"hello again ava." he greeted. i started to walk with him.

"morning cedric." i greeted.

"those two seem to be quite the handful." he joked, motioning towards the area the twins were a moment ago. i groaned.

"you don't even know." cedric opened the door to the classroom, and we made our way in. mad-eye moody was standing in front of the classroom, murmuring to himself. cedric and i were the last ones in, so only two tables were left. i took the one in the middle, cedric asking if he could sit next to me. obviously, i agreed, not passing up the chance to sit with him. a couple hufflepuff girls glared at me, but i paid no attention to them.

"alastor moody. ex-auror… ministry malcontent… and your new defense against the dark arts teacher. i'm here because dumbledore asked me. end of story, goodbye, the end… any questions?" mad-eye introduced.

"well isn't he delightful." i mumbled, making cedric let out a snort.

"i heard that ms. carpenter." mad-eye said without turning to look our way. i looked at cedric with a mischievous smile, to which he returned, both of us trying to hold in our laughs.

the rest of class was filled with mad-eye using the unforgivable curses on a poor little spider. i pursed my lips, unsettled by the class. don't get me wrong, it was hilarious to see lee jordan get a spider shoved down his robes, but mad-eye seemed to… enjoy using the curses. an uncomfortable pit sat in my stomach as i left the classroom, mad-eye's glass eye following me the entire way out.

~ ~ ~

i sat on one of the bleachers surrounding the goblet. i needed to do some herbology homework, but i wanted to see who all would put their name in the cup. plus, fred and george had promised that they had some genius way to get in, and made me swear i'd be there to witness their 'greatness'. so, i sat next to hermione, writing down notes on the venomous tentacula. when i looked up from my homework, a couple hufflepuff boys ran in, pushing a grinning cedric. i watched as he put his name into the goblet. he then looked over and saw me. his friends started pulling him away, but he made sure to give me a wide smile before he ran away with the others. i just smiled to myself, going back to my homework. however, i felt a nudge in my side, interrupting my concentration.

"what's with that smile?" hermione asked teasingly. my smile became even wider.

"is it a certain hufflepuff golden boy who's caught your fancy?" she continued.

"mayyybe." i replied, knowing fully well that she was correct. before she could say anything more, the twins ran in, cheering.

"thank you, thank you. well lads, and ladies," george started, tilting his head towards me and hermione, "we've done it."

"cooked it up just this morning." fred added. hermione rolled her eyes.

"it's not going to work." she sang. fred and george crouched down next to her.

"oh yeah? why's that granger?" fred asked, acting super interested in whatever she'd say next.

"you see this? this is an age line. dumbledore drew it himself." she explained.

"so?" fred asked.

"so," hermione said, closing her book, "a genius like dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something so pathetically dimwitted such as an aging potion."

"that's why it's so brilliant." george countered, a large shit-eating grin on his face.

"because it's so pathetically dimwitted." fred continued. the two drank the potion and hopped inside of the age line. hermione just huffed, obviously disappointed that their plan worked. however, just after they put their names in the goblet, red sparks flew and hit them backwards. when they got up, they both had white hair and beards. a playful fight commenced, the crowd gathering around them.

hermione shook her head before looking at the doors. krum, karkaroff, and one other durmstrang boy came in, watching krum put his name in the goblet. he made eye contact with hermione, who started blushing.

"oh ho ho, what's that on your face. a blush?" i teased.

"shut it." she whispered with a smile on her face.

~ ~ ~

once all the names had been called, whispers went around the great hall. i cheered loudly for cedric, but the giddiness i felt for him being one of the champions was replaced by fear for harry. ron looked especially pissed off, so i'm assuming he knew nothing about harry putting his name in the goblet.

hermione suffered the most from this feud between harry and ron. she started to stick with me much more often, usually ranting about how stupid the boys were.

"and ron wouldn't shut up at breakfast! it was all hypocrite harry this and pesky potter that. it took him an hour to come up with those names, and they aren't even good!" hermione yelled, exasperated. we got a couple looks from those we passed in the hallways, but hermione didn't care.

"granger, do you mind if i take ava for a bit?" a voice asked from behind us. cedric stood there, rubbing the back of his neck. hermione gave me a subtle smirk before going to the library, leaving me and cedric together.

"i never got to congratulate you. you've been swarmed by people ever since your name was called." i told him. his cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

"sorry 'bout that. i've been meaning to spend some time with you, but we only have a couple classes together." he said sheepishly. i assured him that it was fine.

"so, where are you headed?" i asked him. i had an open schedule, as it was the weekend, and most of my friends were cooped up in the common room.

"ah, i have some interview with the daily prophet." he told me.

"don't get too famous on me ced." i joked. he smiled at me.

"ced?" a faint redness swept over my face. before i could say anything, he cut me off.

"i like it." he stopped in front of a door, and inside, i could see fleur and rita skeeter.

"meet me in the great hall for lunch?" cedric asked. i tried to stop my smile, but it didn't work.

"yeah. see you there."

~ ~ ~

i sat at the breakfast table the next morning with hermione and ginny. harry and ron were still having their petty fight, and ginny didn't feel like hanging out with her other friends. ginny took out the daily prophet and handed it to me.

"read it." she said, an unreadable expression on her face. i warily took the article, reading it out loud.

"'harry potter, age 12, suspect entrant in the tri-wizard tournament. his eyes swimming with the ghosts of his past' what rubbish is this?" i said in disgust. ginny rolled her eyes.

"no silly, under that." my eyes drifted until, shockingly, i saw my name.

"'cedric diggory, age 17, hogwarts tri-wizard champion. a strapping young boy with no shortage of admirers. rumored to be going around with ava carpenter, daughter of famous potions-master robert carpenter.'" i read. hermione started giggling, while ginny nudged my arm. my face was a bit hot, and it was even hotter when a hand landed on my shoulder. looking up, i met a familiar pair of grey eyes.

"can i talk with you for a minute?" cedric asked. i nodded, and he took me out of the great hall and into a little cranny in the hallway.

"hey, i'm, uh, sorry about what rita wrote." he said awkwardly. i tried to laugh it off.

"it's fine. she writes whatever she thinks. more than half of the stuff she writes isn't true anyways."

"yeah." he said absentmindedly.

~ ~ ~

the first task. dragons. i had wished cedric luck before he went into the champions' tent, but my nerves were starting to build up.

"don't worry." george said, taking the seat to my left.

"your boyfriend will be fine." fred assured, taking the seat to my right.

"i- he's not-" i babbled. the twins smirked at me.

"it's quite obvious, really. waltzing around the halls," fred said.

"rosy red cheeks, pulling each other around with smiles on your faces," george continued.

"we may be idiots, but we're smart enough to tell that you two fancy each other." fred finished. i was about to rebuke their statements, but cedric's name was announced. he came out and looked around for the dragon. when he took a step forward, a swedish short-snout jumped out at him. he took a step back before transfiguring a rock into a labrador. as the dragon followed the dog, cedric makes a run for the golden egg. however, after he grabbed the egg, the short-snout lost interest in the dog and made his way toward cedric. the dragon let out a blast of fire, which burnt cedric. i yelped, terrified for him. nevertheless, he held onto the egg and ran out of the stadium with it. i saw madam pomfrey waiting for him at the exit. i watched as cedric was escorted into the med-tent. i wanted to go over to him, but i knew it was no use. they wouldn't let me in. so, i stayed with the twins and watched the rest of the champions. harry's match nearly scared me to death, with the horntail breaking free of its chains and them flying around hogwarts.

once harry got the egg, people started to make their way back to the castle. i stayed behind with hermione, fred, and george, who were waiting to congratulate harry. harry came out, holding the golden egg, cheering. the four gryffindors ran back to the castle, leaving me behind. as i was about to go and catch up with them, cedric emerged from the med-tent looking normal, save for a couple cuts. once he saw me, i ran up to him and hugged him out of instinct. he returned the hug chuckling.

"you okay? i thought the dragon hit you with the fire?" i asked, scanning him for any burns.

"madam pomfrey healed up the burns with a nasty orange paste. the dragon only got the side of my face." he explained.

"i'm glad you're okay." i sighed. he smirked at me.

"oh yeah? why's that~" he teased.

"shut up." i laughed, hitting his shoulder.

"by the way, i like the color yellow on you." he complimented. i had totally forgotten about my outfit. i had a yellow sweatshirt on with a black coat and leggings. i blushed as we walked back to the castle together, talking about his performance.

~ ~ ~

"the yule ball has been a tradition of the tri-wizard tournament since its beginning. on christmas eve, we and our guests gather in the great hall for well mannered frivolity. as representatives of the host school, each and every one of you are expected to be able to dance." flitwick explained. he tried to demonstrate what how to dance with luna, but he was simply too short to do it properly. luckily, we didn't have trouble picking up what to do. roger davies, another ravenclaw, asked to practice with me. it was a bit awkward, but it was done fairly quickly.

that night, everyone knew about the yule ball. some were waltzing down the hallways, while others were trying to get dates. i saw cedric, and was going to go up to him, but a flock of girls soon surrounded him.

that went on for a whole week. every time i saw cedric, a swarm of girls were following behind. the most prominent of them was cho chang, a fellow ravenclaw. she often would tap cedric's shoulder or initiate conversations with him. people started speculating that he would ask cho to the ball. i tried to not let that thought put a damper on my mood. i was hanging out with fred and george a lot, now that ron decided to stop being so pissy and made amends with harry, which meant hermione could hang out with the two again without picking favorites. she still talked to me a lot, especially after krum asked her to the ball. she was over the moon when it happened.

"what about you? have you picked out a dress yet?" she asked. i shook my head.

"i haven't even gotten a date yet. i'm not going to buy a dress before then." she let out a gasp.

"cedric hasn't asked you yet? i thought he would've asked by now." she said, jaw slightly dropped.

"nope. we've barely talked the past week with his swarm of girls flocking him at every waking moment." i sighed. hermione assured me that he would ask me, but i didn't want to give myself any false hope.

"speak of the devil…" hermione mumbled. when i looked up, cedric was coming toward us, his expression going from searching to relieved when he spotted us. hermione excused herself, leaving me with cedric in the empty hallway.

"hey ava." he said, slightly out of breath.

"hi." i said with a small smile. cedric frowned, furrowing his eyebrows in thought.

"are you okay? i'm sorry for not hanging out with you lately, i've been a bit busy." he said.

"i've noticed." i said, before wincing at what i said. i didn't mean to be jealous and petty, but the words escaped my lips before i could stop them.

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean-" he cut me off.

"no, i understand." he sighed. "i've been a crappy friend lately." a silence set over us. he opened his mouth and closed it a couple times, wanting to say something. i waited for him to get it out.

"uhm… okay, here it goes." he said quietly to himself. i had to refrain from chuckling at that.

taking a deep breath, he asked me, "would you go to the yule ball with me?" i was a bit shocked for a second. he stood there, a nervous smile on his face.

"i thought you were going with cho." i said. his face scrunched up for a second.

"no, where did you hear that?" i shook my head.

"nevermind. i'd love to go to the ball with you, ced." his nervous smile grew wide and confident. out of reflex, he hugged me. as he was about to pull away from the hug, realizing what he did, i returned the hug.

~ ~ ~

"wow hermione, you look gorgeous." i said, looking at her from head to toe. she blushed.

"i could say the same for you. i love that dress." she replied. i twirled around in my blue tulle dress, pleased with my selection.

"who are you two…" a voice started.

"… and what did you do to ava and hermione?" an almost identical voice finished. hermione and i turned to see the twins, each with their dates.

"i'm sure diggory and krum will be all over you two." george winked. the four of them descended the stairs in front of us, promising to meet up with us later.

"shall we?" hermione asked.

"we shall." i answered, taking hermione's arm in mine as we went down the stairs. i saw cedric talking to a couple other hufflepuff boys, while krum stood awkwardly at the entrance of the great hall. harry and parvati stood at the bottom of the stairs, gaping at us. soon enough, cedric and krum turned around to see us. cedric made his way to the bottom of the stairs, his eyes not leaving me. a permanent smile graced his beautiful face, and i couldn't help but return it.

"you… look… amazing." cedric said breathlessly, taking my hands into his. there was this look in his eyes that just filled me up with happiness. it was a look of unrestrained joyfulness and care that made my heart melt.

"you look absolutely dashing." we stayed in awe of each other until mcgonagall took us to line up with the rest of the champions and their dates. first was fleur and roger davies, then krum and hermione, then me and cedric, and finally, harry and parvati. cedric held my hand as we walked out into the great hall. it was like a winter wonderland. once out on the floor, cedric put his hand on my waist, still not looking away from me.

the night went on, the two of us dancing almost the whole time, only stopping for drinks. by the end of the night, we were laughing with each other, prancing through the halls, spirits still high from the night's activities. he walked me to the ravenclaw dormitory, and i could tell he didn't want the night to end.

"that was amazing." cedric said, pulling me into a hug. i nuzzled my face into his chest, not wanting to leave his arms. as he pulled away from the hug, he kept me close. we stared into each other's eyes for a moment, subconsciously moving closer.

"may i?" he whispered. instead of answering, i leaned up to connect our lips. the kiss was happy and carefree, and by the end of it, we were both smiling, not pulling away from each other.

"sleep well." he said softly.

"you too." with a final kiss to his cheek, i went into the ravenclaw common room, a smile never leaving my face.

~ ~ ~

"the black lake? merpeople?" i repeated. he nodded.

"mad-eye suggested that i take the egg with me to bathe, and when i put the egg underwater, the screeching turned into singing." cedric explained.

"mad-eye told you?" i asked apprehensively. i had told cedric that i was suspicious of mad-eye, and him tipping cedric off on the second task didn't help his case in my mind.

"he's an ex-auror: of course he's going to be a bit creepy." cedric assured me. i just shrugged, still wary of mad-eye.

"and the merpeople are going to take something from you? better hide your lucky badger underwear." i joked. he lightly shoved me.

"i told you that in confidence." he whisper-shouted.

"and now i'll never let you forget~" i gloated.

"you just want to see my lucky underwear." he said suggestively, smirking.

"i know you were trying to be seductive, but that was a pretty weird way to put it." i smiled cheekily, laughing. he just blushed and pouted. rolling my eyes, i leaned up and kissed his cheek before putting my mouth close to his ear.

"i would love to see your lucky underwear sometime. maybe a bit more-"

"grossss!!!" two voices yelled from around the corner. cedric was blushing profusely as i went to go check on the voices. sure enough, fred and george were crouched around the corner, some rope attached to an ear thing in their hands.

"you two are nasty." fred said. cedric just wrapped his arm around my waist as we talked to the twins. soon enough, we had lost track of time, and it was almost night.

"ms. carpenter!"

we all turned to see flitwick running toward us.

"professor mcgonagall would like to have a word with you." he told me before walking off.

"okay, guess i have to go. see you tomorrow before the task." i told cedric, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

once in mcgonagall's office, i saw hermione, ron, and fleur's little sister. i stood next to them, wondering what this was all about. before i knew it, mcgonagall was casting a spell, and i blacked out.

~ ~ ~

i woke up freezing cold, gasping for air. for some reason, i was sopping wet. an arm was wrapped around me, helping me float. it was daytime, and all i could hear were loud cheers. i looked to see cedric smiling down at me. we swam to the ladder before we were given towels and robes.

"what happened?" i asked cedric, shivering.

"the merpeople didn't take my lucky underwear." he joked. it took me a second to realize what this meant.

"i was the stolen item?" he nodded and smiled, bringing me into a hug. i leaned into him for warmth.

the rest of the contestants came up from the water, with only fleur not completing the challenge. soon, we were all standing around dumbledore, waiting for the results. i stood next to cedric, along with some of his hufflepuff buddies.

"attention! the winner is… mr. diggory! for showing unique command of the bubblehead charm." dumbledore announced. i immediately started jumping up and down, cheering for cedric. his friends all started slapping him on the back, and he leaned down to give me a quick kiss on the lips.

~ ~ ~

the weeks leading up to the third task went by in a flash. i spent most of my days with the twins, hermione, and ginny, and my nights with cedric. he started sneaking me into the hufflepuff common room. we would do some homework and revising, but mostly, we would cuddle up in front of the fire and fall asleep on the couches. most of the hufflepuffs didn't care. only the jealous hufflepuff girls, and a couple guys, didn't like me being there, but professor sprout wasn't going to say anything against golden boy cedric.

on the day of the third task, i spent my time with cedric. he was practicing defensive and offensive spells. a couple hours before the task started, he needed to go meet up with dumbledore and his father.

"ava?" he said before leaving. i hummed, acknowledging him.

"this might be a bit early but… i care about you. a lot. i might even love you." he confessed.

"i care about you so much. i'd even wager that i love you too. please stay safe out there today, and win this thing." i whispered on his lips. he smiled and gave me one last, long hug before running off with the happiest smile i've ever seen on his face. brimming with happiness, i skipped off to the library, where hermione would be. however, as i was walking, i heard a low voice mumbling.

"yes, the dark lord will praise me for my work." the voice whispered. shocked, i went toward the voice, which seemed to be coming from an empty classroom. inside, i saw mad-eye moody transform into some other man. he was kissing a black tattoo inked on his arm. trying to hold in my gasp, i started to sprint toward the stairs to warn dumbledore and the others.

"crucio!" the man's voice yelled after me. shit. an excruciating, searing hot pain seized my body, forcing me to the ground. i was shaking, trying desperately to rid myself of the unbearable pain.

"going somewhere?" he asked. as he got closer, he recognized me. "ah, diggory's little girlfriend. off to go save your boyfriend?" he smirked evilly.

"sadly, you know too much. the dark lord wouldn't be pleased to have his plans foiled by a little girl."

he took a step back, and i knew what was about to happen.

"avada kedavra!" he hissed, and everything became cold and dark.

3rd person pov

"avada kedavra!"

cedric's body froze before totally blanking out. when he opened his eyes, he saw himself, lying on the grass of the graveyard. he watched as harry was forced onto the tombstone, as voldemort was reborn, and as harry dueled voldemort.

"harry, take my body back, will you? take my body back to my father, and tell ava i love her." he told harry, who sullenly nodded. after cedric formed a shield in front of harry with whom he presumed were harry's parents, he was teleported back to hogwarts. he watched as harry cried over his body, and as his father's heart broke for his precious little boy.

"that's my boy! that's my son!" he yelled agonizingly. cedric looked all around, but he couldn't find who he was looking for.

"cedric!" a voice yelled. it wasn't sad, like all of the others calling out his name, but it was… slightly relieved?

"ced!!" he whipped around at the sound of that familiar voice to see the girl he was looking for jump into his arms.

"ava! but, if you're here, that means-"

"mad-eye. it was polyjuice that he was drinking. he was a death eater." she explained. cedric pulled her in for the tightest hug.

"you're dead." he cried, burying his head into her neck. she had already had a couple hours to accept her death, and no one knew she was dead yet. cedric had to watch as his father and friends wept for him. surely, he was extremely overwhelmed. ava simply ran her hands through his hair, trying to calm him down.

"shhh, it's going to be okay." she whispered into his hair. he nodded, starting to take deep breaths. as soon as he calmed down, he pulled ava into a kiss.

"i love you." he told her.

"i love you too, my champion."

#cedric diggory #cedric x oc #goblet of fire #fanfic #harry potter

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shizuokadivision · 1 year

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Reika's Thoughts on Kobe Division

Ren Nakashima

“Ah, Ren he's one of my favorite musicians. What? Surprised that I like his music? He sings about dark and twisted love something that I resonate with. It doesn't help that he isn't bad visually on the eyes but sadly he's a little too young for me. Nowadays when our teams get together Ren seems torn between being amused that Kaiji has found a big sister or worried that he's found someone who can match him in sadism. It's amusing to see him and Sakura try to fix the damage Kaiji and I cause.”

Max Soukoku

“When Kaiji asked me if I could take care of his ‘dog’ for a while. I expected a lot of things but Kaiji showing up with Max as the dog in question was not one of them. Max hasn't had a good life. I can tell that much at first glance. So I decided if he was gonna stay with me for a while that I was gonna make it the most fun he's ever had. I took him to the zoo and showed him the waterfalls at the base of Mt. Fuji. Heck, I even took him to Mt. Fuji where we spent the day climbing the mountain. You should've seen his face when we reached the summit. What he really seemed to like were the woods around Kanon’s lab.” Reika pauses. “What surprised me was Kanon. At most I expected her to be indifferent to Max. Never in my wildest dreams would I expect her to take up the role of almost an older sister to him. To care for him in her own twisted way. For Kanon to show Max how to rip apart a body in such a way as to cause maximum pain to the victim. I'm pretty sure I even saw Kanon feed Max’s wolf Hunter a piece of one of her victims. It was nice to see them bond. Sadly Max had to go back to Kobe after a few days. So I told Max when he left that if he ever wanted to come back to Shizuoka that my house would be open to him. I hope he takes it up.”

Kaiji Sano

Reika gives a smile at the photo of the feminine man. “Kaiji! He’s my cute little brother sadly not by blood. We met at a fashion event that was held in Kobe. Kaiji tried flirting with me at first but he got annoyed when he realized it wasn't working. It wasn't until I told him my name that he got excited. He asked me if I really did kill all my husbands. Now normally that question annoys me and I try to deflect it but then I saw Kaiji’s expression. With a bloodthirsty smile on his face and sadism in his eyes, that's when it hit me. He was just like me.” Reika cackles. “I couldn't leave him hanging ya know. So I told him how I nearly carved out my first husband’s heart out of his chest to how I got Kiyohime to strangle my fourth husband in his sleep. He listened with such a look of glee on his face that I knew I had to keep him. I've always wanted a younger sibling and Kaiji is such the perfect little brother for me. Now we visit each other a lot whenever we can. Sometimes we talk about fashion and how hard is it to get blood out of clothes. Other times I'm showing Kaiji how to use heels as a weapon. It's always fun when we get together no matter how much other people scream.”

Lovesick

“When Kaiji called to tell me he was joining the D.R.B I was surprised. He then mentioned wanting to find his ‘soulmate’. Now, what kind of big sister would I be if I didn't support my little brother's endeavors? I did tell Kaiji if we fought that I wasn't going to go easy on him and for him not to go easy on me as well. Heck, I even told him if he does manage to win I’ll pay for his next few cosplays.”

#hypnosis microphone #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #shizuoka division #silent tragedy #reika aichi #kobe division #lovesick #ren nakashima #max soukoku #kaiji sano

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rogeriswater · 1 year

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Don't Leave Me Now

xxv

This work contains fictionalized versions of real events and people. Most details won’t be accurate to real life.

tags for this chapter: some sexually explicit language, jealous roger

July, 1968

~m.r~

We've been back in America as part of our tour. As of right now, we were in New York City. We were slated to be here for three days. Ronnie was excited about being back in New York. It was where she lived for five years and met Sandy. Right now, we were getting settled into our hotel. As always, I was with my sister. I wanted to room with Roger, but it would've been too suspicious. So he was stuck with David for now.

"I wish Sandy could be here" Ronnie sadly said. I knew she was missing her. It was clear that Ronnie cared about Sandy so much. "Hey, do you think maybe next tour, she could come along?"

We had a no spouses allowed rule when it came to this tour. That included the crew as well, and Ronnie was technically part of the crew, being our photographer. "I could definitely ask Rourkie about it"

Ronnie hugged me and then kissed me on the cheek. "You're the best sister anyone could ever ask for, pup!" Something in the room caught Ronnie's attention. "Hey, they have a record player in here!"

She immediately went to go snoop through some of the records they had. I grabbed my carton of cigarettes and stepped out into the balcony. I leaned against the railing as I smoked my cigarette. I watched all of the people passing below me. Most of them were couples. Some young and some old.

I wasn't alone for very much longer as my sister had come out to join me. "What are you thinking about, pup?" She asked me.

"Do you think I'm really in love with Roger?" I spoke my mind. "Or am I just desperate for attention that Billy's been depriving me of lately?"

"What is your heart telling you?" She asked me, playing the wise older sister card.

"I want to believe that a man other than my husband loves me" I confessed. "But another part of me believes that Roger is just bluffing when he tells me he loves me. That this is just some fun to keep each other satisfied when we're on tour. He's going to marry Judy and then that'll be the end of us"

"So you think Roger is just using you for his own personal gain?" Ronnie grabbed my shoulders and turned me around so that I was looking at her. "No man would look at you the way Roger does if he wasn't in love with you"

That eased me a little bit. We heard a knocking at our door. I stayed out on the balcony while Ronnie went to go answer it. I heard Roger's voice. The two of them talked for a minute before I heard his footsteps approaching the balcony. Two arms wrapped around my waist and I was being pulled against his broad body. We didn't need to talk. We just enjoyed each other's company.

I looked up at him to admire him. He was incredibly beautiful, even if he couldn't see it. But considering how many times he's been cheated on, it really does make you doubt yourself. I wouldn't understand that though, as Billy has never cheated on me. Still, I see something in Roger, not just in appearance but for who he is as a person. And Judy must see something too because she keeps pressing him on about marriage.

Roger caught me gazing as he had called me out on it. "Have I got something on my face?"

"No, I just like looking at you" I told him. "You're beautiful"

Roger held me tighter, if it was even possible, and then he buried his face into my neck. "I love you" He said. He grabbed my hair and pushed it out of the way. "I love you" He repeated. His lips touched my neck. I shuddered at the feel. "I love you" He kissed at my neck and started sucking. He was gonna mark me. He shouldn't, but I couldn't stop him. It felt too good.

"Roger, you can't—ah!—can't leave a mark.." I weakly told him. Fuck, I didn't think having your neck kissed like this could feel so good.

"If I can't put a ring on your finger, I need some other way to show everyone you're mine" He muttered possessively. Why was it so hot when he was possessive like that? He continued to kiss and suck at my neck until he was satisfied with the mark he left. He ran his finger against that particular spot. "Do you want to see it, darling?" He sounded pleased with himself.

"Roger, it better not be big!" I ran back inside and I went to look in the mirror. The love bite he left was darker and bigger than I was expecting it to be. "Roger, how the hell am I supposed to cover this up?" I scolded him.

"I was hoping that you wouldn't"

"Roger, I'm serious. People are gonna see it and get suspicious"

"Alright, calm down" Roger removed the scarf that was on his neck and he wrapped it around my own. "There you go" I looked in the mirror again. His scarf had managed to hide the love bite. I was relieved about that at least. I watched him in the mirror as he grabbed one of my cigarettes and lit it. He noticed me watching him and made eye contact with me through the mirror. "When we fuck tonight, you should wear the scarf"

"Bold of you to assume that we're gonna fuck in the first place" I teased him.

"We've fucked every night after every show, darling. I'd be more surprised if we didn't tonight"

"I'm surprised you haven't gotten me pregnant yet" I brought up. We were already cutting it close by not using a condom every time. One of these days, I was gonna end up pregnant all because Roger wouldn't pull out in time. "Maybe we should start using a condom" I could see Roger was a little disappointed with my suggestion. "Look at it this way, if you wear the condom, you can cum inside of me technically"

"Darling, you're making my cock hard" He groaned. I saw him rubbing his erection through his pants.

I bit my lip as I watched him. "I can see that"

His hand went to his zipper and he was about to pull it down when a knock on the door stopped him. He cursed as I went over to the door. "Who is it?" I called.

"It's me!" I heard Rourkie's voice.

"Oh, shit" Roger muttered. He wasn't supposed to be here right now, and if Steve caught him in here with me, we'd both be in shit. Roger quickly went to go hide in mine and Ronnie's bathroom.

Once it was safe, I opened the door. "Hi Rourkie!" I greeted him.

"Maggie" Steve smiled at me. He stepped inside and sat down on the bed. "You and Ronnie settled in okay?"

"We are, thank you" Steve looked around, probably wondering where Ronnie was. "She went for a walk"

Steve nodded. "And where is Roger?"

"Why do you think I know where he is?"

"Well, you two are always hanging around with each other" Steve shrugged. "Just thought you might know"

"If I see him, I'll let him know you were looking for him"

"Actually, let him know rehearsal is in three hours" Steve said. He got up to leave the room, patting me on the shoulder as he walked by me.

When Steve was gone, I walked over to the bathroom door. "Rog, he's gone. You can come out now"

As soon as I opened the door, Roger's lips were on mine. It nearly knocked me off of my feet but there was no way I was gonna fall with Roger's arms around my waist. When he pulled away, he looked at me with those lustful eyes. "Take your clothes off and get on the bed"

"What?"

"We've got three hours and I've got a hard cock" Roger grasped my jaw. The forcefulness of it turned me on. "Now take your fucking clothes off and get on the damn bed" I was about to start undressing when he stopped me. "But, darling, leave the scarf on"

...

I was feeling rather good by the time rehearsal rolled around. Maybe it was because Roger had fucked my brains out and made me cum three times. We went through all the songs at least once, while both Steve and Ronnie watched us from the front row in the audience.

Rick had needed me for something so I was sitting over at his keyboard with him. He was teaching me how to play. "So then, you're gonna press your fingers down on these keys" Rick guided me. He showed me what keys to play. When he was done, he took his hands away. "Now you play what I just played" I played what Rick had showed me, which was just a simple little melody. We both cheered when I copied it perfectly. "You're a natural!" He told me.

"Thank you!" I smiled.

"Are you sure you're not a musician?" He joked, bumping his shoulder with mine. He made me laugh again. When I looked up, my eyes met Roger's. He winked at me, making me blush and look down again. I don't think Rick had noticed though. "How's everything with Billy?" He asked me.

I tensed hearing him ask me about him. I faked a smile as I looked at Rick. "Billy and I are fine"

"That's good" He said, returning the smile.

I noticed Roger making his way towards us. "Rick, do you mind if I borrow Mags?"

"Be my guest"

I stood up and followed Roger. He lead me over to a part of the stage that was just out of view from everyone. The first thing he did, was move the scarf so that my love bite was visible to him. He smirked as he ran his thumb over it. "I should give you another one"

"Don't you dare!" I warned him. "It's bad enough I have to cover one up"

"I know you love it though, darling" He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me tight against him. "How many times?"

"How many times what?" I asked.

"Did you cum?"

"Three" Roger seemed pleased with my answer. His hand moved to grope my ass. "Why do you want to know?"

"I just want to make sure I'm being a generous lover is all"

I smiled and cupped his face. "You are the best lover I've had"

"Hopefully the only one you'll ever have, yeah?" He grabbed my hand and squeezed it gently. "I mean it, darling. I don't think I could stand to see you with someone else. It's already bad enough when I see you with him" I knew the him was referring to Billy. "It hurts me"

"It's only you, Roger" I said. I closed my eyes when I felt his face close to mine. His nose brushed against my skin, close to my ear and I felt his hot breath on my neck. "I fucking swear"

Our moment was cut short when we heard footsteps coming towards us. "I think they're over here!" It was Nick's voice. Roger and I quickly stepped back from each other as he came into our view. "What is it with you two always sneaking off?"

"We're not always sneaking off" I said.

Nick snorted. "Sure, you aren't. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you two are—"

Roger interrupted him. "What is it you need, Nick?"

"Steve wants us to do one more run through" He informed us before leaving the two of us be.

"I think we can continue this later" I tried telling Roger. But he had other plans. He grabbed my face and kissed me. It was soft and gentle. I couldn't help but melt. I loved the affection he gave me, even if we did have to hide it.

When he pulled away from me, he still held my face in his hands. He smiled at me. "You're perfect, you know? Woman of my absolute fucking dreams" He let go of me. "Come on then, love" He went back onto the stage.

I stayed behind for a moment to compose myself. I didn't realize that I had started crying until I felt a tear run down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away. I don't know why I was crying. Perhaps it was because this was the first time I ever felt truly loved by a man and I was scared to let it go. But, I knew that Roger and I wouldn't last forever. As much as he told me he wanted it to.

I walked back out on the stage. I took my place at my microphone and grasped it. We rehearsed our set again and I had no doubt in my mind it would be another perfect show like always.

...

We returned to the hotel after the show. The plan for tonight was to go out and celebrate another successful show with some drinks. However, we all wanted to relax for a bit before we did so. Ronnie and I got to our room. She excused herself to use the bathroom, while I stared at the phone. I debated on calling Billy. My husband was probably expecting to hear from me, as I promised I would call him after every show. I sighed, picking up the phone and dialing the number.

When the other line was picked up, I heard a voice I didn't expect to hear. "Hello?"

"Judy?" My eyebrows furrowed. "What are you doing there?"

"Hello Maggie" She greeted me. "Billy invited me over. With you and Roger gone, we both just needed some company"

"Oh"

"Would you like to talk to him? I can fetch him for you"

"No, that's fine. I just wanted to tell him that it was another great show"

"Alright then. If that's all, I'm going to let you go now" Just when I thought Judy was about to hang up, she spoke again. "Oh, and could you do me a favor and not tell Roger?" I didn't even get a chance to ask why before she hung up on me.

I just stared at the phone still in my hand, confused about what just happened. Ronnie emerged from the bathroom and she noticed. "What's wrong, pup?" She asked me.

"I tried calling Billy and do you know who answered the phone? Judy" I explained to her.

Ronnie's eyes widened. "As in Roger's girlfriend, Judy?"

"Yeah" I squeezed the phone in my hand, my knuckles turning white. Ronnie sat beside me on the bed. "You... you don't think there's anything going on between them, do you?"

"Don't tell me you're bothered by the idea" Ronnie scoffed.

"Why shouldn't I be!?" I snapped at her.

"Because you and Roger are doing the same thing!" She snapped back. "So what if Billy and Judy decide to indulge in their loneliness together?"

I can't believe she was saying it so casually. "You're telling me you wouldn't be devastated if you found out the man you've been married to for years was cheating on you with another woman?"

"It sounds like you still love him" Ronnie said. "But I know you don't, otherwise you wouldn't have fallen for Roger"

"That doesn't answer my question"

Ronnie sighed. "Of course, I'd be devastated. It would be hard not to be if you've been with someone as long as you've been with Billy"

"And there is something else. Judy told me not to tell Roger that she was there"

"Oh" Ronnie scratched at her head. "Yeah, that does seem a bit odd"

"Do I tell him?" I asked. "Every girlfriend he's had, they've ended up cheating on him"

Ronnie frowned. "Wow, I had no idea..." Of course she wouldn't. Nobody knows Roger the way that I do. "Maybe when we come back. Don't want to spoil a fun night"

"Yeah, you're right. But if Billy was cheating on me, I'd want to know" I saw Ronnie stiffen when I mentioned that. "What's wrong?" Before she could answer, there was a knock on our door. I went over to answer it, finding that it was Rick at the door.

"We're all ready if you two are" He told us. "We'll meet you downstairs in the lobby"

"Thanks, Rick. We'll be down shortly" Rick left, and Ronnie and I grabbed whatever belongings we needed. For me, it was important I had my cigarettes on me. When we were ready, we made our way down to the lobby. I immediately noticed Steve's absence. "Where's Rourkie?"

"He's trusting us on our own for the night" David explained. He reached into the pocket of his jacket, pulling out a big wad of cash. "But he did give us this!" He waved it around.

"Give me that!" Ronnie quickly snatched the wad and stuffed it in her purse. "You don't go waving cash like that around in a big city like this. I've witnessed one a few too many muggings"

"You've lived in New York before, right Ronnie?" Nick asked, throwing his arm over her shoulder. "You must know of a few clubs or two!"

Ronnie smirked, looking between all of us. "I know just the place"

...

Ronnie ended up taking us to this very lively nightclub. She chose this place specifically because it's where her and Sandy had their first date. We situated ourselves at a booth. I was squeezed in the very middle, right in between Roger and David.

"This is a nice place!" Rick shouted over the music and the rowdiness of the crowd.

Ronnie grinned. "I know, right! Sandy and I would come here every Saturday while we were living here" Since we all decided she was in charge of the money, she would be the one fetching our drinks tonight. We all told her what we wanted and she made her way to the bar.

Nick looked around. "Lots of pretty girls here, aren't there?" He mentioned.

"You, sir, are engaged" I reminded him.

"I meant we should find one for David. He is the only one of us who is single after all" Nick reached over to pat him on the shoulder.

David shook his head. "I don't need a girlfriend"

"Don't let your crush on Maggie stop you from getting laid" Nick said.

I giggled and I noticed David blushing, even in the low light. "I do not—" I could feel Roger tensing beside me.

"Hey, I think that one over there likes you!" Rick pointed at a woman sitting at a table with three of her friends. She was giggling and making eyes at David. He caught eyes with her and smiled.

The woman whispered something to her friends, and then she left her table. She walked over to us, smiling at the boys but giving me the dirtiest look possible. I just rolled my eyes. "My friends and I were wondering if you boys would like to join us" She asked. I knew that invitation clearly wasn't meant for me.

Rick, Nick, and David all looked at me, as if they needed my permission to go sit with some girls. "I don't know why you're waiting for permission from me. I'm not your mother" I told them. The three of them went to go join the girls but Roger stayed behind with me. "Not going to join them?"

"You know I'd rather sit with you" He told me, but I could see his eyes looking elsewhere. I followed his eyes and saw that they landed on a man.

"What's that poor man done to you, Rog?" I asked.

"He's been looking at you since you've walked in here" He said, irritation laced in his voice.

"How do you think I feel?" I asked him. I nodded over towards one of the friends of the girl who was making eyes at David. "Blondie over there has been pouting because you won't join her" He looked towards the girl. She smiled flirtatiously at him, but he couldn't be bothered. "I think you should go sit with her"

Roger looked at me like I was crazy. "Are you mad?"

"Not saying you have to fuck her. Just go sit with her and maybe dance with her a bit"

Roger sighed, rolling his eyes. "Fine, but I'm doing it for you" I could see he wanted to lean in and kiss me, but he refrained from doing so. He joined the boys and the girls. Blondie immediately reacted to Roger's presence, touching his arms and pushing her tits out.

I was left on my own, but I wasn't alone for long as someone had come to sit beside me. I looked and noticed it was the man Roger was glaring at. I must admit, he was handsome but nowhere near as handsome as Roger. "Hello" He greeted me.

"Hello" I smiled politely at him.

His eyes widened. "A British girl? What part of England are you from?"

"Well I was born in Surrey, but my current residence is in London"

"What brings you to New York?" He asked.

"You see those boys over there?" I nodded towards my bandmates. "I happen to be in a band with them. We're on tour"

"A beautiful British babe that happens to be in a band? Where have you been all my life?" The man scooted closer to me. "I'm Tony, by the way"

"Maggie" I gave him my name. I looked over to see if Roger had noticed, but he hadn't. Not that blondie would let him take his eyes off of her anyways. I had to admit, Tony seemed like a nice enough bloke to talk to, once I could get past the flirting.

"Hey, Maggie, where are the boys?" Ronnie had a tray of our drinks. "Tony? Oh my God!" She smiled at him.

"Ronnie!" Tony greeted her back. The two of them hugged.

"I see you've met my sister!"

Tony's eyes widened. "This is the Maggie you've been telling me about?"

"How do you two know each other?" I asked.

"Sandy and I were being harassed once but Tony came to our defence and punched the arsehole in the face" Ronnie explained. Both her and Tony laughed at the memory.

I smiled at that. "Well, anyone that's willing to defend my sister and her partner like that is okay with me"

Ronnie looked over her shoulder where she finally noticed. Blondie was practically in Roger's lap at that point. That wasn't the part that annoyed me. What annoyed me is that he didn't seem so bothered by it. His hand was resting comfortably on her lower back. Don't know why I'm bothered. I'm the one who encouraged him to go to her.

Ronnie let me and Tony be while she gave the boys their drinks. While Tony was talking, I kept watching Roger and blondie. Now he was whispering in her ear, and she was giggling, enjoying whatever he was saying. It made me angry. I grabbed Tony's hand. He seemed shocked, but happy at my action. "Do you want to dance?" I asked him.

"Sure!" He said. Tony and I stood up and made our way over to the dance floor. I had fun with him as we danced. Now, I wasn't interested in Tony either romantically or sexually but I could see us having a friendship. As Tony was spinning me, I caught sight of Roger making his way over to us, and he looked pissed.

"Excuse me mate, but what do you think you're doing?" Roger asked.

Tony blinked, clearly confused. "I'm sorry?"

Roger's fists clenched. "She's mine"

"Oh, I didn't—wait, are you Billy?"

"Don't even compare me to that arsehole" Roger seethed. Roger grabbed my wrist and pulled me aside, but he did it gently. "Maggie, how could you?" Even in the dim lighting, I could see his eyes tearing. "You promised you wouldn't cheat on me!"

"Tony and I were just dancing!" I explained. "Besides, you're the one who was getting too comfortable with blondie over there"

"I didn't want anything to do with her but you kept insisting that I sit with her" He grasped my face in his hands. "Fuck, Mags, you're the only one I want. And I want to be the only one you want"

"You are, Roger"

"Then divorce him" He sounded so pained when he said it. He sighed and shook his head. "Fuck, I'm sorry. I know, you still need time and I'm sorry, I just love you so much. I'm so scared of losing you" There was a difference when he told me he was scared of losing me, as opposed to when Billy told me the same. Roger's confession sounded genuine. He leaned in and I felt his hot breath on my lips.

"Roger, we're in public. You can't kiss me right now" I told him, despite how much I wanted him to.

"I don't give a shit" He said before his lips were clashing with mine. I tried pushing him away but it was no use. I melted into the deep and passionate kiss. When he pulled away, his forehead rested on mine and he grabbed my hands. "How about you dance with me instead, sunshine?"

"Of course I will" I said. We spent the rest of the night in the club just dancing and holding each other close. I wasn't sure if our bandmates had noticed our closeness, but at this point, I didn't really care. I had Roger in this moment.

...

Eventually we all made our way back to the hotel. David wound up bringing the girl he met from the club back with him. It was an awkward car ride as she kept glaring at me the whole time. Ronnie and I were getting ready for bed. She was in the bathroom brushing her teeth while I was sitting on my bed, combing out my hair. There was a knock on the door and I went to go answer it. It was Roger, wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants that were hanging low on his waist. No matter how many times I've seen him without a shirt on, the sight of his body always made me blush.

"Sunshine, can I stay with you and Ronnie tonight?" He asked me. "David and his new friend are getting really friendly" He hinted. I let him in the room just as Ronnie walked out of the bathroom.

She stopped to look at Roger. "Jesus Christ, Roger. No wonder Maggie is into you"

"Ronnie, shut up!" I said. Roger couldn't help but laugh. God, his laugh. His laugh was beautiful. I looked at him again. He was beautiful. "Ronnie, is it alright if Roger stays with us tonight?"

"It's fine with me as long as you two don't end up fucking" She said.

Roger leaned in and purred in my ear. "No promises about that" He gave my ass a light smack before making his way to the bathroom.

I smiled, quite pleased with this whole situation. I sat back down on my bed while Ronnie got in hers. "Oh, pup, I hope it's okay but I gave Tony your phone number"

I blinked and looked at my sister. "What? Why?"

Ronnie frowned. "Because he seemed to really like you. And besides, you need more friends. Look, I'm not trying to set you two up, if that's what you think I'm trying to do. It just seemed like you two really hit it off. What's wrong, pup? I thought you liked him as well"

"I did, thank you" I said. I was sure Roger might have scared Tony off but I was wrong.

"Did you tell Roger about Ju--" Ronnie stopped herself when Roger came out of the bathroom. It fell silent as Roger climbed into bed with me. "Well goodnight, you two. I don't want to hear any moans or bed squeaking, alright?" Her lamp went out.

Roger reached and turned off the other lamp, leaving the room dark except for the moonlight peeking through the window's blinds. I turned so that I was facing my lover. The moonlight was hitting him perfectly, lighting up his eyes. His arm went around my waist and he pulled me against him, holding me close. I reached up to stroke his cheek. His eyes closed and he smiled. "Maggie Waters. Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?" He murmured tiredly.

"Sleep, my love" I cooed to him.

"Only if you'll be here when I wake up"

"I promise" I felt the lull of sleep overtake me as well. "Roger?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you"

"I love you too" I stared at him as he slept. I thought about what I was questioning myself earlier on in the day. Roger wasn't just using me for personal gain, and it was silly of me to think so. He genuinely loved me, dare I say more than Billy ever has. Eventually, slumber got the best of me. I wouldn't remember what I dreamt about that night. All I know is that it was one of my best nights of sleep because I was in Roger's arms.

#roger waters #roger waters x ofc #roger waters fanfiction #pink floyd #pink floyd fanfiction #maggie robinson #dlmn #my oc

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dragonthusiast · 2 years

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The Nature of Magic sneak peak 1

I thought it might be fun to share some snippets from my current WIP and post them here. For the first one I'll share my so far favorite bit, my first trans character's coming out. It's been so fun getting to know Wyn as I write this series, and now he finally feels complete.

Anyway, here it is :)

“Why are your eyes yellow?”

Wyn’s smile grew into a small grin as slowly raised his head so he could properly look at Edwyr, his hair spilling out over his shoulder. Edwyr immediately got the urge to stroke it, but he resisted. For now, at least.

“Oh, an accident, you could say,” Wyn said, taking a breath to start telling Edwyr what he could already tell would be quite the story. It usually was, it seemed. “I was trying to see if I could….” Wyn paused, his smile ebbing a little as he looked down at the bedcovers. “I was trying to alter how I look. Not through illusions. Permanently. And, well, I thought changing the color of my eyes would be an easy steppingstone to reach. I chose an unnatural color simply to see if there were limits to what I could do.”

Wyn huffed out a laugh, once more looking amused. “Somehow I managed to change the color of my iris easily enough. But then I could not change it back. Or to any other color.” The elf shook his head. “To this day I still do not know what I did wrong. By the time I could control this kind of magic, I was used to my eyes being like this, and I simply decided to leave them be.”

His smile softened as his eyes found Edwyr’s again. “I think the color is quite becoming, wouldn’t you agree?”

Edwyr let out a small laugh, unable to resist it anymore. Wyn was far too charming. “Yes, it’s very striking.”

Wyn almost looked bashful then, ducking his head just a little and smiling to himself, as if Edwyr’s barely-there compliment had had profound impact on him. And Edwyr couldn’t lie, it did make his chest flutter to see Wyn reacting like this. It was so difficult to remember that the elf in bed with him was a very powerful, ancient sorcerer sometimes.

Though speaking of sorcery, Edwyr couldn’t help but wonder what exactly Wyn had changed about himself aside from the eyes. Why research such magic in the first place? Edwyr didn’t think the other elf was vain enough to learn something like this simply to make himself more attractive.

“Did you research that when you were trying to figure out how to make yourself stop aging?” asked Edwyr, this being the only connection he could think of. And sure, Wyn looked quite young, possibly too young to have discovered the key to immortality from Edwyr’s rather rudimentary understanding of how creating new spells and learning or even inventing entire types of magic. But surely there was more to this than Wyn simply making himself younger than he was at the time.

“Ah, not quite,” Wyn said, his smile gone all of a sudden. Edwyr tensed up, not liking the change of mood at all. “I…I told you I used to look quite different when I still lived on Aendor. Do you remember?”

Edwyr nodded, sitting up. It felt appropriate given how serious things were right now. Whatever Wyn was going to tell him, it was clearly no laughing matter. Wyn sat up as well, following Edwyr’s example, but sadly he didn’t scoot over so they would be sitting next to each other. Edwyr had wished that would be the case.

“Well, I was….” Wyn let out an annoyed sigh, shaking his head as if mad at himself for having a hard time saying whatever he wanted to. Edwyr reached out to put his hand on the other elf’s shoulder, but before he could reach, Wyn got up, beginning to pace around the bed. “The body I was born with was female.”

Edwyr’s eyebrows flew up in surprise. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting, but it was certainly not that. That was so odd to wrap his head around. Edwyr didn’t have a problem with it, of course. It was simply difficult to comprehend because Wyn was a man, and anything else simply seemed strange and wrong.

“So you were born a woman, but you changed that through magic?” Edwyr asked, trying to make sense of this in his brain. This all sounded familiar to him for some reason. He immediately regretted saying this, though, when he saw the grimace on Wyn’s face. It was clear this was very difficult to him. Edwyr should have probably just given him time to continue.

“No, I…. No, that body never felt right. This one does.”

Edwyr nodded, but before he could say anything, Wyn started rambling, one hand rubbing his eyes as he continued pacing.

“I apologize. I should have told you this already, but it was so long ago. Sometimes, even I forget. My time on Aendor feels like little more than a dream sometimes. Something that was never real to begin with. But I am sorry. That is no excuse. And I am very sorry if this makes you uncomfortable because—”

Edwyr couldn’t listen to this anymore. Before he even knew it, he was on his feet, marching to Wyn only to grab him by the shoulders. For a split second he considered shaking him for good measure, but given how upset Wyn was that was unlikely to help, and so instead, Edwyr leaned in and softly pressed his lips against the other elf’s.

He could feel some of the tension draining out of Wyn’s shoulders as Edwyr pulled away. The elf still seemed a little distraught, but certainly less so than before.

“It’s okay, Wyn. Thank you for sharing this with me.”

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baekhvuns · 2 years

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Not Hwa frat boy 😭 yeah I recently listened to Cat & Dog English version for the first time I was avoiding it for years and that was the best worst decision in my life. IT'S NOT A COINCIDENCE IT'S A KITTY-INCIDENCE??? Anyway I'm dedicating this song to Seonghwa. He mentioned kneading on Universe recently, he was looking for someone to knead his shoulders BESTIE ON MY MY WAY!

Also you're welcome everyone. Man didn't lie when he said his hips are flexible they're... mesmerising I'm like a charmed snake just in trance looking at his hips movement every single time. Flashbacks to Ateez's first tour when he hip thrusted in my face a few times, once he was wearing leather pants just so you know. I was recovering from his body pictures in that Jeddah fest outfit when he dropped THE REDACTED PICS... I'm gonna bite his collarbones 🧛‍♀️🧛‍♀️🧛‍♀️🧛‍♀️ gonna sink my teeth.

I think Hwa likes pleasing us and I know Atinys can be annoying and too fucking horny, but I also like to think he enjoys the attention and compliments despite feeling shy, he's adorable. Seonghwa mentioned multiple times fans give him courage so it's great, but it seems like he took the shirtless photos later, hopefully he did it for himself too! Those who INSIST on all the members posting shirtless photos or showing their abs 🔫🔫🔫 I'm at your doors. Anyways, we always cry over his photos so trueeeee. And the way the water droplets looked on his face, man knows how to pose and THANK YOU SAN FOR THESE PHOTOS. Also thank you Seonghwa for photos of San...

I leave the smaller spiders alone, sometimes I can't even reach them so whatever BUT THAT BIG ONE??? I know it got scared when I threw the plate udjsjsurhehsjdjhsge I released it, but my hands were shaky shaky. All insects come to my room uninvited, yesterday it was a very confusing bumblebee and something else I couldn't identify, but it was big... AND ITS BACK IT'S ON THE BALCONY

Ah shit I know about Exo's superpowers and I definitely noticed some connections in their solos especially Mmmh! But I never thought it was thaaaaat deep and the world map??? Wow I didn't realise 😵 I've been trying to understand TXT's and Enha's storylines recently, both are more fantasy than sci-fi which I love. Sci-fi is great ofc, but I like different genres too. Maybe not everyone knows it, but Skz have a storyline as well and I'm still very very unsure about it, because they give less hints than Atz for example. But anyway I love me some lore!

I saw siren theories after DV photos dropped and new that won't happen, but I still liked to imagine. I think incorporating sirens would add more confusion to the story, but it definitely would be cool af. Now they're into this revolution happening and wtf is up with that space cowboys and space sailing themes???

I know I can't believe I was heart eyes emoji for him just to start being so fucking annoyed, this drama doesn't need romance seriously. But I also started Link: Eat Love Kill and Eve! Two vastly different vibes lmao. Yeah that drama about boxing is Doo Hwan's come back I think? Also dying because one of the actors who plays a CEO in Why Her will play a CEO in this series too didujsbxbsjsbjd. There are so many upcoming dramas and I'm not ready

Sadly the conspiracy theories are getting into young people's heads and it's fucking concerning it starts with being a flat earther, illuminati believer then anti vaxxer and ends with some heavy shit 😱

Bestie asked if I was okay after witnessing Hwa and wondered why he looked so broad, actually all of them looked bigger and she was onto that lmao

I don't wanna spend money on the game but I can't pass level 112 because it says SUPER HARD fucking thanks... I don't remember when the full album is dropping perhaps next week? I played it with someone at a kpop party last night...

Also Baeeeek I'm seeing Sunmi she's coming back to Europe and she's going to Canada as well! She's on thin line because of that NFT shit and her response, but I've stanned her since 2007 and missed her 2019 gigs so I wanna see her now since she's coming to my city

THE LIKES ON THIS FAKE TWEET CMON. I knew it wasn't real cause I know these photos, but 🤡

Also ARMS at UNI KON were serrrrved. Not Hwa in his little coconut head glory yet looking so disrespectful and his skin, the melanin 😍😭 it's a shame the audio was messed up but they did very well - DV 💖

hi hello!!

LMFAOOOO FRAT BOY HWA STARTED MY BBHWA ERA 😭😭😭 BFWMHDWK WAS IT ACTUALLY GOOD? KITTY INCIDENCE 😭😭🤚🏼 he mentioned wHAT ???? THIS MF NEEDS A CAT PLS THEY NEED A DORM PET 😭😭 MINGI WOULD GET HIS FAT CAT AND HWA WOULD GET HIS BABY 😭😭 oH KNEAD HIS SHOULDER OH LMFJEKFHWK TAKE ME WITH FOR MORAL SUPPORT

why. wHY? FOR WHAT AND U DO THIS FOR WHAT,,, he’s a siren,, idc deja vu hwa peak siren uLTIMATE SIREN RBWKFHKWH LMFAOOOO HOW DOES IT FEEL !!!! TO LIVE MY DREAM !!!!!! STOP THE JEDDAH OUTFIT GOD IM SIMPING ALL OVER AGAIN VAMPIRE AU WHEN

LMFAOOOO HE LIKES TEASING US???? ITS HIS SECOND NATURE AT THIS POINT i also think bc he also was a fan of kpop before he ofc saw his idols do cool things and he def likes to do them himself too bc he also gets the same reactionfvwbfhek OH MAN WHEN THEY INSIST 🔫🔫🔫🔫 esp when they insist jongho to show his skin it makes me wanna riot bc if u was an idol and someone asked u that hOW WOULD U FEEL 😭😭🤚🏼 tbh if i was on id be a thot <3

NO BC ON UR FUCKING PLATE BRKQHDQKDJQLDJWKDHQL SCREAMS THATS THE WORST CASE SCENARIO NIGHTMARE LMFAOOOO ARE U A INSECT WHISPERER 😭😭😭😭😭

the brain sm spent on their theories is insane,,, i nEED A WHOLE BOOK RELEASED bc they have tracks that haven’t been released bc of storylines,,, el dorado was recorded years before it was released 😭😭🤚🏼 OH MAN IM TRYING TO UNDERSTAND TXTS THEIRS IS SO COOL,,, skz has a storyline?? i only thought like hellavator had one i didn’t know they full on continued it,,,, i think theories makes a group’s success at times,, bc it’s so cool to invest ur time in it 🤌🏼

LMFAOOOO SPACE COWBOYS FHWJDHWKH IM CONFUSED WITH THE STORYLINE BUT I JUST KNOW IT RELATES BACK TO SMN 😭😭🤚🏼 no bc there were leaks on the cb like the whole album drop and track list and it’s crazy,,, DV PHOTOS WAS WOOYOUNG AND HWA IN THEIR SIREN ERA

LMFAOOOO JUDGED A BOOK BY ITS COVER FBWNF OH I KNOW EVE IS RLY GOOD THE ACTING IS >>>> 😮‍💨😮‍💨 do hwan is so mf fine,,, would u believe me if i said his character in the great seducer made me wanna write bb!hwa

NAURURURURUR NOT THE ANTI VAXXERS PLS 😭😭😭😭😭 a reason why ppl hate kpopfans 😭😭😭

Bestie asked if I was okay after witnessing Hwa and wondered why he looked so broad, actually all of them looked bigger and she was onto that lmao

LMFAOOOO THE SIZE KINK CAME OUT LESSGOO BESTIE JOIN THE SQUADD !!!

UR ALREADY ON 112 ?????? HELLO???? WHAT THE FUCK BESTIE,,,, when is it my turn to visit a kpop party with u what’s this baloney 🔫

I SAWWW SHES COMING WHERE I AM BUT SHE COMES WHEN UNI STARTS 🤩🤩 HAHA LMFAOOOO SHE DID A NFT????? WHAAT??? after kun,,, now her???? 😭😭😭🤚🏼

THE LIKES ON THIS FAKE TWEET CMON. I knew it wasn't real cause I know these photos, but 🤡

PPL WHO DO THIS ARE SO FUNNY BUT SO ANNOYING 😭😭😭

bro EVERYTHING WAS SERVED IM SO ??? I WOKE UP TO SEONGHWA AND MINGIS BIGASS ARMS ON MY TL AND WHEN WHAT DID I MISS 😭😭😭🤚🏼🤚🏼 AND WOOYOUNG??? WHATS HE ON???? OH MY GOD???? OMF their melanin look sO pretty in the photos yEAAAH THE MICS WERE????

AND YUNHO????

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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wuanshii · 2 years

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"Kisaki's Wife!"

( Hanma Shuji x fem!reader )

Highlights: Kisaki Tetta couldn't satisfy the one he wifed. So the captivated woman chose a path to have a secret affair with a certain hot friend of his; Shuji.

Warnings: Adultery content, porn with plot, leg-breaking smut, slight yandere Kisaki, violence, death, a satisfying ending etc. Rated 18+, Proceed with caution!

Word count: 4.5k - 5k

( improved version )

Your best friend Emma, sister-figure Hina, half of your close friends, everyone was taken away from you by your so-called loving husband Kisaki Tetta.

It wasn't your choice to stay with him, but neither did you have any to begin with. Catching the eyes of a wannabe italian mafia as him is something the young you never anticiapted.

His threats and a gun was the sole reason why you were supposed to stay with him as his 'wife'. Or else, not you but somebody else from your family's life will be taken away.

But you don't recall him mentioning anything about Loyalty...

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7:30 PM; Monday

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"Does he fuck you like this? Answer me Y/n, I need answers."

With your back pressed hard against the cold wall, Hanma's dick dug deep inside your cunt, sloppily moving in and out. His long hands were supporting your thighs against his hips as both of your skin slapping against each other's was the only physical sound that echoed through your shared bedroom with Kisaki.

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"N-No!" you stuttered. Honestly, anybody would if Mr. Shuji had his fat and thick dick buried deep inside them.

"No, what babe?"

"No he doesn't---. Fuck me the way.....y-you do!" he smirked at your response. That's exactly what his ears sought to hear.

"Moan my name." he ordered with a whisper.

"S-Shuji....." and you did, as always.

"Louder."

"Shuji!"

"LOUDER!"

"SHUJI!!"

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He's an aggressive man, a little dominant too. And with that, he finally loaded inside of you, a lot actually. But not a problem to be worried about considering how you are on pills for safety measures.

Shuji locked his gaze onto your eyes and slowly tugged the strands of hair falling on your face. He loves you, and to show that, the dominant man roughly entangled his lips against yours and started the tongue foreplay as your hands steadily made their way to caress his soft hair.

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"You in for round four?" in between the atmosphere of intense make out session, he paused and questioned. Men and their fuckin' needs.

"Four? C'mon now, haven't you broken me enough? And guess who's returning home. If he finds out, we--"

"Chill babe. We've been doing this for a year and he doesn't even have a clue HAHA."

"Who knows....." there goes the usual carefree Hanma Shuji you know.

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Like a gentleman he's been towards you, he gently lifted you up on his arms and made sure you to clean the sweats off your body thoroughly after laying you on the bed behind.

"Turn over, I'm down for some snuggles~" aftercare and cuddles would sadly last for only 20 minutes at max. Can't risk no nothing, it's a sad reality you live in.

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"I gotta get going now." and exactly after 20 minutes of getting good chuckles, laying together on the bed skin-to-skin, he finally had to leave.

"Will miss you."

"Aww~ Will meet you soon anyway, don't worry."

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By managing his shirt and pant properly, he bent down to your level on the bed and gently placed his lips on top of yours again as a goodbye kiss. 45 seconds of kisses here and there, he was turned on, again.

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"Ah fuck it, let's go for round 4."

"Control yourself! We are not going in for round 4,"

"But what about my dick?"

"Go home and jerk-off or something. You know how he is, it'll be a double-homicide if he catches us."

"Would love to die together with you~"

"Go!!"

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Kisaki has stuck something really invisible and weird somewhere near the front door that notifies his phone about the footsteps that entered or left the house. Good thing that Hanma was there with that secretive information, or else, one little mistake could've cost each of your lives.

With a pout, he hugged you tight and carefully jumped down from the balcony of your shared room. Kisaki is really careful regarding your freedom, that was the only option available.

And guess a little spy object won't stop Hanma from coming back to his boss's wife again and again.

After 20 more minutes of pin drop silence around the house, the front door finally clicked open as he, Kisaki Tetta stepped inside the house tired. You were no fool either, the room was so clean and perfect to the point with no trace of proofs were left behind.

The man straight up made his way inside the empty bedroom whilst you were in the shower cleaning yourself. He stood a little cautious as you weren't there to welcome him as usual. And with a 'hmm' , he roamed around the whole house looking for you;

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"Y/n, I am home."

No answer.....

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He once again checked the bedroom and heard the waters running inside the bathroom. That was a syringe of relief for him know that you're safe.

knowing that you're inside your prison as you're supposed to.

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"Y/n? Sweetie, are you in there?"

No answer......

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"Y/n."

No answer.......

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He began banging on the door real hard several times with your name on his mouth;

"Are you in there or not!?"

"Yes, I am. I'm showering!" your heart skipped a cold beat after the bangings,

"Come out."

"What?"

"I SAID COME OUT!"

By wrapping the towel around your body real quick, you walked out of the shower with your shaking legs which obviously was the result of rough sex from earlier.

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"Y/n."

"Yes, I know... I really didn't----"

And before you could form a complete sentence, he slapped you, twice.

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"I know you heard me the first time. Forgot about the rules now, did we?"

Your one hand held the right cheek as the other one clutched on the white cotton towel wrapped around your wet body. No, you didn't heard him the first time, he should've known better about your sincerity towards his idiotic possessive rules.

He simply walked out of the room, leaving your half-naked, vulnerable figure alone on the warm floor. He was a complete yandere, narcissit, posessive. That man doesn't love you, he just wants to fill the void in him after Hina's death.

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You aren't on the page to be blamed because this man was so sweet when you first met him. You never anticipated this situation to occur, or more likely to be in, to go through. The history sure is not a merry one, only if you knew everything was planned and connected.

Not even his black card can impress you. That's the height you've reached. Nothing he had, he has, and he will have shall convince you to forgive and love this man.

But, his friend named Hanma Shuji, your 'Mister' was an exception....

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"I'm sorry for slapping you, my love. You forgive me, right?" the dinner time came by, yep time to 'console' you.

"Yes...."

"'Yes' What?"

"Yes, I f-forgive you..." No you don't. But what choice do you have in your plate anyway?

He let out an 'aww' and kissed your forehead before serving you his handmade delicious dinner. Thankfully, it went by peacefully, no shoutings, no scoldings, no arguments. Peace for once.

Bedtime came along pretty late, but you're thankful cause at least it came. His cuddles and embrace, that's the last thing that would give you comfort. With him spooning you from behind, you both silently lied down on the bed for a goodnight sleep.

By shutting your eyes, you imagined Kisaki as Shuji embracing you instead but him speaking, again and again, was a complete annoyance, interruption, distraction, etc....

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"Y/n, we've been married for like 2 years now, how about we do little family planning?"

'Family? Oh hell to the nah!'

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"I am not quite ready for a child." you made up an excuse.

"May I ask why you aren't ready for a family, dear?"

"I-....I don't think I will be a good mom. Not now, let's just talk about it when....I feel like I'm ready."

"I know you will be a good mom. But sure, whenever my wifey's ready."

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With that, he fell asleep sooner but you were wide awake. Shuji's words from the past kept circling around your mind ever since Kisaki brought up the topic of 'family'.

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'Of course, I love you Y/n. When the time is right, I will free you from his clutches, kay? Then we'll go somewhere far, far away and have erm......10 Hanmas maybe?'

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Thoughts of having kids with him were the main trigger for the butterflies in your stomach. The day might not be that far, a woman can dream.

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10:10 AM

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"I'm leaving for work, take care love~" Kisaki planted a sweet kiss on your forehead and bid a temporary goodbye before leaving the house. The moment his Bugatti's sounds stopped echoing through your ears, you immediately turned to your phone and texted your 'Mister.'

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He's busy. Won't be coming. A piece of sad news indeed...

After turning his phone down, he grabbed the random girl by her hair who was sucking him sloppily and pushed her away from his cock now soaked with her spittles.

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"You said you're all good and extra with this but you ain't shit either. I won't pay a single penny for this. Get lost." he sounds 'disappointed'.

"Is that what you're worthy of? Scam? A fuckin millionaire, are you not?" the woman stood her guards up as he instantly took his spare gun out and pointed at the woman kneeling.

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"As I said, you ain't shit. Y/n is the only one and none other."

"Y-......Y/n? Who is she--"

"My wife. Now get lost before I show you what else this selfish millionaire can do."

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The terrified woman gave him one last glare and rushed out of his office. To him, she was just a fraud with an offer. It's been a week and he hasn't got any spare time for himself to meet you. Jerking off to your picture and voice mails isn't enough for him to clear his frustrations. The only cure for his desperation is your touch, your voice, the kisses leave on his skin, you and only you.

Just about the time, he managed his pants up properly, his 'boss' , Kisaki entered inside the office for a talk.

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"Wassup?~"

"About the little business party in 4 days, I was thinking about inviting my wife as well. She has been inside the house for too long."

"Oh. What was her name again?" acting all foolish n shii!

"Y/n."

"Yeah, Y/n. Sure why not~ Let her breath some fresh air once in a while."

"She does if you're wondering. And I have a favor to ask, keep a close eye on her if I disappear even for a second. She isn't dumb, can't let her run around and mess up our marriage."

"Eh, the problematic wife you've got there. Stay assured, I take the responsibility of your little prisoner's safety in my clutches~"

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7:22 PM; Tuesday

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"I can't with you women. It's been half an hour since I got ready, what the heck is taking you so long?" Kisaki yelled at you.

"This dress doesn't look good on me! This either! I don't have anything to wear!" you were unconsciously taking out your anger on random situations you were stuck in. Since the last text, Shuji had neither called you nor texted you back. You stood furious, of course.

Kisaki slapped himself after hearing your tantrums and rummaged through the closet full of expensive dresses he bought for you. And after a thoroughout search, he grabbed quite a revealing cat-mugler and handed it over to you.

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"Wear that. And be quick."

"This is so.......revealing...."

"That's the point."

"Well, I don't prefer walking half-naked out ther-"

"You either wear it or, watch your cousin die." he doesn't like disobedience, you know.

So without another word, you immediately wore it and stepped out of the room while managing the comfortable yet odd dress. It wasn't half bad except, it was too revealing for your liking.

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"Don't even think about trying anything funny, got it?"

"I've been obedient now haven't I? Don't worry, your wife loves you~" A small lie to gain his trust.

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The business party, it wasn't in some silent hotel. It was just a loud and lively club his 'gang' owned. Kisaki really had a high-head there, every man that looked dangerous enough to kill others with a single stare were bowing down to him.

Some random males over the tables beside were drooling over you, staring at you from their p.o.v and imagining quite dangerous, forbidden thoughts. But being by Kisaki's side in that dress really caught you as the center of attention.

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Some were secretly taking pictures of you, a few women were cursing at you; 'bitch' 'slut' 'whore' and all since their so-called man had their eyes all over you.

All these gazes but yours only searched for him; Shuji. With his hands on your waist, Kisaki guided you in the private VIP room.

'Where is he even? Shouldn't he be here?' you pondered, still observing around in hopes of catching a glimpse of him.

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Entering inside the messy and colorful room, as expected, everybody's eyes hooked onto you despite all the hired strippers and pleasure toys beside them.

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"Yo, made me wait too long now didn't ya? And it's been so long, Mrs. Kisaki~ I am Hanma Shuji, your protection." there he is, the tragedy you've been looking for.

'Mrs- what? I'll bite his dick off.'

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"Don't act like a condom now. Y/n, you better stick with him if I somehow disappear just in case, got it?" Kisaki interrupted,

"Oh, I will. And it's nice seeing you again, Hanma-san." funny how Kisaki couldn't notice the deep conversation shared between yours and Hanma through your 'eyes'

Four joint couches, the whole room was smelling expensive. You were seated in between of Kisaki and Hanma, more closer to your beloved actually.

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"Let's get to the point now, kick these strippers out." Sanzu pointed his words out before starting something important.

Wow, a man with pinkish hair. Not to mention the rest of the good-looking guys around you, felt quite illegal to be there honestly.

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"You heard me, come on time to go shoo shoo ." The pink-headed ordered the girls,

And one by one, each one of them left, leaving you as the only female in the room. Sanzu then cunningly fixed his eyes at you with a smirk which instinctively made you clutch on Shuji's coat tightly. His smirk stinked dangerous, you could tell.

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"Want me to tell you in Chinese?" Sanzu yelled.

".........me?" had to make sure.

"Of course you, darling~"

"Mind your words, she isn't any whore or stripper." Kisaki defended

"That cloth around her body says something else tho, oh, or is she your girlfriend?~"

"This is my wife," next, he hugged you in closer and threw a grudge-worthy smile at Sanzu's way. Man loves showing you off.

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After hearing that, Rindou choked on the whiskey he was drinking as everybody in the room looked at him with that look of 'disappointment'.

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'I'm still her main-hoe tho.' ── Shuji

'Wife? Might as well ask how much he paid her for that role tonight cause she definitely isn't a wife of someone like him.' ── Ran

'Damn and here I thought I could hit.' ── Takeomi

'... ..' ── Izana & Rindou

'Maybe I am hallucinating right now cause no way he just called her his wife. Yeah, I'm just hearing things.' ── Sanzu

Their thoughts united.

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"She will stay here, no worries. Also, where's Mikey?"

"What do you mean 'where's Mikey'? We thought you both were together."

"Don't start kiddin now, he's not with me,"

"Well then try calling him, we really don't know." Rindou interrupted those two.

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Several dials and 'The Boss' wasn't picking the call up. Today's meeting was supposedly the most important one, or so they said. Their boss 'Mikey' really is their main criteria and guess who's missing.

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"So it really came down to this..."

"What!?" Sanzu yelled after Kisaki got off from his phone.

"It's him again, that shithead. Called the hotel and seems like he was the one seen with Mikey last time."

"If you don't fuckin' tell me who--"

"Hanagaki!! Ahhh, why is he even alive? I'm checking to the hotel, anybody here mind accompanying me?"

Kisaki glanced at Hanma and began a short code conversation with each other through the 'Blink-Morse' code where one relays their morse message by blinking their eyes.

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'Lock her in the empty individual-VIP room on the end of hallways, that's mine room.'

'Gotchu~'

'Make sure she won't run away from here,'

'You have my back~'

Not exact long words were relayed, a eye-to-eye convo took place hinting those words. At least Shuji got the point.

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Everybody except for Sanzu kept their cool and stayed in their respective places. Thankfully, the men around weren't perverts. Their eyes spoke danger, no lust. So you can assume yourself a little safe around them.

Kisaki wrapped it all up for the moment and left without even saying a word to you. Not like you wanted to hear any either. Shuji got up and stretched for 20 good seconds before looking at you with his eyes filled with something that was needy.

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"Guess we gotta move from the room, Mrs. Kisaki~" he offered.

The men aren't really a bunch of perverts, but they can't avoid 'not' looking at you. But no worries again, your 'protection' is right there, isn't he?

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On the bed where Kisaki used to sleep once in a while when he wouldn't come home, Hanma steadily drilled you, fucking the sense out of your brains with his long and thick length buried deep within your walls.

His movements were dangerous, but the pain won't stop him from reaching the pleasure he desired. He only once shifted himself backward and rammed in you aggressively, making you flinch and loosen your walls due to sharp pain from his sudden motion,

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"You like- this?" He exclaimed with flustered face as his cock was at the edge of your g-spot,

"Cum already, it's been 9 min---utes~" you tried your best to speak, which only caused him to moan and increase his speed.

The atmosphere of sex covering the whole room was pleasing. The moans, the beautiful smell, the faint background music playing around.

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' I mi--ssed ya,' he moaned. Yep, he won't hesitate to. He's not like those other men in bed that won't let out a single moan.

Few more ongoing thrusts and you felt his warm seed painting your inner walls along with his deep groan of satisfaction that echoed through your ears.

You brought him in closer and planted a soft and sweet kiss on his lips. Two individuals in love, making out with each other inside the luxurious room, such a blissful moment, but little did any of you two know, Kisaki was watching , from the small fitting camera on the corner of the room , patiently.

Mikey was alright, he was just having his usual mood swings. And coming back to the door, he heard the cheerful chuckles from his wife that he himself rarely ever hears.

"I see how it is," Kisaki murmured when he had reached the door. He now has a moment to witness his haunting thoughts buried within him. Definitely, he's been suspicious of his wife for too long now. Of course he was acting all dumb and shit on purpose, to gain some little of evidence to prove his doubts.

The more he observed you two together on the bed, the more anger his fist poured. Gritting his teeth like a maniac, Kisaki took 3 long minutes to finally flash a smile on his face. An smile that spoke evil.

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He then turned his phone off, unable to watch you two going for 3rd round; Hanma's swollen red tip caressing your wet clit again--

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"Oh no, Y/n is such a bad girl." Anddd turned to your favorite cousin with that same smile as he raised his gun at his/her forehead.

Your cousin could only jerk tears off and beg for his/her life with the soft cloth wrapped around his/her mouth.

"You see this shit?" Kisaki shoved his phone that played your live porn on his screen right at your cousin's face, "Did you both not grow old together? What a tragedy,"

C/n knew Kisaki won't let him/her go just as that. He/She knows what kind of a man you got entangled with. But despite it all, he/she began begging for a life to live, saying how he/she will convince you to not commit such an act that will displease your husband. 'Y/n will listen to me, I know she will,'

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But...

"Oops, can't hear you, C/n~"

BANG >>>>>>>>>>> 💥

"Sorry, my fingers kinda slipped."

He walked over c/ns dead body and wore his gloves properly as he swiftly made his way outside the club.

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The man holding the gun was cruel. He stepped through the boundary of his patience, and now we all can assume that he cannot be stopped.

He gave his gun a single kiss and managed it on his belt behind before whispering,

"Now, next are her parents."

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"Baby, I really think we should get...going," By holding each side of his cheek, you exclaimed,

"He hasn't called me yet, why're you worried?" and Shuji replied while gazing down at his goddess.

"I've got a bad feeling.....we're still in the club y'kno...."

"If that's why my baby wishes, Shuji shall fulfill it~ But don't sweat it, you're worrying for nothing." He caressed his nose against yours with a chuckle and got up. Each of you gathered your own clothes and got dressed, ready to leave. Whilst Shuji cleaned every corner around of the room, you caught his attention;

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"You sure you can walk?"

"I'll try," they were trembling a little, he's quite a person. Look at you, made you weaker than ever on 3rd round. No matter how many steps you tried to take, your legs would lump down, making you fall down on your knees time and again.

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"Oh nah, you can't do that." Shuji hummed, looking down at you thinking with his hand on his chin,

"Do I look like I have a choice??"

"Well, hmm....Oh, yep. You do have a choice, we'll have to break your legs~" He offered.

"Erm....was that a joke?"

"No hun~" he came over to you and helped you up, "I'm being serious."

"Why!?"

"To fool him of course, you won't be able to walk until tomorrow anyway. Let's get you some rest, I know you'll be fine~"

"Shuji, you're being ridiculous-"

"Trust me, I'll make it less painful~" okay. It's not like he's gonna make it less painful, but maybe that was the only choice in your pocket.

Won't gonna have to do those house chores too if your leg is broken either, the only relief. Shuji carefully held you up in his arms and gently placed you down behind the managed bed again,

He then attached your hips to his torso and ran his slender fingers down your thighs with a smirk on his face. No, he was planning something else, something fishy,

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"Okayyy, you trying for the 6th round now?" You interrupted in between as he was tugging your panties down,

"Noup, not a 6th, just making space for the pain to convert itself into pleasure," he sounded serious. It better not be what you're thinking of. . .

"Shuji, how wil-"

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Before you could finish, the man bent your left leg sideway in a swift, making you wince and scream due to sudden rush of pain your leg suffered. Man, that was unexpected, and mostly, it HURT. Hurt so damn worse that you couldn't control the tears rolling down your cheeks.

Just about time you were about to curse at him, he immediately shut you up with his hand rushing over to cover your mouth. Your man knows how harsh, and loud you can be.

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"It's okay babe, it's okay~" your left knee swelled so bad, not just the swelling, you began sufficating from the pain. But he was there, caressing your bare skin to comfort you by adding stuff like, 'You'll be fine baby' 'It's just a bone or two, you'll be just fine'.

He assured you, asked you to breath as his hand left your mouth and you did. Took your precious time to take all the air and pray for yourself. Whilst your eyes were calmly shut, you felt his length enter in you steadily.

"The pain's gonna go away real quick, stay steady k?" he whispered and began moving in-and-out, in and out sloppily. The pleasure didn't took long enough to directly hit your whole body.

Yes, he was breaking your legs while fucking you.

As he rocked his hips back and forth, filling the wholse room with the sound of two skins slapping against each other at a slow yet quick pace, a faint *crack* sound echoed through both of your ears; and it was just him breaking your right leg.

' He's a Demon. ' you thought,

Yet, he was smiling. You on the other hand were in between of mixed emotions, his hand caressing your thighs, eyes filled with tears, the body receiving both pain & pleasure at the same time.

' He's my Demon.' second thoughts as you gazed at his yellow orbs ,

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"How ya feelin`?" he bent to your level, and smooched your face while still rocking himself inside and out. You couldn't even form a word properly, all that left your lip was the moans you couldn't control.

And he liked that. Made him feel good for no reason, perhaps he just liked the fact that his dick and hand worked magic right there.

The swollen muscles of your ankles, they were right on point and sort of dark blue in vision as he planted a kiss on top of it before reaching his climax together with you. It was a relief, you were numb, too weak to feel anything as Shuji dragged his dick out of you and laid beside.

"Hah! That was fun," yeah, fun my ass. you thought as the silence took over and the only thing audible in the room was the running AC covering the smell of sex from the room.

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Until, Shuji's phone vibrated,

He moved forward and grabbed it from the table with an expression of annoyance.

And guess it was Kisaki,

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"Elloo~"

"Where are you?"

"Protecting your wifey from the other evil eyes on the VIP room~"

"Oh."

"Wassup?"

"I just arrived at the club, meet me. Along with Y/n."

Shuji muttered 'Shit' under his breath and took 3 whole seconds to gain himself back to answer him,

"Sure, boss."

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In a hurry, he managed his whole shirt and belt on his pants and zeopardly cleaned the room. Next, he fixed your tugged off panties on your hips and placed a kiss on top of your pussy before carrying you in a bridal style, you were just as confused there.

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"He's already back, time to go, princess~"

"We've been here for 1 and half hours, of course he would've been bac-"

"I've got a bad feeling......." He tensed. The tone of Kisaki was different, he noticed that. And he was quite frightened as well but thinking it of as some random knockout feelings, he excused himself out of the door while carrying you.

But just as he stepped out, carrying you in his arms, both of your heart stopped beating for a sec right there.

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As Shuji was holding you, Kisaki was standing right there, holding two chopped-off heads of your parents in his arms with a gentle smile.

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" N-No...." you muttered, recognizing them under the heavy mixed club night.

"Hello there, wifey~" Kisaki exclaimed,

You wanted to slide down from Shuji's arms but you couldn't, more like Shuji didn't let you. He was slowly taking a few steps back with you up in his arms, ready to run away from the madman in front.

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"Oh no, what happened to your pretty legs? Did Hanma break it while fucking you?"

Before he could run with you, Kisaki pointed the gun at both of your way.

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"Don't even try~"

"Y/n, shoot him, shoot him with the damn glock attached on the back of my belt!!" Tensed up Hanma whispered to you as you bent a little and checked wherever it was.

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You found it, small in size it was but before you could even grab the gun, Kisaki shot the right thigh of Shuji which immediately made him fall down weak. Next was yours, how man pain shall your leg suffer? First broken knees, now a bullet on the right side?

Not just you but Shuji as well screamed in pain but the loud music of the club covered it up. Nobody would hear a single thing.

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"Kisaki!!! Hear me out, it's not--" ─Hanma

"Oops, a corpse is talking."

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And with that, the next thing you saw was a bullet piercing right through Shuji's skull. Blood ran down from the spot where he was shot as the bullet laid still within his forehead.

Hanma Shuji, your lover, he was murdered by Kisaki Tetta, the merciless man that claims himself as your husband.

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The last thing Shuji muttered was your name, your name was the only thing that left his mouth before dying ,

You tried to shake him awake but it was useless, your whole body was trembling in fear. Just about some moment ago, you both were happy in each other's arms. This is the situation you last anticipated to find yourself in.

Your legs weren't functioning at all, and it hurts a lot too, yet you managed to place himself on your lap and started caressing his cold cheeks with your tears dropping down on his bloody face,

"Shu-- shu, no, shu, tell me t-this is a joke. Shu, wake--"

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His fingers were slightly moving, but there wasn't much hope left either way. Kisaki's men came and took his dead body away, granting you the last time you saw your beloved,

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"Oh god, whore." Kisaki muttered,

- as he dragged you away from there by pulling you by the roots of your hair, you teared up at the sight of your beloved's dead body lying on the cold floor alongside the carelessly beheaded heads of your parents.

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Tortures and Abuse ,

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That's what you received on a daily basis. It was a routine now, for both you and Kisaki.

He'd refuse to kill you, he simply just enjoys hearing your screams. You longed for his presence, his voice, his touch but Shuji's body was thrown away in the middle of the ocean, he would never come back.

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Kisaki never showed mercy, he'd beat both you and your son together. He was disgusted with you to the point where he doesn't even like the mere idea of the mother of his child being you. But it ain't like you ever wanna bear his child either.

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"Mama, why does papa always hurt us?"

Ryuji snuggled closer to you. Your 3 years old son, h/c with yellow orbs and face being the spitting image of his father; he's the product of your affair with Shuji. When he came to your life, you were blessed with at least one good thing.

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Thankfully Kisaki let him live just because you were being an 'obedient dog throughout your whole pregnancy and these past few years. But nobody knows when he's gonna snap and hurt both of you together, like always.

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"I don't think papa loves us, mama..." he cried in your arms as Kisaki had locked both of you in a cold chilly room just because you didn't clean the dust off the table properly. It was just an excuse of his, he just wanted to add more sufferings.

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"Mama?" Ryuji called you out zoning in the middle.

"Ryuji, he isn't your father." with a stern tone, you replied with a broken smile and caressed his head.

Ryuji was your everything, also the last gift left by Shuji.

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" I know. Where is he, my real papa?"

".......H-He was...killed by this pig. 5 years ago, before you were even born, Kisaki Tetta is the man that killed your father."

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That was the information a 4 years old could hardly grasp and go through but you didn't care. At this point, your hope had all died. But he smiled instead of being terrified.

ㅤ

" What was my papa's name, mama?"

With an expression so broke, you glanced down at your son and gave him a warm smile before replying. He chuckled, despite being in such a situation, he chuckled and hugged you tighter with a smile that hinted 'hope', hopes of meeting his real dad and living a good life with his Mom.

ㅤ

"Shuji, Hanma Shuji." you smiled, and he acted like he was thinking.

"....mmm....so that will make me...Hanma Ryuji!"

ㅤ

You had to protect that smile of your son, your ray of sunshine. Shuji would've pampered him so much, given him the love and care of a father he deserves.

This, this whole abuse is something your son will never be freed from. Kisaki will definitely ruin Ryuji's future one way around, and you won't always be there for him. Nobody can predict whatever's gonna happen. But one thing you know for sure is that...you both are forever trapped in Kisaki's clutches.

ㅤ

By gently placing your son down, you got up and poured every strength you had to shatter the small window's glasses.

ㅤ

"What are you doing, mama?" He innocently questioned, a little terrified too as his mama stood by the window holding a piece.

"Do you want to meet....your papa?"

"I..... Yess, I don't want to stay with this guy. I want to meet my Papa!" only if he knew...

"I see."

ㅤ

With a soft smile, you went back and embraced him a little closer and placed the sharp piece near the side of his stomach without his knowledge. His sweet smile faded soon, leaving his eyes widened as you caressed his cheeks whilst planting kisses of despair in his forehead.

No shit, the next thing you did was pierce the sharp object through his abdomen while hugging him tightly. Ryuji clutched his fists onto your shirt with wide eyes as it was so sudden, a child would never expect that. But neither did he scream, nor did he cry,

ㅤ

'Mama...my stomach on the side.....it's paining....it hurts. Mama---....why?' he silently cried, touching your hand holding the piece with his soft ones.

'I'm sorry my baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry....Mama's sorry, she's really sorry--'

ㅤ── was all you repeatedly muttered while crying and holding him close to your chest. Ryuji simply uttered 'Mama-' before taking his last breath,

ㅤ

"Mama will....join you soon."

Just like his father, Ryuji too laid dead on your lap. It's as if history reapeated itself, but in a different font.

ㅤ

By building in enough courage, you took the glass piece out of your child and placed it on your neck, to slit your throat. You were terrified, hands trembled a lot too, but you had to do it.

To end it right there, all the sufferings, all the abuse, you have to free yourself.

ㅤ

In one last go, you slid the broken piece across your neck and lost your consciousness forever by still holding Ryuji's dead body on your lap.

The pain will be gone, all the suffering will end right there.

ㅤ

You are finally free.

ㅤ

"Mama look!! My Papa looks exactly like me!" In between the void place where colorless cloud surrounded you, your son cheerfully came running to you.

'Is this a...dream?' you thought, looking around the never been place.

"Noup, not a dream, honey." And when you glanced back, you found Shuji smiling at you, holding excited Ryuji on his arms.

ㅤ

How many years had it been since you last saw that pretty face? Heard that soothing voice? Felt his warmth and touch? You lost count of it long ago....

But there he was, wiping the tears off your eyes while holding his son closer to him,

Without hesitation, you brought him in for a tight hug and cried so loud that even God himself felt the pain in your voice.

ㅤ

"I watched, I suffered alongside you two and I waited, for too long. I'm proud of you, Y/n." With a soft smile, he exclaimed.

ㅤ

"Come on, my baby's such a crybaby~"

Ryuji too began tearing up for dramatic purposes since he saw his Mom crying like a baby in his Dad's arms.

ㅤ

"Come on my two babies, don't cry now, get up."

He helped his sweet little crybabies up and patted each of your back. Maybe it was a dream, or it wasn't, nobody knows.

ㅤ

"I missed you a lot , Y/n." He whispered, tears almost falling from his eyes as he brought both of you nearer and embraced you tightly.

One thing for sure is, the man standing in front of you was your Shuji, not a fake one, not a doppelganger, he was your beloved Hanma Shuji that was taken away from you 5 years ago.

ㅤ

" I missed you too, a lot, Shuji." You too replied with a warm smile, hugging him closer than ever. He stood up, holding your hand and wiped his tears with a smile,

ㅤ

"C'mon, let's go. We've still got 9 more Hanmas to make~

The End.

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salami2 · 3 years

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hi! could i request some pregame kokichi x fem reader sex where he creampies her? thank you!! also i love all of your kokichi writing so much!! (⑉• •⑉)‥♡

A/N: Thank you so much! I’m not too good at Kokichi, but I tried my best. Enjoy lovely anon!

Warning(s): Smut, dom!Kokichi, sub!reader, rough sex, kissing, cream pie (obviously), a very sweet pregame Kokichi <3

- 18+! -

— pregame!Kokichi x fem!reader - Smut —

“Hah… ah- are you feeling good, honey?..”

You could feel his hot breath against your neck. Giving you goosebumps along your skin. The young man thrusted into you, making you gasp.

Don’t worry. Even though you can’t say anything, the look of pure pleasure on your face was enough to say.

It was late after class when you noticed the look Kokichi was giving you. He was finishing up some homework and asked you for help.

Ever since he could remember, he’s had the biggest crush on you. Sadly, everyone knew except you yourself. So when the teacher asked you to help him after class, you did so with no questions. While he tried to contain his cherry red blush.

And then, you noticed the growing tent in his tight, black pants.

It didn’t take long for things to escalate. And somehow find its way to a nearby love hotel…

Despite being so young and seemingly inexperienced, Kokichi Ouma was a fast and sensual lover.

At first slow, and then a beast in the sheets.

There was no way to explain how satisfying this shy boys cock was inside of your air- tight walls. The way he would pull out and ram back in.

He was small. But it was something about his movements that could pull any woman in closer…

His hands went to your chin, tilting it into a deep kiss.

“Why is he like this… He’s so different then the sweet boy I was helping with homework a while ago…”

Kokichi started going at a slow and gentle pace like he did at the beginning. It was clear he wanted to say something.

“S/O… I-I was thinking, is it alright if I.. came inside you? It’s a selfish request! But I’d like it a- a lot …”

You thought it was endearing how he asked such a question. Both of you were young, so it made sense that he would ask for your permission.

“Yes, of course, Kichi’. Do whatever you like with me…” the sound of your tired, content voice made him harder. You could feel it inside of you.

It was like magic; the speed that boy had after.. how many rounds? He made you feel like a dumb little slut.

The increased speed made you drool a little. Holding onto his shoulders like your life depended on it. You’d have to apologize for leaving nail marks in his skin.

“S’ready now.. I’m g-gonna-“

Just like that a heat filled up your sore cunt like a waterfall. Deep inside your sweet body like a tsunami of pleasure. You could see the white goodness leaking out, huffing and puffing.

“That’s… all. I finally… finished.” He exasperated, flopping down on the soft, red bed.

“I really loved that, Kichi,” you admitted. “You're so good.. let’s do this again sometime…”

@salami2

#danganronpa x reader #danganronpa #danganronpa smut #kokichi oma #kokichi smut #kokichi ouma #god damn im gonna be known as the writer that does kokichi smut #eh who cares

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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Bakugou’s daughter brings home a Boyfriend

Bakugou x wife!reader

Ft. Bakugou’s daughter

Warnings: fluff, lowkey Crack, sexual mentions, small angst, cursing, Bakugou being such a dad

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

A/N: This is one of my favorite types of Bakugou. Domestic father Bakugou!! So bc of that fact, this piece was born. Hope you enjoy!

Bakugou as a boyfriend? Bliss. Bakugou as a fiancé? Heaven. Bakugou as a husband? Euphoric

Bakugou as a dad?.......he sure is something

Don’t get me wrong, Bakugou would be the ultimate dad

Baby crying in the middle of the night? Sleep love, daddy’s got it. Baby needs a bottle? He can warm it up with his hands. Baby’s feeling bored? Look at these mini fireworks in his hands!! Katsuki’s got it all

But that’s a baby Bakugou

Bakugou with a teenager

oOf

Katsuki’s teen will be either one of two things

His best friend

Or his mortal enemy (whom he still loves endlessly)

His 16 year old daughter, Katsumi, was both

And yes they loved each other very much, but they also got into battles on who could cook dinner better, who Y/N loved more, hell, when y’all came back from a restaurant THEY FOUGHT OVER WHO MADE IT TO THE FRONT DOOR FIRST

But this battle? Y/N might just let them Kill each other...just this once

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“WHO THE FUCK IS THI-“

*SMACK* (thx Y/N)

“Daddy, this is Izuru! Izuru this is my lovely mother and that’s my shitty dad that I love so dearly!”

Katsumi definitely inherited her guts from the Bakugou’s

“Nice to meet you Mr and Mrs. Bakugou!”

Ah man, here we go

Silence. Pure, awkward, scary, silence. And of course Y/N’s nervous twitching HOPING that her dear husband doesn’t murder the green haired boy. As the young couple stand infront of the doorway smiling, the older couple is staring at them, one in nervousness, and the other in shock. (I’m talking Denki going 4 million volts shocked)

“Well.....Welcome Izuru! I knew you’d be coming over soon but I didn’t expect it tonight. It’s lovely to meet you,” Y/N ever so kindly said once she let out a sigh.

Her husband almost got whiplash from how fast he turned to look at her. “Knew?!? You knew about this kid?? And didn’t bother to tell me?!??”

“Well if I told you, you woulda stopped this meeting from happening ya jerk!” Y/N visciously explained.

“YA DAMN RIGHT CUZ-“ silenced with another smack from his wife. Y/N sure learned a lot from Mitsuki. “Please come in you two, I’ll start dinner.”

As the young couple sat in the living room speaking, the older one was in the kitchen preparing food. Well one of them was, the other was too busy burning a whole into the poor boy’s body with just his eyes.

*SMACK*

“Ow.” Continues to stare

“Suki stop that, you’re gonna scare the poor boy.” Y/N said.

“GOOD. I DONT WANT SOMEONE LIKE HIM CONTAMINATING THE BAKUGOU LINE!” The blonde dramatically yelled.

“Contaminating? Love, we don’t even know if they’ve had sex. I doubt he’s “contaminating” anything any time soon.” You said with attitude.

Bakugou just stared at you know with the same look.

“Hmph!” And turned to look back at the kids.

“HEY!” Bakugou screamed.

“Heyyyyy~” Katsumi replied.

“No not “Heyyyy~,” Katsuki began and replied with a girly impersonation of his daughter as he walk towards the couple. “I mean, HEY, as in have you had sex with this kid?” He sternly asked.

“KATSUKI OH MY GOD,” Y/N screamed as she dropped something in shock.

“.......Yeah, so what?” His daughter replied.

Y/N wasn’t even mad. She already knew. She could tell. Mother’s instinct I guess.

Katsuki was fuming.

“NOPE! NO! THIS RELATIONSHIP WONT GO ON! YOU’RE TOO YOUNG TO BE HAVING SEX!” The older blonde screamed while looking at the now blushing green haired teen and his rebellious daughter. And Y/N was just giving him this...look.

‘What a fucking hypocrite’ you thought to yourself.

“How old were you when you fucked mom?”

(ITS QUIET AINT NO BACKTALK)

Pure and utter silence.

Katsuki started stepping back from the couple while facing them and nodding his head. “.....use condoms,” and walked back to his deceased wife.

As dinner is placed on the table and everyone takes their seats, Katsuki can’t help but stare at this boy. Why does he seem so familiar?

Everyone just ate and talked. Grades, school, when did y’all meet, how long has it been? The usual. But Katsuki remained silent while thinking. And then..it clicked!

Katsuki slammed his hands on the table and stood up from his seat looking at the boy across from him. “What’s your last name?!”

Izuru was nervous because he was well aware of who Katsumi’s father was and how her father’s relationship with his own father was kinda iffy.

“M-Midoriya sir.” He nervously stated.

Katsuki saw red.

“DEKU?!??????!!!!!” He screamed

“Oh come on Katsuki! Like that wasn’t obvious!” You said rolling your eyes.

“There is NO WAY IN HELL I’m gonna let the Bakugou line be contaminated with Deku’s genes! Our family line only brings in the best of the best!” Katsuki proudly and loudly stated.

“So what am I?” Y/N asked.

“The best of the best! You were and are the perfect one for me Y/N! You know this, I know this, everyone knows this. And look at what we created-“ he was interrupted by his wife.

“A mini you?”

“A MINI ME! And who wouldn’t want that?!”

“Dad.” Katsumi said.

Now that caught Katsuki off guard. For the past 16 years, Katsumi has always been a daddy’s girl. She never called him “dad,” ew. She said “Daddy,” or “Shitty dad.” As Katsuki turned to his daughter he could see the look in her eyes.

“.......you really wanna be with this kid?” He asked.

“I really do.” Katsumi said while grabbing onto Izuru’s hand.

“...Ok then. You can be with him.” Katsuki calmly said.

Katsumi excitingly got up and ran towards her dad’s seat giving him a hug.

“Thanks daddy,” she said while giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Dinner continued on as normal as it could. Katsuki was just gonna have to learn how to let go.

Later

As the married couple got ready to sleep, Katsuki was hanging outside their balcony.

“What was up with you Blasty? I haven’t seen that kinda Katsuki since UA.” You jokingly said as you went to stand beside him.

“You’re not scared?” Katsuki asked.

“Of?”

“Katsumi. She’s growing up. She has a boyfriend now. That girl is having sex! She’s not daddy’s little girl anymore.” He sadly said.

“That’s what this is about? Katsumi growing up? Suki, this was always gonna happen. She’s in her prime teenage years. She’s 16! A lots gonna start happening.” You began.

“I know that but-“

“But nothing Katsuki. You can be scared of her growing up, I am too, but we can’t be so scared that we try and stop her. You just have to know that Katsumi will always come back to us no matter how old she is. And she will always, always be a daddy’s girl. Her entire world revolves around you Katsuki, but we gotta let her go at some point. We have to let her grow. That’s how the best of the best are made after all, right? It’s what we look for in a Bakugou.” You finished.

Katsuki couldnt do anything but smile. You were right. He knew you were. And he was willing to let his little cub grow.

“......You’ve gotta stop interrupting me when I talk.” He laughed.

“And you’ve gotta stop saying the dumbest shit in the world.” You teased back.

He pulled you in for a quick peck and just held you there in his arms. He was so glad he had you to keep him grounded. You’re the best of the best after all. It only makes sense.

“Daddy?” Katsumi walked into her parents room, unnoticed.

As the two broke the hug to see their daughter, looking a little timid, Katsuki spoke.

“Katsumi, hey princess. What’s up with you.” Katsuki asked as he walked towards his daughter.

“You’re not...disappointed in me, right? You know, for who I chose to be with. I’m sorry if I chose Izuru but I-“ this time, it was Katsuki who interrupted.

“Hey hey, no of course not baby bear. I would never be disappointed in who your true feelings pulled you to. I don’t want you to apologize for anything when today I caused most of the trouble.” Katsuki said while wiping one of his daughter’s stray tears.

“You know I’m never gonna leave you guys. Right? I’m gonna grow up but I’ll always want to have a close relationship with you and mom. I love you guys, and I’m not going anywhere.” Katsumi said.

“We know Katsumi. And we love you too. And we’re far from disappointed in you. We are so proud of the young woman you’ve become today.” Y/N joined in.

Katsumi ran to her mother and gave her the tightest hug, and Katsuki couldn’t help but stare at his two girls. His world. His entire reason for living. All right there in his arms as he pulled them in for a bigger hug.

“Thanks you guys. Well, I’m gonna head to bed. I’ve got a date with Izuru tomorrow and I don’t wanna be late.” Katsumi began walking towards her parents door until Katsuki called her.

“Hey baby bear,”

“Yeah?”

“Izuru. He seems alright. He’ll be good for you.” Katsuki admitted.

“Yeah. He really is. He’s the best of the best after all. Reminds me of someone I know.” Katsumi said while leaving the room.

Yeah. Katsuki will be just fine.

A/N: Sheesh. This kinda sucked but I did this in my literature class sooo....it’s still credible work since I was writing, right? Yeah..?....No?...yeah ok. Anyways, HOPED YOU ENJOYED IT BEAR CUBS🧸💗

P.S. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT!! And I PROMISE I’ll get better and produce more work. Feel free to leave requests!

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cherryatiny · 3 years

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𝐃𝐚𝐝! 𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳: 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

𝐺𝐼𝐹𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑠

⩥ 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

Letting out a cry of pain from the weird feeling, you woke up from your sleep, sitting up heavily breathing, you clutched your arms around your pregnancy belly softly not to hurt the baby. Hugging it and cooling down your breathing, trying to comprehend what has just happened.

Many paranoic thoughts filling your mind. Is something wrong? Did something happen to the baby? Thinking about the worst scenarios, another one of those weird tumbling motions occurred in your swollen belly. Bending down to place your ear on the top of your belly of 5 months, you caressed it, trying to feel the twitches again.

Looking to the side, you placed your hands on your sleeping husband Hongjoong, gently shaking him to wake him up.

His sleepy eyes slowly opening, trying to get used to the darkness in the room. „Mhm, what is it, baby? Did something happen? Why did you wake me up for?“ hardly understandable mumbles left his mouth as he laid in his place, not moving a bit, still not woken up.

„Joongie, I think that... the baby just kicked.“ swiftly sitting up after those words came out of your mouth, his widened eyes in shock. „Really? Did the baby kick? Oh my-“

Hongjoong did the same thing as you did, laying his head on your belly, his hands wrapping around your bottom, trying to feel anything. And as the baby kicked again, your belly moving softly under his head.

Hongjoong almost jumped out of his place in amazement as he felt that. „Oh my Y/N, that was-your belly just moved, I felt it. Oh my God your baby just moved.“

Tugging up your top to expose your baby bump, he planted kisses on it, still astonished from the new feeling of a baby moving inside your body. „My baby? It's your baby too, it's our baby and it moved, Joongie.“

You both giggled cutely at the new feeling, it all felt so real, now that you could really feel your baby. „Come on, let's get back to sleep, you have to rest.“

Going back to sleep, he spooned you from behind, his arm embracing you close to him, caressing your baby bump until you fell asleep again.

⩥ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

„Y/N do you know where is the bottle with caraway seeds?“ Seonghwa shouted for you to hear, rummaging all over the kitchen, trying to find the seasoning he was looking for.

You were laying on the couch, resting with a book in your hands, since any excessive movement made your pregnant body tired. One eye on the flavescent pages of the book, the second one looking out for your husband Seonghwa who was cooking you two a meal, making sure he didn't hurt himself or mess something up.

Even though Seonghwa was a great cook, he was a bit clumsy so occasional cuts on his fingers weren't that occasional. Suddenly a dull pain hit your belly, causing you to cry in pain, wrapping your arms around your swollen belly.

As Seonghwa heard your painful whimpers, he dropped the knife he was holding, cutting his finger, but that wasn't what he cared for, immediately running over to you.

„Ah fuck it- Princess! Are you okay? What's happening? Is there something wrong?“ kneeling in front of you, letting his hands fall onto your knees. Your head lowered down, trying to overcome the pain that hit your ribs and abdomen.

„Ah, I don't- don't know, it just suddenly started to hurt so much. As if you hit my ribs with a bat.“ his worried expression turned into a soft one in a blink of an eye. „Isn't it... our baby kicking?“

Getting the pieces of information that flowed through your brain together, you realised that Seonghwa might have a point.

„Aww Y/N, I'm so sorry for what our baby is putting through, come on lay down, I'm gonna bandage my finger, and I'll give you a massage, maybe it'll relieve stress, what do you think?“ nodding you laid down, still not over the pain your baby just gave you.

Seonghwa ran back to the kitchen for a second, rummaging over the boxes of medicaments and this type of stuff, trying to find a plaster to wrap his finger in before going back to you and sitting on the couch. He laid your head on his lap, his hands massaging your stiff shoulders in circular motions while singing to you, trying to help you relax.

⩥ 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐧��𝐨

The weekend always meant Yunho's well-deserved rest. Usually, the two of you spent a weekend together in bed, lazily cuddling and watching series you abandoned throughout the week. Today was not any different.

Laying in the bed under piles of comforter, you nuzzled your back into Yunho's chest, letting out small mewls at how comfortable his presence was. Ever since you got pregnant, Yunho treated you like the most fragile crystal vase in this world.

His arm wrapped around your baby bump protectively, the other arm laid under your head. Watching the characters move on the screen of your notebook, your attention fully captivated.

You were on the edge, almost not breathing from the unexpected plot twist, when your swollen belly twitched lightly. Frowning your eyebrows at the weird feeling, it was as if butterflies were flying in your stomach.

But the nervous twitches did not stop, yet, they only intensified. You remembered an article you read a month ago, about how to distinguish when a baby kicks or moves. Concentrating more on the feeling, it was the same as described in the article.

Turning around to look at Yunho, his eyes closed as he was probably napping. Shaking his shoulders to wake him up, he opened his sleepy eyes. „Yunho...“ humming tiredly, he tried hard not to knock out, but listen to what you had to say.

„Remember the article? I think our baby moved...“ His no longer sleepy eyes opened widely, looking at you with excitement. „Really? How does it feel? Oh I can't even imagine it, let me touch.“

His loosened grip around your belly now tightened, his hand roaming all over your belly, trying to feel anything. „But I don't feel anything Y/N.“ pouting at you sadly, from not being able to feel his child kick.

„It's because the baby stopped moving, Yuyu. I'll tell you the next time it moves.“ He nodded dejectedly and laid back down, holding you close to him as you two resumed the series while waiting patiently for your baby to move again.

⩥ 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

„That's him, that's the guy. The guy with the black hat is the killer!“ shouted Wooyoung as the aforementioned character of the movie you were watching appeared on the screen.

„Oh my fucking god Wooyoung, I swear I'm gonna sew your mouth one day, try to do this once again and you'll be the one left out when we have the next movie night.“

The boys started scolding Wooyoung as he once again spoiled the movie you were watching, some of them throwing pillows at him.

Switching between the channels you turned the TV off and decided to rather talk together since nothing watchable was on. You listened to the eight men that were discussing their next week's schedule.

Laughing at some of the sarcastic remarks your husband Yeosang made, you comfortably positioned yourself on Yeosang's laps, his strong arms keeping you close and wrapping around your baby bump protectively.

It was as if your baby reacted to the feeling of his dad's hands when you felt some weird twitches and tumbles. Shrugging your eyebrows at the weird feelings you supposed was the baby kicking, you lightly bent forward, your fingers circling over your bump, occasionally poking it to get another reaction from the baby.

„Is something wrong, Y/N?“ queried your husband Yeosang, catching the attention of the others, who stopped in their convo, instead diverting their attention to you.

„I-I think our baby moved...“ as soon as the words left your mouth, all of the boys jumped out from their seat, coming over to you and immediately placing their hands on your belly out of curiosity, leaving you and Yeosang speechless as the 7 men tried to feel your baby moving.

„Oh my god, guys I feel it kicking.“ San immediately scoffed at his words, responding sassily. „Shut up Wooyoung, you don't feel anything, you made that up because you just want to be the first one to feel our little niece move.“

„Get your hands off my wife's bump, you're irrelevant right now. Her dad should be the first one to feel her kick, her uncles are further in the line. Make your own child.“

⩥ 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐧

Having to deal with pregnancy was hard, but having to deal with pregnancy when your partner couldn't be present all the time, was even harder. Many would've thought that having an idol husband must be a dream come true - a life out of fanfiction.

But at the same time, you have to deal with an exhausted man who has a packed schedule and hardly any free time. After the two of you got married, San and his group adjusted their schedule to have more time, after all, all the members weren't that young anymore and they also had their own lives.

When you got pregnant San made sure to be there for you as much as he could, it wasn't a comeback season so it was possible. However he was shooting for a drama he was supposed to play a lead role in, so he left for a 'job trip' for two weeks since they were shooting in Jeju Island.

Coming out of your shared bedroom, you yawned, still not completely woken up from your night sleep. Picking some milk out of the fridge to cook oats in, you made yourself oatmeal with fruit and a cup of coffee to eat for breakfast.

Digging your spoon into the bowl, you couldn't get yourself to have a bite. Your stomach feeling somehow heavy. It wasn't like the morning nausea you had in the first trimester, it was just a bad feeling as if someone was squeezing your stomach.

You at least drank the coffee as you sat down on the couch in your living room, turning the TV on to listen to watch some news. You caressed your baby bump out of a habit, it was almost like a routine, every morning when you and San watched the news, he'd always caress your belly.

Sipping on your coffee, you felt a sharp kick to your ribs and stomach, spilling the coffee all over your clothes. You shrugged your eyebrows, mouth wide opened as you tried to hold back your tears from the sharp and tingling pain.

„Ah, I've been carrying you for over 5 months and this is how you repay me with your first kick?“ Saying playfully to your baby even though you knew it can't hear you, you couldn't help but smile at the precious feeling of your baby kicking even though it was painful.

'I should probably say this to San, he'd be happy to know that our baby kicks' you said to yourself as you picked your phone and dialled his phone number, hoping that you won't interrupt anything and he'd be able to pick up.

„Good morning princess.“ you subconsciously smiled at his sweet voice as he called you the pet name he often used.

„Sannie, our prince kicked me. It hurts like hell, he's a strong boy, he must be taking after his daddy.“ you could feel the regret in his voice at not being able to be there when your baby kicked for the first time.

„Waah really? Ah I'm so sorry that I couldn't be there when he kicked for the first time, wait for me I'm home in 3 days.“

⩥ 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

Chopping some pepper bells, onions and tomatoes, you put the aforementioned vegetables into a pot, pouring a bit of oil and letting it roast on a low heat as you poured some vegetable broth onto it afterwards.

Looking up to see your partner Mingi enter the kitchen with no t-shirt, his sweatpants long hanging as he rubbed his sleepy eyes, from having to wake up after coming home late after his practice.

„Good morning sleepyhead.“ He smiled at you beamingly, brushing his hair with his fingers and pouring himself a glass of water. „Good morning, babe. Woah, I'm so tired, my muscles stiffened as I slept, I must be getting old.“

Laughing playfully at his remark you resumed your previous activity of cooking, pouring some seasoning into the pot.

The sleepy figure of your partner Mingi, disappeared from your sight as he got behind you, his long limbs wrapping around your waist as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, whining out of the comfort.

„Mingi we can cuddle later, I have to finish cooking, okay?“ He groaned in disagreement not moving a bit as his grip tightened around your '4-month old' baby bump, running his fingers over the material of your tank-top.

You were so engaged in cutting tofu, that you didn't pay any attention to the feelings in your lower belly. Sensing some tingling, you brushed it off, thinking it was only Mingi's fingertips trying to tingle you to make you stop doing your actions.

„What was it?“ Letting out a quiet 'what do you mean' you continued not taking your eyes off the cutting board. „Your belly moved.“ Turning over to look at him, you raised your eyebrows, not getting any of his words. „It didn't move.“

„It did Y/N, I felt it.“ Letting out a small chuckle you turned back. „Mingi, I'm not going to stop and cuddle you, this attempt to make me stop is hopeless.“ as you cut the food, you suddenly felt a movement in your lower stomach.

„Wait, oh my, it really moved. Woah, it must be our little princess.“ tears fell down your cheeks at the new feeling, happiness overflowing your veins. „See? I wasn't lying!“

⩥ 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

Standing in backstage, you watched from behind as your husband Wooyoung performed their newest comeback's title song on the music show stage.

Swaying his hips and letting out soft angelic sounds off his mouth. Finishing it off as an ending fairy with his serious but hot pose. Bowing respectfully to the cameramen and staff, sweaty figures of the members left the stage as they returned to the backstage, breathing heavily from the dynamic choreography.

„You were amazing guys, as always.“ You exclaimed as they neared you, grateful smiles on their faces. Wooyoung took your hand on his way and you followed him to their changing room.

„Uhm, I'll wait for you outside while you change.“ you stated as you sat on the metal bench that was in front of the changing room. Running your hand up and down your visible baby bump, you closed your eyes, just trying to think peacefully about anything that came up to your mind.

A gentle thud in your womb breaking you out of your concentrated state. You focused on your swollen belly, thoughts running all over your mind. Could it be your son? Not paying attention to the sound of the door opening you still thought about the uncanny feeling.

Since it was your first pregnancy, how were you supposed to distinguish between those feelings?

„Y/N, I'm done, let's go, Yunho is paying for dinner.“ Looking up at his smiling you focused on his deep hazel eyes with little sparkles in them. „Youngie, I think our baby kicked...“

A really loud 'woah' left his mouth along with some cheerful squeals, alerting all the people in the hallways.

„Really? Did our son really kick? Don't play your jokes on me. We'll have to celebrate then, come on, give me your backpack and I'll treat you the best meal of your life.“

„You? Didn't you say Yunho is the one who's paying?“ you remarked playfully in the mood to tease him for every detail he says. „That's just a bare detail, come one honey.“

⩥ 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨

„What can I get for you?“ asked the young waiter dressed in a uniform with the logo of the café you were in.

„She's pregnant and she shouldn't drink much caffeine, so one strawberry and one watermelon lemonade.“ ordered your husband Jongho, before you could even open your mouth to say something.

Turning to face his caring and lovely smile, you pouted at him, for not giving you a chance to order something yourself.

„You know I can order for myself? And I didn't have any caffeine in a week, so I could at least have an iced latte.“ He shrugged his shoulders, as he gazed around the café.

„It's not about the caffeine right now. Do you remember? We had our first date here and drank the same thing, I just wanted to recall the memories.“ You smiled as you replayed those reminiscences in your mind.

„Who would've thought that a bundle of joy will come out of the single date, I can't express how happy I am. I still remember that day, I was so nervous and embarrassed myself so many times that I thought you would've never wanted to go out with me again, yet you did.“ you smiled at his remarks, thinking about how he almost tripped on his own foot from how nervous he was.

„I did. And there wasn't a time when I regretted, going out with you was the best choice of my life.“

As the waiter was approaching you with the lemonades, you felt fluttering movements occur in your lower abdomen. Jongho noticed the grimace on your face as you lightly hugged yourself, but waited until the waiter left.

„Is something wrong Y/N?“ You looked up to meet his worried face. „I- I don't know, there is a weird fluttering feeling in my stomach and it's just... weird.“ You answered as you took a sip of your tasty lemonade, his gaze softening.

„Y/N, it must be our baby, he started kicking, don't you think?“

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sohin-ace · 3 years

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Bucciarati - My little Seastar

Sister reader. Enjoy~

"Hey, Bucciarati! Can you help me for a sec?"

You turned towards the direction of the voice calling you and stopped in your tracks on the wooden docks.

"What do you want, Valentino?" You spat, a bit more harshly than intended.

The smug boy who was crouched on his zodiac chuckled at you. "Aw, come on, Bucciarati! Don't be like that. I just need some help to tie the rope. Your dad is a fisherman, right? You should know knots like no one else!"

Even though he had said this as a way to woo you and flatter you somehow, you couldn't help but hear it as a condescending remark. You crossed your arms over your chest and he pouted at the glare you sent him.

"Pretty please~? No funny business, I swear! Look, the guys aren't even here, I'm all alone. You can trust me!"

That's right. Valentino and his little gang took great pleasure in teasing you and bothering you at every corner and it pissed you off. No matter how much you insulted them, ignored them or avoided them, they never seemed to stop their stupid and useless bullying.

But sadly, oh so sadly, the Bucciarati that you were was kind. Too kind. You despised that you were so gentle-hearted, but in the end, this is how your father and brother had raised you.

You huffed and slumped your arms loose along your body, defeated. "Fine!" You dragged your sandals over the dock and approached him. "It better be quick."

The boy beamed as you embarked on the zodiac next to him, "Sure thing! Thanks a lot, girl. I'll make it up to you!"

He gave you the ropes as you crouched down at his place and got to work. But without you noticing, the boy had swiftly slid his leg over the vehicle and easily jumped back into the dock, leaving you behind.

Before you could even turn around and ask where he was going, the brat, now accompanied by all three of his little buddies that appeared out of their hiding spot, all kicked the zodiac off of the dock before you could even tie it.

"Waah-!"

You lost balance at the violent jerk of the boat and yelped, letting go of the ropes that could have saved you from your demise.

You couldn't even get back to your knees and try desperately to grab onto the dock's wooden planks. You heard the boys snickering and laughing at you as you drifted farther and farther away from the land into the water.

"I fucking knew it you disgusting piece of TRASH!" You yelled at them, angry with them obviously, but also angry with yourself for granting that bastard the benefit of the doubt. "You know damn well I can't swim!"

They all seemed to laugh even louder, obnoxiously. "Too bad for you Bucciarati! Maybe you shouldn't be so stupid next time! BWAHAHAHA!"

"YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE VALENTINO! SCREW YOU!"

Your curses and wails seem to fall into deaf ears as you drifted even farther away from the coast, with no way of even paddling back.

Looking around towards the much bigger boats parked along the docks, you could only hope 'he' would hear you.

"PAPA!! PAPAAA!!!" You called desperately. Surely he would hear you, he wasn't far after all, you did come all the way here to bring him his lunch. He must still be somewhere around the fishing boats.

After a few more vain attempts to call for your father, you settled to accept that he wouldn't hear you, nor would the other fishermen that were already far gone from their boats to bring their catches to land.

You sat on the damp zodiac and brought your knees to your chest, not even caring if your sundress slid down your thighs indecently and got stained by the salty water. Stupid Valentino couldn't even keep his tiny boat clean.

"Stupid, stupid..." Your voice cracked, threatening to break into a sob. "If he was a sailor he'd be dead before even sailing. That's how stupid this stupid boy is. Stupid."

With only your expletives to reassure you in your demise, you buried half of your face in your arms now craddling your cold knees.

Everything was so silent, the sea did a great job at muting every sound around the coast and you felt the loneliest and most scared you had ever been since you were a child.

You thought nobody would find you, and you'd be dead drowning because you could never learn to swim and since nobody even noticed your absence in minutes that felt like hours, nobody would cry for you if you died here either.

And so the stinging tears prickled at your eyes.

"Y/N?" You heard a familiar voice calling your name, but brushed it off as the wind. "Y/N is that you?"

You looked up towards the insistant voice in a sliver of hope and, like an angel fallen from heaven, you were met with the caring blue gaze of your big brother from the railings of one of the high boats right next to where you had drifted to.

"Bruno!" You gasped and got up immediately, almost falling over from the sudden sway of the boat under your weight. "A-ah! Bruno help me, I'm stuck!"

"Hold on!" The worried face of the male hesitated to leave you for even a split second. "I'm coming down. Don't move."

You nodded at his strict tone and waited for him as he disapeared. Your breath caught in your throat with stress, even though you were reassured to finally have a savior. And what a savior it was, your one and only big brother.

Barely a minute passed before you saw him come back and unravel an emergency ladder down to you. He made sure the ladder was all tight and secure and almost immediately after, Bruno jumped over the railing, to your grand fright, and started climbing down, your heart pounding with worry for him.

He finally arrived down and stepped into the zodiac, joining you, like a glorious hero, saving the day. You barely let him any time to react as you threw yourself into his chest and gripped viciously at the back of his shirt, scrunching it without care, scared to be alone at sea again.

Bruno wanted to scold you and yell at you for recklessly playing around all alone in the docks and ending yourself in such a dire situation. But when he felt you trembling and squeezing him like your life depended on it, which ironically it did, the elder couldn't help but sigh and wrap his long arms around your shoulders, a gesture of comfort.

"... What happened to you?"

"It's-" You choked a sob and Bruno tutted and shushed you softly, patting your head to calm you down, just like your mother used to do when you were a child.

"Shhh, it's okay bambina, I'm here now."

He felt you relax and you sniffled a few times before mumbling into his shirt. "It's Valentino! He tricked me! I hate him! He's such a coglione!"

"Hey! Language." He scolded and pinched your arm, earning a little 'ow' from you, "What would dad think if he heard you say such words? Bite your tongue, young lady."

"S-sorry..." You croaked a little ashamed of your outburst and lifted your head up at your brother. "They always do this to me... Valentino and the others... Why...? They know I can't swim and they throw me into the water all the time..."

Bruno let go of you to cup your face and wipe your tears off. He did not let it show to you but he was infuriated. There was only so much patience an Italian man could have when his family was being targeted. Especially his little sister and the only lasting woman of his life.

"Shh, stop crying now, mia stellina marina. I'll deal with them later, okay? Let's get you home for now."

"They'll see." You sniffled as your breath steadied, calmed by Bruno's soft tone, "When I'll marry a big, tall, goth policeman, he'll beat them up for me and then, they won't act so cocky anymore."

He huffed with amusement at your words before he let you go and laid a gentle hand on your back to usher you towards the ladder. Bruno, still with a bit of confusion, mumbled to himself without you hearing it.

"... Why goth, though?"

Only now had you noticed the zodiac had stopped drifting since Bruno found you, held onto the much bigger boat by a phantom blue and white arm and a golden zipper that you'd recognize from a mile away.

"Can we... Can we let the zodiac in here?" You asked hesitantly towards your brother who paid no mind to it.

"Who cares? It's not ours."

With thoughts of Valentino's expensive motorboat getting lost in the sea, you slowly took ahold of the ladder's ropes and started climbing, Bruno keeping it steady for you until he was sure you embarked in safely.

He then joined you up and lent you a spare jacket that he thankfully thought of taking with him in the morning, covering you from the cold of your drenched dress against the littoral wind.

"Thank you Bruno..." You softly uttered and hugged his warm jacket closer around you, "I always cause you trouble..."

"Nonsense, piccolina. I could never live knowing my sister is crying, cold and afraid somewhere." He squeezed your shoulder against him as you approached the stall your father and his colleagues were filling with freshly caught fishes. "I'll make sure you're the one that never gets troubled again..."

Fortunately for you, the day ended much more peacefully than it had started and your father was happy and relieved to find you safe and uninjured. He had specifically instructed Bruno to not get involved or make a scene, but of course, his son was a stubborn mediterranean who could not let anything just slide.

It was not the first, not the second, nor even the third time this boy, 'Valentino' and his friends, had taken offense towards you.

So, Bruno would make sure the zodiac Valentino had worked oh-so-hard to afford, part-timing as a waiter, cleaning after people's messes, scrubing disgusting shit-stained lavatories and cutting his hands off of plastic and metal scraps scattered along the beaches for a few cents per day, got thoroughly anihilated to pieces.

"NOOOO!!!! MY ZODIAC !!!! MY 50 000€ BAAABYYYYYY!!! WHYYYYY???!!"

The very next day, as you walked along the docks to bring some fishing materials to your brother, you heard the painful wails of a very familiar boy kneeling down and crying on the woodplanks, his screams echoing against the shore.

"SHUT UP BRAT! You'll think about your money after you pay for the fines I'm about to give you. You think you can get away with polluting the water with your gross ass wreckage?" A tall and burly policeman wearing purple lipstick growled at the kneeling boy, no signs of mercy in his baritone voice. "You'll have a reason to cry when you pay for the oil you spilled in here. You're lucky I'm not throwing your ass in jail right now."

"Officer please-" Valentino pleaded miserably, but the policeman did not hold back on pushing all fives of the different citations he had owned by having pieces of his zodiac scattered all around the precious ressourceful ocean.

"You have two weeks to pay up and clean all that shit." The officer fixed his shades over his nose before turning around to leave. "And expect to receive a salty lawsuit soon. Fucking whiny bitchbaby..."

The policeman left with a determined and impatient step as you witnessed the entire scene with wide eyes, not noticing your brother approaching.

"Oh no... That's horrible..." You gasped with sympathy and worry, "I hope the fishes and corals won't get impacted by the oil spill..."

"Oh don't worry," Bruno chuckled, taking the heavy loads off your hands, "I made sure to zip that out of the water."

You blinked, confused.

"...What?"

"What...?"

That fic was inspired by the very first scene of H2O, I love that show so much, and I can't wait to post my mermaid fics in store!

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raineydays411 · 3 years

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Oh what am I supposed to do without you?

The reunion

Loki x daughter reader

Masterlist

Y/n POV

In an other room, Frigga was helping you with the gowns and your hair.

“Oh this color is lovely on you” she said, fixing the skirt of the gown.

It was a beautiful dress, light pink and flowy. It was a long sleeve and off the shoulder, the sleeves wide and as flowy as the dress. The bodice was covered in blush covered flowers. It went down to your feet where it dragged lightly on the floor. Your feet covered by beautiful golden sandals. Your hair was put in an updo, gold hair accessories intertwined.

You felt like a princess.

You turned to Frigga, “ I can’t thank you enough for how kind you’ve been to me.”

She stays quiet for a moment, a small smile on her face. “ my dear, you may not know it, but you are practically family.”

You look at her with a bewildered expression. She continues on

“ you know, in that gown, you look almost identical to your mother.”

You freeze, looking up at her, “ You..you knew my mother?”

“ Oh yes,” she smiles as memories cross her mind, “ very well, in fact, I remember helping your mother with this exact dress the day she arrived here as well.”

“You mean...this dress was hers?”

“Mmhmm, it fits you perfectly too. It was meant for you.”

You smile, tears welling in your eyes as you turn to the mirror. You could imagine your mother in the exact spot, fretting over her hair or the many layers on this dress.

“ I...I think I’ve learned more about my mother now than I ever had in my life.” You mutter, looking down and playing with a loos thread on your sleeve.

“Well, did you know that your mother loved to read?” Frigga says, “ any chance she got, she had her nose in a book. There were times Lo-“ she stops herself.

You look towards her, waiting for her to continue her story. She shakes her head and sighs.

“There were many times we had to go find her and drag her to the dining halls to eat because she was hiding somewhere reading.”

You laugh, relating to the story.

“ I can’t tell you how many times Tony had to come get me cause I almost skipped dinner by reading.”

“Tony?” She asks, unfamiliar with the name

“Oh! He’s like.. kinda like my dad/ uncle. He and the avengers raised me”

“ Ah I see.” Frigga says, her tone sad. Then a knock on the door cut through the conversation. It opened to reveal Thor, he was fidgeting with a book so he wasn’t looking up when he walked in the room.

“ I apologize for interrupting Moonlight, but I have a gift for you and I think you would like...” He trails off as he looks up at you. His heart clenches as he realizes what you’re wearing.

“ Thor, it’s improper for a man to barge into a young ladies room.” Frigga scolds from her place beside you.

“ My apologies...Y/n, you look..you look beautiful” he smiles sadly, thoughts of his best friend flooding his brain.

He, like his mother and almost everyone else that knew her, pushed those memories deep down. They had to, or else they would have never moved on. But..she was a big part of their lives. Loki never realized how much his family cared for his wife. It’s the original reason why Thor couldn’t bear getting rid of you completely. He couldn’t, not when you were the last piece of his best friend. So he took you somewhere he could see you. See you grow, live. Did it hurt him when he realized you were an exact carbon copy of your mother? Yes, but standing here, seeing you in her clothes, smiling and happy made it all worth it.

“ Hey Uncle Thor, look! I look like a princess!” You shout, twirling around the room with a large smile on your face.

Frigga and Thor share a look. He then realized that his mother felt the exact same way he did. Only, she didn’t get to see you grow up. Abd her only grandchild, has no idea who she truly is.

“ Oh dear princess moonlight!” Thor says dramatically, “ Pls except the gifts I bear to you!” He reveals the book and a beautiful necklace.

“ Thor...where did you get that book?” Frigga says lowly, recognizing the journal and who it belonged to.

“ Ahh, I may have borrowed it from my brother..” he say nervously

“ Thor!”

“ Mother he will not notice, besides where did you get that dress from?” He shot back a playful smile on his face. Frigga just says and rolls her eyes.

“ Hey..this journal belonged to..” you start to say the name.

“Yes!” Thor said quickly cutting you off, “ it did belong to your mother. When...when she found out she was pregnant with you, she decided that she would write as much about her life as she could...in case..”

“ in case she didn’t make it.” Frigga finished, looking down briefly.

You took the book in your hands, tracing the carvings on the cover. “ So...she’s...”

Thor looks up, realizing he never did make it clear on whether your parents were alive or not.

“ Yes..your mother passed” he said, “ I am truly sorry I never told you y/n..I just..” he sighs “ I was being selfish.. I didn’t want to relive that moment.”

You stay quiet. You don’t know what to think. Deep down you had the feeling that she wasn’t alive, from the little bits that Thor told you, she wasn’t the kind of person that gave away her children. But hearing it be confirmed, it hurt. Knowing your uncle was keeping it and many other things a secret hurt as well, but you understood. You saw the pain in his eyes as he told you stories of your mother and the pain now. You wonder...

“I understand why you didn’t tell me, don’t worry about it” you say, flashing a smile at him, the squeezing Frigga's hand. “ Are we going to eat? Cause I’m starving!”

Frigga laughs,” Supper will be served in an hour, I trust you can hold out till then?”

“ Yes ma'am! Do you mind if I explore the grounds then? I think my curiosity is getting the best of me”

That’s when Frigga realized that you may look like your mother and sometimes it’s terrifying how similar you act, but you were your own person. Your mother...she was never the adventurous woman. She read about them, but never felt the urge to go out and explore. You, you seem curious about the world around you.

“ Of course! But I beg of you, please don’t get your gown dirty.”

“ cross my heart” you say with a smile.

“Y/n” Thor says with a warning tone, “ I know how you are when you get bored at Tony's galas.”

“Uncle Thor, I promise! Besides, this dress is wayy too nice to mess up”

He looks you in the eye for a bit then smiles, “well alright then, go on”

You smile, then grab a shoulder bag that was laying around the room and put the book inside and your phone (that surprisingly still worked). Then you skipped out the room, an adventurous look in your eyes.

Frigga sighed, “ Thor... why did you bring her here?

“She has powers. Ice powers.”

Frigga's eyes widened, “ What do you mean?”

“On her birthday, she wasn’t feeling well, she was cold all day. And when she was put under stress, she turned a light blue and shot snow out of her hands.”

Silence takes over the room.

“We must take her to see Odin”

“I know.”

“We have to tell her who her parents are.”

This time Thor sighs. “I know.”

“Do you think that will be the only power she’ll possess?”

“Who can tell, we don’t know much about her mothers side of the family. But she was powerful, even if she didn’t show it. And Loki...”

Another silence filled the room.

“ Do you think she might run into Loki?”

“No, I told him royalty was coming to visit, there’s no way he’d leave his room.”

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Loki POV

Loki left his room.

He felt as if something was off. There was a presence in the palace that he hasn’t felt in...years.

He decides to go find his mother, she would most likely know what’s going on. Plus, he hasn’t seen her since the morning.

So, even though every part of his being does not want to encounter the visiting royalty Thor spoke of, he left the room.

As he walked through the hallways, he noticed the atmosphere felt...happy. The servants were bustling and smiling, something that was rare now. As he passed by, they stopped chattering and stared at him. Which was slightly unusual, but he brushed it off at first. It was when he heard the name “y/n” whispered a little too loudly.

He turned to glare at the woman who dared to utter the name when a body bumped into him.

“Sorry mister!” then in a flurry of brown, pink, and gold the person was gone.

Loki was frozen on the spot. He could’ve sworn that...

“No” He thought, “ Its impossible”

Then he shook his head and kept walking, determined to find his mother. But as he walked, he couldn’t help but feel as if he didn’t know something everyone else knew.

He finally found his mother and Thor, in a guest room of all places.

“Mother.” Loki said, “I have been looking for you everywhere.”

“No way he’d leave his room Thor?” She muttered to Thor as he paled.

“Loki! It’s wonderful to see you out. What was it that you needed?” She said with a smile.

“Is it me, or are the servants acting strange?” He asks, “ I heard them talking about..”

Thor holds his breath, even though he knows what his brother is about to say.

“About Y/n”

Frigga sighs, looking at her sons,” Thor, you have to tell him.”

“Mother..” “Tell me what?”

“He has a right to know.”

“Of course he does, I just worry about-”

“It’s better to do it now than when she’s in the room, or have him figure it out on his own”

“What are you two talking about?”

Thor looks over to Loki and sighs.

“Brother, perhaps you should sit down.”

Loki, not understanding what going on was about to argue, but then he saw the look on his mothers face. so he sat on the bed.

That’s when he noticed the a bag on the floor.

It was a beige bag that had footsteps all over it and the words “Marauders map” on it.

“That is a Midgardian bag.” Loki states, “ Harry something, is it not?”

Thor freezes looking at the bag you had left on the floor

“Yes...That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Well, go on.”

“Loki...Brother...remember that night sixteen years ago-”

“I do not want to talk about it, I have told you this time and time again!” Loki shouts as he stands up from the bed, starting to walk to the door.

“Damnit Loki! Sit down and listen to me!” Thor shouts, surprising both Frigga and Loki. “I am tired of lying to her because you were too cowardly to raise her on your own! You will listen to me now.”

Loki squints at his brother, "What are you talking about?”

“Your daughter Loki. Y/n.”

“Thor..”

“NO, for sixteen years, she has been raised by me and the Avengers. And now she has shown that she has powers. Ice powers to be more specific.”

Loki’s eyes widen at the information. He knew that it was Thor who ultimately got rid of the girl. But that's all he knew, all he cared to know. Now he’s finding out that Thor and his...band of Midgardian friends have been raising her. On top of that, she seems to have inherited his Jotunheim blood.

“Why are you telling me this...” Thor stays silent.

“Thor.” Loki says, “Who’s bag is that?”

“Loki...” Thor says softly, “ I think you know who it belongs to.”

“She’s here?” Loki asks emotions not showing.

“Yes, but Loki she has no idea who you are.”

“Good. I want nothing to do with that...that--”

“Careful how you speak of her brother. Remember, I am the one who raised her.”

“Then I am certain she has no redeeming qualities.” Loki deadpans.

“You do not know anything about her” Thor argues back, “ If I had it my way, you would.t have known she was here until she was gone.”

“Well, I am glad we can agree on something.”

“You-”

“That’s enough. Both of you.” Frigga finally says, silencing the men.” Now Loki, I have kept quiet about the decisions you made and continue to make. But enough is enough. That child has had to grow up without knowing her parents and heritage. I for one, intend for her to learn it, with or without you.” She sighs looking at her son.

“You have suffered a terrible loss, not only your wife, but the chance to have raised that beautiful child.” And with that, Frigga left the room.

There was a beat of silence, then Loki spoke

“So, she was with you then?”

“Yes.” Thor said simply, “ She doesn’t know about you or her mother...well she doesn’t know anything about you.”

“So you told her about-”

“Bits and pieces. It is kind of hard to explain that her father sent her away because her mother died giving birth to her.”

“She should know. Know how she killed her--”

“She did no such thing. Loki she was an infant.”

“It doesn't matter, my wife is gone because of her.”

That’s when Thor exploded.

“YOUR WIFE KNEW SHE WAS GOING TO DIE.”

“wha..what are you talking about?”

“She knew brother. She didn’t tell you but she knew.”

“I don’t understand, why would she..”

“Because, she loved that child. She loved Y/n”

Loki tears up at the thought. The whole time, the whole pregnancy, she knew. She knew she was going to leave him. That he would mourn her. But she carried on anyway. That's why she wrote in that damn book all the time.

***Flash back****

“My love, why, pray tell are you writing in that book again?”

A smile forms on her face, "Because darling, I want our child to know how much it is loved by their mother. How anxiously I await their arrival.”

Loki smiles, not understanding his wifes antics, “Well in that case, make it known how much they are loved by their father.”

***

Loki stands and walks out of the room.

“Where are you going?” Thor shouts at his brothers back.

“I need to be alone. Don’t worry, the child will not be harmed.”

And with that, Loki disappeared.

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Y/ns POV

During your exploration of the castle, you ran into some of the staff. After many apologies, you managed to introduce yourself. But it seems that the particular woman you ran into knew who you were. It was weird but added to your theory.

She directed you to the garden, saying that it was the largest in all of Asgard, so of course you had to check it out.

So there you were. You were surprised to find that it was actually pretty large. You walked around, taking in the scenery and all the plants that didn’t exist on earth. You took pictures for Tony and Bucky, they’re probably worried sick.

After a while, you got bored and decided to find a place to sit, you wanted to read that journal Thor gave you. So you found a quiet spot, it was tucked away behind some trees but it was perfect. A small gazebo, covered in wilting flowers. It was old, chipped paint came off when you put your hand on it. It creaked when you sat down on the wooden bench.

That's when you noticed it. The letter L and another that was too faded to tell. You shrugged it off, digging in the bag for the journal, your headphones and the pastry you stole from the kitchens earlier. You settled in, playing some music and started reading. You got two pages in when your favorite song came on. Unable to resist, you started singing along.

Getting lost in the music, you didn’t notice that the flowers started to perk up. The color started to come back and they blossomed. The gazebo itself looked as if it was freshly painted.

Like magic.

Your singing caught the attention of another who came to the garden to be alone.

“What are you doing here?”

You jump, ice shooting out of your hands

The person dodged it, but looked at you in surprise.

“Y/n” They whispered. That’s when you recognized him.

“Oh hey, I bumped into you earlier huh?”

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General POV

Loki was speechless. At first when he heard the singing, he thought someone was trespassing. Everyone knew they weren’t supposed to go anywhere near the gazebo. That was her favorite spot.

So, he marched over, about to yell at the figure that dared to be in the space he and his beloved used to enjoy. That's when you turned around.

He thought he was seeing a ghost at first. That he had died and his beloved was waiting for him. But then he realized that this person shot ice out of their hand. And that’s when it hit him.

“y/n’

“Oh hey, i bumped into you earlier huh?”

Loki stayed quiet, still looking over your features. Realizing that the baby he sent away was now a teenager and had no idea who he was.he didn’t know what to say to you. How to explain that even though he could have raised you, he decided to selfishly sent you way. That the very sight of you had enraged him so much that he couldn’t bear to look in your eyes.

Emotions flooded his body as he looked at you. Remebering how excited he was to be a father. To raise a child with his true love.How he felt the night she died, before she could even hold you in her arms.

Then he spoke, “You..you look so much like your mother...”

Then he broke down, crying as you ran to his side, wondering who this man was, and how he knew your mother.

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