#didnt think anything was worth it anymore and decided I didn’t want to do it anymore

[booklin]

Bidders x Preg! Fem! reader

Fandom: KBTBB

Rating: E-10

Genre: Fluff

Tws: Pregnancy

Notes: If I throw this in as a scene in one of my books and you happen to notice.. NO YOU DIDNT

Baby Files

You and the bidders had been dating for quite a while, things had gone smoothly. Sure, there were ups and downs but that’s with any relationship. All and all, things were calm. Except… they weren’t. Not anymore. Despite how much you shamed yourself, you couldn’t stop eating sweets. You had to have a sweet with every meal. Considering you rarely ate sweets, always self conscious about gaining weight, everyone was taken aback. In fact, their looks were causing so much paranoia you stopped eating anywhere near them. Only eating sweets in your room now, they didn’t fail to notice your other new habits, such as sleeping and becoming stressed over everything. Lately, your work ethic has been terrible, constantly falling asleep. Even your boss couldn’t keep covering for you anymore, alerting Eisuke.

“Okay, I think we can all agree Y/n has been acting strange.” The others nod to Baba’s concern. “She’s been eating sweets everyday. I asked the Chef.” Soryu adds, causing Eisuke to chime in. “And she’s been avoiding us. What could be wrong?” They weren’t sure, and putting their heads together didn’t seem to come closer to finding answers. You were frightened by this new change as well. What could be wrong with you? “Maybe you’re pregnant?” Your friend says after listening thoughtfully to you worries, then laughs. Though, you weren’t laughing. “Pregnant?” You repeat, spacing out at the thought.

Immediately, you rush out of the cafe, leaving your friend behind. What if it’s true? It would explain the cravings. And emotions. And tiredness. And now, a new symptom to add. Throwing up when worried. What a nice cherry on top. Despite not wanting to believe it, you, reluctantly, go to a pharmacy. In disguise, wearing sunglasses, a hoodie, wig, and everything else to keep your identity undetected. Then you grab a test and ask to be rung up in a strained whisper. After discreetly exiting, you shove the box in your pocket before sprinting back to your apartment. You have been spending a lot of time there lately. With what’s been going on, staying away from them, as not to explode or do anything else embarrassing was a must.

Anxiously, you rip the box open then, after drinking plenty of water, go into the bathroom. Shaking the whole time, you nervously wait for the results. Two lines… your heart drops, and so does the pent up emotions inside you. Sobbing your eyes out, you fail to notice the knocking at your door. “Y/n? Are you in there? We want to talk.” Nothing, yet the door was locked. They had a bad feeling, after debating on whether your privacy was more important than safety, Baba agreed to pick the lock. Though, Soryu is impatient, deciding to break the door instead. “Y/n, are you here?” They hear a distressed cry suddenly come to a halt. “I- I’m fine-!” Your voice shakes, barely coherent, it was hard to hide. “Y/n, are you okay?” Ota asks, taking a seat next to where the sobs came from, the bathroom.

“Yes…” Your voice becomes quiet, sniffling any residue onto the tissue. “Can we talk?” Shaking your head, you remember they can’t see you and manage another reply. “I don’t want to.” You hear a small sigh, the voice getting close. “Y/n, we just want to know what’s wrong. We’re all worried about you.” At the moment, you were tied between embarrassment and wanting comfort. Was it worth them seeing you like this? A mess? About to side against it, something in you that yearns for their touch breaks loose. Without giving it a second thought, you open the door before you could change your mind. That sight was shocking to see, on their part. A teary eyed, broken down, head hung, nose running, messy hair partner, appearing miserable as she runs out to hug the first person her hands reach.

Rambling incoherently, you sob some more, this time into Soryu’s button down shirt. “We can’t understand you when you talk like that.” Going on, though everything is heard in more of a whine, he manages to make out a few words, however not enough to piece together what’s wrong. “Why don’t we take some deep breaths?” Baba suggests, his tone gentle and face softened. Facing towards him, you quickly turn away, shaking your head no. “Y/n, come on, I know you can do it. I’ll do it with you.” Without hesitation, he begins taking deep breaths and eventually you repeat after him. Steadying yourself, you’re finally able to say all at once, “You’re going to hate me! I’m going to have to raise our kid alone and I’m not going to have enough money to support us, then we’ll be sleeping in a box on the street, eating out of a trash can, and drinking water from some old guys sweaty socks! Please don’t leave me.”

You become worked up, sobbing once more, while you shake Soryu’s body back and forth, continuing to plead. “Wait, what?” Eisuke says, shocked at both the scenario you’ve come up with and the news. “You’re pregnant?” You stop crying long enough to shake your head yes, then immediately begin again. “Woah woah, it’s okay.” Soryu says, rubbing your back. About to pick you up, Eisuke snatches you away, being the one to pick you up instead. “Baby, it’s fine. We’re not highschool boys, we wouldn’t leave you because you’re pregnant.” Ota nods before saying “And how would you end up homeless?” He laughs lightly, “It just wouldn’t happen.” Finally starting to calm down, you sniffle, rubbing your teary eyes before saying “Because I’ve been doing bad at work, and now you’re going to fire me.” Looking at Eisuke, he shakes his head. “I wouldn’t fire you without reason, and even then I would take care of you. Technically, you don’t need a job. You were the one insistent on keeping yours.”

You give a small smile, thinking about the memories when you first began dating. Suddenly, a hand ruffles your hair, looking at the culprit, Mamoru gives a small smile back before sighing. Then, running a hand through his hair, he shakes his head. “Just relax kid, we’re not goin’ anywhere and you’re not in trouble.” The support was all you needed to calm down, shaking your head to acknowledge you heard Mamoru. “If anything, I’m glad you’re not upset with us.” Baba says, to which you look surprised. “Why would I be upset? If anything I’m ecstatic. We’re having a baby! I hope they look like one of you. They’re sure to be beautiful.” Thinking about it more, finally done crying altogether, you show them the pregnancy test. “We should make the gender a surprise! Do you think they’d like bears? Or are bears too scary? Maybe ducks? Oh, I know! Cats! Wait, what if we make their room ocean themed?”

Going on about the endless possibilities with clothes, room design, and how great parents you would be, Eisuke sets you down. “We have to get parenting books! What type of parents should we be? We could be intense, strict, free-range, french, or-!” You just keep going on, and they intently listen to every word, the smile never leaving their face. After that they had you take time off of work, you finally weren’t as embarrassed to eat sweets around them, they were always kissing, holding, or hugging you, saying how much they loved you. Baba loves rubbing your belly while you sleep, and together they get you anything and everything you could ask for. Eisuke is no longer brutally honest about how he thinks you look. He’ll tell you if something looks better than other outfits, but never critiques such as “it makes you look fat.” Overall, they all turned into soft, loving boyfriends who are always worried about you and the baby.

#eisuke ichinomiya #kbtbb #kbtbb eisuke #kbtbb fanfic #kissed by the baddest bidder fanfic #love 365 #voltage fanfic #kbtbb soryu #soryu oh #baba mitsunari #kbtbb baba #ota kisaki #kbtbb ota #kbtbb mamoru #mamoru kishi #pregnancy #pregnant #pregnant reader #reader insert #fem reader #x reader #kbtbb headcanon

[anastasiaskarsgard]

This is something I wrote long ago and just decided to throw out there. Inspired by young blonde bill the mysterious, well dressed guy in that odd Swedish film “Pigan brinner!”

Madison’s father was a take over capitalist. He bought struggling companies that he saw potential in, aggressively attempted to rescue them, and when that rarely didn’t work, he dismantled it and sold all its assets. It had proved to be an exceptionally lucrative strategy for her fathers bank account, but not so much for his or her social life.

When she was younger, she thought he was heroic, “saving” all these companies, but as she aged, she realized he destroyed much more than he saved. This type of lifestyle required a lot of relocating, making it difficult to make friends or have a boyfriend.

Her father didn’t have much more luck in the relationship department, and had recently sworn off finding her a new mother. Unfortunately, that meant all his focus fell on his only child, and protecting her from evil boys her own age.

“Daddy, you cannot tell me the reason I can’t go to a dance with a boy is because you used to be one. I think you’re fantastic. Any girl would be lucky to have you.” Madison smiled sweetly.

“What do you know about this boy? What do his parents do? What kind of grades does he get? Is he in sports? What universities is he considering? Is he promiscuous? How did he ask you to this dance? How does he intend on getting you there?” Her father fired off at her.

“Would you like a full report on him and his family and known acquaintances, or do you need a blood sample as well?” She replied, rolling her eyes.

“I’m going to need more than the kids name. How about you ask him over for dinner so I can decide if he’s worth your time?”

Madison huffed, but knew they her father could not be moved, once he had his mind made up. “Fine daddy, I’ll have him come over tomorrow night and you can ask him anything you please.”

The next evening

“So how far have you gone with a girl?”madisons father asked in beteween bites.

“Daddy! That is inappropriate!” Madison shrieked.

“He’s a good looking kid, answered all my questions confidently, and doesn’t appear to be intimidated by me in the least. I can count how many times that’s happened on one hand. You’re an impressive young man, but there will be no hanky panky happening with my little girl.”

Madison had never been so embarrassed in her life. She couldn’t take it anymore. Getting up from her seat, she ran to her room, sure that Justin would want nothing to do with her. Forget the fact they were both seniors and 18, her father treated her like a child. What guy would want to spend time with her after being interrogated for an hour?

When there was a knock at the door, she assumed it was her father, so she ignored it. Drowning in self pity, she didnt notice the sound of the door opening or notice anyone sitting on her bed.

“Your dad means well.”

Screaming and leaping from her bed with all the grace of a giraffe, Madison lost her footing and fell in a pile on the floor, stunned the evening had somehow gotten worse.

Looking up at Justin’s handsome face, she was surprised to find him attempting to help her up, with a look of concern. No laughing or movkery or confusion.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have just come in. Now let’s see if you can stand up princess.” He said as he lifted her up and inspected her.

Madison was too flustered to fight him and couldn’t help but be pleased with his behavior. She’d learned his reputation, and was baffled by how he treated her. By all accounts Justin was not a nice boy, but he had put up with her father, never was rude to her, and always took care of her. Plus he had that face. She had no clue what to think of him.

Suddenly lips were on hers and she froze. He was not kissing her was he? Eyes wide, Madison looked to see Justin pulling away smirking.

“You’re so adorable Madi,” he chuckled as he booped her on the nose. “I’ve got to go before your father figures out, I didn’t leave, but I’ll see you tomorrow ok?”

All Madi could do was nod her head in agreement and watch him go.

Turning around once more, he flashed her a smile and just like that, he was gone. Falling back on her bed, she couldn’t stop the dopey smile. Touching her lips, she absentmindedly, brushed her fingertips over where his lips had been moments ago.

“I’m so boned.” She spoke out to the empty room.

Meanwhile…

Justin made his way to his new Range Rover. Little apology from his dad for missing another event or whatever. He’d missed so many, Justin had lost count. Even though his parents were still married, it was common knowledge his father had a mistress and a few kids with the whore. The past couple years, he spent more time with them, then his actual wife and legitimate children, but Justin didn’t care as much as his older siblings did. He was the baby, so both parents tried to buy his affection. They were both wealthy, but neither came close to his little princess.

Madison was the most intriguing, gorgeous, sheltered girl he’d ever come across. Sure he’d had his share of virgins, but Madison wasn’t naive or stupid. She just lived in a very controlled, protected environment that he wasn’t sure how to overcome.

Her father was famous for being ruthless, and that personality trait didn’t stop with his daughter. Unlike his own parents that were quite lax on overseeing his activities, Madison’s father was hyper vigilant. If it wasn’t him personally keeping track of her, it was the bodyguards, drivers, instructors, tutors, and other staff he employed solely to monitor his only child. Most guys his age would be scared away, but he wasn’t most guys, and he could tell Madison liked him.

Making his way off the sprawling estate, he texted Madison goodnight and a picture of them from earlier in the evening.

Never had he been so fixated on a girl, but never had he failed in getting anything, or anyone he truly wanted.

#bill skarsgard #bill skarsgård #my writing #pigan brinner! #Swedish film #rich kids #no clue where I was going with this but here it is

[followingthefanfiction]

Jason Moran Dezon

Jason Moran Dezon, The Most Dangerous Boy in town

Leo: The Dangerous Nature

Catchphrase: “Hey I’m a terrible person, but I’m a decent guy!” :D

Favorite Ride: The Shooting Gallery

Intro: When he was younger, Jason Dezon would visit his aunt on the weekend. His aunt, Miss Connors, was a wicked woman as you already know. Only three, he would do his best to protect his younger cousin, Sarah Marie. This was a trend he would continue all his life. He did his best to shake off the abuse. The beatings never bothered him, he knew he was just protecting the defenseless child. However, after being called multiple choice words and being told he was a terrible boy, he began to believe it. As he grew older, he visited the Connors house less, and jail more. He was then abandoned by his family, and decided that he would stop relying on anyone to help him or his cousin. His final visit to the Connors house left an impression on everyone. Jason Dezon had had enough of the beatings, and on instinct, pulled a knife on Mr. Connors. This got Jason sent to jail for 2 years. In jail, he was constantly treated like he was nothing. Many others called him a danger and a menace. He decided, that if everyone was going to think of him like that, he would at least have fun with it. Sure, he would be a danger, but only to those he beloved deserved it. Every inmate in prison was there for a reason, so in his mind, it didn’t matter if he hurt them. His family had never cared for him, so it didn’t matter if he hurt them. It didn’t matter if he stole, threatened, or harmed anyone. This was because no one cared if any of those things happened to him. The only person he believed was worth being kind to, was his little cousin. The one who had always believed in him. Unfortunately, when he came to visit the Connors to see her, she no longer believed in him. With her thinking he was as violent as the rest of their family, he had nothing left holding him to sanity. He decided he would make the town burn for how broken he had become. This is how Jason Dezon become The Most Dangerous Boy in town.

Song Title: The Bomb

Song Theme: I could be a murderer and want to kill people, like everyone in town. But I have a tragic past, so you love me ;) …please love me and fix me

Dialogue lines: :

“woah woah woah, you can’t just ask someone why they were in jail for 2 years…”

“I guess I am the way I am because no one saw me as anything else, but I didnt want to be as bad as they thought, so I met the expectations halfway.”

“I would never harm an innocent. It’s just that no one in this town is innocent. I dont think anyone is really innocent. Soooo, yeah, I guess I’ll hurt anyone.”

”You touch my cousin, you fucking die. That’s it.”

”I’m like, the worst person, but I’m also. A lonely person.”

“FUCK YEAH DUDE!!! GET THAT SEXY CAT PLANET TO WORSHIP YOU !”

“You ever create elaborate plans to murder people, then almost go through with it? I do that every day. All day. Isn’t fire pretty. Why are you backing away :) am i scaring you >:)?”

“listen, dude,,,, you rock. But auto tune? Not in style anymore, sorry buddy.”

“Oh I remember you!! The guy who wanted to be a smoker stripper whatever at like age five! You’re so cool.”

“Who… the fuck… is that creepy ass doll. If she gets close to me, I’ll kill her. I don’t care if we are dead.”

“I’m killing you all starting with Ocean. You think I’m kidding? I’ll find a way.”

Character Thoughts:

Ocean is gonna die and I’m gonna kill her myself

Noel is awesome, he wants to fuck and die. Same buddy. Also, he took care of Marie all these years ya know? He’s gotta be worth something.

Mischa. Sarah Marie Connors, if he breaks your heart I break him. Thats like my job as your older brother figure.

Ricky, my dude, you are weird as fuck, but I respect you. You horny? Be horny. Even for cat ladies. Just treat them right.

Keep the doll fuck away from me. Creepy ass shit.

Choirsona thoughts: 

Havent met anyone yet. Get ready for me world. 

#Jason Dezon #choirsona #Sarah Marie Connors #Rtc oc

[stuckinapril]

it’s the “break the ice or to not” girl. ok here they are. first fallout happened around august 2021. i’ll call her crab bc shes a cancer. she was someone i could go to whenever i needed someone. have sleepovers and talk about anything with): i really miss that about her. but it seemed like whenever i would ask to hang out she would flake. the whole day would go by and sometimes she wouldn’t say anything until the next day. i felt like it was disrespectful. she also seemed to never have time to hang out with me but always had time for her other friends and boyfriend. after the most recent incident of that happening, i decided i would just not talk to her anymore because it was a constant issue. my other cousin who is the 2nd one i had a falling out with, ill call her fish bc shes a pisces, told me that crab had gone up to her and asked why i was no longer talking to her. i decided i’d tell crab because she had the right to know. i told her how i felt about her being flaky and that i didn’t respect that and it seemed like she understood and told me she had problems with me too. i was understanding. it seemed like everything was okay. then fish tells me that crab went up to her and told her “she said she doesnt respect what i do? i don’t need her respect” that caught me off guard and i tried to talk to her about it but she didnt reply to my message. i wasn’t aggressive about it just asked if we could talk. she then said we could hang out the following sunday. i was okay with it, i decided i would let her text me about hanging out since i told her i had problems with her never being the one to initiate it and her always flaking or not telling me she wouldnt be able to hang out until the next day. sunday came and she did the exact same thing. no text all day. i was surprised. but i took that as her showing me how she felt about our friendship. that was a year ago. she randomly called a few months ago asking for a favor which i did because it was more of a favor for my aunt, but i was expecting her to call and say thank you for it or use that as an opportunity to talk but she didn’t.

no offense but crab gives me major bitch energy. i think the only thing i might’ve done differently is maybe i would’ve tried to communicate my feelings to her before deciding not to talk to her altogether. but evidently it wouldn’t have made a difference, bc she proceeded to ignore all that you said and ghost you yet again. she’s definitely in the wrong overall & definitely does not value your time. and if i learned one thing as of late, it’s not to chase anyone. anyone. not your cousin, not your boyfriend, not your best friend of 8 years. chasing implies the person does not want to be caught. & your cousin just doesn’t care for you enough. you were right to cut her off the first time. you gave her multiple chances & she didn’t act on them. you were also the one to initiate talking to her despite her behavior. she is simply not worth your time

#ask

[catboyruy]

obligatory apology post; because apologies are my love language-

I’ve been feeling less than stellar lately and it’s taken a huge toll on me and my mental health which has caused a huge decrease in my post and overall activity on tumblr and idk I feel like I should apologize for being so absent. I am trying my absolute hardest to better myself and return to my normal shitposting ways.

*more in tags but, may be triggering

#personal post #suicide mention tw #-in tags #I’m still not going to be as active as I would like to be #but I’m getting there #more explanation of my absence below #I was feeling very defeated #didnt think anything was worth it anymore and decided I didn’t want to do it anymore #unsuccessful (obviously) #had to go to an out patient facility (not fun 0/10 do not recommend) #new meds ain’t it- #new therapist aint it- #after I got home I thought my friends would be happy to see me but they literally didn’t even care so that was fun #tried returning online #hurt more than I thought because people I considered friends didn’t even notice I was absent #and some that did didn’t care and ouchie moments #but I’m trying so- #trying to learn not to rely on other people caring and focus on caring about myself #not begging or fishing for attention just putting my thought process out

[fairlylino]

IFHY — lee minho.

pairings: possessive!lee know x fem!reader

genre: [s]

word count: 5k+

warnings: nsfw, mirror sex, possessiveness, obsession, fingering, and finger sucking

note: bye that’s my first time writing a one shot here on tumblr. do be excited do be nervous. lmk what u think!

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Your relationship with Lee Minho was many things. Healthy was not one of them. There were so many times you both left with bad terms due to both of your stubbornness and thick heads. But yet none of you had the courage to walk up to one another, waiting for each other to do the first step.

Wich was never/rare the case. 

The only way you both would get to talk again was simply to make each other jealous. But the talking always turned into ignoring each other and not fixing anything. Just a simple angry sex to let out the frustration and madness. 

Now that was far from being a healthy relationship was it?

Nothing helped, so the only way you both tried to fix this was to involve a very close friend. 

Kim Seungmin. 

Seungmin always had his way with words, which was the reason you and him decided to tell him about your toxic relationships, leaving him nothing but being speechless.

Even during the talk you two would get into a heated argument, leaving the room with a confused Seungmin. 

“No, because I am so done,” you angrily hissed, aggressively standing up from the couch, ready to leave. 

“Where the hell do you think you're going?!” Minho loudly spoke, getting up aswell to grab you by your arm to stop you.

“Somewhere where I dont have to be near you!” you shouted back, struggling to get away from his strong grip. You looked over at Seungmin, telling him to help you with your eyes only.

But Seungmin didn't know wether he would risk getting Lee Know mad as well.  

“So that's your plan? Always running away from your problems rather than to fix them?” he glared at you, slapping the door shut behind you, making you flinch.

“Dont you fucking get it? There's nothing to fix anymore! We are nothing but a total mess together. And im tired of it, Minho,” you explained with a sigh, never breaking eye contact with him.

“So that's it? You're gonna throw away everything we built together? Its that easy for you?” 

You sighed again. His victim complex was killing you.

“I never said its easy. But its not to fix as well. We dont do good for each other, Minho. It just doesn't work.”

Seungmin was watching the both of you talk, glad that you guys finally talked normally without shouting at each other. 

“Im not gonna leave Y/n. Im not fucking going,” he said after a few seconds of keeping quiet and looking away. Now holding deep eye contact with you again.

You could tell he was hurting just as much as you did. But you didnt have the patience to deal with this anymore.

Not when you had other people waiting for you to treat you better. 

“I´m sorry. But I can´t.”

That night, you left the building with tears and guilt, knowing it was officially over. You never wanted to end things in the first place. But you knew that if you dont end it, he'd never let loose. 

You needed this. You forgot what it felt like to be finally able to go out without an angry boyfriend telling you to come home. You forgot what it felt like to sleep in your own bed, without having to worry when your lover will arrive, knowing exactly he won't before the clock hits three a.m.

You dont know how this ever happened. You both were happy. Happier than ever. 

Where could this possibly gone wrong? 

Was it the way you never had the courage to tell him if something bothered you? Was it the fact you let him do all the things whilst swallowing your opinion? You simply let him do anything, making him take the opportunity to do whatever he wants. 

Simply because he knew you'd alway come back to him.

That was until many months after knowing your worth, fighting back and telling your opinion on something that bothered you. Of course he was not happy with it.

And so the arguments began. Arguments like “since when do you act like that?” “Thats not my quiet little Y/n I know” “You have no right to tell me what to do.”

Yeah, he wasn't happy with you being the bold one, telling him stuff he doesn't want to hear.

But now its over. Five months even after you left the building, ending things with him officially, finally moving on.

Five months after you found your happiness again, with a very friendly, kind, male. Who knew how to treat you well. And not like some type of Housemaid and Butler. 

Han Jisung.

He made you happy with ways you never thought someone could. He knew exactly how to make you feel worth and unique. He was simply an angel.

“Whatever might happen today, please dont worry about and tell me immediately, alright?” Han insured you, cupping your cheeks whilst your foreheads were touching.

You smiled, with a worried sigh, nodding. “I'm just not ready to face him.”

“I will always be by your side. Nothing will happen, I promise you that,” he comforted you again, giving you a peck on your forehead before taking your hand and entering the building.

The building him and many shared due the company rules. The same building you met Minho, and the same building you met Han at. 

Also the same building you broke up with Minho at. 

Memories you always brushed away were filling your mind once you entered the big, yet small building. The so called Stray Kids dorms.

Every once in awhile the group of members used to invite you to their big celebrations of their successes and comebacks.

But this time you weren’t Minho’s date. You were Han’s.

Did I mention they are best friends?

Well, they used to be.

Many things changed once you and Minho ended things. Not to mention that you literally fell in love with his best friend.

But Minho never seemed to care much about it. or so you thought.

“Y/n! Gosh it’s been so long. Hello!” Bangchan never disappointed with his charming and warm gestures, always making you feel comfortable whenever you were around the boys.

Hugging him back with a slight back rub, you gave him a warm smile, along with all the other members. Well, every member accept for one: Your ex.

Trying to avoid eye contact as much as you wanted to, you didn’t want to seem disrespectful, slightly nodding your head with an awkward smile whilst standing infront of him.

Turning around to walk back to Han, you almost stumbled when you felt a strong grip on your wrist.

“What’s with the formality? All the members get a hug but I don’t?” You felt your cheeks getting heated up by the embarrassment. All of the males were watching the moment, making you slightly turn your head to Han, and he immediately understood.

Nodding in agreement that everything is okay, you weakly smiled, turning back to Minho who was never leaving his eyes off of you.

Earning an victory smirk from him, he opened his arms slightly, waiting for you to embrace him.

And you finally did with slow motions. Once you were close enough infront of him, he wasted no time to wrap his arms around your head, giving you no escape unless he lets go.

Your face being pressed against his chest, you couldn’t miss the smell of his cologne, making you close your eyes shut, taking in the moment and memories that the smell caused you to remember.

Seconds felt like minutes, making you worried that they might think wrong about the current situation, so you slowly tried to pull away, but he stopped you without making it obvious.

“We have a few things to talk about,” he whispered in your ear. Chills running down your spine.

Were you supposed to feel threatened? Scared? Excited? You couldn’t tell by his stoic expressions.

Breaking the hug, you slowly made your way back to Han, clinging onto him, avoiding eye contact with him as much as possible. 

Today was all about Stray Kids and their success. So you tried your best to keep smiling and having a good time. 

“Congrats for your wins, Chan!” 

You all eventually sat down at the dinner table, talking about their success and experiences during their new comeback. 

It made your heart warm seeing them grow bigger each day and fulfilling their dreams. 

“Thank you so much, Y/n. It means a lot,” Chan smiled.

An hour had passed, and you decided to use the restroom, since its been a few drinks. Alcoholfree of course, since Bangchan disliked it very much. 

Walking through the halls of the dorms, you couldn't help but think about the memories you had build with both Minho and Han. Be it good or bad. 

You wouldn't say your relationship with Minho was terrible. You had many happy times with him. 

You couldn't help but smile at those memories once you zoned out whilst washing your hands and fixing yourself in the mirror. 

Ready to leave, you flinched once you stumbled into a strong chest, getting ready to apologize immediately.

“Oh, Im so sorry, I didnt see-”

You stopped your own sentence once you looked up to see who it was. 

Minho. 

Stepping a few steps back, he only got closer to you, until your back hit the wall, giving you no escape once his arm got up to rest next to your head on the wall. 

“Why are you avoiding me?” 

You tried your best to find an escaped, but it was no use. “I'm not avoiding you.”

“Look at me when Im talking to you,” he ordered, grabbing your chin to lift your head up, finally looking into his eyes. 

The first time in this day, in those past weeks, you finally looked at him again. 

It felt so different though. It gave you chills. So much coldness, hurt in his eyes it broke you. 

The sparkle his eyes had once was long gone. 

“What do you want, Minho?” 

His whole expression changed once he heard you say his name. 

“Gosh, with how much more hate are you gonna say my name?”

You rolled your eyes at him, slightly pushing his arm away to leave. 

“Oh hell no,” he attacked, grabbing your wrist and dragging you into the bathroom again, locking the door behind him. 

“What do you think you're doing?” you hissed, trying to push him away. 

“Hows it going with Han?” he asked out of the blue, catching you off guard. 

“None of your fucking business,” you hissed, crossing your arms and looking away. 

He huffed. “I cant ask how the relationship with my best friend and my ex is going?”

“Not after all the shit you've done to him and me.”

“I didnt do him anything. He's the bastard who went after my ex and you're the slut who goes for every dick she has the chance with.”

“Watch what you're fucking saying,” you threatened, finally looking at him again. With a glare this time.

He grinned. Walking towards you, where you were resting your body on the sink. 

“Why? You used to love it when I call you that in bed.”

You rolled your eyes in disgust. “Minho, what the fuck do you want?” You asked, getting impatient. 

“What I want is to stop seeing you with him.”

Now it was your turn to chuckle. “Yeah, keep dreaming,” you shook your head. 

“I know you dont really love him. You do this to get me pissed. Taking revenge.”

You rose an eyebrow at him. “Why are you so sure of that? Why wouldn't I love him? He actually cares for me and knows how to treat me right,” you defended. 

“So I didnt treat you good?”

You looked at him dead at the eyes. “Not really,” you spat.

“You know damn well that's a fucking lie”

You rolled your eyes again, this time with an eye roll too.

“And how do you think you treated me good, hm? Care to tell me?” 

It was obvious that the words that were coming out of your mouth were affecting him. His blood started to boil more and more every time he heard you say those things. But all he did was smirk. 

“You really dont remember?” He asked you, stepping even closer to you, you and his body inches away from each other. 

“I dont.”

Without hesitation, he grabbed your face, catching you off guard. “Maybe I should demonstrate how good I treated you hm? So you can come back to your senses,” he said into your face, watching every reaction you had whilst his face was so close to his, squished by his hand. 

You didnt say anything. Basically because you didnt know what to say. Because you didnt know what he had in mind. 

“What's wrong? You´re not answering?” he tested, a grin growing on his face as he got closer to your face, if that was even more possible. 

All you did was look away, knowing that you were getting weak. 

“The fucking thought of you with somebody else, I dont like that,” he confessed, stroking your cheek now, playing with your hair. 

“Especially when its with one of my closest friends too. How could you do that, hm?” 

You were frozen. You couldn't talk nor react to any of his actions. Its like he did a spell on you. 

“And to be honest...” he continued. “I don´t think he is capable of treating you good, More like making you feel good.”

You breathed, trying your best not to look at him. But the way he looked at you made you feel like he was burning holes inside of you.

“Didnt you miss it?” he asked, his hands continuing to brush your hair out of your face, cupping your cheeks. “Didn´t you miss me?” He asked, snapping your head towards him again, forcing yo

“Minho...” you called, sounding more like a beg. Hearing you say his name with a softer voice, almost like a whine, made him confirm to continue. 

“Yes darling? Talk to me,” he told, his hands going from your face down to your arms, stroking them up and down. 

“We cant... I cant-” he cut you off. 

“We can. You can. Look at you. We both know you want this too. You could´ve pushed me away and say something. But you heard me out, let me tell you how I feel,” he continued, his hands going further down, to your waist now. Pulling you closer to him, this time your bodies were touching, making your body coat with goosebumps. 

“Dont you want this too?” he whispered, leaning close to your ear, his hands resting on your face as if they were made for his touch and his touch only. 

You sighed over his shoulder, your inner self shaking, your inner mind telling you to stop this. 

But your body had its own mind. 

“I missed you, Y/n...” he sighed, taking in your scent, whispering in your ear. “So much.”

Your hands that were once holding onto the sink to keep you steady, were now reaching for his wrists that were down on your waist. 

“I missed every inch of your body. Every single sound that were coming out of you while I made you feel so good. Everything,”

You felt like crying. The overwhelming feeling made you feel like crazy. You wanted him. You missed him. And you needed him. He knew exactly how to manipulate and twist your mind. It worked every time. Every single time you fell for it. 

This time, you fell for it too. 

“Show me that you want this too, Y/n,” he asked, foreheads resting on each other as you were both waiting for answers. For a sign. 

You couldn't stop yourself. You hated yourself for getting loose again. For being so naive.

Just this time... You thought. 

You didnt have to say anything. Instead, leaned in to crash your lips onto his, grabbing his face to get him closer to you. 

Immediatly he reacted, kissing you back with twice more passion. His hands hugging your body, his lips moving in sync with yours.

“I despise you,” you mumbled through the kiss, Grabbing his collar. “I hate you so much.”

You could feel the smirk through the kiss, making you groan once you felt his teeth biting onto your lower lip. 

The kiss started passionately, turning into an aggressive, heated make out. Mixed with hate and love at the same time. 

“You are a shit person,” you hissed, your hands going from his collar to the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of his soft, black hair, whilst his lips left yours, going down to your jawline and neck. 

Biting back moan, you didn't stop. “You are a selfish asshole who only thinks about his own desires.”

You whined once you felt his teeth on your neck, guessing it was to shut you up. 

“You know...” he finally talked, playing with the hem of your shirt. “The sad thing is that you're not wrong,” he admitted, grabbing your arms.

“Lift them up for me,” he said, lifting them up to take off your shirt. Once he did, he showed now shame in taking a glance at his sight infront of him. 

“But you are wrong with one part though,” he said, continuing to give kisses all over upper body, this time your collar bone too. 

He made sure to leave marks. Basically to show that you belonged to him and only him. 

He held onto your waist, lifting you up onto the shelf with ease, standing between your legs. 

“Im not selfish and only think about my desires,” he started, his hands leaving your waist and going up to grab the soft mounds into his hand, making you throw your head back, sigh after sigh escaping your lips. 

“I think about yours too. I love to make you feel good. I love to hear it from you too. The way you whine and beg for me to continue.”

The words coming from his mouth and his hands doing a perfect job at grabbing, massaging your aching breasts whilst pushing your laced bra to the side to stroke his fingers against your bundle of nerves drove you to the edge. 

“Fuck,” you hissed, trying your best not to let out anything, knowing that's his plan. 

“Thats what Im talking about. Let me hear you,” he grinned, watching your expressions of holding back. 

“I hate you... so much,” you breathed out, slowly spreading your legs wider for him. He understood immediately, a smirk growing on his face. 

“Look how your body is reacting. Craving for me and me only,” he praised himself, his hands going down to your thighs, squeezing and stroking them. 

“Minho, hurry,” you hissed, not in the mood to play his little games any longer. 

“Oh? Hurry with what exactly, hm?” he teased, his fingers going further up to your inner thigh, never daring to get closer though. 

Your core was burning at this point, craving for his touch. Craving for him. 

But you were stubborn. You fell for his stupid trick already, you didnt want to show any weakness too. 

“Do you want me to touch you?” His hand finally moved further, getting in contact with your core. And though you were wearing pants, the contact made you cream even more. 

You let out a sigh, pushing your body to the edge of the sink, so his fingers would be closer to your core, moving your hips to feel any friction. 

“It seems like you do,” he said, a smirk growing on his face, but still not moving his fingers. 

Instead, he grabbed you by your waist, pulling you back onto your feet, turning you around so your back was facing him. 

“I know how bad you want this,” he whispered in your ear over your shoulder, making you tilt your head down and hold onto the sink. 

Without any warning, you felt his hands slide under your pants and panties, immediately getting in touch with your dripping cunt, making you moan.

“Oh fuck,” you hitched, grabbing tighter onto the sink.

“And here's proof,” he said, felling the juices on his fingers already. 

“Now be a good girl and ride my fingers, and I´ll might help you out,” he whispered in your ear, making you throw your head back, onto his shoulder. 

You didnt do it because he said so. You did it because your core was aching and your orgasm to be released. 

You slowly started grinding on his hand, biting back a moan every time you felt his fingers curling. You wanted his fingers inside of you so bad. 

“Just like that. Dont rush it, im here if you need help. But you're a good girl and can do that without my help, right?” 

The way his voice got deeper, more raspier, made you quicken your pace, moving forth and back, feeling his hand hit your spot every time you moved forward. 

“Please,” your breathing hitched once you got out of breath. 

“Please what? Cant you do it on your own?” he said, teasing you with his fingertips slowly going in. 

“Please... go further,” you sighed, dropping your head down, still bucking your hips onto his hand.

His fingers finally went inside of you, making you moan out loud, catching you off guard. 

“Like this?” he whispered in your ear, curling his fingers inside of you, making you yelp.

“Like that,” you gasped, throwing your head back onto his shoulder again, close to reach your high.

“Just look at you, being a total mess. I love to ruin you.”

You ignored his words, the only thing you could think about was finally coming on his fingers. 

“Im gonna cum,” you sighed, bucking your hips a bit to reach your climax faster. 

“Do you think you deserve to cum?” 

You whined, feeling his fingers going deeper inside of you, hitting your spot perfectly. 

“ I´m so close,” you warned. 

He just quickened his pace, making you moan louder. 

And with one last thrust, you came undone on his fingers, dropping your head, your knees feeling weak. 

Trying to calm down your breathing, he twirled you around, so you could face him again. 

“Pull your head up,” he said, lifting your head with his finger on your chin, making you look up at him with your teary eyes and smudged makeup. 

He admired your face for a second, enjoying your out of breath face, and smudged eyes. 

“Your face is really pretty,” he praised, his fingers going up to the same height as your face. 

“Look at the mess you made,” he pointed at his fingers with his head. You looked at fingers, then at his face, grabbing his wrist. 

You placed fingers on your lips first, smearing your juices all over your lips, then licking them off to put his fingers inside of your mouth, sucking on them. 

He was surprised for you to do that. He for sure wasn't expecting it. But he wasn't complaining either. He just enjoyed the view of you sucking his finger dry, while holding deep eye contact with him. 

He could feel the bulge in his pants growing bigger. It was a sight to admire. 

“You're enjoying this a little too much for you to say that you hate me.”

Once you finished sucking the juices of his fingers off, you talked. 

“I do hate you.”

He chuckled softly. “Your pussy says otherwise.” 

He took your hand, placing it over his bulge, making you look down. 

“See? We feel the same towards each other. Cant deny that,” he said. 

“You dont know how much I've missed my cock inside of you,” he sighed, putting your hand over the zip of his pants. You both worked together, your fingers unzipping them.

“There wasn't a day where I haven't,” he continued as you used your other hand for support too, slowly pulling his pants down. And then your own ones too. 

Not it was only his shirt that was bothering you, slowly unbuttoning them whilst you looked up to meet his eyes.

His toned abs and solid chest were moving slightly from his deep breathing, your hands going up and down to feel them against your fingertips.

His toned abs were like hypnotising you, cant get enough to stare at them and feel them. He got even buffer in those past months.

Rushing it, but not taking it too far, you could him stepping closer to you, grabbing your waist and turning you around, facing the mirror again.

“You’ll see yourself how good I fuck you. By looking at mirror. Got it?”

His breathing grew labored while you watched from the mirror as he shuffled behind you, and you canted yourself to the side to provide yourself with a clear view of his cock in the surface’s reflection.

His palm collided with the pert curve of your ass, delivering a mild spank, and then he ghosted his touch over the stinging pain, blithely enjoying the way you whimpered his name ever so quietly. Minho positioned himself at your dripping entrance, prodding the tight hole with his tip over and over again just to taunt you until you glowered uncomfortably at him through the mirror.

“Stop it,” you heaved, your longing now turning into an unbearable itch.

Normally, you knew he would have loved to tease you, disregarding your begging and instead working even harder to rouse you, but you could tell by the sweat that beaded around his hairline that he needed relief too. So he spared you, grip tightening on your hips, and he pushed himself into you with a husky and guttural moan that overwhelmed your delicate whines.

He wasted no time and began moving, gradually picking up his pace until he decided on a moderate speed, not too rough, but just forceful enough that your breasts jounced and your body lurched against the sink whenever he thrusted into you, making you call out his name.

“There you are, finally moaning my name again,” murmured, watching as his cock disappeared inside you and whenever he pulled back to rock his hips forward again, it glistened with a new layer of your arousal. “Your pretty pussy always takes me so well.”

He leaned into you, wrapping an arm around your waist and placing his hand on your shoulder, holding you in place while he fucked himself into you, over and over again. You tugged at him from deep inside your well, tightening your walls around his cock and causing his jaw to go slack with bliss.

You struggled to watch yourself in the mirror, mouth wide open and eyes bloodshot from your tiredness and tears. Minho’s lips brushed against the shell of your ear and sent a ripple of goosebumps down the expanse of your back.

“I wish I could take a picture of you right now and keep it for later.” He panted into your ear. “How I’ve missed my cock inside of you. And the view of your fucked face.”

You wrapped your hands around the arm curved about your waist and nodded at him again, cueing that you wanted to feel his release inside you.

Minho delivered a few more generous jerks before the small of his back tightened and he came inside you, amply flooding your chafed walls with his hot seed until you overflowed, and the creamy, white liquid seeped past the girth of his cock and began dribbling down the inside of your thigh.

He pulled his now limp cock out, wiping his essence gently on your folds before pulling you into another doting embrace. His clinch was tight, warm cheeks pressed against each other while he looked at you in the mirror with complete and unadulterated adoration.

You both finally came.

“Oh fuck,” he breathed, calming himself down whilst you did so too.

He grabbed you by your arm turning you back around, connecting his lips with yours again. “Might be the last time I get to do that since you hate me so much.”

“I don’t hate you, Minho.”

“Whatever. Still can’t deny I fuck you the best “ he said with confidence, making you roll your eyes at him.

You cursed at yourself for letting him into your life again.

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[miraeluc]

you have an eating disorder

prompt: “you never had issues with food - that is until your boyfriend makes a remark about your weight.”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female! reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: MAJOR TW!! anorexia, there’s swearing

genre: fluff, angst 

NOTE: this is not proofread at all and it’s kinda short, i was struggling to finish it a lot, sorry :(

you were never one to pay special attention to your diet or anything

life is short, why spend it worrying about how your body looks?

food is food man, and you need it to live 

there was no fun in dieting either, it’s not like you were ever fat anyway - with daily training you were in shape!

sure there were thinner girls, but like i mentioned, you just liked enjoying food without having to worry about losing weight all the time 

your boyfriend, bakugo, just does not know how to express himself 

he’s not the type to really pay any mind to your figure, he finds you pretty anyway 

and its a plus anyway - whenever he feels full he can just push his plate towards you and you’ll gladly finish it for him 

that is until one day

you were sitting with the baku squad at lunch

mina was telling you about a new tiktok trend she had stumbled upon and found hilarious 

denki was currently fighting for his life against bakugo after saying his hair looked like he was just hit by an electricity quirk before he proceeded to zap him lightly 

kirishima was regretting all of his life decisions when he decided to try and help denki 

sero was just sat there,, recording it so he could show them just how stupid they looked afterwards

kirishima finally managed to pull said angry-boy away from kaminari 

you always said he’s like a little angry pomeranian when angry lol 

back to the plot omg i got carried away

after bakugo was calm enough to take his initial seat beside you, he was already too full and just overall not hungry

so he pushed his plate towards you 

“eat up, fatass.” he grumbled out

you just looked up at him with wide doe-eyes, not expecting an insult to slip off his tongue

it was bakugo, what’d you expect lmao 

you looked down at the plate, suddenly feeling very not hungry anymore, instead pushing the plate away as you grabbed your bag to stand up

“actually, i’ll head up to my room, i feel a bit sick”

you immediately left after that, not seeing the confused glances the table exchanged, mina smacking bakugo’s head

you went to your room and laid down, not knowing why bakugo’s comment had made you feel upset

you never get upset when he makes dumb remarks!!

so why now!!

oh 

you realised it when you were stood in front of the mirror, shirt lifted, staring at your own body

you did gain some weight.

you were upset at yourself because you usually didn’t mind!!

you know weight fluctuates, you know the small amount of chub you have will eventually pack it’s little bags and leave again 

but it hurt because you wanted to be pretty for your boyfriend.

how could you be when he says you’re a fatass?

eventually, you ended up scrolling through your phone, looking at thin girls all day

you also looked up a few diets that worked very fast 

by the time bakugo was aggressively knocking at your door you had closed all of the pages you were previously looking at 

as soon as you swung the door open he strutted in, seating himself on your bed

“what was with you running off at lunch today?” he looked at you 

you were still stood at your door like.... mm ok i guess make yourself at home 

“huh? i told you, i felt a little sick.” you mumbled, closing the door again, it was getting late and you were not looking to be beheaded by aizawa

he scoffed “if you say so.” he laid down, kicking your blanket to the side

“i brought you some snacks - incase you got hungry..” he said, his face looking like >:( 

he didn’t get them because he knew you liked them and wanted to make you happy! not at all!!

he just didn’t want to put up with you being whiny

that’s for sure the reason 

you giggled, throwing yourself ontop of him - sounds of protest coming from him but he did wrap his arms around you 

“since when are you so nice, katsuki?!” you teased

lol wrong move 

in 0.01 seconds you were flipped over and held down as he started tickling you 

“i’m not nice!”

the next morning you left extra early to avoid getting breakfast with bakugo

he didn’t seem to be bothered by it, he also has days where he just doesn’t feel like eating early in the morning so 

it does start to bother him when that one day of skipping breakfast turned into every day

his google search bar is like 

‘why does my gf not eat’

‘do girls not eat breakfast’

but this bitch is also too scared to approach you at first because he doesnt want you to know he truly cares 

his ego is still too high for that 

but you know better

you know he cares but sometimes you don’t feel good enough for him

you can’t help but compare yourself to other girls at your school

you distance yourself unknowingly, lost in the counting calories and exercising every day

everyone but you notices that you’re literally spiraling 

you don’t notice that you look sick, skin paling and cheekbones getting more prominent every passing day 

you don’t notice the growing eyebags under your eyes 

all you notice is other pretty girls and how you want to look like them.

at first, your friends decide to give you some space, thinking that maybe you have to fix this within yourself and need space

and you do, but someone needs to snap you out of your little bubble 

that someone is bakugo 

so it goes like this 

during training, he noticed your legs being a little more wobbly than usual 

and he noticed that you were unfocused, not being able to dodge all of the enemies attacks 

but something inside of him snaps when aizawa has to stop the fight because you were not even fighting back anymore

before aizawa even arrived in front of you, your world went black and you collapsed

bakugo was so angry at your training enemy 

didn’t they fucking see your struggle?? 

did they really have to be stopped by their teacher??

would they even have stopped if it werent for aizawa?? 

probably not

but he didnt have time to go and yell at them because he was running towards you 

aizawa let him pick you up

“bring her to recovery girl.”

of course he did 

everyone watching was so shocked 

because bakugo didn’t let out a sound the entire time 

his face was pulled into a frown, as usual, but he wasn’t speaking- no, yelling

he showed past his classmates, walking towards recovery girl’s office

“ribbit, why was he so quiet?”

recovery girl was like ?!?!?! what the fuck happened when was the last time she ate

she had to give you a total parenteral nutrition

(that means nutrition/fluids are delivered into your body via a catheter placed in a vein of your body, usually lower arm)

when you woke up bakugo was sat next to the bed, reading the back of some medicine bottle he found there

when he noticed you awake he perked up a little, shoulders visibly relaxing

“what happened?” 

he narrowed his eyes, wondering for a second if you were serious 

“you’re starving yourself to near death, that’s what happened.”

you immediately grimaced

“did i pass out in front of everyone?”

“is that seriously what you’re worried about?!”

you remained quiet, looking away

“y/n, look at me.” he gently guided your head to face him

“i don’t know what drove you to do this to yourself, but i need you to stop. you’re going to die if you don’t stop. what idiot made you think you need to do this to yourself?! i’ll kill them!”

..

“you told me i was a fatass”

his jaw dropped

fuck

“you know i don’t mean when i insult you! i hide the fucking fact that i WANT you to eat by using insults! i’m so sorry..”

his voice went soft at the end

he truly felt so bad :(

he was the one that was supposed to protect you from others hurting you yet here he was, being the one that caused you to hink you weren’t worthy enough

“i know, but there’s so many much more prettier girls than me, i was afraid you’d lose feelings if i wasn’t thin enough.”

“are you kidding?! you’re the only one i have eyes for! all those other extra’s can fuck off, i don’t give a single shit about them!”

you were kinda tearing up

“do you promise?”

god, he felt so bad.

he sat on the edge of the bed, reluctantly pulling you in a hug 

“i promise”

from that day on he made sure to remind you to eat meals, even if it was just something small

he ripped everyone’s heads off if they made a comment about your eating habits and/or weight

and he made sure you were the only one he loved

the day he saw you collapse something broke inside of him

it opened his eyes that hiding his emotions from you wouldn’t help you in your relationship

so while he supported you to build your feelings of self-worth and eating habits, you helped him start to open up, teaching him that showing emotions wasn’t embarassing

no one else knew how soft he could get with you and it should stay that way

you had a long way to go but it was all worth it in the end

he was your little angry pomeranian <33

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[miakataylor]

Newt x reader ~ A Cold Bed

I woke up, and the first thing I noticed was that I was in a cold bed.

I pulled the blanket up under my chin and reminded myself that a cold bed would be the only thing I'd ever wake up in again.

It was one year today. One year since I watched the love of my life die in my arms. I didn't want to get out of bed, but there was to much to be done. This wasn't a free for all. 

Everyone else seemed to know about it too, because all day I kept getting worried glances from my friends and curious ones from the other immunes. I wanted to snap at them, tell them to shuck off, but I knew they were just worried. But I didn't want them to worry, I just wanted to forget. 

I hadn't said much after... well, you know. And I didn't sing anymore either, my music and inspiration leaving me when Newt did. And it had been that way for a whole year now, not a single thing changed. 

At lunch, I grabbed an apple from the kitchen and walked down to the beach. There were a few couples there, spread out so they could have their lunch dates in peace. I wondered what it would have been like, if he was here-

'No.' I shook my head to clear my thoughts and moved on, not looking at them again as I made my way around them to where flat rocks jutted out over the ocean, and I sat down, tossing my apple from one hand to the other.

I wasn't really hungry. I had just grabbed it because I knew that if I didnt, someone would come "check up on me". 

I never really ate much anymore, but no one else needed to know that.

I sighed, and smoothed my - his - jacket down and pulled it tighter around my shoulders when the wind blew in from the ocean.

It smelled of salt and of so many other things I couldn't place. It was a small I couldn't quite explain, but I had loved since the first time I had smelled it.

I closed my eyes and let the wind blow my hair back from my face, enjoying the scent and taking in the rare moment of peace. Then that moment was broken.

I heard someone approach the rock where I sat, and then felt as they plopped down next to me, not bothering to open my eyes and look to see who the intruder of my peace was. 

"Hey." It was Minho. "Watcha doin?"

I didnt answer, instead leaning over and resting my head on his shoulder. He smelled like the ocean, too.

He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "I know you probably don't want to hear this," he began hesitantly, pulling his head back to look me in the eyes.

"Minho, if this is about Newt...." I looked up at him, my exhaustion showing through. I didn't want to be reminded of everything I had lost, again.

He disregarded it, and continued on.

"But you really do have friends here who will help you move on if you would let them." I sighed, defeated, and looked back out to the ocean.

My friend continued in a quieter voice. "You know Newt wouldn't have wanted to hold you down after he was gone. I think... I think it's time to let him go."

When I didn't respond to that, he stood and began walking away, leaving me to think about his words. As he left, he was met by Brenda.

" Minho, y/n. There is a new group that just came in, and it's got a lot more people than usual. Vince asked for your guys' help."

"Alright." I stood up and followed them, slipping the apple into my pocket for later. 

This happened quite often. More people, mostly kids like us, made their way here looking for refuge, a home, protection from WCKD and the Scorch.

Minho and Brenda jogged ahead, but I was in no hurry. It's not like there was a push for time. Here, we had all the time in the world to do anything... and sometimes, that could be a curse. More often than not, I would sit alone in my thoughts... and that's when the feelings I tried so hard to push down got the better of me. 

When I reached the group, I could tell something was off. While the other immunes got the newbies, or Greenies, as we still liked to call them, all settled in, taking names and what not, I saw a group of people- my people-  not moving, just staring with shocked expressions on their faces, a few even crying.

I froze. What had happened? Did someone get hurt? Even though my mind was racing with every possible way something could have gone wrong, my feet wouldn't move. 

Then, Thomas launched himself forward, then Minho, then Brenda, and Gally wrapped his arms around the group. It took me a moment before I realized they were all hugging someone.

Minho was the first to pull back. "Wait until y/n gets here!" I heard the person receiving the affection say something, but it was to quiet to hear and I could barely make out a voice at all. I took a small step closer. 

Minho answered with, "Yes, of course she is! That girl is stronger than all of us shanks combined." The group laughed, some through their tears, and Minho turned to look for me.

I didn't move. I wasn't sure who, or what, waited for me, and when Minho's eyes met mine, I could tell he was crying.

He gestured for me to go to him, but I didnt move, my feet rooted to the spot.

He came over to me and slung an arm around my shoulder, guiding me towards the group. "Minho... what happened?"

He didn't answer, and I could feel my heart beating faster than it should have been, out of fear or excitement, I wasn't sure.

As we approached the group, my friends pulled back to reveal the object of their affection and I felt my heart stop. My breath stuck in my throat and my hand flew to cover my mouth as my eyes began to water gainst my will.

"Newt?"

It was him. It was Newt.

His hair was longer than I remembered and his skin was darker from the sun too. But it was him, really him.

An agonizingly long moment passed when all we could do was look at each other, take in the differences since we had last seen each other, trying to accept the fact that we were actually there, together again.

Then everything seemed to happen all at once. A loud sob escaped my lips amd we rushed forward, me falling I to him and him wrapping me in a hug so tight I thought I'd feel it forever. If he hadn't been holding me, I would have fallen to the ground, my knees felt so weak.

I released a sob into his shoulder, my head trying to decided if this was real or not, and my heart hoping it was. 

 After a moment, he pulled back and looked into my eyes with his own dark ones. I touched his face, moving my hand across his jaw, up his cheek, around his eye, down his nose and ended on his lips.

"You're really here..." I was shaken, sure I was dreaming. "I watched you die..."

He shook his head. "WCKD found me. Well, what was left of WCKD." He glanced at Thomas when he said that. "Saved my life, gave me the cure... then tried to use me as their lab rat again. I got away, thanks to what was left of that Lawrence guy's army, and then it was arranged for me to come here with the next group...."

Vince walked up to us and shook Newts hand, beaming. "Its good to have you back with us. You've been... very missed."

Newt nodded his thanks, and pulled me closer to him, if that was possible.

After Vince had walked away, he tucked his head into the crook of my neck and whispered against my skin, "God, I missed you so much."

My tears began after that, and entire years worth of unfathomable sadness and bottles up grief pouring out in that moment. I cried, letting out all of the anger I didn't know I had stored up, all of the pain I had felt, all of the loss. 

"Promise me," I said through my tears, my voice breaking. "Promise me you'll never leave me again. Where you go, I will go too."

"I promise... where you go, I go."

Later that night, there was a celebration to welcome the Greenies to their new home. "How does it feel to be a Greenie again, Newt?" Fry pan teased at one point. "Better than you can imagine," he laughed, looking at me.

After catching up with the others, Newt led me back to our now shared hut, and pulled me into a hug.

"Y/n?"

"Hmm?"

"Will you marry me?"

I pulled back to look in his eyes, see if he truly meant it. He held my gaze expectantly and I felt tears sting my eyes once more and I nodded my head, unable to say anything for fear I would break down again.

"I love you so much," he said, his voice thick with emotion and his accent as soft and as strong as I remembered it.

"I love you too," I whispered, and kissed him without thinking.

He held my neck with one hand and pulled me closer with the other, kissing me back with the passion of a long lost lover.

We broke apart finally, our heads resting against each others as we breathed.

Then he picked me up and carried me over to our bed, kissing me all the way.

That night, just before I fell asleep, I heard him whisper, "I have been so lost without you... and now I am home."

I smiled for the first time in forever and drifted off with the thought, 'I'll never wake up in a cold bed again.'

~ 

8/10/21

#newt x reader #newt star gazing #newt oneshot #tmr fandom #tmr imagine #tmr oneshot #tmr #tmr newt #newt fluff #newt angst #newt romance #tmr newt x reader

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Hi! I was curious if you had anymore Kuroko fic recommendations? Thank you! 🥺💗

hey! 🥺 i do have more kuroko fanfic recs. i didnt know what type of kuroko ship you wanted, so here are a few from some kuroko ships <3:

Kagakuro Recommendations

the flower that blooms in adversity by aotetsu

When Kagami falls for Kuroko Tetsuya, a famous prostitute from the red light district, he manages to find a whole lot of trouble and a person worth it all.

this fic deserves more love and attention. kagami love for kuroko absolutely made me sob

Brothers in Woo by buttwade

in which Himuro jokingly offers to help Kagami win Kuroko over and the joke's on him

kagami is drunk & himuro cracks jokes. this fic is funny. jealous!kuroko

Beastly call by TCon

"You mean," Kuroko started. "You'd be my Heat Partner?" He didn't expect Kagami to explode into a myriad of different shades of red more impressive than his own hair. "Y — yeah tha's what I'm sayin'!" for some reasons he lapsed into english with an odd accent. KagaKuro Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics & Sex Pistols AU - Fusion

Lots of smut in the beginning. there’s crime, suspense, and i read this fic like 5 times.

Stamina Training by tnsxbunny

As the weakest member in the team, Kuroko stays back after basketball practice to train on his stamina. Kagami watches from afar and decides to show Kuroko what real stamina training is.

SMUT. SUCH GOOD SMUT. thank u

The advantage of being Kuroko by heartfilledteddybear

mayuzumi hits on Kuroko & Kagami gets jealous 🥵

Akakuro Recommendations

Forget me not flowers in our hair by miniaturepsycho

When Kagami is captured by a beast Kuroko doesn't think twice and bargains to take the red head's position instead but it seems that there is more to this castle than meets the eye, and what has it have to do with forget me not's?? Basically a beauty and the beast AU that I decided to do after seeing the live action (which I totally did not cry at, not at all!!) COMPLETE

Contains Aokaga. Akashi as beast & kuroko as belle. So good 🥺

All I ask by TsuruKuni

"It's none of your business." "Tell me, Aomine. How can it be none of my business when you're throwing away the only person I've ever wanted?"

THIS FIC MADE ME SOB AT 3 AM. I highly recommend listening to ‘All I ask’ by Adele. I promise you will cry. Aokuro & Akakuro.

Bridezilla by DancingMarshmallows

Weddings are stressful... try helping people plan them. With two months to get everything together, a bridezilla and her bitch of a maid of honor, and finding love at the worst time, Kuroko would be lucky if he makes it out alive.

CEO!Akashi & WEDDING PLANNER!kuroko. you will not regret reading this one.

That Ridiculously Long Dance by Harmonia_Silverberg

Aomine, Kise, and Kagami never learn, do they? But apparently their "joke" works in Akashi and Kuroko's favor this time.

literally one of my all time favorite akakuro fanfic

What Would Chihiro Do by anewtinystory

Akashi is dating Kuroko, whose two brothers are very protective of him.[Based on a Tumblr anon's prompt: Nijimura and Mayuzumi are Kuroko's brothers; while Nijimura approves of Akashi, Mayuzumi feels the opposite]

slight smut. protective bros. i love it sm.

Aokuro Recommendations

Traded Mistakes by Acetate, Chrystie, exuberant_imperfection, kate882, luckypen

For the prompt: Aomine having an accident and losing his memory so all he remembers is being best friends with Tetsu and he doesn’t understand how that could stop.

Angst, oh the angst 😫😭.

Third time’s a charm (or maybe fourth) by LajtHane

Aomine really didn't mean to crash into him at Quidditch practice.

HOGWARTS AU. if that doesn’t temp you, idk what will. My fav Aokuro fic.

Maybe a touch of your hand by skinandbones

[Written for AoKuroWeek 2015]: Aomine moves into a new apartment and befriends a ghost boy.

no bc this fic made me cry too. pls read it 🎶ifwehad5moreminutes🎶

The Boyfriend Jersey by exuberant_imperfection, kate882

Kuroko, in a half-asleep mistake, ends up wearing Aomine's jersey to school.

THIS FIC IS CUTE SUCH DORKS

Hey, Come Here Often? by imabignerd

In which Momoi holds his magazines hostage, Aomine hates everything and everyone, and Kuroko is politely bewildered.

Aomine crushes on the lifeguard!Kuroko & Momoi is a little shit about it 😌🤍

Midokuro Recommendations

It’s Always your Fault! by warsandwich

Kuroko and Midorima are secretly dating, but Takao finds out their secret. De-anon from the anon meme.

Short, sweet, & funny 😌.

Partnership by Fayah

Their partnership starts in English class, but like everything else in their lives, turns into a matter of basketball.

Midorima really cares for Kuroko 🥺

Midokuro Ficlet by pandacchii

based off of imagineyourotp blog post: "Imagine your otp confessing while they were half asleep" Pairing: Midorima/Kuroko

short story but it’s really cute ☺️

An Unexpected Alignment by cinnaelle

Midorima Shintarou does not expect such a reoccurring encounter. But the wheels of fate are turning and Akashi moves his shogi piece.

well-written i love it sm. deserves more praise

The Way You Come Undone by oshare_banchou

"Midorima Shintarou is completely silent during sex. And Kuroko, who is both fascinated and frustrated by this discovery, wonders just how much it would take to make him come undone." - Kuroko/Midorima, in that order

do i need to say more? 😫

Kikuro Recommendations

Careless Whisper by DarkWoods

When Kuroko is dared to come up with some dirty talk, no one expects him to be good at it. Certainly not Kise.

my favorite kikuro fanfic. flustered!kise & tease!kuroko

如果的事 (If) by stormterror

People fall in love in many different manners. Love feels like many different things to many people, but Kise Ryouta thinks there's nothing that quite beats the feeling of being in love with Kuroko Tetsuya. [kise/kuroko]

SO GOOD I CRIED I SMILED SO HARD. pls kikuro deserves the world

Wires, Connecting by Bakagami

It's like being blind but not, like touching air, grasping at straws, voices dissipating and reverberating.

This story is locked so you need to login into ao3 to read it. PHONE SEX & DIRTY TALK 🥵

He Promised by imabignerd

Kise promised he'd smile for Kuroko the whole way through, all the way to the end.

Zombie apocalypse AU. Death. sobbing violently.

It’s a Small World by SilentSilhouette

Kise tries to find his soulmate through social media. Soulmate AU where a picture of your soulmate is tweeted to you on your sixteenth birthday.

This one made me crackle & laugh😂😂

Murakuro Recommendations

No Such Thing as Too Much Vanilla by plumtrees

Kuroko and Murasakibara have baking days. What do you mean it isn't canon?

baking!boyfriends & fluff 😌😉

Vanilla Cream by yoimrei

Murasakibara eats Kurokos ass after something Ahomine says which sparks his jealousy.

here me out first, the ass eating in this is *chef’s kiss* 🤌🏽🤌🏽

Philia by DarkWoods

That time Murasakibara and Kuroko started kinda-sorta fake dating, and kinda-sorta never bothered to break up.

Still going & i love this writer sm. i read all their stories 😙✌🏽

Lavender Secrets by SailorHikarinoMu

Kuroko was the one to bring out his true love for basketball, which had been hidden from prying eyes since the beginning. It was one of those things he was unsure whether he should feel grateful for, but all the same, it did mean something. What this 'something' was, exactly? Murasakibara did not know. Not yet.

FLUFF AAA FLUFF

Rainy by overdose

Kuroko listened to the rain pouring, and more importantly, Murasakibara's steady breathing.

smut. couch sex. size difference. 🥴

BONUS

Hanamiya Makoto/Kuroko Tetsuya

Scotomas by Darkenedcrystal

After the game against Jabberwock, Kagami goes overseas and Kuroko finds himself without a light. A slightly angsty, rather light-hearted story about what happens to Kuroko after Kagami leaves. Features teens finding their way around life, Seirin without a light, the Generation of Miracles being a family, the teens finding love and appreciating the heartbreaks. Kuroko tries to find his own style without a light, and stumbles into the darkness that is Hanamiya Makoto instead. Extra chapter added!

love this fic so much. downside: akashi is kinda a dick

Of Unlikely Friendships, Sneaky Bets, Shogi and Sake by itsthechocopuff

Imayoshi had introduced his two favourite kouhai to each other as an experiment. He did not predict they'd get along so well, both being shadows, but they did, and they worked, oddly enough. Hanamiya brought out the worst in Kuroko, while Kuroko brought out the the best in the other; and they both caused heartattacks to unsuspecting teammates who could not believe their darling shadow was not as innocent as he seemed.

you wont regret reading this one omg

Haizaki Shougo/Kuroko Tetsuya

A Taste That Lingers by therealmoyashi

I couldn't say anything, and that was alright because he didn't want an answer. I'll never forget the way that tasted. Yeah, I thought, he ruined me.

i cried reading this for the first time. out of character kuroko

By the Tomatoes by Wayfarer_Rye

It starts with a blue-grey t-shirt that says "Nothing but Net".

Haizaki wants to try again.

#i am sorry i went overboard #knb fanfic #fic recs #kuroko no basket #kuroko tetsuya #kuroko’s basketball #kuroko no basquet #kagakuro #kagami taiga #kagami x kuroko #kuroko x kagami #aokuro #aomine daiki #aomine x kuroko #kikuro #kise ryouta #kise x kuroko #akashi seijuro #akakuro #akashi x kuroko #midokuro #murakuro #midorima shintarou #murasakibara atsushi #haizaki shougo #hanamiya makoto

[bloodycassian]

FIRE AND ICE PART THREE - THE END OF IT ALL

Cassian wasn't at the house when you flew back the next morning. Feyre met you in the dining room though, giving you an easy smile and offering you a cup of tea. You took it, hoping she didn't say anything about your puffy eyes. She kept it light, casual. You asked about her painting and summoning wings which she laughed and said "Both could use some work." 

Feyre was a constant that you appreciated. She was safe, and tolerable. Like how Mor was, but you felt like you could trust her more. Mor usually lost herself once a week at Ritas. You didn't want any secrets spilling out there by accident. 

"If you need me, you know I'm here." She said, tone more hushed and serious now. You could only manage a small shake of your head. You didn't have the heart to say you preferred to suffer in silence. The thought of her reaction made you smile. It put on a good enough show, she smiled back and you felt less guilty without saying anything. You made for your room, trying your best to lull the dull aching in your body from sobbing through the night. 

Azriel hadn't left your side the whole time. He didn't say anything besides shushing you when you began blaming yourself for everything falling apart. He had only given you a small wave when you took off together. He flew the opposite way, towards Illyria. You felt colder once he'd left. You didn't know why. You hoped you hadn't scared him off. 

You fell into bed with no grace, and were asleep quickly among the fluffy pillows and soft blankets. Cassian's scent lingered on the pillowed side he claimed when he slept there. You turned away from them, curling in on yourself on the opposite side.

+

Dinner with the entire inner circle the next night wasn’t going to be fun. 

You didnt talk to Cassian the entire day. You waited for your moment to strike at the dinner. And it made it all worth it just to see his face as you said what you’d been planning all night. “I’m leaving for Illyria in the morning.”

Azriel choked on his wine. Mor’s fork clattered to her plate loudly. Az's eyes were wide, and stared at you with worry. Rhys was calm, maybe a bit too much. You checked your mental shields to make sure he was kept out. They held strong.

“Seeing as I lack the proper training, I will be seeking it out at the war camps.” You then met Cassian’s wide eyes. His shocked stare made you smirk at him bitterly. 

“They will clip you.” Az’s voice was little more than a whisper. The thought of it had scared you, yes. But you figured if you were a good enough fighter for the three most powerful Illyrians in history, then you were good enough to take on the likes of Devlon. 

You said nothing to Azriel’s grim words. The tension in the room came to a head when Cassian shot out of his chair, knocking it backwards. “You will not.” He growled. Az’s shadows curled like thick smoke around him, and Rhys tensed. 

“Why shouldn’t she?” Feyre asked, eyes narrowing at Cassian. 

“She dosent know-” Cassian began dismissing.

“I know perfectly well what could happen.” You said with deadly calm. There was a long strained silence after your words. You could practically hear Cas’ teeth grind together.

“Leave us.” Cassian’s tone was an order. The room was deathly silent. He didn't break eye contact with you, just waited for the others to leave.

Mor glanced to Rhys. Feyre’s slight glare did not leave Cassian’s tensed shoulders. Rhys stood slowly, giving the group a gesture. They rose, Azriel last. Then Rhys winnowed them away. 

"If it makes you see me as strong I'll train with them."

"You'll be clipped the second you land." His words sent a thrill of terror through you.

"What do you propose instead? I will not stand by for your protecting."

"Just make this easy... please." He leaned against the table, exhausted with the fighting. "Dont go there. Even if it means.."

"If it means I can't be with you?" You interjected. The entire world seemed to still. You  stopped breathing. They seemed to echo through the dining space. The wind did not make the curtains bellow in the welcoming way they usually did. Your heart slammed in your chest, waiting for his reply.

It was a long wait. But finally - “So you’re leaving me?” He asked, voice rough.

“It seems you give me no other choice. You cant keep treating me like I’m your paper doll, Cassian.” 

The words stung more when they actually came out, instead of the reherals you’d done in your head. They made your throat go tight and your hands shake. You loved him. You knew that. He knew that. But you loved your independence from him more. 

“I just-” He held his head in his hands, his face going red. “I need you.” He sighed. 

“Then be with me!” You were reaching the end of your rope. Your ability to keep going through this with him was wearing thin. This dance of ‘I love you ‘ and ‘prove it’ was ending. You could feel it, as sure as winter was in the air. 

His shoulders shook. Then, you realized he was sobbing. You clamped down on the urge to comfort him. “If leaving you is going to keep you from going to that camp…” He regained his composure. When he finally looked at you again, his eyes were red. His voice shook, “Then at least give me a kiss goodbye.” His lips trembled as he said the words. 

The truth of the situation snapped into place. This was it. This was the only conclusion that would have been made, in the end. Your stomach twisted and flipped in all sorts of new ways. Seeing him so weak, so defeated like you’d never seen before made your mind spin. One of the strongest Illyrians ever was crying… over you. One of the best males you’d ever met was there crying… because you both knew the ending to your story together.

You couldn’t handle it anymore. The floodgates broke and you were sobbing, in his arms in an instant. 

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The next week went by incredibly slowly. You remained nearly catatonic the first two days. Only getting out of bed to use the bathroom. Feyre visited, tried to talk to you. But without you answering back, she went to reading at the couch next to the side of the bed. You turned away, trying not to stare at the pillows scattered on the opposite wall. All the ones Cassian had ever touched - anything that smelled remotely of him.

==========================

Mor finally forced you from bed. Getting up was much much harder than it sounded. She prodded you into getting dressed, and eventually got you down to the city streets for some ‘quality time with the real world’.

“Cassian will-” 

“Cassian isn’t here. It’s about you right now.” She flicked hair from her face. Your mind ran wild. Wasn’t here? 

“What do you mean?” 

“Rhys took him to the continent for some boy time. Az went too. My guess is so that Cassian can’t destroy any buildings in Velaris while he’s on his bender.”

Guilt was the last nail in the coffin. You stood in the middle of the busy sidewalk, not caring that other Fae bumped into you or gave you dirty looks. “I need to apologize..” You managed through the tightness in your throat. 

“No- no no no, hey.” She took your hand and started pulling you along again. You fought away the tears that stung your eyes. They were cool when you blinked them away, the cold nip in the air numbing your face enough so you didnt feel the corners of your eyes beading with the tears. 

“We are going to have fun. You’re coming to Rita’s with me.” She shimmied her hips as you followed her down the familiar alleyway. “Is this really a good idea?” You sighed, offering the door keeper a silver coin. The male nodded and gave you a wolfish grin as you passed him by. 

 Mor paused in the doorway and eyed up the lights, the dancers on stage. “This is a perfect idea. Trust me.”

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

You lost yourself in dancing and drinking. It felt so good to let go. Mor kept a watchful eye on you the entire night, but still had fun. She brought you drinks when you were nearly empty, keeping you fueled. 

You stumbled out close to dawn. Mor winnowed you to a nearby rooftop. You spun, your head swimming in alcohol. "Easy..." She steadied you, holding your arm tightly. You didnt know when your thoughts became your speaking voice, but she was replying to you. You blinked at her slowly, the buzz of the alcohol making you slow and sleepy. 

"This is all a mess. I love him, but Azriel just..." You ran your hands through your greasy hair. You couldnt remember the last time you'd bathed. Mor gave you a grim smile. "I know... I've had to make similar choices." She put a hand on your shoulder and squeezed slightly.

You didn't particularly want to think of her with the same male as you. Or the fact that Azriel had pined after her for so long. Or that she and Cassian definitely had a similar history. You hoped you didn't utter the words to her though. Mor was your friend.

"They are both special males. You need to make the right choice for you though." She pulled you down to the cold rooftop. You knocked your head a bit too hard on the ground, making her choke back a laugh. "It is your life that you decide. Not theirs, they will make their choices." Her hand squeezed yours reassuringly. The stars above shimmered and lulled you

You couldn't bear to speak with her pulling you apart with her words. With all the truth in the world hiding behind her eyes- buried in her soul. All the answers you knew you didn't want to know right now.

So you let yourself fall into the darkness that bordered the stars, drifting to sleep easily.

+ 

You avoided the Illyrian males as best you could when they returned. You spent most of your time either asleep in your room after drinking, sparring with Feyre or at Ritas. It was a cycle you grew very accustom to. It worked. It kept your mind off him. Off of the heartbreak.

Mor couldn't drink with you the next week. She had 'important business' in the Hewn city or something similar. So you walked to Rita's alone, sat at your usual table and watched the dancers. By your fourth drink you had joined them. You threw yourself into the delight of drink and merriment with strangers. Various hands caressed your body, the group writhed with you. A living being on the dancefloor, all moving together.

It made you feel whole again. You didn't have to think about Cassian's words, or how he thought you weak. Didnt have to think about the pain you caused him. The worries slipped away with each drink.

You were escorted to the street by a bouncer, along with a few other fae that had been a bit too rowdy. You couldn't hear what was said but it sounded something like 'go home'. You sat on the sidewalk, taking a moment for yourself.  The stars above were shrouded by a cover of fog. It would be a cold morning. You could feel it in your wings, the soft leather was raised with goosebumps. 

"I've been waiting for you." The voice was familiar, but it took you a moment to put your finger on it. Azriel. You grinned at him, wobbling when you took your eyes off the stars. His eyes seemed darker than usual, those shadows of his sluggishly crept around him. Around both of you, you realized when you felt them creep up your legs. 

"Why didn't you join me?" You slurred, shooing his tendrils of darkness off of you. They skittered back to his shoulders, wrapping over him like a coat. His face went a bit flushed at whatever they returned to him.

He held a hand out to you, offering to help you up. "Rita's isn't exactly my style." He grinned, hauling you to your feet with his scarred hands. They were remarkably soft, and warm. You hadn't expected the welcome heat from them against your chilled fingertips. 

"Then what is, shadowsinger?"

His gaze was long and full of questions. "I can show you another time. Let's get you back." He walked you to the middle of the street and took off with you gently, getting you used to flying again. He supported you the entire way, you knew you were drifting. He didn't say anything about it, just corrected and pointed to the landing when you were nearing. He landed first, and caught you when you nearly fell on your face from your rough landing. He couldn't hide the amusement. "Shut up." You shoved him slightly.

 "Do you want me to put you to bed?" He asked, not condescendingly like the words suggested. But genuinely. It made your heart stutter. You stammered - "Ah, no.. No I know where it is." You began walking that way.

"I hope so." He watched you go down the hall. Then, once he heard your door click shut (A bit too loud for normal) He took off again, into the night sky. 

#CASSIAN X READER #AZRIEL X READER #ACOTAR FIC #READER X CASSIAN #READER X AZRIEL #FIRE AND ICE FIC

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Do you mind writing about Enji who has a depressed s/o? They didnt have a good life and now are convinced that bc of their past hes gonna try to hurt them, but in reality he just wants to spoil and protect them. Thank you if you do!

Enji Todoroki x depressed s/o

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Enji Todoroki:

"What's wrong?"

Enji's voice brought you out of your thoughts.

"What?"you asked.

He looked up from his newspaper, his eyes studying you through his glasses. "What's wrong?"

"What? Nothing. Why do you ask?"you smile, raising your eyebrows at him.

"You've been inattentive. You have this distant look on your eyes. You're lost in your thoughts a lot. Your face often shows worry and sadness. And everytime I come near you, try to touch you or show you any form of affection, you flinch a bit. Something's wrong; ever since you came back from your hometown, you've been like this." Enji said, his gaze piercing through you.

You let out a nervous chuckle, "wow, I didn't know you're this observant. But that's expected from a top hero like you, I guess. Speaking of, how're things at work-" "Dont change the topic, (Y/n)."Enji cut you off.

He sighed, before taking off his glasses and moving towards your bed. In one swift movement, he picked you up and placed you in his lap. "E-Enji?!"

"Is it me? Did I do something wrong? Did I said something that's upset you? Please just talk to me."he said softly. You shook your head, your eyes focused on your lap. "No. You didn't do anything. Its...stupid really."you whispered, hoping he'd just drop this conversation.

Enji was insistent though. Lifting your chin up with his hand, he asked you "its okay. You can tell me. Come on." Sighing, you told him about your trip to your hometown. You had gone there to meet your cousin. While you were there, you saw another familiar face, someone who was not as amicable as your cousin. You were surprised to see him there at first, but once the initial shock wore off, you decided to leave, hoping he didn't notice you. Unfortunately, he did. He jogged up to you and said some things that brought back some unsavoury memories. He wanted to take you back to his place and repeat the past. And he almost did. Luckily, there was a hero patrolling the area and the man left before you could call the hero over.

"Did he hurt you?"Enji asked, his voice on the verge of anger but he kept calm for you. "No. Well, not this time. He...he's done things to me in the past. Painful things. And I was an... unwilling participant." You said, your voice quivering. With a small snifle, you continued, "he was not supposed to get out of jail this soon. He was supposed to leave that town. But then I saw him. And everything he did to me just came crashing back." Your eyes were struggling to hold the pool of tears it was filled with.

Enji rubbed your back with his big warm hand. With a heavy, wavering sigh, you told Enji about how you've been feeling. "Ever since I saw him that day, I- I've been feeling disgusted by myself. I feel filthy, ugly, all because of that man. I've scrubbed myself raw in the bath to get rid of his touch; but I can't." Tears had started flowing. "And I feel guilty. Undeserving. Of you. You- you've been so nice to me. You're so caring. And you've showered me in love. And I- I don't deserve that. Not when I'm so...used. and dirty. And inadequate. And weak. And-" you started sobbing, hiding your face in your hands.

"You're right."Enji said, suddenly. You looked at him, eyes leaking again. So he doesn't like me anymore. "I-I am sorry-" Enji cut you off. "You're right. It is stupid. Why would you think that you're worthless, tainted or dirty because of that piece of shit? Why would you think that you don't deserve love? You do. No one deserves to be loved more than you. You are the kindest soul out there. And my life's only worth living because of you." Enji wiped your tears away with the pad of his thumb. "After Rei, I didn't think I'd find love again. But then you came along. You pushed past my mistakes, my faults, and you loved me. You care for me. People like you are rare. But they are the very reason that heroes exist; to protect people like you. I cannot imagine a world without you. I'd be lost without you. You have opened your heart for me, and while doing so, you made a place in my heart as well, (Y/n)."

He felt bad that he didn't notice your condition sooner. How long have you been having thoughts like this? He regrets not talking to you about this earlier.

Enji leaned down and pressed his forehead against yours, his piercing blue eyes were looking into your eyes. "I will never view or think of you less. Never. I love you."

You closed your eyes, smiling as you replied, "I love you too, Enji".

Enji kissed you passionately before you pulled away. "Let's take a bath?"you asked him softly. Your lashes were still wet, and cheeks still flushed. You looked like an angel. His angel.

Enji nodded, before pressing a kiss to your cheek. He told you that he'll join you in a minute, he had to make a phone call.

You were preparing the bath for the two of you, blissfully unaware that Enji was planning to make your tormentor go through living hell. He'll make sure that scum gets punished for everything he's done. By the time Enji's done with him, that man will be begging for death.

You're his angel. And he has to protect you.

Requests are open!

#yandere endeavor #endeavour x reader #enji todoroki x reader #yandere enji todoroki #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha imagines #yandere mha #enji todoroki

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Little streamer AU prompts!

-Thinking they were all humans, either Wil or Phil bought tickets for them all to go to an amusement park....but Tommy’s too short to ride. Where does it go from there? Does Wilbur feel bad and sob out apologies? Does Tommy say it’s fine and that they can go without him, only to get kidnapped/lost? Does Tommy say f*ck it and try to sneak on with Tubbo? Your choice :)

-The bois at the arcade during the meetup. They try to cheat the games by having Tommy roll skeeballs into the best slot, or go inside machines to fix the game in their favor

-While Tubbo has Lani, and Phil has probably had like a borrower coworker or something, this is Wil’s first time heavily interacting with someone so small, and constantly watches the others and stays up at night googling how to best handle a borrower. Some of the suggestions he gets from online are way too formal and Tommy is confused as heck at where he’s getting these ideas. Like Wil you don’t have to wash your hands before picking me up if we’re RUNNING LATE C’MON LETS GO

-(the angst prompt) Tommy was so excited to meet others his size and during the meet up he doesn’t feel included or something, and he ahas a mental breakdown. Maybe he hides in a small space so the others can’t find/reach him

-If you don’t have plans for techno yet, maybe he’s also a tiny and thought he was the only one of any of his online friends, but the group FaceTimes him and he sees Tommy is small too but doesn’t make a big deal out of it, just a mentions it in the conversation at some point. Tommy feels instantly better. “Technoblade’s a bigger bad ass than any of you talk freaks!” “Techno was already the coolest, but none of you have a chance now.”

-Tommy wrestles with everyone’s hands

If you can’t tell I love this idea so much lol

-🦎anon

omg I love your ideas so much thank you and I’m so so sorry this post is so long I was gonna split it up but then I was motivated and got really excited (also pls forgive me for any spelling errors this is long and I didnt want to go back and edit it) :]

Little streamer au drabbles

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When Phil and Kristen had originally been planning out all the things they could do at the meet up they didn’t take into account the possibility that any of their friends might be well...tiny. So when the day came for the group to go to the amusement park and they were stopped by security at the first ride Phil knew the day wasn’t going to end well.

“Sorry sir,” the man said to Wilbur who currently had Tommy in his front pocket, “Tinies can’t go on the rides here, it’s too much liability for the park.”

Wilbur just stared at the man in mild confusion, “What if I hold him though, there’s no way anything could happen.”

The man just shrugged, “I don’t know it’s the park’s rules not mine so you can either stay out here with him or pass on rides for today.”

Wilbur looked down at the small teen in his pocket and could tell he was getting upset by the confrontation. Tommy’s shoulders drooped and he kept his eyes down as if to not show the others his disappointment.

“Its alright big man, go on I can stay down here,” Tommy whispered and patted Wilbur’s chest reassuringly. The attempt at comfort just made Wilbur’s frown grow.

“Hey it’s alright Will I’ll stay down here with Tommy,” Tubbo said, “I’m not the biggest fan of heights anyways.”

Wilbur reluctantly agreed and handed over the tiny to the other teen who walked over to one of the benches to wait for the others.

When Wilbur and Phil got off the roller coaster they panicked when they couldn’t find the two teens until they found Tubbo riding on a carousel horse with Tommy hanging off the pole.

Safe to say Wilbur didn’t let Tubbo take Tommy the rest of the day. (Sorry i didnt do angst for this one)

(More under the cut)

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Tommy was so excited to go to the arcade with his friends. When they got there though and Tommy saw all the prizes he could win he started to form a plan.

Tubbo of course would be the one to help him out though since he was the only one that was willing to let Tommy cause any chaos.

It started with small things like having him help them cheat on skeeball or hit targets with his hands on shooting games until they started to look for more ways to cheat.

For the final plan, Tubbo watched as Tommy climbed through the slot of a crane machine and tried to push a large bear toy into the hole.

When he saw the bear he thought Wilbur would like it and while Tubbo was usually opposed to crane games since it’s just a “waste of fucking money” he wasn’t necessarily opposed to helping Tommy get into the machine.

Everything was going fine until a woman with a child came over to the machine to play for themselves; immediately Tommy ducked down beneath the plushies so they wouldn’t get caught and Tubbo began to panic when he lost sight of the tiny.

It was at that moment that the rest of the group came over to Tubbo and asked where Tommy was.

“Uhhh hes in the bathroom,” Tubbo said nervously.

Phil tilted his head at the boy, “Uhuh...where is he Tubbo?”

“Ummmm so about that big man we uh-“

However, Tubbo was interrupted by his phone dinging and his face went pale as he read the text from Tommy.

-Pls get me out of here big man I can’t get this shit off me anymore-

“Uhhhh...oh fuck,” Tubbo muttered, “Um I have not the best news for you.”

“And what’s that?” Wilbur asked.

“Ummm do you have any coins on you?”

Phil looked at Tubbo with confusion, “Yeah, why do you ask mate?”

Tubbo turned back to the crane where the mother and daughter had left and laughed nervously, “well....ummm so by bathroom I kinda meant uh the crane machine? Yeah, Tommy’s in there.”

The adults immediately freaked out at the situation because what the fuck were the kids thinking. And when Tubbo told Wilbur they were just trying to get the teddybear for him cause Tommy thought he’d like it, he felt even more dread.

After almost an hour of Wilbur and Phil putting in money into the claw machine they finally got enough toys out of the way to see the tiny.

With one more try Tommy was able to grab onto the claw and let himself fall out of the machine. Wilbur immediately scooped him up to scold him for being a dumbass but when he saw that Tommy’s face was red and swollen he decided instead to just slip Tommy into his pocket to rest.

With the extra cheated tickets though they were able to buy Tommy a tiny plastic nerf gun from the arcade before they left.—————————————————————

Wilbur was surprised at how quickly Phil and Tubbo were okay with Tommy’s size. While Tubbo apparently had a tiny sister and Phil had had tiny friends before, Wilbur couldn’t recall ever actually interacting with someone so small expect for in passing.

He really cared about Tommy as both a friend and as a brother and he was so afraid of messing up with the teen. He didn’t want to hurt or offend Tommy in any way so of course he went to the best place to figure out what to do: wikihow.

The articles were strange for sure but anything to make Tommy feel more comfortable with him would be worth it.

So the next day when Tommy was supposed to be eating breakfast at Wilbur’s house and Wilbur wouldn’t pick him up to put him on the table he thought the taller man was just being a dick.

Then when Tommy asked him if he would pick him up Wilbur walked away from him to go to the bathroom instead of helping him.

After a minute the brunette man walked back and reached a hand down to lay besides Tommy. Tommy stepped onto his palm and expected him to pull him up towards him but when he didn’t he started to get really annoyed.

“Hey you can move what the fucks up witb you right now you’re being all weird and shit man,” Tommy grumbled.

“Huh? Oh I just...I was looking up some stuff about uh tinies and I thought maybe it would make you more comfortable?” Wilbur whispered with embarrassment.

“What?” Tommy laughed, “Why the fuck would you do that you were fine before I would tell you if I wasn’t comfortable big man you don’t have to worry about that.”

Wilbur felt his heart swell at the comfort and slowly lifted Tommy up to the table for them to eat together. It was still strange having someone so small around but Wilbur would get used to it for Tommy.—————————————————————

Tommy usually didn’t have any problems with having bigger people around. All his friends at home and his family were all humans so he knew he was overreacting about none of his online friends being tinies. But when they went out to dinner together and Phil, Tubbo, and Wilbur were all talking together while Tommy sat next to Wilbur’s cup something broke inside him.

The reason he loved streaming so much was that he thought he finally had met other people like him, but he guessed it was his own fault for never really checking.

As the three laughed loudly Tommy felt himself becoming more and more overwhelmed by the chaos in the restaurant. He couldn’t cry now though his friends were having fun, it would be a dick move for him to ruin the meet up for them just because he expected them to be tinies.

Throughout the meal and on the way home Tommy was mostly silent, he sat in Wilbur’s pocket as they arrived at the man’s apartment. Wilbur waved goodbye to Phil and Tubbo as he took Tommy inside.

Wilbur sat Tommy down on the counter as he changed and Tommy finally felt a few tears fall from his eyes. He heard the sound of a door opening and quickly hid behind a tea box so Wilbur wouldn’t see him in this state.

He started to shake as the tears kept coming while he heard Wilbur searching around for him.

“Tommy?” Wilbur called out but Tommy couldn’t even get a solid breath much less respond.

After a few moments Tommy felt the tea box he was hiding near shift as a large hand wrapped him up gently.

“Oh jeez Tommy are you okay?” Wilbur asked as he lifted Tommy to his eyes.

Tommy wiped his eyes and slowly nodded to Wilbur who looked heartbroken by the tears.

Wilbur sighed, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Tommy shook his head no and Wilbur gave the boy a sad smile.

“I’m sorry Tommy, we’ll talk about this later okay,” he whispered as he tucked Tommy up against his chest. He held the tiny until he heard soft snores replace the sobs and promised himself that whatever made him this sad would never happen again.—————————————————————

Techno had been tweeting at the rest of the sleepy boys since the start of the meetup. The American wished he had gotten to meet up with his friends but sadly because of covid there was no way to safely visit the UK, so instead they settled for FaceTiming one night so that Techno wouldn’t feel as left out.

Techno grabbed his specially made phone and anxiously waited for the call. When Phil’s contact showed up Techno opened it immediately and was greeted by the familiar blonde human’s face along with Tubbo in the corner.

“Hey Techno!” Phil smiled as Tubbo waved aggressively.

Techno smiled and waved back, “Hullo.”

After a little bit of shuffling Wilbur appeared on the screen with something cupped in his hands.

“What you got there Will?” Techno asked with an amused expression.

“It’s me bitch! Ayyy Techno,” a loud and annoying but familiar voice yelled form the taller man’s hands.

“Oh hey Tommy,” Techno laughed, but besides that there was almost no reaction to Tommy’s height.

“That’s it? No big ‘wow you’re small’ or like ‘poggers’ or anything?” Tommy asked.

Techno hummed in response, “Nah why would I care your nothing special cause you’re small.”

Tommy huffed and crossed his arms at Techno, “I’m not special bitch? I’m the only tiny here I’m amazing!”

A small chuckle left Techno as he realized the situation.

“And why are you so sure you’re the only one huh?”

Tommy blinked wide eyed at Techno before a wide grin spread across his face.

“Wait you’re small too?” Phil asked.

Techno nodded to his friends who all had different ranges of shock on their faces.

“Oh fuck yeah!” Tommy screeched causing everyone to laugh.

“See I knew this is why you were so much cooler than these bitches were alpha men you see,” Tommy laughed.

“Yeah,” Techno smiled, “I’m sure that’s why.”

The rest of the call was calmer however Tommy continued to insist that Techno and him were much cooler than the rest of the them. —————————————————————

The first time Tommy had been grabbed to try to get him to calm down or stay still it had been by Phil when he was trying to cook breakfast and Tommy kept getting too close to the stove top. Phil placed his hand over Tommy to keep him still when he felt the kid latch onto his pointer finger and try to pull it away.

“Ay what are you doing mate?” Phil laughed as the tiny continued to struggle with his finger.

“I’m wrestling you big man can’t you tell, and I’m fucking winning!” Tommy grinned.

Phil chuckled at the kid before flipping him over with his thumb.

“Yup you’re winning sure,” he said slyly.

When Wilbur and Tubbo walked in to Phil trying to pin down Tommy with his fingers while the small boy laughed and pushed them away as much as he could they had no fucking clue what was going on.

#🦎 anon #mcyt gt #mcyt g/t #little streamer au #t!tommy #g!wilbur #g!tubbo #g!philza #t!techno #corywrites

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Two in one! (tanjiro x fem!reader)

(a/n) hi! so this is literally just an edited version of My Dr backstory in my Demon slayer dr so I'm very sorry if thats not your cup of tea or if this is to filled with drama lol, I'm a very dramatic and just generally angsty person. 

italics are memories. 

Warnings: bad writing, language, angst, crying, blood, memory loss, drama, made up magic for my own convenience, demons obvi, fluff, marriage talk, supernatural stuff, female reader, Hashira reader, incorrect spelling, ooc Tanjro (even thought this is what he is like in my Dr), Fem!reader

Reader pronouns: she/her

Word count: 2k

Both slayers are siting on the porch of a safe house after a hard fight.

Zenitsu, and Inosuke are inside healing and sleeping soundly.

It was 2 a.m, raining lightly.

"What's your sob story?" y/n questions.

"huh?" he turns to look at her face

"Why did you become a demon slayer I mean, everyone has a sad backstory."

"Oh, my family was killed by a demon. Nezuko was the only survivor, sort of. You know, cause she's an-uh demon." he rubbed his neck sheepishly.

"oh." she recognized him the second they made eye contact three days ago. this is exactly what she wanted to avoid. Him suffering because of her.

She should have taken him more seriously.

Damn it.

"What about you?" the sightly awkward silence was getting to him.

"I-uh-'ve been training to be a demon slayer since I was 10,"

"Family traditions and stuff, I didn't really take it seriously until final selection and even then I still underestimated demons-"

Maybe that's why she reeked of Heartbreak? he didn't smell it when he was in another room. only when he was around. did he remind her of someone?

That still leaves so many questions, why does she smell familiar? Why does she have a demon hiding in her honeysuckle scent? Why does she smell like him?

Even when they first saw each other she faintly smelled of him.

"Why do you smell like heartbreak"

That caught her off guard, huh guess he can smell trauma and emotions now.

Sighing she saw no point in lying.

"I was in love with a boy before all of this. We were best friends, I even snuck away from training to see him"

"It was going great, we were supposed to have a family, get married. As stated earlier though I didnt take my "job" seriously, after realizing what danger I was putting him in I-"

another sigh.

"I told him I was betrothed and couldn't see him again. I thought I was keeping him safe."

A laugh forced its way through her lips, (h/c) hair falling in her eyes, clinging to the new tears.

"then I ran into Kibutsuji. my dumbass didn't even know I had killed one of his top 3."

"What did he do?"

"Went after my ex-lovers family, killed them all except sister, Instead of killing her he turned her."

"what happened to him?" Tanjiro felt an odd similarity to his own past in her story.

"He forgot me, Muzan used ancient magic to make him forget me."

"That still doesn't tell me why you smell of a demon, *gasp* are you one secretly?"

"No, I used the same magic to turn me to a human after I got blood in a wound. It only worked because I hadn't eaten anyone yet and even then it only semi-worked"

He tilted his head in question, maybe this means how to turn Nezuko back!

"I heal like a demon and still have the benefits, not quite sure I can die which is a minus"

Her hands rested on her knees.

"How's that bad?"

"if you don't mind me asking" he saved it in fear he had overstepped.

"I have to watch anyone I meet die and before you ask, unless you know what demon attacked Nezuko and have its blood I can't help."

"oh, ill talk to her later I guess." he stated pushing himself off the ground.

"We should probably get some sleep."

"I'll be in soon." y/n assured him.

Nezuko huffed already cursing the evil being who caused her brothers happy ending to be ruined.

Once he was inside y/n spoke "You can come out now."

Nezuko steps out of her prickly bush.

The young demon slayer giggles.

"At least you remember me" y/n says embracing her

Nezuko simply nuzzled closer in response.

"God I hate demons-exsept you of course Nezuko I love you as both a human and a demon"

The pink eyed demon already drifting asleep, looked up at y/n to put one more thought into her mind.

'if you have the magic to give him his memories back why won't you?'

Y/n inhaled.

"I am the reason his family died. As kind as he is he could never forgive me for that, I ruined my chances of a life with him the second I failed to protect him."

*

*

"lets just get married alreaddddy" The girl whined clinging to his side tighter as he tried to walk away "y/n, we aren't even of age yet. I have to take care of my siblings and your have your secret job you won't even tell me about" he was gripping her arms now actively trying to shove her off.

"But tanjiroooo-"

"no buts" he finally pried her arms off. "I'll see you once you're done with your mysterious ritual"

"ITS NOT A RITUAL!" she shouted as he left.

*

*

"I'm betrothed."

"what?" it felt as though a stake had pierced his heart. like he was a vampire and garlic had just been shoved down his throat.

"I'm sorry, I don't think we will be able to see each other again" as much as the Meer idea of being permanently separated broke both of them to tiny pieces she must do everything she can to keep him safe.

She just...wasn't safe anymore, she had killed demons, people you name it, its blood was on her hands.

"but I love you y/n you can't do this... not to me. no-not to us?"

"there can't be an us anymore Tanjiro, it was foolish of us to think it would work out. you deserve better than me, you deserve someone who is just as kind as you"

"don't you get it!?!? I don't want anyone but you!"

"I-im sorry tanjiro."

She took off. leaving him crying under a cherry tree that would normally be considered elegant, but now it seemed droopy and blue.

*

*

Maybe. just maybe if she had protected him by not running away things would be fine. he wouldn't look at her and see a unfamiliar face.

"you wouldn't even be a demon slayer if we had just never met." tears were flowing again, her skin wetting.

The poor black and maroon haired boy was more confused than before, coming back to a crying y/n thinking aloud 'you wouldn't be a demon slayer if we hadn't met' who the hell is she talking about? since when was Nezuko so close with her?

he heard her whisper one thing to his sleeping sister before he ran to his room seeing her get up, not wanting to be caught.

"your family would still be here if it weren't for me, I'm so so sorry Nez"

The nickname triggered a brief vision.

*

*

"Nez get away from the sharp rock! you could cut your kimono!"

All he could see from his angle on the grass was a light blue kimono flowing In the wind seemingly belonging to the person chasing his little sister. It felt so warm. Not uncomfortably warm but the warm you feel when you kiss your lover or receive praise from your mother, but the vision ends just as quickly as it began.

*

Later that night

Tanjiro pov ig?

*

"-where are you?" Tanjiro was trying to sound serious but his chuckle gave him away.

"over here love"

i could see myself running down the mountain towards the voice.

'What in the world?'

I ran after him, or me? goodness this is confusing.

"I caught you!" Tanjiro shouted, running up to the young girl I don't exactly recognize. Is this some messed up fantasy of mine? about somebody I don't even know?

"well I wasn't running away or anything" she giggled leaning onto my shoulder, gazing into my eyes. they weren't like mine now, they held no pain.

I can see her now. she looks like y/n-, she has the same angelic (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes sparkling, gaze filled with love.

'God Tanjiro you just met her don't be a creep.'

"Did Nezuko give you this?" he sat on the blanket next to her.

'thats nezukos signature but I've never seen that blanket'

"she said she made it just for me, a way of thanking me'"

"what was she thanking you for?"

"putting a smile on your face." they inched closer together until their lips met in the middle.

*

Gasping tanjiro clutched his chest.

Confusion again flooding his senses, overwhelming him.

He didn't see his family in his dreams, he saw a complete stranger. not even somebody he could call a friend showed up in his dream. kissing him. Considering that she was at the center of all his confusion he was seriously considering running to her room. But he quickly reconsidered and decided going to sleep was obviously the best option.

Y/n on the other hand was suffering through her usual nightmare.

*

"no...no....no...no..I-didnt mean to-"

"but you did"

"our blood is on your hands'

"you killed us"

she collapsed onto the ground, knees buckling.

she couldn't handle it again, she was falling apart. not even her fellows hashiras knew what was troubling the girl. to be fair how were they supposed to? she had been that for as long as they had known her unfortunate soul.

"was breaking my heart not enough?"

she lifted her gaze to see his shaky form, towering over her he continued.

"you had to kill them?"

"you choose them over me? over our happy ending? I thought we were each others forever y/n?"

*

it was black again.

she woke up similar to him but she wasn't caught off guard by the nightmare, the tragedy that was the demon attack on tanjiros family played in her head maybe more than it did in his.

She vividly remembered How her body shook with sobs as she was too late to do anything, to late to save them. She killed them. she thought he had been viciously devoured by his own sister as she had seen too many times to be considered uncommon. But Nezuko didn't eat him, she seemed as human as a demon could be.

*

Later

*

y/n sits on her bed. contemplating if it worth the trouble to wake Nezuko up for company.

while a very reckless idea it didn't seem terrible in the moment. gathering her blanket she treaded to tanjiro and nezukos room. her shoeless feet making her silent as a mouse except for the occasional squeaky board.

cracking the door she stalked inside the room towards Nezuko in the back corner.

"nez, do you want to go outside to catch fireflies?" how Nezuko managed to hear the question in her sleepy state was beyond both of them.

they both managed to tread to the glowing garden at the front of the property. the fireflies seemed to be dancing with blue butterflies. Nezuko dropped her hand giggling after the creatures.

"come back nez!" The Hashira shouted after her. Trying and failing to hold in her overflowing laughter.

*

"Nezuko you can't keep running away from me, its hide-and-seek not tag!"

"I have to hide again tanjiro will find me!"

"hes not even the seeker what do you mean!" the (h/c) haired girl chased after her even more as Nezuko once again sped up her movements.

"boo!"

Tanjiro jumped out from behind a tree tackling his dear sister to the ground tumbling down the mountain due to the sudden force. The snow clinging to both of the kamados faces.

eyes squeezed shut, y/n was on her knees too amused to notice just how far they were tumbling.

"TREE TREEEEEEE" y/n snapped out of her giggle fit hearing nezukos concerned squeals. 

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"if you hadn't taken me out and played the game right we wouldn't have hit that tree" Nezuko grumbled adjusting the wet rag on her head applying pressure to the bleeding gash on her head.

"Im sorry, I got hurt too you know." he rubbed his stomach as he had been hit in his middle body being forced to hug the tree, Nezuko had fallen backwards into the tree, still dazed from when they lost each other 7 feet away from the tree.

"can you stop stressing, what's done is done just let me make sure you don't need stitches."

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when i was in high school someone hacked into the school system and stole everyones social security numbers. for a few days no one knew who did it but the kid finally outed himself by going up to popular guys and saying “hey if you suck my dick i’ll give you your social security number back” I dont think he understood that as a high schooler, he really couldn’t do a lot with the social security numbers. i also don’t think he understood that by obtaining the social security numbers, he didn’t steal them completely from everyone. he just knew them. so anyways the entire high school was in disarray. we had no idea why our social security numbers are important we just know they are and some guy is demanding sexual favors to not use them. idk why i’m telling u this but i guess u should know. anways the school finally figured out who did it and realized who the kid was and he got in trouble whatever. but come to find out, the computer he used was from the ditzy math teacher. i had her in class and she would always make mistakes. kind of embarrassing for her but i’m a huge nerd so she’d be like “hey can you solve this problem for me?” and i’d be like all u had to do was ask baby so id solve the problem and teach the class math. well come to find out she just didn’t want to teach. she could do it but would sit at her computer and try to find sugar daddies. we found this out because one day I needed the projector for class (i was the new teacher at this point. a shy but math loving 16 year old girl teaching the class precalculus. it was my civic duty and my friends would call me miss (my last name) so it was kind of fun. i could be late and the teacher wouldn’t do anything. i taught class and if she tried to get on to me i’d be like well you teach today then. i think she was also afraid that i would tell on her because i was the one teaching so maybe i should have used that more to my advantage but i digress) and she turned it on and we found out she was on a website called findasugardaddy.com. the who class was in an uproar and she shortly after she moved away to montana to live on a weed farm with her new sugar daddy. anyways after that we got a new teacher who actually taught class and she was sweet. I had her for ap calculus the next year and she gave me a 114% in the class which boosted my gpa up to a 4.4 and I graduated 4th in my class so I guess it was all worth it in the end. idk why you need to to know all of this maybe I should stop now :/ but anyways shortly after we got a new pre calc teacher I went insane and some guy made a replica of me from gumdrops and toothpicks. it was so scary and he wrote me a note and said “you were a great precal teacher. i made this for you because you’re so cute” in the midst of my mental health problems i didn’t know how to act so I made eye contact with him and I guess he was hoping that I would come over and talk but I got up and threw the thing in the trash and he started to cry :/ his friend was like hey he wants your number and i was like i don’t have a phone which was a lie but I didnt care. he started to stalk me after that (i know this because one of my friends over heard him say “i’m going to follow her every where until she talks to me” and then I started to see him everywhere) and my best friend at the time (we aren’t friends anymore because she told everyone she was going to unalive herself because i started dating someone :/ ) went up to the guy and was like if you don’t leave her alone i’ll rip your balls off. turns out the guy wanted me to go to church with him but i don’t believe in god so my friend gave him another message saying if he didn’t leave me alone we would pray to satan he’d get his balls ripped off. kind of extreme I guess but it worked so whatever! anyways i’ve typed it all out so i guess i’ll send it. u can delete it if u want but that’s my sophomore year high school drama! i guess in sum the american school system gave me a mental break down but now i know i can teach at least pre calculus

I CANT DECIDE IF IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU WENT TO SCHOOL IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE OR IN A NETFLIX ORIGINAL HOLY COW

[marvel-m-lee]

Naughty Words

Warnings: tickle fic, emotions

Words: (I'm more sure, around 1000-1500)

Summary/Prompt: So an idea for a prompt could be that the reader changes a word on Steves phone to a "bad" word. So whenever he tries to write a certain word the phone automatically changes it to "fuck" or something similar. And then the reader and the others will be like "language". Steve gets extremely frustrated until he figures it out:)

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It was another normal day at the compound. You were bored because all the other avengers were training and Peter was at school until evenings time.

You were just sitting on the couch when you began to think to yourself. You could go annoy Tony, but you weren't sure if he was asleep. Pepper would usually force him to sleep when he couldn't so you really didnt want to disturb that. You could go train but Steve explained you were too young to be an avenger yet. OkAy StEve, (y/a) isnt old enough, WhAteVer! (I got ur back)

That's when the best idea popped into your head. An idea better than any other on the planet. Perhaps you were the smartest human on earth, smarter than Stark, perhaps even the smartest living lifefo!-

"That is a stupid idea y/n" Wanna laughed. She must had only just entered because you hadn't beard her before.

You jumped up and watched her at the counter with your elbows resting on the couch top and your head resting in your hands acting cheeky.

"Wanda! It's a great idea!" You protested. "What's gonna happen? Hmm?"

Wanda began to walk over to you and looked sideways. She brought her hand to her chin to think. You knew she was acting silly but you weren'tsure what she was up to.

"Hmm, I dunno. Maybe.." She then grabbed your hips and began to squeeze them, "Tickle you!?"

You squealed and bucked, tossing and turning on the couch, wanda now had started tickling your sides and giggling with your contagious laughter.

She then stopped and smiled at your giggling self curled into the couch. She ruffled your hair, "little prankster, have fun" she then left as you recovered from her attach as not to be attacked herself.

You didn't mind the tickles, but this prank was worth so much more.

Time had passed and you were just outside Steve's room. You entered quietly, he and the other avengers other than Wanda and Tony seemed to be training so the coast was clear. You slipped inside and looked around.

"This old man's got no taste" obvious in the nicest way possible.

You looked around and saw his phone charging by his bedside table. "Jackpot" you whispered and woddled over to it. You grabbed it and switched it on. Tony had brought him one from the 21th century, finally.

Annoyingly he now had a password now. Luckily, like all old men, it was either Password or his birthday. Or just the same password for everything.

You knew the plan, sneak in, get his phone, and change 'No' with auto correction to "FUCK YES BABY" Because, Swear words, yes, and let's all be honest Steve would never say this unless he was drunk, WHICH COULDN'T EVEN HAPPEN ANYMORE!

Once completed you snucked back out and left to your room to read a book.

More time passed, and finally the team were going to start dinner. Rather than calling everyone and disrupting them Steve decide to text everyone. Peter was also here by now, he had finished school a while ago and you both were sat in his bedroom playing video games.

Old Man Steve: So who wants what for

tea?

Metal arm: Idm

Bank💸: I'm in the shop, wont be

there.

Best mom: No Tony, we're eating dinner

with everyone. Y/n and Peter can choose

You and Peter both picked up your phones after pausing the game, both curious of the buzz after buzz's.

Old Man Steve: @Y/n🍃🌷💸 and

@spiderlings😟🕷, what do you want for

dinner?

Spiderlings😟🕷: 🍕?

You watched your phone as everyone texted, about to ask about what you should eat, but suddenly you remembered the little prank you decided to play on Steve. You knew that we had no pizza left, you and Loki had eaten it the night before when everyone was busy instead of cooking.

Old Man Steve: FUCK YES BABY, sorry Y/n

and Loki ate the last of it.

That's when both Peter and you heard Tony's laughter from his lab.

Bank💸: Languaage cap!

Metal arm: Steve??

Old Man Steve: what, FUCK YES BABY- I

didn't text that.

You: Language cap!

Badass🕷Spider: Language Steve, it's a bad

example to the kids

Old Man Steve: FUCK YES BABY, FUCK

YES BABY! How do I work this?

You and Peter then heard someone walking down the halls and to neither of your surprises Steve opened the door.

"Y/n, Peter, could one of you help me with this?"

Peter was about to answer but you quickly butted in, "oh, we don't know how to. It's too hard" you gave Peter a look.

Peter's face went from confusion to fear and smug. "Sorry Mr Roger's, this is out of my hands"

Steve grunted but smiled, he left to go to see if Tony would help him. Quickly you both tested Tony and explained the situation, everyone heard Steve grunt and leave the lab to go get dinner started.

Bank💸: you guys are fucked once he finds out yk?

Both Peter and you laughed, knowing fully well you'd be wrecked sooner or later, but you couldn't be bothered as of the moment. VIDEO GAMES AWAIT!

Half an hour had passed now and you were getting hungry, so you texted Steve to ask if food was ready, once again the same situation happened. And once more, everyone corrected him on his very inappropriate language.

It was a running gag, whenever one of you swore, Steve would correct you. 20th century shit, and him being a cinnamon bun turned steroids. Now you could have your revenge.

Finally though, food was ready. Peter and you left the room laughing and joking, you were annoying him about a headshot you had got on him but he bragged about more kills so it was practically even.

Everyone was getting to the table as Wanda and Steve set up plates, utensils, and food.

You sat next to Peter and Tony, Tony next to Pepper, next to Pepper was Sam, then Bucky, Steve, Wanda, Vision, Nat, Clint, Bruce and finally back to the Spiderling. Everyone else was busy, Thor and Loki were going to come the next week anyway, they were in Asgard again.

Everyone ate their meals, laughing and talking with one another, you sat directly across from Steve and saw him trying to stop Bucky from throwing his plate at Sam.

Tony leaned in next to you, whispering, "So you did the whole text situation?" He chuckled slightly as you nodded, smirking.

"Why?" Tony asked, he was curious because he knew you enjoyed pranking everyone, but he also knew you wouldn't do this to Steve without a reason. And in all fairness, you just wanted to spend time with Steve- and poke fun at his language- but mainly spend time with him. He had been on missions, work, training, and seemed busy with his life. You just felt as though he was drifting from you.

You shrugged at Tony's question, placing some food in your mouth. Tony poked your side, he didnt need you to answer but he didnt want Steve to have all the fun once this was over.

You squeaked and then squealed once he started squashing the skin on your side, everyone looked to see your adorable face slowly turn red from embarrassment.

"Arent they adorable?" Steve teased. You giggled and finally shoved Tony's hand off you, you looked at steve with a wobbly smile and asked about his language today.

"So Steve, what was up with your texting today?"

Nat swallowed her food and pointed a fork at Steve, "yeah Steve, it was a really inappropriate word"

In all fairness the team knew you both said fuck a lot. You usually would say after a rare mission you got to go on or when there were food in the fridge. "FUCK YEAH" or "FUCK YEAH BABY", probably from deadpool- though luckily for you, Steve was not a genius. Smart, yeah, genius. No. But you began to see the clocks turn in his head as he looked over the table at everyone.

After a while of winding up Steve, you all continued as usual. You were chatting to Peter and explaining how awesome you were at a game to Tony, luckily- well not for you- you hadn't noticed Wanda and Strve watching you as she whispered in his ear.

"Steve, y/n did it earlier, while you were training"

"What?"

"The whole 'no' situation, she wanted to prank you. She misses the time you spend together"

Steve turned to Wanda with both a confused face yet all understanding. Only now had he realised how little time he'd spent with you over the past few weeks. He felt bad but also a little mad at your little prank. But he smiled at Wanda, one filled with hope and- no he smirked. I wont sugar coat it. You were done.

Quickly Steve pushed out his chair, as loud as he could and took in a deep breath causing everyone to go silent and watch him. He then casually looked up and got to his feet. Everyone was almost finished by now, Buck, Steve, Clint, and even you had finished.

"Y/n, I need your help"

You watched him, confused. But suddenly seeing as smirk and losing all your cool as you looked to Wanda with a helpless face. Steve walked around the table and bent down to your height on the chair, whipped out his phone and asked you to help.

You stuttered, but once more explained you had no clue.

"Really? Stark, Peter, how about you?" The old man looked at the tech genius's. Neither spoke up.

"You're on your own kid"

Steve smirked and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder slightly as you had just finished eating. Well a few minutes ago but still.

"S-Steve! Steve I didnt dohoho anything." As any normal response you began to nervously laugh, knowing fully well what would come of this. But you wanted it. You missed it. You missed Steve.

"All I need is for you to help me, can you? Or do I gave to make you?"

Steve had now flung you onto the couch as most watched and others continued their conversations.

"Steve I- i told you i have no clu-" suddenly ten fingers found your sides and began to run up and down them causing you to giggle and yelp.

"Nahaha! Steve! Steve!!"

His fingers traveled to your ribs, pinching and squeezing each one, pretending to nawh on them. He didn't start easy, no. He knew you needed this as much as he did.

"Mm, that was a great dinner, but I wonder what's for dessert?" He asked, gnawing on your ribs and squeezing your hips making you buck and squeal.

"STEVEEEEE!!!" you were almost histerical when he reached your pits, scratching at the hollows inside, making you giggle and scream, beg and brawl. It was truly adorable to watch the two of you.

"Tickle tickle y/n, aww do you want to help me now?" Steve taunted. You stood strong though, you wanted to win. Well maybe you didnt, maybe you just wanted this to last longer. You werent sure.

"NOHOHO WAY OLD MAHAN!" You bucked and squealed, blush covering your face. You truly didnt think it would get worse but oh God, Steve hadn't ripped out the fruits yet. And just for your sas. Ah, you were wrecked.

"Okay smart ass"

"LAHANGUAGE!"

"That's it." Steve lifted your shot and placed his mouth right above your belly button. Now you were beyond hysterical, you knew what would happen and wouldn't be able to handle it, Steve gave some of the best- WORSE. DEFINITELY WORST. Raspberries around.

"NAH! NAHAH! STEVE STEVE IM SOHOHORRYYYY! I'LL HELP! I'LL HELP!" you squeaked and bucked, trying to escape, those at the table laughed at your helpless, blushing body and Steve's incredible stubbornness. So mean. So very very mean. Mean.

"Ah I'm glad you'll help" Steve lifted his head and lessened his grip on your hips, not fully though, as a millisecond later he blew a big, wet, raspberry directly on your belly button, sending vibrations to your core and back.

You jolted and screeched, pushing at his head as he blew more and more with tiny tickle kisses around your stomach.

After a while he stopped and patted your head as you balled up into the couch, drowning in giggles, laughter and ghostly tickles.

Steve handed you his phone and you quickly changed the words back as they were, disappointed but happy that you spent time with Steve again. You missed your bond, even the tickles.

Steve kissed your forehead and turned on the tv, spongebob. A favourite of both of yours, cuddling together as everupmr rose finished and put away the dishes. You slowly fell asleep on Steve's lap, hally knowing you've got your captain back.

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Writers note.

Hey, sorry this was- well shit I'm not sugar coating it. It was also awkward because I cant eat to great now and the cuteness was sickening. Thank you for the prompt though! This was definitely a favourite, thank you! Apologies again :)

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[slutfor-fictionalmen]

Seasoned

Ban X Punk! POC! Plus sized! reader

“Really ban? That’s the fourth time you’re making us stop, these stops are making this trip far more tedious than needed!” she looks at him with pure irritation. She places one hand on her hip and the other massaging her  temples. ”Look, I get it, you wanna stop and see this town, i know you can’t help it! But could you let us get to our fucking destination WITHIN the time we need to be there?”

He smirks and looks back, “Why put up this front that you hate this extra time with me Y/n? You know you love going with me.” He stops and turns fully around, “but if you want you can lead the way so i can see the view~”

She scoffs and continues following his path. “I get you like to objectify women, I guess you see that as some hobby, and maybe the whores you’ve fucked have let you, but I won't. Yes you WILL go my direction but i’ll be damned if i let you ogle at my ass while you do it. So get your head out of the gutter,” she slaps the back of his head, “and stay on the road perv.” 

He rubs the back of his head and sighs “you know i could kill you, so easily, but for some reason you still boss me around! It’s like you don't care that I'm a powerful being….. Do you?” She chuckles and shakes her head, ignoring his comment. 

It took her a while to get over that fact when coming into this group. And it took her a while to get comfortable. She has had to put up with hate, told that if she fixed her attitude and lost some weight she'd be a golden goddess. But she didn't care, she never did, she left that small minded town and all the skinny judgmental bitches with it. She had become accustomed to a life alone on the road. She had actually met the group through ban, going to one of the few tattoo and piercing parlors, to get her nose pierced she ran into a 6’8”(210cm) man leaving with a small tattoo. He decided to chat her up despite her bitter demeanor. He was one of the few people to find out just how sweet she actually is.

He brought her back to the group with little to know fight from the others, all of them welcoming her into their group and traveling with her in their pack. And the rest is history. But all of them were afraid to hurt her, except for ban. The only thing he has been trying to do was get in her pants with stupid lines, making you realize, that he’s never had to work hard for a girl that didnt drop to her knees for him. Everyone said that it was a good thing, it meant that would be humbled, and she would get more confident. But little did they know, she was falling for him to. And this little errand they sent them both on wasn’t helping that. She never wanted to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he won her over.

She was pulled out of her thoughts by the next road sign, “It’s this next town up here, i can go in and get what they need if you want to wander around.” She pulls out her wallet and checks to see if she has enough. 

He takes her wallet and looks at her with a smirk,“You see, i’m not going to let a beautiful girl-” “woman you mean” “sorry, a beautiful woman such as yourself to walk into town alone, and besides, i have the money now.” He looks as if daring her to fight back but she analyzes the situation and decides it best to have a cavalry in a town like this. “Fine, but we get what we need and get out.”

Surprisingly, he does as he’s told, a quick in-and-out shopping trip coming out with only what was needed(and a few trinkets he swiped from the guy who ripped you off in prices). And they were one town away to where they stopped to rest for a few days.

Ban hasn’t stopped talking since they left the town causing her to block him out while he said, “You know, I fell in love with you…..when we first met, when i saw you getting your nose piercing, i had never seen a girl get any sort of piercing, not until i saw you, i thought you were badass, and hot. But i know  you don’t like me, i mean, why would a girl like you like me? I’m scarred up and damaged. I’m not worth it  and I know you probably think the same. But i can't help but think how our kids would look, what would happen when this is all over and we could settle down, how pretty you would look if I made you mine. I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable but i had to say it, i couldn't keep it in anymore. I love you, Y/N.”

Y/N stopped walking and processed what he just said, replaying the whole thing in her mind, she didn't say anything until he started to defend what he said, trying to take it back. “You WHAT? I mean firstly, you shouldn’t assume a woman want’s kids simply because she can HAVE kids but  that’s a nice thought. I won’t lie, I find you attractive and sweet, I mean you introduced me and my lifelong friends, you made my life so much better and i do often wonder how your abs feel- but don’t talk about yourself like that! You are not damaged, you are seasoned. You’re a person with a history, you’re not bland and boring, you are colorful and interesting. You are wonderful and I would be lucky to be with you.”

He blinked multiple times only to smirk and walk towards her, “You wondered how my abs feel?” he laughed while he wrapped his arms around her looking into her eyes. “Can i kiss you Y/N, or is that too soon?” She grabbed the back of his neck and gently pressed her lips to his, only stopping to hug him.

“If you try to pull some slick shit before I give you consent, I'll beat your ass. That being said, I feel the same as you do ban.”

She looks into the pond next to them and fixes her edges and hair, wanting to look presentable before heading back to the group. “Now come on, we have to get back before the sun fully sets!”

Ban watches her speed walk back to the group, smiling for the first time in a while.

this is for @lustfuldevils very own squishy, i’ve owed you this for a while, i admire you love!!! thank you for everything!

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