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slasherlouvre · 2 years

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bestie i was reading some of your lester rambles and....i NEED to request overstimulated bottom lester x top reader (who normally doesn't top but sometimes gets super overwhelmed with wanting to make him feel good & cry etc??) 🙈

I've been frothing at the mouth to find an excuse to write smth like this, so ty for your service, anon 🤝

Darlin' Boy

(bottom/sub! Lester Sinclair x top/dom! gn! Reader) 18+

LOOK AT HIS SMILE I'M SCREECHING ↑ !!

"(Y-Y/n)"

"Shh", you urge, as you continue to kiss the expanse of his neck, "-just want to make you feel good right now"

You have him pinned beneath you on the bed; one of your knees situated between his thighs to keep them apart, and both of your hands greedily running against his skin- enjoying the way his overworked body occasionally jumps at your arousing touch.

You pay special attention to the pretty moles adorning him; softly capturing them between your teeth to hear your lovely Lester moan before soothing them over with your tongue, and yet another kiss.

In all honesty, you prefer letting Lester take the lead; he's a switch at heart, but you've never been very dominant in a sexual setting anyway, and Lester always manages to make you feel so special and loved even when feverishly imprinting the shape of his cock into your overwhelmed walls.

So on the occasional instances you get a sudden and fervent need to top him and remind him of just how much you adore him, he's more than thrilled; entirely powerless to resist you- not that he'd actually want to resist you, of course.

- ♡ -

In all honesty, your mind hadn't been on sex- at first. Lester had arrived home from work; his usual bright grin of delight, your cheeks cupped between familiar grimy hands, and excited kisses to your lips to greet you just like every day.

His laughter is loud and sweet. Lester knows the 'rules', he just likes to get as many welcome home kisses out of you as he can before you're dramatically pushing him towards the bathroom to shower.

It's not until you idly pass by your shared room after his shower, that you're suddenly rendered spellbound. The door is open, and your eyes end up crossing the distance to his dripping figure standing near the bed without really meaning to. Lester's back is to you as he towel dries his hair- naked apart from his white briefs, but even they don't hide him from you; soaked through, and clear as day.

Even if he won't admit to it, you can tell he's tired by his body language alone; tense shoulders that could use a massage, and overall posture appearing more defeated than relaxed when he thinks no one's around, and lets his guard down. Always working so hard day in and day out to remain a source of strength for his brothers, for you. There are years' worth of scars on his body, and plenty of callouses on his palms and fingers to prove it. You wish he'd understand that his existence alone already means everything to you.

He remains unaware of your presence, and you take the opportunity to quietly pad across the floor; languidly wrapping your arms around his waist from behind. Lester's breath hitches when he feels your warm hands against his cool skin unexpectedly, immediately relaxing as you nuzzle your cheek against his clean back.

"Missed me so much, ya jus' can't keep yer hands off me, huh?", he chuckles, continuing to dry his hair.

Normally you'd laugh along with him, but today you stay quiet, pressing into him further and squeezing him just a little tighter.

"I love you"

Lester stills at that; letting the towel drop around his neck in favor of gently shifting to face you, while remaining in your embrace. You tell him often of course, but there's something about the way you say it today that sounds especially heartfelt. Like you're desperately missing him even though he's right in front of you.

"Hey, ya alright?", he whispers while tenderly lifting your chin with his thumb and forefinger.

You hum in confirmation; closing your eyes, further leaning into his touch as you do, "Just want to make sure you're really here- not a dream"

"M'here", he assures shyly.

His ears and cheeks have already began to dust over pink- a telltale sign of how easily you're able to fluster him with affectionate words alone. He wraps his arms around you in turn, a bit hesitant on account of his body still being damp from his shower, but wanting you close nonetheless. You, of course, don't mind at all. There could never be a moment in which Lester's touch is unwelcome to you.

"Always so good to me", you quietly praise as your hands begin to wander down, "-always working so hard, and never asking for anything in return.."

Your eyes are peering up at him from beneath your lashes in the most alluring way, and Lester swears he audibly swallows.

"Let me take care of you for a change?", you kiss against his collarbone.

How could he ever say no?

- ♡ -

"So pretty", you admire while sitting back on your heels, "You're so handsome it drives me crazy"

There's no denying you like what you see, and the flustered expression on his face serves to evince he believes you when you say it.

Lester's fully sporting that cute blush of his now, and a few areas of his neck have already began to darken from your adoration that's been undeviating up until now. His breathing has notably increased in intensity, but you know you won't be satisfied until you have him full on panting and choking up from how good you're going to make him feel.

You lean down to give him a kiss on the lips, one he hungrily accepts, but you're already moving out of his hands far too soon for his liking. He wants to hold you in place, keep kissing your soft lips in thanks- but you've already decided tonight is entirely about him.

He inhales sharply when he feels you shift down the bed to hook your index fingers under the waistband of his underwear; the subtle touch more than enough to remind him of his straining erection beneath.

You gently look to him for consent, and he breathlessly nods, reaching down to feel along your shoulders and neck in a doting manner. You kiss him once, twice, over the taut white fabric- an action that has him sensitively jolting at the hips, as he tries to cut off the needy groan escaping his lips. You smile and decide to tease him just a bit more; reminding him how much you love hearing him be blatantly vocal. Titillating his confined length with a feather-light trace of your fingertip, before giving his balls a sudden squeeze, that startles him into freely releasing one of his lovely moans loud and clear.

"Darlin', m'not sure if I can handle much m-more teasin'", he gasps while gripping the sheets beneath him.

He's doing his very best to remain still for you, wanting to let you stay in control, but it's clear he's anxious for you to touch him proper.

"You're right, you've been good for me long enough", you smile.

You rub your thumbs over his hips as you kiss the beginning of his happy trail; working your way back down to his underwear before you're mercifully peeling it off of him altogether. Lester sighs and helps by raising his hips; shifting his legs in order for you to completely slide them off, and you gladly discard them somewhere behind you without a second thought.

Your clothes are soon to follow; also haphazardly tossed somewhere on the floor you don't bother to pay attention to. Lester has your full regard right now; his pupils blown wide, surrounded by the deep honey color of his eyes.

Most people would consider his eyes to be 'plain brown', especially when compared to the striking blue of his brother's, but they don't get to experience them the way you do. Like when they blink open in the morning; sunlight filtering through the thin bedroom curtains, and your faces mere inches apart. Or when you catch him staring at you, completely lost in lovesick admiration even when you think you look a complete mess. But most of all, when he smiles and laughs- for you, for his brothers, and for Jonesy; his eyes won't shine that way for anyone else, and it's in those moments that their hue is truly revealed.

You swirl your fingertip atop his aching cock head already leaking precum before leaning down to lick a stripe up his familiar shaft that has him tensing against the feeling.

"Nnhg-!"

"Don't hold back, sweetheart", you coax while gently pumping his cock in your hand a few times in preparation, "-plan on milking you dry, the way you deserve.."

Lester boasts more length than girth, and you honestly wouldn't have it any other way. He's always able to effortlessly reach that deep point within you that has you lolling your tongue out and fucked completely dumb in no time at all.

He watches in a daze as your lips wrap around him, unintentionally gasping when you give him an experimental suck at his tip. He keens upward and you take more of him in your soft mouth, building him up as your tongue works around him.

Lester lets his head fall back on the pillows, his fingers now tensely intertwined with your hair as he huffs in pleasure. You massage his balls gently with one hand, encouraging him to release in your mouth, while your other hand delicately massages circles on his outer thigh. His breaking point is when you take him as far as he'll go; one of your long, deep moans reverberating against his sensitive dick that has him rushing your throat with cum almost instantly.

You swallow what you can, and languidly drag your lips off of him with a wet pop, making sure to leave him slick enough for your hand that's already unabatedly moving around him once more.

"S-Sweat-pea, ahn-"

His words are cut short as soon as they leave his mouth, squeezing his eyes shut at the sensitive feeling.

You continue to work your hand around him, building him up again without giving him a chance to come down from his initial orgasm. You plan to make him cum as much as possible before sinking down on his tender dick to ride him into overstimulation.

Lester grips at your shoulders and waist, pulling you close enough to kiss you deeply while you continue to stroke him. You have no doubt he'll leave your lips swollen with the way he's frenziedly pressing against them; devouring everything your mouth has to offer with his eager tongue. He's certainly never been one to shy away from intimate liplock after you've pleasured him orally- if anything, tasting himself between your lips serves to solidify that you are his, and exhilarates him further.

However, as much as you enjoy his heated kisses, you want Lester to be the one completely overwhelmed right now- trembling, and at your delightful mercy as quickly as possible.

You break the kiss in favor of abruptly biting the junction between his neck and shoulder- not enough to hurt him, but definitely enough to surprise and excite him as his hold on you consequently falters.

Lester hopelessly humps in your hold, aching for any sort of relief as the surge of overwhelming pleasure overtakes him once more, and you tighten your grip around him to bring him over the edge.

"(Y/n)!"

"Oh, my darling", you coo, kissing his heated cheeks, just as he cums in your hand.

Some of his warm seed escapes your fingers, splashing in between your joined bodies, and making you shiver in delight.

"Please, (y/n), haah-!", he jolts, "I need ya- I need ya so bad"

"I'm right here, love", you purr torturously while biting the shell of his ear and fervently returning to kiss his neck.

You know that's not what he means, and Lester lets out a frustrated whine at your response, one you happily swallow by sloppily slipping your tongue in his mouth to kiss him.

"Darlin', please", he begs.

"I won't know how to take care of you unless you tell me properly, sweetheart"

You know he's getting close again, and you take the liberty of playfully taking one of his nipples in between your teeth- an action that has him keening under you.

"Mngh- need t'fuck you, please!"

In an instant, both of your hands are cupping the sides of his face to cover his endearing features in kisses. His breath hitches when he feels you begin to finally grind against him; bringing his ardent erection to a fever pitch with your groin.

"You will, baby", you murmur softly; continuing to kiss him as your thumbs gently run over his stubble, "Just cum for me one more time, okay? Just once more?"

You're almost unable to remain in control when Lester fiercely wraps his arms around you; shaking and straining his hips to release as close to you as possible, desperately wishing he was already sheathed within you. However, he inevitably shudders and relaxes just enough for you to reach down and align him with your entrance, and you waste no time in pushing your hips down to take him in one urgent motion altogether.

Lester moans aloud, his knuckles turning white with how desperately he's gripping your thighs now. You're rapidly rolling your hips against him as soon as he's bottomed out within you; shamelessly chasing your own high now.

"(Y/n)!"

He cums sooner than expected- the feeling of your tight walls proving far too much after waiting to be inside you for so long. Your hips stutter when you feel him spurt once more, this time deep within you. His lap is soaked with your arousal and the cum now leaking out of you, and you find yourself unconsciously clenching around him to memorize the feeling.

Lester's face, ears, and neck are all completely flushed, as he heatedly pants for you now. You lean down to suck on his tongue, languidly lifting yourself off of his length, until you unexpectedly slam your hips down on him, to take him as deep as physically possible.

"Fuck!", he cries.

You vehemently bounce on his swollen cock with renewed vigor, groping at his chest and waist to balance yourself as he jolts and writhes beneath you. There's a layer of sweat on his skin, and you can't help the enamored smile spreading across your lips when you notice his now teary, blissed out expression. He's trembling from the overstimulation, and you're hoping to make him cum one last time before you're incapacitated with pleasure yourself.

The intensity at which you ram yourself on him fills the room with explicit sounds both from your shared moans, and the mess of cum between your linked bodies becoming messier still.

You're absolutely relentless, and Lester takes no shame in letting those beautiful choked up tears of pleasure fall. His legs tremble as he achingly attempts to keep them aligned against the mattress, and you shamelessly enjoy witnessing his internal struggle as his hands flex to push away at your hips because it's too much, and grip them closer all at once because it's not enough.

"Les, I'm close!", you gasp.

You continue your intense rhythm; your own face impossibly heated as Lester begins meeting your hips in tandem now. Your love for Lester, and your shared sexual gratification quickly reaching their climax in an electrifying, breathless rush all at once.

The way you simultaneously quiver and clench around him as you ride out your orgasm has him burying himself inside you as deep as he'll go; painting your walls white one last time.

You pant and shudder, keeping Lester deliciously bottomed out within you as you lay against his racing heart; lazily shifting after a few moments to press open mouthed kisses to his jawline before kissing away the tears left in the corners of his eyes.

"I love you", you declare again softly, your gaze unfaltering to convey your sincerity, "You deserve more than you know, Les"

"Don't need no more than you", he smiles contently, "-an' I'll love ya always"

- ♡ -

"Promised m'brothers we'd go over to Ambrose fer the evenin'!", Lester calls from the kitchen.

"What?!?", you gape from your seated position in bed, "Today??!?"

"Somethin' wrong?", he asks now appearing in the doorway with two cups of morning coffee.

Heaven above, he looks cute. His short hair in disheveled tufts from how much he moves in his sleep, and clad in nothing more than one of his sleeveless undershirts and a pair of loose fitting boxers before he completely gets ready for the day. However, It's still not enough to distract from the numerous hickeys, made more prominent by his light-colored skin, that you left along his neck and chest.

"Les, you look like I mauled you last night", you say covering your burning face with your hands, "-how am I supposed to look at your brothers in the eye??"

You can hear the way quiet chuckles bubble up from his chest until he's carefully setting the cups down on the night stand to full on howl with laughter. You groan, burying your face in one of his pillows.

"I rather like the way ya mark me up, sweet-pea", he teases, now sitting on the bed to comfortingly run a hand over your back and get you to face him, "Means I get t'show off I'm taken", he winks.

"Damn right you are", you proudly reply as you lift your head to meet his crooked grin in a sweet kiss, "I'm never going to hear the end of it from Bo, though", you whine.

"Reckon we'll jus' have t'match then", he leans down to whisper in your ear.

OKAY, COME GET YOUR JUICE!!: @cognitty @xhorror-nerdx @darklylucid @ang3l1te @cookerthecrafter

You can't deny you certainly like the sound of that.

(Also tagging: @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better , @moon-of-desire , @frenziedslashers , & @slutforguts bc I know you're all Lester connoisseurs intellectuals 🤌🏻)

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scentednuttragedy · 8 months

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A Love Like No Other

Leon S. Kennedy X Reader

P.S. : Reader is like a Spy/Agent who's working on their own and stealing/destroying virus sample before bad people gets to them. (basically idk there's like many plot holes when it comes to the readers profession) This is like my first fanfic writing so please don't judge me<3 thank you<3

Leon S. Kennedy, The man that everyone knew as President's Golden Boy. Everyone questioned if he had a lover, his friends thought Ada was the one for him but no. Ada may have been a part of him but his heart, soul, mind and every inch of him was with someone else…. His secret lover and his dirty little secret

The first time you had met him was when you had rescued Leon from a zombie back at Raccoon City Police Department. You were not police, you didnt work for anyone. You were in a league of your own wanting to help people even if it meant being criminal in everyones eyes. He didnt trust you at first but your goals were same, what you did was for the greater good and he respected that maybe admired you too for being so cool and badass but he didnt wanna admit it right in front of you.

He remembers it very well, when you gave him your lucky pendant which was given to you by your family as a protection charm. He knew you cared and he did too but both were too stuborn to admit it.

Leon remembers you taking a shot for him as you laid unconscious in his arms, he was terrified. How could someone he met for such a short amount of time make him feel this way… he was scared to lose you. He remembers the feeling of your lips against his when you opened you eyes and asked him if he was ok, even when you were the one hurt, he had made sure to put every thanks and care into that kiss. Oh how he wishes he could experience it all again, kissing you for the first time.

When Ada had kissed him suddenly in that elevator, He felt so guilty as he glanced at you apologetically. All he had and still has in his heart is you and you only. And when you had kissed him goodbye promising him that you will meet him again, he had looked forward to that day. He remembers all of those little adventures, letting each other know about missions so you both can go together. You both were unrivaled, fierce and so in love. You were his other half and without it he knew he would fall apart.

Leon was a stoic and reserved man and only you knew under all his demeanor he was just a lovestruck puppy.... only for you. He hated the cat and mouse chase, it took so much energy and time of his but you. You didn't make him chase you, you were genuine and you weren't afraid to love. And how could anyone deny the way you both looked at each other? as if there was more to your relationship than what it looked like at the surface.

All those missions you both went on, all those things you did for each other, All the times you almost died for each other, how could he ever forget that? No matter how far apart you both were, you always came back together in the darkest of nights. He was grateful for having you and he made sure to prove it to you every night. All the desperation and unspoken words shown through actions only lovers could do. He was just a man after all…. He loved being with you and feeling like home.

He remembers when in Spain you came to rescue and assist him. that very second he knew he was gonna make it out alive. He remembers when Ada had appeared, making him question his love for you but he knew better, you were better. The smirk on Ada's face when he had rejected her offer to go with her just for you, he remembers it all too well. That was the moment Ada had known where his heart lied, and it was with you. You were His and He was Yours.

Thank you guys<3 im scared its not as good T_T

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yourgentlegirlfriend · 1 year

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Hi! I hope you’re doing okay!

This is a very self indulgent request (you do not need to humor it!) but… Leon x a reader who has very bad heart problems.. constant palpitations, heart monitors, constant hospital and doctor visits, and just pure pain and discomfort at the most random times (even worst times.. ie. sex.. out on dates.. ) Obviously reader tries to laugh it off and tells him she’s fine but he’s always worried sick.

Sweetest Anon,

ALL my readers get to be included in any desire they would like!! I will totally do this for you! Just so you know i have very little knowledge on heart problems but tried my hardest for you! I hope you’re doing good and your health stays good angel <3

Warnings: Mentions of heart problems obviously. Slight mentions of smut!!

Who knew Leon Kennedy, the man who has fought for his life and for others far to many times was an actual saint. The best boyfriend anybody could ever ask for.

He always gave you his attention, showering you in affection even in times when you didn’t really deserve it. You felt guilty putting him through so much, or that’s how you phrased it. Leon just saw it as being your lifeline.

Leon cared more about your body than you did, when you first got diagnosed with heart problems after Raccoon City, he sat through every appointment with you, writing stuff down on his notepad as the doctor rambled on about risks and what to do and not. He loves you so much and you’ve always have and always will be his number one priority.

———

When Chris invited you and Leon to his big house party, celebrating his promotion, you couldn’t say no. Especially seeing the excitement Leon held for his best friend.

Pushing up the chapstick lid, rubbing it on your lips before Leon slid behind you, your hand coming to your chest to signal he scared the actual fuck out of you. His face instantly washing with concern as he gripped your shoulders.

“What’s wrong? Are you hurting? What happened?”

A laugh left your lips as you leaned back, your lips pressing against his cheek as you pushed passed him and out the bathroom.

“You’re ready, yes?”

You asked as you slid your shoes on, looking back at him.

“Yes, but you’re not. Here, take your medicine.”

So that’s what he came into the bathroom for. You sighed shaking your head as you looked up at your boyfriend. He kissed your forehead softly, grabbing the keys off the hook by the kitchen.

“I’ll be in the car!”

He yelled as you stood staring at the medication in your hand.

——-

When you guys finally arrived, Leon ran to your side of the door, pulling it out for you with the widest smile on your face.

Chris saw you guys pull up, the door already opening. Chris was a great friend to you both, and you were so proud of his progress, he has worked TO hard.

“Congrats, Redfield I’m so proud”

You giggled as you gave him a quick side hug and a kiss on the cheek before skipping your way to Claire and Rebecca.

—-

The night went on, to many hours passed. You rested your face in your hands as you closed your eyes. Remembering your doctors words, just focus on your breathing. But your heart was pounding, so hard you felt it in your ears. You cleared your throat, excusing yourself from the couch as you slowly walked to the kitchen where Leon sat with all his friends, your hand slipping over his shoulder. His hand reached up, grabbing at yours, him immediately turning to you as he felt how sweaty you were.

Though he loved Chris, he waved goodbye to everyone in an instant. And the moment you guys got home, he helped you out of your clothes and ran you a bath, his hands running through your hair, his lips gently kissing at your shoulder.

———-

“Leon it’s just a heart monitor.”

You whined, half awake as Leon checked on you once again.

“I know, I know but you know I get so worried.. Let me worry”

Leon mumbled as he turned over from his position on the bed, kissing your lips softly. His arm lifted allowing you to snuggly press back into him.

“Worry all you want, I’m going to bed.”

You mumbled quietly as you rested your head on his chest, instantly soothed by the sound of his beating heart.

——

“Fuck, Leon..”

The squeal left your lips as Leon’s hips snapped into yours, your hands scrapping down his back. He was so toned and your hands slid so perfectly over every muscle on his back.

Your eyes squeezed shut, your breath hitching as you shook your head and grabbed at Leon’s shoulder.

“Le..”

Your nickname for him, his hips instantly stopping at the sound of your discomfort.

“What’s wrong sweetheart? Did I hurt you?”

Leon spoke, his worried tone very prominent as he pulled himself out of you, pushing hair from your face.

You shook your head as you sat up, your shaky hand pressing against your chest. Leon’s eyes went sad as he scooted next you, watching as the tears built in your eyes.

“Shhh, It’s okay, here let me get you water..”

———

Leon insisted that you guys go to the spot you guys met, but the restaurant was always so crowded and it made you so moody listening to all the chattering around you when all you want to do is focus on your boyfriend.

But he begged and pushed so much that you finally caved, wearing your nicest outfit. At first you thought he was breaking up with you, by the way the two of you sat in silence in the car, his hand resting on the gear instead of your thigh.

Your stomach started to ache as you twirled your fingers around. The car stopped, Leon reached into the backseat smiling as he handed you a single rose. Just like he did on your first date. You pouted at him before leaning over the center console kissing him softly.

——

Your dinner went fine, and it was actually quiet, the noise of the soft piano music being heard as you watched Leon finish his wine.

He stared at you so admirably. He sighed shaking his head as he reached into his pocket, digging for awhile before he pulled out a tiny box that looked even more tiny in his big hand. Your eyes went wide as Leon cleared his throat, pulling his chair out.

“I love you, and I think I’m pretty confident I’m going to love you forever, hopefully you’ll love me too.”

Leon laughed as he touched your knee softly.

“I’m not a big attention guy, but, for you I am. Marry me.”

Leon whispered as he stared up at you, your jaw slacked open, no words could describe how you felt. You just nodded your head rapidly, Leon’s twisted face turning into the most beautiful smile as he slipped the ring on your finger, pulling you to his chest, the two of you standing.

He pulled away from you, his hand pressing to your chest as he eagerly sat you down.

“Your heart is racing, do you need more water? Here do you want your medication?”

Leon went reaching for your purse as you laughed grabbing his arm.

“Leon, you just asked me to marry you, of course my heart is going to be jumping out of my chest.. I’m fine..”

#leon kennedy #resident evil #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy x reader #love u anon

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lipglossanon · 10 months

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Hope you had a good break girlie! So I looked into it and you unfortunately cannot get OG 2 or 3 on PS. I finished Leon 1st route! I was literally cheering as Ada fell and was yelling at her when she kissed him I was pissed. I started Claire 2nd and I’m having trouble understanding how her run lines up with Leon’s. I’m doing basically the same exact things I did with him which is honestly kinda annoying. I’m also trying to figure out the timeline between this one and the first one. Ik that 1 takes place in July & 2 is in September, but what happens in between that with the STARS members? Hoping it touches more on that in 3 (it was on sale digitally for like $10 I’m so excited!). Mr X is terrifying I see why people said this one was the scariest. Anyway sorry for all the info but I couldn’t remember which comment section we were talking g about this before on. 😂😅

Hi!!! 🥰 Never apologize for talking Resident Evil with me cause I’m a huge fucking nerd for this series 🤣

Read more cause it’s long lmao also spoilers for 3 😬 but nothing crazy I don’t think plus 3make is a little different from OG

Also sorry this is like another rant lmao

Yeah I didn’t think it was possible but I always hold out hope cause Capcom are so weird about their IPs 😒 and yes Mr. X was so fun in RE2make (way better than Nemesis but that’s a whole other tangent 🤣)

You might if you can find the GameCube versions of the OG RE2 and RE3 games. They play as well as the PS1 versions and it’s the exact same so not missing anything 😉

Haha that kiss is what I was talking about! Like she’s such a user —which I get that’s her character she’s a spy (first mentioned in RE1 as John’s password-his girlfriend’s name- and that’s why she’s in OG RE2, looking for her boyfriend who was a researcher for umbrella).

And to be honest the B scenarios do NOT complement the A scenarios. I am 100% of the belief that they were last minute additions 😒 for the most part they don’t really add too much in the way of story aside from a few little anecdotes.

So yeah sorry for that big disappointment 😆 oh man that’s a whole can of worms sorta? Lmao. Capcom is notorious for retconning or having confusing timelines 🤣 So buckle up I’ll try to keep this pretty streamlined:

RE1 takes place in July of 1998 and RE2 and RE3 take place at the same time with 3 lasting longer as Jill becomes infected and is in the city a bit longer. Like another disappointing factor is not having any crossover from the 2 and 3 remake cause come on! That would’ve been sick as hell for Jill to run into Claire or Leon in the RPD 🙄

Anywho, but as for the time between RE1 and RE2 is that Umbrella has Chief Irons in their pocket and so has him disband STARS and sweep everything under the rug. So no one believes them about the Spencer Mansions incident and so everyone’s oblivious to the shit storm about to happen 🤣

Brad is a chicken so hides away from everything. Rebecca peaces out. Barry takes his family and leaves for safety; Chris goes off to Europe to look into some Umbrella connections (which is why Claire didn’t find him and what leads into her looking for him a la Code Veronica).

Jill stays behind in Raccoon but she’s legit about to peace out to go after Chris when all that shit goes down and Nemesis is hunting the STARS members down; he fucking annihilates Brad, like tentacle through the mouth out the back of the head (so in 3make his death was way lame in my opinion 😒)

So unfortunate in 3make they don’t touch on anything inbetween 1 to 2 and 3; with OG RE3, there were epilogue scenes that explained what happened to everyone which was really cool but they took those out for some reason. They’re online if you wanna look it up. It explains why Leon ended up working for the govt, where Claire went, what happened to Jill, Barry, Chris, Ada, etc. All really cool and idk why they didn’t toss it in 😞

#ask box #lipglossanon #cassiecasluciluce #lipglossanswers #re2 #re3 #talking re lore lmao #lipglossrants

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dweetwise · 1 year

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[Ace X Élodie] Partners in crime

I just really like these two together <3 Rated T | 750 words | ao3 link

"…And after his flashlight died, he just barely managed to rummage for a toolbox in time to sabotage the hook and rescue me!" Élodie said.

"Oh, that?" Ace waved his hand dismissively even as he puffed up his chest. "Come on, it was nothing."

Élodie turned to face Ace where she was perched in his lap.

"It wasn't nothing," she said, placing a sweet kiss on his cheek. "You were very brave, m'amour."

Ace smiled and gently clasped her hand. "Only the best for my best girl."

He kissed her hand and Élodie's eyes softened. She leaned in, until their foreheads rested against each other and their breaths mingled together.

"My hero," Élodie murmured.

Ace gave himself a moment to bask in the affection. No matter how many years they'd been together, he could still scarcely believe his luck that not only had he managed to charm Élodie in the first place, but that she seemed to have no intention of leaving anytime soon.

However, keenly aware of their audience, Ace reluctantly nudged Élodie. She pulled away and righted herself on his lap, while Ace instead turned to their new friends.

"So, any questions?" Ace asked.

"Uh," Carlos said eloquently.

He was staring and Rebecca was blushing, both caught off guard by Ace's and Élodie's sickly-sweet display—just like every new survivor had been before them.

Ada, however, wasn't amused. "I asked about your perks for looting items," she deadpanned.

"Yes?" Élodie frowned, then turned back to Ace. "My explanation was clear, no?"

Ace saw the playful glint in her eye and grinned. "I couldn't possibly find any fault in it. Maybe people from Raccoon City are a little dense?"

"Hey!" Rebecca exclaimed.

"Hmm, yes, Americans." Élodie scoffed. "That must be it. No offense, of course."

Rebecca was openly gawking now and Ace's lips twitched up but he kept his cool. When it came to Élodie's fake personas, the snobby Parisian was definitely one of Ace's personal favorites.

Ace squeezed her knee. "Not everyone can be as brilliant as you, mi amor."

"Jesus," Carlos said. "My man is whipped."

Ada scoffed. "At least someone in this hellhole knows how to treat a woman."

"What!?" Carlos exclaimed. "I'll have you know I do just fine with women—tell her, Jill!"

"What do I have to do with this!?" Jill yelled from the opposite side of camp.

As the group started arguing amongst each other, Ace took the opportunity to grab Élodie's hand again.

"Would you look at that?" Ace said, and in an exaggerated flourish, kissed his way up from her wrist to her shoulder. "I win again~" he sing-songed obnoxiously.

"Yes, yes, fine," Élodie said in French, shoving his face away. "You can stop gloating."

"Then pay up, beautiful," Ace answered in Spanish.

Élodie heaved a dramatic sigh and reached for the pouch fastened to her belt—heavy with iridescent shards from bets much like this one.

"I could have sworn there was something between her and Carlos," Élodie said.

"I told you. Jill and Chris is where it's at."

Élodie held a dozen shards of sweet, sweet victory over Ace's outstretched hand. Ace grinned and moved to take them—

And Élodie snatched her hand away.

"Hey!" Ace protested the loss of his earnings.

"Double or nothing?" Élodie asked.

Ace quirked an eyebrow in intrigue. "Oh?"

"Jill and Chris," Élodie said. "Twenty trials—if there's any sign of PDA or other proof of a relationship, you win."

"Hmm," Ace considered. "Make it thirty trials and you've got yourself a deal."

"Twenty-two."

"Ouch." Ace held a hand over his heart. "You're a vicious negotiator."

"Comes with the territory, when you're selling priceless relics on the black market for a living." Élodie smirked. "Not to mention dating America's most wanted con artist."

The embellished title made Ace smile. His colorful past had been a sore subject with many potential partners, but Élodie was the only woman he'd met who saw his scamming, thieving ways as a plus.

It was a shame they'd had to meet in a dump like this. But Ace knew that if they ever escaped the Entity's clutches, he and Élodie would be unstoppable together.

"Tell you what," Ace said. "Twenty-five trials, and I'll throw in a kiss to sweeten the deal?"

Élodie chuckled. "You have yourself a bet, mister."

And as Élodie's smiling lips met Ace's in a kiss and her warm hands came up to gently cup his head, Ace realized he scarcely even cared about the bet anymore.

Because the best win of his life would forever be the incredible woman in his arms.

#ace visconti #elodie rakoto #ace x elodie #dbd fanfic #dweetwrites #dbd

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fonulyn · 2 years

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first line of last 20 stories

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line.

tagged by @sparkie96 :3 thankies.

going from newest to oldest.

1. The scotch burned going down, and for one blessed second Leon didn’t need to focus on anything else. (found a way to let you go, Chris/Leon, they realize the best thing to do is to break up)

2. It took a while until the dry heaving stopped, and Leon remained on his knees, trying his best to just focus on slowly breathing to calm himself down. ((what can I do now except) see this through, Chris/Leon, absolute idiots to lovers)

3. The doorframe dug into Leon’s shoulder as he leaned against it, hesitating in the doorway. (a new life, Piers/Leon, after a lot of difficulties, they finally have a baby)

4. With a sigh Leon leaned his head against the cool glass of the car’s window, his gaze fixed on the scenery they were driving by. (only the courage to continue counts, Piers/Leon, RE4 AU: Piers is Leon’s partner on the mission)

5. “Ah, sweet blissful sleep,” Leon groaned as he fell face first into the hotel bed. (call me what you like but I'm a fool (forever falling for you), Piers/Leon, freshly married, they playfight over a pillow)

6. With shaking hands Leon tugged on his collar, trying to straighten it out the best he could as he took in his reflection in the mirror. (you can see me through, Piers/Leon, aftermath of the time when Piers was thrown back in time into Raccoon City 1998)

7. So this is how it ends, Leon thinks as he feels his knees hit the ground. (three words to last forever, Piers/Leon, a choose-your-own-ending story with three possible degrees of angstiness)

8. “Holy shit it’s cold!” Piers burst out, kicking some snow off his shoes as they finally stepped on the small porch of the cabin they’d rented. (winter lovin' (there's snow one like you), Piers/Leon, they get the wintery vacation that they absolutely deserve)

9. Piers couldn’t sleep. (kiss before the fall, Jake/Piers, post-RE6, they finally do something about the UST between them)

10. There was hollowness in Piers’ chest as he stood beside Leon’s casket. (and love shall heal the scars, Chris/Leon/Piers, even though Leon is presumed dead, Chris and Piers won’t give up on him)

11. The smooth fabric dug into the skin of Leon’s wrists as he tugged on the ties that bound him to the headboard of the bed. (nothing else remains, Piers/Leon, Leon discovers that he has a tiny bit of a (read: massive) praise kink)

12. “This is so fucking boring." (cleanse the wounds and forget the name, Piers/Leon, a shit-talking teammate makes Piers lose his temper)

13. Silently Leon kept swirling the clear liquor in his glass, staring at it more than actually drinking. (can we pretend (that we end up okay), Krauser/Leon, they sort of kind of get their happy ending)

14. The worst part, by far, is not seeing anything. ((tho i am made of glass i am) safe in the palm of your hand, Chris/Leon, Chris is held captive and tortured until Leon saves him)

15. “I hate suits,” Piers mumbled for maybe the thirteenth time that night, tugging on his collar slightly as if he was trying to loosen it up a bit. ('cause everyone's crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man, Piers/Leon, Leon walks in on Piers having a bit of personal time, followed by fun times for all)

16. Leon was getting worse. (stay until the end of life, Piers/Leon, things get way worse before they get better, but they get through it together)

17. With a sigh, Leon leaned his shoulder against the wall, considering his options. (lost control, Leon/lickers, so Leon interrupts two lickers fucking and they turn their attention on him. yay?)

18. The first thing Leon registered was the cold stone floor under himself. (we'll take on the world and wait, Chris/Leon/Piers, Piers and Leon are kidnapped and have to wait for Chris to come for them)

19. Honestly, Leon wasn’t really certain what led them here in the first place. (you're feeding the fire within me, Piers/Leon, they get hit by what is essentially sex pollen)

20. “Jesus fucking Christ it’s cold,” Piers grumbled, rubbing his bare arm. (and it takes me over again, Piers/Leon, a BOW burns Piers’ arm badly and Leon takes care of him the best he can)

so... almost all of them start with Leon even though they’re not even all from his pov :’D also Leon leans on things a lot and Piers gets to go “holy shit it cold!” twice! good for them.

this was nice :3

am gonna cop-out and tag everyone and anyone who wants to do this. seriously. please say I tagged you if you wanna do this!! and have fun!

#nivannedy #chreon #ot3 #jake/piers #me and my fics #meme thingy #idk do i need to tag the monsterbanging bc it's in one fic :'D

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letthebodyfall · 3 years

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'Preparing one more bolt and hoping to whatever god out there that one of the heroes on shift would find his unconscious body sometime this day, and maybe drop him off at Aleksandra's or to the hospital.'

Masterlist

The married life wasn't the life that Maxwell expected, especially not with borderline supervillain Nightshade. But maybe they could make it work?

The wedding was a small event.

It was a simple courthouse signing with just the two of them in their civilian clothes: with his simple clean cut slacks and cardigan vest over a plain black long sleeve and with her rather flowy floral top and a similar straight cut slacks but in a deep purple rather than black.

There was no kiss, no ceremony; but there were a few of her extended family that whizzed past from who knows where while offering their congratulations.

They walked home with paper bags of takeout and drinks, apparently waiting for a quiet night ahead.

She'd given him his own room, which baffled him.

"I don't want to force you to touch me if you don't want to," he remembered her say, a smile on her face but something in her eyes tugged at his chest.

He let it go.

He was offered an office space but declined, saying he didn't need it. She just shrugged but kept the room vacant anyway.

Nothing really changed in his daily schedule. Fight gangsters in the morning, wannabees at noon, villains in the afternoon and then part time villains before evening, probably after their day jobs.

He'd come home battered and bruised but nothing ever serious.

But still he'd catch a flash in her eyes whenever parts of injured flesh gets exposed.

She never said anything about it except to offer to bandage them up, which he so obliged.

Her touch was tender yet firm, never actually hurting him but enough to keep him in place whenever he fidgeted too much.

"You're used to this?"

Her lips curved upward as she focused on the wrapping. "I have siblings with superpowers."

He flashed a grin before flexing his arm when she let him go. "Good as new."

"Please." He heard the intentional derision as she rolled her eyes. "It'd be less than a scratch tomorrow."

She leaned back, tucked her legs underneath her as she held the mug she's neglected.

He appreciated the quiet. It was different from the sort of quiet that he was used to.

He didn't know what to make of it.

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It was weird.

Several weeks after his court wedding, some of his regular villains have been.. avoiding him? Whenever he's within thirty feet of them, they either visibly fluster and leave, make a shitty excuse about forgetting to walk the dog/cat/raccoon/fish, just straight up throw themselves down from the top of a building or moving vehicle, or god forbid all of the above.

It hurt his feelings, not gonna lie.

It didn't help that from the corners of his eyes he would see one of them.

Sometimes it was a glint from a loose object, soft tinkling of bells, the swishing of a sleek black cloth, or a flash of violent neon that gave him a short burst of a headache.

He's heard of crazy in-laws but god damn.

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Voltage was surrounded yet again but a group of rather brave or stupid villains from the neighboring city.

"Been a while since I've beaten up a pretty hero." The man had the head shaped like an egg and a face so scarred it was difficult to discern if he had a face or had a print of a game of pick-up sticks plastered on as a mask.

The encounter took too long. Normally fights like this would be over in minutes but it's been nearly an hour and he's only managed to deal with four of them.

Persistent fuckers.

Eyes level at each one of them, the bloom of pain in his left arm was starting to fade and the tingling to start. He knew it was going to be useless in a couple of rounds.

"You're not my type, unfortunately." He hissed as his left arm cackled with a bright burst of lightning before fizzling out. Great.

Egghead snorted, eyes glinting as he and his similarly unpleasant companions moved a step, then another, hands tightly gripping makeshift weapons such as the revolutionary villain weapon: a mangled bat with rusty nails embedded on it.

Flexing his good arm, Volt knew he had one shot at this.

With a sudden burst of energy, he ducked, weaved, and flipped a goon with such agility that none of them anticipated the massive wave of electricity that surrounded the alley.

Heaving a breath, he felt the acid of his bile creeping up as he coughed, his energy quickly fading.

Voltage knew that if he wanted to keep his dignity as a hero, then he wouldn't allow himself to get killed by a fucking bat with nails on it.

He'd rather drink Savillon's coffee, goddammit.

"Fuck."

He turned, growling when he saw a one, and then three of them standing, their faces furious as they gauged the carnage between them.

"You're dead, Pretty Boy."

Gathering up the remains of the weapons and pieces of broken glass, Volt knew that if he didn't deal with this sooner, he's probably end up in medical leave again.

He didn't want that, obviously.

Preparing one more bolt and hoping to whatever god out there that one of the heroes on shift would find his unconscious body sometime this day, and maybe drop him off at Aleksandra's or to the hospital.

He could feel his hairs stand on end, the way they always do whenever he lashed out a particularly powerful blast, when WHAM-

Silver flashed in his eyes as two lightning-fast creatures tumbled and flipped over the brutes with such grace and finesse that no one had the time to react to the fact that in one fell swoop, they've managed to corral and incapacitate each and every one of the neighboring assholes before knocking them out with knockout gas.

Fists still up, Volt gaped like a fish as two adolescent figures laughed and congratulated themselves with a job well done.

"How-"

The taller of the two looked up, a boy with silvery waves of hair swishing as he regarded him before grinning, the bells attached to his hair and black-and-white jester-like clothing jingling with every slight movement.

"Hi!"

"Bye!" The girl, hair longer with similar bells attached grabbed the boy by the shoulders and disappearing.

Voltage sighed. He really shouldn't meet his in-laws like this.

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I'm honestly having way too much fun with this lol

This Volt is way different from the Volt I had in my head when I first started thinking of this au for my ocs. It's different but I like it lol.

I'd love to get some suggestions for a series and hero/villain names or maybe some future plot points! Thanks so much for reading this! I appreciate everyone that takes time out of their day to read and comment. I write this for fun and it makes me so happy that it also brings people a little bit of joy <3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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baku-bowl · 3 years

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broke 1,000 followers (the fuck? I don't even make content people), so decided to write up a list of some (but not all, I'll make other lists later) of my favorite Bakugou-centric fic recs. my tastes run towards hurt/comfort, as you'll probably figure from the list. if there are some Baku-centric fics that you've enjoyed that aren't on here, please add them - this is definitely not a complete list of the ones I've read and love, but I'm always up for some recs. <3

fair warning, most of these are wips.

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Social Media 101 by WindsChild8178

Part 1: Survival Guide to Fucking Up

[Solely Bakugou’s point of view]

Katsuki Bakugou doesn’t have a gentle bone in his body. He’s aggressive in everything he does and does everything with 100% of his heart in it. After the Sport’s Festival, Katsuki starts to get harassed by strangers for his unheroic demeanor. It starts with letters but it doesn’t end there. The moment Katsuki realizes the harassment has entered dangerous territory and he needs to tell someone, it’s already too late.

Part 2: Post Traumatic Life Disorder

[Point of View opens up to Bakugou, teachers and classmates]

When the Dorms are finally built, everyone is settling in well, but things become tense as people begin to realize something isn’t right with the recently rescued Bakugou.

[Cannon compliant right up to after the License Exam]

hands down my favorite fic in the fandom right now. it’s the one that converted me into a Bakugou lover. if you have any fondness for Bakugou as a character then it’s likely you’ve read this one already, but if not, I can’t recommend it enough. incredibly depressing, but with the hope that comfort is coming soon in the next few chapters.

The Kids Will Be Alright, Eventually by NotWithThatAttitude

Bakugou is spiraling in the aftermath of Kamino and his friends are starting to notice. He's stubborn, aggressively independent, and less than willing to dig into his past, but after a breakdown that ends with a painful secret revealed, he starts to get help.

Whether he likes it or not.

Meanwhile, a new kind of villain threatens an uneasy peace following the loss of Allmight. Whispers build as a new narrative slowly takes shape:

Hero society needs to change.

Feat. Therapy, Dadzawa, best boy Kirishima, dysfunctional families, healing, growing up, and the mortifying ordeal of being known

guys.. the medical accuracy of this fic is just... *chef’s kiss*

I rarely see mental health genuinely handled well in fics, but this one goes above and beyond. kudos to the author for doing such excellent research into psychology, and making the application of it in here not-boring. also, while this one does have abusive!Mitsuki, it’s done in a way that feels realistic, and how I usually will see it occur in real life, rather than just for the hurt/comfort feels.

fair warning, the fic can be incredibly triggering (themes of severe depression, PTSD, panic attacks, rape survival, abuse survival, suicidal ideation/attempted suicide, among other things), so be safe and heed the tw’s if you decide to read. legitimately one of my Top Favorite fics in this fandom.

Lock and Key by autochorystalize

Bakugou made a choked, gravelly noise before croaking out a low, “You can’t be serious.” His fingers ached to blow up everything in the room.

“I’m sorry, young man, but you can’t change reality! This sometimes happens.” Recovery Girl clicked through his file, adding a new symbol in a previously empty slot.

- - -

A pair of eyes discreetly locked on to an explosive blond plowing his way forward, parting people in his path. He recognized the kid, of course. Anyone in the underbelly of society would recognize him, after the publicity of both UA’s Sports Festival and the events leading up to All Might’s fall. The uniform he was wearing cast away any doubts about the young man’s identity.

It was a bit of a surprise that the little firecracker presented as an omega.

- - - - - - - - -

Or: there are certain types of evil that seemed too distant, archaic violations and perversions that would never actually threaten bright-eyed heroes-in-training in the clean, modern world...but sometimes those evils aren't as distant as one might think.

remember when I said that I love a/b/o fics that are full of plot and world-building and gender-induced tension? that’s this one. the OC’s are fabulous and you love to hate ‘em. also, it’s the fic that made me fall head-over-heels for the TodoBaku dynamic, so it’s got a special place in my cold, dead heart.

be warned, there are rather explicit non-con scenes between an adult (OC) and a minor (Bakugou) in this one, but the author warns for them in advance, and you could likely skip those parts without missing too much if you need to.

Never and Always, Eventually by Wawa_Boonliang

"Katsuki can remember the exact moment that he and Deku…that he and Midoriya Izuku became friends. He can also remember the moment he and Izuku became fierce rivals, a time when they were almost enemies.

However, what he remembers most clearly about their relationship is the moment that they moved passed rivals and became something more close than mere friends. Something more like brotherhood, something forged in fire and secured in the middle of a battlefield or in the midst of natural disaster where the number of the dead was climbing ever higher. And then it was torn from him."

Katsuki is given a second chance. A chance to save everyone. A chance to change everything.

But should he?

y’all. I’m a slutty, slutty whore for time travel fics. a time travel fic with autistic!coded Bakugou? it was love at first read.

Lessons Learned by Sif (Rosae)

Rather than the police station, Katsuki's friends bring him to a hospital after rescuing him from the villains. His wounds were minor, but it didn't make having them treated any less important. As it would so happen, Best Jeanist was also brought to this hospital after the attack.

Sometimes, small choices have a big impact on how a story plays out.

classic Bakugou hurt/comfort. this fic opened me up to the potential that could be a genuinely good Best Jeanist & Katsuki mentor-mentee relationship, and I kind of dig it and search ravenously for it in other fics now. I’m also a huge fan of the behind-the-scences Pro Hero Chat group.

Slope by sunfleurmoon

“I’m not a hero. Or a good person,” Katsuki says, giving Aizawa a pointed look, “So leave me alone. I don’t care about the League or UA, or you—” The two years he’s been away have been fine, more than fine, fucking fantastic actually if you ignore the bi-monthly near-death experiences. He doesn’t need this place. He doesn’t miss this place.

And yet, longing, a childish desire to tear up, or maybe blow something to bits, they all twist in his chest like a band of traitors regardless. “—I just want to go home.”

Or: the one where Katsuki and Izuku fail the first term exam, Aizawa discovers their pasts, and Katsuki is booted from UA. Featuring questionable descriptions of villain organizations, a slightly illegal moving shop, and your favorite emotionally constipated badass in distress with a newly discovered penchant for collecting strays.

paaaaaaiiiiiiiin. the hurt is ALIVE in this one. lots of tortured, angsty exploding child goodness. the OC’s are excellently crafted, and the Bakugou & Eri relationship? beautiful. definitely deserves a read.

Ground Zero by WindsChild8178

In the wake of Kamino, Katsuki is tested more than anyone could imagine. Bound by a villain’s quirk to keep his silence or die, he lives each day knowing it might very well be his last. He continues to work towards becoming a hero, keeping his secret from his classmates and teachers, focusing on making it through each day and trying not to allow the panic or depression to get the best of him. When the villain finally corners him with demands in exchange for his life, there is really only one answer Katsuki Bakugou can give.

honestly don't know which I want updated more - social media 101 or ground zero. this author's fics are amazing, and I really wasn't expecting the twist in this one. can't wait for windschild to come back to this fic some day.

The Defect by LadyGreenFrisbee

"Why do you want to win the Sports Festival so badly?"

Because I want to see if the defect could usurp the masterpiece.

(In which Endeavor holds a terrible secret and Bakugo has to suffer since childhood for it.)

a great concept, and I adore the shouto and Katsuki sibling interaction here. hoping the author will come back to this one some day.

A Name That You'll Remember by Heronfem

Kirishima Eijirou is a Hero. Bakugou Katsuki... is not. Trapped in his toxic workplace and increasingly desperate to get out, Red Riot's days are only brightened by a new villain known as Caution, who's not exactly villainous and keeps accidentally doing good deeds. But when a real villain appears, a threat from the past that demands that Red Riot make the ultimate sacrifice to keep the public safe, Bakugou is forced into saving the day... and eventually, Red Riot himself.

sob story good guy villains are my weakness, this fic is a gem, and I'd kill for the sequel.

Our Hero by AnonymousTwit

He felt everything jerk to the side and throw his balance off before he saw anything, dust clouding his vision and irritating his lungs as the earth itself opened up to swallow them whole. For a single moment, in a millisecond's time, his wild eyes locked with Raccoon Eyes', hers alight with fear and adrenaline-fueled desperation. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized that it was the first time she'd looked at him with something other than long-deserved hatred in days.

And then he was free falling.

After a particularly nasty encounter between childhood friends, the class learns about Bakugou and Midoriya's dark history and practically ostracizes Bakugou while trying to defend Midoriya. An earthquake during an outing has all sides regretting their decisions.

just fucking tear apart my self-sacrificing faves in every way imaginable while their loved ones watch on in terror. 💖🥰💖 this one is heavy on the Bakusquad and Class-1A feels, and VERY heavy on the Mina & Bakugou relationship (platonic).

Running back the tape, watching it replay by Faralyne

For someone ripped from their time, ripped from the few but strong relationships built by time and personal development, by self-reflection and swallowed pride, ripped from the one thing that made him feel worthwhile and needed and put-together, and forced to forge everything over again—Katsuki thinks he is handling it pretty fucking well.

A villain’s quirk sends a 29-year-old Bakugou back in time to his middle school days.

am I a sucker for time travel? yes. am I a sucker for vigilante!bakugou? also yes. am I a sucker for this fic? literally refreshing the page in wait for an update as we speak.

Liability by sandelf

After All-Might dies rescuing Bakugou from the League, Bakugou is determined to prove it wasn't for nothing.

But the world is against him, his grief is overwhelming, and his stability is splitting at the edges.

very self-indulgent bakugou angst. tw for harassment, severe depression, and suicidality.

Special Mentions:

How To Win The Sport Festival: A Step By Step Guide by mhwright

Short re-imagining of the Sports Festival Arc if Shinso had planned a little better and worked a little harder to win the Sports Festival and if the match-ups had been slightly different. Self-indulgent fic of watching him succeed.

this is completely Shinsou-centric, not Bakugou-centric, but I love and adore it and am dying for a sequel. Shinsou is Best Boy here and you'll be rooting for him the whole time.

#fic rec #katsuki bakugou #bakugou #seriously though if you have a rec for me please always assume i will be unbearably grateful for it #and hit me up with it in the comments or through messaging #thanks for the follows y'all!

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katsubear · 3 years

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You right | Bakugo Katsuki

”i got a man, but I want you”

”huh?”

Pairings: bakugo x fem! reader

warnings: angst, fluff, cheating,swearing, and slight nsfw

wc: 1.4k

disclaimer: this is my first on here so cut me some slack anyways enjoy!

summary: your boyfriend is shoto todoroki he and you have a very calm and nonchalant relationship. Until Katsuki came to your dorm one night and things got heated.

You were alone in the dorms hoping that your boyfriend Todoroki would be back.

He had to stay out late to train with endeavor to get better at using his quirk. It was like this most of the time though. He would be out late on weekdays and sometimes weekends.

You hear a knock on the door and groan, picking yourself off the bed.

You opened the door to see a blond male staring at you with those crimson blood-red eyes.

“Katsuki what are you doing here?” You asked why he is at your door so late at night.

“Heard that icy hot wasn’t here and that you were by yourself idiot,” he snarled looking away from you.

“Oh, well come in,” you murmur, and he walks in closing the door behind him.

You look at him and notice that you can see little shades of red coming from his cheeks.

“Look just wanted to swing by to check up on ya,” He snapped, turning away.

You grab his sleeve to stop him. He looks back at you. Seeing in your eyes that you wanted company. He groans even more and pulls you into a hug.

Your eyes widened at the gesture and snuggled close to him. You then let go and fall back into the bed.

He follows. You blush at how close his face is to yours. He grins.

” I know you got a man, but do you really want to be this close to me?” He teases. You blushed even more and looked straight into his piercing eyes.

“I-” you quivered. He got even closer and you hesitated. He starts to pull away, but you hold him close. Not only that, but he smirks and leans in.

WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING. I have to back away, or I will regret it.

You thought to yourself even, so It was already too. Your lips connected to his, and you didn’t pull away.

Kissing him passionately as it lasted. The kiss deepened as he then got on top of you. You hesitate once more as you realize what’s going to happen next.

He looks down at you which makes you embarrassed and your face to warm up like a tomato.

“K-katsuki,” you faltered, and he leaned down to your ear.

“Do you want to stop?” He whispered softly. Your breathing was slow, and your stomach was doing backflips.

You didn’t want to stop. You knew you had to, but couldn’t.

You shake your head. He smiles and kisses your cheek.

He slowly stripped you, and you pulled him down to kiss him. He smiles in between. You pull away and you look down. Seeing he was about to slip down his pants.

You look back at him and he reassures you. You nodded slowly. He then goes in slowly while you close your eyes.

You open them to see that you were under the covers. You took a deep breath to smell the air. Smelling a familiar scent of caramel. You looked up to find Katsuki looking down at you as he held you close.

You looked away embarrassed and it was silent. You immediately broke the silence after a while.

“Did that really happen?” You ask softly. He smirks in response.

“If it was a dream I wouldn’t be here dumbass.” he says as you get up covering yourself with the blanket.

“I guess I’ll see you,” You say as he gets up to get dressed.

“Yeah,” he responded, and he was out the door.

You came to class early and couldn’t help, but daydream. All you can think of was the moment where he had you pinned to the bed and him grabbing your neck while thrusting his big-

“Y/n you in there?” You hear a voice snapping out of your thoughts.

“Oh hey Mina,” You chuckle nervously.

“You good girl?” She repeated. You nod and she smirks.

“So you spent the night with bakugo huh,” She snickered while you looked away flustered.

“I won’t say anything, but just think about this for a second okay? Who do you enjoy your time with more?” She wondered.

“Well,” she cut you off nudging you. “Tell me later, k?” The conversation ended and went on to a new subject. You then hear familiar voices at the doorway.

You see Todoroki and Izuku. They made there way to their desks and you look at Todoroki and smile. He smiles back softly and grabs his phone looking away from you. Mina smirks and coos to get your attention. You look at her concerned. She nudges you to the doorway to see Kirishima and Katsuki walking in. Your eyes widen and quickly made a straight face looking at Todoroki to hope he wouldn’t notice, but was still on his phone. You looked back at Katsuki and made eye contact. Making a straight face he grinned. Like he was reading your mind.

I want him

You thought. He rolled his eyes as Kirishima nagged him. You looked away and Mina smiles.

“The bakusquad going to the mall later, wanna come?” She asked and you smiled and nodded.

”Sure,” you answered and class was gonna start.

After school, you and the bakusquad went to the mall. First you ran into a stuffed animal store, making everyone surprised.

Everyone looked around, and you were there seeing the cute chibi stuffed animals. You tried to restrain yourself from buying too many.

You came across a blond dog. Making you think of him. You put it down and walk away. You ended up going back to the stuffed animal. Looking around to see if anyone was looking and hugged it. Later placing it down and moving on.

Little did you know Katsuki was watching you and walked over to the stuffed animal. A blond dog with reddish eyes, He smirked. Grabbing it and walking over to the counter.

“How cute it looks a little like you,'' the woman said. He rolled his eyes and scowled.

“TCH, sure.” He snapped. The woman laughs nervously and scans it.

“This for your girlfriend? She was looking at It earlier, but got a penguin,” She asked.

He scoffs and looks away holding out the money.

” Something like that,” He mumbles and grabs the bag with the dog inside.

“Have a good day sir!” The woman smiled and waved. He huffed and walked out with his hands in his pockets.

” OO Bakugo what did you get!” Mina bugged him. Trying to peek into the bag.

“GET AWAY RACCOON EYES!” He yelled, making everyone stare.

We all hung around for an hour or two and finally went back into the dorms.

You made your way to your dorm seeing Todoroki waiting there.

” where were you? I tried to call, but you didn’t respond.” He asked.

“Out with the bakusquad at the mall.” You responded. He nodded and laid down.

“Sho-“ You paused as he got up and put his hand on your shoulder.

“Have a good night, love you” He smiled, giving a kiss on your forehead.

Then he was out the door just like that. You closed it, falling down against it. That’s it. He just came to say good night.

He didn’t even stay long enough. It made you feel like that was your relationship even if you didn’t want to believe it. You wanted more though. Needy for more love. Tears started to form from your eyes.

“I’m selfish… I went to another man for love, and it felt good… It’s not supposed to. I hurt him even if he doesn’t know.” You rambled as your thoughts got more and louder.

I’m selfish, I’m selfish. You thought.

“I cheated.” You admitted softly to yourself. You loved the feeling you felt with Katsuki. It was different from Todoroki.

You heard a knock. You sniffed, wiping your tears. Opening the door you see Katsuki. His eyes widened seeing your red puffy eyes.

“What the fuck.” He cursed. Closing the door holding you.

You cried into his chest.

” Katsuki,” you sniffed.

“Hmm,” he responded softly.

” I got a man, but I want you” You whispered.

” huh?”

“It’s just nerves,” You continue

” what the fuck are you talking about,” He bleated.

“It’s just dick…” You hesitated.

He definitely heard and smirked, understanding what you were saying.

” dumbass…” Is all he said as he grabbed your chin kissing you. It felt right. Even if you didn’t want to. You loved it, but little did you know he loved it and loved you. He wanted you to be his. Yet this was only the beginning of his plan.

A/n: Thank you if you made it to the end. This was my first on here and I thought of it at 2am while listening to Planet Her and had to type it out. Taking 3hrs not counting naps...Anyways hope you enjoyed and there will be more in the future!

-Nyoko <3

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugo #bakugou x you #bakugou fluff #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha x reader #mha #my hero academia #screams and cries #why do i do this to me #mentally drained #oh well #katsuki #I hate you and love you

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lukesperfectharmonyhair · 3 years

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im rewatching jatp instead of studying for the 3 tests i have tomorrow and i thought i would share my thoughts and reactions with each episode so enjoy!!....

wake up

- hearing the “1, 2, 3″ at the start of the episode gives me more serotonin than my antidepressants ever will

- julie’s slippers...that’s it...that’s the thought

- that dry ass pasta the molina’s are eating for dinner??? someone needs to give my man ray some cooking tips or a cookbook... something

-the looks the boys give julie when she says it was an OLD cd she found. as if they could be old??

-the entire julie and luke kitchen scene i mean there are no words to describe how much i am in love with scene. the banter, the flirting, luke giving this girl he literally just met an actual PIECE OF HIS SOUL so she can get music back into her life. not a single time have i watched that scene and not felt my heart literally grow cause of how cute they are.

-the entire scene when julie is singing wake up. that scene is what made me literally CRAVE watching the other episodes. like of course i was going to watch them cause i wasn’t gonna just stop watching a show after one episode, and yes the show was good already but seeing the lighting and her voice, and just everything about the scene,,,,*chef’s kiss*

bright

-flynn drinking seven sodas....SEVEN??? i would be throwing up if i drank more than like 2 and she drank seven,,,no ma’am.

- flynn and her trumpet. talented queen

- “ i wouldn’t have given you the song if i didnt think you were gonna rock it.” lmaooo im crying:)

- i start tearing up every time julie goes to play the first notes of bright,,, and then i’m full on bawling when the guys come in and play with her cause...they weren’t playing to be seen they were playing to be there for her and play to comfort her. pls i love them<3

- nick vibing in the front row

- the tech guy deserves so much more praise

flying solo

- reggie’s little butt shake or whatever you wanna call it!!

- julie’s little laugh when she yells at the guys to stop it

- “and we’re on the runway again” GENUINELY one of my favorite lines of the whole show pls i love luke’s humor

-this is the first time i noticed this but reggie’s face after alex says “DONT TELL ME HOW TO GHOST!”

-WILLIE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU<3333333

-the slow mo helmet take off,,,,me too alex me too

-willie’s little giggles:))))

- “oh-oh!”

- “no clue” alex i love you baby<3

- next season better give us a scene of flynn throwing eggs at someone’s house because i think it’s safe to say we were robbed of that experience.

- the flying solo performance is just amazing

i got the music

- just the whole opening scene is so cute ....the dancing, singing, happiness RADIATING from julie

-nick in an all white suit and fedora

-WILLEX MUSEUM DATE YEAH BABYYYYY

- carefree skateboarder bf and anxiety ridden drummer bf

- yelling. in. museums.

-alex thinking he’s literally dying again because of the salt... zero braincells in this band.

- another scene we were robbed of that i need to see in season 2...reggie singing “home is where my horse is” while alex and julie sit patiently and attentively listen to him but luke looks like he’s about to commit murder

- i get SO MUCH second hand embarrassment for julie when she looks through luke’s songbook and says “ wow luke I didn’t know you were such a romantic” julie baby i love you but...eekkkkk

- “he looks like a substitute teacher”- where did he come up with that like so many other things he could be compared to but a substitute teacher??

- “luke introduced you to rock” heck yeah it did.. literal soulmates

- would like to see a picture of the raccoon in Flynn’s backyard

- wee woo wee woo police sirens://///

- julie’s outfit ughhhh i love it

- the poster that im pretty sure says “sexiest role” behind caleb... why was that necessary

the other side of hollywood

- THE ENTIRE PERFORMANCE OF THE OTHER SIDE OF HOLLYWOOD

- i lose my absolute shit over this song omg literal chills

- the cape grab i cannot physically do this rn

- willie being so excited the entire performance and looking over to see alex’s reaction

- reggie being in awe everytime one of the girls performing does something.. me too reggie

-”well i wouldn't really call it mAAgiCcCC bUT”

- nick and his fedora again

- alex has a crush, alex has a crush on.....WILLIE

-the boys eating food for the first time in 25 years is honestly so realistic

-alex shoving a whole slice of pizza in his mouth

- lukes ‘OH MY GODDDDD’

- reggie kissing his meatball sub that looks painfully dry but also delicious

- the continuation of the other side of hollywood performance and everyone dancing

-reggie imitating caleb’s evil laugh and owen trying so hard not to break

-me getting mad at the boys for not showing up for julie and being sad with her but at the same time i’m obviously not mad at the boys just...disappointed?? idk

finally free

- how did julie get to the school if she missed the first three classes?? wasn’t she still at flynn’s house from the night before cause she slept over so did she walk to school or was she just sitting in flynn’s house by herself and one of flynn’s parents was like you gonna go to school or???

-dance class with nicky poo<3

-reggie fixing his amp in the rain

-julie’s blue dress outfit in this episode is my ABSOLUTE favorite

- the birthday candle scene makes me sob like a little baby,,,and rightfully so

- julie smart, smart to be taking calculus as what a sophomore??

- all eyes on me yes queen iconic

- alex dancing is how i dance in my brain whenever the song comes on

- finally free as a song is NEVER given enough credit and why not?? it’s my favorite song they do as a band AND the madison’s vocals and the echoing part omg i loveeeee

- and the whole performance with luke’s heart eyes. i count this performance as the moment luke like fell in love with julie...like full on just blown away with how much awe and admiration he has for her in that moment and all the time.

- julie and luke singing “and you’re a part of me” while staring directly into each others soul,,,yeah that’s love kids

edge of great

- carlos being the ghost hunter he is and tía being done with him

- luke’s pouting face

- reggie and ray making breakfast together is so wholesome. reggie really loves and seeks comfort in ray and i love that

- luke just waiting next to julie’s locker and his little “hey”

- the first time i watch this scene i thought charlie was from new york cause of the way he says “ i can't do this without you” and then i watched the cast interviews and just realized he is somewhat joey tribbiani

- jealous luke hehehehehhehehe

- “well dont you look shARrP”- yes he does luke thank you very much

- “uh oh i think someone has a crush on julie” yeah you do you little shit,,, now admit it to her

- the proud look on luke’s face when he realizes julie is still paying attention to HIM even though she’s supposed to be having a full on conversation with nick

- the shoulder push ( as someone who has had their own shoulder pushed in the middle of a high school hallway as a weird way of flirting,,,,i can definitely somewhat attest to how luke is feeling in that moment and i too continued to flirt with the person who shoulder shoved me while we were still standing in the hallway)

- the flow from whatever the hell dance nick and julie are doing and the perfect harmony dance is so special to me and i love it

-ADOANCLOBNAOVBCOAB THE HAIR PLSSSSS

- EVERYTIME THE SCENE COMES ON AND I SEE HIM WALKING THROUGH THE MIRROR I HAVE TO PAUSE THE SHOW FOR LIKE 10 MINUTES WHILE I DIE LAUGHING BECAUSE THE HAIR IS SO BAD EVEN THOUGH I SHOULD BE USED TO HOW IT LOOKS AFTER WATCHING THIS SHOW LITERALLY 30 TIMES

- i think people see my username and assume i like his hair in this scene but...ummm fun little fact i do not like it

- the dance is so good though ugh my babies

- the hair

- madison is gorgeous

- another season 2 scene i need: julie teaching this dance to luke and they perform it in front of alex and reggie so they can see luke roll on the floor like that

-the hair

- the lift i loveeee

- the voices at the end of the song *chef’s kiss*

- the way julie spins out from luke and into nick omg so good

- “thAnKs pArTnER”

- luke denying his feelings for julie,,,babe pls

- the whole edge of great performance is so good and beautiful and the colors are SPECTACULAR

-julie avoiding luke’s gaze lolz

- can't believe my mans really tried to deny he didn’t have feelings for julie like 5 hours earlier even though he’s getting upset because she hasn’t looked at him in 2 minutes

- THE. GUITAR. RIFF. SOLO.

- when i finally learn how to play the electric guitar well enough to learn the guitar solo... it’s over for everyone

-nick just came to watch the girl he likes perform not watch her flirt with a hologram plssss can we give this man a break next season.

- “we have to say goodbye to julie”- that’s literally more important to luke than not playing music anymore because julie is music to him now

unsaid emily

-already crying and the episode hasn't even started

-willex in the orpheum

- alex literally being OVER reggie

- nope too emotionally unstable to watch this scene right now

- my therapist will be hearing about this tomorrow

- show us the baby picture of luke cowards

- this is such a beautiful song that makes me cry every fucking time gosh damn it

- everytime i watch the flashback scene of luke on his bike i think of “christmas song” by phoebe bridges and i cry even more

- i tried to learn how to play this song on my electric guitar (because i dont have an acoustic guitar) and i ended up crying half way through so i do not think i will be playing it anytime soon:/

- the harmonies *chef’s kiss*

- THE POLICE LIGHTS ....i cry

- FAT tears rolling down my face

- there's literally not a moment i don’t cry during this episode

- interesting little relationship :0

- when i played percussion in 7th grade i used to lay down on the couch in the practice room at school ( which god knows what people did on that couch...ew) and stick my drumsticks up my nose too,,,, just another similarity between alex and i

stand tall

- willie really drove a bus 200 miles into the desert for his crush

- WILLEX HUG

- i love willie no last name so much,,,i just wanna hold and protect him

- alex’s ballerina dance

-julie’s overall outfit i love<3

- “im swimming”

- the way carlos hangs up the iPad on tía makes me CRACK UP he’s just lmao bye girl

- another julie outfit i love

- “anything julie. you know that.” AHHHHHAASIDSJFPACISN love bitches

- the suits

- luke’s hair in this episode is so much better than the perfect harmony hair pls

- YOU GOT NOTHING TO LOSE

- the way luke looks so restricted and confined in his suit... but at the same time he looks like a 10 week old puppy

-luke’s AGGRESSIVE but small foot tapping leading up to being on the stage

- the solos:)))))

- crying again over julie’s monologue to her mom

- julie really was brave enough to be ready to perform by herself

-the way Trevor looks at carrie when she says “been here before”

-ALEXXXXXX

-REGGIEEEEE

-luuukkKKKEEEEEEE

- this performance makes me cry

- especially the first time when i saw luke flickering...sobs

- he finally looks free in his suit:))

- alex’s solo is so pretty i love him

- reggie’s solo too

- nick just straight up vibing the entire performance

- alex and luke holding hands...hehehe cute besties

- “thank you, guys” NO THANK YOU

- the way julie begs for them to do something about the jolts for HER cause she knows luke would never say no to her

- “no music is worth making, julie, if we’re not making it with you,” I JUST SCREAMED AND IM PRETTY SURE I WOKE UP MY ENTIRE HOUSEHOLD...whoops

- going back to that line i could say so much about it but....for someone who’s life was literally MUSIC for the 17 years he was alive, and after finding out he could play music again even though he was dead and saying it made him feel alive, he would give that up- he would give up playing his guitar, playing in a band with his friends, give up writing and singing music- if he wasn’t doing that with julie. that’s more than saying i love you,,,that’s literally like saying i’d give up my ENTIRE LIFE and what i love to do if i dont get to do it with you

- i just made myself cry with that description...wow

-the hug<3

-also imagine how luke felt in that moment,,, hearing this girl, once again that he would give his life up for, saying in his ear that she loves them. i would motherfucking glow too, luke

- *passionately but gently holds each others faces*

-HANDS OFF MY BABY NICK, CALEB

- caleb’s outfit is....something

- the head turn plssss

this was so long and i am so sorry but if you read this far.....leave some of your own reactions or thoughts:)))

k goodnight im gonna, ugh, finally go study ://

#julie and the phantoms #jatp #julie molina #alex mercer #luke patterson #reggie peters #willie #flynn jatp #nick jatp #carrie wilson #renew jatp #netflix PLEASE we are begging give us a season 2

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zotlel · 3 years

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Fall Into You (M) - 01

pairing: jaebeom x you

genre: romance, angst, series, eventual smut

synopsis: Your love life has been filled with nothing but bad experiences. Determined to give up on the idea of finding the one you meet a man who is desperate to change your mind and have you see him as more.

word count: 5.0k

This was it, you thought. It was something you had feared for months, something you wanted so desperately to not be true. You felt empty, dead, barren, all the things you told yourself you would never be, yet here you were.

The thought had finally occurred to you as you felt your recent Tinder meetup thrust inside of you. His name was Xavier, a Spanish entrepreneur in his mid-20’s who just so happened to be in town testing a study group on his latest business venture. Yet the only thing this man had come close to doing all night was testing your patience. From his sleaze-ball attitude to the way he aggressively attempted to fuck you. Let’s just say you were grateful he couldn’t see your distasteful facial expression as he took you from behind.

You were depleted of all emotions in this moment as the man attempted to make love to your empty womb. You didn’t even feel anger or sadness at this point, your body felt like some sort of abandoned amusement park. The rides and attractions were there for everyone to see, they were just void of life. You feared that eventually, a dead body would feel warm compared to yours. The fear for you was so real, so scary, to think that you were just some damaged goods.

You started to feel suffocated from the motel’s disgustingly tacky red satin bed sheets that your head was currently being shoved deeper and deeper into. So you decided to end this God-awful encounter early. Sitting your body up causes the poor Xavier to lose his rhythm effectively allowing you to overtake power and position his dumbfounded body beneath you. Luckily the man lasted about as long as you had the capacity for, he gripped your hips tightly, possibly leaving a bruise, causing you to at least enjoy one sensation that night.

Once the man had finished he attempted to grab your naked form in one could only assume to be a cuddle, you had absolutely no capacity to even humor the idea. Feigning an early morning you quickly gathered your things and headed directly for the door, not so much as even pretending to want to see him ever again.

The walk of shame. 3 AM, unknown neighborhoods, brisk weather, and a clearer state of mind all accompanied you on your walk home. You officially felt at a total loss with yourself. You had tried the relationship thing, the casual dating, and now here you were attempting one-night-stands, and yet nothing helped you feel complete.

“If only he could see me now,” you say quietly to no one in particular.

Morning light hits you like a bucket of cold water. Apparently in your self-loathing state last night you completely neglected to change out of your cocktail dress and close your blinds. You groan audibly pulling your plush pillow to cover your head from the obscene light. The damage had already been done, you were now officially awake and forced to begin your day.

Dragging yourself to your bathroom you start by turning the shower to the hottest temperature possible and begin to strip from your attire. The woman staring back at you in the mirror is one that you had unfortunately been well acquainted with recently. With the smudged raccoon eyes and red nose that had broken through last night’s foundation, she was an absolute mess.

You scrub and scrub your body under the hot water as if it were some kind of remedy for the way you felt inside. No matter how raw you made your skin you still couldn’t erase the emptiness you felt throughout your core.

That is enough, you think to yourself. Enough of this vile attitude that you had towards yourself. Did you really need to remind yourself daily about what an amazing life you had? A great job, amazing friends, and a beautiful apartment in which you shared rent with a great roommate. Had you really stooped low enough in your womanhood that you would consider yourself empty just because you lacked the place of a man? Your mother would be so disappointed if she could see you now.

You had grown so tired of these men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close to you, their breaths thick with alcohol. Men who didn't come to the emergency room with you, men who left you alone on Christmas. Men who slammed their bedroom doors, who made you love them then changed their minds. You decided you would no longer let this gender be oppressive, you were a warrior.

“Well someone got in late last night,” your roommate, Sofie, called to you over her morning coffee. You had just made your way down to the kitchen in need of caffeine to help break through your early morning fog.

“Please don’t remind me,” you say to her as you begin searching for a clean mug.

“What? Did you not like this guy? Was he not good in be-”

You cut her off promptly by slamming the cabinet door, yourself being surprised by your own actions you turn to face her.

“I’m sorry I just really don’t feel like talking about it.”

Sofie nods her head in understanding instantly making a pool of guilt form in your stomach from the way you acted. This aggression was a new thing of yours that you had yet to get used to. Rage had begun to take a grip on your life, and on your friendships. You never wanted to be this way. It sickened you to imagine you would have ever become a person to hurt a close friend of yours because you couldn’t contain the fire that you felt inside.

“I’m really sorry Sofie I didn’t mean to snap it’s just-” your words stop as Sofie patiently waits.

“Last night was hard because it made me realize,” you take a big breath, “I am broken.”

“Sweetie you are not broken! You have just been burned, badly might I add, and you are having a hard time coming to terms with it that’s all.”

Is that all? Could Sofie finally have cracked the code that all of this just so happened to stem from one incident? There was no way you could allow this to be true. You were not just a victim who gets to bear her scar for the rest of the world to see. Your story would not end like that.

“No Sofie, you don’t get it, when I say that I am broken I am really not looking for sympathy,” her back straightens at your serious expression. “I just mean that I am giving up on relationships, all kinds of relationships with men, for now.”

“So no more dating?” You shake your head to confirm. “No more hookups?”

“When I say no more. I mean it,” you say with an icy tone.

“I don’t think that is such a bad idea,” Sofie begins. “I think you may just need to take some time before you go out again, learn about yourself, love yourself. Y’know all that shit that Teen Vogue used to tell us.”

You laugh at this, your roommate was a sweet girl, older than you but innocent enough. You envied her star glazed eyes when she talked about love and romance. Her heart was so pure and untainted, you hoped that she would never change, you prayed that she would never know.

“I think you may be right Sof.”

“Right about what?”

In the most perfect of moments Sofie’s boyfriend, Jake, comes down the stairs to join in on your impromptu counseling session. Jake and Sofie were long-time boyfriend and girlfriend since your guys’ days in college. They were each other’s first everything's, love, relationship, they had even lost their virginities to one another. The first day the two of them had met during your study session you could see it happen, the sparks. And throughout the years you were able to watch their love bloom and unfold.

“Oh you know the usual, my life is fucked,” you joke responding to Jake’s question.

“What fucking men with no feelings is finally getting old?” Jake says.

“Ouch, you don’t have to be so harsh,” you respond back to him in which he just shrugs you off.

Sometimes you wondered how a person as blunt as Jake managed to win over the tender-hearted Sofie. Jake reaches above Sofie’s head to grab his own mug for coffee while pressing a kiss to her forehead causing her face to flush with joy. Some couples just couldn’t be scrutinized, Jake and Sofie just worked.

“Hey, you’re still gonna come with us to Dominic’s New Year’s party on Friday, right?” Sofie asks you.

“That depends, will Dom stay far away from me for the entirety of the night?” you respond back.

“Oh come on, he’s really not all that bad!” Sofie says making your eyebrows go up in disbelief. “And if I recall correctly you hooked up with him a couple of months ago so you obviously don’t hate him that much.”

“First off, I was drunk,” you begin to feel yourself getting worked up. “Secondly, my heart was just broken, if you haven’t forgotten, so let’s just say my judgment was a little fucked.”

Sofie takes a long sip of her coffee and avoids eye-contact. You turn your body from her and breathe deeply from your nose in order to regain your composure.

“Okay, ladies let’s take it down a notch,” Jake effectively breaks the tension. “Y/N, I would love it if you came to celebrate with all of us. And I promise I will be keeping Dom busy so you don’t have to worry about him.”

“Fine, I’ve never been one to say no to free drinks anyways,” Sofie perks up at your response and excitedly hugs you causing you to smile.

Your workweek drags on leaving you anxious to get absolutely trashed at the upcoming party. You’ve had enough corporate bullshit to make certain that when Friday came no one would even be able to recognize that you played as a stock manager by day. One last sweep of your ruby red lipstick against your lips and your look is complete. Despite the bitter winter air you opted to show skin tonight in your tight black body-con dress. You knew that this look would attract lots of attention, but you didn’t care. You would relish in the way men would stare at you, and then doing something you have become unfamiliar with, you would deny each and every one of them.

You, Jake, and Sofie all share the same Uber from your apartment to Dominic’s swanky new penthouse. The four of you had all met in college, each of you finding different paths in life yet always keeping in touch. Back then Dominic was a promising young student swiftly on his way to becoming an engineer. Until suddenly he decided to leave school and follow his true passion for cuisine. Now he was one of the most successful restaurant moguls in the city.

His hard work truly paid off, you thought to yourself as the three of you entered his pristine penthouse suite already packed with people ready to celebrate the new year. The ceilings were high and the interior design was entirely bachelor-esque, true to his lavish lifestyle. Waiters attended to people throughout the room holding silver platters of champagne and the occasional finger-food. The scent in the air was lofty with alcohol and the various types of cologne worn by desperate men looking for a lay.

“You guys made it!”

Speak of the devil. Dominic makes his way through the crowd to greet his old friends. The four of you exchange hugs and hello’s but you were more than ready to end the interaction with him as quickly as possible. You look around the room until your eyes land on the small minibar across the living room.

“I need to be drunk,” you yell in Sofie’s ear causing her to giggle and excusing the two of you to the bar being worked by a dashing young bartender. It was a bit of a challenge to remember why exactly you weren’t going to be hooking up with anyone tonight. Until the young Colgate smirk shot you a knowing look. It all came rushing back, you fucking hated men.

Quickly you order a shot for both you and Sofie which she reluctantly agrees to, what a great friend, you think. The burn of tequila crawls its way to your stomach lighting a pleasant fire. You settle on champagne to sip on the rest of the night after taking the beverage from the bartender to promptly end his suffocating stare on you.

“I’m gonna go find Jake, are you okay here?” Sofie asks you.

“Yes of course I’ll be fine as long as the bartender can keep it in his pants.”

Sofie laughs and hits your arm for speaking so loudly, but you truly didn’t care. You begin to move away from the bar towards the floor-to-ceiling windows exposing the city life below. Upon approaching you can’t help but ogle at the beautiful scenery. The life of the city could be seen even from fifty floors up. The hustle and bustle of people eager to celebrate the new year had mesmerized you along with the mass of skyscrapers glittering against the deep purple horizon.

Once you and Sofie had left to find the bar, Jake and Dominic were across the room talking of old times while Dominic showcased his new apartment. Jake could tell that Dominic was proud in the development of his empire, it was obvious in the way he had to mention price tags on every item in his home. Just when Dominic was about to go on and on about a particular piece of art a man whom Jake had not met before interrupts their conversation by placing a hand on Dominic’s shoulder.

“Jaebeom you made it!” Dominic says to the man while pulling him in for a hug. Dominic, as anyone could tell, had a bit too much to drink tonight, hence the sudden affection.

Jaebeom didn’t seem to mind Dominic, perhaps already familiar with this behavior, he pulls back from the brief embrace and gives Dominic a tight smile. Jaebeom had dark hair that was tucked neatly behind each ear. His ears were littered with silver jewelry while his nose also adorned a single stud. His eyes were set deep giving him a mysterious aura.

“Jaebeom this is my good buddy from college Jake,” Dominic introduces the two while both the men shake their hands in a greeting. “Jaebeom is a photographer, he did all the shots for my new restaurant.”

“No kidding, that’s really awesome man,” Jake says trying to make conversation with the stranger.

“Thanks for saying so, I really appreciate it,” Jaebeom says.

A silence fills the space before Dominic asks, “So did Claire come with you tonight?”

Claire, from what Jake had heard, was Dominic’s newest conquest. She was a hostess at one of Dominic’s restaurants and apparently good friends with Jaebeom. Jake found it odd that Dominic could not work up the courage himself to ask out a girl instead of having someone he hired to be his wingman.

“Unfortunately she wasn’t able to swing her shift,” Jaebeom tells Dominic to which he shrugs in an attempt to seem unaffected. Jaebeom then suddenly turns to Jake.

“I’m sorry if this comes off as too forward, but I couldn’t help but notice the girl you came in with earlier.”

Jake laughs, this wouldn’t be the first time that he had to break it to some poor bastard that Sofie was his girlfriend. She was absolutely gorgeous and he knows that his girlfriend Sofie does garner lots of attention. Not that he feels jealous, he just hates having to break it to these dudes that they stand no chance.

“That would be my girlfriend actually,” Jake says.

“Both of them?” Jaebeom raises his eyebrow quizzically causing Jake to facepalm at the way he is handling this interaction.

“Oh no sorry,” Jake searches the room to see Sofie and you leaning against the bar on the other side of the room. “My girlfriend is the one in the white dress over there by the bar.”

Jake points out the two of you and watches Jaebeom’s eyes follow.

“Oh I see, I was actually going to ask you about her friend.”

Jake sputters the champagne he is sipping feeling caught off guard at the question. If Jake remembers correctly you had completely sworn off men not too long ago. Then again, Jaebeom does look like a nice guy and seems genuinely interested in you. As your friend, Jake feels at a standstill with what to do. Although Jake was harsh in words when it came to you, he always had a soft spot for you. And he knows when you put your mind to something, you do not tolerate when people disregard you. But before Jake can say anything, Dominic beats him to the punch.

“Are you kidding? Y/N is practically fucking anyone that even looks her way these days.”

Now Jake remembers just why Dominic and you never got along. He was a complete asshole to you.

“Hey dude come on, don’t say that shit about her,” Jake comes to your defense.

Dominic raises his hands in surrender while wearing that typical shit-eating grin, “I just call it as I see it.”

Jake begins to become increasingly frustrated with the way that his best friend was being talked about, but he is even more afraid of your image being potentially slandered in front of a total stranger. And perhaps a potential match.

“You know better than anyone that she is going through a lot right now. Besides just the other day she said she had absolutely no interest in dating anymore,” Jake internally cringes at himself for potentially scaring Jaebeom away with that last point, but he really couldn’t let Dominic continue to trash you.

“Oh, Jesus don’t give me that. Ever since she got dumped she has been acting like a complete who-”

“Alright I think that’s enough,” surprisingly Jaebeom beats Jake in coming to your defense by putting an end to Dominic’s drunken rant.

While listening to Dominic trash you and Jake attempting to defend you, Jaebeom was continually getting more and more upset. It was bad enough that Dominic has just shown himself to be a terrible friend, but now he was going to stoop as low as calling his friend such a derogatory term?

He thought again about the girl that caught his attention. His eyes were on you the moment you walked through the door. Even with the masses of people in the penthouse, he felt like he was on another world with you, floating distantly away in a turquoise sea. To your beautiful skin, gorgeous locks of hair, and even just the way you carried yourself. Jaebeom had found himself completely enraptured with this complete stranger. And he was not going to let one of your supposed “friends” go on ruining your image.

“It’s not very cool to talk about someone like that when they’re not here to defend themselves. Especially to someone whom they have never even met,” Jaebeom told Dominic with a stern tone.

If Jake was impressed before by this man, his respect for Jaebeom increased even more. If only you were willing to put yourself out there again, he thinks Jaebeom might be a really good change for you. He clearly was a person who stood for what they believed in, and Jake knows how much a person like that could have such a great impact on you.

“Now if you’ll excuse me,” Jake waves to Jaebeom too stunned to even say anything as he walks off.

“What the hell is his problem?” Dominic starts as Jaebeom leaves, “Does he think that Y/N will blow him with that bullshit Mr. Nice Guy act?”

“You are such a prick, you know that?” Dominic just shrugs off Jake taking a large gulp of his beer.

While roaming throughout the penthouse you would stop occasionally to scope out the room around you. The people, the music, even the drinks were just so mind numbingly dull to you. You thought to yourself either you were truly broken like you thought so earlier that week or you were perhaps just a narcissist. Neither of those options made you feel particularly good about yourself, but if you weren’t going to be the one to say it, who would?

“Are you enjoying yourself so far?”

Over the loud bass of the music somehow you were able to hear the question coming from the man who had just approached you. You turn towards him slightly startled. Only once you turned to the voice you felt your breath leave your lungs. He was handsome, no beyond that, you had seen handsome men before, fucked handsome men, he was something else. There was no word in the English language to describe his looks.

His cheeks were set high on his face along with his straight nose. The dark locks of hair that framed his face rested softly on his moonlit skin. The way he held your eyes with his stare had you almost in a panic until you remembered, you had lost all your patience for men.

Still, there was no harm in just conversing, your drunken state thought.

“I’m going to have to say no to that one,” you reply back honestly while setting your empty champagne glass on a waiter’s tray. Had it not been for the few drinks you had already you would not have even spared this man a second glance, right?

“Can’t say I blame you,” the man says. “I am Jaebeom by the way.”

He flashes you a tender smile with his perfectly straightened teeth, you quickly tell him your own name hoping to God this conversation could die. Your resolve while standing next to Jaebeom was slowly dwindling. You need to leave his side. Continuing this conversation leads to dangerous territory that not you nor your heart was ready for.

“I’m sorry, will you excuse me? I need to find my friends, I haven’t seen them all night,” you inwardly cringe at your lame excuse. Yet Jaebeom seems completely unaffected, holding his arm out to his side to allow your departure. A man that doesn’t get angry when you deprive him of attention, that was new.

Somewhere amongst the sea of people Sofie appears at Jake’s side effectively easing the growing anger Jake felt towards Dominic’s drunken antics.

“What were you two boys talking about,” Sofie says sweetly while looping her arm around Jake. Jake knows that if Sofie were to hear the things Dominic had been saying about her best friend, she would have an absolute fit. So he thought it best she didn’t know.

“Oh you know just guy talk,” Jake says smiling.

“My photographer has the hots for Y/N,” Dominic slurs while it takes everything in Jake not to strangle his friend.

“Your photographer? Who is that? I want to see what he looks like,” Sofie replies sounding interested, to which Dominic scans the room before landing his finger on Jaebeom talking with some other guests.

“What really? He is so perfect I have to go tell her,” Sofie tries to walk away until Jake pulls her back.

“Okay first of all, ouch, I am your boyfriend. How can you say a guy is perfect while I’m right here?” Sofie rolls her eyes but let’s Jake continue. “Secondly, wasn’t it just a couple days ago that she mentioned never wanting to date again?”

“Oh come on you know she doesn’t mean that, and besides that guy is so her type. The second she sees him she will forget her hatred of men altogether,” Sofie says.

Jake sighs but lets Sofie go over and tell you about your secret admirer. He didn't appreciate the way people took your words so lightly. Was he the only one listening to you for the past couple months to know that you needed time to heal? Then again Sofie was your closest friend and perhaps she knew what was best for you.

“Okay you are never going to believe this,” Sofie approaches you from behind as you finish off your third glass of champagne.

“Tell me quickly I can feel the alcohol beginning to fog my brain.”

“Literally the hottest guy here asked Jake and Dom about you, they say he is interested in you!”

Through your slightly buzzed state you can still feel the burst of annoyance come over you. You have to breathe deeply through your nose in order to not completely go off on your sweet enthusiastic friend. Did your words a couple days ago mean nothing to her?

“Sofie, like I told you, I am not at all interested,” you tell her causing her excitement to dwindle. “So you can pass along that message to this mystery man too.”

“Oh come on! At least let me show you who it is, you will just die,” Sofie says causing your eyes to roll.

You decide to play along, “Fine show me.”

Sofie excitedly turns both your bodies to the crowd of people, she scans for a minute until she finds the said man, excitedly pointing him out to you. Jaebeom was in the middle of a conversation. The man who was interested in you was him? The guy you completely blew off just moments ago?

You could feel yourself start to become overwhelmed. First when you started to talk to Jaebeom you began to have these feelings that you had never felt before. The fact that you couldn’t identify them frustrated you and made you want to leave this party. Now come to find out the whole reason he approached you was because he was interested? For reasons unexplained you began to feel the anger turn in your stomach again.

Who did this guy think he was? Was he just someone who felt he was so charming that just a simple greeting would have you spreading your legs for him? You felt so angry with yourself for even faltering for a moment on the resolution you made with yourself. This just proved your theory that all men want the same things from you. How could you be so stupid to think differently? Your head was turning into a swirl of red, clouding your judgement, perhaps the cheap booze was stronger than you anticipated.

It wasn’t until Jaebeom turned his body towards you, locking his eyes on yours. You expected to see the smirk, the smirk that all the men wear on their faces when they just want their dick wet. Instead, he smiled. Not a forced smile, it was genuine, you could feel the warmth of it from across the room. His smile had you faltering. You’ve been with so many men these past few months that you thought you had them all figured out. So why was he so unpredictable?

For this, the rage overcame you.

With all your might you are able to look away from him and down at the floor. Your chest felt tight, all the air around you had been sucked away as you struggled to get a grip on where you were. Breathing exercises were not going to help you at this point.

“Hey, are you okay?” Sofie looks down at your shaken figure.

“No, I’m not, I think I’m going to leave. I really don’t feel well,” you say as you begin to make your way through people not wanting to let anyone submit to your anger.

Sofie grabs your arm, “It’s almost midnight you can’t leave now!”

“Sofie please, I am being very serious right now. Let me go,” your tone is icy as Sofie draws her hand back in fear.

Taking the opportunity you start your journey towards the exit needing so desperately to get out of the sea of people. Your chest began to heave as you felt the world closing in on you. Tears prodded in your eyes as you clenched your fists. The crowd was suffocating, you felt like you were about to burst, until finally you made your way to the door. You hurried down the hallway to the elevator practically throwing a punch at the call button.

Jaebeom was across the room when he had seen the entire exchange. He noticed your change in expression and then proceeded to watch you suddenly turn to leave the party. Jaebeom had a hard time understanding why, but he felt worried for you. Suddenly he begins to weave in and out of the drunken mass as the countdown from ten begins to be shouted out. He sees only a glimpse of you as you finally slip your way out the front door.

He reaches the door, opening it to find there is no one in the hall, he looks down and sees the elevator doors slowly closing with you inside. He tries to make a run for it, what will he even say when he reaches you? He doesn’t care at this moment, all Jaebeom knows is that he doesn't want you to be alone.

Running fast towards the titanium doors you look up and catch his eye. Tears can be seen falling down your flushed cheeks. Your eyes were wild and bright as you stared through Jaebeom, making his steps come to a halt. He was shaken by the look in your eyes, so much so that he lets the elevator doors stop him from reaching you.

FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE, HAPPY NEW YEAR!

He hears the party happening behind him. The cheering and laughing as people celebrate with their friends and loved ones. Yet the noise is completely drawn out as Jaebeom thinks of you.

This girl he had only just met, yet he longed for so desperately so.

#got7 fanfic #jaebeom fanfic #got7 smut #jaebeom smut #Im Jaebeom #got7 scenarios #got7 imagines #fanfic #got7 #jb smut #got7 jb #jb fanfic

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nursegracecreates · 2 years

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have no idea if your match ups are still open, if they aren't I'm sorry and feel free to ignore. but if they are open could I get a romantic match up in the creepypasta fandom?? My name is Bunny, pronouns are they/she. My sun sign is Taurus and my mbti is INFP. I'm 5'0, medium puffy hair with bangs, round glasses, my build is curvy, and I have baby hands. aesthetically im dual kawaii i think. I have ptsd and mental health issues- couldnt fit the rest but ill send it in a second ask sorry again

Are.. are you me from this time last year?

Jackpot! It seems you've won a contest I didn't even know I was holding

You have won a date with....

Tobias Andrew Adams "Ticci Toby"

(I, ah, may have drawn a bit too much from my self ship 😅)

I generally don't include my version of Ticci Toby into matchups because

a) he's so far off from fanon Toby, and

b) he's mine 😅

But seriously, you sound so much like me that it's uncanny

So since you're obviously such an awesome person, I will share :3

Okay so a Taurus Taurus match is a very strong, and solid one

But, it might not be the most exciting

Not to say it isn't fun

But big dates out won't really be a thing

Big dates in, however are a different story

Think romantic homemade dinners and adventures outside

Honestly, this iteration of Toby is very cottage core

So he loves that you enjoy baking

While Toby isn't a fan of ultra sweet things

He's got somewhat of a sweet tooth

Cookies and poundcakes and home baked bread 🤤

I can see him constructing you a brick oven now 😌

Toby knows he's hard to deal with sometimes

And he knows he's a complete jerk towards almost everyone

And that sometimes you're more of a mother for him than a SO

He really doesn't mean to be the way he is... he just doesn't know any other way to be

So be prepared to watch this man bend over backwards to show you how much he cares

I'm talking fidgeting with your fingers, holding your hand, little touches to remind you he's there, random hugs, random slowdances, standing cuddles, sitting cuddles, and trying to sneak you away to a more private setting

He's a pretty skinny guy

But he loves your curviness

He likes to squeeze your curvier places

You're just so soft 😌

Likes to compare how tiny your hands are compared to his

He does this by flattening your hand out, palm to palm, then curling his extra finger lengths over your fingertips

Randomly brings baby animals, or stray animals home.

You and he act as sort of foster parents for the baby animals, raising them to be self sufficient and then releasing them

And you rehome the strays once you and Toby nurse them back to health

As a result, all of the strays in the area hang around your home

And there's a slight raccoon problem because Toby leaves dog food out for them

He has all the regular raccoons named, complete with backstories

Very Linda Belcher and the Saga of Little King Trashmouth

Toby does have a dog

His name is Seven, a goofy Mastiff boxer mix with polydactly on his back paws

Seven goes to work with Toby

But he always announces Toby's arrival home by running inside and jumping up into your lap, full of kisses

Mind you, this dog weighs 100 lbs and is mostly leg and nose

But when Toby comes in, Seven follows every command Toby gives him

In German

Toby heard in a study somewhere that dogs respond better to German commands so that's what he does with Seven

Toby is a very sensual lover, always looking to please you

He won't push you for sex

He remembers Millie (Lyra) complaining about pushy guys

So Toby is a perfect gentleman

When it comes to special interests, Toby is more than accommodating

He might not understand why you like some of the things to do

But you know what they say

Fake it till you make it

Toby will sit through whatever you want, and start out just acting interested for you

But it ends up that he's just as interested as you in the end

Say you start watching a show with him and there comes a point where a fandom faction is formed

You're watching and stating how obvious it is that your side is the right side

Toby pipes up with, "I agree with (character). (Opposing character) needs to get over it."

You look at Toby in shock then pride because he's basically just agreed with your side

Which means he's taken enough interest to form an opinion 🥺🥺🥺

Toby chuckles as you almost tackle him, smothering him with kisses

His patience has paid off

And (special interest) might not be so bad, now that he's watched it

#creepypasta #creepypasta matchup #ticci toby #tobias andrew adams #romantic matchup #sfw

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pinkjiminssi · 3 years

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So.. About That Hickey..

I think I’m still processing all of this and reminding myself I’m not dreaming 🤣 I seriously only got 3 hours of sleep last night and when I woke up the first thing I did was check twitter to be sure this “drunk bridal-style spinning hickey neck biting proudly showing off” moment actually happened!!

.. I hate the way my brain works though. I was so happy that it took me forever to fall asleep, spent all day on cloud 9 despite being tired, .. and then my old nemesis, anxiety, stepped in. Well kind of. TBH if all of the MOTS ON:E Jikook moments we got happened with Jimin/anyone else or Jungkook/anyone else.. I would seriously be sitting here saying “well fuck.. I believe they WERE a couple, but looking at all of this it seems they are no longer together.” So really, this just confirmed what I already knew about Jimin and Jungkook: they’re a couple. My anxiety is over.. why? Why show us this? If they can cover all of JK’s tattoos, a hickey/bite mark/whatever we’re calling it should be super easy to hide. Sure it was just rehearsal.. but it was rehearsal with cameras rolling with every intention of releasing what was being filmed as future content. It could have (and some might argue should have) been covered.

Guys... I’m confused. And concerned. ❗❗❗ TW for drama, hate, homophobia, the usual anti issues

That “official” explanation.. again.. why? I’m assuming Jimin and Jungkook were asked and allowed to explain because of the chance of it being spotted and armys freaking out, so BH (or possibly even Jikook) thought to get ahead of the speculation by just being up front about it all.. but THAT explanation? I suppose it works for covering up the army panic of “Jungkook has a girlfriend?! *insert fangirl sobbing*” .. but that’s literally all it does (and only barely if you go looking at some of the anti’s reactions to it all). Really, all it did was draw even more attention and speculation. I mean.. this is, essentially, what we were told: Jimin and Jungkook were together the night before drinking, apparently without the other members as they didn’t seem to know all of this already (and they would have if they had been there), somehow hanging out and having drinks turns into Jungkook picking Jimin up bridal style (random but some of the k-army reactions on twitter were translating through google into “princess style” and I just think that’s so cute 🥰), spinning ensues, Jimin gets dizzy and wants Jungkook to put him down, ... and so he proceeds to do the only logical thing that any of us would have done in that situation... biting Jungkook’s neck? And hard enough to leave a mark the next day?? And instead of being peeved about it (like most of us would have been if our friend bit the crap out of us), Jungkook looks happy?? proud even???

And they arrived together the next day and continue to be cute and playful?

I just.. I mean.. come on. First of all.. that’s a hickey. A bite leaves teeth marks. And one would assume a wild, drunken “let me down” chomp would be something that happens suddenly and ends very quickly. I know I for sure would drop someone on their ass if they decided to take a bite out of my neck (assuming I was even picking up and spinning around with one of my friends like that to begin with.. but let’s not even get into why that was going on at this point) .. but the way this bruised? Yeah. There were no teeth involved (at least not hard enough to leave indentations) and this took more than a couple of seconds of mouth-to-neck contact to still be that visible the next day. So.. in short. Jungkook arrives with a hickey, JK decides to not cover it up (or he would have shown up with it hidden and we see him get out of the car that morning with it clearly visible), BH staff sees it and also decides to not have it covered up and actually have it explained... and the explanation is “oh yeah Jimin just bit him, you know.. no big deal hehehe isn’t that funny?” 🤯 WHAT?! Yeah.. that’s totally normal, platonic behavior between adults...

I’m not saying Jimin and Jungkook are lying btw. I have no doubt it played out more or less exactly as they said with the exception of what they’re calling the end result. Jimin and Jungkook are fine.. I mean, what were they supposed to say? They’re not going to show up saying Jimin was sucking on Jungkook’s neck the night before. We’ll probably never know why Jungkook decided to not cover it up before arriving, but it’s his body and he gets to decide. It’s BH that has me so puzzled. Other than antis and people who refuse to see what’s literally right in front of their faces when it comes to Jikook.. who were BH expecting to believe the bite thing? Just among staff and the other members, it’s a laughable but safe “oh of course *wink wink*” explanation that allows everyone to carry on like normal. But to the public who don’t know them personally, don’t know their usual behavior and patterns, and who don’t have something like a non-disclosure agreement or professional courtesy preventing them from openly speculating.. it doesn’t fly. Pretty much everyone teen and up knows what a hickey looks like (either from having gotten/given one or at least seeing one on someone else in person or online). It’s immediately obvious what it is. And even if there was some uncertainty.. that it’s on his neck (instead of other easily accessible and less sensitive/stimulating locations) and just so happens to be right near his mole as it Jimin were aiming for it? Just another “too many coincidences” thing when it comes to Jikook.

Even antis on twitter couldn’t deny what it was and, so, had to resort to the “well I do that with my sibling and my uncle’s pet raccoon all the time it’s just family things” excuse and/or the “yeah well someone ELSE in the group (or a girlfriend) gave him that and they’re just covering by saying it was Jimin.” Oh. And the same old “it’s just fan service” excuse (as if Jungkook would let someone bruise his neck for the purposes of fanservice which, again, BTS has never done or needed to do. Forever pissed off that so many in this fandom act like Jungkook is a puppet doing whatever the “evil company” tells him to do regardless of his personal feelings or boundaries. The man has tattoos covering nearly every inch of his arm despite that being looked down on in Korea. At this point he can do whatever the fuck he wants). So.. why?? Seriously, why? This all could have easily been avoided with simple makeup.

When they’re doing official content they’re all literally followed around by a flurry of staff fixing hair, dabbing sweat, touching up makeup, etc. Even though it was rehearsal, staff were everywhere in the footage that’s made its way online. If they were worried that it would be seen in the background and “taken the wrong way,” just have the staff occasionally touch up the makeup. “Easy peasy lemon squeezy.” But instead of doing the obvious, BH decides to: not cover it, draw attention to it by asking about it and letting them continue to talk about it, go out of their way to get a camera on it, and then include it in the final cut of the content they sent out?

BTS is literally the most popular group in the world right now and BH has become a behemoth of a company that runs like a well-oiled machine. They’re not stupid; this was not a mistake. For some reason they wanted us to see this and, one would assume based on the lack of a more believable explanation, they wanted us to come to the conclusion that we all have: Jimin gave Jungkook a hickey. You know they have teams dedicated to monitoring reactions to content on social media. You know they know the dialog surrounding Rosebowl, Black Swan MMA, the Memories 2020 “almost kiss,” etc. etc. All of this got “jikook,” “hickey” and variations of their names trending for HOURS (in multiple countries and worldwide).

Out of curiosity, I decided to check the trends at the time of writing this. As of 3 AM CST (about 24 hours AFTER the clips started showing up online), there was still a hashtag trending related to all of this: #FREEJUNGKOOK.. and the tweets being directed toward BH are.. disturbing to say the least:

While I agree that the boys should trend more often based on their talents and music.. what’s going on right now is a homophobic 💩 show accusing BH of “scripting” interactions (rather than.. you know.. Jungkook interacting with whoever he wants however he wants.. the usual “mindless puppet JK” narrative), trying to coordinate the mass sending of angry emails, trying to get people to stop buying paid content, accusing BH of taking advantage of the members.. I mean it goes on and on. And BH know what’s going on right now. They’re seeing the reactions... the good and the extremely negative. And still they let this out. And this is all not even CONSIDERING the mountain of other moments that made the cut on MOTS ON:E.

(side note, the above pic just oozes happiness and it’s so cute I love it!! 😭)

So.. even though I’ve said it dozens of times already... WHY? W H Y? I’m an anxious person by nature and not very trusting. I believe Jimin and Jungkook and I don’t think they’ve been lying and pretending for “fanservice” all of these years. I respect them both too much as individuals and artists to believe that they would stoop to such tactics just to generate a little more “interest” and revenue. I’m suspicious of BH. BTS doesn’t need fanservice to get attention; literally all of 2020 and 2021 so far has proven that beyond a doubt. Even if they suddenly made the decision to do fs.. why not go with the most popular ship (taekook) or at least one that isn’t so hotly debated on social media (remove Jimin, Jungkook and Tae from the equation and you still have four members to “play” with who have much less potential to have fs devolve into a toxic crap show all over the internet). Showing us this will do nothing to help BTS as a group or Jimin and Jungkook at this point. In fact.. all it can do is hurt. Hurt BH, hurt the group, and hurt the individual members, heck.. even potentially hurt other BH/HYBE groups. I’ve already seen people on twitter saying they’re “done” spending money on anything BH or BTS puts out because they’re “sick of jikook in their faces and just two of the seven hogging all of the screen time.” Whether or not that “spending freeze” actually materializes into anything noticeable remains to be seen of course.. but the threat is there and always has been. What is the motive? And why now? As much as my “hopeless romantic” heart would like to believe they’re preparing us for Jikook to be “out” .. I seriously don’t think that is ever going to happen. Certainly not now at the height of the group’s fame, with them being given Presidential honors and ambassador status, and with military service still looming over them all. And let’s not forget... Korea is NOT a safe place for a queer couple. Letting us see and know what they did through what was released has the potential to put Jimin and Jungkook (and the other members by proxy) in danger. Sure.. BTS has never been hardline rule followers and have been breaking molds and shattering norms from the start, so “officially” having an openly gay couple in the group wouldn’t be impossible.. just... highly highly improbable. Especially right now... and I’m concerned. I don’t want to sound like the creeps I posted a screenshot of above throwing blame at the company. The boys chose to renew their contracts with the for a reason so we have to trust their judgement as a group... but still, I’m worried and I’m questioning what the purpose was here.

#jikook #drama #kat thoughts #sorry for being a downer...#I'm stressed :(

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attemptinghaikyuu · 3 years

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Fake Dating: Terushima

A/n: Idk man, he just pretty... also he has my whole heart after writing this, get ready for him to steal yours too

G/n reader

Terushima Yuuji

Terushima’s actually super smart and the first time you talked with him, was in your first year, when he tutored you in a subject you were struggling in

He was surprisingly good at explaining everything, even if it was done through flirting

Terushima: What’s you plus me, divided by the professional relationship we’re supposed to keep up?

Y/n: ...just explain logarithms again, flirt once I understand😐

By your second year, you had become one of the volleyball teams managers

Terushima had dragged you into being his friend whether you wanted it or not and in doing so you had been become a manager

Like your fellow managers you wanted the team to win in games, unlike them, you had the same desire for chaos as the rest of the team

It led to some crazy problems

There was a time you and Terushima we’re in a argument over something, you couldn’t even remember what

You decided you’d simply ignore him

All throughout that day’s practice he was constantly making side comments of being in the right, and when he asked for his water bottle, you kept your back to him

You weren’t about to give him anything, he could get it himself😡🤬

You had to go get it anyway, the coach told you to

He really shouldn’t have...

You stormed over to where Terushima was standing, a smug smile on his face, as he held his hand out for his bottle

He just gaped when he found himself drenched in water instead

All while an innocent smile found its way to your face, asking if he needed anything else

The coach had you both sit outside the gym to cool down

Y’all were yelling at each other so loud, that threatening suspension from the club, if you couldn’t work whatever this was out, was the only way to get you quiet enough to listen

It took awhile, but you apologized for drenching him, joking about how he was finally wet because of you

He apologized too, then he found a hose behind the gym and started spraying you, shouting it was an equal exchange

You were laughing so hard you barely noticed the dark figure of your other manager behind Terushima

Ya, she stopped you both before you could run into the gym and spray the rest of the team

Probably for the best😔✌️

He always tries to be a good friend; when he sees you struggling with something, whether it’s homework, a heavy box you can’t lift, or just a bad day, he’ll try his best to help out

Like, he looks like he wouldn’t care, but he cares so much that you have to lay down and thank the world for allowing him to be your friend

It’s because he’s always being such a good friend, that you reluctantly agree to fake date him

He was basically begging

Apparently there’s a girl in his class he wants to make jealous, in hopes of getting her to finally acknowledge his advances,

He wants to go to this school dance with her in a couple months

He was giving you big puppy dog eyes, it was literally impossible to say no

Let me tell you, when this first starts off, you’re both so stiff

Of course Terushima would joke about things before, but he did it with literally everyone

It’s a weird thing to reciprocate his flirting

Both of you had to stop for a second when you put yourself in the roll of being his partner and started to flirt back with him

The team could tell the whole thing was fake, and while they figured it would end in disaster, they couldn’t bring themselves to stop either of you when it was so funny to watch

The first day of fake dating he brought you to the front of his class, right before the girl he liked walked in, he kissed your cheek and said he’d see you later

The girl just walked into the class without a second glance

You felt bad, that feeling only growing when you saw the look of disappointment on your friends face

So the next day is when you began flirting back with him, the banter causing him to walk into his classrooms door from his initial shock

For that first week, it’s awkward and a bit forced

After awhile, Terushima really gets into the back and forths you two have

One of these flirting sessions gets the girl to look over and raise a brow at you two, leaving you feeling incredibly accomplished

It might have been because of the unique pickup line you had used though

“If you were a trash can, I’d wanna be a raccoon, cause I’d love to dig into you.”😉

You still felt accomplished nonetheless

Other then that one glance, the girl really seemed like she could have cared less about what Terushima was doing

This quickly led to his self esteem lowering, effecting volleyball practice with it

The fifth time he messed up at his serving, you grabbed his arm and pulled him aside, ignoring his protests

“Terushima, listen to me,” you interrupted his whining. “I know this is probably frustrating, but even if nothing happens with you and this girl, you need to give your all in volleyball, you’re the captain.”

His reply is delayed, and he’s looking away as he scowls “I’m not good enough for her or volleyball, huh.”

And now you’re pissed off, “You’re amazing!” You shout, startling him into looking at you

“Don’t get me wrong, what we’re doing is really stupid, it’s incredible that you’re willing to do this though!! And you’re always working on being better, and even if you aren’t as good at something as someone else is, you’re still the best to me!” You vent, finishing your speech by pulling Terushima into a hug

Neither of you have a lot of serious conversations, and when you do they don’t last long, usually joking to end the moment

This time however, you both just hug each other, the sincerity of your words making Terushima’s heart skip a beat

You’re both softer with one another after this, and everyone can see the shift in your interactions

The amount of time you’re with him is astonishing, it’s only increased since the moment

Y’all are having study sessions, going out for snacks, and having crack discussions over text at midnight

The team is wondering when or if you started for real dating

The school dance is coming up and you’re refusing to study the depth of your feelings toward Terushima

He’s still trying to impress the girl and you’re going to help him

Except he wasn’t anymore

While walking to Terushima’s class the next day you grab his hand and when you see the girl, you do what you think might make her jealous

You give him a kiss on the lips

And all of a sudden, you can’t keep your feelings inside, and you’ve forgotten why you decided to kiss him other then for the reason that you wanted too

He’s blushing, but trying to smirk and act like being kissed by you isn’t affecting him

Acting on the rush of kissing your “fake” boyfriend, you push him against the wall and blurt “I seriously like you, and I know this is fake... but can we make it real?”

He’s speechless, he knew you could be bold but you were gonna give him a heart attack

You’re lucky he likes you, he thinks, and still blushing, he nods his head yes

You’re estatic as you hug your boyfriend, grinning at the fact you can call him that and know it’s true

A tap on your shoulder has you remembering your still at school

Jumping back a bit to see the girl Terushima had begun this whole debacle over

The girl offers you a smile, turning to congratulate Terushima, saying she’s happy he’ll stop bothering her about how cool you are😭🥺

Turns out they became friends and he talked about how much he liked you... jokes on her, she thinks he’ll stop gushing about you <3

#haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu terushima #terushima yuuji #terushima x you #terushima x y/n #terushima x reader #terushima imagine #fluff #fake dating #I am... asexual #I still made those jokes huh

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Stark Spangled Banner

Ch50- I Got My Second Chance Right Here

Intro: After talking with Scott, Steve and Katie find themselves facing the possibility that there may be a way to undo Thanos’ actions and bring everyone they lost back. Only Tony isn’t on board with the idea and once more Katie finds herself in the middle of the two most important men in her life...

Warnings: Bad Language words

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

A/N: As always, huge shout out to my reposting partner- @angrybirdcr

Chapter 49

Stark Spangled Banner Masterlist // Main Masterlist

“Man am I glad to see you.” Scott clasped Steve’s hand in his as soon as the gate was open, pumping it up and down furiously.

“We thought you’d been snapped.” Steve took a deep breath, frowning as he looked the man up and down. “You are really here right? This isn’t’ some kind of weird mind trick or…” “Yeah, I am now. I mean, not that I wasn’t, but well, no I kinda wasn’t.” Scott took a deep breath. “It’s really hard to explain but…”

“Well we got time to listen.” Steve smiled, reassuringly “Come on.”

Scott nodded, fired up his van and drove through the gates whilst Steve locked them again, before he climbed in his car, spun it round and drove, Scott following, round to the parking area. Steve led Scott through the facility and into the room they had been sat in where Katie was settling Jamie on the sofa at the other end of the room.

“You stay here, okay?” Katie smoothed Jamie’s hair softly with her hand. He nodded and pulled on his headphones, tablet clamped in his hand as he began to watch Dumbo for what must have been the nine-hundredth time. Casting one more look at him over her shoulder, Katie walked over to where Steve and Natasha were stood, watching a very distressed Scott pacing in front of them, mumbling to himself.

Steve and Natasha shared a look, before Steve looked to his wife and she nodded her head in Scott’s direction, encouraging him to open the dialogue.

“Scott?” Steve spoke.“Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine” Scott said in a tone that indicated he was anything but. He opened his mouth to speak but shut it again, before he pressed his fingers into his eye sockets clearly struggling with what it was he needed to say. Eventually he took a deep breath and looked around the room. "Have you ever studied quantum physics?”

Katie shook her head, as did Steve.

"Only to make conversation,” Natasha shrugged.

Scott pointed to Natasha. “Alright, so, five years ago, right before…Thanos, I was in a place called the Quantum Realm. The Quantum Realm is like its own microscopic universe. To get in there, you have to be incredibly small. Hope, she’s my… she was my…” He took a deep breath, struggling to quell the emotion that was brewing in his voice. “And then Thanos happened, and I got stuck in there.”

“I’m sorry.” Katie shook her head, sympathetically. “That must have been a very long five years

"Yeah, but that’s just it. It wasn’t. For me it was five hours.”

Steve frowned.

“See, the rules of the Quantum Realm aren’t like they are up here. Everything’s unpredictable.” Scott continued as Steve looked from Katie to Natasha, both of them wearing expressions which were a cross between curiosity and contemplation.

“Is that anybody’s sandwich?” Scott asked, pointing at the plate on the table “I’m starving.” As he strode over to pick up the remainder of Nat’s peanut butter sandwich, Steve shook his head slightly, still not understanding what this had to do with anything.

"Scott, what are you talking about?” he asked, prompting him to get back on track.

“What I’m saying is, time works differently in the Quantum Realm.” Scott spoke trough a mouthful of peanut butter and bread before he hastily swallowed “The only problem is right now, we don’t have a way to navigate it. But what if we did?”

He began to pace again and Katie cocked her head to the side slightly, watching him as he gestured wildly with the hand holding the peanut butter sandwich.

“I can’t stop thinking about it. What if we could somehow control the chaos, and we could navigate it? What if there was a way that we could enter the Quantum Realm at a certain point in time but then exit at another point in time? Like…” He paused taking a breath as he looked at the 3 faces in front of him. “Like before Thanos.”

"Wait.” Katie held up a hand to stop him, her voice laced with scepticism. “Are you talking about a time machine?”

“No. No of course not. No, not a time machine, it’s more like a…” Scott trailed off and looked down before he shrugged. “Yeah like a time machine.”

Steve took a deep breath and shared a glance with Katie, both of them raising an eyebrow. Steve let out a small sigh as he had been hoping Scott had something that they could actually use.

“I know, it’s crazy, but I can’t stop thinking about it. There’s gotta be some way. There’s got to be some-” Scott looked at Steve’s face and sighed. “It’s crazy..I know, yeah…”

"Scott,” Natasha cut him off, “I get emails from a raccoon. Nothing sounds crazy anymore.”

Steve looked at her and had to concede maybe she had a point. The things they had seen over the past eleven years, none of it he would have ever believed possible. So who was to say this wasn’t? But time travel? Really? Was he stood there, actually thinking it could be a possibility?

“So who do we talk to about this?” Scott asked, looking between the three people stood in front of him.

Natasha looked at Katie meaningfully and she shook her head, instantly understanding.

“Uh-uh. He’s done with all this, there’s no way he’ll help.”

“Who?” Scott asked.

“My brother.”

“We should at least try.” Natasha implored, her eyes bright at the possibility that there could be a way to undo everything. Katie really wanted to feel the same level of excitement but all she could feel at that point was a horrible sense of foreboding. And she had no idea why.

“Nat’s right.” Steve looked to Katie. “We should talk to him.”

Before Katie could respond she saw out of the corner of her eye that Jamie was sliding off the sofa and walking towards them. Scott who hadn’t noticed the small boy up until that point gave a start of surprise before he watched him hurry over to Katie.

“Momma.” He asked and she crouched down next to him.

“You okay?”

“When’s dinner?”

“I’m gonna make it soon, sorry baby.” She kissed his cheek as she picked him up, turning back to Scott. “Jamie this is momma, daddy and Auntie Nat-Nat’s friend, Scott. Wanna say hello?”

Jamie looked over, smiling, not a shy bone in his body, as he waved his little hand. “Hi Scott.”

“This…you…” Scott was looking between Katie and Steve and Steve gave him a small smile. “Wow, that’s great. It’s nice to meet you, Jamie.” Jamie held out his hand for a hi-five and Scott let out a laugh, obliging. “So, you guys just got the one, or…”

“No, we also have an older daughter.” Steve smiled, as he watched Jamie in his wife’s arms.

“Older?”

“She’s adopted.” Katie explained. “Currently away with friends.”

Scott nodded, swallowing a little as his gaze dropped to the floor. The room fell into silence and Katie took a deep breath.

“I’m gonna go make dinner.” She smiled, before looking at Scott then to Natasha.“See if we can do better than a peanut butter sandwich.” “Scott, why don’t you go with Natasha and she can fill you in on anything you need to know.” Steve offered. “And vice versa of course.”

“Okay.”

Natasha gestured with her head for Scott to follow her as Katie placed Jamie on the floor and looked up at Steve.

“Do you really think there’s anything in this?” Steve sighed. “I dunno, Sweetheart. I mean it sounds crazy, a time machine, but then so does a mad man wiping out fifty percent of all living creatures on the planet with a click of his fingers thanks to some cosmic stones.”

“Just promise me something.” Katie looked at him, “if Tony refuses to help, you won’t go kicking off and falling out again. Because if he does say no, he has his reasons for doing so.” “I promise.” Steve assured her.

Satisfied, Katie smiled and looked down at Jamie. “Wanna come help me make dinner or go with Daddy and talk to Scott and Auntie Nat-Nat.” Jamie pondered and Steve smiled at his face. The three year old was torn, and Steve knew why. Part of him wanted to go and talk to his Auntie and the new man he had met a few minutes ago because he was naturally inquisitive, or a “nosey parker” as Emmy called him. But the other part of him knew that if he went to help his Mom he’d be getting sneaky little tit-bits along the way.

Eventually, the curiosity part won out and he grabbed Steve’s hand. “I go with you Daddy.” Katie rolled her eyes good naturedly. “Traitor.”

Jamie grinned as Steve picked him up, leaning over in his Father’s arms to place a sloppy kiss on Katie’s cheek.

“Love you Momma.” He beamed as Steve smiled at his wife. She stuck her tongue out at her son making him giggle and do the same, then she picked up the bag off the table and headed down to the kitchen.

******

Tony smiled headed out of the house and across the lawn towards Morgan’s little tent. He clapped his hands along to a well-known famous beat.

“Chow time! Morgoona.”

No answer. Tony rolled his eyes, it was just like dad trying to deal with Katie when she had been that age. She’d ignore everyone unless she decided paying attention was of any benefit, well, almost everyone. She’d always come running when it was him who called. Something Tony had always been secretly smug about.

He sat on the small chair by the side of the tent and looked around him, taking in the gentle breeze coming off the lake.

“Morgan H Stark, you want some lunch?”

“Define lunch or be disintegrated.” She spoke, her voice slightly distorted as she emerged from the tent and he felt his breath catch. She was wearing the silver and blue helmet that belonged to the suit he had been working on in the garage, and she had the play Iron-Man glove that he had made sets of for her and Jamie on her hand, holding it up as if firing a repulsor beam.

“You should not be wearing that, okay? That is part of a special anniversary gift I’m making for Mom.” He pressed a kiss to the side of the helmet before he took it off. His daughter’s face emerged, smiling mischievously.

“Okay.” She grinned as Tony brushed the hair back off her face and smoothed down the fly-away strands that had risen up.

“There you go. Are you thinking about lunch? I can give you a handful of crickets on a bed of lettuce.”

“No.” Morgan giggled

“That’s what you want.” He teased before he glanced at the helmet in his hand. “How did you find this?”

“The garage” She said simply, as if it was obvious. Which in fairness, it was, because that’s where he had left it.

“Really?” Tony looked at her, narrowing his eyes slightly in suspicion. “Were you looking for it?”

“No.” She said, but the look on her face that told Tony she had totally been looking for it. “I found it, though.”

“You like going to the garage, huh? So does daddy” Tony stood, picking her up in one arm, the helmet still held in the other, heading to the house. He glanced down at it again and chuckled to himself. “It’s fine, actually. Your mom never wears anything I buy her.”

He had just reached the top of the steps to the porch when his attention was caught by the sound of a car heading up the drive. He turned round to see Kiddo’s grey Audi pulling to a stop a few meters away. He paused for a moment, because he hadn’t been expecting them, but then he smiled and waved before he frowned a little. There were other people in the back seat of the car, but he couldn’t quite make out who.

Katie was out of the car first, opening one of the back doors and Jamie barrelled out of the vehicle, running over to his Uncle.

“Uncle Nee!” He called gleefully as he ran up the steps to the porch.

“Hey!” Tony placed Morgan down and bent to give his nephew’s head a kiss. “I wasn’t expecting to see you guys to-“

He trailed off as he caught sight of exactly who it had been in the back. Natasha raised her head in a greeting which he returned and he then glanced at the man, Scott Lang, who he had last seen in The Raft

A man who had been snapped was now stood on his driveway.

What the fuck was going on?

“Morgan,” Tony looked down, “take Jamie inside will you? Tell your mom we have visitors, I’ll be in in a moment.” “Okay.” Morgan said, and Jamie took her hand, the two of them heading off round the porch.

“Hey.” Katie greeted her brother as she walked up the steps. “Sorry to spring this on you but…”

He gave her a hug and when she stepped back he looked over her shoulder. “S’Up Lang? Thought you got turned to dust?”

Steve winced slightly at Tony’s blasé tone, but he could tell from his brother-in-law’s face, he was anything but. His eyes were burning with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

“It’s a really, really long story.” Scott nodded as he rounded the car, looking at Tony

“Which is why we’re here.” Steve slipped his hands into his pockets as he stopped at the porch steps. “Tony, there might be a way we can bring everyone back.” Tony took a deep breath. Five years. Five years it had been and still they couldn’t simply let things lie. Did he want to get involved? No, absolutely not. But he should at least hear them out, right? It could be simple. Maybe not dangerous, either. Maybe.

He looked at his sister and she shrugged, and he could tell by her expression she was torn. Probably from the same fears he had.

“Take a seat.” He gestured to the chairs and sofa on the porch area. “I’ll grab us a drink.”

Katie looked at Steve and jerked her head towards the house and Steve nodded, understanding she was going with him. She followed Tony inside and greeted Pepper who had seen the gang outside the house.

“What the hell?” Tony frowned and Katie sighed.

“He turned up at the compound last night. Apparently he was in something called the Quantum Realm when the Snap happened. He re-emerged a few days ago and drove over.” Katie bit her lip. “The thing is Tony, for him it was a matter of hours not years.”

Tony took a deep breath and reached into the fridge for the tall jug of iced coffee and placed it on the counter before pouring in a generous helping of vanilla syrup. Still without a word being spoke he pulled five glass tumblers from the cabinet, and handed them to his sister. “We’ll be outside.” He said, giving Pepper a kiss. “How many should I expect for lunch?” She asked, giving him a small smile “Set it for eight.” He shrugged, walking away. “I’ll decide whether they can stay or not after I’ve heard what hair-brained scheme Rogers has come up with this time.”

Katie rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. “In his defence, this isn’t his idea.”

“No but I bet it was to come here.”

“Wrong again.” Katie arched an eyebrow as Tony opened the door. “That one’s on Nat.” “Pain in my ass.” he mumbled, as he walked back to the porch.

He placed the jug down on the small coffee table and plonked into a chair to the right of it, looking up at Steve who was leaning against the wooden rails of the porch, Nat to his right.

“Alright,” He watched as Scott sat in the chair at the other side of the small table, Katie leaning up against the side of the house. “Explain.”

So Scott did. About where he had been, how long for, and his theory about how they could, potentially, use the Quantum Realm to navigate time. Tony listened, and for the most Steve was surprised to see the man’s face was passive, no sarcastic quirk of the eyebrow or quip. Nothing. Instead, he reached over and began pouring the drinks into the glasses.

“Now, we know what it sounds like.” Scott stammered out before Steve cut him off, keen to understand what was going on in the Inventor’s head.

“Tony, after everything you’ve seen, is anything like this really possible?”

Tony looked up from pouring the drinks, handing one to Katie who smiled a thanks to him.

“Quantum fluctuation messes with the Planck scale, which then triggers the Deutsch proposition, can we agree on that?”

Scott, Steve and Natasha all looked blankly back at him. Steve had no idea what he was talking about but he saw Katie out of the corner of her eye stiffen slightly.

“As in David Deutsch?” She asked. “The Fabric of Reality?”

Tony nodded before he handed Steve a glass. “Thank-you.” Steve said, he quite liked Tony’s iced coffee, he had certainly drunk enough of it whilst sat in the spot that Scott now occupied over the past few years.

"In layman’s terms, it means you’re not coming home.” Tony finished, and Steve let out a sigh.

“I did.” Scott said almost immediately.

“No, you accidentally survived. It’s a billion to one cosmic fluke.” Tony shook his head, his voice even “And now you want to pull off a, what do you call it?”

Scott shrugged, searching for a term to describe what he had been thinking of doing. “A…time…heist?”

“Yeah, a time heist. Of course, why didn’t we think of this before?” Tony asked, looking up at Steve “Oh, because it’s laughable? Because it’s a pipedream.”

"The stones are in the past.” Steve spoke softly. The fact that Tony hadn’t dismissed the fact that it was a possibility to time travel was spurring him on, there had to be a way they could do this safely, Scott was living proof of that. “We could go back and we could get them.”

“We can snap our own fingers. We can bring everybody back.” Natasha added.

“Or screw it up worse than he already has.” Tony instantly replied.

“I don’t think we would.” Steve shook his head.

“Got to say, sometimes I miss that giddy optimism.” Tony shot, and Steve took a deep breath, raising his eyebrows. “However, high hopes won’t help if there’s no logical, tangible way for me to safely execute said time heist.” Tony leaned back further in his chair. “I believe the most likely outcome will be our collective demise.”

Natasha walked from where she had been stood leaning against the wall of the house besides Katie to the rails of the porch, looking out over the grounds for a moment as Scott spoke again.

“Not if we strictly follow the rules of time travel.” He said, almost eagerly, “No talking to our past selves, no betting on sporting events-”

“I’m going to stop you right there, Scott.” Tony raised his hand and leaned forward. “Are you seriously telling me that your plan to save the universe is based on Back to the Future?”

“No?” Scott said, embarrassment flooding his tone.

“Good you had me worried there, because that’s not how quantum physics works.”

“Tony, we have to take a stand.” Natasha spoke, turning to face him, her voice sad, almost pleading. Katie watched her for a second, before she looked to her brother. Tony stared up at Nat, almost apologetically but Katie could see his mind was made up, and his answer was just what she had suspected it would be.

“We did stand.” Tony’s voice was soft “And yet, here we are.”

“I know you got a lot on the line,” Scott spoke again, “you got a wife, a daughter. But I lost someone very important to me. A lot of people did.” His voice began to gather pace and volume as he tried to sell his desperation to Tony “We have a chance to bring her back, bring everyone back. And you’re telling me you won’t even-”

“That’s right Scott. I won’t even. I got a kid.” Tony cut him off with absolute irrevocability as Scott stared at him in disbelief.

Steve took a deep breath and glanced at Katie, who had remained silent pretty much all through the discussions. She was looking down at her hands, twisting her engagement ring around her finger, the way she always did when she was worried or thinking. But before he could say anything, the door to the house opened and two sets of small footsteps clattered across the wood. Morgan ran up to Tony, who picked her up as she placed her arms round his neck and Jamie ran to his mother, who swept him up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Mommy told us to come save you.” Morgan said to her dad. Katie gave a soft chuckle as Tony looked at her, grinning.

"Good job. I’m saved.” Tony told his daughter as he gave her head a kiss before he stood up, Morgan in his arms. He turned to look at Steve, Nat and Scott. “I wish you’d come here to ask me something else. Anything else.” He sighed, before looking directly at Nat. “Honestly, I missed you.” She gave a small smile as he turned to head to the house. “Oh, and the table’s set for eight-“

As he went to pass by Steve, the Soldier gently stopped him with a hand on his arm and Katie watched, Jamie perched on her hip, his small hand playing with the diamond studded star shaped necklace she wore, a gift from Steve many Christmases ago.

"Tony, I get it, I really do, but this, this is a second chance.”

“I got my second chance right here, Cap.” Tony looked at his brother-in-law before he nodded over to where Katie was stood holding Jamie. “You did too. And I can’t roll the dice again, and frankly neither should you.”

Steve took a deep breath, bristling slightly. Was Tony seriously implying that he thought he was going to gamble with his kids’ lives? That was the whole point of them coming to talk to him, so that they didn’t do anything that would jeopardise what they had.

“If you don’t talk shop, you can stay for lunch.” Tony headed towards the door.

“I think we should be getting back.” Steve spoke, his words coming out a little harsher than he had meant. Tony turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow.

“Suit yourself.” He shrugged, before heading into the house. Katie watched her brother go and then turned to Steve as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He looked at her and she stared straight back, her face stony. She’d warned him how this would turn out and he’d promised her he wouldn’t get mad at Tony. And whilst he hadn’t got mad per-se, he had to concede that his last comment had been said with a bit of a shitty tone.

“Momma?” Jamie spoke and Katie’s attention turned to her son. “I want lunch. Auntie Pepper was making meatballs.” “Your favourite?” Katie smiled at her son “Wow!”

Jamie giggled and Katie turned back to her husband “You go, we’re gonna stay.” Her statement was accompanied with a look to say that this wasn’t up for negotiation so Steve took a deep breath and nodded.

“Okay, give me a call and I’ll come get you later.” He dropped a kiss to her cheek, before he did the same to his son and then gestured for Scott and Natasha to follow him back to the car.

“He’s scared.” Natasha turned to Steve once they were clear of the porch steps.

“Well, he’s not wrong." Steve sighed because, despite his disappointment, he understood Tony’s fear and reticence, he really did because he felt it too. They couldn’t do anything that would undo the events of the past five years. But there had to be a way to make sure they didn’t. He looked back at the house where he could just see Katie was stood inside the kitchen, smiling at Pepper.

"Yeah, but I mean what are we gonna do?” Scott asked, his tone desperate again. “We need him, are we gonna stop?”

“No, but I wanna do it right,” Steve said thoughtfully, as an idea suddenly came to him. He opened the driver’s side door and glanced over at Natasha “We’re gonna need a really big brain.”

"Bigger than his?” Scott asked incredulously, pointing to Tony’s house.

Natasha quirked an eyebrow as she understood what Steve meant and she smiled gently before turning to Scott.

“Good job we know exactly where we can find one.”

****

Inside the house, Katie watched the car pull away before she turned and accepted the glass of wine Tony was offering.

“Lunchtime drinking?” She quirked an eyebrow and he shrugged.

“Figured you might need it after that, I do.”

Katie sighed and made her way over to the table, where Pepper was sat dishing out the food onto the kid’s plates.

“Fankoo Auntie Pep.” Jamie said, grinning and she beamed at him.

“You’re welcome, Sweetie.” They ate together, making general conversation about anything other than ‘time heists’ and two helpings of meatballs and spaghetti later, Jamie and Morgan asked if they could go outside to play. Tony headed out to supervise them whilst Katie helped Pepper clear the table before she went to find her brother.

“So we gonna talk about the elephant in the room, or on the lawn?” Tony asked, looking at her.

Katie shrugged. “That’s not why I stayed, Tone.” She sighed, her green eyes locking onto his. “You know, I told them you wouldn’t want to help.” “It isn’t a case of not wanting to, Kiddo.” He sighed. “I just can’t…”

“I get it.” She nodded with a sad smile. “There’s a lot at stake…”

"So why doesn’t Spangles see that?”

“He does. He just wants to see if there’s any possible way we can do it. You know, bring everyone back.” “And what about you?”

“Honestly?” Katie looked at Tony and shrugged. “If you told me there was a way we could do it, and not change anything out of the last five years I’d jump at the chance, because that’s what we do, we’re the A-vengers remember, not the Pre-vengers.”

“Used to be.” Tony corrected her with the glimmer of a smile.

“Well, I don’t remember quitting.” Katie looked at her brother. “We just kinda…stopped.” “Say there is.” Tony sighed. “Say you suddenly find a way that guarantees that nothing from the last five years will change, and you do it. You pull off the Time Heist, reverse the snap…Kiddo, you open up a whole can of other worms. People have moved on in the past five years, and suddenly you’re bringing back husbands, wives, daughters, sons, mothers, fathers who were long gone and-”

“I know.” Katie cut him off, nodding. “It would be extremely naïve to think things could just simply go back to how they were. There would be a lot of other issues and shit to deal with, I get that, but at least everyone would be alive.”

Tony sighed “I can’t gamble on this.” He gestured to the kids who were now playing

“Like I said Tony, I’m not trying to change your mind.” Katie shrugged. “And I won’t be gambling on anything either.”

******

It was getting late, and Steve still hadn’t heard from Katie. He was just about to give her a call when he heard the security system announcing the gate had been unlocked. Frowning, he made his way to the door, opening it to see Tony’s car pulling onto the driveway. He stopped not far from the door and Katie stepped out of the passenger seat.

“He’s fast asleep.” She nodded to the rear as Steve headed out to greet her, peering into the back of the car. He gave his wife a quick peck on the lips before he reached into the rear, and gently picked Jamie out of the back, the child only stirring long enough press his face into Steve’s shoulder, grabbing a handful of his sweater in his fist.

“Thanks Tony.” Katie leaned back into the car over the passenger seat to give her brother a kiss on the cheek.

“No problem, Kiddo.” As his sister stepped back, Tony hesitated for a moment and then climbed out of the car, looking over the roof at Steve who was heading back up the steps to the house.

“Cap.” He called. Steve stopped and turned to his brother-in-law. “I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you what you wanted to hear.”

Steve took a deep breath and shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. We’re meeting Banner tomorrow.” “Banner?” Katie frowned.

“Yeah.” Steve nodded. “Nat called him before, he’s gonna hear us out. See if he can help.”

Tony remained silent, his mind whirring. “Just promise me one thing, please.” He sighed. “You can’t, the kids, I mean…”

Steve frowned. “Tony, if you think I’d gamble with our children’s lives, then you really don’t know me at all.”

“I guess not.” Tony’s mouth set into a thin line and at that point Katie shook her head.

“Stop it, please.” She sighed. “I can’t cope with you at each other’s throats, not again.”

Steve licked his lips and turned to his wife. “Sorry.”

“Just take Jamie inside, I’ll be with you in a moment.” She looked at him, Nodding, Steve turned and headed inside. Katie glared at her brother who held his hands up, palms open.

“Like I said before, I get why you’re scared, but Steve’s right. All we’re doing at the moment is gathering facts, maybe understanding what we’re looking at a little more. If by doing that we come to the conclusion that we can’t guarantee what we have isn’t safe then we stop.” Tony took a deep breath, before he nodded back to the house. “Just make sure he understands that.”

Before Katie could reply he hopped back in his car, reversed slightly before he spun round and headed off through the gates. Katie walked straight into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine, grabbing a beer for Steve before she sat down at the table, head in her hands, she was exhausted.

The problem was, she could see this from both sides. Whilst the possibility of being able to bring everyone back was simply too good to not explore, the chance that they could lose either of their kids if something didn’t got to plan was enough to put the fear of God into her. She looked up as Steve returned having settled Jamie in bed, and she slid the beer across the table to him as he sat in the seat next to her.

“You okay?” He asked, and she looked at him.

“I’m scared Steve. Tony is right. We can’t risk what we have.”

“We won’t.”

“You don’t know that for sure, none of us do.” She sniffed, and Steve wasn’t surprised to see the tears in her eyes. “Tony before, when he talked about the Deutsch proposition, that was a reference to a guy called David Deutsch. He wrote a book called The Fabric of Reality and one of the chapters talks about how time travel would really work if it proves possible.”

Steve nodded, telling her to continue. He knew when she was on a roll explaining something like this he had to let her finish, plus he wanted to understand her concerns.

“His view of time travel is that if you went back in time and killed your Grandfather, say, you’d simply create an alternate universe and timeline in which you are not born. But the version of yourself that went back in time came from a different universe, so you wouldn’t suddenly cease to exist, like in Back To The Future or whatever, you’d still be there in that new universe.” “Okay, so, according to this Deutsch guy, Scott’s theory about simply not changing anything in the past isn’t quite right?” Steve frowned, thinking he understood. She smiled and nodded.

“Yeah, which to be fair is only what everyone believes because of films anyway. They depict time travel in a single universe. But, if you accept that there are actually many universes that are constantly branching off of one another, then…” She sighed.

“But surely that’s a good thing?” Steve implored. “Iwf hat you’re saying is that we can’t alter our future by changing the past then…” “What I’m saying is, that none of us know for sure.” She corrected, her voice almost a whisper. “And even if we successfully navigate the whole going back in time think, what if when we undo the Snap we jump back five years in our own time line and…”

She trailed off and Steve reached up to wipe away the stray tears that had fallen down her cheek. “Baby, look at me.”

She obliged, and he held her gaze. “Nothing scares me more than losing our kids, or you. Which is why we need to do this right. I get why Tony doesn’t want to help, he’s scared too, but….” he trailed off. “I’m doing this for Jamie, for Emmy. I want Emmy to be able to see all the things she knew before the snap, and Jamie to see things he never has.”

“Like whales in the Hudson?”

“Like whales in the Hudson.” Steve nodded with a smile. “Although I’d never seen that before either, but the point still remains. I want them to have the best possible life that we can give them.”

Katie looked at him, and sniffed. “You swear to me, right now, that the moment we start to see things going sideways, if we can’t be certain that we won’t impact anything that’s happened in the last five years, we stop.”

“Hand on heart, I swear to you.” Steve took her face in his hands, driving his message home “Kitten, I’d die before I let anything happen to any of you.”

“Yeah, that kinda worries me a little too.” She sniffed and he chuckled slightly, before dropping a soft kiss to her lips.

“Let’s see what Bruce has to say tomorrow.” Steve said gently, his thumbs skating over her cheekbones. “If he doesn’t believe we can control the outcome then, we give up. It was a stab in the dark, but nothing more.”

Katie nodded, and he pressed his lips to hers again, this time the kiss slightly deeper.

“I love you.” He moved his hands to lace into hers before he raised her left to his lips and placed a soft kiss over the top of her rings.

*****

Bruce was already waiting for them at the diner the next morning. Scott’s shocked and puzzled reaction to seeing the Hulk-Sized Bruce Banner was understandable, after all it was the same reaction Katie, Steve and Natasha had all had when they had seen him like this for the first time a few months back. In fact, the only person that hadn’t batted an eyelid was Jamie.

“Hi Dr Brucie!” Jamie grinned, reaching over Katie to hi-five the man, Banner grinning a the boy’s nick name for him.

“You’re getting big, tiny person!” He boomed as the simply ridiculous amounts of food started to arrive. Brue wasn’t shy about digging in, and neither was Jamie, as always. Katie dished out some eggs, sausages and bacon onto his plate and poured him a small glass of the orange juice whilst, in turn, Steve poured her and Natasha some water.

“Come on, I feel like I’m the only one eating!” Bruce pushed a plate forward. “Apart from Jamie that is. Try some of that. Have some eggs.”

“I’m so confused.” Scott looked at Bruce, his face blank as he shook his head.

“These are confusing times.” Bruce nodded with a serious smile on his face.

“Right, no, no that’s not what I meant…”

“No, I get it I’m kidding.” Bruce grinned, dropping the act. “I know, it’s crazy! I’m wearing shirts now!”

“Yeah…wh…how, why?” Scott stuttered, his eyes wide as he looked at Bruce.

“Five years ago, we got our asses beaten. Except it was worse for me. Because I lost twice. First, Hulk lost, then Banner lost. Then, we all lost.”

“No one blamed you, Bruce.” Natasha said softly.

“I did.” Bruce stated simply “For years, I’ve been treating the Hulk like he’s some kind of disease, something to get rid of. But then I started looking at him as the cure. Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I put the brains and the brawn together. And now look at me. Best of both worlds…”

He was cut off by a group of three children, one of which tapped him on the shoulder. “Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?

"Yes?” Bruce asked, turning to face them.

“Can we get a photo?” the little girl beamed at him.

“100%, little person. Come on, step up.” Bruce said, taking the phone which was handed to him and leaning across Natasha to pass it to Scott. “You mind?

“Oh, yeah.” Scott shook himself out of his thoughts, accepting the phone.

“Thanks,” he said before he turned to the kids. “Say ‘green’!” “Greeeeen!” came the collective chant before Bruce looked at Scott “Did you get that?”

Scott leaned forward and held the phone out, before he gestured at himself, “Don’t you wanna grab one with me? I’m Ant-Man.”

Nothing.

Katie hastily picked up her glass of water and locked eyes with Natasha, the red head trying also not to laugh.

“It’s alright they’re Hulk fans, they don’t know Ant-Man. Nobody does.” Scott shook his head.

"Wait, no, no, he feels bad. No, he wants you to…he wants to.” Bruce looked at one of the boys “You want to take a picture with him, right?” The boy shook his had vigorously.

“He’s even saying 'no’ he doesn’t.” Scott snapped. “I get it. I don’t want it either.”

Katie looked at Steve who was now staring down at the glass of water in his hand, his fingers trailing round the top. He was getting frustrated, Katie could tell. She reached behind Jamie, who was nestled in-between his parents and gently gave his neck a soft tickle with her fingers and he looked at her, smiling softly.

“Just take the goddamn phone.” Scott called time on the ridiculous exchange that had been going on, and Steve took a long drink of his water.

“Thank you very much!” Banner called smiling “Hulk out!”

“Bruce.” Steve looked at him, deciding to bring him back to the subject in hand. Bruce ignored him.

“Dab!” he grinned, making the action as the kids all laughed.

“Bruce.” Steve spoke this time again in his Captains voice, but to no avail. He rolled his eyes as the man continued.

“Listen to your mom. She knows better.”

“About what we were saying?” Steve tried once more as Bruce finally, and Katie suspected rather reluctantly, turned back to them.

“Right, the whole time travel do-over.” Bruce leaned back in his chair. “Guys, it’s outside my area of expertise.”

“Well, you pulled this off.” Natasha looked him up and down before she smiled.“I remember a time when that seemed pretty impossible too.”

Bruce nodded slightly, before he took a deep breath.

“In suppose, in theory you could do it.” He scratched at his chin. “You could go back in time, get the stones and come back without changing anything that’s happened in the past five years.”

“How?” Katie looked at him, her arm dropping round Jamie’s shoulders as he continued to scribble on the colouring pad they’d brought for him.

“Well,” Bruce said, looking at her. “Thanos was already on his murder mission way before he got the stones. He harnessed their power and got them to work together to do exactly what he wanted.”

“So,” Steve looked at Bruce, “if we tell the stones what we want, exactly what we want…”

Bruce nodded. “Everyone comes home, and the past five years remain untouched.”

Katie and Steve looked at one another, before they glanced over the table and Scott and Natasha smiled.

Everyone comes home…

**** Chapter 51

**Original Posting**

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If your looking for prompts still what about todobakudeku where class 1A doesn't know and are all arguing about who is dating who?

bet this is the chaos I LIVE for. this brought me so much joy. I just have to decide if I wanna do an AU or do it in their universe. this will most likely be set either in 3rd year or 1st because we know 2nd year is pain and suffering galore and the idea of putting them in a 2nd year with the manga going the way it is right now terrifies me so... 3rd year it most likely is.

ALSO todobakudeku is what got me into the fandom honestly and I feel like that’s sad to say. it’s happening more and more though (to me anyway), getting into a fandom from reading the fics and then going “well great now I want to see the characters actual personalities” and then I get sucked in.

sorry that’s a whole rant and I have no self control. here’s the piece though!!!

If you were to ask class 3-A what the biggest thing they’ve experienced this year was, most would (thankfully) say that they’re still trying to crack the code that is the fragile relationship between the Big Three of their year. It’s not uncommon to see Midoriya, one of their resident sunshines, draped over one of the other two either in the common room or in the locker room after a particularly rough training session from their beloved teacher. Todoroki helping him cool off or Bakugo warming his hands just enough to help knead a knotted muscle on the green boy’s shoulder.

The first time seeing either of these instances occur, all any of them could think was; what the everloving fuck happened at Endeavor’s agency that the three most touch averse (yet touch starved) young heroes are clinging to one another like lifelines? It’s not just Midoriya holding on, but you can see either of the other boys all over Midoriya as well. It’s not uncommon to hear a “Kacchan, get off, you’re sweaty!” or a screech of “Sho that’s cold!” One of them is attached to Izuku at any given time and it’s kind of cute.

Though, never at the same time, or while the other is around, which is what ultimately causes the confusion. Izuku is showing physical affection so freely to both of them when both are around, but the other two seem to hold back around one another, only doing something when Izuku asks for it. Bakugo will deny ever showing affection to begin with and shout before storming away, and Todoroki just turns a little pink and brushes it off. Both of them avoid the topic, or seem to anyway.

Asking Midoriya, however is much harder to process than asking the other two. He honestly acts like nothing is out of the ordinary and that it’s completley normal for this to be happening.

That’s when theories start popping up.

“I think Midoriya is dating Todoroki. I saw them training earlier and the tension was,” Aoyama quite literally performs a chef’s kiss before adding, “immaculate.”

“Could you have called that training? That was flirting and a game of Cat and Mouse.” Jirou deadpans.

“That’s odd, because I literally caught Midoriya and Bakubro cuddling and whispering to one another the night Todoroki had to go visit his dad.” Kirishima says, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“I have noticed that Bakugo always seems to be touching Midoriya in some fashion...” Iida mutters, catching the attention of everyone quickly. He decides to continue with, “But we shouldn’t be talking about their personal matters like this.”

“Iida hush, we want tea.” Uraraka scolds playfully, elbowing the blue haired boy rather harshly. He tries to look at Tsuyu for help but she just shrugs, placing a quick kiss on her girlfriend’s cheek before announcing that she is going to take a nap. It’s getting colder and that tends to take a toll on the frog girl.

“But the night Bakugo went out to see his parents, Todoroki and Midoriya slept in the same room. I saw them coming out of Todoroki’s room the next morning.” Momo adds, curious about this conundrum as well.

“So is Midoriya dating Bakugo or Todoroki?” Mina whines, confused. She too has seen Midoriya with each boy in some sort of compromising situation, but nothing adds up.

“Maybe they both like Midoriya?” Kaminari suggests out of the blue. Shinso smacks the back of his boyfriend’s head, sending him a glare that clearly means “shut your mouth.” It’s very similar to Aizawa’s. Terrifying. However, the blonde doesn’t seem to be phased in the slightest, only smiling brightly.

“Poor Midoriya, if that’s the case.” Sero jests, only half joking. Some of the others nod in agreement. Bakugo and Todoroki are near unstoppable forces at times. Especailly when faced with competition.

While the rest of the class seems to turn away from the topic, clearly confused enough, Hagakure steps in.

“Based off of THAT reaction, I’d say you two know something!” Hagakure says, quick to pull the attention back to the purple haired boy and his boyfriend.

“Shit. Almost got free.” Kaminari curses, standing up quickly and trying to escape. Shinso, the asshole, is already a few floors up, using his capture weapon to his advantage.

As a group of the most curious start to go after Kaminari, the three boys in question come out of the training room.

“It’s been a while since we’ve had time to train like this, huh? I mean, Endeavor keeps us pretty busy as is, but Kacchan has been helping his parents with their work, and Aizawa Sensei refuses to let up for anything! Usually all I have enough energy to do is lay down with you two! Not that I don’t enjoy it, but training with you two is always a lot of fun-” Midoriya continues to ramble about anything that comes to mind, seeming completley relaxed in the presence of Bakugo and Todoroki. That’s not what makes the others stop listening though. It’s the fond looks that the two share for not only the green haired menace, but eachother as well.

“-and I know Mom’s upset that I haven’t visited in a while, and that she’s never met Sho. I mean, I’m kind of upset about that too, you know? I want to show her both of my boyfriends, not just Kacchan. I mean, she’s gonna love Sho! Probably more than she loves Kacchan!” Bakugo elbows Midoriya in the ribs, earning a “hey!” and a blow of his own to match. Todoroki rolls his eyes as his partners start to playfight, none of the trio aware of the eyes watching them, and shakes his head at them. That just finished training, why tire yourself out even more?

It only takes a few seconds before Midoriya is trapped beneath Bakugo, who immediately attacks the green bean with peppered kisses.

“I- Huh?” Mina asks, no words coming to mind.

“So it appears that they’re all in a relationship together.” Iida says, smiling at how happy Todoroki and Midoriya seem with their situation.

“I’ve never seen Bakubro be so... so soft. It’s so manly.” Kirishima says, chuckling to himself at the end.

“How did they manage to hide that so well for so long?” Uraraka asks, curiosity piqued once more. She looks to Kirishima who shrugs.

“I don’t know, man. I’ve still been hearing his angry rants about Midoriya and Todoroki doing something to piss him off. Nothing really changed there.”

A groan is heard from where the Big Three are and Iida makes it knows that they have an audience by clearing his throat. The three of them jump out of their skins. Kirishima is on the floor laughing with Kaminari and Mina about how he’s never seen Bakugo so scared. Like pure fear, not what happened in first year where he still masked it all with anger.

Midoriya, oddly enough, is the first one to recover from the three’s mortified state.

“H-How long h-have you all b-been s-standing there?” He asks, looking like a tomato.

“Long enough. Anyways! How long have you guys been dating?” Hagakure asks. That girl has no fear.

“About six months.” Todoroki answers, finally able to speak. Bakugo keeps going between furious and panicky.

“Six- WHAT? Excuse me while I give my shovel talk.” Mina calls, apparently also having no fear.

“Raccoon eyes if you touch one hair on either of their heads I’ll kill you myself.” Bakugo snaps. It shocks the class into an awkward silence, but they quickly recover.

“I’m not dealing with this right now.” Bakugo growls, grabbing his boyfriends’ hands and pulling them upstairs. Probably to Midoriya’s room, his being the closest.

“You all do realize that as soon as Bakugo gets over being embarrassed and soft, he’s going to kill us, right?”

#i live for chaos and chaos alone #tdbkdk #tdbk #tddk #bkdk #todobakudeku #todobaku #tododeku #bakudeku #mha #bnha #izuku midoriya

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