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edenshiba · 1 year

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Hi! I really liked both your Ice and Jesse's fanfiction! Could you do another Ice x Reader? He keeps trying to ask Reader out but he keeps getting tongue tied whenever they talk.

Ask Me Out

Character: Ice x reader

Summary: He saved you, and happened to fall for you.

Note: Hi again my dearest readers and friends. Finally I post this! (Please say yeay) Anywho, I was listening to Tonight by SJB III and I love Elly's part, maybe because I like his rap. Please listen to that while reading. Oh and please send me your request if you want anything.

You don’t remember how you get here, on the expensive yacht, with unknown men in black and a foreign looking woman. Well, you also a foreign woman.

You remember walking around the poor side of the town just because you’re bored and the next thing you know, the place got raided by these men.

You know them, they’re Doubt. The group that sold woman for money. You hung out at Heaven’s club several times and the women there were saved by the owner from being sold by them.

You heard of them in the street too.

Hell, you never thought that you would be captured by them.

“You’re pretty, I’m sure that you will make will make lots of money.” He said before laughing.

You look at the woman, she’s uncomfortable. You saw the guns on top of the table, it’s not like you can’t beat them but they got guns.

Guns, with s.

You valued your life even though you always feels like you want to die.

Out of the sudden, you heard voices downstairs. The men were shocked and tried to hold both of you at your places. Closing your distance with the woman, you lean down to her ear.

“Can you fight?” She just gave you a weird stare.

“I take that as a yes.” Several minutes later, three guys came up.

The fight escalated too quickly, before you realize, the woman already knock the guys.

“That was awesome.” You said, still shocked.

Those guys took off their mask that hides their faces. You were astonished by their look.

Damn, the one with hat is fine.

“Who are you guys?” The woman ask.

The one with the blonde hair turned around before going near his friends. He then faced both of you.

“We are Mighty Warrior.” He said proudly.

You had enough. You were saved by them and this is good bye.

“ Hi, Mighty Warrior thank you for saving us. I’m gonna go now and thank you.” You got up gave them your smile.

The blonde guy stared at you. His tongue pushed his inner cheek, his eyes never left your figure when you walk past him.

Before you get to move forward, the guy with long hair already stop you. He hold his machete up,stopping you from walking away. You let out a heavy sigh before looking at him.

“It would be highly appreciated if you move that away, kind sir.” You gave him an eye smile.

“ Sit.”

How long has it been? Three months? Five? You’ve lost count already.

Well it doesn’t matter. You already joined them, the Mighty Warrior alongside Sarah, the woman. You finally learn her name after two weeks living together with those men at the big mansion.

You knew that Sarah doesn’t agree with their principal but she still agree to be part of them. Well, you know the answer already but it’s a wild guess. You didn’t have the actual gut to ask her about it.

On the other hand, your life has been way better than before. Well it’s not like you’re poor, but you never had this kind of life since your parents passed away.

Living with your late grandmother is hard and you eventually had to forget about your dreams. So you began to work. That night, you were fired from your job since you punched a customer after he grope you.

It’s not your fault.

“Can we bet that I will take down more guys than you?” You asked Sarah playfully. The girl rolled her eye as a result.

Both of you wave at each other before separated. You went to the old guy with hat and Sarah went to the other guy. The guys were watching from upstairs but you couldn’t help to notice that someone has his eyes on you.

“Hi handsome, can I help you?” Your sudden appearance making the other girls scowled.

Before they get to do anything, the old man already pushed them away. You gladly sit on his lap and play with his jawline.

Nice, but Ice’s better.

“How can you help me?” You gave him your seductive smile before whispering in his ears.

He laughed and both of you stands up and walk away. The old man kept touching you, for the sake of money you let him even though wanted to cursed him.

Yours and Ice’s eyes met before you gave him a single nod. Not so long after, the guy pushed you to the wall, kissing your neck and his hands lingers all over your body.

“Damn it, be quick guys!” You grumble.

You see Bernie and Pearl from afar. Before they get to get close to you, you kicked the guy in the nut. His body scrunched up on the floor. Curse words living his mouth.

You gave him a hard blow on the head several times and the man pass out. You quickly take the keys on his pocket, curse words leaving your mouth.

“Ouf, that’s too hard don’t you think?” Pearl complained. He and Bernie grab the guy before pushing him to the side.

You gave him side eye before throwing the keys to them.

“I got harassed by this pervert and you guys think that I’m being hard? Please, he deserves to get his dick chopped off.” You rolled your eyes at them.

Several minutes later, Ice, Sarah and the other appears. They look at the unconscious old man before looking at you.

“ Sarah my love!” You screams as soon as you see her. Sarah hug your body before resting her hand on your shoulder.

“Did you get the key?” She asked. She didn’t forget to check up on you to see any wound.

“Of course dear.” You replied.

“Let’s go.” Ice’s voice ruined your talk with Sarah.

If he wasn’t the leader, you would’ve kick him already.

What a rude man.

You yawned, hard. It’s 3 am and they didn’t finish counting the money yet. You can sleep now but your eyes has been occupied by the shine that the gold produced.

The gold bangle, bracelet, necklace and chain.

Oh, heaven.

“Bernie you finished yet?”

“ You can sleep if you want. The gold will still be yours. Necklace and bracelet right?” Bernie’s words making you smile.

Awh, he remembers how much you love gold.

Pure gold only. You are allergic towards mix gold.

“ I’m off then cutie.” You kissed him cheek before walking up the stairs.

Bernie love physical affection, and you love Bernie.

In a friendly way of course, he reminds you of your own siblings. You wondered if they’re doing well in another country.

By the time you arrived upstairs, you saw Ice. He’s putting on his white t-shirt. You managed to get the glimpse of his abs.

Damn, he got a nice body. You almost drool at the sight.

“You’re going already?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Was your only reply.

You see how uncomfortable he is right now. Before you get to get going, he stopped you.

“Hey I was thinking, “ He stopped midway.

You look into his eyes, waiting for his answer patiently. To no avail, Ice then let go of your arms and smile.

“Nothing. I see you tomorrow.” He walk away.

You were confused. He never acted like that.

At least around others.

“Weird.”

Ice ruffled his hair. He wanted to screams at his actions earlier. He got the perfect time and chance already. How hard is it to talk to a girl?

Well at least for you it’s hard.

He knows that you are in here because you were forced to. It was his mistake of course but he can’t help it.

You were so pretty that night that he afraid that he might not get to see you again. Of course it would not be impossible to asked Bernie to track you down like how he does it with Jesse’s girl but he want you.

He wants you by his side.

Your smile that night when you thanked them and your small grumble when Ryu forced you to sit.

“Yo what’s wrong?” Pearl asked.

He gave Sarah the last glass of the drink. From afar he saw how conflicted his friend is.

“ Did (y/n) turned you down?” Sarah’s word making him huffed.

“Did you get distracted by her face again?” 9 smile at his friend’s face.

Ice shoo'ed him away. He sat next to Bernie who already finished counting the money and the weight of the gold. He did saw several bracelet, ring and necklace in separate box.

He wants to put it at the same case as the other gold but Bernie stopped him.

“Don’t touch it. (Y/n) wants it.” He said without looking at him.

Bernie closed the box before put it on the nearest table. When he got back he saw how distracted Ice is.

He knows that Ice has been liking you for sometime now.

But he never get to asked you out.

“Did she turned you down?” He asked carefully.

Ice pretends to hit him with the small pillow.

The next day,Ice saw you swimming in the pool. You and Sarah were together but she didn’t swim.

The weather is nice, it would be a waste if you didn’t swim.

“Nee Sarah. Should we go shopping tomorrow?” You took a sip on the juice before swimming back.

“I don’t know. We might have something to do tomorrow.” Her answer automatically making your mood sour.

Heh.

You saw Ice staring at you, or Sarah.

Might be Sarah. She’s pretty.

That was until Bernie stood next to him and give him something. Both of them disappear from the balcony after that.

Ice couldn’t take his eyes off you. He has been staring at you since he got up.

Prove?

He didn’t even change his clothes or take a shower yet.

Still in his last night clothes, it’s almost 12 and he saw you swimming since 10. Doesn’t you felt cold?

It’s almost winter.

His eyes following the curves of your body. The swimsuit do give him mixed feelings. He likes how it shows your curves but he didn’t like the fact that others will see you in that.

Of course, who is he to judge but he can’t help it.

You’re too pretty. Prettier than Sarah in his opinion.

“ Stop staring man. What are you? Pervert?” Bernie’s voice making him jump.

He look at him, his serious face making the younger male smile nervously.

“Here, can you give this to (y/n)? I need to run some errands with 9.” Ice took it without hesitation.

He opened the red box, gold necklace with ruby. Next to it is ring with the same gemstone.

“ It’s a secret but (y/n) like gold with gemstone. Trust me, if you ask her out with this she would say yes.” Bernie gave the blond male a wink.

“ Let’s be real, you don’t like Ice?” Sarah nodded.

A loud gasped left your mouth. Sarah’s laugh making it even more worst.

All these time you thought that she like him!

“So who do you like? Ryu? Pearl? Please don’t say 9.”

“I don’t like anyone. For now, well let’s see maybe the cute bartender that we saw the other day.”

Gossiping about men has always been your thing. Since you have become Sarah’s friend, both of you has been gossiping about men during your free time.

Today’s topic happened to be about Sarah’s love life.

It’s quite shocking to hear that she doesn’t like Ice romantically. You always thought she likes him and Ice like her too.

Well you are wrong.

“Wanna know a secret?” She whispered.

You lean your ear close to her, she began whispering.

“Ice like you.”

Now that is questionable.

“Me? Hell no. Have you seen how he always avoided me?” You scoffed.

Ice and you never had a decent conversation. Always ended up with a quarrels between the two of you.

In another word, only god knows what will happen if both of you happen to date.

“Do you want to bet on that?”

Suddenly, Ice appears. He is holding a red box, the same box you saw earlier.

“Ok, five thousand.”

“Bernie gave you this.” He handed you the box.

You opened it up, the necklace that you have been eyeing since last night. You took out the necklace before putting the box on the couch.

You gave the necklace to Ice. The guy gave you a weird look.

“Put it on.” You say, more like ordering.

You saw how his face turned red. Ice took the necklace from you. You turned around and moving your hair from blocking your neck. Ice hesitate at first, he kept staring at your nape.

It would be nice if he get to put his hands around your neck.

“Can you hurry up?” Your words snap him out from his thoughts.

He grumbled before putting the necklace on.

“Do you have anything else to say?” You asked after turning around to face the male.

Ice stared deep into your (e/c) pool, he feels like he was hypnotized by those innocent eyes.

“Hello?” You flicked your finger.

“Nothing.” He walk away and didn’t turn back.

Did he just blush?

You turned around to face Sarah. She gave you the look.

“I told you.” She said before pouring herself another cup.

“Haha, that doesn’t prove anything lady. “ You scoffed.

Ice just blush because of you. You need to tell Bernie about this.

“You are blinder than a bat honey. I’m not surprise.”

You rolled your eyes. You couldn’t take it anymore. You got up and put the glass down.

“ I’m gonna prove to you that he doesn’t like me. Like I said, five thousand.”

You ran upstairs to Ice’s room. His room is at the end of the hall. His room is bigger than yours.

Without knocking, you opened the door. The scenery in his room is not something that you expected.

He just finished putting on his towel. You know he didn’t shower yet since his body isn’t wet.

Ice is shocked by your actions. Luckily he already put on the towel.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” He yelled.

“Stop acting like an innocent virgin Mr. Do you like me?”

His brows furrowed.

“What?”

“ I’m asking, do you like me?” Hugging your own figure, you showed him your bored expression.

Ice is stunned by the question. If he be honest you might hate him even more.

“I, I...”

You had enough, you walk up to him before pushing his body to the wall, caging him as well.

“Do you like me that much Ice? What’s with the stutter?” You smirked.

Ice felt his sweat dropped from his forehead. He can handle your arrogant act, but not when you ran your fingertip all over his muscles.

"Sarah said you like me, is it true or you just want to messing with me?" You gave him your doe eye look.

Ice gulp at the sight. You saw how his Adam's apple move. You ran your fingertips all over his jawline before stopping at his plump lips.

How can this bastard be so perfect? Why did God put so much effort into creating him?

Ice's body couldn’t react. Is it because of your touch, or he’s enjoying this way too much. Either way, he don’t want you to stop. He was hoping for you to kiss his lips after you play with it.

But no.

“Well, it can’t be help.” You said before turn your back.

Well, if you think of it he’s kinda cute when he is stunned.

“Saturday, 3 pm. I don’t like flower.”

His head perks up when he heard those words.

“What?”

You stared at his eyes and chuckled lightly.

“Our date idiot. Since you’re too scared to ask me out. And please don’t make it a movie date, they don’t even have a good movie in the cinema anymore.” You complained.

Ice smiled. He loves it whenever you talk or voice out your opinion on certain thing.

“And can I borrow 5 thousand? I lost a bet.”

#high&low #high&low the worst #high&low the worst x #mighty warriors #ice x reader #ice mighty warrior x reader #hnl #high and low x reader #high & low incorrect quotes #s.w.o.r.d.

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miioouu · 3 years

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I wanna request a smut scenario for Asahi x fem!reader pls ! I rlly love the way you wrote smut for Asahi !

On his birthday, he had to overwork for his fashion show so he couldn't celebrate it with his lover but fem!reader didn't want him to feel lonely so she showed up for surprise at the end of his show wearing nothing but his fav lingerie that was made for her. Then make out happened ;) ! I want some good steaming moments of my babe Asahi after my hardworking final exam 👀👌 !

Yeay!! I hope your finals all went good! I'm proud of you either ways💕💕 So here you go bb, you deserve it! Also i changed it a bit I hope you don't mind! Thank you for requesting!! ❤️💜 ❤️

Warning:smut....

When asahi gets overwhelmed, you get really worried. And nothing could calm him down, no matter how hard you try. He's so focused on everything to be perfect, he'd lose his mind, he'd forget about himself and his needs. But luckily he has you. You'd remind him so drink, to eat, to take some breaks and keep a nice posture so his back doesn't hurt.

That's all the things that need to be taken care of, right? Well not really. But you always kept this for after the show, a way to reward him, to congratulate him. And it seems like you'd only get excited for his shows, because you know what's coming after, it gets you all geedy and fuzzy inside. Another fashion show, another night spent sleepless, lost in lust...

Lights dancing around and upbeat music ringing in your ears, but oh god, how you wish it will end sooner. You're tired of sitting in those chairs, talking to some stuck up celebrity. And the coat you were wearing not really keeping you warm, despite it being quite thick though you can't really complain, you knew why you were actually freezing. And just as the show was about to end, you'd slip away, you know the venue like the back of your hand now, and slip into his office. You knew he wouldn't be there, and you knew he didn't really expect you to be here. Too busy in the backstage, making sure every little detail is perfect, you knew he wouldn't be in his big office. Somehow it's colded in here, but the excitement was what keeping you from freezing to death...

The clock on the wall ticking, he'd be here any second now, and you'd finaly be able to stop your shaking and trembling, he'll keep you warm, overheated even. And you were right. The squeaking of the door resonating in the room, sending shivers down you spine and a malicious smile to your lips, your heels clicking on the wooden floor as your turned around to face him and make your way closer to him. Eyes tired yet showing surprise and happiness, wow, he really believed you when you said you won't be coming? Such a sweet angel, but you knew better. As soon as your fingers found his tie, loosening it, you lips finding his neck, his sweet spot and abusing it, you knew the kind man will transform into a beast, and what proved you right was his big arms wrapping around your waist and guiding you to his desk. Swiftly he opened your coat and the sight before him made him drool. Pink is his favorite colour on you. From the way it made your eyes pop and your skin tone enchanting, to the way it could make you look all innocent and doll-like, it got him going feral. And the way the intricate lace hugged your every curve, accentuate every perfection of your body, how could he stay in control.

And you knew he'd have this reaction, Asahi isn't a hard man to read or to please. "Do you like it" Of course he likes it, from the bulge straining the tight material of his pants, from the heat comig out of his body, his lips latching your neck and leaving marks and bruises, pretty paintings on blank canvas, of course he likes it. One of knees pushing you legs apart, pressing to your heat, and you couldn't keep your moan in. Your hands grabbing at his shoulders, digging into his thin shirt, and how is he not freezing? Simply because he was thinking about you all day long, and what a surprise to have his little darling here, looking all sweet for him. He wanted to take it slow, he wanted to take his time, but with the nervousness seeping away, the anxiety and the worries, he can't resist. He can't help wrapping his strong arms under your ass and lifting you up gently, placing you on his desk. And he can't help sinking to his knees, burying his face in your core and breathing you in. He couldn't help drooling over you, like a hungry, starving man. Pushing your panties to the side, he couldn't help but dip in. Wet muscle flickering your bud, with more vigor each time you'd yank at his hair. His goatee tickling you, sending butterflies to your stomach, making you shiver and squirm with each of their brushing on your delicate skin. And you taste so sweet, so good, he wants more. His fingers leaving your thigh and traveling between your folds, pushing in to feel your velvety walls hugs them so perfectly. No matter how many times he'd fuck you, no matter how rough he is, you're still so perfectly tight for him, you're still so perfect for him. His digits thrusting in and out of you, making you gush and spill all over the wooden desk. His lips sucking on your precious pearl, making the knot in your lower stomach go tighter and tighter. His eyes never leaving yours. Golden brown and intense staring right back at you; intense with love, passion, gratefulness and lust, the man is head over heels for you. Wheb your legs began to shake, when your breathe caught in your throat, wheb your mind went blank and your back arched, he went ever faster, even deeper. Finding that spongy spot inside you, curling his fingers and abusing it. His sucking become more erratic, more goal oriented, and it's no surprise how quickly you broke, or how loud his name was screamed, how bloody crescents marked his shoulders....

When Asahi gets overwhelmed, you get worried at first, but don't worry, he'll always make it up to you...

#asahi x reader #asahi azumane x reader #asahi smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #smut #haikyuu asahi #request

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noel-noa · 3 years

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Hi! So uh, I saw that you write for Gakuen Babysitters and I got a little excited. I was wondering if you were okay writing for Nezu Chuukichi. If not, feel free to ignore this but if you do, may I ask for a little fluff piece where g/n reader helps him take care of his many siblings? Thank you so much and have a lovely day!

a/n: yeay a gakuen baby sitter request!! ofc i write for nezu, he's lovely!

babysitting the nezus

it supposed to be the day when you and chuukichi went on a date, but things happened and of course both of you couldn't leave two of his little brother and his younger sister alone in his house. his brother supposed to be the one to babysit his younger siblings when you and chuukichi went on a date. but of course daiki being daiki, caused some repairments and now he had to go to pay it up while you and chuukichi left with the babysitting task.

"are you okay with it? you can left if you don't want to" said chuukichi for the nth time before opening the doorknob on his front door. "yes i am chuukichi, stop asking that i'm really okay!" you answered, chuukichi gave you a thin smile before finally opening the doorknob.

when the doorknob was opened you immediately greeted by his siblings running towards him. "CHUUKICHI NII CHAN" shouted kichi and suekichi while kyouko just peek behind the door and muttered a low "welcome back nii chan" before they could reach chuukichi, they noticed you and averted their curious gazes towards you. "hey i'm (name), i'm chuukichi's friend, nice to meet you!" you said cheerily, both of them instantly brighten up and introduce themselves back enthusiasticly "hello! i'm kichi!" "and i'm suekichi!" both of them were so adorable, you had to control yourself before ypu engulf them into a suffocating hug. "it's rude to keep our guest at the front door suekichi kichi" said chuukichi sternly "oh yeah, we are sorry to bother you! come with us, we will show you to our living room!"

at the living room, you were greeted by the sight of chuukichi's shy little sister. she just waved her hand unyil chuukichi told her to introduce herself. "hora kyouko, it's rude to not introduce yourself" "h-hi, my name is kyouko" muttered her, you reciprocated the introduction back and pat her head, she's so cuteee!

"i'm going to cook lunch, can you accompany (name) san?" asked chuukichi before departing to the kitchen, both of the boys shouted in unison "yeah we can, don't worry nii chan!" while kyouko just muttered a quiet "yes" and there chuukichi went off, leaving you with his three younger siblings.

the boys instantly bombarded you with question "ne ne ne, (name) san can we ask you a question?" asked suekichi "it's about chuukichi nii chan!" continued by kichi "yes, of course you can" you giggled at their enthusiastic attitude. "how is chuukichi nii chan in school? he's cool right?!" "(name) san are you in the same class as nii chan? are you friends with the pervert?" pervert? you tilted your head, a little bit confused with the nickname. oh, they probably meant yagi kun. when you were thinking about it, the twins got into a little argument about who's first between them asked you a question. "i'm first kichi, you can ask later" "it's not fair, i want to ask (name) san question to right now!" before the fight escalated you quickly calmed the both boys down. "it's okay i can answer both of your question at the same time, don't fight okay?" then they nodded at you, it was a bit of surprising that they didn't fight back and instantly calmed down when you said it. "your chuukichi nii chan is always cool and yes i'm friends with yagi kun" you answered them and the qna session continued.

the boys were having a blast with your stories about their nii chan. you were just telling them a funny story about chuukichi, and they couldn't believe it. the three of you were chattily conversing then the corner of your eyes caught kyouko playing alone with her doll. damn, you forgot about her because she's so quiet! so while the boys still busy with the story, you approached kyouko and talked to her. "that's a cute doll kyouko" you said, she was startled and her cheeks turned pink. "r-really?" "hm, can i play with you?" you asked, her eyes immediately lighten up, you swore you could see sparkle on those eyes. "yeah, of course (name) san! wait here i will bring you another doll!" she said before running to her own room then returned to play dolls with you.

that was how the rest of your afternoon went by, before chuukichi called you all up to the dining room because he was finished cooking the lunch. "itadakimasu!" said the five of you together before digging into lunch. "do you cause any trouble for (name) san?" asked chuukichi, the three of them shook their heads. "is it true (name) san?" chuukichi asked again for confirmation earning grunts and protests from suekichi and kichi. "yeah it's true, all of them are good kids!" you replied while smiling. after you all finished eating, the boys and kyouko went to their room to play leaving you and chuukichi behind. "i'm sorry for troubling you today" said chuukichi whike washing the dishes with you "i already said for the nth time, it's alright chuukichi. besides it's nice to get to know your cute little siblings" you answered "thank you really, i will make it up to you next time" "it's fine, a date like this in your own house is cool too chuukichi!" but instead of a sentence, you got a peck on your temple as a response. "no, it's not okay. i want an alone time with you too, so next time we will go on a date outside okay?" he said staring at your blushing mad face from the sudden action. you could only nod shyly, covering your faces while he replied back with "good" and pat your head with a big smile plastered on his face.

#nezu chuukichi #nezu chuukichi x reader #gakuen babysitters #gakuen babysitters scenario #gakuen babysitters imagine #gakuen babysitters x reader #nezu chuukichi scenarios #nezu chuukichi imagines

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patton-cake · 3 years

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Past adventures and future experiences

Pairings: Logicality and very background Anaroceit, it's only mentioned.

Summary: The Christmas ball, a magical high school experience. At least that’s what it’s supposed to be. Patton knows that he has to ask Logan soon or else he might be too late. You know what? Forget it. There’s no way that Logan would want to be his date.

Word count: 3635

Additional information: Merry Christmas Gabi! I had the honour to be your Secret Santa this year and I really hope that you're not disappointed with that! Anyway, I love you and I hope that you'll like my gift :D @irritating-lady-knight

~The Story~

Books had always been Patton's escape from this repetitive world. Sure, there were a lot of good things in the world and he certainly wasn't complaining, but sometimes it just feels nice to be somewhere else you know? To be away from your annoying teachers, who think that 25 homework assignments due next week is completely reasonable. To be away from that one feeling you get when you think that you've finished everything, but you're not 100% sure, and to be away from himself for once.

That's why Patton started to read.

When he was younger, his mom used to take him to the library every Tuesday afternoon. They would spend hours reading together about brave princes who saved princesses ("But what if I want to save a prince instead of a princess mama?" "You can save whoever you want Mon Étoile"), they learned about the most beautiful creatures, and one day, they met one of Patton's future best friends.

Logan would teach him everything he had learned about the stars and their different constellations, the planets and their little baby moons ("They're not their children Patton.") And in return, Patton would read him his favourite stories and take him on thrilling adventures.

Unfortunately, the boys grew older and with becoming older, came more responsibilities. School wasn't much of a problem for the two friends. They both enjoy learning and Patton even made a new friend (who he immediately introduced to Logan, because the two were and always will be a package deal).

At the first sight, you would think that someone like Virgil would never become friends with someone like Patton. His dark black hair with faint purple dye, dark lether jacket decorated with punk rock pins and spiky boots have scared off a lot of people, but not Patton. Instead of running away, Patton basically adopted him.

Don't worry! He and Logan are still best friends! Patton has two hands and a lot of room in his heart, especially for someone like Logan.

"Thinking about Nerd number 1 again huh?" Patton shook his head and blinked a few times, before completely zoning back into reality. Oh right, school. Virgil laughed at Patton's 'angry' glare and pointed behind him.

"Good news Pattycake, your sweetheart is coming this way."

Patton poked his side and grumbled "He's not my sweetheart!"

With a look of disbelief, Virgil stared at his best friend and rolled his eyes. "You two are basically married already! Roman and I have a bet that you two got married years ago somewhere in France, because that's totally the type of romantic Logan would pick, but just didn't invite us to the wedding."

"If you keep bullying me then no, I won't invite you to the wedding!" Patton tried to hold back his laughter, but failed completely.

"So there is going to be a wedding??"

Before Patton could react, he heard a quiet voice calling his name.

"Salutations Patton, Virgil. I hope your day has been satisfactory so far." Logan had a slight blush on his face and was anxiously fidgeting with his tie.

"Goodmorning Lo! We saved you a seat!"

A small smile appeared on Logan's face as he sat down next to Patton.

"So mr. and mr. Nerd, did you two already hear about the nightmare that is the Christmas ball?"

Oh right. The Christmas ball. The event of the year.

The Christmas ball was this party for everyone in their last year. It was a sort of last goodbye before they graduated. Basically their school just took prom and slapped a different name on it to feel special and creative.

"Yeay! I bet that you, Janus and Roman are going together huh?" Patton winked at him and gave him a bright smile. He had been so happy for his friend when he and Roman finally got together and even happier when later Janus got added to the relationship. They were really adorable with the three of them.

"Mhm! Roman wanted to do some big promposal, but fortunately for us, Janus managed to talk him out of it. But how about you Logan? Anyone you wanna ask?"

Oh gosh Patton was going to kill Virgil. His friend knew that he wanted to ask Logan. In fact, he had tried to ask him like 5 times already, but every time he was about to pop the question, his anxiety took over and he asked some other random thing. This had lead him to asking Logan about the way ducks keep floating, their math homework and random facts about ladybugs instead. Patton truly was hopeless.

"Logan? Are you blushing? Now you gotta tell!" Virgil leaned over the table with a mischievous smile on his face.

"I did no such thing, but yes, I suppose there is someone I'd like to go with." Unfortunately for Logan, his face only turned darker red, which made Virgil laugh harder.

"Tell us more Logan!! Come on!" Virgil gently poked Logan's arm and leaned on his elbows, interrogating Logan,

"Well.. They're the most wonderful person in the world and I could not imagine my life without them, but I'm not telling you their name, not until I've asked them."

"Come on Lo! You can trust us! Right Patt? Patton? Everything okay?" His voice suddenly turned concerned when he looked at Patton, who was fidgeting with his necklace and looking at his hands, a sad smile on his face.

"Yeay, I'm fine," he grapped his backpack and stood up, "I'm gonna go to my next class, see you later guys."

In all honesty, Patton wasn't fine. He had failed to ask Logan to the prom and now he was too late. Gosh he was pathetic. He felt a few teardrops falling down his face as he walked outside. Patton desperately needed to get his mind off of everything, so he went to the place he always went when he was sad. The magic treehouse.

When they were younger, Logan and Patton had wanted to go on their own adventure. They tried to discover the hidden secrets from their library (the only thing they found was that the librarian was secretly dating ms. Williams. Patton still got shivers when he thought about that), they practised their sword fighting skills, discovered that Logan shouldn't be trusted with sharp objects and searched for hidden treasures in their backyard.

One day, after getting complaints from ms, Williams, their parents decided that they should have their own little place, somewhere where they didn't disturb other people. Logan and Patton had spent all summer building their treehouse together. Of course that meant that their parents build it and that they had decorated it with fancy fairy lights.

Patton smiled when he reached his backyard. The magic tree was located in the little private forest, behind their yard and right now, it looked absolutely magical. It had started snowing a few days ago so the whole scenery was covered in a little layer of white snow.

He carefully climbed up the ladder and entered the treehouse. Patton looked around him with a soft smile on his face, nothing had changed in their secret hideout. The shelves were covered with books, the fairy lights were still covering almost the entire ceiling and on the walls hang multiple drawings of their great adventures.

A chuckle escaped Patton as he looked through their drawings. Most of them were from when they were 9. He could barely identify the two blue stickman figures as Logan and him wearing their crowns. Logan always said that one day, he and Patton would become mighty rulers of their own library kingdom. They would have flying books and magical flowers that changed colours.

Patton's heart broke a little when he thought about that. Logan always claimed that they'd be together forever, Patton knew that they had only been children at the time, but still, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He'll get over it eventually, Patton would be happy for Logan and his date of course, but it still hurt.

Suddenly, his phone started to beep and he could hear the Sherlock theme song starting to play. Logan was calling him. Patton turned his phone off and sunk down to the floor. Class had started half an hour ago and here he was, crying in his childhood treehouse. How pathetic.

After a while, Patton's breathing had become steady again and he walked towards the bookshelves. A shiver spread over his body and he finally began to realise exactly how cold it was in the treehouse. Patton picked up the first book and started to read. Stories had always cheered him up a bit.

"I think that I remember that one."

Patton snapped his head towards Logan and let out a deep breath.

"Aren't you supposed to be in class?" Patton knew that he was being hypocrite but at this moment, he couldn't really care about that.

"As should you." Logan sat down next to Patton, taking in the their treehouse. "Nothing has changed here, has it? Do you remember when we were 11 and those bullies threatened me on the playground?" Logan chuckled softly and looked at their drawings, "We spend all day hiding here, drawing together."

Patton too, let out a soft laugh and looked at his hands, keeping his head low.

"Wasn't that the day we made the first drafts for our little kingdom? You know? With the weird roses and the unrealistic inhabitants?"

"Hey! Don't you dare insult Regno Libri like that!" Logan exclaimed. He tried to keep a serious face, but couldn't help but laugh. Patton giggled softly and finally looked Logan in his eyes.

"I'm sorry if I worried you Logan... I just needed some time for myself, I'll be fine."

Logan smiled soflty and took Patton's hand, gently fidgeting with his fingers.

"You're my best friend Patton, I know when something is bothering you. It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but just know that Virgil and I are here to help you okay? We care about you." He squeezed Patton's hand and moved closer so there sides were touching.

"I know Logan, thanks.." He slightly blushed at their intertwining hands and leaned onto Logan's shoulder. Physical touch had always been the best solution to cheer Patton up and especially if Logan was providing that touch. Logan would never admit it, but he secretly was a great hugger.

After a few minutes, Logan gently let go of Patton's hand and put his arm around Patton's shoulders instead, carefully pulling him closer. He gently stroked his hands through Patton's curls, softly twirling them around his fingers before speaking up again,

"Patton? There is something I'd like to ask you.." Logan smiled down at his friend with a loving gaze,

"I know that this might not be the most perfect time to ask, but do you might want to be my date to the Christmas ball? And perhaps we can try to become Promkings? Instead of rulers? Do you remember that?"

Wait

What?

Patton's thoughts zoned out and he looked at Logan with a shocked look on his face. Did.. did Logan actually asked him to prom?

"Patton? I- you don't have to, I understand if you don't see me that way, if you don't like me like that but-"

"Logan, please don't doubt yourself that much."

And with that, he kissed him. It only lasted a couple of seconds, but it was everything they needed. The kiss was sweet and gentle and it tasted a bit like vanilla, Patton couldn't get enough off it.

When Patton pulled away and looked up at Logan he giggled a bit. His (boy)friend (?) had a dazy smile on his face and his cheeks were bright red. After a few seconds, he spoke up

"I- you- is that a yes?"

Patton chuckled at the normally composed and stoic boy and kissed his cheek,

"Yes Logan, I'd love to be your date to the Christmas Ball." Patton leaned his head back onto Logan's shoulder and nuzzeld his cheek gently, taking in everything around them.

He had just kissed Logan

Patton had just kissed Logan

And it was perfect

After what felt like hours, Logan kissed Patton's forehead and carefully stood up. He reached out a hand to help Patton and linked there hands together,

"I think it's time to return, Virgil must be really worried." Patton let out a yawn and leaned into Logan's embrace,

"You're probably right."

And yeay, Logan had been right

"Where the hell were you Patton? I was so worried! Are you okay? Why did you leave and- Are.. are you two holding hands?" Virgil waved around with his arms, face full of worry. But when he saw Logan's loving gaze at Patton, something in him shifted. A soft smile appeared on his face and he smirked down at the two.

Patton looked down at their hands and blushed soflty. He loved Virgil, he really did and it was so funny to see him turn into this overprotective mother hen. Eventhough Virgil liked to act like he didn't care about other people, Patton knew how much of a softy he actually was.

"So when's the wedding?"

Logan almost choked on air.

It had only taken a few days before the entire city was covered in snow. Patton could hear the white crystals crunch under his feet as he walked through the park close to his house. Virgil and Patton had agreed to meet up a few hours before the Christmas ball was supposed to start. He checked his phone when he arrived at the old oak tree. The old oak tree had been in the park for ages, hence the nickname. Patton could remember being a little boy and trying to climb all the way to the top of the tree, even though Logan would always warn him that he could fall down and break his legs. Which he eventually did. Well, not both of his legs. Patton had only broken his left ankle, but he got a lolly from the nice nurse lady so he was fine. Giggling at the memory of Logan’s concern, Patton unlocked his phone to check the time. Five minutes until Virgil would arrive.

Just when Patton was about to send Virgil a message, letting him know that he had arrived, Patton saw something flying towards him before said thing hit the ground with a muffled sound.

“Damn that was supposed to hit you!” Patton turned around a saw a big bundle of purple coming his way. The purple blob tried hard to keep his balance on the slippery snow as it made it’s way to the tree. “Did it scare you?” It’s voice was slightly muffled by a fluffy scarf but Patton could still recognize the bright purple hair that always looked like an absolute mess.

“Oh I was terrified” Patton rolled his eyes while simultaneously trying to contain his laughter. Virgil scoffed and lightly hit Patton’s arm.

“Mission completed then I guess, but it’s not like you could have done it bette-“

Before Virgil could even finish his sentence, a cold snowball flew into his face. He quickly shook all the snow off of himself and looked at Patton who had a really sweet and innocent smile on his face

“Oh you bastard, it’s on” Virgil quietly mumbled to himself and began to collect more snow.

“What did you say Virgy? You looked like you needed a little cool down time!” and yeay it was really no ones fault besides himself when Patton too, got hit by a snowball right in his face.

A lot of snowballs later, Virgil walked up to his friend with his hands high up in the sky, slightly shivering from the cold.

“You won okay, I give up. I’m literally freezing.” Patton took this opportunity to hug Virgil around his waist and nuzzle close.

“Alright, alright we get it, you love hugs. Now come let’s get some hot chocolate or something. We deserve it after this intense battle.”

Patton nodded in Virgil’s chest and together the tried to find their balance while walking out of the park.

When the two friends walked into Patton’s house, they were met with an overwhelming smell of gingerbread and apple-pie. Which made sense because Patton’s parent had been baking Christmas treats for their family this morning.

“You mind if I grab one?” Virgil held up one of the chocolate chip cookies and ploffed down on one of the chairs in the living room. He took a bite when Patton motioned that he could eat it and let out a small noise of contentment.

“Your suit arrived last week right?” Patton nodded and Virgil continued, “Have you tried it on yet?”

Patton nodded again and smiled brightly at Virgil

“It fitted perfectly! I really hope that Lo will like it too”

He hugged himself anxiously and Virgil stood up to wrap him into a strong embrace

“Hey it’s okay Pat. Your boyfriend absolutely adores you. Believe me, if it would have taken you two any longer to get together I would have sued Logan, because he just couldn’t shut up about how handsome you looked and how he would just skip the prom because he couldn’t ask you.”

Patton giggled and blushed slightly

“And besides, if Logan does somehow decide to hurt you in any way or form, I will gladly kill him for you!” Patton lightly hit Virgil’s arm before looking up with his bright smile returned on his face.

“Thanks Virgil.”

After Patton changed into his light blue suit and Virgil had eaten more chocolate chip cookies, he also finally decided to put on his indigo purple suit with bright red and golden bracelets to match his boyfriends. Logan and Patton had agreed to wear matching ties, which meant that Patton was wearing a beautiful navy-blue necktie.

He triple checked if he had all of his stuff, including his phone, keys and if Virgil was ready, when he suddenly heard a soft knock on his door. With a mischievous smirk, Virgil walked up to the door and opened it slightly, leaning in the doorway.

"Hello Logan"

"Salutations Virgil, is something wrong?" Patton couldn't see Logan but he could identify the slight shake in his voice as anxiety.

"I don't know Logan. Tell me, are you going to dance with Patton tonight? Bring him some pretty flowers? Give him everything he deserves and more?" He could hear Logan clear his throat and Patton was sure that he was anxiously fidgeting with his necktie by now. Logan always did that when he was nervous.

"If Patton wants to dance tonight then I'll gladly join him, I did indeed bring him a flower and believe me, I will try to do anything I can to make him happy." Patton almost melted at the soft adoration in Logan's voice and he pushed Virgil out of the doorway.

"Virgil! Stop that! You're bullying the poor thing. I'm sure that Logan will be a true gentleman, as will I." Patton giggled at Virgil when he rolled his eyes and then turned back to face his boyfriend.

"Hi Logan," Patton whispered breathlessly, "you look absolutely amazing"

Logan, who looked equally as breathless, blushed slightly and whispered back with a soft voice "As do you Sunshine, as do you."

He then held his hand out and presented Patton a singular light blue and slightly bowed

"For you my love" Logan smirked up at Patton and chuckled softly.

"Move your domestic display elsewhere you nerds. This is too nauseating." Virgil smiled softly down at Patton and hugged him quickly before Logan took Patton's hand to escort him to his car.

The night sky was filled with stars when the two boys finally arrived at the oh so dreaded Christmas ball. Well, of course the ball wasn't that dreaded anymore. Patton wondered if anything could be dreadful when Logan was there by his side.

"Your mind is lost in space Sunshine, what is troubling you?" Logan intertwined their fingers and gently rubbed his thumb over Patton's hand to soothe him.

"Nothing's wrong Starlight, everything is perfect. Absolutely perfect." The honesty in Patton's voice made Logan blush and together, they entered the ballroom.

Suddenly, they were surrounded by hundreds of fake snowflake decorations. The fairy lights gave the room an enchanting atmosphere and because it was Christmas, in the corner of the room stood an eight feet tall Christmas tree, decorated with the most beautiful ornaments. It looked magical

"Well I did promised a dance didn't I?" Patton turned around to face Logan and saw that his boyfriend was holding out his hand for him.

"We don't want to disappoint Virgil now do we?" He giggled as he happily accepted Logan's invitation and followed him to the dancefloor.

The music started to play and Patton could feel Logan's hands gently wrapped around his waist. Somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear the other people entering the dancefloor, but Patton was too distracted at this moment. Blue. Beautiful dark blue. The only thing Patton noticed was how the lights reflected into Logan dark blue eyes, making him truly look magical.

"..Logan" Patton slightly cringed at the crack in his voice, but Logan didn't seem to notice

"Patton?" His boyfriend looked at him with a confused smile and a lot of admiration in his eyes.

"I love you"

"Well that's perfect Patton, do you want to know why?" Logan blushed while still keeping a smirk on his face leading them through their dance. He continued when Patton nodded,

"Because I love you too."

The two swayed the night away, living in their own private bubble. It was just the two of them and it was absolutely perfect.

#logan sanders #patton x logan #logicality #logan x patton #long post #patton sanders #virgil sanders #anaroceit #(mentioned)#pattoncake writes #Gosh I'm nervous about this one #I really hope that you like it Gabbee #This is my longest fic so far

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whumpfigure · 4 years

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They Are Both Scared

Hey, I finally wrote something more than 1k words! Yeay! I hope you enjoy it!

Tagging: @slaintetowhump @ashintheairlikesnow @liliability @ohmywhump @whumptywhumpdump @raigash @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @simplygrimly @whump-it @oceanthesarcasamfox @inky-whump @whumppsychology @inaridriscoll @rivertamandspike @spookyboywhump @faewhump

CW: pet whump, dehumanization, slavery, human trafficking, the BBU(box boy universe) general warnings, shock collars, electrocution, vaguely implied noncon(seriously, it's very hidden I doubt y'all can pick it up), implied whipping and caning, implied being forced inside cold water(hypothermia), starvation

Master had told Bastet about his new catsitter, two days before he actually brought him home. And Master had warned him, right there and then, that if anything like last time happens, he won't be so kind anymore. Bastet had shivered at that, the pain of the whip marks on his back worsening as if Master's threat brought them back to life. And he let out a sound from the back of his throat that resembled a cat's meow. Just how he'd been trained.

And now, two days later, he was kneeling on the rug in front of the front door, waiting for his Master to come back with this new guy. Again, just how he'd been trained. Position two, knees neatly folded, hands placed carefully on the thighs, shoulders back, head straight and eyes down.

When he heard Master open the door and come inside, he did not move, nor look up. He did not bring his eyes up to see the face of his new keeper. Not even when he started speaking, and asked Master where 'the cat' was. Not until Master walked up to him and put a hand on his head. That's when he pushed his head back into Master's touch, and his eyes landed on the man standing a couple of step away, in front of the door. The man - Javier, as he later learned - was wearing a dark red sweater over a white botton up. Like the one Master liked him to wear when they had guests. His brown eyes were behind a pair of rectangular glasses, and his dark brown hair was pushed out of his face. Nothing about him seemed intimidating. In fact, he looked even nerdy. But again, Michael - the previous catsitter - did not seem intimidating either, at first.

He watched as Master explained some things to Javier. Watched as different emotions passed through his eyes. At first confusion. Then something like disgust. And, finally, anger. Although it was subtle, and he doubt his Master even picked it up, but it was still there. Passing through Javier's eyes and lightening them like some kind of fire. And it terrified Bastet. Because anger, as far as Bastet was concerned, never meant anything good. It didn't matter if Master was angry at him, or at someone in work, or anything else. It always ended up with Bastet being in pain and crying.

He was so deep in these thoughts, that he did not understand Master and Javier leaving to other parts of the house. And only realized it when the sound of Master's suitcase being dragged through the hallway reached his ears. And Master came towards him, leaned down, and whispered in his ear. "Be careful what I've warned you, pretty one. Don't let anything like last time happens, hm?"

Master's hot breath against his ear, and the threat in his voice, made him shiver. And he meowed his whimper-like meow to show Master that he'd understood. After that, Master let out a satisfied sound, petted his hair, and stood up to leave.

"Take good care of him." Master called out as he got out of the house and closed the door behind him.

And just like that, Bastet was left alone with his keeper. Again. And it was terrifying. He remembered what happened on his first day alone with Michael. And it sent shivers down his spine.

"So, Bastet, is it true what they say? About box boys?" He had asked, and Bastet had only stared at him. Not allowed to talk. "That you will do whatever you are told?" He had come closer and closer to Bastet, and he noticed the remote control to his shock collar when it was too late, as the electricity ran through his muscles. "Oh, this was fun!" Michael had said with a grin on his face. "Well, I guess we'll find out about those rumors."

Bastet looked up to find the new keeper. To beg him somehow - nonverbal as he was right now, with his collar on - to not hurt him. But the man was nowhere to be seen. Panic washed over him as he realized he didn't know this man at all, and could not predict when, where, and how he would strike. He didn't know the games he might play.

Just as he was drowing in these thoughts, the sound of running water came from the bathroom's direction, and Bastet paled.

Not an ice bath. Please. Please not an ice bath. Please. It's already cold in the house. Please don't make me be colder. He thought as his body unconciously moved towards the fireplace. To treasure some last strands of warmth before he was left freezing for the night.

So, he curled up against the couch near the fireplace, and prayed to whatever gods might be there to keep him safe, now that his Master was gone.

But the sound of water finishes soon after he settles beside the couch. So soon. Too soon to have been the sound of the bathtub filling up. And this time Bastet frowns. What else could Javier be planning?

The door to the bathroom creaked open and Bastet heard Javier's footsteps as he moved from the bathroom towards the kitchen. But Bastet did not try assuming what would happen anymore, and decided to just calm his nerves while he can. It wasn't like he could do anything to stop it. So instead, he just focused on the warmth coming from the fireplace, and imagined that his Master was home, and that he was petting him as he curled up against his feet. Michael barely ever petted him. And when he did, it was usually after he-

Footsteps came out of the kitchen and distrupted Bastet's thoughts. And with the footsteps came a strong spicy smell of food. Bastet's stomach growled. He hadn't eaten anything since morning. And even that had been only a mouthful of bacons and a bowl of milk, and nothing more. He was starving. But he did not dare raise his eyes from behind his knees. Not yet. Not until he heard Javier say that he had made the food for him.

"I'm gonna leave it here on the TV table, ok? Come pick it up whenever you felt like it." Javier said, as he slowly put the plate down on the table, and turned to go back to the kitchen.

The food on the table was warm and still steaming a bit. The smell was spicy and familiar and intoxicating to his empty stomach. He was just about lunging for the food when the reality hit him. It was not in his cat bowl. It was in one of Master's many expensive porcelain dishes, with his even more expensive silverware on the top. It wasn't like he wasn't allowed to eat from Master's dishes. If anything Master liked to have Bastet lick them clean after some meals. But now, without his Master here, and with no permission from neither him now Javier, he definately was not supposed to eat from that.

It might have been a test, from Javier. To test him. To see if he got the hints and he was smart enough to not assume he was allowed things. Or maybe, Javier would come back and sit on the couch, put the plate on his lap, and give some scraps of food to Bastet while he ate the food himself.

So Bastet waited, for a while. Waited to see if Javier would come back. But soon enough, the sound of spoon and fork hitting the plate came from the kitchen and indicated that Javier was eating his own food there. Bastet's stomach growled a second time, and he was trying so hard to not just go to the plate and eat a few bites of the food. Because a few bites would be ok, right? Javier would not understand. Except that he would. They always did. Master once caught him eating a single strawberry from a basket full of them. Bastet was caned 20 times for that.

So instead of sitting there just a few steps away from the cursed plate and fighting the urge to eat, he got up - for he was allowed to walk on his feet unless Master ordered otherwise - and moved towards the stairs, and Master's bedroom above them. For he'd learnt long ago, that sleep helps with hunger. It might not reduce the feeling, but you will not be conscious enough to care.

When he got to Master's bedroom, he went straight towards his bed - cat bed - besides Master's king sized one, and laid down. Curling up to fit inside the not-so-big circular shape of it. But sleep proved to be difficult, and he found himself staring at the far wall of the room, thinking of nothing in particular.

Just as his eyes were starting to warm, and sleep was slowly making its way to him, he heard a voice. Javier's voice. Calling out his name from downstairs. It started as a quiet voice, muffled by the walls between them. And gained volume everytime he called out and Bastet did not answer. Could not answer. Speaking was not allowed unless Master specifically told him to. So he stayed silent as Javier's voice got louder, and closer, as he moved from room to room looking for him. And he curled up tighter on his bed, trying to make himself smaller, invisible, to stay safe from Javier's rage. Because in Bastet's world, only two things caused loud voices. Pain, and fury.

When the door to the bedroom burst open, and Javier rushed inside towards Bastet - while muttering a thank god under his breath - Bastet was practically shaking with silent sobs.

"Bast? Hey, hey are you ok?" Javier asked, and that made Bastet sob even harder, unable to stop. And suddenly, accidentally, one of his many quiet sobs turned audible. The collar was quick to pick it as a non-identified sound - for the only identified ones were cat noises - and sent a strong bolt of electricity through Bastet's small form. And he screamed. Pain filling up his senses, and making his muscles tense, and then go limp as the shock stopped. It took everything in Bastet to not crying out and earn another shock, and he forced his voice down, and let the tears do the job that the voice should have done, and soothe his pain.

Bastet wasn't quite there enough to notice that Javier was panicking beside him, and that he rushed outside, scrambling to get his phone and dial Jenna's number. He did not hear Javier talk to Jenna in impossibly rapid English, trying to figure out what to do with a terrified boxboy that had just endured a strong electric shock. And by the time Jenna managed to calm Javier down enough, and helped him know what to do, Bastet's exhausted mind had fallen into sleep.

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storytimefromthecreed · 4 years

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Masterlist

It’s been 4 long yeays, and I’ve finally got my stuff together. Literally. Behold, the Masterlist. Everything I’ve ever written not including the stuff I have saved in drafts and queued for you while I’m not here (so I’ll be adding to this later). It’s been a journey, and I want to thank everyone for their requests, words of encouragement, and bearing with me. At long last, enjoy.

Altair, The Original Baddie, The Original Bae

Mod!Altair: Watching Scary Movies

Being Sick

It’s Not What It Looks Like

Crack A Smile

A Day With: Altair

Jealous

Habibi

The Plan

Altair Doesn’t Stand for Bullies

Pride

Mod!Altair and The Dead Bodies

Ow, I Got A Papercut...Kiss It?

I Love This Song! Want To Dance

Dadtair

Mod!Altair: I’m Not Overreacting! You Killed Someone!

You’re Eyes Should Be On The Target, Not My Backside

Mod!Altair: Normal People Don’t Have A Basement Stockpiled With Weapons

You Look So Beautiful Covered In Blood

Liquid Confidence

Happily Ever After

You’re An Assassin. Act Like It.

The Mentor

Where The Heart Is

That No Good Apple

Masyaf

Novice

Target

Conspiracy

Dating Altair Would Include:

When A Good Man Goes To War

Pictures With Santa

Altair’s Happy Ending

Darim:

How It Should Have Happened (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

Early Bird

Malik

Malik and The Shirt

Malik and The Artist

Bureau

Nurse Malik

Office Romance

Rainy Days

AltMal

Dai Malik

AltMar

(Disney AU) Once Upon A Dream

AltMalMar

(Disney AU) Prince Malik

Kadar

Sorry, Was This Your Sweater?

Federico

Did You Just Set The Kitchen On Fire?

Claudia

(Disney AU) Claudia Won’t Say She’s in Love

Ezio de la la la

Mod!Ezio: Coming To Your Rescue

I Think I’m in Love With You, and I’m Terrified.

Make It To The Bed

When You Bring Him Home

Jealous

He Must Be Late, and She Must Be Beautiful

A Ezio HC

I’m So Tired

Mod!Ezio: A Date

Chocolate

Serenade

The Man Who Has Everything

La Volpe and Cats

Mod!Ezio and The Passionate Kissing

Mod!Ezio: Study

Big Brother Ezio and The Skirt

Mod!Ezio: Traffic

Let’s Stay In

Here, Let Me Kiss It Better For You

You Only Know One Side of The Story.

Who Do I Have To Kill For Some Chocolate?

Helping Ezio Kick Butt

You’re An Assassin. Act Like It.

Do It. End This. Please.

I Trusted You!

This Is It. This Is How I Die.

What Could Have Been

EzioLeo

The Love From Near and Afar

Yusuf, The Teddybear of Istanbul

Wake Up!

The Teddybear of Istanbul

Lift

Mod!Yusuf: I’ll Wake You Up When We’re There

Yusuf is 75% Sure

I Don’t Remember What Life What Like Before Loving You

I Bet I’m A Better Cuddler

You Look Adorable When You’re Cold

Would You Look At That.

At What Cost?

Dating Yusuf Would Include:

Yusuf and Claudia

I’ll Wake You Up When We Get There

Claudia Meets Yusuf

Love Affair

Dating Yusuf Would Include:

Yusuf x Arno

Turkish Delight

Connor Kenbae

Sleepless

The Hero You Need

Mod!Connor: Watching Scary Movies

Reacting to Your Pregnancy

Being Sick

Connor Doesn’t Stand for Bullies

A Rainy Day

The Middle of a Thunderstorm

Please Don’t Do This.

Is There A Reason You’re Naked in My Bed?

Sweater Weather

Tell Me A Secret

A Massage

Wanna Dance?

Fainting

Mod!Connor: Helping You Through A Bad Day

It’s A Big World, Connor Kenway

Connor and The Artist

The Death of Charles Lee

Jealous

A Fight

Snow Day

What Were You Dreaming About? You Were Shouting.

Tired

Mod!Connor: A Date

Teddybear

Lift

Mod!Connor: Confessing

Faith, Trust, and Ratonhnhake:ton

Love At First Fight

Jealousy Brews Beasts

Connor vs The Bow

TOKW Connor

Connor and The Cereal

Connor and The Dream

Connor and Cats

Connor and The Arm

Connor and The Dead Bodies

Connor Punches First, Asks Questions Later

Puppy With The Puppy

What Would I Do Without You?

Here, I’ll Kiss It Better For You

You Look Adorable When You’re Cold

Do You Think You Could Just Talk To Me?

Happy Birthday Connor

Family Fun

Beautifully Flawed

Haytham Hits On You, And It Goes How You’d Expect

I’d Do It Again If I Have To

Half Blood (Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5) (Chapter 6) (Chapter 7) (Chapter 8) (Chapter 9) (Chapter 10) (Chapter 11) (Chapter 12)

Of Course There’s Blood. What Did You Expect?

This Is The Worst Time For It To Start Raining

The Man With The Silver Tongue

Braiding Connor’s Hair

Angsty

Happily Ever After

You...You Fight Good

I...I...I Think I Love You

Must You Be So Dramatic?

Cat and Mouse

Fire Fire

The Flames

Spur of the Moment

Heart Health

Kanen’to:kon

This Is Not Funny

Smitten!

Connor & Kanen’to:kon

Teddybear

Connor & Haytham

Kenways’ Happy Ending (Part 1) (Part 2)

Haytham

Kiss Me.

Just A Bad Dream

It’s Already, I’ll Manage On My Own

Comparisons

Baby Brother

Shipwrecked

Mod!Haytham & Teen!Connor: Haytham’s Lovelife

Mod!Haytham and The Name

Haytham and The Dream

Haytham and The Passionate Kissing

Ow, I Got A Papercut...Kiss It?

It’s Not Just You That I Love

Cupid’s Chokehold

Haytham and Ziio:

(Disney AU) Colors of the Wind

Thomas Hickey

Hickey and The Proposal

Hickey Asks For A Date

Edward Kenway

Time Alone

Hey! I Was Gonna Eat That!

I Wish I Could Hate You

A Massage

Fainting

Marry Me?

Jealous

Is There A Reason You’re Naked in My Bed?

This Is Not Funny

Look At Those Muscles

You Can Sit On My Lap, If You Want

Mod!Edward: Hot Chocolate

A Little Trip

Edward is 75% Sure

Edward and The Arm

Mod!Edward and The Skirt

Drunk In Love

I Love This Song! Want To Dance?

That’s Not Exactly What An Apology Sounds Like

Mary Had A Little... (Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5) (Chapter 6)

Righting Wrongs (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

Mod!Edward: Leather Jackets, Hot Chocolate, Edward Kenway

Goodnight, and Joy Be With You All

Dating Edward Would Include:

(Disney AU) Golly, What a Day!

Charles Vane

Why Didn’t You Just Ask?

What Would I Do Without You?

It’s Not Just You That I Love

Failing Vane

Arno Victor Dorian

Strange Weather

Is There A Reason You’re Naked in My Bed?

Hey! I Was Gonna Eat That!

Mod!Arno: Urges

Jealous

The Weird Dream

A Fight

The Fight

Lift

You Can Cook?

This Is Not Funny

Arno and The Ankle

Arno and The Arm

Mod!Arno and The Passionate Kissing

Arno and The Cat

Arno and The Cats

It’s Not Just You That I Love

Happy Birthday, Mr. Dorian

You’re An Assassin. Act Like It.

Arno’s Escape

Dating Arno Would Include:

One Dance

Beginner’s Unluck

Being Arno’s Sister

A Friend In Need

First Kiss

A Cafe in Paris

(NSFW) Happy Birthday, Mr. Dorian

Arno & The Frenchmen Four

To Save The Savior

We Have A Dog

Mod!Frenchmen: This Is Not Funny

Ghosts

The Thing

I Bet I’m A Better Cuddler Than You

When I Said Start A Small Fire, This Was Not What I Was Talking About

I Got Stabbed...So You Bought Me Cake

If We’re Arrested, It’s Entirely Your Fault

Be Our Guest

Arno, A Man of No Words

Something Blue, Something Borrowed (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

Qu’est-ce que c’est?

The Frenchmen Four

A Walk In The Park

A Background (My Personal HC)

A Typical Day

Dating HC

Older Siblings HC

Axeman

To The Rescue

Blades

Mod!Gerard: Did You Just Set The Kitchen On Fire?

Lift

Did I Mention How Cute You Look After A Run?

Greencoat

Bagel

So, Basically, You’re In A Cult

Green Coat, Red Cheeks

Green Eggs and Ham

Ghost

A Ghost Story

Elise

Hot Chocolate and Smores?

Shay Patrick Cormac

Hey, I’m With You, Always

Have You Seen The...? Oh.

Don’t Panic, Love

A Fight

Riven (Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5) (Chapter 6) (Chapter 7)

Look At Those Muscles

I’ll Wake You Up When We’re There

With Child

Mod!Shay and The Arm

Shay in Jail

Shay is 75% Sure

I Don’t Remember What Life Was Like Before Loving You

Cold? Here, Let Me Hold You

You Look Adorable When You’re Cold

Here, I’ll Kiss It Better For You

I Don’t Need Luck, I Have Hope

Someone’s Trying To Kill Us, And You’re Flirting With Me?

Must You Be So Dramatic?

I Make My Own Luck (Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5) (Chapter 6) (Chapter 7) (Chapter 8) (Chapter 9) (Chapter 10) (Chapter 11) (Chapter 12) (Chapter 13) (Chapter 14) (Chapter 15) (Chapter 16)

Happy Holidays from The Cormac Family

Soft Shay

Dating Shay Would Include:

(Disney AU) Into the Unknown

Liam O’Brien

Liam’s Happy Ending

Happy Holidays With Liam

Dating Liam Would Include:

Jacob

Did You Do That For Me? Aw, Come Here

Jacob Being Sweet

Brawl

Jacob and The Skirt

Mod!Jacob and The Car

Mod!Jacob and The Underwear

Jacob Punches First, Asks Questions Later

A Use of The Rooks

Cold? Here, Let Me Hold You

Mod!Jacob: Hot Chocolate and Smores?

It’s Not Just You That I Love

I Can’t Imagine Being Alone Anymore

Name One Time, I Dare You

Mod!Jacob: Father Frye

You Only Know One Side of The Story.

Happily Ever After

Must You Be So Dramatic?

You’re An Assassin. Act Like it.

I...I Think I Love You

Do It. End This. Please.

You’re The Source of All My Problems

Evie

A Night With Evie

Evie and The Cereal

Henry

A Sweet Story

Desmond, Definately Alive, Miles

Lift

Did You Just Set The Kitchen on Fire?

Fluffy Desmond

Desmond’s Song

Desmond and The Chloroform

Desmond and The Underwear

Desmond is 75% Sure

Desmond

Can’t Imagine Being Alone Anymore

I Love This Song! Want To Dance?

Hot Chocolate and Smores?

Sorry, Was That Your Sweater?

Roof Talks

I Trusted You!

Desmond’s Happy Ending

Shaun

Shaun and The Demon

Shaun and The Underwear

It’s Not Just You That I Love

I Don’t Remember What Life Was Like Before Loving You

I Bet I’m A Better Cuddler Than You

Grab My Hand. We’re Gonna Make A Jump For It

We’re Not Dating

A Happy Ending With Shaun and Clay

Abstrego

Cavities

Kassandra

Alexios

Have We Met? (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

(Disney AU) Zero to Hero

Brasidas

(NSFW) Baesidas

Assassin Prefernces:

When You’re Sick

When They’re Sick

Secret Truths: Talents

Secret Truths: Fears

Secret Truths: Sleeping

Secret Truths: (Axeman, Yusuf, Malik)

Secret Truths: Sex

Secret Truths: Sex (Evie, Yusuf, Malik)

Secret Truths: Fears (Evie, Jacob, Henry)

How They’d Confess / Ask You Out On Your First Date

Reacting To Your Tattoo

Reacting To Their S/O’s Pregnancy (Altair, Ezio, Connor, Edward, Yusuf, Jacob, Connor, Shay,

Training Styles (Altair, Ezio, Connor, Shay, Evie, Jacob)

Reacting To Their S/O Speaking Their Language (Altair, Edward, Ezio,

Secret Truths: Dogs (Altair, Ezio, Connor, Edward, Haytham, Shay, Evie, Jacob)

Secret Truths: Dancing (Connor, Edward, Haytham, Shay, Aveline, Elise, Evie, Altair, Ezio, Jacob, Malik) Bayek (not my addition), Kassandra, Alexios,

Coffee / Tea Preferences (Everyone)

How They Say “My Wife”

Combo Assassins:

Connor and Arno: Friends and The Tub

Falling For Jacob

Gang Gang

Edward Punches First, Asks Questions Later

Aveline, Evie, and The Dead Bodies

Connor, Shay, and The Sprained Ankle

Ezio, Arno, and The Arm

Let Them Eat Cake

Assassins To The Dentist

Sons and Daughters: Backyard Fun

Blackout

A Modern Shakespeare

Shay: I’m Surrounded By Idiots

Connor: Do It. End This. Please.

Jacob: You’re An Assassin. Act Like It.

Edward: Must You Be So Dramatic?

Edward: I Hate Myself

The Other Side of the War

The Assassins As Roommates:

The Original

Girls’ Nights

Part 2

Nicknames With Jacob

Friendsgiving 2015

British Bromance

Girl’s Night

Break In

Scary Movie

Date Night: Altair and Maria

Christmas 2016

Fight Club (Evie vs Connor) (Desmond vs Jacob) (Malik vs Alexios) (Altair vs Bayek)

Moving Out

Tall Tales

Altair’s Birthday

Altair’s Happy Ending

Canon Crimes

Halloween 2019

Fun

Thanksgiving 2019

Meeting The Spartan Siblings

Christmas 2019

The Christmas Miracle of 2019

(Disney AU) I’ll Make a Man Out of You

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knylinphd · 4 years

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obanai x fem!reader | ugly face [comfort]

obanai iguro x reader

female reader

Once (Y/N) comes back with a huge scar on her eye, Obanai tries to cheer her up.

warning : very slight slight spoiler abt mitsuri's childhood however obanai’s childhood is totally invented in that story

idk if we know abt obanai's childhood in the manga??? but here I'm inventing one so yeay

Obanai liked (Y/N). And he had been liking her since he was 6. Some children were making fun of him because of his discolored eyes. When the snake pillar was that young, he was too shy to even retort something back. But he didn't want to ask his bullies : ''Please, leave me alone.'' cause it would've been too pitiful.

But one day, his savior arrived. (Y/N) pushed one of the bullies on the ground. ''Leave him alone ! You're older and taller anyway ! Go insult someone else !'' She said. The other bully punched her in the face, but seeing her eyebrows furrowed -and understanding that she wasn't going to give up seeing the look in her eyes- the bullies simply laughed before walking away, pushing Obanai in the process.

The young boy turned to look at the girl. She wasn't even taller than him ! Sometimes, he had seen her in his hometown, walking with her family. But he had never talked to her. ''Are you okay ?'' She asked him. ''I should ask you that.'' She giggled. ''I am ! Why were they picking on you ?'' She asked, touching her bruise. ''Because my eyes aren't the same color.'' The boy replied.

She looked at his eyes, as if she hadn't noticed them before, making Obanai take a step backwards, furrowing his eyebrows. ''I like your eyes ! I like the two colors. And you're sure nobody else would look like you !'' The little girl said, smiling, holding her cheek where the tall kid had hurt her. ''What's your name ?'' The brunette asked, seeing that she wasn't going to make fun of him too.

''(L/N) (Y/N) ! And you ?'' He really liked her smile, it seemed genuine. For once, someone was smiling at him, but not because they were laughing at him. ''Iguro Obanai.'' He muttered. ''Are you shy ?'' She asked, bending on the side as if to have a better look on his face -his bangs covering it now that he was looking at the ground. ''I... It's just that usually, people talk to me because I have a ugly face.''

The girl raised an eyebrow, confused. ''Are you saying you have an ugly face because of your eyes ?'' He nodded, looking at her. ''Well, I really like your eyes. I want the same ! Mine are both (e/c) ! Many people have normal (e/c) eyes. I wish I had cool eyes !'' She said. And that statement made Obanai blush instantly. ''I have to go, I told my parents I would be back before dark ! Bye Iguro !'' She said, waving at him, while running away. And that's when Obanai fell in love with her.

Since that day, they became friends. They wouldn't hang out that much, but they would try to do it as much as they could. They only got separated around 15/16, when they started to train ; they both wanted to become hunters. As Obanai went training with a former pillar, (Y/N) got trained by her family, being a descendent of a huge hunter bloodline.

Luckily for them, they met again when they passed the hunter exam. ''Obanai ! Long time no see !'' The boy had blushed immediately. ''(Y/N) ! What's your breath style ?'' He asked, seeing the girl excited ; in her family, there were all different types of breath, so it was always a surprise what a descendent was going to inherit -or create.

''Blood breath !'' She said, grinning. ''I've never heard of that type.'' He replied, making her giggle. ''I've never heard of it neither ! What's yours ?'' He looked at the ground, his breath style being really uncommon. ''Snake.'' The girl gasped. ''Oh my God ! That's so cool ! And it'll fit your eyes !'' She had a huge smile on her face. The same smile she had given him when they met. Obanai blushed a second time, until it was time for the exam to begin.

The two were happy to see they had both survived ; they were going to see each other again. However, as they got both sent to missions at both extremities of the country, they were sure that it would be complicated to actually meet, so they agreed on letters they would tell their respective crow to deliver.

That's why the next time they were finally able to meet, was when Obanai became a pillar. (Y/N) already was one, and when she saw he was going to be a pillar as well, she gave him her usual smile. He felt lucky he had some bandages on his lower face, at least she couldn't see him blush as much. But still, she was one of the strongest pillars, so she inherited a very dangerous territory ; meaning that most of the time, she wasn't at the estate.

That's when Obanai met Mitsuri. She was reminding him of (Y/N). She would give him the same smile. But unlike the blood pillar, Mitsuri had some common points with Obanai ; like how people used to treat them because they both looked different. (Y/N) didn't know that ; nobody had ever made fun of her. But maybe it was just that they didn't dare to ; she was a pretty scary person, even when she was a kid.

Of course, the snake pillar, seeing that the girl was never back at the estate, tried to fall for someone else. That's why he started to get closer to the love pillar. But as he realized he only wanted to replace (Y/N), he believed it wasn't worth it. He had fallen for that girl for a reason and he sure wasn't going to throw that away. He had been having a huge crush on her for 12 years, and he wasn't going to forget about it. It was more than half his lifetime !

''Don't you think so ?'' Mitsuri asked. But Obanai wasn't answering, so she followed his gaze. (Y/N). She was finally back after months on missions. But she had changed so much. Her clothes were a mess and had been clawed. Most importantly ; she had an enormous scar on her eye, that had turned white.

The blood pillar didn't even try to look at the others before entering the estate and directly rushing to her room -that had been empty for so many months. Nobody followed her ; seeing how she looked like, they didn't want to disturb her. But Obanai did. They were childhood friends, they had an history together ; he could at least check on her.

He knocked on the door, but after hearing no response, he spoke up. ''(Y/N) ? Can I come in ?'' She didn't reply. ''Please ?'' he insisted. The door opened, even though (Y/N) went back sitting on her bed, not looking at him. She was looking -no, staring- at a mirror. Obanai sat next to her, embarrassed that they had to meet again in those conditions.

''What happened ?'' He asked, almost quietly, after a few minutes of her looking at her reflection. She sighed, pushing the locks of hair that had fallen on the side of her face with the scar. ''I fought an upper moon. I don't want to do that ever again.'' She muttered, making Obanai's eyes widen. ''He clawed my face. Now I have that huge scar forever on my face, and I can't even see with that fucking eye anymore !''

It was so weird and scary so see her not smiling, and not cheerful, as she usually was. ''Are you blind from that eye ?'' She nodded, bursting into tears. ''I didn't even know it had turned white before looking in the mirror ! I knew I had a scar, it was sure I had one, and I noticed I couldn't see from that eye, but I didn't know how I looked like !'' She shouted, crying, staring at her reflection, still.

It broke Obanai's heart to see her like this, her personality had switched so bad ! And how could she say she was ugly when she was the prettiest girl he had ever laid his eyes on ? Instinctively, he forgot about his embarrassment, cupping her cheeks to turn her head, so she could look at him. ''(Y/N). Do you remember when we were kids, and you said you wanted cool mismatched eyes like me ?''

She blinked a few times. ''But you look handsome with them, it's not the same thing ! Me, I'm stuck with that ugly face forever ! White doesn't even look good with (e/c) !'' She said, in-between sobs. But the snake pillar wiped her tears away, kissing her scar. (Y/N) froze at the action. ''I think you're beautiful. You've always been beautiful. I want to help you feel good about yourself like you did to me. If I like my eyes, it's thanks to you !'' He said.

That made (Y/N) realize that yes, she was the one that had made him love his different eyes. ''You have mismatched eyes too, now. We match. And I've never seen white mixed with (e/c) but looking so beautiful before.'' He said, kissing the scar once again. ''And it shows that you fought, and that you survived, that you can't be killed easily. You're really really beautiful.'' She stared at him, in shock and disbelief.

ending 1, spoiler free :

‘’Am... am I really ?’’ (Y/N) asked. And even if she expected a brief answer, she got much better ; Obanai cupped her face and kissed her, after taking off his bandages. The kiss was quite long, the snake pillar showing her all the feelings he had been hiding from her during all those years. Of course the girl kissed back ; she would be lying if she said she didn’t love him. It was just that she thought he was the kind of person not to believe in love and to focus on his job and mission only. But Obanai proved her wrong.

When he pulled away, he looked at (Y/N), gasping for air. ‘’Does it count as an answer ?’’ He asked. She nodded quickly, quiet, looking into his gorgeous mismatched eyes. He smiled, without putting the bandages back on. ‘’You really are.’’ He started, still. ‘’You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, and I was never able to find someone as beautiful as you. It’s not a scar that would change anything. And now we both have mismatched eyes and an ‘ugly face’.’’ He used those words because he had pronounced them, and she had comforted him. And now that she was the one saying it, he was the one comforting her.

The blood pillar giggled, remembering those words. It made him smile one more time. ‘’You know that... I love you right ? It’s been a while...’’ he muttered, and she hugged him. ‘’If it has been a while, why didn’t you say it earlier ?’’ And that’s when he realized she really liked him back -he thought that maybe she had kissed him back to be polite ! He kissed her head, rubbing her back, when he could finally hear her say : ‘’I love you too.’’

ending 2, spoiler about what's under obanai's bandages :

After a moment of silence and hesitation, Obanai sighed, and slowly started to take off his bandages. The girl's eyes widened when she noticed what was underneath it. After all those years, never once she questioned her friend about what he was hiding. And when she was that he had scars, from his lips to his cheeks, she sobbed. ''I'm sorry...'' she muttered. Even though she didn't want to, she was staring. ''For what ?'' Obanai asked, a smile on. ''I missed seeing you smiling.'' She said, sobbing even louder. Sure, she could tell when he was smiling under his bandages. Still, it wasn't the same.

She couldn’t clearly see his lips moving, how his cheeks would become a bit pinkish, and how he would often rise a corner of his lips more than the other. She could remember it precisely ; but she couldn’t tell that she had missed it so much. She knew he had a reason to hide it, but still, (Y/N) wouldn’t have thought of two scars in his cheeks.

Obanai smiled a bit more at her sentence. He wanted to ask her why she had never told him before that she missed him smiling. He wanted to tell her he was ashamed of his scars too. ‘’I’m sorry that I kept talking about my scar when you have some as well. I... I didn’t know... I don’t want you to feel bad about them because I feel bad about mine, yours are... yours show....’’ but she cut herself. ‘’Why did you hide them ?’’ She finally asked.

‘’I didn’t want to scare you. I... didn’t want to make you worried. Your scar is really beautiful, (Y/N)-‘’ and, just as he did some minutes before, the girl kissed his scars. Obanai blinked a few times, blushing at the action. She couldn’t feel happier to see him blush again. ‘’They’re old, right ?’’ she asked. ‘’Yeah, from... the first time we got really separated.’’ he said, referring to their trainings. Seeing that (Y/N) didn’t know what to say and was still feeling guilty for some reason, Obanai caressed her cheek. ‘’We match even more, right ?’’ He asked, giving her a toothy smile -maybe it was the biggest smile he had ever given her.

She didn’t give him a vocal answer. But she hugged him. As tight as she could. ‘’You’ll learn to live with your scar, (Y/N). It should be a reminder of what you’ve gone through. I’ll help you with that.’’ Obanai said, resting his cheek against her head while rubbing her back. At some point, he hugged her as tight as she was hugging him.

‘’Why do you do this ?’’ The blood pillar asked, so quietly that the brunette almost couldn’t hear it. ‘’Because you made me love my ugly face. I want you to love your beautiful one.’’ He said. And without giving him time to understand what was going on, (Y/N) cupped Obanai’s face, running her thumbs against his scars, and kissed him. Yeah, he really loved his ugly face if she loved it.

so yeaaaah I added an alternative ending since I know abt obanai’s backstory now and I thought it was much better to write an ending with this backstory (I really prefer this one djsksk)

his backstory really made me sad tho wtf my profile pic on Instagram is him now djsk and once again I’m hesitating between who my favorite pillar is : Sanemi or Obanai 🤧

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #obanai iguro #iguro obanai #obanai x reader #obanai iguro x reader #iguro obanai x reader #comfort

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snowhwing · 4 years

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Snowflake Fangirl Log #1: 2019 SF9 Live Fantasy #2 UNIXERSE In Manila [11.16.2019]

Log: SF9 Live Fantasy #2 UNIXERSE in Manila Date: 11-16-19 Time: 7:00 AM PHT Location: New Frontier Theater | Araneta Center, General Mc Arthur Avenue, Quezon City, 1100 Metro Manila

Snowflake Note Begin: This blog post contains TONS and TONS of swooning, fangirl emotions and just pure crazy because really, I was a total wreck after I met SF9. Who wouldn’t? I think every Fantasy would agree that we barely made it outside the venue because of the heart-fluttering moments that the boys’ performances, and our interactions with them, have brought us. I wrote this down to rehash my personal experience during the hi-touch and photo op fan benefits of UNIXERSE in Manila. Read at your own risk. ;)

Log #1.1: Hi-Touch Experience

While the concert organizers were busy guiding every Fantasy to line up for hi-touch, my eyes kept on going to the stage where the boys and the first Fantasys in line were at. I still remember how jittery I was back then because I saw that the line was moving too fast for my liking. All the time, I was thinking “What if the people move quickly when it’s finally my turn and I would not be able to say anything to any of them? What if I just hi-five them and that’s it? What if I blank out and not be able to enjoy the experience?”. I was so terrified that my hands were really cold and I was gripping my Hwiyoung slogan as if my life depends on it. IT WAS MY FIRST CONCERT EXPERIENCE. IT WAS MY FIRST HI-TOUCH EXPERIENCE. Please excuse the nerves! :D

As the line moved and I walked closer to the stage, I reined my nerves and braced myself to meet the boys. I mean, that’s SF9! How can one not panic and feel flustered knowing that you are close to meeting them? [Thank you so much, Ate Tala and Jill! They both cheered when I passed by them on my way to the stage] When I finally reached the stage, already so close to the boys, I swear I no longer felt my feet nor my knees. Up until now, I still feel so proud of how I did not stumble or made a fool out of myself by tripping on stage.

Okay so here goes... [5 days after the concert and I am still a ball of feels while writing this. #WhippedCultureAlert]

Disclaimer: I stand 4′11 so imagine this hi-touch experience with me looking up and extending my arms to the boys almost the entire time. HAHAHA

ZUHO I mean, how can people let him be the first in line? HOW?! His presence was and is so strong! The fact that I was still reeling with how strong his stage presence was during the performances and his solo stage, they placed him first in line!!! But when I reached him, I was immediately comforted because the person who met me there was Juho! He was all smiles way before I reached him. I blurted a hi-pitched “Hi, Zuho!” and he was like “Hello! Nice to meet you.”. And I’m---- I just plainly melted and somehow his presence, strong as it may seem from afar yet comforting and warm up close, calmed my nerves down.

JAEYOON We all know it’s impossible not to love this guy, right? He spoils us non-stop with barrage of selcas in fancafe and in Twitter. He has the sweetest voice and really even before I met him in person, Lee Jaeyoon is already lovable in my eyes. So imagine seeing that dimpled smile up close. Imagine hearing his sweet voice saying “hello” over and over. Imagine holding his hand and feeling him grip yours back. That was my experience with Jaeng. *swoon* All I was able to utter in front of god Jaeyoon was a swoony “Jaeeeyoooonnn~~”.

TAEYANG I never thought it is possible for me to get close to the sun but I did during UNIXERSE concert. Wow, Taeyag’s smile that day was really, really, really bright. He offered his left hand to me because he somehow hurt his right hand :( I was like “Hello, Taeyang! Happy to meet you.” Taeyang smiled even more and said “Thank you, thank you!”. If sexy Taeyang is deadly, I personally think sun-dazzling smile Taeyang is deadlier.

INSEONG This guy! HAHAHA Inseong was really being Inseong back then. He said “Saranghaeyo” by the time I held his hand and even before I said something to him. And me being me was like “Awww! Inseong! I love you, I love you!”. It was a brief encounter with Communication King but who cares? He said “Saranghaeyo” first! HAHAHA Up until this day, I still feel like I won. :p

ROWOON Fun fact: I stood on tiptoe just so I can reach Rowoon’s hand! HAHAHA And he smiled at me when he saw what I did! I’m so happy! I really had to reach out and extend my arms to hold his hand. I held his hand in both of mine and said “Rowoon! Good job!”. He dipped his head and said “Thank you so much.”. Before the hi-touch started, I was already prepared on what I would say to Rowoon. He worked so hard on the drama. He’s doing so well. All the time I was thinking, he should know how proud we are of him. I kind of messed it up a bit because I was supposed to say “You’ve worked hard.” but for some reason “Good job” came out. I hope I was able to let him know how proud I am of what he has become.

WARNING: Okay so uhm... I know I did not went through the first five members unscathed but the continuation of this blog... OMG! HAHAH Fangirl swoon maximum level!

When I bought the concert ticket knowing that it has hi-touch as one of the fan benefits, all I hoped for was meeting SF9 up close and, somehow, have the chance to say something to them. Even just as simple as uttering their names. I did not expect something big to happen. I did not expect any surprises at all. Weeks prior to the concert, my mind was set to the thought: having the chance to meet them is already a gift itself. So of course, I came to the hi-touch with that thought in mind.

Apparently, the goddesses of fangirls must have been watching over me that day because, I went out of the venue with wings attached to my feet and over the moon. As if the individual encounters with the first five members on the line were not enough, the world gave me such sweet, sweet surprises through the remaining members.

YOUNGKYUN - MY HWIYOUNG LOVE Days, well, even weeks before the concert, the thought that kept on nagging me was “What would I say to Hwiyoung?”. He is my bias. The only one for me. I want to tell him how much he has inspired me and that he still does. I want to tell him I love him. I want to tell him tons of things. But we all know it’s just hi-touch; the event will finish up in a breeze. There’s no time for long talks. So I asked friends after friends for suggestions. They gave me tons. HAHAHA One even suggested that when I reach Hwi, I should just fall over and have him catch me. That way, we’ll have a moment. HAHAHAHA [you know who you are, person] Fitting because I wore wedge sandals for the concert. I joked and even answered that I will probably do that.

Then, Hwiyoung’s solo stage happened. Right then and there, I felt like everything fell into place. I was so mesmerized with his solo stage. I was so caught up with how magical his presence was. With how beautiful he is while he’s up there, working hard and doing his best because he loves Fantasy.

[Sorry, TAP. I know you told us to just hold them with one hand.]

When I reached Hwiyoung, he was leaning close to the table. His gummy smile in place. His eyes were glowing and I swear, with the way the guy stares, I fell for him even more. Having the chance to hold Hwiyoung’s gaze was an out of this world experience! I held his hand with both of mine and... Me: Hwiyoung! You’re my favorite! And Hwiyoung, apparently, wasn’t done with capturing my heart. He gripped my hand back and when we let go, he touched his chest, gave me a little bow and... Hwiyoung: Oh thank you!

I just disintegrated.

CHANI Chani this little devil! The Fantasy in front of me finished her encounter with Chani way before I did with Hwi so he was not interacting to anybody when I yeeted my heart out to Hwiyoung. And so this guy, heard everything. After I exclaimed ‘you’re my favorite’ to Hwi, I clearly heard Chani chuckled and said “Kyeeoo” not too loud but enough for me to hear him. When I held his hand and said “Chani!” he was nodding and has this knowing expression on his face, as if he was telling me, “Don’t me, nuna. I already know who’s your favorite.” fjdkajdkaj It was so embarrassing but I’m so weird because I found the whole encounter cute! grrr! Plus - I could not get over that Chani’s cheeks really look like peaches! The flush on his cheeks are really real!

DAWON Lee Dawon CEO-nim! Lee Sekgwi! He was really a visual during the Manila concert! And it’s so cute because his face looks so fluffy and he looks so adorable! Dawon gripped my hand back, too! I was only able to mention his name and he said “Thank you!”. But mind you... I got another Dawon interaction during the photo-op! Yeay~!

YOUNGBIN Leader-nim! Youngbin is really tall and he was the last one in the line. For some reason, I held his hand tight almost as if I was drawing strength from him. And maybe I did. He had to lean close because I’m one small creature. I told him “Youngbin! Happy birthday!” and he smiled and said “Thank you!”.

That ends my hi-touch experience with SF9. I don’t know but I think I was able to make the most out of it. I enjoyed it a lot despite the incessant roaring of my heart while I was going through it. What other Fantasys said was right. There’s no such thing as preparing yourself for SF9. HAHAHAH

Log #1.2: Photo Op Experience

This is just a brief summary of what happened during the photo op. I had a few more short encounters with the boys so I thought I should write this down.

Okay so photo op. The boys stood at the back of 10 chairs lined up side by side. A group of 20 Fantasy per photo. Of course, I wanted to sit near Hwiyoung or any of the members back then but I already had an amazing time during the hi-touch event and I did not want to be greedy. But then, my self control was tested when I was the 19th Fantasy in line who came on stage for that group photo and I had to squat on the floor just right in front of Hwiyoung with another Fantasy between us. Lucky girl! That made me a tad bit sad.

Hwiyoung, Dawon and Youngbin had other plans though. I swear, SF9 really has a radar of some sort when it comes to how Fantasy feels.

When the photo op for our batch was over, I stood and when I looked up, my eyes met Hwi’s!!!!! jdfkajklajkdal I am Miss Unixerse! HAHAHAHA I automatically waved at him and said “Thank you, thank you!”. He smiled and waved with both hands. The organizers were telling us to climb off the stage so I looked at Hwi and said “Byeeee” still waving my hands. THE CUTEST THING IN THE WORLD HAPPENED, THEN!!! KIM HWIYOUNG KIM YOUNGKYUN!!! MY HWIYOUNG LOVE SCRUNCHED HIS FACE AND POUTED!!! FOR THE LOVE OF... HE POUTED!!! My poor, poor heart was so helpless. I just... *deep breath*

As if that wasn’t enough, when I reached Dawon’s spot, he extended both his hands and waved at me! He said “thank you so much!” and I legit bowed to him and said my thanks. Youngbin followed and did the same thing, telling me “Thank you! See you next time.”

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I will definitely see all of you again next time, SF9! Thank you so much for giving me one of the most magical nights of my life. I will forever treasure my November 16, 2019 moment with you in my heart. No goodbyes. ‘Til next time, my sensational boys! I love you!

#SF9 #UNIXERSEinManila #SF9inManila #SF9UNIXERSEinManila #Youngbin #Inseong #Jaeyoon #Dawon #Rowoon #Zuho #Taeyang #Hwiyoung #Chani #Fantasy

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hannahscreativethoughts · 6 years

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Lets be 16 again 2/?

I wrote all 5 parts last night. I was so inspired last night, that I couldn't stop writing. So this will have 5 parts and I'm not sure if I will post a part everyday for the next 4 days or I don't know. Let me know what you think.

Steve Rogers x Reader; Avengers x Reader

Summary: What would you do if you would wake up and be 16 again?

Word Count : I stil didn't count.

Warnings: nothing, spoiler for old movies maybe.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Monday morning and the only thing I wanted to do was laying in bed and doing nothing. But this shouldn’t be the plan for today. Tony stormed in my room, opened the curtains and the window, “Good morning. It is a wonderful day for school”, he said waking me up.

I yawned and looked at him tired, “I have to go to school again?”

“Yes, you have to go. Now stand up, breakfast will be ready in 20 min.”, he said walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.

I pulled the blanket over my head and groaned in disbelief.

Yesterday I locked myself in my room, cried and watched my favorite movies.

-The way John raises his fist in the air, because he got the girl, at the end of Breakfast Club; the moment Fester Addams and Gomez Addams reunite, in the Addams Family; this shocking moment when Darth Vader tells Luke that he is his father, in Star Wars V: The Empire Strikes Back.-

These movie moments brought back the smile to my face and I realized that I can go through this, I will find a way to go back. But in the moment I heard Sharon calling Steve in the hallways, my hopes vanished and I wanted to lay in this bed forever.

In the late hours Natasha knocked at my door and wanted to talk to me. I tried to explained her everything and... surprise she doesn’t believed me.

I hoped that everything was just a dream and when I will wake up the next morning, everything will be normal again, but no, I woke up and I was still 16. And now I have to go to school again, yeay.

“What happened to the rest of the T-shirt?”, I asked myself in the mirror. The T-shirt I wore was so short, it barely covered my stomach.

I searched in the closet for something wearable, something what doesn’t show my belly button.

“C’mon there must be something I could wear..”, I searched through the closet until I found a band shirt. “Oh this looks fine.”

After 30 minutes of searching through my closet I’ve decided for the band shirt, a black jeans, a leather jacket and some white vans.

I grabbed the bag what looked like a school bag and walked out of my room and into the kitchen.

“Wow, you’re looking pretty normal today”, Wanda said slightly surprised.

“I’m surprised that you decided to get up and go to school.”, Tony walked in the kitchen.

“What is that supposed to mean?” I rolled my eyes and grabbed a apple from the counter.

“Don’t roll your eyes on me young lady!”, Tony pointed his finger at me.

“I’ll go to school!”, I started to walk out the kitchen.

“You don’t wanna eat with us? I made pancakes.”, Sam yelled.

“She doesn’t like your pancakes, man”, Bucky places his hand on Sams shoulder.

I stopped and turned around, “Pancakes? Give me some!”, I walked back to the table and grabbed one, “OMG, they are so delicious. Thank you.”

Sam was looking at Bucky with a winning face and I smiled at the both of them. Sam his pancakes are the best, I've never eaten better ones. I’m always the first person on the table when he makes his famous delicious pancakes.

I started to walk out again, but then I realized I have no clue in which school I have to go. I walked back in the kitchen.

“Ehm, which school was it again?”

“Midtown High School in Forest Hills”, Tony said annoyed. The whole team looked at me like I was an alien.

“Oh yeah right”, I snapped my fingers and pointed at the team. “I’ll go now, bye and thank you for the pancake!”

“Bye, no problem”, Sam said smiling and the others waved their hands.

Tony looked confused at the people in the kitchen, “What happened to her over night?”, he threw his hands in the air, his head shaking not understanding what’s going on.

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“Ehm hi, do you know by any chance where my locker is?”, I asked a pretty girl with curly hair.

“Are you talking to me ?”, the girl looked at me rather surprised.

“Yes, I forgot where my locker is. Maybe you could help me find it?”, I smiled at her, hoping that she will help me.

“Oh I’m (y/n), by the way”, I added and hold my hand out.

She looked at me with raised eyebrows and slowly took my hand, “Yeah, I know who you are. I’m Mj and surprisingly I know where your locker is.”

She lets go of my hand and started walking down the hallway, “Are you coming?”, she yelled.

“Here we are. 111, your locker.”, she pointed at the number on the door.

“Thank you. That’s so kind of you. It is so weird, it is so long ago that I was in school.”, I walked towards the locker and looked at the lock.

Mj glanced at me, she was slightly confused by my statement. I was still staring at the lock.

“Did you forget your numbers too?”, she chuckled.

“Unfortunately yes, but maybe I have them in the notes of my phone”, I raised my finger in the air and took my phone out of my pocket. I always save stuff like this in my phone notes, because I’m very forgetful and kind of old.

“Yes, I knew it. Look.”, I showed her the numbers and cheered.

“Wow, your so different. What happened to you over the weekend? You seem so grown up.”, she raised her eyebrows.

“What do you mean?” I asked her while I was trying to open the door.

“Normally you wouldn’t even look at me and now you’re talking to me. And you’re friendly and polite, also you’re dressed like a normal person.”, she leaned against the locker next to mine.

“Why wouldn’t I talk to you, you seem nice. Besides what do you mean? How do I look normally?” I glanced over at her.

“Ahh finally“, the door opened.

“Normally you wear like nothing in school.”, suddenly she yelled, “Peter, Ned, here!”

I turned around and I had a big smile on my face,

“Pete!”, I yelled and ran towards him and hugged him like a mother her child, “Omg I’m so happy to see you, Kiddo.”

He looked over my shoulder and over to Mj, she shrugged her shoulder.

“Ehm, Hi. Since when are you so excited to see me?”, he pushed me away and glanced at me confused. The smile on my face vanished and I looked at him astonished, “Because you’re like family to me?”

He chuckled, “Normally you rarely talk to me in school, only when really necessary. Even when I’m at the tower you ignore me and now you almost tackle me to the ground”, his face didn’t had this sweet puppy smile on. “And since when I’m family to you?”, he added.

Omg I’m a bitch.

“We’re not friends?”, my face fell faintly.

“No, we’re not.”, he walked past me and straight to Mj.

“Hey I’m Ned”, the boy who stood behind Peter hold his hand out. I shook his hand and smiled faintly at him, “I’m (y/n), nice to meet you.”

“I know”, he said with a huge smile.

“Ned are you coming?”, Peter called after his friend.

“I have to go. See ya later.”, he waved goodbye and walked over to Peter. Mj glanced over to me and formed the words *I will pick you up for lunch, meet me here*, she pointed at my locker. I gave her a small smile and nodded.

x x Lunch x x

“Hey, you both, can (Y/n) sit with us?”, Mj looked at the boys. Ned nodded his head and motioned his hand to the chairs opposite from his. Peter ignored the question. Oh it hurts not hearing him talking like a waterfall. His puppy voice always cheered up my day.

“Why isn’t she eating with her friends?”, he pointed at the table right next to them, not looking at us.

“Because I have no clue who they are and almost all of them ignored me the whole day. Only one of them talked to me, the guy with the cap over there, I think his name is Charlie and is my boyfriend. He tried to kiss me earlier, I was so surprised that I accidentally punched him in the face and then he broke up with me. So he isn’t my boyfriend anymore”, I said with a small chuckle, looking over to the table. The boy wasn’t ugly, he was tall, had big brown eyes and a sweet smile, but he was 16 and seemed like a douchbag.

“You’re crazy, take a seat, girl.”, Mj said while sitting down. I said down next to her, opposite of me sat Peter, avoiding me.

There was a awkward silence, nobody said anything. After a few minutes Mj finally spoke.

“So what happened to you? Did you had an accident or something? I don’t wanna sound rude but you seem lightly bedazzled.”, she shoved some fries in her mouth.

“Oh god, I don’t really know what happened to me. To be honest there is a story, a long and weird one, but you probably will not believe me, when I will tell you this. And I don’t wanna bother you with this.”, I answered her, looking down at my tray.

“I wanna hear it.”, Mj smiled at me. Her answer made me happy, maybe I can tell them the truth and they will believe me. They are teenagers and young people are supposed to believe stuff like this.

“Yeah me too”, Ned added, the both of them glaring at Peter.

“Whatever.”, he simply said. The smile on my face fell again, he was so cold. That’s not the Peter I know.

“Maybe here isn’t a good place to tell this story. Do you wanna come over to my place after school?”, I looked at them hopefully.

“I’m in”, Mj was again the first who answered.

“Me too”, Ned added, and the both of them glared again at Peter.

“Whatever.”, he said again.

@slither-in-a-half @steelbluebucky @mrscevans

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the-blooming-tiger-lily · 7 years

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The wallflower

For Hercules this was a normal Friday night. He was once again out with the guys, this time in some new club John was enthusiastic about. It was nice, compared to the clubs they normally went to, yet he didn’t enjoy himself as much as he usually would. That was until he saw him, the guy carefully hiding away in the shadows. He recognized him from somewhere, he wasn’t sure why. That was until Alex gave him a small push. “Hey, Herc. Why are you looking at Burr?” Oh. Right. Aaron Burr, some colleague of Alex. He had heard of him before, most of the stories being on the negative side of things. “Oh… ya know, just thinking about why he isn’t dancing or so.” He shrugged the question off like he didn’t really care about it, but that was a lie. He knew how Alex thought about Burr, he had heard the stories and had a clear image in his mind from the man. But this wasn’t how he Imagined Aaron. He always thought he would be more… bold and annoying, not the wallflower he was right now. He tried to focus on the conversation the others were having, occasionally nodding and giving a small laugh as if he was listening. But throughout the whole conversation he kept looking over at Burr, trying to find any sign of the things he had heard about him. He didn’t see them. He didn’t look as intimidating as he thought, he even imagined him to be taller yet that also wasn’t true. His face didn’t show any signs of the fact that he was annoyed or bored, he looked rather… nervous. Why would he be nervous? It isn’t like this is a bad place, right? He sighed and looked over the man once again. God, he looked like he didn’t know how to move. He would sometimes make a move like he was about to finally join in the fun but then he just remained in his spot like he couldn’t touch the light. He slowly began to think that if the man walked into the light, his beautiful skin would burn off like in those vampire movies. He smiled softly. He was beautiful. Not in the way Lafayette was but in a way like he didn’t know, so he didn’t care to show it off like his friend did. The staring kept going until he felt a tap on his shoulder, from John. “you don’t have to stay with us, ya know. If you wanna go and flirt with the ‘lifelong enemy’ of Alex then I won’t stop you!” Hercules was doubting that, and it must have been readable on his face “Herc, I will keep them at bay. Hell, I will even fight Laf on this if he thinks he can stop you.” John laughed, giving him a small push towards burr. “now go, shoo. You are horrible at hiding your interest in someone.” Hercules looked back at the other with a smile, thankful for the fact that he didn’t immediately tell Alex. He turned back around and started making his way toward the male he had been watching all evening. He tried to look as nonchalant as possible, walking up to him with a kind smile. “hey, you are Aaron Burr right?” the other looked at him in surprise, as if he forgot that he was surrounded by people “yeay, aren’t you one of Alexander’s friends? If you are here to mock me then please, let Alex do it himself.” He turned away from Hercules, leaving him with a look of surprise on his face. Did he really think he was here to make a fool out of Aaron? “No, actually. I am here because you are acting like you can’t move in the light. So, would you mind if I joined you in that?” he got a surprised look from Burr, but he nodded. Hercules smiled and took place besides the other, looking over him carefully. The man looked even better up close, almost like some of the models he worked with. He let out a soft laugh, making Aaron look up at him. “what are you laughing about? Or is it some inside joke I shouldn’t worry about?” Hercules looked at the other with a twinkle in his eyes “I work with models from time to time, you could easily fit in with them…” he got a sceptical look at his remark. “yeay right, I could work as a model” “it is true, maybe I need to convince you some time. Why don’t you come over to my place sometime and I will prove to you that you are as beautiful as a model” he wasn’t sure if he was seeing it correctly, but he thought the other was blushing. “uhm.. sure… when?” Hercules smiled brightly grabbing a small piece of paper and a pen he always kept with him. He wrote down his number and held it out. “how about you text me. Here’s my number, you can give me a call whenever you are free.” His smile only widened when Aaron took the small piece of paper “uhm… S-Sure. Just…. I have to go. I need to work tomorrow and I don’t feel so well.” By now it was clear that the smaller man was blushing. He turned around, starting to walk off quickly. “I will text you as soon as I get home!” as the other man walked away Hercules supressed a laugh. If Burr was indeed going to text him then he knew how he would name him. Ange. It fitted him. I mean, it meant angel, right?

#aaron burr #Hercules Mulligan #hamilton #burrcules

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ted-hyung · 7 years

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Can you write a sungpil highschool au where Sungjin wants to ask Wonpil to go to prom with him

it’s been 1934802 years das why here please have 2.5k of rambling fl00f.

featuring: established high school boyfriends!sungpil, cool ex-gf!jihyo (twice), cousin dowoonnie~, and hopefully your love for my writing LMAO. please kudos and reblogs and comments ( ´ ▽ ` )b

sequel to this high school!AU.

prom comes after the annual spring festival, and sungjin wasn’t reallyinterested in wonpil’s affair before they were officially, lowkey-ly, dating.

when they were freshmen sungjin was already busy with debate club andgoing to guitar lesson after school, only finding out that his and wonpil’shome were on the same direction on one rainy evening when he didn’t bring anumbrella and wonpil had offered to go to the bus stop together, smiling cutelyat him with his crossed eyes and cute voice saying you’re always sleeping so you didn’t notice me.

on their sophomore days sungjin finally understood that wonpil was indeed popular on their school outing tohong kong. girls from different classes honest to god swarmed around wonpil totake turn posing for selca or group selca with him at disneyland’s twentydifferent tourist spots, which was quite understandable because even sungjin,last year, could tolerate such cute sight. disneyland made him soft he hadthought the sun’s got nothing on wonpil’s radiant smile that was alwayspresent, no matter how exhausting those teen girls could be. also, last year,jihyo happened, and sungjin got his first kiss right during the fireworks show.

this year, sungjin is taking wonpil to prom.

if you told sungjin that he’d be this nervous asking his boyfriend toprom, he would have laughed in your face because a) him and wonpil?? and b)prom was never on his mind, not even last year when he and jihyo were still athing.

before her, sungjin got asked out to prom by a senior, a long-haired girlwho was the student council president and wore thick glasses despite public’smajority demand for her to take them off because they were right; she was wayprettier without them and sungjin, who was the vice president of the studentcouncil, turned her down because before jihyo, he never cared about anythingbut his studies and learning the chord of oasis’ wonderwall right to its core.

something that he didn’t think would come in handy a year later, rightnow, since he’s sure without liam gallagher crooning in his ears for months, hewouldn’t have the guts to ask wonpil out to prom.

“are you listening to me?”

sungjin tilts his head and when he blinks, he meets with wonpil’s cutepout just across the table. they’re at the burger king, enjoying a gap hourbefore their cram school starts.

“um,” sungjin grimaces. “…no?”

wonpil tuts, but he doesn’t dwell on it. he steals a sip of sungjin’scola instead, his grin is wide and cute and sungjin waits patiently for hisboyfriend to continue whatever it was. it’s been exactly a month since then andthey’ve been kissing a lot, really, wonpil is irresistible and sungjin is weak.

“doesn’t matter, i was just telling you about my cousin visiting this weekend,”wonpil says, eyes twinkling. “do you remember him? dowoonnie?”

the name rings a bell but the timing even more so. this weekend? but onsaturday sungjin is supposed to take wonpil out to busk in hongdae (apparently,wonpil can play the piano and he loves to sing) and he’s—like, supposed tosneakily strum in to wonderwall while asking wonpil out to prom.

“i think so?” sungjin mumbles with a slip of blank disappointment on hisface that he can’t control.

fortunately enough, wonpil missed it. he’s squealing as he takes a biteof his soggy fries. “yeay! would you come with us to coex aquarium? dowoonniewants to go there, and then to namsan tower.”

yeah, sungjin found out in the most amazing way that a lot of thingscould change in just one year because before wonpil, he wasn’t this anxious about a dance that marks aglorious end of their high school year.

the whole school is buzzing withprom spirit. it’s happening in four and a half weeks, after all, and it’s allthe senior students talk about during lunch break, at the restroom, and on gymclass. sungjin watches at least two girls from different classes asking wonpilout to prom cutely; one baking him a huge chocolate chip cookie and the othermaking a small banner that’s taped to wonpil’s desk, next to wonpil’scollection of b1a4’s photo cards. wonpil, being the school’s ulzzang slash cuteprince, turns them down politely, cutely, and somewhat handsomely sungjin feelsso proud that he’s his.

today, out of the blue, jihyo sendshim a message on kakaotalk, asking him to sit with her during lunch break atthe farthest table in the cafeteria. sungjin frowns but replies that he’ll bethere and he tells wonpil, off-handedly, that he’ll be having lunch with jihyoand leaves without a chance to see the fall on wonpil’s expression.

she’s there alone amidst the crowdedcafeteria, and sungjin makes a beeline to the cafeteria lady to buy a bottle ofpeach juice he remembers she likes to have last year.

“hi,” sungjin greets her with a smile.she looks… otherworldly with new hairstyle that sungjin sees only in passing.the trendy, thin fringe is framing her full cheeks nicely. she did her eyebrowsand put on some faded red lip tint, probably from that one brand her favoriteidol boy group is endorsing.

she grins when sungjin slides thepeach juice to her.

“you don’t forget,” she says in ateasing tone and sungjin scoffs. “what are you having?”

“i think it’s fried kimchi leftoverfrom breakfast,” sungjin answers, unlocking his lunch box. “yep. at least mymom fried two eggs ha ha ha.”

“no veggies?”

“no veggies.”

“here have mine.”

sungjin peeks at jihyo’s lunch boxand sure enough it’s always so colorful with four different kinds of sidedishes and white rice. he wants the salted spinach and she dumps it all to hiskimchi fried rice.

they eat in silence at first.

and then sungjin’s phone pings witha kakaotalk notification from wonpil.

Whr r U? (;___;)

sungjin snorts a laugh that getsjihyo curious.

“it’s wonpil,” sungjin says, notreally seeing the need to explain who wonpil is because everybody knows theschool’s cute prince.

Cafeteria. Want anything?

“you seem close to him lately,”jihyo hums, “you two go to the same cram school right, with brian?”

r U rly with jihyo?

“brian… from hanlim? yeah. you knowhim?”

“he’s my friend from middle school.”

right after jihyo tells him that,sungjin reads wonpil’s reply and lets out a loud ahh.

Yes, but I told you. What is it?

“anyway what’s your plan for prom?”

sungjin, who is bewildered bywonpil’s cryptic reply, groans and jihyo leans forward to take a look atsungjin’s phone, her black hair tickling sungjin’s nose due to their proximity.

“you named him ‘wonpil-ie cutie’?” and she sits back with a resounding laugh thatmakes sungjin smile.

“he did that himself!” he retortsand goes back to his lunch, phone and wonpil’s cryptic reply forgotten. “youasked me something though. what was it?”

jihyo sits up straighter at hiscasual question. what she asks him next caught sungjin off guard. he came uponher request without having any initial premonition yet here he is, sittingtogether at the crowded cafeteria sharing lunch like they didn’t break up withjihyo in tears because of how insensitive sungjin was. is. what did he expectwhen he agreed to meet her for the first time after what happened? and is jihyoreally asking him out to go to prom with her, especially with all what he wassupposedly done her wrong last year?

“why… me?” sungjin doesn’t get it.

“why not?” there’s a challenge fromjihyo’s crisp voice. “unless you’ve asked someone and she said yes.”

now that’s the thing. sungjin hasn’tasked wonpil, his boyfriend, who’s definitely not a she.

“i can’t go to prom with you,jihyo-yah,” sungjin clears his throat, feeling it closing up on him. he feelslike he’s at fault just like the last time he and jihyo sat together over pastaand sugary drinks. “sorry.”

“huh,” jihyo pauses, puts herchopsticks down, and her smile reaches her big, doe eyes when she states with aclarity, “you don’t want to.”

“i—that’s—” sungjin splutters because she’s still smiling as if sungjin’srejection means the world to her. “jihyo-yah, what are you talking about?”

“it’s okay, never mind,” she offersas an explanation, shrugs, and begins cleaning up her half-eaten lunch box. inanother minute, she’s already on her feet. when sungjin blinks, she presses akiss to the top of his head and leaves, taking the peach juice with her.

on saturday, sungjin picks up wonpil on his house and dowoon is a cutekid with cute nose and cheeks and a fantastic baritone that doesn’t suit hisoverall cuteness. they have never interacted whenever dowoon happened to visitand sungjin happened to look, but dowoon is already teasing sungjin whofoolishly gapes at what wonpil is wearing for their babysitting date today;large white and navy pinstripes shirt tucked in some kind of tight, black dresspants showing his slim ankles and a pair of black shoes sungjin is not surewhat they’re called, probably some city in ngland or something.

“take a picture, sungjin-hyung, it’ll last longer,” dowoon sing-songs,swinging his and wonpil’s entwined hands together in the air, taunting sungjinbecause he’s only fifteen. that brat.

“har har,” sungjin growls, rolling his eyes as he pushes his sweatinghands in the front pockets of his baggy jeans.

they take the subway and continue with the bus to reach the coexaquarium. sungjin pays for their entry tickets after dowoon ends his andwonpil’s debate of who should do what. wonpil will pay for their lunch with thepocket money from his parents, and he buys a shark plushie for his cousinbecause he says the shark looks like dowoonnie~

sungjin sighs. it’s going to be a long day.

they watch the actual sharks and penguins and takes pictures on therainbow lounge and the undersea tunnel. come to think of it, this is sungjin’sfirst time going on a date (shut up this one counts, okay) that’s not the mallor burger king. heck, they haven’t even visited the lotte indoor amusement parklike a normal, high school couple!

sungjin jumps quietly when he feels wonpil’s warm fingers trailing hisknuckles before hooking his thumb to sungjin’s pinky. dowoon is in the toiletand wonpil takes a step closer.

“hey.” wonpil murmurs, smiling shyly. he smells like vanilla.

“hey,” sungjin uses his own thumb to graze the soft skin of wonpil’shand. “you look great today.”

“so i don’t look great the other day? and the day before that?” wonpilpouts, but the sparks on his eyes betray him. “ugh, i want to hug you.”

“well,” sungjin snorts, spreading his arms, bringing wonpil’s left armwith him too because he doesn’t let go of their linked fingers. “go on.” it’sso easy to just pull wonpil towards him, but sungjin doesn’t usually do that.initiating skinship is wonpil’s unofficial job.

“maybe later.” wonpil looks down, then up, and giggles, “you look greattoday.”

“do i?”

“yeah.”

“your cousin is cute.”

“how about me?”

“you’re always cute.”

“hmmm, how about jihyo?”

“what about her?”

“gross, you two are too close!” dowoon yells in his fantastic baritone,separating sungjin from wonpil with his wet hands, most likely wiping the restof the moisture on sungjin’s black t-shirt. jesuschrist.

dowoon drags wonpil to the garden of jellyfish and they decide to finishthe tour before going to the nearest jajjangmyun restaurant to have late lunch.

dowoon gets to eat from wonpil’s bowl after his is emptied, and sungjinasks what is he going to do with all that carbo. wonpil flicks him on theshoulder and says, like an offended pet owner, that dowoonnie needs all that carbo to grow taller!

if only dowoon didn’t give him such smugsmirk sungjin would have let it slide.

sungjin feels a tug on the hem of his black t-shirt, then a hand seekinghis. they’re queueing to get on the cable car to reach namsan tower, and wonpilsays in a very small voice,

“i’m afraid of height.”

oh. that’s new. sungjin had never known this. but if his memory serveshim right, wonpil didn’t take scary rides at disneyland last year. wait. ifwonpil has acrophobia, how did he manage to stay calm during the plane ride??

sungjin looks up to find dowoon staring at their hands. their gazes meetnanosecond later, and the brat does a mehrong then looking away, whistling atune like he witnessed nothing.

oh.

“what do you need me to do?” sungjin asks, quietly. he bends his knees sohe can look at wonpil’s paling before him. he really wants to hug his boyfriendright now.

“please stay close?” despite his blatant fear, wonpil is smiling though,the cat’s whiskers on the apple of his cheeks are twitching from how nervous heis. “don’t let go.”

“i promise.” sungjin hums and envelopes wonpil’s thin wrists with hislarger hands, then switches to just one hand as he leads the three of them toenter the cable car. the floor sways a little as people crowding in, andsungjin gently pushes wonpil to the corner where he can shield wonpil’s visionfrom their surrounding with his body. he doesn’t know at what extent iswonpil’s acrophobia, but he will do his best to make the ride comfortable forhis boyfriend.

“where’s dowoon?” wonpil asks, clutching at sungjin’s upper arms.

“i’m here wonpil-hyung,” dowoon chirps just a foot away from them, phonein hand while the other holding onto the yellow ring above. “you okay?”

wonpil nods and buries his face on the crook of sungjin’s neck.

sungjin can feel wonpil’s lithe body trembling as the cable car shakesand begins its ascent. he really really reallywants to rub comforting circles somewhere on wonpil’s body but they’re inpublic. wonpil digs his nails to sungjin’s skin, whimpering when the cable carjerks as it passes another one descending and sungjin wraps an arm aroundwonpil’s waist, steadying him.

“alright?”

“yeah.”

their loud heartbeats are in a matching rhythm.

“hey,” sungjin swallows, “um. will you go to prom with me?”

“of course i will go to prom with you!” wonpil squeaks then closes hismouth in his trademarked cute way, a blush is slowly decorating his pale face.sungjin grins, not caring about some people—couples,really, they should have known how nerve-wracking it is to ask your boyfriendto prom—around them who turn their heads because of wonpil’s squeaking.

“are you insane?” wonpilhisses, pouting. “of course i will go to prom with you.”

“of course,” sungjin chuckles, “i’m sorry.”

wonpil huffs, cutely, of course, and refuses to acknowledge sungjin’s presenceonce they get off the cable car, pulling at dowoon’s hand to hurriedly climbthe stairs to reach their destination. sungjin shrugs, admits that it’s hisfault for worrying about nothing and throws a candy at dowoon who flips him athumbs up with that infuriating, fifteen year olds cheeky smile.

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kookie-vith-suga · 7 years

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Interview #10

Word count: 1144

Warnings: Only a little fluff.

Author’s note: First of all thank you for the lovely request dear anon :) I hope this is going to be to your satisfaction and although the title sucks please read it anyway 😊

Secondly I am back a little earlier than annouced cause the apartment where we are staying has wifi yeai :D

Thirdly I do have enough request for now but since this game seemed to be liked by a lot of you I thought maybe doing another one in the near future…Would you guys like that? :)

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Request: College AU: “Why are you looking at me like that?” with Luhan, please? :) thank youuuu. love your stories :))

“L to the U and H to the A and N! And again. L to the U and H to the A and N! Luuuhan!”

That was how the cheerleader team of my collage used to annouce the capitan of the soccer team. When he then finally stepped on the fields many more hysterical screams from the grand stand were joining them. Luhan jogged in while waving to every side. The screaming intensified if that was even possible. A arrogant smile curled his lips upwards. The rest of the team entered more or less unnoticed behind him.

I were not really into soccer but still I had to come here on this afternoon. Because I had an mission. An interview with the capitan of the soccer team. You may think it is easy to get to speak with him alone since he is a “normal” student. But you are very wrong to think that. Because Luhan was indeed not like the rest of us. As the holder of a great sports scholarship, he actually did not need since his parents were filthy rich, he was seen like some kind of god. That is why so many girls were all over him. Because belonging to the people he was acknowledging meant having a real status at this university. Besides this he was incredibly handsome. I had to admit that.

I, myself still did not belong to the group of ass kissing girls who were going totally crazy for him. Because with enough money everyone can look good. Maybe that was why the main publisher of our university’s paper wanted me to interview him even though I did not fight for it like the rest of our team did. Consequently I was not really amused to hear that decision but since my dream was to become a journalist one day I need to show professionalism.

That was why I was spending my free time here, watching 22 men run from side to side for a little to nothing chance to get to speak with Luhan. With a sigh I slumped forward and rested my elbows on my knees.

If that isn’t what I always dreamed of…

It was halftime so I got up to get something to drink. Of course I was not the only one who had the idea so there was a long line in front of the kiosk. With another sigh I accepted my fate and joined the line.

It was fifteen minutes later that a bell rang which indicated everyone should go back to their places because the game would continue soon. Now was finally the time I was next in line.

“I re-”, I wanted to order but I got shoved aside roughly. I landed on the ground and felt a wave of pain stroking through my body. I let out a silent scream.

“Hey Sandra. Please give me my favourite chocolate bar and a bottles of water for my companions here. I will pay.”, a male voice ordered.

A girly giggle was heard before the voice purred: “Everything for you, Luhan.” My head immediately shot upwards but I could only see the back of a bunch of people surrounding him. I ignored the pain and got up. I pushed myself through the people which resulted into getting called “bitch” like five times. I bit back any comment about their ignorant and embarrassing behaviour.

As Ifinally stood next to him I called his name and gently tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around while saying something like: “Of course you can come to the par-” till he noticed that I was not one of his loyal followers, “Oh a new face.”

I sat up my nicest smile and starting introducing myself: “Hey, I am Y/N from the university’s journal. We are currently doing a small column about the school’s soccer team and of course we cannot miss out the capitan. So I wanted to ask if you had time for an interview?” I made a pause to see his reaction and catch some breath since I had spoken so fast scared that I get shoved aside again. “I know you are very busy but it would only take like-”, I broke off and scanned his face. It seemed like with every word I said his eyes widened a little more.

“Sorry but why are you looking at me like that?”, I questioned confused.

“You are bleeding”, he said with a soft voice. Way softer than I thought it was. He pointed down to my legs were blood was running out of two big wounds on the knees.

“Oh shit!”, I exclaimed. It was like something switched in my head again and the pain was there again. Even more present than before. I limped over to a stone and hissed while slowly sitting down. As I inspected the wounds carefully tears involuntarily welled up in my eyes.

“Hey guys. It was nice to see you all and you are very invited to the party later but please go back to your seats. The game is starting soon”, I heard Luhan’s voice again. I was too occupied with my own problem so I could only see everyone leaving out of the corner of my eye.

A second later I felt an arm sneaking around my shoulder. “I am sorry but some people are just a little ignorant when they are..umm..distracted. Let us go to the infirmary.” He scratched the back of his neck uneasy.

“No, I think it is fine”, I snorted and wiped away the escaped tears.

“Are you sure?”, he asked with a raised eyebrow.

I hummed and tried to get up to prove my stupid self. It ended with me crying out loud and preventing myself from falling in his arms.

“I am so sorry.” With a flushed face I peeled me out of his arms and avoided his eyes.

I heard a chuckle. “I don’t mind cute girls in my arms.”

Normally I would have rolled my eyes at such a cheesy line but this time all I did was getting even more embarrassed.

“Umm..Don’t you need to go back to the game?”, I quickly changed the topic.

“Well show me that you can walk alone without any pain. I may consider it then”, he challanged me.

I did not even try because I knew it would not work. “But they need you. You are the capitan!”

“There are other players who loved to play for me so I am sure they will be fine without me. Besides this the least I could do is give you a treatment and your interview right?” He showed me a heart warming smile.

He is not arrogant at all. I was wrong about him. My heart beated a little faster.

Done :D I hope you like it :) I will be gone till again from saturday for more than a week so please be patient with future updates ♥

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Yeay so my dear lovely friend @bnha-homeroom and I decided to try smth new, and we hope you like it! Same prompt, same character but different interpretations.

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PROMPT:"You aren't supposed to be laughing!" What happens when a misdirected parcel ends up at - of all places - your crush's house?

You just wanted to be a nice person, a nice friend. Is that too much to ask for?! What was supposed to be a playful gift for your friend's birthday, now ended up in your crush's hands. Texting the person who was supposed to receive the present, asking if they liked it. You were surprised when they confessed their confusion. What does it mean they didn't get anything? The email said it has arrived to its destination. While looking at your phone for what seems like hours trying to figure out how to solve that problem, a call brought you back to reality. Picking it up quickly, afraid that something might have happened since Aizawa wasn't one to call unless there's an emergency, however you didn't expect the words that came out of him. "Um Y/n, it's very nice of you, but it's not my birthday and it's not really me in those pictures. But thank you anyway."

Heading straight to his house, blush never once fading away from your cheeks. Why do those things have to happen to you?! And it's not like it was a normal gift, no it had to be that awkward gift. Million of inside jokes between you and your best friend might be behind the destruction of any type of relationship you had with Aizawa. Ok, you know your exaggerating, he would never hold it against you but it truly feels like that. Nervously knocking at his door, looking at your feet to avoid his dark eyes. Seconds felt like hours before he finally opened it. Wearing his comfortable clothes, thin tank top and baggy joggers hanging loose around his waist. Hair tied up giving you the perfect view of his face, new scars only adding to his handsom look. Too lost just looking at him, he literally had to shake you so you can focus again. Finally back to reality, you got inside and surprise surprise; a pile of box is littering his floor. You wanted to annoy your friend with a Matryoshka style gift. Each box revealing old memories and stories, screenshots of embarrassing conversations and ugly cute pictutes taped everywhere. You were just hoping that he hasn't read any of them. Apologizing over and over again to the male, gathering the gift together despite your refusal of the offer. Collecting the gift, Shouta can't help but read a few of the texts, look at all the silly selfies laughing really loud when he came across one with the weirdest cat filter he's ever seen. "Hey! You're not supposed to be laughing right now meanie!" Still laughing his heart out he set down that box to look at another one, "I know Y/n, but it ju-" Eyes wide, as a blush found its way on his face. Putting the gift down as he looked away embarrassed, you have no idea what he came across for you've made the present ages ago and forgot what you'd done. Eyes scaning the text messages, now it's your turn to turn bright red. You had sent a picture to your friend in a black skin-tight cat suite, open colar and cut out parts making it a bit too revealing. As if that wasn't bad enough, it was followed by a text from your friend You should show this to the love of your life, what's his name again? Aizawa? Feeling like your whole world was crashing down, tears starting to blur your vision as you were looking anywhere but the man in front of you. Seeing you so embarrassed made his heart ache, scooting closer to you and putting his hand on yours, shaking slightly from hesitation. He told you that it's ok, mistakes happen and it's totally normal. Though your lack of response worried him. But after knowing you for so long he knew how to fix this. Wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer he starts playing with your hair, when something he was expecting came out of his lips before he could register. "I like you too." Turning around quickly to look at him, shock evident on your face as your told him to repeat himself, which he did with a small smile decorating his face.

Some time has passed and you two are finally done fixing the gift. The journey filled with bashful smiles and shy looks. As he offered you a much needed glass of cold water, a smirk was etched on his face. Hesitantly asking him about it, he only got closer to you. Breath fanning over your face, as he looked directly into you eyes. "You know, you should've listened to your friend and sent me the pic. I would've enjoyed it."

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