#god i could actually beat him up right about now. i wouldn't win of course. but anyway the 8ball said i can't

[giorno-plays-piano]

Binary Star

Part I

Pairing: academic rival!Satoru Gojo x reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, power play, hurt/comfort, no curse au, this series will get darker as the story progresses.

Words: 1.2k

Summary: It has to pay off, he thinks as he waits for the headmaster to finally announce the valedictorian, knowing she is there too, shifting from one foot to the other impatiently. What face is she going to make when his name will be called? Is she going to cry? To yell at him and publicly demand a re-evaluation? Or will she, perhaps, finally admit he's done a fantastic job and won fair and square?

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He is really going to get her this time. This is the finish line, quite literally: the graduation; his last attempt to win and emerge victorious from the very last battle between him and her. It has to be it.

If he couldn't win against her for the last time, Gojo would probably have a mental breakdown right in the middle of the ceremony. Geto standing right next to him rolls his eyes to the ceiling over his friend who's shaking from excitement and fear. Of course, Satoru wouldn't admit it even under torture, but Suguru knows better. The girl his friend has been competing with throughout high school isn't just smart: she's completely insane like Gojo and as big pain in the ass as him. Who knows, perhaps she'll really win this round. He prefers not to think of it.

Satoru searches for her in the crowd, standing on his toes despite already being a foot taller than anyone else in the hall. Is she here? This nightmarish woman who has been pushing him to give high school his all because she dared to take away his crown of the best student during their freshman year? When Satoru saw the scores, he thought he might have had a heart attack. There was no way he was no longer #1.

"That's what you get for messing around the chem lab," Shoko snorted while Satoru dumbly stared at the name of that annoying girl, always the teachers' pet, heading the list. His name was written right under hers.

What the actual fuck?! She got a better score than him? Him, the genius, with his undeniably superior IQ of 180 that he flaunted at any given time? Who did she think she was, Sheldon Cooper or something?

It got him so fired up he actually started studying.

"You're so dumb," Geto eventually said after his friend had gotten in the argument with the girl during their ethics class - again. "You know you could be making out with her now, right? She's the only person who could actually get along with your stubborn ass."

"Wha-a-at? What about you?" Immediately disregarding his question, Satoru was already pouting like a kid. "Wouldn't you date me?"

"Yeah, over my dead fucking body."

To be fair, it's not that Gojo never thought of her that way - she was pretty, even if he was never going to admit it out loud - but she was also so insufferable Gojo really couldn't focus on anything else but beating her in that game they were playing. The best score on the history exam? They both wanted it. Math test? Him and her were working on those questions as if their lives depended on it. Biology project? Satoru made sure to do the impossible, submitting something he would get a Noble prize for, and yet he still somehow managed to get the same grade as her. It was absolutely infuriating.

Why on Earth did she decide she could be better than him? He was Satoru Gojo, after all. The one and only son of Gojo family, who was not only embarrassingly rich but also fucking smart - his parents used to flaunt his talents throughout his whole childhood and continued doing it well into adulthood. He couldn't tell them he was no longer #1. What would his mother say? Dear God, it was hard to imagine what would happen to his father of he learned some random girl got a better grade for that English paper than him. It was, at the very least, unbecoming of Satoru.

But she was unrelenting, irritated with his status of the school genius, and ready to fight him on every occasion. Satoru had no idea what could piss her off so much - in the end, he was the most charming guy around, wasn't he? - but there wasn't a day she'd let him have his way. She was brave, persistent, and knowledgeable, and he hated her very much.

The fact that Shoko and Suguru were asking him to please get together with her and stop antagonizing the whole school only riled up Gojo even more. As if he was going to date that nerd!

When he learned she'd be running for the valedictorian, it was the last drop. No fucking way. She couldn't take it away from him - even if he had never actually cared about being a valedictorian.

If his friends had thought he was obessessing over her, now they realized Satoru went completely nuts. He started studying so much he barely slept: it was a given, considering the bags under his eyes were making his skinny ass look like a starving raccoon. Geto couldn't drag gim out even in between lessons because Satoru was immediately burying his head in the books.

It has to pay off, he thinks as he waits for the headmaster to finally announce the valedictorian, knowing she is there too, shifting from one foot to the other impatiently. What face is she going to make when his name will be called? Is she going to cry? To yell at him and publicly demand a re-evaluation? Or will she, perhaps, finally admit he's done a fantastic job and won fair and square?

Pfft, of course she won't. She'll probably stab him in the parking lot once he tries to get into his car.

But when the headmaster finally announces the results, and his, Satoru Gojo's, name is called, he no longer sees her in the crowd, and the sweet taste of victory suddenly turns to ashes in his mouth.

Where is she? She couldn't have known it would be him. To be frank, he didn't either. How could she leave right before the results were announced?

He gives his speech with a stupid smile plastered all over his face, but his mood has already soured. She had to be there to hear he was named this year's valedictorian! What face did she make? Did she leave right after she heard it wasn't her? Did she cry? Did she run away because she couldn't take it? Wasn't she going to say to him anything at all?

How could she just... vanish?

He doesn't know why he expected her to be the bigger person and come tell him he did great, but he truly did. Suddenly, he realizes he wants her to look him in the face and say he is good enough.

Did he need to be the bigger person, perhaps? But, wait, isn't he a bigger person by default because he's the winner, he wondered. The winner is always the bigger person if he doesn't rub loser's face in the dirt, right?

In the end, he couldn't even enjoy the victory he had been craving for so long.

"She had something urgent come up," Shoko says later in the restaurant, making a tsk-ing sound while Gojo listens to her with a frown on his face. "Something about her family."

Something about her family? What could be as important as the announcement of valedictorian?

"Are you dumb?" With a sigh, Suguru cocks his head to the side. "Plenty of things are more important than this valedictorian crap."

Maybe to somebody else, but not to her, Satoru thinks. Beating him has always been the only thing on her mind, and nothing could have changed that.

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He will be mulling over it for a long, long time once he realizes she did not follow him to Harvard despite her scholarship.

Part II

Tags: @minshookie29

#yandere #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk satoru

[ginevrapng]

content warnings: non explicit drunken sex between james and lily, dubcon/noncon? (idk it's fucked up the drunk sex went wrong), emotional cheating(?), (i really don't know how to tag this one guys- if i've missed something lmk)

// (1.5k words) // best friend!james potter lives in my head rent free, reader not specified which house they're from but has access to the gryffindor common room, chubby reader

best friend!james is completely in denial of his feelings towards you so he spends his days chasing after lily evans. days become months and then become years, flirting with her daily and chasing her. he is a chaser it's what he does.

you constantly scowled him as it seemed like lily had no interest in him. you didn't want him harassing her. when he started showing interest in her it hurt, you knew why of course, it's hard not to fancy the great james potter but you quickly got over your feelings when you realised you had no chance with him, he was your best friend and nothing was going to spoil that.

what surprised everyone was when lily started to treat james nicer, when she started to smile at him in class. no one could have guessed this complete 360 of her feelings. the next time james came up to her in the great hall bugging her he asked her to be his girlfriend and she actually said yes, causing james to pause in shock for a moment and then start grinning. "knew you'd say yes eventually evans."

lily just rolled her eyes and told him to shut up.

you heard about what happened later on in the day and were shocked yourself. you never thought they would actually start dating, she never seemed like she was interested in james before and previously you spent so long trying to tell him to let it go and find someone else but you're happy that he's happy. he's finally got the girl.

so why does he feel so empty?

their relationship was good, they went on dates and lily always laughed at his jokes, he started to pay attention more in classes they were both in together to impress her and it seemed like lily became less stressed and uptight. they're both happy yet james feels something is wrong. even through he still grins from ear to ear, still has that mischievous attitude you love and his pranking nature, even though he's acting the same, he knows being with lily is wrong, he doesn't even know why but being with lily doesn't feel right.

lily and james have been dating for months now and james has been able to ignore that nagging feeling. one gryffindor party changed everything though.

gryffindor beat hufflepuff in a quidditch match and the house was celebrating, even people from other houses came to support gryffindor's win, however they may have came for the drinks because the gryffindor house always throw the best parties. either way everyone was wasted by the end of the night, some more than others. james being one of those, lily being someone who is nearly equally as drunk, even though she swore she wouldn't drink much as to try and keep an eye on everyone however that plan was shattered when sirius and marlene kept passing her drinks every ten minutes.

lily and james later made their way upstairs to be in private as the night started coming to and end and as soon as the door was shut they started making out and clumsily taking off each others clothes before falling onto the bed together. james placed a kiss on her neck, making her moan and breathily say, "jamie, come on, no playing around."

the only person who ever calls him jamie is you, every single person teases you about it but you never relent. in james' drunken brain his conclusion is that he's kissing you.

james could never ignore your requests and gives 'you' what you want, he tried his best to be slow but he couldn't, he thrusted into 'you', who he thought was you and started babbling. "god, i love you so much." lily wraps her legs around him causing him to groan. he says your name. your name. he says he loves you. lily realises what is happening and thinks maybe she misheard there is no way that james doesn't love her, not after how long he's been trying to woo and pursue her. that is until she heard him say your name again.

lily pushes him off her and she stares at him, james cocks his head in confusion. she's drunk and angry and so very confused so she storms out the room and slams the door loudly before going into her room, flinging herself on the bed and crying until she falls asleep. the morning after is confusing for james, he's hungover and doesn't remember anything from last night but he knows that lily is ignoring him.

he finally is able to get her alone after some help from sirius, by saying that he needed her for something before leaving them alone, and james asks her why she's so upset and mad. she scoffs. "leave me alone potter." james winces at her tone, now they're dating she always calls him james and only calls him potter when she's teasing him. she turns around to leave and james chases after her. "we're done james! don't talk to me! don't even look at me!" she spits out venomously. his blood runs cold as he just nods, he's never heard her speak like that before, he thought that maybe if he gives her some time she might tell him whats wrong and he can fix it.

she swivels round and marches back over to him, james thinking that she may have already calmed down before he saw her face. she points her finger to his chest, "another thing potter, were you ever going to tell me?" she hissed.

"tell you what?" james asks softly, trying not to anger her anymore but that doesn't work, if anything it just made her more pissed off.

"that you love her!" she throws her hands up exasperated and full of negative emotions towards him and towards you too, despite this is not your fault. james furrows his eyebrows, unaware of what she was talking about or who's she referring too.

"you're in love your best friend! when was you going to tell me james, huh? a year from now, ten years from now? on our wedding day?" she screams at him, not caring if anyone heard.

"oh," james replies quietly, his body posture relaxing.

"oh? is that all you've got to say to me?" she shouts at him.

"yeah. basically. i'll- i'll see you around evans. i really am sorry." james tells her, not really knowing what to say to her before he walks off.

lily's blood boils as he reacts so calmly and doesn't try to defend himself in the slightest. he doesn't try to fight for her. he has the gall to walk away from her.

he spends the majority of his day holed up in his room. he wasn't sure what happened last night but he knows it must have been serious. he's now single. even though she never said the words "we're breaking up" or "i'm dumping you" it was worse. lily hates him and he's now confronted with his feelings. can he really stay in denial and pretend he's not in love with you if lily knows, what if she's told the others. what if she's told you?

he rushes down into the common room, nearly tripping and falling on his way down. he has no idea where you'll be and sirius has the marauders map, maybe you'll be in the gryffindor common room hanging with everyone but you also like the library but you also like- "been look for you everywhere, where've you been all day?" he's interrupted by his train of thoughts by you. he lets out a sigh of relief, you're right here and even if lily has told you you're still cheerfully smiling at him. "jamie, you alright?" you looked concerned after noticing he's just staying silent and not moving.

suddenly he pulls you to him and hugs you tightly, making you giggle. "jamie, this is great and all but you're crushing me." he reluctantly lets go of you and takes you in. your comfy warm clothes you're wearing due to the weather that james finds highly annoying because your clothes are so baggy that he can hardly see your body, he wishes he could see your round frame and your cute soft tummy and plush thighs but you always complain about it being too cold. he looks softly at you, your hair is all messy and windswept, chipped nails from when you've been biting them and picking them because of exams coming up and chubby cheeks prominent as you smile, you look beautiful, perfect.

you put your hands on your hips and look cross at him, playfully, not like lily, but like you're not actually cross, it's not in your nature to stay seriously mad at him. "i've got a bone to pick with you." james freezes up, worried that lily's told you. "why the hell is lily ignoring me? sometimes it's like she's shooting daggers at the back of my head."

james chuckles, "ignore her. we broke up earlier on today." you thought he'd be more torn up about it but he's beaming at you.

"i'm so sorry jamie," you tell him earnestly, grabbing his hands in yours and holding them to your chest.

his heart jumps at how much you care for him. "i promise it's fine. i've realised she was never the one for me." you were about to question what he means by that and to ask him to elaborate and if that means he broke up with her but before you can do that you hear the laughs and chatter of the other marauders come in, they heard that lily and james broke up and came to console him, thinking that he'll be away from everyone in his room only to find him in the common room grinning and laughing, when they saw he was with you it made sense.

#james potter x reader #james potter #marauders x reader #hp x reader #james potter x chubby reader #james potter fic #this takes inspiration on something else i wrote from my other blog 'uravitypng' but i might write something similar over there too #james potter x you #marauders x chubby reader #harry potter x reader #chubby reader #hp x chubby reader #harry potter x chubby reader #best friend!james #marauders era #marauders #all characters are 18 in their last year #♡ mine / writing #hp x plus size reader #marauders x plus size reader #harry potter x plus size reader #james potter x plus size reader #cw : dark

[bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love]

Ok i gotta say it 410 and 411 have me thinking. I have some views on Shigaraki and it's not all " Yes win baby" or "Look at my king" thoughts. Of course I want him well at the end, that hasn't changed. He's still my all time fav character even if a certain other Mha character is right behind him, Tomura will never be knocked out of 1st place in my heart. Now with that being said I sincerely want Izuku to beat some sense into him.

His hate is corrupting his own mind and heart. He can never be happy or at peace like this. Hatred eats up your soul leaving a shell of nothingness behind.

I love how extremely powerful and Godlike he is, but I also miss the old tantrum throwing guy who didn't know how to display his emotions. Or the guy who fought Giga and took the PLF. The amount of power he has is scary cause he can't live in mha with that degree of power. No I'm not saying he will die but he will have to lose it somehow.

Does he still care for the league. He once told Toga he wouldn’t destroy what she loved, that he wanted his allies to have what they wanted, yet he's destroying the very country they live in. The destructive Villian who was feared but had a heart and cared for those around him was what alot of people found endearing, often mentioning it as a reason he would be OK at the end. That guy is gone. (Temporarily I think)

Went from wanting to destroy All Might to Hero society to all of Japan. This is what happens when hate takes root in your heart. When no one REACHES OUT A HAND TO HELP.

His smile use to be almost sweet and calm and now has elements of deranged power behind it (yes he's still gorgeous hot sexy, I'm just stating thoughts)

The leader who cared for his comrades and took revenge when they were hurt yet hasn't wondered if they are OK. Sure, he mentioned Spinner, but idk it was off like an BTW moment

He doesn't see himself as human. What he does see himself as was not mentioned but im willing to bet he sees himself as a God of destruction.

With all this said YES I belive he will be alive at the end (well I'm about 80% sure he will, if not he will always be in my heart) and no I don't think he will be locked in some prison, it wouldn't serve a purpose for Hori to keep him alive just to lock him up now that's not saying he won't be in some program to actual HELP HIM cause if he lives (he will) he won't have a quirk, I dont see it. And lastly somehow Izuku will have to literally reach out a hand to him. Seriously how many times has the actual image of someone physically reaching out been shown, dozens.

Also the whole make him a kid again is stupid. Tenko and Tomura are the same person, he doesn't have a child living in his body, his heart...yes. Tenko represents all that Tomura Shigaraki has repressed, his dream of being a hero, the sweet little boy who cared for his friends (hmm the more powerful he got the less we saw this quality) so he becoming Tenko again refers to his heart not having that black hole inside it. It means his heart will be free. Not that he will revert to 5 years old. There is still a chance Hori could do that but even if his writing can be questionable I don't think he'll go this off the grid.

#shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #mha spoliers #bnha spoilers #shigaraki meta #mha #bnha #mha manga spoilers #shigaraki thoughts #mha meta #bnha manga spoilers #manga spoilers

[katebishopfan]

No Vacancy: Part 2 (H.S)

Hailee POV:

Alright, universe.

What the absolute fuck was that?!

I just got played so hard. I let myself believe that Y/n could actually like a girl like me. I seriously thought she could've been into me. I mean she placed her God damn hand on my thigh!! Then suddenly she called that Jenna girl babe. I would now like to curl up in a ball and die.

"Y/n, are you coming to the party on Saturday?" Someone a couple seats in front of us yells. Y/n glances up from her lap and looks around for where the voice came from. "Over here dumbass, it's Meghan." The voice adds. Y/n chuckles softly and looks over at the girl two rows down and shrugs.

"I might be able to come but I doubt it. Mrs. Phillips is having a big test on Monday and I'll need to practice all weekend so I don't fail, which I can't really do if I'm extremely hungover." Y/n replies in that charismatic tone that could tell me my entire family had just died and still give me butterflies. The girl nods her head and turns back to whoever she's sitting with.

"Hey Y/n who's the cute chick next to you?" Someone else asks and I freeze. Y/n's jaw clenches and she raises an eyebrow at the boy.

"Sorry, sorry just asking." He adds raising his hands up innocently.

"Mind your own business Johnson." Is all she says before turning back to me and smiling. "Sorry about that, horny teenage boys are the worst." She adds softly. Okay- wait why was that so hot?! No, Hailee she has a girlfriend. Wait that means she gay. Holy shit! Dude did you just figure that out..

"It's okay.." I reply awkwardly. Oh my God Hailee what was that???

"I'll beat him up if you want." She offers jokingly mimicking a right hook. That was so cute. Good lord I'm too far gone.

"I think you definitely should. I mean how could even let that stand?" I tease back. Wow I managed to get out a decent sentence way to go.

"Of course pretty girl. Anything for you." She murmurs kissing my hand and smirking. Holy shit fuckers her lips were just on my hand. Oh my lord I'm never washing that hand ever again. I feel my face light up and I giggle. "How should I dispose of him darling?" She adds her eyes looking into mine with a mix of mock seriousness and playfulness. These pet names are seriously going to be the death of me.

"It's completely up to you my brave protector." I reply without even stuttering which might I add is definitely an improvement. Her brows furrow in concentration before her entire face lights and she moves closer.

"I think I should just beat him up. Let all the boys know they should never mess with Y/n or her girl." I'm melting. I think I'm going to die. Y/n just called me HER GIRL!!!!!!!! I barely nod in response as I short circuit. "Haiz are you okay?" She adds confused. Oh my lord she did it again holy shit. That gorgeous hand of her is killing me slowly. It moves around softly on my thigh and squeezes me gently.

"Hmm yeah I just um spaced out for a sec." I reply smiling up at her.

"Okay, I was worried I was going to have get your attention via tickling." She teases.

"You wouldn't dare." I reply boldly placing my hand on hers. She shrugs mischievously before her other hand slips under my shirt and grazes my abdomen beginning to tickle me. I squirm around and kick my legs out while her other hand holds down one my hands. "Ahhh Y/n L/n stop right now!!" I squeal through laughter.

"Never." She states firmly continuing to move her hand around my waist trying to find the my most ticklish spot.

"Y/n I swear to God if you don't stop I'll literally never speak to you again." I threaten playfully but it gets her to stop.

"Never again?" She asks in baby voice, a large pout covering her face. I swear I'm dreaming.

"Never." I confirm firmly watching her stick her lip out.

"Fine, you win Haizy. But always remember you are the cruelest person I know." She replies sadly as she removes her hands from under my shirt. My breath hitches as I suddenly realize how close we are. Her eyes glance down at my lips before she backs up.

"Oh well.." I stutter distractedly. I'm still very flustered from how close I was to my crush.

"It's okay because I love you anyways." She murmurs softly. No way she just said she loves me.

"Oh you love me?" I tease.

"That's when you're supposed to say I love you too Hails." Y/n replies jokingly.

"Hmm, I'll have to think about. I'll get back to you in 2-5 business days." I joke.

"Nooooooo, this is why I have Amazon prime." She whines pulling me onto her lap. "I need you to say you love me or else I won't be able to survive." She pouts unhappily. I smirk at her and she continues to pout at me.

"Beg."

"Pleaseeeeeeee Hailee, tell me you love me pwetty pwease." Adding her baby voice at the end.

"I, Hailee Steinfeld, love you Y/n L/n." I announce. I mean.. She might be joking but I'm sure as hell not. Her face breaks out into a grin and she giggles happily.

"I love you too, princess." My heart explodes with joy and I try to ignore the fact that we're just playing around. The bus suddenly stops and I realize we're at my stop.

"This is my stop.." I mumble sadly. Her face falls as she looks out the window at my house.

"Give me your phone." She demands and I pass it to her confused. I grab my bag and look back at her. She's holding out my phone for me. I take it and start to move off her lap. She grabs my waist and I freeze. Her lips meet my cheek for a couple of seconds before she pulls back and lets go of me. I blush and get off of her walking towards the front of the bus.

Y/n POV:

I probably shouldn't have kissed her cheek. Whatever, I wanted to so I did. I can't do anything about it now. I think I just fell in love.

"So, what the hell was that?" I sigh softly and turn towards Brian who's looking at me expectantly.

"I don't know." I reply. It's the truth, I have no idea what just happened. It was a like a fever dream, a really wonderful fever dream.

"Y/n, you are aware that you have girlfriend right?" I can't tell if he's joking or serious. He's right of course, I'm dating Jenna and even if I didn't directly kiss Hailee on the lips I definitely did not act like a good girlfriend.

"Yeah, I know. I just..." I trail off trying to faint the words to explain how I'm feeling but my brain can't form any sentences.

"She seems like a nice girl Y/n." I nod and look away for a few seconds. "What I'm saying is don't you dare break her heart." He explains seriously before turning back to his phone and placing his airpods in. I slump down in my seat and close my eyes softly. I'm screwed.

Hailee POV:

Is this wrong to do? My thumb is hovering over the call button but I can't tell if I actually want to speak to her.

Your Protector<3

My heart melted when I first saw the contact but now I can't tell how I feel. Of course I want to call her, I desperately need to hear her melodic voice but I know it's not the right thing to do. Part of me knows that she feels the same way and might not pick up the call. The other part doesn't care about anyone else, it just wants to be near Y/n. To hold her and be held by her. I don't think I've ever felt more conflicted than how I feel right now.

"Hey sis, how was school?" Griffin voice asks. It jolts me out of my confused trance which I'm grateful for.

"Um it was normal." I stutter. Well shit, now he's definitely going to know something not normal. Nice going Hailee.

"Really, It was "normal"? C'mon Hails you always have something interesting to say about school, it's not like you to have a "normal" day so tell me. What're you hiding?" Griffin asks after having his Sherlock Holmes moment.

"IsatwithY/nonthebusnandknowIdon'twhattodobecausewewereflirtingbutshehasagirlfriendnamedjenna." Griffin raises an eyebrow.

"English please."

"I sat with Y/n on the bus-"

"Y/n like Y/n L/n?" Griffin interrupts sounding confused.

"Yes, the girl I've had a crush on since forever." I exclaim exasperated.

"Wait, Y/n L/n is crush Y/n!?" Griffin exclaims. I nod my head slowly as he paces around the room.

"Can I continue?" I ask. He nods and I sigh.

"So I was sitting with Y/n and we started talking, which led to flirting." I take a deep breath and continue. "Then all the sudden her friend Brian got a call and he passed the phone to Y/n, but when she took call she called the person babe!!"

"Wait so you were flirting with your crush who actually has a girlfriend." Griffin asks trying to fully grasp the situation.

"Yeah, but then after that she flirted with me a lot and I flirted with her and it was really, really cute then she was being all protective when this guy hit on me. Then she was like being really hot and calling me all these pet names like darling and princess and it was ughhh like literally the sexiest thing ever. And don't even think about judging me right because I've had to listen to you gush about girls so it's my turn. Oh also she tickled me and her hands went fully under my shirt and I melted internally. She also told me that she loved me. Which might sound bad but it was in like teasingly flirty way and she pouted until I told her I loved her and then she said it back like she went "I love you too princess" Like what!?" I gasp for breath and Griffin stares at me like I'm crazy before slowly blinking a couple of times.

"Well that was a lot of information. How're you feeling?" He replies after a couple moments of silence. I shrug and he opens up his arms.

Y/n POV:

I'm sitting quietly on my bed trying to figure out what to do. I check the time in my phone and realize it's 6pm. I should probably go over to Jenna's. All the sudden my phone starts ringing and I sigh when I see it's not Hailee.

"Hey babe are you coming over soon?" Jenna asks excitedly.

"Um yeah, but we need to talk." I reply seriously.

"Okay, about what?" She replies innocently. "Oh, also I invited a couple of our friends too, but not like a party." She adds.

"So definitely a party." I tease, Jenna has a bad tendency to throw parties by inviting "A couple of friends" and then it spirals til suddenly there's three hundred horny teenagers, making out in every room of her house.

"You know I don't like excluding people!" She whines as I chuckle softly. I'll just have to get Jenna alone to talk to her.

"It's okay, I'll be over soon." I reply. I grab my jacket and keys throwing on my jacket and shoving my keys into my pocket before slipping out the window.

A/N

That's right, another super high-quality oneshot from yours truly ;)

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[box-architecture]

OK so. Technap, that eventually becomes Dreamnonap upon more demons that Aspens decided to attack me with:

The conception of the AU was that Sapnap, wanting to learn about Dreams location/weaknesses/etc., goes to Techno to practice sparring, also hoping that he can learn some fighting techniques to use against Dream. He of course doesn't say that when asking Techno to spar, because Techno has very clearly made his allegiances regarding Dream clear: that's his best friend. So Sap is going with the Friendly Sparring Every Week To Improve Myself Option.

The result is: Techno absolutely wipes the floor with Sapnap, is extraordinary tight lipped about his dearest bestie, and Sapnap is really, really gay

When Aspens specifically talked about their relationship he described it as "a bond" and incited some level of not just romantic implications but platonic ones as well

Their Bond Grew, This Potential Bond

Which makes it really compelling. And also I think Sapnap is gay for a man who can beat his ass. It's a ruse at first but Techno's just charming, and ultimately Sapnap is a determined person, and I think Techno appreciates that

Slowly slides them together

And then of course while they're having a hot drink, Sapnap admits that Hey Actually This Was The Initial Reason I Came To Spar With You, But It Isn't Anymore

And Techno sits there's and untangles that complicated fuckery of "I was sortve used sortve not, to get to my bestie, and there were some bad intentions there that I can relate to, and oh god I have to find a way to respond to this he's looking at me like I have to respond"

And Sapnap assumes he's fucked everything up and just. Leaves. Thinks that no only has he lost his past bond with Dream, but he's lost any chance at a new bond with Techno.

Because he's started to accept, after spending time with Techno who pushes only a positive narrative of Dream, that maybe he's fucked up with Dream a little. Just a tiny bit.

And now he's just. Alone. Fuck.

And he doesn't come to their next sparring session that week. And Techno mopes about that until Phil pushes him out of the house to go talk to Sapnap

They're both really good at communicating

Totally

They promise

Techno totally didn't watch Sapnap leave after saying all that and just assume his silence would be fine

He's normal and good at feelings

But after Techno goes and searches the smp, and finds Sapnap when Enderboo shows up and directs him over to the area,

And Sapnap assumes Techno is here to kill him. His facial expression looked vaguely murder-y before Sapnap just up and left, and he Is carrying a big fuck off sword.

But they sort of talk. Badly. They figure it out and they're not good at communicating but they're sparring together again and sort of dating maybe???? Listen

They flirt and and clearly have Something going on but neither of them could tell you what it is

They're dating but neither of them will say dating out loud. There's something wrong with them.

And of course, meanwhile, The Egg Comes Back, and Red Punz is now happening. Dream would like his Punz back, and Technoblade is the most reliable person he has to get them back.

So he treks all the way to the arctic, gets all the way over, and Sapnap Is There

That's Not Normal

Dream messages Techno asking for a safe time to meet, because he has no idea why Sapnap is there, he's trying to avoid an ambush, maybe Sapnap decided to blame Techno for Dream escaping and decided Techno is bad now too???

Except Techno is reassuring him that Sapnap is Fine, Actually. Sapnap isn't hostile anymore. It's all cool. They can all work on taking care of the Egg together! Ignore that Sapnap is still grumbly to Dream and still saying 'I don't like you still this I'm just not gonna go after you anymore'

(Techno: you can't go after Dream, it would make me sad! You wouldn't do that to me right :(((

Sap: … goddamit stop making those eyes at me >:(

Techno: I win )

Sapnap is like, both not hunting Dream anymore because OK Maybe There's More Going On And I Fucked Up A Little

But also because he wouldn't hurt Techno. He is a grumble Panda

But then during a battle, Dream is in danger, and Sapnap protects him, and Now They're Tending To Each Others Wounds and

Dream: you wouldn't have been faulted if I died. No one would have blamed you

Sapnap:…..

#Dreamnonap #sfw boxing

[the-golden-ghost]

your personal deltarune character power tier list? not necessarily who was the hardest to fight, but who has the best combination of stats and abilities in your opinion (includes characters not yet fought/with no confirmed stats headcanon all you want!)

Okay this is probably going to be wildly inaccurate to actual stats and abilities cause I don't look at those at all and have DEADASS no clue what anyone's are or what they mean. So take this purely as a headcanon list okay:

Seam: Seam is going to whip everyone's ass into next week. I actually have a sneaky suspicion that there WILL be the option to fight Seam but maybe not necessarily in the main game, maybe they'd be more like Sans, or even a secret boss of sorts. Either way they're the most powerful trust me.

Jevil: Is also an esteemed and powerful fighter. No idea why he leveled up so high. Was it Gasterfication or was he just Like That? I actually think he'd lose to Seam (cause he did. Unless you think he LET himself be jailed so he wouldn't have to kill Seam which OUCH) but only by a little!

Queen: She might also be able to beat Jevil actually but she has slightly less practice in the sheer Art of kicking ass just cause she doesn't do it as often. If she'd been driven mad and spend a millennium locked in a basement practicing her movesets she would beat him though

King: He's kind of a tank and I mean he's the King for a reason but lbr here he's not gonna be Number 1. Tutorial boss level ass

Spamton (NEO): Spamton is already more powerful than most Addisons but if you give him that much of a crazy power-up yeah he's like... powerful. But he's still relatively low and unable to really Max Out the true power of NEO because he stole it; it wasn't made for him. If its rightful owner were in possession of it I think it would have been in first place but with Spamton it's only gonna make it to Number 5!

Lancer: This little princeling is TOUGH! He may not be as crazy ass-kicking powerful as the guys up there but do not be fooled; he's not going down easy. Actually in terms of outlasting an enemy he might even be at 2 or 3.

Swatch: Swatch is second only to Queen as far as Cyber Citizens go. Now if SWATCH had taken the NEO body there would have been blood; as its creator he would have much more control over it. But of course he'd never do such a thing. He's content with his spot.

Sweet Cap'n Cakes: Individually they're low-tier but as a group they're a force to be reckoned with! They're just so perfectly in sync that it's hard to match them!

Spamton (regular): Tougher than your usual Addison. He's been hardened by modifications as well as years and years of surviving on the streets. He fights dirty and WILL kill you dead.

Tasque Manager: I don't have a lot to say about her but she's got an electric whip and she knows how to use it. She's also fought Jevil before although I don't know if she won. She's actually a bit of a wildcard cause if she BEAT Jevil then God Damn

Ralsei: Ralsei is low, not because he's weak per se but because Ralsei would NOT kick your ass even if he had the option to. His skills are all in healing and pacifying though, so admittedly if it were a cutthroat to-the-death battle I think he'd have a hard time winning on his own. :(

Rouxls: Uh yeah anyone can beat Rouxls. Rooting for him to get a power-up or be another Come From Behind Wildcard but as it stands a small child could punch Rouxls and he'd fold like wet cardboard

#I'm not gonna do the Lightners but I think Noelle is the most powerful for now but Susie might end up being the most powerful at the end #also I don't feel like doing every single minor enemy so I just put named characters dsdjdhgfsjdgfjs #I hope I didn't forget anyone! #also despite this list I had a harder time with Spamton (normal mode) than I did with SCC or even King #that little bastard was a NIGHTMARE

[hua-fei-hua]

seriously tho what kind of crack was i smoking when [redacted] told me no one would ever want to read anything i wrote

#i don't actually do drugs i'm innocent i swear #i finally grew a spine and tracked down the chinese translation of sparklers over on lofter #it seems they dropped off after chapter fourteen tho #i wonder how the translator's doing; they seem to have vanished off lofter #anyway i still wonder this every other week lmao #just bc he wasn't the target audience didn't mean i didn't have an audience like damn #vain ass little prickweed #thinking he's the center of the world. #'the world doesn't revolve around you!' i told him. 'you don't make the world go around!' #'it makes MY world go round!' he snapped back. 'you need to stop acting like you know everything' #god i could actually beat him up right about now. i wouldn't win of course. but anyway the 8ball said i can't #the 8ball says [redacted] rights and i just have to respect that #花話 #like [redacted] literally could not have been more wrong; people *translate* my work into *other languages* #like come back when you get into stanford [redacted] damn bitch #(watch he got into stanford despite writing stupid college essays) #though honestly if he gets into stanford that means i could've gotten into stanford bc he and i are about even in terms of intellect #if i'd taken more aps and didn't have adhd i could've gone a lot farther but it's actually okay #i need to let go of this I'M TOO BITTER LOL

[chocolatecakecas]

Rockin' the Suburbs: Destiel Fic Chapter 1

Chp2 Chp3 Chp4 or read on ao3

Pretending to be married to his best friend who he's secretly in love with? Dean's totally got this under control. But pretending to be married and raising an actual toddler with his best friend who he's secretly in love with? Yeah so maybe he doesn't have it totally, under control, actually he's screwed. Fake married case fic+actual baby Jack? What could go wrong?

This was all Sam's fault.

Sam had strolled into the war room yesterday afternoon announcing that he had found a case in Sudbury, Massachusetts. Six people died, all parents, all with one kid, kids lived, but the parents, they weren't so lucky. It was in one of those Stepford gated communities where every house looked the same, "Pleasant Acres", or some crap like that. Meaning, Jody, Donna and Claire were all set to take the case, but they called twenty minutes ago saying they got caught up on a hunt in Montana. So now they were all shifting through their contacts, trying to find hunters with kids, since whatever it was only seemed to target families.

And Dean's been feeling well, weird, ever since Sam brought up the case yesterday. Something itching in the back of his mind. He's of course been  trying to ignore it, but now that he's reading over the case it's getting stronger, making his twist in way he definitely doesn't want to unpack.

He glances up across the room, eyes quickly finding Cas and Jack. Cas is seated across from him on Jack's blanket, helping him build unstable block towers, just so he could knock them down.

(read the rest under the cut)

Dean's stomach twists again, and an all too familiar feeling washes over him.

Yeah, he definitely doesn't want to unpack it.

"Hey, I think I got something" Sam calls pulling Dean from his trance as Cas stands, making his way back to his chair.

"So Sarah and Mike Johnson? Jody met them, and their daughter, Katie on a hunt last year. They live somewhat close by, so I'll try to give them a call" Sam continues, reaching for his phone.

And now, Dean doesn't know why, but he felt that thing squirm deep inside him, and the next thing he knew, he was talking.

"Why don't we take it?" Dean practically shouts startling everyone, including himself.

Sam paused, cellphone halfway to his ear and Cas' head snapped up so quick Dean's worried he has whiplash.

And so Dean freezes, mouth suddenly very dry.

What the hell was he doing, why was h-

"Why don't we take the case? I mean the thing is only going after families right, and we-we've got an 18 month old super baby right here. So we cou-two of us could take Jack for a week, play house for a week, and gank the thing" Dean somehow chokes out, watching as Sam and Cas' stare with increasingly disbelieving looks.

Dean’s heart began pounding against his chest.

Dean could barely believe the suggestion to take the hunt came out of his mouth, let alone bringing the kid? Completely out of the question, way too dangerous. He's not just gonna put the kid directly in harms way, on a hunt for godsake! And yet the suggestion had rolled off his tongue anyway? Dean didn't know why.

God what the hell was wrong with him today?

But it's not like he can just take it back now that he practically screamed it, so in favor of looking like an idiot or delving into the reason behind why he said it, Dean sat in his own silent panic.

From across the table he watched Sam's face contort into about three different emotions, finally landing on something that looked like agreement.

Shit.

"Well, that might actually be a goo-" Sam started with a sigh

"You can't seriously be suggesting we bring Jack along on a hunt? It's too dangerous, we've barely even left the bunker with him" Cas immediately cut in and god Dean could kis-Dean was very relieved.

And Sam surely wouldn't argue with that. So he was in the clear. He could just forget about this whole stupid conversation like it never happened, and never have to think about it ag-

"Exactly, I mean you guys have barely left the house and Jack has barely even seen the world. I hate to say it, but I think it'd be good, for all of us" Sam replied reluctantly.

And there goes Dean's heart rate.

"Sam, we don't even know what we're up against it co-"

"I know Cas, but he'll be with us. And besides, it looks like whatever's doing this, is only taking victims with young children, not a single one is over the age of five. So it's probably better if we end up taking the case anyway, rather than Sarah and Mike, or even Jody and the girls. We're the only one with a kid under ten. Plus he's half angel, we're probably at greater risk than Jack is" Sam reasons carefully.

A tense silence fell over them, the only sound was Jack babbling to himself on the other side of the room. Dean wanted to say something, wanted to say he doesn't know what he was thinking and it's crazy and they shouldn't take the case, but his mouth wasn't exactly on his side today.

He snuck a glance at Cas who has his eyes trained on Jack.

The tension was killing him, Dean had to say something. He couldn't just let this happen because his stupid mouth started talking nonsense.

So he swallows thickly, opening his mouth to take it all back, so they could forget this whole conversation ever happened, so he wouldn't have to think about why h-

"You're right" Cas sighs, looking as if his answer deflated him.

And Dean couldn't agree more with that sentiment because suddenly all of the air was knocked out of his lungs. He must have looked like it too because Sam met his eyes across the table, leveling him with a look Dean can't decipher.

Then suddenly, a smile spread across his face, which in his experience, is never a good sign.

"Alright so, Dean can stay at a nearby hotel, while Cas and I take the nei-"

"I'll go with Cas" Dean blurted before he even realized what was happening.

He snapped his jaw shut, but apparently not quick enough. Again, Dean didn't know why he said that, but that thing was back swirling around his stomach so he assumed it had to do with whatever the hell that was. And his mouth must have a mind of it's own today because he's pretty sure he didn't tell it to start moving, let alone say that.

Dean's heart beat against his chest, face burning. He forced his eyes to look up at Sam, not daring to even glance in Cas' direction. He can't handle any look that might be on his face. What if he'd rather go with Sam? What if he's ang-

"Okay it's all settled then, I mean so long as that's good with you Cas?" Sam asked, smile turning into a smirk.

"Yes, that's good with me" Cas replied, tone unreadable.

Was he really okay with it? Was he creeped out by the way Dean cut in? Was he actually annoyed that he'd have to be with Dean?

All great questions, with sadly no answers. Because Dean would have to actually look at him, if he wanted any insight to what Cas was thinking, and that was so not going to happen. Not with his face still on fire.

"Alright perfect! I'll call the real estate agent, about setting up a house tour, you guys start packing? And oh, don't forget to think of your backstory so you're both on the same page! We can leave in the morning" Sam said with a too wide smile, as he pushed himself out of his chair. Sam stopped for a moment, giving him a look that Dean definitely didn't want to think about right now, before turning down the hall with a skip in his step.

Yup, this was definitely all Sam's fault.

Heart still racing in his chest, Dean braves a look over at Cas.

And a bit of relief floods through him when he catches those blue eyes. Cas seemed fine, doesn't look angry or disgusted at the thought of doing this thing with Dean. So he counts that as a win, and his heart rate slows a bit, but he still doesn't know what Cas is thinking, and he needs to know.

But he doesn't dare say anything, because at this point anything could come out of his mouth, and that's definitely not a risk Dean's willing to take after the mini heart attack he just suffered. So, awkward silence it was until Cas decides to speak up.

Eventually, after what feels like hours, Cas slumps forward folding his hands on the table as he stares over at Jack. Dean follows his gaze, watching Jack knock over his lopsided block tower with an excited shriek. A small smile tugs at his lips.

"Dean, I still think this is reckless" Cas sighs and Dean turns back, finding his eyes trained on him, filled with worry.

Dean's smile slips at the sight, his heart clenching and he pretends not to know the real reason why.

Things were already...weird between him and Cas lately, and now his dumbass had to go and make it worse. Because what the hell was he thinking suggesting they take this hunt, bring along the kid, and practically beg to pretend to live with Cas. Jesus, Cas is probably beyond creeped out and angry.

Dean has to fix this.

"Cas, listen I'm sorry it was a stupid idea-I don't even know why I said it. Because now we're putting Jack in danger-and it's not fair that you're gonna have to be stuck pretending to be married to me because I-I'm gonna go find Sam and we can just call the whole thing off, and he can contact that other family an-"

"Dean, no stop I want to do the hunt" Cas cut in quickly, effectively stopping Dean's rambling.

"But yo-"

"I said I still thought it was reckless, and it is-to bring Jack along I mean. But Sam's right he's barely gotten out of the bunk-we've all barely gotten out of here, so I think it'll be good for all of us. And besides Jack has his powers" Cas replied, gaze shifting back to Jack.

Dean let out a breathe he didn't realize he was holding. Cas wasn't angry at him, he wanted to go on the hunt. And he didn't seem too torn up about doing it with Dean so-

"Jack will have us to protect him the entire time. And I'm glad it's with you, I feel safer about the whole endeav-not that Sam isn't a phenomenal hunter. He is, but let's face it he isn't the world's best babysitter when it comes to Jack" Cas said turning back to Dean with an amused smile.

He's of course talking about the last time Sam watched Jack, where they walked in to see Sam trying to coax Jack off the ceiling into a laundry basket piled with blankets.

Dean couldn't help crack a smile at Cas' little joke. The squirming feeling had disappeared, leaving Dean feeling much calmer about the whole thing as he relaxed in his chair.

They'd be fine, this would be just like any other hu-

"So, Sam mentioned a backstory? Should we come up with that now, so we aren't caught off guard when someone asks?" Cas suggested, eyes staring into Dean's.

And just like that, Dean's calm had left the building.

"Uh yeah sure. Let's do th-let's start with how we met" Dean managed, now that his throat had gone dry again.

"Well, we met September 19th, 2008 in a barn in-"

"Okay September 2008, we can use that-but let's turn the barn into a bar instead? I saw you sitting at the bar alone, bought you a drink, we started talking, boom the rest is history" Dean raced, wanting very much to be done with this conversation.

"Dean, people always seem to be interested in these kinds of stories. We're probably going to need more information if anyone is going to buy it"

Damnit. Cas had a point, stupid angel always has to be right. So he puffed out a breathe, unclenching his fists under the table.

Breathe Winchester. It's just some fake story.

"Alright alright, so I saw you at the bar, you looked lonely so I bought you a drink and we got to talking. You uh...just got out of a long relationship with a bad ex, and I had just been through hell and back with my job-"

"Oh I see, like me rebelling against heaven, and you literally going to hel-"

"Yeah genius how'd you crack that cod" Dean quipped only to be cut off by a swift kick to the shin. Cas shot him a smug smile causing Dean to roll his eyes, and his stomach definitely did not flip.

Get it together Winchester

"So you helped me through a terrible breakup, and I helped you through the stress of your job. In a way we saved each other, which isn't so different from our real story" Cas continues.

And Dean swears his friggin heart stopped, Cas' words knocking the wind out of him.

God Dean should have stopped thi-

"By the way, what is your job going to be?" Cas questioned with his usual tilt of the head that definitely did not send Dean's heart racing even faster.

"Don't care you pick" Dean managed to force out, as he tried to gain control of his anxiety.

"A mechanic, I think. You love working on Baby, I think you'd enjoy getting to fix and help other people's cars for a living" Cas suggested in the most sincere tone Dean's ever heard. And how Dean somehow managed a nod of approval through his internal breakdown, he'll never know.

"Alright, so you pick what my job is then" Cas smiled softly, either not noticing Dean's panic or clearly ignoring it. Dean was grateful for either option.

Dean managed to reign in his stupid freak out long enough to get his brain working.

"A college professor-maybe like English lit or something. I know you like to read, and you always like to talk to about the books after you finish them. That is if you wa-"

"I think that's perfect, it sounds like a nice career"

"Great, so met in September 2008, mechanic and English Professor helped each other through their crap. Now they're moving to the suburbs to grill burgers in the backyard and fight to get the kid into a good preschool. Sounds like we've go-"

"Oh, we need a wedding anniversary" Cas cut in.

And yeah Dean's 100% sure his heart stopped this time.

How could Dean be so stupid, they wouldn't have to just pretend to be together (which was difficult enough within itself, for reasons he'd rather not discuss), they'd have to be married. Of course he knew this logically, but since his mouth had a friggin mind of it's own, he wasn't really thinking about the implications.

Married. To Cas. With a kid. A family.

And god, Dean couldn't even sa-no he's so not unboxing that right now.

"Uh, got married in our backyard. Just pick any date" Dean said weakly once he found his voice.

Cas was silent for a moment, expression unreadable. Then he nodded to himself

"November 2nd, 2017"

And that was the final hit. Dean was sent spiraling, losing any control he had regained.

The day Cas got out of the empty, the night he called Dean, the night Dean tried to-

"Alright, good. Sounds like we've got everything covered. I'm gonna get a start on packing, why don't you put Squirt over there down for his nap" Dean said jumping to his feet and quickly made his way to his room without a glance backwards. He feels like shit for leaving Cas just sitting there, but he had to get away before he really lost it.

Dean carefully tries not to slam his door and flops down on his bed. His thoughts buzz around in his skull, while about ten different emotions wash over him all at once. With a groan he reaches out and punches his mattress, which doesn't do much of anything seeing as its memory foam.

God what the hell had he gotten himself into.

He just agreed to be fake married to his best friend and live in a house in the suburbs with a 18 month old child.

He was crazy. He didn't even know why he said anythi-god who was he kidding. Of course he knew why he said it, he just didn't know why he let himself say them out loud. Now he's gonna have to play house with Cas and Jack for at least a week, when he can't even admit to himself th-

No. He can't let any of that get in the way. He can't throw himself a pity party just because Cas doesn-this stupid hunt was his own stupid fault, also partially Sam's (Dean's still sticking to that, thank you very much)

This is still a hunt, there are lives at stake. He can stow it. For everyone's sake.

So Dean sighs running his hands through his hair as he racked his mind for what he'd have to pack. On autopilot he began grabbing his clothes and usual crap, shoving it into his bag. As he zipped it up, his eyes landed on a box in the top of his closet.

In a flash he had the box down, lid off, sitting on his lap. Dean reached inside, pulling out two rings and his stomach flipped at the sight.

Yeah, it was gonna be a long night.

The next morning they were all in the garage packing up the trunk, getting ready to leave for their two day drive. Sam said the real estate agent was ecstatic that they were interested in the house. Must be a hard sell since the last three owners died inside.

Dean was strapping Jack into his car seat, rings weighing his pocket down, like a boulder.

"I'm gonna grab the last bag from the kitchen" Sam announced as he jogged out of the garage.

Well, it was now or never. So Dean drew in a shaky breath and walked around the car.

"Uh Cas, here" Dean said lamely, holding out a ring between his fingers.

Cas tilted his, eyes widening at the object.

"We're uh, supposed to be married right? So we need rings ya know" Dean continued unsure of how to proceed.

Cas nodded in understanding, carefully taking it from Dean's fingers, and slipped onto his left hand.

Dean gasped, and quickly tried to cover it up

"Uh yeah sorry of it's too tight, it's mind from years ago. I used to wear a few of them all the time, but they hurt like a bitch when you gotta deck someone" Dean rambled, face heating up.

"It's perfect, thank you" Cas smiled, meeting his eyes.

The squirming feeling was back, and squirmier than ever.

"What about you?" Cas asked looking at Dean's empty fingers.

"Oh! I've got my mom's old wedding ring. Had it resized to fit years ago, so I figured it would work" Dean rushed, pulling the second ring out of his pocket and slipping it onto his finger.

When he looked up again, Cas was staring at him with a look Dean had never seen on him before. It made his heart skip a beat in his chest.

"Alright! You guys ready to go?" Sam called as he walked back through the door, causing both of them to jump.

Moment ruined.

Without a word, they quickly climbed into the Impala. As Dean went to turn the key, his eyes traveled to the rearview mirror.

Jack giggling in his car seat as Cas wiggled his stuffed rabbit right above his head. Cas suddenly looked up catching his eye in the mirror, giving him a soft smile, which Dean found himself easily returning.

His eyes slid over to Sam, who was staring at the ring on his finger. Then Sam met his eyes, offering him a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

So Dean quickly snapped his attention forward, and turned the key a bit too hard.

Yeah, Dean was fucked.

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#looks its a fic that i actually planned out!! who knew?? #graphic design is NOT my passion but thatd the best i can do ashdhsgah #i love fake married case fics but like added drama of them also being like 'and this is our child' makes me go crAZY so here you go #this first chapter turned out to be 3k by accident so like who knows not me? #this is like a lot of set up and background sorry ashdhaga #THANK YOU ALISON FOR THE TOWN SUGGESTION because my dumbass couldnt think of a town #AND THANK U RUBI FOR LISTENING TO ME YELL ABOUT THIS IDEA #im not following canon really beyond cas coming back from the empty in s13 #destiel fic #baby!jack #dad!dean #dadstiel #dean winchester #castiel #jack kline #sammy #bec writes #destiel #goodthingsclara #baby jack truthing

[duckugou]

golden

Kenma x GN!reader

Im trying to stray away from my comfort zone of just writing readers that use she/her so bear with me

sorry if this lowkey sucks but it was inspired by harry styles song golden

cw: big cursing, huge fluff, strangers to friends to lovers, comfort, aged up!

come to my asks to be a part of my taglist! just let me know what kinds of fics/ what fandom/ what characters/ etc you want to be tagged in!

Requests are open!!

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Being a streamer comes with perks. Being comfy at home, not having to face people in real life every day, playing games, typical shit. Another perk is making good friends.

Meeting people on a voice chat is common for Kenma -guys and gals alike. What he wasnt expecting one night was the sweetest voice on the other end of his headphones.

"You're all fucks- I'm better at this game than all of you combined. Try me."

To think that was the sentence that made Kenma's ears perk up and burn.

"What the hell ever- we have the great Kodzuken on our side." One of the guys said, half joking half dead serious.

"Oh yeah, he isn't even speaking up to defend your pussy asses- probably knows I could beat him too." You could hear the smirk in that last part.

"U-uh, no. You can't beat me. Nobody can actually. Not at this game." Kenma rebutted , confident in his gaming skills but not so much his speaking skills to this stranger.

"Oh man, you certainly sound confident. Come on, Kodzuken- 1v1 me then. Show me who the best really is."

Kenma suddenly felt nervous. Should he really demolish this stranger? Isn't it polite to let the person you like win? He didn't like this person yet but god their voice was attractive.

"Fine. Send the request." He decided.

"Sent, fucker."

The game resulted in a tie because this stranger actually knew what they were doing. They both threw friendly insults at each other the whole time of course, making each of them laugh a little.

"Okay fine. The great Kodzuken himself almost beat me. Im almost honored to have a great streamer almost beat me."

"Well you almost beat me too- uh-" Kenma stuttered over the fact that he didn't know how to address this stranger.

"Oh! Call me Y/n." The person giggled.

"You can uh, call me Kenma."

"Oh you don't want me to repeat your title over and over like everyone else?" They laughed.

"No, friends don't call me that. They use my name name." His ears were burning.

"Friends, huh? Guess that means you owe me your number so we can schedule a rematch where I can properly beat your ass."

"Huh, guess so."

A few months had gone by and Y/n and Kenma were as close as they could be. They found out they live close by each other and began hanging out a lot.

Y/n would be in the back of his streams on occasion and wouldn't hesitate to speak up during them. Thats the thing about Y/n. They've always been so outspoken. Since the start. Everything they talk about comes so easy to Y/n. Nothing is held back. Kenma knows everything about them. He on the other hand is still a bit closed off. Quiet. The two are so opposite yet so alike. Kenma doesn't speak much about himself, opting to listen.

Especially when talking about past relationships.

One night, they were sat in Kenmas room in separate chairs, letting conversations flow.

"So, you've dated but why have the relationships ended?" Y/n asked.

"Ah, I dont know- its not important. Why did yours end?" Kenma flipped the question as he always does.

"One guy cheated," Y/n tossed a piece of popcorn in the air, missing their mouth and brushing it off. "One girl left because she was leaving for school, and one guy just didn't mesh with me. Your turn." Y/n pushed the question back.

"Uh- well. I don't click with people easily. I'm pretty closed off so when I date it usually ends in hurt feelings by accident or they get sick of me." Kenma finally admitted.

"Huh." Y/n flopped onto their stomach on the bed after setting down the popcorn. "Don't you like anyone though? Like- if you liked someone enough, do you think you would give opening up a shot?"

"I mean I guess. Nobody ever takes the time to...pry me open." That got a laugh out of Y/n. Good. "But yeah I do like someone."

Sitting up suddenly, Y/n became visibly excited.

"TELL ME WHO."

"No god no- it isnt important." Kenmas ears burned again.

"Come onnnnn. Its gotta be someone big time cool to earn your heart. I have to approve."

Y/n pulled Kenma from his chair to the bed, not letting go of his hand as he sat down.

"Theyre very cool- and very sweet. Understanding. Someone who stands up for me and makes me comfortable-" Kenma began gushing.

"Do I know them?" Y/n interrupted.

"Y-yeah. You sure do." Kenma scratched the back of his neck.

"Oooh ok, a guessing game. Describe them more- their looks!" Y/n held his hand tighter, bouncing up and down with excitement.

"Well- ok." Kenma took a deep breath and decided he could be vague enough. "Theyre short. As short if not shorter than me. Competitive. Very cute smile-"

"TOO VAGUE give me the JUICY DETAILS" Y/n pushed.

"They uh- they have..pretty eyes." He was staring at this point, eyes wandering around Y/ns face to find more things to describe. "cute nose too I guess. Squishy cheeks. Glasse-"

"WHO THE HELL IS IT KENMA- its starting to sound like youre describing me." Y/n laughed.

"No- I'm totally not!" Kenma rushed.

"Tell this person you like them. You look so happy when you talk about them. Its kind of sickening."

"I can't just do that." Kenma stated flatly.

"Yeah you can."

"No-"

"DO ITTTT. Nothing to be scared of- it's CUTE. They would be dumb to not like you."

Kenma sighed, knowing he couldn't tell Y/n the truth about who he liked. What does he usually do when he's put in a corner like this? Oh thats right-

"Who do you like then Y/n?" He asked, proud of himself for deflecting again.

"Oh thats easy. You." Y/n said, letting go of his hand and laying back on the bed, leaving Kenma sitting up and stunned.

"What? No I mean a crush idiot. Who do you liiikkkeee?" Kenma pushed, hoping he didn't hear Y/n wrong.

"You, Kenma. I've had a crush since our first tie in a game. Thought that was obvious-"

Kenma flopped back on the bed as well. The both of them looking at each other.

"Oh. My person is uh... really... open and honest." Kenma said quietly.

"Is that why you wont tell them?" Y/n asked just as hushed.

"Yeah... what if right now they say yes but then their feelings change one day? That would hurt so bad. Worse than not telling them ever." He whispered.

There was silence. They knew what they both just admitted. Kenmas heart started racing. This might've fucked everything up. He might lose them. But they like him too so why is he so scared?

Y/n held his hand again.

"I know that youre scared because I'm so open...but hey... If you wanna give it a try..." Y/n whispered, scared about whether or not their honesty fucked them over.

"You might be right this time Y/n." Kenma whispered.

The space between them was closed due to both of them being drawn together like magnets in that moment. A sweet kiss.

"Let's try it then. I'll work on... being more open if you'd like." Kenma said.

"Kenma. I dont want you to change one bit. I like you the way you are."

Acceptance. It was the best thing Kenma has ever felt.

#kenma #kenma fic #kenma fluff #kenma gamer #haikyuu fic #haikyuu x reader #kenma x reader #haikyuu fluff #harry styles golden lyric AHHHH

[dangankingdom]

Makoto, Keebo, and Shuichi with a s/o who uses humor to cope

TW// Ka/de's exec/tion, arguing, mentions of M/m, cursing,

Extra// hope you like this! i set this up in the Killing Game! Tell me if you want it changed Anon! And yes i can't do humor very well shush. Also my brain wasn't working so have a kinda long story for Shuichi and just headcanons for the two 💀 also please take care Anon, know that people care about you! <3

Original Ask -> Hii kinda random but could i please request a Makoto, Kiibo and Shuichi with a s/o who uses humor to cope with everything and is just always trying to make everyone laugh even at the worst times?

Masterlist

Makoto Naegi

This guy doesn't really mind, as long as you aren't trying to murder someone then that's alright

He honestly loves your jokes, he laughs at everyone of them

But when it gets serious he will tell you to tone it down for a bit, since the atmosphere is really heavy at the moment, of course you tone it down, but you still crack a few small jokes here and there making him sweat drop

"S-S/O can you uh, please tone your jokes a bit down?" He whispered, nearly dying because of Byakuya death staring at the two of you "hah! Who cares Naeggi? That richard bitch got nothing on us two anyway!" You yelled out loud, you know your ass was gonna get beat by Byakuya and Toko "What the, eff did you say?" Byakuya stands up from his seat, and started to walk to you "Shit run-" you grabbed Makoto and ran to save you two's lives "YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE YELLED THAT S/O!" Makoto screamed out running up to your pace "Kyehahahha well sorry lucky babe but too late now!" You laughed, you were getting fucking scared since Genocide jack must've sensed that you cursed up a storm in the library where Byakuya lives in

Genocide jack found you two "WHAAAAAAT? YOU DAMN S/O MAKING MASTER ANGRRRY"

You two got beat up and Aoi and Yasuhiro has to heal you two up, was that worth it? It's a yes to you

Aoi and Yasuhiro laughed a bit at you for fucking with Byakuya, but they are safe since the door was closed and Genocide Jack tried to get in for like 6 minutes before giving up, that traumatized all of y'all, you all tried not to repeat what you did

K1-b0/Keebo

He may be able to learn more because of your humor or jokes im so sorry. he doesn't sometimes laugh but he's intrigued of your humor

He doesn't tell you anything unless someone tells him that you need to tone the jokes down or they'll tape your mouth-

You laugh around the trial, it was the trial and Kirumi was voted to be the culprit

"Kehahhah! Woooow Kirumom was the culprit all along! So how's the execution gonna end?? Is she gonna clean until she's tired?? That must hurt y'know!" You spoke really fast, which everyone was annoyed and looked at Keebo, he sighed "S/O can you tone it down for a bit? You are ruining the mood here S/O.." Keebo bluntly spoke, your heart shattering into pieces but you metaphoracally picked it up "Of course! Y'all can ask me later to make you laugh! It's my dream to make people laugh afterall" you giggle

"Affirmative S/O.." Keebo spoke once again, everyone agreeing except for Kirumi, screaming about not gonna die

That was traumatizing but atleast you weren't there to witness all of the disgusting stuff that happened.

Shuichi Saihara

Angie cant crack a joke im sorry

Honestly he thought you were being an idiot for cracking jokes all the time when you all are in a killing game for gods sake.

But when he interacts with you more he now understands that Humor is your way of coping in this life of yours, he felt guilty for not realizing that

After Kaede's Execution, everyone was traumatized. Seeing Kaede's death, and Rantaro as well. You on the other hand was cracking jokes to make yourself laugh and it seems to be working, but not everyone. The others were annoyed since, you all saw them get killed and you crack jokes??? It's not a good time and you know that. The others were disturbed at your cheerful state. Shuichi was crying, he saw his bestfriend get killed and you were just there trying to make everyone laugh. That set him off

"Y-Your so stupid S/O! Don't y-you see that Kaede died?? Try to i-inject that into your brain!" He snapped, this was a whole new level of Shuichi. That surprised you and the others as well "Hahahahehe.. Wow Shuichi, you should've told me first than snapping at me riiiiiiight Shuichi..?" You laughed at this current situation, this is already hopeless to you, why make it worse?

After everyone left including Shuichi, you were just there looking at all their dorm rooms "th.. this is despairful wouldn't you say? That's too bad for me." You walked to your dorm room and slept, not bothering to change your clothes

He grabbed your hand, tugging you lightly "Hey S/O.. sorry for snapping at you last night, i wasn't thinking and, well-" he tried to apologise to you but got cut off by you laughing with a bright smile across your face "Who says you apologise to lil ol' me? I should be the one to apologise y'know Shuhara?" Your face softened, likely showing that your really sorry for what you've done "A-ah S/O.. your too nice" he sweatdropped "yyyeeeeah sadly.."

after the eating you approached to Shuichi "Heeey detective Shuhara, bein quiet because you investigatin stuff?" You said before leaving him alone

You took his hat off and put it on your head "you should take this off y'know? You look more cool without it, though you can still wear it. I don't really mind."

After waking up to the morning announcement you finally fixed yourself before bursting out of the room laughing like this situation never existed in the first place, you saw the cafeteria being quiet, the atmosphere being heavy. You tried to lighten the mood up "Good mooooorning everyone! How is the food? Must be delicious since the ultimate Mom cooked them." You laughed "Good morning S/O! Yes food is good, Tojo-san made food to everyone." Im so sorry i cant do him Gonta greeted you. Well, it did lighten the mood up, props to you. The others greeted you other than Shuichi, it did make you guilty.

"W-well, i am gonna take this off now so i don't really mind anymore.."

He appreciates that you try to make the group laugh even at the worst times, he even laughs a bit at it, Kokichi and you try to make a joke battle

S/O you and Kokichi have been battling for 40 minutes now please give it up so we can spend time together.. " Shuichi mumbles at the last part but you heard it perfectly so you decided to end the battle "Fiiiiiiiiine, you win Koshi!" You held up a balled fist, but Kokichi knew it was a lie but he left you alone since he too, has a few jokes left

"There! Now he's gone we can cuddle now right??" You excitedly yelled, making Shuichi flustered "How d-did you know-" "i have my secrets." you actually don't but okay-

But you needed comfort so you were happy

#mod kichi savior #🍂; mod angie #🍂; writing #shuichi saihara x reader #shuichi saihara #shuichi x reader #kiibo x reader #k1 b0 x reader #makoto naegi x reader #makoto naegi

[freddieslater]

Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Liv Parker x Georgie Dowling (The Vampire Diaries)

"This class is a joke," Liv says bitterly, glaring at the textbook laid open in front of her.

Occult studies. Ten percent occult and ninety percent studies at this point. Honestly, they're too scared that someone's going to catch on that half of the class and the entire college is filled up with actual witches, not to mention vampires and werewolves, that they don't bother teaching anything interesting. 

"Yeah, well, I told you that you wouldn't like it," Luke says without looking up from his own work. He's laying back on Liv's bed, steadily and easily making his way through his own assignments. 

Liv directs her glare to him and wryly says, "Thank you, that was so helpful."

"It's what you get for refusing to let me take the LSATS because it meant I'd move away from you." He looks up at her now, flashing a sarcastic smile. "If I have to take boring college courses, like history and English lit, then you have to suck up the butchering of our entire existence. We're in this together, remember?"

Using her own words against her is a dick move. Still, there isn't exactly room for her to argue; she did talk him out of the LSATS in order for them to be able to attend this college. But in her defence, they were on a search for the dopplegangers at that point and she was pretty sure they weren't at Harvard. 

Saying nothing rather than admit he's right, she turns back to her textbook. Then she slams it closed, to which Luke just chuckles at, evidently finding amusement in her frustration. A shock zips beneath her fingertips, she groans, and the textbook flies across the room -- just as the door opens. The girl freezes in the doorway with wide eyes. 

"Whoa! Uh... sorry," she says uncertainly. Her eyes dart from Liv's sheepish expression to Luke. "I was just... coming to see if you were still up for that coffee we were talking about earlier?"

Luke breathes out a sigh of relief and immediately puts his books down, and swings himself off of the bed. "God yes. Free me, Georgie, I'm begging you, or else I will literally go insane."

Georgie laughs. She points at Liv, her eyebrows raising. "Hey, uh... you're Liv, right? God, you two really are twins, huh?"

Liv gives a thin smile. "As far as I'm aware. But I clearly got all of the good looks and about seventy percent of the intelligence."

Georgie's gaze lingers, giving her a subtle once-over as her smile stretches into a faint smirk. She nods.

"Yeah, I can see the looks part. Good is an understatement, though."

"I am right here," Luke says, throwing his hands out. 

They both roll their eyes. Georgie turns back to him.

"Shut up, you know you're adorable," she tells him, to which he rolls his eyes back at her but smiles. "But as a flaming bisexual who leans more towards girls, your sister is winning this competition of attractiveness." She looks back over at Liv and shrugs, grinning at her. "Sorry to be blunt on our first meeting. I'm sure you have a really nice personality as well."

Luke scoffs. "She does not. Trust me."

He ignores the rather impolite hand gesture Liv aims at him. Grabbing his coat from the chair, he motions his head to the door.

"You coming?" he asks Georgie. 

"Mhm." She pauses to ask Liv, "Do you wanna come with? We're probably just gonna go to that little cafe across from campus."

When Liv hesitates, glancing at the textbook now on the floor on the other side of the room, Georgie gestures at it. 

"Oh, I can, you know, help you make up for any lost time studying," she says. "What classes are you taking? I don't see you in history."

"Occult studies."

Georgie's face lights up like a kid on Christmas day. "Are you kidding? There's a class for that? Oh, I am so switching my major, what the hell?" She swats Luke's arm. "Why didn't you tell me that was an option?"

"Because I didn't want you two meeting for this exact reason," Luke responds, joking. At least partially. "Now, can we please go?"

Georgie gives him another eye roll, and starts to speak. Liv beats her to it, talking directly to her with bright smile, "You know what? I would love to come with you. Some caffeine could really help me focus."

"Doubtful," Luke mutters with a displeased look, but he doesn't complain any further about her tagging along. Just throws her hoodie at her and motions for her to be quick about getting ready. "I'll be downstairs. Georgie?" 

She's still staring at Liz, a curious look on her face to match that twitching smile on her lips. Okay, Liv thinks, merely raising her eyebrows back at her. This could be interesting. Whitmore has been fairly boring ever since they stopped the travellers, prevented Kai from destroying their coven, drove some crazy-ass heretics out of town, and took down a supernatural hunter with a shaman curse to kill all vampires. Her life could use a little more mystery every so often, and it's been long enough since the last one. 

"Georgie," Luke repeats, exasperation slipping into his voice.

"Yep." She backs away now, biting her lip, then turns to leave. She pats Luke's shoulder on the passing, and in what is probably meant to be an attempt at a whisper, says, "Tell me she's single."

Luke closes his eyes and groans. Liv tries to supress a snicker but fails, even as the base of her neck heats up, a gentle flush creeping up to her cheeks. She just presses her lips together in a pleased smile, but raises her eyebrows in a facade of nonchalance. 

"Get out," Luke says, shaking his head. "Just... go, before I start looking for a spell to make the earth swallow me."

Georgie throws her one last glance before walking out of the room. Luke sighs, then wheels right around to point a finger at Liv. 

"I do not want another Tyler situation, all right?" he warns. "He was actually my friend until you started dating him, so, if you have any feelings for Georgie at all, please, for the love of god... just don't do anything dumb, okay?"

Liv rolls her eyes. "I won't! I don't even know the girl."

"Mhm." Luke just gives a certain kind of stare that she knows very well -- the same one she's given him on multiple occassions as well. They're used to trying to steer each other clear of friends that could become potential hook-ups. "Just dial down the flirting."

"That's my natural personality," Liv quips, shrugging. 

Luke's expression is mildly pained. He just waves her off, evidently not able to deal with any of this right now, and follows after Georgie. Liv quickly pulls on her hoodie and follows, scraping her hair out of the back of the hoodie and into the scrunchie tied around her wrist as she hurries after them. She can just take Georgie up on her offer to help her with her assignment later. 

#tvd #tvdedit #the vampire diaries #liv parker #georgie dowling #liv x georgie #rowing the rarepair rowboat #myedits* #I just think they'd be neat together

[fayeimara]

Meant To Be || One For Every Billion

6. By My Side | Pt 5

It takes you just a moment to understand his last message but you're already looking up as the dots are being connected and there he is, walking towards you with a real smirk on his real face.

So when he reaches you, you immediately say, "Definitely cute." and watch his mouth drop as he blushes.

Pretty boy didn't think you'd say it, did he? People should really know better than to dare you.

Although he gathers his composure pretty fast, responding after a beat, "Not cuter than you."

You laugh and shake your head, finishing the rest of your drink before standing, "Do you want anything?"

"I'm good, I just had a milkshake from the snack bar on the corner."

He moves to let you pass by him, following your lead as you move to exit the lounge and comment, "That's how you got here so fast. Where are the others?"

"Decided to do their own things, I guess. I think Maki was tired. I don't know what Iwa-chan and Mattsun are up to."

"Uh huh." You had a pretty good idea. They're probably busy being some of the best wingmen ever. That or Toru just ditched his friends, but you don't think he'd really ever do that.

But he'd also be complaining a little more that they ditched him if he didn't have some sort of idea so... you don't know what to think. Which is becoming a constant issue in his presence but it doesn't feel bad or scary.

At this point, you're not going to question it. If everyone is okay and happy, then you're going to focus on the now. Toru is really good at bringing that out in you, you realize as you come to a stop in the warm night air.

Turning to face him with a smile, you ask, "So, then, any requests from the birthday boy?"

His eyes light up with excitement and he responds, "Yes, but it's a surprise!"

"Okay, but.. shouldn't I be surprising you?" You question as he starts to lead you away from the lounge entrance.

"You already did! Now I know we have all night to enjoy the rest of the park."

"Or at least until it closes in a couple hours."

"Then we can gather anyone who's still up and have a party in my room!"

"Yeah, that's real ambitious. We'll see on that but- what's first?"

He stops briefly when he sees a cotton candy stall and answers in his sing-song manner, "First, something sweet for my angel."

Oh he's so cute. Seriously. But you let him buy it for you before prompting, "And now?"

"And now," he looks over at you with a satisfied smile, "we enjoy a ride down a river in a boat." He reveals, just as the two of you reach the entrance to the small, peaceful dock.

"Don't they close the river rides after dark?"

"In ten minutes, actually. So we should hurry because it'll drop us off to our next destination."

You look at him in surprise as you both join the relatively short line. Did he have this planned for before, when he thought you were going to leave? It's a little bittersweet because that's really thoughtful but, it also makes you sad to realize that would mean that maybe he thought the two of you wouldn't see each other again until the next time you visited. It also made you question... Were you unintentionally pushing him away when you visited?

Or you're just overthinking as per usual and he just puts this much effort into it every time he's spending time with a girl he might like. Right.

The two of you reach the front of the line in just a couple minutes and listen to the instructions from the staff member who tries to hand you down into the automated boat. You say 'try' because Toru's hand cuts in between and he helps you instead, giving the guy a pretty condescending smile. He's not even threatened, just.. acting like there was no other possibility because, well, it's not even a contest. You can't lie, you like it.

You settle down and he gets in after you, pretty steady himself as he elegantly plops down into the seat next to you, his arms stretching forward for a brief moment before leaning back into the seat, shifting his legs forward, and placing his hands in his jacket pockets. And whatever he just did there.. that's pretty hot too.

As your boat moves away from the dock, you're struck by the romantic atmosphere of the ride. The quiet melody of the water you're gliding through, the trees dotting the sides of the river that sway with a breeze every so often, their branches reaching towards the water like the leaves are looking for a cool, gentle place to lay. You and Toru, under the stars that are peeking slightly out of the sky, like shy observers to your secret little adventure.

He isn't saying anything either, studying the environment and in his own thoughts you suppose, but you don't mind the silence. You do, however, offer him the cotton candy, tilting the base of the cone you're holding so it's angled towards him. He pulls a hand free from his pocket to reach out and grab a tuft of the cloud-like candy before popping it in his mouth with a smile.

"Do you think about where you want to be in the future?" He's looking up at the sky, head tilted back against the seat, when you look over at his question.

You bite your lip, considering what he's asking. You think way too much about it sometimes, you suppose. "How far in the future?"

He looks over at you in surprise, like he expected a quick answer instead of your clarifying question. Now it's his turn to think. "I guess in a few years, after graduating. What do you want to do?"

"What I want to do is probably very different from where I might be, I think."

"How so?"

You're both looking at each other, lost in another bubble together, so you try to be as honest to yourself as you want to be with him, "In an ideal world, I would either write or play volleyball. Realistically, I'll end up tied to... my family business more than I'd like. Which means I likely won't have the time or energy left to do the things I love."

His eyes are wide, you think he's realized he just turned a mountain, not a rock. Maybe even you wouldn't know what to say in response to someone who just said what you did. But then he surprises you yet again, "If you know what you want to do, what stops you from making sure that's where you end up instead, no matter what?"

"You know," you smile at him softly, "That's exactly the battle I'm currently fighting. So we'll see how it turns out, I guess."

"So," his voice turns teasing, "will you pick writing or volleyball, when you win?"

"Probably writing," you answer with a laugh, releasing the weight that just took a break on your shoulders.

"Why?"

"You love volleyball, right? So much that you can't see yourself doing anything but that for the rest of your life?"

He sends another shocked, wide-eyed look your way but you're surprised he doesn't realize how clear that is to read on him, how easily you figured it out really early in the course of your correspondence this past year. You tuck that away for another day and continue your answer to his question.

"I love both like that and, the way I see it, I'm lucky to be able to love more than one thing at a time. And because I do, they'll both always have a place in the future I want. So it's not really that I'm making a choice between one or the other, I'd be incapable of that. Volleyball will always be in my life, even if it isn't the same way it is now. It's just that I'll pursue writing as my vocation while continuing to enjoy volleyball however I can."

"So you won't go pro." He doesn't state it as a question but it sounds like there's still one in there somewhere.

"I don't think so. That's... a little more complicated."

He shifts to turn more towards you, pulling another piece of the cotton candy you're holding between the two of you and encouraging, "I've seen your videos, Y/n. You're as much, if not more, talented than either of your cousins."

You laugh again, "Aren't you a little biased, Oikawa?"

"Sure, but I'm still telling you the truth as I see it. You've already filled the gaps they lack as players, you almost seem to have none. You're part of the powerhouse teams in your region, even country. And you can only improve from there."

"Yeah. But it's not talent or skill or even anything about volleyball itself that makes me so sure about its role in my life."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I promise, I will another day. But I know it'll be a long discussion and I want to hear your answer."

"My answer?"

"Where you want to be after you graduate."

"Don't you already know?" His lips pull up into a confident smile, "Because you said it, Y/n-chan. I can't see myself doing anything but playing volleyball for my future."

"No matter how you get there?"

"No matter how I get there." He confirms, watching you with a tilt to his head, "But I will get there."

"Of that, I have no doubt. I've seen you play, too."

And like that, his smile twists into a satisfied smirk, "Just on video, huh? You still have to come to one of my games in person, though."

"Oh, I do, do I?" You're grinning as the two of you fall back into lighthearted teasing.

"Of course. I think there's still a thing or two I could teach you."

"I'm sure. Without a doubt."

By the time the boat reaches the end of its line, the cotton candy is completely gone, much like any space between you both. The two of you are just short of leaning into each other, your sides already pretty much pressed against each other for most of the fifteen minute ride, as you and Toru talked and joked about various things with only the blinking stars and swaying trees as your witnesses.

You take a deep breath in as your boat approaches the dock, starting to pull away from him slightly, but you also catch the now-familiar scent of some product Toru uses and it smells divine. It's the sort of scent that makes you want to lean into his chest or neck and just relax while he holds you.

Oh my god. You need to slap yourself. That was pathetic, right? And after just one romantic boat ride, holy shit. You still have another hour and a half to go unless you completely bail on him. And for what? Because you caught yourself slipping? Again?

Ugh. No. You're here to be a good friend. And okay, take it slow and see what else could be between the both of you. But that shit wasn't slow.

You've pulled away, physically and metaphorically, by the time your boat docks but you still accept his hand as he helps you off, blocking the attendant yet again. He doesn't pull away though and neither do you, so you're still holding hands as you and Toru walk to your next destination.

Just taking it slow. Right... Shit.

Turns out your next destination is the carousel. You two keep switching horses, messing around until you're politely removed. After which you hit up some of the rides like the one that spins really fast so that you're pressed back against the reclined wall, or the one where you sit in a claw that swings you up, down, around, etc.

Following that, it's mini coasters and then upgraded back to some of your favourite thrill coasters from earlier in the day. You tell him it's a completely different experience at night. After the first one, he agrees. So you two hit up four more.

By the time the two of you get off the last one, teasing and laughing about who was screaming louder (it was him, obviously), you only have a little over twenty minutes left before the park closes. So your hand finds Toru's, your fingers lacing together with ease and electric familiarity by now, and you pull him along in order to run back to the hotel through the remaining crowd.

"Why are we going back?" He's barely even out of breath as he easily catches up to race beside you, but you guess neither are you. Thank you, conditioning.

"It's a surprise!"

The concierge barely startles when he sees two teens just run through, raising his hand to call out before lowering it in defeat. You're already gone anyways. You reach the elevator bay and hit the button for your floor, thankfully the door to the middle one opens immediately with a smooth tone. When the two of you get in for the ride up to the top floor, the pace steadies and you're just looking at each other while you each catch your breath, then you burst out laughing again.

"Okay so you're still not going to tell me?" There's a little bit of mock attitude in his tone but it's washed away by his genuine smile.

"Just wait."

The elevator dings as it reaches your floor and you're pulling him out with the doors barely open. The two of you reach your room and you swipe the card over the lock, opening the door, pulling you both through and closing it in swift motions before letting go of his hand and running to the balcony.

"Come on!"

You look back to encourage him forward as you open the double doors and he strolls up to your side before you both step out together. Just as you reach the rail, faint music starts to drift up from the park's speakers, getting louder and louder until you can hear its strains clearly, playing the orchestral melody that indicates the park will be closing in fifteen minutes.

It's what you can see only from up here that you wanted to show him. Because with the music that plays, there are lights quite literally at every inch of the park that turn on in an incredible show.

Many people gather on the streets or at particular locations for the ground level view. But those are always crowded and honestly a pretty limited view of the show's true scale. It's the guests who have park facing rooms and know to stop for the view from their balconies at this time that experience the true and complete nature of the stunning spectacle.

"Wow." He barely says it, it's more like a word he releases with his breath, but you're so happy knowing you were right.

This is the perfect ending to an incredibly special day that deserves no less. You and Toru stand there, side by side for the full fifteen minutes, still under the carpet of stars that seem a little closer from up here. The two of you hold hands, arms and sides pressed against each other as you both lean on the balustrade and listen to the crescendos and decrescendos, glancing at each other with smiles and the occasional comment. Sometimes pointing to a corner or edge of the park laid out beneath you to pull the other's attention with a tug on your linked hands.

And when the music starts its final rise only to move into its final descent, you look instead at Toru and find him looking back at you. With your hands still linked, you lean into him further to place a soft kiss on his cheek, mirroring the one from a year ago, this on his other side. Then you lean back to look at his flustered but happy face with a soft smile and add your wish for him to your blessing-

"Happy Birthday, Toru."

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-ngl but that moment when Toru takes a seat in the boat was fully inspired by my memory of him at the Karasuno vs Shiratorizawa match, just after Iwa hops over the seat like wow, but then the way Oikawa stretches out from his previous position... just more wow. Sorry, I can't explain it. I love that scene (and the others with those two that follow) and I don't know if I'm the only one it stuck with like this...

A/N: Okay...time for the vent... I will be the first to say that I love Kuroo and Suna primarily, and both the Miyas are a close second.. but I DO NOT KNOW HOW OIKAWA KEEPS PULLING THIS ON ME like... this whole episode really got away from me again. I mean, I did like Oikawa as a close second to Kuroo (who's been my steady the whole time, js, it's unwavering) for a LONG time before being intro'd to Inarizaki but... then Suna just came in and turned my head until I was like.. Oikawa, who? But maybe this just goes deep, so I didn't know he was always still in there. He IS incredibly lovable after all, you can't change my mind about that, and I really respect him as a complex character and okay, yeah, I honestly can't remember who was my first between him and Kuroo at this point because I was simping for them both before I really even remembered their names (and was trying to avoid being teased by my bf for rewatching scenes with them since he had to bribe me to watch the show in the first place). Anyways, I don't know what I'm saying anymore since I desperately need to go to sleep, maybe for a whole day, so I hope you guys like this one! Because.. just, yeah. Toru <3 I guess

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In The Embers~ Bonnie Gold

Request (s):

‘Can you do one where the reader is Finns twin and she never really talks to anyone other than her family and one day she goes to town and people are trying to talk to her and she doesn’t respond and they start to get mad but then Bonnie comes and sticks up for her and they hang out and she starts to open up to him and starts talking to him.’

I changed this request up a little! I tried to base Y/N’s social anxiety off my experiences with my own, and I’m sorry if it isn’t how you experience it!

Summer, 1927 - Aged 18

The sun had only risen a few hours ago, just having peeked over the horizon, but the day was already swelteringly hot, and people at the market were already bustling around, shouting prices for produce, and bartering, shoving and pushing past each other. You had taken the tram to the town a few miles over, hoping it would be quieter, but it seemed you would have no such luck.

You pulled your shawl further around yourself, one thumb rubbing patterns on the soft but old fabric in a way that helped you feel calmer. It smelt like Esme, still, even though you had been given it as a hand-me-down years ago now, and it was that comforting smell, the one of your sister-in-law who had been more of a best friend, that helped you feel a little better, as you pushed further into the crowd.

You let yourself glance down at the list Polly had given you, eyebrows scrunching a little as you tried to interpret her scrawling writing, fingers tracing over the words as you murmured them to yourself, sounding some of them out so you could understand. It was an embarrassing fact that you couldn’t read well, after having left school early, though you were significantly better at it than your twin brother, Finn, who was as illiterate as a toddler. Ada had made an attempt to teach you both to read, a long time ago, but it only stuck with you, Finn preferring to hang onto the words of your older brothers instead of learning.

Someone bumped into you suddenly, and you promptly dropped the shopping list, cursing a little under your breath.

“I’m so sorry!” You heard a boys voice speak, as you lifted your head, to see a rather apologetic Bonnie Gold, who had bent down to pick up the paper. “Wait - Y/N?”

You had known Bonnie for a few months, meeting him one night when Finn dragged you to the pub, to drink with the Junior Peaky’s - Michael, Isaiah, he, and Bonnie. Bonnie seemed to fit well into their dynamic, better than you ever felt you had, even though half of the boys were your family, but you couldn’t resent him for it, not with the shy smile he had shot you when you sat down. You wondered if Finn had talked to him about you before you met, because not once during the night did he question your quietness, or how you couldn’t maintain eye contact, or how sometimes you would trail off leaving silences in conversation. He was just plain sweet, which you didn’t expect, for a winning boxer, and he made you feel more comfortable as the night went on, with jokes and laughs.

"Hi, Bonnie." You smiled, taking back your list from it, glancing down at it. "How're you?"

He was dressed in a simple shirt and trousers, tan from the summer darkening his face, freckles dotted on his nose. His hair was as wavy as ever, and for the first time in in a few months, there was not a peaked cap perched upon it, and you found yourself appreciating that.

"I'm fine. Just here to get some stuff for my dad, it's the closest place to the camp."

"Tommy told me you were around here somewhere." You nodded, looking at the vegetables at the stand in front of you, deciding whether to get green or yellow peppers.

"You been asking after me, like?"

He teased, and you felt your cheeks burn a little, as you cursed your tendency to blush all the god damn time. Of course, you had been asking about the boy, wondering just where the in the surrounding countryside of Small Heath that his camp was, and wondering internally why he wasn't  around as much recently. You would never tell him, but there had been a twinge of disappointment every time there was a meeting and he wasn't there, or when you got to the pub after Finn made you go, and he didn't appear.

"You flatter yourself, Bonnie."

You smirked, deciding on green, and picking them up, handing them to the vendor of the stall who was giving you a distasteful look. It didn't surprise you - with your tendency to dress like Esme, like your culture, instead of how a normal Brummie girl dressed, you were often met with distrust and disgust by people who didn't know you were a Shelby, and so felt it was their every right to be judgemental. If you were more self-assured, like Finn or Tom, or Arthur, you'd say something, but, as your family often joked, you were the opposite of your older siblings.

"What have you been asking then? You've gotta at least tell me now."

His voice was as sweet as ever, though you were half sure that there was a tone of flirting within it, which made your stomach feel as though butterfly's were swooping around inside it. You let yourself smile wider, chewing your lip.

"Wouldn't you like to know." You glanced back to the vendor, your cheeks still red.

The man muttered the price, different to how he had jovially told the woman in front of you just minutes ago. You chewed your lip, passing the coins, going to turn around, Bonnie following you, drawn away from looking at the jewel colours of the fruit that was, admittedly, quite impressive, and had distracted him from the mans dirty look. You didn't notice, but his cheeks were a little pink, too.

"Fucking Gypo's." The vendor muttered to his friend as you turned around, quietly, assuming you wouldn't hear. "Surprised they ain't stealing, for once."

Your cheeks burned, fists clenching, though you wouldn't dare turn around and tell him what you thought of him.

Of course, Bonnie didn't hold that same sentiment.

"What the fuck did you just say?" He snapped, clenching his hands into fists, the paper white of his knuckles showing through his tan. It felt almost as if the market took a collective intake of breath - as did you. You stood there, frozen, watching the vendor pale a little, but maintain his sneer.

"I'm saying that your lot is always down here, stealing from good, honest people-"

"My lot?"

"Bon, lets just go-" You said quietly, accidentally using the nickname that Finn used, which had never actually slipped past your lips before.

"Fucking stealing and ruining a good town, along with those Peaky bastards-" His voice was venomous.

You tensed, jaw setting, eyes flashing, though you still couldn't force yourself to speak. Your heartbeat thrummed in your ears, as you felt the eyes of everyone on yourself and Bonnie. Your stomach swirled, but it was no longer a good feeling.

"If you knew what was good for you, you'd fucking close your mouth now." Bonnie was furious, you could tell - a vein thrumming in his forehead. He stepped further towards the vendor, and that was when your hand reached out to curl around his, clammy fingers intertwining.

"Bonnie. Forget it, let's go."

Your voice was gentle and quiet, squeezing his hand, and he glanced at you, seeing your red face, your darting eyes that almost seemed to be about to cry. His shoulders slumped a little, as if he was releasing his anger.

Shooting another glare towards the vendor, he moved away, and you breathed a sigh of relief, walking as fast as you could away from the market and all those goddamn staring eyes. Your hand was still clutched in his, almost as if it was an anchor.

It was only a few minutes later, sat on the bench at the tram stop, when you stopped hearing that beating in your ears, that you realised that yours and Bonnie’s hands were still connected, and you dropped his hand, cheeks flushing.

“Sorry.” He whispered, and you turned your head to look at him, as he shoved his hands into his pockets, kicking the dusty ground a little with his shoe. His cheeks were red. “I didn’t mean to...” He let out a frustrated exhale. “I lose my temper sometimes.”

You paused for a moment, not sure what to say.

“It’s okay, Bonnie. Really.”

“I scared you.” His voice was quiet. “I didn’t mean to ... I was just so angry. I’m sick of the way they treat us, like we’re fucking criminals-“

His voice sounded so upset that you almost hugged him.

“I know. I know. You didn’t scare me. I just...” You let out a sigh. “I get this feeling, sometimes, when I’m around lots of people. I just freeze. I can’t think, I can’t...” You trailed off, looking fiercely at the sky, refusing to look at Bonnie.

His hand reached out to yours, palm open, an invite to take, and take you did, fingers interlocking, and you moved a little closer to him.

“I didn’t know. I didn’t know that you felt like that. I shouldn’t have-“

“It happens all the time, Bonnie. It’s not so terrible. Besides-“ You let out a shaky laugh. “He fucking deserved it. I half wish you’d punched him.”

“I fucking wish I did too.” He grinned, showing off his wide smile that made your heart beat a little faster - and this time, in a good way.

You laughed a little.

“Do you fancy going on a walk? If you have time-“ He sent a shy smile.

You shot him one back. “Yeah, I think I have a few hours.”

#peaky blinders fanfic #peaky blinders headcanon #peaky blinders imagines #peaky blinders #peaky blinder headcanon #finn shelby imagines #finn shelby #finn shelby x reader #peaky blinders imagine #isaiah jesus #bonnie gold fanfic #bonnie gold x reader #bonnie gold imagine #bonnie gold imagines #bonnie gold

[crystalelemental]

Another week, another Champion Stadium absolutely bodied.  And by that I mean actually this time.  Last week was pure suffering trying to get 7500 points and that was the first time we did it.  This week was a victory lap.

Initially, my Lorelei plan was to use Wally and save SS Leaf for later if needed. That did not pan out.   Wally really could not deal sufficient damage.  So instead, we had to clear with the usual cheese combo.  Thank god for SS Blue giving Endurance after sync, that's literally the only reason we won.

Agatha was bar none the hardest fight.  Ice is tough to get right, and usually my solution is Lusamine.  But...Blue's weak to Bug, and I'll be damned if I'm using Burgh.  So, only Summer Steven.  I did level up Ghetsis a ton planning to use him, but we were completely lacking in move gauge control for that kind of setup, and Phoebe goes down like a sack of bricks so that wasn't working.  Lyra and Skyla offered enough defense and healing support that Summer Steven could win.  Once again, the best solution was taking off most offensive boosts and going for HP, and letting my ability to sustain during a fight carry me.

Lance gets this week's Weenie Award.  I'm sure he was scary, but fuck if I'll ever know, because Serena just slapped them to sleep and Summer Lyra absolutely blasts them apart.  Hop just took a few hits now and again and we won no sweat.  It did take two tries, admittedly, because the first time I left one of the sides, who used Rock Slide, and KO'd both Serena and Lyra and Hop was not going to beat that.  So the second time we took out the sides and I don't even think Lance got to his sync.

Bruno was also a bit of a Weenie, but also took two tries.  The first I tried with SS Elesa, figuring that Cyrus would crit the hell out of them in Rain.  And he did, don't get me wrong.  But his crit damage was inconsistent, sometimes only 2k, and other times hitting 8k.  I wish I knew.  So the second time I just took off the special damage reduction and let Dawn do her tanking thing while May and Cyrus tore them apart.   Without their stat reduction guard, it was even funnier, because May just tanked their accuracy.  However, he does not win the Weenie Award, because we actually almost lost based on sync.  He was about to use the second, which would've KOd everyone, but Cyrus and May got the combo in at the last second.  Of course, this wouldn't have been a concern if May hadn't been missing in the first place, but oh well.

Lastly, Blue.  This...felt good.  EX Sabrina's debut was a hell of a drug, friends. Sycamore syncs first, giving everyone +6 to Sp Atk, Sp Def, and Speed.  Then, Sabrina syncs to give double sync bonus.  By this point, Lusamine has torn through one of the sides and the center unit.   Needless to say, with max crit buff, Sycamore's Horn Leech is obscene, and Sabrina actually packs a respectable punch with her Psychic as well.  Is Sabrina the best unit in the game?  Probably, actually.  Two Dire Hit all to max crit, a nice heal with Sp Atk buff, Reflect support, and now double sync bonus and a pretty threatening attack in Psychic.  I had a lot of fun.  Lusamine may have dropped, but Sabrina and Sycamore still carried us to victory.

All in all a really fun run.  I’m loving Cyrus in rain, this is great.  Sabrina with EX is fantastic.  Just really fun setups all around.  Aside from Agatha.  Her fight was obnoxious.

#pokemon masters #champion stadium

[dreamingwithbts]

Demon (Boku No Hero) - Chapter 12

Warning: Swearing

”Huh? Uraraka?” Katsuki says confused. “Don’t tell me....you don’t even know your classmate?!” I ask him shocked. “Oh, she is?” He asks confused while I still look shock. “Yes!” I answer him and I see Ochaco freeze behind him. “Are you Aka?” I hear and Katsuki and I look behind me seeing the Hatsume girl. “Yes.” I answer her serious. “Oh good! Actually...” She says excited. “I wouldn't be excited if I was you, I’m going to beat you through the ground.” I say glaring at her and I can see all her excitement leaving her eyes, and then she leaves smiling again like I didn’t threat her. “Weird girl.” I say. “Just like you.” Katsuki jokes. “Shut up time bomb!” I say. Then I look back to the board and I could see recreation write in it. “All right! Let’s leave the tournament aside for a momentary interlude!” I hear Present Mic and I look confused at Katsuki who also looks back confused, firework going on the background. “Let’s have fun with the recreation! First is the scavenger hunt!” Present Mic continues. “I’m really not in the mood for kids games....” I say looking at my classmates playing and laughing, so I went to the waiting room we were at the beginning and I see a very scared looking broccoli. “Izu-kun?” I ask him poking his shoulder scared that he was broken. “I’m dead....” He says and I laugh hugging him. “Probably.” I say teasing him. “AKA-CHAN!” He cries making me laugh more. “You’re going against the purple hair dude right?” I ask him now serious and he nods. “I think he has some mental Quirk, something about compelling people. Be careful.” I say to him. “I will. Thanks Aka-chan.” He says smiling at me still nervous, and I leave him with Ojiro who was explaining to him what the purple dude did to him. “Katsuki? What are doing?” I came back to the stadium only to see Katsuki with his face against the wall. “Nothing.” He answers and we look at each other. “And you say I’m the weird one.” I say serious. “SHUT UP!” He screams.

The time for the battles came fast, and you could feel everyone was nervous and serious. “Hey guys, are you ready?!” Present Mic screams and everyone at the stadium screams. “A lot’s happened, but it’s now come to this! A serious battle!” Present Mic continues. “You can do this Akuma. You can win this. You can only depend on yourself!” I think determined. I walk with my classmates and thankfully the girls and I are back to our training uniforms and I return Katsuki jacket blushing. “It smells like her.” Katsuki thinks smiling when he wears his jacket again. “Match number one! From the hero course, it’s Izuku Midoriya! Versus...From general studies, it’s Hitoshi Shinso!” Present Mic screams and I look at them through the screen. “Good luck Izu-kun!” I think. “Stupid Deku is going to lose.” Katsuki says sitting next to me. “SHUT UP!” I say punching his head. “YOUR STUPID DEMON! STOP!” He screams while I keep punching him. “Did he froze? Shit! I fucking warn him!” I think nervous watching the match. “GET OUT OF IT DAMMIT!” I scream getting up my seat only for Katsuki to pull be back down. “Calm down Akuma.” He says calmly. “His fucking being brainwashed!” I say nervous. “So the purple dude has a brainwashing Quirk?” Katsuki asks me. “Ya, I think so.” I answer him.

I was almost biting my nails off watching Izuku battle but at the end I sigh in relief. “Shinso is out of bounds! Midoriya advances to round two!” I heard Midnight declaring Izuku as the winner. “Yes!” I celebrate and Ochaco joins me sighting in relief. “In the finals, the first person to advance to the second round is Izuku Midoriya from Class A!” Present Mic screams. “I was so nervous.” I hear Ochaco say. “Me too, me too.” I think now relaxing then I hear Katsuki insulting Kaminari then a break comes, and I get up. “Where are you going?” Katsuki asks me. “I’m going to buy some chocolate from the vending machine.” I told him and he gets up. “I’m going with you.” He says and we both leave together. Katsuki and I were silently walking in the corridor me with my chocolate on my mouth until we see Shoto leaving his Dad, Endeavor behind. “Came here to annoy your son again, Endeavor.” I say darkly, getting my chocolate out of my mouth and glaring at the flame men. “Who knew U.A. would accept someone like you, Akuma.” He says also glaring at me. “Who knew the world would accept a hero who is a shit Dad.” I attack back. “Go back to the hole you came from and leave Shoto alone.” I say, Katsuki and I are now passing by him and I could feel Katsuki eyes on me. “At least Shoto knows who his biological father is.” Endeavor says, and I could feel him smirk while I froze in the corridor, eyes big in shock. “Akuma?” Katsuki whispers my name confused. “I prefer not to know my father and have you as one.” I say looking down and a shadow on my face I start walking again, away from an angry Endeavor and thankfully Katsuki didn’t ask me anything, and we went back to the others seeing Izuku also arriving, and I jump on his back hugging him. “Congratulations Izu-kun!” I say to him happy again. “Thanks Aka-chan!” He says smiling. “Are you sitting with us?” He says gesturing to Ochaco and Lida who were waiting. “Let’s go demon. Get out of the way, Deku.” Katsuki says taking the back of my uniform jacket and taking me with him. “Guess not, sorry Izu-kun.” I say and Izuku only smile nervous at us and Katsuki sits us fair away from Izuku. “Jealous pomeranian.” I tease him. “Shut up.” He says angry. “Next battle is...from the hero course, it’s Hanta Sero versus also from the hero course, it’s Shoto Todoroki!” Present Mic informs the second battle and I see Katsuki watching them very serious. “Why does he have to look so hot?” I think. “Shoto is going to win this in seconds.” I say and just I say that, a huge ice wall was covering half of the stadium. “Sero is immobilized! Todoroki advances to the second round!” Midnight says announcing the second winner. “Told ya.” I say seeing everyone shocked face even Katsuki. After Shoto battle came Kaminari versus Shiozaki wish Shiozaki wins everyone was watching the battle but got distracted and annoyed by Izuku mumble while he writes on his little book. “Izu-kun...”I tried calling him after seeing Katsuki pissed off face. “Izuku stop before Katsuki actually kills you right now!” I whisper only for Katsuki to glare at me then Ochaco actually makes him stop. “God bless this woman.” I think sighting in relief seeing Katsuki face back to normal then someone came telling me it was time for my battle, so I get up. “You better win demon.” Katsuki says smirking. “You know I will.” I smirk back. “Good luck Aka-chan.” Izuku says when I pass by him with Ochaco beside him with her thumbs up. “Thanks.” I say and leave.

“You can do this, you can do this. You won’t lose control.” I whisper to myself nervous. “Hey!” I hear a familiar face and I see Dad in his skinny form. “Dad.” I say smiling at him. “Are you nervous?” He asks me. “A little.” I answer him honestly. “You’re afraid something may happen?” He asks me, both of us remembering the U.S.J. incident. “Yes.” I answer him honestly. “That day in the infirmary room, you told me you wanted to embrace that side and used for good. Then do it. This is your chance. I believe in you!” Dad encourages me, smiling big making me feel better. “Thank you Dad!” I say smiling, tears on my eyes when Dad hugs me tight. “I have to go, good luck my daughter.” He says leaving the hug and I walk to the battle centre emotionless and observe my opponent Mei Hatsume. “Now, it’s time for the fourth match!” Present Mic says. “She’s the demon of U.A.! One of the strongest from the class A! From the hero course, it’s Akuma Aka!” Present Mic presents me. “Really? Demon of U.A.?” I think nervous. “Versus...Fully-equiped with support items! From the support course, it’s Mei Hatsume!” Present Mic says, and I see her smiling at me. “She’s against the support course, huh?” Jiro says to her classmates. “I wonder what kind of fight it’ll be?” Tsu says and surprisingly Katsuki responds. ”Akuma is going to beat her fast.” He says serious looking at the red and black hair girl. “Kaachan...” Izuku whispers. Then my battle started, I waited for her to attack first for my surprise she starts talking to a mic. “Isn’t this wonderful, Aka-chan?” She asks excited. “What?” I think confused then she starts presenting her gadgets like I wasn’t even here, and I start getting angry. “Is...Is she selling her stuff instead of fighting with me?“ I think a dark aura surround me. “Aka is getting fed up.” Aizawa-sensei says knowing his student and Present Mic agrees seeing her reaction. “Aka-chan is getting angry.” Izuku says seeing a dark aura coming out of his friend. “Serves her right.” Katsuki says towards the pink girl. “ENOUGH!” I yell and Mei stops selling her gadgets and the stadium goes silence. “I’M NOT HERE TO FUCKING LISTENING TO YOU SELLING YOUR STUFF!” I yell. “If you don’t want to battle then I’m going to finish it right now.” I say glaring at the pink hair girl who looks at me shocked. “What?” She asks, then my red mist surrounds me and I sent her a hex bolt, but she uses her boots to fly away. “She missed!” Izuku says shocked. “Look closer dumber.” Katsuki says and everyone leans closed. “Got you.” I say teleporting myself behind her exactly like I predicted and kick her back hard making her hit the ground out of bounds, making some of her gadgets broke. “Next time, don’t explain your gadgets to the enemy.” I say. “No! My gadgets!” The girl says sad. “H-Hatsume is out of bounds. Aka advances to the second round!” Midnight says and I leave the battle centre. “Woah!” My classmates say and all the stadium goes nuts. “She really got you angry...”All Might thinks. “I like this kid! Can’t wait for your next fight kid.” A hero laughs watching the girl. “That’s what you get when you get the demon angry!” Present Mic screams. “Shut up.” I hear Aizawa-sensei saying towards Mic. “Sorry, sorry!” He says.

I got back to my seat next to Katsuki and my classmates congratulations me on my winning. “Thanks guys!” I smile to them but then sigh in disappointment. “What?” Katsuki asks me. “That was hardly a fight.... so disappointed!” I complain but I see Katsuki smile at me. “Stupid. She was getting on my nervous.” He says making me laugh. “I wish you battle her instead, it would be so funny!” I say imagining everything. “Tch.” Katsuki says, but I could still see him smiling, and then we watch the next battles until Katsuki battle came. “Do your best, Katsuki!” I say smiling at him who smirks. “Just watch me demon.” He says and walks out then he and Ochaco was face to face. “Poor you Ochaco, but go girl!” I think even knowing that she won’t win, I know she won’t give up easily. “The eighth and last match of the first round! From the hero course, it’s Katsuki Bakugo versus from the hero course, it’s Ochaco Uraraka!” Present Mic says. “Why is he making that face?” I ask out loud laughing seeing Katsuki making a weird face while Izuku looks at me nervous then they start the battle. “This is going to be a really tough battle. Please don’t kill her Katsuki!” I think.

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[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

If I Should Fall Behind

Avanda closed her eyes, thankful to finally be away from the crew for a while. She was beyond excited to finally be home again, to be around them; but she still wasn't quite ready to be as…..touchy- as they wanted to be. 

Caelum kept hugging her from behind and resting his chin on her head; an old habit he'd started as soon as he had passed her in height, and she was still ducking out of his arms and trying to hide how badly she was shaking. Thane kept lying down and resting his head in her lap, and she was always making excuses to get up. Nyar kept clapping her on the shoulder, a hand gently gripping the space where her neck and shoulder met and she kept freezing. Eyes cast down and hands clasped together as the conditioning and memories took over while she stood there silently crying. 

It was Ewan she felt the worst for though. Her touchy boyfriend had gotten a tight hug, the kind where neither of them wanted to let go, when she first got home. But after that she'd withdrawn again. She hated herself for it more and more everyday. She could see the hurt in his eyes as she forced a smile at him when he put his arm around her in public, just like she could see the pain from all of her crewmates when she shied away from them. 

She hated herself, but she couldn't help it. The last time someone had laid hands on her, it had been Sevoc. His hands around her throat until her vision had fogged and she'd collapsed, unconscious, to the floor of her cell after a beating. And after 3 months living with a touch averse smuggler….she was severely touch starved. But that didn't change the fact that anytime someone touched her, she wanted to cry. Her skin crawled whenever someone brushed by her; but it burned with that familiar ache that told her it had been too long since she'd let her guard down. 

Her eyes opened as she heard Ewan come into the room, and she smiled at him. 

"You alright?" He asked, eyebrows pinched with concern, "You snuck off, I was a little worried."

She nodded. "I'm fine. I was just a little overwhelmed, that's all."

Ewan returned her smile, and reached for her hand. His fingers brushed against her knuckles, and Avanda swore she could feel her skin light on fire. She fought so hard not to wince and pull away from his touch; which was meant to be a comfort, but it was a losing battle. 

"I'm sorry," she whimpered as she pulled her hand to her chest, rubbing a thumb over her knuckles, "I'm so sorry, Ewan. Really, I am. I should-"

"Don't be sorry, Lass. You've got a lot of recovering to do still. I know that."

She could hear the hurt in his voice. "I'm sorry, really Ewan. It's me, not you, I promise-"

"Avanda." His voice was gentle. "It's alright, really. You're still healing. I get that."

Avanda wiped her eyes. "I'm sor-"

Ewan laughed a little, "For God's sake you're gonna give Addie a run for his money. There's nothing to be sorry for, love. He hurt you, and you're healing. You know as well as anyone that healing takes time." He fidgeted with the edge of a blanket as he spoke, keeping his hands busy so that they wouldn't find their way to the side of her face. 

"I just-I want to hold your hand, Ewan. I just...I can't. Not yet. And it scares me; I don't know when I will again." 

Ewan chewed his lip a little as he thought. "I...I may have an idea." He shifted, sitting cross legged on the couch and facing her. He rubbed his hands together. "Here, put your hands up, like this." He put his hands up, palms facing her. She frowned, mirroring him and moving hesitantly to rest her hands against his, jaw twitching and forehead creased into a frown. Ewan shook his head, leaning back so that they didn't touch. 

"No. See, I'll hold my hands here, perfectly still, and you can move as close as you want. Stop while you still feel comfortable." He explained. His face twisted into a soft smile, "It'll be like a game."

Avanda frowned a little. "Ewan…"

"Just give it a try?"

She sighed, rellenting and holding her hands up. She guessed there was about a foot between them. Her gaze flicked up to meet Ewan's, and she fought a smile back as she saw his face. His eyes were wide and full of excitement and hope, his crooked grin splitting his face as he nodded to her in encouragement. Avanda let the smile win, pushing her hands towards his. She paused at six inches, the smile fading into a more confused look. 

"This is all the closer I can go, I'm-"

"That's amazing!" Ewan said, nodding quickly. "That's perfect, Lass. Do you want to just sit like this for a while?"

Avanda stared at their hands for a while. "Yes." She whispered. 

"Alright. Perfect. How was your day?"

"What?" Her frown deepened as she looked away from her hands, looking at Ewan. 

"How was your day?" He repeated. 

"It was…fine? I'm still really overwhelmed." She admitted. 

"There's a lot going on." Ewan agreed. "Is there any way I can help?"

"I don't think so. Not yet. I just…" she sighed, "I have so many triggers. And they're all so...frequent. I had four panic attacks this morning, and that was before I even went down to the base."

"I'm sorry. Do the breathing exercises help?"

"When I remember them. But that's usually the last thing on my mind." Avanda was vaguely aware that her hands had crept slightly closer to his. It was a millimeter maybe, but it was closer. 

"I can help you with them." Ewan said. "You can call me, or text me, and I can help walk you through them if I'm not around. If you think that would help?"

"Y-yeah, actually that might. Thank you." 

"Do the crew know? They could help you too, I'm sure of it-"

"No." Avanda shook her head. "Not-not yet. I'm-just not yet."

"Ok. Ok that's just fine. But it may not be a bad idea to think of someone else that could help if you can't get a hold of me. Just think on it, right?"

"Ok." Avanda was surprised at how natural this felt. "Ewan, what's--what're we doing?"

"Holding hands." He answered, "Holding hands and talking."

"This?"

"Yes. From now on, this is how we'll do it. Anytime you want to hold my hand, just put your hand up like this," He put a hand down, leaving the other up like it was resting on a pane of glass, "and I'll do the same. Then you can move as close as you like."

"And what about when you want to hold hands?"

Ewan shrugged. "It goes both ways then. Would it help if I asked for permission first?"

Avanda felt her heart sink. "Maybe...just for now. I'm-"

"Good. Then I will."

Avanda was silent for a long time. She could feel tears building up in her throat as her fingers spread and flexed, Ewan mimicking her as though each finger were attached by a string. 

"Why are you doing this?" She finally asked in a broken whisper. "Ewan, why? All this effort…"

"Because I love you." Ewan said evenly. "And because it's my job to make sure you feel safe. And I'll do anything it takes to show you just how much I love you."

Avanda wiped her eyes again. "Thank you."

"Of course, Lass."

"I love you, too."

"I know."

Ewan sighed and leaned against the wall, his eyes closing. He was exhausted. Nothing seemed to be slowing down, in fact, things were just getting even more chaotic. 

"Hey," the soft voice caught his attention and he picked his head up, eyes opening as he forced a smile. 

"Hey."

Avanda held her hand up, and he mirrored her. It had been about a month now since they'd started this system, and Ewan loved that it seemed to be working. Avanda closed the distance between them to about an inch now. Closer than she'd gotten so far. 

Ewan looked at her and smiled again, before it faded at the serious look in her eyes. 

"What's the matter?"

"You're allowed to break." She whispered. 

"What do you mean?" 

She sighed a little. "Ewan, things are crazy. Chaotic and scary and just...you don't have to keep this strong composure up all the time."

"I-I do though." Ewan whispered, "I've been- I've be-been-been through-" he sighed, his jaw clenching as he scowled, trying to reign the stutter in. "I've been through wor-worse. I should be able to han-handle this."

"Ewan, please." He jumped a little as her other hand rested against the side of his face, eyes widening slightly at the action. "Please. Just because it could be worse doesn't mean that things are-- all fine and dandy here and now. Things are shit right now. It's alright to admit that. It's alright to break down."

Ewan nodded a little, licking his lips. "I s-sup-suppose you're right. But I just-what-what about you? I have to-to be here for you. I have to hold it to-together, because you need-"

"Ewan, if I'm the reason you're keeping everything all bottled up, then maybe we need to talk. This-I'm fine." She wiggled her fingers and drew his attention back to the small gap between their palms. "I'm healing. It's going to take time. A lot of time. You can't keep yourself trapped 'until I'm better' because who knows how long that's going to be?" Ewan nodded a little. Avanda pulled him so that their foreheads were pressed together. "Let me be here for you as much as you've been here for me, alright?"

Ewan nodded again, eyes fixed on Avanda's fingers, still hovering away from his. 

"Alright."

Avanda kissed him gently and her fingers curled into his hair. "Ewan, please don't make me tell you to cry."

Ewan laughed a little. 

"I'm serious! Just...just let it out, ok?" Her hand broke away from his and she pulled him into a hug, hands running up and down his back and neck. Ewan buried his face into her hair and let the tears flow silently. 

He wanted to hold her too. To wrap his arms around her and ball his fists around her flannel the way she did when he held her through a panic attack, but he knew she wouldn't be ready for that. He could tell that she was already sacrificing her comfort for his just by being this close to him. So he let his fingers toy with the end of her braid, and he let his thumb rub gently up and down her spine where his hand rested on the small of her back. And he let himself cry. Which was more than he had given himself in a long time. 

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