#guys i threw uo again

[omenics]

alcohol is the devils drink i slept on the bathroom floor

#› ..spells ! #guys i threw uo again #i hate alcohol #im currently dying #i have a baseball tourney to be in #im dying

[t00turnttrauma]

good luck- drw

One where you're also in a band (playing drums) and secretly dating Danny and u guys play the same show and then go off for a quicky backstage cause u guys both loved watching eachother (sorry it's specific had a dream lmao)

AHHHHH. Yes. This is the one.

warnings: semi-public sex, unprotected sex

You twirled your drumsticks, nervously chewing the gum Danny had dropped in your mouth earlier. He chewed it for a minute, realizing that it was spearmint and not regular mint. Usually, gum would have lasted you hours but right now, it no longer tasted like anything.

“This is it,” Marceline sighed, fixing her earpiece.

You tapped your sticks together, trying to hype yourself up. “Fucking fuck,” you whispered, seeing Danny in the third row as the lights flashed over him. He was sat between Sam and Josh, whispering something to Sam. Someone ushered you out to the stage. You took a seat at your kit, getting used to the set uo again. During rehearsals, you’d gotten nervous. Your chair was fixated to the ground and didn’t twist. They told you that there wasn’t enough time to find you another chair, one to accommodate the single request you had.

You settled in, waiting for your cue. Marceline began with the opening chords, and you waited a few beats before smacking your drums as the lights lit up the entire stage. The muscle memory took over and Janey began singing. With the alternating lights, you struggled to see the crowd. Janey smiled at you and you slowed down for the part you sang. The lights calmed down for your section of the song and you could see your wonderful boyfriend still dancing along.

“Are we ready?” You teased. “Janey, take it.”

The tiny drum solo began, and you let out a laugh before going crazy.

The song went semi-smoothly, well received by the audience. The camera that was fixated on a crane flew past you a few times, making you nervous. You weren’t used to them, and they were distracting. The fixated chair also threw you off, making the first verse slightly off beat. You walked off stage, tucking the drumsticks into your boots.

“That was so amazing!” Marcie smiled, handing her guitar to the man waiting. He also took Janey’s.

“I agree, Marcie,” Danny said. He’d stripped off his suit jacket, placing it around your shoulders.

You followed him to the temporary dressing rooms, watching as he discarded the matching vest and white button up for a glittered vest. He was also performing, after a few more awards were presented. The temporary room was just PVC pipes holding up solid black sheets with a single waist high box and cheap mirror.

“You looked so fucking hot out there,” he sighed as soon as he was done getting dressed.

You folded the jacket over your hands, holding it in front of you. “And you looked so good dancing for me.”

“Have I ever told you that you drum like you fuck?” He pulled you into a deep kiss, taking the gum from your mouth. He bent down, grabbing the drumsticks from your boot. “For good luck,” he winked, blowing a bubble before disappearing behind the curtains.

You shook your head, going back to the seats. You were sitting apart, separated by Beyoncé, Taylor Swift, and Miley Cyrus.

Miley grabbed your arm as you walked past her. You didn’t make it a habit to stop and talk to A-listers as many of them questioned why you were talking to them. Instead, Miley grinned. “That was awesome! You rock!”

“Thank you,” you blushed, taking a seat in the second row between Marcie and Janey.

You waited for the presentations to begin. You scrolled through your phone uninterested in whoever the contenders for the best classical album were. With the screen dim, you opened the text from Danny. You opened the attachment, quickly closing the app as your face reddened. It was a photo of Danny’s hard cock, desperate for your touch. You took a shaky breath and Marcy placed a hand on yours.

“Just the nerves coming down,” you lied.

When Danny came out on stage, no one would ever think that the guy smiling and handing out roses to the people he passed on his way to the drum kit was hiding an erection. You watched him intently, making eye contact with him multiple times during the set. Watching his arms flex and his face make the expressions that turned your legs into jelly had you feeling all hot and bothered before the song was even halfway. You made eye contact with Sam. He’d been watching it all, amused with the eye sex you and Danny were having in a room full of people.

The minute the song was over, you were running to the stage, rushing to the space Danny had changed before the song. You beat him there, sitting on the box. He was pleasantly surprised to see you there.

“Now,” you breathed.

“I need more context,” he chuckled, settling between your thighs.

“Fuck me,” you said, yanking his vest apart. He did the same to your button up, sending buttons flying. His hands pulled your skirt up and around your hips, pushing your panties to the side.

“So wet,” he commented.

You nodded. “You always do this to me.” You unbuttoned his slacks, pushing them down around his thighs.

Danny tenderly pushed into you, giving you a moment to adjust and scooting you closer. He was quick to set a rough pace. You placed a hand over your mouth, gripping the edge of the box with your other hand. He took his bottom lip between his teeth, focusing on getting to the euphoric place. Your fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing furiously.

Someone outside called your name. The risk hit you and you opened your eyes. Danny shook his head, replacing the hands between your legs with his. “Cum for me, doll, come on.”

“And the winner for the best music video is-“

“Fuck!” You cried, drowning out whoever the winner was. The orgasm coursed through your body, causing you to quiver.

Danny pulled out, pulling his pants up quickly and wrapping the jacket around your body. “That’s you, Y/N.”

“What?” you asked groggily, trying to catch your breath.

Janey yanked the curtain open. “We won and they want us to make a speech!” She hissed.

You looked ridiculous with Danny’s jacket on over your miniskirt. You also walked like a newborn giraffe on a frozen pond, standing shakily on stage. Marceline chuckled when she saw you.

“Any words?” She asked.

You looked at the award. “Just a thank you to everyone who as supported us. And sorry for the outfit, had a little malfunction.”

Janey snickered and the audience laughed. The camera cut to the other hostess on another stage, announcing that the commercials were coming.

Danny met you on the side of the stage, wrapping an arm around you. “That was hot.”

“Yeah it was,” you sighed.

“Seeing my cum running down your leg on national television is the peak moment of my life.”

You looked down at your legs, seeing nothing there. “Fuck off, Danny.” He laughed, leading you to the hallways that led to the parking lots. You turned to look up at him. “Hey, did they give you a spinning chair?”

Danny nodded, “what about you?”

“Motherfuckers,” you grumbled.

tags:  @agirlwithmanytastes @groggyvanfleet @gretnabancheese @doodle417 

#danny wagner #danny gvf #daniel wagner #danny x reader #sam gvf #sam kiszka #sam #sam kiszka gvf #sam x reader #greta van fleet #gretavanfleet #greta van fleet x reader #greta van fleet smut #greta van fleet fanfic #josh gvf #josh kiszka #joshua kiszka #jake kiszka #jake #jacob kiszka #jake gvf #jake kiszka x reader

[zuffer-weird-girl]

You want a chubby Kai hurt/comfort ask? Alright chubby Kai feels that he doesn’t look good enough to be with angel because Angel has this one handsome friend so Angel asks him what’s wrong

"For God's sake..." he grumbled as he was having a battle against the buttons of his shirt, trying to close his attire to just start the day for once.

"Need any help love?" You giggled from the bathroom as hos golden orbs narrowed before sighing and rolling his eyes. Giving uo on the dress shirt and hoing for anothe rone on his closet instead.

He would be lying if he blame it on you for his gain weight but was not entirely wrong about the issue as well. He had spacked off on his aleating habbits a bit over the past year, still remaining eating healthy things like always but increasing his appetite with some... appetitiziers you had suggested.

"Hey dont get mad at me!" You cooed as he huffed a annoyed sigh, buttoning up his shirt before he tensed at your warm embrace from behind while nuzzling on his shoulders blades.

"Enough." His hands brushed you off but you smiled instead of being offended. Knowing that even despite the years of dating, your boyfriend wasn't one used to touch neither be touched... but the tips of his ears getting all red over a simple kiss on his back and hug told you everything that he packed off on saying.

"Geez, grumpy today aren't we?" You pouted as he fixed his shirt and put on his jacket.

"If you stop commenting about my humor dearest I will take you out to that place you wanted badly." He flinched at your excited and surprised gasp before receiving a kiss on his covered cheek as you printed off to get your things as he scoffed, gloved fingers brushing against the area where your lips had been.

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"There's that stand of crepes over there!" You tugged on his jacket as he deadpanned at you.

"If I remember correctly you saw the issue with my prwvious shirt this morning didn't you?" He arched one of his eyebrows up as you pouted.

"Is just a shirt Kai! Come on!!" You looked at him with puppy eyes "Is not every day we get one pleasee??"

That damn look of yours was gonna be the death of him...

Sighing and hating himself at already feeling aome sorta of craving for the sweet, he picked his wallet on his pocket as you squealed happily.

No one could tell by looking at his eyes that he was actually happy... seing your face brighten up like that just because of a simple sweet that HE bought to you was slightly... like a warm feeling inside his chest.

He could simply overhaul someone or his commurates that joked that he had grew "soft" on both ways because of you... but he couldn't deny it either.

"Which one will you get?" You asoed with a smile as he handed the cash and soon got his napkin put to rub his gloved hands.

"None. You asked for it, so only you get one." He eyed your pouty lips as he sighed, rubbing your cheek affectionaly, a rare sign of affection from him "Stop with that face. Im fine."

The man handed the sweet to you as he walked a bit away, waiting for you to catch up with him until he noticed you talking excitedly with another male.

His eyes immediately narrowed at the sign but before he could actually just pry you off and kill the young male he notices something... the guy had a fair share of muscles, much more than he jad before gaining weight. He was constantly speaking with a bright smile on his face as he stood way too close to his liking near you.

You... actually looked like a coupke from afar.

His teeth gritted as his hands tightened into fits... remenbering that for a long time now he couldn't even see himself in the freacking mirror anymore. Not only he had an illness but also was disgusting on appearance as well?

Constantly he got intrusive thoughts that you should have someone better. A man that could bare to have you clinged onto him qithout getting tense over it, a guy who actually took you out on dates constantly and also didn't got you in danger like he did... someone with better appearance...

"Kai?" His thoughts were interrupted when he heard your voice, looking at him with some sorta of worry "You're standing there for a while now... didn't even came when I called you to meet my friend."

He stayes quiet.. bored look locked with yours as he merely sighed, started to walk and waved at you.

"I have other places to be with. Need to finish a job Pops assigned to me."

"Oh.." you muttered, dissapointed present on yoir voice at only heating he was going to be busy for the rest of the day "Then maybe on the evening we-"

"Dont wait up. I might only be free by night time." He eued you for a bit before sighing and looking ahead of him "Dont bother with it."

"I see.." you muttered, his heart clenching at seing you, once so cheerful now just looking like a cloud was over your head...

Yet he decided to ignore.

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He couldn't even concetrate on his work anymore... evertime he got closer to qrite or sign somwtjing he could feel his stomach double over as the movement made his ahirt and pants feel tigher than before.

"Fucking fat ass." He growled in anger as he signed with more forece than necessary a paper and almost threw it on some pile before heating some knocks "Say your name and bussines."

"Hi." You cooed, showing aprehensively your face on the door as he arched an eyebrow at your presence.

"I recalled you had other places to be qith at this time?" He said while looking at the clock stuck on the wall as you aproached his desk with a cup.

"Yeah, but it got cancelled... So-!" You put the warm cup on his desk "I thought maybe a treat could bright up the day of my handsome boyfriend."

He scoffed at that word... "handsome"... sure, as if he could be now in the state he is in.

"What is this?" He looked down at the cup and saw a white cloud with bits of caramel on top of it.

"A frappuccino!" You skiled brightly "I saw it on the menu of a cafeteria and I thought you might like it."

His eyes soften at your gesture but still he was adamant on just even breathing near that thing... it looked like one gulp of that he could gain at least 100 pounds...

"I appreciate your gesture, but Im curring all the sugary things for now." He scoffed while pushing the drink back to you before turning to get on his laptop.

The hurt you felt wasn't what bothered you but what Chisaki has been doing all day... Getting away from you like you were the plague and everything eatible at this point.

"Ok. I know how much you hate when I get like this, but what the hell is going on?" Your words seemes to stop Chisaki right when he was about to write something as he looked at you with only one narrowed eye...

"I beg you pardon?"

"Kai you cant say to me that you dont like caramel anymore! You hadn't eat nothing but a freacking apple all day and been avoiding me as well!" You exclaimed qith open arms, lowering them as well as your gaze, feeling your vision burn a bit at the feeling of tears forming "Did... did I do something..?"

A sigh once again escaped his lips, gloved fingers brushing over his darkbrow looks as he thought over his next words... Lying would get him no where and he absolietly hated the aspect of it...

Getting up he walked over you. His fingers picking on your chin and tilting it up to meet his eyes.

"You did nothing. Its only a problem of mine."

"So what is it?" You put your bottom lip out as your eyebrows furrowed. The sign of it made his own furrow deep as his jaw tighten.

"... I.." he sighed, seeing that you wouldn't back off until you knew exactly what was going on "The incident with the shirt and that encounter you had quth your friend just.. Made me think that I fallen out of shape... If I dont stop with this nonsense I might look like that filthy hero fatgum or worse... I wouldn't want you to have shame while walking besides me anyway."

It was so quiet after he finished his rants he swore he could hear his hearbeat on your ears as he waited anxiously for some sorta of response to him. Anything. Really.

"... all this because you gained a couple of pounds?" Ypu finally asked as he gritted his teeth, only to widenhis eyes at the few giggles that escaped your mouth "S-Seriously?"

"You little br-" before he could finish it yoh had pulles his mask down to kiss his lips. The shock was evident on his eyes and his body was tense and arms awkwardly hanging in the air until finally he eased uo and holdee your waist while finally kissing you back.

"You should know by now.." you panted after the kiss ended "That no matter the size or shape, I love you. Just like you dont care a bit if I gained or lost weight you love me to no ends..." you cupped his cheek as he could only stare deep i to your eyes. Someyhing you didn't know, it was that he was looking at you with so much love and adoration that even hurted.

"So that friend of yours you dont have any interest?" He carresed your hips with his thumb as you shook your head with a smile, rubbing noses against eachother.

"Nope."

"Perfect. One less sick in this world." He smirked at your gasp and call of his name in desperation, but you stoll remained glued to him.

The moment he could describe as it almost perfect if it wasn't for some intruder.

"Hey fatass we got a problem down and you need to get there." He only arched an eyebrow at Rappa but soon felt the dark airea coming out of you as you stared at Rappa with rage.

"Kai.. my beautiful man. Would you mind if I take someyhing of your office for just a bit?" He eyed you suspociouslu but nodded.

His eyes widened when you grabbed the sword Pops gave to him years ago and chased after Rappa screaming obscenities that he never thought he would have heard it from you. Especially from you.

He stared a bit astonished at where you left only to notice the drink you had brought to him. Taking into his hand he took a tentative sip before sighing in bliss.

"Sweet.."

#chubby kai x reader #chubby overhaul #chubby overhaul x reader #chubby chisaki kai x reader #bnha villains x reader #bnha villains #bnha fanfictions #bnha fanfics #zuffer writings

[dc-superhero]

Red and Blue - blue beetle x reader

The team are both surprised and suspicious when a young girl turns up with a scarf just like Jaime's and the Reach. But Jaime is just star struck, not to mention Scarab is pestering him over you.

"It’s a simple mission. Well split up into two groups. M'gann, Superboy, Bart, L'gann Boy and myself in one group, Nightwing, Blue Beetle, Wondergirl and Robin in the other."

Aqualad looked round at the members present in the meeting, some were busy either dealing with their own problems or helping their mentors whilst others had to deal with issues from their own lives. He was fine with the group assembled though, all experienced and practical fighters, well maybe except Impulse.

In return the group nodded, resdy to suit up for the mission and head out.

"This is so crash, an undercover covert mission, ninjas and a cool tropical island. Not gonna be feeling the mode today, woo !"

As the others dissembled to board the Bio-ship and rests themselves for the mission, Impulse dashed over to his best bud Blue Beetle chatting away at a hundred miles a minute. Unlike the others these covert missions were new to him, he’d only arrived about two weeks ago and found everything to be just as exciting and crash as people in the future told him, like Nathaniel or his parents. He couldn’t get over the fact he was here, especially with friends like Jaime.

"Sshshh Ese, my head hurts so a little quieter please."

Jaime grumbled at the now Moder speedster who looked a little sadder from finding out Jaime wasn’t as excited as him. Seeing this the Blue Beetle warrior decided to try and push past his raging headache from lack of sleep, too much coffee and finals coming up.

"It’s pretty cool I guess. Ninjas are crash."

Bart's smile instantly lifted into a big grin as he started his rambling once again about "covert missions are crash", "the past is so awesome" and "I really love chicken wizzies, do you have any ?". Pain radiated through his head, put he ignored it to both to stop his friend from getting disheartened and also to help him concentrate better on the mission at hand.

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Santa Larisco Island 20:18 July

With one team covering the ground and another circling the perimeter of the island, the mission started off smoothly. The two sons of Batman were more skilled than the bets ninjas on the island and easily snuck past their defences, hacking the mia frame of the eco outer within the temple-like base. With the defences now down, Kaldur signalled his team to go in, the mind-link set up among them by M'gann.

"Okay Robin, Nightwing start downloading the information on The Light and it's partners. Everybody else it’s your mission to take in the wanted criminals here who have escaped Belle Rev. Icicle jnr, Shimmer and Bane are reported to be here on the island."

A series of "on it"s and "yes" rattled through their leader's mind as the others made their way across the island. Well except for one person. Jaime Reyes couldn’t explain 2hag it was but something was drawing him to turn away from Wondegirl and Eobin and to explore further into the jungle. It was stupid, probably his mind going a little nuts from sleep deprivation but those thoughts were swept away when Scarab spoke up.

"I sense it too, Jaime Reyes, there’s some energy source coming from that grove. You must get closer so I can scan for what it is."

In his usual commanding voice Scarab's words were th last push that sent Jaime off to explore what was letting off the strange energy. Distracted by the computer and coding, both Nightwing and Robin didn’t notice whilst Wondergirl began to fly off to aid Spuerboy against Icicle jnr.

Wing ready, he took off flying low just over the treetops scanning the ground with keen eyes until he noticed light red waves pulsing out from below the trees. Like a heart beat the pulses would expand and then contract, in this nearly crimson colour.

"The energy is from another scarab, Jaime Reyes. You must investaigte now. If it is another scary you just terminate them !"

Jaime rolled his eyes at his Scarab's usual persistence of "terminating", which he threw in way too much. Only the other day when Bart has invited him over to the Allen's house has the Scarab insisted they "terminate" Iris and Barry's twins for sticking gum in his hair.

"I’m not going to terminate them!"

Annoyed and now suffering from a full-blown migraine, Jaime snapped at his scrab but did begin to descend from the treetops.

As he neared the ground he saw that the source of the energy was a young girl, clothes half burnt off from where he could see as she was rolled into a small ball facing away from him. However he did manage to see a long red gash travelling down the exposed area of her back. Inwardly he cringed at how much blood was coursing out of it. Whoever this girl was she needed medical trade,not and stat.

"The Scarab user is injured Jaime. Finish her now whilst she’s out."

Jaime swore he could almost hear Scarab's inner evil chuckle.

"No. There will be no terminating. She’s hurt. Even if she’s a scarab user she’s clearly injured."

Cautiously, he approached you, kneeling down next to your form. Your (h/c) hair was covering your face, and it was clear that the front of you was much more exposed than the back of you. Clearly, you’d been shot at, around the chest area with something that could disintegrate rather than a piercing bullet.

"Chica, whoever you are, wake up. I promise I-"

Just as Jaime reached his hand out to brush your hair from you face, trying his best to be cautious and act harmless, you suddenly and swiftly sat up, grabbing the hand reaching four you and twisting his arm. Jaime let out a shriek of pain, Scarab telling him "I told you so", as his sonic canon activate on his free arm, raising it fire at you.

However to both his horror and surprise, he was met with another sonic blaster, but red in contrast to his blew. The pair of you remained there, kneeled and sat on the floor, arms raised to fire at each other whilst your other froze on his. Eyes wide, and mouth a small "O" shape, Jaime imagined your look of surprise mirrored his.

Sure he’d known beforehand that you had a Scarab, but it still took him by surprise to see another one like him.

You on the other hand were having a far worse time. Pain pulsed from your legs, arms, back. You name it, it hurt. Even your pinky toes radiated with pain. To make it worse here you were, on some random forest floor, unable to remember how you got here with a sonic blaster obnoxiously pushed up into your face. This day was shit.

"What happened to me?" Brain a jumbled mess you tried to remember what had happen3d as your eyes never left those of the boy in forms of you. Under other circumstances you might have found him cute.

"Upon escaping the Reach we suffered a blast too the chest from Black Beetle's Ion canon. We are lucky to be alive right now (y/n)."

"Ohhhh"

This time you let out an audible response which surprised Jaime a little as you seemed to break a way from your death stare at him.

Upon doing this his eyes travelled away from stare and then did he realise something. Something he probably should’ve noticed sooner. So,etching that Scarab would remind him of many times in e future to come.

You were naked around the front, exposing well your middle, and other parts north of their.

"Gahhh! I’m sorry..."

Like an arrow he shoot uo from where he was kneeling next to you and scurried further away, hands covering his eyes.

"Jaime Reyes to not cover your eyes when the enemy is about. You won’t be able to terminate them."

Jaime felt his face go red as he turned to face you a little, peeking from in between his fingers.

"Oh my god !"

Letting out a squeal, you instantly folded your arms over your chest, quickly turning away from the boy as you felt your face blossom into a colour so red it matched your beetle. Turns out you were half naked, high your Scarab decided not to tell you.

"You creep, coming near me like that when I’m like this ! I don’t care if you’re another beetle user, I’m going to kill you..., well when I get a shirt on I will!"

Frustrated, angered and afraid you screeched at the boy, the Blue beetle user, as he gave you a sheepish look before starting to talk into what you guessed was an earpiece of some kind.

"Blue Beetle, come in Kaldur.....yeah I’m on the south side....you guys fly the Bio-ship. I found something you’ll want to see."

By the way he spoke you guessed he was addressing others, maybe a team ? A cold gust of air sucked you out of your thoughts as your arms covering your chest tightened a little, a feeble attempt to generate a little bit of warmth. Stuck outside in the middle of the night with your clothes torn to pieces, you were definitely starting to feel the cold.

"Jaime Reyes the other scarab user is cold. The female will develop hypothermia. As you don’t want to terminate her, I suggest warming her up."

Jaime eyed your shivering body, to which you glared back in return as you didn’t take to his wondering gaze kindly. Sure the others were on the way but you looked freezing and it would be embarrassing to meet a whole group of people without something covering your upper half properly.

"Ay I guess you’re right."

Sighing, Jaime retracted his blue better form, the suit disappearing to reveal him in his civvies. Eyes wide you watched as the blue beetle revealed himself to be a quite attractive young man, around your age with jet black hair and dark warm eyes. Warm. Oh you wished you were warm, as another shiver rattled your injured and tired body.

"Take caution (y/n), the blue beetle is still a threat."

Your scarab's calm but bristled voice washed through your mind and you knew she had a point. However when Jaime started to unzip his hoodie, leaving him in a T-shirt and offering his source of warmth to you, you threw caution to the wind.

"Here, use this."

Still cautious, he approached you, making sure to look you directly in the eyes.....no wondering glances. In return yiu looked up at him, wary at first until a small smile formed on your face.

"Thank you....."

You trailed off, not knowing his name.

"Jaime Reyes."

He knew it was dumb to tell a stranger, potentially a threat his secret identity, but he found himself trusting you, just a little bit. Perhaps it was because you had something in common. The shared dilemma of having an alien creature stuck on your back.

"Well thank you Jaime Reyes."

You took the hoodie with a smile and quickly put it on, zipping it up and allowing warmth to flood you. Warmth from Jaime wearing it....

A small blush adorned your cheeks as you realised the strange boy, who for one had seen half of you naked had given you his hoodie that was coated in a nice boyish smell like mint and pine leaves and cinnamon.

"Your hormone levels are spiking (y/n), it appears you are attracted to the one who calls himself Jaime Reyes."

At your scarabs words, your blush darkened and you jerked upright like an arrow. Jaime raised an eyebrow at your reaction, seeing your blush and strange behaviour.

"Maybe the female scarab user has a fever."

Scarab's words made sense, and Jaime nodded to himself. That sounded about right, your red face and jerky actions definitely made it seem like you were sick. You certainly felt a little sick, still a little chilly even with Jaime's hoodie and your injuries were worsening the longer you went without attending to them.

The large cut across your back ached and you could almost feel the cool chill of the blood surrounding it, you probably looked very beaten and bloody. Blood loss, nausea and fatigue started to set in, your body had fought for so long and finally now you believed you were saved, or at least were going to be taken off that damn island.

"Your losing too much blood (Y/n), you need medical attention now, or you’ll pass out."

Scarab's warning words almost sounded sympathetic as they resonated through your head. Now that you thought about it you did feel sleepy, so so sleepy....

Eyes falling shut your body and mind finally gave up fighting, giving into the peaceful lull of slumber. Seeing your collapsing body, Jaime rushes forwards catching you before you hit the ground in his arms. The quite small breaths leaving your lips reassured him that you were dead but rather sleeping and he let out a sigh of relief.

"She’s not dead, thank god. Migraine, mid terms and a dead girl to top it all off, sounds like a crappy day."

Up close now he could see the damage done to you, blood spotting your shredded shirt as your wide gashes still dripped with blood.

"Jaime the female has fainted. Her blood levels are low and she appears malnourished. Medical attention is needed immediately."

Surprisingly, Scarab was choosing to help you and your own Scarab out, not willing to let another one of his species die or at least their host.

"I know, I know. The others are almost here. She’ll be fine.....your safe now (y/n)."

Still sleeping, a tiny smile formed on your lips, almost as if you could hear Jaime's comforting words.

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Might make a part two, let me know if you want one and what I should write next !

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#blue beetle x reader #jaime reyes x reader #young justice #young justice imagine #x reader

[zairapvrker]

Can I request something with calum where you guys have kids and since school is cancelled because of the quarantine going on right now they have to teach them school at home and try to keep them entertained? ❤️

this is so incredibly cute! hope you’ll like this💖 (unedited)

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The alarm went off in yours and Calum’s bedroom, signaling the beginning of yet another day into quarantine. He groaned, lifting a single arm to stop it from blaring in the four-walled room. After it was quiet again, he pulled you in closer as you chuckled. “The peace won’t last long” you reminded him with a smile, your eyes still closed. 

“Shh, if you don’t say it, it isn’t true” he spoke, voice husky and laced with sleep. You just giggled, knowing full well that it was just a matter of time before the serenity and quiet of the morning were going to be disrupted. 

As if on cue, you heard loud giggling making its way closer and closer to the room, before the door burst open and in came the two curly-haired siblings that wasted no time jumping on the bed. “Mum, dad wake up, wake up wake up!” they chanted, shaking both you and Calum. They continued until the two of you sat up, welcoming them in hugs and promising them that you were up. They were quick to be out the door, surely directed to the kitchen for breakfast.

Since you still hadn’t had the chance, you pecked Calum on the lips. “Good morning sunshine” you said with a smile, earning one right back.

Being home all together was something that you all appreciated despite the terrible circumnstances that had put you in the situation. You were going to make the best out of this scary time. Explaining why suddenly there was going to be no school, and that you couldn’t go out unless strictly necessary, for a while to your kids had been something both you and Calum had taken very seriously. Although they were still little, you wanted them to understand to the best of their terms of comparison why this was happening and how serious the situation was and how safety and mindfulness of the rules were key.

Mostly you spent your days following the program the teachers had emailed you, trying your harderst to make it a fun learning experience for them: granted it was still just colors, shapes, numbers and the alphabet. 

Calum had taken it upon himself to teach them both how to play bass. It was a daily thing now, after schoolwork was done it was music time with dad. The twins had both wanted to learn the bass as soon as Calum asked which one of the instruments they liked better in the music room, making him smile so widely his cheeks almost hurt. Kai had also taken a liking to piano while Maisie was intrigued by the guitar and at this rate you were convinced they would exit this quarantine as full on musicians.

Watching them play with him was one of your favourite things. They’d have two basses plugged into the amp and as they sat, taking turns, on Calum’s lap he would guide their fingers to play the bassline. At times they got competitive, trying to impress their dad better than the other, but Cal was quick to explain that there was no need to race, it wasn’t a competiton.

They had also decided they wanted to be bakers, having you help them bake every other day. It was a challenge keeping them occupied throughout the day but you did it happily.

“Mom?” Maisie asked you as she happiy finished colouring the last of the pictures for art class, under Calum’s scrutiny. “Can we watch cartoons today?”

“Sure we can” you answered as you checked Kai’s worksheet. 

“Disney ones?” chirped up the boy, looking up at you. You nodded smiling, giving him back his paper so he could stack it in his binder. 

“Alright, are you all finished with homework?” checked Calum, gaining a positive cheer back. “Then everything goes back to its place in your rooms” he reminded them, wanting to sound at least a little intimidating, but failing miserably.

“Yes, dad!” Maisie and Kai both put all their notebooks and folders back into their backpacks before sprinting to their rooms.

“This parenting thing keeps getting better” Calum sighed as he watched after them lovingly. You patted his chest, planting a kiss to his cheek. “Remember what you just said once we’ll have to deal with boyfriends and girlfriends” 

He grunted. “Don’t wanna think ‘bout that yet” you laughed as you got up from the kitchen table, just as the twins re-emerged from the hallway and went straight to their DVD collection to start choosing movies to watch.

“I wanna watch Mulan!” yelled Maisie, while Kai vigorously shook his head. “Well, I wanna watch Tangled instead” he stomped his foot, but before anyone could yell another word, Calum swooped in and picked both of them up.

“Hey, no fighting!” he scolded. “We can watch both” he said, making their frowns into smiles.

“Tangled first!” Kai threw his hands up in the air, making his sister sigh. “Okay” she conceded.

As the opening scene lit uo the screen, you all snuggled up on the couch, and you let your head rest on Calum’s shoulder. Although this was a hard time you were grateful for what you had.

“Thank you for being here every step of the way” you whispered in Cal’s ear. He turned his head to look at you, smiling lovingly as he place a kiss on top of your head. “Wouldn’t have it any other way, love” he murmured.

“Shh!” came the complaint from the twins, who didn’t even turn their heads to look at their parents, too engrossed in the movie, making the both of you laugh.

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It's me yet again lol. Sorry. IF you can could write something on Todoroki overusing both his quirks and it leads to him having a really strange fever and maybe vomiting because his body just went crazy about being cold and hot at the same time. (If you can include some fainting too :3) dont know who takes care of him or helps him, is uo to you. But only if yoh and whenever you want! Have a nice day and stay safe!

E. This is too much | Todoroki Shoto

Yes!!! If you kept sending this ideas maybe I’ll open the BNHA related, I don’t know but ahhh. And so sorry for being late!! ): I really hope you like it💗 have a nice day too!

‘‘Okay, this is the last exercise of the day. Don’t mess up.’‘

Aizawa sighed, after guiding them to the woods. All of the class were already tired because of the training, however, this was the last and it made them a bit relieved after all.

They were separated in groups, so that way they wouldn’t be lost in the woods. Bakugo, Kirishima, Momo and Todoroki were a team, so they walked to their way to start doing their training.

Kirishima was trying to not get the explosion of Katsuki burn his entire body with his hardening, while Todoroki was making ice non-stop till he was tired and then he burned part of the woods and vice versa. Momo on the other hand, was doing her thing in a side of a three, too tired to be able to talk.

They were doing fine the first twelve minutes, however, Todoroki had started to feel a bit hot and achy. His entire body was feeling strange to the point of shaking. A shudder crossed his spine and he winced.

“Maybe I overused my quirk.” He murmurs, breathing heavily and shakily through his mouth, still trying to do his training as he heard the angry yells of Bakugou. That made his head ache more.

Everything was fine, but Todoroki’s body seemed to not be that fine at all. His vision started to blur and now his entire body was shaking like crazy. Maybe he needed to stop. This wasn’t normal.

“Geez.”

Todoroki frozes in his place when he felt nausea coming through, so he stopped doing ice. Leaving the woods in front of him completely frozen, but he didn’t care at all. He was trying to breath and calm down, however, his breath was still uneasy and heavy through his mouth and he felt a los of sweat running down his brow and back, something revolved inside of him and he felt cold. Nausea was almost killing him.

What the hell was happening to him?

“Calm down, calm down.” He whispered to himself, biting his lips and closing his eyes as he felt a hot wave of fire revolve his entire body.

It was like if some washing machine was deteriorated and so, it was moving everywhere inside of him. Shōto opened his mouth and spitted a bit of foul-tasting saliva, without opening his eyes. Everything was moving, his body and the woods.

He felt gross when a wet burp came up from his throat.

Todoroki placed a hand on his angry belly instinctively, and that made him lost his balance. Todoroki couldn’t help the moan of pain that left his mouth, as he tried to burn the ice on his frozen belly. That sound of pain alerted Momo on the first place.

Shoto gagged slightly, hoping the nausea would go away.

However, he was in some kind of panic right now, because he could feel the argue to puke, but his stomach was cold and he couldn’t. Everything felt so bad inside of him. He was feeling like absolutely crap on that moment, even a sob escaped his mouth. This was way worse than a cold or a stomach flu.

“Todoroki, you alright?” Momo said, when seh finally got close, trying to touch him when she saw how bad he looked, however, his hand got fired so she pulled away. She got worried. “Todoroki, what’s wrong? You can tell me...”

“Don’t k-know.”

His entire body burned like hell itself right now again, and Todoroki gagged unproductively, facing the ground and feeling saliva pouring down of his mouth non-stop. He was going to be sick sooner or later and he knew Momo was beside him, but it was dangerous for her to get close because he didn’t knew how his quirk would react. But he couldn’t even talk now to tell her to get away.

“Hey, Todoroki...”

He retched hard, both hands around his belly as he tried to not fall to the ground. He could feel his lunch on the back of his throat and the nausea was almost killing him. He just wanted to end all of this and just go to bed at this point. He regretted having eaten so much during lunch, everything would come back up. He knew it.

“Kirishima, Bakugo! Can you come here?! I think something’s wrong with Todoroki!”

Fuck. He thought, this time belching sickly a bit of bile into the frozen ground. His mouth was shaky and his chest was moving fast. He really was feeling worse as the time passed by and his headache became a migraine.

“Ha! The half-and-half idiot’s not that strong.”

“Bakugo, don’t be a dick.” Kirishima argues , this time getting closer to the half and half guy. “Todoroki, it’s fine if we call Aizawa sensei?”

Todoroki tried to answer, but a pained sob came out from him and within, a rush of pale and brown sick into the ground in front of him. Kirishima got surprised and moved away fast from the danger.

“Shit, dude.” He says, too much worried.

Todoroki belched a second time and threw up again on his already pool he had in front, his entire body shaking like crazy as his neck got soaked with cold sweat.

“I think he’s sick.” Momo said, too afraid to do something, as Todoroki’s body jerked again with a gag that brought up more stinky sick. “What should we do? We have to bring Aizawa-sensei. Maybe it’s his quirk, because it’s not normal how his body freezes and then burns.”

Bakugo stared at her, serious for the first time he had seen Todoroki’s state. Kirishima, however, tried to rub softly Todoroki’s back as he was still throwing up and sobbing. His touch felt hot but he could handle that. Todoroki coughed hard and cried again, as another mouthful of sick came up in a sickly splash. This time making his way up from his nose too. Everything hurted inside of him. He had never felt this way before.

Kirishima wrinkled his nose. But he understood that it wasn’t Shoto’s fault.

“Dud, after you finish, can tell me what happened to you?”

Todoroki was so embarrassed. He was the son of the number one hero and he was going to win against Midoriya. However, he couldn’t even do a training session without getting this sick. He was a fool. The memories of his past crossed his mind and he started to panic, he felt like he couldn’t breath.

“Geez. Try to breath dude, we’re here with you.” Kirishima says, not knowing what to do since it was something new to see Todoroki in that state full of tears and miserable.

He gagged a bit more, this time nothing but bile was coming out from him but the nausea was still on his shaky body. He could hear the little yell of Kirishima when his hand frozed.

“S-sorry.” Todoroki whispers with a rough voice because of the vomiting.

“Oí, half and half!”

“Bakugou, wait!” Momo tried to stop him, but she couldn’t. “We should call Aizawa sensei!”

“Fight with me!” The blonde pointed at him as Todoroki tried to focus on breathing and not fall down. “C’mon, you’re not that weak!”

“Bakugo, dude, he’s not in condition!” Kirishima was pissed of, and Momo went to Shoto to hold him since she made her anti fire and anti ice gloves.

Todoroki couldn’t help but lean on her, as he felt his stomach contract to bring more food, food that he didn’t have because he had already thrown up everything. He swallowed hard and let out a pained moan on Momo’s shoulder.

“Easy, Todoroki. We’ll go with Aizawa so you can rest.” She said, softly. Todoroki nodded. “Can you walk?”

Shoto hiccuped as a response, and Momo took him away just in time so he could gag bile in the ground painfully.

“I took that as a no.”

Bakugo was arguing with Kirishima, but still he was worried about the half-and-half bastard. He had never saw him like this.

“I’m going to bring Aizawa-sensei!” Bakugo finally said, as he saw the heaving from the other guy. “You owe me one, half-and-half bastard!”

Todoroki was grateful, even if the blonde said it that way. He knew how Bakugo was.

“Momo, can you do a wet towel? He looks like he’s burning now.”

Momo tried to answer, however, she almost freaked out when Todoroki almost fall in front of the ground. She reached him in time.

“Todoroki? Hey? Todoroki?”

Shoto couldn’t see clearly and he was still crying, everything was burning now and the only thing he wanted was to rest and stop his memories. Black circles crossed his vision, and before he knew he fainted in Momo’s arms.

“He passed out, Kirishima.” She said, worried.

“I’ll bring some water while we wait for Bakugo to come back.” He answers, trying not to panic. He was a hero, he couldn’t panic. “Don’t worry Momo, he’s strong. He’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, he’ll be fine.”

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PROMPT GAME #1

Totally unedited and I have to cut the storyline a little short, because well, its supposed to be a drabble. Ahahah ❤ and I decided to combine all promts you requested into one.

"Seriously Jeon? You have fucked everyone else and now you are finding girls in my home?" Y/N sighed and walked passed the shirtless male, grinnibg with his mouth full of cereal. Her cereal, in her house, using her bowl.

"Not my fault your roomate is hot," he winks, totally shameless about the fact that he and her so called roomate keep the whole house, specifically her, since shes the only other person in there anyway, awake all night, with their disgusting activities. Endless activities. "Cereal?"

Y/N rolled her eyes and grab the half eaten bowl and throw in the sink.

"No thanks, and thanks for offering, since that is my cereal in the first place. Now that you have disgraced this house, would you please get out so I can comfort my roomate when she realizes what an asshole you are and what a mistake she made?"

"Aww, come on Y/N why so grumpy? Someone not getting any?" Jungkook smirk, slipping on his shirt, thank god. He might be an asshole, but hes an asshole with a bod! And its hard to be snarky with his hard pecs staring back at her.

"Ive been getting plenty on my own, thanks," Y/N rolles her eyes again. "And I rather be dead than being with you in the same bed Jeon,"

"Oh come on Y/N, I know you wish I want you. Hey, maybe I do. Wanna gove it a try?" He winks, taunting her.

"Just get the fuck out Jeon," Y/N open the door and crossed her arms, waiting for Jungkook to walk himself out.

"Okay, okay, no need to be so hostile," he laughs and walks out. "See you babe. Just call me if you change your mind, I'll make time for you," he laughs before the door slammed at his back.

The rivalry between Y/N and Jungkook started so long ago that even Y/N cant remember how it even started or if its even relevant anymore. But what she knows is that she hates that fuckboy's guts. Walking around like he owbs the damn campus. Well, maybe it started whe Jungkook pull her braids at the playground when they were 5 or maybe it didnt. It doesnt matter anyway. What natters is that Y/N hates him.

Whole heartedly.

/////

"Ouch!" Y/N turns around as her hand hit a solid rock. A rock that makes a sound. Wait, what rock?

Theres an intruder in her bed!

Y/N freaks out and immediately sits up, a massive headache attacking her head like sharp needles before she takes in her surrounding.

This is not my room.

And I am definitely not alone.

Not just not alone... Y/N turns her head slowly and nervously to the side and screamed out when she sees Jungkook rubbing his head, evidence of being hit by her hand earlier, naked, only with a blanket covering his bottom half.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Geez woman, stop shouting. Its like too early for this," Jungkook rubs his eyes and yawns, totally unbothered by the fact that they are in bed together and naked.

"Get out! What are you doing in my bed?! What did you do to me?" Y/n starts hitting him.

"Yah! Stop it!" Jungkook catches her hands and hold it tight. "First of all, this is my bed. So the question you should ask is, what are you doing in my bed?" Jungkook smirked. "And second, you dont remember?"

"Remember what? What did you do to me?! I couldnt have done this on my own free will! Never!"

"Oh sweetheart, think it long and hard and maybe you will remember," he grins and lays back on the headboard, totally relax.

Y//N scrunched her nose, trying to remember, and slowly everything came back to her.

"I cant believe I missed the dateline for my Math project!" Y/N wailed to her friend. "Im so stressed oit. Urghhh!"

"Then I have good news my friend. Theres a party happening tonight, and I heard its gonna be big. Everyone is invited,"

"Then I'm in!"

"Wow, you are really stressed out. Nerdy Y/N saying yes to a party without hesitation? Amazing,"

/////

"Wow, never seen you at a party before," Jungkook grins towards Y/N as he sits on the kitchen counter of the packed house, a bottle of beer in his hand. "This is usually my forte,"

"Pissed off Jeon. Why are you everywhere," Y/N slurred, losing balance and almost fell if Jungkook didnt catch her.

"And definitely never seen you this drunk before," Jungkook helped to steady her. "Actually, I have never ever seen you drink, at all. Are you alone? Who did you come with?" Jungkook looked around, concerned etched on his face. "Lets just sober you up a little then I'll send you home okay?"

Jungkook held her shoulders and bring her upstairs, to his room. Its such luck that the party is being held at his frat house. His room is off limits to everyone, but this is an emergencu. Hes not going to leave Y/N downstairs to be taken advantage by all the guys at the party. He knows the guys. He is one of them. But he will never let anything happen to Y/N.

Not Y/N.

"Just lie down here. Ill take some water for you okay?" Jungkook places her on his bed, covering her with a blanket.

"Nooo, dont go," Y/N pulls him, making him fall on her and giggles. "Wow, you are so handsome," she traces his face with her fingers.

"You are definitely drunk Y/N," he laughs, he hinself a little tipsy.

"No, I am not. Hey Jeon... Why do I hate you again?" Y/N stares into his eyes, not letting her grip on him go.

"I-I dont know.." Jungkook whispered. He knows its wrong. Y/N is definitely drunk, and he himself is intoxicated. And they hate each other, dont they? Atleast thats what Y/N been telling him, but Jungkook hasnt been hating her for the longest time already. Its actually quite the opposite.

"Jungkook?"

"Y/N?"

And as Y/N pulls his face, connecting their lips together, the rest of the night is history.

/////

"Fucking. Hell..."

"So I take it you remember?" Jungkook grins.

"I was drunk! You took advantage of me!" Y/N screamed making Jungkook laughed. So dramatic.

"Me?! You are the one who make the first move! You took advantage of me! Besides, its not so bad. I made you feel good," he winks. "We both kinda win here,"

"Urghhh, shut up!" Y/N quickly stands up and collect her clothes which is strewn all over the room, hastily putting it on, all the while mumbling like crazy. "Not a word of this to anyone! Oh God, I cant believe this happened! I an serious Jeon, no word to anyone!"

Jungkook laugh and made a swear sign with his hand.

"I swear. I wont tell anyone. Although are you sure? I know you want to gloat on how good I made you feel," he laughs more.

"Shut the fuck up! Urghhhh," she threw a pillow to his head, missing him by an inch, making him laugh more as Y/N scurried away.

"Thanks for the night!"

"Fuck off!" Y/N screamed out and slammed the door, leaving Jungkook still laughing on the bed, mumbling to himself, smiling.

You are such a pain in my ass, it actually hurts to fucking love you Y/N. If only you knew how I feel.

/////

Eversince that fateful morning, it seems like Jungkook is everywhere. She cant seems to shake him away. Grinning, waving, annoying her...

Y/N never told anyone about that night of course. She doesnt want to be knows as another one of Jungkook's girls, or his latest victim. Jungkook is someone she despise and thats the extend of their relationship. And she would like to keep it that way.

But fate of course have another plan and her science teacher partnered her up with Jungkook, as part of the mentor - protege program hes trying. A good student oartnered up woth a less performing on, in hopes it could help each other. Worse, after weeks ignoring him and asking him to do his own thing, the class is assigned with a project, something Y/N could never run from. And that is how she is in the library, sitting beside a grinning Jungkook.

"We are finishing this project as fast as we can and thats it,"

"Oh come on Y/N. Cant we atleast be friends?" Jungkook grins, teasing her. "Afterall, you have seen me nak-"

"Shut up!" Y/N quickly covers his mouth. "What are you trying to do? Telling everyone we hooked up? It was a drunken mistake okay!"

Jungkook laughs and mumble to himself. So cute.

"What?"

"Nothing. I didnt say anything," he smiles and shrugs.

"Look Jungkook, I'm serious okay? This marks are important to me. Lets just do thia properly and be serious about it. I will divide the work load so we can do it on our own time and we can meet uo eve-"

Y/N was cut off when his lips landed on her and he grins.

"What the hell did you just do?!" Y/M hissed, looking around to see if anybody noticed. "Didnt I tell you just now? You cant just go around kissing people! I mean, I know you are a manwhore but thats not how the rest of the human world works! Stop being a-"

Another kiss.

"Jeon Jungkook!"

"I only kissed you because you were talking too much," he smile, bunny teeth showing, chin olaces in the palm of his hand that is laced together, looking at her.

"I-uh..."

"See, it works. You are finally speechless," Jungkook smile got wider. "Lets get to work shall we?"

/////

The project did bring Jungkook and Y/N closer together. They can be now considered somewhat... friends?

"So.. do you still hate me?" Jungkook asks as they are having coffee together after submitting their final project.

"Well.. hate is a strong word Jeon," Y/N smile. "And I think I am getting used to you. But I still dont like you," she giggled.

"Well, I'll take that," Jungkook smile. "Uh.. hey.. do you want to go to the dance with me?" His voice laced with nervousness.

Y/N was surprised by his question. Is Jungkook asking her out?

"I-I mean, as friends? To celebrate our new friendship?"

"Whatt? Does the great Jeon Jungkook has no date for the dance?" She laughs.

"Hey, I spend all my time doing this project with you. I got your nerd aura all over me okay," Jungkook smile. "So will you?"

"Yeah," Y/N smiles. "Yeah, why not,"

/////

"Hey Minji, I have to meet up with my professor, kts a last minute thing. If Jungkook came can you tell him to wait? Please?" Y/N shouted to her roomate as she rushed to the door.

"Jungkook? Wait, you are going to the dance with Jungkook?" Minji raised an eyebrow.

"Y-yeah. He asked me. Wait, you are okay with that right? You said hes only a one night stand right?" Y/N stopped in her tracks.

"Of course. It was a mutual understanding. Im only surprised because I didnt know you two still hang out. And he never brings a date to a dance. And dont you hate him or something?" Minji questioned, hands crossed on her chest.

"Well, lets just say hes changed," Y/N smiles. "My phone is out of battery but I'll be back in a jiffy. Let Jungkook know ok? Thanks, love you!" Y/N waves off and went out.

Lets just see if Jungkook truly changed Y/N-ah. A fuckboy will forever be a fuckboy. And if you think a nerd like you can chabge him instead of someone like me, you are dead wrong. Minji smirks.

/////

"Oh hi Kookie, what are you doing here?" Minji gave him a sultry smile as she opened the door to see Jungkook looking dashing in a tuxedo, flowers in hand. He even get Y/N her favorite. How tentative. Minji rolled her eyes.

"Im here to pick up Y/N. For the dance?" Jungkook smile.

"Oh no," Minji puts a hand on her chest, brows furrowing in sadness. "I am sorry to hear that, but Y/N left,"

"Left? But I'm her date?"

"Kookie, I am so sorry. I dont know how to say this. But she was so happy she managed to tricked you. She said its some kind of revenge and that you are stupid to believe she would actually be friends let alone go to the dance with you?"

"W-what? N-no. Y/N couldnt... could she?" Jungkook's face pained as the clutch on the flowers loosen and drop to the floor.

"I am so sorry..." Minji carressed his face. "But hey.." he pulls him to the sofa and scoot closer. "I can make you feel better and forget about her,"

/////

Y/N almost ran home. Shes ao excited and she needs to get ready, to look good for Jungkook. She dont know why she have to, but she just wanted to. And shes late.

She happily pushed open her door, a wide smile on her face, which immediately dissapear once she is greeted with the image of Jungkook being balls deep inside her roommate, on the couch... in the middle of the fucking living room. He cant even find the decency to take ger to the room atleast? Knowing she lives here too?

"W-what?"

"Y/N?" Jungkook was shocked and immediately pull out, scouring for his boxers and slipped it on.

"What the hell?! You cant even wait for a few minutes without fucking anyone?!"

"You bailed! I thought you left. And what do you care? Arent I just some kind of revenge?" Jungkook smirked.

"What are you talking about?! Bail?!I was meeting my professor! I told Minji this. To tell you! And what revenge?!"

"Wait, what?" Realization suddenly hits him as he turns to face Minji who is smirking. "You lied? You bitch!"

"Hey, dont be mad at me. If you can just keep it in your pants this wont happen," she shrugs. "Y/N, I am just trying to show you that fuckboys will never change. Just one lie and hes already fucking someone else! How can you be wih him?"

"Shut the fuck up you lying manipularive bitch!" Jungkook yelled at her, trying to control his temper. But he knows Minji is not important right now. Y/N is. "Y/N listen to me, I can explain. Minji.. she said-"

"It doesnt matter Jungkook. Minji is right. Just one lie from her is all it needed for you to start sleeping with someone else?"

"Y/N, no. Its not like that. I was hurt. I was-"

"Save it Jeon," Jungkook stopped at the nickname. It felt so cold. He took a step forward, lurching for her arm but Y/N pull back immediately.

"Stop. Fucking. Touch. Me!" Y/N yelled. "Minji is right. Fuckboy never changed, get out Jeon,"

"Y/N-"

"Why should I care anyway right, we are just friends," Y/N angrily wipe her tears. "Maybe not even friends," she stormed off into the room, slamming the door, leaving Jungkook to pick up the pieces of broken heart.

/////

"Go away!"

"I am going to annoy you, follow you around until you talk to me. Until you forgive me. I dont care what it takes, or who knows how desperate I am!" Jungkook followed her around like a pupoy around campus for a whole three months now. Never once did he gives up. Y/N has finally had enough. The whole campus heard about how Jeon Jungkook, the campus player is now whipped and chasing some nerd. Y/N cant already tolerate the endless flowers, chocolates, gifts, texts and phonecalls that he sent everyday, but following her around, all day and all night? For three whole month? Its too much.

"Why wont you give up?! We were not even friends to begin with!"

"I am never giving you up. Ever!"

"Seriously. Why?! The fuck, why?!" Y/N has reached her limit, screaming in the middle of campus to the campus player, not caring to maintain her cool anymore.

"Fine, you wanna know so bad? Its because I fucking love you L/N Y/N! I have love you for so many years eventhough you hated me! And now that I have the chance to be in your life I am not gonna let some manipulating bitch ruined it for me! I want you and I am not gonna stop until I get you!" Jungkook's chest heaved from his confession. "Got your answer now?"

"N-no," Y/N shakes her head, eyes searching his. "It cant be. We hated each other!"

"I dont. I never did. I dont even know why you hate me? Ia it because I pulled your braids when we were 5?" Jungkook smiles. "That just means I like you Y/N. And I have never stopped since,"

"B-but all the girls you have been with? You are the campus player!"

"Its only to get you attention," he bunny grins. "I gor your attention when I slept with your roommate and I have stopped ever since Y/N. Please, believe me. I love you,"

"B-but-"

"Please Y/N," Jungkook kneeled down and hold her hands, in the middle of the busy campus. "I wont stop until you say yes. I will follow you. I will tell you everyday I love you. I will call you, text you, I wi-"

Y/N cuts him off by pulling him up, grinning, tears in her eyes.

"Serioualy Jeon, you are so annoying,just kiss me already," she grins, hands holding the back of his neck, making Jungkook smile with his bunny grin, love in his eyes.

"With pleaseure my love,"

#writing prompt #bts drabble #prompt game #bts #bts fanfic #bts scenario #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook fiction #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #kpop #kpop scenario #kpop fanfic #bangtan

[rickyhorrorolson]

it has a title now!

Caught in the Middle (2/?)

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Red flags were blaring in Bills mind when he’d finally gotten an update from Stan. If his job didn’t leave him with the knowlege of what goes on out on the streets they work he would have written both of them off as paranoid. They were being watched by someone because they were now connected to Bill. He already managed to get Georgie safe from his line of business, he can protect his new friend and boyfriend.

Bill felt niave, he hadnt realized how closely they were being watched until Bev had handed him a manilla folder. She simply rose her perfectly sculpted brow silently telling Bill to follow her. Avoiding grabbing any unwanted attention, Bill followed her to her office without a single peep.

Once safely shut in her office, she plopped into her chair and waited as he sat across from her, pulling glossy photos from the stiff folder. The picture on top was the day Stan let him meet Richie. Or let Richie meet him depending on your prospective.  They were at a little cafe they had helped through hard times. The pictures in succesion had shown Bill arriving at the table they two had gotten comfortable at. Stan standing to give him a hug. Then shaking Richies hands before the three re-situated themselves. They had been there for hours just talking. It was a wonderful day, but a chill ran down Bills spine now, that day started this all. He should have been more careful, people follow him with typically empty threats all the time. They shouldn’t have to deal with this.

The next set was of Stan at work, slightly blurred in the window of the building. He was placing books back on shelves, his co-worker fixing tags close behind. The following picture, Bill almost wanted to keep. Stan looked beautiful, mid-laugh, probably at something his co-worker said. Who is now looking familiar through the blur. The one with a big genuine smile had Bills heart skipping a beat.  Bev cleared her throat to break him out of his daze, flipping through the next set of pictures.

It was Richie at work, his shirt was an awfully bright color wit the kids gym logo on it. The front tucked into his pants as he had lead by example, handstands against the wall. Face red from being upside down for god knows how long. The pictures in the set had Ricie returning to his feet, looking graceful for once in his life.

Knowing they are being followed to their place of work has Bill unsettled. There was still a hefty ammount of pictures he hadn’t looked at yet. That fact put dread in Bill. Where else had they been followed. He almost doesn’t want to know.

Taking a deep breath, Bill moved onto the next picture. It was Stan out early in the morning, the ligt hitting him so perfectly he looked godly. He was at the park binoculars and all, birdwatching before everyone flocked to burn their kids energy. Birdwatching. He was birdwatching. Bill felt a tug on his heart strings, he looked cuter than ever doing something so mundane. There were more from that morning, Stan taking polariods and sticking them in the book he brought along.

The pictures thusfar were all taken in public, Bill felt uneasy but full panic had yet to set in as he flipped to the next set. It was pictures of them alone, or hanging out together but all in public.

Bill could only hear is heart beat as he continued. There was a picture, crystal clear a shot into their living room. Both boys on the couch, a bowl of popcorn inbetween them, wrapped in blankets as Richie chose a movie. He was slipping through them faster now. Richie asleep on the couch. Stan making breakfast. Stan asleep in is own bed. Richie in is bed.

Pictures of the day Richie had locked himself in a public bathroom and called Stan crying. Him practically running across the street and into an arcade. Stan showing up. Then them both leaving. The creep was close enough to have a clear shot of Richies red blotchy face. Stans knuckles white, holding Richies hand so tight. That was followed by the two curled up in Stans bed, both clearly in a restless sleep.

“Wuh-What can I do right now to protect them.” Bills jaw set as he looked down at the photo in his hands.

“There’s always having our people watch them, it’d open a window to find the crepe taking these.” Bev offered.

“I don’t want them to feel eh-anymore puh-paranoid. They already feel this creeps eyes on them. I wont go behind their backs.” He pointed to the picture of Stan and Richie outside the arcade “He luh-locked himself in the bah-bathroom. He cuh-called Stan crying. He nuh-knew this creep was f-following him.”

“What do you want to do, tell them about what you really do for a living? Get them involved in this? Then what?” Bev had a point, he hated that she always had a point.

“Could we assign bodyguards to them? I won’t give any in-information about what we do. Stan thinks I’m a normal duh-debt collector.” Bev was rubbing his temples. “I’ll ask Stan how he fuh-feels about it, then we can move on from the-there.”

“You’re making this job harder, Denbrough.” There was a beat of silence. “Make sure he’s a hundred percent okay wiht being watched like that. I’ll pull files of our best people.”

Bill could kiss her. “Thank you s-so much Bev! I owe you one!”

He could hear her laugh as he left her office. “You always owe me one, Denbrough! Let me know what happens!”

-

He and Stan were having lunch in the shared appartment when Bill brought it up. “I duh-don’t feel com-comfortable leaving you and Richie alone.” Stan raised a delicate eyebrow placing his glass back on the table.

“What do you mean? We’re fine.” Bill eyebrows drew together.

“Meeting eachother halfway from work and home isn’t fine.” Stan now had sat back with his arms crossed. “I nuh-know you and Richie are more than capible of taking care of yourselves and I may be over stepping a boundary.” Stan didn’t look happy, this wasn’t going well. “It would give me a puh-peace of mind knowing someone was here for you guys, watching out for any sus-suspicious people. I know it would take a weight off both of you to not worry about being alone for extended puh-periods of time.”

“I appreiciate your concern, but this is someting I’d have to run by Richie” Bill noticeably relaxed as Stan dropped his defensive look.

“If you ch-choose to allow body guards in your life, I’ll bring you some files of people I trust.” Stan snorted.

“How many guards do you need, Denbrough?” Stan was now leaning forward, chin rested on his hand. “Is being debt collector that dangerous?”

Bill laughed this time. “You don’t know the ha-half of it, Uris.

If Bill took longer to get back because Stans lips were addicting, Bev didn’t have to know. Being pulled back into the appartment to soft lips again with whispered words was something he didn’t want to give up. Yeah, Bev didn’t have to know.

-

A weight was lifted off his shoulder when Stan texted him that night a list of time he and Richie he were home and to bring his files of body guards. Once he glanced at the time a new weight entered, Stan never texts him past midnight. First thing the next morning Bill swiped up the files of body guards from Bev and headed to the shared apartment.

-

Richie was the one to answer the door, he looked tired. He squinted at Bill witout his glasses on, dark circles under is eyes. "Hey, Bill. Stans in the kitchen.” The shorter boy stepped back letting him in. “I’ll join you guys in a minute.” Richie patted is arm before heading back towards his room.

Bill smiled as his eyes fell on Stan as he’s pouring two cups of coffee. “Hey,” Stan turned and threw a smile over is shoulder as Bill left the files on the dining table. moving to place a kiss on Stans temple. “Good morning.” he was met wit a mumbled greating and a cup of coffee handed to him and a kiss placed on his own cheek.

Stan looked as tired as Richie. Dark cicrles and paler complextion. “How’d you sleep last night, babe.”

Stan sighed into his cup of coffee. “Something happened. Richie wont tell me what happened.” He hadn’t looked uo from his cup. “He stayed in my room last night, he didn’t fall asleep until late. Even then it was restless.” Bills eyebrows drew together, no wonder he accepted the offer of bodyguards so soon.

Before anything else was said Richie showed up, looking sligtly more awake, his glasses magnifying his own circles. Looking like actual bruising on pure white skin. He sat down, placing his water carefully of the files sitting on the edge of the table. “So what do you got for us, Big Bill.” he wasted no time swiping up the one on top.

-

Richie had been drawn to Mike Hanlon. Given Mikes file is the only one her was interested in enough to completely read. Many of the others he read one line and passed over to Stan. “Are you really just a debt collector, Billiam? Why would you need to have worked with all these body guards?” Richie had a goofy smile on is face. Bill looked to Stan who was hiding his own smile behind the folder of Eddie Kaspbrak.

“Shut up, Richie.” Stans tone was light, he had this look in his eye. Bill was caught off guard by Richies scoff.

“A betrayl, Staniel. You of all people.”

It was Bills turn to laugh “Staniel, really now.”

“I’m amazed we’re still friends Tozier. Once that trashmouth gets going, I shut off.” Stan had punctuated his statement, mouthing a blah blah blah while hand puppeting it. The two errupted into laughter much like the day Bill had met Richie. They played off eachother scary good.

-

It was all going smoothly until Richie opened up the last file, “Wait Stan don’t, you work with Ben?” Bills heart stopped as he handed the file to Stan. How did someone like that slip through.

Stan had directed his attention towards him. “Why is Ben in your files of bodyguards?” Time to lie his ass off.

“Do you mind if I see? Our files are guh-getting re-or-rganized, there had to be a mix up.” Stan hesitated, before handing the Bill the file before getting a chance to read it. Bill hoped the relief wasn’t clear on his face, Ben was in the wrong section. He’s been a look out, not a body guard. Bev must have pulled his file for something else, she knew from pictures alone that they knew eachother. “Ben suh-sometimes hands over the puh-payments for your boss, we keep them all on file.”

Richie shrugged his shoulders in the shit happens manner. Stan previous expression fell, “Okay, babe.” Bill didn’t like the glint in is eyes, like he didn’t fully believe him. “Now tell me about this Eddie character. How much do you trust him?” Stan gave Richie a look for not asking questions before he chose Mike.

Bill however took the chance to change the subject. “Eddie is most feisty person I’ve ever met. He’s on the short side but he has so much fight in him when logic goes ou the window.” Stan looked impressed, Bill took the second to turn to Richie. “Mike is the best option for you. He can stop a problem before it arises. Better for slightly reckless and spontanious people.”

Richie fake gasped. “I’m not that reckless, am I, Stan?”

“When we met in middle school you were running for your life from Bowers. You still had a baby face and you were picking a fight with Bowers. I’d count that as reckless.” Stan had on his deadpan voice. Bills eyes were wide, hoping it wasn’t the same Bowers he was thinking.

“Henry had it coming and you know it!” Ofcourse it was the same bowers that had given him trouble before. Honestly how rude of you to leave out the important part of the story.“ Richie had turned to Bill. "Bowers had stolen Stans yarnmulke that morning. I didn’t necessarily pick a fight, I ran through Bowers gang and snatched it back. I may have called him an asshole, yes. But i didn’t pick a fight.” Bill felt proud of the shorter man before he glanced back at Stan who was smiling with a bit of color dancing back to his cheeks.

“You are one buh-ballsy idiot, Richie Tozier. I like that.” The three shared a lighthearted laugh. Yeah this would work out fine.

-

Their morning was cut when Bev started texting him about what needed to get done today. “Sorry to cut this wuh-wonderful morning short, gentlemen. But duty calls.” Richie snorted at Stans pout. “I’ll call out my boys and see how fast I can get them on a schuh-schedule to watch you guys.” Bill leaned down to kiss Stan. “I will however see you tonight.”

“Get a room.” Richie groaned as he swiped up his glass of water and making a quick exit. Stan laughed against Bills lips before kissing him again.

“I’ll see you later, Bill.” He didn’t want to leave, Stan looked so soft. Shooing him off, pushing his files into his arms. “You got work to do.” Bill laughed placing one more kiss on his a beautiful boy before he absolutely had to leave.

- 

He placed the files back on Bevs desk, reorganized, who they’re hiring, rejected and Bens file which he will be asking her about later.

#long post #stenbrough #fic drop #citm

[polished-dreams]

Color theory (Soulmate au, Jake x Tris (@pacman-tattoo))

Jake Dillinger was the coolest guy in school. Except around Tris. He couldn't explain it but something about her, just something about her. Tris wasn't too differnt honestly. Just the thought of Jake made her smile. "Hey Tris! What's up?" asked Christine as Tris entered the theater and sat down next to her. "The color changed again," Tris said with a sigh, "I don't see why my damn soulmate can't settle on a color." Christine rubbed Tris' arm. "Well, there are a lot of great colors!" She said with a giggle at an attempt to cheer uo her best friend. "You're right, as usual, but it's a little annoying when all I can see is red and then all of a sudden it's all green. I don't know, it doesn't help that everywhere I look other people have found their soulmates already. Not to mention-" she was cut off as she noticed a tall figure walk into the theater. "Fuck he's here what do I do??" She shook Christine's arm trying to get some advice. "I don't know Tris, maybe umm, talk to him?" "Impossible" Meanwhile, at the other side of the theater, Rich teased Jake. "Just go talk to her man, come on she's just another girl." Jake was pulled out if his thoughts and elbowed Rich's shoulder, "No she's not, she's like, well, I don't know I just don't know how to talk to her dude." Rich chuckled at his friend's new nervousness, after all, if anyone could talk to a girl fine, it was usually Jake Dillinger. Nonetheless, Rich decided to give his friend a hand. "How bout I go talk to her? Y'know, get some insight, maybe find out her favorite color." "Yeah! Yeah! That's a great idea Rich!! Go, now!" He gave Rich a shove. "Chill dude, fuck you're impatient" "Shut up and talk to her Rich!" Soon Rich had made hus way over to Tris and Christine, who were both taken aback. "Hi Rich, um, what brings you here?" Christine asked shyly. "Look, I could beat around the bush all I wanted, but I'm tired and I just need an answer to a question. Tris, what's your favorite color?" "Uh, blue." "Thanks for your time ladies" he said and walked back to Jake. "Blue. Her favorite color is blue." Jake gasped "That's the color I can see!" Rich chuckled "So go talk to her!" Rich said shoving Jake to wherw Tris was seated. Jake tried to stop Rich but it was too late "Oh hi Tris!" "Hey! I mean, uh, what's up?" "Nothing just, uh, um, what's your like, the one color you can see, what is it?" "Um, well it changes a lot but right now it's green." Jake froze in his spot. "Wow uh, really, that's really uh, cool!" Soon enough Rich came back over, of course he had been listening to the whole thing "sounds like you two are soulmates" Jake could have killed him. He probably would have if it hadn't been for Tris' reaction. She stood up from her seat and looked right up at Jake's face. She was only noticing now the adorable freckles that were scattered across his cheeks. She said with a grin "So, um, want to sit next to me, soulmate?" Jake almost died of happiness and love. "I, I would like that, uh, soulmate." Rich laughed "Damn Jake, and here I thought only cartoons could get heart-eyes" (Two months later) Tris and Jake were having yet another fro-yo date at Pinkberry when Jake started to take something out of his backpack. "Whatcha doing Jake?" Tris asked anxiously. Jake took out a small rectangle wrapped in blue foil, "Just a getting a little gift out" he said happily, "Now, close your eyes." Tris did as she was told, a smile spreading across her face as she felt something being placed around her neck. She opened her eyes to see a lovely silver necklace with a seashell at the bottom. "Oh Jake, now I feel bad I didn't get you anything" "Ehh, I guess I'm just extra like that" he said smirking as Tris threw a marshmallow from his bowl at him. "Okay okay, but seriously you don't have to get me anything Tris, I love you too much to ask that of you." He said as his face turned a little pink. Tris was glad she could see more than one color so she could see him blush. He wad adorable when he blushed. More so than usual. (This was a lot shorter than I hoped but I hope you like it @pacman-tattoo) (Also I didn't explain like anything but this au is basically you can only see one color (and here it's your soulmate's favorite color) until you and your soulmate touch hands or smth and I'm sorry this is my first soulmate au fic but I hope you enjoy, Tris!!)

#wow I'm sorry for the poor quality #i tried i really did

[zuffer-weird-girl]

May I request where Haru mom is out of prison I guess. Like she try to take Haru back till she sees overhaul s/o with the kids along with haru. This is where she goes with her plan and try to stalk them. Surprisingly haru mom took Overhaul s/o and Haru and things got ugly. So kaito and kin run back home and tell them what happen. I'll let you decide how things end n.n

Jesus Christ you want TWO KILLING MACHINES in here.

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You could won a trophy at your abilities of maintaining three kids from the yakusa as perfect little angels... even if sometimes they weren't.

Especially the two older ones... Kaito and Haru.

Both being the exact same copies as your husband and Kurono it was quite difficult to control them, but miracles existed. Because these two adored you.

Today you offered to look after them while Chisaki and Kurono were dealing with some things. Both seemed to be hesitant about it, but they were really too busy to argue.

Especially Hari, since he was a single parent and didn't exactly have anyone to take care of his daughter while busy...

Kai of course had to send a body guard, his paranoia was too strong, to accompany you and the kids to the park... a park.

You honestly were already used to it but still bothered it sometimes...

"Look mommy there is a playground on there!" Kaito pointed while Kin gasped in awe.

"Can we go? Can we go?" Your little girl tugged on your shirt, begging with golden shiny eyes.

"Alright. Go have fun!" You exclaimed before you noticed that Haru hadn't moved a muscle. "Ne Haru-chan? Not going?"

"Uh.. yeah is just that... I wanted to talk with you for a moment mrs Chisaki."

You looked in concern at the girl but nodded anyways, looking at the guard and calling for him, asking if he could look at your kids for a moment.

"Its a pleasure looking at Overhaul's kids madam." The guy bowed before following two dark brow haired little deviants.

"So?" Ýou crouched up to be in eye level with her and smiled "What's on your head?"

"N-Nothing much!" She waved her hands before smiling shyly "Is just that I've been thinking on asking something. Kaito is always calling my dad his uncle... so is fair if I want to call you a aunt?"

"... sweety you can call me whatever you want and I would be grateful." You said normally making her giggle.

Seing her reaction was rare but extremely worth it, after all that she's been through, you couldn't budge it. Only fell a extreme pity and concern for Kurono...

"So there are you." A woman voice spoked and those grey eyes of Haru went wide in horror, looking at the figurine behind you.

You took a peak behind you and all of your body tensed at seing the so familiar woman that tormented Kurono's and the intere yakusa's lifes for months... you remember the rage and disgust on your husband's face at having to deal with 'Chrono's mess' as he referred.

You got up quickly and stayed in front of Haru.

"May I help you miss?" You asked coldly whiel she only scoffed.

"I'm here for my daughter bitch. Go bother someone else." Haru gasped before blurting out what she shouldn't have.

"You don't have the right to speak with boss's wife like that!" She placed her hands on her mouth immediately and looked up at you apologetically.

"Ah." The woman cooed darkly before extending her hand threateningly "So I am getting what I had fought for in the end at last... how much will that husband of yours and that arrow haired man bastard will pay to have you two back?"

She used her quirk on both you and Haru and before you could black out you yelled at the kids to run, to get their Chrono and Overhaul... even despite having Haru on your side.

You heard yells before you completly blacked out...

Not this again...

~

"So they're finally going leave us at peace." Chrono sighed in relief as he lowered his mask down amwhile Chisaki checked numbly his phone.

No messages... weird. He told you to send at least one.

"Is my daughter ok?" Chrono asked while looking at his childhood friend, hidding his concern.

Before he could even answer the yells and cries of both his kids startled both of them, Chisaki immediately looking and noticing your absence.

"DAD! IT HAPPENED! " Kaito cried while holding a hysterical crying Kin in his arms.

"What happened?" He growled before kneeling on the ground while Chrono widened his eyes in horror at seing the desperates pleas of forgiveness of the precept.

"THERE WAS A WOMAN THAT TOOK MOMMY AND HARU AWAY!" Kaito cried desperately.

Chrono swore he almost broked his gun with his deadly grip while Kai's eyes went dark as his vision went red.

"... you two go to your rooms and stay in there. Irinaka or Nemoto will be soon on there." He said, calm but still his wrath was evident on his voice. "Now. Kaito, it's a order."

The kid nodded, trying to not just wail in tears like.his three years old sister was doing it.

"M-Mastwr I am deeply sor-"

"I gave you one job. And you failed miserably..." he growled in the most powerful and threatening voice, making the guys shiver in fear.

Chisaki and Kurono walked past him while Kai mumbled angrily that he would deal with him later.

Not many minutes he received a call, demanding some money for the rescue. Chrono eyes went dark as he clenched his jaw in pure hatred at recognizing the voice.

"Count the seconds wrench." Was what Chisaki told her before ending the call, and grabbing his jacket while stepping out of the house with a fuming Hari behind him.

"Please tell me I am allowed to beat the shit out of that prostitute." Chrono growled while placing his mask back on and adjusting his gun.

"Do what you wish." He said, no caring that his gloves were already overhauled.

~

"I guess he only uses you for fucking, isn't that right missy?" She said while lifting her nose up in arrogance.

"Can you watch your vocabulary at leas?" You groaned while trying to calm down the little white haired girl "It's your own daughter in here for Christ's sake. Don't you have a heart?"

The woman laughed bitterly nefore standing uo from her chair and acting her quirk.

"This little shit, was the only thing that could grant me a better future, even if I never loved that men, he was quite good on his experiences and it was even a sweetheart but please-!" She laughed while pointing at you "We are only seeking for one thing to have those two as company right friend? Their power, their money... their glory."

You scoffed "Is this what is all about? Jesus Christ dont ever compare me with you. You're sick."

You cringed whem you noticed that you had used the exact same words as your husband but shrugged off shortly after... it was true after all.

"You think you're soo powerful and the naddest bitch of them all just because you were lucky to get the leader, right?" She grabbed one knife close to her and started to walk towards you "Tic toc for that husband and friend of his."

"... I woild actually recommend.that you didn't did that. For your own good actually." You said suddenly, making the woman laugh in sarcasm.

"Or what? I know you're quirkless so you can't exactly do mu-" she yelped before dodging one arrow coming at her upper arm.

"I warned you." You sighed before you felt the ground trembling as a wave of concrete threw you in the air while Haru on the other.

You yelped at first but immediately relaxed at falling to those comforting arms you were so used to by now.

"Angel, you're okay?" He whispered close to your ear, not even once daring to let go or ease up his hold on you.

The woman tried to grab Haru but ghis time she was shoted on the shoulder as well as a arrow sucefully cutted her left cheek, lefting her like a statue, falling miserably to the ground.

"HARU!" Chrono shouted as he went to his daughter and holded her close to his chest.

"Papa I'm so sorry!" She whimpered on his white hoddie as she cling to him "It was my fault! I told her that mrs (Y/N) was the boss's wife a-and she got the upper hand on-"

"Its not your damn fault ok? You weren't the one who asked for tjis to happen." He picked her up and walked towards you and Kai... not before stopping by a few centimeters away from the woman and whispering to his daughter to cover her ears.

"I shot you with the longest one..." he growled , staring at her dead in the eyes "Not satisfied with the prison? Congrats, because now you will just bleed until you die in this fucking basement." He walked towards you two, Chisaki letting you down bit still holding onto your waist.

"Take her outside for a bit for me? It will not take much." You looked aprehensive at him before looking at your husband.

In his face sayed absolutely nothing, only in his eyes that you could so well read it, was hinted the extreme rage, hatred and the 'I want this person to suffer until they're dead', while he slowly nodded and pushed you with his hand on your lower back outside.

You immediately covered Haru's ears while Chisaki covres yours when the sounds of a gun were echoed.

Hari got out shortly after and thanked both you and Chisaki before scooping his daughter up in his arms.

"No longer she will haunt us flower. That's for sure." He whispered to her after waiting for you two to go in the front.

You felt Kai's eyes on you, checking for any possible injuries but you only assured him with a sweet 'thank you' as you leaned your head against his chest.

You knew that by the way he didn't scoffed heartily at you but instead enveloped his arms to put you close, you weren't getting out of the Shie Hassaikai's house without his AND HIS ONLY company...

#overhaul x reader #chisaki kai x reader #bnha au #bnha ocs #kaito and kin #kaito chisaki #kaito baby boi #kaito #kin chisaki #haru kurono #my writings #bnha imagine #bnha x reader #bnha characters #bnha villains #bnha #bnha oc #bnha imagines #zuffer writings

[seducemedoofus]

Could you perhaps write a fic about Sam and Mika being forved to play 7 minutes in heaven?

Of course! Thank you for the request anon!

“Oh, come on guys! What are we in, middle school?” Sam threw up his hands in exasperation.

Mika and the boys were playing Truth or Dare, yes, they were in middle school now, and Erik proposed that Mika and Sam play 7 minutes in heaven.

Yup, they were kids again.

While Sam looked annoyed and blushing slightly, Mika buried her face in her hands, her midnight hair falling over her face, hopefully hiding the prominent blush on her neck and cheeks.

While her face was hidden from the other boys, Mika’s thoughts were open to another incubus’s. Damien.

Hearing the thoughts swirling around Mika’s head, Damien smirked and spoke up, “I know a perfect place Mika and Sam can play, somewhere where no one would bother them.”

Mika’s head shot up at that, waving her hands wildly in front of her, shaking her head no and screaming in her thoughts at Damien to stop.

“Good idea, little brother. I think I know where you’re talking about,” Erik looked towards Damien, tilting his head and smiling when Damien nodded.

“God guys, this is so childish,” Sam grumbled standing up and stretching his arms. He looked down to see Mika still sitting criss-crossed on the ground, staring helplessly at Damien, probably trying to barter with him to call off the plan.

Sam sighed, reaching a hand down for her. “Come on, doofus,” Mika flushed a faint shade of pink at the nickname. “Let’s get this over with.” Mika accepted his hand, quickly pulling away and following his brothers.

She left Sam standing there, he ran a hand through his hair, quickly thinking what he was going to say and do. His face grew a shade of red and he shook his head, jogging to catch up with the others.

They stopped at the far side of the house, in front of a small closet, most likely used to store cleaning products but was empty, perfect.

Erik made to stand behind Mika, Matthew following suit to stand behind Sam. “Well, go on in!” Erik pushed Mika inside the closet, giving out a yelp as she hit the far wall. Sam also followed her, being surprised at the sudden shove from Matthew.

They both turned around in time to see James lean against the wall, shaking his head, Erik smirking with Damien at his side, and Matthew slam shut the door, locking it.

The small click of the door being locked nearly sent Mika to her knees, the realization of the situation hitting her.

She looked at Sam from the corner of her eye, looking away when he turned towards her.

Mika slid down the wall and sat cross legged, her eyes becoming unfocused for a couple of seconds.

Sam knelt beside her when her face grew into a smile. He jerked back when she swung her head to him.

Mika bent her head down, her green eyes becoming unfocused again but she talked to Sam. “I have an idea.” Sam stayed silent, the sign for her to continue. “Your brothers are obviously expecting us to-,” She stopped for a moment. “For us to make out.”

Sam nodded, unsure. “Yeah…Though I wasn’t planning to do any of that.”

Mika looked up suddenly, her pale eyes meeting his. “Let’s trick them. Let’s trick them into thinking that we actually did.”

Sam looked confused before it dawned on him and his face matched Mika’s grin. “I think I know what you’re getting at.”

“The tricky part is though, is Damien. He’s probably reading our minds now, most likely yours, so what I need you to do is think of what we would do if we were making out.” Sam’s face flushed.

“You do you realize what you’re asking-”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Control yourself, you’re an incubus you should be able to do it.” Mika was looking towards the door.

Sam widened his eyes but looked down nonetheless, imagining what would happen if the two of them were doing what the game implied.

He imagined picking Mika uo and her wrapping her legs around his waist, pushing her up against the wall, their mouths meeting for a kiss.

Mika kept her eyes on the door, praying that Damien was only reading Sam’s mind and not hers, then their plan was ruined.

Mika glanced at Sam, did a double take and nearly burst out laughing. Whatever Sam was imagining, he was imagining it vividly.

The more vivid, the less likely Damien was to suspect them.

An idea dawned on her and she turned towards Sam, lifting a hand to his hair and ruffling it up.    

His eyes flew open and Mika shook her head rapidly and whispered, “I’m just doing something, don’t stop.” Sam closed his eyes and continued having dirty thoughts, as weird as this plan was, Mika was going to find enjoyment in the looks her friends gave them.

Smiling, Mika pulled down a sleeve of his jacket, making it look like it was pulled on in a rush.

She took out the ribbon from her hair placed it in her pocket, dipping her head forward then lifting it, making her seem wild and messy.

She untucked her shirt and messed with her skirt, pausing when she heard footsteps approaching.

Mika shook Sam’s shoulder and urged him to stand, ignoring his look as she took in what he “did” to her.

“Act sheepish, blush, something. If we want this prank to work then we need to act like we actually made out.” Mika said, causing a blush to creep up her neck.

Sam nodded distractedly.

The door swung open to reveal Damien with a raised eyebrow. Mika hung her head down, making her hair hide her face, making her seem sheepish and guilty.

She played with her hands in front of her, scurrying out of the closet, leaving Sam behind to talk with his brother.

Sam strolled out of the room, weaving his hand with his hair.

Damien turned towards his brother and nodded towards him. “So, I read your mind.”

Sam nodded.

Damien smiled. “Looked like you both enjoyed yourself.”

Sam smiled, going along with the plan he and Mika had made. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, rolling his shoulders nonchalantly. “I wouldn’t mind if you locked us together in a room again.” He began walking towards the foyer.

He saw Mika being crowded by Erik and Matthew, sounds from the kitchen signaled that James was making lunch.

Sam hesitated, he saw Mika lean back from Erik as he inched his way closer to her, his mouth moving as he spoke rapidly.

Hearing the footfalls of Sam and Damien, Mika’s head whipped around.

Erik also looked to where Mika was looking and his face broke out into a grin. “My wonderful and kind brother!”

“You’re wrong about both of those things,” Sam responded as he went to stand beside Mika.

Erik’s face tightened. “I was just asking Mika here,” He inclined his head toward the girl. “About what went down in that broom closet for those 7 wonderful minutes.”

Sam glanced at Mika from the corner of his eye and saw he resist a smile.

Letting a lazy grin settle over his features, Sam draped an arm over the girl’s shoulder, reaching a hand up to ruffle her hair, ignoring the growl of annoyance. “I believe that stays between her and I.”

Mika struggled to keep her mind and face blank and in different.

Erik stuck a hand onto his hip, “Really now?”

Sam decided to see how far he could go to the edge before Mika broke. “Yeah, seeing at how it was so steamy and there was practically rose petals falling around-”

Mika let out a snort that grew into an uncontrollable laughing fit.

She slid from Sam’s grasp and sunk to her knees, clutching her stomach as chortles and snorts racked her body.

Mika looked up at Sam and saw how his face grew red from holding in his laughter. She let loose an obnoxious snort and that sent Sam over the edge.

Erik and Matthew looked to Damien for an explanation.

“Ah. I’m sorry, Sam, I can’t do it anymore.” At that, she let her mind open and like a dam being broken, all the memories from the seven minutes in the closet flooded her mind.

Damien stood still, reading her mind before letting out a laugh. He struck his palm to his head. “Guys, we are so stupid.”

Damien and Matthew looked to their younger brother with blank stares.

“Guys, they fooled us. They never kissed. We were actually stupid enough to think that Mika would make out with someone like Sam.”

“Hey!” Sam protested, while Mika let out a howl of laughter from the ground and slapped her knee.

“Oh,” Matthew stated, looking to his friend on the ground. “We really are stupid. Do you think James was fooled too?” He asked Erik.

“He better have, I don’t want to be made out to be the only idiot for this.” Erik confessed.

“What about Matthew and I?” Damien asked.

“Oh, you guys were already idiots before this,” said Erik before marching towards the kitchen to where James was.

“Just to clarify,” Matthew raised a hand. “Would you actually have kissed?”

Mika stood up and fixed her clothes, taking her ribbon from her pocket and trying her hair back in its usual do. “Some questions are better off not answered.” She followed after Erik.

Matthew stood after the brother he hated so much, but was wanting to know the honest truth. “Would you have kissed Mika?”

Sam hesitated before responding, a few thoughts running through his head before he spoke. “Honestly, I woul-”

“Matthew! Sam! Come here!” Mika’s voice rang through the house.

Sam took this opportunity to use his speed to zip through the foyer and into the kitchen, ignoring the unanswered question.

Thank you for the request!

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THIS WEEK IN SCHADENFREUDE, a Michigan fan has a 3,200-word Big Ten conspiracy theory that stretches back to the days of Bo Schembechler, and a Penn State fan truthers the Big Ten East standings

Your weekly tour of the most incensed in college football internet is back after a bye.

College football’s Week 12 wasn’t the most eventful of the season. It had no huge upsets, and a lot of teams were taking light jogs against bad teams before Rivalry Weekend.

But where there are football games, there are angry people. This post is about them.

First, a quick whip around a few sad fanbases.

BYU (lost at home to UMass)

And fell to 3-9, with the possibility of a 10th loss next week at Hawaii. Let’s sojourn to CougarBoard.com and see how everyone’s taking things.

One BYU fan identified the root of the problem:

The elephant in the room no one is talking about

millennials. Their indifference has doomed this program. It was a lazy and calculated do nothing.

They are to blame.

Perhaps true, insofar as literally all of BYU’s players are millennials. That’s defined as “a person reaching young adulthood in the early 21st century,” which is pretty much all college students, even the ones who’ve done Mormon missions beforehand, a factor that often makes BYU’s roster one of the country’s oldest.

Oklahoma State (lost 45-40 to Kansas State)

And fell out of the Big 12 title chase in the process.

Could the Pokes let Mike Gundy go and steal Tennessee’s guy? OrangePower.com:

As I have said in previous years we will always be a good team with Gundy & crew but will never be a great team. I think playing for Pat Jones shows sometimes. I know he loves OSU he’s just a great head coach. Year after year this always happens. Zac Robinson at the Cotton Bowl., humiliating and that was after the awful UO game. I personally can not name a game where the coaching was great. So I have no issue with him leaving. Let’s go for John Gruden. He’s my top pick otherwise we will just be a good mediocre team.

Iowa (lost 24-15 to Purdue)

Fans got restless, and that was fine with this poster at HawkeyeNation.com:

The fans in the stands Booed and I was with them every time.

There’s at least one Iowan who should never be booed, this person adds:

Didn't like them booing the punter - that's a college kid out there.

Some Iowa fans are pretty much over Kirk Ferentz at this point.

Ferentz Fatigue

It has just worn so many of us down as fans, and there appears to be no light at the end of the tunnel thanks to our AD. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow to see if a Ferentz Fatigue medication exists.

This poster thinks Iowa should suspend the soccer team for a season to finance Ferentz’s buyout and make a change:

Yep. I went there. Its time. Buy him out. Take the financial hit. I dont care. Suspend soccer for a season to do it. Whatever it takes. DO IT.

This is the most vanilla, unimaginative program in the nation. It is boring. It is unproductive.

I wont bring up money, I wont bring up past success. College football is :What have you done lately?" And it hasnt been much.

Ferentz will make $4.5 million per year through 2025, so he’s only got nine years and about $40.5 million left on his deal. And that seemed like such a good idea at the time.

Penn State (beat Nebraska but lost the Big Ten East race)

Because Ohio State clinched in a win over Nebraska. But can I interest you in some Big Ten East standings truthering? I’m not just writing about it. lived it.

that is ... not the tiebreaker

— Alex Kirshner (@alex_kirshner) November 19, 2017

http://pic.twitter.com/TKGBa66MrD

— Rossi (@rossipsu) November 19, 2017

In conference If OSU loss 8-2 PSU/MSU win 8-2

— Rossi (@rossipsu) November 19, 2017

(I didn’t respond for a bit.)

you are not right

— Alex Kirshner (@alex_kirshner) November 19, 2017

big ten announced ohio state clinched

— Alex Kirshner (@alex_kirshner) November 19, 2017

Well they’ve been wrong

— Rossi (@rossipsu) November 19, 2017

Michigan (lost 24-10 at Wisconsin)

That sealed the Wolverines as Big Ten East non-champions yet again.

I’m going to break my own rules at this point, and I’m going to feature something that got published the day before the game, because it’s still relevant.

Let’s head to MichiganNation2.blogspot.com and read the most throughly researched conspiracy theory of the college football season, courtesy of author “Michigan Nation.”

It’s 3,231 words, but here are the essentials of the piece titled, “This Football Season and a Possible Conspiracy by the Big Ten.” The gist: the Big Ten’s got long grudges against Michigan and Jim Harbaugh.

Now I know what many of you may be thinking. Here is another sports fan complaining about calls because his team hasn’t done well. While there are many out there like that, I promise you I am different. And I can prove it. How so? Through some facts and statistics! So now for the numbers and statistics for this season and last….

Some numbers mentioned: Michigan’s first in the Big Ten at racking up penalties (Ohio State is currently the Big Ten’s most penalized team, whether in all games or conference games only, and had more than Michigan entering Week 12) and last in opponent penalties (currently tied with Michigan State for last, two behind Northwestern) and finished near the bottom in penalty stats last year, too (in 2016 Big Ten games, Michigan was No. 9 of 14 at avoiding flags and No. 9 in opponent flags).

More fishy stuff:

Last year against Ohio State, we sacked them 8 times. Yet, they didn’t get called for even 1 holding penalty. And trust me there were holds there. You can re watch the game if you like. Keep in mind that Ohio State also ran the ball 50 times that game. By the way, Ohio State also had a very young offensive line that year. So even though they ran the ball 50 times we still managed to sack them 8 times! Yet, they played such a clean game that they didn’t hold even once.

A similar stat — 13 tackles for loss but no Minnesota holding penalties in a game this year — is mentioned next. And the evidence just continues to mount:

Against Minnesota, one of our players Josh Mettalus was ejected for the game after a scuffle. He threw no punches nor said anything. If you are going to say he was ejected for talking trash then I think there should have been many ejections that game, no? Hell, probably every game. But this wasn’t the first time this has happened. If you are a Michigan fan you well know that we have gotten the worst end of ejections ever since Jimmy got here.

Especially targeting penalties while our opponents have blatantly gotten away with targeting, late hits, and unsportsmanlike. 3 examples out of the top of my head are the Joe Bolden ejection against MSU, the late hit on Brandon Watson by Mike Weber during the 2016 Michigan vs OSU game, and the late hit/targeting that got Wilton Speight hurt this year.

There’s an obligatory section about the J.T. Barrett spot in 2016, and a sense that Michigan’s pile of injuries this year is due to the Big Ten not protecting its players.

You can say that Jim Harbaugh teams are undisciplined. (Although I think 49ers and Stanford players and fans will disagree with that along with those from Michigan). But even so, why is it that for the past 2 years our opponents play such a clean game against us? It’s almost like we bring out the best from every team.

P.S. If you watch the games you will know this isn’t true. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. They play their most undisciplined and dirtiest games against us. And I know why, because they know they will get away with it. Hell, there is a reason why we have had at least 21 guys hurt this year. You can say we are a young team this year. But then explain last year when we had 42 seniors on the team and were one of the most experienced but still got the worst end of everything according to statistics.

We’re all directed to watch this monologue by political talk radio host Steve Deace:

Is Michigan getting screwed vis a vis Ohio State in crossover Big Ten scheduling? PERHAPS.

Now, they say a computer does the scheduling. But I highly doubt that Jim Delaney doesn’t have a significant say in who plays who. For example, Michigan in a 6-year span (2016-2021) will have to play Wisconsin every year (6 times), Iowa 2 times, and Nebraska 2 times as their cross-division teams. We all know that Wisconsin is the toughest team from the division, Iowa is the second toughest, and Nebraska is one of the easiest.

Now how many times did Ohio State get to play Wisconsin and Iowa during this same period? They play Wisconsin and Iowa twice each during that 6-year span. But want to know how many times they play Nebraska? That’s right, 6 times.

Years ago, the Big Ten foresaw how bad Nebraska would be under Mike Riley and intervened to grease Ohio State’s schedule. The Big Ten probably even added the five-time national champion Huskers to the conference for this reason.

Why would the Big Ten do this? It’s simple, and it goes back to Bo Schembechler’s reign:

Rumors have it that Jim Delaney wanted Michigan to do something to increase revenue for the Big Ten, BO and Michigan officials objected because of the great tradition at Michigan. Ever since then Jim Delaney has had a disliking for Michigan. Even though we generate the most revenue and viewership ratings across the country. That disliking was amplified when Coach Jim Harbaugh came into town and objected against playing college football on Friday’s because Friday’s should be reserved for the young guns in high school.

No treatise is complete without a CALL TO ACTION.

1) Put pressure on Warde Manuel and Dr. Mark Schlissel to grow spines and openly address the issue and for them to put pressure on the Big Ten.

I’ve already drafted an email.

2) Start boycotting sponsors of the Big Ten. We will need to make a list of sponsors.

Fuck off, Dr. Pepper.

3) Start a campaign to investigate the Big Ten. Either through the NCAA or private investigators or public investigators.

The hairs on the back of my neck are standing upright.

4) Use our leverage (most viewership and revenue generating school) and possibly leave the Big Ten as a whole.

Michigan to the Pac-12!

5) Consider possible lawsuits that will require dispositions from Big Ten officials and refs as well as require subpoenas into any related documents.

Get Alan Dershowitz on the horn right now.

6) Root against and support opponents of Big Ten teams other than Michigan.

Michigan fans are now rooting for Ohio State this weekend.

7) Start social media campaigns that highlight every bad or missed call by Big Ten officials.

This is already happening, but good. Let’s continue it.

8) Make sure that Jim Harbaugh doesn’t stop his criticism of the officials and Big Ten. That way we can ensure that he isn’t silenced, in sense.

I’m sure he won’t!

9) Have recruits who are fair, honest, and have integrity start to call out the Big Ten refs.

Make the moral case. It will move them.

10) Keep a count of bad/no calls made by officials. Tally it up by their names. Research their backgrounds and any possible allegiances to a specific school and how they treated their rivals or opponents.

This always leads to a just conclusion.

Michigan had four penalties for 28 yards at Wisconsin, compared to four for 35 yards committed by the Badgers.