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cupidsmoonlight · 2 years

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middle child // steve harrington

(steve harrington x fem!wheeler!reader)

(billy hargrove x fem!wheeler!reader)

A/N: this starts from season one and progresses on to four. in chronological order! does this make sence? i dont even know. basically its steve and your relationship through the seasons. you get it. i’ll go.

Summery: nancy’s little sister has been, and always will be in love with steve harrington.

Word Count: over 1000

Warnings: jealousy, semi-public sex scenes, overall roughness, controlling!steve, etc...

steve harrington. you had been in love with him for as long as you could remember. well... since your sister started dating him during 10th grade. being introduced to steve harrington was like a light finally shinning in your life. he was the first person ever to treat you like you were your own person. being the middle child of the wheeler family, you really were only known as nancy's younger sister or mike’s older sister. steve always called you by your name. no matter who he was talking to. he never made you feel like a failed varient of someone else. steve harrington was a breath of fresh air.

in some fucked up way, he made you whole. sadly, your sister felt the same way. thats why for years you kept quiet, listening to the golden child of the wheeler family complain about him, fight with him, cry to him. it didn’t stop there, because nancy was only one year older than you, you were a freshman when she was a sophomore. that basically meant that not only did you have to wake up to steve sneaking in the window to “study” with nancy, but you had to see them all throughout the school.

one thing you love about steve is that he always made sure you felt included. always invited you to the parties, always let you tag along as the third wheel(er)(lol). steve was always good to you. kind to you. made you feel special on your darkest days. until sadly, one day steve stopped coming around. and nancy got more uptight. you loved your sister, you did. but part of you never forgave fate for nancy meeting steve first. when you finally asked your sister what had happened, she just cried into your arms. you held her as she sobbed, and you kept quiet.

you and steve just kinda...stopped talking after that. your friendship was gone. you never saw him anymore. it was like a wall had been put up. every time you saw him the two of you could even make small talk without a cloud of awkwardness floating over.

frankly, because you two stopped talking, you were quite surprised to see how upset steve got when he saw you and billy kissing in the alleyway behind the gym after the “big game”.in fact, he got really upset. so upset he pulled you off of billy as soon as he saw the “traumatizing” sight. he dragged you by your arm all the way to the empty girls locker room and fucked you over and over again until you both finally got your whits about you, quickly got dressed, and drove to his house. let’s just say you did not make it home that night.

you two were in love immediately. nancy was fine with it because she didnt love steve. not like you would. not like you always did. the world was finally back on its axis. y/n wheeler and steve harrington were soulmates. everyone knew it. as people came and left her life, and steve graduated and she became a junior, as the school year passed, and you were both still more in love than ever.

even with steve working at scoops ahoy and you life-guarding at the local pool all day, your relationship thrived. well, it was thriving until billy started working at the pool and steve got jealous. he would come visit you on the weekends with the kids, (mike, dustin, lucas, eleven, and will), and if he saw billy standing too close, a screaming match would begin. although you loved how each argument ended in angry sex, you resented how jealous he got. it kind of hurt your feelings, i mean, he was your first... everything. did he really not trust you at all? when you confronted him about your feelings, he completely understood. he tried to explain how he did trust you, it was billy. billy could be a snake, steve knew that. he just wanted to protect you.

until he lost you. he was on his way to pick you up after work, as he does most friday’s. he was horrified when he didn’t see you waiting in the usual spot. he immediately parked the car and began to look around, calling your name. he couldn't loose you, not with everything that was about to go down in hawkins. he swore he almost died as he saw you and billy making out in the alleyway between the shed and the fence.

“y/n?” he called to you, his tone almost at a whisper. you and billy didn’t hear as billy reached his hands under your t-shirt. steve called out to you louder as his face turned to a pained expression and his eyes began to tear, “y/n?”

you finally took notice of the boy standing on the grass, looking at you like you had killed his puppy. you turned to him, “what?” you truly had just ripped his heard out and took a bite. steve didn’t understand. all he could do was stand there as you looked at him. he could physically feel his heart breaking deep inside of his chest. as his tears poured down like an april rain shower, he spoke up, “n-nothing.” he let out a dry chuckle, turned, and left.

if only he had known what he knew now. if he had known that you were going to die in the slimy tentacles of the mind-flayer. if he had known that it wasn’t really you making out with billy that night. if he had known that you hadn’t actually been you for a long time, maybe you would be alive right now. maybe you two would be cuddled up watching “top gun” and laughing as you both tried to imitate the stupid volleyball scene.

he couldn’t even say goodbye. he didn’t even get to hold you in his arms as you passed. he couldn’t tell you he loved you. you couldn’t tell him that you knew, and even though you weren’t yourself, you were always with him one way or another. he couldn’t even see your body. the police didn’t find it. it was like you had upped and disappeared into purgatory.

if only he knew the truth. if only he knew where your body went. if only he could tell you those three words, eight letters, and three syllables, just one more time. who knows? maybe, one day, he will...

AUTHORS NOTE: omgggg another postttt!!! i came up with this idea at like 5 in the morning and wrote it down in my drafts. i’ve been working on this all day and i hope yall liked it!

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#steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x wheeler!reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader smut

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monatice · 2 months

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Secrets - Yang Jungwon

Summary: Jungwon was Seonwoo’s best friend. Seonwoo was your brother and Jungwon was telling him everything. Except for the name of his crush. How could he tell his best friend that he had fallen in love with his sister?

You and your brother Seonwoo were close, unlike other siblings. There were not many times you argued with each other, quite the contrary you were always together and spent a lot of time together.

You didn’t have many friends as a child, so your brother was worried about you and always took you with him and his best friend Jungwon. You appreciated that your brother’s best friend never minded you tagging along, as other friends would. ‘why would you take your annoying sister again’ or other words. But no, he greeted you and even involved you in conversations. Surely, you weren’t as close to Jungwon as your brother was, but you couldn’t deny that there was something between you.

The age gap between Seonwoo and you wasn’t big, therefore it was also small between Jungwon and you. You didn’t want to say you had a crush on your brother’s best friend, but neither could you deny it.

Of course, you had to admit that he was indeed an attractive young man, and you didn’t want to deny that, but you also were fully aware of the fact that you two might never end up together. You were just the sister of Seonwoo, and Jungwon was simply your brother's best friend.

But it seemed like life had different plans for you. Whenever Seonwoo wasn’t around, Jungwon flirted with you and complimented you. It was at first weird to receive compliments from him, but slowly you liked it. And you complimented him back; and slowly started to flirt with him.

You were wondering about how to tell Seonwoo about this. Would you simply tell him that you fell in love with his best friend? Or would you have to do it differently? So many questions but no answer. You thought.

Seonwoo was indeed aware of the flirt between you two. Whenever he took the order or went to pay he saw that you were flirting with each other. Seonwoo saw how Jungwon looked at you.

At first, he didn’t like it, but when he saw how happy Jungwon was making you with small compliments and jokes, he let him continue. He also let Jungwon ask you out on dates, or to any other occasion. Seonwoo knew whenever you told him you were about to meet a friend, that it was not always your female friends, but sometimes Jungwon taking you out. But he let it happen, seeing how happy you were whenever you returned. And how happily you called your best friend to talk about the dates and the worries you had about your brother finding out.

Eventually, Seonwoo needed to have a conversation with both of you. He wanted you two to be open about the relationship, even if that meant that he would turn out to be the third wheel from time to time.

So one day, when Jungwon and you were out, you received a message from Seonwoo, in a newly created group chat called ‘family matters’. Jungwon looked confused about why he would be added, but when he saw that Seonwoo mentioned him in the message, he knew it was meant to be. “(y/n), Jungwon. Come home, we need to discuss something.”

You looked up to Jungwon, who was already meeting your eyes. “Do you think he found out?” you wondered.

Jungwon shrugged. “Only one way to find out. Going there.” he continued to walk.

“Together? Jungwon we can’t possibly go there and arrive together?” you walked after him. “Of course, sometimes people arrive at the same time,” Jungwon said. “Plus, he will find out one day or another.” Jungwon looked at you. “Or do you not want to date me openly?” he stopped.

You met his eyes. “I want to date you, but I am scared to end a friendship between you two,” you explained.

“It won’t happen, (y/n).” Jungwon took your hand and you walked to your home. Thankfully, your parents weren’t around because you moved out with your brother together, but it still felt like your father called about an incident.

As you both entered the apartment Seonwoo was already sitting on the couch, not looking back at who entered. “Sit down,” he said. “Both of you,” he added.

You looked at Jungwon and then walked to the couch to sit on the armchair, facing your brother. Jungwon sat down across from Seonwoo.

“I know what’s going on between you.” Seonwoo started as soon as Jungwon leaned back. You were fumbling with your hands, not knowing what to say. “Listen, we wanted to tell you, but somehow, we did not know how. I mean, she is your sister.” Jungwon said.

“And you are my best friend. I know how you are. And I know you would never voluntarily hurt my sister.” Seonwoo looked up, meeting Jungwon’s eyes.

“I was still scared you would not accept it,” he said.

“It’s a lie. I told him not to tell you. I was afraid of destroying your friendship. So, I told him not to tell you.” you interfered.

“I don’t have anything against you dating. Seriously, I am glad you have found a great man like Jungwon. I am just sad that you thought you could not tell me.” Seonwoo explained.

“I am sorry, Seonwoo-ah” you apologised. “From now on I will tell you everything important for you to know.”

Seonwoo nodded. “Alright.” he smiled.

You stood up and sat down next to Jungwon and gave him a kiss, which didn’t last long. But then Seonwoo looked at you, a hint of shock on his face. “Alright, one thing. I am okay with you two dating, but perhaps do not kiss in front of me?” Seonwoo joked. Jungwon and you laughed. “Sure, we can manage that.” Jungwon laughed.

“Thank you, Seonwoo,” he added.

“Break her heart, Jungwon. And I’ll break your bones,” he warned him. Jungwon smiled. “I am not going to hurt her, I promise. Plus, I need my bones,” he added, making Seonwoo laugh.

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trashytoastboi · 2 years

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hc's for brother Killer and Zoro react and protect their little siblings who's in a relationship with their captain's. I can only imagine these two being the old brothers getting jealous of their siblings being too close to their captains, or them babysitting two child like adults every missions and making sure everyday that they won't do dumb and impulsive things while they weren't looking at the couple 🤣 ps i really really love your works! I love u!

Heyya! 🍞 thank you so much for saying so! This was super fun to write! I can definitely see the boyyo's being stressed, knowing their captains. Sorry this took so long to get around to, and hope you enjoy~

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Headcanons: Brother! Killer and Brother! Zoro react to Sibling! Reader who is dating their captains.

Killer

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🍜 Honestly, wasn't the happiest when he discovered his sibling had entered a relationship with Kid. While it apparently had been like that for a while without Killer's knowledge. {Name} had asked to keep it under wraps until they felt it would be alright to tell Killer. After a long conversation and a lot of doubt on Killers part, his blessing came in the disguise of telling Kid he better not mistreat his sibling. Not that he is doubting his captain, but the overwhelming urge to protect his sibling from danger and heartbreak alike seems to take precedence.

🍜 Of all the things, Killer most often found himself being a little annoyed with a sheer drop in the time he was able to spend with {Name}. All of their free time would be spent with Kid, occasional outings and dates and even sneaking away from their duties to see Kid all became commonplace occurrences. Killer recalled when he was younger and used to get annoyed with {Name} following him around like a chick Looking for its mother hen. Now that they don't seem to look for him at all anymore made Killer a little sad.

🍜 Killer knew of Kid's tendency to find himself in trouble one way or another. Whether it be with fellow pirates or the Marines. As such, for the sake of not endangering {Name}, Killer sometimes acted as a chaperone when there was a potentially dangerous situation waiting around. Killer kept to himself, but could not express how bored the feeling was being a third wheel.

🍜 For an obvious reason... Killer was not impressed when he found his sibling full of hickeys... courtesy of the captain. Kid thought he had been quite polite in that regard, seeing that the marks Killer picked up on, simply peeked out from {Name's} collar. Being the gremlin he is and listening to Killer explaining why he should not leave marks enabled Kid to do something. He marched up to {Name} and gave them a really noticeable mark that could not be covered easily. Killer never brought up the matter of the hickey again.

🍜 Killer eventually got used to the situation and decided to leave his captain and sibling to their own devices. Finally leaving his initial worry over the situation behind. He couldn't help it, seeing just how much he loved and felt a need to protect his sibling. There was an initial anxiety but entrusting his captain and his sibling. He can only wish the best for them.

🍜 The semblance of peace Killer felt, ended as quickly as it began. With Kid and {Name} getting themselves into, what could only be called a life threatening situation. After escaping the near death experience, telling the tale of what happened and the news getting back to Killer was enough to just make him question everything. Or at the very least, the kind of antics Kid was unintentionally dragging Killer's sibling into.

Roronoa Zoro

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⚔ Zoro generally believed in that "Your life is your business" philosophy. Often times many felt that was quite an indifferent philosophy to have, and yet it was a simple manner of not getting involved or disturbing others for their choices. Unless they were close to him and their actions could potentially endanger themselves or those Zoro cared about. This could have explained his reaction to the news of Luffy and {Name} being together. Zoro was surprised at the news but somehow felt happy for his sibling and Luffy- next to his worry about the situations they probably would find themselves in.

⚔ Zoro was honest about his worries and expressed it quite clearly to both his sibling and Luffy. The talk of general worry soon evolved into a lecture of taking care of {Name} properly, not endangering them and making sure they are always safe. Sanji pitched in with both his woe and two cents. Luffy just smacked Zoro on the back, reassuring him that everything will be fine (It was not).

⚔ While mostly unaffected, Zoro did notice quite the distinct difference in the time he would spend with {Name}. Generally they would train together or have random conversations. Those instances seemed to decline from an occasional thing to a rare thing. Zoro felt the absence of his sibling, but did not mind too much. It was hard to avoid people on the same ship after all.

⚔ After docking and disembarking for a little bit of land roaming, Zoro stuck with {Name} and Luffy. Genuinely out of concern for whatever antics or trouble Luffy will find or create. Zoro understands that sometimes the trouble isn't by choice and it simply finds him unintentionally, but even so. The potential of putting his sibling at risk is the one thing Zoro never, ever wants.

⚔ Beyond {Name's} safety and Luffy's latent ability of finding trouble, Zoro never interfered nor felt a need for his presence to be lurking around the couple. The only time his presence was noticed is generally when protecting his captain and sibling from whatever trouble they ended up in. Zoro would lecture the couple about not ending up in these situations but takes it in stride.

⚔ Luffy and {Name} had plans to go and roam around the island. See the sights, eat the food (mostly eat the food) and try to find adventure wherever they went. Had this been a normal day, Zoro would have been close by (getting lost) in case something happened. Today, he decided against that for a nice nap in the shade and relaxation. What Zoro did not expect was the fact that Luffy and {Name} stumbled into a horde of Marines.

⚔ Zoro awoke to the sounds of chaos, gunfire, cries of various Marines and Luffy's signature method of destruction. The peaceful nap was over and {Name} ran for dear life, with Luffy in tow and a slew of Marines in pursuit behind them. Zoro took the hint and ran along with them. He could only internally sigh at the situation and expected many, many more occurrences such as this to happen in future.

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aishakasa · 10 months

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• Found You (P.JS)

Part 2 coming soon

It hurts to remember everything from the very beginning.

Adjusting to the life that she wasn't used to, she tried her best to act neutral cause of the arena she got for making ties with an artist who's in an incredible platform.

But after a few months, she quickly got the hang of it, all the ups and downs of their relationship immediately fixed the cause of the power of their trust.

"Can we stay like this, for a moment?" After saying the same thing a few hours ago, being trapped in his arms and can't move a muscle.

"I forgot to say something to you" he hummed waiting for an answer, "My auntie from the province asked me to live there with her"

He slowly let go of her and faced him "Is there something wrong? Why are you suddenly saying that?"

"It's not like I'm staying there forever, my family members are so busy with their work, so I think I'm the only one who's available as of now" she holds his hand and kissed the back of it.

"I promise, I'll talk to you every day, she's in a very bad condition right now, something might happen to her as we speak" he sighed and held her tight in his comfort "I understand that, don't worry I won't stop you"

"Jay, even if I'm far away, you're not alone, I'll still support you, my dear, please... wait for me" she slowly teared up, she back away from him and left the room.

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Before she left the city, they made a time capsule to remember each other, going to the place only they would know, a remembrance of their activity before her departing.

"[Name]! I've been quite busy lately, how are you doing? How's your auntie?" their first video call, a few weeks after she left, they couldn't talk that much cause of his tight schedule.

"Ah, I'm doing okay, and good news, my Auntie's recovering, the doctors said something triggered her nervous system but it wouldn't take too long for her to recover" she explained.

"Good to know she's getting better" she smiled and nodded "Yeah, I mean, she was one of the women who raised me from diapers to prom days"

The call lasted for five hours, Jay who secretly spoiled lyrics for his comeback to her and found the new song amusing.

And everything was just a voice of them laughing "Take care of yourself okay?" he chuckled "Yes ma'am"

That was a memory he remembered seven years ago.

He stared at the glass window, having thought about her a third time today, it's almost been a decade since he last saw her, and he decided to go to the hometown of his lover and check for himself.

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"Oh, you mean [Name]? The last time I talked to her was a few years ago, but yeah, they moved out of this place two years ago" one of her neighbors answered his desperate question.

"Thank you so much for the information" now that he knew, he was confused why didn't she tell me she had to move out here? And why was she last seen three years ago?

He drove around the neighborhood and ask for random residents about the woman, and all of them answered the same thing 'we never knew what happened to her

He banged his head on the stirring wheel, still confused about her whereabouts, that is until one person came to his mind.

Riezza, her inseparable best friend. He tried to look for her location and ended up finding it at the end of the day.

"Your [Name]'s friend, right?" he looked up at her house and saw her head popping out in the window.

"yare yare daze"

She went outside her house and answered him directly "Don't ask me, I also can't contact her, that woman always does things on her own"

"Is that so, well sorry for distributing you, you might be busy"

As she watched his vehicle drove away from the second floor of her house, she took out a box of cleaning sponge and soap to disinfect the objects the man held in her home.

Her loud sigh exhaled while scrubbing the cleaning materials. That man's desperate, so, how long are you gonna keep hiding his child, [Name] Ackerman?

#enhypen x reader #enha #jungwon #sunghoon #heeseung #engene #jay #sunoo #jake sim #kim sunoo #nishimura riki #fanfic #enhypen #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpopidol #bias #kpop edits

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fan-burns · 2 years

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Drop some Robots headcanons if you have any lol

Oh I got em. I got some pride ones just for the occasion. There’s also gonna be a lot of Star Wars references too, lol.

Rodney’s trans (duh) and is bisexual. I’ve seen people headcannon that he’s polya too, so there’s that too.

Lug and Diesel are gay. (duh)

Fender’s pan, and can’t help but simp for Rodney.(“He kinda cute though-“)

Crank has a teeny tiny crush on Rodney cuz he’s like super positive and hard not to like. He’s also ace!

Cappy and Loretta know damn well their bfs are gay for each other and are waiting for one of them to crack.

Bigweld definitely sees Rodney as a son. Big old guy teaching a younger guy his tricks? Definitely getting dad vibes.

Rodney and Ratchet got the Obi Wan and General Nefarious relationship going on.

Relating to my movie plot, Rodney will absolutely use those magnet powers like the fucking force, there is no other way.

Cappy and Piper are BFFs are you cannot convince me otherwise.

Speaking of Piper, she’s always dreamed of being in a roller derby! We can actually see a poster in her room!

Loretta has a cat named Persephone! She hates Rodney for some reason, despite Lorrie’s attempts to make them get along.

Rodney has a god tier impersonation of Obi wan Kenobi for obvious reasons, and it always freaks everyone out. (or would it be Obi wan Kenobot?)

Speaking of which, Rodney’s a pretty convincing actor when he needs to be. Secret theater child, lol.

The Wonderbot is pretty much Rodney’s illegitimate child at this rate. They hang around Cappy’s place since Rodney’s kinda homeless and wants a place that’s closer to Bigweld Industries.

Cappy’s house is incredible, according to Rodney, who’s never been in a rich girls house before. Truth be told, it isn’t too fancy, but it’s definitely a lot better than Aunt Fan’s place.

Cappy was born outside of the city, so she was an outmode. Her folks weren’t the greatest people, so she fled to the city where she ran into Bigweld. She got a job there, and got a “cheap” outfit to fit in better. When Ratchet took over she had to get some actual upgrades or lose everything she worked for. This explains why she has so many different outfits unlike everyone else who only have one.

Speaking of Cappy’s parents, just imagine the most stereotypical southern assholes you can imagine, lol. The “fancy rich kid came from some southern couple out near the Alabama-Florida boarder in a crack shed off the side of the road” trope is a classic to me. (UPDATE: I’m overhauling the story behind Cappy’s parents in a future post as I realized that I can do better with them.)

Rodney and Cappy are immune to horror films, Fender and Lorrie are not.

Crank, Lug, and Diesel are buds. They usually hang out together with Crank being a third wheel.

That’s all I’ve got for now!

#robots 2005 #rodney copperbottom #robots movie #robots (2005)#headcanon

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darkmulti · 3 years

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I LOOOOOOOOOOVE YOUR NEW BTS HEADCANONS

They’re literally so good I can’t get over them!

I’d like to request stepbrother tae with younger reader, where the reader is inexperienced and tae teaches her everything. With some yandere themes, age gap, virginity loss, praising, master/angel calling.

Thanks very much :)

-> thank you, bb😙

-> sorry for any mistakes

⚠️: Yandere!Taehyung, virgin!reader, stepbrother!Taehyung, age gap (reader is 18 and Taehyung is 28)

Your dad proposed to his two year long girlfriend

Your mom passed away when you were 6 and your dad has been raising you as a single father until he met his now fiancé when you were 16

You accepted the relationship because your father meant the world to you

After your mom’s death, he fell into a deep depression but kept going for you

He loved, protected and cared about you greatly

Your dad waited for you to turn 18 before proposing to his girlfriend

The reason why is because, he didn’t want you to feel left out or forgotten

He wanted you to enjoy the last 2 years of your childhood before you join the harsh, adult world

Your dad was the best dad you could ask for and all you wanted was to see him happy again

And you knew this marriage was the answer

You helped your future step mom with everything

From picking little decor for the tables, to the bridesmaids dresses, to the theme of the wedding — your step mother wanted your opinion on everything

You both finally got the chance to bond without your dad third wheeling

While you guys were out, doing some last minute shopping, your step mother confessed something

“Sweetheart, I’m so excited to marry your father but something in my heart feels incomplete.”

You scrunch your face and immediately ask her “what’s wrong?”

“My son…” she hesitated but continued, “… I want to invite him to our wedding but I’m not sure how he’d react to me re-marrying. After all, he’s daddy’s boy.”

“You have a son? How come dad’s never told me?” You said and frowned

“Well, I don’t like talking about it very much. My son is not the biggest fan of me, but in the end, he is still my child.”

“I don’t understand… why doesn’t he like you?”

“His dad made him believe that I cheated on him, even though it was the other way around. Taehyung left me behind without letting me explain what actually happened.”

“I’m so sorry about that. Maybe you can send him an invitation. If he comes, he comes, if he doesn’t then he’s missing out.”

She chuckled and started walking again

“I guess you’re right. Thank you for the reassurance.”

The wedding arrived faster than you imagined

Since the morning, you’ve been running back and forth, making sure everything’s perfect because you don’t want your dad nor your step mom to be stressed

The ceremony itself took place during the day time and in the evening, there was going to be a reception party

The ceremony went well, but your step mom seemed to be a little upset

You assumed it was because her son, “Taehyung” didn’t show up

You felt bad for her, but there was nothing you could do

The reception party was amazing

Your dad and step mom were enjoying every bit of it

The food was amazing, everyone was cheering & bringing up past memories

All was going well till someone walked in that caught your step moms attention and wiped the smile off her face

You followed her stare and saw a handsome man wearing a black suit standing in the door way

“Taehyung?”

Your step mom said, before getting up and running to him

She was about to pull him in for a hug but he rejected

“I see you got married again, mother. Does this guy know he’s wasting his time on a cheater?”

That was when you butted in and stepped in front of your step mom

“If you have nothing good to say, then leave. Your mother is trying to make amends with you and if you can’t cooperate, you might as well go home.”

“And who are you?”

“I’m her daughter.” You said, proudly

“Step daughter, Taehyung.” Your step mom chimed in, not wanting her son to get the wrong idea

Taehyung rolled his eyes and went towards the bar

“Please don’t let him spoil your night, ma. I’ll keep him out of trouble.”

You thought Taehyung was going to do something obnoxious but, no

He sat down at a table all the way in the corner and started talking to you

You were a charming girl and he absolutely loved it

Your eyes full of love and innocence

He asked you about your dating life and you replied that you weren’t interested

That’s when Taehyung knew, he had to stick around

6 months had gone by and Taehyung finally apologized to his mother

Your step mom was over joyed that her son was back

She felt like her life was getting back together

You still lived with your parents, but they didn’t mind since you were in university

Taehyung on the other hand lived in his own apartment near your university

He was actually a professor at your university

One day, your dad asked you if you could sleep over at Taehyung’s place for one night

You asked why and your dad said that this was the day he asked out your step mom so he wanted to do something special

You agreed and packed your bags

Taehyung picked you up and took you back to his place

He kept the conversation going by asking you about school, hobbies, ect

He even offered to give you a private tutoring session for free

The evening with him was going very well

He ordered pizza and there was a movie starting on the T.V

Halfway in the movie, there was a sex scene that made both of you a little needy

You started to move around more and Taehyung was quick to notice

He also had a solution to make you stop

He put his arm around your waist and pulled in closer to him

You were about to ask him what he was doing until you felt his thumb rub your clit in a circular motion

You accidentally let out a loud moan in satisfaction

Taehyung didn’t waste this opportunity and kissed you hard

He turned the T.V off and got on top of you, rubbing his raging bugle against your clit

You started rubbing against him too, wanting him to fill you up

He removed your shorts and started rubbing your clit faster

“Have you ever played with yourself like this before?”

“N- No.”

“Let master show you how to pleasure yourself, okay.”

He pulled you into his lap and made you spread your legs wide

He guided your hands on your clit

“Rub it, angel.. It whatever way it feels good.”

You started off slow but it wasn’t satisfying you so you increased your speed

You were about to cum but Taehyung slapped your hand away from your clit

“Rule number one, angel. You will not cum without master’s permission.”

“Okay.”

He slapped your clit, making you flinch in his lap

“Rule number two, you call me master. Understood?”

“Understood, master.”

“Good, angel. Master likes fast learners.”

Taehyung’s hand made it’s way back to your private area

He pushed in the tip of his pointer finger and you let out a squeal

“M-master! It hurts.”

“I know, angel. You’re so tight, that’s why…” he removed his finger from you and brought it up to your mouth, “angel, suck my finger.”

You happily opened your mouth and sucked on his pointer finger till it was wet with your saliva

“Perfect, angel.”

He slipped it back in, but this time it went in easier

“Master, don’t take it out. It feels good.” You whisper as you rocked your hips for some friction

He immediately removed it causing you to whine and squirm a little

“Rule number three. You don’t tell master what to do. Understood?”

“Yes, master. I’m sorry.” You said, softly

“Rule number four, you don’t whine. I don’t want any whining, angel. Or else, I won’t give you what you want.”

“I understand, master. It won’t happen again.”

You were so obedient, it was driving Taehyung crazy

You were so desperate for his touch and love

“Okay angel, lay down on your back and put your legs in the air.”

You did exactly what he said and spread your legs wide

He slid his fingers along your slit only to find out how wet you’d gotten just from all the teasing

He spread your wetness all over your hole for some lube then pushed in the tip

You were a little scared so you touched around for something to grab onto and Taehyung noticed

He intertwined both of his hands with yours before pushing deep inside you

You screamed a little because it was your first time

“M- Master. Slow.”

“It’s okay, angel. It’ll only hurt for a little bit.”

He pushed his whole length in you and kept his pace slow

“Master, it hurts!” You yelled, throwing your head back and releasing your tears

Taehyung quickened his pace so you could adjust to him faster

After a couple of fast thrust, you started moaning and rolling your eyes back in pleasure

You let go of his hands and held onto his back

“Master-mmmh!”

Taehyung placed his thumb on your clit and started rubbing it while fucking you faster

“M- Master! It feels so good.”

“I know. You’re taking me so well, angel.” He whispered into your ears, sending chills down your spine

Taehyung has been dreaming of this moment ever since he met you

All he wanted was to fuck you rough and raw

The idea of claiming you become more and more intense as time went by

You made him crazy

All the love and innocence in your eyes turned into lust for him

“Master, a- a little fa- faster, please. I’m close.”

Taehyung grabbed onto your hips and started fucking you as hard as he could

You were moaning so loudly, he knew you were close

“Tell me angel, what was rule number one again?”

“Don’t c- cum without master’s permission.”

Right after you finished your sentence, you hit your high and wanted to release

“Master! Please let me cum!” You yelled, clenching around him as hard as you could in order to stop yourself from coming

Taehyung groaned when you clenched around him

It was like paradise

“Master, please! I beg you! I can’t hold it!”

He pushed his whole length in one more time before saying, “release, angel.”

You covered his cock in a coat of cum while he filled you up

Both of you were panting heavily until Taehyung pulled out and carried you to his room

“You did such a good job, angel. Now let master take care of you.”

Just like that, you fell into his trap

#taehyung smut #bts smut #bts yandere #yandere bts

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siswritesyanderes · 3 years

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If it had been Jasper-Sadie or Alice-Sadie as the vampires and finding their third later, how if at all would any of the “prior” story (the Twilght saga proper) have changed?

This turns the timeline inside out, but Meyer was never great at those anyway.

(Hi, if you're from the Twilight fandom stumbling across this post without context, Sadie is my OC in a yandere Alice/yandere Jasper/OC fic that you can read here.)

Ohhh, so much potential there! I can't answer that in full, because doing so would spoil what Sadie's potential vampire ability is. (Super sorry about that. Feel free to ask again after that information has come up in Rule One!)

I can say that both Bella and Edward would take to confiding in her and seeking her counsel with regards to their relationship. Especially if it's a Sadie-Alice duo; Edward would be super close with both Sadie and Alice (like he's close with Alice in canon), and while he sometimes gets frustrated with Alice, he pretty much always respects Sadie. It's like, Alice would be Bella's best friend and Edward's partner in crime (since she's still the one who would agree to kidnap Bella, whereas Sadie would never), and Sadie would be Bella's confidante and Edward's moral compass. Both Bella and Edward would go to Sadie for advice about each other, and Sadie, though startled by their neediness, would always have something valuable to say.

(Picture Bella or Edward bursting into Sadie's room with a question, and Sadie, wide-eyed, putting down whatever she's doing and saying, "Alrighty then, have a seat.)

Edward trusts that Sadie wouldn't lie to him, so the urgency in having Bella run to him in Italy before he sparkles in front of people (lest he read Alice's thoughts and assume she's lying to him) wouldn't be a thing; Sadie just runs Bella to Edward with vampire speed and is subjected to that whole reunion as an awkward third wheel while Alice parks the stolen car.

Also, Sadie would tip every fight slightly more in favor of the Cullens, but she would also have a habit of really wanting to talk to the enemies instead of attacking them. This is good/useful with the Volturi but not so good/useful with Victoria and Riley.

Oh! Also, Sadie would realize that Victoria will probably follow Edward's scent, in Eclipse, and Sadie would accompany him and Bella in sitting the battle out, so that they have more backup against Victoria. Jasper and Alice wouldn't be privy to the fact that Victoria is coming; this is just a realization that Sadie has that Edward hears in her mind. (As far as Jasper and Alice are concerned, Sadie is sitting the battle out just to be safe, and they're happy that she won't be in harm's way.) This is where Sadie's need to talk to enemies would become a problem, because both Victoria and Riley are too far gone to listen to reason, but Sadie really believes in them and wants to convince them they don't have to die today. It still turns out fine, though. Sadie gets a little hurt, but she's fine. Alice and Jasper would be absolutely smothering, after. Victoria is lucky she's already dead, because they would make her suffer.

And Sadie would think to explain things to Irina before Alice realizes that Irina is going to the Volturi, so that whole misunderstanding never happens.

All of that being said, the thought of "Yandere Alice meets Sadie first" and "Yandere Jasper meets Sadie first" got really interesting to me. So I have to talk about those scenarios immediately.

I'm going to place Sadie sometime in the twentieth century in both cases, and I'm going to try to let the time period matter as little as possible, but feel free to imagine them in 50s or 60s attire, lol. (Or 70s or 80s; again, it doesn't matter that much; I'm just placing her in the twentieth century to keep the rough order of events the same, kind of.) I'm approaching this with the assumption that Alice and Jasper still become vampires in the same way/at the same time as they do in canon; they just meet at different times. I'm not dealing with the Confederate thing here, though, because I'll be dealing with it in Rule One.

I'm gonna go ahead and put it all under the cut. (And if your experience of Rule One is more invested in the potential for wholesome romance than the yandere aspect, maybe the rest of this isn't for you, because this is definitely more yandere-leaning, lol.)

Alice-Sadie

Alice knows three things: 1. Her own name. 2. That she is going to join the Cullens. 3. That Sadie, whom she has not yet met, is her soulmate.

Though she slips up every now and then, Alice does her best not to eat humans. She wants to fit in with the Cullens by the time she finds them, so she's accustoming herself to the animal diet. Anyway, she has a mate out there whom she will meet as a human, and she has to get herself under control before she can risk being around her.

The thing is, Alice knows about Sadie before Sadie is actually an option, so she has to kill time so that she doesn't meet Sadie too early. And Alice hates waiting, so she goes ahead and introduces herself to the Cullens before Sadie. She tells them all about how she'll have a soulmate soon, and how it's killing her to keep her distance but she knows things will be way better if she never meets Sadie as a child. She decorates her room with things that Sadie likes, anticipating that one day she'll be sharing the room with Sadie. Honestly, if it weren't for Edward's mind reading, the rest of the Cullens might think Sadie was an imaginary friend or something.

(Rosalie would normally take issue with Alice's plans to intrude on the life of a human she's never met just because of a potential future where they're in love, but she doesn't really take Alice's fantasizing seriously until it's too late.)

One day, Alice just sort of disappears from the Cullen house, and only Edward knows where she's gone.

Sadie is finally at the right age; it's time.

Alice appears in Sadie's life, and everything she says and does is perfect. She rockets from stranger to friend to best friend at an impressive rate, her precognition easily compensating for Sadie's hesitancy (and Sadie would start off more wary than she is in Rule One, due to the time period). Having left the rest of the Cullens, for the time being, there is nothing (read: no one) holding Alice back from being absolutely surgical about making herself important in Sadie's life and subtly isolating her. She gives expensive gifts, and comprehensive compliments, and she always knows what to say to make Sadie like and trust her more.

When Sadie starts to become suspicious about the evolution of their friendship, Alice drops the vampire bomb and the soulmate bomb all at once, showing Sadie her speed and strength and sparkles. There was no better way to do it. Alice checked; this was the absolute best set of circumstances for the reveal.

Sadie asks for time to process the information. She asks for space. Alice graciously allows it; she's practically living with Sadie at this point, anyway. (Not that Sadie knows it. But yeah, she's in Sadie's house pretty much 24/7 (minus her hunting trips), dodging notice with stealth and psychic powers.)

When Sadie is ready to talk again, Alice pours out every reassurance: how she will never stop loving her; how she would never hurt her; how she thinks about her all the time and loves her so much. Sadie isn't fully won over by the whole vampire lover concept, but Alice does convince her to come meet her family.

They go to the Cullen house. Alice shows her off to everyone, and Rosalie is stunned, and Emmett laughs incredulously. Edward and Carlisle make polite introductions, and Esme hugs her, just glad to see Alice so happy. (Esme has been so worried about her newest daughter, so flighty and constantly pining for someone who wasn't there. And then she disappeared, and anything could have happened to her! But now she's back, and she's brought someone lovely, and she looks happier than Esme has ever seen her.) Carlisle and Edward give Sadie a more in-depth explanation of how vampires operate and why the bond between mates is a big deal. Esme cooks her a huge meal. Before they know it, nighttime has come, and Sadie falls asleep in Alice's room.

She wasn't drugged or anything; Alice just perfectly orchestrated a set of circumstances in which she would be tired by this exact time.

When she wakes up, Alice is an utter angel, offering her breakfast and a bath and telling her that there's more to see, around the house. She hasn't seen Rosalie's garage, yet! She hasn't seen Esme's garden. And soon enough she's sleeping over again.

On that third day at the house, Rosalie pulls Sadie aside to say that she'll drive Sadie home, if Sadie needs her to. But Alice has done her job well; Sadie likes Alice, and she likes the Cullens, and most of all, she's so curious about vampires and the world thereof. She's willing to stay and learn, provided she can visit her friends and family, and provided Alice doesn't try to change her. She fills several journals with what she learns about vampires, all in the span of a single year. She learns so much, and she's never satisfied that she's learned enough.

When Alice asks her to let Carlisle change her, she chooses exactly the right conversation, exactly the right approach, and exactly the right time. Sadie agrees and becomes a vampire. (She kind of has to, for this prompt, lol.) Rosalie is annoyed, but she knows that Sadie thought the matter over thoroughly.

When the day comes that Alice sees Jasper in their future, she drags Sadie off to meet him, barely explaining herself beyond "We have another mate!". Sadie goes along with it because she's used to Alice's antics.

They meet this crimson-eyed, roguishly handsome vampire, and Jasper is pretty instantly enthralled with them both. He's curious about their golden eyes, charmed by Alice's forwardness, and amused by Sadie's mix of intrigue and wariness. The emotional flavor of Alice's joy and cheerfulness, and of Sadie's curiosity and uncertainty, are enough to pretty much have him wrapped around their fingers right away.

Sadie's reaction is more "Ohhhh, Alice, this guy eats people..."

Alice just goes, "It's okay. Jasper will be willing to change his diet if we ask him to. Won't you, Jasper?"

And it's so presumptuous, but also he's into it, because Sadie has already made it clear that eating humans is a deal-breaker for her, and he doesn't want this meeting to end.

He joins the family, and it feels like the best thing ever; he has two amazing soulmates, and he belongs to a large coven that will always be safe from strangers. The animal-eating thing is a downside, but there's no help for that.

The dynamic for the next little while is that Alice is already in love with both Jasper and Sadie, Jasper is already in love with Alice and Sadie, and Sadie is in love with Alice and polite to Jasper but isn't quite sure about him. Like, she's in a peculiar place of "We are soulmates, and I do like you and feel an attraction to you, and I understand how our personalities are good together, but I don't know how long it'll take me to become comfortable with your past", and Jasper is just falling over himself to earn her approval, but she's comfortable with allowing it to take time.

(Rosalie is secretly very entertained by the whole thing, and Emmett is not-so-secretly entertained.)

Unlike in canon, Jasper would never suggest eating any human ever again; even once Sadie is comfortable with him, he never wants to risk making her doubt him the way she did in the beginning.

Jasper-Sadie

So at this point in his life, Jasper is eating people. His eyes are bright red, and he is ruthless, and Alice isn't around to temper that side of him.

This is absolutely a kidnapping situation.

When he runs into Sadie (entirely by happenstance), he doesn't know immediately that he is in love with her; he just knows that he wants to follow her, so he does. He stalks after her like he has stalked lots of prey in the past. Her blood doesn't sing to him, though; after several hours of just tailing her, he realizes that he just likes to hear her breathe and speak and laugh. He likes to look at her. He likes to taste her emotions on the air. He likes this human.

Then he realizes that he's in love with her, as much as Peter is in love with Charlotte.

He never wants to stop looking at her, listening to her talk...

He manages to get her alone, and he introduces himself in a charismatic, gentlemanly fashion. He kisses the back of her hand (managing to ignore the feel and sound of her pulse so close; he shouldn't take a risk like that again) and says, "Good afternoon, ma'am. My name is Jasper Whitlock. May I ask what your name is?"

She notices the coldness of his skin and the redness of his eyes (and again, time-period-wise, this interaction is very weird), but he is sending her the most powerful waves of comfort and calm that he can. She is dazed and perplexed, but not afraid, as she answers, "I'm Sadie Gilder."

It's the most beautiful name he has ever heard.

He abducts her pretty much then and there; he leads her away with a request that she accompany him and a heavy layer of mood control. Sadie is able to break out of the daze (through sheer overthinking) after they've walked together awhile; by the time she asks, "Wait, where are we?", they've reached the secluded mansion of an old widow.

(Jasper doesn't need a place to sleep, but his Sadie does, so he quickly identified this place as the best option.)

The order in which Jasper eats the occupants of the house and brings Sadie inside the house is up to your imagination, as is whether or not Sadie ends up seeing any bodies or seeing him with blood on his face and clothes. Either way, just the kidnapping itself is enough to have Sadie panicking, and he hates to feel her fear.

He holds her, gives her calming energy, and whispers to her. "Don't be scared. I won't hurt you, Perfect Sadie. I won't eat you. You're too special. Just gonna keep you right here." (He's just eaten a lot of people, so he's okay with breathing right next to her, so that he can keep whispering to her.) She falls asleep in his arms. He doesn't stop holding her, and he doesn't stop whispering. (Also, remember how the first thing he says to Sadie in Rule One is that she's warm and soft? Yeah, he still says that, pretty much verbatim, in this scenario. I'm not putting it in quotes, because it sounds dirty in a kidnapping context, but he for sure says it.)

The next day, since he's keeping up the comforting vibes to keep her from being afraid, Sadie asks Jasper a lot of questions. He tells her everything he knows about vampires. He isn't fully versed in vampire mating, so he isn't able to really inform her that his obsession with her is, to some degree, an inherent vampire trait, but he is very good at conveying to her that he is obsessed.

With no one to tell him to cool it with his power, and with his diet of human blood making his power more potent than it would be on animal blood, Jasper uses it at pretty much full capacity every time, instead of subtle shifts in emotion. So, while Sadie does notice that it's happening, she can't keep herself from the effects of his power by self-awareness alone.

He generally doses her with the same kind of peaceful calm he uses when he meets strange vampires for the first time, instead of the lethargic calm he uses to keep prey docile. He uses the latter when he wants her to sleep, but for the most part he just wants her to be unfearful and communicative.

She eats the food that's in the house. When he's able to convince himself to leave her unattended (usually after he's put her to sleep), he picks up more groceries and abducts some humans for himself. He keeps them in the cellar, far enough away from Sadie that she needn't know they're there but close enough that he can still hear her when he goes down to eat them. It's actually very convenient, not to have to hunt often; he just has to pop down to the cellar and enjoy a few of the already-injured occupants. Having a steady home has its upside. It's a shame someone will eventually notice the widow missing and he'll have to move with Sadie. But there will always be another empty mansion, or a mansion that can be easily made empty.

(When it's time to change homes, Jasper carries Sadie to the new destination while she's sleeping.)

Partially due to the mood control and partially due to the upfront-ness of everything, there's honestly very little tension between them. There's fear, sometimes (The one time Sadie tries to leave the mansion while Jasper is eating, he runs up from the cellar to stop her, and he's still covered in blood, and she's terrified, and it takes him a lot of soothing to get her calm again. It upsets him when she's scared.), but no tension. Sadie would like to leave, but she gathers that she can't, so all there is to do is maneuver within the new situation and learn more about her captor.

And neither of them is inherently a romantic. Jasper loves her, but even he isn't under the impression that they're dating or something. As far as he's concerned, he's keeping her; as far as she's concerned, she's studying him. Jasper is ecstatic with the arrangement, and Sadie is as comfortable as the situation allows.

Peter and Charlotte follow Jasper's scent at some point, wanting to hang out, and Jasper socializes with them outside the mansion, explaining that they can't go in because there's a human inside whom he is invested in keeping alive, and he can't risk them eating her. When they learn that he's in love, they ask if he plans on changing her, but he says that he can't yet. His control isn't good enough.

One day, Alice shows up.

She meets Jasper while he's in town, gathering food for Sadie and himself. They still have the little "You kept me waiting" "My apologies" flirtation, but he's a little more guarded, because he has to get back to Sadie, and as much as he is already beguiled by this weird-eyed stranger, he doesn't want her following him home. She's a vampire, and no vampires are allowed near his Sadie.

Alice really wants to skip the wooing; she's already seen herself with Jasper and Sadie. But she knows that mentioning Sadie too soon could make Jasper defensive, so she has to sprinkle herself slowly into Jasper's life, meeting him when he comes to town and letting his instinctive attraction and fondness for her grow into trust over a span of months (even moving towns when he does). She doesn't say anything about him switching to an animal diet, either; she tells him that she eats animals, but trying to influence him at this stage could alter her chances of seeing Sadie. Better to just let him murder.

Once they're at the right place, trust-wise, she tells him that she is already as in love with Sadie as she is with him, due to her psychic visions, and she asks to meet her. At first, Jasper isn't ready, but after she's asked a few more times, he allows it.

Alice has to be extra careful, because she wants to just run and hug Sadie as soon as she sees her, but if she makes a sudden move, Jasper will react badly. (Especially since the speed that comes with her small frame makes her a genuine threat to Sadie, even with Jasper there.) Not to mention, she has to endear herself to Sadie, whose only experience with vampires has been abduction.

"Sadie Lily Gilder," Alice says, barely restraining her excitement. "I am Alice Cullen. I'm your other soulmate."

Sadie is mostly perplexed and a little exasperated, but Jasper feels suddenly as if the sun has broken through the clouds. (Which means a lot, since he was already happy before.) Alice's joy at finally getting to see Sadie seems to fill the room, and this is his first time hearing Sadie's middle name, and...

"I like seeing you together," he realizes.

For the next few months, Alice is allowed to visit Sadie every now and then, under full supervision from Jasper. He can feel that she loves Sadie as much as he does, but he's still got to be careful. Humans are so fragile, and he's used to only trusting himself. When she comes, Alice brings Sadie little gifts that she never thought to ask Jasper before. She brings a new spritely energy to the house that Sadie comes to enjoy.

The following few months, (and after Jasper has watched her hunt animals) she's allowed to stay over full-time. They watch Sadie sleep, together. She's able to answer more of Sadie's questions.

Alice introduces Jasper to the idea of joining a family she's seen in their future. He doesn't want that many vampires around their Sadie, but as always, Alice says just the right things: they're all animal eaters; she hasn't seen a single future where any of them hurt Sadie; and the eldest of them could change Sadie for them.

(She also has to convince Sadie to want to become immortal with them, since she knows that Carlisle and Edward would be against turning her against her will. It helps that Sadie has been captured by a vampire for a while, now, and being a vampire herself would give her a chance of exerting some control over her future.)

When they meet the Cullens, Alice acts like they're already best friends. Jasper is more formal in asking the patriarch if he can change Sadie for them.

Edward calls them out on kidnapping Sadie, but Sadie points out that, unless things come to blows between the Cullens and Alice and Jasper, the only way for her to no longer be kidnapped is by becoming a vampire.

So Carlisle changes her, and she stays with the Cullens so that she can have someone to help her overcome her thirst during her newborn years without slipping up and hurting someone. Alice and Jasper stay with the Cullens, too (and the Cullens tell Jasper that he has to switch to the animal diet if he wants to stay). Eventually, all three of them are close enough to various members of the Cullen family that they just sort of become part of it.

Having been kidnapped at the start of all this, though, Sadie exerts her autonomy in pretty much every way. In her newborn years, in which she is more temperamental (though that isn't saying much; she's still pretty mellow by newborn vampire standards), she confronts Jasper for what he did, and he pretty much just takes it; things have worked out pretty great for him, so it's only fair to let her get it off her chest. Sadie can feel the bond between her and Alice and Jasper, but she can also feel that he didn't have to do what he did. She goes to visit her human family, once she knows that she won't eat them; she and Rosalie go on lengthy road trips; she and Emmett go to football games; she goes volunteering and home renovating with Esme; she learns languages and musical instruments from Edward; she learns vampire history from Carlisle and even joins him on a trip to Volterra.

She lets Alice buy her clothes but overall gives Jasper a wide berth.

Alice, having gained full trust from Jasper, is able to convince him to allow Sadie her space for a while, as she comes to terms with everything that happened. Jasper agrees, since Sadie isn't so fragile anymore and he knows that Alice is keeping an eye on her. So long as they know where Sadie is at all times, and so long as she is accompanied by at least one of the Cullens, he can bear to spend uninterrupted one-on-one time with his newest mate, especially if doing so will help Sadie to forgive him.

The diet of animal blood makes him less wild (but more tense, as he can feel that he is weaker), and the newness of everything in Sadie's life raises her spirits. Maybe eventually she'll be willing to hang out with him again, but it'll take a few years.

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catt-nuevenor · 3 years

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Which of the Ros are the most possessive. And how would they react if someone is hitting on the Mc.

Alrighty then, lets do a little scene setting shall we?

The MC and RO are in an established relationship by this point, and the MC is not into the attention they are receiving from a visiting merchant.

Hope you all enjoy!

I HIGHLY recommend you head over to the reacts page to read this. There you can enter your own names and pronouns for the characters.

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P looked through the produce, picking out the best, setting aside the bruised or battered fruits as they went. Osmund gave them an indulgent shake of the head, but didn't comment on the particulars of their weekly ritual. It saved him and his wife from having to do it after all.

"Busy day." He commented, stretching out his arms as he peered round the humming market, smiling despite himself when he caught Aveza's eye. She waved to him, and he flicked a hand to wave back only to pause mid motion, the concerned frown on his wife's brow causing him to sit up.

Following Aveza's gesturing, Osmund traced over to a tightly pitched stall near Erda's place. With it's bright blue awning and fancy footed table, an array of impractical knick-knacks and tat spilling out at what he'd been reliably informed were exorbitant prices, the entire set up screamed 'city folk'.

And even if it hadn't, the merchant behind it all declared their origins loud and uncomfortably proud.

"Hey, Starling." Osmund said quietly, eyes locked on the distant stall, the same crease of concern now dipping between his own brows.

P hummed in acknowledgement, but didn't look up from their self imposed task.

"You might wanna go help MC out."

That made them move sure enough. P snapped to attention, quickly looking back over the market, locating their partner in a heartbeat, setting off in their direction within the space of the next.

Aveza lingered a while near the stall, keeping an eye on proceedings as P materialised at MC's side, jaw set, eyes hard, entirely focused on the merchant.

"And who is this?" The young person asked, a sparkling smile falling somewhat flat in the face of the new arrival.

Aveza smirked to herself as she noticed P's hand come to rest comfortingly in the small of MC's back, the way the tiny gesture of comfort made the restrictive bunching of their shoulders ease.

"This is P, my partner." MC said.

"Oh!" The merchant cooed, looking the competition up and down a few times with an appraising eye. "I'm not the only one to admire the local fair then am I?"

P bristled, and Aveza winced, sparing a glance to the town hall, wondering whether now would be a good time to fetch Vyla, or maybe even old Erda, before anything got... messy.

"I suggest," The young person said, a soft rumble trembling beneath every word, "that you quit admiring and start learning to listen to your customers."

Whether by the misfortune of an inherent stupidity, or a suicidal self confidence, the merchant didn't take the hint. "Oh but I have been." The silly young person sighed, gazing at MC with a suggestive smile. "I could listen to them all-"

"Hopeless." P pronounced.

The merchant blinked. Once, twice, stuck somewhere between their lamed flirtation, and P's cutting assessment.

They shook their head, turned away from the stall, and nodded once to MC. "Ready to head home darling?"

Aveza chuckled, heading back to her husband. When P made it back to their stall, MC happily at their side, they both gave them a pat on the back.

"Nicely handled." Osmund grinned, returning the basket they'd forgotten in their haste to rescue MC.

P thanked him, the lightest of blushes dusting their freckled cheeks.

"I honestly thought they was going to hit them for a second there." Aveza said, passing MC a small cloth bag from beneath their stall. "Some pear comfits for your child." She explained, waving a dismissing hand when they reached for their coin pouch. "We've got plenty to spare."

"P's not really the hitting type." MC explained once they'd stashed the little bag of sweets away. "Well, Huite might be a slight exception..."

P laughed. "Don't tempt me." They said, wrapping an arm around MC's waist, kissing their cheek fondly.

"Oh for the love of-" Aveza groaned while her husband sniggered to himself, peering round the lovebirds to where the rejected merchant openly glowered at them. "Go on the pair of you! Before you get us embroiled in a guild war with the newbie."

Osmund and Aveza shooed them off with a cheery wave, promising to stop by the lodging house later, before they headed back to the farm.

"Pass me that second spoke would you?" Osmund said, holding his hand out and flexing his fingers expectantly as he kept his eye on the mechanism. Within a few seconds it was passed over, and with a careful twist and tug, Osmund slotted it into place.

"How'd you know which one was the second one?" L asked, watching the exercise with a all consuming fascination. "There's no numbers or anything."

MC smiled brightly at their partner, and explained Osmund's somewhat eccentric organisation system. "It's practice mostly." They said eventually, once the young person's confusion had descended into a baffled squint. "You get used to it."

"Honestly," Osmund grumbled with a smirk. "You both sound like Aveza. There is a system, and it works well enough."

Locating the next socket, and it's paired counterpart on the hub, Osmund scraped the few flakes of wood shavings out, puffing away at any remaining sawdust. Edony had done a good job, as always, but with the season being what it was, hadn't had the time to clean the new pieces out.

"Where is she?" L asked, swinging their heels against the upturned barrel they sat upon, casting about the market place for sign of the missing woman.

"Third one MC." Osmund said, holding out his hand once more till the spindle was placed upon his palm. "She's with the stall." He explained to the fisherperson. "Not that there'll be much more business today. Most folks do all their essentials in the morning."

A sharp, poorly hidden snort made him glance up at the red faced youngster.

MC smirked, lifting an amused brow. "Really L?"

"Oh come on! 'Do their essentials'?" Tone defensive L tightly crossed their arms over their chest. "It sounds like something Huite would wheeze about in the pub! Right?"

Osmund looked over to MC. "Ready with the fourth spoke?"

"Hey-!"

"Right here."

L shot their lover a withering glare. "Traitor." They huffed, pouting proudly and turning to glare out over the square.

The work continued for a time uninterrupted, MC and Osmund quickly moving through the twelve separate spokes. Edony would fix on the iron tyre later, but they'd at least got the mundane bit of the task done for her.

"Thanks MC." Osmund said, wiping the sweat from his brow with a smudged handkerchief. "I think Aveza has some comfits for you little one tucked away at the stall."

Typically, at this juncture, L would have piped up, driven with an all consuming passion to procure their own bag of treats. But they didn't.

They both looked at them, a little taken aback. The feeling grew when they saw the scowl. It wasn't directed at either of them, but out towards one of the distant stalls.

"Everything alright L?" MC asked, shifting to stand beside them, attempting to follow the line of their angry focus.

Osmund wheeled himself over to them, and saw almost immediately the cause of the young person's ire. Tucked neatly between the front of Erda's shop and the building opposite sat a stall that simply screamed guild money. He'd spotted it as he'd driven their oxen in this morning, and the person behind it. Now it seemed the same merchant had spotted them, or at least one of them.

"Creep's been watching you for a while now." L muttered to their partner. "Been smirking over here like you're a cut in the butcher's window."

MC watched, and sure enough, as soon as the latest browsing customer had moved away from the garish wares, the merchant's eyes sought them out, a filthy smile soon following.

"You can't stop them looking L." They reasoned, despite the crawl of disgust that shuddered down their spine.

L huffed. "Want to bet?"

Osmund shook his head firmly. "Don't even go there kid. They wants to be a creep, then that's their own business. Unless they actually makes the stupid decision to actually do some, the only thing you'd be doing is making a headache for Vyla."

"He's right." Aveza said, emerging from between the dwindling shoppers, patting L's shoulder with a sympathetic smile. "Much as I don't want to swell his ego."

Her husband promptly stuck his tongue out, before retracting it and kissing his wife's hand.

"You two do realise you're adorable, right?" MC chuckled, happy for the distraction from the distant person's leering.

That seemed to give L an idea. Moving quickly, making sure the creepy twonk was looking, they reached up, tugged twice on MC's shoulder. Once they'd leant down to their level, L sound and roundly kiss their cheek.

Aveza chuckled as MC blushed. "Smooth."

The morning was bright, warm, and beautiful, and the fact that Erda and A spent the entirety of it tuck away in their little shop baffled Aveza. She was grateful, make no mistake. Thanks to their self imposed hibernation she was able to pick up the poultices she needed for Osmund's legs, the polished glass bottle gleaming on the counter, ready and waiting for her to collect. The convenience didn't stop her twinge of sympathy, watching as A gazed out the shop window.

At first Aveza thought they was looking longingly at the sunlight, but when she saw the true target of A's affection, she could help but chuckle.

"Still got it that bad, huh?" She asked, fishing around her coin pouch for the correct change, placing each bit down upon the counter with a light tap.

"They does indeed."

They both turned to the rear of the shop, into the gloom of the numerous storage shelves and cupboards, where old mother Erda sifted through her collection of scales.

"Erda!" A admonished, a cherry red blush staining their cheeks.

The old woman grinned sharply, peering round the corner of the furniture at her young, flustered apprentice, looking over the rims of her wiring silver spectacles. "Am I wrong?" She asked.

A hesitated, seemingly on the very edge of denying it, before falling back. With a resigned sigh, and a tiny shake of their head, they let their teacher take the victory.

"Oh how you must suffer Erda." Aveza lamented loudly, offering A a sympathetic smile. "All these young people in love, it must be simply awful."

Erda's cackle rang through the shop and A blush got all the deep, reaching all the way to the tips of the poor dear's ears, though beneath all their embarrassment Aveza couldn't help but notice a soft little smile.

In a singular moment all the humour drained from the young person's features, eyes locked on something beyond the windows.

Aveza turned sharply, unnerved by the sudden shift, her eyes scanning the busy market place for the source of A's distress. She didn't have to look far.

Just beyond the shop front, tucked with precision onto the narrow patch of free space, sat the stall of an unfamiliar merchant. The person's entire demeanour scream old city money, from the pristine blue of the stalls awning, to the fancy footing of the polished table they lay their wares upon.

Osmund had spied them on the way into town that morning, mumbled something about 'guild money', before urging their oxen over to the opposite side of the square.

The person in question was wholly absorbed in the process of trying to press their attentions on a decidedly uncomfortable MC, trapped between the overladen stall and the overeager merchant.

Aveza glanced back to A warily. "Now, don't do anything-"

But they was already round the counter, across the room, and through the door before she could finish her sentence.

"-rash." Aveza sighed, placing the remaining coins down on the counter and tucking the waiting salve into her bag, before following the young person out.

"Try to keep everyone in one piece." Erda called after her. "It's never easy to get blood out of the brickwork."

She sincerely hoped Erda was joking, but knowing the woman as well as she did...

"Leave them alone." A was stood between MC and the merchant, voice seemingly calm, though Aveza could see the tension in their posture. "They said no."

Aveza heard the gentle creak of familiar wheels, and allowed herself a little sigh of relief as Osmund rolled up beside her.

"Trouble?" He asked her softly, keeping his voice low so they might remain observers, for now.

"Maybe." She replied in kind. "Depends on what the idiot does next."

Said idiot seemed utterly oblivious to the situation, and instead of doing the sensible thing and backing off, or every the moral thing and apologising, the cocksure young person doubled down.

"Really now? Are you sure?" There was a sourness to their teasing tone, a threat given against the person who had interrupted their sport. "Maybe the lovely soul needs a little more persuasion."

"I really don't." MC said firmly. "I'm not interested."

"There." A pointedly glared at the merchant. "Now, as I said, leave them alone."

Soundly rejected, and Aveza theorised more than a little humiliated, the embittered person rounded on A. "Just who are you anyway? Why don't you mind your own business?"

Osmund groaned, slapping his palm against his forehead. "Really?" He hissed. "Read the room for the sake of all that is good..."

His wife patted his shoulder. "Deep breaths dear, you'll live longer."

"MC is my business. Just as much as I am their business." A stated, their usual good humour chipped away to jagged flint. "I'm their partner."

The idiot was going to start again, Aveza could see it coming a mile off. Thing is, something you should never do is rile up a cunningperson. Young as A was, apprentice as they may be, there was still more than enough knowledge and skill in them to lay this fool flat.

"an, MC?" She called, not having to change much to lay on a look of concern as the three of them turned to look at her and Osmund. "Could you help us get a hold of one of the Aldermen? Vyla said if we ever needed anything we should go through one of you?"

It worked, just like Aveza knew it would. Even a fool like this would know, in small town politics the Aldermen were the be all and end all. Manage to on their bad sides and you could kiss your business goodbye in a heartbeat. The merchant paled, quickly looking between A and MC, clearly working out the hinted importance of them both to the settlement, their connection to the power here, the risk involved in continuing to harass either one of them.

They both caught on to the ruse, A leading their partner back towards the shop and their friends, though Aveza and Osmund both noticed the stiffness in their stature remained.

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nugnthopkns · 3 years

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i’ll tell you i was wrong if you dance with me

word count: 3.3k

warnings: explicit fem!reader, slightly unhealthy relationship moment (lack of communication), mention of infidelity, cursing, alcohol consumption, a fair bit of angst

recommended listening: fred astaire | adam brock

a/n: communicate with your partners!!! also yeah this is the song from lady bird. it’s a banger

This seriously isn’t happening.

You never fight with Travis. Communication comes easy between the two of you, but you also make it a priority to talk about your feelings. It keeps things from boiling over; both of you are known to unleash wicked tempers on occasion and have found being direct stops issues from occuring. Arguments still occasionally happen, but they’re typically over trivial things like what movie to watch or where you’re spending the holidays. Travis apparently forgot about the fact you talk to each other about things.

He’d been upset when he came home from practice, but you were pretty sure he was fine after he woke up from his pre-game nap. Knowing he’s a superstitious person and has a lot of pressure on him to put up points, you had made the choice not to ask about what was bothering him. Throwing off his routine could have detrimental consequences. Tonight's game is tighter than it should have been, but the Flyers come out on top. Travis spends a bit more time in the penalty box than you would have liked, but everyone was getting chippy by the start of the third period. Claude tries to talk to him on the bench but he gets shut down. Whatever Travis was upset about before is still clearly bothering him, and it’s affecting his game.

You’re following Travis home from the game, and can tell he’s uptight from the way he’s gripping the steering wheel. As you wind through downtown Philadelphia you try and prepare yourself for any bomb that could drop. Chances are that when you reach your apartment things will explode. Maybe it’s nothing; Travis is fine and just wants to be a responsible driver for once. You pull into the free spot beside his car and see him walking towards the elevator, suit jacket balled up and tucked under his arm. This won’t be good. Trying to buy yourself some time, you take the stairs. Seven flights later you arrive outside your door; he left it unlocked, which gives you a sliver of hope things will be fine.

“Do you want to talk about what’s bothering you?” you call into the darkness of the apartment. Your sneakers are left at the door and to retreat towards the bedroom, looking for a sign of life. You find one in the bathroom: the light is on. A gentle push on the door reveals your boyfriend is in the shower and ignoring you.

“Trav?”

“Yeah,” he huffs, words muffled by him tossing his head back to rinse the shampoo of his hair. Apparently the shower isn’t as relaxing as he had hoped.

You don’t bother to tread lightly, upset that he’s acting like a child. “You’re being an asshole. I get that you had a bad day, but you can’t take it out on me. I just want to help.”

Travis turns the water off suddenly. “Can’t help if you’re the problem,” he scoffs.

His statement doesn’t make sense. You’ve done nothing out of the ordinary the past couple of days; nothing that would warrant the behaviour you’re receiving. “What do you mean?”

Shouldering passed you to exit the room, Travis doesn’t bother to respond. You’re beyond frustrated: partners in healthy relationships communicate, not show emotions like grade schoolers. “You’re not giving me the fucking silent treatment Travis. You gotta talk to me.” The bedroom is dark when you enter and you flick the overhead light on to see better.

“You really don’t know?”

“Of course I don’t know,” you seethe. “If I did know we wouldn’t be in this predicament because we’d be solving the issue.”

The glare you receive is sharp enough to cut stone. He pulls on a t-shirt, anger clear in the aggression he does it with. “Why did I have to find out from Carter that you’ve been getting coffee with your TA?”

You’re shocked. In no way is it what he thinks it is. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” you sigh, upset that Travis would take someone else’s words at face value and not talk to you about it.

“I’m dead fucking serious Y/N. You preach communication, but it looks as though you’re the one who hasn’t been doing enough talking.”

The room around you starts to spin. You can’t comprehend what he’s insinuating. “Wait, you think I’m cheating on you?” you ask. There has been a gross miscommunication error somewhere; never in a million years would you think of having an affair.

“I didn’t say that.”

“Well what the fuck did you say?”

Travis tugs at the roots of his hair in frustration. He doesn’t answer immediately, pacing the length of the bed a few times. “I just–” he struggles to articulate his words. “I just said that you’re being a bit hypocritical, don’t you think? You’re standing here yelling at me because I didn’t voice my concerns, but you haven’t been talking to me about what’s going on in your life.” Travis’ tone is sharp, and it stings.

It’s your turn to show how upset you are. Your hands curl into fists at your side, and you squeeze your nails into your palms before releasing them. “I do tell you what goes on in my life Travis,” your breathing ragged as you try to not lose your cool. “I ran into my TA at the coffee shop yesterday, and he paid for my drink because my card wouldn’t work. Didn’t think it was breaking news, sorry I don’t send you every single fucking life update that happens. What’s gotten into you?”

“You could have been cheating!”

“But I wasn’t!” you scream, no longing caring about keeping up appearances. You can’t believe Travis would think that. It hurts. “And I never would! You know this”

He turns his back to you, like it pains him to look at you, but you don’t understand why. You're not the one suggesting infidelity. “That’s it? That’s all you’ve got to say?” he seethes.

“That’s all there is to say! There’s nothing to explain, no secret to uncover. I’m not in the wrong here.”

“And you think I am?”

You look at Travis like he has three heads. “Are you serious? You’re the one who’s so fucking upset over a situation that could have happened to literally anyone.” Your tone suggests that you’re exhausted with the conversation, and Travis gets the hint.

He slinks towards the door, still visibly angry. “I’ll take the couch tonight,” he grits out before tightly gripping the doorknob and shutting the door with more force than needed.

The bed doesn’t look appealing, full of much happier memories, but fighting with Travis has knocked any and all energy out of you. You gingerly pull back the covers and slip underneath. Tears trickle down your cheek as you toss and turn, trying to fall into some sort of slumber. However, your mind has other ideas, replaying the blowout. You can’t begin to understand why Travis is so bothered by the instance, and more importantly why it caused him to disregard a fundamental part of your relationship. There’s little movement from beyond the door, but you can hear the faint noise of a Johnny Cash record playing from the speakers in the living room. After hours of staring at the ceiling your eyes close and a fitful sleep follows.

You might have gotten nine hours of sleep, but you wake up feeling exhausted. Fighting with anyone drains you, but fighting with Travis is especially terrible because it rarely happens. There doesn’t seem to be any movement from the other side of the door; maybe he’s still asleep. You refrain from heading into the kitchen, unsure of what will happen if you see him. After nearly twenty minutes you can’t wait any longer to start your day and pad into the main living space. It’s empty: no sign that Travis has been there for many hours. Guess you don’t have to immediately deal with the fallout of last night.

A post-it note is tacked onto the fridge handle and your heart skips a beat. In Travis’ chicken scratch it reads I’ll see you at the gala tonight. We’ve got media all day and I won’t be back in time for us to go together. There’s no mention of the fight, and you can’t judge from a two sentence note whether or not he’s still pissed off.

“Fuck,” you groan. “The gala.” Tonight’s the annual Flyers Give Back gala, and you’re expected to be in attendance. It’s not even a charity event; the organization is offering a chance for business men to chat up the players in hopes they continue to donate. You find things like these unbearable and tedious, but Travis does his best to make them enjoyable. Not knowing what page you’re on with him is going to be terrible. There’s a pretty good chance he’ll ignore you if he’s still upset.

As if someone is reading your mind, the better halves group chat starts to explode. Everyone is chattering excitedly about tonight, and under normal circumstances you’d be excited to see them in such a relaxed setting. It’s been a while you’ve all hung out, but you can’t find yourself to contribute to the conversation. You mute the notifications and do your best to move on with your day. The rest of the morning is spent working on your thesis; mind numbing work that almost makes you forget about everything that happened in the past twenty-four hours. Once you’ve hit an acceptable word count for the day you shutdown your computer and make lunch.

The grilled cheese sandwich you eat while watching a John Mulaney comedy special fulfills your appetite but doesn’t curb your dread. You decide to call your sister, hoping she can be a welcome distraction. Dialling her number you sink further into the couch cushions, wrapping yourself tightly with a blanket so that only your head is poking out. “What’s up?” she asks, and you hear her shuffle in the background, presumably to move somewhere more private. It isn’t normal for you to call her unannounced.

You hold it together for approximately two seconds. The tears start and they don’t stop. Every emotion you’ve felt since getting home last night comes to the surface, and before you know it you’re sobbing into the receiver.

“Woah, slow down,” she says. “Y/N, take some deep breaths.” When your breathing returns to a somewhat regular level she continues speaking. “What happened?”

It takes you nearly twenty minutes to tell the whole story because you’re so distraught. No detail is spared, and you go back much farther than is probably needed. You recount what happened after yesterday’s practice, pretty much the entire game, and the fight that followed. “I just don’t know what brought this on,” you sniffle. “We don’t fight, we talk about things. I’m not sure if I’m more upset at what he insinuated or at the fact he broke a cardinal rule.”

Your sister sighs, and you hear her breath fan in slight annoyance. You’re worked up about something kinda stupid, you know, but you can’t let it slide. “It’s probably a bit of both. So, what are you going to do?”

“What can I do? I know that we need to talk about what happened, but a public event is not the best place to do that. I also can’t not show up or ask Trav to ditch in order to figure this out. We have to be there.”

“Sounds like you’ve got it figured out then.”

You really don’t. “What happens if he ignores me the entire night?”

She laughs and tells you to not to anything stupid, and to take your mind off of things tells you a story about your nephew eating dirt. It does the trick; you’re momentarily distracted and forget about Travis. You talk for a while longer before she has to go. “Miles is crying, will you be okay if I let you go?”

It’s your turn to laugh. “I’ll be fine,” you insist. A glance at the clock tells you it’s time to start getting ready. “I’ve gotta shower and start the process. Beauty is time consuming you know.”

Against your better judgement you open your text messages to see if there’s anything from Travis. His text thread is the same as it was yesterday and you’re disappointed. You had hoped that maybe he’d get bored between interviews and check in. With no new notifications you exit out of the application and pull up a playlist you hope will brighten your mood. The steam from the shower relaxes your tense muscles and warms you up. It’s comforting in the way a cocoon is; you practically have to drag yourself out of the bathtub.

Your bedroom is cold and doesn’t offer the same respite as the bathroom. The music continues to float in from the hallway, and you allow yourself to get lost in it. It’s been a while since you danced around your room; it worked to cure sadness when you were a teenager. Hopefully the magic hasn’t worn off. You flail your arms, not caring how silly you look since no one is here to see you anyways, and scream along at the top of your lungs. After a few songs you feel better and return to the task at hand. The dress code is labelled as ‘black tie’ on the invitation, but that isn’t what you’re worried about. You own a million dresses for situations like this after being with Travis for so long. You don’t know what he packed to wear, and there’s a decent chance you’ll be pushed together for photos. Clashing colours will look terrible.

A quick glance through his side of the closest leaves you no clues, so you decide to be as literal as possible. Black is a flattering colour and works well with every colour combination. There’s a jumpsuit hanging in the back that catches your eye and you think it’s the perfect choice. After pulling it on you move back into the bathroom to do your hair and makeup. Everything is natural and relaxed; once again for the sake of potential photos. The clock strikes on the hour and you realize it’s time to leave. A pair of heels are slipped on and you order an Uber before locking the apartment and heading to the lobby. You had thought about driving yourself, but on the occasion that things don’t end well with Travis you’ll probably have more than a couple of drinks.

The entire way to the venue your leg bounces up and down. It’s been years since you’ve been this nervous about being around the team. You’ve been with Travis for a few seasons now, and the organization has become a second family to you. No one is going to know about the fight and you worry they’re going to talk about your solo arrival. The outside of the convention centre is sharply decorated, and your driver lets out a low whistle at the extravagance of it all. “Thank you so much,” you gush, and exit the car. Thankfully no photographers are set up outside, and you dart inside without being seen.

Once in the main event space, you scan for the bar. There’s no sign of Travis, which should make you more relaxed but doesn’t. What if there was an accident on the way to the venue? You have no idea where he was all or who he came with. Overthinking distracts you from your original goal, leaving you standing aimlessly in the middle of the room.

“You look like you might need one of these,” Ryanne chuckles, handing you a champagne flute. You gladly accept and down it in two gulps. “Holy shit.”

“Yeah,” you sigh, eyes scanning to see if your boyfriend has made an appearance.

She sees right through your facade of calm and wraps you in a tight hug. “What’s going on?”

For a second time today you explain what happened last night. There’s no judgement from Ryanne as there might have been from your sister because she understands. Dating a professional athlete isn’t easy; things like this happen much more frequently than you’d expect. Perhaps it’s all the time spent apart that makes the occasional lapse in communication so apparent. She listens quietly, full attention on you. To your credit you don’t cry this time, slightly more numb to the situation to due more time passing. It still hurts a tremendous amount.

“He’ll come around,” Ryanne insists. “TK is a little moronic sometimes, but he’d never jeopardize his relationship with you. You’re quite literally the most important thing in his life.”

“I know. I’m just upset because the whole thing could have been avoided.”

She offers you a sympathetic smile. “I know.” Ryanne links her arm through yours. “Let’s go find something to snack on.”

You spend most of the night with Ryanne, and occasionally Claude when he can get away from the hot-shot businessmen. Travis eventually came in, flanked by Nolan, but was immediately pulled into the politics of the night. The two of you occasionally sneak glances at each other and you tell he’s uncomfortable. You can only hope it isn’t because of your presence. It’s nearing eleven; the party has become a much more relaxed affair, and the DJ is playing sappy love songs in an attempt to get the media team some good photo ops. An intern asks the Giroux’s if they’ll dance for an instagram story and they both look hesitant. “Go on guys, I’ll be fine,” you reassure. It’s the subtle push they need to enjoy a quiet moment together.

As if he can sense you’re lonely and feel out of place, Travis approaches you. It’s tentative, like he’s petrified you’ll turn him away, but he comes regardless. Drinks are in each of his hands and he extends one to you. When you don’t take it he sets it on the table behind you. “Hi,” he says sheepishly, fiddling with something in his pocket.

“Hi Travis.” You’re determined not to let his presence crack your resolve; last night illuminated a big issue and it needed to be dealt with. It’s proving to be difficult because he bumps a shoulder against yours and all you can think of is kissing him senseless.

The song changes to a Bruce Springsteen ballad, and you recognize it instantly. It played at the coffee shop on your first date with Travis all those years ago. One look at him tells you this isn’t an accident, that he had requested it specifically for the two of you. “Dance with me?”

You sigh deeply, looking him in the eyes. “Trav, this isn’t going to magically fix things.”

“I know, baby, I know,” he pleads. “I fucked up so bad last night because I was being an idiot. I wrote down everything I would do differently if I had a time machine, look.” A hand reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a piece of paper filled with his nearly illegible print. “Just one dance, and then we can go home and talk about it like I should have suggested in the first place. Let me know we’re still okay.”

If you hadn’t been in public you’re sure Travis would have been in tears. It’s not necessarily a good look to cry in front of hundreds of sponsors. He has a reputation as the goofy boy who takes no shit to uphold. “You have a lot of talking ahead of you,” you say, and let him drag you onto the dance floor. Swaying in his arms you realize things are going to be just fine. Travis loves you and you love him; there’s nothing the two of you can’t work through.

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knjoodles · 4 years

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learn to love; jungkook | 01

pairing: teacher!jungkook x singleparent!reader

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 3K

summary: raising your daughter alone while simultaneously watching your ex-husband live the life of his dreams away from the two of you hurts. badly. it hurts a little less, though, when you find an unlikely friend while looking for help.

lowercase intended

02 | 03 | 04

“seyoung, please,”

being a single mother at this time in your daughter’s life? it wasn’t the best, so to speak.

to your beautiful seven-year-old seyoung, the local supermarket was a treasure trove of goodies and tasty treats she could barely keep her hands away from. you darted your head in either direction of the breakfast aisle, following the sound of the patter of steps running away from you, just to spot seyoung slipping behind a tower of canned corn and into an ambiguous section of the store. “seyoung!” you gasped, dashing in the direction she went. catching your breath, you found her sitting in the middle of the candy aisle, toying with a bag of skittles and trying to use her small, short nails to tear open the wrapping.

“can you stay near me, baby? please?” you walked towards her slowly, placing your shopping basket on the floor and kneeling to meet her gaze. your mouth twitched into a smile as she shook her head in a pout, shoving the bag of candy against the floor in another attempt to open it. you reach your hand to take it from her hands when she pulls the bag towards her again, clutching it to her chest stubbornly.

“mommy, i want this one!” she whined quietly, kicking her legs and fiddling with the corner of the bag. as you opened your mouth to say no, you realized you couldn’t remember the last time you’d bought something for her. it’s not that raising her alone was extremely difficult — your music producing career had taken off when she’d turned four and you finally had enough money to sustain the two of you — it’s that you were unable to give her the attention and benefits she needed as a child. money that was supposed to be spent on things like an abundance of toys, bags filled with vegetables and spices to make a delicious dinner, adorable slip-ons to match her favorite dress, were all spent on paying for bills, an occasional nanny, and her private school. you weren’t begging for help, but it would be nice.

“alright,” you sighed, the excitement of getting candy shining through her doll-like eyes. “i’ll buy you the candy, but can you promise mommy you won’t run away like that anymore?” she happily placed the bag in your hand with the guarantee of sweets, letting you drop it into your basket. looking back at her to make sure she understands, you raised your eyebrow, prompting her to nod slowly and rise from the market floor. as the two of you made your way to the cashier, she grasped your pinky, doing what she could to hold your hand. after loading all of your groceries in the back of your car, you drove her to her friend, ailee, so they could spend the rest of the warm, welcoming sunday afternoon together. before you left, she gripped your hands as tight as she could and promised you that she’d be back soon. because she knew how much mommy will miss her.

you savored her kind words as you slipped into your car once more, running your hands over the comforting leather stitch of the wheel before pressing the gas and driving home. on your way home, you noticed your phone sitting in the cupholder vibrating as someone called you. waiting until you reached a red light, you answered the phone quickly, paying no attention to the caller id — you get random phone calls from other producers about artists you’d be working with in the future, it was something you’d gotten used to by now.

“hey.” a deep, masculine voice mumbled on the other side of the line. you recognized it instantly.

it was your ex-husband.

“hi, hoseok. is there something you need?” you asked, a hint of annoyance in your voice. hearing him again after three months was surreal; it reminded you of everything that’d happened with him.

“yeah, i was wondering if we could, uh, visit seyoung.” he muttered, obviously tense from your tone.

we. he said we.

the word we, without you, was the reason why you’d left him.

you found them. that’s all you’d allow yourself to think about regarding him. if you let yourself go further, you may break down in the middle of the freeway.

“ah, you mean you and yebin? of course. seyoung’s not home right now, but you guys can come and visit her at any other time.” you replied, savoring the fact you’d planned a playdate for her. hoseok and yebin were the last people you wanted to see at the moment.

you weren't angry that he’d continued with his mistress after the two of you divorced; you weren’t the jealous type, and frankly, you didn’t want to be with someone who threw away years of love and support for a woman who he’d known for less than six months. you missed your other half, you missed that comforting back hug after a long day at work and the affectionate ear nibbles while cuddling together. you missed the intimate moments, you missed having someone else in the house. you missed having emotional support, as well as a financial one. while hoseok seemingly frolicked with his younger, sexy girlfriend, you were in the studio all day to make sure your daughter has what she needs to have a healthy childhood without a father. and you weren’t even sure if you were doing it right.

the idea of divorce will never be something a child can digest completely without having questions. hell, it’s not even something an adult can handle without asking questions. seyoung would often wonder out loud about why daddy was hanging out with a second mommy and why the two of you didn’t live with daddy anymore; why the two of you had to downsize and move away. embarrassingly enough, your daughter told her friends about how her parents live in separate houses, thinking it was impressive that she had two houses.

“great. yebin’s really been eager to see seyoung again. i think the two of them are really getting along nicely.” hoseok explained, making things worse in an attempt to break the ice.

“that’s great. i'm glad seyoung’s taking a liking to yebin.” oh, how you wanted to hiss that you hoped she wouldn’t replace you with yebin the way he did.

“you know, you’re reacting to this better than i thought you would,” he replied. bad move.

“i don’t know how you want me to react, hoseok. maybe, it’s because i haven’t heard from you in three months.” you spat, angry that he even dared to say something like that. what did he mean? did he think you’d welcome yebin, his mistress, the woman he cheated on you with, with open arms? did he think you’d take a liking to yebin the way seyoung did? unfortunately, that’s not how infidels get treated. you two were a team, he randomly got up and joined the opposition, leaving you alone to play the game of life by yourself.

“you’re right,” he admitted. “i should’ve called or text, but you know how my job is and—“

“i'm sure if you had enough time to go clubbing with yebin you have enough time to spend two hours with your daughter. hoseok, i will support you in almost everything, but you need to be a part of seyoung's life — and seeing her once in a blue moon won’t leave a lasting memory of you in her childhood.”

he sighed. you could imagine him habitually rubbing his eyes with one hand before running it over his hair; he shakes his head when he doesn’t have anything left to say. the muffled sound of a woman voice sounded from the other line, making you roll your eyes.

“i get what you’re saying. i... i need to go right now, but i promise we’ll come and see you guys soon. bye.” he completely shook off your conversation and it made you angry. how could he disregard something so important?

“of course you do.” you muttered bitterly before the line went dead. fortunately for you, you’d just returned home, allowing you to frantically throw your groceries on the kitchen island and drown yourself in what sorrow he caused you.

it had started off like a dream. the two of you had met in your third year of college, him a business and economics major and you a music production major with a minor in audio and sound engineering. you’d bumped into each other at a banal frat party — one neither of you really wanted to be at. he began boasting about his dog back at home, making you erupt in giggles and inch closer and closer towards him as the night grew older. the two of you eventually left the crowded house together, not going to someone’s place, but rather to a local noodle bar, the midnight empty tables and sentient music a great transition from the pounding music and lack of personal space of the party. he joked about how he was never amazing at talking to people, especially women, so he was surprised that you managed to stick around with him for this long — a new record, to quote him directly. his warm aura kept you snug from the cold night, and he eventually took you home, dropping you safely to your apartment. after that night was over, you began to notice him more and more on campus, like a bright color in a mellow painting.

one day, out of the blue, he drunkenly confessed his feelings for you. ironically enough, the same people had hosted a party in the same frat house a year later. with his intoxicated body pressed up the wall next to you and the thought that you were someone else, he moaned about how much he likes you but you never seem to pick up on his advances. the days following sprouted conversation after conversation regarding relationships, and eventually, the two of you decided to date. you felt as if you were on the top of the world, as if there was nothing stopping you anymore. after you graduated, the two of you rented an apartment together and entered the job market, taking steps together. and, three years later, you asked him to marry you. right in the middle of pasta night, while you were watching the little mermaid together.

he named seyoung. you can remember exactly when the two of you decided on her name; when you first held seyoung in your arms and the two of you gently admired her perfection. he kissed behind your ear and whispered, “seyoung. eternal.”

the three of you were like the three musketeers, and life was a never-ending spiral of fun. you were happy, so happy that you were afraid it would go away. it was perfect: you’d wake up to your loving husband snoring softly beside you with your baby girl giggling happily in her crib, watching the spinning sheep on her crib mobile with glee. every single day, the same cycle, but somehow, your family taught you a new feeling of happiness each day.

you hate this part. of course, all good things come to an end. they have to, because the bad is what reminds you how lucky you are to have the good. you’d thought life was great. seyoung was a very likable toddler according to her preschool teachers, hoseok had recently gotten a promotion, and your career finally felt like it was going somewhere. you’d recently been hired at bighit, working for their new group, txt.

it was around twelve in the morning. you’d gotten home late because your team had finished mapped txt’s first mini-album, the dream chapter: star. pulling your coat closer to your frame as you stepped towards your door, you prayed hoseok had put seyoung to sleep. you’d told him that you’d be coming home as late as three in the morning, not knowing exactly how long it would take to decide how many songs would make it onto the album, as some potential songs were songs meant for other groups that were eventually scrapped.

you entered quietly, the door creaking at your attempt to open it silently. you weren’t very observant of your surroundings; truthfully, you just wanted to kiss your baby’s forehead and collapse into your bed. kicking off your shoes, you placed your bag on the coffee table, sighing before trudging towards your shared bedroom. it hit you like bricks — you weren’t paying attention to any noises, you weren’t living a cliché romance movie scene, it was completely unexpected. when you pushed open your bedroom door, a nude woman, lean and visibly younger, was rolling her hips on top of your husband’s bare form. it had taken a second to even register: what’s going on? who is she? am i dreaming? yet your silent thoughts were proven wrong as her head turned in fear to see you standing there, silhouette in the doorframe. she swung her leg over hoseok, pulling on the covers as her body fell next to him on the bed.

that was your spot.

hoseok sat up, eyes wide with fear. “(y/n)… i… this-” he scrambled, thousands of excuses flying through his mind as to why he was just caught hooking up with his assistant. someone you, for one, trusted.

you, like him, were at a loss for words. your soul felt as though someone had ripped it from your chest and slammed it to the ground, trampling on it bitterly. you turned your head, seeing your baby girl sleeping soundly in her crib. one thing remained stable while your entire world came crashing down onto you, and it was her breathing, chest rising and falling rhythmically, eyes fluttering.

you nearly slammed the door in fury, turning and sliding down against it, trying to catch your breath. you’d never faced this type of pain before, you didn’t know what to do. there was so much to lose and so little to gain.

your mother had always taught you to not take any shit from anyone, especially not a man. you tuned out the begs and pleads and cries for you to stay with him and stood your ground on a divorce. ‘it won’t happen again’ has proven itself to be a white lie time and time again. you’d gained custody of your child, and hoseok gained all of the freedom the world could allow. it was as if he was young again.

it’s not that life was all bad for you after the divorce; crown, the song you’d mainly produced with the help of others became a huge hit in korea, festering hundreds of millions of views and charting #1s worldwide. your company credited you along with a couple other coworkers as the reason for txt’s success in the west. and, as txt continued to grow in popularity, so did your paycheck. you were a wildly successful single mom, fearless on the outside, getting there on the inside.

fast forward to now: you, single mother, barely getting by mentally, struggling with things your daughter is too young to understand. your husband, living a carefree life with his young mistress, the only connection between him and his ex-wife being his child support fund. you didn’t envy him, but you envied his happiness.

trying to kill time, a piece of toast hanging from your mouth, you opened your laptop, an email from seyoung’s teacher popping into your inbox. it read,

“ hello parents of wonderful third graders! welcome to (or welcome back to) yooseong elementary!

my name is mr. jeon jungkook, and i have the great honor of having your kids this year. i know that the school year has only recently started, but i’d love to get to know all of you soon! attached to this email are my parent hours along with the introduction handout i gave my students on friday, just in case any of your little stars misplaced it or haven’t shown it to you yet. i’d like for you to sign it and have your child turn it in on monday to ensure that we’re all on the same page! i hope all of you are just as excited for your child’s school year as i am.

again, if any of you need to contact me for any reason, please shoot me an email at this address! i’ll respond as soon as i can.

thank you,

mr. jeon ”

his enthusiasm made you smile. nothing comes before seyoung’s happiness, and if seyoung has a teacher which loves his job as much as you love her, that’s all the satisfaction you need. you’re glad, and somewhat relieved, that when you’re not around, seyoung is in great hands.

quickly writing him back and thanking him for sending the handout seyoung has yet to show you, you closed the tab, scrolling through a news article about txt’s unfinished success story, refreshing your mind on what you already knew about the boys, and chuckling at what facts they got wrong. as you continued to read through the article, an advertisement on the sidebar caught your eye. now, normally, you’re not one to pay attention to them. you’re more of the type to frown at them and spam-click the ‘x’ in the corner until it eventually vanishes. this one was different.

an advertisement for a singles support group, offering a place for your voice to be heard, and, well, support.

you hesitated, wondering if you’d be paired with a group of adults with more emotional issues than time per session. reminding yourself of how hoseok’s actions combined with the consistent stress of your job and raising seyoung threatens your sanity on a day to day basis, you put that voice on mute, and promptly clicked away, this time clicking on the ad instead of the ‘x’.

after all, anything for seyoung.

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still-a-morosexual-help · 3 years

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OBEY ME! LESSON 55 DETAILED SUMMARY AND DISCUSSION/THEORIES

*I wrote this days after the lesson was first posted and never bothered to go back and edit it so meaning there will be me theorizing about the next lesson as well

*I write a small para for each chapter and I write it immediately after finishing that chapter so there’ll be theorizing about the next chapter too

*I swear more than usual here

*Some of the dialogue is heavily plagiarized and a few is lifted directly from the story, the game is to figure which is which.

*Summaries and Discussions/theories for all the other lessons can be found on this blog under #obey me spoilers or #my theories or #my headcanons

OKAY! So first off the background for this is absolutely gorgeous and shows a real demon. You know the kind you’d imagine an actual demon to look like and everything’s dark (black, grey, brown) there’s a castle on a mountain like area with a narrow suspended pathway leading to it, there are crows flying around and a person in a robe pointing what looks like a lit wand at a snarling attacking demon, there are skulls and what looks like weapons on the ground and my favourite part: a person in a long robe, kneeling on the ground, covering the top of their face with their hands and wailing to the sky. It’s all tailor made to my taste and I love it! There’s one locked lesson.

It’s breakfast time and Asmo & Beel are heading to an all you can eat global sweet sampler, MC questions it and Asmo says you can get desserts from all over the world there and Asmo’s hoping to live stream it. Asmo invites MC but Mammon interjects asking them to come see “cute horsies” with him. “’Horsies.’ He’s so pretentious. Shut up, it’s the fucking horse race. ‘Horsies.’” Says Levi. Levi invites MC to a real life TSL themed escape room (that sounds really fun tbh), Satan invites them to come watch the sci-fi movie they were talking about, in their home theatre. (he’s actually watched it 3 times already but he read online theories about it and now he wants to see if he can catch the basis for those theories in the movie). They all start arguing about it (except Beel who’s just eating) when MC gets a text from Diavolo congratulating them on their 5th star and wishing them luck for the other 2 and inviting them to an amusement park date. Everyone – MC included – is kind of baffled by the one on one date with Diavolo. They ask any of the others if they want to tag along but they all refuse but Beel asks if MC can take Belphie along since he hasn’t really left the house in a while and Beel’s worried. MC texts asking if they can bring Belphie along too and Diavolo says the more the merrier and I just know this is gonna end in disaster like did Belphie ever even resolve all the problems he had with Diavolo back in S1?

Beel drags Asmo along to wake Belphie up because a.) he doesn’t want Asmo to leave to the sweets thing without him b.) they need all the help they can get to wake him up. MC suggests using force and Asmo happily volunteers to grab Belphie, turn him over and drop him on the ground, Beel says they can’t do this to poor Belphie cause Beel’s a sweetheart, and says the most force he’ll allow them to use is by tickling Belphie, which Asmo then does. It doesn’t work so Asmo says if they’re gonna use force they should do something like this right before he screams “ASMO DIIIIIIVE!!!” and jumps on top of Belphie as Beel protests and I love that despite what you’d assume from his aesthetic and despite what Asmo would like you to believe he’s a lot more rough and tumble and violent (I just really love the sweet with hidden edges trope as much as I love the jerk with a gooey centre trope). Belphie says ow and Asmo brightly and sweetly cheers that he woke up as if just seconds ago he hadn’t used a wrestling move on his sleeping baby brother. Beel says that though Belphie’s body is awake his mind isn’t (relatable), Beel fixes Belphie’s bedhead and Asmo complains that Belphie’s a stereotypical spoilt brat youngest child and says that Diavolo obviously would’ve wanted a one on one day with MC. Beel says he knows and it’s another reason he wanted Belphie to go. Asmo agrees saying that after everything if MC chooses their boss over any one of the seven guys MC actually lives with it’d feel wrong. Asmo tells Belphie to keep an eye on them and not let it turn into a “whirlwind romance”, Belphie just asks for his pillow and Asmo’s upset cause he doesn’t feel confident about the plan now. Poor Diavolo being constantly cockblocked

On the way Belphie complains about being forced to do this when his schedule is just as busy but MC says all he does is sleep and he says because naps are important to him and he takes them seriously. He wishes he could go back home and asks why of all the demons he had to be stuck with Diavolo (so guess those issues are still around good to know). MC asks if he still dislikes Diavolo cause of his fondness for humans and Belphie says he’s fully gotten over that whole human genocide phase which is great to have confirmed. They ask why he dislikes Diavolo – lots of reasons. He always thinks he’s right and expects to get his way about anything and everything and never listens to anyone’s opinions. He hadn’t bothered to listen to Belphie back when the exchange program had been proposed and Belphie was against it (and I mean to be fair back then Belphie was 100% okay with killing the entire human race for no reason other than the fact that he blamed them for Lilith’s death when really they had nothing to do with it and it was definitely the angels’ fault. I mean I don’t think I would have listened to him either and he really does have the spoilt youngest kid personality. I think out of all the brother’s Belphie’s the one who has the fondest memories of the Celestial Realm – probably helped by the fact that Lilith was still alive then – which is why he never blamed them for what happened and instead directed all his anger at the humans) Lucifer hadn’t let Belphie plead his case (what case Belphie!? That all humans should die!?) and that Diavolo’s surrounded by demons like Barbatos and Lucifer who shield him from criticism (and yeah I agree that this is true and that it’s a bad thing but Lucifer wasn’t shielding Diavolo from criticism when he refused to let Belphie plead his case, he was protecting Belphie cause if Diavolo found out Belphie wanted to kill humans he would have thrown him in jail like he did back at the end of S1 and MC you dumb fuck can you pls tell all this to Belphie) and that Diavolo doesn’t understand that he’s been saved from criticism and Belphie hates that about him and he shudders at the thought of spending the day with Diavolo. On the way they run into Simeon and tell him where they’re going, he says Luke’s been wanting to go there since he saw a ad for it and MC says they could take Luke along with them but he says Luke’s at a cooking class today but that he’d probably love to hear about it when he gets back. Simeon then takes off saying he has a meeting. Belphie goes to call after Simeon to tell him something and catches a glimpse of the person Simeon was supposed to meet. He’s surprised and says “Is that…” and when MC asks what’s wrong he said he must have just imagined it and that the person Simeon was meeting just looked really familiar and HOLY SHITTTTTTT GUYSSS rfhiefjoSJKWDLDADJSJ was I right are we really gonna get to see angels???? That’s the only explanation, right? It would have had to be Michael or even Raphael and there’s only a few lessons left and this and the next lesson are probably gonna focus on Diavolo and Belphie’s relationship and following the patter MC should get their 6th star next lesson, then the two lessons after that will be their final exam for the 7th star and then the last two lessons will focus on saying goodbye as the brothers go back to the Devildom and all that’s gonna have a lot going on but if they’re teasing the angels being here now could they manage to slip them in or will that be too much? I mean they’ll be introducing a whole new (or two whole new) character(s) and ahhh I’m rambling but pls I need the tension and angst between them and the brothers ok I’m done.

When they get there Belphie complains about how crowded it is and MC tries to look for Diavolo to which Belphie points to a group of fangirls surrounding Diavolo. Diavolo answers them sweetly and one of them says he’s even better looking irl and another shyly asks if he wants to walk around with them. Belphie cuts that short by barging in and asking Diavolo what’s going on, Diavolo happily greets Diavolo and one of the girls realises that Belphie called Diavolo ‘lord’. Diavolo apologises to them and said he’s already made plans with friends (and ugh he’s so sweet I love him just wanna give him a big hug I bet he gives great hugs), the girls are very understanding and sweet about it and they leave. Belphie’s a lil shit and says “Aww, too bad, Lord Diavolo. I’d hate to interrupt just as they were hitting on you…” and Diavolo laughs it off saying it wasn’t like that (and can Diavolo not understand sarcasm or does he just ignore it? Both seem highly likely) Belphie disagrees and says they were clearly hitting on him and Diavolo changes the subject and says he can’t believe Belphie actually came, MC explains why and Diavolo says it’s understandable that Beel was worried after Belphie hadn’t left the house in a week (Me, who hasn’t left the house in almost a year: :’) ) Belphie says he knows Diavolo wanted a date with MC but too bad cause now Belphie’s gonna third wheel them. Diavolo tells Belphie not to be ridiculous and that he’s happy that Belphie came (and the thing is other than a small twinge of disappointment this is probably the truth). Belphie says that it probably won’t be a good idea to go around calling him “Lord” Diavolo given the way the girls reacted, Diavolo says he can just call him by his name since he wouldn’t mind but Belphie says he himself would mind and anyway if Lucifer or Barbatos found out Belphie wasn’t using his proper title they’d kill him. So Belphie suggests a nickname which Diavolo’s really happy about and MC suggests DD (they can also suggest John or Cap’n), Diavolo adores it and asks them to call him it all the time hereafter (I want to give him a hug so badly). Diavolo then happily and with lots of exclamation points goes on to say that it’s time to let their hair down and that Barbatos had made minute to minute schedule for them to follow so that they could enjoy the park to the fullest and Belphie says he wants to go home

Diavolo keeps unsuccessfully trying to get Belphie to wear a themed headband and take a group photo, saying he also wants to wear the headband on a boat ride and the ferris wheel. Diavolo gives MC sad puppy dog eyes (which I’m sure he uses successfully on Lucifer regularly, but that don’t affect Barbatos at all) and MC can’t refuse, asking Belphie if there’s anything that’ll get him to change his mind. He says no but he’s not stopping the others from doing it, Diavolo says since they’re here as a group they all should do it, Belphie snaps saying he doesn’t like how Diavolo’s using MC as a tool to bend Belphie to his will and he says he’s going home. Diavolo tries to stop him but he marches off and Diavolo drags MC off to chase after Belphie. Diavolo grabs Belphie by the arm outside the park and begs for a chance to apologize, Belphie denies it and tries to free his arm. Diavolo refuses to let him go saying he should have listened to and considered Belphie’s opinions now as well as in the past, Belphie’s shocked and MC asks Belphie to just hear Diavolo out. He agrees but tells them not to have any expectations of what this’ll accomplish.

Belphie says he doesn’t want to wear the headband or take pics and that he’s only gonna ride what he wants to, Diavolo agrees with all that. He asks if Belphie will stay with them and Belphie agrees and Diavolo is just so brightly stupidly happy and I can completely understand how he was able to make Lucifer question his entire world view. Diavolo’s so happy he starts waving Belphie’s arm around unconsciously and then asks Belphie what rides he wants to go on as they make their way back inside, Belphie doesn’t answer instead he’s blushing and annoyed and asks Diavolo to let go of his hand. Belphie wants to ride ‘The Twisting Freefall of Death II’, MC & Diavolo would like to not freefall to their death thank you very much. Belphie quotes the ride as being, “the single most terrifying experience in the world where you’ll scream for mercy and receive none” Diavolo says, “Did you say scream for mercy…” Belphie happily agrees. Diavolo turns to his last hope, MC, and asks how they feel about this. I like to imagine that even MC has a line where their lacking self-preservation will kick in. Belphie just smiles saying it won’t actually kill them (this would have been more reassuring coming from someone who didn’t once murder MC but whatever.) They can also ask Diavolo how feels about it. After the ride Belphie’s cackling loudly and gushing about how great it was. He’s especially happy about the look on Diavolo’s face during the ride, saying he’s never seen it before (probably the look of a demon praying to God for mercy). MC can say that Belphie seemed to be having a lot of fun, cheer how the ride was the best or say they thought they were going to die. For the 3rd option Belphie very cheerfully says MC’s alive and ok. Belphie asks Diavolo how it was only to realise Diavolo’s missing. He fell off the ride at its highest peak. He’s dead.

They’ve tried texting Diavolo but he doesn’t read them. Belphie wonders what kind of person actually gets lost in an amusement park unless they’re 5. Then he says “…is that what it is? Is he actually 5 yrs old?” He remembers that mammon got lost in a park once too and says the only thing the two of them have in common is that they’re both basically children, They then run into my favourite character in the entire game – the butcher (is2g this man needs to become a recurring side character) who is here with his wife and daughter. He asks them if the rest of the harem is here too and Belphie lets him know that unfortunately they’re here with a new inductee who got lost. The butcher offers to help and asks for a description. MC says he’s the owner of the corvo hotel chain and the butcher wonders who the fuck are these people in the first place to know someone like that and then because the butcher’s the sweetest person alive he too starts worrying about diavolo, scared that he might have gotten kidnapped. Belphie says “there’s no one in the human world oh shit I mean THE WORLD. THE NORMAL WORLD ALL US HUMANS - BECAUSE WE ALL ARE HUMANS - LIVE IN” the butcher now probably used to how weird this cult is (because they definitely are a satanic cult with their extremely obvious demon names, how weird and unused to normal life they are, 7 of them being obviously infatuated by the eighth one but the butcher’s not gonna bring this up cause with the amount of meat they buy from him he could keep his family afloat for years AND pay for his daughters college tuition) ignores this and says he hasn’t seen Diavolo but advices them to check the information desk and ask them to page Diavolo over the loudspeakers. They thank him and Belphie promises to stop by with Beel later, the butcher says he’ll see him then and tells them to take care (I love this man). Barbatos text MC asking how they’re doing and which itinerary of his they’re following cause yes apparently he made more than one and telling them he trusts them to take care of diavolo (and I can’t believe it took me this long to realise Barbatos is a helicopter parent). MC leaves him on read. Lucifer then texts them saying Satan told him where they’d gone and telling them that since the two of them are with Diavolo he assumes he’s okay but just to clarify make sure nothing happens to Diavolo. MC leaves him on read. Belphie says that Barbatos and Lucifer are way too overprotective. Barbatos and MC then realise how fucked they are if either of them find out that they’ve lost diavolo and so decide to skip the whole loudspeaker thing.

They can decide if they want to check by the lake, the ferris wheel or the last ride they went in. He’s not at the lake and they choose to take a boat across the lake to get to the ferris wheel cause it’s faster than going around it. Belphie actually enjoys the boat ride and asks if the two of them can just enjoy themselves together for a bit instead of looking for Diavolo, MC says “I’m worried about Diavolo also can you not remember how fucked we are if we don’t find him”. Belphie gets jealous that MC seems to care more about Diavolo than him (they’re just been practical! If the roles were reversed they’d have shut Diavolo down to look for you!) and says that even they have a real soft spot for Diavolo (He’s like a giant golden retriever!!). There’s an announcement over the loudspeaker for MC and ‘Snoozy’ saying that DD’s waiting for them at the info desk. Belphie’s not happy about ‘snoozy’ (understandable)

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sokayisaidiot · 3 years

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Dream SMP Assumption #7

Today’s topic: Everybody is suffering and you know it.

Please DO NOT read if you’re uncomfortable with the themes of death, depression and suicide. It’s a very complicated theme. I did NOT study it and do NOT know some aspects of it. I just go off the things I saw in the smp and made my own theories about it. If you’re even slightly triggered by this, please stop and do NOT try to read it. Please do NOT put yourself in some kind of uncomfortable zone.

Please do not. Thank you

(This is all assumptioning from the fictional world of dream smp)

(Heavy spoilers on the resent events)

(Also just assumptions, when you know something, you can always drop it :))

(Mainly around the lmanburg way, sadly need to learn more about badlands ): )

(This Series is created by another person, that’s just too fuckin lazy to move her butt)

Trigger warning today:

Suicide thoughts

(PTSD)

Depression

War

Child Neglect

Betrayal and Trust Issues

Death

Lets get this straight, no one is pure evil just because. Everybody has something happening and BOOM, finished chaos and sadness and strange behavior and aggressiveness and- You get me? Good. I will take on EVERYBODY who says that a person in the story didn't suffer. I aint a Apologist either. I just want to make some things clear who suffered how. Understand? Good.

Stop saying “[Character] didn't suffer!” Hell yes somehow everybody, close in the lore, fuckin did.

LET’S GET STARTED

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Tommyinnit

Lets start with one, who should be pretty obvious. Tommy. In my second Assumption, I explained symptoms of PTSD and Depression.

He was never really trusted by any point

Was just as used as Techno, because who had Tommy controlled was pretty powerful

He was exiled by a country, he HELPED saving MULTIPLE times

He saw his brother get killed by his father

He experienced so many deaths (Tubbo’s, in the final control room, Schlatts,

He lost his pets

He lost his belongings

Has to be on edge constantly

Gets accused by someone and then MOSTLY EVERYBODY believes, it was him

He isn’t really taken seriously

He gets seen as power-hungry person

People literally having him on the Hitlist

He nearly saw his best friend dying, on a mission, that was started by him

His older Brother, who he has an confused relationship with, doesn't even want to be revived.

Lost his brother to insanity and had to sit in the FRONT ROW of this spiral

PTSD

Depression

Suicidal thoughts

Betrayal

next to no one on his actual side

got left by almost everyone

was stuck on a island with an amnesiac ghost, who is a shell of his older brother

gets told his comfort items he had before everything else didn't matter

constantly has to live on the edge because he runs around with one just fuckin heart

Tubbo

Next to Tommy, he also suffers from PTSD, Depression and Suicidal tendencies. And that doesn't mean you kill yourself. It means you are too careless to give a fuck. And that can happen. TUbbo was way too easy to give up his OWN LIVE for something his best friend has passion in it.

He got publicly executed in a place HE DECORATED by someone he considered his Allie

Had the burden of Presidency on his YOUNG shoulders

The People who had to teach him about it, were also there for the tyranny

Got constantly considered a pawn, a throwable item

The adults use him as a figure head and proceed then to use him

He HAD to exile his best friend, or Tommy would have died sooner than ever

PTSD

Suicidal in a way of being okay for dying

Depression

Betrayal

Never gets taken seriously

Gets over-spoken a LOT

GETS COMPARED TO FUCKIN MANIACS OFTEN

Didn’t get nice words after his manipulator told him down, just SILENCE

He nearly died

He heard

Got left by everyone, when they didn't see anything in this place anymore

got told by his best friend, that the discs were more worth than him

As Tommy, he is always on the edge of death

Technoblade

Techno is one of the most powerful people here on the server. No doubt about it. However, if someone, even a God, tries to refuse they have feelings, it’s impossible. And those feelings, when they get something terrible done to them, get hurt.

BETRAYAL

Loneliness

A bloodlust he sometimes seriously can't control, no matter how much he tries

His best friend (Wilbur), died before his eyes

He thought he could trust his (little brother figure) friend

Gets used often for material

betrayal

Has a hard time understanding his feelings

Gets talked over

Is socially avoiding talking

Gets seen as a bad guy many times

Trust issues, yay!

Also BETRAYAL

has at least some people who want to kill him

Wilbur Soot

Our favorite maniac! Yay! We can all see how he fell from a proud Leader of a family to an lost in himself man, with nothing left to loose

Had to countdown his brothers death

Was killed by his father

His OWN SON disowned him

He wasn't able to get help, especially not from his younger brother

His Allies were not really trust worthy

He got betrayed by a close comerade

His dear Brother was sometimes really chaotic

He had to lead an army to war, not one, but two times

He lost the election

He had to run away from a country he helped create

Had a hard time with this father (with how it’s shown, that he maybe was neglected and had to raise Tommy)

Ranboo

Our favorite Memory-Minutes-Boi! I think EVERYBODY in this community will protect him

His first days on the server were pure Chaos

Had to see a person, he considers a friend, being rotten away and not being able to do anything about it

A sister figure who just went angry

He isn’t trusted by anyone really

He knows things others don’t

ALSO LOSING YOUR MEMORY AND HAVING CONSTANT MEMORY LOSS FUCKIN SUCKS, TRUST ME

Has serious issues

GETS TALKED OVER

Is often forced to take a side, even if he's against it

Phil

He has a hard time. Especially with the death, failed resurrection, disowning one of his son, he didn't got even close to. Being

Also on the edge of death every day

Was in the end peer pressured into killing his own son

Suffering from the loss of his son

Couldn't help his youngest son in exile, because he thought Tommy hated him

Wasn’t there for L’Manburg glory days

was ridiculed in his house arrest

Dream

Of course, we all know how mad he is now and shit, but you gotta think, he has some points here, that are infecting his behavior LARGELY

His friends left him, without considering helping him

He had lost his dear pet before

He actually wanted peace, but fell into the fun of destruction and chaos without someone knowing or helping him

He is homeless

Probably, he is a old being, that already suffered for millions of years

Sapnap

He’s actually one of my favorite Characters and I think we know he has a place in here.

Third wheels a l o t

Constantly being referred as the THIRD person, who isn't important

Fought his friend, who took the side of a child

Said friend had one of his beloved fishes by his side the hole time

Said Fish got thought as dead

Fundy

Some of you guys forgot how sad actually Fundy’s character is. He IS one of the most hurt characters. And he gave up hope

constantly being talked over

disowned by his hole family

GREW UP IN OLD L’MANBURG, WHICH WAS AT WAR

doesn’t think he is a part of a group

had to disown his father, to help fight a tyrannt

Got babied his whole life

His dead father is still running away from their problems

Doesn’t know where his mum is

Lost his home so often

Nihachu

Actually the person I watched for the first long time as in the SMP

Again, being talked over

Doesn’t get taken seriously

Lost her Best friend (Wilbur)

Got betrayed by her friend, Karl, by him selling their Land to L’Manburg

Gets used as a hostage or Maid in Distress, even when she isn’t

Got her pets killed

Then constantly being used for her niceness

Jack Manifold

He has a pretty big Role now, and he's very VERY angry. And you might ask why

Got left behind by his country

doesn’t get taken seriously

Got his most powerful items removed in one thing

His land somehow is near a crater

got told he didn't suffer somehow

Went to mf hell

Quackity

Quackity, despite his funny demeanor, he's one of the hurt character

with him staying with Schlatt, he had a uncomfortable relationship a long time

got killed by the festival

somehow helped organize the death of a child

Said kid helped a revolution against him

he helped a tyrant come to power and will probably never get it live down

fought for a country so often, but, two times, it got exploded in front of his face

had to face war, also in a young age

Eret

Our favorite King is here too! Yes, he may have started the distrust spiral of Eret, but somehow, someone would still have led them to the FINAL CONTROL ROOM. Somehow History will always be happening.

Had one of the hardest time, getting forgiven

Was never really given a chance

got accused of something

gets used as a pawn

He has shown often regret

got left alone

I think we all can say they are just having MULTIPLE communicate, trust and self worth issues. Like goddamn, Puffy, please help them, you’re one of the only sane people in the lore-

#Dream SMP #Quackity #Wilbur Soot #Tommyinnit #technoblade #tubbo #Philza #Nihachu #Fundy #Eret #Jack Manifold #Sapnap #Dreamwastaken #Ranboo #mcyt #dream smp assumption #Dream SMP Lore

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iamnightduchess · 3 years

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Hello Queen!

I would love to know any headcanons you have from the Love Like This Universe! (Really looking forward to reading Chills & I absolutely loved Dangerous Woman)

Hello my dear! Thank you so much for the ❤ & support on my passion project. Deepest apologies for the long delay 🙇‍♀️ After getting work & other RL stuffs out of the way, I hope you'll enjoy this! We could all use some good, happy thoughts before we all get crushed by the ending 🥺 (Also, RK is absolutely legit in ReiKasaverse. So that is my eternal SnK canon 💖)

‼️Warning: Some fic spoilers ahead!‼️

Without a further ado, here's:

ReinerxMikasa (ReiKasa) Fic Ask (Gen) Headcanon #20

AU: Love Like This (feat. art by the beautiful @ermioney 💖)

How did they meet reunite?

In Chills, Mikasa reunites with Reiner years after they went their separate ways when he graduated from high school & immediately returns to Marley, enlisting into their military.

They had actually crossed paths at a hospital in Paradis, 6 years before he was wheeled into her operating theatre. Mikasa was 16 weeks pregnant with her daughter at that time. Reiner was attending a compulsory annual psychological evaluation.

After the procedure on his cranium, Reiner had lost at least the first 25 years of his lifetime memories. He had no recollection of who she was.

When Reiner is in recovery, he finds more answers to the burning questions he has on this mysterious, beautiful neurosurgeon who had saved his life. When he finds out from his stepsister Annie and his brother-in-law, Armin about his and Dr. Ackerman's shared history, it only made him even more curious in rediscovering his own past, unknowingly causing Mikasa to unearth past memories that she preferred to stay buried.

Reiner & Mikasa

Reiner had been silently suffering from PTSD years before they were reunited. His unstable psychological state had caused him to drift apart from his own family & several failed relationships, much to Annie, his stepsister's disappointment.

The only person Reiner hasn't really pushed away from his life is Gabi & Falco.

After the unfortunate shooting incident, Reiner has a chance for a do-over; which will bring him closer once more to his family and to the one who had gotten away - Mikasa.

The unexpected passing of Mikasa's daughter impacted her & her marriage very much.

The day she received the official divorce papers from her ex-husband had also been the same day she had to perform the emergency procedure on Reiner.

She buries herself in work to avoid processing through her grief & loss.

She has a strong mentor-protegé bond with her immediate superior, Dr. Ian Dietrich. He used to be their HS counsellor while his wife, Ms. Rico, had been their Physics teacher when they were younger.

Her reunion with Reiner & his efforts to jog his memory by taking a trip down the halls of their HS helps not only him, but also her by reminiscing all those bittersweet moments they shared when they were still together in HS. Old sparks will reignite between these two former flames but Mikasa's reluctance & fear of being hurt once again will build a wall between these two reunited sweethearts.

When they were younger, Reiner likes to hilariously dub himself as Romeo, to match her middle name. Reiner is the second person after Armin who knows her christened name; Juliet. He also used to call her MJ when it was just the two of them.

Mikasa lost her daughter in a road accident on Christmas Eve, thus why she's unable to see the Festive Season the same way ever since. But Reiner, Annie & Armin would be changing all that.

Being reunited with Mikasa again, Reiner will learn everything about her once again but this time, their relationship will be everlasting.

Armin & Annie

Mikasa had lost contact with Armin & Annie after she got married during her fourth year in medical school.

Armin is an Assoc. Proff in Psychology at Karanes University, while his wife, Annie, is a fitness instructor.

These two had been dating since HS and had been married after Mikasa & her ex-husband did. Armin and Mikasa had been close since grade school but their friendship had almost been lost due to her marriage. (This will be explained more in the fic!)

Annie & Armin's relationship have always been rock solid since they were teenagers and these two had been there during Reiner & Mikasa's first date even until the day they'd broken up, several days before their graduation and two weeks before he'd left for his enlistment.

Armin & Annie had been at the funeral for Mikasa's daughter. What Mikasa did not know was that Reiner had been there but had only been observing from afar. Reiner does not remember this.

We'll be seeing Armin & Annie's efforts in helping the estranged young lovers rekindle an old flame that has always been burning after all those years.

Reiner's Family

Karina remembers Mikasa very well and she attended Mikasa's wedding with Annie and Armin. She's always have a soft spot for Mikasa and have always been asking Annie about her. She knows how much her son had loved this woman.

Gabi was close to Mikasa. When they were younger, Reiner and Mikasa used to take Gabi & Falco out to the amusement parks and open air movie screening in his car. Gabi likes to snuggle to Mikasa to keep herself warm. Mikasa & Falco had even celebrated their birthdays together with Reiner & Gabi.

Gabi was devastated when she found out that Reiner broke up with Mikasa to get back together with his ex-girlfriend before leaving for his enlistment.

Gabi secretly hates all the girls Reiner had been dating before and after Mikasa.

Gabi is overjoyed when she meets Mikasa once again. It was no coincidence that she is also studying medicine.

Annie and Gabi will play a huge role in getting Mikasa and Reiner together again.

Case of the Ex(es)

Reiner will cross paths with Mikasa's ex-husband but has no recollection of who he was.

Mikasa will cross paths with Reiner's last ex-girlfriend.

Both encounters will be interesting yet will make Mikasa realized how much they've grown to become different but better person for the other.

Reiner & Mikasa will learn that their present is more important than their past and to let go of the fear towards whatever their future might bring.

In this universe, Reiner & Mikasa would have a winter wedding, three beautiful children and their marriage would last until they're old and grey. Armin & Annie would be the godparents of their firstborn fraternal twins, Rémy & Miraé, while Levi & Hange would be the godparents to their third child, Ryder.

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A/N: I hope this AU would soothe the void with the series' finale 💖 We'll always have ReiKasaverse to escape to & it's here to stay permanently ❤ Thank you for the support once again, luv!

#ReiKasa #ReiKasaverse #reiner x mikasa #ReiKasa headcanons #snk headcanons #aot headcanons #reiner braun #mikasa ackerman #feat.#LeviHan #AruAni

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todoroki-waifu · 3 years

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ayoo! I saw that requests were open so here I am! Anyways can I requests that there's a fem reader that is best friends with todoroki and he's dating (anyone) and one day when class 1a is chilling in the living room having a movie night and a kid from the future time travel there and everyone is confused asf and sooner or later it comes out that the child was todoroki's and the readers child and everyone's like damn cuz yk he has a whole s/o next to him LMFAOSJJ IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO CONFUSUNG😭😭

I’m so sorry this is so late! 😢 Thank you so much for your request! And it wasn’t confusing. This was an interesting one. If I did misinterpret it wrong, I’m sorry! Lol hope you like it ^^

Note: __(u/s) will stand for unknown/unnamed significant other for Todoroki.

Todoroki x F! Reader (kind of?)

Word Count: 1,987

Genre: Angst, slight fluff, sci-fi, maybe a little fantasy? (whatever time travel would fall under)

Warnings: Female reader and Todoroki with a gender neutral s/o.

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Midoriya, Iida, Todoroki, __(u/s), and Jirou were preparing snacks for class 1a's weekly movie night. Iida, Midoriya, and Jirou were the first to leave the kitchen, bringing with them cups, beverages, napkins, straws, and disposable plates. While Todoroki finishes up placing a variety of chips into different bowls, he looks over at his __(u/s).

He smiles fondly at them, walking over to his partner and wrapping his arms around them.

"Need any help?"

"T-todoroki-kun! You scared me." __(u/s) was concentrated on microwaving the popcorn at the correct temperature, afraid of triggering the fire alarm.

"Really? Am I that frightening?" He pouts slightly.

"Not at all! I guess my mind was elsewhere. I wanted to make sure that I didn't burn the popcorn." __(u/s) laughed sheepishly before pecking his cheek.

Both heads turn towards the kitchen entrance when they hear the sound of steps entering.

"Relax! Just me." You saw their slightly stiffened look. They were a fairly new couple so they were still getting used to showing their affection in front of other people. Todoroki and his partner were only comfortable around you, being that you're his best friend.

You've known him for a while and have been there for almost an entirety of his childhood and up to now. He still has yet to tell his significant other about his past, the poor boy afraid of scaring his current lover.

Well, he'll tell them some day. Just not right now. But that was how much Todoroki trusted you.

He was also so grateful that __(u/s) was comfortable around you. __(u/s) knew of his and your relationship and although they were a bit weary of you in the beginning, they ended up loving you later on. You proved that you retained no feelings for the half and half student and that you had the same intentions as the rest of class 1a. Which was to be his loyal and supportive friend.

"Didn't mean to interrupt. Mina and Toru wanted some ice cream." You quickly went to the freezing, grabbing two tubs of the frozen dessert along with two huge spoons.

"Don't take too long, bestie. I want to get some cuddles with __(u/s), too." You joked as you walked out to the common area.

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Midoriya saw you approaching the group and was the first to assist you.

"Here, let me get that." He grabs the two cold containers, placing it on the table. "Who wants which flavors?"

He calls out to the gang while a few responded back and you helped the All Might fanatic. Once you finish passing out the bowls, Todoroki and his partner come out with a few salty snacks to add to the menu.

You sat in between Midoriya and __(u/s) on the floor with a plate full of assorted goods. Todoroki and __(u/s) share a bowl of chips and ice cream, the couple feeding each other occasionally. You smile at your best friend, so happy for him.

Although you were a bit jealous that he found love before you. You felt like a third wheel whenever both of them would ask you to hang out.

Oh well. Romance will come whenever the time is right. Besides, you weren't that focused on relationships nor did you really have anyone in particular that you liked.

Your thoughts refocused on the blaring music coming from the TV, indicating the start of the movie. You excused yourself after a while, heading to the kitchen to grab some more water bottles for yourself and for a few.

When you reach the kitchen door, a small swirl of blue energy blocks your way. You watch as the ball of energy expand and white electrifying rays spread from the center. Before you could react, the energized orb immediately explodes, the blast causing you to fall onto your bottom. Not only did you feel the force push you back, but you felt a sudden weight holding you down.

"__(y/n)! Are you okay?" Midoriya and Bakugou are the first to respond to the blast with Todoroki not too far behind them.

"Y-yeah, I think so?" You replied, carefully sitting up. You look down at the weight on your lap, noticing it to be a small child with ___(hair color) hair and a single streak of white and red. When they peer up, you see dark grey and light blue eyes staring back at you.

"Mommy?" The child blinked up at you then smiled brightly. "Mommy! I found you!"

"M-m-mommy!?" You screeched out, feeling the little one embrace you tightly.

"You're a mother?" Uraraka chimed in.

"I didn't know I was one!"

"Mommy, where did your big belly go? Did my little sister finally come out? Where is she? I want to meet her! I'm so excited to be a big sister!"

"Excuse me!? Little sister?"

"You had another baby?" Hagakure gasps loudly.

"How? I never got pregnant! I don't even have a boyfriend nor am I seeing anyone!" You answered her back then sighed loudly. "H-hey kid, ummm, first off, are you okay?" You wanted to make sure this tiny stranger wasn't injured.

"Yes, mommy! I'm okay."

"Alright, well, I hate to tell you this but I'm not your mom. But maybe I can find her for you?"

"What do you mean? Why do you say that? Of course you're my mom!" Her eyes begin to fill with tears.

"It's just kind of impossible. Listen, you said that I had a big belly and you were waiting for your little sister, but right now, I don't have that big belly. I didn't even know you were having a sibling."

"M-mommy, are you-you j-joking? It's not funny! Waah!" Your future daughter begins to cry loudly and you immediately hug her.

"Don't cry! Everything will be alright! We're going to find your mommy, okay?" You look around the room to your classmates, sending them a pleading look.

"Hey man, that's your brat." Bakugou stuffs his hands into his pocket, about to not involve himself in your little dilemma. He didn't have patience for children at the moment.

"Bakugou!" You scolded him. "She's not a brat. She's just lost and scared. Take it easy on her. And if you want to be a hero, help me find the kid's parents. Isn't that what a hero is supposed to do?"

"I ain't no babysitter!"

"Dude, that's not manly at all! Let's help them out." Kirishima places a hand on his blonde friend's shoulder.

"Time travel!" Midoriya blurts out of nowhere. Once he receives his classmates' confused gazes, he finally begins to clarify. "I think she's really your daughter, __(y/n). She looks a lot like you and she seems really attached to you. She must've came here from the future when that blast happened. That's the only plausible explanation."

"I'm sorry that everything is confusing and scary right now, but I think I figured out what's going on." Midoriya squats beside you and your daughter, placing his hand on her back. Your daughter sniffles a couple times before looking at the green haired boy.

"Uncle Deku? How... how come you're so small?" She wipes her eyes while he could hear a few snickering in the background.

"Yes, well, I'm sure you're noticing that everyone is different. It's because-"

"Daddy!" Your daughter gasps loudly when she finally sees Todoroki. She jumps out from your arms and rushes to the dual quirk user, holding her tiny arms up to him. Todoroki blinks at the child, unsure of what to do.

"Huh? How come you're not holding mommy's hand?" She notices Todoroki's fingers linked with __(u/s).

"D-daddy?! You mean, Todoroki-kun is the father?" Midoriya shrieks at the reveal.

"W-what?" __(u/s) frowns deeply, slowly slipping their hand away from Todoroki. "You mean, you and __(y/n)? But I thought that... "

"Wait, no, that is impossible. She must have me mistaken for someone else. __(y/n) and I do not harbor any feelings for one another nor do we share any children together. Please believe me." Todoroki attempts to grab __(u/s)'s hands, but they back away quickly.

"Yeah! Shouto's right! We're only best friends. That's it. You know that. How can we have a kid together when we're not even a couple? He likes you; not me. I might be single, but I'm really not interested in anyone at the moment."

"Daddy, what is going on? I thought you love mommy?" Your poor daughter was unknowingly exacerbating the situation.

"I... I gotta go." __(u/s) starts to gather their things.

"Please, wait." Todoroki grabs their arm but they pull back suddenly.

"Don't, Todoroki. This is too much. I don't think I can continue this." He tries to plead with them to stay, but __(u/s) shakes their head. "Just, please leave me alone. And please don't contact me. Either of you." ___(u/s) eyes both you and Todoroki.

Your best friend watches sadly as __(u/s) leaves, the room being weighed down by the silent tension. It was only when Denki utters a word that brought back the noise.

"Damn... " The electric hero feels a sudden, sharp jab to his right side. He looks at the source to find Jirou glaring at him.

"Mommy? Daddy?" The little one blinks at Todoroki and then at you, uncertain of what just transpired. You knew your best friend needed space to himself for now so you decide that you would approach him later. Besides, you felt like you were responsible for his breakup. You felt too embarrassed to face him.

So instead, you focus on your little girl, gently grabbing her hand and pulling her to the side. Midoriya begins to explain to your daughter why things were so different and she slowly begins to understand.

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Todoroki walks outside of the dorm building, situating himself on the first few steps. His mind tortures him by replaying the scene where his relationship crumbles. He doesn't understand. What could he have done to preserve his romance with ___(u/s)?

But then his mind directs him to his future daughter. Todoroki was a bit angry, yes, but he couldn't blame the young child seeing that she came from a very different timeline. It honestly wasn't her fault.

Then who's fault was it? His? Yours?

No, it was no one's. If he was truly meant to be with you, why wasn't he jumping for joy? Because at this point in time, he was simply not attracted to you. He honestly didn't understand how you two formed a family together.

Then his mind wanders elsewhere.

Would being around you continue to ruin his future relationships? Would he truly be happy if you ended up being his lifetime partner? According to his future child, you two were going to have another one so that had to mean something.

But he didn't love you.

Yes, he cared deeply for you and you both knew everything and anything about each other, but you and him had a different kind of bond.

Then the thought of sacrificing his friendship with you for the sake of his future relationships began to hurt his heart. But you'd understand, right? Todoroki wanted to find love eventually. He also did want to work everything out with __(u/s).

But would separating himself from you be the right answer? How would that affect the future? He felt so torn. He has a family with you in the future, but his heart does not yearn for you. And you don't love him back like that either.

Right?

As he thinks on his feelings for you, he goes back to when you two were children and when you first met. He remembers almost everything that you two shared together all the way up to the present.

The arguments. The late night study sessions. The dangerous villain encounters. The hero internships. The cultural festival. The laughter.

Your warmth. Your kindness. Your smile.

His heart slowly starts to beat faster.

But he didn't love you, right?

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sexy-zeitreise-detektiv · 4 years

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the way we barely got any noah/jonas/elizabeth content after the apocalypse is CRIMINAL and i will sue baran and jantje for making me think about them. give me their friendship i am BEGGING

Anon, you're a genius. I didn't even think about the fact that they would probably spend years as a trio! Oh god, I need to get all of those headcanons out before I forget them, so this will be long. Sorry to literally everyone else but this post is for Anon.

First off: All of the cute fluffy headcanons and fanfics that people project onto Elisabeth and Noah are definitely canon but seconds after the screen fades to black Jonas comes bursting into the cave like "hEy guys! Guess who just got us some NukaCola or some shit?" like the dorkiest third wheel.

Jonas doesn't trust Noah at first. He wants to die and this guy just took away the only way to end it all. He doesn't care about all the pseudo-religious promises Noah makes to Elisabeth. He's over this. The only thing he can do now is to trust Claudia and build a way out of this mess. But he also has to survive somehow, especially when Claudia leaves for undetermined amounts of time. He may be clever and sly but having shelter in the caves beats sleepless nights in what's practically a giant graveyard now. So he also kinda has to trust Noah. Jonas slowly warms up to him while they work on the time travel portal. Jonas has to explain basic physics to Noah but he's a suprisingly fast learner and cracks jokes when he makes mistakes which remind Jonas awfully of Bartosz. When they are alone together Noah sometimes opens up about his dead mother and how insecure he is about having children and Jonas slowly lets on how much he misses his dad and that he still feels so much guilt. But Jonas finally lets himself fully trust Noah when he starts trying to quote vines to lift the mood but always ending up with something like "This bitch empty? Weed!" like an adorable grandpa.

Jonas obviously gets closer to Noah but Jonas and Elisabeth bond over their lost families and pop culture references. Jonas didn't have really time to mourn before his time in the cave and having someone to vent to who actually kind of knows what happened is probably the closest he's ever gotten to therapy after the apocalypse. So his and Elisabeths relationship would be a mixture of those sweet earnest moments and them allowing themselves to be vulnerable and Elisabeth relentlessy dunking on Jonas. When Jonas grows his first shitty ass looking moustache Noah asks him to please shave it off because Elisabeth won't stop talking shit about it. Jonas starts shaving on his own as he learns enough signlanguage (The first two things that Jonas learns in signlanguage are "fuck off" and "Fortnite".) to understand Elisabeths sick burns.

Oh god just imagine Jonas and Noah looking for ressources and telling Elisabeth to stay in the cave and Elisabeth obviously sneaking out anyway. And then the boys coming back with five berries total and Elisabeth grinning at them with a shitload of canned beans in her lap.

Elisabeth is well established to be a little shit and young!Noah has that trademark "ain't I a shitty bitch?"-grin so you know they would be constantly teaming up to fuck with Jonas. Even after years and years they still prank this fucking nerd. Especially during Elisabeths pregnancy they fake Elisa going into labor and Noah telling Jonas to "get some water!" which is probably about 2km away so they can spend some quality time alone. And if there are two dubiously canon facts about Jonas, it is that a) he showers maybe once a year and b) he didn't get a single day of sex ed in school, so it works every goddamn time. When Claudia notices this, her reaction is be something akin to "lmao u dumb thot, get back to the power plant".

But don't worry, Jonas gets his fun too. When talking about the past he will casually make shit up about the 21st century. And because Noah has almost frame of reference, he eats this shit up. Like for example Jonas: "They had dinosaur parks in the USA for a short time." Noah: "What??" Jonas: "Oh you know, like in Jurassic Park? The movie?" Noah: "I have literally never heard of this before." Jonas: "It was just like that" Elisabeth, noticing there’s some scammy bullshit going on: Oh yeah, I remember my sister telling me about how she rode a stegosaurus once. So sad they closed them after one of the Kardashians fell into an enclosure.:(

I think something that doesn't get explored enough as well is Claudias relationship to those three. Noahs parents are dead, Jonas had only his mother left but she was on a quest to get laid and got killed by Adam and Elisabeth's mother isn't even born yet, so Claudia is probably the closest thing they have to a parental figure. And she does have a close relationship to Jonas, he shares her interest to learn astrophysics and shit to fix everything after all.But I think she would slowly warm up to the other two kids as well. Especially as Noah shares lots of similarities with Regina. And Elisabeth is but a baby child. Not that she would be overly motherly or protective but she'd make sure that none of those idiots would get killed or severely harmed and occaisonally bail them out of bad situations.

tl;dr friendship dynamic consisting of constantly changing periods of extreme vulnerability and hardcore dunking on each other to survive this post-apocalyptic world at least a little sane

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