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littleoddwriter · 2 years

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AAAAA I ABSOLUTELY LOVED YOUR RECENT FIC WITH EDDIE! :D

in one of the things he says about helping the reader he asks about feeding them AND THAT SENT ME INTO A HAPPY THOUGHT SPIRAL!

it would be cool if you could write a fic of Eddie darling just pampering and taking care of (possibly sick) y/n, including feeding them at some point, just doing everything for them like a little simp because "they deserve the entire world and shouldn't have to lift a finger" :]]]]

Help | Edward Nashton/The Riddler x GenderNeutral!Reader

Hi there! AAAHHH, thank you SO much!!! I'm very happy to know that, thanks so much for saying this, gosh! <3 <3 <3 Thank you for the request, it's so lovely and I really hope you like what I've done with it! I ended up making the Reader chronically ill. What kind of chronic illness they have, I don't know. I just wrote what I experience. From what I know I only have atopic dermatitis and a bunch of mental disorders, so- Yee, whatever! Just wanted to explain what's happening here. :')

summary; See above, basically.

notes; Chronically Ill!Gender Neutral!Reader; Unspecified Chronic Illness; Breakfast in Bed; Being Fed; Comfort; Fluff.

Ever since you’ve started dating Edward, you were trying hard to push through your constant symptoms; the fatigue, the occasional brain fog, the way your entire body just hurt almost randomly. But everybody had a limit and you’ve reached yours.

Lying in bed beside Eddie, who had his arms wrapped around you as he was still sleeping soundly, you could barely think straight, let alone keep your eyes open. To others that would simply mean that you had to sleep a little longer; but unfortunately you weren’t able to. According to your alarm clock, you’ve already been awake for the past two hours and counting. There was no further rest in sight. This promised to be one of your worst days already.

About an hour later, Ed finally woke up, grumbling and groaning softly as he rubbed over his face, while keeping his head on your chest.

“Good morning,” he said, his voice still thick with sleep.

Unable to make yourself talk, you made a noise that somewhat resembled a ‘good morning’. Not a good day at all.

Sitting up, Eddie reached over and put his glasses on, looking you over with concern.

“Are you okay?” he asked almost cautiously.

Did you look as bad as you felt or did he just know for some reason?

You simply shrugged and shook your head at the same time. Wow, what a great response, you thought dryly.

“For how long have you been awake already? You can just show me with your fingers,” he inquired further, rubbing his hand over your thigh soothingly.

In answer, you held up three and then four fingers, shrugging again.

“Oh, God,” he sighed, “You could have woken me up, Y/N. I don’t mind.”

You shook your head and forced yourself to speak; although it was incredibly hard to do, “Didn’t want to. You need to sleep.”

“Well, so do you,” he retorted gently, “Listen. I’m just gonna get myself ready and then I’ll make breakfast for us, okay? Can you eat? Are you sick?”

Closing your eyes for a moment, you breathed deeply to steady yourself before making yourself talk again, “I’m not sick-sick. But I don’t know how eating’s gonna work out for me. I doubt I can even make it out of bed just yet.” Your speech was a little slurred and slow, rather monotonous as well, but at least you were able to get your point across.

“Okay, no pressure. We’ll just make breakfast in bed, then!” Ed smiled at you. He was so charming, and always so sweet and kind to you.

Nodding, you took his hand into yours and pulled slightly. Leaning in, he kissed you on your lips, apparently knowing exactly what you were silently asking for.

“I’ll be right back, angel,” he told you and got up to follow his morning routine before making breakfast, while you stayed in bed and cursed your body for being so unreliable.

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When Edward returned to your room, he had a tray in his hand. On it was a plate with a stack of pancakes and some cut up fruits, which you had been able to guess he was making before, two glasses of orange juice and a fork and knife. He put the tray down on the bedside table first, while he sat down on the bed with his back against the headrest, just like you had managed to sit after what felt like an eternity had passed. Then, he placed the tray on his lap.

“I was thinking I could feed you if that’s okay? You shouldn’t have to put more effort into this than you already are,” he said, adjusting his glasses nervously.

Surprised, you nodded in agreement. If he fed you, that would be truly helpful now, considering that you barely had enough energy and motoric ability to do it yourself.

“You really don’t have to, though,” you whispered, feeling insecure about being fed by Eddie.

“No, really, it’s my pleasure! You’re precious to me, Y/N. And you’re unwell, so you shouldn’t have to even lift a finger if I can help it,” he responded kindly, smiling at you.

“Thank you,” you smiled back slightly. It was so difficult for you to do any of that, to talk and smile and move, but he was worth it.

Then, Edward took the knife and fork into his hands and cut up the pancake. He held the first piece to your mouth. Dutifully, you opened up and let him slide it in. Chewing was quite the chore for you, but fortunately, the pancake mostly just melted on your tongue.

“Okay?” Ed asked before picking up the next piece.

“Yeah,” you nodded.

He kept on feeding you the pancakes and fruits alternately, until you had enough. After that, he ate what was left of them. You felt bad about it, but he kept assuring you that this was exactly how he planned for it to go, so you forced yourself to also be okay with it.

Once he, too, was done eating and he got up to put the tray back into the kitchen, you attempted to finally get out of bed and use the bathroom at least. It was about time. And the food did give you some much needed strength; even if it only was a little.

So, you carefully swung your legs over the edge of the bed and forced your body to cooperate and stand up. You walked slowly and could barely lift your feet off of the ground, but eventually you reached the bathroom. So that was a win.

Getting back to sitting - or lying down - afterward was an issue, though, because you basically used all the energy you had left for this little trip to freshen up.

Standing in the doorway, you leaned against it and waited. For what, you weren’t really sure. Maybe just for the room to stop spinning and for your eyes to stay open.

“Y/N? Can I help you?” Eddie asked, suddenly right in front of you.

“I’d love to get back to bed, but, uh… Yeah, I’m kinda stuck here. Sorry,” you answered softly and slowly, trying so hard to enunciate each word so Ed could understand what you were saying.

In an instant, Edward’s hands were on you, as his arm wrapped around your middle and he stood right next to you, lifting your own arm to put it over his shoulders.

And just like that, he helped you back to bed, where you lay down with a groan, snuggling into your blanket.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, hiding your face in your pillow. You were incredibly embarrassed by all of this; even though Ed never once made you feel like you had to be ashamed whatsoever.

“Oh, my angel. What else can I do for you? Do you want to be alone?” You shook your head. You needed him here with you. “Would you like me to stay in bed with you, then?”

After some thought, you nodded. You would like that a lot.

Edward then laid down beside you, lying on his side just like you did, facing you. He had a small, charming smile on his face. You loved him so much.

“It’s okay to need help,” Eddie said after a few minutes had passed, “And it’s okay to not always be in top form. Frankly, I have no idea what’s going on with you today, but I’m sure you’ll tell me once you feel better again. Until then, I’ll just do whatever it takes to make you more comfortable and to help you. All right?”

A silent tear slipped out of your eye, then.

This was exactly what you needed to hear.

“I love you,” you murmured, hoping that he knew just how grateful you were for him.

“And I love you, my angel. I’ve got you,” Ed returned kindly, beaming brightly at you.

Scooting over, you closed the bit of distance that was between you and cuddled into him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. You could feel him chuckle softly more than you heard it.

Now more than ever, you realised how lucky you had gotten to be with him.

#this is so soft i'm--- wish i had that on days like this honestly #gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader insert #gender neutral s/o #gender neutral y/n #edward nashton #ed nashton #edward nashton x reader #the riddler #the riddler x reader #dano riddler #dano!riddler #dano riddler x reader #paul dano #danonation #fanfiction #fanfic

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the-stray-liger · 1 year

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H'OKAY, THIS FUCKING EPISODE... So clearly celebrating one's birthday, or the intent to do so is a huge fucking death flag in G-Witch. Episode 6 went and punched me in the gut, then proceeded to suplex me into the dirt. How about you?

But anyway... the whole "Aerial = Eri" theory is basically no longer looking like a theory, and it's clear that when Prospera is expressing confidence in her daughter's abilities, she's definitely not talking about Suletta. Some folks believe that Suletta's a clone, but personally? I'm of the belief that Suletta as we know her is a personality implanted by Prospera, and that her original personality as Ericht Samaya is either locked away deep in the Aerial itself, or has since merged with the AI that was once the Lfrith to become the Aerial.

GOD this episode hit me like a fucking bus. Between Literally Everything That Happened With Elan (hello new fave) and Guel living in afucking tent I feel like my brainw ent on vacation.

Tbh I've seen a TON of theories already about Ericht/Suletta and I honestly hadn't paid a lot of attention to them until Bel told Prospera that it was useless to get revenge on something that had happened 21 years ago. That totally threw me off, and now I'm forced to think harder about Suletta and the Aerial. Is Suletta a clone? Is she Ericht genetically manipulated to be younger? Is Ericht merged with the Aerial? what the actual fuck is going on aaahhh I think the theory I am more inclined to believe is that Suletta is one of multiple Eri clones. That would explain her age and the fact that she has this link with Aerial. But again I'm trying not to make theories because we know very little about like. Pretty much everything so far

I also want to know what the deal is with Elan and the real Elan. I wanna know who Elan is and why the real Elan isn't the one piloting Pharact-I JUST REALLY LOVE PHARACT it's my favorite mobile suit

The one thing I've got clear is that I don't trust Prospera but I can't help but love a the-end-justifies-the-means kinda bitch. I KNOW eventually something really twisted is gonna be revealed about Suletta

Anyway Im sorry my replies are always all over the place <3 I always look forward to your asks!

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fefairys · 2 years

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37 36 35 28 27 25 18 13 7 6 4 ^u^

this is really fucking long

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

predilection

6. What is your darkest fear about writing?

that people will take my stories at face value or think that i have the same opinions as my characters. please read into everything. the curtains are not just blue.

7. What is your deepest joy about writing?

this is such a generic answer but truly just being able to express myself!!!! my writing is all just an examination of my own psyche. i love that about all writing i love that about READING how it can tell u so much about the person who wrote it!!!!

13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?

man idk. if something is incredibly difficult for me to write about i probably just will not write about it sldkfd but i guess i will say that i did have a bit of a hard time writing the latest chapters of bcbgl in regards to describing dirt's mental state just because i was so concerned about capturing it correctly. in general, i struggle with making sure that i capture intense emotional states with enough detail that the reader can REALLY feel what the character is going through.

what's easy? i wanna say friendly banter because i have a lot of FUN writing, like, group chats between friends, or fictional twitch chats lol that are just the characters being silly and having fun with each other :) but that can also be hard sometimes!!! all writing is hard!

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end.

OKAY SO AHAHAH from chapter 18 of bcbgl:

["Agh... We slept for an hour," Brian said, checking his watch. "I should get goin..."

"Oh, okay, yeah," Dirt said, mildly disappointed that his time with Brian was about to end. He stood up and walked Brian to the door, giving him a quick kiss before waving him off.] and from chapter 21, when they break up:

[Dirt just scoffed angrily again, not wanting to say anything else in the fears he'd cry even harder if he tried to. "I.. I should get goin..." Brian said, no longer making eye contact with Dirt.

“Oh, yeah, okay," Dirt scoffed, "Fine," he crossed his arms, "Don't even LET me give any sort of explanation! Just fucking WALK away!" he shouted, his voice wavering as he held back sobs. Brian was already walking away, though, and not looking back.]

as soon as i wrote that first passage i wrote this in my notes:

i was just so fucking excited to do this parallel and im happy to point it out right now in case nobody noticed LKSDJFSL because its really important to me!!!!! when the same words are used in such drastically different contexts in the story!!!!! AAAHHH!!!!

25. What is a weird, hyper-specific detail you know about one of your characters that is completely irrelevant to the story?

salem's favorite thing to do in minecraft is to herd and tame and breed all the different animals because he likes sitting with them and listening to their sounds and hanging out with them and being their friend :)

27. Who is the most stressful character you’ve ever written? Why?

hm. i wanna say Dirt. but honorable mentions are: Sebastian (Roommates), Audrey (NLOG), and Slime (dont worry about it)

dirt is so fucking stressful. he loves to lie and do shit without thinking. he told salem he was going to take him to the vet to get vaccinated, and then tried to take him to get spayed, forcing him to out himself to a stranger so he wouldnt be fucking sterilized without his consent.

dirt lied about having psychosis to get out of a conversation. who does that.

salem is also an honorable mention because he's just so closed off but IM such an open person so writing someone closed off forces me to into a complete opposite headspace than what im normally in. audrey, sebastian, and slime are for the same reason

28. Who is the most delightful character you’ve ever written? Why?

Zelda from NLOG is really fun :) i don't think ive ever written a character quite like her before! shes the type of girl that you see post on instagram and you assume shes a high school bully-type mean girl, but shes actually really genuine and sweet, and not only that but shes deeply lonely and has never had any friends and shes so insecure despite being so beautiful and presenting herself with such confidence from afar. max assumes she's the most popular girl in school but shes actually the least!!!!!!!!! aaahhh!!!!!!

35. What’s your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?

oh god literally so many FUCK writing rules!!!! i do literally whatever da fuck i want!!! bitch!!!!! but a big one is "dont say 'said'" FUCK YOU!!!! he said she said they said bitch!!!! they just said it! they didnt do anything else or i would say so!!!! is they said it they SAID IT. PERIOD!!!!!!!!

36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice…what do you Know?

anxiety. yeah. anxiety is a big theme in like every fucking thing i write. i know her so well shes not even an feeling shes like a sister to me

37. If you were to be remembered only by the words you’ve put on the page, what would future historians think of you?

'holy shit he had ISSUES'

#thanks baby #if u send me a passage from my own writing for me to analyze i will kiss u on the lips #could even be from shitfic #answer meme #my writing #isjuice #asks

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holdingforgeneralhugs · 3 years

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Emmaaa❤️❤️ may I request a headcanon where the easy boys fell in love with a shy reader? Maybe with Bull, Tab, Luz, Speirs Babe and Malarkey? Thank you❤️ love you

Aaahhh Fran my dear, what a great way to start off my birthday week tysm for sending one in💓

Bull Randleman:

Bull is super protective of you, always has been.

He got 10 million times more protective when he realises he's head over ass in love with you.

He's always there, always got your back no matter what.

He likes that you're most comfortable when you're with him, makes him feel like he's special.

When he was stuck in that barn in Holland, separated from everyone, thinking about you was the only thing that kept his strength up.

Its then he decides he has to tell you how he feels.

He's pretty direct about it, he doesn't want to beat around the bush with this.

"Look darlin', I ain't gonna mess around here, because to be completely honest I'm head over heels in love with you."

You get all blushy and stuttery and he thinks it's probably the most adorable thing he's ever seen.

He can tell you're flustered, so he grabs your cheeks in his hands and rubs his thumbs over them gently.

"Can I kiss ya darlin'?" He asks softly

You can't even speak you're so surprised, so you nod and he leans in and kisses you slowly, not wanting to rush anything and ruin the perfect moment.

"Hell Bull," you giggle, "I've been hoping you'd say something for ages."

"And why didn't you say anything, huh?" He laughed.

"Because I was too scared you'd turn me down."

"Well," he sighed, kissing your forehead, "I just can't quite believe I ever gave you the impression I'd turn you down. Guess I'll just have to prove to you how much I love you from now on."

Floyd Talbert

Tab is a total flirt

He's all cheesy pickup likes at first and they make you blush like hell but you'll never give him the satisfaction of laughing at them because they're so ridiculous.

But he takes your blushing as encouragement so he keeps going for weeks until eventually he gets a giggle out of you and it makes all his efforts worthwhile because you have the most lovely laugh.

After that you start getting to know each other a little better, and you start to get closer.

He's delighted when you start to open up and share more with him.

It kind of hits him like a slap in the face that shit, he's in love love you.

He's a total softie with you

He's quite subtle about it at first. He does small nice things for you; makes you coffee, gives you half his k ration when supplies are low.

He's surprisingly reluctant to profess his feelings for you. He thinks there's no way you'll see him as anything other than a friend.

Chuck tells him he's an idiot, that you've clearly got feelings for him too and be should just tell you already.

So he does...in the most muddled way possible. It all kinda comes out like word vomit.

"So-I-Just-wanna-tell-you-I-think-you're-wonderful-and-I'm-a-little-bit-in-love-with-you."

You're dumbfounded, and you can't quite comprehend what he's just said.

"Wait," you whisper, "are you being serious right now?"

"Yeah," he laughs, "I've kinda got it really bad for you."

You giggle and blush like hell, and he grins like an idiot because he loves that giggle so much

"How about I take you out for dinner sometime?" He asks cheekily, and his grin widens when you blush harder and agree to go.

He saunters over to you and plants a quick kiss on your lips, before putting his arm around your shoulder and leading you off, pointedly ignoring Chucks wolf whistles when the two of you walk past him.

George Luz

George is the biggest flirt around, and he makes no secret in the fact he likes you.

He goes out of his way to compliment you; tells you that you make Rita Hayworth look plain, that you make sunshine look dull.

The more he makes you blush, the harder he tries. He knows he can crack your shy shell and find the gem underneath.

He's a big fan of cheesy movie quotes, which you adamantly refuse to indulge him with, but he keeps trying nonetheless.

He's tried them all, so he decides this time to pull out all the stops and be as direct about his feelings as possible.

"See that's what's wrong with you," he starts smoothly, "you should be kissed, and often. And by someone who knows how."

He pauses for a second to judge your reaction, and when he sees you smiling he sweeps you into a dramatic dip and kisses you passionately, Clarke Gable style.

He quite literally swept you off your feet, and he knows it too.

Once he knows he's successfully gotten your attention for real, he softens. He dials down the flamboyant flirting and instead he just talks to you and gets to know you for real.

He loves to cuddle you in close and have whispered conversations for hours.

He's very affectionate too, always has to be holding your hand or have his arm around you.

He brings you out of your shell, his enthusiasm and fun nature is so infectious you can't help but be swept up by it and join in on the fun.

Ronald Speirs

Ron is incredibly different when he's with you, much to everyone's surprise.

He laughs with you, like....a lot.

At first you were very cautious with him. You'd heard the stories and weren't too sure what to make of him.

But when you get to know him you realise that he is totally different to what everyone said.

You found that he is really easy to talk to, and he has a wicked sense of humour.

He liked that you were a bit more quiet than others, it made you much easier for him to talk to.

He tells the most brilliant stories, and the two of you usually end up talking for hours about all sorts; history, movies, music, anything and everything.

Its obvious to everyone but you that he has feelings for you.

He thinks you must surely know, that it was completely obvious he'd fallen in love with you. I mean he spends all his free time with you, and he never talks to anyone else the way he does with you.

Lipton eventually realises that no, you don't actually have a clue how Speirs feels about you, so he tells him that you're oblivious.

Naturally Speirs is all action and matter of fact, so he decides to just tell you how he feels and see what happens.

He's kinda nervous despite outward appearances, but he'd never admit it to himself or anyone else.

So he literally just comes out and says it one day; no frills, no fuss.

You're disarmed by his straightforwardness. You'd hoped that he might return your feelings but you'd thought there was no way.

You've never seen him smile brighter than when you told him you returned his feelings.

He wasted no time after that; he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you in to a passionate kiss, his other hand cupping your jaw.

Everyone was delighted you'd mellowed out ole Sparky a little, but of course nobody was brave enough to say it out loud in case he found out.

Babe Heffron

Babe....is a bit of a mess around you.

He tries to act all cool and smooth, but he's really a total disaster because he's so distracted staring at you.

When you first start getting to know each other he does most of the talking. He's nervous as hell around you so his mouth just keeps going.

Lucky for him though you find it endearing, and it helps you feel more comfortable with him so you start to open up too.

After that he prefers to listen instead of talk, because he's fascinated by everything you tell him.

You're two peas in a pod, and everyone thinks you're a miracle worker because you've managed to get Babe to stop talking for 5 minutes.

Its clear to everyone that the guy is totally in love with you, they're just waiting for him to do something about it.

So of course Bill is the one to tell him to get his act together.

"Get your goddamn head out of your ass Babe and stop acting like a lovesick puppy. Go tell her you love her and get the goddamn girl."

It takes him awhile, and he really has to gear himself up to do it. He's attempted to say it so many times but he keeps chickening out.

One night you two are hanging out just the two of you and he manages to get it out.

He stutters like hell, but you think it's seriously adorable, and you're grinning like an idiot by the time he's finished.

"Well, don't leave me hanging," he says nervously, "do you feel the same or...?"

You say nothing, instead leaning towards him and kissing him sweetly.

You're both blushing like two cherry tomatoes, but you're smiling so much your cheeks hurt.

Then you're even more inseparable. Bill thinks you're joined at the hip or something.

You're really cute together though, always holding hands or cuddled up.

What you don't see is that Babe rarely takes his eyes off of you, and he still looks like a lovesick puppy but honestly he couldn't care less.

Don Malarkey

Don tries to act all cool when the boys are around, but when he's alone with you he's much quieter.

It's those quiet moments alone together that you enjoy the most.

He's a great listener, and he has a gentle way of pushing you to open up and be yourself with him.

You guys grow close pretty quickly, and start spending more and more time together.

He finds himself getting lost in conversations with you, and getting distracted staring at you.

He realises one day when you're telling a funny story about your childhood and he hears your wonderful laugh that he's totally in love with you.

He doesn't say anything for awhile, thinking it all over. He contemplates if he should even tell you or not because there's a chance you'll laugh I'm his face and tell him no way in hell.

Eventually he decides to screw it and just tell you. But he's not gonna just come out and say it, he's gotta do some kinda gesture. But nothing too overly dramatic because you wouldn't like that.

So he turns up to meet you with a bunch of flowers he picked himself, and he's been trying to fix his hair for the last goddamn half hour.

He's got a speech prepared and everything, but he's pretty sure he's forgotten half of it.

"Look I...I don't know if you feel the same or anything but...I just want you to know that I am head over heels in love with you. And I don't expect you to return the feelings or anything but I'm hoping you'll give me a chance."

You could tell he was nervous about the whole thing, and it was quite possibly the most endearing thing you'd ever seen in your life.

You took the flowers from him and placed them on a side table quickly before jumping into his arms and hugging him tight.

"Woah," he chuckles, "I'm taking this as a good sign then."

You pulled back your head from his shoulder and looked into his eyes happily, nodding your agreement.

He eyes crinkled when he smiles and he leans in, pressing his lips against yours firmly.

Its clear to everyone how perfect you are for each other; you calm his wilder side and he brings out your more outgoing side.

Well there you have it! Hope you all like it and ilysm Fran thanks so much for such a fun request to kick off the birthday week fun💕

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lexacoolfox · 3 years

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Hay how do you think rengoku, sanemi, and obanai would act with a s/o that's like izuru from danganronpa? Also just for fun they also have all that hair too.

A/n: Oh this is one is interesting! I have a lot of ideas for this one!

Also request are open again! So my dear follow you can send me requests! Don’t be shy now!

Also the type of breathing style you are is the same in all headcanons

You were introduced to the hashira as the every breath hashira. Meaning you could do every breathing technique. Which shocked the other hashira.

They all wanted to know you and ask you a million questions.

Being your first meeting you complied and answered questions they had about you.

One hashira that really stood out to you was the flame hashira. Kyojuro rengoku.

You hung out with him very often. Rather in your free time or on a mission.

Once you realized he doesn’t bore you. You follow him around like a lost puppy.

He enjoyed your company and complimented on your skills very often. But he did wonder why you said ‘how boring.’ or ‘so predictable.’ So often. You said it at almost everything.

You sometimes killed demons without even looking at them. You just slice your sword and continue walking.

Kyojuro asked you how you could do all breathing style. But you just shrugged your shoulders.

“My memory from that time is really blurry I can’t remember anything. I think I suffered some kind of injury that made me experience memory lose. I just remember to do the breathing styles and that’s about it.”

Not the answer he was expecting but then again he didn’t know what kind of answer to expect for. But that just made you more intriguing to him.

Now you realized your feelings for him when you would feel a weird fuzzy sensation and a lot twisting and turning in her stomach but not like a bad way.

You went to Mitsuri to ask her cause she talked about these feelings.

“Kanroji.”

“Hello l/n! You still looking as gorgeous as ever!”

“Thanks. I need to ask you something.”

“Sure what is it?”

“I’ve been getting these weird feelings. I feel all fluffy inside, and my stomach feels as though it’s filled with butterflies. my heart rate increases and my face heats up even when it’s not hot.”

“AAAHHH!! L/n you have a crush!”

“What’s that?”

“It’s when you feel romantic feelings for someone!”

“I see.”

With that you walk away and look for kyojuro. You already knew where he was. He was at a restaurant that he often ate at.

You saw him sitting at a table and approached him.

“Rengoku.”

“Hello l/n! What brings you here?”

“I was actually looking for you. Do you mind if I sit with you?”

“No I don’t mind! Please take a seat!”

“Thank you.”

“Now how can I help you?”

“I needed something really important to tell you.”

“Alright! Lay it on me!”

“Rengoku. I really like you.”

“…l/n if we are being honest…I really like you too! I just never told you cause I know how much you don’t like boring things. I thought I would be to boring for you.”

“You could never bore me. You make me feel things I could never feel. Your not boring to be around, I feel fuzzy? When you are around.”

On to what the relationship was like.

You still follow Rengoku around like a lost puppy, you also follow him on missions.

Lord help the demon-no better yet. Make that anything that tries to hurt him. Cause you are not going to hold back.

With Rengoku you feel more emotions but you don’t express it.

Your not good with words or with actions but one time you knew Rengoku was wondering how you feel about him. So you were sitting on the couch and called him over.

You had him sit down and lean his head into your chest

He heard your heartbeat

“My love do you hear how fast it’s beating. That’s because of you. I know I don’t show how much I love you or express how much I love you. But my heart only beats this fast for you and you alone.”

Rengoku wanted to cry at your words. the rest of the day he refused to remove his head from your chest. So you guys had a cuddle day.

Don’t take this the wrong way Rengoku loves you hair! He enjoys when you both are in bed cuddling when it wraps around the both of you. Don’t even get me started on how wonderful it smells. But he often asks

“S/o doesn’t that hair get a little bit annoying when you are killing demons?”

“No.”

“You sure?”

“Yes. But do you want me cut? Do you not like it?”

“No no. I love your hair! It’s just I wanted to make sure it doesn’t get in your way. I don’t want to see you hurt.”

“Don’t worry my love. I’ve had this hair for years and killing demons. I’ll be fine I promise.”

“…”

*heavy sigh* “you can put it up into a pony tail so it doesn’t get in my way.”

“Ok s/o! Don’t worry I’ll great at this!”

Meeting his family

You already knew what to expect.

But you were still displeased to meet his father. He was nothing like his son personality wise. Looks on the other hand, they were practically twins. Rengoku has told you how his father is, that unlocked a new emotion in you. Anger.

His father wasn’t too rude when you first met, you both introduced yourselves. I will say when you shook his father hand you almost broke it

“WHATS YOUR PROBLEM!”

“S/O!”

“Sorry…sometimes I have problem controlling my strength…” *insert angry glare*

To break the deadly atmosphere in the room. Rengoku brought you to meet his brother senjuro.

His brother was a little intimidated by you because of the blank look you had on your face. But while you were having tea you thought how cute he was. You patted his head. Senjuro was confused

“Looks like s/o likes you senjuro!”

“Oh! Is that what that means?”

He nervously laughed as you pat his head again. Then you pat kyojuro’s cause he was feeling left out.

You saved Kyojuro from Akaza. In fact you fought Akaza. but he ran away before the sun was even coming up cause he knew he couldn’t beat you. He only escaped cause Nakime helped him escape in time.

Sanemi was indeed very surprised to learn that there is a demon slayer that can perform all breathing forms. He expected you to be very narcissistic. But no, but you had a very plain voice and acted very bored. Always had the same bored expression.

When you introduced yourself all he did was click his tongue and looked away. You then decided he not one for conversation and left him alone.

He kept an eye on you and watched what you do and how you interacted with others.

You seemed very chill or just not care about what anybody else was doing.

You somewhat got along with everyone but him. He didn’t want anything to do with you, he often walked a different direction when he saw you ahead of him.

One day you had been paired on a mission together. It was a quiet trip to the town you were located too.

During the day his stomach grumbled and you pulled out some food for him. It’s just so happen to be ohagi.

“Here. You need energy to fight demons.”

He took it without saying thanks but you didn’t care.

He took a bite and it was the most delicious ohagi he has ever had. He had to ask where you got it

“I made it myself. Why do you like it?”

“No! I’m just asking because it’s not completely terrible.”

You knew what he really meant but just ended the conversation there.

When demon showed up he was just amazed by your technique. You were very agile and strong. Not a single hair on your head got touched.

He found it even more amazing when you switched breathing techniques.

After that fight he was just shocked and just thought how cool you were.

But he started acting like a Tsundere when asked why he was just staring at you.

Sanemi hung around you more often

For once somebody didn’t bore you so you actually enjoyed Sanemi company.

He would tell you stories on how he got some of his scars. You quite enjoyed listening to them.

You and Sanemi would also train together. You won a lot…obviously.

He would get angry, but relax when you gave him some advice on what to do. He would flush red when you touch any part of him to put him into a certain position, to help train him better.

He actually learned a lot from you.

When asked how you could switch breathing forms so quickly. You shrugged your shoulder. It annoyed him how you didn’t have an actual answer but he was like. Whatever.

You liked Sanemi he didn’t bore you so you followed him around pretty often.

You two became really good friends.

Eventually into lovers.

You actually confessed but that’s because there was a zero chance of rejection.

One day you were thinking

‘I like Sanemi and he likes me. So why are we delaying the inevitable?’

And he didn’t think twice before saying “I love you too.”

What your relationship was like.

You helped calmed him down when he was angry.

You also helped him keep a level head in some situations when he way over his head.

When either of you has a bad day, what one of you would normally do is lay on the other and just cuddle until you feel better. Or even when you do feel better you continue cuddling.

It brings you emotions and you like the feeling.

Sometimes when Sanemi is laying next to you, he’ll often twirl his finger around your hair. It makes him feel happy or helps him relax.

You don’t mind it yourself you actually enjoy it.

You both like to display small signs of affection.

Sanemi showed small display, because he likes to act tough most of the time.

You showed small display, because you never felt many emotions and didn’t know how to show it.

You made him ohagi very often. He loves it.

Sometimes you like to trace the scars on his body. He practically freezes and turn red when you trace your finger along the scars on his face.

One time you wanted to make things interesting and after tracing your fingers on all the scars on his face, you stopped and just kiss him.

Sanemi.exe has stopped working.

Meeting his brother.

You learned about his brother from a new demon slayer named tanjiro.

You were walking around and found him.

Genya knew about you and Sanemi. He heard about you from the love hashira.

He’s never meet you but you fit the description perfectly

You walked up to him and introduced yourself. He was particularly rude, but listened you.

You liked to pet his head for some reason, it felt right to you.

You grew on him and you two sometimes have nice conversations.

You give him encouraging words when he talks about him and Sanemi relationship.

When Sanemi found out

He denied having a brother.

But you knew better. And he knew that.

He know no matter how many times ‘I don’t have a brother.’ It won’t matter to you.

He was enraged how you would sometimes talk to his brother. He would refuse to talk to you for a while, until you do the thing when you trace his scars.

Eventually you, Sanemi, and genya had dinner one time.

It was very awkward

But you started conversation and they had a normal conversation in a really long time.

Even though you don’t feels many emotions. As Sanemi’s significant other. You felt a need to help your boyfriend with his family problems.

He was very interested in meeting a hashira that could perform every breath technique.

Your not really what he expected.

You had a bored expression on your face, wasn’t wearing anything to flashy, and had a lot of hair almost reaching the floor.

The moment you meet Obanai you were interested in him.

Two different color eyes. That were very bright and vibrant, bandages on his mouth, and a white snake around his neck.

You liked to hang around him and he didn’t mind your company. You weren’t loud or anything, you were quite which he liked.

You two will sometimes train together. You help him get better. Which really does help him on missions.

His snake really seems to like you. Kaburamaru likes to sleep your hair.

Sometimes when he can’t find Kaburamaru he goes to you to see his snake sleeping in your hair.

Sometimes you Obanai have deep, intellectual conversations.

You two are also paired on mission sometimes.

He likes watching how you can switch from one breathing style to another. It amazes him.

But no matter what you always keep the bored, unfazed expression on.

He realized he was falling hard for you when one day he was just staring at you in a loving way.

You started liking Obanai too, you started following him around more often.

You both also got really protective of each other.

Mitsuri saw the clear signs and decided to play matchmaker.

She sent a letter to both of your estates. Telling you to meet up at your two favorite spot. Obanai didn’t know who sent it but hoping it was you.

You knew what Mitsuri was doing. You could tell it was her from her hand writing. But assuming that Obanai was also going to be there you went. Prepared on what you were going to say to him.

When you both reached (insert random place) Obanai was really glad to see it was you and not somebody else

You and Obanai talked. Eventually you brought up what Mitsuri had done.

“Why would she do that?”

“I already know why.”

“Ok. why would she do that?”

You took in a breath

“I like you a lot.”

“Really?”

“Yeah I do. Do you like me?”

“…yeah I do…”

You pulled him a hug. Glad that he said yes.

What your relationship was like!

Obanai was basically with you all the time now.

You both hung out in the tree at hashira meetings

Since Obanai is so short when he sits next you your hair just wrap around him like a protective silk.

Sometimes before a mission he worries that your hair will get in the way.

So before you leave he sits you done and puts your hair up.

You don’t stop him. Not wanting to worry him, you just let him do it.

You both do small gestures of affection.

Hand holding his the main one you do most of the time.

He lay his head on your shoulder or vise versa.

Kaburamaru will just randomly slither up you arm and rub his head against your cheek.

Sometimes you like to hold Obanai face and just stare into his eyes. You also give small compliments on how beautiful you think they are.

When Obanai gained the confidence and trusted you enough he showed you his scar.

You knew the second he showed you that he was scared of what you might think of him with the scar.

But that just made you more interested in him.

To show him you didn’t mind you kissed the scar and then kissed his lip without the bandages for once.

He feels so many things when you both are cuddling and you thank him for being able to make you feel emotions.

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99liv3s · 3 years

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A Quite Different Attraction

Anna stood beside her best friend, Amber, reading the sign in front of the building her friend had pulled her over to! The two of them were on vacation, and had seen lots of sights and done lots of things, but they were looking for something different, and Amber thought she had found such a unique and unheard of experience when she found this "attraction" the two of them were now standing in front of.

"Instant Pregnancies!"

"Experience the wonder and sensation of being pregnant and giving birth, all in the span of 20 minutes! One of our staff will assist in putting a baby inside you and monitoring you during the process! Additionally, you may choose weather or not to keep the baby afterward, or donate it to our New Life clinics!"

"Cost: $30 a person, no more than 3 persons at one time."

"Disclaimer: This procedure requires intimate access to your body - Experience at your own risk!"

Amber brushed her long black hair out of her face and looked at Anna, her brown eyes twinkling. "Let's do it," she said excitedly!! "It's something neither of us have done, and it'll be quite the experience!"

Anna ran her fingers through her short blonde hair, thinking. "I dunno, Amber," she said apprehensively, though she was also curious, "I mean, it sounds a little suspicious."

"Oh, come on, Anna, haven't you ever just wanted to be pregnant??" Amber asked, beaming.

Anna shook her head with a snort of laughter. "No, I'm not you!" She responded, though in her mind, she was just as intrigued as her friend, though maybe more cautious than her.

"It's only $30, and we don't even get stuck with a kid afterward," Amber pleaded. "What's the harm in trying it out?"

Anna looked at the sign again, her green eyes scanning the advertisement. She WAS curious about this, both the sensation of being pregnant and how this "attraction" would manage to pull off pregnancy and birth in 20 minutes, something that normally took months. "Ok, I'm in!" Anna said, nodding.

Amber practically cheered, and the two of them eagerly entered the building.

They were greeted by a young woman behind a counter, who smiled at them. "We're here for the instant pregnancies," Amber said to her. The woman nodded. "Excellent," she said. "Both of you are participating, I assume?" Amber nodded, and as the two of them paid and gave their names, Anna asked, "How does it work??" The woman continued to smile, as if this wasn't the first time she had been asked this. "Well, it works like you'd expect any pregnancy to work," she answered. "One of our staff will insert his sperm into you, and impregnate you, it all just happens at a faster pace is all." She smiled at the expressions of shock, confusion, and wonder on the girls' faces. "I know, you are wondering what makes it so fast," she continued. "Well, our staff have all undergone special fertility treatments, which are combined with a pill both of you lovely ladies will be required to take before I let you back." The woman placed two pills on the counter, one for each of them. Anna, now almost trembling with excitement despite her previous reluctance, grabbed her pill and swallowed it, followed by Amber a second later.

"Daniel will be the one assisting both of you this evening," the woman said, looking at her computer screen as the girls took their pills. "Now, head down the hall behind me to room C!" "Go in, and Daniel will be with you both shortly!"

The girls made their way to room C and entered it. It was a moderately sized room, with two chairs and two beds inside it, along with a mirror on the wall next to the door they had used to enter. Amber sat in one of the chairs as Anna positioned herself on the foot of one of the beds, looking around. Not even a minute had passed when a young, dark haired man entered the room, wearing a staff coat, which he immediately took off!

"Greetings, lovely ladies," he said to them, smiling warmly. "I'm Daniel, and I'll be your support staff member today!" "Who wishes to go first??"

Amber and Anna looked at each other, both silently asking each other if they wanted to go first. Amber was thinking that, since she was the one that convinced Anna to do this in the first place, it was only fair that Amber go first, but then Anna spoke up timidly...

"I... I will go first," she said in a soft voice. Daniel smiled brightly at her and started to undress. "Very well, Anna, I think your name was! Please take off your clothing!"

Anna did so, removing everything but her bra, as Daniel had finished getting completely naked and approached her. "I'm nervous," Anna squeaked out, not making eye contact with anyone. Daniel placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, I will do everything I can to be gentle and make you as comfortable as possible!" Daniel said softly, and there was something reassuring to his voice. Anna nodded, as if giving approval, then Daniel entered her.

He really was gentle, and Anna found herself gasping as he bounced against her, once, twice, three times. She squeaked in surprise as she saw her belly start to swell instantly, as she felt Daniel release into her. Daniel didn't make a sound through the entire experience, and then a few minutes later, with Anna sporting a 9-month pregnant belly, Daniel pulled out of her, smiling.

"See?" Daniel said gently and warmly, patting Anna on the top of the head and ruffling her short blonde hair. "It wasn't so bad, was it??" Anna didn't respond, too busy looking down at her belly, admiring herself. She rubbed it, feeling the baby inside move around. "Oh wow!" Anna breathed. She looked up into Amber's eyes. "It feels great," Anna said to her. "You're going to love it!"

Amber immediately jumped up and said "Ok, do me now!!" She quickly undressed as Daniel laughed softly. Within minutes, Daniel was in her, thrusting softly. Anna watched them as she continued to rub her belly, smiling!! Happily, she thought, "I have a pregnant belly of my very own, and soon Amber will have one too!!"

Amber filled up just as quickly as Anna had done, and when Daniel pulled out, Amber was sporting a full term bump that rivaled Anna's, smiling happily and rubbing it. Daniel redressed as Amber started cooing and talking softly to her belly.

"My job is also to assist you with the births," Daniel said to them. "You'll have about 10 minutes to enjoy your pregnancy before labor begins." "I'm here to help any way I can, though some couples and even friends have found it a much more intimate and enjoyable experience to have only each other for support, and refuse the help of staff during labor." "If you would prefer that, then..."

"Yeah," Amber said, as Anna nodded. "We prefer to be alone during labor! Just us!!"

"Very well," Daniel said, smiling. "The room is all yours until the babies are born." "I will give you both some privacy!" "Make yourselves comfortable any way you can!" "When you are ready to leave, just press that button by the door and I or another staff member will assist you!" Daniel opened the door and said "Enjoy your pregnancies!" before closing it again, leaving the girls alone to admire themselves and each other.

It was the most glorious 10 minutes the two girls had ever experienced in their lives. They rubbed and felt each other's bellies, compared the sizes of them, (Anna's was slightly bigger), and talked about how much they enjoyed feeling pregnant, and wondering which of them would go into labor first.

Quite suddenly, Anna felt the baby drop into her hips and let out a cry of pain. "AAAHHH!!" "Amber, I think I'm in labor!!"

Amber responded with a loud moan of her own. "I...I am too!"

The two girls clutched their bellies, moaning and crying as the pain and pressure built. They decided to walk around the room, slowly waddling and whimpering as the contractions quickly worsened. Then, after a few minutes of this, Anna felt her water break, and a splash told her Amber's had too.

"AAAHHH, I NEED TO PUSH!!" Amber screamed out and immediately bore down, as Anna fell back onto one of the beds, panting!! "It hurts!!" She cried. "Amber, it hurts!"

"I know," Amber responded "But just push when you feel like you have toooooooo!!" Amber let out a long moan as the baby pushed through her birth canal. Using the mirror on the opposite wall, Amber could see the head already beginning to crown.

Anna was crying hysterically. She wailed when the baby pushed, and her legs trembled as a head began to poke out of her as well. Amber pushed hard, realizing that her friend needed her badly, to coach her. Amber tried to ignore the pain as she pushed the head out. "AAAAHHHHHH!!" she screamed as the head crowned and then popped out, just as Anna gave the most horrible scream yet. "I'm coming, Anna baby, I'm coming!" Amber said, panting, the head hanging between her legs.

Anna screamed and screamed as the baby began to emerge. Faintly, she heard a baby crying from Amber's corner of the room, and then her friend was there next to her, clutching her hand and trying to calm her. "It's ok, Anna, it's ok," Amber told her. "Oh, God, it hurts," Anna cried between heavy breaths. "Anna, you gotta push," Amber said to her, gently but firmly.

Anna pushed, and then let out a cry of agony as the baby crowned. "IT BURNS!!" Anna yelled. "AAAAHHHHH!!" Amber watched as the head emerged, realizing that this baby was bigger than the one she herself had birthed. Amber squeezed Anna's hand as the girl screamed and screamed, stretching her legs even wider to accommodate the large head. After another minute of this, the head finally popped out and Amber caught the baby as it slid from Anna's vagina.

Anna's baby was a 10 pound boy, Amber's a 6 pound girl. The friends found that whatever had accelerated their pregnancies and births also made them recover almost instantly. The two girls decided to send the babies to the New Life Clinic, where they would be adopted by families that wanted children but couldn't have them of their own. As the two girls left the attraction, chatting happily about the experience, they decided that they would one day come back and do it again, and maybe even bring friends!!

End!

#pregnancy #giving birth #birth #pregnant #rapid pregnancy

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thefatedthoughtofyou · 3 years

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Do you think you could write a fic where Bucky finds out Sam and Sharon went out on a date and he’s super jealously and shady towards Sharon. Sam questions his behavior and he has to admit his feelings..

{{{ I LOVED THIS PROMPT SO MUCH AAAHHH! okay so there's not a lot of Sharon cuz i didn't wanna make her like? Idk, i didnt wanna have to go into the whole, she's the power broker thing in here cuz i knew if i put more of her i would NOT be able to stop myself, which is good cuz this got longer than i meant anyway!!! BUUUUUUUT THE TENSION IN HERE!! I was shaking as i wrote it THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING IT INNNN!!!! ENJOY GUYS! 💖💖💖💖💖 }}}

Ao3

Shattered Glass

She's touching him.

Again.

They'd been working with Sharon off and on for a few months. She, apparently, had some intell on some pretty bad guys, courtesy of her time in Madrapoor. Sam and Bucky had been helping her track them down. Sam and Sharon working together most of the time. Her and Bucky didn't exactly get along. They didn't work well together. And this was only making it worse.

He'd noticed it about a week in. The touching. It was so... casual. She would just reach out and touch him. When she was talking, she'd reach out and touch his wrist, or his arm, her finger tips brushing his skin as she spoke. Bucky bit his lip, forcing something down, he wasn't even sure what, didn't want to examine that right now.

The longer they worked together the more she seemed to touch him. She still reached out to him when she talked. But now she'd touch him when she passed him, a hand on his arm, moving across his shoulders as she walked past him as he worked on the couch. Something angry and... violent, stirred inside Bucky, everytime he watched her reach out to him.

It wasn't fair. That she could just do that. Just reach out and touch him. Like it was nothing. Like it was okay. Like he was hers. Bucky started leaving. He couldn't just sit around waiting for leads and watching her touch Sam. It made his skin itch.

He watched her walk past the couch again, her hand moving across Sam's shoulders slowly, her eyes on Bucky, he clenched his jaw and looked away, his stomach turning, filling a glass with whiskey and taking a long swig. The liquid burned on the way down and did nothing to stop that itch under his skin.

"Ya know Sam?" Sharon's voice carried, Bucky turned, just a fraction, just enough to see her fingers tugging on the hem of Sam's shirt sleeve.

"Hmm?" Sam hummed, not looking at her.

"We should really try another date. Don't you think? It's been awhile." She asked, her lips curved in a smile, her palm pressing to Sam's arm. His head jerked to look at her at the same time Bucky's fingers clenched around the class in his hand, shattering it. He felt his hand burn and looked down, a jagged red line cut across his palm, he blinked and his hand was covered in blood.

"Buck?" Sam's voice now. He blinked hard, swallowing around the scream in his throat, and moved his eyes back to the couch. Sharon was still sitting, her chin resting on her hand on the back of the couch as she looked at Bucky. Sam was standing, also looking at him, concern in his eyes. Bucky cleared his throat and shook his head. He grabbed a towel from behind the bar and wrapped his hand, his feet moving him toward the door.

"Are you okay?" Sam again. His voice closer now.

"I'm fine Sam. I'll see you at-" he stopped himself from saying 'home', his eyes catching Sharon's smirk.

"I'll see you later." He grumbled, opening the door carefully, doing his best not to rip it off the hinges, and walked out.

He was washing his hand in the bathroom when it hit him. The rage. He balled his bleeding hand into a fist and slammed it into the mirror above the sink, four times, screaming as he did. His chest rising and falling rapidly when the wave of emotion passed. He looked at the shattered mirror, the glass in the sink, and sighed, his shoulders drooping.

He cleaned up the glass, and took what was left of the mirror off the wall, his hand only getting more cuts as he did. He tossed the shattered mirror in the dumpster out back and went back inside, once again washing the blood off his hand. He grimaced as the water ran over the cuts, the jagged line across his palm already looking smaller. He pressed his metal thumb to the cut, hard, making it bleed again, biting his lip with a snarl. And then he heard the front door open and close, his back straightening as he listened.

"Bucky?" Sam called, and Bucky heard his footsteps, moving toward him, the apartment they shared now was small, and Bucky had long since memorized Sam's sounds. He could tell where he was in the apartment at the smallest noise. He looked down at his hand, the blood in the sink, on his fingers.

"Fuck." He whispered to himself, and heard Sam stop in the hall. Bucky had one second, one small, heart stopping second, to realize he hadn't closed the bathroom door. He reached for the door, and then Sam was standing in the doorway.

Bucky just stood there, trying to remember to breathe as he watched Sam's eyes move over the scene. The cut... cuts, on his hand. The blood in the sink. On his fingers. The missing mirror and the glass in the small trashcan. He watched Sam take it all in, the crease between his brows deepening with each new thing he saw. Eventually his eyes landed on Bucky's face, they were full of concern again, and as soon as they met his Bucky looked away. Down at his hand, and then at the floor.

"Where's the mirror?" Sam asked softly, not acusing, Bucky knew he was trying to make a joke, but his heart wasn't in it and he sounded sad.

"It's in the dumpster. I'll buy a new one." Bucky explained, using the least amount of words possible. And then,

"I'm sorry." It was an after thought, but it felt important.

"Buck." Sam sighed his name, breathed it quietly in the space between them. Bucky kept his eyes on the floor.

He watched Sam's feet walk into veiw. Watched Sam's hands lift from his sides. Watched them reach for Bucky's bleeding hand, before cradling it gently. Bucky's eyes fluttered but he forced them to stay open. Sam's hands moved his between them, turning it over to see Bucky's bruised and bloodied knuckles. Bucky heard him sigh as he turned his hand back over, his fingers circling Bucky's wrist as he looked at the cut in his palm.

"What happened?" Sam asked, his voice still quiet. Bucky's brow furrowed.

"I broke the glass. And then I killed the mirror." Bucky explained, talking slowly, like he was explaining things to a child, Sam was observant, he figured he'd put it together. He heard Sam huff a laugh, his finger moving gently over the healing cut in Bucky's palm.

"I mean," he paused, ducking down low enough that Bucky couldn't help meet his eyes and raise his head a little.

"You've been acting strange... More strange." Sam said, his head tilting to the side, a small smile on his lips. Bucky swallowed, trying hard to keep looking at Sam, and failing. His eyes dropped to his hand again, fixing on Sam's hands holding his.

"I'm just worried about you." Sam said, his fingers gripping Bucky's wrist a little tighter. Bucky closed his eyes, swallowing again, his throat feeling tight. He cleared it, and looked up at Sam again.

"I told you. I'm fine." He said, hearing how unconvincing he sounded as the words left his mouth. Sam looked at him, that look of concern deepening even more, his beautiful eyes locked on Bucky like he couldn't look away. Bucky frowned, feeling uncomfortable under the scrutiny, and pulled his hand out of Sam's grip. He moved it hard, yanking it away from Sam, holding it to his stomach instead before turning back to the sink, away from Sam.

"You're fine." Sam said, repeating his words back to him, sounding unconvinced. Bucky nodded, turning the water back on and running his hand under it, scrubbing too hard at the healing cut, the middle bleeding again as he pressed his fingers against the skin with a grimace.

"Bucky stop." Sam's voice was firm, but Bucky ignored him, biting his lip and pressing his fingers down again. A small bubble of blood blooming and then washing away.

"I said stop, damn it!" Sam said, grabbing Bucky's wrist again, yanking Bucky's hand out of his own grasp as he turned Bucky back toward him. He grabbed the hand towel from the wall and pressed it to Bucky's palm instead, his palm pressed warmly to the back of Bucky's hand. Bucky frowned down at their hands, his heart beating fast as Sam leaned closer to turn off the running water, swaying into his space and then back out again.

"What the fuck is going on with-"

"You went on a date?" Bucky asks, cutting off the question, because he doesn't wanna talk about it. Doesn't wanna talk about all the feelings scratching and biting at each other inside himself.

"Wait, what?" Sam asked, Bucky's eyes jump to his face. He looks confused. Probably thinks he didn't hear him right.

"You. And ...her. You went on a date?" Bucky says, slowly, not sure if all the effort he was putting into keeping his voice calm was working. Sam's confused frown melted into something else, a different look, maybe three separate different looks, Bucky couldn't be sure. Sam was hard to read on a good day, and this was decidedly not a good fucking day.

"We..." Sam sighed.

"I mean yeah. We did." He shrugged. Bucky took a deep breath, taking his hand away from Sam's again, slowly this time. He pressed his tongue into his cheek and nodded.

"Yeah." He said, and turned back to the sink, sitting the towel on the edge of it, inspecting the cut on his palm as Sam stood silently by the door, staring at him. The edges of the cut had closed now, the middle healing slower, probably because Bucky kept fucking shoving his fingers into it. He turned his hand over, looking at the bruising on his knuckles, the were healing too, looking at least a day old already.

"It was before the blip." Sam said, breaking the silence. Bucky took a deep breath, bit his lip and rested his hands on the sink, leaning on it, his head down.

"It was before the blip. It was one date. And that's it. Nothing else. Nothing happened." Sam said, his voice insistent. Bucky felt him move closer, taking a step into the small room. His heart was pounding in his ears. His mind a film of all the times he'd watched her touch him over the last few months, he shook his head slowly. He heard Sam take a deep breath.

"Buck-"

"The way she touches you." Bucky said, his voice small, his chest aching, that familiar burning in his throat and eyes, pressure trying to escape. He looked at Sam then, turning his head, only his head, to face him. His eyes were wide, and locked on Bucky. Bucky shook his head again.

"The way she touches you." He repeated, to make sure Sam was hearing him.

"She does it all the time. And it's easy. For her. Every time she's near you she's touching you. Your arm. Your wrist. Your shoulder. Your back. She's always fucking touching you." Bucky grits out, his jaw nearly locking from the tension inside him. Sam's shoulders droop as he sighs, his face softening as he looks at Bucky.

"It's not-"

"It is!" Bucky says, voice rising, turning fully to Sam now, his hands shaking at his sides.

"It is. All the fucking time. Any time she wants. And she's doing it on purpose! Keeps fucking looking at me when she touches you cuz she knows that I-" he inhales sharply, his chest tightening as his eyes go wide. His hands clenching, middle finger digging into the shrinking cut on his palm. And the way Sam was looking at him. Fuck. He should have kept his fucking mouth shut.

"That you what?" Sam asks, he's whispering now. Bucky stares at him, his chest rising and falling like he'd just been running a fucking a race. His stomach turns again as he looks at Sam, looking at him. He opens his mouth, he could tell Sam, right now. Just say the words. He listens to his own heart beat like a drum in his ears and closes his mouth, shaking his head instead, his brow furrowed, he bites his lip.

Sam takes another step closer, and there's nowhere for Bucky to go, unless he wants to climb into the fucking tub, but that would look like he's running. And he wasn't going to run from Sam fucking Wilson in their own fucking house. He presses back against the sink instead, the porcelain cold against his ass and thighs. Sam takes another fucking step. Bucky digs his teeth into his lip, frowning deeper, pressing back more, trying to keep a little space between them. His eyes are on the floor, or Sam's shoes, there's not enough floor between them now.

"That you what?" Sam says again, his voice still a whisper. Bucky chances a glance at him and almost bolts. His eyes. They're looking at Bucky and he can see it. He can see that Sam knows. Knows what he was going to say. And he's staring at Bucky now. Waiting. But he's still here. He knows what Bucky was going to stay and he didn't leave. He moved closer. Bucky licks his lips, and looks up at Sam, keeping eye contact now.

"She knows that I'm jealous." Bucky breathes, feeling his chest flutter and release the tension he'd been holding. Sam's eyes widen once, quickly, and he nods, once.

"Knows that I-" he takes a deep breath, looking away again because it's too much. The look Sam's giving him is too much.

"I wish it was me. That I could do that. Just reach out and touch you the way that she does. But I-" he takes a shaky breath, his head hanging, his hands shaking again as he flexes them at his sides.

"Bucky." Sam breathes, and then he takes another step, his foot settling between Bucky's boots now he's so close.

"Touch me." Sam breathes, Bucky feels his breath on his skin and snaps his head up to look at him. There's a soft smile on his lips and his eyes are warm, moving over Bucky's face like he's trying to memorize it.

"Wha-"

"You can touch me." He says, nodding slowly as his eyes continue to map Bucky's face.

"I-" Bucky tries, his words getting stuck in his throat, his brow furrowing. Sam moves slowly, reaching out, his fingers curling around Bucky's wrists gently and moving his hands up, settling them agaisnt his own chest. Bucky's nearly panting now, swears he is, his heart beat so loud it's making his ears ring, but Sam's hands are so warm, his chest so firm and sturdy under Bucky's palms, his fingers around Bucky's wrists grounding him.

"Touch me." Sam says again, his smile curling his lips as he moves his thumb over Bucky's metal wrist. Bucky stares at Sam, his eyes lingering on his lips and that soft smile there, and he does as he's told.

He moves his hand out of Sam's grip, lifting his arm until he can press his fingertips to the lines on Sam's forehead, he presses his skin to Sam's and sighs. He moves his fingers over Sam's face slowly, tracing touches down the side of his face, trailing his finger over the bridge of Sam's nose, moving his thumb across his high cheekbones before moving down. He takes a deep breath and moves his thumb slowly over Sam's bottom lip, licking his own lips as he does. Sam presses a kiss to his thumb, a barely there pressure that has Bucky's knees shaking.

Sam's thumb is still moving agaisnt his metal arm and the sentions mixing together are making his head swim. He moves his hand down, rests it on Sam's shoulder, palm pressed against his neck. He feels Sam shiver and looks up at him. Sam is still smiling, that soft look still in his eyes. Bucky blinks at him, slowly.

"Hi." He says, his own lips curling to smile back.

"Hey." Sam says, his smile growing the longer Bucky looks at him. Sam moves his free hand to Bucky's cheek, making him shiver now as he moves his thumb across his cheek.

"How's your hand?" Sam asks, voice low. Bucky takes a deep breath, lifts his palm away from Sam's neck a little, there's a bright pink line across his palm, but no more blood. He moves his hand back, pressing his fingers into Sam's neck, making him shiver again, and nods.

"It's good. Healing." Bucky says. Sighing when Sam presses closer, resting himself agaisnt Bucky.

"And the bruises?" Sam asks, leaning forward until their noses are almost touching. Bucky glances toward Sam's neck, where his hand is resting, his knuckles a collage of purples, greens, and yellows. He nods again, slowly, his eyes moving back to Sam's face, lingering on his mouth. Sam's lips twitch, a smile flickering there. Bucky watches him, sees him press closer as he looks at Bucky's lips. Bucky moves back, his hand on Sam's chest pressing down. Sam frowns at him.

"I'm sorry about the mirror." Bucky says, frowning himself. He hated breaking things. Hated giving in to that anger inside him. That violence. Sam's frown melted as he moved both his hands to Bucky face, cradling his head, holding him.

"I know you are. It's okay." He moved forward again, pressing his lips gently to Bucky's before pulling back again, Bucky's skin burning from his touch.

"It's okay." He whispered, nodding, looking into Bucky's eyes. And Bucky knew he wasn't talking about the mirror anymore, not completely. He opened his mouth, letting Sam in as he pulled him closer, Bucky grabbing at his hips, fingers digging into Sam's skin, making him moan into Bucky's mouth. He swallowed it greedily and moved his hands up Sam's back, pulling him closer as their tongues pressed together.

Bucky was shaking, his skin tingling with heat as Sam wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and kissed down his neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Bucky whined when Sam rolled his hips against him, smirking into his shoulder. He did it again and Bucky had to grab at Sam's arms to stay upright. Sam moved his hands to Bucky's thighs and lifted him, sitting him on the sink. Bucky gasped and blinked rapidly when Sam looked at him, the beautiful toothy grin on his face.

"I've got you." Sam said with a nod, his thumb moving over Bucky's bottom lip. Bucky pressed his lips to it, mirroring Sam's motions from before. Sam sighed happily and moved forward again, pressing his forehead to Bucky's.

"I know." Bucky sighed, his hand tangling in the front of Sam's shirt before he pulled him into another kiss.

Sam held him, hands on his waist, as Bucky's hands moved over his body. Bucky grabbed and pulled and soothed, his hands touching as much of him as he could reach. Touching his hands. His arms. His shoulders. His hips. His back. Sam kissed him, deep and soft, as he touched him. He moaned into the kisses, and Sam's firm grip. And his hands kept moving. Finding new things to touch. He smiled into Sam's kiss, his head somehow rushing with thoughts, and singularly focused on one thing.

Sam.

He was touching Sam. His heart pounding in his chest as his hands moved. His skin burning, head swimming as he and Sam smiled agaisnt each other, their teeth clicking, as Bucky touched him.

And touched him.

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limitlessgojo · 3 years

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The Truth Hurts, but does it really?

Kamo Noritoshi x F!Reader

This is Part 2 of the story.

Here is part 1

Extra: Kamo's POV

You quickly flew straight to the edge of the campus. Thank goodness it's covered in many trees at the border. You gently made your descent and jogged over to a small open field surrounded by trees. There were small bushes of roses here and there. Releasing your cursed technique, you sat down on a flat stone and breathed out a large sigh.

You took a moment to breathe and looked up to see the pink, orange, and blue sky. The sun was beginning to set. It's gorgeous. 'What in earth do I do now?! I just confessed to him didn't I? In front of like at least half the student body?!'

You can literally hear your pulse thundering against your eardrums with how furiously your heart is beating, both from the adrenaline of flying high up and the disaster that just happened.

You remembered the shock in Noritoshi's eyes. He didn't look so happy upon hearing the confession. 'I've gone and fcked up didn't I? How could I ever talk to him again?'. You finally decided to live a life of forgetting him. 'Okay. I'll definitely apologise. Not now but soon". What more can you do? Just do your best to put your feelings for him behind.

"Ahhhh, I wanna listen to BTS." You reached for your phone, only to realize it wasn't with you. Ah shit. What a day this was. You only wanted your phone, but even that was with Noritoshi-senpai.

You closed your eyes and sat quietly. About 10 to 15 minutes passed in silence. It was just you, the wind that you loved so much, the trees, and the darkening skies. Finally, your pulse slowed down to a steady beat. You could feel the fog from your head clearing up a bit more, your thoughts getting more organized as you began to compartmentalize.

You blew out a loud breath and sigh as you felt yourself getting hungry. You needed to go back soon, but you didn't have any courage to do so. The sun had already set, and the sky was turning darker by the second.

But just standing up and thinking about Noritoshi already makes your knees weak. You've always found it a bit harder to fall in love. But when you do, you completely find yourself devoted to that person.

"Why I am I like this?!!" You frustratedly pulled the roots of your hair. "Why indeed y/n". At the sound of your name, you whipped your head towards the source of the sound, only to find Noritoshi standing at the edge of the open clearing by the trees. He was damn good at hiding his presence.

Time froze. The harsh winds have transformed into a gentle breeze. You didn't dare breathe, just stared at him. Then remembered what you had to do. "I'm so sorry for earlier." You blurted out loud as you suddenly stood up.

Noritoshi's expression darkened. You felt yourself shiver and shrink into yourself. 'Ah, I made him more mad didn't I?". He walked towards you, while you slowly stepped backwards. "I didn't mean to confess- I mean, there was this cursed tool that Mai senpai had- and she and Momo senpai told me they wanted to help me look for my phone, but that was after I did what they-".

Your words were brought to a halt as your back hit the trunk of a tree. Noritoshi stopped just as you did. The sky grew dark and another awkward silence stretched between the two of you. He suddenly leaned down and sternly said, "Don't apologize".

What.

"Are you apologising because you like me? It makes me feel bad, like you're trying to take your confession back." He grumbled, confusing you further.

".... How did you even find me?"

"Your cursed energy is leaking everywhere, I could sense it from afar." He stated.

He was still frowning. You found yourself wanting to smooth out the lines on his face, so you cupped his cheek. The edges of his lips quirked up as you did so, and he leaned ever so slightly into your touch. You eyed his features, eventually settling on his lips. 'Does he like me back?'

Finding a burst of bravery, you looked up at him, straight into his eyes and confessed properly.

"Noritoshi senpai. I've liked you for a long time now. I think I more than like you, but I'm not sure if you feel the same way so...." You trailed off feeling more unsure by the second.

He leaned down, placing one hand above yours, and pressed in close to you until his half lidded eyes were all that you can see. You can feel his breath against your lips, only a centimeter apart from his. He smells so good and clean, like warm freshly laundered cotton sheets with fabric softener. You felt the tension seep away from your form as he finally murmured "I love you too", in response to your confession from earlier.

His lips pressed against yours as you closed your eyes. Warmth was all you could feel around you. Your head feels way too fuzzy like you're tucked in the softest blankets in the middle of winter.

You reached up and clasped your hands together behind the base of his neck, playing with the baby hairs there. He shivered then slid an arm around your waist with another hand behind your head, pulling you even closer to him.

His lips were so soft. You nibbled on his lower lip, and you felt him smile against you. He then pried your lips apart with his tongue and slipped it inside your mouth. This was your first kiss, so you just let him lead. Before long, you were running short of air, and you repeatedly patted his shoulder before he got the message and let go.

It was only then you realized how heavy Noritoshi was breathing as well, his face flushed red. Visible even in the dark. "Is it too fast for you?" He quietly asked. Even at a time like this, he is so thoughtful. "N-no, I'm fine." you replied as you stared back at him. He smiled as you brought your hands to his face. Kissing the tips of your fingers, then the inside of your wrist, he pulled you back and peppered kisses all over your face.

He pulled you down to the ground. You sat in his lap, making yourself comfortable before leaning back up to catch his lips. His hands felt hot and heavy, running down the side of your body, as if trying to convince himself that this is real. Noritoshi tasted too good. You were losing yourself in him.

He pulled down the collar of your uniform to suck the skin and leave love marks there, making you moan out and shiver.

"Senpai! I- I've never-". He stopped and kissed you on the forehead ever so gently. "Let's take it slow then love? I've never as well".

You stare at him, unbelieving. The man should have some experience with the way he made you so dizzy. "I'm telling the truth you know." He muttered, ears red.

It was then you realized that he was trying to put on a stronger front. So that he could take the lead and not seem awkward.

He brought his lips beside your ears as he nervously laughed, his breath making you shiver. 'Ah. Her ears and neck are her weak points' Noritoshi thought to himself.

"Be mine?" He asked you while kissing the side of your neck. "Yes I'm all yours. As long as you're mine too." You shook as he latched onto your weak spots. You pushed at his chest. "Can I get a bit of air?" You whispered. He smiled down at you, giving you a bit of space.

A distraction would be nice. "Here's your phone." he handed it to you. "Aaahhh you're the best Noritoshi senpai!!!" He leaned down once again pressing his lips to your ear as he whispered, "Didn't realize that you loved me more than you did BTS." (This man doesn't have any self control when it comes to you apparently).

For the millionth time that night, your brain just stopped functioning. You felt your cheeks heat up even more, realising that he saw the polaroid of both of you that was stuck to the back of the phone case. Just under the Suga photocard.

"Noritoshi senpai, I don't think I can handle anymore teasing." You weakly tried to push him off while he continued kissing your ear and neck. 'Has he always been this touchy??', you wondered.

"Toshi".

"Huh?" Now it was his turn to blush and fluster.

"I wanna call you Toshi, if you don't mind. Or darling?" You smiled up at him as you hug him tightly once more. He flushed REALLY BRIGHT RED upon hearing the term of endearment. 'He is so cute.' "Of course you can. Call me anything you want love", he snuggled against you, rubbing your cheeks together.

....

.. .

"Toshi, we need to go back now."

"Ah" he said. "Five more minutes". He dove back for more kisses. Who knew Kamo Noritoshi was just a fluffy teddy bear?

"Fine. But I'm the one flying us back, we need to hurry later." You pouted up at him, but he just gently smiled and kissed your pout away.

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Epilogue (Bonus after story scene)

Five minutes later, on the dot because Noritoshi is proper like that, he was holding onto you, as both of you flew back to the main building. "Oh bloody hell." You muttered as you could see Mai and Momo cheering and hooting from afar. "Nup, detour. Toshi! My room or yours?" You asked him. Putting your cursed technique in motion as you placed another invisible cloak over the both of you.

"Mine", he replied straight-faced as ever. "Y/N-CHAN you owe us deets tomorrow!!!" both girls yelled out loud as soon as they saw both of you disappear. "Oh my gosh, just ignore them Toshi." He laughed above you, still holding onto your shoulders. You both landed in front of the door to his room. "We should thank them for somehow helping us get together. But then again they're the types to hold it against us so best to not thank them." he said as you both entered his room.

Your heart kick-started another fast beat as you walked inside. You're alone, with your lover.

"I'm home" he said. You felt your eyes mist a bit. Oh how you loved him fiercely with all your heart, and now he's all yours. "Welcome home, Toshi".

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Second extra side scene:

Arata was still rummaging around, looking for your phone until he ended up in the common dining room. "Good evening Zenin senpai, Nishimiya senpai, have any of you seen y/n's phone? She misplaced it somewhere." He wheezed out.

"Noritoshi found it already, it's all good." Mai found herself laughing at the poor boy who was stressed out from you earlier, freaking out about losing your Lil Meow Meow or something. "Ahh, I can finally get some rest." Arata cried.

(yes reward the poor boy who looked for your phone for hours and still ended up empty handed, while Noritoshi somehow found it immediately).

Author's notes: Hope you enjoyed reading! This was originally intended as a one-shot. But it grew much longer than I expected so I made it a two-part. And now I can think of extending it for a bit longer. Or leaving it as it is.

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 4 years

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Ateez: Their Little Sister Is A Popular Idol

Kim Hongjoong:

Hongjoong and you debuted roughly around the same time, and fans lived for your sibling interactions because they were just outright hilarious. You would always end up yelling at each other or having cute little banters.

One day, you were both invited on a special sibling episode of Weekly Idol with other idols, such as Jessica and Krystal, Izone's Chaeyeon and Itzy's Chaeryeong, Oneus' Xion and Onewe's Dongmyeong and Ex Boyfriend's Youngmin and Kwangmin. It was filled with competitions and Hongjoong and you just seemed to struggle to work together. It was especially hilarious when you two played the 'Shout In Silence' game.

"Knock Out!!" You shouted once you saw the word, which was coincidentally your debut song.

"Huh?!" Hongjoong couldn't really understood what your lips formed.

"Knock Out!" You repeated, louder this time.

"Blocked cow?!" He asked, unsure of his answer.

"Stop messing around Kim Hongjoong! Think! My debut song! Knock Out!" You were getting desperate.

"Wait what!" Hongjoong asked.

"My debut song!!!"

But Hongjoong stayed silent, his brain trying to think.

"Didn't you watch it?! Knock Out!!!" You hollered even louder.

"Jumped Out?!" He tried answering.

"Kim Hongjoong I will knock you out if you don't get it!!! Knock Out! Knock Out! Ugh! Stupid!" Your voice was hurting at this point.

"Hey!!! I understood 'stupid'!!! I'm older than you!" He warned you.

Yeah, you had the entire set laughing.

Park Seonghwa:

As your older brother, Seonghwa was extremely protective of you growing up and that didn't change even after you debuted. In fact, his desire to protect you intensified. You often complained about it, hating how he was always fussing over you, reminding you to eat healthy and annoying you at times.

Seonghwa lived for it though. His members were even surprised by how soft he turned for you only. And of course fans thought you two were so adorable. Atinys often liked to tease him about it, often asking him about what he'd do when you started dating. That always seemed to annoy him.

"She's not allowed to date until I'm dead." Was his response every time.

Being Seonghwa's sister, of course you were beautiful, and a lot of idols had their eyes set on dating you. But of course, Seonghwa was always there to cockblock them. Even on tv, he had no chill when telling them to back off.

"Seonghwa have you heard the news?" The tv host asked.

"What news?" He asked.

"Well, with your sister acting in the new web drama, there's rumors going around that she's dating her co-star."

Seonghwa's eye twitched at that, and the other members started laughing.

"I don't think he likes that idea." Yunho chuckled.

"Any words about the situation or to her co-star?" The host asked.

Seonghwa looked to the camera for a few seconds before holding his microphone up.

"Over my dead body." He responded causing the members to go into chaotic mode over his response.

Jeong Yunho:

Yunho was the most supportive brother and he often said he was your biggest fan. Any chance he got, he'd promote you and your group, and was always dancing around to your songs. He'd even post dance covers of them, just to show his support. Every interaction you had, whether at music shows, ISAC or variety shows, he was your personal cheerleader.

He was also extremely clingy towards you, often hugging you, tangling his long limbs over your tiny body.

"Let go Yunho! You're squishing me!" You often told him.

"No! Let me love you!" Your protests would only encourage him to squish you even tighter.

Of course, the dancing genes ran strong in your family. Fans often praised your dancing abilities and were often wondering if you two would ever collaborate together to come up with a choreography. That's exactly what they asked Yunho one day when he was reacting to your comeback music video.

"Wow! As usual, Y/N slays the dance. She's getting better than she already was."

He looked at his phone, reading the fan's comments and landed on a particular question everyone was wondering.

"Would we ever create a dance together? Hmmm."

He thought about it for a moment.

"Honestly, I'd love to do it. What do you say baby sis? Wanna help your Oppa create a choreography? Just us two?"

He snickered when he thought about what you'd say when you saw his VLive.

"She's probably going to say no, tell me I'm annoying and to get lost. She has such a temper........"

He paused before smirking.

"You know what they say. Tiny creatures are more feisty cause their tiny bodies can't hold a lot of rage."

"She's going to kill you when she finds out you said that." Yeosang said from behind the camera.

"Probably. She hates being called tiny." Yunho agreed.

Kang Yeosang:

Although Yeosang was super proud of you for debuting, he kept the fact you two were siblings a secret for a long time and honestly you liked it that way too. You were both introverts and preferred to lay low.

Fans of your groups often compared you two, saying how similar you looked, how you were both the savage ones of your groups, even your little habits and love for chicken was extremely similar. Of course, both of you saw their posts and videos comparing you two, and you both cringed when some thought you'd be cute together. That's when you two stepped in and clarified you were siblings. Now it was fan's turn to be shook at the revelation.

And that became the topic when your groups were invited on a variety show. At one point, Ateez was complaining how Yeosang roasts them so much that they're scared of him and can't ever say anything back. You burst out laughing at that.

"He may be my older brother, but I'm not scared of his sharp tongue." You bravely admitted.

That's when the hosts suggested you expose something about your brother, like he did to his members on Weekly Idol. All of Ateez were super excited about the suggestion.

"Try your best. I'm not scared." Yeosang said confidently, but you knew deep down he was nervous about what you would say.

You couldn't help the smirk on your face as you thought about how to embarrass him.

"So my Oppa here, in front of cameras and with his members, likes to be cold and aloof, hating aegyo and skinship......not wanting Seonghwa or Wooyoung to baby him.......but it's a lie."

Everyone gasped at that.

"Cause at home, our parents are always babying him and he basks in their affection. He's always doing aegyo for them too. Atinys don't be fooled. Kang Yeosang is a literal baby."

Everyone started laughing at that, San and Wooyoung standing up and exclaiming that he was such liar and fake.

For once, Yeosang was so flustered at getting exposed, by none other than his little sister. He was speechless.

"Finally! The great Kang Yeosang had a taste of his own medicine!" Mingi exclaimed, having been Yeosang's constant victim.

No one had the power to make Yeosang scared like you did.

Choi San:

Your number 1 hype man, your caring brother, your part time manager, your personal photographer, and your cuddle bug, there's nothing Choi San wouldn't turn himself into for you. Would legit run a fan blog dedicated to you if he could. Is always praising you and saying the sweetest things about you.

Tries to get you to show off more of your skills and talents. You're shy and somewhat quiet, so people tend to look more at the other members, that's why San is always promoting you and encouraging you to not be afraid to show your true colors.

If you two are in public together, he's always holding your hand or holding you close. Yeah, definitely wants pics of you two to circulate the internet. Spoils you to no end. And he enjoys having you spend time with the other members. They adore you as well.

"Isn't she the cutest? The most adorable thing you've ever seen?" He gives you endless aegyo constantly.

"Did you just call me a thing?" You raised an eyebrow at him.

But you can't stay mad at him, not with that sad pout.

That being said, sometimes you do feel embarrassing by him. You're more reserved and somewhat conservative and so used to seeing cute San, that whenever he turns into demon San you're covering your face or screaming loudly.

"Aaahhh! What the heck San!!! What was that? Oh my god!" You screeched one day when you were reacting to one of his fancams.

"What happened to my older brother?! The one that carries Shiber around everywhere?! What have you done to him?!"

You grabbed your bottle of water dramatically and pretended to throw some at the screen.

"Be gone unclean spirit! Off with you!"

That's the one thing you two have in common: you're both super dramatic and so extra over the smallest of things.

Song Mingi:

He's the older one? Really? That's what everyone was thinking when you confirmed you were siblings. It's not that you looked older or him younger, no. It was your personality. You were extremely mature for your age and were often captured taking care of Mingi or scolding him. Naturally, people thought you were the older one.

Mingi honestly didn't mind. He often joked that he was indeed the baby and you were the older one. Every time you got asked why you babied him, it was the same thing.

"Have you seen him? He'd be dead if it wasn't for me. I'm the reason he's alive."

Mingi actually didn't mind you saying those things.

"That's how she shows her love. She knows she enjoys my company."

It was extremely hilarious for fans to see you guys spend time together. You two once did a VLive collaboration and it became a trending topic for days because it was extremely chaotic and funny.

"Mingi! I told you to flip the eggs!" You shouted at him.

"I tried! But it was stuck!" He tried to excuse himself.

"You're just a scaredy cat! Afraid of getting burnt!" You told him as you turned off the stove.

You immediately grabbed a kitchen towel and started fanning it over the smoke that accumulated in the kitchen.

"God! Mingi I know for a fact you have brain cells.....so fucking use them!"

Mingi gasped at your words.

"Y/N! There's a camera!" He reminded you.

You went wide eyed and panicked. Mingi began laughing at your reaction.

"Oh my god! You cussed live in front of fans!"

Mingi was cracking up so hard at what happened. You were so embarrassed by your mistake. You banged your head on the counter.

"Kill me now." You groaned.

Mingi came up behind you and hugged you.

"Hey don't worry little sis. At least now they know not to mess with you."

Finally, Mingi showed that he was indeed your older brother who was always there to comfort you when you needed it.

Jung Wooyoung:

"You're Ateez' Wooyoung's younger sibling right? What's he like as your brother?"

You often got asked that question and it was always accompanied by you sighing.

"Honestly.....he's a pain. I love him, but he's too much."

Yes Wooyoung loved you as well, but he was super annoying and his past time was teasing you to no end. Even if you threatened to smack him, which you did, or threatened to tell your parents, he'd still keep going.

"And here we see our tiny main vocalist getting ready, and like most females, she's going to take an hour on just her hair then spend 45 minutes on foundation, then-"

"Moooom! Wooyoung is narrating my life again!" You interrupted his narration.

"Snitch! Don't you know that snitches get stitches?" Wooyoung exclaimed, pushing the camera he was holding closer to your face.

"Bitches get stitches too.....Bitch!" You glared at him.

"Oooh! You! I should upload this to the internet and let all your fans know their sweet honey vocalist cusses like a sailor." Wooyoung threatened you.

"Do it no balls! Just remember who taught me those words in the first place." You smirked at him.

"......Shit! Why'd you have to inherit my blackmail skills?" Wooyoung said as he finally stopped recording.

Wooyoung was always reacting to your content though, often making fun of you, but he wasn't mean all the time. He often complimented you on your singing abilities. He was always saying you had the voice of an angel. And if there was something he was extremely vocal about was about any hate comments you got. He was quick and eager to call haters out.

"Dying dolphin? Who you calling dying dolphin? Have you even heard a dolphin dying? This is what it sounds like."

Suddenly Wooyoung began screeching at the top of his lungs, startling the member in the next room.

"What the hell are you doing on your VLive Jung Wooyoung?!" Seonghwa called out.

"I'm showing some bastards the difference between a dying dolphin and an angel singing so they can stop saying bullshit!"

Choi Jongho:

Jongho hates people acting cute, doesn't react to his Hyungs doing aegyo, and is never soft with anyone.....except you, his little sister. It was extremely surprising, even for the members of Ateez. You were the complete opposite of Jongho: you were tiny, cute, adorable, full of aegyo and were not afraid to show it off any chance you got. Loona's Chuu and Lovelyz' Kei had nothing on you in cuteness.

It never failed to amaze people how he smiled that bright gummy smile he had every time you did aegyo for him. The first time you did it was during an episode of Idol Room. It was a game of trying to get Jongho to smile, laugh, react to anything and all of the Ateez members failed. Then you came up with your pigtails and bright smile.

"Oppa! Why so angry? Can't you smile for me?"

The whole room burst into screaming and groaning when Jongho immediately smiled for you and patted your head.

"What the heck!" "That's impossible! He hates aegyo!" "This is rigged! That's sibling privilege!" "What the hell did I embarrass myself for?!"

Anytime anyone mentioned you, he'd immediately light up. He was so soft for you.

"Isn't my sister the cutest?"

Don't push him though. He's also very overprotective of you. Anytime he sees an idol staring at you too much, he flexes his muscles. Anytime the members said you looked cute or pretty, he'd warn them he'd split them like apples if they got too close.

Jongho nearly had a heart attack when he was watching your group's comeback with the other members. And it was because your group suddenly changed your cute concept for a more mature and sexy concept. He was flipping tables, literally.

"What did they do to my little sister?! What happened to her space buns and oversized sweaters?! Why is she wearing that short skirt?! Why are you guys staring?! Stop looking at the screen!!"

The others were cracking up at him as he tried to cover the screen with his body.

Gifs not mine, credit goes to their respective owners.

#ateez #ateez reactions #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines

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ayoalex · 3 years

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Why is Team RWBY since the beginning present as a dangerous team?

Ok, before I begin this post I have to warn that:

1- I'm not an expert, this is based on my basic knowledge as someone that used to do martial arts as a kid, play a lot of video games and watch a bunch of anime/cartoon or read manga

2- This is going to be a long post, sorry 😞

3- You are always welcome to discuss in the replies or to correct in whatever I could get wrong, again I'm not an expert so don't be shy to call me out. Btw, English is not my first language so it's possible I could have some grammar mistakes.

4- Do not want to see any type of hate for any character 🤨

5- And last, decided to post this here because I prefer RWBY Tumblr community than Reddit one 💀

Let's begin!

When they present RWBY at the beginning of the project we got a glimpse of what they can do individually in the short films know as Red, White, Black and Yellow as well as some aspects of their character, backstory, etc.

As RWBY continued their journey we could see they seem as a force to be reckoned with when together but seem to be lacking in some aspects when they were alone.

The ones that didn't do better alone was mostly Ruby and Weiss while Blake and Yang seems to be able to hold their own alone (tho Blake seems to be in her flop era in the last volumes 💀).

So, let's talk about them as individual first.

Ruby: we all know her, leader of the team and the youngest of them all.

Ruby do pretty well alone when she's fighting Grimms, specially those that aren't that hard to go against. She's basically a prodigy and for that she got into Beacon earlier (and the fact she has silver eyes 😬).

She's the few people in Remnant that use a scythe as a weapon and she's pretty damn good with it; as told by a lot of character using that weapon is hard af so probs for her to be able to be so fucking smooth and amazing with Crescent Rose.

As told by Ruby herself in V1 while talking with Jaune, she did her weapon and here comes her first problem.

Not practical. Crescent Rose is a bad ass weapon and I absolutely love it but it's heavy and takes a lot to use it. It's a rifle as well so Ruby basically has to be a sniper to be able to go well with it.

It's a weapon that doesn't goes well with a team as can get in the way unless the user becomes a support for the team instead of being at front.

This is basically a metaphor of how Ruby is kinda a lone wolf at the beginning and awkward af with people.

But! She later gives some upgrades to Crescent Rose that helps her change the direction of scythe which give her adaptability! Which is completely important!

Now, if I take Crescent Rose away of Ruby what happens?

She's dead bro

Ruby is useless in close range combat, specifically physically one. We can see that in a lot of moments through the volumes.

She usually use her semblance as an advantage, which with her weapon works perfectly but without it is... Meh. It only helps her to speed up.

In Volume 5 Ozpin calls her out for that and then trains her, we then see Ruby being able to actually block and evade attacks without the use of her semblance... Until Ozpin took control of Oscar 💀

She knows basic stuffs, mostly with her defense but she lacks attack.

We don't actively see an improvement of this part in the future as she's seen to struggle keeping up with Harriet. Tho I'm going to give Ruby the fact that Harriet was being emotional and "aaahhh go crazy go stupid" In there.

Tho, Ruby lacks in this she make up by being a quick thinker and strategic.

She's the one that comes up with the plans and she's fast on her feet as well, she knows how to use her teammates perfectly to the point on coming up with duo attacks for them. She use her creativity to be able to defeat enemies as we can see at the end of V6 against the crazy old lady.

In general Ruby lacks close range fighting skills as well hand to hand combat + she can be really reckless and not actually think stuffs through it at first which can lead to disaster (she's getting better tho!)

Weiss: so... Oh boy, the ice queen comes next.

Her first actual win in a solo combat was Marrow if I remember correctly.

So here's the thing, as a solo fighter Weiss is the weakest link because she relies heavily in her semblance, get her someone that can break her aura fast and that's it, she loses.

But her semblance is really REALLY good.

Like she could stand in one place, do her thing and that's it but there's a thing... Weiss is too logical and sometimes narrow minded, her winning against Marrow was amazing and made me proud because she used EVERYTHING in that damn room to her favor. She was creative!

For her type of semblance that's important!

At the beginning she was too STIFF with her semblance but it got to the point where she has learned to be fast on her feet. Use her semblance in a better, creative way AND be a support in the team.

But now, without her semblance Weiss is a good fighter, being a mix of ballet with fencing/swordplay. Really pretty to see and then take off the damn weapon and she's pretty useless.

See a pattern here? Team Whiterose are completely useless without their weapons and semblance, mmmm

Overall Weiss is a freaking monster thanks to her semblance. She has gotten better to it, to control it and stuff, became more creative and less stiff as well as quick thinker but she needs to get better in hand to hand combat... Please, I'm begging.

Blake: ah yeah, our favorite emo cat girl.

So, Blake is crazy. That's it, that's everything I'm going to say about her.

Ok no, but seriously her fighting style is chef kiss

Blake use of her semblance is amazing, like this girl knows what she's doing when fighting.

Her weapons are great as well, like they are sword, a gun, then that freaking ribbon where she goes all Spiderman with everyone. Amazing!

Tho, she comes with an advantage that no other in her team has.

As explained by different characters in the series, Faunus has physical advantage over humans, not only some of them can see in the dark, but they seem to get some characteristics of the animal they are based off.

A good example is how agile Velvet is thanks to the fact she's a rabbit faunus or the way Sun jumps because of being a monkey faunus.

Blake being a cat faunus gives her ton of advantage, she's stealthy, agile, fast, listen better than the average human, etc

Combine that with her semblance, weapon and fighting style and you have an amazing fighter.

But Blake is reckless and that have cost her in the past. Not only that but while she seems to know only basic stuff in hand to hand combat, relies a lot in her semblance and lately she use her ribbon way too much.

That gives an opportunity to the enemy to take her out easily as we saw in her fight against Vine.

I'm going to say that Blake is generally a good fighter and probably one of the best in Team RWBY in general words but lately she seems to focus a lot in her ribbon which makes her an easy target, idk if this on purpose because Blake have always dislike her semblance or it just they don't know how to make Blake fighting style anymore but it kinda annoys me how she has been reduced to a damsel in distress in some fighting scenes.

Overall Blake is a top notch fighter and her weakness are small details that she slowly overcoming.

Yang: ah yeah, here comes my girl (stupid Tumblr mobile isn't letting me putting her name in yellow 😡)

As you guys know I'm a hoe for this girl so I will try to be objective here.

Yang is the strongest member of the team, not only physically but mentally as well.

So, by far she has my favorite fighting style of all the damn characters, I just love watching Yang fight. I think is because I did martial arts as a kid and then some kick boxing in college so idk.

Listen, this girl is so damn practical, her weapons are absolutely genius.

She's probably the few (maybe only one?) Character that actually took an existing fighting style and did her weapon around it + uses her semblance around it which is practical and smart af

Which comes to one of my favorite things of Yang, how tactical she is. Like Yang is what Ruby could be if it wasn't because of the damn weapon.

Like you guys don't get, Ruby weakness is Yang strength.

Yang since the very beginning showed us how of an amazing fighter she is. You thought Ruby is a prodigy? That Weiss is a monster? Blake is out of this world? Well Yang is fucking God.

I know I KNOW, I said I was going to be objective but it just MISS YANG XIAO LONG IS WHAT CINDER WISH SHE COULD BE, I SWEAR TO GOD, THIS GIRL IS BETTER THAN SOME OF THE ADULTS IN THE SHOW.

Ok ok ok

Yang is emotional tho, which cost her a lot (like A LOT, she lost her arm), in the past she was angry 24/7 (still is but baby got it under control 🥰). People are going to say "well not in v1, 2 and 3!".

I'm sorry but that girl has angry issues and the only moment she gets to be angry is when fighting so yeah, she would angry fight everyone and you know what? She still was an amazing fighter while doing so cuz she would kick everyone ass, being tactical about it, find her opponent weakness and absolutely looking hot while doing so.

Anyway, Yang doesn't have like a huge weakness like Ruby or Weiss, literally are small details. She's pretty much versatile as Ember Celica give her the option of shooting at her opponent. Since the beginning she was pretty much one of the best fighters of all the kids, probably coming second after Phyrra.

Her semblance use is pretty good as well, she seems to have a better grasp of it than some of the other kids and know how to manipulate it without overusing it.

Which btw is what made me have like a huge problem with V4 with the whole Taiyang stuff cuz Yang already knew how to fight like he was telling her, so idk I feel that was an insult to Yang as a character because the reason she lost her arm was because of stress, tired, being in battlefield and hello her partner is in danger.

RWBY

Now that I finished with them individually we can see that RWBY has 2 support fighters, 1 versatile and the other one a basically upfront fighter. Which comes in handy a lot of fights.

But it isn't this what makes them a formidable team but it's their chemistry.

Since the very beginning we see they do the most important thing in any type of relationship, communication.

As Weiss has her problem with Ruby at the beginning she end up talking with an adult about it and then getting call out for her poor behavior, that makes her change her approach to Ruby but before all that she did communicate Ruby what her problem was with her which made Ruby to talk with Ozpin and change her approach to study and her team as well.

We see that Yang and Blake goes well since the beginning as well, and they communicate a lot better than Ruby and Weiss at the beginning. To the point that we can see it in their teamwork.

When it comes to Weiss racism the rest of the team communicate her to stop it and then you have Blake and Weiss discussion about it where we got a glimpse of Weiss life in Atlas as well the revelation of Blake being a faunus and an ex member of the White Fang. This makes Blake run away which later Weiss criticized while telling her that they should talk first and communicate better.

The priority of RWBY as a team is communication. Ruby communicate her plans to the rest of the teams, Weiss her feelings, Blake her knowledge and Yang... Ok maybe Yang needs to work in this department.

This makes their teamwork really strong and their bond just continues getting deeper.

Add to this the fact they learn to use each other in a better way, as having both Weiss and Ruby as support helps a ton, Blake to distract their opponents and Yang to finish them off.

A good example of this is probably the train part in V6, where Yang fights all of the Grimms closely, Blake tends to fight them at some distance while helping out and Ruby with Weiss combination of support make the job hard for the Grimms.

This is exactly why JOYR had such a problem with a new Grimm, Yang needs someone to catch her back while she finds a way to destroy the Grimm which is usually provided by her teammates meanwhile RWB didn't had the boost of strength that Yang gives them in battle to be able to finish off the Hound.

Even in duos RWBY are a hard opponent to go against, probably the duo that would have a hard time is Freezerburn as we see in V3 and still I think if you put them fight together currently they would be a duo you wouldn't want to cross lol

They shouldn't have a problem with trios either but usually Yang is the strength of the group and basically the tank so is understandable that RWB had a hard time adapting without her there.

There's a part in the book Before the Dawn where Coco talks about RWBY and how they are a really strong team and even say that while JNPR aren't bad, they were basically carrying on with Phyrra since Jaune wasn't the fighter he is today. (Plus other problems that Renora have as fighters but this is something for other day).

RWBY in general has a great communication between the members, a great leadership, strong bonds and amazing fighters. They know how to adapt to each other styles and some members even complement each other (Yang and Blake).

Other thing that should be talk about its how basically Ruby and Weiss are too similar and too different at the same time to the point that they should clash a lot (which they used to do) but thanks to the fact they communicate their teamwork is amazing and in their own way they make it work.

It really helps that Ruby with Weiss can have the luxury to go upfront against an enemy while having Weiss to back her up which is something she can't do with Yang or Blake.

That's mostly because their teamwork is a metaphor of their own relationship as well as Yang and Blake teamwork is a metaphor of their own relationship.

Usually Weiss is the main support of her team since she's a large range fighter thanks to her semblance which is basically what she gives to her teammates outside of the battle.

RWBY basically fight is how they are with each other outside of the battle as we can see in multiple instances.

Yang being the tank and strength in their fighting style is exactly what Yang is to RWB, she's basically the heart and soul of the team and without her a lot of their attacks doesn't have the strength necessary for it to work as well as we can in V8 how long it took to RWB to know what to do while Yang already knew what she had to do with JOYR. She's the action.

While Ruby is the leader and sometimes call the shoot, she guide the girls through battle and help both with support and action. She usually starts the fight as a sniper until she sees an opening to fight up close which is a thing she actually do with her team. She takes a step back before talking with any of them and helps them navigate through situation in their lifes like promising Weiss to being on her side at Atlas to sometimes intervening between Weiss and her family.

Blake in the other hand is more of a wild card, she's usually Yang personal support as their styles complement each other but in most situations she does it on her own, unlike Ruby, Blake usually is more of an upfront fighter and only being support when Yang needs her which is a thing outside of battle. She usually does her own way, and while she support both Weiss and Ruby is with Yang where we see a more intimate support.

This is what makes RWBY dangerous, their bond and chemistry is something they worked hard to have as they started with difficulties, is a thing the 4 of them appreciate and love, it really helps they know how to communicate and do so to be able to have a healthy relationship between each other.

Right now we are finally seeing a lack of communication between RWBY, specially between Yang and Ruby.

As we all know RWBY is a direct parallel of STRQ which means this miscommunication between Yang and Ruby is important for their future as a team. Is implied that they still have each other back but it's necessary for Yang to open up to Ruby about what's going since this could create a breach if not treated.

Conclusion: stan RWBY and stan LOONA 😌

#rwby #team rwby #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #whiterose #bumbleby

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aspiringauthorintraining · 4 years

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The Shoe Thief

“Bo-chan, mind letting me go?”

“Why don’t you love meee?” he whined in your ear.

The Fukordani and Nekoma boys were taking a short break from having finished a practice match, and Kotaro Bokuto was currently holding you hostage in his arms. He clung to your back, preventing you from leaving the gym.

You looked to Akaashi for help, but he only gave you a look of pity in return.

To the Fukurodani team, namely Akaashi, you were a godsend.

You didn’t have any plans of joining a club in high school at first, not really having interest in any of the clubs offered at the academy. So for the first year, you focused solely on your studies. Not that you really needed to, already being in the top class for your grade.

And it wasn’t until finals rolled around, that you met Bokuto. Or rather, Bokuto came looking for you.

You had overheard conversations in passing of a boy on the volleyball team that was in the top five ranking for spikers under 19. But that was the extent of your knowledge of the said Fukurodani “Ace”. You weren’t in the same class as him, nor were you in the same social circles. With you occupied with studying and him with volleyball, it made sense that the two of you had never met before.

But fate had other plans, it seemed.

It was a requirement that all students in clubs needed to have a passing grade in all their subjects, in order to be able to participate in club activities. And you had found out, from Bokuto telling you himself, that he was on the brink of failing. Although, it made sense once you realized how much the boy was obsessed with volleyball.

He had asked you one day if you could help him in some of his subjects, making a dramatic monologue about how everyone was counting on him, and how he would just be devastated if he weren’t able to participate in the Spring High Nationals for the first time. He had also brought back-up in case you had said no at first, in the form of the rest of the volleyball team. And you, not having the heart to say to no a pleading group of boys, especially the upperclassmen begging you on their knees with Bokuto, agreed to weekly tutor sessions in the gym after their practice.

What you thought would be a one-time deal, somehow ended up turning into study group sessions with the rest of the volleyball team. Apparently Bokuto had told his team how nice you were when tutoring him, that some of the other boys who were also struggling in their studies, stayed back after practice one day, to shyly ask you for help.

Kaori and Yukie, seeing how well you handled the boys, especially Bokuto, had asked you to join the team; you having no choice but to say yes after Bokuto kept pestering you about it for a whole week.

By the time you all became third-years, it was safe to say that you were Bokuto’s manager more than the Fukurodani’s volleyball club manager. Your main job was to handle Bokuto, to the joy of the coaches, managers, and the rest of the team.

Therefore, when Bokuto got clingy with you, it meant that he wasn’t bothering Akaashi or going into emo-mode. Which was why Akaashi and the others could only give you a pitying look, but not do anything else. Better you than them.

“Bokuto, I need to go help prepare for dinner with the rest of the managers.”

“Whhhyyy?”

His chin was perched on your left shoulder, his head moving around from all the whining he was doing.

“Because I’m a manager, duh.”

“But whyyyyy?”

Shaking your head, you struggled to pry his arms off of you- damn his volleyball muscles. Quickly realizing that you wouldn’t be able to break free with your strength, you were about to give up. But when he thought you were done trying, he loosened his hold on you just a bit. And as soon as he did, you ducked out of his embrace, making a run for it. Thankfully both your indoor and outdoor shoes today were slide sandals, making it easy for you to change shoes in record time. You didn’t dare look back, knowing time was of the essence, and Bokuto was quickly nearing you.

“Sorry Bo-chan!”

“Hey hey hey!” you heard him whine as you dashed out the door.

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“Bokuto, where did you hide my shoes?”

“What makes you think I hid them?”

Bokuto continued feigning innocence, refusing to admit to being the shoe thief.

Five minutes ago, you along with the other managers were heading outside to start preparing for dinner again. While all the other managers were changing into their shoes, you realized yours were missing. And when the other girls noticed you were looking around for them, Yachi mentioned that she saw a certain Fukurodani captain holding said shoes while laughing to himself during their break.

So while you weren’t one to accuse anyone of anything without substantial evidence, Yachi’s witness testimony was more than enough for you to confront Bokuto about your missing shoes.

“Bokuto, someone saw you holding my shoes before they went missing.”

“Who told you that?” His eyes went wide, realizing he had been caught in the act.

“My source will remain anonymous.” You were pretty sure that Yachi didn’t want to be brought into the mess. “And don’t try to change the subject! Bokuto, I need my shoes- I’m the only one not helping with dinner right now.”

Knowing there was no way of denying he was the perpetrator now, Bokuto then decided to avoid eye contact with you.

You could only heave a sigh at the boy, who was pouting at the ground.

“Bo-chan.” you called out to him.

“That’s not fair (Y/N).”

“Bo-chan~” you tried again, knowing he was weak against your nickname for him.

“Must resist.” he murmured to himself, now just closing his eyes.

You walked up to him, grabbing ahold of his cheeks in the palms of your hands, bringing his face down to your height. He flinched, opening his eyes in surprise at the sudden contact- not realizing you were so close to him. You couldn’t help but giggle at how he rubbed his face against your hands happily, his face melting into a content smile.

People liked to say that Bokuto looked like an owl, but you always compared him to a puppy with the way he acted towards you.

“Bo-chan, I promise I will give you all my attention and as many hugs as you want once the training camp is over.”

“Really?!”

You nodded. “Yup. I’ll be stuck to you like velcro. And you’ll end up being sick of me and my hugs for a while.”

“That’ll never happen. I’ll always want your hugs!” He refuted, not even fathoming the idea of ever getting sick of you or your touch.

You smiled at his declaration, giving him a quick peck on his lips. He seemed to short-circuit at your kiss: blushing, stuttering, and smiling sheepishly, all at once.

“But I really do have to go help, so could I please have my shoes back?” you asked, looking softly into his eyes.

Bokuto seemed to contemplate the choices given to him for a second, before answering.

Don’t give back your shoes and hold you hostage in his arms now, or return your shoes back to you and get as many hugs he wants in the future. Deciding the latter was the better choice in the long run, he then happily led you over to the bleachers where they were hidden under.

“Here you go!” he brightly smiled, placing your shoes in your waiting hands.

You shook your head with a laugh, amused at his puppy-like antics. You couldn’t even be mad at him if you tried.

“Thanks Bo-chan.” you said, throwing him a wink before heading outside.

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Bonus:

You watched Bokuto worriedly with an unconscious frown from the sideline.

He was blocked for the fifth time in a row, preventing him from successfully slamming down one of his famous spikes.

Everyone on the team could see the frustration manifest on his face, which was understandable. It was stressful for a wing spiker to not be able to do what their position entailed.

Akaashi signaled to the coach for a timeout, the usual drill for the team when Bokuto started showing symptoms of his emo-phase. And following the sound of the whistle blown would normally be the Fukurodani captain dramatically ordering his setter to not pass to him anymore. But instead of sulking like always, Bokuto stopped right in front of you with expectant eyes.

Keeping good on your promise to him, without hesitation you opened your arms, allowing him to wrap his arms around you. You let him keep hugging you, as the team talked strategies about how to get through the blockers.

“Akaashi…” you heard him mumble quietly from your shoulder.

“Hai, Bokuto-san.” The vice captain replied.

“One more time.” Akaashi’s eyes widened slightly, surprised by the captain’s words. “Toss me the ball one more time. I’ll break through.”

Raising his head up from your shoulder, Bokuto’s eyes showed determination in them. Unlike the usual pout on his face, in its place was a confident grin.

“Hai.” Akaashi nodded, then quickly explained the plan to the rest of the team.

The referee blew the whistle again, signaling the end of Fukurodani’s time out.

“I got this.” Bokuto assured you, reluctantly stepping out of your hug.

“I never had any doubt that you did Bo-chan.” you replied, smiling at his reappeared confidence. “Go show them what it means to be a top five spiker.”

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(A/N): Aaahhh, I hope you liked it! I didn’t know Bokuto day was 2 days ago. So I know it’s late celebrating, but better late than never! Safe readings!

#Haikyu!!#haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#haikyuu x you #haikyuu imagine #kōtarō bokuto #bokuto #bokuto imagine #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #fukurodani #fukurodani x reader #fukurodani imagine

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han-shinsuke · 3 years

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P.S. LISTEN TO JULIA MICHAELS ‘HEAVEN’

n a n a m i k e n t o x d o m f e m a l e r e a d e r

(requested)

🔞🔞⚠️⚠️

W A R N I N G. DIRTY ACTIVITIES AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

NANAMI'S HOES? CUM 😂😂

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I was so flabbergasted after being ignored by my man twice when I tried to get him under my pants during the party. Nanami Kento just got home from his two weeks business trip abroad and I made sure to present myself in my most paramount state so I exerted a lot of effort and time to look beautiful in his eyes. I was expecting him to pull me in a corner or a darkened room and start banging me but he made no move instead he just walked passed by me and just nodded his head like what the fxck! I’m his girlfriend! He's supposed to hug me or kiss me!

In my annoyance, I grabbed two bottles of beer from the tray carried by a roving waitress and decided to drown myself tonight with alcohol! While chugging the beer emptied, I keep glancing at Nanami's direction near the pond in their garden and I feel like crying from his glorious and manly beauty that I have been craving for weeks to taste again. Damn. I’m so fxcking horny for my man right now! I want him to rail me hard and milk me dry until I beg him to stop like that way he used to do every time we were alone in his room! Have I done wrong? I don't remember any! So, why is he ignoring me?! I’m so fxcking beautiful and sexy tonight that I came up to a decision of not wearing a bra and the only cover that my two hardened nipplesx have right at this hour are just silicone cover and a skimpy crop top! I’m not even wearing a panty under my denim shorts! And it's all for you, you God’s gift to thirsty women like me!

I lost count of the beer I had taken down and I must say I’m so pretty wasted that I can't stop myself from dancing along with Julia Michaels’ 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 when it started playing all over the place. I swayed my hips slow and grind down like a harlot on the dance floor where intoxicated souls gathered and it didn't took me that long to enjoy myself when I found myself being dragged by a tall and lean man wearing a plain white shirt and a khaki pants partnered with a very expensive oxford boots for men.

Finally, Nanami! You've noticed me! Due to alcohol influence in my system, my senses and thinking capabilities heightened. I yanked my arm from his grip and smiled seductively as I played with the strands of my hair, “daddy, I like to fxck.” I whispered enough for him to hear.

Nanami’s jaw clenched and I can hear his teeth gritting inside his mouth. I opened my plump lips and lolled out my tongue, “daddy, please, I’m thirsty for your cxck.” And with that, Nanami's patience snapped broken. His strong and muscular arms scooped me up and carried me effortlessly on his shoulders as he made his way through the partying crowds.

I was giggling loud when he kicked his bedroom door and headed towards the open window. Nanami dropped me on my feet and moved swiftly in removing his clothes. He sat on the foamed window seat and spread his thick thighs. His large palms caging his long and fat cxck as he motions me to kneel.

“You slut. Fcxking take responsibility for this.” Nanami struggling to breathe from anticipation would always be the best view for me.

“Want me to suck your cxck, daddyyy?” I asked him in my singing tone while gripping the top of his thighs as I slowly lower my head down to the tip of his penixs.

Nanami sucked in a good amount of air when I put the half of his wholeness in my mouth and lolled around my wet tongue on its’ width, “fxck baby~ lick its' head for daddy~” he said in his hoarse voice and I gladly obeyed. I pumped his cxck with my mouth and I don't mind feeling its' tip against my throat for his satisfaction is my priority at this moment.

“Yeah baby~ you are doing so fxcking good sucking my cxck~ keep going aannhhhgggg~” I lolled out my tongue again and wrapped its' wetness around his length as I moved my head up and down, not leaving Nanami's shaft unattended. My palms trails from his size down to his balls that I squeeze gently and suck gently before moving up to his shallow but sharp vline, up to his toned and hard six packs, ascending even higher to his chest.

Nanami gasped for air harshly when my fingers pinched and tugged his nipples while my mouth and tongue are busy worshipping his pulsating cxck.

“Fxck baby~ you're making me crazy aaahh~” I tugged his nipples even harder and grazed my long nails in circular motion around it as I sucked him fast, not even paying attention to my gagging state.

He's stuffing my mouth pretty good and I'm loving it. I retracted my fingers from his nipples and placed them back around his size, playing with his pinkish balls once again. Nanami moaned again. I feel proud of myself. I’m really doing a good blowjob.

My mouth made a popping sound when I repeatedly suck his tip and flick my tongue against its' tiny hole. “I’m cumming baby~ daddy is cumming~” I know because I can feel him throbbing between my lips. My hands stroked his length tightly while my lips are clenching its' head to help him reach his peak.

“Aaahhh~ fxck yeah baby~ Hnnnggg~ swallow my semen baby~ be a good girl for daddyyy~ fxck you~ fxck you baby~” I giggled again when Nanami spilled his seeds in my mouth and he even shove my face hard down to his wholeness as he release his cum right in my throat making me gag from his overflowing juice in my mouth.

“You good, daddyyy?” I showed him my tongue and let him watched as I licked the juice dripping from his cxck and I even showed him how I clean my lips stained by his semen.

Nanami gripped my long curls and smashed his lips against mine and we kissed each other torridly. Letting our saliva mix together between our tongues rubbing hard against each other. I moaned in his mouth and smiled between our grazing lips because at last! I could kiss him again!

“Fxck me, daddyyy~ rail me hard with your fat cxck please~” I broke away from his lips only to remove my top and snatched off the silicone cover from my nipples. My eyes are filled with lust when I squeezed my breast in front of him.

“Sit on my cxck baby~ daddy will gonna destroy that pusxy~” Nanami stroked his cxck and licked his lips as he bore his eyes on me.

“I like that daddyyy~ wreck my insides~ pump your loads inside my pusxy daddyyy~” I'm swaying my hips again as I slowly remove my shorts, revealing my silky soft hairless womanhood. I fondled my left nipple and slid two fingers between my slit and seductively went closer to Nanami while moaning really loud and dirty. “I missed your cxck inside my pusxy daddyyy~ make me full dadddyyy~ I’m a slut for you~”

Nanami smirked at me before he pulled me down straight to his really hard and fat cxck. He just inserted his penxs inside mine but I'm already squirting my juice by just having him buried to the deepest core of mine.

“Aahh~ squirting already my baby? You miss daddy’s cxck that much?” Nanami sways his hips against my bottom and I know I can no longer stop myself from wanting more of his touch and kisses.

I cupped his face and lift my lower part a little bit in order to put my nipples inside his warm mouth. I moaned, “ooohh~ shxt dadddyyyy~” Nanami sucked in my nipple and flicked his tongue against it making me arch my back and shove his face harder on my breast as I grind my wet puxsy against his cxck.

I caught his large hands and pinned them on the window ledge and hovered myself on top of him as I forced him eat, lick and suck my both breast.

“Gosh~ daddyyy~ lick my nipples again aaahhh~” I pushed myself harder onto him, completely overpowering Nanami Kento under my small frame as I continue grinding and pumping my cunt against his pulsating penxs.

“Fxck babymmmmppppp~” My round and perfectly shaped mounds drowned his moans as I keep restricting him with my tight grip and continuous hard pounding down to his hard shaft.

I don't stop pumping him but I stopped restricting his other hand and put it behind my lower back and commanded, “finger my ass daddyyy~” Nanami grinned when I remove my bouncing breast on his face and he did what I told him. I feel him inserting two fingers in my butthole and the remaining three in my stuffed cunt. My mouth formed an ‘O’ when I realized that I'm pumping his large cxck and long fingers at the same time in my two holes.

“Oooh~ dadddyyyy aaaahhhh~ harder daddyy~” I grabbed his other hand and suck his fingers while I'm pounding him from the top like an expert cowgirl riding an aggressive bull.

“what a cute slut my babyyy~ hmmm~ let's cum together aaahhh~” Nanami inched his face closer on mine and I shut my eyes closed when he licked my face before biting deep on the sensitive spot on my neck.

“Aaahh! Daddyyyy! Oooohhh hhnnngggg~” I lost grasp of the situation from his deep and unannounced attack so I found myself exploding my orgasm while still sucking his fingers.

“Ooohh~ You cum so fast babyy~ Wait for daddyyy~ let me breed your little cunt with my seed hhhngggg~” Nanami moaned in my neck and kissed the spot he bit before catching my attention away from his fingers that I am sucking. His wet fingers grabbed my face and kissed me again in a very dirty but lidido arousing manner.

“Dadddyyy hhhnnngggg~” my moans get contained inside his mouth when the kiss deepened and his fingers and cxck went deeper into my pusxy and pound me so hard that I'm having trouble breathing in his mouth.

I flinched and bit on his lower lip when he spanked my waist while his penxs and fingers are screwing my two holes harder than before.

“Daddy is cumming babyyy~ Aaahhhh~ here comes daddy's seeds babyyy~ tell your cunt to swallow it all aaahhhnnggg~” I hugged him tightly when our body vibrated and his warm seeds exploded inside me making me tremble on top of him as I grind myself against him so my entrance would be able to swallow him dry.

Nanami moves his hands up and down my waist, making sure none of his juice will be gone to waste.

“Daddyyy~ I feel so good hmmm~” I whispered in his ears while I'm still pumping my pusxy on his lap in a very slow and sensual speed.

“Ah, that's good to hear baby~” Nanami whispered, too, in my ears. I cupped his face again, pecked on his lips and tilted his head to lick his jaw and his neck.

“I love you, Nanami Kento.” I said to him then thrust my hips down against his buried cxck inside my cunt.

I laughed at him when I heard him moaned.

Guess, daddy can go for another round.

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MAG COMMENT KAYO HEHEHE. DAGDAG MOTIVATION LANG! SALAMAT SA MGA MAGBABASA! I RUB YOU GUYS 😂😂

#nanami kento #Jujutsu kaisen #smut #dirty imagines #imagines #reader #gojo satoru #itadori yuuji

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animeyanderelover · 3 years

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Can you write number 50 to Keinz Drocell?

Consider it as done.

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, stalking, kidnapping

Prompt 50: “Tell me, is love supposed to be...this passionate?

Do you know the feeling of being watched constantly? The feeling of eyes drilling themselves into your soul wherever you go? The feeling of slowly going insane and starting to question your sanity? That’s what you were going through. The last few weeks had been more than just nerve wrecking for you. You had the feeling that something was watching your every movement. You had never seen anyone watching you, but your gut told you that you had a stalker. A really talented one since you even felt eyes on you when you were inside your house. You hadn’t told anyone about this so far because you still weren’t sure if you were right or wrong. It would also be pretty useless to inform the police without evidence shown. So you had endured this torture alone without anyone knowing. It had gotten worse and worse the longer it lasted and by now you couldn’t help, but always look around when you were walking on the streets. But no one seemed suspicious. Just normal people minding their own business. No one looked like a stalker to you. And that drove you crazy.

It had been late at evening when you had gotten home, the sun had already started to set down, illuminating the sky in warm colors. And you were done. Work was so stressing for you, probably you snapped at pretty much everyone who looked at you longer than a second. You guessed having the feeling of being watched had made you sensitive regarding this topic. And even now the gaze was still on you. In your own four walls. You really hoped that this all was just a really bad case of paranoia and nothing more. But that still didn’t stop you from covering yourself with the blankets when you changed in your nightclothes. It there really was somebody watching you, you wouldn’t let them see you naked. After you were finished with changing you checked twice if all of the windows and doors were locked up. You knew that this probably looked a bit overcautious, but you felt a bit more at ease when you did this. You glanced out of the window, looking at the streets of London. Since it was getting late the crowds out there slowly died out, the streets slowly getting empty. And that’s when your eyes suddenly stopped at a specific person out there. A man who had light orange hair and was wearing a blue tailcoat and a black top hat. A music box was hanging around his neck.

Why you had stared at him in the first place? You didn’t know, probably because he stood with his clothes clearly out from the crowd. Or it was maybe the fact that he was just standing there, not caring about the people passing by him and glancing curiously at him. He just stood there. Right in front of your house. Was he waiting for someone? You just stood there, leaning on your window to catch a glimpse at his face, but he had his head hung low so that you weren’t able to. A few minutes passed by and he still didn’t move an inch. You had heard from one of your friends that some humans were able to fall asleep whilst standing. Was that the case? Why did you even mind so much? You should just lay down in your bed. Other people could take care of him. But just as you were about to turn around the man suddenly lifted his head. He was handsome, you gave him that. He had amethyst colored eyes and some pretty looking symbol was painted under his right eye. For a moment you were just taking in all his features before you realized something. His gaze was fixicated on you, his amethyst eyes focusing on you. That’s when you felt it over you washing. The same feeling that had seemed to follow you this past few weeks. No way! Was this man your stalker?! Both of you stared at each other for a few moments and you could feel your heart drumming against your chest, your mind racing with panicked thoughts. That’s when the man suddenly turned away from you, disappearing in the crowd. You watched him until you couldn’t see him anymore, letting a breath out you didn’t know you were holding in and closing the curtains. Had you just seen your stalker? But why was he suddenly showing himself?

You woke up later that night. You didn’t know why exactly, probably because the sleep you had gotten so far wasn’t very relaxing. That damn guy was even watching you in your sleep. His face had been everywhere in your dreams. You sighed and turned around so that you were facing the door leading out of the room. You hadn’t opened your eyes so far and didn’t want too. That was at least until you felt your skin crawling with uneasiness. It was the feeling you always had when someone was watching you. But right now it felt so intense, too intense. As if someone was standing right in the room and watching you. You slowly opened one of your eyes. You nearly suffered from a heart attack then and there. Only inches away from you was kneeling the same man who had looked at you this evening and who’s face had haunted you in your dreams. “AAAHHH!!!!” You let a terrified scream out, pushed him out of your way and raced towards the door. But before you could reach the door you suddenly felt something cold wrapping itself around your legs. You saw how your face was racing towards the hard and dirty ground, preparing yourself for the most likely painful impact, but it never came. Instead you felt two arms grabbing you under your armpits and preventing you to meet the ground.

“Please be more careful. I don’t want you to get hurt.” You tensed up when you heard his velvet voice. You turned your head around to get a better look at him. He was staring intensely at you, giving you the feeling that he wanted to pierce your soul with his somewhat emotionless eyes. “W-who are you? And what do you want?” He tilted his head a bit at your question. “My name?” He sounded almost clueless. He became silent and looked like he tried to find an answer to your question. Did he really not know what his name was? “I suppose...that my name is Keinz Drocell.”, he spoke after a few moments. Took him long enough. “And I’m here to take you.” He sounded so awfully calm whilst saying that as if it was someone normal. You on the other hand felt downright horrified. How could he sound so...so apathetic? “You’re the one who watched me, didn’t you?” “I did.” Again he sounded terrifying calm. “Do you even realize that what you did and what you’re about to do is wrong?! Are you crazy?!”, you yelled, fear audible in your voice.

“I reasoned with myself that I have to do this because I love you.” He...loved...you? “When I first saw you, you were a shining beauty and originally I planned to turn you into a puppet made out of silver and gold to match your beauty. But when I started watching you I suddenly felt so...weird. It felt like something invisible pulled me to you. The way you laugh, talk and move. All of it was a masterpiece. I came to realize that if I would turn you into a puppet, I would ruin all of this. Not even the most noble materials could suit you. You’re already a masterpiece.” Turning you into a puppet?! The most noble materials?! You a masterpiece?! What was he talking about?! You had started shaking. This guy was scaring the living shit out of you! “But there was another thing that made me realize that you’re special.” Another one?! “Whenever I look at you I feel a tingling sensation in my core. I reasoned, that I must be human, but then why do I feel so empty without you? I never realized how lonely I was until I was away from you. I came to the conclusion that I don’t like it when I can’t see you and I also don’t like it when you spent your time with other people. It feels like I’m burning when I see how they dare to ruin such a masterpiece of you. So I was thinking to myself, why not take you with me? I’m sure that I’ll get endless inspiration from you and one day the both of us could probably create together puppets.”

You didn’t know what exactly came over you in that moment. It was probably pure survival instinct. But you suddenly turned around and swinged your fist with his face. A hollow sound was heard and in the next moment you felt pain shooting through your hand. You cried out and instantly pulled your hand back, observing your knuckles. Where your hand had hit his face the skin started to turn red already and some of your skin had even been scratched open from the impact. You stared stunned at your hand. His skin... It hadn’t felt normal. It was too hard and too cold to be human skin. When you looked up you shrieked sharply. His head was turned around in an angle that couldn’t be considered normal. It became even more eerie when he slowly rotated his head 360 degree until he was facing you again. His cheek looked perfectly fine, not a single scratch on his skin. He glanced down at your hand before slowly taking your hand in one of his gloved and caressing with his thumb the reddened and partially peeled off skin. “Didn’t I tell you to be more careful? Now you’ve ruined your skin. But if I remember right your body will heal this wound very soon again.”

You had the feeling that your eyeballs would pop out of your skull if you would continue staring at him with your eyes wide open. You glanced back and forth between your hand and his face. Then you did something unexpected. You lifted your not hurt hand towards his face, touching his skin carefully and tracing the tip of your fingers over it. That was no skin! What was that? It was cold and very smooth. Was that...wood? Keinz had started to stare intensely at you after you had started to caress his face. “What in the world...are you?”, you asked him shocked. He blinked a few times. “I’m human. I suppose.” “You don’t know what you really are?”, you asked him. For a moment he fell silent. “Am I not human?” So he really didn’t know. You almost felt a bit bad for him. When you were about to pull your hand away from his head one of his hands suddenly grabbed your wrist. “Don’t stop. For some reason I like it when you caress my face.” He pressed your hand against his face again. You were too perplexed to do anything else in the moment so you just continued stroking his face.

“Do you have experience in love?”, he suddenly asked out of the blue. “Huh?”, you asked confused, catched off-guard. But after a few moments you answered:”I suppose I have?” “Tell me, is love supposed to to be...this passionate?” You froze, shifting your gaze to the ground. How could you answer that question? He was obviously no human and seemed to be a bit lost in general when it came to how to act around other humans. Would he even understand you if you would answer him? You doubted it, but he was obvious waiting for your answer. “No. Normally it isn’t. But I guess you’re just a special case?” You sounded extremely unsure. Keinz seemed to try to find a deeper meaning behind your words. “So...you say I’m different?” “More or less.”, you replied. Keinz stared down at his hands clenching them to fists and opening them again. “I’m no human?” You kept quiet, clueless about how to help him. For a short moment you were certain that you saw a flash of sadness in his eyes, but they turned quickly back to their emotionless look. “I guess it doesn’t matter whether I’m human or not.” His grip around your wrist tightened and he moved his face closer to yours, too close for your taste. “As long as I have you with me I feel something. I feel emotions. I feel human. That only adds a new reason for me to take you. Even if I’m not human, as long as I can feel like one by keeping you with me I’m fine.”

#yandere black butler #yandere kuroshitsuji #yandere keinz #yandere keinz drocell

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ressyfaerie · 3 years

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Fanfic request: Kai/Tysons first kiss and how you think it would go down! (English Dub names please!) :)

This is sooo hard because I have at least 3856859 different AUs of their first kiss aaahhh. I can't decide if I want this one to be angsty, fluffy, or everything in between aaahh! Regardless, I’m going to write something good! Okay I’m done, it ended up being much longer than expected AND i really self-indulged in this one we've got flowers, cars- just I know you’ll like it.

I’m popping this into a read more after the intro because it's a bit long for the dashboard lol.

“Is there a note?”

Ray eyed the flowers suspiciously.

Tyson held the wooden planter box in his arms, “uh- I don’t think so?”

“Who would send a planter box instead of just cut flowers?” Hilary thought it was the worst kind of romantic gesture.

“Look!” Max dug his hands into the flowers.

“What kind of flowers are these Tyson?” Ray asked, eyeing the blue petals with awe.

“They’re Himalayan blue poppies… They’re not easy to grow.”

Max pulled out a small slip of paper hidden in the stems.

“How do you know so much about gardening?” Hilary had no idea when he found the time to pick up a hobby that was so- unlike Tyson.

“I found my mother's old gardening books! I’ve been taking care of the dojo gardens on the weekends since grandpa’s back is so bad- what does the note say?”

Max read it out loud, “A unique flower, for a unique person.”

“Do we recognize the handwriting?” Kenny fixed his glasses, analyzing the situation.

“It’s been typed.” Max pointed out while flipping the note around for everyone to see.

Tyson inspected the flowers. He had never seen blue poppies before, they were one of his mother’s favourites.

“Whoever sent it, they know me well.” Tyson smiled.

“How come?” Ray asked.

“I don’t like cut flowers. I feel bad when they die. I like getting flowers that are alive.”

The room went quiet as everyone racked their brains trying to think of the possibilities.

“Who would know these things about you? Even we didn’t know you liked flowers!” Hilary pointed the fact out, some of the team members nodded, she had a good point.

“A lot of people know that I garden… But very few know that my mother really liked these flowers… She wrote about them a lot in her gardening books. To my knowledge, no one’s ever seen them but me, Grandpa, my dad, and maybe Hiro.”

Ray stroked his chin deep in thought, “It could have been a friendly gift? Not romantic at all?”

Tyson nodded, it could have been, but it felt- romantic. No one he knew would do something like this, it didn’t make sense.

“I’ll put them outside, for now, maybe we will think about it later.” Tyson left the room to place them in his corner garden outside.

The gravel crunched under his feet as he made his way to his small greenspace. He placed the planter with the rest of his stuff. He wondered who would have sent them, but he had no time to think; they had a party to attend at the BBA in less than two hours, and he still hadn’t even started to get ready.

As expected, the dojo was now in chaos. Like most teenagers, they left everything to the last minute. None of them had experience with formal attire.

“Does anyone here know how to tie a tie?!” Ray frantically displayed handfuls of ties.

“I do!” Kenny grasped one of the ties and tried to tie it on himself, before transferring it over to Ray.

Kenny was much too nervous to tie a proper knot, Ray found himself cringing as their time crunch got shorter and shorter.

Max had locked himself in the bathroom, probably doing his hair.

Hilary was god-knows-where, Tyson still wore regular clothes.

“Where’s Kai? Isn’t he the formal clothes expert?” Tyson fiddled with dragoon while sitting cross-legged in the middle of the dojo.

“That’s a good idea!” Kenny stopped trying to fiddle with Ray’s tie, “where is he?”

“Wait, wasn’t he driving some of us?” Mr. D said another driver will come to pick us up…”

“No, I’m certain we're all going in a limo.”

Tyson started to panic, stuck between trusting Kenny or Ray, now that was a difficult decision.

Hilary bellowed as she slammed the door open to the dojo. “Tyson! WHY aren’t you changed yet?”

“I!”

He started a lame excuse but she raised her voice again, “stop fiddling with that hunk of metal and go upstairs and put on your clothes right now!”

“Who died and made you boss of BBA formal parties?”

“I’m literally the party planner.” She rolled her eyes.

“Fine!” Tyson got up and dusted off his pants, “but I’m going to complain the whole time, and I’m taking a shower!”

“You don’t have time for a shower!” she slapped a hand to her forehead in exasperation.

“Too bad.” Tyson stuck his tongue out at her.

Upstairs, he took his time getting into the shower, it was fine if they were late for the party anyway, they didn’t have to be there on time.

He washed his body, got out, brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and blow-dried it. He even put on some make-up so he could feel extra fancy. He tied his hair up, admiring himself in the mirror, he looked so grown up now. His hair was long, and he loved tying it up traditionally. He ran a hand through his blue hair. He winked at himself, knowing he looked hot.

He opened the door with just a towel wrapped around his waist, he left clothes on his bed he was going to wear. Beside his clothes, sitting on his bed was his silver-haired best friend and rival, dressed in a well-fitted Italian cut suit.

Kai looked him up and down, “you should have been ready by now.”

Tyson’s cheeks blushed, “why are you alone in my room?”

Kai patted the dress shirt he left on his bed, “apparently Tyson Granger can’t dress himself- is this what you picked out?”

“Yeah? What’s wrong with it?”

Kai grinned, “Are you sure?”

Tyson made sure to show he was offended, “it’s the nicest thing I own…”

“I figured you’d say that.” Kai rose from the bed towards a hook on the door. He reached for a black garment bag that wasn’t there before.

Tyson wondered where it came from, and when- did Kai just bring it? For him?

He placed it on the bed, undoing the zipper on the fancy black bag, “change into this.”

“If it doesn’t look hot- I’m boycotting you.”

Kai chuckled, “how do you boycott a whole person?”

“It better look good on me, or you’ll find out.”

Kai stood still, Tyson mumbled, “can you- can you turn around so I can change?”

“Oh, right- Yeah.”

Kai walked towards the window and directed his attention outside, trying to ignore the fact Tyson was a towel away from being completely naked behind him.

He heard the rustling of clothes behind him, and Tyson’s voice, “is everyone ready downstairs?”

“They’ve already left in the limo Tyson.”

“Limo!? You mean I could be in a limo right now?!”

“You weren’t ready in time, so now you have to go with me, you’re lucky I stayed behind.”

“Not like you aren’t usually fashionably late Kai. You can turn around now.”

Kai flung his body around, hopefully, he didn’t seem too eager to see Tyson in a suit.

Tyson was awkwardly fiddling with his cuffs, he had no tie on, and his buttons weren’t done right.

Kai sighed, “Here.” He grabbed one of Tyson’s arms and started to straighten his cuffs, “Can you do your tie?”

Tyson felt his face flush in embarrassment. Kai fixing his clothes was, in his eyes, the opposite of manly.

“I uh,” Tyson didn’t want to admit it, “don’t know how to do it.” He said in a hushed voice.

“What was that?” Kai finished with his other arm and moved on to his buttons.

“I don’t know how to tie a tie okay!?” Tyson avoided eye contact.

Tyson had realized catching Kai's smile was becoming more common.

Kai gave him one of those grins now, “it’s okay, I’ll do it for you.”

“Can you teach me? I want to do it myself…”

“No time, I can show you later though.” Kai reached into the black bag and pulled out a dark blue tie, it was soft with elegant subtle swirls on it.

Tyson’s eyes widened in awe, he had never seen anything so fancy, and he was expected to wear it?!

“Where did you get this suit from?” Tyson asked as Kai adjusted his collar on his shirt.

“Mr. Dickenson asked me to get you some nice clothes. I picked it out, I thought it would look good on you.”

Tyson felt an electric shock as Kai reached around his neck placing the tie on either side of him.

“It was expensive.” Kai’s eyes met his, Tyson tried to keep his mouth closed, “don’t get food on it.” Kai threatened him.

“I won’t!” Tyson’s voice squeaked.

Kai worked on the tie while biting the insides of his cheeks, he had to refrain from touching Tyson’s chest, he compromised by running his knuckle along his pec while pulling the tie tighter.

The delicate touch was not missed by Tyson, who felt a burning sensation flow up his spine.

“There.” Kai stepped away when he was done with the tie.

Tyson turned to a full length mirror he had on another side of the room. His eyes glowed when he got a look at himself, “Woah! Kai!”

He did a twirl for the mirror, “Kai you made a good choice, this does look good on me!”

Kai placed a hand in his pocket, “I told you.”

It suddenly occurred to Tyson, he had never been in Kai’s car. He knew it was nice, He knew it was a supercharged sports car, but that was about it. Kai was particular who he let look at it, and now, he was letting Tyson sit passenger. Tyson stared at the white car in awe, he didn’t know much about cars, but it was obvious it was a big deal.

Kai opened the passenger door for him, “are you getting in or are you going to stand there all night?”

Tyson shook his head, “y-yeah! What kind of car did you say this was again?”

“I don’t think you’ve ever asked, it’s an Aston Martin Superleggera.”

“Sounds fancy,” Tyson remarked while climbing into it.

Kai leaned towards him before closing the door, “it is- put on your seatbelt.”

The first thing Tyson noticed, Kai didn’t drive like someone in their late teens, he drove like an old man.

“For someone who’s incredibly late- you sure aren’t going anywhere fast.”

Kai had one hand on the steering wheel, “you want me to go faster?” he blinked in surprise.

“Well, you have a turbo-charged sports car.” Tyson grinned, “send it.”

“I didn’t know you were into fast cars?” Kai remarked.

“Hell yeah, I am.”

“Hold on.”

Luckily there weren’t many cars on this road.

Was it illegal? Don’t tell anyone.

Did Tyson realize that Kai shared the same adrenaline habits he did? Absolutely.

They drove fast, Kai made turns expertly, Tyson laughed and cheered.

Slowing down his pace, Tyson could feel his heart racing, “that was awesome.”

Kai gifted him another one of his rare smiles, the kind that was becoming more frequent.

The party venue felt a little monotone, maybe it was in comparison to the adrenaline rush they just had.

“Holy!?- Tyson?” Max rushed over to him with a glass of juice in his hand, “there’s no way that’s you in that suit?”

“Sure is,” Tyson’s face screamed happiness.

Walking into the main hall, Tyson recognized everyone from his past tournaments, his old rivals, friends, everyone was excited to see him.

Tyson became swarmed with people greeting him, Kai excused himself, to hide away in the corner.

“What’s going on?” to his right side, Ray.

“Not much, you?”

Ray handed him a glass, probably juice, he took it.

“Just finished saying hi to everyone, are you going to make the rounds?” Ray knew it was a stupid question.

“I’ll talk to whoever talks to me first.” Kai took a small sip of the glass.

“Are you dancing tonight?” another stupid question from Ray.

Kai gave him an obvious expression, “you think I would?”

He didn’t say no; Ray took the opportunity to squeeze humanity out of Kai, “out of everyone here, who would you dance with?”

Kai surveyed the room, it caught Ray by surprise, he was actually thinking about it.

“Probably Tyson-” Kai needed to think of a good excuse fast- “because I’m more familiar with him than anyone else.” He took a sip of his juice.

“So then dance with him? You know everyone probably will by the end of the night.”

Kai chuckled with his mouth in his glass, it fogged up slightly, “no, that would be weird.”

“I’ll ask him first if that makes you more comfortable.”

Kai shrugged in response. Ray patted his shoulder, placing down his empty glass on a nearby table, and he made his way towards Tyson who was already dancing in the middle of the room.

Towards the other side of the room, Kai saw Mr. Dickenson in the corner of his eye, waving for him to come over to the group he was with. Kai rolled his eyes, he saw Hiro over there too.

Reluctantly, he made his way over, he wasn't going to ignore Mr. Dickenson.

The group had formed a circle, Miriah was there, Emily, Judy, and Michael.

Kai gave everyone a friendly greeting, then they started making casual conversation, then it got down to business. Kai waved his hand in the air, “I’m not here to talk about the Hiwatari company tonight.”

Hiro gave him an angry expression, but Mr. Dickeson understood, and so did Judy, they all kept making casual conversation.

“Hey, weird question guys.” Miriah held up a pink phone with a picture on it.

Emily pointed to the screen, “Do you guys know what kind of flowers these are?”

They piled around it, Max showed up behind them to check out the picture as well. Kai and Hiro saw the screen simultaneously, in unison they responded:

“Himalayan blue poppies.”

Hiro and Kai locked eyes immediately. Instantly ready to square up.

“How do you know that?” Hiro’s voice had a hint of anger.

“I’m not allowed to know a type of flower?” Kai spat back.

Miriah squeezed herself in between them, “Calm down! Tyson got sent some- we don’t know who sent them.”

“They’re my mom's favourite flower.”

Max watched the situation, he stared at Kai, “no way…” he said under his breath.

The blond-haired boy grasped Kai’s arm, pulling him out of the group, far away from the angry brother.

“Thanks, Max.” Kai was glad he managed to sneak him away without anyone noticing.

“No problem dude.” Max smiled.

Ray appeared beside them, with a worn-out Tyson by his side.

“Kai, your turn!” He shoved Tyson into Kai.

Tyson wasn’t expecting it, stabilizing himself by holding on to Kai’s shoulders, “Ray!”

“Sorry!”

Kai unconsciously helped Tyson keep his balance… by holding him by his waist.

Tyson pulled himself away, Kai’s hands glided along his waist.

“Apparently… You wanted to dance with me?” Tyson gave Kai an expression he couldn’t read.

“I didn’t want to- I mean- if you want to?” Kai’s face turned a shade pinker.

“Sure- I mean, if you want to?” Tyson swallowed, but his throat stayed dry.

“Just go!” Ray pushed them towards the dance floor.

Max yelled to Ray, “Ray! I have to tell you something…”

In the middle of the dance floor, the duo had no idea what to do.

“Um-” Tyson awkwardly placed his arms around Kai’s neck.

“Isn’t that the female way..” Kai remarked

“Shut up!” Tyson felt awkward for some reason, even though before this, he danced with a dozen boys- and girls.

Kai placed his hands on his hips, wondering how he ever ended up here.

“Here…” Kai grasped one of his hands, keeping one hand on his waist.

Tyson’s hand that wasn’t wrapped in Kais, was placed on his shoulder, he slowly let it slide towards his neck, playing with the loose strands of hair, focused on the way it shimmered in the lights.

“How do you know how to dance?”

“Rich boy.”

“Really?” Tyson laughed, imagining a young Kai learning ballroom dance.

“I can also play some piano.”

“Wow, what else can you do rich boy?” Tyson titled his head, unconsciously teasing him.

“Some violin, calligraphy in English, Ballroom dance, paperwork…”

“I’m surprised you’re telling me this.” Tyson admired his face up close, when did he get such a cute face?

Kai held Tyson closer, his face centimeters away from his, “if you tell, no one will believe you.”

Tyson let out a hard laugh. People in the room began to stare, but they didn’t notice, they were lost in their own little world.

Kai felt sweat form in between Tyson’s palm and his, but he didn’t care. He watched his blue hair sway, and his lips curve into smiles, he blinked suddenly, becoming aware of the way he was looking at him.

Kai let go of Tyson, taking a step away from him, “sorry- I’m going to get some air.”

Kai disappeared into another room, leaving Tyson flustered on the dance floor.

Outside Kai closed the metal door behind him, he held the railing of the balcony. “What am I doing?” he whispered to nobody.

“Sending him flowers, driving him around, dancing with him- Why can’t I just-”

He heard the door open and close behind him, “Are you alright Kai? You left so fast…”

Hearing Tyson’s voice was liquid ecstasy. He closed his eyes, absorbing it, before finding the courage to turn around.

“I’m fine.” He gave Tyson a grin, but Tyson saw through it.

“You’re all in your head,” Tyson remarked and stepped closer to him.

Kai had his back to the railing, he couldn’t run away anymore.

Tyson was too close, he looked in Kai’s eyes, deep into his mind, looking for any sign that something was off.

Tyson lifted his hand, and rested it on his cheek, “what’s going on with you?”

Kai felt his whole body melt, pure happiness, absolute comfort. At the next words, he felt like he could float away-

“You know you can tell me anything right?”

Kai felt his lungs stop working, no air, his brain fired electrical impulses at lightning speed but no thoughts were being created.

“Did you send the flowers?” Tyson kept his hand on Kai’s cheek.

“Y- yeah,” Kai admitted, still not breathing.

“How did you know about them?”

“You leave your mothers journals everywhere-”

“And you read them?!”

“No- Well, yes. But I wasn’t reading her writing, I was reading your notes on the sides.”

Tyson remembered a sticky note he put on a page, mentioning where he could get seeds for his mother's favourite flowers, that he so desperately wanted.

“Why?” Tyson’s voice was serious but so calming.

Kai closed his eyes momentarily, then opened them.

“I think I like you.”

Neither one of them dared to move.

Silence, for minutes, as Tyson’s hand stayed on Kai’s face, growing colder by the minute.

“I’m sorry- it was weird, I shouldn’t have said anything.” Kai tried to turn his face away from him, trying to brush off the encounter.

“No!” Tyson used his hand to push Kai back to his original position.

Kai’s face grew red, Tyson’s did too.

“I! I think that-” Tyson blubbered trying to find the right words, Kai gripped the railing behind him.

“Ah- screw it-” Tyson’s eyes were damp, he stared at the sky before taking a deep breath.

“Ty!-”

Tyson’s lips were pressed against his. He didn’t know what to do- he had wished for it for so long- and now, all of the sudden?

“Mm!” Tyson made some noise as he kept doing it, messy, but fun.

Kai used his hands to run through Tyson’s hair from the back of his neck, grabbing the back of his head and a handful of hair, pulling him closer.

Their bodies were against each other, they could feel each other’s hearts trying to leap out of their chests.

Kai tried to pull away, to get some air- Tyson grabbed his tie and pulled him back into him, making out with him more.

Finally, Tyson let Kai go, he was still chocolate he was told not to have, and he wanted more.

“What- I, Tyson?” Kai stumbled over his words.

“It’s alright Kai.” Tyson gave him a quick kiss on his soft lips, “it’s okay.”

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