#i just cant seem to settle on one and be like 'yeah thats how he looks'

[parksrway]

do you have a headcanon for kohgas face?

very kissable

#asks #HDHDJFKDJJGKDKF #kidding i know what you mean anon #and uh... not really..? its hard for me to imagine his face idk why. #i just cant seem to settle on one and be like 'yeah thats how he looks' #this man is a mystery to me and idk why #i only have the vaguest possible idea of what he looks like #ill try drawing his face one of these days

[machiten]

thats my seat!

academic rival scaramouche x gn!reader headcanons

warnings: scaramouche(bro is a whole warning), foul language(it's scaramouche we're talking about here so), reader is mentioned to have bad eyesight, fights, angst, academic validation, bad parenting

barely proofread lmao im tired, it's 3:15 am and im starving. there will be a chapter 2 ofc i just wanted to post something goddamn my blog has been empty for so long (4 days) didn't have a way to keep track of the word count but it's kinda long. anyways hope u enjoy!!

oh god

when i say rival, i mean full on brawls on the school hallway

so let's say you've been top of your school since day one. your name has always been at the top of the score board every exam, always class representative, and well known as a smart kid ever since you steped on school premises.

you work hard to keep your grades up, your parents pay enough attention to your succesful brother and none for you

having a successful brother plants high expectations on you. i mean, he did very well, so why cant you? you both have the same blood running through your veins. your parent's praise, that is all you've ever wanted. and yet you're not even informed if there's a family outing, leaving you in your house alone

it has been like that for years

not until one day, you enter into the classroom and someone else is sitting in your chair. someone unfamiliar is sitting on your chair.

"hey, excuse me. i sit there." you pointed at what is supposed to be, your chair. "what, i dont see any names on it." Ok, what. when you finally look up to the culprit, my goodness. Fierce purple eyes that looks like it holds the entire universe, his skin as fair as a maiden, lips plum as a springs fruit, a beauty mark at the underside of his right eye, and his hair a unique color of indigo that is cut in a weird jellyfish-ish hairstyle. while yes, he looks ethereal, not gonna lie (if he had longer hair you might've mistaken him as a girl) his personality certainly does not match his elegance. an annoyed look currently adorned his face, as if you disturbed his peace.

"done checking me out? i know im hot, i get that look everyday so dont ever think you're special." and now it changed into a cocky smirk. the nerve! not only is he sitting on someone else's chair but it seems like his head is getting bigger too. "well excuse me, i havent seen your around school until today so im guessing that you're the transfer student our teacher talked about last week. but do you mind finding a new spot, i sit there." you glared at him.

"no i like it here. here's a better idea, why don't you find a new spot. im the new student here, show some courtesy."

"no- what, go away thats my seat!"

"alright everyone, settle down- oh, i see that the new student is here already," the teacher finally came in the classroom, cup of steaming hot coffee in his hand. Everyone sat down on their seats while you are still standing up waiting for this person to look for another seat. Lmao guess what, he didnt move.

"(name), c'mon sit down. i know getting a new friend is exiting but we have to greet the new student properly. now go find your seat."

"wait but sir--"

"sit down, (name)"

"yeah that's right (name), sit down" a voice beside you spoke. you looked over to the new student adorning a triumphant grin at your loss. and so you are now forced to sit at the back, barely seeing what's in front because of your poor eyesight, and wearing a vengeful spirit.

epic first meeting

the seats in the back are okay, its breezy and you now sit next to xiao (his music taste is so good) but yeah, you cant really see the board clearly so you get notes from mona at the front

at first, it was a one sided rivalry. how hated how rude and bratty he was and at that time, he didnt seem too care (like he get those everyday). but then he started fighting back and oh boy he hasn't had this much fun in years!

the way you retort back to his harsh words is so amusing to him. usually, no one would dare talk to him in a degrading manner but then you came into his life, claiming that he's sitting on your chair, and it was never the same ever again.

now, he looks forward to everyday. he rises up earlier so that he can sit at your chair first, he keeps looking at the classroom door everytime someone enters (in case it's you so that he can give that shit eating grin), he loves how your face gets messed up when he wins an argument, he loves how small your hands are compared to his when you have a brawl in the hallways, and most of all, he loves it when you give him the shit eating grin when you win something (he says he let's you win sometimes because he pitied you, but is it really?)

to him, this is fun, amusing, entertaining. but to you? you've never felt this much hate in a human being, ever.

scaramouche is smart as fuck and he demonstrated that loud and clear

he aced the math test that the teacher gave that wasn't even taught to him

in presentations, he speaks loud and clear and you can really understand the point he's making

he doesn't really like group works (you noticed) but if he was put in a group, he does most of the job flawlessly

sports? oh of course. he's really good at baseball (pitcher). he's also good at other sports but not as good as baseball

oh and pray that you don't get him as your opponent in debates, you will be grilled like a brisket

did i mention he sleeps in like 70% of his classes? it's not like the teachers can do anything about it. he excels in everything, at least let him sleep as a gift

the only times he would be awake is when he pulls on your strings

but of course, you're also good in all of these, that's why you both are rivals

you fight almost everyday for the top spot (and for your original seat) to the point where its a daily routine to everyone else to see you both pinching and arguing in the classroom

He doesn't have any close friends (ahem childeahem) and it's either bc ppl are intimidated by him or he just doesnt give a fuck about friends

maintaining grades is one thing, winning against him is another

you are very intellegent, yes, but you work very hard for your grades every night. losing sleep studying for upcoming quizes and making sure your projects are perfect. unlike him who doesnt even try

you havent seen him study once

and it makes you see yourself lower. you're both equally in par with your grades but thats when he doesn't even try. what happens when he takes everything seriously? what if he studies as hard as you do? where will you stand then?

but when you got 2nd place for the 3rd time this year, he took it too far

"what the hell?! this is the third time!" you looked at the results in the bulletin board expecting to see your name in first place. you studied hard, right? so then why,,,

"oh oops, looks like i did a little too well again this time. aw and i didn't even answer some of the questions because i felt bad for beating you the last two times." a snicker is heard behind you and sure enough, piercing indigo eyes is looking at yours in pure pity. "thanks i guess. are you happy now? that's three times in a row!" aether beside you is now having a deadpan expression, expecting the worst. 'alright here we go again'.

"oh yes very, you know what makes me even happier? your declaration that you're inferior to me. why do you even try anyways, it's clear to everyone that im better. you're just wasting your time burying your head in your books and notes when we both already know who's coming at the top. imagine not meeting your parent's expectations." he's now looking down on you, beating you up with words that you know damn well are true. but that doesn't mean you're not gonna fight back.

"what."

"oh you know, maybe if you tried harder, the cost of your education might be worth it for your parents. honestly, if i we're them id--"

before he could finish his sentence, a loud echoing smack is heard all across the hallway, making everyone's attention turn to the commotion. scaramouche head is now turned the other way, his cheeks beginning to flare from the hit as he glared at the culprit, you. "you motherfucking bitc-!" you tackled him and due to surprise, he fell back. aether is now alert, shouting your name trying to get you to your senses.

you gripped scramouche's collar, rasing his head from the floor and slamming it back down. "you're an asshole, you know that?! i try my best everyday and this is what i get?!!" he fights back, hand on your arm that's trying to get a hold of his hair and another on your neck, holding back your weight.

"you don't know what it's like!! you will never know what it's like being compared to your brother everytime they get a chance!! you dont know what it's like going home to nothing but words of disappointment when you did everything you can to get their approval!! you will never know what it's like for your efforts to go to waste!! you will never know the feeling of being kicked out of your own home and live in a run down apartment!! i work day and night, i lose sleep everyday, i barely have anything for myself to live, and now i have to deal with your ass every single day too?!!"

"(name)! calm down, hey-!"

"fuck off aether!"

every word you spat pricked scaramouche's heart and made him struggle from your assaults. this isn't fun anymore. he knew a bit of your situation, kazuha told him. but he never knew it was this bad. all he knew is about your parent's expectations. he didn't even attempt to fight back this time and just defends himself from your blows. 'shit, i took it too far.'

"you dont have to remind me of my incompetence! i already know, i know damn well i will never be enough!! you're right, why do i even try, right?! you're so fucking annoying, doing everything so effortlessly, like school is a nuisance!! can't i take a fucking break?!!" at this point, you cannot control your tears from falling into his cheeks, rolling down his porcelain skin.

"what are you--?!"

"why can't i be a genius like you?! why dont i have everything that you have?!! i did everything i can, what am i doing wrong?!" you are now saying intangible words that no one can decipher because of the mess of emotions you are feeling at that moment. you're about to deliver another blow when someone held you back.

"(name)! you're doing too much! thats enough!!" goddamn she is stronger than i thought, scaramouche deals with this everyday?? aether pulled you away from the tangled mess that you and scaramouche managed to create. you're struggling his hold but after a bit, you slumped down having no more strength to keep going, sobbing quietly. "...(name)?" aether said.

"...i am so tired of everything, why do i even keep trying. i.. i just want to make my parents proud..." sniffles could be heard from where you are being held my aether's arms. aether supported you from the groud and led you away from the scene and the prying eyes of other students. before you both can disappear completely, aether turned around and gave scaramouche a threatening glare. "i know you both bicker a lot but you took it too far. you are an asshole and you better change that attitude of yours or i will send you home even worse than your condition right now." and you both are gone.

scaramouche is still sitting on the floor, his arm supporting his weight, bruises are forming in his skin while he's craddling his cheek that is now very noticeably red and flaring from the slap you served him earlier. he doesn't know how to act, really. should he apologize? should he just walk away and like nothing happened? should he report you for physical abuse? he didn't know anything.

what he does know though is that he fucked up, big time. he knows that you'll never want to see his face ever again, he knows that nothing will be the same again, and he knows thag the feelings he has will never be reciprocated, after what he's done.

he actually just found out recently, when someone from the other class was making fun of you and he didn't like it one bit, he's the only one allowed to make fun of you, everyone back off. scaramouche can see the crowd dissipating, no longer interested since the main action is gone. he sat there on the floor the whole time, rethinking his life choices, wondering if he said things differently instead of those. would he be seeing you tomorrow? will you still argue with him about nonsensical bullshit? can he still hold your hand whenever you pinch him?

he heard footsteps and before he can look up, someone had smacked him in the head.

"what the fuck-!!"

"i want to say 'are you okay', but to be honest you kinda deserved that." a mop of ginger can bee seen hanging from someone's head.

"fuck off childe, and why did you smack me?!"

"because you deserve it. but y'know, it's nice having front row seats seeing you ruin your life because of that toungue of yours. aether's right you're an ass." he helped scaramouche from the floor, dusting his uniform from the filth. "ill take you to the infirmary." scaramouche can only nod, feeling lethargic after all that energy spent.

he hopes to see you the next day, acting like nothing ever happened.

part 2

#genshin impact #scaramouche #genshin headcanons #genshin scaramouche #genshin angst #angst #sumeru #kaedehara kazuha #aether #genshin kazuha #kunikuzushi #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #genshin impact drabble #genshin impact imagines #wanderer #genshin wanderer #wanderer x reader

[user220811]

hii i saw ur crush/best friend headcanons for lo’ak and i loved them sm. i was wondering if u could do hcs where lo’ak and reader both like each other and the reader gets jealous over tsireya? what would lo’ak do if he found out?

“I see you”

Lo’ak x fem!omatikaya!reader imagine (fluff)

Please read!!! I only posted my first avatar imagine yesterday, and am now at 100 followers!! I want to thank you all so much, I am more than grateful!! Hope you enjoy :)

Sorry this ones kinda crap

I see you- “I see the love and your feelings and your soul and you mean everything to me.”

You and Lo’ak have always had a special connection, and everyone is aware of it. You also clearly like eachother, but both of you doubt that the others feel the same. When you joined them on their travel to the water na’vis, you were quite nervous with what to expect.

“What if they find us?” You ask warily.

“Well then I will protect you.” Lo’ak states.

You smile at his braveness, even though you and him both know that deep down he is just as scared. But Lo’ak loves when he gets a chance to act brave and fearless like his dad.

When you all arrived at the reefs, you were still kind of cautious, and Lo’ak saw this, so pulled you between him and Neteyam. You kept your head down, avoiding the eyes of the Metkayina. You looked away as Jake spoke to Tonowari and Ronal, and glanced at the water around you.

Thats when you spotted a girl emerging from the water. She seemed about your age, and was beautiful. Way prettier than you, you thought. You noticed how Neteyam and Lo’aks heads turned in the same direction, and seemed to linger on the same girl. Neteyam you didnt really care about looking, but you felt insecure as Lo’aks eyebrows ever so slightly raised as his eyes followed the girl, and she looked at him, too. You know you shouldnt feel this way, but you cant help it. For all you know, Lo’ak doesnt have any interest in you, not like you with him.

When she was introduced as Tonowari and Ronal’s daughter, it made you feel even worse about yourself. You weren’t anyone special back in the jungle, just a normal omatikaya na’vi. With Lo’ak being Jake’s son, you felt worried that they would have stronger connections than you and him.

You were taken away from your thoughts by a tug on your arm, and snapped out of it to focus on Lo’ak infront of you.

“Y/n, come on, they are showing us our home. Are you okay?” He says, a hint of concern in his tone.

“Yeah yeah I’m fine, come on” you reply, going ahead with your hand still in his. Lo’ak wasnt fully convinced, but decided to drop it.

Once you had settled in to your home, you were all called to the water, to learn the ways of the Metkayina. You stayed beside Lo’ak, as you were lead to the rocks by the water, by Tsireya and her two brothers. You all sat in a circle, you securely sat between Neteyam and Lo’ak.

“You must learn to slow your breathing to be able to survive under the water.”

She knelt infront of Lo’ak, and placed her hand on his lower abdomen.

“Breathe from here” she instructs

You know it is just their way of teaching, but you felt a wave of jealousy come over you. You werent the type to cause a scene, so you stayed sat down, quietly.

Once you all were able to slow your heart rate enough, you were lead to the water. Lo’ak had a sense of urgency about him as he went ahead with Tsireya, clearly going way too fast for him to handle so soon, and this made you feel deflated. You had only been there a matter of hours and already felt like Lo’ak had found someone over you. You didnt like feeling this way at all, and needed to get away from it. Neteyam, who was swimming beside you, noticed this, but before he was able to check, you spoke up.

“I dont feel all that well, I’m gonna go back.” You say, which is clearly a lie.

Neteyam could tell this, and with a quick glance to Lo’ak and the others ahead, he knew why you felt that way. But he knew you were reserved, and wouldnt tell him the truth, so didn’t want to push it.

“Do you want me to come with you?” He asks softly.

“No no its okay, you go on. Just tell the others I’ll join them another day.” You insist, and turn to swim back to shore before Neteyam could muster another word.

You were now sat down on the edge of your home dangling your feet in the water, splashing the surface with small glum kicks. Neytiri and Jake were with the girls exploring their new home and meeting the clan, so you were on your own.

That was until you heard footsteps.

“Y/n” you hear Lo’ak say as he spots you.

He sits down beside you, placing his feet in the water like you were, and shuffles up close.

“How come you didnt come with us into the sea? It was amazing!” Lo’ak says

“I uh, I didnt feel right,” you said with your head down towards the water “Just wanted to be on my own”

“Are you okay? You have seemed quiet.” He says, gently placing his hand on yours, “Have I done something?”

You look him in the eyes, his filled with concern, yours with longing.

“No, no, its just, its nothing.” You say, returning your focus to the water.

“I know its not nothing y/n, your eyes tell me different.” Lo’ak replies sincerely.

“I guess Im just worried,” you begin.

“About what?” Lo’ak ponders, scooting even closer to you.

“That you’ll forget about me.”

“Wait- what? Why do you think that?” Lo’ak questions, worry filling him.

“Lo’ak, Ive seen the way you look at Tsireya, I mean, I get it, she’s beautiful, shes talented, shes smart, shes-”

“Y/n, stop.” Lo’ak says

You stop.

“Do you think I like Tsireya?” He asks, looking you deep into your eyes as you look up towards him.

“Well its kind of obvious” you painfully chuckle.

“Y/n, I dont like Tsireya.”

You look at him confused, and he shakes his head with a laugh, looking down at his lap for a second.

“Y/n, its always been you.” Lo’ak states. You are taken by surprise, and Lo’ak notices this. He grabs both your hands, and hold you close.

“Y/n, I see you.”

#lo’ak x reader #avatar twow #avatar headcanons #avatar #lo’ak imagine #avatar x reader #neteyam x reader

[danfengfan]

virtual love ; prologue

synopsis : two high school students grew up studying as middle schoolers. although it doesnt seem like they ended on good terms

you tap your pencil on your japanese dictionary as you tried racking your brain for ideas

“愛してる… what else ends in てる?”

you sigh as you scrap your unfinished plan. your japanese teacher had asked you and several other students to create a poem about love in japanese. you knew you made decent poems but youve never attempted making any in said language. luckily your parents allowed you to stay at the library after school for a longer time so you can work more proficiently

you started to get lost in your head, staring blankly at the swarm of people. that was until a boy around your age comes up to your table

“may i sit here? i need to complete an essay”

you stared up with an absent mind at the boy, enjoying how soft his voice was until you realized he asked you something. you scrambled to organize some of the papers that were messily scattered around the small round table

“of course”

you accidentally squeak as you speak, a barley visible blush on your face as you tried to smile. you probably looked like a mess but the young boy didnt seem to mind it as he sat down in a steady manner

once the boy was seated, you tried to continue where you left off. you looked at the dictionary placed in front of you, almost taunting you, before looking up again. the boy had fluffy dark hair, a nice shade of blue makes up his eyes, perhaps he was in a rush this morning with how his hair fell in front of his face, the way you can see knots and tangles in his hair

thats when you notice it. hey, isnt that the uniform for your school? you look down and compare the two, and they were in fact (mostly) identical. you took a breath in before asking,

"hey, dont we go to the same school?"

you could feel your voice shake as you spoke each word, successfully catching the attention of the boy in front of you

"i believe so. youre in 7年级, right?"

"yeah i am"

"im a year older than you then, 8年级"

you start to feel yourself heat up with embarrassment. you werent exactly sure why but you had a guess. you closed your eyes to avoid eye contact with the stranger in front of you

"ohh, i see. thats nice"

you nod your head, soft smile on your face. dan heng only smile back before seemingly returning back to his book. you feel words get stuck on your tongue as you long to talk to the boy more but you simply left the conversation at that and went back to your poem. you have a faint idea in your head from your new interaction but before you could do anything, the dark-haired boy in front of you spoke up

“私は丹恒です”

“huh?”

“私の名前は丹恒です. あなたの名前は何ですか?”

“私の名前は...(name) です, よろしくお願い します”

“非常好”

“谢谢! did you also take japanese?”

your eyes sparkled as you continued to converse with dan heng. now that you knew his name, the air seeming to become more relaxed around you two

“yeah, last year”

dan heng nodded his head, seemingly bashful as his cheeks get coated with a very light pink. the tension between you two gets a lot less awkward as you two settle into a comfortable silence. well, as much you two could get in a crowded library

you softly turn the pages of your book as you let the words run free from your head to the paper. you knew you were being a bit delusional writing any sort of romance story between you and dan heng, a boy you literally met that day, but you cant help but silently laugh as you reread your poem

and just like that the days passed so quickly. dan heng and you still sat down together, even if the library had free seats. even if you guys didnt talk often, you still sat together. it felt like you only knew dan heng a week when it finally hit your one year anniversary

and the next year… and the year after, and as much as you would like to say the year after you cant. theres a bitter feeling in your mouth if you even try to mention it

you were just sitting, innocently waiting for dan heng to arrive, a gift on the table just for him. your eyes lit up as you saw his figure

“happy 3rd year anniversary”

you chirp, a wide smile on your face. your smile was never reciprocated as dan heng spoke up

“im leaving.. tomorrow. if i can, i might see you before i leave”

dan heng quietly tells you, his voice deep with a plethora of guilt and sadness. your smile immediately falters as you look at him with a hopeless smile

“youre kidding? right?”

“no, im not. its… family issues”

you just sigh as you nod your head in defeat

“well, open your gift. least we can do is have a nice day together”

dan heng chuckles at your attempt to lighten the mood. he places his gift on the table before he takes yours, opening it to find a small keychain, in the shape of a spear. dan heng smiles before looking at you with anticipation. at first you were confused before you realized he was waiting for you to open the gift

you blush in embarrassment before grabbing the box, opening it with excitement. you were so curious what dan heng got for you this year, he was always do attentive

this year proved it even more. dan heng had gotten you your own phone, set with a little dragon phone charm. you werent sure why he got you a dragon charm to match but you were still very grateful. how could you ever repay him back?

“ah, this is too much… i cant possibly have it”

“no, no, i insist. take it, you deserve it”

you bashfully nod your head, knowing you could never win against dan heng in these kind of battles

the next day, you didnt expect dan heng to meet you, but he did. except he was different. you almost contemplating not coming but you were glad as you cheerfully greet him, almost crying of relief. you knew dan heng would leave after but you were clutching onto any last scrap of hope that dan heng will still be there the next day

“id like to deliver a message. how about you back off, kay? id say i hate you so thanks”

‘dan heng’ told you brusquely, a fake smile on his face as his eyes closed. it didnt take long for them to open again as he gracefully walks out of the library

you were sat frozen, unsure what he meant. back off? huh? he hates you. was dan heng just leading you on? you dwell on his words, your pen shaking ever so slightly in your hand as you slightly tremble at the thought

and all these thoughts run in your head aided in your tears. the warm liquid flowing down your cheeks seemingly invisible to you. it wasnt until the librarian came up and asked if you were okay. you did your best to answer without a voice-crack

“yeah, yeah, im… okay”

the librarian looked at you suspiciously before nodding their head and leaving back to their post. it didnt take you long before you put back all your books and left the library, vowing to never get tricked like that again, vowing to never fall in love so easily again.

really you wouldnt have minded falling in love with someone. as long as it wasnt dan heng

dictionary (includes japanese + mandarin)

ᵎᵎ im still learning japanese and my mandarin is rusty, please correct me if anything is incorrect

愛してる (aishiteru) : i love you

╰┈➤ てる (teru) isnt supposed to mean anything here, just as something to rhyme

7年级 qī nián jí : 7th grade

╰┈➤ first year of middle school in china

8年级 bā nián jí : 8th grade

╰┈➤ second year of middle school in china

私は丹恒です (watashi wa dan heng desu) : i am dan heng

╰┈➤ im not exactly sure if 丹 would ne perceived as dan still (＞﹏＜)

私の名前は丹恒です. あなたの名前は何ですか? (watashi no namae wa dan heng desu. anata no namae wa nandesuka?) : my name is dan heng. what is your name?

私の名前は...(name) です, よろしくお願い します (watashi no namae wa... (name) desu, yorushiku onegai shimasu) : my name is... (name), its nice to meet you

╰┈➤ replace (name) with your name

非常好 (fēi cháng hǎo) : good job

谢谢 (xiè xiè) : thank you

𖦹 s.list // m.list

𖦹 next // previous

#‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. #honkai star rail #hsr #dan heng #dan heng x reader #丹恒 #₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. #virtual love #‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ #wc : 1287 #i hated editing this btw #it wasnt hard to translate i did rather basic words / phrases #it just a vv long time (￣ ￣|||)

[spacexseven]

ok thinking about subordinate darling chuuya… I think we discussed mean chuuya together, but I can see the appeal of nice chuuya as well! I personally have a preference for mean chuuya because. reasons… but thats just me.

for nice chuuya, it would be a good cop bad cop scenario. dazai bullies you cuz he thinks its funny, chuuya swoops in to earn your trust. rinse and repeat. it might be out of true altruism on chuuyas part at first, but quickly devolves into more sinister intentions. I actually think this approach would probably kick dazai into gear a bit as the idea of darling liking chuuya more than him makes a cold dread settle into his bones. its a race for number one as dazai suddenly starts vying for your attention much like a child, with the hidden agenda of trying to rile chuuya up enough to get him to reveal the monster underneath the facade.

for mean chuuya… have you ever seen an old cartoon where two kids are fighting over a doll? and then start crying when they inevitably end up ripping it? yeah. both of them like you, neither one of them wants to actually admit this due to the fact they've convinced themselves they find you worthless and annoying up to this point, but they also don't want to give you up to the other. the tentative bond they formed from making fun of you together completely breaks in half as they become obsessed with winning, even if the prize is somewhat unclear. I think we get the concept of how DAZAI is mean by now, but chuuya is another beast. whereas dazai's cruelty, while unpredictable in method, is reliably consistent in intensity, motive, and frequency (up until his crush starts to muddle things); chuuya seemingly decides at random just how mean he intends to be and why. like, one day completely fucking up your given task only gets you jeered at and mocked, and the next making eye contact without permission gets you punched in the face. and some days he just acts like you don't exist no matter WHAT you do. hard to get a handle on, that one. he doesnt get "worse" when he realizes he likes you, just weird. like now he's a stereotypical romance anime tsundere about it. dork loser.

and uh, speaking of the doll ripping… if (when) dazai and mean!chuuya end up going too far… maybe they send you off on a mission that gets your kidnapped or almost killed… maybe one (or both) of them overestimate your resilience and give you an injury that cant be walked off… or maybe its just as little as noticing you're suddenly less combative and more timid towards them nowadays… you REALLY don't wanna know just how far they're willing to go to "make it up" to you. they might even work together on it, or maybe they'll try to sell the other one up the river and become your favorite. either way you're in for a ride. the idea of losing you will immediately make both of them drop all pretense, and what's underneath the "cruel, dismissive senior" act is NOT for the faint of heart.

- 🩹

honestly i think its likely they end up pairing up just bc these two seem to get a lot more done when working together lolol Hope this isnt too long :<

if chuuya decides to play the role of the good guy, it's mostly because he wants to piss off dazai, and maybe a little bit of sympathy knowing that you really stand no chance against your superior. the more dazai gets on his nerves, the more he stops by to check in on you, knowing it gets dazai all riled up and angry—but since he doesn't want you to know it bothers him, dazai's more likely to bottle up his frustration, and to chuuya it's hilarious. eventually though, you sort of...grow on him. there's something about your pitiful state after yet another one of dazai's stupid pranks or derogatory comments, something about the way you try to hide your eyes tearing up when you sense him coming behind you that stirs something in him. chuuya's fingers twitch at his side, wanting to reassure you. he wants to coo over you, like someone would to a whimpering puppy.

and suddenly, it doesn't matter if dazai gets mad—chuuya just wants to be there for you. if he learns that the cause of your sorrow is none other than dazai, chuuya's punches to him are more harder than usual, and there's something more hateful about the glare he seems to always have directed at the other. he tells you something embarrassing dazai has done in the past, helps you plan and carry out your little revenge, anything to make you feel even a little better. and the way you smiled up at him was worth all of it.

maybe chuuya convinces mori to let you come on missions with him more often; after all, it wasn't like dazai had some claim on you. he treasured the little moments together—the devious looks you'd share with him before a surprise attack, the delight in your eyes when you dig into the desserts he gets you, and even the way you seemed to dim a little when it was over and you had to go back to working under dazai. obviously, that meant you liked him more, right?

dazai catches on pretty quickly to this white knight act chuuya's got going on, and it really doesn infuriate him, chuuya acting as though he isn't just as bad as dazai. sure, he's all nice to your face, but only dazai's seen chuuya brutally beat up some other member of the pm for insulting you, and only he knows that chuuya sneaks into your room regularly. if all it took to win you over was a few sweet words and outings, dazai would have you eating out of his hand in a week.

it's overwhelming to go from your usual experiences with dazai to him suddenly all over you and bribing you with sweets and trips to the aquarium. it's even more confusing when you see chuuya fuming at the corner of the hall when dazai starts telling you about how terrible of a temper chuuya's got and how easily dazai tricked him before. he eagerly offers to show you exactly how scary chuuya can be when he's mad, and assures you that he has a much better grasp on his emotions compared to chuuya. it's crazy enough already without having them actually start to argue in front of you, but that's exactly where this leads.

now for mean chuuya...

initially, his whole attitude towards you is more of indifference, a little bit annoyed because if you want to make it in the pm, you'd need to get used to this sort of treatment quickly. sometimes, he might find your reactions to dazai's torment sort of amusing. eventually, he begins terrorizing you for the fun of it; messing with the files you're in charge of or insulting you to get beneath your skin (i seriously doubt he'd be as bad as dazai but i agree w the unpredictable thing. sometimes he's even nice to you)

oh...if they think you're getting distant for whatever reason, any previous semblance of privacy or personal space is shattered. chuuya bombards you with gifts sent to your apartment, dazai is all over you, chuuya makes it pretty obvious he's following you, and dazai in turn sticks to your side like glue.

eventually, their rivalry is garnering too much negative attention, which may push them to the idea of working together or their rivalry gets worse whichever works out is based on the circumstances, and possibly mori might have a say in it if he thinks that this is disrupting the workings of the pm too much. honestly. them working together might be the better option, since to a certain extent chuuya might be able to keep dazai in check. alone, they are unpredictable and uncontrollable.

#hghghg didnt add much to mean chuuya cos i think youve explored most of it already #anyways im very thankful for your asks here honestly gives me a good break from writing oneshots #but i still feel somewhat productive! #so thank you #yandere bsd #yandere x reader #yandere bungo stray dogs #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #ask 🐟 #anon 🐟 #bsd 🐟 #dazai 🩹 🐟 #dazai 🐟 #chuuya 🐟 #subordinate au 🐟 #yandere dazai #yandere chuuya

[joyboyish]

(me projecting onto luffy)

above all things, luffy loves.

he loves his crew

he loves aquatic animals, frogs, and bugs (especially beetles)

he loves sabo and ace

he loves being a pirate

luffy loves lots of things

but luffy has never been in love

the whole predicament started after leaving wano, when he saw nami reading a book. nami says it was about two women, one was a princess and the other was her knight, they fell in love but they couldnt date because they came from different backgrounds, and the princess was already engaged to a cruel prince from a far off country, where her knight wont be able to protect her.

"i dont get it" luffy says "why cant they love each other? if someone told me i cant love you id punch them"

to say namis jaw was on the floor was the understatement of the century

"luffy this is a different kind of love. " she starts "its like the love me and vivi have, i love her romantically.. we kiss each other and hold hands you know?"

"but i hold your hand when we go shopping on islands so i dont start trouble and i kiss everyone on the forehead after robin reads me and chopper bedtime stories"

nami sighs "luffy do you know the difference between platonic and romantic love?"

luffy thinks for a bit "i know that there is a difference, i just dont know what it is i guess.. i know nami and vivi have a different kinda relationship cuz nami told me but i dont know why its different."

nami sighs, remembering his reaction to finding out about her and vivis relationship "maybe you should ask someone else, i dont even know how to start explaining"

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luffy decides to go to robin. robin is wise and knows lotsa things. she'll know how to respond!

robin does not know how to respond.

"captain-san... have you ever been in love?" the archeologist asks

"nah" luffy giggles "sounds boring, i'd rather go on adventures shishishi"

robin takes a moment to consider this. luffy has always been a little dense romantically, there have been times where hes nearly walked in on intimate moments of the residents of various islands after they've saved them. he obviously knows what sex is considering how he laughs every time he hears the word but she's never heard him talk about wanting to have it. robin doesnt think she can even imagine luffy in a situation or a person hed want to even have sex with.. who could luffy even ask? jinbe would blush so hard he'd turn purple, brooks jaw might fall off, chopper is a reindeer, and franky might malfunction

"captain-san.. you should try asking cook-san, he talks about love frequently and may be better suited to answer this question" robin smiles

"shishishi youre so smart robin!"

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"sanji you've been staring at him for 5 minutes!" usopp sighed

"yeah sanji! and youre going to burn dinner!"

this seemed to snap him out of his little trance and get back to cooking

"so uh.. luffy what makes you ask that question" sanji manages to get out

luffy shrugs "forgot"

"w-well luffy! if you want to know what its like to fall in love maybe we should look at some past experiences!" usopp smiles "like... who was your first crush?"

"yeah thats a good idea!" luffy says "how do i know?"

sanji chokes a bit "wh-what do you mean how do you know?!"

"its ok! its ok!" usopp states "how about who youre attracted to? what gender do you see yourself settling down with"

"yeah, are you into girls, boys, both, other... the list goes on really" sanji says, deciding not to think too hard about luffys obliviousness

"i dont want to settle down! i want to go on adventures forever!" luffy declares

"well.. then who do you want to go on adventures with together? you can only pick one person!"

"hmm... i dont know usopp... i cant choose just one of you!! i love you all equally!"

"well... who do you want to be intimate with? like cuddling, kissing, sex and other things"

"i already cuddle with you guys on our sleep overs though? and i already told nami i kiss everyone on the forehead before bed!" luffy sighs "i dont get it!"

"thats ok! maybe youre just aroace" usopp says, stealing a bite of whatever sanji is cooking

"hey yeah, how havent we thought of that sooner?" sanji wonders, smacking usopps hand away

"huh? whats that?"

"just means youre not interested in being in a sexual or romantic relationship. nothin too strange"

"oh."

"oh?"

"i'll think about it" luffy says quietly

"yeah well while youre thinking about it go call zoro for dinner, he usually takes the longest" sanji huffs

"okay.."

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after climbing up to the crows nest to get zoro luffy knocks on the door

"hey zoro?"

"hm?" zoro says, opening his eye

"sanji says its almost time for dinner"

"whats wrong? usually youre excited for dinner"

"its nothin... i was asking 'round to find out what its like to be in love and usopp and sanji says i could be aroace or somethin.. said i might not have any of it or whatever. said i could just be one and be aro or ace... i cant be ace! ace is ace! i just wanted to find out what bein in love was like.. i dont wanna be alone while everyone else finds someone and leaves the crew..."

zoro laughs. he laughs hard.

"h-hey dont laugh at me! this is a big deal! i cant be pirate king without a crew!"

"sorry- sorry!" zoro breathes "i dont think you have to be too worried though"

"well i think i do!"

"hmm.. since nami started dating vivi has she loved you any less?" zoro asks

"well- no.. but-"

"you see? nami isnt going to leave ya just because shes dating vivi. she loves you the same, she just loves vivi differently"

"oh..."

"dont worry about it luffy.. even if everyone gets married they'll stay. and even if they dont i will. i will until the day one of us dies" zoro smiles at his best friend, letting him know hes intentions are genuine

"shishishishi zoro isnt as stupid as i thought"

"hu-? hey what?!"

"shishishi last one to dinner is a rotten egg!"

"hey thats cheating!"

#one piece #monkey d luffy #straw hat luffy #one piece strawhats #straw hat crew #monkey d. luffy #luffy #straw hat pirates #luffy centric #pirate hunter zoro #roronoa zoro #nami #cat burglar nami #nami one piece #one piece nami #op nami #straw hat nami #op zoro #roanoa zoro #one piece zoro #roranoa zoro #zoro #god usopp #one piece usopp #usopp #ussop #blackleg sanji #vinsmoke sanji #sanji vinsmoke #black leg sanji

[away-ward]

Headcanon!

One of the things that I like about Emory and Damon's relationship is that Damon did not and could not have much control over her, be it her mind, her heart or her body. Even after roughly knowing each others' pain and burying Natalya's body together, HE was the first one to be somewhat cordial to her (in his own weird way ofc), but Emmy still needed a lot of reassurance, readiness and trust to even be friendly towards Damon. In that hallway scene with Will and Damon, it was clear that she wanted Will, and we saw Damon has somewhat opened up to her and maybe even willing to share his bond with Will (because sex and being sexual were two of the main ways how he bonds with others), but it was Emmy that rejected that bond offer (is there a better term because idk if this makes sense 100%) because even after everything, it was not enough to convince her to trust him or will, or them both. I very much love this implication because when this happens, emmy was never described as rejecting them out of pride anymore, like she did to will in some scenes privately before, but mostly out of unreadiness. Other than that, It could also mean that she probably wasnt willing to settle down through this kind of bond with these two specific people, when there were so many other immaturity, big and little issues as well as miscommunications that were not solved between all of them, so they just cannot dive together (like how Damon, Will and Winter did).

Emory Scott always expected more for and from them and everyone (as she fucking should) and not even the horsemen were exempted from this. Emory is the kind of person that don't do casual relationships, but also don't easily take people into their lives just because she doesnt want to feel alone, and not even after everything, could Damon or Will have anything of her and I like that. Not in the sense where "oh yeah these guys are not going to get everything they wanted", but in the sense where this is the first book in the series where the FMC was actively setting her boundaries and making sure that other MMCs know her expectations from them and that this is not just their world, but it's also hers. So no matter if theyre God, the President, Damon Torrance, Will Grayson or the Horsemen, if they cannot offer her something specific that she can logically respects, needs and wants, they still are not much worth to her life, and dont really bring anything much to her table. Each one of them needs to work for the other's respect, Emory herself included, so they needed to work harder to be better themselves as an individual and as friends or family members, rather than just share a few sad scenes and then have impromptu sex with each other, then POOF, expect everything to be magically solved. This was at least, what I think people like Emory would rationale her actions in that situation. The kind of trust she expected was probably something that should come from a place of sincerety, kindness, care and patience, and not some impatient, cheap and shallow view of each other, especially not when they were all still so young and she was so highly dependent on her abusive brother, and believed that no one could and would want to share her burden with her.

So thats why, I think this might also be one of the traits that Damon might appreciate about Emmy the most (among many others), because he knew he cant just get away with anything with her, but also knew that she wont vilify him wrongly based on rumours and for something that could have justifiable cause for his actions, especially after fact checking with others. Emory could be distrustful to others, but when she trusts someone, she is a very loyal person and she always got many solid reasons to trust them too, not just some surface level kind of trust, and some reasons might even be weird as fuck (usually personal), just because she could put her emotional side and be rational in certain situations like these, even when no one else can seem to understand her reasons. She also understand the difference between wants and needs, personal vendetta and circumstances etc., and when to prioritise which to deal with her situation at hand (interestingly, despite her not always agreeing with her own words and actions), and many other complicated and nuanced isues, so she is usually ahead of others when it comes to thinking maturely and critically. We know by now that Thinking maturely and critically in a very tough situation are not really the best traits shown by the horsemen or some of their wives, at least, not all the time, so this convinces me even more that as much as Emory needs them to safely be innocent, wildly and freely let go, and be whoever she had always wanted to be, they too needed someone like her to ground them back to reality and pop their Thunder-Bay-People bubble, like what Alex said in Nightfall during their first meeting. When you think about this more right, as a family, they all really did balance each other out.

Emory and Damon's relationship is definitely the first relationship that Damon had to work for with someone outside of his friend group, a relationship that he cant always control or indulge in whenever he wants. It had to come from a lot of anticipated mutual respect, and a good amount of approriateness of whats right and whats wrong. If not, he wouldnt have apologised to her about burning the previous gazebo. Building the new gazebo might not just be about emory, but also for will, and him standing up for her in the train might be because he could also understand how lonely it was to not having any allies in hideaway and kill switch + a sense of understanding, trust and loyalty from their similar pain and that Natalya burial. However, Damon by that point, other than wanting the best for Will, which means Emory scott will be their family sooner or later- Damon himslef, had no solid need to apologise to her at all for that gazebo burning, even on the behalf of will. Of course, he was partly guilty, but he didnt have to feel the NEED to apologise, like he didnt feel the need or regret for a lot of his past crimes and faults. But the fact that this was one of the things that he brought up to her, after many things that he did regret and didnt regret, he probably had given it some thought about how that couldve impacted her. He was already mature enough by then to understand the gravity of the gazebo burning, and how they did fucked up a gazebo of an innocent girl, just because their friend was rejected and "abandoned". The gazebo that she studiously work all by herself with no one else's help!

Damon also probably understood the kind of person Emory was and the kind of relationship that she expected all those years ago now, especially after not betraying him about Natalya and Banks, and even telling him that she needs to tell Will about it, because imagine if this was Rika or Kai, they probably wouldve used this as a leverage to fuck with him. After maturing, instead of having the narrative of Emory were always just a prideful person (before the locker scene), he probably understood her personality even clearer now, especially after working with her for years, and see that it was never personal to her, and it was just her setting boundaries out of self-respect, (as she should have). Thats why, i dont think there have to be any other words necessary exchanged between them by the end of Nightfall. I believe, out of the many friendships, theirs is a solid one from the start till the end because a lot of their moments in their relationship came from mutual respect, unexpected kindness, sincerety, and loyalties so they'll just be like those friends who saw different facades of the other from the rest of the world, and will have each others' back in an approriate amount. Not always enabling, but not always judging either, and i think their friendship and partnership, if pd did explore more of it, would be a natural friendship where no matter how long the other took to match their pace in life or weird the circumstances was, they could actually get along with each other even outside of the horsemen, because at the core theyre very similar, but with very different trajectory of life, so for lot of the things that they had to work with, they could agree on a lot of the same values in their work and life.

I might looked into their relationship a bit too much, but it's because i found them so different yet so similar, they're like foils to each other, thats why their friendship could work well. What do you think?

Oooh I like this this kind of talk. And I really think there’s some merit to your HCs!

Damon was definitely making a point in the school scene with Will and Emory, but I never considered the idea that he was offering something to Emory. I had interpreted this scene as a message for Will – a signaling that Damon was accepting their relationship. I mean, I know he wanted Emory to see them, to know what they were about and see what she would do with it - reject or accept them. I still never thought it was for her and not Will. But you might be absolutely right. I mean, you are correct that he bonds with people through sex, so maybe this was him reaching out to her.

I do think that Damon respected Emory regardless of her rejection. When she didn’t give in to his manipulations – either her body or her mind, she showed him what she was made out of, and I’m not sure how often he found people who could resist him that so thoroughly. He hated her for what she did to Will after prison (in his interpretation, things are done to them), but before that he respected her.

I had considered her reasons for rejecting Will in that moment was her not wanting to bring him into her life. I think she was scared and too stubborn to go back on what she had already committed to. Still, there is an argument to be made that she was really scared of what joining them could mean for her. Scared of what it opened her up to and revealed about herself. At the same time, they weren’t good enough for her. She was committed to getting out of Thunder Bay, but Thunder Bay was their playground. They weren’t going to leave, at least not for long. And Will, as he was then, would drag her down and keep her under him, and Damon would have help him.

Everything you said about Emory having standards and boundaries that she demanded be respected is so accurate and I love you for saying it. I absolutely love this:

The kind of trust she expected was probably something that should come from a place of sincerety, kindness, care and patience, and not some impatient, cheap and shallow view of each other, especially not when they were all still so young and she was so highly dependent on her abusive brother, and believed that no one could and would want to share her burden with her.

Couldn’t have said it better myself.

Emory isn’t quite to give her trust, but once she does, she does it completely. So solid.

as much as Emory needs them to safely  be innocent, wildly and freely let go, and be whoever she had always wanted to be, they too needed someone like her to ground them back to reality and pop their Thunder-Bay-People bubble like what Alex said in Nightfall during their first meeting. When you think about this more right, as a family, they all really did balance each other out.

(I had to find the scene you were talking about. Thanks for bringing it out! Love that someone – even though it was Alex – said this to Emory)

And The GAZEBO! Idk if it’s like this for anyone else, but hearing Damon apologize for the gazebo, for not trying harder to stop Will, did so much for me. Going back and reading that scene, with the new information of what Damon and Emory went through, why Damon would want to stop it really…just. I can’t articulate it!

But like… the idea that Damon didn’t want Will to burn it because he knew

Will would regret it.

It would hurt Em, who he didn’t feel deserved to be hurt at that point.

Like, he was really trying to look out for both parties in that case. And the fact that he regretted not trying harder! That he counted that as a failing on his part! Enough to make it up to her and Will by building the gazebo? Because he didn’t make any money on that. That wasn’t a job. He took the little time he had as a new father and starting a company, developing a new skill, found her plans and said i'm going to do this. Because, yeah sure Will would like it went he got back from traveling, but I also struggled with that being Damon’s only motivation. Somewhere along the way, Damon’s feelings for Emory had to have shifted away from “She hurt Will so she will pay” to “She did what she had to” and that means so much to me. One of the first people Damon starts to forgive (?) is Emory.

Okay… look. I have very normal feelings about the gazebo.

And yeah, I agree that him standing up for her on the train was more about him understanding what it’s like to be Public Enemy number 1 to these people and to also know… they’ve forgiven worse things. He’d done far worse things to them that Emory ever could, so maybe dial it back, guys?

But going back to what I said before, for most of the books, the main problem seems to be that these boys interpret things as happening to them, and not a result of their actions or a series of decisions or because bad things happen sometimes and there’s no one to blame (I mean, they are also right -- Evans' was something that happened to them, but that's the beside the point. Not everything is a conspiracy to hurt them). For Damon to be the one that learned that lesson first, and having to remind Kai and Michael that what happened with Emory wasn’t about Will or them in general, is big. He was essentially saying they're only mad because they view themselves as the heros, when in reality, he knew that they were just by-standers in Emory’s story.

Another thing I didn’t doubt was the bond between Damon and Emory at the end of NF (it’s only now that I’m realizing I didn’t even thing to put them on the poll. I’m sorry. They deserve the attention.). It’s obvious from the scenes they share they’re going to have something special, different from what they share with the others. At the same time, Damon being the favorite means he’s going to have a special and unique relationship with all of the characters. It’s unavoidable.

But I specifically love their bond.

I believe, out of the many friendships, theirs is a solid one from the start till the end because a lot of their moments in their relationship came from mutual respect, unexpected kindness, sincerety, and loyalties so they'll just be like those friends who saw different facades of the other from the rest of the world, and will have each others' back in an approriate amount. Not always enabling, but not always judging either

Yeah exactly. I don’t believe there’s any room for judgement between them. There’s too much understanding and insight and kindness and respect for them to judge the other. To even want to. They are very similar people.

New thought: if Will is Alex’s reflection, is Damon Emory’s??

I come alive for this kind of discussion. I don’t think you’re looking into their relationship too much. I think of all the friendships in the group, Damon and Emory’s has the most to inspect and analyze. There’s so many layers to the way they interact with each other, between their shared background, their bonds with Will, they’re approach to the world. But they’re also different enough to hold each other to a higher standard, which we need from friends.

Like you said earlier in your comment, Emory expected more from them, and that included Damon. But no one expected anything good from Damon, and he played into that. Sort of like “you think I’m bad, but I can be so much worse” almost? And here Emory comes, not accepting it, not playing into it. It leaves him with nothing to hide behind, and forces him to reveal a little of himself.

There’s so much here to look at and dig into, and I know I’m not skilled enough to be right about everything (or most things), but there’s also so many directions to take this in that make it fun.

All I can say is, Damon and Emory ftw

#asked and answered #devil's night series stuff #damon torrance #emory scott #my hc #head canons #asked and answered 54

[delusionalmultifandomwriter]

I have a request if you would,Ethan Choi met and spent time with Connor Rhodes when he was on leave between deployments. They didn't stay in contact for years until Rhodes got rolled with the patient on season 1. This is the backstory, and you write what you think and feel should happen next.

I love this one :)

Requested?: Yes!!

Ethan Choi & Connor Rhodes

I kinda want to write a sequel for this (and maybe a prequel?) so let me know if you would like to read that!

The breakroom was silent during the night except for the TV playing a zoo soap in the background. Dr. Choi sat on the couch, resting his eyes for a few minutes. After this wild day, he needed a few minutes before he got paged again.

Connor entered the room and headed over to the coffee maker. Ethan looked up at him and observed him for a few seconds. The young surgeon definitly made an impression when he entered the ED this morning, performing CPR half-sitting on a patient and his arms covered in blood up to his shoulders.

"You have to push both buttons simultaniously." Ethan said from the couch as he spotted the younger doctor struggeling to get the coffee maker going. Connor looked up, looking at the other doctor sitting on the couch. "Right. Okay. Thanks."

"Yeah, the machine is a little shitty." Ethan got up and took a cup from the cupboard. "Its just what we get in the ED."

As the other man leaned against the counter, Connor studied him from the side. "Are you from Chicago?" He asked. Ethan nodded. "Yeah. Born here and came back after military deployment."

"I think we know eachother." Connor said suddenly, before he took a long sip from his coffee. Ethan looked up and scanned the other man in front of him. "Really?"

"Yeah. We met a few years ago. You were on leave from deployment and i came into that diner after a dinner with my father that went downhill." Ethan nodded slowly while the memory crept back into his mind.

"Oh my god, yes, i remember. We drank too much coffee together and i cried to you about my girlfriend." Ethan said with a sheepish smirk. Connor chuckled and nodded. "Have you figured yourselves out?" Ethan rolled his eyes. "We broke up years ago. Nothing left to save." Connor nodded empathetically.

"But you grew a few inches ever since, right? You were tiny back then." He said smiling. Connor chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. "I was not tiny. But yeah, the last growth spurt hit me shortly after. I never thought we would meet again."

"Me neither. Look at us, we indeed both became doctors. Thats not too shabby." Ethan said with a half-serious smirk. The other man nodded and laughed.

"Can i ask: how did the military treat you?" Connor asked as he finally stopped grinning. Ethan shrugged. "It's the military. It is what it is." Connor nodded slowly but decided to drop the topic. Not something you ask during the first meet-again. He sat back down on the couch, while Ethan started filling his cup with coffee.

"Did you get rid of your dad?" Connor leaned his head against the backrest and groaned. "He is living and his assistent is calling me every three months."

"The infamous Cornelius Rhodes cant even call his own son himself?And you still came back to Chicago?" Ethan asked with a frown. "Yeah. I dont know. Probably should have settled down in Saudi-Arabia as a plastic surgeon and make a ton of money." Connor laughed half-heartedly. "But i started to miss this place."

"Hair transplantation and nose jobs for the rest of your life?" Ethan headed over to the couch and nudged Connor teasingly. "You didnt become a trauma surgeon to listen to people crying about balding, did you?" Connor sighed. "Probably not."

"Come on, heads up. Chicago has more to offer then your dad. And the hospital staff is very nice." Ethan said encouraging. "Yeah, i havent gotten around much yet. But the staff seems very nice. Although i think i annoyed Dr. Halstead already." Connor sighed.

Ethan smiled at him. " That's just Dr. Halstead, he is always a little skeptical with new colleagues. But maybe i could invite you out on a drink after work?" He suggested. "The Molly's is down the street, thats were all the med staff normally goes for a drink."

Connor thought for a moment but nodded and a faint smile crept up on his face. "Sounds good, i would love that. And i would love to catch up with you."

#my writing #chicago med #chicago med fanfiction #chicago med fanfic #connor rhodes #ethan choi #meet again #oneshot #requested #requests open #new fic?

[martian-writes]

How do you sleep?

Based on:

Hear me out! I have a thought! Its a little angst so trust me yeah?!

"Izuku!" Shoto calls stumbling after the greenette who just admitted to cheating.

See Shoto had an inkling, Izuku was distant but he wasnt unhappy in fact. Izuku seemed to glow and Shoto knew he had no part in making Izuku look like that.

But it is one thing to have a thought, a theory, an idea.

And

It is another to have all that you thought be confirmed.

Shoto has never been wrong in his whole life but he wishes he were right now.

"Izuku please" Shoto grabs his hand and Izuku turns to look at him "We can fix this Izuku"

Izuku will never understand how someone could be so beautiful when they cry. But here's Shoto looking like an angel.

Here is Shoto crying over him. Izuku cant keeo hurting him like this so he has to leave.

It's time.

Izuku pulls his hand away and cups the dual-haired males cheek and he leans into the touch

"We cant. Its not you. Its me. Im not happy here anymore" Izuku says

"But why? Why? Was i bad to you?"

Izuku chuckles "Not at all. But i was never fulfilled Shoto."

Izuku never thought of himself as cheater. He resisted temptations until his bones ached, till he could no longer lie to himself of his desire.

He never meant to hurt Shoto but he did and thats something Izuku will forever live with.

Izuku is tainted and he refuses to taint n hurt Shoto any longer.

"Izuku" Shoto sniffles "I love you"

Izuku smiles, its small and he presses their foreheads together "I know"

The sound of motocycle pulling up outside the house, pulls Izuku away from him.

"I have to go"

Shoto grips Izuku's hands "Stay please. W-we'll pretend this never happened i-"

Izuku cuts him off "we cant. I cant pretend anymore Shoto. Im not in love with you anymore"

Izuki adjusts the duffle on his shoulder "Im sorry. So sorry. I never ever meant to hurt you and i did"

Izuku takes a deep breath "I cant stay"

With that Izuku walks out the house with Shoto tailing behind him sobbing.

"I-if you get on that bike and leave I'll never forgive you" Shoto sobs

Izuku stops and turns "I wont be asking for forgiveness"

Izuku walks toward the bike

"Hey baby you ready?" Katsuki says pecking Izuku lips

"Always"

Katsuki puts Izuku's bag away in the compartment and hands him, his helmet. Once Izuku settles behind him, Katsuki pulls his helmet on, just as he is about to pull off Shoto shouts

"How do you sleep at night?! Knowing you ruined my relationship?!"

Katsuki looks over his shoulder "Like a baby"

Katsuki slaps his visor down and speeds off as Shoto drops to his knees in his front yard.

Katsuki hadnt meant to be smug but it couldnt be helped He found his soulmate and he'd be damn if he let anyone or anything stop him from being with Izuku.

End 🧡💚

#bkdk #angst #cheating #writers #Spotify #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #drabble

[r-ando-m-w-rite-r]

Random Apex Bloopers

im bored so here u go

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*mirage walks into cryptos apartment*

mirage: hey old man...?

*sees crypto and caustic on the ground playing with toy cars*

*looks up* crypto: oh, uh, hey witt..

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bloodhound: why is it that attracted you to me?

*fuse hugs bloodhound from behind and nestles his head between their shoulder and their head*

fuse: because, silly, i love you...and your cooking...

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*loba sees bangalore with valkyrie, theyre talking*

loba: oh, look at my darlings, so cute together

*takes step away from bangalore* valkyrie: ew no!

bangalore: yeah, ew, who would like this ching chong alcoholic?

valkyrie: hey, that was too far

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crypto: shield cells here

*wattson picks them up*

wattson: t-thanks

crypto: a-anytime

*begin to stare at each other before wattson turns away and blushes*

*wraith standing a little distance away, completely confused about what just happened*

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seer: what shall we eat tonight, compadre?

*octane jumps on his shoulder, and seer grunts*

octane: oooh, oooh! i know, obi! takeout! takeout!

seer: silvia, down

*octane hops off and hangs his head like a sad puppy*

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*rampart as she screws in a loose bolt near octanes hip*

rampart: damn kid, what do you do to yourself to get like this?

octane: well, i mean, im all for the danger *pause* and obi is pretty rough

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*bang*

lifeline: what the hell?

*more bangs*

horizon: oh, thats just my neighbor maggie, shes actually quite nice once you get to know her-

*there is a smash and then a scream, and lifeline bewilderingly looks to horizon, who has a doubtful look on her face*

horizon: well, i mean, her first name is mad, after all

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*mirage walking down the hallway with vantage*

*pathfinder suddenly pops around the corner* pathfinder: hello friends!

*vantage jumps slightly and mirage screams like a girl, diving behind vantage*

mirage: get that thing away from me!

*pathfinders monitor portrays a question mark as he approaches vantage and peers behind her* pathfinder: i didnt mean to startle you-

*mirage sees him and screams like a girl again, running off* 

pathfinder: uh...

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ash: why are you still following me?

revenant: because i can

*ash sighs, annoyed*

ash: i told you awhile ago to get lost

*snickers* revenant: so what? its not like youre gonna do anything-

*in one swift motion, ash has him pinned to the ground, sword pressed to his neck, face inches from his*

*chuckles* revenant: perfect. just the reaction i wanted

*ash blinks twice before growling and standing back up, marching off*

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gibby: wassup my bruddah?

*mirage sighs and gibby takes a seat beside him*

gibby: cmon witt, you can tell me anything

mirage: well you see...*hesitates before sighing again* oh fine, i just cant pull 

*gibby snorts and mirage looks over at him angrily as he begins laughing*

*gibby pats mirage on the back hard, wiping away his tears with his other hand* gibby: oh, elliot *chuckling* get used to it

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rampart: ay, give me a hand, will ya?

*looks away from the image of seer on the screen of the tv nearby* catalyst: oh yeah, sorry, just got into a daze

rampart: is it that seer again? 

*sighs* catalyst: how did you know?

rampart: well one, you were staring at him on the news there. two, dont let him get to your head, hun

*growls* catalyst: how am i supposed to ignore the man who stole my planet from me, stole my freedom, stole my livelihood? 

*she kicks a toolbox, which shakes slightly before settling once more*

*smirks* rampart: well, he sure seems to be harder to ignore for other reasons, too

*blushes* catalyst: i already told you, i dont like him. plus, you know who my real love is, and shes gone

*holds up hands* rampart: ay, i never said you liked him. but im just saying, i have a feeling that someone may be a little attracted..

*scoffs* catalyst: well, your guess is wrong. he is dead to me, and i hope he does end up dead

*catalyst then turns and storms out, blushing madly and unable to say anything further*

rampart: hey, what about helping me out?

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*newcastle humming as he walks down the hallway*

newcastle: *sings under his breath* good morning usa...

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*octane impatiantly bouncing up and down outside of the fitting room*

octane: chicaaaa cmon i want to gooooo-

*he whines but then abruptly shuts up as wattson slips out in a tight bikini, almost all skin showing*

*blushing profoundly* wattson: well, what do you think? does it fit?

*pauses, unable to comprehend* octane: y-y-yes chica, lovely...

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thats all for now, tell me if i should do more

#apex shorts #apex bloopers #funny apex #all apex legends #serious and funny #part 2? #thx for reading

[wisdominfumbling]

Taking accountability over actions.

My parents have always told me life is all about making desitions and hopefully making the right ones.. Now my dad specifically tells me that more importantly life is about making the wrong ones and learning from that. Learning from the pain, the suffering, the shame, the loneliness, the anxiety and so much more. At frist I didn´t understand when he would say that

¿Why would my own father want me experiencing those feelings?

Later on in life I have found the answer, cause he loves me and he wants me to be happy and life a full life, be a complete woman and in order for me to be that I have to have awful days and weeks, hopefully not months and years but you never know. Now I thought I knew what heartache felt like, a breakup, love related feelings but the truth is I have never been in love, never felt true relationship like love, out of my mind Romeo and Juliet love. I know guys have I´ve been with have felt that for me but I have never been able to reciprocate. ¿Why? I have a short (but still important) list of reasons:

Im immature, somehow I still believe in the perfect guy. tall, handsome (not pretty), smart, loyal, funny, pro family, respectful, athelic, good in bed, manly. And I blame my dad for that, he has always shown me that I deserve the world and the best and that everyone is replaceable and when someone doesn´t fit into one of those requirements I should leave. now the problem is that it really shouldn´t be like that. Im not telling you to settle for something lower but I am saying that some things can be fixed and you should focus on the core of the person. most important is that they have to be loyal, tall, pro family, have a job and respectful. the rest can be altered, I can style him better, cut his hair different, send him to the gym, show him tricks in bed. not so important things but the core should be top requirements for a boyfriend.

I only know how to obsess with guys, dont know how to love them.

Im scared of commitment, Im terrified of telling them everything and then im this vulnerable person and they´ll maybe do the same to me.

Im insecure, physically. im always gonna be comparing to other women specially the cute, thin, blonde ones. I always find them more feminine, prettier.

If there are more reasons.. i forgot them.

The point is, due to those reasons im not able to be in a relationship only situationships work until they start getting serious and i dip or do something to fuck everything up. And thats exactly what i did, if i can give you good and simple advice.. DO NOT DATE YOUR FRIENDS FRIENDS.. EVER. yes it can go really well but it also can go REALLY bad. and you dont want to go there, im telling you.

I was going out with my boy bestfriend´s friend, all good, he had more interest in me than i had in him, he asked me out we went out a couple times on dates, i stayed over at his house, all good (kinda, im not gonna get into the werid stuff that pulled me away) but even after i posted him on my story and people saw us out and about, i still got some dms of guys i used to talk to (and fuck) wanting to see me and stuff. This specific guy im kinda obsessing with dmed me and we talked. my situationship saw and yeah. so basically im a cheater, i fucked up and its been like a month and a half and i still cant get over it. i have so much guilt evenm tho my friends forgave me ? and told me i had nothing to worry about i still worry. i feel bad. i saw this great guy that cared for me, crying in his bed, asking me again and again why did i do it and i just didnt have a good honest answer to give him cause honestly i would end up causing more damage.

A month and a half and already fucked another person, I have been on a couple dates but i just cant seem to replace him yet. which is funny cause when we were a thing it seemed pretty easy to replace him. im also lazy cause if i wanted to be with the guy im obsessing with i could just take the metro and be there in a hour. maybe i feel guilty about seeing him too. fuck i feel guilty about seeing my friends too. i have only told three friends, my bestie that i called him the same day it happened and he helped me out a little but hes a guy so he didnt get it as much, my other guy friend and he was sweeter and told me to not worry and that everyone fucks up at a certain time but as long as i knew that it was wrong it was okay and that he had done much worse, and my other friend shes a girl so she understood better and was very sweet about it, i think they´re being sweet with me is because im the youngest and they can see the shame and the regret in my face everytime they see me.

I know that i shouldve been more straightforward and direct and just told him that i could not give him a relationship at the moment but i just didnt wanna lose on any side. i wanted to have him while having another other and not having any kind of limitation or whatever. I understand thats not how life works but sometimes i fool myself into believing that the universe loves me so mcuh that i get this "im gonna look the other way" treatment. i hope i can feel better now and start moving on with my life, i cannot be stuck on this for any longer. i know he is not stuck and i also know that we will see each other eventually and i want him to see me normal, even if i was the one that fucked up i dont want him to see me that affected.

#growing up #relationship #friendship #friends #love #self love #toxic relationship #toxic people #struggle #confusion #abandonment #growing pains #growth #understanding #perseverance #growing #gratitude #experience #wisdom #knowledge #childhood

[lightadarttomendyourheart]

i came here to write about jake but i dont think i want to. and i wasn't going to write that i miss him or im sad. the exact opposite actually. i thought to myself today, i dont even miss him. like at all. im not sad. at all. it's perplexing. we dated for almost 3 years and im happy. im at peace with the choices i've made. i haven't even kept myself super busy. i probably havent really let myself think about certain things too deeply, but also why should i? i made my choice and i dont want to look back.

im talking to new guys on dating sites. yeah its fucking shit, but theres one guy im actually really excited to meet. it could go south so quickly and i might not even end up meeting him cause thats how these things work 80% of the time. and im honestly not even sure ill like him when i do meet him. he seems uptight lol. but he knows A&B. he listens to group therapy and nora en pure's podcast. which is so refreshing, to talk to someone who's not a raver dude but likes anjuna. he's got a serious career. idk how he feels about cats.. but either way. its going well so far. and its not like im looking to get into another serious relationship right away. but its nice. im excited to be single and go on dates, good or bad, and just live my life. make personal connections with guys. have SEX. god i need sex.

every time ive been in edmonton while jake and i were dating i missed him so much. i never miss him on my trips, but here was always different. this time, i really dont. of course i think of him and i hope he's enjoying his time back home with his family. but i also have no interest in knowing what he's doing. cause its probably some fucked up shit tbh lol.

i think ive really turned a corner in my life. ive never ever been this happy after a breakup. i also have never been the one breaking up when ive been in longterm or serious or super in love in relationships. this is new territory. it feels healthy. makes me think and believe jake and i were never gonna work out. but i kind of knew that the last couple months of our relationship. i fell out of love. it's real. it's a thing that actually happens. i really didn't think it did. i thought once youre in love with someone, that's it. you never fall out of love. and honestly, with charlie and especially ryan, i'll always have a soft spot in my heart for them. but i can see myself completely moving on from jake and never giving him a second thought. well, i settled. it was never passionate. jake also never hurt me like they did. but i cant believe that that kind of love only comes from hurt. because i know before all the hurt how deeply in love i was with them.

well, here's to a new year. a new city. a new job. a new chapter.

#personal

[icecreamkink]

im very aware that when people rec sports media by saying things like 'you dont need to like sports at all!!' what it usually means is 'enjoying this sport will actively get in the way of liking this media' and its fine. ok. but like. People Who Self Proclaimedly Don't Like Sports

for fucks sake stop saying that ted lasso is Actually a good and competent coach bc he ✨ Cares ✨ . one, not enough and two. he is actually really fucking not; gonna put this under a cut and its kinda negative beware etc

yeah the premise of the show is 'haha american dude doesn't know what hes doing' i know, and football isnt the point, i know, but its. you have to admit at some point that ted lasso wants to have it both ways; it wants the haha what Is football and it wants to defend teds coaching style bc he is a kind person. bc he knows how to bring people out of their shell on a personal level. and thats great.  there is a discussion in the fandom whether caring abt winning is or isn't more important than caring for the people on the team in professional sports, or if ted is or isnt a good coach bc hes not v confrontational, and in my view these are not issues at all. however what everyone seemingly ignores is that-

ted is and continues to be for the entire show, HUGELY incompetent and ignorant, just, completely ignorant of anything regarding football, by his own constant admission, and he never cares to or bothers to learn. anything, at all. at any point. no, his kindness is NOT enough to make him a competent professional. no, his mental struggles dont explain why he is uninterested in doing his job. not only that, his disregard with understanding what the fuck it is hes doing at all is actually a pretty big hole in the 'caring' and even the 'underestimated' characterization of teds. like, people claim he's helping the athletes "on and off the field" but thats not true; he's only helping them off the field. ted does shit all to help them on the field, shit all, even his match choices, like benching jamie and starting with roy, are personal decisions thinking about them off the field. but a team of professionals and a club that employs dozens more people than ted lasso portrays depends on him and the narrative seems not to realize this. this is their livelihoods, not a footy camp for children. giving them books is great, but its not a substitute to knowing even the basics of whats at stake , like relegation, for example and i cant get over how many people found this blatant ignorance cute.

the fact that at episode 8 ted doesn't know what relegation is; that months into the job we're still having 'what is offside lollol' jokes; the fact that on the day richmond is going to play everton, he has no idea they haven't won against everton in decades, which means he hasnt reasearched everton at all. that only the day before a match against man city , only then teds gonna bother with gameplan strategies, meaning, again, he didnt research their oponent at all even though its a crucial game and man city is a technically much superior team that would demand careful tactic to beat; the fact he sees that nate, a kit man, has some tactical understanding and then just settles with relying on him alone, not even like, getting someone else to exchange ideas and train nate as a coach, just 'sure this'll do'. (there is also the fact that richmond is illogically understaffed and it bothers me like an itch, but like. its a show, alright, whatever)

these are jokes, yeah, but they're also ted being bad at his job. he has not done the minimum, really not even the bare minimim amount of research. he doesn't get familiar with the game, he doesn't understand positions, tactics, rules, plays, he doesn't know football history, he doesn't research the oponents, he doesn't even know how the league works! again, that's months into his position; the fact on the last episode of season one, after training Richmond for half a season, on the brink of relegation, ted is still fucking telling rebecca he doesn't know anything. as if he doesn't have not only the ability, opportunity but also the obligation of yknow. reasearching. getting informed. doing his job. care, since ppl love to talk about how much he cares. the idea that ted can care about the players as people while at the same time apparently not giving a fuck abt understanding what theyre all doing here is a huge, gaping logical hole in ted lasso's writing; before analyzing whether or not ted is a pushover, whether or not teds too passive, whether or not hes too non competitive, whether his positivity is good or bad, we have to ignore the fact this show actually tried to get away with 'nate and roy (both inexperienced too btw) take care of pesky game strategy, performance analysis, a team training and ted, the manager, only takes care of the players hearts <3' as if thats not only fair, but a good thing. he is utterly uninterested in half of his job, and that makes him a bad professional (and contradictingly selfish, too);   and 'oh football isnt the point' simply doesnt cut it for me. its lazy, and its annoying.

AND. for the record . i think ted lasso misses gigantic comedic and storytelling opportunities by doing this. teds clueless fish out of water self would be a lot more endearing and a lot more interesting and a lot funnier if it came up when hes researching his job, being interested in it, learning about it instead of being passively told these things and continuing to ignore them. rebecca being frustrated that her plan is shaking bc ted is willing to do the work and step up to his role would have been so much more effective than her being stumped bc hes just so aw shucks nice, period. they couldve shown that ted isnt just kind, but responsible, self aware, caring. it definitely would've helped with the show not feeling slimily 'usamericans come to teach meanie brits how to Lowve and to show how their outlook on life is Better' at times ( which was thankfully made more complicated in s2, but its still kind of there in the story tbh). there are endless hilarious football drama that they couldve used or brought up. there are so many storytelling opportunities to be found within matches. many more and more interesting contrasts as to how the popular sports in the us work vs how football works. football has an extremely unique relationship with people (in good and bad ways) and the show baaarely touches on that. like fucking hell we never even see the secondary characters that we assume are passionate so much as watch a match.

So. for the love of god. and i say all this as someone who did enjoy ted lasso, if mostly isolated episodes or storylines. stop saying ted is a good coach. he might be a good friend, a good influence, a good motivational speaker, tocador de pandeiro. a good pov character. but he is really not a good coach, much less a good manager, and thats a very valid criticism of the show

#i even wonder if this will come up in s3 #what with nate being their most important tactician and ted and beard not knowing much #and both roys lack of experience and possible emotional issues #but for that to happen the show would have to be self aware about it and i really dont think they are #sigh #ted lasso has great characters and v interesting mental illness rep and dynamics and manages to complicate their after school special #vibes in interesting ways in s2 #but football isnt only not the point its unimportant and uncared for in the show and thats . shitty honestle #its just obvious this show is penned by and for usamericans at the end of the day #and its really not abt the show needing to be all abt football #im not even getting into how wildly illogically understaffed richmond is and the fact they seemingly dont have a medical staff and how we #dont see any matches and how the training scale and exercises are wrong and how they never talk abt defense and how they talk abt individua #individual plays as if their game strategies #and how they dont train new techniques #i accept all of that #and again. i LIKED ted lasso i did but its just. fucks sake sometimes yknow #i really dont know why western media has so much issue with integrating sports dynamics with interpersonal arcs #sports anime is in general so much better at it #what goes on #and yknow its funny cause im really not that much of a footy fan #but whenever i see ppl being like 'its not abt football at all and thats why its great' i wanna kick some shins #ted lasso negative #i guess #m. #ted lasso

[bunnywritesmarvel]

“you look good with my hands around your throat” from the subtle prompts list for Matt Murdock, but for more of an innocuous set up imagine like- how Matt hears/feels singing? Like he’d be able to feel singing technique and his partner lets him try to feel it out more but obviously he doesn’t see it, he just notices how flustered they are. He does the- the- the you know- the head tilt with that smirk and- man. This prompt list goes hard

-🌿

ok i got a little carried away with this one but as a musician, i definitely felt inclined to write this and be a lil self indulgent with it LMAO

i also went ahead and closed my asks so i can answer the rest of these through out the week without spamming too much or letting my inbox get too full bc that easily overwhelms me and i think the amount i have rn is perfect!

matthew was always so enamored with your voice. it was partially what drew him so close to you- that and the fact that foggy’s heart rate had never sped up so fast before. hell, even karen’s heart fluttered when you first walked into josie’s bar.

you and your band had taken your time setting up, going through a short sound check and some rearranging of the stage before you stepped up to the mic. you gathered the attention of everyone to introduce each of your band members and yourself before starting on the first song. a few covers and a few original songs were played before your set was over and matt couldnt help but feel disappointed it was over so fast.

the whole bar seemed to be in love with you and it was lucky on his part that you suddenly appeared next to him to order a cocktail. he started talking before he even realized it.

“you guys sounded great up there, especially the lead.” he grinned, turning to face you a little more comfortably.

“oh, thank you!” he could hear the flutter in your heart as you looked at him.

“are you the lead? i uh… i cant exactly tell.” he laughed, waving his hand in front of his face for emphasis.

you giggled and nodded, taking your drink and stealing the seat next to him. “yeah, thats me! most people think addison is the lead since she plays the guitar. theres not a lot of lead bassists out there.”

the conversation had flowed smoothly, leading to him buying you another cocktail- your favorite, a salty dog, one he had never heard of but was inclined to try if it meant meeting up with you again. numbers were exchanged and a date had been set for next week by the end of the night.

he replayed that night at the bar as he listened to you humming to yourself as you sat cross legged on his arm chair, plucking at the strings of your bass. his apartment was slowly taken over by your things; mainly instruments and music theory or music history books, the occasional pedal board or guitar stand. his closet was split in half and you had filled up your side. he had already tripped over a few amps on his way to the bathroom at night.

you ran through the opening riff to a song matt hadnt heard yet, muting the note a little too early and shifting in your seat. “what are you thinking about?”

“me?” matt asked, turning his head towards you.

“yeah.” you laughed, setting your bass on its stand to come sit in his lap. “you have that look on your face. your thinking face.”

matt laughed, letting you settle down in his lap as he wrapped his arms around you. “my thinking face?”

“just answer my question!” you huffed playfully, tugging his hood onto his head and pulling the strings.

he swatted your hands away with a laugh, tugging the hood back open. “i was just thinking about when we first met.”

you inwardly cringed, thinking back to six months ago. “god, i sounded awful back then.”

“you did not!” matt laughed, pinching your side as you started to protest. “yeah, you've definitely improved over the months, i can hear it, but that doesnt mean you sounded bad.”

you squinted at him playfully, swatting his hand away as he went to pinch you again. “those vocal exercises have been working like crazy.”

he nodded in agreement, his hand settling around your throat to feel the vibrations as you talk. “your voice has definitely gotten more powerful. you have more control, too.”

you hummed, cheeks flushed as his fingers twitched against your skin. “yeah.” you breathed out in agreement, ignoring your heart pounding against your chest.

“you know, your voice feels nice.”

“it feels nice?”

matt laughed slightly, shrugging. “yeah. the vibrations when you sing? i can usually feel them. through the air or the floor, either way, it feels nice.”

“i always forget my boyfriend has superpowers.”

“they're not superpowers.” he chuckled, thumb rubbing slightly against the side of your neck. “can you sing for me?”

youve sang in front of matt plenty of times. you honestly sang more than anything else, but him asking suddenly had you nervous. not only do you have to sound good, but now you have to feel good too?

“you don't have to.” he said after a beat of silence, “save your voice for your gig tomorrow, i’ll hear it then.”

“you’re coming tomorrow?”

“of course, i wouldn't miss it for the world.”

you grinned at that, leaning down to kiss him as you felt giddy with excitement. he hadnt missed a single gig since you both started seeing each other, but the excitement of him being there never left.

his fingers tightened around your throat mid-kiss, causing your cheeks to heat up again as you pulled away. matt’s face was equally as warm, his head tilting as a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth.

“you know, you look good with my hand around your throat.” he hummed, squeezing ever so slightly for emphasis.

“how can you tell?” you teased, your own hand subconsciously coming up to rest on top of his.

“i just know.” he chuckled, pulling you back down to kiss you again. “bedroom?”

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock #matt murdock thirst #matt murdock smut #matt murdock fluff #matt murdock imagine #matt murdock x you #matt murdock fanfic #🌿 anon

[reidsnose]

Neighborly

overview: spencer has a new upstairs neighbor who arrives at the same time as the BAUs newest agent

genre: fluff

a/n: this one isnt very romantic but i think its cuteee and could definitely maybe have a part two or something if yall want so lmk what you think :)

masterlist

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Spencer could not stand his new upstairs neighbor.

she had moved in a few months ago. he had never met her (he assumed she was a girl based on the fall of her footsteps and the music she would sometimes blast) but she always seemed to be up when he was getting home from a case. infact, she was always home when he was and she paid absolutely no heed to her downstairs neighbor when she was walking around at 2 in the morning. not that Spencer could sleep anyway, but if he could, it would be exponentially more annoying.

he assumed she was some sort of first responder, maybe a nurse or doctor, because she had incredibly weird hours. or maybe she had no job, or worked from home. after all, he had never seen her and he had no proof of whether she was home when he was not.

he would come to work and occasionally complain to the team about her, how she was walking around and keeping him up.

"why don't you knock on her door and ask her to stop? thats what i would do but all my neighbors are quiet as a mouse." you offered, spinning nonchalantly on your chair one morning.

"yeah newbie is right. just ask her." morgan agreed.

"i cant do that! that would be rude." Spencer shook his head as he spoke.

you laughed, "think of it as being neighborly."

"i dont think telling someone theyre bothering you is very neighborly." he chuckled.

"bake her a cake that says 'kindly shut the hell up' in icing."

"i cant bake!" he whined

you laughed, ruffling his hair, "i dont know what to tell you. just suffer i guess."

he groaned, stifling a smile at the obscurity of your sentence. or maybe at the entire essence of your being. you could always make him smile, and that was a difficult thing to do. you had only been welcomed to the team a few months ago but in a matter of days he decided he probably liked you best on the whole team.

you definitely felt the same about him.

after some regular banter, everyone got to work, filling out and organizing old case files. paperwork days were a breeze for Spencer, almost therapeutic. writing up a report on a case and then being done with it, never having to think about it again after that.

you were breezing through work today as well, wanting to get home as soon as you possibly could. there was a new episode of your favorite show airing tonight and you did not want to miss it. and you had another reason.

theres is a rumor in your building about an elusive man that lives in the apartment below yours. all the old women on your floor always talk about him to you. they said he's rarely home, and when he is, you wouldn't know the difference. but he's very kind, often rushing to help them up the stairs or with groceries. and apparently, you always just miss each other by a matter of minutes.

so you've been trying to arrive home at different times, switching it up by a matter of minutes. but so far that hasn't worked.

when the clock struck 5pm you were ready to practically run out of the doors of the bullpen, excited to finally be on time to watch your show and maybe hopefully run into mystery man.

the team sent you confused glances as you rushed to stuff your belongings into your bag.

"my show!" is all you said explanation, as you slung your bag across your shoulder and speed walked out of the building, "bye guys!"

"she is something," prentiss chuckled after you left, sitting on the corner of your now empty desk.

"how does she have all that energy?" morgan laughed, shaking his head slightly.

"she takes her coffee/tea [ur coffee/tea order]. and she naps all the time." spencer's responded eyes glued to his computer screen. all eyes were now on him and his vast knowledge about you. he looked up and felt his face flush, "i- i think." he looked back at his computer in attempt to hide his embarrassment, "or maybe she just doesn't have an annoying upstairs neighbor keeping her up."

a couple of snickers followed as they dispersed back to their seats and began getting ready to go home as well. Spencer thought about his neighbor, wondering if he hurried home, maybe she wouldn't be there yet.

so he packed up and began heading out, hopping on the train and wondering if his hypothesis would be correct.

it wasn't.

when he got home he heard the rhythmic stomping of his upstairs neighbor dancing. he rolled his eyes; she was dancing to some short song that was likely the intro to a tv show. he sighed. there was no point in complaining now, it wasn't late at night and she turned down her tv volume once the song was done.

he collapsed exhausted on the couch, turning on some quiet piano as his eyes drooped closed.

your show finished after an hour and you started getting a little sleepy so you decided to take a nap on your couch.

you weren't sure how much time had passed but you woke up on the floor, your hip aching. you had fallen off of your couch in your sleep. you groaned as you sat up.

Spencer jolted awake at the sudden thud from upstairs, his eyes shooting open and his heart racing. he wasn't sure if he was more annoyed at the fact that she woke him up, or how she woke him up. but he felt bad, it sounded like a person falling. was she ok? what if she was hurt and he was sat here rolling his eyes about it? it was very late, his clock read 1:34am.

he was curious to meet her finally...and maybe going upstairs would make her more conscious and considerate of her poor, tired downstairs neighbor.

should he check on her?

you were startled by the knock at your door, glancing over at the clock and seeing how late it was. you cursed yourself for putting an obnoxious wreath on your door because it was covering your peep hole. you grabbed a baseball bat that you kept hidden under your table.

just as Spencer was about to walk away, the door opened and his eyes gazed up from the floor to finally see the face of his insufferable upstairs neighbor.

"Spencer? are you alright? come in. what are you doing at my house in the middle of the night?" you chuckled, tossing the baseball bat aside.

"no way.." he breathed in utter disbelief, looking around for a roommate that could be the one making all the noise.

"um...what?" you furrowed your eyebrows.

his mind moving a mile a minute and suddenly it all made sense. the music was the same as what you played in the car because it was your playlist. the steps were obviously female because they were yours that he'd often heard echo around the office. and you had never crossed paths because he took the train, and you took your car, so you would never leave at the same time. and you were always home when he was because you'd come back from cases at weird hours.

"i should have baked you a cake," he said finally breaking the silence.

you let out a confused laugh, "why?"

"so i could write 'kindly shut the hell up' on it with icing." he laughed as your eyes widened as your brain connected the dots.

"IM THE ANNOYING UPSTAIRS NEIGHBOR?!" your hand flew to cover your mouth, embarrassed at your volume level this late at night.

"i cant believe i didn't connect the dots!" he laughed, dumbfounded.

"wait.." your eyes grew impossibly wider, "if i'm you're annoying upstairs neighbor...that makes you mystery man!"

"mystery man?"

"can i explain tomorrow its like ass o'clock in the morning right now."

he laughed, "yes but only because someone woke me up from my nap."

"i was just being neighborly."

"mhm," he hummed.

you were sleepily staring at each other, dopey smiles complimenting the comfortable silence settling in the air. the sudden butterflies erupting in your stomach startled you into breaking the silence.

"goodnight Spencer," you whispered.

"goodnight y/n." he smiled, giving a small wave before heading down the stairs back to his own apartment.

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Hey! i just wanted to say that i love your writing. So this may be a little complicated if thats okay but i had cancer when i was younger and i would like to see if you could write about kirishima and bakugo (separately) crush being hit by a quirk that makes them younger again or something like that and them seeing their crush in a horrible state like they cant walk anymore . IM SORRY if this is complicated you dont have to do bakugo if its too much.

a/n: hi! tysm <3!! of course, i hope you're doing well hun !! if there's anything you need me to change/edit within this please let me know!!

headcanon: them reacting to their s/o being hit by a quirk that makes them the age when they were sick

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: fluff, swearing, angst

;cut for length;

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katsuki bakugou

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It’s been a tough day on the field, especially with a villain attack appearing from seemingly nowhere. It’s caused a mess, and everyone’s on edge.

Most noticeable though is Bakugou. You’re fighting one on one with this villain and he doesn’t doubt your abilities by any means, but you’re worn down and tired, your movements are slower, you’re starting to reach your limit.

And all it takes is one hit from this nameless villain’s quirk and you’re down for the count.

Bakugou’s tired of fending off goons and dashes over to you, taking down the villain to the best of his ability.

But what he doesn’t expect is when he turns back to you, instead of seeing you, he sees the pile of your clothes covering a much smaller version of you.

You’ve shrunk?

No, you’ve gotten younger. 

Just barely lifting your head, you start to cough. 

“Shit, hey get someone over here!” Bakugou shouts to one of the other students, hoping an adult could rush over and try and help-not that he needed it, but he was worried.

It wasn’t long before another pro hero was wrapping your younger self up in your clothes.

If Bakugou had to guess, he’d say you were around five to eight years old.

You sat in a hospital bed for a few hours before Aizawa finally arrived, noticeably worried about the state you were in. You didn’t even remember the people standing around you.

“They’re in critical condition. If this age regression quirk has sent their body back in time, we’re going to be in a bit of hurry to get them back to their normal state. They’ve had a history of medical concerns.”

Bakugou has to step out of the room, supported by Kirishima and Kaminari as he tries not to seem like he’s heavily affected by the state your in.

“They’re going to be fine, if it’s just some sort of temporary affect, they’ll be back to their healthy old self soon!” Kaminari tries to lighten the mood, but it doesn’t seem to help.

When you’re released from the hospital to return back to campus, you’re placed under surveillance.

You’re much younger now, and you can barely walk, it’s tearing everyone apart. All of your friends stop by whenever they can, trying to see if you remember them which usually never works.

Bakugou stops by often as well, normally at night when no one else comes around.

He talks about little things like All Might and always brings in his little toy figurines that he’d swore he’d never show anyone.

You laugh and smile, waving them around making all sorts of noises all while ignoring the fact that Bakugou is nearly in tears at the sight of you.

The effects last two weeks. It’s the longest two weeks of everyone’s lives, most importantly Bakugou’s.

When you wake up and see Bakugou sound asleep beside you, his head laying on the medical bed you’d been sleeping in for the past two weeks, you’re confused.

“Hey, Katsu’?” You ruffle his blonde hair and he’s up instantly.

He’s embracing you in the tightest hug known to man, surely putting All Might’s to shame.

Kissing you too, he can’t stop himself from holding you and mumbling about how worried he was about and how he’ll never let something like that happen to you again.

“I never dabbled in my past much, but I’m doing much better now, I’m sorry I gave you a scare.” You rub his cheek, wiping away a few rare tears that fall from his crimson eyes.

“I love you so fuckin’ much.” He utters, his lips pointing upward in a smile.

“I love you too.”

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eijiro kirishima

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The fight is surely rigged. There’s no way you’re going to win, not alone anyway. 

Kirishima is making his way to you as fast as he can, but when he gets to you it’s far too late.

You’re cowering before him, your costume baggy on your visibly smaller and weaker frame, tears pouring from your eyes as your body strains to stand upright.

The villain is gone, but not too far gone that they don’t get captured by patrolling pros on the scene.

Rushing you to the nearest hospital to undergo some sort of evaluation, all Kirishima can do in the meantime is wait alongside Kaminari, Mina, Sero, and even a slightly less angry Bakugou.

When the nurse returns to explain your situation, Kirishima is mortified.

Refusing to leave your side until he’s forced to by Mina to take care of himself because it’s what you’d tell him to do, all he can do is wait and hope that you’ll get better.

You can’t walk without having someone help you, and the worst part is, you don’t even recognize him.

Kaminari takes the role of making you smile and laugh while Kirishima adds throws in random memories turned into stories hoping it’ll jog some part of your memory connected to how old you actually are.

But nothing seems to work and all you can do is sit in wonder as he tells you about how present-pre age regression quirk you is really super awesome.

After being scolded by Mina on day one, Kirishima manages to take care of himself, but he spends most if not all of his free time with you. 

In a way it’s domestic, imagining the possible inevitability of raising a family with you, you’d always jokingly said he was great with kids.

Taking care of you is nice, he enjoys doing it now, buying you little gifts, helping you get something off a high shelf or just being a gentleman for you.

Holding the door for you, carrying your bags even when you yell at him not to and he swears a part of you has been inspired by Bakugou.

After the first week, he begins to get settled in, thinking if this is going to last a while, he wants to help however he can.

Aizawa ushers him to pay attention to studies and that you’re strong enough to power through this, and he understands, he believes wholeheartedly you are.

But part of him is sort of upset. He’d never known that you used to be like this. He hoped when it was all over you could explain.

And sure enough, after two weeks, you wake up, as if those two weeks had never happened.

You don’t seem to have much recollection of the two weeks, only a few hours on the last day seem to make it through to you.

Kirishima greets you with a hug and thousands of kisses.

He doesn’t let you go for hours, weeping into your embrace as he begs you to never scare him like that again.

You console him all while telling him about your past and the history of your medical condition and he understands. He’s thankful you’re where you are now, and he’s so happy to see back to your normal self again after those two weeks.

“I stayed with you as much as you could.” Kirishima whispers, kissing your cheek. Kaminari lifts his head up and starts laughing.

“Yeah, he was so worried about you. You’ve got yourself a keeper.” He jokes, making Kirishima’s cheeks match shades with his hair.

“I love you.” You mumble against his skin, hugging him tightly.

“I love you too.”

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