#i tackled a girl accidentally trying to scold her

[theragethatisdesire]

aot men as dads - headcanon!! some 18+!!

includes: eren, jean, reiner, & levi

i'm still working on some full-fledged one-shots and parts of my series', but i'm nannying for the summer and have BABY FEVER. please enjoy my little headcanons of my fav aot men as dads <3

DISCLAIMER: some of this post contains MATURE CONTENT that is intended only for those over 18. if you are a minor, please do not read below the cut.

Eren

ok but eren is such a cringe dad lol

buys himself all of the #1 Dad! merch. he’s got mugs, tshirts, hats, all of it, and all of it went on his credit card.

10000% a girl dad. loves all the little dresses and bows; he puts your daughter’s hair in its first bun, nearly tears up when she points at his matching hairstyle and babbles “like da-da!”

you have to parent eren as much as the children. when you turn the corner into the living room where he’s supposed to be having “quiet time” with your toddler only to find that they’re buried in a pillow fort and eren’s signed his own name in crayon on the wall next to your daughter’s scribblings. “babe, we can just repaint it! she’s being creative.”

loves when you’re pregnant. after your first, eren keeps a calendar on the wall marking off the days until it’s safe for him to fuck you again, fuck a baby right back into you. already has a breeding kink before your first. develops a lactation kink after.

TERRIFIED (and i mean terrified) of hurting your little angel. has absolutely zero concept of “cry it out”; if he hears his baby crying, he’s sprinting into the next room, kissing a nonexistent boo-boo.

refuses to admit it but he has no backbone when it comes to your daughter wanting literally anything. she wants it, she gets it.

favorite thing in the world is matching outfits. favorite. “babe, where’s her green hoodie? i’m wearing mine today for the park!” “of course it matters, we have to match! on that note, where’s yours?”

lets your daughter use his hair to learn how to braid. usually has a few pink hair ties or glittery clips sticking out of it when you come home from a mom’s night out.

really big on your baby getting to see the world. drags you on vacation to any place he can think of, even as you try to explain to him that she can’t form any long term memories yet. “but baby, she’ll have pictures. how many kids in her class can bring a picture of them at the eiffel tower to their first show-and-tell?”

accidentally ruins santa and the tooth fairy for your daughter. cries harder than she does over it.

aggressively vets babysitters. ends up settling for a nursing student in the labor & delivery school who’s the oldest of seven children and probably more knowledgeable about child development than both of you combined, but he’s still suspicious.

wants to watch while you push, watch his baby come into the world. you’ve never seen a sweeter sight than eren in his scrubs, crying while holding your baby girl.

Jean

most people picture eren as being the roughhousing dad, but it’s jean, and i will die on this hill.

freaks out every time he drops your first boy while throwing him around like a ragdoll, but he’ll never stop because “listen!! he’s laughing!”. when it comes to the rest of them, he’s experienced enough now to tell the difference between a real booboo and an imagined one, and he simply brushes their little pants off caringly before shouting “now you tackle me!”

jean’s got no gender preference for your first, or the rest of your little brood for that matter. he raises them exactly the same, regardless: tough.

it takes him awhile to get used to the concept of babies’ minds. you’ve walked in on him having full-blown arguments with your shrieking toddlers several times. “what’s not making sense? if you let your goldfish ‘swim’ in the toilet, it dies, simple as that.”

plays “bad cop” for you because you’re terrible at it, but he’s always having to turn around and snicker into his elbow in the middle of scolding because your babies get the same little throbbing forehead vein as you when they’re mad

wants a big family, and gets it. you practically have to drag him to get his balls snipped after your fourth, him reminding you that “it’s reversible!” the entire way there.

the newborn phase is his favorite. he’s rarely home for any longer than ten minutes without scooping your most recent addition into his arms, squishing their little cheeks and marveling at their gurgling noises.

the kids never give him anxiety, but when you’re pregnant??? jean’s a wreck.

“do your feet still hurt, love?” “what do you mean you have indigestion? that could be the baby coming!” “of course we can’t have sex, what if we poke its little head?”

definitely the dad that’s got a delivery bag and a backup bag and an emergency third backup of the backup bag in his car at all times. the first week of your third trimester, he starts watching you suspiciously for any signs of labor, even though this is your fourth together. you think you’ve got it down by now, you tell him, but he won’t listen.

always gets the kids to work together on little surprises for you. every mother’s day they wake you up with breakfast, every valentines day your dining room table is covered in handmade cards, every birthday your kitchen is coated in flour from jean and four little ones attempting to bake

SO HARD to drag him out for a date night. he wants to bring them everywhere: the fancy restaurant, the couples' get away trip

jean's that dad standing in the bar, watching the game, beer in hand, with an occupied baby carrier strapped to his chest

wants to watch during delivery, but he passed out the first go-round, so now he’s content standing up by your head, trying not to turn white as you squeeze his hand hard enough to break.

talks you into just one more on your fourth’s second birthday. “they’re all so big now. don’t you miss it, babe? my baby in your belly? c’mon…” turns out he reversed that vasectomy without telling you

Reiner

another girl dad. hardcore girl dad.

buys his little princess all number of dresses and barbies, is confused when she’s more interested in the baseballs her classmates have.

accidentally raises the most tomboyish, toughest little girl. still babies her, and she hates it.

cries more than you do on your first date night out when you leave her with your mom. forgets to order his entree at the restaurant because he’s watching the baby monitor app on his phone.

definitely the best at splitting baby duties with you. reiner’s up before you most nights when she wakes, grabbing a bottle and cooing at her lovingly even as she screams. you always try to stay awake to watch him on the baby monitor, though, heart melting as his massive arms rock the tiny bundle back to sleep.

all the neighborhood kids love him because of his size. at every cookout, reiner can’t help on the grill because he’s buried in the grass in a little army of toddlers, led by your daughter, shrieking with joy.

always taking pictures. literally always. unflattering ones when you fall asleep breastfeeding, candids at the zoo, eighteen identical pictures of the lock of hair from her first haircut clogging up his camera roll.

can’t be the bad cop. literally ever. he just can’t say no to his little princess, can’t break her precious little heart by telling her that throwing her food onto the floor is bad.

takes your daughter to mommy & me classes with him

DILF DILF DILF. all the moms in the classes swoon over him and gossip about him when he’s not there; much to your annoyance, reiner never notices, insisting that they’re his “mommy friends”.

always sporting a little bit of glitter on his face or a sticker on his back from your daughter

coming from a fatherless background, reiner nearly kills himself trying to be a constant presence in your daughter’s life (you have to remind him that he has to rest too)

never misses an open house night at school, even if it nearly gets him fired. coaches all of her sports teams. literally almost cries when she makes her first soccer goal. actually does cry when she tells you the boy sitting beside her in class called her his girlfriend. full-blown breakdown on her first day of school, so bad he has to stay home from work.

the absolute BEST through your pregnancy and delivery. always cooking your craving of the week, constant foot and back rubs, stays up all night with you for the three days before the birth when you’re just too swollen and miserable to sleep.

holds your hand through the entire delivery, gets in the doctors’ way when they’re performing checkups because “i’m her father, i need to know what’s going on”

Levi

levi never pictured himself as having children, but when your little surprise arrives, blinking up at levi with his own grey, owlish eyes, levi can’t believe he hadn’t thought of it sooner.

very easily irritated with anyone asking questions about your home life.

when his coworkers ask for your newborn’s name, levi simply says “child.” are you two trying again? “why the fuck do you need to know?”

super overprotective. your baby waves at someone in the supermarket, and levi’s leaning down to explain (in words your eight-month-old can’t yet understand) stranger danger.

totally one of those parents that goes half-crazy trying to get their child into the top-notch, snobby preschool in town.

“we’re not wasting his intelligence on the public school”

levi grew up with basically nothing, so he goes all out buying the best baby products on the market. $2,500 strollers, researching “best baby toys for development”, the whole nine yards.

100% spends months trying to get your child to make a game out of picking up his own toys after playtime, but it never works.

has a meal plan for your child to “optimize nutrition” that you have to sneak around to give your baby little chocolates and junk snacks.

“why are there pringles in his playtime bag? they have no nutritional value.”

vets anyone that comes around your child, even other children. “no more playtime with that evan kid. he’s always got a cold or something.”

he’s always been a light sleeper, but once you have your child, levi snores beside them watching kids’ cartoons on the tv like you’ve never seen him, even drooling as his head lolls, arm tucked tight around your little one.

learned everything he could about labor and delivery beforehand

you almost killed him in the delivery room as he explained each medical detail of your labor symptoms to “reassure” you. he finally got the hint when you threatened to decapitate him.

he thinks it’s shameful, but watching you be a mother turns. him. on. 

wants to take you right there when he catches you breastfeeding, watches you read a bedtime story, spin your child around laughing. you’re just so naturally good at it and it makes him love you all the more, all that love going straight between his legs.

#ok i'm actually quite proud of this bc its really cute #headcanons #aot headcanons #aot x reader #aot imagines #levi ackerman #levi x reader #reiner braun #reiner x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman headcanons #levi scenarios #reiner scenarios #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun headcanons #eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger headcanons #eren jaeger #eren x reader #jean x reader #jean kirschstein x reader

[rollinouttahere-writes]

I just thought of a funny scenario. So like this happens with Buggy who was going for Lucky but took Lizard by accident so he gave Lizard to Mihawk and Lizard got into Mihawk's booze (Mihawk had no idea she was 16) and when Crocodile and The Strawhats show up. they see a drunk Lizard who out drank Buggy and Mihawk and is on the phone with Koby shamelessly flirting with him.

I liked this idea, have a drabble

Crocodile didn't know if he should be mad or impressed right now. He's been trying for years to get his daughter back under his care only to be thwarted each and every time, but somehow Buggy of all people managed to bring her back here accidentally.

That clown should be studied, truly.

As joyful as it was to see his girl again, there was a problem that he couldn't ignore.

"How did you not know she was underage? Look at her! She doesn't look close to being an adult!"

"How many children do you know that are in that kind of shape?" Mihawk couldn't be bothered to look up from his newspaper to speak with Crocodile. "Besides, I thought that a glass of wine may calm her down somewhat. At least enough to keep her from trying to murder the clown again."

"A glass? She looks like she's had a bottle at least!" Crocodile gestured over to the teenager who was currently lounging on a couch. Her legs were dangling over the back of it while her head hung off the cushions. Her face was flush from the alcohol in her system and she was so intoxicated that she had yet to realize his presence.

Mihawk's transponder snail was balanced precariously on the back of the couch. She's been enthusiastically speaking into it the whole time he's been here, but he wasn't close enough to be able to make out what was being said.

The question of who was on the other end was a mystery, "Who is she speaking to?"

Mihawk shrugged and sipped at his own wine glass, "A marine. That Koby boy, I believe."

"And you're just letting her?!" Allowing her to call a marine was bad enough on its own, but Koby? What Crocodile wouldn't give to have that kid wiped off the planet. How his daughter became so infatuated with him was beyond his understanding.

"It's keeping her from raising hell in here, so yes."

Crocodile was going to argue further, but then he saw Lizard reaching for the wine bottle sitting on a nearby coffee table to refill her empty glass. He rushed over immediately and snatched the bottle from her hand. It was almost completely drained, much to his horror.

"Hey! I was drinking that!" Her words were slurred and her actions uncoordinated. She struggled to bring herself up to a sitting position, prompting Crocodile to crouch down and gently prop her up lest she fall and hit her head.

"Yes, but you shouldn't have been," he grumbled. This was the first time he's spoken to her in years and his first course of action was to scold her. Excellent move, certainly this couldn't backfire.

Lizard's posture stiffened, then she whirled around with her mouth agape. Ah, so she's finally taken note of him. Crocodile braced himself for a barrage of insults and fury, knowing full well how she felt about him after what he did in Alabasta.

That wasn't what happened.

A grin, the largest one he's seen on her in a while, broke out across her face and she squealed. In an instant she latched onto him. Her arms wrapped around his neck while her legs clung onto his torso. The force of it was enough to make him fall onto his backside. Perhaps Mihawk had a point, she has grown a lot since he'd last seen her.

"Daddy! I haven't seen you in forever! I missed you soooo muuuuch!"

She continued to ramble on happily, but Crocodile wasn't hearing any of it. She... missed him. His daughter was so happy to see him that she felt the need to tackle him to the ground and call him a name she hasn't used since she was much younger.

Who knows how long this spell will last for? Gingerly, Crocodile returns her hug, squeezing her against him while hoping no one could see how misty his eyes were getting.

"I missed you, too. More than you can imagine."

#strays au #crocodad series #sir crocodile #dracule mihawk #smokerbigtitties

[b4ts1e]

▀▄▀▄▀▄An Older Sibling▄▀▄▀▄▀ (𝚐𝚗!𝙼𝙲)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍: 𝚀𝚒𝚞/𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝙻𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔/𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊/𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢/𝙾𝚖𝚒 𝙱𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙼𝙲 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 (𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙾𝙻:𝙽&𝙵)

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝:

Detatchable rollerskates are basically normal shoes with special attachments on the bottoms where a metal slab with the wheels attached on it clicks in and out of place. Like in this link.

(𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗)

Ever since MC moved into the cul-de-sac, it was like both Qiu and Tamarack had a new, older sibling to look after them. Sure at first it was a rough ride, trying to find whoever threw a paper plane at them- which accidentally got their eye, rightfully pissing them off just slightly. When they found the culprit- hiding in a pile of leafs, the anger vanished but they still scolded her for thowing things at strangers. Afterwards, the two found Qiu while searching for whoever left the proclaimed 'trash' on the ground in the forest.

From that point forward, they taught the two as if they were their little siblings. One afternoon, MC had been asked to pick up Tamarack for Granny. Taking their detatchable rollerskates from the conjoined middle and high school to the elementary school where both kiddos studied. They made notice of a slightly familiar blonde in a white and orange puffer jacket going the same direction, but didn't think much of it for the time being.

When they got inside they took off the wheels before going up the stairs to Miss.Murray's classroom, knocking before entering. "Sparkles I'm here to get cha, you ready?" they ask before noticing the blonde from their school, Qiu, and another mature looking guy in the room. "Oh- Qiu. Do you need someone to take you home as well? I'm already here- so.." they offered quickly, barely acknowledging the other boys at first. "Excuse me- who are you?" a woman with red hair in twin braids asked. "Oh- sorry Miss. I'm MC Second, Tamarack and Qiu's new neighbor. Granny asked me to come get Tama for her. I hope that's okay?" they greet politely.

"Oh- so you're who Miss.Baumann sent to collect her for today? I was informed about you, thank you for coming. Welcome to Golden Grove." she said with a kind smile, which MC returned. "Thank you, I-" they started before getting cut off with an umph, getting tackled into a hug by the very girl they were here for. "MC!!!" she shouted, hugging them tightly before backing away and bouncing around a bit. "Hey MC!" Qiu greeted cooly, as if he wasn't just as stunned to see you here as Miss.Murray was.

"Hey kiddos, who're your friends?" they ask, petting Tamarack's head in an affectionate manor- also to get her to calm down a bit. "OH- This is Mr.Darren Murray, he's Miss.Murray's son- you guys go to the same school. And this Mr.Baxter Ward, he goes to a private school- but you guys are the same age!" Qiu jumps in to introduce the boys standing to his left and right sides. "Cool, nice to meet you both. Now- Mr.Qiu Lin, do you need someone to walk you home too?" they ask again, gently bringing Tamarack to their side as she stared out the closest window. "Nope, I'll be taking these three with me this evening. They have plans together." Miss.Murray answered for him, to which Qiu nodded with a smug, yet excited grin.

"Oh alright- thank you ma'am. Have fun Qiu." They say with a smile before their hand gets tugged on by Tamarack. "MC! When we get home can we go to the forest? I wanna go foraging!" she asks excitedly. Taking a moment to feign thinking it over, "Okay...BUT only if you get your homework done first, if you have any at least." they say- taking the opportunity to get her to do her work. "Oh- you were right Autumn, they do act like an older sibling." Baxter pointed out with a smug smirk, readjusting so his hands were in his pockets.

"Kind of reminds me of my brother..." Darren mumbles in return, getting a nod from Autumn as he grins. "Exactly!" he says, voice raising slightly- earning him a disaproving glance from Miss.Murray and MC. "Awww Autumn, do you see me as your older sibling?~" They tease slightly, causing a light blush to spread across the victim's cheeks and ears. "Well- duh...you've been acting like one to both me and Tamarack since you gotten here, and it's been like what...two weeks?" he said, fiddling with his fingerless gloves.

A bit rougher than how they handled Tamarack, they put their free hand on his head and messed up his already slightly messy hair. "Dork. Just make sure you don't keep talking about people without their consent, alright? Not everybody wants their information spread about, you're lucky I trust you kid." they say, stopping their relentless slaughter of his hair- leaving him looking like a frazzeled lion, making the boys behind him, Tamarack, and MC laugh a bit. Qiu laughed along before trying to fix his hair as best as he could without a brush.

"Alright, welp- it's about time me and Sparkles over here headed out. Gotta make sure she gets her work done before she inevitably drags me into the forest. It was cool meeting you all, and thank you for looking after Qiu, Miss.Murray- I know he can be a handle full at times." they say the last part teasingly, making the boy dramatically gape with a gasp- feigning a betrayal. "It's not a problem, thank you for coming to get Tamarack. I know Miss.Baumann is very busy today, so it means alot that you did this for her." the woman said with a kind yet tired smile, making MC chuckle just a bit.

"No I get it, she had a doctor's appointment to get to and I wasn't gonna let this glitterbomb of a child go home alone." they say, making Miss.Murray chuckle a bit with a nod. "Alright, get back safely and have a nice evening!" she says, waving the two of them off as MC took Tamarack's bag from her and putting it over their shoulder.

"See you around!" they said before the door closed and walked Tamarack home, letting her lead the way but making sure no cars were around while she was distracted by the surrounding nature of the beautiful Golden Grove.

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1,005

#our life now and forever #qiu lin #olnf #darren murray #tamarack baumann #baxter ward #writing #reqs open #ABatsie-Writes

[leefl00f]

Just a crack idea based on the eletric tickles idea but what if the dissasembly drones also had those same chips when they were.. idk training or being tested on mostly because j or V were rowdy as fuck and had to get chips so they wouldn’t cause trouble

Fun part they forgot to remove them when they left the lab so I just picture if they still hypothetically had the remotes to those chips just

Olivia: what the hell do I have to do to get a damn shock around here.. <w< *slaps a scientists coffee out of there hand

Scientist: 029 how could you! That’s it! You’re getting the shocker!

Olivia:*smiles in anticipation*

Scientist: *grabbed a remote and clicked it*… *click click click click* what the hell is wrong with this damn thing?!

Meanwhile back with the dissasembly drones

N: *losing his shit laughing uncontrollably*

V: Jesus Christ N what’s your problem-

Ps poor olivia

Omg wait had the same idea- (this was when Uzi was 7-8 yrs old btw) also this is super long so enjoy! ^^ (sorry for the random gif, couldn’t find any other one that match up to this scenario-)

Again DNI N$FW/F3T!$H/ K!NK BLOGS I WILL REPORT AND BLOCK YOU!!! 🚫🔫

It was basically Uzi finding the three chokers in the DD’s lair while she was out exploring (and totally not sneaking away from the school’s field trip group)

But ofc N spots her and cue the fight that happened in the pilot ep (ofc with some changes)

Uzi was able to get close to N since the teen accidentally gave him the chocker during their first fight with one another.

He tackled her to the ground while the teen still had the choker in her hand, so she pushed that hand against his neck to avoid getting bit.

Uzi finally pushes him off and is now panicking at how literally SCREWED she is. That was until she finds an object lying down (Uzi never made her railgun in this timeline, so she was hoping that whatever it was protected her).

So she scrambled towards the object to find out that it was a remote (a lil bummed out but hey beggars can’t be choosers) but figured that it was connected to the chokers somehow and prayed to robo-god that she was right

And he answered her prayer bc the second she hit that button, the DD immediately fell down not in pain but…in laughter?

Uzi eventually lets him go and he thanks the girl for it, but uh oh! Looks like J and V are coming back to tell their squadmate abt a group of kids they found in the middle of the abandoned city!

Cue Uzi running back to her group to avoid getting in trouble with the teacher (and to avoid dying by the other DDs)

But ofc the murder trio follow the girl horror movie style, but N distracts the female DDs for a fake lead and saves Uzi’s life. They become friends and go off to warn Uzi’s class abt the coming DDs.

Ofc it’s too late as the two wreck havoc among the children scaring and herding them so that they can eat them.

But Uzi and N butt in before either of them could do anymore damage (cue that one fighting scene in ep 1).

N and Uzi both give J and V the chokers during battle, confusing them as well as distracting them long enough for Uzi to activate it and defeat them once and for all (and earning some respect from the other students)

Eventually, Khan gets word of this and scolds Uzi for being so reckless (he’s still proud of her either way), but the kid asks if N could stay with them since he’s nice to her

The leader was abt to decline when an idea came to his processor, they could make the other two nice and when the humans come back they could have practical guard dogs for protection, it was perfect!

Ofc there were some bumpy roads hear and there trying to teach the other two to be nice

J and V when they got the choker and are forced to be nice to the wds: 😡😡😡😡🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

Also bonus if you made it this far:

This scene but with J and Sam (bc he’s a dum dum):

#floof speaks #:3c #murder drones tickles #sfw tk blog #murder drones #sfw tk community #sfw tickling community #my hcs #murder drones uzi #serial designation v #serial designation j #serial designation n #n murder drones #n md #murder drones v #v murder drones #murder drones j #j murder drones #j md #v md #khan murder drones #khan doorman #murder drones khan #teacher murder drones #sam murder drones #Don’t worry guys J didn’t slam Sam to the ground that hard ha ha #Sure he might have a broken arm but overall he’s still fine! :D

[ballisterboldheart]

girl help i keep accidentally committing crimes by pressing the wrong button :(

#s.txt #i tackled a girl accidentally trying to scold her #and then i shot a dude when i just wanted to punch him a little #BUT i bought a horse and named her barbie #i also got some guy killed and then took HIS horse #so now i have two horses. as god intended #also i figured out you can roll up arthurs sleeves so he looks great as i stumble from mission 2 mission #anyways. it has not beaten a odyssey as my favorite game but its getting. a close second #rdr2

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

Wolf! Ateez: Trying To Get Close With Their Mate

Warnings: Mentions of forced servitude, prejudice, dealings with traumatic events, panic attacks, allusions to violence, mythical creatures and fantasy themes.

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❥𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

Tired of being cooped up in the bed after days, you peeled the blanket off your body and started to get off. It was rather difficult since you were not fully recovered yet, but your wolf refused to stay still for so long in boring solitude.

"We did not escape from our old boring and strict life just to end up in a more boring one." She firmly stated, and you couldn't argue with her given that you yourself made the decision to leave your old home all on your own. Your wolf was merely an encouraging force for you.

You took small and slow steps, trying to get your legs adjusted to the feeling of walking again. Once you felt confident enough, you decided to make your way to the door, wanting nothing more than to go outside and breathe the fresh air. Taking hold of the doorknob, you turnt it but it proved to be rather difficult to open the door. Using what little strength you had, you pressed your body against the wooden frame, a terrible idea given it busted open immediately, sending you toppling down into the hallway. Luckily for you, Hongjoong's wolf had sensed that you were moving about and he decided to go check on you, glad he did since he was able to catch you before you had a nasty fall.

"Now what exactly possessed you crazy girl to start running around when you're supposed to be in bed?" Instead of scolding you, Hongjoong tilted his head at you, an amused smile on his face.

"I just...... it got boring inside those four walls. I wanted to go outside."

Hongjoong tongue poked against his cheek at your response, a pensive look on his face. Before you could even comprehend it, he had swooped you up in his arms and began carrying you out, your face flushed in embarrassment.

"Why didn't you just say so? I would have brought you out a lot sooner."

Your face brightened up along with your spirits when the sunlight cascaded down at you, the light breeze that was flowing through on that cool spring day felt truly invigorating. You loved this, loved the feeling of freedom nature gave you, and so did your wolf. Without even thinking twice about the consequences, you quickly shifted into your wolf form, surprising Hongjoong as he tried to hold you back but ultimately you jumped out of his hands and started running out into the deep part of the gardens. He shook his head in a disapproving manner, arms folding over his chest.

"She really is a crazy girl, running amok even though she's not fully healed." He let out an exhausted sigh that didn't last long as his worried frown soon turned into an admiring smile for you. He loved seeing the free spirit in you.

"Well? Are you just gonna stand there grinning like an idiot or are you going to go join her?" His wolf snapped him out of his trance.

Chuckling softly, Hongjoong shifted as well, eagerly running up to you and joining you, getting a little overexcited as he accidentally pounced on top of you, tackling you onto the ground.

"Oof!" You hissed when the weight of his wolf pinned you down.

"Oh my- I'm so sorry my dear. I don't exactly have full control in this way." He apologized as he immediately got off you.

Sitting up, you shook out your fur from the accumulated dirt.

"Don't worry...." Lunging at him, now it was his turn to be pinned down by you, an action that both surprised and thrilled him. He couldn't help but become giddy when you nuzzled your face against his neck.

"Neither do I."

❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

With the most disgruntled look on your face, you were about to knock on Seonghwa's door but in the end you didn't need to since the man himself opened it before you could even touch the handle.

"I smelled you coming all the way from the corner. Forgive me, I couldn't wait to see you." He admitted shyly, the eager smile on his face refusing to go away.

Clearing your throat, you straightened out your apron and kept your gaze to the floor, a rule all of you had to abide by: never looking at your masters in the eye, or any wolf for that matter.

"Please excuse me Mr. Park, I'll try not to be in your way."

Seonghwa looked at you in confusion when you simply passed by him, not sparing him a glance and headed straight to his bed, hands already stripping off the linen off the mattress. You were so engrossed in your task, trying hard to ignore him that you didn't notice he had come up behind you until one of his hands took hold of your wrist and spun you around. That physical contact sent you into a panic as it reminded you of the time you were being dragged out of your village, your frantic screams falling on deaf ears as your family burned to the death along with the house.

"Get off me!" You exclaimed, your fists immediately balling up and pushing Seonghwa away. He was utterly clueless as to why you were acting that way and in his foolish attempt to comfort you, he ended up making things worse.

"Y/N, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." He insisted as he neared you once more. Seeing you so distressed prompted him to try and embrace you, but it just further agitated you, his close proximity feeling overbearing and suffocating.

"I don't believe you! You're all the same! You're all cold blooded killers who don't care about anything! So don't fucking touch me!" You shouted, tears pouring out of your eyes as you tried to escape his grasp.

"Seonghwa stop! Cant you see you're only causing her more distress, leave our mate be!" His wolf chastised him, growling at the man as he continued to hold her. But Seonghwa wasn't listening, he still tried to calm you down.

"Y/N I care about you! Can't you see I love you? You're my mate, I would never hurt-"

The slap you landed across Seonghwa's cheek was hard enough to not only hurt him but to also stun him immensely that he let go of you. He stared at you in shock.

"Y/N.... why...how could you?" He was in disbelief as he grew up being told that mates could never bring themselves to hurt each other. And yet you didn't hesitate to. Instead of the love filled face you were supposed to have, you looked at him with disgust and pure rage, your sobs coming out with choked breaths as you fought hard to contain an ensuing panic attack.

"I told you from the beginning.... I hate you and your kind. Your kind murdered my family, destroyed my home and took away my life to serve yours and make it as comfortable as possible..... how could you possibly believe I'll ever love someone like you?"

With that, you stomped away, refusing to stay with him any longer, leaving him wondering just what did you mean.

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

Having woken up before the sun had even risen, you quickly threw on your cloak and wrapped it around your frame. Greeting the guards that were stationed by the front gate, you quickly made your way out of the palace and out into the forest that surrounded the castle.

"Good morning."

You were startled when you suddenly heard someone speak up behind you, making you whip your body around sharply. Being so scared and on edge, you inadvertently raised your hand and sent out one of your many defense spells, its green glow lunging out and nearly hitting the person responsible for your agitation, who was none other than Yunho himself. Being a creature of senses, Yunho dropped to the snow filled ground as quickly as he could, the blast coming out from you instead hitting the tree behind him, leaving a burnt hole straight through the thickest part of it.

Standing up and brushing the snow off him, Yunho stared at the tree before looking back at you, taking a step back when he noticed your glowing green eyes.

"Is this a good time to shift and run away from you?" He questioned you, hands up in the air.

Shaking your head to clear your thoughts, you took a deep breath and returned your eye color to its normal hue.

"You really shouldn't sneak up on us like that. When we aren't in control of our emotions, we can't control our powers and could cause unnecessary accidents." You explained with a rather annoyed tone.

"Accidents? You literally vaporized that poor tree for no reason-" Yunho's mouth dropped as he realized what could have happened to him.

"Oh my god! You really tried to kill me?"

Groaning, you pinched the bridge of your nose.

"What are you even doing here?"

Coming closer to you, Yunho smiled.

"I told you, I'm going to make you fall in love with me. I can't do that if I don't spend time with you."

Raising an eyebrow at him, you scanned him up and down, trying hard to read his aura, finding it bright and full of positivity.

"You're serious about this? You barely met me." You tried reasoning with him.

Yunho shrugged.

"To you it seems impossible because you're not used to it, but it's completely natural for us. To have one mate destined for us and recognize them at first glance...... so yes I've just met you, now will you let me get to know whom I've fallen in love with?"

You kept thinking to yourself how foolish he seemed to be. But you had to admire his dedication and commitment. Yunho's smile fell from his face when you said nothing and turned away from him, resuming your morning walk. He looked around awkwardly, wondering if you really just left him hanging there so cruelly. He was just about to go back inside when he suddenly heard your voice behind him:

"Well are you coming or not pup?"

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

It was day 2 of being confined inside your mate's home and honestly, sometimes you preferred he or one of his other pack members would have rather killed you off. Yeosang tried his best to make you feel welcomed, offering to spend time with you or suggesting you explore his rather spacious and cozy home, but you refused each time. Just because he was tied to you did not mean you were ok with the fact he and his pack killed off your own and were now forcing you to become a prisoner with them.

Hearing the door creak, you didn't even look or move away from the window sill you were currently sitting on.

"You know, if you wanna go outside all you have to do is ask me." You heard a chair's legs being scraped against the wooden floor. Placing the chair right in front of you so he could be facing you, Yeosang sat down with a bowl of fruit in his hands.

"What will be the point in that if I'd have to be handcuffed for it? Honestly, if you're going to treat me like a criminal I might as well just stay in here." You angrily spat out.

Yeosang wasn't going to answer to that. He himself felt it was unfair the restrictions they placed on you. Knowing he could do very little, he at least tried to make sure you were well fed. Picking up the fruit bowl, he placed it in front of you.

"You haven't eaten anything since you got here. So could you please?" His tone was practically pleading at you.

Looking down at the food, you sighed and placed it back on his hands. Just because you didn't want it didn't mean you were going to be rude and throw it on the ground.

"No thank you."

Yeosang opened his mouth to speak, but ultimately shut it. He was getting tired of your stubborn nature refusing to accept even the smallest of gesture he tried to offer you.

"All right..... I guess you left me no alternative..."

Taking advantage of the fact you weren't looking, he grabbed one of the strawberries and carefully placed it in his mouth before standing up. Feeling him come close, you turned to ask what he was doing but your words got caught in your mouth when Yeosang suddenly swooped down and grabbed the back of your neck, forcing the strawberry to be caught inside your mouth. Pulling back, he had the most smug smile you had seen, making you blush as you realized he indirectly kissed you.

"Now my stubborn mate, will you be good for me and actually eat or am I going to have to feed you mouth to mouth each piece of fruit?"

You quickly shook your head and swallowed the strawberry before picking up another one and downing it as well, trying hard not to look at Yeosang, who was still grinning.

"I'll go get you some toast."

As soon as he was out of your sight, he started giggling under his breath as he recalled your flustered expression, his wolf praising him for being so bold.

"It was about time you grew balls."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

Although it was rather unexpected to have you come back home so early, and not alone for that particular reason, your parents were more than thrilled to find out that you had finally met your mate and gave him the friendliest welcome to your home. San was naturally charming, kind and a total sweetheart, so your parents instantly loved him and thanked the universe that you two were paired up.

Seeing how lovestruck you both seemed to be, your parents insisted he stayed a few days with them, to which San adamantly refused, not wanting to be a burden, but he could not win against the persistence of your parents. Having remembered how they felt when they met each other, they wanted you two to spend as much time together as possible, knowing fully well you two wouldn't bear being separated for too long when the time came, especially since San lived far away from your hometown.

Laying under the covers of the warm blanket, San twisted and turnt on the bed of the guest room, unable to fall asleep. He kept writhing around, alternating between kicking the blanket off him before wrapping himself into it again. He began to wonder if maybe you were also having trouble sleeping. Unable to stay there any longer, he got up and crept out of his room, tiptoeing his way over to the door of your room.

"Don't, you idiot. If you get caught, her parents will skin you alive." His wolf chastised him, snarling lowly when San's hand began turning the handle.

"Will you please calm down? I'm not planning on doing any of that stuff you're thinking. I just.....wanna see her."

Letting out a scoff, his wolf clicked his tongue.

"I inhabit your body, I know what you think and what you feel. I call bull."

Ignoring the annoying beast, San carefully made his way inside to your bed, trying hard not to disturb you as he noticed you were peacefully sleeping. He couldn't resist himself as he reached a hand out to stroke one of your cheeks, heart fluttering when you unconsciously pressed your face closer to his touch.

"God she's so beautiful...." San whispered softly.

You stirred softly when you felt something pressing itself against your jaw and neck, making you flutter your eyes open. You let out an involuntary smile when you saw that it was San nuzzling his nose against your skin.

"Just what are you doing?" You asked him, stifling a giggle when you felt him breathe into your sensitive skin.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm scenting you." He responded, crawling further on the bed until he was resting on top of you. Once he was done, he sat there, eyes staring intensely into yours. He swallowed harshly before asking:

"Do you mind if I stay with you? I promise I won't try anything. I just don't think I can sleep without you nearby."

Melting at his puppy eyes, you reached a hand up and gently brushed out some of his hairs.

"Ok." You leaned up and kissed his nose, making San momentarily blush crimson. Patting the space next you, he quickly got under the covers and didn't hesitate to wrap you in his arms.

"Just be sure to leave to your room before my parents wake up." You yawned as you rapidly fell asleep again. Feeling a little brave, San repeated your previous action on you, kissing the tip of your nose.

"Good night my sweet mate."

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

Removing the old bandages and discarding them in the trash, Mingi carefully applied some more ointment on your wound.

"Well so far no sign of infection or anything abnormal. So I'd say so far you are healing quite nicely." He smiled brightly at you.

"But obviously not as fast as you or any other wolf would." You shrugged.

"Take into account we're different species Y/N."

Measuring out the exact length of gauze he needed, Mingi carefully wrapped them around your ankle, making sure it wouldn't be too constricting to hurt you yet not loose for it to come undone by the slightest of movement.

"Can I ask you something?" You piped up.

"Anything." He replied as he began to help you put your shoe back on.

"Why are you helping me? Like genuinely speaking we have no connection between us and we're still complete strangers.... so why are you doing all this? You have nothing to gain from helping me."

Mingi halted his movements momentarily, debating whether or not it would be the perfect opportunity to tell you about how you and him were mates. His wolf was definitely desperate as he whined inside of him.

"Tell her! Now's your chance! What are you waiting for?"

Mingi wanted to tell you, but he wasn't even sure you knew what wolfs meant when they talked about mates. Perhaps it was a foreign concept to you. He ultimately decided it still wasn't the best time, but he had to come up with an answer for the time being.

"I could gain a friend if you're willing to get to know me so we won't be strangers no more." He offered as he finished tying your shoelaces.

"A friend? Really? You want us to get friend zoned? Oh gosh you're an even bigger fool than I thought." His wolf groaned.

You eyed him suspiciously, trying to read through his expression.

"What's the catch?" You questioned him, to which Mingi shook his head.

"No catch, I just want to spend time with you."

Raising an eyebrow, you crossed your arms over your chest.

"You've kept me inside your house all this time, how much more time could we possibly spend together?"

Realizing you were right and no doubt tired of seeing the same walls everyday, Mingi decided it would be good for you to see the place he lived in. And it was perfect timing given that a traveling fair had recently came there. You could both have fun and perhaps you'd be more comfortable around him and his kind.

Shifting positions, he turned his back to you and waved a hand.

"Hop on."

You states at him as if he was crazy.

"What?"

"Get on my back, we're going somewhere I think you'll like." He explained.

Reluctant to trust him yet curious about where he was planning on going, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and allowed him to take hold of your legs and place them on his waist.

"Wait! Please don't tell me you're going to shift into a wolf and run with me on your back." Mingi chuckled when you said that.

"I mean I could if you want-"

"Please don't! I prefer your normal human form. Your wolf form is terrifying." You refused to let him finish that suggestion.

"Somehow I feel offended." Mingi's wolf huffed, yet Mingi himself just giggled as he began walking out of the house, taking precautions so as to not drop you.

"Trust me, soon you'll see wolfs are nothing short of being big puppies......."

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

Wooyoung groaned as the voice on the other end sent him straight to voice mail.

"Why won't she pick up?" He muttered angrily as he redialed the phone number.

"Oh I don't know, do you think perhaps it might have something to do with the fact you were being a horn dog and sniffing out other bitches when you're supposed to only look at our mate?" His wolf reprimanded him with a passive aggressive tone.

"Shut up, who the fuck asked you?" He spat out.

"Who else is around moron? Obviously you have no one to talk to but me." His wolf retorted.

"You're being a bigger dick than usual." Wooyoung pointed out. When the phone went to voice mail once more, he got beyond angry and threw it on the couch.

"I'm not being a dick, that would imply being an unfaithful and hormone raged fuckboy like you. And if I'm being hostile with my approach to you..... it's cause you might have ruined our chances with our mate and I'm feeling it!" The beast growled intensely with a ferocious nature that Wooyoung didn't think he was capable of producing.

"I'm the one bearing that aching need and want to be with our mate, not you, you selfish bastard. Oh if only I could separate myself from this body, I would tear your limbs off one by one!"

Wooyoung's stomach lurched, not just because the wolf was actually starting to scare him, but also because he did indeed feel utterly guilty and horrible for doing that to you. Picking up his phone again and grabbing his car keys, he decided it was time to fix things.

"Where are you running off to now?! I'm not done yet!" His wolf barked at him.

"Loosen up your knots mate, you're getting what you want. We're going to see Y/N." Wooyoung explained, immediately making the wolf ecstatic.

"Oh please. You won't admit it....but you wanna see her too."

Ever since the incident that happened you were in a pissy mood, angrily doing your chores around your house without enthusiasm or much care. Indeed, the dishes were getting aggressively cleaned by how hard you were scrubbing them.

"Stupid, lying, ungrateful, unloyal horn dog." You spatted out whilst slamming the dishes on the drying rack.

"Don't say that about him." Your wolf whimpered, still hurt over what had happened.

"I can say whatever I want about that ass-"

The doorbell rang before you could even finish your sentence. Groaning loudly, you wiped your soapy hands on your apron and stomped over to the door. When you opened it up and saw who it was, your mood darkened even more.

"Hey... I brought you these-"

Ripping the flowers off Wooyoung's hands, you didn't hesitate to start snacking him with them, the poor petals crumbling on the floor.

"You dirty, cheap, lying-"

You couldn't even bring yourself to finish saying anything. You simply dropped the rest of the murdered flowers on the ground and went back inside, slamming the door behind you. Wooyoung knew you were still there, he could feel and smell your scent from behind the door. That same scent that was becoming intoxicating for him. Pressing his ear to the door, he made out what seemed to be a sniffle coming out from you, making him regret his actions even more.

"Y/N? If you could please hear me out, I want to apologize to you properly for what happened. But I can't do that unless you open the door."

He knew you definitely heard him, yet still made no move. He wasn't giving up though. Turning so he could lean against the door, he let out a long sigh.

"I'll stay here as long as it takes."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

You nervously walked alongside Jongho, keeping close to him as you looked up at the building in front of you. Sensing your apprehension, Jongho gently patted your head.

"Hey it's all right. Nothing is going to happen ok? They just want to ask you a few questions that's all."

You nodded and allowed him to guide you inside the facility. Being overwhelmed by seeing so many people around, your instinct was to cling onto one of his strong arms, which he actually didn't mind you doing. He simply cleared his throat as he fought back the smile threatening to take over his features. Coming up to the room where you needed to be, Jongho simply walked in, already knowing the person on the other side was waiting.

"Ahh Jongho. Right on time. I take it this....is the human?" A cold looking young man around Jongho's age asked as he pointed to you.

"Yes, this is Y/N." Turning his attention back to you, Jongho gestured to the person sitting on the chair. "Y/N, this is my friend Yeosang. He's only going to ask you a few questions and then be done. Don't be scared, I'll be right outside the door waiting for you."

Your grip on him tightened when you felt him move away.

"Wait! You won't be here to...?"

Jongho shook his head, gently prying off your hand off him.

"You'll be fine. Trust me ok?"

Feeling assured with him, you nodded and watched him walk out of the room. Yeosang gestured for you to take a seat across from him, offering you some of the candy he had in a bowl near his desk, which you refused. Humming a small tune, Yeosang picked up a notepad and pen, adjusting his glasses before he began.

"So Y/N is it? Cute name, cute face." You flushed at his compliment.

"You know I'm really curious to know where you're from. Where were you born? Who are your parents?"

It wasn't an unusual question to be asked, many people had asked that before, but it never got any easier for you to answer that.

"I don't.... I don't know..... I came to the conclusion that my parents either didn't want me or died when I was very young....."

Yeosang nodded, scribbling away something that you couldn't quite see.

"How is it that you came to live with the wolf couple in your old hometown?"

You relaxed more with the second question.

"They've always been in my life for as long as I can remember. I practically grew up with them."

Stopping his writing for a minute, Yeosang rested his chin on one hand.

"Were you fond of them?"

The mere question lightened your mood. Before you knew it you began rambling on about how much you adored them and all the wonderful things they did for you. Yeosang himself seemed amused by your change of mood.

"They were all I had until-"

Your mind started racing, going back to that horrific day when everything was ripped away from you. You started hyperventilating as it started to become difficult for you to breathe, your sight fading in and out. Feeling your agitation, Jongho quickly rushed in and tried to hold you, but Yeosang held up a hand, making him stop in his tracks.

"She's having a panic attack due to PTSD, I suggest not to touch her or else you'll make it worse."

Trusting Yeosang, Jongho stepped back and watched him gently calm you down, assuring you that you were going to be fine and that nothing was going to happen to you. Yeosang gestured for Jongho to grab him one of the water bottles in the fridge, which he promptly did. Knowing your hands were too shaky, Yeosang lifted the water to your lips, tilting your head back so you could drink it. Although it was hard for you to swallow, you managed to gulp most of it down, a strange feeling of calmness starting to overtake you. So much that you didn't even realize you fell unconscious.

"What the fuck did you do to her you mad scientist?!" Jongho exclaimed as he ran over and picked up your sleeping body.

"Calm down, she'll only be knocked out for a few hours, nothing major." He explained as he studied the water bottle you had drunk from. With a smile, he held it out for Jongho to see.

"And we managed to get a DNA sample."

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Nathaniel x Reader || Art, an Evil Villain, and an Erased Window

“Nathaniel!” you winced as Ms. Mendeleev scolded him for drawing again.

“I’m going to get him the notes!” you tried to defend him.

“He should be writing his notes by himself, go to the principal’s office!”

“It helps him focus!” you stood up to continue to defend your red haired best friend.

“(y/n) sit back down!” she scowled, “you’re causing a disruption! Nathaniel! Go to the principal’s office now!”

“It’s alright (y/n),” Nathaniel sighed and picked up his papers to listen to what Ms. Mendeleev commanded.

You frowned but sat back down anyway, until Chloe tripped him. Then you jumped back onto your feet so fast that the chair you were sitting in fell backwards with a clatter.

“Ooh look at this,” Chloe mocked as she held up one of the papers that fell out of his hand.

“What gives you the right to look through his stuff!” you shouted from the back of the room.

“(y/n) sit down!” Ms. Mendeleev snapped.

Chloe continued to talk as if you hadn’t said anything, “it’s Nathaniel as a superhero!” she then gasped, “and he’s saving Marinette!” You felt your heart throb. Marinette? Of course he would like her, she’s sweet, kind, and the perfect friend. But you couldn’t deny that you had feelings for the red haired tomato, and it hurt to know that those feelings weren’t reciprocated. Nathaniel hurriedly grabbed his papers from Chloe and ran out of the room.

“Ms. Mendeleev! You’re being too harsh!” you argued while still standing up.

“That’s it (y/n). Go to the principal’s office now!” she ordered.

For a moment you were shocked, you had never been sent to the principal’s office before, but you quickly got over that shock when you realized that that was where Nathaniel was. You could defend him, “okay!” you replied and quickly gathered your items before running out the door. You were making your way to the principal’s office but was stopped by a rather peculiar person roaming around. You ran over to see what he was doing. You couldn’t believe your eyes when you saw him, “Nathaniel?” you asked in shock. He couldn’t be. Nathaniel? The sweetest person whom you’ve ever met being a supervillain? It made sense though, the red hair, the artist vibe, and the fact that Nathaniel was just sent outside.

“It’s not Nathaniel, it’s Evillustrator!” he shouted.

“No, this isn’t like you.” All of your stuff clattered to the ground as you looked at your best friend. “What have you done to Nathaniel!”

“You’re being too loud,” he snarled as he walked towards you. You stumbled backwards. This wasn’t your friend. “I don’t want Ladybug and Chat Noir to come just yet. I have some revenge I need to place on Chloe.”

“I get what she did was mean, but you don’t need to become a supervillain because of her!”

“Be quiet.” He drew something on his pad and tape was stuck over your mouth, immediately your hands flew up to your face to try and rip it off but your hands flew back as you got stuck to the wall with more tape. If looks could kill you would’ve killed Evillustrator right then and there, but he left the room without another word.

You struggled against the tape that held you back. Either you were weak, or this was some super strong tape. Definitely stronger than one strip of duct tape. You sighed. Here you were, stuck against a wall because of some tape with nobody around. You stood there dejectedly until an idea came into your mind. You remember reading somewhere on the internet that licking the tape that covered your face would cause it to come off. So that’s what you set yourself on doing until someone came by.

Screaming came from somewhere in the school, and you wished you could see what was happening. “Wait, (y/n)?” you nearly cried in relief when you heard Nino’s voice. You vigorously nodded. “Dude, what are you doing here?” You glared at him, if you could explain, you would. “Let’s get you freed.” He first set on picking at the tape on your face, “okay this will probably hurt. One, two, three!” with a yank the tape was off your face.

“Oww!” you groaned as your face started to sting.

“Sorry dude.” He answered and went on tackling your hands, “what is this, super tape?” he asked as he too struggled against the tape.

“I don’t know, but if it was just duct tape, I would’ve freed myself ages ago.” You struggled against the tape to try and help Nino get it off. Suddenly the tape was loose and your arm flew forwards, accidentally punching Nino in the chest. “Oh my gosh Nino I’m so sorry!”

“It’s fine.” He laughed and started on the other hand, except a bit more to the side. This process repeated for the last three pieces of tape until you were free.

“I’m free!” you shouted excitedly and raised your arms in victory.

Nino laughed, “come on, let’s get back to class.”

                                                      ...

You were at home working on your homework. Ladybug and Chat Noir still hadn’t captured the Evillustrator. You sighed and sent the image of your notes to Nathaniel. Ms. Mendeleev was just too tough on him. Actually, she was just overall a really angry and cranky teacher.

“So, (y/n).” You screamed and fell out of your chair as a voice came from your window. It was the Evillustrator, and with a few flicks of his pen your window disappeared and he walked into your room. You couldn’t do anything but stare at him dumbfounded. “You’re my best friend right?”

“What? I mean, of course.” You shakily got back onto your chair, “what’s with this sudden question?”

“What should I do for a date.”

“Huh?” you almost shouted, “a date?”

He winced at how loud you were, “with Marinette.”

“Oh,” you visibly deflated, “of course. A moonlit stroll is kind of cliche.” You thought out loud, “but I think the moon is out tonight. So that would actually be kind of cute.”

“I was thinking, riding down the Seine on a boat?” he asked uncertainly.

You gaped, “yep. That’ll definitely do it. Add candles and dinner and you’re practically golden. Fairy lights would definitely add to the theme, and if you want to be cheesy. Flowers.”

He nodded as you listed off ideas, “that’s great! Thanks (y/n)!” he hugged you before jumping out of the window.

“Yeah.” You quietly agreed wistfully. You snapped back into reality as you realized you still had a gaping hole for a window, “at least fix the window!” You groaned and laid back onto your bed. Your heart hurt as the entire weight of the situation settled. Nathaniel, the boy you were hopelessly in love with, was hopelessly in love with Marinette. You were already being rejected and you hadn’t even confessed yet.

You ended up going to sleep early that night. With your homework unfinished, your window a gaping hole, and your heart hurting.

                                                     ...

“So, how’d that date go?” you asked as you roughly sat down next to Nathaniel the next day.

“Date? What date?” he questioned in confusion. He turned to you with blue eyes wide in confusion.

“I uh, I mean nothing.” You blushed and turned away from him. You rested your face on your hand and spaced out as you looked at the floor. He didn’t remember anything from being the Evillustrator. Not the date, not the fact that he left you taped to a wall.

“What’s wrong (y/n)?” Nathaniel placed a hand on your shoulder and tried to get you to look at him.

“It’s nothing,” you sighed.

“Please,” he begged, “we’re best friends. I thought we told each other everything?”

“Except the fact that you’re obviously hopelessly in love with Marinette.” You snapped back bitterly. Your eyes widened and you clapped your hands over your mouth. He looked to be just as shocked. “I’m sorry I need to go!” you nearly screamed as you ran out of the classroom.

“(y/n)! Wait!” he called as he ran after you. He caught up to you and grabbed your hand, “please (y/n). Wait.” He panted

“I’m sorry Nathaniel.” You whimpered and tore yourself out of his grasp.

“Please, tell me what’s wrong.” He called down the hall.

You stopped running and turned around, but made sure to keep quite a bit of space between you two. “I’m sorry Nathaniel. It just hurts that you’re hopelessly in love with another girl.”

“I’m not hopelessly in love with Marinette.” He told you eagerly, “she’s just a very good model. I like to draw her.”

“Oh,” you weren’t entirely convinced. You didn’t want to sound like a brat, but what about you?

He seemed to notice your hesitation, “I didn’t draw you because there was no way any of my drawings could come close to portraying how pretty you are.” Your jaw dropped and you froze. Your mind couldn’t think of anything to say. “Sorry. I don’t think that really helped. I really like you (y/n), but it doesn’t seem like that feeling is reciprocated.” He turned around sadly and started to walk back to the room.

You snapped out of your daze and ran back to him before launching yourself to hug him, “silly.” You whispered to him, “I love you too.”

“Really?” he asked in shock and turned back around to face you.

You placed your forehead on his forehead, “of course. Why would I ever lie to you?” Both of you smiled at each and let your lips melt together in a kiss.

Masterlist (Originally posted in 2018)

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Cursing Ahead 🤬

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Ever since Mari's classmates stopped talking with her, they also stopped asking her for favors. Along with a blocked and rotating schedule for patrols meant that she actually had a sleep schedule. Sure she didn't get nearly enough but that was what coffee is for.

That was how she found herself down in the bakery with her papa. Roy had called her and the four of them talked and it was comfortable. Mari was the one who opened and was watching the front. She was still talking with Roy, but now it was on a headset, as he was out patrolling In Starling City.

"So as I was saying before we were oh so rudely interrupted." came Roy's voice in her ear. "So Ice cream and movies?"

A soft laughter escaped her and a smile on her lips.

"Sounds gre..." the bell at the door chimed. "Hey guys come in," she greeted the Waynes.

"Let me guess the bats?" Roy supplied as Dick bounced towards the counter.

"Good morning Marinette!" Dick practically sang loud enough for even Roy to hear.

"God how the hell is he so chipper so early." she heard Roy grumble.

"God damn morning people," she grumbled. That elicited laughter from both Roy and Jason.

"Amen to that!" Tim seconded in a monotone lifting a coffee cup. "Maman I'm going to take the Waynes up." she called poking her head into the kitchen. Her Maman nodded so she picked up her phone and walked towards them.

"I'll Let you go," Roy was about to hang up.

"Wait how about we give the Bats a heart attack." she smirked changing to the ancient language of miracles.

"I like the way you think, I'll catch you later." he responded in the same tongue.

"See ya then." she smiled, switching back the language. Ending the call and removing the ear piece. “Are you guys coming or do I have to drag you guys?" she turned back already at the door. Granted most of them showed confused faces and side eyes, but she smiled. They followed her without saying a word.

Once they were in the apartment she excused herself to change into more appropriate gear. She activated Kaalki’s miraculous, who then silently portaled out.

That being said she changed into a pair of black skinny cargo pants with red combat boots. A black long sleeve shirt under a cropped red sleeveless hoodie. Her hair was half down with red and pink streaks and a mini white gold backpack with three patches in the same white gold finished her outfit. She grabbed four parcels and went down.

"So we can either do the boring ground tour or," she held up the bundles. "we can turn up the speed."

"I like the way you think Pixie Pop." Jason stood and she handed him his.

"Roy sent me you guy's sizes, so I altered and customized a few things." she smiled. "bathroom is over there and the guest room is next to it." Dick looked torn between excited and horrified when handed his stack.

Tim seemed awake, but she knew better, "go change and I'll have a fresh pot of coffee ready." He nodded robotically as he got up.

She set the last bunch next to Damian, who was looking like an angry kitten. She sat down next to him and leaned in.

"What are you.." he started but Mari whispered in his ear.

"The jacket has a hidden sling for a katana, which will be practically invisible when on." His eyes widened slightly and there was a bit of slack in his jaw now. Before turning into an amused smirk. "Use my room up the stairs and through the hatch." she finished as he headed up the stairs.

"I'm impressed he let you close without struggling," Bruce broke his silence, as she finished prepping the coffee maker.

"Well he would have if," she began as Damian practically crashed down the stairs and all but tackled Bruce before rushing out the door. The closest she had ever seen her baby brother smile, which effectively made her smile.

"Holy crap! What are you?!" Dick made himself known.

"More importantly what the fuck did you do with Demon spawn!" Jason shouted from next to Tim, who was being propped up by both Jason and Dick.

"Tt. I am right here Todd." The scowl reappearing on his features. "It is adequate Dupain-Cheng."

"I'll take it as a compliment on one condition."

"And that is?" he rose a brow.

"You call me Marinette not Dupain-Cheng. I'm your sister aren't I?"

He seemed to war with himself for a moment before stating. "That is acceptable, Marinette."

At this point all the bats in the room were playing a game of ping-pong between Marinette and Damian. They were trying to figure out what magic spell Marinette must have used, when in reality she just seemed to fall into Damian’s good graces automatically. OK so maybe Marinette being the holder of the ladybug miraculous as well as being the great guardian of the order has that affect on most people, a sense of respect and trust that seems to permeate her aura.

She was handing Tim a huge mug as the front door swung open to reveal her Maman.

"Hello Bruce," Sabine greeted.

"It is good to see you Sabine," was his response.

“Maman," Mari pulled her mother's attention from her biological father. "These are Bruce's boys and my brothers. Tim, Jason, Dick, and Damian." she motioned to each one respectively.

"It's nice to meet all of you." Sabine smiled, "why don't all of you get something from the bakery before you go."

After finishing their small breakfast in the park Mari pulled out a map and a marker.

"So what do you guys want to see?" They listed off places that she marked down. She added a few to the list to fill it out, marked the route and took a picture and sent it to Roy. "Okay so this will work." she glanced at her phone. A quick look on social media showed no one has found Andre yet. She pulled out a case of comms and added, "Also keep your eyes out for Andre."

"Who is that?" Dick asked taking the earpiece.

"Andre's Ice cream cart, the best ice cream in Paris." Marinette answered.

"Then why must we look for him?" Damian added.

"Well he changes locations daily and turns it into a game of tag of sorts."

"Alright, lead the way Pixie." with a smirk she dashed off her brothers close on her heels.

Yes this is the best way to get to see the city, but this was also a test to see how the bats did without their toys.

Getting to Notre Dame was uneventful. Dick kept up a steady conversation with her, just a step behind with Damian, Jason brought up the rear but would constantly toss in quips and questions. Damian and Tim were mostly quiet, unless they were trying to get one of their brothers to stop a particularly embarrassing story.

Getting to the Louve was even more entertaining. Now that Dick had a feel for the Parisian roofs he would do flips and vaults to make her laugh. In the Louve is another story.

They had accidentally ran into some of her classmates, quite literally. She and her brothers were taking goofy 'walk like an Egyptian' group photos on the second floor of the Egyptian exhibit, the mini Ladybug camera was reattaching to her phone charm when Tim began asking her questions about it.

"Well my best friend loves anime, and we kinda sorta binged the entire Dragon Ball series and when we saw the ladybug camera. He said it would be impossible to create and maintain the quality of the image. So I kinda sorta made it out of spite." she mumbled the end.

"Hell if you weren't my sister I would beg Bruce to adopt you," Tim stated. "Do you have the files I would love to look through them. Maybe send them to Babs or Cy!"

"Sure I think I have it on a flash drive." That was when a tall body, walking backwards slammed into her, pushing her into Jason. "oof."

"You okay." Dick was in full mama hen mode fretting over her.

"I wasn't watching where I was going." the figure spoke as he turned around. "I'm sor." the words died on his tongue, Kim.

Max, Alix, Nino, Alya, and oh kwami no Lila, who were now all snickering.

"I'm fine Dick," she smiled to reassure him. However her classmates were shocked.

Lila of course was the one who broke the silence, by beginning to cry. "I'm so sorry about her. I know she hates me but to be so rude to a complete stranger!" her sobs breaking the sentence while her lackeys went to console her, glaring daggers at Marinette.

"Seriously girl," Alya began to scold her. "Your little out burst not only made Lila cry. Your insulting someone who is just trying to be nice."

She and her brothers were now standing awkwardly being scolded by a teenager. After three minutes of trying to figure out what they were being scolded for and why the guys hadn't apparently left.

"What the fuck did she do that your yelling at her for?" Jason finally broke Alya's rant. Now it was the five Parisians and the Italian to stand there confused.

"She called him a dick," Alya sighed exasperated.

"Yes." Dick answered confusing them further.

"Dick."Tim now called.

"What?!"

"Dick!!" Damian, Marinette, Tim, and Jason all called, and immediately began laughing.

"What? Oh, oh," a sheepish smile now on his face. “Names Richard but I go by Dick,” he explained to those who weren’t laughing, smiling at them.

"Tt. this is why I call you Grayson." Damian rolled his eyes. "Besides this one still has not apologized." he jabbed a finger to Kim.

"It's not worth it Damian,” Marinette shook her head. "We should head back to the bakery anyways. Maman has probably finished scolding Bruce." she smirked.

"Damn I wish I was a fly on the wall for that conversation" Jason lamented.

"Well..." she held up the ladybug charm and flipped it over showing an empty space.

"Two!" Tim shouted.

"Anyone who beats me back gets a copy," she smiled.

"Your on." Jason nodded as he vaulted over the safety wall from the second floor. Damian and Dick sprinted in opposite directions.

"Sorry Mars your gonna loose." Tim shouted as the last to leave.

"We'll see," she shot back. "Bye," She turned to her classmates as she grabbed the railing above and flipped up and over to the third floor, running to one of the secret zip lines the miraculous team set up.

"What the fuck" was faintly heard behind her, all but Lila and Max shouted by the sounds of it, as she jumped from the window.

She made up quite a bit of distance and seemed to be on Damian's heel. She had passed Tim and Dick was a few steps behind. Jason was just out of arm reach. So with a burst of speed both she and Damian were shoulder to shoulder with Jason.

The three of them simultaneously practically crashed into the side door of the bakery.

"I won."

"In your dreams Todd."

"I beat both you and Pixie"

"Check your eyes, or do you need the camera installed in your helmet." Jason's gaze hardened at Damian's words.

"How about we call it a three way tie and you both get a copy." Mari interrupted. "We should head up." Laughing Marinette opened the door and went up.

Lunch was rambunctious, but she was coming to expect that with her brothers.

“Too bad we couldn’t find that ice cream guy Mari,” Tim spoke up once everyone had finished eating.

“Oh let’s see if anyone has posted where he’s at today!” She went to check her phone but a message ended up distracting her.

Andres in your favorite spot I’ll meet you there at 7 your time.

"Cool he’ s in my favorite spot in all of Paris which just happens to be the last spot on our list today," she announced, sending off a text, setting her phone down, screen up.

Can't wait Katniss

"Why don’t you all go and Mari can get to know Bruce," Sabine offered.

OK granted it’s a good idea, maybe I should get to know my biological father but am I ready to? Do I want to? Am I yes, yes I want to get to know my biological father, yes I want my family to grow, my brothers are such protective goofballs and I love them already.

"Sounds good," she smiled.

That was when her phone lit up from a message. She went to pick it up, but she was to slow.

Jason was the one who snacked her phone. "Message from Katniss says see ya then Peeta. So who's Katniss Pixie."

"Well..." she started but she began to blush furiously.

"That would be her boyfriend," her Maman decided to add before heading back down to the bakery with Papa.

Dick pounced asking a million and one questions, Bruce physically froze but she could tell his mind was racing because that look was much the same as hers. Jason was pensive, while Tim and Damian just seemed bored or tired.

So that was how she found herself talking about Roy, blushing furiously. While simultaneously avoiding his name and details that would tip any of them off. After about a half hour of her answering questions did Dick start telling her about his fiancée. How they were planning on setting a date for the wedding.

After that the next few hows was spent sharing stories and tidbits of themselves.

However, thanks to Dick a design was swimming in her mind. so she did the only logical thing and ran up to her room. Grabbed three drives, her tablet and pen and ran back down. She tossed the red drive to Tim, and Jason and Damian each a black drive. Plopped down and began stretching out an Italian suit with a nock lapel. A rough coloration of a midnight blue offset by a sapphire. Accents of golden thread, emerald buttons and an Osiria rose in the lapel. She signed the design 'Mira Luck' and handed Dick the tablet.

"So I couldn't help myself," she begun to fidget. "But in my defense you told a designer about a wedding and my brain wouldn't stop screaming at me until this was on something. So what do you think? I know its rough but."

"Holy Shit your Mira Luck as in M, Jagged Stones personal designer. You are M as in the designer for the Lucky Spot!!" Tim screamed lunging to take the tablet from Dick.

"That's me," a blindingly bright smile lit up her features.

"So what do you think?" she asked again.

"It's amazing we were actually hoping to talk to you about Kori’s dress." Dick smiled. "I could call her it's not too late there."

"Perhaps it would be best to discuss it in person when Marinette next goes, that way she can get to know Gotham." Bruce interjected.

"That actually might be sooner than you think," she responded.

"I was actually accepted to be an exchange student for the next semester at Gotham Academy."

"Wait you’re willing we going to Gotham to study! You ’re going to Gotham willingly. Bruce I think your daughter might be a little crazy." Jason surprisingly brought up.

"I might be but but it’s no crazier than Paris and it’s a Akumas. Besides I would love to design your fiancée’s dress and we should head over to Andre’s ice cream before the sunsets that way we can watch the lighting of the Eiffel tower." She got up and called out. "Hey Jason mind passing me my backpack."

"Yeah sure," he went around he couch to grab it and toss it to her but before he did he finally seemed to notice the patches. "Wait are these The Outlaws."

"Yeah Red Hood, Arsenal, Star Fire, and Bizarro." she was smiling.

"Why choose The Outlaws?" Tim brought up.

"Honestly it was because Roy mentioned something about Arsenal and Red Hood and I ended up liking of the logos, so I made them into the backpack," she shrugged. "Besides unless you’re looking at it close enough you can’t tell which is always fun to see if people pay attention to it, let’s go."

At that the six of them walked out of the apartment, away from the bakery towards the Palais de Chaillot.

"So what's so special about Andre's Ice cream?" B asked.

"Personally I think he is a meta. But what he does is he can either see your true reflection or that of the person best suited to you."

"So he sees souls?" Tim added.

"Not quite, more like he sees the main qualities of you or your go." she tapped her chin.

"But he is meta,” Tim tried to figure.

"That's the only explanation I can come up with but I have no idea." Marinette shrugged.

"So how does he do it." Tim was now fully invested in this.

"Well you either ask for love or self and he usually does three to four ice cream flavors and gives a short reason."

They were now at the top of the stairs at the Palais de Chaillot looking out at the Eiffel Tower. They stood there as the last of the light faded from the sky. The city was dark for a moment as the Eiffel Tower lit up and slowly the lamps lit up.

"So that's why this is your favorite spot Minnie." A voice behind her chuckled. She turned around and nearly tackled him.

"Hey speedy." she pecked his cheek.

Not a second later did Jason scream, "Roy!"

"Ready for that movie?” Roy asked her an arm around her shoulders.

"Of course," she smiled. "See you guys around."

"What the fuck are you doing in Paris Roy!?" Jason screamed.

"Um... Date night," he answered. The Waynes were now practically surrounding the couple.

"What?" Apparently it was Dick's turn to yell.

"Seriously. I thought you said the bats and birds were detectives." she spoke just loud enough for them to hear. "It's kinda hard to believe with the big bat having a heart attack over there." Sure enough Bruce was seriously hyperventilating.

"Oh mind giving this to LB?" He handed her a small nondescript red box.

"Sure," Marinette took the box, "Au Revoir."

From there they left and oh kwamii did she wish she could replay that again, oh wait I can.

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Relationships: WayV

MaeKun

if it werent for the the laws of ncity he wouldve asked her to join wayv and stay in their dorms

Since they don’t live together or are part of the same unit they don’t really spend a lot of time together but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t want to be with Mae

Large parent/protective older brother energy

not as protective as 127 hyungs but you know

Yeah she’s a menace when she teams up with other WayV members but she doesn’t clown him as much as they do it’s cause she saves that energy for doyoung lmao

mae claims she visits the wayv dorm for him but he’s 50% sure she’s just there for the animals

the other 50% is because she wants him to cook for her which he does even if she doesnt ask

hes like those parents who insist on giving you leftovers to bring home to your family

he taught her to do magic tricks bc she was insistent on wanting to learn at least one

okay but honestly she thinks he really cool despite all the clowning she does to him

like singing? dancing? cooking? visual? magic? and he can fly a plane????

one of the reasons she has high standards ngl

MaeTen

ten has unofficially adopted her whether people like it or not

he has fought with taeyong and doyoung about it she is his baby

if mark and johnny are his brothers, mae is basically his younger sister

if you look at his photo gallery he has a folder dedicated to mae and mae only

any photo or video of them together is basically ten clinging to her like a koala

he looks at her like she put all the stars in the sky but the same goes for mae

she has admitted in an interview that ten is one of her role models because of his talent and work ethic

whenever she needs help with dancing he’s one of the first people she asks

xiaojun once asked him who’s his favorite between yangyang and mae and you could see him malfunction for like six seconds before jokingly scolding him

“yah how could you ask me that type of question?”

fun fact! ten was the person she asked to go with her when she got her first tattoo!

he arranged the appointment at the place where he got his and held her hand when she was getting it

Lowkey considered getting matching tattoos but never really took the time to think of what tattoos they’d get

MaeWin

another top ship among czennies

these two are so soft for each other omg

just one glance at the two and you’re already melting

You can see Yuta screaming about MaeWin whenever the group is together and they’re interacting

And if you can’t see it you’ll probably hear it

MaeWin: casually talking

Yuta: is this what heaven looks like

MaeWinMark is just yuta’s weakness and he doesn’t even bother to hide it

Okay back to MaeWin before I get ahead of myself and make an entire post about Yuta and MaeWinMark

If they’re gathered in a large group their interactions aren’t really noticeable unless you’re actively looking for it

While the others are talking you can just see Mae playing with his hands or winwin giving her a soft smile while patting her head

They talk more when they’re either in a small group or just the two of them

MaeWin shippers were devastated when they got separated so when nct 2020 happened they went feral

Every once in a while they go out for hotpot and talk about what has been going on

LuMae

this man right here

they first met when she was visiting NCT U dance practice for BOSS with food and she heard him from the hallway

its one of the reasons why she wasn’t intimidated by him even though hes a giant

she was excited to see what kind of energy and personality he would bring to nct

and she was not disappointed at all

personal hype man

whenever they’re on a variety show together and mae is asked to do something he just yells “FIGHT HAEYADWAE”

of course the same goes for mae but less loud bc last time she kept yelling she lost her voice and couldnt talk for the rest of the show

He just has this energy where if he’s hyped up about something she feels energized to be hyped up well so you just hear the both of them cheering loudly

its always interesting to see because you just see a gentle giant cheering loudly with this smol girl next to him trying to match his energy

he always makes sure she’s comfortable when they’re at a schedule

like we know how he’s really silly on camera but he’s also very observant and caring

one time mae complained about how her feet hurt from the heels she was wearing so he just picked her up bridal style and walked to the van without a word

XiaoMae

They’ve heard abt each other from Kun and ten and greeted each other when they passed by each other in the halls but they never really had a chance to grow close until nct 2020 happened

Mae wasn’t in the Make a Wish unit so there weren’t a lot of chances to get to know each other while promoting either but it doesn’t mean they’re not friends

ten also hogs her attention when she visits the wayv dorms but we dont talk about that

these two arent as close as the others but not to the point where they actively avoid each other

whenever they’re together they just vibe

theres no awkward silence or small talk they just talk about random stuff

“no lucas, i dont hate xiaojun hyung we just dont hang out as often as we do”

“yes hendery we do have each other’s numbers we just don’t talk often”

WayV is lowkey tempted to lock the two of them in a practice room together and do a vlive to see what’ll happen

prime candidates for “It’s Awkward but It’s Okay”

their dynamic is kinda DoRen where they pretend to be awkward around each other as a joke

like they went out together once and everyone as excited bc omg they were interacting

XiaoMae shippers are starved for content and will accept any crumbs that come their way

HenMae

the duo people didnt know they needed until they met

its not like people didnt want them to become friends its just that theyre energies match well

these two are such a vibe

you know how there are ppl who don’t see for long periods of times but you still want tackle them in a hug whenever you meet? yeah its like that

kun sometimes wants to separate the two bc of how much chaos they cause together

they’re the duo where they think something is a good idea at the time but ends up as something bad at the end

kun has banned the two from the kitchen bc of a fire they started

HenMae shippers are thriving because of all the stories of the dumb shit they’ve done

lowkey considered doing a series together on nct daily but then the channel stopped uploading vids so it was never mentioned again

one time he was on call with his sister when she walked in and accidentally mistook her as his gf and now they jokingly have each other as bf and gf in their phone contacts

ten nearly had a heart attack when he saw the contact name pop up and mae picked up the call

 yangyang has the whole thing recorded on his phone and refuses to delete it

MaeYang

(A/N everytime i see this gif i need a moment to pause and try and remember my ideas cause my head goes empty when it comes to yangyang)

okay if HenMae are chaotic, MaeYang are worse

kun doesnt need to dye his hair gray bc of all the stress these two cause him

czennies thought they didnt interact much bc of different schedules and groups but once nct world happened they changed their minds

MaeYang slowly climbing up the ranks of nct ships

during one of his lives yangyang mentioned how he spoke a lot with mae and that she wanted to add him to the 00liner gc

czennies lost it that day bc 1) holy shit theres a 00liners gc and 2) why tf hasnt yangyang been added into it yet

insists that she calls him oppa/hyung even though theres only a one month difference between them

Mae and Yangyang: whispering in the corner of the room

kun: theyre either talking shit about someone or world domination and i cant tell whats worse

he tried teaching her some german once and she now knows like three sentences

“Hallo, Ich bin Mae. Was geht ab? Mir geht’s gut.” (A/N this is the outcome of my three years of german lessons everyone)

and basically all the swear words but we dont need to talk about that

haechan jokes that he’s stealing mae away from the dreamies so he wont be the maknae in wayv 

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[nctsjiho]

Just LuHo Things (Lucas x JiHo)

Kun (and Ten)’s Children

"LuJi!”

Though Lucas and JiHo are knowns as LuHo in the fandom Kun, the only person who really calls them by a “shipname”, calls them LuJi

Whenever the two are together they are usually goofing around a lot which ends up with Kun being on high alert and scolding the duo sometimes

Lucas is already really playful and he really likes JiHo so he gets her to do stupid things with him a lot

You’ll find Kun cleaning their mess they left behind with an annoyed expression

(no one is asking Kun to do it, JiHo has already told him she’ll tidy up after herself, but the leader has no patience when it comes to those kids)

Ten is the more chill parent who tells Kun to calm down and “let them be kids”

Both of them have heart eyes for Lucas and JiHo together because the two younger members always have such a bright smile on their face when they hang out

Dream’s lost members

We all know Lucas has said he wanted to be in Dream multiple times before

JiHo has joked about it before as well

On multiple occasions, whether it was a VLIVE, NCT daily content or on fancams, they have been seen singing and dancing to NCT Dream’s music as well as fangirling about the group

Multilingual messes

Honestly anyone in NCT who speaks more than 2 languages has a hard time speaking some times

Even though this isn’t specific to LuHo, for some reason when the two are together they have such a hard time saying at least one sentence which is completely correct

Lucas isn’t the best Cantonese teacher out there to be completely honest I’m sorry Lucas but you know this as well

So after a few attempts of trying to teach JiHo some Cantonese he just gave up, thankfully because the Cantonese he did learn JiHo wasn’t all correct either

On the other end of things, JiHo has given up teaching Lucas other languages as well

She’s a pretty good teacher if you’d ask the other members, but Lucas’ motivation only stretches out to about 15 minutes until he’s done “learning” the language

It’s their incredible amount of energy that makes it so hard for them to communicate properly

They’re always laughing and cracking jokes, never really being serious, so they just kind of fumble with their words and make hand gestures in the hopes the other person understands

And they do!

JiHo and Lucas seem to be able to understand each other 95% of the time, even if their conversations are unintelligible to anyone else in the room

Gifts

Lucas spoils JiHo with expensive gifts

We’ve been knew

JiHo doesn’t ask for anything ever, which is just ridiculous in Lucas’ opinion

Which is why whenever her sees something pretty that JiHo would like while shopping for himself, he’d buy it for her no hesitation

At this point JiHo’s closet is at least 1/3 courtesy of Lucas

JiHo wants to return the favour, but she never knows what to buy him

When she does find a cool hoodie or bag to buy Lucas she always checks it with him first to make sure he likes it, which results in either of 3 options

“I already have it, but thank you”

“I don’t really like it” He really doesn’t like it that much

“I don’t really like it” Lies because it’s a bit too expensive and maybe will end up buying it himself so JiHo doesn’t have to make a huge dent in her wallet

There’s one thing JiHo is really good at though

She’s quite observant, so whenever Lucas mentions something small like, “I lost my favourite cologne” or “I recently finished my cleanser” she’ll write it down and the next day she already bought it for Lucas

Those small things really mean a lot to Lucas which is why he keeps trying to repay her with way too expensive gifts

JiHo’s nothing more than a human sized teddy bear

The amount of times the boys have been worried about Lucas hurting JiHo is pretty impressive

The way Lucas tackles JiHo or throws his whole body weight on her, like he isn’t a 183 cm, 65 kg (that’s not even that heavy at all 😭😭) man

It’s concerning

It’s like he’s a Great Dane that doesn’t know his size, but he loves JiHo so much that he just needs to throw himself on top of her

He also doesn’t know his strength sometimes because he will literally just pick JiHo up with one arm and swing her around like she weighs nothing

Lucas seeing JiHo after not having seen her for a month is... dangerous

She always has to brace herself for Lucas coming at her running to just hug her

At this point she just let’s him pick her up and swing her around, because resisting him raises the probability of her accidentally getting hurt

The girl also really doesn’t mind it and secretly likes it a little, even though she wouldn’t directly admit it

Here some quick-fire LuHo things/facts to end this

I guess this is how I end these kinds of posts now

Isn’t fact checked but: Have each other saved as Prince and Princess on their phones

In 2018 had each other as their phone wallpapers for at least a month

When WayV has schedules overseas or JiHo is touring with NCT 127, they call each other at least once a week for a few hours before they go to bed (at least the person who is about to sleep)

JiHo loves Bella, Wayv’s dog (okay quick side note, I don’t know if she’s actually all of the members’ dog or one member...) and comes over to the dorm a lot to play with Bella, Lucas has said that JiHo is officially Bella’s mom and that they (JiHo, Bella and Lucas) spend a lot of time together

LuHo loves to play with each other’s hair and do each other’s makeup or skincare routines -> results in sleepovers 

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Side note: I am completely burnt out from writing 😭 it really sucks so if my posts are less entertaining, for lack of a better word, I’m really sorry.

If you’ve noticed I’m back on posting every other day (besides that one time that Tumblr didn’t show my posts in tags so I delayed that post another day) and even with that schedule I’m struggling. I’m trying my hardest not to quit writing though, because that’s not what I want in the grand scheme of things, even if I do feel like I have absolutely nothing to write. I started about 13 posts in the last few weeks which are now in drafts unfinished... I’ll stop complaining now 😅 but I just wanted to let you guys know, because I do feel a sense of responsibility with this blog and that it would be unfair to just stop posting or post less, or continue posting “bad” posts without an explanation.

So that was that, I’m sorry for that 😅

I hope you all have an amazing day/evening/night 🤍💚🤍

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[castielgurl]

Football is a game, Love is like a battlefield

Romanogers Week

Prompt: Enemy to lovers

Natasha Romanoff is a football player of Russian descent. Red-haired with a dreadlock style, she likes to wear piercing on her nose and hates makeup. She likes to change the color of her hair, sometimes braided or even short hair exactly like a man. She is very fierce and does not care about negative comments on her Instagram page. As a famous female soccer star, she is often the victim of attacks by male soccer fans. They said she shouldn't play football, it's better to stay in the kitchen. Just because she’s a women’s soccer player. Natasha is often involved in anti-social media bullying campaigns.

 Natasha is now at the peak of her career. She has joined the big London -born club Chelsea Woman`s FC with the highest transfer value in the market. Has won the Women's English Premier League. Won the European Cup with her country Russia. She is a midfielder who is the team captain for her club and country. Natasha has just been awarded European Player of the Year. Natasha is a person known for her assertive leader character and violent style of play. However, Natasha's life changed forever when she met her future husband.

 Steve Rogers had a bad boy image. Even so, he became a young girl’s craze pretending to know about football. Because he is a tall, lean body, six-pack, white skin, blonde hair. Every time he played football, the girls would scream like they were hysteria. Steve has of course been dating a bunch of beautiful women from models to a famous actresses.

 Like Natasha, Steve is also a world-famous football player. He represents Chelsea FC, has won the Premier League title three times. Won the Champions League with Chelsea with him as the top scorer. Steve also represented his country USA at the World Cup. He is the captain of his club and country team. Steve is a striker who is known for his fast running style and energy as strong as a bodybuilder. Steve has won World Player of the Year twice.

 Because they play at the same club. The two finally met on the training ground. The training fields for male and female players are only separated by a fence. Since the two of them have opposite characters of course disaster is about to happen.

 It all started just because of a ball. Steve was challenged by his teammates for a crossbar challenge he kicked too hard accidentally falling into the women’s training field area. The ball, unfortunately, hit right on Natasha's head. Natasha's face flushed with anger. She then shouted and ask who kicked the ball earlier. Natasha took the ball, she knew the ball did not belong to the women’s team. Natasha went across the fence to the men's field area and kicked the ball hard against the body of one of the male players. He was not in pain but the player turned around.

 “Who is the dumbass who kicked the ball? You better talk now! ” Natasha's voice was fierce.

 "Eh, why are you shouting. Are you on your period? ” The blonde man laughed cynically.

 Natasha was very angry, not that she didn't know who the player was. Steve Rogers aka football Hollywood star. But Natasha didn't care who he was.

 “Are you too stupid? Don't know how to play football? Why do you kick the ball and hit people`s heads? You want my feet to reach your face? ” Natasha insisted on fighting even though she is too tiny and Steve was six feet tall.

 Steve laughed when he heard this little woman scold him. He was not immediately intimidated by Natasha's threats. She was like a puppy that barked loudly but was too cute. This woman with dreadlock hair reminds him of rapper Snoop Dog.

 “This is a football field, what do you expect? of course, the ball flying everywhere why are you so angry? If the ball hits your face that's a good sign. At least it can fix your face” Said Steve as his friends laughed as well.

 Natasha's face grew red. Then she tries to elbow Steve's. Steve wants to fight back but his friends stop him. They said he only looked like a coward if he hit a woman. Steve assured his teammates he would not use the physical.

 "You are too rude. Do you think you're good-looking? I know guys like you, playboys, and sleep with a lot of women. But the fact is you are nothing. No one loves you. They are just riding on your success. ” Natasha stared sharply into Steve's eyes. That's when Steve slightly faded his ego. Because the green woman's eyes were so beautiful Steve admitted it. But he returned with his ego.

 "I am not afraid of you. Your body is small. I can carry you and keep you in my pocket ”said Steve with a cynical smile.

 "You start first. Why don't you just apologize? ” Natasha doesn't understand.

 "If you are still not satisfied. What do you say we play a game? Whoever wins will have the right to ask the losers to do what they want. ” Steve wanted to challenge her.

 "What game?" Natasha asked

 “We play matches with five players per team like 5-A Side. We play on the East End outdoor field boys versus girls. What do you want to say? ” Steve is sure Natasha did not back down from a challenge.

 “Well, we will meet tomorrow at 5 after training. But you have to do what I want. Don't begging when you lose later ”Natasha did not hesitate to agree. She wanted to teach this man a lesson.

 "Fine, I will see you tomorrow Snoop Dog," Steve said while laughing at Natasha's reaction.

 Natasha’s teammate asks her if she seriously wants to fight with the men’s team. Natasha is sure they can win.

 "Nat, are you sure about fighting with male players. They are not ordinary players. They have just won the European League they are World-class players. Steve is a highly-skilled player. ” Her friend Yelena tries to change Nat's mind.

 "Hey, don't be afraid, we are also the best team in Europe. Male and female players are the same. What matters is the strategy to win. We are equal with them. After all, Rogers needs to be taught a lesson. If his team loses he and his team must wear a drag queen costume. Imagine how funny that is. ”Natasha was convinced

 "I think Steve is hot. How can you talk to him, if it happens to me I will be speechless ”said Yelena who is a Rogers fan

 “Hey, don't you see that asshole? You didn't hear him call me Snoop Dog. ”Natasha cannot believe Yelena.

 Yelena continued to laugh out loud. She admits it's very funny. Yet Steve spoke the right thing. Natasha is not good at dress up. Many times Yelena wants to do a makeover with Natasha. But she rejected it because she thought the way she dressed was not important because the performance is what matters.

 “Really? You laughing. Well, his face is not bad. But on the condition that he cannot speak up. On his forehead he should be written Jerk, then people will stay away from him ”Natasha really hated Steve's sloppy mouth.

 "Nat, you have to be careful because too much hate can lead to love" Yelena teased

 "Hey you don't see us anymore we are the worst enemies from the past life"

 The next day.

 Natasha has selected five players including herself Maria, Wanda, Yelena, and Hope to represent her team. While Steve chooses Bucky, Sam, Scott, and Clint on his side.

 "You call me Snoop Dog, I also have a bad name for you" Natasha and Steve meet in the middle of the field before the match starts

 "What is it?" Steve stood with his hands on his hips

 “Barbie Kent. If your team loses you have to wear a women’s dress to the training session. You will definitely lose ”Natasha said confidently

 “Woww you are playing dirty now huh?. If your team loses you and your friends have to wash my car in a bikini ”Steve said with a smirk.

 Natasha should teach this man a lesson.

 Natasha’s team took the lead with a goal from Wanda. Steve initially wanted his friend’s not to play rough because they were girls. But after the goal, Steve told his teammates to use their full strength. After that, a lot of fouls ensued. Steve's team managed to score two goals from Steve`s. The match was not the most interesting but various incidents of fights between Steve and Natasha quarreling over various issues. Everyone was so depressed to see them both throwing hurtful words at each other. The sexual tension between them is very obvious. Before the end of the match, Natasha successfully scored an equalizer. She jumped for joy in front of Steve. Yet drama ensued when Natasha’s team asked the referee to consider a penalty when Bucky tackled Maria inside the box but was objected to by Steve. Eventually, they quarreled and everyone else was only able to see them quarrel. All the players have given up and just want to end the match. The result of the match ended in a draw. No one loses no one wins.

 “Why don't you two go in the room and just make love? Seriously that's the solution to your problem, ”Scott told them

 Their reactions were both disbelieving and showing disgusted faces thinking they were both going to have sex. Natasha definitely wants to vomit. Eventually, they returned to their respective homes feeling dissatisfied.

 Then every day Natasha bumps into Steve. Because they practice in the same building. Somehow every day will definitely come across. Natasha wanted to avoid seeing Steve's arrogant face. They will meet before entering the training ground, in the club cafe, in the gym, in the parking lot, in the elevator. Wherever they will surely meet. Every time Steve would tease Natasha he deliberately wanted to make her mad. Call her Snoopy, and ask when she will release a new rap song and so on. Of course, Natasha hates Steve’s jokes. Natasha will also ask where he is partying with the barbies.

 Steve's day was not complete if he didn't see the redhead's face every day. Natasha's face flushed when she was angry, her husky voice when she grunts, he loved hearing Natasha fight back when Steve teased her. She was a bit funny when angry, she was a little fierce but she looks cute when her face was red, she will bite her lips when she felt disgusted with the words Steve threw, it was a sexy lip for Steve. Also, her tiny size when trying to standing on her toes. Steve has met many pretty women, yet Natasha catches his eye. Natasha is not the same as other women. Honestly, Natasha is very beautiful but if she changes her appearance, surely many men will chase after her. Steve imagines she wearing a red dress with curly hair for sure he will be mesmerized. She is just as passionate about football as he is. Most of the girls he met were not interested in football. Steve searches all the information about Natasha on the internet and stalks her Instagram. His teammates knew Steve had lost his mind over the red-haired woman.

 But the question is does Natasha want to accept him? And how does he get started? The woman must have hated him so much.

 Then the football season is about to end, all the players will take a summer vacation. After that, they will join the national training camp in preparation for the World Cup. The Chelsea club hosted a Gala Night to award the club’s best players for the season. This season the club combines an awards ceremony for the men’s team and the women’s team.

 When Natasha Romanoff’s name was announced as the Women`s Player of the 2021 season she took on the stage. Steve and all his teammates were speechless as she wore a sexy red gown. Her hair was styled in a curled and she ditched her piercing. She's the most beautiful woman Steve has ever seen. Steve starts to feel jealous because all the men are focused on her. Steve doesn't like other men looking at his women.

 After Steve received the best player award for the third year he wanted to take his boots in the club boot`s storage room. But something unexpected happened Natasha was also there. Natasha thought Steve was going to make a nonsensical joke because of the dress she was wearing tonight. Natasha hates wearing it she was forced by Yelena. Yet Steve didn't say anything to her surprise.

 “Why don`t you say something, like a bad joke? Yelena picks this dress ”Natasha expected a response from Steve.

 “Why should I do that? Do you want me to fight with you until we are both old? ” Steve continued to pick up his boots on the top rack.

 Natasha came to stand behind Steve. “What is wrong with you today? This is not you. ”Natasha knew something was wrong

 “Do you know who I am? Do you really know me? ” Steve turned and stared into Natasha's eyes. Inside he wanted to drag the woman into his arms. Because she looks so pretty tonight. But he keeps his composure.

 The question startled Natasha.

 "I just don't understand why you like to fight with me. There are many more female players out there that you can choose to fight. ” Natasha still doesn't understand what Steve's intentions are.

 “You really want to know the truth. Well, I'll tell you now. Because I love to see your angry face, I love to see your red face, your lips, your staring eyes, your sexy voice, your feet when trying to stand on your toes, your style before kicking the ball. You are really cute. I like you Natasha ”Steve approached Natasha closer

 Natasha doesn't believe in Steve Rogers' words. Maybe he drank too much alcohol.

 "Actually I love you, Natasha Romanoff. All I do is to get your attention. ” Steve said as he stared into Natasha's eyes.

Then Steve grabbed Natasha's chin and kissed her lips. Natasha froze and couldn't resist the man's kiss. Then she realized and pushed him away and ran out of the room.

 When she returned home Natasha could not sleep. Her heart was pounding after being kissed by Steve Rogers. What the hell? Steve Rogers expressed his feelings to her. Natasha turned to the right and to the left trying to forget the man but in her heart, it was like in turmoil. She thought Steve hated her and she hated him too. Yet she turned out to be wrong and unable to resist his charmed. Kissed by Steve like she was struck by lightning.

 The next day Natasha and Steve meet again on the training ground. Natasha looked at Steve from a distance and waited if the man wanted to taunt her or laugh at her. But he was so different he just kept quiet and even stole Natasha's gaze when he thought Natasha wasn't looking at him. And when Steve and Natasha meet in the hallway Steve stares at Natasha's face. Like Natasha is the only person who is on his mind every day. Steve and Natasha just stood nearby and stared at each other. Their teammates bump them who were staring into each other’s eyes. Wondering what really happened between the two of them.

 A few weeks later Natasha and Steve flew to Qatar to compete in the World Cup. For the first time, the men’s team and the women’s team will compete at the same time. Natasha and Steve both focused on the biggest tournament of their careers. Natasha, who represented Russia, excelled in the competition. And her team managed to win the World Cup for the first time. But of course, attention is given to men's football. Steve Rogers stole the show by winning the golden boots award and Player of the tournament. Even though the USA only made it to the semi-finals, it was still an incredible achievement. Natasha watched the semi-finals matched in the stadium with the fans. Steve spotted the red-haired woman easily despite a hundred thousand people in the stadium. Natasha let her hair down and donned a USA jersey while cheering for his team.

 Natasha then turned around to show the jersey she was wearing with Rogers' name on the back. Steve smiled when he saw that and she giving him a flying kiss.

 After the match, Natasha and Steve met in the tunnel. Their teammates force them to acknowledge each other’s feelings.

 "I also really like you, Steve Rogers. So are we going to date now? ”Natasha asked Steve.

 "There are only two things in my mind that are football and you. You drive me crazy. Let`s date then ”Steve said while opening his both arms.

 Natasha who is only five feet three tall looks cute jumping to hug Steve Rogers who is six feet tall.

 "Even though I didn't win this match, but I won your heart," Steve said as he swings around Natasha on the air. Then they kissed in the tunnel of the football stadium. The kiss happened so passionately that they didn’t notice the photographer was taking a picture of them. The breaking news when the two big stars of world football are couple overshadow the story of the England team winning the World Cup.

 A few years later Steve Rogers and Natasha were about to get married and it became the wedding of the year as the union of the two best football stars in the world had sparked a phenomenon. All the tabloid newspapers have already started figuring out how their child will be born later because he or she is will definitely a great football player because of the DNA of both their parents.

#romanogers #steve rogers #natasha romanoff #romanogersweek #captain america #black widow #stevenat

[kythed]

synopsis: it’s a tragic case of boy meets girl, boy likes girl, girl has a boyfriend. [un]luckily for you, semi doesn’t play by the rules... and you don’t really want him to.

tagged: semi eita x reader, fluff, mediocre writing.

commitment level: 2,583 words.

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They say young love is a rite of passage. They say it’s fresh and light, it’s wading in the shallows of a swiftly flowing river and letting the deliciously frigid water take you wherever it flows. They say young love comes easily. 

But they don’t tell you youth is not a remedy for pain. They don’t tell you the cold of that water burns your skin, too — it leaves your fingertips numb and kisses your palms an angry red. They say “it’s just puppy love,” but they don’t tell you puppies grow into wolves. 

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You’re eighteen when you first meet Semi Eita, and he’s twenty-two. It’s not a highly significant age gap, but it’s noticeable enough. 

“She’s a baby,” he says, eyes grey as the southern sea and just as unforgiving. Though he’s young, the weight of an iron giant rests on his slender shoulders. 

“She’s talented, Semi,” says Akamine, tone wheedling. He fiddles with the lapels of his coat — it’s Italian, all cream silk and bronze buttons. “She’s capable.” 

Twenty year old Akamine Keo is a trust-fund kid, born into the arms of an oil empire he’ll someday fall heir to. He’s charming, clever, and sweet, with distinctly expensive good looks, fine features and black hair like raven’s feathers. He also happens to be your boyfriend. 

“That means nothing,” Semi says, peering into your face. An uncomfortable chill tickles the back of your neck as you fight the urge to look away. “There are toddlers who can shred Led Zeppelin, but they’re not musicians. They’re puppets controlled by overzealous tiger moms. They can’t take the heat of the real industry.”

“I can take the heat.” Your words bleed out heavy and sharp, a rough gash through the palpably thick tension. Fingernails leaving painful half-moons on your palms, you clench and unclench your fists down at your sides. “And I can sure as hell shred better than any toddler.”

For a split second, surprise flashes across Semi’s face, only to be quickly replaced by a wry smile. “Brave.” 

You stare at him, lips sucked in and eyes narrowed as Akamine slings an arm over your shoulders and presses a kiss to your temples. 

“See?” he says with a laugh. “She’s talented, capable, and brave.”

“Well,” says Semi, drawing the word out. He cocks his head, giving you one last hard once-over, before extending a hand for a firm shake. “We’ll see. I’ll give you two months. A trial.” 

You accept this compromise, returning the shake. Semi’s still skeptical, you can tell, but you make a vow to yourself — you’re about to blow this sonuvabitch out of the water. As Akamine crows in delight, Semi’s eyes don’t leave yours. 

Good luck, they seem to be saying. You’ll need it. 

You smile, and he smiles back. 

I won’t. 

+

Semi’s a phenomenal bassist. When you’d first started dating Akamine and he’d just joined Semi’s band, he could scarcely shut up about it — “His name’s Semi Eita, and I swear he’s got magic in those fingers, babe.” 

Well, Semi Eita’s about to be dethroned, because your fingers are magic, too. 

For those two months, you’re the band’s lead guitarist, and you pass Semi’s test with flying colors. It takes a couple weeks to fall into step with the other guys — Semi on bass, Akamine on drums, and a quiet college kid called Yasuda on keys — but you’re a quick study, and soon you’re a cornerstone, expertly weaving searing arpeggios of dashed dreams and fiery hopes up and down the band’s underlying tunes. 

(You should’ve seen it coming.)

You and Semi somehow become co-songwriters. He has a knack for melodies, and you have a knack for lyrics. Akamine doesn’t seem to mind the long hours you spend in Semi’s company, working in a whirlwind of messy notes and empty energy drink cans — he trusts you. 

(Sometimes you feel like maybe he shouldn’t.)

“What do you think of this?” Semi says, idly twirling a pencil between his fingers. It’s 10pm on a Friday night, and you’re stretched out on his couch, inhaling chow mein from a greasy paper box. “For the second verse, I mean.” 

“Lemme see,” you say around a mouthful of noodles, snatching the paper from his hand. You furrow your brow. “‘Tear me open like a scarlet letter, cruelly addressed ‘return to sender…’’ Jeez, Semi. Who hurt you?” 

Semi scowls. “It’s a breakup song, isn’t it? It’s supposed to hurt.” 

“You might consider being a little more… subtle,” you suggest, offering him a fortune cookie. He takes it and sets it aside.

“Heartbreak isn’t subtle,” he says, shooting you a look that speaks of throbbing phantom wounds. “It cuts deep. All the way down to the heart. Hence the name heartbreak.” 

“Wow. I had no idea,” you say drily. You swing your legs over the couch and sit upright, snatching his pencil. “I just think we should tackle this with nuance, not just write another ‘eff you’ ballad.” 

“This world can always use another ‘eff you’ ballad,” Semi says humorlessly, resting his chin in his hand. 

You regard his suddenly silent demeanor as he stares, unseeing, out the window. It’s dark outside, and it’s a darkness that speaks less of peaceful sleep and more of emptiness. 

You sigh, nudging him with your foot. “What was her name?” 

“What?”

“Her name. This demon of a girl that hurt you so badly.” 

For a moment, it seems he’s going to argue, to deny ever being afflicted with something so childish as lovesickness. Then he runs a defeated hand through his hair and shakes his head, laughing. “You’re too curious for your own good.”

You wait. There’s a brief, uncomfortable silence as Semi chews his lip.

“...Her name was Aiko,” he says finally, inspecting his nails with a faux nonchalance. “Smokin’ hot. Met her in music school three or so years ago, I think — she was a TA, a few years older than I was.”

“Older women, huh?” you tease. This is new territory — you’re dipping a toe into the forbidden arena of flirtation. A shadow of guilt creeps into the back of your mind as you think of Akamine, but the bright light of Semi’s crooked grin swiftly flushes it away.

“Yeah,” he says, leaning over to flick your leg. “I don’t date babies like you.” 

“Maybe you should consider it,” you say, unthinking. Semi stares at you, eyebrow raised, and you flush, frantically backtracking. “Not me specifically. I’m just saying — well, I mean, ‘cause this Aiko chick was such a bad time and everything.” 

“If you have a crush on me, just admit it,” Semi says. You’re sure it’s meant to come across jokingly, but the way he’s eyeing you twists your stomach into a pleasurable knot. Then he sighs, leaning back on his arms. “She was a great time, actually. It’s the ending that sucked ass.” 

The question lingers at the tip of your tongue, hesitant like an ill-trained acrobat, but before it even attempts the leap, Semi answers.

“It burned.” He looks straight at you, and you can taste the bitterness in his words. “It burned, and not a day goes by that I can’t remember how awful it felt.” 

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That’s the first of the many secrets you trade with him. 

Later that night, you tell Semi about your first kiss, about how the recipient smelled like Old Spice and tasted like chapstick, how he walked you to your front door and introduced himself to your mom. About how he took your virginity six months later, and how you soon realized there are some things in life you don’t get an exchange receipt for. 

Semi tells you his favorite color is green, and that outer space scares him more than anything. (He doesn’t like thinking about life in other galaxies because he can hardly handle thinking about life right here.)

You tell him you like milk tea with 75% sweetness, and he promises he’ll take you to his favorite cafe sometime. (“Not a date,” he assures you, and you internally scold yourself for wishing it was one.)

He says he once accidentally kicked a stray cat while trying to find a volleyball he lost in the bushes near his house, and that’s why he considers himself a cat person now: as repentance. (He has a pet cat called Haru, and he shows you a picture — Haru is small and black with bright yellow eyes. You say he’s cute, but Semi corrects you: “Not cute. Fierce.”) 

You say you used to wish life had a restart button, so you could turn back time and dance through each year without making a single mistake.

Semi says he still wishes that. 

(Another thing they don’t tell you is how secrets are really currency. Secrets can’t help but pay for familiarity, and familiarity often leads to something more.)

+

It’s a couple weeks later when you have your first gig. It’s at a bar downtown, and Yasuda nabs fakes for you and Akamine, though you don’t plan on drinking. Not much, anyways. 

(Speaking of Akamine, your relationship with him has grown strained over the past month. He’s stretched himself thin between the band and his business degree, and you — well, whenever your phone pings, you can’t stop hoping it’s from Semi.)

Five minutes before show time, Semi turns to you, eyes wide. “We don’t have a band name.” 

“What?”

“We don’t have a band name.” He looks around, frantically trying to draw inspiration from something in the dimly lit bar. “Quick, think of something.” 

So you think for a moment, chewing your inner cheek, before reaching out and tugging on Semi’s sleeve. “Paper.”

“Paper?”

“Paper.”

Paper is fragile, it’s thin, it’s easy to come by. But it’s also a world of potential on one sheet, a story waiting to be written. 

When the bar owner walks onto the stage and introduces the band, you know you’ve made the right decision. And from the glittering smile Semi flashes you before nodding at Akamine to count you in, you know he thinks so too. 

The show goes on without a hitch, and even though the bar is far from packed, you’re just as proud as you’d be playing in a stadium of screaming fans. The air smells of stale whiskey and fresh beginnings, and as your fingers dance up and down your Gibson’s fretboard, you hear colors — rich teal, smooth mahogany, creamy gold and silver brighter than the stars. Akamine keeps the rhythm like a war drum, and Semi, as always, is perfect. Yasuda, doubling as the main vocalist, sings until his voice gets wonderfully low and raspy, keyboard taking some of the heat as he grins back at you, mouthing how badly his throat hurts.

You’re sweaty when the set’s done, and Akamine buys you a drink, giving you a quick, half-hearted kiss and a tired smile.

Akamine’s always been kind to you.

“I gotta go,” he says, squeezing your hand. “Essay due tomorrow at ten.” 

He looks so genuinely sorry to leave, you almost feel guilty. 

+

You’re packing up your amps into the back of Semi’s van, alone in the parking lot save for the moon many miles above, hanging bright and full in a clear sky. The moon has seen all your most indulgent sins, and she’s going to see one more tonight.

“You did well.” Semi heaves the last of the equipment into his truck before turning to you, wiping his palms on his jeans. “Consider me impressed.”

“Why, thank you,” you say, giving him a mock bow. “So glad I’ve finally managed to impress the Semi Eita.” 

He regards you for a moment, arms crossed. A small sigh escapes his lips. It’s both a sigh of resignation and one of anticipation. 

Then, in one smooth motion, he steps close, reaches out, and pulls you close by the waist. 

You stare up at him, all too aware of the heat radiating from his body. His skin is burning, and his cologne is different from Akamine’s — it’s not expensive, it’s not a multilayered, deep, woody scent. It’s cheap, the sort of cologne a struggling musician can afford, but it smells of home.

“Forgive me for what I’m about to do,” he whispers, sliding a hand up your jaw to cup your face. His hair glows silver and ghostly under the streetlamps. 

“And what are you about to do?” Your voice is deadly quiet, and your chest feels a deathly cold despite Semi’s proximity, refusing to thaw as you await his answer. 

“Kiss you absolutely senseless.” 

Semi’s never been one to make empty promises, and right now is no exception. He presses his lips to yours and you immediately melt into his arms, suddenly craving him and only him. You’re not entirely sure how you’ve managed to avoid devouring him whole up until this point, because he kisses like Eros, full of pomegranate seeds and crimson blossoms, of days spent in clandestine bliss. He kisses like a man on death row, desperate and longing, hands squeezing your waist like your body is his only anchor to life itself. 

Semi Eita wants to be a rockstar, but right now he’s just a boy kissing a girl he’s bound to fall deeply, inexplicably in love with. 

When he finally breaks away, you’re breathless, staring up at him like you’ve just seen an angel. Your hands are still curled in the front of his shirt, you’re still standing on tiptoe, lips just inches from his. 

“Semi…” You swallow hard. “Akamine’s a good guy… I can’t.”

Semi tenses his jaw, taking a finger to lift your chin. “Then why are you looking at me like that?” 

Your voice is barely above a whisper. “Like what?”

“Like you’re hungry.” 

He’s got you there. 

You’re standing on a balance beam splitting two vastly different worlds. On one side there’s the known: Akamine and his bright, blue-eyed optimism, his willingness to shoulder burdens he shouldn’t have to. There’s his sweet touch and soft kisses, his firm words of reassurance and his sunny laughter shedding light on your hidden depths. 

The known is comforting. It’s familiar. 

But on the other side… there’s the unknown. There’s Semi Eita in all his scalded glory, his sharp tongue and headstrong determination. There’s his burning touch, his fingers leaving scorch marks on your cheek and his lips depositing glowing embers in your mouth, ready to ignite at a single inflammatory word. There’s his moonstone enigma, the shadow underlying his every sentence like smudged eyeliner. 

The unknown is frightening, almost overwhelmingly so… but there’s something in you, something willful and terribly thirsty, that draws you to this unknown and the possibility of knowing it. 

“Because I am.” 

And you grab his face and pull it down to yours, impatient, frustrated by months of dancing around that painfully tangible attraction, that magnetism — finally, you allow yourself to fall, hurtling through a chasm of fallen stars and ancient suns, hanging on to nothing but Semi and his carefully guarded secrets. 

You kiss him hard, pouring your soul into his mouth, all your youthful doubt and hope. You knot your fingers in his hair, and he pulls you into his chest, pressing your body so close it’s as if he wants to make it a part of himself. 

And when you part for the second time, chest heaving, you know you’ve fallen completely, entirely, without a doubt. 

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New Girl

Intro: Hello, lovelies!! I hope you guys are having a good day/night!! This was requested and since I’m currently watching the movies again, I just had to get it written!! I hope you guys enjoy!! :)

Note: Y/N is the new girl in town, she runs into Bella and things start to take a turn, what all does Forks have in store for her? Especially after meeting the Cullen’s

Word Count: 2251

Since you’re writing for Twilight now, I was wondering if you could do a Rosalie x Reader. Reader is an adult new to town who came to escape her past & finish her last year of high school. Also, maybe reader is a badass that rides a motorcycle. @confusinggemini612​

Arriving at Forks, you were ready for a fresh start, you had done things you weren’t proud of in New York that you wanted to get away from and it worked out that your father got a job at the sheriffs department in town, today you were starting your first day at Forks High School “Honey, hurry up or you’ll be late!” Your mother called from the kitchen, causing you to sigh as you finished tugging your shoe on “Coming!” You called, grabbing your bag and helmet before heading downstairs.

“Hi, mom! Bye, mom!” You said, snagging a piece of toast off a plate that your mom had set out for you and your brother, Tyson “Have a good first day at school!” You heard your mom call as you headed out of the house, you saying a muffled ‘love you’ with your mouth full of toast as you headed out, going over to your motorcycle and pulling your helmet on before driving off.

When you got to the school, you found a parking spot and pulled your helmet off, taking a quick look around and seeing a lot of people staring at you, you wanting to shrink back into yourself but you refused to let yourself do that Things are going to be different here you thought to yourself, getting off your bike and heading towards the entrance of the high school.

Getting inside, you ran into a brunette “I’m-I’m so sorry” the girl said, looking at you and reaching down to pick her books up, you bending down to help her “Don’t worry about it… The name’s Y/N Y/L/N” you said, handing her the books before standing up and watching as she stood up as well “Bella Swan” she said, looking at you as she rearranged the books in her hands and the two of you standing there awkwardly until you heard the bell “Hey, do you know where this class is?” You asked her before she headed off “Yeah, that’s my class, follow me”.

Later on throughout the day, you were walking down the hall with Bella and her other friends when a handsome looking man came up to you guys “Bella” he said, wrapping an arm around her and looking at you with those piercing gold eyes that made you slightly uncomfortable but you stared back “Edward, we gotta go” a pixie-haired girl with the same golden eyes said, looking at Edward then looking at you and smiling “Hello there, are you a friend of Bella’s?” She asked, looking at Bella when she put a hand on her arm “Alice, Edward… This is Y/N Y/L/N, Y/N, this is Alice and Edward Cullen” she introduced, causing you to nod “What’s up” you said, not sure what was happening at this moment.

“We should get going” Edward said, looking at Bella and then Alice who nodded before smiling at you, seeming to have a certain knowing gleam in her eyes as she looked at you, like she knew something was going to happen “Hope to see you again soon!” She said cheerfully, giving you a wave before heading off with Edward and Bella “The Cullens are a strange bunch, you get used to it” Jessica said, looking at you and you nodded “I see” you said, saying your goodbyes before you headed off.

When you got outside, you headed over to your bike when you felt someone staring at you, causing you to turn around and seeing Bella heading over to a vehicle with Edward and Alice then locking eyes with a blonde that was standing by the vehicle, her golden eyes piercing into yours as you both had a stare down, her face staying neutral until it filled with disgust and anger before she averted her gaze and focused on the bulky man beside her, you letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding before you slipped your helmet on and headed off.

Over the course of the next few weeks, you and the blonde which you found out her name was Rosalie thanks to Bella and Alice, but Rosalie had of course been ignoring you for some reason, she seemed to not really like you even though you could’ve sworn you hadn’t done anything “Hey Y/N” Alice said, coming over to you as you hopped off your bike, you leaning back against it as you looked at her “What’s going on?” You asked, looking at her and giving her a small smile, her having grown on you with her peppy attitude “Just wanted to see if you wanted to come to our place and hang out? We’re going to be playing baseball tonight” she said, you having found out about them being vampires by accident when Bella accidentally let it slip when you stayed over at her house one night “I don’t really-“ “Come on! Please?” Alice asked, giving you those puppy eyes that even you couldn’t say no to “Fine, at least tell me I won’t be the only human there” you said, looking at her and jumping at the squeal she released before she pulled you into a hug “Of course not! Bella will be there” she assured, you watching as she smiled at you when she pulled back, that gleam in her eyes appearing once more and making you question what you had gotten yourself into.

When you arrived at the Cullens house with Alice, you were immediately approached by Rosalie “What is she doing here?” She asked Alice, the anger obvious in her voice “I invited her, be nice” Alice scolded, looking at Rosalie who gave you a glare before she stormed back into the house “She really doesn’t like me” you noted, watching as she stormed inside “Trust me when I say that isn’t the case” Alice said, giving you a look before leading you towards the house.

During the game, you were placed on Rosalie’s team thanks to Alice and you were playing short stop alongside Jasper “You ready for this, Y/N?” Emmett shouted, smirking at you as he got ready to bat “Just hit the ball!” You called back, rolling your eyes and getting as ready as you could be before Emmett hit the ball, it coming straight towards you and you of course going for it, shockingly catching it and holding your gloved hand up with the ball inside of it “Well I’ll be damned” Emmet laughed, looking at you with a surprised look on his face before he smiled at you “Holy fu-“ you said when you finally felt the pain shoot through your hand, the adrenaline having been keeping it back, letting the ball fall from your hand and throwing the glove to the ground, your hand already swelling as you looked at it and not hearing the others rush over to you since you were more focused on the pain you felt in your hand “It’s definitely broken” Carlisle said, looking at it.

Once they got you back to the house and Carlisle wrapped your hand in a cast, looked at Emmett who looked at you apologetically “It’s okay, Emmett, I decided to try my luck with a high velocity ball” you chuckled, lightly punching his shoulder with your good hand and earning a smile from him, feeling a certain blondes worried gaze on you and turning to her, you giving her a small smile to show that you were okay and that seeming to ease her worry a bit “We should get you home” Alice said, looking at you and you nodded, knowing that your mom was probably wondering where you were “I can take her” Rosalie said, stepping up and looking at you two, you looking at her with a shocked look before you nodded and grabbed your stuff, Alice giving you a small smile before you headed out with Rosalie.

The car ride was silent as she drove you back to your house, your bike having been left at the Cullen’s since you couldn’t drive it back, you glancing at Rosalie and feeling your heart pound as you stared at her, quickly averting your gaze when she looked back at you “Thanks for giving me a ride, you didn’t have to” you said, going back to looking out the window “I did… You wouldn’t understand” Rosalie said, glancing at you as she glanced at you before focusing on driving, you wanting to say more to her, but she just stared ahead and sped up some more.

A few days later, you were out with Bella, her being worried about everything that was happening, there being a lot of killings happening around town, everyone thinking that it was a wild animal, but you guys knew otherwise, there were vampires out killing people “Are they closer to finding them?” You asked as the two of you walked through the woods, you guys needing some air and you guys having rode your motorcycle out here, against Edward’s wishes but you had promised to look after Bella “No, not yet” Bella sighed, looking around as you two walked.

After a bit, you felt like someone was following you guys and you could tell Bella thought the same thing since she kept looking back “We should head back” you said, looking at her and earning a nod as the two of you started heading back where you came from; the closer the two of you got to your motorcycle, the more you felt yourself being watched “Run” you said, hearing a branch break before you both took off running, you looking back and seeing a flash of red curly hair as you guys ran, making it back to your motorcycle and throwing a helmet to Bella, which she fumbled before she pulled it on and got onto the bike behind you “Go! Go! Go!” Bella shouted, wrapping her arms around your waist before you took off, looking back every so often as you drove off, the red head getting closer to you guys.

Before you could get far, she grabbed the back of your bike, knocking it off balance and sending you both flying from it, you letting out a cry of pain as you landed on your still broken hand and seeing a flash of a person, no vampire, tackle the red head as you hit the ground and feeling pain surge through your body as you watched the blonde… Rosalie, attack the other vampire and seeing Edward and the rest of the Cullen’s join in, Edward going to check on Bella, who was not too far from you on the ground “Y/N? Look at me” you heard someone say, causing you to look up and seeing Alice kneeling in front of you “I’m okay” you promised, wincing as she helped you sit up and knowing the damage wasn’t all too serious, minus the soreness you felt everywhere “Victoria got away” you heard Jasper say, Victoria having managed to get free from Rosalie’s grip, who was currently looking at you before she went over to you “I got her, Alice” she assured, glancing at Alice but her eyes mostly staying on you.

Once Alice headed off to help the others, Rosalie looked at you for a moment before reaching over and gently pulling the helmet off your head, your eyes locking before the next thing you knew, you were in her arms and being carried off, the speed of her carrying you away barely registering as you held onto her, her only stopping when she got back to your house which was empty for the day since your family was gone doing other things, you not saying anything as she brought you to your room and set you on your bed “I’m okay” you promised, looking at her and unsure what was happening right now, not able to tell what she was thinking as she looked at you “You’re in danger… Because of me” she said softly, gently cupping your face and you fighting back the flinch when you felt her cold hand on your face.

“Rosalie, what are you talking about?” You asked, looking at her and watching as she looked at you, her seeming conflicted with herself “You’re my mate, I tried to fight it back, but I can’t… Not anymore, not now that I almost lost you” she said, looking at you and biting her lip “I thought you hated me” you said, reaching up and resting your hand on hers “Hate you? I love you” she said softly, resting her forehead against yours and closing her eyes, wanting to fight back how she felt about you, but she couldn’t anymore, you giving a pained laugh before you closed the distance between you two, you feeling her resist so you started to pull back before she surged forward and kissed you, you able to feel her holding back as she wrapped her arms around you and pulled you closer, you wincing since everything still hurt which caused her to pull back “I’m sorry” she said quickly, going to pull away from you but you placed a hand on her arm “No, stay” you asked, looking at her and watching her think for a bit before she nodded, laying back down on the bed beside you and letting you get comfortable against her, holding you close to her as she listened as your breaths evened out, her thinking of how she was going to do everything in her power to keep you safe.

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Dead Poets Society (Chapter 3)

Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis - 1959, your grandfather being the headmaster of Welton Academy - an all boys Boarding School, wanted you close to him after your parents death. Forcing you to join beyond any rules to be a student there. Despite strict rules you still fell in love with one. But Tom seems to be loosing the will to live when his strict family forces their wishes on him. Can one amazing teacher change your lives forever?

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Chapter 3 - Almost Heaven

October 5

“I GOT THE PART!” A voice screamed from behind, tackling you into their arms and pressing a large kiss to your neck before pulling away quicker than it came.

“You did?” You met Tom’s sparkling eyes as he opened the door to his dorm.

“That’s amazing!” Harry chimed in. “Do I get a kiss too?” He raised an eyebrow and Tom rolled his eyes.

“I’m proud of you.” You smiled as you watched him removed his scarf and coat, jumping on his heels in anticipation.

“Alright now I need a permission letter.” He cracked his knuckles as he got his typewriter out.

“How are you going to get a permission slip from your father?” Harrison wondered from the corner of the room. He was looking down at a book and you realized you hadn’t even noticed him.

“Oh hey Haz!”

“Hey Y/n/n.” He still didn’t look up from his book. “Could you tell your husband he’s going to fall flat on his ass with this?” He mumbled and you let out a laugh.

“I’m not.” Tom rolled his eyes, his grin never leaving. “I’m going to forge a letter from my father to your grandfather and everything is going to go fine.” He nodded.

“It’s not going to work.” Harrison huffed as he flipped his page.

“Stop being so pessimist Haz! He’s going to be fine. If his father discovers anything we can just talk to him. Tom has the best grades and has done nothing but please him.”

November 1

“TOM WAIT FOR ME!” You giggled as you chased him down the hill towards the docks.

“THEN COME FASTER!”

“I DON’T WANT TO FALL AND SLIP ON THE SNOW!” You argued before finally catching up with him.

"You won't." He argued back and you bit your lip to stop smiling as you watched his pretty traits. The snow had rosed his nose and cheeks and you couldn't help but think he looked very handsome.

"If you keep running like that I will." You giggled before flipping the page of his copy of A Midsummer’s night dream and looked at him as a cue to start his line.

“How now, spirit! whither wander you?” He started to act and you smiled when you saw the spark in his eyes.

“Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire.” You continued. “I do wander everywhere Swifter than the moon’s sphere.” You both started walking into a circle, eying each other with mischievous glances. “And I serve the fairy queen” You lifted your head proudly as you read the lines, feeling into character yourself - you weren’t in the play but you enjoyed rehearsing with him a little too much. “To dew her orbs upon the green.” You continued the rest of your reply until it was time for his line.

“I love this.” He chuckled when you were done. “I love everything about this.” You smiled at his words. “And I love you!”

“I love you too.” You giggled at his sudden outburst. “Now it’s your line Puck.” You pointed to him with the book.

“The king doth keep his revels here tonight.” He wiggled his eyebrows which made you chuckle. “Take heed the queen come not within his sight!” He almost screamed, breathing in the cold air. “For Oberon is passing fell and wrat, Because that she, as her attendant hath” He pointed to you as you read over the book to make sure his lines were correct. “A lovely boy stolen from an Indian king.” Suddenly he ducked behind you and took you by surprise when you turned around to be smashed in the face with a snowball.

“YOU!” You stayed open-mouthed in shock for a second.

“Yes, my fairy?” He smirked and you huffed closing the book and putting it in your bag before grabbing some snow and throwing it at him.

“YOU MISCHIEVOUS LITTLE!” You raced him all around the lake, throwing snowballs at each other. Each of you managed to dodge some, while in some cases you ended up smashed in the face. “I SEE WHY YOU WERE CAST AS PUCK NOW!” You giggled.

You followed each other almost deep into the forest. It rang only with your laughter and the sound of the occasional bird going from a tree to the next.

“It’s as if the play has turned you into Robin Goodfellow himself.” You smirked as he was getting closer and closer to you. You were inches away and Tom was leaning in as to kiss you.

“So what?” He chuckled. “You want a divorce for fake merchandise?” He raised an eyebrow and you let out a loud laugh.

“No.” You leaned in as he did. “I don’t mind this side of you.” You smiled when your nose were almost touching. “I like it even.”

“Really?” He grinned.

“Kinda.” As these words escaped your mouth, the hand that was behind Tom’s back smashed to your face with a pile of snow. “YOU-” You screamed as he ran away laughing like an idiot.

November 24

You saw the month pass quicker than lighting.

It had all been late-night meetings with the poets, amazing English classes with Mr.Keating, sneaking off with Tom, and secret rehearsals with him.

It was all a wonderland of your own - life couldn't be better. It was Heaven. 

"LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT" Mr.Keating screamed making you giggle as you walked in a march-like stance in the middle of Harry and another boy you think was called Sticks - you didn't know, you never talked to him.

"Very good my friends." He smiled waving for you to stop walking. "You see, everyone started with their own pace." He started to explain. He elaborated more on the free-thinking of a walk before letting you all find your voice through your own walk.

You giggled when Tom and Sam bumped into you at the same time on purpose, accidentally making you lean on Harrison who slipped on ice and made a weird dance as he tried not to fall flat on the ground.

"Harrison, please try not to fall and break something, thank you." Mr.Keating nodded with a smile in his tone.

You left the class with a large smile on your face after Keating's class. It was the end of the day, meaning that it was time for you to head to the cave.

"You sure you can't come today?" You pouted as Tom was about to leave the school campus for his rehearsal.

"I promise I'll be finished in two hours and back at the meeting." He looked about to make sure no one around before squeezing your hand and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"Alright..."

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“You're parents collect pipes? That's very interesting.” you half coughed half chuckled as you inhaled a new puff of yours. Harry had brought a whole collection of pipes he had stolen from his parents. “This is awful by the way.” you chuckled and put it inside Harry’s saxophone.

“Hey!”

“Sorry.” You laughed. “It’s your pipe, handing it right back.”

“Your impossible.” He flipped his instrument so the pipe would fall back on the ground.

“How is everyone doing?” Tom walked into the cave with a happy smile and a lamp in his hand.

“Tom!” You screamed with a giddy smile on your lips at the sight of your husband.

He leaned down to kiss you, and you reached your hand to hold his neck as the kiss deepened. You smiled into the kiss when the boys started complaining and Tom pushed away from you. He dropped the lamp on a rock behind you before removing his scarf and coat.

“What this?” Harry asked as Tom took it back in his hand and removed the lampshade.

“Can’t you see it’s a lamp?” Paddy scoffed.

“No.” he smiled. “It’s the god of the cave.” He explained as he grabbed the matchbox from the middle of the circle.

“The god of the cave.” You repeated with a smile as you watched Tom light it up. “I like it.”

“I knew you would.” He locked your lips into a new kiss, missing your touch from the long day of classes and hours of rehearsal.

“I say we restart this meeting this Tom's around.” Harry raised his voice before putting the saxophone to his lips and starting to play.

First, it sounded like nothing until he started playing something that actually sounded nice. You all stared at him play, everyone falling into a comfortable silence.

Sam looked at Harry and realized something as the music filled the cave.

“I can’t do this.” He mumbled when Harry’s music died down. “I’m going to kill myself if I don’t get Chris.”

“Hey don’t say that.” You scolded and his stare turned to you.

“I have to be with her.” He suddenly stood up.

“Where are you going?”

“To call her!”

November 28

You finished reciting a poem, coming to sit back next to Tom as the meeting went on. You were about to ask something to Paddy when Harry walked into the room, a girl on each arm.

You shared a look with Tom and raised an eyebrow. The girls were a giggling mess. They stunk of Alcohol and looked like poodles owned by grandmas.

“Everyone.” He stumbled into the cave with the girls. “This is Carol.” He pointed to the brunette. “And...” He trailed on his words as he looked at the blond.

“Tina.” She squeaked like she was offended, but Harry just grinned.

“Tiiinaaa” He nodded his head with a smirk. They all sat down and an awkward silence filled the meeting.

“So... aren’t you going to start the meeting?” Carol wondering as she played around with a strand of her hair.

“Yeah how do we know if we want to join if you don't start the meeting.” Tina nodded chewing her gum a little loudly.

“Join?” You looked at Harry with raised eyebrows.

“Hey- So you’re not the only girl here!”

“If you’re doing this for me you don’t have to Harry.”

“I’m not just doing this for you.” He rolled his eyes with a light smile as he took a sip of a bottle Carol had handed him. “I’m doing this for me, Paddy and Haz.” He smirked.

“Alright... Well, the meeting has already started...” You gave the rest of the boys an awkward glance. They all looked just as uncomfortable as you felt.

The next hour was a mix of awkward silences, and side glances with Tom, Paddy, and Harrison. Each time you mentioned a very good poem the girls judges it as old. And you didn’t feel like reading your own poetry. The Dead Poets were about expressing yourself and spilling your gut. This meeting felt like it was judged by two drunken pair of eyes.

After what felt like hours later, the girls finally left leaving a sobered-up Harry behind.

Harry didn’t share a word and sighed as he leaned back on the rocks behind him.

“Why?” was all he said.

“Why what?”

“Why are almost every girl on this planet like the two that just came by?” He sighed and you could feel the pain in his eyes. “Why are you... and maybe Chris I’ve never met her I can’t judge - so amazing and wonderful and just- AGH” He let out a scream of frustration.

“Hey - Harry you’ll find the girl of your dreams don’t worry.”

“You’re taken.” He argued.

“Harry.” Tom warned and his friend let out a sad laugh.

At the same time, Sam walked into the cave, gave out a large sigh, and laid in the middle.

“How did the party go?” You smirked. After Sam had called Chris the other day, he had been invited to a party, and you were dying to know how it went.

“You don’t want to know.” He gulped as he sat up.

“What why? I thought it was supposed to amazing? Finally being able to see Chris and be at a party she invited you to.”

“I kissed her on the forehead and her boyfriend hit me.”

“Oh my,” You carefully looked at his face. “Jesus Christ Sam you have a black eye.” You took Sam’s face in your hands and delicately traced your thumb over his bruised eye. He nodded in your hands.

“Sam, what are we going to do with you?” You murmured.

“I don’t know...” He grumbled and sighed, not meeting your eyes. “But I love her!”

“I know you do... But please don’t get punched by her brute boyfriend again. I don’t want to find my best friend in pieces, please. Or have to beat the crap out of him for hurting you myself.” You smirk making Sam laugh.

“Thanks.”

“Is that why you’re back so early?” Tom wondered. It didn’t feel late at least. “What time is it anyway.”

Paddy looked at his watch “It's 12:01″

November 29

Your hands slipped away from Sam’s face as you realized it was past midnight. You looked at Tom whose eyes were already on you.

“Happy two months anniversary.” He smiled.

“Happy two months anniversary right back.” You giggled as he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your temple.

“If you guys wanna make out can you at least find another cave?” Paddy grumbled and you let out a laugh.

“No,” You shook your head. “I like having these meetings.” You chuckled as you melted into Tom’s arms. "We can wait."

“See why can’t this be Chris and I” Sam dropped his arms in surrender and you could see the sadness in his eyes making your traits softened.

“Sam, you're going to find it one day. Why do I feel like I’ve done this speech 10 seconds ago!?” You turned to Tom who shrugged his shoulders. “Sam - you’ll find her whether it's with Chris or another girl - but I promise that someday you'll find the most wonderful girl in the world, and you'll want to spend the rest of your life with her and she'll want to too."

"You and Chris are the most wonderful girls in the world." He sighed and looked down at the ground. "I'll be with Chris someday - You'll see."

And he did everything to be with her.

December 13

“You shine like the moonlight-”

“What are you doing?” Tom interrupted Sam as he wrapped an arm around you. “Sam why did I just hear you recite a love poem to my wife?” He raised an eyebrow making you giggle.

“He’s practicing. He’s going to Chris’s School today and admit his love.” 

“Interesting.” 

December 14

You made your way towards the boys' dormitories, almost reaching Tom’s when you heard a deep voice coming from where you were heading.

You recognized it - it was Tom’s father.

“But father the performance is tomorrow night! They need me!”

“You will not go - is that clear? I am not letting you throw your life away.”

“But father-”

You froze in your steps as you heard the coldness of his voice. It was his son! Why couldn't he be happy for him? You felt your fist form into a ball at his words.

There was more arguing until he left the dorm and you knew you were going to end up face to face with him.

You gave him a nod and his death glare didn’t help. You weren’t stupid, you knew he was going to watch you and see where you were heading, so you knocked on Harry’s door.

“Oh hey Y/n/n” Harry opened the door with a quizzical smile.

"Hey Harry! Do you have another copy of that book with the poem Mr.Keating asked us to learn for yesterday? I can't find mine." the look on your face told him to cooperate with your words.

"Um y-yeah" You engaged in a conversation until you were sure that Mr.Holland was out of earshot.

"Did you hear that?" You wondered once you were sure he was far enough. Harry nodded with concerned eyes.

Tom's door opened and a frustrated Tom got out of it. He loudly sighed and almost slammed his door before noticing you.

"Y/n" He managed a smile. "I was just going to see you."

December 15

You walked into the snowy forest, enjoying a quiet moment with Tom. Glad you finally got some time off from your long school hours.

You let out a shriek as you felt yourself falling. You hung on to Tom’s arm as you slipped bringing him down with you.

You both chuckled and looked like each other like two idiots with leaves stuck to your hair. You intertwined his hand in yours as you took each other in for a few minutes, not wanting to stand up.

The moment was too peaceful to be broken.

“I’m glad that Sam is finally going after his girl.” You smiled. “I’m proud of what he did. I talked to Sam when he got back, and he swore he saw her smile.”

“Yeah.” Tom turned his head around to look at the sky.

For a few seconds, it was only the sound of the wind in the trees and birds chirping.

“You’re going to do great tonight. I’m sure of it.” You squeezed his hand.

“Thank you.” He gave you a short smile as he brought his stare back to you.

“Is your father going to be there?” You asked him, your voice all quiet. "You know? Do you think he's going to go, see if you've disobeyed him?" You played with his fingers. “After what he told you yesterday...” 

He gave out a large sigh. “I don’t know. And I don’t want to know.” You watched his eyes and you could swear they were getting glossy but he was pushing the tears away.

“Y/n” He turned to you “What’s the point of living if he’s going to make my entire life hell?” He questioned you as he looked back to the sky.

“Because it doesn’t have to be that way.” You stood up and held his shoulder so he’d look at you. He took you in for a second, looking at how pretty you looked with the rays of sunlight that crept from the tree branches.

“You could stand up to him.” You said, feeling something weird in his stare.

“He won’t listen.” He shook his head. “When he discovers I still did the play I’ll be out of Welton and to another school that I bet will have prison bars on the windows.” His eyes were now fully glossy. “I won’t get to see you every day. You’ll be miles away from me - and he’ll make sure that I don’t see you until I have to run away to see you.” He closed his eyes and sighed.

“He won't.” You nodded. “He won’t because I’ll give him a piece of my mind. And you will too!” You looked back at him and saw his eyes glued on you.

“It doesn’t work like that darling.” He brought a hand up to cup your cheek, you melted into his touch. “I don’t want to live If I’m not going to be with you every day.”

“Don’t say that.” A sudden dark thought went through you. “He won’t take you out of Welton, he won’t make your life hell if you just talk to him.”

“Y/n... I love you, so much.” His voice got quiet.

“I love you too.” You managed a smile and brought a kiss to his lips before resting back on the soft mass of fallen leaves.

You looked up and inspected the beautiful scenery. Always feeling Tom’s stare on you.

“You keep staring at me.” You giggled as you turned your head.

“I know.” He gave you a smile and you rolled your eyes. He sat up and leaned over you so you were face to face.

You fixed a few strands of his hair and kissed his cheek. Before you could pull away he kept you close and trailed kisses from your cheek to your lips.

“If my father finds out - and still is mad...” He looked away and gulped before looking back at you. “Know that I love you.” He bumped your nose with his. “I love you with the light of a thousand stars. You're my love, my wife, my everything.” He caught your lips in his, kissing you like it was the last time your lips would ever meet, and you could feel it. Something was off and you knew it was.

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?” You breathed once he pulled away.

“I’m not saying goodbye.” He chuckled your worries off but you sensed the sadness in it. “Why would you think that?”

“The way you kissed me.” You placed a hand on his upper arm to keep him from going as you saw him shuffle on his spot.

“Honey, I’m going to be late.” You sat up when he was. starting to make his way up. “I’ll see you tonight.”

“Tom.” You held his hand tighter so he wouldn’t let go. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“What? What do you mean?” He chuckled it off but his voice gave him away. “I’ll see you after the play, I love you.”

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[moeruhoshi]

Hi! I hope you're doing well. Idk if you're taking requests but I had this cute idea where little dragon Natsu ends up really liking his teacher Anna (lucy's aunt) bc he smells Lucy on her but Natsu's not able to really understand that so he just knows he likes this teacher (this is based off of that one scene at the end in the anime). And then Anna brings Lucy to school with her bc no one can watch over her. Then Natsu sees Lucy and it all just clicks 👀🥰🥰

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

“Natsu,” Anna laughed as her little student smothered his face against the legs of her long skirt. “You have to go home, no more clinging to me, okay?”

“But Miss Anna smells really good,” The fledgling whined, using the little bit of strength in his hands to try and stay attached. His father sighed and pulled him by his waist, rolling his eyes when his son began to glare at him.

“Come on, Natsu,” Igneel grumbled and crouched down to his level. “Miss Anna has to go home too, and you’ll see her in the morning,”

“Okay...” He huffed, letting his weirdly strong grip on her go. His eyes glazed up at the smiling woman, his heart not so subtly skipping a beat. “G-Goodnight, Miss Anna!”

“Goodnight, Natsu,” She giggled and waved off the small boy who kept his eyes glued to her form as his father carried him away. He sighed lovingly, resting his head on Igneel’s shoulder. His tail had come out on its own, wagging behind him and slightly smacking his dad in the face.

“N-Natsu!” He sputtered, holding the appendage down. “You do this everyday, can’t you calm down already?”

“Nope!” He grinned as his tired father rolled his eyes, taking off into the air with his miniature prodigy.

Grandine greeted them at the door with a finger to her lips, holding Natsu’s younger sister in her arms.

“I just got Wendy to fall asleep so please be quiet,” She glared, bouncing the baby gently before going back into the house.

“But I wanted to tell mama about school today,” Their son pouted as he pulled off his shoes.

“You can at dinner, alright? But for now, you can sit and watch television.” Igneel ushered the little fire dragon into the living room, making sure the volume was just above two as he left Natsu by his lonesome.

He wandered upstairs to find his wife, Grandine gently putting Wendy to rest in her crib.

He carefully wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek, chuckling lowly as she melted into his hold.

“I love having babies, but I swear, no more,” She shook her head furiously. “Wendy’s sensitivity to sound is...ugh, I just forgot that this is something we’d have to deal with while she’s still so young,”

“Me too,” Igneel sighed, the both of them carefully exiting the room as Wendy cooed in her sleep. “But that might not be the worst of our problems,”

“What do you mean? Natsu’s not fighting at school again, is he?” She groaned, following her husband down the stairs.

“No, hes just very attatched to his teacher. It’s the way she smells, he wouldn’t let her go when I went to pick him up,”

“Oh gosh, that doesn’t sound good,” She pursed her lips and turned to face him. “But there’s nothing else weird about the way he’s acting, is there? I don’t think we need to be worried unless he starts getting possessive or antsy without her around.”

“You’re right, but I swear I’m going to lose it if his instincts wake up early while we’re dealing with Wendy’s hearing,”

“Worst case scenario, we can just send her to stay with my mother for a little while.”

The worst case scenario would prove to be a reality for the Dragneel family as the years went on, but the next day of school was the beginning of the worst of it.

It wasn’t until a dragon reached their adolescence that their instincts woke within them, making it much easier for the parent to walk their child through the understanding of their own body.

And it wasn’t completely unheard of for a dragon to meet his mate early on in life. The only worry that came along with said encounter was a possible, accidental marking. It was hard to tell a child to fight off that kind of urge, especially when it was such an overpowering voice in their mind telling them to do so. And without proper supervision, there was no telling what might happen. It was only when the aftermath occurred, that things went haywire.

Sure, an older dragon could stand being away from their mate for however long they needed to be, were mature enough to understand that it was just a part of life. But for someone so young, they’d whine and cry like you had just taken their favorite bear away. And a baby dragon would have no issue with destroying everything around them in efforts to get what was theirs back at their side.

When Natsu walked through the doors of his preschool, he was quick to run from his father's side and into the open arms of his teacher waiting to greet him.

Igneel watched with a steady smile, but took it as a good sign when all Natsu did was take in a big whiff of her skirt before skipping off to find his friends.

He left for work feeling relatively secure with his assumptions, not knowing the madness he’d soon be faced with that evening.

When everyone had arrived, Anna clapped her hands and had all the students gather on a large and colorful carpet.

“Alright, so today is going to be a little different,” The teacher started, staring into the excited and few wandering eyes. “We have someone joining us today! I want you to make her feel super welcome, because she’s my niece! Everyone, I’d like you to meet Lucy!”

A little blonde girl, not much taller than the rest of them, appeared as if out of nowhere from behind Miss Anna’s skirt.

She waved her small hand and blushed in embarrassment, not used to so many people looking at her all at once.

Natsu, who always sat at the front of the carpet, felt his heart begin to pound. He stared at Lucy with wide eyes and felt a grin split before he knew it.

She was the source of Miss Anna’s hypnotic smell, why hadn’t he met her until now? If Miss Anna knew that she smelled so good, wouldn’t she have brought her here sooner?!

He wanted to stand up and tackle her in a hug, but he knew Miss Anna wouldn’t like it if he interrupted her outside of recess time.

“Lucy lives in Acalypha, but she’ll be here in Magnolia this week while her parents are out of town,” Their teacher said, everyone excitedly waving and saying hi. Though Gray tried not to look too excited about a new friend when he saw Juvia staring relentlessly at him.

“We’ll start this morning with arts and crafts, okay? So go sit at your usual tables,” She said, allowing the bunch of toddlers to stand and find their way to their seat. “Natsu, could I ask you to do a very special thing for me?”

“Uh huh! I can do anything, Miss Anna!” He chirped, practically bouncing as he stood in place.

“Could I ask you to look after Lucy while she’s here?” She asked, crouching down to push her little niece a little closer to the dragon. “She’ll need a good friend to show her the ropes, don’t you think so?”

“Mhm! Just trust me, Luce! I’ll be your bestest friend ever!” Natsu said excitedly, reaching out to grab her by the hand.

“O-Okay,” Lucy squeaked a bit as he pulled her along with him, showing her to his table and the others that sat with him. 

It would have been more obvious as to what was going on if Natsu was more rambunctious, but he was the epitome of calm. Though that really should have set off at least one alarm. Since when was that fire dragon ever this well behaved?

He was kind and didn’t come on too strongly, in the way that he would have towards Gray or Erza. Instead, he was clear and coherent in his usage of words, or as clear as a six year old was able to get.

When Lucy looked like she was confused, he helped her out with instructions or ran off to collect the materials she really wanted to use. Miss Anna would have paid more mind to this if she hadn’t had to focus her attention on one of the more upset students. It was Millianna, as usual, crying over her inability to be at home with her pet cat.

Natsu made sure she got to know his friends too once it was time for recess, the little blonde hitting it off right away with Levy and Cana. Erza was a bit embarrassed to meet someone knew, but warmed up to Lucy’s sweet smile in no time. Juvia...well Juvia was alright the rest of the day since Gray agreed to hold her hand. And Gajeel was always nonchalant, not caring about what was going on...unless Levy was scolding him.

At lunch, if anyone had the ability to notice, would have seen Natsu absolutely swooning from his seat across from Lucy.

He sighed lovingly and pushed his round cheeks up with his hands, leaning forward on them to admire her. She was in the middle of talking about her favorite book to the pixie beside her, Erza and Cana both fumbling to tie her hair in loose braids. They swore they could do it as good as Miss Anna could. 

Once she looked his way, his heart began skipping, his cheeks became flushed, and his adrenaline; well Natsu didn’t really understand that feeling. He really liked the way she looked at him though. 

Lucy laughed and picked a grain of rice that rested on his cheek, popping it between her lips as she stole it from him. 

Uwah...

During nap time, he couldn’t help himself anymore. Lucy absolutely, one hundred percent, needed to sleep by his side. 

Not that she complained. Rather, she was excited that someone else was just as excited to be her friend. 

Natsu smothered his nose against her cheek and fell asleep, holding her like he did his dragon-bear at home. Lucy liked that he was warm and snuggly, like her doggy, Plue. 

That was the first memory of the best sleep he’d ever gotten in his life. And any nap he had at her side in the future would count as well.

When his dad came by at the end of the day...it’s a good thing that everything indoors was magic-proofed. 

Lucy had been in a separate room at the time so she was spared the sight of a mad-raving, fire-spewing and burning, fledgling have to be dragged out of the school.

There was something inside of him that screamed, felt pain beyond what pain had meant. 

No no no no no no no no!

It drove him practically literally insane. It pounded in his brain, in every nerve end and even more so. It was as if he left his heart behind and all that could replace it was rage. 

Needless to say that Wendy and Grandine were out of the house before Igneel got anywhere near them.

Sleeping spells worked, if only for the night. It was spine-chilling to see him so catatonic in the morning. Like all that fire from the night before was all he had, that the flame that rested at the pit of his stomach couldn’t be lit again. 

But when Natsu came back to school and saw Lucy standing there, waving with the cutest grin ever on her face, well...Igneel probably the only one who got upset.

“Anna,” He sighed and wiped a tired hand over his face. “We need to talk, if you have the time right now,”

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[ohkiyo]

characters: black jackals, reader, and schweiden adlers (quick appearance).

warnings: lots of cursing.

word count: 9.3k

a/n: I was supposed to upload this one a few days ago, but I got lazy and I was always feeling sleepy so I didn’t have time to fix it. Hehehe, please enjoy this one! :D I’m lowkey bullying Atsumu in this chapter, but don’t worry, I still love him! XD

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When Shugo was appointed as team captain, he didn’t really give it much thought and accepted the title with pride along with the responsibilities that come with it. He had the experience of being a captain when he was still a student, so it’s nothing new. The only difference is that he’s leading a team full of grown men instead of hormonal teenagers.

With a team like the MSBY Black Jackals, one of the top teams in the V.League Division 1, you’d expect players who are more on the professional side of the spectrum, the kind that always means business, practice first relax later, that kind of thing.

However, he was proven wrong when the younger ones of the team, namely, Bokuto Kotaro, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Atsumu, and Hinata Shoyo are involved, the atmosphere is far from serious. Of course, when it’s time for practice they’re more focused, giving 110% into their training.

Even so, once that whistle is blown, signaling a break from practice, all hell breaks loose. If it is not Bokuto and Hinata bouncing around and screaming, it would be Atsumu and Sakusa bickering, well mainly Sakusa roasting Atsumu and the blond Miya trying to come up with the best come back he could think of.

From what Shugo could remember, Atsumu had none so far, so it was safe to say the setter’s verbal game is weak.

It’s not just them either, the older ones, namely, Oliver Barnes, Adriah Thomas, and Inunaki Shion would sometimes join the other four when they’re feeling playful that day, which just give Shugo more problems to deal with, and when all seven of them joined forces it just increase Shugo’s chances of growing gray hair at age 29.

They have a manager of course and he is there to help keep everyone in check, making sure they behave and all. But, with the team becoming even more well known, emails for brand deals, interviews and magazine photoshoots were sent almost every single day that it needs immediate attention and the only one for that job is their manager himself, Mizuno Takato.

Leaving Shugo to mostly deal with the team on his own.

So when Coach Foster and Takato told him they’ll be having another manager to take care of the team’s internal affairs, he was so happy he almost cried.

“Everyone I would like you all to meet, (L/n) (Y/n) and she will be your manager starting today so take good care of her”

You bowed your head as everyone shouted a “Welcome to the team!” with Takato holding up your very own MSBY jersey jacket. As everyone went around to introduce themselves to you one by one.

“Hey, hey, hey! (Y/n) I can’t believe you’re back!” Bokuto bounded over to you, picking you up, then spinning you around laughing as Hinata excitedly babbles beside him.

“Welcome back (Y/n)!”

You giggled, happy to finally see the friends you left all those years ago “I’m home!"

Bokuto gently places you on the ground, planting your feet to the wooden floor as you steady yourself. While the others who were curious about the exchange and the sunshine duo's familiarity with you walks over.

“You know her Kotaro, Shoyo?” Oliver inquired as Bokuto nodded his head, taking hold of your shoulders and pulling you in front of him, facing your new teammates.

“She was our manager back in high school, while Hinata met her during our training camps”

That was months ago and every day you have proven yourself to be a very reliable manager and Shugo could not be any happier.

“Congratulations everyone! That was a very good game” you said, giving them their towels and drinks as they sat down on the bench. Resting their tired muscles and regaining the lost energy from a very tiring 3 set match.

The Azuma Pharmacy Green Rockets were not an easy opponent, especially with players such as Kiryu Wakatsu, who was once a part of the top three aces in Japan and Goshiki Tsutomu who was Ushijima’s junior back in high school. Nevertheless, they still manage and won the game a good way to start their Monday.

“Goshiki’s straight is still as cool as ever” Hinata stated gulping down his water as Adriah and Shugo let out a sigh, remembering how they had problems blocking his spikes because of how close they mostly were to the line.

“He’s a very tricky opponent”

“Here you go, Sakusa-san” you pass Sakusa his own towel, the one you had specifically separated from the others as the spiker nodded at you in thanks, dabbing it on his face whilst listening to his teammate’s give their own commentary of the game and their insights of the opposing team’s players.

“Shugo, someone wants to have an interview” Takato called as the captain stood up from his seat about to walk to where they were waiting before he stops in his tracks and looks back.

“How about let’s have Bokuto, Atsumu, Sakusa, and Hinata do the interview this time?” he suggested, as Sakusa’s lips turned into a frown while the other three vigorously nodded their head “They're the stars of today’s game I’m sure the interviewer would love to hear from them”

Sakusa tried to make a last-minute getaway, but Atsumu took hold of the towel wrap around his neck and started dragging him, following after their captain.

“C'mon Omi-Omi, it'll be fun" Atsumu just grinned, watching Sakusa's face morph into a scowl as he tugs on the towel “Just live a little”

“I am living”

You quickly pack the empty water bottles and the dirty towels into the bag that Takato was holding while the rest slowly made their way back into the locker room “I’ll leave them to you (Y/n)”

You nodded, jogging after your teammates and immediately spotting them just outside the court, they've already started because you could hear the questions the reporter were asking them as you move to stand beside Shugo. The interview was going well, they were giving honest answers and honest opinions about the game, however, as it goes on, the reporter seems to have taken a liking towards Sakusa because he seems to be the only person the reporter was pointing the microphone at.

While the three idiots who were being ignored decided it was a good idea to do gymnastics at the back. You and Shugo watch in horror as Bokuto does a double backflip, landing perfectly on his feet, both hands raise high, Hinata mimicking his actions and Atsumu following after with a front split all the while not breaking eye contact from the journalist who had notice them. Sakusa who has had enough just plastered on the biggest I-Don’t-Give-A-Fuck face while giving one-word answers.

Shugo who can’t do anything about it just banged his head on the wall. He wished he could have an early retirement but God he’s still young.

“What happened?” Inunaki asks watching from the door as you scolded the four from their stupid stunt. Only Bokuto and Hinata were the ones who look guilty and were muttering apologies under their breath while Atsumu was pouting saying things like.

"I did nothing wrong" or "She was being rude"

Meanwhile, Sakusa doesn't even understand why you're getting angry with him as well, he answered that woman's question like what he was told to do, he just chose the fastest route and the lady seems happy.

“You’ll see later”

They didn't even have to wait long because, after an hour, the video was already circulating the internet, earning hundreds of views by the minute with people commenting like crazy.

“The good thing is, we just earned ourselves more fans” Adriah laugh, Takato’s phone in his hand, the device letting out a ding every minute as the team’s official Twitter and Instagram account were flooding with notifications of new followers or tagged posts.

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Meeting their fans were always one of the things they love to do, the prospect of connecting with people who had supported them throughout the years that they played just keeps them even more motivated to train harder and play better.

“Okay everyone, be gentle with the kids alright? Bokuto, Hinata I’m looking at you” The captain shot the two mentioned players a look to emphasize his point however the mentor-disciple duo wasn't even listening and instead was jumping in excitement, waving at the kids waiting at the other side of the field.

You chuckled, they're just the same as they were in high school and here you thought they've matured a little bit now that they're in their 20s.

Right now, the team was in Kawasaki for a mini fan event held in one of the city's local elementary schools. The team came to an agreement last night, after watching the hilarious black jackals’ post-game interview, that it would not be just fun and games. They should also discuss some bits and pieces of the position they play to give the children some insights and give an early understanding in case they plan to pursue a volleyball career in the future.

However, with kids being kids, didn't seem to care nor interested in the slightest because once it started, they quickly run to their favorite member and started climbing them like trees. The tall ones, especially Adriah and Oliver have at least two kids hanging on each arm, with one of their back, and another on their leg.

"It's good work-out" Takato noted, telling the other kids to do the same to the rest of the members before snapping a few photos to update the fans of the team's schedule for the day.

You guffawed watching as they tackle Atsumu to the ground, the blond screaming for help while clawing at thin air for something to grab.

"Don't worry Atsumu-san, I'll help you!" Hinata tried so hard to pull Atsumu up, but another kid jump on his back resulting in him losing his footing and falling beside the setter.

Bokuto wanted to offer his assistance, but a little girl accidentally tripped him, landing on the two.

"Bokkun, yer heavy!"

"Sorry!"

It turned into a messy dog pile and Sakusa, who was beside the chaos, move his own horde of children to another area before showing his wrist trick. A chorus of oohs and aahs was heard, as the kids watch with wide eyes as it easily bends forward before a boy decided to do the same, but backward, and you have never been so bothered by something before.

You close both eyes, involuntarily shuddering 'Goodness, what are they feeding these children?' you crack an eye open to take a quick peek to check if they stopped but no, another kid also wanted to show his own freak talent and now there's three of them.

You turn around, you're just going to let them do their thing, they seem to be enjoying it anyway.

Feeling a tug on your skirt, you look down to see a little girl looking at you with sparkling eyes.

“Onee-san, you’re so pretty” she said in awe, as you leaned down to be at eye level with the girl.

“Oh? But you’re prettier”

She shook her head, and place her small hands on your cheek “But onee-san is like a princess”

You clutch a hand to your chest at how precious this little girl was, Takato was definitely having a field day because he has not stopped taking pictures. The girl took your hand and led you towards the garden, sitting you down under the tree as she picks up a flower crown and placing it on your head.

“There! It fits you perfectly!” she beamed as you try your best not to just wrap her up in your arms and hug her all day, she was just so cute. Her smile is so bright that somehow she reminded you of Hinata, a ball of sunshine with smiles that could light up the whole room.

“Do you have another one?” she nodded her head and showed you another that was half-finish. You remove a few pieces of flowers, switching it with ones of a different color then adjusting its size before tying both ends.

“Now, there are two princesses” you put the crown on her head as she giggled.

You continued making more flower accessories with her, flower bracelets, flower necklaces, and the likes then putting them on each other. She was a bright and bubbly girl, she would share you some stories of her and her older siblings, her parents and her friends in the elementary school.

You wanted to hear more, she was a good storyteller.

Time flies by so fast when you are having fun is what they would always say and you agreed with that saying because before you even knew it, it was time to go home. Everyone is standing by the gate, saying their goodbyes and telling promises to visit again.

“Bye-bye, pretty onee-chan!” she waves at you, standing beside her teacher, proudly wearing her flower accessories.

Later that evening, everyone was lounging around in the living room, tired from playing with the kids all day. The others were watching the news, however, no one was even listening to the television, because their attention was in the game Oliver and Shugo were having.

Inunaki leaned down to whisper something to Oliver, who's face light up, as he moves his queen to eat Shugo's rook.

"Hey, no coaching!"

Inunaki just shrugs his shoulders in response as he discusses their next strategy.

"I'll help you Meian-san" Hinata took a seat beside his captain, observing the board with such concentration. Brown eyes carefully scanning the positions each piece were place before whispering in Shugo’s ear. Following his suggestion with no doubt whatsoever, Shugo moves his queen forward only for it to get eaten by Oliver's pawn.

“Bwahaha!” Atsumu was bent over, clutching his stomach as he wipes the tears forming at the corner of his eyes while Bokuto tries to console his dejected kouhai in between laughter.

Inunaki and Oliver snickered sharing a high five.

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“Adriah, I need you to tighten that block a little more!”

“That’s good, keep it up Kiyoomi!”

“Okay, follow up, follow up!”

You stood at the sidelines, your eyes following their move as they were currently having a match against each other, Coach Foster and Takato were beside you observing the men on the court while occasionally giving out directives.

A camcorder was prep on your left side to record the practices, the videos will be used as a study material to properly assess the things that needs to be corrected in order to improve their gameplay. While you note down the commentary Coach Foster was saying to add later.

It went on for an hour, their stamina never fails to amaze you as they continuously, jump, dive, and run just to keep the ball in the air. After checking his wristwatch Coach Foster decided that it was time to end the training for the day. So he blew his whistle and the game immediately came to a halt, the ball bouncing on the wooden floor and they drag their tired bodies to gather in front of him, wiping their sweat with their shirt as they waited for his announcements.

“Okay boys good job today, keep in mind what I said and practice more on what you need to improve”

They slowly bob their head up and down, too tired to give out a verbal reply. Coach Foster doesn’t seem to mind because he knows they’re taking his advice seriously.

“This will be the last practice for this week so enjoy your weekend off and rest properly”

After that, they immediately spread out and started cleaning up the gym as fast as their tired bodies can so that they could finally rest and eat some good food.

"Shugo I need the report for last week, can you give it to me by tomorrow?"

"Yes coach, I'm almost done"

Lies, he hasn't even started yet and he was nervous that he won’t be able to finish it on time and if he ever submit the report late, Coach Foster was going to whoop his ass. So many things have happened this week that he never finds the time to start it yet, not even a single paragraph.

No, not even a single sentence.

Seeing your captain's inner turmoil, you walk up to him and whispered "Don't worry, I'll help you"

Shugo shot you a grateful smile, ruffling your hair "You're a savior kid"

That was how you found yourself sitting in the kitchen counter, laptop in front of you, staring at your current work. It would have been easy if the report was in Japanese but Coach Foster prefers it in English.

Shugo was sitting across you, hands fast and typing away, Takato was seated beside you rewriting your notes while the others, who still weren’t feeling sleepy at 11 pm were in the living room watching a movie.

"How do you spell Schweiden again?"

"S-c-h-w...uhh" Shugo's mind seems to have failed him mid-spell as he closes his eyes to try and remember.

"S-c-h-w-e-i-d-e-n" Sakusa finished for him as he walks into the kitchen to get himself a glass of water. The movie must have already ended because the others were already piling into the kitchen, cans, and bottles of drinks in hand and food wrappers place in bowls.

"How's the report going?" Inunaki peered behind Shugo's shoulder.

"It's going great" It’s not, it’s actually not, Shugo is definitely close to pulling his hair out. He glared at his laptop as he continues on smashing the keyboard keys, opting to finish the report as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, you felt like your brain was short-circuiting, English is definitely a hard language, it's complex, it's tricky and certainly a pain. One word can mean two things depending on the pronunciation and its sentence usage and can have a whole different meaning when spelled and one letter is missing, like for example 'public', take one letter out and what do we get?

Pubic.

Anyway, that's not the point, the point is English is hard, and you were close to losing your mind.

You took a sip of your drink, which was coffee mix with a monster energy drink, it was definitely death in a cup but you couldn't care less. You need to stay awake and your deadly concoction was doing a great job keeping your eyes open.

"You know” you started resting your chin on your palm, taking a break from your suffering “I find it amazing how the names of professional volleyball teams are so long like-”

You scroll through the list you have saved in your laptop's notepad “-three to five words at most yet they are referred to by a single name"

"What do you mean?" Takato shifts his eyes from his notebook to you tracing the rim of your cup as your eyes focus themselves on the ceiling.

"I mean there's the Eastern Japan Paper Mills Raijin and everyone calls them Raijin, the Azuma Pharmacy Green Rockets is called Green Rockets while Schweiden Adlers is referred to as Adlers"

"Yes, go on"

"MSBY Black Jackals is sometimes called MSBY or Black Jackals but even those names are a mouthful"

By now, everyone's attention was on you, curiosity flooding their mind as they wait for you to finish.

"So the team is mostly referred to as BJ" you look up and with the most serious face ever, you said "But has anyone even realize that BJ also stands for blowjob?"

Hinata, who was drinking a glass of milk choke on his drink while Atsumu slowly turns to look at Bokuto mouthing a "What the fuck?"

Oliver let out a nervous chuckle "You should take a break (Y/n)" he tries to set your laptop aside so you could rest your exhausted brain, but you shook your head and started working again, finally having the idea outlined in your head. That short break was very effective because your hands were seamlessly gliding over the keyboard keys, as input more words in to your work.

"Also, what does MSBY even mean? Most Significant Byte? I don’t get it"

They don’t get it either, as to where this is all coming from. They swore you have it stored in your mind for so long and just waited for the right moment to tell it.

It was amazing too because while you were going on and on about anything that you could think of, you were also typing on your laptop. Hinata took a peek to see if you were actually doing your job instead of just key smashing, but he was surprised when he saw you busting out an actual paragraph in English while spewing out nonsense in Japanese.

Multi-tasking sure is an impressive skill. He should learn it sometime.

You ran a hand through your hair, you were starting to have trouble again. You were in the zone for about 30 minutes but after that, the effect of your drink started to wear off and you were on a dead end.

The others had decided you hang out in the house's big kitchen doing their own thing, your eyes darted from every corner of the room, trying to find some sort of a cure to help your mental block.

Adriah was seated next to you scrolling through his phone as he nibbled on a pocky stick, you tap him on the shoulder as he looks up at you questioningly "Adriah-san, could you slap me in the face?"

Taken aback by your request he sputtered, almost dropping his phone "W-what?"

"I need something to keep me awake and this is not working anymore" you gestured to your now empty cup "I'm guessing the pain might keep me awake until I'm done with this"

Now, if you actually wanted to feel pain you could have asked at least one of the team's spikers, but you were not dumb enough to actually do that.

Adriah search your eyes for any signs that you were joking, but he found none "Are you sure (Y/n)?"

You assured him that it would be fine, so he raises his hand up as you prepare yourself for the impact.

Sleep must have been overtaking everyone's mind because it took them a few seconds to realize what was happening. Adriah's hand already collided with your face, he had underestimated the force he put in that slap but then soon find out he put too much when a smack resonated inside the kitchen as your body fell from the stool and landing on the cold tiles.

The whole room erupted into a panic as your body lays unmoving on the floor.

“Oh meu Deus!”

"Shit, shit, shit. Adriah what did you do?!" Inunaki kneeled down beside you, the cheek where Adriah hit was glowing red with a visible hand mark starting to form.

"I don't know, I just did what she ask me!" Adriah replied, equally as panicked.

Takato was now checking your pulse, to see if it was still beating. It was a bit exaggerated, a slap wouldn't kill you but with how strong Adriah did it. Takato wouldn't even be surprised if you snapped a vein in your neck.

Bokuto being the drama queen that he is, was shouting words like “(Y/n), don’t die you’re still young!” followed by a “Akaashi will be so sad if you go!”

And Atsumu, instead of being a good senpai that he claims he is, didn’t even think to help you. Instead, the first thing he did was to grab his phone and went live on Instagram to broadcast the madness happening in your shared kitchen.

"Goddammit Adriah!"

"Why are you blaming me?!"

Fortunately, you just passed out; picking you up, Takato carried you back into your room, and tucks you in. Gently closing your door, he goes back into the kitchen to calm them down before the neighbor calls the police on them.

He let out a heavy exhale, rubbing his temples “They’re hopeless”

What would he do without you?

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When you woke up the next day, you could still feel a stinging sensation on your cheek, your head hurt as well, you wondered what happened to you after you blacked out. You sat up in your bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and checking the clock on your night stand to see that it was already 8 am.

So you get out of bed, and walk downstairs into the kitchen to see everyone already there preparing breakfast. It seems like it wasn't just you who woke up late, because after Adriah slapped you to sleep, Shugo roped all of them into helping him with his report, and since none of them were familiar with the job. It took them until 2 am before they were finished and immediately e-mailed the document to Coach Foster.

"Good morning, how's your cheek?" Oliver eyed the slowly fading red mark on your cheek, standing besides Inunaki, holding a plate as the libero carefully places the pancakes in a neat stack, then flipping the other one that was still in the pan.

"It still hurts a little" you took a seat between Hinata and Sakusa, already eating their breakfast. 

Adriah passed you a plate with five pancakes stacked on top of each other, a slice of banana on the side, followed by a cup of your favorite coffee. Your eyes were literally sparkling, the food looks so delicious and it smell so so good you almost drooled “I'm sorry about last night"

He gave you a gentle smile, eyes soft, whoever was going to be this man’s future lover sure is very lucky.

"There is nothing to be sorry about Adriah-san, I was the one who asked for it" He was such a sweetheart, it wasn’t even his fault yet he took the time to prepare your food himself, now you just felt guilty by asking him to hit you.

You took the bottle of maple syrup Sakusa handed to you as you drizzled some of it on top of your pancakes "Also, please remind me to never do that again"

Everyone collectively agreed, after last night's scare, there was no way they were going to agree to any odd request you have, no matter how serious you were. 

Breakfast was quick, mainly because everyone had a photoshoot to attend at 10. It was a magazine photoshoot for a swimwear by a very well known brand, however it was also the photoshoot they were looking forward to. Because not only was the brand a favorite of theirs, they’ll be partnered with famous models as well, so it was a win-win on their part.

After everyone was finished, the dishes were immediately cleaned, the table wiped off of any food crumbs while the trash was taken out. The guys went back to their room to get ready, and once everyone was ready to go, they piled into the bus as it drove off to the beach which was the venue for the photoshoot.

"It's sure is refreshing to be walking by the sea" Inunaki gazed towards the blue water splashing along the shore, following after their two managers towards the area where tents, chairs and cameras were already set-up.

"It looks so beautiful too" Oliver said, kicking the white sand under his flip flops as the staff led them to the chairs lined out. The make-up artist immediately worked on their look that was going to be aligned with the photoshoot's theme.

"Ahh~ it's so hot" you hold the mini fan closer to Bokuto's face while Sakusa takes the one you were holding out for him, beads of sweat running down your face as Takato took care of the others. Of all the times they have to choose, it has to be in the middle of the day, when the sun is up and proudly shining.

The models were in another tent, dressed in their robes while they waited for the stylist to finish the last touches on the boys’ hair, once done, they changed into their designated swimwear, while the girls removed the robes they were wearing. 

It took them about two hours before they were finished, the director wanted to get as many shots as he could so he had plenty to choose from. The break in  between takes were crazy because the make-up artist and stylist had to jump from one person to another just to do some retouches, the girls especially, were very fussy and wanted their make-up redone every thirty minutes.

“This is the last time I’m working with models” Sakusa grumbles, as you hand him a packet of wet wipes as he takes a piece and rubs the lipstick stain off his cheek when the model he partnered with gave him a kiss earlier.

You could only offer him a sympathetic smile, even though this was not his first endorsement, he still wasn’t used to interacting with strangers. Not so keen to them casually touching him and invading his personal space.

“Oh Kiyoomi~” Sakusa let out a groan before turning to look at the woman jogging towards him, already changed into a yellow sundress and a sunhat on top of her head. “Here”

She placed a folded paper on his palm “Call me” then blew him a kiss before she walked away. Sakusa opened the paper to see her name, number and even address written on it.  He stared at the paper for a good second, before he met your eyes.

He just looks so done with everything.

“Isn’t this our lucky day?” Shugo whistled, pieces of papers on his hand while slinging an arm around Bokuto’s shoulder and sharing a grin with the pepper haired male. With Atsumu trailing behind them, saving the ones he received in his phone. Oliver threw his away because he’s happily married, while Adriah, Inunaki and Hinata gave theirs to either Bokuto or Shugo.

“The models” Sakusa started, looking at them as he crumples the paper on his hand “They’re married, all of them”

Oh 

Shugo dropped the papers in shock, jaws slack while Bokuto immediately deleted his copy, not wanting to get involved in a scandal just in case, and Atsumu was still having second thoughts, staring at his phone, his thumb hovering over the delete button.

Should he or should he not?

Sakusa just rolls his eyes before stalking off into the tent.

They quickly change back into their own clothes, leaving the venue with bags of the swimwear they just modeled. The brand’s logo is big and bright in the middle as your group walks to where the bus was parked.

“Ah, Captain Jackal” Shugo turned his head to see Schweiden’s captain walking over to him, wearing their team uniform, his hand raised in a wave.

“Bird” He leaned to the side noting the group of children crowding behind the area where he just left “Were you doing a meet and greet?”

“Yes, surprisingly the kids love Ushijima and Kageyama” Fukuro pointed to the two mentioned players with kids crowding at their feet, some hanging on their back while the others tugs on their arm “By the way, is (Y/n) here?”

Shugo pressed his lips into a thin line, turning his body to face Fukuro properly. “I know what you’re trying to do”

“No, you don’t”

“We’re not giving you our manager, get your own”

“But you already have two!” 

“I don’t care!”

They glared at each other, a month after you became a part of the team, Fukuro tried to recruit you into joining the Adlers. He even sent Ushijima, Hoshiumi and Kageyama to talk to you hoping that the idea of having familiar faces in the team would change your mind but alas, you were more comfortable with MSBY so you declined every attempt.

However, Fukuro found your one weakness and he’s using it to his advantage whenever he can.

He caught sight of your figure standing near the bus, he shot Shugo a smirk before cupping his hands around his mouth “Oi (Y/n), Adloo’s here!”

They heard you gasp, letting out an excited squeal.

“Adloo!”

You shove your things into Atsumu’s hands and sprint towards the mascot who was already holding out his arms for you. Shugo felt his eye twitch at the smug look on Fukuro’s face as they watched you rock the mascot back and forth with glee. He marched to where you were burying your face on Adloo’s soft fabric and plucking you from its side, then walking towards the bus, but not before shooting Fukuro the dirty finger.

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It was finally the weekend and it was the start of their long awaited day off, Takato had left early to go home to his pregnant wife while Oliver also went home to his family. Leaving the single ones to enjoy the weekend to themselves. It was already 8 am and you were currently sitting on the laundry room’s floor, separating the whites from the colored ones. 

The dirty laundry had been left lying there for almost a week because of how busy everyone was, everyday there was always something new to do, new places to go, and new schedules to follow. Now that it was Saturday, you took it as the chance to finally do it.

Picking up a piece of shirt, you saw a big spider laying underneath it. You jump up, letting out an inhumanly shriek as it circles around in its place.

“(Y/n) are you okay?! What happened?!” you pointed to the spider now crawling the walls of the washing machine, while running to hide behind them in the hopes they’ll get rid of it.

“What the fu-”

“Miya, kill that thing” Sakusa pushed Atsumu forward as the blond stumbled into the room, brown eyes zeroed in on the insect in fear that it might jump on him the second he turned away.

“Are ya crazy?! That thing’s huge!” 

He jammed himself in between Shugo and Adriah, pushing the two forward to be the new sacrificial lamb, the bug now sitting on the top of the washing machine stared back at them, unmoving. Black orbs following their movement, calculating, as if choosing his victim.

 Which of these idiots should it jump on first? 

“That’s it, this place is infected, we’re leaving”

“Hold on a sec, we ain’t leaving this place just because of one spider” Atsumu tried to reason with the man, but no luck however because Sakusa just thought of another way to get rid of the spider.

“Fine, lets burn it down then”

Sakusa turns to retrieve a fire starter and gasoline from the supply closet, actually serious. Atsumu quickly grabbed the back of his shirt, stopping him from actually setting the house on fire. If there was one thing that everyone learned from being with Sakusa for so long, when he says he is going to do something, he is going to do it.

No bullshitting.

So if he says he’s going to throw Atsumu out of the second floor balcony, best believe he’d be doing it an hour after his declaration.

“Even worse! This house costs millions Omi, our combined earnings won’t even cover for the damage!” 

“Actually, it can”

“(Y/n), yer not helping”

“Okay, that’s enough” Shugo went in between the two “Let’s catch the spider first before it gets away”

“Uh… Meian-san” Hinata lifted a shaky hand pointing to where the arachnid was supposed to be, but the space is empty. Panic ensues and everyone searches high and low for the bug, lifting up furniture and other decorations looking behind paintings and opening kitchen drawers.

“Everyone it’s here!” Adriah called from the living room, he tiptoed towards the spider, jar in hand, ready to catch it in case it disappears again. You held in a breath when he was only a few centimeters away, slowly he lifted the jar and covered the spider. Sliding a paper underneath it, then took it outside to dispose of it.

Inunaki let out a sigh of relief before walking back into the kitchen to finish inspecting the fridge for any more ingredients to cook. The gang had decided to have Shabu-Shabu for lunch later and he was checking if there were enough ingredients left to serve 8 people. While you went back to the laundry room to load the clothes into the washing machine.

“We need to buy more” Inunaki closes the fridge door, as he checks the cupboards for the sauces and other spices.  “Meats and vegetables especially”

He took a piece of paper and wrote down what needs to be bought, double-checking the list if he forgot anything. 

“We’ll go!” Atsumu pulled Hinata and Bokuto towards him then pointing a finger at Sakusa who was spraying the kitchen counter with some lysol then wiping it with a rug “Omi-Omi too”

“What? No” 

He declined, but the blond just ignored his protest before looking at the older members. “We’ll be fine”

“Are you sure?” Adriah leaned on the counter as he looked at the troublesome four, they have done grocery shopping so many times before and it always turned out okay, the only difference is that before there was at least one of the older members accompanying them, while this time, they were choosing to go by themselves.

“No need to worry Adriah-san” Hinata tried to reassure the man, and although Adriah did relax a little he still hadn’t agreed to it yet. You walk in the kitchen, the first batch of laundry already in the washing machine, tumbling around as the detergent removes the dirt and bad smell.

“I don’t see a problem” Shugo pipes up “They’re adults now, I’m sure they wouldn’t fail something as simple as grocery shopping”

Inunaki was still a bit hesitant, his eyes darting to each face of the younger members of the team, though mainly focusing themselves on Atsumu and Bokuto, because he knows those two share a brain cell but don’t know how to use it.  However, Shugo is right, so he gave you the list and the money before following the five of you into the garage.

“So who’s driving?” Shugo held up the keys, twirling them on his fingers while they put on their face mask and cap to avoid getting recognized in public.

“I will” 

He stared at Atsumu, eyes blinking before turning to you, jiggling the keys. “(Y/n)?”

You shook your head. “I’m still learning Meian-san”

“Ya gotta trust me captain!”

“I find that hard to do Atsumu”

Shugo retorted, but still dropped the keys to Atsumu’s hand as the blond opened the car and turned it on.

“Don’t damage her!”

“We won’t!”

The three of them watched, as the car went out into the driveway and zoomed through the streets. Leaving a trail of dust behind as the vehicle went out of sight in just seconds.

“I think, I made a mistake”

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You stumbled out of the car, your heart beating fast and knees wobbly, clutching the side of the door as the trauma of a near death experience still haunts your mind.

"I think I'm going to throw up" Hinata pressed his palm on his mouth, face pale, his other hand wrapped around his stomach as he tried to contain the puke threatening to come out.

“I thought you said you could drive?” Sakusa shot Atsumu a glare, adjusting his mask. When the setter offered to drive, you thought he was actually good at it, you did not expect for him to almost crash the car at the gasoline station or nearly run an old woman over.

“That was dangerous Tsum-Tsum” Bokuto massaged his forehead, he hit the back of the driver’s seat rather hard when Atsumu slammed his foot on the break, just a few feet away from killing an old lady. Fortunately, there were no traffic enforcers nor police officers nearby and the woman didn’t even realize she was close to meeting her creator today. She happily crossed that street, as if she owned the place.

“Hey! I’m just not use to this car okay?” the setter reasoned patting the car’s hood, rubbing his palm over the sleek black top “It’s different from the one I drive back home”

“If you can drive it doesn’t matter what car, you’ll still be able to drive it properly” Sakusa crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow “Did you even pass your driving test?”

“Of course I did, I got 90%,” Atsumu answered proudly, placing his hands on his hips with his head held high and his lips upturned into a smile.

“Was the instructor a girl?”

“Yes”

There was silence, everyone staring at him doubtfully, eyes narrowed and judging.

“Stop looking at me like that!”

“But guys…” Hinata called as he waved them over, pointing at a long scratch mark on the passenger’s door. It was big, about an arm’s length. “Captain is going to kill us”

You walk around the vehicle to check the other side, to see another one on the side of the car’s hood. You clutch your head in frustration, face drained of any color, it would’ve been okay if it was just one, but there’s actually two of them. “Meian-san just bought this four months ago”

“We have to pass by a repair shop before we go home” Bokuto scratched the back of his head. “Tsum-Tsum is paying for the paint job of course”

“Alright, alright. Sheesh. Let’s go buy the groceries first” Atsumu quickly huddled everyone together and started pushing you all into the market’s entrance.

The farmers’ market is always the best place to buy ingredients, it’s cheap compared to the ones sold in malls where prices are doubled, sometimes even tripled, and it’s just ridiculously expensive. You can bargain with the vendors as well, in case some of the items were a bit too pricey. Luckily, the market isn’t too crowded, there weren’t many people buying yet which was unexpected since this place is usually packed during the weekend.

However, there was also one thing that you didn’t expect. Apparently, with how many times you frequent this place during your shopping trips, either one of the boys had made friends with some of the vendors.

“Hinata look, it’s you!” Bokuto held a tangerine next to Hinata’s head lifting his hat a little and grinning at how the fruit’s color was almost the same shade as his disciple’s hair. 

You pick up another tangerine, examining it for any damages before looking through the rest of the ones displayed. While the others look through the rest of the fruits they offer, bananas, avocados, apples and some grapes. Anything they found very appealing was picked up and placed inside the bag.

“How much for all of these?” you look at the girl, pointing at the bag that’s almost filled with fruits, but she seems to be looking at something else. You turn around, following where her eyes were focused to see the troublesome four eating some of the fruits.

“We haven’t paid for those yet!” you shriek before turning to the girl again and bowing furiously “I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!”

“Wouldja relax (Y/n)-chan?” Atsumu took hold of your shoulder, stopping you from hitting your forehead on one of the crates “These are free samples”

He pointed to the little corner of the stall where smaller size crates were neatly arranged, three pieces of each fruit sitting inside with the sign reading free sample, pasted at the front.

“They’re really good (Y/n), here” Bokuto fed you a piece, watching as you munch on the sweet and juicy fruit.

You let out a hum, swallowing the fruit “This is good” you turn to look at the girl, eyes wide “This is really good

She gave you a shy smile, a light shade of pink now visible on her cheeks “Really? Thank you”

“So, how much for all of these?” you opened your bag, pulling out your wallet.

“It’s okay, this is free”

You almost drop your wallet from what she said, you shook your head fishing out a few thousand yen bills and giving it to her “No, this is too much”

She pushes back your hand, lifting up your bag and giving it to your companions “Consider it as a gift” then she moves to serve the other customer in waiting, waving your group goodbye.

Sakusa pushed you to move when he still saw you staring at the rejected money in your hand, leading you to where you were going to buy your meat. Passing through the vegetable stands where you still need to buy some for when you’re finished at the butcher’s shop.

“Hiruma-san good morning!”

“Ah, come in come in!” an old man from behind the counter grinned, lifting the clever over his head before bringing it down on the thick meat place on his wooden chopping board. “What would you like today?”

He wipes his hands on his apron, walking behind the glass case grabbing a tong, snapping it a few times as they pick the meat they like for their lunch later. They were pointing mostly at anything they lay their eyes on, and Sakusa has to remind them about the budget and that they can’t have pork, beef, lamb, and duck at the same time.

“The others didn’t come with you today?” the old man asked, picking up the pork and beef slices that were far too many and bagging them.  Then he grabbed another bag and went to the fish area.

“They’re busy at the house”

At the corner, you were counting the money, mentally calculating your budget again. The old man was giving large portions of the meat and you knew that it wasn't very cheap. Just a few cuts alone were worth a few hundred yen, what more when there are two types of meat involved with different varieties of fish thrown into the mix.

He tied the bags then gave it to Atsumu and Bokuto as Sakusa refused to touch the raw meat, not until it had been washed properly, not even if it’s packed away in a bag.

“This one is on the house”

“What? No!” you scrambled towards the man, almost tripping yourself in the process “Hiruma-san please just take the money, this is too much”

“This is a thank you for being such good patrons” he didn’t even let you say another word, the man just walked off to the other side of the display case catering to another customer who walked in.

What is up with these people ignoring you?

Hinata led you out, patting your back, chuckling at the pout on your face.

“Hinata, is our money not good enough?” 

“Maybe they’re just feeling generous today (Y/n)” 

You stood outside the shop, eyebrows furrowed in thought, you were starting to wonder if they were genuinely just being generous folks or there was something hidden behind their actions. 

“Now, all we need are the vegetables then we can go home”

You look around for a nearby vegetable stall, one that you think is not friends with any of the guys so they’ll have no choice but to accept your money like a proper businessman.

“That one” you pointed to the one just besides the meat shop. “I’ll go”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, just stay put” then you walk off face determined. “Hello”

The vendor put down the crate he was holding, wiping his hands on his pants and walking over to you.

“(Y/n)?” You internally groaned, your old high school classmate standing in front of you at the other side of the stall, and here you were hoping it wouldn't be anyone you know.

“Masuda, long time no see” you nodded your head at him, picking through the vegetables. They were all fresh, he must’ve just arrived.

“Yeah, six years is a long time” He grabbed a basket holding it out for you, as you picked out, mushrooms, carrot, green onion and napa cabbage. “Doing some grocery shopping for the team?”

He gestures to the large amounts of vegetables you’re dropping in the basket “Yep, they’re big eaters. All of them”

He laugh placing them inside a plastic bag “They’re athletes after all” 

“How much?”

You accepted the plastic big, the money ready in your hand.

“No. it’s free” you squint your eyes at him, pursing your lips “Consider it as my payback for helping me so many time during high school”

“School has nothing to do with this Masuda” you grab his hand, slamming the money on his palm “So for the love of all things holy, just accept the money”

You stared him down, daring him to refuse it one more time. He nodded his head, clutching the cash as you walked away satisfied that finally, finally, someone accepted your payment. You swore, if these people just keep on giving their products away just because the customer is a friend or a relative, you won’t be surprised if they go home without any profit at the end of the day.

“Let’s stop by the repair shop first then we’ll go home” Atsumu reminded before looking down at Sakusa’s outstretched hand “What?”

“Give me the keys, I’m driving this time” He snatched it out of Atsumu’s hand then climbed into the driver’s seat.

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"It's such a nice day today isn't it?" Shugo leaned back in his chair, placing his hands behind his head. The cabana tent serves as a good shade from the afternoon sun.

Adriah removes one of the earbuds from his ear, hands still moving across his notebook as he writes his notes from his Japanese lessons "It is, the sun feels really good"

They were now in the backyard enjoying the rest of the day besides the pool, Hinata and Bokuto were already playing in the water doing some diving tricks they saw on YouTube. (Y/n) and Atsumu were on the other side, the girl dying the setter’s hair as his roots were starting to show up, meanwhile Sakusa was still inside, probably finishing up on his cleaning.

“Wish days like these would last” Inunaki leaned down, opening the cooler beside his feet, grabbing three bottles of beer and giving it to the two. Opening the packet of chips resting on the table as they munch on some snacks, listening to the song they had put on the speaker to play.

"Kiyoomi, what have you got there?" Adriah asks as the germaphobe walks towards the garbage bags. Masked on his face, his hands covered with plastic gloves, holding what seems to be a ziplock bag filled with some sort of articles of clothing.

"Miya's dirty underwear" he swiftly answered, opening one of the bags and immediately tossing the ziplock bag inside and closing it again "He left it lying around in the bathroom again so I'm throwing it away"

He walks back into the house, probably to resume his cleaning escapades as the three older men could only watch his retreating figure, speechless.

"Should we tell Atsumu?" Adriah took a worried glance towards the piled garbage bag, eyebrows furrow in concern, before looking at the two again.

Inunaki waves his hand, biting on a potato chip "Nah, he'll find out soon once he realizes he's missing a few pair"

So they just continued whatever they were doing, Hinata and Bokuto's shouts and laughter echoing throughout the open space. A cool wind blew past them, ruffling the leaves of the trees planted near the fence as the flowers swayed along with it.

"Bokuto grab a drink here" the pepper haired male pauses his game with Hinata as he climbs out of the pool, water dripping from his body as he crouches in front of the cooler.

"Do you have soda Meian-san?" He rummaged through the multiple bottles and cans of alcohol, pushing the blocks of ice to the side before his eyes landed on the familiar green and black color scheme of a mountain dew can. 

He took the can, and three more bottles before opening them and walking to where Hinata was now sitting at the edge on Atsumu and (Y/n)'s side of the pool, giving (Y/n) the soda and the two other bottles to Atsumu and Hinata.

“I’m still bothered about Atsumu’s underwear” Adriah once again turned around in his chair, eyes trained on the garbage bag, waiting for the time it gets to be picked up. “We could-“

A loud honking sound was heard from the other side of the fence as you stopped what you were doing. "The garbage truck is here" jogging to where the bags were resting. Bokuto and Hinata follow after her. Helping the girl carry them out, with their setter's underwear lying amongst the trash in one of the bags, and Atsumu, who was none the wiser, happily held the back gate open as the three walked out and gave it to the garbage man.

They shared a look, as if they had just indirectly participated in a crime, as the garbage truck drives away towards the other houses in the neighborhood. 

“Let’s just hope Atsumu still have some spare left”

Sakusa who have already finished cleaning walk towards their area. Already changed into a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a pair of flip-flops with a book tuck under his arms.

"You want a drink Kiyoomi?" 

"No, thank you" Sakusa answered, before situating himself on the lounge chair and opening his book. It was rare for Sakusa himself to willingly join everyone, he's usually not into gathering or bonding that much, so the team must have reached a new level of personal hygiene for the Sakusa Kiyoomi to hang out with them.

It's probably the result of (Y/n) constantly reminding them to wash their hands with alcohol and hand sanitizers, telling them to wear face masks when they're out travelling. Lecturing them how pollution and their constant exposure to sweat and social interactions with other people can lead to a disease. When you had said that, they thought you were going to evolve into Sakusa 2.0 but remembered that you were a university graduate with a degree in sports science so they can’t really argue with that one.

“Maybe I should dye my hair as well, what do you guys think?” Shugo started as the two looked at him questioningly, watching as the captain inspected his hair through his phone’s front camera, running his hand through it as he tugs at the end.

Inunaki snorts, slumping on his chair “Oh please, you’re already old”

“I’m not old! I’m only 29”

The libero deadpanned at him “You’re literally one birthday away into turning 30”

Adriah just laughs, closing his notebook and looking at his captain “What color do you have in mind?”

“Blond looks cool” Shugo shrugs his shoulders, watching as you apply the last remaining dye on Atsumu’s hair.

Inunaki groaned “Oh god no, you’ll look like an old man trying to be hip”

“I told you, I’m not old!”

“Oh yeah? Because that gray hair says otherwise”

“What?”

Inunaki and Adriah pointed at the front part of his hair, as he held up his phone to see a strand of gray hair sticking out among his dark locks.

“What the fuck”

“Congratulations captain, that is a milestone” Adriah patted him on the back laughing.

Shugo stared at it in disbelief, lifting a hand and wrapping it on his finger then tugging.

"Don't pull it out, did you not learn from your elders?" Inunaki scolded him, slapping his hand away.

"Learn what?"

"If you pluck it out, they'll spread faster. Just let it be, it's not even that noticeable"

Shugo looked at it again then ruffled his hair to see if it could be hidden within the rest, and was satisfied when he saw it could be covered.

Silence filled them again, munching on their chips and drinking when Atsumu's booming voice erupted from the depths of the huge house.

“Where the heck are all my underwear?!”

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