#im just posting the shit that i find hilarious and gets stuck in my head

[ticklishfiend]

Yay!! I love your fics and I’m excited to give you a prompt! Maybe Sero gets stuck in his own tape so Kirishima and Kaminari take advantage of finding out he’s ticklish when they try to get him free? Loved your last few fics by the way! I love all your fics but the last few were extra cute. 😊💖💖

aaahh tysm!! i absolutely adore your blog and all of the fics you post! tysm for this prompt, it was adorable, i love these boys sm lol

Sticky Situation (My Hero Academia)

Lee!Sero / Ler!Kirishima,Ler!Kaminari

Summary : Sero wants some help seeing if he can get out of his own tape. When he realizes he can’t, Kirishima and Kaminari just can’t help but take advantage of his little predicament.

Word Count :  1373

REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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“And you’re positive this is safe?” Kirishima asked as he used the last bit of tape Sero extended to them to stick said black-haired boy to the wall. Both of Sero’s arms were stretched out beyond his sides, taped up to the wall spread-eagle style, Denki taking final precautionary measures by flattening the tape against his legs.

“Totally, man, I’ve done this to people tons of times!” Sero answered reassuringly, tugging at his arms to make sure he couldn’t escape. “I just need to make sure that if my tape is ever used against me, I can figure a way out of it myself. Wouldn’t be super heroic for a villain to trap me using my own quirk.”

“Makes sense,” Denki nodded, stepping back to admire his and Kiri’s handiwork. “So, uh...how do you plan on getting out exactly?” 

Sero grinned widely. “Like...this!” Sero tugged harshly against his tape, pulling at his legs and arms for freedom.

He didn’t even budge.

“Uh...I mean...like...THIS!” he tried again, rougher this time, his neck twisting as all his muscles pulled and writhed trying to free himself from his own bindings. The strained noises escaping his throat made Kiri raise a brow questioningly, before Denki burst into his own fit of laughter, clutching his stomach.

“Holy shit! He’s stuck!” Denki cackled, pointing towards the raven haired teen who finally slumped against the wall with an exasperated sigh.

“Quit laughing, you idiot! I can get out of this! I’ve just gotta…” Sero tried twisting his arms this time, attempting to create some friction between his skin and the sticky texture of his tape. This only resulted in a gross burning sensation on his arms, so he tried flapping his arms up and down this time. This only made him look more like an idiot than he already did.

Kiri couldn’t help but chuckle at the boy’s predicament. “Doesn’t seem like you’re gettin’ any further there, buddy,” Kiri grinned, making Denki snort beside him. “Let’s just get you down from there before you hurt yourself.”

Sero sighed, looking away from his friends embarrassingly. “Yeah, fine, whatever.”

Denki swiped a final laugh-induced tear from his own eye before walking towards Sero pinned to the wall, trying to unstick the tape from his arms. Sero hissed at this, his face wincing in discomfort, making Denki pull away fast.

“Shit, ow, wait don’t do that,” Sero said, clenching his fist a little at the pain. “Feels like your waxing my fucking arm hairs off.”

“Let’s try pulling him from the middle,” Kiri suggested, squeezing Sero’s sides in an attempt to pull. Sero’s torso jerked, the boy letting out a small yelp. Kiri pulled away instantly, thinking he had hurt the boy like Denki had.

“Oh, sorry man I didn’t mean to hurt-”

“No, no, you didn’t hurt me. Just, uh...felt kinda funny,” Sero said without looking directly at Kiri. Denki only raised a brow at this.

“Funny. Like...ticklish funny?” the blonde offered with a smirk, poking a quick finger into the boys ribs. Sero let out a high-pitched “Ah!” his torso trying to twist away from the prodding appendage.

“Ohoho, I see. Someone’s a little sensitive~” Kiri teased, wiggling his fingers in the air menacingly in front of Sero’s body. Sero’s eyes went wide, his struggles against his own bonds becoming a little more panicked.

“Guys, wait, please, don’t do this, I can’t take it-”

“Sure you can, Spidey! Maybe you’ll even squirm enough to worm your way outta this mess, huh?” Denki giggled, wiggling his index finger into Sero’s exposed underarm. Sero jerked with a yelp again, but when the sensation didn’t let up this time, small tittters started escaping his lips.

“Denki! Nohoho!” Sero pleaded, his eyes looking like a begging puppy’s.

“Denki yes!~” Denki retorted, adding all five of his fingers to wiggle into the sensitive pit. Sero giggled harder at this, his eyes squeezing shut in mirth. Kirishima decided he wanted in on some of the fun himself, lifting up Sero’s shirt just enough to scratch his nails against Sero’s wiggling lower belly. The boy sucked his stomach in as much as he could, but his overflow of now even higher-pitched giggles practically made his stomach tickle itself on Kirishima’s fingers.

“GAHAHAHA! NAHAHA! KIRISHIMAHAHA!” Sero cackled, throwing his head back against the wall, arms tugging uselessly against his bonds. Kirishima chuckled at the boy’s torment.

“Aww, whatsa’ matter Sero? We’ve barely even done anything!” Kiri teased, moving his fingers over towards the boy's sides, the boy’s torso shaking as his giggles frantically pushed out of his chest.

“I know, right? Poor guy’s so ticklish we barely have to touch him to get him to lose it,” Kaminari smiled, his right hand continuing it’s gentle but torturous assault on his armpit, while the other travelled to poke around his upper ribs. That sent a jolt through Sero’s body, his giggles turning to small yips and screeches. His nose was scrunched and his smile was so wide it practically ripped his face in half, eyes shut tight and he giggled helplessly.

“AHAH NAHAHA! NOT THAHAT!” Sero cackled as Denki turned to poking his ribs on both sides, playing them like a toddler would play a piano, sporadic pokes leaving the boy to jerk and writhe under his playful touch. “KAMIHIHI! IT TIHIHICKLES!”

“Aw, it does? What about this, does this tickle?~” Kirishima teased as he switched his gentle scratches to playful squeezes on the boy’s hips. Sero guffawed, doubling his body over as much as it could go in the bound position he was in. 

“OH GOHOHOD! PLEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAN’T!” Sero pleaded and cackled, his knees bouncing up and down in a mock attempt to kick his legs out. Kirishima noticed this, and experimentally squeezed at one of his thighs.

Sero screamed.

“AHAHAH! NOHOHO! NOT MY THIIHIGHS! PLEHEHEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHIHIHING!” Sero begged through fits of hysterical laughter, his eyes opening to stare at the redhead in plead.

“Aw, but Sero, I can’t just miss an opportunity like this!” Kirishima giggled, moving both his hands to squeeze up and down the boy’s lean but tender thighs. Sero’s laughter reached a new level of hysterical. It was loud and boisterous, his knuckles turning white from how hard he clenched them out beyond his sides. Denki pinched at his ribs with no mercy, and Sero could barely hold on.

“PLEHEHEASE! GUHUYS! I CAHAHAN’T! IT’S SO BAHAHAD! TICKLES SO BAHAHAD!” Sero laughed, pulling even harder at his bindings. His tormentors were too caught up giggling along with their ticklish victim to hear the sound of tape unsticking to the wall in front of them. Sero tugged and pulled as he wiggled subconsciously, his sensitive body just trying to get itself away from the playful torment being put upon itself. Then-

-RIIIIP!-

Sero fell on top of the boys unceremoniously with a yelp and a loud thud, all three of them falling to the floor in a heap of giggles.

“That was so mehehean!” Sero clutched his stomach as he rolled on the floor, still giggling from the previous assault and from the hilarious fall they had all just taken.

“Sorry man, it was too easy not to,” Denki chuckled, laughing as he stood himself up from the floor. He offered two hands to the giggling boys on the floor, pulling them up with a huff.

Once up and off the floor, the boys noticed that Sero still had tape on his arms. He whined as he realized what he was gonna have to do. 20 minutes and a lot of whines and cries of pain later, Sero finally got all the tape off his arms, even if he did have to sacrifice some arm hair in the process. 

“At least now you know how to get yourself out of your own tape! Just a couple tickles and you’re all good to go!” Kaminari smiled brightly at Sero who was rubbing at his now red and blotchy arms, the raven-haired boy not amused at his comment.

“I’ll get you both back for this, just you wait,” Sero said with a roll of his eyes. Yeah, he was definitely gonna get them for this. Too easy not to.

. . .

A /N : sorry if this was a little short! im trying not to overwork myself rn haha, hope you enjoyed it tho!! much love!! <33 

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[crowtrinkets]

Your Weary Widow Marches

A Gender Neutral MCxFelix fic in which our dear barista educates their teacher and shows him some music from their home.

I’ve never really written fanfiction before but I thought Id give it a shot. The formatting looks weird on my end so if it looks weird after posting I apologize I couldn’t figure it out. Hope you enjoy!

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The crackling fire and pages being turned were the only sounds heard for the past few hours. Felix and I sat on either side of a couch placed in Anisa’s office silently reading our respective books. I’ve been in Astraea for nearly a week and had I known that Felix’s teaching method would be done via reading books the size of an encyclopedia I probably would have chosen Sage or Anisa instead... probably

I glance up at Felix, he’s sitting with legs crossed slouching on the arm rest of the couch, glasses on and enthralled in his book. I'm leaning with my back against the arm rest facing Felix, peering at him from behind my knees. I watch as his eyes scan the pages, partially hiding behind my book so he doesn’t notice me stare. I rub my eyes, dry from the endless reading of Astraean history. I know plenty of history and lore from this world thanks to countless hours of playing Last Legacy and stalking forums, but I don’t think I could’ve convinced Felix of that without having to explain what video games are let alone the internet. He thought if I were to learn magic I should at least know part of its history and it’s contribution to their society. 

Despite spending some time with Felix I'm still amazed at the attention span he has for reading. I scan the room trying not to move too much lest I be scolded by the warden. I glance over at the high back chair across the room. The one Anisa sat me in after my jaunt through Felix’s portal and painfully onto Anisa's desk. My mind begins to wander. 

I’ve only been here a short time but I feel like I’ve adjusted well. I wonder what's happening on Earth. Does time pass the same at home like how it does in this realm? World? Alternate universe? I still don’t exactly know how to explain my predicament. Has anyone noticed I'm gone yet? I wonder if I’m on the missing persons list, someone at work will have noticed I didn’t show up for my shifts. I cringe slightly at that last thought, my open book now resting on my chest. Ah damn it, I’m definitely fired aren’t I. How am I gonna pay my bills.... and my home, I miss my bed....my plants. SHIT MY PLANTS. I bring my hand to my face and cringe, my beloved house plants they’re going to wither away in my absence. Fate is such a cruel mistress.

“Bored of reading are we?” I slightly jump at Felix’s comment. I bring my hand down and look at him. Staring at me through his glasses a smirk on his lips. I flush slightly and close my book.

“No I just, got to thinking about Earth, and my life, I guess I’m just a little home sick,” I mumble out those last words. I want to be honest with Felix but I don’t want him beating himself up for my situation. I mean yes he is the reason I’m stuck here but I don't hate him for it. Felix frowns and closes his own book.

“Ah... I am sorry about that, I-“ I sit up interrupting him.

“No no no, I'm not mad at you, I’m actually quite enjoying my time here. I mean I don’t have to make drinks for annoying customers everyday here,” I force a laugh but it comes out awkwardly. Felix gives me a quizzical look. I then realize, with the amount of times he calls “dear barista” I just assumed he knew what it meant. “Yknow, my job? A barista?” Felix flushes and avoids looking at me.

“I must admit.. I do not actually know what that is,” I cant help but chuckle, the great necromancer Felix, is embarrassed to not know something.

“Well my dear teacher," I emphasize the word teacher mimicking the way he calls me, "allow me to educate you on some Earth information,” I sit cross legged and scoot closer to him book in my lap. Felix adjusts to face me properly and removes his glasses. I clear my throat and smile at him. “My part time occupation of being a Barista, requires me to make drinks for customers and sell them, more often I make coffee but sometimes people order tea. We sell pastries as well,” Felix gives me yet another confused look.

“All you do is prepare drinks and flakey confectioneries?” I nod in response with a smile, I can only imagine what he assumed a Barista was. Felix chuckles and runs a hand through his hair, “All this time I thought it was something more complicated, you described your customers as being annoying? I am assuming you do not like this particular job?”

“Well, I don't hate it but the customers can get a little rude and for the dumbest reasons too. One time a woman threw her drink at me claiming I added 3 1/2 shots of espresso and rather than 3,” I laugh to my self looking back at the memory, chuckling more when I see Felix’s horrified expression.

“A woman... threw a drink at you? Because she deemed it made incorrectly? I did not except Earth customs to be so. . . Barbaric,” Felix looks at me astonished and confused but all I can do is laugh. “And why are you laughing? Are you alright did she hit your head when she assaulted you with a beverage?” Felix is now standing while I clutch my stomach in pain, the combination of the story and Felix’s confusion is too much to bare. After a minute I manage to calm down enough to speak.

“No no, she did not hit me in the head, I’m just laughing cause it was funny, well at the time it wasn’t but my co workers took pictures and I looked ridiculous. I can laugh about it now,” I wipe a stray tear from my eye as I recount the experience. Thank god her drink was iced. 

“Picture?” Felix chimes in. I try to think of how to explain how photography works but I come up with an idea.

“Why don’t I show you?” I stand handing Felix my book and I jaunt over to Anisa’s desk. I let her peruse my backpack because she seemed so interested in my “Earthly items” as she called them. I walked back over and sit on the floor, patting the ground next to me so Felix can join. 

“You known there is a perfectly good sofa right next to you, I don’t understand why you wish to sit on the ground like we are mere children,” but despite his protests Felix sits next to me still clutching our books. I rummage through my back tossing the other items to the side. My wallet, a flyer, a jacket, that granola bar which has definitely crumbled to pieces in its package. Until I finally find it, my phone. My first night here I instinctively tried to use it, forgetting I am now stuck in a world without wifi or cell towers. In an effort to hopefully conserve its battery I hard shut off my phone I did not think I would need it but now is an opportunity for me to educate Felix about my world rather than his and tell him a little about myself. Really I just want a reason to prolong my time from reading anymore history. I hold the power button and silently pray. Please have some battery left, please please. Felix is leaning towards me, his face inching closer to mine, I glance at him studying his expression. He looks confused, and curious at the same time, there's a slight scrunch in his brow like he’s trying to seem like he understands what I’m doing, but I know he doesn’t. In that moment his eyes meet mine, I turn my head to fully face him, a blush creeps up his face and I can feel mine begin to warm as well. “Felix-“

BING

We both jump at the sound of my phone turning on. Damn phone, well I guess I kinda asked for that. Felix sits back and clears his throat.

“Um, what, what is that?” His voice wavers slightly but I choose to ignore it to save him some dignity.

“Its my phone, on Earth nearly everyone has one of these. You can use it to communicate with other people, take pictures, look things up, and listen to music.” I begin to unlock it and open my photo album.

“You can communicate with other people? On this... this flat brick?” Felix points accusatory at my phone the scrunch in his eyebrows have intensified creating deep crevices on his forehead. I nod while I scroll through trying to find the photo. 

“Yup and take pictures, such as this one,” I turn my phone to face Felix revealing the image documenting the after affects of being assaulted with coffee. He leans over to get a better look. In the picture I'm standing by the cash register, soaked through my clothes in an extra large coffee's amount of liquid. The brown liquid stains my apron and the parts on my white shirt poking out from underneath. There's smeared whipped cream going across my shoulder up my neck and partially along my jaw, and the scowl on my face could kill a man. The instant I show the picture to Felix he plants a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. He turns away in an attempt to hide his amusement but I know he wont last.

“Im-I must apologize I did not mean to laugh but, but the look on your face is hilarious,” Felix faces me again trying to hide his smile with the back of his hand. I start to chuckle, I turn the phone back to me and swipe to the next picture. Its a similar picture but in this one my co worker put whipped cream on top of my head, something about it “completing the look”. When I show this picture to Felix it breaks his terrible attempt of remaining poise. He laughs loudly, and it’s extremely contagious. I laugh along with him reminiscing in his beautiful laugh. Every once in a while we calm down until we look at the picture and we start up again. After a bit I’m able to calm down enough to speak.

“Don’t feel bad for laughing, at the time I was pissed but my co workers cheered me up and now I have these memories to laugh at,” I start to look through my album again as Felix calms down from his laughing high. I find more pictures to show him. Some are of me at work with my co workers, one picture of me laughing as I held a dog that jumped through the drive through window. I show him more pictures, some are of earth sunsets which Felix claimed to look like they belong in a painting. I also show him a picture of some Geese I saw while on a walk, and then a picture of said Geese chasing me. This gets Felix to laugh again but not as hard.

“You lead an interesting life on Earth, it seems similar to Sage you are also prone to provoke others into attacking you,” I roll my eyes at Felix’s joke and give him a friendly shoulder bump. Its at this moment I realize how close he’s sitting. Our books set aside and Felix is leaning on one arm politely looking over my shoulder at my phone, I can tell he doesn’t really understand how it works but it seems he’s enjoying this moment to much to ask. In an attempt to keep the sweet moment I change the subject.

“Hey do you want to listen to some Earth music?” With a nod from Felix I close the app and instinctively go to press my streaming app. Damn no Internet. I think for a second and remember I have some music I bought in times before streaming apps existed. I find the app and open it. Dear god my taste was cringey. I scroll through the songs until I stumble across a less than embarrassing song. “This is a classic where I come from, everyone has heard this song at least once. I lay back onto the floor so I can properly listen to the music. Felix looks at me and awkwardly lays down as well, I click on the song allowing it to play.

Just a small town girl

Livin' in a lonely world

She took the midnight train goin' anywhere

Just a city boy

Born and raised in South Detroit

He took the midnight train goin' anywhere

Felix gives me a puzzled look but I just shrug and look up at the ceiling. I close my eyes and take in the song as it plays. If I concentrate hard enough I can imagine my self back on Earth. Sitting in my room listening to 80s music while I do laundry or cook my dinner. I start to feel nostalgic again but I try not let my emotions take over. The song ends and I pause it before it plays the next song. I roll onto my side and rest my head on my hand.

“So what’d you think?” I beam at Felix, I genuinely want to know what he thinks of Earth music, and more specifically a song that I am quite fond of. Felix is laying flat on his back, he ankles crossed and his hands laying on his chest. He looks nervous to be laying on the ground next to me but has made no attempts to leave.

“I thought it was... interesting to say the least. It had quite a captivating story although I was confused when the subject changed multiple times, and what exactly are they trying to “not stop believing” in” Felix does air quotes and seems genuinely enthralled in the “story” of the song. I smile and start to look for another song. 

“How about you choose the next one?” I tilt my phone towards him. Felix sits up at my question.

“I dont feel very well versed in Earth music though,” He mumbles. I shrug at his comment.

“Just pick one with a name that sounds interesting to you” I show Felix how to use the phone and hand it to him laying back down. I peek at Felix, he’s holding the phone in one hand and is scrolling with the other, he’s holding it like an old man. I watch his face, he’s thoroughly looking at every single song title and determining whether they are interesting or not. I find it... cute, his concentration face is cute. Oh if he caught me staring I know he would become a blubbering blushing mess, I mean I would be too. I close my eyes again as I wait for him to pick. 

“This one seems interesting,” I hum in response, but when Felix says the title out-loud and panic seizes through me. I sit up and shout WAIT but I'm too late. He already pressed it. And then I hear it.

That dreaded, infamous G note. Felix turns towards me surprised and hastily hands the phone to me, I pause it before another note can play.

“Hells MC what will that song make my head explode or something??? You nearly made my heart stop.” Felix takes a deep breath with his hand on his chest.

“I'm sorry, that song its kind of embarrassing actually,” I can feel myself flushing, I look away in embarrassment at the fact that I had that song downloaded and the fact that I nearly sent my teacher into cardiac arrest.

“Embarrassing how?” Felix looks at me puzzled. I open my mouth to speak but then stop. Hold on a second, Felix doesn’t know this band, let alone what an emo phase is. Well judging by his raven skull necklace he does but not in the way I do. I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if we listened to it. I do still like their music. But god did it HAVE to be this song. I clear my throat and look back at Felix.

“Nothing, it’s nothing I was just being dramatic,” I stifle a laugh. “We can listen to it, I actually quite like this band,” Felix nods and turns to face my direction, were now both sitting cross legged and I press play on the song. I smile a little as the song plays and close my eyes again. I cant even remember the last time I listened to this song. My mind begins to wander again, to my younger years when I first heard this song.

 I was such a try hard back then, wanting so badly to “be different” but also to mend the emotional pain I was going through, and this band really helped me through it. This song is a little more narrative than the last one so I hope Felix would like it. I can’t believe I freaked out like I did god he must think I'm crazy, or maybe that lady really did hit my head when she threw that drink at me. As the song plays I silently hum to it, quiet enough so that Felix might not hear. I drink in the lyrics and instruments and it feels like I'm listening to it again for the first time. 

The song ends and I open my eyes again to pause the music before it plays another one.

“So what did you think of tha-“ before I can continue I'm stopped by the sight of Felix’s face. His eyes are misty and his nose is colored pink. Was he... was he crying? Felix looks at me and his eyes go wide. He quickly turns away and rubs at his face.

“There-there is quite a lot of dust on this floor, honestly you would think Annie would have any sense to clean in here every once in a while,” I cant help but smile, wow he really is a goth child. 

“It’s ok Felix, this song makes me cry sometimes too,” Felix side eyes me and sniffles.

“I-I was not crying, yes I admit the song was... moving to say the least…. But, but I will not be mocked by you for my emotions,” Felix turns to face me again refusing to meet my eyes, his voice turning accusatory. I scoot closer to Felix and place a hand on his shoulder. He looks at me astonished and slightly flushed, either from the contact or the crying, I mean dust, I will never know.

“Congratulations” I say with a smile. Felix’s puzzled look twists even more.

“What ever are you talking about,” Felix questions.

“You’re emo now,”

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[sunsinrinn]

Secrets Part 8.

Bakugo x reader, Bakugo x Uraraka, Kirishima x Reader

Fluff- ish, language, angst

Word Count: 1,520

Idea: Y/n has a secret to share with bakugo not expecting a secret from him. She leaves heart broken and attempts to move on. But how will she move on if her secret can no longer be hidden? She fakes a relationship hoping its enough to not expose the true origin of the secret. (This is a terrible summary but I cant say much without spoiling future parts. 🙃)

Earlier,

Kirishima was walking to the cafe to meet up with Bakugo. God he hoped Bakugo was actually wanting to apologize. He hated that he hated him. He wished he could hate him, but being his best friend for years, and *maybe* wanting to be more than friends with him just make it impossible to hate him. Yes, he was furious for treating you like he did because he loved you too.

When he arrives at the cafe, he takes a deep breath before entering. When he’s inside he looks for him but cant find him. Not until he sees a hobo looking man with oddly familiar hairstyle. He approaches Bakugo and notices he was not in the best place, mentally and physically.

“Bakugo” kirishima’s voice is soft but still causes Bakugo to jump.

“Oh its you Kirishima.”

“Yeah, what did you want to talk about?”

“Right to the point I see...

I- I just want to apologize for the pain Uraraka and I caused Y/n-“

“Shouldn’t you be saying this to Y/n?”

“I- yes but I wanted to talk to you first... Look, the day of the baby shower after I left I saw Uraraka fucking another guy in my house.”

“Seems like you got what you deserve then. Is this why you’re apologizing?”

“Kirishima! Let me fucking talk shitty hair”

“Fine. Continue.”

“THANK YOU! Anyways, I yell at her to leave and before she does, she said something about manipulating me into cheating on y/n. I asked how she did it but she said it was a secret. I was confused because i don’t fucking remember being manipulated in any way. But anyway, She said she only slept with me to hurt Y/n. And then she was the anonymous tip that told the news and everyone y/n was cheating on me. To hurt her.”

“Wait- URARAKA WAS THE LEAK-“ Kirishima looks pissed of as hell.

“Yes, and I did not know anything about it. After she left I fell into a depression.” Bakugo looks embarrassed to admit that.

“Shit Bakugo, is that why you look like shit?”

“I don’t look like shit, thank you very much.”

“You do.” Kirishima feels bad for Bakugo, and without thinking he asks,

“Why don’t you come live with us for a while?”

Bakugo looks taken aback and hesitates.

“Are you sure Y/N would even want me there?”

“I don’t know... but I doubt she would refuse you, especially in your state.”

Bakugo looks conflicted about the offer but finally speaks up.

“I’ll go... but only if she agrees first.” Bakugo says in hopes to be able to talk to you and apologize and take him back. No, you won’t you have Kirishima...

Kirishima, the man who stuck with him through thick and thin, until he didn’t. He really did miss you and he also missed his best friend. He knew that if he never knew you, he would have dated Kirishima, but Kirishima doesn’t like guys. And now he has you and his kid.

Kirishima nods and nervously dials your number.

When you pick up both men perk up at your voice,

“Hello? Kirishima? What’s up?”

“Hey Y/N! How was the appointment? Is Mina there? MINA WHATS THE GENDER?”

“IM NOT TELLING YOUR ASS ANYTHING, KIRISHIMA! YOU KNOW THAT!”

You laugh and shake your head, “What’s up Kiri, why’d you call?”

He’s silent and sighs, and he hears your voice ask nervously,

“Kiri?”

“Y/n.. I need to ask something of you.”

He hears silence and thinks you’ve hung up but soon hear a response,

“What is it?” You ask shakily fearing the worst.

“I- I don’t know how to phrase this but I finished talking to Bakugo.”

“How’d that go.”

“Well he told me a few things. And he does not look like he is in a good place right now...”

“Oh no...” he hears sadness in your voice.

“And I suggested him live with us for a while....”

He hears your hushed voice talking to someone else, who he assumes is Mina.

After a minute of silence he hears you speak up again and Bakugo listens closely for your response.

“Kiri... I- I- yeah, its fine...” you sound unsure.

“Y/n if you dont want him there you can say so...”

“No no, its fine...”

Bakugo’s face falls at her answer sensing how sad and unsure you sound.

“T-thank you so much Y/n” Bakugo says.

There’s silence but again you speak up, “Y-yeah anytime.”

“I gotta go Kirishima. I’ll see you and Bakugo when you both get home then”

“Bye y/n, love you and see you soon. Tell Mina I said good bye as well”

You hum in response and hang up.

Kirishima and Bakugo get up and leave the cafe and head to Bakugo’s house to pick up a few things.

When Kirishima enters his house, he notices how overwhelmingly pink it is, “I didn’t know you liked pink...”

“I hate the fucking color. That bitch decorated the house like this.”

“Oh, okay. Well if you want me to help you pack a few bags?”

“Sure, make yourself useful”

Kirishima sighs but goes into the bedroom and helps him pack clothes.

After a moment of silence Bakugo speaks up

“Thank you.”

Kirishima looks up confused and bakugo elaborates more

“Thank you for hearing me out and taking me in”

“Oh- yeah anytime”

“Did- did taking me in bother y/n?”

Kirishima thinks for a while before answering,

“I don’t think she was bothered but more taken aback by the news.”

Bakugo hums, “You asked about the gender of the baby?”

“Oh yeah- Mina and her were going today to find out the gender but Mina won’t tell us. She’s hosting a gender reveal party. But only because she wants to one up Izuku and Shoto, since they’re the god parents.”

Bakugo nods sad that you’re building a life with out him. He really misses you and misses Kirishima.

After finishing packing they head home. Bakugo pays close attention to where they turn so he remembers where you live and sees the apartments right ahead.

As they reach the apartment and walk inside, it looks two times bigger than it should.

“Oh yeah, forgot to mention, we knocked down the wall separating mine and her apartment so now its one huge apartment.”

Bakugo just nods and stares at you as you come out of the kitchen. He notices your wobbling a bit and thinks again about how you’re way to big to only be 4-5 months pregnant, but that would mean you were pregnant with his child.

“Hey guys. Do you guys want anything specific for dinner?” You ask maintaining eye contact with Kirishima.

“Um, I don’t know yet, Bakugo?”

“Huh- oh whatever you guys want...”

You purse your lips but speak again, “Here then, I’ll help take your things to your room”

As you reach for his bags he pulls them away, you glare and Kirishima hands you a bag, “Best not argue or resist against her Bakugo. She’s in the mood swing stage” Kirishima jokes and you send him a fake glare.

“Wow- Kirishima so fucking mean.”

You grab the bag and head to Bakugo’s room. Both follow you and notice you had already fixed up the room for him to his liking. You set the bag down on the bed and head out.

“I’m going to lay down for a bit Kiri, and then I’ll start dinner.”

“Take your time babe”

Both men begin to unpack and put away Bakugo’s things and once they finish they smell food and head out to see you setting the plate down.

“Good, you both are here. Dinners ready.”

They are about to sit but you stop them. “Did any of you wash your fucking hands?”

The look on their face as they get up and clean up is hilarious

As soon as they are done, the three of you sit and eat in silence.

After dinner you pick up the dishes but Bakugo insists on cleaning them as a thank you, you finally relent and sit on the couch with Kirishima. Once Bakugo finishes he lets you both know he is retiring to bed.

As soon as he walks out, you look over at Kirishima when he clears his throat.

As soon as Bakugo heard kirishima clear his throat he stands still and listened to what they were saying.

“So, Y/N does it bother you that he is here?”

You stay silent for a while before answering with a simple no.

“Y/n, are you sure? I can always tell when something is wrong...”

“It doesn’t bother me Kiri, I’m just afraid he will find out the fucking truth. I mean its not long before i POP out the kid. He will know that I lied about how far along I am... I don’t want him to know he is the fucking father-“ you says kinda loudly.

“I get it y/n, but he looked so vulnerable and alone, I couldn’t leave him like that...”

“I know baby, I wouldn’t either...”

Bakugo freezes when he hears your words

‘IT’S MY FUCKING KID SHE IS CARRYING’

SERIES MASTERLIST — Part 9

A/N- three chapters in one day? Granted, one was supposed to be posted yesterday, but anyways- i HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS CHAPTER. I hope you guys tell me what you think- its spicy- anyways

If you’d like to be tagged in future parts or future works dont hesitate to dm, ask, or comment! I hope you guys had a lovely day today! Also if you asked to be tagged and I didnt tag you send me a dm so I can fix it :)

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[amphii-writes]

Random Haikyuu Head Canons I Have

these are all taken from my discord server cause i remember to write them there, if you want to request fanfics, my requests are W I D E open! there is also nO order! these are just all the headcanons i could find tbh

warnings: mentions of blood, and just overall wild times, swearing

Asahi loves knitting sweaters because his shoulders are broad and he also loves seeing the reactions from his teammates when they get a sweater from him! He says he buys them but he doesn’t

Aone likes knitting socks because he has big feet and he loves fluffy knee high socks but his team will never know

Asahi and Aone regularly hang out and knit together! (after asahi wasnt scared of him anyways)

Nishinoya gives you shiny rocks he finds because “your eyes shine like them!”

Yamaguchi likes to have your head rest on his chest while cuddling!

Aone likes to bake

Aone dressed like a polar bear because koganegawa told him to- halloween was amazing

daICHI HAS A KISS THE COOK APRON

Daichi secretly can make some kick ass steak and is amazing at grilling sorry

Okay but real talk, Kenma and Yaku swear like sailors and it scares everyone because they always whisper the most foul, insulting things under their breath. Hearing it is like seeing a cryptid

Speaking of cryptids, Fukunaga and Shibayama are THE most true crime, mythology, and mystery obsessed fanatics on the team and often fanboy about it together 

Fukunaga’s obsession with moth man has gotten to an unhealthy stage

Kenma absolutely had a vampire phase and has read twilight. Only Kuroo knows and has sworn to secrecy via blood pact

Kuroo’s a musical nerd. Knows all of the lyrics to Hamilton, BMC, DEH, Heathers, Rent, Beetlejuice, Etc. Kenma considered dropping him because of it

Iwaizumi tells the worst dad jokes and Kyotani, wanting to beat him, started doing it too and it drives everyone insane

Yahaba and Matsukawa get along surprisingly well. Both are true crime freaks and bond over their forensic files obsessions

Matsukawa didn’t really like his thick eyebrows so he got one of his female friends to pluck it for him, but almost cried and gave up after the first hair. Oikawa called him a pussy for the next year

Hanamaki jokingly flirts with everyone on the team so most of them just got used to it, but it still confuses Kindaichi to the point of mental breakdown

Makki called Kyotani ‘puppy’ as a joke once and now mad dog is truly terrified of him

Kyotani’s dog absolutely ADORES Oikawa and it’s the funniest shit to the rest of the team

Mattsun and Makki play DnD and once convinced Yahaba and Kyotani to join. Kyotani kept rolling to fight everyone and Yahaba was a bard that kept rolling to seduce everyone. They kept yelling across the board so they had to kick them out

Outside of his school uniform, Goshiki specifically wears only plaid

Tendou makes little chocolates for the whole team every once in a while so they don’t think he’s scary

Semi and Shirabu once had a fistfight in an abandoned McDonald’s parking lot while Tendou filmed and Goshiki cheered them on

Everybody makes fun of Shirabu’s haircut but nobody dares to say it to his face. its gotten to the point where they say he got it done by a blind old lady

There’s a running joke about Shirabu also getting his haircut from prison but Goshiki is starting to suspect that it may not be a joke

Yamagata and Tendou are good friends with the mutual goal of collecting as much blackmail on their team as possible

Tendou loves animals generally considered to be ‘ugly’ like rats, crows, reptiles, etc.

80% of Goshiki’s playlist is shit overplayed on the radio. Him, Shirabu, Tendou, Kawanishi and Ushijima have a permanent ban from the aux cord

Nobody watches YouTube with Ushijima because he never skips the damn ads (other than tendou)

Suna once said y’all’dn’t’ve unironically and made a first year cry

Akagi once said UwU unironically and had an identity crisis.

Osamu has one of those rainbow gaming keyboards and is constantly on a discord call. Atsumu always yells weird shit in the background to embarrass him and once pretended to be him

During Seijoh group chat arguments. Hanamaki and Mattsukawa like to drop facebook minion memes in just to piss everyone off even more

mattsun and maki both have separate photo albums in their phones labelled ‘minion memes to piss everyone off’

Hinata carries a pocket knife and no one has no fucking idea why

mattsun and maki both have matching rat fursuits that look like they actually where in a sewer- they chased oikawa around

For all his talk of plant analogies and metaphors, Ushijima cant grow shit

Goshiki’s Bangs are the way they are because his favorite character was Rock Lee from Naruto

Oikawa has watched Ouran High School Host Club front to back so many times and he can quote all of Tamaki’s lines by heart -He keeps bothering Iwaizumi to “be his Haruhi, since you’re shorter than me”

Koganegawa has definitely gone as an Angry Bird for Halloween

Fukunaga has those reflective cat eyes, and he has terrified Yamamoto on several occasion

Hanamaki and Matsukawa have a teddy bear that they pretend is their child and they share custody

Suga always sprays whipped cream straight into his mouth whenever he sees a can

Nishinoya definitely bit people as a kid

Nishinoya would be the guy to wear shorts all year round and even if it's snowing, he'll insist he's not cold

Tendou is still stuck in his emo phase and would fangirl over Creepypasta with me and I appreciate that (me too buddy, me fuckin too)

Kyoutani LOOKS like he’d listen to viking death metal, but in reality he listens to Mother Mother and knows all the words to Ghosting

Sugawara would definitely encourage me to dumb shit and not stop me, and you’re all dumb for thinking he wouldn’t 

KENMA IS NOT ‘uwu owo’ SHY, HE IS ‘your fucking gross’ SHY SO LITERALLY STFU

Bokuto listens to Nicki Manaj. And knows all the words. To every. Single. Song.

Ushijima for some reason knows an odd amount of 90′s-2000′s R&B and he will hum along to the songs if they come on the radio (he also loves Dolly Parton) ((he says he relates to her music))

Bokuto once ate instant ramen for an entire month

TERUSHIMA DID TRY TO FUCK A PLANT WHILE SHITFACED AND GOD I STAND BY WHAT I SAID

atsumu let’s you put makeup on him and pretends to eat the brushes (do yk what im talking about- like n o m)

tendou ran for school president as a joke but actually won

i 100% believe that all of karasuno’s third years apologize when they bump into inanimate objects, but when suga is really tired or stressed out, he’ll yell at them instead.

Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Taketora have a group chat called "Bros who want sum hoes" and they send each other hypebeast memes and shit

Sugawara knows how to do a bunch of flexible shit because he sometimes goes to yoga with daichi and asahi's moms, its fucking hilarious

tanaka and noya both breakdance- they work as a team and sometimes go to tokyo for underground competitions- saeko drives them

Daichi knows a little ballet- nobody other than Kiyoko knows because they saw each other at the ballet class and had to work together- dont tell tanaka and noya that he lifted her though

Osamu once put glitter on Atsumu's pillow- he still finds hot pink glitter on shit

kita knits and crochets with his grandma

Kita's grandma knows everyone's names because kita talks shit bout them, her favorite is Aran

Kuroo has burnt his eyebrows off doing an experiment. His goggles didn't cover all his brows,,, so he just showed up to practice like that. No eyebrows and a chemical burn

kenma has played all kinds of games, but he was dared to play corpse party by kuroo. He wasn't scared because of the gore, he was thinking about the trauma the characters went through. Punched kuroo the next day because that game was fucked up

Lev isn't a strong swimmer, so he often grabs people by the head to keep himself up. happened with kenma and lev couldn't walk due to the force of kenmas suprised water kicks

akaashi has those fancy pens that you have to dip in ink and they're so nice

Bokuto has and will eat pencil erasers again

Daichi once almost lost his shit at his team but instead he lost his shit at the door that decided to stub his toe on the way out of the gym. not the best thing to be found yelling to.

Yamaguchi for sure has been dragged to one of terushimas parties because he didnt wanna say no. oh and terushima has like frat boy level parties too. Yams has for sure had some wild nights and doubts anyone other than Tsukishima and the party-goers will ever know

Akaashi can actually flirt very well! He reads romance novels sometimes and has analyzed any and every book in his possession! so he's actually quite charming

Daihsou unironically posted on twitter after mika broke up with him "I still see her shadows in my room"

Mattsun and Maki run a fake oikawa account; its been going ever since twitter even started getting popular and they even started sending messages in spanish. The posts would range from "I love all my fans!" to flirting with them :) Oikawa is pissed cause the account got verified before he did and most of his fans also follow the fake oikawa. Tooru has no idea who runs it JUST IMAGINE OIKAWA JUST LIKE RANTING TO THE SEIJOH 3RD YEAR ALUMNI AND JUST "no Iwa-chan, you dont understand! they run a fake account and pretend to be me!" while makki and mattsun laugh their asses off

Oh, kenma for sure has pretended to be a girl on discord and has gotten someone to buy him stuff. after they do he says in his normal voice "fucking simp" and then hangs up and blocks the other persons discord

Yamamoto, despite his rough appearance, loves kids and has and will be a human jungle gym

suna in middle school had a game with his friends about who could make kids cry the fastest

The twins switched places back in middle school and nobody could tell because of how great they are at acting like eachother

Daichi once arrested coach ukai for public intoxication after a game :|

Daichi has arrested many people from his old volleyball team but the most memorable case was when he arrested tanaka and noya for reckless driving. poor idiots got so scared when they saw their old captains face in their mirror and started to pray

tanaka, while trying to intimidate someone, once said "You dont gotta tell me twice, i may be straight but these hands are bisexual" and he often cringes at night thinking about it

Kageyama, as a comeback to Tsukishima, said "one thing about us royalty is that we love to feast" and he also fuckin hates what he said

the third years made a cult for Kiyoko. they chant every wednesday "i'll do anything for kiyoko, she makes me go loco"

oikawas fangirls are known to be fucking rabid

yAMAMOTO AND KENMA AFTER THEIR FIGHT WERE FORCED BY KUROO TO MAKE IT UP: so they dyed their hair together

Makki and mattsun sang two trucks in front of the entire team. everyone was so confused. Makki: "twO TRUCKS HAVIN SEX!!" Mattsun: "oH yEs!"THEY'D SWITCH OFF AND HAVE LIKE CHOREOGRAPHY TOO LIKE THEY'D DO A TANGO WHILE THE SONG IS LIKE "two beer trucks, making love"

tendou once called Oikawa "mr. no-nationals" and got kicked in the shins before iwaizumi could save him

Tsukishima had a my little pony phase

you work with matsukawa at a morgue and he makes dead people jokes while you fix some dead guys face with wax and makeup he'd be like "so didnt he like,,, stick his head out of the sunroof of a moving fuckin car??" he'd be singing dumb ways to die the entire day

i feel like Kuroo has one crazy accident a year. like it might not be deadly but its fucking crazy like for example: Kuroo for sure has ridden in a shopping cart at past midnight with kenma (who pushed him down a hill) causing Kuroo to get scratched up hella well. he lied and said he spent the night with a girl and kenma fucking hated himself cause he would be the girl if that was true

Mattsun has flirted with the 4th years moms before (AS A JOKE), and because of this: he is known as “fuckin milf hunter” sometimes by the team

Warning, this next headcanon is talking about cannabis, weed, mary jane, the zoink root. so if your uncomfortable, please dont read below :)

dude i wanna get high as SHIT with Asahi 

i think Asahi would be one of those mfkers who takes one hit and is gone 

ASAHI ACCIDENTALLY GOING TO PRACTICE ZOINKED 

IMAGINE HIM SEEING TSUKISHIMA AND JUST "he looks so judgemental,,, im scared" 

OR LIKE A MAD DAICHI AND JUST "i'm gonna,,, im gonna go jump out the window now" 

Noya and Tanaka would know tho, i feel like they'd have a 6th sense when it comes to weed. they probably get some from Saeko cause she'd rather they do it in the house. they'd smell asahi like fucking dogs and just so,,, big guy had fun without us huh? 

DAICHI WOULD KNOW ABOUT ASAHI BEING ZOINKED, SMASH HIS FACE INTO THE WALL, TURN AROUND WITH A RED MARK ON HIS FOREHEAD AND WITH A BEAMING SMILE AND FEUX ENTHUSIASM SAY: "YOSH, LETS WARM UP!"

#haikyuu #hq #haikyuu!! #haikyuu crack #haikyuu boys #haikyuu x reader #haikyū!! #haikyu x reader

[bluewinnerangel]

Hi lovely! Don't get frustrated with the asks. (Some are trolling, some are just too young, some are new to tumblr, some are new to larry and some make confusing asks because of the language barrier. It happens.) Most of us love you and want to share the fun and the rambling with you. You are such a treasure as a blogger!

(gif from here)

That's my way of saying you hit the nail on the head (if only that gif was Niall getting hit it would be the best pun)

IM RAMBLING, HERE'S A CUT:

I love asks and I love everyone with the good intentions and chooses to come here to get clarity on a topic or just wants to share their thing and everything really <3 And if you're reading and have an unanswered ask from me I just wanna be clear that very few of you individually are "sending wrong asks" or something! I'm not frustrated, it's just that I'm the only one seeing the chaos party that's collectively resulting from it in the inbox and how that's just.. both hilarious and tiresome. And it's not like I wanna ignore people, sometimes I just don't find the right words to respond and then the moment kinda passes and I just... don't </3 I just don't wanna be the kinda person that just says "I don't know haha" and hits posts because I think a blog should be entertaining and like... I wanna gain energy and be entertained myself if I scroll my own blog (yey for shitty memory), and if I see a post like that I'm just gonna be feeling meh and wanting to delete it even. And beyond that it's just gonna litter the dash really. And even then sometimes asks are really really good and I totally wanna add to that conversation but they just get stuck in the drafts for whatever reason maybe one day they'lll come into our world and say it all.

Also last bit of this ramble, I totally always try to assume people are just young / new to a topic and I very much dislike making people feel unwelcome or dumb, so yeah that does make me gullible or even naive or whatever sometimes when answering asks that are, uh, debatable, and I know that, I know there's a good chance the anon meant it shit and was just playing, but I'll give them the benefit of the doubt plus I still think my answer can be useful/entertaining to others so buh.

Ramble out. Have a nice day <3

Oh you sent another

iiiieeeeeeee

#ballLBALBALBALBLALBLALALA #rambling

[loptyrs-moved]

Can you talk more abt ur fandoms ocs? I like your writing a lot and would like to know more abt em

Oh my goodness I’m 🥺🥺🥺🥺 you’re SO sweet thank you!

Well, I have quite a few and some have their own deeper lore stories that go with them. If you guys want more information on them, I can do separate posts on all of them. But Here they are! I’m so excited to share my babies with you!

More is under the cut. The Picrew I used is here.

Ikemen Revolution

Black Army Side

Corrin Fukui

Age: Appears to be in mid-early twenties

Hair: Brick white

Eyes: Blood Red

Height: 4′11

Any other Qualities:

Draconic features -- She’s literally a dragon but not by nature

Curved Opalescent Horns

Shimmery opalescent tail

Wings that also shimmer in the light

retractable?

Pointed ears

Easily frightened by loud noises and sudden movements

stunted growth

Hoards blankets and comfort items

writes in a journal every day 

its one luka got for her and she refuses to write in anything else. she pours her heart out on the pages, and all her memories

she had a brother! but he passed away because of the magic tower :(

turns into a gIANT DRAGON 

ICE ICE BREATH BABY

Was found by Luka while on a patrol near the forbidden forest, lost and afraid, so she was taken in

Had amnesia at first

She actually is an experiment of Amon and she managed to escape

Excellent at sewing and gardening

Sufficient with baking

She’s for Luka! The way they fell for each other was a slow, gradual trust, and mutual understanding. She saw him as a man, as he was, and nothing else.

Sometimes is called Corri

gentle hearted and innocent

but not as innocent as you’d think 

she’s a dragon, and she’s a greedy little one

Ophelia Dae

Age: 24

Hair: Crimson red

Eyes: Jade green

Height: 5′8

Any other Qualities:

A skilled swordsman, and one of the Chosen Thirteen

9 of Spades baybeee

While she is more accustomed to short swords and sabers, Phelia is a magic user! But she isn’t really in agreement with Ray with his stance on magic

BOMBASTIC AS HELL

BISEXUAL

“Is he bothering you Queen?”

Trans

Was friends with Ray and Fenrir while in school, and was just as much of a hellraiser as them

she was there when the day things went dark happened and was almost taken but that day is a blur for her

phelia REFUSES to talk about it

she still has nightmares

raised by a single mother

TRIVIA! She was an old fire emblem oc i had and she was the daughter of Arvis -- so if you squint when she uses magic you’ll see Valflame

joined the army probably because Fenrir was too, and she was inspired by him 

she joined for her own reasons but he made it easier for her to do it too

his passion was what made her fall for him in the first place

has a personal vendetta against the magic tower for what they did to her and her friends

AND CORRIN JEEZ

will sacrifice herself if necessary to the cause

PROBABLY HAS ALMOST DIED BECAUSE OF IT

Bruh girl

Amira Nasiri

Age: 22

Hair: Chocolate brown

Eyes: Turquoise blue

Height: 5′3

Any other qualities:

My version of Alice! Difference is that she’s Persian

That’s it

She’s just as spunky as Alice 

however she responds with being called Alice a little different

she’s adamant about being called Amira

At some point she just accepts Seth does it to distance himself

also an avid baker like alice

pISTACIOS

BAKLAVA

Amira is just Alice except she’s just my take on her. 

She has the same vibrant spirit as Alice

and I personally consider Seth the canon route for REASONS

just ask me why fjgdfgjksd

Red Army Side

Azul Flores

Age: 25

Hair: Raven black

Eyes: Wisteria purple

Height: 5′0

Any Other Qualities:

An old friend of the Queen of Hearts

like she met him when she was 8 years old

fought his bullies when they would give him a hard time when he was a kid

they dated for a WHILE

did NOT work out

HARD CHILDHOOD

Ambitious, hard working young woman who was married into a high standing family on the Red side. Her mother was a teacher and gained the attention of one of the Chosen Thirteen on that side, and got married

Azul is NOT the officer’s daughter. She’s his step daughter

Has had extensive studies on the History of Cradle and of the Red Territory.

Wants to be a Cradle Historian

Works for the Red Army as a personal assistant to the queen

UNINTENTIONAL

THEY ACTUALLY CANT STAND EACH OTHER

Unless....

Look their story is very dramatic and it hurts me every day so please stay tuned with them. 

CUT THROAT BITCH

YOUR DEVIL

DEMON

Heckles Jonah like its her job — she knows him better than anyone elsd, if anyone knows his bs, its her

Bad resting bitch face

Actually really shy, and quiet when in different surroundings

A sweetheart and will cut a bitch for you once she knows u

She is perhaps one of the most transparent, honest, genuine person. there is no bullshit with her. she will tell you her honest thoughts with you

Cerise Nam

Age: 19

Hair: Berry Pink

Eyes: Petal Pink

Height: 5′2

Any other qualities:

Her mom came to Cradle from a far off place, and set up a food and pastry shop in the Central Quarter. Met her dad. Been there since

They live in Black Territory

She works for her parents and works with the pastries/desserts

loves making desserts from where her parents are from

She knows the Queen of Hearts VERY well since she makes the best mille feuille

Got a job from him actually, and works for the Red Army Headquarters kitchen

Loves to cook and bake!

a little naïve, but she’s a realist

youngest of FIVE kids!!

Morning girl

She may be petite but she can HEAFT heavy bags of flour/rice/dry goods

Met Zero by accident, and crashed into him while in town

love at first sight for her. how can you fault her?

she thinks he’s dreamy... and sweet...

does she flirt with him a little? Cerise can’t help it...

She and Zero have more of a hidden relationship because she fears her parents won’t approve

family stuff -- and she understands

RED ARMY OFFICER?? BLACK TERRITORY GIRL

look im cheesy

dont worry it works out

zero has to consider himself and his own personal stuff too so its a little difficult 

Non Army Suitor(s)

Lucile Lidell

Age: 20

Hair: Straw blonde

Eyes: Aqua blue

Height: 5'1

Any other qualities:

She and her twin, Noelle, are the actual descendants of the original Alice

Inherited unusual hairpins that were from cradle

More of the 'modern woman stuck in the wrong time' kind of gal

Rebellious

Noelle and Luci: partners in crime

Short skirts galore

Does not give a singular shit of what MEN think of her

Wants to be taken seriously

Sometimes acts like an airhead in order to get attention. She's actually pretty somber as a person and prefers to be in the background as her sister takes the stage

loves her sister more than anyone else in the world

When she and Noelle fall into Cradle, they kind of hightail it and live in the woods with Harr and Loki

Sticks with Harr since he's literally the least threatening man ever

First man to feel safe around

"Excuse me he said NO pickles!"

Will cut a bitch for him, or use magic -- luci will hurt someone if they even think a bout looking at him wrong

Loves to make clothes

'I mended the holes in your cloak for you...' 'Bye Harr, be safe and have a good day.'

'Welcome home, I missed you.'

Puts up a tough girl front but she's just a big softie just like him

Doesn't realize she has a crush on him until shit starts to hit the fan

Actually very vanilla tbh but wants to spoil her bf

Ikemen Sengoku

Ito Tsunade

Age: 26

Hair: Straw Blonde

Eyes: Molten Gold

Height: 5′5

Any Other Qualities:

Graduate student at the same university as Sasuke 

got stuck in the storm with him and Mai, and was tossed into the sengoku era

but she got separated from Mai

Met Shingen first much to her luck because uh.... lets say Tsunade is aint the sharpest tool in the shed

HEAD EMPTY

ZERO THOUGHTS

AIRHEAD

her aesthetic when she gets there?

TITS OUT

BIG HONKERS BIG TATA

HOT

her head might be empty but her tits are fat and they will protect you

Music nerd — loves traditional Japanese instruments, especially the difficult ones

Specializes in girl metal in modern day

eventually proves herself and plays some sick chords for the takeda/uesegi forces

she has entertained them for now

puts sake away like a monster

when she meets sasuke, she finds comfort in the fact he’s also lost with her, so she clings

asks him how to protect herself from shingen bc he’s horny lolol

genuinely thinks sasuke is hilarious

also does NOT realize she’s in love with him until the gravest of grave happens

her name was UNINTENTIONAL

Aibana Hinata

Age: Presents in his early-mid twenties

Hair: Black Midnight

Eyes: Haunting gold and vermillion

Height: 5'3

Any other qualities: 

The concubine of Nobunaga

Please know I made him a long while before the other guy was dropped so I’m just gonna offer this little gay boy

Nobunaga bought him from a brothel after being so intrigued by him. Hina entertained him so well that he was set for life

A RIGHT SNARKY BASTARD

HE KNOWS HE’S PRETTY AND CAN GET AWAY WITH MURDER

Likes to challenge Nobunaga in battles of wits

board games

debate as pillow talk

swordplay if the lords will entertain him enough

Bisexual as hell

Gender? Don’t know her

He uses all pronouns

True pronoun: princess

ONLY EXISTS IN A UNIVERSE WHERE THERE IS MAI

Nobunaga/Mai/Hinata........

Unless.......

Smart, and educated

former geisha

he can read! and write!

LOVE FUCKING WITH HIDEYOSHI

if there is mai, he would bond with her like no one else

he would be her best friend

her confidant

genuinely adores her

even if she is pursuing nobunaga, he doesn’t resent her ... he just wishes that she would find room in her heart for him too

puts up a tough exterior

a softie.....

#ikemen sengoku #ikemen revolution #ikerev luka clemence #ikerev jonah clemence #ikerev fenrir godspeed #ikerev seth hyde #ikesen sasuke #ikesen sarutobi sasuke #ikesen nobunaga #ikesen oda nobunaga #ikesen mai #ikesen mc #ocs #corrin fukui #azul flores #ophelia dae #cerise nam #ito tsunade #aibana hinata #girlsgaystheys #kawaiimikamagic #ikerev #luci lidell #sage's ocs #ask sage

[finndoesntwantthis]

Hello. Im the guy who almost likes all of your wrestling posts because seeing someone so passionate about wrestling dilfs is both hilarious and awesome.

Which makes me very curious why you dont like cm punk. Dont have to answer me of course, just asking. What did he do?

Hi yes!!! I see your likes and they are much appreciated 😌

Imma keep this under a Read More out of respect for my mutuals who are punks fans, I don’t judge y’all lol

It’s hard to explain my dislike for him lol I was gonna type out this big long thing explaining ALL the reasons in detail but that was starting to feel kind of ridiculous. So instead I’ll just bullet point real quick:

-I’m a lifelong Jeff Hardy and John Cena fan

-I was not watching wrestling, or even really a wrestling fan at all, by the time Punk was at his most popular

-my only memories of him before that were of him saying bad things about Jeff Hardy’s addiction

-also the only thing I heard about him when he was popular was that he complained a lot about John and lmao I was still in love with John when I was in high school so my only thought was “well this guy, whoever he is, seems jealous and annoying.”

-mostly my dislike in terms of wrestling related reasoning is more about his fans and how fucking annoying so many of them are. From high-jacking segments/matches (especially women’s matches) with chants of his name, to begging him to come back as if there aren’t now PLENTY of people who should be getting the big super star treatment and he really doesn’t need to be here to “save wrestling” because lmao we are literally watching other people do that??? They’re al just living in the past and can’t see that....honestly he’s not needed anymore ????

-the FINAL straw however, has come with all of this shit with Colt Cabana. Idk if you know about it, and you can definitely easily research it to see all of the shit that happened, but I’ll try to summarize as best I can,

-I’ve become a very big Colt cabana fan the last couple years because he’s so funny and a great wrestler, and yeah he’s hot, but also he seems like a genuinely nice and beloved person who treats everyone great. Idk but I always got vibes that punk was a little stuck up? Like I don’t have proof he just gives me this feeling like he’s kind of mean? And this thing I’m about to talk about certainly feeds into that lol

-so like I’m totally on Punk’s side with all the doctor drama, and I don’t think he or Colt should have been sued because lmao yeah they didn’t do anything wrong. But then.....a lot of stories started to come out about the entire process.

-basically what happened between punk and Colt was that Punk had initially told Colt that he would take care of the lawyers. Makes sense since he was the rich friend, and also like it was his fault they were getting sued?? (Even tho again they shouldn’t have been sued, but it was still Punk’s words that caused it). So yeah he was going to pay for the lawyers and they were supposed to be part of the suit as one defense party.

-THEN it gets out that punk, I guess, changed his mind and wanted Colt to pay for his half of the legal fees which???? Colt isn’t rich so he really couldn’t??? And punk had told him he’d take care of it??

-this kind of forced Colt to get his own lawyer, and while it was the same suit, there were now two defense parties (okay if you don’t know how the law works this can be confusing but I’m familiar with this so), and Colt now had to pay for his own representation.

-thankfully they won but Colt could have had his life ruined by this because he wouldn’t have been able to afford to pay anything to wwe and the doctor because he is not a rich man!??

-there’s an episode of Colt’s podcast where he recorded a day to day summary of the trial. It’s a very painful thing to listen to because he’s making some little jokes but over all he just sounds so exhausted. He also talks about how all the stress made him physically ill to the point where it felt like he had the flu. Even to this day he still alludes to the fact that this was the lowest point in his life.

-I just cannot wrap my head around the way punk treated the person who was supposed to be his BEST FRIEND of like 2 decades. Like I literally cannot fathom or find any logic in it. Who would get their friend in trouble (again whether they should have been sued or not it was happening and it was because of punk) and then proceed to 1) tell him you, the friend who can afford to, will pay for the legal stuff, and then 2) turn around and change your mind and try to make your friend pay for something you know they really can’t afford??? Like idk if I told my best friend I would do this.......I would do it???

-Maybe I’m just naive but??? I really question his entire character over all of this. It just doesn’t make any sense to me. And when I add it together with all the bad vibes I always got....I just don’t like him, idk. He just gives me very bad and untrustworthy feelings. And it’s all probably really dumb of me but it’s hard for me to let go of these kinds of things.

#ask #this got long and is probably badly explained but lmao #SORRY TO ANY PUNK FANS WHO SEE THIS PLEASE IGNORE ITS OKAY

[clumsyclifford]

bella I would love a directors cut on literally any of the rilex you’ve written, but specifically it’s always her, and you, and me, or for these days you’ve been stuck in my brain 💙

OHHHHHH those are some CHOICESSSSSS lucy. fuck yeah. let’s get into it. ill link them both here but we’ll take em one at a time

it’s always her, and me, you

these days you’ve been stuck in my brain

here’s a cut for convenience cos i KNOW i’m gonna go long here.

okay! let’s start with the rilisex fic.

it’s always her, and me, and you

so like it says in the ao3 notes, this fic came from realizing just how frequently rian and alex kiss each other like, all the time? just? casually? for funsies? this was another one of those situations like i mentioned where the hook aka first line (“Rian's no expert, but he doesn't think normal friends kiss this much.”) just appeared in my head and i was like heyyy that’s a GOOD first line. i have to build from that line. that’s the hook, that’s the summary, that’s the core. 

something i discovered upon searching through the editing history of the doc: i had originally sort of intended to go a direction with this where in some other circumstance, rian would see alex giving jack a super casual friendly kiss and he’d get all sad/jealous and be like sure why SHOULDNT alex kiss jack after all its just a thing he does with his FRIENDS. but the fic ended up going a different way and honestly? im glad. i like this way better.

the role of singin in the rain in this fic actually has a HILARIOUS backstory because the night i originally wrote that conversation in the tour bus kitchen, i went into the club and said the following

and then. the next day. rian streamed with ricky, and i asked if he’d ever seen singin in the rain, and he ANSWERED ME and said he hadn’t. so first of all i had already written the scene and i then had to rewrite it to make it so rian wouldn’t have seen it but also!!! i literally asked rian fucking dawson if he’d seen a movie for the sole reason of using that information for fanfiction!!!! and he provided me with the information i needed!!!! whole thing is just fucking hysterical to me. ANYWAY.

ANYWAY, the other reason why sitr has such a big role in the fic is because megs and i watched the movie together while i was in the middle of working on the fic, so it was extremely fresh in my mind. in fact i can probably show you this: i had this comment left for myself when i was kind of trying to figure out if i could make a real metaphor of sorts with the sitr ot3 and the Big Three of this fic. some of this ended up in rian’s wild musings in the hotel scene but i did conclude that it wouldn’t really have worked and that was definitely true but anyway. fuck it, director’s cut, here’s the kind of shit i leave for myself to refer to

so that’s part of the reason why it became such a puzzle piece of this fic, but real talk, it’s also just because i love singin in the rain it’s one of my favorite movies lmao

briefly gonna also touch on lisa and why she’s in this fic because i realize that rian/alex/lisa is an interesting approach to rilex! first of all, i love lisa. i love alex and lisa. and it occurred to me that there was really no reason to split lisex up just to make rilex happen. plus there’s this tweet that really just pushed me over the edge of being like yeah, rilisex is extremely plausible. so that’s that on that.

as for the scene in the hotel room while they’re watching sitr, there is a small piece of that scene - from when alex starts kissing rian’s shoulders etc to “it would defy the laws of nature not to” - that i actually wrote before anything else in that scene. that small piece got stretched out and edited quite a bit from how it started but it did function as a sort of foundation around which i built the rest of the scene, because that small section sort of ~came to me~ absolutely out of nowhere, and i really liked the Vibe it had and i wanted to include it. i THINK that was the only piece of this fic that i wrote Out Of Order - for the most part this was written chronologically.

ALSO!!! omg this is exciting, this fic actually has a deleted scene!!!!!! i hate cutting scenes but i also hate having scenes that are less than 1k and this one didn’t really contribute much to the fic. i can probably share it here right? sure why not ! hopefully you can read this. it originally took place after the scene where alex and rian call lisa for the first time. the question of “what gets left into interview videos and what gets cut” is also just interesting to me as a (fic) concept in general so...eyes emoji, but here’s my mini-exploration that i cut from the original fic. enjoy lol it’s silly <3

oh! also one more thing!! the very final scene was included for two reasons. the first reason being that when i write getting-together fics, i really prefer to add on a scene After they Get Together because i love to write domestic established relationship stuff and i think that’s a satisfying reward for a reader who’s just slogged through all the mutual pining and bullshit to get the characters together. but the OTHER reason is that i got an anon (here it is!) and i read that ask and was immediately like well shit. now i have to fucking include this. for the anon and for myself. so you can thank that anon for that last scene. (also i wanted to include merrikat especially since i had to cut their little moment in the interview scene above.)

so....................whew. i think i’ve bled that fic dry. holy shit that’s a lot of Stuff. OKAY! let’s move on.

~

these days you’ve been stuck in my brain

so!!! THIS fic was the breakthrough after (what felt like) a long bout of writer’s block. long for me was maybe two weeks, but i am the kind of person who is always writing, and two weeks was a long time to go with little to no inspiration/motivation to write anything. i had also been in a weird narrative headspace because i’d been binge-watching disney shows (jessie > austin and ally > girl meets world) and i don’t know how well i can explain this but the way those shows are written is a lot snappier and cares way less for realistic and consistent character development or plots or relationships, and so i was stuck between caring a lot about including those things in my fics but also being unable to conceptualize them in writing because my brain was in Disney Writing Mode. does that make sense? this is rhetorical so let’s go with yes. so anyway. i was in a slump

actually what i ended up doing was basically googling something like “au prompts tumblr” or something and just scrolling through posts. i saw something about soulmate telepathy and i actually tried to write something totally different before i wrote this one, but the first attempt was a different concept and then the direction i took it was like......it wasn’t quite right and i realized that i was kind of writing dark disney style? there is really no way for me to explain what i mean by that because it seems really obvious to me but that’s just because i’m inside my own head so just take my word. 

anyway. attempt #1 of soulmate telepathy rilex went poorly, and this fic was attempt #2. i kinda took the soulmate telepathy thing and changed it as i saw fit and i also went back to skim helen’s telepathy fic because obviously she’s the pro and then i tried not to steal her ideas. and as i was writing it i kinda realized i was doing the whole quirky funny best friend character with jack and also doing the whole “somehow this not-very-dramatic situation with teenagers is treated as The Most Dramatic Thing Ever and that’s totally normal and nobody finds it strange” disney trope with rian and alex being soulmates and i was like (deep sigh) i have to accept that no matter how much i try to fight this, this fic is going to be tainted with disney. and that’s life

on top of that i will add that the real-life rilex were extremely inspiring during the two-day period during which i wrote this fic, because that was when the once in a lifetime video came out and in the brief pre-video livestream rilex were Beyond Married and that definitely helped in the writing of fic rilex!

hmmmm what can i tell you about this fic itself.................honestly, i don’t think there’s much to tell! rian is a band kid because in real life rian was a band kid and he’s staff manager at rita’s just like he was in real life. there is truthfully not a lot to unpack here that i can think of!

oh here’s something i guess: rian and alex go on a date in this fic! that is because watching So Much Disney made me realize that i often forget the fact that people just. go on dates. sometimes. look i clearly do not have an active romantic life but i also really liked the idea of alex and rian going on a date despite not knowing if they’d be soulmates or not and liking each other organically just by getting to know each other, rather than being victim to the whole soulmate thing. like i wanted them to build a connection so that they would want to be soulmates. and then the audience would want that for them too. stakes!! very important.

i can tell you i had a mild crisis over the title of the fic because i am not a fan of the word brain and i didnt wanna use that sticky lyric for the title when it had a word i hated but it was objectively a much better title option than the other one i had, which was “sticky just like the song in my head” but i obviously decided on the former and it has not upset me nearly as much as i expected it to so that was the right decision imo

so! i think that’s all on that! sorry (?) that it got so long although then again i don’t know what’s to be expected in a director’s cut for two long fics but thank you for asking me about these, i love them both so very much rilex is so supremely underrated but so very important

#cashtonasfuck #ask #answered #this is a whole ass multimedia fucking presentation #you asked for the director's cut but like i sure as hell didnt hold back dflkhggj #in fairness you picked two longer fics #though most of my rilex fics are longer ones which is strange #but like good for them #director's cut #this was really fun #thank you lucyyy <3 #these were the good right choices for rilex fics to dissect because the other ones are either shorter or rilex is a background pairing #or like . just aint that deep #i stole the plot of something unpredictable from that other fic by that other person #so ya know #the fact that this response contains an entire deleted scene in a screenshot #this is a lot lmfao

[punk-tozier]

Social Media famous Eddie and Bill au (part 1)

(Reddie/Stenbrough)

Part 2 Part 3

- okay so, if Tik Tok/Vine was around in the 80s you all know for a fact the losers would be all over that shit

- Richie LOVES making stupid videos of him yelling random shit, doing stupid stuff and pranking the others

- and Bev join in with Richie 90% of the time with the stupid videos

- they don’t get many views though, they have maybe 12 loyal followers

- but Eddie and Bill are the real famous ones

- Bill loves to make horror themed videos, like the ones you see with fake blood and spooky edits

- He also loves to tell horror stories/write short horror films

- Every week he does a story time where he tells a creepy story

- it’s either something he and the losers have witnessed or just something he made up

- the losers also star in his films, they’re all semi decent actors

- except Richie, he’s not allowed to be in them anymore because he can’t take himself seriously

- Stan thinks it’s stupid but loves his director boyfriend too much to say no

- All of Bill’s fans love Stan and quote the shit he says often

- on more than one occasion on Bill’s live shows the viewers get to overheard the best conversations between the losers

- this is because Bill likes to stream whenever they’re all at the club house because it produces the best content

- ‘Stanley why the fuck have you labelled everything in here’

- ‘I had a meltdown last week and that’s how it is now’

- Which was the first of many quotes Bill’s fans have stolen

- others include

- ‘Shut the fuck up before I end everyone in this room and then myself’

- and

- ‘Im friends with the biggest idiots in the world, HOW AM I NOT DEAD YET’

- let’s just say Stans a favourite in the Bill Denbrough community

- The viewers also have a conspiracy that Stan and Bill are dating, they are but they find it hilarious to see people argue about it

- ‘L-Look, someone in the chat said I���m obviously dating Eddie because of how much we make videos together

- ‘HAHAHA really? okay, tell Richie that’

- ‘Everyone now wants to know who R-richie is, look what you’ve done Stanley’

- Eddie has more fans than Bill so that comment obviously caused an uproar

- Eddie makes cute soft videos like outfit videos (he’s a Pastel queen) and aesthetic videos

- he also tells funny stories of the losers often

- ‘So today I was convinced to jump of a cliff’

- ‘Heres the story of how I got stuck in a hammock for 5 hours’

- ‘Today I want to tell you guys about the time Bill got stuck in a mirror maze’

- however most of his followers are just there too adore how cute he is

- Richie likes to also post comments about how adorable he is because he loves his cute as fuck boyfriend too much

- ‘Wow you are the cutest human ever’

- once in one of his aesthetic videos he had a short clip of him holding hands with Richie but the video just showed their hands

- This caused 50% of his fans to get jealous and the other 50% get super excited

- Richie also commented on that video

- ‘your boyfriend is so lucky’

- Eventually the amount of comments asking who Richie is got annoying so he posted a photo of them both

- the photo was one that Bev took of them holding hands but the shot was from behind so people still didn’t know exactly what Richie looks like

- this was 100% because Richie is insecure and doesn’t want to get bullied by jealous fans

- the photo got a lot of comments

- mainly people commenting about their height difference as Richie is 6’1 and Eddie is 5’6

- Bill also commented saying ‘omg I wonder who that could be lol’

- Which was a mistake on Bill’s part as he also began getting comments asking what eddies boyfriend looks like

- It got annoying fast so eventually Eddie managed to convince Richie to be in a video

- The video was basically a compilation of stupid shit Richie has done

- the video included but wasn’t limited too

- Richie falling out of the hammock at the club house

- The time he forgot his glasses and walked into a lamp post

- Him shouting ‘SUP FUCKERS’ whilst jumping down the stairs at the club house and immediately falling over

- Richie yelling ‘aaaaa’ whilst running to Eddie and hugging him with Eddie saying ‘I haven’t seen you for ONE day it’s not that dramatic’

- Eddies fans went from obsessing over him to obsessing over his boyfriend in a matter of hours

- Eddie likes to live stream in his bedroom and often does live Q&As

- the questions are usually about the losers because many of his and Bill’s fans are in love with the group as a whole but only get to watch them through Bill and Eddie

- so the questions are things like

- ‘What is Beverly’s social media’

- ‘Are Stan and Bill dating’

- ‘Is Mike a vegan’

- He often gets asked about Richie as well who is usually doing something stupid in Eddie’s room or sleeping

- ‘Richie someone asked you why you stuck duck tape to your arm last week’

- cue the camera panning to Richie standing on Eddie’s desk chair and trying to spin

- ‘It was funny and now my arm is SMOOTH AS FUCK’

- ‘HEY someone asked you how you get your hair so fluffy’

- this time the camera pans to Richie sleeping with his head on Eddie’s chest

- ‘??..blow dryer?’

AGAIN with the spelling mistakes, I’m sorry I have d y s l e x i a

Please add more, l love reading your additions

Also please request themes/aus, I love writing but have 0 ideas xoxo

#it chapter 2 #richie tozier #the losers #reddie headcanons #reddie #stenbrough headcanons #stenbrough #guess who actually posted something #wow

[apenapaperandadoofus]

PLEASE SHARE IT. PLEASE, I NEED IT.

ASK AND YA SHALL RECIEVE

Keep in mind I was about 12-13-ish when I wrote it and I was in my angsty stage so this gets a bit dark pft

here are the first 2 chapters -there are like 9 in total I think- if ya want the fnaf one then tell me bc I actually have to translate it and everything bc I wrote it in Spanish lol 

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TW mentions of abuse sorta and alcoholism

"Come back here you lil' shit!!!"

"I'll kill ya, I swear to God I'll kill ya!!!"

I could hear him behind me, stumbling and crashing into things, with that stupid glass bottle in his hand.

I have to keep going or he will really kill me. I kept running zig-zagging through the trees trying to lose him.

"You little fuck!!! How dare you run away from me after all I've done for you?! I was the one that gave you a roof under your head, the one that fed you and took care of you and THIS is how you repay me?!"

Yea right. I'd rather be in the streets than have to live with you in that damned house again. C'mon (Y/N) you're almost there!!

"I'll do the same thing I did with them to you!! You'll end up like all those kids, like all those dirty bastards!"

CRASH!

A flash of lightning crashed behind me.

Keep going, keep going.

Suddenly, as I keep climbing up I see something.

A cave.

Yes!! Now I can finally get rid of him! I quickly started climbing, finally getting into the cave. It was really chilly, but it would at least protect me from the rain, and since it was nighttime and he was drunk he'd have no chance of finding me.

Or that's what I thought.

"Ahh, there you are my dear (Y/N)~ You are quite slippery you know? You remind me so much of her, my little Frisk. But you both had to escape from me didn't ya. Do you know what happened to Frisk dear?"

He chuckled and came closer, while I was walking backward trying not to stumble.

"I killed her." He smiled. " It was an accident, I didn't want to, but she was being a naughty little girl~ [EW WTF WHY DID I WRITE IT LIKE THAT LMFAO GREAT WAY TO MAKE HIM CREEPY AF AMANDA]" he came closer, and the smell of booze reached my nose.

"G-get away from me you creep!"

He laughed and pushed me, making me stumble and fall down. I tried to crawl away but then he started kicking me.

IM ALSO NOT PUTTING THIS PART BC IT WAS CROSSING THE LINE A BIT AND I WANTED TO MAKE IT DARK ANYWAY THE THING IS THIS SHIT ESCALATED REALLY QUICKLY AND I GASPED BC HOLY SHIT WHAT WAS WITH ME

Basically, he said more creepy shit bc I wanted to make him a huge asshole, but I still don't feel comfortable putting it and I'm sure for other ppl its uncomfortable too so uh, lets just say the guy was just really really bad and wanted to do really bad things to uhh, the reader 

This, this guy had the nerve to- ugh!!

"S-stop it"

He quickly grabbed me by my hair and brought my face closer so we were locking eyes.

"Y'know no one cares about you! You're nothing! But if you stay with me you'll see I can be a good guy! I promise I  will treat you better! I will do anything for you. You just have to be a good girl and stay in your room."

"No!!"

I quickly spit on him and kicked him in the stomach. I was not going back there, not going to suffer through all that again. I got to my feet and ran deeper and deeper into the cave

"You can't escape (Y/N)~" I heard from behind me.

I ran faster. I'm not going to let him win. I'm not.

" You'll just end up like Frisk!"

Crash!!!

I yelped and tripped on a vine, falling into a hole, hearing his echoed taunts getting farther and farther away.

Is this it?

Is this how I die?

Will I really end up like Frisk?

No.

I won't die. I can't die. Not today.

Those were my last thoughts before I was surrounded by darkness.

Chapter 2 [this one is more fun  I lol]

"You little bitch!"

"Come back here!"

"You'll end up just like Frisk"

"I promise we'll get out of here....

Frisk"

I woke up with a start. My head dizzy from the fall.

Where...am I? Who's Frisk? Why can't I remember anything...? Hold on, did I loose my memory? What the-

"Heck!!" I heard someone say behind me. I quickly turned around, and saw a kid who looked to be around my age, floating a few feet away from me. Their hair was up to their shoulders and they were wearing shorts with a cute green stripped sweater.

"Seriously?! And just when I get used to being dead?! Do you hate me that much world!?" The kid yelled while waving their fist at the top of the cave.

Huh.....

Wait.....

Dead?

Am I dead?

If so where the heck am I?

Is this what the afterlife is like? Being stuck with a 10 year old ghost kid? Is it because of that one time I stole a ring pop from John? Because if it is he totally deserved it, he wasn't even gonna eat it!

"Am I really dead..?" I whispered.

Suddenly the ghost kid turned around and looked at me.

"Wat?" They asked.

"Am...am I dead?" I looked at my palms trying to figure out what was going on.

The kid sighed.

"No. You're not dead you dummy, you just fell down into the Underground, and somehow that awoke me...huh... that's weird."

Oh. So I'm not dead. That's nice I guess.

"Um, wait, the Underground?" I stood up, and stretched a bit, trying to check if everything was alright.

"Yea. With monsters and stuff. You just fell down from Mt.Ebott. You'd be the second human here to fall down."

Wait. The second one? I thought six more had disappeared in here a while ago.

"You mean the seventh human." I corrected them.

"Noooo, I mean the SECOND human, jeez are you deaf or something?"

They glared at me as if I was the dumbest person they had ever met.

"Nuh-uh. If there's one thing I remember is that 6 humans had fallen before me"

"Well then you remembered wrong because last time I checked I was the only one. That fall must've really damaged your brain" they chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. They really were stubborn and they were pretty rude too! If it were up to me I would've walked away by now but since I am down here somewhere I don't know with MONSTERS, I should really have an ally and they seem to be my only hope. Maybe they're nice once you get to know them, so I should really try to befriend them.

"So uh, ghost kid...what's your name?" I looked at them with a sweet smile, trying to be friendly.

"My name is Chara. And I was the first human to fall down here. What's yours?"

"My what"

"Your name, you idiot. Don't tell me you forgot that too." They smirked.

"Pshh I didn't forget my name!" I puffed my cheeks and looked the other way. I honestly had no idea what my name was but I wasn't going to let that ghost kid treat me like a dumbass again.

"Fine then, what is it?"

Shoot.

"U-um i-its uh..."

Let's seeeeee... what's a good name? Oh jeez what are some good names I could use right now?

As I was panicking suddenly something came to my mind.

"Frisk." I said.

I have no idea who Frisk is, but it felt just right. And it was the first thing that popped into my mind so.

"Oh. That's a peculiar name. But we'll then, Frisk. What are you going to do? Do you want to go back to the surface?" They eyed me with curiosity. I honestly had no idea what I would do. But I just had this urge to go back to the surface. But there was nothing up in there for me was there? I mean maybe I had a family or something's that's looking for me right now. Or maybe I could just be a homeless nobody.

"Do you promise me we'll get out of here?" "Yes. And we'll go and look at the stars in a field of golden flowers, like the ones in your book. It's a promise."

"I want to go back up."

That seemed to get Chara's attention.

"R-really? You want to go back up there? With those assholes?" They scoffed.

"Yep. I just feel as if I have something important to do over there. Like a promise."

"Ah...well, if you want I can show you the way! We can go meet these monsters, they took care of me while I was in here! They could help you!" They smiled and started going ahead of me.

"Uhm, sure, I guess! That'd be cool!" I said as I started walking behind them. If I manage to get those monsters' help, I'll be out of here and try to get my memory back and fulfill my promise.

CRINGY I KNOW BUT WERE GETTING TO THE PICKUP LINES AND THOSE ARE HILARIOUS IN A BAD WAY LMAO MAYBE I CAN LATER POST THE OTHER CHAPTERS PFT

Chapter 3 

"So uh..Chara..will these people have food?" I asked while walking behind them.

"Food?" "Yup" "You're stuck in a place full of monsters and all you can think of is food?"

Before I could answer though, my stomach let out a loud growl. I giggled.

"I guess that answers your question."

We became quiet again until Chara turned around and looked at me.

"So how old are you?" "I'm about to be twelve" "You're pretty mature for a twelve year old" they scoffed. "Well you're pretty immature to be whatever age you are." Chara laughed.

"I'm thirteen. So that basically means you have to do everything I say since I'm the older one" they stuck their tounge out.

"That's not fair!" I proclaimed. "The world isn't fair." The smirked. "Your face isn't fair"

"Damn, Frisk, you got me" they said with mockery.

"Shut up"

They laughed and then looked at me with a serious expression. "No but really, if you want to survive here you'll have to listen to me or else you'll die. And if you abuse the SAVE point it'll stop working. If you loose determination too."

"Woah. Wait what? A save point? Determination? I am really confused right now"

"Ugh, I'll explain later. Right now we have to get to the RUINS."

"Is that were you lived when you were stuck down here?"

"Tch, why do you care? And I wasn't stuck. I lived here because it's the only place were murder isn't the first option and monsters aren't assholes."

"Hey, stop being so rude, I just want to find out more about you! I really want us to have a good relationship if you're stuck with me for a while!"

"Just mind your own business."

"Ughh you're so-"

I suddenly stopped walking when I saw a single gold flower in the middle of the path.

"Why'd you sto- ohh that's creepy."

"It's just a flower. It won't do anything."

I kneeled down to look at the flower better, for some reason this flower looked different than all the other ones.. I was about to reach out for it when all of a sudden the flower turned around and smiled at me.

"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!"

What. The.

This flower could talk?! What?!

"Oooook Frisk this is definitely creepy, don't touch it and walk away."

I ignored Chara and smiled at the flower. They seemed friendly, so why not?

"Hey there! I'm, um, Frisk. I'm new around here."

Flowey noded and smiled at me.

"Oh! So since you're new you probably don't know how the Underground works! I guess lil' old me will have to teach you! Ready?"

"Frisk I'm not really getting good vibes from this guy." Chara said again, this time a little bit more serious.

"Shhh" I stood up and looked at Flowey, nodding.

"Thank you Flowey!! You're really nice! So how does this all wo-?" Suddenly I was being surrounded by darkness, with Flowey standing in front of me.

"Where is-" I suddenly stopped talking when I saw a red...heart? In front of me.

"See that red heart over there?" Flowey asked me.

I nodded.

"That is your SOUL, the very culmination of your being!"

"Woahh, that's so cool!"

"Your soul starts off weak, but it can get stronger if you gain a lot of LV."

Suddenly Chara appeared beside me and shook their head.

"Frisk I don't think he-"

"Frisk! You may be asking: Flowey, what does LV stand for? Well, for LOVE of course!!"

Oh. I guess in here is not that bad if their policy is like the place where the Carebears live.

"Fris-"

"You want some LOVE don't ya? Well don't worry! I'll share some with you."

After he said that a few white pettals appeared in front of Flowey. I guess that's how you get some LV right?

"Frisk, I'm serious right now, do not touch the bullets."

I looked at Chara.

"Thanks but what bu-"

"DOWN HERE" Flowey yelled to get my attention. I turned to look at him with a nervous smile, he just rolled his eyes and kept talking.

"LOVE, is shared through some....little...white... friendliness pellets!"

Ok. Now that was definitely suspicious. And where those the bullets Chara was talking about before? Jeez this guy really got me, but I mean. He's a flower why in the world would he kill me?

"Are you ready Frisk?! Catch as many as you can!" Then, the...white friendliness pellets, started moving towards me. How in the world was he doing that?! This place is so weird, filled with talking flowers and dead kids suddenly becoming alive again. I just want to go home!

"Frisk!! Watch out!!" Chara yelled beside me.

"What?"

I looked at Flowey and saw the pellets getting closer to me. Before I had the time to dodge they got me and I felt a huge amount of pain. I fell to the ground on my knees, gasping for air, trying to make it go away.

What was happening?! I quickly looked behind me when I noticed that the yellow bar that was once full, was suddenly empty. It said 1/20.

Chara rolled her eyes.

"You dummy! Those were bullets! And to even top it off you have literally one hp left!"

"One hp...? Wait Chara what is goin-"

"You idiot." I heard a creepy voice say behind me.

I slowly turned my head around, looking at Flowey, with my eyes widening.

"F-Flowey?"

"In this world, it's killed or be killed!"

"Wha-what?"

"Why would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this?"

"Chara!" I yelled trying to get up, but a couple of bullets appeared beside me and surrounded me, trapping me where I was.

"DIE. " I heard Flowey yell, while the bullets started closing in on me.

Maybe I could dodge them? Or find a way to escape? Where was Chara and why weren't they helping me?

I heard Floweys's laughter get louder and louder while the bullets got closer and I shut my eyes.

I guess this is the end now. I will really die. Did I seriously think I would survive in this Underground world? Really? They're monsters for God's sake! Of course I would die here. And I wouldn't be able to fill my promise. My eyes started tearing up. I could feel the bullets really close now, about to touch me when-

All of a sudden, a fireball hit Flowey in the face, making him disappear with the bullets. Chara appeared beside me.

"Phew! That was close! At least she got here in time! I told you he wasn't a good person Frisk! If you want to survive here you'll have to do exactly what I tell you to do, or else you'll die." They nagged me.

I tried standing up once again, trying to see who saved me.

"What a horrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth." Came a sweet voice from above me. I felt their hands go in my back and a weird warm feeling surrounded me.

When the warm feeling was gone, I didn't feel pain anymore. That was weird. I finally managed to stand up, and looked at the lady who saved me.

She's a.....goat? Lady? Monster?

She had a really pretty purple tunic, with a weird white symbol in the chest area.

She smiled at me and waved her hand.

"Ah do not be afraid my child. I am TORIEL, caretaker or the RUINS. I pass down here everyday to see if any humans have fallen down."

I looked at Chara, who looked to be about to cry. Maybe this was the monster they were talking about before? The ones that took care of them probably?

I shook my head and smiled at Toriel. She did look like she had good intentions, and yes, they did save me from that wretched flower. But I wasn't going to be dumb enough to fall into the same trap again, so this time I had to be cautious.

Toriel smiled back, and turned around, grabbing my hand.

"Come, my child, I will guide you through the catacombs!"

And with that, she grabbed my hand and walked with me, leading the way.

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Unthinkable *updated 1/16 (part 1)

Summary: Seven years, three movies, two people, one story. But before they can get their happily ever after, Sebastian Stan and Camille Solis must learn to trust in each other and in themselves, before allowing the unthinkable to happen.

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Language, Angst, Mental Health, WOC lead character

Rating: NC-17

Writers note: AHHHHHH, okay Im reposting because tumblr decided that moodboard is “Adult content” so I’m just going to post without it. Here is part 1 again. 

Chapter 27 Between the Lines (part 1) 

 January 2012 New York City

 “I… kind of…need a favor.”

 Sebastian shut his book and tossed it gently on the coffee table with a grin. “What’s the favor?” He asked into the phone, lifting both feet up on the table to lean back against the sofa cushions.

 “You know how I was supposed to be flying out to Toronto for that meeting? My flight got delayed and I’m stuck.”

 “Stuck where?” he asked, stretching out one arm along the top of the couch.

 “Here.”

 “Here? As in-.”

 “New York.” Camille stated in a small voice. “They aren’t sure when another flight will become available. Maybe in the next day or so.” She finished with a large sigh.

 Sebastian sat up straight as her words registered. “Wait-you’re here now?”

 “Yes.”

 He licked his bottom lip, his tongue sticking out as a nervous habit. It wasn’t like he was surprised she was on this side of the country. They had spoken a few days ago and she mentioned it. He even joked about her stopping by and saying hi, since they hadn’t seen each other in 6 months. She had laughed and rolled her eyes through Facetime, informing that the trip to Toronto was business. Of course he had laughed along, yet couldn’t help but feel a bit melancholy at not being able to see her.

 It was the second week of January in the New Year, and Camille had officially returned from the job in New Zealand, 3 weeks prior. The plan had been for them to meet up at the end of the month when Sebastian was back in Los Angeles. But maybe it would be sooner now. A lot had happened in between the last time they saw each other.

 “Seb? Sebastian-are you still there?” he heard her questioned nervously.  

 “Huh?” he answered back stupidly, blinking a few times. “Yeah, yeah. I’m still here. Sorry.” He added quickly, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

 “I know that we had planned on seeing each other in a few weeks, but-.”

 “But you couldn’t wait until then, so you’re coming to see me now?” he quipped with a smirk. Already prepared for her snarky comeback.  

 She sighed loudly and he could almost feel the eye roll at his question. “Yes, that’s it Stan.” She answered back in a fake sweet voice, accentuating his last name. “I purposely asked Mother Nature to hit Toronto with a big snow storm so I could end up being stuck outside your apartment building in this freezing weather.” She deadpanned.

 He let her words set in for a split second, before hurriedly pushing himself off the couch, almost tripping on his own feet. “Shit!” he hissed.

 “What happened?”

 “Nothing, nothing.” He mumbled, phone resting between his cheek and shoulder as he stumbled toward his front door to grab his boots. “Are you seriously out there right now?” he asked dumbfound.

 “Yes.” She said with a jittery laugh. “And it’s fucking cold as balls!” she whined.

 “Why are you just now telling me this?!”

 “I was trying to!” she disputed back.

 Sebastian opened the front door, and stepped into the hall. The adrenaline taking over his whole body as he stepped into the elevator. “Did a taxi bring you?”

 “Yup, I’m wasn’t going to walk from La Guardia airport!” Camille stated in a matter of fact tone.

 He rolled his eyes, as the elevator door opened and stepped out. “I know that-smart ass. I mean, are you still in it?”

 It was remarkable how quickly they could switch on their relationship chemistry- the teasing and busting of balls. It was reassuring.

 “Oh.” She said stated in a tiny voice. “And no.”

 “Camille! It’s fucking 10 degrees outside!” he scolded, and stepped out into the cold himself, glancing over his shoulder and frowned when he realized the door man was nowhere in sight. He shivered and cursed under his breath when his body realized it was no longer in the warmth of his apartment.

 “Do you have any idea how expensive taxis are?” she yelped into the phone. “Besides I wasn’t expecting to stand out here for this long, but no one in your building opened the front door.”

 He hurriedly strutted down the few steps of his building and came to a quick halt when his eyes spotted her about 10 feet away. He let out a large breath-able to see it fly up into the air due to the cold. His stomach did a summersault, and his heartbeat slowed down as he walked toward her. She stood near the street, suitcase next to her, in a large velvet coat, hat, gloves and scarf. The scarf covered most of her face- the only visible part at the moment was the purple glasses.

 She hadn’t spotted him yet. She kept bouncing on her feet, and swaying from left to right -which Sebastian assumed was to try and keep herself warm. “Yes- I know how expensive taxis are.” He retorted, slowly making his way to her. He couldn’t help but snicker-she looked pretty hilarious standing there, her face barely detectable.  

 “What are you laughing at?”

 He snickered again. “You.” He answered.

 “Me?” Still swaying back and forth in her spot. “Why me-?”  A tiny squeak in surprise escaped her lips, when she moved to her left and found herself face to chest with him.

 Grinning from ear to ear, Sebastian distractedly shoved the phone into his front pocket and locked eyes with hers. “You look ridiculous.” He said through a chuckle, inches from her, reaching for the luggage. Her eyes and eyebrows squinted together. He didn’t need to see her whole face to know she was irritated. “What? No comeback?” 

 “I had one.” She stated, her voice muffled because of the scarf. “But I also need a place to stay. So...” shrugging in the process.  

 Sebastian snorted at her honesty, leading them quickly toward the apartment building. He wanted to give a proper hello- but he was more concern at the moment in getting them out of the damn freezing weather. “I could have picked you up.” Punching the code to let them inside.

 “I was in a taxi- trying to find a hotel to stay in- but everything is either full or too far from the airport.” She explained.

 “Oh- so I was your last choice?” he teased and pushed the elevator button. Then took a step back to let Camille walk in first. Once they were inside, she pulled the gloves off and unwrapped the scarf from around her neck and face, cheeks flushed .Those brown eyes boring into him.

 Had it really been 6 months since they’d seen each other? It felt longer, now with her standing next to him. Talking via phone and/or text was no comparison to being near her again.

 “Your hair is longer.” Camille mused, jolting him out of his thoughts as her fingers briskly ran through it.

 “Your hair is darker.” He detected and clasped his fingers around her wrist, as his thumb stroked the skin there. They locked gazes, and Sebastian spotted the unsureness in her eyes, as if asking the silent question of how they were supposed to be acting toward each other after all this time. Reluctantly, he let go of her wrist and murmured. “It looks good.”

 “Thanks.” she started in a nervous laugh. “Liz convinced me to do it. ‘New Year, new hair’ –according to her anyway.” Gnawing on her lower lip timidly. Silence settling between them. She cleared her throat and looked back up at him. “I’m not ruining any plans for you I am? I guess I should asked that before. I’m sorry-.”

 He interrupted only with a shake of his head and a small smile.  

 She blew air out of her mouth, trying to move a strand of hair out of her face. “Okay- I just want to make sure. Because if I am-just let me know and I-.”

 A tiny gasp left her mouth when he gently moved her hair behind her ear. “You’re babbling.” He observed with a smirk.

 “I’m not.”

 “You are.” He responded in a challenging tone, and instinctively stroked the side of her face. She blinked in surprise but didn’t pull away, instead she licked her bottom lip, eyes filled with questions. “Is it going to be awkward the whole time you’re here- or do we want to talk about the elephant in the room?” he blurted out without thinking.  

 “Technically- this is an elevator.”

 Sebastian moved his hand away and grimaced. “Really?”

 “What?” Camille blinked innocently, then added. “Also-I wasn’t aware there was an elephant in the room.” Wrinkling her forehead in confusion.

 “Are you sure? Because you’re acting weird.” He accused.

 “Me?” she squeaked, her jaw dropping. “I’m not acting weird-you’re acting weird.” She blamed. “I just need a place to stay. You’re the one talking about elephants in rooms and-.”

 “Camille- will you shut up for a moment?” He heard himself mumble in an irate tone. He knew what she was trying to do, and usually he was the one trying to change the subject. She looked stunned at his command. His narrowed his eyes, not backing down. She only glared. This was definitely not a good way to start things off between them. Shutting his eyelids for a split second, he tried to gather his thoughts. He sighed. “I’m sorry.” He pleaded and opened his eyes back up, his face softening when they locked eyes. “I didn’t mean to snap. I’m sorry.” He repeated.

 Camille shifted uncomfortably in her spot, lips pursed, and glare gone. Great, now he felt like fucking asshole for snapping at her. 

 “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea-“ 

 Sebastian shook his head hurriedly. “No-no-that’s not what I meant-.” He stuttered. Realizing he sounded like an idiot. 

 “What did you mean Sebastian?” She impatiently asked. 

 “Cam- you know I want you here.” He muttered, his cheeks warm all of sudden-even though it was about ten degrees out. “That’s not it at all...” 

 “Then why is this so hard-?” 

 “Because it’s you!” Once again, she looked stunned at his outburst. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but was unsure if it was okay to do so.

 She opened her mouth to speak, but the familiar sound of a phone ringing beat her to it. She blinked in confusion for a split moment. “Is that mine?”

 “Yeah.” Sebastian answered softly.  

 Camille clumsily reached for her purse. “Shit that’s probably Tia Yolanda. I was supposed to call her...” she mumbled. She pulled the phone out of her bag as it continued to ring. “Bueno?” She finally answered almost out of breath, but peeked over at him with an apologetic smile. He shook his head to let her know it was okay. He listened for a few seconds and then his thoughts began to wonder.

 He felt like a damn idiot. He wasn’t sure what the hell he had been babbling about. Arguing with her was not how wanted her stay to start. He peeked at her from the corner of his eye, a sudden calmness hitting the pit of his stomach as she talked adamantly in Spanish to her aunt. 

 What he had meant to say was: there shouldn’t be any awkwardness between them.

 What are you going to say Sebastian? That there shouldn’t be any weirdness because I’m technically single again? So it’s okay for us to jump back into bed? He thought lamely.

 He rolled his eyes at himself. Yeah, that didn’t sound tacky at all.

 But he wanted to be honest with Camille. Isn’t that what they decided back in July? Sebastian knew he didn’t owe her explanations- but this was different. He was sharing after the fact. He still wasn’t sure how he had ended up in a relationship for 6 months after the movie premiere- but he had. It had happened quickly, and when he had mentioned it to Camille-she had not acted surprise or angry. She hadn’t confirmed it-but he had a gut feeling- there was a sense of relief on her part.

 He jolted back to the present when the elevator dinged- indicting they had arrived on his floor. He pushed the button so the doors opened and lead Camille out. With the phone still to her ear, she followed quietly, listening intently to whatever her aunt was saying.

 “Si Tia-yo le digo.” He heard her say. “Ahorita? Okay-hold on.” She added in English and in an exasperated tone. “Seb?”

 He glanced over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow, as they now stood in front of his door. “Hmm?” He pressed his lips together to keep from laughing when he recognize the annoyed look on her face. She threw daggers with her eyes-in warning. His eyes widen in innocence as he mouthed. “What?”

 “Tia Yolanda wants me to thank you for letting me stay here.” She said through clenched teeth. Then spoke into the phone again. “Ya? Ya le dige.”

 Sebastian snorted, trying to keep his laughter at bay, as he unlocked the door and stepped inside, he closed it behind Camille. He understood enough to know the conversation over the phone was coming to an end. They said their goodbyes and Sebastian heard Camille sigh loudly behind him.

 “It’s amazing how quickly she can make me feel like a child when I don’t do what she asks right away.”

 “That’s what parents do.” He answered lightheartedly, as he kicked off his boots. “You hungry? I actually have food in the house.”

 “You do?” she teased, shaking off her coat.

 “Yeah, I know.” Rolling his eyes at the same time he took the coat, gloves, and scarf from her to hang up. “I figured I needed food- if this supposed snow storm is going to hit.” He added with a shrug, then nodded toward the kitchen indicating her to follow. In reality- the reason he had food was because his mother reminded him about it when they spoke earlier.

 “I’m not really hungry- but I’ll take a drink?” she suggested.

 Sebastian chuckled, walking toward the refrigerator. “Beer or wine?”

 “Beer, please.” She answered with a cheeky smile.

 He felt every part of his body warm up when he looked over at her. Damn-she was cute. He begrudgingly took his eyes off her and opened the fridge to grab two beer bottles. He truly thought time and distance would help dissolve his crush on her-but she just proved that theory was a lie.

 A crush? No-it was more than that- but Sebastian had decided to bury that way- at least for now. Maybe it was the reason he had been quick to get into a relationship with someone else. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t had fun while seeing Dianna in the 6 months they were together, but things with Camille were on a different level.  

 “Earth to Seb…”

 He blinked at the sound of his name, locking eyes with Camille. She sat in the stool across from him- the kitchen island between them. A worried look on her face and the beer in hand. He wrinkled his forehead in confusion-unsure how he made it over to her so quick. “Huh? Sorry.” He mumbled, cheeks hot.

 “I said- you did well on the new apartment.” She complimented, beer up to her lips, as her eyes wondered around the large open room that was his living room and kitchen.

 “Thanks.” Taking a sip of his own beer. “Emily did most of it. I just signed the lease. I haven’t had much time to do the research myself.” He confessed. It had taken him about a year-but he finally moved into a bigger place-with security (as Emily suggested)

 “It’s nice.” Camille murmured and placed her drink on the counter. Deafening silence settling between them. He wasn’t sure if he should speak. Instead, for the next few seconds, he watched her nervously tear the wrapper off the beer bottle.

 He shut his eyes for a split moment, but quickly opened them back up. This was ludicrous. They needed to talk, he hated this awkwardness/tension. He cleared his throat. “Listen-Camille-what I wanted to talk about was-.”

 Yet stopped when she swiftly lifted her head up and met his gaze. He swallowed. 

 Fuck- who are you trying to fool Sebastian? He thought to himself. 

 If someone would have told him that the person he had helped calm down from an anxiety attack two years ago in an empty room would have turned out to be so important in his life now- he would not have believed it. The image of her sitting alone, in those purple frame glasses, and tear streaked face was something he would never forget.  

 “Is this about you and Dianna?” he heard her ask.

 He blinked out of his thoughts and blurted without thinking. “Yes.” Startled when he realized Camille was now facing him.

 “Oh.” She murmured and shifted uneasily in her spot. “I mean- we did talk about being honest.” Biting down on her lips and not meeting his gaze-even though she was inches from him.

 “We did, and I want to be.”

 She sneaked a look up at him and wrinkled her nose. “So is this going to be a problem then? Me staying here? I mean-.”

 Sebastian scrunched up his nose in confusion. “Of course it isn’t. You know I want you here.”

 “That’s nice Sebastian- but I don’t want to cause any issues for you.”

 “Issues? What kind of issues?”  

 Taking a step back from him, she reached for her beer and shrugged. “For you and Dianna. She’s your girlfriend and I don’t want to-.”

 “Whoa-wait.” He interrupted with a hard shake of his head, eyes wide. Her words were not making sense. “You think we’re together?” he asked stunned and watched as she took a step back from him, leaning back against the granite island.

 She casually brought the beer back toward her mouth, meeting his gaze. “That’s what you wanted to talk about right?” Looking over his shoulder now, and nipped on her lower lip.

 “I mean- yeah talk-.” Stumbling on his words. Then stopped and snorted despite of himself. “We’re you not paying attention to our last conversation?” Referring to the last time they talked on the phone, when he clearly stated, things between Dianna had ended.  

 She put down her bottle and glared. “Of course I was!”  

 Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “Then where did you get this idea that we’re still together?” 

 “Because you just said so.” She reminded with a scoff. 

 “I never said that.” Taking another step in her direction. “I thought I made it perfectly clear where things stood between me and her?” 

 She licked her lips anxiously. “I-I just assumed things had changed and that’s why you wanted to talk…”

 “No- I just figured we needed to nip this awkwardness in the bud if you were going to be staying here-.”

 “So that we can jump back into bed?” she asked in a somber tone. Sebastian’s eyes widen in shock and felt his cheeks burn at her candor. He heard her giggle and at the same time locked eyes with him. “Sebastian- relax.”

 He glared, but felt the bit of his nervousness dissipate at her words. It was almost as if she had woken up when he confirmed his relationship status. Which is what he wanted- for them to stop tiptoeing around each other- regardless of the time spent apart. He hadn’t been sure how things were going to be once they were in the same room. 

 Camille continued to stare inquisitively up at him through her lashes, as if trying to read his mind. “It’s kind of adorable how quickly you get embarrassed.” She teased with a gently smile. He pouted but didn’t speak. She gripped the top of his shoulders for support, as she pushed herself up on her tiptoes, their noses inches from each other. “So- while I thought we needed to talk about the idea of you still being in a relationship-you wanted to make it clear that you aren’t in one?” she clarified.

 As she spoke, Sebastian kept his eyes on her lips, licking his own in the process. “I-I guess I wanted to explain how-I mean-.” He stopped, wanting to collect his thoughts. He wrinkled his forehead in concentration, then continued. “How I ended up in a-.”

 “Sebastian.” Camille said softly. “Stop.” Reaching out and gently cupping one side of his chin, so they were face to face. “We’re two grown adults right? We made an agreement. So no explanation needed. Ever.” She reassured.

 Instinctively he wrapped his arms around her waist and let out a sigh of relief as he pressed her soft body up against his. Having her back in his arms felt good. This is what he wanted-even when he didn’t realize it was what he wanted.

 “See? It was you acting weird.” She joked with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

 Squinting his eyes, he ignored her smartass comment, and rubbed the dip of her back effortlessly. “I know we talked about it- but I just didn’t want you to think I was expecting anything.” He answered sincerely.

 “Like wanting to get me naked again?” She asked inoffensively, batting her eyelashes. 

 He frowned and tilted his head to one side. “Camille.” He warned. 

 “What?” She snickered. “It’s the truth isn’t it?” 

 “Maybe.” He stated somberly. “But I’m not that crass.” Playfully puffing his chest out as he pressed a teasingly kiss on her soft cheek. 

 Camille tossed her head back to laugh, Sebastian chucked as well. “Oh-excuse me.” She mocked. Her face serious now. “Is this better? Is this what you wanted?” She asked, her fingers delving into the back of his hair. 

 He sighed, eyes soft. “Yes.” 

 “You think too much Ojos Azules.” Her eyes dancing with mischief.

 Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Looks who’s talking?” If there was one thing they were alike on- it was their tendency to overthink.

 “Exactly!” she scoffed. “Who do you think you are? Me!” Pulling away from him to reach for her beer.

 He just watched, and chuckled lowly, thankful how quickly they clicked. Six months later and they were still able to connect. It brought solace to his heart.

 She turned to face him, beer pressed up to her lips, eyes soft. He cupped one side of her face, unable to keep the smile away. Especially when she pressed her cheek more into his touch, eyes shut, pulling the bottle away from her mouth. Now that they talked-it felt okay to kiss her. He just wanted to make sure. He never wanted to go over that line. He leaned in close and placed a tender peck on her temple. He heard a small sigh escape her.

 She opened her eyes back up and met his gaze, then opened her mouth to speak, but her phone apparently was quicker and louder and ranged. She groaned loudly in annoyance. “It’s probably Liz. We need to figure out what to do about this meeting.” She explained. “I’m sorry.” She apologized.

 “Don’t be. I get it.” he reassured and handed the phone to her from the counter.

 “Thanks.” She said meekly, taking the device out of his hand to bring to her ear. “Hello?” Her tone business like. She smiled and glanced over at him. Sebastian could clearly hear Liz asking if she was with him. “Hmm? Yeah-he’s letting me crash on his couch.”

 He heard Liz laugh on the other line, followed by another question he wasn’t able to make out, but Camille rolled her eyes at him and sighed. “I’m hanging up the phone now.” She threaten. Sebastian raised a curious eyebrow, but Camille only waved a dismissive hand. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what type of question Liz had asked.

 He smirked and brought the beer up to his mouth, and just watched her move around his kitchen for the next few minutes on the phone. He frowned slightly as he remembered he hadn’t gotten a chance to kiss her. Yet - was hesitant to do so. He wanted her to initiate it. This wasn’t like back at the premiere in Hollywood, where she surprised him. No, this was completely different, they had been living separate lives for over 6 months- with other people.

 He blinked out of his thoughts when Camille walked past him toward her luggage. “Yeah- hold on let me get my laptop.” 

 He had a feeling this phone call was going to be long, chuckling, he opened the refrigerator and took out another beer. 

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 “Huh? Wha-?” Sebastian mumbled as he jerked up from his bed at the sound of a thump. He blinked a few times toward the door, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the dim light in his bedroom.

 “Sorry.” She said sheepishly. “I kind of tripped on my own feet.”

 “Camille?” He asked with a yawn. 

 She stood awkwardly by the door. “Yeah?” 

 “Everything okay?” Running his fingers through his messy hair. “Why are you standing by my door like a creeper?” 

 “I was debating if I should haven wake you up.” She confessed with a light shrug. 

 “What time is it?” Rubbing his sleepy eyes with back of his hand with another yawn.

 “Almost two.” 

 “And you’re just now getting off the phone with Liz?” His eyes focused on her change of clothes-she wore a pair of gray sweat pants and long shirt, hair pulled up to the top of her head, glasses off.

 Her phone call had turned into a full long meeting. Which had probably been a good thing, because coincidentally his manager called and he ended up on the phone, figuring out his schedule for the next few months. But after he had gotten off the phone, Camille continued to conference with Liz. He decided to go grab the recent book he was reading, and change. He went into his room and somehow ended up passing out.

“Mmm, no.” Camille answered with a shake of head. “We got done about an hour ago. I figured it was time for bed when my laptop decided to die.” She paused. “I put my stuff in the extra room-I hope that’s okay?”

 “Yeah, of course.”

 She shifted from side to side. “I was going to try and sleep in the extra room so I wouldn’t wake you. I laid in the bed for a good 30 minutes but I couldn’t fall sleep.” She admitted with a sheepish smile. “Since I couldn’t, I tried the couch…”

 “But?” he pushed, pressing his back against the headboard, not feeling so groggy now that he sat up.

 “It’s cold.” She pouted, taking a step toward the bed. “I’m cold.” Her tone almost accusatory and crossed her arms in front of her chest.  

 “The heaters on.” He defended, but was unable to hide his smile. She made a face at him that clearly said: yea right. He cleared his throat. “What do you want me to do?” But extended his arm out for her and pushed the blanket off him, indicating for her to join him.

 “Share your warm blankets.” She shot back without hesitation, eyes shining. She let him tug her down to his level on the edge of the bed.

 “So you want me to keep you warm?”

 She shook her head. “I said- blankets.” Emphasizing the words.  

 “I come with them.” Yawning as he wrapped one arm loosely around her waist, gently taking her with him as he slid back into the abyss of blankets. She shifted in his arms, so her back was align with his front. He took the opportunity to reach for the covers and throw it over both of them. He heard her sigh and snuggle closer into him. Closing his eyes, he dipped his face into the nape of her neck, taking in her sweet scent. “I’ll keep you warm.” He promised.

 She relaxed within his arms and pillow. “Thanks for letting me stay here.”

 He snuggled his nose into her. “You’re welcome.” Giving her hips a light squeeze. “Did you and Liz figure out the meeting in Toronto?”

 She snorted. “Not really. She was able to get in touch with the VP of the company and they pretty much said it was up to us if we wanted to postpone. But we’ve been waiting on this for months now, so I think I’m just going to have wait it out.”

 “And hope a flight becomes open?”

 “Yes.” She murmured. “I hope that’s okay.”

 “Stay for as long as you want.” His heart feeling content for the first time in months. He pulled her closer to him-although he was sure there was no more distance between them. He found himself nodding off. His eyes fluttered open when he heard Camille’s steady breathing, softly his nose moved up and down her neck. “Hmm, I’m glad you’re here.” He confessed, eyes droopy.

 “Even if it was last minute?” she asked humorously.

 “Yes.” Placing a kiss behind her ear. “I mean the last time I got an unexpected visit from you- I ended up getting to bend you over a table...” He trailed off arrogantly.

 Camille groaned in embarrassment, shoving her face into the pillow. “Oh god.”

 He opened his eyes and snickered before pressing his lips to the back of her neck. “What? I’m not complaining about it!” He heard her giggles muffled into the pillow. Her laughter subsided and the room became quiet. Both laying comfortably in his king size bed, no words necessary. His eyes became heavy, his body easing into sleep…

 But his eyelids flew open again when he heard her sigh next to him. “Te extrane.”  She whispered shyly and in Spanish. Then lifted her head up to face him, her eyes darting back and forth, as if trying to read his thoughts.

 Sebastian didn’t need for her to translate, he understood. “Yeah?” he asked with a small smile. Camille gave him a tiny nod back.  “I’ve missed you too.” The tone of his voice serious, hoping those words could convey how he really felt. 

 Sebastian felt her body tense up for a split moment, as if understanding what he was truly saying, but she quickly relaxed back into his arms. After a few moments she reached out and stroked his cheek with her knuckles, heavy-eyed, but that did not stop her from pressing her soft lips to the side of his mouth for a sweet kiss. He felt the familiar electricity between them, even if the kiss wasn’t on the mouth. She nestled back into his arms and all Sebastian could think as he dozed off was how thankful he was she was back in his arms after so long.

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 Camille groaned into the pillow, when she heard the vibrating of her phone. Without lifting her head, she blindly moved her hand up to the nightstand to turn it off, but her fingers couldn’t seem to grasp it. Finally after a few more seconds she heaved a sigh in displeasure and lifted her head up, frowning when she realized it wasn’t her phone making damn noise. Laying her face back down, she shifted her body to the left side and gently shoved Sebastian’s shoulder. “Wake up.” She mumbled, eyes shut. 

 Sebastian grunted, rolling over, his back to her. 

 “Sebastian...” she whined and peaked at him with one eye open. “Seb…” shaking his shoulder quietly. “It’s you.” As the phone continued its maddening sound.

 “What’s me?” he grumbled.

 “Phone.”

 “Let it go to voicemail, its dark-no one should be calling me right now.” He mumbled over his shoulder to her.

 “It could be important.” Camille reasoned, both eyes opened now. “And it will make the noise go away.” She added, eyelids heavy with sleep.

 She felt the bed move and heard him muttered and pick up his watch from the nightstand first. “It is 3:30 in the morning…” But gripped the phone and sat up slowly. Without looking to see who it was- Sebastian put the phone to his ear. “Hello?”

 Camille shut her eyes and nuzzled back into the warm pillow. Had they really only been asleep for an hour and half? That was not going to work, if she expected to function in the next few hours and try and get some work done. She hadn’t realized how exhausted she was until she lay down. As much as she wanted to give him a proper hello, she’d been afraid she would somehow end up falling asleep, besides it was late.

 But she did feel a lot better about things, after he had confirmed what she suspected- that things between him and Dianna were over. It had just been the anxiety taking over when they were in the elevator and he insisted in needing to talk.

 “Whoa, whoa, whoa-Ma, slow down.” She heard him say.

 At the words and concerned tone, her eyes flew open. She quickly sat up gazed over at him. He had sat up all the way, running his fingers through his messy hair, locking eyes with her. Camille raised an eyebrow expectantly, but Sebastian didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to-his facial expression said it all.

 He shifted and dropped both legs off the bed and to the floor, reaching for his wrist watch to put on. Camille couldn’t make out Georgeta’s words, but Sebastian finally spoke up after what seemed hours to her. “Yeah, yeah…uh-um okay.” Hunching over a bit as he continued to listen, his back to Camille. He exhaled. “Ma-I’m glad you called. It’s okay.” Pause. “Yes, I promise its fine.” Another pause. “Okay, okay, yeah that’s fine. Love you too.”

 Camille heard the click on the other end, signifying the call was over. She jumped out of bed and walked to his side. “Sebastian?” she asked cautiously as she sat down next to him. “What is it?”

 He cleared his throat and tossed the phone gently back on the nightstand, running the palm of his hand up and down his face. “My-uh-my stepdad had a-a stroke.” He stuttered, resting his face in both hands. “Mom was calling me from the hospital…”

 Her stomach dropped at his words. “Seb-I’m sorry.” Unsure of what else to say, but placed one hand gently on his arm.

 “She said they he’s with the doctor right now, so they won’t let her see him.” He continued. After a few moments of silence, he lifted his head up and met her gaze. “I-I have to drive up there and be there with her.” he stated.

 “Yeah, of course.” Camille replied as calmly as possible. He looked to be in shock, and she couldn’t blame him.

 “I need to pack some stuff-clothes- just in case.” He said to no one in particular, quickly getting up and walking toward his closet, a few moments later he walked back out with a small duffel bag. “I’ll leave you a key and you can stay as long as you need to.” He stated, as he pulled dresser drawers open and stuffed things into the bag. “I’m sorry.” He added with remorse and walked back into his closet, only to come back out seconds later, empty handed. “Shit- I meant to grab pants.” He muttered under his breath and turned back toward the closet. Camille gnawed on her lower lip and stood up as he came back out, holding about three pairs of jeans and shirts and tossed them into the bag. “I probably need to change too…” he mumbled, but instead walked toward his bathroom, only to walk back out, lost in thought and toward the bag again.

 Camille made her way towards him and the duffel bag on the end of the bed. She reached out and cupped his chin, gently forcing him to face her. His eyes filled with worry and uncertainty. “Hey- go get change, I can get the rest of your stuff from the bathroom.” She ordered softly. “Then I’ll grab some clothes so we can go.”

 He blinked out of his trance and shook his head. “Camille- you don’t have to-.”

 She stroked the side of his cheek and interrupted. “I know I don’t have to, but I want to.” Letting go of his face, as she took the shirts he had stuffed in the duffel bag and folded them neatly before placing them back in the duffel. “Besides it’s late and cold and you shouldn’t be driving by yourself.” She said firmly and made her way into his bathroom. “I’m not going to be able to sleep anyway.” Clutching on to the essential bathroom amenities he would need and walked back out.

 “Cam-.”

 “Don’t argue with me.” She ordered with glare and tossed his bathroom things in the side pocket of the bag. “I’m going.” She asserted, not allowing him to dispute. “You need me, and we both know that if this was reversed you would do the same for me.”

 She watched him let out a large breath with a small nod and a grateful look. “I do need you.” He admitted and blinked rapidly, but looked away from her.

 Her heart squeezed at the way he looked at the moment, but said confidently. “I know- and that’s why I’m going.”

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“Multumesc.” Sebastian’s mother said, taking the small Styrofoam cup out of his hand. 

 “Welcome.” Sebastian responded and sat down on the small couch next to her. 

 It had been almost three full days since he gotten the phone call from Georgeta about his stepfather’s stroke. When Georgeta was saying the words, they hadn’t registered and even as he tried to pack-it sounded unreal. He probably would not have made it to Rockland without Camille’s help. He had finished getting ready, while she got everything packed for the both of them. She offered to drive and he hadn’t argued, instead just handed her the keys. He didn’t speak the whole way, but it didn’t seem to bother Camille, even if the drive was over an hour long.

 They arrived at the hospital around 5:30AM, his mom sitting by herself in the waiting room. She had been surprised to see Camille, but Sebastian sensed she was also relieved he hadn’t been alone. She gotten up and met them with warm smiles and hugs. And just like he expected- she was calm and collected when she explained what happened. Apparently Anthony had an ischemic stroke. He had gotten up to get some water in the middle of the night, and when he got back to their room, Georgeta woke up to the water glass dropping and breaking.

 “Honey-you need to go get some rest.” He heard her say next to him, patting his thigh lightly.

 “Hmm? I’m fine Ma.” He answered with a pathetic smile.

 He hadn’t left the hospital since they arrived, mostly because his step-dad had been unconscious for the past two days. It had only been earlier that morning that he came to. The nurse and doctor had insisted it was normal, but they were going to keep an eye on his vitals. Apparently he was stable- which had been the only reason Sebastian had managed to convince Georgeta to go home and shower. It had taken a bit of pressure from both Camille and himself, but she finally agreed.

 “Sebastian- there isn’t anything you can do right now.” She said in a low voice. “You heard the doctor-he’s stable and just needs to rest- just like you and Camille should.” Giving a small nod toward Camille. She sat across from them in, her cheek resting on one folded arm, legs pulled up to her chest, Sebastian’s large coat over her, asleep.

 Sebastian’s whole body filled up with gratitude for the woman across from him. She had been there every moment in the past 72 hours. No complaining, just there for him and his mother, helping in whatever way she could. Even if that just meant sitting with him quietly. She stirred a bit, but did not wake.

 “Did she postpone her meeting in Toronto?”

 “Yes.” He responded and wrinkled his nose in annoyance. “Even after I told her it wasn’t necessary.” Giving her a quick glance. “She’s stubborn.” He added with a light chuckle.

 After they arrived at the hospital, Camille had gotten on the phone with Liz to let her know what was going on, and Liz had suggested they move the meeting, Camille had not hesitated to disagree. Instead of Camille trying to catch a flight, she was now stuck with him in Rockland County, New York. He had tried to convince her to take the car back to the city, but she refused.

 “Actually, it seems more like she cares a great deal for you.” He heard his mom say with a small smile. “And just wants to make sure you’re okay.”

 He didn’t respond, but peeked back over at Camille, unable to hide the smile.

 “Have you told her how you feel?” Georgeta asked knowingly. Sebastian jerked his attention back on his mother and wrinkled his forehead. His mother narrowed her eyes. “Don’t play coy with me Sebastian. It’s written all over your face.” She paused and peered over at Camille. “It’s obvious she feels the same way for you. Why else would she be spending her time in a hospital?”

 Sebastian licked his bottom lip nervously, unsure of how to respond. A part of him knew his mother was right, but the other part also knew it was just who Camille was. Finally after a few more moments of silence he spoke up. “It’s…complicated.” Running his fingers through his hair.

 “You can uncomplicated.” He mom said in a matter of fact tone.

 He glanced over at her and let out a hearty chuckle. “Mom-.”

 “What?” she interrupted. “Is it only complicated because you want it to be that way?” she challenged. He leaned back against the couch, not saying a word. “Honey- are you in love with her?”

 His heart fluttered at the questions, at the words. They hadn’t been said out loud. He had thought about it- plenty of times, but it was a bit unnerving to hear them out in the air. He gave Camille a hasty glance before locking eyes with his mother. After a bit of silence, Sebastian spoke. “She’s important to me mom. I hadn’t realize how much until recently.” Avoiding her real question.

 “But?”

 He sighed. “There’s isn’t any ‘but’.” He confessed with a cynical laugh.

 “You think she’ll run away scared? If you tell her how you really feel?” she guessed.

 He raised an eyebrow in admiration. “I guess that’s why you’re my mother.” He tried to tease.

 She laughed lightly. “I guess so.” She mocked with a funny face before she turned serious. “I’m just going to give you this piece of advice-don’t wait too long in telling someone how you feel, because you never know when it might be too late.” Tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Sebastian felt his heart wrench at her words, because he knew there was more to them.

 He pulled her into his arm and rubbed her shoulders soothingly. “He’s going to be okay Ma.” Sebastian reassured.

 She sniffed before giving a slightly nod. “I know, I know.” Lifting her head back up to give her only son a warm smile. She patted his cheek. “Go get some rest.”

 “Mom-.”

 She glared playfully at him. “If not for you-then for her.” nodding toward Camille. “Hmm?” she pushed. He sighed in defeat. His mom’s smile grew wider. “Go take a nice hot shower and get some sleep. There should be leftovers in the fridge.”

 “What about you?”

 “What about me? You’ve already sent me home remember? I’ll stay with him tonight.” She glanced over at Camille. “She’s probably tired of sleeping in that chair.” Almost as if she was listening, Camille let out a small whine and shifted in the spot.

 He knew better than to argue with his mother. Instead he pecked her on the forehead and pushed himself up from the couch. “Fine, you win.” He stated dramatically.

 “Of course I did.” She said proudly with a wink.

 He made his way toward Camille, gently running his fingers through her lose hair. “Camille?” he whispered. “Wake up.” Sitting down on the chair next to her. She stirred, eyelids fluttering open. He couldn’t help but smile. “Hey.”

 Camille rapidly lifted her head up. “Everything okay?” Rubbing a hand over her sleepy face.

 “Yeah- yes.” He started, unable to keep his hand from moving a strand of hair away from her face. “Mom is forcing us out of the hospital.” Giving Georgeta a poignant look.

 Georgeta rolled her eyes at Sebastian, but looked warmly at Camille. “Go to the house and rest.”

 Camille stood up and stretched. “It would be nice to take a hot shower.” She mused.

 His mother gave him a look that clearly stated: I told you- I was right. He scowled. “Don’t gloat Ma, it doesn’t suit you.” He added mischievously.

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Lmao im literally just only now posting these because im really bad at posting stuff.

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During a mission debrief Tony finds out Peter was hit some truth serum and it comes to light in a rather embarrassing way. Then they find out that the only way they can get rid of the curse is to expose you deepest honest secret to someone out loud. Tony is there to support Peter, and Peter doesn't exactly know his deepest secret. When Peter finds it, it turns out it's not even true.

It started in a mission debrief. After they fought some green magical being and had him meet his fate a bit early, thanks to Thor. The team was fine, only minor injuries, a few bruises and cuts but nothing much. Tony sat beside Peter, or Spider-Man at the table and the kid had his legs resting on the top of the table. Everyone else sat around the table listening to whatever Fury had to say.

He was talking about anything that may have happened that can give S.H.I.E.L.D. more information on what exactly attacked and clean up precautions. The usual stuff these boring debriefs are filled with. Tony just kept glancing around the room every once and a while but he paid attention for the most part, only to set a good example for the kid. Peter looked relaxed and was nodding his head every few minutes and he looked like he was listening. His hands were behind his head and his feet on the table which put him in a comfortable position. They have been sitting around for a long time now and Tony has just been waiting for this to end.

“Stark,” Fury addressed him. “Did you come in contact with anything odd that can give us information on the situation?” he asked and his hands were on his hips and his one eye settled on Tony in a very unsettling way.

“Well I did talk to Clint over the comms a bit, he’s odd.” he replied and when Fury rolled his eyes and gave him an unimpressed look, he still heard laughs from a few of the team members. He sighed and answered again. “Nope nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe the kid saw something though.” then all eyes turned to Spider-Man who was motionless still in his laid back position. “Spidey? You alive there?” Tony waved his hand in front of Spider-Man’s eyes to see if he was awake. When there was no answer he could hear Clint and Sam snicker from the other end of the table and he poked Spidey’s leg and he jumped up onto the ceiling.

“What the f-” the kid yelled as he jumped up. Then his lenses squinted and he realised the situation and stood up from the ceiling. “Oh, haha meeting. Right. I was n-” Peter started to say until his throat started to close up on him and other words were forced out of his mouth. “I was totally sleeping.”

“Yep, just figured that out kid.” Tony laughed at Peter who must be blushing hard under the mask. “Now get off the ceiling you're gonna get footprints up there.”

“Wait, I didn't mean to say that.” Peter said as he jumped down.

“Then why did you say it. Better question, why are you sleeping during a very important debriefing?” Fury questioned the boy, he still looked annoyed as always and it made Peter uncomfortable.

“Because it was boring. I closed my eyes so I didn't have to look at you. Because whenever I look at you I start to think of pirates and when I think of pirates I start to think of Spongebob and Spongebob is funny so while my eyes were closed, I fell asleep.” Peter rambled out and Tony just damn near about burst out laughing but he didn't want the Fury glare on him. Clint, Sam, and Bucky though couldn't contain themselves and started laughing their asses off at the back of the room. “Oh shit, sorry Mr. Fury. I definitely did not mean to say that.” Tony could feel Peter’s blush from under the mask and it was hilarious. 

“Anything else you have to say to me before I close this meeting because we obviously can't keep focused?” Fury looked at Spider-Man and narrowed his eye.

“Do you do your eyebrows just for the satisfaction of doing your hair?” and at that comment the whole room started laughing, well except for Steve because he wants to stay on Fury’s good side.

Fury also decided he was just done and left the room saying something to Steve as he was leaving but Tony didn't care enough to eavesdrop. He did care however, as to why Peter would say such odd things to Fury in an Avengers meeting.

“Oh my god, Mr. Stark I did not mean to say any of that.” Spider-Man said with his hands covering his mouth.

“I was wondering, why would you say that to patchy?” Tony asked a grin still plastered on his face.

“I didn't mean to I swear! I tried to lie for every question but my throat would close and I would say something I didn't mean to.” Peter rushed out, he obviously sounded worried and this made Tony pay more attention to the situation.

“Why is it happening?” Tony asked concerned, and by now the laughter was gone and the other avengers seemed to be trying to listen on their quiet conversation.

“I don't know! It's a truth curse of some kind.” Peter whined. “I'm pretty sure im cursed.” everyone's eyes were on him now and he could hear Clints snickers from across the table. 

“Maybe it’s magic, did anything happen to you during the fight?” Steve spoke up even though he or the others weren't even apart of the conversation but the suggestion helped. “Could we get Doctor Strange to help?”

“No thanks, Mr. Stark doesn't like him.” Peter said, his head still on the desk. “Also, I was hit with a green translucent beam that was heading toward citizens and got a few cuts and bruises but that's it Mr America sir.”

“It must have been the beam, maybe we can get a hold of Dr. Strange for more information.” Steve said. “The creature we fought was using a type of magic according to Thor.”

“Well, sorry kid but I guess we gotta wait.” Tony said before everyone started filing out of the room.

“I guess I'll go home until he can come then.” Spider-Man said before he opened the window and jumped out to swing home.

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“Hey Pete, I thought you went home.” Tony told Peter as he saw the boy walk into his lab.

“Technically Spider-Man went home, so I can be here.” he replied and he pulled up a wheely chair and sat down across from Tony on the other side of his desk.

“We called the wizard while you were out. Unfortunately he will be making a stop here in about maybe an hour.” Tony said while messing around with holograms.

“As much as being cursed to tell the truth is really cool, I would like to be able to lie every once and awhile.” Peter had a bouncy ball and was throwing it against the wall and catching it when it bounced back.

“Oh really? And what is it you would like to lie about?” Tony questioned with a curious smirk on his face when he looked at Peter.

“The fact that I skip out on medical check ups and don't tell you my full injuries.” Peter’s mouth said without missing a beat. “Mother fudgsicles.” Peter’s ball bounced passed him when he didn't catch it.

“Maybe this truth curse is helpful hm?”

“Whatever, im going to make myself a sandwich.” Peter grumbled as he walked over to his lonely bouncy ball, picked it up and left the room while dribbling it on the floor.

“We are very much going to touch on this subject soon Pete.” Tony called out to him as the boy left the room swiftly.

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“Oh hey Pete!” Clint greeted Peter when he saw Stark’s intern enter the kitchen. “Didja see the fight on tv?”

“Yeah, looked pretty intense! Mr. Stark told me Spider-Man got an honesty curse on him.” was what Peter wanted to say but different words found their way out.

“I was there actually so I didn't need to watch it on tv.” shit.

“Huh, really? Well, I gotta go to the main room. Gandalf is paying a visit and the Avengers gotta be present.” the archer said as he walked out of the room while grabbing an apple from a fruit basket on the counter.

“Kay, bye Bird number one.” the boy answered while pulling out the bread, breathing a sigh of relief that there aren't any more questions.

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This time Peter was sitting on the couch in the main room. Clint wasn't here so he is obviously late. So Peter put on the tv and a few iCarly reruns were on so that’s the channel he chose. Currently everything seemed peaceful, he had his sandwich, nobody was there to ask him questions, and he is 96% sure he finished any school assignments that were due.

Tony was awesome as always and the avengers haven't connected the dots between him being and intern and Spider-Man yet, not that it really mattered. He was pretty sure he could trust the avengers with his secret identity since they all know each other well and hopefully won't be in any fights any time soon where they would out him. At this point it's just a fun game.

He also hope this truth serum thing won't have any negative effect on him or it wears off soon because this would be a pain in the ass to deal with at school. Also, according to the clock it has been close to an hour so he should be expecting the crowd to show soon, so Peter jumped off the couch and ran to his room to put on his Spider-Man suit. 

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It was a rather short hour wait until Dr. Strange ‘teleported’ into the middle of the avengers living space. Everyone was alerted and were sitting around on the couches in seconds waiting to see what the problem was. Peter though wasn't really impressed because now his reruns of iCarly were being interrupted. But Mr. Stark, the show isn't even on Netflix anymore. Tony remembered hearing the boy complain one day, but he still seemed happy to see the wizard though. So that’s good, kind of.

“What is the issue now, Stark.” Strange asked Tony. Strange was just standing there doing nothing waiting for Tony to answer.

“Well long story short the kid got stuck with a truth curse.” he explained as simply as he could.

“Is that it?” he asked and when all he got as an answer was Tony saying ‘yup.’ Stephen rolled his eyes and just raised his hands and moved them in a pattern that made it look like he was doing some kind of spell. “That doesn't seem like anything serious so I should be able to figure out the issue soon. Do you know what happened that may have caused this?” he asked Tony.

“Pfft, I don't know. I think it was the wizard monster we fought. Spidey got hit with some translucent beam thing. Is it permanent?” Tony asked. His arms were crossed over his chest and he was obviously trying to annoy Strange. “Because that would suck. This is why I hate magic.”

“Are you incapable of shutting your mouth for one second while I try to do a reverse spell?” he questioned, his tone was exasperated and tired.

“Alright then, just fix the kid.” Dr. Strange’s hands were being waved in circles and motions that Tony couldn't follow and there was a yellow glow to his hands but that didn't matter. The other avengers were surprisingly silent as they watched from the couch, but every once and a while Clint would whisper something to Nat and make her smile, Thor looked like he’d rather be elsewhere and Steve actually looked concerned for Peter. Then Stephen dropped his hands and sighed.

“Well, what's the verdict Doctor?” Steve asked from the couch.

“Its an enchanted serum, there was a type of liquid in the beam that obviously touched Spider-Man’s skin,” he then turned to Peter (who was in his spidey suit) to address the kid. “It could have been condensation but it still affected you. It compels you to speak the truth when faced with an honest question.” he explained.

“Yeah, tell us something we don't know.” Tony scoffed. “Does it wear off?”

“Yes.” there were sighs of relief coming from Tony, Steve and even Thor but Clint whined jokingly towards Spider-Man. “But, it only wears off when you confess your deepest secret that is true to the person or persons it regards. If they are dead, then you have to ride out the spell.”

“What?” Tony’s hands dropped to his sides and he started walking towards the sorcerer. “You mean he has to tell someone his deepest secret? What kind of pointless spell is this?” he threw his hands up waiting for a response. “This is an invasion of his privacy!” Tony complained on Peter’s behalf. Peter however seemed to be unbothered on the couch. 

“From what I can tell, its meant to tear loved ones apart, or destroy empires from something harmless, yet very dangerous at the same time. It’s a very easy trick that can work if you are not careful.” Stephen said before he backed away to an open space by the window. “I assume this is the end of our meeting, any concerns can go through to Wong.” then he raised his hands and used the sling ring to open a doorway to the Sanctum.

“Thank you Doctor, we appreciate the help.” Steve said earnestly from the couch, and Stephen gave him a nod before walking through and closing the portal behind him.

“Wow that was really quick, do you think he had a date he needed to get to?” Peter asked once he left.

“You seem really bothered that you have to confess your deepest secret to someone.” Sam said, he seemed amused. He was probably hoping to find something out about the boy he could use against him.

“Eh, I have a lot of secrets and some of them don't matter. Examples would be: My identity, the full fight with the vulture, dying etcetera.” Peter waved his hand around while he talked in a nonchalonce way as if it didn't really matter. “It all just depends on who im telling it to.”

“So we get to find out about your identity?” Clint asked with a lot of hope lacing his voice.

“I think I would rather leave that for you to find out.”

“What’s your real name?” Bucky asked he seemed bored because he was playing around on a phone and Steve elbowed his side and that made him let out an ‘oof’.

“Do not answer that!” Tony instantly yelled walking over to Spider-Man who was sitting on the couch still and he tapped him on the shoulder in the motion to follow him.

“Wait Mr. Stark, we should do a Q and A!” Spider-Man excitedly announced as he was walking out behind Tony.

“We are absolutely not doing that.”

OoOoOoOoO

“Alright kid, this needs to come off or unfortunate things will happen, so who are you going to tell.” Tony asked Peter, who pulled his mask off once they got down to his lab.

“I actually don't know.”

“Do you even know your darkest secret?” Tony asked raising an eyebrow.

“I can guess?” Peter shrugged sheepishly. “I mean, the majority of them are kept from yo-” Peter was about to ramble before he cut himself off. “Frickin truth serum.” he mumbled under his breath with a wince.

“Wow, okay take a guess then.” Tony leaned back in his seat and placed his hands folded in his lap. “I will not interrupt no matter how stupid or insane they are.”

“Okay. Oof I guess.” Peter started. “I broke one of your Iron Man suits and fixed it before you got back, I think it was the Mark 13, the silver one? I also spilled coffee on some of your paperwork before but I got help from Friday to replace it.”

“Wow okay, then tell me exactly what happened that gives you nightmares after the vulture incident.” Tony said waiting for a reply on whether it would be honest or not.

“First of all, how do you even know that? Second he dropped a building on me before we crashed the plane.” Peter winced. “Well I guess I didn't find my deepest secret yet.”

Tony stared at Peter with his eyebrows raised to his hairline and he was honestly surprised and kind of mad at how he only now found out.

“As much as I very much want to talk about maybe a few thousand things that you have done we need to get this done so continue.” Tony said after a while of just processing what Peter said. “Is there anything that you would not ever tell anyone else?” and after he said that Peter’s face fell and his eyes narrowed down to the floor.

“I- um.” Peter started and he coughed a bit from feeling his throat close up.

“Is this about superhero-ing? School? Maybe you could narrow it down for me.” Tony asked and he leaned forward and his voice was soft because he could tell that Peter was going to have a hard time about this. Peter shook his head at Tony’s suggestions and opened his mouth to try again.

“It’s um, about Uncle Ben actually.” his voice started to shake.

“Oh.” was all Tony said. He knew exactly who Ben was and his significance in Peter’s life. He also knew that this was definitely going to be really hard for Peter to say so he got out of his chair and made his way over to Peter and he bend down on his knees so he could be eye level with the boy. “Hey, you can tell me right? The rules say that right?” and Peter nodded and it looked like he was going to choke and his eyes were definitely watering.

“I- it was my fault.” and oh, Tony wasn't expecting that. “He died because of me Mr. Stark.”

“Peter, it wasn't your fault. I can tell you that right now.”

“But he was there and I led him out, I didn't do anything and he did but I couldt stop him and-” Peter’s voice broke and a tear streamed down his face. He could feel his throat clear up and he could breathe but this topic always made him feel like he was suffocating.

“Hey, Parker it wasn't you, I can't tell you that right now. Did you want him to die?” Tony asked and Peter shook his head. “Well then I can damn well assure you that you never would have killed him, and it wasn't your fault. He made that choice to do the right thing, and doing the right thing always comes with consequences.” Tony brought Peter into a hug and ran his fingers through his curls and he felt a single tear soak into his thin shirt. When he pulled back Peter seemed better than before, well as better as he could be after talking about a heavy topic.

“Hey.” he started softly. “Do you wanna go get some coffee flavored ice cream?” he asked. And Peter just nodded his head with a smile on his face and a small ‘yeah’.

Tony laughed and stood up.

“That’s a lie Peter. You hate coffee flavored ice cream.” Tony smiled down at the boy who gave a small smile.

“Well thank you for the offer I guess.” Peter told Tony as he stood up out of his chair and walked up to the billionaire to give him another shorter hug. “And for helping me too.”

“Hey Pete, it turns out that the truth serum made you confess a secret that wasn't even true.” Tony smiled and he ruffled Peter’s hair.

“Ironic isn't it?” the boy replied. “But can we actually go and get ice cream? Without Clint though?”

“Of course kiddo.”

#tony stark #peter parker #irondad #spiderson #really slight angst #mostly funny fluff #ironmanbingo3000 #ironmanbingo2019

[kpopfanfictrash]

GOT7 Introduction Post

ALRIGHT. You requested, I have written! In honor of the upcoming THOT7 comeback - may our souls be stolen and wallets be emptied.

Member by Member introduction, from oldest to youngest.

Mark Tuan, stage name: Mark. ‘93 line, rapper. Also in charge of acrobatics / fly boy stunts. From LA, USA. Quiet, very intelligent. ISTJ personality. The only one who can pull the hyung card on Jaebum and BOY, WHEN HE DOES. Sometimes pegged as the ‘bad boy’ but lol. Mark’s laugh cures evil and creates butterflies. Deep ass rap, will make you shake in your boots. I know you want me, so stop fronting.

Im Jaebum, stage name: JB. ‘94 line, vocal and leader. Korean. Also writes / releases music under Def (used to be Def Soul, soundcloud here). A tsundere hoe, to quote myself. INFJ personality. Very intelligent, typically takes a more subdued role in the group but DAMN, MEMEBUM. Don’t let the rude exterior fool you, Jaebum is a straight up meme. There are hours of footage on Youtube to prove it. Owns like, a billion cats and they all sleep in his room. OG cat is Nora. 

Jackson Wang, stage name: Jackson. (Chinese name, Wang Jia Er). From Hong Kong, China. ‘94 line, rapper. ENFJ personality. Was a nationally ranked / world class fencer until he was 17. Convinced his parents to let him audition for JYP, moved to Korea and followed his dreams of music. Speaks English, Korean, Mandarin, Cantonese and Shanghainese. Jackson is pure sunshine in addition to being the most extra variety star in existence. Will do a forward flip every chance he can. Is a gigantic mama’s boy. Would never hurt a fly.

Park Jinyoung, stage name: Jinyoung (IF YOU CALL HIM JR OR JUNIOR, HE WILL FITE U). ‘94 line, vocal and dancer. ISFJ personality. Korean. Before debuting as part of GOT7, debuted in a duo with Jaebum called JJ Project. Tied with Jaebum for first place at 2009 JYP auditions. Has melodious, beautiful falsetto. Is an actor, appeared in multiple web dramas and was the young main for Legend of the Blue Sea, in addition to the lead in the independent film, Nunbal. Writes fucking bops. Is basically good at everything, the boy to bring home to your parents. Also the man who may take over the world. Idk. I’m not biased.

Choi Youngjae, stage name: Youngjae. ‘96 line, main vocal. ISFJ personality. Korean. Only trained for 7 months before debut, POWERHOUSE vocal. Composes under the name of Ars. Often compared to an otter bc SMILEY and ADORABLE and just actual sunshine. Anyone who hurts Youngjae answers to Jaebum. Hates cucumbers. Co-owns a puppy named Coco with Mark. Constantly damaging Jackson’s hearing with his yelling.

Bambam, stage name: Bambam. ‘97 line, rapper. ESTJ personality. From Thailand, trained with JYP for three and a half years. Legal Thai name is Kunpimook Bhuwakul but is rarely used except in legal circumstances. Bambam is his name lol. ANYWAYS. Bambam has rapidly switched from adorable maknae line to fly-ass fashion mogul. Loves memes, all things pop culture and fashion. Speaks Thai, Korean and English. Loves to interact with fans, especially through Twitter. Constantly calling fans girlfriends at fanmeets, WILL DAB WHENEVER HE WANTS TO DAB.

Kim Yugyeom, stage name: Yugyeom. ‘97 line, singer and main dancer. INFP personality. Korean. Maknae. Main dancer in GOT7, performed twice on Hit the Stage and won first place the second time. Like Bambam, has transformed from adorable maknae to champion of sexy dance. Yugyeom is coming for us all. Is quiet and sweet but also loves to troll hyung line. Specifically Jinyoung and Jaebum. Is the biggest JJ Project fan in the world. One day, Jinyoung might actually kill him. 

MORE UNDER THE CUT.

So. Eras. 

Their debut single was 2014 with Girls, Girls, Girls. As you can tell, the styling is excellent. Jackson’s small piece of hair popping out of his hat is a personal fave. Thus introduced the boys to the scene though (BONUS POINTS if you spot all the future Twice members LOL)

Next GOT7 released A, which is one of my personal favorites. Yes, that is Sana. LOL ALSO THE DANCE PRACTICES FOR A ARE ADORABLE. This has been a PSA. 

GOT7′s first full album, Identify was released at the end of the year with a lead single Stop, Stop It. Otherwise known as those minions outfits. This song will get stuck in your head. THIS ALBUM IS A BOP, THO. Girl Magnetic and Moonlight are two personal favorites. 

The next summer GOT7 came back with Just Right. Actually, this is GOT7′s most watched MV on YouTube. It was also featured in the Try Guys (Buzzfeed) watch Kpop video. Famous quotes to know about JB: “While this guy doesn’t look like my wife, he makes me feel the way that my wife makes me feel.”  Truth, Ned. 

That fall, GOT7 came back with If You Do, a darker concept. Just... watch every single live stage of this. You won’t regret it. Here’s a favorite, though. In December of that year, the released yet ANOTHER EP, which included the holiday single - Confession Song. EVERYDAY from this album is amazing, thank you JB.

In March of 2016, GOT7 came back with the Flight Log Trilogy (Departure, Turbulence and Arrival). The first album, Departure was released in March. The lead single was Fly, and it was bomb af. That’s just fact. The dance practice for this was also freaking adorable. Fave tracks from this album of mine are Can’t by PARK JINYOUNG. Also Rewind.

That fall, GOT7 came back with Turbulence. The lead single for this was Hard Carry, a heavier beat than previous GOT7 songs. Crazy dance, prompted much concern by fans that Jinyoung died in the MV. Favorite songs of mine here are Prove it, Mayday, No Jam and Who’s That.

The next spring, 2017 GOT7 completed their Flight Log Trilogy with Flight Log: Arrival. The lead single for this was Never Ever. Favorite songs are Paradise, Q.

THEN JJ PROJECT CAME BACK. SUMMER 2017, FIVE YEARS AFTER THEIR FIRST EP. Jinyoung and Jaebum teamed up yet again to put out a beautiful album called Verse 2. If you haven’t listened yet, save yourself. Go listen now. The title track was Tomorrow Today, and it was amazing. Truly. 

Now GOT7 are coming back once more - GET READY FOR FOR 7FOR7

FAVORITE FANCAMS / PERFORMANCES 

My personal fave is this Jinyoung fancam of Can’t. Bless yourself.

Jaebum is also a favorite performer lol bc when JB dances, he dances for JB. This performance of Who’s Your Mama? is excellent, as is this mix. So is this performance of Honey. 

The cover of SHINHWA’s This Love is truly amazing. (JB was hurt at this time and couldn’t perform.)

Never forget baby GOT7 performing I Was Made for Dancing for an audience of middle aged women. LOOK HOW HAPPY THEY ARE. 

Also the time they collaborated with BTS at the MAMAs. 

All the performances of Q (side single to Never Ever) are adorable.

GAH, okay. That should start you off.

Variety. Holy shit. Okay, so GOT7 are kings of variety. Honestly, it’s why I adore them so much. Watch their YouTube shows, it’s GOT7 Canon. 

Real GOT7 season 1 / Real GOT7 season 2 / Real GOT7 season 3 / Real GOT7 season 4

GOT7 Hard Carry, from the fall of 2016 is also excellent. 

GOT7 has a truly awe-inspiring mini-drama series called Dream Knight, available on Netflix. I highly suggest you start with this. And then stare at your screen for several days in confusion. 

JB and Jinyoung have a reality series from their days as JJ Project called JJP Diaries, here.

ALL OF THE WEEKLY IDOL EPISODES ARE HILARIOUS AF. First appearance - 2014.  Second appearance - 2015. Third appearance (multi-group) - 2016. Fourth appearance - 2016.  Fifth appearance - 2017. Er, it’s entirely possible I left some off. Oh, well. You’ll find them. LOL 

Also watch all of their ASC episodes. It’s pure chaos. 

OKAY. THAT’S ENOUGH FOR NOW *falls down on the floor*

... here is a compilation of jinyoung being savage. here is jaebum being a meme for the duration of an entire interview in japan. here is bambam, king of girl group dances. 

OKAY, NOW I AM REALLY DONE.

#GOT7 #got7 introduction #got7 info #jaebum #jinyoung #jackson wang #mark tuan #youngjae #yugyeom #bambam

[yourprayer]

losers club at christmas hcs

for @kaspdrak <3 

join my 100 celebration!!!

- gonna say this right out the gates bc when its not acknowledged.... im angry

- stan celebrates Hanukkah and the other losers all give him extra presents for it

-  also they love to hear abt hanukkah traditions from stan?? like some of their early days in december are spent sitting around stan’s fireplace drinking cider and listening to him just.. explain the whole holiday & its history 

- stan is very very proud of his heritage and loves that his friends are super respectful and don’t force alternate customs on him (but he most certainly gives them all presents bc he LOVES HIS FRIENDS)

- the losers always have a post-christmas party where they exchange gifts bc they’re all stuck with their families on the actual holidays

- but pre-holidays??? early december??? first snow??? these kids are unstoppable

- im talkin snow men, im talkin sledding down main street, im talkin christmas light competitions

- richie and bill may or may not have blocked off an entire coldesac to build forts for their epic five hour snowball fight

- eddie is obsessed with having the best decorations. this motherfucker will kill to have the best lights on the block

- him and mike team up bc mike is super fast & organized as he staples lights on the roof how?? 

- mike’s family doesn’t really like decorating but they are all for mike helping the others out (and his grandpa actually has a great time when mike takes him on a tour of all the loser’s houses he helped decorate)

- the loser’s driving around in ben’s mom’s car touring christmas lights that are set to radio stations

- eddie’s mom is adamant he Will Get Hypothermia so she bundles him in so many layers he looks like the little brother from christmas story

- which richie talks about for months

- the losers watching christmas story in bills living room 

- “you know im really glad we don’t believe in santa. this guy is fucking creepy”

- “you’re just jealous”

- “jealous of what richie? i get more presents on more days and there aren’t fat angry strangers breaking into my house”

- ben burns everyone mix cds for their presents with songs he thinks they will love

- he has impeccable taste and everyone thinks their mix cds are the bomb

- beverly is the QUEEN of winter fashion

- truly the master of ugly christmas sweaters

- her only competition? eddie, who wears them not to be ironic but because mrs. k makes him

- richie does not know how to dress for the season and is always this close to frostbite & doesn’t even notice

- like this bitch still wears his ratty ass converse in two feet of snow

- bev loves to make everyone pancakes in the mornings after sleepovers, and during christmas time she starts making festive shapes

- ben gets really hype and starts giving her new ideas, like mixing in red and green food coloring

- bill’s bike gets fucked up in the snow quite a few times which gives mike a good excuse to stay over and help fix silver and also hang out with his best fucking friend

- their post-christmas parties are always when parents are out doing after-christmas shopping and last minute family visits so they’re usually unattended

- when they’re seniors richie brings spiked egg nog and they all get trashed in bill’s garage

- christmas crackers with the paper crowns inside (don’t think about how cute richie thinks eddie is in his paper crown)

- everyone gets each other presents bc what kind of friends don’t get each and every one of their pals a damn present

- some of them can’t really afford to go out and buy too many things, but they all regift well (bill’s extended family don’t know him too well so they usually give him random crap, but sometimes he gets something that he thinks his friend will love and saves it for their party)

- bev makes handmade jewelry for the boys every year (they’re all decked out in woven bracelets that will last till they die)

- we’ve already talked about bens cds but i just wanna mention them again bc ben makes the best cds fight me

- mike usually puts together a basket of homemade things from the farm for each of them (bread he baked, jam his grandmother made, wool socks)

- eddie usually gets to shop with his allowance so he gets them each something practical but special

- richie usually doesn’t have any money to get gifts with but he always makes sure to make them all super heartfelt & hilarious cards (which include horrible puns, terrible drawings, and sappy as hell love notes) 

- bill usually regifts or buys them nice things he finds at the mall. honestly psychic with gifts. inventor of the phrase “i saw this and thought of you”

- stan always gets them books. the first party they had he had no idea what to get them because he didn’t know everyone perfectly, so he gave them all old books from his library. they actually played well so every year since he scours used book stores year round to find the perfect book to give

- sometimes they’re joke books (he once gave richie an entire yiddish dictionary because he was being a dick about potato pancakes. richie still uses it regularly)

- speaking of joke gifts, you bet these mother fuckers do a white elephant every year

- bill usually plays nice and puts a good present in, knowing everyone else is going to be savage as fuck

- ben is sometimes kind with his too, putting in something benign like a five dollar bill in a really oversized box. sure it’s a dick to open, but at least he didn’t put underwear in it like richie did one year

- bev and richie are the meanest when it comes to white elephant presents

- like whoever goes the first few rounds avoids the packages richie and bev put in like the plague

- eddie tries to be devious but is actually really bad at coming up with clever shitty presents 

- mike and stan are the kings of putting in the most random crap

- like honestly stan just saves weird shit from his room purges and uses that to confuse the rest of the group

- mike is always a really good sport about getting the crappy presents

- eddie is not

- especially if he gets stuck with whatever richie put in

- “RICHIE I SWEAR TO GOD IF I GET STUCK WITH YOUR USED DEODORANT AGAIN THIS YEAR-”

- “eds, you can’t get gifted something you already have! it’s my toothbrush this time!”

- “e-e-eddie! quit throwing sh-shoes in my house!!”

- ben and bev falling asleep on bills couch at the end of the night in coordinating christmas sweaters bev found

- each of the couples getting each other a small extra present bc they’re in Love

- all of them feeling bad about mike being ‘left out’ so they get him something too

-so mike ends up with dozens of presents at the end of the night and extreme confusion

-but man is he feeling the love

- richie having mistletoe on a stick and holding it over eddies head about every fifteen minutes

- “oh shit eds! we’re under it again! how does this keep happening?!”

- “richie. you’re controlling it.”

- “oh no im sorry i cant hear you over the sound of me being compelled by this unbreakable christmas law”

-”riCHARD”

- bill warning all his friends to avoid his mothers terrible fruitcake

- stan eating it and loving it anyways

- “y-you can eat her f-f-fruitcake without barfing? i kn-knew we were meant to b-b-be”

- the losers at christmas ok

#this is sooooooo long oh my god #sorry i got Out Of Hand #i just Realllllyyyyy like this #thanks again for requesting love!!!!! #prior.txt #prior.hc #it #it 2017 #it headcanons #bill denbrough #bill denbrough headcanons #beverly marsh #beverly marsh headcanons #ben hanscom #ben hanscom headcanons #mike hanlon #mike hanlon headcanons #richie tozier #richie tozier headcanons #eddie kaspbrak #eddie kaspbrak headcanons #stan uris #stan uris headcanons #headcanons #reddie #stenbrough #benverly #the losers club #losers club #losers club headcanon

[dont-doubt-dopple]

With the solemate au thing you posted,number one in the solemate au part but for seamexican I hope i dont seem like im pushing you to write this or anything i just think its really cute Like A has a string of curse words on there arm and their parent's are concerned or find it hilarious, A always cover it up out of embarrassment but it's really just cause B tripped over the other person or something Anyways if you want to take this idea even if its not for seamexican, i just like the idea

No no no, you’re fine. In fact, sometimes I need a push more than anything to write. With track just starting, this was very helpful. So thanks for the push, Anon. Enjoy this SeaMexican! Also, sorry if it took a while to answer. I just wanted to make sure you saw the fic and well, I had to write it first.

~•~

“Please stop poking my arm.” Adam whined, pulling it away from a teasing Anthony. The latter chuckles a little at his discomfort, throwing his arm around Steven. “You know people don’t like the words.”

“Like what do you even care?” Chilled replied.

“I don’t. I just don’t want to hear another ear full of ‘Why can’t you cover up that vulgar arm of yours? Nobody wants to see that.’ from some old wise woman again. Or Cathy.” He let his head drop into his arms on the table. He felt someone pat on his shoulders twice, most likely Aaron on his left.

“Relax. Not everyone gets an arm that reads Son of a Bitch. Stupid fucking piece of shit.” Aaron said in an attempt to comfort him.

“The fact that you are able to say that with a straight face.” Ze commented, the guys ignoring Adam’s obvious discomfort at the topic.

“It’s the only straight thing about me, what can I say?” Aaron shrugged off, earning a good laugh from Anthony.

“I’m going to get some fresh air.” Adam announced as he rose from seat. Grabbing his coffee, he all but bolted to the door. He had said multiple times that the subject of the words on his arm made him uncomfortable, but every single time it seemed to fall on deaf ears. It was annoying, and he was even thinking of getting something to cover it up. He sighed, leaning against the window of the little cafe. He stuck his leg out, maybe a quarter or a third of the way into the sidewalk for better balance. Not that far.

Which is why it was a shock when someone tripped over it. He didn’t pay it much mind, until the guy started spewing profanities.

“Son of a Bitch. Stupid fucking piece of shit.” Adam looked on stunned at the guy now soaked in coffee. He had dark brown hair with an equally beard medium beard. His eyes were a chocolaty brown and his voice was deep but not quite baritone. He wore a faded blue Star Wars t-shirt and black jeans.

Adam didn’t know how to respond. He just stood there, awkwardly like a deer in headlights. He knew those curses word for word as they were literally carved into his arm. This guy was his soulmate. All this time he was teased that his soulmate was going to hate him and the prepping for therapy in fear of an abusive soulmate simply boiled down to a guy spilling his coffee since he tripped. He blinked at the stranger’s next words, finally able to recover from his paralyzation.

“Obviously you can tell I’m not having that good of a day.”

“See, now why weren’t those words on my arm? That little bit of context would have SO helpful.” He joked. The guy’s eyes widened as he glanced between arm and Adam.

“Holy crap, it’s you.”

“Yeah. And you’re the guy that’s been cursing at me since the day I learned to read this.” Adam held up his arm, showing the string of not so PG words. “Really, a very interesting conversation for a six year old.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. Not that I had much choice in the matter.” He replied, using his hand to rub the back of his neck before extending but outward. “I’m Max, by the way.”

“Montoya.” Adam replied as he took Max’s hand and helped pull him up. “Adam Montoya.”

“Bet that sounded a lot cooler in your head, didn’t it?”

“It did, Yeah.” They both laughed. “Hey, you mind if I pay for a replacement coffee, Maxie?”

“One: Yes. And two: never call me that again.” Adam chuckled again, wrapping his arm around Max’s shoulder.

“Oh, I can tell we’re going to get along just fine.”

#seamexican #seananners #gassymexican #fanfic #Dopple answers #dopple work

[qorillas]

tagged by @latinsimonez! this was really fun to do lmao thank u for taggin me

answer 30 questions + tag 10 people you’d like to know better

-nicknames: ......i hesitate to inform you all of this but my uncle started calling me ‘the squish’ when i was a baby because i was so fat and now everyone on my mom’s side of the family calls me that more than they call me by my actual name. also sometimes people call me ari but not that often and my dad’s side of the family calls me arielita

-star sign: sad pisces binch

-gender: i’m a girl but. idk i’ve kinda been very slightly questioning it a little just to make sure? i’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that yup i’m a girl tho so 

-MBTI type: mainly infp, probably like 15% enfp because i get really excited when i’m around groups of people i love and Lose All Sense Of Boundaries. does that qualify me as enfp? i get tired being around most people tho so idk

-height: 5′5.5″ and yes the half inch COUNTS

-time: 10:41pm

-birthday: march 1. when i was little i couldn’t pronounce 1 correctly like i said “much fust” so everyone thought i was saying march 4 tho lmao 

-favorite bands: there’s this band called gorillaz i really like idk if anyone following me has heard of it tho :/// also phoenix, vampire weekend, the lumineers, glass animals, purity ring, young the giant, maroon 5, the beatles. i would die for ezra koenig and one time he liked something i tweeted at him and i cried for 10 minutes and my roommate took a video and made fun of me

-favorite solo artists: stromae, damon albarn, shawn wasabi, ingrid michaelson, childish gambino, nicki minaj, sohn, kanye west, lil wayne. gorillaz should collaborate with stromae also like i think they’d be good together

-song stuck in my head: ......the mii channel song but where each pause is uncomfortably long. yes i hate myself 

-last movie I watched: wonder woman like three months ago?? ? i like never go to the movies which is actually kind of a shame because going to the movies is one of my favorite things to do ever i know it’s like not that wild but i always get so excited wow i love movies

-last show I watched: rick and morty like the pickle rick episode. someone save morty and summer please i fucking hate beth

-other blogs: @ratqueenofficial is my main! also i have an art blog @ratqueenarts but i like never actually post there so. and i have multiple urls about antigone and about half mexican murdoc hoarded lmao

-when I created my blog: april 6 of this year but i made my main on new year’s eve because my friend came over so we could relaunch.......a semi-popular meme archiving blog whose name i’m not allowed to actually say because mods are a secret.........but anyway my old main had been around since 2013 and i wanted to start fresh so yeah

-what I post about: that son of a gun sure do love those gorillaz. also i post my own mediocre art and make shitposts and memes because i find myself hilarious and i write headcanons and am starting to do fics. but yeah it’s all centered around grillz, and sometimes like 1% damo but never hewll because. i don’t really like him lmao. i think my most common tag is murdoc and i know he sucks but i would fucking die for him in a heartbeat

-last thing I googled: ..........mii channel hip hop remix on youtube and i’ve had it on loop and my roommate hates me but. it’s a fucking bop okay don’t judge me

-following: 939

-followers: 1,233

-favorite color: yellow but like a Very Specific Yellow like strong golden yellow that one might be able to argue is actually orange but Bitch It Is Fucking Yellow (here it is) like half of everything i own is this color which was fun at first but one day i walked out of the house when it was raining and realized i was wearing yellow boots, a yellow raincoat, a yellow beanie, a yellow backpack and was holding a yellow umbrella and it was at that point that i realized that i had a Problem. my friends make fun of me for it rip

-average hours of sleep: half of the week it’s like 4 and half of the week it’s like 14 because of the ol’ depresh so i’m not actually sure at all. probably like 7 if i absolutely had to pick a number

-lucky number: 3

-instruments: classical piano (and i guess keyboard by extension) but i can’t sightread for shit (i’m good at playing by ear tho!), general percussion like bells and xylophone and marimba, i did tenor drum in marching band for like one year but i’m pretty horrible at non-mallet percussion lmao. also i had a vuvuzela for like two years but my roommate confiscated it because “vuvuzelas are not to be played at 3 in the morning, ariel” and anyway i don’t think it really counts

-what I’m wearing: glasses, black skinny jeans, my black x men sweatshirt that has like pictures of the vintage comic panels on it and yes i got it from hot topic don’t judge me for that i was like 14, dark blue baseball cap that says “best dad ever” across the front but i’m wearing it backwards because i’m cool. i got it for father’s day so that i could match with my grandpa

-how many blankets i sleep with: generally like 2 or 3 but at this point they’re all crumpled up at the bottom of the bed anyway so mainly just the big comforter and a throw blanket over that if it’s really cold

-dream jobs: oh man uhh. i used to think i wanted to be like a genetics/evolutionary biology professor and do research on evolution or cancer or hiv/aids and teach at like ucsf or something. or like work for nasa as an astrobiologist, or maybe work as a vet for a zoo. but now i don’t think i wanna do that anymore? to be quite honest if i could be 100% guaranteed whatever job i wanted i think i’d want to be a showrunner for an animated show on cartoon network or adult swim, like not something just with storyboards or animation, but like actually involved in the writing of the show. i’d love to write for a tv show on cartoon network or something like the office or brooklyn 99 or even a story-based video game, or maybe like do something where i get to just joke around and be funny all the time like what the mcelroys or game grumps do but. i have No Idea how to go about doing that and honestly i think jobs like that just happen to people randomly so it’s not really like, a Secure Job Option To Pursue. but i really hope somehow i end up doing something like that. i just wanna do something where i can create something meaningful that i’m proud of and see people connecting with it and feeling happy and inspired and less alone because of it, and maybe liking it so much a fandom or something grows around it. i’d be so fucking happy if that happened. 

-dream trip: i really want to go to new york with my jewish grandparents and see where they grew up and all the places they lived so i can finally experience all the places i’ve heard so many stories about? same thing with my abuelitos like i wanna go to mexicali with them or mérida in the yucatán and just see where they came from and where all their stories happened and meet all the relatives that they left behind when they came to the united states. also i think going to like, denmark or england or germany would be really cool? my friend studied abroad in england this summer and her snapchat story was full of dogs and random cows and those are some good things. i would very much like to softly caress a gentle english cow they have beautiful eyes

-favourite food: kbbq? ? ?? Bitch I Love KBBQ. fuck now i want kbbq. also mangoes, and deli sandwiches from the deli by my temple, and jazz apples, and sugary coffee, and sweet corn tamales, and high mountain milk tea with taro qq but sharetea stopped selling taro qq and i’m still salty because of that. and raw lemons because i’m an inhuman monster. can you tell i’m hungry rip

-nationality: american (specifically born and raised californian even though i know that’s not really a nationality but i love california so much you guys im so glad it’s my home) edit: apparently people are puttin in their ethnicities too on this?? ? i’m half american jewish which is. basically white lmao and half mexican idk i look super white tho im so pale rip

i tag @two-chi @drugstore-soulboy @murdoctrinated @murdochub @ephemeralprince @funeralshawls @astronomutual @maccamc @loboluchia @helloitsbees @grimdarkmatt @gorillahz @hewlll and i know that’s more than 10 but this is my house also like. if i tagged u and we Don’t Actually Talk it’s because i see u on my dash a lot and we’re mutuals and i think you’re Super Cool But I Am Too Shy To Actually Talk To You But Yeah I Think You’re Really Cool 

#pipe down pipe down #this is super long i'm sorry i love talking about myself lmao