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corruptedconfessions · 4 years

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I need more yandere dragon bakugou please 🥺 like him taking y/n from the village after seeing her in the woods a lot and he Just falls in love with her and he makes her a comfy nest and she wakes up there scared hopefully you could do something with that please ❤️

Hhh I love this ask sm

Also I know the ask said she here but this is still gender neutral! I didn’t really realize until after I had written the whole thing, sorry :x It doesnt really effect the drabble or anything at all, though!

I mostly just rambled, but theres a short drabble under the line~

If you pestered him later down the line he would blame the fact that he took you on mating season, blaming you for wondering out and about so close to a dragons den during such a fragile time, practically begging for him to swoop in and take you.

The truth was the dragon had been aching for a mate for quite a long time, and mating season had just caused that hole in his chest to grow even larger, a soul deep ache that he felt every waking moment.

Almost mindlessly he had started nesting for the first time since he had left his mothers side and embarked out on his own, pillaging villages for their finest silks and softest furs, it became more frequent for him to completely black out, come back to dripping in human blood with arrows wedged into his scales, tenderly tucking his latest plush prize tenderly into the side of his nest, ever so careful with his large talons.

His mother had always told him he would know when it was time. He had scoffed and rolled his eyes at her but now her words were starting to make sense.

Still he couldn’t help the creeping anxiety that bubbled under his skin every time he looked at his nest that was growing with every day, it wasn’t a typical dragons nest, hell he wasn’t sure if any dragon would even like it. It was soft, plush, warm, things that no dragon needed. They could regulate their own body temperatures, and their thick scales meant they needed no protection from hard ground, even when sleeping. No dragon he took as a mate would be impressed with his nest, and that ate at him silently as mating season officially started, causing him to slip even further into his feral headspace even more frequently, lashing out and slaughtering anything that came close to his den, too scared to venture out to look for another dragon despite the soul deep ache that ate away at him.

He spent many nights curled up in the very nest that was the source of his insecurity, curled up in his half shifted form, rubbing his human cheek against the soft furs that lined his nest, comforting himself as he curled up, shame bubbling under his skin. He was left wondering how after everything, every instinct, every move coming easy to him, why now this of all things was wrong. Why was he like this?

His answer came one day when he had dragged himself out of his cave to hunt for his dinner, refusing to starve to death even if moving was the most difficult thing to do. He wanted to go back to his nest, to curl up in that brief comfort and go to sleep. He had dragged himself through the woods, snapping up small game easily, searching for something more substantial when his eyes fell on you.

Instantly he knew he had to have you. He was struck, frozen as he took you in, his head immediately swirling with the desire to take, and breed, and mark, and claim. Instantly everything all made sense, his sudden softness, the strange nest, his weird emotions. It had all been leading him to you! That had to be the answer! Everything had been leading him up to this moment, to making sure he was prepared to take on not a dragon as a mate but a human.

Any rational thought was left behind him as he immediately lunged for you, your frightened screams falling on deaf ears as he scooped you up in his claws, ever so careful not to hurt you despite his excitement. Unable to wait a moment longer, with a beat of his wings he launched himself, and by extension you, into the air, immediately taking off to his den with energy he hadn’t had since this god awful season had started.

The trip would be quick with the speed he would fly at, and he would waste no time transforming back, cradling you in his arms bridal style as he immediately rushes you back to his nest, practically thrumming with excitement as he immediately tucks your unconscious body, you must have passed out on the flight over whoops, into his nest, growling with possessive approval at the sight of you. Face relaxed into sleep, peacefully tucked into /his/ nest, the very picture of beauty...

And he’ll never let you leave.

While Bakugo was anything from soft and comforting, every time he tucked you into his nest, swaddling you in the soft furs and resting your head on precious silks, he was oddly gentle. All his screaming and protective fronts he put on melted away as he curled up next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and stretching out his wing to cover you like a blanket as a rough tongue dragged across your cheeks, lapping away your salty tears as he burrowed closer to you, a soothing rumble that could almost be mistaken for a purr vibrating out of his chest as he nuzzled and licked at you till you fell asleep, still shaking slightly in his arms.

Lets just hope you’re little scared outbursts stop before mating season wears off and he’s no longer dopy and happy no matter what as long as you are in his nest.

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Wings spreading out to slow his decent the dragon shifter’s bones snapped and cracked into place as his form shrunk, turning less and less lizard and more and more human as he hit the ground. If it weren’t for the large golden wings arched out behind him, the horns sprouting from his head, the claws that stuck out from his fingers and toes, and the patches of scales that dotted his skin, he could almost pass as the same creature as the human carefully cradled in his grip. Cradling you close he stepped into his cave, walking in deep, past his impressive horde, past the remains of his previous meals, deeper and deeper until only the slightest hints of daylight could still be seen.

Humans never did well in the dark...he would have to light some lanterns for you so you wouldn’t become upset and frightened. He didn’t need those negative feelings tainting the comfort of his nest he had so carefully made just for you! Sure, he hadn’t known it at first, but it only made sense!! Nothing was wrong with him, he couldn’t be the one that was fucked up! He just wasn’t destined for a human mate and his instincts knew that!! They made sure he had a safe comfy place to put his mate!!

Ever so carefully he lowered his mate into his...and his mates nest. The thought filled him with so much joy he couldn’t even bring himself to be upset that they were unconscious and couldn’t lavish him in praise over how perfect his nest was for them...

Although that was mildly his fault. He always forgets how fragile humans are, and he hadn’t exactly been careful as he shot in the air. He gotten so excited he forgot how pathetic and fragile humans could be...he would have to make sure to be more careful in the future.

Pulling a fur over you, making sure you were tucked into the nest in just the right way that had him purring contently, he tripled checked that you weren’t going to wake before carefully stepping out of the nest, moving to light candles around it, making sure they were far away enough there was no chance for his little mate to burn themselves or accidently knock them over and start a fire.

Just as he finished filling the cave with warm gentle lighting the soft shuffling in his nest, soft intake of breathing that told him his little mate was about to wake up. Instantly he was practically clambering over himself to see you, laying on his side next to you as his eyes locked onto your face, waiting excitedly for you to wake.

His heart nearly skipped a beat as your beautiful eyes fluttered open, locking onto him. Immediately your face tensed up into an expression he recognized, one he frequently saw on those stupid humans faces before he killed them, it was always followed by the most annoying noises.

Before you could get the air to scream a clawed hand was slapped over your mouth, the dragon infront of you raising up to glare at you, lips curling back slightly to reveal sharp stained teeth, glowing under the warm light of the lanterns.

“Don’t you dare.”

His voice was ragged, a low husky rumble, his hand over your mouth tightening enough that the tips of his claws pressed against your skin, threatening to break it. Tears welled in your eyes as you desperately nodded in agreement, trying to shuffle backwards only to be stopped by the huge pile of furs and clothes, trapping you in.

Luckily as soon as you nodded you’re agreement the angered snarl relaxed into a warm fuzzy grin, the hand pulling away as he purred softly, wrapping his arm around your waist as he pulled you closer, a wet tongue dragging itself over your cheek as he nuzzled himself against you with a soft pleased rumble.

“Good human.”

If only you had stayed away from the woods.

#dragon #fantasyau #bakugo x reader #reader insert #yandere #bakugo katsuki

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sideblogforcrimpy-plus · 2 years

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hi!! hope you’re doing good!

14, 24, 38 pls💜

I'm doing pretty well, thank you! I hope you are, too 💕

14. What's something you've always wanted to do but maybe been scared to do?

- This is gonna sound small and stupid to some (and that's fine!) but honestly? Drive! I'm so anxious and scared about driving bc everyone in my immediate family has been involved in varying degrees of accidents from 'that's annoying' to 'High Alarm'. I've never been in one, but I've been on my learners for YEARS (done loads of driving but I'm a scared little chihuahua)

24. What's one thing you're proud of yourself for?

- After considerable hard work and an incredible saving opportunity (which was also hard work), my partner and I bought a house! The first day in the house, we put nails in the wall and hung things 😭💕

38. Fave song at the moment?

- One song is Hard. Hhh maybe the Dead South's cover of People are Strange, I'm bopping to that one multiple times a day

From this question list :)

#temilyrights #asking Crimpy #thank you!!#this was fun

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jrwiyuri · 3 years

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Fuck I had a whole ask written out and it deleted :<

I’m too tired to rewrite all the explanations so just ask about anything you’d like to know more about

Rockabye: Chip & Ollie mirroring Arlin & Chip

Crazy = Genuis: Chip. The opposite of Gillian, how he’s doing morally mindset & things but also not really in a malicious way. He’s a child who never got the chance to mature. Plus his batshit plans somehow working and general spark/spunk.

Shots: Jay, especially concerning her “family” looming as a very real threat to her real family

I’m Gonna Win: Gillian. Specifically in the context of his good message in an ominous tone. Like, he’s definitely going to hurt or even betray someone on accident just because he’s a stubborn paragon. Not on purpose of course! But his mindset is dangerous.

I’m on a boat: Earl

Nothing Critical: Lizzie

I’m fairly local: el ch

Okay wtf these are all so accurate??? Fucking hell the first one made me get emotional REALLL quick cause I know the song like ahzkzbdksnfkSjnfjsnf sobbing.

The second one does describe chip hella well- he is that very chaotic but somehow manages to get shit right type (some fucking how;;)

Jays made me sad as well but like agHhh it’s so accurate :((!! It’s hurts even more cause I can relate to having very complicated feelings with family and like djskfjemn jay doesn’t wanna hurt either of themmmm Hhh :( (chip I love u but why the FUCK did you say they’d help with the war god dammit you stupid bitch arGGg bARK BARK)

Again- gillions is VERY accurate!! Like seriously- from the over confidence but also kind of jsut faking it to saying he’d possibly end up very i Kruger / alone (losing all of his allies) to ‘win’ (likely the shit to do with the prophecy but tbh can jsut go for anything with his moral compass) it’s a very good song 4 him

Earls is.. it’s just accurate. Nothing else to even say LMAO

Lizzie is also soo good!! The kind of relaxedness to it but also being very aware that she is prepared for betrayal or sudden aggression and will fuck you up (specially towards jay?? Yeah this is very good)

Also idk if you ended up being cut off or I’m stupid and have a bad memory but idk who el ch is 😔

#long post #Snake Answers #InkyTrinket irii #Friend Tag!#||#the last one kind of reminds me of the sisters tho #not as intense but it reminds me of them being forced to kind of evil and shit but then also not rlly wanting to #idk!#lol I am just making a guess #either way #BANGING SONGS FOR THEM!!

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x1uizy · 3 years

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woodz woops! first listen commentary

trigger is so good! i need to listen again for coherent commentary but yes!!! he did that!!! she is who buck thought she was!!!

second listen: it almost has a country inspo? it's interesting that he began and ended the album with country inspired vibes but stuck within very non country songs (with trigger being more pop/trap/rap and tide being a slow song).

also i know that it was between this song and bump bump...i really like this song but bump bump was DEFINITELY the right choice!!!! this is a very fun promoted bside but bump bump definitely feels better to me as a title.

the transition between trigger and bump bump saved my life

bump bump is making me like,,,nostalgic for my friends 😭😭😭 it's definitely that post graduation summer roadtrip song that you listen to with the windows down,,,i love her sm i wish she came out,,, you know,,,in the summer 😭😭😭

on my own...the upbeat alt teenager vibes continue. i really like this one too, if im continuing the metaphor this is the song that plays when your friends have fallen asleep in the backseat and you and the driver are the only ones awake just chilling and reflecting,,,god the vibes im so 😭😭😭

thanks to was written for his grandmother iirc? it's really sweet, i think after hearing that i expected it to be more like a ballad? but im really happy that it's more chill w/ a tropical house kinda beat. the key change was unnecessary imo but i really do like the song hhh

sweater ooo 2/5ths(?) of mola 😭😭😭 lowkey im glad that most of the ppl who were mad at jamie are gone lmfao, that was stupid as hell and im glad that it doesn't seem to have affected their bond

anyways it's very chill and their voices are really great as usual. i could see this song doing really well in sk, it has coffee shop vibes (i think its charting lowest rn though lol) its kinda low-fi too? i could see dean and luna doing a song just like this, or maybe even heize

tide - very slow but not boring at all. as a person who doesn't really like slow songs this is like. nearly my ideal slow song. like i can actually see myself putting this on a playlist and studying to it lol (simjlar to sweater, but sweater is more chill than outright slow)

overall im extremely satisfied with this album, but i had a feeling i would be! my vibes match seungyoun's 9 times out 10. woops! definitely makes my top albums playlist, i might remove tide and perhaps sweater.

for some of these songs, you can really tell that he wrote them during luizy era. the emotions are similar but the performance is more sophisticated. i appreciate that soooo much.

ranking: i think its obvious but bump bump > trigger > on my own > thanks to > sweater > tide ...so album order minus bb and trigger lol 😅

comparison to prev music:

i respect equal's creative drive and i do love it a lot, but woops! definitely fits my vibes better. so ranking them together:

bump bump > trigger > on my own > lift up > waikiki ≥ love me harder > noid > accident ≥ thanks to > sweater > tide > buck > memories

i cant really rank different, pool, how have you been, baby ride, etc because they feel like a very different seungyoun tbh. like i love those songs a lot and wouldnt call them worse than his new stuff, but even like. equipment quality and editing quality differences are clear to me (esp with the luizy stuff) so idek hoe to put them together with the "refined" seungyoun lol. but if anyone cares my ranking of those songs is hhyb > different > baby ride > pool and idr the rest off of the top of my head. anyways back to equal:

love me harder is my 14th most listened to song, followed by lift up at 25, waikiki & noid at 60 & 61 and accident is 73 (kinda funny how the order is off from my ranking but i mightve streamed lmh idr). i definitely think bb, trigger, and omo will make the list, idk if they'll unseat all of equal with a month and a half left in the year but. they definitely could bc i like them sm.

also, continuing the earlier thought about luizy vibes/sy growing up as an artist: i really like equal but it definitely seemed like angsty seungyoun. not that that can't express that (in fact im glad he does) but i find equal to be a very intense album with very little breaks. it almost makes me wish that woops! was a repack of equal, because i feel like they balance eachother very well. equal felt like "meaningless" seungyoun, refined but still angsty? whereas woops! feels like him on the road to healing, it's very nice :) (note: this is purely based on vibes, not lyrics btw lol)

if anyone else has thoughts feel free to reply or whatever, i love talking about this stuff!

#x1 #pdx101 #seungyoun #cho seungyoun #woodz #uniq #song rec #hmmm i guess i kinda do love this man hub #huh*

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rureikia · 3 years

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Chapter 4

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The start of high school was a very crucial milestone for me. Because not only did I have a crush on Kita, but I also got accepted to go to the same school like him too.

Inarizaki High.

When I saw the magical letter of confirmation, my heart blossomed by a large magnitude.

I was so agitated with the thought of having three more years with Kita Shinsuke I thought I was beginning to see stars... I mean, for a young girl whose heart was fully set in stone for a celestial being like him, how could you not be awfully excited? It meant three more years of opportunities that I'd definitely not let go to waste, three more years of seeing his face! All the scenarios occurring in my head, in hopes that one day, these would come true...

I specifically remember on the day the letter arrived on how I was sprinting around the house to show mom and dad.

At the time, my parents didn't know why I was that happy over getting accepted since I used to be pretty distasteful about studying. But they quickly shifted it aside and congratulated me nevertheless.

It was like the scream painting. I can still draw out their faces in my head. Mom and dad were startled as they never expected me to have gotten into one of the top high schools in the prefecture — they ended up jumping along with me regardless of their previous doubts!

So on the first day of school, I marched out of my house in my new uniform, and a satisfied grin widely spread across my face.

The basic philosophy was to try and pass all exams, but the true aim for me was to find Kita Shinsuke, then ultimately confess to him. Next, he'd accept my confession and we would date, he then proposes, we get married, start a family ehehehe... Ah, I mustn't carry on or else I'll get too thoughtful...

But I was really excited (excitement lasted one-week maximum). I wanted to get to school pronto and see all the new people that would be circling me all through the next years. And so my determination was at its top game by then.

Whilst dusting my skirt and straightening it out, I closed my front door, but kept hold of my door handle to wait.

After a minute or two, from the opposite side of my street, I also heard someone else's door open.

I let go of my door handle, appearing as if I just came out of my house too.

In an instant, I knew who it was, hence why I gasped apprehensively to myself and thrashed around to look, "Ah, Kita!! Good morning!"

He sees me, adjusts his bag strap, and walks away without considering my call.

"Kita!" I called out again, assuming he didn't hear me the first time, "Wait for me!"

I was nearly about to run and go get him because he was already walking from a significant reach away. But just then, my mother abruptly forced the front door open with an annoyed scowl face before I had even managed to escape.

"(Y/N)! Why are you yelling so much in the morning? You sound like a stupid person, the neighbors will complain because of your loud mouth!" Her hands were on her hips, and she spoke to me in much vex.

I flashed a swift glimpse at Kita.

Okay. He wasn't waiting for me.

Mom was still in the middle of scolding me, and I got impatient as she was suddenly like an obstacle I needed to overcome for me to catch up with fast-feet Kita Shinsuke.

"Yeah, yeah I'm in a hurry. Mom, let's talk later okay?" I replied in slight rashness.

"Excuse me? Why are you acting like that? If you are in such a hurry why are you still here? I don't understand!!" Mom grabbed my hand, throwing down 600 yen for lunch then shoved me away, "You forgot this too. Gosh... Who is this hopeless girl? I don't know her. Just leave now!"

Why must this old lady insult me so incredibly fast?

I halted to stare at the money in my palm and solemnly glanced back at her, "Wait, mom... This might not be enough for lunch..." I whined.

"Yes it is. Lunch is cheap there." She smacks my shoulder and I made another whine a tad louder at the impact, "Tsk, (Y/N) don't complain anymore. Just be grateful, have a good day, and go."

My shoulders grieved a bit but I went along with it, "OK thanks...Bye-bye..."

As soon as she closed the door on me, I left.

I tried my best to catch up with Kita who was walking by himself in the distance. And after seeing him in the same uniform as me, once again, I was unbearably excited to go approach him.

This was a period of time where I'd constantly be a hindrance to Kita. However, I didn't really take this into account until much much later.

Since I took interest in him during second-year middle school, that interest only developed from thereon. By the time it was third-year middle school, I full-blown liked him. And then at first-year high-school, it developed into something called puppy love.

Kita, he was rather laid-back about it. He didn't tell me to go away nor to stop talking to him — rather he would just let me do whatever whilst throwing cold logic at me whenever he feels the need to.

Well, I say that he's rather laid-back but in actuality, he'd try and evade me at times by ignoring the things I'd do. I was still childish and quite gullible, so I simply assumed he was bluffing to push me away and to hide his genuine feelings.

With that in mind, I remembered how back then I was wholly convinced that I could win him over in a jiffy. And this was entirely due to my mind being intoxicated from those all dramas, shoujo mangas, and anime's I watched in the past. Subsequently, I thought I owned a special power like no other, which was the power of love and commitment.

15-year-old me seriously believed that she would be able to do anything with the power of love deeply engraved in her soul. I basically believed I was the next generation's Sailor Moon...

For me to express my loyalty towards Kita, I revised everything needed for that entrance exam with extra diligence. And that was more than enough proof to show that the power of love really does work miracles. After all, because of my power, I was wearing the school's crest embedded on my blazer, the same one as whom I strived for.

"Kita good morning, hhh." I greeted breathily, speed-walking next to him.

He nods a response, "Morning."

I straightened my posture and smiled awkwardly at him by accident. Then I tried to strike up a conversation which was probably also accidentally awkward, "Kita don't you think this is such a coincidence? We will be going to the same school again this year. It's uh — it's a perfect match isn't it?"

He carries on walking forwards, without looking at me. "The entry requirements for Inarizaki must have lowered this year if that's the case."

I didn't know at the time, but this guy was totally degrading me here.

"Oh yes, that has happened. By a couple of points, it has lowered actually." I addressed with formality in my speech like some intellectual, "That means the God of fortune must be by my side, don't you think?"

Kita didn't reply and we walked in silence for a couple more seconds.

.......

"Uh......... Kita!" I called out.

The suddenness finally resulted in him shifting his head a little to peer at me.

"Kita, wait for a second."

Kita listened for once, stopping in his tracks, glancing back at me.

When we were teenagers, he would experience my resilient pestering daily. This was additionally a section of life where relationships and emotions are new to everyone, especially for kids that were around that age — high-schoolers.

I can distinctly pick out the uncountable amounts of times where I'd loiter outside my house early in the morning just before he comes out. And when I hear his door open from across the street I would act as if I just came out too — "Kita, you just got ready now? Oh, what a coincidence, so have I."

There's also the case that would happen in school. I'd pack up all my belongings and shove it in my bag before the teacher dismissed the class. This was so I could have enough time to leave and walk home with Kita, "Another coincidence! I'm going to leave school too!"

"..." Eventually, I took a deep breath and gripped onto my bag straps that were wrapped around my shoulders tightly, building up the fury in my chest. Then studying around carefully I made sure no one was present before I took a few side-steps closer to him.

I don't know why I was such a shameless little girl back then. I have to admit that it's not very good to reminisce about my past, it hurts my dignity a lot.

But with the expression as if I was going to complete a huge quest, I confessed to him.

"I like you," I said.

Kita stared at me blankly for a second, then furrowed his eyebrows and told me, "I don't."

"..."

With that, my life advice is: do not read too much manga.

After the rejection, he blatantly left it at that and continued walking to school as if he forgot about it. I, on the other hand, felt extremely embarrassed and tried to think of what to do. My rational decision was to run off towards a different path like a coward.

Just as I was about to bolt, I nervously called out to Kita for the last time that morning, "I-I guess I'll see you later okay Kita?!"

He didn't acknowledge it since he didn't look back, but neither did I. And so we both departed ways.

Obviously, me being older now, I understand how I was unmistakably not as discreet as I presumed to be. I have been told by many friends that even an elephant wearing a shocking pink dress can do a better job at being discreet than me.

So I know now. Teenage Kita already could tell that I liked him for a very long time even before that terrible confession of mine. But oddly, he chose to not bother spilling to others regarding it, I still don't know to this day why.

As a child I was impatient, that's why I chose to confess on the actual first day of high-school. And that impatience lingered on for a while. I'm sure that this flaw caused me to be a nuisance to Kita Shinsuke; so he probably disliked that part, which is another thing I didn't think about until much later.

Later on, when I arrived at school, I experienced the worst sort of depressiveness where I felt my whole environment turn into a darkening abyss.

Outside the 1st year hallways, I examined the posters where it would tell us what class we would be assigned in.

KITA SHINSUKE: CLASS 7

Okay, that's very good!

(L/N) (Y/N): CLASS 2

That... I hate...

And so I dragged myself to Class 2 where a certain someone saw my dismal brooding.

"(L/N) why do you look like that? You look so miserable on your first day already?!" An enthusiastic voice called me out.

I gloomily averted my gaze up. It was my old friend, Taro.

Taro also went to the same middle school as me. And we became friends over the liking towards graphic novels — it was actually because of that interest of his, he wasn't very popular with the girls haha.

"...I'm not sad. I'm devastated." I sighed out in a daze.

He was eating bread, and talked with food still in his mouth, "Why?"

"Because I was put in a different class to what I think I really deserve. Don't you think the class rank system is a bit unfair?"

Taro snorted contemptuously and shook his head at my idea, "No not at all, you just want to be in the same class as Kita."

"Not so," I argued.

"Is so." He argued back with his head held higher, "(L/N), I don't know why you think this is unfair, you very much deserve it."

I glared at him in disapproval.

Then he proceeds, using the bread in his hand to gesture at me, "Whilst Kita has an IQ of at least 200, yours is way below in the negatives. So you're incredibly lucky that you weren't put in your true class. Class zero."

"Huh...? Class zero doesn't exist... What are you even saying?"

"You get to be in the same class as this intelligent guy instead!" Taro uses a spare hand to pat his chest, "Isn't that great (L/N)?!"

My face rapidly scrunched up in displeasure at those words and actions, "Uwah... Calling yourself intelligent. If you think that I have an IQ below the negatives, you will be the same as me since we're in the same class. Who do you think you are?"

"I am someone that at least has enough common sense to find someone not way out of my league, that's who I think I am."

I briefly grinned at him in annoyance and retaliated with a reply, "Go back to sit on your seat, leave me alone now."

He stifled a quiet laugh and did what I said with an effortless shrug.

I wasn't expecting to be put in class 2 to be honest. I would never expect myself in class 7 either. But I just wanted to be in the same class as Kita in hopes that we'd be deskmates for the following three years.

But as shown, that never happened.

Instead, I had to rely on my individual skills to be around him as much as I could.

I went straight to bed after last night and woke up with the worst possible headache that one could imagine. The headache was so bad in fact that I was concerned whether I had a type of brain disease and wasn't going to survive.

And the throbbing pain only attacked me once I groggily opened my eyes to see the sunshine which wasn't a good idea since I felt dizzy. So I had to cover my face with my duvets to stop any more light from stinging me.

I'm currently in pain right now, but I was quite okay when I was asleep and felt nothing. In fact, I underwent a type of sleep that was so deep, it confused my dreams towards real-life circumstances, making me rather delirious.

I opened my eyes again, reluctantly tossing around to squint at the ceiling fan, and tried hard to recall what happened yesterday.

From what I can accurately remember... I went to a goukon with Sumiko, I met some new people, I ate at least twenty dishes, I drank, I saw a handsome worker, I saw Kita with that handsome worker, I got frightened and quickly hid outside, but suddenly he was outside too(?!?!) so I was forced to talk with him for a minute before I went back inside, I drank some more and incidentally got drunk, I then remembered that he took me home because of how drunk I was......... And then, we kissed.

Oh yes, we k-i-s-s-e-d. Me and my ex-boyfriend.

And I was thinking about the kiss so much apparently I was given a dream about it too.

It was a dream akin to where I was with Kita. An altered memory of that same kiss replaying over and over again for what felt like hours on end. In that dream, we may have used a bit too much mouth work and tongue which isn't very good... Makes me feel quite abashed... Then I woke up with my cheek muscles feeling sore which additionally, isn't very good.

I rubbed my eyes sluggishly when lifting my torso from my bed to regain proper consciousness. I noticed was still wearing my work attire from yesterday, except I looked tenfold scruffier.

Did I fight someone while I was in the zone? Honestly, I'm so tired I didn't care about the context. So I'll just go back to sleep...

...Well, that's what I wanted until I heard a voice sing to me inside my head.

"If you remember... Call me."

"you remember... Call me."

"remember... Call me."

"Call me."

(GASP)

As expected from an unintentional flirt like Kita, his words woke me up.

I frantically attempted to roll out of bed but ended up falling flat on my back with a loud, painful thump. At the impact, I groaned, staggering to my feet and grabbing my phone that was on the top of my neatly folded work blazer by my chair.

Once I accomplished to scamper around like a bug, I turned it on to scroll to Kita's contact information and stared intensely at his name.

Me: "..."

No, I couldn't do it. I clicked on my friend Taro's contact information instead to procrastinate. And to my surprise, he picked up abnormally fast.

......

"Hello, good morning~!" Taro said in English appearing a bit too happy for my liking.

"Hey, it's me..." my hoarse morning voice croaked with a tired sigh at the end.

"Oh... Jesus Christ. That doesn't sound too good... What is it (L/N)? You sound a little dead." He said, "Did something happen last night?"

I nodded my head vigorously as if he could see me, but regretted when it made me feel woozy. "Yeah kinda... — wait, how did you know that something was going on last night?"

"Instagram aha. Well, Sumiko mainly."

"Eh...? Sumiko? Something must've happened with you two then." I scoffed, "Okay, tell me yours first. Go on."

"Alright, I'll be brief 'cuz I want to hear your story. But to summarise, Sumiko-chan broke up with me and she wanted to prove that she can find someone very quickly." He begins to explain, "I then checked Instagram last night to see some of the posts from the goukon you two were at."

Ah, their romance is a little confusing I should mention. This is probably the fourth time they "broke-up" this month.

To others, this might seem a bit neglective and unhealthy, but I know the most that these two care for each other strongly. Last night, I noticed that she didn't even bother flirting with any of the men. Instead, she talked with the women throughout the majority of the event.

I switched my phone from one ear to another, "So I've heard from herself that the two of you have broken up again. What's it this time? Did she get angry over something silly?" I asked, "Is that why she accepted the goukon invitation?"

"Pfft, obviously. Of course Sumiko got angry over something silly." He laughs, "But... She didn't run off like that to seriously break off with me. You know how she is. Sumiko just tried to prove me wrong in something because of how prideful she can be. Sometimes, she even has the same competitive energy as you."

I breathed out a chuckle, feeling a little more calmed down, "Impossible. I'm nothing like her when it comes to that sort of stuff. I'm not as confident."

"No way. I think you guys are definitely similar in that aspect. I've been with the two of you since high-school, I think I know the best." He affirms, and I shake my head at his claiming words, "Anyways, back to you. What's up (L/N)? Why'd you call?"

He reminded me why I wanted to call. And all of a sudden, I became remarkably hesitant. I was so hesitant actually I almost bit my tongue when opening my mouth to speak.

"Uh — Taro... You remember Kita, r-right?"

"Mhm, of course, yeah. Your ex-boyfriend, Mr. Perfect."

"Well... Me and Kita met last night..."

"Eh?! —" His tone jumps by four octaves in surprise, then deepens, "— Uh, Okay...?"

"And I wasn't really expecting him to be there..." I trailed.

Taro paused and inhaled sharply before filling words between our silent space, "(L/N), you're kind of scaring me now..."

Don't worry, I'm scaring myself too.

I swallowed the nervous saliva that built up as I struggled to speak, "And kinda...We maybe uh — kissed."

......

"WHAT?!" He loudly exclaimed. His side of the audio turned distorted and my eardrums burst.

"A-Ah yeah hahahaha..."

"LAST NIGHT?! Are you sure?! How come I didn't see him in any of the goukon posts though? Did Sumiko invite him purposely just to mess with you?! That's pure evil!! I'll scold her for you when she gets home... Wait unless... Are you guys back together then?! After three years, I thought you two would never be together ever again! But what the heck (L/N), you and Kita really kissed? What the actual fu-"

I can't do this anymore.

I hung up. His voice is quite annoying to listen to with a hangover like this. I'll let Taro try to figure out everything himself.

I scrolled through my contacts once more and attempted to call Sumiko but was immediately left on voicemail to my disappointment. So now, the only remaining person I wanted to call left was... Kita Shinsuke...

For some reason, when my finger hovered over his name it felt like I was being punished with the death penalty. And to make matters more nerve-wracking, once I clicked on his contact information, my hand was shaking whilst I raised my phone to my ear.

It took another couple of seconds, but his phone started ringing. Hearing the ring made me so scared to the point I shuddered and started pacing around my room.

......

Kita picked up and spoke first, "Hello?"

"Ah." I jolted.

Oh god, why did I make this phone call? I should have practiced what to say at the very least.

His voice stayed nonchalant, "(Y/N), what is it?"

Okay, I think I got something.

I stopped and took a whole two seconds to build up the confidence needed for the next thing I'm about to say.

Then, after a big breath, I began my rambling; "Okay Kita, listen here. I am very unhappy with you right now. You kissed me last night while I was drunk and you did it without my permission, it's not good to do that to someone in that state! Kita why? What on earth were you thinking?! Your actions were very wrong, and you need to think thoroughly about what you did, and you shouldn't do that to me again. In fact, you shouldn't do that to anyone!! Consent is very important to people, and if I was drunk you should haven't taken advantage! You're rather lucky that I am a nice person and that—"

He cuts me off, "(Y/N). Don't yell. I can hear you even if you speak normally."

I shut my mouth at his scold straight away and quietened by a significant volume, "Oh... Was I being too loud? Sorry about that... But still, you shouldn't interrupt so suddenly, I am trying to tell you something important..."

"You shouldn't be loud nonetheless, you'll feel light-headed if you have a hangover."

I was going to ramble again, but I had to stop myself when I sensed something peculiar in my environment.

Something wasn't right.

For a brief moment, I pressed my phone to my chest and silently glanced around as if trying to wait for an event to occur. When I became even more suspicious, I put my phone back to my ear, "Hold on, say something."

Kita, "Like what?"

I could hear two voices. Both unquestionably belonging to my ex-boyfriend. And to make matters worse, I also smelled something bad coming from outside my room. Hence why I hastily sped out of my room like a professional athlete.

The reason I could hear two different Kitas was because I saw him in my kitchen from the open living room. I panicked and ran straight there.

So it seemed that he really was in my apartment, therefore I wasn't experiencing complete hysteria. And he was also cooking something too (not a good sign), the phone still to his ear.

The only thing was, it smelled like pretty bad burning.

Fumes were coming out of my kitchen and I couldn't believe the fire alarm hadn't buzzed off violently by now.

I hurriedly ran inside my kitchen, my first animalistic instinct was to turn the stove off. My second animalistic instinct was to hold back this huge urge to do something to Kita. I really wanted to throw an object at him, maybe my cushion or my lamp because of what I had just witnessed.

For a man that is known to be good at everything, he doesn't seem to know a single damn thing about the kitchen, does he?

"Kita Shinsuke! What do you think you're doing?!" I exclaimed, taking the wok he grasped by the handle. I swear if I woke up any later my apartment would have fallen into a crisp.

He turned to look at me with the most innocent expression on his face, "You're up earlier than usual." He said, ignoring what he just did, "You used to sleep until 11 on weekends."

In return, I ignored his statement and stared at my precious wok, seeing charred eggs that were now an indescribable dark matter.

I was using my index finger and thumb to carefully take it off, but it was stubbornly stuck to the material... It wasn't glamorous at all.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, this guy forgot to put oil and burned everything... Ahhhhhhhhhhh I'm going to have a mental breakdown now... My wok!!! He ruined this one-of-a-kind wok I ordered from Beijing!!

I crouched down and placed my wok on the kitchen's tiled floor. Then very aggressively, I was scratching the top of my head, showing my painful distress, "Kita, why did you try and make eggs without oil? I have taught you in the past that you must put oil when making stuff like this, did I not? And I don't understand why you're in my apartment either!"

"I couldn't find your oil, so I used water." He said with a perfectly straight face.

"..."

I opened my mouth to speak, then closed it since I had nothing to say. And at this moment I felt utterly incompetent. Hence why I was sitting down on my kitchen floor, wanting to collapse and go to sleep right on this spot.

I have come to understand that I cannot understand Kita Shinsuke.

He then continued, "Last night you told me that you didn't want me to leave. That's why I'm here."

I looked up at him with a frown, "No. You're lying."

"I'm not."

"How come I don't remember that and remember everything else?"

"Maybe you were drunk." Kita shrugs and cracks a teasingly small smile, "What do you remember then?"

That question was atrocious because I knew what he was hinting at. So I had to hold my voice down even though really wanted to wail aloud, "How... drunk was I?"

"Hm. Do you really not remember anything?" he asks, crouching down to pick up the messed up wok and rose back up.

I remembered the kiss, after that everything truly was a blur, I couldn't seem to recall anything. No matter how hard I try to think back, nothing comes into my mind. Therefore I needed to check myself again.

What happened? Is there anything different about me?

I'm still wearing my work attire, however, the blazer I had on last night was not on me anymore, it's neatly folded on my chair, which Kita must have done. I'm not wearing my stockings either and my blouse was untucked too...

Oh.

That's when electricity struck me.

I stood up with great suspense, wrapping my arms around my torso protectively, "You... —You didn't do anything to me, did you? I remember this kiss, but you haven't done anything after, right...?"

Kita's brows pinch in irritation and he pushes my forehead back with his index finger where I made a sound of struggle at the action.

"(Y/N) are you dim? What is going inside that small brain of yours?"

"A-Ah! I'm just asking out of worry..." I said slouching back, finally relaxing a bit, "You don't have to speak to me like that..."

Kita puts the wok in my sink whilst I slumped, gave up, and decided to go to put some water in my kettle to make tea. When doing so, I asked him another question.

"Were you here all night then?"

"Yeah." He replied.

Why?

"You should have woken me up," I chided, "I had a spare futon you could have used."

He shook his head modestly, "Your couch is comfortable too, so I was okay."

"I see."

"But what about you, did you sleep fine?"

I took a mug out of my cupboard and exhaled a little, "I slept fine as well. My head kinda hurts, but there's medicine in the bathroom, so I'll leave to go take that and wash myself up soon."

"That's good."

There was a lot to process already, but I decided to push that away for now.

One of my main concerns however was what he said to me some moments ago.

Kita claims that I told him I didn't want him to leave, which is the reason why he stayed. And I began to question what I might have said to him exactly for him to do actually listen to that supposed request.

He was washing the wok he ruined as I was now heavily debating what to do by eyeing him every couple of seconds or so.

I felt quite conflicted. I hated to think about how Kita was utterly handsome during those stealthy glances I did.

His hair was messed up, his eyes were more doe than usual. He wasn't wearing his jacket or sweater from last night but was presently wearing his T-shirt and jeans... And we were both standing here. In my kitchen. Where I sensed no discomfort coming from his body language as mine was astonishingly rigid.

Still, despite my negative demeanor, I couldn't help but contemplate while making a cup of tea. This is where the inner-conflict comes into play.

I didn't know whether to hug him from behind like what you'd see in the movies. Or maybe secretly stand up on my tiptoes and deliver him a kiss on the cheek, or carry on watching his concentrated side profile while crying really big, salty tears.

In the end, I just called out his name, "Kita. Your tea is here."

He didn't answer verbally, but nods.

I tapped Kita's shoulder this time, "It'll get cold, drink fast."

To that, he takes a short glimpse at me then goes back to washing my traditional Chinese wok, "I'll clean this up first. It won't take long."

Hmm, perhaps he feels bad for the mess he made and is trying to make up for it.

"Okay," I said, "If it gets cold, you can just reheat. I'm going to wash up now."

He nods again in reassurance, and I give him one last glance before getting out of the kitchen to grab stuff for the bathroom.

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jisvnq · 3 years

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tag games✨

(stealing emmie’s idea *cough*)

so putting some tag games under the cut here <3 thank you for tagging me !! and please, if you want to, please continue doing it because i enjoy doing these quite a lot :3

the order is messed up though lmao sorry

get to know me tag 💕

tagged by ;; @flirtyhyuck

rules ;; tag 10 blogs you want to get to know better

name: zamantha

gender: female

height: somewhere around 5′1″? don’t think i grew much since we last measured lmao

sexuality: good question

jk idrk just yet but here’s something that i feel describes me best rn ?

favorite animal: dogs? foxes? idrk but otherwise, it’d be a dragon

current time:

cats or dogs: dogs

dream job: astronaut like anything that has something to do with music (like performing or production) or science (probably more on chemistry though cause i’m a nerd)

when i made this blog: april [something] 2019

why i made this blog: because i had ideas i wanted to share and make other people happy with these ideas as well

reason for url: my handwriting is crap so my u’s & v’s and g’s & q’s look the same + blog is about jisung so yeah

(and also to kathy, hyuck doing that tongue thing, yes)

5 random facts 💞

tagged by ;; @heart-bleeding-autism-angel, @pinkhyunie (different kind of tag, but same content hhh)

rules ;; write 5 random facts about yourself and tag some mutuals/people you’d like to get to know better !!

i recently just learnt blackpink’s stay on the guitar

i really really wanna learn misfit on the drums but we only have electric drums and my father won’t teach me how to set it up 🤧

i think wayyyy too much

i can somehow destroy anything i can get my hands on (both on purpose sabotage but more often than not, on accident 🤡)

i’m horrible at responses and replying :/

a bunch of tags 💓

just emmie’s hugeass tag that i’ll be answering cause why not

tagged by ;; @honeydh (the whole thing <3), @heart-bleeding-autism-angel (keeping up with mutuals tag)

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keeping up with mutuals tag 💗

favorite color(s): green

last song: DINOSAUR - AKMU

last movie: Your Name (haven’t actually watched anything else since then 💀💀)

last show completed: Crash Landing on You (this is the only show i managed to “finish” 💀💀💀)

currently reading: The Martian - Andy Weir

currently watching: i don’t really watch any shows

sweet, savory, or spicy: savory (i can’t take too much of any flavor, really)

craving: kwek kwek :(( also boba and maybe like pizza

tea or coffee: coffee

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5 things tag 💖

5 things you can find in my room:

19472 plushies

fuzzy blankets & fluffy pillows

a bed

a desktop computer

and a mess

(the room is literally just a bed and a computer + i share it with my siblings skhf)

5 random things about me:

i love studying about different languages and cultures of different places

i don’t really like cake 😬 (too-sweet things in general too, like candies)

but i really like those sour gummies though, they pass

i google so much random shit that i know too many things i won’t be able to use in school

i like learning, but i hate school with a burning passion

5 favorite bands:

i saw “bands” and the first thing that popped into my head was fall out boy skjd

day6

tøp

kamikazee

parokya ni edgar lol

5 favorite girl groups/soloists:

blackpink

taylor swift

bol4

hailee steinfeld

moira dela torre

5 favorite boy groups/soloists:

nct

stray kids

ed sheeran

treasure

bruno mars

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15 questions tag 💝

nicknames: zam (irl and here), z (just here), zennie, zatan (help ?!?!?), zsung

zodiac: libra

height: ^^ pocket-sized

last thing i googled: “why do ants carry dead ants” 💀

song stuck in my head: DINOSAUR - AKMU (it just sounds so good 🥺)

number of followers: 1,275 :o

amount of sleep i got: i’m hibernating (like 12 hours? idk when i slept but i just woke up)

lucky number: 18 (lucky & favorite number)

favorite song: yes

favorite instrument: by sound, violin & piano, but to play, it’s got to be the drums skjdfh

dream job: like i said, astronaut something related to either music or science

aesthetic: i’m bad at like art stuff and design help me pls hm idk maybe like rn i’m feeling stuff like stupid poses in polaroid photos, remembering something that happened like years ago with a friend and laughing about it together, playing at a playground at night, sleepovers where no one actually sleeps, late-night roadtrips, camping with friends and stargazing, just like everything nostalgic yk

favorite author: i pick up whatever book and just read tbh so i don’t really have a favorite, per se

favorite animal noise: crickets chirping (idk i just have some good memories tied to this sound it’s weird skfs)

random: as suggested by one of my timestamps, i don’t really like pizza crusts

#tagged <3 #lmao this is really long i'm sorry skjdf

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woahhiperson · 3 years

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haha brainrot ft. Me trying to list just s o m e of the trauma that angy experienced in thhe ten year trauma murder time

-trying to survive in a part of the world he knows litterally nothing about

-is rejected every time he asks for help, even when trying to get job

-chased out of multiple towns

-stuck in bad weather many times, especially in snow with no jacket

-ambushed multiple times by random people on the street who have taken what little he had been able to get

-if he asked for a job alot of people would be like ‘no ur just some stupid kid get outta here’ then people were like ‘get a job’ so uh v e r y fun

-just wanted a place to escape the bad storm, didnt care if he had to sit on the floor, then was chased out multiple times by the owner and was eventually chased into the forest, where he tripped the owner and accidently killed the owner

-accidentally murdered a bandit by swinging an axe into their head

-was starving most of the time

-got attacked alot, with no medical help after

-if he got sick he had no help hhh

-litterally only gor a job a few times and had to leave every time so he had to steal a ton of stuff even when he was still relatively innocent

-after his third accidental murder he just decided ‘well i cant stop killing people so murder time’

-this led to a l o t of trauma because... hh alot of murder

-even then he still accidently murdered a few people

-litterally couldnt make friends and like hh had one ki n d a friend but he had to leave cause accidental murder of someone else

-the few jobs he could get were like ‘attack this thing and you get s o m e money’ so very good for trauma

-got in a lot of fights, many of which he almost murdered people but didnt l u c k i l y

-litterally he didnt know what he was ever gonna do cause everything felt hopeless because by the time people mighta hired him because he wasnt young anymore, he had already lost all interacting skills so like w h a t could he do big oof

-he litterally had to survive by hurting people.. and he didnt w a n n a

So yeah big oof trauma

#death flare #i cant list it all this is barely any of it #angy bean #hhhh trauma go brr

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kumeko · 4 years

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Title: take a chance on me

A/N: For @princerazzie, for the @talessecretsanta2019! I like Zelos/Sheena a lot myself and went with a bit of an AU for them. Hope you like this!

…

Sheena stared at her physics textbook, at the carefully labeled diagrams of triangles and circles and odd-sided shapes. It was confusing, sure, but it was a comfortable confusing. She knew where she stood with physics and that was on the border of failing or passing the class.

What was more uncertain, however, was the red-head smirking at her cheekily from across the table. There were many adjectives she could and would use to describe him—lazy, flippant, skirt-chaser. Smart was never one of them and she wasn’t sure what was worse, that he was tutoring her or that somehow, somehow, she was stupider than the guy who spent all of class flirting.

Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe the teacher had swapped their papers by accident. She glanced at the textbook once more and sighed internally. No, she was definitely failing the class. Unfortunately, that meant Zelos was actually useful for once and she didn’t know what to make of that. He’d never shut up about it, that much she was certain. Every conversation carried forward would mark this day down. Considering that she’d known him since kindergarten and would probably, unfortunately, never stop knowing him, that was a lifetime of nose rubbing.

She had to make new friends.

Zelos’s smirk grew wider as he caught her eye and shit, she’d been staring too long. “What’s wrong, beautiful? Can’t look away?”

Her ears went red. It was a small miracle this was after school and no one was in the classroom right now. Or maybe that wasn’t such a good thing; it literally was just the two of them in a classroom, all alone. Sitting straight, she crossed her arms and scowled at him. “Of course not. I just…can’t believe it. How do you have the highest marks in class?”

“Hey, I’m not just beauty, I’m brains too.” Zelos winked. He curled an arm and patted his bicep. “Maybe not brawn yet, but brawny isn’t nice to look at anyways.”

“Ugghhhh,” she groaned. This was the nitwit she chose as her first and, for some reason, best friend. This was the man she was going to know for the rest of her life. No, not the rest of her life; she was never going to make it that far. Maybe even as soon as today, she was going to murder him. She’d been making progress with her juniors, with the air-headed pair of Colette and Lloyd. She didn’t need him anymore.

Maybe she could learn physics just to hide his body.

Stranger things have happened.

“Hey, don’t groan so much.” Zelos tapped on the book to get her attention again. “It’s not my fault you’re failing.”

“I’m not failing,” she snapped back, indignant. She crossed her arms defensively. “I’m just not passing.”

“That’s the same thing,” he pointed out, his expression deadpan.

He had a point. She didn’t want to admit. Sheena glared at him, before gesturing at the classroom windows. It was a surprisingly warm fall day, almost t-shirt weather, and she asked, “I thought you’d be out flirting or something on a day like this. Why’re you even here?”

“And miss the chance for some alone time with you?” His tone was light, but his expression was serious. Sheena swallowed as he looked at her. “Never.”

He was just flirting. It was like breathing to him. That’s all there was to it and Sheena tried to remember her skyrocketing heart that this meant nothing to him and even if it did, she didn’t care about it. She didn’t. Not in the least. “S-sure,” she managed, finally, her voice hitching slightly. “How many times have I heard that line before? You say it to everyone.”

Zelos studied her for a moment. Did he see right through her? And what did that even mean, if he did? He broke into an easy smile and shrugged. “Caught me there.”

Yep. That was to be expected. Sheena released the breath she didn’t know she was holding. Pushing forward the textbook, she tapped on the first problem. “Explain. The sooner we get through this, the sooner we can leave.”

“So gung-ho.” Zelos chuckled, leaning closer to the textbook to read. His long hair brushed against her fingers and she resisted the urge to jump back. How had they done this when they were kids? She felt so much more self-conscious of him these days. He read the book, his lips mouthing the problem silently, and sat back. Cocking his head, he asked, “So…you don’t get what, exactly?”

“Everything.” Sheena rolled her eyes. She’d thought it was obvious. “The whole thing. All that stuff about volts and watts and circuits and the funny diagrams. None of it makes sense.”

“I thought you were paying attention in class. You didn’t even understand one thing.” His brow furrowed and he shot her a pitying look. “I knew you were an idiot, but I underestimated how much.”

She bit back a scream. Every conversation they had left her feeling like this: mildly annoyed and frustrated. “It’s not like you’re much smarter.”

Zelos snorted derisively. “I am.”

“Ok, fine, you’re better in class, but you know what? Out there, in the streets? You wouldn’t last a minute,” Sheena growled, her hands curling on the desk. Her nails dug into the wood, as though she could transmit her irritation into the furniture.

Now Zelos looked at her sadly. Reaching out, he tenderly covered her hand, his touch light. “I’m also better there too, honey.”

She yanked her hand away, her skin burning. His touch was seared onto her skin and she could still feel his fingers brushing against her wrist. Flushing a bright red, she leaned forward and yanked on his tie, forcing him to her eye level. “Just. Teach. Me. Already.”

Now that she was this close to him, she could see that his eyes weren’t quite as light blue as she thought. There were flecks of dark blue, a more haunting colour, and with his eyes as wide as they were now, they were impossible to miss. No, that wasn’t why, it was because she was so damn close. She hadn’t realized just how much she’d leaned forward. Their noses were almost bumping and she could feel his breath on her lips. There was a slight blush on his cheeks and she felt irrationally proud of that, of getting him to turn red instead of her for once.

But he was close, too close, and Sheena felt a familiar flush colour her face too. Her grip on his tie loosened and she swallowed. “I…”

His lips moved and she was aware of it, so keenly aware of it. “You…”

She had to back away. This was a danger zone, the area she didn’t thread with him no matter how many years they knew each other. No, maybe it was precisely because of how many years they knew each other—she didn’t want to be his next conquest, his next short-term fling.

But he was close, too close, and when he moved forward, closing the gap, all she could do was close her eyes as she forgot how to breath. As his lips crushed hers. As his hands threaded through her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. The desk pressed against her stomach and his chair scrapped as he tried to get nearer. His hair was softer than she’d thought, she realized idly as she gripped his head back. Her body seemed to have a will of its own, knowing just what to do, where to move.

Finally, running out of breath, he let go, and she sank back into her seat. Her breathing was shallow, rapid, and she stared at him with wide eyes. At least he looked like she did; she didn’t know if she could handle being smirked at right now. She watched as he raised a hand to his lips, as he stared from his finger to her, and then back again.

“This isn’t a dream, is it?” he asked finally.

“A nightmare, more like,” she managed, closing her eyes. “This was a mistake.”

“A mistake?” he repeated, and she could hear the undisguised hurt in his voice. “You didn’t want it?”

“Of course I—” She cut herself off before she could say anything else. Cracking an eye open, she froze at the frown on his face, the way his shoulders slumped, at how small he looked at her words. Sometimes, she forgot he had a heart.

Sometimes, she forgot that he did actually care about things. About people. About her. For all of their headbutting, he was one of her closest friends and she never knew what that said about her.

“I didn’t mean it that way.” Sheena sighed, pinching her nose. Some honesty couldn’t hurt. Just a little, at least. “I…it was nice…and I…” Oh god, no, she was wrong, honesty could hurt. The words were like taffy in her mouth and she forced them out. “I liked it.”

Zelos was caught entirely off-guard and his mouth fell open. “Hhh?” he managed unintelligibly.

Sheena shook her head. “I’m not repeating that.”

It was too late. She should have known better than to give him even the smallest indication that she maybe-kinda liked his attention. Zelos bounced back to his usual level of enthusiasm and leaned forward onto the desk. Resting his chin on his hands, he smirked at her. “You liked it.”

“I…” She couldn’t even tell him to not put words in her mouth, those were the very words and phrasing that she’d said it. Sheena clicked her tongue, sitting back as far as she could in her chair. With a frown, she added, “But that doesn’t make it any less of a mistake.”

“How so?” he asked and maybe he didn’t understand what mistake meant, because his smirk was only growing bigger with every second.

“How is it not?” she growled back, trying not to gesture with her hands because when she did, she’d lean closer, and if she did, they were definitely going to kiss again.

She just knew it.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself. “You know how you are with girls. I know how you are with girls. We both know this is going nowhere. All this did was make our friendship awkward.”

Zelos stared at her unblinking. “Hmmm,” he hummed, considering it all. She felt her cheeks redden again at the attention; the way he studied her did dangerous things to her heart. “Right. I see.” He sat up now. “But what if that isn’t what happened.”

“What?” Sheena looked at him owlishly.

“What if I don’t act like I do normally?” he said slowly, each word deliberate. “I told you before, I’m serious about you.”

“That was teasing,” she managed to reply, falling back to her old defenses.

“It wasn’t. It never was.” He held out a hand, palm up. “I’m serious about you. I always have been.”

And for once, she had to admit the honesty of his words. There was no teasing lit, no flowery words. She can’t remember the last time she saw him like this, so earnest, so open. Never, really. No, that’s not quite right—he’d always been a little vulnerable with her, a little open. Not quite the player he always pretended to be.

Sheena stared at his open hand, at his hopeful eyes, and swallowed. “You’re not kidding.”

“I’m not,” he repeated.

This was a mistake. Sheena was ninety-percent certain about that—she’d known Zelos for years. She knew his moves, what he did, how he left girls.

She took his hand anyways.

Zelos broke into a wide smile and she stared, transfixed. Even if it was a mistake, it was too late. They were always heading here, she’d just been too stubborn to admit it.

#tales of symphonia #zelos wilder #sheena fujibayashi #sheena x zelos #zelos x sheena #fanfic #i love these two #they just banter so well with one another

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Hi scribs! Can you do some headcanons for bakugo, kirishima, todoroki and shinsou and how they and their s/o would react to them (the boys) being turned into the adult version of themselves and what they'd do during that time. Thank you, PLUS ULTRA!! -🐼

Heya pando! Yeah sure this sounds pretty funny to write out lol. Thanks for the request!

Bakugou-

🧡- how the hell did he get hit with a low life street villans quirk?! This is Bakugou katsuki!!!

🧡- well, at least he feels normal. No weird symptoms or anything so maybe the villans quirk is just that pathetic.

🧡- "tch. You're going to pa-" hearing his own voice in his ears was a bit odd. It sounded deeper and a bit more gruff.

🧡- looking down at his hands, they looked wider and more firm. Looking down to his legs they a bit more full and noticable taller.

🧡- "katsu.." your voice flooded his ears as he looked back at you. "You're an adult.."

🧡- "WHAT THE HELL?!?!" What in the ever loving fresh hell was this stupid quirk?! With all the commotion the villan had managed to slip away and katsuki was beyond furious.

🧡- "THIS QUIRK BETTER WEAR OFF FAST OR FUCKING ELSE" "bakugou calm down it should wear off soon" "IT BETTER"

Kirishima-

❤- it was going to be you that got hit by the quirk really. Some middle school students were visiting ua and they were showing 1a their powers. One of the kids loosing control and- "s/o watch out!"

❤- "eijirou are you oka-hhh" look you couldn't help but gawk. Kirishima looked so much more full and muscular. His hair grew in length but still maintained its spike, and his features were just much more grown.

❤- "did anyone get the number of the bus that hit me? Ugh" holy hell his voice sounded deeper too.

❤- the kid having done some explaining, his quirk made people age forward a few years. Kirishima must have been 20-21 right now.

❤- boy were you looking forward to the future. Just seeing him now is like getting a sneak peak for what life has in stored and you had no complaints.

❤- "im not an adult forever right? I kinda want to enjoy being a teen?" "No sir. My quirk only lasts about an hour."

❤- well of course kirishima is going to do stupid stuff an an adult, testing his enhanced abilities and such. He's more excited than he should be, "I'm so manly as an adult right s/o?" "Mmmhm~."

Todoroki-

❤- shoto is,,,,confused at the most. Slightly concerned but most likely confused.

💙- it was odd. How did a person with an age enhancer quirk get into a fighting competition like this?

❤- his father had signed him up for a quirk battle program. Sorta like the sports festival in a way to just battle with others to improve.

💙- so when he got changed into an adult he was highly confused. That isn't really a power quirk and not suited for this type off event.

❤- "you're not going to be much of a challenge then." With his age enhanced, his powers have also grown twice fold so the round was over with quickly.

💙- being sidelined until the quirk wears off to maintained fairness, you were by his side inspecting his newly grown form.

❤- "s/o you're staring.", "uh- well yeah I'm gonna stare!! You're an adult!!", "im aware."

Shinsou-

💜- "what the-?" Oh he noticed right away the change in age. He didn't really process it fully though.

💜- some other students were rough housing in the cafeteria near him and he accidentally got hit by one of their quirks.

💜- shinsou would instantly make them pay- "what the hell is your problem?!" "We're so sorr-"

💜- giving a dark smirk when they answered, he controlled their bodies making them flop around and hit themselves over and over, "oh you should be sorry"

💜- "shinsou stop it!! Look it was an accident come on settle down." Hearing your voice made him loose concentration and the two students scurried away.

💜- now he finally realized what really happened. He had been turned into an adult, his features were full and grown now. His body a bit more toned and his chin had the slightest bit of stubble.

💜- "so this..uhh wears off right? I mean that i mind you dont like bad-" "so you like what you see?"

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woerended · 4 years

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@dadadaemons also delivers the cursed content

"Don't get the wrong idea, okay?" Yuna sniffs, indignant. Her hand moves clumsily along his shaft, smearing precum. "It's not like I'm impressed. All weenies are weird!" Yet there's something earnest, almost soft, about the way she toys with his length. It's clear she's curious about his body, the way it reacts to her touch. She tucks her hair behind her ears and leans in. "You can touch me after, or whatever." Her face matches the pink of her nipples. Her tongue laps experimentally at his head.

How did they get here? He still asks himself that, sometimes. What had been a fairly normal friendship really had taken a turn for the anime levels of strange since he walked in on her by accident that one time, and they had just kept? Escalating? There’s something that almost still doesn’t feel real about this, like it’s all a huge dedication to one unspoken but ongoing running gag between the two of them.

But no, that’s not actually the case. Because who in their right mind would do something as stupid as that? He’s afraid that they, despite being nowhere near their right minds, are simply just this awkward naturally. The scariest prospect of all.

“Oh, could your phrasing possibly be any weirder--?” Weenie, really? There’s almost something shameful about the fact that he still maintains an erection after she says that. Feels a little depraved, like he’d lost decency somewhere in the tide. This internal monologue doesn’t last long though, his protestations of tone are cut dramatically short by the feeling of her tentative tongue. A shiver runs along his spine, visibly crumples him as he places a steadied, but harried, hand against his mouth.

“H--hhh...t-that’s...” It had only been two seconds and already, he’s starting to wonder if they should really space both events like she implied. Hand even naturally settles on her hip, which really embarrasses him when he realizes he’s unconsciously gripped just a light bit.

#dadadaemons #↻ combat baby / MAIN VERSE .#ns4w //#↻ asks .

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NaLu Week: Day Six, Sensation

I was originally going to do this entire prompt at Gajeel and Levy’s place but that kind of went nowhere, and this evolved into this... and it is so much better.

On their way home from Gajeel and Levy’s place Lucy was practically skipping. Levy was only three weeks out from her due date, and Lucy and Natsu had gone over to help set up the crib and organize baby clothes. “Can you believe it?!” Lucy gasped as they walked along the river. “I get to be the godmother of that sweet little one!!! I can’t wait to meet them! I wonder if they’ll be a boy or a girl. I wonder what they’ll be like!” She did a little dance and Natsu laughed, reaching out to take her hand and spin her around.

“You’ll be great!” He said. Lucy beamed, perfectly moving into the dance and spinning into Natsu’s arms. Leaning against his chest she sighed.

“It’s so nice not to worry about our own future for a little bit. Even after Cana’s reading and Carla’s vision.”

“You still think that’s about us?” Natsu frowned. Lucy could see his expression change quickly from relaxed to worried.

“I don’t know,” she said. People were moving past them; the river was flowing slowly beside them. A breeze brushed through Natsu’s hair. Lucy sighed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “What are you thinking?”

“How much are you willing to pay to get me to tell?” Natsu grinned.

“Really?” Lucy groaned, “A bribe? Fine…. Maybe this will change your mind.” She leaned in with a wicked grin and peppered torturously slow and soft kisses across Natsu’s jaw, finally landing on his lips. After a fevered moment she broke away, whispering, “Penny for your thoughts?”

“If that’s what you call a penny, Lucy, you’re in,” Natsu said, giving her a wide grin, and then leaning in to steal another kiss.

“Ah, ah… Thoughts first,” Lucy smiled. Natsu paused, looking over her thoughtfully.

“I was just thinking…” He hesitated, “Do you remember the Winter Celebration, the one where we got into a big snowball fight and I accidently bit your lip while we kissed?”

“That was a long time ago, but yeah.”

“I said something pretty stupid back then. I mean… it was stupid because, really, I should have followed it with something else.” Lucy looked up at her boyfriend quizzically. What in the world is he going on about? She couldn’t remember Natsu saying anything especially stupid during that Winter celebration. She did recall that he had pulverized Gray with an enormous snowball, screaming something about making him bite Lucy’s lip. That had been a good day, even though the ice mage had a pretty good response lined up after that first attack. Snowball fights with Gray weren’t exactly on the top of the list of best ideas they had ever had. “Don’t you remember what we promised? Before the snowball fight… while we were dancing?” Natsu frowned.

“Wasn’t it… about staying together?” She frowned. She could hardly recall. It seemed important to him. What kind of dolt was she for forgetting?

“Yeah,” he smiled, and Lucy watched as his cheeks turned pink. “I told you that I loved you. And anyone who gets in the way of that is going to regret it.” Lucy scratched the back of her head,

“Ah… Natsu? That’s alright, we’re strong enough to get through anything…”

“That’s not it,” Natsu sighed, “What I said back then was that I wanted to always be with you. I wanted things to always stay the same.”

“Oh, right! I remember. I said that was fine with me.”

“Yeah,” Natsu was blushing again, his arms still wrapped around her waist. “But…”

“But?” Lucy frowned, all sorts of half-thought explanations were running through her mind. But what?! Natsu Dragneel wants change?! What kind of change? But! Is he going to break up with me? Does he not love me anymore?

“L-Lucy?” Natsu held onto her shoulders, “Are you alright? You’re shaking?”

“I… I love you, Natsu!” She whispered, and it brought a smile to his worried face.

“I love you too,” he said, “But, listen, I was thinking at Gajeel and Levy’s place. We should get married.”

“But, Natsu, I… wait. What?” Lucy froze, staring at her boyfriend, who was beaming.

“It’s the best idea I’ve ever had! Think about it! We could sell your house—”

“hhh…. I like my house…”

“—we could share groceries, everyone would have to stop teasing us because we’d be married, and then people would stop asking when I’m going to propose.”

“People ask you that?!”

“But, I saved the best for last,” Natsu said matter-of-factly, “I’d finally get to call you, my wife.” Lucy’s knees buckled, and she had to grip Natsu’s shoulders to keep from collapsing. She couldn’t tell if it was from shock, or the way Natsu had just called her that…

“W-Why this all of the sudden?!” Lucy gasped. She had imagined so many things about their future. She had imagined them getting married—her walking down the aisle towards him. She had imagined being married, in one house together. She had imagined breaking alarm clocks just to stay in each other’s arms for only a moment longer. She had imagined having children. Their sons and daughters would be a force to be reckoned with. The would be perfect in every way. But she had never thought once about proposals. Was this really how Natsu was going to propose to her? Well, it was perfectly Natsu—that was for sure.

Natsu had obviously not been expecting that question, “I just… I mean… I just said,” he paused, glancing over her expression, “Lucy, I’m sorry… that was all… I thought…”

Married to Natsu… She wrapped her arms around his shoulders again. “Natsu Dragneel,” she began, leaning in close, “Are you asking me to become a Mrs.?” Natsu’s cheeks turned bright red again.

“Yeah, I guess I am,” he grinned. This wasn’t exactly the fairytale proposal she had dreamed of as a little girl, but now she was in love. And reality was so much better than those daydreams. She threw her hands up in the air with a shriek.

“Yes! I’ll marry you!” And then practically knocked him over as she fell into his arms, pressing her lips to his.

“Whh… Really?!” Natsu gasped. “You will?!”

“Yes!” Lucy said, almost jumping up and down, “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Ahh! Lucy!” Natsu laughed, spinning her around. “You’re the best! Can you believe it?! We’re getting married!!!”

“We’re getting married!” Lucy sighed, “Oh just wait until we tell everyone!”

“…” Natsu had suddenly grown quiet.

“What’s wrong?” Lucy whispered.

“I knew I was forgetting something,” Natsu said, an aura of anger seemed to surround him.

“Forgetting…?”

“This is all wrong!” Natsu gasped, “I forgot to get a ring! AHHH!”

“I r-really don’t need a ring,” Lucy said, taking a step back and waving her hands nervously. “It’s alright.”

“No! It has to be perfect! I have to find Happy. We’ll grab our savings—” He was on his way when he quickly spun around again, “Lucy! Stay right here! I’ll be right back.”

“I’m not waiting here for hours, Natsu. I’ll be back home, okay?”

“Fine! I have to find Happy. HAPPYYY!”

“He’s probably at the guild,” Lucy rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile as she watched her boyfriend… no… fiancé make his way down the street in a panic.

“Lucy!” Though she had been waiting for Natsu, her door was later broken down by Erza, who looked panicked. “There’s trouble! We need your help !”

“Erza!” Lucy jumped where she was sitting in her pajamas reading a book. “Is it the guild? Who’s in trouble?! Lead the way!” Lucy tossed the book aside, and stood slipping her feet into sandals. Erza paused.

“You’re going to wear that?”

“You said there was trouble and now you want me to change?!”

“I… uh… you should change,” Erza shrugged. “Who knows how long we’ll be out… fighting… trouble. Just… uh…”

“Fine. I’m changing!” Lucy sighed, exasperated. She was gone a few moments, changing quickly into her favorite casual dress, and then she followed Erza out the front door. “Um, Erza, is there anything you can tell me about what’s going on?”

“Uhh…” Erza looked back at her for a moment. “N-no! We have to hurry!” And then she took off at a run.

“H-hey! I can’t run as fast as you!” Lucy gasped. Augh. What in the world is going on? “Where are we going?!”

“Outside of town,” Erza said, “On the coast!” The coast?

“W-wait, Erza! Natsu’s out… uh… shopping. What about him—”

“Stop asking questions, Lucy,” Erza snapped. Lucy was bewildered, but she shut her mouth and followed Erza outside Magnolia to a familiar beach. As they approached the sun was setting—casting the sky in colors of autumn: gold, red, and orange. Lucy could see a crowd of people, blocking her view of the water, and as they drew closer she could see that it was the entire guild, gathered around on the beach.

“Everyone!” Erza gasped as she dashed up to the edge of the crowd. Everyone turned, and when they saw Lucy, they all wore grins and shouted,

“Lucy!!!”

“W-what in the world-?” Lucy could barely get a word out as the crowd of guild members—her family—parted, and Natsu was revealed in the middle of their party, framed by the sunset. He smiled, tilting his head a little.

“Lucy.” She felt like she was frozen. Tears formed as she realized what was going on. Wendy hopped out of the crowd and pushed Lucy across the sand until she was only a foot away from Natsu. Everyone was holding their breaths, but Lucy felt like she and Natsu were all alone, with the sea roaring behind them and the colors of the sky reflecting in their eyes.

Natsu dropped to his knee, pulling out a little velvet box. “Lucy Heartfilia…” he whispered. Lucy felt a tear roll down her cheek, and she couldn’t stop smiling. Natsu was beaming as he carefully opened the box. Everyone took a step closer to see the shine inside. It was a gold ring, with three winding bands—like vines—and at the center were three diamonds: two small ones on either side of a slightly larger one. “Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

Lucy choked on a sob, and nodded, tears dancing off her cheeks, “Y-yes! Yes!” The onlookers burst into cheers as Lucy fell to her knees and pulled Natsu into her arms. “I love you, Natsu Dragneel!” She sobbed. He laughed, pulling away only to kiss her once, twice, three times.

“The ring, Natsu! The ring!” Happy squealed. Natsu pulled away again, taking Lucy’s left hand.

“I love you too,” Natsu whispered, slipping the ring onto her finger.

“Perfect fit,” Lucy whispered, as Natsu wiped away her tears with his thumbs. His cheeks turned red,

“Ah… the girls… helped me out with that one,” he shrugged, gesturing to Levy, Mirajane, Erza, Wendy, and Juvia.

“Congratulations, you two!!!” Levy cried.

“AYE!” Happy was wiping away his own tears.

“Married, huh?” Gray looked over at Juvia, who blushed. “Not a bad idea.”

Natsu kissed Lucy’s hand, “How’s it feel to be my fiancée?”

“Good,” Lucy whispered, “Pretty good.”

Did he do all this? She felt tears clinging to her eyelashes. I love you, Natsu. I’m so glad I’ll get to call you mine. She glanced around at everyone cheering them on, at the setting sun, and at the lapping waves of the ocean. She got her fairytale proposal after all.

#nalu week #naluweek #nalu #natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #natsu x lucy #fairy tail #fairytail #gajeel redfox #levy mcgarden #gajevy #erza scarlet #wendy marvell #juvia lockser #gray fullbuster #implied #gruvia #my fic #iwritefanfictiontoprocrastinate

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