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sparkles-and-trash · 3 years

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Meet Class 3-A pt. 1

notes: part of the upheaval au, because this is an au certain canon facts will not be the same in this universe, including, but not limited to: ages, relationships, backstories, motivations and sexual orientations. This may also change as the story progress, like relationships and such. Please refrain from attacking me over what is canon and not, this does not follow canon.

D E K U

Name: Izuku Midoriya, Deku

Age: 18

Allegiance: The UA, All Might, Aizawa

Quirk: One For All

Orientation: bisexual

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: positive, loyal, hard working, brave

Weaknesses: self-doubt, sets extremely high expectations for himself, sees the best in people who don’t always deserve it

S H O U T O

Name: Shoto Todoroki

Age: 19

Allegiance: The UA, his classmates and friends

Quirk: Half-Cold Half-Hot

Orientation: gay

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: brave, calm in crisis, selfless, loyal

Weaknesses: has a hard time following social cues, willing to self-sacrifice at close to nothing

B A K U G O

Name: Katsuki Bakugo

Age: 18

Allegiance: Himself (his friends, family and classmates)

Quirk: Explosion

Orientation: angry (gay demisexual)

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: very strong, high endurance, brave, confrontational

Weaknesses: headstrong, stubborn, acts before thinking

U R A R A K A

Name: Ochaco Uraraka

Age: 19

Allegiance: The UA, her friends and classmates

Quirk: Zero Gravity

Orientation: bisexual

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: brave, positive, high endurance, selfless, loyal

Weaknesses: runs on emotions, acts before thinking, sees the best in people who don’t always deserve it

S H I N S O

Name: Hitoshi Shinso

Age: 19

Allegiance: The UA, Aizawa, his classmates and friends

Quirk: Brainwashing

Orientation: gay

Relationship Status: in a relationship with Denki Kaminari

Strengths: high intellect, independent fighting style, great control of his quirk

Weaknesses: issues with trusting teammates, works best alone, needs a nap (a million naps)

D E N K I

Name: Denki Kaminari

Age: 18

Allegiance: The UA, his friends and classmates

Quirk: Electrification

Orientation: bisexual

Relationship Status: in a relationship with Hitoshi Shinso

Strengths: positive, brave, powerful quirk, loyal

Weaknesses: the quirk setbacks, would die for his friends and bf without hesitation (usually a good thing, but will do it too soon in battle), easily distracted

K I R I S H I M A

Name: Eijiro Kirishima

Age: 19

Allegiance: The UA, his friends and classmates

Quirk: Hardening

Orientation: bisexual

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: strong and smart in combat, very good moral compass, loyal

T S U

Name: Tsuyu Asui

Age: 18

Allegiance: The UA, her friends and classmates

Quirk: Frog

Orientation: unknown

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: extremely clever, supportive, great team player

Weaknesses: not much brute force, self doubt

M I N A

Name: Mina Ashido

Age: 19

Allegiance: The UA, her friends and classmates

Quirk: Acid

Orientation: bisexual

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: high endurance supportive, team player, great control of her quirk, loyal

Weaknesses: less tactical, acts before she thinks at times,

T O K O Y A M I

Name: Fumikage Tokoyami

Age: 19

Allegiance: The UA, his friends and classmates, Hawks

Quirk: Dark Shadow

Orientation: demiromantic, demisexual

Relationship Status: single

Strengths: team player, powerful quirk, clever, loyal

Weaknesses: issues with control over quirk, emotional in battle

S E R O

name: Sero Hanta

age: 19

allegiance: The UA, his friends and classmates

quirk: tape

orientation: bisexual

relationship status: single

strengths: creative, finds solutions where others only sees problems, loyal and supportive, great quirk control

weaknesses: lacks brute strength, runs on emotions at times

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descendantofthesparrow · 3 years

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Regained Passion -Harry Hook x reader - part 1 - The dance studio

-canon deviant, after D2; Ben invites more vks over, including Harry and Gil-

Harry huffed in frustration as he forced himself to walk to the dance studio building, FG had made the newest set of VKs go to counselors and his had decided he needed something to burn off his energy, but it couldn’t be sword fighting or tourney as it ‘amplified his violent tendencies’ and he needed ‘a calm environment that tempered him’

“Dumb counselor, dumb FG, dumb dance class” he muttered to himself, shrugging the duffel back on his shoulder to sit correctly as it slid from its spot slightly. The studio was just off campus, being connected to a huge auditorium that had a large stage for their dancers to…well dance.

He stopped in front of the building, grimacing up at the sign that hung off the front of the building “Esmerelda's dance hall” he read, sighing he looked back down at his clothes.

Evie had signed herself up to make some new clothes for him to dance in, and at the moment he was in a flowy white t-shirt, slightly baggy black sweatpants, and wearing his new converse. (he had a feeling he would have to change out of them though) “Let's get this over with” he muttered, walking up the steps and into the building.

He stepped through the doors and looked around, to the left was a reception desk, at least that’s what it looked like, and to the right was a café looking room, with vending machines and a mini kitchen. “Hello! Welcome to Esmerelda's dance hall! Are you a new student?” Harry turned back to look at the desk, now a middle-aged blonde woman sat in the chair behind it, a kind smile on her face.

“I guess” Harry muttered, walking up to the desk and handing her the paper the consular had given him to give to ‘Ms. Smith’ and the woman behind the desks nameplate read ‘Mira Smith’ so he guessed she was the person who he had to give the paper too. “I was told ta give this ta yeh” Mira nodded and took the paper, humming to herself and typing on her computer.

“Yep, got you right here, Harry Hook. You’ll be starting out in the beginners class for teens since we assumed you had no prior dance experience” Harry quirked his brow. He had dance experience just…not the type they did in this school probably. “The school is paying for your classes so you won't have to worry about any payments, follow me!” Mira stood and walked out from behind the desk, leading Harry down the long hallway of doors, each having a number and letter on the wood.

“Your classes, for now, will take place in D-A, with Mr. Bert. Hes our beginner teacher, all our students love him, they say he makes everything very fun and entertaining” Harry didn’t respond, looking at the walls and through the small windows to the rooms. “Well, here you are! Have fun Harry” Mira opened the door and gestured inside, where a good group of teens his age stood, all getting ready for the class. Some were stretching while others just talked to their friends.

Harry stepped through the door, pressing his lips together as some of the teens turned to look at him, brows raising bit. He could recognize some of them from Auradon prep. Harry held down a flinch as a hand clamped on his shoulder “You must be Harry, eh?!” Harry turned to look, seeing a kind-looking man with black hair and blue eyes, a smile on his face.

Harry wasn’t one to trust someone as soon as he saw them but this man just had odd energy that Harry felt like he could trust. Harry felt himself relax and nodded to the man, who held out his hand to Harry. “I’m Bert!” Bert had an odd Boston accent, which again, made Harry feel oddly safe. Harry shook his hand, yelping quietly as Burt pulled him into the group of teens “Now, grab a pair of those black ballet shoes, don’t worry they’re new and ya get ta keep ‘em, and get em all tied up on ya’, and the same ta’ the rest of ya’! get all ready and stretch!” Bert released Harry's hand and walked around the room, helping some of the younger teens stretch and put their shoes on.

Harry looked for his size in the shoes and found one pair left ‘how convenient’ he thought, grabbing the pair and moving over to the wall that had only one other teen sitting against it. He took off his bag and slid down the wall, taking off his converse and replacing it with the ballet shoes.

As Harry got his shoes changed, Bert announced to the new students that had also joined that day; that beginner classes were only an hour-long, and there was no lesson plan, for now, it was learning basics and just having fun with dance. He also said he would teach them to dance along to a song called ‘step in time’. But first, stretching.

Harry mindlessly followed along with the instruction; Harry didn’t want to be here in the first place so he didn’t really feel like trying. “uh, Harry?” Harry looked up, seeing Bert staring wide-eyed at him “have ya ever had any previous dance experience? Gymnastics even?” Harry shook his head, not knowing why Bert was asking “You’re about a half-foot away from a full side split” Harry looked down, raising his brows in slight shock.

It was true, Harry's legs were almost horizontal from his hips “well would yeh look at tha’” Harry muttered, leaning forward a bit, hearing some of the girls of the class gasp in slight jealously.

“How the heck is he doing that! I've been doing gymnastics since I was two and I can't even do that!” a black girl with Bantu knots whispered to her friend, who started starry-eyed at Harry.

“I know… it’s kinda hot” the friend whispered back, laughing slightly as the first girl gently tugged at her hair “I’m sorry it is!” the first girl smirked and smacked the second's thigh.

“You are such a simp” she chortled turning her attention back to Bert and Harry, to which Bert was testing Harry's flexibility, to Harry's slight embarrassment.

“Do you feel any pain like that?” Harry looked down at his almost full side spit and shook his head, he didn’t even realize he had done it. “Could you try to do a full one?” Harry stared at Bert for a moment then shrugged, spreading his legs further and now sitting in a full side split “Well butter my britches” Bert laughed, rubbing his head “and they told me ya were a full on beginner!”

Harry sniffed and moved his legs back into a normal position, now sitting cross-legged as Bert patted his head and went back to stand in the front of the group, clapping his hands to gain his attention “Alright! Now let's start with the basics!”

If Harry had been taking the class willingly? He would have enjoyed it wholeheartedly because Mira was right; Bert did make the class very fun. But due to Harry being forced to take the class, he had hated every second. Bert had seemed to realize Harry wasn’t into it and left harry alone most of the time, but he still checked on him during the hour of class.

“Remember to grab the schedule on your way out! Class is same time same place tomorrow! Have a good day!” Harry finished tying up his shoes and stood, shuffling his new dance shoes into his bag, and made his way out of the class, giving a halfhearted finger wave to Bert as he walked out.

He walked behind his class, not wanting to mingle with any of them. He stopped, looking to his right as he noticed an open door. He blinked in slight surprise, inside was a whole group, much more experienced than his class, practicing what seemed to be ballet, the girls wearing shoes that allowed them to stand on their toes.

His eyes locked onto a particular girl, wearing a light blue leotard and an even lighter blue sheer skirt that almost looked silver. Her skirt flared as she performed a set of spins, her head almost sticking to one spot as she did.

Harry had never seen ballet before, at least in person, so he stood slightly mesmerized as she danced, she stopped her spin and moved gradually on her toes, moving about the room in a way that Harry could only describe as ‘flowing water’. The girl turned once more, bright (e/c) eyes locking with his.

Harry felt his breath hitch as a sudden rush of butterflies erupted in his gut, flying about his body and filling his mind. ‘wha-‘ Harry mentally stuttered, taking a step back from the class as he felt his face heat up. The girl still had her eyes on him, but they were filled with slight confusion and interest. ‘I-I I have to go’ Harry turned and ran for the exit, not noticing the girl's classmates walk over to the door and look after him, some of them giggling to themselves.

“Oh he’s pretty!” “Think he’s a new student?”

“Oh def, did you see his outfit!? Besides, I heard that Mr. Bert got a new student today from Auradon prep, I think that was him”

“(y/n), do you recognize him?” Anita Beaucop turned to you from the door, she wasn’t from Auradon prep so she couldn’t have known who Harry was.

“Yes,” you mumbled, resting against one of the beams against the wall. “Harry Hook, one of the new villain kids, Chad calls him a filthy pirate” Anita rolled her eyes and sauntered over to you, grabbing a water bottle from her bag and cracking it open.

“Well,” Anita huffed, her French accent strong as usual “your brother is an asshole, both of us know not to trust him, if Chad doesn’t like Harry, then you should make friends, piss him off and all that” you giggled at that, covering your mouth as Emma, another one of your class friends who didn’t go to Auradon prep, leaned into your space, her eyes drifting back toward the door.

“Do you know If Harry's single?” she purred, her smirk dropping as you shrugged.

“I don’t know, he hangs around Uma a lot, and from what I see he seems really into her” Emma pouted, and crossed her arms.

“I got no shot with that hunk then, Uma’s hot as fuck.” the entire room agreed, including Javis and Saki in the corner of the room, who were both very much into men. “See, even Javis agrees!”

“Just because I don’t like anything on the menu doesn’t mean I can’t apricate it” Javis snorted, downing a granola bar as he did a small stretch session. You snorted and rolled your eyes, fixing your skirt and getting back into the starting position as Esmerelda looked back up from her cd player.

“Okay! Let's run it from the top again! Last round ladies! Then we can all go home and relax” As the gentle music began to play and you started to dance, you couldn’t help but think about the striking ocean blue eyes that sent a spark through your soul.

-end of part 1-

Part one of a new series, not gonna be a long one, maybe 5 parts at least-most…dunno which it's gonna be but, yeah! If you couldn’t guess, (y/n) is Chad's sister (fraternal twin but since its x reader you look like you and not automatically a female version of Chad) and isn’t like him, takes more after her mom n stuff. And yeah we got some simps in (y/n)s class lol.

Hope you enjoyed and will enjoy the next parts (to which I have no clue where this fic is actually gonna go I had a beginning and ending part to it and that was all lol, so lets see how this turns out)

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mydisasteracademia · 3 years

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SFW Alphabet: Enji Todoroki

Before you start, I know, I know. For this one, I’m pretending that he and Rei are divorced (which is frankly what they need and deserve), and he’s the Number One. Please don’t yell at me about how much he doesn’t deserve anything nice.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Enji is very awkward with his affection, especially to you. Quick little hugs, head pats, maybe even a pat on the shoulder. He’s trying not to be overbearing, but he hasn’t even dated before (his engagement to Rei doesn’t count), and he hasn’t shown romantic affection since his first two children were born.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

More willing to be around you, less likely to get annoyed at your antics. You likely became friends after you recognized him on the street and asked for an autograph for a family member, he accidentally broke your only pen, and you just met for coffee to start over.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

When you’re alone together and you sidle up to him, he enjoys cuddling. You’re so small in comparison that he just enjoys curling up to you, but only if you initiate. He doesn’t want to overstep in his first relationship as a single man again.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He can cook and clean well enough. Even though I imagine him with hired help up until he’s divorced, he knows how to function by himself, especially now that the kids are gone. He’s afraid of settling down again, just because his past still haunts him too much.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Oh, it would kill him to do it. But maybe he’d get too paranoid if you being targeted just to get to him, and he’d sit you down and discuss breaking up for now. He’s not out to break your heart; he wants his loved ones safe. He spends a lot of time avoiding his feelings in the days and weeks following.

F = Fiancé(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Very afraid of commitment again. After the disaster that was his first marriage, even the thought of having children is enough to have him run for the hills. It takes a lot of time and healing for him to even consider marrying someone.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He tried to be gentle with you, but sometimes his brash personality can seep out. He feels awful every time it happens and tries to make it up to you, but for the most part, he’s been successful at being careful. His touches are light, as if you were made of glass.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He appreciates hugs from certain people. He enjoys when his daughter hugs him, and it makes his day when Shouto hugs him. He doesn’t initiate them with you, waiting for you to make a move. As soon as you hug him, though, his arms are wrapping around you like a big, warm, muscley blanket.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It happens during a villain attack in your first year of friendship, when he realizes he’s both in love with and terrified of losing you. As soon as you’re safe he’s hugging you tight, saying “Don’t scare me like that, I love you”.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He can get jealous easily, especially when you’re around people like Toshinori. He knows you can do so much better than him, and some part of him wants to let you go free, but then he realizes he doesn’t want you to leave.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are shy, yet passionate, and he often goes for your forehead. He likes it when you kiss his face, especially when you tenderly kiss his scar.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He’s, admittedly, not as good around children. Not unless it involves training in some way. He just doesn’t have the patience or endurance to keep up with them these days.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He gets up earlier than you do, due to his work as a pro. He might wake you up to eat breakfast with him, but otherwise he leaves you a note and a plate of food, detailing when he thinks he’ll be back.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Usually tries to make it for dinner, but always ends up collapsing into bed with you, just holding you close.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He’s hesitant at first, given that he doesn’t want you to run off the minute you learn of his past as an abuser. It takes a lot of mutual trust before he can really open up to you, and even then he worries you’ll leave him. He starts off by peppering little things about his kids here and there, maybe some things he likes.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

This is Enji we’re discussing. Of course he’s got a temper. He tries to keep his cool these days (trust me, he was way worse before as his family can attest to), but now he’s got a better handle on his temper. He still gets irritated easily, but he doesn’t rage like he used to. Not unless he’s facing a villain.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers what he can. As we’ve seen, he has a pretty good memory about little things (think Rei’s flower), so if you tell him you like or dislike something, he’s going to remember it.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Honestly, his favorite moment was when he first discussed his past with you. You’d cried as he told you of the horrible things he did and what he was doing to atone for it, and when you said you’d support him in his path to redemption, it really touched his heart.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Extremely protective, to the point where he would voluntarily end the relationship if it meant you were safe (though that’s largely rooted in his own insecurities). But sometimes he just wants someone to hold him and reassure him too.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He puts everything he has into your relationship. Tries to make time for dates, gives you breakfast in bed on your birthday, every once in a while giving you little trinkets... he’s also used to doing chores on his own, so don’t be surprised if he does most of the work around the house now that it’s just him.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Oh geez, where to start? He’s still got a temper that tends to flare up on bad days. If he gets too deep into his own self-loathing he’ll go a few days without even seeing you, instead sleeping at the agency and doing work from there. Real touchy about the subject of kids/marriage/his past and will stubbornly refuse to talk about it, sometimes to the point of fighting. Too prideful to admit his misdeeds sometimes. Drinks in the evenings to numb some of the pain. Spends way too much time in the gym and often neglects his own health.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He does what needs to be done. Trims stubble, makes sure his hair is combed, takes extra care with his clothing... he wants to keep up the facade that he’s got everything together in public. When he’s alone, shirtless and sweatpants for days babey.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Depends on how far in the relationship you are. In the beginning, he’d be sad, but he would learn to push the pain down. Later on, though, he wouldn’t want you to leave. He likely wouldn’t get into another relationship after you, focusing instead on his work.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I mean, I know this is already kinda canon, but he is a very Proud Dad. In order to make up for all that he missed, he likes to keep track of his kids’ accomplishments and if you get him drunk enough he melts into this puddle of pride as he boasts about how great they’ve become. Has about dozen framed pictures of his family (and two of just Rei, one when she was discharged from the hospital and one on the day the divorce was finalized) in his bedroom and office that he looks at whenever he’s lonely.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Anyone not willing to keep him in check. That would be the big one. Anyone too judgmental and/or just plain mean. Anyone who likes to poke at his insecurities just to watch him explode. Especially not anyone who gushes about other heroes all the time (especially not Toshinori).

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He tries to keep a fairly-regular sleep schedule. He usually ends up going to bed fairly late and waking up early. Sometimes if he gets a chance to take a break during the day he’ll nap depending on how exhausting it’s been.

#sfw alphabet #enji todoroki #todoroki enji #endeavor #endeavour

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ynainna · 3 years

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✯ G e n s h i n M a s t e r l i s t ✯

!!!! I DON”T WRITE FOR THE KIDS/ MINIS AS WELL AS THE YOUNG MINDSET CHARACTERS (ex: qiqi, razor)

I ALSO DO NOT WRITE NSFW

K e y:

fluff (☁) angst (❅)

one-shot (✧) series ( ❦ )

drabble (✿) head canons (✉)

author’s personal faves (♚)

incomplete (✑) complete (ღ)

E N S E M B L E S

➳ Canary in a Cage (❦) ☁ ❅ ✑

synopsis: It’s a painful thing, to love something. Its another to live so broken and lost without them.

I N D I V I D U A L S

➣ D i l u c

➳ Always been on you ☁ ✧ ✑

synopsis: Maybe once Diluc would’ve been someone you’ve always thought was distant but to the people of Monstadt, his eyes had only and always been on you.

➣ K a e y a

➳ For Now ☁ ❅ ✧ ✑ ( COMING SOON!!)

synopsis: Sitting by the campfire as the sun settles and dusk sets in with her is enough. The future is dark and uncertain, he knows this, but just this once, he wants to enjoy life. Just once.

➣ T a r t a g l i a (Childe)

➳ In Another Life ❅ ❦ ✑

synopsis: Maybe in another universe where there were no gods, no wars, no archons and no duties they might’ve been lovers. But it doesn’t matter now, this is the universe they live in and Childe knows there’s nothing that could change the fact that they can never be.

[ pt. 1, pt. 2 ]

➳ Sun and Moon ❅ ✧ ✑ (COMING SOON!!)

synopsis: The sun loved the moon so much that they died every night to let the moon breathe.

➣ V e n t i

➳ The Grave of Cecilias ❅ ✧ ღ

synopsis: Despite it having been several hundred years since the end of the Archon War, Venti’s heart is still heavy with the grief of those he’s lost.

➣ X i a o

➳ Kiss Me ❅ ✿ ✑

synopsis: Ruling the mafia is a lonesome business. To rule with another, to trust another is a weakness. But no matter how much it hurts, there’s nothing in this world that can make him regret loving you. Ever.

#masterlist #➵ guide

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angst-king · 4 years

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I didn’t ask for this pt2

(Trigger warning harsh language, mention of rape against a minor..I do not own BNHA or any canon characters)

It was the next day and Kaminari had woken up in recovery girl's office. His body felt heavy and sore, his head still hurt and his memory was a little fuzzy since he was still groggy. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Denki noticed the bandages and memories started to flood his mind. He shook lightly, holding his knees to his chest but the seemed to make him short of breath. "Oh good you're awake, how do you fee Kaminari?" Kaminari shrugged, he didn't know how he should feel "s-sore" his voice was hoarse from lack of talking. He winced and grabbed his throat, Recover girl reached into her mini fridge and got out a bottle of water and held out a two different pills. "Swallow these for me bud, these should help you." Denki silently did as told and swallowed down the pills and water. When he was done he looked to her and asked quietly. "C-can I go to my d-dorm?" Recovery girl nods, lowering the bed and allowing the blond to get down. Dizzily standing up, his toes curled at the freezing tile floor the brought on shivers. Keeping the towel around himself Kaminari made his way back to the dorms. He didn't think about the fact that he was wrapped in a blanket and scattered bandages, barefoot. Luckily when he got inside the common room was empty, he must've woken up early or they were already in class. He went up to his dorm, opening the door, the blanket dropped when he got into his room. An overwhelming feeling of disgust, and shame washed over him as he looked at himself in his mirror. Quickly grabbing some clothes to change into, he goes into the bathroom and starts the shower water. When the blond was ready to get in, the bandages were unraveled and trashed them. Stepping into the hot steaming case, Denki took a deep breath in and sighed. He started to wash himself up, his washing of the light foamy soup turned to harsh scrubbing with tears streaming down his face. The memories made his skin feel hot, sticky, and all around disgusting. His hands were trembling and his saliva felt utterly cold, this was anxiety! He didn't even react to the hot water pouring right down onto his head. He could feel his world spinning and voices overcrowded his mind. 'you fagot freak' 'you cheated on him and he deserves better' 'you disgusting fagot' 'you're weak and disgusting!' Finally stumbling and slipping into the back of shower, Denki fell to his knees and cries. Soft sobs emit from the male who could hardly believe what had happened to him the night before. When Denki gathered himself enough to get out, he staggers to his feel and wobbles out. Grabbing a towel he dried himself off until he got dressed in a comfy off the shoulder pastel dark blue sweat shirt and grey sweat pants. Heading back to his dorm as he lets his hair air dry, he shuts the door and locks it. Denki got into bed and under his covers, wanting them to swallow him up and make him disappear. In class the students noticed that the white board had the words 'just take your seats'. Noticing their electric dunce wasn't in class, the students seemed a little concerned. "hey I though Kaminari was coming back last night? He usually does?" Spoke Sero, Kirishima nods "I know, and he usually texts us." Bakugou did his usual 'tch' and rolled his eyes "I swear if that witch did something to him, again I'm going to blow him to pieces and take his cats." Midoriya then came over with his phone "Shinsou texted me to ask if Kaminari came back since he never got a text from him." That only made the Bakusquad worry more, obviously Bakugou didn't show it like his friends. The group was soon interrupted by Aizawa who walked in looking more tired than usual. It was just exhaustion, he seemed to have something on his mind as he came in. The students could sense this, and hurried to their seats. Some were getting out their pencils since they knew they'd have a test today. Aizawa halted them, "Put your pencils away please" his voice left no room for argument even if it was soft. The students obeyed with confusion written on their faces. Aizawa then seemed to be thinking through the silence of his kids. Before anyone could ask him anything he sighed before starting up again. "As some of you may have noticed, Kaminari Denki isn't present today. His situation is something I will not disclose with vivid detail but I will tell you that he may not come for a little while. Please do not pressure him for answers. What I will tell you is, be careful when you leave the school campus especially at night. If you leave to go to town for groceries or to see family, please leave with a friend. I understand you teens like to be independent, and that you're heroes in training with well working quirks but. Things happens and there will be people with quirks that they can manipulate you, that can p-paralyze you." Aizawa tried to hide his own emotions but, his students could tell that something had happened and, that this was their teacher's protective fatherly side coming out. Kirishima hesitantly raised his hand, Aizawa nods allowing the red head to speak. "I-Is Kaminari okay?" Aizawa sighed "physically for the time being yes, mentally we don't know, please don't force answers from him...he's been through too much." He says the last part quietly so his students couldn't hear it. The students remained silent "The test will be an automatic A for you all...the test is canceled." this confused his kids but then didn't question it a loud, not wanting him to change his mind. To be honest Shota canceled the test because he couldn't take that situation, that scene of his violated student out of his mind. It sickened him to see his student in such a state. Sure he was a pro hero and had seen horrific crime scenes and had been in many mutilating battles but. This was one of those times where the ball hit too close to his house. The Bakusquad couldn't take their minds off of what their teacher had said and they were wondering what had happened to their dear friend. They knew not to pressure him for answers from the way Aizawa spoke. When he talked about walking alone at night and about people capturing you with their quirks. It brought chills down their spines and a sickening feeling that something terrible happened to Kaminari. Their lunch table was quiet and dull with out their bubbly blond dunce, to liven the mood and do something to have them belly laughing. Silently eating, and thinking the worst in their heads as the time seemed to go on forever. They wanted to see their friend, to check up on him, let him know that they were there for him but. Would that be too much? Would that be wrong? No. It should be right, they're establishing trust and not badgering him for a story. So there's nothing bad about the intentions as long as its addressed correctly then it should be okay. So who would raise the suggestion? "hey guys, d-do you think we should check on Kami? Not to pry but just to make sure he's alright and stuff." She was hesitant to ask this but smiles when Kirishima agrees. "yeah I mean, he's our friend so why not." Bakugou did his classic 'tch' as if he didn't care but responds. "Not that I fucking care or anything but, I know you dumbasses would be upset if I didn't come." In truth Bakugou was worried, Kaminari was like a brother to him he just never would admit it to anyone's face yet. Sero smiles "Yeah alright I'm in, though we probably shouldn't ask too many questions." After school the bakusquad got to their dorms, almost forgetting their plans to visit their friend until dinner. Mina helped Bakugou clean up after dinner while Kirishima was putting the left overs in the fridge when she remembered. "Oh shit guys we need to go and check on Kaminari!" Kirishima face palmed and nods while shutting the door. "Yeah, well we can see if he's hungry and get him something if so." Added Sero, Bakugou hopped off the counter top he was sitting on and now they were heading up to Denki's dorm. Walking up to the door, Mina knocked softly, waiting a few seconds the door was cracked open then slowly opened it a little more seeing his friends. "H-hey g-guys." You could see the tear stains, red puffy eyes, slightly red pinkish sniffly nose. The bandages, the slouching, shaking and his slightly jittery behavior. "Hey Kami dude, can we come in?" Denki looked a bit anxious but nods, stepping aside to let his friends in. "Kaminari are you okay?" Asked Mina worriedly, Denki sniffed and wiped his watering eyes with out a vocal answer he just shook his head. "do you want to tell us what happened?" Kaminari slowly went back over to his bed he shrugged all he could get out of his rough voice was. "I-I didn't want this" Reaching out to comfort him, Kaminari flinched from his Sero's hand. He couldn't handle being touched right now as he still felt disgusting and scared. Holding onto himself tightly and curling up into a ball. "Oh Kami hun, whatever happened must've been horrible. Just so you know we're here for you man." Encouraged Mina "Yeah dude we're here if you need someone to talk to." Kirishima added earning a small nod from Kaminari. Clearing his throat he fiddled with his fingers, lips quivering as he talked. "Th-thank y-you g-guys...b-but e-even you w-would l-leave me if t-told you." His gaze was down and his eyes watering. "Kami dude no way would we leave you, I mean its not like you murdered someone right?" Sero asked Kaminari nods, the raven haired student continued. "It doesn't have to be in graphic detail man but, whenever you're ready, you can tell us." The care in his voice seemed to ease the blonde a little, holding onto the cuffs of his sleeves he huffed. "O-Okay then...I-I-" For some reason Kaminari could hardly get out much, his breath began to quicken and tears ran down his face as his chest heaved. Mina was quick to react softly rubbing his back made him jump a little but her comforting touch helped. "shh its alright man take your time, right now just focus on your breathing." Coaxed Kirishima, it took some tears, gasp, stuttering and shaking as Denki explained with not too much detail. In the end Kaminari was curled up under a blanket with his friends there to comfort him.

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cocos-cocoapuffsarenotforsale · 5 years

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Boss’s Baby

MASTERLIST

Pairings: Hotch x Reader

Warnings: Canon typical violence, Pregnant!Reader, Protective!Hotch, Agent!Reader

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“So what’s up with you and Hotch?” JJ asks. It was Saturday night, Girl’s Night. You, Penelope, JJ and Emily were all at Garcia’s for a relaxing night.

“Well he asked me to move in. And the wedding plans are going well.” You respond. Hotch and you had been together for almost three years now and were still able to work cases together. The board had decided it was better to keep you on the same team than separate you.

“Exciting!” Penelope says handing you a margarita.

“No thanks.” You say declining politely. You had just found out you were expecting. The girls look at you.

“No way!” JJ exclaims.

“Your pregnant!” Garcia shouts.

“Oh my God!” Prentiss gasps.

“Yeah I’m pregnant.” All the girls get up to hug you individually.

“Have you told Hotch yet?” JJ asks.

“No I’m waiting for the right time.” You explain as all your phones buzz. “Crap. Let’s go ladies.” You say as you all hop up and drive over to the BAU.

“What’d we got?” You ask as the four of you walk in. Aaron smiles at you when you sit down at the table next to him.

“Five women, raped and held for at least a week. All lived in the same area of L.A., middle class. Y/R. They all have Y/H/C and Y/E/C. And were in their late twenties.” JJ says. Hotch looks to you with concern. They’re all exactly like you.

“Wheels up in thirty.” Hotch announces as he grabs your arm and drags you into his office.

“What the hell Aaron?” You gasp when he shuts his door behind him.

“I want you to sit this one out.” He says in a low voice.

“No you can’t tell me what to do. Hotch, c’mon I’ll be fine.” You argue.

“I can’t risk losing you, not after what happened with-” Hotch cuts himself off and runs his hands down his face. “Please do not come.”

“I have to Hotch. I will be fine. Please trust me.” You plead taking his hand in yours and giving him your famous puppy dog eyes hoping he’ll not try and pull rank on you. When the two of you began seeing each other you made an agreement to keep work as professional as possible, him pulling rank on you purely because you were his girlfriend and he wanted to keep you extra safe, was not part of that agreement.

“Fine.” Hotch growled, pulling his hand out of your grasp. “I’ll see you on the plane then, Agent Y/L/N.” With that he turns and stomps out of his office leaving you standing there alone. You felt the color drain from your face. Hotch never addressed you as Agent Y/L/N or even just Agent, no one on the team did it was always just Y/N and once in a while, mainly from Morgan, Y/L/N. Hotch must be really pissed in order to address you that way.

“Y/n, you ok?” Garcia asks as she passes you while she’s leaving the conference room.

“Hotch really doesn’t want me to go, Gracia he called me Agent Y/L/N.” You feel the words get caught in your throat. Gracia wraps and arm around you and leads you towards your desk.

“He’s just worried about you. I mean after what happened with Haley can you blame him? And Y/n/n, you do fit the victimology, like exactly. Plus should you really be doing any field work given your-uhh, well your condition?” She points out.

“JJ did. And I was planning on finishing this case and then I was gonna tell him. Please don’t say anything to him and I’ll talk to JJ and Emily to make sure they won’t say anything. I promise once this case is over I will tell him. I gotta go to the airport. See you when I get back, Penelope.” You whisper and stand up grabbing your go bag to head out.

“Just promise you’ll be careful?” Garcia pleads as she wraps you into a hug.

“Of course. Love you buddy.” You shout as you walk towards the elevator.

“Love you too my precious-firecracker-goddess!” Garcia replies as you walk into the elevator.

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“What’s the connection with these women? I mean I understand the look, but is that it? The way he mutilates the body, it seems personal. And the way he carves ‘whore’ into their lower torso? I mean there’s got to be something else about these women. What do these three have in common?” You ask.

“I’m looking into it now trying to find a connection but it’s taking a little time. They all had different job types, various relationship statuses. Michelle Connors was a teacher and was in an on again off again relationship, Bridget Anderson was an I.T. analyst and was engaged to a long term boyfriend and lastly Lucy Lawson was a veterinarian and was single. I’m trying to get access to medical records now but it’s gonna take a little time. The M.E. is still finishing up the autopsies so we’re gonna have to wait on that end as well. He just dumped the bodies.” Garcia explains.

“He disposed of them within days of each other.” JJ reads.

“According to preliminary findings Michelle was killed 15 days ago, Bridget 9 days ago and Lucy 3 days ago. All found within hours of their deaths.” Reid explains out loud.

“His cooling off period seems to be consistent so far but he should be starting to look soon. We gotta figure out the connection, I mean maybe if we figure it out I could-” You suggest.

“ABSOLUTELY NOT!” Hotch shouts, he had been quite the entire plane ride, well until you tried to offer yourself up as bait.

“Hotch all I was saying was-” He cuts you off again with a harsh glare.

“I’m sorry Agent Y/L/N, I didn’t realize you were promoted. Oh, wait a second you weren’t. I make the calls for this team and I said no. No drop it Agent.” Hotch hisses, shutting you down. The team stays quite looking between the two of you curiously.

“Yes sir.” You say getting up and moving towards the back of the plane anyway.

After your and Hotch’s little show everyone decided to wait until you all landed to discuss the case more. Midway through the flight the nausea hit and you ran towards the bathroom. Emily and JJ followed to make sure you were alright. JJ stayed with you and helped you get cleaned up, while Emily returned to the main cabin.

“Are you guys alright? You and Hotch I mean. Things seemed a little tense out there,” JJ asks concerned.

“Hotch didn’t want me to come on the case. We argued about it. I haven’t even told him about the, umm, the thing,” you explain quietly.

“Maybe he’s right. I mean even without you being in your condition. It seems really risky and given what happened to Hotch last time,” she points out.

“I know but I don’t want other women to get hurt and if I can help out in anyway… I will.” You reply.

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I look up when I see Y/n rush to the bathroom. I want to go after her but given our most recent interactions I’m pretty sure she would just get more upset.

“JJ, Emily could you,” I nodded my head towards the direction Y/n headed in.

“Sure,” they reply heading her way.

“What the hell is going on with you two?” Rossi asks when the girls are out of earshot.

“I didn’t want her on this case. We argued about it.” I admit quietly.

“What’s with the whole ‘Agent Y/L/N’ thing?” Rossi questions.

“She wants us to be professional at work,” I say defensively, shrugging my shoulders.

“So this is your revenge for her doing her job. Pulling rank on her and keeping her at arm’s length. Aaron, she’s your fiance. Talk to her. Getting mad at each other isn’t helping and I think you know that. Go talk to her.” Rossi advises as Emily comes back out. Aaron looks up at her.

“What’s wrong?” He asks concerned.

“She’s not feeling to well. I think you should go talk to her. JJ is talking to her now but I think she wants you.” Emily reports. Hotch stands up and moves toward the back of the plan and heads to the bathroom.

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“Y/n? Are you alright? Can you let me in please?” Hotch asks from outside the bathroom door. JJ looks at you for confirmation, you nod and she opens the door.

“JJ can you give us a minute please?” Hotch requests. JJ turns to you for your reaction.

“It’s fine JJ. Thanks,” you reply quietly. JJ nods and leaves you alone with your fiance.

“Are you alright? Are you sick?” Aaron asks you concerned.

“I’ll be fine, I’m just not feeling to well.” You explain.

“I’m sorry for the way I’ve been behaving. I just don’t want to lose another person I love. Another person that Jack loves,” He sighs looking down at his hands.

“I’m sorry too. If you think it’s best I can work from the station and not go into the field on this one,” You offer as a middle ground.

“Thank you!” He exclaims, he grabs your face between his hands and plants a hard kiss on your lips. When you break apart he grabs your hand in his and walks you back towards the main cabin and the rest of the team.

“You good?” Rossi asks when the two of you take your seats.

“Yeah we’re all good.” You reply smiling over at Hotch.

“When we land I want Morgan and Prentiss to meet with the M.E., Reid and Rossi you go to the dump sites of the victims. JJ, Y/n and myself will go to the local police station and get set up.” Hotch announces. You all nod and you snuggle up with your boyfriend and close your eyes. You spend the rest of the flight attempting to avoid another trip to the bathroom to puke.

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“How’d it go with the M.E.?” Hotch asked when the team finally had regrouped back at the police station.

“The women were all in their first trimester of pregnancy.” Emily announced looking towards you. At Emily’s announcement JJ’s head whips towards you, Hotch gives you a strange look as the color drains from your face.

“Y/n, are you alright?” Hotch asks you.

“Umm, yeah. How would he have known that they were pregnant? He must have known them somehow?” You try to figure it out. These women had no apparent connections and how could the unsub possibly know about these pregnancies. Then it hits you some type of doctor or therapist maybe, at least that could be a starting point. You call Garcia and put her on speaker phone.

“Garcia can you dig through medical records and see if any of the doctors line up, or maybe a therapist, some type of counselor?” You rattle off ideas.

“Looks like they all saw the same counselor who was a church representative. His name is Geoffrey Lundson. Looks like he was married to a Cathleen Jacobs but she left him and according to this timeline she cheated on him during their marriage and oh my, she was pregnant with her 2nd husband Connor Jacobs, whom she was cheating with. It was a messy divorce, he had a restraining order placed against him and looks like Connor Jacobs also pressed charges of vandalism and stalking.” Jesus, you think you found your man.

“Sounds like he could be our man. Maybe I should go in and set up an appointment with him.” You suggest, JJ and Emily look at you terrified.

“Absolutely not!” Emily shouts.

“Not gonna happen Y/n. Too risky.” JJ agrees.

“Hotch c’mon. I can wear a wire. You guys can be on watch outside the building. Put a tracker on me for the added precaution.” You plead. You know you can nail this guy. He killed three young pregnant women who, given different circumstances, could easily be you.

“Send me in, instead.” Prentiss suggests.

“You don’t fit the look he wants. I match perfect.” You argue.

“She has a point, Hotch.” Rossi points out.

“Are you sure about this?” Hotch turns to you, hesitation in his eyes.

“Positive, please Hotch. I can’t let this happen to anyone else.” You beg him.

“You get in you get out. You think something's off you get out asap.” Hotch says sternly.

“Hotch-” JJ starts but you cut her off with a sharp glare.

“JJ, I can do this. Let’s go.” You respond curtly.

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“So Ms. Y/L/N, it seems this is your first appointment. Why have you decided to seek counseling?” Geoffrey Lundson asks you.

“I recently found something out and I felt it could use a second opinion.” You explain cryptically attempting to get a read on him.

“What would that something be?” He asks curiously.

“I found out I’m pregnant. I haven’t told my fiance yet. I’m not sure how he will react. He hasn’t had the best of luck in the past with learning he will be a parent.” You lied about the last bit obviously. He was thrilled when he found out he was going to be a father when Haley told him. But you had a feeling this guy wanted you to show you were in the wrong.

“Well that is definitely a ‘something’.” Lundson remarks. “He is the father I assume?”

“I think so. I’m not positive though. There was this other guy but we were much more careful than my fiance and I.” You internally cringe at your lie. You figured if you could mimic his story as much as possible he may make a move.

“That doesn’t seem very healthy. Is he aware that you were having relations with other men?”

“No.”

“Why don’t we go for a walk?” Shit, this must be how he got the other victims secluded. His office was about a block away from his home. If you can get him to admit something to you and gain more evidence you can nail this guy for what he did to those other women.

“Sure.” You force a smile as you agree to his suggestion. He opens the door for you and you walk with him towards his house on the next block.

“Why are you cheating on him?”

“He’s kinda boring in bed. And he’s always so distracted with work. He doesn’t prioritize me enough. So I found someone on the side who does.” You lie hoping Hotch understands.

“This is actually my house, why don’t we head in there for a little bit?” You try not to let you fear show and nod along with a tight smile, following him into the house. As soon as he gets you in he grabs you and slams you against the door.

“Bad whores like you get punished! Your a whore and I’m gonna show you what happens when your a whore.” He shouts as he tosses you to the ground.

“You’ve done this before, haven't you?” You ask trying to get a confession while you can, Hotch and the team are gonna storm in at any minute.

“Your not the first, no. I punish sluts like you so your man doesn’t have to. I’ve already finished three of you whores off. Not knowing who the father of your child is? That’s sick! And that’s why whores like you get eliminated!” He screams slapping you across the face. Just then the door gets busted down and Hotch leads the team in.

“Get away from her!” Hotch shouts and Geoffrey drops the knife and puts his hands up. Hotch rushes towards you and scoops you up into his arms leaving the team to take care of Lundson.

“Geoffrey Lundson you are under arrest for the murders of Michelle Connors, Bridget Anderson, and Lucy Lawson…” Morgan begins to read him his Miranda Rights as Hotch carries you out of earshot.

“What did he do to you?” Hotch asks as he sets you down in the back of the ambulance.

“He just shoved me around and slapped me a little. It didn’t get to far but I am glad we got a confession out of him and that you guys came in before it went any further.” You reply.

“Ma’am is there any medical concerns we should be aware of?” One of the EMTs asks you and you look at Hotch carefully. This isn’t how you wanted him to find out but it seemed unavoidable.

“Ummm, Hotch can you give me a sec?” You ask already knowing his answering.

“If you think I am leaving you at all in the foreseeable future you are crazy.” He replies not budging an inch.

“I just found out I was pregnant, still in the first trimester.” You reply quietly not taking your eyes off Hotch. You think his eyes are about to bug out of his head at your revelation. He remains quite while the EMTs check you out.

“Everything looks good but I would suggest coming in for an ultrasound just to be sure there’s nothing wrong with the baby.” The EMT suggests.

“Yeah let’s go.” You reply turning your eyes away from Hotch.

“Sir, will you be riding along to the hospital?” The EMT asks.

“Yes I will.” Hotch responds firmly. Hotch proceeds to climb into the back of the ambulance with you and holds your hand the whole way there. It was a short car ride to the hospital and only takes a few minutes for the doctor to see you.

“Looks like everything is good. You look like your about 10 weeks along. Congrats. You can get dressed and ready to be discharged. I’ll give you some time.” She reports with a smile before leaving you and Hotch alone.

“Why didn’t you tell me right away?�� He asks as soon as the door closes.

“I wanted to surprise you. I didn’t think I would be as involved in this case as I was. Normally I stay behind. Then when I heard that those other women were pregnant too- I just, ugh- Hotch, I just knew you wouldn’t let me out in the field if you knew. You barely let me out when you didn’t know. In some twist of fate I could have been one of those women. I couldn’t risk letting this guy get away and kill more. I’m sorry.” You explain.

“Just swear to me you will never keep a secret, especially like this, from me again. I love you and I can’t lose you. Jack can’t lose you. He calls you mom, you made him smile in a way he hadn’t smiled since Haley…” Aaron trailed off shifting his gaze towards the window.

“I know baby.” You reply softly, taking his hand in yours, you place a soft kiss on the back of his hand. He returns his gaze to you.

“I love you and this baby so much, Y/n. No more field work, at least until after the baby has arrived?” He pleads.

“No more field work until after the baby comes.” You agree sighing softly, it sucked you couldn’t be in the field anymore but the reason was pretty good and in the end it was worth it.

“So how are we gonna tell Jack he’s gonna be a big brother, finally?” Hotch asks with a smirk, ever since you told Jack that the two of you were getting married he’d been asking about getting a brother or sister.

“I don’t know but I think he’s gonna be an amazing big brother.” You say pulling Aaron down for a soft kiss on the lips. You were both so excited to be expanding your little family.

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hey laura!! yeah tumblr was acting up but i’m glad they’re going through now :3 that sounds like a good plan btw! (also oh no, hope everything is fine and that you get well soon! 💕)

oooo i’ll keep that in mind to wish you then ! tbh i never really know what i want for my bday so i just ask for books or smth that’s always a safe option fjdjs although i’ve gotten multiple copies of the same book on so many occasions i had to give them away to other people T-T

ahhhh that’s a smart choice!! you’re right that’s basically when the whole thing started going sideways (esp for wwx poor dude) it could possibly have *some* bad repercussions but like.... nothing can be worse than ur brother losing his core and you having to go through an excruciating process to give your core to him,,, right?

honestly, i would pick the same event, but if jc had to lose his core, then i would probably pick ‘wei ying come back to gusu with me’ bc a) wangxian wouldn’t have terrible misunderstandings for like . y e a r s b) the wens would have a better fate. gusu would suffer some consequences (i’m sorry lxc for all the diplomatic sht this would cause :p) and wwx would still have no golden core but ! it’s the best fix-it to canon after wwx gives his core to jc (if that makes any sense hdjd)

oooo omg i just googled dresden and apparently it’s famous for art museums? i could literally spend an entire day and then some at art museums (it’s actually happened once my friends almost abandoned me bc i was taking too long and ranting about impressionistic techniques :’)) so i’d love to visit! i’ve never been to germany but castles >>> especially the really old creepy ones oooo (and new zealand is an amazing place! esp if you enjoy hiking/extreme sports i would recommend kayaking there!)

okay today’s questions!

⭐️ cant think of any *deep introspective* questions today so,, top five wangxian moments? :3

⭐️ question about u! when did you join tumblr? and why?

ok that’s it for today! i should actually be studying so i’m sending this a bit early hehe >.< have an amazing day ! （＾∇＾）- 🍵

that sounds like a good decision!! ajsksk ngl now i'm curios about a wangxian fix-it au where wwx goes back with lwj to gusu. my family used to visit castles when i was young, we live in an area where a lot of castles are so for me it's kind of normal ig?

i've only seen pictures from dresden and ajkdksks i so badly want to go there. my sister went with my dad once, she really enjoyed it. also yeah art!!

top 5 wangxian moments (in no particular order)

1. when lwj carries wwx!!

2. the xuanwu cave when lwj hums/sings wangxian

3. you know the jingshi scene in cql? with the "luckily in this world somebody still trusts you?" yeah that one had me crying

4. the scene where wwx learns that lwj took in a-yuan

5. the bunny lantern scene in cql!!! (that one is just... so soft and lwj is soft and soft lwj is like !!!! also it was one of lwj's best looks)

i joined once in 2018 but i wasn't active really? one of my friends bullied me into it. then at the beginning of the year i got into it again, i deleted my old blog and made a new on which eventually resulted in the side blog. i actually didn't think i would enjoy it so much like i do now, it was just supposed to be some relaxing while being in quarantine etc. and then i got one of my online friends to get tumblr!! she's not very active but we talk a lot

ahssjs i know the feeling! have a great day 🥰💞

#mdzsnetcc #ask #C 🍵

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multsicorn · 4 years

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multsicorn’s infinite fic playlist

some friends in a chat were talking about comfort fic! so I have Made A List. Ten of my very favorite fics to reread when I need a boost, in ten different fandoms. In no order. And with no particular theme, that I can tell. They’re probably all more-or-less mostly self-contained enough to work even if you don’t know the canon? Certainly the Hockey RPF fic is (cause I don’t know anything about the canon there!), and who doesn’t know HP, etc....

.... four are about fucked-up families, (cause I find that cathartic, and people dealing with it comforting), two are polyfic, (because more relationships interacting to me means ~more love~), three are really mostly about the ~feel~ of the universe, (the fun mundanity of a not-quite-mundane canon universe! or of a perfectly balanced space au), and then the last one is... about how to know if you’re in love on one side of it, and about how to get over it on the other (because how does one romance).

the ones about fucked-up families:

When The Lights Go Out, Will You Take Me With You? by narceus (Glee, Kurt/Blaine, m, ~11k). I love the way that it punches out my heart and then puts it back together? Lmao, that’s very personal. But I love the way that - what can I say. This isn’t a fic about romance, it’s a fic about family - well. How sometimes your family is your boyfriend, and your mutual friends, how sometimes ‘family’ is something you have to leave, and real family is something you build. ‘This is exactly what it’s like,’ and it’s wish-fulfillment, and, yes, somehow it’s both of those things.

You can run away with me any time you want.

Come Marching Home by ossapher (American Revolution RPF/Hamilton, Hamilton/Laurens, t, ~9k). Fraught relationships with family members who think they love you but they really really don’t are my jam, and the way that this fic deals with a younger still-dependent sibling who’s caught in the middle between John and his horrible father is especially my jam. Also, fics that transform a complicated set of characters/relationships/etc. from canon to a completely other setting thoughtfully, which this fic ‘verse has a lot of fun with.

John Laurens attempts to reconcile with his U.S. Senator dad after years of minimal contact. It's family, though, so nothing goes as planned.

Theft of Assets, Destruction of Property by Helenish (Harry Potter, Draco/Neville, e, ~23k). I love the way that Draco here builds a life up out of nothing. It’s very cozy from one angle, full of cooking and baking and making a house a home, but it also goes hard on the way that abused children will internalize their situation as the expected baseline of life, which I appreciate very much.

Surely it is a mistake to allow a single youthful indiscretion to cloud an already promising career.

A Month of Sundays by Kelfin (Hockey RPF, Erik Johnson/Gabriel Landeskog, m, ~69k). I love the push-pull of a relationship that naturally slides very quickly into something very close and intimate, that keeps being pulled back from that by Erik’s internalized homophobia. I love the way the story negotiates the very real knock-on effects of that on Gabe, his maybe-maybe-not partner, and the way the Erik negotiates ‘I love my family... but they don’t love me.’

Unlike some guys, who freak out when things get even a little bit gay, Erik is fine with this stuff. Erik's not even fazed when Gabe's attempts at flirting with him start to get semi-public, a fact that, by his own judgment, makes him at least five to seven times more tolerant than your average forward-thinking American.

the polyfics:

Everything That You Can Keep by Dira Sudis (dsudis) (Vorkosigan Saga, Aral/Jole, backgroundy Aral/Cordelia, e, ~30k). I love this story’s negotiation of not just polyamory (and I love negotiation of polyamory stories - how two people in one relationship share feelings about yet another person, and figure things out? yes, please), but specifically of all the added complications that come out in the highly hierarchical, secretive, and loyalty-based Vor society. When even asking about asking is a matter of trust, requested and given? That goes straight to my id.

The impossible takes a little more time, a lot of negotiation.

Love: The Package Deal by jjtaylor (Bandom, Frank/Gerard/Lindsey/Jamia, m, ~30k). I love the way that the different relationships are layered over and relate to each other - that’s one of the big things I like about polyfic - and the way that the amnesia smashes them together by bringing a past relationship to the present, while making the present one abstract and back to square one. I love how the amnesia in fact smashes together all the highs and lows of eventful years’ worth of Gerard’s life: artistic success, problems with drugs and addiction... they’re all right there waiting for you.

Gerard gets a special kind of amnesia. Frank gets to reexamine his idea of acceptable relationship structures. Lots of people fail to communicate effectively, but they all sure remember how to kiss.

the cozy weirdness of the universe:

it's a new craze by attheborder (Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, t, ~6k). The development of the relationship strikes a nice balance between angst and sweetness, but what I really come back to this fic for is the fictional advice podcast! That Aziraphale and Crowley start together, which it’s about, and the way that they sprinkle their up-close experience of history into their discussion on it - and then the way that the fandom latches onto and tries to make sense of that. It is just, purely, A DELIGHT.

CROWLEY: I try not to make a habit of gratitude, but I must give our appreciation to everyone out there who’s been listening and subscribing to The Ineffable Plan. AZIRAPHALE: Ooh, yes, we’ve become quite popular, haven’t we? CROWLEY: Yeah, just hit number eight on the advice charts … No advertising at all. AZIRAPHALE: Mm. How … miraculous. CROWLEY: … Aziraphale. You did not.

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Crowley and Aziraphale are very possibly the people least qualified, on the entire planet, to start up an advice podcast.

But what else is there to do when the world isn’t ending anytime soon, you’re technically on indefinite sabbatical from your lifelong careers, and you need a plausible excuse to spend more time with your best friend who you’re definitely not, absolutely not, maybe just a little, actually maybe overwhelmingly in love with?

A Resolution of Territory by arboretum (Hikaru no Go, Hikaru/Akira, e, ~10k). I just love imagining spending my life playing Go, okay! This fic is wonderfully immersive in a weird-but-good everyday reality, of spending your whole life immersed in a game that just fascinates you, alongside your friends - and your boyfriend, too, which is to say, the one person who shares your fascination in the most direct and deepest and mutually obsessive way. Eventually he’s your boyfriend, of course.

The point is, life is hectic, but it's good.

The Vastness of Space by shysweetthing (Yuri on Ice, Victor/Yuuri, e, ~17k). I love the way that the space setting here gives scope for best-friends-and-partners, for cute and amusing low-stakes shenanigans and then cleverly solved higher-stakes adventure. I love how sweet Victor and Yuuri are in caring for each other in dire circumstances, and why they both see each other as beyond their reach in the context of this imagined world.

As chief communications officer on board the Interstellar Alliance Fleet’s Star Ship Victory, Yuuri doesn’t have to think about who he actually is on his home planet. He just has to listen to his captain, do his job, and…not fall in love with his best friend, the ship’s science officer, Victor Nikiforov.

Well. Two out of three’s not bad.

Then his mother calls with the worst possible news: She, the Empress of New Nihon, has arranged Yuuri’s marriage. There’s only one thing Yuuri can do: Fake a boyfriend, and fake one fast. Who better/worse to play that role than the friend he wishes was more? What can go wrong? It’s not like Yuuri can fall more in love...

the how does romance (with my beloved controversial otp):

if you change your mind by leetlebird (Check, Please!, Jack/Parse, e, ~35k). I love the way this story shows Jack trying to work out what love means for him, anyway, and Kent learning to deal with and work around feelings that he thinks for most of the story are unrequited. And the cozy jury-rigged domesticity of especially the final chapters/scenes.

Beneath the table, Jack’s hand squeezes around Kent’s knee. And -- Kent forgets. For just a few seconds, he forgets that they can’t be together, that Jack doesn’t want him in that way, that he’s trying to move on.

“We’re friends, right?” Jack says.

“Yeah, Zimms,” he says. “We’re friends.”

Or: Kent and Jack are friends, then friends-with-benefits, then maybe something more. Kent isn’t sure.

#*#fic recs #anyway i spent enough time writing this post i hope someone likes it #but if not at least i got to Examine My Preferences? lol

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dramioneasks · 5 years

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HP FESTS: DramioneFanfictionWriters (Part 2)

DFW's First Birthday GOGO Fest 2019:

The Minister's Decree by LadyKenz347 - M, 5 chapters - Ten years have passed since the Battle of Hogwarts and birthrates have steadily declined. In order to save the Wizarding World, the Minister enacts a Marriage Law.And Hermoine Granger is ready to burn down the patriarchy to make sure that doesn't happen.

Tempo by bionically - G, 4 chapters - Draco's good deed is punished. How bloody typical.On the verge of a suitable marriage, a chance meeting with a mysterious time witch gives Draco a chance to review his options.

Quite the Declaration by Frumpologist - M, one-shot - Glimpses into Draco and Hermione’s evolving, secret relationship.

Bare One's Soul by Felgia_Starr - E, one-shot - Ten creatures around the world have been chosen to study at Scholomance to become the most glorious warlock the world has ever seen. There, Hermione meets Draco Malfoy of the Purebloods, the most infuriating boy she's ever put her eyes on and the only one with whom she feels a connection.What happens when they bare their souls to each other?

Ichor and Aureum by fandomfairytales - E, one-shot - Based on the prompt/ gorgeous aesthetic by Felgia_Starr so, I've done my best to give it a little bit of everything (the only thing I couldn't work into this franken-prompt-fic was an accidental marriage what with the word limit).

Hermione Granger and the 'I'm sorry but I have to work with WHO?' by highlyintelligentblonde - G, one-shot - Hermione's Head Girl, Draco's Head Boy- neither of them know the other is though. What could go wrong? ;)

To My Wife by MykEsprit - T, one-shot - Draco admits to an obsession.

Game On by BiscuitsForPotter - M, one-shot - As co-Head Boy and Girl, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger just can't seem to get along. Hermione won't let Draco have a say and Draco refuses to listen. In an effort to force them to work it out, Professor McGonagall sets up a series of non-traditional detentions to get them to work together and communicate better. Her chosen method: board games. What could go wrong?

Of Love and Ducks by frecklesandbroomsticks - T, one-shot - Draco and Hermione take a trip to Paris. Things don't quite go as planned.

You make me see clearly now by ruthy4vrsmoaked - E, one-shot - You make me see clearly now... the rain is gone.She never asks permission to seat at his table. She just sits, drinks her tea and eats her cake. He has no other choice than to endure her unsolicited opinion on his life. The start of something none of the two expected.

Golden by msmerlin - M, one-shot - In a world where magic is forbidden and bounty hunters are on the prowl, Hermione must try to outrun the Crownland's most notorious hunter, The Harrier, when her secret is exposed. Magic Suppression AU.

A Game of Chance by TheLastLynx - M, 4 chapters - Hermione barely registered Harry calling out after her to let in someone he was apparently waiting for. So when she rushed out, deep in thought, she smacked straight into the tall person standing just outside the door. ‘Careful there, Granger,’ someone with a pleasant baritone said, chuckling under his breath. ‘No need to hit on me.’ Hermione’s head snapped up. The pointy face of Draco Malfoy looked down on her, something like humour brightening his pale eyes. She raised her chin, ignoring the heat in her cheeks. ‘Don’t flatter yourself, Malfoy.’ These past weeks, the London Muggle casinos have seen unprecedented losses. When Number 10 gets concerned and starts pressuring the Ministry of Magic, the D.M.L.E. tasks Hermione Granger with investigating the poshest of them all, Les Ambassadeurs. Is it all just an unlucky streak or might be magic to blame? And why does she keep running into Draco bloody Malfoy at the most unfortunate of times?

Magic in the Air by otterlyardent - not rated, one-shot - On his twentieth birthday, Draco has the first of many dreams, meant to lead him to his soulmate. The other problem, however, is that he's quite certain his dreams revolve around two women. Add in a request from Hermione Granger to assist her with a case, and Draco finds himself in a right mess. Canon divergent. Soulmate AU.

Healing Properties by MrsMast - T, one-shot - Hermione needs a cure for Dragon pox. She decides to go to the one man she knows that can help.

Wise Words by CourtingInsanity - T, one-shot - Both stuck in a war they didn't start, Hermione and Draco forge a strong bond on the night Dumbledore falls.

Not My First Mistake by savedprincess85 - M, one-shot - Hermione is a hard-working lawyer. Draco is a rugby player. Will they hit it off when Harry tries a bit of matchmaking?

DFW Trope Fest 2019:

The Essence of Veela by Elena78 - T, one-shot - Hermione doubts herself before she starts her new job at the Ministry and finds herself caught up in a predicament of Molly's. As she tries to resolve her part in this situation, a personal one arises.

The Dream Connection by Pureblood_Muggle - M, one-shot - Hermione is going stir crazy. She's having dreams about Draco Malfoy of all people. If only she could figure out why!

A Wide, Dark Sky by perilous_circumstance - T, one-shot - Set an indeterminate amount of time in the future, the wizarding world is travelling across Space. Hermione is a veteran of the Second Wizarding War and a Junior Auror aboard the giant Station, the large starship that houses the main parts of the Ministry, Hogwarts and other communal parts of the wizarding community. She is battling residual trauma leftover from the War, as well as a painfully awkward attraction to her former-Death Eater colleague, Draco Malfoy. When they are sent on a routine shuttle mission and disaster happens, Hermione is forced to confront her feelings for the insufferable git.

Near the Dragon's Eyes by fandomfairytales - E, 3 chapters - Late bloomer. That’s what they called her, adding yet another title to follow her other asinine monikers.With magic as strong as hers how could she possibly be anything else?What a joke. Of course, she took it all in stride; pushed herself harder, striving and struggling to make herself worth more than her lack of Alpha, Beta or Omega designation. But even the abject awe or generalised jealousy she inspired didn’t prevent the surreptitious glances or whispers behind hands about the girl who simply 'wasn’t witch enough.'

Soteria by Felgia_Starr - M, one-shot - 150 years after Voldemort won the Greatest War, nothing has changed. The Rebellion is still fighting against His regime. The Salvation is still defending their benevolent Dark Lord. Several generations came and went, but the world remains the same. Who knows? Maybe things will change soon. Maybe when fate forces Prince Draco of the Salvation and Hermione of the Rebellion to meet in the only neutral zone in the world, something different will finally happen.

Pinned by bionically - E, WIP - Draco doesn't know what he's expecting when he follows Blaise down a dark alley, but it certainly isn't this.For a man with an addictive personality, this isn't going to turn out well.

CATastrophic Love Potion by rennaissance_woman - not rated, one-shot - What do you get when you cross a bored feline and an owl on a mission.

Hello. (Is it me you're looking for?) by weestarmeggie - M, one-shot - A series of meetings that can only be described as "meet cutes" lead Hermione to her one true love just as a spell cast on Halloween the previous year predicted.

Finding Granger by TheImperfectionista - T, 6 chapters - When the Ministry introduced the Pureblood Reparations Act, Hermione found herself with a tax bill for being Pureblood. Despite being told she qualified for an exemption, the witch began a search for the truth of her ancestry with the most unlikely financier of her journey.

Questions Later by Pandorascube - M, one-shot - Hermione's life of isolation changes with a mysterious stranger's appearance.

Broken Barriers by Snowblind12 - M, one-shot - Tensions run high when Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger return to Hogwarts after the fall of Voldemort. As Head Boy and Girl, how will they ever get along? A story about tradition, booty shorts, and learning to trust.

Higher Love by PartyLines - M, one-shot - Hermione Granger learns about love in the conviction of Draco Malfoy.

The Unlikely Governess by Art3misiA - T, one-shot - The Malfoy children are little terrors. They drive away every Governess Draco hires.Will a certain curly-haired witch be able to tame his wild offspring, or will it all be a disaster?

Revenge by TriDogMom - M, one-shot - Hermione has a secret- she liked revenge.

More Than One Way to Win by scullymurphy - M, 7 chapters - “That’s damn near impossible, even for me,” Blaise shook his head. “I think we’ve hit the bar. Is there anyone who would be more difficult to shag?”His words were hanging in the air when Draco felt a magnificent plan spring fully formed into his mind. Could it work? He thought it could. A grin split his face and he said, “I know someone.”“Who?” Theo demanded. “Granger.”“Oh fuck ME, I can’t believe we forgot her!” Theo was really slurring now. “She would never let any of us get within ten feet of her precious, pristine knickers. Not that I wouldn’t love to,” he leered. “But yeah. Impossible.”“Impossible, you say?” Draco tilted his head to the side and regarded his extremely pissed friend. “Would you care to wager on that?”

Dark Affair by Kaarina_Riddle - T, one-shot - Dark Draco! Hermione and Draco have a secret affair and someone finds out what will they do? Will they be caught?

Regards, Hermione Granger by HufflepuffMommy - M, one-shot - Hermione and Draco form a relationship through writing letters while Draco is in Azkaban.

DFW 20/20 Challenge 2020:

Bookworm to Badass by Pandorascube - T, WIP - Guess who will rescue our Draco-in-distress?

Hindsight by floorcoaster - T, WIP - It's a New Year and Hermione decides it's time to make some changes.

Fireworks by Felgia_Starr - T, one-shot - Pressured by their managers, Draco and Hermione come together one evening during the Midnight Kiss Ball, a yearly get-together of greedy record labels, eating up business deals like they’re treats, disguised as a New Year’s Eve party for artists to celebrate their success during the year.

Grave Awakening by savedprincess85 - T, WIP - Hermione is mourning. Harry wants to help her. No one knows exactly what happened to Draco. One chapter a month for the year 2020.

The Green Pheonix by Gidgit2u - M, WIP - A betrayal at the beginning of sixth year causes Draco to swear allegiance to the Order of the Phoenix.Having recently come of age and as both hold the position of Prefect, Hermione is the perfect choice to become the Order’s handler of the grieving Slytherin.Despite years of hate and animosity, Hermione and Draco need to overcome their past and put aside their differences in order to help defeat Voldemort. As the war crescendos, the two must fight prejudice on all sides as they discover they may not be as different as originally thought.

Pretty Petty by TriDogMom - M, one-shot - "Damn right I'm pretty." "I said petty."

All Things Unsaid by TheImperfectionista - T, one-shot - "Many of the faces he knew from work, but he never liked any of them or had a desire to sit with them in the canteen for lunch. That was one thing he never told her. She was the only colleague, he enjoyed working with."

This fest is ongoing.

#DramioneFanfictionWriters #Fests/Exchanges/Challenges

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ikn0wyouarebutwhatami · 5 years

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Naughty Alphabet ;o

@savnofilter , YOU HAVE UNLEASHED THE BEAST, PREPARE THYSELF FOR MINE WRITINGS. (That I hope are suitable to you lol) thanks for giving me that extra push to finally make my page!

Warnings: if you not into the naughties, get outta here before it’s too late.

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

•Will want v much to knock tf out bc you sucked all of the energy out of him, (thru his dick). But will tend to you until he is sure you are all set and good to knock out with him. (Make sure you go to the bathroom after, bring you a washcloth, help hold you up in the shower bc he fucked you so hard you couldn’t stand....) Aaaaand don’t forget the cuddles, doesn’t care how sweaty y’all are.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

•D-UUUH, his hands!! So he can sMaCk that delectable ass, which is definitely his favorite. Grope, jiggle, poke, the possibilities are endless. But tbh he’d find a way to enjoy you just the same even without access to his arms.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

•WOOOOOOO-EEEE, this boy don’t give a fuck about messes while having sex-it’s called doing the dirty for a reason. He’ll cum on you, make you cum on him, you won’t know what fluids belong where.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

•Its kind of hard to pinpoint a kinky type dirty secret on him bc I’m pretty sure he’d own it. But I’m gonna go ahead and say that he secretly loves when you take the reigns. He’d do anything to make you feel good, but it’s just as fun to watch you going to town, pleasing yourself by bouncing up and down on his dick, not allowing him any access to you.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

•HAHAHAHAHA, he was a sweet boi until he met you. But, Katsuki is a very smart boy, and will have you writhing and begging under him in no time.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

•D D D DOOOGGGY STYLE. He wants full access to that ass. Like mentioned earlier, he likes slapping it, groping it, watching Newton’s third fucking law of motion in play (google it and learn something new). Your ass, to him is fantASStic. And I bet he likes the sound of his balls slapping against your pussy too.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

•I can’t imagine you’d get anything more than a chuckle or two from him, and that’d probably be from how cute he thinks you are in the moment, or what a mess you are, undone by him. But if you initiated a joke or two, as it arises, I don’t think he’d mind and you might get a reaction. I really don’t think he’d appreciate it being continuous though.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

•BAKUBUSH FOR THE WIN! Groomed bush tho, it annoys him when it’s out of control and he doesn’t like the way it feels.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

•It might not be typical romantic, but I’m pretty positive that every time you guys do the deed, he looks at you like you are the only true thing in the world. He loves that you trust him enough and love him enough to let him be inside of you like this, that you feel he is good enough for you. Of course, the way he shows this is by fucking you mercilessly into the mattress.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

•Katsuki is whipped for you. (Though he’d never admit it). So if he doesn’t have access to you, or you are on vacation and he won’t be seeing you for a while, you can bet your bottom dollar that he’s gonna jack off if he needs to. And if he can, he’ll try to do facetime sex with you. If that’s not an option, he’ll do it in the shower to the thought of you. (Which sometimes he enjoys a lot because he can imagine whatever he wants to do to you, and how he’s gonna give it to you when he can see you again.)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

•Ddlg!! You are daddy’s girl, (or whatever name you prefer), and you and your entire being belong to him, and he loves making you understand that, and hearing you admit it and moan it out of those pretty lips of yours.

•Another one might be you dressing up and looking nice to go somewhere. Like a fancy cocktail party, or one of the hero galas he gets invited to. You guys are always late and everyone always knows why. He loves seeing you stand tall and proud, stomping in those heels and swaying those hips, ready to stab someone’s eye out if they look at you wrong.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

•E V E R Y W H E R E.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

•Anything that has to do with you. But the number one way to get him riled up is to play with him. Like playing dumb and dropping something in front of him, or “accidentally” brushing against his dick when you stand up, stuff like that. And playing hard to get.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

•He won’t share you, or himself with anyone else, so no threesomes or anything like that. He needs to have you all to himself.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

•I’m gonna say it’s an even split between the two. Either way, he wins. He gets to see you wiggle and unwind by his doing, getting himself worked up in the process, or just being straight up blessed every time you decide to go down on him in return. But he really does love just watching the way you react, in either scenario.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

•Will almost always want and do it fast and rough, but if you’re in need of some tender love, he’ll give it to you slow and sensual. Which will probably drive you nuts and it’ll eventually end up fast and hard anyways.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

•He’d rather have proper sex because it’s more fun, but he’ll take what he can get, just to be with you. Quickies happen more often when you guys are out and about and he really needs a piece of you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

•Bakuboi is a good boi, he doesn’t like breaking rules. So when it comes to doing it in public, it has to be in a place where no ones is gonna catch you guys. (Though he doesn’t really mind the thought of someone catching him giving it to you, cuz no one else can.) As for sexy time introductions of new ideas and toys? To me, he’s a “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” type of guy, but if you want to try something he’s willing to do, he’ll do it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

•I really think that for any human being, it depends on what kind of mood/day they’ve had. But for a good day? Hours. A really good day? You won’t be able to walk tomorrow.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

•Nah, he’s fully confident he can give you all the pleasure you need by himself. He has to be the best after all.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

•Bring some tissues bc he’ll drive you to crying for release.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

•Katsuki has them sexy grunts, the deep rumble growls that come from his chest, and the occasional curse word. If you guys are on the younger side, I wouldn’t be surprised if his voice cracked as he came.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head-canon for the character of your choice)

•If you got angry with him and denied him sex for a while, he will once again convert into Lord Explosion Murder Guy. He will be on the war path, probably throw himself into work to forget about how fucking horny he is, and everybody should keep at least five feet of distance from him at all times. He probably won’t even be able to relieve himself because he’s so angry he’s scared he’ll blow his dick off.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

•I don’t think he’s the longest cucumber in the patch, definitely above average but not a horse. But he got that girth. Even if you’ve tossed around your share of cucumbers, I’m pretty sure you’re going to have to work up to fit around him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

•....It gets lower as he gets older, but set aside a private fund between you two for condoms.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

•I firmly believe that he is actually a perpetually sleepy boi, he will knock tf as soon as you are ready to do so with him.

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A/N: I’m not always this ‘silly’ but this is my first post and it’s the way I preferred to do something like this. Please feel free to send in requests and asks and comments and what not, just be patient with me! I hope the format wasn’t confusing, I’ve never used the text posts on tumblr so I don’t know all of the features yet, otherwise I would have added a cut.

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javis-beretta · 6 years

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hi if ur taking requests could i get a race x reader with a brooklyn girlsie who’s spot’s best friend & second in command which mean spot’s super protective over her?

this is my first time writing race in the canon verse so go easy on me (and i’m not sorry that it got so long). also, this is my first request so y e e t. enjoy! (daisy is ur newsies nickname btw)

Race Higgins was not a feelings kind of guy. Crutchie, with his ever-hopeful smile and bright, optimistic eyes? He did feelings. Jack, with his pretty girlfriend and heart-on-his-sleeve love for his boys? He did feelings. Race did not do feelings. So, why did his heart get all – eugh – fluttery when you walked into the lodging house, with a message for Jack? Why did he lay awake at night, staring at the ceiling and picturing you, with your twinkling eyes and your ever-present smirk, lying there next to him?

Race was also horrible at keeping secrets. But, you, he was pretty sure, were worth it. There wasn’t anything much to tell, anyway. He met you at the rally, standing off to the side while Spot Conlon shone in the spotlight. There was something about your stance, your crossed arms and straight back, that looked familiar. Maybe, it was because he knew how it felt to stand away from the spotlight, and to be proud of it. He had been Jack’s second-in-command until Davey’d come along, so he knew that look in your eyes. It was challenging, but certain. It said that you had faith in Spot, in the same way Race trusted Jack with his life. There was also a flower, stubbornly unwilted, tucked behind your ear and sticking out from under your cap.

That night was the first time he talked to you, too. His feet had drifted over to you, before he could stop himself, and he searched for something to say. You looked him over quickly and beat him to it.

“You’re from Manhattan, ain’t you?”

He nodded dumbly.

“Be honest with me, are your boys serious about the strike?”

He nodded again, finding his voice this time.

“We been hurt too bad to not be serious about all this.”

It was your turn to nod.

“This ain’t just a strike about us, no more. It’s about all of New York. There’s kids getting hurt all over. Someone needs to look after the little guys.”

He surprised himself with his own words. He hadn’t realised how much the strike truly meant to him until then.

You grinned, satisfied.

“Well, alright then. I’m Daisy,” you motioned to the flower in your hair and then stuck out a hand to shake. He met your eyes.

“Race.”

The first time he hugged you was after Manhattan had won their strike. You were both caught up in the excitement of it all. It wasn’t your first strike, but it was the first that carried the winds of change for all newsies with it. He was standing next to you and when Jack yelled their success, you leapt on him in pure joy. The music in Medda’s theatre couldn’t hold a candle to the melody of your laugh and he was certain that nothing could be prettier than your smile.

There was something between the two of you, something that pulled you together like magnets, even after those firsts. Neither of you had any idea what it was, but it felt decidedly unique. You had come to an arrangement.

Every Thursday night, just after sunset, when all the newsies were going to play cards or bet on the horses, the pair of you would meet at the point where the Brooklyn Bridge ended, and Manhattan began, and, there, you would sit and talk. There wasn’t anything scandalous about it, but it was understood that this was secret. Your relationship, friendship or whatever it was, was something that you kept to yourselves. Neither of you talked about it, but you knew that as good as Brooklyn-Manhattan relations had been since the strike, this something between you would make all of that a messier. Especially, since neither of you even knew what it was.

Race found himself telling you secrets that he didn’t know he was keeping. He told you stories about his long-gone father, or the way his mother looked when she smiled. You told him things, too, about the week you had spent in The Refuge and the way Spot had broken you out. The pair of you sat and talked and sometimes, when he made a stupid joke, you’d punch him lightly on the shoulder. Sometimes, when your voice got choked up talking about the little kids you’d almost lost, he’d reach over and hold your hand. He’d squeeze it once, twice and let go. There was always a look in your eyes, like maybe you wish he’d hold it for longer.

Your arrangement worked with the same regularity that bells in the city rang. You’d saunter up to him, give him a too-quick hug, and you’d sit down on the edge of the bridge, with your legs hanging over the side. You’d talk for hours and, when the moon was high in the sky, one of you would get up, and say, “Same time next week?”

Sure, he woke up groggy on Friday morning, but he looked forward to his time with you all week. He’d listen to the boys, storing up stories and jokes that he knew you’d like.

The pair of you worked like clockwork, which was why he felt nauseous when you didn’t show up that night.

He waited for what felt like ages, figuring you were probably busy talking to Spot, or sorting out some good-for-nothing kids who were giving you and yours some trouble. The longer he waited, the more his mind began to race. You wouldn’t do this to him, something had to be wrong for you to miss your moment together. Still, there was that doubt in the back of mind. You were probably just bored of him. You’d forgotten or found something – maybe, someone – more important. Girlsies were few and far between, but pretty girlsies, with kind smiles and uncompromising eyes, who didn’t need anybody but themselves to survive on the stinkin’ streets of New York? Those were near impossible to find. Boys like Race came easy, though, so he figured you must have got caught up in something better.

He walked back reluctantly, still somehow hoping that you hadn’t forgotten. He slept uneasily, wondering what could have possibly kept you away. On Friday, the more he thought about it, the surer he became that you meant to miss the meeting. He thought about the week before. Maybe, he had hugged you for a moment too long when you were leaving. Maybe, he teased a little too meanly. Maybe he smelled. Either way, he was almost certain that something about him had to be unappealing.

“Hey, Elmer, you heard about that girlsie in Brooklyn?”, his ears perked up a little at Albert’s words.

“Yeah, heard she got into a fight or somethin’ with some guys from Queens who were giving some Brooklyn girls some trouble. I heard it didn’t go so good.”

Race’s heart was pounding, and, without thinking, he jumped up from his bunk. He didn’t even bother masking the concern in his voice.

“What girl? D’you know her name?”, he said, with a hand on Elmer’s shoulder.

“Nah, sorry,” he gave Race an odd look.

“She definitely rolls with Spot, though,” Albert said, frowning at Race.

Before either of them could ask what was wrong, Race was out of the door. Girlsies were few and far between, but girlsies who’d get themselves into trouble protecting others and rolled with Spot Conlon? There could be only one girlsie like that.

He ran most of the way too Brooklyn, with his hat in his hand and his heart in his throat. His nausea the day before was nothing compared to the turning of him stomach as his feet pounded the pavement. Some Brooklyn boys gave him odd looks as he thundered through their turf, but none of them were old enough, or ranked high enough to stop him. He found the Brooklyn Newsies Lodging House easy enough, and breathlessly pushed open the door.

The first person he recognised was Spot, who stepped aggressively towards the door, as soon as Race stepped through it.

“Anything I can help you with, Manhattan? Is your Cowboy startin’ another strike, or something?”, he sneered.

“Uh, no, I,” Race trailed off, looking around the room, desperately. His eyes caught on you, with a blue eye and a bandage around your forehead. One of your arms was in a sling and the other was wrapped around a little girl’s shoulders and, for the first time since he’d known you, there was no flower in your hair. Your head snapped up as you heard Race’s voice, and you saw him moving towards you. Your feet were carrying you towards him before you could stop yourself.

“Hey, where d’you think you’re going, Manhattan?”

Suddenly, you remembered Spot. He was your best friend in the world and the only one who could get away with thinking that you needed looking after.

“Spot, he’s a friend, don’t worry about it.”

The Brooklyn leader looking at you, incredulously.

“A friend? From Manhattan?”

You nodded.

“I met ‘im at the strike. He’s, uh, just here to talk. Sorry, I forgot that he’d be coming by.”

You glanced between Race’s wild blue eyes and Spot’s concerned brown ones.

“A friend from Manhattan?”, he repeated. “Well, what are ya thinkin’ bringing him here? And, to talk? What else would you be doing with a kid from there?”

“Spot, I gotta sort some stuff out with Race. How ‘bout I talk to you about this all tonight, yeah?”

Without waiting for answer, you grabbed Race’s arm and dragged him out the door, and into the moonlit street.

“What the hell are you doing here?”, you whispered harshly, all too aware that everyone inside was probably listening to whatever you had to talk to a Manhattan boy about.

“What the hell am I doing here? What the hell are you doing getting beat up by assholes from Queens? I thought you might’a been dead or somethin’!”

His voice was louder than yours, and you could see his eyes brimming with tears. You realised that you were still holding tightly onto his arm. Your eyes softened, and he spoke again, a whispering this time.

“I-I thought somethin’ really bad could’a happened to you.” His voice got impossibly lower. “I know how some guys treat girlsies.”

He looked at you with those wide blue eyes, waiting for a reply.

“I-It’s nothin’,” you hoped he didn’t hear your voice shake. “Some asshole was roughing up these little girls, who ain’t done nothin’ wrong. Somebody’s gotta look out for the little people, right?”

He took your face in his hands, holding you gently, as if you were some fragile thing.

“You swear you’re okay?”

You nodded, dumbly, looking young and about as feeble as he felt when he first met you.

“You should see the other guys,” you joked. He didn’t laugh.

“I’m sorry I didn’t show up yesterday.”

He suddenly realised how near he was to you and took a small step back, scuffing his shoe on the pavement, and glaring at the ground.

“Wasn’t your fault. Sorry I stormed into your lodging. Spot looked ready to kill.”

“I don’t blame ya. If something had happened to you, I’d probably book it to Manhattan, too. And Spot’ll get over it.”

Race looked up, brilliant blue eyes locked on yours.

“What’s he got to get over? I’m a friend from Manhattan, nothin’ to worry about,” he chuckled wryly at his own words, sounding half-bitter.

This was dangerous territory. You took a step nearer to him.

“You ain’t just a friend, Race. I figured you knew that.”

“Well, I know that I like ya, but we ain’t never talked about being more than friends.”

“Then let’s talk now. I think I’d like an excuse to swing by Manhattan more often.”

He grabbed your face gently, and his lips were on yours. Your eyes screwed shut and you felt warmth washing over your body and, after too short a moment, he pulled away.

“I, um, how’s this gonna work? Us, I mean, if there is an us.”

His eyes searched yours.

“Brooklyn and Manhattan ain’t so far away, really. We’ll figure it out.”

After promises to see each other sometime sooner than next Thursday, and a couple more stolen kisses, you and Race reluctantly parted ways. You pretended not see the little jig he did as he walked home.

You must have been outside longer than you thought, because when you opened the door to the lodging house again, most of the kids were asleep in bed and Spot was standing with his hands on his hips, glaring at the door.

“A friend from Manhattan, huh?”

His voice was low and yeah, you thought to yourself, you were definitely in for it.

Spot’s scowl softened a little when he saw your smile.

“I’m paying him a visit tomorrow. Gotta make sure he’s good for you.”

Your smile somehow brightened even more, and you wrapped Spot in a quick side hug.

“He’s definitely good for me.”

“Yeah, well. He better not come by the lodging again. I’m already tired of his stupid face.”

That night, you and Race fell asleep with matching smiles on your faces. He knew that in the morning he’d have to tell Jack that he was with a Brooklyn girl and deal with all that came with it, and he knew that Spot Conlon was probably already planning his death, but he didn’t mind too terribly. He thought of the feeling of your lips on his and the look on your face when he pulled away. No, he didn’t mind facing anything at all, as long as he had you.

#race higgins x reader #newsies x reader #newsies: the musical #newsies fanfiction #kay writes stuff!#keep requesting pls ily

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hayleysstark · 5 years

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Queenie here! Of course I'm gonna have 002 MERLIN EMRYS for the ask meme!! *gets a blanket and popcorn and excitedly waits for the novel about to unfold*

fgbgfdfgffgbgfdfbdfvbfdcfbvfcvb YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT ONE MERLIN EMRYS, HE IS A BEAUTIFUL AND PERFECT AND MAJESTIC MAN AND I WOULD DIE FOR HIS SALTY, MORALLY-AMBIGUOUS SELF. a n y w a y okay I promise btw I’m gonna answer all your other asks SOON fghgtfggfcb I RUN,,,,,,,,,, 13 BLOGS,,,,,,, ON THE SAME ACCOUNT,,,,,,,,,,, ASKS ON MY MAIN GET BURIED IM SORRY,,,,,,,,

fghrfgbgdfgbvfcdv okay okay here it is pREPARE FOR AN OUTPOURING OF LOVE ABOUT ONE MERLIN EMRYS. WE’RE LOVIN MERLIN EMRYS ON MAIN HERE TONIGHT.!!!!!

How I feel about this character: PERFECT MAN???? BEAUTIFUL WARLOCK????? E X T R E M E L Y PRETTY OH MY GOD. CHEEKBONES????????? GOOD. COULD KILL A MAN. CLAVICLES??????????? GOOD. COULD KILL 10 MEN. WHINY PETTY BITCH VIBES?????? GO OD. COULD KILL A THOUSAND MEN. IM LOVE HIM. NEVER DOUBT MY AFFECTIONS FOR ONE MERLIN EMRYS

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Freya tbh!!! im love her. she’s the only one I actively ship Merlin with, but I’m pretty chill seeing him with pretty much anyone else, too, except Arthur ’cause squick, Morgana ’cause no, Gwen ’cause they’re such good friends I don’t want to lose that, and Lancelot because Lancelot is Merlin’s Tired Older Brother and you WILL let me have that for as long as i continue to adore and support it. also this goes without saying but according to AO3 it doesnt: i don’t like Merlin/Uther or Merlin/Gaius or Merlin/Mordred either because age difference. everyone else is chill!! lol I’m v v picky about who is allowed to love one Merlin Emrys.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: GIVE ME THAT GOOD PLATONIC MERLIN AND ARTHUR ALL DAY EVERY DAY. Also REALLY love Merlin’s friendship with Gwaine and Gwen and Lancelot, as discussed before, and his relationship with Gaius ((dfgbfdfdcv “you are the son i never had” LITERALLY DEATH WOULD BE KINDER))

My unpopular opinion about this character: tbh the Merlin fandom runs on discourse lmao so I’m honestly not sure what could be considered “unpopular”? I don’t think many people address that he sort of coddled and sheltered Arthur a lot, and that gets on my nerves. He claims to have the deepest respect for Arthur, but he clearly doesn’t trust him to be smart enough or kind enough or noble enough to do the right thing when it counts. I wish there could have been more instances where Merlin left the decisions in Arthur’s hands. It would have made their friendship feel even just a touch more equal, which is something it was severely lacking by even as early as S3.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: wHY DIDN’T ANYONE EVER JUST LIKE GIVE THIS KID A FUCKING HUG OR SOMETHING GODDAMN IT?? OR EVEN JUST FIND OUT HIS SECRET AND SWEAR TO KEEP IT AND /NOT DIE TRAGICALLY RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS FUCKING EYES????????? WOULD THAT HAVE BEEN SO HARD BBC. BBC WOULD THAT HAVE BEEN SO HARD. htghgfgfb aLSO really wish we could have seen more of Merlin’s interactions with the magical community?? he seems v uncomfortable and even upset with his destiny as Emrys, even by the end of the series, and I really would have liked an episode, maybe a season finale, even, where we get to see him fully accept and embrace the magnitude of his power. LET MERLIN EMRYS ACCEPT HIMSELF 2KFOREVER.

My OTP: Merlin/Freya!!

My crossover ship: fhfgfdfgfdfc I’m a BASIC BITCH and I don’t really ship crossover ships?? I guess,,,,,,,,, he and Iris West from The Flash would be okay?? I mean, I think they’d make a lot of sense. also I WILL see him being bros w/ Galavant and Sid and Princess Isabella. Mark my words. No romantic pairings. Just Merlin teasing Gal with Sid and Isabella. its literally everything i want in my entire life.

A headcanon fact: he really likes tea!!🍵the kind you drink. not the kind you spill. but he also likes the kind you spill esp about one Arthur Pendragon lmao 🍵🍵🍵

Thanks so much for asking abt one Merlin Emrys. dhrgdfgv BEAUTIFUL MAN

send me a character/ship

#merlin #bbc merlin #ask #queenie #Anonymous

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tozierswheelers · 6 years

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being the middle wheeler child [headcanons]

Request: @xbarrjallenx said “can I please request a ‘being mike and nancy’s sister…’ head canon? thank you!“

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x Reader (platonic, family), Nancy Wheeler x Reader (platonic, family), Steve Harrington x Reader (oops it’s romantic)

this is so long and all over the place and i’m thinking of doing a steve story based on this headcanon. thoughts?

being a Wheeler has made your life…interesting.

to start, you’re the awkward middle child, three years older than Mike and a year younger than Nancy.

even though you’re closer in age to Nancy, you can’t help but feel closer to Mike.

you‘ve always been the one who watches over them during their campaigns, even joining in when you get bored of doing homework

(the whole party loves you)

((in fact, Dustin, Lucas, and Will all have secret crushes on you but shh))

but of course you’re still pretty close with Nancy

I mean

who else are you gonna go to for advice?

and gossip?

she’s your role model.

surprisingly, you fit in with the popular crowd at school

which means that you catch the attention of King Steve fairly quickly.

you can’t help but fall for the big-haired dork

I mean, he hangs out with you a lot and he’s actually showing interest in you

just when you think he’s about to ask you out…

he goes after Nancy.

you can’t help but feel heartbroken

and Mike notices, so he tries to distract you, using D&D in order to keep your attention focused away from Steve & Nancy

when Will goes missing, things get worse

you thought Steve asking Nancy out hurt?

imagine losing someone who you’ve known all your life.

you go to the search party, tears in your eyes as you search for little Byers

when you don’t find anything, you sneak out with the boys

you’re just as surprised as they are when you find Eleven

you are the one who she trusts the most

you give her your old clothes and help the boys set up a small fort in your basement

this whole thing has definitely kept your mind off Steve

too bad Nancy has to ruin it and drag you to his house the next night.

the party is lame (in your opinion) but you just don’t want to see Steve and Nancy making out

so when Barb cuts herself, you jump at the chance to leave

you take Barb’s side in her argument with Nancy, causing Nancy to say some pretty mean stuff to you

(like, even Tommy and Carol are shocked)

((so is Steve but he decides to stick with Nancy instead of you))

so you stand up straight and hold back your tears, following Barb outside..

…where you are both taken by the Demogorgon.

you wake up disoriented, not knowing where you are

you’re blinded by bright lights, and when your eyes adjust, you can’t help but smile.

sitting around you are Lucas, Dustin, Mike, and Will.

you shift around, trying to get comfortable

this automatically wakes up Mike, which wakes up Dustin, which wakes up Lucas, which wakes up Will

the four boys surround you in a hug before Mike sits up straight, grinning widely.

“NANCY, SHE’S AWAKE!! (Y/N)’S AWAKE!!”

in stumbles Nancy, eyes red and swollen and hair all over the place

she lets out a sob as she throws herself on you, apologizing profusely as she realizes just how close she had come to losing you

you’re super confused for a few minutes before it all comes back to you

Eleven, Barb, Will, the place that the kids now call the “Upside Down”

your eyes widen as you look at Mike

“please tell me no one is dead.”

Mike looks at Nancy, who looks right back at him

they speak in unison

“El is gone”

“Barb is gone”

you look down slightly before getting up, making your way to the door before you feel your legs give out

you begin to fall, feeling two sets of arms steady you

“woah there kid. take it easy.”

it’s Jim Hopper, who you haven’t seen this sober in years.

“(Y/N) you’re awake!”

all of a sudden, you’re being embraced by someone and you can’t help but smile as you recognize the familiar scent of Farrah Fawcett Hairspray.

things are finally going back to normal

no Demogorgon and no Upside Down to worry about

but then Christmas comes along

and you wake up sick

your mom forces you to stay in bed, and you listen

until you end up in the bathroom, throwing up like crazy.

when you see the weird slug coming out of you, you calmly stand up, flush the toilet, and sprint all the way to the Byers household

you flinch slightly at Joyce’s smiling face, not wanting to ruin her day

you ask her permission to talk to Will and she agrees, knowing that you two are the only ones who understand each other.

Will admits that he’s experiencing the same things as you but makes you promise not to tell anyone.

you reluctantly agree and he smiles before hugging you.

“I’m scared (Y/N)”

you can’t help but feel protective over Will but you can’t find it in you to lie to him and tell him it’ll all be alright.

so you settle for the truth

“me too Will. me too.”

you reject Jonathan’s offer to drive you back home, and although Joyce is worried, she knows that you need the time to yourself.

you’re stopped on your way home by a honk

you look up slowly to see Steve Harrington leaning our the window of his car

“hey Wheeler. what’s a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?”

you scoff and roll your eyes before walking away, only for him to follow you up the road.

“c’mon Wheeler. what’d I do?”

Steve eventually gets out of the car and catches up to you, grabbing your wrist and bringing you in, eyes widening when you start crying

he wraps you in his arms and carries you to his car before driving off

“wanna talk about it?” he gently asks. you nod.

and so you spill everything

and by ‘everything’, I mean

e v e r y t h i n g

the vague things you remember from the Upside Down, admitting that you remember Barb dying. everything.

including your crush on him and your heartbreak over his relationship with Nancy

yet you keep your promise to Will, and don’t say a word about the slugs

Steve stares at you for a moment before grabbing your cheeks and leaning in

your eyes widen and just as his lips brush over yours,

you open the door and dart out of the car, running all the way home

you couldn’t kiss Steve. you couldn’t do that to Nancy.

you start to avoid Steve, even though he always tries to talk to you about it

you spend even more time with the kids, immersing yourself in Mike’s search for Eleven.

soon enough, it has been nearly a year since the events with the Upside Down

you find yourself struggling, visions of that place becoming more and more frequent

until it all culminates on Halloween

you get dragged to Tina’s party by Jonathan

and you’re actually having fun, until Nancy and Steve get into their fight

Steve comes up to Jonathan, telling him to take Nancy home before turning to you

you stare at each other until Jonathan comes back, Nancy in his arms

you turn and walk away with Jonathan, grabbing his car keys in order to open the door for him

After placing Nancy in the car, you realize you forgot your purse so you go back, telling Jonathan to go ahead without you

you hear a small shriek from the woods behind the house and can’t help but go near it

you find some sort of small creature, which runs when it sees you.

you follow it all the way to the Henderson’s home before deciding to turn back…

only to find yourself in the Upside Down once again

you notice a large shadow looming over the town, and your anxiety skyrockets.

the thing makes its way towards you and all of a sudden, you’re in Jim Hopper’s arms.

you can’t speak. everything that comes out of your mouth are broken stutters

so Hopper takes you to a small, rustic cabin

where you find

“(Y/N)!!”

all of a sudden you’re tackled by a curly head of hair

“Eleven?”

Hopper tells you everything that has happened since last year

you’re just really happy that El is okay.

soon you have to go back, promising that you won’t tell anyone about El.

you eventually get dragged into the whole thing with Dart, and you have to run around looking for him

you run into El, and quickly help her get out of the school, narrowly avoiding Mike

you burst outside and find yourself back in the Upside Down

Will stands there, gaping at the weird shadow monster

you quickly run to Will, trying to get the monster away from him

you’re successful but know that it has infected Will.

((you are unaware that a part of it has entered you now as well))

you try and help Joyce with Will, and eventually help Bob figure out where Hopper is located but you don’t go with them

Mike doesn’t want to let you go but you assure him that you’re going straight home

you arrive home, where you run into Dustin

and eventually Steve

the burning of the tunnels hurt both you and Will, although it hurts Will significantly more

Dustin and Steve don’t know what to do

eventually, y’all go to the junkyard, where you meet up with Max and Lucas.

the kids are all busy arguing, leaving you and Steve alone

“hey (Y/N), I think it’s time we talk about what happened last Christmas.”

“no offense Steve, but now is not really the best time for that.”

Steve is so done with you ignoring him but before he can do anything about it, you’re all stuffed inside the bus waiting for the demodogs.

you’re on the floor with a demodog about to devour you when all of a sudden, they’re called off.

the first thing Steve does when he picks you up is dip you into a dramatic kiss, causing all the kids to groan

“what about Nancy?”

“we broke up the night of Tina’s party. turns out she never loved me and I never loved her. we were always focused on other people.”

you eventually make your way to Hawkins Labs, meeting up with everyone else.

Nancy hugs you super tightly

“so, Jonathan huh?”

“so, Steve huh?”

you find Joyce, Hopper, Will, and Mike and quickly drive to the Byers household.

“(Y/N) I thought you said you were going straight home!”

“shut up Michael. something got in the way.”

you quickly realize that you must be sedated as well

even though you’re not completely possessed, you’re still a risk

you manage to calm down Will when he wakes, and smoothly translate his message towards the others: CLOSE GATE.

you’re taken to Hopper’s cabin as well, and the virus comes out of you much more easily than it comes out of Will.

eventually, Will is freed and you just know that El has closed the gate.

a month later, you find yourself fixing Mike’s tie before the Snow Ball

you and Nancy are also going, being in charge of snacks and drinks, respectively.

you can’t help but chuckle as Dustin walks into the school, hair all puffed up just like Steve

you really can’t help but smile as Nancy walks over and asks to dance with him

you find yourself swaying softly to the music, leaning against the walls before..

“can I have this dance?”

you look over to see Steve standing there, a goofy smile on his face as he looks at you

you gingerly place your hand in his and squeak as he tugs you closer to him

you smile fondly as you spot Mike kissing El and turn to Steve when you hear his laugh slightly

“what?” you ask

“it’s just, I don’t know why I didn’t ask you out last year.”

“well you were in love with Nancy.”

“that’s the thing (Y/N). I never was. it was always you that I was in love with. not her.”

you find yourself unable to speak as you pull Steve down, pressing your lips against his in a kiss that leaves him completely breathless.

you bounce apart when you hear a squeal and look up to see Nancy and Jonathan standing there, the latter holding a camera up.

Jonathan smirks before handing you a polaroid. “congrats.”

Nancy follows, leaning up towards Steve and whispering in his ear. “if I see her cry you’re dead Harrington. got it?”

Steve chuckles and nods before coming face to face with Dustin and Lucas.

“if you hurt her, I will break you, you son of a bitch!” Dustin exclaims.

“if you ever get bored, call me.” Lucas says with a wink, causing Max to snort.

Mike and Eleven are the last to speak.

“if you ever do anything bad to her Harrington,” Mike starts.

“yeah yeah. I get it. you’ll hurt me.” Steve interrupts.

Mike snorts before speaking.

“no. i’ll let el come after you.”

you can’t help but laugh at Mike’s words, bringing him into a hug that soon draws Nancy in as well.

even though the past two years have been terrifying, you’re just glad that you had such amazing siblings with you every step of the way.

Tags: @delicrieux, @broken-pieces, @xbarrjallenx

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ciarawritesmarvel · 6 years

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replies - follow my lead [epilogue]

Okay, here’s my third attempt to reply to you all on the last chapter of FML! I’m afraid I’ve given up on replying to chapter 17, I just cannot face typing that out for a third time but I really want to reply to your incredible comments on 18 so here goes...

Before I do, please know that I was and continue to be blown away by the overwhelmingly positive response on not only those last few chapters but on the entire series. You have all been incredibly welcoming and I have even recently hit 1k followers, something I never expected to happen this soon. All I can say is thank you, or at least, that’s all I can say without going off on a long ramble!

I love you ALL so very much <3

@sarahp879 Oh, you can bet a lot of money that he did. There was none left anywhere and let’s be real, Nat drank most of it to deal with sitting between Sam and Clint yet again. Thank you for all your comments over the series :)

@vgurl18 I’m so glad you thought so...thank you! :)

@ek823 I’m so glad you enjoyed all the fluff and sweetness :)

@yknott81 I’m so pleased you thought so! I did have to make sure to get their reactions right, it took a little while. Steve’ll get over it in time ;)

@lostinspace33 Thank you so much, lovely, for all your comments over the past few weeks <3

@bucky-at-bedtime I’m so glad you enjoyed it!! I always try to get my characterisation as clear-cut as possible, it’s one of my main priorities so for you to comment on it means the world. You are the amazing one here, lovely!! I should have some time this evening to finally read through your recent writing too and I am SO looking forward to it, sorry its taken me a while <3

@rediscoveringdebbie84 I’m so pleased, scrunched up happy face smiling is the aim here :D

@echointhelibrary Thank you! <3

@chrys-1029 It most certainly isn’t the best story ever but I so appreciate that more than I can tell you! Thank you so much, you wonderful human <3

@stressedoutkylo IM SO SORRY ITS OVER LOVELY BUT YOUR COMMENTS FROM THE BEGINNING HAVE NEVER FAILED TO MAKE ME SMILE AND HAPPY AND I CANNOT THANK YOU ENOUGH FOR THAT

@steverogersbish I have to get some comedy in there or it wouldn’t be my writing style, haha! Of course they’re happy and I’m so glad you are too. You’re a wonderful person and your comments have been so lovely so thank you! :)

@faunacea I know, neither can I! This comment is just exactly what a writer wants to hear I think. For you to say that its well-written means the world, I’m so pleased you liked the banter, the domestic touch, the love. Your comments have always added a spring to my step, you lovely, lovely person so thank you! I really hope you enjoy the next series <3

@ign-is REALLY? THAT’S CRAZY I’M SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING LOVELY

@diinofayce You have always been to kind to me. Thank you <3

@ooh-look-a-blibbering-humdinger Thank you so much :)

@avengersbabe13 NOW IM CRYING BAAAABE YOU’RE SO AMAZING AND YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN THANK YOU SO MUCH. Also, for someone to say they’re proud of me makes me weirdly emotional and stuff that’s just such a lovely thing to say thank you <3

@slowly-but-surely I’M SO SORRY BUT I HAD TO DO IT! FOR YOU TO SAY ITS THE BEST FIC EVER MEANS E V E R Y T H I N G TO ME I CANNOT THANK YOU ENOUGH LOVELY <3

@thelastxgoodthing This means so much to me, thank you so very much :D

@feelmyroarrrr Thank you!!! :)

@sgtjbuccky I do like to feed people the fluff, I’ll give you that! Yeah, that gif is basically exactly what I had in my mind when I wrote this epilogue so I”m glad that came across! (so worth the ten minutes, in my humble opinion) What a look, am i right? Well, I’m glad I did because the recent Back To You, as I’ve said, was a complete fucking masterpiece lovely! Softness and love is my favourite thing to write and I can’t express how happy I am that you enjoyed it. Of course they’re engaged, but I couldn’t resist the chance to mess with the team one last time ;) Your words mean everything to me. I really, truly mean that, to hear that you’ve enjoyed this series so much when I admire and look up to you is just insane to me. I am more than honoured to now be able to call you a friend and I have so much love for you, Salina! You’re incredible and I so hope I don’t start writing crap and ruining everything 😂😂

@kat-lives Yep, you are definitely thinking of the correct photo and it certainly isn’t a bad look but I couldn’t resist including a bit of domestic fluff and that was the best way I could think of. I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed the fic, means the world <3

@shamelessbookaddict THANK YOU!!!

@realgreglestrade I’m so glad you enjoyed the fic, Steve’s reaction and probably Steve himself will always be my favourite in this series, simply because I love writing slightly clueless puppy dog Steve. Thank you so much, lovely <3

@buckysbeech No way, you binged it! I am incredibly impressed, I mean the whole story is like 30k words so that’s good going! My darling, you are the amazing one, thank you so very much <3

@spoopy-piineapple OHHHhhh my god that is so true, head canon 100% accepted, Steve is bridezilla but he ain’t even the bride. I may have to write a little oneshot about that one day. A huge notebook and sketchpad with ideas and he just gets it out and is like “RIGHT THEN”

@sydariah I am so pleased you enjoyed it lovely and thank you for the continued comments and support <3

@movie-dates-and-choccy-shakes Me? Talented? Pshh, nah but thank you!! Please don’t be dead though, lovely ;) <3

@riddle-me-bliss I HAD TO DO IT TO ‘EM

@spidey-linquentimagines Of course I saw your last reblog, I read every single comment on everything, I’m only sorry I didn’t manage to reply. I am so so honoured you enjoyed the series and my writing, means the world to me! I can’t wait to share them and I really hope you enjoy, thank you for all your support from the very beginning <3

@brieannakeogh Thank you! <3

@isabella212 Thank you so much <3

@dreamerinfinity I’m so pleased to hear that! Poor Steve, but I’m sure he’ll get over it when he realises his best friend is getting MARRIED! Oh they most certainly did, Bucky had to like sit with Steve for a solid ten minutes rubbing his back and calming him down, trust

@jaamesbbarnes I am so sorry I never replied to your comment on the masterlist before, I kept meaning to and then life got in the way. I had to get the 40s reference in there somewhere, and teasing is just my thing at this point. But, to hear from one of my fave writers on this site that they enjoy my writing means more than I could possibly tell you! I’m so honoured that you binged my work, although it’s still a little hard to believe! I could literally rant about you and your talent forever, seriously. And, of course, I would love to add you to my taglist! Merci infiniment!

@ican-do-this-all-day no doN’T DIE <3

@dorkydaddies I’m so glad you enjoyed it and I really hope you enjoy what’s to come :D

@farfromjustordinary YOU BINGED IT IN 1.5 HOURS THATS MADNESS IM SO IMPRESSED. I AM A COMPLETE SUCKER FOR PROTECTIVE BUCKY SO I AM SO WITH YOU THERE, I HAD TO DO IT AND I WILL BASICALLY ALWAYS HAVE IT SOMEWHERE IN EVERY BUCKY FIC HONESTLY. I AM AN ASSHAT BUT ILL TAKE IT IF I WAS ABLE TO SEND YOU ON THAT ROLLERCOASTER. I AM SO SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT, THANK YOU LOVELY!! <3

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Yuri!!! On Ice Fanfic Recs with Reviews ["W" Authors]

Note: Doing some major reformating of the YOI fanfic rec pages. The pages that include my reviews are now having the posts separated alphabetically by author (see below). I am also creating separate page(s) that allow filtering the fanfics by category. It's a work in progress, but I'm having fun with it.

This page includes my YOI fanfic recs (with reviews) for authors whose names begin with "W".

Note: For any authors whom I don't know the gender, I refer to them with they/them. If any authors wish to correct me, please do so.

AUTHORS REC PAGES: #0-9 -- A -- B -- C -- D -- E -- F -- G -- H -- I -- J -- K -- L -- M -- N -- O -- P -- Q -- R -- S -- T -- U -- V -- W -- X -- Y -- Z

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Refer to this masterlist for all of my YOI fanfic recs.

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whelvenwings (@whelvenwings)

You Set My Heart on Fire

Rating: Teen Words: 34.6k Status: Complete Relationship: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Tags: Alternate careers AU; Painters; Soulmates AU; Anxiety ❤❤❤❤❤ Summary: Everyone has a soulmate. And everyone sees any marks on their soulmate's skin appear on their own body; it starts with the first marks, drawn on by the midwife at birth. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a soulmate who replies, but Yuuri does, and he knows that he should feel fortunate - however, when he's trying to make a living as a small-time painter, and his soulmate is the famous artist, Viktor Nikiforov... well, it seems slightly less than fortunate. Yuuri can't help but feel self-conscious. So self-conscious, in fact, that he's never even shown Viktor his face, never let Viktor hear his voice. The only way that they've spoken is through ink, writing message after message to each other on their skin - but that's all about to change. ❤❤❤❤❤ Review: This soulmate fic takes place in an alternate universe where Yuuri and Viktor are painters. They have been communicating with each other since Yuuri's birth by writing to one another on their skin. Yuuri is an extremely anxious and very sensitive in this AU, nervous to let himself be known to many people, including Viktor. Eventually, at 24, he works up the nerve to call Viktor on the phone and soon gets wrangled into a painting competition with Yuri using Viktor's body as the canvas. This is a story about Yuuri slowly becoming more confident and bold in both his relationship with Viktor and with his art. A big setback occurs which results in Yuuri withdrawing from Viktor, but gradually they work their way back and further beyond. They learn to work with each other's opposing personalities to strengthen and improve themselves and their relationship. This is a delightful fic with a really sweet ending.

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witchbane (@witchsbane)

Kintsugi

Rating: Explicit Words: 114.1k Status: Work In Progress Relationship: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Tags: Mafia AU; Enemies to lovers; Angst; Slow burn ❤❤❤❤❤ Summary: Yuuri Katsuki is a hitman burdened with a debt he can never repay. His target: Viktor Nikiforov, next Pakhan to one of the most dangerous families in the Russian mafia. When the two are drawn into a treacherous alliance after a mission gone wrong, the bonds of love and loyalty to family and duty begin to unravel—even as they get more tangled up in each other. ❤❤❤❤❤ Review: I'm normally not much for mafia AUs. I don't enjoy stories with main characters that are genuinely despicable, assholish, or psychotic, and I like it even less when my favorite characters are changed and portrayed that way. What works with Kitsugi is witchbane's talented, careful handling of the characters, more broken and hardened from their experiences, but still likeable and similar to their canon counterparts. Yuuri is turned into an efficient and capable killer in order to pay off a debt, but he hates what he does, feeling guilty about several of his actions, but is determined to see it through because he desires to finally go back home to his family and earn his freedom. Victor is colder and more ruthless, but does so out of loyalty and care for Yakov and others in the mafia family, and he values loyalty in others. He's an asshole to Yuuri at first, being a for-hire hitman and outsider, but comes to genuinely care for him, respecting Yuuri's desire to not be forced into sex, worrying over him when he gets injured, and trusting him with secrets. They are slowly forging a loving bond in harsh, cruel conditions, and it will be interesting to see where the story goes from there considering how much Yuuri is hiding from Victor. The story is realistic, gritty, and angsty, doesn't glorify or romanticize the lifestyle, and still maintains sympathetic characters. It makes for a fascinating fic, and I really appreciate what witchbane has done with it.

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writingfromtheshadows (@lovingnikiforov)

Equivalent Exchange

Rating: Mature Words: 129.6k Status: Work In Progress Relationship: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Tags: Fantasy AU; Royalty AU; Politics; Magic; Hurt/comfort ❤❤❤❤❤ Summary: Without the Katsuki line to protect and maintain the laws of magic, Great Mages have become so few and far between that many believe the age of magic is coming to an end. However, when he comes across a young man weaving tales with figures of fire, Viktor begins to wonder if magic is truly dead, or if it lives on in the body of the storyteller with warm brown eyes. ❤❤❤❤❤ Review: This fic is absolutely amazing. Hands down one of the best royalty, political thriller fanfics for YOI, with everyone being a competent badass in their own special way. Dessa takes great care at carefully developing the plot and characters, never sacrificing one for the other. The beginning of the fic sets the stage for Viktor and Yuuri's relationship, both ommitting key facts about themselves, but still able to create a connection. Viktor is a king who just wants a break from the ever-constant responsibility and to connect with someone who just sees him as Viktor. Yuuri is a mage who pretends to not be one, and becomes attached to this man who seems to have a target painted on his back. The beginning is mostly light-hearted, with hints of the trouble to come. The Nikiforovs have a powerful, magical enemy that is determined to destroy their dynasty, and Yuuri becomes the only possible person to combat these attacks. The plot is gradual to work its way in, but once it does it hits in full force, and the topics tackled are heavy - regicide, mass murders, discrimination, duty/sacrifice. The story approaches the conflicts and politics in a realistic manner - everybody has to sacrifice something for the greater good. As much as some of Viktor's advisors would like to play the part of Viktor's friend and trust his faith in Yuuri, they must remain skeptical and wary. As much as Yuuri would just like to run away and hide who he is, he is the only force powerful enough to protect Viktor and change the course of the battle. As much as Viktor would like to be more familiar around Yuuri, he must maintain a certain distance. Dessa utilizes multiple POVs so that you understand the motivations behind each of the main characters. Everyone is so well-rounded. I love it how in one chapter I can be so frustrated with the actions of one character, and in the next I'm sympathizing with their plight and reasons behind their actions. And it's not just one character, it's multiple. They all make frustrating mistakes, but they all also learn and grow from these mistakes. Their inner thoughts and interactions with one another builds the careful framework that this story thrives on. Wow, I really really really can't wait to see how this fic is resolved - this is the story I most eagerly anticipate updates for.

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Wynn (@astreetcarnamedwynn)

Wynn is so great with balancing the dynamics between Yuuri, Victor, and Yuri. Normally I don't care for Yuri taking away focus from Yuuri and Victor, but I love how she weaves him into her fics. She is perhaps one of the few authors that I will gladly read Yuri's POV and interactions with Yuuri and Victor.

Sixty Impossible Things

Rating: Teen Words: 77.9k Status: Work In Progress Relationship: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov; (platonic friendship) Yuri+Yuuri Tags: Canon divergent; Alterate meeting after Sochi; Sassy Yuuri; Pining Victor; Anxiety; Getting to know each other; Learning to relationship ❤❤❤❤❤ Summary: Yuuri sits shellshocked at the barrage of messages. His friends and family in Hasetsu possessed a modicum of chill, as Phichit would say, at least when it came to phones and social media. This blitz... possessed no chill whatsoever. None. Yuuri thinks even Phichit would be awed. "Yuri Plisetsky and Viktor Nikiforov are messaging me the argument I think they’re having with each other about each other while likely standing right next to each other while texting me." Celestino stares at him a long moment, silent. Then he lifts a hand to his temple, closes his eyes, and sighs. ❤❤❤❤❤ Review: This is a canon divergence fic where Yuri starts contacting Yuuri soon after the Sochi Grand Prix, and things barrel out of control from there. Something that I absolutely LOVE is that Wynn focuses on Yuuri's relationships with Yuri, Viktor, Phichit, Celestino, and Minami. The way Yuuri interacts with each of them is different, and I appreciate the care and emphasis she puts on making each one important for Yuuri. Celestino is often an overlooked character, so I really appreciate her attention to him. The conversations are honest, occasionally savage, occasionally funny, and just generally sweet. I especially love how he responds to Yuri's rudeness with equal rudeness initially, which is refreshing to the normal "oh what a cute kitten." Yuri can be a real dick, and it's nice to see him called out on such dickishness. And while the interactions between the two are petty and contentious from both sides for a while, this slowly changes as the fic continues. Originally, this story was set as complete at five chapters and has since been continued, which I was so excited to see! Each chapter continues to get better, further developing the dynamics between Yuuri, Victor, and Yuri. Recent chapters have seen a break through between the three, being more honest with each other, and all the angst and stress beforehand was worth the heartwarming payoff. I love this story so much, and I'm glad that Wynn decided to continue it!

Yuri, the Vampire Slayer

Rating: Teen Words: 20.9k Status: Work In Progress Relationship: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov; (platonic) Yuri+Yuuri; (brothers) Victor+Yuri Tags: Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU; Vampire slayer Yuri; Vampire slayer Yuuri; Watcher Yuuri; Witch Victor; BAMF Yuuri ❤❤❤❤❤ Summary: One month after the death of his Watcher, Yakov Feltsman, sixteen-year old Yuri Plisetsky struggles to deal with the grief he feels at Yakov's death as well as the burden he bears at being a vampire slayer, particularly keeping his secret from his best friend, Otabek Altin. Yuri's brother, Viktor, struggles as well, having traded ballet and the Bolshoi for lawnmowers and suburbia following the death of their mother two years prior. Into both of their lives walks Yuuri Katsuki, a walking knot of contradictions, with his ugly tie and slicked back hair, bearing the news that he, now, is Yuri's new Watcher. ❤❤❤❤❤ Review: I was hesitant to start this story despite being a big Buffy the Vampire Slayer fan (favorite American tv series still to this day). I saw the title, wasn't too enthusiastic for a story where Yuri was the main character, and stayed away. I shouldn't have worried, because Wynn does a great job balancing the scenes between all three characters. And despite Yuri getting the title role, the Buffy mantle is shared between him and Yuuri (Yuuri is 7th season Buffy to Yuri's 1st season Buffy). Yuuri shares several of his slaying stories with Yuri, which any fan of the Buffy series will recognize (the drowning, fight with the mayor, etc). I love how much of a BAMF Yuuri is. Yuri is understandably angry with the whole situation, slowly improving with Yuuri's guidance. And Victor is desperate to protect his brother and keep their family together. It's really well done, and I hope that Wynn eventually gets back to the story.

#Victuuri fic recs #YOI fic recs #W authors

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