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pinkflower2003 · 5 days

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Not Goodbye, Just See You Later

Daniel Ricciardo x Schumacher!Reader

a/n: hii! this is just an idea that popped into my head, i’ve been a Schumacher fan since when i can remember and i watched Michael race so he is my hero! hope this is okay! totally open to doing other parts to this💛 send in your submissions!

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@/YNSchumacher: back home where it all began! So excited to be back at the Monaco GP with my F1 family. No one will ever understand what this sport means to me and my family, now being back seeing Mick, I couldn’t be prouder❤️

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The roar of engines filled the air, the smell of burning rubber and fuel a familiar scent as you walked through the paddock of the Monaco Grand Prix. This was a second home to you, a place where you grew up, surrounded by the titans of motorsport. You were (Y/N) Schumacher, daughter of the legendary Michael Schumacher and sister to the rising star, Mick Schumacher.

But unlike your brother, you had carved out a different path for yourself. You were a successful model and actress, gracing magazine covers and starring in blockbuster films. Despite your fame in the entertainment industry, your heart always belonged to the racetrack. The glitz and glamour of Hollywood were exciting, but there was something about the visceral energy of Formula 1 that always drew you back.

Today, you had come to support Mick and to reconnect with the F1 family. As you made your way to the Mercedes garage, you felt eyes following you. This was something you were used to, but today, there was a particular set of eyes that made your heart flutter. Daniel Ricciardo, the honey badger himself, was staring at you with wide eyes, a goofy grin slowly spreading across his face.

You smiled and waved at him, and he almost tripped over his own feet. His fellow drivers, Lando Norris and Carlos Sainz, were quick to notice his reaction and began teasing him mercilessly.

"Oi, Danny, watch your step!" Lando called out, a mischievous grin on his face.

Carlos nudged Daniel with his elbow, smirking. "What's the matter, Ricciardo? Never seen a movie star before?"

Daniel turned a shade of red that matched the Ferrari cars. "Shut up, guys," he muttered, trying to play it cool but failing miserably.

You couldn't help but laugh at their antics. Deciding to put him out of his misery, you walked over to them. "Hey, Daniel," you said, your voice warm and friendly. "It's nice to finally meet you."

Daniel's eyes widened even more, if that was possible. "Nice to meet you too, (Y/N)," he said, his voice slightly higher-pitched than usual. "I've, uh, seen all your movies."

Lando snickered. "Yeah, he even has a poster of you in his room."

Daniel shot him a glare. "Lando!"

You laughed, feeling more at ease. "That's okay, Daniel. I'm flattered."

Daniel rubbed the back of his neck, looking both embarrassed and thrilled. "Yeah, you're amazing. And Mick's doing great too. You must be proud."

"I am," you said, glancing towards the Mercedes garage where Mick was getting ready for his race. "I'm really proud of him. We all are."

Just then, Mick appeared, grinning when he saw you. "Hey, sis!" he called out, jogging over to give you a hug. "I can't believe you're here, i've missed you!"

"I've missed you too!" you said, ruffling his hair. "I just came over here to meet some friends."

Mick noticed Daniel standing there, looking a bit starstruck. "Hey, Daniel," Mick said, a knowing smile on his face. "I see you've met my sister."

"Yeah, I have," Daniel said, finally regaining some of his composure. "She's lovely."

Mick chuckled. "She is. Just don't let her beat you in a kart race, okay? She's pretty fast."

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Mick, don't scare him off."

Daniel laughed, his nervousness finally melting away. "I'd love to race you sometime, (Y/N). Maybe you can teach me a thing or two."

"Deal," you said, shaking his hand. "But don't say I didn't warn you."

The conversation continued, flowing easily as you discussed racing, movies, and everything in between. You learned that Daniel had a deep passion for cinema and often spent his downtime watching films. He was particularly excited about your latest project and asked a myriad of questions about your experiences on set.

As the day wore on, you found yourself drawn to Daniel’s genuine nature. His infectious laughter and warm personality made him easy to talk to, and soon you felt like you had known him for years. The two of you strolled around the paddock, drawing curious glances and knowing smiles from those who saw you together.

"Do you ever miss the racing life?" Daniel asked, referring back to your karting days and coming to the races with your dad, his eyes shining with curiosity as he led you to a quieter spot near the back of the Mercedes garage where you were going to wait for Mick.

"Sometimes," you admitted. "I love what I do, but there's nothing like the thrill of a race. Being here brings back so many memories. And honestly, it feels like coming home."

Daniel nodded thoughtfully. "I get that. It's like we're part of one big, crazy family."

You and Daniel shared a laugh, the moment feeling easy and comfortable. "So, have you ever driven a Formula 1 car?" Daniel asked, his tone light but genuinely curious.

"Only once, as a special treat for my 18th birthday," you said, reminiscing. "Dad arranged it with Ferrari. It was incredible, but I realised pretty quickly that I belong on the other side of the camera."

"I can imagine," Daniel said, his admiration evident. "But I'd still love to see you in action sometime. Maybe we can arrange another go in a kart."

"Deal," you said with a grin.

"Your dad is my hero, y'know." Daniel said, a small smile playing onto his lips, you returned that small smile. "I don't want you to think i'm only around you because of him, but he's really lucky to have kids like you and Mick, I think you both do him proud everyday."

"He's my hero too."

As the race weekend progressed, you found yourself spending more and more time with Daniel. Whether it was watching the practice sessions, enjoying a quiet lunch, or simply chatting about life, the connection between you grew stronger.

On race day, the energy was palpable. The anticipation in the air was electrifying as you stood in the Mercedes garage, cheering for Mick. Daniel, about to get into his car, gave you a thumbs-up from across the paddock, and you felt a surge of excitement for him as well.

The race was thrilling, filled with nail-biting moments and spectacular overtakes. Mick put in a solid performance, finishing in the points, and you couldn’t have been prouder. Daniel, too, had an incredible race, securing a podium finish with his trademark exuberance.

After the race, the paddock was a whirlwind of celebration. As you congratulated Mick, he hugged you tightly. "Thanks for being here, sis. It means a lot."

"Of course," you said, your voice filled with pride. "You were amazing out there."

As the celebrations continued, you spotted Daniel making his way through the crowd. He caught your eye and made a beeline for you, his face lighting up with a radiant smile.

"You did it!" you exclaimed, pulling him into a hug. "Congratulations, Daniel."

"Thanks, (Y/N)," he said, his eyes shining with happiness. "It feels even better knowing you were here to see it."

Before you could respond, Lando and Carlos appeared, both wearing matching grins. "Looks like our boy here finally grew a pair," Lando joked, clapping Daniel on the back.

"Yeah, he couldn’t stop talking about you all weekend," Carlos added with a wink.

Daniel rolled his eyes but laughed along. "Okay, okay, enough with the teasing."

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through you. "Well, I’m glad I could be here to see you both race. It’s been an incredible weekend."

As the weekend came to a close, it was time for you to leave Monaco and go back to real life, going back home to Germany to be with your mama, sister and papa whilst Mick stayed on the road. You stomach dropped at the idea of the weekend being over, not only leaving the racing behind, but also the idea of leaving Daniel. Your connection had grown close over the racing weekend, and now leaving, you would both go back to your normal lives.

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@/YNSchumacher: Monaco, you were everything and more, oh how i’ve missed you. Mick, I am so proud of you and everything you do. Off back home for some much needed rest! Until next time F1🫶🏻

tagged: F1, Mickschumacher, MichaelSchumacher

MickSchumacher: love you sis! wait, thats not me in the third pic??

Username1: she tagged Michael🥹

Username4: the third pic?? WHO IS THAT? IS THAT A DRIVER?

→ Username3: from zooming in, the guy has curly hair?? Lando maybe??

→ Username8: that’s not Mclaren colours he’s wearing🧐

DanielRicciardo: you left without saying goodbye🥲

→ YNSchumacher: cause it’s not goodbye, just see you later!

→ DanielRicciardo: see you later YN x

→ YNSchumacher: see you later Danny x

F1: the princess of Formula One👑

→ MickSchumacher: does that make me the prince?

→ F1: no, that spot is for Leo Leclerc only

→ CharlesLeclerc: facts

#formula one imagine #f1 imagine #formula one x reader #formula 1 #f1 x reader #formula one #f1 fanfic #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel riccardo imagine #daniel ricciardo x reader #danny ric #daniel ricciardo

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literaryobsession · 10 days

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bond | katsuki bakugo x reader

summary: katsuki has a close bond with your mom!

warning: not proofread

You knew that Bakugo and your mother had some sort of a bond you never really expected them to have.

You've always thought that Bakugo would never care about approval from your mother, expecting him to act like his gruff old self around the woman but you were proven wrong by his nervousness when they first met. Around the public, he is nonchalant and professional (as much as the explosive Dynamight can get) but around Pro Hero Wave (your legendary Pro Hero mom!), he turns almost into this sweetheart who seems to be kinder than the man you married.

"We'll visit this weekend." You heard your new husband say as you entered the kitchen. You had just woken up, stretching your limbs and still very sleepy, and found your bedside empty. It wasn't unusual though, Bakugo wakes up earlier than you do and makes breakfast every single day.

Today isn't any different.

Bakugo looked like he just finished cooking since he was plating up the waffles on two separate plates - one for you and the other for him. He was busy talking on the phone too and didn't even notice you come in.

Who is he talking to? You wondered as you crept past him and took a bottle of water from the fridge. The sound alerted Bakugo, he turned around and smiled at you. That was when you wordlessly inquired who was on the phone.

"Yeah, she's awake. Mmm, I'll tell her." Bakugo grinned and chuckled after a few minutes, "She doesn't have much of a choice."

His reaction made you curious. Katsuki Bakugo doesn't even talk like that to Kirishima. Why was he acting so weirdly?

Once the call ended, Bakugo took the two plates and answered that questioning look on your face, "Your mom."

"My mom called you?"

"I called her." Bakugo left you in disbelief and took the plates to your dining room. You quickly followed him and he continued, "She sent a message earlier today that she'll be back home this weekend so I decided we'll go visit. You live in Kumako City, don't you?"

"Uh, yes." Your husband pulled a chair out for you. "It's a three-hour train ride away."

Bakugo nodded, settling on the chair adjacent to yours, "I'm thinking we should bring cake. Your mom likes cake, right?"

You smiled, albeit sleepily, when he inquired. You mentioned this fact once, merely in passing when he first had to meet her. But the idea that he remembered it isn't something new, Bakugo always seem to pick up even the tiniest of things about you.

It was his keen eye and memory that makes him an incredible hero and an even amazing partner.

He did get your mother cake, it was sitting on his lap as you two boarded the train. When you guys arrived, Katsuki gave your mom the biggest hug — the kind that only he gives to you and his own parents.

"How are you?" Your mom led you two inside, and you wondered if she was speaking to you or your husband. Katsuki took over the conversation, smiling and sharing stories.

It made you smile though because he gave so much effort to be present in the conversation. He made sure to establish a relationship with a woman who was so prominent in your life.

Who is this man? Who is this warm and friendly man?

"You and my mom have quite the bond, 'suki." You commented as soon as you got home.

Katsuki gave you a smirk before joining you on the sofa, "Mmm, I know she's important to you so I put an effort into being close to your mom." He laid his arms on the back of the sofa and continued speaking, "Plus, she's an amazing lady. She's a great hero too."

Those were true. It touched your heart that the hard to please Katsuki seemed to admire your mother greatly.

What he said next made you melt. "Plus she gave birth to my favorite person. You."

You gave him a sweet smile and sunk into his arms, wondering how to got so lucky in life.

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #boku no hero fanfic

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zelda-the-sacred-realm · 5 months

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Ok, now that so many are doing this, can I please hug Worlds?

I love him just by his design and roasting!

But I also have a question as you also made "Brave Spirits" but what are they exactly and what is the difference between legendary and brave spirits? Are they having an appearance as well and follow Link (Realms)? If yes, how? The relic only has six places for the legendary Spirits.

And would the group be mad if I also want to hug Mini? He is so cute!❤️

Double hug for Worlds and Mini!

Thanks for thinking of Worlds I'm sure he really loves a bit of attention, and Mini is happy with the hug too even if his personality doesn't show it 😆

These two are characters who express their feelings little, but have a soft heart 💖

Regarding your question, brave spirits are heroes who have stood out for their courage, and who are entrusted with secondary tasks, such as protecting the Minish Villages in Mini's case, or help soldiers fallen in battle find peace in the case of Souls

Unfortunately I haven't decided whether to include them in the main story, cause the plot is already huge as it is, but I might create spin off chapters for them in the future.

As you pointed out the medallion is only linked to the legendary spirits who are those who have had the blessing of Hylia and extraordinary powers, and only they who will follow the adventure with Link

Thanks for your ask! 💖 I hope you like the sketches!

#zeldathesacredrealm #sacred realm #zelda comic #zelda au #legend of zelda #hero of worlds #hero of men #minish four #zelda four swords #the legend of zelda between worlds #sr worlds #sr mini #tumblr request #tumblr ask #sketch #art

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lgsx1ii · 1 year

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I did it

Hypnotist MK/Knfe

Knfe and uh Him are the same person

Just that it's like a different ending for Knfe. Welp time to drop him some head cannons.

°Hypnotist/Mastermind

Knfe

(his still MK, Just that Knfe is my LMK Au)

He developed sort of dark magic, Like from Jin and Yin.

Founds a book of how to brainwash people? Sounds interesting.

Actually he just stole it from Jin and Yin's hideout, Cause he knows there's good stuff to theirs. Like good valuable items to use, To experiment. Etc

Thinking to brain wash others. I mean it's a good thing to use, Like use them as meat shields or bodyguards. And servants to make more things.

Actually a fast learner, Quick learning. Just you know speed running it.

Boom he uses his hypnotist skills to brainwash Yin, Jin, Macaque, Mayor.

Actually this is just like LBD. Except it's just the hero plays to be the villain role.

No more MK being the hero, Say goodbye to him. Like actually there's no ' MK ' in him anymore. As if he turns into a completely different person.

Absolutely goes crazy with his hypnotist skills.

Litterally just abuses it.

Oh is that Y/N he saw?

Welp rip them, Because Knfe ordered his minions to capture Y/N to bring them back to him.

Literally the twin demons, Macaque, and Mayor has no memories of themselves. Even if they try, It will result a major headache. They only serve their master's request.

Y/N now capture in his hands, With chains. Not ordinary chains but some sort of magic to block of their powers.

Say goodbye half of your memories.

Cause Knfe wants it half gone, Just half. He would feel upset if that 'you' would've not remember anything. Or a memory of who you are.

HeOnlyNeedsYouHeOnlyNeedsYouHeOnlyNeedsYouHeOnlyNeedsYouHeOnlyNeedsYou

See that amulet in his chest? That's the core of keeping half of Y/N's memories insides of it. And also controlling Y/N.

Like if you disobey him

Breathn't

He would crush the amulet in his hands, Hard. Causing your body to feel suffocating. As if your getting crushed by a heavy anvil on top of you. As a punishment that you disobey him.

Though he wouldn't like to see you in pain, It hurts him really. When his done with his punishment he did to you. He would then comfort you by hugging, Patting your back, Patting your head. Then apologize for what he did is awful.

Expect alot of pampering, Getting spoiled by him.

Alots of kisses and touching, Like holding your hand, Your waist, Your arm. Etc

He doesn't like to go far on touching, Like he understands you feel uncomfy by it.

Clingy. Hella clingy like a dog following you and giving you affection. ALOT of affections n stuff he gives you love like he loves you dearly.

Dude has a toy figure of you.

Lack of sleep, I mean his anxious and overthinking some intruder will steal you away. Or could be Heegan/Redson's sneaky unexpecting plans to grab you away without him noticing.

Dude learns how to levitate things.

About the legendary staff. Well he just store it away from his sight where he cannot have a flashback from his old self. Cmon he..feels uncomfy and upset about it. Really doesn't wanna remember it, As if he will cry in a second.

He doesn't live in metapolis anymore, He lives somewhere else. VERY FARTHER where no can reach him.

Man's living in a cottagecore life with his servants and you. . .

He will literally use the guilt trip trick on you whenever you try to leave and escape.

That actually effects you alot and decided to stay.

His slowly becoming smarter, Smarter to play someone's emotions and make them lose their guard down, and more guilt tripping.

Also he wears gloves how he doesn't like to touch other people that is not You.

Or he doesn't like to touch something dirty.

Where's his bandana? Well he had a fight with the others he known and..uses the bandana to make it as a bandage. It was on his arms, and yet he still wears it.

That's it for his head cannons, If you want more then uh..yeah just comment IG? Dunno, You can drop him more head cannons ideas.

#lmk au #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid x reader #lmk #lmk x reader #x reader #yandere #monkie kid #oc #x y/n #lmk mk #lego monkie kid fanfic #yandere monkie kid

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capricorn-writer-kawaii · 9 months

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My Flame Hero

Chapter 1

Pairing: Enji Todoroki x Reader

Genre: Enji Todoroki X Reader, ⚠️smut⚠️, fluff, angst, age difference, divorced Endeavor, ⚠️anime spoilers⚠️

Words: 3k

Summary: Your relationship with your boss, the flame hero, started on a wild night in the hot springs. Time continues passing and you two seem closer than ever.

A/N: Hello again! As you know, I love this idea of how Enji Todoroki's life has changed after all his character development. This time, I was thinking about how society and his kids would react when knowing he's starting a new relationship. Once again, I must thank @merrymonkey for creating the art. ❤️

🔥Clic here to read the first part of the story🔥

Chapter 1

Sitting next to All Might, Endeavor crossed his giant arms and frowned at the screen in front of him. It was playing scenes of both his and the blonde's most epic battles. Everyone in the audience praised and people from the media kept taking pictures.

"Come on, Todoroki, change that face!" said All Might laughing and hugging him.

“Get off! I hate this, it makes me feel old. Why the hell did they have to do a whole anniversary celebration?"

"Stop whining! When you accepted the position, this was included. Hey, look! A picture of the day you opened your agency. And there I am!"

Enji frowned even more when he saw himself young, with much more energy and without that scar on his face that he hated so much. Now that he was getting closer to his 50s, he looked so different. He was about to go down that spiral of thoughts concerning his age when he felt how an elbow hit him in the ribs. Turning around, he discovered that it was his youngest son.

“Dad, try to smile. You look more terrifying than usual."

Forced to soften his expression, Enji kept looking at the tribute they had made for him and All Might. It was supposed to be something small, his agency had only received an invitation for the inauguration of a new school dedicated to the two legendary heroes. He tried not to attend and for his son to go in his place, but your insistence and Shoto's forced him to show up.

Upon arrival, Enji cursed when he noticed some politicians and reporters there. He was already close to dealing with all of them during the Hero Billboard Chart JP of that year, but now, he would have to do it before. He missed when he didn't have to worry about those events and it was All Might who had to give the speeches.

"I shouldn't be here looking at pictures of me, I should be working." He commented to his son in a low voice.

“Relax, you left your trusted heroes in charge of the agency for today. Midoriya and Bakugo are there too, nothing will happen if you're away for a while."

“Last time I wasn't in the office, you and your friends destroyed two buildings for not being careful, Shoto. I ended up paying for those damn reconstructions out of my own pocket.”

"It wasn't my fault, Bakugo got out of hand because of Midoriya's comment and then we couldn't calm him down." Shoto clarified, very embarrassed by that accident. "Besides, that won't happen today, you left your girlfriend in charge of those two, right?"

Endeavor sighed remembering how permissive you were with those boys, and if it was Hawks, the matter was worse. However, the number 1 hero couldn't continue the conversation, since at that moment they had shown the photograph of the day he fought against the Nomu. It was epic and memorable, there was no one who did not know that photograph. Yet, that day the hero could not do more than look at his face covered in blood from the tremendous wound he had received. Stealthily, he brought his hand to his face and as soon as he felt that area where his skin felt different, he immediately removed his hand.

Back at the agency, Enji and Shoto entered together and as usual, wherever they passed, people greeted them by bowing their heads showing respect. Apparently, it was a normal day, many of the heroes were in the office that day and not on patrol. Among them, Shoto noticed his friends, who were miraculously talking like civilized people while having some tea.

While Bakugo and Deku greeted your boyfriend, you and Hawks were also getting closer.

“Congratulations, big boss! Looking good, huh, old man?”

Hawks touched a nerve in his head calling him that, causing Endeavor to glare at him and Midoriya to swallow hard at the same time that Bakugo laughed, nothing made him more amused than seeing the flame hero upset.

"Don't tell me you were watching the broadcast, you must have been working," Enji scolded.

“The guys took care of everything quickly and we had the rest of the afternoon free.” You clarified with a discreet smile, although Shoto and Hawks knew about you, the others had no idea.

That easily you managed to lower the bad mood of the hero, who nodded silently.

"Okay, since we're finishing early today, how about we all go for a beer?" Hawks proposed.

“And since it's early we can go to karaoke! What do you say, Kacchan, do you want to go?" Deku asked so excited that his eyes were shining, of course, he only made Bakugo look at him with contempt and growl. “Todoroki, do you want to come with us? Let's call the others, I'm sure they'll want to go!”

"Wait a moment! What do you mean to go for a beer?" Endeavor asked, getting upset again. “Hawks, what the hell's on your mind? They are children!"

“They aren't children, they're already adults. In just a couple of months, these guys will graduate from the U.A. In fact, why don't you join us, Endeavor? If there's anyone here who can teach them to drink, it's you."

You couldn't help but laugh at Hawks' inappropriate comment. On numerous occasions the three of you had gone drinking, Best Jeanist had also accompanied you, as well as Mirko, who drank more than all the pro heroes put together. Nevertheless, Endeavor had never gone out with the young boys to drink.

"Nobody has to teach me how to drink, nobody has to teach me anything!" Bakugo exclaimed.

"Come on, Endeavor, you don't have anything to do either, we already checked your schedule." Hawks insisted.

"What's happening Dad? Do you have so little resistance to alcohol that you prefer not to go?”

“Careful, Shoto! You shouldn't even be drinking if you're preparing to be…”

“Here we go again…” You whispered in Hawks's ear and even yawned, you already knew Enji was coming up with a speech for his son. A speech that only Deku listened carefully.

Enji spoke until you discreetly placed your hand on his shoulder. Anyone would think that you did it to get closer to the boys, but your boyfriend knew that you did it so that he would leave Shoto alone.

“What do they say if you call your friends and we meet at the entrance?” You asked winking at the three boys, whose cheeks turned red, for none of them could deny that you were gorgeous.

Everyone at the agency said it, Enji Todoroki's right hand was spectacular, and just as you had caught the attention of your boss with your personality and with your sexy costume, you had also done it with practically all the men who worked there. However, seeing the idiotic smile of the four of them, Endeavor raised his flames higher and brought them back to the ground.

“If you're done, get out of here. And you, Miss Plans," he said directing his turquoise eyes at you. “May I have a word with you in my office?”

Following your boss, you disappeared with him while Hawks was in charge of taking the boys out, he was sure that Endeavor wouldn't let you leave just like that, Shoto himself knew it.

Once in the privacy of Enji's office, as soon as he closed the door, you walked over to his desk and sat there, laughing at the frown of your man.

"Why are you so grumpy today?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." He responded by opening a couple of buttons on his shirt to make himself more comfortable.

"Honey" you called crossing your legs, and when he looked up and fixed his gaze on you, he finally flashed his first honest smile of the day, a little lustful, but honest. "You really don't want to go?"

The handsome hero had cornered you by bringing both hands to his desk, barely encircling your hip, and not letting you move. Then, fixing you with that look that had made countless villains tremble, he shook his head.

"Why would I want to go drinking with some kids if I can do it with you?"

Biting your lips, you began to feel Enji's hands opening your legs a little more and his lips getting closer and closer to your neck until, without warning, he bit you and then began to lick and suck, first slowly, but then with more intensity. You wanted to keep talking to him, but it was practically impossible when he was distracting you like that, and when you could perceive his manly scent so close, you had always loved how he smelled, it was one of the first things that made you lose your head for him.

The burning heat that emanated from your boyfriend every time you were together abruptly subsided, just as his kissing stopped. It was enough for you to hear how his breathing changed to know that he had gotten upset, but you didn't understand what had made him so angry until they knocked on the door a second time.

"WHAT?!" The redhead roared with a tone of voice that made the entire office rumble.

"Enji!" Very embarrassed for not knowing who was outside, you patted him on the chest before getting off the desk and adjusting your clothes a bit. "Stop responding like that."

"The door is locked, that means I don't want anyone to come in!" He also fixed his clothes and walked to the chair, he had to sit down or his erection would give away what you were about to do.

"Hey, boss, it's me!"

“You have to be fucking kidding me.” Endeavor cursed, slamming his fist into the desk.

Aware that Enji couldn't open, you did it yourself. Hawks entered the office with his eyes closed, which caused you to laugh but the flame hero wanted to burn him right there.

"What do you want? Shouldn't you be on your way to who knows where?"

“The guys are asking about your girlfriend. How do you want me to explain to them that she's not there because you're fucking her brain out?" The next thing Hawks felt didn't even come from Enji, but from you when you hit him hard on the head, causing the redhead to grin from ear to ear.

"Why didn't you just say we had a meeting?"

“Midoriya has the innocence of a baby, but your son and Bakugo don't. They were with us all day, they know there was nothing to talk about.”

"Hawks is right." You said with a sigh, after all, you had waited all day to be alone with Enji. "I'll go with them for a while and see you at home later."

"What?!" With Endeavor's exasperated question came a shout from Hawks covering his eyes again and yelling at the two of them to make him see such things. "You’re not leaving! You're with me!"

"I won't be long, I promise you." You said completely ignoring all the drama that Hawks was making for having to witness his boss's huge boner.

Finally, you managed to convince Enji that it would be best not to arouse suspicion, and although you knew that he had been furious, resentful, and wallowing in jealousy, you went out with them.

Late at night, Enji was in your new apartment. Although you told him that it was not necessary, there was no way he would change his mind, he wanted to buy a place for you two. As expected, the hero spared no expense, as he wanted a place that was comfortable and private enough that no one would disturb you. Thus, while he waited for you to arrive, he read the reports of the last jobs he had done. He had a hard time focusing, at first, he thought he was tired and that's why he couldn't read well. He even cursed the one who had written those reports in such small letter size. In fact, he was doing just that when you greeted him from the door of his office.

"Are you fighting alone, handsome?" You asked hiding a mocking smile; however, your face changed when you noticed how your boyfriend was dressed. It drove you crazy to see him in those traditional and comfortable clothes he used at home.

“Tomorrow that secretary will listen to me. I already told her to stop printing like this! You can't read anything.” Exasperated, he handed you the papers.

"I think the problem's not your secretary, it's that you need glasses, dear."

“I don't need glasses! My eyesight has always been the best of all!”

"Enji, if you keep freaking out and throwing flames around you, one day you won't be able to see properly."

"I can see well! I don't need glasses." The flame hero looked at you seriously and crossed his arms. “Did you see the hour, kid? It was supposed to be fast. I dined alone.” You didn't even try to hide your smile, no one would believe you if you said how spoiled Enji Todoroki was and how much he hated being away from you.

Fortunately, it wasn't hard for you to apologize, because as soon as you proposed to take a bath together, you won him back.

One of your favorite parts of the new apartment was the outdoor jacuzzi. Being in such a remote area, you could enjoy the tranquility of the night and take a bath while you admired the city lights.

Sitting on Enji's lap, you massaged his wide and sturdy shoulders. You could tell he was tense, which wasn't easy to identify considering every muscle in his body was rock solid; however, his body language told you that something was up with him.

"You didn't like the tribute they gave you, right?" Your question caused Enji to open his eyes again, he had been enjoying your hands, but the memory of the afternoon clouded his gaze. "I know you don't like those kinds of activities, but I didn't expect this to bother you so much."

“It wasn't the activity. I just felt like it had been a long time since I started on this. I've worked so hard, kid, I don't realize how quickly the years have gone by.

"Nostalgic, huh?"

With his typical smile that made every part of your body vibrate, Enji nodded.

“I think I'm spending too much time with Toshinori. Anyway… now that I remember, Hawks interrupted us earlier.”

And just like that, your boyfriend was back, that scorching look giving him away that he had thought about you all day and that now having you close, he didn't care about anything other than causing you pleasure.

"Kid..." he called, attacking your neck again but this time he didn't show the slightest delicacy, he bit you so hard that you couldn't silence a moan. “What did I tell you about your smiles? You keep showing them to everyone like it's nothing, like they're not mine."

It was inevitable for Endeavor to heat the atmosphere when he got aroused, you'd already gotten used to ending up drenched in sweat every time you made love to your boyfriend. So once the water got hotter, you knew he was ready to make you scream.

Sex with Enji was still as hot and passionate as the first time in the hot springs, just as aggressive. It seemed that you were his prey and that he was ready to jump on you at any moment. The flames that emanated from his body and his penetrating gaze warned you to be prepared, but above all, the enormous erection that you found in your boyfriend every day did so. There were nights when you didn't sleep at all because Endeavor simply couldn't stop fucking, you and everything seemed to indicate that that would be one, because although you didn't know, he wanted to show you and himself that the others were wrong, he hadn't aged yet.

Unlike all those nights in which you allowed him to tempt you until you begged him to enter your body, this time you could only dig your nails into his manly back. Enji waited for absolutely nothing to penetrate you; after all, he knew that once by his side, you were always ready to receive him.

The redhead moaned in pleasure feeling how tight you were. Sometimes he was so cruel that to provoke you, he would just put in the tip of his cock and not move for a few seconds. He tempted you by letting you feel his body throbbing inside you, he made you want to lose control of his hips, but he didn't, he just looked at you with an evil smile.

“I hate you so much…”

Your comment made him laugh exactly the same way he did when he cornered a villain. Of course, hearing his laughter at that moment could only turn you on more, but when you tried to move, he didn't let you, he held your legs very tightly, a little more and his hands would be marked on your thighs by days. However, you were just as stubborn as he was, and you kept trying to move. That little fight to see which one had more power made the moment even more erotic. Endeavor was dying to fuck, but he was so proud and he liked to dominate you so much that he would put you in your place first.

"Who do you think you're dealing with, kid?" He asked you, frowning and sounding somewhat offended, even annoyed.

"Let go of me" You commanded, but instead, you only managed to get him to hold you tighter and to show you that he was doing what he wanted. Endeavor moved a little, just a little, but it was enough for you to bite your lips so as not to scream at how good it felt.

Delighted that you were the one he shared his nights with, Endeavor looked at you with a mixture of charm and anger. You continued refusing to obey him and, as cunning as ever, you activated your quirk, one that put him at a disadvantage. As long as you were in physical contact with your opponent, you could mind control him to do whatever you wanted. Just as you could increase the capacity of any quirk with a single command, you could disarm him.

"You're not gonna make it." He warned you when he heard your voice in his mind.

However, Endeavor had chosen you as his sidekick with good reason, and even someone like him with the strong willpower he had, fell when he faced you. Your order was not for him to release you, but to move his hips. If Enji wanted to break free of your spell, he had to let go of your legs, and get away from you, and it was something you knew he wouldn't do for the world. Furious, but even more excited than before seeing how strong you were, he kissed you passionately. Without knowing if he did it to distract you or not, you just received him with the same ardor.

The kiss ended, but you didn't deactivate your quirk, if Endeavor didn't let you use your legs, you could still use other parts of your body. That was how you managed to break his will. Enji growled from the fury he felt seeing that he was not capable of ignoring your orders, and you chuckled feeling how he kept fighting. The more he fought, the more passionately you now devoured his neck. Normally you marked it where the costume hid, but that night you didn't care, Enji had played too much with you. The hero realized what you were doing, where you were leaving obvious marks, but far from being annoyed, he got even more aroused thinking about how cheeky, stubborn, and possessive you could be.

Thus, after a while Enji's huge hands left your legs, but only for one of them to hold you by your hair, he could feel your neck with his fingers.

“You have no idea what you got yourself into.” He said holding you tight.

“Why don't you teach me, number one? What's wrong, a few orders were enough to break you down?"

The heat that came out of Enji's body upon hearing that would have driven anyone else away, but you were used to it, you could take it now. Your boyfriend had been upset, you knew he couldn't stand being provoked, he was too proud to ignore something like that. You had gotten yourself into trouble, but one you could never regret.

Endeavor didn't stop all night, he didn't care that you trembled from so much pleasure, or that you asked him for some time, he kept fucking you until your voice didn't come out. That night you didn't see the slightest trace of tenderness in his movements. Countless times you thought that your body would give no more, but Enji knew your limits and calculated to just reach them but not pass them, not because he had compassion, but because he was not going to let you save yourself so easily.

After having been in the jacuzzi for a long time, he took you to bed. You bit the pillows, you soaked the sheets and Enji didn't stop, he kept going in and out of your body as if it was the first time he was tasting you. Endeavor was the only one capable of reaching parts of your body that only he knew about, points that caused you so much pleasure that he even managed to bring you to tears.

He had you on your back holding on to your hips for so long that now it wasn't just your legs, your hips would also have his huge hands marked for who knows how long. You felt how the sweat that fell from his chest drenched your back, and it seemed so provocative to you that you had orgasms just for feeling that, for hearing his growls in your ears, and for feeling his burning breath on the back of your neck.

And not to mention your poor knees, because Enji indulged himself in that position, in which he only let you use the muscles of your legs because he held you behind the wrists. The hero was willing to remove any trace of sanity or purity that remained in you. That was how Enji came over and over again that night. He did it whenever he wanted, on your face, on your breasts, on your mouth, on your back, legs, inside you, You couldn't be more full of him, literally.

You don't remember when you fell asleep, exhausted from so much physical activity. The next morning when you opened your eyes, you wanted to die right there, everything hurt, you could swear that even your hair hurt. There was no way you were working that day, luckily it was Saturday.

Enji didn't wake up early either, that day the handsome hero slept by your side until almost noon, something that rarely happened; however, his body also needed rest, never like yours, of course. The night had been so wild that as soon as you opened your eyes, you saw how hurt his back and shoulders were. You tried to get up, but you couldn't and your moaning automatically woke up your boyfriend.

"Hi, kid." He greeted with a hoarse voice, but with a sweet smile, while, stretching out his arm, he brought you closer to his huge body.

"I can't move" you muttered.

"Perfect, that's what I wanted to hear."

"You, idiot" You responded trying to push him, but you couldn't even move an arm. Laughing heartily, Endeavor took your hand and kissed it before placing it on top of his pecs. "I'm serious. I think you broke me.”

"I can fix you back, baby, that's not a problem." Before you could answer anything, the redhead kissed your forehead and then stared at your face. “How can you be this stunning?”

"Oh please! I'm a mess.”

"You're MY mess, my beautiful and sweet mess."

You smiled back, barely able to caress his cheek. A short time later, he got up, and if you had been able, you would have stopped him, but you couldn't, everything hurt.

"I'll be right back, I'll go get something to eat."

"Enji" you called as he was almost out the door and as soon as he turned around, you spoke again. "I love you."

From where you were you could see how the hero's cheeks blushed a little.

"I love you too, kid." He said before disappearing with a smile.

After a while, you had breakfast in the comfort of your bed next to Enji. Despite what anyone would think, your boyfriend knew how to cook and when he had time, he would prepare delicious meals for you. The truth was that the number 1 hero treated you like a queen, he pampered you a lot, more than you could believe yourself. He always made sure you had your favorite foods at home; in fact, he had started doing the groceries himself, something that still surprised you, but later you discovered that it was because he wanted to make sure that you had everything you liked so that you felt comfortable and began to see that apartment as your home. Enji had tried hard to make it that way, he even hired a decorator and as a surprise to you, he wanted the apartment to have your essence. Curiously, you didn't have such different likes. Maybe Endeavor was a bit more traditional, but he liked the touch you gave not only to the apartment but to his life as well.

Enji also wanted you to have your clothes there, and even though you told him it wasn't necessary, he kept bringing you different designer pieces very often. You loved everything, but you had to confess that you loved even more his clothes. You kept wearing his t-shirts when we allowed you, for most of the time you were naked on the bed.

While you ate, Enji smirked. Every so often he looked at you out of the corner of his eye, he loved seeing you wearing his clothes, and that morning was no exception. However, even with his huge t-shirt, he could see all the marks he had left on you from the night before. That was how he carefully caressed the part of your thigh where the mark of his hand had been printed.

"I think I went too far, love, sorry."

"Why? You know I love it when you do it." You responded by winking at him.

Having regained a bit of energy after eating something, you reached over to kiss his cheek, but when you did, your eye was caught by a silver hair among the ones that covered his beard. You also noticed that there were also a few among his red hair.

"What's wrong, what do I have?" Enji asked when he noticed that you were staring at him. You delicately took one of those hairs, it had just fallen off and you were able to show it to him. However, what you considered to be incredibly attractive, Enji did not.

"Shit," he hissed.

You spent so much time making love to Endeavor that you knew his body perfectly well, so you were surprised not to notice that even on his chest there were a few silver hairs. Or surely you had noticed it but you hadn't thought too much about it, you already liked your boyfriend too much, you found everything about him attractive. The mood swing lasted all day, Enji was serious and grumpy, but at least that didn't stop the hero from coddling you for leaving you so exhausted.

🔥To be continued...🔥

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em-dash-press · 7 months

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50 Story Title Ideas

The Fearful Hero

The Night's Sun

Astronauts Of Glory

Oceanic Officers

Pirates And Thieves

The Lion's Lies

Agony's Reaping

Journeys Without Name

Battling The Mountains

The Graveyard's Call Home

Vengeance's Girl

Nymph Of The Pond

Pilots With Silver Bullets

Friends Of Earth

Assassins And Their Fish

Foes And Lows

A Century Of Plague

The Eclipse's Sword

Breath Of The Galaxy

Hiding The Past

Goddess Of Light

Changeling Of A Painting

Witches In The Woods

Hunters Of The Nether

The King's Doctor

The Legendary Witches Army

Puzzles In The Caves

Revival Of The Winds

A Catapult Dream

Corrupted By Good

Ladylove With A Cheeky Smile

Rumor Of The Evening

Truelove's Gutting

Admirers Of The Arbitrary

A Good Day to Give Up

Lovers And Visitors

Hug Of The Solstice

Disruption Of The North

Temptations Of The Chocolatier

Escaping Eternity

Man Of The Forsaken

Enemy Of Dawn

Soldiers Of Misfortune

Wives Without Time

Serpents And Aliens

Deceivers And Monks

Extinction Of The Ancestors

Fruit Of The Dungeons

Origin Of The Catacombs

Nothing At All

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lotus02lavish · 5 months

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✐✎ Yandere! Samurai Jack x Gn! Reader

➳{Never Ending Love}➳

"They call me Jack, Samurai Jack."

《🌹↬Headcanons 🧠// Romantic 💋// Samurai Jack 💌// Violence 💘》

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡ ˚₊꒷˚︶ɞ₊˚︶︶꒷꒦˚⊹๑‧₊ ᘏ ︶꒷︶₊·⊹๑⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

No longer the suffering of loneliness staying in his travels far and wide since you always accompany him, you are the one that makes Samurai Jack feel comfortable and perfectly natural with his full trust in you. No matter what happens next, he never wants to abandon you.

Always overprotecting you from anything in this dystopian future, especially from Aku. If that foul demon ever dares to lay a finger on you, Samurai Jack will definitely be merciless than he ever was before, and make sure that shape-shifting master of darkness does not have evil plans involving you anymore. "This fight is only between you and I, Aku!"

When a wicked creature or a new twisted robot is able to capture you as a bait for the samurai to come and rescue you, Yandere! Samurai Jack will not rest for days and will never stop looking every single place for you. By the time the stoic hero eventually found you, he cold-bloodedly sliced the kidnapper into ribbons, rage and brutality taking over his mind. "How could you take [Name] away from me!?"

‧₊˚⊹‧˚₊ The Royal Samurai runs towards you and gently pulls your head into his beating chest, reminding you that his heart is beating for you. Samurai Jack really misses hugging you tightly while fully smelling your scent and patting your back for comfort. "Don't worry..." Samurai Jack whispered in a gentle tone, "I am here now; you are safe."

Samurai Jack is extra clingy to you, and he many times asks politely: "May I carry you?" "I want to hold you, please?" "Can I keep you this close?" Before picking you up in bridal style, cuddle, rest his head in your lap, and put your head on his shoulder.

If someone else is foolish enough to get near you and is flirty with no manners, Samurai Jack immediately pulls you closer to him, and he sends a death glare at the one who dares bother you. When you are not looking, Samurai Jack quietly eliminates the foe in a blink of an eye and pretends nothing happened.

꒰💌!🌸꒱ "Who confessed first?" To answer that lovely question, it is clear that Samurai Jack reveals his feelings to you. "I have fallen in love with you and will stay that way to the end of time. My love, are you able to see? Our relationship is intended to be."

"Ooh! From the looks of it, I think they're definitely yer type, laddie." Samurai Jack obviously asks his friend, the Scotsman, for guidance on how to be boyfriend material. His best pal just laugh his ass off to see the legendary warrior messing up his flirty and corny lines because of you. At the same time, the Scotsman is still supportive and gives a thumbs up to Samurai Jack becoming a maniac by impressing you with the 'water beetle' and 'peacock dance' moves. You confusedly join with the silly samurai and laugh together.

Yandere! Samurai Jack does not need to stalk you since you likely prefer to be close to him and not wandering everywhere away from his sight. Even so, he does not let his guard down.

Samurai Jack thinks it is cute that you get jealous when some ladies approach him in an attempt to woo and compliment him. The Samurai happily tells those women that you are his significant other, and he will always remind you that no one can ever be your replacement.

"Not even death itself can stop me from protecting you." Samurai Jack does not let death take both of you apart. He cannot lose you. You are the one makes him still feel alive in the faraway future of Aku's. If you die, Samurai Jack will go insane and do anything to bring you back to life. He even also willing to go to the underworld in search of your soul!

As a friendly reminder that Samurai Jack's patience can grow thin, he lashes his anger at you once in a lifetime. This Japanese Prince felt in deep remorse and cannot forgive himself.

This Japanese man positively showers you with the 'princess treatment' every single day and enjoyably intertwined your fingers with his. What is more comforting in the night is the time when he hold you close to his chest for warm and you caress his head.

When Samurai Jack interlocks his fingers with yours and gently swing each other hands back and forth while walking or running together to the faraway lands, he will smile happily, and his cheeks will start warming up. The shy Samurai thought that he is holding the hand of a sweet angel from sacred heaven. (◞ꈍ∇ꈍ)◞ (っ≧ω≦)っ

Thereafter, Samurai Jack is touch-starved and patiently waiting for the perfect time and place to be in your warm embrace. Surely, he willingly obey each word you command him. You want him to untie his hairbun down to brush his long hair? Settled! You need to heal his scars and wounds while kissing every boo-boo you find at every inch in his muscular body? With pleasure 😏

You pointed out that he reminds you of a cat because of his eyes, his lips, and his silly acts sometimes. The samurai chuckles as he kisses your forehead and says: "You thought of me as your kitten? I am flattered."

The wandering samurai knew the gaze on each other's eyes with adoration had deeper meaning than words that left to be said. However, Samurai Jack and you cannot stand eye contact too long since both of you end up blushing so much and look away shyly.

What a wonderful feeling for the prince charming to experience a true love kiss with you! it feels like a sweet fairytale. Oh, he has lovely dreams of you are his spouse, returning to his right time and beloved home together, and living happily ever after.

In the alternate ending, Jack ultimately realizes that he belongs with all of his friends, including you wearing a crown like his, standing by his side to look upon the bright future ahead, and united to vanquish Aku once and for all time. Finally, you and Jack spend a life of endless bliss. And in years to come, the two of you will reminisce how both of you have brought to the story to an end...

≫─ "I cannot let you go because...without you by my side, I will not have my happy ending."

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡ ˚₊꒷˚︶ɞ₊˚︶︶꒷꒦˚⊹๑‧₊ ᘏ ︶꒷︶₊·⊹๑⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

The Red Means I Love You - Madds Buckley

♡ --- "Cause my insides are red

And yours are too

And the red on my face

Is matching you

And goodness you're bleeding

What a wonderful feeling

You're down and you're pleading

My head is just reeling." --- ♡

#samurai jack x reader #samurai jack #samurai jack reader insert #yandere samurai jack #samurai jack headcanons #samurai jack fanfic #samurai jack fanfiction #yandere samurai jack x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #gn reader #headcanons #yandere

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assortedvillainvault · 1 year

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If you don’t mind can I request a headcannon of pitch black dating a human reader would be like

Oh absolutely, I love this dramatic bastard so much it's unnreal.

Pitch Black x Human Reader Headcannons

Pitch is... testy.

Not on a concious level, but it's a twofold reason for this relationship to not be the smoothest, at least at first.

On a personal level - he's not been vulnerable, genuine or just alone without the intention of frightening someone for literal centuries. It's hard for him to put down his paranoia, his mind games, his need to remain untouchable and one step ahead.

As such - snarky bastard. He loves to play little games: sing- songing that he knows something you don't, putting things onto high shelves just for fun and liking to startle you by appearing silently and waiting for you to notice him.

It's fun, but it can lead to you feeling like you're on uneven ground, and you will need to push him to recognise the effect he's having on your relationship. Doing this without convincing him that you're sick of him already will be hard, as this entire approach is indicative of his own fear of rejection and failure.

The second reason, and one that took you some deep talks with the other guardians to realise, is that Pitch literally embodies an archetype in fiction, most commonly shown as an antagonist, but at it's core is The Challenge.

Pitch, for literally thousands of years, has been The Challenge to anyone who encounters him. The threat to be recognised, heeded and conquered. He's the third act, the test for every hero, the insurmountable odds meant to test your mettle and prove yourself.

Pitch's whole being is teaching and testing people to grow. And growing is painful, and scary, and necessary for change.

Whether he realises it or not, Pitch is pushing you to be better by acting out so you will Call Him On His Bullshit. He pushes your boundaries and smiles when you plant your feet and set them harder. He teases you for staying in your comfort zone so you'll defy him and try something new to prove him wrong. He wants to see you grow more than he wants to see you wither, which is rare for Pitch.

On the flip side, you literally have the monster on your side. The darkness and everything that resides in it is now your friend. You can walk in the darkness confident that you won't be hurt, because the master of those shadows has his eye on you and his scythe at the ready.

Aside from all that, you've noticed Pitch's role has left him critically fumbling in one aspect of your relationship.

He has no idea how to respond to physical affection. Like. None. He craves it so badly he doesn't even know what to do once he has it aside from cling.

So now it's your turn to make a game of it! Touch him as much as possible. Hug him, hold his hand, pull his gangly ass down onto the sofa and ruin his hair. His protests will barely make it out before he's melting into a goey pile of shadows and sand.

You can bribe the nightmares with sugar and cookies. They will also eat creepy crawlies from inside your house, which is nice.

Pitch will sometimes convince them to release said creepy crawlies into your shower. Your soap throwing skills are now legendary.

#thalassa responds #pitch black x reader #rotg pitch black #x reader #god I have Feelings about Pitch's wider role in a world that creates physical manifestations of emotions as guides for humanity #fear has been part of us as a species since the year dot and they way the film depicts the fight against Pitch intrigues #and infuriates me #anyway #hope you liked these and thank you for the ask!

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WELL, NOW, MISSY, YOU'RE ABOUT AS PREDICTABLE AS A RATTLESNAKE IN A HAY BARN! NOW, I RECKON YOU'VE BEEN STIRRIN' UP A WHOLE MESS OF TROUBLE 'ROUND THESE PARTS, AIN'T YA? FROM RUININ' THAT THERE PRINCESS PROM TO CAUSIN' A RUCKUS WITH THEM PRINCESSES, AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THAT WHOLE BUSINESS WITH THE PORTAL NEARLY TEARIN' REALITY A NEW ONE!

WHY, I RECKON EVEN THREE BLIND MICE COULD SEE THAT YOU'VE BEEN ACTIN' AS ORNERY AS A MULE WITH A BURR UNDER ITS SADDLE! AND WHAT'S ALL THIS FUSS ABOUT FIGHTIN' YOUR OWN KINFOLK? NOW WHAT? I SAY, WHAT IS UP WITH THAT? YOUR BEST FRIEND GOES INTO THE WOODS, FINDS A MAGIC SWORD, AND BECOMES A LEGENDARY HERO CALLED SHE-RA! NOW, THAT'S A CAREER CHANGE, I TELL YA! YOU SHOULD BE PROUD OF HER! SHES GOING TO PLACES!

BEFORE YOU CROSSED HORNS WITH HER, YOU TWO USED TO BE CLOSE FRIENDS, CLOSER THAN A POSSUM IN A PECAN TREE. IN FACT, I'D SAY YOU WERE CLOSE AS SISTERS I RECKON! AND NOW, INSTEAD OF GIVING HUGS, YOU WANT GIVE HER A PIECE OF YOUR MIND AND TO CLAW THOSE BABY BLUE EYES OF HERS OUT! THAT AIN'T NO WAY TO TREAT YOUR BEST FRIEND!

AND SPEAKING OF, ADORA ISN'T THE ONLY PERSON YOU BEEN GIVIN' A HARD TIME! THERE ARE OTHER FOLKS YOU BEEN TREATIN' POORLY TOO. LIKE SCORPIA AND ENTRAPTA, THOSE GALS ARE AS LOYAL AS A HOUND DOG ON A HUNT, AND YOU'VE BEEN TREATIN' 'EM LIKE YESTERDAY'S CHICKEN FEED!

NOW, I AIN'T SAYIN' YOU'RE BEYOND REDEMPTION, BUT YOU SURE DO NEED TO STRAIGHTEN UP AND FLY RIGHT BEFORE YOU FIND YOURSELF IN A REAL PICKLE. SO WHY DON'T YOU MOSEY ON OVER HERE AND LET'S HAVE OURSELVES A HEART-TO-HEART, 'CAUSE LORD KNOWS, YOU NEED IT MORE THAN A CAT NEEDS A SAUCER OF CREAM!

#she ra catra #foghorn leghorn #catra #spop catra #catra reformed #foghorn leghorn meme

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anime-fan-05 · 8 months

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マスターリスト

Started: 10th September 2023

Last update: 30th April 2024

Total works: 48

My rules are here. Please, read them before asking me.

♥️: fluff

⚡: angst (my angst are never too violent or sad and they usually have a happy ending)

Sailor Moon

Nothing yet

Inazuma Eleven

Nothing yet

Mermaid Melody

Nothing yet

Hunter x Hunter

Headcanons

Nicknames (Gon, Killua, Kurapika and Leorio) ♥️

Ships

Sweet (KilluGon) ♥️

Nana

Headcanons

General dating headcanon: Shin ♥️, Nobu ♥️, Ren ♥️

General headcanon with a legendary singer reader who's very connected with her singing partner (Nobu, Shin and Yasu) ♥️

Jealousy (Nobu, Shin, Yasu, Ren and Takumi) ♥️

Cuddling (Nobu, Shin, Yasu, Ren and Takumi) ♥️

With their crush (Nobu, Shin, Yasu, Ren and Takumi) ♥️

Boat's capsizing during your cruise (Nobu, Shin and Yasu) ♥️

My Hero Academia

Nothing yet

Kimetsu no Yaiba

Headcanons

You call them 'handsome' 1st part (Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genya and Yoriichi) ♥️

You call them 'handsome' 2nd part (Giyuu, Kyojuro, Sanemi and Muichiro) ♥️

You call them 'handsome' 3rd part (Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza and Gyutaro) ♥️

General headcanon with a reader like Stitch (Muzan, Kokushibo and Akaza) ♥️

You call them by their first name (Tanjiro, Giyuu, Kyojuro, Sanemi and Muichiro) ♥️

General dating headcanon: Muzan ♥️

Scenarios

Cheater? (Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma and Akaza) ♥️⚡

Assassination Classroom

Headcanons

General headcanon with a VKei singer reader (Karma and Itona) ♥️

Oneshots

Sick (Isogai Yuuma x reader) ♥️

Fullmetal Alchemist

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Haikyuu!!

Headcanons

Break up prank (Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Sawamura, Sugawara and Azumane) ♥️

Getting a girlfriend (Kenma) ♥️

Akatsuki no Yona

Scenarios

Sleeping together 1st part (Kija, Shin-Ah, Jae-Ha and Zeno) ♥️

Sleeping together 2nd part (Hak, Yoon and Soo-won) ♥️

Oneshots

Together (Shin-Ah x reader) ♥️

You weren't the right one (Hak x reader) ♥️⚡

Yu Yu Hakusho

Headcanons

You call them 'handsome' (Yusuke, Kazuma, Kurama and Hiei) ♥️

With a reader who thinks they're funny (Yusuke, Kurama and Hiei) ♥️

With a very feminine reader (Yusuke, Kazuma, Kurama, Hiei and Koenma) ♥️

Oneshots

Three times (Jin x reader) ♥️

Big proposal (Jin x reader) ♥️

Terrible day... but maybe not that much! (Jin x reader) ♥️

Attack on Titan

Headcanons

General headcanon with a small girlfriend (Eren, Armin, Levi and Jean) ♥️

You hug them for the first time (Reiner, Bertholdt, Porco, Zeke, Colt and Falco) ♥️

General headcanon with OCs: 1 ♥️, 2 ♥️, 3 ♥️, 4 ♥️, 5 ♥️, 6 ♥️

Kamisama Kiss

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Code Geass

Scenarios

First kiss (Lelouch, Suzaku, male Kallen and male Cornelia) ♥️

Ouran HighSchool Host Club

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Naruto

Scenarios

First kiss 1st part (Naruto, Sasuke, Sai and Shikamaru) ♥️

First kiss 2nd part (Gaara, Kakashi, Obito and Itachi) ♥️

Oneshots

Forever (Madara x reader) ♥️⚡

I'll always stay with you (Naruto x reader) ♥️⚡

Death Note

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Blue Lock

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Nanatsu no Taizai

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Jujutsu Kaisen

Headcanons

Being called 'darling' by their crush 1st part (Itadori, Fushiguro, male Nobara, Inumaki and Okkotsu) ♥️

Being called 'darling' by their crush 2nd part (male Zen'in Maki, male Zen'in Mai, Gojou and Getou) ♥️

You play with their hair 1st part (Itadori, Fushiguro, male Nobara, Inumaki and Okkotsu) ♥️

You play with their hair 2nd part (male Zen'in Maki, male Zen'in Mai, Gojou and Getou) ♥️

Watashi no Shiawase na Kekkon

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takingchences · 7 months

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ultraviolet pt. 3 - BAKUGOU

A descendant of a legendary quirk longs to separate herself from her family name, but first she'll have to confront villains, ghosts from the past, and her growing attraction for Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x OP!fem!oc

Warnings: mature language

series masterlist + face claim

After a few more exercises, the fitness test was officially over.

"All right, time to give you your results. I've ranked you all from best to worst. You should probably have a good idea of your standing already. I'll just pull up the whole list. It's not worth going over each individual's score."

Momo came in first place, then Shoto, with Bakugou ranked third. Sana found her name in the seventh slot, right above Kirishima's and Mina's. I did it, Sana giggled breathlessly as Mina roped her into a side hug. I passed. But then... who didn't?

Midoriya's name sat at the bottom of the list. The boy cradled his injured hand with a distressed look on his face. Just like that, he's gone? She frowned.

Sure, she understood Aizawa's point about not wanting to waste time and resources on students with no potential, but on the other hand, didn't Midoriya's strength and determination make up for his lack of control? Out of the thousands of applicants, hadn't they been chosen because U.A had seen promise in them?

Their home room teacher clicked a button on his remote, making the holographic rankings disappear. "And I was lying," he said in his lazy drawl. "No one's going home."

Pure silence.

A deranged smile appeared on the Pro's face. "That was just a rational deception to make sure you gave it your all in the tests."

Sana thought Midoriya was going to vibrate right out of his red sneakers from shaking so hard.

The only person who didn't seem surprised by Aizawa's announcement was Momo, who stated that she'd known all along that it was nothing but a ruse.

It didn't seem like an empty threat though, Sana thought as the class stood frozen in front of the disheveled Pro. She remembered the hard look in the man's hooded eyes, his unruffled attitude at the thought of potentially crushing someone's dream. Maybe he realized that the most rational decision would be to wait and see what all we're capable of before making any big decisions.

In contrast to their relief, Bakugou almost seemed disappointed that no one would be going home. Midoriya is still here, so that's not much of a surprise. The explosive blonde seemed to regard everyone he came across either as competition or beneath him in some way, but something was different between the two boys. She wasn't sure if it was a petty rivalry or something more that fueled Bakugo's apparent hatred for the greenette.

"We're done for the day. Pick up a syllabus in the classroom. Read it over before tomorrow morning." Aizawa called as he stalked back towards the main building. Class 1-A, with the exception of Midoriya, headed to the locker rooms to change back into their uniforms.

After grabbing a syllabus and collecting her things, Sana exchanged phone numbers with her new friends. If today is anything to go by, then I think this will be a very interesting year.

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Day two of Sana's high school career started off much better than the first, mainly because her father had already left the house by the time she'd made it downstairs. "Well, that's one less thing to worry about," she hummed pleasantly as she dug into her breakfast.

Today would be her first full day at U.A. She'd be introduced to more Pro Heroes, get to hang out more with Mina and the gang, and most importantly, she'd get to taste the cafeteria food. I wonder what Lunch Rush will be serving today? Sparkles surrounded her at the promise of delicious treats.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" Umi appeared next to her with her hands on her hips. "Is it because of All Might?"

Eh? Sana stopped chewing on her blueberry muffin. "All Might?"

The gray-haired woman looked surprised. "Didn't you hear? There's a rumor going around that U.A offered him a teaching position."

"No, I hadn't heard." Sana shrugged, pinching off another bite of deliciousness and letting the warm pastry melt on her tongue. Umi sweatdropped at the girl's lack of interest in anything but her muffin.

"You know, most kids your age would be thrilled after hearing that they might get to train under the number one hero."

It wasn't that Sana disliked the Symbol of Peace, she just didn't feel the need to worship him like the majority of the world. Maybe it was because she'd heard so much about him growing up under Endeavor, but she preferred less flashy heroes like Best Jeanist and Mirko. She liked Hawks too... though mostly because he was young and hot.

"I hate to be the one to break it to you, Umi, but I'm not like most kids."

A soft pat on the head had Sana tearing her attention away from her breakfast. The old woman had a small smile on her face, but her eyes held only sadness. "Eat up, my little sunflower. You'll need all your strength if All Might is your teacher."

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Besides learning how to react during natural disasters and take down villains, U.A students were also required to take standard core classes like English and Math. After eating lunch with Mina and the rest of the girls of 1-A, it was time for Hero Basic Training.

"I AM HERE!" A boisterous voice announced. "Coming through the door like a hero!" Sana almost snorted at the hulking man lingering in the doorway on the tips of his toes.

The classroom buzzed with excitement in the overwhelming presence of All Might, the Number One hero. "Welcome to the most important class at UA High. Here, you will learn the basics of being a pro."

The Symbol of Peace held out a card with the word "battle" on it.

Sana could practically feel Bakugou's excitement, as well as Midoriya's dread. These two need a larger buffer zone between them than the seat I'm occupying. She placed her chin on her hand. Let's just hope they don't have to go against each other during the exercise. Or worse, team up.

All Might pointed at the wall, where cases with numbers in them were sliding out. "These were designed for you based on your quirk registration forms and the requests you sent in before school started."

After changing out of uniform, the class gathered at Ground Beta for training.

Sana was happy with how her costume turned out. The design was rather simple: a richly-colored plum bodysuit that matched her eyes perfectly with gold and white gold detailing woven beautifully throughout the suit. Lightweight armored paneling protected the soft tissue along her chest, abs, and back while also acting as cooling jets installed to help regulate her core body temperature. The material itself was breathable, as well as heat and flame resistant. Small diamond cuts of fabric along her body exposed flawless golden skin. The dark color of the fabric would also help her absorb heat.

She'd wanted to wear something beautiful, but also embodied what kind of hero she wanted to be. Sana wanted to be seen as a guiding light, a beacon of hope. The deep, pink-purple costume shimmered like oil in the afternoon sun. She'd also requested a tinted visor to help shield her eyes. Her knee-high boots were more of a fashion statement than anything, though they did nothing to hinder her movements. The thick, sturdy heel was enforced with a bouncy material to make them more comfortable when worn for long periods of time. Some heroes wear capes while others wear heels.

As bonus accessories, she'd been given a pair of three-fingered gloves to wear to prevent accidentally burning a civilian due to the heated nature of her quirk.

She quickly inspected her classmates' costumes. Kirishima had opted out of wearing a shirt, bless his saintly soul. His shredded back muscles and drool-worthy torso were on full display. Momo was showing almost as much skin as the human boulder, if not more. Mina wore a psychedelic-patterned leotard with a fur vest because why not? Shoto's entire left side was covered in ice, with an eerie red light where his turquoise iris would normally be. The sight made her sad.

Iida looked like a cross between a robot and a futuristic knight. Midoriya looked every bit like the All Might fanboy she'd imagined him to be, and Bakugou looked badass with a capital ASS standing there with huge, gauntlet-like contraptions strapped to his forearms.

His toned, athletic physique, which had been hidden away beneath his baggy uniform, was now very noticeable. His chest is bigger than mine, Sana half-joked, her eyes lingering on the bulging muscles of his arms and shoulders as they flexed under the weight of his support gear.

"What the hell are you staring at, dumbass?" Bakugou squinted at her choice of costume. Compared to something as elaborate as his, her's was nothing special to look at. She had no need for support items, so her outfit was pretty basic.

"Your tits," she replied honestly.

His eye twitched in annoyance, a feral, demon-like sound emanating from deep within his chest. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Heh. Cute.

"Wow! You guys look super manly!" Kirishima greeted the two cheerfully, completely ignoring the blonde's outburst.

"Hey, Sana!" Kaminari slung an arm across her shoulders, pulling her into his chest. Her long, stawberry blonde hair brushed against his shirt. "Do you know what my costume is made of?" His golden eyes stared into her's excitedly.

She shook her head. "Um, no?"

"Boyfriend material." He pinched his collar and winked, a proud grin on his face. Sero and Mina rolled their eyes at the lightning-haired boy as they joined the group.

"Hey, Pikachu." Mina pulled her new bestie out of the blonde's embrace. "Quit trying to steal my girl." Mina nuzzled Sana's cheek with her own, making the Sakano girl laugh.

"They say that clothes make the pros, young ladies and gentlemen, and behold, you are the proof!" All Might cut their conversation short. "Take this to heart. From now on you are all... heroes-in-training!" She noticed All Might shaking with suppressed laughter at Midoriya's obvious inspiration. He could've been a little more subtle with the design, but the overall look was kinda cute. Like a bunny.

"Now that you're ready, it's time for combat training."

"Sir!" Iida raised his hand. "This is the fake city from our entrance exam. Does that mean that we'll be conducting urban battles again?" Again with the entrance exam, Sana sighed. Recommended students are really at a disadvantage here, huh?

"Not quite." The Pro held up two fingers. "I'm going to move you two steps ahead. Most of the villain fights you see on the news take place outside. However, statistically speaking, run‐ins with the most dastardly evildoers take place indoors. Think about it. Backroom deals, home invasions, secret underground lairs. Truly intelligent criminals stay hidden in the shadows." Makes sense, Sana nodded along. The less eyes on you, the more you can get away with. "For this training exercise, you'll be split into teams of good guys and bad guys and fight two‐on‐two indoor battles."

"Isn't this a little advanced?" Tsuyu asked.

"The best training is what you get on the battlefield!" All Might answered. "But remember, you can't just punch a robot this time. You're dealing with actual people now."

"Sir, will you be the one deciding who wins?"

"How much can we hurt the other team?" Of course he would ask that, Sana rolled her eyes.

"Do we need to worry about the losers getting expelled like earlier?"

"Will you be splitting us up based on chance or comparative skill?"

"I wasn't finished talking!" All Might quickly grew flustered with all their questions. He pulled out his notecards and began to read off the rules of today's exercise. "Listen up. The situation is this; the villains have hidden a nuclear missile somewhere in their hideout. The heroes must try to foil their plans. To do that, the good guys either have to catch the evildoers or recover the weapon. Likewise, the bad guys succeed if they protect their payload or capture the heroes." The hero held up a box. "Time's limited, and we'll choose teams by drawing lots!"

"Isn't there a better way?" Iida was doubtful.

"Think about it! Pros often have to team up with heroes from other agencies on the spot, so maybe that's the reason we're seeing that here." Midoriya pointed out the functionality of using this method to pick teams.

"Yes, I see." The speedster realized. "Life is a random series of events. Excuse my rudeness."

"No sweat." All Might assured the teen. "Let's draw!" Each student went up and drew their lots one by one.

Not Shoto, not Shoto, not Shoto. Sana chanted as she placed her hand inside the box. Under normal circumstances, the two made a great team. But she wasn't sure how things would go if they were to be partnered up now. Their dynamic had changed... and not necessarily for the better.

Team I, she read. Glancing around, she eventually found her partner for the day. It was a hard task seeing as the girl was completely invisible except for the pair of gloves and boots to indicate her presence. Hagakure, she remembered from lunch. That's her name.

"I declare that the first teams to fight will be... these guys!" All Might held up two balls. "Team A will be the heroes, Team D will be the villains." Looking at the named groups, Sana nearly choked on air.

Bakugou vs Midoriya.

Well, it was nice knowing you, Midoriya. You will be remembered fondly.

"Everyone else can head to the monitoring room to watch!"

As the rest of the class followed behind the massive hero, Sana hesitated, wanting to say something first. "Hey," she turned to the glowering blonde beside her, his ruby eyes locked in on his target. A determined-looking Midoriya met his gaze head on. "Bakugou."

"What?" He growled, refusing to look her way.

"I know it's none of my business, but the two of you seem to have a history." Sana spoke carefully. Bakugou wasn't the easiest person to talk to, especially when he was worked up about something (that something usually being Midoriya). And though he may not like what she has to say, it was something she felt he needed to hear.

"You're right," Bakugou grunted. "It's not."

Sana's eyes narrowed, her arms crossing over her chest defensively. "Whatever your problems with each other are," she continued. "You need to let it go. At least for the duration of the exercise." Otherwise someone is going to get hurt. She knew from their expressions that both boys were taking this mock battle much too seriously. Idiots. Can't they put aside their issues for fifteen minutes?

"What the hell would you know?! You're just as weak and pathetic as he is!"

She took a step back, her eyes lacking their usual warmth. "Maybe I am," her voice was soft, but with a slight edge to it. Her expression was deadly calm. It gave her a sick satisfying to see his eyes widen if only a fraction. "But I'd rather be like him," she pointed her finger at the greenette watching them in confusion. "Than like you," she shoved that same finger into his firm chest. "Any day. Putting others down to make yourself feel better..."

Her father came to mind, then Enji; images of the two men looming behind the young blonde.

"That is pathetic."

The blonde's fists clenched at his sides. Sana turned on her heel, her pastel hair almost smacking him in the face had he not jerked his head back. Stupid girl, he growled internally, stomping into the building to hide the weapon and start the exercise. Siding with that shitty nerd. I'll show everyone who's really pathetic.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #katsuki bakugou #bakusqaud #katsuki bakugo x reader #kirishima eijirou #mina ashido #bakugo katuski #bnha fluff #bnha angst #shouto todoroki #bnha shoto todoroki

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punk4ndisorderly · 1 year

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light on

The one where Y/N is the daughter of a legendary Team USA coach and used to attend the development program with the boys. 8 years after they last saw each other in person, a reunion brings Jack and Y/N back into each other’s lives... and hearts.

if you keep the light on, i'll keep the light on

XXII XXIII - rewind XXIV

“Jack Hughes started dating my mom when I was five. He watched movies with me, he gave me an Elsa dress, he helped me with my drawings and paintings and he was the best cook ever. He always made different voices for every character when he read to me. I knew he was the one for my mommy. Back then I didn’t know...”

Y/N was supposed to be listening to her daughter, who was reading out her school assignment to her, but ended up zoning out, her mind travelling back to that fateful day, precisely three years prior.

It was always a hard day in the Y/L/N household. It was overcharged with lots of different emotions. Mainly anger and sadness. But also hope. Hope for a better, brighter future. There is a fine line between both sides of the coin. Either way, it was a difficult day to remember and go through.

Most days, she barely remembered the details of that night. Y/N remembered the indescribable pain she felt, River's arms around her at the hospital as she sobbed uncontrollably into her shirt. Ellen Hughes' face. The media frenzy. But she didn’t remember specifics. Most days.

Some days it all came back to her, making her struggle to breathe. When it hit her, it hit her hard. But she was never alone when it did, and for that she was extremely grateful.

The doctor glanced at her daughter, now eight, her long hair almost reaching the bottom of her back. She looked like an angel. She was her angel.

Charlie had been locked up and the judge didn’t go easy on him. After a long, extenuating trial, it was proven that he was abusive and his intention, which originally was to take his daughter and disappear, only carrying the gun to use if faced with resistance, took a turn from evil to extremely evil when he shot two rounds at an unarmed Jack Hughes.

Joey was still going to a therapist every month, just to check in on how she was handling everything. She made peace with it, while Y/N needed weekly visits to cope and keep herself in check. The doctor's anxiety was always over the roof, even though she knew he wouldn’t be able to come back and hurt her. Even though he already did.

Today, she was getting flashbacks to the candlelight vigil his fans had organized. Everyone was wearing white, speeches were being made, there wasn’t a dry eye present. Of course she wasn’t able to make it, but she had seen everything on social media. Trevor and Cole had been there and till this very day describe it as one of the hardest things they went through. Everything was so painful. The world was a little less bright. Y/N wasn’t eating, she wasn’t sleeping. She wasn’t living. The first week was the worst, but the group of friends helped keep each other stay strong. They held each other tight when it would’ve been easier to let go. That’s family.

He was their everything. And they were his everything as well. A friend, a father, a boyfriend, a son, a beloved hockey player. Kind, loving, funny, talented, the best one out there. Y/N smiled at the memory of his and Joey's tickletackle that day and how he was always able to make everyone’s day better. That’s Jack Hughes.

“And that’s why he’s my hero, second only to my mom.”

Y/N stood up, wiping the tears from her eyes quickly as she ran to hug her daughter.

“This is beautiful, bug!” she screeched, holding her daughter tightly.

“You think so?” Joey beamed, showing her mother her missing front tooth, the very last one to come out, in the process.

“Yeah, of course!”

“I hope he likes it!” the girl confessed, letting go of her mother to close her notebook and putting it in her backpack.

“You hope who likes what?” Jack inquired, coming from another room, carrying his guitar case on his shoulder.

Y/N and Joey exchanged looks, the girl asking her mother to keep quiet by placing a finger in front of her lips.

“It’s nothing.” Y/N waved him off.

“If this is about Oliver...”

“Dad! Stop” Joey groaned, getting a chuckle from her parents.

“Go brush your teeth, young lady. Dad is dropping you off at school.”

“Fine! But no gossiping about Ollie behind my back!” Y/N's daughter demanded, pointing a finger at both adults, who were struggling to keep their composure.

“Okay, little otter, go. I won’t ask your mom for boy updates.” the brunette man assured her.

The eight-year-old left the kitchen, followed closely by her companion, Finn, who, so many years later, was still by her side at all times.

Jack turned to look at his girlfriend, noticing her eyes were slightly red and puffy.

“Y/N... were you crying?” he asked in a hushed tone, his hands gently cupping her face. “Did Oliver do something to her? I swear to god -“

“No... it’s just... It’s the twentieth.” she gulped, her eyes finding his torso.

She knew exactly where the scar was. Just below his twelfth rib, on his left side. Barely an inch away from his spleen and, most likely, death. The time he had spent in a coma, connected to all sorts of machines, proved it. The days and nights she had spent by his side, holding his hand, were engraved on her brain.

“Y/N...”

“I know... You’re here. He isn’t coming back. Jo's doing great. I don’t need to be acting like this every year. I don’t need to play it in my head over and over again, I - “

“That was not what I was going to say. Babe, it was fucking traumatic. I got the bullet, but you were the one that was there fighting for me, day in and day out, not knowing if I was going to make it past the night. Watching people mourn me as if I were dead. The candlelight vigils. Media clocking down your every move. That leaves wounds, it leaves scars. And you’re getting help and doing much better. Just... Don’t overthink your progress. You’re the strongest person I know. You got this. And if you don’t, I do. I got you. Forever.”

“God, when is Ashton Kutcher making his big entrance and telling me I just got Punk’d? Because you cannot be real.” Y/N groaned, wrapping her arms around him and reveling on the way his sweater smelled like favorite perfume. It smelled like love.

She could feel his chest vibrate against her cheek as he laughed loudly, making her smile even harder. The coach's daughter couldn’t believe she had gotten so lucky. When the Universe had a chance to take everything away from her it had decided not to. And for that, she was eternally grateful.

Jack looked down at her, safe and sound in his arms, her frame fitting perfectly with is. He wished he could freeze that moment in time and go back to it every time he wanted to. Her smile, their daughter, their home. Perfect. Too good to be true.

The hardest part of the last three years had been coming to terms with the fact that what happened wasn’t going to happen again. His rational side tried convincing him that it was true, but late at night he had found himself getting up and checking repeatedly if the doors were locked, the windows shut and the alarms on. Charloe wasn’t coming back to finish the job, though. Jack wasn’t going to lose Y/N and Joey. Everything was going to be okay. He knew it. But at the same time, his brain demanded proof at all times. So, when it did, he held on to his girlfriend. His safe haven. Sometimes she’d look at him funny, wondering what had gotten into him, but she never complained. Being able to be together would never again be taken for granted.

“Hey.” he almost whispered, making her look up at him, a soft smile adorning her lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.” Y/N cooed, standing on her tippy toes to kiss him.

Jack's hands immediately pulled her closer to him, not ever wanting to let go.

“I’m ready!” Joey announced, coming downstairs showing off her pearly whites. “Ew! Stop! That’s gross.”

“Very gross.” the hockey player agreed, hugging his girlfriend tightly.

“We’re the grossest. Sorry, bug. You’re stuck with us.” her mother chuckled, untangling herself from Jack's embrace to be able to crouch down to her height. “Have a great day at school, Jo. Be nice. Wait for your turn...”

“Don’t pull pranks on Ms. Miller. I know, mom.” the eight-year-old sighed.

“Okay, okay. You’re a big girl. You got it.”

“Let’s go, little otter. No tardiness allowed on Hugheship.” Jack reminded them, picking up Joey's backpack, ushering her outside.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, looking amused.

“Hugheship?”

“Hughes' spaceship!” her daughter replied before Jack could.

“What she said!” he laughed, checking if she had fastened her seatbelt before getting inside. “See you later, beautiful.”

“Is the blindfold really necessary?” Y/N asked, raising her hands to touch the fabric covering her eyes.

“Yes. And stop trying to take it off!” he scolded his girlfriend, chuckling, his eyes moving back to the road ahead of him.

“Jack, I swear to god, if this is another attempt to get me to get my wisdom teeth removed...”

“No, no. I’m not making that mistake again... Not even if your teeth get all crooked.” the Devils' plajer shook his head.

“Will you still love me when my teeth get crooked?”

“I would love you even if you had no teeth.” he smiled, even though he knew she couldn’t see him.

The drive was a little over an hour long, with Y/N singing along to every single song on the radio. Jack was always astounded by her capacity to memorise lyrics when he could barely remember the National Anthem. He couldn’t stop stealing glances at the gorgeous woman sat beside him, who couldn’t stop fidgeting in her seat, her curiosity getting the best of her.

Y/N eventually drifted off to sleep, having stayed up late the night before and getting up very early in the morning to get Joey ready for school.

Jack pulled up by the entrance of the natural park, waiting a few more minutes before waking her up. He knew how much she needed to rest and couldn’t bring himself to do it until he got a text from her mother, letting him know she had picked up their little girl and was on her way.

He took a deep breath, reaching to softly shake her awake.

“No, mom. I’ll be up in five.” she mumbled swatting his hand away.

The brunette man let out a loud laugh, deciding to get out and run to her side, opening the door carefully, not wanting her to fall. He gently picked her up and the doctor instantly wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on tight.

“Mom! You’re so strong.” the petite woman sighed, nuzzling into his chest, the scent of his cologne filling up her nostrils and waking her up. “Hey baby.”

She could feel his chest vibrating while he laughed, instantly making her smile.

“Hi, babe. How was the nap?”

“Great... Can I take the blindfold off now? And walk on my own?”

“Ten more minutes and you’ll be skipping around.”

“And seeing?”

“And seeing.” he chuckled, walking along the trail.

“Good. Also, it smells heavenly here. Are we in the woods or something?”

“Or something.” Jack smirked.

“Jack Hughes, is this your way of getting rid of me? Are you going to leave me in the middle of nowhere and drive off into the sunset?”

“Y/N, you’ve been watching way too many episodes of Criminal Minds in a row.”

“I can’t help it, I’ve got a huge crush on...”

“Morgan, I know.” the brunette man rolled his eyes playfully, now huffing and puffing from carrying her for so long. “Alright, Ms. Y/L/N. I’m letting you down. Ready?”

“Ready.” she chirped, letting out a screech when he dropped her, landing on a pile of pillows. “What the hell, Rowdy?”

Her boyfriend dropped down on one knee, taking off her blindfold.

“As promised.” he winked, smoothing out her hair and laughing at how disheveled she looked.

“Shut up, I bet I look crazy!”

“You do not.”

Y/N leaned in to kiss him, cupping both sides of his face with her dainty hands. Losing his balance, Jack fell back on the blanket he had laid out earlier that morning, after dropping Joey off at school, bringing his girlfriend down with him, making her land on his chest.

The couple burst out laughing, the doctor finally taking in her surroundings as she got back to her initial position. They were sitting in the middle of a beautiful clearing, tall trees surrounding them, the sun rays coming through treetops, enveloping them in a golden haze. She glanced around her, seeing the pile of pillows she had fallen on and a checkered red blanket, a small basket set close by.

“What is this?” Y/N inquired, motioning towards the romantic setting. “Am I missing something? Jack, I told you monthversaries aren’t a thing...”

“It’s a romantic picnic. Do I have to have a reason to set a romantic picnic up for my beautiful girlfriend?”

“Is this about Trevor's whole Vegas birthday extravaganza thing? I told you I’m fine with it, but please don’t go all Hangover trilogy on me. Oh and don’t let Alex get a face tattoo, because that would -“

The Devils' player crashed his lips against hers, gently guiding her towards the soft pillows behind her. After a minute or two, he pulled away, trying to catch his breath and being met with Y/N's quizzical facial expression.

“It’s a romantic getaway...But shorter. I wanted to do something nice for you today.”

“Is it because of...hu...”

“Well, kind of. I mean, I wouldn’t say it’s happening because of the date but the date is specific for a reason... It’s just -“

“A beautiful gesture from my amazing boyfriend. Got it, baby.” she beamed up at him, sitting back up. “Thank you.”

Y/N couldn’t believe how lucky she was Coke had knocked some sense into her three years before and made her throw caution to the wind, choosing the man who had, over and over again, chosen her.

He looked at her adoringly, before reaching for the basket and dragging it closer to him.

“So what did you cook for us?” the coach's daughter asked, rubbing her hands together.

“I didn’t cook anything... But...” he began, pulling out two greasy cheeseburgers and waving them in front of her.

“I love you, I love you, I love you!” the brunette squealed, wrapping her arms around Jack's neck before stealing a burger from him. “Did you get -“

“Fries? Of course I did, who do you think I am?” the brunette man feigned hurt, handing her a pack of cheese fries.

“Man, I could marry you right here. On this very spot. Right now. This is so good.” she moaned as she took bite after bite of her favorite junk food.

Jack almost choked on his food, coughing out a large chunk of bread, his face as red as it could get.

“Oh my god! Rowdy! Are you okay? I didn’t mean to... We don’t need to... I don’t want to pressure you, please...”

“Sunshine...” he managed to get out, his voice still hoarse. “I want to marry you. I do. Trust me.” he smiled, seeing her worried expression be replaced by a relieved one.

“You almost choked when I mentioned marriage so I think we’re sitting this one out for a while, hu?” Y/N teased him, eating happily.

“So... Are you ready to go?” Jack said, getting up and storing the trash in the basket.

“Go where? I thought we were just having a picnic?” Y/N raised an eyebrow, confused.

“I need to move so I can digest all this food, you know... And a romantic walk doesn’t sound bad, right?” he winked, waiting for her to get on her feet. “We’ll get this on our way back.”

“Okay?” the doctor chuckled, holding on to his forearm and treading by his side.

They stayed silent for a little while, exchanging a few loving looks along the way. Jack's palms were sweating like crazy and Y/N couldn’t help but think it was endearing how, after all those years, he still got so nervous around her. She held on to his arm tighter, her chin resting on his shoulder as she looked up at him.

“Jack Hughes, you are the love of my life. Did you know that?”

“I figured that if you haven’t kicked me out by now I must be doing something right... Being called the love of your life sounds good to me. I just don’t know what I did to deserve you...”

“Your charm totally stems from your badass scar, not going to lie.”

“But you were dating me way before that...”

“Ehh, it was kinda fizzling out by then...” she joked.

“You’re the love of my life as well, sunshine. Don’t doubt it.” he stated, completely sure of himself for one of the very few times in his life.

“I could never, babe. Now...Where are we?”

Jack smiled softly, leading her towards yet another clearing, this one with a very particular set of familiar trees right in the middle of it. He looked down on his girlfriend, completely mesmerized by the beauty of their current location, and he took her hand in his, taking her up to the second one from the left.

The teacher furrowed her eyebrows, not getting the point and glancing at him with nothing but utter confusion on her face.

“These are beautiful, but I am lost.” she confessed.

“Doesn’t this place look oddly familiar?” the Devils' player inquired, motioning towards the log trellis behind the trees.

Suddenly, realization hit her. They were at David and River's wedding venue. Memories of their weekend in the house the couple had rented, skinny dipping, foosball, talking under the stars and a love confession came flooding back. She let go of Jack's hand and ran to the first one on the right, finding their friend’s names carved on the tree they had chosen three years prior.

“The foursome of love? Holy shit, Rowdy! How did you even manage to get here without getting us both lost? Your sense of orientation is literally nonexistent!” Y/N walked up to him, her hands on her hips.

“I did this quite a few times before today.” the brunette man chuckled. “I’ve had time to practice and find the right direction.” he shrugged. “But check this out... Right over... Here.”

The doctor looked at what he was pointing to and she let out a gasp, reading Y/NY/L/N+JH right on top of every other combination of letters.

“Oh my god. When did you - ?” she almost yelled, trying to touch the bark around her and Jack's initials, standing on her tippy toes.

“The same night I told you I liked you. After I went looking for you, I came back to the reception and decided we were too good to not be given a chance. So I carved our initials right here in hopes of one day coming back and my dream having come true.” he reached out to caress her cheek, wiping away a single tear with his thumb. “Because that’s what you are, Y/N. You’re my dream come true. And I thought, if I’m gonna do this, I better do it in the exact same spot where I poured my feelings out to the woman who has had my heart ever since I first met her. Full circle, baby.”

“What? What do you mean do this?”

“Oh honey, you cannot be this dense.” Y/M/N rolled her eyes, coming from the log trellis bellow them.

Behind her were Dan, with his phone in his hand, and her father, who walked hand in hand with Joey, who was looking around like she was waltzing into one of her dreams. When she finally spotted her mother, she ran to hug her, not letting go of her waist as Jack inched closer to both of them.

“What the -“

“Will you shut up for once and let the man speak?” Coach huffed, joining his ex-wife by one of the trees. “Love you, honey. Carry on, Hughes.”

“Thanks, Coach.” the Devils' player chuckled.

“Okay. Sorry, sorry.” Y/N said, shaking her head and turning back to Jack. “I have a tendency to talk a lot and interrupt people when I’m nervous.”

He leaned in placing a hand on her cheek, stroking it gently.

“I know, babe. I know you like the palm of my hand. You put way too much sugar in your morning coffee, you get up extra early to make this huge breakfast we never finish eating, you’re terrible with washing machines so you sometimes end up accidentally mixing my underwear and Joey's ballet gear and consequently dying it all pink.” he stopped himself when he heard a quiet sniffle coming from behind him. “You good, Y/M/N?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m good. Thank you. Carry on.” the older woman waved him off, prompting him to turn his attention back to his girlfriend.

“As I was saying...” he continued, making everyone else to laugh at how emotional his mother-in-law was. “Mess, you write songs about everything and anything, you have a terrible road rage problem, you make time to give back and help others, you’re an incredible mom to our little girl. Being with you made me a better man. I knew you were the one for me from the minute you checked me against the plexiglass for the very first time, I’m sorry it took me so long to actually do something about it... When we were here the last time my life changed forever because when you kissed me back I knew I was getting a second chance with the girl of my dreams. That night, three years ago, when I was about to pass out, all I could think about was how much I wanted to live my life with you and Joey, how much I needed to be around to see you smile and help her get through life. I knew how deep my love for you actually was. You make me so happy and I hope I can make you just as happy for the rest of our lives. I chose to do this today because that awful memory that has been haunting us for so long is overdue to be replaced by an amazing one. So, without further due and with Joey and your parents’ permission...” he said, getting down on one knee and opening a black velvet box, revealing a beautiful oval-shaped diamond ring inside. “Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?”

Y/N let out a gasp, her hands flying up to her mouth as Joey jumped up and down, still holding on to her waist and giggling. A few tears rolled down her cheeks as she took in what was happening and how perfect that moment was.

“Mommy, say yes!” the eight-year-old begged, glancing up at her mom.

The doctor took him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him up, her lips meeting his in a sweet, make-your-heart-burst-with-happiness kiss. She pulled away, her face glowing with pure glee, making his heart beat faster and faster inside his ribcage. After all those years, she still had the power to make him go weak in the knees. One kiss and everything was okay, no matter what. Y/N joined their foreheads, breathless as she stared deep into his warm onyx eyes.

“Is that a yes?” Jack asked, hesitantly.

“Yes. Da. Oui. Sí. Whatever language you want me to say it in. Be mine, Jack Hughes. Forever.”

Jack let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in, a nervous chuckle coming out of his mouth as he ran his hands through his hair, never dropping the black velvet box, and proceeding to grab her face, peppering small pecks all over her nose, cheeks, lips and forehead, making her laugh as the four people present watched them happily.

“So, do I get to wear the ring now or are you going to carry that around a little bit longer?” Y/N teased him, pointing towards the box.

“Oh, yeah, of course. Wait, okay.” he stuttered, his hands shaking as he pulled the ring out.

He effortlessly slid the ring onto her finger, earning claps and cheers from Coach and Y/M/N, while Dan took pictures, trying to refrain from crying his heart out right then and there.

“Do you like it?” he whispered in her ear when she pulled him into a tight embrace.

“I love it. And I love you.” she spoke in a hushed tone, pressing her lips just bellow his ear lobe.

“I love you too, Mess. Thank you for choosing me.” the brunette man smiled, putting a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Not choosing you could never be an option, Gretz.” the doctor assured him, looking straight into his eyes and leaning back in for another kiss.

“Okay, kids! Too much PDA is actually a thing.” Coach clapped his hands loudly, to bring them back down to planet Earth. “Hughes, wasn’t there something else you wanted to ask?”

“Oh! Yes! Oh my god, yes. I wanted to...” he began, letting go of his fiancée and crouching down in front of Joey, who looked overjoyed by the recent turn of events, taking her two hands in his and signaling for Y/N to join them with his head. “Well, I want to...Hmmm... Okay let me start again... I love you, Jo. You’ve been my daughter in my head and in my heart for three years now... I read you your bedtime stories, I stay up late at night worrying about your future, my heart breaks when you cry... I already call you my kid and I already brag about you to everyone around me but... I would like to make it official... I mean, if you want to and if your mother will allow me to... I would like to adopt you and be legally known as Josephine Y/L/N's dad. What do you say, girls?”

Y/N looked at him with tears in her eyes, mimicking Joey as she stared at the man she had grown to love as her father figure in shock. Having Jack as her dad was something she never took for granted and she knew he was the best man around. It was all true. He was already hers to keep. And she sure wanted him to be recognized as the father he had been to her ever since she was five years old. Joey turned her head to look at her mother, who was struggling to keep her emotions in check, but still managed to nod silently at her, inching closer so she could kiss her temple.

“Does that mean you are breaking the law if you don’t watch Disney movies with me?” the little girl inquired in a joking manner, raising her eyebrow.

“I think that can be one interpretation of it, sure.” Jack laughed.

“I love you, daddy.” she squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“I love you too, sweet girl.”

And just like that, all the pieces in the puzzle were finally assembled. They fit. And the picture was exactly like the one on the box. He was sure of it.

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obsessedwhim · 10 months

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Office Time

You were ecstatic to hear that Ichigo would soon be spending some quality time in the Seireitei with his dear friends and probably training, which was always an inevitable option.

Though his arrival was in a few days you were bursting with glowing nervous energy, not that he was aware of your lowly sixth-seat self but man! You sure were aware of him!

Not only was he the courageous Hero who saved your home more times than you have fingers, but he was also kind, interesting and.. and... soooooOOOOOoooooo a t t r a c t i v e !

So tall and cool, you could barely look at him whenever Ichigo had somehow made it near your vicinity. Not to mention his intimidating Zanpakuto, shaped unlike any sword you had ever seen!

The first time you saw him in person was... admittedly- seeing Yoruichi pick up the youngster after his defeating of The One and Only Kenpachi Zaraki, Capitan to Squad Eleven.

She watched for a moment as you and your squad mates rushed to the scene of the crime and after that, it's like the bright burn of his hair scorched itself into the very wrinkles of your brain. Burning brighter with every thought that passed through your simple little scull.

There was this one time when you had to make a house call to a Lieutenant and the ginger just happened to be there. You kept quiet and tried so hard to keep your eyes on the bandages before you, but then a shadow covered the sunlight you needed and so, you glanced up with a question in your throat only to swallow said question like a cold rock once you saw it was the legendary Kurosaki, leaning over you with a curious stare. Sunlight glowing from behind him as if he were some sort of stunning.. glowy.. person- thing...

"Oh, hey there" he flickered his eyelids in blissful innocents, as if not sure if you were a person or not. Not that you've been acting like a normal person since noticing his spiritual energy which surrounded you like water, as though you had somehow sunk to the very bottom of the deepest lake- oddly, very much like a suffocating hug. You wondered what pressure Ichigo would use on you with his bare hands, not that he would, but say he would...

Before any more lude thoughts were able to flush the blood to your cheeks you blinked and began packing your things away quickly "Welp, that's all the help I can give ya Renji, stay well- be safe! Byyeeeee!"

With a medical box underarm, the smallest of the three ran out of a nearby door and hoofed it over the first garden wall you came across. Leaving both males blinking in your wake.

Though the memory itself was keeping you awake at bedtime with wave after wave of cringe, seeing his eyes up close- the way you could recall the different layers of brown in his almond-shaped gaze and still feel his room temp breath fanning on you from above- it was all worth it. The strange smell he emitted clung to your nostrils, but you being you enjoyed the odd scent coming from him, which you learned later on was a human realm aftershave.

Would it be weird if you bought it? That's weird, right? No... is it?

Whatever, because now was the time to completely indulge yourself in your work, with Hanataro off sick for the next couple of days you were chomping at the bit to get rid of this mountain of paperwork. You couldn't take all these tumultuous emotions and so it was time to forget all about 'em and focus on the perfect piles you had created, both alphabetically and essentiality wise.

It was perfect! Just you, this warm cup of tea and a wonderful breeze that drifted through the window. Nothing would take you away from your office space on this day!

Letting out a slow breath you sat at your desk, flickering through a handful sheets until a few squad mates ran by your open window, glancing at the outside world while black uniforms blurred past the square opening. The stampede pulled the forms you held to your chest in a strong rush of air and the white reports danced across the moving flashmob of rushing Reapers.

"No!" You reached after the vanishing articles, going limp and accepting your fate for now with a wince "Those were the forms to confirm public bathrooms..."

"Here" a hand held out a crumpled pile "I dunno if I got 'em all, but.. This is what I was able to get"

You felt it as soon as he held out those crumpled papers, his pouring energy washing over your skin as if the very sun itself took a moment out of its day to shower you with that good ol' fashioned Vitamin C, trying to ignore your burning flesh you held out shaky hands with a bowed skull "T-thank you, you.. didn't have too"

Though you couldn't see it, Ichigo's shining eyes widened and he near dropped the pile into your little hands before clearing his throat "Naaah, it's.. no problem" he scratched the side of his head before realising you weren't moving.

"Yooou uh, you okay there?" the local Hero quirked a brow as you took a moment to quietly whimper to yourself "I... can't move"

Ichigo bent his knees and squatted before you, glancing up through his lashes and the strands of your hair it was becoming increasingly harder to breathe normally, he was absolutely breathtaking, even more so than you thought from all the distances you'd seen the wonderful Kurosaki form, from all angles. Which was rather annoying at this point in time, but oh well.

Your lungs squeezed at the window corner internally slicing you in half and Ichigo chuckled as blood filled your cheeks "You want some help?" he questioned, grinning widely and you couldn't help but hold what little breath you were getting.

Keeping his eyes matched with yours the male grabbed the scruff of your uniform and lifted you back into your office window all while your fingers shredded the at sheets mercilessly as you imagined his strong hand wrapped around your throat instead.

"Well.." Ichigo turned with a salute, not letting you see his blush rise at how light you were, he could just pick you up and take you away from here "See you 'round"

And there he left you, before anything could register through your shocked being but still that strange aftershave drifted through you and proceeded to stay with you for the rest of your office time.

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luimagines · 4 months

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Hey it's totally still your birthday right?

*'he/they's your Wild*

Enjoy mild totk spoilers (not really takes place post-botw pre-totk)

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He was gone, and it was fine. You have no clue where he went, and neither did he. He had simply stepped into that dreaded portal, all but vanishing without a trace, and that was that.

Goodbyes had been short, they always had to be when your spouse was the legendary hero.

It was hard to remember sometimes that your Link was the hero of Hyrule. Hard to imagine that those same lively eyes of his had stared evil incarnate in the flesh before essentially vanquishing it. The same blond that had won you over catching staminoka bass with nothing but his bare hands and a dream and had diligently followed you along as you showed them the beauty of the new world that had surrounded him despite the terrors of the calamity a hundred years ago-- had also been the one who stood in an overtaken Hyrule castle and defended it, having long since grown and regained his strength (something they credited to you despite your insistence otherwise).

It was hard-- but not impossible. Especially then, as you stood to see him off. Even though they no longer carried the legendary sword on their back, the unmistakable strong stance he had told you what he was going to do before he even uttered a word.

You wouldn't stop him, you couldn't, but even still you found yourself torn between your heart and your mind. The logical part of you knew however (even if it pained you to see him off) that the world needed them more than you did. It wasn't surprising, you married the hero of Hyrule for Hylia's sake! But it still hurts. You knew, deep down, that you were always going to have to share them with the rest of the world, even if you wanted to selfishly lock them away and keep him all to yourself.

But none of that really mattered now, did it? The hugs and the kisses and the parting words went by too fast, everything was just too fast, now you were left despondant on the outskirts of Hateno, a pair of lovers setting out only for one to return.

You felt numb, a flurry of emotions welling up in your chest only for your mind to be miles away, unable to speak. You don't remember the walk back to the village, nor how you ended up in Link's house (or was it Zelda's now? It was never really clear, you had to ask at some point). You glanced around, slowly beginning to shuffle around, idly stacking the stray papers and nicknacks of Zelda's research scattered around the small area.

You didn't think about it, continuing to meander around the room, idly fixing things even if they weren't messy. It was useless to dwell on it, being sad wouldn't bring him back, and you were no good to everyone else if you were beside yourself with grief for a hylian who wasn't even dead yet.

It was fine. He was going to come back. You just... had to keep busy. Hateno had no shortage of jobs for you as it continued to grow and develop. You still had to drop off those cloths Senna ordered to the dye shop. Zelda still needed you to help teaching the children at the school until another official one was found-- that one was pretty long-term, likely to keep you busy and on your feet. And then of course you had promised Zelda that you would ask Nagda for gardening tips in order to try and help Aster, who seemed better able to grasp onto information about her father's vegetables rather than gardening in practice. You still hadn't completely gotten over your uneasiness towards the flower-obsessed--

Oh. You were crying.

The blurriness in your eyes and the wet streaks on your cheeks were unmistakable, yet it's presence still caught you off guard. You couldn't tell why, you were fine, it wasn't a big deal. 'It's fine, you're okay' you repeated to yourself like a mantra, Link was coming back and everything would--

"Are you alright?" a quiet, worried voice broke you out of your mental stoop. Your body froze up, still facing away from the concerned blonde in a feeble attempt to maintain some dignity. When did Zelda get here? How much time had passed.

"I uh, I'm sorry I just-" you fumble your words, not really having anything else to say but 'sorry'. For what exactly was unclear: for being caught in her house unannounced, for moving her things around as you tidied up, perhaps even for crying in general, not being strong enough to bear the load that was required of you as the hero's spouse.

You felt like a child, having been caught red-handed at your most vulnerable with no excuses for the way you were acting. Instead of being scolded though, or even being questioned as to what exactly you were doing there and not your own home, Zelda immediately met you with nothing but compassion. The blonde frowned a bit, seeing your clearly distressed state, immediately stepping forward to bring your crying form into her arms.

You shakily exhaled, deflating a bit. You apologize again, wiping at your eyes even if it only accomplished in making your eyes more irritated and red as more tears make their way out. You hated it. You hated it and you hated him for making you go through it, even if it was illogical to do so.

For once, even if it was selfish, you desperately wished for simpler times, when it was just the two of you against the world. When some days your biggest problem was entertaining yourself during long journeys between stables on your way to the next province. When your biggest plight was having to scramble after your partner when one of their idiotic stunts he swore wouldn't go wrong did just that. Hell, you'd even take before the calamity was defeated and the only people you two had were each other. Everything changed when you guys settled down and started placing roots.

Now it seemed like you saw less and less of him with every new task, and now he was just gone. You missed just looking over and seeing somebody once told me the world was gonna roll me, I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed. She was looking kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb in the shape of an L on her forehead. Well- looking back at you, your somebody, Link. Now he's gone and you don't know when they're coming back or even if they're safe.

You don't say any of this though, especially not when the rescued princess herself was right in front of you. It was a stupid thought only expressed in the heat of the moment, and you had long since learned to control those thoughts and urges. You weren't some child that needed to lash out and hurt those closest to you in your despair; you were an adult, the spouse of the hero of Hyrule who chose to strengthen the remains of Hyrule alongside the princess-- you needed to respond appropriately.

You gather yourself, you have no choice but to after all, crying in the princess' arms wasn't a solution nor a luxury that you could afford. You reveal everything to her, what little information you did have anyway-- the portal, how he left through it, and essentially not having any information on their whereabouts or even if he was safe.

"Oh, I see" Zelda responds sympathetically, understanding your plight and Link's potentially dire situation. Her lips together as she nods to herself, a sudden look of determination filling her eyes. She pulls back from you, looking into your eyes as she grabs onto your shoulders.

"Link is a strong and reliable swordsman whose resilience knows no bounds" she starts in hopes that some of her resolve spark up your own "I have no doubt that he'll return to you to the best of his ability. Please have faith in him, if not as your partner then as the hero and as my dearest companion".

You nod, simply taking the words in. Link will be fine, he has to be fine. Your heart couldn't take it otherwise.

You don't know what you'd do if he wasn't fine.

:)))))

..........You shrek rolled me.... in the middle of an intense fanfic!?!?!?!?!?

For my birthday- you evil mastermind you, how dare.

Is it really spoilers though if it just mentions that like Zelda was a teacher? I heard about that but I fail to see how that has anything to do with the plot so I think you're fine. Unless there was another thing that I missed because I don't know any better.

Thank you Bee!!! I wanted to yell and scream. :D

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