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Fun and Games (Ruggie Bucchi x MC)

My first post on tumblr in a while lmao.

Been obsessed with Twisted Wonderland for a while, so now I’m finally getting back into writing again. Just no words with how much I love a majority of the characters in this game 😂

Anyway! Please enjoy!

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Fun and Games (Ruggie x Reader) By: Lunerna21 One-Shot

When you started as a student with Grim, things changed. Only a few months have passed since you arrived at Night Raven College. When first entering this unfamiliar world, you were mentally shaken. How would you adjust to this strange, new territory?

You had become close to Ace and Deuce, basically to the point where they were consistently spotted with you and Grim wherever you went. Everyone labeled the two as your "personal bodyguards," but both opposed the nickname. Either way, they had become incredibly close to you. Only, they weren't the only ones.

Friday nights were dedicated to hanging out someplace with everyone. Playing card games until midnight while chomping on some food at Ramshackle Dorm, visiting Mostro Lounge to catch up during the week, and many more. Students of Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, and Diasomnia had opened up to you after some time together.

You astonished yourself with how everyone got along with you. Part of you feared you wouldn't mesh well with numerous robust characters. Each marked a remarkable impression on you, seeing many of them almost daily.

One particular individual stood out from the rest.

This weekend wasn't any different. As usual, you hosted a mini get-together, and it wasn't anything to worry about. That was different. Tonight, you would be anticipating Ruggie Bucchi. Ruggie was usually preoccupied with working random shifts at various jobs, taking care of Leona virtually 24/7. Fortunately, he was able to hang out with everyone tonight. With how much work was given this week, everyone desperately needed to wind down.

Why were you concerned? Maybe it had something to do with how you began to feel towards Ruggie. More than a companion or a friend. It was evolving into something undeniably more. He never depended on anyone, solely looking out for himself. His past and what he had to do to survive in Sunset Savana was understandable. Still, it broke your heart how he never spent time unwinding and enjoying his time at NRC.

You shook your head furiously, emptying a bag of chips into a bowl. Grim and the house ghosts ran about, messing with each other as usual. Ugh, you were left to finish getting ready for the night. Setting up the lounge, dusting parts of the house, and putting on another load of laundry. You huffed a heavy sigh, brushed off the counters, and pivoted towards the misfits.

"Would you guys cut it out?! I don't want another fire scare, Grim!" you barked, the jokesters freezing at your annoyed tone.

"Gya! Why're you singling me out?!" Grim challenged stupidly, the Ghosts cackling as they disappeared. You squatted down to his level, ready to yank your hair out.

"First, you almost burned the curtains last time you were messing around!" you exclaimed, implying the damaged ones. Grim backed up slowly, silently acknowledging the incident.

"Second, everyone's gonna be here soon, and we still need to clean! Cmon, you can goof around later. Just give me a hand." You ordered as you stood up and trekked towards the lounge. Grim followed suit, pouting but complying.

"Alright, Alright," he spoke. "Who's even coming over tonight?"

"Deuce, Ace, Jack, and Ruggie," you replied, as your heart leaped when mentioning Ruggie, but Grim failed to notice.

"Ruggie, huh? He's usually working at Mostro Lounge or somewhere else to pick up some cash."

"Yeah." It was quite a surprise that he agreed to come over. You couldn't recall the last time he wasn't working or taking care of Leona. "Maybe Ruggie wanted a break for once." you presumed.

"Gyahaha! I'm gonna have a rematch with Ace! He cheated the last time we played War. I will be victorious!" He cackled to himself as he helped you push the sofa. Things got heated whenever a wager was on with the three cadets (Deuce Ace and Grim). Last time, Ace had to jump into the frigid waters with only his boxers after losing a simple card game.

Anything could happen this time. You prayed there wouldn't be any damage to the dorm during these charades. Maybe tonight there won't be anything to stress-!

The door was swiftly kicked open and out jumped Ace pointing a finger at Grim. Deuce glowered annoyingly at him while you screeched at the impulsive entrance.

"Bullshit! I won fair and square last time!" He hollered with a large grin. Deuce stepped past Ace, greeting both you and Grim.

"Thanks for having us over tonight, prefect." Deuce grinned. You smiled back, helping them bring in their belongings. Meanwhile, Grim plopped on the couch with Ace, going for the chips in the bowl. You shook your head at Grim, knowing he wouldn't help clean.

"You guys hang out here; I just gotta finish up some other chores," you stated as you strode away. Beginning your ascent up the stairs, you recalled something. You lingered, turning to glare at Grim.

"Oh, and Grim?" you added, "You lose five cans of tuna for next week." you finished with a hint of a threatening tone. Grim froze, feeling a chill run up his fur.

"Got it?"

"O-Okay." He whimpered, then chewed on his chip while ignoring the obnoxious cackling from Ace.

~~~~~

Once you completed the chores, You tossed on a new sweatshirt and leggings. You stood facing the mirror, playing with your hair a bit. You didn't want to look like a slob in front of everyone. It seemed silly to fret over your appearance, but it was the only thing that clouded your thoughts.

Yes, you consistently made sure you didn't go anywhere without looking ridiculous. You made sure you didn't stick out like a sore thumb. Either way, you didn't want to look like a slob.

Especially…

"Look who's finally here! Took you guys a while!" Roared Ace. You froze, glimpsing to see your complexion shift to scarlet red. Goosebumps traveled up your body, and you stood frozen in place.

Now wasn't the time to freeze up!

Feeling curious, you stood near the doorway as you peeked down to see Jack and Ruggie greeting the others downstairs. Ruggie looked attractive in a yellow sweatshirt and black joggers that hugged his form. You choked on your breath, quietly scrambling into the bathroom.

Scarlet red cheeks greeted you, so you splashed some cold water to attempt to cool off.

'Okay, relax. Everything is going to be fine. Get yourself together!'

This was no time to be panicky! Just get through tonight, and you'll be fine. Oh boy, if only Ruggie knew how much you were fretting, just for the cute blonde that was presently downstairs.

You gave yourself one last mini pep talk, smacked your cheeks, and then walked out.

You strode out of the bathroom and trekked down the stairs. The others were sitting on the couch, oblivious to you entering the lounge.

Jack, Ace, Grim, and Deuce discussed another card game while Ruggie sat on the couch nibbling on some chips. You grinned as his ears twitched, knowing he heard you coming. You stood above him, and he tipped his head back to greet you with his signature grin.

"Ah, prefect." he greeted while pivoting towards you. "Ready to join the card game?" You nodded, gliding over the couch to sit next to him. His contagious smile was something you adored to see every day.

You diverted your head away from Ruggie, attempting to hide the pink tint on your cheeks.

"So, what're we playing tonight?" you asked. The three turned while Jack greeted you with a nod and smile. The boys finally discussed the game, and the night began right away.

~~~~~

Grim and Ace were at each other's throats about an hour into the game. Both accused the other of cheating, and another argument soon broke out. You huffed an irritated sigh while Jack and Deuce just scowled at the two morons. Unexpectedly, Ruggie perked up.

"Hey, let's play something else. This is getting boring." Ruggie thankfully spoke up. You nodded, rubbing your temples after all the arguing.

"I agree. Anyone got some ideas? I've got nothing." said Deuce. Everyone ran through different games out loud, but nothing seemed intriguing. Grim and Ace were squabbling at each other, uncertain about what game wouldn't allow the other to cheat.

"Shyehehehe!" Ruggie's mischievous laugh never meant anything good.

"How about hide and seek? No rules, just try not to get caught."

You sucked in a breath, unsure where this suggestion came from. You must've been in middle school the last time you played hide and seek. Hide and seek with magic? Now that was different.

It was better than listening to arguments all night long.

Ace and Grim finally ceased, hesitating before nodding.

"Yeah! I'm down with that. I'll show you how it's done, furball!" Laughed Ace. Grim grinned evilly as well.

"You'll be eating my fur after this, idiot! No one can catch "The Great Grim"!" Grim sneered.

"Okay! It'll be good practice for Beanfest next year!" Jack declared. Deuce glanced back and forth, only to shrug. "Alright. I'm in as well."

Everyone diverted to you, waiting for your reply. You glimpsed at Ruggie, his cunning and playful eyes greeting yours. If looks could kill, that would've been this moment. He was challenging you. You smirked back at him and the others.

"Okay. Let's do this!" The boys eagerly hopped up, grabbing some paper and a hat to throw some names in. Everyone threw on a sweatshirt and shoes before racing out the side door. Ace's evil cackling made you laugh, with Grim following behind him.

You held the door open for everyone, Ruggie being the last to exit. He stepped by but lingered in front of you. As you were about to speak, Ruggie cut in as he stood close to your form.

"Don't let me catch you, (y/n). Or else…" Ruggie whispered into your ear, smirking at your flushed cheeks. You struggled to breathe for a moment, replaying what he said. It came out as if he was playing with you. Taunting you.

Once reality returned, Ruggie was already down the stairs. What had he meant? What was he going to do?

You shook your head furiously, scrambling down the hill to the others. Jack reached into the hat and drew out a single slip of paper.

"Grim. You're up first." Grim groaned to himself while everyone else chortled. He shifted towards the dorm, beginning his countdown from 60. As you pivoted, Ruggie's gaze directed you, winking before sprinting away with the others.

'Dammit! Everything he does-!' you shook off your thoughts.

You sped away from the yard, running up to a tree and climbing several branches. Once you were far from the ground, you sat against the tree and kept quiet. It was deathly silent tonight, with a subtle breeze ruffling the branches and leaves.

Somewhere to your left, Ace's cry could be heard in the distance. You waited, examining around to see if Grim was close by. Footsteps crunched below you, catching Deuce hiding behind the tree you were in.

As you were about to get his attention, Grim leaped out of the bushes, launching onto Deuce's back as he shrieked. It took everything to not burst out laughing, not overlooking how high you were from the ground.

"Ha! Gotcha!" Grim celebrated to himself. Deuce grumbled, walking back towards the yard and ignoring Grim, celebrating obnoxiously.

Grim's ears twitched as some activity further away, and he dashed over to investigate. After a couple of seconds, you slid down the tree to sprint in the other direction. Heh. This should be an easy couple of rounds.

~~~~~

Several rounds were played. The previous round had been your turn, and it hadn't turned out fantastic. You caught Ace and Grim, but the other three boys had taken you quite a while. Deuce and Jack were in track and field, so it was no surprise they could outrun you. Ruggie, of course, was easily able to avoid you, instead toying with you.

Not having magic or any sort of ability was a huge disadvantage.

Everyone gathered again to draw a name out of the hat. Ace was brushing off dirt from him slipping, failing to escape from you. Grim looked slightly tired until Ace made another snide comment. That perked Grim up quickly. Deuce and Jack were too busy talking about track and field.

Ruggie pulled out a slip of paper, smirking as he revealed it to everyone.

"Looks like it's my turn." He boasted. You froze, second-guessing yourself this round. This time, Ruggie would be chasing you?! You didn't forget how difficult it was to chase down Ruggie before Leona's overblot.

A shiver traveled up your spine at the idea. Jack, however, was eager to challenge his vice house warden.

"Let's see what you got, Ruggie!" Jack beamed eagerly, smirking at Ruggie. He smirked back.

"Shyeheehee! You won't see me coming." Ruggie glanced in your direction. You stiffened from how playful his gaze was. Before he diverted towards the dorm, a sly grin greeted you. Satisfied with your flustered state, he spun away and began counting.

You choked on your breath, rushing towards the woods. You still registered his grin but knew he was teasing you. But damn, anything he did sent tremors throughout your body. This could be your chance to outwit him.

'We'll see about that, Ruggie.'

Running until you were out of breath, you discovered a perfectly shadowed spot in the woods with plenty of branches and leaves to hide you. You glid in, overlooking the cuts and scrapes from the branches. Absorbing your surroundings, you ran through various ideas that could help you escape.

Climb the tallest tree? No, you wouldn't be able to get down quietly; he could skillfully climb and corner you.

Sprint as quickly as possible? Psh, as if. Ruggie could run circles around you effortlessly, lest you forget how impossible it was to catch him when he stole Riddle and Cater's pens.

Mess with him? HA! Not a chance; you could hardly keep from reddening and becoming a stuttering mess.

You waited to recover some stamina, skimming around to see if maybe anyone-!

Several shouts reverberated throughout the woods. You clutched your chest tightly, attempting to slow your heart rate. Was it Ace? Deuce? Maybe Grim? You heard Ruggie's laugh after the screams died down. Damn, he got someone that quick?!

Skimming around again, it was desolate. The breeze had died down, the woods growing eerily silent. No animals or ghosts were around. Where the hell was Ruggie!?

Moments later, leaves could be heard crunching, becoming noisier every moment. You picked up on the activity heading towards you, leaves rustling as a figure leaped out into the opening. You braced yourself, holding your breath for whoever it was.

Jack.

Jack's strength and speed weren't something to overestimate. But how would he fare against Ruggie?? You were basically worthless to help him.

He slid back, eyes frantically observing the area around him as if he knew he wasn't alone. Jack quickly glimpsed over his shoulder, leaping back as Ruggie jumped towards Jack.

As Jack bounced back, he misstepped over a stem and allowed an opening for Ruggie. He vaulted off a tree branch and caught Jack's arm while landing on his feet perfectly. Jack landed on his rear, his mouth gaping open from astonishment.

'H-Holy shit! Did Ruggie already get everyone?!' You were in total awe of his speed. Still, to be able to handle somebody as big as Jack Howl? Ruggie has incredible skillfulness.

Ruggie gradually stood up, sneering down at Jack's befuddled state.

"Shyeheehee! What'd I say before? You'd never see me coming." Ruggie triumphantly boasted. Jack took a couple of breaths before replying.

"H-How'd you know I was in the trees?" Jack asked in utter shock. Ruggie shrugged, his arms sliding behind his head but still smirking. He didn't appear tired or bewildered, unlike Jack panting.

"Maybe stop moving your tail so much. It kept hitting the leaves, dead giveaway." Ruggie replied smugly, dusting off his sweatshirt. Jack huffed in defeat, standing and heading back towards Ramshackle.

"Four down, one to go," Ruggie confidently stated. Shit, he had caught everyone! You were the only one left.

Don't let me catch you, (y/n). Or else…

You sucked in a breath, freezing when Ruggie halted abruptly. He peeked behind him, assuming he might've heard you.

'Dammit! His hearing is immaculate!'

Ruggie wandered around the open area, skimming up and down the shady, wooded area. Surveying every inch around him, from the top of the trees to the stones littered about the forest floor.

You didn't move an inch, afraid he would pick up on any movement around you. Glancing around, there was no path; you wouldn't be able to run off without alerting Ruggie.

"I know you're here, (y/n)." He spoke out loud. Your throat grew dry, hands became clammy. He would find you soon enough. The woods became dark again, and you looked up to see the clouds shrouding the full moon.

Only one thing processed through your head: How would you make it out of here? Ruggie's hearing is outstanding, and incredibly observant of his surroundings. Not to mention how quickly he caught the others.

With how many branches currently caged you, your hiding spot wouldn't be easy to leave.

'Maybe I can distract him somehow! Then, while he's preoccupied, I can sprint in the other direction!'

You were running out of options. Slowly tilting down to pick up a lone rock, you glimpsed carefully to see which direction to throw it. Ruggie was still looking around, his ear twitching to any subtle movement.

'Okay. You can do this! Just chuck it and book it!'

Taking a slow deep breath, you raised your arm back, then hurled it as hard and distant as possible. Ruggie halted, listening to the rock striking the floor and resonating loudly. He took off, speeding into the darkness until you couldn't see him.

You wouldn't have much time for him to find you! Legs feeling like jello, and your chest tight, you needed to run until you couldn't anymore. Waiting briefly, you quickly untangled yourself from your hiding spot, dashing away while skimming around your surroundings.

After a bit, you leaped out from some scrubs, scraping your arms and legs more. Still, it didn't stop you. You needed to distance yourself from-!

Unexpectedly, Ruggie leaped down and landed only feet from you. Thanks to your quick reaction, you skidded to a stop and fled away from him.

"Laugh with Me!" He yelled, and you swore under your breath. Your body immediately froze where you stood. Taking in several breaths, your body abruptly turned towards him. Ruggie wore a smug grin with his hands on his hips.

"Shyehehehe! Nice try, (y/n). That wouldn't work on me." Ruggie chuckled, amused by how flustered you were.

Damn, there was no getting out of this. You scowled daggers at him, but his smirk only deepened. He took a step forward as you mimicked his movements.

"D-Dammit. You caught on quick!" you stuttered. Ruggie shrugged, raising his arms behind his head and chuckling as you did.

"I wasn't sure if it was you moving around at first. I knew it was you once you threw that rock and sprinted off." Ruggie grinned, taking two steps forward.

You cursed under your breath, anticipating him to undo his signature spell and catch you. Only, he was taking his time with you, like a predator toying with his prey, waiting for the perfect opportunity. It turns your stomach into knots.

"Well, what're you waiting for? Aren't you gonna tag me?" you questioned in frustration. Ruggie didn't respond, just taking slow steps, one at a time. You couldn't read him. What was he thinking?

Every step he took, your heart rate intensified. The moonlight finally came out, radiating up his handsome face. You were lost in his captivating eyes, enchanted by his mischievous smirk.

Ruggie stopped, standing just inches from you now. You stood speechless, a million thoughts running at once. Ruggie simply stared, clearly amused over your frantic state.

"R-Ruggie," you spoke up timidly, amazed he heard you. "What did you mean earlier?"

"Hmm? You've got to be more specific than that, (y/n)." Ruggie taunted. You tried to scowl at him, but your flush cheeks told a different story. You were praying to the Great seven that he wouldn't notice, but it was unlikely considering how close he stood.

"You said you'd do something if you caught me." You paused, "What did you mean by that?" Ruggie's face suddenly relaxed, his gaze sliding over your form. You shivered under his watch, holding your breath, waiting for his answer.

Icy fingers gently cupped your cheek. You stiffened as you watched your hand slowly reach up to mimic his action. Only Ruggie captured your hand and gripped it carefully.

Your eyes never left his face. All you could hear was how your heartbeat quickened at every touch and gesture. Ruggie appeared mellow, but his gaze read something more.

As if he was searching for some sort of reaction.

"R-Ruggie…" you breathed. Ruggie's eyes traveled up to greet (e/c) with his endless blue eyes. Eyes that you were constantly searching for whenever everyone hung out together. Eyes that planned out his destiny every instant while depending on no one but himself.

Eyes you longed to see every day, morning, and night.

"Laugh With Me," he whispered. Instantly, you felt control of your body again, though you didn't shift an inch. It was as if he expected you to pull away, but you only yearned more.

Coming to this realization, his eyes enlarged as he sucked in a breath. Ruggie's face drew closer to yours, reddening innocently when you silently inhaled.

"(y/n)....Listen…," he muttered, glancing from your lips to your eyes. Dryness had plagued your throat, rendering you unable to speak.

Swallowing slowly, he drifted closer to you, your lips only inches from him-!

"Ha!" Grim jumped out of nowhere, startling the two of you as you both shouted. You dropped on your side while Ruggie jerked away to settle down from the shock (and what just transpired, you hoped).

Grim innocently jumped into your arms, chuckling to himself.

"What the hell, furball!?" Ruggie yelled while clutching his chest.

"Hehe! Got ya both!" Grim sniggered. "We didn't hear (y/n) screaming yet, so we went to find ya both!" You strained, calming your heart, frowning daggers at the little weasel. "You both ready to head back inside?"

You nodded, stiffening when Ruggie trekked past and headed towards Ramshackle. You stood up, following after him, but mentally you were in a different realm.

~~~

After about an hour, it was time to wind down and watch a movie. Grim settled on a cheesy scary film, but midway through the opening, Grim squealed at every awful jumpscare. Ace tossed popcorn at Grim till Deuce scolded him about the mess. Jack tried to act tough but also jumped at some jump scares.

Ruggie had gone to the bathroom with an empty seat next to you. Your eyes were glued to the TV, but you were zoned out. Moments from before replayed in your head. You could only embrace your pillow tightly to conceal your blush.

Would he dismiss what happened? Brush it off and call it a night? How could anyone get any rest after both of your lips were inches from another? The warmness radiated off his body, and his electrifying eyes drew you in.

'DAMMIT! I NEED TO STOP!'

The couch shifted; you jerked slightly when Ruggie sat next to you on the sofa, his shoulders grazed against yours. You glimpsed at him, but his attention was focused on the movie. You shuffled over a bit but relished his warmth again.

You grew discouraged. Does Ruggie really want to brush it off? Had it really meant nothing to him? You were so perplexed. You clutched the cushion tighter, expecting stuffing to burst out any instant.

Shaking off your thoughts, you redirected your gaze to the TV. How badly you desired to crawl into your bed and never leave.

Warm skin greeted yours, and your eyes dilated when his hand slid into yours. It felt as if time slowed, savoring how his hand fit into yours perfectly. You swallowed, peeking at him. He seemed attentive on the TV, but his eyes slowly slid to meet yours.

Ruggie gently squeezed your hand, you doing the same back. He grinned warmly, slipping something into your grasp before he winked, stood, and headed into the kitchen.

Your hand quivered, but you took yourself to your bedroom for a moment of privacy. As soon as you shut the door, you shakily opened the note. It was short; simply reading:

Meet me outside in 5 minutes.

Outside? By yourselves? You felt flush at the idea. No more interruptions, only you and Ruggie.

It was time to get some answers.

~~~~~

Throwing whatever excuse you could muster, you stepped outside. It was still relatively frigid out, but that was the least of your concerns.

Looking for the blonde, he sat outside in the grass, staring at the sky. Taking a deep breath, you tread over to stand next to him. His eyesight slid from the sky to meet yours, patting the spot beside him.

You smiled, sitting down and joining him as you gaped at the stars. It wouldn't have been a surprise if you witnessed a shooting star tonight. It was as if every inch of the evening sky glistened with stars.

"(y/n)," Ruggie spoke after a brief silence. "I need to be honest with you." You nodded, offering him your undivided awareness. Ruggie glimpsed up again, seemingly lost in the stars.

"For years, I told myself to never rely on anyone. I needed to stick to myself to stay alive in Sunset Savana. Others didn't learn and ended up paying dearly for it." Ruggie reflected, sadness obscuring his features.

It felt awful to hear it from him. It was unthinkable what Ruggie had gone through, but you remained quiet as he continued.

"When I got into NRC, I kept what I learned and trusted only a few. Everyone is pitted up against each other here, doing anything to stand out on top. I was doing well, keeping everything to myself and working my tail off. Even after Leona's overblot, I kept my defense up. But…" Ruggie trailed off, clutching his fist.

His stare trailed to greet yours, forcing you to lose your breath. He was pouring everything out to you, which wasn't usual for Ruggie.

He was letting his defense down.

"When you helped me after the overblot incident, I assumed you wanted something in return. Or just to get back at me for what I'd done at the Spelldrive Tournament. But, you proved otherwise." He moved nearer, his hand only inches from brushing yours.

"Before I knew it, I always looked forward to seeing you. Whether passing in the hallways or during lunch, I constantly searched the room to see if you were there. And when I would notice you," Ruggie's hand slid over yours, squeezing it tightly. "My stomach would do somersaults. My chest would tighten, and I would go out of the way to talk to you."

Your cheeks grew flush, eyes broadening at what he's admitting to you. Ruggie slid even closer, grazing your hair behind your ear, his fingertips lingering at your pink cheeks.

"This is new to me, but I know how I feel about you (f/n). I've fallen so hard for you it scares me. It scares me how much I trust you, but you're someone I can be myself with."

Ruggie cupped your cheek delicately, stunned to feel his hand quivering. There was a pink tint on his cheeks, his eyes wavering as they stared into yours.

"Ruggie...earlier in the forest, no. Even before today, I've always liked you. I want to be there for you through everything. I want to let your walls down and be able to be yourself." You also gushed, moving closer as you grasped his hand in yours.

Ruggie appeared taken aback at your forwardness, his eyes widening as you persisted.

"I want to be there for you every day! I want to make you smile no matter what! I can't stand the idea of you not existing in my life!

"(y/n)-!"

"Everything concerning you, I love! There's nothing I could ever despise about you! You work hard and have endured so much, yet here you stand as a man!"

"(y/n)-!"

"I want to make you the happiest person alive! I'll do anything! I-!"

Warm lips cut you off, his hands grasping your shoulders tightly. Your eyes enlarged but shut gradually as you relished his kiss. Your stomach was doing somersaults but never had you felt so content and grateful to be thrown into this mysterious world.

Ruggie pulled away, both of you opening your eyes and seeing how flustered you were. Ruggie's handsome smile greeted you, cupping your cheek with one hand and gliding his other against your waist.

"You have no idea how long I've been thinking about kissing you…" He whispered against your lips, smirking when you were at a loss for words.

"I-I uh...holy shit…" you were a complete stuttering mess. Ruggie chuckled to himself, skating his thumb over your reddened cheek. Unquestionably, he was entertained with how effortless it was to make you flustered.

"Kiss me again, (y/n)..." he whispered in a husky voice, your breath hitching at his request. Impatient, he bent in again and stole your lips once more. You whined against his lips, but this time kissing him back with desire.

You felt your back hit the grass, overlooking it as Ruggie laid above you to deepen the kiss. Both of his arms caged your head, unable to hold back how both of you craved this closeness.

You were looking forward to making Ruggie fluster and smile more frequently. He deserved it, after all.

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Extended Ending

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Both you and Ruggie quietly unlocked the front door and closed it. The lounge was silent as you both strode into the room. You beamed warmly, seeing everyone bundled up in blankets and sound asleep.

Ace was stretched out on one couch, with his arm dangling off the side and snoring loudly. Deuce was enveloped in his blanket, softly snoring, and Grim passed out on the other side of his sofa. Jack was facing towards the couch, but his back slowly rising indicated he was sound asleep.

At least everyone wouldn't question you both as to what occurred.

"Hey, do you wanna sleep in my room?" Ruggie stiffened at the impulsive question, looking at you to see if you were teasing him.

"What? You serious?" You nodded, reaching to grab his hand softly. He glanced from your hand to your eyes, quietly chuckling at your offer. It was his turn to be flustered.

"Shyehehe! Fine by me. I can keep you warm tonight." He whispered slyly as he leaned in to kiss you softly. You giggled, drawing him towards the staircase. You opened your bedroom door, strolling in as you both climbed into bed together.

Ruggie tugged the blanket over, reaching and drawing your body close to his. You shut your eyes and smiled, part of you wishing that tonight would never end. Could tonight have been a cruel fantasy? Would you wake up and everything that occurred vanish?

"Hey, (Y/n)."

You opened your eyes, glancing up at Ruggie's handsome face. Ruggie tipped his forehead against yours, his hand sliding up and down your back softly.

"I love you."

No, it wasn't a dream. Your heart swelled hearing those beautiful words leave Ruggie's lips. You connected your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a long kiss. You drew back, nestling closer and smiling wholeheartedly for the first time in a long time.

"I love you too, Ruggie. So much."

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justanotherghostwriter · 1 year

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a03 wrapped asks: 3, 5, 6, 18, 29, 30!

What a wonderful gift: lots of opportunities to talk about myself! :'D Thank you for sending this in! I've answered 3 in a previous ask, but I'll copy and paste the answer here so you don't have to go clicking.

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

I was actually surprised by how little I wrote this year lmao. So there isn’t the biggest pool of fic to choose from. If I have to choose a fic that’s finished, then I’m most proud of While the Music Lasts (Zutara) because it was written with love for one of the best. And because I got to infodump about music, throw in show references, and flex the “say a lot with little” skills I’m trying to learn from marijayne-writing.

If it doesn’t have to be complete, then you know I’m going to say Atlas: Rebuilding (Zutara). That one is a culmination of many years of very specific headcanons and tropes. :P

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?

While the Music Lasts (Zutara). I honestly thought a modern band AU that’s basically just a retelling of the show with no big original plotpoints would get as much love as it did. But it was quite well-received!

6. Favorite title you used

I don’t like writing titles, actually; they’re the most difficult part of writing for me, in many ways. And with so few fic to choose from, this was a struggle for me to answer. If I had to choose one of the five fic... We Saw a Spark. Even without knowing the song reference, that line speaks a lot about hope and the sudden striking of new things that could be dangerous, yes, but could also bring light.

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

Azula. She may have only really featured in While the Music Lasts so far in practise, in theory there are a lot of things in my head (and in secret documents. If you know, you know) that feature her. Azula, Mai (and Aang, to some degree) are similar cases for me as a writer: I neither want to vilify or water them down. They’re human. They’re complex. And wrapping my head around that, especially in a modern setting, say, is freaking hard.

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

I’ve already answered this for another ask, here. But I’ll give another two lines that I’m unabashedly fond of. One speaks to my bad sense of humour, and the other to my melodramatic streak that’s actually more like a melodramatic canyon:

"'I’ll be, um. Hungry. Tomorrow. So. We could…' He hesitated, again, even as Katara sat up straighter in anticipation. 'Do you want to get dinner food things with me?' he blurted." — While the Music Lasts, ch 1.

"The song changed, and Katara rose with the violins..." — While the Music Lasts, ch 2.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

That I didn’t finish any of the event fic that I swore I would be done by their deadlines? No, honestly, We Saw a Spark somehow gained chapters and is months and months overdue. I’m Pikachu surprised meme that, wow, breaking my self-vow never to post something before it was complete ever again led to me ghosting my own fanfic. I guess I’m just really living up to my username in ways I never, ever expected.

Less cheekily, the biggest surprise is always the feedback. The love in the comments and the tags and the bookmark notes. The recs. The fanart (Liz, thank you <3). I hope I never stop not expecting it.

Ask me AO3 wrapped questions.

Fic from 2022:

Atlas: Rebuilding (Zutara)

Dog Days (Zutara)

We Saw A Spark (Zutara)

What Goes Must Come (Agent Carter)

While the Music Lasts (Zutara)

#About My Writing #I only noticed when answering this ask that most of my titles started with W this year???#I'm not sure what that means???

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Feel free to ignore this post. Just using tumblr as a diary lmao

I’m such an emotional mess right now lmao. I won’t go into details cause this is fuckin tumblr but fuck I hate my life rn. I honestly feel like I can’t do anything right. I had a huge burst of motivation recently and I tried to get back into art and I tried to get back into reading and I tried to get back into writing but I just don’t have motivation to do anything. My place is a fuckin mess and I don’t even have time or energy to clean it. None of my hobbies are interesting me anymore. I don’t have time or energy to make another therapy appointment since I ghosted my last one on accident. I can’t help but feel like my entire life up to this point has been nothing but wasted effort and I don’t know what to do about it lmao. I’m working two jobs to barely afford a place to live and food in my stomach. I have a puppy that I didn’t even want and I have to take care of him because he didn’t ask for any of this and I feel so bad because I’m not home enough to care for him properly and when I am home I don’t have the energy to give him the attention he needs. I truly feel like everything I put effort into vanishes at my touch. I don’t expect anything from this post, just using tumblr as a diary lmao. I just wish I could vanish. I wish a freak accident would occur and I wouldn’t be at fault. I don’t want to die. I want to erase the very idea of myself and I know that if that were to happen only a handful of people would even notice and less would truly care. This last year I have lost several friendships for the simple fact that I can’t stay in touch and I can’t blame them. I wouldn’t want a friend that disappears every couple weeks for months on end just to come crawling back when they’re in despair. I feel like I’m a burden on everyone around me and I’m tired of this. I just want to stop ruining everything I touch. This weight is far too heavy for my shoulders and there’s no one to take any of this burden from me because everyone has this same weight to carry. There is so much going on in the world and everyone’s lives are so full so how can I be so selfish lmao. I hate that I feel this way and I know it doesn’t matter, but fuck. I just wish I had someone to pat me on the shoulder and tell me it’ll all be okay. I feel like a child that can’t even take care of themself. I feel like a child that was thrown into an adult world and left to fend for myself. I don’t know what I’m doing half the time I don’t know where my life is going. All of my plans for the future have been left in shambles and I don’t want to carry on. I don’t want to make new plans but if I don’t I’ll live this life forever and that’s the only thing worse than death I can imagine right now.

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dienamights · 3 years

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A Reverberate Lullaby | K.Bakugou

✎ The echoing howls stalk you, a ghost hunched on your shoulders, wailing like a child calling for rescue, who cries with no tears. Chanting for a hero that is willing to pick up the pieces of its soul and being, yet it is only left to wither. For the ghost has lost faith that such others exist and can only be cured by finding them, for you are the ghost of your world and love is the only true exorcist.

✎ Protagonists: Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader.

✎ Word count: 4.1K

✎ Category: hurt/comfort, Implied Mature Content MDNI, Prohero!au, Established relationship!au

✎ Caution(!): Implied Mature Content MDNI, mention of depressive state, toxic family, toxic coping mechanism, mention of reader’s weight gain and thoughts about self worth. Please keep in mind while every person’s reaction to depression is different, don’t belittle anyone’s battle when you don’t understand it.

✎ Author’s notes: Hello! Hope everyone’s taking care! Still on hiatus BUT I’m here to post my contribution to the Mental Health Awareness collab by @doinmybesthere ! This has been in the works for a while because I kept scarping ideas for triggering me lmao. This piece is very personal to me and I’m glad I am able to share my experience with you all, I hope that it might help anyone out there in reaching out and asking for help because I know how difficult and scary it might be! Please check out everyone’s contribution that they worked so hard for! kisses kisses take care!

OOH ALSO! Thank you so much for 900 followers aaaaaah! You’re all so amazing and if anyone has suggestions for an event to hold in June lemme know! I’ll also think of some ideas

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The morning sun barely rises and peaks through your blinds, sunshine starting to kiss at your cheeks as you squint at the light, the room welcoming the warmth that is being brought into it after the evening’s chill that made you curl tighter in on yourself, clasping whatever heat you could muster than to turn around and find it in the heating pad of a body that lays next to you.

An alarm only just rings before quickly being shut off, followed by the creaking of the bed when the person behind you shifts, shifts again, another time, before getting up and stalking to the bathroom, after letting an elongated sigh when they sit at the edge of the bed, not acknowledging your presence accompanying theirs. The door clicking closed before the trickling of water fills the quiet room.

Your clock reads 5 am when you squint at it, and you blink at the time before you go on with your routine, setting up breakfast while your boyfriend gets ready to go to work.

Oddly enough, you don’t really quite remember when you started working on the food, all that you could see in front of you is nothing but a scene that looks like it’s out of a broken TV - there’s just so much static. The voices are distorted, as if they’re coming from a defective radio.

“Listen, this ain’t about me, this is about you and how you-”

“What about me? Huh? That you see me as nothing but a burden? No, you can say it-”

“You wanna hear me fuckin’ say it then fine! This is about you sitting on yer ass all day obsessing over her while she wouldn’ give you the time of day y/n. When will you fuckin’ realize that?”

The scene blurs and sways, and you feel your mind run at a speed you didn’t know it could muster, and you’re unable to keep up with it. The knife in your hand shakes vigorously and barely misses your fingers when you bring it down to cut the vegetables.

The sound of the bedroom door shutting closed alerts you, straightening your back when you hear the drop of your boyfriend’s gauntlet by his chair at the dining table. Katsuki approaches you with careful steps, his still ungloved hand circles your waist before pressing his lips to your temple, a gruff greeting of a whisper laced in between.

“G’morning.”

The familiar scent of caramel mixed in with his aftershave welcomes you, wraps around you and cradles you, promising everlasting safety and happiness. Yet, your heart wrenching sobs and muffled crash of your laptop against your floor that rings in your ears tell a different story, shrieking at you, roaring about your failures, mocking your entire existence.

“Made gohan, should be ready in a minute.” you mumble back, posture stiff at the close proximity of Katsuki and you feel the curl of his lips in displeasure pressing into your temple from both not reciprocating his greeting and your choice of meal for the morning. “You don’ eat gohan,”

“s’why I’m making it.” The quick retreat from your figure is like a slap to your face, and you barely stop yourself from reaching out and forcing his arms back around you. Because it's the bite in his voice that halts your movement.

“You’re still going?” you finally turn to take a look at him, the garnets in his eyes shifting, bleeding from hurt, betrayal, confusion, you really weren’t sure. And by God you had no energy left to try and figure out. “Yes I’m still going Katsuki, they’re my-”

“Yer really listenin’ to the bullshit spillin’ outta ya? This isn’t about em being your family y/n, we’ve been through with it already.” the space between you two feels like endless miles, pieces of the broken bridge you both worked so hard to build the only evidence of it ever being there, the rest crumbling into the valley in between your bodies.

“No, you’ve been through with it, I just wanna make things right, m-maybe I can fix it”

“It ain’t yours to fix y/n, when will you realize that?”

“No!” there you go again, sobbing pathetically. “W-why can’t I have a family, huh? Why- why can’t I, fuck, have a family that just loves and supports me a-and just doesn’t- ” your voice croaks, not failing to notice how Katsuki stepped away from the wreck in front of him. Probably having had enough of you, had enough of how troubling and bothersome you are, probably wondering how he got roped with all your shit and got dragged into your mess of a life.

His hands feel like scolding fire when they’re placed on your shoulders, halting their shaking as you cry into the palm of your hand to muffle the sobs, a habit Katsuki has been working so hard on to help you overcome, saddened to see you try and hide your vulnerability from him.

“Because they never made an effort, so why should you?” The tugging at your heart burns, the swallowed sobs feel like needles prickling at your lungs, making breathing feel like an impossible chore. You can’t help but feel restrained whenever you’re presented with the truth, especially unfiltered and unsugarcoated like right now, you know he’s right, you’ve known he was right a long time ago, but admitting it out loud just felt borderline impossible.

So you do what you do best, push him away, all the strength you can muster barely budges his figure, the meal forgotten on the counter as you run and lock the bedroom door on yourself.

Your footsteps feel heavy, dreading the topics and scenes you’re bound to relive. The grip on the strap of your shoulder bag tightening as you push the glass door open. A sigh escapes past your lips again as you enter the restaurant, half-heartedly smiling at the hostess before making your way inside to look for them.

It’s always the same scenery, the kind that always makes you want to run away to the other direction instead of being dragged down into whatever hell this is. And you pause to question yourself, again, why you actually agreed to put yourself out there.

There they are, seated in the four person table, with two empty seats, one for yourself and the other for the sibling your mother always hoped to have instead of you.

Your mother’s pursed lip could be seen from where you stand at the entrance, the clicking of her tapping foot sounding as bad as grinding metals in your ear, you hate it, despise it

It’s the same clicking you learned to memorize, to anticipate, to fear, when she passed by your room, the clicking that made you smother your face in your pillows and swallow your sobs, because the sound of you crying brought her more distress and annoyance than concern for her daughter.

With another tug at the hem of the shirt you’re wearing, you approach the table, hugging your father when he stands up and nodding to your mom when she eyes your figure.

“Good morning mother. It’s good to see you.”

“What’s wrong with your hair?”

Here we go, you breathe out before tugging at a strand of hair, spitting out your words “nothing’s wrong with it.”

“Then why does it look awful like that?”

There are times like these where you are left to question your reasoning for accepting whatever invitation you received from your parents to have brunch with them after all those months, a moment of weakness deceiving you into believing it was better than to spend it in your empty apartment, with the silence that ate away at your sanity every second. The only evidence of life in it other than yours was the recently cleaned dishes and the note thanking you for the meal, the promise of cuddles and movies tonight making you gain just a little more patience, barely.

You refrain from answering, your response is to lower your head, drag the dining chair before plopping on it, a dreary sigh escaping your lips as you scoot your chair closer to the table. Your mother never changes, it’s been a while since you were able to move out of her home, and while your father tries to tell you that these brunches are a way to reconnect with them, you yourself know that it’s merely a chance for your mother to nitpick at everything you ever did or are doing since you left.

“How have you been y/n.” your father smiles at you, both of you ignoring the sound of your mother kissing her teeth when her attempted jab at you is ignored. “Uh, I uh I’ve been good, I just wrapped up with my exams and so far things have been-”

“How is your hero boyfriend?”

For a second, you contemplate whether to ignore her question and keep conversing with your dad, dreading the questions that are to be pushed your way regarding Katsuki, of which will be used as bragging material for when she meets whatever group of friends she associates herself with, but you know better than to ignore her with the way she gets when she isn’t fed with attention.

“He’s uh, good.”

“Why isn’t he here today? What, too good to meet us?” your mother nags, and for the love of God, would that fucking clicking ever stop?

“No, he’s doing his job of, you know, being a hero.”

“Is he now? Well, what about you, hm?” She cocks her head as her nails tap the table. ”Did you think your father and I wouldn’t figure out you got fired?”

“How-” the gritting of your teeth is deafening at this point, your jaw clenching so tightly as you and your mother stare each other down. “Your dad pulled some strings, it isn’t that hard. So tell me, you like leeching off of him after you were done with us?”

“This isn’t, I just- I was- I, I had a lot of university work piling up a-and I couldn’t make time for my shifts and I just, it was just so hard for me to get out of bed these days and I.” why are you doing this? Why are you explaining yourself to people that don’t deserve it? Why are you feeding off of their acceptance, knowing damn well you never got it, and that thing was never gonna change.

“Oh, I don’t wanna hear about you not getting out of bed, you’re here now aren’t you? This is all in your head y/n. You need to stop talking nonsense, what’re people gonna say about you, about me, when they hear you?”

It feels just like yesterday, your figure standing and facing your full length mirror, your reflection eyeing you with identical vacant eyes. Fingers running through your bed head, a wince escaping you at the movement. Bringing your hand up and catching a glimpse of a slight swollen purple bruise along your wrist and the dried blood on your knuckles, the skin stretching upon rotating your wrist and causing notable pain.

Alas, that pain paled in comparison to when your mom barged into your room, blaming you for the way you were acting and belittling your reasoning. Beckoning your father over to replace your broken vanity and for your house maid to disinfect the space, the place sparkling clean and void of any evidence of what had transpired the day prior.

The shattered glass was picked up and thrown out, the splatters of blood were wiped clean, and whenever you brought up, what your mom refers to as ‘the temper tantrum’, you’re ignored by both your parents as they continued about their day, fearing the shame it would bring upon their name if the event was to catch others’ attention.

“Good morning! I’ll be your server for the day. What can I get you?” the foreign voice sounds more comforting than your own mother’s, and you almost laugh at the irony of it, but you only return her smile and take a look at the menu. Lighting up a smidge at the name of one of the dishes, while your parents place their order.

“Can I please get the soufflé pancake?” you look up to catch the horrified look on your mother’s face, followed by her clicking her tongue and shaking her head as if your choice of food was shameful.

“Certainly-”

“Uh, no she won’t be having that. Get her the Honzen Ryori,” your mother eyed your figure -whatever was visible to her from across the table- before turning to face the server again “maybe cut down on the rice, God knows she doesn’t need the extra calories.” and waves her off, disregarding your protests and tapping her nail against the table top, her annoying method in demanding your silence, which you subconsciously react to, snapping your mouth shut when the sound reaches your ears.

“What was that for? You know I like having sweet breakfasts,” was fuming even close to what you are feeling? Probably not. “Yes I can clearly see that, you’ve let yourself go as well. Do you think that boyfriend of yours will stick around when you start putting on even more weight?”

At a loss for words, you turn to your father, who has been quiet this whole time, for any sense of support when it comes to his wife. But the way he presses his lips together tells you all you need to know, how just because he isn’t bad as her, doesn’t make him that great of a parent. That standing by while you have been bullied your entire childhood and well into your adulthood is just as bad as being the cause of it.

“God forbid he realizes how much of a train wreck you really are and throws you on the side of the street, because you know damn well we won’t be here to pick you up.”

It began as a whispering in the air. The day had been beautiful -well, as beautiful as it can be with the kind of day you’re having- and the sky was like a dome of plasma-blue. The clouds had looked like airy anvils drifting under the gleaming disc of sun. People quickened their pace as the clouds began to gather in the sky. The postcard-perfect sky started changing. The beautiful cocktail-blue shade merged in with the flaming orange and mesmerizing purple as the sun sunk deep into the horizon, before beginning to darken into gravel-grey. Large pillows of cloud start to form, blocking out the old-gold color of the sun.

The first splatter of rain hits you when you’re halfway across the street, dismissing the need to take shelter under the roof of the buildings like some passersby are doing, hoping to see out the shower. Droplets of moisture begin to drip onto your head, sprinkling onto you like a gardener’s hose. It was well after your meal with your parents, and you had spent the last few hours walking aimlessly through the streets, making sure to avoid those covered by your boyfriend during his patrol. Hoping, praying, that something will clear your head, will help your poor jumbled mess of a mind forget about this entire nightmare of a day.

Should’ve listened to him

The rainfall intensifies, the drops drumming against the hood of the cars that you pass by, there is so much rain that the sound blurs into one long, whirring noise, reminding you of the blades of the fan that you stuck your finger in, that one time when you were left alone in your house when you were only five years of age. Eventually, they fade into a musical chime as you push your drenched hair away from your face and feel the vibration from your phone as it rings the ninth, maybe tenth time.

He told me so.

Tall apartment complex building; you couldn’t see its end from where you stand. You shiver as you approach it, the doorman - bless his heart - running and placing his umbrella to futilely shield you from the rain, and you just laugh and tell him that you’re already drenched and just waiting to go back home.

God forbid he realizes how much of train wreck I am

Not wanting to dampen the people at the elevator and make them uncomfortable, you take the stairs up to your shared apartment, you usually don't mind the exercise but with how heavy you feel after the rain and day spent up on your sore feet, all you think about is locking yourself in your room and discover what kind of new façade could you try and fool Katsuki with when he reaches home.

Just how I trick him into thinking I’m not with him to leech off of him

Eventually and with a struggle, you make it to the door, dreading the sight you might come to face, almost hoping for a black hole to emerge and swallow you whole.

What would people say about me? Do people think I’m crazy?

With a forced exhale out of your lungs, you fetch the key from your bag to unlock the door, but it’s wrenched open before you have a chance to insert your key.

“Where the hell have you been?”

Your eyes meet the beautiful rubies of Katsuki, and despite his anger that always overcompensates his worry, you smile and throw yourself on him. The shivering ceasing when he wraps his warm arms around you and that loving caramel scent engulfs you, in spite of how your hair is drenching his shirt and how you sniff against his neck.

“You need a shower, you’re shivering.”

“Take one with me?” you look up at him through your lashes, and he blinks at your uncharacterized boldness but agrees nonetheless, helping you out of your clothes and turning on the hot water before stepping in with you.

It is a struggle to help you clean up when all you do is grab at him, whether they’re your hands on his shoulders to lower him to kiss you, wrapping your arms around him and pressing your breasts against him, or palming his hardening cock as the poor man tries to shampoo your hair.

“Would ya knock it off? I’m tryna help you here shitty woman” you frown and squint your eyes when the shampoo gets close to them. “I wanna have sex.”

“Yea I can fuckin tell, just lemme-” you bring his arms down and press his palms to your boobs, letting go of his wrist when he starts squeezing at them. “Do you not want to?” he gulps, his dick twitching at the feeling of your soft mounds in his hands, your nipples covered up by the suds from the shampoo, as your finger traces the underside of his cock. “Yeah, I uh, fuck, I do, just- you need to wash up so you don’t get sick, alright?”

“Do you not think I’m pretty anymore?” you pout childishly, tears threatening to escape your eyes, and they burn as you close them when he washes the product out of your hair, a deep frown on his lips when you open your eyes back again. “The fuck you on about? That rain really fucked with ya?”

“Are you gonna get rid of me when you realize how much of a mess I am?” you whisper, your voice muffled under the sound of the shower above you, and you keep quiet as he helps you scrub your body, but your boyfriend is observant, he isn’t fucking dense.

“What do you want, right now?” he lowers himself to your level when he’s done, his hands stroking your cheeks as he eyes the way the water droplets cling to your lashes, but still not missing the red rimming around your eyes.

“I just wanna for- I uh, I wanna have sex.” you mumble, a plea hidden underneath your words, a plea to help you forget, to help you bury this day behind you and pretend it never happened.

What you don’t expect is the way that Katsuki pulls your naked wet body out of the bathroom and drops you on the bed, feeling your bodies dampening the bed as he hovers over you, no words are spoken between you as he kisses and nips at your skin. Marking it up and down as he all but worships your body, strands of his hair tangle between your fingers when you run your hands through it, arching your back at the feeling of his tongue tasting your slick.

He doesn’t let up until you cry out, and not in pleasure, your sobs far beyond those he loves to hear when he’s denying you an orgasm. No, they’re sobs that wreck your whole body, kicking away at his shoulders as you curl in on yourself and wail into the sheets. Sitting on his haunches on the floor, Katsuki’s eye soften at your figure, the way your shoulders are shaking and how -yet again- you’re trying to muffle your cries with the sheets this time, pressing your face against the mattress in an attempt to lower your noise, as your mother would call it.

“Hey, look at me” you feel his lips grazing your ear as he kisses it, pressing his lips against your temple, fingers unwrapping your fist against the sheet and digging into your hands and pressing kisses against the nail marks in the palm of your hands. “There she is, there’s my girl.” you hear when you lift your head from the bed, sight blurry from your shed tears but still easy to distinguish Katsuki even between billions of people.

You sniff when he kisses at your lids, groan when he chuckles and calls you ‘snot the naught’ when you wipe your nose with the back of your hand, beaming when he hears you let out one weak chuckle at the way he teases you. Still pressing his lips against any surface of skin he can reach.

“You don’t have to talk about it you know, to me at least” he mumbles to you when you’re both dressed in your sleepwear and are cuddling on the dry side of the bed, opting to change the sheet the next day. “Maybe, maybe we can get someone who can help you, you know.” you press your face deeper between his neck and shoulder, shuddering when his warm palms rub your back from under your shirt.

“I can make some calls, get in contact with someone.” you lift your head. “But I can’t afford-” he tuts and frowns at you “None of that.”

“Remember what I said when we agreed to move in?” you do, you just love the sound of his voice when he says it, feels like he’s making all these promises all over again. “Tell me.”

“Told ya I’d be whoever you want me to be, whoever you need me to be. I’ll be yer mom, even better than that bitch, I’ll support and love you unconditionally.” you sniff and tighten your hold against him as he presses his lips against your cheek.

“I’d be better than yer pussy dad, you can rely on me any time and I’ll live up to all your expectations. And callin me daddy is always a plus” he tangles his legs with your own when you wiggle away from him, laughing and giving you no chance of escape, not that you are even thinking of it.

“I’d even be yer genius fuckin nanny that taught you to tell yer mom to go fuck herself when you were four,” your suppressed giggles lights him up and he can’t help but chuckle as well. “I’ll be anything and everything you’ll ever need, baby. I’ll be your goddamn hero.”

The sun comes out again, casting slanted beams of light across the buildings. Steam rises slowly from the greenery. It rises up eerily and drifts mist-like towards the molten-gold sun, right before it escapes into the abyss. The image is so vivid that it stays with you for as long as you remember. Because on this exact day, the shrieking that follows you everywhere you go, haunting you and mocking you, suddenly is nowhere to be found. And all you can hear is the comforting sound of Katsuki as he hums you a lullaby to sleep.

aaaah I hope you like it!

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adoralinefilms · 3 years

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HOW THE EVANS WOULD REACT TO YOU BEING PREGNANT

(all the characters that are dead are alive in this bc ghost sperm? i don’t think so. i mean look how micheal ended up.)

WARNINGS: pregnancy? and not proof read

TATE LANGDON

he would be worried at first

i mean you’re both still teenagers and have a lot going on

but he knew you both would make it work and would support you if you deicided to keep the baby or not

he would be super protective of you and your child, barely letting you make food for yourself

he’d say he would want a boy but also secretively hoped for having a little baby princess

he would help you in any way you’d need and you being pregnant would show a whole new side of him that you never thought you would ever see

his darkness and troubles would all go away as soon as you had your baby, knowing that that child was the light

KIT WALKER

(ok so i hate to be that person but in this, Kit doesn’t have Thomas or Julia)

Kit and you have been married for a year and deicided it was time to bring a new addition to your family

You were trying for about two months when you finally got pregnant

You found out when Kit was at work and knew he’d be over the moon to have a baby, your guys baby

You deicided to go out to the store and buy a little onesie to tell Kit, your husband, the good news

It was after you put dinner out and Kit was home that you brought a small yellow box out and gave it to him

Kit was a bit confused but opened it to see the small piece of clothing. He just looked up at you, both of you smiling and went to hug you

That was probably the best and biggest hug he ever gave you

“I’m going to be a father!”

KYLE SPENCER

Tbh Kyle was a bit worried when you told him, you both were

You both were in college and were dating for about two years before you became pregnant

It was a total suprise to you because you both were super careful but yet here you were

Kyle told you he would support you in whatever decision you deicided to make and would be there for you, and he was

If you deicided to keep the baby, Kyle would end up getting another job to support your family to rent an apartment because a baby in a frat house, i don’t think so

He would be even more gentle with you and treat you with anything your heart’s desires

You want Mcdonald’s at 3am? Kyle’s on it.

A massage? Kyle will give it to you

Overall going to be an amazing dad

JIMMY DARLING

When you told Jimmy you were expecting, his first reaction was to swope down to your belly and greet his little one

Jimmy never thought he would ever have kids, he thought no one would ever want to be with him because he was a so on called “freak”

But then you showed up and was never bothered by his hands, and quickly after you both were an item

Jimmy was super afraid his child would end up having his hands or something else, he didn’t want to put that on his child - knowing how people treat “freaks”

You would assure him that even if your child had it, you would both still love them and they would still be a good and kind person

And at the end of the day that’s all that really matters

Jimmy would always kiss your cheek and then your stomach before he got up in the morning

He probably wouldn’t leave your side honestly

10/10 good guy and good dad

JAMES MARCH

plssss i love this gif

You got pregnant around the time James just opened the Hotel Cortez

James and you were married for three years before getting pregnant and you honestly never even talked about having kids

James was a very busy man. Murdering people

His soft side ever rarely came out and it was always to you only, how would he would react?

You were definitely worried telling him, would he shut you out and leave you to deal with this all on your own? You hoped not, you knew he loved you - in his own sort of way

You told him during dinner and his eyes sorta widened for a moment and was silent

“James, are you okay?”

“I’m going to be a father?”

“Yes, yes you are.”

He grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze. Showing you he’s ready for everything to change (in a good way of course)

He would definitely spoil you even more now that you were pregnant

You would have thousands of maternity dresses and millions of baby clothes

I definitely believe he has a breeding kink lmao

He would also insist your baby was a girl. Like no doubt in mind.

Spoiler alert, he was right

KAI ANDERSON

Kai definitely discussed having you have his messiah baby

You always brushed it off saying “later”

Later finally came and here you were pregnant

You knew you would have to eventually tell Kai and you knew his reaction was going to be 50/50

He was a very planned person and if something just came out of the blue, he could definitely overreact to say the least

You end up telling Kai during one of his pinky meeting thingys that I can’t remember the name of

His reaction - like you thought - was very mixed

He just kinda like nodded and got up

But what did suprise you is that he gave you a hug

Kai was even more protective of you and now his child

He wouldn’t let you anywhere near one of his “missions”

Not the most helpful during pregnancy but he did show he cared

He would always have his hand on your stomach and would always help you if you couldn’t do anything like you used to

Definitely wanted a boy, you ended up having to tell him that there’s a 50% chance it could be a girl

RORY MONAHAN

Rory would probably be stoked

I mean you pregnant? he’d love every 9 months of it

He was there when you found out

Definitely became even more energetic than he already is when he saw the two blue lines on the test

He posts about it all over his social media, the public is very excited for baby Monahan

You secretly hoping the child has his red hair

Loves to see your bump grow each week, taking a shit load of photos

You both are very excited to be adding an addition to the family

And it won’t be the last

Rory is planning on having three kids with you, no doubt in mind

Best future father there is

AN: WOW THIS TOOK LIKE A DAY IN A HALF TO DO SO PLS DONT LET THIS FLOP!!!

comments, likes, and reblogs are always greatly appreciated <3

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I may be very late here, but I was watching the first ep of TFATWS (because I hadn’t watch the first ep, I joined in a livestream watch a friend hosted halfway around episode 3 with NO context of any of the characters or the world whatsoever except for a very general sense of who is who, and even then it was like ??? I’ll just enjoy this ride with my friends here) and (sort of) rewatching the second ep.

And it’s been at least over a month since the finale aired (and somehow I ended up managing to binge read over 800K+ words of fanfiction plus watch CA:TWS and CA:CW) and... there’s just. Something that struck me.

Obviously, there’s 6 months of time between Endgame (which I had watched before, casually, and also through my dash, so I know marginally what’s going on, if by osmosis) and the start of the tv series (and also...you can tell they shot the boat scenes first (even though in the behind the scenes interviews Sebastian Stan actually admits episode 5 was the first to be filmed) because only during winter time could you wear jackets and long sleeves in Louisiana... lool Those scenes would’ve been something else if they filmed in southern heat) and while there is a lot of stuff they don’t say explicitly in terms of Sam and Bucky’s relationship, there’s still...a lot to think about.

Like the fact that there’s a deleted moment of Bucky actually being in the Smithsonian when Sam makes that speech. He’s all the way in the back but he doesn’t put a hat on (and his outfit kinda reminds me of that end scene in TWS) so if Sam actually...looked, he could’ve seen him. I get why they probably deleted it because they wanted to show us how Bucky and Sam are like “apart”/separate from each other and how they’re faring in their lives and how they would end up reuniting in episode 2 but it’s like, what’s going on here. Does Sam actually know or is he’s just focused on his speech and lost in his feelings (which is totally understandable)? How does Bucky take it -- resignation but feels he has to “move on” and be ok with it or? From watching the first two eps, he’s only truly pissed when Walker ends up taking the shield (and especially with watching Walker’s interview where he claims to “know” Steve and also see him like a “brother”, which, the only people who can claim that about Steve are the Avengers and Bucky, so lmao) and that’s when he ends up confronting Sam about it, after ghosting Sam for ages. (Just HOW LONG did he ghost him??? Because 6 months is a VERY long time!)

But as I was watching episode 2, there’s... a line that just. I don’t understand why it’s there. It’s right before Sam is about to board the plane, and he says, “It’s over”. That could be in reference in SO many things! The conversation? The whole “I’m not taking up the mantle and I can’t just go and ask to be Captain America and take the shield back”? Something else between them, like the end of their friendship or if they had something, anything before this moment??? (Especially when Sam makes one of those jovial/joking comments about “nice reunion”, jeez Sam)

That’s. Because if you take into everything else that happened between them, just how freaking close did they get? There’s so much we could speculate about the depth of their friendship (or even romantic relationship) between after TWS (two years you try to find a guy...) til that moment in Endgame... anyhow. That’s an entirely another post for another day.

What was interesting was that Torres didn’t really act surprised when Bucky was there -- and the way they not only moved in sync but the way Bucky just unconsciously goes to get the comm pieces and put it in his ear and it’s just like... Sam has been working with the Air Force for 6 months on certain missions, and obviously has a working friendship with Joaquin. I think it’s very easy to assume that perhaps Bucky in the beginning did work with them too, maybe not often, but enough times, to know each other and how this works. What kind of things, who knows.

(Also, it really delights me just how much Bucky actually does know how to use modern technology, especially some advanced stuff, and I can imagine him doing that kind of thing on missions too if necessary. Even if he does only have a “flip phone”. Which makes me wonder, does he have another phone, like a smartphone, or does he do the dating apps thing with his tablet?)

And a tangent to that, when the hell would Bucky actually have a moment to actually have steadfast opinions about redwing???? It would make sense if he did some missions with Sam beforehand.

(Also. Sam doing some engineering on redwing? Sam AND Joaquin being polyglots? Why is this going underappreciated???? There’s “field repairs” and then there’s knowing how to fix technology that’s “Stark-level” as Joaquin claims.)

Maybe being new to all this info has allowed me to see this with fresh eyes because it’s interesting to think about.

I read a meta post earlier today that was talking about how despite the Winter Soldier being very efficient about “eliminating his targets” (and anyone in the way), that Sam of all people managed to evade that twice. The first time could’ve just been a fluke, after all, the Winter Soldier just needed Falcon out of the way but he just ripped his wing, he didn’t think Sam had a parachute, or possibly thought at that height Sam would’ve died anyway. And then, when he got activated again in CW, all the other people are (assumed) dead when Steve goes down to the cell, but somehow, even with a throw by the chin, Sam isn’t actually dead.

Which really makes me wonder, why Sam of all people? Other than plot reasons/armor, was there something unconscious going on? Or is it because Sam has some association with Steve being with friend, and thus some part of him is like no, I can’t kill him?

There’s just... a lot of implied depth with their friendship (and more, if you ship them) that just makes me go how far does it go because obviously we see that deepening til the end of the series (episode 6 is just. that ending is so soft, hello) but when you pair the “it’s over” comment, with the scene in episode 3 where Bucky pleads with Sam to “do this [that whole thing with Zemo], for me” it’s just. There is some untold story there and we’re all itching for it.

I could honestly go on (there was a lot of nonverbal/visual things I picked up and also thoughts about parallels and other comments I was thinking while watching, and also a lot of thoughts about Sarah & Sam’s relationship, because that nuanced sibling relationship was great even if I wish we saw MORE UGH) but this is a rambly mess and I had to get some thoughts out but. Yeah. Never thought I’d be here but this show proved me wrong (well, actually it was the fics I read that got me here coz I was like... hey, i wanna see the quality of the best fics and well. I read one, and then read more to see if it was a fluke or not and then somehow I inadvertently got hooked).

#meta #tfatws #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky #my meta #this is what i get writing a long post at 4 am #there's stuff i'm missing for sure i wanted to put in here but lmao #also part of episode 1 had a piece of dialogue that i swear was something i saw in a circulating social media/tumblr post and i was like...#did someone see this post on social media/tumblr and just decided to put it in this episode??? it's the part where leah and bucky talk about #what do you label the kind of loss yori-san experienced #now that makes me wonder too how long bucky and yori have been friends and lmao they're hilariously such old people #also bucky doing shots of sake... and i get bucky is ALSO a polyglot and it wouldn't surprise me if he actually knew japanese but he #pretended not to so he could hear what yori would say to him what's wrong... i also have many things to say/thoughts it's possible fandom #hashed some of that when the show was airing but *shrug*#i haven't written a meta post in a long time and i never expected to be in this little corner of fandom so hi hello if you reached the end #of this uh...yeah #now i'm gonna post this before i lose my cool so lmao #because i haven't been active on tumblr in terms of reblogging or posting in the last few months so lol #and yes i did read that much fic i lost A LOT OF sleep that i've only just managed to catch up on this past week as a result #the sambucky bug bit me hard to say the least lmao

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BnHA Chapter 304: The Council of OFA

Previously on BnHA: Hawks and Best Jeanist were all, “what up Todofam, we are here to apply for the positions of ‘son #4’ and ‘weird uncle’, respectively,” and then proceeded to insert themselves into the family drama without waiting for an answer. Hawks briefed Endeavor on the nation’s current status of “totally fucked”, promised to help him sort that out, and then asked him about OFA. Endeavor was all, “oh do you mean One For All, the mysterious thing that my intern Deku was apparently being targeted for?” and then we cut away, presumably before Endeavor could clarify that it never occurred to him to follow up on that, and Hawks was all “no of course not, why would it occur to anyone other than me to follow up on any of this super weird and ominously important shit.” Anyway so meanwhile Bakugou was all “LET ME SCREAM AT DEKU UNTIL HE WAKES UP” and the other kids were all “NO”, and then the chapter ended with All Might being all “I wonder what the vestige!me is currently chatting with Deku about.”

Today on BnHA: Deku drops in on the Vestiges, who are all “sup Deku, how do you like our fancy chairs.” OFA II and III are all “if you need us we’ll just be standing here silently in the corner pretending to be invisible and sparking endless discourse with our mere existence.” OFA IV is all “and now I will explain to you in a very convoluted way that you being quirkless was actually a good thing, since it means that you are probably not going to suddenly drop dead at the age of twenty. But also you’re probably going to be the last user of OFA for that very same reason.” Deku is all “that is wild. I’m just gonna stand here and stare at my hand.” Nana is all “so now that that’s settled could you please do me a small favor and kill my grandson for me”, because having just one topic to discourse about this week WASN’T ENOUGH, apparently. Thanks so much Horikoshi.

(ETA: okay so just a note before I start, this week’s RHA translation was a huge mess, so I followed up this chapter by reading a couple of other translations. the main one I’m using for reference is the one by @hanashimas, whose weekly posts I highly recommend. anyway so you’ll see a couple of ETAs in this post in places where the initial translation was off.)

how many layers of bandages did they wrap this poor kid’s fucking hand in omg

jesus Deku. are you holding onto a bouquet of flowers under that thing?? or a tennis racket??

omg yes, finally

is he reading these names off a teleprompter lol. and if so, what has Jeanist ever done to slight you, Deku? “god bless Kacchan and Aizawa-sensei and Todoroki-kun and everyone else in the whole wide world... except for Best Jeanist. fuck that guy.” actually this joke would be funnier if half of tumblr didn’t legit feel that way lol but anyway

OH MY GOD

I NEED TO HAVE A TALK TOO. ABOUT, OH, EVERYTHING

I got immediate KHR vibes from ALL OF THIS. this is seriously such a Vongola aesthetic. “let’s use the luxuriously cushioned chairs with the seat backs that are ten feet high, and arrange all of the handsome ghost people in a big circle” like come on

that said there are also some slight LoTR vibes as well. “bring forth the ring, Deku”

I like how Six is sitting there with his feet drawn up all casual, but with his arms inexplicably sticking STRAIGHT OUT IN FRONT OF HIM and dangling over his knees like he’s doing some sort of zombie walk

apparently the Fourth wasn’t a big fan of shoes huh

interesting that All Might is the only one who’s still faint/indistinct, and and that Two and Three are fully visible

(ETA: the rest of my speculation about Two and Three has been moved into a separate post, the better to focus on the shit that’s actually happening in this chapter lol.)

and lastly, interesting that all of them are talking now, except for All Might (and I guess the Second and Third as well). to the best of my knowledge Deku hasn’t unlocked the Sixth’s quirk yet, so I guess the quirks don’t really have anything to do with it

oh and it looks like Deku’s mouth is still covered. I guess that’s convenient for the vestiges since we all know it’s hard to stop Deku once he gets going. but on the other hand it’s very inconvenient for people like me who wanted to see some interaction. alas

so First says that OFA’s power has grown a lot in the last four months (i.e. since Deku unlocked Blackwhip), and now the vestiges can communicate with each other as well as Deku

so even when Deku’s not around they can all just chill with each other. this is such a weird thing to me lol. like it’s cool, don’t get me wrong, but it’s also strange as hell to know that you’ve got eight other people hanging out in your head spying on everything you do and having conversations with each other about it. it would be like if Dark Shadow had someone to hang out with other than Tokoyami. good thing you weren’t triplets, Tokoyami

First says that it’s become easier for the vestiges to interact with Deku ever since TomurAFO barged into the OFA Domain back at Jakku. huh

(ETA: apparently this is because AFO forcibly pulled out OFA’s power when he was trying to steal the quirk, so I guess that makes sense.)

okay thank you Banjou for addressing this concern which I initially brought up as a joke, but which was apparently real enough for you to reassure Deku about

“don’t worry, even though we’re awake and hanging out inside of you at all times, we’re definitely not secretly watching and making fun of every single thing you do” hmmmmm

(ETA: “not that you could do anything about it even if we were, since you’re probably going to be the last OFA holder ever!” I don’t trust anything this asshole says lmao.)

OH SHIT??

YESSS DEKU now you can hold them accountable for all of their bullshit! because I do not doubt that there will be bullshit lol but let’s see how that goes

oh damn

well okay then. you didn’t have to stand up and walk over to him and loom all threateningly like that but okay sir

this guy has kind of a Kimimaro vibe to him. remember? that bone-growing guy from Naruto? except I’m pretty sure he had eyebrows. and wasn’t twenty feet tall. speaking of which, that explains the chairs

why are you wearing only 3/5ths of a shirt

lol what

someone’s gonna have to explain this to me. is he just redundant or something lol, or is he strangely poetical or what

(ETA: apparently HE’S MAKING A PUN omg. I immediately gained +10 love for him lol. also it flows a lot better in Japanese. this is one of the things Caleb is usually good at, so we’ll see what he does with the wordplay.)

omg the hermit theory is true!!

“I’M NOT WEIRD, IT’S SOCIETY WHICH IS WEIRD.” lol whatever you say buddy. also love how Banjou tried to give him a big hearty slap on the back but Hermit Boy was not having it lmao

IS HE TRYING TO CAPTURE HIM WITH BLACKWHIP

AND ACTUALLY, NO, SIR, AS A MATTER OF FACT, WE ARE NOT AWARE. SO SPILL!!

?!!?

okay my first response was LOL ARE YOU SERIOUS, THAT’S THE BIG SECRET!? -- and then it hit me what the significance of “died from old age... AT AGE FORTY” meant. at which point it was like “!!!!!” and then “OH, SHIT”

(ETA: there’s also an Iida joke here somewhere but I’m just too tired to make it.)

oh my god oh my god

did he somehow get a copy of the coroner’s report or something? like how does he even know that he died from “old age” as opposed to any number of other natural causes? ??

but anyway. so this is the quirk singularity coming into play then I guess. but then how come All Might is still alive and ticking?

(ETA: so this is one example of where this week’s translation is a mess lol. apparently the Fourth explains here that he didn’t know what the fuck he died from until All Might researched it. and it turns out there actually was an autopsy lol so there you go.)

so Fourth says he held OFA for eighteen years, and since he knew he would never be strong enough to defeat AFO on his own he basically just spent all his time punching rocks in the woods and training to power the quirk up

oh shit

is he implying that his body literally fell apart?? like that’s how he got the scars on his face? -- IS THAT WHAT KEEPS HAPPENING TO TOMURA, THEN. oh shit

DUDE

so you’re telling me that this quirk actively shortens the lifespan of anyone who uses it?? and my little boy here has had it now for a year already?? fuck me, I have immediately have a TON of thoughts about all this but let me save it until he’s done with his explanation

THANK YOU, DEKU

right?? how come All Might didn’t die then. even after he got injured. please don’t tell me he actually is dying still and is just being slow about it because I SWEAR TO GOD

what does this mean??

so what you’re trying to say is you all have NO FUCKING IDEA how long Deku’s gonna be able to hold this quirk before he SUDDENLY DROPS DEAD?! five generations ago this dude was able to hold it for eighteen years, and then four generations later All Might was able to hold it for thirty-odd years or so, and now Deku has it and you all have no clue which way it’s gonna go? actually this makes it sound like it really wasn’t OFA that killed the Fourth at all and you guys are just really bad at forming hypotheses. but since you’re making a big plot point out of it I guess it must be true

and don’t think I didn’t notice the part where you said you didn’t have OFA very long and then “died while fighting”, Firsto. I want to hear more about that. specifically who you passed the quirk onto before your death

and yes, if we are agreeing that OFA was the cause of the Fourth’s death, then the conclusion on this next page is the natural one to draw

so that’s a bit of a relief then, because Deku is quirkless too. so it means he won’t be able to hold OFA forever (and will probably have to find another quirkless person to pass it on to), but at least he won’t be randomly dying out of the blue next Tuesday or something

oh my god now he’s talking about OFA and AFO and user consciousnesses and all sorts of good theory stuff but it’s so much exposition. you’re really gonna make me read all this lol

wait what. why would All Might being quirkless have anything to do with the presence of his vestige in OFA Outer Space Party Land

but Deku is also quirkless and he’s clearly visible and chatting with you guys. so what gives. like how much of this is verified fact and how much of it is you guys just shrugging and making stuff up lol

SERIOUSLY, GUYS

BUT DEKU IS ALSO -- you know what, never mind sob. none of this shit makes any sense but whatever

(ETA: seriously, this all seems like an awful lot of speculation on their part. for Deku’s sake I sure hope they’re right.)

FSSKDJFLSKLKJLKJL ALL MIGHT IS FIFTY-FIVE?!

lol that’s a full ten years past my closest estimate, wow. but this pretty much confirms his age now at last! or at least confirms it within a couple of years, because we know All Might and Nana met when he was in middle school, and he presumably had the quirk by the time he took the U.A. entrance exam. so yeah. gonna go with fifty-five

so they think that because All Might was quirkless, OFA was better able to adapt to his body and became his true quirk, as opposed to being an extra quirk that stacked on top of the one he already had and overwhelmed him. ties in back to the whole “AFO used to bend people to his will by forcing quirks on them” thing, as well as the “Noumus are all mindless because of the strain of having multiple quirks”

Two and Three are really ruining the serious vibe of this scene here lol

they look like they’re doing the counting for hide and seek

and is this Deku talking now? I was about to get mad at First for implying that quirkless people are somehow freaks, as opposed to “normal” people jdslk

so in other words, don’t go giving it to your best friend all casually for shits and giggles, Deku. even if it would make a really cool climax for a movie. well shit. maybe that’s why they were so quick to nope back into Deku’s body afterward

so First says that because quirkless people are becoming rarer and rarer, the fact that All Might just happened to stumble upon Deku is “nothing short of a miracle.” which, yeah, that was definitely a stroke of luck there. being quirkless saved his life. but being quirkless is also part of why he was chosen in the first place, and we’ve always known that much

“in other words, kiddo...”

looks like there was some hurried clone stamp usage going on here lol. but props to RHA as always for putting this scan out so fast, especially given how exposition-heavy this week’s chapter has been

“anyways, that was the main topic” ARE YOU SERIOUS. there are like ten other topics imma need you all to get to here, people

(ETA: seems like this is a mistranslation; the line should actually read something more along the lines of “and now for the main topic.”)

FFFFFFFFF

“ENJOY YOUR CLIFFHANGER THIS WEEK.” dskfalkjlkjwlgkjl you really went and dumped this discourse on us yet again. fucking...

(ETA: forgot to mention, but as several people mentioned, this seems to be another mistranslation -- rather than asking Deku to kill Tomura as though it’s doing her a personal favor, Nana is asking “will you be able to do it.” in other words more of an “are you capable of doing it” type of thing. which is a very reasonable question to ask given that Deku is, well, Deku.)

anyways, and the answer is obviously going to be “no” of course. this isn’t going to end any differently than when the previous Avatars all told Aang to kill Ozai. but I guess it means we’re in for a fun conversation next week

so Nana looks pretty grim here though (nothing at all like the person who once taught All Might the importance of saving people with a smile), and I’m wondering if this means she believes that her grandson is already beyond saving. as in killing him would be a mercy, as opposed to him continuing to live with AFO bending his mind and body to his will. except if that is the case, I think she’s underestimating Tomura’s own will. and definitely underestimating Deku’s will to save

and also, just... I’m so fucking sick of AFO screwing the Shimura family over, honestly. this is exactly what he wanted. well fuck you, guy. you don’t get to have what you want. go out there and save Tomura, Deku. for his sake and for Nana’s. give them some hope. do your thing, boy. can’t wait for your big speech all about it next chapter lol

#bnha 304 #midoriya izuku #all might #ofa prime #ofa iv #idk what his name is I forgot it already lol #the actual forty-year-old man #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #ofa the first

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agape-28 · 2 years

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Oh you used to be an anti? For how long? What did you think? What changed your mind? How did that whole transition from anti to larrie go?

HAHA i think I’ve answered these before, but it doesn’t matter, I love talking about it <3

So I wasn’t an “anti” in the sense where I sent people death threats lol, just so we’re clear. I was an anti more in the sense like, how the General Internet Populace viewed Larry. I believed that Larrie ruined their friendship with their shipping. Take note that I was a big K-Pop stan before, and people would always talk about how you shouldn’t take shipping too far, and they’ll use Larries and Larry as an example. Actually I remember when I came across a video of Louis talking about F, and the comments were full of Larrie who talked about how F isn’t his kid, and I got so annoyed that I started beefing with them LMAO. I was like really young at the time, forgive me.

But honestly, I wasn’t that aware of Larry. I only knew what I was told — Louis had a “kid” (I actually thought he had a wife lol), and Louis and Harry were no longer friends because of crazy shippers. So I didn’t know details, information, all the pieces and history, etc. I wasn’t even a Directioner!

Anyway, Larry came on my radar again last year (2021) when I looked up the YouTube vid for I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor, and I saw a bunch of Larries in the comments. I just brushed it off, complained to my friend about the “delusional larrats”, and ignored it. Then, a few months later, I looked up the YouTube vid The Story by Conan Gray, and saw a bunch of comments from Larries (actually they were Twarries but whatever). Now I was beginning to get suspicious. Then it was my best friend’s birthday, and she likes Harry’s songs, so I looked for a song of his to play on my guitar. Sweet Creature and Two Ghosts came up on the searches, so I looked at the comments, and — as I’m sure you can guess — Larries everywhere.

After that, I couldn’t get Larry out of my head. I kept thinking to myself, why do so many people believe this? Why are there comments sections full of Larries? Isn’t it a dead ship? It’s not possible that something so small could have such a large amount of people to believe it, right? It festered in my mind, and I couldn’t stop myself from eventually searching it on YouTube, TikTok and Twitter. And, lo and behold, I saw videos upon videos, tweet upon tweet, about Larry. So I thought, clearly, there must be something about this that makes people still believe it, right? I also had a Tumblr at the time (different from this one), so I also used Tumblr to look up Larry.

For a long time though, I struggled with the ship in my mind. You see, in K-Pop, there’s a thing called fanservice, where the band members act really gay with one another so fans can go wild or something. So while I was researching, when I saw unexplainable clips of them being close and having fond expressions and touching, I thought “damn they must be baiting their fans haha… right… right?” Eventually after doing much research — shoutout to the Louis GQ Tattoo vid btw — I accepted that it wasn’t fanservice, because why would it be fanservice when they were trying to vehemently deny anything about Larry at all? And obviously I went through my Twarrie/Houie phase where I thought they were together but broke up or they were just FWB, but then ofc I grew out of that bc there was so much proof they’re still togetherrr.

And I still have more to learn, obviously, but that’s how I’m now a Larrie. Take this as an inspiration that even antis can become Larries once they read masterposts lmao. Oh, and if you want to look at something fun, here’s a post of me sending messages to my friend back when I was an anti. You can laugh at how wrong I used to be.

#me as an anti #answered

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why does tumblr like my incoherent appreciation posts so much i doubt half the people that like it understand it fully

BUT ANYWAYS

I’M HERE TO MAKE ANOTHER ONE

and i’ve wanted to do this for a while because he is my favorite character and HAS BEEN my favorite character! for a few months now, actually!!

FUNDY APPRECIATION POST TIIIME, YEAH BAYBEES!!!

look, fundy, prior to season two, this man did NOT get to roleplay. he was actually my favorite chractacter because his backstory was so perfect and could be used in a book and he’s SUCH a well thought out character BUT I WILL GET TO THAT!!

but oh my GOD did he step up to the podium in SEASON FREAKING TWO!!! he! i! oh my god!!! have you guys SEEN his interactions with ghost wilbur?! I didn’t even KNOW fundy was good at roleplay, and YET!!

AND YET!!!

he pulled this angsty teen bs out of buttfuck NOWHERE and knocked it out of the PARK with it!!! all of his lines in regards to ghost wilbur, all of his little quips and perfectly timed silences, they’re all so realistic and well-done and ajsiadnk he’s just out here to fuel the angst train??

oh yes, he COULD have decided to make amends with wilbur, but would that have been realistic??? HELL NO! he SAW that, and went ‘no <3′ and pulled out lines like “you abandoned me” “im not jealous of tubbo because he’s president, im jealous of tubbo because he probably still has a DAD somewhere and i don’t” “wilbur, LISTEN!!!” “you never take these things SERIOUSLY!” “look, he thinks this is a joke” like UM????

UM???????????????????

WHERE?? WHERE DID HE GET THIS FROM?? AND WHY DIDNT WE SEE IT IN SEASON ONE?? WHY DIDNT WE LET THIS MAN SPEAK!!!

and that’s just the daddy issues, not to mention his commitment to fundywastaken!!!!! it’s stuch an easy thing to forget and brush off, but oh nononono!!! he sticks to it, and he’s stuck to it ever since it was deemed CANON. AND THAT WAS A FEW MONTHS AGO!!!

using his date with dream as a way to cam dreamon!dream down?? THE ONE SCENE, THE SCENE WITH THE FLOWERS, “george will love these” “why george?” I’M.

HM.

HMMMM.

and on ranboo’s stream the other day, when he mentioned his wedding with dream (the video is coming out tomorrow by the way!!! be ready for THAT one) and the chat just started smiling and people started to yell like “DREAM IS CHEATING ON FUNDY WITH GEORGE,” the way that he paused and read it aloud and started saying things like, “no, he wouldn’t....i don’t think that’s true.” but then started to sniffle and straight up LEFT for a few minutes after audiably starting to cry??? I

it’s like he KNOWS that it’s true and he’s just in denial WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO US FUNDY PLEEEASE

this character has been through SO MUCH, like, think about it, wilbur’s abuse/neglect, schlatt, having to watch wilbur die, eret dipping on his adoption day (no hate to eret, nobody told them that it was happening lmao (i have some thoughts about why that is but that’s a topic for another post ehehe)), dream being a adulterous prick, all of that, and fundy plays it PERFECTLY!!!

and also fundy’s desire to be acknowledged and appreciated by a person in a position of superiority or power has been a constant this entire tme, my only real qualm with his character is actually that he WASNT on schlatt’s side, because schlatt actually didn’t treat fundy?? badly?? he definitely acknowledged and even put him into a position of power, something that his own FATHER CONSTANTLY refused to do, so i felt like it should have started out with him wanting to be on wilbur’s side before slowly moving to schlatt but you know what???

he might not have done it FULLY, but the INTENT was definitely there!!!! flash back to the festival, tubbo gets muffined and fundy is like, ‘wait...does that mean i can stand there?’ and when schlatt says yeah he sounds and looks genuinely happy??? like ‘oh my god not only am i in a position of power im actually being treated that way with respect and jkdnasnfwerdsfzk’

we have, frankly, been SLEEPING on fundy and im TIRED of it. GO APPRECIATE HIM MORE!!!! NOW!!!!

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ryuichirou · 3 years

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Lord God Savior of All Ryu, I ask for but one noble request. lol i just wanna see all your AUs. Like, I always here about them in replies and stuff but I've almost never seen what they actually look like. So if you could just tag pics of them or doodle (they can be super bad 30 sec doodles too, it don't matter to me) them, I would be the happiest, most joyful little shit ever.

Anon!! Thank you for being so interested in our AUs and wanting to learn more about them. It was a very good excuse for us to go through the list of the AUs, doodle them, revisit some of the older ones, etc. So yeah, your wish is granted lol

Here’s the majority of them, we decided not to include those that we’ve barely talked about and thought out... I’ve put tags for those AUs where we have at least something posted. Most of them are something we haven’t even talked about at all and they don’t have a single sketch, but I liked drawing chibis for them way too much. Sorry, I used your ask lol

We have a general tag for our aus and specific ones for some of them, but sometimes an au from here is not tagged separately, so you might have to use this general tag...I tried to fix it, I don’t think I missed anything, so it should be ok now! ;w;

1. Space AU. It’s a story about a space expedition.. which turned out to be not exactly what everyone planned thanks to Erwin. What a commander!

2. Tribal AU. It’s a story about Eren becoming a part of the tribe where Erwin and Levi live.

3. Babysitter AU. Levi is a babysitter to Eren and Zeke, unfortunately for Zeke, who’s 17 and not exactly thrilled about being babied. Sometimes there’s kid Erwin too. We’ve never posted anything related to this AU, I think, and I don’t think we will. There’s another AU related to this one, but 19yo Eren from the paths (he has the memory of the manga events) keeps kid Eren company as an invisible ghost, while others think that kid Eren is cursed or something.

4. SnK AU. A classical one, where Eren has dreams about the plot of SnK, but when the story stops progressing, he decides to kidnap Levi to make the plot go on. Erwin finds out later... and keeps Levi in the basement because he wants to know the ending too lmao plus it’s hot.

5. Mines AU. Erwin gathered a team for his wonderful plan to find a treasure, but it’s not like the rest of the team needs to know where they’re really going. Zeke’s particularly terrified to find that out. Despite its name, they spend the majority of time in the forest. Also, there’s a timeskip of 11 years.

6. AU with Neetwin who’s a history teacher. We don’t tag this one though, it’s not like it’s our AU. So now it’s a Neetwin tag, although one of the drawings is with adult Levi... eh, who cares.

7. CC AU (cleaning company). Levi works in a cleaning company and cleans up Neetwin and hobo Eren’s apts. They need a lot of work. Yes, they make their apts even dirtier to make Levi spend more time there.

8. Prison AU. Damn this one is good... we came up with it before reading the timeskip in the manga, so Eren’s appearance doesn’t really match his age, he’s 17 lol Levi is a mafia member who goes to prison because he need to kill one of the inmates (who later became Zeke) on Erwin’s (Levi’s boss) request. Eren’s his personal guard, although Eren works as a regular guard too.

9. King Kong AU. It’s an AU where the Beast Titan is King Kong lmao Zeke is having fun killing dinosaurs... Levi, not so much. Thank Erwin for his wonderful plan of going to this island.

10. Rus AU, basically just characters living in Russia. Because ofc we will have this type of a setting... Damn, I thought we drew this one more often, huh.

11. Sea AU. Mainly our modern AU, we use it as a base for other modern stuff for the most part. Levi’s getting two boifrond rings, he lives with Erwin, Eren visits them often, Zeke bitches a lot, fun times with and without Zeke, stuff like that. There’s also a subplot (11.5) where Eren gets “kidnapped” by a witch, so Zevi have to find him and bring him back. Titans exist in this AU, Eren and Zeke are titans, and all of them have military training, but Erwin and Levi retired some time ago. We don’t have a tag for just a modern setting, though.

12. Cult AU. Eren lives on a farm and has a whole village of his followers. He also has cursed animals... and I think we’ve told about some of the plot points in replies. Erwin’s really into all this cult stuff because it affects reality for real, so he asks Levi to follow rituals, although Levi came to ask Eren to go back to normal life and finish the fucking school.

13. Serial killer AU. Eren’s a serial killer, duh. Never posted anything with this one, unfortunately, but Eren got disappointed in the police when he was a child, so he decided to fix the situation himself, while Erwin and Levi, as a part of a special department, investigate his “fixing”. It also has a time skip. I really need to redraw at least one sketch...

14. Hospital AU. Levi gets into Marley trying to make Eren go back, but it’s not that simple because Eren doesn’t want to lol Basically canonverse with this small change.

15. Hobo AU. Eren and Levi are hobos, Zeke wants his brother to stop living under a fucking bridge. Later Erwin takes both of them under his roof because he really likes Levi, but he can’t leave Eren alone.

16. Doggies AU. AU where Eren’s a wolf and Erwin’s a doggo. Levi got Erwin because he was a retiring trained dog and sniffed enough drugs in his life, and Eren... his “owner” found him on the streets and lied to Levi about Eren being a dog. Later Eren turned into a magnificent beast and now he doesn’t want to leave. There’s also Zeke, but he belongs to Xavier.

17. AU where Eren wants to become a mangaka. The first post is self-explanatory, although I’d probably make some changes now if I cared enough. There’s also a time skip where Eren ditched his manga and became hobo!Eren. His editor was pissed lol

18. Scolopendra Eren AU. You know the drill, and I’ve talked about the plot in some of the replies.

This post doesn’t show up on the tag for some reason.

19. Ghost Eren AU. I should’ve named it combini AU... Anyway, I’ve talked about this one a lot, although poor Erwin gets neglected a little bit lol it’s hard to compete with a ghost when you’re just a mere stalker... but a very invested one. Eren likes Erwin here, they’re vibing on the same malicious-towards-Levi wave.

20. Shark Eren AU. It’s just for us for funs, Eren’s a shark, and Levi’s there to help him fight depression. Eren later escapes into the sea.

21. Midsommar AU. Levi and Erwin get an invite to go to the village from Yelena, Eren’s a part of a cult who is kinda attracted to one of the newcomers... Such a good movie, we need to draw them properly. Both Yeagerists and Eldians are a part of the cult, they don’t have any specific rules by which I categorised them... Although not all characters are present, and some of them (Jean, I think) are newcomers who will join the cult later. Sorry, I don’t remember much.

22. Silent Hill AU. It started with Erwin peeking into Levi’s apartment, but now there’s Eren too... We haven’t thought out this one, I’m bad with Silent Hill AUs for some reason.

23. House Eren AU. Eren’s a house, and we’ve explained how it works too, so just check out the tag. Levi actually lives there with Erwin, but I don’t remember if we’ve mentioned it or decided to skip this info.

24. Eren pack AU. It’s an AU where Erens of all ages (6 of them, I believe) are a little bit feral, and they have wolf ears and tails, and they live in a specific place and Levi visits them every day and takes care of them. They love Levi. Here’s the only post that survived, and here’s a link for a twitter post which I never got back on tumblr after it got deleted.

25. Trailer AU. The story is about Levi who has to live with Zeke for a month as his slave because Erwin lost him in a game of cards lol To be fair, Erwin lost a lot of money and their whole flat, and Zeke gave them a choice between that and Levi (he’s horny ok), and Levi agreed. Zeke even put Levi on a chain, although Levi doesn’t even try to escape...

26. Flower shop AU. Eren’s a plant, and he brings death to the whole planet. He keeps Levi alive though, as a treat for himself. We’ve explained some of the stuff in the replies.

27. Blair Witch AU. It’s pretty much explained in this post, and if you saw the movie, there’s nothing for me to tell you. Everything that’s different from it is in the post lol

28. Corpse AU. Eren’s a corpse, Levi’s a pathologist who works on difficult and mysterious cases alongside the police. Eren later comes to life along with a couple of other bodies...

29. Antichrist AU. Zevi adopt baby Eren, but Eren’s a fucking satan. He loves Levi, but Zeke... not so much. Zeke loves Eren to death, though. Eren would love to organise that, but first he needs to grow up a little bit. It doesn’t mean that he won’t torture his parents during his journey. And everyone else who interact with them.

30. This one doesn’t have a title, but it’s an AU where kid Eren went missing, and Levi goes into the forest to find him. Levi owns Erwin who’s a good doggo and helps him find Eren. It turns out Eren killed two adult dudes, and he has paths!Eren telling him what to do and how to do it... Paths!Eren has the memory of the canonverse.

31. Zombie apocalypse AU. There’s only one drawing with it though, but basically Levi builds himself a wonderful place to survive the apocalypse, and he keeps Zombie Erwin in the basement in hopes of Hange finding a cure. Then Eren joins just because he can and because Levi’s very awesome. Eren has a boner for the apocalypse and enjoys every second of it.

32. No title, but Eren was casted away from the canon universe for the rumbling, and now he’s a mythological giant wolf who lives in a deep very old forest. He was very surprised to find out Levi exists in this universe... So he kidnapped him ❤️

33. Halloween AU. You’ve seen this one, it’s a story where Jean, Connie, Sasha and Eren get into the wrong house and find a ritual instead of a Halloween party... So after saving the child who, as it turns out, is not really a victim, they decide to ditch him at Eruri’s place.

34. Okusan AU. Levi’s a housewife, Erwin is a cuckold who’s really into adultery. He invites both Zeke and Eren from time to time to act as Levi’s husbands, and they (Levi and Erwin) almost get caught because the “husband” suddenly came home... Sorry, we’ve read too many doujinshis lol

35. Island AU. Erwin loves sending Levi to dangerous places to get souvenirs for himself, and now it’s time for Levi to get a crystal from a very isolated island full of strict rules in terms of interacting with outsiders. We have a cool idea for a two part drawing (like with our flower shop au), but it’ll take us ages to complete anything at this rate... I have like two sketches on Patreon for now, but damn this AU has so many cool visuals we wanna draw... It’s another cult AU with people living on Paradis (more like one village in the middle of the island), isolated from the rest of the world. They don’t welcome strangers, and Levi has three months to find and steal that crystal, although it’s not that simple.

36. Erewan. Not exactly a full AU, but Erewan’s a cursed animal plushie who kills people and loves Levi a lot.

37. Cat AU. Everyone’s a cat (duh). Not really our AU, but it has its own tag, and it’s only asks.

38. Tiny founder Eren AU?? Again, not really our AU, but now it has its own tag.

I’ve also found the reply where I talk about how characters’ relationships work in some of the AUs, you can check it out too. I thought it was fitting for a master post.

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atalho-s · 3 years

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Sweet Sugar

1 | Subterranean Homesick Alien

(gif it’s not mine! let me know if you’re the owner!)

pairing: tom holland x reader / tom holland x brazilian reader (she’s from brazil here, but you can picture her being of any place that you want! Since the story wouldn’t change bc of that)

warnings: swear words, underage drinking (not much tho, nothing like “Skins” lmao), suggestive scenes in some chapters, not smut, but minors be aware. Fluff/angst/drama/ Y/n and Tom being stupid teenagers with feelings.

words: 2.4 k

Summary: Y/n has always been best friends with Harrison and Tom. Since childhood they've always been close, but what happens if after a break up with her first boyfriend, she starts to feel something more about Tom?

A conflict of feelings, the non-acceptance of falling in love and the fear of losing her best friend, all in the head of an 17-year-old teenager. And on top of that, still having to fear of not being accepted for college.

a/n:

This is a series i have in portuguese on my wattpad! It’s kinda long and have 2 parts haha but i decided to translate to post here too :)

It was my first fanfic ever, so be aware lol

I never been to europe, so i’m sorry for any mistake about city features or how school works...

I just want to thank @petesrparker : Gio you’re the best and thank you for always helping me and hype up this series since the beginning! Seriously, you’re the best, this story would be nothing without you 😭❤

She even did a playlist for this! ikr? She’s amazing 💕 you can check out here if you want!

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It was 2 minutes to 7am and I was late for school. Running to put on my warm sweatshirt and getting ready psychologically to go out in a cold weather, I grabbed my keys and tried to lock the door almost dropping my backpack on the floor. It was almost summer, but my town wasn't disappointed in having very cold mornings and hot afternoons.

"Shit," I murmured as I kicked the door, insisting that didn't want to close it. "Why hasn't my mom called someone to fix this thing yet?" I spoke to myself and finally managed to close it hearing a click. Coming down the stairs practically running, I closed the small gate and strode down the street.

I lived with my parents in a town called Kingston-upon-Thames, in a tiny two-bedroom house, very close to the school. You just need to walk about 4 blocks and voilá, I could already see the entrance gate and the familiar faces of the gringos. I was in the last year of high school, just turned 17 and I was born in Brazil, but grew up in London, when my father had to move because of his work, when I was only 6 years old. Obviously we weren't rich, my father worked with woodwork, and my mother currently worked in a small flower shop in the city center. But when my father received an offer to move to another country, he didn't think twice. Learn another culture, a new language and still earn some good money?An offer that cannot be refused.

The first time we arrived it was very strange, only my father knew intermediate English and my mother and I obviously did not know a single word. But we quickly befriended a family that lived on our street: the Osterfields. Jenna and Carter were the parents of two children: Harrison, the same age as me and little Charlotte (newborn at the time). Harrison and I immediately became inseparable, and he became like a brother to me and our families became one.

Obviously with him, also came nothing more and nothing less than: the Holland family. Nikki and Dom had 4 male children, one my age: Tom, Harry and Sam twins, 3 years younger and Paddy who was born 2 years later. So the family just grew, our parents became best friends, and me, Harrison and Tom became an unbeatable trio. There was no Y/n, without Tom and Harrison and vice versa, we're always together.

We went to the same school since always. As Haz lived only a few houses below mine, we meet and go together and Tom, who lived on the other side of the school, met us at the gate every day.

I went down the street and saw Haz sitting on the wall in front of his house, fiddling with his cell phone with a earphone, as soon as I approached he raised his head and smiled.

- Finally, I thought you aren’t going to class today. - He said getting up and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

- Good morning to you too Haz. - I said laughing and hooking my arm on him, while we went down the street. - You know that now that my mom is working on the other side of town she leaves early and then I have to wake up by myself, which is clearly a problem.

- Sleepyhead, - he said and I playfully tapped his arm while he laughed.

- Well, i'm, what can I say? Sleeping is the best thing in the world. - I said. - Did you do the history homework?

- Wich history homework? - He stopped suddenly looking at me in shock.

- Harrison Osterfield, you are not going to tell me that you forgot the work that I talked about it every day for almost a month. - I said putting my hand on my waist scolding him.

- Well ... I completely forgot. - Haz said scratching the back of his head with the face of a stray dog. -I was busy decorating the lines from the play.

- Wow Harrison, that way you will fail and then you'll came crying to me.

- Ok mom, sorry! But was it for today? Can I copy it and give it to you later?

- Ok, but just this time, and do me a favor to exchange practically all the words I used or i'll be in trouble. - I said taking out my briefcase, while he held my backpack and I handed him my work.

- I love you... - he said giving me back my backpack and hugging me, kissing my head afterwards.

- And I don't love you at all, bummer. - I giggled and we rounded the corner of the school.

Tom was already leaning against the side of the gate with his backpack between his legs, talking to a guy who was doing theater with him and Harrison. He was laughing at something, wearing a black hoodie, his hair was a little messy under his hood and his nose was slightly red from the cold. For some reason my stomach did some flips as we approached.

Harrison and Tom were very handsome, there was no denying it, they were half nerds, half bad boys (in the sense of forgetting to study for the exam or not doing their homework once in a while), they did theater, they were nice and got along very well with girls since they started puberty. As for me, I was the nerd who was always concerned about grades and getting into the journalism college, I didn't always have excellent grades, but they were enough to pass or impress the professors when I felt inspired. I wasn't popular, but not a completely ghost too, because being best friends with the boys ended up calling attention in some way.

The only boyfriend I had was a guy named Steven, and also my first kiss, to at age 15, but we broke up last year. Steven was cool, but we had different views on things and use to think about completely different futures, so we thought it was best to broke up. And since then I'm alone and very well, thank you.

But since I broke up with Stev, for some reason I've started to have some weird feelings for Tom. Weird in the meaning of being shy around him, with whatever he does, or whatever words he exchanges with me. Which is ridiculous, because he's my childhood friend, and I never felt any of that with Haz, so why with him I feel? I always saw Haz as my brother, but with Tom it's different, and I never understood why.

Anyway, here I was with my heart beating faster and faster as we approached. As soon as we got close, Tom waved goodbye to the guy he was talking. He grabbed his backpack off the floor and patted Haz on the back, kissing my forehead afterwards, which I immediately feel my cheeks burning with embarrassing, but no one realized.

- Hey mates! Finally! I thought you weren't coming anymore.- he said as the three of us went through the gate towards the school.

- The madam here, was the one who ended up sleeping too much, I was also waiting a long time.- Haz said and I rolled my eyes, making Tom smile.

- I understand Y/n, I also love sleeping... By the way, I said I was waiting a long time, but actually I just arrived. - He laughed - Your mother started working on that flower shop, right?

- Yeah! She started today, so I'm still getting used to waking up just with the alarm without my mom pulling me from under the covers by my hair.- I replied and they both laughed.

- Which class do you guys have now? - Tom asked as we went up the stairs to the first floor where the class rooms were.

-Math- Haz said, rolling his eyes. - Actually, I really have to go, because if I show up a second late again Mr. Jones will kill me. - he said giving us a brief wave and running to the opposite side.

- I have philosophy, thank God, one of my favorite subjects.- I said raising my hands to the sky as a joke and Tom laughed.

- Wow y/n, I thought your favorite subject was biology and English.- he said and I stuck out my tongue, but feeling a little warm inside, these subjects were the ones we had together.

- Anyway, see you later? I have physics now unfortunately.

- Yeah, I'll be at our new favorite place. - I giggle, it had been a week since me, Haz and Tom found a perfect place to stay during the break, which was on the back of the school, on a hill next to a tree, where we had a full view of the students down there. It was perfect, because the warm morning sun was shining and we'd be left on the ground gossiping and watching what others were doing.

- See you there shortie. -Tom said kissing the top of my head, giving me a wink and leaving towards his class room.

- Look who's talking. - I said loudly for him to hear and he showed me his middle finger from a distance, laughing at my face.

I turned around smiling and headed towards my class. The first two classes were normal, nothing new, I was still a little sleepy, so I ended up almost sleeping in the second geography class, where I was almost kicked out by Mr Wilson, who let It pass this time. The alarm hit indicating it was break time and I thanked God, practically running to stay out in the sun.

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and my headphones, hitting play on Radiohead's Subterranean Homesick Alien song and walking outside. I saw Steven with his new girlfriend Lily right on the way out, they were talking, hugging each other and looked very happy, he saw me and gave a smile from a distance where I reciprocated. Our break up went very well, without resentment, which made me happy.

I walked up the small hill and saw Haz and Tom already at our meeting place. Tom was lying down looking at the sky while Haz was sitting propped up in the tree.

- Did you guys miss me? - I said sitting next to Haz.

- Yeah, we were even thinking about how we could handle living without you y/n- Haz said and Tom chuckled.

- I know you two love me. - I said shrugging.

- In fact, we were arguing when you're going to have a new boyfriend. - Tom said and I froze.

- And who said I want a new boyfriend? I asked raising my eyebrow.

- We know you y/n, you starting to have your head in the clouds lately, always retweeting couple things and posting romantic songs, I can see that you're falling in love again.- Tom said, still looking at the sky.

- I agree. - Haz said taking the side of my earphone and putting into his ear. - She's even listening to Radiohead! And you always listen to Radiohead when you're in love. - I gave them a sarcastic laugh and pulled the earphone of his ear turning off the music making Haz laugh.

- You guys are idiots, I'm fine alone thank you, I just want to focus on my studies from now on. - I said and they both made a "hmm" in unison, making me roll my eyes.

- Actually, we were discussing where we're going to celebrate my 17th birthday tomorrow.- Tom said changing the subject, turning his head and covering the sun with his hand to look at me.

-Tomorrow is your birthday?- I asked pretending to be surprise and Tom rolled his eyes playfully.

- I know you two always look forward to my birthday, because you love me and want to surprise me.- he said and Haz and I laughed ironically. - But Marcos offered his house, because his parents are traveling, so we could make a cool party there! So I was thinking about calling the theater people and some of our friends like Julian, Tuwaine and etc, maybe getting some drinks too... - Tom said sitting down and cleaning some leaves that were stuck on his hoodie.

- I think it's a good idea, I'm not much of partying or drinking, but with you both I always have fun.- I said and Haz rested his head on my shoulder.

- Good to know we make you happy Y/n. - Haz said and I giggle patting his head.

- So we meet tomorrow? You guys want to stop by my house so we could go together?

- Actually, I have to go to my granny first, so I'll go from there.- Haz said and Tom gave him a thumbs up.

- Y/n you can go? Around 7pm it's ok?

-Of course Tommy. - I said and he smiled at the nickname.

- Okay, I'll wait for you at 7pm and I'll send you the address, mate.- he said to Haz as we got up listening to the bell ringing indicating the break was over.

- Deal!- Haz said.

- Deal. - I also said as we went down back to class.

The last classes were history, the subject I had with Haz and he returned my homework, assuring me that he had changed the words. We spend the whole class sending notes talking about nonsense and making jokes. Haz and I were pretty good at sending notes without the professor seeing.

But I confess I was puzzled by what the boys had said earlier, how did they have the impression that I was in love? I wasn't, was I? Was I showing too much that i had feelings for Tom? I don't know, I just know that the whole story had left me with immense anxiety.

The class was over and I said goodbye to Haz, because he had theater with Tom and I didn't have any extra activities that day. The only days that i had something was on monday, tuesday and thursday, when I have a school reinforcement to improve my notes to enter college. Which was a relief, since I had to run to the mall to look for a gift to give Tom for his birthday. I had been looking for weeks and I didn't find anything interesting to give to my best friend. Best friend isn't it? Nothing more than this...

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a/n: if you liked and want to be tagged on the next chapters let me know! 😊

#tom holland #tom holland fanfic #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you #tom holland friends to lovers #tom holland angst #tom holland fluff #tom holland series

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pinkyhim · 4 years

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Little Mix Up (m)

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 3.4k

theme: enemies to lovers

rating: explicit.

warnings: Swearing, ear biting, dry humping, dirty talk, no protection (use protection peeps), hair pulling, wet dreams lmao, marking/hickeys, fingering, slight pain kink?, jk is kind of possessive?, squirting, jk is a big boy (aka he has a big ding dong), slight overstimulation,Jungkook is cute in this uwu,

summary: A little camping trip mix up has you stuck in a tent with your enemy Jeon Jungkook, nothing could go wrong right?

Author’s Note - I originally posted this on another acc but I decided to delete it and just post it on here, Hope you guys enjoy this little piece of shit story :)

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You were not excited about this "healthy" little camping trip that your parents planned up, especially when you heard that the Jeon family was tagging along. You always tried your best to be gracious to them mainly because your mom was forever fixed on you, becoming friends with their only son, Jeon Jungkook. Now he was a problem, you honestly weren't sure why he always loathed you, but now, you don't even care. And for some reason, your mother wanted you to become friends with an asshole like him.

"I'm not going" You stated to your mother for the fourth time this morning, "Well, Y/N, it's not like you have a choice" Your mother responded as you let out a huge groan "I don't wanna go!" You say stomping your foot pouting. "Y/n pouting might work on your father, but not me, so start packing." She responds as you roll your eyes and stalk over to your room flinging the door shut to make your point. You didn't want to go on this trip if it wasn't obvious enough, Your mother wanted to get you and Jungkook in some kind of relationship of sorts but no way in hell were you ever going to date some jerk like Jungkook. You always tried to become acquainted with Jungkook but he continuously blew you off. You sighed laying down on your bed to call up your best friend Park Jimin.

He answered with "What?" You could hear something shuffling in the background "Oops, did I catch you at a bad time?" You said grinning "Nah, I was just scrolling on the internet" He responds and you hum "So what did your mom say?" He asks and you groan "I have to go to the camping trip with the Jeon family" You grumbled as Jimin chuckled "C'mon I'm sure it's not going to be that bad" You laugh dryly "Well obviously you think that because Jungkook is not a complete asshole to you." You say as your mom yells at you at hurry up "Shoot I got to go" You say your goodbyes to Jimin and hang up. Sighing you walk over to your closet and grab a backpack and fill it with necessities. After you finished you walked downstairs to see only Jungkook and your mother. "Um, where is everyone else?" You ask looking at your mother as she smiles "Didn't I tell you, sweetie? It's only going to be you and Jungkook"

Your jaw fell open as you saw Jungkook roll his eyes. Before you could argue with your mother she pushed you out of the house as you stood there completely baffled as Jungkook stood there staring at you. You saw your mother looking out the window so there was no chance of you going back inside to the safety of your home so with your head hanging low you dragged your feet inside Jungkook's black vehicle. Jungkook got inside without a word as he started driving. You were confused as hell, not because of what your mom did, naturally you expected her to pull something like that. What confused you is why Jungkook would agree if it was just going to be you two.

You pulled your phone out and sent a text to Jimin.

Y/N→Jimin you need to come and save me ಠ_ಠ

Jimin→ ????

Y/N→ My mom fucking tricked me!!!!!! She lied, and now I'm going camping with only Jungkook ヽ(ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ

Jimin→ Lol have fun.

Y/N→ BRUH ur supposed to save me you dick I'm going to die if I spend a weekend with this fuckface next to me ಠ╭╮ಠ

Jimin→ You won't be complaining when you get laid ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

Y/N→ WTF does that mean?!?!?!?!??!!?

You shoved your phone into your pocket as Jimin went offline. You glanced over at Jungkook who was focusing on the road. You weren't going to lie he was handsome as fuck if he wasn't such a dick you might have actually fallen for him. Luckily for you, that didn't happen.

You stared outside the window wondering why Lady luck just seemed to hate your guts, After a while, You decided to break the uncomfortable silence, “Why did you agree?” You ask Jungkook as he huffs out a breath in annoyance, "I had no choice," He mutters out as you roll your eyes, "What? Did you think I would want to go camping with a weirdo like you?" Jungkook questions smirking as you whip your head towards him "What the fuck did you just say, Jeon?" You ask hands gripping the black leather seat tightly, "You heard me Y/N, Knowing you, you'll probably just masturbate the whole time" Your eyes went wide, as you remember that dreaded day where your mom decided to just let Jungkook waltz inside your room.

"Oh, You're here for Y/N?" Your Mother asks Jungkook as he nods, "Well, She's in her room," Your Mother responds as Jungkook gives a small thanks before making his way to your room. When Jungkook reached it, he heard some weird noises, Since he clearly has no sense of privacy or manners he swung the door open and caught you red-handed with your fingers knuckle deep inside your wet core, "Holy shit!" Jungkook shouted not able to tear his eyes away from the sight as your eyes snapped open, "What the fuck!???! Get out!" You yelled, attempting to cover yourself with your blanket but to no avail, Jungkook ran out of your room slamming the door shut leaving you sitting there with a beet-red face.

You blush a crimson color, "Shut up," You state as Jungkook scoffed, "Why did you even masturbate in the first place, You knew I was coming over for the project," Jungkook said as you averted your gaze from him, "W-Well maybe that wouldn't have happened if you just knocked," You respond slightly gnawing at your bottom lip, "Well if you weren't so eager for a date with your fingers, maybe I wouldn't have caught you," Your blood started to boil once you heard the words fall from Jungkook's mouth, "Excuse me?" You ask as you turn your head to see the smug look painted on Jungkook's face, "C'mon Y/N, We both know that the only thing that has touched you in the last three months was your right hand,"

You were about two seconds away from actually murdering Jungkook, but you decided that jail wasn't worth it so you just grumbled and turned away, ignoring Jungkook as you heard him laugh, deciding to distract yourself from him, you grabbed your phone and started to mindlessly scroll through social media, you stopped on a particular post that had your ex's face, you were certain that you had blocked him so you were surprised to see his face, you cringed at the horrible caption "What I do When I see someone pretty, I stare, I smile, Then I get tired and put the mirror down" You sighed as you shoved your phone back into your pocket, deciding to just take a small nap as your eyes fluttered shut,

You were awoken by the sound of Jungkook, "Y/N, Wake up, We're here" Jungkook spoke lightly pushing your shoulder, deciding to be stubborn you just let out a "hmph" before turning away, Jungkook rolled his eyes at your actions before grabbing both of your shoulders and start to viciously shake you, your eyes snapped open as you yelled, "Geez, What the fuck Jeon?!" You shoved his hands off of you as he scoffed, "I just wanted to warn you that your loud snoring might attract bears," Your eyes widen as you blushed, embarrassed, you stepped outside of the car murmuring "I don't fucking snore," You heard Jungkook snort at that "Yeah, right," He said chuckling, you cursed him under your breath before you took in the beautiful view of nature, the smell of grass and bark calmed you as you took a deep breath in, sadly you were broken from your trance as you heard Jungkook speak yet again "Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to help me set up the tent," You could hear the annoyance in his voice, turning your head you saw Jungkook standing there with his hands on his hips looking like an angry child who didn't get their way, you bit your bottom lip holding back your laughter, "I don't know, I think I'll just stand here" You responded copying your posture to look like Jungkook's, "I don't have time for this Y/N" Jungkook spoke as you rolled your eyes, after a minute of watching Jungkook struggle to set up the tent alone you decided to cave in, making your way to Jungkook you helped him set it up, after another couple minutes of confusion Jungkook finally managed to set it up,

By that time the sun was already setting, you were surprised to see that there was only one tent, "Where's the other tent?" You ask as Jungkook turns his head towards you "What other tent?" He responds as you shake your head "There's no way in hell I'm sharing a tent with you," You say as you point your finger at Jungkook as he rolls his eyes, "Then why don't you just sleep in the car, you seemed to be comfortable sleeping there," He responds unfolding a chair for himself before sitting down, You let out a sarcastic laugh before walking over to him,

"No way!" You state stopping right in front of him, "Why don't you sleep in the car?" You ask doing a bad impression of him, Jungkook chuckled lowly before bringing his gaze up to you, you started to blush and fidget slightly under his gaze, You heard Jungkook murmur something under his breath, "What?" You ask, suddenly Jungkook grasped your wrist and pulled you down onto his lap, shocked, you let out a little squeak before Jungkook leans his head towards yours, his lips ghosting above yours before whispering in your ear "I said, you're such a fucking tease," You gasp as you feel him lightly nibble on your ear,

You felt as if you were hypnotized by him, you suddenly yearned for his touch, more than you would like to admit, suddenly you seemed to have snapped out of your trance as you jumped off of his lap as if he had burned you, your breathing labored as you spoke, "I-I guess we could share," You spoke meekly before Jungkook smiled and said "Great,"

After eating some instant noodles, since both you and Jungkook can't cook worth of shit, You ran off into the forest using the excuse "I have to go the bathroom," After you were a reasonable distance away, you grabbed your phone and texted Jimin,

Y/N→ Jimin I need to speak to u ASAP

You waited a couple of minutes before Jimin replied,

Jimin→ What is it?

Y/N→Okay I know this is going to sound crazy but I think I like Jungkook

Jimin→ (·̿Ĺ̯·̿ ̿) you woke me up for this bullshit,

Y/N→DUDE I'm serious, so basically, I was arguing with Jungkook because there was only one tent and there was no way I was going to share with him, and the SUDDENLY he pulls me onto his lap and calls me a FUCKIN TEASE LIKE WTFFFFF,

Jimin→So now u want the jungcock?

Your eyes went wide as you read the text Jimin sent,

Y/N→ tbh...kinda

Jimin→HA I KNEW IT,

Y/N→WHAT SHOULD I DO?!

Jimin→ How am I supposed to know? ur the one trying to get into Jungkook's pants, not me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Y/N→ Geez Jimin, you're a big fucking help

Jimin→ Thank you, I try （。ˇ ⊖ˇ）

You ran your hands through your hair as Jimin goes offline, "I'm screwed" You mutter before making your way back to the tent, Your eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as you saw Jungkook changing right out in the open, You couldn't help but shamefully gawk at his incredibly hot back, how is somebody this good looking? You felt your blood run cold as Jungkook turned around, his eyes meeting yours. Luckily, it seemed like he didn't notice you, he slipped his shirt on before going inside the tent,

You let out a breath of relief, heading over to the car to grab your bag and quickly change into your sleepwear, you started to feel anxious as you realized that you and Jungkook would be sleeping next to each other, You pulled your phone out to check the time 10:48 PM it read, You started to consider just sleeping in the car but you wouldn't allow Jungkook that satisfaction, taking your shoes off you slowly unzipped the tent open, poking your head inside, you saw Jungkook laying on his side you assumed that he was already asleep, cautiously stepping inside you zipped the tent back up before laying down far away from Jungkook.

Not wanting to take your phone out in case it might wake Jungkook up you laid on your back staring at the top of the tent, slowly but surely you ended up falling into a deep sleep,

Jungkook roughly tugged on your hair forcing you to look at him while he mounted you, filthy sounds were falling out of your mouth as you felt tears whelming up from the mixed pleasure and pain you were experiencing, Jungkook leaned down and whispered into your ear "Who knew you were such a slut for my cock Y/N" You felt your high nearing you as you felt even more turned on by the wet slaps of skin that echoed throughout, "J-Jungkook I-I'm go-gonna-" Jungkook cut you off "Hm? You gonna cum all over my cock like the dirty little slut you are?" You nodded multiple times, as you shut your eyes feeling your high approaching quickly,

You woke up in a sweat, you were breathing heavily as you felt your panties stick uncomfortably to your folds that were slick with your juices, "Jungkook," You breathed out unintentionally, "Yes Y/N?" Your head snapped over to the voice as you saw Jungkook laying there, brown eyes filled with lust focused on yours, Jungkook pulled you close to him, you could feel his breath on yours as he stared deeply into your eyes before speaking, "You were thinking about me weren't you?"

You knew that you weren't going to get away with lying to him so you just nodded, focusing your gaze anywhere but Jungkook, You can sense him smirking as he grabbed your wrist and placed it on his very prominent bulge, Your eyes grew wide as Jungkook spoke lowly, "Look at what you did to me Y/N, You're going to fix it," Jungkook growled as he smashed his soft buttery lips onto yours, your hands found their way to Jungkook's hair as you lightly tugged at it making him let groan, You felt Jungkook snake his hands towards your shorts before hooking his fingers in the waistband and pulling them down, You let out a whimper as you felt Jungkook rub his clothed cock onto your damp panties, Jungkook took the chance to shove his wet tongue inside your mouth, your warm tongues danced together as you let out little moans from the friction Jungkook was creating from rocking his hips back and forth, Jungkook moved his hands towards your ass and gave it a light smack making you yelp, you could feel him smirk before he broke the kiss, you whined slightly making him slap your ass again this time more rough making you moan out, "You're so fucking hot Y/N" Jungkook whispered in your ear before biting lightly making you mewl in want, You felt Jungkook lightly tug on your panties before looking up at you "Can I?" Jungkook asked face completely flushed, He had a little drool on his pink lips but you didn't mind, "Y-Yes," you responded before pulling him in for another wet kiss,

Jungkook tugged you panties off making you shiver as the cold air hit your dripping core, you felt Jungkook run a finger along your folds making you cry out in pleasure, Jungkook pulled away as he looked at you, his dark brown orbs seemed to hold the entire universe, "God, Y/N you don't know how long I wanted you," He spoke before gently pushing a finger into your core, you let out a choked moan as he started to pump fast adding another finger inside you, you felt complete and utter euphoria as his long digits pumped into dripping your core, the wet squelches were loud as you clenched around his fingers tightly, "You don't know how much I wanted to fuck your drenched pussy the day I saw you touching yourself," You felt yourself growing closer and closer with each word that came from his mouth, "You're mine Y/N" Jungkook snarled as he put his head in the crook of your sensitive neck and started to suck love bites onto your skin making you moaned loudly as your release hit you hard, you started to get extremely sensitive as Jungkook pulled his finger's out of your core as you breathed heavy,

After coming down from your high you grabbed Jungkook's wrist, "I want you," You whispered as he smirked, "You want me?" You blushed hard as you nodded making Jungkook let out a small laugh, "You're so fucking cute," He says blushing "C-Can I take off your shirt?" He asks making you blush also, unable to form any words you nod meekly, Jungkook starts by taking off his own making you marvel at his toned body, running your fingers down his abs he shivers a little bit before pulling his gray sweatpants down, your eyes went wide as you saw his thick member that was confined in his briefs, Jungkook started to gently pull off your t-shirt before unclipping your bra and tugging it off, "God, You're so beautiful," Jungkook breathed out as he pulled you in for a soft kiss, you felt Jungkook lightly nibble on your bottom lip making you whine into his mouth, After pulling away Jungkook started to take off his briefs, His member was beautiful, his tip a light pink, veins that were adorned from the base to the tip, it looked as if it was sculptured by the heavens, Jungkook started to rub the tip along your core gathering your sweet juices, You grabbed his wrist halting his movements, "I-It's been a while since.." You spoke as Jungkook had a warm smile on his face before gently kissing you "I'll take care of you," He responded his gentle voice calming you down,

You felt tears well up in your eyes as he started to push inside your core, you could feel everything, every crevice, every vein, everything, and you loved it, despite the light pain you loved the feeling of Jungkook, Jungkook let out a strangled groan as he bottomed out stopping a moment to let you adjust, "Please move," You begged, that was all he needed before starting a fast pace, his hips snapping as you cried out in pleasure, filthy sounds falling from both of your mouths, the skin slapping filled the entire forest as you felt your high approaching quickly, you were on cloud nine, you started to scream out in pleasure when Jungkook's fingers found their way to your overly sensitive clit rubbing small circles, "J-Jungkook I'm going to c-cum!" You moaned out as Jungkook's thrusts started to get fast and sloppy, the wet smacks from his cock entering and exiting your wet core made you whine loudly, You felt your orgasm come when Jungkook lifted one of your legs and placed it over his shoulder, the new position hitting your sweet spot, you moaned loudly as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, you swore that it was the hardest you ever came in your entire life you started to see stars, "Holy shit! You just squirted Y/N!" But you could barely hear Jungkook as you started to get overstimulated, you adored the feeling of Jungkook roughly pumping his member inside your sensitive core, "A-Ah Y/N I-I'm gonna cum" Jungkook groaned out before pulling himself out and spilling white ribbons of his seed onto your stomach,

Jungkook collapsed next to you breathing heavy a light sheet of sweat covering both of you, "C-Can I cuddle you?" Jungkook asks as you turn your head towards him, you smile gently as you see the deep blush that painted his face, Who knew Jeon Jungkook was soft, "Sure," You murmured as Jungkook wrapping his arms around your body the skin on skin contact making you blush,

Maybe this little camping trip won't be a complete drag after all

#jeon jungkook #jungkook smut #smut #jeon jungkook smut #bts smut #jungkook x reader #bts imagines #bts army

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Welcome Home.

A/N: So I accidentally wrote this fic in discord while talking with @captainrexisboo and thought I’d post it here as well!! I know that the timeline is off with Kix, but I don’t care. Its my fic and I get to decide what the rules are lmao. Anyways, this is what I think would happen if Kix and Rex met in the rebellion. I hope you enjoy! (Also wow. Two fics in two days look at me go after like a month of not posting anything)

Length: ~1800

Warnings. ANGST. Feeling hopeless. Self loathing. Very much a hurt/comfort thing.

It had been three months since Kix had been woken up. The Empire now raged across the galaxy and Kix’s newfound reality now raged throughout his mind, never giving him a moment of rest.

After three months of being trapped in a tiny ship, the rebellion had decided that Kix was to be brought to the base on Yavin 4. For what, he had no idea, but now that he’s here, he thought it best not to dwell on what awaits him once he reaches his destination within the main building.

Walking down the halls, he feels a sense of dread at having stares thrown his way by those who remember the clone wars. All of them are older now. All of them know what he did.

The rebel scavenger who found him keeps leading him deeper into the base until they stop in front of the door leading to General Syndulla's quarters. He had been told that this would be who he was being brought to.

The door whooshes open to reveal Hera, a soft smile gracing her features. "Trooper?"

"Yes general?"

"Follow me.”

Hera looks to the man who had been escorting Kix. "You are dismissed Private."

With that, she turns, leading him through even more dimly lit hallways, not speaking a word but still keeping a smile on her features.

They walk like that for a while, Kix having no idea as to where he is being taken. "Do they want to question me? Torture me for information? Make me go undercover for them in the Empire? What use could I be to them?"

Finally, as they round a corner, his curiosity gets the better of him. "General?"

Hera stops in front of a large door. "Yes?”

"Forgive me, but… where are we going? What do you all want from me? I'm no use to anyone anymore."

Hera smiles and gestures to the door, laying her hand on the panel to open it. She chuckles, placing her other hand on the shoulder of the man in front of her. "All of your questions will be answered Trooper. I promise. But there was someone who wanted to see you first." She presses a button and the door quickly opens, revealing a large room with a briefing table lit up in the center.

Kix steps inside, looking around and seeing that it’s empty, all except for one person who hurriedly stands from the chair he was just occupying. He is worrying something in his hand but does not move toward Kix.

"I'll leave you two to catch up," Hera says, closing the door as she turns away.

Kix looks back at the man, now studying his features. He has deep brown eyes like Kix does and the same general face shape. He's older, bald and sporting a fluffy white beard that covers his face, almost mirroring the one that Kix had grown against his will after all these years. Only, as he looks closer, he can see that it just covers a small scar that runs over the man’s chin.

Suddenly, his heart drops to his feet. No. This isn't possible. He was the only clone left who wasn't being used by the Empire. He was the only one left who truly knew what had happened. This can’t be real.

"Rex?" His voice squeaks out in a barely audible whisper as tears threaten to fall from his eyes.

This has to be a trick. He had already shed his tears, had already mourned all of the lives that he had failed to save. He had already come to terms with his new hopeless reality. This couldn't be real. What would he do if it was?

What would he do if it wasn't?

If he allowed himself to believe that the man in front of him was really Rex, but it was just another lie he was being fed by the cruel mistress of fate, it would break him. He could not handle having his spirit broken once more when he had only just begun piecing it back together after so much time being broken.

No. He would not allow himself to be tricked like this. He attempted to stomp out the small spark of hope that seeing this man had ignited within him. He would no longer be a pawn, an entertainment for those who gained joy from the suffering of others. He couldn't do it again. Not again.

The man sharply took in a breath at the utterance of the name from Kix's lips and took a small step forward, his hands stopping their movement in front of him. "Kix," he breaths out. His shoulders sag, the tension he was previously holding disappearing as if he had just taken his first breath of peace after escaping a never-ending journey of despair.

He walked forward, quickening his pace with each step. Kix flinched away, taking two steps back and moving his hand to his hip to grab at a blaster that was not there.

The man stopped, a questioning pain coming across his features. "Kix?" His voice cracks as he says the name. Almost as if it hurts to say.

"Don't," Kix snaps out with as much force as he can muster. He feels the tears as they begin cascading down his face. Flowing without any end in sight as Kix's damn keeping them in place shatters at hearing his name from an all too familiar memory. "I won't be tricked by this. Not again."

"Kix..." The man takes two steps forward, gesturing between the two of them. "It's me. It's Rex. Your Captain."

"No!" Kix steps back again, shaking his head as he tries to put as much distance between himself and the ghost in front of him as possible. "My Captain, my brother, is dead. All of my brothers are dead." His breathing begins to speed up and his heart breaks as he spits his venom at the image of the man he once trusted more than anyone else in the universe. "My brothers are dead," he quietly chokes out. "And it's all my fault."

The man stares at him, his eyes tearing up and his heart aching at hearing Kix's words.

"It's all my fault," he chokes out again. "If I had been faster - if I had been good enough- none of this, the Empire, the Jedi, the death; none of it would have ever happened." He drops to his knees, holding his head in his hands as his tears continue to pool onto the cold stone floor. "I failed you Captain. I failed Fives. I failed Jesse.” A piercing sob tore through him. “All of this happened because of me."

There is no movement, not a single sound echoing throughout the room except the strangled cries of the still young man. And with each passing second, he can feel his resolve crumbling, until it has completely disappeared.

He sniffles, his tears still not slowing as they fall from his face onto the floor. "I don't care if your real or not... I wish that you were though.” He pauses. “Just... Just so I can tell Rex that I'm sorry. I'm- I'm so sorry for letting you down. For causing so much pain." He clenches his fists, feeling his nails dig into his palms until he feels them cut into his hand and draw blood. "For killing so many of our brothers."

For a moment, neither man moves, both keeping their eyes trained on the floor until the sound of boots echo throughout the room, accompanying the lonesome sobs of a defeated young man. They stop in front of Kix and squeak as the man who wears them kneels down to Kix's level.

He gently places his hand on Kix's shoulder, briefly stopping when Kix flinches away before letting his hand travel to the back of Kix's neck. He leans forward, guiding Kix toward him until their foreheads touch. "It's not your fault Kix."

Kix slowly draws himself back, looking up at the man with red eyes and a tear-stained face, finding a pained stare looking back at him. He searches the eyes of the older man, seeing nothing but kindness and sincerity in his gaze. "Rex?" His broken voice comes out as a whimper, only loud enough for the man in front of him to just barely hear it.

The man nods, a small smile coming across his face, conflicting with the tear-stained cheeks it moves with. "It's me, vod. It's me."

"Rex!" Kix cries out as he lunges forward, tightly wrapping his arms around Rex and pulling him as close as he can, feeling Rex do the same thing. Sobbing into his shoulder as his walls come crashing down and the small spark of hope he failed to extinguish ignites the long dormant fire within him once again. "I'm so sorry, vod. I tried. I tried so hard to make everything right. I tried so hard to save all of you." His tears have already made a wet spot on Rex's shirt and his breath comes out in huffs as he breaks down in his brother’s arms. "I'm so sorry Rex. I'm so sorry."

Rex tightly squeezes his brother, not ever wanting to let him go. "No, Kix. You have nothing to be sorry for." His own tears return, falling onto Kix's back as the other continues sobbing into his shoulder. "You did everything you could and you would have made it if I had just listened to Fives sooner." The younger man shakes as his cries continue and Rex begins to rub small, soothing circles on his back, rocking them back and forth where they are curled up on the floor. "It's not your fault. It's not your fault. It's not your fault." He whispers the phrase, over and over and over, until Kix stops shaking and his breathing has evened out against his shoulder.

Pulling back, Rex smiles as he is finally given a moment to look over the face of his little brother after so many years. His eyes are red and puffy, and there are tears that make his cheeks shine, but it is Kix. The same brave, kind Kix that he once knew. "I see you've copied my beard," he joked, reaching his hand up to stroke at the hair on his face.

Kix laughs, wiping at his nose as he takes a deep breath to try and calm down. "Believe me, it will be the first thing to go once I get my hands on a razor."

Rex chuckles, bringing his hand up to cup the back of Kix's neck and guide him forward until their foreheads are touching once again.

Kix closes his eyes, taking in a deep breath. "I missed you vod. It's- It's been so long--" His words are cut short by Rex dragging him into a tight hug, fisting the fabric of Kix's shirt so tight that his knuckles turn white.

He takes a deep breath, grabbing onto Rex's shirt in the same way, never wanting to let go.

"Welcome home, vod," he hears in his ear. "Welcome home."

#captain rex #clone trooper kix #fix it?#kind of?#i mean the empire is still around so that sucks #angst #welcome home #my writing #pro speaks

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