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maibi · 3 years

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The Past Never Forgets

Pt. 1

Dabi x reader

Warnings: killing, cursing

Summary: as a cast out by society you find your way to the League of Villains. Your family that had given up on searching for you after you ran away , but after 5 years, in some mysterious way, they found your hide-out.

A/n: I got the quirk idea from someone else bc my brain isn’t working with me. They have a lot of other fan made quirks I will put the link right here, you can check it out!! ( https://www.wattpad.com/672985786-my-fan-quirks-venom )

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Life wasn’t really something that had been going great for you. In fact your life had been pretty shit. You were an outcast, hated by society, hated by your own family. All because of your unbearable quirk. You had no place to feel safe and no place to call home. Your family made sure you never used your quirk because it could cause deaths among your loved ones. Your childhood was ruined all because of the image they wanted to hold as a family. they put their desires of fame above your well-being and you saw only one option to change that. And that was by running away. The only thing you had been taught was to hate what you used to love, you were basically emotionless.

As a teenager of 16 years old you decided to run away from home. You never got treated right and you were seen as a death-threat. You yourself didn’t see any problems with your quirk, but your family had other opinions about that. There were rules for you, and only you. None of your siblings had any of these rules, because their quirks were hero-like and yours was villain-like. If you used your quirk without permission you would be left in a dark room with no food for a whole day. They would call this discipline, but in reality this was child abuse. The only person caring about you was your grandma, but after she passed away you had no reason to stay in that house.

Your family tried searching for you, but gave up quickly when they realized life would be much better without you around. You quickly realized that life would also be much better without them. You had blamed yourself for your quirk. For all those years in that place that was a so called home, you had believed that your quirk was a threat to society. That if you made the wrong moves they would take a hold of your life. But after running away, and finding people that adored you for your quirk, it made you realize what a real family was. And you realized that your quirk was more than just a threat to society, it was something that belonged to you and only you.

You were the holder of the Venom quirk.

For 5 years you wandered around, going from city to city and doing about anything to provide yourself some food and a place to sleep. You never stayed put, that wasn’t your way of going. You went from place to place, exploring different streets from every city and making yourself known within the “villain community”. It wasn’t every day people got to see a venom quirk in action, so they were all curious enough to let you stay with them.

One day, before you had settled down, you were wandering around a new city, chewing on some stolen buns, you walked in a side street, hidden from the citizens. You saw blue flames and it struck to you. You had always liked the color blue, it was a pretty color compared to your dark purple venom, you didn’t like the color purple after all. You had watched the holder of the blue flames do his thing on a person who was trying his hardest to escape. He was unable to let out a sound as the blue flame man was keeping his hands strongly around his throat.

You were interested in this person, not because he was probably a villain, but mainly because you thought his quirk was cool. Oh yeah, and of course because of the color blue. You wanted to know who’s quirk would be stronger. You were curious, so you budged in, not caring about what would happen. You threw your bun on the ground.

“I mean, that’s pretty kinky”, you said.

his hand shot in your direction, but you were quick to react. Before his flames could hit you, you had made an X motion with your arms, letting out your venom in a shield form, protecting you from the burning flames. If there was one thing you had learned from wandering on your own, it were quick reflexes. you felt that his flames were powerful, but you knew for a fact that he didn’t use all of his strength.

“You got some good reflexes”, he said continuing to strangle the small dude.

“You seem... interested in that kind of stuff”, you said, pointing at his hands around the man’s throat.

“well what can I say, it’s tempting sometimes”, he said with a smirk. “I mean you can join in if you’d like that.”

He dropped the man and watched him crawl his way in the other direction. “That’s your prey, you sure you wanna just let him escape?”, you curiously asked, smirking back at him.

“He can’t go far, the next person will get him”, he said as he properly turned around and leaned against the stone cold wall. You couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of him actually freezing against the cold wall right now. “Now tell me, what brings you to this side of the city?”

“I saw blue flames and I like the color blue”, you shrugged, placing your hands in your pockets. “Nothing more.”

He walked closer to you, examining you from head to toe with his eyes. You let him, because in the end what did you have to lose? If he wanted to kill you, he would have probably already tried to do that. But he was just looking at you, probably trying to figure out how your quirk was supposed to work.

“You saw blue flames and you like the color blue”, he silently repeated your sentence. His eyes stopped trailing down your body when he connected eyes with you. “Do you have any clue as to who I am?”

“Not the slightest”, you answered, breaking the eye contact first by walking past him to the direction the person that was a victim of his blue flames. He was gone, with only a splash of blood and a limb on the ground. You smiled to yourself. He had not survived just like flame boy said.

This could get interesting. You had thought to yourself.

“What exactly is it that you do around here”, he asked while walking behind you. “Never saw you around here. You new?”

“You could say that”, you answered. But left out the fact that you were only new to the city and not to the whole “villain” thing, because giving away your life wasn’t really your plan yet.

“What about you? I never heard of you”, you said.

“My name is quite known here”, he smirked, walking closer to you. “The name is Dabi.”

“Nice to meet you infamous Dabi”, you said as you inched closer too, showing him you were by no means intimidated by him. “I look forward to hearing and seeing you more often.”

After that you had made yourself known in the new city you visited, the city were you had met Dabi, the so called famous villain. You did hear a lot about him, making him a lot more interesting. There were many encounters between the two of you and he had tried to convince you to join his little group of friends called the League of Villains. You liked to work independent, so you kindly rejected his offer.

But it wasn’t after a very fierce battle that Dabi had been heavily injured. You wouldn’t consider yourselves friends at that time, but you were close enough to not let him die. You hadn’t received from him what you had wanted. So you brought him to his hide-out, where the other members of the League were.

The time you had spent there as just “a visitor”, had turned into you wanting to have more fun so you decided to join, without a plan. You were still allowed to move on your own so you didn’t see that much of a problem. They weren’t people with rules, or whatever. You lived freely, and you were happy about that.

You had made that place your home. Things that started off as a joke, turned into things that were important to you. These people were the people that didn’t fear you, but were happy to battle with you. These people wanted to get stronger for their own sake and didn’t live up to the will of other’s. Even if they looked like emotionless people, they cared about each other. And that was a place you liked to call home.

that all lead to the present. You were sitting with Dabi at the edge of high building, thinking about some random plan Shigaraki had made you think about. It wasn’t even necessary, he just needed a back-up plan.

“We’re not really gonna write this down are we?”, you asked as you held a piece of paper and a pen in your hands. “Shigaraki has to be kidding if he really wants a back-up plan for this one. I’m 99% sure we’re winning this one.” You slowly watched your venom eat up the paper as you threw the pen off of the building.

Shigaraki had planned to attack UA, you didn’t really care about UA, but because Shigaraki had let you do just about anything while being with them you didn’t mind helping him out. “We can never go wrong with a back-up plan, you know.”

“But I mean, he has been planning for over a month now. How wrong can stuff go? Worst case scenario is that we retreat. They can’t possibly be this cautious beforehand?”

“Oh, you don’t know UA. They do just about anything to keep school grounds safe. They have everything ready for literally the worst case scenario”, Dabi said.

“But everything has been planned out, we literally searched for every possible thing that could go wrong and we found a solution for that. I really don’t think we need this. Besides, since when does Shigaraki want back-up plans, he never did-”, your head shot up in realization and you slapped dabi across his chest as you lightly gasped. “You little shit. Shigaraki didn’t ask us to make a back-up plan! Why did you bring me here then?!”

“Ding ding ding, someone caught on”, he said as he slowly rose to his feet.

“But why!”, you asked as you also stood up.

“To protect you”, he said smugly.

“To protect me?”, you said questionably. “And why would you do that? I survived on my own for 5 years on the street, I think I can handle some high school children.”

He came closer to you and kissed your lips for only a second. He did this often, it’s not like it was the first time he did it, but it always left you a little flustered. It was not everyday you had received any form of affection, so it was all new to you. You two weren’t in a “relationship”, but it sure was something along those lines. Whenever he’d kiss you, your so called superiority went down a little only because you did not know how to act. But you never let yourself get trampled over.

“Dabi I’m serious here, why did you take me here. If Shigaraki is fighting some people right now we should at least help him. Your own feelings shouldn’t come first place when it’s such a dangerous thing. I can care for my own, so let’s go help Shigaraki. He helped us out too many times to leave him alone there”, you said in a strict tone, showing him that you were by no means playing. “Besides I haven’t thrown a good punch in a while, I need this.”

“It was him that told me to bring you here, tho I would have even if he didn’t ask me to”, he said. “Your family found your occupation. Not the real hide-out, but you know the one where we-”

You slapped a hand on his lips, making sure he didn’t continue that sentence. Your face was flushed and his lips turned into a smirk. You didn’t like it when openly talked about your intimate relationship. He knew exactly how to fluster you, but right now wasn’t really the best moment to do so.

You looked at the ground, eyebrows furrowed. Your family really had the audacity to come search for you now? It felt like bullshit to you. You looked at Dabi and straightened your posture. “All the more reasons for me to head over and take a look.”

#dabi imagine #dabi #dabi todoroki #dabi mha #dabi smut #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #bnha #mha #mha dabi #dabi angst #dabi fanfic

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pwnyta · 2 years

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I suppose I’ve worded my post kind of shitty lol… what I was trying to say is that I started to dislike Tsuna BECAUSE he wasn’t changing. I mean, I remember hating both Gokudera and Hibari, but as an adult I can actually see that they have personality beyond their initial quirks! I like that Gokudera is so loyal (previously it seemed clingy and annoying) and while he have his bad moments, in general it’s really nice to see someone so sincerely dedicated and adoring towards mc (I’ve also discovered my love for the best girl Haru lol, but Kyoko is kind of a flop for me…).

And as for Hibari I’ve realized that he is more than “sexy and violent psycho”, there moments in the anime that sincerely show him as a fucking troll and I love it. I remember liking TYL!Hibari and disliking normal Hibari, but honestly now I like him both. He also have pretty interesting relationships with Tsuna and his gang (well, mainly with Tsuna).

And the same goes for a lot of characters - I remember really disliking them and feeling that they don’t exist outside of their quirks, while Tsuna was very basic and down to earth person who I was able to relate to. The problem is that AFTER I’ve rewatched the show I’ve realized that all of those characters I’ve disliked with burning passion are… cool? Fun? Not as one-dimensional as I remember them to be? That’s the problem that I have now.

Before this Tsuna was the character I’ve related to the most, but bc I’ve aged a lot since the first time I’ve watched the show the fact that he doesn’t change AT ALL rubs me the wrong way. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t expect him to be hella deep (majority of characters are not deep and that’s fine) but then again, bc of the new perspective I have for a lot of characters and bc I now recognize how much they’ve changed/grown from the beginning of the series, Tsuna seems pretty… underwhelming, I guess? I was fond of him for at least 8 years before I’ve decided to rewatch the show, so I suppose I’ve had my expectations very high.

In general I do appreciate the fact that he is basically the only straight man in the company of looneys, and at times I still feel bad about it, but in the very end all of his character progression is dumped into his hyper mode (idk if this how it’s called in English, but I hope you get what I mean), which is, well… there is a reason why some people shipped normal Tsuna and the hyper mode Tsuna, the latter feels like a completely different character lol

I think one of the reasons I am so salty is because KHR was super important to me when I was growing up (as I said I was around 11-12 when I’ve started watching and I’ve been following the series for years after that) and the fact that MC that I liked so much NOW feels pretty… hollow? Basic? Underwhelming? It’s really hard to find a right word… well, that makes me feel like I was believing in something that wasn’t true. In all honesty fanfiction might be partially to blame, bc I’ve indulged in it after the end of the anime and manga (and BAMF or OP Tsuna was extremely popular/wide-spread way to write him in my side of the fandom), but honestly, I don’t really think that THIS is to blame? I knew full well that I read super OOC fics about my fav character, I was able to tell the difference between canon and head canon.

Anyway… what I am trying to say is that after rewatch I was disappointed to find out that my fav boy was pretty meh while characters I disliked were pretty fun… I think might also know this feeling.

Well, all of this aside, I was wondering if you were shipping anyone in KHR? If you did, I would like to hear more about it!

No not at all! I get what you were saying I think I just feel strongly about the people sort of brush aside 'good/nice characters'. I think Tsuna has enough to offer as a character to hold up, I think his complete dissatisfaction with his roll in the story is pretty funny and maybe he just works well with other characters- like him being weirded out by Gokuderas weird dedication or Yamamotos inability to see whats really happening despite everything thats happening.

HELL YEAH Haru Best girl (I liked Kyoko tho... she was cute but unlike Tsuna didnt get much else but being there to be cute)

Yeah Hibari can walk the line of kind of a boring edgelord but he has some great moments and quirks like being super sweet to his bird and as a Yamamoto stan I have to appreciate his respect for my idiot boy.

You know I havent read KHR in a long time so maybe my opinion would change as well though Im never one to find characters relatable and I rarely ever pay too much attention to MCs so... like LMAO you might actually have way more of point than I can imagine. Even thinking about it now all my favorite Tsuna moments are more him reacting to others shenanigans (Like Gokudera trying to give him flowers in the hospital but he got run over on his way so the white roses turned red... fucking iconic.)

So I guess his the straight man roll is what I enjoyed about him so maybe I wouldnt be as effected?

Its sad to hear that youre disappointed by it in the end after a rewatch, honestly thats the reason I havent rewatched Gundam Wing... I fucking LOVED Gundam Wing in like... maybe middle school? When it was still airing on Toonami... and Im so scared to rewatch it because all the positive feelings of memories I have for it. What youre going through is what I fear...

But at least you gained a new appreciation for the other characters! Peoples tastes change there really aint nothing wrong with that... it doesnt mean you were wrong.

LMAO Im the same person Ive been my entire life when it comes to shipping... I have my favorite character (Yamamoto in this case) and I ship him with everyone. Incidentally one of my favorite Yama ships was with Tsuna. I always loved Tsunas care for him ever since first chapter when Yama almost killed himself after like breaking his arm or something... Tsuna was always trying to protect him from the mafia life Yama didnt understand but always really ended up getting saved by Yama instead. Tsunas reaction to seeing Yama in the hospital after Kaoru almost killed him is the most vivid memory I have of the series. My little Yamamoto stan heart couldnt handle it... even to this day. SHOOK.

Also I loved Kaoru/Yama as well... Yama going so far out of his way to make Kaoru feel more comfortable playing in front of people... and then Kaorus desperation to keep his familys secret and attacking Yama... and then he was so guilt ridden he sort of accepted his death but Yama came and saved him and forgave him, completely understanding and accepting... UNDERAPPRECIATED!

Besides shipping Yama with everyone I really like Hibari/Ryohei together, (older) Lambo/Ipin (I actually despise baby Lambo but his two other forms are funny ->mega hot), Those two other mafia babies whos names I dont remember anymore combat baby/goggles baby, and despite me not liking Gokudera Tsuna/Goku was cute too... really I could only tolerate Gokudera when he was with Tsuna.

Also those two guys! Dog boy/Hat boy.... They were always together and went through so much. Similarly to Gokudera I only really appreciated Black Butler guy when he was with his boys but otherwise found him kind of annoying... I never really appreciate characters like him even now.

There was some others too but I dont have a clear enough memory of the series to remember them at this point LMAO.

My memory of the series when it involved Yamamoto vs my memory of the series when Yamamoto isnt involved... theres a pretty striking difference lmao.

#Dear Nonny.

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lightns881 · 2 years

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why do george's eyes glow white? it was a little quirk in his powers that i noticed and i thought it was interesting. ngl it kinda reminds me of scarlet witch also is that the only part of him that glows when he uses his powers? bc for some reason i imagined him turning into a human glowstick lmao

i noticed that a lot of people were asking about powers and such, but their power levels don't seem that prevalent to the plot so far, it's mainly focused on the discrimination. so what i'm wondering is: are there going to be any scenes/fights that showcase the full extent of their powers? bc i can't really see that happening (since obviously their main 'villain' is some regular politician), but that'd be pretty cool imo. also if it were to happen, who would the scene/fight include?

i'm sure you're tired of all the superpower questions (talking abt superpowers is fun, also your world is so well-developed it's impossible to not be curious), but which class/type is the weakest? i'm assuming it's bio-e, but i could be wrong.

are you going to provide more insight on the way their society behaves around EMs? bc so far it's mostly just been mentioned and i'd love to have a scene where we get to see the civilian standpoint.

do you have any personal little headcanons for each character? if so, what are they?

you said you were heavily inspired by x-men comics, so i gotta know, which mutant is george most similar to in terms of personality and/or powers and abilities? personally, i think it's scarlet witch for personality and professor x for powers, but i'd like to know your opinion.

who's your favorite fictional superhero?

where did EMs come from?

hypothetically, if george had the most stable mind in existance, would his powers be technically limitless? bc you said the only thing holding him back was his faulty mind. so theoretically, if he went to a shit ton of therapy, then he could potentially warp reality and become omnipotent (according to the superpower wiki). i just have a special love for OP characters *cough* jean grey *cough*, even if they kinda ruin the plot sometimes lmao

LMAOOO the turning into a human glowstick would've looked kind of cool ngl, the founder of AGE, Wendy, actually kind of had the ability to do that as a really powerful Photomental :]

It doesn't surprise me to see most interest in the powers aspect and I definitely don't find it annoying since they're pretty fun to depict! I do focus a lot more on the social justice aspect because it's the most interesting to me though haha, powers are like just the cherry at the top. And yes--kind of, at least. Idk if it'll be the "full extent" of their powers, but it'll be them using their powers at a really big scale. I'm actually super excited for that scene omg never written anything like it! I can't reveal who will be there, but let's just say the like last 25% of the story just RAMPS UP with the power depiction of almost everyone.

I agree with that assumption, I would also say Bio-E's are the weaker EMs, and it's interesting because that's why they're most accepted by the overall population--for example, I think I remember writing it, but Dream's parents wanted him to pretend to be a civie since Bio-E's can pass off as not being EMs much easier. It was a similar situation with Techno's parents. Theres definitely a huge privilege in EMs who can "pass off" as normal people. The less you are able to do that, the less tolerated you are in society. I think I've made small references, but for example, there's a homeless father and daughter that George sees sleeping in the streets when Wilbur is walking with him and the detail about her little rabbit ears was meant to allude to the fact hybrids are so discriminated against in this society that they're often the ones who take the fall first. While Psychics are very much feared for their abilities, hybrids aren't as feared in terms of power-level but because they have qualities that obviously separate them from the general society, they're the most publicly mistreated and have a hard time acquiring basic needs like jobs, shelters, etc. because of how they look. When I came up with the scene, I envisioned the father as a a civie but his daughter born a hybrid and while he had the chance to abandon her to avoid struggling like a lot of parents do, he chose to stay and they're now struggling to meet their basic needs. If I remember correctly, there's going to be more allusions to that in Elysium too.

There won't be more civie perspectives/interactions than what there was in AL, imo. There are small references and moments and such when they're relevant to the plot, but if anything, Elysium is actually much more focused on the relationship between regular EMs and Metas. There are now civie characters with bigger roles in the story that I can remember.

Someone on Twitter made fan art for Elysium and in one of the sketches, there was this theory that there was Quackity feathers in George's hair and it is now fully canon in my heart!

Ooooh I love this question! I agree with the Scarlett Witch comparison, I also just realized I took a lot of her whole powers-mind conflict (from the X-men Evolution series at least) and subconsciously projected onto George haha. Seeing as I most thought of Jean when I was brainstorming his powers, I'd say her, but Professor X is a good contender too!

Raven is hands down my all-time favorite superhero. George has DEFINITELY gotten a lot of qualities that were inspired by her. Beast Boy is my second! (now that I think about it the dnf dynamic is sorta similar to how I used to write my bbrae fics lmaooo, I definitely have a type for ships)

Oh man OP characters are bomb, but I most love them when they're most batshit insane with no morals and stuff--like chaotic evil is my favorite vibe for OP characters. Theoretically? Probably. Therapy has its limits lmao so I can't say it would happen with therapy, but if there was a human in the world who's mind was so stable it could essentially be compared to a robot in that they make the logically "perfect" decisions from the get-go, have enough control over their emotions they don't "take over" (no getting super excited or sad or angry or anything, just default settings with emotions ig), and had other attributes that would push them further away from what we consider human (intuition, creativity and, ironically, that includes empathy, etc.), then yes, I think an omnipotent Psychic with such abilities would be possible, but at that point, do we still consider them just an EM or are they just a god?

#aethers legacy #elysium #extramundane #AMA

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justauthoring · 4 years

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Twist of Events [H.S.]

Request: Frat boy Harry likes a shy girl, but is mean to her at parties bc he’s keeping up his popularity and fuck boy / frat boy status, but eventually he realizes he’s being stupid and gets all sweet and soft with her ❤️

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader Word Count: 3,212 Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Notes: I will be writing a second part to “Just A Fantasy” but I really needed to get this out of my system. So, enjoy.

“So...”

Quirking a brow at the sound of your best friend, you tilt your head up curiously as she leans against the frame of your open door, arms crossed over her chest. There’s a mischievous grin on her face and instantly, the thought that something’s up crosses your mind.

But, you give her the benefit of the doubt.

“So,” you repeat, shutting your textbook and pushing it off your lap onto your bed. “What’s up?”

She hesitates a moment, as if nervous and your suspicion raises considerably. Your best friend is never one to hesitate, especially when it comes to you. She usually doesn’t even asks when she wants something, which means whatever she does want directly involves you. And those scenarios never really end well; for you at least.

“There’s a party tonight...--”

Ah. It clicked.

“Okay,” you shrug, “I’d just finished up my homework anyways so I can... Why are you wincing?”

“It’s at you-know-who’s place...”

Harry’s. You most certainly do not like Harry.

“Well, have fun then.”

Your best friends shoulders instantly fall and she runs over to you, collapsing onto your bed in defeat. “Come on, Y/N! Please!” She begs, her voice sickly sweet as she pouts up at you. “You never leave your room anymore and I miss you!”

“If you miss me,” you say simply, pointing a finger at her, “we can just go out you and I.”

“But I wanna go to a party!”

“And I don’t one to go to one of his.”

She huffs. “You’ve been to party’s where he’s been there before. Why is it such a big deal?”

“Because,” you start slowly, shaking your head. “It’s his party, this time. I’ll be surrounded by everything that is... him. There’ll be no escaping him. And I do not want to see him.”

Never failing her pout, your best friend sighs. “I get that he can be particularly mean--”

“More like cruel.” You correct, “it’s like he gets joy out of torturing me.”

She pauses, her head probably spinning a mile per minute to see how she can convince you to come. You simply watch, moving to grab your phone to entertain yourself. It clearly was going to be a boring night, so maybe you could start watching a new show or something.

“I won’t leave your side.”

You laugh, “you say that every time. And then somehow, you’re always in Niall’s arms by the end of the night.”

“He’s cute!” You friend defends, her lips parting at your sly comment and smirk.

“I can tell.”

“Please, Y/N,” she begs, her voice pleading as she blinks up at you through her lashes. “I need to get drunk, you need to get drunk, and I know you’ve been dying to wear that dress you impulsively bought a month ago. You never go out, so tonight’s the perfect excuse to wear it.”

You frown, your eyes instinctively glancing at your closet where the dress hangs proudly, begging to be worn.

“I can see you’re thinking about it!” Your friend grins wide, teeth shining as she blinks innocently at you, eyes twinkling.

“I don’t like going out.”

“You’ll have fun.”

“I’m socially awkward.”

“Once you’re drunk, you’ll be fine.”

“We leave the minute my torture inevitably begins.”

“Yay!” Almost instantly, she’s on her feet, engulfing you in a tight hug. She pulls you up to your own feet along the way, jostling you around as she squeals excitedly in your arms. “I promise you you’ll have fun tonight,” she gushes, pulling back from the hug. “Now, we have to start getting ready. I’ll help you with your makeup.”

“I don’t need makeup.”

“Just sit down.”

You were not having fun.

Jenny left you the second the familiar head of a certain blonde head appeared and from your spot against the wall, you could see the two of them grinding against each other on the dance floor. Leaving you utterly and completely alone.

Your dress felt definitely far too short and you were constantly tugging it downwards. You’d failed to get drunk, mainly because you didn’t really want to, but without alcohol in your system, you most definitely did not have the courage to go up and talk to anyone. It’s why you didn’t do parties. You were too socially inept for them, and didn’t really know anyone besides Jenny.

No one really knew you existed.

Well, that wasn’t entirely true. Somehow, in your world of being incredibly quiet and never really saying much, you’d manage to catch the attention of one Harry Styles. You’re not exactly sure how, but the arguably most popular guy at your school seemed to not find you invisible.

However, the attention was anything but good.

You were terrified of running into him. The guy oozed confidence and cockiness and you always felt incredibly small when stood in front of him. He made you feel, for lack of a better word, like a loser. And without the confidence alcohol provided or the support of your best friend, you knew running into him would be the absolute worst thing that could happen to you.

So, that’s probably why you did.

You were wandering around aimlessly, trying to find a bathroom, when a shoulder bumped into your own aggressively. The force of it sent you stumbling back a few steps and if it hadn’t been for the narrow hall and the wall behind you, you’re sure you would’ve ended up falling into someone. You mentally thanked the wall for saving you from further embarrassment.

When you turn, it’s obviously Harry who’d bumped into you and you’re not surprised by the scowl that settles itself on his lips as he takes you in. Though, you also don’t miss the way his eyes seem to drift across your entire self, from feet to your eyes before the scowl settles and it irks you as odd but you don’t really comment on it.

“I don’t remember inviting you.”

Biting your lip, you swallow thickly; “i’m sure you don’t remember inviting a lot of people here.”

“But I specifically didn’t invite you.”

Huffing, you try to ignore the way you feel like curling into yourself at his heavy gaze and square your shoulders for mock confidence. “Whatever, Harry. I just need the bathroom and then i’ll be on my way.”

He falters, even if just slightly, and his lips part but before he can say anything another figure ends up running right into you. This time, it’s the full force of something crashing into you and the uncomfortable feeling of something cold cascading down the front of your dress, causing you to shiver in response. Your lips part as the girl who’d walked into you backs up, revealing the now bright right stain on your brand-new white dress you’d been so excited to wear.

Not to mention, your black bra that starts to peek underneath as your dress soaks.

Instantly, your hands move to cover your chest, letting out a shrill cry of “what the hell” as the girl laughs, falling comfortably next to Harry’s side.

You should’ve known he’d have something to do with this.

Cheeks flushed a bright red, you stumble back, desperate to get away. You felt like a complete idiot and cursed yourself for letting Jenny convince you to come when you knew all along it’d only end in your embarrassment. Normally, it was just Harry talking down to you, making you feel as worthless as you knew you were. But tonight it was an entirely different level of embarrassment and your feet are carrying you faster then you’re even thinking and somehow, you’re not really sure, you manage to find yourself in a bathroom.

You lock the door shut behind you, leaning against the counter with huff as you feel your eyes burn in embarrassment.

Stop crying. Stop... don’t cry. That means they’ve won.

But you know they already have.

Wiping harshly at your cheeks, you don’t dare to glance at yourself in the reflection of the mirror, moving to grab your phone and text Jenny. You’d hope she’d answer and grab your sweater she’d force you to leave in her car and then maybe, you’d convince her to let you leave if she saw the state you were in.

But, as you instinctively move to grab your purse from your purse, you realize, your purse isn’t there.

Panic settling, you glance around at the floor of the bathroom, trying to see if you’d dropped it somewhere along the way in a flurry of embarrassment. But it’s no where to be seen. With a sigh of defeat, as more tears well in your eyes, you realize you must’ve dropped it somewhere along the way. Now, you couldn’t just go home and you’d have to go searching for your phone, wallet and everything else valuable in your stained and see-through brand new dress.

A known pulls you out of your thoughts.

“It’s occupied!”

“It’s, uh... It’s Harry,” Your brows furrow, body stilling as your eyes slowly slide over to the bathroom door, your chest tightening in worry. “I... I have your purse, You dropped it, um, when that girl bumped--”

You pull the door open, cowering behind the door as you reach your hand out expectantly, waiting for Harry to give it to you. He just stares at you.

“You brought it all the way here,” you mumble, sniffling despite yourself. “Are you really going to continue--”

“Here, here,” he drops the strap of the purse in your hand and with that, you move to shut the door. But Harry steps forward, pressing his hand against the door, effectively stopping you. You blink, brows furrowing as you turn to him in disbelief.

“Listen, as much as i’d love to hear you insult me more, i’m really not in the mood right now, Harry. And i’d really just like to go home which is exactly what you wanted anyways, so can you just--”

“Are you okay?”

Okay, what?

Harry scrambles to continue, shaking his head as he uses your surprise to walk into the bathroom completely and shut it behind you. You’re too shocked to even try and cover yourself. “I didn’t know she was going to do that, honest. And, I... I would’ve stopped her if I had.”

“Cause you’re the only one whose allowed to humiliate me?”

“What?” He blinks, voice sharp. “No, no, it’s just... I don’t know, I feel like that was worse, somehow... And i’m just sorry.”

“You humiliate me fine on your own, Harry. No need to worry about that.”

“No, that’s not what i’m trying to say.” You blink as Harry lets out a huff of frustration, running his hands over his face. Your tears are left forgotten, staining on your cheeks as you blink up at the boy in absolute bewilderment.

Where had this sudden change of heart come from?

“I’m not trying to-to embarrass you or-or make sure i’m the best at it-- whatever, that doesn’t matter.” He pauses, turning to you with the softest, gentlest expression you’ve ever seen on the boy; let alone just towards you. And it shocks you completely and so deeply that you’re not sure how to respond whatsoever and you’re just completely stunned for words as you blink at him. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” you shake your head, “I just want to go home and get out of this ruined new dress--”

“I can buy you a new one if you’d like.”

“I don’t need your charity, Harry,” you snap, anger flooding you at his words. Who the hell did he think he was? “Not because you suddenly feel remorse for being an actual dick to me since we’ve met.” Huffing, you square your shoulders, pushing him back a little. “Now, will you just leave? I don’t need your help, okay?”

“But--”

“Just leave.”

He hesitates a moment longer, before abiding.

Jenny, luckily, answers on the third ring.

“Watch it.”

Sighing, you chose not to retort, simply continuing on your path out of class and ignoring the rather rude classmate that had just run directly into you.

However, it seems someone else falls to ignore it.

“Hey!” Blinking, you halt at his voice, sharply turning your head over your shoulder in bafflement. Harry runs straight up to the guy who’d walked into you, and you’re pretty sure they’re even on the same soccer team, but that doesn’t really matter.

Eyes narrowed and jaw clenched, Harry shoves the boy back; “you bumped into her.”

“What the hell, Styles? Since when--”

“Just apologize to her.”

Eyes widening, you jerk your head back in surprise, the thought of food that had completely been your focus fading at the sight of Harry Styles standing up for you.

“I’m not gonna apologize to her,” the boy huffs, laughing as if his teammate was joking with him. “And you’re one to talk, Styles. I’m pretty sure everyone here knows how much you hate her.”

There’s murmurs of agreement and you blink.

“I don’t hate her,” Harry brushes the comment off with a huff. “Just apologize to her.”

“He doesn’t--”

“Stay out of it, Y/N.” You blink at the sharp look he sends you, silently warning you to stay put.

What the hell?

“I already told you i’m not going--”

You snap out of your shock when Harry sends a right hook into the boys cheeks. Instantly, you rush forward, whether stupidly or not, and with an act of bravery grab onto Harry’s arm, tugging him back. He fights your grip but you manage to pull him away enough to step in front of him and smile warily up at the teammate he’d just assaulted. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” you assure, shaking your head before things get worse. “You don’t need to apologize. It’s fine. I’m sorry.”

The boy smirks at you. satisfied at your apology and you have to tighten your grip on Harry considerably not to have him lash out again.

When the boy’s gone, you aggressively tug Harry aside, into the nearest empty classroom, slamming the door shut behind you to avoid wandering gazes and eavesdroppers. “What the hell was that, Harry?”

“He walked into you!” Harry defends himself, as if that’s an actual defense. “And why the fuck did you apologize? He--”

“To stop you from getting hurt!” You interrupt without real thought. Blinking at what you’d said, you step back, shaking your head. “Either of you... that was reckless and stupid. And to be honest with you, you’ve bumped into me plenty of times, Harry. You did last night. So--”

“That was...” Harry’s voice trails, not sure what to say.

You just shake your head. “Now that I mention it, you’ve been... weird lately. And I don’t know if this is some sort of prank--”

“--It’s not--”

“But just... either go back to your old ways or just leave me alone, Harry.” Taking a step back, you move towards the door, choosing to ignore the dejected expression on Harry’s face at your words. “Because I don’t really want any part of whatever this is.”

“It’s not--”

You walk out and shut the door before he can finish his words.

“So,” Jenny starts, opening your door and walking towards you, “care to explain to me why there’s a bouquet of flowers left outside our dorm room addressed to you?”

She hands you the bouquet and you take it with furrowed brows and parted lips, shaking your head.

“What--” You halt, catching sight of the card left. Setting the bouquet down on your desk, you open the tiny card, shoulders falling when you read what’s inscribed in tiny, messy writing.

Let me explain everything. H.

He also left his phone number.

“Whose it from?”

“Harry.”

Jenny blinks. Once. Twice. Then, “what?”

“Yeah,” you meet her eyes with a nod.

“Either, we’re in a entirely different universe or you’ve failed to tell me something.”

Needless to say, you tell her everything. You tell her about the party, you tell her about the day after and you tell her about the fact that despite your words, the days that followed, Harry hadn’t really stopped whatever game it was he was playing. He hadn’t directly spoke to you, but, suddenly, you seemed a whole lot less invisible because his gaze was always on you. You hadn’t been pushed or shoved around like you normally were and people actually sought you out to talk to you.

It was completely insane.

“Are you gonna text him?”

“I don’t know,” you gnaw on your bottom lip, “should I?”

Without hesitation, eyes gleaming, she nods; “yes.”

“I knew you’d say that,” you sigh, eyeing the number. “But, still, I should ask, why?”

“Because... he could be madly, secretly in love with you.” You raise a brow, unimpressed. “It’s not that impossible,” she defends herself with a scoff. “And, you try to deny it, but you like him too.”

“I like the boy whose bullied me since we’ve met?”

“Why else would you have gone to that party a few days ago?”

Pausing, you realize she’s right. Directly or indirectly, consciously or unconsciously, you’d gone to that party in hopes of seeing Harry. In hopes that maybe, something would change in his attitude towards you. And, it seemed like it had.

“Okay,” you give in, “i’ll text him.”

Somehow, Jenny was right.

Maybe, he wasn’t in love with you. That was reaching. But... he certainly, apparently, felt something for you.

“I know it doesn’t explain it or excuse it...”

“Yeah,” you nod, “it really doesn’t.”

“I am sorry.”

Pausing, you bite your bottom lip, eyes wandering across Harry whose sat in front of you. “It’s so stupid,” you huff, not really knowing what else to say or how else to express yourself. “You’ve been a total dick to me this entire time just to hide the fact that you liked me because I wasn’t popular?”

Harry just frowns.

“You’re so stupid.”

“I know.”

“And you’re a fucking jerk.”

“I am.”

“And for some reason, I like you too.”

Harry blinks, once, twice, shock flooding his system before his eyes light up with hope. “You do?”

Sinking back against your seat, you nod. “Yeah,” you breathe, “somehow, I do. I must be pretty messed up, liking the guy who bullied me.”

“Not as messed up as I am for bullying the girl I liked.”

Your lips curve, just slightly, at that; heart fluttering.

Harry reaches across the table, shocking you by taking his hand in your own and squeezing it. “I really am sorry, Y/N.”

“I know.”

“I really--”

“It’s okay,” you smile softly, squeezing his hand in return. “I understand.”

Harry nods, slowly at first, then, he decides to test the waters a little; “so...--”

“You’ll have to prove to me,” you shrug, simply stating the words as is. “Take me on dates, earn my trust. I’m still not sure this isn’t just one big elaborate prank.”

“It isn’t,” he says without hesitation, “I promise.”

“Then, prove it.”

He sits up, leaning forward, “tomorrow, are you free?”

Biting your lip, you nod, smiling softly.

“Okay, i’ll take you out on a date. I promise, you won’t regret it.”

“I better not.”

But somehow, you knew you wouldn’t.

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ophelia 03

heartbroken too many times, your naive mind tends to fall in love too easily. after kim taehyung enters into your life, you’re smitten by the handsome man only for this romance to come to an end… or so it seems.

prologue 01 02 03 (discontinued) member: kim taehyung (ft park jimin) pairing: fuckboy!kth x reader genre: angst, smut, hurt/comfort(?) warnings: smut aka rough fucking, fingering hehe, squirting, swearing words: 6.3k a/n: wowow after this part i realized that i suck at writing smut lol. there prob won't be any more smut scenes after this bc i’m really not cut out for writing it haha. but, i hope you guys enjoy this part! (bc this part is kinda cute) i’ve been dumped with a lot of online hw from my now online classes so i haven’t been able to fully focus my attention on writing this series rip.

Before you realize it, the first day of spring break hits. Yet, you’re found laying on your bed alone, starting a new Netflix series and bored to death.

It’s the afternoon before you hear a knock at your door, startling you to sit up properly on your bed. “Y/n, do you really plan on spending your spring break as a hermit?” Namjoon asks, swinging your door open as he leans against the door frame with his arms crossed. Giving your brother doe eyes, you nod before hearing him sigh. “Get ready, we’re heading out in 15 minutes to Jimin’s pool party, so dress accordingly.” Kicking himself off the door frame, Namjoon turns around to leave before facing his head back to you. “And pack some extra clothes, Jimin invited us for a movie night so we’ll most likely just sleep over there.” You watch your brother leave before you hop off your bed to walk over to your closet.

“A pool party, huh? I’ve never really been to one of those now that I think about it.” You mutter to yourself before searching for whatever you could identify as a swimsuit. Sighing, you sink to the floor, unable to find where you last put your swimming suit. “I guess it’s a no go for swimming today.” A bit disappointed, you remember Namjoon’s words before getting up to pack some extra clothes, preparing your things before changing into a comfortable sundress, Heading out to your living room, you meet an impatient Namjoon, who’s already in his swim trunks before you’re both leaving the house with one another.

The car ride leading up to the pool party, you’re anxiously wondering how Jimin will act around you this time. “I’ll just avoid him.” You think to yourself before finally arriving at the entrance of the familiar mansion. Hiding behind Namjoon, the door swings wide open but to your surprise, you’re greeted by Taehyung. You notice him only in his trunks, a towel slung around his neck as droplets of water are still on his body, indicating that he must have recently been in the pool.

“Shit, is that the Taehyung?” Namjoon laughs before going in for a hug. Raising a brow at their interaction, you do your best to avoid Taehyung’s gaze. “I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“Yea, I’ve actually been quite busy lately,” Taehyung replies, stepping aside for you two to walk into the structure. Unable to avoid him, you give him a slight smile before passing him, making your way inside as he stands behind you.

“How many people are here already?” Namjoon asks from the front before looking back at Taehyung to which he shrugs.

“Too many to count, there are probably more coming later too.” Taehyung remarks before you all continue to walk along. Making your way over to the backyard, you’re caught in between the two taller men who have the need to tease you for your shorter stature. Before you can walk onto the patio, you feel a grasp at your wrist before being pulled aside and dragged into the back kitchen. “I didn’t think you’d be the type to party, love,” Taehyung smirks before letting go of you.

“Why do you think that?” You question while folding your arms.

“Oh, I don’t know, you like to talk about literature and your nose is always stuck inside of a book.” He grins, knowing that his statement annoyed you as you rolled your eyes.

“I know how to have fun, Taehyung.” You state before eyeing a pitcher, which seemed to be full of red fruit juice. “Want a drink?” Brushing past Taehyung, you head over to the pitcher before pouring the beverage halfway full into the red solo cup. Taehyung makes his way to stand beside you before you feel his arm drape onto your shoulders.

“Do you even know what’s in that?” He quirks a brow. Turning your attention from Taehyung to the cup, you sniff the drink before looking back to the fellow, handing him it.

“It seems like fruit punch to me.” You smile before he takes a deep breath, soon after taking a sip from the red solo cup. You then watch him easily down the drink before he hands you back the empty cup.

“Fruit punch it is.” He smirks before you happily begin to pour yourself a cup. Turning to face Taehyung, who is leaning upon the counter, you begin to drink the red beverage before realizing the sour and odd taste. Furrowing your brow at the taste, you clear your throat before setting the cup onto the counter. “Delicious, love?” You glare at him before sighing.

“You could have at least told me there’s alcohol in it!” You exclaim before he breaks out into a laugh. He was obviously toying with you to make you mad. Your frown turns into a pout as you’re slightly disappointed with how you broke your “no alcohol” rule (something you made up whenever you decided to attend parties). To your surprise, Taehyung lifts off from the counter before caging you in, both of his arms surrounding you as you’re forced to look straight at the man. He’s smug before taking the cup out of your hand, downing your drink before setting it atop the counter.

“Happy now?” He tilts his head before grinning to you. You feel him slowly closing in, and in a panic, you press a finger over his lips to stop him. You’re not sure as to why you decide to do this, but you’re found tracing his bottom lip with your thumb in silence. His eyes are alluring, gazing upon yours before you gently place your hands to both sides of his face, pulling him closer as his lips hover above yours.

“I told you Taehyung, you’re not getting to me that easily.” You smirk before turning your head to kiss his cheek instead. He exhales a laugh through his nose before you’re breaking through his barrier. Walking away, you look over your shoulder to see Taehyung astonished at your gesture. Making your way back to the patio, your heart’s beating quite a bit as you try to calm yourself down. So I guess I’ll have to avoid two boys today. Your train of thought is broken before someone bumps into you, ignoring your presence before they go on their very own way. Clicking your tongue in annoyance, you decide to ignore them as well, turning your head to the wide view of the backyard in hopes to spot someone you know among the spread of random people. You happen to spot Jimin sitting in the pool along with Aiki in his arms as they’re conversing with a few other people, seemingly enjoying each other’s company. The more you’re thinking about it, you can’t help but feel frustrated as to why Jimin had kissed you the other day, knowing that he had a girlfriend. Yet, you’re watching from afar as they’re accompanying one another, not a worry in the world.

Your frustration gets to you when Jimin quickly meets your eyes, his smile fading a bit before he turns away briefly to talk back to Aika. Huffing, you turn around, pushing through the crowd of drunkards before making your way back into the large house. Wandering aimlessly around the house, a red solo cup in your hand (one you randomly pick up from the counter in the kitchen), you begin to sway in your steps. Mainly focusing on the bass coming from the rather loud music, you take another sip of your drink before feeling a hand placed at the small of your back. “What’s a pretty lady like you doing alone at a party like this?”

His voice too familiar, you turn to face the man, your eyes widening to see who it is. Chance. You’re both taken aback as his hand drops from your lower back. Here, standing beside you, was your previous boyfriend. Clearing his throat at the awkward silence, he looks at you with a smile. “Y/n, how have you been?”

Feeling a rush of emotions, you part your lips to speak but the only word you’re able to say is his name. Sighing, he firmly grabs the side of your arm before bending down to meet your eyes. “You’re not still mad at me, are you Y/n?” He’s tilting his head, the same cunning smile he would use to win you over was emitting from his lips, disgusting you as your heart becomes heavy. He hasn’t changed one bit. Removing his hands from you, he turns away before scratching his head. You’re unable to avoid observing your previous boyfriend, noting the new tattoo designs permanently located on his arm before you’re furrowing your brows at a coverup.

“So you got it covered up, huh?” You mutter before he raises a brow, turning his attention back onto you.

“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” he smiles before closing in on you, “what did you say?” Unable to control your expression, you scoff out of annoyance before downing your drink.

“I said leave me alone.” You’re speaking a bit louder than what you’d like, turning the heads of a few before Chance rolls his eyes, taking a step away from you.

“You’re still the boring old you, Y/n.” He retorts before cocking a brow at your current state. “I’ll leave you alone, but don’t expect me to open my arms back up to you willingly.” His firm smile scares you, and with that, your ex is out of your sight. Brushing your fingers messily through your hair, the alcohol hits as you find tears rolling down your cheeks. Uncontrollably.

Ashamed, you decide to leave the crowded room in a panic, turning the corner to see Taehyung fully dressed in sweats. You also spot him flirting with another girl, or so it seemed. He’s twirling her hair with his index finger, laughing lightheartedly with her before he glances over to you from afar. His smile drops before he stands up from the couch, ignoring said girl. Exhaling a laugh in disbelief, you wipe away at the wetness on your cheek before turning your back to Taehyung, walking away from the area to the corridor. Looking over your shoulder, you spot him following from behind, a worried look on his face before you’re opening a random door. To your luck, you’re met with a rather large bathroom and surprisingly, it's empty. Scrambling inside, you shut the door behind you before locking it. Your legs giving away, you’re brought to the floor, curling into your knees before burying your head in your arms as you let the tears fall. “I’m really pathetic.”

“Y/n, are you alright?” A voice, his voice, comes from outside the door, startling you a bit as you’re rushing to wipe away your tears.

“Go away, Taehyung.” You yell, a bit too loud now that you’re head begins to hurt. You’re unsure if its due to all the crying or the alcohol, but a migraine is slowly making its way into hurting you as well.

“Come on, Y/n,” his voice is calm and soothing despite the overbearing music playing in the background, “let’s talk, please?” Sighing, you lift your head off of your knees before weakly standing up. Placing your hand on the door handle, you pause before letting out a deep breath. Wiping any excess tears left on your face, you finally creak the door open a bit to see Taehyung standing in front of you. You’re unable to read his facial expression, but he places a hand on the door before opening his mouth to speak, “Can I come in?” Biting your bottom lip, you nod before stepping away from the door as Taehyung makes his way inside, kicking the door close before locking it. His hands are digging in his pockets as you’re exchanging silent glances at one another.

“Look, I appreciate it if you’re worried about me but I’m doing fine.” Managing to speak up, you can’t help but still feel awkward in his presence. Cora was right, Taehyung is intimidating.

“Fine? Then what were those tears about?” Furrowing his brows, he steps closer to you. “It’s not... because of me, is it?”

“No- it’s not because of you Taehyung.” Rubbing your arm, you look away from him for a moment. “I’m just not feeling well.” You lie. What were you supposed to tell him? That after being humiliated by your ex, you walked around to look for Taehyung for comfort but got mad after finding him with another woman? Sighing at the complicated thought, you briefly look back to the puzzled fellow before clearing your throat. “I’m going to go home now, I’ve had enough of this party.” You’re walking over to the door before his arm stops you, turning your attention back to Taehyung.

“When are you going to stop running away?” His voice grows cold, startling you a bit. Using his arm, he pulls you into his embrace. “Y/n, tell me what’s wrong.” Swallowing the lump in your throat, you can feel a rise of emotions coming as your eyes become watery. As the migraine finally gets to you, you rest your forehead on his shoulder before wrapping your arms around his frame.

“I’m just tired.” You lie once again. Coward. Feeling his chest rise, he exhales deeply before rubbing your back. Staying in the position for a while, you jump at the loud knock at the door. Looking up, your eyes meet with Taehyung’s before you’re snapping your head at the sound of the knock once more. He pulls away from you, forcing your arms to be removed from him as he goes to open the door. Frowning a bit, you watch as Taehyung converses with another man who’s going on about needing to pee. Signaled by Taehyung, you rush over to him and out into the hall before watching the strange man hurriedly rush into the bathroom. Feeling a hand in yours, you look up to Taehyung who is occupied talking to another man before wincing at the pain in your head. Pursing your lips when his attention is back on you, he smiles warmly.

“Want me to send you home?” His question is assuring to which you nod in response. He leads you through the large house, easily making his way through the entrance and out into the street. It’s dark out, already nightfall, but Taehyung’s presence eases you along with the bright lamp posts lined up along the street. You’re found sitting in the passenger seat of his sleek car, looking out the window before you decide to push down on the button, opening the window slightly. Feeling the cool breeze hit your face, the migraine fades away along with a lot of other negative thoughts on your mind before you turn your head to face Taehyung. He’s focused on driving, giving you enough time to focus your weary eyes on him before he glances over to you, his lips curving into a small smile.

“Taehyung?” You slur before he hums in response. Gulping, you notice his hand resting on the gear stick. On impulse, you snake your hand to his, lifting it off from the gearstick as he allows it. Tracing your fingers over the lines that the veins in his hand made, you intertwine your fingers with his. “Thank you.” You whisper.

“What was that, love?” Unable to hear you due to the open window, Taehyung glances over from his seat to see that you had fallen asleep, a soft smile on your face as your hand stays in his.

Woken up by a soft voice, you’re confused as to where you’re currently at. Your head beginning to spin, you look over to the open door of the car as Taehyung is bent beside you. “Y/n? I’ve brought you home.” Rubbing your eyes, you’re conscious enough to step out of the car, still weak as you stumble before Taehyung catches you. “You live with Namjoon right?” He questions but you’re too focused on your headache. You instinctively walk towards the house before reaching the door, realizing you forgot your keys in your bag, which happened to be in Namjoon’s car. Luckily, due to your clumsy brother, you remember the spare key you had hidden in the pot hanging from above the porch, doing your best to reach for it. Taehyung, amused at your state from behind, decides to help you as he easily reaches for the key above, handing it to you with a smug look on his face.

“Thanks.” You frown before inserting the key into the hole, turning it to swing the door open. “Home, sweet home.” You yell, taking a step into the house before hearing Taehyung loudly clear his throat.

“Forgetting something?”

Pursing your lips, you turn around to face Taehyung as he’s smiling at you. “Thanks, Taehyung... for everything tonight.” Chuckling softly, he lifts his hand to your face, tucking away the loose hairs behind your ear before licking his lips.

“Goodnight, love.” Making the statement, something about it struck you. Did you really want him to leave? He turns his back to you briefly before walking down the steps, making his way back to the car as you do to your home. Nearly closing the door, you stop before acting on the spur of the moment.

“Wait-” You shout out before exiting the house, running down the steps and towards him as he falters from entering his car. Turning back to face you, he watches you catch your breath.

“What is it, love?” Raising a brow at your gesture, he leans against his car before you’re stepping a bit closer to him.

“Taehyung, I-” you pause before observing his facial expression, “I just wanted to say goodnight as well.” You blurt aloud, unable to truly speak your mind. Stupid. He’s standing in front of you, a sly smile rising from his lips before you tilt your head in confusion. “What’s with the smile?”

“I just thought that you would, I don’t know, confess to me?” He grins, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer to him. Your arms subconsciously wrap around his neck before your face leans closer to his.

“What if I told you I was thinking about it?” Pursing your lips, he scrunches his nose before chuckling.

“Say it then.” His eyes don’t break away from yours, causing your ears to heat up at the moment.

“I like you.” You speak meekly as he tilts his head, quirking a brow.

“What did you say, love? I couldn’t hear you.”

“I said I like you, okay?” You raise your voice before watching his lips turn into a smile. And in an instant, he’s pressing his lips gently against yours. His kissing is different and to your surprise, gentle. Brushing your fingers through his hair, you pull away to breathe as he pecks your lips repeatedly, making you giggle. Lifting you off the ground, Taehyung carries you as you’re holding onto him tightly. He brings you back to the house, letting you down once you’re both inside as you’re holding his hand and guiding him to your room. Turning on your heel, you face the man before he crashes his lips to yours. Shuffling around the room in each other's arms, he pushes you gently onto your bed.

“Strip.” He orders, to which you follow. Removing your loose sundress, it falls to the floor as you’re exposed in your underwear. While kissing you, his free hand wraps around to unclip your bra from behind as he removes it with the other to reveal your breast. Wrapping your legs around his frame, you lay onto the mattress as he’s kissing at your neck. Biting your bottom lip to resist your urge to moan, he glances back up to you before kneading your breast.

“Taehyung.” His name escapes your lips as he’s pulling down your panties, his slender fingers gliding over your wet slit before he pushes his thumb against your clit. Wincing at the touch, you arch your back as he begins to stimulate your clit.

“There you go, love.” He purrs into your ear, nibbling it as your breath grows heavy when you soon feel his tongue playing with your clit. Moaning aloud at his notion, you inhale sharply when he’s inserting his tongue in and out of you, your fingers combing through his hair while he picks up his speed. “Cum for me.” He whispers as you orgasm, clenching your thighs together before you’re bringing his head up to yours to kiss his lips. "You came so quickly, love.” He grins before getting off the bed to remove his sweats. You're eyeing the bulge in his grey sweats before your eyes widen as he pulls out his member. “Turn over.” Complying, you roll onto your stomach before flinching at his cold touch. “Ass up, love.” Gulping, you raise your hips timidly before he’s forcingly helping you by lifting your butt up. Awaiting his dick, you turn around to see him pull out a condom from the wallet he tosses to the ground, ripping off a bit of the wrapper before he puts on the thin condom. Feeling the tip of his cock rubbing at your slit, you whimper when he only inserts the tip.

“Don’t tease me, Taehyung.” You whimper before he presses his body on top of yours.

“Then what do you want, love?” He whispers in your ear.

“I want you to fuck me.”

“What did you say?” He smirks against your neck, nibbling it as you’re licking the corner of your lip.

“Fuck me, Taehyung.” You firmly state to which Taehyung pulls away from your body. His hands gripping to the sides of your hips, he fully inserts into you, making you gasp at his length. Grunting, he’s slowly grinding his hips into you before speeding up. Moaning aloud, you dig your face into the sheets as he begins to pound into you.

“Shit-” He groans before bucking his hips with every thrust, “you’re so tight, Y/n.” His panting echoes throughout your lone room.

“Harder.” You moan aloud before he picks up his speed from behind. Hearing his low grunts, you realize you’re about to reach your high before he’s resting his body atop yours, his hands reaching around to play with your breast as he thrusts harder.

“Fuck, Y/n.” He groans as you’re breathing rather harshly. Digging his face into the back of your bare skin, he thrusts his hips into you before you both climax one after another. Feeling his release inside of you, you lose the strength in your body as you lay flat when Taehyung pulls out of you. Throwing away the condom, Taehyung picks you up before properly laying you down in the bed as he pulls the covers over the both of you. Spooning, you’re in Taehyung’s arms before your eyes are lost in his.

“That was amazing.” You whisper before hearing him chuckle lightly.

“I told you I was good in bed but I remember a certain somebody telling me to basically fuck off.” He states as you roll your eyes, remembering your first encounter with Taehyung.

“Okay, I take my words back.” You slur before he’s running his fingers through your hair. Pressing his lips to your forehead, you’re both laying in silence before falling asleep as the night passes by.

The next day, you wake up due to the reoccurring pain in your head. Rolling around in your bed, you pull up the covers before realizing you’re nude and very much alone. “Taehyung?” Calling out his name, you get no response before you’re feeling anxious. Your eyes barely open, blinded by the strong sunlight coming from behind the blinds, you crawl out of bed before getting up to leave your room. Grabbing your towel on the way out, you leave to walk to the bathroom before feeling the urge to throw up. Rushing to the toilet, you’re cursing to yourself before the toxic liquid is out of your body and into the toilet bowl. Dryly coughing, you wipe away at your mouth before flushing at the toilet and proceeding to take a shower. Taehyung really left? You ponder his disappearance under the steaming hot water, unable to clearly remember the previous night. Making your way to your room right after, you hear the doorbell ring in which you’re wondering who it is. In a rush, you pull out an oversized t-shirt and shorts from your laundry basket of unfolded clothes before wrapping your hair up with a towel. “I’m coming” you groan repeatedly as the doorbell continues to ring annoyingly throughout your home. Swinging the door open, you’re greeted with the familiar boxy smile as he holds up a brown paper bag.

“Good morning, love.” He grins cheekily.

“Taehyung, where’d you go?” You ask, furrowing your brows to which he takes a step into your home, brushing his way past you.

“I went and got breakfast.” You close the door before catching up to Taehyung as he invades your home, making his way into the kitchen before placing the large bag onto the counter. “I bet you’re very hungover, love.” Standing beside him, you anticipate his actions as you’re actually intrigued at the pleasant aroma coming from the bag he’s holding. Frowning at his halt, you look up to Taehyung to see him chuckling.

“Why’d you stop? I’m hungry.” You state before he leans closer to you.

“I just want to make sure I’m not dreaming right now.” He smirks before planting his lips onto yours. Flustered, you freeze in your spot before he pulls away. Feeling your cheeks heat up, you nudge him before yelling at him to continue on what he was previously doing. “Do you have any bowls, love?” Nodding, you walk around Taehyung before opening up a cupboard, taking out two bowls and handing it to him. He splits the brothy content into both bowls before you’re scrunching your nose.

“Pho?”

“Yea, it’s the best for hangovers,” he nods before handing you your bowl, the visible steam rising from the dish, “trust me, love.” He winks, making you blush and turn away to look for utensils. You’re eating your “breakfast” in silence as you’re both stealing glances at one another. Finished, you place the two bowls into the sink before proceeding to clean them.

“Love?” Feeling his breath upon the back of your neck, chills are sent down your spine as he hugs you from behind. Occupied with the dishes, you hum in response, doing your best to not melt in his hold. “Did you really mean it when you said you liked me?”

“I- I don’t know.” You clear your throat before feeling his chin dig into the crook of your neck.

“I like you, Y/n.” Biting your inner cheek at his words, you turn off the faucet before fully turning around to face him. Leaning your back against the sink, Taehyung wraps his arms around your waist.

“Do you really mean that?” You raise a brow as he presses his forehead to yours, nodding.

“Of course I mean it, love.” He whispers before meeting his lips to yours. You bring your hands up to cup his face, tilting your head as he’s passionately kissing you. Swiping his tongue against your lips, you part them, giving him entrance to interact with your tongue. Squeezing your thighs together, you’re startled when the towel, that was previously wrapped around your hair, falls to the ground. Pulling away, breathing rather harshly, you feel Taehyung’s hands reach around to grope your butt. Yelping from the sudden touch, you frown before lightly hitting his chest to which he laughs. He goes in for another kiss, one you’re anticipating, but he stops after hearing the sound of keys jingling.

“Shit, Joon’s back.” You grumble before breaking out of Taehyung’s hold to walk out of the kitchen. Entering the living room, you spot your exhausted brother being supported by his good friend, Jimin.

“Y/n, I’m glad you’re feeling better!” He smiles before helping Namjoon into your home. “Your brother told me how you had to leave early yesterday because you weren’t feeling well. Did something-” Jimin pauses, eyeing the movement behind you, “happen?”

Turning around, you notice Taehyung standing directly behind you before you turn back to face Jimin. “I just wasn’t feeling the best, thank you for your concern though Jimin.” Smiling, your eyes are soon on your brother as he breaks free from Jimin’s grasp before he’s plopping onto the large sofa.

“Y/n? Can you be a dear and please get me something to soothe my alcohol poisoning?” Namjoon groans aloud, his hands on his head before you’re rolling your eyes at him.

“Thank you, Jimin, for looking out for my overdramatic brother.” You laugh before heading over to the cabinet in your kitchen, Taehyung following close behind. Reaching into the upper shelf, you pull out a bottle of Advil before popping two pills into your palm. Turning around, you bump into Taehyung before looking up to see his pout.

“You didn’t tell me you were close to Jimin?” He whispers. Quirking a brow, you walk around him to grab the clean cup on the dish rack before filling it with water.

“We’re not that close,” you scrunch your nose before satisfied with the amount of water filled within the cup, turning to face Taehyung, “Jealous?” You smirk before Taehyung frowns, looking away to avoid your eyes. Chuckling, you walk back to the living room before handing your brother the cup of water and Advil. Turning back to face Jimin at the doorway, you give him a reassuring smile.

“Well, I leave Namjoon in your care, Y/n.” He grins before you make your way over to him. “He might be dead for this whole day though, last night was wild.” Jimin winks before opening his arms. Noticing his anticipated face, you can’t help but laugh lightly before going in for a hug. “Don’t let Taehyung fool you, Y/n.” Surprised when he whispers quietly in your ear, he pulls away before his hand is on the handle of the door, his foot already out of the door.

“I’ll see you later, Y/n.” He smiles before looking past you. “Taehyung.” He nods to the man standing behind you. Confused at their interaction, Jimin smiles back at you before he’s leaving your house. Once he leaves, you spin around to eye Taehyung.

“What was that about?” You tilt your head in confusion, arms crossed. Giving you a soft smile, he pats your head before pecking your lips.

“I have to go, love.” He walks past you and in an instant, he’s out of your house and in his car. Still confused, you watch him leave your driveway before closing the front door, turning around to the unpleasing sight of your brother.

“Joon, just how much did you drink last night?” You sigh before walking up to him, grabbing the blanket kept in your living room to cover half of your brother’s long body. Laughing, you can’t help but capture the moment with your phone before you’re off to clean up whatever mess was made in your bedroom last night.

...

“Taehyung, for the last time, if you’re going to be here, I need peace and quiet please.” You raise your voice to the unbothered fellow sprawled across your bed. It was the last day of spring break and you had just realized you forgot about the reading test you were to take the next day when you return back to school. So, you’re found at your desk while Taehyung had decided to come over to your house and bother you.

“Say, can’t we do something fun for the last day of spring break love?” Taehyung asks, not looking away from the game on his phone. Sighing, you glance over to the lazed man on your bed before focusing back on your book.

“No, I have to finish reading Hamlet otherwise I’m screwed for my literature test tomorrow.”

“But, can’t you just Sparknotes the book? It’s faster and easier.” Taehyung remarks, annoying you as you set your book down to fully face the man.

“I can not just Sparknotes Hamlet, Tae.” You huff before he sits up from the bed. “You have to read the whole book in its text in order to understand and grasp the concepts, love.” Turning back to your book, you hear him chuckle before the bed squeaks, indicating Taehyung’s up on his feet and now standing behind you.

“At least read a bit out loud for me then,” Taehyung whispers in your ear from behind. Gulping, you ignore his request before feeling his breath tickle your skin. “Please, love?” Turning your head to see his puppy eyes, you sigh before looking back at your book.

“Larded all with sweet flowers, Which bewept to the ground did not go with true-love showers.” You read aloud, lifting your book up for Taehyung’s eyes to see.

“How do you do, pretty lady?” Taehyung cuts you off with the next line. Unable to hide your smile, you continue.

“Well, God'ield you! They say the owl was a baker’s daughter. Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be. God be at your table.” You speak before feeling Taehyung nibble at your ear. “Your turn, Tae.” You whisper as he groans, moving away from your ear to speak.

“Conceit upon her father.” Taehyung quickly says before continuing his previous action. Rolling your eyes, you focus back on the text, doing your best to avoid his neediness as his arms hug you from behind.

“Pray you, let’s have no words of this, but when they ask you what it means, say you this.” You finish your sentence but you notice his hand snake to your inner thigh, groping it as you’re biting at your bottom lip.

“Keep reading, love.” He whispers in your ear. Nodding, you clear your throat before continuing your words.

“Tomorrow is Saint Valentine’s day, all in the morning betime. And I a maid at your window, to be your Valentine.” You read aloud before he lifts the band of your shorts, inserting his hand into your pants as his fingers find your clothed clit. Wincing at his pinch, you bite your bottom lip before continuing, “Then up he rose, and donned his clothes, and dupped the chamber door-” Closing your eyes when he’s rubbing circles around your clit, you throw your head back into his chest as he places kisses on your jaw. Your breath grows heavy when he picks up his speed.

“What are you doing, love? I didn’t say you could stop reading.” He says coldly to which you purse your lips. Opening your eyes, you turn to face Taehyung as he’s smug. Frowning, you turn back to the book in your shaky hands before parting your lips to speak.

“Let in the maid that out a maid, never departed more-” Gasping when you feel Taehyung insert a finger into you, you’re gripping the book tightly. He’s placing wet kisses on your neck and sucking away while you throw your head back. “Taehyung.” You moan aloud before feeling him dig his finger deeper into you, hitting your G-spot. Covering your mouth with your other hand, in hopes of covering your loud moans from Namjoon to hear, you subconsciously spread your legs wider as he’s pushing his finger in and out of you.

“Cum for me, baby,” Taehyung speaks in a low tone, speeding up as you reach your climax, squirting through your shorts as he chuckles. “Looks like we have a squirter here.” Your hand falls from your mouth as your now weak, panting rather harshly as he pulls out his fingers from inside of you. Using his other hand, he grabs your chin, turning your head to face him as he kisses your lips. Removing his hand from your chin, Taehyung lifts the book up before clearing his throat loudly.

“Pretty Ophelia.” He grins to which you’re frowning, finally noticing the mess you made. Taking the book out of his hands, you set it aside before standing up weakly from your chair.

“Great, now I have to clean this all up.” You turn back to Taehyung, pouting as he squishes your cheeks together.

“Hey, at least now we know you’re a squirter love.” He smirks before gently pressing his lips to yours. Your ears heat up before you’re removing his hand from your face.

“I’m going to the bathroom.” You blurt before rushing out of your room and into the hall. While hiding in the bathroom, you notice your soaked underwear and shorts, sighing before you grab a dry towel from the small closet. Making it back to your room, you’re furrowing your brow when you see Taehyung back on your bed, playing the same annoying game he was before as if nothing had happened. With his back to you, you use the chance to change out of your soaked clothes and into fresh sweats before cleaning up the wet mess with the dry towel. Amidst your hard work, you hear a slight snore come from the direction of your bed, snapping your head to it when it becomes louder. Chuckling lightly, you walk over to Taehyung once you’re finished cleaning up.

“Looks like we have a snorer here.” You retort quietly before exhaling a laugh through your nose. Bending forward, you kiss his cheek before pulling your bed sheets over him. “Now, back to my assignment.” You sigh quietly, hoping not to wake up Taehyung before taking a seat at your desk. Taking out your Hamlet book, you take a deep breath before continuing off from where you had previously left off.

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captainshyguy · 3 years

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▼♥️♦️- for quirrel, hollow, and anyone else you wish 👀

- snail

oh hello there! i’ve always wanted an anon that signs their name, welcome! :’D tysm for the ask!

Quirrel ▼ Childhood headcanon:

Quirrel remembers nothing of his childhood in my interpretation, so i haven’t thought much on it, but I can dig some stuff up! He probably lived around the crossroads or the city I think, those are the two areas you see the bugs that look similar to him. He probably got himself into trouble often, not because he was clashing with people, but because he’d wander off and investigate things and worry his parents gdfkjhndfhkj

♥ Family headcanon:

I feel like he had....two or three siblings? And a mum and a dad I think, not that he can remember any of them, or ever will. I think he probably got on with about half of them, the others probably found his wandering irksome.

In terms of present time, Ghost, Hornet, Hollow, Grimmchild (and Leaf gjdfhjdf) all become a sort of found family to him, and he cares about them very much.

♦ Quirks/hobbies headcanon:

Oh this is a fun one! Hobby wise he LOVES going through ancient records in old places, listening to the stories of other travellers, this man soaks up information like a sponge! Making his own theories is something he enjoys a lot! Post infection he also pokes a bit at painting, but its mainly for something to do yknow, a bit of a de-stressor than something he’s particularly passionate about.

Quirks wise, he talks with his hands a lot! Well, he’ll start off quite calm, but if he starts getting excited, his gestures get a bit bigger etc He also puts his hand under his chin a lot when he’s thinking (if its particularly hard, he might unknowingly pull a fun expression, Leaf delights in seeing this).

Oh, and this dumbass WILL touch things to get a better idea of them, even things he probably shouldn’t.

Hollow

▼ Childhood headcanon:

By the time Hollow was born, Hallownest had almost found an effective (though not infallible) way of telling whether a vessel was hollow, so whilst they spent a few years with a batch of vessels in a room under the white palace they were rather quickly tested (with the dream nail), and hauled up to the main palace.

In the haste of the kings staff, it didnt seem to occur to them that perhaps the reason they had no thoughts going on upstairs was bc,yknow, they were a child who was overwhelmed by suddenly being touched and manhandled and led somewhere, AND had overheard many things avout needing to be hollow and quiet that their mind blanked, but hey! Hollow has always been on the slower side when it comes to reactions and parsing emotions anyway.

♥ Family headcanon:

Whilst they technically did spend time with those other vessels, it was again, very minimal, and they don’t even remember their batch at all.

In a sense they grew up with Hornet? But they did not spend very long in the palace before being sealed, about 3 years?? (yes, the pale king DID seal away an eight year old. what of it), and tpk spent most of that time rigorously training them via magic and nail to make them big and tall. Hornet was already a teen by this time, so she’s the bigger sister, (though shorter than her final height) though Hollow quickly shoots past her in size.

♦ Quirks/hobbies headcanon:

Hobbies! Now, unlike Quirrel, once they get out of the egg, they very much do have a passion for painting! They find it very soothing, a quiet way to express themself! With time, they might take up journaling too, writing down the things they see around them, what happened during a day, that kinda thing, and they like that too, though they’re very protective over said journal (lingering fear of being “caught” yknow?)

Any quirks Hollow has tend to be quite small and subtle, because they got it into their head very fast that they Cannot Emote (and to their fortune/misfortune, however u wanna look at it, their default way of panicking is by going completely numb) but they have a few once they’re out of the egg!

They’ll tilt their head just slightly, their claws with twitch when they’re thinking hard enough etc. Ghost also teaches them swears as fast as possible bc of course they do, so if something surprises them, they might sign out a ‘fuck’ before going still

#tysm!!!#snail anon #asks #hollow knight #quirrel #thk #Anonymous

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denkamis · 3 years

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Hey! First of all congrats on 200 followers! I was wondering if I could please have a romantic matchup and a sibling matchup for BNHA? I’d prefer a student if that’s okay? My pronouns are He/Him (I’m ftm) and I’m pan but I have more of a preference towards guys. In terms of appearance I’m pretty short (5’2), I have tan skin, dark brown eyes and short dark brown wavy hair that’s shaved on both sides and dyed red with purple tips. My style depends on the day but it’s always a neat type of grunge or bright colours like flower jeans with rainbow shoes type of thing, I also love oversized sweaters and varsity jackets. I initially come off as shy or cold/distant but I’m not I’m just more of an observer. When I feel more comfortable I’m very loud and outgoing, I can talk someone’s ear off on a good day. I’m very clumsy and somewhat childish, people often laugh because I just blurt things out. Though I hate people laughing at me I love making people laugh on my own terms, I often do this with flirting and suggestive jokes. I’m a huge flirt but am really awkward if someone flirts back or likes me, I straight up go into panic mode. Though I’m pretty nice I do have a hot temper and a bit of a low tolerance for people, this makes me seem a lot more threatening and pretentious than I actually am. It also doesn’t help that my resting bitch face looks like resting murderer face, I just look scary with a blank face I even scare myself. Like I said I’m in reality very soft and sensitive and since I love children I actually volunteer as a play therapist at a local hospital which is literally me playing with sick children. I’m a jack of all trades in terms of my hobbies and what I’m good at. I love language and know 8 languages besides English, I write stories mainly horror, I love music and can play the piano, ukulele and drums, I’m a photographer and a passion of mines is film making, I want to be a cinematographer or screenwriter. I love perfecting a scene, and though I seem like I’m work obsessed I’m a hopeless romantic who falls hard for a new person everyday but I don’t admit it. My taste in music varies but I’m a fan of kpop, electronic, techno and any music that can get you up and dancing. I’m all about music about being better than others, yearning, need, sexual bops as well as funny/skit music like the Lonely Island or Yung Gravy. I don’t really have much else to say about me and this is already pretty long so I’m gonna leave it there. Again congrats! And thank you so much in advance.

thank you so much!! ofc i’ll write u a matchup, don’t even worry about it!

you have a lot of spunk B) and honestly, being a filmmaker is such a cool profession to get into, i admire you a lot for that!

romantically, i match you up with ...

EIJIROU KIRISHIMA

right off the bat, kirishima is so so accepting of who you are. he does his research, he’s mindful of your pronouns, he knows what makes you comfortable and what makes you uncomfortable. he’s thoughtful, incredibly respectful, and will stand up to any asshole that dare speak to you badly. he loves laughing with you, cracking silly and stupid jokes to the point where you have a whole list of inside jokes just for the two of you. he really believes you have the most gorgeous smile he’s ever seen. he adores your versatile sense of style, and he always finds time to compliment you on outfits. though, one aspect of your personality that makes him melt is seeing you interact with kids. like— that’s just so adorable to him. it makes him so soft, his heart hammering as he sees you saying goodbye to the children you help at the hospital when he goes to pick you up

y’all dye your hair together. hair dying dates, period. your relationship dynamic is goofy, supportive, and so sweet. like cheesy sort of sweet. you two feed off each other’s energy and liven up each other’s day by simply being near each other. since you’re shorter than him, his favourite kisses to give you are ones to the top of your head or to your forehead

when you get flirty with him, his face blooms with colour. he tries to play it off, tries to act super cool but he can’t help that he’s flustered. he just thinks you’re super damn manly. even if you let your temper slip, he’s patient. it isn’t something he hasn’t seen before with his bakubro katsuki, so he knows how to handle it. honestly, he falls for you just as hard as you fall for him (i can see him as a really big hopeless romantic too) and it shows so much in the way he looks at you, it’s not even funny. he does so much for you, and i just know you’d make him feel so loved

RUNNER UP: denki kaminari (no this isn’t bc i’m holding onto him for myself i promise y’all i PROMISE)

as siblings, i match you up with ...

HITOSHI SHINSOU

i see shinsou being like the really laid back older brother that you can go to for literally anything. he isn’t afraid of giving it to you straight, but he also isn’t afraid to tease you and poke a bit of fun at how clumsy you can be or how flustered kirishima makes you with a simple wink. annoying ass mfer. he means it all in good fun, and will let you tease him back. you two have a lot of laughs together, since he knows how you feel about people laughing at you so he is quite mindful. if you ever want him to stop, he will. that being said, he gives the best advice to you. he tells you to chase your dreams, but to remain realistic about things and have a plan b if things don’t work out. even so, he’ll support you on whatever path you decide to take. he will always have your back, no exceptions

please ohmygod teach him the languages you know. it would be so perfect for his quirk and he would be a bit embarrassed about it at first, but he would ask you to tutor him in the languages you do know. another thing you guys do together is just people watch at the library or on the train. the two of you look like you could kill, no one doubts that you guys are actually siblings from the looks on your faces tbh

i can see you two just casually hanging out together, not really needing to speak. like he would take you out to go get boba or thrifting to grab you clothes to suit your style (so that you can stop stealing all of his jackets and shit from his closet since they’re bigger and comfier anyway). he would certainly proofread your stories, pointing out areas to fix and praising the points where it stood out to him. in conclusion— older brother hitoshi shinsou is just very supportive and overall, incredibly chill, we love to see it

RUNNER UP: hanta sero

#denkamis.matchups

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hermitcraftheadcanons · 4 years

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To Do List:

What's up, my Herd of Nerds?

Anyway, as you can tell, tomorrow is AU Sunday. But, because it's one after a 'my input' one, it's a follower input AU day! Yay!

So, send me your AUs and I'll put all of em in a hat to pick one randomly. The winner is picked and posted and we'll all try and make headcanons about your AU.

Done:

Zombie Apocalypse AU :: (https://hermitcraftheadcanons.tumblr.com/post/618314308275863552/zombie-apocalypse-au-masterpost)

Pirate AU ::

Currently In The Raffle:

-Toy Story AU.

-Ever After High/Descendants/Vaguely 'nex gen priness' AU.

-Eldritch Horror AU :: Or if that's a bit too out there, a more normal Monster AU. I don't care, but in my heart, I know Cleo is some kind of eldritch horror. Zombie is far too easy.

-Eldritch Monster AU! Hermits are all Lovecraftian horrors who all individually decided that they wanted to pretend to be normal and are all trying to hide their otherworldliness. I also feel like Mumbo or X or someone as the one actually "normal" player on the server would work well. Most hermits don't know that everyone else isn't normal either, but some find out about friends maybe.

-Rabid Debate Club AU :: Random weird au idea where it's basic hs/uni au but like two of them try to start a debate club, then invite some friends just so there's enough people; cut to like two months later, it's all the hermits just fighting over whether or not pineapple should go on pizza or not lol it isn't very good i'm sorry but ya know rabid debate club AU.

-Animal/shapeshifting AU :: (Suggested Twice.) Every hermit can shapeshift into one token animal. (If it's something like "dog," they can only turn into one breed and color of dog, EXAMPLE: doc can shift into a black sable belgian malinois, but not anything else.)

-Wedding Planners AU :: Hermits work in various unrelated businesses such as a bakery, flower shop, etc., but see each other semi-often bc they're semi-often called upon to work together by another hermit's wedding planning business (obvs if you couldn't tell i know absolutely nothing abt wedding planning & businesses n shit lol but it's the /concept/ of it yannknow)

-Avatar: The Last Air Bender AU. (Suggested Thrice.)

-Fusion AU :: (Also suggested by Anon.) (Suggested Twice.) What if Hermits could fuse with each other? (Viva and Jumbo fused into MumboJumbo.)

-SCP AU :: The hermits have spooky powers and are kept locked up bc of it (or they have to keep the world safe from monsters and cursed objects!)

-RPG AU :: I feel like someone already thought of that but I am just wondering about it lately :p -🍋

-Adventure Time AU :: The hermits live in a post-apocalyptic world and the Lich (bad guy) is making everything decay. They need to gather all the gems (belt colours) to unlock the Enchiridion (a book) and have one wish each granted from Prismo (multiverse wish granting dude) before the Lich does. Only 4 elements can enter the multiverse: Slime (The Lich & Jevin), Redstone (Tango or Mumbo?), Ice (Stress), and Dirt (Grian, much to his dismay). Only the elementals can see the book. Grian's the protagonist with his sidekick Scar. He originally started collecting the belts because they were shiny but eventually decided to read the book and find out what they were for when Scar said he didn't see it. Doc, False, and Iskall are major obstacles because they don't believe the book exists.</p>

-Total Drama Island AU.

-Magical Girl AU :: Zedaph's the lead magical girl and rounds up a bunch of other magical girl hermits.

-Pokeman AU :: What are the Hermit's roles in this world? Who's the Champion, Elite Four. Are they scientists? Trainers? Do they compete in competitions, do they specialize in types? Who's everyone's starter? Has anyone encountered any legendaries?

-College AU

-High School AU

-Wizard101 AU :: I (🦊) recently got this AU idea and recently started going off somewhere with it in terms of writing, but, like, Hermitcraft meets Wizard101. Tons and tons of magical shenanigans, monster hunting, and idk what else.

-Magic AU

-My Hero Academia AU :: Headcanons can be about which hermits would have what quirks and occupations based on them.

-So I'm writing an AU where there's a second game of Demise but 5 years later. So far the first 2 hermits (Joe and Xisuma) have died, and their dead forms are cracked with an arrow in his chest (Xisuma) and cyborg (Joe). So since it's Saturday, I'm looking for what some skins would look for.

-City AU :: I mean this is really just a normal everyday AU.

-School AU.

-Terraria-Minecraft Fusion AU :: Who chooses what class? what events do each hermit prefer? how to they deal with the world infections? preferred biomes? Favourite NPCS? It has potentiallllll.

-70s/80s Teen Horror AU :: (like Stranger Things, Carreie, The Lost Boys, Halloween, etc.) -🦇

-Demi-God AU :: Sort of like percy jackson (everyone being the children of different gods from all different cultures.)

-Supernatural AU

-Marching Band AU :: Xisuma is the band major and all the show music is the remixes. I need to come up with some ideas for uniforms. Outfits and flags for the colorguard too.

-Different Eras AU :: (Suggested Twice.) All the hermits are from different time periods or eras. Like Wels is from the mediveal/dark era, Mumbo is from 1890-1920's, Iskall is from 2030, TFC is from 2020(?), Cleo is from 2130, etc!!! Like the mobs/animals became feused with humans, is when the mob players came from.

-Star Trek AU :: Like maybe they could be on one ship and each have different roles like engineers or doctors? I don’t know if this has been suggested but hope you enjoy! - 🐦

-House Mates AU :: ApartmentAU but scaled down?

-Atlantis AU :: (Could be merged with Mermaid AU???)

-Fighting Game AU :: Some influences would be Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat, and Ultra Instinct, that kind of stuff.

-Time loop AU :: The hermits each have to deal with their own time loop.

(All those above in red are from our community's lovely Anons!)

-Superhero/superpower AU :: They each have a unique power/powerset that is in some way connected to their personality. (ie Mumbo *could* control electricity because of his love of redstone) Some Hermits may even choose to be "villains" and prank their other servermates. If you need power ideas, I've got a couple. (12u3ie)

-Daycare AU :: The recap peeps are the caretakers :P (-@tikauniverse.)

-Incredibly Long Cross Country Train Ride AU :: they all are in the same train car, telling stories of where they’re going, backstories.)

-Stuck In An Airport AU :: pretty similar to train au but they can be going diff places.

-Doctors AU :: they’re all doctors working at the same hospital.)

-Circus AU (Also suggested by an Anon.) (Suggested Twice.)

-Spy AU (Also suggested by @shadeswiftdraws.) (Suggested Twice.)

-Runaways AU :: The hermits are all teenagers who have run away from home, they all live on the streets until TFC takes them in. Head canons can be about backstories, living on the streets, or when they’re with TFC.

-Criminals and Police Officers AU

(-@lookitsspacekween)

-Dancer AU :: I mean, I already got a list kind of planned out, but headcanons for why specific styles are chosen would be appreciated! :) (usedtobelucythefallenangel)

-Broadway/Musicals Hermits AU :: The hermits are all casts of various musicals and when this newly-built theater opens up they all fight for which musical gets to play in it first (they have a riff-off maybe?) musicals mainly included are Hamilton, BMC, DEH, SiX, Beetlejuice, etc (feel free to add more!) (-@heyitsroby.)

-DnD AU (Also suggested by Anon.) (Suggested twice.)

-Mermaid AU :: In honor of the end of Mermay

-Space exploration AU :: There could be different ships, command centers, aliens.... Maybe someone could even get stranded/crash on a new planet? Who knows, could be fun.

-Paranormal/ghost hunter AU :: A couple Hermits could be the ghost hunters going to haunted locations to prove/disprove their hauntedness, others could be camera crew, owners of haunted buildings, or even the ghosts themselves.

-Camping/Vacation AU.

-Summer Cottage AU :: They all spend summers/weekends along the same shoreline and do different summer activities together. Outdoor fun and shenanigans!

-Space AU :: like star trek or similar.

-I would say evil clone au but I think that's pretty much the entire Hermitcraft tumblr right now lol. (Suggested twice.)

(-@shadeswiftdraws.)

-Magic AU :: Magic exists and all the hermits have powers. They can also summon a weapon but what that weapon is depends on the hermit. I'm thinking it'll take place in a sort-of Demise 2 in S7 with a big war. So far I've got: Grian - Cloning himself to his different personas (each has a different power). Xisuma - Making barriers, teleporting, and transforming into different mobs. Scar - Making mutant plants & boosting other hermits' attack & health. (-@datsaltyperson.)

-Demon AU :: Something enters the overworld and turns into a supernatural style-demon through Dimentional Distortion. Who gets posessed first, who goes crazy, and who actually kills it? Honestly I think that, if anything, Tango would know how to gank it, for obvious reasons. (-@fireflower-dusk.)

-High Street AU :: Everyone owns a different shop on the same street or some run a shop together (-@violets-arepurple.)

-Cat AU :: Either they're were always cats, or Hels turned everyone, including himself, into a cat, and they have to survive and overcome challenges in the Season 7 world. An example of a challenge would be Cub's a Sand Cat(the cats that always look like kittens no matter how old they are and live in deserts), and everyone's not sure if he can actually swim, so they have to find a way for him to get around without involving water. (-@scp10000.)

-How about a secret AU.. Every hermit has their big secrets and when Grian joined. He doesn't really know anything about those secrets even till season 7. Not many hermits talked to him in S6 anyway.. Mumbo was the closest to him so they would have regular chats For Iskall is mostly business related things Grian wants to know why so he set out on a quest to force the others to at least talk to him so he wouldn't be lonely. (-@babylightstudentbiscuit.)

-Hermit Family AU :: Xisuma is very busy dad but when he isnt busy the kids and younger hermits annoying the hell out of him. Grian once asked to use Xisuma's computer and crashed the whole thing trying to download illegal gamesites and get money off the internet. Mumbo and his trains run through the entire house and Xisuma trips on them daily. (-@gamerutx.)

-College AU!! But they are not students. THEY ARE THE TEACHERS (-@ivi-prism.)

Ones I planned to do anyway but Hermitblr Hivemind and all that:

Battle of The Bands AU: i believe u once mentioned a bands/ battle of the bands au... thats my jam... (Anon.)

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