#maybe i'll do it anyways and say f u to everyone

[minispidey]

02: Barbie and the Giftshopist.

Steven Grant x f!bimbo!reader. previous part. series masterlist. next part.

02. He's just Steven (and Marc, and Jake)

a/n: i'm not like fully knowledgeable of DID but i did some research! if u guys can give me some tips/ point out my mistakes, i'd be happy to hear it and edit. i just really do need some help 🙏🏻 i've never written a system before and i'd love to hear some advice

(series tags are open!) tags: @3zae-zae3

"Morning, Stevie!" you started calling him Stevie not even a week after you moved in. Sure, he hates it when Donna calls him that, but god did it sound so beautiful when you say it.

You two walk out at the same time everyday, bothered by some of the sellers on the street blocking the door "Excuse us." you say as they made way for you and Steven. A vintage pink corvette was your way of transportation while Steven chooses the bus, but you weren't in a rush today "Stevie! I'll give you a ride. Get in."

Steven blushed, shaking his head "No no, it's fine, love." hearing him call you love made you accidentally kick your leg up. You stared confused at your leg before turning your head towards Steven again "Come on." you pouted.

"I'm serious— oh, bollocks." he drops his keys by accident "I'm alright."

You drove by his side slowly "Stevieee get in. I'm not letting you take the bus when I have a car."

"It's just-"

"Is it because it's pink?"

"No! No, not at all. I don't want to be a bother, that's all." he sighed.

"Steven. Get in." you pull down your sunglasses "I'm not taking a no for an answer."

"Yes, ma'am." seeing you so serious had him flustered. Maybe it's a weird kink he developed after knowing you were a lawyer.

He sat in the passenger's seat and buckled his seatbelt. You smiled at him before fixing your sunglasses "Okay! First stop, the museum."

Steven knew everyone's going to stare at your pink car. He just never expected so many people turning their heads towards you too. You were beautiful and radiated beauty and sunshine, you were an attention grabber.

He just imagines you in all pink in your firm, in a room filled with blue and black suits. He thought it was cute.

"Do you have like, a license? You can take my car on my days off."

"You don't have to." Steven shook his head "Really, you're too kind."

"It's alright! Whatever makes your life easier." you flashed him one of your bright smiles "I can drop you off every day if you wanna. I'm not as busy anyways."

"Take the offer, Steven. Beats having to cramp in every day." Marc says from the reflection of the right side mirror. Steven shook his head before turning towards you "It's fine, love."

"Come on. Rent's hell. Let me save you some commute money, okay? I may be fashionable, but I can be such a cheapskate-" the car comes to a sudden halt as you snap your head towards a shop window. Steven was pushed forward but thankfully held by the seatbelt "What's wrong?" he breathed out.

"What time do you have to go to work?"

"Before ten. Why?"

"It's eight. Do you mind making a short stop with me?"

Shop assistants surrounded you as you worked your magic "Ooh, and this one. Do you have it in pink?" you giggled as you slipped on another heel "Okay so like, the trick is to ignore the assistants." you whisper to Steven "They'll sell you anything in full price. Head straight to the expensive ones before slowly going to the ones on sale."

Steven nodded as he listened to the advice you gave. He felt a bit nervous as you spoke to the shop assistants, you seemed so confident as well. In contrast, Steven felt fairly awkward and he was just observing how you interacted with the people around you.

He was very intrigued by the way you were trying on shoes, the way you were talking about it with the shop staff— he couldn't explain what exactly it was that he found attractive about you, and it was slightly annoying him.

"Chica está loca..." Steven looks at the full-length mirror, Jake was staring right back at him. He raises an eyebrow at Jake "She's crazy. I've never met a girl who wears so much... pink."

Steven was about to talk back when you pull him to the counter, swiping your card and taking your shopping bags "Okay, so like, I got fourty percent off. I have a loyalty voucher." you two made your way back to your car, stuffing your bags in the back "Thanks for coming with me, Stevie. Well, you didn't have a choice anyways."

"It's alright, really. It was... fun." he smiled at you, getting inside the car "Never really shopped with anyone before."

"Really? Not even with friends?"

"Don't have any."

"Aw, how come? You're so fun to be with."

Steven's heart skipped a beat. He stared at you with bright eyes as you drove. He felt his face heat up. When he turns his head to face the side mirror, he finds Marc judging him.

"You've just met her, huh?"

"Shut it..." Steven mumbled under his breath, looking away from the mirror. He watched you, still smiling as you drove. It was like you weren't real, like you were too good to be true. If he had known years ago a woman like you existed, he would've searched for you everywhere. But you landed right outside his flat.

"I don't think I can pick you up after your work, training interns and all." you stopped near the steps "I'll see you later, Stevie."

"You don't have to, it's really okay." he blushed "I'll see you around, love." he got out of your car, looking back at you as he walked up the steps. You pushed your sunglasses down and waved back before driving away.

After an exhausting day, you drove back at 1 am. You shoved your files in the back seat with your shopping bags and rested your face, your signature smile falling from fatigue.

The streets of London were quiet, only the crickets' mating call filling the cold air. You rub your eyes, some of your mascara rubbing off "So tired..." you sighed as you turned the car to the right.

Though your sleepiness immediately went away when you spot a ridiculous ugly-patterned shirt. It was Steven walking back.

"This late?" you whispered to yourself. You sped up a bit to catch up with him "Stevie!" your cheery voice halted the quiet night.

His head turned towards you, a scowl displayed on his face. Though his eyebrows softened upon realizing it was you.

"Don't they have buses out late? You poor thing. Get in." you smiled as you unlocked your car, allowing him to enter.

"I should've totally given you my number. If I only knew you'd be out late like me I would've picked you up." you let out a yawn before continuing "I'm not that busy, I swear. Like, I'm a lawyer but I know how to manage my time."

As you went on and on, Steven just sat there and listened to you.

You parked your car and stepped out, trying to get all your shopping bags in one go. But Steven stepped in and helped "Aw, Stevie, thanks so much!" Steven looked exhausted too.

You talked more in the elevator, detailing how frustrating your day was at your firm before walking to your doors.

"-and he was like no and I was like totes! And he was like noooo and I was like, definitely!" you giggled "Whoever said orange is the new pink is totally disturbed."

You unlocked your door and let Steven in to set your bags down. He went to step out afterwards when you pulled on his sleeve "Thanks so much again, Stevie. You are like, too good to me. We should totally shop again some other time! Goodnight!" you placed a kiss on his cheek before closing your door.

He froze in place, staring at your door before unlocking his own door and getting in. He breathed in the cold air before walking to his fish tank, feeding the two fishes before his vision focused, looking at his reflection on the glass.

"Marc! What was that?!"

Marc looked back at Steven "It's nothing."

"Back off. I really like her, okay? There. I said it."

"You kissed my wife and your crush kissed me on the cheek."

"I said I was sorry."

Jake spoke up, appearing from a small mirror "You like her? Dios mío, that woman wears a lot of pink. What is it about her? Is it because of the car? I have a limousine."

"No! She's- she's really nice."

"Be more specific, amigo. Nice isn't how you like someone."

"Enough." Marc shakes his head "Steven, if you like her then go ahead. But just don't get attached."

"What do you mean?"

"I have Layla— we have Layla. I'm married to her. You can have a crush on your little neighbor, sure, but it's not like you can date her."

"Marc... come on, I have my own life... we have our own lives. What if I decide I want to date her? What if I really really like her, you know?"

"I don't know." he sighed, scratching his eyebrow "It's gonna be complicated, you know that."

Steven let out a sigh, looking down "I-I know... but I just... I just really like her."

Jake on the other hand was deep in this own thoughts. Marc heads to bed when Jake fronts, taking over the body. He cracks his neck before walking out and knocking on your door.

You were just about to take off your makeup when you head his knock. Your fluffy pink slippers squeaked as you made your way to the door, opening it "Stevie? Did you miss me already?" you giggled.

"Do you want to go out with me?" Jake put on his best performance, speaking in a kind of shy British accent.

"Out? Like, a date?" you blinked twice.

"Yes."

Jake understood now. He saw the way your eyes sparkled and your blinding smile "Oh my gosh, yes!" you squealed before covering your mouth, looking side to side across the halls, worried you might've woken up your neighbors "Yes. Let's go out. Uh, maybe lunch? I'm free."

"That's alright with me." he nodded.

"Alright." you couldn't help but smile like a fool "Goodnight, Stevie."

"Goodnight..."

After closing your door, you silently screamed, jumping up and down in excitement. Your exhaustion suddenly disappears as you start planning out your outfit for the morning.

#moon knight #steven grant #jake lockley #marc spector #moon knight system #steven grant x reader #x reader #x you #x bimbo reader #bimbo!reader

[aylabyu]

this idea was pretty random lmao it popped up when I saw the numbers 333 👽

ANYWAY HERE WE GO

Random Genshin Men x F!Reader (NSFW)

7

"ven-venti! wait, why are we doing... 'this' here?! n-no♡"

"why are you so shy? it's not like it's your first time," he nuzzled your neck while pounding you on the rails of the tavern.

your upper body dangling — in doggy position — and holding for dear life on the wooden, fragile rails while your lover rubs your clit continuously.

"venti-"

you swore you could have crushed the rails when he slapped your red ass.

"what did i tell you a while ago?"

"c-call you master! ah, ahng! master!!"

"that's right, my windblume. come, shout for your master. don't worry, everyone's too occupied drinking," he thrusted harder and harder 'til your and his release are dripping on the floor, "... maybe."

you're crying at this point, thanks to his dick, so you didn't hear his last word. a small stature could hide something so dangerous. though he is an archon, maybe he can make some... parts of him much larger? ♡

"fuck, fuck me, master! fuck me, ah!♡"

"i will, i fucking will. i'll fuck you until you can never function ever again. haah, hah. give me seven more orgasms, windblume. what count are we on now?"

"unh, u-um, sixty-one? ah!" he shoved two fingers down your throat.

"wrong, it's sixty-two since you didn't come in the past minute. looks like we have to go back to zero~♡"

6

"you naughty girl, having sex with venti thinking that no one can hear the both of you. that was so wrong baby, yet very hot too. don't you agree?"

with pistoning hips to your sloppy pussy, your mind can't form a coherent reply nor even process what kaeya is saying to you.

"you can't go on anymore? we're just starting though?"

in a missionary position, he grabbed your hair and forced you to look at him.

"come on baby, are you truly fucked dumb? either way, you'll still give me another orgasm, right?"

feeling the sweet pain in your scalp, you replied, "y-yes, i'll give you a-another- ah! ahn, uhn, mhm!♡"

seemingly not satisfied with your words, he set your legs up on his shoulders and started thrusting harder and faster.

"ugh, ugh- baby, you're clamping real tight- ah!♡"

crashing his lips unto yours, he released his hot load to your convulsing walls. the both of you continued to battle with your tounges when he pulled away as his cum started flowing out.

"d'you know how i knew that you were going at it with venti?"

he smirked when he felt your sudden clench to his slowly hardening dick.

"were we really that loud?" you sheepily asked.

"nuh-uh, i was standing below you two's position. drinking happily and merrily when i suddenly saw something slip into my drink."

he leaned close to your ear and continued, "it was your cum, you came so much that your fluids seeped into the wooden floors and dripped to the lower level."

along his wet licks to your ear, you just had a mini orgasm when you heard what he said.

"i still drank my beverage, of course. couldn't let a tasty addition go to waste, can't i? so i just left my drink in that same spot for a while until there was a noticeable increase in volume."

you were caught off guard when he started thrusting again. while loud moans and your saliva came out of you, kaeya continued, "it was such a big change in volume that someone asked me if i was pouring more to my drink! can you guess who that was?"

unable to form a reply or thought once more, you just let your tongue come out and moan to his doings on your poor body.

"well, you'll figure it out sooner or later. we still have six hours to go 'til daybreak, baby. six hours to go 'til i pass you off to that dear someone♡"

5

"m-master diluc! ah, please wait- ahn!♡"

your words were swallowed down when diluc shoved you back down on the table you were lying on, nude, while pinching your nipples.

"did you have fun with him? well, seeing as how you're naked in my tavern — out in public no less — i do think you had an enjoyable night. do you know i had to close the tavern early so they won't hear your whorish sounds?"

he rubbed, groped, and then bit your chest as if it was his adversary, making you think of nothing but addicting pleasure. his gloves added more stimulation, making you closer to the orgasm you crave.

"though, seeing as how you moved from venti to kaeya in one night, you truly might have wanted to be seen and heard by everyone," he leaned in close to you, his clothed body rubbing against your unclothed body, "be fucked by everyone in all of your holes, hm?"

you came right there and then.

"master... diluc, haah, hah. p-please..."

you grabbed his hands that stopped moving when he noticed your orgasm, and moved them yourself instead. you felt shame with your actions — you were basically masturbating, even if it was with just your nipples, using a nobleman's hand! but you didn't care, you were far too gone in the haze of ecstasy.

"'please' what? would you rather be stimulated with your chest than your cave down here?" he grabbed your hands and pinned them up your head.

"...b.."

"hm?"

"b-both! both, master diluc!"

though your words were garbled and not coherent enough, diluc understood you. he raised an eyebrow at you, making you instantly redden even more.

"no shame with your desires, darling. it's just, you're already used by two men," you shuddered, "how about you clean yourself for a bit and we'll continue talking."

he straightened his back and let you go, turning his back on you which made you think he was about to leave you. (of course he wouldn't, why would he let others take his prey?) so, you did a rational thing and shouted.

"i-i need your help then!"

diluc looked back and saw you prop yourself up on the wet table, separating your legs until you can't anymore.

"need, need your hand, master diluc! can you help me clean my... p-pussy?"

you bit your lips in embarrassment, shivering, but continued on. you set your folds apart while looking up at him with glistening eyes.

"my, i knew you were a slut but not to this extent," you almost came, "very well, i can see the progress firsthand in this way."

he took off his gloves using his mouth, and pushed you on the table once more. he cushioned your head with his hand, while the other shoved two fingers in your pussy.

"mhm, ah! agh, ahn!♡"

"come in five. your wetness can perhaps aid in pushing out all these cum," his words were of removing the cum in your pussy so he can fill it up with his, but he kept on shoving his fingers up to the hilt where you think he was pushing the cum further up than down.

"minutes? okay-"

"five minutes? i meant seconds, darling."

A/N: ...yoooo so it should be yk, 7 up to 1 but I got lazy so maybe I'll continue it if I felt like it.......... I ALSO DID NOT MEANT FOR VENTI'S TO BE MUCH SHORTER THAN THE OTHER TWO, I'm a sucker for porn w plot,, (with so many dicks coming out of darling's pussy was also in reference to so many words by the end of the fic LMAO)

#genshin impact smut #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin impact diluc #genshin impact diluc smut #genshin diluc smut #genshin impact venti #genshin impact venti smut #genshin impact kaeya #genshin impact kaeya smut

[melancholy-of-nadia]

La La Lost You (m) (teaser) | cyj

title: La La Lost You (m) << one-shot prequel to love u lately >> pairing: choi yeonjun x f. reader feat. bits of yoongi x f. reader, namjoon x f. reader, jimin x f. reader rating/genre: m (18+) ; angst , fluff, smut ; fake dating au; post-high school au, lowkey tatbilb au summary: choi yeonjun was simply just your academic rival, competing for honors at graduation during your senior year. however, when one of your (distant) friends' brothers is getting married, your 3 guy best friends all have dates to the event except you. in order not to feel like a loser, you decide to call up the only other tolerable male you know: Yeonjun, to be your fake date. what will happen when a childish fake date scheme actually ends up turning into your first real relationship lasting an entire summer. it may ultimately.. not end well note: i KNOW i have yet to finish Love U Lately, but i wanted to present this prequel idea to you guys!! i know many of y'all may not be a txt moa, but this one shot will definitely add a lot more insight on previous events and character insight to other bts characters in LUL that don't get much of a spotlight note 2: you do not have to read LUL to understand this fic. honestly might be better if you haven't read it! it will heavily focused on the mentioned previous relationship reader had with yeonjun before starting college and well as the perspectives of yoonminjoon and their attitudes towards it as they were still struggling with their romantic feelings for reader warnings: language, sexual innuendo mentions, maybe some smut, underage drinking, yeonjun has a band, soobin appearance, jungkook has a small crush on reader, halsey shows up!, yoonminjoon being jealous and overprotective, typical things that happen in a summer romance, bonfire party, eventual breakup smut warnings: tba drop date: spring 2024 word count: 15k (projected)

"Look, Choi, I need you to-"

"Need me? Sounds kinda erotic." The taller boy chuckles, and your face scowls, turning a heavy shade of red.

"Huh? You're gross! As if I would EVER do anything trashy with you!" You cross your arms, feeling impatient. Jimin should be here any minute from his last class across campus so you can both go home together. This isn't gonna work, and you don't have any more time for this. "You know what, never mind. I don't even know why I bothered to think of asking you. I should've asked Mark instead." You turn around, deciding to walk away from the situation. You'll take the L! You'll go to Seokjin's dumb brother's wedding by yourself like the loser you are while everyone else has dates.

"Hey, wait!" Yeonjun pulls your arm toward him, making you turn back around. "Alright. Fine, princess, I'm listening. What is it?" He looks at you, finally with sincerity in his eyes.

God, I guess if he actually wants to listen, then you'll say it. What could go wrong?

You tiptoe and lean in close to his ear, catching Yeonjun slightly off guard. "Okay. I need you to be my fake date to my friend's brother's wedding."

Yeonjun blinks repeated, processing the request. After realizing he was frozen, he immediately goes back to his usual expression and smirks. "Well, well, well. Looks like someone couldn't resist the charm of Choi Yeonjun after all."

You roll your eyes, "Hell no. Please, I'd rather dance with a cactus."

He raises an eyebrow, "You sure about that? Cacti can be quite prickly, you know."

You huff, "Just shut up and play along. I need you to act like a decent human being for one evening. You owe me anyways., remember?"

Yeonjun smirks again, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Decent human being? That's a stretch," he grins, clearly enjoying this. "But sure, why not? It's not every day someone gets to be in the presence of greatness."

You scoff, shaking your head, "Greatness? Please. Just don't embarrass me, okay?"

Yeonjun's grin widens, "No promises, sweetheart. But I'll do my best. After all, I owe you."

"Yeah, yeah. Just be ready to suffer through a night of pretending to like me," you retort with a wry smile.

"Oh, the sacrifices I make for you," he replies, sarcasm dripping from every word.

As you walk away, hoping to meet jimin halfway (where the hell is he?) you can't help but mutter under your breath, "This is gonna be a disaster."

Yeonjun's laughter follows you from a very short distance, "Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea."

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#yeonjun x reader #yeonjun #yeonjun smut #txt smut #yoonminjoon #love u lately #prequel #bts fic #txt fic #kpop smut #college au #tatbilb #la la lost you #txt imagines #txt hard hours #choi yeonjun x reader #yoonminjoon fic

[danketsuround]

sunday six!

typical monday six for me cause i forgot yesterday was sunday lol i was tagged by @four-white-trees and @overdevelopedglasses woo! thank you! i will tag everyone else i usually tag @c-cw-f-saeko @fire-tempers-steel @futilecombat @passthroughtime (think that's everyone? lmk if u want to be tagged/untagged) (share if you want don't if you don't as usual HI)

sharing something different cause i wasn't feeling well this weekend and i have this written already. little extra thing from two birds that expands on the letters kuwana and reiko wrote to each other. kind of long but i don't like it enough to post so just take the whole thing gosh!

To Kusumoto-san,

How are you? I'm sorry I haven't written yet. I just figured out how this works in the midst of moving around. Ehime is a nice place. Far, temperate. The people in Masaki are a little too friendly. Not sure I could say the same about Matsuyama, though, I guess that's the city to a stranger. It seems silly to say, but I hope you're making some friends, if you can.

When we first drove in, a seagull shat on my car. Right on the windshield! I almost killed us both. I know you just jumped at the thought, but we're really okay. Mitsuru made fun at me for getting so startled. He's a good kid. He's a lot like you and nothing like me. Thank God. Despite our differences I think we're getting along.

We came to Matsuyama for a bit. We wanted to pop in and see you but they told us it doesn't work that way. That day it really hit that you were in prison, and not just away on a terrible vacation. I guess I'll never get over missing you. It really upset Mitsuru, so I took him to do tourist stuff instead. It was nice because a lot of people visit those areas, so the wheelchair wasn't really a problem like it is on these gravely rural roads. We met the mascot, Mikyan, and took a picture with him. I'm sure it fell out when you tore open this envelope. Did you know Ehime is famous for its mandarins? They really won't let you forget it! The photo was just going to be of Mitsuru, but this lady behind me said she could take a photo of the both of us, and I got too shy to say no. I'd never do that! Maybe I'm a changed man after all. Anyways, you have the both of us now—though it wasn't like you didn't before.

Mitsuru gave me a haircut. I look ridiculous. You can see it in the photo, right? I would have done a better job blindfolded, but he seemed proud of it, so I kept it. His hair looks pretty choppy now, but not out of revenge. I just suck at cutting hair. Did I tell you that he's trying to get his high school diploma? What a dedicated young man you've raised. I technically still have my teaching license, so I've been helping. Feels good. It's weird. Whenever I help him, I remember why I became a teacher in the first place. Ironic, isn't it? I want to tell you everything but I'll save it for the next time we see you. I'm sorry for cutting it so short, but I have a favor to ask you.

The nurses in Ijincho explained a bunch of stuff to me about Mitsuru's condition and printed it out. It's expectedly massive. Sorry to be a pain, but would you mind taking a look at it and tell me what to do? Advice? I can't make sense of it all. Or maybe I refuse to believe it. Is he really hurt so badly? What does he think of all this? I wonder about it. I wonder about it a lot. He seems fine, but then I look at all his X-rays and blood tests and I don't know what to think. How do I get him too eat? To grab things? To smile? I'm taking it one step at a time, but these technical terms are a big hurdle. You can read it, right? You've always been so much smarter than me. I'm sorry again. I'm lost. Thank you. I'm running out of room. They've got a limit on paper for prison letters. Seems strict.

Mitsuru wanted to say:

M iSsyou Mo M

- Mi Tsu ru

He's got a damn strong grip on his pencil. You'd be proud.

Until then,

Yu

Kitakata,

It's good to finally hear from you. I'm doing as well as I can. You seem to be the same. I checked a map of Masaki to try and place you two. It seems like a nice town. Are you getting used to the short buildings and the little beach?

I've been friendly with some of the other inmates, and the seagulls here do the same, but I've been safer than you.

I got your picture. How cute. Your haircut isn't so bad, he did a good job.

I looked at the documents. I know what you mean. I expect you already know to use the feeding tube and how to bathe him. It's not surprising he did not respond well to the catheter. I wouldn't either.

Firstly, Mitsuru has anterograde amnesia. That means he has a very difficult time forming short term memory, even if his long term memory is intact. Remember when you told me he didn't know your name, even though you told him earlier? That's why. I'm not sure why he doesn't remember your face from before. I suppose that's a fortunate mystery. You may have noticed the nurses doing this, but if you tell him the same things over and over again, he'll have an easier time forming new memories. He knows what to call you now because you said it so many times. I'm sure he knows I'm in prison because the nurses told him many times, too. That's what I get.

I'm sure you're well aware of his mental health. He seems to go up and down a lot, I bet. Like his body, his brain is suck at seventeen. Doesn't he seem so... frozen in time to you? He's like an old doll, destined to be a kid forever. I'd be jealous if that was the end of it. The nurses observed that he sometimes behaves like a much younger child. Have you seen him suck his thumb? Does he tug at you when he wants your attention? Hug you at night? It's an acute stress response. He's defending his body from his mind—that's what that means.

Lastly, his food. It's not very difficult to do. Steam it for thirty minutes. If you lose track of time and think you've cooked it for too long, add another ten minutes. I did that when he was little. He hated vegetables until they weren't shaped much like vegetables anymore. He'd swallow his food whole to hurry up and play outside again, so boil it thoroughly. It should be the consistency of chewed gum or silt. Try it yourself, add salt if you hate it. He doesn't like broccoli. No broccoli. Like everything else, he's still relearning how to chew. Don't push him. He’s sensitive. You know that already, just like you know how to do all this other stuff. You have good intuition, and great memory, and it helps that Mitsuru seems to love you. Even still, don't push him. No broccoli. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Don't expect me to say anything else, I'll see you soon.

Kusumoto Reiko

#my tummy hurts #sunday six

[panelshowsource]

do you have any favorite gif sets of yours from throughout the years?

i mean not really non they're all shit 🧍‍♀️

there are, i would say, three reasons people make gifs: to participate in the community, to keep a visual archive of their hobbies, and for the satisfaction of gifs coming out super prettily and lovely to the eyes. when it comes to giffing this kind of tv content, it's easy to nail the first two but the third? half of the shows are low quality "hd" ripped from youtube, not 1080p hdtv blah blah, so it's so hard to make anything that actually, truly looks spectacular, so you have to have other motivations apart from the satisfaction of decent photoshop skills to keep going (and i only became about 40% decent maybe 5 minutes ago anyways) >.<

that's why anything i'd say i like is probably not even a standout set but just something that's in really lovely quality, like this?

BUT FOR THE SAKE OF HAVING A FUN THROWBACK and you being so kind to ask such a nice question(!!) let me think about it for a moment...

the 2019 female top 5 poll was soooooo fun and i think the gif sets came out decently! i wanna do another poll super super soon

i always love this one of david and love how much everyone else loves this one from my fave series of taskmaster (everyone also seemed to like the latest sean set which was very kind)

for no reason other than having a lot of time on my hands and loving him i did this extra ass response to this anon and i still think it's funny heh

also my david x victoria sets are fun ALWAYS and actually i have another one coming up hehehe

from recently? kayvan turned out sexy (ugh speaking of handsome devils i always love f.05 alan) and also the s16e01 sue set hahahaha she is sooo funnyyyy

often the ideas, parallels, throwbacks, whatever i come up with are pretty good but the gifs themselves aren't anything special or even decent at all — which is why sometimes i remake the same moments a couple times over, thinking i'll immortalise it better each time (and never really do lol)

i'm glad you guys accept 1) that i'm not a world class gif maker and 2) we're dealing with so much low quality video that it wouldn't matter either way ↁ_ↁ

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the 5 stages of (my) life

summary: he was everything. there was no before or after him. it was just him.

pairing: bucky barnes x f!reader

words: i think 7k?

warnings: thoughts of loneliness, depersonalisation, mention of depressive symptoms, a lot of bad words at some point, implicit descriptions of sex. i wrote this to be pure angst, idk if i got it, we'll see, you'll tell me.

note: i was watching Grey's Anatomy today and a specific episode about a couple inspired me to write this. it's too inspired by that so thank you Grey's! i don't know if i got the angst i wanted, i hope i did. i actually wrote this just with suffering on my mind. anyway, hope yall like it!! (English is not my first language so sorry for any mistakes!) also, I uploaded this at half past one in the morning so I didn't have time to edit the quotation marks, but tomorrow night I'll make the text look much nicer!

thank u for reading!

You never thought things would go this far.

"I'm not going to stand here and watch you risk your life because you're incapable of expressing your feelings. I'm not worth being put through this."

"You're talking about my fucking life! Why do you want to take control of all the shit I do now? Fuck you."

"I can't believe how fucking insane you've become."

You never thought things would get worse like this.

"I gave up a lot of things for you and you know it!"

"You make it sound like I forced you to. I never asked you to give up your life for me!"

"Exactly, that's the damn problem! You've never asked me to do anything, you've never asked me to do anything, I've just done all this stuff on my own trying to cope with a relationship that's become… one-sided!"

You had heard for a long time how a great many people had said that their best relationships had started with a flame. You couldn't count on the fingers of your hands the number of times you've heard someone say that the best relationship is the one that is always alive, where they keep the flame burning.

But what if it's not a flame? What if it all started with a fire?

You'd heard a lot of things about love, about life, about attachment, but you'd never really experienced it, and you couldn't know how, with the lifestyle you led, your reactions would be when you finally had one. Although, honestly, you didn't expect to ever have one after so many disappointments and abandonments; however, there was one thing that was common about love, that you had heard everyone say: it comes when you least expect it.

But the moment came and, after that event, you considered that your life had only five stages. Only five truly remarkable things that had brought you to the eternal extreme of misery. There was nothing before, there was nothing after. There was only him.

1

You had seen that man, by far, about seven times in the last month. He had a stern look on his face, as if he was in a constant staring match with someone inside his head, or as if he was someone completely drained of emotion, who had lived and felt too much and was tired of it.

Or maybe he was just unfriendly.

Every time you went to therapy, within the last four weeks, you met that man.

The two of you always waited, sitting across from each other in the narrow hallway, trying fiercely to avoid each other's gazes. Or well, you tried not to meet his too much, sometimes it really felt too heavy. Then he would be called first and, more often than not, he would come striding out with his hands clasped. If his vibe was too strong for the session, your therapist never tried to point it out. When he left, the doctor would appear behind him with her typical half-smile calling you by your last name, even though you had asked her not to do so several times.

The other times, which were not so common, the man actually took the time to look serene. You even thought you saw him give you a nod in greeting once, but you couldn't be completely sure of that.

You had never spoken to each other, you were just two strangers who happened to be in the same place at the same time of day at certain times of the week. Still, sometimes, when his eyes met yours, you felt like you were looking into a mirror.

Anyway, you had never spoken to each other, until one day you decided to change that, just because what was the worst that could happen?

"After a while it feels like you have no reason to come, don't you think?"

The man turned his head, and it was the first time he saw you out of volition. His clear eyes moved in an almost imperceptible way, analysing something about you, your face, your clothes, your posture. He looked like a predator ready to strike, but he didn't count on you being a very, very chill gazelle.

"I don't know if you can relate, but it's been really hard for me to come these last few times. I think my only motivation is to come here to have a battle with you of who can go the longest without seeing the other for 30 minutes even though our feet are almost touching?"

You thought you heard a snort in response. Mmm, it wasn't much, but worse was nothing.

"You could just not come," he replied, more crudely than you expected, actually surprising you because you didn't expect him to even pay attention to you.

"Yes, I could," you agreed with him, your gaze drifting to the white tiles, "Anyway, I don't have someone who really cares that I'm okay."

You twisted your lips in a very conformist gesture, and dismissed your attempt at conversation as a failure. Indeed, what was the worst that could happen? That the man would think you were pitiful. But what does it matter? He is a stranger. He's the only person you see regularly besides your therapist. Why should you care that the conversation didn't work? You shouldn't expect the opposite. At some point he'll stop going, he can't be as bad as you. When you least expect it, it will just be you in that narrow hallway again.

"Therapy can be very counterproductive for people who are alone."

You looked up when the man spoke again. You didn't know if you were seeing wrong, but his gaze wasn't as hard as before. He seemed… sympathetic.

"If it makes you feel any better, you're not alone when we wait in this hallway."

You didn't answer him. You watched him as if he were a fly swatted on a wall. You didn't know what to say. What was that supposed to be? Words of support? From a stranger? And what was supposed to be a response to them? That man had flipped the table on you, catching you off guard, and that didn't make you feel very good.

You watched him even after a while in silence, when he had already looked away, his head was down and he had focused on other things. You didn't know what your scrutiny was about; you didn't know whether you were looking for a lie or a mockery, a truth or a ruse. You didn't even know what it was all about. But what does it matter anyway? He's a stranger. He's a stranger sharing that narrow corridor with you. A stranger. A stranger who gave you a few words of support. A stranger. It's a stranger. He is a person.

You shook your head, suddenly regaining your composure. You ran your hands over the fabric of your trousers several times, up and down, down and up. Constantly. About ten times.

You didn't know if it was just you, but you felt suddenly obfuscated in that corridor. As if the walls had invisible hands closing around your throat.

You didn't really know much. You only knew that after the doctor called the man, James, you would never again take the liberty of speaking to strangers as if they were acquaintances, especially those in therapy.

But your mind went blank when James stood up and, before he left, looked at you as if it was something he had planned to do. As if he really wanted to do it. As if he had intended to…

No.

No more.

2

It didn't work.

Of course, it goes without saying that it didn't work.

How could it work? You saw him at least twice a week. And you were weak. Too weak. Too weak. Extremely and potentially vulnerable to suddenly hitting people who gave you a little affection and understanding. You were vulnerable to hitting people. You were vulnerable to ending up in therapy. You were vulnerable.

So what didn't work? Trying to limit your conversations with James to looks. Over the next three weeks, he seemed to have made it his mission to try to keep you company. Did he have any idea how uncomfortable that was for you? But you weren't going to tell him, how could you? Apparently the man wasn't a grumpy, mean looks machine, he was definitely a person who was getting some therapy. He was a person who understood your situation because he had to go through it himself. He was a person. He was a stranger.

Mostly, at that moment, you remembered the conversation that had led you to be in that coffee shop. It was strange. You felt alien to yourself, to your surroundings, but you tried to keep your mind enlightened so you wouldn't freak out.

"You look different."

"We saw each other three days ago."

James twisted his lips. "That's no excuse for not noticing that you look different."

You took a deep breath.

"You really made it your business to talk about something every time we see each other. Did you get tired of me beating you in the staring duels?"

"I'm just trying to get you back in therapy."

"By harassing me with questions?"

"By turning me into a person who cares."

You frowned. The constant knot in your chest was starting to become more and more unbearable. You felt the food from that morning in your throat.

"You'll get the opposite."

James pursed his lips and held up his hands.

"Hey, are you doing anything on Saturday?"

That had been the first time. Yes. Completely out of the loop, somehow you'd agreed the first time. And maybe it wasn't as bad as you'd hoped. Or maybe it was. You had no idea. Just as you had no idea how you had ended up in the same situation for the fifth time.

Fifth time? My goodness.

"You're particularly quiet today," James' face suddenly materialised in front of you.

At what fucking point had he arrived?

"I'm always quiet."

"Not as quiet as today. Are you okay?"

"What are we doing?" you blurted out suddenly. You didn't even process the words in your head until you saw the man's face contort in confusion.

"What are we doing?" James repeated your question, "We're having coffee in a coffee shop."

"You're a top notch clown, you know that?"

The man let out a laugh, and you watched his shoulders move in time with his breaths.

"We're just sharing time. Don't freak out."

"Sharing time?"

"Yes, sharing time."

"I don't think I've shared time with someone in a long time."

"That's not bad. It's good to share time with yourself."

You twisted your lips. You stared at the bubbles in your coffee, still steaming on the table.

"I had to learn to share time with myself," you looked up to see him with his head cocked to one side, a gesture you had learned to associate with his absolute attention to your words. "You've shared time with yourself?"

James nodded.

"All the time, to tell you the truth. I can barely escape myself."

You smiled at him. The constant knot in his chest seemed to have subsided for now.

"I guess we both got to learn."

The man raised his glass of black coffee, tilting his head, "It's the hazards of the job."

Yes, that was definitely what it had to be about. The things that constantly occupied you outside of coffee shops and therapy. Of the things that occupied your head so that you didn't delve into your intrusive thoughts, even though sometimes they seemed to come alive and present themselves in the faces of the people you saw in your daily life.

Undoubtedly it must have been because of that night job. It wasn't a job you loved, it was a job you imposed on yourself to try to make yourself feel better at night when you were trying to sleep. It was a duty. It was a task you couldn't refuse. Too many people had already died for you to give up. You had nothing left.

Many people said it was the job of a vigilante; other people said it was the job of a criminal. In the end, what did it really matter as long as it left you with a clear conscience?

Your therapist knew, but you didn't know if James knew. If he was aware of it and preferred to overlook it to have coffee with you. Or if he knew and preferred to ignore it so as not to ruin things. Or if he knew and pretended he didn't so you wouldn't notice he was doing it all out of pity. Or if he didn't know.

Honestly, you didn't know which was worse.

Sometimes you thought things were better when you were just strangers in a narrow hallway. Sometimes you thought it would be better if you didn't have to make an emotional commitment to him, even though you knew you were already doing it; unconsciously you were doing it.

You had always believed that it was better to be alone. Not to have company. Not to share time with someone you could potentially lose. It was easier to get the job done when you got home and didn't have to answer a text or remember that there's someone waiting for you to text them that you got home safe and sound.

"Hey, don't overthink it."

James' voice broke your concentration. You focused your gaze on his face, suddenly feeling oblivious to the whole scenario.

"You don't have to give it a name, or even think about it. If you really, from the bottom of you, didn't want any kind of company, don't you think you wouldn't have come the first time I asked you?"

"Are you saying this is what I want?"

"I'm saying that you're a person who's used to being alone, but you don't have to be if you don't want to be."

"You're an enigma."

James smiled. "Thank you. I think the same about you."

But it was true what he'd said, you were thinking too much. One of the things your therapist kept telling you was to try to stop living in your head. Acknowledge your surroundings, feel every sensation and take in every possible smell.

It was difficult when the reason you wanted to be in your head all the time was the same reason that all your senses were perceiving at the same time.

But you tried. You felt the wood of the table and the warmth of the coffee cup, you took in the smell of caffeine and James's perfume, a little piney and citrusy, you savoured the coffee left in your mouth from the last time you took a sip. Slowly you tried to bring yourself back to that moment, to focus on your present and, sadly, to acknowledge that you were in a coffee shop with James Barnes.

It was something you constantly shied away from. To acknowledge that you spent time with him. With him. That he deliberately chose to spend his time with you. That you, intentionally, decided to spend your time with him. With the one who started out as a stranger. A person. A friend. A…

No.

3

It had been a while since you had decided to stop closing yourself off to all the possibilities life had to offer. Sometimes you didn't recognise how you got to that point, but other times you felt something close to pride for allowing yourself to go that far. And, really, it could have been one of the best or one of the worst decisions you had ever made in your life.

You spent weeks trying to deny James coming into your life, but the moment you opened the door to him, you had only gone up.

You didn't know you missed the company of a friend on sleepless nights and confessions. You didn't know you longed for the warmth of a lover until hours passed and you couldn't tear yourself away from each other. You didn't know you wasted time denying the feeling. You didn't know that you needed to take a few days off from the exhausting work you had set for yourself. You didn't even know that the work was exhausting.

When you were able to recognise all those things, you were also able to recognise that you had been living life on the edge. You were constantly exposed to everything before you met James. Exposed to danger, to death, to loneliness. You were living too fast because you felt you had no time, that at any moment you would run out of time and you wouldn't have done enough.

And then you finally decided to give yourself a break. From everything. Absolutely everything. Everything.

You moved in with James.

Yeah, definitely.

You took turns shopping. You took turns doing the dirty dishes. You took turns cleaning the flat. It felt like perfect harmony; like suddenly everything was in its place and it seemed like nothing could go wrong from that point on.

"Wait, wait!" you exclaimed with laughter. You moved your body off the bed, the peach-coloured sheet covering your body. You tried to stretch to reach for your mobile phone on the nightstand but James' hands around your waist prevented you from moving too much.

"You can answer that when we're done," the man purred, his hands straining, but not too hard, to pull you back onto the bed.

"Hold on a moment, James Barnes," you mumbled back, when you finally reached for the mobile phone and let out a triumphant laugh.

Vanessa Lennox, you read on the screen, as you felt James cling to your back.

"It's Vanessa," you told him as you unlocked the phone to check her messages.

"Vanessa texts you all the time."

"I know."

"All the time."

"That I know."

"These nights are supposed to be for us. She's not asking you out, is she?"

"No, no, she's…"

I'm in trouble. Can you come over?

"She's all right."

I can't, but I'll write to Tommy. He told me he was watching today, he must be near where you are.

"Are you sure?" you felt James' breath on the back of your neck, as his lips began to touch the most sensitive parts of your back.

"Yes…" you replied in a whisper. "She's going to be fine."

"Then stop turning your back on me," James spoke, his breath colliding against the small of your back. You arched unconsciously. "Look at me."

You inhaled air sharply, leaving the mobile phone locked to the side of the bed. You let James's hands guide your movements until you were trapped in his arms, his chest pressed against your back.

"You're bossy sometimes, has anyone ever told you that?"

"Only you, to be honest."

"Yeah, sure you have," you smiled incredulously.

You stirred until you could stand face to face with the man you shared a bed with every night. His light eyes quickly met yours, and his hands squeezed each side of your waist.

It was getting a little chilly. There were nights when you didn't know how you could stand to be so long without clothes under those sheets. It was easier for James, the weather didn't affect him as much as it did you at the moment. You shivered as a chill ran through your whole body, from the tips of your toes to the crown of your head. You pulled your body close to his, settling your head where his neck and shoulder met.

"Maybe the window is open," you heard him say.

"You know I always close the windows all over the flat before I go to bed."

"Okay, then we'd better figure out a way to get you warm."

As he finished speaking, the man moved, lowering himself from his position until his head was at the same level as yours. His eyes smiled at you as your teeth unconsciously flickered from the cold your body felt. His mouth also stretched into a smile, one of the many smiles you had learned to love. It was a very homely smile. The kind of smile that only you could see, that only you could see, that only you could see. It was a very domestic smile. It was the smile.

"Do you want me to get the other sheet?"

"No," you answered quickly. "I'm fine. We can proceed."

James let out a laugh. His eyes grew small from the flex of his cheeks as he laughed. You saw every flex and line of his face and it was like a balm to your mind.

It wasn't long before the man, in the midst of his smile and that feeling of ecstasy, brought his face close to yours and kissed you as if he hadn't kissed you in years.

Kissing James was like touching heaven. It was like being at peace after years of constant war. It was a great, vast, calm ocean. It was the absolute silence of tranquillity. It was like a great rest after years and years of travel. With his kisses you could begin to believe that you would never be alone again. With his kisses you didn't feel alone. With his kisses you believed it was possible to never be alone again. With his kisses you lost the fear of accepting him unconditionally in your life.

With his kisses, you lost the fear of loving him.

You loved the way he cradled the side of your face when he kissed you, every time, without fail. You loved the way he would start slow, soft, so tender, then fill you with passion and control your mouth without weariness or fatigue. You loved the way he then moved his hands all over your waist to the curve of your buttocks, as if he was admiring every millimetre of your skin through his touch. You loved the way he made love to you afterwards, sometimes so subtle and sometimes so out of control.

To have James was to have the best of everything at the same time.

"Are you getting up early tomorrow?" James asked as he pulled away from you. When you saw his eyes, his pupils were dilated and his breathing resembled yours: quickened and eager.

"No."

"Good."

He kissed you hard.

"Because you're not leaving this bed until Sunday."

4

James had begun to accept occasional missions that Fury gave him. You never agreed. No matter when or where they asked you, you would never have agreed to it. But clearly you couldn't just keep him in the flat until the idea was out of his head. You had thought about it a few times, but… no.

You tried to adjust to the fact that he wouldn't be around as much as before, but it was very difficult. It felt as if you had been given the most delicious candy in the whole world, left to treasure it, to savour it a little at a time, to get used to having it next to you, only to have it ripped away from you without warning, totally unprepared, leaving you to realise that everything was really out of your control. You didn't have the candy in your domain, you had been allowed to have the candy and then it was taken away from you.

"Try to concentrate," you heard Vanessa's voice.

You looked up to find her watching you from the roof of the building across the street. You felt a strong desire to rip the communicator from your ear and stomp it to dust with your boot. It was strange. It was a feeling of constant anger that you didn't know how to control. You were constantly angry except when James came to the flat.

"I'm focused."

"You better be," Tommy spoke up, "because my life depends on it."

"You shut your mouth and focus on not losing sight of the target."

"Vanessa, remind me why I agreed to do this."

"Because you're a great friend who supports absolutely everything we do."

Friend. At what point did you start to consider someone a friend? James was your friend. You thought you considered him that. Your partner. Your friend. James was your boyfriend.

"And you're totally unconditional to us."

A friend is unconditional. James is your friend. He's your partner. Friend. James is unconditional to you?

"I have to start working on my boundaries."

"No, our friend needs to start working on her temper. She doesn't get the required amount of sex a day and she's already starting to freak out."

You frowned.

"So you consider your friend's problems to boil down to sex alone?" you snapped at Vanessa, not avoiding the sour tone with which your words came out. You couldn't help but take it personally. Was that being an unconditional friend? Or being a friend?

"No," she replied quickly, "You know I didn't mean it that way. I was joking."

You hummed a nod, downplaying the words. Playing it all down. Because it didn't really matter, it was so silly to get angry about it. And it was very strange for you to get angry about it. You didn't even used to have relationships close enough to allow yourself to get angry about something they said about you. That was the big example of why you didn't do it.

"The target is moving. He's heading for the nest," Tommy spoke again, his serene tone bringing you back to the topic that was truly important. "Do you see him, Vanessa?"

"Got it."

"Good. Just move into the room towards… Wow, who's that? Who the hell's in there?"

"Damn," Vanessa mumbled.

"Wait a minute."

"We can't wait that long."

"I know," Tommy exclaimed, and from his exasperated tone you could imagine how he was running his hands through his hair repeatedly.

"What the hell do we do, Thomas?"

"I told you to wait!"

"We can't wait, dammit!"

"Wait."

"Thomas, I'm going to-"

"Hold on."

You peered through your binoculars. The large panes of glass surrounding the flat where the target was located didn't let you see much inside. The room the man was in was not as well lit, but you had gone in well prepared.

Finally you could see what the others were seeing. The man had entered the room he was supposed to enter, but there was another man in there with him. And, as far as you could see, they had made themselves comfortable. It didn't look like the other man was going to leave any time soon.

"Let's do it," you spoke, breaking the silence, giving voice to the only option they had that neither of the other two wanted to say.

"Are you insane?" Tommy exclaimed through his teeth.

"We don't have a choice. We declare it a red zone and end the mission."

"We don't even know who that man is," Vanessa interjected, her voice unsteady as she was unable to acknowledge that you were right, hesitating because you were running out of time.

"That's what the red zone is all about."

There was a moment of silence. You knew they were both considering it, the idea had been in their heads since the man entered the room, but their moral compass was much stronger than yours.

"He could be an innocent person," Tommy tried to justify not making that decision.

"How innocent can he be sitting there with the target?"

"And how do we know he's guilty?" Tommy exclaimed back.

"We're wasting more time discussing this," Vanessa spoke again, and you could breathe in her deep inhale before she said, "I think we should do it, Tommy."

The man cursed through his teeth.

You looked through the binoculars again, and both men were still inside the room.

You heard a beep on the communicator and then a steady static. Someone had changed the channel.

"I'm relieving myself as mission leader. You're in charge," it was Tommy.

"What?"

"I can't do this."

"Thomas…"

"I can't make this decision. Just… just do it."

You heard the beeping again and then it was Vanessa saying, "Thomas, what the hell are we going to do?"

"Vanessa, aim for the target," you ordered as you began to open the case next to you, just in case a situation like that arose.

"What?"

"This mission has been declared a red zone. We're going to proceed according to protocol."

The woman didn't speak again.

Nor did she say anything when you had climbed down from the rooftops and found yourselves in an alleyway in the middle of the buildings. You were waiting for Thomas, your guns already stowed in the van.

"He relieved himself," Vanessa spoke after a while, and though it sounded like she wanted to ask a question, it sounded like a statement.

"Yes."

Vanessa shook her head in an affirmative gesture. She didn't say anything else. She leaned against the concrete wall with a blank stare.

Your mobile phone rang inside the van.

"Is that Thomas?" your companion asked.

You moved closer to look at the device's screen.

James.

"No."

You took the mobile phone and moved away from the woman's figure, further down the alley. Your heart was racing, it was out of control. You had been waiting for that call for days. You had spent sleepless nights waiting for one measly message. You had taken hundreds of missions just so you wouldn't have to endure sleeping in a bed alone. You felt like your body had been frozen until that moment, until that call, and finally….

"James? Are you here yet?"

A woman called your name on the other end of the line.

"Bucky arrived a couple of hours ago."

Your feet stopped walking.

"And the mission went well?"

Silence.

A beeping and constant muttering was all that answered you on the line.

"Is James okay?"

"He's stable. He suffered some injuries. We lost communication with him in the last few days and we thought that…"

You couldn't quite remember when you had arrived at the old Avengers Complex. Your body moved automatically and your vision was so blurred that you had no idea how you could get through the crowd without bumping into someone. It was all very strange. You spent months convincing yourself that it would never happen again. Ever since James accepted those damn missions, you spent weeks trying to convince yourself that nothing would ever go wrong. That his kisses would always be there. His reunion kisses were the best, they were a wellspring of calm that washed away all the anxiety that consumed you alive during the days when you couldn't hear from him.

You had already made up your mind that it would never happen again. He promised you that it wouldn't happen, that you wouldn't have to relive that heartbreaking feeling one more time.

And he broke it.

You wanted to be relieved to see him. You wanted to be happy to know he was alive. Bruised, but alive. You wanted to hold him, to stay with him and never let him go again. But you just stood there in front of his stretcher. And he didn't try to make you come closer either. He saw it in your eyes, you knew it. He knew it.

Seeing him on that gurney made you angry. It aroused your anger that this man had broken the promise he sealed with so many kisses. You felt so much disappointment that your chest had become a bottomless void of a feeling of impersonality. You didn't want to be there. You didn't want to go through it. You preferred to think that you could overlook it. You should overlook it. Why didn't you overlook it? You could live in ignorance, pretend to be the perfect girlfriend. Everything could be easier for both of you, for you, if you just ignored all those feelings and took this situation as a normal person would.

But your knees gave way to your tears and crashed to the floor. From the corner of the room, you could see your body shake in uncontrollable weeping. You didn't know why it hurt so much, if he was alive. You didn't know the reason for the agonising pain, if he was there. And yet, your face contracted in incalculable pain. It was as if he had died on that stretcher. It was as if you had been called to come and acknowledge his corpse.

And you knew James knew, because he hadn't said anything since you arrived. He had done nothing but watch you.

There, from the corner of the room, you could see him crying with you.

He knew.

You knew it.

5

The mission was simple.

Infiltrate, seduce, accompany, lull, kill.

But simple doesn't always end easy.

Since James had returned to the flat, he had vowed never to go out on any mission again, under any circumstances. And, indeed, he was keeping that promise. He was spending as much time at home as before.

But you weren't.

Every time James tried to talk to you about that mission where he might have died, you went into a kind of shell where you shut yourself off from all communication and fled from that place to one where you felt more at ease. More in control.

You got so tired of running away that you decided to start investing that time in something that would actually pay off. You started accepting missions with Thomas more often than before.

You knew James was trying to understand you, he was trying as hard and as willing as he could. Sometimes you would arrive and there would be dinner for you in the fridge or in the microwave. Sometimes you'd see your clothes piled in a corner of the yard suddenly neatly folded and smelling decent. Sometimes you'd walk into the bedroom and find little presents on top of the nightstand, right next to your side of the bed.

You knew James was trying.

But you also knew he was getting tired.

Weeks passed since you first came in and he was waiting for you sitting on the couch. It was a very hectic night, with too many questions and not enough answers. Sometimes you arrived and the flat was lonely. Sometimes you arrived and there was no food. Sometimes you arrived and there was only screaming.

But it was easier that way. You'd already felt what it was like to almost lose him, you'd already experienced that overwhelming emotion that had been with you so much in the past, and you knew, beforehand, that if it happened with James, there was no way you'd get out of it alive, so it was easier this way.

So it was easier that way. He'd walk away on his own, you'd forget about him, and you wouldn't have to suffer if he ever died.

Die.

James would die one day.

But not a day when he was with you.

So yes, you did spend a lot of time away from home.

Maybe you really should have thought twice before deciding that this was the best option.

You knew you dreaded James' death, and the loneliness that followed his passing.

But you had no idea how panicked you would be at the thought of your own death, after meeting him.

Because you would forget him, and that would be fairly easy for you, but he wouldn't forget you. And he would suffer, much more than he was suffering since you didn't come home.

"What the hell happened?" you remembered hearing a voice.

You couldn't be too aware of your surroundings lately.

"It was a simple mission," you heard another male voice.

"It was supposed to go well. She was supposed to call us if things got complicated."

You remembered little of being in the hospital.

You remembered a lot of James sitting in an armchair next to your gurney.

You remembered a lot of his silence.

You also remembered when, some days, you were awakened by his cries and had to pretend to be asleep so as not to interfere with his suffering. Because, ever since that accident happened, ever since you could remember what happened after that, James had become wary of his feelings. He wasn't as expressive as he used to be. And you didn't have the slightest idea what to do.

You couldn't believe that before you could get to the point where you could tell how each other was doing just by listening to each other's breathing, and after that you couldn't even meet each other's eyes by accident.

You were two strangers again.

You were losing him. You knew it. Every day that you went without doing something, without talking to him, without showing a hint of remorse for what you'd done, was a day closer to being completely alone again.

And you didn't even show it, but it was painful. Seeing him shut down like that, seeing him lose the sparkle in his eyes when he looked at you, realising that he lost the will to try… knowing that you took away his will… it was all too much.

Really, you never thought things would get this bad.

"What are you doing?"

You didn't think they had gotten this bad, until one day you came to the flat and saw a suitcase in the room full of his clothes.

"I'm tired."

Those were the first words he'd spoken to you in days.

"And I don't have to put up with this anymore. So I'm leaving."

You knew it was going to happen, but for him to say it like that…

"You're leaving?"

James turned to look at you. His icy expression paralysed you.

"Are you still surprised?" he blurted out gruffly, and continued packing his clothes.

You just stood there in the doorframe, watching him move as fast as if he had a coal-fired engine in his chest. As if he couldn't wait for the moment when he could finally get out of there.

"Really…" he spoke suddenly, "You've really gone weeks, weeks, without speaking to me no matter how many times I've tried to talk to you, and you decide to do it now just because you're watching me leave? That's what I needed to do to get you to react?"

You didn't answer, you just watched him, your mind blank. He was angry. Irate, rather. And you knew he was absolutely right, but you couldn't do anything about it. You couldn't do anything about it because things were going your way. If James went away, if he went away hating you, he wouldn't suffer in the future when you died and you could forget him in peace. That was the best thing. The only good thing you could do for him: keep him away from you.

"Don't you think I deserve an explanation?"

Yes, you do.

"No."

"No?" he repeated incredulously. "I know I made a mistake. I made a mistake in accepting those missions. I told you, I did it countless times. And yet, all those countless times you chose to turn your back on me."

The man watched you, his eyes filled with pent-up emotions that he finally allowed to overflow.

"I tried to understand you. I really did. I gave you your space. I tried to do whatever you needed because I knew it was hard for you, but it was like… trying to water a cactus daily. Everything I did seemed to have the opposite effect."

You're right. You're absolutely right. I'm sorry, I was overcome with fear and panic. I got carried away. Please don't go.

"You didn't even give yourself a chance to listen to me. Not once. Do you have any idea how all that made me feel?"

Yes, you must have felt very lonely. Abandoned. Despised by me. It was my fault. I shouldn't have let it all go so far.

"Do you want me to call a taxi?"

Of all the things you longed to say, that was the only thing your mind allowed to come out of your mouth.

You saw him sketch the sternest look of disbelief you'd ever seen. But you also saw pain, extreme pain at the rejection of your words.

"Are you fucking kidding me? How can you be so cynical?" James exclaimed, his face contorted in anger and helplessness. You cringed a little at the shout but didn't move away from him as he came striding towards you in long strides. "Tell me, did you even care about me? At any point in this… relationship, was anything you gave me real?"

You half-opened your lips to answer, but could not formulate the sentences you knew would comfort his heart.

Yes, absolutely everything was real, all my love and suffering was real.

James walked away, and you didn't know if it was possible that his face could look even more downcast.

Your hands were shaking with helplessness. He was still there. You could still try to save him. Why didn't you? Why? Why? Why?

"How can you be so fucking expressionless? How can you not be in pain… for this? How?"

"You're going to be fine," the words escaped your mouth before your mind could process it.

The man turned to look at you.

"You really are…" he raised his hand and gripped it tightly, swallowing his words and turning back towards the wardrobe to start throwing his things into the suitcase.

Suddenly, he let out a scream. And then a cry.

"I swear, if you'd just tell me no, I'd stay."

He looked at you. His tear-filled eyes met yours and you knew that would be an image that would haunt you to death.

"I would stay… I really would, but… I still can't believe you are so foolish. The first thing you did when you left that hospital was to go back to another mission. How could you care so little about your life? How could you care any less that I care about your life?"

I care about my life even more since you're in it. Don't go.

"It's just work," is what you replied.

"No, no, no…" James hummed with laughter, but his face lacked grace. "I'm definitely not going to stand here just watching you risk your life because you're incapable of expressing your feelings. I'm not worth being put through this."

"It's my life, James."

"But you made me part of your life! I'm here! We're supposed to share our lives together. Why is it only about you now?"

"It's supposed to be my choices…"

"But why can't I be a part of them?" James exclaimed loudly. Your mind clouded over, and even though all you wanted to do was apologise from there until the end of time, you had too much pent up anger because of that very inability to say what you truly thought.

You're right, I am unable to express my feelings. I am sorry. Don't go away.

"You're talking about my fucking life! Why do you want to be in control of all the shit I do now? Fuck you!"

"I'm not trying to control anything, goddamn it! I just need to know…"

"No! You don't need to know anything. You don't need to know anything about me. We're here and you're packing your bag. You have no right to know anything."

James let out a snort.

"We're here and you still can't talk to me. I can't believe how bloody insane you've become."

"Just go."

Don't go.

"This is bullshit."

James finished throwing all of his clothes into the suitcase. You watched his every move, every flex of his body, every grimace on his face, every flick of his hair, how his fingers clutched at the things he took, how his scowl didn't lessen one bit. You watched and watched. It was all you could do.

You leaned against the doorframe and watched him take his anger and pain out on his clothes and his suitcase. It gave you a strange kind of feeling to see him like that, something that felt mildly familiar but you couldn't put a name to it. You wanted to turn things back. If you could turn back time you would, and every single thing that went wrong you would fix.

But would you really? Did the problem really go back to when things with James started to go wrong? The problem was you. You were the problem. You couldn't talk, you could only think, you could only repress, you could only suffer. Only you, you and you. Only you because you were alone, because you had always been alone and there was no reason to believe that could change. James lied to you, that was the reason he was leaving and you had no reason to stop him. He had to go. If he didn't want to go through that, he shouldn't have lied in the first place. If he didn't want to go through that, he shouldn't have asked you out in the first place. He shouldn't have met you. He shouldn't have spent time with you. You shouldn't have stopped him.

Stop him.

You should stop him.

James closed the suitcase.

"I did too much for this relationship. I gave up too much for both of us. I gave up everything I was for this relationship. I gave up too much for you and you know it!"

You narrowed your eyes and began to approach him in rapid strides. He towered over you by several inches, and there was a time when you loved that, but now you hated that he could see you that way. He had always seen you that way. So small…

"You say that as if I forced you. I never asked you to give up your life for me!"

"Exactly, that's the damn problem! You've never asked me to do anything, I've just done all this stuff on my own trying to cope with a relationship that's become… one-sided!"

You walked away.

"Just… leave now."

Please leave before I tie you to this flat and never let you leave again.

He wanted to say something else. You knew he wanted to say something else. It was obvious he hadn't said half the things he wanted to say. But he didn't.

He took his suitcase and left.

He really left.

He walked past you, not caring that the brush of his shoulder against yours almost made you fall. He passed you and walked straight to the exit, slamming the door hard on his way out.

He was gone. He was gone. He was finally gone. He was really gone.

Now you were alone. You were alone again. That's what you wanted, wasn't it? You'd done a lot of things in the last few months to make him go away, and he was finally gone… but then why weren't you satisfied?

Why did you want to run after him? Why did you want to go and kiss him? Why did you want to stop him and beg him to forgive you?

Who did he think he was to deserve that after what he had done?

But… what had he done?

No.

What had you done?

#james bucky barnes #bucky barnes angst #avengers #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky fic #bucky fluff #bucky x you #bucky imagine #bucky angst #bucky x y/n #winter soldier #james buchanan barnes

[birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo]

thousand autumns donghua, episode 9~

shen qiao is COUGHING UP BLOOD NOW OH MY GOD!!! FETCH A DOCTOR!! FETCH A PRIEST!! FETCH HIS CRAZY HUSBAND!! FETCH SOMEONE!!! wtf his cab is taking him out of the city, what terrible servi--OH NO IT'S BAI RONG D: bai rong: why are u asking about that old driver for, when there's a pretty lady in front of u??? 😘😘😘 shen qiao: ….i'm blind :( (also gay) OH NO SHE KILLED THE OLD MAN ;A; poor old man, rip lao wei, we never saw u but i assume u had friends or family who are missing u rn…. f in the chat for the tart's victim 😔 ahh she was hiding the sexy outfit under the plain one!! clever!! no one EVER expects the Double Outfit Gambit!! 👘👗 bai rong: come nowww yan wushi is so old and weird!!! i don't like ur boyfriend!! but i could be ur girlfriend!! i want to be ur girlfriend! hEY. HEYYYYY >:) shen qiao: pls stop touching me :( GIRL STOP THIS IS WEIRD THIS IS WEIRDDDDD ;A; oh SHIT GET EM SHEN QIAO!! THAT'S RIGHT!! DON'T LET HER BULLY U!!! everyone thinks they can take advantage of u bc ur a nice lad!! i hate it when ppl do that!! just bc he's nice doesn't mean u can hurt him! it doesn't mean u can mistreat him!! he may be KIND but he's not a fucking door mat!! >:V HE EVEN APOLOGISES TO HORSES FOR FUCK'S SAKE. HE'S SUCH A GOOD BOY ;A; shen qiao: *swoons* the old man arrives just in time to catch him again lmaooo shen qiao be looking at the sword of woe like it's a sword of WHOA D: yws: ur dying lol. why don't u be evil with me?? it'll be fun~ remember how ur pet hobo betrayed u??? didn't that suck?? aren't u tired of being nice?? don't u just want to go apeshit??? >:D SHEN QIAO JUST WANTS TO BE TRUE TO HIMSELF ;A; aww yissss more evil laughter :D ngl i really missed it, it never fails to make me laugh as well 🤣 AWW THEYRE BOTH HAPPY NOW!!!! OH MY GOD THEY'RE SO ADORABLE!!! THEY'RE BOTH JUST. SO HAPPY. I LOVE THEM. I LOVE THEM ;A; oh good he's got his stick back!! i was worried, since that twat broke it before!! poor shen qiao just can't catch a break smh 😔 maybe a broken arm, the way things are going for him 😔 THE MONK!!! i remember him!! is he going to say it?? IS HE GONNA SAY THE THING??? I'M WAITING FOR HIM TO SAY THE THINGGGG yws: i'm gonna go fetch what's his name, u go on ahead ok?? sq: wh-- yws: VIBE CHECK!!! *yeets shen qiao into the building* UH WHO IS WAIT YUWEN YOU???? IS THAT THE FUCKING EMPEROR WHAT THE FUCK I'M SO CONFUSED??? A GO DEADLOCK??? WHY ARE WHY ARE THERE SOLDIERMANS HERE??? ARE THEY MOVING?? IS THIS HOW EMPERORS PLAY GO?? BY MAKING SOLDIERS KILL EACH OTHER??? WTF???? well it's a good thing shen qiao can just. jump onto the life-sized game board. i. i sort of thought that would be cheating but. i guess not??? WTF HE WON HOW???? WHAT JUST???? WHAT JUST HAPPENED???? shen qiao beats the emperor and then politely compliments him like it was nothing. shen qiao who are u. shen qiao WHAT are u. shen qiao are u single OK WE'RE GETTING AN EXPLANATION THEN???? yeah no totally didn't understand at all :D i'm not even sure what go is called in chinese?? i think i heard.......qi?? something??? idk. also wHY ARE THERE SUCH COOL NAMES FOR GAME MANOEUVRES. WHAT IS HAPPENING emperor: lol ur good at board games, u want a job?? shen qiao, thinking: i'm in danger :) OH MY GODDD THE OLD MAN IS CALLING HIM ~A-QIAO~ IN FRONT OF THE FUCKING EMPEROR. IN FRONT OF EVERYONEEEE OH MY GOD uh-oh the monk made emperor angy. somebody better say emituofo for HIM now O_O seeing yan wushi acting polite is. EARTH SHATTERING. so strange. i'm…..shocked??? weird 👀

yws: anyway here are my evil plans. u should stay and help bc ppl will keep trying to kill u without my protection >:) sq: no thanks :) if i just let u shelter me, isn't that the same as being sheltered by mt xuandu?? i'll head out on my own :) yws, thinking: ppl keep treating him badly, but he just perseveres!! it makes me want to……HURT HIM MORE >:) wtf yan wushi u are a strange man. u are a weirdo. pls don't step on shen qiao. he's wearing white the stains will never come out yan wushi PLS lmao yan wushi trying to tempt shen qiao into going to dongkang with him is hilarious, i love the bg music as well!! it's so whimsical~ WELL WELL WHO MIGHT THIS BE??? idk him YET but he's??? kinda hot??? ngl i have a Type and it's. embarrassingly obvious smh rip birb….😔 also: the monk did NOT say emituofo. heartbreaking 😔

#birb watches #thousand autumns donghua #qian qiu #im rly having too much fun with this lmao #i hope my jokes are still funny bc i intend to continue #i have internet access and im going to make it everyone else's problem >:) #birb still says

[itsdelicate]

hey ojo!! okay so i realised that i completely forgot that we're both swifties lmao. so whats ur fav ts album/era? and do u love folklore or evermore more?

i heard the bp songs u liked and some of the musicals' soundtracks and i kinda really love phantom of the opera. def will watch that. also based off that i think maybe you'll find some songs u like in mitski's album "retired from sad new career in business"!! and from hozier, maybe try foreigner's god, would that i, shrike, and no plan? as for f+tm, i think you might like her most so just start w any album of hers!! i'm feeling very tentative ab recommending but i hope you like it ajkfjnjkm <3

AAHH i LOVE heartstopper!! i read the books before the show and im a major tao stan lol. have you read the books? also do you watch young royals (i feel like most ppl who've watched heartstopper, have also watched yr)? ive been meaning to watch anne with an e for ages cause everyone loves it and i love amybeth mcnulty sm too so i'll def give it a shot. my fav shows are all sitcoms. brooklyn 99 is my fav and i love modern family and new girl too!! im currently rewatching mofy for the millionth time lmao

it makes me so happy to hear you like these messages, i really love sending them and reading your replies!! it's been a bit of a slow week but tmrw im doing smth fun so i'm excited for that!! how ab you? hows your week been?

xxx ur secret santa <3

help agsjs that’s so funny my fav album’s rep! oooh era i think 1989 because being online on tumblr at that time was truly insane there was just So Much going on 😮‍💨 omg that’s so hard because as a whole album i think i like folklore more? but evermore has more individual songs higher up on my ranking, wbu!!

yee i’m so glad u liked it! omg no i’ll definitely check those out i always appreciate recs thank u!

YES omg!! ultimate comfort show i may or may not be on hstwt 🫣 i was at a convention recently and met kit, joe, will and bash they’re all so 🫶🫶🫶 a tao stan so true of you tbh!! ive seen so many people say he’s annoying which is just,,, anyway yes i have read the books! i used to read the webcomics years ago :’) omg i’ve seen one single episode of yr but i started it in the middle of my uni assessment period and i have to get back to it now that i’m free for a bit, have you seen it? yesss please do it’s such a beautiful show it makes my heart so 🥺 i love sitcoms! b99 and the good place were my top shows for some time! i haven’t seen modern family or new girl though! also speaking of shows i loved s2 of bridgerton sm kate and anthony <3 i wanna ask a question back if that’s okay! what are ur fav movies? 👀

stop that makes me so 😭😭 ooh what are you doing tomorrow? (if u wanna share!) my week’s been okay! the assignment was a bummer but i think i’ve come to terms with it LOL i’m going for a little weekend trip on sat (and getting another tat) so i’m excited about that!

#ask #anonymous #santaswiftie

[iidias]

So like I also want to be on this wall of shame sooooo I remember my first two books lol...oh and I remember writing something in my notes on my old small iPhone-

AND I REMEMBER THE FUCKING CRINGY ROLE-PLAYS I DIDDDD (T^T)○

Anyway so there was this certain book I wrote my second one. It was all over the place I had no plot what so ever- Anyway there was this one part where they walked into a room because they heard a crash and saw their friend on top of a guy with a sharp glass in his hand pointing it towards the man's throat, The reason was because he was flirting with him. And another one is when they were playing truth and dare and the man was dared to slap his butt....yeah...

Wait a sec...I'll be right back....alright back

Everyone:

* hears loud thud*

Misono:

What was that?! Better not be something in the maison* hears laughing*

Licht: what is going on out there?

Mahiru:

Let's go check it out

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Were the servamps were

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Mahiru:

What is going o-

Misono:

DID THEY BREAK SOMETHING!!!? * See's something* O.. Oh O//////O

*All the other eves comes out and See's what's going on*

Sakuya:

I... It's not what it looks like

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TO BE CONTINUED

Mahiru:

S... Sakyua....

(We see sakyua on top of tsubaki with a glass shard in his hands?)

Misono:

W... We're did you get that glass from?

Sakyua:

*gets of tsubaki* Over there *points to broken glass cup*

Misono:

T... That's my father's favourite cup....

Tsubaki:

Oh

Misono:

KNOW WHAT WE AREN'T STAYING HERE..LET'S GO TO MAHIRU'S APARTMENT

....AUGHHHHHSKQKW2KSJEJWJSJEJWJWJSJEJWJWJEJEJEJEEJEJ

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Lily:

Hehe

Anyways Tsubaki

Tsubaki:

Yes big brother

Lily:

Truth or Dare

Tsubaki:

Dare~

Lily:

I dare u to ( also a dare from my sister she sure is thirsty ) Smack sakuya's butt

Sakuya:

What the hell-

Tsubaki:

Sure big brother I never back down from a dare~

Sakuya:

No you just want to do this to fill your empty sadistic hole F*ck you

Tsubaki:

Maybe~

Sakuya:

STAY AWAY DEMON

Licht:

HEY THAT MY PHRASE YOU THEIF

Tsubaki:

Here I come~

Sakuya:

NO STAY AWAY

Sakuya

Tsubaki if you slap my butt you will not like what I'll do

Tsubaki

Oh and what will that be hmm?

Sakuya

I will burn all your fox plushies you have hidden and you will play dress up with Mahiru neighbor's kids

Tsubaki

You wouldn't DARE

SAKUYA

TRY ME BITCH

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I also have this extra scene-

Mahiru's POV

I can't believe I'm going to say this but I have to "yes I do love it when kuro cuddles up with me it makes me feel safe and warm"

"Wow you actually admitted it" Hugh said. "Will yea you guys wanted to know so...". All of a sudden I felt warm muscular arms tugging at my waist, Next thing I know im in someone's lap? And I knew who it was from the soft finger tips to the toned abs and his soft hair. K..Kuro I managed to breathe out. Mmmmhh yes Mahi He said in a low sexy seductive way. Now this made me blush "Just because I said I liked it when you cuddle me, doesn't give you the right to do it without my permission" I whisper yelled. Than I felt his hands rub circles on my waist, and I yelped a little.

"Oi stopping being all lovey Dovey infront of us will ya" i heard Hyde say. "Oh shut up" licht said.(So cringy but who cares? Oi don't say anything person who was just about to say me)

.Hey guys I been meaning to say this for some time...". Misono suddenly said

?! "What do you need to say shrimp" Asked Sakuya. He looked up and said the most horrifying thing ever

"I think I'm being stalked"

T^T PLEASE WHAT THE FUCK!? AND YES THIS IS SERVAMP OF YOUR WONDERING-

AMI. AMI WHAT THE HECK. WHAT THE HECK IS THIS AMI. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO PUT THIS IN MY INBOX. I READ THIS. I READ THIS WITH MY OWN TWO EYES. I PUT THOSE WORDS IN MY BRAIN AND READ THEM.

#patronfeedback #user@ami

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When did he get so cool? Shannaro! by Shy Miku

Anime » Naruto Rated: T, English, Romance & Drama, Boruto U., Sarada U., ChouChou A., Mitsuki, Words: 6k+, Favs: 12, Follows: 10, Published: Apr 1, 2019 Updated: Aug 1, 2019

3Chapter 1: The Challenge

"Shannaro!, When did he get so cool?" Ugh ...I should be focusing on becoming Hokage and stop thinking about Bakaruto!... "But I just can't seem to get over Sumire's question from the other day."

#Flash Back#

"Hey Sarada, is Boruto really popular with the girls?" Sumire asked.

"I dunno, he just seems to get along with everyone I guess," Sarada said.

"But ...why did you ask Sumire?" Sarada asked.

''Well, he's a pretty cool guy you know, anyone would fall for him...cause he's really caring, especially towards his friends'' Sumire said.

"Oh...Um" Sarada said.

''Are you interested in him, Sarada?" Sumire asked.

" Nani?" Sumire said.

''Boruto-kun, I mean" Sumire said.

"N...Nani? Sarada stuttered..."what do you mean? Of course not!." Sarada answered.

''Hmm... I see...well, I'm interested in him!" Sumire said.

"O...oh (this b**ch)" Sarada said.

"She never showed any interest in the idiot, so why now?" Tssk.".why the hell am I even thinking about Bakaruto any way!."

Just calm down...

"it's not like Sumire has a chance with him anyway."

Sarada snorts ...

" Does she think I would go around telling just anyone I liked the idiot?" Sarada said," Pssh.. but damn, those blue eyes."

" Shannaro!" (whispers).

"Shit!, I Should get some training done today, I wonder if Chocho is free?" Sarada said, "Think I'll even ask her if she knew the class prez had feelings for the idiot."

I'll be damn if she thinks am just gonna sit by an let her grab all the attention. Amma Uchiha, we never back down from a challenge, and she's certainly challenging me.

Next time...

2: Training Grounds

"So what's up Sarada? It's rare for you to call out me out to train with you" Chocho said.

"Nani?... come on Chocho, you're my best friend, so why would you act like we never spend any time together?. " Sarada replied.

"It's not that we never spend any time together, but lately you've been really focused on missions and training really hard every chance you get. Chocho said. "So I was surprised when you mentioned we should go sparring today, so what's up?... Spill it!"

Shit, she's already caught on that somethings up!.

"Can't hide anything from you, can I?" Sarada asked.

"Of course not, so tell me already, you've been fidgeting since you got here anyway... Lol" Chocho said.

Sarada sighs...

"Ok, so Team Konohamaru was assigned a mission to escort Katasuke and his new Ninja tool to Rybuben City the other day, we arrived at the research institution without any problems, but guess who we saw working there? ...Class prez!" Sarada said.

"Who's that?"... Chocho asked.

"Like seriously Choccho?...Sumire!" Sarada replied.

How the f*ck can you forget a person like her.

"Oh!, I remember now, but why is she there? Chocho asked. "She just gave up being a Ninja all of a sudden."

"I don't know it was her choice, but what really pissed me off was her question!" Sarada said.

"What question?" Chocho asked.

"She suddenly asked me if the idiot was popular with the girls and If I was interested in him!" Sarada answered.

"Really? What did you say?" Chocho asked with a grin.

"I said, No, of course! " Sarada replied, " And wipe the grin off your face Chocho!"

"Then why are you getting all worked up Sa..ra..da?" Chocho asked. " Lol, you know now that I think about it, Boruto's really good looking," Chocho said, " Well, he's not as hot has my guy though."

"Honestly Chocho, you're maybe the only girl who thinks Mitsuki's hot," Sarada said, "But after hearing me shut down any interest in the idiot, she suddenly drops the bomb that she likes him, I mean what the hell Chocho?" Sarada asked.

"Wow!... well after the Nue incident, can you blame the girl for falling in love with her 'knight and shining armor'?" Chocho asked.

" You're not helping!" Sarada said.

"Ok Sarada let me get this straight, you have no interest in him and someone else likes him, so why are you getting angry about it?" Chocho asked.

" That's not the point Chocho! She's definitely challenging me and I won't lose" Sarada replied.

"Sighs...when are you gonna man up and just tell him you like him?" Chocho asked.

"Have you lost your mind?" Sarada asked, "Pssh... when are you going to tell Mitsuki you want a piece of that ass?... Lol, Chocho everyone can see you daydreaming when you look at him"

"I hate it when your inner self comes out!" Chocho said, but Mitsuki's denser than a rock.

"Smh...Let's get some training done, it's been too long since we had some time to do this together." Sarada said.

"So what you gonna do about Sumire?" Chocho asked, turning to look at her friend.

" I have a sickening feeling I'll be seeing her real soon, but I'll deal with her when the time comes," Sarada replied.

To be Continued...

3: Nara and Bolt

"Mendokusai!, Kaa-san is really serious about training, every inch of my body hurts.

But am sure my wind style will be just as good as hers, so I know this intense training will be worth it.

" I should probably get something to eat I am starving, a burger should do it."

Oh, Boruto's here too, well that's not surprising. "Oi Boruto!" Does this kid eat anything other than burgers *smirk?

"Oh, Shikadai! it's been a while, what are you doing here?" Boruto asked with a huge grin.

"About to get one of those if you haven't eaten all of them," Shikadai said, point to the burger he was holding.

"It's my second one, so am sure they have a few left," Boruto said, grinning.

"Well am about to order one, cause am I starving after training with Kaa-san." Shikadai said, "So what have you been up to, it's been like a week since I last saw you?."

"Oh, have been training and going on missions, Team Konohamaru was assigned a mission just last week." Boruto replied, " We went to Ryuben City and guess who we saw work there?, Class Prez!" Boruto said with a grin.

"Sumire?" Shikadai asked, taking a bite of his burger.

"Yeah, she's been working with the research center for a while now, but ever since we got back Sarada's been in a sour mood," Boruto said.

God, can he be any denser? Smh "Why? The mission was completed without any problems right?" Shikadai asked.

"Yeah, but I don't know what's up with her lately, and she's been training every day too since we got back," Boruto said.

Yup, Sarada definitely pissed about something and the idiot hasn't realized that she likes him, It's better to keep my mouth shut about it if Sarada will punch me to death *Shudders.

"Listen Boruto, girls are too troublesome so don't think about it too much," Shikadai said.

"I guess your right Shikadai" Boruto said, "Seems like you've been training too, any new Jutsu?" Boruto asked, with a smirk.

"I'll surprise you the next time we do some one-on-one training," Shikadai replied, with a smirk getting up from his seat.

"I won't lose so bring it!" Boruto said, with too much energy.

"I'll kick your ass another day it would be too troublesome to do it now, am heading home to get some rest," Shikadai replied.

"Fine let's go, have had enough burgers for today," Boruto said.

"That's a first," Shikadai answered, with a snort, heading towards the entrance.

"What's that suppose to mean?"Boruto asked, from behind.

"Nandemonai!" Shikadai answered.

"Oi!, wait up," Boruto said.

Oh, Sarada and Chocho are heading this way, this could be troublesome.

"Yo Shikadai why did you stop all of a sudden?" Boruto asked.

"Seems like we're not the only one catching up," Shikadai answered.

"Oh, Sarada and Chocho what's up?" Boruto asked.

"Oh it's Shikadai and Boruto," Chocho said to Sarada.

"Hey, Shikadai...Boruto, what's up?" Sarada asked.

Damn, it's like she didn't wanna greet Boruto, troublesome.

"I was heading home from training and decided to have something to eat first and I bumped into Boruto" Shikadai replied.

"Oh, We just finished training together and heading home too," Chocho said.

"Oi Sarada, you've been training a lot since we got back from the last mission, why?" Boruto asked.

"A lot of us can't slack off every day as you do" Sarada answered, " let's go Chocho, I'll see you around Shikadai," Sarada said.

"What was that about?" Boruto asked. "I have no idea" Shikadai replied, "am gonna head home but let's spar sometime," Shikadai said, before leaving.

"Yeah!, see yuh." Boruto said.

4: Rivals

"Did you really have to act so irritated?" Chocho asked quietly, " He just wanted to know why your training so much."

Sarada frowns.

"Hmm," Sarada sighed, "I guess I overreacted just a bit, but he does slack off with his training."

"Can't you just admit you went overboard, Sarada?" Chocho teased.

"Ok!, you win," Sarada said blushing.

"Listen Sarada, I really do think you should tell him about how you really feel, Chocho sighed, "Cause sooner or later you'll push him away," turning to look at her friend, "You don't want that to happen, do you?" Chocho asked.

"Of course not, But I don't think he feels the same way I do Chocho," Sarada said in almost a whisper. "Plus he was really happy to see ..."

Sarada paused and her expression darkened.

"Oi Sarada!, what's with that look?" Chocho asked, turning to see what had suddenly stopped her friend from finishing what she was about to say. Her eyes widened in surprise... "O...oh, Sumire" Chocho said.

Sumire saw her former classmates heading in her direction and decided to stop and catch up a bit, with both girls.

"what are you doing here?" Sarada asked.

"Hey Sarada and Chocho, it's good to see you again," Sumire replied.

"Wow! Sumire you look so different, have you gotten taller?" Chocho asked.

"Really? I don't think so," Sumire said.

"So what are you doing back in Konoha?" Sarada asked, cutting into the conversation narrowing her eyes.

"Oh, Mr. Katasuke developed a new Ninja tool that was requested by the Seventh Hokage, so he's here to deliver it, I just kinda tagged along," Sumire said. "And I really missed everyone."

"You seem to really like this Ninja tool stuff," Chocho said.

"Yeah, I really enjoy working with Mr. Katasuke" Sumire replied, "Ummm..., have you... have seen Boruto lately?."

Shit! just when I was trying to get Sarada to not lose her shit..."Huh?...Umm Sumire..." Chocho began to say.

Chocho was suddenly cut off by Sarada.

"Why are you looking for him?" Sarada asked, "Did you suddenly come to Konoha to confess?"

Sumire face suddenly flamed bright red.

"Yes," Sumire answered.

"Uhm...erm...guys" Chocho stammered.

"Let me just say this to your face Sumire," Sarada said, stepping into her personal space. "you're not the only one who likes him and you're not the only one who will be confessing how you feel about him."

Sumire smirked.

"I knew you were lying about not having any interest in him " Sumire scoffed, "But that makes things even more interesting."

Sarada bristled, and was about to give Sumire a piece of her mind but was stopped by Boruto's voice.

"Hey! I thought you guys were heading home?" Boruto asked, "H..uh, class prez! what are you doing here?"

5: Confession

To say both girls were shocked by Boruto's sudden appearance would be an understatement, this was not how they wanted things to play out.

"B..Bo...Boruto" Sumire stammers out. "I was just asking Sarada if she knew where you were," Sumire replied, with a fake smile, stepping around Sarada and walking towards him.

Sarada looks tense and why isn't she looking at me?. "Huh, you've been looking for me?" Boruto asked, looking surprised. "But why are you in Konoha? Did something happen?."

"No, nothing happened" Sumire replied, looking embarrassed. "I just wanted to talk with you before I left, could we go somewhere and talk privately?." Why are his eyes still focused on her, while I'm standing right in front of him?.

Damn, she sure means business, making such a bold move in front of Sarada. "Let's get outta here Sarada, let me walk you to your house," Chocho said, appearing beside her friend.

"Yeah," Sarada answered, taking a deep breath to calm herself.

"Is she sick Chocho?" Boruto asked, with concern written on his face. "Maybe I should walk her home with..."

Sumire cuts Boruto off.

"Am sure Chocho will see to it that she gets home safely?" Sumire said suddenly, "Can we talk at the training grounds?."

"It's fine Boruto, Sarada's in good hands" Chocho replied, looking over Sumire to with narrowed eyes before leaving with Sarada.

What the hell is going with her? she just stood there, I just know somethings up. "Ok let's go Sumire, it seems that whatever it is you have to say is important," Boruto answered.

"Are you going to be okay Sarada?" Chocho asked, turning to look at her friend. They both stood in front of the Uchiha's home. "You were really quiet back there, so I don't know what's going through your mind right now."

"I'll be fine Chocho, it's nothing I can't handle" Sarada replied, giving her friend a small smile. "I just need to get a good nights sleep and forget about what happened today."

Letting out a sigh, Chocho hugged her friend. "You know am always here whenever you want to talk or we could train together so you could vent your frustration right?" Chocho asked.

Sarada lets out a small chuckle. "Of course I know that, after all your my bestie," Sarada returns her hug...Separating from Chocho, "You should head home too before it gets darker," Sarada said.

"Ok, but I'm picking you up tomorrow, so no training! you got that Uchiha?" Chocho said in a very bossy tone. "You better be ready at noon or else..."

"Are you trying to boss around an Uchiha?" Sarada asked with one raised eyebrow, folding her arms with a very amused look on her face.

"I would never do that, your Uchiha highness," Chocho said grinning. "See you tomorrow, Bye!."

Shaking her head at her friend's antics, "Yeah, I'll be waiting" Sarada replied, watching her best friend walked down the street.

I can't believe Sumire acted like that, Sarada was right though, she's challenging her to see who will get Boruto first and the worst part is the idiot doesn't even have a clue that both girls like him.

"I'll be damned if she thinks am just going to sit by and let her walk all over Sarada" Chocho scowls. "She did mention she wanted to talk with him at the training grounds before we left, well, I want to hear just what she as to say, I better hurry."

So caught up in her musing, she didn't even notice Mitsuki watching her.

"So what was it you wanted to talk about?" Boruto asked with his hands buried deep within his pockets, blues eyes staring intently at her.

Sumire fidgets on the spot..."W..well have been d..d..doing a lot of thinking since I left the village and have been thinking about you a lot lately" Sumire confesses. Her face turning a nice shade of red.

"Huh? a..about me?" Boruto was stunned! if it wasn't just the two of them standing there, he would be looking around like an idiot.

Sumire chuckled a bit at how oblivious he could be. "Yes, you Boruto-kun" Sumire replied.

I made it just in the nick of time, the idiot's blushing? Shit, I missed something. "What are you doing Chocho?" Mitsuki asked in a low voice, stooping down beside Chocho behind the bushes.

Chocho jumped, letting out a squeak...

"What the hell are doing Mitsuki? are you trying to give me a heart attack huh!? and just what hell are you doing here?" Chocho asked in a low, angry voice.

"I'm the one who should be asking you, what are you doing here hiding behind the bushes and eavesdropping on another person conversation?" Mitsuki asked, turning to face her, golden eyes locked onto amber ones.

Chocho squirmed at having those eyes on her. "just shut up and keep quiet, if we're going to get caught" Chocho whispered out.

The two stood there in awkward silence for a moment, but Sumire decided to continue with her confession.

"Have liked you since the Academy days, but I just couldn't work up the nerve to tell you how I really felt," Sumire said, giving him a small smile. "Even after what I did in the past and hurt so many people, you never looked or thought of me differently, you saw the real me."

Boruto was blushing all the way down to his neck from Sumire's Confession..."I...I didn't know you felt that way about me" Boruto said quietly.

Chocho was so shocked and jealous at how Sumire could say all those things to the boy she likes, meanwhile Mitsuki was reading her facial expressions.

"I just wanted you to know how I feel, so I came here today to ask you out on a date?" Sumire said her face was red from embarrassment.

Boruto heartbeat speeds up...Is this really happening? "Ummm, Sumire I..I..." Boruto pauses, he wasn't prepared from this.

"Am not asking you to give me an answer right away," Sumire looked down at her hands..."I'm coming back to Konoha in two weeks, you can give me your answer then." She looked up at him, "So until next time?." She said, turning to leave.

"Yeah, O...ok," Boruto watches her leave. Did that just happen? I didn't have a clue she felt that way about me. He sighed..."I should head home and think more on what just happened."

Unbeknownst to him, two pairs of eyes watched him leave the training grounds that night.

"So who are you going confess to?" Mitsuki asked, his eyes bored into hers. "W..W...What? Chocho stuttered out. "When are you going to confess to me Chocho? Mitsuki smirked..."you've kept me waiting long enough don't you think?" Mitsuki asked. "He leaned closer, his face drawing near to hers, his eyes locked onto her lips..."

6: Amber and Golden eyes

Previously on When did he get so cool?

"So who are you going confess to?" Mitsuki asked, his eyes bored into hers. "W..W...What? Chocho stuttered out. "When are you going to confess to me Chocho? Mitsuki smirked..."you've kept me waiting long enough don't you think?" Mitsuki asked. He leaned closer, his face drawing near to hers, his eyes locked onto her lips...

When she saw where he was looking, a faint pink tinged started to blossom on her cheeks. Does he know how I feel about him? No, he couldn't!

His eyes once again met hers, "What's with the look Chocho? Mitsuki asked, his hand moved to caress her cheek. "What are you doing?" Chocho asked, shivering from his touch.

"I may not speak much Chocho, but I'm very observant and I can tell a lot by your long stares when you look at me, your eyes say a lot," Mitsuki said, with a smirk.

"Have been waiting patiently for you to say that you like me, but I decided to make my move first," Mitsuki said, rubbing his thumb across her lower lip.

Chocho cheeks were on fire, how could he say such things with a straight face.

"M...itsuki" Chocho stuttered out. "I like you," Mitsuki says, bringing his face closer to hers, he captured her lips in a soft kiss. Chocho suddenly froze, not sure how to react to her crush kissing her, she would daydream about being kissed by him and now that it's finally happening she doesn't know how to react.

Mitsuki backed away slightly then rested his head against hers. "Am stilling waiting for you to say how you feel about me?" Mitsuki says, staring into amber eyes.

"I...like... you too" Chocho replied, her face turning a nice shade of red. "Good, now we can start dating," Mitsuki said, placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Yeah" Chocho answers, looking embarrassed. Getting up to leave, he extends his hand to her, "I'll walk you home" Mitsuki said, looking down at his new girlfriend with a small smile on his lips. Chocho took his hand, wow his eyes really do glow in the dark, beautiful.

"Can I see you tomorrow? Mitsuki asked, interlacing his fingers with her.

"I made plans with Sarada, she's been feeling down lately but we could meet up after" Chocho replied.

"Ok I'll come to get you in the evening, is that ok? Mitsuki asked. "Yeah in the evening should be fine" Chocho replied, with a smile.

The two left the training grounds together feeling happy.

The Uzumaki's House

Boruto flopped down on his bed, releasing an exhausted sigh, Today was just freaking weird.

Sarada's been ignoring me and now Sumire's confession, just what the hell is going on?... I don't even like Sumire in that way, I already like someone else. But how do I even tell her that I like someone else and that I can't return her feels without hurting her?... Shit!.

Closing his eyes and trying to clear his mind, he remembers how Sarada looked tense today and she didn't even turn around to look at him.

That makes him feel uneasy...

I better have that talk with Shikada tomorrow about Sumire, am sure he'll know what to do. But I had no idea she felt that way about me, I just can't return her feelings. I really wanna tell Sarada how I feel but she keeps ignoring me or shutting me down each time I try to start a conversation with her.

"First thing tomorrow I'll have that talk with Shikadai"...wait, I haven't seen Mitsuki all day... was his lost thought before he drifted off to sleep.

"We're here," Mitsuki says, turning to his girlfriend.

"Yeah, thanks for walking me home," Chocho said, looking anywhere but at him.

Seeing that his girlfriend was acting shy and wasn't looking at him, Mitsuki pulled her close to his chest, tilted her chin upward and kissed her and this time she kissed him back. She was nervous that she would mess up somehow, after all, it was her first time kissing someone.

Mitsuki then broke the kiss so she could catch her breath. if I had known she would look like this after I kissed her I would have done it sooner.

Chocho gasped, she did not think he would kiss her a second time in one night.

"You should go inside it's really late," Mitsuki said, giving her a soft look.

"Ok, I'll see you tomorrow right?" Chocho asked, before turning to go inside.

"Yeah" Mitsuki answered, watching her walk up to her house and going inside.

Chocho closed the door behind her with a smile on her face that could rival the 7th Hokage!

So caught up in her daydreaming she did not see her mother standing there giving her a knowing look. "Soo you got your self a boyfriend?" Karui asked, with one eyebrow raised, folding her arms with a knowing look on her face.

Chocho nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the voice behind her.

"Nani! Chouji screams from the kitchen, "Chocho did what?! I won't allow it!"...Chochoooo!

7: Troublesome

The lazy Nara looked out his bedroom window with a frown. "If the village isn't under attack, then you better have a good reason for waking me this early," Shikadai said.

What's a guy gotta do to get some sleep around here?... Mendokusai

"Gomenasai, but I really need to ask you something important Shika," Boruto said, giving his friend a pleading look.

He released a tired sigh... "You can come in through the window," Shikadai replied flopping back down onto his bed, he waited for the blond.

Boruto grinned, he wasted no time to climb up to is friends window and into his bedroom.

"So, what's so urgent that you couldn't wait till noon to wake me?" Shikadai asked, quirking a fine eyebrow.

"It's about Sumire," Boruto replied, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "After we parted the other day I bumped into her and Sarada while heading home, she said she was looking for me and that she wanted to talk somewhere private."

"Wait, what is she doing in Konoha? I thought you said she was working at some research center?" Shikadai asked.

"She said her work brought her back, anyway we went to the training grounds to talk and she suddenly confesses that she likes me and wants us to go on a date" Boruto replied, his face turning a nice shade of red recalling what was said that night.

If Shikadai was still half asleep during the conversation, well, he was fully awake now after his mind fully processed what Boruto just said.

His headed whipped around to stare at the blond, his mouth slightly agape.

"Are we talking about the same Sumire here? that stutters and freaks out over the simplest things?" Shikadai asked, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

He just couldn't picture the timid girl confessing to the blonde without fainting, but then again, she played all of them back at the Academy by acting like she couldn't kill a fly.

Boruto sighed, "I-I just can't return her feelings Shikadai, have had my eyes on someone else for a while now," Boruto said, he felt his cheeks heat up.

"Oh, and who might that be?" Shikadai prompted, giving him an amused look, "You've been holding out on me."

Boruto snorts, "Like you don't already know who it is," Boruto said, rolling his eyes. "I just don't know how to tell her am not interested without hurting her feelings."

"You know there's no way to avoid that," Shikadai replied, giving him a sympathetic look. "And yet you knew all of this, but you just had to wake me didn't you?."

"You're my right-hand man, who else am I gonna talk to about my problems?" Boruto said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Am more like your therapist," Shikadai said, with a bored look. "Anyway, since am already awake let's go sparring, I feel like kicking your ass."

Boruto grinned, "Keep dreaming Nara, it's not happening anytime soon," Boruto said.

"When you hit the ground, don't even ask what happened," Shikadai said smirking. "Let me freshen up first and get something to eat."

Boruto stomach made a loud noise, "H-uh, whatever you're having for breakfast I'll have some too" Boruto said.

"You're a troublesome guy," Shikadai said shaking his head.

"Have you seen Mitsuki?" Boruto asked.

"No, why do you ask? Shikadai said.

"I haven't seen him in a while, he would normally just pop up at my house when we don't have a mission," Boruto said. "Let's stop by at his house on our way to the training grounds."

"Sure, am gonna need a witness for when I kick your ass with my new Jutsu anyway. Shikadai said.

"What!, Am finally gonna see it? But, am the one who's gonna be kicking you're ass Shikadai," Boruto said.

"You sure can talk smug, but it's payback for waking me this early" Shikadai said exiting his bedroom.

The Uchiha's Household

Sarada stirred slightly and cracked her eyes open, it was already morning. She yawned and stretched. She laid in bed for a few minutes recalling the events of what happened yesterday and frowned. She would have lost her cool and knocked Sumire the fuck out, Yes! She had gotten under her skin yesterday, and she had let her.

If Boruto hadn't shown up when he did, who knows what would've really happened. She sighed, "If she thinks for a second that she's now won, then she really doesn't know me."

She sat up, swung her legs over the edge of the bed and reach for her eyeglasses on the nightstand, putting them on. She then went to the bathroom to freshen up.

"Mom should be up, but I didn't hear her come home last night tho" Sarada mused. "I should get breakfast started if she hasn't already left for work."

She headed for the kitchen but was surprised to find her mom already up and in the kitchen fixing up breakfast.

"Hey you're up," Sakura said in a cheery voice. "I wanted to have breakfast with you since we haven't eaten together in a while and I missed, so I took the afternoon shift today."

"You're in a good mood today, is dad coming home?" Sarada asked, giving her a knowing look.

"W-what? Can't I spend some time with my baby girl?" Sakura asked while setting the breakfast on the table.

"Sure" Sarada replied, taking a seat at the table. "I was planning on starting breakfast, so we could eat together before you left, but you're one step ahead of me."

"Guess you missed me too," Sarada said, smiling. "So what's going with you?"

Sarada too a bite of her food, "Just a lot of missions and have been doing some training" Sarada replied with a shrug.

"You've been doing a lot of training lately Sarada if you overwork your self you'll won't have enough energy to carry out you're missions" Sakura points out.

"I know" Sarada replied.

"So, are you going to tell me what's been bothering you lately? and don't tell me there's nothing bothering you." Sakura said, Her green eyes fixed on hers across the table.

Sarada sighed, "It's just-just that I like someone and I don't know if they like me back, and to make things worst I have a rival." Sarada said, frowning.

"Oh, so you like Boruto?" Sakura asked, smiling. "He's a very handsome kid, I guess my daughter gotta thing for blond's eh?."

Sarada eyes widened, "N-Nani? I never said I liked him mom" Sarada said, blushing. "I didn't say who the person was either."

"Am you're mother Sarada, a mother always knows," Sakura said. "But this conversation takes me back to my Academy days with your dad."

"Leave your daydreaming for another time mom," Sarada said, rolling her eyes.

"Just tell him how you feel, you'll never know if he likes you back if you only decide to wait for him to tell you first and don't you know if that will happen anytime soon."

"But someone else confessed to him already," Sarada said.

"So what?, Ino confessed to your dad first but he chose me, we got married and had a beautiful baby girl," Sakura said with a very smug smile on her face.

Sarada eyes widened and her mouth gaped, "Eh?" Sarada said.

"Rivals mean nothing Sarada, but your true feelings do," Sakura said. "So when your ready tell him how you feel but don't take too long."

"O-ok, But I never knew you and Ms. Ino were rivals," Sarada said, smirking.

"Yeah," Sakura said, laughing. "So you got any plans for today?."

"Yeah, am spending the day with Cho-Cho," Sarada replied.

"Ok, am gonna get ready, I have to order some supplies before I head to work," Sakura said.

"Ok I'll take care of the dishes," Sarada said. "And thanks, mom."

"Your welcome," Sakura replied with a smile.

8: New Relationships

Akimichi's Household

Chocho woke up with a smile on her face. She had today all planned out to hang with her bestie and to meet up with Mitsuki later.

Yup, she finally gotta boyfriend and yes it's the boy she's been crushing on like forever, who has the most beautiful eyes.

She got out of bed, went to her bathroom to get freshened up.

"Hmm, I wonder if I should wear something different from my regular Ninja gear I wear every day?" Chocho said running her fingers through her long brown hair.

"Maybe I should also let all my hair down and lose the two ponytails?," Chocho said, examining her appearance in the mirror. "But will he like it?" She frowned.

Karui was finishing up breakfast, Chouji was heading out on a one week mission and she wanted to prepare a meal for her husband before he left.

It was a routine every morning to wake both her husband and daughter up for breakfast but this morning was a shocker. Her daughter was already awake standing in front of her bathroom mirror frowning.

"Will he like it?" Karui leaned on the bathroom door, folded her arms and watched her daughter for a few more seconds before she decided to find out what brought this child out of bed this early. Normally Chocho wouldn't crack an eye open unless she threatened to let her husband eat all the food.

She sighed "Got a hot date with snake boy?" Karui asked with a raised eyebrow.

Chocho jumped.

"What are you doing mom!? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Chocho asked, holding her hand to her chest.

"Well, if you stopped daydreaming about goldy eyes, you would've heard when I came into your room" Karui pointed out.

"I wasn't daydreaming ok," Chocho said with a sigh. "I just wanted to look a bit different today."

Karui raised an eyebrow at her.

"Why? you look fine to me" Karui said.

"Today's different ok, I wanna dress up a bit," Chocho said brushing her bang away from her eye. "I'm meeting up with Sarada today."

"You never dress up to meet with Sarada" Karui eyes narrowed.

"Oh, so good-looking kid walked you home last night and now you're awake this early in the morning thinking of what to wear? Or did you suddenly forget I saw you and that pale skin boy outside our home last night?"

Chocho blushed.

"H-He was heading home too, so-so we just walked together" Chocho stutter out, not making eye contact.

Karui scoffed, Kami help your father when he finds out that your dating that boy.

"You don't need to change your appearance just for some guy to like you. What matters most is what's on the inside" Karui replied stepping in front of her.

"I know, I just wanna look a bit different from my usual self," Chocho said blushing. "It's our first day out together."

"I thought you said he just walked you home? Now it's a date?" Karui asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Mom, how can I not accept such a looking- hot guy invitation to go out?" Chocho asked, her eyes were sparkling.

Karui sighed, I swear to Kami all she thinks about are hot guys, her husband needs to be a strong Ninja to beat any guy her eyes fall on in the future.

Just don't overdo it ok, just a nice kimono dress should do," Karui said giving her a soft smile. "Still can't believe such a good looking kid is related to that he/she guy though"

"Mom!" Chocho cheeks went red hearing her mom say Mitsuki was good-looking, but she always wondered if Orochimaru was Mitsuki's Dad/Mom.

She was brought from her inner musing.

"Get dressed, if that date won't happen if you keep staring in the mirror," Karui said planting a kiss on her forehead. "And come have breakfast cause your dad's leaving on a mission and the tables already set"

"Ok, I'll be down in 5 minutes," Chocho said. "I'm spending the day with Sarada too, so I gotta swing by her house after breakfast"

"Double date?" Karui asked, giving her a knowing look.

"W-what?" Chocho stuttered out.

"You better not do anything I wouldn't do Cho" Karui sing-song out of the room.

"How does Dad handle her?" Chocho mused aloud shaking her head.

Training Grounds

Boruto wiped the sweat from his brows for the hundredth time. Shikadai wasn't giving him any openings in their sparring session and his shadow clones were useless.

He then decided to use is Wind Style but was caught off guard. He was sent flying into the trees on the other side of the Training grounds. He did not see that coming, he was shocked, did Shikadai predict his moves and counter it with the same Jutsu?

When did he learn the Wind Style?

Shikadai barely moved from where he was standing during that last Jutsu. his Wind Style was stronger than is.

"Remember what I said this morning Uzumaki?" Shikadai asked smirking.

Boruto got up, dusted his clothes off.

"Yeah, I see why you were so confident" Boruto replied scratching the back of his head.

"I guess that was the new Jutsu your mom was teaching you? No wonder its strong than mine, she's from that sand Village" Boruto said.

"Yeah, she didn't go easy on me during training and I know it will get much stronger in the future" Shikadai replied.

"I won't lose next time," Boruto said while grinning.

"I see your both training hard" A voice suddenly alerts them.

They both turned towards the voice only to be met with a familiar face.

"And here is my witness to your defeat Boruto," Shikadai said.

"Mitsuki what are you doing out here? And where have you been?" Boruto asked frowning.

"Oh, have been here and there keeping my eye on my prize" Mitsuki replied jumping out of the tree he was sitting in cozily watching Boruto lose to Shikadai.

Shikadai smirked, "Your the only one not stepping up your game Boruto," Shikadai said.

"What's that suppose to mean," Boruto asked looking confused.

"Your so dense," Shikadai said patting Brouto's should and giving him a sympathetic look.

"What's with that look," Boruto asked.

Mitsuki released a sigh.

"So are you gonna date Sumire or what?" Mitsuki asked with a knowing look.

Boruto froze, "Ho-How did you know about that?" Boruto stuttered "I didn't even tell the others guys yet, only Shikadai."

"I was here the whole time during her confession" Mitsuki replied with a bored look on his face. "That was just a bonus though"

"Did she make her move first or did you make your move?" Shikadai asked.

"She? who are you guys talking about? Boruto was in the dark.

"I caught her eavesdropping on Boruto's conversation with Sumire and made my move right after they left," Mitsuki replied, looking really pleased. "She confessed about liking me too so we're now dating."

"Finally, congrats man," Shikadai said, bumping fist with Mitsuki.

"Eavesdropping? Mitsuki dating who?" Boruto snapped "I'm still standing here you know"

"Oh, I'm dating Chocho" Mitsuki replied. "And by the way, Sarada probably knows about Sumire's confession, I followed Chocho here on the night Sumire confessed about her liking you, so you might wanna sort things out."

Boruto mouth was left gaping.

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[smartshipfriday]

y’all if i made a youtube channel where i talked about my shitty yet strong comic book opinions? like, topic ideas i already have are my favorite characters wearing red, favorite comic running gags, why none of the robins actually have a good characterization, etc.

please let me know. cause i kinda want to do this, but i need validation first lol

#dc comics #marvel comics #maybe i'll do it anyways and say f u to everyone #maybe i'll do comic reviews on the few comics i'm actually reading

[frecklystars]

On one hand I love hyperfixating on St*rscream and BAPC at the moment because it has been so long since I’ve really, really focused on something and motivating me to actually draw (despite it costing me my sleep and remembering to eat/take care of myself bc I’m Too Focused)

But on the other hand, my brain is like “we are hyperfocused on *this* right now. You cannot consume anything else or you’ll mess up the flow and ruin it forever” which has happened before so I gotta be careful!! But I just listened to a Nick Blaemire song for the first time in five months and I straight up almost started crying and I made the mistake of pulling up a video of him and in the middle of it he started giggling and I miss Plankton SO MUCH IT GENUINELY HURTS

#woof #blaemire blogging #I only listened to one bc if I listen to more im gonna go down a rabbit hole fhdhfdh #but god I ;-; miss plankton i miss romi i miss jed i miss bernstein i miss adam i miss NICK!!!! #and whoever other character he plays hfdhfhddhf #but mostly plankton ;-; #my brain is like 'if u don't think of st*rscream every minute of everyday then you will lose the serotonin' #and honestly? it would have fizzled out after a month if i didnt have cameo #but!!! in three days!!! starlight's gonna tell me he loves his little starflower! bc i. paid the VA to fdhdhf #he gets so many requests for st*rscream to say romantic things by like. EVERYONE #and im like oh okay if he doesn't rly mind?? then yeah i'll request smth romantic too here we go #he rly puts his wholeass heart into it he doesn't have to go THAT HARD but he DOES #he'll sprinkle in a lil extra dialogue and it's all in character but still very sweet!!!! #like generally st*rscream would hate humans and not rly give a shit abt any of them #but when he does cameo requests he's like 'i hate humans but i tolerate... YOU...' #it's nice of him to do that. it's nice of him to keep it in character but still be nice about it #it's absolutely surreal hearing a f/o of mine say my name and directly tell me they love me? #like what... hello... the amount of power held in my hands atm...... #anyway. when i get that cameo in three days my hyperfocus will spike up again momentarily #maybe for a couple weeks? we're hitting nearly five months of this TFP hyperfocus #which is SHOCKING. it normally does not last this long. but again. cameo helped w/ that #guys if nick blaemire had a cameo i would be broke #wesley has one tho but im too nervous to ask him to say anything in his plankton voice hfdhfdhdf #since he's not a voice actor he'd probably think it'd be a weird request #but he DID recite a plankton line for me and replaced the name 'karen' with 'keri' SO THERE'S THAT #u can tell my mental health has gotten better because im writing novels in my tags again. hi guys :)

[stormblessed95]

What r the jikook moments you think for which there is NO explanation that can fit into Friends category. Like those moments which makes u think Man only couples do this.

Ooo fun question, this will be a long one! Honestly, mostly their grand gestures and some smaller moments. Now I'll put a disclaimer here... These will be moments that I don't think fit into a friends category, no matter how much of a "bestie" you are. It does not confirm anything about Jikook being a couple. People can do whatever the F they want and not necessarily have to label it. You can do these things and NOT be a couple, but it really makes it known that you are probably more than friends at the very least, whatever that may be. In no particular order, here are my "this is not friendship behavior" moments:

1. Rosebowl

ARE WE SURPRISED THAT THIS IS ON MY LIST?? We shouldn't be. I've already done a post on the difference between this and the Tannies love bites/kisses (you can go read it if you want) and if this isn't romantic in nature, idk what it is... cannibalism maybe? This is a very hard to deny moment.

2. Jimin traveling to Korea for JKs birthday

Look. I don't care how much you like someone, unless you are IN love with them and you KNOW how much being there on their birthday would mean to them, you don't practically kill yourself making sure that you are there. If you have ever flown long hours, you know it's killer on your body. Jimin not only made sure that he got on a plane for over 10 hours to be there for JKs birthday, cutting his own free time and chance to rest short during his vacation in Paris, but he did it knowing he would only have a few hours to spend in Korea anyway because of his own schedules. He was there for just enough time to get a cake, surprise Kookie, celebrate with him for a bit and then he had to get back to the airport. He had to get back on a plane for another 10+ hour long journey to make it to Hawaii on time for when he needed to be there. That is brutal. And that is not something you do for someone who you consider a best friend. That is a deeper love type of move. I know that most parents wouldn't even do that for their children, but instead make it up to them later. This is compounded by the fact that I'm pretty sure only Hobi also stopped by for JKs birthday because he was home in Korea. Everyone else was abroad or elsewhere with their own personal travel plans and did not do the same thing JM did here. And of course not, because what Jimin did is MADNESS, it is peak romance book type stuff.

3. GCF in Tokyo and all its following films

Honestly, you shouldn't be surprised to see this here either. Can I also say the amount of cringey y/n comments I see under GCFT saying it feels like they are on a date with Jimin.... hmm I WONDER WHY. Maybe, possibly because the camera man (JK) was on a date with Jimin?Jungkook's GCFs read like love letters to Jimin. All of them make sure to highlight him somehow. I won't talk forever here because everyone knows all this already. But seriously, peak romance stuff here too.

4. Their Red Moon boat date in Malta

Everyone spent a fun day on the boat. Everyone got off the boat and went home. Everyone except Jikook... who took the boat back out alone, waved goodbye to everyone else on the beach and proceed to play soft romantic music, sit at the front with legs intwined and look at the Red Moon and all the pretty City Lights. I mean... Do I REALLY have to say it??? This was a DATE. Not a friend date, this is not friend date sitting positions or music or vibes. This goes hand in hand with all the other times they've chosen to go out together during their time off. Ice skating date, going to see Avengers together, going Bowling together, out to eat together, their solo outings together in Malta to sightsee, going out in London sightseeing just them to meet up with Jimins friends... again... do I really have to say it??

5. MMA 2018

This should again come to no surprise to anyone.... Jungkookie... the stars in your eyes are showing. You don't look at your bestie like he hung the moon and all the stars in your sky. Like you would give anything and do anything to keep them happy, like they are your entire freaking world. I swear they were so caught up in their own little love bubble that they forgot the rest of the world existed right there in the middle of the award show. Not to mention JK singing along to a love song and mouthing the words to Jimin during that same night.

6. Jungkook telling Jimin that he loves him in the middle of a press conference photo op during Boy With Luv era

Look, I don't know what you want me to say here. This is "I am telling you AND I am telling the world, that I love you" type of moment. All the guys were told to make the "I love you" sign to the cameras for photos for the BWL comeback. Jungkook did so and then stepped slightly out of line, turned towards Jimin and basically threw his ILY sign at him and held the exaggerated pose until Jimin noticed him, (looked baffled for a minute) and smiled at him. JK looked so smugly proud of himself there too. And look at NamJin in that photo as well. This was not a moment anyone anticipated but it was a nice statement from JK. This also is not "friendly" behavior.

7. Serenading each other

You do not serenade your best friend with a love song, with so much intent, hand around their waist, pulling them in closer, invading personal space.... they meant that shit. Sure, You can joke around and do it with your friends. But you dont look THAT when you are joking about it. They weren't joking, bro. They were flirting for real for real. Right in front of us all, and Jimin was loving every second of it.

8. The blatant check outs that they do

I don't care what you say, you do NOT drop your eyes down to your friends lips and STARE like you are ready to lick the Pizza Grease off them yourself. You will NOT convince me this is friendly. Not to mention JK sweeping his eyes along his body and ass during this same photoshoot. Or many many many other instances. Like when Jungkook walked past Jimin backstage and in the background you just see Jimin appreciatively sweep his eyes up and down JK before pulling his eyes away. How many times have we caught them staring at asses/abs/backs/lips??? So freaking many. The way Jimin would slowly check out with bedroom eyes his "manager" off cam on live. The way JK whips his head around so fast to stare when JM would show off his abs during No More Dream, or during ISAC when he thought JM lifted his shirt. Why so interested? This is NOT friendly behavior. I could honestly keep going. Why do they keep doing this?! Eyes on the face boys!

9. Footsies

There is literally zero way to twist this. Part of me is shocked ARMY freaking saw this at all. Part of me is also not surprised at all that they saw this and pointed it out for everyone else to see. You cannot make this a friendly/brotherly interaction. Jimin is playing footsie with JKs thigh along the seem of his shorts, and then he moves it to his crotch after JK sits forward more. And in the second clip, they are playing more wholesome footsies, but JK still has a very visible reaction. This is not even close to friendly. Even a tiny little bit. You can see the full videos in Bon Voyage Season 1 and Season 2. I encourage you to check them out if you never watched them. Not just for jikook, but simply for the amazing content that BV is in general.

10. The cultural couple traditions.

Its the matching clothes when its their own choice, not their stylists. Its the seeing the first snow together. The videos or posts on valentines day together. Being together (alone) on Chusok, which is normally something you spend with family only. And if you can't get to your family, you spend it with someone who has deep meaning to you. These are BIG things that are couple things in Korea. Couple traditions, not best friend traditions.

There are more. I could keep going. But I'll stop here at 10. Its a good even number and this post is already so long. There are many consistent and little moments that make me believe they are a couple too, but these are the big moments where I am like, this is NOT friend behavior. And these are not moments you see freely within the rest of the group either, these are mostly exclusive to Jikook only. Does this confirm they are romantically involved? No. Is it enough to convince me they are without them needing to say the words outloud? Yes, absolutely. Thanks for the ask! I enjoyed this one.

#jikook #kookmin #JKJM #boys in love #this is couple shit #we all know it at this point #the glass closet is clear

[viridwns]

Can't help but fall in love with you.

Time: present

Paring: Chuuya x f!reader

Characters: Chuuya nakahara, Dazai osamu, Mori ōgai, Fukuzawa yukichi from BSD

Warnings: none ig.

Request from: @trixiegalaxy . I hope you are happy with this!

You were just looking for a job. A simple job.

You really went from being a secretary with mountains of paperwork your boss left you to being in the middle of a truce meeting.

"No illusions this time fukuzawa?"

"It's a truce meeting right? I don't see the use of using my members ability."

You really didn't want to be here. What were you even thinking! The job that you were offered after just moving into this city was to perfect to be true. You knew something was up, but you still accepted it anyway.

When you were asked to come to an important meeting by Dazai, you didn't think any of it. I mean maybe you had to take notes or something. So ofcourse being the good subordinate you were, you said yes.

Curse this handsome looking man. If only you had listened to your guts when he asked you to join him for a double suicide.

You tugged at Dazai's arm wanting to know why in the hell he brought you here. "What the actual fuck Dazai" you whispered at him a frown setteling upon your face. He looked at you with a grin and winked. Wanting nothing more to bash his head in a voice interrupted your thoughts.

"I can see you brought someone new. I've never seen her face here before."

You looked at the mafia boss. He was smiling at you.

Gulping down the lump in your throat you tried to look as brave as possible. Standing up straight with your chin up.

"She's our new secretary. Thought i'd bring her with us for some experience." You heard Dazai say.

Only Dazai, fukuzawa and you were here. On the other side you could see the mafia boss, a man with no eyebrows? And a short, but intimidating man with a fedora.

Yeah you didn't want to get caught up into this.

"I'm gonna quit the next opportunity i get" you muttered. Regretting not listening to your mother to stay in the little village and not moving to the city.

"Knowing you Dazai, she isn't just a secretary. Just tell us what her ability is."

Wait what?

"Hah?" You said without realizing.

First of all how did Dazai know about your ability. Second of all how could it be of any use here?

"Ah you caught me. She indeed has an ability. Up to you to figure it out."

Dazai said, his famous grin plastered on his face.

"Cut the crap mackerel. This is a truce meeting. Stop this shitty act and just tell us why she's here." The man with the fedora stept forward. His gloved hand pointing at you.

Honestly you don't even know anymore why you were here.

"Can we just set our agreement. My schedule is busy and the only way we can stop (bad guy name) is if we work together."

Your boss spoke up. Looking tired as usual.

"Sorry, but it seems like your hiding something from us. Are you going to attack us when we turn around hm?"

The mafia boss looked at him with an amusing smile.

"Stop this nonsense Mori. Just agree to the plan. You know it's the best thing to do."

"Fine. Tomorrow at midnight i'll send Chuuya and you'll send Dazai. Deal?"

"Deal."

----

Why the fuck.

wHY THE FUCKING FUCK WERE YOU HERE.

That chuuya guy and Dazai were supposed to be going on a mission together.

so why in the hell were you here waiting infront of a shed at 12 AM with Dazai at your side.

Simple answer: you fell for his tricks again.

"Isn't the sky pretty y/n."

"Say one more word and i'll make you regret using me for my ability."

An angry scowl was placed on your features as Dazai pouted.

"Ah come one y/n-kun don't be so mean."

You snapped your head to the right to face him.

"Oh i'm mean? You literally send me here to join you for a suicide mission. I'm only going to be dead weight anyway!"

He chuckled

"Oh don't worry, you're going to be a great help for this mission."

Giving him a confused look, you were about to say something when a voice interrupted you.

"And can i ask why she is here?"

You looked to the left to see Chuuya standing there with a hand on his hip.

"Why is everyone so irritated this night. Well i wouldn't expect less from Chuuya, but you are never irritated y/n."

"For everything there's a first time." You said with a sigh.

This was going to be a long night.

"Just shut up you mackerel. I'm not in the mood for your shit."

Chuuya walked closer to the two of you. He was intimidating as ever, but gosh did he have anger issues.

Dazai tried to open his mouth, but knowing him and his passion for annoying people you interrupted him.

"If we go left from here, we'll eventually see the base of the enemy. There's a way in from the left side of the building without being seen. It's our best shot to sneak in."

You finished looking at the two men.

You could see Chuuya staring at you with a certain look in his eyes.

"Is there something on my face?" You asked, your hands wiping your face.

It looked like you suprised him by the sudden startled look on his face.

"N-no Let's just go. The sooner we start, the faster we finish."

Chuuya walked past the two of you. Cursing something under his breath. You could swear you saw a light pink covering his cheeks.

----

"Where the fuck did that maniac go?!"

You sat on the ground covering your ears with your hands. Not wanting to listen to Chuuya's whines anymore.

It all happenend so fast. The three of you broke into the enemy's base and found a good hiding spot, but somehow the three of you got caught. Chuuya and you ran, thinking Dazai was right behind you two, but when you locked yourselves into a lab, he was gone.

Looking at the furious ginger you tried to calm him down.

"It's Dazai we're talking about. C'mon have some faith in your partner."

You smiled lightly, but it soon faded as you were met with an angry scowl.

"He was my partner. I can't even believe he brought you."

He pinched the bridge of his nose.

You didn't know either why he brought you, but he could be atleast a bit nicer about it.

"Well i'm sorry for being here, but thanks to me we could break into this place. Also can you just calm your tits. Your behavior isn't helping the situation."

You stood up to look him in his eyes. Your smile being replaced with a more serious look.

"I-." He tried to say something, but instead moved to the other side of the room.

"You're such a nausionce."

Knowing if you would pick a fight with him now nothing good would come out of it.

"I know, now let's find a way out."

Looking around the room, you could only find some medical suplies and some samples of God knows what.

Chuuya began helping you after sulking for a bit in the corner. He checked all the cabinets and only found food and more medical supplies.

"I found nothing, you?"

You asked the man while sitting down on the large dental like chair in the middle of the room.

"Nothing useful no."

Chuuya leaned at the wall infront of you.

"Going outside is also not an option. There are cameras outside the door. So they'll know our location immediately."

You let out a frustrated sigh. Massaging your temples.

"God i'm so stupid. I should've paid more attention to our location."

The man infront of you scoffed.

"Not going to disagree with you on the first thing, but you couldn't have known where we were and we were all in a state of panic. It makes you forget things."

Being a little shocked that he also could be nice, i mean he did call you stupid indirectly, but the words he said did make you feel better.

"Thanks Chuuya. That means allot to me." You said to him smiling.

"Yeah yeah whatever." The pink hue could be seen again on his cheeks as he looked away.

Giggling softly at his flustered state.

"What are you laughing at brat?!"

Ah there was the angry chihuahua again.

"Nothing, just you."

"You bi-."

Chuuya was cut off by voices on the other side of the door. You jumped of your chair looking at Chuuya with a panicked expression.

He motioned to the closet and you nodded your head. Quickly moving over to the closet, you and Chuuya squeezed yourselves in.

The space was cramped, but it was the only solution for now. Knowing that Chuuya's ability would make to much of a commotion.

Feeling Chuuya's warm breath on your lips, you now noticed how short he actually was. His head not coming above your nose. It was adorable really.

He also smelled like wine, but it wasn't smelly or something. It was quite a pleasant smell and not to mention very attractive.

Blushing at your thoughts you looked up.

'Omg why am i thinking this now. He's so attractive- NO Y/N FOCUSE.' you internally screamed.

"This door is locked kiri, maybe the intruders are in here."

A soft rattling noise was heard and the door knob moved a little.

"Damn i don't got the keys. Let me go get them."

You heart footsteps leave the door, but you knew someone else was waiting infront of it.

Suddenly you could feel a light bulb just pop above your head. You had a plan, but you didn't know if it would work.

"Shit what do we do." You could hear Chuuya mutter.

"I might have an idea." You whispered.

----

"Are you crazy?! You can't just do that y/n!" Chuuya whisper yelled.

You were putting on one of the labcoats hanging in the closet. Your other clothes were in Chuuya's hands.

You were wearing your hair loose with a skintight labcoat flaunting every curve of your body.

"It's the only plan right now. And with my ability it is almost guaranteed it will work." You whispered back. You hated this plan as much as he did, but it was your only chance. And you felt sexy as fuck right now.

"I got them!." You heard a man's voice say. Footsteps getting closer. "Took you long enough, now open the door."

"Jeez okay fine."

"There is no time Chuuya." You said closing the closet doors. You could see Chuuya trying to protest, but he gave up.

Scurrying over to one of the counters pretending you were organizing something the door opened.

You heart starting to beat faster and your hands shaking. 'Calm down y/n. You got this you sexy motherfucker'. Your breathing slowed a little and a voice was heard from the doorway.

"Hey you! Put your hands up!"

You looked up to see two men in trenchcoats with guns pointing at you.

"What's this commotion all about gentleman? I'm just trying to do my job here."

You raised your hands and slowly walked over to the men.

"Stay still! Tell me your name."

Stopping your movements you bit your lip.

"My name is..." should you tell them you're real name? Or just make one up.

"Go on woman, we don't have all night."

Slightly annoyed by his tone, you decided to use your own name.

"L/n, y/n l/n." You said

"Never heard of you. Have you?" The man turned to his colleague.

"No, take her in custody."

Panicking internally, you needed to come up with a lie right now! Your ability won't work unless the men touch you.

"I uhmm. I was waiting for one of the men. He hired me for some private time. If you know what i mean." You winked at the two men. Hoping they would buy your lie.

You could see them blushing slightly.

"Who hired you?"

"Dunno. We do these things anonymous."

You walked over to the chair and slowly crawled on it. Trying to nonegelantly show your ass.

"Hey i said don't move!"

The second man said. Coming closer to you.

"Okay, okay calm down." You sat down and put your hands infront of you.

"I'm just here, because he still got 30 minutes left. Rules from my boss. Can't go away till the time is up." You shrugged and flipped your hair. Leaning on your knee with the other hand.

You really had to stop yourself from cringing.

"Well i got to ask you to leave ma'am." The first guys said, putting his gun down and walking over to you.

"Fine, but if you get a call from my boss, don't blame me."

"Ofcourse. You are just doing you're job." The second guy said with a blush on his face.

'Ugh men.'

"You have to lead me the way tho. The other guy insisted on blind folding me." You seductively bite your lip and winked again.

"Of- ofcourse come with us please."

The second guy cleared his throat and offered his hand. Smiling you took his hand and hopped of the chair.

'Now the other guy.'

'Accidentally' stumbling you fell into the first dudes arms, causing him to catch you.

"Oh shit. Clumsy me. Can't even walk properly."

You gave out a short laugh and the guy brushed his jacket.

"It's okay. Now come o-."

Not being able to finish his sentence, he fell to the ground. His partner following him.

"Yeah that's right you two go to sleep. I'll find my way out from here."

Chuckling at your own humor you snatched their guns.

"Wait how-."

Chuuya stepped out of the closet a blush on his cheeks and a confused expression.

Standing up straight you walked over to him and picked up your clothes from his hands.

"It's my ability  'sweet dreams'. If i touch the person and whisper 'sweet dreams' in the next 5 minutes. The person or persons will fall into a coma. They'll wake up when i fall asleep or when i forget i put them to sleep. So i have to keep thinking about them."

You finished off with a smile. Putting your own shirt on again.

"I can see now why Dazai brought you." He said with a slight smirk on his face.

"It isn't all that fancy and i never really used it before."

"Why come you never joined the port mafia or hell even the ADA."

You sighed a little.

"Well it could be a useful ability, but i don't want to be a hero or villian or other shit. I'm happy as i am now."

Chuuya looks at you with a soft expression.

"That's a shame. Would've loved to see you in action more. Or hell even fight against you."

He looked away from you. His hand behind his head. You laughed a little.

"I would absolutely demolish your ass." You said, crossing your arms with a triumph look on your face.

"Hah you wish princess. You won't be able to even come near me!"

You blushed at the sudden nickname. Your hands falling to your side.

"W-we'll see." You cursed yourself for stuttering.

He walked passed you to the door. Whispering something in you ear.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you try to seduce me like the two men you seduced just now."

Your ears felt hot and you were sure you looked like a tomato right now. Chuuya walked out the door and you just stood there. Coming out of your shocked state you ran out the door to slap him. "Come here you asshole." You whisper yelled. Chuuya almost dying from laughter shushed you. "We don't want the enemy to find us now. Do we. Otherwise you have to put on that outfit again."

Smacking him on the back of his head. You couldn't wait to get this mission done.

----

"Ah what a night. Good thing you guys saved me back there. They were cruel!"

The brunette man was stretching his limbs.

It was 5 in the morning and Chuuya and you were finally able to take the boss out (well Chuuya did that part while you freed Dazai.)

"Oh shut up you damn piece of shit. Thanks to you it took us the whole night to finish this job and most of all you brought y/n in unnecessary danger."

"Hey it's okay. I'm fine. Luckily we all are. Let's just head home go to sleep and go back to enemies in the morning." You quickly said walking inbetween the two men.

Dazai yawned.

"Sounds like a great plan y/n! Altough i thought you were gonna quit the job."

You put your hands around Dazais arm.

"Nah can't do that after such an adventure now can i?"

You and Dazai chuckled while Chuuya just sighed.

"Get a room jeez." He said annoyed.

"Ah c'mon Chuuya. We make a great team! I can't wait for the next truce." You said rather excited for this hour.

Coming at the end of the forest you knew you had to say your goodbye's to the men.

"Well y/n i wish you a pleasant night and i'll see you at work again. Chuuya i hope you get hit by a car."

Dazai smiled and turned around to walk away.

You laughed and waved him goodbye.

"That fucker." Chuuya muttered holding up his middle finger.

"Ah come on Chuuya. He may not show it, but i know he sees you as a friend."

"Pff sure in your dreams."

Sighing you face palmed yourself.

"Well i guess this is it then. Goodnight Chuuya."

You knew it was wrong. He was your enemy and you had to put your feelings aside, but you couldn't stop yourself. You never had so much fun in your whole life and to be frank, you didn't want the night to end here yet.

You kissed him on the cheek and turned around.

"Thank you for this wonderful, but crazy ass night." You gave a sad smile. Although he couldn't see it.

Suddenly you felt someone grab you wrist. Spinning you around. You were met with a flustered Chuuya his eyes fixated on the ground.

Standing there in an awkward silence for a few seconds, he finally spoke up.

"Look. I worked with many people before, but i never had so much fun with someone. And-" he became quiet for a bit. Taking a deep breath he continued: " and i never felt like this before. You give me this warm feeling and i hate it, but i can't get enought of it. When i first saw you at the meeting i just knew you were different. So please let's not end this night just yet."

He tilted his head to look at you a serious expression on his face.

"Chuuya-."

Your voice was cut of when a pair of warm lips crashed your own. They were rough, but soft at the same time. Being a little stunned you forgot to kiss back. Chuuya pulled away again taking a step back.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what came over me."

This time you shushed him and kissed him back. His arms finding a way on your hips and your arms grabbing his hair to deepen the kiss.

After a few seconds you both pulled away, out of breath. Your fourheads touching eachother and your noses brushing eachother.

"That was- wow."

You said with a small smile.

Chuuya chuckled lightly.

"I won't go easy on you now if we meet again y/n."

"Oh i'm counting on it."

You grinned. Wanting to make this night last longer. He pulled you in for a kiss again and you let him. Nothing making you happier as you are right now.

Little did you two forbidden lovers know that a brunette man was staring contently as his assumptions were right.

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Sorry it took so long :,)

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[redsoul-kris]

"O-Okay, everyone!" Alphys calls out. "How did y-you all do with the class readings?"

"Ugh," Susie sighs, slumping onto her desk. "Please don't call on us first."

"We got this, Susie, don't worry!" Noelle cheerfully reassures, patting Susie on the back, which makes Susie smile.

Before Alphys can call on anyone, however...

"She cursed me!" Snowy shouts, standing up from their chair and indignantly pointing a wing at Catti.

"Only because YOU kept making dumb jokes about Jockington!" Catti hisses, putting down her phone, standing up, and glaring at Snowy with bared teeth.

MK rushes to stand, sending their chair toppling to the floor. "Well it wouldn't be a PROBLEM if you weren't such a FANGIRL!"

Catti's fur stands straight up. Her pupils narrow in anger.

"I'm just, sitting here..." Jockington mutters.

Catti picks him up, putting him around her shoulders. "I'm not a fangirl... I'm his FRIEND!" she growls. "And of course you wouldn't know what that is, you blueberry lemon-looking f-"

"HEY!" a new voice shouts.

The class goes silent. They all look to... Kris, who has stood up from their chair.

Everyone stares in dumbfounded silence.

"K-Kris...?" Susie whispers.

"Kris" taps their chest, revealing who's in control.

"E-Everyone..." Red clears their throat. "Stop it. Seriously."

"Why, 'cuz we're interrupting class?" Snowy sneers. "When did you become such a teacher's pet?"

"It's not that, it's just..." Red pauses, carefully choosing their words. "This... this isn't like you, y'know? I though everyone was pretty cool with each other, more or less..."

Snowy, MK, Catti, and Jockington exchange glances.

"E-Either way, do you really want to spend your time on petty fights like this? The dumb jokes, the name calling, like..." Red sighs. "You don't need to do all that, even if you're stressing out over the group work or whatever. I know you guys can get along, I mean... who would've thought that the four of use would be buddies?" They gesture to Susie, Noelle, and Berdly. "And it's not like you all really hate each other, right?"

Snowy, MK, Catti, and Jockington look to each other.

Snowy scratches his head. "S-Sorry 'bout that, Jockington. Just trying to, eh, break the ice."

"It's chill, dude," Jockington chuckles, extending his tail for a sort of tail-to-wing fist bump, which Snowy returns. He then looks expectantly to Catti.

Catti looks away and sighs. "... Fine. Sorry for snapping at you guys."

"... and the curses?" MK asks.

"You deserved those," Catti grunts. She meets eyes with "Kris", who squints at her. "Alright fine, sorry for the curses too."

MK rolls their eyes, but they smile. "Yeah, yeah. And sorry for the, uh, dumb insults. I know you two are buddies anyway."

Red sighs, collapsing back in Kris's chair with a small smile. Susie pats them on the back and Berdly quietly claps, eliciting a small chuckle from them.

"Wow," Noelle chuckles. She turns to Alphys. "Uh... Ms. Alphys, that was kinda a lot, huh? Do you think we can just... uh... turn in our worksheets?"

Alphys, who has been standing there with her mouth agape, blinks. "U-Uh! Y-Yeah, sure! I'll just, um..." She clears her throat. "You can t-turn your work in and go. Snowy, Catti, Jockington, MK, I-I want to talk to you all a bit before you leave."

The latter four sigh and slump back into their chairs. Noelle hands in all the work, and she, Berdly, Susie, and Red stand up to leave.

Before Red can leave, however, Alphys stops them.

"H-Huh?" Red says. "U-Um... Do- I mean, Ms. Alphys?"

Alphys smiles. "D-Don't worry, you're not in trouble or anything, haha! It's just..." She looks to the other students. "You're u-usually so... quiet, you know? H-How did you do that?"

Red shrugs. "Um... Don't know. Just felt like it, I guess."

Alphys nods. "Maybe I should learn from you..." she mutters. "A-Anyway! That's all I wanted to say, um, you can go now."

Red heads out the door.

"Hey Red, put up my hand," Kris thinks.

Red puts up Kris's left hand. Kris takes control and claps their right hand to it.

"Hifive," Kris whispers.

Red happily giggles in response. "Hifive."

#story #chrono #[red moment.] #[the theme of today will be: red moment]