#men in black international may not be like the first three but i still like it!!

[raya-hunter01]

Fade Into You Part 1.

Prequel Lights, Camera, Action!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Shantell)

Roman x Black Female OC! Tangela

Solo x Black Female OC! Sofia

Jimmy x Trin

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; oral, sex, fluff, masturbation, death, grief

Summary: This is the Prequel for Lights, Camera, Action! How does an outburst on your first day lead to a lifelong friendship with the Tribal Chief Roman Reigns and gaining a family you never knew you needed. When did the lines get blurred between you and one of your best friends Jey Uso? Follow the friendships, and relationships of how they all came to be the one big happy family we all know and love in Lights, Camera, Action.

Smackdown

June,  2018

“Alright! Let’s have some decorum, I don’t want to have a long meeting,” the COO of WWE said as the room got quiet. “First things first, I would like to introduce our production intern for the next few months. She did a month over on Raw, but I feel we need her here. Shantell, can you stand up please?” Paul asked as I stood and waved.

“Damn she fine,” I heard someone whisper as I shook my head wanting the earth to open up and swallow me whole.

“Hey! None of that funny business, she is here to do a job and if I hear ya’ll been giving her a hard time you will deal with me,” Paul said firmly.

“Paul, you just had to let another diva in here throwin' her ass around trying to catch a big fish to marry, and take all a dude’s money,” Brock said as I frowned at him.

“Excuse me, I work hard, and I make my own way, I don’t need a man to do it for me. Also, I’m not a diva, I am a production student,” I said as Brock rolled his eyes at me.

“You sure you can handle a big job like that?” he asked, almost taunting me.  “I’m damn good at what I do, so how bout you do your job and let me do mine,” I said as the room got quiet as it seemed all eyes were on Brock and I.

“Oh, Paul you hired one with a little spunk. I like it, she won’t let these boys run her over,” he said smirking at me almost proud like.

 “He sure did, and let’s be clear Mr. Lesnar, I can assure you I ain’t looking to catch you or anybody else around here.  Plus, you ain’t my type, I like men who work more than 6 days a year and actually have a set of balls,” I said smiling innocently at him as I heard the snickers.

 “Well, shit she told his ass,” I heard someone whisper as Brock smiled at me and didn’t say another word. Great I just went off on one of the headlining guys in the company. I’m so fuckin’ screwed.

Paul stood seemingly still in shock as he covered his mouth, I saw him hiding his smile, and I exhaled maybe I was safe.

 “Damn, um, Shantell thank you, you may be excused.  I need to go over some more things before the show. Don’t go too far Tevin will be out in a few minutes to show you around,” he said as I made my way into the hall.

I didn’t notice the huge figure following me into the hall. “I can tell me and you gon’ get along good,” he said as I looked at him in shock. Before me stood WWE Superstar Roman Reigns.

 “I’m sorry that was so unprofessional,” I said as he laughed extending his hand. “No, it wasn’t that shit was awesome, I’m Joe by the way, and I’m very pleased to meet you,” he said smiling at me. That was it, the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

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Three Weeks Later

Smackdown Philadelphia, PA

Philadelphia Arena

“So, are you coming out with us tonight? I want you to finally meet my cousins.  Well technically nephews but since we were so close in age, we grew up as cousins.  It made things less awkward for us when we were growing up,” Joe said as I shook my head at him.

 “Well, I would love to meet them and hang out, but I know after this I’m going to be tired. Tevin is out with the flu and I’m solo tonight, Paul thinks I can run the show alone,” I said nervously.

“You will do great; I’ve seen you tell Tevin how to get better shots and quality angles. You’re ready, stop second-guessing yourself,” Joe said confidently as I tried to relax. “Thanks for encouraging and pushing me,” I said giving him a small smile.

 “Always, and because I always do you still gon’ ride wit me tonight and I’ll introduce Jimmy and Jey to you before I drop you off at the hotel,” he said as I waved him off.

“You ain’t got to give me a ride back, go enjoy your family. I can catch Nattie and T.J. back,” I said, trying to give him an out.

“Not on your life, your mama called me the other day informing me of the places she would hide my body if something happened to you,” he snickered as I rolled my eyes. 

“See you welcomed that beast when you said you would protect me with your life when she met you. She was so gutted when I told her we were just friends and nothing was going on,” I said as he kissed my cheek.

“Hey, I meant that, and I don’t even know why but I feel just really close to you, and I would protect you with my all,” Joe said honestly as I gave him a hug. “Thanks bear, I would do the same,” I whispered as he held me tight.

 “Show them you can run this show, and I promise that job offer will be waiting when you graduate,” he whispered before letting me go. “I got ya,” I reassured him as he went to get ready for the show, I saw him stop to talk to his cousins as I turned around to check my equipment.

Jey’s POV

“Alright, ya’ll looking good! It’s good to have ya’ll back!” Joe said walking up, hugging Jimmy and me. It felt great to be back, but it was also scary. “It’s good to be back Uce,” I said smiling at his enthusiasm in us being back.

 We had been sent home some months ago due to my brother Jimmy getting into trouble for a couple of DUIs he had gotten, and my upcoming divorce. We both had so much going on Paul gave us some time off to try to get ourselves together.

I looked over stealing a glance at the woman Big Uce was hugging a few minutes ago. I couldn’t really see her, but her voice sounded beautiful.  “Damn,” I whispered as she got up to hug Paul and I finally saw her face, she was truly beautiful.

“Aye, leave her be. She ain’t one of them one night stand types. That’s a lady,” Joe said pointing at her as she laughed at something Paul had said.

“Aye, you know I don’t believe in cheatin’. Plus I ain’t trying to hook up with nobody, I’m done with relationships. I was just admiring her, I mean I ain’t blind Uce.” I said as Jimmy rolled his eyes.

“I know you ain’t letting Candy ruin your thoughts on love and relationships,” Trin said, coming up to us as Jimmy hugged her.

“Hey, I’m just sayin’ I wanna chill for a minute. I just ain’t trusting nobody right now. I want all this shit with Candy to be over so I can get on wit my life,” I said as Trin hugged me.

 “It’s ok Bro, love will come when you’re ready,” Trin said as I nodded.

“I think when you least expect it someone is gon’ knock yo ass for a loop and it’s over,” Jimmy said laughing.

“I have been home trying to get things in order, everything is moving so slowly due to Candy dragging her feet,” I said wanting nothing more than to change the damn subject. I would never fall in love again and that was all to it.

Jimmy’s POV

“Shantell, I want you to meet my cousins Jimmy, Jey, and this is Jimmy’s wife Trin.  Ya’ll this is Shantell,” Joe said as she smiled at us standing up. “Hey, I’ve heard a lot about you guys,” she said extending her hand as Trin shook her head at Shantell.

 “Girl, as much as Joe been talking about you, your family,” Trin said hugging her as she laughed returning the gesture. “A’ight let me get in here, and give my new sister some love,” I said joining in on their hug as Shantell and Trin laughed. I looked over at my brother and his somber mood made me a little sad as he came over to join in as well.

“Alright, she got a show to get ready for,” Joe said breaking up the moment as I saw the relief in my brother’s face. He seemed curious about Shantell but was standoffish.

“I got to go get ready ya’ll,” Jey said quickly stalking off as his phone rang. “How much you wanna bet it’s her,” Trin said rolling her eyes. “I hope not, she needs to stop playing games like she wants my brother. I heard she done moved that guy in,” I said as Joe seemed to be in deep thought looking in the direction Jey had gone in.

“I hope he’s ok,” Shantell said looking worried as I smiled at her. “Yea, he’s going to be fine. Just got to take it one day at a time,” Joe said as we talked for a few more minutes before leaving Shantell alone to allow her to get ready for her first solo show.

Jey’s POV

“Camera nine pan out on Joe, I need a closeup of his face as Brock is leaving,” Shantell said. She seemed to be in her zone and was having fun and it made me smile.

“Stu, Uso’s are coming your way in about twenty seconds,” she said as she looked up and smiled at me. God, she is so beautiful, get yourself together Jey.

“Good luck ya’ll! Kill it out there,” Shantell said, as I nodded my head at her.  Jimmy gave her a thumbs up as we could hear the crowd chanting for us. It was go time after six months away, and now it was time to get back to work.

“Stu they are coming in hot, get ready to run with them,” she said with a smile as our music hit and the crowd exploded.

The feeling I get being in front of a crowd doing what I love is unmatched. The crowd was hot, as we stood tall to end the show. I was happy to be back but was I really ready to be back on the road, I guess only time will tell.

“That’s what I’m talking about! Welcome back!” Joe shouted when we walked back through the curtain back to Gorilla to a crowd of our co-workers welcoming us back.

“The shots looked great Shantell,” Paul said as he pulled Shantell aside. “Thank you I was so nervous,” she said taking a sip of her water. “You are on your way if you keep this up,” he said encouraging her as she gave him a hug. 

“Thanks, boss, let me help the crew pack up,” she said walking off.  Yea, I had to remain neutral and keep my guard up, she was dangerous for me.

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Two Weeks Later, Las Vegas, NV

Joe’s Rental

Shantell’s POV

“Oh, wow this place is huge,” I said looking around kinda feeling outta place.

“It’s fire, but we didn’t need all this Uce,” Jey said putting his bag down, looking at the hot tub and pool.

Hey, we needed a break and yes, I mean everyone. A lot has been going on so just relax and enjoy,” Joe said as Trin smiled at him in gratitude.

“It’s really beautiful, I mean the next three days should be amazing. I for one am ready to pick my room and take a nap,” Trin said as Jimmy grabbed their bags and they headed upstairs.

“I can go grocery shopping, I mean you did all this so the least I can do is get food,” I said trying to carry my weight.

“Nope, you’re a guest. Just take my card and get what we need, Shantell,” Joe said giving me his card as I saw Jey looking at me with curious eyes.

“I can go wit you,” he said as I looked at him in shock. “Well, thanks I would love the company,” I said nervously as he got the truck keys from Joe.

“We’ll be back ya’ll, after you beautiful,” Jey said opening the door for me as I blushed heading to the truck. Hold it together Shantell he is married I had to repeat to myself as I hoped in the passenger seat.

“Alright, I put in the GPS so we should be good,” I said as he backed out of the driveway.

“Good, cause I ain’t got a clue where the fuck we are,” he said casually as I snickered. The drive was peaceful with small talk here and there until he asked a question that through me for a loop.

“So, are you and Big Uce a thing?” he asked, never skipping a beat. “What you mean a thing?  Like are we dating?” I asked as he nodded at me. “No, we aren’t a thing, Jey. He’s a good friend who has looked out for me and before you ask no I don’t have a boyfriend,” I said as he seemed to like my answer.

“I’m sorry I was all in your business, I just wondered because ya’ll really seem close,” Jey whispered as his phone went off and I saw the change in his demeanor.

“Hello,” he said putting his phone on speaker sitting it down on the console as he continued to drive.

“Oh, so you finally picked up huh,” a female’s voice said as I pulled out my phone trying to tune them out, but it wasn’t happening.

“I told you I was going out of town with my family for a few days,” Jey said taking a deep breath.

“Oh, well who is the bitch that’s with ya’ll. A fan posted pictures on Twitter of some woman walking with ya’ll at the airport. I know she’s either Joe’s or your flavor of the month so who is she?” She demanded, as my eyes raised at Jey as silently pleaded with me to not say anything.

“That’s Shantell and she’s nobody’s flavor of the month. She’s a friend. Look did you sign the papers?” Jey asked as we pulled into the market.

“No, I haven’t, I told you I’m not letting you go without a fight,” she said as I rolled my eyes. So, this was the infamous Candy that had cheated on Jey, stupid bitch.

“Aye, you cheated not me. You don’t think I get lonely on the road; I do but I made a choice to be faithful to you, my wife. What did you do? You fucked someone else and, in our home, no less,” Jey said his voice rising slightly as I reached over to touch his knee trying to calm him down.

 As his eyes met mine, it seemed to calm him down as I saw him take a few breaths rubbing his hand over his face. Lord, she had this poor man stressed the fuck out.

“Look I’m on vacation, leave me in peace and sign the fucking papers,” Jey said hanging up.

Silence filled the car as he threw his phone in anger as a text alert went off. “Look just ignore it, if you keep entertaining her bullshit, she’s just going to keep stressing you out. If she wants to drag it out let your lawyers handle it,” I said reaching down and grabbing his phone.

Jey’s POV “That’s easier said than done Shantell,” I said as my phone rang again and Shantell hit ignore. “Talk to her when you’re ready, if you work it out cool, if not that’s your right. She betrayed you and you deserve time to process it. Stop giving her power,” Shantell said as I stared at her truly unsure of what to say or do.

It was almost like Shantell could sense my uneasiness. “Jey, you ain’t gotta say anything, as far as I’m concerned, the call never happened, and I didn’t hear a thing. What about you?” she asked as I smiled at her, taking my phone back and began texting my mom as she looked at me worried.

“Don’t worry I ain’t texting her. I texted my mom to let her know to call Jimmy if she needed me. I’m turning this off for the next few days,” I said waving my phone as she smiled at me in relief.  “Good you deserve a break from the craziness,” Shantell said leaning over and giving me a hug.

“You are just a really chill person ain’t you?” I asked pulling away with a smirk. “Yea, I guess I am. I try to see the good in things,” Shantell said as we got out of the truck and made our way in the store to grab some groceries.

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Three Days Later, Las Vegas, NV

Joe’s Rental

Jey’s POV

The weekend with Shantell and the fam was awesome. I really got a chance to unwind and just enjoy being in the moment. I hated we had to leave tomorrow, but I finally turned my phone back on, and in came the calls.

I sat on the bed checking my messages, seeing I had a message from my lawyer I took a deep breath almost dreading the voice message.

“Mr. Fatu I’ve been trying to reach you, but your mom told me to leave a voice message. Your wife Candy is now trying to sue for spousal support to the tune of 20,000 a month and has said you have also committed adultery.”

“The allegations are bogus I know, but now investigations into the matter are going to be done. Just be patient with me. We are still looking good, I just wanted to give you an update on the newest happenings. Have a good weekend,” he said as I ended the voicemail call.

I felt like I was going insane, this woman actually is trying to break me. I felt my eyes burning and I didn’t want to shed any more tears but here they were coming like a river.

Shantell’s POV

“I’m gon’ check on Jey, then head to bed,” I said as Joe smiled at me. “So, you like him huh? I know ya’ll been hitting it off these last few weeks, but something’ done changed this weekend,” Joe said pointing at me with a sly smile as I blushed. “Joe we are friends, I don’t do married men. You know that,” I said as he nodded in understanding.

 “I think ya’ll would be great for each other,” Joe said as I rolled my eyes.  “I ain’t listening to this. Goodnight matchmaker,” I said giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek before I went upstairs to check on Jey.

His door was open and I saw him still, almost in a trance. “You ok Jey,” I asked as my voice seemed to startle him.  He shook his head no as I saw the desperation in his eyes.

“Hey, what happened?” I asked softly, going to sit beside him on the bed, giving him a comforting hug.

“I can’t take much more of this shit, I’m just tired,” he whispered as I held him tighter “It’s ok Josh, lean on me,” I said as he held me tighter.

I didn’t know him that well, but in the short time I’ve known him I wanted to protect him.

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Pensacola, FL

Jey’s Condo

Solo’s POV

“Look, I need you to stay in the car Sofia, I don’t need you and Candy fighting again,” I said giving her a stern look. “Don’t look at me like that, it wasn’t even a fight. She ran up, so she got smacked up, “she said not caring about keeping the peace at the moment.

“Well, you stay here Mayweather,” I said jokingly as she rolled her eyes at me. “You got ten minutes and I’m coming in swinging,” Sofia said as I leaned over and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

“I only need about five, Jey put the stuff I needed to get right by the door,” I said as I got out and made my way to the door.

“Damn! I don’t wanna go in here,” I muttered ringing the doorbell. As the door opened, I was shocked by a man answering the door.

“Who the hell are you?” he asked sizing me up. “Uh, this is my brother’s house, I need to be askin’ yo ass that question,” I said as Candy ran to the door.

“Uh, Sefa, I didn’t expect you until tomorrow,” Candy said nervously as I smirked at her. “Yeah, I can tell you didn’t, but I don’t need but a few minutes of your time,” I said pushing my way in heading towards Jey’s office.

“Just go in the other room babe,” I heard Candy say as the dude growled but walked away. I quickly opened his office with my key, grabbed the two boxes, and locked the door back.

Making my way back down the hall, the closer I got to the front door I heard a commotion. “Shit, Sofia,” I muttered speeding up.

“What the fuck you takin’ pictures for?” Candy screamed as Sofia smirked at her. “Oh, so I can send them to Jey so he can give them to his lawyer!" Sofia said loud and proud standing in front of our car.

I walked around Candy making my way back to Sofia.“Let’s go, babe, I got the boxes,” I said as she continued to stare down Candy.

“You are just so petty. Ima get a protective order against you bitch,” Candy said as Sofia scoffed in her direction.

“I ain’t scared bitch do what you want to do. But I’m warning you if you don’t get that bum outta my brother’s house Ima reach out and touch dat ass again,” Sofia said as stalking towards Candy.

Acting fast I scooped her carrying her to the passenger side of the car, putting her inside. “Look, gone in the house before I let her go, you know you ain’t bout that life,” I said as Candy scurried fast as hell inside.

“Babe, you gotta calm down, you can’t be doing that. You got too much to lose,” I whispered to her as screamed in frustration. “Babe, look what she’s done to that house. She has tainted every memory we all have shared in that house, we got engaged here,” she said wiping her tears, pointing at Jey’s condo and I couldn’t help but agree.

The house looked like it didn’t even belong in this subdivision, it truly looked a mess.

“Let’s get outta here, I know you got to study for your nursing exam and that should be our main focus right now,” I said wiping her tears as she nodded in agreement. Candy had us all on edge and I truly would be glad when this was all over.

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Las Vegas, NV

Joe’s Rental

Shantell’s POV

I wanna hold the hand inside you

I wanna take the breath that's true

I don’t know how long we talked but Jey had finally calmed down enough to relax and lay down on top of his bed. “I think I’ve run my mouth enough, so I’m going to let you sleep,” I said as he looked up at me and patted the spot beside him.

I look to you and I see nothing

I look to you to see the truth

“Nah, you ain’t gotta leave. Come lay wit me,” he said softly, his eyes held a longing I wished I could cure. This was dangerous but I couldn’t leave him. Sighing, I climbed under the covers laying comfortably beside him.

 “I knew you was cold earlier,” he said frowning at me as I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m fine stop fussing,” I said smiling, looking up at the ceiling, getting comfy on his pillow as our heads slightly touched.

Fade into you

Strange, you never knew

I think it's strange you never knew

“Did you enjoy this weekend?” he asked as I smiled at him. “Yeah, I had fun. How about you?” I asked, seeing his smile not quite reaching his eyes. Shrugging his shoulders he looked over at me as my breath caught in my throat. He was so handsome.

“Yeah, I suppose, I mean a certain girl had me spilling my guts this weekend, and made me have fun,” he said as I sat up slightly. “What you tryin’ to say, I’m bossy?” I asked as he smirked at me.

A stranger's light comes on slowly

A stranger's heart without a home

 “Nothin’ I'm just sayin' I had fun wit you this weekend even though I didn’t want to,” he said as I looked at him strangely.  “So, you wanted to have a terrible time this weekend?” I asked unsure of what he was trying to say.

” Ok, that came out wrong as fuck. What I meant is that I like talkin’ to you, and I don’t like really talkin' to nobody but my brothers. So, I guess I could say you broke down a fuckin’ huge wall,” he said pointing at me as I smiled at him.

You put your hands into your head

And then its smiles cover your heart

“Oh, shit, I feel special now,” I said touchin’ my chest in dramatic fashion with a small smile as he laughed softly mocking my antics.

“You are very special Shantell,” he whispered as I looked at him seeing nothing but the truth in his eyes. “Hey, so are you, and don’t ever forget that,” I said now seeing him deep in thought, almost unsure if what I had said was true.

 “Do you feel comfortable enough to stay wit me tonight,” he asked as I stared into his eyes. “Yeah, I’m good. I trust you;” I said as he smiled at me with that boyish sly smile that was growing on me.

Fade into you

Strange you never knew

 After a few minutes of comfortable silence, I turned to him to make sure he was ok. “Josh, are you good?” I asked softly glancing over at him and couldn’t help but smile, he was asleep.

I think it's strange you never knew

 “Good night, Joshua,” I whispered softly as I gently kissed his forehead before I turned the opposite way and fell asleep myself.

Fade into you

Strange you never knew

Fade into you

I think it's strange you never knew

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Chapter 2 - The Beginning

Past 

You can see the aerial view of Seoul before landing. New country. New city. New job. Anxiety is bubbling inside as your plane lands in the capital. 

You attend your arrival necessities and leave the exit to book an Uber to reach your hotel - your home for the week. 

You board your ride and observe the city lights as they pass by. The city is bustling, giving you a sense of home. After a 40-minute drive, you finally reach your hotel. It's an excellent 3-star cosy hotel. You check in and freshen up after your 13-hour-long flight. 'Phew! It was so tiring', you think to yourself. You drop a message to your parents, informing them you have reached South Korea safely without any issues. You sort your schedule with your reporting manager, after which you hit the bed and fall into a deep slumber, excited and nervous about what lies ahead of you.

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The next day, you wake up at 10 am, still jet-lagged. You meet with the real estate agent for your company's residency. You wake up and prepare for it, wrap up the meeting, select the apartment, and head off to your workplace to collect your work essentials and sign a few documents. 

Your Uber reaches Gangnam-gu and parks below the building; you pay and step out. You look up 'HYBE ENTERTAINMENT.' At the gate, you spot a woman in her early 30s smiling and waving to you. You approach her and ask, "You're Samantha, right? It's nice to meet you finally." Samantha gives you a warm smile and replies, "It's great to have you on board. I hope you have a good time. Come on, let's get everything sorted." "Yes, of course. After you, Samantha." 

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You enter the building, and it leaves you in awe. The interior of the building is posh: marbled floors with greyish-black walls. Both of you reach the HR office. Samantha knocks on the door twice; you hear a soft voice asking to come in. You step into the office and greet the HR. Samantha says, "Hello, Mina, this is Y/N, Bighit's new Associate Creative Director." "It's nice to meet you in person, Y/N." "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Mina-ssi." She smiles, "Now that you're settling in, I'd like to state a few rules and regulations you must follow." 

"Yes, sure." "Let's take a seat, Y/N and Samantha." You follow Mina and Samantha to the sofa area. "Okay, first things first, since you'll be working with our biggest clientele, BTS, you may or may not come across them daily. Which is why it's necessary to work based on their timelines." With this, Mina and Samantha tell you the dress code and etiquette if you encounter the client. 

The conversation comes to an end, "See you next week." You both say goodbye. "How are you feeling about your new job title?". "I'm looking forward to what it has stored for me. I hope something good happens." You reply. 

It's the end of the day, and head to your temporary home. 

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Three months later, 

It's been three months since you took the job, and you are working with different teams. You have made yourself familiar to people around you. You receive a notification for an impromptu induction meeting with one of your clients. It suddenly strikes; you'll be seeing BTS for the first time. Not that you haven't them, you have, but on screen. 

"Samantha, why are we having this meeting?" you ask her. "It's to introduce the new employees to BTS. They know their entire team, so they want to meet them." You're internally trying not to freak out. 

You and Samantha reach the floor and head straight to the conference room. Both of you enter and look; at seven good-looking men sitting and chatting with each other. But suddenly, you make eye contact with RM, aka Kim Namjoon, the leader of BTS. 

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Alterations

Rabbit has her first on site accident. She literally comes out of it a changed woman. Whether this is a good thing remains to be seen.

Triggers: life or death struggle, blood, implied death, overprotective Clef, loud profanity, trapped Rabbit

I wake up to blaring alarms, gunfire, screaming, and general chaos. I dress, grab my combat gear and head out, expecting the Insurgency again. What I find are typical goons, black-clad and with worse aim than the average Imperial Stormtrooper. Hell, these boys are so dumb I literally walked up behind one and knock him out with a sucker punch to the nose. There's a crunch, and boom goes the goon. Huh. No insignia on his kit. Not Insurgency then. Still... bad idea breaking in here, guys. If we don't get you... there's always the residents. Speaking of... looks like someone met 073, and it went better for Cain than him. Cain is standing over the dead guy, a bullet hole in his shirt, but the wound is on the dead thug, right through the heart.

"Who are these people?" Cain looks at me, confused.

"Not Insurgency goons, I think. See any more?"

"Twelve, headed toward the Mechanical Anomalies wing. I do not think that would be such a good thing for us. We should stop them."

"Sorry, Cain. We're supposed to protect you. I have a better idea. Find Dr. Clef. Tell him to bring the whole squad. These boys are going to regret breaking into our home, I swear on 035's overdramatic attitude."

"Right. Be careful, Little Sister. As angry as... the other guy is with me now, he would be much more angry if you were hurt."

"I'll be careful. You be careful too. Attacks might not hurt you, but the jury is still out on environmental damage."

We separate, and I run into a handful of thugs outside 914. Three go down to gunshots, two more meet my feet. And... then there were five. One manages to open the door. We all rush in, amid a flurry of punches and kicks. I get socked in the left eye, but the guy who hit me is out. As are two of his buddies. The other three team up, and I'm shoved into a metal box. Crap. It's the intake side. I hear one of the thugs outside.

"Wonder if we turn this thing on 'very fine' if it'd hurt that bitch."

"Dunno. Let's find out." A dial turns, the machine activates... everything goes dark. It. Fucking. Hurts. Like being torn into a million pieces. Oh 343, if I survive... forgive me for what I want to do to them. Somehow... I hear a familiar shout. It's Clef. There may not be enough ass left to kick when I get out. Dr. Gears is with him. And he's got a grenade launcher. How do I even know that?

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO? Where is Agent Rabbit?" Gears is shouting at them.

"Gears, she's in the Clockworks." Clef shoots one of the goons. "That was for my favorite intern." Another shot. "That was for the three teams your crew slaughtered." He reloads. There's only one now... and he wished he wore the brown trousers. I would, if I had to deal with both Gears and Clef pissed off. The machine dings. And... I survived. I have no idea what happened to me, but... I'm alive. The door opens, I step out, and Clef rushes to see if I'm okay. He stops two meters before me. The thug is cowering, muttering gibberish. I can make out a few phrases.

"Dios mio, I am sorry. What have we done?"

"You fucked up a perfectly good intern, is what you did." Huh. Is... is that what I sound like now? Like I have a megaphone in my throat? Yikes. I may never speak again. "Now... fuck off."

"Que?"

"Fuck. Off. I'm giving you a five second head start. Run." I flap my... wings? What the fuck? I have wings now? Forget it... the guy runs. Time to hunt the goon. I take off out of the room, chasing him. I catch him right outside the men's room. Perfect. I can wash the blood off me, at least my hands and face. I slam him into the wall... and through it. Huh. Super strength. Wait til Abel finds out. I wind up in front of the mirror, and look at myself. Wow. I'm uninjured, my hair is now red instead of dark brown, my height increased by at least half a foot, and... the wings. There's six of the things, the ones on my right are flaming, the others frozen. I can see through my torn off left sleeve that arm is now covered in tattoos, blue-white roses amid green leaves and thornvines. Nice, but... what the hell did 914 do to me?

Clef and Gears catch up to me. They're both staring at me like they're seeing me for the first time. Which, to be fair... it kinda is. At least, the accidentally improved me.

"Rabbit... wow. Normally, I'd be against extreme makeovers... but you're hot."

"Clef, three of my wings are permanently on fire, it seems. Oh." I look in the mirror again. The face is mine, yet... not. A refined version of me. Weird. Meh. At least I only have the wings. Huh. Wonder if I can tuck them in or something. I will my wings to fold, and they melt into my back. Good. Damn things would just be in the way.

"We're going to want to run some tests, see what you can do. And there's going to be a mountain of paperwork." Gears said. "But, I'm just glad you're still mostly our Rabbit. I'd hate to lose one of our brighter lights in the darkness."

"Honestly, Big Boss... I'm just thrilled I survived. Just... don't sign me up for a cell of my own just yet. I'm still me, I'm still part of the Foundation. I'm just... altered. And in desperate need of a good cup of tea."

"Rabbit, my wee bunny... I'll make you a whole pot. You still on the jasmine green kick?"

"Yeah. Hey, have I ever told you that you two are my favorite bosses, ever?"

"You're not getting out of the physical, little Bunny." Gears responds.

"Ah, bugger all that for a game of soldiers! You know I hate physicals."

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I’ve taken many African American Studies classes in the last three years since I’ve been at UCLA, and to be blunt, I always walk away from them with an increased hatred for white people. However, the problem at hand may not be white people alone, but the manufactured construct of perceived whiteness and the privilege that continues to come with that. Racism, similar to whiteness, is a construct that was manufactured. Now seeing as how racism was first manufactured by white people, maybe they are in fact the problem. In W.E.B. Du Bois’ “The Comet”, a comet lays waste to almost all of New York City, except for a Black man, and a white woman. The story takes place in 1920 which like most of America’s history, was a tumultuous time for Black people, especially in their relations with white people. Going into the story, I’m not really sure what I expected, but what I ended up reading and understanding was far better than anything I could have imagined. 

For starters, the usage of a Black man and a white woman as the last two people on Earth, given that they have little to nothing in common besides being human was an interesting dynamic to read about. Given the historical context of the 1920s or the 1900s in general, Black men were liable to lose their life at the hands of racists for being accused of being with a white woman or even looking at them, which Du Bois acknowledged at the end of the short story. Having these two people have to come together and slowly come to the realization that they may be the last two people on Earth, while also having that internal dialogue about their differences and what their interactions with each other would have been just the day before, when everyone in the city was still alive, made the story all that much more intriguing. 

The most important part of the story for me was the overlying narrative that with the rest of society wiped out, the white woman’s racial prejudice served her no greater purpose. It was in her best interest to see through all the racial brainwashing that had been done to her as she was growing up, and see the Black man as an actual human being who was no different than her, and who just like her, wanted to figure out what they were going to have to do now that they were the last people left. That narrative emphasizes the idea that racism is a learned and perpetuated construct and without the main perpetuators around, other white people, the white woman was able to momentarily let go of those beliefs, and start to see the Black man as a human being who was not that different from her. Unfortunately, at the end of the story, the perpetuators returned, and the white woman went back to her default setting of behaving like the Black man was beneath her acknowledgment. I think that was the most disheartening part of it all. Once the pressure of society returned, the Black man was relegated to a nuisance who narrowly escaped getting lynched by the white woman’s father and his friends, despite the fact that just a few minutes prior they were getting along as equals.

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Hi, your metas are super interesting, and even if I really enjoy fanon twilight, it's really cool to read opinions based only on canon too!

So my question is about the sexual orientation of the Cullens, do you think they all straight?

For example i saw someone saying that Edward maybe was demisexual and it left me thinking, so i just wanted to know your opinions about it :)

In short, no.

In alphabetical order:

Alice is with a man, but without getting into the mess that is Alice/Jasper here, I don’t think theirs is a particularly physical relationship. I mean, if Alice wanted to get laid, she could just decide to fuck Jasper, enjoy the vision, and bam. Itch scratched. Thanks, Jazz. Alright, I’ll be serious. Alice and Jasper are with each other because the other represents salvation, not so much because of a personal or physical attraction but because of mysticism. So to me that doesn’t really say much about Alice’s preference. All the same I can’t see Alice having a particular preference, she’s too... Alice. Although it is easier to picture her with women. She is also the second half of the Alice/Bella homoerotic extravaganza, which makes heterosexual Alice even more farfetched to me. So, bisexual or lesbian Alice.

Bella shows clear attraction to women as well as men. She’s attracted to Rosalie, Alice, Edward, and Carlisle. I’ll just give you guys quotes: Of the three boys, one was big — muscled like a serious weight lifter, with dark, curly hair. Another was taller, leaner, but still muscular, and honey blond. The last was lanky, less bulky, with untidy, bronze-colored hair. He was more boyish than the others, who looked like they could be in college, or even teachers here rather than students. The girls were opposites. The tall one was statuesque. She had a beautiful figure, the kind you saw on the cover of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, the kind that made every girl around her take a hit on her self-esteem just by being in the same room. Her hair was golden, gently waving to the middle of her back. The short girl was pixielike, thin in the extreme, with small features. Her hair was a deep black, cropped short and pointing in every direction. (Twilight, page 9) This is the Cullens’ introduction. I won’t spend much time on it, just notice the difference between Rosalie and the others. Rosalie is highlighted in a way Alice is not, and Edward is at first glance only the boyish one of the guys. Rosalie was the Cullen whose beauty immediately stood out to Bella. It was hard to decide who was the most beautiful — maybe the perfect blond girl, or the bronze-haired boy. (sic.) Bella has realized by now that Edward’s a grade A hottie, but she’s still torn between him and Rosalie. Bella then gets to know Alice, and they become friends who take showers together(!). Rosalie may be the most attractive Cullen woman, but Alice is the one Bella gets emotionally close to. We get this in New Moon:  UNNATURALLY STILL AND WHITE, WITH LARGE BLACK EYES intent on my face, my visitor waited perfectly motionless in the center of the halt, beautiful beyond imagining.  (...) I locked my arms around her, gasping to inhale as much of the scent of her skin as possible. It wasn't like anything else—not floral or spice, citrus or musk. No perfume in the world could compare. My memory hadn't done it justice. (New Moon, page 191) Bella never thought she’d never see any of the Cullens again, so for her to be hysterical and ecstatic upon seeing her second favorite is not by itself damning. I’m sure she’d be ecstatic to see Emmett too. It’s that fact that she’d missed Alice’s scent that’s interesting. The scent of her skin was something Bella was aware of before they parted. And while it may be tempting to say “it’s because they’re vampires, Bella’s admiring them like she would a work of art!”, Bella never dwells on Esme, Jasper, or Emmett in this way. Jasper and Emmett especially are not admired beyond the introduction of their characters. We never hear about what any of them smell like, nor does Bella remark upon their beauty after waking up a vampire. Carlisle and Edward, by comparison, are men she keeps noticing. Bella finds Carlisle blindingly beautiful when she first sees him as a vampire, and there’s this from New Moon: Though it erased the sting, it reminded me of the gash, and I watched Carlisle's face carefully to distract me from what his hands were doing. His hair gleamed gold in the bright light as he bent over my arm. (New Moon, page 18) There’s thinking someone is pretty, and then there’s gazing lovingly upon their face instead of pain killers. Bella is bisexual.

Carlisle moved in with a very gay man, had a close relationship with him, lived with him for the sake of his company for decades, and only left because of dietary differences. We don’t know for sure whether they actually had an affair or not, but the fact remains that of all the Cullens, Carlisle is the one who is implied to have had a homosexual relationship in canon. He loses his straight card based on that alone. Also gonna link this clip, because I’m Mac listening to Edward talk about how young Carlisle lived with this sexy Mycenaean Greek for a few decades when he was young. Aro is all the santas. Carlisle is bisexual.

Edward... oh boy. His brain is supposedly seventeen, and yet this very interesting thing happens in his relationship with Bella where he never notices her body. Not ever. By body I mean curves. Edward notices Bella’s skin, her frailty, her humanity. He praises her blushes, her doe-like eyes, her warmth, her softness, her swan-like neck, her delicious scent. The feminine aesthetic. He does not once notice her tits. The only tits he is on record noticing belong to Siobhan, and it’s because she has an impossible to ignore rack: She was profoundly female in shape—aggressively, forcefully female. (Midnight Sun, chapter Probability) It’s one thing for him to be old-fashioned and too quintessentially Edward to even think the word “boob”, but in 700+ pages of Midnight Sun there’s just this absence of this seventeen-year-old noticing her curves. More damningly, when seeing Alice’s vision of vampire!Bella, Edward is horrified at the sight of his love cold and hard. He doesn’t describe vampire!Bella by any of the positives, like “flawless”. Edward is attracted to the human, not the woman. What that means for his sexuality... well, I’m going to go ahead and point out that he is very weird about Carlisle, and it’s damning that the personality he projects onto Bella is so similar to Carlisle. I hesitate to apply a label here, but in my own, personal, headcanon we’re veering towards homosexual. Deeeeeeply closeted homosexual.

Emmett is straight. Straightest guy ever to straight.

Esme is pretty clearly taken with Carlisle. Though if she were to feel attracted towards another woman, I imagine she’d have no idea what to make of that, if she even recognized it for what it was. She’s from a very different time and still living in that time, and she continues to be very sheltered. Still, as per my personal headcanon, I see her as straight.

Jasper, who knows. Though if he’s into guys, he has probably gone for it in the past. I suppose I should write a meta on vampires and sexual norms in general, but in short I don’t think they all live monogamously like the Cullens. STDs and pregnancies are unheard of, as is social ostracizing. Vampires are hedonistic, Twilight vampires more so than any other. Which in turn means I don’t think Maria and Jasper were monogamous. A couple, sure, but I don’t think Maria would say “oh noes, I can’t, I’m with Jasper!” if someone she was attracted to made an overture, and same goes for Jasper. So, if Jasper was into guys, then sure. I can see Jasper/Peter happening, or even Charlotte/Jasper/Peter. Jasper is certainly into women, with the possibility of guys as well. And if so, then it’s probably happened.

Rosalie I’m shocked is with a guy in the first place, everything about her screams lesbian. However, she’s clearly into Emmett, so apparently she’s bisexual.

(I’m not including Renesmée in this, since she’s three months old by the time the series conclude.)

This all being said, several of these people are from very different times and wouldn’t have the same concepts of sexuality internalized as we do, so how they’d identify is a very different matter.

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[han-shinsuke]

[ 🔞 ] m a k i z e n i n x f e m r e a d e r [‼️]

Exaggeratingly speaking, you were almost beaten into a pulp, like really. Tore hands’ bandages, few cuts on your skin, and a long shallow gash on your neck. It was only the beginning, they said. The first step towards death. You weren’t born with combative skills so it has been an easy task for them to knock you out of the ring with a single hit. In addition to the sufferings you’ve been through today, the newly appointed head of the Zenin clan made you stood in the target pit. She aimed a high calibre gun to your direction, firing directly at you. She surely gave you a lifetime reminder that you were no match for any opponents. With the skills you have, you better stay hidden. It’s just a gash but you bleed pretty bad.

“Maki, withdrawn you from the selection.” Mai Zenin, Maki’s sister, breaks the news for you. As expected, Maki decides everything for you. “She also relocated you to a new residence. You will be transferred tomorrow.”

Mai gives you a tap on your shoulder before leaving your room in the Zenin Household.

You touched the patch on your neck, stared at the ceiling and let out an exasperated sigh. Maki is clearly kicking you out of her life. You’re nothing but a cargo for her. You were no longer the teen she needed to look out for. You are on your own now. You must, at least, thank her for taking care of you when your parents died in a mission.

You packed your things first before heading out to talk to her privately. You banged her door, slid it open and jumped in as if nothing happened during the training today. She was already in her bed, holding a book, reading thoroughly between the pages.

“Maki!” you greeted cheerfully. As you should. She exhales tiredly, closing the book.

You sat on the end of her bed, back against her view. “What are you here for? I believe Mai have already told you.”

“She did told me. I’m just here to say thank you for all those years you spent with me. And also, I like you 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍, Maki. No matter how many times you tried to kick me out.”

You clutched on your chest and prevent the low whimper to escape your lips. So what if you shared the same gender? So what if she had undergone a surgery to remove her mammary gland. So what if she dated sophisticated women but never tried to gamble on you? Okay. You are not worth the risk. You are not her type.

“You said you’ll kill me if I end up liking you for real, about earlier, you purposely targeted me, right? You still remember what I said to you when I was eighteen, that I would ask you out. I’m twenty three now, so that was five years ago.” how come you still managed to laugh about it?

“And I’m seven years older than you, Y/N.” you turned to her. She was leaning her back on the headboard while staring at you.

“You care so much about numbers, Maki!” you pouted your lips and turned your back on her. Gah! You were screaming internally! Maki’s pixie haircut suited her well! “I would be really glad if you at least fuck me, ma’am before I leave for tomorrow.” You were supposed to keep those thoughts to yourself but you happened to say it loud.

“What the fuck, Y/N?!” you were startled when her voice boomed.

You raised from where you were seated, laughed maniacally and gave her a peace sign. “Oops! Sorry, Maki!” you were about to walk out but she stopped you.

“Fine. Come here.” She removed her eyeglasses. In a very fuckingly seductive manner! “come sit on my lap.” Also removed the warm comforter covering her lower body.

“You are so pretty, Maki!” you exclaimed before jumping on her like a kid you once were. She’s wearing a matching black pajama and damn! Zenin looks much prettier at close range!

“Do you even know how to kiss?” she’s not blinking while her hands are groping your sides.

You clapped on her face then told her about the guys you kissed before. “But I know you can kiss better than those men, Maki.” You leaned to her, brushing your lips against hers.

“I didn’t know you desire me this bad, Y/N.” a lustful look before the kiss you have been waiting for.

You held onto her shoulders, tilting your head paralleled to her. You were higher than her this time so you were in control of the kiss. You caved in her lips inside your mouth. Flexing what you have learned from your previous flings. Maki groaned in your mouth. Gripping your waist ever tightly than before. She tastes mint with a hint of sweetness. You opened your mouth a bit wider when Maki tried initiating a different pace. Her hands left your waist. It crawled inside your shirt, cupping your small breasts as soon as she dominates over the kiss.

“Maki~” you breathed helplessly when she latch on your neck. Licking a certain spot up and down. Her hands are not leaving your bosoms, in particular, your erected nipplesx she keeps pinching and tugging. “Aahh, shit, Maki!” you stopped her face first dipping comfortably on your neck before turning to her hands that seems enjoying it stay on your chest.

“What?” she asked against your lips.

“I would love to feel your skin on me. Can we get naked now?” you breathed again. What a desperate shit you are?

“Okay,” she laughed. Rolling you off your shell. Maki unbuttoned her pajama tops after you got naked on her lap.

The heat have risen to another level so you found yourself humping on her lap while she was basically devouring your titsx.

“Gosh, Maki! Bite me again please aah!” you lifted your body and pushed more of yourself to her hot mouth. Maki started sucking and biting you loudly and you moaned loudly as well.

You felt so fucking hot when her saliva drip down from your chest down to your navel. She’s creating a real mess out of you. And you fucking love it.

When she’s done painting your chest with her spittles, Maki went back to your lips, kissing you torridly. You protruded your tongue inside her mouth and she sucked it so good that you started sneaking a hand inside her panty to feel her wetness. Maki gasped from your boldness but she didn’t stop kissing you. You smiled against her lips before sliding your thumb between her slit. It’s your turn to gasp, you even moaned from how slick she felt on your touch.

“Y/N, stop torturing yourself.” said Maki as she pulled your hand out of her undergarments.

Before you could ask, Maki carried you in her arms towards the round table near the glass wall of her room. No one’s gonna see what you two were doing since the space from the other side are nothing but plants and flowers.

Maki put you atop of the table, spreading your legs apart. She can see how wet you were for her so she excitedly kneel down on the floor to lick your leaking folds.

“More, Maki~ more please~” you were deliriously squirming on the table when she started lapping you there, sucking your clitx loudly, popping a finger in and out of your tight anusx.

In just a minute, you drenched the table with your thick arousal but Maki didn’t stop rubbing her mouth on your heat. She kept doing her job. Giving your other lips frenchy that made you moan shit and that.

You were almost there when she stop licking you. You snapped at her.

“Fuck, Maki! Why?!” she just laughed.

“You, slut, spread your legs for me.” you followed her orders and spread wide for her while removing the last piece of cloth on her body.

Good thing that the round table can accommodate two people at the same so when she join you and hover her lower body on you to attach to your leaking lips, you worried yourself on how she would rock you in a very limited space.

But that’s Maki Zenin. She’s resourceful and skillfully talented.

In the end, you heard yourself moaning and crying her name from how well she grind and bump her cunt on yours like it’s nothing.

“Fuck, Y/N! You’re fucking dripping aahh!”

“More, Maki~ I’m near my peak aaahh~”

You helped yourself and mimicked her hips. You rubbed your cunt faster than her, grinding your drenched folds against her creaming ones. Maki breathed heavily and levelled with your pace and needy pumps. Rocking you harder and faster until you two come undone.

Maki kissed you on your lips and played with your titsx as she finished her loads. She went down from the tabletop and took something from her cabinet.

She adhered it near your convulsing body and it stands hard and proud.

Maki returned to her bed and smiled wickedly.

“Ride that thing, Y/N. You’ll look good on it.”

“Yes, ma’am.” your only reply before sitting your cunt around the long and thick dildo that Maki told you to ride.

On your last night in their residence, Maki made you ride it before fucking you again with it.

It may be your last night in the Zenin Household but not the last time you’d be crying her name from intense pleasure.

#zenin clan #mai zenin #maki zenin #maki zenin smut #maki zenin x you #maki zenin x reader #anime #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk maki #anime girl #girl love #girl loves girl #gxg #lgbtq positivity

[sirthisisa-wendys]

The General (part 2.5): Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

synopsis: Listen, all I have to say is: you better know your numbers.

wc: 1.5k

tw: nsfw (because we’re doing the slap-ass and touchy feely) 

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You’re guided to a massive tent in the middle of the camp, which is guarded by two men and lit up from the inside out. The General’s large tent is littered with lights and from what you can see thus far- a large bed covered in tousled sheets. This isn’t the marriage bed, is it? you wonder internally, feeling the rough fingers at your back tighten as you’re brought to a halt in front of Geto Suguru, who turns around with Gojo at his side. 

“Kneel, little one.” You eye the man before you with a stern gaze, refusing without words to bend at the knee and submit to him. No one comes to his defense, though, and you watch him shrug his haori off before he rolls his neck and sighs loudly. “Nanami, let her go.” 

Haibara and Gojo both give the General a look of trepidation, but you feel the fingers on your twisted arms loosen completely before they drop by your sides, aching from the unnatural contortion. Geto then turns around, walking past the bed and behind a screen that protects him from view. You look around the room, seeking an avenue of escape, but Gojo and Haibara stand to your right and left respectively; and the one called Nanami is behind you. In front of you is the undressing General behind the screen. You have no options. 

“I would have expected you to at least try to make a run for it,” Geto laughs as he walks out from behind the curtain, bare chested with a simple black umanori to cover his legs. “But you’re a lot smarter than I took you for.” 

A large dragon tattoo dances on his upper right arm, the head wrapping around the crease of his elbow and moving as his arm shifts back and forth in the dim lighting. The rest of him appeared to be unmarked, but his muscles - from the chest down - are enough to catch and keep your attention from then on. Geto’s long black locks flow around his frame, and he clenches his hand into a fist at the sight of you still standing there, holding your fingers against your dress and hoping the long bell sleeves would cover their shaking. 

“Kneel.” The command is met with even more resistance, and you straighten your spine while tilting your chin up. 

“Not in the presence of a murderer,” you reply confidently, and Gojo lets out a low whistle. Geto’s eyes slide to his second-in-command, but he says nothing, raising a hand and making a dismissive motion with his fingers. All of the men depart eagerly, leaving you alone with the man you despise. “Whatever you have planned for me here, you will answer to --”

“To who? The Imperial Court?” Geto wonders, strolling toward you with the calculated precision of a hungry predator and beginning his circle. His onyx eyes roll over you again just like before, devouring your appearance without shame, and you clutch at your body to hide whatever seemed to catch his fancy. “It’s a shame you came all scratched up… I would have liked to be the one to ruin this beautiful gown.” Before you can reply with something witty, you feel two hands clutch at the neck of your dress and instantly rip it down the seams, leaving your backside exposed. You yelp in surprise, clutching at the fabric to save the last shard of modesty you can hold onto. 

But your fingers are no better than flimsy flower stems when he pulls the fabric away from you, letting it fall to the ground in a flourish of pink and green. 

“Stop!” you cry out, but Geto only gives you a derisive snort as you attempt to cover yourself with only two hands. 

Oh, to be a goddess with seven hands.

“You have no shame. I’m afraid I’ll have to give you something to be ashamed of.” He takes a lock of your hair in his hands, examining it thoughtfully. “Discipline is spared only by those who wish to see their rule expire. And you’ll find that I do not wish to lose a shred of power in any respect, little one.” A harsh smack resounds on your ass, and you yelp again, this time in pain. “You’ll get one for every disrespect you’ve shown me so far. Count.” 

You seal your lips. The General shrugs, grabbing an arm and driving you toward the bed harshly. You’re flung onto the gathered sheets, ass up, and both arms are extended above your head - anchored by his large hand on your wrists. 

“Count!” 

“O-one…” you answer meekly.

“Louder, little one; I’m afraid the whole camp cannot hear you,” he whispers low in your ear and you find the will to call out,

“One!” Another smack lands on your ass again, and you gasp in pain, but you don’t count.

“Every time I must remind you to count, you will earn another one.” The word flies from your mouth immediately.

“Two!” 

“That was for breaking Haibara’s nose and for spitting at me,” His hand lands squarely on your right ass cheek, building on the pain from before. 

“Three!”

“For running away.” Smack!

“F-four!” you falter, feeling tears pricking at your eyes. 

“And for daring to refuse to kneel not once,” Smack! “But twice.” 

“Five!” your voice cracks, scratching raw. 

“Finally,” he exhales deeply. “For speaking to me in such an unkind manner, like I did not just save your life from a living hell.” This smack is different, much more unkind than the first five. It has so much force behind it that you jerk forward on the bed, your toes pressing off of the floor. 

“S-six…” Your wrists are released instantly and Geto departs, leaving you alone and naked in an unfamiliar place, with your backside screaming in pain and briny tears coursing down your cheeks.

_______________________________________________________________________

When you awake, only the sound of birds and soft chatter greets you. No General Geto, no harsh smacks on the ass. Just the sound of life as you knew it back at home. The sheets on the bed are tucked around your still-naked figure, and you wonder if you dozed off because of or despite your crying. Either way, someone had come in to tuck you into bed, and had the decency to cover you up. 

But it definitely wasn’t Geto Suguru, a murdering, treasonous tyrant who ran side by side with his white-wolf friend, Gojo Satoru. 

“Lady y/n,” a female voice murmurs in the expanse of the room, and you sit up to look at who spoke. A brown haired woman - who seemed to be about your height - bows respectfully, holding various items in her hands. “Master Geto has sent me to fetch you for a bath.”

And that’s how you found yourself in a smaller section of the large tent, sitting in a steaming hot tub with this young woman attending to you. You remain silent, eyeing her carefully as she touches your arms and legs with the softness of a house servant, her short hair drifting at the bottoms of her earlobes.

“My name is Kaori,” she begins conversing as she scrubs the sole of your foot. “I couldn’t help but notice that you made it out of yesterday's altercation with nothing to show for your dissent.” You groan inwardly, realizing that yes, the camp did hear you get your ass beat last night. “He is not usually so kind.” She places the foot back in the water, running her soft hands over the sole one last time. “But I suspect you already knew that.” 

You refuse to reply, drinking in the sunlight spilling through the open slit of the tent above you. 

“Master Geto is very kind to his most treasured servants.” 

“Am I to be a servant here?” you inquire suddenly, yanking your left foot back into the water. 

“Oh, no,” Kaori shakes her head vehemently. “I’m assuming he has not told you your purpose here.” You shake your head no. “Then I will let him explain.” 

“Can’t you just tell me?” 

“Not without risking my life, no.” Kaori replies. 

“I promise I will not speak to him of it,” you try, but the woman doesn’t budge an inch. 

“Many promises may be exchanged, but I do not know you well enough to rely on your word, my Lady.” And so you sat in silence for the rest of the time she bathed you, only whispering your thanks when she leaves you to dress in a plain kimono with nothing else. 

“Am I to be kept as a concubine?” you wonder aloud, and Kaori turns around, shaking her head one last time. 

“You’ll find Master Geto has no need for such frivolous things.” 

_______________________________________________________________________

When Geto arrives back in his own tent, you’re sitting on the bed and drawing with your finger on the sheets. 

“Come,” he beckons, holding out a hand. “I require you to be by my side while we eat.” 

You look up at him, and find his black eyes are hard and unflinching. Your ass still smarts a little, remembering the last time you denied his request. As you walk toward him cautiously, he murmurs, “That’s it. I’m not going to hurt you.” When you take his hand, he grips it tightly and then adds: 

“Well, I won’t hurt you too much.”

#geto x reader #jjk geto #geto suguru #jujutsu kaisen getou #getou x reader #getou smut #getou suguru #geto smut #jujutsu kaisen #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen imagines

[nutellaneedsanap]

Almost a Dream

Jason awoke with a start, the senses he honed as a street kid warning him that something was wrong. It wasn’t a noticeable shift, something a more normal person wouldn’t notice, but to a person with his training it was glaringly obvious. The slight shift of the blankets, the dip of the bed…a quick peek confirmed what he already knew. There was someone else in his bed. The blue-eyed boy kept his eyes lightly shut, feeling the warm body next to him shift ever-so-slightly. Discreetly, he opened his eyes and peered at the figure that appeared next to him, gauging her threat level. 

She was a smaller girl with blueish-black hair, likely of asian-descent, and a wiry-muscular frame not unlike Dick’s. Deciding that she was asleep, (therefore not much of an immediate threat), Jason went to move, planning on getting Bruce. He had only just begun to sit up when she pounced.

She gave no warning before lunging forward, giving Jason’s throat a quick jab that left him gasping for air. Taking advantage of the moment it took for him to catch his breath, the girl grasped his hair at the root and brought his head down on her knee. A telltale crack sounded throughout the room and internally, Jason groaned. 

“Ahhh, Alfie’s not gonna be too happy about that.” His voice had a slight lisp, another sign pointing towards a broken nose. His assailant scrambled to get off the bed and backed towards the balcony, her hands quickly touching her ear lobes. She did not seem to like what she found, her face quickly settling into a scowl.

“I don't know who you are or what you want from me,” she began, settling into a (rather good) fighting stance. “And I don't care. I will be leaving and you will not stop me.”

Jason looked at her, grasping his nose that had begun to leak a small trail of blood.

“What the hell?” He wasn’t screaming but he sure wasn’t whispering. 

“I’m not exactly sure how you do things in France, but I'm pretty sure most parents teach their children to not break into someone’s house, sleep next to them like a weirdo, and then break their nose!” 

There was a chance that the bluenette couldn’t understand him(there was no shortage of immigrants in Gotham), but Jason hadn’t learned more than basic French yet. Technically, learning the more common languages was a part of his training as Robin, but he had kind of forgone those specific lessons. And why would he put in all that time and effort learning French when he could be reading more books from the Manor’s library?

She blinked at him. “What do you mean, I broke in? I apologize but sir, you are not pretty enough to pretend to be so stupid.”

The black-haired boy blinked right back. He may not know French but he does know an insult when he hears one, so he fires one back. “Well fuck you too.” 

The girl scrutinized him, her expression screaming “Is that the best you can do?”

“Oh? You want to go? Fine. My middle finger salutes you and your assholeishness. Calling you an idiot would be an insult to those who truly worked hard for the title.” 

She stuck her tongue out at him. 

“There is a special place in hell for you, ya know that?”

The girl cocked an eyebrow. “I’m aware there is a special place in hell for me, it's called a throne. And those are bold words for someone who literally kidnapped me, but go off I guess.” 

It didn’t take much more for the pair to dissolve into a screaming match, the bluenette yelling in French and what he thought was Cantoneese and Jason using more than a few of the Spanish phrases he had picked up from his dad and other folks on the street. Jason was in the middle of one of his more strongly worded combinations when the door slammed open, Bruce and Alfred standing in the doorway.

The both of them took a moment to examine the situation, Alfred accessing Jason for injuries while Bruce switched on the Batglare™. “Who are you, and how did you get here?” 

The poor girl looked exasperated. 

“I don’t know how I got here!! Last thing I remember was collapsing into bed and the next thing I know I wake up to the face of this,” she pointed at Jason, “creep who doesn’t even have the decency to talk to me! I keep on asking him how I got here and why he took me but he just won’t answer. He’s pretending that he doesn’t know French, but who in Paris doesn’t know French?!? I  mean, sure, there are immigrants, but who the hell would immigrate to Paris nowadays? What with Hawkmoth akkumatizing people day and night.” 

She paused before flopping down on the floor, dejected. “Today was supposed to be perfect, the day I finally got my soul mark and got one step closer to finding my soulmate, but no, I just had to get kidnapped the night before my 16th birthday!” She put her face in her hands and her shoulders began to shake slightly. 

Jason looked from the girl back to Alfred and Bruce. “Is she?” he mouthed, thoroughly bewildered. Bruce exactly as Jason felt, while Alfred’s face was twisted into something that resembled pity and understanding. 

“Master Bruce, may I have a moment with you?” Bruce sighed and turned to leave. Not wanting to be left alone with the now sobbing girl, Jason followed.

Alfred handed Jason a handkerchief for his nose before he began. “Masters, this young girl has been through quite the ordeal and I will not have either of you using your vigilante intimidation tactics on her, understood?” 

He waited until he got a nod from the two of them before continuing. “Good. You know, Master Jason, I read a very interesting book recently about Kate Goodwill and her studies on soulmates. And before you ask, Master Bruce, I do have somewhere I am going with this. The book was absolutely fascinating, the theories, the experiments, simply everything. However, the one thing that stood out to me the most was Dr. Goodwill’s research on the different types of soul bonds, specifically the one that she and her wife shared. Her research was kick-started because no one had heard of their type of soulbond before and it had caused quite the panic for both the young girls and their families.” He paused, making eye contact with Jason. “Their soulbond caused the younger of the pair to teleport into their soulmate’s bed in the middle of the night on their sixteenth birthday.”

•••

Marinette was not having a good day. First, Mlle. Bustier assigned her to work with Lila, Lila of all people, for the end of the semester project in summer school (which she was attending due to her absences as Ladybug and Lila was attending because she was constantly absent for “charity work”), then in the middle of the night, Hawkmoth sends out 1 and ½ akumas (long story), and now she wakes up to find that she was kidnapped by a psycho in her sleep? What the actual FUCK?!?! Where was Tikki’s luck when she needed it?

And ok, sure, she wasn’t necessarily proud of how she handled the situation, but she was under a lot of stress, ok! She woke up in a random kid’s bed with no earrings and no Tikki. And yeah, she probably could have done without antagonizing the boy, but it was so easy and fun to get him riled up! How was she to know that the yelling would bring scarier other people? Ok yeah scratch that she probably should have figured that out herself (I mean the boy obviously had money so it makes sense that he’d have more people around his house) but in her defense she was like, really tired.

She glanced at the closed door that the men had just exited, wiping a few stray tears from her face. 

“If only I had Kaliki,” she mused. 

But no matter. She already had the beginnings of an escape plan forming in her head. I’ll just need a handkerchief, a piece of twine, and maybe a hairpin to pick the lock on the balcony door, but then how would I get out of the property? A house with a room like this must have crazy security measures… She went on like this for a couple of minutes, formulating her plan before she checked out the window. Three stories up...could normal civilian Marinette survive that jump? I would transform, I still have my earrings, but without Tikki I can’t... She went on like this, thinking of different plans and contingencies. The bluenette was so lost in her head that she almost didn’t notice when the three re-entered the room.

“Miss,” the older man who looked like a butler began. “I deeply apologize for the earlier behaviour of Master Jason.” He gestured to the now apprehensive boy who gave her a little wave. “He has not yet learned French and had no way to comprehend the situation. I was able to hear both sides of the story, and I believe that there has been a large misunderstanding. You were under the impression that Master Jason kidnapped you, correct?” Marinette nodded, more than a little confused. “Master Jason was under the impression that you had snuck into his bedroom in the middle of the night.”

“So what are you suggesting, someone put me here without either of us knowing?” I swear to all things holy if this man accuses me of lying…

“I am getting there, Miss. I assume you are familiar with the soulmate story of Dr. Kate Goodwill?” Marinette nodded yet again. 

The man took a deep breath. “I believe this is a similar situation, and that the two of you are soulmates..”

Her jaw dropped. “You mean I...we...what? N-no way.” 

She racked her hands through her hair. She... she wouldn’t overlook something like that, right? You were supposed to feel a sense of belonging the first time you met your soulmate and she...had kind of felt that. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. From a logical standpoint, it would explain so much! Why he spoke English, why Tikki wasn’t with her, why her earrings weren’t on… Her face turned crimson as she realized the full implications of the statement. She turned to face the newly named Jason.

“Oh Kwami I’m so sorry Jason! I didn’t mean to, I swear, I was just so surprised and kind of scared and oh Kwami, the first time I met my soulmate I broke his nose and called him every name that I knew,” she smacked herself on the head. “Only you Mari. Oh gosh I totally understand if you never want to talk to me again I’m probably the worst soulmate in existence I just-” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the two adults leaving the room.

“You can speak English?” Jason exclaimed, looking equal parts amused and exasperated. “You spent this whole time yelling at me in French and Cantoneese and you can speak English? So much of this could have been avoided if you had just talked to me!”

Marinette gave a nervous chuckle. “Uhhhhh, surprise?” 

At his incredulous look, she rushed to elaborate. “Well I thought we were still in Paris and no one has immigrated to Paris in literally two years so I thought that you knew French and the choice to speak English was conscious? Like maybe it was some weird interrogation tactic or something? I don’t know, I was just confused.”

“You thought I kidnapped you?” He whistled through his teeth. “Yeah, I can see why you reacted the way you did. No worries though, my nose isn’t too horribly fractured and I probably would have done the same thing.” They both chuckled. 

He has a nice smile, Mari noted. (She wouldn’t know until much later, but Jason thought the same about her laugh.)

“I think we should start over.” Marinette held out her hand. 

“Hi, I’m Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I live in Paris, France, today is my birthday, and I think I’m your soulmate.”

Jason smirked, holding out his hand. “Hello Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I’m Jason Todd-Wayne and I think you are my soulmate too,”

They shook, and that was that.

The End.

Bonus:

Jason: You know, Ethiopia can wait for one more day.

Marinette: It can wait FOREVER.

Bonus 2:

Alfred: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Jason: Would you like to stay forever?

#maribat #jasonette #jason todd x marinette dupain-cheng #jason todd x marinette #fluff #soulmates #soulmates au #jason and marinette being disasters for 2121 words straight

[bakugohoex]

“probably married to this dumbass”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader

cw: pro hero (aged up) fluff, language, implied 18+ and kissing 

word count: 2600+

a/n: i was in the mood to write some bakugo i have three requests atm so if you guys want to send in more i’ll write someee

summary: in which you and bakugo get interviewed on a talk show on what it’s like being pro hero, what turns into a simple where do you see yourself in five years leads to your relationship being announced on live tv

↞ back to my hero academia masterlist

You and Bakugo were in love, you knew it, your friends knew it. The people of Japan however had no idea, you were seen just as partners on patrols when out and about. They had no idea of the lewd things Bakugo whispered in your ear as you tried to make sure there was no crime going on. His aim of being the number one hero was becoming a reality, his personality from UA had changed, he may still be the loud explosive man, but he was sometimes kind to civilians. You stress the sometimes.

He would help people get up and tell them off for falling, his logic made sense, but you still loved him even if half the time he was screaming. You had both been asked to be on a talk show that aired at night so nothing you and Bakugo ever saw as you spent many hours at your shared apartment fucking.

It was a love language for the shouty man, and you wouldn’t lie and say you didn’t love coming home to be pinned against a wall. Feeling ever so small under his gaze filled with lust and love.

“You’re telling me, me and Y/n have to be on a fucking show.” He hollered at one of the girls who was currently interning.

“Don’t shout Katsuki.” You mutter giving a more sympathetic look to the poor girl. “It might be fun.”

“Fun.” He raised as eyebrow shouting, as he dragged you to a secluded area of the hero agency. “Fun would be making you beg for my dick; this is not my idea of fun princess.”

You rolled your eyes at his comment as his arm rested on the wall, he leaned further and further towards you. “If we go then tomorrow we get the day off.” You move your finger up his arm to his shoulder, “we can do whatever you want to do.”

You were taunting him; he gave a smirk however falling right into it. You couldn’t lie you wanted to get dressed up and gain some attention. “Whatever I want yeah.”

“Whatever you want baby.” You cooed as he smirked, he watches as your hands moved to his hero costume, his exposed neck as you brushed your finger across it about to move it to his lip to brush against.

He quickly walks away as you huff as the lack of contact, not even a kiss goodbye. You followed as you saw him storm to the girl who looked scared for her life, he must’ve said an okay as she gave a small smile to you. You smiled back before Bakugo came back.

“It’s at 7, they want us to look nice for the reputation of the agency or whatever.” He crosses his arms leaning against the desk you had leant against.

You were all giddy now, happy that you were able to look pretty, even with your very much exposed hero costume due to your quirk needing more skin contact, you still wanted to feel pretty in something that you didn’t associate with hero work. “I know you’re happy to look all amazing, but even if you turned up in a bin bag you’d still be the prettiest girl in the room, dumbass”

When Bakugo spoke you instantly blushed at his comment, he was never one to outright praise you with hero work, but as soon as it came to your relationship and making you happy he was always one to compliment you, even with it ended with him calling you dumbass. But at least you were his dumbass.

You had been made to choose from a couple dresses as they wanted you to look drop dead gorgeous, you chose a red one that matched Bakugo’s eyes as it hugged your body and went to the ground, it had thin straps and you couldn’t lie and say that if Bakugo saw you in this he would want to tear it right off.

You had been told someone would do your make up at the show’s base, and to Bakugo’s dismay the two of you had been separated. Being guided to the base, you sat down eagerly as you saw women and men surrounding you, they did your hair and your make up effortlessly making you look like an absolute goodness. 

They were really pulling out the stops for this one thing, it was rare for you to do talk shows as you were more into interviews that were pre recorded and edited. Live ones were more Deku’s and Bakugo’s thing though.

“You look gorgeous.” The same girl who had told you about the talk show spoke as she held the dress out.

“Thank you.” You smiled back as you put the dress on, you had worn the necklace that Katsuki had got you which had the letter K on it assuming people would think it was anybody’s name and not the man who in a couple minutes would walk out with you.

A red bracelet wrapped around your wrist as you wore a couple rings on your fingers, the promise one encasing your ring finger, it had a small gem in the middle of the gold band and you had refused to take it and your necklace off as it meant so much to you.

Before you knew it was nearly time to go and you saw as Bakugo huffed walking in with a man, Bakugo was for sure not paying attention as the red button up adorned his chest and black trousers clinged to his legs. He had left the top two buttons open, wearing similar rings to you with the black ring you had gotten him around his own ring finger. It was small and thin but inside had your name inscribed in it, he loved it and would wear it with anything, the feeling of it around your throat always sent shivers down your spine.

As soon as he noticed you standing in front of him, he was dumbfounded, he couldn’t even speak, looking at you up and down. He walked towards you putting his arms around your waist, “You’re too gorgeous to resist princess.” You blush as he turns you around so he can get a better view of you.

He loved the sight in front of him, your confident nature was brought out through the dress, everything about the way you looked defined you and it made him fall even more in love with you.

The girl from earlier had gestured for the both of you to go in, Bakugo let go of your waist, missing the touch of your hips on his ever-irritated cock. You both smiled as you saw that there was even a live audience. Bakugo walked in like he owned the place as you just kept straight not wanting to trip in the heels they had made you wear.

“Welcome both of you, come sit, sit.” She gestured as there was a long couch waiting for the two of you, Bakugo let you go first as you sat closest to the host and Bakugo sat beside you, your legs touching as his arm wrapped to the back of the couch, ever so relaxed. “So, we have Pro Heroes Dynamight and (your hero name), better known as Katsuki Bakugo and Y/n Y/L/N.”

You smiled at her as Bakugo didn’t speak or look at her, he had been dragged in this due to thinking with his downstairs brain at the heat of the moment. But seeing how happy you looked in the dress how could he ever have said no to you?

“So, first off we need to know what got you to want to become heroes.”

“Katsuki.” You mutter if he wanted to talk first, you noticed that in a lot of these live stuff he liked talking a lot, but his normal chatty nature had changed as if he was in a trace and the cause was most definitely you. “Okay well, it’s probably the most basic reason but I saw a hero save someone and I instantly fell in love with the idea of saving and helping people.”

You knew it was common for many heroes to have this sort of epiphany, you heard Bakugo speak as he sat up right, “All Might of course, from seeing him I knew I wanted to be number one hero.”

He had a calmer demeanour trying not to shout or get as pissed off as he usually did, you smiled at him as he looked down at your body again. “Do you have any advice to any kids out there who want to be heroes?”

“Work hard and even if it doesn’t work out at first you’ll still be a hero in your own way.” You smile out.

Bakugo laughs at the comment, he knew you were being nice for the show as he knew what you’d have really said, “If you suck, you suck, get strong or you’ll die.” Your eyes grow wide at his bluntness.

“Katsuki.” You scowled at him as the host and the audience laugh, you hit his chest feeling his hard muscles underneath.

“It’s the truth Y/n, you started to sugar-coat stuff.” He raises an eyebrow as he leans back again.

The host continues to ask questions as you answer enticingly as Bakugo makes remarks that lift the comfort of the room, you had finally becoming comfortable, the host asking about UA. “So, we heard that you two went to UA together, were you two friends, did you get along?”

Bakugo was the first one to speak, you two had been dating since UA and had kept it a secret from everyone except for Class 1A, as soon as the dorm system had been implemented it made it a lot easier to be around each other and one by one the class found out. Even with continuing dating after graduating they all knew you had remained strong together and it was a surprise nobody had found out on the amount of dates you two went on.

“Yeah we were friends I guess; we were in the same class and spent time with the class together.” He smiled as he thought of the days were you’d both sneak into each other’s rooms to be able to cuddle at night. His taller frame always encasing you in love. “She was a pain back then though.”

You glare at the boy before you interrupt up him, “me a pain, I distinctly remember you pissing off everybody.”

You laughed as he glared back at you, “seems like you two really are the best friends everybody talks about.” You nodded as to try and not blow your secret relationship. “Now for the finally question of the night, where do both of you see each other in five years?”

You had never been asked something like this, you were only in your early twenties and five years is a substantial difference now then it was in your teens. Where would you be? Would you and Bakugo remain strong with you still be partners would Bakugo be the number one hero. You carefully thought trying to get a satisfactory answer out.

Well you had clearly been thinking because Bakugo blurted out the words nobody had expected, “probably married to this dumbass.”

Your head shot as he had his arm around the couch still, his legs spread as if he was waiting for you to sit on his lap. “K…Katsuki.” Realisation hit him as it made his mouth went dry.

The host looked before the two of you noticing, how Bakugo’s arm moved to behind your back, your legs touching, the K necklace around your neck and the look of love that surrounded the two of you.

“You two are dating?” She asks.

He gives a look to you as you nod at the idiot, “Yeah since our UA days, isn’t that right princess, you were always obsessed with me.” The nickname rolling off his tongue as your face flushed a bright pink.

“Katsuki you liar.” You mutter, the mic still picking up on it as you could hear it play on the speakers.

“That is adorable, you two are such a cute couple.” The host coos as you smile at her.

“Yeah we might be cute but dating his is like dating a kid.” You laugh as you were trying to get back at Bakugo for embarrassing you.

“I expect it would be” The host smiles as the audience still hadn’t said anything only watching at you two. She wrapped the show up as you could almost hear your phone go off in the other room.

The host said goodbye to you both as the audience watched intensively as they walked out, “you and your big mouth.” You mutter to Bakugo as he grabs your hand walking you to the side.

“But now we can go on dates anytime we want now, idiot.” He laughs.

You shrug as he still held your hand, not bothering to change he grabs your bag and clothes as he takes his own, passing you your phone as he remained holding hands with you. “Twitter has gone mad.”

“Yeah cause two sex god’s have been dating and they never knew.” He smirks as you push into his side.

“Mr and Mrs Bakugo, there’s a car waiting outside for you.” You almost choke on the name as you look at one of the producers.

“It’s Miss Y/L/N.” You spoke softly but she hadn’t heard as Bakugo grinned at the thought.

“Come on Mrs Bakugo, our cars waiting.” You wanted to rip his throat out, as you both walked outside.

Fans around the both of you as Bakugo put an arm tightly around you, he didn’t want this to happen, but he basked in all the attention. “You’re enjoying this too much.”

He grins looking down at you as he goes to you ear, “It’s because tomorrow you won’t be doing any walking at all.”

Your face reddens at what he said, the sex addicted Bakugo was too comfortable and having said that in front of fan only made your face blush even more. He opened the door for you as you got in, he followed as he sat right beside you, the driver taking you to your apartment.

“We could always have some fun here.” You watching his hands move across your thigh, slowly getting higher and higher at every touch.

“You’re such a perv Bakugo.” You hissed slapping his hand, his quirk created little sparkles as he lifted your dress up, putting his hand inside as he grabbed your thigh. The hotness making your legs shuffle at the closeness it had to your pussy.

“Your perv though princess.” His antics continued and before you knew it you were inside the elevator to your apartment, his hands around your waist as his chin rested on top of your head. “I love you.”

He spoke calmly for once without any snideness or ulterior motive. “I love you too.” You reply back as you turned to face him, your hands wrapping around his neck as you leant in and kissed him, his arms wrapping around your waist, the kiss deepening as he pulled you closer towards his body, he groped at your hips as he moves to your ass, squeezing it through the thin material. The elevator opened up as his teeth bit into your bottom lip as you retracted, the feeling of him remaining on you.

You knew what was going to occur for the next day and you knew you certainly weren’t prepared for losing the ability to walk for the next week. But as he watched you look gorgeous in the dress you watched over him with the same love and lust. You were perfect for each other and nothing would ever change that.

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A rant against Karen Traviss' understanding of history and her FAQ answers

Did you base the Mandalorians on the Spartans?

<cite> No. I didn't. </cite> Fair enough.

<cite> I really wish history was taught properly - okay, taught at all - in schools these days, because history is the big storehouse that I plunder for fiction. It breaks my heart to hear from young readers who have no concept even of recent history - the last fifty years - and so can't see the parallels in my books. You don't have to be a historian to read my novels, but you'll get a lot more out of them if you explore history just a little more. Watch a history channel. Read a few books. Visit some museums. Because history is not "then" - it's "now." Everything we experience today is the product of what's happened before. </cite> Yeah, I do to. Please, Ms Traviss, go on, read some books. Might do you some good. And don't just trust the history channels. Their ideas about fact-checking differ wildly.

<cite> But back to Mandos. Not every military society is based on Sparta, strange as that may seem. In fact, the Mandos don't have much in common with the real Spartans at all. </cite> You mean apart from the absolute obsession with the military ["Agoge" by Stephen Hodkinson], fearsome reputation ["A Historical Commentary on Thucydides" by David Cartwright], their general-king ["Sparta" by Marcus Niebuhr Tod], the fact that they practically acted as mercenaries (like Clearch/Κλέαρχος), or the hyper-confidence ("the city is well-fortified that has a wall of men instead of brick" [Plutarch, Life of Lycurgus])...

<cite> A slightly anarchic, non-centralized, fightin' people? Sounded pretty Celtic to me. Since I went down that path, I've learned more about the Celts (especially the Picts), and the more I learn, the more I realise what a dead ringer for Mandos they are. But more of how that happened later... </cite>

The Celtic people are more than one people, more than one culture. Celtic is a language-family! In the last millennium BC nearly every European ethnic group was in some ways Celtic, and they were not one. Later, after the Germanic tribes (also not one people, or a singular group) moved westwards, the Celtic cultures were still counted in the hundreds. Not only Scotland was Celtic! Nearly all of Western Europe was (apart from the Greek and Phoenician settlers on the Mediterranean coasts). The word “Celts” was written down for the first time by Greek authors who later also used the word “Galatians”. The Romans called these people “Gauls”, and this word was used to describe a specific area, bordered by the Atlantic Ocean, the Cévennes and the Rhine: “Gaul”. So the Celts, the Galatians and the Gauls were all part of the same Celtic civilisation. "Celts, a name applied by ancient writers to a population group occupying lands mainly north of the Mediterranean region from Galicia in the west to Galatia in the east [] Their unity is recognizable by common speech and common artistic traditions" [Waldman & Mason 2006] Mirobrigenses qui Celtici cognominantur. Pliny the Elder, The Natural History; example: C(AIUS) PORCIUS SEVERUS MIROBRIGEN(SIS) CELT(ICUS) -> not just one culture "Their tribes and groups eventually ranged from the British Isles and northern Spain to as far east as Transylvania, the Black Sea coasts, and Galatia in Anatolia and were in part absorbed into the Roman Empire as Britons, Gauls, Boii, Galatians, and Celtiberians. Linguistically they survive in the modern Celtic speakers of Ireland, Highland Scotland, the Isle of Man, Wales, and Brittany." [Celtic Culture: a historical encyclopedia. by John Koch] "[] the individual CELTIC COUNTRIES and their languages, []" James, Simon (1999). The Atlantic Celts – Ancient People Or Modern Invention. University of Wisconsin Press. "All Gaul is divided into three parts, one of which the Belgae live, another in which the Aquitani live, and the third are those who in their own tongue are called Celtae, in our language Galli." [Julius Caesar, De Bello Gallico] <= I had to translate that in school. It's tedious political propaganda. Read also the Comentarii and maybe the paper "Caesar's perception of Gallic social structures" that can be found in "Celtic Chiefdom, Celtic State," Cambridge University Press. The Celtic tribes and nations were diverse. They were pretty organized, with an academic system, roads, trade, and laws. They were not anarchic in any way. They were not warriors - they were mostly farmers. The Celts were first and foremost farmers and livestock breeders

The basic economy of the Celts was mixed farming, and, except in times of unrest, single farmsteads were usual. Owing to the wide variations in terrain and climate, cattle raising was more important than cereal cultivation in some regions.

Suetonius addressing his legionaries said "They are not soldiers—they're not even properly equipped. We've beaten them before." [not entirely sure, but I think that was in Tacitus' Annals]

Regarding the Picts, in particular, which part of their history is "anarchic"? Dál Riata? the Kingdom of Alba? Or are you referring to the warriors that inspired the Hadrian's Wall? Because no one really knows in our days who the fuck they were. The Picts’ name first appears in 297 AD. That is later. <cite> Celts are a good fit with the kind of indomitable, you-can't-kill-'em-off vibe of the Mandos. Reviled by Rome as ignorant savages with no culture or science, and only fit for slaughter or conquest, the Celts were in fact much more civilized than Rome even by modern standards. </cite> That's how the Romans looked at pretty much every culture that wasn't Greek, Roman, Phoenician, Egyptian, or from Mesopotamia (read, if you want, anything Roman or Greek about the Skyths, the Huns, Vandals, Garamantes...).

<cite> They also kicked Roman arse on the battlefield, and were very hard to keep in line, so Rome did what all lying, greedy superpowers do when challenged: they demonized and dehumanized the enemy. (They still used them in their army, of course, but that's only to be expected.) </cite> They were hard to keep in line, but they most definitely did not kick Roman arse on the battlefield. Roman arse was kicked along the borders of the Roman Empire, such as the Rhine, the Danube, the Atlas mountains, etc. And mostly by actually badly organized, slightly anarchic groups, such as the Goths or the Huns (BTW the Huns were not a Germanic people, even though early 20th century British propaganda likes to say so). Though they were also decisively stopped by the Parthians. Who were very organized. Ah well. <cite> While Rome was still leaving its unwanted babies to die on rubbish dumps - a perfectly acceptable form of family planning to this "civilisation" - and keeping women as chattels devoid of rights, the barbarian Celts had a long-standing legal system that not only gave women what we would think of as equal rights, but also protected the rights of the elderly, children, and the disabled. They had a road network across Europe and worldwide trade long before the Romans ever got their act together. And their science - well, their astronomical calculations were so sophisticated that it takes computers to do the same stuff today. </cite> See? You even say yourself that they weren't actually anarchic. Also you're not completely right: 1. women (of most Celtic cultures, with one notable exception being the Irish) were not allowed to become druids, e.g. scientists, physicians, priests, or any other kind of academics, so they did not have equal rights. Also, as in other Indo-European systems, the family was patriarchal. 2. the roads they had were more like paths, and did not span the entirety of Europe; the old roads that are still in use are nearly all of them Roman. Had the Celtic inhabitants of Gallia or Britannia built comparable roads, why would the Romans have invested in building a new system on top? 3. world-wide? Yeah, right. They traded with those who traded with others and so were able to trade with most of southern Eurasia and northern Africa, as well as few northern parts (Balticum, Rus), but that's (surprise) not the whole world. 4. most people use computers for those calculations you mention because its easier. It's not necessary. I can do those calculations - give me some time to study astronomy (I'm a math major, not physics) and some pencils and paper. 5. and - I nearly forgot - the kids didn't die. That was a polite fiction. The harsh truth is that most Roman slaves were Romans... <cite> So - not barbarians. Just a threat to the empire, a culture that wouldn't let the Pax Romana roll over it without a fight. (Except the French tribes, who did roll over, and were regarded by the Germanic Celts [...]) </cite> WTF Germanic Celts? What are you smoking, woman? Isn't it enough that you put every culture speaking a language from the Celtic family in one pot and act as if they were one people, now you have to mix in a different language-family as well? Shall we continue that trend? What about the Mongolian Celts, are they, too, proof that the Celts were badass warriors? I think at this point I just lost all leftover trust in your so-called knowledge. <cite> [...] as being as bad as the Romans. Suck on that, Asterix... </cite> Asterix was definitely a Celt, and unlike the British Celts, he was not a citizen of the Roman Empire.

<cite> Broad brush-stroke time; Celts were not a centralized society but more a network of townships and tribes, a loose alliance of clans who had their own internal spats, but when faced with some uppity outsider would come together to drive off the common threat. </cite> They might have tried, but they didn't. The first and only time a Celtic people really managed to drive off some uppity outsider would be 1922 following the Anglo-Irish Treaty of 1921*. The fact that France, Spain, Portugal speak Romance languages and the British (or Irish) Isles nearly uniformly speak English should be proof enough.

*Unless you count Asterix. <cite> You couldn't defeat them by cutting off the head. There was no head to cut off. </cite> You mean unlike Boudica and Vercingetorix. Oh wait. Tacitus, in his Annals, said that Boudica's last fight cost 80,000 Britons and 400 Romans their lives. He was probably exaggerating. But it definitely stopped much of the British resistance in its tracks. <cite> To the centralized, formal, rather bureaucratic Romans, for whom the city of Rome was the focus of the whole empire, this was a big does-not-compute. The Celts were everything they didn't understand. And we fear what we don't understand, and we kill what we fear. </cite> While that is totally true, it's also completely off the mark. The Romans demonized the druids, not every Celt, and they were afraid of what was basically an academic network. That had nothing to do with war. <cite> Anyway, Mandos....once I took a single concept - in this case, the idea of clans that operated on a loose alliance system, like the Celts - the rest grew organically. I didn't plan it out in detail from the start. </cite> That's really obvious. Maybe looking at some numbers and remembering that you weren't planning a small, local, rural, medieval community would have helped, too. I mean lets have a look at, say, Scotland (since you specifically mentioned the Picts): they still have less than 6 mio. people all together, and that's today. Mandalore is a sector. A sector of Outer Space with at least 2000 inhabited planets. How do you think that translates? It doesn't. <cite> I just asked myself what a culture of nomadic warriors would value, how they would need to operate to survive, and it all grew inexorably by logical steps. The fact that Mandos ended up as very much like the Celts is proof that the technique of evolving a character or species - find the niche, then work out what fits it - works every time. It creates something very realistic, because that's how real people and real societies develop. </cite> Celtic people were usually not nomadic! And, once again, non of them were predominantly warriors! It's really hard to be a nomadic farmer. I believe the biggest mistake you made, Ms Traviss, is mixing up the Iron Age (and earlier) tribes that did indeed sack Rome and parts of Greece, and that one day would become the people the Romans conquered. And apart from the Picts they really were conquered. <cite> So all I can say about Mandos and Spartans is that the average Mando would probably tell a Spartan to go and put some clothes on, and stop looking like such a big jessie. </cite>

I'd really like to see a Mando – or anyone – wearing full plate without modern or Star Wars technology in Greece. Happy heatstroke. There is a reason they didn't wear a lot (look up the Battle of Hattîn, where crusaders who didn't wear full helmets and wore chainmail* still suffered badly from heat exhaustion). [Nicolle, David (1993), Hattin 1187: Saladin's Greatest Victory] *chainmail apparently can work like a heatsink CONCLUSION You're wrong. And I felt offended by your FAQ answers. QUESTION You're English. You're from England. A group - a nation - that was historically so warlike and so successful that by now we all speak English. A nation that definitely kicked arse against any Celtic nation trying to go against them (until 1921, and they really tried anyway). A nation that had arguably the largest Empire in history. A nation that still is barbaric and warlike enough that a lost football game has people honestly fearing for their lives.

Also, a Germanic group, since you seem to have trouble keeping language-families and cultures apart. If we were to talk about the family, we could add on the current most aggressively attacking nation (USA) plus the former most aggressively attacking nations (the second and third German Reich), also the people who killed off the Roman Empire for good (the Goths and Visigoth), the original berserkers (the Vikings) and claim at the very least the start of BOTH WORLD WARS. Why did you look further?

Some other sources:

Histoire de la vie privée by Georges Duby and Philippe Ariès, the first book  (about the antiquity) I read it translated, my French is ... bad to non-existent

The Day of the Barbarians: The Battle That Led to the Fall of the Roman Empire  (about the Huns) by Alessandro Barbero

If you speak Dutch or German, you might try

Helmut Birkhan: Kelten. Versuch einer Gesamtdarstellung ihrer Kultur, Verlag der Österreichischen Akademie der Wissenschaften, Wien

Janssens, Ugo, De Oude Belgen. Geschiedenis, leefgewoontes, mythe en werkelijkheid van de Keltische stammen. Uitgeverij The House of Books

DISCLAIMER

I’m angry and I wrote this down in one session and thus probably made some mistakes. I’m sorry. Or maybe I’m not sorry. I’m still angry. She can’t know who reads her FAQ and at least two of her answers (on her professional website) were offensive to the reader.

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— KUGISAKI NOBARA || MAYBE ANOTHER TIME

↳ featuring : kugisaki nobara from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : grammar issues and spoilers for non-manga readers

↳ spoiler warnings : chapter 37-38

↳ form : imagine

↳ published : 20 january

↳ pronouns : she/her

↳ word count : 1.6k

↳ request : Hii!! May i request a Nobara Kugisaki x fem reader imagine, in which she has a crush on them and its obvious to everybody except her? Maybe throw in some angsttttt?? (This is the anon that requested smth similar to this)

↳ barista’s notes : let me admit, with the scenario i made, i don’t think i was able to put any angst into it ʕ ﾟ ● ﾟʔ but i hope you really like it! also the next imagine will be staring mr. gojo satoru - the man that has everyone leaving their significant others hehehe ʕ￫ᴥ￩　ʔ but other than that, i hope you enjoy you cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) and please come to the cafe again soon ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆

“Itadori, Fushiguro, this is really important announcement that I have to make.”

Both of the mentioned sorcerers looked upon their classmate with utter confusion painted on their faces as they weren’t sure on the current reason why Kugisaki had commanded them to have a meeting together without you involved. However, Itadori and Fushiguro didn’t express any disagreements due to knowing how the female sorcerer could become when she got either annoyed or extremely irritated.

“I, Kugisaki Nobara, have a crush on L/N Y/N,” Kugisaki suddenly announced causing both of the boys to look at her with surprise before unexpectedly declaring to the weapons sorcerer, “we already knew that,” leading Kugisaki to look at Fushiguro and Itadori with widened eyes of utter shock before immediately slamming her hands on the table they were sitting at as she swiftly stood up.

“HUH?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU ALREADY KNOW?” Kugisaki angrily shouted as she intensely eyed her two classmates trying to find the reason or reasons on how they already had knowledge of her unrequited feelings towards you.

“I can’t lie, your feelings are quite obvious Kugisaki,” Itadori carefully mentioned, as he didn’t want to anger the female sorcerer more to which he then continued by saying, “but I don’t think L/N knows about them at all,” leading Kugisaki to drop back into her chair as she then slumped on her chair in relief due to the salmon-haired boy’s comment.

While on one end, Kugisaki was extremely content on the fact that you have no acknowledgement of her feelings towards you but on the other hand, she was frustrated that her actions towards you weren’t getting through to you at all and that she was somewhat nervous to confess to you, leading to the orange-haired girl to groan in frustration to which was caught on by both Fushiguro and Itadori.

“I don’t think there is anything to be scared about,” Itadori quickly mentioned as he tried to calm his friend down before leading his statement with, “so what are you worried about?”.

“She’s worried that L/n is only attracted to men,” Fushiguro bluntly stated, causing Kugisaki to quickly look at the shikigami user with a death glare before instantly flopping back into the dis-hearted position she was in previously.

‘Don’t be too blunt, you idiot’

However, she couldn’t argue with Fushiguro, she was completely and extremely worried at the fact that you only were attracted to men. To be honest, your actions didn’t help either whenever the four of you were on missions together.

From what she could recall since the day she arrived at the capital, Kugisaki thought you were gorgeous the second she laid eyes on you when you stood between Fushiguro and Itadori in front of Harajuku Station and she wasn’t the only one. When everyone was making their way to Roppongi, you were stopped by quite a few modelling scouts along the way to which you, of course, rejected due to your occupation of being a first-year jujutsu sorcerer only for one of the scouts to become physical with his persuasion leading to your childhood friend Fushiguro to step in and help dissolve the situation.

‘Ugh, she probably likes Fushiguro’

However, other than your physical appearance, what Kugisaki loves about you the most was your determination and strength. She clearly remembered when you were with her and Panda during the Kyoto Sister School Goodwill Exchange event and you had somehow managed to defeat Muta so quickly despite being a grade lower than him causing her feelings towards you to only manifest even more than she had anticipated from the start.

“Fushiguro, what’s L/N type since you are her closest friend?” Itadori then curiously asked, as he wanted to help Kugisaki with the whole ‘feeling towards you but doesn’t know if you like females’ situation - but he also didn’t want to be a victim with her wrath like he had been many times before.

“She never really told me what her type was,” Fushiguro muttered as he continued reading his book that he had taken out in the middle of Kugisaki’s breakdown leading to Kugisaki to place her forehead on the table with shame as she began to recall that her two classmates right in front of her was no help at all - in fact, Itadori and Fushiguro were both useless when it came to the topic of you. 

“Ahhhh Fushiguro, she probably likes you,” Kugisaki muttered under her breath as she then lifted her head up to send other menacing death glare towards the sorcerer causing the shikigami user to somehow feel shivers as he felt the dark aura exhibiting from the girl’s body.

“Fushiguro is handsome, but that doesn’t make me like him at all.”

Suddenly, upon hearing that comment, Kugisaki shot straight up and quickly looked to the side, only to find you leaning forward across the table as you gape at your childhood friend before pulling the extra seat out that was next to your now flustered classmate leading to some questions to swim in your mind.

“What are you guys talking about now? I feel left out, to be honest,” you asked, as you took your seat leading to the trio to uncharacteristically become silent.

‘Now this is awkward….’

Breaking the silence, you couldn’t help but question your three classmates further since you managed to hear some parts of the conversation they were having when you were walking around. “Did I disrupt something, because I can leave if you want,” you kindly offered, as you began to lift yourself up from your seat as quickly as you sat down. However, before you could fully stand up, Itadori quickly exclaimed that you didn’t need to leave and that he actually wanted to ask a few questions to you.

“L/N, would you rather have a male or female as your significant other?” Itadori suddenly asked you, leading you to look at your friend with slight confusion displayed on your face before looking around the table only to find that everyone else was also interested in your anticipated answer - even Fushiguro seemed to be intrigued to your surprise.

“I don’t think that really matters, to be honest, I have no issue with gender at all,” you casually answered, leading to the trio internally sign in relief at your answer since Fushiguro and itadori didn’t want to see their friend disappointed, while Kugisaki realised that she still had a chance.

“Do you have a crush on someone right now?” Kugisaki questioned, trying to act natural and confident as she didn’t want to explicitly showcase any of her lingering anxiety in front of you.

“I do, but I’m scared that they might not even like me that way one single bit,” you replied with a light tone as you then playfully sighed in disappointment leading Kugisaki to counteract your statement in a frustrated tone, “what do you mean? I bet they really like you L/N a hell of a lot, it’s crazy to think otherwise!”.

“But what if she only likes guys though, ugh that’s such a drag,” you mentioned with extreme annoyance. However, this little statement of yours caused all three of the sorcerers with you right now to gape at you with broadened eyes.

‘Wait…’

‘She?’

‘ONLY LIKE GUYS?’

“L/N, YOU LIKE A GIRL?!” Itadori and Kugisaki screamed in shock, leading you to look at both of your energetic friends in extreme confusion before quietly commenting, “didn’t I just say that gender wasn’t an issue?”

“We can help if you want!” Itadori excitedly commented with a hint of shine in his eyes causing you to giggle slightly before saying, “thank you, but it’s fine, I’ll rather be friends with her than make things really awkward in the end,” leading to the lively duo to sit back down into their seats with a small pout on their faces.

“Why do you look so disappointed? That’s the reality of crushes you know, once you confess there is no going back no matter what answer you are given and it’s hella more awkward when they are the same gender as you when you get rejected,” you quickly explained as if you had experienced it - when in reality you haven’t at all.

“Yeah, but I like a girl as well, so we’re in the same boat,” Kugisaki confessed as she pointed at herself leading to you to look at her in shock as you didn’t accept your friend to be in the same situation as you. “I feel like she wouldn’t like me at all since I've given her some clues here and there but I do know that she likes girls, so I am kind of in the clear of that!” Kugisaki explained as she looked at you with hope in her eyes causing you to gently smile at her due to how cute she looked.

‘Ain’t she adorable?’

“Lucky you then,” you said with a small smile on your face as you turned to look at your other friends as they continued to ask questions about newly known crush leading you to answer them as briefly as possible since you didn’t want to reveal too much to them since you weren’t going to risk your secret to the girl that was next to you.

‘Maybe another time’ you and Kugisaki thought as you both continued to stare at the boys that were seated in front of you.

However, what they didn’t notice was how yours and Kugisaki’s hands were lightly brushing against each other under the table until you both unexpectedly linked your pinky fingers together causing a shy pale pink blush to appear on both your faces. 

‘Yeah, maybe another time’

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