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cirusthecitrus · 11 months
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Horde Prime's body language and mannerisms part 3/3
"Expressing facial emotion is a privilege reserved only for Prime"
Despite Prime trying to present himself as this perfect holy being who is above feelings and emotions his face is very expressive. And he's just so fun to look at! Whether he's drawn extremely goofy, unbearably cute or legit creepy
Part 1 // Part 2
1 Prolonged eye contact 👁️👁️
Prime's second favorite activity after touching people without their consent is staring intensely at them!
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He can't actually "see all", but he's still trying to grasp as much as he possibly can
Prime likes to talk, but he can also be an attentive listener when he needs to. He allows his opponents speak their mind and gives them time to think and articulate themselves. All that so he can quietly observe and "read" them and find out what they actually think before they can even say a word. It's most notable with Catra. He'd often give her that "I know what you are" look X)
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In some instances his stare is used to pressure people into agreeing with him and doing as he says. Or to simply scare them
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Again, I've remebered HP being much more talkative than he actually is. There are many moment in the show where Prime is just... watching and patiently waiting for something. Obesrving others just to find something that can help him channel the conversation to the right direction. Like when he waited for Glimmer to try any dish on the table so he could comment on it. Or when he watched her and waited for a needed reaction when he showed her what he's been doing to Etheria
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And he also often reacts without any sound or word. His true emotions are simply written on his face. They're seen in his eyes
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But when HP really wants to hide them, only then does he open his mouth
2.1. The 👁️w👁️
I've talked about this before, but it was a long time ago, plus i wrote it in a reblog to another post, so now I'm bringing this back in my own post
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Throughout the show Prime quite often does this one thing where he silently stares at his opponent while a knowing smile slowly spreads across his face. His eyes don't move and at no point does Prime break this intense eye contact. It looks like his whole expression changes, but the eyes stay the same. He may be smiling now, but there's still this hidden agression and venom behind those cold eyes. This is still a death stare
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Most of the time Prime does this when he finds his opponents' attemts to intimidate and threaten him amusing or when he simply tries to hide his displeasure when something goes mildly wrong
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But sometimes his smile is sort of a mixed signal and it's easy to read this expression wrong. One can misinterpret it as a sign that the danger has passed and Prime is not going to do them any harm after all. But in reality this smile only means that Prime has finally decided how he's going to kill them
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Just like face touching, this is one of Prime's signature moves when he's trying to assert dominance, demostrate his confidense and assure that he's still in control of the situation. Or like in s4 finale scene, to warn his future victim of upcoming danger
3. "No war, no pain"
This moment has always stood out to me and all because of this face. It's such a strange almost out-of-character expression, it's both silly and a little unsettling
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Here Prime is trying to make Glimmer help him find She-Ra to active the Heart - so it should be obvious that it's all bullshit and he's ready to say anything to justify his plans and made his intentions seem noble and "good actually"
He speaks in his usual voice too. But damn this manic look in his eyes haunst me to this day
Seems like he's not even looking directly at Glimmer. It's like he dissociates for a second
In this brief moment it feels like Prime is actually done with the current world and cant wait for all this "pain" to be over. What if all this time Prime was just planning to go out in style but also take everyone with him (cause how dare the world exist without him right)? This speculation contradicts his whole "Prime stays eternal" shtick, but going all this way and destroying the universe just so he can have a flashy death sounds like a Horde Prime thing to do (just remember the finale)
Or maybe he really wants to start anew and erase all the evidence of the shit he's done to the universe over the years. Or there's actually nothing behind those eyes i dunno *pokes prime with a stick* be more nuanced damnit!
4. Ears!
Sadly, we don't see spacebats move their ears much, but I think I can still work with what we got
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Despite limitations in animation Prime's ears do move from time to time. And in his case they don't exactly indicate what he feels at the moment, but rather show HP's overall emotional state. His ears droop a lot during the two final episodes, and no wonder - since at the time Prime was already losing it and growing more desperate. Plus he was literally connected to the Heart of Etheria, must be overwhelming as all hell
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His ears also change position in the middle of HP's passionate speeches, probably indicating that he's getting a little bit carried away - and this idea is so cute to think about :з
5. The vessel room scene
So many interesting expressions here! Probably because this is like, the only scene where Prime is all by himself (Hordak is mainly a background noise to him really). He's not as dramatic as when he's sitting on his throne surrouned by his clones or when he's tormenting his "guests" or confronting his enemies. There's no audience to act so dramatic and pretentious for
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What i've noticed is how expressionless he is around his clones when no one else is watching. No smiling, no creepy touching. He's more distant and not as intrusive when its not for a show
This scene also gives a small glimpse at what day to day life of the horde clones probably looks like, as well as at their regular dynamic with Prime. And their relationship here is more mundane and cold than it is intense and horrifying. HP sees his brothers as any other tool, and just like with tools he doesnt even think about them until he needs them for something
Maybe thats what also makes Prime's touch such a powerful weapon - he doesnt normally do that. Which makes the clones both dread and crave his attention and his touch so much
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I'm analysing this whole scene simply because we never see Prime like that anywhere else in the show. I mean look! I've never seen him being hesitant before and after this moment. He is only like that around his old vessel. Which again, brings up the question of his past and whether or not there is something Prime doesnt want to come back to. This body stores memories about the First Ones, his enemies, whom he himself called tyrants. Who knows what was happening back then and how it all might have affected Prime
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Another small moment I like. Its so calm and quiet and lowkey almost intimate? Again, very unsual for Prime. And then there's this almost forced bitter tiny smile. It can mean two things - Prime has trouble connecting to the vessel (boo boring) or there are some memories which Prime finds pleasant. But again - they're are only memories
6. These eyes are always watching
Prime barely if ever closes his extra eyes. Well, mainly due to them not being animated - they rarely move, and never blink. Most of the time those eyes are stuck on his face like a decoration. BUT I think this only helps to reinforce the idea of Prime being this all seeing entity
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No one can sneak up to him, even if his main eyes are closed... well, unless u try to come up from the left :p
7. Blink-blink
I said Prime never blinks with his extra eyes. I was wrong! He does just that in... literally only one episode. And not just blinks - some really weird shit is going on with his extra eyes during Hordak's purification scene. It looks like a nervous tic of some sorts. Nothing like that ever happens again - not in this very episode, not in any others. Why are they suddenly so animated??
Does whatever this is in the pool water hurt his eyes or is Prime just showing his sadistic excitement over his little brother being tortured?
Also, his eyes are only doing that when Prime talks about suffering and "being freed of pain" which is... an interesting reaction (especially if you remember omy previous speculations)
Well, that's all what I could find. Hope you found my HP ramblings interesting :)
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bratshaws · 9 months
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through the hourglass 176. brb x oc
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a/n: a bit of a sad chapter because im sad...and i cant control myself y e aaaa (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!! they make my nights they really do<3)
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: slight angst
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He’s looking over to the horizon with the binoculars one more time, last week’s surveillance was tough but luckily doable. They managed to see more and more of the ‘stronghold’ by using teams, just like he suggested.
He and McAllister did good…of course the young pilot was very excited and couldn’t help himself most of the time but he managed it. Mav stayed on the ground, sharing whatever information he could with them. Now that they knew the basic layout, Rooster could create a better attack plan without the fear of the artillery strikes hitting them.
There were at least four that he could see, aimed up at the sky.
“How do they even get that type of technology?” he hears Maverick ask, “First it was back at the facility, now this?’
“Are we really surprised?” and he adjusts the zoom so it tightens the image in the lenses “We knew to expect some shit like this.” Rooster continues to survey the horizon with the binoculars, taking in the details of what he could see from the stronghold, it was barely there, just the tips of roofs and nothing more. "We've encountered advanced technology before, the sons of bitches are resourceful. We have to stay one step ahead."
"Those artillery strikes are a concern," Maverick remarks, his voice tinged with a hint of urgency. "We'll have to factor them into our plan. It won't be easy, but with the information we've gathered, we can find a way to neutralize them and minimize the risks."
Rooster nods,his eyes never leaving the horizon, as if he wanted something to show up just so he could have more. "You're right. We have to be prepared for anything they throw at us. I’d say we have 20% done."
“Only 20%?”
“Make it 30. We want them to think they have the upper hand for now.”Rooster's gaze returns to the binoculars, his mind already processing the gathered intelligence. He knows that the success of their mission relies on careful planning, a lot of it. He promised himself he wasn't going to lose anyone…and he always came through his promises. 
He hadn’t looked into his phone for a few days now, he knew Bea sent him a message but he was just…busy. He was busy and he was focused and she’d understand.
"We'll come up with a solid plan," Rooster states, lowering the binoculars finally, heaving out a sigh. "Do we have anything else?"
“Besides what we know? Not so much, but I think we’ll be alright.”Maverick's eyes meet Rooster's when his nephew made a tired sound in his throat, “You don’t think we will?”
“It’s not that.”
“What is it then?”
Rooster hesitates for a moment, his gaze shifting from the binoculars to Maverick. He takes a deep breath, trying to put his thoughts into words. "It's just... This mission, it's different. The stakes are higher, and the enemy seems more formidable than anything we've faced before. It's not that I doubt our abilities or the skills of our team. It's just a feeling I have, like there's something else at play here."
Maverick furrows his brow, concern etched on his face. "What do you mean? Do you think there's something we're missing?"
Rooster nods slowly. "Yeah, I can't shake the feeling that there's more going on than what we see. It's like we're only scratching the surface, and there's a hidden layer we haven't uncovered yet."
Maverick's eyes narrow, turning his eyes to the horizon just like Rooster did moments before. "If there's something they're hiding, we'll find it. We've been through worse situations, Rooster. We always find a way."
Rooster gives a faint smile, appreciating Maverick's unwavering confidence. "You're right, Mav. We always find a way. We'll…stay vigilant, keep gathering information, and adapt our plans as necessary. We won't let anything take us by surprise." he huffs, setting the binoculars aside, “I want a full revision on every bird. I want everything to be pristine and ready, we are close but not close enough.”
Maverick nods, fully understanding the gravity of the situation. "I'll make sure everything is checked and double-checked. We’ll be in top shape, ready for anything."
"Good. We can't afford any technical issues when we're out there. Our team's lives depend on it."
Maverick looked at Rooster with his arms crossed, seeing his nephew’s eyes fight to stay open, his fingers coming up to rub at the eyelids, “...how many hours of sleep are you getting?”
“Hm?”
“You look terrible.” he mutters, ‘You know you need a clear head for this.”
“I know Mav,” and he rubs his eyes with a groan, “I’ve been up and about for…I don’t know, hours, trying to figure out what to do.” something that his former instructor said, back when he just joined the Navy, appeared in his mind:
You can’t figure it out if you are tired.
And he was right. Rooster was tired. “You should sleep.” Maverick says, patting his shoulder, “We are alright for now, nothing is out of the ordinary and if something happens,I know where to find you.” the hesitation on Rooster’s face was obvious.
Rooster sighs, realizing that Maverick's words hold truth. He knows he needs rest, but his mind is filled with a sense of urgency and responsibility that keeps him awake. He's torn between the need to take care of himself and the fear of missing something important.
"I know I should," Rooster admits reluctantly, his fatigue becoming more evident with every word. "But I can't shake this feeling that I need to be on top of things, that if I'm not constantly vigilant, something might slip through the cracks."
Maverick's concern deepens, and he places a hand on Rooster's shoulder, "Rooster, you're an exceptional leader, and I trust you with my life we all do. But you're only human. You need rest to make clear decisions and lead effectively. We're a team, and we'll cover for each other when needed. And right now, as your uncle," Rooster looks at Maverick, brown eyes looking more dull than before, “I think you should go. Right now, to your bunk and sleep.
After a while he nods reluctantly, conceding to the need for rest."You're right, Mav. I'll take a few hours to recharge. We have a capable team, and I trust them to handle things in my absence. If anything urgent comes up, you know where to find me."
Maverick smiles, relieved to see Rooster accepting the idea of rest. "That's the spirit. We'll keep watch and update you if needed. Get some sleep, Rooster. We need you at your best."
With Maverick's reassurance, Rooster finally allows himself to prioritize his well-being. He knows that taking care of himself is essential not only for his own sake but also for the success of the mission and the safety of his team.
And so he could come back home, for Bea and the kids.
God,Bea.
He had to answer her message.
He walks away from Maverick with his shoulder relaxing after hours tensed up.
As Rooster makes his way to his bunk, it seems so long and he wonders if that’s reality of was just his tired brain making him sluggish, thoughts of Bea linger in his mind. He knows he has neglected her messages for too long, consumed by the demands of the mission. It's time to address it, to let her know that he's still there, even if his presence feels distant at times.
Entering his quarters, Rooster takes a moment to compose himself, closing his eyes and inhaling shakily. He rubs his wedding band, feeling the tiny nick there in the metal, frowning because it bothers him so much, “I need to fix it as soon as I get home.” he mutters, dragging his feet to his bunk and dropping with his whole weight on the mattress. It squeaks,well,it whines in protest and he just stares at it for a few seconds. 
Once he feels he’s stable, he kicks off his boots and lies down, before picking up his phone from inside his pocket where he sees the notification from Bea, a few messages left unanswered. Guilt washed over him as he realized how much he had neglected their communication…and,God help him, he knew she’d never blame him for it either.
She’d never accept that, “God,I don’t deserve you.” he mutters, he opens the message thread and starts typing a response. He wants to explain, to let her know that his absence doesn't reflect his feelings for her and their family.
Roos (19:00)
Hey gorgeous, I'm sorry for not responding earlier. Things have been intense here, and I've been preoccupied with the mission. But please know that you and the kids are always on my mind, and I'm doing everything I can to come back to you safely. And I love your messages…and I’m taking care of myself I swear.
He pauses for a moment, thinking about how to express his emotions. He knows he needs to be honest with her, to let her in on the struggles he's facing.
Roos (19:03)
I won't lie, Bea. This mission is more challenging than anything I've experienced before. The enemy is formidable, and there's a constant sense of uncertainty. It's been keeping me up at night, trying to figure out the best way to ensure the safety of the team and accomplish our objective.
Rooster takes a deep breath, his fingers tapping on the phone's screen. He wants to reassure her, not worry her.
Roos (19:05)
But I want you to know that you're my rock, Bea. Thinking of you and the kids gives me the strength to push through, to face whatever comes our way. I promise that as soon as this mission is over, I'll be by your side again. We'll make up for the lost time, and we’ll go out. What do you think about going to the Oda again? Been a while.
He reads over the message, making a few adjustments here and there. Satisfied with the words, he presses send and puts the phone down. A sense of relief washes over him as he realizes that he has taken a step to address the neglect he unintentionally inflicted on Bea.
Now, it's time to follow Maverick's advice and get some sleep, his eyes fighting to stay open. He knows that with a rested mind and renewed energy, he'll be better equipped to lead and make the right decisions.
Rooster lies down on the bunk, exhaustion weighing heavy on him, tossing the phone to the side and crossing his arms over his chest. As he closes his eyes, thoughts of Bea and their family fill his mind, providing comfort and motivation to overcome the challenges ahead.
He knew it was going to be fine…and before he noticed, he was fast asleep.
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“Rooster.”
What?
“Rooster, can you hear me?”
Snow, snow everywhere. Snow up to his knees. It looks like…Virginia, almost. He blinks confusedly, looking around himself then back at him, he was wearing his flight suit and his helmet was on his hand, “What?” he repeats, looking up at the sky…it was gray, and cloudy and he was confused about where he was exactly.
In the distance he sees a figure, a figure he identifies immediately, “Bea?” his heart beats faster, it skips a beat, hoping against hope that it's Bea. He takes a step forward, his boots sinking into the snow, and calls out her name again. The figure turns, and as it comes into focus, Rooster's eyes widen because it was her. It was her, “Bea!” he runs but his legs feel so heavy, he feels so heavy, ‘Bea!Gorgeous!”
“Rooster?”
“Baby,baby I’m here!” the snow is sucking his legs in like a vacuum, he groans, looking around for a second before finding a tree close by. He quickly digs his fingers into the bark, wincing when splinters dig under his nails, “Come on,come on.” he hears her footsteps,light, soft, “Wait, no,Bea! Don’t come here,it’s dangerous!”
Rooster's heart races as he desperately tries to reach Bea, but his movements become sluggish, as if he's trapped in slow motion. Panic grips him as he realizes the danger of the situation. He doesn't want Bea to come any closer, knowing that something is wrong, something he can't quite comprehend.
"Bea, stop!" he shouts, his voice filled with urgency. "It's not safe! Stay where you are!"
But Bea doesn't seem to hear him or register the danger. She continues to move toward him, her figure growing closer and clearer against the snowy backdrop. Rooster's mind races, trying to find a way to reach her, to protect her from whatever lurks in this surreal place.
He strains against the weight pulling him down, digging his fingers deeper into the tree's bark. It feels like an eternity passes before he manages to free one leg from the snow's grip. With great effort, he takes a step forward, then another, each movement a struggle against the invisible force that tries to keep him immobilized.
"Bea, I'm coming!" Rooster calls out, his voice filled with determination. "Just hold on a little longer!"
His heart pounds in his chest as he fights against the treacherous terrain, his focus solely on reaching Bea and ensuring her safety. The snow swirls around him, the wind howls in his ears, and a sense of impending doom hangs heavy in the air.
But just as Rooster manages to take a few more steps, the ground beneath him gives way. He stumbles, losing his balance, and his body plunges into a deep crevice covered by the snow. It's as if the earth itself has betrayed him, pulling him deeper into its icy embrace.
"NO!" he screams, desperately reaching out, trying to grab onto something, anything, to stop his descent. But his fingers grasp only empty air as he falls, the sound of his voice echoing in the vast emptiness.
Until it doesn’t.
There’s hands, holding him. Not one, but…two. He looks up shakily and he can’t see the face of the person yet, but he knows they are smiling. Their hair was short and they were wearing a flight suit too, “Come on,old man.” the voice said, it was feminine, “You can’t lose yourself now.”
“Who are you?”
“Does it matter?’ a laugh, sounds like Beatrice’s but…it also sounded like his laugh, “You will know soon enough. Hey, do me a favor? Keep your head in the game.” and he’s pulled out of the hole with so much ease he just blinks in surprise. The person, it was a woman, or at least he thought so, was sitting on her knees next to his lying frame. He breathes in shakily, eyes moving around quickly, “She’s there.”
“What?” he slowly turns his head to see Beatrice, safe, standing close by with her smile still brilliant, “Gorgeous…” Rooster's heart fills with a mix of relief, confusion, and wonder as he sees Bea standing there, unharmed and smiling. He pushes himself up from the ground, his body feeling light, as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. He stares at Bea, unable to tear his eyes away from her radiant presence.
"Gorgeous," he whispers, his voice filled with a mixture of love and awe. He reaches out to touch her, to confirm that she's real and not just another illusion in this strange dream-like state.
Bea's laughter fills the air, a sound that brings warmth to Rooster's soul. He can't help but smile, his worries momentarily forgotten in her presence. There are so many questions swirling in his mind, so many things he wants to say and understand, but for now, he's content to be by her side.
"I don't know who you are or how you're here," Rooster says, his voice filled with gratitude. "But thank you. Thank you for saving me, for bringing her back to me."
The woman smiles, her eyes twinkling with a mix of familiarity and mystery. She reaches out and gently touches Rooster's cheek, her touch reassuring and comforting.
"Sometimes, the answers lie within ourselves," she says cryptically. "Keep your head in the game, Rooster. Remember what's important and stay focused." and she winks. Well, he thinks she does, because her head moves like so.
Rooster nods, taking her words to heart. As he takes a moment to embrace the presence of Bea and the mysterious woman who saved him, Rooster feels  his body feel lighter and lighter.
He’s waking up.
He looks at Bea, his eyes filled with determination  "I'll find my way back to you," he promises, his voice filled with conviction. "No matter what it takes, I'll come back to you."
“I know.” her gentle voice replies, “You never break your promises, handsome.”
And with that 
His eyes snap open and a figure next to him jumps, ‘Jesus.”
“Wha?” he sits up immediately, looking around like a crazed man and almost hitting his head on the top bunk, “What happened? WHo-”
“Rooster,”Maverick says softly, “It’s me,kid. Calm down.”
Rooster's breathing slows as he takes in his surroundings, realizing that he's back in the real world. He looks at Maverick, who sits beside him with a concerned expression.
"Maverick?" Rooster's voice is shaky as he tries to process the transition from the dream world to reality. "What... what just happened? Where's Bea?"
Maverick blinks with his brow going up. "...back in Cali?Were you dreaming about her?" from the tired look on his nephew’s face the answer was yes. "A vivid one, it seems."
He had been so convinced that he had found Bea, that she was right there with him. But now, he realizes that it was all a figment of his imagination, a product of the dream world he had been trapped in.
"I thought... I thought she was here," Rooster murmurs, his voice filled with a tinge of sadness. “I really did–how long was I asleep for?”
Maverick  checks his watch with his lips pursed, “A full night.”
“A full night??”
“Yep, it’s five in the morning right now.’ he looks down at his nephew’s clothes, seeing he was even wearing his belt yet, ‘...are you comfortable?”
Rooster glances down at his clothes, realizing that he's still wearing his uniform  and his belt is still latched shut. He shakes his head slightly, as if trying to clear the remnants of the dream from his mind.
"No, I'm not comfortable," Rooster admits, a hint of frustration in his voice. "I need to get ready. I can't believe I slept through the night like that."
Maverick chuckles softly. "I knew you were tired. You just needed to sleep, that’s all." he says softly. "But you're back now, and we have a busy day ahead of us. Get yourself together, and we'll catch up later."
“Did I miss something?” Rooster stands up shakily, “Any news,any–” Maverick holds up his hand, smiling, then lowers the same hand to his chest. He knew that movement, it was what his mother used to do whenever he got too nervous. It meant to let the anxious air go, and he does, “...nothing happened?’
“Nothing happened. But you were about to miss breakfast so,” Maverick claps Rooster’s shoulder, then grabs his jacket to throw towards him, “Get yourself warm, we have a lot to do.”
Rooster catches the jacket Maverick throws to him in mid-air and quickly puts it on, feeling the warmth enveloping his body. He takes a deep breath, trying to shake off the remnants of the dream and the heavy sleep that still lingers in his mind. “It felt like I just got into bed.”
Maverick smiles, waiting for him at the door. "That's what happens when you are too tired." he says, patting his nephew on the back. "You feel any better?"
“Honestly?...I do,yeah.”
“Good.” his uncle says, still grinning, “And while we have breakfast together, you can share about this dream of yours,hm?”
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csvent-2 · 7 days
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BOY do I have a story for you. Okay. Lets talk Nyudoodles, Howltars and Liowlets. Going straight to the point (ASK ME QUESTIONS FOR CLARIFICATION BC I CANT WORD THINGS CORRECTLY) 1. I was immediately banned/blacklisted from Nyudoodles bc I apparently was “block evading” according to one of the mods WITHOUT any evidence other than my account not having enough ocs or art (I already explained to them why I didn’t have many mind you tho I understand wanting to be safe as I have BEEN stalked before esp irl.) number 2. Blocked from Liowlets bc apparently I “made artists uncomfortable” and tht there was a “beware public post” about me. I’m like.. HUH?! Am I that known? Btch I’m in no way shape or form known or a popular artist 💀 where is this coming from? I asked the mod if it’s bc of ‘that’ mod that blacklisted me from Nyudoodles they said they have NO idea who that is and etc etc yada yada (I won’t say their name for now(the mod from Nyudoodles, they’re also in Howltars, but unless you want me to say the nams. They’re popular as an artist has cute designs.) 3. Banned from Howltars. One day I go on discord and then see that I’ve been banned?? It says bc I “impersonated” you guessed WHO that mod. It’s always been that one mod from Nyudoodles. I asked the owner Nyudex what happened. They began to show me sc of.. apparently the “public post” ab me WITHOUT revealing the name. And it looks like it’s from Amino or something? (Probably the same mod as they’ve always had a problem with me.) Next an instagram account of someone impersonating the mod AND screenshots of the mod from Liowlets and the chat we had. Now.. I was banned from Howltars bc of “impersonation, harassment?? And apparently block evading.” I’m now here realizing I am not the problem, since reading that the Nyudoodles staff go at each others throats, get jealous over others designs, ripoff designs and are toxic in general PLUS I’ve read somewhere that a guest artist/used to be mod(s) have mentioned their experiences with the staff overall and they were stressed and etc. (will not mention them incase ya’ll try to come after them smh for “outing” you out.”) This has been my experience with these 3 overall. I wouldn’t be surprised of how many people either hate, dislike or come after them as there’s been a LOT of people blacklisted for no reason at all other than coincidences, wording, bidding lower, edited comments on bids, people who are busy and can’t reply yet etc etc. if there’s any questions bc you wanna clarify lmk. I didn’t share all the details. But fr I would advise staying away from them. They treated me like I’m not a person. I even shared why it’s unfair they did what they did esp since there’s 0 evidence of anything other than wording. Which shows and means nothing. Oh also. That mod that one mod (and possibly their friends) is STILL trying to search for something, anything to link me as the person from their blacklist, but they’re like “yoUrE obSeSsed wiTh tHem” according to what Nyudex said to me. I’m like.. again HUH?! Btch I barely know your mod friend! We’ve never interacted or talked, plss they won’t even talk to me to clear things up lmfao. I asked if it’s possible to talk but nop. Gurly wants to keep living in delulu land. In no way, shape or form am I obsessed with them but I can see how you’re projecting on me bc you want to find some type of evidence that I’m the person from your blacklist. Oh and if they read this broo. You are projecting and I figured it out, clear as day. You’re projecting your literal fear and possibly guilt and don’t wanna accept that YOURE the problem and that you’re wrong. You keep coming after me, keeping an eye on me AND try to sneak friends in servers that I’m in to keep an eye on me. Or they’re sneaking for you. Smh. Telling others to grow up when you’re not acting grown sis.
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chelleztjs18 · 1 year
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Hello you mrs. lefty eyebag 😌
I'm doing okay, couldn't get up this morning cause it was so nice and warm. And it was cloudy and rainy outside. Just working now. How about you? What have you been up to?
I used to do that with my ex when we lived together. We fold the clothes together and she puts hers away, but then I end up reorganizing her stuff because when she picks out what she wants to wear and decides it's not what she wants, she puts it back all messy. And I'm just there like, no wonder it takes forever to get ready lol
I've read that one too! Where they pretended to be together so Vision can notice Wanda? I love the part that Vision is the eye doctor and his name is Vision hahahaha I thought that you were very clever and sneaky.
Yes, I want a game room too! I already know how it'll be set up and stuff. But I want to combine the game room and the movie room. So that when playing games, it'll be in a big screen TV with really good sound.
And it'll have a little fridge for snacks. Because whenever I game, I always need snacks lol. That's why I like the nugget ice. It's a weird habit, but I chew ice a lot.
I'm sorry about that! After I sent the ask, I was thinking to myself, damn why did I say that. I do get a bit flirty when I am tired and sleepy. Good thing I wasn't drunk, or I would have showered you with good compliments hahaha
I get flustered when people surprise me with things. Like if someone tells me that they got something for me because they saw it and it reminded them of me. So knowing that I crossed their mind and feeling appreciated.
Also what gets me weak is the smile and hugs.
Uh so when I used to live with my bestfriend, we basically just go into each other's rooms without knocking. So one time, I walked in on her and her boyfriend having sex. 😵 I ran out, so quick, and was so embarrassed lol
Hm, what's the first thing you would buy if you won the lottery?
-CuriousGeorge
Hello hello righty eyebag!
sorry for the late reply? how was ur day?
my day was okay. I tried to write a bit n then chores n be a mom for the little sassy princess. lol. alsoooo, I made the cover for the dark fic with Nat mini series today!
I decided to announce it tonight and post the 3 parts that are ready since I dont think I cant finish it on time before my vacation. I plan to post all 3 this week. :D So yaaaay! I'm excited!
hahahaha yeah, he is like that too but i'm the one that take longer to get ready. lol. i meant i can get ready fast but when i have to do my hair n dress up, it's gonna take longer. :D
haha yeeep! That's the fic. I love the comment R said about Vision is an eye doctor but cant see how much Wanda into him. 😅
Oh yeah my game room of course have a full bar n kitchen too so i can have a drink snacks too.haha.
Sometimes i chew ice cube too but it depends how hard it is.haha.
Oh no no..dont be sorry or apologize. It's okay. I know u were joking about the flirty comment.. i was joking too. N u werent being disrespect or anything. So feel free to joke around. If u cross the line, i will let u know. 😊
Oh really?? So u always give compliments to people whn u r drunk? Thats nice n sweet. Maybe when u r drunk u should message me. I actually love when people drunk text me.😅
Aaww all the weakness u mentioned are cute n nice. I agree with u. I'm like that too. We r pretty similar.haha. i love something spontaneous act of care like that, it means i was in ther mind.
Oooh haha thats awkward. Good thing i never walk in to something like that.hhaha. i just remember but i dont know if this counts but i once serve my regular customer. They r a pretty cool couple But i think i once came to their table to check up on them n they were in a big argument or something so when i ask if i can get them anything else, both of them say a stern upset "NO" at the same time. I was like ooo okaay. N after that, i didnt go check on them until they ask for the check. 😅 i like them. I think both of them are pretty cool women. One of them is a cop n the other is a lawyer. They even bought me an eifel tower keychain n silk scarf when they went to Paris. 🥰
The first thing i buy when i win a lottery is my dream house n my dream car. Then maybe buy a business so the money will multiply.haha 😅 what about u?
Next question?
Cheerio!
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nriacc · 1 year
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i.am.scared.
SECOND TO LAST CHAPTER WHAT
1. im mentally prepared for leeds drama
2. george stripping yes more of this please
3. yes please lets have wheels lick him
4. MATTY AND WHEELS HAVE PEACE THANK YOU JESUS I DIDNT THINK I WOULD BE THIS RELIEVED OH GOD
5. they are… kissing…. why WHY WHYYYYY DO THEY ALWAY WIN WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS WHY WHY WHYY
6. theres no me without you jesus FUCK OFF that’s so cute but FUCK OFF YOUVE HAD YOUR MOMENT LET ME HAVE ONE (1) THING
7. you’ve made my dreams come true sweetheart FUCK OFFFFFFFFFFFFF WHYYYYYTYYYYYYT
8. WHEELS STOP whyyy are you kissing him does she not realize the state i’m in ??!!!
9. matty wheels kiss and george wheels kiss and matty george kiss… i see the vision
10. no, hann won’t be the only one upset i’d she falls for him again because i will commit crimes if that happens
11. strawberry shots on their rider for her JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHYYYYYYYYYY and they all know he’s doing a little toast to her MAKE IT STOP PLEASEEEEEE
12. i am not team matty. I am NOT team matty.
13. body shots ON GEORGE PLEASE / in my kind that happened so i’m just gonna say i was ROBBED of body shots on george’s body
14. reading his name hurt… and she’s trying but he’s ignoring her just kill me already i cant take this
15. book the laser removal appointment i will rip my brain out through my eye sockets i swear to god
16. he didnt let her see him in sheffield i’m going to stab both my eyes so i don’t have to keep reading or else i will scream
17. yes matt GO OFF!!! LET HIM KNOW !! and punch him in the face while youre at it
18. i regret point 13 tequila shots off of George’s torso is all the description i need
19. hesnotwithheranymore and i mean fuck him but still… hesnotwithheranymore
20. oh yeah that door ringing oh god yeah that ain’t matty i know it in my gut and i cannot i CANNOT I CANNOT ABSOLUTELY CANNOT HANDLE IT RIGHT NOW
21. FUCKHIMFUCKHIM BUT OHGOOOOD HES THERE AND FUCK HIM BUT AHHHHH WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY I CANT
22. and fuck him but he’s back and god he’s back and he’s sorry and he’s there and he’s an asshole but he knows it and he’s so sorry and he’s so so sorry and he said he was sorry and i know he’s so wrong and so terrible and 6 months gone and jesus christ but he’s back and crying and sorry and so so sorry help
These reactions are priceless I can’t stop laughing.
1. I love how I’ve made leeds fest scary to people 😂
2. Always more of George stripping is needed 🔥
3. I got you bestie
4. Yayyyyyyyyy 🥳🥳🥳 we love Matty and wheels being happy and friends again
5. Very emotional time bless them. Kisses were mostly because Matty was that over the moon he felt like it was 2012 again and was too happy to realise what he was doing.
6. They are so very very cute but omg I’m giggling at your comment hahahaha
7. BECAUSE THEY ARE SO ADORABLEEEEE
8. Wheels sends her personal apologies to you and she hopes you’re feeling better now 💜
9. It’s definitely what we like to see 👀
10. I have a slight prediction you’re choosing the Alex ending 😂😂😂😂😂
11. I can’t he’s too cute. He would defo do that for wheels 🥹🥹🥹
12. Hahahahhaha I’m slowly converting youuu
13. I got you. I got you.
14. This part was painful to write honestly
15. It got me so fucking angry the bit about the laser removal 🥊🥊🥊 I knew we’d all fight him
16. Christ, Alex is suck a prick at the beginning of this chapter
17. Matt deserves a fucking medal for the shit he said to Alex. This truly was matts redemption
18. Yasssss I got you 🥳
19. Yayyyyyyy hesnotwithheranymoreeee yayyyyyyyyyy
20. 🥹🥹🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳
21. HES BACKKKKKKK
22. He’s back and he’s here to stay. No more fucking up for Alex now. He’s gunna grovel and he’s gunna do us all proud. We all love him v much 🥹🥹🥳🥳🥳🥳
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nootnootpinguuu · 2 years
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Best Friends? ( Taehyung x Male reader )
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Y/N and Taehyung had been Besties since Diapers. What happens when Y/N feels jealous when Taehyung starts dating a girl called Leslie. Find out in this one shot Summary Top Taehyung Bottom Y/N Mentions of slight smut but not that much. A lot of Kissing Fluffy and Angsty
Third Person POV
Panting and running that was what Y/N was doing. Footsteps crushing the branches and dead leaves on the soil. He can hear the panting of someone behind him chasing after hi. Y/N finds a branch that leads to the top of a tree and climbs on it. He reaches the top and stops and looks down to see a black mop of hair down standing without looking up.
Y/N POV
“Where the fuck did you go Y/N” Taehyung said from down.
“Ha bet you can’t catch me loser” I sneered. Taehyung looked up and saw me hanging on a branch. A smirk made up to his face. I gulped knowing my time is over. He jumps on a branch and continues to climb up. I tried to jump but alas I fell on the ground. I tried to get yup but Taehyung jumped from the tree and landed on top of me and caged me in.
He leaned towards my ear and whispered. “Gotcha Baby”.
I giggled and we both got up from the ground and dusted our pants. The sun was slowly setting from the distance.
"I think we should head back home" I said. Tae nodded his head.
"Your home? or Mine?" He asked me .
"Yesterday I was at your home so today mine! Plus my mom said to invite you over while she and dad arent at home" I said.
"Really? they aren't worried we would do something that would end up the house in flames? or worse... have sex?" He told whispering the last part in my ear. I grabbed some mud and splat them at his shirt.
"HEY!?"He yelled.
"Thats for making weird comments about you and me that will never happen" I said
"That was my favorite Gucci shirt!" He pouted.
"You can wash it up at my home" I said. We both went on foot to my house since it was nearby. Soon it was night and by the time we went to my home it was nightfall.
Taehyung was in the bathroom washing up while I was cooking up some food for us to eat. I was mixing the sauce for the Pasta when a ding was heard from Taehyungs phone . I ignored it . The bathroom door opened and out came a shirtless Taehyung in sweatpants and wet hair.
"N/N~ can you wipe my hairrrr`" He whined. I rolled my eyes and I saw his abs were glistening . I gulped and smiled and gestured him to sit on the floor while I sat on the couch to dry his hair. Taehyung's phone kept sending notifications on and on.
"Tae your phone is going crazy" I said and handed him the phone. When he opened it I saw the name "Les" on the screen. I ignored it and Soon Tae's hair was dry.
"Tae you wanna eat?" I asked. Tae didn't even look up from his phone and I felt a little sad.
"Tae do you want pastaa?" I asked again but this time too he didn't reply not even a nod. He was laughing at something on the screen. I sighed and kept the Pasta plate near the coffee table if he needed to eat.
"The Pasta's here you can eat while its warm" I said and ruffled his hair.
"Yeah yeah whatever N/N" He waved about. I felt a pang in my chest. I just smiled weekly. I went to my room with my plate of pasta and ate in silence. Tae didn't even acknowledge me. I felt tears streaming down my eyes but I wiped them quickly. I brushed my teeth and went downstairs to see Tae but was surprised to see him gone.
"Tae? Tae Tae? Taehyung?" I called for his name. I got a notif on my phone and saw that it was Taehyung
Tae :I had to leave cause a thing came up Me :Oh okay
I felt sadness. Tae ditched me for some other matter and he didnt bother to even tell me through his mouth. I locked the door and went upstairs and cried myself to sleep.
3 weeks later
fast forward and Tae has been hanging out with this girl called Leslie he met in English class. Whenever I ask Tae to come hang out he would be like too busy or so.
"Tae do you wanna go eat hot tteokbokki today??" I asked him hoping he would say yes.
"I cant Y/N I am meeting Leslie today to go to the arcade" He said
"Well can I join you?" I asked
"No" He said. What he said caught me off guard. whenever he hangs out with his other friends he usually lets me tally along.
"Why though?" I asked trying to keep my tears in.
"Well Leslie wont want you to join us and yeah its sort of like a date and Leslie is the hottest girl in town so I wanna make this worthwile" He said.
"So this is what it is isnt it? Your ditching your friend since diapers to a girl? I cant believe you Tae. Honestly this wouldnt have been a big deal but you have been hanging out with her too long and you never make time for me." I said tears streaming down my face.
"Dont be jealous cause you cant get anyone" He sneered.
"Jealous? JEALOUS? YOU THINK I AM FUCKING JEALOUS!? HAHA I AM NOT JEALOUS YOU PRAT I AM FUCKING DISSAPOINTED AT MYSELF FOR EVER BEING FRIENDS WITH YOU" I screamed at his face.
"OH SHUT THE FUCK UP Y/N . ALL YOU EVER DO IS WHINE AND WHINE AND CRY LIKE A CRY BABY JUST FUCK OFF FROM MY LIFE" He yelled right back at me. I did the unthinkable. I slapped his across the face and ran out of the now silent cafeteria.
Few hours later
Right now I am at home locked in my bedroom. Crying looking at the pictures of me and Taehyung. It was past nine and I am hungry af. Perks of crying too much. I was fixing up some ramen when my phone went off. My ringtone blaring . I opened it to see who the caller was and it was Taehyung. I rolled my eyes and answered the call
"What do you want now?" I asked in an annoyed tone
"N/N can I com- come- to you-r ho-house" Tae said hiccuping. It seemed like he was crying.
"Oh my god what happened" I asked
"can I come please" He sobbed.
"Of course" I said and ended the call . I put my phone on the table when the door bell rang. well that was fast. I went to open the door and saw a wet Taehyung with bloodshot eyes. He hugged me very tight and cried into my shoulder.
We were currently sitting on the couch with me cuddling Tae . After I got him to calm down he blurted out everything that happened. Apparently Leslie had only used Taehyung for fame and money. Taehyung caught her kissing another guy at the arcade and ended up here at my house.
"I told you not to trust her" I told him
"Can we not talk about her but just us" He said. I hummed and went to the kitchen to cook ramen. I sent Taehyung to take a fresh bath after getting wet so much a hot bath deserves him. I was cooking the ramen when two long veiny hands wrapped around my waist. I was turned around and now my back was slammed against the counter and I was facing a shirtless Taehyung. His abs and ripped chest just centimeters from my face and his arms around my waist.
"You know Y/N I've been thinking you were always there with me since day 1 so you wouldn't mind me doing this would you" He said. He pulled my closer and slammed his lips onto mine. I tensed up at the sudden act but soon melted into the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed back. Soon we were making out.
I jumped and wrapped my legs around his sturdy waist while his hands were holding me by the thighs. We broke apart and were panting.
"I like you- wait screw that I love you Y/N.. wanna be mine?" He asked me.
"Do I look like a fool to reject such an offer?" I rolled my eyes and slammed my lips against his and we both kept making out again. Soon my t shirt was removed and we were both shirtless.
"So wanna take this to the bedroom?" He smirked. He and I both knew what he was talking about.
"You know how to read my mind Taehyungie" I moaned into his hair.
"Oh you are not gonna walk for another 2 weeks babe" He growled.
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"And that is how I met your father" I said telling to my 2 adopted kids.
"Woah so you both were friends?" Asked Taewoo
"Best friends?" implied Hyerong
"Yep" I said . "Anyways your father would be here any minute okay?"
"Yes Dad" They said in unison. The door opened and in came Taehyung back from work.
"Hey baby" He said and kissed me . "Hey kids" He said and ran to his kids. I laughed at the sight of my Husband , My best friend playing with our kids.
THE END
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violettelueur · 3 years
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— GOJO SATORU || JEALOUS TYPE
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↳ featuring : gojo satoru from jujutsu kaisen
↳ warnings : mention of sleeping pills and grammar issues
↳ form : imagine
↳ published : 05 february
↳ pronouns : non specified in imagine
↳ word count : 1.3k
↳ synopsis : waking up without your husband in bed with you, you decided to go search for him only to find him filling out paperwork that was long overdue.
↳ request : Hi!! Can i request a gojo x reader where gojo is doing some paperwork and the reader cant fell asleep without him so gojo made her sit on his lap while doing some paperwork and the reader falls asleep? When gojo is finished in his paperwork he went to sleep with the reader in their bedroom. Can you please make it fluffy? Thank you! I also love all of your works!
↳ barista’s notes : so...awkward times when some of your coffee orders (requests) disappear from your inbox hahahaha.....ʕ ᵒ ᴥ ᵒʔ but after i have written some of my ideas, i will update the ‘coffees in progress page’ (wip) for you guys to see if your requested got/didn’t get deleted! i hope you enjoy your cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) and please don’t be shy to order again soon ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆
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“When are you going to finish?”
Turning around from his seat, Gojo’s bright crystal eyes instantly caught the adorable sight of you standing by the doorway, wearing one of his large black jumpers paired with the classic black three-stripe Adidas shorts, as you covered your eyes trying to adjusting to the new lighting of the single lamp that was on.
“I’m doing some paperwork honey~” Gojo cheekily commented while twirling the pencil he was holding in his hand causing you to look at your husband in complete annoyance since you were the one that kept constantly reminding him that he needed to get his work done or he was going to sleep really late with the chances of him being at a slight disadvantage when coming into contact with curses - but, of course, he didn’t listen and using the excuse of ‘don’t worry, I’m the strongest’.
“I told you to do it earlier, why didn’t you listen to me?” you asked in an irritated tone, as you then processed to walk up to the ‘hard-working’ man causing Gojo to smile as he managed to get a closer look at you without him asking.
From closer inspection, Gojo could tell you were still extremely tired due to how heavy your eyes looked since it seemed like you were struggling to keep them open, your hair was tangled and messy but that was one of Gojo’s favourite things to see but he would rather see it in the morning rather than sleep-deprived as you were at this moment in time. 
Ever since you and Gojo established your romantic relationship during the second-year, he slowly began to realise that you would sleep as early as possible even when the shorthand of the clock just hit the number 7 in the evening. At first, he didn’t really care too much about it at first, he just thought you weren’t a night owl at all. However, he remembered one day you came into class with such dark circles, he couldn’t help but worry.
“Ahhh~ I have trouble sleeping in general, sleeping pills don’t work at all as well, so that’s why I sleep early.”
After that little discussion, Gojo made it his role to make sure you got enough sleep for the next day even if he had to stay in your room all night to make sure and it was still that same ever since you both got married. However, there were times when he had to overwork due to the number of missions that higher-ups passed on to him causing him to worry from time to time, but it seemed like you were slowly improving to which he was so proud of you for.
“Can’t sleep without me?” Gojo teased, leading to a frown to grow on your face which caused you to turn around as you weren’t in the mood to deal with his nuisance at 2 am in the morning. However, before you could even take a single step back to your shared bedroom, you suddenly felt a large hand wrap its fingers around your wrist leading to a halt in your moment. Gently, you were pulled back leading to you to lose your footing due to your drowsiness before an arm wrapped itself on your back preventing you from falling onto the wooden floor.
Blinking in surprise, you steadily came to the realisation that you now were on your husband’s lap as his other arm had dropped the pen he was holding to reach over to the couch where a spare blanket was placed, which was suddenly covering you from the cool air that was surrounding the room. “Go to sleep, I’ll take you back to bed when I’m done,” the white-haired sorcerer commented with a soft tone, causing you to look up at him before giving into the chance as your slyly wrapped your arms around his neck before pressing your face into his shoulder to get away from the bright light that your eyes weren’t still adjusted to.
Tenderly, one of Gojo’s hands began to run up and down your back trying to soothe you to sleep while his other hand went back to the pen that was abandoned to continue filling out the forms he was meant to do a week ago. Smiling, he leaned his head lightly against yours trying to relish the feeling of you needing him since he knew that the moment you both leave the four walls that were surrounding you, you wouldn’t show this vulnerable side to him. You refused to.
Comparing you to your personal life to your professional life, you clearly had two different personalities. When you were at school, you were cool, calm and collective, sometimes a little too blunt but there was a perfect mix of teasing that came along with it - clearly influenced by the one and only, himself. He vividly remembered the time when you joked about Fushiguro being the type to kick a stray cat after saying ‘such a nuisance’ or the time you joked that Itadori was the type to push a door that says ‘pull’ leading Kugisaki to laugh hysterically while both of the mentioned boys began to argue, yet the second you pat their hands and say ‘I’m only joking’, they both would suddenly calm down.
On the other hand, when you were at home with him or alone, you were more relaxed from your professional behaviour and sweet, leading him to wonder what switch did you flicker to change your brain. But he never questioned it. To be honest, he rather not since he knew the moment he would mention it, you would revert back to your work personality and not the kind and sweet one that was reserved for him.
“I would tell you to be more like that at work, but I’m too much of the jealous type,” Gojo whispered even though he knew that you were already asleep due to your light breathing pattern and how the tight hold you had around his neck slightly loosened. 
Signing off the last sheet that was on the towering pile, Gojo let out a sigh of relief before turning his head to get a quick sight of you, only to find that you were still in an unconscious state leading to the special grade sorcerer to look at the time on his phone to find that an hour had passed. 3:05 am.
Carefully reaching over to the lamp, Gojo flicked the switch causing the lighting to gradually disappear before slowly pushing out his chair as he looped an arm under your knees as he picked you up bridal style. Quickly making his way to your shared bedroom, Gojo began to gently place you down onto your side of the bed before slowly beginning to unhook the arms that were still around his neck. However, before he could even move to his side, he felt your hand instinctively grab his hand causing the playful man to look at you with a smile on his face as he looked down at your sleeping figure.
“Hey, I’m not going anywhere,” Gojo whispered as he lightly stroked your cheek resulting in the grip of your hand to loosen as if you were awake to understand him. Climbing into his side of the bed, Gojo carefully pulled you into his arms causing you to snuggle further into the warmth that he was generously providing you before subconsciously wrapping an arm around his body wanting to keep him as close to you as possible.
“Yeah, I’m too much of the jealous type to let you show this side of you” Gojo mumbled as he slowly closed his eyes, following your route to a slumber that he had been desperate for since the moment he had you in his arms.
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jeonfiles · 3 years
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once more to see you | kth 01
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pairing: taehyung x reader ft. seokjin
genre: angst, fluff, unrequited love
synopsis: taehyung is the complete opposite of you, and you're so in love with him. he's not interested in you at all, but he's willing to pretend so he won't be known for breaking the sweetest girl in school's heart. he knows you'll end up hurt either way.
warnings: taehyung is an idiot, a lot of pining, y/n is annoyingly dependent on validation, y/n does a lot of silent prayers, y/n is a track star, childhood bsf seokjin (cute), mentions of deceased family member
music for this chap: she had the world , carry me out
a/n: taehyung will disappoint u in the beginning but hes cute i promise
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"I get why you like him Y/N," Sohee swallowed the rest of her sandwich before finishing her sentence, "He's so hot. People say he's interested in you too, y'know?"
Sohee visibly tried to get food out from the back of her mouth using her tongue, and it made you chuckle at the sight. "I don't think he does." You sighed, resting your chin in your palm.
You were both situated at the table in the inner corner of the cafeteria, with a full view of who walks in the door, and sometimes you swore you could see Sohee drool when attractive guys walked in that exact door.
"Hello, of course, he does! Even his friend Jimin told Kang Seulgi from Class 1, who told Go Euntaek in class 3, who eventually told his girlfriend Baek Ho-rang who ran to me to tell me the great news." Sohee gasped for air after rambling, and you rolled your eyes,
"Stories change when that many links contribute." You scoffed, sitting back in your chair and reaching for your juice box on the table, taking a huge slurp, which you knew would annoy Sohee.
"You don't believe me? Guess we gotta ask a link closer to the source then." Sohee stood up from her chair, and you looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Park Jimin, get your ass over here will ya?" She nearly shouted across the cafeteria, and now all looks were pointed at you two, and you felt the urge to just slip down the cracks of the floor tiles and hide there forever grow stronger for each nanosecond.
You sunk further down on your tacky, orange chair, but you could still see Jimin's black locks sway a little over the crowd as he walked over to the table you were sitting at.
"What's up sugar?" Jimin smirked at Sohee, and Sohee didn't even budge, and you had no idea how she did it. He was stupidly attractive and could make any girl drop her pants with a comment like that.
"Jimin my dearest, a little birdie told me that Taehyung likes my sweet Y/N, could you confirm?" She batted her long lashes and smiled prettily at Jimin.
He looked to the left, sucked his teeth, and said, "I can't, I'm sorry." You realized you had grown a little too hopeful, and your heart sunk quite a bit when he spoke.
"Does he think I'm pretty at least?" You spoke up, eyes shining when you looked up towards the standing Jimin, the harsh lights in the cafeteria reflecting in them.
"He hasn't mentioned you much, to be quite honest." He shrugged, walking back to his table, where Taehyung and the rest of his friends sat.
Your heart thumped when he met your eyes, and you looked away in panic. The rest of lunch was just Sohee apologizing and you avoiding eye contact with any of the students at the nearby tables.
Jimin mentioned you and Sohee's name several times, he was a loud speaker, and you were so scared of what he was saying you could probably die right then and there.
Saved by the bell, you picked up your stuff and got ready to start running to your classroom, praying you wouldn't meet any of Taehyung's friends, and especially not Taehyung as you ran Usain Bolt style.
You looked down while running, not thinking twice about leaving your best friend behind, you suddenly fell to the ground with a thud. This was surely not one of your glory days.
When you looked up, you wanted to cry. It was none other than Kim Taehyung, and he didn't look pleased. You gathered your things and muttered "Sorry." under your breath probably about 10 times, and he just watched, disappointingly.
"You're a klutz. Why were you running?" He spoke, and your knees turned into jelly when you tried to stand up, you nearly fell and dropped all your stuff again, but he caught you by the arm, straightening you up like it was nothing.
"Uh... Uhm... Err..." you mumbled, and he rolled his eyes, and not in a joking manner. "Fuck that, why are you going around telling people I like you?"
Your breath hitched, and he stared at you coldly. "I didn't! Gosh, my friend Sohee told me someone had told her that you liked me, and- uh... We asked Jimin, and-" He put his hand over your mouth, making you shut up.
"I don't want you two to go around making up baseless rumors about me, it's incredibly annoying for me to go around correcting people who assume shit just because your little friend speaks louder than a bunch of hyenas at a tea party." Taehyung nearly spat, and you took a step back.
You noticed that people were listening in, their stares burning holes in your back. He was livid, and you didn't understand why, you just smiled, praying to god that this would end soon.
"I just thought you liked me-" You began, and he interrupted you, "You thought I was gonna like someone like you? Get over yourself and enter the real world."
The hallway went silent, your lips trembled as hot tears raced down your face, and like the track star you were, you fled the scene and passed the finish line into the bathrooms.
You stayed till the school day ended, not knowing what was unraveling outside the four walls of the stall.
Sohee 💜: 01:12 pm
Y/N, where are you? i heard what happened :( i hate taehyung im gonna chop his sausage off
Sohee 💜: 01:38 pm
taehyung is fighting w doyoung because doyoung decided to defend you this is hilarious
but fr where are you
Sohee 💜: 01:57 pm
doyoung gave taehyung a black eye damn
doyo is on the verge of tears when taehyung said you liked him and not doyo
taehyung cant not have feelings for you like there must be smth deeper going on
Sohee 💜: 03:39 pm
class just ended i'll wait out back
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Sohee always knew when to leave you alone, so she did, partially. You usually shut off your phone when you're upset, but she still sends you texts to update you whenever you turn it back on.
This time, it was quite dramatic, and you rushed out of the icky stall and ran (again) to reach Sohee to get the full story, and as you expected, it was interesting.
"Basically, Doyoung punched Taehyung and Taehyung was a little too OP, so he failed to initiate a fight, so it just turned into Taehyung being an ass to Doyoung for defending you." She shrugged, adjusting the straps of her leather backpack as you walked home.
"Taehyung's rep is so tainted right now, I don't know how he's gonna fix this my dear Y/N, so I guess he got his karma. He's an idiot and I'm glad other people are starting to see."
You nodded yes, pushing out a fake chuckle, while silently you prayed that everything would soon be back to normal and that Taehyung would forgive you for the mess you caused.
Being in love with Taehyung for a year had taken a toll on you, and your best friend since freshman year had noticed too. You were different.
You used to be so independent and optimistic, but now you would strive for validation, and you had turned into one of the most insecure people Sohee had ever met.
Sohee tried to pull you away from him, but to her demise, it only got worse when you tried to meet other guys. She figured that the only way for you to disconnect from him was if you had your go with him, or if he treated you like a complete idiot.
You waved goodbye to Sohee as you entered your house, kicking off your shoes and throwing yourself down on the couch. You wanted to scream, but you saw your brother's and another guy's shoes in your hallway, so you kept it inside.
After having watched an episode of Seinfeld, you could hear the floorboards creak, and your gaze found its way to the hallway, where your brother, Yoongi stood, peeking out from his door.
"Ah, Y/N, you're the one who's home?" He smiled brightly, eyes turning into small crescents, which made you awe at the sight.
"Yuppers." You said and sat back again, pressing play to start the next episode. "Who's your guest?" And as you uttered your last word, another head peeked out from the door, and you couldn't help but feel the happiness brew inside you.
It was Kim Seokjin in all his glory, and this time, he looked even hotter. It had been about two years since you last saw him because he moved to Germany to study medicine.
Seokjin had been your neighbor since you were born, and you pretty much grew up with two older brothers who always took care of you.
No one dared to mess with you, because Seokjin and Yoongi always got to them first. That way, you grew up without a care in the world, protected from all evil.
You had no idea when you fell in love with him. It was somewhere during puberty, where your interest in Brad Pitt and Kim Soohyun from Dream High had grown stronger.
You remember Seokjin was scouted for modeling, acting, and even idol groups all through your childhood. He did a few ads, photoshoots, a popular teenage drama called Double Trouble, and even managed to get his own Wikipedia page.
There was no doubt that Seokjin was an attractive man, and in the two years he had been gone, his face fat was completely gone, and he had defined cheekbones, a slimmer and tighter figure, and you thought he couldn't be any more perfect.
"None other than God himself," Seokjin said smugly, opening his arms to greet you with a hug, and you threw your blanket you were covered into the side as you bolted into Seokjin's arms, legs wrapped around his waist.
He slowly put you down so your feet touched the parquet, and you felt a kind of euphoria as he smiled at you again, the same smile he had flashed you as long as you could remember.
Everything about Seokjin had matured and changed, but his smile remained the same. "What are you doing back?" You sniffled, holding back the happy tears that were forming in your eyes.
"Hey, don't get me wrong, I love Germany, but it's a little bland. I miss ahjumnas complimenting me on the subway and the bomb ass food here in SK." Seokjin grinned as he wiped a tear that fell down your face.
Yoongi was leaning against the door frame, smiling at the grand reunion. You knew he liked seeing you two together, and you had a small suspicion about him shipping you guys.
"Please don't ever leave again." You gripped onto his shirt, digging your face down in his chest, and he said, "I swear to god if you're wearing makeup right now-"
You laughed as you pushed him away, placing your hands below your chin and batting your eyelashes dramatically, "I'm all-natural."
"Naturally pretty." Seokjin leaned forward and whispered in your ear, and your heart did a little somersault.
Seokjin's always been a charmer.
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You woke up in your room, pink sheets draped over your half-naked body as tons of messages poured in on your phone, vibrating so much it nearly fell off the edge of your nightstand.
You grab it while rubbing your eyes, and you're shocked to see the messages that had exploded on your lock screen.
Unknown: 08:39 am
Hey, it's Kim Taehyung.
Look, I'm sorry for the shit I said to you and I would love to make it up to you in some kind of way.
Maybe I could take you out?
I get it if you don't want to, but I heard you were interested in me so...
What kinda food do you like? Activities, hobbies?
I really wanna make this right :)
You: 08:43 am
oh hey! I'd love to, you kinda owe me one. if it's your treat, I suppose we could get some sushi and boba...
btw I don't like u like that
Contact made, saved as "taehyung <3" at 08:44 am
taehyung <3: 08:47 am
Okay. Meet me at Nori Table at 6 pm. Don't make me wait.
Your heart was palpitating, and when you pressed your phone up to your chest, you could feel your body heat up from your scalp to your toes.
Maybe Kim Taehyung had no interest in you right now, but he sure would after tonight. You were gonna make him love you, soon enough,
Running to the shower a few hours of Seinfeld later, you scrubbed with all your might with your newest strawberry scrub, did your makeup, curled your hair, and sat down on the couch, outfit draped over the armrest of the chair.
It was an hour till you were leaving, so for the time being you sat with hair rollers in your hair, dressed in pink sweats. Seokjin and Yoongi had been awake all night, you had heard them laugh and play Mario Cart all night, it reminded you of old times.
Old times where you went to bed crying because Yoongi and Seokjin's bedtime was later than yours at sleepovers. Thinking back, your parents made a pretty rational decision, but you resented them for it.
When Seokjin left for school in Germany, during your Sophomore year you cried again. You thought it was so unfair that you had to be two years younger, why couldn't you come with him?
You were painfully in love with him, and you had been probably since you were. A few months after he moved, your feelings faded. You were love-free, only to fall stupidly in love again with Taehyung just a year later.
You were forced to snap out of your train of thought because you heard the floorboards creak again. When you looked over at the dark hallway, you saw a tired, yet familiar face smile at you.
Seokjin looked quite disoriented, hair ruffled and eyes puffy, yet he looked like a Greek god. Sculpted to perfection, he smiled at you like he did yesterday and all the times before.
"Morning." He grunted out, his morning voice prominent. You chuckled when you looked at the time, feeling kind of bad for Seokjin who had slept away the majority of his day, which you knew he didn't like.
"It's 5 pm, cutie. Mom said you guys could order takeout, cause she's working late." You stood up, and Seokjin gave you a good look up and down, and then diverted his gaze to the lavender ruffle skirt and white long-sleeve blouse you had neatly hung over the armchair.
"What's the occasion?" He nodded over at the clothes and then your hair rollers and full-face makeup-covered face. He threw a few walnuts from the little bowl on the coffee table into his mouth.
"It's none of your business, but I have a date tonight," you said smugly, and a walnut flew out of Seokjin's mouth in shock.
"A date? Like a real one?" He frantically asked, and you nodded as you walked away with your outfit in hand.
You came back out minutes later, and Seokjin had to hold his mouth shut so it wouldn't drop to the floor. You had matured so well, a white blouse adorning your waist, and the lavender skirt hugged your curves nicely.
You had decorated your neck and ears with golden jewelry, and you had a pair of Air forces dangling from your left hand. You were beautiful, hair let free from the hair rollers, curls swaying as you did a twirl.
"It's alright, I guess." He pretended not to care, and your proud grin morphed into a frown pretty quickly, and he noticed.
He stood up and walked towards you, standing very close. His tall figure was hovering over you. Seokjin leaned forward towards your ear, not whispering this time,
"You're gorgeous." He pushed your curls behind your shoulder, adjusting your golden necklace as he returned to Yoongi's bedroom.
You were screwed.
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The time on your phone showed 6:06 pm. You recall him saying ‘don’t be late’. What a hypocrite. It had started to pour down, so you were squeezed up against the brick wall of the restaurant so the ledge above you would shield you from the rain.
You were shaking from the cold, legs exposed because of your skirt. Sighing deeply, you reached down into your purse to text Taehyung, but when you looked up, you saw him running over to you.
He was holding a bouquet of pink delphinium and peonies. You’d always been interested in flowers, and this small gesture made you all fuzzy inside.
“I apologize for my late arrival m’lady. The flower shop was about to close down for the day, and I had to beg the cashier to let me in, promising to buy a huge bouquet if she did.” He smiled as he stood in front of you.
“No worries sir, I haven’t been waiting for long.” You chuckled, as you accepted the bouquet. His eyes scanned every inch of your body, and he said, “You’re shivering. Let’s go inside.”
This was a side of Taehyung you had barely seen before, caring and warm. This was also the side of him that initially made you fall for him.
The memories of him reading stories for children at the hospital was heartwarming. Whenever you went to visit your brother, who has now passed, you would see him read stories for all the unlucky kids.
Your brother, who was only 7 years old talked about Taehyung like a superhero, and it seemed as if Taehyung’s stories were the highlight of his days at the hospital.
Daejung wasn’t a kid you would pity. In his last months in the hospital he never once cried. You believed that Taehyung was a big part of the reason.
That’s why you fell in love with him. He hadn’t been a superhero in the form of saving lives, but he definitely made a whole lot of sick kids happier.
How could you ever repay him?
Taehyung rested a hand on your shoulder and lead you inside the door, and there stood a beautiful tall woman, black hair to her waist, almond-shaped eyes, and full lips.
She was beautiful. You looked up to see Taehyung’s reaction, and he wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at you. His eyes met yours, and you could’ve sword the whole world stopped.
“Excuse me?” An unfamiliar voice spoke up, and it kicked you right back into reality. It was the pretty woman speaking, an even prettier voice to match her.
“Do you have a reservation?” She questioned, smiling so genuinely from ear to ear. “Yes. It’s on Kim.” Taehyung spoke so confidently.
“Ah, for two. I’ll be your server tonight.” She waved for you to follow her, and before she turned around, you saw her name tag.
Bae Eunmi. A pretty name for a pretty person. Of course, she had to be pretty. Your confidence sunk even lower, and your insecurities grew.
“I’m not interested in her, by the way. I’ve talked to her before. She’s all beauty and no brains. Not for me.” Taehyung whispered into your ear, possibly to reassure you.
You sat down at the table and ordered a huge plate of different types of sushi, maki, nigiri, uramaki, and even sashimi.
This restaurant was fancy, nearly too fancy for your liking. It was huge and flashy, and it made you doubt your outfit choice completely.
The restaurant fell silent since there weren’t many guests here this early. The silence wasn’t awkward between you guys. It was just, too silent, and you decided to break it.
“Do you still write stories?” Taehyung’s face froze. How did you know about the stories he wrote? Had you been stalking him? Was this when everyone would find out how weak he truly is?
“How did you find out... About them?” He asked hesitantly, fidgeting with a small woven basket with bread placed on your table.
“When sun and moon met, moon felt bad. When the moon was alone at night, he cried, because he wanted to shine just like the sun.” You quote his story word by word, it was your favorite paragraph.
He looked at you with a confused look and his eyes told you that he wondered why you knew the story so well.
Before he could speak up, you said, “My brother's name was Daejung. He looked up to you and constantly told me about how he wanted to be like you when he grew up.” You placed your hands on top of his over the table.
Taehyung was speechless. He sat there, body completely frozen as he processed what you just said. The little boy he had mourned for many months was the same flesh and blood as you.
“Daejung told me how he wanted me to marry you because he thought no one else deserved me.” Letting go of his hands, he continued sitting completely still.
First, he felt disappointed in himself. Disappointed of the way he had treated you, how sad Daejung would be if he knew.
Second, he could see him in your traits. Your button nose matched his completely, and your eyes sparkled just the way his eyes did.
Third, he realized he had to take care of you. Fall in love with you, for Daejung. Taehyung had promised the little boy to take care of his friends and family when he has at his worst.
His expression completely changed. It softened, and his eyes looked at you like you were godsent. He believed you were too. It was fate.
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a/n: u guys know the angst isn't over lol u guys r never gonna see the light at the end of the tunnel ! this chapter was originally a bit longer but i have to test the waters and seeing how u guys like it !! pls reblog <3
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im so happy to find a blog with good nsfw content for literally all my faves lol we share the same braincell it seems! how about fluffy nsfw headcanons for Dabi, Shigi, Aizawa and Shinsou and well, Baku but I don't want to overwhelm you even if you don't have a character limit hhh, with a s/o that was completely inexperienced in sex before they got together? They grew more comfortable with the idea of sex over time as they used to be really shy about it but they're scared they'll mess up and disappoint their loves? If possible could you mention what kind of approach each boy would have for the first time with their virgin s/o? I'm just feeling some fluffy dick tonite ya know lol stay safe out there <3
Ohhhh my gosh, this whole thing gave me brain rot lmao, thank you for giving me this power <3<3<3
This also took me literal months to finish because life got crazy, so I’m sorry about that. Hope you enjoy it anyway!
TW: loss of virginity, gentelness, fluffy smut, unprotected sex bc I’m a whore (Y/N is on birth control), and as always all characters are adults especially Y/N
-Dabi-
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> You are surprised by how patient he is with you. You were sure he’d have gotten tired of waiting, but he didn’t push. He didn’t make you feel badly about it, and the last thing he would ever want to do to sweet little innocent angel is coerce them into something they weren’t ready for. So, he waits.
> It happened so gradually. Over time, light kissing became making out. After a few months, you got more comfortable and it didn’t feel at all odd to fall into bed with him, cuddling and “swapping spit” as he called it, which always made you giggle like a schoolgirl at his crudeness. His hands would test the waters, but he was always feeling for nervous tremors and flinching, never wanting to go further than you were comfortable. At first, he only rested a hand on you lower back, drawing lazy circles into your waist, his other cradling your face gently, reassuringly. Eventually he could get his hand beneath your shirt, still just at your lower back, but he was content with his progress. Your skin was soft and you said he felt warm, and that was the first time he ever thought of his quirk as “sweet, comforting”, as you described the warmth from his hands.
> After a few months went by, he had progressed to the point of being able to freely roam your body with his hands, the warmth helping you stay calm and anchored to him.
> What continued to surprise you is how easy it felt, once you were ready. You didn’t even see it coming. He asked you, so gently, if he could take your shirt off. You told him he could as long as he promised to keep you warm. He went along slowly, constantly reassuring you, “God Angel, you’re so beautiful. I gotta see more of you, can I? Please?”, “You’re so soft, I need to feel more of your skin, angel, please?” You didn’t even hesitate, you didn’t need to. You felt safer with him than you ever had in your life.
> You realized, once you were both naked together, just how comfortable you were with him. And suddenly you felt like you needed to give him everything he ever wanted, and you knew he would do the same for you.
> It happens so slowly, or at least, it feels like it does. His hand slowly grazes down between your bodies until he reaches your core. You gasp, no one but you had ever touched you there, and it feels so foreign and wonderful. And warm. Once you begin bucking onto his fingers, an insatiable grin stretches across his face. He retracts his fingers, bringing them to his lips, and you watch as he sucks them clean. He calls you delicious and rolls on top of you, asks you if you’re ready for him. For the first time, you look down between your bodies and see just how huge and hard he is for you. When he sees your concern he kisses your forehead, then your lips. “I won’t hurt you Angel, I promise.” You nod and smile, and he starts easing into you, stopping every so often when he can tell the stretch is too much. He kisses your cheeks, your shoulders, your lips, whatever he can get his mouth on as he pants and mumbles little praises. “I love you”, “You’re doin’ so well”, “You’re takin’ me sooo well”, “God, you’re so beautiful, you know how beautiful you are Angel?”, “Ahh, you’re so fuckin’ tight and wet for me Angel, you want me that badly?”. The praises and teases help you considerably to keep you relaxed, and fuck, you DO want him. So fucking badly, you need him. When he’s finally seated inside you fully, he waits, clearly using every last bit of his restraint and self control to give you time to adjust. When you finally whine and buck your hips up on him, he loses it. “I hope you’re fuckin’ ready, Angel.”
>You find rather quickly that Dabi’s style is a beautiful mix of “fucking” and “making love”. He fucks you, hard and deep, so much so that it makes you see stars, but while he does it he’s caging you in-between his arms, holding you close while he pistons in and out of you. He looks you in the eyes, watching your reactions, quickly finding what angle makes you convulse and let out those beautiful moans and coos that he’s now desperate to hear.
>When he nears his end, he reaches down between you again to rub sweet circles against your clit, because no way is Dabi cumming first. It’s just not his style.
-Shigaraki-
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>BRAIN ROT
> Shigaraki is definitely happy that you’re inexperienced, he’d kill anyone who had ever laid a hand on you before him. You belonged to him.
> It also means that you’re a virgin, which really gets him going because hes a pervert. ((He’s also secretly glad that he’s not the only virgin))
> He is touch starvvveeeeddddddd. We all know this. But at first, he’s so hesitant to touch you, for fear of destroying you.
> You are patient with each other, and together you find out what works and what doesn’t. He got some artist gloves so he could hold your fucking hand without hyperventilating about dusting you. He’s still afraid of you disappearing beneath his fingertips.
> You were never, not even for a second, worried that he would hurt you. You knew that he could, that he had the ability, but you knew that he wouldn’t.
> He wasn’t so sure, he was afraid of rolling over in the night and finding a pile of dust where you used to be. He wakes up from nightmares about it and has to wake you up to hold you while he shakes uncontrollably. He just has to know you’re alive.
> You both get more and more comfortable with physical proximity and contact together, because you both wanted it, you were both just so worried about fucking everything up.
> When the time came where both of you decided you were ready to have sex, you admitted to him that you were afraid of not measuring up to his expectations. All these “what if’s” kept popping up in your mind: “what if he doesn’t find my body attractive enough”, “what if I don’t know how to move right”, “what if I cant please him”, etc. etc. etc.
> He just looks at you kind of taken aback and confused. He was worried about you not being able to see him as sexually attractive because of how he looked, he was just as self-conscious as you. “Darling, you’re the most perfect person in existence, how can you not see that? Look at me! I’m... I... Look like this! How could I ever hope that someone as beautiful as you could ever see me that way?”
>You didn’t immediately know how to respond. You were... heartbroken that he saw himself that way. You couldn’t image him being self-conscious about anything because in your eyes, he was a god. He was perfect and angelic and you told him as much. You looked at him with such adorably big eyes and your voice was full of so much honesty and adoration, he had to have you immediately. He’d never felt desired, he had never felt lovable. He always thought it would be a miracle if anyone would ever be able to even stomach looking at him without cringing away in disgust. But you were so perfect and you loved him so immediately and so much that it knocked him out. He launches himself at you and just kisses you for a while.
> You both fumbled around a bit at first, trying to find what felt best. You both quickly came to the conclusion that you were going to have to practice together. A lot. As much as possible actually, because even in your inexperience, you both felt more amazing than you ever had in your lives. When you were connected like this, panting, kissing, licking, trying your damndest to become one being, it felt like bliss. You never wanted it to stop.
-Aizawa-
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> MORE FUCKING BRAIN ROT
> Aizawa has an innocence kink. There I fucking said it.
> When it comes to the person he’s with, he’s a shameless flirt, and while he would NEVER cross a line or pressure you, he definitely does his best to get you in the mood whenever he can, much to your naïve frustration.
> At first you genuinely don’t even realize he’s doing it on purpose. The heated looks he gave you that made your knees weak? You didn’t think he was doing that on purpose, it’s just because he’s... tired? And he always looks so gorgeous, so that’s why. He ALWAYS makes your knees weak. Yeah that’s all it is, obviously.
> And when he comes up behind you, hands on your hips gently, and lowly rumbling in your ear. Sometimes it’s just comments about whatever you’re doing, which was bad enough. But sometimes it was mumbled compliments. About your outfit, how good it made your ass look. About how soft your hair was, how good you smelled, the softness of your skin while he gently rubbed his stubble against your neck.
>YOU COULDN’T FUCKING HANDLE IT.
> He was so soft most of the time, cuddling you while watching movies, cooking together, dancing in the kitchen with you at 3 in the morning after he finished grading papers. The shift that happened when he would get flirtatious was dizzying.
> You were nervous though, Aizawa was a bit older than you, and obviously way more experienced that you. One night while you were curled up in bed together, you told him you were nervous about disappointing him when the time finally came. He sat up and turned a light on immediately and pulled you into his lap. He held you and stroked your hair and told you how much you meant to him, how you could never disappoint him, how much he wanted you, and how he was willing to wait however long you needed. He held you until he was sure you felt better about it, and then he held you until he was sure you were asleep. You were the most important person in the world to him, and he wasn’t gonna let you think anything was ever gonna change that.
> When you finally got tired of his teasing and felt like you were ready, you decided to get him back. Before he got home, you put on one of his long shirts as a dress and started getting dinner ready.
> When he walked through the door and saw that you were wearing nothing but one of his black button ups, he had to maintain every ounce of his self control to contain the rush of feral need that suddenly consumed him. Now it was HIS turn to assume you were being innocent. And man did you play it up. “What’s wrong Shota? Are you feeling okay?” And you bat your big beautiful eyes at him. He was going to have a stroke.
> It wasn’t until you bent over and he noticed you weren’t wearing anything under his shirt that he realized it was an invitation. He came up behind you, caging you in against the counter, and growled lowly in your ear, “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” He gently pushed his growing erection against your ass, making you gasp. Score.
> “W-what do you mean?” you looked up at him as innocently as you could. He took your hand and pressed it to the front of his pants. He groaned low in his chest, thankful for any friction. “Don’t play dumb with me, kitten. You know exactly what you’re doing. I think you should take responsibility.” You grinned.
> “Yes Sir,” he jolts at that, and you sink your knees and get to work undoing the fastenings on his hero costume. When his cock springs free, you eagerly give it kitten licks until he’s had enough. He grips you by your hair and gently guides your mouth down onto his cock. He’s big, bigger than you can take, but that doesn’t stop Aizawa from purposefully making you gag on him every so often. He really does get off on how innocent you are, the tears that hang in your eyes from gagging on his cock. He’s gonna cum soon if he’s not careful.
> After he’s had his fun making you suck him off, he pulls you up and carries you off to bed. No way he’s taking your virginity on the floor, he’s too much of a gentleman. And dinner, what dinner? Thank god nothing happened to be on the stove or in the oven.
> He sets you down in bed and kisses you, takes his shirt off of you and finishes ridding himself of his hero costume. He takes pride in getting you ready for him, relishing in your sweet noises and how wet you are for him. A fact that he teases you about. “S-Shotaaa~” you moan and clench down on his fingers. He smirks, “What happened to ‘Sir’, hmm? I liked that, you know...” All you can do is whine up at him in response.
> When you feel like you’re close to cumming, you whine louder and clench down harder and before you can reach your peak, he stops. You whine in frustration before he leans down and rumbles, “Oh no, kitten, the only way you’re cumming is if you cum on my cock.” You gasp and nearly convulse at his filthy words, but you’ve never felt like you needed him more.
> He fucks you gently, at first anyway. For as long as he can. He rolls his hips into you and angles his thrusts expertly, aiming for that spot inside you that’ll make your head spin. And he hits it. Every time. And your head DOES spin. And soon you can feel the pressure build again and you start whining again, “Sh-Shouta, please! I’m s-oh! So close!” He smiles, and decides to take pity on you. He pistons harder, faster, brings a hand to your core to rub circles against your clit and when you cum, you scream his name and he can’t take it anymore. He slams into you, chasing his own high and simultaneously extends yours. You’re seeing stars by the time he cums deep into you. He rolls over, bringing you with him. You lie on top of him and he strokes your hair, and you just hold each other for a while.
-Shinso-
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> I wanna say this now, Shinso is Aizawa Jr. I’m so sorry, but its true. They’re both tired, overworked, cat lovers that just wanna come home and cuddle and pass out.
> He knows he’s your first boyfriend. You met at UA and pretty much bonded immediately. Now that you’re both pro-heros working for the same agency? It was only a matter of time before he made a move. And thank whatever higher power exists that you have the same schedule. More time for cuddles.
> HOWEVER! Don’t let the fact that he’s a cuddle-bug fool you. He frequently has to remember that you’re a virgin and you’ve never been in a relationship before, so you have no idea how much he’s affected by you answering your door on a Saturday morning you both had off wearing one of his hoodies that absolutely swallows you. Looking up at him smiling and yawning sleepily, rubbing one of your eyes and groggily asking, “What are you doing here so early? I thought we weren’t going out till tonight?”. He has to breathe deeply to stop himself from jumping you.
> Because much like Aizawa, seeing you so sleepy and soft and small and knowing how innocent and naive you are to all of the things you do that make him need you... is going to make him lose his mind. Quickly.
> Instead of an innocence kink though, this motherfucker has a corruption and a mind break kink. He wants to make it impossible for you to feel pleasure without him, he wants to make you need him desperately, forever. And he wants to do it without the help of his quirk. But that would all come in time, at the moment he has to stop himself from cumming in his pants because you’re bending over on your way to your room so you can change, stooping to pet your cat and his hoodie rode up your ass and he can see your lacy black panties and you were GOING to drive him insane long before he ever got the chance to make you his, he was sure.
> He had brought you coffee and suggested you just stay in all day since you both had such a late night. Watching movies and stuff. You know, normal stuff. He told himself he wasn’t going to try and make a move. Right? Right.
> But when you emerged from your room 45 minutes later, showered and changed, your hair still damp and a droplet of water drifting down your neck and landing in the dip of your collar bones, all he could think of was licking it up. How good your hair must smell, how your skin was still probably warm form the water... He was staring, and you pretended not to notice.
> You were nervous about not measuring up to his expectations. You’d seen the women he usually went out with, and how comfortable they were with their bodies and their sexuality. How beautiful they were. As far as you were concerned, you were nothing like them.
> He could see the gears turning in your head and the downturn of your mouth, and he asked you what was wrong. He motioned for you to come sit with him, and it wasn’t five seconds before he pulled you into his lap. After some coaxing, you let him know what you were worried about. He assured you that the reason he was so happy with you is because you weren’t anything like the women he had dated before. Because, not only were you far more beautiful than they were, they had also been conceited and cold, only dating him because he was an up and coming pro-hero that could get them into events so they could dump him for the first bigger hero they’d meet. He liked that you were soft and warm and he could trust you, that you had always trusted him, even despite his quirk.
> You talked for awhile, and as the morning sun drifted higher into the sky, you decided it was time to door dash some food. While he ordered it, you excused yourself the restroom. You needed to think. The heaviness of the conversation still weighed on you, and you’d never felt closer to him than you did now. It was time, you were sure. You wanted to give him everything he’d been waiting so patiently for, he deserved it. And so did you damnit, no more of this scaredy-cat bullshit! You gave yourself your best war face in the mirror before you exited the bathroom and going back to the living room where Shinsou was reclined on your couch. Head tilted back, resting on the pillow behind him.
> He was so beautiful. Lavender hair a wild mess, eyes closed and lashes fluttering softly. You wanted to kiss his neck suddenly, and unlike when urges like this usually happened, you didn’t shove the thought away. You quickly straddled him and, before he had the chance to question you, you began kissing up and down his neck softly. “K-kitty...” he groaned beneath you, gripping your waist, his hips jerking up against yours.
> After a while of your explorative kissing, he growled impatiently and flipped you over easily, pressing you into the couch. He kissed you like he might die if he didn’t, deep and slow and desperate. When he finally broke for air and looked at you, he felt his heart and his dick jump. Your flushed face and your eyes that were looking up at him through your eyelashes heavily, your mouth hanging open gasping and your kiss bitten lips, your brows softly cinched at the effort it took for you to remember you needed to breathe.
> He asks you if you’re sure you were ready, and when you nod dazedly up at him he doesn’t need any more convincing.
> He takes his time, he’s slow and methodical. He wants your first time to be an enjoyable experience. Something you can look back on fondly and remember how much he loved you, how good it felt, how comfortable you were. He wanted it to be better than his first time, drunk after a hero convention, with some woman who didn’t remember his name in the morning and never called him back. He pushed the thought away. He focused on you, on how perfect you were.
> When he finally thrusts into you, you think you want to feel like this forever. You tell him so, and beams with pride, pushing your pleasure further. Kissing your neck and praising you. Telling you how perfect you are, telling you all the things you do that drive him crazy, telling you that he’s never going to let you go, that you’re his forever and he’s yours.
> You cum together, and you think that everything in the world must have always been this beautiful. You spend the rest of the day cuddling, eating, and making love.
-Bakugo-
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> No thoughts in this mans head. None. At least when it comes to romance. When you first start dating, you had to make the first move cause his oblivious ass just thought you were challenging him. You had to explain to him that what you were actually doing was called “flirting”.
> So when it comes to your first time, you know you’re gonna have to make the first move there too. He fears rejection, so he avoids the things he really wants the most. Which in this case is you whining on his dick.
> But he also knows you’re a virgin and he doesn’t wanna scare you, so he leaves it be. Trusting his fist to get the job done when he really needs to let off some steam. Either by punching shit or jerking off.
> One day, you do catch him jerking off, and you immediately start to (stupidly) think that you’re not enough for him, that he might leave you for someone who can give him what he needs. You don’t think he notices you having a mini panic attack in the hallway so you sneak back to the kitchen to catch your breath and think. Why HAD you waited this long? What were you waiting FOR? You guessed you had just been worried about not knowing what to do, about him getting impatient and annoyed with you for your lack of experience.
> Making your final decision, you square your shoulders and march yourself back to your shared room. You confidently open the door to find him ... waiting for you?
> “Tch, took you long enough. You done freakin’ out now?” He grumbles from his spot on the bed. You nod meekly and he opens his arms for you, an invitation you gratefully accept. He pets your head and continues grumbling, “ just as bad as shitty-hair, nobody ever knocks anymore. You shouldn’t be surprised when you just try to walk in like that...”
> He keeps petting your head until eventually you hit him with it. “‘Tsuki, I wanna... uhm...” you look up at him with pleading eyes hoping his quirk somehow suddenly allows him to read your mind.
> It doesn’t. “ You wanna what? C’mon, spit it out.” No thoughts, remember?
> You huff and blush and finally squeak out, “Wanna make you feel good, ‘Tsuki...”
> His brain stops working momentarily. When he catches back up, he smirks. “Seriously? It just took you gettin’ jealous over my left hand for you to be ready?”, he teased. You stick out your tongue and he grabs your jaw, looks you dead in the eyes when he says, “I have something much more important for that cute little mouth to do.”
> Your eyes go wide at his suggestion, even though it really doesn’t surprise you. When Katsuki wants something he wants to go all out, no half-assing it. You nod nervously and he laughs at your apprehension, allowing you to shift down his body until you were face to face with his fly. You undid the button and zipper with shaky hands, and gently guide his dick out of his jeans.
> Beautiful is the first word to come to your mind. Beautiful and massive, just like the rest of him. He was easily over six feet tall, and built too so it really shouldn’t have surprised you, but it did. For a moment all you can do is look up at him from your place below him, your big strong hero. You melt a little and you notice him smirking down at you again, “What ‘ya lookin’ at, princess?”. He gently strokes your cheek while you admire him, “You.” you reply dazedly. His smirk widens to a bear malicious grin, “Me? How come?”. A feeling you’re not totally familiar with, but you’re pretty sure is called submission, fills you suddenly and you feel warm and content. “You’re perfect,” you bat your eyelashes and bite your lip as you gently start to stroke your hand up and down his length.
>He controls his breathing, because he really can’t handle you looking so cute with his cock that close to your pretty little face. “‘Tch, and? What’s got you so worked up about it?” You giggle and nuzzle your face into the base of his cock and look up at him innocently. “I’m just glad I’m yours,” you smile and lick him from base to tip before gently taking him into your mouth. You’d read enough smut online to at least have some idea how to do this.
> He almost cums when you say that you’re glad to be his. His, he grins. He doesn’t get to think about that for too long though because your warm, wet tongue is sliding up his shaft and then your pretty little mouth engulfs him and he thinks he might hyperventilate if you keep looking up at him like that. He’d almost say it wasn’t fair, but then you start moving and he thinks that he could actually die happily from the warm bliss that fills him while he watches you try to take more and more of him down your throat.
> This is much more fun than you thought it would be, especially because Katsuki keeps letting out those little sighs and groans, you’re pretty sure he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. You hollow out your cheeks and suck a bit harder before taking a deep breath and relaxing your throat as much as possible. You lower yourself down as far as you can, pushing past the ring of muscle in the back of your throat before moving down further. You feel him lay his hand gently, encouragingly, on the back of your head. You’re surprised when you find your nose nestled in the light blonde fuzz at the base of him and you stick your tongue out to lap at the underside.
> He jolts when you begin your descent. You’re not really gonna try to deep-throat him, are you? He watches you, mesmerized. No ones ever even tried, always saying he was way too big. It felt way too good. He laid a hand on the back of your head to ground himself, quickly realizing he had to control himself so that he didn’t clench his fist in your hair or shove you down all the way and hold you there. When you reached your goal, he sighed. Your throat felt perfect wrapped around him, just like he knew it would. When he felt your tongue sneak out of your mouth and lick, he thanked whatever creator there was that your tongue was long enough to reach his anchor. when you start to move your head up and down, he can only take it for so long before he’s thrusting up into your mouth. When you gag on him, that’s it, he has to pull you off him before he grips your head and suffocates you on his cock.
> He’s nearly at the point of begging, but thankfully, mercifully, you seem to get the idea. You wipe your mouth and lie back on the bed, giggling at his abruptness and he growls in response. He kisses you, and praises you, telling you how good you are, how much he needs to be inside you as he undresses you. You’re surprised at how automatically your legs open for him, and you tell him how much you need him inside of you as well. You feel so empty all of a sudden. Until one of his thick fingers finds your molten core and gathers some of your slick before sinking into you and you gasp.
> He continues to kiss and praise you as he works you with his fingers. You whine and moan and beg, it’s like music to his ears. When he thinks you’re ready, he lines himself up with your entrance, sliding up and down, grinding against your clit briefly before continuing. “I wanna hear you beg for it, princess.” and fuck, did you beg. A beautiful litany of filthy fucking words fell from your mouth, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He sinks into you fully in one thrust, gripping your open legs for stability.
> At first you can’t speak, you can’t make any noise at all. You feel so unbelievably full, and you look up at him and his eyes are clenched shut and his jaw is set. He’s holding himself back. He’s trying to be gentle with you because it’s your first time. He really is very sweet when he wants to be. You raise a shaky hand to his face and he leans into it. He met your eyes and you watch as his control falters when he sees you bent in half like this. You smile, “Katsuki, please”, is all you can say. It seems to open the flood gates. For all his self control, he pounds into you mercilessly and it fills you with the most intense feeling of ecstasy. “F-fuck ‘Tsuki, you feel s-so fucking good,” you moan and gasp brokenly.
> He cums hard. Grunting, growling, and near snarling the whole way through. You’re seeing stars, even though you haven’t cum. It had felt so fucking amazing, and you’re more than content with that. Katsuki is definitely not however, and is intent on eating you out until you beg for mercy. He always takes such good care of you.
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mayans-sauce · 3 years
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Toys
Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female Reader
Word Count: 730
Warnings: hint of smut
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“Angel?”
“Yea?” His voice was coming from somewhere in the house, but you couldn’t pinpoint his location.
“Baby, where are you?”
“Kitchen.”
From the kitchen entrance, you saw Angel leaning his elbows on the countertop, typing away on his phone, smiling at whatever was on there. “Whatcha doin’?” Arms wrapped themselves around his torso as you looked at the screen.
“Sending memes to Coco.”
“Can you come with me for a second to the living room?”
“Yea.”
He put his phone down as he gave you his full attention. His hand was placed in yours as you took him to sit down on the sofa.
The whole week you had fixed up a secret surprise for your boyfriend. It took a bit of hard work, but in the end, you were happy with pulling it through without him knowing.
You stood in front of him, all giggly as you couldn’t wait to show him. “What are you so excited about?”
“So,” your hands clapped together, “I know how much you love toys, Angel, so that’s why I’ve spent all week buying some I think would be fun to try out.”
“Toys?” His arms leaned on the back of the sofa at you, mentioning that, “what kind of toys?”
“I think you will love this,” you said, wiggling your eyebrows, “wait, here I’ll go get them.”
Once you came into his vision again, a big box was held in your hands. Angel’s eyes lit up at the amount that was probably in it. A heavy thud was heard when it was placed on the coffee table.
“Open it.”
He rubbed his hands together before he unclasped the lid. Once it was lifted off, his face went from excited to complete confusion.
“What… is this?”
“Toys Angel!”
He lifted a toy car from within the box. “When you said toys, I was expecting something else.” His expression changed from confusion to annoyance now. Pouting like a child, he crossed his arms together like he was just denied ice cream.
You tried your best to keep a straight face at his reaction, but all you wanted was to burst out in laughter.
You wanted to test the waters in seeing how much Angel was pissed off at the moment, “I love you.” “I hate you.” “Hey! Be grateful! You enormously stubborn pain in the ass. It took me a long time to find all these toys for my perfect little man-child.” He gave you a major eye roll at your comment, “whatever.”
He so wanted this box to be filled with sex toys he could use and experiment on you. Instead, the box was filled with all kinds of children’s toys. He should have seen this coming knowing his girlfriend. You always like to pull stuff like this on him.
The only thing he took from the box was a pair of hot wheel cars. The rest he told you to give away to someone that could have use of it. The remainder of the evening, he spent sulking in the bedroom, being his extra self in pretending he was mad at you, but in reality, he was planning something of his own that would serve as payback.
1 week later
“Y/N!”
“Yeah?”
“Where are you?”
“Living room!”
Angel came walking in with a big box that looked rather heavy. You wondered what would be inside. Something good? Something scary?
When he dropped it on the table, it made a loud sound, indicating that it was filled with a lot of stuff.
“Payback,” was all he said.
“What?” You were very confused right now.
“Just open it.”
Taking the lid off, and when you saw what was in it, your eyes widened in surprise and a little bit in fear. It’s not like you didn’t expect him to have some form of payback, but you didn’t think it would be like this. Inside were heaps of sex toys: vibrators, dildos, handcuffs, nipple clamps, and stuff you had never even seen before.
“Wh-wha,” your tongue was tied, and you couldn’t even make out a sound. You knew where this was heading, and to be honest, you both feared for your life and felt incredibly horny.
“You, me, these toys, and the rest of the evening NOW!” He pointed towards the bedroom where he wanted you to go and wait for him.
“Y-yes, Sir…”
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rintarous · 4 years
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fuckboy!suna
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[ masterlist ]
kageyama | osamu | kita | tendou
my baby ++ my mind kinda loopy after reading killing stalking lmfao help me
suna the fuckboy
has a nice ring to it ngl
since he’s practically besties with the miya twins, you know this fool is gonna be accustomed to their antics
since him and the twins are like a package deal, they do shit together
even if it pains him, he’ll do it cs bro code and theyre just tight like that
at first he’s like “no wtf??” when he was first told abt the idea
but atsumu managed to convince him by saying “live a little you boring ass bitch”
and my dude LOVED it
he loved the attention
#attentionwhore
i picture him as this rich and lowkey bratty boy
so what he wants, what he gets
if he wants this specific person, he will get that person
no matter what it takes
probably already thought of 28931892 ways to get their attention
like kita, he has this appeal when he’s s i l e n t
cs he’s observing your daily actions
just like how a predator stalks its prey
how ironic it is that he looks like a fox lol
he also gets pretty bored easily
so if you’re a fling, you only last for like 2-3 business days with him then you’re out of the picture
it just works like that
if his flings decide to say the i love you word,,
he’s DEADASS just going to say “yikes”
just like the pic above ^^^
suna flings™: heart: crushed
suna: heart: breaker
its not his fault his flings fall for him hard
and i dont blame them
like he got looks, money, timid personality, etc
dream boy tbh
and then just like that, hes bored of u and now he’s onto another person
its a cycle
rinse, wash, repeat
also if you were a suna fling™ best believe you’re gonna get a few trinkets here and there
almost like a consolation gift from him that you caught his attention
LMFAOOOAOASFJSAKSAD
but if he really liked your company, he’s going to give his favorite food which is jelly fruit sticks or ice pops LMAFSKLDJAKLDJ
suna is just a big babie
but with,,,, an impressive appeal ASKJHASJD
the reason why he’s acting like this cs his great great love broke his heart
(atsumu only gave him a push to like finally let go or sumn but at least now we know this bitch has commitment issues)
to be fair, it was his fault to begin with but he never thought the day would come that you would leave him
he still remembers the day so vividly when you called him to meet up with you at the school gates
only to tell him that you were done with the relationship then u’re crying and shit and suna realized that he’s been neglecting you all this time
yeah that shit hurted huh
but what hurt you even more was the fact that after you broke up with him, he suddenly got this fuckboy reputation in school
anyway
time to time you and suna make eye contact in the hallways
as he is STILL your classmate
and you’d just roll your eyes then walk away leaving him all sad and shit
suna frowns seeing you breathing and shit without him and his mood worsens when his little suna fangirls are crowding him
bonus: atsumu: suna suna, tearing up: y/n used to call me that osamu: that’s because that’s your fucking name
a big chunk of him still wants you back
like who wouldn’t 
so maybe it was time to cut this fuckboy façade he had going on and try to reel you back in
he knows it wont be easy
HE DID NEGLECT YOU AS HE WAS GETTING BORED (of the relationship, never of u) 
not that he’d admit that or whatever haahah gotta keep that big boy pride
so one random ass day, he approaches you
“hey y/n”
“what do you want suna?” you say coldly
ouchies its been a long ass time since u called him suna
u used to call him rinrin or rin or taro or ro or babe
“aha nothing just checking up on u!!” he blurts out before he bolts out of the classroom leaving you like ????
“he’s probably already bored of his fuckboy act, tsk typical of him” you tsked, rolling your eyes as you pack shit into your bag as you move on to the next classroom 
since that interaction suna has been in a slump
where he doesnt want to do shit at all
like he just blankly stares down at all the people following, gawking over him
barely practices only unless kita forces him to
“i wonder what’s wrong with suna” osamu murmurs to atsumu as they sat down on the bleachers drinking water
“i heard he talked to y/n for the first time since their break up” atsumu replies
“he still wants her back huh” osamu comes to a conclusion 
“probably i mean, have you seen y/n? i’m surprised suna was able to sweep her away” atsumu smiles to himself, “if i were suna, i’d never let her go like fuck” 
too bad for the twins suna was listening the entire damn time
now he made it his mission to get you back
that and to get atsumu’s dirty hands off of you if he ever does get the chance to do so
suna starts small with his little plan to get you back 
like leaving anonymous letters at your locker
leaving you snacks and shit on your table when you weren’t looking
not very fuckboy of him but what else is he gonna do ???? he cant just walk up to you and call it a day 
he thinks he’s being secretive but you know your man
you caught on lmfao 
his handwriting was a dead giveaway and the fact he gives you jelly related snacks oh lord
not wanting to hurt his feelings, you just kept them for his sake
so gradually this went on for like several days
and now you get shit in your locker
homeboi still knows your password duh and u never changed it lol
you opened your locker and found a daisy sitting on top of your bento box 
tbh you were kinda touched that he still remembers the little things you like despite its been months since your break up
you felt someone staring at you and lo and behold as you turned around it was suna peeking from the corner of the hallway
(it was hard not to notice this dude is like 6′1 ft. tall) 
you caught his eye and you miraculously smiled at him
for what?? the first time in months?????
cue suna’s stomach exploding with fireworks
suna blushes and backs up from the corridor and rushes to his lunch table in peace
“ey someone’s happy” osamu comments as suna finally sits down with them
“its nothing, got a good grade at literature that’s all” suna quietly shares, still thinking about how beautiful your smile was
“pfft right.. like you’d look like you’re on cloud nine with a good grade” atsumu snickers, “who’s the lucky lady?” he wiggles his eyebrows
osamu gives him a look to which of course atsumu ignores
right off the bat you walked in the cafeteria with all your glory, with the daisy he gave you tucked in the front pocket of your blazer
suna’s eyes follows your figure as you sat beside your friends
atsumu starts whistling lowly, “dang y/l/n still looks beautiful as ever” he gives suna the side eye
and instantly suna’s mood took a 18- turn and now the dude was scowling
“i should ask her out” atsumu smirks, lowkey enjoying suna getting worked up
suna rolls his eyes and stands up and walks over to your table
“now look what you’ve done!” osamu scolds his brother
atsumu swats him away, “i did him a big ass favor” 
as you were chatting away with your friends, your friends suddenly stop talking and stared at something behind your back
“what?” you asked, turning around to see no one other than suna rintarou 
“he-”
and this mf kissed you 
IN FRONT OF EVERYONE iN THE CAFETERIA
“didn’t they break up?”
“doesnt suna have a new girlfriend right now or what?” 
hushed whispers from the inarizaki students when they basically witnessed the kiss
but you and suna didn’t care
what shocked suna is how you kissed him back
“if you wanted me back so bad then use your words, rin” you chuckled, pulling his necktie so he can sit next to you
“i’m sorry..” he squeaked, finding your hand under the table, “all i want is you and no one else” he murmurs, shying away from you
“i knew you couldn’t last being a fuckboy” you laughed, squeezing his hand. “tell atsumu his ass is done for” you rolled your eyes playfully but on the inside you were already thinking of ways to get back at atsumu
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Oh, The Lies You Tell - Bakugou Katsuki - pt. 2
Bakugou x f!reader
Warnings: angst, trauma, abuse, betrayal, fluff, slice of life, smut, cursing, manipulation, possible spoilers, physical harm, 18+
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Ep. Warnings: fluff, childhood trauma, cursing, Bakugou kinda OOC, DADZAWA
Summary: More Bakugou x reader interaction! And Y/N’s first time training with the students and showing off her “quirk.” How will the students react?
Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9
Once you saw the familiar blonde, you smiled. “.....hey back, cutie.” You said with confidence. Bakugou only blushed at the comment and sucked his teeth as he rolled his eyes.
“Soo...you’re my escort?” You flirtatiously asked. You can’t help it, it’s just your personality. Plus, after years of villainous work, you had to learn how to speak with a calm and seductive voice to get your way with your victims.
“Yeah, that means I’m stuck with your dumbass for the next few months. So try to keep up and don’t you dare hold me back.” He ferociously said. You just giggled and went to mess with his unbuttoned shirt collar.
“Whatever you say, Fiesty,” as you examined his clothes, you just had to speak up again. “Whattup with the clothes? No tie, no tuck, no....prestigiousness?” Bakugou scoffed at your question.
“Oh yea? Like you’re one to talk. You completely changed your uniform. You realize the girls in UA don’t dress this-“ you cut him off.
“What? Rebellious?”
“I was gonna say hot.”
“That works too.”
“Suits you real well.”
“Oh, I bet it does,” you smirked. During your time throwing spitfire replies to one another, you realized how close both your faces have gotten. You saw ruby eyes, perfect porcelain skin with the perfect amount of tan, soft but fluffy, spiky, blonde hair, and a smirk that copied your own. As Bakugou was too busy admiring your looks, you gently placed two fingers under his chin.....and flicked his head upwards at the sky.
“Hehe...let’s go, Cutie. You gotta show me my dorm, remember? Cant stand here forever staring at me.” You chuckled to yourself.
“I was not doing any of that shitty woman!” Bakugou yelled. As Bakugou did that, Rumor ran right across him making his balance go all outta wack.
“Heh..yeah, sure.” You said as you walked off with Rumor, petting his head. Oh, this is gonna be fun.
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On the walk to the dorms, you and Bakugou got to know each other quite well. Just the basics though. Favorite music, favorite foods, personality types, likes and dislikes, all that good stuff. You also both shared a little flirtatious banter, not that you minded, however it threw Bakugou off. When the fuck does he ever talk like that? As you both walked up to the entrance you realized something.
“Hey, you never asked me about my quirk. How come?” You asked as you both continued to walk to the doors.
“Don’t need to. I’ll see all I have to see tomorrow during training.” Bakugou said.
“Makes sense.” You replied.
“Of course it does,” He said as he opened the doors to give you a tour. You were in awe. Growing up, you never really had a home before the league. You slept in benches, jail cells, or straight on the ground outside in the rain. But this? Basically luxury to you, but of course you kept up a chill persona.
“This is the common area, kitchens over there, everyone gets their own bathrooms, the showers are that way, and I’ll show you to your dorm,” Bakugou said, giving you the “grand” tour. As you walked up to your room, you saw how already filled it was...but this wasn’t any of your stuff.
“Didn’t realize you were into music like that.” Bakugou said. When you turned to look at your desk, you saw how large it was and how there was a control panel they used at recording studios on it. Set up with it was a microphone that artist used when recording their songs and there was a mini keyboard and acoustic guitar set up on the side. Then it hit you. You had gone over your interest with Mr. Aizawa, guess he filled up the room to make you more comfortable OR to make it seem like you were a normal kid who actually had stuff. In reality, you had nothing but your villain costume (which you demanded to be kept) and Rumor.
“Umm...not really. I just sing a little and enjoy writing little songs. Nothing special really,” you replied to him. “Uh, could you give me a sec? I wanna change out of this uniform and relax a little.” You said to him.
“Yeah, sure. Dinner starts at 6 so be down by then and come meet the rest of the morons.” He said as he backed out the room and walked on to wherever. You began to explore the room. Rumor took comfort on the soft bed, and you looked at the recording area. It was amazing. You strummed the guitar, taking in it’s beautiful sound and dabbled on the keyboard. You then realized.
“Rumor! What am I gonna change in to?! I literally have nothing!” You said as you ran to your closet, astound when you saw the large amount of clothes, along with a little sticky note.
Enjoy the gift, Y/N! Cant wait to have you in class!
- Ms. Midnight
“Midnight, huh? Then these clothes must be hot as fuck!” You excitedly said. Safe to say you put on a little fashion show for yourself and Rumor. As you put on the clothes and made new outfits, you noticed how she had gone for the typical “baddie style.” Lots of ripped jeans, plenty of casual heels, thigh high boots, leather jackets, bomber jackets, crop tops, tube tops, and of course booty shorts. You also noticed the massive amount of jewelry given to you. Plenty of necklaces and anklets. Very pretty.
Once done with your little show, you and Rumor looked at the clock. 5:30.
“I think we should stay in here. Who needs dinner anyways?” Rumor only growled at you. He knew better. You both needed food and you should go down there and make some friends.
“Oh c’mon! We’ve gone days without food before, why not now?” You saw how Rumor gave you this look of ‘because it wasn’t available then’ and you rolled your eyes knowing your friend was right.
“Fineeeeeee,” you reluctantly said as Rumor gave a happy bark and wagged his tail. You changed into some comfortable clothes and went to the common area.
When walking down there, you saw a spikey read head, a tall black haired boy, a girl with long greenish hair, and then you saw Deku, Kaminari, Uraraka, Todoroki, and Bakugou. While they were talking, the red head took notice of yours and Rumor’s presence.
“Oh! Hey L/N! Rumor! Come join us!” How sweet of him to include Rumor. As you both walked towards a single open seat on a solo couch seat, you saw how everyone had their eyes set on you with a smile.
“Umm....hey.” You nervously let out with a small laugh. As you tried to settle, Rumor placed his head on your lap to calm you down and Bakugou took notice of this.
“Would you idiots stop staring at her like that? She’s obviously kinda nervous.” Bakugou said with his head thrown back on the couch. The red head then spoke up to agree.
“Oh right! Sorry about that L/N!” He said kindly.
“No, it’s no trouble. And you guys can quit the formalities and just call me Y/N. I don’t mind!” You sweetly said.
“Alright then, nice to meet you Y/N! I’m Eijirou Kirishima, this is Hanta Sero, and Tsuyu Asui. I’ve heard you already met these guys, and I’ve also heard you got Bakugou as your escort!” Bakugou growled at Kirishima for mentioning that.
“Yeah! He’s kinda.....bratty?” You teased. Bakugou only looked at you with wide angry eyes and a small blush.
“Ha, yeah. Bakubro can be a brute, but when you get to know the guy, you find out he’s just a big ole softie with rough ways.” He joked.
“I AIN’T SOFT SHITTY HAIR!” Bakugou screamed. The group just giggled and watch the interaction go on. You guys talked and laughed and they got to know about you and Rumor a little better. Finally, a girl with a black ponytail came in.
“Hey guys! Dinner’s ready! Oh! And L/N, we made 2 steaks for Rumor. I hope you don’t mind.” She said.
“Oh not at all! Thanks you guys, that was really sweet of you.” Rumor understood what was going on just by the scent in the air and he was excited. As you all walked to the table and took ur seats, everyone got to talking again. Dinner went on and Rumor was enjoying his steaks.
“Man..what a lucky dog. Steak for dinner.” Kirishima spoke. Everyone chuckled and continued on. The girl with the pony tail, who you learned was nicknamed Momo, walked in with a final pot.
“Okay you guys! This is the final dish! Just some Miso soup to peck on. Kaminari, can you go and grab the ladel?” As the blonde walked away, everyone was excited for the dish.
“Sorry guys, the soup is a little too hot. You should wait for it to cool down before digging in,” Momo said apologetically.
“Oh hey, no worries, I have a solution!” You said as you made a tiny little tornado with you air bending and sent it to the pot of soup on the table to cool it down. The massive amount of steam was clearly decreased and everyone thanked you.
“So your quirk is tiny tornadoes?” Bakugou whispered to you as he was the one sitting next to you.
“No, you dummy.” You giggled until you heard a crack. Everyone looked over and saw Kaminari broke the one and only ladel. Everyone booed and sighed at the loss of miso soup and the poor blonde just apologized with a nervous smile.
“It’s fine you guys, we don’t need a ladel. Who wants some miso?” You asked and everyone raised their hands. So, you used your water bending to pick up the soup give some to all your classmates. Everyone was confused but impressed.
“Okay, what the hell is your quirk?” Bakugou asked in confusion.
“You’ll find out soon, Cutie.”
“Whatever you say, Princess.” He replied back.
It was safe to say the new nickname left you in shock with some blush and you noticed everyone stopped eating to look at you both.
“........huh?!” The group simultaneously said with blank and confused faces as Bakugou yelled at them saying they heard nothing.
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The next day the students met up with Mr. Aizawa wearing any comfortable gym/fighting attire. Instead of meeting at Gym Gamma, the teacher took his students out to the Sports Festival Areana. The students all buzzed with excitement, most only wanting to know the new student’s quirk and fight style.
“Okay, today we’ll be doing sparring matches. We’ve paired you all up based on skill level and experience. One battle at a time. Whoever makes it to the top 3, those students are excused from classes tomorrow. Get warmed up, take your seats, and I’ll call up the first two fighters.” Mr. Aizawa spoke.
The students were ready. Everyone was, but no one was prepared for you. They never saw your fight style, never saw you use your quirk for battle, never even saw you pick a fight. This’ll be interesting.
“Okay bud, since it’s a 1v1, you’re benched.” You spoke to Rumor. He whined at the fact that he wouldn’t be getting any action but nonetheless, listened to his best friend. “Oh don’t give me that sass, why don’t you go talk to Kirishima or Bakugou while I’m in battle. Fair?” Rumor huffed at you, but you took it as compliance.
“Hey, Princess.”
You turned to who called you and saw Bakugou and what appeared to be his little posse following him. It consisted of Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, and Mina.
“Oh hey guys. What’s up?” You asked.
“We’re all pumped up to see your quirk! Those tricks you did during dinner last night had us all coming up with ideas on what it could be.” Mina squealed. “I guessed substance manipulation.”
“Telekinesis,” Kirishima said
“Weather powers,” Sero guessed
“Food control!” Kaminari answered. Oh what a piece of work that one is. Everyone looked at the fool with raised brows.
“Heh...guess not.” The goofy boy said with a scratch to his head. You all laughed and you looked towards Bakugou waiting for him to answer.
“Well..what’s your guess, Cutie?” You looked towards Bakugou as he just stared at you.
“Elements,” he said calmly. That shocked you. Who knew someone was gonna guess. Well, he was still wrong considering it wasn’t really a quirk but yeah.
“Just a guess. I’ll figure it out once I see you fight.” He added on.
“Oh yeah! Mr. Aizawa pairs us up based on skill level and experience! We’ll get to know more about how you fight based on your partner.” Mina said.
As the group continued talking, Mr. Aizawa finally came to speak up.
“Okay, listen up. I’m sure you’re all curious as to what L/N is able to do, so our first match we’ll be L/N vs. Todoroki.” Everyone had their jaws drop. Shoto Todoroki?!? He was one of the top students in the class in both intelligence and physical skill. He is an excellent fight with a powerful quirk. How the hell are you supposed to win. You only smirked and walked up to the fighting area. As you walked, a pair of red eyes followed you.
‘What the hell can this chick do?’ Bakugou thought to himself.
As you and Todoroki met in the middle facing each other with Mr. Aizawa in between you both, he spoke up.
“Okay, here are the rules......there are none. The match will begin when you hear the buzzer go off. You’ll hear 3 beeps then a ring, then you can spar. You can use your quirk at any level, do whatever you may please, do whatever it takes to win. The match stops when one of you falls off the square or is knocked out and unable to continue fighting. Understand?” He said while looking at both of you and speaking loud enough for everyone to hear. You both nodded your heads but Mr. Aizawa looked at you with a more stern stare.
“Do you understand, Y/N?” He asked once more. You nodded your head and waited for him to start the match. He walked off the field and went to sit with the class. They all stared in anticipation. Bakugou focused his eyes on you.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Ring!
At the first second, Todoroki used his left side to throw some fire your way. At the sight of the burning flames you only smirked and extended your hand. Everyone watched you do, what they thought was, nothing. They only saw you stand there.
“Y/N DO SOMETHING!” Bakugou screamed in fear of you getting hurt.
When the flames came close enough, you used your fire bending to move them around your body and attack Todoroki. The boy had a quick reaction and sent an ice wall towards you. Perfect. You ran to the ice coming your way and turned it into water, which you used to push back Todoroki, closer to the edge. You sent fire his way and he ran at you, dodging it and attempting to strike you. You flipped away from him. Everyone saw how acrobatic you were. When he came closer once more to punch you, you turned to you side and struck his right shoulder, paralyzing his arm.
Todoroki screamed in shock and pain as he realized he couldn’t feel his arm. He sent more fire to you, in which you used your air bending to put the flames out. You used your earth bending to lift the area that Todoroki was standing on into the air, as he flew through the air, you blasted fire from your feet to get up in the air and blasted him with a gust of wind that knocked him out the area of the square. When he fell to the ground, he hit the field instead of the square, meaning he lost. You fell closer to the concrete but used your fire to slow down before you could crash. Once you landed you looked around for Aizawa.
Beeeeeeeepppppp!!
“That’s the match. L/N wins.” You looked around and everyone still sat in shock. Nobody even clapped. They just looked so....impressed? Kaminari was in the middle of petting Rumor and when he stopped, Rumor noticed the match was over and saw you standing. He howled to cheer for you as everyone ran down to say something. As the crowd came up to you, you were hit with compliments.
As the class continued to hype you up, you saw how Bakugou still just stared at you. You walked over to him.
“Impressed?” You asked.
“......you’re good.” Bakugou still said in slight shock. You only laughed at his answer. You knew he thought more, but you weren’t gonna push him. Every one saw Todoroki get up and limp towards you.
“L/N....that was a great fight. You’re incredibly skilled.” He complimented.
“Thank you Todoroki. And please, I told you to call me Y/N.” You kindly said
“Right, of course...ah.” He hissed in pain. You felt bad for how hard you went on him.
“Here..let me just,” you took the moisture in the air and took water out of it. You used it to heal up Todoroki’s injuries and soothe his pain. “Feel better?”
“Very much, yes. Thank you.” He said.
“No problem, but your arm is a different story. I temporarily paralyzed it with my dim mak fighting style. It’ll take some minutes for it to come back fully.” You explained.
“Okay. That was really impressive. I had no idea there was a fighter like you.” He said once again.
“Whats dim mak?” Kirishima asked.
“It’s the fighting style I use. It’s attacks a person’s pressure points with quick and sharp jabs. It paralyzes a person or just a limb for a good hour depending on how hard I hit.” You replied.
“Pressure points?” Kaminari asked.
“They’re the parts in your body where you’re sensitive and can be detained when they’re hit. With that, it means I know the human body like the back of my hand. Thanks to that I’ve come up with a skill called Chi Blocking.” You explained.
“What’s that?” Mina asked.
“Something you’ll all find out about the next time Y/N fights. Until then, let’s have Todoroki get to recovery girl and let’s continue the matches.” Aizawa said. As everyone went to their seat and Aizawa called up Iida and Aoyama, Bakugou asked you a few questions.
“What the fuck was that?!” He asked.
“What?” You giggled.
“The fucking fire, and the wind, and you moved rocks and you turned his ice into water!!” He spasmed out.
“Uh huh...” you said with a smile and raised brow.
“A-and the flips! You flip and did a bunch of acrobatic tricks, and the jabs, the “dim mak,” it was- I was- it was-.......HUH” he exclaimed.
“Not like Bakugou to freak out over a fight like that. What happened to Mr. Cool Guy?” Denki said.
“You shut your mouth, Sparky!” Bakugou threatened. “Look, all I’m tryna ask is..how and when did you learn all of this? Your quirk is crazy OP, and your fighter skill is insane! Appreciate that bullshit cuz I don’t say shit like that often.”
You just laughed and sighed. You weren’t sure how to answer his question. “Umm,” you started “I don’t really know...I just-“ you were cut off by a mouse. Principle Nezu, you remembered him.
“Mr. Aizawa?” The peppy mouse asked.
“Yes?” Aizawa replied.
“May I speak with you? Concerning your new student and her transfers. There’s been a few complications with her paperwork that need to be solved.” He politely asked.
“Yes, I understand sir. Class, free day. Head back to your dorms but be sure to get in an hour and a half of training today. That’ll be all. Dismissed.” The pro said as he followed the principle. As students gathered to leave and head back to the dormitory, Bakugou stopped you.
“Hey, wait. You still gotta tell me how you learned all this, Princess.” He said.
“What’s there to say?” You awkwardly laughed out. “Uh..I discovered my...quirk.. while doing some work-“
“Work as a child?” Bakugou asked.
“Sorta. I discovered it there and then..I met someone who trained me how to fight like that.” You explained.
“Your parents must be really proud.” Bakugou slightly smiled.
“Umm..yeah, I bet they are.” You said kind of skiddish.
“I can imagine the look on their faces when they saw the pretty impressive quirk you got. My parents were pretty shocked too with mine.” He added on.
“Oh really? You can imagine their faces?” You laughed out nervously. ‘I sure can’t,’ you thought to yourself.
“I mean yeah. Parents usually....” you drowned him out. Parents...parents...parents...PARENTS. You snapped.
“Bakugou!” You said with tone. “I don’t have or know my parents....” you said as he stopped talking and dropped his jaw to the ground. Before he could say anything, you bit your lips, called Rumor to go, and left, leaving Bakugou in regret.
As you ran with slight tears in your eyes, you told Rumor to change into a giant wolf. He shifted and you hopped on him.
“Let’s go to the spot, Rumor.” You said as he took off.
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When Rumor arrived at ‘The Spot’ you settled. The spot was beautiful. Tall trees, beautiful plants, plenty of adorable creatures, and a gorgeous pond right in the middle of it all. You layed against a tree as Rumor placed you down so you could stop your tears and he transformed back into his wolf-dog form and cuddled up against you.
“No parents...” you said aloud. Although sad you never really got to experience or meet your parents or what it’s like to have them or a family, you were conflicted. Yes it was sad not having parents or a family, but you never had one so it’s hard to tell how you feel about the topic. As the thoughts ran through your mind, your eyes glowed a bright white and when you opened them, you weren’t at the spot anymore.
“Hello....?” You said as you looked around. “Helloooo...?? Anyone there?”
“Welcome back to the spirit world, Y/N.” When you turned to your side, you were in awe.
“Avatar Korra!” You bowed to show respect but then went to hug your spiritual mentor. She embraced you with wide arms. She’s always been the friendly, open, optimistic type. “What am I doing here, Korra?”
“Why do you think you’re here, Y/N?” She said with a sly smile and hands on her hips, but beaming eyes.
“My parents?” You questioned but she only shook her head.
“Your path.” Korra stated.
“My path?” You asked.
“Yes. Or more so, the path you choose.” She corrected.
“I don’t understand.” You said.
As Korra continued to smile at you, you both stood still as the world shifted. You looked around and saw the LOV hideout.
“The league? I don’t understand, what does my path have to do with them?” You questioned, but before she said anything, the world shifted once more and you were infront of UA’s building.
“The school?....Oh, this isn’t some typa light and dark thing, is it?” You asked Korra.
“It is.” She replied back.
“Ugghhhh, we’ve been through this. I’m a bad person. I could never fit in with those goodie two shoes! I’m a member of the league of villains! Not heroes. My path is the darkness.” You stated.
“Is it? You weren’t born into darkness.” Korra said.
“What?....”
“Y/N, you’re not a bad person. Your a villain because of survival. That’s the life that you know. That’s the life that you were kidnapped into.” Korra began.
“Yeah but-“
“But nothing. You know in your heart you would much rather be a hero than some low life villain!” Korra exclaimed.
“No I couldn’t. They’re too good. I could never be that great. Hell, I’m on a plan to take down UA right now!” You said.
“And are you doing that because you want to? Or is it because you think the league is gonna torture you any less if you succeed......you don’t wanna take down the heroes. You wanna be like them.”
“I don’t.”
“You do.”
“I can’t!”
“But you can. You can be all these amazing things, but you’re just on the wrong path with the wrong people. All you have to do is make the choice to leave them. You want to be good, Y/N. It’s in your nature. You’re the avatar after all. It’s your destiny to bring peace to the world.”
Once Korra had said that, a flash came and you were back in the spot. You gasped as you returned and shook your head. You saw it had gotten dark now and figured it was best if you headed back. You woke up Rumor and asked him to become a giant wolf again. He shifted and brought you back to UA. Along the walk, you couldn’t help but think back to what Korra said.
“My path......light or dark...” you looked down at your palms and squeezed them shut in frustration. You huffed and looked ahead, and saw you arrived at the front of the dorms. Standing there, waiting for you, Mr. Aizawa.
“Welcome back.” He said to you.
“Hi...” you blankly said as you attempted to get past him. However, he stopped you from going in.
“Not so fast, we need to speak first before anything else.” He stated
“What about? Because I’ve had a really long and kinda frustrating day, and I don’t need some bullshit to fuck it up even more. I mean, I’m so aggravated that I-“ a piece of paper dangling in your face shut you up.
“What are those?” You asked the hero.
“Adoption papers. I’m now your legal guardian.” Aizawa stated.
“.........HUHHHHH?!?!???” There was no way this was happening. It couldn’t be. You??? Adopted??? By a pro hero??? One that you almost killed???
“Okay, I’m sorry but I don’t need a guardian. I’ve been by myself, on my own, the second I was born. No family raised me, no motherly figure, no nothing. It’s just been me, the spirits, and the villain who took care of me till I was, what, 5? And then kicked me out and left me stranded. I’ve been surviving on my own for over a decade, I don’t need you to look out for me.” You exclaimed.
“Yeah, don’t worry. I won’t be an annoying parent, I’m just your legal guardian. You’re still underage, meaning you’ll need permission for certain things to continue to move forward.” He explained to you. You thought about it, and damn it, he was right. If you wanted to go about this whole thing the legal way, you’d need this.
“.....Fine. Just don’t tell me what to do dAD,” you sarcastically said.
“I’m your guardian and teacher now, I can tell you whatever I want, brat. Now get inside, you’re past curfew.” He said but you only squinted your eyes at him in disbelief. Did he really give you a curfew?
“Student curfew. You live in the dorms, all students have to be in this building by 10:30,” he explained. You just scoffed and went inside with Rumor.
“Guess I have a dad now, Rumor.” You sighed. You never had a father before. It warmed your heart a little, but then you remembered he wasn’t really your dad. Just a guardian. As you walked into the common area, you saw the lights were out. The students must’ve been in their dorms. You walked to the kitchen to grab a snack before heading to bed but you saw Bakugou sitting there with a water bottle in hand. He seemed kinda bummed out. You cleared your voice to get his attention and when he looked up at you, you told Rumor to head to the room.
“Y-Y/N! Hey!..” he said to you.
“Heh..hi Bakugou...Umm..I’m sorry about the whole..running away thing. I just needed to clear my head a little.” You said as you took the seat next to him.
“No, don’t apologize. I’m.....i-.....I’m sorry for pushing you about the whole parent thing. I didn’t know.” He apologized. You only shook your head and stared at your hands before speaking up.
“It’s fine. How could you know? After all, I’ve only been here for 2 days. Besides, you didn’t really upset me, it’s just..I feel kinda outta place when the parent topic comes up. Guess I just freaked out,” you saw the look on his face. Disappointment. Is he that upset that hurt you? Or at least thought he did? “B-but don’t worry! I’m fine! For real! I���ve been parent-less for almost my entire life so it doesn’t sting like that. Hehe..wow Umm. Depressing. You know I feel like I’m rambling, am I rambling? Should I stop? I think I should shut up, or maybe I’m just gonna go now that I-“ Bakugou placed his hand on yours which shut you up real quick. You looked up at his face as he stared into your eyes.
“You can talk to me about it you know. It’s clear you wanna get some things off your chest and I’m really interested in you.” You raised your brow at that last sentence. He realized what he said and quickly tried to correct himself.
“I mean- uh- not like that, or um it could be like that! It could be, if you’re cool with that. But it’s not, or maybe, i don’t know, it’s not it’s, I was, it was, I- yeah I’m gonna stop talking now.” He cleared his throat at the end of that, settling down. You giggled and reassured him.
“No, no it’s fine. I really don’t mind. Umm, what do you wanna know. I’m fine with sharing anything.” You said.
“Okay, let’s just continue with this parent topic then....how were you raised?” He asked. This scared you. You had to be real careful with your choice of words or else your cover would be blown.
“Okay, let’s see. I was born in a place-“
“Oh really?” He teased.
“Shuddup,” you laughed and playfully hit his shoulder.
“And that place was..very private. Very unknown, but my parents Umm, i don’t really know what happened to them. The earliest thing I can remember is that..someone found me and told me my parents were gone, they weren’t my real family, they just took me in because they couldn’t let a baby die, and raised me till I was 5.” You said.
“And then?” He asked.
“You sure? It just goes down hill from here.” You warned. But he only nodded and asked for you to continue. You looked at your hands in your lap before continuing.
“I was kicked out. Left on the streets. I slept on park benches, in alleyway tunnels, on rooftops of buildings. I pawned for food and..” you didn’t know if you should admit the next part. But Bakugou held onto your hand and asked for more.
“And then?” He questioned.
“.....I did what I had to do to survive. I committed crimes, but I had to live. I was just a child and didn’t know what to do. If you look at me any different for what I did though, I won’t judge you.” You said. He squeezed your hand almost as if he was telling you he understood. He nodded and pleaded for more.
“After 2 years on the streets, a cult found me. An evil and dark cult. They used their quirks to torture people they kidnapped and made them slaves to create weapons. They kept us in cells and chains, working 24/7. It was there that I learned of my abilities. I found out I could control the 4 elements and their sub-elements. There, I also met a master. He was old and couldn’t fight anymore, but he saw the potential in me and taught me dim mak in the shadows. After a year of being enslaved there and secretly training, these people (the LOV) came in and killed the cult members and stole some of their weapons and destroyed the rest. Once I saw them taking down those horrible people, I used my abilities and they saw. I guess I impressed them and they recruited me to join their little family. I’ve been with them ever since. But then I met Mr. Aizawa and he asked me to join UA. Since the group I joined wasn’t really family, I didn’t need their permission. They were more like friends and they were even the ones who pushed me to come here.” You finished up your little story and saw Bakugou looked at you with worry in his eyes.
“And now I’m here! Sitting in a dim kitchen at UA with a cute boy at 11:00 p.m.” you said trying to cheer up the mood. “Bakugou...”
“You’re not..affected? By everything you’ve been through?”
“You don’t have to feel bad!”
“But I do! You’re here! You’re not...”
“Dead?” You teased.
“Basically!” You laughed at that.
“Y/N, I’m serious!” Bakugou tried to say.
“And so am I! You don’t have to be upset. I value everything I went through, all the good and bad.” You explained.
“Why?” He asked.
“Because it made me the kickass baddie that I am today!” You said flipping your hair and laughing. “Seriously though! Everything I went through made me who I am. It’s made me stronger, more independent. It lets me know I can handle myself. So I’m good, you don’t have to worry.” You said grabbing onto his hand again and reassuring him. He used his thumb to rub at your hand and enjoy the feeling.
“You are...probably the strongest person I’ve ever met.” He said calmly with a small SMALL smile on his face as he looked at you.
“I’ll also bet that I’m also the only “criminal” that you look like you wanna kiss.” You playfully said.
“Maybe I do...” he said with a smirk and soft voice as he leaned in closer.
“And maybe I’ll let you..” you said as you leaned in. As you two got closer and closer, your eyes filled with daze and the world around you two fell apart. It was just you and him in that moment. Until it was ruined. Just as your lips were about to touch, Mr. Aizawa came in.
“Hey!” He shouted
“GAH!” You both screamed and jumped away from each other with a blush adoring both your faces. Aizawa walked up to both of you, shoving the adoption papers in bakugou’s face.
“No smooching with my newly adopted daughter!” He said with a stern voice.
“I’m not your daughter! You’re just my guardian and it only happened like a few hours ago!” You stated.
“You can’t tell me who I can and can’t kiss, old man.” Bakugou said.
“Listen you little punk! I outta...” then Bakugou and your teacher were now going at it, yelling over each other and saying whatever, completely leaving you outta the conversation. You let out a little gust of wind to shut them up and get their attention.
“Okay, it’s late, tomorrow is Saturday, so you two won’t have to see each other, MAYBE, for 2 days. Can we just let this whole thing cool over?” You asked.
“We can, I’m just annoyed at the fact that this dynamite stick was gonna steal my daughter away from me!” Aizawa complained.
“I wasn’t stealing her, I was-“
“STOLEEEEEEE” Aizawa corrected and Bakugou just sucked his teeth and looked around.
“Whatever, can we just let it go?” You asked again. They nodded and you all went your separate way. Except for the fact that once Aizawa was outta sight, Bakugou went running right back to you and walked you to your dorm.
“Sooo..about that kiss.” Bakugou said. You just giggled and opened the door to your room.
“Goodnight, Bakugou,” you said but as you were about to walk in, he said something else.
“Katsuki.”
“Huh?” You said looking back at him.
“Katsuki. It’s my name. You can call me Katsuki.” He explained.
“Wow, trust me that much?” You teased.
“You trusted me enough to open up, this is the least I could do.” He said. You smiled and corrected yourself.
“Okay then...goodnight, Katsuki.” You said smiling. He pulled you in by your waists and held you close as he placed a soft kiss to your cheek.
“Goodnight, Princess.” He said and walked off.
A/N: Ok Cubs! That was the second part and in here we got to see the spirit world! We’re intorduced to Avatar Korra and we’ve discovered Y/N is the present avatar! How do we feel about this? Good? Bad? Let me know!!! I hope your enjoying the story so far. I know it’s kinda weird and all outta disorder but this is my personal day dream that I wanna bring to life that I’m hoping some of you enjoy. It’s just a jumble of avatar elements with a BNHA/MHA base. Please be patient with me! I know this is a Bakugou x Reader fic but it is also a story. It’s gonna grow and build and once we establish the basics, more Bakugou x Reader issues will show up along the way! I hope you’ve liked it so far! See you next time! 💗🧸
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dawnsy · 3 years
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Have some nice autumn Marcanne UwU
Fall is my favorite season and I just had to write some amphibia stuff about it so here's a relatively short little writing about Marcy and Anne climbing an oak tree on a nice autumn evening.
(Also I barely did any editing so sorry if its not the best)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~You'd think that with how clumsy Marcy is, and how easily she trips over thin air, that she wouldn't do well in high places. But there was always something different about trees.
Marcy never fell out of trees for some strange unexplained reason. Marcy was familiar with climbing up long smooth branches, so much it was almost instinct climbing up the large oak tree. Marcy trusted the tree and all its twigs and branches, she knew them and knew they wouldn't let her fall, and she never did. When Marcy was growing up she never had a great home life, her parents never provided her safety or comfort and more often than not only caused her stress and anxiety. Marcy never felt at home at her house, she felt trapped. Within the walls there was no escape from the constant judgement of her parents and their comments about how she should be studying, working harder, not wasting her time with ridiculous fantasys. Marcy always needed to escape from her parents and all their high expectations. Luckily in a small park only a short walk from her house there was a huge oak tree. This tree wasent the biggest tree in the world but it was decent sized and the branches reached far outwards from the trunk. The park was usually empty, since it wasn't very big but it was mostly just trees and fields, the great oak sat near the edge of the park that looked over the city. a large fence kept everyone away from the cliff side that was more of a downward slope scattered with random bushes and foliage that eventually led to neighborhoods of houses below. From a young age Marcy started climbing that tree almost every single day, she would spend hours up in the branches listening to music or reading an interesting book. Her favorite thing was to watch the sun set at the very  top of the tree, from there you could see over various surrounding houses and gaze upon the distant city outline against the setting sun. It was a sight Marcy had seen many times before yet it never failed to amaze her.
    This time was different though, Marcy wasn't alone.
    "Are you sure about this Marcy? It seems kinda…. high." Anne called from below as Marcy scrambled onto the second lowest branch and turned to look at the brown haired girl  looking up at the tree with a worried expression. She was kinda beautiful just standing there the warm glow of the setting sun, the golden beams lighted her features and made her eyes shine brightly. Her hands were inside her hoodie pocket, she stood on the leaf littered ground, her black hoodie really standing out against the browns and oranges of the leaf litter, but her chocolate brown hair seemed almost invisible. "Come on Anne, I've done this hundreds of times.." Marcy grabbed a nearby branch without even looking at it as if she had every branch memorized, and extended her other hand below her towards Anne "just trust me." Marcy said. Anne looked at her friend's hand, unease rising in her throat at the thought of falling from the high branches. Her gaze wandered to Marcy's face. She gave Anne a sweet and reassuring smile, her cheeks lightly blushed against the chilling autumn air. Anne smiled back feeling a pang of longing in her heart making her head spin for a moment as she grasped her friend's hand and used it as support as she pulled herself onto the first branch. It was a good thing Anne was so fit from playing tennis cause pulling her whole body weight up onto the branch was actually quite difficult, so much so she wondered how the heck Marcy managed it. Marcy released Annes hand as Anne hung her legs over the edge of the branch and grabbed another above her with her now free hand. She hated the weird hurt that stung in her heart as Marcy climbed away, but it only motivated Anne to keep climbing. 
    Marcy honestly looked like a professional athlete climbing that tree. While Anne was constantly struggling to find good footing or climb onto the next branch Marcy was moving with a graceful almost majestic ease as she moved from branch to branch in seconds. While Anne was only about 5 branches up Marcy had already just about reached the top, or Anne assumed she had, she couldn't really see her friend through all the different branches and leaves surrounding her.
    By the time Anne reached the top she was panting like a dog. Despite the cold air Annes body burned with heat and her arms stung from all the times she had to pull her whole body onto a branch just using her arms. As Anne stuck her head out of the thick top layer of leaves she fought to catch her breath, she could feel a variety of leaves and twigs tangled in her hair and her palm was scraped from the ragged branches. It took Anne a second to look up after emerging from the top of the tree, but as her eyes wandered up towards the light of the sun as it set over the horizon beyond the silhouette of the bustling city in the distance Anne couldn't help but let out a small gasp as she stared in awe at the view. "Amazing, right?" Anne jumped a bit hearing a voice and looked over at Marcy who was sitting nearby, the top of her body sticking out of the leaves as she gazed into the distance. Anne nodded and Marcys eyes came down to meet hers, marcy moved her arm and patted what Anne was assuming a large branch below the leaves right beside where she sat. Anne carefully climbed over to her and sat on a large branch that stretched out right below the thicket of golden leaves. Anne could feel the warmth radiating from Marcys body only an inch away from Annes own and she suddenly forgot about the frosty chill that filled the air. "I love it up here, it's like a whole other world." Marcy said her words seemed to carry into the small breeze that began to blow through Annes hair. Anne wasn't looking at the view anymore, she was looking at something much more beautiful. Marcy sat there, her face outlined by the golden light, her brown eyes shining in such a way they looked like they were glowing brighter than the sun itself. Anne let out a small sigh that came out into a warm puff slightly visible in the cold air as she pulled her knees up to her chest and folded her arms above them tucking her chin inbetween her folded arms as she followed Marcy's gaze back out towards the view. Marcy was right, it was like its own little world. The leaves looked like solid ground as if you could walk right on them, like you could build a small house on the tree top and wake up each morning and gaze upon the morning sun shining through your window. Anne let her mind drift into delicate fantasies of waking up in that house with Marcy each morning, hearing the birds chirp, feeling the nice cool breeze through a open window and looking out at the city like it's another universe that could never reach them, nobody could bother them, just her and Marcy there forever.
    Anne was torn from her fantasies by Marcys weight pressing against her side, She glanced over at her friend who sat with a warm smile and half closed eyes as she leaned against Annes shoulder. She looked so peaceful like she could fall asleep, she stared out at the view while she fiddled with something in her hand. Anne peered down squinting against the bright sun trying to see what Marcy was holding. Marcy's small hand was curled around a small brown acorn that she rubbed and slid around her fingers mindlessly. Marcy had always found comfort in textures, and the soft yet solid and smooth shell of the acorn felt nice in her hand. Anne smiled fondly at the small motions, she had always found Marcys little fidgets to be the most adorable thing in the world. But as the acorn slid through her hand it slipped in between her fingers and despite Annes quick reflexes trying to catch it the acorn fell down through the leaves, hitting a few branches as it fell out of sight. Marcy looked down at it for a second then let out a little whimper of disappointment. Despite the acorn's absence her hand continued to move making a claw and then flattening back out into an open hand over and over as if she was squeezing something. Anne gazed at it for a moment then as her hand opened up Anne moved her own hand quickly over to it and befor Marcy could react her hand formed a claw again making her fingers curl around Annes. As their fingers intertwined Marcy looked at them for a second a look of surprise on her face with a hint of a pink blush, but Anne was unsure if it was from the sudden gesture or the cold air. Marcy looked up at Anne and locked eyes with her staring for a moment with a look of awe before softening to a sweet smile. Anne felt a glow in her chest as her heart raced and her face warmed with a blush of its own.Marcy began to move her fingertips slightly rubbing them back and forth against Annes hand, the new texture was warm and soft with a bit of roughness but it was much more comforting than a random acorn. Their hands still intertwined, Anne and Marcy shifted closer together, a blazing ball of warmth against the cold air. Marcy rested her head on Annes shoulder and Anne rested her head on top of Marcy's. The other girl's breath blew warmth across her neck as she sat their head tucked perfectly beneath Annes own.They watched the sunset until the stars began to appear against a dark sky. but neither made any attempt to leave. They sat there in warm silence treasuring this moment where they could be one without having to worry about anything else in the universe. And they didn't need a house, they didn't need a world separate from this one. They just needed each other, and that's what they had.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Almost all of that was based on personal experience btw.
also I cant fricken wait Amphibia season 3 is only one week away ahhhhhh
Alright thats all bye bye now :3
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aka-a-shii · 3 years
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Day Out || Akaashi K.
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Akaashi x F!Reader
genre: fluff
warnings: nothing just fluffiness :3
a/n: i am so sorry that this took so long ㅠㅠㅠㅠ i had been caught up with work and studying but here’s the last piece for the Oya Oya Dads Squad. i hope you love and enjoy this one.. thank you for your patience! 😘
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the sun rays peeked through the blinds illuminating Akaashi’s peaceful sleeping face, you slowly bent over to his side and planted a soft kiss onto his cheek.
“wake up, sleepyhead”
Akaashi groaned in response as his eyes started to flutter open. he squints his eyes as the sunlight reflected on his gunmetal blue orbs.
“good morning, angel.” he greeted huskily as sleep still evident in his voice.
you gently press a kiss on his lips as he smiled thru the kiss.
“why are you still here? isn’t your appointment by 9am?” he inquired when he pulled away as his eyes landed on the clock at the bedside table indicating its already 8:30am.
you smiled at him. “Keita was kinda cranky when he woke up earlier so i had to tuck him back to bed again.”
he got up from the bed and wrapped his arms around you, his hands resting on your baby bump.
“you should go now or you will be late.” he stated. you gently placed your hand above his as you reached your free hand to ruffle his hair.
“will you be okay without me?” you asked.
he tightened his hold onto you and nuzzled his face onto the crook of your neck. “of course, princess. so don’t worry and just relax.” Akaashi reassures you.
he walks you to the front door and with a final hug and a gentle kiss on your lips, you left for your appointment.
Akaashi then trotted towards the kitchen to make breakfast for him and keita, he wore his midnight blue apron and reached for the ingredients from the pantry.
he was mixing the batter when he heard little padding of footsteps towards the kitchen, when he turned around, he saw his 4y/o toddler clutching his owl blankie on one hand and his owl plushie on the other.
“good morning, bud! you hungry?” he greets his son.
Keita gently nodded as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. “where’s mommy?” he asked.
“mommy went out to see the doctor.” Akaashi replied as he mixed the batter. he was then responded with silence and when he turned to face his son, he was met by keita’s glassy eyes.
“i-is mommy sick?” his voice almost cracking. Akaashi then turned the stove off and rushed towards the boy and scooped him up. “sshhh don’t cry.” he wiped the tears on his son’s cheek. “mommy is not sick, okay? she just went for a check up to see if the baby is growing healthy in her tummy.” he shushed his son.
“m-mommy and the b-baby will be o-okay?” he sniffled against his dad’s chest. “yes of course! mommy and baby are strong.” Akaashi reassures him.
once he had calmed down, he placed him on his chair and ruffled his hair. “why don’t we eat breakfast first then we’ll go meet mommy later?” Keita nodded enthusiastically in response as Akaashi went back to finishing the pancakes.
they happily munched on their breakfast, basking with each other’s presence as they planned their trip for later. Keita being excited to go out on a day-out with his dad after so long.
Keita was Akaashi’s pride and joy. he was so ecstatic when you came home one day with the news of being pregnant with your first child. as keita grew, Akaashi had already thought about having a second child which is why baby number two is on its way. Akaashi himself knew that being an only child is somewhat lonely and he doesn’t want Keita to feel the same as he grow older.
after getting ready, Akaashi finally adjusted Keita’s owl hat and headed out of your humble abode.
“where do you wanna go first?” Akaashi asked as he placed Keita on the car seat at the back of his car.
your son looked so enthralled as he spoke with enthusiasm. “bookstore!”
Akaashi lets out a chuckle and ruffle his son’s hair. “okay buddy.”
the drive to the bookstore was short yet the father and son duo enjoyed every bit of it. and as Akaashi led his son inside, he didn’t missed how sparkles on Keita’s eyes glistened at awe. “daddy! books! lots of them!” he excitedly grabbed his father’s sleeve as he pulled him to the children’s books section.
Keita got his love for books from Akaashi and its not the only thing he got from him. he was exactly the splitting image of Akaashi Keiji, from the gunmetal blue eyes, to the messy jet black hair and even the little mannerism of fidgeting his fingers when anxious. all good genes inherited from Akaashi.
they stopped in front of one of the bookshelves and keita took a book. he showed it to his dad with stars emitting from his eyes that definitely matches his dad’s. “do you want to get that one?” Akaashi asked and Keita nods furiously. “don’t you want more?” he added and keita just shook his head and gazed on the book he’s holding. “i just want this one daddy!” he beamed. the book keita took was a picture book of “The Little Prince”, you personal favorite. and at an early age, Keita had begun reading as one of his past time activities. you would tell him the story from hours to end and it never fails to amaze him. which is why he grew to love the story of “The Little Prince” as well.
as soon as Akaashi took the book, they roamed each aisle in the bookstore, scanning some new releases that might caught your husband’s liking. and when he found a book they went to the cashier and paid for their purchase. the old lady behind the cashier took notice that Akaashi brought his son. “he looks exactly just like you.” she commented and handed him their books. “he surely does!” he replied with a big smile on his face and took their books. the both of them bid their goodbyes to the old lady and headed to their final stop to meet you.
its was a warm and cozy cafe where you and Akaashi had your first date during highschool. the place held so many memories with you and your husband, and now with your little family. they settled on a booth near the window where your regular spot is. Akaashi sipping his coffee as Keita downed his blueberry crepes. the chiming bells caught their attention as you made your way into the cafe. waddling with your 5-month belly to their booth, Akaashi immediately stood up and guided you, placing a kiss on top of your head. “how was the check up?” he inquired and sat you on the chair besides his. “the doctor said she’s growing healthy and we have nothing to worry about.” you reached for Keita’s hair and ruffled it. “she also said that i just need to continue taking the supplements for the both of us.”
Akaashi smiled at that. “that’s good to hear.” and he rubbed your belly gently. turning your attention to your son, you asked him how his day went with his dad. “daddy bought me a book! let’s read it when we get home mommy!” he excitedly stated. “read it to me and my baby sister!” and that made the baby girl in your tummy to kick which made you jolt for a second. Akaashi noticed this and asked you if you’re okay. “the baby kicked!” you said and immediately the worry washing away from your husband’s handsome face. Keita jumped out from his seat and rushed towards you. “mommy are you okay?” concern all over his face. you reassured him you were and that his sister just moved in your tummy.
you gently reached for his tiny hand and placed it on your belly where his baby sisster kicked. and with that, the baby in you kicked again and Keita definitely felt it on how his eyes widened as a big smile plastered over his face. “the baby is moving!” he exclaimed. which made you and Akaashi to laugh.
Akaashi stood up and volunteered to order for you, while you and Keita stayed and continued to talk about their trip to the bookstore. Keta told you about the nice old lady back there who was so nice to him and how he is really excited to read the book with you when you get home. despite being the splitting image of your husband, Keita’s personality was more like you, bright and jolly, but sometimes he also act like his father which makes him a mixture of you both.
Akaashi approaches your booth with a tray in his hands, a cup of chai tea and a slice of blueberry cheesecake just like you wanted. you muttered a thanks as he slides back to his his seat enjoying the company of his two most favorite persons in the world. a smile grazing his handsome features as he gazed lovingly at the two of you, slowly he reached for your and gently stroke the wedding band adorning your finger. oh how lucky he was to be your husband he thought, and he can’t help the swelling of his when you locked eyes with him and smiled back at him. he would never exchange anything in this world for what he has now and what the future holds for him and his little family.
Akaashi mouthed a soft “i love you” and held your hand tighter, reciprocating his gestture, you then gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“i love you too.”
you and Keita is his universe that he’s ever grateful to have.
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organic-guacamole · 3 years
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episode 209 spoilers below
I'm so late today but here it is
I love EJ, he's finally learning to be happy. I'm so proud.
Ms Jenn = every boomer during zoom calls, like jeez yes we can hear you stop shouting at me.
LOVE THE SUBTLE JOKE ABOUT QUARANTINE "these dark times" "you mean spring break?"
ah yes, remember when we thought covid was just gonna give us a longer spring break? good times
SEBLOS
damn the passive aggressiveness from Carlos and the absolutely over it tone from seb✋
CASWELL COUSINS!!!!! THEY'RE THE BEST!!!!
we needed more if this kind of goofiness for the first part of season 2 that only such an iconic duo can provide.
old old movies-
is it even that old, or is Nini being a gen alpha rn-
i choose to imagine EJ being scared of the movie and hiding in Ashlyn's shoulder while she keeps a straight face and then EJ pretending to be tough afterwards
aww redlyn are soulmates.... yknow, if gingers had souls
(please ignore me)
y'all saw how EJ's face *lit up* when Gina logged on? how dare you tell me he doesn't like her
ofc she's no damsel in distress, she's Gina porter, she's amazing.
so do we think she'd be the type to just glare at suspicious people? or bark at them
do they not know that Rini broke up? or is Ms Jenn just wanting Nini to suffer through her heartbreak to make her a better actress....
speaking of, why is Nini in the call? she's not in the show anymore. Unless she is, even after the rose and the song got cut, which would be so unfair to all those that auditioned properly before she even came back but whatever, she's the main character I get it 🙄
big red is a hero honestly, Nini better thank him for changing the subject like that
I can't-
i won't work you over the break-
this woman would 100% work her kids 24/7 if it was legal and idk how to feel about it.
YES GINA USE THAT CHARM
QUEEN
FRENCH QUEEN
SHE LEARNT FROM THE BEST (antoine obvi)
smh the airport lady, eavesdropping on Gina's call.
The way she was so happy to answer EJ's call, "eej"
I love them your honour.
EJ WITH PAINTED NAILS YES PLEASE
great now we need to see Gina, Ashlyn and EJ having a complete spa day and EJ getting really into it and Gina and Ashlyn take pictures of him when he's laying down in a robe with a mask and cucumbers on his eyes.
finally we get to see Gina's side of portwell
the way she considered it as flirting, this is the sign she asked for in episode 6 come onnnnn
no is Asher/jack really doing tiktok dances in an airport-
Ricky is me. I am burrito.
oh Lynne, sweetie, I'm sorry but the blonde hair is not it
is that even the same lady or-
THE BEAN
THE CHICAGO BEAN
THE BIG OLD METAL BEAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY 😭
jetlag is my go to excuse for anything... I haven't travelled in 2 years.
"welcome to the Lynne and Mike gossip show. where we talk about our depressed son that we both neglect in certain ways! And now a word from our sponsor, Nord VPN..."
SO MANY CANDLES
WHAT DEMON IS LYNNE TRYING TO SUMMON IN HIS ROOM-
is Nina becoming social media obsessed EJ from season 1? AND SHE LIED ABOUT HAVING SONGS TOO PLEASE WHY ARW THEY RECYCLING THE SAME PLOT-
Gina smiling at the picture of her family on Instagram makes me so happy, idek why.
EJ's nails are so pretty, we needed to see it more (unless he had it on for the rest of the episode and I just.... didn't notice🧍🏽‍♀️)
oh not the tiktok kid✋
yes ma'am end this strange mans whole tiktok career
sir take a hint and leave
GINA NO DONT SAY YOUR LAST NAME HE COULD BE A HUMAN TRAFFICKER
Ricky, walking in style✨
weird kid, ok then Lynne, can't you see he's this close to the edge?
not all your fault baby Ricky, Nini sucks a bit more
RICKY YOU DIDN'T COME DOWN HARD ON THE SONG-
YOU ASKED WHAT IT WAS ABOUT AND SHE SHUT YOU DOWN-
PLEASE DO NOT BLAME YOURSELF
ok but the deleting comment thing was very bad
still don't know if I like Jack honestly
hmmm so Nini's calling herself Nini instead of Nina in her little egg seat, while trying to write a song without inspiration.... Nini, honey, Ricky was your muse, he inspired you to write all those songs, even if it wasn't good for the relationship.
that doesn't mean you gotta get back with him, or that you can't write a song that not about him butttt it'll take some time
the rainbow sticker in her box and her rainbow shirt-
anyways wbk she's not totally straight
Jack are you a criminal?
quick, Gina, check his ankle for a tracker
THE YES AND PRACTICE STRIKES AGAIN
the way Gina wasn't into it in episode 6 but she's used the technique twice now
stole her grandma's Pomeranian-
Jack where the hell did you pull that out from-
the fake crying killed me, that looks like so much fun though
anyone wanna raid a first class lounge with me?
wait so is jack not gonna go in with her?
wouldn't he go in too? help look for the credit card? SO CONFUSED
the first class lounge guy was so into the drama though, watch his face when they start arguing 😭
sorry to break this to you Kourtney, but you haven't even blocked the second act yet soooo...
take that as you will
I love how all of them are totally dissing the dance off
that's the most realistic part of this show tbh
shouldn't Nini have asked how she knew....since the start? why is the fact that her best friend has knowledge of a North high secret now dawning on her...
Howie is sweet honestly, at least he's trying to help. but I stand with Kourtney, don't take him back just because he sang an amazing song, and is giving you a heads up on what's gonna happen...
KOURTNEY IS ME TRYING TO LEAVE AN ONLINE CLASS
I hate school
ooo Nini's writing a song about bad internet connection 🤩🤩🤩
I never lie, except when I do-
son that is the creepiest thing you could say to a stranger that you've been "helping"
2 truths and a lie👀
he's an Ariana fan 100%
called it.
OLDER BROTHER-
WHAT-
free spirit? damn so brother porter was in that horse movie
so has she been kissed or not?????????
I feel like she's moved more than 15 times though so possibly
but then if she's moved so much, and before east high she never opened up to anyone, she's never been kissed then?? damn
same though Gina so let's be besties please
heartbreak president is a great song title idea, give Nini a call rn
but wait
is the no strings attached feeling thing about her telling Ricky she liked him? she thought she was moving away so she thought it'd be no strings attached???
guys I think I figured it out insert the "I've connected two dots" meme
THE DUKE SWEATSHIRT
IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND'S
OMG I LOVE I LOVE
NOT THAT I KNOW OF???
ma'am did you just kill me
yes you did
Lynne and Ricky have such a weird relationship
YES IT DID SUCK
TODD SUCKS
LYNNE SUCKS
yeah I get that you wanted Ricky to like Todd BUT THAT WASN'T THE TIME
right so we already know that Ricky was so desperate to keep Nini cuz he didn't want to be like his parents, and now Lynne's talking about this-
Richard needs a long hug
yes Lynne, it is your fault. thank you for finally admitting it.
YES DYE YOUR HAIR
BLOND HIGHLIGHTS RICKY WILL RISE AGAIN
"sometimes the best, last thing you can do for someone you love, is let them go."
gotta admit I teared up at that point
not me thinking big red was calling ms Jenn cupcake for a hot second-
Carlos please omg, you're at the "beach" and they're leaving for the pool?
also, why not just do the call from the hotel room please omg
"don't ask me"
"Carlos"
OMG WHAT HAPPENED
big red wants the tea
O M G
SEB IS JEALOUS
JEALOUS SEBBY IS MY FAVOURITE THING IDC
I'm surprised ms Jenn knew how to give Nini permission to screenshare tbh
So lily's been stalking the East high kids and spending time editing this video while she's supposedly in an immersion trip.... right
EJ and Ashlyn's picture is so chaotic, what even is happening there
"slacking off" bestie its spring break, obviously they're confident enough that they'll get it done in time so why not focus on your own musical.
jealous seb = sassy seb
please what if those guys Carlos is posing with are his cousins or something and that's why he's so confused about Seb
6 YEAR OLD EJ I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM
Nini saying she's obsessed with her ex, that's not weird at all 👍
I can just tell Matt had a blast harassing Julia with those puppets.
Jack please dont be like that, "yet"
chances are you'll never see eachother again 🥰
(honestly sometimes I really miss those friends I made on trips and stuff when we'd spend the day or week together, only to never see them again....those were the good days though)
Ashlyn and Nini should write more songs..... something better than this one at least
Nini: "im good"
cue the Tia Mowry (please I can't spell) crying gif
oh I forgot Ricky was in the show for a hot second
1. where did Gina get to film this without people being around
2. did she just... randomly change her clothes???
ok but the transition between Carlos and EJ
*chefs kiss*
now everyone shut up, EJ's singing
oh i think I'm pregnant
HIS MUSCLES
YES KOURTNEY
I love how big red and Kourtney went from being "the best friends™" to the couple in season 1, to kinda close themselves and having their own plots
sebby makes me so happy
props to biggies editing skills honestly
PORTWELL BEING SIDE TO SIDE I CANT
AND SEBLOS OMG
big red lives for the drama
"wow" so true Ricky
no he is not cute, stop it
"holding" ok that's kinda cute
yeah EJ's a lucky guy😌
jokes aside, it's not that hard to exchange numbers-
keep in touch if you want
ok I really like Jack now
if he comes back in season 3, maybe have him be LGBTQ+ ?
like the only out characters they have rn are Seb and Carlos and they're like the sterotypes, yk?
I'd love to see jack kinda break the mold
Ricky's breaking my heart
that song just hurts
the only thing
now I don't hate Lynne????????
HOW DARE THEY WRITE IN A PROPER REDEMPTION ARC FOR HER
UGH IM SUPPOSED TO HATE HER FOREVER
I mean I don't live her now but she's good
but honestly
"mom can I show you something"
IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL
THE PICTURE AND EVERYTHING OMG
I'm sobbing please help
Gina saying she's just waiting for the right guy and then EJ coming to the airport to pick her up late at night without her asking, offering to bring her back in the morning so she won't have to Uber, bringing her a granola bar (WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT SHE FORGOT TO PACK) and without expecting anything in return???
ms ma'am you've got a keeper right there
her smile at the end was so heartwarming I really can't.
this episode was great.
it felt really short but I liked it, great character development for Ricky, Lynne and Gina.
Cant wait for next episode to see more of EJ being the ideal boyfriend /hj
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ushijima x fem!reader x kita | w.c 1.2k
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a/n: omg ok so here’s my fic for the super cool + epic collab for my server ;)) i’m rlly nervous cus i’ve never written a. fic like this so pls don’t be mean!!!! but like pls leave a comment below <333 also don’t forget to follow me (or i’ll BITE U jk xD) omg omg ok and don’t forget to check out the other fics for this super epic hot collab <33333 right here kidnapped by hq !!!!!!
warnings: inane rambling, i literally did not proofread this i would take breaks and start again without checking what i wrote last so it’s defs not coherent
I was just ur every day kind of girl. Nothing special to anyone...not ev en myself. All i knew was wake up, brush my hair (and teeth obvi!!)  and go out and go to university and to my part time job as a waitress ina  diner where not a lot of people would go to. Anway today was one of those boring days, i woke up with my alarm blaring at 6:00 am because i have a class at 8:00 am… it’s my least favorite one too. But yeah so i got up super early and made myself apple cinnamon brown sugar oatmeal and black coffee bc i’m also kinda broke bc i ran away from home bc my parents were those snobby rich people and i didn’t wanty end up like that ya know? i put on a really simple outfit bc i was feeling lazy since i woke up late!
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(we need to bring back sillly bandz! they r so much fun!!) 
So i was walking to my early 8 oclock class all the way on the otherside of campus when suddenly ther e was a frisbee flying right at my face! I tried to dodge it but it still hit me right in the nose and i screamed so loud i didnt hear anything else but me screaming in really loud pain. 
“Are u ok??” i grab my nose in pain but it doesnt rlly feel broken or bleeding so i open my eyes that i didnt evern realized that i had close to see rlly gold eyes staring down at me. I scrunch up my eyebrows bc im confused bc he’s wearing overalls and a straw hat? Did i hit my head or something and am now seeing things?
“I’m ok do i know u?” i ask.. despite him looking weird in his farmer outfit he looked familiar so i had to ask.
“Sometimes i go to the diner u work at after im done at the farm bc there are good mochi waffles (a/n omg wait do they serve mochi waffles at dinners? I’ve only had it from  bakery xD)” he says with a really cool tone. I nod my head bc it makes sense. Before i can say thank you to him for asking how i am doing he grab my hand “please marry meand my cofarmer” 
“W-w-w-what??????” i yell my heart is pounding bc even though he is really super pretty i don’t eevn remember him ever being at the diner and like i remember a lot of my customers faces bc a lot of them come back a lot. 
“Marry us we will make u super happy pls it was love at first sight.” he says confidendtly (sp?) as he holds my hand tighter and tighter.
“I-i-i-i-i-i don’t even know ur name???” i whisper softly under my breath, “HOW can i marry u???”
“Shinsuke…..” a deep voice goes off behind me and i pull my hand out of his hand to look behind me, a big big BIG man stands there also wearing overalls and a straw hat and also a single wheat hanging from his kissable lips.
“Wakatoshi i have found the perfect housewife for us,, i have asked her to marry us.”
“But i’m just a normal girl from a normal world, how can i possible be apart of the world the two of you have made in the farm world?” the offer was amazing, the life of a housewife for these two perfect men that i’ve met by chance.
“She doesn’t havea choice the wedding is tonight ur marrying us.” the man who was called wakatoshi says with a very serious voice and facial expression. before i can ask hes suddenly pulling me to my feet and dragging me away.
“i have class!!” i say in protest as he continues to pull me towards a green tractor.
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“you don’t need education…do you know how to sweep and cook eggs? and maybe make butter?” shinsuke asks following behind as wakatoshi pulls me onto the tractor.
“of course i can make eggs! but why butter?”
“we live on a farm darlin’ ya gotta know how to make butter.” shinsuke says and i nod my head. it makes sense.
“i can’t just leave my life behind tho i’ve gotten this far all by myself” i sigh even tho i’m comfortably sitting in wakatoshis lap i can’t let myself fall victim to their charms!!! i’m independent !!!
“give it up already your ours now…..” wakatoshi says seriously. i pout. he can’t just talk to me like that. i’m not a kid! i go to unverisity and have a job!!! 
“it’s too late ur already wearing the engagement ring” i look down at my hand and gasp to see a beautiful ring on my finger.
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“this cant be real?” i shake my head my head.
“we already have your dress and the venue ready.”
“what?” the big grrrn tractor pulls up to a really pretty outdoor wedding venue. my jaw drops to see my entire family, even my parents waiting.
“go in there” wakatoshi points at a tent and i nod. i walk over and am immediately being changed by two guys who look the same?
“don’t worry we r gay.”
“and twins.”
“but not gay for each other bc that’d be illegal or something  and the author would get Cancelled™” it makes sense. i turn and look in the mirror and i gasp. i look beautiful. i may be an average girl but in this moment my velvet chestnut locks are curled to perfect perfection and the makeup isn’t too much or too little. these gay twins sure worked their magic!
i step out of the tent and look down the aisle to see my two farmer husbands looking handsome as ever (here’s what we look like teehee xD i know we look super cute!!) 
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“y/n, im sorry me and ur moms bitchy richness made u run away but please let me walk u down the aisle on ur wedding day.”
“hello my name is agayshi and i am also gay, and here to officiate your wedding.”
“wait ur gay too?”
“yeah i’m married to that guy over there in the wacky inflatable cars salesman suit but we’re both respectively fucjing one of those gay twins. any way. do you y/n y/m/n y/l/n take shinsuke canonical rice farmer and ushijima farmer au to be your lawfully wedded husbands?”
“i-“ i look between the two men. my dream wedding. my dream men. i look around at all my friends and family. i nod.
“yeah i do.”
“congrats you may kiss the bride” at the same time wakatoshi and shinsuke grab my head and manage to mash all 3 of our mouths together.
i’m just so happy.
….or so i thought.
i woke up, it all turned out to be a dream </3
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(a/n: hey everyone sorry for the sad ending but like...r there rlly happy endings in real life?? soz i just think we need to get more realistic w our fanfics </3)
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