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golden-voices · 4 years

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Jealous Inosuke x reader

Gimme that spicy spicy. Jealous Inosuke x reader, or if you’re not comfy with that, then Giyuu. Like maybe we were at a fair during college or sum (whatever AU) and these guys flirted with reader and they’re like “haha thx” cause they’re oblivious. So they “claim” reader as there in a little hidden section. (So like... semi-public) Im not tryna right the whole plot Im sorry, idk if you want mucho detail or not 🥺🥺 So uh... just public Inosuke or Giyuu x reader basically 🥺

I finished my first request yaaay! But I don’t think that i fulfilled the original request tbh (accidentaly deleted it haHA) :(

Writing this actually was harder than expected, as English is not my first language lol, but I think it turned out well for my first non-school-related writing.

If you got critism oder tips feel free to tell me!

And sorry, I don’t know much about college or what a fair is :’) I hope you still like it.

[Warnings: nsfw, semi-public]

As you were on a mission with the Kamaboko squad and the flame pillar, you happened to get into a festival in a village you were passing by.

The smell of food, people laughing and kids screaming, your friends talking. All of this makes you happy, but seeing your boyfriend having so much fun and tolling around makes this festival unforgettable. But this damn demon... for three weeks you haven't found a trace, except for the remains of his victims. Your thoughts drifted to your mission again and again...

"Where's your mind wandering, (y/n)?" Tanjirou blurted out, pulling you out of your thoughts. Now the others got curious too... great. "Uuh, I just can't get my mind off that demon," Tanjirou slightly furrowed his eyebrows as he began rubbing your shoulder, "We can worry about this tomorrow, but now we should take a break!" he cheered. "Yes (y/n), your face is too pretty to be ruined by sadness!" stated Zenitsu with a dreamy glance in his eyes, his cheeks turning red. As they were going on comforting and complimenting you, you felt an intense glance on you...

"Why won't they stop touching her?!"

Inosuke was furious. His eyebrows were wrinkled and his lips pursed as he was obviously jealous. The green-eyed couldn't hold himself back anymore... "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM, WHY ARE YOU ALL HITTING ON HER?!" He squaled, pulling you out of their range. The attempts to calm him down only made him irritated.

Surprised you were looking at him. You are used to him being impulsive and not able to control his feelings, but something like this?

"Is he.. jealous? That's kinda cute tho,"

You just had to laugh. Inosuke stopped mid-sentence to look at you with a confused expression "Why did you laugh? DO YOU THINK I'M RIDICULOUS, HUH?". Out of consideration for the others, you asked your upset boyfriend to talk about this in a quiet place. But Inosuke didn't want to talk.. he wanted the world to know that you are his. Suddenly he grabbed you and pulled you through the crowd, "OKAY" he yelled, "IF YOU SAY SO".

As soon as you reached a place away from the festive turmoil he threw his boar mask to the ground and pinned you against a wall. "INOSU-" You couldn't even end your sentence because he pressed his lips against yours. Gasping you pushed him away from you but that didn't stop him, it just turned him on. "When I'm done with you-" he pulled at your uniform "-everyone knows that you're mine."

"We're in public, Ino.. S-Stop..." You tried complaining, but your complains faded into moaning as the heated young man began to leave hickeys on your neck. With a husky voice, he whispered right into your ear "No (y/n), I won't stop until marked what belongs to me". Hearing his seductive voice and seeing this wild gaze in his eyes you couldn't resist him anymore, so you slung a leg around his hip and stuck your tung in his mouth.

"It's YOUR fault if we get caught, mister," You told him while he was taking off your shirt. "Shut your mouth and take that fucking bra off!" He responded in a harsh voice while struggling to take your bra off. You just had to tease him after a good laugh "What if I won't, huh?". Getting annoyed by you getting cocky he pinched your butt. The moan you let out made him even harder. "Fine, here you go. But watch out for someone coming, please" You dropped the black bra with a floral pattern to the floor.

As soon as your bra fell onto the floor Inosuke grabbed your breasts and squished them. "N..Not so rough, my breasts are sensitive you know that" You mumbled. He didn't bother listening to you, he instead grabbed your thigh even rougher and pulled you to him. You could feel his hot breath at your ear, causing you to hold on to him tighter. You pressed your hips into his so you could feel his covered erection.

Inosukes mind was going wild at the sight of your shaky body. Your leg in his hands, your red face, your twitching thighs, he didn't care about getting caught, it only would declare his dominance even stronger.

"We haven't done it in a while..."

his thoughts were going.

"I want to take her hard,"

While slipping his hands under your panties, he discovered you already dripping wet. A feeling of superiority coming up, he inserted one digit into you, "You're already dripping after five minutes of making out. Do you desire me that bad?" provocatively asking while sticking another finger into you.

You couldn't stay quiet, not after Inosuke began fingering you. Every time he pushed his fingers a bit further up your cunt you let out a pleasant moan. Passionately he sucked your neck, leaving love bites everywhere. You already were a mess, but when he hit your G-spot Inosuke felt you clenching around his fingers. Wanting you to beg he stopped moving.

"D..Don't stop now, I'm close," you told him with a shaky voice. The only response you got was a throaty "

Beg

" and a dominant glance, so you begged him.. "Please, I need you now", "I'll do everything you want me to", "Make me cum" your voice getting breathier with every sentence. When you whined enough to make him feel like the best partner ever, he pressed your G-spot. "I'm the only one who can make you beg like this," he claimed, "Am I right?". But as you didn't reply to him, he quickly inserted a third digit into you. "Yes Ino- aah.. You're the only one I'd ever beg for", satisfied with your answer he fingered you with a faster-becoming pace.

Reaching your climax you bit into his shoulder, leaving a bite mark. He didn't stop pleasuring you through out your orgasm, but when he pulled his fingers out of you, you slid down to the floor, breathing heavily. "And now I'm making you come on my cock" the horny man mumbled while taking off his pants.

"(y/n), Inosuke!, where are you?!" A voice coming closer and closer echoed off the walls of the alley where Inosuke was taking off his pants. "PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON DUMBASS," you shouted at him while hurriedly getting dressed again. "But I-" he wanted to convince you, but he was interrupted by you pulling his pants up.

"Finally I found you two! I've been worried so I decided to check if you were okay!" The flame pillar exclaimed energetically. He just stood there looking over the both of you, standing there stiff, all sweaty and messy, with hickeys all over your necks. The moment he realized where he walked into he blurted out "I'M SORRY FOR INTERRUPTING YOU! But the others are waiting, so come back!" and just got on his way back.

Still scared by Rengokus sudden appearance you took Inosukes hand and started following the blonde. "If someone asked, we were arguing, and don't you dare tell something different. But anyway, why have you been so jealous?" you looked Inosuke straight in his eyes, still embarrassed as hell. " BECUZ THOSE FUCKERS WERE ALL FLIRTY WITH YOU" Rengoku turned his head around at Inos yelling. "YEAH, YOU TOO DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT" The man turned around fast with a guilty look on his face. "But Inobaby, they've just been comforting me because I was worried," you explained. "You're even denser than me sometimes... But in contrast to me they didn't make you forget your worries, heheee" A smut face replaced his pissed expression. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Legend says the boar man is rockhard to this day.

#kny #kny imagines #Inosuke hashibira #Inosuke x reader #smut #inosuke smut #fanfiction #inosuke fanfiction #hashibira inosuke

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dark-and-kawaii · 5 years

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Damnit I was determine to get request in this time and I think I just made it 😈 reader is injured and Mirio tries to take of her but she is acting like brat thx thx ily and your blog

*throws party for you* Ya made it!!! You were like one of the first ones to send in a request so you were safe and sound!!!

Congrats and I’m happy you made it and were able to make a request ヽ(>∀0)/

I love Mirio and I’d be happy to write this for you!!! I think I actually have just the thing for it!!!

Please sit back and enjoy!!!

“Put me down this instant, Togata!”

“Using formalities now huh? No need to be so hostile ____. I’m only trying to help, now stop struggling. That’s an order by the way, not a request by the way. You’re going to hurt yourself more if you keep struggling.”

“Togata, no! I don’t need to leave early! My leg is perfectly fine, even if it wasn’t i don’t need your help!”

Making an abrupt halt, Mirio stood there in silence with you in his arms. Without a single word, he began to kneel down so he could place you on the floor glently. You didn’t dare look at him, you were far too upset to even consider being sorry. All you could do was sit there looking the other way until he disappeared from your peripheral.

“Idiot, always thinking he needs to help me! I’m quite capable to still walk on my own and do as I please.”

With your bitchy attitude at an all time high, you attempted to get back to your class as you rose up, regrettably though... There was a shooting pain in your ankle as you stood, which caused your entire body to quiver as you descended back onto the floor.

Despite the pain you attempted several times to stand back up, but it was futile. You were out of breath, this pain was just too much even for you.

‘Dammit, i hate when he’s right! I overdid it! I kept going to work, training, and kept on pushing myself! I hate this! I hate this!’ You were so livid that you hadn’t even realized that your nails began to dig into the palm of your hand due to your fists being clenched so tight.

Finally, 2:30pm. The bell rang and all the classes dismissed for the end of the day… here you were still on the ground, until a shadow shaded your sunken form.

“Oi! Hey! Hey! You are Mirio’s girlfriend, right? Why are you on the floor? It’s time to go ya know! Oh! Do you need help getting up?”

“I know this, fool! I can get up perfectly fine though! I just got hot and the ground felt nice! So no, I don’t need your help, thank you.”

With a deep breath you slapped the wall so you could keep your balance while you slowly slip up the wall until you were finally on your feet.

The guy could see that your legs were unstable as they trembled.

“Hey… are you sure you’re okay? I can seriously hel-”

“I’m fi-fne- eeh!?” Your leg finally had enough of your stubborn attitude, the discomfort finally caused your legs to give out; plunging down to the ground, yet before your ass made contact the guy in front of you grabbed under your arms.

Without thinking your arms wrapped around his neck, unaware of the fact that Mirio witnessed everything.

“A-are you okay? I think i should help you to the nurse, or home, whichever you prefer.”

“Let me go-”

Rapidly the two of you separate in an instant as a pair of arms come in between the two of you. Suddenly Mirio was standing tall amongst the two of you with his arms wrapped around your waist and his eye’s staring holes at the other male.

“Mirio! No! No! No! You got it all wrong!”

“Leave.”

The male scurried away before Mirio could do anything, and with that Mirio turned to look at you, looking over your body noticing how your legs were still quivering. Kneeling down he took your ankle in his hand so he could analyze your leg.

“You will be coming to my house tonight so a doctor can look you over, you’ve been putting too much pressure on your injury.” After he said what needed to be said you stood there speechless until you felt him collect you in his arms.

You could see the sight of Mirio’s house in view, but the walk there was quiet... Mirio had decided it was best if he carried you to his place in silence, that way you could contemplate about everything that had happened earlier.

“Mirio?”

“I see you remember how to say my actual name.”

You could hear the joy in his tone which made you smile, “I’m sorry… for how i acted earlier… I just hate feeling so weak, especially after-”

“Don’t. Your injury, it wasn’t your fault, nor should you ever think that way again ____. Besides, I should’ve been there, if anything it’s my fault.”

Shoving your face deep into his chest so you could hide away the sullen tears that begun to assemble in your eyes, you felt awful for hurting his feelings earlier, you know you did. Otherwise he wouldn’t have left you on the ground.

Situating you on the sofa, Mirio placed a pillow under your leg so you could keep it elevated after he tenderly wrapped it with an ice pack.

“Looks like the doctor won’t be around until tomorrow, you’ll stay here until then.”

“Mirio, I can’t I have work.”

“I’ve already called them explaining to them what your situation is, they said to take all the time you need. Which means you can stay.”

“Could I have a blanket at least? I’m a little chilly, Mirio…”

“I only placed you out here because I thought the doctor would come evaluate your injury, since your actual doctor is incompetent it seems. You’ll be staying in my room with me at your side, and no. I will not accept any other answer rather than okay, or yes, got it?” Mirio gave you a thumbs up and giant grin.

You wish you had the strength to protest but you didn’t, you’re at your limit. You just nodded in agreement before he picked you up again leading you to what you presume is his bedroom.

“It’s a lot bigger than I expected, the bed that is. At least you’ll be able to have your space without me intruding too much.” You say as you looked around his room.

“I think you’re getting the wrong idea. I told you I would be at your side all night watching over you. Which means you’ll be in my arms till morning.” As Mirio got you situated in bed you snuggled against one of his pillows before he crawled in right beside you.

You could feel his strong muscular body press against you, the two of you fitting together perfectly like a puzzle piece. Sealing you both together, Mirio wrapped his arm around you to bring you in closer than before.

“Mirio, you’re so warm, and comfortable.”

“Is that so ____.”

“Mhmm… Mirio, I’m sorry for how I treated you earlier. It wasn’t right of me, all you wanted to do was take care of me. I acted childish.”

“You’re fine. Besides, I told you in the start that no matter what you say to me I’ll always stick around. Even now with your injury. I know the pain will cause you to be crude but it won’t change how I feel.”

Turning over so your face was in his chest as his arm was still wrapped securely around you. You both lay in silence, appreciating the company of one another until Mirio lifted your chin up so you could look into his eyes. All the answers were there, Mirio Togata truly loved you. You could see it in his eyes, and the concern deep in them.

Leaning in closer, Mirio grazed his lips upon yours before you pushed up to lock lips with your protector. This is where you belonged, and maybe it was time you worked on your attitude for his sake. You could see the bags under his beautiful eyes, he was stressing for you…

Pulling away you see the softest smile appear on his lips, he looked at ease for the first time in weeks since your tragic injury.

“Mirio… I promise… that I will stay off my feet until I heal, just for you.”

Lifting up your pinky finger to his face, he lifts his slightly larger one so he can entwine his with yours until you both finally fall asleep.

With both pinky’s entwined, and calm smiles spread across your sleeping faces; you both were finally able to get a good night rest for the first time in weeks.

~ Love Kiwi xoxo

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kween-imaginer · 5 years

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Knicked

Paring: Reader X Eggsy Unwin

Word Count: 1,083

Warning: Cursing, cuz it’s Eggsy

Summary: Basically if you ever saw Kingsman, it is the openingish scene where Eggsy knicked Rot’s car. Except the reader does and jealousy and all fun bullshit because I can’t summarize for shit.

A/N: Trying to get back into writing, enjoy???? Request pleaseeeee. THX.

You showed up to his apartment just as he opened the door to leave. He jumped a little, but a smile rested on his face. Your smile matched his. He turned around to lock the door.

“You wanna join me to the pub?” Eggsy asked you. You nodded and walked in silence next to him. The cold nipped at your barely exposed shoulders.

Eggsy was freezing himself, but he knew to always offer a woman his coat if they were ever cold. So that’s exactly what he didn’t do. “Ya know, you steal my coats so often that I’m surprised you aren’t wearing one of them.”

“Oh, fuck off,” you laugh, shoving him with your shoulder. You crossed your arms to retain at least a little body heat. Eggsy rolled his eyes and gave it, putting his jacket over your shoulders. “Thanks,” you put your arms through his sleeves.

“No problem, love,” he smiled.

You two make your way to the pub to be greeted by your other two friends, Ryan, and Jamal. They already had their pints in their hands, so you go over to the bar to order you and Eggsy one as he said hi to the guys. You later joined, handing the drink to Eggsy.

You four were enjoying your drinks and recalling the funniest blackout memories of each other. Currently, you and Ryan were recalling an interesting argument between Eggsy and Jamal on your question you asked them when they were absolutely plastered.

“Oh, what about the “yes” incident?” Ryan asked. Your eyes widened and you started getting hyped.

“Oh yeah, I remember. They had a few before they got to the party you and I were throwing back at our flat,” you recalled, “And I was talking about spelling the word yes. Y E S spells yes so what does E Y E S spell and Eggsy and Jamal were going at it for an hour.”

Jamal scoffed, “It was not an hour.”

“Yes it was, Ryan timed it,” You laughed at the boy’s expense.

“Okay, how do you expect two fucked bruv’s to know about to spell eyes?” Eggsy mumbled, playfully.

“Ryan could and he’s dumber than Dean,” You answered.

“What about Dean?” Dean’s goons come up with a couple of pints themselves. You guys stop smiling and laughing at the sight of the ugly twats.

“Nothing,” Jamal said quickly. He downed his drink soon afterward. It was a thing where they would show up and you guys had to go. You, however, had a brilliant idea.

“Fuck off now,” Rottweiler growled. You rolled your eyes, but you got up and put your arms around his waist. Eggsy sucked in a sharp breath. Jamal and Ryan watched with amusement.

Ryan and Jamal knew you both had feelings for each other. Everyone including each other knew that you had feelings for each other, but neither addressed it. You two seemed to enjoy the Cat and Mouse game you both played. However, everyone in that pub knew that if you didn’t get your hands off of Rot in five seconds that Eggsy would make sure that Rot would not see the light of day tomorrow.

You, knowing this, ignored his glaring. You were trying to do something. “Ah, Y/N, how may I help you?” He flirted. You wanted to gag but kept your hands running up and down the sides of his body to keep him distracted.

“Mhm, just wanted to feel you up a bit,” you winked. As soon as he went to put his hands on your waist, you backed up and drank the last of your beer. “See ya later.”

You all walked out of the pub, leaving a horny Rot back in there. Eggsy grabbed your arm to turn you around and question why you even did that. You saw the hurt look that you so desperately didn’t want to see. He opened his mouth to yell at you, but you held up car keys. None of you have a car.

“You knicked his fucking keys?” Jamal questioned. You nodded with a smirk. Eggsy grabbed the keys and kissed your cheek.

“Don’t ever do that again,” he growled. You scoffed.

“Or what?” You responded cheekily, getting into the passenger side of the car. Ryan and Jamal get into the back and Eggsy gets into the driver side.

As soon as he started the car, he blasted music and started doing donuts in the parking lot. Rot soon came out shouting to get out of the car, but Eggsy just took off. Not long after, cops showed up and chased you guys down the road. Eggsy was doing a lot of crazy stunts while driving.

It got to a point where Eggsy swerved to avoid hitting an animal and crashed the car. Jamal and Ryan were yelling at Eggsy for not hitting the animal and to escape, but he yelled at them to get out of the car. He also told you to get out of the car.

“Eggsy, I stole the keys, you can’t go to jail for this,” You tried to argue.

“Might as well, what else do I have?” he asked, knowing the answer, but it still stung you. You get out of the car and run out with Jamal and Ryan. You turn around to see Eggsy ram the car into the cop’s car.

Eggsy refused to reveal none of your names to the detective. He sat in silence. The detective eventually gave up and walked out of the room. That’s when he made the call that got him out.

He went around outside, still in shock, only to be in even more shock to a person, you, running into his arms. He grips you close to him so that you don’t fall and you swing your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. You smash your lips against his, angrily.

“Don’t ever fucking do that again,” you said after kissing him a while. He kissed you again, deepening it with a content sigh.

“I won’t,” he mumbled. Your lips stay connected as if it was the only way to breath. However, this glorious moment was ruined by a man who had a black umbrella and square glasses.

“Eggsy?” He broke up your guy’s kiss. Eggsy, unwillingly, stopped kissing you and put you down. His arm immediately snaked around your waist. “May I speak to you in private?”

“Who are you?” Eggsy barked defensively.

“I knew your father.”

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svt-husbands · 6 years

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I’ll Bury You

Member: Woozi

Genre: Angst, Yandere!AU I think???

Word Count: 2306

POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING? STALKING, HINTING TO MURDER, OBSESSION, ETC. IF UNCOMFORTABLE, PLEASE DON’T READ. THX.

(A/N: I didn’t really answer your request, and I’m sorry; I just saw “deep emotional shit” and “angst” and was like “okay.” Apologies, my dear!)

Jihoon was one of those. One of the quiet ones. He preferred to stay in his own world rather than come out and face the darkness. He knew where his solace was, where his sanctuary was. He would rather be alone and at peace, than face his reality.

You were determined to know him, that mysterious boy who always sat in the back rows of the lectures halls or in the dark corners of the Fine Arts building. Everyone who knew of him said he was odd, he wasn’t normal. Well, you would say, no one is normal.

You would seek him out, finding him in the piano rooms or in the last row of the balcony of the small theatre. He noticed you. He knew who you were. You would approach him, try to speak to him, try to get him to open up to you. He would scowl, assuming that he was supposed to be your social justice case, and push you away. He would leave his little nook and try to find some peace without you.

You wouldn’t leave him alone. You always found him, to Jihoon’s misfortune. Sometimes, you would annoy him with questions or something that happened to you that day in lectures. Other times, you sat next to him, working on an assignment. You felt peaceful in his presence, and eventually, Jihoon found his solace in you.

He waited for you to find him every time. He wouldn’t change his usual locations as much, just to make sure you could find him. And true to your word, you found him. He fell in love with you, with your dedication to him. So much so, that he started to find you. He would find you after your lectures, with some sort of treat for you in his hands. You knew he liked you, and you found his mystery and silence alluring. You fell for him, too.

But you always forgot to ask him why he was such a recluse.

The day you found out the reason was initially one of the greatest days of your life. It was your six month anniversary with Jihoon. He wanted to take you out for a nice date. He took you to a little cafe just outside your campus. He shared a slice of cake with you, but found you sweeter than the baked goods. He took you for a stroll and chatted with you to no end. When it began getting darker and cooler, he took you to his flat and watched movies with you well into the night.

It was almost 11:30, and you were still tangled into Jihoon’s embrace, some forgotten film still playing on the screen. You got up, saying you needed to use the bathroom. You went into his bedroom and flicked on the light. You were about to approach the bathroom door, when you noticed something unusual on Jihoon’s bedside table. It was a notebook, black and plain, completely unassuming. You found it unusual because Jihoon rarely had normal notebooks. He usually took lecture notes on his laptop and owned special music notebooks. He did have normal notebooks, but those were usually the cheap ones he could buy from convenience stores. This one had a leather cover, and a button seal. You knew you should have just left it alone, but your curiosity got the best of you. You unbuttoned the seal and opened to a random page.

The header was a date from about nine months ago, just around the time you began to spend time with him. The entry was short, maybe just a few sentences. It read: She found me today. She was talking about her history professor and how that woman gave her a 86 on her essay and refused to bump her grade up after finding errors in grading. She was so angry, but so beautiful while talking. I don’t like her history professor. How dare she give my beloved a hard time?

You felt your heart swell. You didn’t know he was in love with you since the day you two met. But there it was, clear as day in Jihoon’s own handwriting. He called you his beloved, three months before you two began dating. You turned to another page, this one from eight months ago.

She found me in the basement of the Student Center. I keep trying to stay away from her, but she won’t let me go. She doesn’t know what she’s falling into. Maybe that idiot is better for her than I am. No! What am I saying? She’s perfect, she’s my everything. She will be mine, and no one will get in our way.

You were confused at this turn of events. You turned to the entry before it, and found out why.

How dare he? How dare that guy come with her to our place? It’s our place, made just for the two of us. He has no place there. He has no place in her heart either. She’s mine, all mine. I won’t let him take her. I can’t let him.

You remembered that day, eight months ago. Your friend from your Chemistry class wanted to tag along and meet Jihoon. You took him to the Fine Arts building, to the balcony Jihoon was in. You thought everything was okay; your friend was making nice conversation with Jihoon, not overstepping any boundaries. You didn’t know Jihoon felt threatened. You remembered after that day, the boy suddenly stopped speaking to you. He ended up transferring to another university, with the excuse that he wanted to be closer to his family. You were very confused.

You put two and two together and realized that Jihoon probably said something to that boy that scared him enough to transfer away. You felt in denial. Jihoon wouldn’t have done something like that, would he?

He would, and would do much worse to keep you.

I told her she shouldn’t have gone out. She said she would be fine, that it was just “a friend’s small party,” and that I don’t need to worry. What does she think I am, a fool? I knew she would get hurt. That guy, that asshole that tried to touch her. He’s going to pay. Once I know that she’s completely fine, he’s going to regret being born.

You gasped. It was a party four months ago, and you had gotten blasted. In the heat of the party, you wanted to go home and encountered a sleazy and completely drunk male trying to feel you up. You did feel surprised when Jihoon popped up and took you home. But you didn’t remember that guy or what happened to him afterwards. What did Jihoon do to him?

She talked about some guy in one of her classes that she thought was “so cute.” History, second row in front of her usual seat. Blonde, tall. Multiple piercings. Goes by JJ.

Six months ago. That boy, JJ, ended up going missing.

Her roommate is being so rude to her! That girl shouldn’t be leaving her crap everywhere for my beloved to pick up. She’s not a servant.

Seven months ago. Your roommate apologized and began avoiding you. It took you skipping class to get a hold of her and talk to her to get a reason why. She wouldn’t give you clear answers, but promised to be more thoughtful and chatty.

She skipped her English class today. She has that midterm for Russian tomorrow, but she risked getting points cut from her grade.

Wonder what’s in her head today. She doesn’t usually walk through the Founder’s Garden to get to Chemistry, so why did she today?

She’s sitting with a group of people in the Student Center. She said she couldn’t go out with me today because she needed to work on a group paper. I told her I was okay with it, but I’m not. I’d rather have her in front of me. Best next thing: sit on the fourth floor overlooking the main lobby.

She doesn’t know what she does to me. She’s my absolute everything. God, I’m so in love with her. I do everything to keep her safe, to keep her mine. Maybe it’s for the better that she doesn’t know what I do to keep her.

You dropped the book and backed up to hit a wall. You thought you knew Jihoon. You thought he was the adorable, quiet gentleman who would rather shiver than let you be cold. You thought he was the guy who would wait outside your classrooms with a coffee or smoothie drink in his hand for you. You thought he was your best friend who would proof read your papers, watch crap movies and eat terrible delivery with you, would hold you and tell you everything was going to be alright. You thought he told you all his secrets when you told yours, but apparently not.

“Are you- oh,” Jihoon shouted, walking into the room. His eyes fell on you, hugging the wall, then to the open book on the ground. He picked it up and closed it, before shoving it into a drawer. He turned to you. “Did you read it?” You held up your hands in an effort to keep him away from you. “What did you do to them?” “To who, my love?” “Them!” You shouted, pointing to the drawer. “The people! My roommate, my classmates, that drunk guy! What did you do?” “I did what I had to,” he shoved his hands in his front pockets. “To protect you.” You scoffed. “Protect me? You threatened people! Oh god, did you kill someone?” You grabbed your chest, feeling tears fall out of your eyes. The boy that loved you, that touched you, might have blood on his hands. You felt disgusted. “Kill someone? Do you think I would do something like that?” If you were in a clearer state of mind, you would have heard the sarcasm in his voice. “You wouldn’t, right? Jihoon, tell me. You wouldn’t!” Jihoon shrugged. “They deserved everything they got.” “Jihoon,” you swallowed. “What the hell did you do?” You put your hands up in a defensive stance. “Do you really want to know, (Y/N)? Do you really want to know how I threatened to skin that dick in your Chem class who tried to butt in? How I’ve sent the people who try to take you from me straight to hell?” A strange noise came out of your throat. Jihoon shook his head furiously. “You don’t understand anything, do you? I’m trying to protect you! But you don’t make it easy!” “And that means threatening people? Stalking me? Killing someone?” You shouted. “I would burn the whole damn world down if it means keeping you!” Jihoon growled. He was red in the face, panting from the shouting.

He didn’t approach you at all, but his stance and gaze made you fear for your safety. You wanted to leave. You wanted space, air. You wanted out. You pushed past Jihoon, trying to get out the door. He latched onto your arm and pulled you back. You turned, glaring at his expressionless face, and tried to pry your arm out of his grip. His grip got tighter and tighter, until you knew he would leave a bruise. “Ow! Jihoon, stop! You’re hurting me, let go!” He broke out of his trance and looked at you with tears in his eyes. His grip loosened, but he didn’t completely let go. Jihoon didn’t say anything and you weren’t sure what was going through his head. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. You had to strain to catch it. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He let go of your wrist. You were about to run out of the room, when you noticed Jihoon walk towards a wall. He stood facing the wall for a few minutes, before letting out a frustrated scream and punching a hole through it. You jumped and gripped the doorway, watching Jihoon fall to his knees while cradling his now heavily bruised hand. You noticed that it was his dominant hand. Your heart lurched as you felt pity for the boy you loved. Jihoon made a complete 180 with emotions. He went from an angry, terrifying monster, to the lonely boy you fell in love with in less than a few seconds. You swallowed, hesitant to make a run for it. He looked so small and scared, and you cursed your stars for feeling sympathy for Jihoon.

You approached him, gently taking his hand and assessing the damage. Jihoon looked at you through tears in his eyes and you could swear he was the embodiment of the heart eyes emoji in that moment. “You… you’re still here?” His voice was meek, shameful, confused. “I hurt you, you should leave. You need to go, get away from me. I’m not… I can’t protect you.” “I’m not going to leave, you’re hurt.” “I’ll hurt you.” It sounded like a promise. You shook your head, completely in denial. “You won’t hurt me, right?“ “I can’t let you be with anyone else. You have to be mine. Only mine. I can’t live without you. You bury me,” he mumbled. “I won’t leave you, I swear,” you said to him, looking into his eyes. He whipped his head up and maintained eye contact with you. His hands held your face, creeping closer to your neck. “You won’t leave me? You’ll be mine, forever?” You confirmed it with a nod. Jihoon swallowed. “You can’t lie to me. You swore to me, on your life. You’ll be mine. You can’t lie to me.” “I’m not lying-“ “You can’t lie to me and you can’t leave me, or I’ll bury you.”

-t

#seventeen #seventeen drabble #seventeen drabbles #svt drabbles #svt drabble #svt woozi #seventeen woozi #woozi angst #seventeen angst #seventeen fic #woozi #svt jihoon #seventeen scenario #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #svt scenario #kpop #trigger warning #possible trigger??

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lord-taika · 6 years

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Home sweet home (Fangs Fogarty Reader)

request: can you don one where reader is Toni’s sister and they both end up getting locked out of the house so thye have to stay with someone else and she stays with fangs (her boyfriend). Later that night he asks her to move in.. you can end it however thx

A/N:I finally did a fangs imagine. Its shitty and totally cliche but enjoy it anyways.. also pea doesn’t act like he does in most of my writings because i believe he lets his guard down around fangs

"Don't bother going home tonight" Toni, my sister said as she came up to me at the bar known as the headquarter for the serpents. "Did he lock us out again?" I asked referring to my uncle who kept getting into his little tantrums causing us to spend the night crashing on someone's couch. "Are you really surprised? this is the fourth time this week and its only Tuesday" she said causing both of us to laugh. "Who are you crashing with tonight?" I asked as I began to gather my things into my bag. "I'll probably crash on the couch upstairs. you?" she asked already knowing the answer. "Most likely with fangs. Which means I have to start heading over there. I'll see you tomorrow." I said as I began walking out of the bar. "Have fun! make sure to use condoms I'm too young to be an aunt" Toni called out causing my face to turn a deep crimson color before I flipped her off and told her to fuck off. Just as I was two feet away from the trailer my boyfriend and his best friend, sweet pea, shared I decided to call to make sure they're actually home.

"Hey, babe. You home?" I asked as soon as he picked up. "Let me guess your uncle locked you guys out again?" he said chuckling. "Yeah, I was wondering if I could stay with you tonight," I said as I slowly made my way up the stairs leading to his front door. "You know you don't have to ask. you could just show up. " "I'm glad you said that because I'm outside," I said hearing someone else, probably pea, laugh before someone opened the door. "did you just assume he was going to say 'yes'?" pea asked as he let me in. "I was kinda hoping he would. if not I'd probably sleep at Fp's place." I said as I sat my things down at the small table next to the door. "With Jughead? yeah, Fangs would probably blow the whole place up rather than have you sleep under the same roof as that kid." Pea said causing me to laugh since I already knew how jealous my boyfriend could get over the smallest things. "he's in his room if you want to head over" he said as he continued to watch whatever he was watching before I got there. "Night sweets," I said as I made my way down the small hallway.

"hey babes," I said as opened the door to his room, witnessing him throw some clothes into the closet in order to clean up a bit. "Hey, you want something to wear?" He asked as he made his way over to me before placing a kiss on my lips. Nodding, he headed over to his drawer and pulled out one of my favorite shirts he owned that was a simple old green shirt that was long enough e to look like a mini dress on me. taking off my pants and shirt I put on the shirt that smelt of cigarettes, coconut and lemon, a strange combination yet somehow they complicated each other and smelt like heaven, and made my way onto the medium-sized bed where he laid, shirtless with only a pair of basketball shorts, his arms tucked behind his head as he looked up to the ceiling. "so what happened this time?" Fangs asked as I placed my head on his chest, one arm loosely wrapped around his torso. "Not sure. Toni came up to me at the bar and told me he locked us out again. He's been doing it so much lately that it doesn't even surprise me at this point." I said in all honesty. "Why don't you just move in?" he asked, catching me by surprise. so much that I actually ended up falling out of bed. " you okay?" he asked laughing. "Yeah, sorry. I don't think I heard you right. Did- Did you just ask me to move in with you?" I asked climbing back on the bed. "Well. You practically live here already. Plus we've been together for a while now. Figured it made sense." he said scratching the back of his head. "well, yeah I spend most of my free time here and sure we've been together since the summer before freshman year but what if we break up? who would I live with after that? plus we're just juniors in high school. Don't you think that's moving a little too quick? on top of all that you'd still have to ask pea since he also lives here. " I said looking him in the eyes as I explained.

"If we break up you could still live here. I mean you're still a serpent and we take care of each other. Sweetpea would have no problem with you living here as long as we don't keep him up at nights. Like you said, we've been together since that summer before freshman year, that's almost 3 years we were friends before we dated. We could try it out and if it doesn't work I'll look for a new place for you myself." "Okay. ill move in" I said after really thinking about it. I mean whats the worst thing that could happen? "you sure?" he asked making sure I really thought about it. "Pea! Say 'hi' to your new roommate" I softly screamed out causing the tall lanky boy to run into the room and on to the bed. "Welcome to Casa de Swangs. Please don't keep me up" Pea said causing me to laugh. "I make no such promises," I said causing both the boys to laugh before pea shook his head probably already regretting this arrangement. "Oo who's telling Toni?" I asked causing the boys to stop laughing. "Nope not dealing with that" pea said as he walked out the room. "Oh god. She'll understand. right?" Fangs asked as he pulled me closer to him. "She'll probably threaten you but that's it." I said snuggling in deeper. "fantastic" I heard him mumble as he let out soft chuckles.

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#fangs fogarty #fangs fogarty x reader #fangs fogarty imagine #riverdale imagines #riverdale x reader #sweet pea #sweet pea x reader #toni topaz #toni topaz x reader #riverdale #southside serpents #swangs #swangz

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thorne93 · 7 years

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Lost and Found (Part 3)

Prompt: Imagine finding a lost dog, but it’s not just anyone’s lost dog. Who will show up at your door to claim the pup?

Warnings: maybe language, lost dog…

Word Count:1863

Note: My precious doggie went missing on 6/10 and no one has spotted her or turned her in to the local shelters or anything. I miss her so much, but it inspired this fic. Texts are in italics. Thanks to my darling beta @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

Tags: @amarvelouswritings @blackwidow-romanoff @cocosierra94 @firstgal34

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Waking up, you felt strangely...nervous and elated. You had a normal conversation with Sebastian Stan last night...Or was it a dream?

You checked your phone. Nope. Totally real. So was the part about him abruptly leaving. You sighed and got out of bed to shower. Then you began your routine, ready to get back to the office. Once you got there, you had some much needed work to catch up on. You had a board meeting, a quarterly meeting, emails to catch up on.

The entire day you wondered if you should text him but you didn’t want to be one of “those” girls. If he was a normal guy, you would’ve done it with no problem, but this was Sebastian freaking Stan. You couldn’t just text him like you had the right to do so.

As your work day was coming to a close, your phone buzzed. You wondered if it was Ida asking to meet for dinner, Brad with an update for tomorrow, an email alert about a meeting.

No, it was the one man who could make your heart speed up to a dangerous rate with a simple text.

“Good afternoon!”

“Hi! Good afternoon, yourself. How is Chuffy?” you asked, smiling to yourself.

“Spinee, is just fine thank you for asking. Lol. Did you put on your superhero suit and save anymore dogs today?”

“Haha, no. Just my ‘regular’ job today. I don’t put on my superhero suit for just anyone.”

“Oh, is that so? Well I’m glad I was lucky enough to be graced with your special powers. What’s your regular job?”

Your heart soared at the text.

“I’m the CEO of Intercorp Tech.”

“Oh yeah, I’ve heard of that. Huge company, isn't it? I have to admit I don’t exactly know what it is you do, but I’ve definitely heard of it.”

You grinned. Well, at least you’d both heard of each other. “Yeah, it’s huge. It’s a lot to manage.”

“Wow, now I really feel grateful. You were managing a huge company and taking care of my buddy. That’s so amazing. Thank you.”

“I’d do anything for an animal, think nothing of it, haha.”

“So what’s it like?” he asked.

“Complicated, haha. Basically, it’s a global IT firm. We have technicians located all over the world to help with companies IT. Sounds boring, I know...Haha But it’s my life and I strive to make everyone’s life easier.”

“That much is clear : ) That’s really amazing though. Is your office here in NYC?”

“Yeah, my HQ is here, but I telecommute sometimes. That’s how I was able to look after Spinee pretty well. I stayed home with him for a few days so he didn’t feel lonely.”

“Woah! That’s so sweet of you.”

“It was my pleasure. I got to stay in PJs and watch a well behaved pup, haha.”

When you looked up to check your email, you realized twenty minutes had passed and you could probably start heading home now. Man, Sebastian was monopolizing your time, not that you minded but you wondered why. Maybe he was bored. Maybe he felt guilty for not paying you. Maybe he was just trying to seem friendly.

Of course, you screenshotted most of it and sent to Ida, per her request. You were confident he was just being nice, but she insisted he was trying to flirt and you were dodging him.

“He is not flirting,” you said as you cooked dinner.

“Are you kidding me?” she demanded. “He’s complimenting you every chance he gets. His response to the superhero thing was definitely flirty.”

“So what if it was? He probably flirts with every girl that makes an idiot of herself because he can.”

She scoffed. “You really think he’s that shallow?”

“No,” you answered truthfully. “But Ida what could he see in me? Why would he want to text me? I’m not special. He could have any super sexy hot bombshell celebrity in Hollywood.”

“One - you are hot. Two - you’re successful based on more than your looks. Three - you’re nice. Not a lot of women in Hollywood are nice.”

“Why are you trying to convince me to flirt back?” you questioned. “What if I do and I make a fool of myself?”

“Then you’ll have gone out on a limb. Come on, what do you have to lose?”

“Well, right now, I can say he’s my friend. If I flirt, he might get weirded out and stop contacting me, maybe even block me.”

“Let me ask you this, let’s say you become best friends…”

You nodded, then answered, “Alright…”

“It’s two years later, you regularly talk, text, hang out, whatever…”

“Yeah…?”

“You have feelings for him...”

“Okay…?”

“Do you tell him?”

You spluttered even though you weren’t talking. You made a funny sound with your mouth that was like a gasp-choke-laugh.

“Well--I--Maybe…”

“That’s a yes. I know you. You don’t waste time getting what you want.”

“Yeah, but Ida, that’s normal guys. I don’t want Sebastian to think I’m just after him for his looks or his status. I really like him.”

“So make that clear,” she informed simply.

“How? Just flirt heavily and say ‘Oh, I’m not like normal fangirls’? Pfft, please.”

“Just be a normal fucking person, you dork,” Ida said.

“You know I don’t know how to do that,” you reminded with a laugh.

“Just talk to him as if he’s Brad, or me, or any other friend.”

“I’ve been doing that.”

“Well clearly he wants more.”

“Then he needs to make it more clear. I gotta go, dinner’s ready. Night.”

“Goodnight. Text him back!” she ordered.

“Yeah yeah,” you said with an eye roll as you hung up. Man she’s pushy.

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Midway through the work day, Sebastian texted you.

“How’s your day so far? I hope it’s great!”

You laughed at the absurdity. His simple texts could make you feel a million times better.

“To be honest, it’s shitty. We accidently double booked a board meeting and a client meeting, so I’m trying to fix that. And a whole list of other crap has happened. I’m sorry, you probably don’t want to hear about all this. Haha.”

“Well, I asked. I’m so sorry. Is there any way I could make it better?”

Your heart stilled as your palms started to sweat. You could tell him the truth “Sure, yeah, show up here naked. K thx!” Or “Yeah! Totally. Come and whisk we away so we can cuddle.”

No. Get real.

“Haha, I’m afraid not. But I appreciate you checking in on me. Thank you for that. Just letting me know you’re thinking of me brightens my day.”

“Oh, I’m so glad to know that! : )”

You realized you’d focused enough attention on him and needed to get back to the list of crisis on hand.

While you were far behind on work, Brad instant messaged you.

“Someone is here to see you,” he informed.

“Who is it?”

“He didn’t say.”

“Ugh. Bring him back,” you replied, annoyed. You were incredibly busy.

You were clacking away and working as the two figures entered your office.

“Y/N, Mr. Stan is here to see you,” Brad announced. You weren’t exactly paying attention so when you looked up and saw your brunette assistant gesturing to Sebastian with a huge bouquet of neon flowers you shot from your chair, the chair flying backwards and hitting a cabinet behind you.

“Sebastian!” you exclaimed, your eyes going wide as you seemed to hyperventilate. You could still hardly text the man without having a panic attack.

“Hey, Y/N,” he greeted with that amazingly sexy and cute grin that you often adored. “I hope this isn’t a bad time?” As he stepped forward Brad shot you a curious look and then left.

“No, no, it’s perfect,” you answered, completely spellbound. You shook your head then answered, “Actually, no, yeah, it is. I’m so sorry. I have a lot of work to do. Uh...Why are you here?” you questioned, instantly wanting to punch yourself in the face. Does it matter why he’s here? He’s here! Shut up and be happy about it!

“I hope it’s not too creepy but I wanted to brighten your day,” he said sweetly as he offered you the flowers.

“Wow. Thank you, that was really thoughtful,” you said as you took the flowers, admiring them for a second, and laid them on your desk. When you turned back around, you noticed he was wearing a black shirt and dark jeans, looking edible more so than usual.

“I also…well, it’ll sound stupid but Spinee seems to miss you. He hasn’t been himself since you had him. I was wondering if you’d....want to come see him? Like take him to the park or something?”

For a second, you frowned. “You want me to walk your dog?” you questioned, getting slightly offended. Sure, rescuing the dog was one thing, but you didn’t care if Sebastian was a celebrity, he couldn’t just ask you to walk his dog. You were a CEO, not a dog walker.

“No, uh…” He rubbed his neck and blushed. “No, I was wondering if you’d like to accompany me to the park….with Spinee…”

Finally, your frown eased away… “Oh...OH! Oh my god!” you said, realizing what he was asking. “You want me to go with you…”

He lightly laughed that charming, amazing laugh and said, “Yeah, if you don’t mind. Not now or anything but maybe tonight or…”

You hesitated. You weren’t sure why. Maybe to make sure you weren’t dead or dreaming or hallucinating.

“Or, you know if you don’t want to that’s fine. This was probably a creepy ass request,” he said as he blushed and grimaced. “I’m sorry to have bothered you,” he apologized as he turned around.

Move, Y/N, move! Make a noise! Stop him!

“No! Wait!”

He turned around, biting his lip and looking up at you. His eyes held this dazzling hopeful light in them. Oh, fuck, he was gorgeous.

“I’d love to go. Just uh, tell me when and where,” you said breathily.

“Great,” he responded, a giant grin coming on his face. “I’ll meet you here...say, 5:30? That cool?”

“That’d be great!”

He shoved his hands in his pockets and didn’t take his eyes off you as he walked backwards out of your office. “Awesome,” he quietly said.

As soon as he was out of sight, you texted Ida.

“HE ASKED ME ON A DATE!” you informed happily.

“What did I tell you?! How did he do it?”

You giddily informed her and she was just as excited as you were. Only five minutes after Sebastian left, Brad was in the room.

“Okay, dude, what the hell?” Brad wondered.

“What?” you wondered innocently.

“In the five years I’ve worked here you’ve never brought a dude to the office, let alone an A list celeb. What was Sebastian Stan doing here with flowers?”

You smirked slightly and just glanced up from your monitors. “Brad, go back to work.”

“But--”

“Brad...The quarterly report? I need it before EOB tomorrow…” you lightly chided, wanting him to drop it.

He sighed. “Fine, excuse me for wanting to get to know my boss.”

#lost and found #sebastian stan #sebastian stan fic #sebastian stan x reader

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bokunoheroimagines · 7 years

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Can you do a pokemon AU? Platonic reader x bakugou, you can add other characters and the region is your choice too and if it's not too much of a trouble may I request luxray as reader's partner pokemon?? Thx!

((Luxray is a good fuckin pokemon man… I lov the Lions… also consider… shiny Luxray))

((also I took @royal–rabbit‘s suggestion and Bakugou’s partner is a Blaziken))

You were enjoying your time on the beach when you heard footsteps rapidly approaching. “You [Name]?”You flipped your sunglasses up to your head, squinting at the annoyed-looking boy in front of you. “Who’s asking and why?”“Name’s Bakugou, and you’re gonna fucking battle me.” That did… not sound like a request.You slung your arm over your bag, where your partners were resting peaceably in their pokéballs. “If you, uh, don’t mind me asking, why exactly am I going to do so?”The boy— Bakugou, apparently— snorted, as though the answer was obvious, and you were the stupid one. “You’ve got some pretty rare pokémon, right? I hear they’re real strong, and there’s only room for one champion on these islands!”That statement piqued your interest. “Wait, you’re the Alola champion? I’m just on vacation man, it’s a pleasure to meet you!”“Uh, I’m on vacation too.” He stepped back a little, obviously surprised you didn’t notice. Now that you took a better look at him, it was obvious that he was definitely not one of the locals. “But I’m one of the strongest there is, and I’ll prove it by battling you and your partner, so let’s fucking start already!”You felt your eyes narrow. What was with this guy? “Uh, okay, I guess. Who’re you battling with?” You were already placing your guesses. Fire or dark type, definitely.“Go, Blaziken!” Fire/fighting, called it. Well, it wasn’t ideal (you’d been hoping he might surprise you with a flying type) but you weren’t weak to it, so it could’ve been a worse matchup.“You from Hoenn? Or did you trade for him?” He just glared at you. Blaziken seemed to do the same. “Ooooookaaaay. Well, c’mon, Luxray! If you wake up, we can be done quick!”Your opponent looked perplexed at the Great Ball you pulled out of the bag. “A Luxray? Rare is right, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those outside of Sinno— IS THAT A SHINY?”You grinned at your gold companion, trying to suppress the swell of pride that always came when people saw it. You’d spent DAYS trying to find a shiny Shinx, and you’d trained her up to be a near-prizewinning battle pokémon. “Ha, yeah, she took forever to find, but that’s neither here nor there. Luxray, use Wild Charge!”

“Uh, the public beach is closing, we’re going to have to ask you two to leave now.” The lifeguards in this region fear nothing, you figured, because this lady just walked in between a fighting Blaziken and a Luxray. “While we appreciate your patronage, it is time for you to leave.”You stretched your arms above your head, grinning when Luxray rubbed its head against your leg. “Ah man, that was a good battle! I haven’t had much of a challenge in a while! Thanks for that, Bakugou.”He stared at you, taken aback and moderately annoyed. “Wh— I totally wrecked you!”“You sure got close, huh?”“We’re doing this again tomorrow!” He yelled over his shoulder as he stomped away, Blaziken in tow.“Huh. Well, let’s go get some potions, huh buddy? After all, it looks like we’re doing this again tomorrow.”…“Maybe let’s get some TMs, too. Can you learn Rain Dance?”

#bnha imagines #pokemon au #katsuki bakugou #kacchan

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hockeyfun · 7 years

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Connor McDavid #1

Requested by Anon: can you do a connor mcdavid imagine where its his girlfriends bday? thx so much!

Word count: 1830

Warnings: I think there may be like one cuss word

Author’s Notes: I’m so sorry it took me a while to write this! Also i’m so sorry it’s long. This prompt had my mind going crazy with ideas which is a great thing so thank you for your request! Hope you enjoy it! And hope it’s interesting! Much love!!

Birthdays are meant to be special. They're supposed to be a celebration of a person. And that was exactly why you hated your birthday. Every one of your birthdays had never been special. Although this year your boyfriend, Connor McDavid, (yes that Connor McDavid) promised it would be different. But that was before he found out that he had practice in the morning, media stuff the rest of the day, and to add a cherry on top he was flying out to Winnipeg that night so he wouldn’t be able to see you at all. He took you out for dinner the night before to make up for not being able to be there on your birthday but it just wasn’t the same. He promised that when he gets a free day he’ll try his best to make up for it. Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on your bedroom door. Before you could even answer it three of your closest friends came dancing into the room. One was holding a bunch of balloons, another one was holding a present, and your roommate was filming it all. “Happy birthday” they yelled in unison. The three of them jumped onto your bed and sang happy birthday. After that they all flopped onto your bed in exhaustion. Final after they caught their breath one of them began to speak, “Your special day has all been planned out so there is nothing to worry about. All we need you to do is get ready to enjoy yourself,” The friend who brought in the balloons, Eliza, said. “You guys didn’t have to do anything for my birthday,” you responded. Sabrina, the one who brought in the present, let out laugh, “Are you kidding me? You deserve some birthday love!” “Yeah, you deserve a special day. And we had some help” your roommate, Jenna, agreed while still filming on her phone. You gave her a confused look, “Why are you filming? And what help?” you skeptically asked. “Well, let’s just say someone’s boyfriend cares an awful lot to make sure his girlfriend gets the perfect day on her birthday” she responded. You perked up right away, “wait, Connor helped plan this?” This whole day was beginning to look better and better. They all nodded their heads in unison. “He was pretty bummed that he wouldn’t be able to be here so he made sure to plan a perfect day!” Sabrina, responded, “actually, this present is from him but you aren’t allowed to open it till later.” You looked down at it and smiled. Of course Connor would have helped put all of this together. That’s just how much he loved you. He wanted to give you everything you deserved, and you deserved a good birthday. “Okay,” you looked up to your friends, “let’s do this.” They all cheered and pulled you in for a hug. Eliza was the first to let go, “I’m making your favorite breakfast in the kitchen. So when you’re done getting ready come on out.” Eliza was a chef so it made sense that she would cook breakfast. Eventually the two other girls left to help Eliza which left you alone to get ready. You couldn’t help but be super happy. If nothing else happened today you’d be fine with it because this was already enough.

“Eliza, the breakfast was awesome, thank you so much,” you praised her as you finished your meal. She smiled while taking your plates and putting them in the dishwasher. The whole breakfast you could tell your friends were anxious to get the festivities of the day started. “okay, what’s planned first for the day?” You questioned them. “Well we have a few destinations but basically we are just going to go to your favorite places downtown,” Jenna replied. So that’s basically how your day went. The first place you all went to was 4th Street Promenade. It was actually one of your favorite places because it was where the Rogers Place was and that is where Connor was currently practicing. And knowing that Connor was only a few walls away from you helped ease the discomfort of missing him, but you didn’t go there for Rogers Place. You spent most of a morning visiting shops, having lunch, seeing the Neon Sign Museum, and buying some sweet artisanal chocolates from Jacek Chocolate Couture. For Lunch, you were taken to 124th street. Then after that you spent most of your time looking at art galleries there. You couldn’t remember having a better day in Edmonton. It was fantastic. The only thing that could make it better was Connor. You tried not to dwell too hard on it but every now and then you would think about it.

It was around 4 o’clock that you and your friends returned back to your apartment. You were pooped from your long day. You were sitting on your couch when Eliza, Sabrina, and Jenna came in with Connor’s Present from this morning. You instantly perked up, “Oh my gosh I almost forgot!” You exclaimed. “We were hoping that would happen,” Jenna smiled, while filming once again. “You’ve been filming all day. Can you at least tell me why?” You questioned as you reached for the gift. “Not yet,” she smiled at you. You let out a groan and just rolled your eyes. “Okay, now open the gift,” Sabrina commanded. So that’s what you did. “Holy shit,” you let out. The gift was a beautiful Peter Copping black dress. It was a simple silhouette that would show off the best of you. All your friends shared the same expression. “That dress is about the price of our apartment,” Jenna exaggerated, even though she probably wasn’t far off. “There is no way I can accept this gift,” you said. Sabrina who was very into fashion was your voice of reason, “You cannot give that back. This is a once in a lifetime gift.” “But It’s too expensive. It’s too much,” you responded. “Wait, Connor wrote you a note. I think you should read it first,” Eliza encouraged. So you grabbed the folded up note and read it

“I know what you are thinking. ‘this is too expensive. I can’t accept it’. Well I got this for you because you deserve it. You are special and worth way more than this. Also it is custom made so it isn’t returnable ;). I love you more than you know and I wish I could be there with you right now. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there. I hope your day so far has been amazing, but my favorite part that we planned has yet to come. So put on the dress and Eliza, Jenna, and Sabrina will tell you the rest. I love you. I can’t wait to see you soon. -Connor <3” You were laughing and crying. You wish he was here. He put in so much effort to make this day amazing and it wasn’t fair that he wasn’t here to enjoy it with you. “Girl you better get rid of those tears real fast because you need to start getting ready,” Eliza said. You nodded your head and wiped away your tears.

Sabrina did your hair and make-up while Eliza and Jenna were there for support. By the end of the hour it took you to get ready your hair was in a beautiful loose up do and your makeup was flawless with a smoky eye. You learned that you were going to dinner at Corso 32. So your friends quickly got dressed and you all were off.

You walked into the Corso 32 and the moment you did the hostess looked at your friends and nodded his head. “This way, ma’am,” She motioned for you to follow. You looked back at your friends. Jenna had her camera out again filming, while Sabrina and Eliza were huddled together smiling at you and telling you to go. So you followed the hostess. You rounded the corner and saw Connor sitting at a table for two, wearing the biggest smile. “You have got to be kidding me,” You said. You didn’t run to him like you wanted to, due to the fancy restaurant and the dress, but when you reached him you threw yourself at him. “Happy birthday, babe. You look incredible in that dress,” he whispered in your ear. There were tears in your eyes. “I love you,” You told him while kissing him. Your friends were right behind you cheering. You turned towards them, “You did this! How could you not tell me!” you exclaimed. They laughed. “that’s why I have been filming all day because Connor wanted to see you enjoying yourself,” Jenna told you. You just rolled your eyes and snuggled into Connor and mumbled “you are too good to me.” Instead of responding he just kissed the top of your head. You untangled yourself from Connor and hugged your friends, “Thank you so much, I’ve had a great birthday,” you thanked them. At dinner you and Connor talked about your days. You learned that he lied about having to fly to Winnipeg and they actually were flying out tomorrow.

Connor ended up driving you back to his apartment. The two of you were just sitting in the car enjoying each other. You turned towards Connor, “Can I just say this was the best birthday ever.” He smiled while taking your hands in his. “It’s not over yet,” he responded while kissing your hands. You smiled at his response, “I really don’t deserve you,” you told him for what must have been the hundredth time that night. “You wrong,” he argued, “I don’t deserve you. You didn’t ask for this hard position of being in a relationship with an athlete and yet you accepted it with open arms. I wish I could give you a normal relationship where every night ended with you in my arms but I can’t and you don’t even complain. You are amazing. And Every time I’m with you, you make the moment magical. You deserve all the happiness in the world and if I can somehow give you it, then I will,” he finished. You didn’t respond because you were speechless, instead you kissed him. Letting the passion and emotions flow through the kiss. Once the kiss broke apart, he gave you smile like he knew a secret you didn’t, “Your birthday’s not over yet. I have one more surprise left,” You gave him a questioning look.

He walked you to the front door of his apartment. When you walked into his house you heard a big “Surprise!” being screamed! You looked around and saw your mom and dad, and siblings from back home. Your friends and some of the Oilers players and their girlfriends were there. It was everyone important to you in your life was surrounding you on your birthday. And the most important person was next to you holding your hand.

#nhl fanfiction #hockey fanfiction #nhl imagines #hockey imagines #nhl oneshots #hockey one shots #hockey #connor mcdavid #edmonton oilers #hockeyfun #hockey drabbles

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catastrophic affairs, truly (chap 5)

chaps 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / on ao3

hello it has been 500 years since i last updated but the lovely AmelineAmira on ao3 wrote a fic inspired by this one? omg? and that reminded me that i needed to update (i had the chapter ready i was just being lazy)(thank u <3) so yall should definitely check that fic out but in the meantime here is another chapter lets get LIT (its like midnight goodnight)

Marinette is smothered in hugs as soon as she steps into the bakery. Her parents apologize to the customers before pulling her into the living room, clearly scared about her well-being. They'd heard about the attack on the news and keep inspecting her to check for injuries; she assures them that she's fine.

“Really, Maman, I'm okay. The broken glass didn't even cut me. I promise.” She says. Her parents exchange a glance before turning back to her.

“We’re glad you're okay,” Her father starts, “But what about the stuff we’ve heard about this Chat Noir business?” Marinette silently curses. Shit. The attack had distracted her from thinking of a good way to bring it up.

She takes a deep breath. Well. “I know this is going to sound really weird, but I can explain. The truth is... Chat Noir is my fake boyfriend.”

Her parents stare at her for a few moments, eerily quiet. Marinette stands there waiting for a reaction, but there isn't one. Finally, she starts again.

“So... Chat asked me to fake date him so Ladybug wouldn't think he was lying to her about him having a girlfriend; I felt bad for him, but I also thought it was really funny, so I agreed. We set up some conditions so this doesn't go too far, and I can opt out whenever I want.” Marinette sees her parents visibly relax a little, but they're still confused. At last, Tom speaks up.

“I think the only question I can really ask is... can I meet this Chat?” Marinette hesitates in answering. Fortunately, she's saved by a bell ringing from inside the store. Sabine goes to check and brings back a plate of cookies and friend- in fact, she brings back a plate of chocolate chip cookies and a superhero friend.

“Hi Mr and Mrs Dupain-Cheng,” Chat greets after inhaling a couple cookies, “I'm Chat Noir, but I think you knew that. I just wanted to say that everything that's happened to your daughter today with the akuma was my fault and I apologize. Did she tell you exactly what's going on?” He says in one spurt. Marinette gestures for him to calm down and breathe.

“It's fine, I told them.” She says. He looks noticeably relieved.

“I didn't want you two to stress out or anything, I mean, Marinette was safe during the attack, if you count being trapped inside a glass cat head safe. Which, by the way, I'm really sorry for-- I didn't think people would overreact to something like who I'm dating. Or, you know, in this case, fake dating.” Honestly, this boy doesn't know when to stop talking; Marinette’s almost embarrassed for him. Luckily, her parents smile at him warmly.

“Thanks for letting us know, Chat.” Tom says. “We trust that you and Marinette can handle this, but if anything starts to trouble you, don't be afraid to come to us. Both of you.” Okay, dad. We can't just adopt every guy I (fake) date. Marinette thinks.

Chat grins, nods, and takes a few more cookies. “Thank you for everything. Can I speak to Marinette for a couple minutes?”

“I'm really sorry about everything that happened today. If you want to call it quits right now, that's fine with me. I can ask Alya to take all the pictures off her blog.” Chat says.

“No, no, really, it's fine! You wouldn't believe how many times I've been in serious situations like today’s, especially with the amount of attacks that happen in my school. Seriously. I forgive you. And if it had really bothered me that much I’m sure I would’ve asked Alya myself. Really, I’m okay.”

“So... we’re still fake dating?”

“Duh. You literally just met my parents. I'm not gonna break up with you right now.” Chat breathes out a sigh of relief. Then he rubs his temples before speaking up.

“You know what I just realized? I don't have any way to contact you besides like this, face to face. Can I have your phone number or something? Wait, no, you might know the civilian me. What about IM? I'll make a new one just for you. Maybe something like, small x - big x - Mari’s - underscore - true - underscore - love - big x - small x’, just to keep everything fresh.”

Marinette jokes. “Who are you, a scene kid from 2009?” They both snort at that.

“Like you have any better ideas.”

“Yeah, I don’t. Mine’s just my name.” Chat makes a big show of committing that to memory, as if he’s going to mix it up and find a different Marinette Dupain-Cheng somewhere on the internet. Marinette has to admit that he’s a pretty funny guy, even if he tries too hard to be cool sometimes.

A few minutes later she's shooing him out the bakery door while he salutes and blows a kiss. A couple customers smile; Marinette catches a few of them sneaking glances and laughs to herself. The fun has only just begun, she thinks.

It's past midnight, and Marinette knows she’s supposed to be on her rounds right now, except she isn’t really sure what to say to Chat as Ladybug after the day’s events. Technically, there was no way she could’ve helped him during the attack since she was quite literally trapped, but she still feels kind of bad. They’re supposed to be a team.

Marinette lays in bed for a while and listens as the city settles. There’s usually a couple cars left at this hour, and of course Paris is still ablaze- they don’t call it the City of Lights for no reason- but it feels eerily quiet and dark. I’m probably sleep-deprived, she thinks. Suddenly, her phone lights up and nearly blinds her. She fumbles for it and reads the notification.

New IM chat request from xXmaris_true_loveXx

Marinette has to smother herself with her blanket before she laughs too hard and wakes the entire city. She accepts the request and sees that Chat’s already sent a couple messages.

xXmaris_true_loveXx: hello my false lover (i hope)

i have a question

do you happen to be friends with lb or can you contact her

if so where tf is she?

oh shoot it's like 12:17 im sorry if i woke you up

She frantically types a message back, whispering for Tikki to get ready to transform her.

Marinettedcheng: hi chat no u didnt wake me i do in fact have a way to contact her i will tell her ur waiting & congrats on finding the right mari

xXmaris_true_loveXx: ok good i was just worried cus she wasn’t answering. get some rest you need your beauty sleep

Marinettedcheng: cant tell if thats an insult or compliment but thx i will see u 2mo

xXmaris_true_loveXx: wow i would never slander my fake gf </3... goodnight

“He certainly is a character, isn’t he?” Tikki says. Marinette rolls her eyes, her face shining from the glow of the city.

“Sure. Let’s get going. Tikki, spots on!” Marinette transforms at 12:20 and heads out to the Eiffel Tower.

It’s quite relaxing to be above the city in the dead hours of the night, with everything sparkling and the cool breeze rustling through the air. Ladybug finds her partner sitting on a ledge, lost in thought. She settles down next to him and they silently greet each other. It's awkward for a while before she speaks up.

“Hey.. so. I just wanted to say I'm sorry. Again. For not showing up earlier today? But I was in a sticky situation.” He smiles softly and Ladybug catches it, his face lit up by the moonlight.

“I forgive you. Again. It's okay, my Lady. I promise.” It's still a little awkward.

“Okay. I just feel guilty. Like, all these people were looking up to me to help them and be their hero, but I wasn't even there.”

“But your trusty sidekick was there,” Chat says with a grin.

She gently shoves him. “Chat, we talked about this. You're my partner, not my sidekick. We're equal. We balance each other out, that’s kinda the point. Duh.” He lets out a short laugh.

“Yeah, yeah, you're right. Team Miraculous, am I right?” She nods, glad that the slight tension in the air is gone. The two fist bump before settling back into the silence of the night.

A few more moments pass.

“We should... uh... patrol now?” Ladybug whispers. Chat’s eyes widen.

“Yeah, yep, you're right, I’ll do the north side of the city,” He raises his baton and helps Ladybug to her feet, “See you in 30.” Then he does an Olympics-worthy dive off the side of the tower, extending the pole to vault to the next building. Ladybug snorts as he leaves. Show-off. Again, she thinks.

Ladybug catches a couple thieves before finishing her patrol; they’re some sneaky tourists who wanted free souvenirs, but they at least have the dignity to look guilty when she turns them in.

Chat is sitting on the building across from the Dupain-Cheng bakery. Ladybug wants to laugh; he probably thinks his fake girlfriend is in there, asleep, not at all thinking about the crazy day they just had like he definitely is. She suddenly realizes he’s speaking to her and snaps out of her trance.

“So... did you hear about what happened to me and Marinette?” Ladybug snorts. She’d read his mind.

“Yeah, someone told me to check the Ladyblog, like, a half hour after you confessed to me.”

“Hmm. Seems awfully suspicious. You sure you didn’t expose me?” Chat interrogates, but he’s smirking. Ladybug rolls her eyes.

“Pssh. You probably submitted that post yourself, because you thought I didn’t believe you or something,” She jokes. He freezes for a moment, but she doesn’t notice. Biting her tongue to keep from laughing, she grins and adds, “But you do like Marinette, I can tell. I mean, why else would you be dating her?”

He nervously laughs but tries to play it off. “Yeah, she’s great. It’s going well. But hey, that’s enough about my love life. What are your plans for tomorrow? I never got to ask.” Shit. Uh, I’m going on a fake date with you in civilian form, while trying to keep it realistic enough so other people think we’re actually dating- but only until your plan of making me, as Ladybug, jealous finally works- which probably won’t ever happen, so, honestly, you tell me.

Later, she would wonder if it was the sheer amount of exhaustion from the day, the huge billboard right in front of her, or the curiosity of the cat (especially a certain Chat) which made her difficult situation a whole lot worse. But at the time, all she could think was to say something as ridiculous as possible so he wouldn’t ask any questions.

“I’m, uh, also going on a date. With.. um, the one and only, uh...” Ladybug drops her gaze from Chat’s eyes (which turns out to be an accident) and says with confidence, “Adrien Agreste.”

#marinette cheng #chat noir #marichat #ml fanfiction #love square #the CAT fic #lucia.txt #sweet dreams yall

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