#ooc: emma why is you so cute

[kawataslvr]

im craving some soft Mikey x male reader where reader is Draken’s distant relative coming to visit and really wanted to meet the supposed “Invincible Mikey” and when they do meet, they both like fall for each other immediately but dont say anything and Draken’s just so dumb and needs Emma to spell it out to him and hes just like “ohhh…wait what” and then freaks out not knowing what to do to help or something and Emma just ends up calling Hina and Takemichi to help plan some little date thing for Mikey n reader and Takemichi just ends up like patting Draken’s back saying “its ok to not understand how to be a 3rd wheel” lmfao

anywho, Mikey n reader end up together and have regular doriyaki dates or something <3

Summary : Fluff ,, He/Him ,, no actual warnings ,, Draken is distant cousins with reader,, a lil ooc ig?

SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG IVE JUST BEEN BUSY 😭🙏

A/N : SHDHFJ, please i love soft mikey and you gave me the perfect excuse to write him again.

Draken and you hung out every once in a while, even with that, you still hadn’t met Mikey in any one of those instances.

Much to your luck, Draken always told you.. but you were still super curious to meet the so called “invincible Mikey” never really getting to see him even if you lived around those parts.

After convincing him to let you meet him, you finally met the so called “Invincible Mikey” much to your surprise he was much more friendly.

Handsome.

Amazing..

Wonderful..

Why was your heart beating so fast now that he wad next to you? You hoped neither Mikey Draken noticed how flustered you were.

Even if Mikey was just as flustered, the conversation went normally. You and Mikey clicked immediately, it was plain to see right away.

Even if you two lived differently.

Draken somehow hadn’t caught on to you twos obvious liking for each other, even if you two were red as tomatoes very time you two accidentally touched.

Of course, when Emma saw you two.. she immediately saw it.

The marria— The way you two looked so cute together. And how both of you were hopelessly inlove.

Emma quickly asked Draken who the guy was , aka you. He told her and she freaked out, starting talking about how you two were perfect together while you and Mikey talked in the distance in the living room.

“Emma the hell do you mean?”

“You don’t see it!? The way Mikey is looking at that dude!?” Draken still didn’t catch whatever Emma was talking about, until they heard Mikey say something.

“You want some Y/N?” Did mikey just offer you his food? Not any, but his Doriyaki? Draken and Emma went silent.

The tall giraffe Draken finally catching on.

“You see what I mean!” Draken nodded and Emma quickly got to scheeming a date for you two.

Calling Takemichi and Hina over to arrange something for the two of you.

Draken and Takemichi went to go talk to you, Emma and Hina dragging Mikey away while he reluctantly screeched. Not that he couldn’t pull away, but Emma was scary.

You and Takemichi also got along well, but there was an obvious difference between how you and Mikey talked and you and Michi talked. Draken could now tell.

After Emma explained it to him and the hole sharing food situation.

“Mikey, do you like that guy!?”

“eh!?” Mikey was filled with confusion, not because he didnt. But did he make it that obvious? Did Y/N notice?

“It’s obvious! you like him right!?”

“I- Yeah I guess!?”

Mikey didnt really know how to react.

one second he was on the couch with you, and the next Hina and Emma were planning a date for him.

It took a bit of courage to ask you out on said date though.

alot.

alot of courage.

“Y/N, would you like to.. go out on a date with me?”

your heart didnt have to be pounding so fast. It really didn’t nevertheless you accepted his invite and got ready.

Freaking out internally about it.

After a bit of help from Hina (emma helped mikey.. the two planned this out step by step)

you got ready for the date and so did Mikey.

Draken and Takemichi felt like third wheels, Takemichi was used to this while he patted Draken on the back and said “Its okay, you’re gonna get used to this..”

You and Mikey were so nervous during the date, even if you two were talking normally yesterday.

You both assumed this silly little first sight crush would pass eventually.

Not end up like this.

Why were you so nervous? It was going great, if anything the sate was amazing.

You two ended up being closer, maybe Draken letting you meet Mikey wasn’t a bad idea.

At all.

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[thursdaygxrls]

Seeing It Out (‘Seeing Her’ Part Two)

summary — george weasley might (maybe) have a small crush. too bad she’s totally oblivious.

paring — george weasley x fem!bookworm!reader

disclaimer — i don’t own harry potter property, i don’t own this gif, and i don’t edit because i’m lazy. also, argyle & dicken’s isn’t real, i made it up.

warnings — everyone is stupid. maybe ooc.

read part one here!

She noticed him staring at her in potions. Well, she never proved it was her he was looking at, but she had a suspicion. Every time she would look up to transcribe the notes or recipes Snape described, she could see a mass of tangerine hair fly forward just a few desks ahead of her. She didn’t think anything of it at first. Why would she? But then she noticed him staring at her out of the corner of her eye before class one day. That look alone made her realize two things:

1. The looks she thought she may have been receiving were no coincidence and

2. The one staring was George Weasley

“I’m scared. Seriously, he’s planning something,” she confided as she and her friend, Meredith, began to stroll from dinner to their dorm, “He’s been watching me for a few weeks now. Something is going on.”

“Oh, don’t be silly,” Meredith giggled.

“I’m serious! When the Weasley twins set their sights on you, you’re dead in the water,” she guffawed.

“Or…” Meredith trailed off with a smile.

“Or?” She turned to her with an inquisitive look.

“Perhaps you tickled his fancy.” Meredith shimmied her shoulders suggestively.

“I tickled who and what?” Her eyes widened as she felt a laugh bubble at the back of her throat.

“I’m saying that maybe he keeps staring because he fancies you,” Meredith explained.

“George Weasley?” Her eyes crinkled as her grin widened slightly, “You’re mad.”

“Not mad, intuitive,” Meredith tapped her head, “You’re cute! You’re smart! Everyone in this bloody school ought to be head over heals for you!” She shook her almost comedically.

“Alright!” She laughed, “I get it! I’m fabulous!”

“Good,” Meredith said with a large smile, “Now, think about talking to him.”

“We haven’t disposed of the ‘the twins are going to put fireworks in my pillowcase’ theory,” she shook her head.

“I’ve disposed of it. It’s gone.” Meredith pretended to throw something before wiping her hands together, “But seriously, talk to him if you’re interested, y’know? He’s not too bad on the eyes – and I doubt he’s all too evil.”

“I guess I’ll think about it,” she shrugged, “How’s Emma going?”

“It’s – shit, I left it in the Great Hall,” Meredith groaned, “Wait here for me, alright?”

“I’ll wait an eternity for you!” She called after the girl.

“Put those moves on someone else, would you?” Meredith winked before disappearing down the hall.

George Weasley. He was popular, maybe not as much as his twin brother, but he was one-half of the dynamic pranking duo. She’d seen them before; they watched people, and so did she. They always observed their prey before attacking — but their targets were never just innocent bystanders. She’d like to think she was innocent. She’d like to think a lot of things, though, and not all of them were true.

Meredith was taking a while. Was she right? Was he interested in her? The thought seemed silly, foreign. It was like a honey bee finding a hidden daisy in a room full of tulips. Yet, she couldn’t help but smile at the thought. It was a nice thought. A flash of orange alerted her to the balcony in front of her. Funnily enough, standing at the edge, staring out to the floor below them, were the Weasley twins – and George was staring at her.

It was curious. This was the first time they’d ever connected eyes, yet it felt entirely natural. Maybe it was because she’d stared a thousand people in the eyes, or maybe this was different. She looked at him, and he looked at her, and for a moment, time was able to exist on a different plane entirely. God, was it cheesy. She’d read about this before; the lovers’ first meeting. Wait, lovers? They aren’t lovers, they don’t even know each other, besides – oh God. In a flash, something fell from George’s hand, flying down from the balcony and directly onto poor Professor Flitwick’s head. The thing burst ceremoniously and a powder fizzled around the man. He batted at himself in confusion as she looked on at him with horror. His hair was entirely green.

What the bloody hell was that?

She clutched her copy of The Picture of Dorian Gray — the copy that had just been knocked from her hands — in her sweaty palms. Today had been going great, spectacular even. Her dreams had wiped any memory of possible crushes from her mind. She woke up early, found a matching pair of socks on her first try, and was ready to pick up a new book. Meredith had shoed her out of the dorms when she attempted to wake the girl; she preferred sleep over food. So, it was just her and Dorian who’d made it out to the stairs when she was pushed (nudged?) to the ground.

By George Weasley, of course.

She’d wondered if this was a part of his scheme for a moment. It would be the perfect time to catch her off guard — bright and early before she’d even wiped the crust from her eyes. But then she saw his face and the shock that drew over his features. He certainly didn’t mean to bump into her. At least, it didn’t seem like it.

They conversed in an awkward manner, but managed to hit one another only once more. The real issue was the end of the conversation:

“See you in potions, George!”

It was meant to be friendly, a sort of peace offering if he was still trying to pull off something dodgy. And, of course, it was friendly enough until she realized she had never talked to him before. She sounded like a stalker. A bad stalker at that. She let her mind race as she rushed off to the Great Hall, hoping to not see the boy again before she got there.

It was a dragging, near exhausting wait until potions. Her nerves were so shot that, even if she calmed down, they would still leave a searing imprint under the surface of her skin. By lunch, she’d decided to try to calm herself. Surely he’d forget before then. Surely it would all resolve itself. Surely, she thought to herself as she pushed into the potions’ lab, there was–

He was sitting in her chair.

Meredith was late, unable to save her, and George was sitting at her table.

Her first move was to take cautious steps toward her destination. She knew well enough that this confrontation was unavoidable (or maybe she’d just built it up in her mind too much). She would just grit her teeth and bear it, though, because the only other alternative was to flee Hogwarts entirely.

“Hey!” He’d seen her, and she froze. She was only a step or two away from her seat, of course he saw her.

“Hi,” she responded with less grandeur. He stood in front of her, slicking his hands against his slacks as he smiled.

“Sorry about this morning,” his grin damn near sparkled, “I only do that sort of thing on the field usually.”

“Right,” she nodded. He was standing right in front of her seat, trapping it with his lanky body.

“Yeah,” his confidence stuttered momentarily, “Uh, your book. How is it?”

“Dorian Gray?” She questioned, receiving a nod, “Oh, it’s alright. A couple blokes doing a lot of talking.”

“Any puke?” George cocked his head.

“There’s blood,” she replied.

“Fluid is fluid,” he shrugged. There was another hesitation before he spoke again:

“I noticed you read a lot – muggle books, I mean. It’s interesting,” he stuck his hands in his pockets, “I was thinking about picking up a muggle book, but I don’t know where to start.”

So this was it. Weeks of stares and stilted interactions because of her obsession. She let out an audible sigh of relief. Any ounce of fear or tension drained from her body, and in its place, a peace rooted itself. Apparently, all it took to crack her shell was the mention of books.

“Oh, sure!” She spoke, her lips curling into a smile, “If you tell me what you fancy in a story I could find something you’d enjoy.”

“That’d be great,” he grinned, “Maybe I could tell you this weekend at Hogsmeade?”

“Hogsmeade?” Her eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah,” he perked up suddenly, “There’s that muggle book shop near the outside of town — Argyle and Dicken’s? You could help me find something. Maybe we can go for butterbear after?”

There was nothing Jane Austen could have done to prepare her for an offer like this. No romance novel she’d ever read could help her. She couldn’t reply with something witty, or cute, or sultry. She couldn’t wink or do something flirtatious. All she was capable of doing was giving him a near-dumbfounded look whilst attempting to close her partially agape mouth. George Weasley wanted a little more than just a recommendation.

“She’d love to.” A feminine voice spoke from behind her. Meredith, somewhat winded and somewhat late, swooped in beside her to press a metaphorical hand to her jaw.

“Love to,” she repeated, though a little less confident. George seemed to appreciate the answer anyways, giving a quick nod of greeting to Meredith before smiling back at the other girl.

“Outside the castle at noon this Sunday work?”

“It, yeah, yes, it would work.” She nodded vigorously.

“Wicked,” he chuckled lightly, “It’s a da–“

“Get to your seats.” Professor Snape’s deep voice commanded. She, as well as Meredith, wasted no time shuffling past the boy to their chairs. George moved, though, only after he hesitated a moment. The potions lesson began unceremoniously, and she couldn’t help but look over to Meredith as Snape’s monotonous voice consumed the classroom.

“What was that?” She asked, eyes still wide.

"That was you getting yourself a date." Meredith whispered her reply happily.

A date. With George Weasley – the same George Weasley she had thought to be plotting against her, or at least hoping for her downfall. Yet, she couldn’t help but smile as the lesson went on.

A date.

With George Weasley.

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[possessivedesires]

Ownership Part 2

Yanderes: reverse harem (Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji, and Mitsuya)

Reader: street racer, ex-gang member

Warnings: fighting, some nsfw themes because this is the dark world- but not in detail to keep everything g/n, murder, mind break, childhood PTSD from gang involvement some ooc Emma drama because of Draken being involved.

Guide: each of the boys have their special names for you. That's the only thing they'll call you (unless you're good and they're giving you praise) and of course it has something to do with you being their lap dog. Mikey's mutt, Draken's pup, Baji's bitch, Mitsuya's puppup, and Chifuyu's puppy.

Your hand gently moved in the water, your eyes watching the ripping in the water; feeling the steam in the air on your skin. Mitsuya pressed his lips gently against your neck, moving his hands over your hips. Chifuyu was gently scratching your hair, having that relaxing spot of yours memorized by now, your eyes shutting as you tricked your body to just relax into a small daydream. That none of this black mail ever happened… That this was some fairytale ending…

But sadly that wasn’t the case, your body was still sore from the last session they had on you. Mikey and Baji are always the rough on you, but even Draken was rough on you last time… The blonde had been frustrated and using you to his advantage. But at least you could always depend on Mitsuya and Chifuyu for the gentle aftercare.

“You did so well for them.” Chifuyu whispered, breaking you from your little fantasy. He moved his hand over your cheek, your body wanting to curl in. Mitsuya continued littering your collarbone and neck in gentle kisses; being soft and careful with you as you were in his lap. E/c eyes blinked, finally opening back to glance at Chifuyu.

The door opened, the sound catching your attention. Mitsuya finally lifted his head from your neck, glancing at the doorway where Baji was holding the door open with that large grin of his. A grin that haunted your dreams, especially paired with dangerously glittering eyes. “Hurry it up with them already! You know what day it is, we’re waiting for our bitch.”

It’s Friday… Everyone knew what Fridays were, something that they called hunting days, where they enjoy chasing you down to see who gets you for the entire weekend.

But you were exhausted… All you wanted to do was sleep… Leaning against the side of the tub, resting your head on your folded arms as you tiredly stared at the tiled floor. Baji narrowed his eyes, making his way over and crouching down. His rough voice whispering in your ear, “I wouldn’t mind chasing down that bastard Hiro and finishing him off if you don’t feel like running tonight.”

And there was the fight that Baji wanted to see again. His body leaning back to avoid the way you stood up quickly, the burn in your e/c eyes and jaw tightened. He glanced down your exposed body, seeing the bruises from him and Mikey; licking his lips in delight. Oh he couldn’t wait to have you for the weekend…

“Don’t know why you’re so happy; I’m winning tonight and going to have them all to myself this weekend.” Chifuyu said as he sat on his knees, wrapping his arms around your waist and those words made Baji start laughing loudly. Glancing at the blonde like he lost his mind. “Is that what you think?”

Chifuyu nodded with a soft pout, he already had such a cute weekend planned for the two of you. Your fist tightened by your side… Mikey and Draken are usually the winners, but those weekends aren’t too bad. Baji usually are the worst weekends, but sometimes he’s chill. As long as you’re warming him with your mouth, he can get cruel if you don’t. But Mitsuya and Chifuyu always takes you on little dates if they win.

As if they’re trying to make you happy in this arrangement you’ve been forced into. But they really did want to do anything that made you happy, except leave them.

“Fine… just… let me get dressed.” You mumbled, Mitsuya standing up to show Baji out of the room. Chifuyu grabbed your chin, kissing your lips before leaving after Mitsuya. They didn’t care to leave the room naked, knowing it was only Mikey and Draken out there. That there was some clothes waiting out there for them.

The back of your hand wiped your mouth, getting out of the bath to dry off. As you grabbed your clothes from the shelf, something clattered to the ground and catching your attention. Kneeling down on the tiled ground, pressing your fingers against the metal. Thumb nail digging under the latch, opening it to trace your finger over the pictures. Nine on one side and Hiro on the other. As long as you’re safe…

“Hurry up in there! We got a weekend to plan!” Mikey called out, your hands pulling the hoodie over your head. Then the boxers and shorts, picking up the locket from the ground to put around your neck. As you left the building completely, they were all standing outside.

There was a light drizzle, it actually felt refreshing. Taking a deep breath, leaning your head back softly to feel the light mist on your face. Baji was bouncing his weight between his feet, loosening up as he gave you an excited grin. He wanted you this weekend. “Your three minutes starts… Now.”

Draken announced, starting the stopwatch. That sent you running, panic clutching at your throat and bare feet hitting against the asphalt. Jumping over the boxes in your way, turning around the corner to try and get as much distance between you and them as you could. They always have given you a head start, giving you a chance. At least, that’s what you thought…

But no, this was to make the hunt more worth it for them.

“Y-Y/n?” Your body seemed to freeze, your head turning to see Fox standing there with grocery bags in his hands. His eyes were wide, reflecting your own wide eyes- unsure of what to do. This is the first time in months since you’ve seen any of your once large family.

Months… It’s been months since you’ve become their lap dog. How you have your sanity, how you still have your fire, is something you still don’t understand.

Fox didn’t understand, he was scared to know if this was real or some messed up dream. “W-we… We thought we wouldn’t see you again! We were so worried about ya! You-you just disappeared without a trace?? What the hell happened? No call? No note? Nothing! Do you understand how much Nine has been worrying about you?!”

His voice was raising the more he rant, his blood pressing rising and that was making you panic. Especially because you knew the time before the started chasing you was ticking, you didn’t get as far as you wanted to, and you didn’t want them to hear his raising voice. Fox noticed your panic, noticing the way you were trying to shush him. “Y/n… Whats going on?”

“I…” You saw Mikey turn the corner, making you quickly turn around to take off running again. Instead of continuing to run in the open street, you aimed into one of the store and running through the aisles. But Mikey had seen you, quickly grinning and pushing Fox out of the way to get into the store.

You were crouched down behind one of the small freezers holding fish. Sneaking through the store by sneaking to hide behind the end freezers as you could hear his steps, using them to know when it was safe to cross the aisles.

You could see the back exit door out of the corner of your eye, the panicked feeling of being hunted made you immediately book for the door. Though, you didn’t know if Mikey saw the sharp movement of you suddenly running but you also didn’t have time to care. As the door opened, you ran out and seen a broom to which you helped stuck the door with it.

“There you are puppup.” Mitsuya’s voice made you silently cursed, turning your head just a bit to glance back at him. He had just turned around the corner, but was immediately coming closer. No… No, you couldn’t get caught. This was the day you win…

Before his hand could grab you, you dashed right- not giving yourself a chance to catch your breath. Your lungs were beginning to hurt, feet becoming bruises and making you curse inwardly about not having enough time to grab your shoes.

Mitsuya’s fingers had just skimmed past your hoodie, swearing he could momentarily feel the softness of the fabric of your hoodie. Running after you, chasing you down the street, he wanted to give you a sweet weekend date!

Y/n…? An older man thought, eyes wide under the hat that had been hiding his face but allowing him to see things. He had been sitting on the edge of the curb to watch for any information, but he wasn’t expecting you to run by.

"Gotcha puppy!" Chifuyu yelled as he saw you, running after quickly. Smoke had been staring at you and Chifuyu in shock, watching you run into a smaller shop. Running to a back room, slamming the door behind you and locked it. Leaning against the wooden door, refusing to let go of the handle. Chifuyu immediately grabbing at the handle, “C-come on puppy, don’t ya want to have a nice weekend? You know I won’t hurt you, just open the door.”

Chifuyu tried to sweetly coax you, wanting you to unlock the door. Your hand tightened on the handle, bottom lip beginning to quiver. Of course… Chifuyu and Mitsuya would be your best option… They would treat you sweetly, especially with you already being so exhausted, you just wanted to collapse.

Your hand was shaking, some part of you wondering why you were still fighting. Maybe you should just give in… What’s the point… Months were taking a toll on you, unnoticed of the figure sneaking in. Black eyes watching the way you were beginning to unlock the door, eyes dulled while staring at the door.

“Hello pup.” The hand covered your mouth, making your eyes widened quickly as you realized you had just unlocked the door. You were pulled back from the door, into Draken’s chest as he smirked. Your head turned, feeling your body shaking lightly and he cooed before booping your nose. Suddenly pulling you over his shoulder.

Chifuyu’s smile brightened when he saw the door opened, quickly falling into a pout when he saw Draken carrying you. The taller one only smirking. “They’re mine for the weekend.”

Fox glanced at Smoke when your old uncles watched the way you were carried out from the small store. Smoke nodded, even the older man sitting on the side of the curb got up to make his way to Smoke and Fox. Your three uncles leaving the neighborhood.

“We saw them!” Fox exclaimed while he threw open the door, Ratchet jumping from the loud noise. The sharp clattering sound of him dropping his wrench echoed in the room, Ratchet making some annoyed sound before he getting back to work on the radiator.

“The hell ya talkin ‘bout ya two?” Nine’s voice was a bit slurred, pushing his empty cup away. Ever since you disappeared, he’s been stuck between the fight of drinking his pain away or grieving with his emotions. Sometimes, like today, the drinking wins; and Ratchet was here to make sure that he didn’t drink too much. Already had been cut off by his friend, leaving him with an empty cup.

Hiro glanced over at hearing his uncles, pausing in the hallway. Both of his legs were in casts, a gift from Baji. He had been trying to stumble to the bathroom, but now he was curious from the urgent voice of his uncle and loud noises. Pain scrunching up his face, leaning against the wall to listen in on the conversation. Is… he… could he really be talking about Y/n…?

Hiro thought to himself, hand reaching out to brush his fingers over the frame of a picture where your captured smiling face was seen. This was actually one of the last good pictures before Hiro had left in the first place, when it seemed like all of them were together. If he hadn’t gotten so jealous of you, if he hadn’t been so rash, and desperate for his father’s attention… He should have never left…

“Listen to me Nine!” Fox snapped, slamming his hands on the table and giving the drunken man a glare. Nine just lazily waved him off, looking to his cup as if more alcohol was magically gonna be in there. Hiccup in annoyance and trying to find his body, Smoke sitting at the table. “Nine… They were running, chased… And a blonde with a tattoo on the side of his head caught them.”

“Hah! Runnin… If that was the case…” He hiccuped, shaking his head and almost falling out of the chair from the way shaking his head seemed to take off his balance. Hand trying to grab at his class, instead accidentally hitting it and the glass rolling off of the table. Shattering on the ground, Ratchet sighing while fixing the radiator. He should have stopped his friend earlier… “Th-they would’ve come back… stupid fuckin glass.”

Tattoo on the side of his head…? No… Draken… He-he was serious. Hiro thought, first in confusion before his eyes widened in realization. Hand reaching up to grab at his shirt, feeling like his chest was hurting… Remembering that day that he was let go from them.

“Seems like today is your lucky day, good for you.” Draken spoke as he walked up, arms crossed. Black eyes looking down at Hiro sprawled out on the floor. Blood pooled around his head from the busted skin; the result from Baji’s insane punches. And the pain he felt from his broken legs… It was unlike anything he’s ever felt before…

“H-how…” He coughed, blood spitting across the asphalt as he wheezed. It would be a miracle if there was no broken ribs, but Hiro had a suspicion that they were… But Hiro didn’t understand where this was coming from, he thought he was going to die with them… “Y/n made a deal with us.”

“Y/n?! The hell you do to them?!” Hiro suddenly yelled, letting out a wheeze like cough from the way that Draken kicked him. Spitting out more blood, feeling like he wanted to get sick. He should have felt annoyed that you were saving him once again, should have felt that anger he usually felt whenever you solved his problems.

But yet… He didn’t, no, he felt something different… Those times, all those times that he snapped at you for taking care of him, all those times he was an asshole for you saving him. He was never upset at you, no, he was upset with himself. That he put his little sibling in possible danger as they protected him, that he couldn’t be the solver of problems. But he didn’t understand the anger he felt to himself, instead taking it out on you for so long… He shouldn’t have done that…

“You’ve been given a second chance. Don’t fuck it up by tryin to play hero, you never were anyways.” Draken said as he was kneeling down besides Hiro, darkly glaring at him. Hiro felt tears pooled in his swollen eyes, staring at Draken. “Wh-what… What are you going to do to them…?”

“We’re going to keep them, they’re ours now. Our little pet.” He stood up, nodding to Baji who picked up Hiro by the collar of his shirt. Hiro’s breath caught in his throat, terrified of what Baji was about to do. “Take him back home Baji, he won’t do anything rash.”

And the worst thing that made Hiro feel sick… Was the fact that Draken was right… As Baji was dragging him out, not caring by the way Hiro’s broken legs were in pain from the dragging on the ground. “Wh-why?! Why would they do that?! M-make a deal! Why?!”

“To save your pathetic ass.”

Tears fell down Hiro’s cheeks, feeling his fist clenched by his side. He was the only one who knew where you were… But yet, he never told his dad or his uncles about it. Even when his father begged him to know what happened to Hiro when he was taken, Hiro didn’t want to say anything in case he accidentally spilled about what you did…

Hiro didnt understand you. Though Hiro acted like the worst brother you could have asked for… You still gave up your freedom for his and didn’t understand it. No matter how he looked at it; he couldn’t wrap his head around it. And he hated how the guilt tore him from the inside.

“Think about it Nine… come on man, think. They were caught! It must have been what they were dealing on their own before they disappeared.” Fox was arguing with the drunk Nine, Smoke immediately freezing in his seat. Ratchet stopped working on the radiator at hearing that, paling where he was sitting. Smoke quickly shaking his hands, silently mentioning for Fox to shut up.

“What are you talking about?” Nine asked dangerously, Ratchet turned his head to look back at Fox. Ratchet had been one of the ones that had been trying to find out what you had been fighting on your own; but they had trained you well growing up… If you didn’t want someone to know something, they wouldn’t.

“Look, they came to Ratchet wanting parts. Their bike was crashed. They were unfocused, biting their nails, they were fighting something on their own.” Nine’s unfocused eyes widened at hearing that, beginning to cry at hearing that. His friends’ eyes widened at watching him beginning to cry, tears falling down his cheeks. “I failed them!”

It was no secret that biting your nails was a nervous habit of yours, when you’re carrying too much on your shoulders. It was a sign that all your uncles knew it was an unconscious silent cry of help. None of them knew how to get Nine to stop crying… Ratchet spoke up, “Did you see where they went?”

“No…” It made the others’ mood drop, Fox’s eyes widened at watching them before quickly trying to cheer up the mood. This was the first sign in months they’ve seen you, this should be good news! “B-but I’m sure we’ll see them soon!”

“Yea, yea of course! Look, we know how much they fight back and how stubborn they are. They’ll find a way to reach out to us soon and we’ll bring them back home.” Smoke agreed with Fox, trying to make the situation lighter.

They shouldn’t have given me this life… It didn’t belong to me, not after I hurt dad. But you… you took care of dad and the uncles, you deserve to be here more than anyone. I shouldn’t be feeling the warmth from my uncles, I should have never been able to leave those psychopaths. But what the hell can I even do…? Hiro finally thought defeatedly, slumping to the ground. Hanging his head, hands holding his head as he silently sobbed.

“Just trust them Nine, they’ll be home before ya know it.”

The bike slowed to a stop, engine getting cut off. Your body was caged by Draken, since he wanted to let you sit in front of him so he could make sure you didn’t try anything. Plus when you held onto the handle bars, it always gave him the excuse to hold your hands- keeping his hands over yours.

“What are we doing here…?” You asked softly, looking over at Draken in confusion. This garage, you didn’t recognize it. He hummed at your question, only giving you a smirk. “You’ll understand when you get inside.”

Draken’s been waiting for his weekend to show you this, wanting to be the one to get the praise for what he did. But all you wanted to know is what he was planning, confused as you watched him open the door. Mentioning you inside, every internal warning and alarm going off as you made your way through the door.

Blood stained the floor, the metallic scent was thick in the air. It could like you were choking on it, hand reaching up to grab at your mouth and help cover some of the scent. It seemed like forever since you had smelt something like this.

“Since you’ve given yourself to us to save that bastard, no reason to keep letting them freely crawl around.” Draken explained as he kicked one of the guys sprawled out on the ground. These… These were the guys you had raced, that had put you in this position. But hearing his explanation made his stomach drop.

They only made that deal with me to get me to willingly work with them… They knew where these guys were the entire time, it was all a game to them! They-they were like pawns… But since I made the deal to take Hiro’s place and get him home… They didn’t need these pawns, this deal couldn’t be held above my head. If I had found them… Before I gave myself up for Hiro, I could have been free.

“Buuuuuut, they still owe you money.” Draken said, annoyed that someone had the idiocy to steal from you. Sure it was before they all met you, but still, these scum still did it. Your eyes widened as you could the guy under Draken screaming in pain, watching the way Draken was stepping on the already wounded head. “So, where’s their money?”

“Wh-what are y-y-you-“ He screamed again as Draken leaned down against his knee, pressing more of his body weight. But the injured guy’s eyes widened when he saw who walked over to look at Draken. He was the one that raced you… They never thought they would have seen you again, so why… “Don’t play dumb with me.”

Draken growled, your body turning away from the screams. Everything in your mind seemed jumbled, you couldn’t pinpoint why it was happening. You were upset that someone stole from you, even if it was months ago and you’ve had bigger things to worry about, you were upset that there was a chance you could have escaped this hell earlier- and you never realized it till now.

You looked around the garage, hand reaching out and running along one of the crates. Feeling a steel rod resting on top of the wooden surface, one of your fingers trailing over the spiral like design. This was usually your go to weapon if you had business to take care of.

“This is the fourth time ya’ve come in with wounds.” You mentioned as Hiro snuck into the garage. He would rather get caught sneaking in by you than his father. Hiro tried to brush you off and walk past to the house, when the monkey wrench was held out in front of him. “What are you doing?”

“What happened to you? Why do you keep getting hurt?” You asked, concerned, but his jaw clenched at hearing you already ready to get fight. “I don’t need any help from baby brother/sister.”

He snapped, pushing your arm down roughly and not caring when you fell back of your chair. Narrowed e/c eyes glared at him, watching him disappear through the doorway and you waited even just a little bit more for everything to go quiet.

You stood up, brushing the dirt from the back of your pants. Just by one look, you had made up your mind. Reaching out to grab the steel rod from the corner of the garage and leaving.

“Did you see that idiot? Can you believe that he says his dad used to be a gangster?!” One of the boys laughed, lightly punching his buddy. Your eyes watched them, having a feeling that if you stuck around here then the culprits would show up. “There’s no way! I think he made it all up for attention.”

“Do ya? Is that what ya think?” Your voice asked behind them, making them jump from your sudden appearance. First they were worried of being caught, but then they saw it was a smaller kid. “Who let in the shrimp? Come on kiddo! Run back before your parents cry about curfew-“

His buddy’s eyes widened when they saw the one talking fall to the ground, blood seeping out of the wound. You had a big grin on your face, eyes seeming to sparkle a bit at the adrenaline beginning to spike. Blood now covering your favored steel rod.

“Pup? What are you doing?” Your eyes blinked, seeing one of the guys on the floor in front of you. When did you move…? The metal rod that you had been looking at was in your hand; and now had a little bit of blood.

“Well… I’ll be damned pup, look at you. You protected me.” The pride that Draken felt… Oh he couldn’t wait to tell Mikey about this. But you were stuck staring at steel rod, wondering why you had moved. Did… they break you already?

“Ya guys took our pup’s money after racin’ on our turf. So how about this, ya give them everythin’ ya got. Dead men don’t need riches anyways.”

“Dr-Draken… I…” You tried to speak out, maybe to argue about your actions, maybe to stop all this. You really didn’t know why you were speaking out or what you were going to say. But he only gave you a small look, “Hush pup, we’ll go out once we’re done. You need to be rewarded anyways.”

But I didn’t do it on purpose… You thought, shoulders slumping. But Draken only grinned at seeing you listening to him, not realizing you were just in your thoughts, and look at where the injured guy was pointing. “It better be there or I’ll make things even more painful before your death.”

Draken stepped off of his head, kicking him away before making his way over to he had been pointing at. Grinning at seeing the money, looking back at the dazed you. “Ready to out pup?”

The rod dropped from your hand at his question, clattering on the concrete with an ear ringing sound. Your eyes were staring at your hands, just a couple drops of red against your s/c skin. After months… Months of being treated like a little lap dog… You still had your fight.

“Pup, are you listening to me?” Draken asked, pulling you from your thoughts as he pulled you to his chest. His hand buried in your hair, pressing you against his chest. All the money was in his pockets, sending a text to Mikey that he had news to share- telling him where to meet the two of you.

“There we go pup, your attention back on me. Come on, I said we’re leaving. The others will come to finish them.” Draken said as he was pulling you out of the garage, keeping an arm wrapped around your shoulder. You swung your leg on the back, following the routine you’ve come to know and Draken leaned his head on your shoulder. “Let’s get going, I’m starving and you must be too after today.”

You’ve learned how to properly survive with each of them, knowing what each of them wanted. Mikey likes a little spitfire with them, but ultimately likes you listening to him. Mitsuya is chilled, he doesn’t like ordering you around so much and loves living in the delusion of a happy relationship. Chifuyu is clinging; he loves the affection and wants to be close to you. Baji is always a wild, it takes careful precision to know which mood he’s in- from wanting a brat to put in their place or a sweet little pet he can dote on.

“You’ve been zoning out today, this isn’t a very fun reward weekend.” And then there’s Draken. He’s soft, unless he’s frustrated, always showing that he wants to protect you- in his dark and twisted ways. Showing you his dedication to you, he loves rewarding you when you’ve been good in his eyes. “Sorry Draken.”

“It’s okay pup, but we’re here now. So you can make it up to me by sitting in my lap for dinner.” He said with a smile as he parked the bike, leaning back to stare at you. Wondering how perfect and how lucky he was for universe to have sent you racing on their turf. You’re everything he could ask for, glancing down at the collar around your neck.

You got off of the bike, Draken following after you. He held out his hand, wondering if you do it without him having to say anything. And to his surprise and pride, you slipped your hand into his. “Good pup.”

He praised you, walking into the restaurant. You were surprised to see that Mikey was already sitting there and Draken gently pushed you into the booth. Draken sat besides you, glancing over at you while patting his thigh. “So what happened? What’s the big news?”

Mikey asked as you moved to sit in Draken’s lap. At first; he was thinking that he was gonna have to punish you. The dark excitement grew at the thought, but the annoyance bubbled at thought of fighting back still. Draken hummed, gently brushing his fingers over your jaw. “Pup deserves a reward tonight.”

“Oh yea? What’da they do?” Mikey asked, interested and leaning forward to rest his chin on his hands. Draken smirked, wrapping his arms around your waist. “When we went to get their money, ya know the ones that those bastards still had. Pup had protected when one of those assholes got up to get me from behind.”

“Wait, really?” Out of all the things that Mikey had been thinking of what we was about to hear, that definitely wasn’t one of them. But he couldn’t fight the grin that was growing on his face, excited at the thought to have you finally broken in. The perfect little pet.

“I’m so proud of you baby.” You looked up quickly at hearing Mikey, surprised. They’ve called you anything but their pet, so to hear a pet name… A sweet praise, it sounded so… Affectionate. You weren’t used to this, you didn’t know how to respond. But yet; you craved for more. “Continue being this good and you’ll be rewarded nicely.”

If… If I continue to hurt people for them, I can get good things… Could I even get… freedom? You thought to yourself, trying not to let the smile grow on your face at the thought. You couldn’t let them know what you had planned.

Your hand spun the baseball bat in your hand before cracking it against the skull of the guy standing in front of you, pretending the skull was a baseball. Baji grinned at seeing you, letting out a loud laugh. He had heard it from Mikey and immediately wanted to test you the first chance he had gotten.

So of course he didn’t give you a chance the next hunting day. With his weekend, he had a fight set up. Of course not letting you know about his plan. You had just reacted when you saw someone running up to Baji to attack him.

Of course Baji would have no problem taking out this guy, could easily defend himself. But no, he wanted to see what you would do. And he loved it.

He walked over to you, grabbing your hair with a harsh grip. Once you would have winced at the pain, but now you seem to have gotten addicted to it. Grinning at Baji in response and Baji was addicted to see your response. He wanted more. “Atta boy/girl.”

You seem to vibrate with his growl of a praise. Slowly you’ve lost that goal of freedom, trickling away till nothing was left. Every praise you had gotten made your brain feel fuzzy, you were addicted to them. “Don’t worry anymore my lovely bitch. Let me take care of this scum and we’ll go do something fun, yea?”

He hummed, leaning close to nip at your lip and feeling your smile grow. With one last tug on your hair, he let go of you to drag off the poor son of a bitch away. You watched him, still in that delicious haze you’ve grown to enjoy when around the people who own you.

Footsteps caught your attention, they were coming up behind you. Not Baji’s pattern of footsteps, or any of your other owners. So, all you could tell, that it was threat. Tightening your grip on the baseball bat, quickly swinging it as you turned.

A hand snatched it, golden eyes stared at you with a small ring of a bell sounding out. The bell on his earring, catching your attention to watch it momentarily. He smirked softly, “I was wondering when you would finally be left alone. They’ve been clinging onto you forever.”

There was a giggle from him, but you glared at him. All haziness from Baji’s praise was gone, leaving you sober and alert to this danger of a newcomer. You didn’t know who this person was or what he wanted. You demanded, “And you are?”

“Name’s Kazutora, nice to finally meet the lap dog of Toman. I’ve been wanting to see what kept ya ‘round so far.” He leaned down, getting in your face but you didn’t shy away from him. You weren’t scared of him, he didn’t intimidate you. Instead, you tilted your head to the side- almost mocking him, “And you’re not just here to taunt, are you?”

Kazutora was curious, he wanted to test you. Enjoying that cold look in your eyes, it made an excitement in him stir. “Nope~ I wanted to see what got them all fired up, but here I find a little… nothing.”

You let out a breathy chuckle, shaking your head. Kazutora smirked at you, growing excited at the thought of seeing what you would do. “I wish it was nothing, then I wouldn’t be stuck here.”

His grip tightened on the baseball bat, wondering if you wanted to leave. Your eyes narrowed, remembering their praises and whose collar was around your neck. Suddenly head butting Kazutora, making him lean back in surprised pain before your leg kicked his out from under him.

Excitement sparkled his eyes, staring up at you. The baseball bat was pressed against his chest, but there was nostalgia beginning to dig its claws in your chest. This is how you were before Toman, you craved to go back to the way it used to be.

“Babe! We’re leaving!” The crave to be how it used to be disappeared, leaving with the haziness happiness. Instead you were instinctively perking up, tossing the bat to the ground and leaving Kazutora on the ground as you left to go find Baji with a smile. Babe? That’s a new one!

Holy shit… I want them. Toman doesn’t deserve them. He thought, sitting up and feeling the unstable grin stretching across his face.

Your fist swung, watching the blonde easily dodge and you kicked back. Baji grabbed your ankle, yanking towards him and making a small yelp coming from the sudden movement- hopping on your foot to keep up with the pull.

Ever since you showed loyalty to them, they’ve been testing you more and more. Curious to see just how far you would go for them, Draken finally figuring out the secret way to. He’s the one that basically studies you, noticing the way you were addicted to their praise. So you best believe that they took advantage of that.

Some part of you wants to please them, to have them proud of you. Like the eager pet they’ve trained you months to be.

Your body spun, pulling your leg out from Baji’s hold. Mikey grinned, grabbing your arm to pin it behind your back, his other arm wrapped around you. He loved the the feeling of your body pressed against him.

“You did so good.” Baji praised with the growl of his rough voice, his hand loosely wrapped around your throat. Watching the way you looked up with those shimmer e/c eyes. He loved seeing the way you melted for them, they all loved the way they could see you fall deeper in their clutches.

You grinned, already wanting to hear more praises from them. Your wrist, that was in Mikey’s hold, twisted ever so slightly as you flexed your hand. Your free hand knocked down Baji’s loose hold, suddenly jumping up. They were surprised at your sudden movement; your feet pressing against Baji’s chest to use him to push your weight back onto Mikey. Sending the two of you to the ground suddenly.

“I win.” You said proudly as you were straddling Mikey, grinning down at him as you sat victorious. He glanced down at where you were straddling him, a devious smirk tugging at his lips. “Sorry mutt, but I’m always on top.”

“What-“ You didn’t get to finish your confused question before Mikey reached up, hand grabbing your throat and flipping to the two of you. Manhandling your body like a rag doll, pinning you face first into the ground. You whined in protest, his hips pressing against yours. “Don’t whine mutt, we’re proud of ya.”

He nipped at your ear, watching the way you shivered and grinned. Baji groaned loudly, already annoyed that he wasn’t the one pinning you to the ground. He wanted to feel you against your hips, watching the way your face would get red from his teasing movements. He wanted to be the one to squeeze your hips, wanted to be the one leaving oh so pretty fingerprints on your waist.

“Mikey, we still have to go out today. Remember? We’re going to be late.” Baji grumbled, only mentioning it because he didn’t have you under him. Your eyes opened, feeling Mikey’s teasing touches retreat. Of course, you remembered what they had been talking about they were sparring with you. Another gang wanted to meet up, to talk about racing turfs and even possible a challenge. This was the meeting night.

“Think mutt should tag along for their reward? We could always entertain them if they ever get bored.” Mikey asked he was getting up, easily pulling you up. Your eyes lit up, listening to Mikey talking to Baji. He hummed, smirking while licking his lips. “They’ll definitely be better than whatever those idiots will want to talk about.”

Usually, you’ve been left with one of the others or even locked up for the time they’ve had to meet the others. Of course the lock up was when you were constantly fighting them.

An eager nod came from you, wanting to go! They both grinned at seeing your excitement, Mikey cooing about how you wanted to stay with them. “Let’s stop by Draken’s then, he’ll definitely have something nice for ya to wear.”

“I vote leather.” Baji growled excitedly as Mikey pulled you to sit in front of him. The other narrowing his eyes with a small huff as Mikey grinned cheekily, pecking your lips. “Win next Baji!”

And with that, Mikey was racing off with Baji behind him. Once they arrived at Draken’s place, Mikey called the said blonde and explained that you would be tagging along. Baji was holding your hand as you were dragged inside. Your body hiding behind Baji, Mikey laughing at your undoubtedly shy nature when it comes to being affectionate in public places. They thought it was adorable.

“Hey pup.” Draken greeted, making his way over to you. Grabbing your cheeks, tilting up your head to kiss your lips. Sighing softly in happiness against them. “Missed ya, hope they played nice with ya.”

“They pinned Mikey down~” Baji chuckled, Draken giving you a small look with a surprised him. You shyly explained how you had done it; that it wouldn’t have been possible if Baji wasn’t there. Because you needed a sturdy surface to hold your weight. “Sturdy~? My, if you just wanted to feel me up, you don’t even have to ask bitch.”

While the three of them bickered playfully between each other, you were looking between each of the women. Remembering the women that you grew up interacting with, the kind of women who made things difficult for you.

“Who let in this stupid little brat?” One of the woman asked, poking your forehead harshly. Her fake nails scratching your skin, making your small hand slapping away her hand. Giving her an annoyed look. “How dare you? Don’t you have any respect for your elders? So disrespectful.”

“You look like you should be in a grave already, hag.” You commented, looking around for Nine. She gasped at hear that, anger boiling at your disregard and disrespect. Raising her hand sharply, aiming to hit you. But all you saw was a threat, quickly grabbing the little Swiss Army knife you always had on you.

She screamed loudly, in pain. Her scream caught the attention of others, different people quickly making their way into the room and closer to you. She was cradling her injured hand, your grip tightened on the bloodied Swiss Army knife. Some part of you wanted to go for her vocal cords.

“Nine!” You yelled out when you saw your father figure, quickly running over to hug him. He picked you up, your eyes watching the woman cry about how she was just trying to help you find your parents. Acting like she was so nice and sweet, pretending that she was in the right… And all you could do was watch this lying hag get everyone on her side, Nine having to take you somewhere else.

It was then… That you realized the women in the world you knew were vicious. That they would screw anyone to wrap around their finger, that they could torment and get away with things easily… All they needed to bat their eyelash and spread their legs.

“Pup? What’s the matter?” Draken asked, noticing the way you had stopped walking. You had mentally checked out, no longer paying attention to anything around you. But at Draken’s question, the other two glanced at you.

Your unfocused eyes darted between each woman, swearing you were seeing women that you only saw your childhood. That this place itself didn’t look the same anymore, looking like the one you’ve been in years ago. The same place that held the same women who would torment you, the ones that would hurt you- or your aunties by messing with your uncles. The ones-

“Mutt.” Mikey’s commanding voice and tight grip around your throat grabbed your attention from the fog you had been stuck in. You released a breath, blinking and reaching a hand to grab at his around his throat. Your fingers dug under his, getting the oxygen back but smoothly hiding the action to raise his hand to your face. He watched you, watched the way you nuzzled into his palm. Blinking under your eyelashes and wanting to make him forget that you had been stuck in your memories. “Thank you, master.”

“Little minx… Draken, get us all of us a room.”

By the time you had actually left that place and arrived to where you needed to be. Your skin was decorated in bruises and hickeys, the leather top and some ripped denim shorts showed off the marks you gained from them.

The boys appreciated seeing all forms of ownership on you; from the collar to the personal markings. Chifuyu brightened up when saw you arrived, quickly running over to wrap his arms around you. Tucking his hands in your back pockets playfully, squeezing your ass. His lips were attached to your neck, pulling you close to his body and adding more to the hickeys. Making such a sweet sound fall from your lips.

“Missed ya puppy, so so so much.” He panted in your ear softly, getting drunk off of your scent and the feel of your body. Mikey placed a hand on Chifuyu’s shoulder, making the excited blonde whine as Mikey pulled them back. “We have a meeting to attend to. Let’s go Chifuyu. Mitsuya, you’re in charge of them.”

Chifuyu complained while he was being dragged away, Mitsuya wrapping an arm around your shoulder and tucking you against his body. Kissing the side of your head with smile. “You look so perfect puppup.”

And all those marks were a cherry on top. You smiled softly at him, leaning into him as the two of you walked into the club. The music was loud, bass vibrating the floor and your eyes glancing at the bodies grinding on each other; drinks being shot down at the bar; couples sloppily making out; a couple people passed out.

“You want to dance?” Mitsuya asked, moving a hand from your shoulders to grasp your hand. His hand guiding and spinning you, pulling you along to dance to the bass filled music. There was a smile on your face, starting to get into the music and swaying along. And seeing your smile was the best feeling in the world for Mitsuya, his chest fluttering in happiness.

“I’m thirsty.” You said while the song changed, Mitsuya nodded and was about to leave and get something to drink for you when you shook your head. You didn’t want to bother him for that, holding his hand and kissing his lips softly. Immediately feeling him smile against you. “I’ll go get it, just stay here and I’ll be right back.”

And since you’ve gained their trust, showed your loyalty, they didn’t care to let you go off sometimes. Always knowing that you would be back, you were just as addicted to them as they were to you.

There was a crowd at the bar, leaning against the bar. Flagging down the bartender when you had a chance to order a sprite, leaning against the wooden surface as you waited. Everything seeming to freeze as you heard a female voice introduce herself to someone, “I’m Emma.”

And it felt like a cold water splashed down your spine, the music seemed to have faded out nothing. Everything felt wrong…

“He- he messed with Emma! Draken’s girl and- and Mikey’s sister.” “E-Emma has been… been pinning after Draken for years…” “She- she always flirts with other guys… trying- trying to get Draken jealous.”

You remembered the information you had gotten from Chifuyu… Hand grabbing your sprite, turning from the bar. She’s the reason Hiro was brought into this in the first place… The reason that I’m stuck in this… That whore.

“And I’m Y/n.” You spoke, sliding between the two of them easily. Leaning against the counter while glaring at Emma coldly, who froze at your entrance before glaring when she recognized your name. She knew of you, that you’ve been hanging out with Draken- you’ve been all over him. She hates it. Always seething in jealousy.

“Scram.” Your voice was cold, authoritative. This is was the you before Toman, the one who could have been your own gang leader. He had been intimidated by you, quickly leaving and almost tripping over his feet. “You bitch… What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Emma demanded, watching the way you sat in that guy’s abandoned seat. Sipping at your sprite, her eyes narrowing at the air you held yourself with. She didn’t like the inferior feeling bubbling in her chest. You smiled, unnerving and made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Every nerve in her body told her to run.

“Me? Oh nothing, just wanted to see how cheap of a whore you are.” You commented, watching the way her face flushed in anger. She tightened her hand on her glass, the hatred burning her chest. The thoughts running of things you’ve done with Draken. “Why you-“

“Fucking these men? Really Emma? Just to get one person to look at you. Pathetic… If ya ask me. But ya dragged my brother in this mess of yours, that’s something I won’t forgive.” She hated the way Draken won’t look at her, she hated the way that he always seemed to be focused on you. She hated how you felt like you were all that.

Your head turned to the side suddenly, Emma had just slapped you in anger. The lights of the club bounced off of the reflective surfaces, creating unique patterns on the moving bodies. But yet, you still couldn’t focus on the music or the crowd. Your only attention was now focused on hurting Emma.

“I’ll break your legs in return.” You mumbled to yourself, tongue swiping over your lips to feel if she had busted your lip. Emma was terrified at the look in your eye when you glanced back at her. But when you lifted your hand to do anything, moving your body to hurt her, a sudden force harshly pinned you against the counter.

Your arm was pinned to your back, feeling the familiar feeling of a knife pressed against your skin of your neck. And this knife was a familiar one too… But that could only mean one thing… “The hell do you think you were about to do?”

Mikey growled, any hint of playfulness or adoration gone from his voice. His grip harsh on your arm, your eyes widened at this feeling. This… This felt like nothing like you were sparring with him and Baji. That clicked something for you… They had been playing with you, there was no way you could really beat them.

“Th-they threatened to break my legs Mikey!” Emma cried out, looking for Draken to cry on. You noticed her action and gave out a harsh laugh, your eyes a bit wild as you gave her a grin. “He ain’t here for ya to leech on sweetheart! He don’t care for ya whore!”

“Watch. It. I may love you, but this is my sister.” Mikey snapped, pressing the knife closer to your skin. Usually this would give you such a pleasurable fire under your skin at feeling the blade… But now? It only gave you the cold feeling down your spine. But you couldn’t believe what you heard… L-love…? He… loves me…? Do they all…?

You thought, confused. You had thought you were only a toy, a pet to have by their side… Glancing at Mikey through the corner of eye, he looked so… distraught. You didn’t understand, his voice was so cold, but he was so torn in his eyes.

“M-Mikey? Wh-what do you mean love? Haven’t you seen them cheating on you with your buddies?? Why would you love something like that?!” Emma cried out, not understanding why her brother fell for someone like you! You could only laugh loudly, wincing at feeling the grip tighten on your wrist. “Cheating?! I’m not you! I’m not jealous and fucking men. I belong to them!”

This was the first time Mikey heard you admit it. They’ve always told you… But oh to hear you say it with your addicting voice… Oh fuck it made it him excited, oh what he wouldn’t want nothing more than just show exactly that. You belong to them.

“My sister isn’t like that.” Mikey argued with you, having to protect the last of his family, Emma quickly agreeing with her brother’s naive defense. She definitely didn’t want to be on the end of Mikey’s wrath. But you were confused, glancing back at Mikey. For someone who seemed to know or find out about anything… “Wait… you don’t know?”

“Know what mutt?” Mikey asked lowly, narrowing his eyes. You couldn’t fight the way that his low growl of his voice seemed to make your chest do a flip. Emma’s eyes widened, fearing that you would expose her. “Th-that Y/n was trying to flirt with someone at the bar! And- and when I tried to tell them to stop, they threatened to break my legs to keep me quiet about their betrayal.”

There they go… always like clockwork, always the same dance. You thought, letting out a harsh breath as your fist tightened. But by the way that Mikey pressed more of his weight on you, you knew that you weren’t going to win. So instead… “Is that true mutt?”

With a bat of their eyes, these women who have men so far wrapped around their fingers can get away with anything. For they do no wrong…

“Would you believe anything I would say?” Your monotone voice took him off guard, glancing down to see you look so… distant. You decided that you would protect yourself, cutting Mikey as one of your owners, shutting down. “Mikey, let our pup go.”

How many times those snakes would take people away from you…? You thought to yourself, still keep your pressed position at the bar even when Mikey stepped back. Draken hand brushed along your cheek, noticing the light in your eyes were gone. Swiping his thumb along your lips, easing you to come back to him as you sat up.

Why won’t he look at me?! Emma cried in her head, watching the way you curled into Draken’s side when you noticed he was standing there. Frustrated tears pooling in her eyes, wondering what was going on, why was nothing work in her favor!! “Draken-“

“Not the time Emma. Let me see pup.” His voice was so annoyed when he talked to her, easing your head from his side to tilt up your chin. He enjoyed the way that you immediately hide in his side when you noticed it was him, but he hated to see you so hurt… Emotionally… and physically. “Not good Mikey, you know the one rule we all created and you broke that.”

No blood is to ever be drawn on your body.

“But they were threatening Emma! She says that they were flirting with someone here. They belong to us, not some stupid scum and need to be reminded-“

“And do you believe Emma? Because I certainly don’t.” Emma’s eyes widened at hearing that, glaring at your eyes that were blankly staring at the countertop. Her fist tightening in anger, she hated you. Hated you so much, how you could take him away from her…?

“Come on man… You really think my sister would lie about something like that? She has no reason to!” Mikey argued, Draken tucking your chest in his chest. His fingers gently rubbing soft circles in his neck, giving Mikey an annoyed look. “And you think our pup would betray us when they’re addicted to us? It’s your sister Mikey, think about it. The same sister who’s been sleeping around. So yes, I think she would.”

Emma’s eyes widened at hearing Draken call her out, freezing and silently wondering how Mikey would react. Mikey narrowed his eyes at Draken. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, back it up man. Don’t talk about my sister like that.”

“You’re the only who refuses to see it Mikey.” That was the last thing Draken had said, picking you up and carrying you sit in one of the rooms. And… you just sat that, silently wondering what you had done wrong to make one of your owners not trust you anymore. Well… ex owner in your mind.

“We’ll fix this, okay… come on… look at me pup.” Draken whispered, rubbing at your cheek softly. But you didn’t react, adjusting your thoughts, not glancing at him when he crouched down and was in your line of sight. It was like you were catatonic… “We’ll fix this…”

Draken said to himself, nodding and standing up. Mumbling about waiting for Mitsuya and left the room to text which room you were in, going to end the meeting.

“Lookie here, a lap dog abandoned by its masters.” You knew that voice… And the soft ringing of the bell. Though the music was loud outside of the room, you could hear the bell so clearly and for the first time- you moved your eyes to glance at the door where Kazutora was walking to slide into the booth across from you.

“What do you want?” You spoke, making him giddy because he knew you didn’t even speak to Draken- one of your so called owners. So in his delusional mind, he was different- no he was special.

“I watched that stunt earlier, came to check on you and see how ya were feelin. Getting betrayed by your owners must suck, hmm?” He leaned over, brushing his thumb over where the blood was on your neck from the nick of Mikey’s knife. Your eyes narrowed, watching the way licked your blood off of his thumb, shivering in delight. “Might I say… Red’s such a good color on you.”

“I don’t like you.”

“That’s a real shame because I like you, ya know?”

“Forget it. I belong to them only.” He felt his eye twitched, glaring at you with the annoyed shimmering momentarily. Of course, you had to fight against him… He loved it and hated it at the same to him. But, he knew how to get things he wanted. And the best way to get you was make you feel like you’ve been betrayed by all your masters. “Tell Mikey to kill her.”

And the first step was the leader himself, Mikey. He wanted Mikey to suffer. Losing his sister and his pet. Two birds, one knife. But you were confused, looking at him in confusion. He grinned, smiling at you oh so innocently psychotic. “He said he loved you, right? Tell him to prove it.”

Your head shook, you didn’t want to ask someone of that! Kazutora leaned forward, hands pressing against the table as he could see you struggling. Fighting back against the giggle bubbling in his throat. “Maybe he doesn’t really love ya. Ya know, he lies just like his sister. They’re the perfect siblings.”

“You-“

“I would’ve done it for you.” Your eyes widened at the confession, staring at him. He flicked out his switchblade, putting it under the collar and jumping the original steps. But that rushing triggered your fight, immediately snatching his wrist and pushing it to the table. “Cut this off and you’ll make a target on your back, I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

“Feisty… that’s why I want you so bad. Such a pretty thing, you have no idea…”

“Leave.” You let go of his wrist, watching the way he slid out of the back of the room. By the time Mitsuya had walked in the room, you had already laid your head back on the table. His hand petting your hair lightly and feeling the bandaid covering the small, bleeding scratch. “Oh baby… How do you feel?”

He asked he sat down, his chest tightening when you silently crawled into his lap while curling up against your chest. Sad, you felt hurt… And Mitsuya could see that. Frowning, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your back gently. “Can you tell me what happened?”

Someone really wants to know my side…? But no one ever did before… You thought, your eyes widened before feeling yourself breaking at hearing him. “I- I saw Emma… She… was with another guy at the bar… B-but I could only think about what she did to Hiro… That maybe this man was someone’s brother, how sad they would be without them… So I stepped in…”

You had been unconsciously testing the waters, slow in story telling. Ready to stop if he seemed to be reacting badly, but he only nuzzled against your head gently. Whispering about how proud he is for you telling him and asking for you to continue.

“She slapped me… But when I went to hit her back, Mikey had the knife against my throat.” His eyes widened at hearing that, immediately pulling you a bit from his chest to look at your cheek. Being able to see the red mark on your cheek now that you weren’t laying on it or hiding it in his chest.

“Oh baby… I’m so sorry you had to go through with that, we’ll deal with her.” He promised you as his thumb brushed along the sensitive skin, making you wince softly. The door opened, Mitsuya letting you laid back against his chest as Baji leaned against the doorframe. “How are they?”

Chifuyu ducking under Baji’s arm to snuggle up to your side, Mitsuya wrapped his arm around Chifuyu to pull him close to you. Feeling protected with your owners made you slip into a sleepy state, barely conscious.

“Well… Emma slapped them.” Mitsuya explained, already knowing of Baji’s protectiveness when it came to you. It was violent for the poor fuckers who ever said something about you, so to hear that someone had the audacity to lay a hand on you? “I’m breaking her hand.”

“You know Mikey’s not gonna like that…”

“You really think I care ‘bout what Mikey’s gonna like? Who’s more important? Because no one gets away with slapping our bitch. She should be lucky that’s the only thing I’m doing.” Baji said with a scoff, glancing over at Draken who was walking up to the room. Stopping Baji from leaving to the bar. “Move Draken.”

“I’m stopping you from doing something rash-“

“That fucking whore slapped them!” The most sadistic one to you was also the one most protective over you, oh the irony. Draken took a sharp breath, glancing at you and his eyes softening when he saw that you were barely even conscious, resting on Mitsuya and Chifuyu. “We’re heading out, end of story Baji.”

“But-“

“Mikey won’t be coming with us, nor able to see our pup for a while.” They all glanced at Draken who looked firm on his decision. It didn’t matter if Mikey was his best friend, he had hurt you and Draken wouldn’t allow that.

Draken picked you up from Mitsuya, a sweet whine slipped from your lips at the movement. He cradled you to his chest, watching the way you snuggled your head in his neck, falling back asleep. They always loved the sleepy you, you were always so clingy when you were tired.

“I still want her to suffer.” Baji mumbled, glaring at where he could see Emma still talking to Mikey at the bar. Where the girl was still trying to convince Mikey that she had seen you with someone else, that you were the bad guy in the situation. About how you needed to disappear and she was innocent.

“I know you’re angry.” Chifuyu said behind Baji, placing a hand on his shoulder and getting a glare in return. But Baji was surprised to see the cold look in Chifuyu’s eyes as he looked at Emma. No one had really seen Chifuyu so angry… The silent anger just brewing, like a dangerous storm. And he didn’t know how to react.

“Don’t even waste your time on that whore, come back to the house with puppy. Mitsuya’s gonna be cooking curry.” Chifuyu said while looking at Baji, all the anger seem to have disappeared like it was never there. The gentle eyes of Chifuyu looking at Baji as Baji wanted to laugh. Of course his buddy was silently a killer, look at all of them. “Fine Chifuyu, but I’m lockin out Mikey.”

Chifuyu smiled at hearing that, laughing in agreement with a nod before running after Draken carrying you. Mitsuya was walking besides him, Chifuyu catching up with a happy hum as Baji walked after him. Giving a dark glare to Mikey through the corner of his eye.

Leaving Mikey there at the club, no goodbye or where they were going.

“I’m not weak.” Hiro spat at your figure as you hopped over the railing, sitting besides him while swinging your legs. His hand wiped the blood from his busted lip and he hated the way you smiled at him so carefree. “No ones saying your weak.”

“They are…”

“And they’re also currently in the hospital.” You made your point, grinning at him and seeing him roll his eyes. He’s always hated how you took care of his battles, he didn’t need you! It always seemed like you shoved it in his face how you’re so much stronger than him! You didn’t, but his jealousy made him feel that way. “Leave me alone.”

“Hey… I just took care of your bullies… Why are you mad at me?”

“No one asked you to! Why are you always butting in places where you don’t belong?! No one wants you here!” Hiro yelled at you, wanting you to be just as upset as he was. Watching the way your fingers momentarily tightened on your pants before releasing as you gave him a joking grin. “My parents didn’t want me either.”

How could you still smile at him? He didn’t understand you! And seeing you smile just made his jealousy and anger worse… “I’m serious! You’re always in places you don’t belong! If- if… if you were never here… then I would have my father!”

He yelled at you, standing up to climb over the railing and storming away. His eyes widened when he past the blood stained rod. You were left alone, leaning back against the railing as you could feel the night air. The joking smile fell from your lips, dropping that mask as you were quiet.

Your eyes opener, your body feeling heavy and swear you could still feel the stinging on her skin. One of your hands rubbed at your cheek softly, standing up and noticing you were wearing a large shirt and a pair of boxers. You weren’t surprised to see that they had changed you while you were sleeping, it was the first time that it’s happened and you were happy to be out of the clubbing outfit.

Moonlight was seeping through the curtains, your eyes glancing over at the clock to see the digital red numbers. It was 3:28 in the morning and you were alone in the room… That was new for you, usually you were never left alone in the night.

“They’ve been crying since they got home, they’re going to wake up with a headache.” You could hear voices as you silently padded down the hallway, pausing just outside of the living room. Your fingers reached up, feeling the puffiness of your eyes. Crying… You had been crying… When was the last time you cried…? Right, when you were begging for Hiro’s freedom.

“Mikey’s been blowing up my phone.” You heard Draken sigh, your mood dropping at hearing that name. Feeling cold as you lowered your hand from your eyes as Chifuyu huffed. “He’s the one who broke the rule and he even made them upset! So why should he get to see them??”

“Yea, I got banned for a bit for prettying them up in bruises.” Baji complained; slamming something on the counter. Mitsuya’s voice scolded, “No slamming sodas on my counter, now can someone go wake up them so they can eat?”

“I’m awake.” You announced softly, Draken had been sitting on the couch with his arm over his eyes. Chifuyu was laying on the floor, Baji sitting at the island. “Come over here pup.”

You made your way over at Draken’s command, his hand pulling you to sit in his lap. Chifuyu immediately shuffled over on the floor to sit besides you on the floor, holding onto your leg and laying his head on your thigh. Rubbing gently circles to comfort you silently. “How are you feeling puppy?”

“Fine. It’s his choice, he’s no longer my owner.” Every movement stopped at hearing your words, all four of them staring at you. Mitsuya was the first to move, carrying over the plate of curry and rice to sit in front of you on the coffee table. Feeding you some of the curry.

He was happy to take care of you, giving a cute smile. They were still surprised at your own cold voice, not knowing that you could just cut someone like that… And Baji was watching you, seeing you this relaxed with them, it makes him want to destroy the world for you- just to know that you’ll stay safe and protected. Just like this, in their arms.

“We can’t avoid Mikey forever…” Mitsuya said the one thing that everyone else was thinking. Knowing that Mikey was going to snap sooner then later for you. Baji scoffed, downing the rest of his drink. “Watch us.”

“Tag me.” You suddenly spoke, catching their interest immediately as your fingers reached up to press against your collar. “And… a proper collar… Tag me owners, please.”

Who were they to deny you of such a beautiful request?

“What did you find out about them?” Hanma asked, interlacing his fingers together as Kazutora was pacing on the floor. He had been muttering to himself of how your conversation with him, muttering your words over and over.

It drove him insane. And he loved it. Hanma had sent Kazutora to get information about you while he was in the meeting with Mikey and the others. Walhalla was challenging Toman, but of course they were going to meet up again to talk about the bets. What they were putting on the line.

“Them. Make Toman put them on the line.” Kazutora said cheerfully, looking at Hanma with sparkling eyes. Hanma was honestly a bit worried about his unstabled state, but curious to see how it’ll play out. “Yea? Why?”

“Toman will go crazy, rip themselves apart, be lost without them. I want to watch them suffer by taking their treasured little lap dog.” Kazutora said, clenching his fist. Imagining how you would look lounging at his feet, how your leash would feel in his hand. How you look with his name across your neck.

Hanma chuckled, pulling out the burner phone with only two contacts in it. Draken’s and Mikey’s. Kazutora spun the knife in his hand, remembering the fierce look in your ear. He couldn’t wait to hear you say the words. “I belong to Kazutora.” He will make you say them if he has to.

Your lap dog’s on the line.

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere baji keisuke #yandere chifuyu #yandere draken #yandere mikey sano #yandere mitsuya #ownership

[beware-of-eels]

Rajbow AU where Bowie and Emma go ice skating during free skate hours at the rink Raj and Wayne work part time to help cover hockey costs

except instead of being bad at it, Bowie fully knowing how to skate- instead faking a minor (graceful) fall so that the cute rink employee with the eyebrows comes over to help him up and check on him. And maybe get his number

Got carried away thinking about this in detail so if you want the longer babbly almost-a-fic version it's under the cut lmao

[disclaimer: everything ik abt ice rinks is from going to the one at the mall like. maybe three times in my life bdbsbnxnd. I live in Texas] [i've also literally never written fanfic and so am not much of a writer but this kind of possessed me when i was bored at work so if the dialogue is bad or ooc and the tense is all off.... no its not lmao]

Anyways - Emma's decided she's going to invest in hobbies that she DIDN'T share with chase, something completely separate and away from him -- chase thinks its to impress him bc of course he does. someone send this boy to detention--and drags Bowie along "so she's not alone, obviously"

good friend that he is, Bowie goes with, and especially bc Bowie DOES know how to skate - pretty well actually. he's no figure skater/hockey player/etc, but if Bowies going to do anything in public he's going to do it well. he can make his way around the rink with ease, manage a little fancy footwork when he wants to, enough to pull a minor trick out of his hat. besides, what's the point of doing something if you can't show off a little bit? never hurts to catch someone's eye, or establish yourself to your peers as someone who knows what they're doing -- and really, Bowie's counting on his reputation to ensure those prom votes.

what Bowie didn't count on was the cute hockey boy that was handing off skate rentals to blush and stammer so sweetly when he flirted with him for the hell of it. and he really didn't count on said cute hockey boy having a shift change and heading onto the rink to fill in as ice monitor pretty soon after he and Emma start skating. Even in the flourescent lighting the boy is cute, and it doesn't take a genius to see how hockey has bulked him up - and he really was so endearing when he was flustered- so Bowie figures why not try his hand at a little more fun. And really, what better way to shoot his shot than to fake needing a little extra help from a buff hockey player?

Naturally Wayne and Raj work their stations together - their manager had tried to separate them once and was QUICK to never make that mistake again - so when they've switched out with their coworkers handling skate rentals, they're immediately out on the ice together, as loud and rambunctious as they can get away with without reprimand

if Raj is a little (not-so) secretly excited to maybe see the cute boy that winked at him earlier - Yknow, bc it made him feel excited! ...whatever that meant - then that's between him, Wayne, and the hockey gods. otherwise hes just pumped to be on the ice with his best bud. They're making their rounds, keeping an eye out for anything dangerous or against the rules that they might have to intervene, and otherwise yelling hockey metaphors and mutual encouragement as loudly as they can get away with

and right when Wayne has to slip away to separate a couple of kids trying to trip eachother, Bowie decides to makes his move

He gives emma the heads up that he's gonna slow down and try something, and does his best to fall as gracefully as he can - maintaining the look of competence is still important after all - while still doing so loud enough to garner the cute hockey boy's - Rajie?- attention. He sits on the ice a second longer than he strictly necessary, and by the time he's ready to stand back up Raj is there holding out a steady hand, bushy eyebrows pulled together in concern.

"oh my god are you okay - here I'll help you up" He looks so worried for a moment that Bowie almost feels bad for lying. Almost.

"well i'm much better now" Bowie throws the boy another wink, earning him the exact flustered face Raj had responded with before. Forget subtlety if that's the reaction he was going to get by being forward, "but I do think my ankle could use a little TLC - care to help me get somewhere to sit down?

"Uh yes! Yes of course, thats. thats what I'm here for!" Raj can feel his face heating up as he stammers under the gaze of the boy in front of him "I'm Raj, uh by the way"

And isn't he just too cute "I'm Bowie, it's nice to meet you"

Raj quickly signals to Wayne the general situation, and then solidifies himself into position to help Bowie up without falling himself. after that it doesn't take too much finagling to get bowie back up to his feet and leaning heavily on raj's shoulder and the two of them start to slowly make their way back off of the rink. Bowie can't help but smile a bit- he was absolutely right about Raj being buff, and he couldn't wait to see what else he had in store.

Raj, nervous about having a cute boy so close to him suddenly, does what he does best - fall into Hockey talk - or in this case, hockey adjacent. Hockey could be a dangerous sport - he'd helped teammates with ankle sprains plenty of times! It would probably help Bowie feel better to know that Raj has this handled "We'll have to check which part of your ankle hurts once we sit you down - just to make sure it's not a fracture. You can lean on me more if you need! its uh, you don't want to put too much pressure on it until we can take a look at it. I should have some extra stuff in my bag to wrap it up if its a sprain, and then I can see if we still have ice packs in the first aid kit! Hopefully it's just a sprain, but dont worry if it's worse I'll still make sure you're okay! When me and wayne - that's my buddy - were kids, I fractured my arm pretty bad at practic-"

Bowie had seen already that Raj was a little nervous talking to him, if plenty enthusiastic. But the sweetness of his scramble to comfort Bowie for an injury that hadn't even occured - not that he had to know that - was invigorating none the less. There was a genuineness to the boy that was refreshing, and he was sure if he was actually hurt, he would be feeling calmed and comforted by his babbling. If not for the talk about first aid, then for the earnestness in Raj's telling of his own past injuries on the ice.

Raj doesn't realize he's still talking until he's helping Bowie sit down on a bench outside near the skate rental area. "oh sorry if that was too much - I'm gonna go get the first aid kit then I'll be right back!"

He walked off quickly, glad for the chance to take a breather, and keep his head from being clouded by sharp eyes and quit witted flirting. Not to mention the bold choice of Bowie to wear a crop top to go ice skating. It certainly did look nice on him

Once Raj returns, he leans down and carefully begins checking Bowies ankle for anything serious - slowly pressing on the skin and rotating the foot to gauge maneuverability. Satisfied with Bowie's assessment that the pain wasn't too bad, he got to work wrapping his foot - Raj wasn't going to let shoddy first aid exacerbate the problem.

Looking down at the hockey player in front of him, Bowie gets to work on his own interests. "Thank you for all your help - usually I consider myself a pretty good skater, but oh well. I guess one person can't be fantastic at everything all the time," he punctuated with a large sigh, wiggling his toes when Raj motions for him to.

"Oh I'm sure you're always fantastic! I've been skating since I could walk and even I still take a tumble from time to time - that doesn't mean you aren't great! I guess mine usually come from bad checks though eh? Oh because I play hockey! I don't remember if I told you that-- A-anyways, I didn't really get to see you skate before you fell but I'm sure you're incredible. I mean you seem incredible. At skating! I mean"

Raj finally cuts himself off, hoping to end the awkardness of his own rambling. All he had to do was finish wrapping up Bowie's ankle and exit the interaction with minimal blushing - he could do that! He could hear Wayne's voice hyping him up in his head - was a snow owl, he'd faced goons bent on injuring and cross checks more than even made sense for a highschool league - he could handle getting through a conversation with a cute boy. Even if said cute boy had long eyelashes and a knowing smile and a pearl necklace expertly framing his neck.

Bowie of course could not be more pleased - it seems Raj was more than just fun to fluster. He was sweet and earnest and clearly passionate about hockey - enough that Bowie found himself actually looking forward to hearing more of Raj's confusing hockey lingo, if it meant seeing that focused look in his eyes when he started getting carried away.

"Well if you really think so, maybe you'd like to see how incredible I am some other time - when you're not working, of course"

"For sure dude! That sounds like loads of fun!" Raj's agreement comes out enthusiastic, until he look down at Bowies ankle in his hands, freshly wrapped and now with an ice pack to match "But not until your ankle's healed up - skating's great but you won't be able to if you hurt your ankle worse by pushing it." The sudden intensity of his expression betraying how seriously the boy takes his sport.

Bowie stifles a laugh "It really doesn't hurt that much, but deal. Maybe you can show me some of your fancy hockey moves while we're at it" he said liltingly. and theres that blush again, hard to see on his skin but clear as day to the boy who triggered it "in the meantime though -can I get your number?"

Raj answers without even taking a beat "Oh I'm number 8! On the snow owls, I'm actually alternate capt-" he's cut off by a gentle hand on his own where it's still holding the ice pack.

"I actually meant your phone number" bowie's ecpression is nothing but kind, so Raj doesn't feel quite so clueless when he manages out a

"Right! yes, right - here let me see your phone"

the two boys quickly exchange numbers, as Bowie continues his previous thought "But I'd love to hear all about your hockey team on our date"

"Yeah! ha, that sounds good."

The two of them stay a moment just to smile at one another, before the moment is broken-

"RAJIE! Are you doin okay there bud? Do you need some help?" "Don't worry Wayners! I'll be over in a sec!"

Raj turns back to Bowie, sheepish "I uh, gotta get back to work, do you have somebody that can take you home safe?"

Bowie presses a quick peck to his cheek, "I've got a friend here with me, no need to worry about little ole me. I'll see you soon though, handsome"

And again that blush. Raj manages to stammer through a goodbye before trudging back to the ice - doing a quick lap around at full speed to release some of his energy before returning to his best friends side. He'd tell Wayne all about it later, for now he was just doing his best not to smile too hard.

Eventually Emma finds her way to Bowie sat on a bench, carefully tying his shoes back over a newly bandaged ankle.

"sooo how'd it go? you didn't really hurt your ankle did you? because you know I'd feel awful for bringing you here if you got hurt and didn't even get a cute boy's number out of it"

"No on the injury, Yes on getting his number - let's head back to your house, I'll catch you up on the ride home"

"Yes! well I'm glad one of us had a good time - after you left Chase walked by - how did he even know we were here? He's so -"

Bowie tunes out the rest of his friends rant, he'd heard this before, and he was sure she'd forgive him for not listening if he told her he was thinking about his upcoming date with Raj. The boy really was too good, and Bowie hadn't even really had to work very hard to find that out. He found himself throwing in an occasional remark to keep Emma going as they walked, thinking about the intensity with which Raj clearly loved sports, about the simple sincerity in the way that he talked. This really could be the start of something special

Yep, the trip to the ice rink had gone better than imagined. He just needed to admit to Raj that he had fallen on purpose and all would be well.

After they were on their date, of course.

#hhhh idk if this is any good but i had to get it out of my system #td spoilers #i guess? #td reboot #td 2023 #total drama #rajbow #td raj #td bowie #total drama island #mine #if this sucks dont tell me n dadvndadk #i started this at lunch today bc i had no new orders to work on #and have spent WAY too much time tonight writing it #so im not proofreading again lmaooo #ok enough self deprecating here is a thing i did #long post

[martianbugsbunny]

OUAT Thoughts Pt.30--Episodes 18-19

I have watched through S3E19; spoilers DNI. Also, spoilers warning for anyone further behind than I am.

—I adore beyond belief that Regina got to restore everyone’s memories this time. It’s about time she got her moment to be a hero.

—Zelena’s clothes are so ugly. Especially her hats. I hate her hats. What does she think she is, a Pilgrim? And her thick-ass emerald jewelry is so tacky.

—Episode 18 didn’t make me feel sorry for Zelena, but it did make me hate Cora more. Yes, what Ava did was kinda petty, but then again Cora was deceiving Philodendron or whatever his name is. She couldn’t possibly have expected to keep that secret her entire life—that gardener would’ve just kept coming back with threats every time he wanted something else. Also, messing with not only Ava’s life, but Ava’s daughter’s life and her own daughter’s life just to get back at her for that? That’s a really disgusting move. And she didn’t give up her baby because she had no other option. She left her baby in the woods, which for all she knew was a death sentence, because she was selfish. She valued a higher position in life more than she valued her daughter. Shame on her.

—It’s nice that Regina gets be happy for a couple of minutes—you know, before everything goes to hell. She has Henry and Robin, and she and Snow are friends. This is probably the best Regina’s life has ever been.

—Snow and Charming each living on half of Snow’s heart is one of the most beautiful things ever. And the scene where Regina did the heart transfer was exquisitely dramatic and emotional.

—Even Glinda doesn’t get to be a cool-ass character. I’m really puzzled as to why the Oz stuff feels like it’s fallen short compared to other worlds. It’s ooc for the writers, in my opinion, to make such weird decisions.

—ooooOOOOoo, a messenger pidgie! So cute😍

—Bae being the reason for Emma having her memories is lovely. He was a hero through and through.

—I hope Emma and the Charmings don’t stay mad at Hook for long. A, he’s cursed. B, what little choice he had in the matter, he used to try and protect Henry and Emma both. And C, Zelena preyed expertly on his guilt in order to curse him in the first place. It’s really not fair to hate on him for this.

—With every episode I get sadder and sadder about Rumple. Making him threaten Robin’s son was way below the belt. And the fact that he’s fighting Zelena in any fleeting second that he has makes it even worse.

—I love that he chose to respect Bae’s sacrifice, rather than helping Zelena erase all those lives in order to get Bae back. I can hang in either camp; I adore it when someone moves heaven and earth and the laws of nature for a loved one, but I also adore it when someone accepts their loved one’s death in favor of honoring their final act. This, I think, is exactly the right way to go for Rumple. It feels like he’s doing what Emma did in coming to Storybrooke: letting his son be the guiding light that tells him what to do. Bae would be proud.

—Aurora and Philip deserved to be turned into flying monkeys. They’re such cowards.

—Snow’s missing year clothes are so pretty. There was a gorgeous red dress that I am absolutely not going to get over—it had those fun little slits in the puffed shoulders. Iykyk; if you don’t, I’m not good enough with fashion terms to explain it.

—Unfortunately, they keep putting Regina’s hair in literally the least pretty style she’s ever worn. It’s a high ponytail, but a little bit more complicated; it just doesn’t look good with her aesthetic. Updos and braids are what she looks best in.

—As much as I love Rumple for trying to scheme a way out of Zelena’s control, I was one hundred percent grossed out by the use of the seduction ploy. (I mean, I can barely stomach kissing for a couple I like, so I’m starting at, like, square negative five, but come on.) Still, I can appreciate how that conveys his absolute desperation right now. It’s rather an effective narrative choice.

—Speaking of couples I like, I adore Regina and Robin’s animosity-to-lovers vibe. And the fact that they just laugh it off in Storybrooke is the icing on the cake. (Maybe a wedding cake in the future?)

—It also gets me in the feels that Belle was the one to get through to Rumple in the missing year, when he was kinda crazy.

—The Charmings stopping for a sec during their quest to pick snowbells is so cute. I think they’re still my favorite couple. I love them together.

—The Charmings bringing Robin to break into Rumple’s castle is hilarious. They’ve had royalty, a savior, a kid, an evil queen, an imp, etc., on their team at various times—I guess having a thief was just the next logical step.

—Snow wondered what made her mom be nice. I’m willing to bet it was having Snow.

—Emma’s delight in learning new magic is fun to watch. That’s exactly what a real person would be like. Also, she’s adorable.

—It’s very swaggy that Henry gets to have his memories back. The show is *slightly* less depressing now that he remembers everybody.

—Oh, great! It’s time to have the world-ending baby! That’s not gonna lead to any problems!

#once upon a time #ouat #regina mills #Robin Hood #Henry #Emma swan #Captain Hook #prince David charming #Snow White #zelena #the wicked witch #rumplestiltskin #Cora mills #baelfire #glinda #martianbugsbunny reviews

[chocfrog-enjoyer]

For the ask game: 💛

TY for the ask anon (°▽°)

Personally Dramione

I know why it’s popular, the good girl/bad boy trope has been popular for a long time or the opposing sides of conflict trope but this is something I cannot get behind

As someone who values canon a lot and while I love fanfiction I mainly refer to canon when talking about actual characters. 

Some of my reasons:

• They showed absolutely 0 interest in eachother. Both hated absolutely everything about one other and not even in the enemies-to-lovers could be way. They were just plainly not interested.

• While Draco became a Death Eater because Voldemort wanted to punish his father he was still an extreme blood purist and fully believed in all of the discriminatory views. He wouldn’t want a „mudblood” 

• Draco bullied Hermione. I mean he bullied all of the golden trio but I think that Draco’s bullying towards Hermione was especially cruel when he would constantly call her a terrible slur, comment on it, wish her death and comment on her looks. 

«The smug look on Malfoy's face flickered. "No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood," he spat.» CoS

«"Saint Potter, the Mudbloods' friend," said Malfoy slowly. "He's another one with no proper wizard feeling, or he wouldn't go around with that jumped up Granger Mudblood. And people think he's Slytherin's heir!"» CoS

«Last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a Mudblood died. So I bet it's a matter of time before one of them's killed this time...I hope it's Granger," he said with relish.» CoS

«Malfoy went on.

"Bet you five Galleons the next one dies. Pity it wasn't Granger —"» CoS

«"Want one, Granger?" said Malfoy, holding out a badge to Hermione. "I've got loads. But don't touch my hand, now. I've just washed it, you see; don't want a Mudblood sliming it up."» GoF

«"You're joking, Weasley!" said Malfoy, behind them. "You're not telling me someone's asked that to the ball? Not the long-molared Mudblood?"» GoF

«Weasley, your shirts untucked, so I'll have another five for that. Oh yeah, I forgot, you're a Mudblood, Granger, so ten off for that."» OoTP

«"Yeah, like you'd dare do magic out of school," sneered Malfoy. "Who blacked your eye, Granger? I want to send them flowers."» HBP

• Often in order for Dramione to work people need to get Ron out of the picture and often it’s in a way of bashing the character 

• In order for the characters to work together a LOT of their personality needs to be changed and they become too OOC for me

• Most of what I saw of this ship didn’t even fall under the good girl/bad boy trope, rather bully/victim or master/slave

• When you have to force two characters into drastic and uncomfortable situations for them to even see that there might be a possibility of something different than hatred it becomes a bit forced for me

• Definitely some of it came from the actors themselves in the movies. When I see blooper of Tom and Emma those really can be cute but only when the characters they play are out of the picture. 

And outside of my personal opinion and just a general one: Jegulus

One of the most illogical yet somehow popular ships. We barely get told anything about Regulus yet a lot of people made up his whole personality and decided that James would be crazy over him… ( it’s not like… he was crazy in love about someone else right? Lily? Or like he had an extremely close best friend that would make a much better choice for a ship? ) 

#anti dramione #anti jegulus #ask game #tumblr asks #hp #hp fandom #harry potter blog #hp blog #harry potter #fandom culture #fandom things

[smiletimeisrunningout]

💐 to give my muse flowers (OKAY BUT IMAGINE THAT SAYID WENT OFF ON A HIKE OR SOMETHING AND FOUND FLOWERS AND PICKED THEM FOR HER 😍😍😍 might be slightly ooc of him but IDC ITS CUTE) @fantasywritten

"Who gave you flowers?" she asks curiously, looking at the little bouquet without understanding, and then she realizes he's offering them, not showing them: "Wait, are they for me? From who? From you?" The thing about being given flowers was that, well, Emma has only ever been given flowers by men who are a part of her family. Her dad, her uncles. Other men just assume she wouldn't care for those or bring food - which she does love - and so, between that and making clear she was far from interested in romance, no flowers have ever been gifted. And that's why now Emma's cheeks turn scarlet red very very fast, a little pleased gasp slipping past her lips as she takes the flowers and brings the petals closer to her nose, "Why-when did-why... Okay." Breathe, you are thirty, stop being like this, she tells herself, but she can't, an embarrassed and giddy couple of giggles following the thought. "Thank you," she manages finally, sweetly and with a wide smile, ducking her head after because she can't take it at the moment, she can't stay still let alone be dignified. "I just-I never got flowers before, I need a second..."

#i MEAN is it really even remotely ooc for sayid to do that considering Emma started bringing him flowers on week one 100% #would have legit told him 'it's pretty so it made me think of youuu' with her dumbass flirty smile so #BUT ALSO Sayid earning a peek of shy malfunctioning blushing Emma?? the one who cannot handle cute??? YES GOOD GIVE ME #Sayid getting to see Emma as a girl lmao #v. lost #fantasywritten #v. modern emma

[osakiharu]

HELPING THEM DYE THEIR HAIR !!

part 1 | part 2

content : gender neutral reader, fluff, shits and giggles because i think this would be a funny experience, suggestive comments from kazutora and sanzu whoops, swearing because why not, mikey is a little ooc - he’s less traumatised in this one because i said so

characters : mikey, kazutora, sanzu

notes : wrote this because i desperately need to change my hair but i have to wait for ages and im going a little insane rn - might do part 2 with rin and ran

˗ˏˋ MIKEY

- he got a haircut and he looked so good. we love short hair mikey here 👩‍💻

- he loved it too <3 it had been so long since he had short hair and he kept shaking his head around because it felt so light 💀

-then he said he wanted to dye it black and you were like oh :(( because you realised how similar his hair was to shinichiro’s

- he didn’t seem sad about it though - it was more just like a “what if i dyed my hair black it would look cool” sort of thing

- you knew it was also kinda to do with shin but you never asked him about it

- it’s a relaxing experience <3

- you do everything for him because he’s completely clueless about anything to do with hair

- he likes the smell of the dye and keeps picking up the bowl to smell it

- “why is it white if it’s black hair dye?” very confused and is very entertained by watching it turn darker on his head

- half way though his eyes are almost shut because it feels nice <3

- he kept wanting to lean back on you but every time he did he got dye on your shirt </3

- he gives you little story times about emma’s hair experiences

- “yeah, once she got it cut and she didn’t like how it looked on her… so i tried to help her but i kinda just made it worse and she cried.”

- you remember emma wearing a hat to cover her fringe for a little while because she didn’t like it so you guessed that was why

- “i thought it looked fine, but then she called hinata and she started laughing!” sits there like >:(

- he doesn’t want to get any on his forehead or around his face so he takes the brush off you and starts going around the edges - you’re surprised how careful he was

- he was so concentrated that his eyebrows furrowed and he looked so cute :((

- got annoyed when you kissed him on the cheek - “y/n, if you distract me and i get this all over my face i’ll kick you.”

- kisses you afterwards though <3

- when you’re finished you gather his hair up and put it in a blob on top of his head and he thinks it’s the funniest thing he’s ever seen

- takes pictures and sends them to his friends with no context

- he washes it out himself but doesn’t do it properly so you have to make him go back and do it again

- i know damn well he takes fast showers. stinky mikey >:(

- when you finish drying his hair and sorting it out he’s pretty quiet - you can kinda guess what he’s thinking about

- “y’look so pretty, mikey,” you kissed his cheek, “suits you.” <3

- “hm, thankyou, angel.” muah i love mikey

- calls draken later on because now they both have black hair and he’s all excited about it

- “ken-chin, we’re basically twins!”

- mikey>>>

˗ˏˋ KAZUTORA

- king has to touch up his roots - he lets them grow out really far too

- there’s just over three inches grown out and he’s like whoops i couldn’t be bothered

- prefers to do it with you because it’s more fun and he doesn’t wanna make his hair fall out - once he did it with chifuyu and they both decided that they’d never do it again

- usually gets the bleach in other parts of his hair because he isn't careful and he never puts the rest of his hair back

- you put his hair in two braids this time and he is not happy.

- “i look like that haitani motherfucker with his stupid blond strip in his hair… looks like a bee, i hope he changed it because he looked fucking stupid.” kazutora doesn’t like looking like ran

- laughs when you laugh at his insults though

- he can’t stand the smell of the bleach at all

- scrunches his nose up when he watches you mix it together

- “god, that fuckin’ stinks… it’s hurting my nose!” you agree with him on that one

- y’know how people put foil on their hair when they dye it to separate it - he does that but he didn’t know how to fold it or anything so you come back to the bathroom and he’s sat with a ball of foil on his head and his whole forehead out like “look 😁”

- embarrassed when you tell him it wasn’t necessary to do that

- he likes it when you take his hair out of the braids - he loves it when you play with his hair so he sits with his eyes half shut and smiling to himself because he’s so relaxed

- gets you to play with his hair a little extra while he’s waiting to wash it out <3

- said he showered in the morning so he was like it’s fine we can wash my hair over the bathtub

- he was giggling the whole time because it was so hard for you to wash the front of his hair from that angle and you kept slapping his forehead 💀

- “how come purple shampoo doesn’t turn your hair purple if it’s got all that purple pigment stuff in it?” not now kazutora.

- gets water in his eyes on top of it all

- enjoys having you wash his hair though - even though it’s chaotic it makes him feel all fluffy n shit inside <3

- it’s so fun and you’re both just laughing the whole time :(

- when you’re finished he wraps his hair up in a towel and he looks so cute

- “my knees hurt from kneeling down, is this how you feel sometimes?”

- boy.

- anyways his hair didn’t fall out and now he’s getting you to dry his hair for him too <3

˗ˏˋ SANZU

- “i’m gonna dye my hair pink.”

- when sanzu first said that you couldn’t imagine him with pink hair at all. if anything you thought he would dye his hair black or something darker

- now you can’t picture sanzu without pink hair

- but because of the colour it fades quickly and ehm.. because sanzu’s natural hair colour is so light if you let it grow out too far..

- it literally looks like he’s going BALD

- like as soon as he decides that you have to dye it thats when you do it no questions asked

- you’re busy and can’t do it today? okay, sanzu will just drag you there by the leg don’t worry

- he always mixes the dye though because he’s really particular about the colour - like there’s a certain ratio he has memorised, mostly because the first time he did it he almost looked like a highlighter and he didn’t like how bright it was

- “the fuck are you putting on gloves for?” believes in dyeing hair with bare hands

- he does the top and front of his hair whilst you to the back

- always puts on music because he finds dyeing his hair kinda boring

- makes your life ten times harder though because he leans over every 2 seconds to change the song or he keeps moving his head around to the beat of the music

- “haru, stop moving your head! i can’t do this properly if you keep moving.”

- “just move with me then, sweets.” he’s so annoying <3

- he does that thing where you kinda swing your head to one side and then the other and clicks his fingers to the beat of the song as a joke and he looks like a complete moron - makes you laugh though

- it’s his version of ‘dad dancing’ he says

- once all the dye is on he can’t leave his hair alone and has to keep messing with it

- “it’s fucking itchy.” he says whilst pushing the short parts of his hair up like a spike…

- it gets all over his forehead and hands and it doesn’t come off when you wash it

- “looks like i fucked a fairy or something.” he knows what he means

- “what?”

- it also gets in one of his eyebrows <3 when he sees it he just stops and goes :0

- you’re giggling because you know that it’s not gonna come out for a while and you’re trying to tell him it’s fine, his hair kinda covers it so it’s okay

- he let an intrusive thought win and just dips his fingers in the left over dye and rubs it in.

- “i said it would wash out, why did you do that?” you’re trying not to cackle at him because he just realised what he did

- “fuck.”

- he had pink eyebrows for almost 2 weeks after that

- ran and rindou will never let him hear the end of it.

reblogs appreciated <3

@swtsuya because sanzu and kazu >:)

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo rev imagines #tokyo rev x reader #mikey sano x reader #manjiro sano x reader #mikey sano #manjiro sano #sano manjiro x reader #mikey sano x you #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #kazutora hanemiya fluff #kazutora hanemiya imagines #kazutora hanemiya x you #sanzu haruchiyo imagines #sanzu haruchiyo x you #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #sanzu haruchiyo fluff #haruchiyo sanzu x reader #sanzu x reader #manjiro sano x you #manjiro sano fluff #mikey sano fluff

[ririsann]

「 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 」

asking your boyfriend to reach something on the high shelf for you.

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... matsuno chifuyu, sano “mikey” manjirou, mitsuya takashi x gn!reader (separate)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - reader is shorter than their bf!, sarcasm (not indicated), 

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - i thought of this simply because i am also short as hell (~156 cm/5′1) also mikey is lowkw kinda ooc???? i shld know how to write him well (as a mikey kinnie 🤪 yes i have problems) i have no idea why i cldnt do that

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 would try his best to be one of those main love interests in a shoujou manga he’s read. a handsome, gentlemanly boy, though there was one problem - he was a little vertically challenged. maybe a little more than just a little bit. 

at a whopping 168 cm (~5′6″), he was obviously very tall. which gave you an idea. you weren’t as tall as him at a giant 160 cm (~5′3″), i know, so tall.

him being short didn’t bother you at all, really. it didn’t change that he was really sweet at all, and you found him adorable. so adorable that you just wanted to mess with him all the time.

“fuyu! can you get the cereal from up there?” he looks back at you from his manga that he was so engrossed in and sees you struggling. this was the ideal time to show his skills as an ikemen*.

*ikemen (イケメン) : term for pretty boy! that’s basically what it is. i’m not sure if it’s technically slang tho tbh

his determined face as he stood up and walked towards you said “let me show you how it’s done,” and it was kinda cute. it looked very similar to a pout. 

he struggled for a minute, and for another, and another. he did not want to stoop as low as climbing onto the countertop or using a stool. god forbid he use a stool.

“don’t-- hrg-- don’t worry babe! i-- hrmph-- i got it!” you giggle at his little antics to try and impress you. 

“yeah, whatever you say, ‘fuyu.” the box would come forward little by little as your boyfriend tried to grasp it. 

needless to say it took a while and you got your share of entertainment by harassing chifuyu for the day. 

as you started to walk away and look for a stool, he turns and points at you.

“don’t you dare try and get me a stool! i can do this without one!”

“it’s been five minutes. i want my cereal.”

“I SAID I CAN DO IT!!”

with 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 being your boyfriend while also being busy with touman, you rarely played around or pranked your boyfriend as other couples would.

he was such a man-child that he would get mad at you for “committing such a heinous crime,” when you had just distracted him by saying “hey is that emma with a different dude?” when that was completely false.

he was so adorable when he got mad over these small things from you, but he could never keep those feelings because he knew you were just having fun. he would try and ignore you with a pout on his face but it was impossible to completely ignore you so he always caved in after less than 10 minutes of pestering him.

“mikey, can you come get this for me? i can’t get it right now,” you call. he was hanging around your place since he didn’t want you straining yourself so much after getting in a bicycle accident and breaking your arm. yeah, you broke your arm. like, shattering the bone.

you hear footsteps coming closer to you quite quickly, being greeted by the blond boy to your right. he looks like you like a puppy who had just been summoned, awaiting your next command.

pointing at the high shelf that held your incredibly precious handcrafted figure that you made yourself, he understands that he needs to get it. what he didn’t understand is that it took you several weeks to get it to where it was now.

“now, don’t drop--”

CRASH.

“--it.” 

the both of you stood in silence while looking at the shards of porcelain shattered on your floor. now this was a big mess that you could not entrust your boyfriend to clean.

mikey doesn’t say anything, completely in shock while also processing your words. “don’t drop it”, and he drops it.

he lets out a small string of curses under his breath, just quiet enough not to hear the profanities coming out of his mouth. he walks out of the room to grab a broom and a dustpan to clean up the mess.

“i’ll clean it up. don’t sweat it, manjirou.” the words that strung out of your mouth were sickly sweet, like they didn’t belong.

you didn’t even realize how mad you were until you really thought about your hard work over the past few weeks being completely destroyed in just a few seconds because of someone’s helpful intentions but harmful actions.

he didn’t say anything to you, with no other feelings other than pure guilt filling his being. you calling him manjirou, you telling him not to drop something when you usually wouldn’t give instructions to do something, you taking over the job he explicitly told you that he could do (taking care of you).

he was terrified.

you heard no response for a while and he hadn’t come back for a little while so you went out of the room and saw him sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.

“hey, manjirou? you good there?” he doesn’t acknowledge your existence, which only happens when he’s mad at you. you could tell he’s more distressed and guilty than pettily mad at you. you sigh and take a seat next to him.

“look, if you’re worried about the figure you dropped, it’s fine. i can always make another one--”

“...but you worked hard on it.” you let out a small laugh, making him lift his head and look up at you.

“that figure’s replaceable, don’t worry!” you look at him with a close-eyed grin. “besides, i’d rather have you, an irreplaceable thing, versus that little porcelain effigy.”

he shows you a small smile before resting his face again.

“yeah, that little porcelain effigy.”

𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀 loved to do things for you. it was his inner caretaker, especially after taking care of his little sisters for as long as he could remember.

now, he wasn’t very short at 170 cm (~5′7″), but he wasn’t exactly tall either, so you took advantage of this fact very often, maybe a little too often.

“takashi, can you come get this for me?”

“what’s up?” he peeks out of the corner of the room he was in. “oh, you want my sewing materials?”

you nod, holding a ripped stuffed animal in your hands. he guessed that mana accidentally ripped it and asked you to fix it for her, despite her brother being right there. (favouritism)

“the seams seem a bit loose too, so i need more material than just my bit of thread,” you explain as he tries to reach up for the tin of pins, needles, and lots of colours of thread. for some reason he couldn’t reach it today.

“yeah, i’ve been meaning to do that! i don’t have nearly as much time as i used to so i can’t really do as much anymore,” he struggles to explain. 

mana comes out of the bedroom and sees her brother reaching up to something but also pinpoints that his shirt lifting from the reaching has also exposed a bit of his back. and from his exposed back, she sees the opportunity to pull his pants down.

she waddles over to him while the two of you were in the middle of conversation, so neither of you notice the toddler coming over.

“do you need help?”

“nah, i’m almost there--”

your boyfriend suddenly feels his legs exposed to the cool air in the apartment. of course he had to see what you were up to, since he was suddenly pantsed.

“mana, you goofy little girl,” you coo, picking the young girl up into your arms. the lavender-haired boy sees this and just smiles. 

“mana, you can’t just do that!” he scolds. mitsuya wasn’t mad, he just had to teach her a lesson before she did that to him in public.

“takashi, chill. she’s not gonna know what that means, teach her later.” you look back at the girl in your arms, and back at him. “she didn’t mean anything from it.”

his heart felt so warm.

you were definitely gonna be the one he would marry one day.

#tokyorev #tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #mitsuya takashi #takashi mitsuya #mitsuya tokyo revengers #mitsuya takashi x reader #takashi mitsuya x reader #matsuno chifuyu #chifuyu matsuno #chifuyu tokyo revengers #matsuno chifuyu x reader #chifuyu matsuno x reader #mikey sano #mikey x reader #sano manjirou #manjirou sano #manjirou sano x reader #sano mikey #tokyo revengers scenarios #tokyorev scenarios #ririsann

[meistwentyinchheels]

tokrev boys confessing to their crush

; mikey x gn!reader, chifuyu x gn!reader, baji x gn!reader

; fluff, slight crack

; warnings: baji’s part may be a bit ooc?, swearing in chifuyu and baji’s parts, possible grammar errors, otherwise none

; form: drabbles/headcannons

; word count: 1.6k

; published: 14.07.2021

; author’s note: no cuz i struggled so much with baji’s part i’m gonna cry. chifuyu’s part also ended up too long help i have brainrot chifuyu my beloved i’m also posting at a weird time won’t u look at that lmaoooo

he’s an idiot when it comes to figuring out his own feelings, but in a good way

he’s not dense it just

slips his mind,,,somehow

LOWKEY HAS TO ASK DRAKEN FOR HELP CUZ HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO HELP

Draken doesn’t know what to do either have you seen the way he acts around Emma

considers burying his feelings in a ditch cuz he’s scared you don’t like him in that way

pls reassure him

ends up confessing in the spur of the moment and the regret he felt the moment those words left his mouth

The streetlights looked like very bright lines as Mikey drove past with you behind him holding onto his waist for dear life. He knew very well you didn’t like it when he went too fast, but he liked the feeling of you clinging onto his waist. But one cannot stay on a motorcycle forever so when the two of you arrived at your destination he did what any teenager in love would do, hold your hand. He noticed the way you blushed and diverted your attention elsewhere, but boy did he feel just a tiny bit relieved. He has a chance. Maybe.

He had brought you to the pier looking over the sea and the moonlight reflecting onto the surface made the scene look even more stunning. You were amazed at how pretty the sea looked at night, but Mikey’s eyes were on you. As cliché as it sounded, he thought you looked even better. However, in his little staring session he failed to notice how you knew he was staring at you. He only snapped out of it when you snapped your fingers near his ear startling him. In the spur of the moment, he said what he never could have thought he would let slip…

“This is why I like you. You’re just so darn cute.”

The shock on your face caused him to realize what he just said and let out a string of apologies but was cut off by your giggles. He was confused. Was this your way of rejecting him? Oh god, he regretted saying anything. He should have just kept his mouth shut and stayed as friends. He wanted the Earth to just bury him at that moment. However, his inner turmoil was interrupted by your words…

“I like you too, you idiot.”

HE LOOKED LIKE A DEER IN HEADLIGHTS PLEASE

most likely hugged you so hard that you couldn’t breathe

also bragged to Draken about it and told him to suck it up and confess to Emma already

bud I don’t think that’s gonna happen

MY BELOVED

he’s best boy and I refuse to believe otherwise

ok back onto the reason why you’re here

he’s a bit more into the cliché ideas cuz he reads all that shoujo manga

tries so hard to come up with a good idea, but ultimately chickens out

Baji once called him a coward for not having the guts to confess

he can’t choose for the life of him whether he should confess under the cherry blossom trees, on the rooftop with the comfy set up and hit u with the line “the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” or just go fuck it and confess after classes

surprise surprise it was none of the three

it was something even cuter I’m gonna cry

HE WASN’T EVEN THE ONE TO CONFESS BYE

Waves rolling over the sand at the beach making it damp and uncomfortable to walk in. The summer sun slowly setting over the horizon. The winds which have considerably slowed down to almost nothing. The perfect setup for a date. However, the catch is that Chifuyu had still not confessed to you. He did notice the blush on your cheeks when he held your hand but thought nothing of it. Anyone would blush when someone you’re close with held your hand suddenly, right?

His thoughts were interrupted by you stopping and removing your shoes with your other hand while dragging him to the sea. “W-Wait we’re going to get wet!” he stuttered as you just laughed at him. Your smile, your goddamn smile. He’d go to hell and back just to see you smile like that at him and it made him nervous. Besides, why were you dragging him into the sea? He did manage to get his shoes off, but still got wet by the waves splashing at the two of your feet.

“The water is already up to our calves I don’t want go even deeper into the water.” Chifuyu pouted making you laugh once again. “But do you think I care? Besides, we look real cute standing here like this.” Your comment caught him off-guard making him blush and divert his eyes from you making you giggle. Ah, is this what it would be like if I had the guts to confess? he thought.

“You know I’ve noticed something lately.” you spoke looking at him like you were expecting something. “And what would that be?” he asked, worried that you’ve noticed how he’s a lot more jittery when near you. He wouldn’t know whether he was lucky or not if you did as he had no clue if you even liked him as more than a friend. “You mister have been acting very off lately.” He’s screwed. They know he’s been acting weird lately and now he’s scared. “Do you perhaps like me as more than a friend?” His throat went dry. He could barely breathe. Fuck, you figured him out. The hell is he going to do now?

“Well even if you don’t feel that way I’ll just be up-front about it.” Huh? What were you going on about? There’s no fucking way you liked him like that right? He hasn’t noticed a single sign you could possibly like him. Wait, was this you rejecting him without him even saying it outright? How embarrassing. The sea looks real nice right about now. “I uh kind of like you.” you mumbled “As more than friends.”

Wait. You actually liked him? You were about to run away but were held back by Chifuyu who grabbed you by the waist. He pulled you even closer to him, placing his forehead against yours. “I’m glad to know my feelings weren’t one-sided.” You beamed at him the moment he spoke those words and he swore he saw sparkles in your eyes. Unknown to the both of you, Baji actually spied on the two of you and took some pictures to be used as blackmail.

god I love Chifuyu he’s baby I’m sorry I’m just hnggdagudhahd

he didn’t get to live that situation down as Baji constantly teased him for it

don’t think you were safe from the teasing

oh no you weren’t

even mf Takemichi teased the two of you BYE

he probably confesses in the most unromantic way ngl

idk it’s just the vibes I get

he acts all cool and nonchalant about it, but internally he probably has like a million alarms going off yelling at him

NO CAUSE HE ONCE COMPLIMENTED YOUR NEW HAIRSTYLE AND AFTER YOU LEFT HE SMACKED HIMSELF ON THE HEAD AND SCREAMED

Chifuyu was concerned to say the least

he really likes you though so he tries to calm down on his antics a bit hoping you’d notice you do

“Hey, can I talk to you for a moment? In private?” he spoke hoping he didn’t look nervous in any way. You just nodded and smiled walking along with him to the back of the school. While the two were walking away, Baji looked behind him and saw Chifuyu giving him a thumbs up while mouthing a “You got this!”. His heart was going a million miles an hour and his hands were actually sweaty. He’s glad that Chifuyu at least had the decency not to comment on it though he’s sure he noticed how nervous he looked.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” you spoke when you finally arrived at the back of the school. He noticed the sparkles in your eyes and remembered how Chifuyu told him that you had stars in your eyes whenever you looked at Baji. He was hoping that his gut wasn’t wrong and that he wasn’t ruining a perfectly fine friendship. He took a deep breath and finally said what he has wanted to say for a while now. “I sort of like you,,? As more than friends and I wanted you to know.”

He dreaded your answer cause why would someone so perfect like a delinquent like him? In his head, he doesn’t have any good redeeming features as even his grades are absolute shit. You on the other hand were the top of class and popular among many. “I like you too Keisuke.” you spoke as you smiled that damn perfect smile of yours. “I also noticed how you’ve stopped blowing up as many cars. Were you perhaps trying to impress me?”

“And if I was?” Baji spoke with hesitancy noticeable in his tone while finally looking at you in the eyes. You only giggled and lightly punched his arm saying, “I like you for how you don’t care about other’s opinions, you big dummy”. He just looked dumbfounded at your statement and finally cracked a laugh as he laughed with you.

you guys love to braid each other’s hair I said what I said

poor Chifuyu has to be a third wheel now cause he doesn’t have a partner of his own f

he was actually keeping watch in a bush not too far away from the two of you and he nearly let out a squeak

you two are so fucking cute tho help

blowing up cars together :)))

© meistwentyinchheels; written by meistwentyinchheels - do not edit or repost

#mikey x reader #sano manjiro x reader #manjiro x reader #sano manjiro #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu matsuno x reader #chifuyu matsuno #baji x reader #baji keisuke x reader #baji keisuke #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revengers #help it took me way too long to write this #THEYRE SO CUTE N FOR WHAT

[norgestan]

norandro, eva/nora, amiris 👀❣️

NORANDRO:

i mean, starting off pretty strong with my favorite eskam couple. oh god. THEM. as someone who cannot stomach season 2 and also skipped william's clip and william's clip only when season 4 of skam came to an end... i will ALWAYS love what eskam did for this couple. i think i explain it pretty well on my season 3 review, but to sum up those thoughts: i think this is what noorhelm was truly supposed to be, they're both pretty flawed characters with great arcs who make their get-together super interesting and organic, alejandro is my baby and the most developed william and i'll die on this hill, etc.

especially i think that norandro, for a ship that got way less screentime that all their other counterparts, is by FAR the most developed couple in all of them and up there in eskam too, and although they weren't the focus of most of the show, it's clear as day that the writers really tried to tell a compelling story with these two - and they succeeded. it's shocking to me that eskam actually got to link the "everyone is fighting a battle" motto that has become a meme for how poorly incorporated it is on the skamverse, as alejandro effectively behaved around that motto: during season 3 and onwards, which is where i believe he's fully reformed as a character and love interest, he never hurts nora - nor anyone - in any way. he struggles to tell nora how he doesn't want a relationship because he doesn't want to hurt her, and in the miscommunication fest that their first clip of s3 is, i've always LOVED that nora calls alejandro a "fuckboy" still, and he's clearly annoyed by this, but doesn't bite back. he's always so mindful of her feelings even though he's struggling himself, BECAUSE he understands that his suffering is not the center of the world! because treating people with kindness is a strength in itself! and it continues like that for the rest of the season. like, at his most petty, he just sends a text to nora calling her a "fuckboy", which is honestly hilarious. he deals with a lot of jealousy because of nora's new relationship, yet he values her friendship so much that he never snaps at her, he never lets it show when he's talking to her, and he's never passive-aggressive about it - you can tell that he's so genuinely glad that they're still friends after all. god, the clip where he realizes that miquel is a shit boyfriend while he's talking to nora... imagine the things any other william would've said there. imagine the ways alejandro could've been petty or overprotective and fuck everything up. instead, he recognizes nora needs space and even though it hurts to be away from her, he does it because he understands it's what she needs - and his own feelings and entitlement (that he previously showed, too!) aren't the most important thing. it's beautiful. UGH. what a great character eskam crafted, there.

i like them well enough in s4, too. i think, for what they had to work with, they took them in a good direction and their happy ending feels deserved. it's just that... personally, i wish there was more introspection of nora's aftermath in s3, which is also one of my complaints with season 3 - and where characters like emma could've been SO good. although i understand the intentions, a lot of nora's internal turmoil regarding her abusive relationship with miquel are only tied to her desire to be with alejandro. it's frustrating that it became so boy-focused when the girl squad was the center of the emotional climax of nora's season. to me, the solution is still in giving the pov's to the girl squad and not... random characters lol, but oh well. i think eskam did good there and i still love this couple the most!!! i just wish there was an universe where their story doesn't have to be wrapped up in one season and we can get actual glimpses of a beautiful slow burn where they can finally get together and make their relationship work - and this is where the fanfic part comes in, i guess! as someone who loves the couple, i liked seeing them lovey-dovey in the background of s4, but also i wouldn't have been too mad if they held off from making them completely canon and only hinted their status as endgame, kinda how they did with eva and jorge. oh, and speaking of eva, i guess...

NOREVA:

i guess, the main thing with them is that i love norandro so much that i can't really see nora with any other love interest??????? now, platonically. UGH. 12/10. anyone who's seen season 3 should know and i shouldn't even have to explain it tbh. i love the focus that is put on their friendship and how emotionally charged it is when it comes to miquel and the aftermath of all that. like, a similar thing is done with norandro - because at that point, nora and alejandro were exclusively friends, but it becomes even more relevant when it's about eva. eva who, you know, was in a toxic relationship herself. i love that she herself brings up her relationship with jorge when she's talking about miquel, and how wary she is of everything that happening. the fact that she's the first one to sense it feels so right!!! i love that eskam really made them close and gave them the window scene, which is both so powerful on its message and a true love letter to female friendships.

i think eva is a really underrated eskam character as it is, like... people really don't understand how great of a character she is and how much she's grown. they are quick to call her a boring, ooc party girl once s2 rolls around, like eskam didn't spend TIME making eva herself declare that hooking up with cristian (and cristian ONLY!) was something she did out of fun and she was decided to stop as soon as it stopped being fun for her. moreover, eva is such a perceptive person: she's been that way since s1 and it has only carried across for the entirety of the show since then. and when pairing two really good characters together, like eva and nora, you really can't go wrong. their friendship brings great things out of both of them and it goes through its own arc during nora's season, whereas other seasons either dump eva as noora's bff midway through or just make them really close to introduce character drama but don't really do anything to their dynamic as it is.

romantically... sigh. i'm sorry LOL as much as i love girls kissing and wlw romance done right... i don't see potential for this relationship outside their platonic dynamic. which is, btw, incredibly strong and beautiful. i'm super contented with how eskam handled their friendship and therefore i wouldn't want anything else from them, and it's not like nooreva where the chemistry was THERE. however! i'm always open to see people's interpretations of what romantic noreva could be. wasn't it you who wrote that beautiful fic of nora realizing she's bi and falling for eva after season 3? because now THAT'S the shit i'm looking for. i think there's a lot of potential there which i'd like to see explored in fic, but other than that, i love their relationship how it is and i've never felt a desire to see them as each other romantic interests.

AMIRIS:

first things first: why did eskam NEVER confirm cris having an embarrassing, sweet, confusing childhood crush on amira? i mean, it's my headcanon that she'll later realize it and she'll jolt awake and think "holy FUCK" but like... it's a thing that isaks are into their jonases. why didn't it happen here :(((((

being honest, childhood friends to lovers has never been my thing? a simple friends to lovers doesn't do it for me: i like my relationships rocky, with lots of character moments and whose survival and success depend only on the people involved making efforts to change and do better. if you've seen s4... yeah, that's not really the case. it's just disappointing because damn, amiris is the realest thing indeed, but also... what case are the writers doing for them? because it was only irene and hajar doing the intense gazing and bringing all the chemistry home. s4 cris is a mess and a half, and while i like the idea of the bench scene featuring both of them, and being more about cris reminding amira the reasons she's made it this far instead of lecturing her about sucking it up better... the result is still lackluster. there are SO many issues on their friendship that were introduced and then dropped, and it's really nice that cris finally is there to comfort amira when shit goes down, it truly is! but what else is there? it's just a small part of s4 being a bunch of missed potential. they could've REALLY done something great with their relationship and bring back and close cris' development in the show, but we only got... well, nothing. back to 0. amira has to live with those problems, now. things like that really make it seem like once amira broadens her horizons, she won't really go back to her friendship with the girls, and cris will be a lingering wound of the past. oh well.

ehem. romantically!!!!!!! as i said, cris was totally crushing on amira at some point. like... canon really makes a point at making cris' brother amira's love interest, where dani has nothing to offer to amira than cris hasn't done yet. iftar on a rooftop? ha, loser, cris did it first. admiring her passion and her faith? cris does it arguably way better than dani. longtime pining? dude. go home. okay, i'll cut dani soto some slack since it's not about him lol. point is, if amira was charmed by all of those things, then what tells me that the option of her and cris being a thing is off the table? at the end of the day, they're indeed a relationship that needs a lot of work and patience to last. the 500k slow burn is writing itself, really.

(regardless of amiris' future, i still think irene and hajar have to do a cute romcom romance at some point. their chemistry is off the charts.)

#skam españa #putting a read more thingy because as usual i've gone in too deep #also yes. i did mark 'i want to kiss them' in every ship. and what about it #thank you so much for your ask adelaide!!!!!!!! <3 #answered

[babywonderlandwerewolf]

Frank’s hints on season 3 Part 1

If we’re gonna be on hiatus, may as well dig up the hints he gave for season 3 starting on September 13th 2019 (since that’s after season 2 ended) to get some speculations rolling.

cartoon-lover-38: are we getting more of Violet (and maybe Boyd) episodes in Season 3?

Frank’s response: Yep. (Challenge of the Senior Junuor Woodchucks and Astro BOYD)

caney768 asked: We'll we ever find out HOW DID SANTA DO SCROOGE WRONG!?!?!?!?!

Frank’s response: Spoilers. (coming up on the Christmas episode)

alongdwdfan asked: There will be a sports match episode in season 3?

Frank’s response: Kiiiiiiinnnda… (Rumble for Ragnorak)

saturngears asked: will gyro have any important moments in season 3?

Frank’s response: Yep. (Astro BOYD)

alysuns asked: Will we get Donald and Della sibling shenanigans? 👀

Frank’s response: Yep, there are some shenanigans. (This gonna be good! Halloween episode is one of them for sure)

shivang915-deactivated20191017 asked: Is Season 3 darker than season 2?

Frank’s response:  It is more adventurous in every sense of the word, and the stakes have never been higher.  After a full season of bringing adventure back to Duckburg, we were challenged to send the family out in search of bigger adventure in the world…and they may not like everything they find.

co27 asked:

are we gonna see more of penumbras development in season three, or is her arc more or less over now that shes gotten over her disdain for della?

Frank’s response: Yes (we’re confirmed to be getting a Webby and Penumbra episode this season)

beaglelover62 asked: Any hints to what's next for Lena in her emotional journey, now that her aunt is out of the picture (for now?)?

Frank’s response:  Cute that you think that Mágica would ever be out of the picture.

sleaveheralone asked: Which characters are going to be involved the most in Huey's arc?

Frank’s response: All of them

clusterduck28 asked: Can you tease one of the upcoming episodes, but in a form of a haiku?

Frank’s response: The gauntlet is thrown. Rise o purple challenger (Darkwing Duck likely). A book will lead them (probably the Isabella Finch book)

b-riot2k15 asked: Will we get to see Panchito and Jose again in season 3?

Frank’s reponse: Yes (Louie’s Eleven)

volcanicsands asked: Are any of the moonlanders planning to stay on Earth? Specifically any plot relevant characters, or perhaps some aspiring pet parents?

Frank’s answer: Spoilers (likely referring to the Webby and Penumbra episode coming up)

pixiesphere asked: Is it too early to ask for a OOC quote?

Frank’s answer: “Nothing beats the power of a big name guest star.” (Quack Pack)

undertelevisionskiess asked: Will we see Gladstone again?

Frank’s answer: Yes. Absolutely.

likelytowritesomestuff asked: Hi mr Angones! Can we expect an episode focusing on Launchpad?

Frank’s answer: Yes (Double O Duck You Only Crash Twice)

mellenabrave asked: Will we have more Boyd in the future? Pls give us the Robot son.

Frank’s answer: Absolutely (Astro BOYD)

sleaveheralone asked: Will we see Goldie again in season 3?

Frank’s answer: Yea

lophiii asked: Will Boyd befriend the other kids in the future?

Frank’s answer:  Yep. Big Boyd ep coming. (Astro BOYD)

trixielulamay asked: We’ve seen all the current FOWL Agents, but is there anyone we’ve seen so far who’s Ex-FOWL?

Frank’s answer:  Oh we haven’t seen all the FOWL agents. (fuel to speculate more on FOWL)

kittycatgundam asked: Will we find out more about Gyro in season 3?

Frank’s answer: Yes (Astro BOYD)

saturngears asked: can you describe the upcoming gizmoduck and gyro japan episode with one word?

Frank’s answer: Massive (Astro BOYD)

ginger-s-n-a-p asked: Will gosalyn and the rest of the kids interact?

Frank’s answer:  Yep

b-riot2k15 asked: Will there ever be a moment where Darkwing or at the very least Drake Mallard, will have an interaction with Donald, Della, or the kids?

Frank’s answer: Yes

rumblewithwendy-moved asked: another ooc gos quote ?

Frank’s answer: “You have a bit of a complex, don’t you?”

inuyugihakusho asked: Will there be sibling squabbles between Donald and Della?

Frank’s answer: Yes of course.

fuckinganxiousallthetime asked: Will there be more Dewey Dewnight in the new season?

Frank’s answer: How could there not be?

darkwing-bean asked: are launchpad and gosalyn gonna interact?

Frank’s answer:  Are you serious? Yes of course.

gasgun asked: Is anything you can tell us about Drake and Gosalyn's relationship in S3?

Frank’s answer: Drake claims that the main reason he became Darkwing to help other kids like himself.  Gosalyn is going to put that claim to the test.

sleaveheralone asked: Will Scrooge cry in season 3?

He’ll get more mad than we’ve ever seen him. (Challenge of the Senior Junior Woodchucks is one of those instances)

sleaveheralone asked: Will we ever find out why Donald and Della lived with Scrooge?

Frank’s answer: Yep (SO EXCITED FOR THIS!!!!)

itsonedollarhexedpuppet asked: Could you give an out of context spoiler about Gladstone?

Frank’s answer: He has never had to climb up stairs before.

saturngears asked: can you give us an ooc spoiler about gyro?

Frank’s answer:  Not his original hair color.

a-small-collection-of-nonsense asked: Out of context Beakley spoiler?

Frank’s answer:  Classified.

dwlpg asked: which word would you use to describe Huey’s arc in s3 ?

Frank’s answer:  Knowledge.

sleaveheralone asked: An out of context Goldie spoilers?

Frank’s answer: Sometimes you do get a second chance to make a first impression.

dwlpg asked: out of context spoiler about gandra ?

Frank’s answer: Secrets built upon secrets.

lesbiankiliel asked: is a sea monster going to eat scrooge's ice cream?

Frank’s answer: Spoilers

sleaveheralone asked: How many episodes does season 3 have?

Frank’s answer:  562 ½ minutes worth of DuckTales. (25 half hours most likely)

beaufonvilleranger1 asked: What will Gosalyn's New Personality be based on?

Frank’s answer:  Definitely original Gosalyn. We also talked a lot about the defiance, strength, and vulnerability of teen activists like Emma Gonzalez and Greta Thunberg, with a fierce sense of justice/right and wrong. The inherent goofiness and cockiness of Kate McKinnon. A little Tessa Thompson. A LOT of my youngest kid. And, of course, a METRIC TON of the amazing actress we got to play her.

#frankangones #ducktales #davidtennant #dannypudi #benschwartz #bobbymoynihan #kate micucci #tony anselmo #paget brewster #beck bennett #toks olagundoye #questions #hypetheshow

[shirokodomo]

✍️ X 5

For every ✍️ received, I will mention a mutual and write about my favourite thread/OOC interaction we've had together!

Alright!! Let’s start with the one who sent this ask <3

@archeracrosstime | Rarity was legit the very first person I followed after I made this blog and she was the source of inspiration for a lot of stuff I did at the beginning, both for graphics and writing. Must confess though that I really thought the headers for the verses was something common among this RPC community and I kinda jumped on the boat for that x’D 

Favorite Thread: Hard to pick, we haven’t had much Hakudoshi-Kagome interactions, we had more with Kohaku and Kagome and the post-canon interaction with Kohaku asking Kagome for help due to a new demon helped me build off how my post-canon Kohaku would be. Other than that, I am currently really liking the Towa and Hakudoshi thread, looking forward to continue it soon!

Favorite OOC Interaction: I can’t just pick one tbh but I would say when we are screaming/ranting about the Yashahime episode and theories are my favorite OOC interactions so far!! We’re surviving this hell of a sequel together XD

I will continue this under the cut!

@withagentleheart | Ella. We started off in a random thread because our muses never once interacted in canon, then came the relationship meme where I mentioned that I had gained interest in Hakudoshi/Rin in a romantic way, after that we both fell down this shipping hole plus the love we both have for Kohaku/Rin. And now we’ve joined all that in one beautiful OT3 ship.

Favorite Thread: Definitely, definitely our berries thread, I mean seriously I don’t think I ever started a ship in such a cute and funny way! Love for berries brought those two together.

Favorite OOC Interaction: I have many but as of lately it’s definitely the screaming over the Naruto episodes!!

@senpujin | Emma. I was so happy and excited when I saw a Setsuna blog appearing on the community that my follow was instant, the series hadn’t even started yet and I was already adoring Emma’s Setsuna, I really loved her portrayal overall and even now that we have seen Setsuna on screen I think she has nailed her Muse really well.

Favorite Thread: Any thread with Setsuna and Kohaku are my favorites, doesn’t matter really if it’s just crack, random, chief Kohaku or dad Kohaku they always put a smile on my face and warm my heart!

Favorite OOC Interaction: Very much like Rarity, I love when we discuss our theories and analyze the new and old episodes of Yashahime together!!

@slaheir | Zee. Legit when I saw a Hisui blog had followed me on Kohaku I legit screamed, like with Emma’s Setsuna the series hadn’t started yet but it made me so dang happy to see someone deciding to portray MirSan’s baby boy (funny enough days before Zee followed my blogs I had thought of creating a Hisui RP blog x’D)

Favorite Thread: Every single one that expands and explores the bond between Hisui and Kohaku! Since Sunrise and Yashahime are not giving us what we wished for, we are feeding ourselves with feels and fluff with the uncle and nephew duo.

Favorite OOC Interaction: I would say definitely the rise of the Mizuki / Kohaku ship for the Yakuza verse, like it started as something random and funny that Zee wrote to me and then I was just “...why not tho?” and now here we are sobbing and loving these two dorks too shy to confess.

@slayerled | Shadow. Well I had to complete this with almost all of my Taijiya fam members. Shadow I adore every single one of our interactions both IC and OOC, let’s keep being siblings in the dash games because I absolutely love when we get the same results xD

Favorite Thread: Slowly on-going but it is definitely Sango trying to soothe her little brother about his crush on Rin, the poor boy is a ball of anxiety who doesn’t know what to do with these feelings and only his sister can help him xD

Favorite OOC Interaction: uM every single shanenigan we have in our Taijiya server, seriously all of you guys in there make me smile and laugh and I thank you all with your endless support!!

#Mun answers #Questions for the Mun #archeracrosstime

[badass-at-fandoming]

Ya girl broke down and purchased the Victorian Trilogy like a Legal Adult(TM). I’m on page 106 are u ready for some OOC snark notes.

Some of these are NSFW and this post is rather long, so I’m going to put this under a cut. Also! If anyone wants a PDF version of the Victorian Trilogy, hit me up! I’m going to try to upload these to the Trove too.

Prologue:

Beckett: This house is definitely cursed.

Beckett: I’m going in.

Me: you don’t have to?

Beckett: no, I’m gonna

~

Inside the cursed house,

Beckett: hey, sorry to interrupt but do u got any artifacts

Emma, in the throes of magical ecstasy, dripping blood: do I know you?

(lemme say. what a way to meet your future boyfriend)

~

Beckett was doodling hieroglyphs like a good archeologist and Colonel Blake (Emma’s mortal husband) shot him and Beckett was like, "Wow, rude."

Notes from Ch1-5:

Boulle says Jill Off Rights

~

Regina: And this is my fiancee, who respects and loves me, Lt. Malcom Seward

Me, in my best Captain America voice: I understood that reference

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Emma: [fakes her death]

Mary, an adulty adult: [SCREAMS]

Regina, an eighteen year old: Mary, I need you to get your shit together and help me wash this body or so help me

~

Col Blake: there will no be no talk of witchcraft in this house!

Regina: I didn't say anything about witchcraft

Blake:

Regina:

Blake:

Regina:

Blake:

Regina: ...well now I'm thinking about it.

~

I want Beckett to be snarky wolf dad to Regina send text

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Regina, visiting her mother’s corpse to angst: God, why is it so dark in here.

Regina: [attempts to open the curtains]

Uncle Thomas, who is definitely a ghoul, appearing out of nowhere, sweating: No! It’s, uhhhh, Slavic tradition to, um, not let the sun see dead bodies because, ahhhhh, sunbeams steal souls.

Regina: do you have any concept of how EXTREMELY fake that sounds

Notes from Ch6-8:

why won't these vampires let Regina fuck

~

#LetReginaFuck1887Challenge

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I am immensely enjoying the way this book is taking the White Wolf’s "vampires aren't interested in sex" rule and flinging it out the window. Every single goddamn one of them fucks

~

Vampires: we need to maintain the Masquerade

Also vampires: [murder people in the most suspicious, public way possible]

~

The Tremere are gaming for the Most Unnecessarily Dramatic Clan Award this year, I see

Yeah! If there are shorter passages of Beckett being cute, I will screenshot them. Until then!

#vampire the masquerade #vtm #the victorian trilogy #a morbid initiation #emma blake #regina blake #cuthbert beckett #james blake #malcom seward #tremere #text post

[immortalled]

Slapping these all together instead of making a ton of ooc posts, but.... s3e2 live reactions and final thoughts.

- Simon continues to be cute.

- Lowkey wondering if Overman has the pee fetish...

- Kelly and Alisha hanging out and getting ice cream is adorable. I hope we see them actually hang out in this season.

- Alisha is talking SO loudly in the graveyard. Seth is literally just right there. ALISHA PLEASE.

- Even without invisibility Simon manages to scare people by sneaking up behind them lmao love that. Never change, weird little man.

- ???? Okay, I don’t understand why Curtis wants to keep his whole “my power is turning into the opposite sex” thing secret? His friends KNOW that’s his power, why hide what he looks like? Why does it matter? 

- This episode is quickly turning into one of those “uh oh big misunderstanding, now everyone is going to think Simon is cheating on Alisha even though this could have just been solved by talking to each other” plots and... man, that is my least favorite trope. I swear if it turns into this, I’m gonna scream. Curtis, I will throttle you, and then I will throttle Overman.

- ...Cute girl is gonna get Ruthed isn’t she? Gosh, Curtis... c’mon...

- S I G H S. I take it back. Curtis does need to drink his Respect Women Juice. 

- Simon’s looks of horror are pretty golden lol

- OOF OOF OOF. This episode does not shy away from uncomfortable issues women have, huh? Yikes! I feel unsafe just watching lmaooo why’s everyone in this show a creep? Why!! Not a bad thing, it’s realistic, I suppose, but everyone? Everyone? Give me one nice man, Misfits, please. I miss Ben. Bring Ben back.

- Ohhhh, Curtis, honey... This is why women guard their drinks like HAWKS at parties...

- SKGSJGK RUDY SPITTING HIS DRINK INTO A GIRL’S HOOD IS SENDING ME I hate to keep comparing him to Nathan but at this rate I might actually have to make a Nathan/Rudy parallel gifset. That gave me bowling alley flashbacks.

- Emma what the heck?? Who just leaves their girlfriend passed out? Who assumes that was their fault? Excuse me? 

- I AM SO SCARED FOR CURTIS OH NO

- .................I didn’t need to see that. I did not want to see that.

- I swear Curtis better own up to Emma. But now I’m not happy with either of them. Emma shouldn’t have left Curtis, and Curtis should be honest. This is such a mess.

- Simon is a mood. Simon is me. I too have no idea what the heck is going on. Curtis is making everything so difficult.

- Oh my stars, I love Kelly to bits. What a girl, what a pal. 

- However, I am going to throttle Curtis and Overman. I hate this trope so much. Kelly being a bro for Alisha is literally the only good thing about this.

- Well. Curtis is certainly chugging his Respect Women juice now. He’s drowning in it. 

- Seriously, why didn’t Curtis just tell them???

- I’ve said it before, but why do they always choose to film like this? What is this focus? It’s less awful than S1 when they’d put faces partly out of focus when they’re the only thing on screen but??? I really wanna know the thought process.

- Good job Curtis. Go do the right thing. GOOD JOB, DO IT. DON’T SCREW THIS UP.

- O h.

- O h n o.

- This episode is legitimately terrifying. IDK if I can watch this one again. I am so uncomfortable.

- SAVE HER CURTIS OH M Y STARS I HATE THIS

- GOOD YES GOOD THANK YOU BABY 

- Holy crap that revenge though. Deserving, for sure, but. Wow lmao alright, then. 

Final thoughts: That episode was w i l d l y uncomfortable. Lots of nonconsensual stuff, high even for Misfits. It’s not uncomfortable because it’s made out to be a joke, though, but this episode takes it with a shocking amount of seriousness. It’s really good at showing just how scary it can be as a girl and for that reason alone, I don’t know if I can watch this again any time soon lol. It’s just... a little too real. I didn’t expect Misfits of all things to have an episode that tries to teach a moral lesson about consent but, despite its flaws, color me impressed.

My only issue is that I really don’t see why Curtis needed to learn this lesson? Out of all the main male cast, he’s always been pretty considerate and aware. I guess we never get to see too many of his faults since Curtis-centric episodes before have mostly been centered around his time travel power and his guilt over wrecking his athletic career. But... it just seems sort of left field that he’s the one who needs to understand what it’s like to be a woman? IDK. I’m both glad this is an episode because maybe male viewers could learn something, but from a character standpoint, it strikes me as strange lol. If anyone needed this lesson, Nathan (if something similar could have happened in S1 or 2) or Rudy would have been my choice.

Anyway. Not a terrible episode, not a great episode. Squicky. Very squicky. There were times when I felt that some writing was being repeated, too. A few lines and actions from Rudy felt like rehashes of Nathan and some elements reminded me a lot of S1E2, namely the whole issue with Curtis starting a relationship with Emma while he’s in his girl body without telling her who he really is. And then everyone teasing Curtis about the thing with Rudy felt like a weird callback to them teasing Nathan about Ruth. It doesn’t ruin anything, it just really pops out to me when it happens. Not sure if it’s because it’s actually that noticeable or if I’m just extra sensitive to it because I write Nathan and pay the most attention to his scenes.

Despite all that, I’ll say that Simon and Kelly were the real highlights of this episode. Simon had some moments that were just really adorable imo and I love love love Kelly confronting “Melissa” (Curtis’ female persona) when she thinks Simon is cheating on “her” with Alisha, and then she goes after Simon too LOL like. I appreciate a girl who doesn’t let friendship get in the way of ripping into both parties responsible for cheating. It’s also pretty cute that Kelly goes to check on Curtis after it’s all explained and Curtis is upset. That’s sweet. Kelly has such a big heart.

#spark watches misfits [liveblogging]; #out of immortality [ooc];

[isolaween]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

At 7 PM, all guests are waiting anxiously. Some are excited, others are nervous, but everyone wonders what will happen now. It's only been a few minutes since the lights went off, but it feels like an eternity.

And then... Golden butterflies, just like those idly flying around, begin to amass at the top of the staircase leading to the second floor. They form a true cloud, which dissolves to reveal none other than the silhouettes of tonight's noble hosts. They wear costumes inspired by 1980's fashion, just fitting for their own temporal origin. And as expected, they start the festivities with the most iconic sentence:

<"HAAAAAPPYYYYYY HALLOWEEEEEEN!!!! AAAAAAAND TRIIIIICK OOOOR TREEEEEEEEAT!!!!">

The lights turn on once again in a burst, as several magical figures, servants of the Ushiromiya family, pop into existence either on the staircase or floating above it, as they bright forth a wave of applause. The spotlights highlight the Golden Witch and the Endless Sorcerer the most, as the latter grabs a microphone to start their presentation.

"Good evening, Spirale City! I hope you folks are ready for a truly spooooky night, where the world of humans and the world of witches comes into contact with each other!"

Then, Beato took the microphone. "There is no need to be afraid, however. This is an once-a-year moment, where the grotesque, the weird, the supernatural, can exist freely, without being afraid of the limitations humans bring to them. This is a night of joy, after all."

"And speaking of limitations, that includes the temporal restrictions fashion imposes to us on a daily basis. This year's theme for our guests' costumes is a Chrono Celebration! No matter whether you came from ancient times or the most distant future, show off your time period's culture and style with pride! I hope to see many people joining this fun. Ihihi!"

"Of course, we wouldn't be so cruel to expel you if you choose to go for another path in your fun. But if you have even the tiiiiniest change of heart about it, check the rooms to the hall's right, where a costume room can be found. Alternatively, you could ask the makeup crew's assistance to make you look like a monstrous being straight from Hell! *Cackle**cackle**cackle*!!"

“Beato, please, we have children here.” He whispers to her ear, before coughing and returning his attention to the audience. “A-Anyway, that is not our only attraction! To your left, you’ll find the parlor, where a karaoke system is set up on the TV. Just ask Hieda no Akyuu (@ninthmiare), who is overseeing it, to help set you up and go have fun singing your lungs out with friends!”

A spotlight shone upon Akyuu over this mention of her, as it would do for any other person mentioned during their speech. “Of course, if you feel like that is too cheerful for a Halloween Party, you can just wait a bit later. Once we hit 11 PM, Akyuu will move to the dinner room, where a ghost story sharing session will start! Bring on your scariest tales, or read some of the material provided to us by a partner of ours-” Beatrice summons business cards for Owl’s Books to everyone’s hands, much like the cards present at the gift baskets, with info about all the partner businesses that collaborated with the party. “-for maximum fright!”

“Those who’d rather partake in a more physical activity can go up the second floor, where Emma (@gracefieldorphan) and Jon K. are responsible for carrying out a hide-and-seek game! It’s open for all ages, so don’t be afraid to join!”

“And for people who’d rather enjoy tonight in a more intellectual manner, we’ll ask you to go all the way up to the third floor. A escape room game shall await those who dare take the challenge. I hope none of you will bore our dear Piper Elenmin (@shadowedstep) with boring reasonings!”

“Lastly, we shall have an ample selection of musical attractions throughout the whole party! Starting at 19:20, we have Ultimate Pianist Kaede Akamatsu (@pureryudo) and famous idol Rise Kujiwawa (@wavesang)! Next, at 20:10, we have the idol duo of Sayo Hikawa (@heroicadvents) and Aya Maruyama (@ayasashi)!!”

“Check in at 21:00 for the spetacular presentation of fellow cute blondes, Rin Kagamine (@rightreflection) and Klavier Gavin (@rockstarprosecutor)! By 21:50, it’ll be time for yet another idol to join us, the versatile GUMI (@mozeik)!!”

“If you’d rather listen to other sorts of music besides singing, just wait until 22:40. First, we’ll have Ecaterina Ciobanu (@unulales) bringing some creepy tunes with her violin! Next, it’ll be the time for Midvalley (@midvalley-the-hornfreak) to captivate us with a saxophone show at 23:30!”

“Music shall accompany us until the end of this magical night. After the stroke of midnight, Dorothea Arnault (@chanteuser) will bring us to a night in the opera, exactly at 00:20! And to end the service, we shall have I-no (@sinfoniette) going feral with her guitar! Huh huh, I can’t wait to have all of you relieving my boredom with your sweet tunes!!”

“Ihihihihi! I think we all will, dear!” Battler says amused, before pulling a more serious face. “....Before we end it for tonight, though, I need to give you folks a general warning. This is meant to be a funny evening, with nothing but positive vibes here. Light hearted pranks are fine, but violence of any sort will not be tolerated. See these?” He points to a golden butterfly flying around. “They’re directly linked to Beato and I’s minds. If any of you try pulling anything ‘funny’ that would disrupt the party, we will know.”

“And the consequences for such violations of our hospitality will be dire.” Beato adds. “We have a strong security team. We trust them to be able of handling most rumbuctious folks. If you insist on offering resistance, however, goat butlers will appear around you and immobilize you. If that doesn’t suffice, we have our higher ranked furniture, such as the Seven Stakes of Purgatory or the Chiester Sisters, to deal with such elements.”

“And if even after all that, you insist on spoiling people’s fun...” Battler raises his hand, where a small glass-like Fragment appears. “You will be sent to this Time-Out Fragment until the end of the party. It’s pretty much a pocket dimension, so don’t think you can escape if it gets to this.”

As soon as he finished that, Battler broke into a happy smile and clapped his hands. “So, I hope everyone enjoys the party! Thank you to everyone who came, and to everyone that helped and is helping us right now! Oh, and a last thing. If any of you gets hurt or feels ill, check the medical room, where you’ll receive due treatment. That is it for now!”

With that, Battler and Beatrice teleported away from the staircase, freeing the way up. They must be somewhere in the crowd now, as they wish to enjoy the party as everyone else...

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(Hello, everybody! This is Battler-mun talking. Welcome to the first edition of Isolaween! Following the tradition of C*ttaween, this party will last ICly from October 4h, 7 PM, to October 5th, 2 AM. These are very special dates for the Umineko fandom, which is why the party happens this early.

OOCly, the party will last from this post’s bublishing time, which should be midnight of October 4th (Isola time) to midnight of October 11th (Isola time), unless the mods request us to end it earlier. You can obviously continue threads related to the party until then, but make sure to publish your starters and opens before end time! And remember: use the tag #isolaween2k19 so we and everyone else can see your interactions at the party!

Below are maps of the mansion, so you folks have an spacial reference on where each room is in relation to the others:

As mentioned in the text, there will be musical presentations during this period, which will consist of drabbles written by the collaborative muns. The OOC dates for each presentation is below, so keep a look at these blogs at the corresponding day:

- Kaede and Rise: 10/4

- Sayo and Aya: 10/5

- Rin and Klavier: 10/6

- GUMI: 10/7

- Ecaterina: 10/8

- Midvalley: 10/9

- Dorothea: 10/10 (Around midday)

- I-no: 10/10 (Evening)

The rules of the festivities have already been well laid ICly, so I won’t repeat myself here. Just let’s try keeping things positive during the party, ok? Any doubt just ask either me (@ingoldentent) or Beato-mun (@goldenless) And above all, let’s have fun! Now excuse me while I go download Ciconia…)

#isolaween2k19 #isola news