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helloo!! orange cat!reader or golden retriever!reader?? :)

thank you for the ask !! i have my four main !readers but if anyone has ideas for occasional side !readers then please send them in🎀🎀 ( 2 in 1 guys !!! 😋😋 )

gingerkitty!reader

canonically kitty!reader’s baby sister. lovess the sanrio universe (has sanrio bedsheets, clothes, jewelry, etc). her hair is always in pigtails. soft spoken. brown eyeliner. friendship bracelets coating her wrists. always sleepy. def turns into her sis when someone wakes her up earlier than she was planning on. her outfits are definitely like the original coquette (not dollette) superr calm + mellow. much more friendly and affectionate than kitty!reader. “girls just wanna have some” by chromatics.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ۪ㅤ— ㅤ۫ㅤ๑ㅤ ۟ㅤ ˗ˋˏ 🐈 ㅤ‧₊ ♱

w/ matt — you’re def your calmest with him. you can fall asleep on him at literally any time. if you have an attitude cause you’re forced to wake up early for something important he shuts it down immediately. “c’mere,” he’d say, then whistle. “knock it off, seriously.” you’ve always gotta be touching him (holding hands, moving his hand to your back, making him stop whatever he’s doing just so you can hug him; things like that).

w/ chris — he’s alwayss buying you sanrio merch. especially if you’re pissed at him (we all know chris just acts a fool, and usually you take it the wrong way). “listen, i know you didn’t like the joke i made about the girl in the movie. so…i brought you something.” and obviously you’d already forgiven him hours ago so you reward him with mind boggling sex!

w/ nate — you guys are saurr cute. you’ll come home from work and he’ll be sitting on your bed watching the adventures of hello kitty and friends. you’re just thinking “i love you sooo much.” y’all def make matching bracelets together and never take them off. i’m sorry your sex is soo vanilla for a whileee, it’s only one night when he comes home from a really bad game and takes it out on you that you both realize you like it rough.

goldenretriever!reader

works at a cute little unknown bakery. jorts. “falling for ya” by grace phipps. fluffy socks. has an insane strawberry shortcake obsession. canonically puppy!reader’s irish twin (1st). the more “mature” of the two of them. she’s really just as dependent on her man as her sister is. they’re only different because she’s less clumsy. babydoll dresses. her baking materials are heart shaped. hopeless romantic (the kid who would make pretend wedding dresses out of toilet paper then proceed to get yelled at by mom and dad because she was wasting it=her).

ㅤㅤ ㅤ۪ㅤ— ㅤ۫ㅤ๑ㅤ ۟ㅤ ˗ˋˏ 🦮 ㅤ‧₊ ♱

w/ matt — he’s your favoritee person in the world. whenever he’s not home ‘cause he had to shop or film or whatever you literally break down. he comes home and’s like “hey, what’s the problem? m’here, okay?” he loves when you wear your babydoll dresses ‘cause he knows there’s nothing under. believeee he’s taking you to the nearest enclosed space and eating. you. the fuckkk. out. such a munch.

w/ chris — when you guys bake together it’s always a big ass mess (you never don’t have a food fight). he lovess when his girl gets needy. which is almost all the time, so it’s just constant touching. you’re all on him and he’s all “yeaa, i know, i know.” especially cause you’re a little shy, not to the point where you don’t talk to people but y’knoww.

w/ nate — your favorite thing to do is steal his baseball caps and wear them backwards. you lovee his hair. you always tell him if he changes his haircut you’re literally gonna dump his ass, no joke. when you guys are fucking you’re fingers are always running through his hair, and you both like it so it’s highly unlikely that he ever would change it. sometimes he comes to visit you at your little bakery so he can watch you work. you usually don’t even notice him because you’re so locked in to your masterpieces.

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ .⁺ ⸝⸝

just me acknowledging that this is 100% inspired by multiple other writers on this app, specifically, starfxkr, princessbrunette (love her sm) and donatellawritings, and if any of the writers who use these type of !readers see this and feel that my interpretation is too close to theirs and they want me to take this down, i will.

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whoatemyshoe · 1 year

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Rina Sawayama training for her role as ‘Akira’ in ‘John Wick: Chapter 4‘.

#rina sawayama #john wick #john wick chapter 4 #stunt training #stunts #action #queer artists #queer singers #queer musicians #queer asian #ok the last pic is a placeholder cause i wanted it to be a 6 image grid #she's wearing her Bad Friend merch and that's so cute of her #also the last gif she looks so bad ass?#the first 2 gifs her face is just like >:c #plssssss #my gifs

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55szn · 23 days

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so american - ln4

lando norris x fem!sargeant!singer!reader smau

summary; yn sargeant releases her new song which has everyone (and her brother) wondering who is it about warnings; light cursing fc; olivia rodrigo notes; i just had to…

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liked by logansargeant, oscarpiastri and 2.891.283 others ynsargeant surprise, “so american” is yours now! hope u like it ;)

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user EXCUSE ME?????

user damn what happened to hello?? how are you?? my name is???

logansargeant what

ynsargeant surprise ?

lilyzneimer sooo good yn! been on repeat all day🫶🏻🫶🏻

ynsargeant lilyyyyyy💘💘 user since when is she friends with lily what user well she’s good friends with oscar but they never interacted with each other before, maybe they’ve hanging out more lately??

user “he’s like a poem i wish i wrote” STFUUUU MY GIRL’S IN LOVE LOVE

user god bless america fr

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[quick ootd check🤫] [always a pleasure to be here, see u tomorrow ny🍎🫶🏻]

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ynsargeant life lately🧡🫂

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user there’s no way that isn’t lando

landonorris cute rings who got you those

ynsargeant some rando idk his name landonorris wow.

user that’s a hard launch if i’ve ever fucking seen one

user there she goes again with the orange hearts girl just post him you’re not mysterious 😭

user obsessed with lando flying to ny from monaco for one night just to see her in msg🥹

user ikr my girl’s finally getting the love she deserves

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ynsargeant papayaaaaa

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user i can’t even pretend to be shocked😭

logansargeant wrong garage but ok😞

ynsargeant they don’t give me free coffee over there alex_albon yn we are broke user no way 😭

oscarpiastri wow we’ve been friends for years and i never got you to wear any of my team’s merch

logansargeant tell me abt it landonorris i have that effect🤷‍♀️ user damn lando norrizz has rizz

landonorris 🧡🧡🧡🧡

user this comment section isn’t real😭

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landonorris don’t tell her but i might just be in love as well

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user THE CAPTION

user he does not let go of that camera huh

logansargeant what’s with the hat ynsargeant that’s not very🦅💥💥🇺🇸 of you

ynsargeant i was promised that pic would not leave the camera roll. landonorris sorry baby u just looked so cute oscarpiastri get a room logansargeant don’t?

ynsargeant hahaha you in love🫵🤣

user girl you literally wrote a song about how down bad you are stfu

user mom wake up new parasocial relationship just dropped

user this post being y/n taken by lando and her post being lando taken by y/n🥹🥹🥹

user tooooootally normal abt this

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seravphs · 11 months

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ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — MIYA OSAMU x FEM READER

On a bad day, Onigiri Miya becomes your new comfort restaurant. Not only is the food good, but the man who takes your orders is always kind. You think the Miya you’ve been venting to on the phone is the same Miya who shows up at your door to deliver all of your orders.

It’s too bad you don’t know there’s two of them.

wc — 2k

tags — fluff, romcom, miscommunication, miserable corporate girl x small business owner who teaches her joy

The email doesn’t even do you the courtesy of being short. They make you read through two whole paragraphs before you get to the point of it all in the final sentence.

Your termination is effectively immediately.

You sit back in your chair to allow yourself a moment to take it in. It’s…not terrible, all things considered.

You get to leave this job that you hate. They’ll pay you severance. You have enough savings to be comfortable for the next few months.

It might even a blessing.

But it still doesn’t feel good. You worked hard to land this, and now you’ll have to start all over again. Change is always hard, especially when you haven’t asked for it.

You look at the clock. It’s currently 8:30 in the morning. You’re giving yourself exactly twenty four hours to wallow, and then it’s back to business.

First things first - a good meal. Food always make everything better, and you really deserve something special today. For a moment, you entertain the idea of calling your friends over to get breakfast somewhere fancy, but then you remember -

They’re all at work.

Where you would be, if you hadn’t just been let go.

That does sting a little, so maybe you’re not as okay as you thought you were. Hurriedly pushing those thoughts to the side in favor of scrolling through your options, a plain blue banner catches your eye.

Onigiri Miya, it reads.

Japanese comfort food. Family owned.

When you click on the link, it takes you to a page that’s as simple as it’s name. It’s just a menu and a series of pictures, but it’s what you need right now. Your head hurts. You don’t have the capacity to deal with anything more.

You want something straightforward and easy to digest. Onigiri Miya it is, then.

“‘Miya speakin’. What can I get ya?”

It’s a pleasantly accented voice. When you rattle off your order, you suddenly find it a little less pleasant after he says, “Er. Ya sure?”

This is some shoddy customer service.

“I’m placing the order, aren’t I?”

“Those two don’t normally go together,” he says. “I’d suggest number nine and number thirteen instead. Trust me.”

You don’t trust him, actually. This is probably just an upselling tactic he tries on every customer, but you’re not in the mood to argue. You had thought when you called a family owned restaurant, you’d be speaking to some kindly old grandma who might let you cry and vent into the receiver for just a little while, not whoever this is.

At least the delivery is quick.

A series of sharp raps on your door alerts you to the arrival. You pull it open to a man in a baseball cap and a uniform with onigiris on both. Their merch is cute. You’d wear it unironically.

Underneath the cap, yellow blonde hair peeks out. On his shirt, a name tag reads Miya.

Instantly, you feel a little worse for thinking poorly of him. Your bad attitude from work is no reason to take it out on this hardworking entrepreneur who’s running a one man show by himself.

“Here ya go,” he says, thrusting a paper bag at you. “Eat it while it’s hot!”

And then he’s off, scampering back down the stairs instead of taking the elevator even though you’re several floors up. You suppose there’s a reason he has those thighs.

That the food is good is an understatement.

Your former coworker Aiko used to work in food advertising before she pivoted. She loved to talk about how fake the industry was during lunch, both in terms of people and actual product. It’s through her that you know that half of the food in commercials aren’t actually food, but styrofoam and plastic painted to look appetizing.

Onigiri Miya, in contrast, doesn’t look perfect. Appetizing, certainly, but not like a work of art. It just looks like what it is - a ball of rice with special ingredients for flavor.

So why are you crying as you finish your first onigiri and reach for the next?

It’s been so long since you had a home cooked meal. You’re trying not to be maudlin, but you can almost taste the love that went into everything you’re eating. Imagining Miya carefully packing each triangular ball of rice by hand with a smile has you reaching for another, then another, until eventually the entire order is gone before you know it.

Exhausted from crying and eating, you sink into your couch with a satisfied sigh and fall asleep.

It’s 1:30 P.M. by the time you rise again, feeling a little better. Sleep really was the cure to all evils. Now you have 20 hours left to indulge yourself as much as possible.

You’re not in the mood to turn off your brain by binge watching a show. You want to do something. You want to use your hands to craft something from scratch.

Learning how to make onigiri could be a start. A quick run to the grocery store and the first recipe that popped up on Google later, you have a half formed, crumbling mound of rice with pickled radish shoved inside. If you squint, it looks almost like what you got from Onigiri Miya this morning.

Who are you kidding?

That’s an insult to Miya’s craft. He put so much care into each dish - you can hardly compare your shoddy workmanship to his. There’s only one thing to do. You have to taste the real thing again to see where you went wrong.

“Miya. What d'ya want to order?”

“I’d like-“

“Hold up. Didn’t ya call this morning?”

Flustered, you nearly fumble your phone. You’re breathless as you clutch is tighter and bring it back to your ear. “Yeah,” you admit sheepishly. “Is that bad?”

“I mean, yeah, a little,” Miya says. “I appreciate the business but ya shouldn’t be eatin’ onigiri for two meals a day. Yer going to make yerself sick.”

“It’s a special day,” you tell him. “I got laid off.”

In the resounding silence that follows, you have ample time to berate yourself for sharing that. What is wrong with you? Why would you say that? He’s a stranger that you’ve randomly dumped your misery onto and you’re sure he’s -

“Ouch,” he says. “‘Kay, I’ll make an exception just for today. What’s yer order?”

Miya shows up at your door promptly. He’s ditched the cap so his yellow hair is on full display. It looks like he’s run his hands through it. It sticks up at odd angles.

“Here ya go,” he says, almost distractedly as he hands you your bag. “Enjoy.”

You bring the bag inside and start rummaging through it immediately, excited to try new flavors you hadn’t gotten the first time around. Out comes the four onigiri you had ordered, a cup of miso soup, and…

A little takeout container of sushi with a cat’s face drawn on it. A speech bubble next to its head reads, “You can do it, meow!”

Laughter echoes around your apartment. To your surprise, the world feels less daunting already. You hadn’t realized how quiet you had been the entire morning. Miya’s the only person you’ve spoken to the entire day, and even that was a quick and whispered thank you. Your throat almost hurts with the force of your giggles after disuse all morning, but it’s a good kind of pain.

Onigiri Miya, family owned. You can almost feel the warmth of an embrace around you as you bite into your steaming onigiri, still a little too hot.

All too soon, it becomes a tradition for you to order Onigiri Miya as your comfort meal. It doesn’t even have to be a bad day - you actively try to avoid associating things you like with painful feelings by using them as treats for hard days. Instead, Onigiri Miya is anything from a reward for getting to the second round of interviews or a celebration for successfully starting a new hobby.

Onigiri has become your favorite food, and the person on the other line who takes your orders and even spares a few minutes to chat with you when it’s not too busy has quickly become someone irreplaceable in your life.

You think you might need to redownload Tinder if you’re this attached to the man who fulfills your onigiri orders.

Even though you know it’s strange, you can’t bring yourself to sever your connection. Miya is warm and kind, and you’ve quickly come to think of him as a friend. It’s a culmination of lots of little moments piling up over time.

When you had forced yourself to go on your first date after a while, determined to get back out there, it had crashed and burned catastrophically. Onigiri Miya had been there to pick you back up. Miya had even recognized the sniffles in your voice that you were fighting and drawn you another little cat.

The next time you had ordered, before you could even tell him what onigiri you wanted, Miya had asked you what happened last week. Maybe that’s just how family owned businesses are. They actually care about their customers. Enough so to play therapist to the girl that orders from you every week.

Then there was the time you had gotten your first call back for a job application, and you had called Miya to celebrate.

Well, not Miya. You didn’t have his personal number, but you had called Onigiri Miya, which is more or less the same thing at the moment. This time, he had been the one to be interrupted as you blurred out your good news.

You can almost hear the smile in his voice when he says, “What’d I tell ya? I knew ya could do it.”

There’s no container of sushi with a hand drawn cat this time, but there is a little note written on a napkin. It’s accompanied by an origami star.

You don’t cry, exactly, but your eyes water up as you read the note. He’s proud of you. The star is to wish you luck on your continued journey. The knowledge that he’s proud - his own words - fuels you as you keep applying and interviewing, never letting rejection stop you.

He’s just the guy that takes your onigiri order, but at some point, he’s become someone special to you.

He cares. He spends an extra two minutes on the phone with you to ask about your day even when you can hear the sounds of a busy environment in the background. He remembers your accomplishments and failures. Whether you fall or rise, he’s there with you every step of the way.

Sometimes, you get a fluttery feeling in your stomach when he laughs at you, calling you silly for whatever mistake you’re relying to him. You miss his voice when you don’t have an occasion to call, and when something happens, your first thought is always to tell him about it.

Maybe he feels the same way, because the next time he comes to deliver your order, he tells you, “We’ve known each other long enough, ya order every week. I don’t like being called Miya. My name’s Atsumu.”

Or maybe not, because he never treats you in person the way he does on the phone. There’s no spark of connection, no bright laughter, no willingness to linger, to stay, to listen.

Perhaps he’s just shy. In that case, you’re willing to take what he’s offered you and make the first move.

The next time you order, you end the call with, “Thanks, Atsumu. I’ll talk to-“

There’s an abrupt interruption from the other end immediately.

“What’d ya call me?” His voice sounds funny.

“…Atsumu?”

Even when you’re confused, the sound of his belly deep laughter makes you feel all shivery from your toes to your head. It makes your joints feel weak, like they can’t support you, and you ease into the dining chair as you wait patiently for whatever laughing fit that’s gripped him to pass.

“Atsumu,” he repeats, with another snort of laughter. “Atsumu, really?”

“What?”

“Ya know Onigiri Miya’s a five minute walk from yer place, right?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Come here,” he says, and hangs up.

When you enter Onigiri Miya, you get instant whiplash. There’s two of them!

You’re just wondering if you should get your eyes checked when you start seeing the subtle differences. They have different hair colors, and their eyes are just the subtlest shades apart.

The most discerning difference is the way the one with grey hair is looking at you.

“There’s the girl of the hour,” Atsumu says. “I’ll leave ya to it.”

When Atsumu leaves, Miya gestures for you to sit at the bar in front of him. He’s still packing onigiri.

“I’m a little hurt, ya know. Can’t believe ya mistook me for my twin.”

“It was an accident!” You protest. “How was I supposed to know?”

“I’m teasin’ ya,” he says, laughing. “Yer so easy to rile up. Remember this, okay? I’m Osamu. The nicer brother.”

“I heard that,” Atsumu yells from the back.

“Atsumu’s just the delivery guy,” he says. There’s a twinkle in his eye. You don’t think it’s that funny, but you like seeing him mirthful. “I’d rather make the food than deal with the people, so he does it.”

“Am I part of the people?”

He gives you a look.

“Stop fishing for compliments,” he says, and your cheeks grow warm with delight. “Ya know ya aren’t.”

“Here,” he says, sliding you a napkin with a series of numbers and a hand drawn picture of a cat. “I’ve been meaning to do this for a while.”

By the cat’s head, the speech bubble reads, “Miya Osamu’s personal number.” The cat is winking at you.

“Is this…?”

He smiles at you. “Stop clogging up the line cause ya miss me-“

“I don’t-“

He ignores you. “I got a business to run, ya know? Just call me next time.”

Then, he leans over the bar. He’s too close. Your cheeks feel warm under his attention as he whispers to you, “I’ll make something just for ya, compliments of the chef.”

Trying to recover, you swallow to bring moisture to your dry mouth. You’re trying to be playful when you say, “It’s a date, then?”

He looks at you with a hint of a smile. “It is.”

#sera writes #miya osamu x reader #osamu x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #miya osamu fluff #hq fluff #haikyuu fluff

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dead-dove-yandere · 2 months

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OC Intro - Laura

Fangirl Yandere

Female ♡ 22 ♡ Human ♡ Baker

TW: Obsession, unhealthy parasocial relationship, stalking, implied violence

♡ - You’re her whole world. You don’t even know she exists.

♡ - Laura leads an ordinary life. She has good friends, a good family. She works for a family friend in a cute little local bakery. She goes home and watches her favourite anime. She adamantly supports her favourite idol online, and that idol happens to be you.

♡ - Her love of the band you’re in, and especially of you is no secret to anyone. She has every album, keeps a small collection of photocards of you. She has posters and merch. She reposts fancams of you and makes wholesome heart edits, just like any other devoted fan.

♡ - She has a perfectly charming life. She never started out as a yandere.

♡ - But something is missing.

♡ - She’d always been the single friend. The last to leave the club, alone. The one buying the discounted chocolates the day after Valentine’s day. She never quite understood why, and her friends assured her it was just bad luck.

♡ - She really did try to believe that for a while. That one day her luck might change, and she’d find the one. But it didn’t stop her heart aching.

♡ - One day, luck does strike - your band is performing a concert near to where she lives. Her and her friends are ecstatic, planning what to wear, how to get to the venue, what to eat. Laura is buzzing with excitement.

♡ - The night comes and Laura is having the time of her life, screaming along to every song, whooping and cheering and applauding. She dances with her friends almost the entire night, just happy to be there.

♡ - Then it happens.

♡ - She swears she saw you make eye contact with her and smile. Even when others tell her it would have been nearly impossible for you to see her from the stage, she is adamant that she saw it.

♡ - Her whole world stops in that moment at the concert. She stares with an awestruck wonder, hardly able to believe it. Her heart is pounding so loud in her ears she can no longer hear the music.

♡ - In that moment, she realises why she had such bad luck with love. It’s because you’re her soulmate, and she is yours. You two were meant to be each other’s true love.

♡ - None of her friend and family notice at first that anything is different. The change is subtle. Watching music videos more often. More posters, more merch. She spends even more time posting about you on social media.

♡ - Even at work, she takes to sneaking to the back to check her feed to see if there are any new fancams or pictures of you.

♡ - It’s impossible to scroll through any tags about you without every other post being made by Laura.

♡ - Her friends first start wondering if something is wrong when her cutesy style of editing starts to warp. They’re still wholesome on the surface, but something about them is off. Too dark, somehow. They can’t quite put their finger on why though.

♡ - Laura tries to send a message introducing herself to your official page. You never even knew she’d sent anything - your social media manager wrote it off as spam and deleted it.

♡ - Laura’s a little upset, but not surprised. She understands there is still a lot of distance and obstacles between you both. But she knows you love her the same way she adores you, and that everything will fall into place as soon as you meet again.

♡ - There’s a meet and greet taking place soon near her home. She’s already spent far too much money on a ticket. She plans to confess her love to you right there and then.

♡ - And if her confession doesn’t work? Not to worry. Of course a fan as loyal as her will have a Plan B to finally be with her idol.

Personality

Laura started off as a normal girl but became a yandere after a perfect storm of heartache and an obsession with her darling, an idol. Very few would be able to spot that she is a yandere without a closer look, as she keeps it well hidden, but something always seems off about her. She seems withdrawn, stuck inside her own head where she dreams of her idol darling being with her. She’s sweet and caring, and loves to dote on her darling, often spending her time at work thinking about what pastries she’d bake to spoil her darling with. But she’s also determined and not afraid to get more aggressive if she needs to in order to get with or keep her darling.

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starzblvd · 9 months

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Somethin’ Stupid |pt.1

Ellie wasn’t one to do sports but she sure as hell was when you started cheering for a certain blonde soccer captain

AN; To preface reader isn’t a cheerleader, more like someone who goes to a game with those huge signs, decked out in the teams merch. Sorry for being gone so long, but I’ve been sitting on this idea for a while so hopefully I executed this well, and thanks to everyone who’s been reading/reblogging my work I love it knowing other people enjoy what I make 💕 bsf!ellie, modernau, soccercaptain!abby, Nora!abby!bsfs

Assignments this semester were laying it thick with the load, so much so you’d been missing time you could’ve spent with your best friends specifically, Ellie. You knew she would’ve been understanding just like she typically is with you, yet you undeniably failed to ignore the sting of guilt when you had to excuse yourself from meeting up with her through the week. Tonight your time and attention was dedicated to solely her, before arriving at her dorm you prepped up a “sorry I was so busy” snack basket. Usually Ellie’d be stuck to you even in the most mundane tasks, you felt homesick from her presence after the first couple days of being separated.

Had you known each other before uni you’d choose a dorm haul closer, walking across campus every time got bothersome fast, but the process you followed before seeing her was fun. It was fun picking a cute outfit to see Ellie, wearing that one shirt she likes so much since the fabric hugged you so right. No matter how long Ellie’s known you or how comfortable it’s gotten around her it never hurt to try dressing up a bit for her. The sickeningly sweet feelings when she’d do anything were always there, present, sincere, and bitterly inducing thoughts of it being just that, feelings sickening the relationship you cherished with her.

The walk wasn’t so bad when the sky became tinted with the pink and orange hues of sunset, until you took a forceful nudge to the shoulder by someone in a rush, some of the snacks even pooled out from the edge. Are you fucking serious, immediately the girl spun around lifting her hands up apologetically.

It was her, Abby Anderson. You’d recognize her from Instagram stories of other peoples posts from going to the soccer games. She was always deemed the star of the team, being phenomenal at the way she played and looking the way she did made it understandable why she had such a fan base.

“shit, sorry, let me help you,”

Not taking another second to wait Abby picked the snacks from the ground, it was noticeable she was anxiously in a rush, seeing you burned her paced down a bit.

“Thanks, I guess.”

She’d already ruined the perfect alignment you placed the snacks into for Ellie so you weren’t waiting around to have a chat with her.

“Wait, let me make it up to you.”

“It’s alright, you didn’t do anything that bad”

Abby’s face hesitated on letting you go or choking the words out she was fumbling to find through her mind.

“No it’s just, it would make me feel less guilty about hitting you so suddenly.” Abby looked right at your blatantly confused look and she wanted so badly to curse herself for not rehearsing this better.

“look I really need to get somewhere,”

“at least take my number, wouldn’t hurt right?”

Even if you weren’t crazy for her or the soccer team Abby was undeniably good looking, so spending some time with her wouldn’t be unbearable. After all she did seem nice and she helped you after shoving you to the side, her making it up to you would be a small free gesture.

“Fine, just please hurry,” the small smile you handed to her along with your phone was a relief to Abby’s anxious heart, once it sunk in that you were insinuating for her to save her number into your contacts she quickly complied. You didn’t want to come off too harsh so the smile was more a polite gesture. She memorized your number to put into her own phone after you left.

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Standing outside of Ellie’s door was nerve racking each time, the way her eyes strike contact with yours instantly after opening the door. Even then it was always comforting sharing the bed coddled by the star quilt on nights you stayed over.

The doorknob rattled opening the door, leaning on the door, wearing her tank top with no bra noticeable by the way her nipples are lightly lined through the fabric, you loved when she wore her tank tops.

“you didn’t have to” Ellie’s eyes soften taking you in and the basket you made, she missed you, clearly. She opens her arms to take the load of the basket from your hands, slightly grazing on the tips of your fingers,

“I wanted to, missed you,” the grin your lips formed into couldn’t be helped with her.

god stop being delusional she’s just being nice.

Ellie trailed right behind you into her dorm, smelling the remnants of your perfume wafting back at her, she always loved the way you smelt even when she doesn’t admit it. Thinking it might be weird to comment on your scent.

You had called her prior to coming so she cleaned up and set up the same quilt on her bed facing the TV, situating the basket wedged between her legs after sitting down.

“I have the perfect movie for tonight”

“you say that everytime then fall asleep els,”

“Trust me, it’s gonna knock your socks off.” Ellie was always so cocky when it came to her interests, she sounded a bit like a dork but in an endearing way.

Ellie patted the spot next to her inviting you right next to her, wrapping you in with her the moment you do. Loving the way the heat radiating from you touched her cold skin. There was a line drawn out as friends but it never stopped you from indulging in moments like these. Ellie right beside you and nobody else, at times it felt like the line had disappeared, never too sure what this was. Chalking up every longing stare out to normal staring was all you could do with the doubt that clouded over you constantly.

“if you fall asleep during this one im so choosing next time.”

Ellie scoffed acting offended flipping through the selection with the remote, her other hand was busy playing with the hem of the blue cotton shorts she wore. Right above her desk she’d pinned the photo of you with the familiar tattooed forearm slung across your shoulders, the photo was placed right next to the photo Ellie, Dina, and Jesse had taken at the fall fair last year. Knowing Ellie kept your face so close to somewhere she’d devote so much time to, somewhere she’s around so often, felt nice.

Following your trail of gaze she’d figured you’d been staring at the newly added photo, a soft pink frosted the tips of her ears as the words of her explanation spoke, “I put that up couple days ago, because, you know.” The you know was suggesting itself to be friendship, friends are supposed to have photos of each other. Regardless, a small tinge of hope stood for the idea that you meant as much as you did to Ellie as much as she did to you.

Just like the prediction you warned her about, Ellie was out. The side of her head had found its way onto your shoulder, happening in the middle of the movie while still awake, leaving quick little comments on different scenes.

“no way they actually fell for that.”

“see, if that was me I would’ve seen it coming.” Every small remark began having a longer gap between them reflecting how sleep slowly lulled her away from her dorm. Eyelids gently blanketing the eyes that wore such an alluring shade of green, always reeling you into her deeper. Ellie was in such tranquil sleeping propped up against you, you’d hate to wake her up, but you’d hate for her to wake up with neck pains. Holding in your breath while handling and making it so Ellie’s situated to be laying down on her back was probably being overly safe, she slept through multiple alarms, she can sleep through being plopped onto her pillow.

Right when you were free a ping came from your phone, it was obvious who it was. Had she not been so insistent you’d ignore Abby and continued walking to Ellie’s. You never payed much attention to Abby, it was so hard to come across her at campus let alone get to know her. Most you knew she was good at what she did and stayed on top of everything, and her last name carried some weight with higher ups.

She totally dodged my question

Disregarding that, you felt slightly nervous now with a set official meet up. Not clear as to what exactly has you stirred up, maybe it’s the fact she’s pretty or the fact that a girl so prominent was practically begging to spend time with you. Nevertheless you were currently more focused by the sleepiness hitting you as well. Right next to Ellie. You were equally nervous with Ellie possibly even more, but with her there was sense of security, homey feeling when you were together. That made up for any sentiment of the chance this is as far as you’d ever go with Ellie.

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5:00pm on the dot, Abby was standing against the wall hesitantly looking around knowingly for you. She had beat you there by showing up 10 minutes earlier, clearly dressed up a bit. Seemingly not a single fly away separating itself from her braid except a few loose strands in the front. The moment your eyes locked with hers she walked right over to you, almost speed walking.

“Hey.” The smile Abby gave looked so genuine upon seeing you.

“Hey.” You were unsure how to initiate the outing so the both of stood staring the other down until Abby got the hint.

“Let’s go inside yeah? I preordered our drinks so there’s no wait. Pretty sure you’ll like what I got you.”

The question she dodged yesterday night, did she see you here so often she memorized your drink too? Obligingly you follow right behind her, reluctant on the decision to ask the question again or not. Abby seemed happy doing this for you so at most you knew this outing wouldn’t be so bad.

She picked a table next to a window, pulling the chair out for you. After waking up in Ellie’s dorm you briefly mentioned meeting with Abby, Ellie’s response was a cold look and “Are you seriously going?”

Why she sounded so bothered by Abby’s insistency to makeup for a simple accident was something you were clueless too, a little too clueless. Pulling you back to the girl in front of you Abby puts a straw in your drink for you. Working out of your reluctancy you shoot your looming question.

“How’d you know I go here?”

Abby’s face was stricken with slight surprise, she chuckled a bit before giving a proper response this time.

“I walk by here a bunch, and you just, stood out, you know?” No, you didn’t know, but you went on either way seeing how the confidence she wore so heavy was being melted right in front of you.

“What about me stood out?”

“Nothing in particular,” there was something in particular, but her eye contact with you was becoming scarce under your further instigation, not wanting to bring down the mood you move on for now.

“You play soccer right? I’ve seen some posts of you here and there.” Taking the straw into your mouth and letting the drinks taste hit you, it became apparent she did memorize your drink, down to even the milk you preferred for lattes.

“Yeah, I’m team captain, never seen you in the crowd but If you wanted to go I could help you with that.” Talking about something she was good at made her slip back into her confident state. She knew she was good, anyone detesting that clearly hadn’t seen her play.

“Pull some strings? What do you have special privileges as captain?” The conversation was easier to jab at, now teasing her both of you grinning subtly leaning into each other over the table.

“Course I do, front row seats, just for you.” In all honesty as soccer captain she could’ve allowed a couple of your friends to come to a game for free especially as an Anderson, but she didn’t want to see your friends there, she wanted to see you.

“give me a time and date, I’ll be there. Waving a sign cheering for you and all.” Giggling you were invested in this now, setting aside the fact that you didn’t really care for sports, soccer not being an exception. On the other hand you weren’t watching soccer, you were watching her.

When you’d hit the bottom of your drink after conversing with her longer about more mundane things you got up to toss your cup. Talking with Abby was easier when you discovered how much her personality was refreshing to be around, conversation full of laughter and lengthy discussions.

Abby sprung up alongside you, “If you’re walking back to your dorm I can take you back.”

“Are you sure? We’ve spent like 2 hours here just talking already.”

“My dorms close to yours anyways,” she held the door open for you, so nice to you since the beginning of meeting you. Visibly content with the smile that wouldn’t leave her face for practically the entire time.

The walk was quieter than the 2 hours spent at the cafe, enjoying each others company in a more relaxed atmosphere.

Abby’s voice interrupts the silence abruptly, “Hey that girl you’re always with isn’t your girlfriend right?”

The question was simple but you continued a few steps further before answering, Ellie as your girlfriend? Replayed in your mind before you did, the thought alone had you thrown off.

“No we’re just uh, friends.” You shoot Abby another reassuring grin similar to when you passed your phone to her the first time. Trying to evade the tinge of unsureness of the ‘uh’ mixed into your reply.

Abby’s shoulder dropped to relax from the subconscious stiffening they did in the few seconds it took you to give a response.

“Always saw you two together just assumed, anyways I look forward to seeing you again.” Reaching the door to the halls entrance you turn back to look at her one last time.

“Not coming in?”

“My dorms somewhere else but it’s, close”

“Well thanks for walking me here and for the drinks, had fun hanging out with you today.” You were genuine telling her this, Abby’s smile only grew wider with her rosy cheeks making an appearance at your words.

“I did too, see you.”

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After showering you open your phone up to an absolute slew of messages from Ellie, forgot I had my phone on silent, shit.

30 minutes pass by and no reply, did she really fall asleep so early? Early for her anyways, looking at how much she’d sent you couldn’t help the creeping feeling of guilt. Tomorrow you’d make it up to her, again. Missing Ellie’s texts stung more than you’d like it to, missing her in general always did this to you. It was unavoidable.

On the other side is campus a brunette stared at the texts Dina had sent her, eyebrows hugging closer to her eyes on her face she wore anger and jealousy. Jealousy over her friend. Dina passed by The Firefly and filled Ellie in on how you and Abby were connecting so well. Ellie hated it, hated it completely. What could she do, you’d ignored her texts to talk with Abby of all people, what did she have that Ellie didn’t, was she lacking something so bad you had to go to Abby for it? She was just concerned for you, not jealousy, yeah that’s what it is, is what she convinced herself to draw up her emotions to. Dina was even able to eavesdrop a bit, enough to know you’d agreed to a soccer game, now Ellie knew too. You didn’t even like soccer and she knew that. At some points Ellie knew more about you than you did yourself.

if you were going to see a soccer match she was set on making it so you didn’t only focus on her at the game. Ellie was prepared to do something to distract you away from Abby. After all, how could she let her best friend let herself associate with the obnoxious blonde soccer captain.

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alexiavettel · 1 year

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Ten things I hate about you

pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

word count: 2.9k+

warnings: age gap, explicit language, allusions to sex, drinking, mentions to death, motorsport accident, angst sometimes, rbr mentions (ew), Horner mentions (he’s not the bad here), no use of Y/n, Daniel Ricciardo is a walking cliché (it’s actually cute for me) and Michael and Scottie are actually babies.

summary: The ten reasons why you hate Daniel Ricciardo through the years. But remember, the line between hate and love is thin, be careful…

I hate the way you talk to me,

“What are you doing here kid? This is an adult RedBull party, you shouldn’t be here”

“Shut up Ricciardo, I deserve to be here as much as you”

“For being the boss daughter? Wow how deserving!”

“And what are you doing here? I thought you jumped off last year”

“Y’know gal once you go Danny Ric you never want to go back, your daddy likes me so here I am”

“Dear god, I thought that after you were a coward and moved to Renault I would never have see you again out of the paddock”

“You don’t what you’re talking about, girl” the older man towers over you in the corner of the saloon.

“So unbothered until someone call you coward, right? You’re childish Ricciardo, that’s what you are”

She hates when he calls her kid.

and the way you cut your hair.

“Oh my god what have you done, cowboy?”

“Liked the new cut, golden girl?”

“Wow stopped calling me kid, it’s a significant development Ricciardo”

“Want me to come back calling you kid? ‘Cause I don’t mind”

“Shut up, and to be honest no. I don’t like it, the new cut just shows your age better you’re almost going bald man be careful” you said laughing.

“What wait really?”

“Your hairline looks like circuit corners, to be honest. But hear my wise words big boy, let it grow more than you’re used to. Curls look good on you”

Daniel always have his curls looking good now.

I hate the way you drive my car.

“C’mon girl, you drunk too much”

“OH DANIEL! What are you doing here, handsome?!” you might had a little too much long island iced teas

“M’gonna take you home, come on” he took your both hands and led you to the exit

“What about my car? She’s my precious daughter I can’t leave Daisy alone!”

“You named your car? You scare me sometimes little girl… You’re lucky I took an Uber, ‘gimme the keys”

“Don’t talk about Daisy like that!” you drunkenly shouted in the parking lot

“You’re joking you drive a manual! You have a fucking Supra what are you? Brian O’Conner?” he put you in the passenger seat and belt you on.

“Not like you’re not a fucking formula one driver, huh? Lucky me! And don’t talk about Daisy like t-that she’s purple not orange like in fast and furious” He just rolled his eyes and started driving.

“Didn’t know you could drive, even more a manual”

“You say that because you never saw me drifting”

They spend the next night drifting in an empty parking lot.

I hate it when you stare.

“What are you looking at mate?” Nico asked the younger man

“N-Nothing” he stopped staring at you across the paddock

“Hmm ‘nothing’ right? The ‘nothing’ you mentioned is that one covered in Red Bull merch staring back smiling right now?” Daniel immediately looked back searching for your smile but just found you laughing at one of Albon’s jokes.

She felt his eyes burning into her, she always did.

I hate your big dumb combat boots,

“Ouch! Daniel!” You shouted after he stepped on your foot in the middle of a dinner at your dad’s house with some friends, former drivers.

“Sorry sweetheart, I didn’t mean it” he gently caressed your hair with an apologising smile

“Okay but why the fuck are you wearing combat boots? It’s a dinner Dan, I thought you had a better sense of style”

“Sorry darling it’s not about the boots, it’s my big feet and y’know what they say-“

“Shut up, Ricciardo”

He gifted her a pair of combat boots on her birthday. She wears it at every opportunity.

and the way you read my mind.

“Stop. Stop thinking too much” he caressed your cheek

“But I am not-“

“Yes you are, I can almost hear your thoughts and I know they are plenty. Just don’t make a big deal out of it, if you want to stop and pretend I never kissed you we can do it…”

“No-"

He kissed her goodbye that night, and did it almost all the others nights too.

I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.

“I have something for you… I asked Michael to put it in your driver's room” you quietly whispered while passing through him in the McLaren hospitality

“Late valentines' gift, darling?” he said laughing.

“Maybe…”

You were scared of being a little too fast, but it was inevitable. You hate the things he makes you feel.

When the man found the sunflowers in his bed he was beyond surprised. But the two letters between the yellow fresh plants made a glint appear in his eyes. The first one had “about you and me” written down in the envelope.

“I have sat upon the seashore

and washed away my fears.

I have lived so many days now

that they are turning into years.

I have walked up in mountains.

I have splashed around in streams.

I have conjured up ideas

that have moulded into dreams.

I have seen a thousand faces

And I've matched a thousand smiles.

I have been to so many places

that I'm losing count of miles.

I have heard the wind, so gently,

cause the trees to creak and moan,

but I have never felt a heart

as perfect as your own”

And the second one had “about your eyes” written down in brown tint.

“You hated your eye colour,

called it a dull and dirty brown

Wished for the deep blue of an ocean,

where admirers hearts would drown

And it pained me when I realised,

you'd never see it like I do

The way your eyes hint a story,

that I want to read right through

They hold specks of stolen sunlight,

that you'd miss with just one glance

And a depth of raw emotion,

that can freeze you in a trance

They're a fix of melted chocolate,

when I'm craving something sweet

But hold a gaze that's so unwatering,

that I find it hard to meet

I fall right down the rabbit hole,

when I look into your eyes

The brown of earth's unfettered beauty,

that I yearn to memorise

When I was tired of not belonging,

they made me feel like I'd been found

And I hope you never say again,

That your eyes are simply brown.”

He even posts pics of his eyes now.

I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right.

“You need to stop running away! You want to end this or not? You want to keep hiding us from your dad like an afraid little kid? I do EVERYTHING to be with you but in the moment it gets a ‘little too real’ you run! That’s what you always do!” Daniel never screamed at you but today has been an exception.

“You don’t understand, Daniel! It’s not just my dad, it’s a lot more complicated than that!-” you mourn sitting in the sofa

“What? Have you realised that I am ‘too old’ for you? That you are wasting your time with me? That the public and your family will criticise us?”

“You are not old for me, babe… But they will speak y’know? I hate the media speculating about me with every single driver, but what if that damages your future in another team? What if your fans start treating you differently alleging that you ‘groomed’ me since we have known each other since I was 18? What if-” you started walking towards him

“You are too much worried about me, darling. Think about yourself. Think about us, how happy we make each other. I know you’re scared, babe… But that is what would make me happier. We can wait how much you want but I’m scared too. I’m scared you’re going to leave me for someone better, you have so many options it just doesn't make sense why you chose me…” he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and caressed your cheek after

“I am never leaving you. I am just scared” his eyes gave you the comfort you were looking for, that you always searched

“But love is scary. Specially after we couldn't even tolerate each other and now we are, this” he pointed between you “I have fears and more fears with you, but our love is bigger than all of them. If you want to be with me, for real, you also have to learn to surpass your fear. We are a team, darlin’”

He was right. He always is.

I hate it when you lie.

“You are a fucking asshole, Daniel!” You shouted after closing his door.

“I am sorry-”

“No you don’t! You could’ve died, Daniel for god’s sake. You could’ve died and I would only know after receiving a hospital’s call. You lied to me, you promised ages ago that you would never… I don’t understand, like I really don’t.”

“Darling, listen-”

“Daniel, I can't hear your voice right now. It’s making me angrier and I don’t want to act irrationally”

“Can I just explain why I lied?”

“Now? No. Please go away, I really need to think. Alone.”

You don’t understand, he had a car accident during the testing for the 2021 season and said it was nothing much. You watched everything on tv and didn’t looked too bad, but you were worried either way. The g forces are too much sometimes, but he swore he was fine. Long story short, he was not. He literally disappeared for more than 24 hours and you were looking up plane tickets to Bahrain when Michael called you telling what happened.

When Daniel crashed a part of his helmet was broken, and his head hit the neck support. Obviously could’ve been worse, but the amount of blood that came out of him was scary. Michael send you some pics after you almost threatened him of death, he explained that Daniel had only a small opening in his neck. And he was conscious enough after the crash to get out of the car, message you and go walking to the medic station. But unfortunately one blood vessel has been hit in the process and he was having an internal haemorrhage.

The thing is, he was notified before the surgery and he answered your call saying that “I am completely fine darling, just gotta do some exams and gonna be back to sleep in the hotel in some hours. Don’t worry, I love you” the first time he really said those words, and could’ve been the last.

She said I love you back. And took care of him until he was good to go back.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

“Oh my fucking god, Daniel! My dad is going to kill us” you said laughing after being thrown in your father’s pool with Daniel. His Monza win meant more to you two than you had expected.

“He can kill me if he wants, but it was worthy. At least I’m going to die happy. I could die happy whenever I’m with you” he kissed you messily.

“So cheesy, Dan ew. But if you really meant it, I hope it’s going to take a bit more to your death ‘cause I have no plans of ever leaving you”

“And I am the cheesy one-?”

“WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE DOING HERE?” Oh that must be your dad… oops?

He always loved her laugh, even when they hated each other… The sound of her laugh always was the closest thing to heaven, for him.

even worse when you make me cry.

“1st task: word search, find your gift.”

No fucking way, Ricciardo. You say “I’m sad” in one day, and in the next you wake up with this note in the bed. The only possible answer in this messy word search was office. When you got to his office desk a box of chocolates was waiting for you, with another note, this time in the format of a heart.

“2nd task: i need to be fixed, what am i?”

Just could be the wardrobe door, that shit almost knocked you up one day. Just right, honey. You found a little cute poem with another note.

“I don't want a fairytale

ending with you.

I want to be there

to help you face

your fears and

to help you overcome

your failures.

I want to give you

the kind of love

that's not distorted

and fabricated,

but real, raw

and honest.”

“3rd task: complete the sentence, w__r_ __ _ s_en_ m__e __me on _ho_e?”

With an embarrassing amount of time, you discovered to be “where do I spend more time on phone?” and that must be the main bathroom. In the mirror lipstick were marking the words

“4th task: i am in your most peaceful place”

with a little flower in the end. There’s only one place.

When you opened the wooden door that separates the living room from the garage and garden you felt tears burning your eyes. Daniel were sitting in the garden with sunflowers, picnic basket, plenty of fruits, drinks and food in general.

“Sorry about the lipstick I used an old one and I swear I’m gonna clean after and-”

“You’re the most cheesy, cliche and argh I don’t even know what to- I fucking hate loving you!” How could you get so lucky? This 5’10’’ aussie, who has the biggest smile, loudest laugh, the best hug ever and seems like his life mission is making you the happiest person alive.

“Darling, don’t cry please! I hate when you cry!” he walked over you

“You were the one that made me cry!” you laughed sniffing giving a kiss in his cheek

“Eh… I might actually have one more thing…”

“What? I don’t think you can surprise or make me cry even more-” you said cleaning away your tears.

“Surprise!” You were wrong. Definitely wrong. Inside the picnic basket instead of more food was a little dog puppy, which couldn’t even open his eyes properly in this light. They furr shined in the sunlight, nose slightly scrunched and tail faintly moving side to side.

She thought the first time she would cry for a man, that it’s not her dad, would be after a heartbreak not for a cliché surprise.

I hate it when you’re not around.

“I’m sorry, babe. I promise after this work I’m gonna get on the first plane to you, and then we can enjoy my summer break together. I swear”

That was the third time he said it, the only time he promised tho. It’s hard to get that much time to spend with your boyfriend, and then he still works in his holidays.

He did what he promised but after 3 days. 3 whole days of his absence, it’s different when he’s in the paddock. At least you got a bit of him, the good morning and good night texts, facetime before sleeping and the most important thing of your life: your dog.

When he is not around, she feels like the loneliest person in the world.

and the fact you didn’t call.

It has been a while since that happened but you still remember how the feeling was. The feeling of being just a piece of meat, just drunk sex, a replacement, an embarrassment or worst, a regret.

Your first time with Daniel was after his win in Monaco, 2018. Both drunk not only in tequila and whiskey but in lust. To be honest you don’t remember much of this night, but you remember him. And he remembers you. His hands were imprinted on your curves. Your fingers tangled in his hair. When you woke up in an empty bed, in a hotel room that was not yours. You remembered all too well.

You remembered that he didn’t call. You remembered that he ignored you in the garage and the paddock. When you finally got to ask (you sneaked into his driver’s room) why he was running he admitted “I just can’t even think when you are around now! All I have is memories when I look at you, and that makes me fucking mad! It makes me wanna hate you more but also makes me wanna kiss you more and fuck you more and I can’t! We shouldn’t. It’s wrong. I assume the responsibility, I’m sorry”

That was the first and last time he didn’t call.

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,

Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

“So you hate loving me? Relax I hate loving you too” Daniel gave his characteristic laugh after you finished saying your poem at the end of your wedding vows.

•

“We are a team, in this life and all the others". That was the end of his vows, you could see he was shaking the entire time. You risk it looking at Michael and Scottie (obviously the best men) and they were crying like babies, pretty much more than you.

“See why I hate loving you, Ricciardo” you mentioned cleaning your tears half laughing and you could hear the guests laughing with you.

“You’re a Ricciardo now too, darlin’”

“You can kiss the bride now”

This was not the end. She still hates Daniel, everything about him, but especially, how much he was easy to love. He promised they were a team and he will always deliver on that, the love of this life of his and all the others too.

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kitthepurplepotato · 6 months

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Chapter 8 - Is this the famous honeymoon phase?!

Summary: Mina breaks Bakugou. Bakugou does his best not to break her neck as a Thank You. Kirishima goes overboard. The Menace enjoys every single minute of the drama. Katsuki has “weird” thoughts. It must be the weather.

Warnings: Swear words, Katsuki using the word “bitch, Mina brings Y/N some questionable underwear.

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“Kats, do you mind helping me into a sitting position? This is getting kinda awkward.” You mumble quietly.

“Oh, sorry.” Katsuki jumps off the floor and he’s next to you in a matter of seconds.

“Did Katsuki just say the word sorry?” Mina stares at the two of you as Katsuki tries his best to put you down in the most comfortable position.

“His mom said the same when he first heard it.” You smile at your boyfriend proudly. He only rolls his eyes. “So let’s see what you got, entertain me.” You grin at the pink girl.

“Katsuki, I love her. I can take her if you ever get bored. I ain’t picky, you know.” Mina winks at you, while Katsuki sends daggers with his eyes towards his old friend. It really shouldn’t be so endearing to see your partner like this, but man, seeing him being so protective over you just makes your heart flip. Is it too soon to tell him to marry you?

“You touch my woman with one fucking finger and I’ll make sure no one will be able to look at your ugly, burnt face for the rest of your life.” Katsuki spits, clearly aggravated.

Yup. One day, you’ll marry this man.

“Kats, calm the fuck down, I wanna see my presents!” You whine in a high-pitched voice, just to take a piss out of Katsuki.

“Stop being so cute, it’s really fucking irritating.” He mumbles, but he finally sits down next to you. Mina comes closer with her backpack and plops down on the floor in front of you two, acting like a YouTuber filming an actual HAUL video.

“Ladies and gents and everyone in between, welcome to my haul video! I’m pro hero Pinky and I love shopping!” Mina grins; you are already in love with this weird pink woman.

“Yay!” You yell with your head on Katsuki’s shoulders. He acts like your loud voice just annoyed the shit out of him but he’s also smiling, so it can’t be that bad.

“First of all… I got you the brand new skincare range made by Creati!” Mina yells happily, clearly proud of her old classmate. Pro Hero Creati is a big name in the industry; not just in the hero world but also in retail; as Creati needs a lot of knowledge to be able to create her own weapons and support items, she decided to use that knowledge to come up with brand new products for the common folk - there isn’t a single thing in the stores that doesn’t have a Creati version of it and you usually get luxurious quality for really cheap prices. There are a few things she doesn’t do cheap though; jewelry and skincare products.

“That’s half of my monthly salary there.” You gawk at the pink girl but she waves you off.

“I got it for free. No worries. I’ll show Katsuki how to use them properly later.” She winks at the blonde who only rolls his eyes at that. “Speaking about merch… tada!” Mina takes out an absolutely adorable pajama set, all pink like the girl herself; there is an abstract pro hero Pinky logo on the top and the small shorts have the pattern of her hero costume.

“She’s not wearing that in my bed.” Katsuki retorts angrily but there is a tiny smile on his face behind that ugly scowl.

“Well, this is the best I could do on such a short notice so I kindly ask you to shut the fuck up and enjoy the show.” Mina gives Katsuki a scornful look.

“Tch…”

“So then! Underwear!” She perks up, ignoring Katsuki’s annoyed grumbling. ”I managed to get you some really cute ones! Some are my own designs but I got you some really sexy ones as well, just in case!”

Well, maybe drinking water right now wasn’t Katsuki’s greatest idea as he sprays it all over the coffee table as he sees the absolutely gorgeous lace underwear that barely hides anything. It also doesn’t help that it’s black with an orange hem.

“Please tell me it comes with a bra.” You sigh and it doesn’t take the pink girl long to find the matching bra in her backpack; if you can even call that transparent thing a bra, really.

“I’ll fucking kill you.” Bakugou yells with a red face. “I’ll murder you and no one will find your body I swear to fuckin All Might.”

“Don’t worry darling, I brought some condoms as well because safety first, you know.” Mina fucking winks and you can literally see the steam coming out of Katsuki’s ears at this point.

If the situation wasn’t hilarious enough, Kirishima decides to barge in through the door right at this moment and the first thing he sees is Mina holding sexy underwear in the air while Katsuki is having a brain fart moment.

“Do I want to know?”

“Honestly, babe? No.” Mina grins at the redhead who takes a deep breath and makes his way towards you.

“Hey, lovely, how are you feeling?” He kneels in front of you, completely ignoring the awkwardness in the room. If Katsuki haven’t had enough reasons to murder the whole city, now he does; Kirishima goes all protective over you as he takes in the view in front of him and strokes your cheeks lovingly, his eyes full of worry.

“The fuck are you touching my woman for? Honestly, get a fucking grip!” Katsuki yells again and by the look of it, he’s about to reach his limits.

“You know I can’t stop touching people when I worry!” Kirishima yells back with teary eyes; Mina only sighs in the background, probably knowing how true that statement is.

“Yeah, I realized it when you almost fucking kissed me a few months ago, you fucking weirdo.” Katsuki retorts, sitting down on the floor, out of energy.

“Well, at least I’m not kissing her. Right?” Kirishima says it like that’s an appropriate answer and you can see Katsuki’s anger coming back with full blast (no pun intended).

“That will be the last fucking thing you do alive, best friend or not.”

If someone could die from a death stare, Kirishima would be nothing but ground beef. Ahh, you love your boyfriend so much.

“I got you some cute socks too.” Mina mumbles sadly as all the attention went to Kirishima in the last few minutes.

“I love cute socks, show me!” You ignore the two bickering men completely to keep your eyes on the grumpy pink lady.

Eventually, Bakugou runs out of swear words and Mina runs out of random stuff; there were hoodies, shirts, joggers, obviously all of them some kind of merch; even Deku decided to send some fluffy Deku socks over with Mina when he heard about her getting a little “survivor pack” ready. Obviously, Katsuki wasn’t too happy about his girlfriend having so much pro hero merch that’s not his but Mina made sure Katsuki understands that her options were quite limited at 8PM.

“Ahh, I forgot, I bought you ear plugs in case Mr. Grumpy gets annoying.” Mina hands you the last thing from the bag; needless to say you have a really hard time restraining yourself to not put them in when the explosive blonde starts yelling again.

~•💥•~

“Stop eating my leftovers and get the fuck out! My woman needs to rest!” Katsuki yells out of the blue. The two idiots quickly stuff their mouths with the leftover snacks you two left on the coffee table then they run towards the main entrance, like eating Katsuki’s food is a sin; and to be fair, it is, because he made that shitty food for his woman, not for these two bozos. He kinda hoped there will be some left in case she gets hungry again. Oh well, Katsuki can just make another batch if that happens, even at 11PM.

Okay, what the fuck is going on in his stupid head, this is domestic and lovey-dovey as fuck.

He loves it - Hates it, he means. Absolutely hates it. Yeah. Fuck this shit.

Katsuki is so deep in his own head he doesn’t even react when Eijirou runs back into the living room to leave a kiss on Y/N’s forehead to “get well quicker.”

That guy needs to get a grip. Or get a girlfriend. Or both. A guy like him should be surrounded by women; he is kind, affectionate and even though Katsuki doesn’t think he swings “that way” he’s certainly sure his best friend is really fucking hot.

To be fair, chicks like bad boys. Or at least Katsuki thinks so. Maybe Eijirou is too good for them. It also doesn’t help the situation that Katsuki chases away every single woman who comes close to his best friend if they don’t fit Katsuki’s criteria and one of the criteria is for them to be able to get along with him, but most women just start crying when he gets moody around them for the first time; and no, he is not being sexist, he also made men cry before. It’s just who he is, what can he do?

“You know you just did “the Deku” and blabbed all of that out loud?” Y/N giggles adorably from her spot on the sofa.

Adorably? Okay what the actual fuck is wrong with him today?

“Shut the fuck up and keep flapping around like a dying fish.” Katsuki mutters under his nose which only makes his woman laugh even louder; is she even sick? Honestly, she might be just faking it to force Katsuki to be an affectionate, worrying boyfriend. Not like he is… worried. Or anything like that. Fuck no.

“Hey! You can’t just say that to a sick person!” Y/N does her best to act offended, but it all goes to shit when her lips move upwards. Oh, how much he fucking loves this shitty woman.

“Act more sick, then.” He grumbles back while he rolls his eyes aggressively.

“These… are my last… words… to… you…” Y/N stutters dramatically, her arm flapping on the side as she tries to hold them out for Katsuki. “Find someone else, when I go… I want you to be happy, honey bun.” She stutters, barely concealing her laughter. Katsuki takes her hand and for his surprise, he doesn’t mind playing along for a bit.

“Fuck that, bitch, if you die I’m going after you, you can’t get rid of me that easily. We will haunt all our enemies until we get bored then have ghost-sex on Deku’s bed.”

“Fuck, that was so romantic and hot Katsuki, I love you so fucking much.” Y/N mumbles with teary eyes and a shit rating grin; funny combination that is, but Katsuki swears he fell in love all over again with that stupid face. Katsuki’s own face becomes a mess of emotions; fondness, love, lust, probably a bit of anger for no reason at all; all obvious and easy to read as he pulls Y/N up from the sofa without a single word and makes his way towards the bathroom with her in his arms.

“Hey! What are you doing?!” Y/N giggles, but doesn’t try to wiggle her way out of his hold.

“I’ll brush your teeth and then we are going to bed. You are clearly delirious.” Katsuki fucking giggles as he puts Y/N down on the toilet seat. Maybe he’s the delirious one. Who knows.

“Says the guy who wanted to have ghost-sex on his best friend’s bed.”

“He ain’t my best friend!” Katsuki yells defensively. “Deku is… Deku.”

“Yeah. Deku is Deku. And I am me. And we all love you.” She giggles again, clearly too tired to even think about her words anymore. Katsuki is concerned.

“You sure you don’t need medical attention?” He mumbles, crouching right in front of his loved one like a worried mother. Y/N only smiles, her hand coming up to put a stray lock of hair behind his ear. The motion is slow and Y/N needs to use a lot of strength to be able to finish her task, but she manages.

“I’m just happy to be here with you. I hated the fact that I won’t see you for a whole week, feel free to call me a clingy fuck but I’m speaking my truth.” She giggles and oh my god, Katsuki uses all his willpower to not kiss her senseless right now.

“My clingy fucking woman.” Bakugou grins and leaves a kiss on her forehead before moving towards the sink to put toothpaste on Y/N’s new, glittery pink toothbrush. It’s an abomination. “Try to hold it.” Katsuki mutters and stares at Y/N for a minute as she tries to brush her teeth with zero strength but he gets way to impatient and snags the toothbrush back to finish the job.

“To shtrooong!” Y/N tries to tell him, but Katsuki is on a mission; the germs needs to fucking die.

Y/N looks traumatized.

~•💥•~

Okay, so… now what?!

Katsuki is utterly confused by what to do with himself. He’s standing by the bed, Y/N already hogged all the covers to herself and Katsuki… well, Katsuki is not sure where to sleep, to be honest.

Here’s the thing; yes, they’ve slept in the same bed before but… they were kinda forced to do that except when he was quirked, but again, that was a special occasion. This time, they have all the rights to sleep in separate beds.

He can just take the couch. He certainly can. Katsuki moves towards the door but then he changes his mind and comes back to stand awkwardly by the leg of the bed.

He can. But he doesn’t want to.

He should be around if something goes wrong during the night, right?

What if she needs to use the toilet? What if she gets thirsty? What is she chokes on her own saliva because her body forgets how to swallow?!

Katsuki makes another steps towards the bed, but then…

He changes his mind.

Again.

Maybe she wants to be alone right now. It needs to be really fucking embarrassing for her to be in this situation and maybe she needs some space. Katsuki might want to stay with her but maybe he would do more harm than good; she might need to force her body to do stuff for her to get better. Maybe if he does everything for her she won’t be able to get better.

Katsuki makes his way towards the door again, now with more confidence, but his confidence wavers as he stares at Y/N from so far away; she looks heartbroken and sad as he puts his hands on the doorknob… ahh, fuck.

“Where are you going?” She mumbles in between two sniffles. Fucking sniffles. What the fuck.

“Why you snifflin’.” Katsuki grumbles under his nose; needless to say there is no fucking way he leaves this room today after this shit. Call him weak and manipulable, he doesn’t give a flying fuck.

“It’s a bit cold, Katsuki.” She says, large puppy eyes staring into his soul.

“Want me to put the heating on?”

“No…” she mumbles with an offended pout.

“Want a hot water bottle then? An electric blanket? Wanna go to Malibu?”

Yes, Katsuki is absolutely taking the piss right now, but man, it’s so much fun to see her struggle. Y/N pouts even harder.

“I want my own hot water bottle.” Y/N murmurs and points at him angrily. “That one there runs hot all the time, I’m quite sure it will do a good enough job.” Oh, Katsuki can see how much she struggles to keep her face neutral. Oh, there it is, the small smile in the corner of her mouth. Oh damn, Katsuki is so whipped.

“I am not a fucking furnace, you fuck!” Katsuki yells, fake-offended.

“No, you are a hot water bottle, silly.” She doesn’t even try to hide her grin anymore and Katsuki is really proud to see his own shit eating grin on his girlfriend’s pretty face. He never understood the whole “other half” thing before, but it makes so much more sense now.

“If this is supposed to be a sexy role play or something, it’s not working, princess.” Katsuki raises a single eyebrow and he gets an annoyed eye roll in exchange.

“I would prefer to be able to move my limbs for that action, thank you very much.” Y/N answers with a straight face and needless to say, Katsuki’s face is as red as a ripe tomato.

“Fuck you, you human-sized burrito.” Katsuki yells but makes his way to the other side of the bed, albeit begrudgingly.

“Not today, sir.” The shit eating grin is back and Katsuki is not a big fan of this one specifically.

“You are such a menace.” Katsuki pulls the covers off her with an angry grab and Y/N yells profanities as the cold air hits her stomach. “Stop yelling and let me in!” Katsuki laughs, the sound loud and so disgustingly happy it makes him want to vomit.

“Hurry up, it’s freezing! … hey, don’t go away from me! That’s not where the hot water bottle goes, sir!” She whines and while it’s certainly a little bit annoying, Katsuki can’t help but feel butterflies in his stomach. This is the first time Bakugou Katsuki feels needed and loved and it’s absolutely exhilarating.

“Stop being so needy, what’s wrong with you!” He grumbles anyway, faking annoyance just cuz why not.

“Just cuddle me, you angry Pomeranian!” Y/N whines again, her weak arms trying their best to pull him closer.

“What did you just call me?!” Katsuki rolls to his side to face Y/N head on; what he didn’t expect is the sudden urge that comes over him from the sudden closeness; he wants to bury his face into her hair so fucking much, kiss her neck until it leaves a mark, kiss every single crevice and scar until they’re pink and sensitive… “This calls for a punishment.” Bakugou mumbles but instead of a punishment he just does everything he wanted to do in the first place.

If Bakugou Katsuki says kisses are a punishment, then they are. Fuck everyone who says it otherwise.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- I’m so sorry for being away for so long. There is one, personal post right before this one if you want to read it, where I tell you about some of my struggles, but only read it if you really want to know. It’s all good now (almost.)

- I absolutely love how Katsuki acts in this one. It’s still his edgy self but he feels safe enough to actually act upon his real feelings and AHHHHH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH! 😭

- Btw I swear I’m not plotting some weird polyamory thing in this ficc, Kirishima is just affectionate like that. He will have his own reader in a few weeks who works in the coffee shop next door so don’t worry I won’t make this story weird! (Not like there is a problem with those kind of stories, while I’m not a big fan of them, I did read a few and some of them were really good! I believe we should all write about whatever we want anyway. 😂)

- The next part will have some non-sexual (or sexual? Dunno yet.) nakedness in it. I’ll probably need to say it’s 18+ because of it. FYI 😂

- I think that’s it for today! I’m on my way to London to go and see Harry Potter World! Yay! I brought my Kirishima plushie over with me so I’ll post a little “Kirishima in London” montage when I have some time haha 😂

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated as always!💥

TL:

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If I left anyone out, let me know pls!

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou x self insert #bakugo x you #shenanigansbypurplepotato #bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki #pro hero dynamight x reader

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nogenderbee · 8 months

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Can I pls request vivid bad squad watching the reader’s concert? Like the reader is also in a different band. You can change out the characters if you have any that you have more ideas for too and hope you’re doing ok! Just ignore this if u don’t want to do it :)

Yes, of course! I know it took me a lot but I hope you'll enjoy this in the end! <3

Kohane, An, Akito, Toya on reader's concert

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @qxmmi @kuzui5201314 @miya-akane @coffeeykhs

⊱ Kohane is just standing in the crowd absolutely charmed~ and there can be 2 behaviors when she's like this...

⊱ first possibility is that she's so amazed she can't speak and is only looking at you, jaw down, while asking herself in mind how lucky she must've got to be with you

⊱ second possibility is that she's charmed but instead of positive shock, there's a smile on her face as her eyes sparkle and she might even feel confident enough to cheer on for you! But she'll probably blush a bit immidietly after doing so...

⊱ if they're allowing to take photos then you can he sure she'll take many of you and if she switch friends then maybe she'll take photo of them two or they'll take photo of her charmed smile for you as well!

⊱ when you meet after show, she'll make sure to show you all the photos if she could took any

⊱ if not tho, she'll compliment you more and really just express how much she liked your concert and how well she thinks you played

"It was great! I could feel my heart pounding with the rhythm through the entire concert... Y-You're truly amazing..."

⊱ if you meet or talk with An on the next day, you'll hear from her how much Kohane rambled about you last night and that's honestly just so cute~ but when you try to say it to your hamster girlfriend, she'll admit it quietly with small blush

⊱ An is definitely the loudest or one of the loudest on your concert! She'll always scream, whistle or even sing!

⊱ speaking of singing, if your songs include lyrics then she most likely knows most or all of them by memory! So of course she'll sometimes join and sing herself in the crowd, especially if her favorite part or song starts!

⊱ if you won't forbid her from wearing your bands merch then that's what she's gonna do! She's not covered in it but she definitely has light sticks, a hat or something on her head and just maybe shirt as well but that depends!

⊱ definitely is the type to wave at you hoping you'd wave back but she can understand if not, especially if you play on instrument! But at least a small wink or a smile in response would be nice as well~

⊱ after this concert is over, she'll ran up to you and wrap her arms around you while absolutely spoiling you with compliments and affections too if you're alright with PDA

"Y/N, you're literally so amazing! I couldn't be more proud from my amazing partner~!"

⊱ she'll also treat you on any sweet and drink you want. And maybe your bandmates too if you and them are alright with it! But if she's taking your bandmates then she's definitely taking VBS or just Kohane as well to celebrate successful show!

⊱ now Akito may look like he's judging you but he's actually just paying strong attention onto you and your style, he likes figuring out what in your play make him feel like this

⊱ he's not too loud on concerts but he will give of a whistle or applause at the end of each song or beginning of it

⊱ he's also not the type to show he wants to get your attention when he's in crowd at some point but if he happens to get it, he'll most likely give a little wave, maybe a smile

⊱ but if you happen to wink at him... man will actually get a bit flustered but he acts as if it's nothing to him at all

⊱ after show is over, he'll get to location where you two can meet and depending on how public it is, he'll either offer you a high five or a hug while saying some compliments about how well you did on that concert

⊱ if you have some celebration planned with your friend then he'll just wait for them with you and then go his way, leaving you to have fun

"Hey, you ready? C'mon, I have a place in mind this time so we can slowly head there. Why won't you tell me a bit about your experience this time, huh?"

⊱ but if you don't, he'd love to just wander around the town! He doesn't see point in celebrating unless that concert was something you really looked up to. Simple walk is enough for him and it oftens help you relax your mind if it was stressful or allows you to ramble if it was exciting!

⊱ Toya's attention is on you and you alone. It may appear that he's scared to look at your bandmates but he's really just admiring his partner!

⊱ it may come as unsettling if you're not used to his stare as he's really just staring at you with same expression. Which is calm eyes and small smile that's usually caused by pure adoration~

⊱ if you happen to notice him in the crowd and wink, smile or even wave at him, he'd realize how much he was staring and return the gesture with now shy expression and shade of pink spread over his cheeks

⊱ he's not the type to cheer loudly but if you look at him, you can see him cheering quietly with a smile or maybe even gentle handclapping to the rhythm. There's also bigger applause he gives on the end of every song!

⊱ after show, he tries to immidietly find his way to you so he can gently kiss the back of your hand while giving you compliment, keeping eye contact to show he means it even if it's a bit emberrassing for him

"You did amazingly, my love. I expected nothing else but I still was really impressed."

⊱ now you're most likely not getting away from him, he wants to show you he's really proud of you and would love to take you somewhere! But he'll understand if you already have plans and can move your little celebration onto next day!

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honeylations · 7 months

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Can you write for chanelle x fem!reader?

CHANELLE MOON x FEM!READER

Prompt: You’re trying to get over the rejection of your crush when Chanelle Moon enters your life to prove that there’s another chance of feeling love

Warnings/Notes: another University au, heartbroken reader, slight Yunahxreader, continuing the soccer player Chanelle character💅🏼

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‘I’m sorry Y/n, but I like someone else. We can still be friends right?’

Those words echoed painfully in your head as you saw your crush, Noh Yunah, having a conversation with Moa at a bench close by. Yunah’s eyes met yours, giving a small wave in hopes you would finally notice her after literally ghosting her messages since your confession.

You looked away with a tug at your heart, knowing that interacting with Yunah would bring you even more hurt. She was your best friend since childhood and it was heart breaking to know that you basically ruined that relationship by stupidly telling her that you had feelings for her.

“Hey, stop looking at her” Jiwoo warned, tapping her pen at your knuckles.

“Sorry” You muttered into your arm.

“And stop listening to Exile by Taylor Swift on repeat. It’s not healthy” Yunjin hissed, pausing the song on your phone and taking your earbuds off.

“Y/n, it’s gonna be okay” Chaewon softly said while running your back in slow circles.

“Easy for you to say. You and Yunjin are basically high school sweethearts”

“Not everyone has the same love story, Y/n” Yunjin said with a sigh.

“By the way guys” Jiwoo cleared her throat. “I have a partner assignment in my English unit so basically my buddy will be joining us for lunches from now on to work on our project. Is that alright?”

Everyone nodded while you continued moping.

“Sure! Who’s your partner?” Funa asked.

“Chanelle Moon. Yunjin you know her right?”

Yunjin nodded with a mouthful of tteokbokki that Chaewon fed. “That’s my bestie!!”

“She’s coming here right now, everyone behave and look presentable! Especially you” Jiwoo whacked her pen at your head, making your groan.

You sat up and looked at the direction Jiwoo gestured at.

And oh my word.

A tall girl, long hair, superbly hot smile, wearing an oversized white shirt was walking towards your table. Everything seemed to be in slow motion and imaginary sexy music was playing in the background.

“Everyone, this is Chanelle Moon. She’s also a sport major, and runs the sports club on campus. Chanelle, you already know Yunjin and Chaewon but this is Funa and Y/n” Jiwoo introduced.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you!” Funa greeted with a wave.

“Hey” You simply said with a small smile.

Chanelle tilted her head at you. “You seem familiar…oh! You’re the girl I always see with Yunah, right?”

“Uh yeah”

“Are you guys dating?”

You wanted to die.

Jiwoo quickly pulled onto Chanelle’s sweater and whispered. “Y/n had a crush on her and confessed but got rejected. That’s why she looks like a mess”

Chanelle slowly nodded and sat beside you, setting her backpack underneath the table. “Oh I see, my bad. She doesn’t look like a mess to me though. Still very pretty” She whispered back before turning to you again.

“Nice hoodie by the way, Y/n. I love Taylor Swift” She pointed at your merch from Taylor’s last concert.

Your ears perked up like a puppy at her words. “You listen to Taylor too?!”

“Absolutely! She’s my anthem”

“No way, what’s your favourite song?”

Your friends seemed to be surprised at your sudden burst of energy as if you weren’t complaining like some crazy sad woman a few minutes ago. Yunjin leant her lips close to her girlfriend’s ear. “They’re cute together”

“Don’t ruin their moment, babe” Chaewon giggled.

“Enchanted will always be my favourite” Chanelle said, sending an awfully attractive smile to you.

And for some reason, you felt your mood get a little better.

[Time Skip brought to you by…DESTINYZ]

After a few weeks and during more lunch breaks, you and Chanelle find yourselves talking more than her working on the partner project with Jiwoo. Jiwoo even had to tell you off for apparently trying to sabotage her grades but deep down, she was all on board with Yunjin, Chaewon, and Funa on the ChanY/n ship.

You were doing well in forgetting about Yunah, but it went downhill when Chanelle invited you to watch her at soccer practice that was for an upcoming sport event on campus. You forgot Yunah was part of that team and was involved in all events.

You were sat down with your friends on the bleachers while the soccer team was warming up. Yunah smiled when she spotted you within the small audience, taking a few steps towards you to finally talk after being ghosted but Chanelle beat her to it. The half American jogged your way, her smile getting impossibly wider.

“Hey Y/n! I’m so happy to see you here. Even though it’s just for my practice but still, I appreciate it a lot”

You smiled back, waving a container of fruit in her face. “Anything to support you, Chanz. Here’s some fruit I prepared for you”

She happily accepted the container with sparkling eyes and wrapped her arms around your waist for a tight hug. “Wow, all for me? You’re so sweet, thank you!”

“We’re here too you know” Chaewon grumbled with crossed arms.

“Oh thank you guys too for coming! We’re starting our practice matches now. Talk to you later!” Chanelle quickly waved and ran back to her team, popping one strawberry into her mouth.

Yunah clenched her jaw at the interaction, seeing Chanelle place the fruit container beside her water bottle. “Since when did you and Y/n start talking?”

“What’s it to you? You broke her heart” Chanelle fired back.

“She’s my best friend”

“She’s my best friend too. Don’t take it personally Yunah, I met her through Jiwoo.”

Yunah huffed and scratched her ear. “Do you like Y/n or something?”

“And why do you care?”

“Just protective of her, that’s all” Yunah shrugged that got Chanelle chuckling.

“Hey, Y/n is free to like whoever she wants. I’m just trying not to let an opportunity slide” Chanelle said and ran to the centre of the field.

The two teams got into position, Yunah and Chanelle standing by the ball, awaiting the coach’s whistle. The moment they heard the ring, the teams starting playing as the timer began.

Chanelle managed to snatch the ball from Moa and run her way down the large field, sending a big kick into the goal. She pumped her fist into the air before pointing at you.

“That’s for you, Y/n!” She yelled, sending you into a blushing mess.

“She totally likes you” Funa muttered in your ear.

“And I think I’m starting to like her too” You smiled, shaking your head at Chanelle who was now dancing to celebrate her little goal.

After a few more matches, Chanelle shot her 10th goal just before the coach blew the whistle to end the game.

“Great practice girls! Chanelle, you totally smashed it out there, very proud of you” Coach praised the half American, patting her back.

Chanelle bowed before taking her belongings and running towards you, engulfing you in another huge hug, spinning you around.

“Yah, put me down!” You laughed.

Yunah, having enough, stomped your way and yanked Chanelle away from you. “Y/n!”

“What the hell, Yunah?” You scoffed.

“Why are you talking to Chanelle? Why are you hanging out with her besides me? I’ve been texting and calling you!”

“Why does that matter to you? I just needed time off after being rejected by you!”

“I said we could still be friends!”

You sarcastically laughed at her words. “You’re making it sound like that would easily fix the hurt you caused me, you just don’t understand do you Yunah?”

“Hey, can we all calm down and talk this out like proper adults?” Chanelle stepped in the middle, placing a hand softly on Yunah’s shoulder only for it to get shoved away and a fist was thrown into her face.

“This is all your fault! If she didn’t meet you, she could still be hanging out with me!” Yunah yelled.

Chanelle got back up and tackled Yunah to the ground, sending more blows to her face.

“Chanelle stop!” Yunjin screamed, grabbing her best friend by the shoulders to fully pull her off.

You placed your palm at the centre of Chanelle’s chest. “Chanz, please. Let it go”

With a clenched jaw, Chanelle grabbed your hand and looked at Yunah one last time. “Fix yourself Yunah. I’m just trying to make Y/n happy again”

You both walked away from the field and to Chanelle’s dorm that she lived alone in. She got you to sit down on her couch while grabbing you a strawberry milk carton from her fridge. “Here. It’s an apology for what happened just then”

Accepting the beverage, you pulled Chanelle to sit next to you and lay your head on her shoulder. “You don’t need to apologise. Yunah got crazy”

“I’ve never seen her so angry. There’s no way she didn’t have feelings for you”

You shrugged. “She said she liked Minju”

“Her loss, but a win for me. I like you Y/n. Like ALOT” Chanelle said, grabbing your chin between her index and thumb.

“I think I like you too” You smiled, placing your drink onto the coffee table.

Chanelle arched a brow. “You think?”

“For a while, I’ve been hung up on Yunah and thought I’d never find anyone to move on to. After meeting you and getting close to you, I wanted to believe that I liked you because of you, not because I wanted to use you to forget about her. I’m sorry, that explanation was really bad, I’m so unsure with my words”

The taller gave that same heart twisting smile. “I hope this will help” She whispered and connected your lips softly.

You didn’t waste time in returning it, cupping the girl’s face with both hands and moving your mouths in sync. Chanelle pulled away first. “Did that work?”

“Definitely” you breathed out, leaning your foreheads together.

“I really like you Y/n”

“I really like you too, Chanz. You make me so happy”

“I’d give you the world if I could” she whispered and kissed your crown.

Your frowned when you saw the worsening bruise at the side of her eye. “Oh my god, it looks so bad”

Chanelle winced when your fingers gently brushed over it. “It’ll go away within a week. No biggie”

You rushed to grab an ice pack from her freezer and placed it over the bruise. “I’m so sorry she hit you. It’s not like Yunah”

“Is it that bad?”

You pulled the ice pack a few centimetres away to check. “It’s kinda hot actually” You said louder than intended. “Oh oops, that was supposed to stay in my mind”

Chanelle smirked and made you place the ice pack on the table. “It’s hot, is it Miss Y/n?” She taunted and made you sit on her lap.

Your face was redder than ever. It didn’t help that Chanelle was looking up at you with that stupid hot smirk of her’s. You wanted to kiss it away.

“Kiss it away then”

“I really need to stop speaking my mind” you groaned into her chest.

She brushed her fingers through your hair. “Hey Y/n, I know we kinda confessed already but I wanna ask you properly. Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

“Yes” you muttered into her chest, still embarrassed about what you said earlier.

“Oh come on, at least look at me when you answer”

You sat up and pouted. “I said yes”

“Yay! Y/n is finally my girlfriend~” She cutely cheered and hugged you like a plushie. “You don’t understand how happy I am”

“I’m so happy too, Chanz. Thank you”

“Aw don’t get mushy now. Let me take a shower and we can watch a movie on Netflix” She smiled at you.

“Wanna shower together?”

She dramatically gasped. “You haven’t even taken me out on a date yet!”

“What the- YOU’RE supposed to take ME out on a date! Some romantic loser you are” You scowled playfully.

“I’m kidding. Of course we can shower together!”

You rubbed her shoulders lovingly. “I don’t have spare clothes though”

“Idiot, you can use mine”

“Alright, Stinky. Let’s hit the showers”

“Don’t I get a reward for scoring all the goals tonight?” She pouted her lips at you and putting on her best puppy dog eyes.

“Ok fine” You chuckled at her cuteness and pressed your lips against her’s.

A/N: SAUR CUTE🥹🫶🏼✨

#gxg #wlw #r u next #r u next x reader #chanelle moon #chanelle x reader

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ghestiewhore · 8 months

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Hypnotic

Pairing: phantom ghoul x fem reader

Summary: your friend had invited you to a ghost concert, little did you know that would kickstart something much bigger

Warnings: smoking?

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You were chilling at your house listening to music when your phone started going off. You didn’t answer the first time but after the 4th time you check who it was. It was your friend y/f/n. You answered the phone since it must’ve been important.

“Hey what’s up?” You spoke through the phone.

“Hey bestie, do you wanna go to a concert with me later tonight.” Your friend asks.

“I don’t know, who are we going to see?” You asked. You weren’t too big on huge gatherings.

“It’s a band called ghost their a metal band I feel like you’ll like them, plus I got two out tickets so we will be up close.” Your friend explains as you listen.

You had to think about it. You did enjoy metal but not on a Wednesday night when you have work the next morning. Your friend kept asking until you eventually gave up and agreed.

“YESS, go get ready I’ll be there around 7.” Your friend said before hanging up.

7 will give you an hour to get ready. Not that you necessarily had to dress up, you didn’t want to wear your stained shirt and old grandma shorts.

You look through your closet for a while until you found a cute black dress. You felt a plain black dress would be a safe option for a metal band you didn’t know about.

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7 had creeped up fast, luckily you were finished getting ready by the time your friend had arrived. You and your friend were now currently on the way to the concert. On the way there your friend has been trying to explain who is who to you so you’ll have a better understanding.

After about 30 minutes you had arrived at the stadium. You still had yet to figure out who’s who. You two walked into the venue and went on a hunt for the merch booths. When you realized they were all around you and just crowded, you and your friend had decided to just go get food instead.

There weren’t many food options, you guys had a choice between hotdogs or nachos, neither sounded too appealing at the very moment. You decided to just get a drink. As you were standing there waiting you were looking around and taking in the atmosphere around you. As you were gazing your eyes found their way to a guy, perched against the building with two other guys who were smoking cigarettes.

You couldn’t help but stare, they were all so beautiful. One made eye contact with you. You guys stared at one another for a good two minutes before his friend had patted him on the shoulder and they disappeared.

“Damn that was weird.” You said loud enough for your friend to hear.

“What was?” She asked while eating her hotdog.

“Me and this dude just made eye contact and it felt weird.” You tried to explain to your best abilities.

It wasn’t weird in the sense as you felt awkward it was weird in the sense you couldn’t bring yourself to look away.

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Once your friend had finished her food, the two of you made your way to the pit. You were surprised, you guys were literally close enough to touch the stage.

Their opening band was currently playing. They weren’t too bad, you actually quite enjoyed them.

Once the opening band had finished and announced ghost will be on soon, the stadium filled up really quick. You were now squished up against the barrier on the left side of the stage.

All of a sudden the stage lit up and music starts playing and everyone screams. When the curtain fell you were met with a very close view of the band. You joined everyone else in screaming.

During the song mommy dust a ghoul with a black guitar came up right in front of you. You didn’t know how to react, it was like he was starring into your soul. He starts to reach his hand out at you so you do the same. His fingers gently glide over yours.

You felt weird, like you were in a trance. It’s like you became hypnotic. You soon after snapped out of it when he pulled away to continue playing guitar.

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While the boys went back stage for a minute phantom wrote down his number and socials on a piece of paper before wrapping it around a pick.

When they went out and played their last few songs he kept planning how he was going to give it to you. By the end of the last song he was excited. They bowed while many fans were leaving.

You stayed there next to your friend. You were chatting with your friend when a ghoul came up to you and handed you something. You accepted it with a smile and watched him walk away.

When you and your friend had left the venue you opened it. You were shocked. You showed your friend and she freaked out too.

“YOU HAVE TO CALL HIM” your friend yelled at you.

“I don’t know..” you replied unsure. You didn’t wanna seem weird.

“He gave you his number! He wants you to contact him.” Your friend tried to reason.

“I guess I’ll call him…” you said still slightly unsure.

You picked up your phone and dialed the number.

After 3 rings a guy picked up….

#phantom ghoul #phantom ghost #the band ghost #phantom x reader

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silverynight · 2 years

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Soft

Pro hero Katsuki rescues a quirkless civilian who's a little too brave and reckless for his own good (he's also the cutest thing Katsuki has ever seen) and who also happens to be Katsuki's long lost childhood friend, Midoriya Izuku.

They meet a couple of times, Katsuki apologizes for the things he did as a kid and they become friends, the problem is that Katsuki falls head over heels for the nerd and becomes embarrassingly soft for him.

Which leads to Izuku think the other has changed quite a lot and now he's the nicest, kindest pro hero alive. He's constantly frowning at the tweets he sees about Dynamight and all the people that claim to have had the pro hero growling at them or curse them at some point.

One of them assures he was rescuing a couple of people and after he made sure they were okay, he told them to "Stop being such useless extras and not to run into a fight between a hero and a villain ever again."

Izuku is sure all those are just lies, because the Katsuki he knows now would never say something so rude to anyone. He usually gets mad at the articles or videos that talk about Katsuki like a bad-tempered pro hero, having no idea the blond is only nice to him.

Eventually, people start to notice; Izuku runs into another problem as a villain starts making a mess near the building the green haired man lives in... Fortunately, Dynamight takes care of the villain and rescues the civilians.

People notice he has one young, cute man in his arms and hasn't let go of him the entire time; they look with confusion at them because the pro hero hasn't snapped at him not even once.

Then Dynamight leaves this mysterious man on the ground as his eyes roam all over his body with worry before he takes the other's face in his hands. Some of them worry for the cute man only to stare in shock as the pro hero smiles softly at him.

"Are you alright, Izuku?" The people near them manage to hear the pro hero's voice in the softest tone ever; they can't believe it.

"Just a couple of scratches. Don't worry about me, Kacchan!"

"Stop running into trouble, nerd." Dynamight scolds him with a fond smile on his face.

"I'll try," Izuku says with a chuckle before Katsuki takes him to one of the paramedics who has had the misfortune to have dealt with the pro hero before.

She expects a growl or a snarl but none of that happens.

"Take care of him," Dynamight says, clearly making an effort to be nice, then, he takes another look at the young man next to him and adds, almost in a whisper: "Make sure he's alright, please."

When she's left alone with the cute civilian, who smiles at her almost shyly, she can't stop herself from blurting out:

"Who are you?"

"Midoriya Izuku! Nice to meet you!"

She introduces herself, even though that's not what she meant at all.

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The "incident" becomes viral after that. Everyone starts talking about Dynamight and the cute man named Izuku who's apparently just his "friend".

Some people don't believe that, they're sure Dynamight is secretly dating him and the ones who believe it, are sure the pro hero is absolutely in love with the cute civilian.

There are pictures of them all over Twitter; Dynamight carrying Izuku in his arms and looking down at him with worry as he puts him out of harm's way. Dynamight wearing civilian clothes, going out with Izuku and smiling at him with a fond look on his face. His fans didn't even know he was capable of smiling.

Another photo of them getting out of a coffee shop; the pro hero is opening the door for Izuku, while staring at him with what people call "heart eyes". Then another of Dynamight carrying a couple of bags full of All Might merch and a happy Izuku with stars in his eyes babbling about something while the blond grins from ear to ear at him.

Of course, Katsuki's friends find out about it and they demand to meet the cute man in the pictures.

Katsuki growls at them before reluctantly agreeing.

"But if you don't behave, I'll blast all your faces off!"

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"I still can't believe a cinnamon roll like him is friends with Bakugo," Kaminari says, looking down in confusion at the photos on his phone.

"He's soft for him, haven't you heard?" Ashido chuckles, sitting next to Kirishima on the table.

"I don't think Bakugo is capable of being soft," Kaminari argues with a frown upon his face.

"Of course Bakubro can!" Kirishima says, although he doesn't look entirely sure.

However, that's when they see it: Bakugo has walked in the coffee shop with the green haired man next to him. He's young and so incredibly cute. They even look oddly good together; completely opposites, but like they belong with each other somehow.

Ashido notices the moment Bakugo puts a hand on the other's back as they move through the place until they reach their table.

"Hi! I'm Midoriya Izuku! I'm so happy to meet you!"

Kaminari's jaw drops as they all watch Bakugo waiting for Midoriya to sit first before sitting next to him himself. He hasn't growled or narrowed his eyes once since he walked in the place.

He's even smiling at Midoriya as the others introduce themselves and he proceeds to explain to Bakugo's friends he met him in preschool.

"Are you hungry, Izuku? Would you like something to eat or drink? Maybe both?"

No one can believe it; Bakugo asking softly to someone else, leaning closer and putting a hand gently on another's shoulder? It's so weird.

"Yes! Could please bring me a chocolate muffin and a salted caramel mocha, Kacchan?"

"You're going to get cavities from all that sweet, nerd..."

Midoriya pouts, Bakugo inevitably sighs and rolls his eyes before lovingly running his fingers through the other's hair.

"Fine..."

"Bakubro, can you bring me–"

"You have two functional legs, don't you, shitty hair?"

"Kacchan!" Midoriya looks up, a little bit surprised since he's sure Bakugo is kind to everyone.

"Fine! What do you want, shitty... I mean, Kirishima?"

At the end everyone ends up telling Bakugo what they want and Midoriya decides to go help him bring everything to the table.

Ashido takes the opportunity to look at her two friends, who still look as shocked as she feels.

"Looks like Bakugo is in love..."

Kirishima nods, trying not to chuckle, however, his smile disappears when he notices Ashido's expression.

"No."

"Come on! We can help him! I have an idea!"

"Your ideas always make Bakubro mad..."

"Trust me, he'll be so happy afterwards he'll even thank me..."

It's definitely not a good idea.

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#bnha #mha #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #pro hero bakugou #quirkless deku #bakudeku #bkdk #my hero academia

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idol-emu-otori-official-archived · 7 months

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╰┈➤ SHUFFLE AU

DESTINATION POINT (DP)

the Leo/need adjacent unit, composed of Ichika Hoshino, Airi Momoi, Ena Shinonome, and Minori Hanasato. ☆ a girl who's lost her friendships, and three others searching for their worth.

about the group's name: ♡ originally, i had "from here to there" in mind, but someone from the Discord gave me the name "destination point" and i thought it was much better, so i went with that. ♪

about the SEKAI: ♡ the Train SEKAI. no one knows when it left, or where it's going - just that it never stops. it's the perfect place for those who feel like they're lagging behind. just close your eyes and let yourself be carried away, right? but maybe there's something you can do… starts with a Miku and a Rin. the former's hardworking and talented, but the latter struggles - Rin is somewhat influenced by Ena's (and, to a lesser extent, Airi's) jealousy towards others.

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Ichika hasn't managed to rekindle her friendship with her friends, and she's not doing particularly well. At one point, she meets Airi - who just quit being an idol. The two start talking and become friends, at which point they end up forming a band together. Airi wants to try finding a place where she could finally be taken seriously.

Ena's invited by Airi, and Minori - who had failed auditions recently - ends up inspired by Ichika's kindness, Airi's drive and Ena's determination, which is how she joins. (Haruka completely gave up on being an idol; something Minori is saddened by.)

In my mind, Ichika plays the guitar; Airi, the drums; Minori, the keyboard and Ena, the bass.

IDEAL HEAVEN! (IH)

the MORE MORE JUMP! adjacent unit, composed of Mafuyu Asahina, Emu Otori, Mizuki Akiyama and Shizuku Hinomori. ☆ an up-and-coming idol group that combines cuteness and sophistication.

about the SEKAI: ♡ quite similar to the Empty SEKAI, but with some idol influences - a broken stage with no one in sight. there's no bright lights, no colorful props. nothing. that SEKAI both comforts and pains Mafuyu. home to a lone Miku. sweet, hopeful, but genuinely crushed by the pressure she's feeling.

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Mafuyu's mother wants a perfect child. idols are very frequently represented as being perfect - so, she decides that her daughter should become one, too. Mafuyu's not keen on the idea, but that's her mother; she's obedient, so she goes along with it.

Shizuku still quit Cheerful * Days, but instead of stopping altogether she ends up with Mafuyu. Emu wants to make people smile, but no one ever came; Wonderlands × Showtime was never a thing. so she decides to become an idol instead, even if it means she'll never bring back the Wonder Stage to its former state.

Mizuki's half-dragged into IDEAL HEAVEN! by Emu, who saw them looking with interest at idol merch. after bringing them to meet Mafuyu and Shizuku, Mizuki ends up accepting - the idea of wearing cute clothes and being called cute doesn't seem too terrible.

READY MADE SUCCESS (RMS)

the Vivid BAD SQUAD adjacent unit, composed of Haruka Kiritani, An Shiraishi, Shiho Hinomori and Akito Shinonome. ☆ two street musicians chasing after their dream, and the two girls they brought with them.

about the SEKAI: ♡ the Street SEKAI. weirdly, it seems Haruka's idol background has somewhat influenced its appearance. its inhabitants are Miku, Meiko and Len. this Miku is levelheaded, but it seems like there's something holding her back from going all-in...

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after quitting being an idol, Haruka is invited by An to join her.

An's never met Kohane, and she never found a partner. Haruka is hesitant for a moment before deciding to give it a shot, though she keeps struggling with singing. Shiho tries getting more experience, meets Akito. no one really knows how these two ended together, but they both have a similar drive and take music very seriously.

eventually, they all start working together. Haruka deals with her guilt and, while she doubts she'll become an idol again, she's mostly made peace with what happened.

STARLIGHT ☆ EVERMORE (S ☆ E)

the Wonderlands × Showtime adjacent unit, composed of Tsukasa Tenma, Saki Tenma, Kanade Yoisaki and Toya Aoyagi. ☆ a strange troupe of people who aim to help others through their performances.

about the SEKAI: ♡ still very much Tsukasa's, so it's the Wonderland SEKAI. [kanade goes there for the first time and dies. alas, they're still a shut-in and this place is simply too colorful for her poor eyes.] starts with a Miku and a Kaito, though this version of the former uses far less onomatopoeias.

Tsukasa figures he needs to show the world how much of a star he is himself, and he drags his siblings into it (with varying degrees of willingness).

a part of Saki still wishes she could be in a band with her friends; she's only somewhat managed to repair her friendship with Ichika. but she's still happy to do something fun and lighthearted after all her struggles. Toya's very excited to do something with Tsukasa and his siblings. he also gets to stick it to his dad, which, honestly - is a bonus.

out of the three, Kanade is obviously the most hesitant about the whole thing. but she sees Tsukasa's drive to make others happy, something she shares with him, so she ends up agreeing. Kanade is… slightly healthier physically on account of the stubborn people looking after her, as well as all the exercise she does she does as part of Starlight ☆ Evermore. mentally? eh… we'll get there. i need her traumatized to be interesting. <3

LONELY SYNDROME (LS)

the 25-ji, Nightcord de. adjacent unit, composed of Nene Kusanagi, Rui Kamishiro, Honami Mochizuki and Kohane Azusawa. ☆ hidden behind avatars, these citizens of the web tell stories online.

about the SEKAI: ♡ the arcade SEKAI. this Miku is shy and withdrawn, though she one day hopes she'll be able to break out of her shell, just like Nene. alongside her is Luka - she has a bit of a teasing attitude and a catlike personality, but she always does her best to boost Nene's confidence.

about the group's name: ♡ syndrome refers to a group of symptoms - i paired it with the word lonely because i felt like it represented the atmosphere of an arcade. you're connected with people who share your interests, but at the same time, you're sort of separate from them. surrounded by people, but utterly alone…

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Nene's social anxiety hasn't gotten better over the years. since she never joins Wonderlands × Showtime, she doesn't learn how to fight her stage fright.

but, she finds an alternate solution; using an avatar online. it's less stress-inducing, and it lets her pursue acting, in a way - it's not what Nene wants, but it's close enough. she figures she could be satisfied with that. Rui ends up figuring out what she's doing, and asks if he can help. Nene doesn't really have any reason to say no, so they start working together.

as for Honami and Kohane, they ended up on Nene's channel by pure accident. but her performances quickly became a comfort to them, since they were struggling at the time (the former because she no longer had her friends, the latter because of her lack of confidence).

unfortunately, ignoring your problems only goes so far, and eventually, her feelings give birth to the arcade SEKAI.

#// ooc #shuffle au #didn't bother detailing every SEKAI - they're mostly staying the same #destination point is accidentally very similar to richie's unit 💔#and ideal heaven! also. oh well. i didn't do it on purpose..........#my favorite out of these five is lonely syndrome & starlight ☆ evermore :D #which is evident because a) i developed lonely syndrome's story the most and b) starlight ☆ evermore has all my favorite characters #pushing my tenma agenda <3 #lonely syndrome is like… dear to me because i struggle with very bad social anxiety and it's held me back so many times #so i relate to nene a bunch #i wish i could just - go out there and show people what i'm capable of doing. but i just freeze in place each time. it's easier to just…#give up. y'know? it hurts less.#and fun fact: lonely syndrome's luka is more or less based on rui? he's an important person in nene's life so you know -#i figured that it would influence one of the virtual singers. i love nene and rui's friendship ww #i put Kanade in the WxS-adjacent group because i wanted her to die <3 #also. the potential of others finding out that this pathetic wet cat? is in a theater troupe?? insane. i think it's hilarious.#ready made success is a name i settled with despite not being very satisfied of it - so changes might happen!#there's some angst potential in there. i put some for emu too :3c #anyway. enough rambling in tags. i feel bad 💔#i'm insanen over them. if you have any questions - feel free to ask. teehee <3

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trans-mephisto · 4 months

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In the spirits of christmas eve, What do you think would your fav aoex characters want for christmas (and what would they realistically get as a gift from their friends &/ family ?)

This is a fun one!!

Let's see

Mephisto - He'd want merch for anime and games. However, the stuff he'd want would be hard to obtain (hence not having it) so nobody would get him it. Nobody would probably get him gifts either, if I'm being realistic (rip mephisto). Rin might feel a little bad and give him dinner leftovers though. Amaimon would throw a rock at his head. He'd just end up buying his own gifts

Shura - I feel like she'd be practical and just want clothes. Bras, underwear, socks. Arthur would get her cute socks and Lightning would get her the tackiest clothes he can find. Mephisto would probably give her a gift but not label it from him, but she'd figure out pretty quickly it's from him with the pink and polka dots everywhere. He'd probably give her flowers and jewelry she'd never wear and just collects dusts on her dresser

Arthur - I don't see him as super materialistic. I think he'd just want to spend time with his friends and would spend time with Shura and Lightning drinking and chatting for the holiday :] (Shura gets him some new ties anyways, she says the one he normally wears is ugly. He's drunk and nearly cries at the sentiment)

Lightning - He would probably want money. And a Lego set. Arthur gives him cash but gripes about how he never paid him back last month when he lent him money. He doesn't get the Lego set because nobody knows if he was serious or joking (he was half serious)

Amaimon - He doesn't understand the concept and asks for abstract things, like being powerful and feared or respected. Of course, not being able to buy this, Mephisto just gets him some video games (the more violent, the better. Probably shooters and hack n slash type games). He also tells him his ideas are stupid and he should be more practical, hence the rock being thrown at his head

Shiemi - she says she just wants to spend time with her friends. But everyone gets her stuff. Suguro gets her garden supplies, Renzo gives her some CDs of his brother's music, Koneko gets her socks and hair clips, Izumo gets her shoujo manga, Yukio gets her a potted plant. Rin can't afford much so he makes dinner, but he gives her an origami crane made from a gum wrapper last minute and she loves it

That's all I have energy for right now, I'd speculate on all the characters but my brain is goop. Thank you so much for the ask, I love getting em!!!

#ask #aoex #blue exorcist #ao no exorcist #christmas #oh boy now to tag all the characters #mephisto pheles #shura kirigakure #arthur auguste angel #lewin light #amaimon #shiemi moriyama

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punkeropercyjackson · 3 months

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Agere Dead Sea Siblings headcanons

Their brains do age regression as a coping and defense mechanism from trauma

Technically all flips but only Percy calls themself a caregiver since Nico and Hazel only take care of him when he's a Little while he does it in general for anybody who needs it due to him being an adult while they're only kids

Hazel's ages are 2-3,Nico's are 3-5 and Percy's are 7-8 with the occasional 2

As a cg,Percy does babytalk sometimes,carries them around,gives them extra kisses and takes them on safe adventures like gardening and playing hide and seek.He's learned how to spot when they're tiny when they try to hide it and eventually it gets to the point where they stop trying because of all his reassurances and how safe she makes them feel so now instead they make a b-line for him when it happens

Percy was actually able to repress his regression out of sheer spite and anger when it started(Poseidon genes)but after his self-eestem improved he told Sally about it and she did research so they could find out what was up with him and by then she'd adopted Nico so they knew he's one too and same goes for Hazel when him and Percy ressurected her at Persephone's request so she'd be a part of the Second Great Prophecy

They're all animal regressors too-Nico's a baby bat,Hazel's a pony/fillie and Percy's a kitty

Little!Nico and Hazel call Percy 'Papa/Mama' as opposed to their usual sibling terms for her since while she's normally already a parental figure to them,their age amps it up big time and they call Little!Percy 'Princess'

And Little!Percy calls them 'Coco' and 'Azie' while Cg!Percy calls them his 'Little Rockstars' and 'Precious'(as in pearls)

Nico likes halloween costumes,card games,chewy tender food,being thrown around and storybased songs,Hazel likes tutus,Monster High,black louisiana food sweet or heavy kinds,playfighting,hyperpop and Percy likes coloring,tickles,bubble baths,fairy tales,themed food(Cookie Monster especially)and Lo-Fi Chiptunes

Nico's a pretty quiet kid and takes naps a lot but still energetic,Hazel's even more of a little shit and gets even girlier and Percy's a handful but not in a bad way

Sally saved up to buy them an easy bake oven,toy phones that match their tastes(A box of fries for Nico,a ghost with a bow for Hazel and a pink cat for Percy)and even made them pacis with the diy skills Percy taught her

The cat themed communication cards Nico and Hazel made Percy as a thank you for all he's done for them come into use her for both Percy themself and them borrowing them since she's cool with it

Hazel plays witch often and Percy's more than happy to be her familiar wether he's big or tiny

Nico likes feeling independent so his siblings don't overdue it so he dosen't cry or throw tantrums.However,he's also extra sensitive to his chronic pain in this state so he also understands he needs help with certain things

Hazel's hair is often filled with colorful butterfly hairclips by Percy's doing at her request,Nico's hair gets put into protective styles for safety by Sally or one of his siblings and Percy perfers having his styles changed throught his regressions

Their favorite shows are Max and Ruby,Kiya and the Kimoja Heroes,Bluey,Blues Clues,Dragon Tales,Adventure Time and Spidey and his Amazing Friends with Percy having a huge (platonic obvs) thing for Gwen Stacy thanks to it and the Spiderverse movies so she has secondhand merch of her and made her Atsv suit for herself so she could wear it

And she also made a Miles Morales one for Nico since they're literally Siblings!Ghost Flower and a Peni Parker one for Hazel based off the Across concept art since Hazel has a huge crush on Peni

Nico also loves Tiny Titans and Hazel is the number one Koriand'r fan and Percy models his drawing style after the DC Superhero Girls 2019 one

Percy started collecting stim gifs for them and they did the same for him but with Sonic the Hedgehog memes and cute fanart

Nico also calls Percy and Hazel 'Squish/Squishy' as nicknames since they're both fat/plus-sized and have expressed that it makes them feel insecure

They have matching Aquapets and Percy's even more into legos in tiny mode than he is normally

They have a big children's makeup kit they all share because it has sections with different kinds and that's why Sally bought it for them(i.e One's goth makeup,another's pink and purple and yellow and the last one's ocean themed along with all of them having glitter options)

Percy's obssessed with Rainbow Dash all the time but copies her speech as a Little and can't play his scary games like Undertale and Deltarune in that state so he plays Nickjr games instead

Hazel's a no impulse control kid but knows what she's doing,perfers figurines over plushies because she likes the texture better and same goes for sneakers over slippers and adores clowns!!

Percy earns the nickname 'Wonder Woman' because of the greek demigoddess and expert at being good with kids combo

Sally made the Familia Jackson Beach Shack 100% child-safe because of them

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egonspenglerishot · 10 months

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What’s this feeling? Something…entirely new?

Papa Emeritus IV x reader

Warnings: mentions of abuse

Part: 1/??

You smiled as you entered the crowded concert hall with your friend. You’d managed to bag tickets to see Ghost for your birthday and you couldn’t get over how excited you were. It was loud and noisy but worth it. You’d made Copia a plush of him completely forgetting that inside his little jacket you’d put a piece of paper with your number, you did mean to remove it buuut you didn’t. You were front row and had to yell to get his attention. Once he made eye contact you held up the mini Copia for him to take which he did with that cute grin on his face.

“Thank you Amore~”

You practically swooned as he spoke Italian. After the concert and you and your friend had stuffed so much mummy dust into your Jean pockets and bags and bought so much merch you called it a night. Once you got home and bud your friend goodnight you put all the merch mummy dust and other things in a special box.

As you collapsed onto the bed and plugged your phone in you saw a message from an unknown number. You opened it and all it was, was a simple. Hello.

You: hello? Who is this

???: I’m wounded you’ve forgotten me already Mia adorabile

You: wait what-

???: it’s me. Papa Emeritus o…or Copia, your number was written on a piece of paper in my mini me jacket

You: oh shit- hi

Your eyes widened as you took a deep breath. He was actually messaging you! But why? Was it just to say thank you? Was he gonna tell you some big secret or- your thought were interrupted by a ping from your mother

Ma: So you went to see that satanic band?

You: Si mama i did and I enjoyed it

You scoffed at your mothers behavior before a message from Copia came through, inviting you to the ministry. You thought it strange at this time of night? And a ministry. All those things about the Ghost lore couldn’t be true could they? You dressed in your ripped jeans and Ghost shirt before messaging him back

You: depends will you pick me up from mine?

Copia: of course I will Amore! May I have your address?

You told him, hearing your mother scream from the next room over to your father. You decided you’d never come back so you began packing. You left all the religious things and only packed the stuff you needed to take. Money, all the ghost stuff you’d bought with your money and hygiene products. You left without saying a word making sure you had your phone and laptop along with the chargers. You stood outside and when copias car pulled up his attire was so different. He was actually wearing priest robes-

Copia POV COS I C A N

As I stepped out of the car I smiled at her slightly confused about the two bags she carried with her, before I could ask anything I saw her confused look.

“Ah scusami! I didn’t have time to change you see, I’ll explain everything once we are back at the ministry”

I just watched her nod before helping her with her bags. We both got into the car and set off, it was awfully quiet and very…awkward.

“So Mia signora what’s with the bags?”

I glanced over and rose a brow when she flinched. Surely she was mistreated? When she didn’t respond I left it as is and kept quiet. At the ministry I parked up and carried her bags in for her, ignoring her protests.

“Please Signora let me help you, it seems you have been through enough.”

I took her to a spare room near mine and set her bags down. I looked at her as she stood in the doorway fidgeting

“What’s wrong Signora? Was home life that bad?”

That’s all it took for her to break down. I rushed to her side and rubbed her back. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so bad for someone before. Well except my brothers.

“I…I’m sorry”

Her voice sounded so broken and I just hugged her, rubbing her back and reassuring her that everything was ok. I could sense that she was confused about her situation but rest was needed first.

“Rest Mia cara, everything will be explained tomorrow, si?”

She nodded and allowed me to lay her down on the bed. I covered her and caressed her face. I swore that day I’d keep her safe.

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