#so i kinda made her slightly more snarky

[writingmeraki]

you're no good for me.

a min ho oneshot !

summary : five times you thought he didn't care and the one time he showed you he did.

( or five times you were oblivious to how much he truly cared and the one time he made it obvious. )

genre : angst ( a bit? ) fluff, comedy ( attempts )

pairing : minho x gn!reader, e2l, frenemies to lovers! idiots to lovers!

warnings : cussing, descriptions of blood,injuries and bruises, reader is pretty oblivious, mentions of underage drinking, kissing, kinda messy :/// ( lmk if i missed anything pls. )

author's note : i don't even know what to say tbh ? this is so much longer than I thought to the point where I think I may have rushed the ending lmfaoooooooo welp I hope u enjoy this still haha <3 sorry for the wait 🤕🤕🤕 ( my own lovers to enemies arc with this fic bcoz I overthought as usual ) let me know what you think !!! also anon pls the angst was less but like it was a v lighthearted fic from the beginning asdfgh- i still hope u like it 😔<3 also also i kinda have a little drabble as a continuation for this but I'll see if i wanna post it based on your feedback hehe so let me know! ( barely proofread <3 )

word count : 11.6K ( longest oneshot i've ever written omll )

based on this request !

THE FIRST TIME.

"Fuck why do I feel like someone just pounded my head with a hammer?!"

You groaned as you woke up from your sleep or rather lack of sleep. You'd only been able to get barely 2 hours of sleep when you'd gotten back from the party last night

A party that you didn't even want to go to but were emotionally blackmailed to and even worse it was fucking Minho's party.

Technically, it's his fault you're in this state of crankiness.

You were sitting up on your bed, hair in all directions as you nursed the headache you'd gotten. Lack of sleep really gave you the worst of headaches and it didn't help you'd drunk a little, not more than a few sips, but the after-effect was definitely there.

You hissed as your bare feet touched the cold floor before you finally found your fuzzy bunny slippers you'd gotten as a gift from Kitty.

You dragged yourself out of your room, now being able to make out people talking on the other side.

"Well look who we have here looking like an absolute angel."

"Shut it Minho."

The retort came out like second nature as Minho smirked at your state despite the tiny concern that flashed across his face when he saw you holding your head as you sat on the floor between Kitty and Q who only shared a look when they definitely didn't miss that flash of concern.

You looked at Q, questioning "So why are we having a family meeting here?"

"We were just having a discussion about weird dreams." Kitty answered you and you looked at her, humming and suddenly a light bulb lit up from your only two alive braincells.

"You had a sex dream." Both Q and you said at the same time, him sitting up while a smirk just formed on your face.

"Was it about Dae?" Q asked holding his coffee in his hand. Kitty's eyes widened and shook her head immediately.

"So it wasn't about Dae, huh." You said as you wondered, your slightly swollen eyes blinking in thought.

"No! No I didn't say I had a sex dream." Kitty tried defending herself.

You lightly snorted, yawning a bit, "You didn't have to though."

"Exactly now spill." Q continued and you noticed movement from behind and saw Minho coming, with three mugs in his hand, handing one to Kitty and one to you.

He was oddly quiet and stiff, now wondering what made him like that because he'd definitely would have said something snarky by now.

"-dreams don't mean anything!" Kitty's voice pulled you out of your thoughts and you sipped your coffee skeptically hoping it's not poisoined, but you hummed in satisfaction at the sweetness that contrasted the bitterness.

It was exactly how you liked it. Not too bitter like how people would usually drink it, you preferred it sweet because you had a huge sweet tooth.

Minho's gaze shifted towards you, recalling something as he swallowed nervously when he saw the small grin on your face.

"She's right! They don't mean anything." He suddenly looked towards Q who was already looking at him with his eyebrows raised, sipping his own cup.

Your eyes opened and you lazily looked at Minho, whose body language seemed even more stiff now.

"You could have a sex dream about someone you've repulsed your whole life." You looked in confusion at his words, one eyebrow raised.

Kitty agreed "Yes, yes exactly thank you Minho."

"He could have a sex dream about someone like…Y/N!"

You almost choked on your coffee before you spat out what was in your mouth, as Minho had a similar reaction.

"So you had a sex dream about Y/N." Q said as if it was the most obvious thing and you looked at him in horror.

"Hello?? Why are you talking about me as if I'm literally not here?" You were ignored as Minho quickly defended himself,

"No I didn't." He said, avoiding looking at you as you continued to stare at him with your eyes widened.

"And if I did have a sex dream about Y/N, it'd be a sex nightmare." You scoffed at his words while Kitty whispered Oh my God.

"Please, you'd be lucky to even have me in your dreams let alone real life." You spoke before you could think about it.

"So you still had sex?" Q piped up and Minho quickly blurted,

"Dreams don't mean anything! Besides I hate Y/N!" He said sparing a glance at you who just seemed confused at where this conversation had led up to.

"Wait a minute-"

"We're getting late! I still uh need to get ready!" Minho said turning around before you could even question anything, not being able to see how red his face had gotten as he ran to his room and slammed the door shut.

Blinking once and twice, you looked at Kitty and Q,

"So can someone just tell me what happened?"

They indeed didn't tell you anything, or rather didn't get a chance to before the door was knocked on and in came in your advisor, telling you about how you all had gotten Saturday detention and hoped last night was worth it.

You groaned as he left, holding the cup of coffee mumbling curse words. The same cup of coffee, that was exactly how you liked it, that was made by Minho. Something you didn't even realize how he knew your perfect order.

THE SECOND TIME.

You'd rather be watching paint dry than be in this boring detention.

Saturday flew in and in no time, were you already sitting in the library for your eight hour detention.

You groaned as you leaned forward, wanting to drop your head on the table before a hand placed itself between it and the hard surface of the table, making you hit it softly and for a second you thought about how warm it felt.

"You'll damage the tiny amount of brain cells you have in there." Minho's voice mocked you, as you looked up, your chin laying on his hand.

Glaring, you didn't even realise how he gulped at how you'd still maintain physical contact by not lifting your head up.

"Screw you." You scoffed, sitting straight up,

"Why am I even sitting with you?" You questioned crossing your arms and the scowl didn't leave your face.

"Maybe you finally realized how obsessed you are with me and felt like you had to be closer to me." He said with that annoying smirk plastered on his face.

You snorted, "Please it's only because it was the only seat available!"

The smirk didn't leave his face, only growing wider as he leaned in to whisper in your ear,

"All I'm hearing is excuses." His voice rang in your ears, noticing the rasp and how deep it sounded, swallowing nervously, you didn't know why you felt like your heart would jump out of your chest.

You leaned away from him, rolling your eyes, brushing away what you felt as irritation from being around Minho too much.

You shivered due to the temperature in the library being too low for your liking, the air conditioning being colder than you would have kept it.

You internally cussed at yourself for wearing a crop top instead of bringing an extra sweater with you,forgetting it's usually chilly in there.

Minho noticed the shiver, rolling his eyes, he suddenly began taking off his own bomber jacket. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion but they relaxed when you felt a sudden warmth engulf you.

"You'll catch a cold and it'll end up infecting everyone." He scolded you before you could even say anything, words dying down before you could even question his actions, too stunned.

You just blinked at him, mumbling a small thanks to which he just sent you a curt nod, his attention back to the doodling he'd been doing in his book.

"Did he just-"

"Yes. Yeah he did."

Kitty questioned to which Yuri answered both stunned at what they'd just seen.

"Don't they, I don't know, hate each other?" Yuri asks, confused looking back at Kitty.

"Guess hate and love are two sides of the same coin, afterall huh?" Kitty spoke up.

They both paused and looked at each other, bursting out in giggles.

THE THIRD TIME.

You stared at the clock, your eyes fixated on the minute hand that moved agonizingly slow, your head resting on the palm of your chin that was using your right arm as a stand.

You sighed mumbling to yourself about how time seemed to be against you.

“Instead of boring your eyes into the clock, maybe if you paid attention to what was being taught, your tiny brain could finally excel in this.”

You rolled your eyes and turned your head towards the boy who sat beside you.

Pausing a bit when you realised how the sunlight from the window literally made it seem like he glowed, his cheekbones highlighted by it and his lips seemingly more plump and pinker as he spoke.

Minho’s attentions wasn’t on you though, at least it would seem like that because he was staring ahead, his focus on his notes as he wrote what was being taught, his hands splayed across his notebooks.

Even when he sat, you noticed he still seemed taller than you. Sometimes you even wonder how you always end up next to him.

“I’d say take a photo and it would last longer but I’m pretty sure you already have enough of those with you, stalker.” He said, taking a peak at you from the corner of his eyes, a smirk forming on his face when he saw you scoffing.

“As if, besides since when did you care about me paying attention or not.” Minho stopped for a second at your words, hand freezing mid way from his note taking and it was now his turn to roll his eyes at you.

“Because you’re a distraction.” He spoke lowly, making sure you were the only one who heard, and only now you noticed you’d both been murmuring amongst each other as if you were friends just gossiping.

Not wanting to argue more, you just sighed and looked ahead,

“Ugh, whatever.”

You looked down at your own notebook, narrowing your eyes when you saw you’d only written half a page and stealing a glance at Minho’s, your eyes now widening when you counted that he was already on what seemed like his third page.

Damn I really must have zoned out.

Now you just thought of your options, either you skip some pages and just write what was being taught at the moment, finishing what you missed afterwards.

Clicking your tongue, you just closed your notebook, slightly pushing it away. Knowing being at the way back in a crowded classroom was helpful at times like this but having Alex as your professor being another advantage, you folded your arms on the table and plopped your head onto it sideways.

You sighed, relieved at the position, even though it may seem uncomfortable, but at the time, it felt just right.

You shut your eyes, the last thing you saw being Mingo from the way you had positioned your head, with you facing towards him and let yourself be surrounded by the temporary darkness.

“So you’re just going to sleep during the lecture?”

“Yep.” You said still with your eyes closed.

“I barely got any, considering the Vampire Diaries marathon Kitty and I had last night.”

You mumbled, feeling yourself give in to your dreamland.

“You both are terrible roommates because who even has a series marathon in the middle of a school week?” Minho asked you scoffing, turning his head to his left so he could look down at you.

You opened one eye and put your tongue out childishly to mock him,

“Only the fun kind of roommates, now shut up and do your work, let me sleep.”

“You seriously need to be more responsible, I mean come on, you have dark circles right now.” He whisper yelled as he scanned your face.

“Okay mum. I’ll make sure of it.” You murmured to him, the last of your words being softer as you finally gave in to your dreams.

Minho sighed when he heard you exhale softly, seeing the way the sun reflected on your face.

He wondered how you could just fall asleep but then again he knew you’d probably stayed awake just to give company because he knew you didn’t even like The Vampire Diaries.

You’d once told how lame you found it that the only relevant plot was two brothers fighting for a girl, and how it was ridiculously stupid.

He moved his body a bit forward, so that the sunlight could not fall on your face, and upon that the scrunch in your brows relieved unconsciously. He reached his hand forward to tuck away the hair piece that seemed to bother you. His fingertips lingering on your cheek and you leaned into the touch unknowingly.

Pulling his hand away, he gently smiled at you, shaking his head fondly as he brought back his attention to what was being taught.

[ a few moments later ]

“Wake up sleeping beauty, it’s time.” You heard as you felt someone flick your forehead.

Groaning you swatted away the hand, as you slowly rose up, rubbing your eyes, and blinking a few times as you tried recalling who you were and where you were.

“Seems like someone’s nap time was well.” Minho smirked at you, packing his books away to which you turned to him and glared.

“Hope you dreamt of me well!” He said a grin on his face now as your lips pulled into a thin line.

“Yeah it’d be more of a nightmare if you showed up in my dreams.” You said rolling your eyes, and gathering your own notebook, realising it was pretty pointless to have even removed it today as you basically barely wrote anything.

You pulled your bag up to the desk and tucked away your book.

Minho slid a book towards you, making you pause your movements as you glanced at him in question.

“Here, today’s class work and homework as well, if you don’t get something, considering you probably won’t, come to the library after school is over.” He said standing up, to which you still looked between him and the book in question, skeptical of his sudden act of…kindness?

“Stop staring idiot, you’ll get late.” He said as he slowly walked away, you thought about it and grabbed his notebook, putting it in between your own and standing up, sliding one strap on your shoulder.

“Thank…you?” You said turning around noticing he was already gone.

Huh, weird. Well that was nice of him…for once.

You shook your head, walking out as well, realizing you indeed learn something new about him every time.

THE FOURTH TIME.

It was another outing of the nature club you'd join in support of Kitty's new venture of wanting to do new things.

Although initially, you'd reluctantly agreed but you'd learn to enjoy it once you spent more times with nature.

Though sometimes you wish you could just jump off the cliff because lo and behold, Minho had also spontaneously joined it as well.

Over time, you'd just learnt to ignore his shit, just paying attention to your surroundings and focusing all your energy on that.

You didn't even notice how he'd always be trailing beside you though, since the beginning of it actually.

But of course those around you did.

Q and Dae looked at their best friend, both wondering the same thing.

"Do you think he notices?" Dae asked as they hiked up, Q looked at him in question and followed his gaze, perceiving what he meant.

“He is still in denial as to why he even joined this club in the first place, remember how much I tried convincing him to join but he always refused with bullshit excuses but suddenly when Y/N joins, he’s apparently thought about it well and understood it was good to be one with nature, hence why he would be joining.”

Dae shook his head, chuckling as he recalled the denial on his face from when they confronted him about it.

“I don’t even think he realizes that Q, let alone how he always seems to be beside them when he gets the chance.” Dae said, staring at the pair of you, you seemed more than happy to be there as Minho skeptically walked beside you.

Suddenly an arm was placed in front of you, making you suddenly freeze in your place and your gaze followed it to the owner, confusion flooding your mind as you looked at Minho in question.

He moved in front of you and knelt down on one knee, to which your eyes widened and you looked around to see if anyone else was seeing this.

Hissing at him, more so in confusion, "What the hell are you doing?"

He scoffed and pointed down at your shoes, more so your shoe laces.

"You'll literally trip on them and fall on your face resulting in you getting hurt and you'll end up causing problems."

Once again, your mouth gaped at him as he went back to his task which was tying your shoelaces.

At times, he truly did confuse the ever living fuck out of you. Because for one he'd be doing the nicest things but then the gesture would be contradicting with what he would have to say afterwards.

You noticed how strands of his hair moved out of place as a result of him looking down to focus on tying your laces.

You bit your lip to control the smile from spreading on your face and he got up, dusting his hands.

"You know you should be grateful that I decided to be with you right now otherwise your clumsy ass would have probably broken a foot by now."

There it was. The contradicting words to his gestures.

Not wanting to start an argument, you just sighed and shook your head, mumbling a thanks as you walked ahead, having been left behind by a few paces.

Minho glared at you, taking a few steps to catch up with you,

"That was mean of you." He said and you took a side glance at him to see a frown on his face and you sighed once again,

"Thank you so much Minho, whatever would I have done if it weren't for your presence."

You grinned widely, blinking your eyes forcefully as you fluttered your eyelashes.

Before he could speak again, you turned forward and rolled your eyes, continuing your hike.

When you reached the top view, you could see the entire city of Seoul and just how mesmerizing it looked.

As a whole it looked breathtaking, the tall buildings and the miniature figures doing about their own things, the sky's colours contrasting the shades, the sun setting slowly as the last warmth of it bled on your face.

You didn't even notice Minho was right beside you, admiring the city view as well. Though his eyes naturally drifted towards you, even if he never wanted them to but it seemed like second nature to him now, his eyes finding you anytime you were around.

Your own sparked as you took in the little details of the view, unknowingly a smile forming on your face making the tiny depths form on your cheeks. Your hair slightly moving from the soft breeze and you'd laugh at the timing but you didn't notice that as you were too in your own world.

Blinking, he felt his own heart flutter as he whispered so tenderly, you probably wouldn't have heard him if he weren't next to you,

"Beautiful, you really are beautiful."

Looking beside you, you were once again left speechless when you saw who it was, and pretended you didn't hear, asking

"Sorry what was that?"

That seemed to snap him out of his gaze as he looked in front, coughing into his hand, sounding more fake than real,

"Uh, I meant that the view is really beautiful! Yeah the view…" He looked to the other side to make sure you wouldn't see the redness forming on his face.

You just nodded at him, turning your attention back in front of you,

"It is, isn't it? It was definitely worth the hike!"

You beamed as you put your hands on your hips, happy with the end result of the exhausting hike.

"Anyways we should be heading down now, if we were to reach before nightfall."

You paused looking around and found Q and Dae already looking at you both, you waved them over.

"Q! Dae! Why didn't I see both during the hike up?"

"Maybe cause someone wouldn't leave you and your attention was on him mostly." Q murmured to which, luckily you didn't seem to catch what he said as you raised an eyebrow.

Dae nudged Q with his elbow on his stomach, to which Q hissed in a little pain.

"That was so unnecessary!" Dae still kept his smile,

"What he meant was, you seem preoccupied but really we were trailing behind too." He told, his eyes shifting to Minho's for one second when he said preoccupied and you noticed this.

"Well let's all go together for the hike down?"

Minho wanted to protest but he realised it'd probably seem suspicious and knowing how his best friends were, they'd figure it and look into this more than he would like them too.

Plus he wasn't entirely sure why he detested the idea of not being able to be with you only for the hike down.

He hated your guts didn't he? He only just…taught you were too clumsy and stupid, as well as unserious.

At least that was what he kept convincing himself, yet it was far more obvious to everyone around you except yourselves that there was definitely more than just animosity.

And as you began going down the steps, you almost tripped as your leg got caught in a root but lucky for you, there was Minho by your other side, who'd pulled your arm to make sure you didn't fall right on your face.

"Seriously if it weren't for me, you'd probably end up dead by now."

His hand still on your arm, the contact making you feel warmer than you should and for a second your eyes drifted towards his lips as you thought about just how close you were to him.

You pulled away your arm and gulped, nodding at his words nonchalantly as you couldn't get the image of his lips out of your mind, as much as you hated it.

Q and Dae again, shared a look as if silently communicating,

Yep, there's more to this than just animosity.

THE FIFTH TIME.

Frowning at the big red F on your Korean Literature test, you felt like bursting into tears.

Really it wasn't your fault you were bad at adjusting to the language, after all it'd only been a few months since you were taught about it afresh.

Kitty sighed at your frowny face, texting your shared group chat about canceling today's movie night for the time being, your phone on silent since you'd gotten the test.

kitty loml 💗 : guys no movie night today, y/n's not feeling too well :((((

You didn't even notice it but Minho immediately texted in the group chat when he read the message.

minhoe 👹 : what happened????

dae my bae 🥳 : wow look who spawned in this "lame gc" 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

👑 : ohhh he's right tho but srsly what happened? are they alright???

kitty loml 💗 : Korean Lit happened 😶

👑 : Ohhhh yikes.

Kitty set aside her phone and looked back at you before you spoke,

"What am I doing wrong? I'm trying my best and it just seems pointless now." You feel tears of frustration forming as you yanked the paper away because it just seemed like the red mark was taunting you.

"Y/N, you know it's not your fault, Korean is really hard to learn afresh and see your Korean is way better than mine already!"

She tried cheering you up and you just shook your head.

"No Kitty, I've been learning this longer than you have and it's not even helping me at all if this is the end result!" You wiped harshly at the tears that poured out, your voice snapping at the end.

You sighed as you saw Kitty flinch, not in fear but more so in surprise because she didn't expect you to snap, yet she knew everyone had their own days.

Exhaling softy, you spoke "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap, I'll just…I'm going to take a shower to cool down."

Before she could reply, you turned away, walking to your room, before you slammed your door shut harsher than you wished.

👑 : how's the situation?

kitty loml 💗 : wellll they've gone to take a shower now, but they are pretty upset.

👑 : oh that's not great.

minhoe 👹 : wait guys, what flavour of Pocky was their favourite again? Cookies and cream or chocolate?

kitty loml 💗 : y r u asking this out of nowhere and I'm pretty sure it's just plain chocolate.

dae my bae 🥳 : oh wait didn't you read the previous messages? anyways it was a pretty long thing but in short Minho went to the grocery store to get some snacks for Y/N cause he's "sure" they haven't eaten yet because of how 'forgetful" they are

👑 : code for comfort snacks for an upset y/n to make them feel better because i care but won't admit it.

minhoe 👹 : gosh you all are do fuckinf annoying

kitty loml 💗 : and you are so fucking whipped

👑 : oop pretty sure i can see him blushing all the way from here

dae my bae 🥳 : he just cussed out loud and now we're getting glared at by some grandma, good going minHOE 👹

slayest of the slayers 🙏 : lol

👑 : OMGFJZJZ HIII HELLO R U OKAYY???

kitty loml 💗 : i thought the giggles were me going insane but it was you okay.

slayest of the slayers 🙏 : one way to say i live in ur mind 😈😈 and yes Q, i am fine for now at least, I'll figure out how to conqure this stupid subject somehow.

minhoe 👹 : plzzz it'd be like having a demon in ur head

👑 : YOU shouldn't say that when y/n is probably in ur mind all day and also feel free to message any of us for help when u need it!

You turned off your phone, laughing as you heard the notifications in your group chat blow up.

You'd gotten out of the shower, feeling way better than you had but still just choosing to lay in your bed when you noticed your notifications were piling up.

You giggled when you read through the chats, intervening and feeling your heart at ease when you thought about your friends worrying over you and checking up on you.

You were grateful to have found them, especially considering you were so new and awkward when you joined KISS, thinking you'd never make friends but now you could proudly say you loved them with all you had.

Though as you laid, gazing up at the celing lit up with lights from outside, you thought of one particular person whose actions nowadays made you more confused than anything.

It was Minho, of course.

Lately it seemed he'd taken a place in your mind, ironically having flashbacks to your conversation in the group chat about you occupying his mind but it was more of the opposite on your side.

At least that was what you thought.

You thought over every gesture of his, everytime he seemed to show he cared but then you recalled his harsh words those times and stepped back a bit from your fantasies.

He was too different anyways, a star out of your reach, a boundary you feared to cross, a line that was the more blatant.

So why did your heart feel heavier at the idea of him being out of league?

You gulped when you mentally weighed your options, closing your eyes and thinking of his annoying smirk but even more his annoyingly pretty smile that was rare but when you did see it, it did something to you that made you feel all fuzzy. His annoying hair that always had strands misplaced which you always itched the urged to tuck them back gently, his soft lips, his eyes-

A knock on your door woke you up and you got up putting your hand on your chest.

The pattering in it making it feel like you just ran a whole marathon.

You rose up and quietly walked to your door.

You think you almost puked your guts out of nervousness when you saw who was on the other end.

"You need to check on your messaging skills." You stayed frozen as Minho pushed you aside and entered your room as though he owned the place. It was like something he had that once he entered a room, it naturally became his place.

You noticed he had a bag of something in his hands and you remembered the texts in the group chats.

"Oh wait, did you really?" You asked pointing towards the bag,as he plopped down on your bed, looking at you while rolling his eyes.

"Of course, I know you'd probably starve yourself if you could, that's why I bought something for you." He said and you made your way towards him, a little skeptical and your nerves didn't seem to have calmed.

You sat down beside him, a bit of distance between you two yet you still felt a bit dizzy considering this was probably the first time he'd been in your room.

He pushed the bag towards you, looking at you expectantly.

"Here, it's mostly what you like, as far as I know." You looked through the assortment and indeed, it was like all of your favourites in one.

Your mind couldn't wrap around the fact that it was Minho out of everyone that remembered all your favorite snacks. A little detail but you found it fluttering when someone would remember the smallest things about you. Only this time it felt like your heart would jump out of your chest as you thought about this.

"Well, are you feeling better now?" You snapped your head towards him, nodding absentmindedly.

"Look. Since I am feeling nice, I'll help you out. I can tutor you between 5-7 every Wednesday and Friday at the library. I checked your schedule and saw you were also free those days-"

"Wait what? Where did you even get my schedule???" You genuinely asked confused trying to comprehend his words.

"Out of all that, that's what you want to know?" Rolling his eyes, he crossed his arms "I saw it during the start of the year, to see which classes I'd have to tolerate you in and mentally prepare myself for."

"..." You narrowed your eyes at him suspiciously.

"Oh…Kay?" You said more so questionably, wondering if you'd ever invest your time in someone like that, especially if it were someone you don't like.

He got up to leave, not wanting to embarrass himself more than he thought he did.

"Well uh…I am gonna go now, don't be late! Or I swear I'm never doing anything nice for your dumbass ever again!Don't forget to eat those, seriously I spent money and my precious time in those." He rushed to your door, turning back one last time to you.

"...Just…just next time, ask for help when you need it alright? And it's okay to not do well at times even if you do your best, sometimes it's not your fault." He looked at you expectantly to which you just nodded, still flabbergasted by his actions since he arrived.

He gave one last nod and turned around, slamming the door closed.

What the fuck just happened ?

You asked more so to yourself as you looked the bag in your hands, Minho's words ringing in your head, him offering to tutor you, actually telling you he'd be tutoring you.

Just him. Him and his…kind gestures?

You groaned, setting the bag down beside your bed and falling flat on your bed.

You stared at the ceiling looking for answers for questions you didn't even know about.

And suddenly a sentence rang through your mind.

Gasping loudly as you sat up, wide eyed as an epiphany hit you,

Fuck.

I think I like him.

I like Minho.

THAT ONE TIME.

As a normal person would when they come to be able to identify the confusion and chaos their mind was in and why they were in that state, you did one thing.

Avoid it and the cause of it.

In other words, as a way to deal with the realization of your liking, you decided to just avoid Minho at all costs, at least until it would come to bite you eventually.

You knew your friends noticed your behavior, how you'd basically changed routes and even certain classes, pouring excuses like you couldn't study during that time and it was better to change.

The new revelation caused a lot of changes in the way you saw of his actions. It definitely didn't help when you would recall at the times he'd done them late in the night and it would leave you with a hope that was only growing higher.

Only to come crashing down when you would think about how he might not even see you in the same way, maybe it was just as a friend.

Frenemies.

A term you learnt and as much as you felt like it certainly fit your dynamic, it still left a bitter afterthought that you hated because you knew you wanted more.

Much more.

As you sat down in a cafeteria in Seoul to study, yes you'd gone that far as to avoid studying at the campus just to avoid bumping into Minho.

And to your misfortune,Minho did notice though, how you didn't show up to the library for your planned study session that you'd confirmed but cancelled last minute, how you didn't even reply to messages in the group chat, excuses like you were busy with work and assignments.

He'd scoff when you pulled that excuse, as if you weren't in the same grade and didn't have the same workload. When he would ask Kitty or Q or anyone actually, they'd also have similar answers, not knowing where you were or you were locked in your room most of the time when Kitty would come to ask you for anything.

You felt guilty for avoiding your friends like that, even Minho didn't deserve that especially considering he'd even offered to help you.

With a sigh, you opened your books and tried to study at least until it was near time to go back to your dorms.

[ a few hours later ]

After a somewhat successful study session of you attempting to finish your Korea Lit assignment that'd been eating your brains quite literally as you felt a headache forming when you realized you didn't understand anything, you decided you had enough.

Groaning exhaustedly, you winded up your books and packed them, deciding it was time to just head back, frankly there'd been so much on your mind you were pretty sure that was probably one of the major reasons you didn't understand anything academic related.

Or you were just terrible at Korean Literature and really should have just stepped in your ego and crushed it when Minho offered to help you and gone to his tutoring lessons.

But noo you just had to have an epiphany that you really liked him, in a romantic way that same day he offered.

Deciding you deserved some kind of reward for tolerating and trying at least, you took a little detour to the grocery store that was along the way.

Purchasing a lychee moju moju along with some small snacks to eat, you quickly rushed to head back to campus before Kitty came back to your dorms from the library.

Memorizing her schedule so as to know when to avoid her became a part of your routine, a benefit was it was quite similar to the rest of them so you could also avoid them all at once. At least until you were ready.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't even notice something in front of you until it was too late.

And when you took a step and a loud hiss followed that scared you so bad,you literally tripped on your own feet and fell straight to the hard concrete, face first.

Luckily you'd been able to divert your face sideways so to make sure there'd be less of an impact on your precious nose.

Now it was your turn to hiss as you groaned, rising on your hands to get up slowly.

The right side of your face was the one that had contact with the ground so it hurt like a fucking bitch when you tried to move.

As you rose up to your feet, you caressed the side of your injured face and winced when you felt something warm and wet.

Sighing exhaustedly when you indeed saw it was blood.

You're such a clumsy ass.

Words unknowingly flashed in your mind, words that a certain someone once told you and back then you were annoyed but now you felt that they really were right.

As much as it hurts your ego to admit that.

Suddenly you saw something small moving in the corner of your eye, the street being lit up only by street lights placed around five meters apart.

As you moved closer, you hoped this wasn't a grave mistake and you were not walking to your own death.

As you removed your phone from your left pocket to flash your flashlight because it had been in an area where the streetlight did not cover the range hence it was sort of dark.

You braced yourself for the worse,

Okay calm down, you can run for it and you'll save your—

Wait.

What?

You deadpanned once you saw what was hidden in the dark.

It was a cat.

A brown and black one and it was caressing its tail, hissing at you once you flashed your phone at it.

You connected the dots and sighed in relief, knowing it wasn't a murderer and it wasn't a trap; rather you had likely stepped on its tail when you didn't notice it in front of you due to its color being less visible in the dark spot.

A sense of guilt crept up on you when you thought about how you must have hurt it, even if it was unintentionally.

Deciding you'd help it, at least by giving it something to eat, you grabbed your grocery bag that sadly laid out splayed out.

Knowing you didn't have anything cat friendly to feed, you pointed at it as if talking to it.

"I'll be back! Stay here."

Turning around and making a second round trip to the grocery store, not even realizing it was nearing dangerously close to your curfew.

You didn't even notice the look of pure concern on the cashier's face, having forgotten your injuries both as a result of adrenaline basically numbing the pain and also you being in a hurry when you noted the time.

Surprisingly the cat was still in its spot, eyes closed and sitting with its head tilted who you knelt down to it.

You opened the can of tuna and your nose scrunched in disgust at the smell, but someone else was delighted as it leaned forward immediately.

Chuckling at the cat's eagerness, you placed it on the ground and it dived right in, devouring the tuna.

"You probably haven't eaten in a while huh?"

Gazing at the cat with sympathy and speaking as if the cat would understand you, you sighed sadly.

As one would when seeing a cat, you moved your hand to pet its head, but just as you were about to touch it, it decided you were the enemy.

Hissing at you, you didn't even get to avoid it when it swiped it's paw at your hand.

It wasn't too deep, but it definitely left a mark and oh it also definitely hurt, burned as well.

You pulled your hand, seeing the scratch mark deep enough to draw blood and once again groaned in pain.

The swipe was right on your fingers, moving across from your index to your pinky.

And it was beginning to bleed fast.

"Wow so you definitely aren't fond of physical affection." Wincing in pain as now it began to burn even more, you moved behind, pushing the can with your uninjured hand.

"Fine fine I'll leave you be." You told it gently, noticing it had retreated behind.

You got up while pressing your palm to the scratched fingers, making sure it wouldn't just began bleeding badly out of nowhere.

Shit I probably don't even have a first aid kit.

Today could not get any worse.

And you probably jinxed that as you looked the wristwatch in your left hand for the time.

8:45 pm

A whole twenty minutes passed curfew.

Fuck, you were so screwed now.

You facepalmed yourself only to almost scream in pain as you accidentally hit the right side of your injured forehead.

Great I probably look like I got beat up.

You began walking as fast as you could, your bag seeming heavier as you'd stuff everything including your grocery into it.

Please please please let the advisor not be there right now for checking.

As you reached the gates, you sighed in relief seeing they were still open but slowed down to see if there were any guards around.

It felt like you were suddenly thrown into a secret mission, one to avoid getting caught and possibly getting a suspension for being out so late.

Your wound had stopped bleeding profusely when you'd pulled the sleeve of your sweater over it, engulfing your hand completely.

It pained you to ruin that sweater but you could just buy a new one, hopefully.

Hiding behind a streetlight that was a few meters away from the gatez you scanned your surroundings ahead.

You could almost hear the James Bond theme music playing in your head.

You didn't spot any guards around and the gate was open, so you did the one thing only a true spy could possibly dare to do.

Make a run for it.

Ducking your head down and using the sleeve of your sweater to cover your face, you ran as fast as you could inside, trying to make as minimal noise as you could.

That was not the case when the grovel beneath crunched as you made a run for it and you cussed at yourself internally, praying no one was around.

Lucky for you, your dorm was nearer to the entrance and you felt like bursting out in tears of joy when you neared the building.

Running up the steps, you paid no mind to anyone around you.

"Wait, is anyone still out?! It's almost nine come on guys!"

Eyes widening when you realized you made a grave mistake assuming no one was in the hallways, you turned the opposite direction of your room as footsteps began nearing.

Shit, I need to hide.

Being in this crisis was possibly the worst rotten cherry on top of your nightmarish sundae.

Suddenly, you registered this wasn't your hallway, heck you'd entered the wrong building in a moment of stupidity.

This was the boys dorm building when you noticed the familiar numbers.

Wait a minute.

Your eyes scanned for a number you'd seen countless times by now as you slowly but quickly moved ahead. The footsteps had gotten slow and you knew Alex was in the other hallway, probably looking for who was around.

Grinning when the familiar number was on the door, you didn't think much and just knocked harshly.

"Q! It's Y/N, I'll explain everything but please I'll get caught if you don't open right now!"

Whispering harshly into the door in a panicky tone, you knocked rapidly making sure it wasn't too loud.

You were sure your heart almost dropped out of your chest when you heard the footsteps approaching your direction again.

Your hand dropped to your side as you looked in the direction of Alex heading and you didn't even realize the door had already opened.

You almost yelped so loudly when you felt a tug on your arm pulling you inside. The grip on your arm was strong enough to just drag you inside and you closed your eyes out of fear.

You were pinned behind the door, your back pressing into it as a large hand covered your hand to prevent the yelp out of your mouth. The person's other hand was on your waist to prevent you from falling straight to the ground.

You listened closely to the footsteps and sighed in temporary relief when they passed the dorm.

Only now did you grimace in pain,the hand on your mouth unknowingly hurting the injuries on your face,you reached your hand to tug it out of your face.

The person immediately backed away the moment you grimaced, it was so quick as if they'd been burnt by you. You almost fell over as you'd lean your entire weight on them.

"What the actual fuck happened to you?"

A familiar voice asked in both astonishment and even a hint of anger.

Your eyes were still shut, collecting yourself before you opened them as you relaxed briefly.

You had to blink twice when you noticed who was in front of you.

"Oh…it's you." You murmured, looking anywhere else but at Minho the moment you perceived it was him the whole time.

He scanned your entire face, obviously noticing the blood as well as the bruise, as his eyes lowered, he also saw the blood on your sweater sleeve, your hand now free and the visible marks bleeding once again from being exposed to sudden movement.

When he first heard you, he'd been laying on the couch scrolling on his phone, bored because Q had chosen to spend the night at Florian's, having the place to himself for tonight.

He swore he felt his heart drop when he heard you panicking tone on the other side and didn't even care if it was the first time he'd seen in two weeks of nothing, he pulled you in and when he heard you almost yell, he just placed his palm to shut you up as he heard the footsteps pass by.

He didn't mean to scare you but at the moment, all he could really think about was who even or what even happened to you.

"Who did this to you?" His tone seemed aggressive as he questioned in a deeper voice than usual. Well usual was also deep but it was something you got used to.

You'd become frozen the moment he spoke, not knowing what to say, a little embarrassed at how you ended up in this situation. He stepped forward, straightening up instinctively in alarm.

His eyebrows furrowed in question as he pushed his tongue to the side, lowering his head to your level, now near eye level with you, your eyes following his every movement.

You tried not to flinch too harshly when he grazed his fingertips on your cheek and lip, where you'd gotten hurt as well as the place near you eye and eyebrow.

"Uh, so like you see, it looks worse than what actually happened so really it isn't too big of a deal—"

Stepping back a bit, he looked at you ridiculously

"Not too big of a deal ?!" He questioned as if daring you to say it again,

"You must be kidding me right now." He laughed humorlessly as he ran his hand through his hair and you tried not to stare like an idiot.

And as cliche as it could be getting, you felt light headed as you tried to keep your balance. Blinking harshly to keep your eyes open, you almost fell forward when you took a step but this time Minho was able to catch you in time.

"Hey, hey, don't faint on me right now okay? Let's just get you seated first."

You leaned your weight on him as he held you with one arm, he'd move beside you to make you comfortable as he slowly walked you to the couch. Before he laid you down, he removed your bag from your shoulders and put it aside, to make sure you'd be able to lay more properly.

You sighed in both relief and exhaustion when you finally sat down.

"Wait I'll be back."

He recalled the first aid kit he had in his drawer and went to get it as soon as he could.

You shut your eyes, tiredness overwhelming you, not only from the adrenaline high getting over but also from the mental exhaustion that'd you'd been having since the whole mess.

You opened your eyes when you felt a weight beside you, Minho sitting down with a first aid kit in his hand.

He opened it to remove a bottle of hydrogen peroxide that made you scrunch your nose a little in disgust at the color and some cotton pads, band-aids, and a roll of bandage.

You noticed they were hello kitty ones, the same ones you used and that thought made you smile even for a brief moment.

"You really got this ones too?" You asked softly and Minho turned to look at you, looking at the band aids in awe and snorted at your expression.

"You are here, almost on the verge of passing out but you are questioning whether I have the same hello kitty band aids you have? And to answer your question, yes."

"Gotta keep those priorities in check."

He rolled his eyes as he soaked the cotton pad with the hydrogen peroxide, the familiar deep brown color showing.

He gently took your hand and began to clean the wound.

Hissing loudly, you sat more straight about to pull away but he still kept the grip on your arm.

"It's okay, it'll hurt a bit, just hold on for a sec." Minho gently said to you as he focused on cleaning it, laying your hand on your lap and taking another cotton pad when the current one got used enough.

As much as you wanted to cuss out loud, you decided to put your focus elsewhere, choosing his face was the perfect place for that.

His eyes were as soft as his touch, you didn't think he'd be this gentle with you but here you were, him tending to your wounds, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as his jaw was unknowingly clenched in the same focus.

"Sorry." You blurted out of nowhere, the guilt from everything piling up one by one, from the fact that you'd been ignoring him for two weeks only to show up after and him having to tend to your injuries when he could have just kicked you out.

He briefly made eye contact with you, wiping the now cleaner cuts with a dry cotton pad, and opening the kit again to remove a tube of antibiotic ointment.

The coolness of the ointment made you almost breath out of relief but you were still tense because Minho hadn't said anything yet.

"I get that you must be…angry with me. It's reasonable but I have my own reasons, I think they are pretty valid if you want to hear them out?" 

You finished, your throat closing up afterwards and you felt like you'd pass out from how fast your heart began beating.

"How did you get injured like this? First, tell me that." He finally spoke, wrapping a sterile white bandage around your fingers after the ointment.

He carefully finished wrapping and tied a knot, making sure it wasn't too tight as he looked at you questionably, to which you shook your head.

"It's stupid. Really." 

"I know you're stupid but—"

"I fell." You let the cat out of the bag and diverted your gaze, his movements pausing to process your words as if he heard wrong.

"Don't lie to me. Did someone bully you and beat you up—"

"I was coming to the dorms from my "study" session at the cafe that's like twenty minutes away from here, when I went to the grocery store for…stuff. And after I got what I needed, I was heading here and I was uh…preoccupied with something that I didn't see what was infront of me, so I stepped on it and then I tripped on my own feet and next thing I know my face was kissing the ground, then when—"

"You're telling me this was all because of your clu—"

"LET ME FINISH!" 

Minho shut up after that and pressed his lips into a thin line while you continued,

"As I was saying, I couldn't see what it was and it already hid in the dark when I flashed my phone's light, I saw it was a cat and then I felt bad for stepping on its tail, I went back and got some tuna for it at the store, I gave it to her but I think she was still upset so when I went to pet her, she scratched my fingers, which is why my hand is also injured."

"And oh, I ended up here by accident because I entered your dorm building while I was making a run for it and realized it too late, I didn't want to get caught so I thought of just asking whether I could hide in your dorm until the advisors stopped their rounds."

You breathed out heavily, your chest hurting from the lack of oxygen for saying all that in one go but you didn't want to embarrass yourself by thinking too much about it and just wanted to let it all out in go.

You moved your gaze back to Minho's when you noticed how quiet he'd gotten afterwards, having been looking somewhere else when telling how you got in this situation.

Narrowing your eyes at him suspiciously, he averted his gaze elsewhere while you scanned his expression.

"You can laugh if you want to." Sighing you finally said and that seemed to work as Minho laughed at you.

You deadpanned him as he spoke in between his laughing "You are really the biggest klutz I have known, I mean all this all because of a cat?!"

Rolling your eyes, you lightly frowned and Minho noticing this, began calming down,

"Okay, Okay I won't laugh, I'm sorry." He breathed out as he cleared his throat and looked at you, biting his bottom lip to stop the giggles as he saw your expressions.

"Are we done here? I have to go back to my room too—"

"I haven't even treated your face yet!" 

Now it was your turn to shut up and you slightly pouted at his scolding tone, 

"As hilarious as your little story is…you need to be more careful. Like this is kinda crazy to get hurt like this by just falling."

"Okay, mum got it." You mocked him and he glared at you, pressing the soaked cotton pad onto your cheek out of nowhere.

"YOU BITCH! WARN SOMEONE NEXT TIME—"

"You should have already known—"

"You KNOW WHAT FUCK YO—"

He ignored you as he continued to clean up your wound, your words being replaced with quite literally having to bite your tongue to control the hisses of pain.

"Now, now please shut up and stay still." 

You wanted to cuss at him again, claiming this was abuse but the look on his face challenged you to dare to pipe up again.

Instead, you just sighed in exhaustion, letting him finish his unnecessary kind act that was again questionable if it were out of his supposed kindness or convenience.

"Now there, all done." He placed the final hello kitty band-aid on your lip corner gently and you wished you could smile but that felt like a terrible idea as you remembered that even lifting up the corner of your right side made a sharp pain shoot up your lip.

"Thank you…I guess." You murmured softly to which a smug smile formed on his face, 

"I didn't hear you, could you please repeat that for me?" He pretended to be in thought of what you said when he clearly heard you due to your proximity.

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms and swallowing down the bitter taste on your tongue, having to put your ego down a little at this point.

"I said." 

"Thank you for this. Thank you for…helping me. Even when you didn't need to." 

Even if you couldn't see it because you'd been looking elsewhere but him, he had a tiny smile on his face as he watched you.

"Anytime clumsy idiot, if it weren't me to handle your clumsy ass, then who?" 

It was probably meant as a joke, maybe a taunt even but your heart took it in a different way as you felt the familiar butterflies flutter.

"Minho seriously stop it, you shouldn't just say things like that." 

He'd begun winding up the first aid kit and the extra stuff that was there, when he heard you say that under your breath, which made him stop his task.

"Things like what?" He faced you now, his body in your direction as you froze up.

"Oh you know what I mean…stuff that can be taken into….a different context by…people." You awkwardly said, trying to dodge your way out of what you actually meant.

"Do enlightenment me, you know about the context of this." He leaned in closer to you, a smirk forming on his face and you frowned, gulping thinking of what to say next.

"Uhm…well." Biting your lip in thought, the floor seemed like a better place to focus at.

Minho's eyes softened at that, deciding he'd rather not tease you more.

"You know, I still don't get why you have been ignoring me for two weeks. Actually, everyone for two weeks." He blurted out what he really wanted to ask since he'd been able to talk to you properly after this long.

"At first, I thought that maybe you were busy but after the first 4-5 days, I figured you'd been purposefully avoiding me." He said as he looked down and you could feel the guilt creeping up all over again.

"Look. What is something I did?" He asked you with a tone of regret looking at you to see if your expression would reveal anything and as you held eye contact, what made you snap was the sincerity in them.

"No! No, it's not you…well, it is about you but not because of you? It's me though! I am the problem here." Staring at him got too much so you just decided to stand up and avoid looking at him when you spoke. The proximity was also getting to your head and the musky yet expensive smell he wore was suddenly so strong it made you dizzy.

You began racing back and forth in that small space, as you thought of how to explain and you didn't even grasp you'd been rambling the whole time, your hands moving in gestures as actions to your words.

"I sort of just noticed something about me and it got a lot since I never really felt like that way and it's crazy because it is also unexpected—"

Minho stood up and stood in front of you, holding you by your shoulders, genuine concern on his face when he scanned your distressed look.

"Okay calm down, if you don't feel comfortable explaining anything right now, you can just rest and you can tell when you do feel like it."

"No."

He raised an eyebrow at your answer and you continued,

"I think… I want to say it." 

He dropped his hands from your shoulders, letting them rest by his sides as you looked into his eyes.

For that moment, you just now perceived how close you were to him, taking in how handsome he truly was, you never admitted it but it was very obvious.

Your eyes momentarily paused on his lips, maybe looking at them for longer than one should and before you could trail your gaze lower to the dip of his throat in his hoodie, you paused at his Adam's apple that bobbed up and down as he swallowed.

Even though he'd been the one who got close to you like this, Minho still felt a little nervous when you looked up at him like the way you were right now.

"Turn around." You ordered before you could even think about it and confusion flooded his face.

"I won't be able to say it while looking at you so please."

Pausing for a brief second, he turned on his heel now facing the greenish bluish wall.

"You know if you want to confess to a murder, you don't need to be afraid, I'll help you hide—"

"I think I'm in love with you." You exclaimed, ignoring his words as you stared at the back of his head.

He was not that taller than you, just by a few inches or so but it was just the right height.

Immediately, you noticed him shut up and tense up as his shoulders straightened.

"I personally never thought it'd be you out of all people but fuck, it's not like your heart lets you decide who you should fall in love with." You tugged at the uninjured hand's sleeve while you used your other to brush your hair behind your ear.

"As cheesy as that sounds. I don't know when it happened or how it happened but I do know when I knew. It was when you bought food for me when I was upset and it was everything I liked. Or maybe it was when despite being cold yourself, you'd offered me your sweater and gosh you just know how to pull at one's strings don't you?"

"I'll admit though, I was annoyed by you and your…attitude and I still will be but it's just that, crazily enough I think that's just one of the reasons I fell for you."

"You're many things Minho, stupid, annoying as fuck, bitchy at times as well, but you're also sweet and caring when you want to be. And now I am just rambling at this point so I'll just shut up."

You pressed your lips into a thin line, the ground a great place to put your attention, your cheeks warming up and you swore you felt like you'd faint then and there.

It was like the atmosphere took a change after your confession and momentary rant. A lingering silence that felt loud and you really didn't know what to think.

Can I die at this moment right now? Dropping dead sounds so tempting.

"..."

"...can I uh…turn around now? To you know…talk?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously your eyes snapped to him, widening when you recalled that he was still facing the wall.

Groaning at the fact that you forgot he was not facing you, you coughed out awkwardly,

"Yeah! Of course…you can."

You held your breath as you waited for him to turn around, and when he did, you couldn’t even look at him.

Minho honestly didn’t know what to think, say or do.

Because what can you say after the person you’ve been pining over since the past few months suddenly confessed their apparently reciprocated love to you?

He thought he’d been doing a decent job hiding his feelings so he doesn’t need to face the brutal rejection fear we all get when we have a crush on our supposed ‘enemy’. But it got harder for him as time went by, and soon enough he found himself completely head over heels for you.

Taking his obvious silence as your answer, your heart grew heavier at the lack of response and you spoke up, breaking the blanket of quietness.

“I suppose you don’t feel the same way so I should probably just go anyways it’s getting late, just…forget I said anything-”

You began to slowly take a few steps back, making sure you wouldn’t fall and injure yourself again,

Minho’s head sharply turned towards you as his eyes widened in alarm, “Wait! You didn’t even let me say anything!”

Pausing in your steps before you could swiftly turn for the door and exit as quick as you could, now a sheepish look on your face as you saw his slightly annoyed and alarmed look.

“Well, I just assumed your silence was an answer?”

He crossed his arms now a few feet away from you as he was already making his way towards you.

“There you go again with you and your assumptions! You really should let someone speak at least.” He sighed rubbing the gap between his brows with his index finger.

He moved closer to you, now only an arm's length away from you, “Look at me, please?”

You had to raise your head a little to look him in the eyes and you felt like you could get lost in them, one hand was on your side, clenched in a fist out of nervousness.

“Who said I didn’t feel the same?” He asked so casually as if asking for your name and you could only gape at him at the implications.

“Because I definitely know that,” He gulped as he looked down at you, feeling like his heart might just jump out of his chest at what he was about to say.

“I am in love with you, maybe a little or by a whole lot. A whole lot I swear I can feel my heart jump just at your presence. I didn’t say anything because honestly, I thought this was another dream I was having, I had to pinch myself to make sure. But I do feel the same, possibly more than you ever will.” 

Your jaw might as well have been on the floor at his unexpected confession, frankly, yours was also something you didn’t think you were going to say, but you said it because you couldn’t keep it in you anymore.

“Hold on, what do you mean by another dream?” You narrowed your eyes at him suspiciously, deciding to mess around with him but in reality, you were soaring and your heart probably long leaped out of you in pure euphoria.

“Out of all that, you picked up on only that?!? Did you just- just completely dismiss the fact that I am in love with you as well?!”

Giggling at his expression, you couldn’t contain your happiness as he fell for your joke and once he realised that he glared at you half-heartedly,

“You think you’re so funny huh? Do you even know how hard it was for me to say that? I almost fainted for fucks sake!”

You laughed even more at that, having to hold your stomach with one hand as you leaned forward and at the sound of your laughter, his own smile he’d been trying to control showed as he rolled his eyes at you, shaking his head.

“You seriously know how to make a guy have a heart attack.” 

At this, you looked up at him stepping even closer as you bopped his nose,

“But you literally just confessed to being in love with me and you can’t take back what you said now.”

A comical squeak arose from you as he wrapped his arms around your waist out of nowhere pulling you closer, gently moving your injured hand on his shoulder to make sure you didn’t get hurt and you moved your other one around his neck.

It wasn’t like he’d never touched you, but still, the spark of electricity shooting through your entire body didn’t change one bit and it felt the same for him as the warmth radiating from you seemed to engulf him as well.

Staring at him, your eyes trailed to his lips and you moved closer, wanting to just,

Before you could even close the distance, you felt a finger on your lips and heard him whisper to you,

“No, no, you can’t kiss me right now, as much as I want to, you first need to let this heal.” He tenderly poked the right corner of your lip where you’d forgotten you were hurt at the moment.

Pouting slightly at that, Minho chuckled and before you could whine, he swiftly leaned forward and pecked your lips, lingering for a second before pulling back,

“That’s all you get, for now.” Sighing you just nodded, knowing it was for the best.

“You know you still have to make up to me for ignoring me for two weeks, I mean not only me but I’m sure Kitty’s ready to kick your ass as well, I heard she was planning to threaten to burn  your giraffe socks if you didn’t talk to her.”

Suddenly a realisation hit you when you remembered something,

“IS THAT WHY I CAN’T FIND THEM SINCE THE PAST TWO DAYS?!?”

“...I suppose she’s already executed her plan.”

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# tsukishima kei - no words exchanged

a/n = i had two bigger tests today and i studied for both of them a lot BUT i think i did well?? let's hope so cuz i'll die if i end up failing them fr... ALSO idk abt this one cuz i didn't have much time to write lately (which resulted in me being dissatisfied with everything i write) but i hope you like it anyways ^^

summary = a school project finally bonds you with the tall blonde from your friend group.

warnings = none tbh, except for kinda ooc tsukki?

if someone had no bigger knowledge of tsukishima kei as a person, they would immediately assume he was greatly annoyed by your presence.

your rambling seemed to not have an end, the excitement in your voice and sparkly eyes clearly indicating just how into the conversation you really were. tsukishima glanced over to your side for a spare second, the sight of you happily explaining something to hinata and yamaguchi in a high-pitched voice gracing his eyes, taking in every bit of emotion in your face, every word you said.

ever since you became karasuno's manager along with yachi, tsukishima has been stuck with that weird feeling inside his gut, one that he so desperately tried to get rid of from the very moment he made notice of it. he couldn't afford himself to waste time on such stupid things as love; or maybe, more precisely, he didn't want to admit to himself he was actually feeling that way towards someone.

on the contrary, you actively thought that tsukishima kei hated you.

for you, the quick glances he stole your way were nothing but an indicator of being annoyed by the amount of words that left your mouth, and it didn't help you were the only person he never directed his snarky comments to. in fact, he didn't even speak to you, almost at all; aside from an occasional small talk with him and yamaguchi or greeting you at school.

out of your entire friend group, it was always the most awkward between you two, a surprising fact when you considered that even someone such as kageyama talked with tsukishima more in his life than you have. and if you were being completely honest, it made you a tad bit sad.

and if things couldn't get worse than they already were, a project for chemistry class with random partners hit you like a smack to the face.

"it's a good thing, though, don't you think so, yamaguchi?" yachi's voice echoed from beside you, the dark-haired boy giving her a nod and a little hum in response. "maybe the two of you will finally bond a little."

"yeah, if we even exchange a word." you murmured, feet carrying you to your locker as you took out the books you needed for your next class.

you couldn't deny that maybe yachi was right. maybe it was the chance you needed to finally break the ice of awkwardness between you two, to finally act like actual friends.

as you parted your ways with yachi, the blonde girl going to her class, your eyes caught a glimpse of a different blonde, much taller, walking out of the bathroom and towards you and yamaguchi.

"[name]."

you almost flinched at the sound of your name from his mouth, and yet something in the way he said it sounded so warm and familiar. your eyes met his as you fully turned your body around towards the boy, head turned slightly upward as you waited for him to continue speaking.

"we should probably meet after school sometime this week to do the project."

you fiddled with your fingers as you stood in tsukishima's doorway, an unsure look on your face as you tried your best not to overthink the situation too much. it couldn't go wrong, right? it's just a project for school. maybe you and him will actually get along.

as you caught a glimpse of tsukishima's frame on the other side of the door, a small smile appeared on your face, the boy waiting for you to take off your shoes before motioning for you to follow him, heading inside his room.

not a word exchanged.

his room was none other than what you expected it to be; everything was neat and organized, and it looked almost untouched. as you sat down on the edge of the bed, eyes still roaming through the unfamiliar place you were in, a small detail occurred to you.

"you have a collection of dinosaur figurines?"

tsukishima tried to hide his embarrassment, but it was evident the second you noticed how the tips of his ears turned red when hearing your question.

"so what?" he cleared his throat, voice as nonchalant as possible as he opened his laptop, sitting down at his desk.

"nothing." you mumbled, eyes following his movements. "i think it's sweet."

he only hummed in response, fingers swiftly moving across the keyboard as he typed in something into the internet, silence taking over the room; so thick you doubt you would've been able to cut it with a perfectly sharpened knife.

ten minutes passed, and tsukishima still didn't seem even remotely interested in starting a conversation with you, a fact that both annoyed and worried you. ignoring the "bonding experience" yachi mentioned it could be for you two, you also had a school project to do.

and that project wasn't even touched yet.

"you know, if you didn't want to work with me, you could've always switched partners."

tsukishima, although taken aback by your question, gave you only a slight shrug in response, seated with his back facing you.

"i wanted to work with you." his words confused you, eyes glued to the back of his purple t-shirt as you tried to process what he could possibly mean by that.

"you hate me, though." you mumbled, barely loud enough for the blonde haired boy to hear you. this time, he did turn around to face you; and as much as you tried, you couldn't exactly understand the emotions behind the expression he had. he looked like he didn't believe what he just heard and, to some extent, that was the truth.

his eyes were fixated on your face, a rare occurrence considering that most of the time the two of you wouldn't even share eye contact.

"i don't."

"you don't really do anything to prove that."

he sighed, hand instinctively going to brush through his hair.

"i'm not used to having friends." his words echoed through the room. "let alone friends like you."

you didn't quite understand what he meant, looking at him with a confused look painted on your face.

"you're loud, and annoying, and you talk so much it makes me wanna throw myself out the window." his words hit you like a knife through your heart. the remains of a faint smile immediately dissapearing from your face. but from what it looked like, he wasn't close to being done talking.

"and yet i can't seem to hate you at all. you make all those traits seem like the most loveable things on the planet."

he stopped for a couple of seconds, as if trying to decide what to say next. tsukishima wasn't used to talking a lot, and talking to you greatly stressed him, as much as he wanted to deny it.

"i don't hate you, [name]. don't make me repeat myself again." he finally added, trying to come back to his usual, cold demeanor. but you could still feel the bits of softness left in his voice, the faintest shade of pink gracing his cheeks.

you smiled, seeing as he turned back to his laptop, typing away again.

"i won't, don't worry." you said, standing up to look at whatever tsukishima was writing down, a grin on your face. "but i am telling kageyama about your dinosaur figurine collection."

he turned to you abruptly, a sight of annoyance mixed with an amused smile on his face, almost as if he enjoyed the playful comment from you.

"don't you even dare."

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[romeavecryst]

Crybaby ˖ ࣪⊹

K. TSUKISHIMA x Fem!reader ˖ ࣪⊹

Sum: Kei hated it how easily he let the team get to his head. What did they know, she was his crybaby after all.

Warnings: none, fluff, crybaby coded reader, kei being love sick, occ kei(kinda)!not proofread Tho reader is blk coded I hope everyone enjoys!

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It was wierd the team thought as they watched their middle blocker standing in front of a girl with a tear stained face. Of course their first thought is he made her cry, but that was not the case. They couldn’t help but watch as this happened multiple times before practice until Kageyama said something.

“Who’s that crybaby you stand with after practice?” He asked making Tsukishima stop tying his shoe immediately glaring up at the setter.

“Yeah making pretty girls cry huh Tsukishima!” Noya yelled pushing the blondes head.

Kei leaned up pushing Nishinoya off him “No I’m not, and don’t fucking call her a crybaby.” He spoke making eye contact with Kageyama.

“Why is she your girlfriend?” Kageyama scoffed.

“Yeah she is jackass.” A lot of the team definitely was not expecting that answer out of him. Tsukishima with a girl who’s known for being whinny, with as little patience as they know Tsukishima has she’s his girlfriend.

“No way! How is that pretty girl going out with a bully like you!” Hinata shouted.

Because he was soft with that pretty girl. Of course kei teased her for crying easily and over the most stupidest things but he was alway there to comfort her if needed. His hand squishing her tear stained face tell her it’s all right and not to be dramatic, but earns a punch for call her dramatic.

But it didn’t matter what the team thought of them, because they honestly held heavy doubts, that maybe he was to harsh with her or even mean. He didn’t think he was and she never said anything. She would right if his words ever hurt her she’d speak up. Right?

His eyes looked over to her as they walked through the night market hand in hand, a smile on her glossy lips as she looked around the food trucks. He hated that he could tell him self that he didn’t care what others thought but it did, it bothered him a lot. Was he the reason she cried sometimes, that his snotty remarks actually hurt her feelings. How could he do that to her. How could he make her cry what kind of boyfriend was he if he made her cry.

“Kei..”

He made her hurt didn’t he? The reason her pretty face was always wet with tears?

“Kei!”

He blinked. “Yo are ya with me!” She laughed waving her hand in front of his face. “Am i distracting you” she teased.

“Tsk- no you’re not.” He scoffed.

“Booo! But anyways what has you all airheaded?” She asked tilting her head slightly her braids moving to the side with her motion.

“Nothing.” He hummed.

She pressed her lips together squinting at her boyfriend, his eyes staring into her dark ones. “Will you quite that.” He asked a small smile appearing in his face as his hand pushed her face away.

Even with the moments they shared, he continued to let it eat at him. They moved to a more secluded area sitting on the grass food in hand. He watched her as she ate, and talked, about anything and everything. He just listened, as she went on, smiling at small things she said.

How did he get so lucky.. a polar opposite that didn’t annoy him. Her melanin skin glowing under the street light as they ate her smile wide and so bright. Kei let his hand fall into his hand as she continued talking admiring her.

“So are you gonna tell me what’s wrong.” She asked.

“Hm?”

She looked up as him her smile going away “what’s going through your head, I know better.” She did she knew him, mind you he hadn’t made any comment on what she was talking about nothing not even a snarky remark teasing her.

“So what is it baby?” She spoke leaning back in her hands.

He looked away from her gaze “nothing just something stupid.” He sighed closing his eyes.

He could feel her roll her eyes, the sound of her body shifting her now sitting right in-front of him. The feeling of her hands holding his face made him open his eyes.

“It’s nothikng don’t worry your tiny little head about it.” He spoke softly.

“Don’t lie what is it Kei? You know you have to talk to me to.” She spoke her brows frowning, don’t do that he thought.

“I understand but it’s nothing just letting people get to me head alright?” He spoke his hand squishing her cheeks her hands not yet leaving his face.

“Who? Is it about you-“

“It’s about us.”

She looked at him “bad things?”

He shrugged his shoulders “I guess..”

Her hands left his face, letting herself get comfortable on his lap her face close to his. “Tell me baby..”

He only looked at her for a moment his eyes looking at her lips then back to her eyes. “Do I ever make you sad?”

She tilted her head giving him an are you crazy look. “See I told you it was stupid.” He huffed.

“Why would people thing that, are they saying that?”

“Yes.” He groaned his head falling into her shoulder.

“Why?” She laughed.

He shot back pinching her cheeks “because you’re a crybaby!” He scoffed.

“Nuh uh!” She whined.

“Yuh huh!” He laughed.

Letting go of her face he watched her pout “I’m not a cry baby just open with my emotions!” She sassed.

“Uh huh sure you crybaby.” He spoke his hands resting in her hips.

“But it’s okay, you’re my crybaby.”

She smiled “shut up that’s so lame!” She scoffed pushing him.

“I thought it was good.”

“Lame!” She laughed.

“Yeah then why are you laughing you idiot!”

“Because that was cringy and stupid nothing my boyfriend would ever say.” She groaned her laughter causing him to smile.

“Whatever you idiot I can be romantic.” He said.

“Yeah I know you can but with actions not so much words.”

He scoffed “really!”

She hummed crossing her arms, making his eyes twitch “get off of me, that irritated me.”He spoke pushing her.

“Whatever! You love it.” She said getting back in his face.

He only raised a brow, “ya know ya do.” She whispered leaning on her hands, their lips grazing against one another.

“Want me to kiss you sweetheart?” He asked.

She grinned “I should be asking you that sir, you’ve been looking at me lips all evening.” She hummed.

He let her get closer their lips barely touching befor pulling away, “UGH! Why do you do that!” She whined.

“You gave me attitude.” He shrugged a grin on his face.

He watched as she fell back dramatically “you hate me!” She groaned.

“Mmhm sure do.” She sighs looking down at her smiling at her dramatic pose.

He let her complain a bit more befor leaning down kissing her lips. Only to be pulled by her for a real kiss. “Feel better…” he whispered a little breathless.

“Alway fee better when you’re here with me.” She said pushing his glasses up.

Yeah they didn’t know shit about them. He’d never hurt her, he never wanted to. She would be the only one to get true kindness out of him. Because he couldn’t afford losing her.

Req are open!!! (Plz send something I’m desperate 😞)

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[enteringdullsville]

But what is if Island was made today?

The A. Plot Trio redesigned. Personalities largely the same, although (Le)Sha(u)na trades some of her trademark slang to make room for an even more snarky attitude.

Emphasis on “some”. Her calling Harry a tadpole will never not be funny.

Heather’s a little less impulsive here. Where the canon one would read Gwen’s dialogue to the world, this one would hide it and use it as blackmail. Harold’s about the same, but even more of a theatre kid.

I like to think that the writing on his shirt will change every episode.

Justin starts off as his Action self: not a complete jerk, but still very vain and petty. Katie and Sadie, however, get a complete overhaul, going the “odd friendship” route by playing up Katie’s energetic tendencies and Sadie’s relative intelligence.

Now I kinda regret ditching the hat. Eh. Anyway, they’re about the same.

Owen, Tyler, and DJ are mostly unchanged. Cody plays up his geeky traits and whatever flirting skills he had in canon are completely gone here, since Gwen doesn’t even realize he likes her throughout the season.

Also step aside, Beth. Cody’s the new shortest guy in the camp.

Speaking of which, Beth’s artistic talents are a more active part of her characterization, hence the stickers and paint splatters. Ezekiel’s more of a basket case. Turns out his canon counterpart hates going outside. Of course I started to run with it and I made him a typical “quiet kid”. He’s slightly more socially aware, but he’s probably still going home first (not that he’s complaining).

Lindsay’s the same, but lookit her cool jacket!

Courtney’s bossiness is gone almost entirely; she’s a pure teacher’s (read: host’s) pet. The only one she’s trying to push around is a canon compliant Duncan.

Noah’s part of Heather’s alliance as her spy, just as the rumors say. Eva’s more social, generally more boisterous, but no less temperamental. I may have ripped off TD Reunion’s look for her.

Izzy is a universal constant. She changes for nobody.

I could’ve added Sierra and Alejandro. But I didn’t, because where’s the fun in that?

BTW, these are very rough designs. TD’s art style, despite being the inspiration for my own, is deceptively hard to emulate.

Jeremy (Killer Bass) is a mischievous prankster who the rest of his team quickly deems an annoyance but keeps around for his unorthodox thinking. He almost immediately forms a kinship with Harold and Tyler as the team’s outcasts, meaning Courtney and Bridgette have to deal with two warring trios as whoever hasn’t been eliminated by this point watches in amusement.

Addison (Not Killer Bass) is a fast talking hustler who’s smuggled a ton of sweets into camp and barters them off to the other Gophers, mostly Owen, Izzy, and Cody, in exchange for assistance. She’s a member of Heather’s alliance, bringing their numbers up to five, but she’s clearly a wildcard who’ll flip on her if it’s convenient. Heather can’t trust so easily, but Addison’s ironically one of the few who doesn’t hate her.

I have a whole elimination order planned out, but I don’t have the time to write a full fanfic, so I’ll just keep it shelved for now. Maybe I’ll just make a broad outline.

#dullsville #total drama #total drama island #tdi #td original character #td oc #td owen #td bridgette #td geoff #td dj #td duncan #td courtney #td heather #td leshawna #td harold #td izzy #td lindsay #td ezekiel #td noah #td eva #td tyler #td katie #td sadie #td justin #td beth #td gwen #td trent #td cody #td fanfic idea

[iridescent-petrichor]

silence feels better with you, chapter four

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Reader

Warnings: Reader goes on a date and he's kinda gross

Words: 2.2K

A/N: hiii! i'm back lol, i got hit with writer's block then a wave of college stuff, but i'm super excited about the next two chapters so those should be out sooner than later!!

Previous Chapter - Next Chapter

Four and a half months since the breakup.

It was only a little over a month since you’d last seen JJ. Since he disappeared before you woke up. Since you were left alone to pick up the pieces of your broken heart.

Again.

You had tried to move on.

While you still hadn’t blocked his number, you’d done good on not texting or calling him.

Kiara helped as much as she could. You spent most nights at her house, struggling to forget the memories of your ex-boyfriend.

She brought you along to parties – ones that she knew JJ wasn’t going to, neither of you wanting to deal with an awkward run-in. She even encouraged you to go on a date with a guy who asked you out at one of the parties you’d been to. Some kook named Trevor that had given you his number after having a few drinks.

After spending hours debating on what to wear, you were stood in front of your floor-length mirror. There was a pile of clothes on your bed, a testament to how many options you’d gone through before deciding on a simple dress you’d gotten a few weeks ago. You triple-checked your appearance, adjusting the dress slightly when you heard a car horn outside.

With your stomach in knots, you grabbed your bag and made your way out to the car Trevor sat in.

Part of you couldn’t help but remember all the times JJ had picked you up for dates, knocking at your door and waiting with a fistful of flowers he’d swiped from your neighbor’s gardens and a snarky comment about how expensive bouquets are. He’d open the passenger side door for you, pressing a kiss to your cheek before shutting it and getting into the driver’s seat.

You pushed the thoughts away, opening the door and sitting in the passenger seat of Trevor’s expensive car with a forced smile. He glanced up and down at your dress, grinning in a way that made you tug the hem down slightly to cover your thighs.

“Ready?” He asked, already starting to drive off.

“Yeah.” You said quietly, your gaze turning to stare outside the window, not listening as Trevor began to rant about the restaurant he was taking you to. All you gathered was that it was expensive, but you really weren’t able to focus on what he was saying as you watched your house grow smaller in the distance.

-

He had barely parked the car before he was heading into the building, leaving you to trail behind him, almost jogging to catch up with him. You glanced up at the name of the restaurant, remembering that JJ had worked here for a few months before “moving on” to a new job – which was always how he phrased it when he got fired.

When you walked in, you were directed to your table, sitting across from Trevor with a practiced smile.

You spent most of the date silent, letting Trevor ramble on about anything and everything he wanted to, realizing more and more that this wouldn’t go further than one night. Every little aspect of his personality contrasted so much with JJ's that it almost gave you whiplash. Where JJ was attentive and caring, always watching your mood and making sure you were comfortable and enjoying yourself, Trevor barely acknowledged you, far too focused on himself to notice you.

You tuned back into the conversation when he was in the middle of talking about how his parents had lowered his monthly allowance, gesturing wildly as he explained how cruel it was for them to do that to him.

“I mean, it’s insane, right?” He continued angrily while you picked at your food with your fork. “I mean, what do they think, I’m a pogue?”

You bristled at the comment but stayed silent. Nodding numbly, you forced a smile that didn’t quite meet your eyes – not that he was even looking at you.

When he reached across the table to grab your hand, you jolted backward, the chair scraping against the wood flooring as you stood abruptly.

“I have to go to the bathroom.” You mumbled as you grabbed your bag, rushing off to the back of the restaurant. He hadn’t followed you, and if he said anything, you weren’t listening.

Once you made it to the bathrooms, you glance back at the table where Trevor’s sitting. The waitress had come by, and even from where you stood, you could see he was chatting her up.

A heavy sigh escaped your lips, fishing your phone out of your bag and scrolling through your contacts, writing off each and every person on the list. Half of them were asleep, out of town, at work-

JJ’s name was suddenly staring you straight in the face, your thumb hovering over his contact. It felt like a cruel twist of fate knowing that he was the only one you knew would be able to help you. He always was.

You shot one more quick glance back to your date before you sighed again, pressing the call button.

It didn’t even take two rings before he picked up.

“Hello?” You relaxed a little at JJ’s voice, only now realizing how tense you’d been the entire night.

“Hey, uh-” Suddenly, you faltered, embarrassed. “Can you... come pick me up?”

JJ forced out a weak chuckle, hoping his laugh didn’t sound as strained as it felt. “What, did your car break down again?”

“No.” You said quickly, cringing at how defensive you sounded. “I’m just… on a date. And the guy is a real shithead and I just can’t-”

“You’re on a date?” JJ interrupted, and you swore there was at least an ounce of bitterness in his tone.

You fell silent, hesitating. “JJ-”

“You’re calling your ex on a date?” In an instant, the bitterness is gone, replaced with JJ’s signature smugness.

“JJ.” Your voice is more firm than you expected, and he goes quiet instantly. “Please, can you just pick me up?”

There’s a short pause that makes your heart sink. A few seconds pass where you think you’ve finally lost JJ for good.

“Send me your location.”

-

Sneaking around to the entrance of the restaurant didn’t prove difficult, especially considering how distracted Trevor was by the waitress.

You took a seat on a bench just outside, watching happy couples leaving their romantic dinner dates that surely went better than yours. Each pair that left the restaurant made you deflate even more, practically turning green with envy at how in love they all seemed.

JJ’s headlights stopping in front of the restaurant finally shifted your focus, though your mood was no better when you climbed into the car.

He gives you a tight-lipped grin, glancing at you.

“You good?” He asked gently.

“Yeah.” You adjusted yourself as you sat down, buckling your seatbelt. “Let’s just go.”

He nodded, staring at you for a moment, waiting until you were fully settled before shifting back into drive and starting to pull out of the parking lot.

“That a new dress?” JJ asked quietly, breaking the thick silence that had begun to grow between you two.

You glanced down at the dress, suddenly shy about your outfit. “Yeah.”

He paused for a bit, staring straight at the road.

“You’re too good for him.”

You turn to him, taken aback. “JJ-”

“Who was it?” His voice is tight, and you know him well enough to see with the way his jaw was clenched that he was barely restraining his jealousy.

He won’t like your answer. You know he won’t.

“Uh… His name’s Trevor-”

“Not the kook.” JJ’s voice is much sharper. “Don’t tell me you stooped that fuckin’ low.”

You sighed, defeated. There was no argument you could form in your mind, and the awful date proved just how justified JJ was in hating kooks like Trevor.

JJ sighed too, not looking at you, keeping his eyes focused on the road ahead. Part of you wishes he would, but the rational part of you knew you wouldn’t be able to handle the intensity of his gaze right now.

“So you’re moving on?” He asked, his soft voice contrasting with the way he was white-knuckling the steering wheel. Part of you wanted to laugh at the question, wanting to remind him of the irony that he felt the need to ask that when you were sat in his car instead of your own date’s.

“Aren’t you?” You risked a glance towards him. It had been over four months since the breakup, surely he’d hooked up with half the tourists on the island by now.

He didn’t respond, turning onto the street where your house is.

The silence between the two of you was thicker than ever as JJ parked the car in your driveway. He turned to you, shifting slightly in the driver’s seat so he could face you better.

“Are you okay?”

You looked up at him, blinking in surprise. “Of course I am.”

JJ sighed, mumbling something under his breath before focusing on you again. “Just- was he weird or anything? How bad was he that you needed to call me?”

“He was just another rich asshole, JJ, it was no big deal.” You said quietly, looking down at your lap, fidgeting with your hands to avoid thinking about how close he is to you again.

“If it was no big deal, you wouldn’t have called me.” He said, still staring you down.

“JJ-” You look up at him, but the serious look in his eyes made you drop your gaze back down. “It was just… a bad date. And he was my ride home. I wasn’t really the biggest fan of riding in a car with him afterward.”

He’s quiet for a long time, watching you.

“Come on, I’ll walk you inside.”

You didn’t have time to protest before he was already climbing out of the car, moving around to the passenger side to open the door for you. Silent, you followed him inside, the rational part of your brain screaming at you to tell him to just go home, to not indulge in letting your ex into your house again.

He pulled out his keychain, unlocking the front door with the spare key you’d given him years ago, even before you were dating. You hadn’t even realized he kept it.

“Your parents home?” He asked, pushing the door open and stepping into the dark house.

You shook your head, shutting the front door behind you as you walked in. “Out of town.”

With a nod, he went up the stairs to your room. Once inside, he glanced at you again, quickly looking away with a bitter laugh. “It really is a nice dress.”

You laughed weakly, adjusting the dress slightly with a sheepish smile. “Yeah, it kinda went to waste.” It was almost suffocating talking to JJ now. You weren’t sure what was right to say or what was crossing a line.

“Nah.” JJ smiled, shaking his head. “Least I got to see it, right?”

You smiled back, though it didn’t quite reach your eyes.

“Hey,” He tapped your arm, noticing the way you had deflated. He was always so observant. “You okay?”

“Yeah. Just… frustrating night.” You said with a halfhearted nod.

JJ could see the pain in your eyes, frowning. He wanted to tell you it was okay, but he couldn’t quite bring himself to lie, so he said the only words his mind grasped onto.

“I’m here.”

You didn’t have the heart to explain to him how painful it was having him here. That it hurt that he was comforting you when the reason you’d even gone on this stupid date was because JJ broke up with you. You just wanted to pretend he was still yours, but it was getting harder and harder to pretend.

“I know.” You whispered. That was the worst part. That he was here. You knew he wouldn’t be here once the veil lifted. He’d be gone by morning again.

It felt like JJ was able to read your mind, because you heard him sigh, hanging his head low. “I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

JJ waited a few moments before he picked his head up and glanced around the room, taking a breath. “I should head home.”

“I know.” You said again.

“Stop saying that.” He said with a bitter laugh.

You laughed weakly in return. “Sorry.”

There was another tense silence between you, with JJ glancing at the door, then at you, then at the floor. Anything to keep him from staring at you for too long.

“Goodnight.” You managed to choke out, knowing he was gonna leave either way.

JJ didn’t respond at first, looking back to you for a few moments before he spoke. “Goodnight.”

You kept your gaze on the ground even after you heard his footsteps fading, and your bedroom door shutting behind him seconds later, finally leaving you in the quiet of your bedroom.

Alone again.

#jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader

[toji-bunny-girl]

CONTENTS— swearing, supa bratty!reader (idk, kinda like powy), dom!aki, kinda ooc aki but wtv 👆👆, tw!Makima, smut, angst, cry baby reader, jealousy, brat taming, spanking, teasing, fingering, orgasm denial FROM @kult-o— Aki Hayakawa with bratty fiend reader A/N— pretty dang short but I’m sleep deprived 🤮🤮 NEWAY girly just opened my third fucking eye with brat tamer aki 👩‍🦽💨💨

“You’re acting like a freaking brat,” Aki mumbled into your ear, large hands grabbing your arm as his weight pushed you against the wall. Clicking your tongue, you tried to buck against his tightening hold—which only ended up futile.

“Get off, bastard!” you huffed, giving up trying to free yourself from him as you turned your head to face the wall, refusing to let him see the prickling tears in your eyes. 

“Makima-san gave you a life here, and yet how could you treat her like that?“ you didn’t need to look at him to know that he’s already got a frown plastered on his face. 

Makima this, Makima that. It’s like she’s the only one on his mind, and you hated the thought of it. You just got tired of how he wags his tail at her as if he’s her dog and was slightly annoyed at them. And now he’s getting all protective over her?

“Fuck you, and fuck Makima! Fuck everyone! I hate my life!” you wailed, letting your tears and jealousy flow out in front of Aki. You don’t even care anymore about acting cool, you just couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“—19!” you choked back your tears as another sharp slap rang in the bedroom, your skin going numb and your body jerking from Aki’s ruthless palm as he strikes yet againonto your reddened skin. There you were over his lap, with your skirt pulled over to reveal your bare and swollen ass while you were made to count your punishments.

“Are you going to apologise to Makima-san tomorrow?” his cool voice contrasted with the burning sting he afflicted onto you, and it’s as if he has no problem giving you such a harsh punishment.

“Yeah, I’m gonna go to her and tell her to suck my dick,” the defiance was still unyielding in you albeit you didn’t want to be punished any longer. But to be reminded with every throb on your skin that you’re in this situation because of her, it does nothing but make you despise Makima even more.

Aki sighed, shifting your weight on his lap while you stared hard at your puddle of tears on the ground. “She’s kind and gentle. So why would you treat her with such disrespect?”

“Well, I don’t get why you like her so much. All you do is bark or fetch whenever she wants you to!” you sobbed, vision beginning to blur with tears again. “When are you going to like me then?”

Silence served in the air before you managed yourself off of Aki’s lap, wobbly legs making themselves towards the door until a sudden pull brought you into his arms.

“Are you saying that I’m Makima-san’s mutt?” his breath tickled your skin as he whispered low against the back of your neck, the cool scent of his filling up your nostrils as the blush on your cheeks grew thick.

His hands found themselves resting on your thigh and another on your tummy, smoothing over the skin where his long fingers could stroke. Shock took over every nerve of your body, making it almost impossible to move while your heart twisted and squeezed in all burning ways.

“Not gonna come back with another snarky remark?” you didn’t need to turn your head to know that there was a smirk on his lips and if it was any other day, any other situation, and a normal you—you would’ve tried anything to wipe that triumphant smile off his face.

After all, what could you do in this circumstance surrounded by his warmth and scent? “Y-You—” you tried to speak but embarrassingly found yourself only capable of stuttering out your words.

Just as you were about the turn your head to glare at him, he suddenly crashed his lips onto you, and all angry fronts fell apart at once. You let him shift your body to straddle him, immersed in the way his plump lips felt and the minty taste of him while his hands wandered over your body.

“Aki…” you moaned his name when your lips parted, the air heavy and hot as you blinked at him through your eyelids, intoxicated from the kiss.

He only sucked the air through his teeth in return, palming your ass from underneath your skirt and smoothing his palm over your skin. His lips trailed up your neck and a shiver slithered along your back as you threw your head back into the air. Slipping off your top, Aki’s breath hit your chest the moment you revealed yourself bare to him, the hair on your skin standing tall before he let his tongue twirl and flick your nipple while his fingers were kept busy rolling your other bud.

“Fuck,” you breathed, locking your hands around his neck. Peering down at him, his gaze caught yours and a blush grew crimson on your cheeks. The man you’ve always liked now pleasuring your body with such expertise centralised on hearing you moan his name from his touch.

Lifting you to have you lay on the bed, Aki’s hand reached between your thighs, rubbing against your panties before his thumb drew slow circles on your clit. Your arms brought him closer to your face by his neck, drawing out moans against his lips before nipping his lower one when his finger quickened.

A soft frown itched itself between your eyebrows when he paused in a sudden, a slight annoyance blooming inside your chest from a missed orgasm. He pulled his body away from you before his hands tugged the waistband of your panties down and off your ankles, his tongue swiping across his lips to wet them as he inhaled the sight of you lying almost naked in front of him.

A spark of lust danced in his dark eyes as he watched the perverted look on your face—hazy eyes blinking up at him with tears still clinging onto your eyelashes and your lips were swollen as the evidence of his kiss.

Moving forward to hover over you, Aki slipped two long fingers of his into you while noting the way you sink your teeth into your bottom lip and chest tugged upwards into the air in a sharp inhale.

“Haah—” you gasped when his digits started moving in and out of you, slowly rubbing over the smooth walls of your cunt and the soft spot deep inside. Your thighs tried to clamp close when his pace fastened after a few long strokes, your sensitivity growing almost too much after his fingers unrelentingly hit your g-spot over again. But you were simply in no match with Aki’s strength when his hand grabbed one of your thighs still, making you capable of only crying and screaming aloud.

“Please, Aki! M’gonna cum!” the sheets was crumpled up in your hands as you arched your back, tears of pleasure prickling at the ends of your eyes as you felt a strong wave of orgasm building up inside your tummy. All you needed was the last push to have it all wash over you, just a little bit more to send your mind blank.

Yet instead of another promised stroke, all you got was the absence of his digits in your needy cunt, dripping and yearning for something. Then as you lifted your head to glance at Aki, all you see was another smirk on his face—

“Bad girls don’t get to cum.”

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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙎𝙪𝙣

A/N: Okay so I don't care if you guys will judge me but damn I had fallen for this Mister Bird Man and I thought like " Why the heck I won't write for this fine specimen?" So enjoy darlings, because that's gonna be a wild ride and there is probably gonna be another part! And a friendly reminder, when the italics start, please listen to "Only Love can hurt like this"...

Summary: After being alive for 20.000 years alonsgide your brothers, losing one, losing your parents,your home and Thanos snapping everyone, you were ready to take a break from everything. While having a different identity and a somehow normal life, you couldn't have guessed that a shy, Egyptian nerd would come to ask for your help which eventually led you to meet with someone you thought had betrayed you.

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Pairings: Khonshu x Goddess!Reader( romantic); Steven Grant x Goddess!Reader( Platonic); Marc Spector x Goddess!Reader( Platonic); Jack Lockley x Goddess!Reader( Platonic); Layla El-Faouly x Goddess!Reader( Platonic)

"Thank you so much for covering for me, Leena! I don't know how I can pay you back..."

"Don't worry, darling! Just bring your daughter over for a play date and everything will be fine!"

You waved at the young mother who you called as your friend and watched her get out of the shop hurriedly. You sighed heavily and sat down to look at the many people passing by with a sad yet content smile. All of these people who didn't know anything about the snap just went on with their daily life and those who were aware of what happened were trying to adjust to life again. You were happy that everybody was safe and sound but remembering how two of your best friends died and the anguish you felt when you couldn't feel the heartbeat of your little brother Loki was...

You shook your head when someone came in and you immediately grabbed your apron to go to the front. You passed by a young girl who was struggling with college and feeling sympathy for her, you touched her forearm slightly to give a relief to her. She looked around curiously to see if there was something wrong around her, not being used to feeling so relaxed after days of stress. You called out her name, making her scared out of the thought that she did something wrong. Smiling reassuringly at her, you made a thumbs up at her.

" Don't stress over college that much! It's not that worth it and please go home early and rest! That's an order!"

She widened her eyes at you and with slight tears, nodded her head to go and change her outfit. A pair of brown eyes were watching your interraction with curiosity and wonder. He wasn't used to seeing such kindness on a complete stranger ever since his childhood. He slightly turned to the ancient God next to him to not catch any attention but just gaped at him since he was feeling... sadness? Love?

Can this sassy old God even love someone?

"Hey, just wondering? How do you know this woman and how can she help us?"

"And why are you being all mushy?"

"Marc Spector, if you talk about her like that one more time, this will be the last time you'll ever talk."

Steven raised a hand in surrender and just pouted, turning to look at you talking sweetly at a child, he couldn't help but think that you were just an ordinary girl who had a simple life as a barista who was kinda cute and motherly who was also great at making coffee.

Elegant look, kindness that could match even Gods, and good looks-

"Don't you dare to think nasty things, little worm!"

"Okay, easy there Murder Bird!"

He scoffed and wanted to throw a snarky comment at him but when they heard you laugh over your phone while holding your chest thightly, Steven jumped up on his seat at Khonshu growling loudly at you- no, to the one you're talking with.

"You know, Buck... I prevented a death today and I'd like to consider this as a character development!"

"Oh, yeah? How did you do it then, doll?"

"Self restraint, of course!"

You were idly fixing the tables while talking to Bucky who became a close friend to you after helping them for some time with the new Captain America. Even after you three parted ways, they were still a part of your daily life since your daughter loved Sam's corny jokes and your son adored how strong Bucky was. They both weren't used to someone so young, little yet strong kids look up to them, especially Bucky who thought that he wasn't a good man that deserved praise. Before you could scold him for laughing at your answer, you visibly beamed at hearing your son and daughter over the phone, both of them laughing joyfully.

"Is that momma you're talking? We want to talk too!"

"Yes, Uncle Bucky! We want to!"

You sat down and looked at the many pastries before you absent-mindedly while Bucky was trying to set the excited kids down to let them speak to you. He couldn't exactly blame them for their excited fidgetings since it's been a long time they saw you and he wasn't sure if he could keep up with their powers and smartness any longer.

Being born to the two strong Gods wasn't that easy. The spiritualness, smartness, and limitless power the duo held between their little hands were inmeasurable and that made you worry more than anything in the life. Who knew what would happen to them if humans learnt about them? Or your enemies? Would you be able to protect them from the harsh world?

You winced when a particular harsh and angry scream erupted from your daughter. Heart pounding hard in your ribcage, you asked if everything was all right when Bucky told you that she got angry at her brother for pulling on her hair and threw a blue and white ball at him?

"Wait... Did you just say a ball of blue and white?"

"Uhh, yeah, doll... That's exactly what I said but- Hey? Y/N? Are you there?"

"Ah, yes I am! I think I should come there quickly though... I guess her powers are starting to appear and I need to be there to calm her."

Sighing heavily to yourself, you touched the star necklace around your neck to find some solace and comfort midst your anxiety attack. Remembering your one and only love used to bring a painful stab to your heart and an inexplicable feeling of revenge and hatred but now, there was just a hollow emptiness inside where your heart used to be. Your eyes started to sting, your heart paced faster at the memory of you two's last day together.

The late night sky was shining with the bright twinkling light of millions of stars. The purple galaxies across the endless universe and constellations was such a sight to behold that you just admired what your lover created while swinging your feet in the river. Your father, Odin, was pretty much angry at this relationship you two created, stating that you were a princess and therefore deserved the best, strongest God as your husband... and preferably a human one. You giggled at the memory of you yelling at him so hard that your beloved Sun almost scorched the whole Asgard. You could even feel the air shifting around you and hearing what sounded like a coo and awe, you felt your cheeks turn a sweet shade of pink before sprinting out of the Great Hall to visit your lover in his realm.

And now here you were, throwing your head back fondly to look at the endless sky. Seeing your grumpy yet sweet lover, you smiled so wide that it made even the aloof God smile at your small form. It was hard, being with a 8 feet God while you were hardly 5'7 but somehow you managed by finding that he can posses a human body. You didn't like the idea that much since he was using a poor guy who didn't know anything and you loved the true form of him more than anything.

"My Goddess, why are you smiling so hard for?"

You hugged yourself hard when you heard his deep and raspy voice while he was holding his staff between his hands and folding his legs to sit next to you. Looking up at him and kissing his beak softly, you took his long arm between yours and looked at the lake before you which was painted with a deep night blue which was lighted by the little fireflies.

"Nothing, My God... Just thinking about my father and you."

"Hmm... I hope you don't think about pranking him with your brother, my star."

"Ah, never never! Me, the Goddess of Sun, Power and Eternal Life, is going to prank the Father of all Gods? No way!"

A deep chuckle rumbled inside his chest and vibrated to your own smaller figure which made you close your eyes peacefully. Inhaling and exhaling slowly, you made the most with the time you two had before you went back to the palace to work with your mother. Looking at the hollow eye-sockets of your lover, you made an attempt at speaking first. But before you could open your mouth, he beat you into it.

"My Moon, My Star... You do know of how much I love you, right?"

You looked at him with your pointer finger up, mouth forming a shocked "o" shape at the voice of the God of Moon and Vengeance, the one who would throw snarky comments and annoy everyone sounded so... insecure and unsure. The realization made you look at him in sadness and also curiousty, wondering why he brought this up so suddenly.

Turning your head to the big and shining Moon, you looked back at the God that was your lover who was looking down at you, waiting for an answer. You couldn't probably see it that well, but internally, he was at the verge of freaking out. Eveey second you weren't answering was like a year of torment, a million swords piercing his body at everywhere. He knew he was rough around the edges, that you deserved a more romantic lover who wouldn't yell over you when you fluster him, or someone you could cuddle easily, walk around easily... The list was a long one, and unfortunately, Odin threatining the absolute shit out of him if he didn't leave you was good enough as reason to be sentimental.

"Leave my daughter alone, you little God! How can you possibly think that you're good enough for her?!"

He still remembered how your mother tried to calm him down while he was walking back to where he came from, mind already clouded by what he was supposed to talk to you. He wasn't gonna just leave you like that just because Odin told him to. Heck, he felt like he found the other half of his existence! You, with your bubbly personality, caring self, smile full of love and eyes that couldn't even rival the brightness of his Moon were everything to him.

And he would rip out his own heart if it meant that you could be together, even if it was in another galaxy.

"You know... The Moon actually shines thanks to the Sun, and without the Moon, Sun wouldn't have such a meaning to anyone except brightining around while burning itself for the sake of others..."

Khonshu looked at you with what you assumed as wonder and a deep love, your bond being strong with him. You definetly have a way with your words, my little one, he thought while gently caressing your hair. He hummed at you, urging you to go on and you grabbed his hand. Putting something a little heavy in his hand, Khonshu tilted his head to left and opened it, only to see a sun-shaped golden necklace. Looking at you for any affirmation, you just nodded your head and got up to put it on his body, right in the middle of his Moon Symbol.

" You're the reason I don't loose myself, the reason I always give life and enlighten paths for people. I'd like to think that we both complete each other and... I really don't believe my life would have such a meaning if you weren't in... there..."

You blushed and shied away from him, taking a few steps back when you felt him freeze and get tense. You beat yourself in your mind for speaking so carelessly and pouring your heart out at him. You two weren't even in that part of your relationship! You didn't even mutter any "I love you"s to each other, and you had to go and utter such words! Idiot YN!

" Why?"

He didn't know why exactly he said that, I mean you literally serenaded to him and he asked "why?". But he really wondered the reason. You were such a powerful God, beauty that could rival Helen of Troy, or Aphrodite and Hathor and every Goddess all around the realm yet, you chose to be with him. You chose to love him, cherish him 'till the day you'd die and felt so strongly about him that you even created your very own hidden heaven just for you two to come and love each other.

Knitting your eyebrows, you smiled sweetly and kissed his forehead. Lingering there a few second, you took a step back and put his hand on your chest, right where your heart was.

"Because I'm in love with you."

And just like that, he pulled you to his lap and smelled your every part, he always thought that even though there was a heart, nothing could make it beat so loudly. Not protecting humans, not ripping hearts, not Hathor's music, nothing.

Except you...

"My Moon, be mine. Let me make you mine and cherish you forever in the presence of our love for each other."

Feeling every inch of love he had for you through his lovesick voice, you nodded at him with slight tears. Bandaged hands started to caress your body and took you in his arms to go where your palace was residing. You couldn't help but caress the skull and whisper to him.

"Silly, Don't you know I've always been yours..?"

And the Moon shone so bright that it was visible even in the morning and the Sun was shining in such a warm yet strong way that people were curious yet happy since their days will go with peace. You two made your bond stronger by making love to each other for the first time, both in his true form and in a human, laughed freely and happily, not caring about how you'll be in trouble for all the bruises he gave to you but you were fine. You had your lover here, with you, soon to be married for eternal life... Turning to look at him, you softly kissed his jaw and closed your eyes for the sleep to take you over...

Not knowing that the Sun you adored so much would loose its spark in a matter of seconds, and the heart that was once filled with love would be nothing but a heart that screamed for one thing:

Revenge.

*****

"Lee! There is a creepy looking guy and a sweet girl looking straight at you for the past 30 minutes! Shall we call the police!?"

When a co-worker whisper yelled at you, you almost fell of the chair, if not for grabbing the table at the last minute. You looked at her with wide eyes, almost hearing what seemed like an amused chuckle and she got panicked, stuttering over her words while trying to apologize but you cut her off to understand who she was talking about and where that damn chuckle was coming from.

"What man and woman? Where? Show me, show me!"

"Right behind you but don't be too... Obvious..."

She sighed annoyed when you turned abruptly to look at what she was talking about, and you saw a curly-haired woman who had a sweet yet awkward smile and a man looking at you as if you were his next prey with soft curls that fell on his forehead. By the look of his eyes, you could guess that he was somehow in a lot of wars or jobs that included killing, not serial killer since he wouldn't come with a girl to observe his victim, maybe a mercinary or something like that.

Keeping the eye contact, you turned on where you were sitting and looked at them with whole of your body turned to them, legs dangling both sides of the chair. Leaning down a little bit more, you tilted your head to see if any of them would stop looking, whether it was out of discomfort or their human eyes finally loosing the batte against being dry for so long.

"Are we going to keep staring at each other until your eyes will dry so hard that not even water would help, or are you going to stop?"

And you smirked in victory when both of them groaned out in discomfort, rubbing their eyes to ease the pain. You chuckled and grabbed your eye drop for dry eyes, whistling at them, you threw it at the girl while fixing your clothes.

"You know, staring at people is rude and you even kept looking at me when I clearly warned you? You got some real guts, darlings!"

You stood in front of them, folding your arms in front of your chest, waiting for them to finish dropping the eye drop. You turned your head to the back slightly and smiled at your co-workers to let them know that everything was fine and that you were going to deal with the duo. Taking off your notebook and pencil, you waited for them to talk so you can just go and prepare their orders and go back to your place to your kids.

"Okay, gentleman, my lady, what may I bring you?"

"Look, we aren't here for-"

"An Iced-Latte and Americano would be great! Right, Marc?"

You looked at them with a bored yet curious gaze and raising your brow at the look the woman was giving him, thight lips with half wide eyes that screamed for him to shut up, you shrugged your shoulders and wrote their orders. Smiling at their way, you went back to your place and started to prepare what they wanted while trying not to laugh at their banter.

"Look, I know you want to ease into the talk but we don't really have time! Harrow is right on our tail and-"

"And freaking her out would be no help, Marc! If she really is who she is, than she already knows everything just let us get her trust!"

Oh My, What could two mortals do with a God?, you thought, while twisting your rings anxiously. You could just march up right there, tell them to go away since they'd be throwing themselves into more danger by being with you but your mind couldn't help but wonder: Who was this Harrow and how do they know who you are?

Meanwhile, a certain ancient God was right behind you, with his staff planted on the marble floor firmly. He extended a bandaged hand out to you, wanting to touch the face he dreamed of seeing again for all these centuries but he looked at you in shock since his hand just... slipped through you. He shuffled where he was standing and clutched the sun shaped necklace on his chest thightly, as if he was in pain. He didn't understand, do you not see him? Was he wrong about this woman being you? Did you forget about him?

Marc, thinking that Khonshu was right behind him, turned to question the God but when he saw that there was no one, he frantically looked around, finding him right next to you, trying to touch you and fail miserably. He nudged Layla and they both looked at him curiously while Layla was sad. She frowned at the scene since the snarky, grumpy God looked like a little kid trying to grab his mother and that he was somehow looking at her with pure sadness and a sullen look. Layla turned to Marc and leaned down to his ear to speak what was in her mind.

"Do you think... Maybe they have a shared past? It's not normal for him to be so... depressed."

"I don't know but I guess we're about to find out..."

You shivered slightly and looked around to see if there was any open windows than necessary and upon finding none, you grabbed their drinks and walked towards them. Smiling to yourself at the delighted look on the woman's face which made you smile softly at her even more and before you could go and change your outfit, she called out to you.

"U-Uh, Miss! Can we talk a little bit!"

"Uh... Sure, just let me change quickly okay?"

When you came from the back room and sat down in front of them, you could see that the man next to her was no longer the one you saw earlier. Sure, the body was the same but the look he was giving were shy? Anxious, and a little bir excited?

"Sorry for asking this but... Are you Egyptian?"

"Uh, yeah! I am and my friend here is-"

"You sure?"

They both looked at you with their mouths hanging open widely, the man spilling his coffee almost over himself and you gighled delightfuly at their shocked faces while handing a napkin to the poor man who thanked you stuttering.

"Ahh, that's the best part of the day! But seriously, your pheromone levels are quite high to be just friends and I'm not dumb... Actually I didn't mean the sexual tension you both have, more like you used a singular word whereas there are 3 people in one body..."

"Holy Fuck, she really is a Goddess!"

"Shhh, you idiot! Don't shout thing like that!"

You closed his mouth with your hand and looked around you anxiously to see if there was anyone who heard you. You sighed in relief since most people were outside and sat back down on your seat. Looking at them with hooded eyes and a tired look, you lifted your head to look at the woman before you.

"Look, sweetheart... I don't know who do you think I am or how much you know about me but I'm not the one to help you..."

"Wait, please! We know you faced many shit but you have to listen to us, you're the only one that could help us and if you don't want to help, then we'll let you go!"

Layla would have pressured you into listening to them more, even using harsh words but the look on your eyes touched her heart deeply. The tired eyes,dull look that screamed to let go of you... They were the same eyes she used to have and even though she didn't have a great sense of feeling people's emotions, she was sure as hell that you have been through a lot.

Thinking about her offer for a minute, you looked at the door and to them, trying to decide which option was better. To be honest, walking through that door and never looking back was a good idea. You didn't even know these people, you owed nothing to them to accept their offer and you weren't in the mood to deal with a bunch of kids... But the desperation and scared look in their eyes, even though they tried to hide it, was clear and that made you sit straight on your seat. Whining and pinching the bridge of your nose, you nodded and accepted to talk.

The woman, who later told you her name was Layla, smiled in gratitude and looked at the man beside her, who was Steven who had three alters, to speak since things were about to get complicated.

"Okay so, even I don't really understand what really is going on but one time I woke up in the middle of a meadow, got chased down by people and was holding a dung beetle. Later, I saw a man who was talking about the other world, the after life and then used a cane and then sucked the life out of a woman, saying that maybe bad thing will happen in the future and then everyone screamed-"

"All Hail Ammit, right?"

"Yes! But how did you..?"

"Ammit is the ancient Egyptian God that devoured the soul of those who she deemed unworthy. Eater of Hearts, Devourer of the Dead... Please, continue with your story, Steven Grant."

" And I don't know they were after the dung beetle and when I opened it, it just started to fly around, there is a God that wants me to be his avatar, well actually Marc is his but since he's inside my body, I kinda am his avatar too... And how do you know my surname, I didn't even tell you!?"

You sighed lovingly at the man who forgot that you were a Goddes yourself and waited for him to realize his mistake and when he did, he blushed so hard that he just wanted to crawl under the blankets and hide there forever. You pat his hand softly, telling him that it was okay and asked him to show you the beetle. Inspecting it while turning it upside down, you started to murmur to yourself.

" The ancient Egyptians identified this with creation, the indisputable strength of masculinity, procreation, wisdom, reincarnation, immortality and renewal... Ammit has been imprisoned for centuries and if there is a man, using her powers to collect souls... and thinking of the meaning of dung beetle... It's obvious that this Harrow man is trying to set her free, Steven..."

You gave it back to him and rubbed your face while thinking. The Egyptian Gods have always been into chaos more than anyone, being like little children and all that. They never gathered around one topic or aim, resulting in more chaos. They didn't even care about humanity anymore, opting to observe them through their avatars and even then, they didn't really give a single fuck about them. Always thinking so highly of themselves, looking down at humans... No wonder you hated their guts.

If this man would set Ammit free... You didn't want to imagine what would happen to the world.

"But... How can we stop them? We don't even know any God except you and you might not even help-"

"Who told you I'm not gonna help? I mean sure I'd have loved to have the retired life but... Unfortunately, if you come face to face with the other Gods, they wouldn't be nice to you... and probably wouldn't listen either. With me in the picture, they'd have no choice but listen."

"And Miss Lee... Since you're gonna help, can we learn your real name and identity please? If that's... okay?"

Looking at her sharply, you looked down and up at her, knowing that you were making them anxious second by second. Grinning joyfully, you nodded your head and popped a lollipop into your mouth, extending your hand out for her to shake.

"Nice to meet you, Layla El-Faouly! I'm the Goddess of Sun, Power snd Immortal Life... Daughter of Odin and Frigga, elder sister of Thor and Loki, a mother of two children and a woman who is this close to loose her shit."

She laughed at your way of introducing and watched you hug Steven to yourself lovingly, patting his head softly and praising him for being smart enough to find you. He curiously looked at your right and you turned your eyes at where he was looking but seeing no one, you ssked him what he was looking at.

"Oh, nothing! It's just... we didn't find you, he showed you to us..."

"He? Who?"

"It's the God of-"

Everyone inside the shop screamed when multiple bullets sounded around. Protecting Layla and Steven, tucking their head under your arms, you looked around to see a man with a cane walking towards you three. Creating a light shield around them, you took tentaive steps to the man looking at you with a fond smile. Feeling uneasy of his presence, you took out your staff and directed it to him. He stopped where the end of your sun staff ended, he bowed in front of you.

"O' the strong Goddess of the West, the one who enlightens paths and give what they desire, I find such pleasure in meeting the daughter of Odin..."

"As much as I like being praised, I really would rather you talk to me standing up, Arthur Harrow."

Smiling at you, he got up and after setting your staff down, he kissed your hand softly which made you raise a brow at his action. Meanwhile, Steven and Marc was having a headache over Khonshu screaming right next to him.

"IF YOU LET HIM TOUCH HER ONE MORE TIME, MARC SPECTOR, STEVEN GRANT, I'LL TEAR DOWN EVERY SINGLE MUSCLE OUT OF YOU!!"

Not being aware of what was happening behind you, Arthur started to talk while looking at you in astonishment.

"I never thought I'd see the day I'd be in front of such power but even someone like me can get lucky from time to time..."

"Cut the bullshit, darling... Enough of the praises, I already know why you're here."

"Then you also know that I've come here to convince you to join-"

"Who do you think you are, convincing me? I am the one that will decide on what I'll do and I'm the only one who will decide whether you're telling truth or not!"

Layla and Steven let out a wow at your voice echoing all around, and your body shining in an angry orange and red, Arthur's men took a few steps back but he only came closer to you with a manic grin. Directing your staff at him again, he didn't care and continued to talk.

"Oh, I can see why such a power is coming from you... Who would have guessed that a Goddess can have revenge inside of her so powerful that it's enough to burn everything?"

"I don't have revenge or anything like that inside me, watch your tongue, boy..."

"Oh, but you do. The fall of your home, your brother and your friends, being betrayed by the one you thought who loved you... So many sins have been committed against you..."

"Shut up..."

"I know the feeling... The same God who spoke such lovely words to you, whispering his love and affections also deceived me as well..."

Well, that caught your attention. Did he even know what he was talking about? Did he really know Khonshu at some point? You looked him up and down to see if he was throwing any lies at you but you saw... none.

With wide eyes, you lowered your guard and looked at him with big, shaky eyes. Seeing that he was getting under your skin, Marc took over an tried to break the shield that surrounded them.

"Do you... really know him? I mean-"

"Khonshu? The ever changing God? Yes, my dear... I know him and how he betrayed me just like how he betrayed you..."

Marc grunted in pain and cursed at you for creating such a strong shield. And the fact that Khonshu was screaming and trashing out didn't help.

"MARC! SAVE HER FROM HIS CLUTCHES!"

"Who is that woman to you anyways?! WHY ARE YOU SO-"

"BECAUSE SHE'S MY WIFE, YOU IDIOT!

"YOUR FUCKING WHAT?!!"

Before Arthur would try and touch you with his filthy hands, you heard the breaking of your shield and it was as if something switched back on. Growling at the man before you, you punched him hard from the balls and threw him away from you. Fighting against the men surrounding you, you turned to look at Steven and Layla to see if they were fine but what you saw made you falter and silently cry...

For the same bandages and Moon shape was on Steven, and your husband standing right in front of you protectively with a pleading and crushed look...

#marvel x you #marvel x gender neutral reader #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #moon knight imagine #moon knight x reader #steven grant imagine #steven grant x reader #marc spector imagine #marc spector x reader #khonshu imagine #khonshu x reader #bucky barnes #thor #loki

[absolutebl]

Love in the Air & also the smell of burning trash

MAME’s adaptation of her novels “Love Storm” (พายุรักโถมใจ) and “Love Sky” (พระพายหมายฟ้า) this is a duology focusing on two different couples and their storylines.

Well, fuck me. 

This is your fault tumblr and I blame all y’all entirely. But yes, guess what this is?

Well, it’s me flouncing, but apart from that?

Another MAME dumpster fire marshmallow roasting trash watch. 

Some of you even begged for it. Or maybe if I’m a MAME character, you didn’t beg for it but I’m gonna gaslight you into thinking you did and then ruthlessly kiss your neck.

Look. I DON”T KNOW WHAT’S GONG ON EITHER.

Good start, ABL. 

Real good start.

You see what this show is doing to me already? 

Fortunately for the few of you who like unconsenting trash-watch neck kisses, and unfortunately for the rest of you, the opening of this bloody show made me realize that I had to do a trash watch. 

Take the neck kisses. 

Take ‘em and like ‘em. 

Without further ado, let’s get started. 

Episode 1 - WHHHHYYYYYY???????

The longest establishing shot in the history of establishing shots, Kubrik take notes. 

And what is it focused on? The gayest bridge in Thailand! (okay maybe not, but it looks a lot like it) 

Did the overdramatic music make me laugh? Yes it did. 

My brain on BL figuring out what is being trafficked inside those 3 big trucks. 

A bunch of acoustic guitars?

Vats of pink milk?

Stacks of white towels and plastic bowls?

MAME’s morals, value system, and taste? 

I’m a motorcycle rider and I’m still disappointed they were full of motorcycles. 

Speaking of which, is anyone reminded of the trailer for that one Thai BL called Motorcycles from years ago? It never got made. 

Cute meet cute in the rain with the umbrella. Styling trope drops, actually. 

Takes me back it does... 

Can’t knock MAME’s meet cutes. 

Just everything else. 

The Characters 

Rain = Random assholery disguised as tsundere + flirting + homophobia wee. Also kinda stupid, dramatic, and slightly cute.

Matched with P’Phayu = a bisexual predator-slut (TM) because MAME can’t leave THAT one to dry for one fucking show. Bonus seme points for eyebrows even more aggressive than he is. 

I like Sky = snarky bestie with solid moral compass and epic eye rolls. Maybe she’ll let him be cool? (Oh noes, I said something, he’s doomed.) 

Random bratty kid in the seat behind Sky = I have seen that actor before, damn it. WHERE? OMG it’s Dr. Sing from Triage! 

Look I’m beginning to get slightly weirded out over the age jumping Thai actors do. 

He’s in high school, 

he is an office, 

he’s in uni, 

he’s a doctor, 

he’s back in high school. 

Are MaxTul the only ones allowed to grow up? 

Okay, grow up = wrong term entirely. Whatever. Don’t distract me with MaxTul, where was I? 

Right, instead let’s talk MewGulf. Anyone else think MAME is gunning for that pairing style with this lead couple? PhayuRain giving me... vibes of the TharnType variety, shall we say? Not exactly, of course. So maybe not vibes, more sort of squint your eyes wiggles target practice?

Back to the... episode. 

I’m losing the plot already. Fortunately for me, said plot is pretty banal, but what do I expect? 

Also the pacing is odd. Things are moving physically faster than they should, but with no real establishing emotional connection. Again normal for MAME. It’s either emotional chemistry drawn out as unnecessary angst over the whole show, or physical chemistry shoved in your face like a wet waffle with an attitude problem. 

I don’t know enough Thai slang to know if the double asshole entendre was on purpose with this dialogue. 

But if it was, it might actually be the greatest line ever executed in a BL. 

And I am thoroughly ashamed of myself for thinking that.

Get it? Ass-shamed.  

To conclude: 

Screw all you all, I’m dragging you down with me into this hell (ass)hole. And since I highly doubt there will be lube, this is gonna burn like the dumpster fire it is. 

I refuse to take responsibility for anything I say or do around this dumb show, it’s @fandomwithjoy ‘s fault. 

Episode 2 - in which I do some actual analysis about VO work as victim blaming and then get distracted by spankings and scoop neck t-shirts 

Serious moment of film studies? 

Do I think we are getting Rain’s voiceover (narration track AKA VO) because otherwise it’s too dub-con and this is MAME trying to avoid complaints? YES I DO. Basically we get Rain’s thoughts during the “almost rape” stuff so MAME can say: 

“See? He actually wants it.”

Look, here’s the thing about having a character VO narrate anything, it’s clumsy. It smacks of not trusting the audience (to be clever enough to follow the story) or the actors (to be good enough to transmit the emotion) or the genre (to convey the world building in a show not tell manner). That’s why so many in the film industry are against it. (See the Bladerunner VO controversy.) 

Do many of my favorite BLs do it? (Cough cough.. JAPAN.) Yes. But then I’m not as against it as many because I like super complex world building and I don’t mind some lazy technique in the pursuit of audience comprehension. Also yaoi was all about head hopping. 

HOWEVER, I’ve never seen voiceover work used as an excuse for portraying dubious content before. Essentially this show is doing a victim blame version of VO.  

Ballsy of you, MAME. VERY ballsy. 

I don’t know if I should be impressed or appalled. 

Typical. 

The thing about MAME is, regardless of anything else you know you’re going to have a lot to talk about. I suppose that’s why she always summons a trash watch. 

Quick add from the future: 

I went off on Takara & Amagi because they manage to use VO to directly combat dubcon (or at least the issues with BL that lead to dubcon) in a GOOD way. So if you’re intersted in this technique working, you should 1. be watching that show and 2. read this post about it.

No booze tonight but that’s only because allowing BL to drive you to drink once a week is expected, but twice? That’s just schedule mismanagement. 

So next week I might delay Unforgotten Night for Thursdays and just decree: 

Thursdays = BOOZEY BADGAYDAY! 

Trashlush Thursdays? 

Eh, I’m more creative when I’m drunk. 

Moving on to the new ep. 

It’s a weird quirk of Thai that no matter what, they will not believe that work is not pluralized in English these days. 

Every time it’s translated plural I think of little Victorian maiden aunts doing good works for their community, knitting, or darning, or tatting. 

And now I’m picturing Payu draped fiber arts. 

Back to Daddy Payu... 

No. 

I can’t. 

He just doesn’t give daddy vibes. Bad boy vibe = yes, daddy = no. 

Back to P’Payu disciplining his bad boy in the bathroom. 

With... erm, neck breathing, I guess?

Still, oddly sexy.

Also... RESULT. Rain used polite (submissive) language. 

Am I taken with the idea of Domming for linguistics? YES I AM. 

Shall we try? 

Nong Thailand, NO MORE “works” FOR YOU! 

I will now breathe heavily on your neck until you stop sticking that “s” on the end. 

Nope, that didn’t work. Works. Ha! 

Question: Who the hell is directing this? It feels like Tee’s work but he’s not listed on MDL. *** 

Look the thing about bratty militant tsunderes without reason like Rain (or Type for that matter) is I fail to see why anyone likes him or wants to be friends with him, let alone fuck him. Fuck with him, sure. But he’s not hot enough to get over a bad personality. 

Sky deserves better friends! 

The seme’s race track consult. Nods in the general direction of Cutie Pie, like anyone could out-seme Zee and Max, are they cray cray? Body language alone. 

But could we talk about the sound in this not-Cutie Pie seme-conspiracy scene? It is so SO BAD. They just what? Hooked up some cheap-ass wireless mics during a wind storm and thought, why bother looping? Flipping heck. MAME’s got money, this is insulting, 

Moving on swiftly please. 

Poor Sky, abandoned by his so-called friend to be (presumably) seduced by greasy motorcycle dude with bad sound tech. (Yes I think that’s where they meet but we won’t see it until their section, which I’m guessing will be in the second half of the series. I believe we got a Star & Sky approach happening here.)

And now... 

Slap that baby, make him scream!

(10 points to the first elder goth who gets the reference.)

But also... 

A spanking! 

A spanking!

I had to, okay.

To my knowledge this is the first spanking scene in BL (Japan doesn’t go in for spankings as a rule, everything else of course). Thus Monty Python is required on such an august occasion. 

This is a serious, hallmarked event in the history of the genre.

Heh he. Hall...marked. Get it? 

Okay, I did find it cute that Payu chose a scoop-neck T for his boy, clearly we got a neck fetish going on. 

That’s it. 

That’s all I got. It was what it was, I’m not mad about it, just a little... okaaaayyyy. It’s MAME, no whiff of consent shall there be. I’m not excusing it but dub-con has just GOT to be her kink. 

Gotta go, works are waiting. 

*** Spies reported in:

Apparently the director is Neti Suwanjinda. He's new to BL who previously seems only to have done short films and music videos. Prior to that, he was bassist in the 2000s rock band Am Fine. Good times. 

NO SINGING

Episode 3 - Linguistic Domination is a Go!  

am one and a half glasses of wine in and ready to do this thing! 

Sky is the best boy and also kinda a little shit. Good combo. Like red wine and dark chocolate. 

Sky, are you trying to remind us that there is meant to be a plot?

Please don’t. 

I love how they called out English 3rd person gendered pronouns in one tricky little scene. 

THAI LINGUISTICS DOMINATION CORNER!

Okay so when he is being polite Rain uses Phi/pom + krap (with he full roll).

When he not being polite he still uses phi but he’s slipping in wa (instead of na, which makes it rude and informal) and not using krap at all (which makes it curt and impolite).  

So the little training session was about particle use. 

Cute. 

Then we got a date, I was very distracted by interesting food choices ordered off that menu, and am mad we did not get a good shot of the table after they were served the dishes. 

I’m starting to get tsundere Can vibes from Rain, and tsundere Tharn vibes from Payu. Not sure what that means except MAME only has about 6 character personalities she rotates though. We kinda knew that already. 

Well, this is BL. 

OH WAIT, is Sky gonna be like a snarky Pete character? Wouldn’t that be grand?  

And Dr Sing is playing the Techno of this drama. As always: never enough Techno. 

I’m not gonna explain that statement, it’s like 5 BLs deep.

All in all not a bad episode (not a good one, either).

Shoulda had more spanking, tho. And more wine. 

Ooo, wine! 

Meanwhile:

I just realized the actor playing Payu kinda reminds me of Seonghwa from Ateez and now I can’t stop imagining him in a cropped shirt and vinyl, and it’s BAD people. 

Episode 4 - I just... ARGH

Payu is just such a manipulative hot/cold arse. I don’t even like Rain and I think it’s cruel the way Payu jerks him around. You don’t train someone up and then abandon them for any reason. Payu is really pissing me off.

 Their chemistry is good though. That age old agony with MAME. 

I am going to state for the record that no one deserves Sky. Sky is too good for this show let alone his friends or boyfriends. MAME should leave my precious Sky ALONE. Sky is best cinnamon roll ever frosted. 

Meanwhile, cruel or not, I guess Payu’s training technique is working. I just wish it had been negotiated. I think I’d really like this show if they’d had a five sentence kink convo verbal contract in ep 1. 

It’s a dangerous game that we play

when we seek to rewrite MAME

for the characters stick

to just one pony trick

only chemistry will save the day 

Although I’m not sure ‘bout that sex scene. 

no opening condoms with teeth, I don’t care how sexy

no one can one-hand a glove that fast, not even a pro

no lube and no prep?

Look I’m just gonna pretend Payu was riding, makes me feel better about everything. Then I can pretend he took care of the necessities ahead of time. Or maybe it was just frotting? 

Episode 5 - In which MAME as officially ruined my favorite thing 

I’m not drunk but I am jet lagged and that’s almost the same thing. 

I see why they don’t have the seme actor with his hair down often, he looks way too young. 

Oh dear, baby was caught in the rain. Baby got sick. This is BL. Bound to happen. 

The horsing around flirty boyfriends is VERY cute. 

I didn’t get any more from the meeha bits than was translated. My stuff on wifey language in Thai BL is here.

These two are good kissers but it’s getting to be a lot of kissing. 

Sky puts up with epic amounts of shit. 

I guess MAME is preparing him for his own story line?

Get it?

Moving swiftly on from my crassness.  

Also Sky, baby, your friend was silly long before he got a faen. 

Oh yay!!!! A counter lift! That’s almsot as good as a spanking!

Hooray! 

WAIT.

What is this? 

NO SINGING. 

I now know the only time I don’t love a counter lift is WHEN IT IS COMBINED WITH SINGING.

MAME has ruined my favorite thing!

(To be fair she’s been ruining perfectly good BL for ages now, so I guess she already was ruining my favorite thing... gah, where was i?) 

A perfectly lovely counter lift mutilated by acapella. 

I feel like I should write an ode, or a dirge. But I wouldn’t ruin your day by singing it. 

OMG I’M SO UPSET RIGHT NOW. 

Don’t laugh, I can see you laughing.

I’m spiraling into a deep depression as a result of counter lifting Thai soloists. 

There will be nightmares. I tell you. Nightmares. 

I should have been drinking. 

Stupid MAME. It was actually a perfectly serviceable episode. 

Until the singing.  

I’m going to bed now.

Episode 6 - We Are Now Calling this show “The Taming of the Screw”

And by “we” I mean me. And you can’t stop me. Can never stop the bad puns, for they MUST live! 

 (source)

#trash watch gonna trash #Love in the Air #thai bl #episode recaps #trash watch #trashy bl #dupster fire bl #bad bl #good bl #i don't know if I like it #you decide #phayu x rain #tharntype #love by chance #mameverse #bl made me do it #run before it's too late #can't say i didn't warn you #this will be all snark all post #no quarters will be given #bl review #bl watch along #i'm taking you down with me

[mstrickster]

What kind of sense of humor do your ships have?

The Mighty Ducks:

Banksway: I headcanon that Adam has the driest sense of humor. Like sarcasm is his second nature. He is probably one of the most sarcastic of all the Ducks. However, no one expects it because he tells jokes very seriously. When they first got to know him, they thought he hated them. He makes these types of jokes because he can be a smartass around his parents. Charlie also has a sarcastic sense of humor. However, unlike Adam, who will wait for the perfect moment to drop a joke, Charlie is constantly sarcastic. It doesn’t hit as hard as Adam, but it is still hilarious.

Connie/Guy: Guy strikes me as someone who enjoys puns and dad jokes.  He is sarcastic just like the rest of them. However often he is cheesy more than snarky. He and Jesse joke about everything. Therefore, his sense of humor is ruined. Connie has a kinda mean sense of humor. Observational I think is the proper word. I mean to her friends it is a way to say I love you. However, she will violently insult you. It will be hilarious, and you will feel bad. However, it is also brilliant, and you can’t be truly mad.

Tammy/Fulton: Fulton is the master of improvisational humor. He can see someone and think of at least 10 ways to make them laugh right away. I feel like he’s the kind of person who doesn’t like awkward silences, so he is always cracking jokes. He is fast and always ready. Tammy and him fit perfectly because her sense of humor is witty. She is quicker on her feet than Fulton, which is saying something. Also, she will make a joke and it will take you like 5 minutes to get it, but it is amazing. Goldberg thinks she makes humor too smart but that’s because he is the target of her humor often.

Wudoza: Luis probably has a dirty type of humor. Everything to him can be a sex joke. However, it’s not the gross/creepy type of humor. It is more the out of nowhere dirty humor. I think a good example from my life is my friend joking about Chili’s having an amazing bush. It is also slightly inside joke humor. He and Kenny laugh about things that the others don’t even know. Kenny has observational humor. He doesn’t often make jokes to people because he is small, and people will try to beat his ass. However, around his friends he is brutal. For some reason I feel like he would make a joke like this, “Cole should change his name to cold cause Portman knocked his ass out.”

Batfam:

Jayroy: Jason has he dark sense of humor. He will joke about dying any chance he can. He will make observational jokes about his family. He roasts them on the daily. I can see Roy having dad humor. Like even before Lian he probably had the cheesiest sense of humor. I could also see him having a mix of dad humor and dirty humor around Jason. The jokes are the worst, but Jason will blush anyways.

JonDami: Damian’s sense of humor is roasting his family. He also won’t admit to actually having a clear sense of humor. He is the master of observational humor. To the point where he will stay something completely out of pocket, but he means it seriously. He doesn’t understand why people are laughing, this is serious. Jon had the stupid sense of humor before he met Damian. However, having a best friend like Dami made him much better at sarcasm. However, he’s a boy scout so no one ever expects it.

Timberkon: Conner is technically still like 5 I think he has the immature sense of humor. He and Bernard will laugh at the stupidest things. Tim doesn’t understand why any of it is funny. Like legit he will sit there going “Why are you two laughing people might be dead.” I fully believe Tim and Damian have the same sense of humor. I feel like they also often make jokes no one will understand expect Damian who will refuse to laugh. Bernard is the middle he will go either way. However, it is not to the extremes of either Kon or Tim. Also why is the only one in this ship who doesn’t have a three-letter nickname, I mean not really.

Birdflash: These two share the same sense of humor. It is puns and stupid humor when together. No one thinks it’s funny, but all their jokes have each other dying. Like think the SpongeBob scene where they are laughing about 25. That is Dick and Wally to me.

StephCass: Steph is a sarcastic humor person. She is very good at making a joke that people don’t get till so much later. I could see Cass having a silly sense of humor. Like she will laugh at Wally and Dick’s dad humor. To be honest she just likes to be involved.

#dc comics #batfam #dick grayson #jason todd #red hood #nightwing #damian wayne #tim drake #cassandra cain #red robin #robin #batfamily #stephcass #stephanie brown #jayroy #birdflash #jondami #timberkon #jonathan kent #roy harper #wally west #bernard dowd #conner kent #kon-el #charlie conway #adam banks #banksway #The Mighty Ducks #connie moreau #guy germaine

[lynpheas]

vy my beloved big brained winx mutual you simply must ramble about the platonic winx/specialists dynamics i'm actually begging you </3 aldhgl

like,, which ones are your favorite and why! which ones do you want to see more of in canon! which ones are you definitely sure would be great but have zero canon evidence for (tecna helia dynamics my beloved ueghhhh)

THANK YOU FOR ASKING! YOU WILL RECEIVE!

i'm a huge huge huge sucker for platonic friendships and i think the biggest personal attack winx club canon has made on ME, vy lynpheas, is that they never really develop... platonic winx and specialist relationships ☹️ i haven't seen s1-3 in a long while but i just rewatched s4 and i'm wracking my brain trying to remember any platonic interactions between the winx and their non-boyfriend specialists. & i got nothing. when there was a 30 second interaction in s5 between sky and flora right before sky got amnesia, my 12 year old self thought about it for months i swear 😭

so i'm just gonna throw out a bunch of fun random pairings i like and how i think their friendship would work because my basic assumption is that EVERYONE is friends with EVERYONE because i want them to be!!!

(also i wrote most of this in oct 2023 and forgot about it but if anyone wants to ask me abt any more platonic pairings i would be so so so down 😭😭)

tecna & riven

okay this dynamic i have a lot of fun thinking about just bc tecna is musa's roommate so she deals with riven on a diff level than the other girls

i think esp early tecna would tend to make snap judgments of people & she immediately thinks riven is like. rude and immature and so everything he does after that point is framed through that lens. & i think riven is primarily motivated by his emotions (at least in terms of his interpersonal relationships) and tecna who is more "logic" based so she doesn't really understand why he acts the way he does. (i put logic in quotes because i do think tecna is biased toward her feelings when it comes to interpersonal relationships, but she sorta confirmation biases herself into thinking her judgment is more factual) & so i think their relationship begins as being vaguely antagonistic/indifferent (ie tecna making snarky comments to the side and riven being like. offended but kinda writing it off by acting like he just doesn't care about tecna), especially because she doesn't see why musa would like such a jerk and thinks musa deserves better.

then i think because of proximity and just facing a lot of mortally perilous conflict together, tecna begins to respect/sympathize with riven a lot more as a strategist because riven is actually like. pretty contemplative about his next moves, and she sees how his abrasive personality obfuscates that and leads to the specialist squad initially just. bulldozing over his ideas bc they're like "oh riven's just an asshole all the time let's go with sky's plan." and i think riven begins to really appreciate and respect tecna's tactical skills but also be slightly envious of how the winx do rely on tecna and trust her judgment. and he tries to learn from her approach: more levelheaded suggestions rather than condescending/combative remarks to express his ideas.

& i think riven's really good friends with timmy (they might be roommates in s1? i don't know if i made that up tho) so when tecna starts showing up more often & he can tell she's very important to timmy, riven makes an effort to be less rude and standoffish toward her, although still awkward. i think this is what especially shatters tecna's preconceptions about riven bc besides her relationship with timmy, he doesn't have any real reason to make nice with her -- especially after she's been pretty rude to him about him and musa.

and then they become pretty decent friends! maybe not super emotionally intimate, but they like, advocate for each other. tecna really utilizes riven's skillsets in her plans and makes sure he isn't overlooked & riven gets more protective over tecna bc he's like. this girl is smart and capable. and even when they don't always see eye-to-eye, she's very kind in her own non-traditional way.

musa & timmy

between riven and tecna, musa sees a Lot of timmy. i think as riven and tecna stop being as icy with one another, the four of them hang out as a group a lot. musa can kinda be the odd one out at times, because tecna and timmy can technobabble together a lot but if they veer into. hovercrafts or battle strategy riven and tecna can get Really into it with each other bc they agree on enough to not argue but have enough strong contrasting opinions to have very spirited conversations. so musa can kinda sit back and watch as timmy gets ousted from the convo and they have solidarity in that LMAO

they're both very chill and timmy is just. super curious about all of musa's hobbies and interests bc he doesn't know Anything abt music or anything. & i feel like timmy is an edm/techno/trap kinda guy & i hc that musa freelance djs at clubs and parties. so timmy is like fascinated by the mechanics of all of that and musa loves talking about music in any capacity so they reach common ground through that. and in turn musa gets interested in like, hovercraft mechanic convos and videogame lore that also helps musa better connect with riven and tecna!!

& i think these conversations evolve into. timmy tagging along with musa to raves LOL like they party it UP together!!! like timmy is pretty self-conscious and awkward at first, but musa really shows him that dancing/enjoying music isn't about how you look or acting cool -- it's just about having fun. and it really brings him out of his shell. timmy's got his white boy dance moves!!! riven goes to musa's shows sometimes but edm gives him a headache and most of the girls like to party but they're not into the subculture at all so they're not consistent participants. but timmy is a yes-man! he always wants to come!

& timmy and musa get fairly close because of this! timmy is such a huge hype man and occasional technician for musa and musa knows she can always rely on timmy to show up for her! and they just learn a lot from each other!

plus because they're both close with the other's respective partners, they like to go to the other for relationship advice because they'll get some unique insight into the problems they're facing. timmy is a huge riven-is-just-misunderstood advocate and musa knows tecna's ins and outs.

musa & timmy besties agenda <3 like i really really just love the idea of their friendship

aisha & riven

this is the only non-romantically involved winx/specialist combo i had actual recollection of interacting before i did my rewatch tbh. or i guess also riven and bloom. riven is just a very notable character LMFAO

anyways, aisha is hyper-independent and riven is prickly and easy to misjudge so. aisha doesn't fuck with him very much at first BUT when she comes into the winx's life she didn't firsthand experience riven double-crossing them w the trix. so she's an asshole to him for like. "i think you're kind of a loser and i don't like men that much in general" reasons instead of "you have personally wronged me" reasons. she challenges him to petty stuff because she likes poking the bear and she finds it kind of entertaining to see him get annoyed and want to prove himself for the sake of his ego, but eventually she just starts genuinely thinking that riven's a pretty decent guy. like, he never tries to undermine her for her skills, he just wants to match and surpass her. and he simultaneously respects her authority but also respects her enough to disagree with her and involve her in certain decisions, where she's used to having to put her foot down to assert herself.

at first riven really just. does not care that there's a new winx girl bc besides musa and maybe bloom they're all kinda the same to him. but then aisha is just kinda mean to him and temporarily hogs his hoverbike so he starts actively disliking her but underneath it all begrudgingly respects her. THEN he finds out she and musa are getting really close and she's actually a princess and he sees her put sky in his place over smth that wouldve irritated the fuck out of riven privately -- and he just starts to really like and respect her.

at first, aisha just likes to aggravate riven bc she initially thinks he's kind of standoffish and takes himself too seriously. so they'll be walking with the group and she'll all of a sudden be like "bet i can reach that tree faster than you" and riven's like "what are you talking about" "so you know you're gonna lose?" "uh, fuck no, you're on" and suddenly they're sprinting past everyone else and leaving them in the dust. but aisha tends to win these little competitions and eventually after she starts genuinely liking riven, she gets bored of trying to get a rise out of him. but riven still thinks she's cool asf and wants her to realize that he's actually Not A Loser so he's the one that ends up instigating more often.

their friendship is mostly characterized by them just. egging each other on. bet you can't do more hoverboard tricks than me. bet you can't do a backflip on the spot. bet you can't tell musa you haven't listened to her mixtape yet. bet you can't let stella give you a makeover. bet you can't swing from that vine across that canyon. holy shit riven ur lucky i have wings otherwise you would've died. nah i knew i could trust you.

like honestly riven is basically just aisha and tecna's kid brother. with aisha specifically he just rly wants to prove himself to her lmfao. little does he know, aisha already thinks he's cool but she will never ever ever tell him that.

stella & sky

so canonically stella has probably never met sky before red fountain in order to be able to pull off the whole name-switch situation, but i think it'd be fun if they had at least some awareness of each other before going to school from being the royals of their respective realms. like you can't tell me they've never attended the princess balls of some realm that's mutually allied with eraklyon and solaria! if anything, as his squire, brandon and sky must've always attended events together and been so close/tight-knit that a lot of people weren't exactly sure who was who, just that the duo themselves were sky and his squire. (because sky also barely looks like his parents lmfao)

i like to think that stella is extremely put off by sky for multiple reasons, including that he ultimately fucked up her relationship and completely broke bloom's trust. and pettily she sorta vows to make sure solaria and eraklyon never have good relations ever again. sky's like. well, can't let that happen + i need to be on stella's good side for the sake of brandon/bloom

and i think this results in him just like !! slowly trying to initiate a relationship with stella, like if he agrees with her about something he'll go out of his way to make it known he agrees with her. and just making comments and stuff to get on her good side

and stella sees right thru this lmfao she's like ok... i see your game... and i don't respect it... but she fully just leans into it and if sky is saying some kind of affirmative to an outrageous idea she has she's just like ok bet. put your money where your mouth is

which is how sky ends up in a lot of ridiculous situations because of stella like maybe during a mission stella suggests going down a path everyone else is hesitant about, and sky is also hesitant but he doesn't necessarily DISagree with her so he loudly corroborates her plan and then. it's just the two of them who get sent down that path and then get fucking eaten by a venus flytrap monster or smth idk. or sky ends up being stella's mannequin for like 12 hours straight while she figures out draping. or he ends up accompanying her to a stuffy ball where everyone around her is condescending her

and then eventually they'll just have more and more moments where they're spending time together like one on one and theyre like???? hey we actually do have a lot in common because of our upbringings and we can give each other diff perspectives about how to deal with the expectations that were imposed on us growing up

like stella has reacted to being in the spotlight as a princess by being aggressively and unapologetically herself. shes not afraid of fucking up but shes like inifinitely empathetic and kindhearted. sky is kinda the opposite where he's always tried to mold himself into expectations and really lean into this idea of being a leader-prince charming type guy. and basically they teach each other how to Be A Royal in a way that allows them to be their truest selves. like sky helps stella figure out how to use Royalty Etiquette and Rules to get her way and stella helps sky figure out how to let loose and not be so bogged down by duty all the time

#textp #winx club headcanons #ask #floralovebot #musa #tecna #timmy #riven #stella #sky #aisha #layla #winx musa #winx tecna #winx timmy #winx riven #winx stella #winx sky #winx aisha #winx layla #vy writes! #winx #winx club

[narumika]

Howdy dear friend ! I came hare with a merely entreaty :)

May I ask for Headcaones for Akechi and Joker with girlfriend who have a white snake as a pet ?

(if it made ya that slightly uncomfortable dear author-san no need to write it!)

(I hope this help little bit when writing the HC: The snake name is Lotus, Lotus doesn't like to be away for her owner for to long always like to hang around her owner, like morgana Lotus always hides in that bag wanting to go with her owner everywhere she gose to, if Lotus sense any danger or a creepy won't stop bothering her owner she makes her apprench to be known with her wrapping herself around her owner neck and hissing at sort of danger that is bothering these two, if ever going to that mementos she becomes like Mona a chibi that talks she and her owner will no stop talking to each other because they finally could communicate with there own comfort being<3)

I'm sorry if this is to much for you, You can always decline this request if you want

Have Nice Day/Night!!

notes: this is so cute actually wait.... give her a little phantom thief outfit that would be so adorable

goro akechi/fem reader, joker/fem reader, fluff, spoiler warning!

JOKER/AKIRA KURUSU

you both bond over having a pet animals. mona and lotus. mona and lotus became friends because of how much you two would hang around each other.

in the metaverse, you and akira are the best duo. you're both able to gather intel stealthily and efficiently. the other phantom thieves would give lotus nicknames, and grow to become more calm around her.

at first, he would be a little worried due to the fact she was a snake, and could possibly kill you at any second, but when he saw how calm lotus was he wasn't as worried anymore. (still a little worried tho cause he has no idea if hes fair game or not. whoopsies!)

GORO AKECHI

thinks its cool. definitely the type of guy to look at it with a little smile like "hello there :)" and then lotus just starts hissing.

if you're working with the phantom thieves, he's kinda surprised but also expected it. he encourages you to "do the right thing and tell him who the leader is" and if you don't budge he just gives up. he will be back the next day to ask about it.

once he "joins", he's acts surprised at how lotus talks to him, but says a snarky response that sounds a little crueler than normal. before, he had to take the remarks he could hear and pretend he couldn't understand (assuming lotus can talk like morgana), but now he could talk back. he becomes so petty ugh i hate sassy men

when joker gets caught, you're just as worried as the rest of them but also a little hurt knowing your boyfriend was going to be the one to kill your best friend.

engine room scene is absolutely devastating. lotus tries to comfort you, but it's still difficult to move on even with the endless support you get. that just fuels your drive even more to bring shido to justice.

#persona 5 x reader #p5 #p5 x reader #goro akechi #goro akechi x reader #joker persona 5 #akira kurusu #akira kurusu x reader

[yourspace-demons]

I figured I should finally fill this chart out after having it sit in the gallery for months now 💀

More in depth explanations

Colby- At first Alonso really disliked the twins since they picked on his friends (he would get his revenge in the dueling club) but soon ended up becoming friends with Colby after taking care of the dragon with him- he can tolerate him is all- can’t really hang out with him if he’s always with his brother

Lottie- she’s one of the very few people Alonso will allow to stay with him in his own little hideouts when he needs his personal space - it’s just a tree out in the field with all the birds he’s taking care of . Normally if someone he doesn’t like joins him he will straight up leave or ask them to leave him alone but he enjoys her company and allows her to be there with him. Often draws alongside her to let his emotions out, she kinda introduced that to him and he’s grateful for it

Fisher- Alonso absolutely cannot stand him whatsoever and will often pick fights with him. He doesn’t hesitate to strike first if the bullying keeps going past certain boundaries, more so about his friends, he couldn’t care less if he’s the one being picked on. He often gets detention because of this

Robyn- Alonso doesn’t really think much of her, he definitely likes how competitive and excited she gets for anything Quidditch related he can relate to her as he also gets competitive- but for dueling instead sometimes goes out and plays a match or two with her, when he isn’t tired that is-

Kevin- Again doesn’t really think much- more often leaves him to his books and such. He sometimes tries to help him with his confidence in dueling by doing some friendly matches. He tries some playful taunting to try and convince him- doesn’t really work tho and backs off immediately

Cassandra- At first he didn’t like her since she made fun of his outfit- literally wearing his school uniform at the time- He surprised her slightly when he actually responded with a snarky remark instead of shying away like their other classmates causing some interest to form. His interest was sparked when she invited him to a duel (he thought she disliked him) -he barely won the duel- lied and said it was easy to get a reaction- after that they formed a mutual rivalry. Somewhere between Y2 and Y3 they grew from tolerating each other to being close friends- however they agreed to keep it a secret from everyone

Daniel- With all the adventures they’ve gone on it’s no surprise Alonso is really close with Daniel and isn’t afraid to get into fights for him- seeing as he’s his first real friend. He finds it hard however during Y3 to continue being there for Daniel after all the choices he’s making and choosing to hang out with Elliot more often- (During this Alonso ends up hanging out with Cassandra more) He gets really hurt when he gets pushed away from helping him - that emotion quickly turning into anger and a more of ‘Do what you want’ attitude- Despite that however- he won’t hesitate to throw hands with either Gridley or Elliot- even throwing a threat at both of them if they think about hurting his friend. Toward the end of Y2 is where Daniel ended up forming a small crush on Alonso however can’t focus much on that while dealing with Y3 stuff

Ivy- Much with Daniel, Alonso becomes really close with Ivy after Y1. He sees her more of a little sister and is protective of her- not that she needs to be protected. They sometimes go off and have study sessions and she helps him with homework, especially charms homework. They spend more time together after Daniel goes off with Elliot, they agree to be there for Daniel but won’t hesitate to call him out on his choices.

Not sure if you guys can see the weird little purple lines underneath some words- I don’t know how to get rid of em-

#harry potter magic awakened #hp magic awakened #hpma mc #hpma oc #harry potter #hpma #harry potter magic awakened mc #hpma original character #this took me 2 hours to write #I was just supposed to post this picture #it’s 4 in the morning 🧍‍♂️ #I have to get up in like an hour #Alonso lore tho 😁

[the-inky-isles]

o.k. overture

His siblings want him to have a sense of normalcy. Lloyd isn’t sure he even knows what “normal” means.

Pairings: familial ninja, jaya, kailor, greenflower (lloyd/brad tudabone)

Word count: 6539

Warnings: People disappearing, discussion of unhealthy relationships, discussion of trauma

Lloyd felt a little bit cornered.

Yesterday was…hard. Wu started bullying them all into getting back into training (sans Cole who was still fucked up from the fall from the Bounty) and Lloyd had designated today for the team to take it easy. The monastery was also mercifully quiet and he had been looking forward to the fresh box of marshmallow cereal Cole and Jay hadn’t stuck their dirty little hands into already.

But it appears that the rest of his family had other plans.

Kai and Nya had come in as he sat down and, while he mourned his chance to scroll mindlessly through his phone as he ate, Lloyd was more than happy to let his siblings sit with him.

Yeah, well, he wasn’t too happy with that decision anymore. Why had he agreed to be their brother in the first place? Seemed fake.

“What’s up?” he asked, almost naively, as if this was just a normal morning and not one where his entire family decided to backstab him in the most traitorous way. “You both look nervous.” It was true, the Smith siblings looked very shifty. It didn’t suit them. Kai kept fiddling with the various rings on his fingers or reaching back to tug on the ends of his hair. Nya was a bit more subtle, stretching her calloused hands out on the table and tip-tapping her foot underneath the table. Lloyd squinted at them and shoved a spoonful of cereal into his mouth. “Shpi’ i’ ou’ a’ready.” Kai breathed out a large gust of air and Nya squared her shoulders slightly.

“We wanted to talk to you,” Kai started slowly, as if talking to a wild animal. Lloyd raised an eyebrow and swallowed his bite of food.

“Well, you are succeeding in that, you certainly are talking.” When neither sibling reached over to swipe at his head for his snarkiness, Lloyd bit the inside of his cheek nervously. “What did you want to talk about?”  he asked, his voice a little more serious. Nya opened her mouth before closing it and looking at her brother. Kai just shrugged and looked away; Lloyd looked down at his cereal and thought maybe he wasn’t as hungry as he thought.

“We know that- you haven’t had the best time in terms of school,” Nya started and Lloyd rubbed his fingers against the grain of the wooden dining table.

“Oookay? I am aware that Darkley’s was shit,” Lloyd said. “You guys are kinda freaking me out, can you just get to the point?”

“We want you to try going back to school,” Kai said all at once and Nya smacked him. “What! This was getting tedious!”

“We all agreed we were gonna try to do this slowly,” she hissed at him. Kai scoffed and Lloyd felt a little bit like his mind was floating out of the room.

“Then they shouldn’t have asked us to do this. Cole is good with breaking it gently, not us.” Nya rolled her eyes, crossing her arms in annoyance. She turned her attention back to Lloyd.

“Yes, what dumbass said-”

“I fucking raised you-” she completed ignored Kai and kept going.

“Wu made a point that you haven’t really-” she paused, as if she was trying to get the right words to come to mind, “that you haven’t really had a normal childhood and now that the Oni are gone, maybe we should try again.” Lloyd raised both eyebrows and laughed humorlessly.

“Oh, so after the Great Devourer, the Overlord, Chen, Morro, fucking Harumi and my dad, now I get to have a normal childhood.” He snorted and shook his head. “No way.” Lloyd stood up from the bench and picked up his bowl. “Tell my uncle thanks, but no thanks.”

“Wait, come on, kid,” Kai interjected, “think about it, you’d go back to school on a trial basis, meet people your own age who aren’t all- y’know, fucked in the brain a bit,” Nya flicked him on the side of his head and from the look of appall on her face, he had kicked back. “You’d get to be normal.”

Lloyd looked back and forth between both of his siblings, his eyebrows pulled together. “I tried to be normal with my dad and with Rumi and with Akita and none of it ever worked out. No.” Before either of the other ninja could interject, Lloyd tossed his bowl of cereal onto the breakfast counter behind him and stormed out.

-

“He did what?”

Nya threw her hands up in the air, using her feet to push her rolling chair away from the work desk and spin her across the room. “He just stormed out! Did _not _want to listen to us at all.” Jay pursed his lips as he looked up from the mech arm he was working on.

“That…doesn’t sound like him,” her yin said hesitantly. “You sure he was in a decent mood?” Nya scoffed.

“Of course he was fine, do you not think I can’t read my own brother?” Jay sighed and set down his screwdriver, moving the large magnification glass used to look at smaller mechanisms away from him.

“I didn’t say that,” he said wryly. “You and I both know that Lloyd can pretend that things are fine when they really aren’t.” Nya opened her mouth to say something but Jay beat her to it. “Don’t take it personally if you don’t always know what’s going on in that brain of his.” To Jay’s surprise, his partner snorted. “What’s so funny?”

“You could take some of that advice yourself, you know,” she said, scooting over to his desk. Jay blushed and ducked his head sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

“Yeah, well, I can deal it, I can’t take it.” Nya laughed a little more loudly at that and stretched her hand across the desk for Jay to take and lace their fingers together. She smiled at the sight of their intertwined hands but then sighed and let her head fall back against her chair. “You wanna tell me what’s going on through your brain?” he asked quietly. Nya sighed again, more deeply.

“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I thought he would be ecstatic. He’s wanted nothing more than something like this for…years.” Jay squeezed her hand.

“Maybe something’s changed,” he said. “He’s been different since Harumi.” Nya threw her free arm up in frustration.

“But that’s the thing, wouldn’t he not want her to take over his experiences? Wouldn’t he want to try again?” Jay frowned thoughtfully for a minute, his free hand mindlessly reaching for a fidget toy near his work tools.

“Remember when we talked about doing an official ceremony?” he asked out of the blue. Nya scrunched her face, confused, but nodded anyways.

“Yeah, and we decided against it.”

“Why did we decide no?” Nya gave Jay a look and he shrugged. “Humor me.”

“Well,” she started hesitantly, looking away from him, “I would need to wear white.”

“And?”

“And the reason why I couldn’t wear white is the same reason we decided against getting married.” Jay pulled the hand that was laced with his up to this mouth and pressed his lips against her skin before setting their hands back down.

“Do you think we should do it anyways?” he asked, and Nya turned her head so fast, her neck cracked audibly.

“What?” she asked, nearly yelling. “Absolutely not, that was _hell _for us, why would we ever want to relive it?” Jay shrugged again, biting down on his bottom lip so that it wouldn’t wobble. His formerly damaged eye watered dangerously but Nya tamped down the urge to wipe the tears away.

“Maybe it’s the same for Lloyd,” he said, his voice cracking in the middle. “Sensei Garmadon was gone nearly as fast as he came back and he tried falling in love with Harumi.” Jay laughed wetly and ducked his head to wipe his eyes before tears fell. Nya squeezed his hand gently and Jay sniffed, squeezing back, before lifting his head back up. “That’s like- a quintessential teenage experience for people who experience romance and that got so fucked up for him.”

Like one of Zane’s arrows hitting the practice target at breakneck speed, it dawned on Nya all of a sudden. “He doesn’t wanna try being normal because it’s always-” she cut herself off and swallowed hard. “Jeez,” she whispered. Jay sighed shakily. Nya slowly pulled her hand away, but not without pressing their palms together before running her hands through her hair. “Jeez, what do I do?”

“Just wait for a bit,” Jay said, letting go of the fidget toy in one hand in favor for his screwdriver. “You’re his big sister, Nya, he’s not gonna stay away for long.” Nya groaned and pressed her the meat of her palms into her eyes.

“I _hate _being patient.”

“You wanna help me work on this arm while you suffer?” Nya pulled her hands away from her face and turned to grin at her partner.

“You’re the best.” Jay just smirked and threw a pair of googles at her head.

-

Pixal and Zane showed up during his kitchen duty with facts about the health benefits to socializing with his peers. Cole talked about how much he loved the library his school had and conveniently remembered all the comic books they had. Wu commented during a guided mediation about the “joys of education”, which whatever, Lloyd knew everything he needed to know about fricking calculus, which is to say none at all. The resident nindroids were much more than glorified calculators, but if they could figure out the most complicated chemical formulas, why did anyone need Lloyd to know how to balance chemical formulas?

Jay was the only one Lloyd could be around in the monastery without the dangers of being indoctrinated; the issue was that Nya was in the workshop with her partner more often than not and Kai seemed to be really interested in learning how each individual part of the mechs worked.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk to his siblings, except that he really didn’t. He regretted the way he talked to them and he wanted to apologise. He didn’t like the way words came out of his mouth these days and his aggression had little to do with Kai and Nya specifically.

Nonetheless, he didn’t want to revisit the topic at hand more than he wanted to clear the air, so. That’s where things were gonna stay for now.

Every meal, every training session, every patrol that he had to interact with his big brother and sister felt like the tension was wrapping rope around his neck tight enough to choke him. He hated not being able to talk to them and he knew that if he just went and said that he never wanted to talk about going back to school ever again, they’d drop it in zero seconds flat.

But that meant talking about why he never wanted to talk about it, and what did that mean in relation to his broken psyche and Lloyd wasn’t really ready for that.

When Lloyd woke up that day, he could already hear Jay and Pixal puttering around and if Pixal and Jay were up, then so were Zane and Nya. He groaned and pulled his pillow over his face to scream just a little bit before shoving it beneath his head.

He couldn’t take it anymore.

Rolling out of his bed, he grabbed the nearest sweater (probably one of Kai’s, but Lloyd didn’t dwell on it) and his binder sitting on top of his desk chair and struggled his way into both. Where he was going wouldn’t judge him for his sweatpants, but out of respect he pulled on a ratty pair of jeans.

On his desk sat a container for his contacts. He didn’t need them to see, his vision was just fine, but it was easier to hide in public if his eyes weren’t glowing bright green. His hand hovered over the container for a second before swiping them and going into the bathroom to put them in.

Running out of the bathroom to try and make it to his room before anyone spotted that he was up proved fruitless. As soon as he was about to slid his door shut behind him, Cole popped out of the fucking ether.

“Hey, green bean, didn’t know you were up,” he said, rolling one of his shoulders back with a satisfying crack. Lloyd turned on his heel to face his brother and laughed nervously, trying to keep from making eye contact. “Are you going with Zane downtown today? I heard Doomsday was having a sale today.” Inadvertently, Lloyd’s head peaked up at the news, but he immediately turned away towards his room with an uneasy chuckle.

“Nah,” he dragged out nonchalantly, “I’ll probably just hang around the monastery for a while. Get some good training in.” Lloyd moved to stretch his arm overexaggerating the movement. Cole still seemed pretty bleary from just waking up and Lloyd hoped and prayed he wouldn’t second guess Lloyd’s act. The older ninja squinted at him. For a solid thirty seconds, they stood outside the doorways to their rooms.

And then Cole shrugged. Lloyd blinked a few times. “Yeah, alright. Do you wanna spar later?” Lloyd sputtered for a second, in shock that that actually worked, before nodding and then shaking his head. Cole snorted, raising an eyebrow, “is that a yes or a no?”

“It’s a maybe…?” Lloyd said, the statement sounding more like a question. “I’ll see how I feel later, aha.” Lloyd smiled widely, a little too wide, but Cole didn’t seem to find anything odd with it.

“Well just make sure to eat something, don’t want you passing out.” Cole stepped past him, pressing a solid hand on Lloyd’s shoulder – and a lance of something shot through Lloyd’s chest. He inhaled sharply, and Cole turned his head, his eyes and the gentle creases on his face laced with concern. “You good, L? Is your shoulder hurting?” Lloyd found himself struggling to blink back tears, but he shook his head.  Cole’s bushy eyebrows furrowed. “Is it something you wanna talk about?”

The days of avoiding his family were weighing on him, Lloyd realized.

“Uh-” He looked down, scuffing his foot against the creaky floorboard. “CouldIhaveahug?” Lloyd rushed out, swallowing nervously. “If not, it’s fine, I just was wondering-” Cole cut him off by yanking him forward and wrapping his burly arms around Lloyd’s admittedly much smaller frame and squeezing. Lloyd loved pressure, owned several different kids of weighted plushes, lap pads, and blankets, and Cole never _ever _forgot to give his younger brother an extra tight hug. Lloyd buried his head into Cole’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around as well, clinging to his brother’s tank top.

“You never have to be scared to ask, bud,” Cole said softly. Lloyd couldn’t muster up the will to say anything, the rock in his throat becoming too great for him to speak, but he did nod.

They stood there for a few more glorious seconds, before Lloyd released his grip and moved to step back. Cole gave him an extra squeeze before letting him go, keeping his hands settled onto Lloyd’s shoulder.

Lloyd couldn’t look up at Cole, knowing that as soon as his brother noticed the different colored contacts, he’d never get out of the monastery, but Cole didn’t make him do anything. He just leaned over and pressed a kiss to his little brother’s hand. “Let me know, if you wanna talk, alright, Lloyd?” The younger ninja nodded and used his sweater sleeve to wipe away at his eyes.

“I will,” he croaked, and he felt more than saw Cole’s soft smile before he let go and padded down the hallway towards the kitchen. Lloyd watched him go before stepping into his room to toss the container of contacts onto his desk and then went the opposite direction towards the monastery gates.

-

Skylor, in Lloyd’s humble opinion, was like his aunt.

Nya was his sister and thus involved in his everyday life. Kai was his brother, but acted like his pseudo dad half the time and if Skylor was dating Kai, well-

That made Skylor his aunt.

Explaining this logic to said aunt only made her laugh and ruffle his hair, but she never shot him down so Lloyd did what he does best and grew his family a little bit more. And Skylor was…great, best in words that could not be described.

She had a degree of separation from the rest of his family. If he spilled his guts to her, he knew with certainty that he wouldn’t have five other well-meaning but slightly smothering siblings and/or uncle asking if he was alright. He could bitch about this, that, and the other and she wouldn’t say a thing. If he felt like there were bugs under his skin and he was gonna scream if he spent one more second in the monastery? She’d hand him an apron and throw him into the noodle shop for a shift.

Most importantly, Skylor was his friend. He could just hang out with her and watch trashy reality T.V. or go shopping with her or help her with the shop. Despite having met her in less-than-ideal circumstances, Skylor lifted a little of the heaviness on his back and let him breathe for a while.

Lloyd knew her schedule probably better than Kai did and redirected his feet to take him up to Skylor’s apartment in the north side of the city.  This side of the city was probably his absolute favorite because so many stray cats lived around. A welcome bonus was that most of them were incredibly friendly and would roll over for gentle pets at just a click of his tongue, though he knew Skylor had photos from when a particularly jaded cat took out some anger issues on Lloyd’s face.

His favorite cat in existence, though, wasn’t any of the stray cats (he loved them all so much, though, he really did), but Skylor’s funky creature named Shogun. It felt so silly to look at him and call the silly guy Shogun, but that was his name and Skylor stuck by it and Lloyd loved him so much.

Getting to Skylor’s apartment building, he slipped into the lobby and waved at the receptionist, a Serbian guy named Nikola, before opening the door to the stairwell and taking the stairs three at a time. Skylor lived on the fifth floor, but Lloyd was a teenager with boundless energy and also a very anxious deposition at times. By the time he got to her door, he was just a little bit out of breath, both from the stairs and the conversation he had with a neighbor on the fourth floor asking how he was doing and if he had seen the latest Starfarer comic issue (which he had, and the new artist they hired definitely knew what they were doing, he was hyped for the new issue).

He didn’t bother with knocking and just slipped in his cat-shaped key that Skylor had gifted him a few months past.

He loved his cat-shaped key.

“Hey, Sky!” he called out, kicking off his shoes. No response. “I’m gonna steal your cat, Sky!”

“No, you’re not!” a voice called out from the office and Lloyd grinned as he padded further into the apartment. He peeked his head to find Skylor sitting at her rather ornate desk, her monitor and laptop sitting in front of her. Shogun sat on his bed on the desk, but at the sight of Lloyd, he leaped off the desk and straight for Lloyd’s feet. “How’s my favorite vegetable?” she asked, looking up from her computer.

Her hair was down, which was interesting. He saw her hair down semi-frequently, but he hadn’t really expected it today.

“Your hair’s down,” he pointed out, a bit needlessly. She brought a hand up to her hair, almost as if she hadn’t noticed.

“Yeah,” she said, “guess it is.” Lloyd raised an eyebrow at her but she doesn’t acknowledge the expression and goes to pull a file out of one of her drawers. Shogun chirps incessantly down at his feet and Lloyd stoops over to pick up the cat and let him figure himself out in Lloyd’s arms. As Shogun repositions himself accordingly, Lloyd shuffles over to the couch Skylor keeps in her office for him and flops over onto his back. She looks up over her monitor with her own raised eyebrows. “Your shoes aren’t muddying my nice couch, are they?”

Lloyd stuck his feet up into the air, kicking them around so she could see they were only socked and not shoe-ed. “No shoes here,” he said, stroking Shogun’s back. “I know better than to bring shoes into your holy sanctuary.” A balled up piece of paper hit the side of his head. “I’ve been hit,” he gasped dramatically. Lloyd reached under Shogun to pick him up and shake him gently, “Shogun, your mother has _betrayed _me.” He heard Skylor snort and a pleased sort of warmth kicked up in his chest.

“You think you’re funny, kid,” she said. Lloyd smiled.

“It’s ‘cause I am. And if I wasn’t, you woulda kicked me out already.” He gave her a toothy grin. “I’m your free entertainment.”

“Or a free food vacuum. Don’t think I didn’t notice all my pasta disappearing overnight.” Lloyd waved her off, turning his attention back to Shogun balled up on his chest. “I swear that cat loves you more than me.”

“I’m basically part cat, Sky, we’re brethren.”

“Uh-huh, sure,” she said, amused. They both settled into silence and Lloyd let his eyes drift shut. The purring from the creature on his chest reverberated throughout his body and Lloyd felt his own purring mechanism kick up slightly like a motor engine. “Before you fall asleep,” Sky called out and he blearily opened his eyes and turned his head slightly to look at her.

“Wassup?”

“Kai talked to me.” Lloyd swallowed harshly and his neck prickled like someone had just dumped a bucket of ice water over him. His purring stopped and Shogun mrrped concernedly.

“Yeah?” he said, focusing on Shogun in front of him. “What’d he say?”

“That you won’t talk to him.” He winced.

“Did he tell you why?” he asked. “Because if he told you why then I think you’d be on my side because he’s just being weird about it all-”

“Lloyd, why don’t you want to go back to school?” she asked, rather directly and Lloyd sighed deeply.

“Oh, we’re really in it now, Shogun,” he said to the cat and he heard Skylor sigh. Her chair rolled across the rubber mat beneath her desk setup and he watched her come from out around her desk and sit at the end of the couch. She lifted his feet and set them in her lap, keeping a steady hand on his ankle.

Her hair being down made this whole thing feel way more vulnerable than Lloyd thought was strictly necessary, but he had to admit it suited her. She didn’t look softer perse, but she looked more…real. Like she wasn’t just some little battle piece with perfectly slicked back hair to be pushed around a map. When she looked across the couch to Lloyd, he had to move his eyes to face the ceiling.

“Why?”

“You know why,” he mumbled and her thumb pressed into his ankle.

“I don’t. Use your words.”

“Don’t wanna.”

“You’re not a kid, Lloyd, and you hate being treated like one.” Her eyes burned into his head. He stayed silent and so did she, but her grip remained strong on his ankle.

“You were there with- Harumi and everything.” Skylor’s hand twitched against his skin and he almost regretted bringing it all up, but she asked why he didn’t want to go so she was going to find out. “And you were there when my father banished himself.”

“Yeah,” she murmured, “yeah, I was.” Lloyd inhaled.

“Kai kept saying-” Lloyd’s voice cracked and he cleared his throat, “kept saying that this would be a chance to do something normal again.” Skylor didn’t say anything and Lloyd knew he had to keep going. There was no easy way out of this.

Damnit, Kai.

“I don’t think he really understands that there never was a normal,” he croaked. “There’s nothing for me to go back to.” He exhaled slowly, trying to keep control of his breathing. Shogun stretched out a paw from his loafing position to rest gently on Lloyd’s chin and Lloyd was surprised to feel tears streaming down the sides of his face. “With- with her and then my dad, they were the closest things I had to normal.”

“What happened with Harumi wasn’t normal, Lloyd,” Skylor said all of a sudden. “She wasn’t supposed to be like that.” Lloyd waved away the concern.

“No, I know that,” he said thickly. “It’s just the- the falling in love part. That part.” He hazarded a glance at Skylor’s face, but her expression was impassive. “And y’know, every kid wants their dad around, er-” He looked again, wincing slightly. Skylor cracked a small smile and raised an eyebrow. “Most kids,” he amended, “most kids want their dad around. And most kids have their dad around and I never did so when he was there and he was teaching me, it was-”

“That was the closest thing to normal for you,” she said softly.

“Yeah.” Lloyd deflated slightly, not having noticed the tension in his shoulders and how he had been waving his arms around. “Yeah, that’s- I don’t know what normal is. I don’t think I want normal.”

Skylor finally turned her gaze away from him and Lloyd felt that it was safe enough to look back down towards her. “You were your contacts,” she said. Lloyd blinked and then nodded.

“Yeah, just- didn’t wanna be recognized, I guess.”

“You look like Kai with them in.”

And that was kinda the point when he first got them. His eyes had always been connecting to him to something all his life, whether it be to his dad or to his legacy or to his powers and abilities. Lloyd liked having the choice to give all of that up and just be Kai’s younger brother, to match with him and Nya and pretend that in the evening he wouldn’t have to slip the contacts out and stare at an unfamiliar gaze once more.

“Yeah, just…didn’t wanna be recognized on my way here, I guess,” he murmured.

“You should talk to him,” she said.

“I know.”

“Are you going to?” Lloyd shrugged. Shogun was dislodged slightly and he meowed his displeasure.

“I want to.”

They lapsed back into silence that was swiftly broken by the ringing of Skylor’s phone. They both turned to stare at where it lit up and vibrating against her desk.

“Did you by chance tell anyone that you were here?” Skylor asked, a dangerous lilt to her voice. Lloyd turned a sheepish pink and shrunk into his sweater; she just sighed and then laughed, sinking back into the couch. “It’s fine, they’ll find us eventually.”

-

Kai kicked up the speed on his mo-ped, swerving between various vehicles stuck in traffic on the free-way. Had he been literally anyone else, the police would have pulled him over ten times over already, but sure, being the protector of the continent had its perks.

Its very few perks.

One such not-perk, though, was that his younger brother was stealthy enough to slip away from the monastery without anyone noticing. His room was empty, training room left untouched, and even his favorite cereal was sitting innocently in the cabinet the way it was the previous day. Kai turned every stone over, looking in the workshop, the tunnels running through the monastery, and even took a visit to Sensei’s Garmadon old monastery and its hiding spots.

Literally nothing.

Kai had felt tempted to post on chirp that Lloyd was probably out and about in the city, just to see if any random citizen would have seen him walking about or maybe being dragged unconscious into the sewers by some new villain of the week. But he wasn’t that desperate, no, he was gonna wait to use that one.

Make Lloyd really sorry for freaking him out.

Finally, Cole surfaced from the kitchen, saying that he had seen Lloyd that morning and that-

“I don’t know, man, he just seemed odd,” Cole said quietly, crossing his arms. “He was super shifty, but I figured he would spit it out eventually.”

“So you don’t know anything about where he is,” Kai gritted out, “great, thank you for nothing.” Cole rolled his eyes and Kai wanted to punch the look off of his teammate’s face.

“Kai, come on, I know you’re worried, but don’t take it out on me.” Kai just glared and Cole sighed. “Text Skylor and see if she’s seen him. Green bean likes her cat a lot.” The fire ninja just kinda blinked before some of the tightness in his body left and Cole smiled. He clapped Kai’s shoulder before moving down the hall. “Let me know when you find him!”

So, yeah, maybe Cole had a point that Lloyd really did have a bond with that stupid cat that hated Kai’s guts, and he knew that Skylor and Lloyd had gotten really close throughout their time since the Tournament and especially through everything with the resistance.

But then Skylor wouldn’t pick up her phone.

Okay, fine, one missed call is normal, but then he tried again, and again, and a fourth time, and this time Kai was solidly hyperventilating as he burst through the monastery gates on his clunky mo-ped and onto the highway leading him directly into Ninjago City.

When he finally reached Skylor’s apartment, the urge to simply throw his precious bike down onto the sidewalk and book it into the building was too real. He simply did not have the sanity or the patience to park the vehicle properly.

It didn’t take long for him to bound through the lobby and up the stairs. While running down the hallways, he fumbled for his keys and skidded slightly as he came to the stop in front of her apartment. As he started to push the door open, it started to move without his volition.

Behind the door, pulling it open, was his brother. Alive, whole, his eyes and nose red – probably from crying, his nose always gets super red from crying.

“Kai,” Lloyd said a little dumbly. All at once, the adrenaline left Kai’s system, and he keeled over, hands on his knees.

“Holy shit,” he wheezed. He became very aware of how out of breath he was and the pounding in his head nearly overwhelmed him. Lloyd got a very panicked look on his face and he stepped forward, his hands already out and fluttering nervously around his brother.

“Uh-” he turned back and called out, “Sky?” Kai already started waving him off, measuring his breathes carefully to make sure he didn’t pass out.

“I’m good,” he said, huffing. “I’m good, I just-” Kai picked himself back up, using the doorframe as a crutch to help him stand back up. Wincing, he rubbed at his chest.

Lloyd opened his mouth to say something, sinking deeper into his hoodie (hey, wasn’t that his old sweatshirt?). He closed his mouth, scrunching  his face a little bit before pitching forward and wrapping his arms around Kai.

The older ninja stood there gaping for a second, his arms hovering weirdly around his brother before settling and pulling him closer.

It hadn’t struck him until then just how long it had been since he had hugged Lloyd. Their argument had been a week and a half ago, but unless hell and high water got in the way of Kai and his younger brother, they didn’t go for too long without being around each other.

Kai wasn’t a parent. He didn’t think he ever would be, not after everything that happened in his life, but there was something about raising a kid and then thinking they’re gone. Even if you know they’re probably fine, you feel as if you’ll never breathe again until you can hold them and clean their scrapes and make sure no one will ever hurt them under your watch again. And that’s not how life worked, not when he and Nya were just kids in Ignacia and it didn’t work now that he was a part of an elite group of protectors. He couldn’t help but try, though.

Lloyd sniffled and buried his head into Kai’s chest. “I’ll go back to school,” he said. Kai had to strain to hear him through the muffling from the fabric. “I don’t-” Lloyd shifted so just the side of his face rested on Kai’s sternum. First Master, he was so small. “I don’t know what normal is, but I’ll try to figure it out for you.” Kai smoothed his hand over Lloyd’s curls.

“Normal is bullshit,” he said authoritatively, “and I regret saying that you should try and go back to normal.” Lloyd snorted and something eased in Kai’s chest. He grasped Lloyd’s shoulders and pulled him back gently to be able to look him in the eyes. Lloyd was wearing the contacts that made his eyes look the same warm brown that he and Nya had; it made Kai Smith, macho extraordinaire, want to cry for a long time. “If you don’t ever want to go back to school, that’s okay. If you want to quit being a ninja and go back to school to get a million degrees, that’s also okay.”

“The quitting being a ninja part sounds a little enticing,” Lloyd said thickly, rubbing under his eyes and Kai huffed a small laugh, “but honestly- I think doing something normal would be good for me.”

“Normal is fake,” Kai said softly and Lloyd burst out into giggles, a sound Kai hadn’t heard in a long time. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” Lloyd said, “but I think everyone has a normal, y’know? I wanna find mine.” Kai searched Lloyd’s face, searching for anything that would hint at his brother just caving to whatever Kai wanted, but he didn’t find it.

“Alright, kid,” he said quietly, “we’ll find your normal.”

-

In the end, Lloyd had hesitantly chosen a botany class at the local community college to try out.

Zane had inquired as to why botany specifically and Lloyd wasn’t sure he had an answer for him.

Maybe it was because it all involved something tangible, rather than the energy he’d been taught out to manipulate all his life. Maybe because he saw himself in plants. Maybe because he was actually part cat and wanted to grow his own cat nip.

Whatever the reason, he was going and-

And he enjoyed it. Honestly.

Every Tuesday and Thursday, he went to the Ninjago Community College, room 203 in the Environmental Sciences building and on Fridays, he met with some classmates in the community center’s greenhouse.

One classmate, his favorite classmate and the only one Lloyd had psyched himself up enough to give his number to, was Brad Tudabone.

It was weird seeing Brad. Sometimes Lloyd looked at him and could only stand to breathe through the painful memories of Darkley’s and his mother and missing his dad every day, but then Brad would lift up a pot of flowers just to baby-talk to it and he realized that those days were far behind him.

Brad taught him about the different brands of soil and which were the best, the different tools, and helped Lloyd plant his very own tree.

Lloyd didn’t tell Brad this, or even any of his siblings, but when the tree eventually needed to be repotted, he’d been scoping out a spot where his father’s monastery used to be. He didn’t want to keep going back and feeling like he was in a cemetery. His dad was all about new beginnings anyway.

“Check out this sweater I got,” Brad said, pulling down his shirt so that Lloyd could get a better look at the writing. It said The earth laughs in flowers with various flower drawings on it and he laughed.

They were sitting side by side on the roof of Brad’s apartment building, a kinda run-down place where he stayed with various flatmates. The view wasn’t great – Borg Tower and the surrounding skyscrapers interrupted the horizon – but it was warm with a nice breeze. Brad’s presence at his side made his head a little heavy, thick with cotton, but not with grief or nausea. It was just pleasant. He felt good.

“That’s a little on the nose, don’t you think?” Lloyd said, gently ribbing Brad with his elbow. His friend just rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

“You’re just jealous I have style,” he harrumphed. Lloyd snorted and let his head fall on Brad’s shoulder for a second before picking it back up. Brad  

“Sure. ‘Style,’” he said, making air quotes. Brad laughed and Lloyd couldn’t help the smile that pulled at the corner of his lips. “I didn’t realize how much I missed being around people.” Brad looked at him.

“Really?” Lloyd shrugged. “You’re like a huge personality now.”

“You know how all those super happy celebrities end up coming out with how lonely everything was?” Brad winced and bumped his shoulder against Lloyd’s sympathetically.

“Jeez, I never thought about it like that.” Lloyd hummed.

“Not a lot of people do, it’s not something you’d think about.” Brad tilted his head from side to side, thinking a question over in his brain.

“Is that why you came to the classes?” Brad twisted his hands around. “Because I just- a lot of us from school tried to get in touch with you, to see how you were doing, but that’s hard to do when you’re-”

“-a destined ninja?” Lloyd finished for him. Brad snorted, letting his head dip forward. “Yeah, my brother prompted the idea, my aunt was the one who convinced me.”

“Are you glad you came back?” Lloyd grinned, his eyes falling shut and then fluttering back open.

“Yeah, I am,” he said. “I’m glad we reconnected. I’m glad I’m doing things that let me mess up and the worst that happens is a plant doesn’t make it to the end of the week.”

“Ruby will never forgive you for that, you know,” Brad muttered. Lloyd laughed and smacked his friend upside the head.

“Ruby was a rose bush that needed to die anyways and Ruby Jr. is thriving.” Brad smiled, his eyes lighting up.

“Yeah, you’re getting pretty good, Lloyd,” Brad complimented and the praise settled like warm chocolate in Lloyd’s chest.

Looking back out at the sun, just barely shining beyond the horizon, Lloyd came to the closest he’d ever been to peace. First Master, normal never felt so great.

#lloyd garmadon #cole brookstone #skylor chen #kai smith #nya smith #jay walker #brad tudabone #kailor #jaya #greenflower #ninjago #ns10 spoilers #the oni trilogy #this fic has been up for a while on ao3 #but i wanted to move it over to tumblr

[crystalelemental]

And that wraps up that one. There's a short chapter 7 after this, but the Carmine/Nemona fic is done, just before the DLC. Now we can go into next weekend prepared for a good time. I'll have a little bit of commentary under the cut for the entirety of the fic.

So, this chapter was the toughest one for me, because reading through I'm like yeah, this flows, it's not too long or too short, just gets things done. But then I get really, really twitchy about wanting to write out their entire battle to show how they learned a bit about the other, but every time I tried, the whole piece just started to feel like it was dragging entirely because I didn't have that much to break up the action this time that didn't feel repetitive, and I couldn't deal. So it's truncated to a shorter fight, but I think it's for the best, even if it drives me slightly crazy.

Okay, fun facts! Back in Chapter 3, I added a bit about Carmine feeling like nothing was going to work out and wanting to give Nemona a proper battle. That wasn't initially there. It was much more just...failing to catch things on both ends hijinks, but I wanted a bit more emotional weight to it, so that piece got added.

I went with Nemona getting a Gurdurr for two reasons. One is as Carmine identifies; relaxing the feeling of needing the ideal for something you like. The other is because I legitimately think Nemona's connecting piece of her team is goofballs. Like come on, Dudunspace, Goodra, Orthworm? Nemona loves goober-looking Pokemon, so Gurdurr/Conkeldurr fits right in. Carmine gets Phantump for the stated reasons. There wasn't much special about it, it just felt like it fit.

I've gotten a good bit of positive feedback from comments regarding the dynamics and personalities of the two. I do hope they read well together through to the end. I like the idea of their dynamic, with Carmine being her snarky, sarcastic, sometimes caustic self, and Nemona just not picking up any of it, and responding with complete sincerity, which disarms Carmine. I like to think Nemona's the strict rule follower who can bring Carmine along on what she's supposed to do, while Carmine has just enough knowledge of Nemona to push her a bit toward some mild rulebreaking. Moreover, I just liked the idea of this chapter's reveal that Nemona knew about Carmine's feelings for a while. She's not completely oblivious, she just takes things at face value, and Carmine has made multiple comments about being pretty and getting snuggly with Nemona, even if it wasn't meant as fully sincere. So I think it checks out that Nemona would interpret that as legitimate feeling, and respond accordingly.

If there's anything I kinda regret not doing more of, it's bringing in Ms. Tyme. I liked Ms. Tyme, bullshit Pokeball question aside, and I think her being the hyper-strict teacher to Nemona's rule-follower nature and Carmine's more rebellious attitude had a lot of potential. That unfortunately I didn't have the patience for. My initial design involved an entirely different activity, focused on them traveling around with Tyme to get more of that dynamic with the teacher. But a few issues arose. (1) This required more creativity in developing a plotline than I was willing to do on short notice. I wanted this done by DLC time and couldn't generate good ideas. (2) Any interactions between these three naturally cut into time developing the main duo, which goes against the point of the story. And (3) Focusing on the signs wound up being a really simple lead-in to Carmine's general frustrations with the village, and setting up Nemona as someone who takes her seriously. It's retreading ground, but it fit nicely for the story I aimed to tell.

I don't have anything else too interesting to say. But at some point, I may revisit the pairing. Or just write their dynamic with Tyme, I really feel like there's potential. But for now, I hope you've enjoyed the updates, and thank you for reading along.

#crystals fanfics #pokemon #carmine #nemona

[a-tale-of-legends]

Luca's Pokemon Main Game + Kitakami GO!!!

Main Game:

Thyme( Meowscarda)- he/him ( adamant, loves to eat)

- Dedicated performer of tricks and pranks.

- Loves stealing snacks

- Doesn't like sharing the spotlight, tends to grow jealous of other members when Luca gives them more attention. Still cares for his team and would do anything for them.

Jo(Clodsire)- she/her ( Calm, proud of her power)

- Incredibly chill. Honestly just happy to be there.

- Knows her battling capabilities well and takes pride in them.

- Generally a good gal who gets along with anyone.

Dolly(Dachsbun)- she/her ( Relaxed, somewhat vain)

- Sweetheart that will fuck you up if you mess with her or her team.

- Likes to help with baking or making sandwiches.

Irene(Espathra)- he/him (Bold , capable of taking hits)

- The most level headed of the punch. Some would argue he's more of a leader than Thyme. Definitely a powerhouse once he gets going.

- Peculiar taste in fashion, not entirely sure if he's fond of Luca's taste in fashion or utterly despises it.

- Carries himself with elegance and grace. With some sass on the side.

Tink(Tinkaton)- she/her ( Naughty, is somewhat stubborn)

- Can and will smash you with her hammer.

- Kinda battle hungry, always looking for a fight.

- Thyme's partner in crime, loves pulling pranks on the others, especially Irene.

Carlota(Armarouge)-she/her ( Quiet, nods off a lot)

- Looks rather stoic, but is actually pretty shy.

- Also pretty level headed, but tends to get dragged into situations for being a pushover.

- Incredibly chivalrous and works hard, but sometimes pushes herself too much.

Kitakami:

Cutie( Cutiefly) she/her ( Brave/Modest, quick tempered)

- Feisty in spirit, tends to get into arguments easily.

- Always looking out for the little guy, ironic given how she is very little.

- Always eager to share her home's history to those who wish to listen.

Apple(Dipplin) he/him ( Jolly/Timid, capable of taking hits)

- Happy go lucky guy, always trying his best!!

- Often tries to see the good in people

- Kinda a nerd, likes to listen to Cutie talk.

Moon(Clefable)-he/him ( Hasty/Bold, somewhat lost in thought)

- Always seems to have A Plan.

- Kind off an ass at first, but is nice when you get past his snarkiness.

- Social, but likes to keep to himself most times. Not many people know what he's thinking.

Skully(Houndoom)-she/her ( Lax somewhat vain)

- Kinda chill, can get lazy sometimes.

- Gets flustered incredibly easy though. Hard to tell given that she has a hard rbf.

- Kinds in amusing that someone like her is tied to the literal glitter bomb that is Luca.

Fisher(Crawdaunt)-he/him ( Rash/Adamant, proud of it's power)

- An arrogant brute that is more than willing to show off his strength. Got humbled hard by Cutie.

- Not used to being on a team, let alone be taking orders from anyone that isn't himself, but he comes around.

- Doesn't like to admit it, but he likes having his new friends around. He was pretty lonely before ( bc he was an arrogant brute)

Tiny(Gliscor) - he/him ( Impish, is capable of taking hits)

-Bitch won't die electric boogalo

- Used to love hiding in spots and surprising others but can't do that given how big he is now. Is still a bit of a jokester though.

- Upon evolving, realized he was trans :)

Ponyo(Ogerpon) - she/her ( Lonely, takes plenty of siestas)

- Baby gorl. Has done nothing wrong ever.

- Still slightly wary of humans, but definitely doesn't feel as alone as she did before ( Fisher totally isn't attached to her. Nope)

- Likes holding Luca's hand when they walk together :)

I made this quickly so some details might change. Also for some natures have a / with another one. That just means I used a mint on them. They don't influence their personalities but I thought it would be important to know. Also Ponyo was gonna be in a different post with Luca's other pokemon ( if I ever get to that lol) but she's too important to not be part of the main squad so here.

#oc: luca valero #i made this spontaneously lol #i was thinking how r.b's pokemon have a lot of personality while Luca's don't so. yeah. #pokemon oc #kinda????

[emelkae]

hello there, happy Tuesday! How do you go about designing and fleshing out your characters? Do you have a specific process, require a jumping off point, or do you discover the essence of your characters as you write? (maybe your process is different depending on the genre/WIP, which, if it is, feel free to answer this for a WIP of your choosing! )

Hi! This ask was so unexpected but I appreciate it so much, it made me smile!

So when it comes to initially designing the character, I actually just tend to gather little tropes and concepts that I enjoy like a borrowing animal building a nest. Like for Sugi, she's just:

Knife Lesbian

Possessed by a God

Feral Forest Gremlin

Special Child (kinda, she's 19)

Lone Wolf Who Desperately Wants Friends and Pretends Not to

Burdened With a Purpose She Rejects

Hunted by the Government/Authorities

Snarky Healer

These are all bits inspired by either Tumblr posts or other existing characters. As I write, the characters develop themselves and seem to let me know where they want their personality and story to go. Their appearance also usually pops up once I have a general feel for them. Sugi started off looking like this (but with a slightly deeper, more coppery skin tone):

And has eventually ended up a lot grungier. Dark undereye circles, messy hair, bony body, dirty cloak... she doesn't care about her appearance. Basically, as long as she feels like a cryptid, she figures she's safe.

Link to the picrew :)

#I'm lov her #i miss writing her but I'm working on a different wip rn #thanks for the ask! #me. #inkovert #sugi