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nekassvariigs · 1 year

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Intentionally calling them husband in scenarios, heres how it goes

part two

Luffy, Sabo, Katakuri, Zoro, Sanji ,Smoker, Roger, Shanks, Eustass Kid

part three will feature Robin, Whitebeard, Marco, Ben Beckmann, Franky, Brook, Mihawk.

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Luffy

Save him please someone.

"Argh i refuse!" he'd snarl pointy teeth showing as he yells.

''But Luffy, you'd be a great husband." you protest making him only more irritated.

"I'm not marrying anyone!'' he slaps his hands on the table, steam blowing form his nose, you pout a little with this fake facade.

You walk over to the kitchen taking out a well cooked meat dish. ''Here i made something for you."

His nose is like a hounds when it comes to meat. "Wacha got there." he's already clanking forks against the table as you set it in front of him.

"If you eat this, you'll be my husband."

He completely ignores your joke, dropping forks aside he takes the food with his hands, chewing the delicious meal.

"So good! Oi Y/n ,I want more, moreee!" he'd whine not even finishing the first set his eyes sparkling wide as he looks at you.

''Oh whatever." you completely lose against him, his obliviousness compares with no one when it comes to this.

He thanks you for the food, licking his mouth from the crumbs, you show him another one.

''Shishishi" he cackles loudly and before you notice the food is long gone.

"Luffy!'' you shout watching him swallow quickly, you're left defeated.

''At least enjoy it you ape.." you wail silently watching him brisk past you.

''Maybe I should consider, aah who knows, but the food is too good.'' he speaks to himself arms behind his head and a large smile.

If you haven't ever experienced a Boa Hancock moment now you understand what it is about.

Sabo

''Isn't this a little sudden?'' he asks.

The two of you lying on the couch whilst watching a movie, not that the movie was bad but somehow Sabo started talking about random things trying to get to know a bit more of your mind until the topic game to be about marriage, you asked him what he thought about being called husband and this was his response.

"Were not getting married Sabo, it's just a question, what do you think?'' his arm pulled back a little from holding onto you , his elbow rested on the couch, hand still on your back he traced light circles.

''Well putting it this way.." he looked in thought his blonde hair falling over his eyes you couldn't help to brush it away, his gaze softly falling on you he smiled into the touch.

"I don't hate it, matter of fact, im open to it."

"Really?''

"Yeah, I mean you've called me D-"

"Ah shut up." You covered his mouth the apples of his cheeks growing as he gently bit into your palm.

You blushed a little, man this guy can be such a tease sometimes.

He pulled your hand away from his mouth, continuing.

"Well, do it." He smiled, his blue eyes flickering form the movie that flashed by beside you two.

''You're my husband." you stated shyly blinking many times as you watched him clench his heart.

"Oh this hits right in the feels." he faked pain falling over onto your lap.

You laughed at his antics, if there's anyone that can difuse the feeling of embarrassment faster its this guy. He laid back on your lap, your hand wandering lazily in his hair, you smiled at him.

His hand reached over to your cheek he pulled you forward, his nose gently rubbing against yours he pressed a lingering kiss.

Katakuri

He's a rather secluded person so you mainly hanged out around his sister, Brulee was the sweetest older sister you could ask for always offering you tea and sweets her genuine heart never wavering. You two had an ongoing joke about her brother the two of you kept codenaming him ''husband'' so your conversations would usually go with her staring a conversation like this. "So y/n, how's the husband?" she chuckled her smile lighting up the room. "He's a delight really we went shopping the other day and let me tell you how hard it is to find something that he'd even remotely hate, he loves everything! I'm starting to think it's impossible to make him mad.'' you sighed, not that you had real intentions of getting the big giant mad, you just wanted to see if he'd ever change his character, no matter how long you were at the store trying on every piece of clothing to waste time, he sat patiently the large scarf covering his mouth he always waited for you with a warm smile giving his opinions on the outfits. Brulee smirked '' He's a very kind person so even I cant see him being unsupportive."

"I know right, its like everything he does always turns out to be even better than he intended!" you flailed your arms a slight frown forming on your brows. The door peered open a rather tall figure coming through he welcomed himself in with a smile, setting some sweet buns on the table, they steamed with a gnetle delicious scent of sesame , rice and hints of familiar mango filling.

"Thank you dear." you smiled to the man as he stepped forth to take off the large scarft, his pointy teeth always caught your gaze.

you continued your conversation with brulee,katakuri sitting by your side as he bit into the sweet bun.

The two of you kept speaking about a certain husband and he for the life of him couldnt understand to who were you reffering to with such familiarity.

''Who are you two talking about?'' he chewed the sweet looking between you two.

"You.'' you quickly replied continiuing your conversation with his sister until she stopped her eyes wide as she looked at you.

You had a quizzical expression on your face and then it clicked, your face flared up red with brulee watching the sweetest smile on her face, you avoided looking at katakuri to save your life.

No need to worry, the large man was barely able to continue eating his desert, a humble red spread over his ears he pinched the bridge of his nose for the longest time. It was for the longest time he thought you were talking about someone else every time you chatted with his sister he thought you were chatting about another man you had spotted wandering onto the island. Now it made sense to him, the words repeating in his mind he groaned setting the pastry on the table, he never pictured himself to be called that , he was barely able to get used to boyfriend so you tended to switch it up very often.

You cleared your throat watching the fluster on his face , your hand reached over to take his , you were met with a comfortable squeeze.

"You two will be the death of me." he sighed a large toothy grin over his face. The two of you were left a laughing mess offering him some tea as an apology for the long confusion along with the sudden surprise.

Zoro

He asked for you to sit on his back while he was working out, you hesitated at first thinking that he's going a little too far, he reassured you there's nothing to be afraid of as he can easily sling over 100 kgs without ease.

''If you say so.." He steadied himself into a plank waiting for you to find a comfortable place over him.

"Ready?"

''Yep." you popped the p feeling your balance loose itself as you held onto waist each time he neared the ground.

You couldn't hold your amusement, he was way stronger than you imagined, your weight seemed to barely affect him as he did his push ups with ease. ''15..16..17.." you counted in your mind your but flat against his lower back.

"Have you asked anyone else to do this while you train?'' you had to know, there's no way he'd be so comfortable with a whole human on his back like this.

"Yeah, I asked," he panted between pushes, you could feel each time his body took an inhale of breath. "Luffy, but he's so light it wasn't even a challenge." sweat dripped down his forehead onto the ground before him creating a little array of a puddle.

"Anyone else?''

He took his time answering this time focusing on his form before he spoke up again, the silence was pleasant, although you were a little worried reminding yourself as you rode on his back that he was still training.

" I think I asked Usopp after that, though he wasn't better than Luffy."

He breathed a little heavier taking some time to stop between curls, to steady his breathing.

"You alright? I can hop off if it's too much." you wondered not wanting for him to collapse with extra weight on him.

"Stay, you're good." he continued with a regained sense of will, crushing through the next 50 push ups.

You grew comfortable on his back having adjusted to the rhythm.

Your hands slid lower on his waist as you lowered your back against his, your concentrated weight now laying flat over him, your head on the back on his neck, just enough so it wouldn't bother him.

He puffed heavier reaching triple digits, his muscles slowly grew sore but he pushed through with a slight sense to impress you.

''Y/n , you up there? Is Zoro with you?'' Chopper asked under the stairs you responded loudly.

''Yep, my hubby's right here!'' there was a quick silence as Zoro's eyes widened under you, not that you could see.

''Okaay! Dinners gonna be ready soon!'' he informed before walking to do help out.

The weight shifted under you, his hand held you in place, as you leaned slightly to his right, he was doing single handed push ups.

"Hey, don't you think that's a bit extreme?'' you told him, as he continued to meet ground confidently.

''Nah." His hand held comfortably on your waist a while longer until he switched sides, the name lingering in his mind. A while later he was dripping wet, you could feel your own shirt soaking in his sweat he gestured you to hop off.

''Here." you handed him some water, he turned to his side his face not meeting yours he drank, chest rising with each sip you admired his well toned back with a silent whistle.

It surprised him, the feeling of your eyes on him made him a little shy, hince the reason he refused to turn around for so long.

You walked up to him, head leaning over his shoulders to have a look at his face. He had spaced out for a bit , a blush covering his upper face you smiled in awe.

''Yeoow, Tell your hubby to move it! Foods done!" you heard Franky call for you, Zoro's face eyes twitching at the mention of this nickname.

Your smile grew wider as you poked his face.

''Were you pulling those stunts because of me?'' you smirked making his eyes open to look at you with the blush on his face still wildly present.

"No.." he spoke softly, his crossed arms unwinding he slipped one around your waist with a serious yet pleading look.

''Don't tell anyone.." you chuckled silently at his words, resting your head on his shoulder.

''Come on, food will get cold.'' he guided you to head down, following closely as everyone greeted you.

During dinner you gave him a look, mouthing the nickname again, he ate his food not saying anything, the tips of his ears were red no matter how much he tried to deny it.

He liked the nickname despite the silence.

Sanji

''Sanji, come here a moment." You ushered the sweetheart over, he waltzed towards you with his signature spin stopping behind you to peer over what you were looking for.

A bunch of jewelry, shining red white, pink and blue all sorts of jewels shined under the display lights. "What's up? Do you need money?''

''Hmm no, give me your hand." you vaguely looked at his hand, his slim fingers flexing before you, a trail of smoke winding in the air.

You offered his hand to the jeweler he took measurements of his ring finger, whilst Sanji watched, if this was an idea for a gift this was the worst way to ask for a ring size, he could of just told you if you asked.

''8.5 centimeters miss." The shop keep informed you of the size.

''Thought as much, could i see the rings over there?'' you pointed under the display, Sanji curiously watching over your shoulder like a cat.

"Of course, for gifts we suggest these as they aren't that flashy and will accentuate the hands well." He smiled pulling out a ring form its holdings handing it over to you.

You turned Sanji's hand so his palm would face you your warm hand meeting with his rather cold and meek one.

"What's wrong Sanji? Your hands are cold." you asked watching him puff smoke in the shapes of hearts, his cheeks a brisk red.

"Hm? Oh I didn't think you'd be the type to buy men jewelry.'' He watched as you slipped the ring on his finger, a slim silver band sitting low on his finger it looked rather pretty but a little too slim for him.

You took it off clasping the metal you handed over it the shop keep.

"How about this one?'' you showed to a thicker ring, the polish on it shining beautifully.

"Good choice miss." he commented handing you the ring.

You took the cigarette from Sanjis lips between your middle and pointer finger holding the ring in your thumb and ring finger you slipped it on taking a slow drag from the white wrapped cigarette.

Sanji watched with deep curiosity, he loved when you did these subtle yet intimate things, his heart beat with a deep flame as he watched you puff out a streak of grey smoke. His lower lip slightly trembling at the sight.

"What do you think?'' You spoke calmly watching him gulp as his eyes wandered to the ring, he twirled it around with his thumb checking if it wasn't going to bother him whilst he was cooking.

''It's good, won't bother me if I wear it for a long time." You smiled taking on another drag of his cigarette. A pleasant smirk laying on your features as you thought about what you're going to say next.

''This isn't typically a thing to take off Sanji." you smiled brushing a hand over his cheek, the lit cigarette dangerously close to his face, protected by your hand.

His heart dropped at the mention.

''She doesn't m-mean.." he thought to himself. Your confident yet seductive gaze at him only confirmed his thoughts, he swallowed slowly, his face plastered in a red blush, you laughed.

''Is this a prop-proposal!?'' his eyes beat out of his face he practically shouted in the most excited way.

You chuckled sweetly, the shop keep blushing at the sight of you two.

''Well take this one then" You smiled handing him money. Your gaze towards Sanji you put a hand on his shoulder whispering.

''I might as well make you a husband, dear.''

Oh boy.. the red that ripped down his nose way quite something, you handed him a hanker chief dropping the cigarette on the nearby ashtray the shop keep kept, you laced your hand with his walking out the shop Sanji followed with a light stumble every now and then walking a few steps behind you as you lead him. His head was so ready to burst with all the imagines of the two of you holding a ceremony rose petals flying and everything.

''My those two are something." the shop keep chuckled watching an overly flustered male leave with his sweetheart in hand.

Smoker

Word seemed to get around around you and the cloudy vice admiral, because of his strict work nature and your dedication people started calling you the type to be married only to two things each other and work, the two of you never met much aside from when it was time to deliver some justice, men practically fangirled when the two of you appeared fighting along each other.

''What's wrong with all of you, there's work to be done!'' Smoker shouted to his underlings as you walked beside him.

''There she is, aren't they the best.." the guys swooned as you stood hands on your hips along Smoker, his cigars burning weak smoke you offered him a light, his face leaning to the fire you provided the guys waited in anticipation for something to happen.

''Got a problem guys?'' you smiled meanly, Smoker puffing on his cigars to light them fully.

''None at all!!'' they all waved their hands with sheepish smiles.

''This is getting a little out of hand.." he looked at you smoke puffing from his face.

''You don't say." you laughed, something you did only around him according to every fanboy out there.

''Look look she's smiling again'' they blushed, a vein popping on Smokers face from this foolery.

''Go do something you idiots!" he knew the rookies had nothing better to do but it beat oogling at you two every second they could.

'' I'm going to HQ if you need something you know where to find me." with the use of his devil fruit and a long streak of smoke he disappeared from your sights.

You chuckled closing the door to his office with your body, Smokers head deep into his papers.

"It's crazy out there." you stood there hand's behind your back as you leaned on the door. Smoker hummed listening to you. ''You don't think we should do something about this?'' you walked over to his desk sitting across him, the single cigar set down in the ash tray he finally pulled his head out of the mountains of papers before him.

''Why should we? It does nothing for us." he stated slicking back his hair you squinted at the sight.

"You enjoy being my fictitious husband that much?" you smiled watching his eyes slowly running over you face, a little shit eating grin plastered on your face, you subsided it once you saw his cheeks redden a little as he resumed his smoke hiding the embarrassment.

"You're kidding right?!'' he winced closing his eyes , a hand clenching under the desk. Just dont laugh, it wasn't supposed to come off this way, but there was no better way for him to answer.

''..'' He was silent as he opened his eyes staring at you through his brows.

It was your turn to return the blush, as you laid back on the chair placing a cold towel over your forehead.

''Those brats..'' you sighed pinching the bridge of your nose you rose your head letting the towel fall to your lap.

Once his work was done he decided to treat you to some tea in the lounge, the two of you passed by a couple of marines on your way, you calmly took his hand in your watching as one spit water behind you, you turned your head looking at them with a knowing smile. Smokers eyes glancing over at your hand he picked up the pace dragging you along a bit faster, you laughed turning your face back to the blushy vice admiral.

Eustass Kid

You watched as Kid toyed around his arm, tightening bolts and sautering wires it looked surreal to just think how it operated.

"Kid what do you think about marriage." you asked him out of the blue never approaching this topic with him before. The mean look on his face grew as he barked at you. " What marriage?! It's annoying to just think about it." Whilst true he had a lot on his plate in the current situation, he wanted to beat Kaido for beating his ass so badly the dumbest of reds showed on his face as he threw some bolts at you making you hide behind a flipped table.

"Get out, you're annoying!'' He puffed slamming his fist on the table, bolts creaking on his arm as he attempted to move it.

"Look at what you did!'' You checked his arm watching smoke and sparks come from it you chuckled a bit. ''You can fix that cant you?'' you pointed at it making him growl back, ''Of course, it's gonna take a shit ton of time because of you though." he held a mean glare toward you. ''Okay okay I get it, I'm sorry." you raised your hands in defeat watching him sigh.

'' Don't stand there, you're helping out now." he waited for you to come closer bringing over all sorts of random tools with you, the two of you worked for a long while, trying to fix all the errors you caused.

As much as he kept focusing on his work, his eyes sometimes wandered to your face watching how you inspected his work. The dumb glint in your eyes as you followed his each move broke the silence.

"I guess it can't hurt.." he admitted his ears a little red.

"Hm?'' you turned to took at him while he was avoiding your gaze with a little sweat dropping down his brow.

"Nothing, pay attention." he moved your face with the back of his knuckle, your side eye stared at his preoccupied thought filled expression, with a wide smirk you pushed his hand back with your face, the longer you stared the longer he stiffened up.

"What?'' his clad orange eyes peered down on you.

You smiled not saying a word.

''You'd make the finest fucking husband." you spoke up suddenly staring right at him with a wide smirk.

He rolled his head throwing it back before he snapped at you.

"GET OUT WILL YOU." he threw an oiled cloth at you watching you scatter out of his room with haste.

Hand over his mouth he stared long at his arm, his eyes wide without a sense of reality, the embarrassed blush covering his face he could no longer work on the repairs.

Shanks

''Hubby am i right on this ?" You were bickering with Ben for the longest time, the stubborn first mate would not bend under your will even if you bribed him with millions.

Shanks turned around with a cheeky look on his face he overheard the entirety of the conversation between you two, you were in the wrong however he wanted to mess around with something else first.

"Hubby?'' he asked whipping around the bar stool one leg over the other he laid his hand behind the counter in a rather confidant way.

"Come on Shanks who's right.'' you blurted out continuing to one over Ben whos scowl only grew the longer you didn't agree with him.

He watched with a glimmer in his eyes calling out your name.

"Hubby~" he smirked watching as you processed the information.

''Argh what the hell! Yes Ben your point is right! Shanks youre dead!" you stormed forward to the captian pinching his nose.

"I call you one silly nickname and you dont leave it alone." you scolded him watching him stifle a laugh as he pushed you to his side with his only arm.

You didn't look him in the face knowing he'd give you a shit eating grin.

"Let go!'' you peeled at his hands , his grip strong as he got in your face with a whisper.

"I refuse~" the gravel in his tone, along the way he looked at you, it was only a matter of time before you shot him a glance.

You looked over at him quickly regretting that instantly.

"There you are." the sultry tone in his voice never leaving as he leaned in his lips hovering just above yours, barely a touch.

He waits for you, with a small smile tugging on his lips. He was pleasantly surprised when you tugged on his collar a rather harsh kiss deepening against his.

Roger

You brought up the topic suddenly the hearty laugh form him was as much as when you did your usual babbling with him.

"Husband, me?'' he snorted between baited breaths.

You felt a little dumb standing in front of him as he laughed his large hat tipping on his head.

'Never hurts to try something once now does it?" He showed you a warm smile once his laughter stopped, you didn't expect him to be so agreeable to something like this.

''I cant figure out if you're serious or joking." you pouted as he guided you to the end of his ship.

''If you want the world, I'll get it for you.'' he clenched his first around thin air, right along your chest as he leaned into hug your shoulder, a bewildered stare darting between his face and hand you didn't even think about the possibility.

"I can't bring you a big ceremony, but if you want the life of a wanted criminal on your hands I can't go denying yours dreams now can I?''

''Guys prepare for a celebration!'' he shouted over his shoulder, every man standing at a halt.

''Your captains getting married!'' he wasted no time jumping assumptions.

"R-Roger wait, now?!'' you pushed a hand on his chest which he took into his with a knowing look.

"No time like the present no?'' He smirked, his teeth flashing in the bright sun.

He didn't even take time to consider something like this...

''I thought it over don't be stupid." Its like he read your mind, he pointed to his crew gazing down at you.

"They're a handful, but take care of them will you?"

"Like that's new.." you chuckled, still baffled by his words.

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svnarintaro · 4 years

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it’s too late to say sorry

update: part two is up and you can read it here

authors note: IM IN A IMAGINE WRITING SPREE SOMEONE STOP ME PLEASE also i like using different names for the same characters im sorry :/

synopsis: hitoshi shinsou is known to be a top tier player, you only saw his as a jerk that toyed with other people's feelings, he was on his way for changing for the better; but he blew it.

word count: 1.9k words

warnings: !quirkless au! angst!!

!f*ckboy! hitoshi shinsou x reader

him and his entire demeanour pissed you off, you were not someone that was hateful but man did this man get on your nerves. girls and guys were falling like flies case of his 'irresistible' aura, the thought made you scoff. he was just another one of those players that care for thing other than themselves and you were sick of this whole pedestal that people put them on, and him oh how you wanted to knock them down and make them taste the reality of their destruction.

you and your best friends kendo and monoma were discussing what material you missed when you were sick on the way to the cafeteria, kendo perked up as if she remembered important information "oh also about the seating plan in chem.." you groaned and tilted your head back in annoyance, "don't tell me i'm sitting to this trust fund kid," you sarcastically pointed your thumb at the boy to your right, "shut it my dear peasant, you are a charity case to me so be grateful-" and as he was finishing up his sentence he got smack to the back of his head. "kendo that hur-" "be grateful that we haven't left you sorry butt yet." she let out a huff and continued what she was about to say as the three of you got to the cafeteria she took a shaky breath, "you kinda next to shinsou.."

you choked on air, "no no no no, i don't want o be next to a barney headed jerk-" before your rant even started you were cut off by the person behind you. "so you wanna continue talking about me behind my back or do you wanna say it to my face sweetheart, take your pick," you knew that voice, all too well. "first of all save your disgusting nicknames for a person that actually likes you." you turned your heel to give him the dirtiest glare you could fathom to show hitoshi shinsou.

"aww don't be like that baby.. i already know you'll turn around~" his smirk did not fall for a second, it only grew by the minute. "look i'm not looking to have anything on my criminal record, so if you want to keep your limbs in one piece i suggest you take my advice and piss off with my parting gift." you brought your fist to your mouth and shoved your middle finger in our mouth, and you proceeded to pull it out and flip him off and caught up with kendo and monoma who were laughing. 'they really are something else hm?' shinsou thought.

"man does he really put you in a bad mood hm?" neito teased and handed you the sandwich you wanted, "yeah she really did flip him off this time and threaten him?! i think that is the nicest exchange they've had all year!" kendo wheezed out, as you payed for your food you looked back to see shinsou sitting with his friends.

"so let's get this straight, you single handed moly pissed someone off so often they called you barney head, say they might break your limbs AND flip you off?!" kaminari screeched, while todoroki was purely confused, "did shinsou lose his ability to flirt his way out of this situation or something? cause honestly i feel like you lost you mojo a little bit." sero snorted at todoroki, "did you really have to say 'mojo'?" shinsou was just trying to figure out how to woo you now, his ultimate revenge as to get you to like him and break your heart and pummel it to smithereens.

now you had your chemistry class, and you were lab partners with shinsou, the given thought of being within a 2 metre radius of him mad you dread the class. the moment you walked in the class you saw a girl on his lap, her uniform was two sizes too tight, playing with his hair and her skirt rode up to show her red undergarments. "daddy~ can't we just skip?" you gagged at that nickname, the two of them stopped what they were doing and looked at you. the girl looked you up and down and she was obviously annoyed at your presence. "oh don't mind me i'm just a poor witness to see your panties on full display," you shrugged and made your way to your seat, "at least i have someone interested me," the girl smugly said, you rolled your eyes, "at least my coochie isn't free real estate."

the girl let out a 'hmph' and stormed out out the class, "free real estate? that's a new one." you didn't bother looking at him, and you opened your notebook and brought your data booklet out not even sparing him a glance. meanwhile the guy in front of you asked for a pen and you immediately complied and gave him one. hitoshi has never felt more offended from getting ignored and blown off again.

later in the class the teacher gave a worksheet to work on and you got stuck on a certain question and you didn't know what to do, "you forgot to balance the reaction so that's why you got the wrong answer." you looked to see shinsou looking at you, elbow on his table, "for someone who doesn't bother with class you remember a few things." you proceeded to add numbers to the elements that were written. for the rest of the class he continued to help you with your worksheet and the two of you got along for once. 'huh he may not be as bad as i thought he was.'

for the rest of the month he acted like this and it showed you that he wasn't the monster you thought he was, he was kind, considerate, funny and sweet. he avoided other girls too, "to think that you changed shinsou is actually kind of crazy, you're way more tolerable this way," you whispered as the two of you sat together and worked on some chemistry notes together, on his end of the story he was freaking out, he never felt this way, h heart was pounding out of his chest. he wanted it to stop, he was afraid. afraid of you not liking him back, he was afraid of commitment, he was afraid that he wasn't good enough for you.

"listen kaminari it is a reasonable plan, get them to like me, have them fall in love with me and boom i break up with her." for the past hour kaminari has been listening to shinsou on the phone go on and on about how he wanted to mess around with you, "they're an interesting person, they've got guts." the blond giggled, "i mean if you wanna quit the plan and hand them over to me-" "don't think about it rat."

meanwhile he was thinking about how he was so calm around you, he felt the need to drop his act and be himself around you. "looks like someone is getting attached~"

really? did he get attached? no what would be too cliché for his own good. so he sought his time to be taken by girls, other girls where were desperate to be in his attention span, "hey kaminari give me the number of every one of your flings i need to let off some steam.." shinsou needed to get you off his mind.

on the other hand you were talking to kendo, "okay look i know that i said he was trash and whatever but he changed and.. i think i might like him." you were gushing over all the sweet things he did, all the sweet things he said, you saw all the signs that he returned your feelings. "i say go for it! shoot your shot when you can, just be careful and know that me and neito are here for you and will beat him up if he dares hurt you." kendo was really on edge with him, it was as if shinsou got possessed and she knew something wasn't right, but if he made you happy she couldn't stop you. "thank you kendo~"

it was as if a switch was flipped, the Hitoshi shinsou that you hated was back and had more playthings than ever, make out sessions in the halls, skipping classes to fool around with anyone and what hurt the most was that he was avoiding you like the plague. “he is going through a phase right now, i promise he is better than this you saw how he was weeks ago please guys you have to believe me.” you were crying in monomas room about your ruined week. you knew what was the truth and that was that you were played, you were a fool to think that he was changing for the better. “i knew he was a jerk, y/n you deserve better than this, you deserve someone that will really appreciate you, someone that won’t have to change and will be who they really are in front of you..” you looked up from lap and stared at monoma and kendo. ‘these are my people, they will never betray me.’ “i love you guys,” you declared as you threw your arms around their necks and cried your heart out. ‘hitoshi shinsou you will pay for doing me dirty like this.’

kendo forced you to stay home and rest, you were stressed and not in the head space to be at school right now. it was now lunch and kendo was livid, and was stomping down the corridor to give a piece of your mind to the jerk that broke your heart. “shinsou, i got a bone to pick with you.” she yelled at the purple haired boy, ‘finally i can see how y/n is doing’ he completely misread her words and saw them as an invitation to act buddy buddy with her so he jogged over. however he was not expecting a fist to the face, “you undeniable monster! do you know what you did to her?! you gave her false hope and you have the audacity to think that you can get anything about how she is right now?” her words truly leaked poison and showed she was not playing around, he had hurt you, and he needed to repent. “you think your pathetic superiority complex is something to sneeze at and turn a blind eye to? you think that just because you can play with peoples emotions you’re better than everyone else? well here’s what i think.” groups of people were surrounding everyone and were listening to kendo’s rant, shinsou’s heart dropped, he knew what this meant, he had hurt you. with each sentence the gap between the two got smaller until she got into his face and continued.

“it is disgusting how you can switch your act to lower other people’s guard and once they do so they are underneath your discrepancy and you crush them with no mercy,” flashes of you trying to talk to the guy you liked were flashing into keno’s head, she watched as he broke you down until you were pieces and now she was there for you as you were hopelessly trying to pick them up. a breath broke her flow of thoughts and brought her a second of peace. “stay away from my best friend.” and thats when the world stopped for shinsou, he did all of this to protect himself, he was scared cause there was a chance you could’ve liked him back but he ignored that and hurt you instead. “i’m sorry..” was all that he could say at this point. he couldn’t express anything right now, he was malfunctioning. “it’s too late to say sorry.”

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frischkasekuchen · 3 years

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Dreamtalia Carrie AU

Credits:

Kyokyo866: Reve, Nevo, World(Nicholas) and Dreamtalia in general

Thriftlita: Vanya

Hetalia: Hidekaz Himaruya

Carrie: Stephen King

Warning:

Swearing

Religion

Religious abuse

Child abuse

Self-harm

Starring:

Reve and World(Nicholas) as Carrie White

Nevo as Margaret White

Germany as Tommy Ross

Canada as Sue Snell

Vanya as Miss Desjardin

(Author's Note: I've finished reading the book a while ago so I wrote something to celebrate- also I think this'll be my last piece until after my exams..)

(Note: the way i’ve written thoughts in parentheses is mimicking how Stephen King wrote telepathic communication and thoughts in Carrie- he only used apostrophes)

Carrie Memory- Father

Reve was humiliatingly trying to slip on the lacy stocking for he had bought to go with the dress Nicholas made for him. He was hobbling on one foot- knocking into nearly everything in Nicholas’ bedroom.

Nicholas snickered,

( christ, you look funny)

at this point Reve looked like he was wrestling a boa constrictor- and losing.

“And-And-Annnnnnnnd-'' Reve teetered backwards, “Got it!” The left stocking slipped on as he fell on the bed.

Nicholas let out a loud “HA!” as Reve fussed the skirt of the dress out of his face. He pushed himself out and stomped over to Nicholas, who slammed his mouth shut.

Reve pouted, “Shaddup! Who’re you laughin’ at?”

“You-!” he squeaked.

“You ass-” Reve blurted out. He went over to his white open-foot 2-inch heels and gloves. Slipping on the opera gloves were easier than the stockings, they latched on to his arms with a ‘SNAP’, they covered his scars easily. Next were the shoes, he slipped them on and he tightened them with a ‘SNAP’ as well, much more comfortable than the mary-janes he was offered earlier. He walked over to the full-body mirror and looked his entire outfit over. Reve began to worry, he went over to the dresser and sat down on a stool to let Nicholas fix his hair.

Reve’s face grimaced as his head became a jambalaya of worries.

( what if he doesn’t like how i look do you think the dress is weird nicky do you think it’s wei)

Nicholas hummed a hymn softly as he tried to soothe Reve.

( i think you good like you steal someone’s date you could steal all the boys from their dates that’s what i think)

Reve shrinked.

(what if this is a big joke what if luddie and mattie come hooting and hollering at my get-up what if he calls me a fag i don’t wanna be what if stands me up o god o god)

Nicholas smirked.

(i’ll tear out his tongue and feed it to mattie for being a big fat liar i’ll throw his ride into the gym that’s what i’ll do)

Reve gave a playful smile in turn.

(naughty nicky o no don’t do that that kills people)

The door to Nicholas’ bedroom slammed open to reveal his darling father.

“Red,” Papa said, glaring daggers into Nicholas’ uniform. “‘Course it’d be red.”

“I’m wearing blue and white- not just red.” Nicholas scoffed as he helped Reve put on a faux-flower armband Ludwig had given him. He finished combing down all of Reve’s hair save for a cowlick that refuses to go down.

(i think you should go downstairs reve this will turn sour go downstairs and wait for me)

(no i won’t let that windbag hurt you i’m staying i’m not leav)

“Take off that uniform- burn it.” Papa said sharply, approaching. “You can stay home- we can pray for forgiveness.”

“I. Don’t. Want. To. Pray. That’s final, papa. We have to get ready for prom.” Nicholas said. Oh that’s what he said to ‘pa, the ultimate curse word- worse than the Eff Word. Nicholas pulled Reve up to his feet from the stool and draped a shawl across his shoulders.

(leave reve go downstairs and wait for vanya i don’t want you to hear this)

Papa stayed still and stunned as though he had been slapped. “.......Take off that uniform, burn it, there’s still-”

“No. I. Said. No. Go fuck yourself, ‘cause after prom- I’m coming to pack up.”

He smacked himself- hard, leaving a red mark. It looked like a scar, a bunch of scratches. Nicholas paid no mind. With a blank stare he turned to the wall rushed at it- head forward.

He slammed into the wall with a loud ‘THUD’, he burst into tears and screamed. Reve jumped and his face scrunched up, he took hold of his wrist and stroked it- knowing what was under the gloves.

(what why you don’t hurt yourself like that no no leave nicky out of this you don’t hurt yourself in front of others no no you do that alone alone in private i know i do stupid bad man)

Nicholas still did not falter.

Papa then stared at Reve- like an angry father meeting his daughter’s secret boyfriend, climbing through her bedroom window. “You.”

Reve backed up into a corner near an open window- as Papa rushed up and seized Reve’s throat. He shook him back and forth raving- a s Nicholas tried to pull them apart.

(nicky i can’t breathe help me i’m gonna be sick)

“You rat- you parasite-! This is your fault!” he moaned as Nciholas tried to smack him off of Reve.

(don’t touch him don’t you do that papa don’t hurt him hurt me instead hurt me HURT INSTEAD ME HURT ME HURT ME PLEASE GOD HURT ME HURT ME HURT ME HURT M)

“I tried to keep the devil out of my house- and it was so difficult- it almost worked-!” Papa gasped, throwing his head up and whining to the ceiling. “Then you-you came along and taught him about those- those whores! You’ve turned him into an agent of the Wicked One- ” he paused for a moment and stopped shaking Reve- yanking the boy to look straight into the eyes of madness.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Reve shrieked in confusion.

(o god i’m scared i’m gonna shit myself)

Flex.

Papa was flung to the wall. Reve fell against the window sill, as a car pulled up to the house. The three rushed to the window as a station wagon came to a stop.

Mr.Bazarov had stepped out of the car; he was wearing a light, mute blue three-piece tuxedo that surprisingly matched his eyes- with a tar black bowtie.

Papa flew into a panic, he grabbed Nicholas by his wrists- “Please. Nicholas you can just stay here with me-!”

“I don’t want to stay with you papa-!”

“I’ll answer the door- I’ll tell him you changed your mind- that you don’t want to be around him-!”

“Let me go-leave me alone-!”

“You heard ‘im he doesn’t wanna stay-!” Reve yelled nearly breathless.

“Sit down-.”

“I’ll tell him you’re sick-!”

“SIT DOWN BE QUIET!’

FLEX.

Papa was flung to the floor and Reve was flung out of the bedroom.

(reve wait downstairs i’ll deal with this)

The door slammed shut, and Reve finally decided to go to the door.

Reve slammed the door open- to meet Mr.Bazarov, pacing up and down the porch, the slam startled him.

“Faucher! It’s nice to see you!” Mr.Bazarov looked him up and down. “This is wonderful handiwork!” he said,coming closer and examining the homemade dress. “Where’d you get something like this?”

“Nicky made it for me, he didn’t really want me- us- to go to prom- but he wanted to help me get a dress.” Reve said, stepping out on the porch and twirling to give him a full view of the pink gown. “He thought it was too plain but I like it!”

“That’s wonderful-! But where’s Nicholas?” Mr. Bazarov asked.

(oh shit)

“He’s-.” Reve was about to explain, before everything went awry.

(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)

Everyone outside, even Ludwig and Matthew who were still in the car-and now leaving to investigate- put their hands over their ears. A scream rang out, a scream from Nicholas- but it wasn’t as vocal as it sounded.

(LEAVE ME ALONE GET IN THE CLOSET LEAVE ME ALONE GET IN THE CLOSET LEAVE ME ALONE GET IN THE CLOSET LEAVE ME ALONE GET IN THE CLOSET LEAVE ME ALONE GET IN THE CLOSET LEAVE ME ALONE GET IN THE CLOSET LEAVE ME AL)

Windows and doors all over the house slammed open, and they heard Papa screaming his head off. “Nicholas stop this! Don’t you dare-!”

Finally, everything finally stopped opening- just closed. Save for Papa’s screaming- now accompanied by sobbing.

“N-Nicholas please! Don’t-They laugh at you-THEY’LL LAUGH AND YOU KNOW IT!” he howled. “COME BACK-PLEASE- I’LL PROTECT YOU! I JUST WANT TO HELP!” Footsteps were approaching, fast and loudly- and intensified as Papa’s tirade continued.

“COME BACK-! THEY’RE GONNA LAUGH AT YOU! YOU FOOL! THE LORD IS NOT MOCKED! COME BACK AND PRAY!”

“SHUT UP!” Nicholas screamed into the air, “STAY IN THAT CLOSET- and don’t say a word until I’m gone.”

Everyone outside could finally breathe again as they had been holding their breaths.

Nicholas choked out a sob, “I’ll be home at 11:30, and if you’re good- I won’t leave like this again, okay?”

“................”

“I’m sorry Papa, I love you.” Nicholas hiccupped.

Now a quartet of Mr.Bazarov, Matthew, Reve and Ludwig met Nicholas as he stepped out onto the porch.

Mr.Bazarov approached him and put a hand on his back and rubbed it, bending over to see if Nicholas was crying. “Boy-boy are you alright?”

Nicholas simply nodded.

(please please hold me please someone hold me)

Reve came over and embraced Nicholas. “That was very brave of you Nicky, very brave.”

“Sorry to interrupt-” Ludwig had finally spoken, “But- is everyone ready to go?”

Nicholas said, “Yes, we’re raring to go.”

Reve turned to Ludwig and whispered, “Um, how do I look?”

Ludwig gave him a small smile with a red face, “Wunderbar.” before shoving his face in his hands.

Reve tilted his head, “Eh?”

“Wonderful- he means wonderful.” Matthew said butting in.

Reve swore steam was coming out of his ears like a kettle.

(ohohohohohohohohohoho)

“Thank you.”

#dreamtalia #carrie au #my writing #tw child abuse #tw swearing #tw religion #tw religious abuse #bad god au #long post #tw self harm

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itsthestutterforme · 4 years

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OD'd (All American)

Y/N loses all hope in her life and tries to commit suicide, but her ex boyfriend, Sam, finds her in time //trigger warning: attempted suicide, substance abuse

part 2 of Leave Us Alone

I slowly started to zone back into reality and when I do, I realize that there was a beer in my hand and a whole lot more around me. My eyes sting from the lack of blinking I have been doing. I don't even know how long I was zoned out for. I glance at the clock and it read 12 pm. Sam was probably working right about now.

Its been two weeks since I left Crenshaw, but it felt like two years. Alcohol really has a paradoxical effect. The days blur together, but the overall time moves so slow.

I'm glad that I at least have Sam. Sam understands better than anyone what it means to suffer in silence because you don't want everyone all in your business. He's worried about me because he knows how I am when I drink.

He doesn't want me to fall down the same hole that I left San Francisco to get out of. But truth be told, I never really got out of the hole.

And since we're telling the truth, I came back to San Francisco because I felt terrified of being alone. Even when I had my biological parents that would beat the shit out of me, I still had someone. I was never really alone until now, and I'm absolutely terrified.. Im not reliable enough to be independent.

I was never thrown into the deep end and told to swim. I had a rough start but after that, I was pampered by the James family.

I never truly been alone before, and I don't know what to do. I stand up from the couch and decided to help clean up the empty beer bottles all over the floor and couch.

Guilt builds up in my chest as I think about how i just showed up in Sam's life and took it off its orbit. I tend to do that to everyone nowadays...

Once I finished cleaning up the empty beer bottles, I walk into the bathroom and decided to take my shower. I haven't showered in days, and I wouldn't have eaten either if Sam didn't force feed me.

I grab some of Sam's boxers and a sports bra. I let the water run over my hand before I start the shower and hop in.

My body gently shakes under the hot water and I cover my face with my hands so I could breathe. I nearly choke on the thick steam and started to cough a little. I lower the temperature of the water and crouch down on the cold bathroom floor.

How do I get out of this? Or better yet, where do I go from this? I'm slowly reaching rock bottom and I stopped trying to fight it. Im done fighting. The people that I was fighting my inner demons for, abandoned me.

The shower water washes away my tears and my lungs don't even sting anymore when I cry. I just blink to let the tears out and that's it. I stand up to wash my body and hair.

I finally turn off the shower and wrap a towel around my body as I step out of the shower. The steam was so thick that I could barely see what was in front of me. I click on the fan to circulate the air out and in doing so, I stub my toe on the bottom of the toliet.

And i could have sworn that I heard a crack. Just great. I wanted to do something for myself, I end up getting hurt because of it.

I open up the mirror in search for a bandage wrap, and instead, I saw a bottle of Naproxen staring right back at me. I take it into my hands and blink slowly at the label. At least it'll be painless. I dry my body and put on my clothes.

I grab a new beer bottle from the kitchen and take it to my room. More tears leave my eyes as I pour most of the pills of Naproxen into my hand. A cramp of nervousness attacks my stomach but ignore it and toss them into my mouth. I chugged all the beer down with the Naproxen and I just lay down on the bed and wait for it to take its course.

"I'm sorry, Sam."

A warm sense of light touches my face. I open my eyes and see the sun sitting proudly in the sky, no clouds in sight. I am sitting in the tall grass of the Savannah went I hear a deep growl. I slowly turn around to see a male lion slowly creeping up.

I glance around frantically for something that I could use as a weapon. When I don't find anything, I stared into the lions eyes as it neared me. Once it gets close enough, he lays down in front of me and rests his head on his paws. I tilt my head to the side and he lifted his head to do the same. "What the hell?"

But shit got even crazier when I hear him say, "Y/N, please don't give up on yourself." "I'm officially going crazy," I say. I feel a sharp pain on my feet and I look down to see a snake biting my foot. I yell out and try to pull the snake off of me, but it wouldn't budge. "Damn it!"

I jolt awake and back pedal as I try to understand where I was."Y/N, Y/N, relax. Its Sam." I slowed my breathing as I look around to see that I was in a hospital. "No," I say to myself. "What the hell were you thinking, Y/N? Naproxen, really?"

I tuck my knees into my chest and that's when I felt another sharp pain in my foot. I since and Sam said, "The doctor said that you have two broken toes. How did that happen?"

I rest my the sides of my face on my knee caps and didn't say a word. "Look, I didn't mean to yell at you. Its just... you scared the hell out of me. You are so lucky that I decided to come home early for lunch." "Why did you?" I ask. "What?"

"Why did you come home early?" "Because I wanted to make sure you were fed." "See? That's why I did it. I'm a burden, Sam! A burden on everyone. You were practically babysitting me."

"You were not a burden for me at all. I remember all of those times that you pulled me off of the floor and made sure I was taken care of when we were younger. I was just returning the favor." "I won't ever forget how much you did for me. And that's why I refused to give up on you like you gave up on yourself." He adds.

He stands up and slides into the spot next to me in the bed. "I got you something," He says as he reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a box and hands it to me. I take it into my hands and open it to see an outline of a lion in gold. "I.. while I was under, I had this dream of a lion. It was super weird though."

"So it is true, people can hear in comas." "What do you mean? I wasn't in a coma." I say. "Yes you were, for two weeks. They put you in a medically enduced coma so your body can recover from what happened." "I can't believe this," "Y/N, I know that you're probably going to hate me for this, but I called them."

"Called who?" I look into his eyes and immediately knew the answer. He took my phone and Grace and the rest of them. They're probably already here.

"Why?" "Because you need help." "They'll just make it worse." "You don't know th-" "Sam, they abandoned me! They made me feel worthless! Why do you think I tried to kill myself!"

A deep cold feeling rushed throughout my body and I sigh deeply. "Y/N, you need help. And clearly you can't help yourself and that's not your fault. My friends went to this one facility that helped them think clearly."

"You want to send me to rehab?" "Beats having you in the ground. You are destined for great things, Y/N. And the greatest of people had their fair share of struggles."

"Those struggles are what made them great. So let this shape you into a strong lion and not a tiny, defenseless ant." He adds. I hear a knock on the door and I looked over at it to see Grace, Spencer and the entire Baker family behind them. "Oh God," "That's my cue to go." "No, please don't leave me."

I hold onto his hand and he held the side of my face to press a long kiss to my forehead. He placed the necklace around my neck and said, "I believe in you." He slid off of the bed and gave me one last glance before leaving the room. And just like that, I was alone once again.

#allamerican #fic #jordanbaker #spencerjames #billy baker #beverlyhills

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fuck-customers · 5 years

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CLAP YOU HANDS ONCE MORE MA'AM ILL FUCKING BREAK THEM

OOH IM STEAMING MAD

3-23 today was pretty steady not too busy but no down time between customers (i was cashier today) so i wasnt too mad b/c it makes the shift go faster. LAST 10 MINS of my shift (of course...) we get SLAMMED by customers so me, being nice, is gonna stay and get the line down like i had 10 mins but this line would take about more b/c thats how it usually is

for some reason, customers today were super fucking needy like it's a saturday did you leave your big boy/girl/etc pants at home?? anyways we get a old white lady (with a British accent) go to my other cashier that just got there with "I need help with the fans"

as i mentioned we are ALL busy, cashiers with the line, floor ppl with their own customers and manager on the phone with a customer etc

so he tells her ok give us a min. She walks off

a min past and she comes again with a BITCHY face and this time i go "Im so sorry ma'am we are ALL busy ill try to get someone to help you but you are gonna have to wait" she walks off

then a ANOTHER min past and i hear loud clapping and then her yell "HELLO????" I look at my customer in front of me *two teens* with a look of *wtf* they also go "wOW what a rude bitch" i finish them up and just tell the next person in line to go to the other cashier b/c i cant have this bitch clapping and shouting in our store.

I rush over and help her....want to know what she was in SUCH A HURRY TO GET HELP FOR? our display fans were not plugged it and she wanted to test one out....i was about to lose my mind. I dislodged the tangle of cords and drag the one she wanted to test and guess what... GUESS WHAT SHE DID

after that rude clapping and yelling....and me abandoning my line..she looks at the price b/c she didnt fucking do it before and goes "oh i didnt see that price, nevermind" and walks off with me holding the display fan.....fuCKING BITCH

it's one thing to be annoyed. Like yea im sorry but we are busy. But to CLAP YOUR HANDS HELLA LOUDLY *everyone in the line turned to look at her* and shout "HELLO?!" like a big old bitch, then to finally check the price and go "nevermind" like FUCK OFF I HOPE YOU STEP IN DOG SHIT

so fucking rude i have seen ppl be rude but to that level? yea never and ive been working retail for 3 yrs..

#submissions #fuck customers #cashier problems #submission

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perseuesjackson · 6 years

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with the rain pouring all around us

ao3

words 3647

status complete (?)

summary When he walked away all those years ago, the last thing Izuku expects is for Bakugou Katsuki to come back.

a/n so this is og a one shot but i do have idea written for future chapters, i may continue if this is well received and if people wanna see that??? im not the best with finishing multichapters tho;;

The rain pours all around them, and it isn’t romantic in the least.

“Kacchan?”

The man before him looks lost, unsure where to look at. Finally, Bakugou Katsuki’s fiery red eyes settle on Izuku’s, glaring.

“I’m—I,” he starts, but the words don’t come out. “Fuck, Deku, I—” He stops himself again.

Izuku notices that his hair is shorter, though it’s still wild as ever. He’s growing a small stubble, too. Those were all new, but there were other things that hasn’t changed. The way he wears sleeveless tops. Boots that allow him to jump into action at anytime. Fists clenched, jaw tight, that was Kacchan. How could Izuku ever have forgotten that image?

Izuku opens his mouth, ready to offer something—though what, he isn’t sure—when Kacchan takes a deep, frustrated breath before angrily speaking.

“Are you just going to let me stand here in the rain?”

He blinks. Izuku knows he shouldn’t have forgotten, definitely did not forget, but the forcibly blunt way that is utterly Kacchan is something he hasn’t experienced in so long.

“Um, no, yeah, come in,” he offers a little bit awkwardly, shuffling to the side so there’s enough space for Kacchan to come in. The hero, soaking wet to the bone, mutters a thanks before stepping through the threshold and slipping off his wet sneakers.

There’s a million things wrong with Kacchan, Kacchan, in his living room, and there’s a million questions Izuku wants to ask. But the thing he blurts out into the silence that had settled between them as Kacchan shucks off his thin, wet coat is: “How did you know I lived here?”

“Icy-Hot gave it to me,” is all Kacchan gives him, which isn’t really much. Izuku feels a slight sting of betrayal by Shouto but if he was really honest with himself, he was happy Shouto did that for him. Didn’t give him the right to meddle, Izuku thinks to himself. He hasn’t decided if he appreciates the fact that Kacchan is standing in his apartment or if he is absolutely freaking terrified.

“Do you want anything? Like, a change of clothes? Though I don’t know if I have anything you can fit into… Oh! Some tea? Or a shower! The hot water has been a little funky though, so maybe—”

“Deku,” Kacchan cuts in, a little irritated, but the wrinkle around his eyes is soft (is Izuku reading too much into it?) “It’s fine. A shower would be nice. Maybe a change of clothes, if you have anything.”

Izuku nods furiously, glad to be given something to do with hands, since he definitely does not know what he’s doing with this…whatever this was.

“The bathroom is over there,” Izuku points, hoping there’s nothing weird in there that Kacchan could probably tease about, since he totally would. “I’ll find some towels and a change of clothes.”

Kacchan nods once, his piercing eyes falling on his for a beat longer before he turns towards the direction of the bathroom. Izuku watches him as he goes, and Kacchan stops in front of the bathroom door. He looks at it, pausing. Kacchan’s mouth opens a little. Izuku waits for him in anticipation, but then Kacchan clamps his mouth shut and slides open the bathroom door without saying anything more.

“This is weird!” Izuku screeches into his phone. Ochako has the audacity to laugh. She’s definitely getting a kick out of imagining Bakugou Katsuki running around in a storm and standing in front of Izuku apartment like some romance drama. “Ochakooo,” Izuku whines, “Please! This is so anxiety-inducing, I don’t know what to do!”

“First of all, get him clothes. Though you could leave him in just a towel, if you’re into that.” She goes on, ignoring the “Ochako” reprimand Izuku gives her. “Maybe cook him dinner? Don’t kid with me, Izuku, I know you were just going to eat frickin’ instant ramen.”

“I—it’s not—it’s microwavable ramen soup,” he finally settles on, though that was the least of all the things he actually wanted to say. “It’s healthier.”

“Izuku, honestly, haven’t you been waiting for this for almost three years?”

It was. Ever since that day when Izuku spelled out all his feelings, all his vulnerabilities, and Kacchan had took all of it and turned away.

“It’s…” He curls his fingers into a fist around his comforter on the bed. “It is…but I…I don’t know if I can go through that again.”

Nights in his bed, face in his pillow. Days where he felt empty, and all of despite of Ochako’s attempts at cheering him up, it hurt.

“Getting over him was so hard,” Izuku whispers, feeling at tears. God, Kacchan’s going to laugh when he realizes Izuku is still such a crybaby. “Ochako, I don’t know if I can do it again.” Heavy breaths makes it between the receiver, and Izuku is one sentence away from breaking down.

“Izuku, can I say something?” Ochako asks quietly after a pregnant pause. Izuku sniffles and nods, which she can’t see, and mumbles a yes instead. “It’s been more than two and a half years since you last saw each other. Like, really saw each other, and not just on the news or barely getting a glance at some battle or afterparty. And he came to you, Izuku. He obviously wants something, and we both know what it is.

“And if I’m really honest, Izuku…you never got over him. You know you didn’t, and this is your chance at closure.”

“Closure,” Izuku repeats, scoffing. “Like that’s easy.”

“Of course not, but at least, hear him out. Don’t kick him out after dinner or avoid talking to him.” Knowing Izuku is going to deny that, she continues quickly, “He came to you first, remember that. And when you came to him all those years ago, he at least heard you out, even if what he did afterwards was definitely shitty.”

“It was so shitty of him, that asshole,” Izuku cries, though he’s laughing a little. “Fine, I’ll hear him out, though he really doesn’t deserve it.”

“Good. Go get him his clothes. If you still want a some revenge, though, you can give him an ex’s sweatshirt you probably still keep—”

“Goodbye, Ochako!” Izuku almost yells into the phone. She laughs, saying something like, call me afterwards, okay? and he mumbles a fine before hanging up.

Izuku stares at the closet in front of him. He gets up from his bed and walks over, rummaging through a stack of clothes that have nothing in common except for the fact that it used to be someone else’s.

Kacchan’s dark, red hoodie sits at the bottom of the pile, but instead of grabbing the hoodie Izuku never returned, he feels a little spiteful and grabs a bright blue t-shirt from the top instead.

“You’re right, your hot water is shitty. It spurts out fucking scalding but then fizzles to freezing.”

Izuku sheepishly laughs, stirring the hot water with a tea bag. “Yeah, sorry about that.” He holds the mug up, turning around towards the direction Kacchan’s coming from. “I made you tea, though I don’t know what you like, so it’s just green—”

Izuku is no stranger to nudity, but when Bakugou Katsuki walks around in your apartment with nothing but sweats and a towel around his neck, you’re bound to be a little shocked. Izuku manages to ask through his gaping mouth, “I gave you a shirt though?”

Kacchan looks pissed at Izuku’s reaction. “Deku, I wasn’t going to fit into that. Sweats, though, had that string thingie so I just loosened it.”

Somehow Kacchan’s snarky attitude brings a little confidence to his own lips, because Izuku replies, “Right, I forgot how you liked to parade around shirtless.”

“I didn’t parade around shirtless—”

“You sure did love showing off your arms all the time, what with your hero costume and all. Did you make any adjustments since then?”

Irked, Kacchan seethes, “It had to be sleeveless to make room for my grenades. And you know I did.”

If he’s referring to how Izuku still stalks every hero out there and makes analysis books out of them, Izuku isn’t acknowledging it. Instead he cheekily goes on, “And all those times you checked yourself out in the locker room?”

It’s fun goading Kacchan, because Izuku isn’t the scared kid he was in highschool and he knows the enraged reactions Kacchan gives aren’t really filled with malice, like they used to be.

“If I remember correctly, you were also checking me out.”

And there it is.

Izuku was expecting it, because there’s no dancing around whatever this was between them. He steeled himself to look at Kacchan, but of course, after a beat of staring into his eyes, Izuku looks away.

“That would make two of us,” Izuku mumbles, since although he mentally prepared himself, Izuku can’t always speak with sass.

“What was that?” Kacchan demands, finally taking the steaming mug out of Izuku’s hands. He sets it on Izuku’s small kitchen table and pulls out a chair. “Speak up, nerd. You’re always mumbling.”

“Can you put something on? You just came from a rainstorm and took a shower in freezing water, are you looking to get a cold?”

“I’m not weak enough to lose to a cold.”

Izuku snorts.

“You were always the one without self-perseverance,” Kacchan adds and moves to take the wet towel around his shoulders and wrap it around himself.

“Wait,” Izuku stops him, “I think I might have a sweater you might fit into.” He scampers down the hallway and into his bedroom.

“Then why didn’t you give that to me first, dumbass,” Kacchan shouts after him. Izuku reemerges with Kacchan’s red sweater that was on the bottom of the pile and hates it over, a little embarrassed but mostly annoyed.

“So that’s where that was,” he says nonchalantly. He slips it on easily, but still keeps the towel around his neck. “Why did you keep this?”

What a loaded question. Ignoring him and a little miffed, Izuku says, “Drink your tea. It’ll warm you up.”

Kacchan rolls his eyes but doesn’t push. “Did you eat dinner yet?” he asks Izuku, wiping his hair a little with the towel and—ugh, Izuku forgot how hot that was.

“No, I was going to make noodles before you came.” Izuku stomps over to the kitchen. “Do you want some?”

“It’s not instant is it?”

Izuku laughs, a little nervously. “Microwavable?”

“That’s just the same damn thing!”

Izuku is ready to argue, the words “it’s more fresh and has less preservatives!” ready on this tongue, when Kacchan stomps past him and throws open his refrigerator door.

“Could you not destroy my apartment, please?” Izuku mutters behind him.

“It’s a freaking mess, anyways.”

“Hey!” Izuku shouts, offended. “I keep it clean! Sure, I have a lot of stuff everywhere, but it’s a contained mess.”

Kacchan looks at him in deadpan then nods to his kitchen counter. Various containers of rice, sugar, and the like are scattered around it, not dirty, but definitely not organized.

Izuku crosses his arms, defiant. “So what? You barge into my apartment after not speaking to me for three years and judge the way I live my life?”

“You shouldn’t be surprised by that by now.”

“Shouldn’t I? It’s not like we’ve been talking for the past couple years.”

Kacchan flinches. Actually flinches. Izuku feels a rush of satisfaction.

“Here,” Kacchan snaps, in lieu of a real reply, and points to the frozen udon Izuku has laid out earlier, “if you just boil these noodles—which is also unhealthy as fuck—and just add soy sauce and some vegetables…”

Kacchan moves expertly with the ingredients, and it annoys Izuku to no end. Who did Kacchan think he was parading in his kitchen like he owns the place? And he had to be good at cooking, too, fuck him.

So Izuku is a little spiteful. Was that any surprise?

When Kacchan is finished, he grabs the first two bowls he sees—which don’t match and are a little chipped, much to Izuku’s chagrin—and lays the meal on the dinner table. He takes a seat first. Izuku sits across from him, feeling out of place in his own apartment.

“Thanks for the food,” Kacchan mutters. Izuku does the same, barely murmuring the words. They dig in, no other talk in between them.

After they’re done, the silence and tension in between them thick with their history, Izuku moves to take the bowls to their sink. Kacchan stops him with a swat with his hand, and grabs all the silverware. “I’ll wash.”

As Kacchan’s working, Izuku idles beside him, his mind whirring. Why is Kacchan not saying anything? Was he expecting Izuku to say something first? That’s low, if that was what he’s expecting. Kacchan came to his apartment, Izuku owes the pro hero nothing.

But after more minutes of tense silence and Izuku sees Kacchan is almost done cleaning up, Izuku’s anxiety caves first.

“Were you just in the area?”

“On a business trip,” Kacchan answers him, surprisingly. “An exchange with Todoroki’s agency.”

“How is he?” He hasn’t seen his good friend in a while; they’ve both been busy with their own lives as heroes.

“What’s with this small talk?” Kacchan cuts in. “Cut that bullshit with me. Aren’t you going to ask why I’m here?”

“You’re such a polite guest.” He rolls his eyes. Why is Kacchan here? They both knew. Izuku didn’t want to face it--face that consequences and possibilities that might lead to. But there’s no denying his curiosity as to why Kacchan made to move tonight to visit him.

Still, he’s not brave enough to turn around and ask him that directly. So instead, Izuku clenches the napkin left on the dinner table around his fist. “Why?” he demands.

His words are cold, harsh. Izuku winces mentally at the tone, but he doesn’t take it back.

There’s a long period of nothing but the water running. Kacchan stubbornly looks only at the dishes he’s washing and Izuku’s itching to scream, Well?

Finally, the water turns off. Kacchan turns around. Izuku prepares walls around his heart.

“Am I not allowed to see you?”

He repeats, flatly, “To see me.”

“I—fuck, Izuku,” Kacchan says, and he hates how his heart stumbles a little at his name. Izuku. He misses it.

He misses what they had so much, it hurts.

He misses him.

“I missed you, okay?”

Izuku’s mouth falls open and he blinks. All of his mental preparation would’ve never been enough for this.

“I made a stupid—a stupid mistake,” Kacchan grits out, “because I was…” An explosion forms within Kacchan’s clenched fist but Izuku doesn’t jump. That’s hardly a surprise, considering everything else that has happened tonight. “‘Cause I was scared, alright?” Kacchan yells. “You were always—always so—”

And Izuku’s reaching forward to touch him before he even knows what he’s doing—

“Stop that,” Kacchan growls, stopping Izuku’s face with a hand and Izuku’s body with a foot. “I’m trying to apologize for fuck’s sake, can you stop ruining it with your sappiness for one second.”

“Bub Kacchab,” he protests, or tries to, with Kacchan’s squeezing his cheeks between his fingers and palm. The undeniable smell of nitroglycerin fills his senses, which is pretty horrible, to be frank. Izuku moves Kacchan’s grip off of him.

Kacchan’s hand wrestles with his for a second before grabbing onto Izuku’s wrist and stopping him with a hard look. “No, this is my time, sit down and listen.”

Izuku obeys, still shell-shocked. Kacchan takes a labored breath, visibly nervous. And for the first time in years, Izuku can tell that Kacchan is afraid.

“Fucking Deku, you were always running ahead of me, and it pissed me off. Even though I was always shit to you, you came back, and when we were finally partners, finally that dumb Wonder Duo shit that All Might always said we could be…You had to go run ahead again and—and—

“You once told me you loved me,” Kacchan begins instead, as if they both didn’t know that already. “If I said the same now, would you tell me that again?”

Izuku’s heart stops. That’s the only viable reason for the way his hands shake, the tears that form around his eyes, but it couldn’t be, for the simple fact that for the first time since that day Kacchan walked away from him after Izuku spilled his heart, he felt like he could breathe.

“I…” Izuku says, because he really doesn’t know what to say. His breathing is short, and he feels his heart racing faster than he thought possible. “I…” Izuku tilts his head up and looks into Kacchan’s burning eyes. “You have to say it first.”

There’s a pause and even though it’s only for a beat, it shakes him. But then Kacchan makes a sound between a scoff and a laugh and says, “You are so damn needy.”

Izuku is ready to protest when he sees Kacchan’s eyes. The look in Kacchan’s eyes is one Izuku knows he’ll never forget, even after so many years, because it’s the look of fiery will, challenging and unrelenting.

“Izuku, I love you.”

Barely a murmur, but it’s shakingly loud in Izuku’s ears.

Izuku shakes his wrist until Kacchan lets go of his grip. Rather than letting him retract his hand, Izuku slides his fingers between Kacchan’s, letting it sit between them.

He leans forward without thinking and Kacchan’s there to meet him halfway, and it really is like just how it was three years ago. Fingers laced, bodies entangled, whispered words late at night, waiting until everyone else left the locker room…

A spat in the front of school grounds, Izuku begging Kacchan to stay, Kacchan pushing him, turning away—

Izuku pulls back.

“Y-you can’t do that,” Izuku complains stubbornly, his mind at war with his heart. Kacchan looks shell-shocked, his ears and neck red, with attraction or anger, Izuku can’t tell. Kacchan’s stance tells him he’s ready to fight, but Izuku beats him to it. “You can’t just not talk to me for three years, and then waltz back like you own my goddamn life—”

“—You were the one who kissed me—”

“Do you know how heartbroken I was, Kacchan?”

“I told you I was sorry!” Kacchan is yelling.

“That’s not enough!” Izuku is yelling back. He’s not even sure what he’s saying, because he wants Kacchan’s apology to be enough, wants him, but now Izuku is the one that’s scared. “When you left when you did…I can’t stand it if you left again.”

Kacchan’s hand reaches forward but Izuku tenses. He freezes, and his hand curls back into a fist in the air. “I’m not going anywhere this time.”

Izuku looks up at him, tears spilling over and down his face. “Don’t lie.”

“I’m not!” Kacchan stands up, furious, the force of which knocking his chair over. “Do you really think I’d come all the way here, say a bunch of embarrassing shit, and not mean it? Fuck, what do you take me for?”

Unrelenting, Izuku mutters, “A coward.”

Kacchan reaches forward, blindingly fast, and his fist wraps around the collar of Izuku’s shirt. “Say that to me again.”

“It’s nice to see that three years hasn’t done anything for your anger.” Izuku glares at him. “I said you were a coward, Kacchan. For a pro hero, for someone who is undaunted in the face of evil, you ran away a lot.”

“Shut up—”

“I told you I loved you, you didn’t have to say it back Kacchan, but did you really have to leave?”

“You are so goddamn finicky, if you didn’t love me, you shouldn’t have kissed me, or pretended that you did.”

“Pretend?” Izuku laughs, the sound berating and harsh, even in his own ears. “Of course I love you!”

Kacchan stills. The air between them stops moving.

“Of course I love you,” Izuku repeats, and this is not how he wanted to say it. “But last time I told you I loved you, you ran away. What will happen this time? If I asked you if you wanted to move in together, will you leave again? If I asked you to stay with me and grow old together, what will you say then?”

There’s silence.

“If I asked you trust me completely, could you?”

This time, Kacchan pushes against Izuku’s chest until he’s sitting down again. “Yes, you idiot nerd, I can!”

Izuku grabs hold of Kacchan’s hand and pushes it away with anger. “Because I can’t, Kacchan! I can’t trust you again, not after everything! We haven’t seen or talked to each other in three years.” He’s flatout crying now, the tears burning his cheeks just as his voice makes his throat burn. “You asked me if I love you, and I do. After everything, I still do, but…”

He stares hard into Kacchan’s eyes. “But things change. I’ve changed.” A harsh breath rags his throat as Izuku attempts to regain control of steady circulation. “When the storm lets up, please leave. This time, I’m asking you to.”

Izuku gets up from the kitchen table and walks away. Now, he wants nothing but to lock himself in his room and cry, but of course, Kacchan has other thoughts. A firm hand grabs at his wrist, hard enough to hurt.

“No, Deku, you can’t just—how can you just…Stop moving!” he yells as Izuku pries his tight fingers off. “Deku! I thought you loved me, how can you just walk away?”

“Because, Kacchan!” Izuku swivels around to glare at his childhood friend, his former bully, his rival, his partner. What could’ve been, anyways. His next words burn his throat before he even says it.

“I don’t want to love you anymore.”

#dailywonderduo #bakudeku #katsudeku #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #boku no hero academia #bnha fic #my fics #also tumblr mobile sucks?? no blockquote or read more or insert line #i cant fit the whole thing in this post on mobile pls read on ao3

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I JUST HAD A SAD KLANCE AND VOLTRON FAMILY FANFIC IN MY HEAD . HERES GOES NOTHING .

Keith and Lance where both fighting Axca and Ezor . Keith had the upper hand against Axca , meanwhile Lance was having a difficult time due to ezors ability to be invisible . Keith sees that lances is having difficulties and tries to help him , only to be stopped by Axca . He had no choice other than to defeat Axca and save Lance later.

“Lance . please hold on a little longer”

Every minute passing by , Lance gets weaker and weaker , hes unable to block to her fast shots . His shots werent also landing on her due to her invisibility and fast cloaking …..his hope starts to wither , Can he win this fight at all? . Ever since he piloted the Red Lion , he questioned his abilities . Allura pilloting the blue lion learned new techniques faster then he did . Hunk and Pidge were the brains . Shiro and Keith were the leader and had good fighting abilities . His fighting ability is good ,but he always had to argue with his head due to his brain telling him to give it up and . Ever since then , He starts to question his stand on the voltron team , was he holding the team back ? Was he even useful in fights? Was he always going to be the 7th man? .

As Lances starts to lose subconscious , Ezor uses the oppertunity to finish him off due to his weak state , she prepares her final attack . Lances visions starts to slowly blur and he starts to remember his home town , his mom and his family . The beach he always loved , the pilot simulator with Pidge and Hunk , saving Shiro and meeting Keith and arguing how he was the one to save Shiro , his first time piloting the blue lion , meeting Coran and Allura . And lastly his vision is Keith smiling at him and telling him

“leave the math to Pidge”

the flashbacks ends and ezors deadly attack hits Lance . Keith was busy fighting Axca when he heard a loud cracking beam he turns to see what happened and saw lance on the floor bleeding from his stomach and mouth . Then another loud sound was heard , it was Shiro , Pidge and Hunk . Shiro yelling at Keith to go to Lance

“keith go to lance , we will attack these two!!”

Keith agreed and started running towards Lance and terrified due to the amount of blooding coming out of lances body .

Keith pulls up Lances upper body towards his lap

“Get it together Lance , we will get you to the ship and get you healed up ”

Lance weakly looks up at Keith and asks with a weakly voice

“did you think I was a good addition to the team?”

Keith gets a flashback of their talk they had when Lance walked to his room to talk about the lions and whos piloting which lion , up until now , he never realized . Lance wanted reassurance that he was wanted in the team , that he was important and not a standby . He realizes that Lance would step down due to the fact that he felt he wasnt good enough . Keith realizes and starts shouting

“idiot , youre the sharp shooter of this team right ? , youre the one who stopped me from going getting everyone killed when Shiro wasnt here to guide us , now Im getting you out of here and getting you onto the ship ”

Keith picks up Lances and puts him in his back . Lance lays his head on Keiths shoulder and heading facing opposite from keiths face . Keith turns his head towards Lance .His face turned the other way . Only the back of his head was to be seen .

“youre vital to this team , youre the blue lion , now the red lion . Dont ever think of yourself as a burden , because thats far from what you are ”

Lance turns to look at Keiths face he had a look of determination , sincerity , but also a troubled on his face .

Lance was confident that Keith said that out of his heart and not out of pity . He was always straight to thhe point . Lance smiles and lays his head on keiths shoulder now getting a side view of Keiths face . His mullet was tickling his chin . He giggled a little bit .

He was thankful for everything and anything that was given to him for every oppertunity that was brought upon him . Saving the world wasnt such an easy job and he was glad he was apart of voltron family . Lance smiles and tears stream down his face and says “thank you ….keith” .

Keith stops at his steps and started to worry as couldnt feel Lances heartbeat pouncing on his back anymore . He glances at Lance . And he saw the dried tear streaks , the blood and marks from battle ,he was saw that his face seemed content and a smile can be seen on his lips .

Shiro , Pidge and Hunk were still fighting Ezor and Axcia , Prince Lotor ordered both of them to evacuate immediatly and left . Shiro , Pidge and Hunk started to run towards Keith and Lance and start to slow down as they saw Keith slowly pulling lance off his back and into his lap . Keith shocked and terrified . He didnt want to believe what he was seeing . Shiro , Pidge and Hunk go to Keiths side and see Lance looking peacful in his slumber . Slumber as they thought until theyve seen how lifeless his body was . Stomach wasnt moving . No signs of him moving whatsoever . Three of them in shock and tried to tell themselves that this wasnt real . Just a stupid dream . A prank by Lance himself .

A voice stopped them from their thoughts and the voice was contacting them from the main ship , it was two people . Coran and Allura. Both commanding them to the ship immediately before the place turns into ashes .

The three of them of them looked at one another and back at Keith , Keith was still denying the reality of it all . The reality of loosing someone close to him yet again , first it was his mom and dad and now …. its Lance . Shiro saw distress look on Keiths face stepped in , he laid his hand on Keiths shoulder and said “Lets get him back on the ship and see if Allura or Coran can help him ” Keith actually agreed and didnt hesitate

“Yeah we should , hes just sleeping hurry lets go and wake him up h-he needs to heal ”

Keith carried Lance bridal style and started running towards his Red Lion . Shiro , Pidge and Hunk looked at Keith as he ran towards th the red lion . Still in shock from whats happening , they keep telling themselves .

“Lance is just goofying around like he usually does ”

was the only thing they can think of as to not accept the reality of it all . The three of them wanted to think he was still alive and well . It was the only way to keep their sanity alive . They looked and each other and ran towards their lions .

Keith got into the lion and layed Lance down in his lap . Keith tries to get the red lion working ,but The red lion was not complying with Keith. This wasnt his lion anymore . The red lions new paladin was Lance . Keith gritted his teeth started banging on the control pannels and screams

“Please ! Red lion , please , I NEED TO GET HIM TO WAKE UP PLEASE DONT DO THIS TO ME RIGHT NOW” Keith started begging for the lion to get it to start up .

“Please I know youre not my lion anymore , but we still have a connection together . you were my first Lion . and I need to help my friend PLEASE” screaming on the top his lungs and the red lion lit up and started functioning. Keith held on to Lances lifeless body As The Red Lion started heading towards the ship .

When they were inside the ship . Keith carried Lance and ran straight towards Coran and Allura . Behind him was Shiro , Pidge and Hunk running . Keith entered the room where Allura and Coran was and screamed

“ALLURA CORAN PLEASE I NEED YOUR HELP”

Allura and Coran to turn around to see Keith carrying Lance . Allura and Coran shocked to see Lances body badly wounded . They were worried about what happened to him. Keith puts Lance down and scrambles on his feet grab Allura and Corans hand to begged of them to bring back Lance . They were both shocked .

“What do you mean bring him back keith?” Allura questioned him , afraid of the answer but wanted to hear it anyways .

“He-hes still alive I know it , but please try to do something to get him moving again”

Allura and Coran both frooze . L-lance is gone? Lance is gone? N-no thats impossible .

The three of them walked in . They saw Keith on his knees begging Allur and Coran .

Shiro, Pidge and Hunk started heading towards Lance .

Pidge looks at Lance and says “h-hey stop messing around now , wake up hey! ” Pidge recieved no respond .

“P-please , Lance ” .. Pidges voice starts to tremble and shake “T-this isnt funny anymore ” she couldnt stop the tears forming in her eyes . “Hes….really gone..?“Pidges glasses starts to steam as strong tears starts streaming down her eyes . Realization was hitting her hard , she didnt want to believe hes gone . The tears wouldnt stop , she huged Lances body and repeatedly shook him and said “P-please Lance dont do this to us , wake up ”

“No no not you to , first my father and brother . N-now its you”? !!? Why is life heing unfair to me?!! “ Pidge crying on Lances lifeless body cradling him hoping he would wake up soon. Hoping it was just a stupid prank .

Hunk and Shiro looking at Lances body on the floor . Hunk started to walk towards Lance and Pidge slowly , Hunk sits on his knees and grabs Lances right arm , taking his hand and holding up to his cheek.

” He B-budy” Hunk couldnt stop his voice from croaking . He closed his eyes and held Lances hand tighter . “Lance , r-remember when we trai-ning on the pilot simulator?” Hunk opened his eyes looking at Lance for an answer . Hunk closed his eyes again , he didnt want to see his face like this . Bruised up , and lifeless . He had a smile , but a smile that saddens him because it meant im at peace please continue on without me…

“R-remember when we met Shiro and Keith , you were bickering with Keith , saying you were the one to save Shiro”

-Flashback-

“no no no no , im going to be the one to save shiro”

Lance says as he moves the table and grabs Shiros other arm .

Keith looks at Lance questioningly and asks “ who are you”

“Who Am I ? The names Lance” looks at Keith and keith still looked clueless .

“We were at the same class at the garrisons” keith asks “really?Are you an enginner ”

Lance answers “No im a pilot , we were like rivals you know lance and keith neck to neck”

“Ohh wait I remember you , youre a cargo pilot ”

“Well , not anymore im fighter class now thanks to you washing out ”

“Well congratulations”

Flashback ends .

Hunks voice starts to crack and tears rolls down his face . “R-remember when we first came here at the castle . And met Allura and Coran , you catched allura started to flirt with Her” hunk sniffled and laughs a little -flashback- Lance catches Allura Allura looks up at Lance , and asks

“Who are you?”

“Im lance , and youre right here in my arms”

-flashback ends-

“ remember when we first couldnt form voltron”

flashbacks of all of them trying to form voltron from the ground up , but wouldnt work and they tried every single tactic and it was no use . Everybody was drained and wanted nothing more then to lie down and rest .

Hunk opens his eyes , he still wasnt getting a response , He couldnt contain himself any longer and started cry profusely . Pidge looked up to see Hunk . They both look at each other and cried hard . Truly they were heartbroken by the loose of there team mate and a good friend . Hunk looks back at Lances face again

“I-if you dont wake up you wont be able to eat my special meals anymore ”

Pidge offers her hand to Hunk and Hunk puts her hand on his other cheek .

“If - you dont wake up , we wont be able to make anymore good and bad memories ”

Hunk let out a loud cry , he couldnt surpress it any longer . His friends lifeless body next to him , he realized they wont be able to hear his jokes and picklines anymore , not able to hear his voice anymore , not feel his presence , not form voltron without him .Everything would be so dull without him .

Shiro looks at Keith , Coran and Allura and looks at Hunk and Pidge crying over Lances body .

Shiro felt horrid due to the fact that he told Keith that maybe Coran and Allura can help , but that only lead the boy clinging on to the hope that was never there . He didnt know what to say or think at the time , yet he was the leader . He haded to know what to say to Keith . He was a bad leader .

“no shiro its no the time to think about that right now” as he told himself in the head , he started walking towards Keith , Allura and Coran .

Allura on the verge of tears and Coran trying to stop Keith from doing the unimginable and wake up to reality . Allura speaks

“Im so sorry Keith , theres nothing I c-can do . Hes already gone” keith was ready to retort . Suddenly , Shiro puts his hand on Keiths shoulder and Keith turns around , “Please Keith , go see him and say everything what you need to say ” Keith turned around to face Shiro wide eyes about to explain that Allura can save him she has powers maybe she ca- Keiths trained of thought stopped when Shiro started speaking .

“its not easy for us , The pain of loosing someone close to us , the pain is unbearable …… I know its hard for you to accept right now , but please dont try to push the impossible to be possible.

Keith looks at Shiro and looks back at Coran and Allura . Coran and Allura looks dreadful from the battle and also sorrowful from the news of the loosing a team mate . Keith realized his mistake . He wasnt the only one mourning for Lance . People in this ship were his friends to . He wasnt alone on this .

“I-im sorry Allura and Coran . ” Keith looks down on his feet and started walking towards Hunk and Pidge . Pidge and Hunk looked up at the shadow above them . Keith looked down and saw their running nose and blood shot eyes .

Keith sits next to both of them . And looks up at Lances face . Keith smiles and looks down again . And grabs onto Lances shirt .

….you idiot” he whispered “ you werent supposed to die , your mission was not to die and … save people ” Hunk and Pidge look at Keith and put their hands on his shoulders .

..y-you have n-no idea how much you mean to this group , ye-t you belittle yourself” Keith started to talk more louder , he looked up at Lances face again , Tears streaming down his face slowly .

“Y-oure important to us , important to me ” Keith whipping out the tears that stream his face

“You saved me from making bad decisions that wouldve jeporadized our lives …. comforted me …. youve made us laugh , saved peoples lives … yet how can you belittle yourself and say you were never enough or good? ”

keith was angry at Lance , but sadden that he had to carry that fake screen of being happy go lucky all the time , when he was crumbling inside .

Shiro , Coran and Allura walked over to the rest of the team mates and they all huddle together next to Lance .

“T-thank you for everything Lance , Im so sorry Iv hit you many times , ignored your pick up lines , but as time came , we bonded and became good friends . I-im really glad I had the honor of piloting the blue lion .” Allura broke into tears as she remembers all memories they all had together.

“Y-you were to me , like a son , young fella . You are handsome and always capable of making people laugh and brighten up their mood ” Coran put his right arm on his heart

“Thank you for being a brave warrior and savior of the universe young fella” he bowed down his head and paid respects to a fallen comrade .

“L-lance , Im really glad you and I met . Im glad I met everybody in here . Being praised by you , forming voltron with you , saving people with you . It - it was all …….

Shiro broke down , he couldnt take it anymore , yes he was a leader alright , but there are times that emotions can take a hold of you to the point of not being able to hold in any longer . Yes hes a leader . A leader who leades the way to victory . A leader who leades with no msitake and shows no emotions . Leaders are supposed to show everything , the good and the bad . Its never never bad to cry . Its Never bad to show emotion for a fallen comrade . Fallen friend .

“Thank you for all the times youve made us laugh , saved us and most of all , thank you for being a good friend” Shiro along with everybody bawled . Keith looked around . These people . Lance

“Do you see this?” The faces of the people that love you “ ……..

Keith looks at Lance . Still smiling on his deathbed .

“L-lance we all love you , thank you for everything . ” Hunk hiccuped and hugged Coran for support . Coran massaged his back and whiped away his snot with tissue .

Keith grabs Lances hand holds it tight . Not ever letting go . Not yet .

“ L-lance , t-thank you for being a rival , a friend ……. thank you for giving me a chance to ……like somebody like you ”

Keith smiles as he takes his other hand and caresses his cheek softly .

“See you soon”

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fantasticnewtimagines · 7 years

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*Scars From The Past* Newt x reader

◘ anonymous asked:

Can you write a NewtxReader where they're dating after reader has left a physically abusive ex? Mostly fluff but with a scene where the ex shows up to attack the reader and Newt fights him off (magically, but also throws a punch for good measure). And then more fluff. Because Newt is fiercely protective of her after what she's been through.

WARNINGS: Slight mentions of abuse.

Giggling, you held on to your boyfriend, Newt’s, arm as you made your way out of the small wizarding speakeasy. It was late and the both of you were getting rather tired. You had a bit too much giggle water and Newt was doing his best to hold you up as he carried home.

“It’s such a beautiful evening!”

You threw your free arm up in to the air as you leaned up against him causing him to lose his balance a bit.

“I know, love....” Newt chuckled. He kept his arm around your waist as he continued down the street, eyes scanning the area to make sure no one suspicious around. Newt knew of your past relationship with your former ex and from the way things had been left between you two, he wouldn't be surprised if he showed up out of nowhere.

A you approach your apartment, Newt propped open the door and carried you through. As he got you to your bed, he carefully put you in it and tucked you in. You were out within seconds and Newt smiled as he watched you drift off.

Everything seemed perfect to him. You, your relationship. His entire life right now.

What he didn't know was that someone had lurked in the shadows following you home.

“Ugh. How much did I drink last night?”

Newt looked up at you from the table smiling and letting out a tiny chuckle. You looked completely dis-sheveled.

“Well, I stopped counting at about six giggle waters.”

Your eyes widened and your mouth dropped as you stumbled in to the chair across from him.

“How on earth did I walk home?”

“I carried you, love.”

A slight blush crept across your cheeks and you shot him a look of gratitude.

“Thanks.”

“Of course, love.” The wizard smiled as he pushed his chair out and walked over to you. His arms snaked around your waist as he leaned over the back of your chair and nuzzled his face in to the crook of your neck. “It’s my pleasure.”

Laughing, you enjoyed as he then peppered kisses all along your neck and shoulders before standing up and grabbing his coat.

“Well. I have some errands to run quickly. Need some supplies. I won’t be long.”

“Alright.” Pouting as you watched him grab his case, you blew him a kiss which he caught with his hand and placed to his cheek. You giggled at the gesture and smiled as he disappeared behind the door.

After you finished your breakfast you decided to take a nice hot shower. The stench from last night was still prominent on you and you couldn’t wait to wash it off.

The steam from the shower filled the bathroom and the sound of the water pouring from the shower head hid the sounds of the unwelcome visitor who had slipped in to your apartment.

Grabbing your robe, you tied it tightly around you and you rung your hair out and combed it out. You felt a thousand times better. You turned the knob to the bathroom and hummed to yourself as you walked out. It wasn't until a familiar voice broke you from your solitude that you realized you hadn’t been alone.

“So. Now you’re a gold digger, eh?”

Your heart nearly stopped beating as you paused half way towards your room.

“Dating the famous, Newt Scamander... how nice.”

You swallowed thickly as you stood there, unable to move as you heard the footsteps of your past lover walking towards you. You could feel his hot breath on your shoulder as he spoke just inches from your ear.

“Must be nice to be known as the great beast boy’s girlfriend. Must make all the woman jealous.”

“What do you want?” You croaked. You wanted to sound confident but your voice gave away your fear. Richard smiled to himself as he placed his hands on either side of your waist, pulling you in towards him.

“You...”

Without hesitation, you pulled away and spun around. Your eyes landed on his and his bore the obvious desire to have you back. Why though, you didn't know. All he ever did was yell at you. Hurt you and tell you how imperfect you were. How you had ever loved him was a mystery to you.

“Get out.”

Richard laughed at your shaky voice and continued walking towards you.

Where was Newt when you needed him? You hoped he was going to walk through the door at any moment.

Fate was on your side.

The door knob began to turn and the familiar blue coat slipped though. Richard grabbed you by the arm and spun around, holding his wand to you as Newt looked up, his eyes widening at the sight.

“N-Newt...” Tears began to fill your eyes and your heart beat rapidly against your rib cage.

Slowly, Newt placed his case down and reached in to pocket, fishing for his wand.

“Pull it out and I obliviate her.” Richard threatened between clenched teeth.

Not taking any chances, Newt put his hands up.

“What do you want?” Newt asked. He seemed rather calm but you knew inside he was panicking.

“You think you can have what belongs to me, don't you? Well, I don’t care who you are! Y/N is mine.”

Tiny whimpers escaped your lips as Richard’s hold on you tightened. Newt’s jaw clenched as he watched the fear in your eyes rising with every second.

Richard was tall and buff; the complete opposite of Newt. You knew that Richard could probably crush Newt with just one single punch.

You felt your body stiffen as Newt began walking towards the two of you. Richard slowly backed up, his wand pressing harder in to your temple.

“She doesn’t belong to you.” Newt spoke as he kept his hands up and slowly stepped closer, his eyes never leaving Richard’s.

Richard just sneered, clearly growing aggravated that Newt wasn’t crumbling before him like most me did. Then, something you never thought you’d see, happened. Newt formed his right hand in to a fist and as he swung at Richard’s face he grabbed you and pulled you out of his grip. You fell in to Newt’s arms but he held you up, quickly placing you behind him as he withdrew his wand.

“Son of a-” Richard looked up, his nose now bleeding. The blood ran down his face and dripped on to shirt. Your hands held tightly to Newt’s arms as he held you back.

“Get out.”

Richard sneered as he wiped his nose. You gasped as he advanced forward, now taking a swing at Newt. The Hufflepuff pushed you to the side and ducked, missing his fist. Thinking fast, he held out his foot and tripped him, watching as he fell to the ground, wincing as his bloody nose began to pour blood even more.

“I said,” Newt pointed the wand at his face, “Get out.”

Growling, Richard pulled himself up. He looked over at you. You were hiding behind Newt still, holding tightly to his arm as you held back the tears of fear building in your eyes.

You sighed a huge sigh of relief as you watched him march out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him. The moment he disappeared from sight you broke down in to a fit of tears. Your legs gave out and you fell to the floor, Newt falling with you.

“It’s okay....” Newt held you closely, his one hand cradling your head as you sobbed in to his chest. “You’re alright.”

As the minutes passed and you continued to cry, Newt whispered sweet words of comfort until your breathing finally steadied. Turning your head up so your eyes met his, Newt gently laid a hand to your cheek and used his thumb to brush away the remaining tears.

“Th-thank you...” You whispered.

Newt furrowed his brows in confusion but instantly smiled and replied, “Of course, love... He won’t touch you again. I promise.”

“How can you be sure?”

“Because I promise to make sure he knows that if he ever tries a stunt like that again, he’ll never see the light of day ever again.”

A small teary laugh escaped your lips and Newt gently pulled you up closer, placing his lips against yours and sealing the promise with a kiss.

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llturner7 · 7 years

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BUNNY "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING LAURA?!" Raph yells at me, as I hide behind Donnie. Never mind the fact that one of the foot clan soldiers injected a little bit of purple ooze into me, that only partially mutated me. If I received the full injection I would be fully mutated. "GET OUT HERE LAURA! I MEAN IT!" Raph continues and moves to where I'm hiding. My eyes grow wide in a panic, my rabbit ears drooping even more with shame, embarrassment and fear as Raph comes towards me. I scoot closer to Donnie and move to his side as Raph comes up behind Donnie, glaring with anger. Here I am, a 22 year old acting like a child in trouble and afraid of a 17 year old. Raph, a massive hulk with bulging muscles, towers over me by a few feet. My fluffy tail twitching nervously as I lightly back away as he continues to come closer to me. "Raph calm down. Your scaring her," Leo walks up to Raph and places his hand on his brother's shoulder in hopes of calming him down. "Don't you dare stick up for her, Leo. She needs to understand that what she did put us in a bind and made it worse. I never wanted her to come along in the first place because something like that could and did happen. At least April has more sense than her," Raph growls at Leo, pointing at me in the process. His words hit me, as if I just received a punch to my chest. I have been in love with Raph for a couple of months and had kept it a secret from everyone. April, my childhood friend, figured it out and promised to keep it a secret. Raph and I are like day and night. I'm shy, get embarrassed very easily, and to top it off I'm a star wars nerd. Raph on the other hand is hot tempered, lifts weights, trains, and loves to fight. For some reason or another I just fell in love with him even though I get intimidated by him. "Guys if she didn't do what she did, we would all have been toast," Mikey chimes in hoping to calm the situation down. Everyone stands there having a stare down. I look at Raph to Leo, seeing the tension rise. Raph breathing deep, causing his nostrils to flare. I slowly slink away not wanting to be in the middle. "You stay right where you are Laura," Raph pins me with his glare. I freeze, cringing under his glare. I look up at him with a guilty expression. Donnie moves closer to me and wraps his arms around my stiff shoulders," I think we all need to calm down. Raph what matters is that we all made it back in one piece and are okay." Raph turns on Donnie, seeing his arm around my shoulders didn't make him feel any better," for now, but what about next time huh? She ain't going with us no more or going out! She'll only get herself killed and make things much worse!" Tears begin to well up in my eyes, but I refuse to shed those tears and instead I finally look Raph in the eyes," IF I DIDN'T DO WHAT I DID, YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN KILLED OR BETTER YET CAUGHT! WHAT THEN HUH?! I'M NOT SORRY FOR STEPPING IN LIKE I DID!" I glare as hurt laced with anger comes out of my mouth. Raph straightens his back and shoulders, making himself taller, his face growing red at my defiance. Donnie gently begins to draw me behind him as Raph moves closer to me. I watch him, never letting my gaze waver from his, no matter how much I want to look and run away right now. "You're not sorry?" His voice rough and low. "No I'm not," I say quietly my tough act dissolves in a second. "Raph walk away right now," Leo moves in front of Donnie and I, taking a defensive stance. Raph pauses and looks to Leo, seeing Leo ready to take him out. For a moment it seems as if he is gonna start a fight with Leo, not just a yelling match, but a fist fight. Instead Raph backs off. "Fine but next time I ain't gonna come for her if she gets in trouble," Raph says, turning and walking away. I let out a breath, not knowing that I was holding it and lean against Donnie. I hide my face against his side and let the tears fall from a heartache. He gently picks me up. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, as he smooths my hair away from my already damp cheek. I press my further into the crook of Donnie's neck to hide. "Hey its going to be okay," He murmurs trying to calm me down. "Yes we are mad at you, but it's out of fear of losing you," Leo comes up behind Donnie, lifting my face up so he can look at me. Leo smiles, which in turn makes me smile in return," we care about you Laura." "I know," I say in low voice and shift my eyes to where Raph disappeared to, sadness flowing through. Donnie, still holding me in his arms, leans his cheek against the side of my face. I let out a soft sigh and drop my chin on his shoulder. Exhaustion takes over from the events that unfolded earlier tonight and the emotional ride with Raph. Donnie carries me over to one of his tables and sets me on top of it. "I just want to make sure that there is no other injuries," Donnie explains as he gathers his instruments. I can only nod, for talking seems to be to much. Mikey leans on the table and can't seem to take his eyes off my tail. He watches it sway and flick around casually. The itch in his fingers grow more intense. He instead brings his gaze up to see Donnie inspect me for any injuries I might have. I maybe older than him and his brothers, but he can't help but think of me as a child. In the sense that I'm short. His gaze drifts back to my tail and unable to take it anymore, he reaches over and touches my fluffy tail. Yelping in surprise, I jerk away and can feel myself falling forward. Donnie gently catches me from falling off the table. I look back at Mikey, my face red and narrow my eyes at him. "Im sorry I couldn't help it. It's so fluffy and cute," Mikey sheepishly smiles at me, making my face burns even more. "Thank you mikey," I mumble tucking my head down so I don't have to look at the brothers. I lightly touch my rabbit ears, feeling how soft and velvety they are," I'm really sorry for causing trouble." "All is forgiven. There is no need to feel bad about it," Leo cracks a smile, giving me comfort. "Thank you," I smile back and hop off the table after Donnie finished looking over me for any injuries. "It's been a long night we should all get some rest," Leo says, ruffling my hair and pulling me into a hug," Don't worry about Raph, he is just worried for you." I blink and look up at Leo to see him smile knowingly, my face a shade of pink. I nod and look again in the direction of the dojo, where Raph disappeared into. I'm pretty sure he's beating the crap out of the dummy right now, knowing I'm the cause of his anger. "Get some sleep and tomorrow will be better," Donnie pats me on the head. "I'm not tired just yet. I think I'll stay up for a bit longer," I smile up at the brothers, heading towards the living room. "We can watch Star Wars for a bit if you want?" Mikey smiles, wanting to make me feel better and feel cared about. At the mention of Star Wars, my eyes light up and I smile," okay." Anger and rage still boils in Raph's blood. If it was possible steam would be coming out of his eyes. He slams his fist into the punching bag with a vengeance. How could a he be so stupid to do such a thing? Over and over the scene plays out in his mind with me jumping in and fighting, with no experience in at all. He's angry with me and at the foot clan for hurting me in the first place. To hear me not apologize for stepping in, shocked him and angered him even more. He has never wanted to shake someone so badly till they got it through their brains that they were stupid and kiss them so badly at the same time, until I came along. To anger him even more was seeing how I clung to Donnie. He slams his fist into the dummy for the last time and let's out a sigh. He glances over to the entrance of the dojo, hearing the familiar sounds of light sabers. Walking out of the dojo, his eyes on the couch, he doesn't see me and searches for me with his eyes. "She's fast asleep on the couch," Mikey comes up beside him, whispering. "Is she..." Raph begins to ask him. "Dude just go," Mikey nudges him forward. Mikey watches his older brother move to the couch. A smile spreads across his face, grabs on an orange crush and hums his way to his room leaving Raph and I alone. Raph looks over the couch to see me curled up, asleep. A soft smile spreads on his face at the sight of my rabbit ears and tail. Catching my tail flicking around and settle, he chuckles. Coming around the other side of the couch, he kneels down and brushes his finger across my cheek, sweeping the strands of hair from my face. You have no idea how much of my heart you hold. Seeing me stir a bit, he pauses, until I settle back down. He gently lifts my head up, slips underneath me and carefully lays my head in his lap. He let's the movie continue to play, even sets it on replay and let's sleep over take him. So I finally am posting one of my oneshot that I wrote a while back. It's also on my account on quotev along with my other stories I'm working on. So I hope you all like it. This is my version 2 of my original one. I had a lot fun writing this one.

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