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satrs · 1 year

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Hiiiii so this is like my first time asking on here and I REALLY REALLY like the stuff you write like it's definition of art at its finest 🤌(idk if that made sense) anywayyyy could I maybe get a lil beach episode scenario of blue lock characters x reader if possible or it could be one dude oh also I don't rlly care abt it being angst or fluff or whatever lol go crazy if you want

K that's all thx for taking the time to read this have a good day or night and random reminder from a random stranger to rest if needed

Have a good one girlllll🤜💥

HEYY I‘m really glad you like my stuff tysm<33!!

I decided too make it with 4 of the „main“ ones‼️ It's overall fluff! I hope that’s alright 🫶🏾

Alright so I tried I hope you enjoy!^^ Hope you have an amazing day/night/morning😘😘‼️

ʙᴇᴀᴄʜ ʙᴀʙʏ!

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; ʙᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ ɢᴜʏꜱ!

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 1.2k

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Bachira Meguru. Kunigami Rensuke. Chigiri Hyoma. Nagi Seishiro.

ᴛᴀɢꜱ; fluff, swearing. established relationship. a littleeee bit suggestive. nicknames. a bit aquaphobia(?). (exhibitionism?).

ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ! // ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ!

BACHIRA MEGURU.

He is so goofy.

Playing around with the sunscreen while applying it on your back, dragging you into the cold water right after you got out to dry yourself and building big sand castles, as if he was a little child.

But that was what you loved about him, his carefree and happy persona, shining brighter than the sun itself.

"Baby~, I'm sorry! Come back, please!", Bachira called out to you. "No, you're not Meguru! I told you I don't like getting my head dunked into the water and you still did it!", you turned around, pissed off by his antics.

But as you saw his little pout, you couldn't possibly be mad at him anymore. Just to keep your pride, you turned back, making your way onto the soft sand of the beach to hide the smile that slowly made its way onto your lips.

"I was just playing", he whined, quick to catch up with you. He placed both of his hands on your hips in an attempt to stop your movements, placing soft kisses onto the length of your neck.

You turned your head towards him, meeting with his bright orbs, causing you to giggle, hushing him away.

He smiled right back at you, hot on your trail as you ran away from him in a playful manner, the both of you giggling while grinning from ear to ear.

It didn't take him long to catch you, lifting your body and spinning you around, earning a giggle from your soft lips. “Ha! Caught you~", he played, now holding you in bridal style, sprinting back into the water with you.

Before you could wiggle yourself out of his hold, you felt the cold water surrounding your body, causing you to yelp.

Bachira giggled at your action, holding you close to him with one hand on your hip while peppering kisses all over your face, infecting you with his goofy and lovestruck giggles.

Both of you are so goofily in love with each other.

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE.

"Not so far from the shore, Ren!", you yelped, noticing how the beach seemed to dissapear further and further away into the distance.

"What if there is a shark or something!? This is dangerous!", you panicked, careful too completely be on the floating mat.

Kunigami chuckled at your panicking state, "Don't worry princess. Your hero is here to protect you from all the nasty sea monsters", he stated, causing you to cringe at his statement.

"Yeah, yeah. You wouldn't be able to stand a chance against a big ass shark!", you yelped when he quickly moved the mat, drawing you near him, "I'm hurt. You don't trust me pretty?", he played a soft pout onto his face.

"Not right now when you're almost dragging me into this deep ass water! Let go!", you fantically tried your best to stay on the mat.

"Alright."He let go of you, causing you to fall into the water head first. You quickly swam to the surface, clinging your arms onto the floating mat, desperately trying to get back on it. "You asshole! Get me back on there now!", you screamed, watching in terror as the orange-haired male laughed.

"But you told me too let go?", he inquired while holding onto the mat, mere inches behind you, only irritating you further.

"Kunigami Rensuke!", you threatened him, "Alright, alright. I got you, princess."

With one quick movement your leg swung over the mat, causing you to calm down. But you soon let out a loud yelp as Kunigami's hand came in comtact with your ass, feeling a light sting.

His face drew near yours, earning a flustered look in return.

"You're so hot when you're angry, pretty."

CHIGIRI HYOMA.

"That's enough, Y/N", he joked. "No. I don't want you to catch sunburn. I know how you catch them so easily." Your voice was laced with worry, rubbing the sunscreen on the same spot on his back for the past five minutes.

He let out a loud sigh, standing up and walking onto one of the sun benches where his belongings were placed.

"W-wait! I'm not done yet Hyoma!" he ignored you, tying his hair into a high bun, making his way into the water. "Hyo!", you called to him in frustration, throwing the sunscreen into the sand, following him quickly.

He sighed as his skin made contact with the water, dipping his head into it quickly to feel refreshed, swiping some of the hair that fell into his face out of the way.

You watched him, arms crossed while frowning. He noticed your intense stare, turning in the water to look at you, "and where is your sunscreen, little miss perfect?", he noted, causing your eyes to widen in surprise. You forgot.

He chuckled at your reaction, motioning you to join him, "C'mon, it doesn't matter anymore. Plus, the water is pleasantly warm right now."

You complied, tapping your way towards him, standing in the water, being covered by bits up to the bottom of your breasts.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a quick kiss on his lips, "You're such a bad boy", you joked, a smirk playing itself onto his lips.

"Am I now?", he teased, hand moving onto your rear, softly squeezing it. You wrapped one of your legs around him, motioning him near you, humming in response.

"Mommy look! they're all touchy-touchy with each other!", a young boy pointed his finger at the two of you, multiple heads turning in your direction, causing you to retreat away from him, face flushed red.

Chigiri chuckled at your action, following you out of the water. He noticed his shoulders slightly burning, also turning a bit red.

Shit, he should've let you put on that damn sunscreen.

NAGI SEISHIRO.

How did you get that boy to the beach? Well, you didn't really know yourself.

He didn't want to, even after endless begging and pleading with him. But then a thought struck him like lightning:

You. At the beach. Bikini.

This thought made his sleepy eyes shoot wide open, jump off the bed, quick to walk right behind your trail.

As the two of you arrived, his happy mood threatened to disappear as he noticed that your bikini was nowhere in sight.

"Where is your bikini?", he bluntly asked, his voice laced with disappointment. You giggled at his words, taking the end of your sundress in hand, lightly lifting it up to flash him your undergarments.

His breath hitched, flashing you an expecting look, wondering when the fuck you would finally-

"You first, then me. I know you, Sei'." What a hassle. You're right. You knew if you would bare your swimwear before him now, he would pull you on top of him, feeling up your body and not letting you go until the sun disappeared behind the moon.

So, to be able to make your day at the beach, you had to get him into the water first.

Nagi was quick to understand, stripping down into the swim boxers he wore underneath, taking the swimming noodle in hand, waiting for you like a puppy for its owner.

Finally, you took off that annoying sundress of yours. He was quick to shamelessly gawk at your beautiful figure, only snapping out of his thoughts when you took his hand in yours, dragging him into the direction of the water.

"C'mon! Let's take a quick swim, then I'm all yours~", you purred, causing him to stumble in the sand from your quick steps.

What a hassle.

ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

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lizard-zombie · 1 year

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Just saw the Mario Movie and I got a few things to say

1) overall, I enjoyed it a lot and referencing stuff from the games tickled my brain. It’s a fun movie and I wouldn’t mind watching it again

2) heLLO???? THE MUSIC????? FANTASTIC. Hearing the little iconic tunes are making me giggle lol

3) the animation is so pretty! I don’t know much about art, but I thought it was really really nice. Lighting was really cool and the detail on the world and characters was impressive

4) Peach was not being an insufferable “Strong Woman” like I feared. She was there doing what she needed to do and not making a huge deal about it. Thank you for that. She’s my main in smash and kart and I would die for her.

5) speaking of Peach, she and Mario did not end up in a romantic relationship at the end. They are partners, friends. If they were to get into a relationship in the far future, I think this is a good starting point to build off of.

6) and speaking of Mario, the guy was pretty cool. The Pratt man wasn’t terrible. I was iffy at the beginning of the movie but I was over it after a short while. I cringed less than I thought

7) I am so so so happy they didn’t pull a “What is this? Im the chosen one? But im just a dude” trope. Mario is just like, “ayo im a guy and im confident that I know how to do plumbing things and I love my brother.” Love that for you, Mario.

8) The Mario and Luigi’s brotherly relationship is everything to me. It was beautiful and all I ever needed in the franchise. I want more. And to get more, i need Luigi to be by Mario’s side and not trapped in a cage for most of the movie. Luigi is my baby and I love him and he’s doing great in every scene. I just NEED him to have MORE screen time.

9) up until this movie, I did not ship Bowser and Luigi, but now I’m considering it. They’re interactions were sus as hell and the chemistry was undeniable. That’s just the truth sorry not sorry

10) JACK BLACK WAS AMAZING AND HES EVERYTHING AS BOWSER AND YES MAN SING IT

11) I love Bowser with all my heart and he was so good in this movie

12) D. K. DONKEY KONG

That was the BEST way to introduce him and I nearly went feral when it happened

13) I need more DK and Mario friendship please and thank you

14) I want more content and I hope the internet will supply me with fun and fluffy (or angsty) content otherwise, I will cry

15) Charles Martinet as the father makes me gakshsjgsksgsskyespleaseandthankyousomuch

16) so this is not “a few” haha I don’t remember everything wanted to say because it’s been a couple minutes since I started thinking and now my brain is foozy woozy mushy wushy bye bye

#mario movie #super mario #super mario movie #super mario bros #boswer #luigi #princess peach #mario

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britany1997 · 1 year

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Could you do a poly with the boys being mated to a girl that just so happens to be maxes daughter?

Fate Yields For No One

Prologue

Yes of course I can write this for you! Sorry I got this forever ago, I really wanted to make it into a multi chapter fic:) I hope this series will be worth the wait. Comment or DM to be tagged in this series or in my main list:)

Poly! Lost Boys x Max’s Daughter Reader

(I don’t know when the next installment will be out, but there will be more chapters, at least 4-5)

Warnings: angst, talk of death, blood drinking, dub-con turning

California, 1935

You clutched the wall as you stumbled into an alley, coughing loudly into your bloodied handkerchief.

You leaned against the wall, sliding down until you were seated on the grimey alley floor. You pulled the cloth from your lips, hand shaking to see it splattered with the evidence of your impending doom.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you recalled the fall of each and every member of your family to the same tragic fate.

The Depression had robbed your father of his job, and then your family of its home, forcing you to live a life on the cold California streets, begging for whatever scraps the wealthy were willing to give.

The spread of tuberculosis had gripped the homeless population in your town, and your family had not been immune.

You’d cradled your mother as she’d sobbed for your father. You’d mothered your siblings when she had left you too. Now you were the only one left, and it didn’t look like you’d be here much longer.

You withdrew into yourself, attempting to quiet the world around you, resigned to the conclusion that you’d be rid of it soon.

Which is why you didn’t hear footsteps approaching until a tall gentleman appeared at your side.

He was dressed in a form fitting grey suit paired with black dress shoes. His brown hair was slicked back in typical fashion, and perched on the bridge of his nose were a pair of wire rimmed glasses.

You couldn’t help but think he looked like the kind of man you’d meet on Wall Street, and not in this damp alley where forgotten youths like yourself came to die.

You coughed into the handkerchief again, staining it further. “Please,” you croaked, “are you a doctor? Can you help me?”

The man crouched down to examine your face. You gasped at his disregard for his fine clothing, and his immediate interest in you.

He shot you a soft smile, “I am not a doctor,” he told you, “but I can help you.”

He took your hand in his, smiling wider at your shocked expression, “what if I told you that I could do more than heal you? What if I could restore your life and then some? Would you want that?” He whispered, seemingly staring into your soul as he asked.

A tear slipped down your cheek as you returned his gaze, “I’m not ready to die,” you strained, “I’m so scared. Please don’t let me die, not like this.” You begged, searching his eyes for assurance that he wasn’t just toying with you.

The man sighed, “ok,” he breathed, “I’ll give you what you want.”

His eyes scanned over your broken body, slumped against the alley wall, and he cringed.

“I am truly sorry that there isn’t enough time to do this the gentle way,” he raised his hand to stroke your cheek, “I hope you can forgive me.”

As he finished speaking, his face shifted. His once brown eyes flashed a bright yellow. His teeth elongated into sharp fangs. The man had vanished, and before you crouched a monster.

You would have screamed if you’d had anything left in your lungs, but unfortunately the sands in your hourglass were almost up.

The monster lunged for your neck and bit down, draining the remaining life force from your body. As you faded into blackness, you scolded yourself for trusting this wolf in sheep’s clothing. You knew your error in judgment would be your last.

The monster pulled away from your neck, and you watched with blurred vision as he used his menacing fangs to tear into his wrist.

He brought his wrist to your lips, and wrapped a hand around the back of your head to pull you closer.

You fought to stay conscious as the monster’s blood dripped onto your tongue, but against your will, your eyes fluttered shut and your vision faded to black.

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mynameismckenziemae · 2 months

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In Case You Didn’t Know

Part 4

(previous part here, next part here)

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x You

Summary: After some encouragement, you and Jake finally talk…and more.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut, dry-humping, hand job, cum play, talk about feelings, etc.

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“Fuck.”

He rips the blankets up and throws his arm over his face in embarrassment.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry-I just heard my name and I wasn’t sure if you needed-just…I’m so sorry!” You rush out, quickly closing the door behind you.

“It’s fine,” he says hoarsely.

You quickly get dressed, ignoring the arousal between your legs.

Okay, that was fucking hot.

“I’m heading out, I’ll be back around 11:45 to pick you up for your appointment. Call me if you need anything!” You say as you rush past his door.

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“Okay, see ya,” Jake replies, rubbing his hands over his face, cringing at the uncomfortable wet spot in his boxer briefs as he sits up.

Last night he was almost relieved when Charlie gave him a boner; he hadn’t been able to get fully hard since he crashed. It’s also likely why he came in his underwear in his sleep like a damn teenager; he’s used to getting off almost daily.

After he cleans up in the bathroom, he texts Bradley.

Jake: So...we almost kissed last night.

🐓: Almost? Why didn’t you?

Jake: We’d had a few beers. She was dancing, being goofy, then ended up in my lap. I think realized what she was doing and pulled away.

🐓: Did you talk about it?

Jake: No, we went to bed after.

🐓: Then talk to her tonight. She likes you too. Why else would she be in your lap?

Jake: I don’t fucking know. She also kinda busted me having a wet dream about her this morning.

🐓: LOL. About time you hit puberty.

Jake: 🙄 jerking off hasn’t really been my main priority since almost dying. Guess it caught up to me.

🐓: What’d she do?

Jake: Almost tripped closing the door and rushed to work as fast as she could.

🐓: She saw how small it is, huh? That sucks man.

Jake: 🖕🏻

🐓: Talk to her.

🐓: Or I will. We’d be good together. Charlie Bradshaw has a nice ring to it.

Jake: Some days I really regret saving your life. I’ll talk to her tonight.

🐓: Let me know how it goes.

Jake: Will do.

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“Thanks,” Hayes says, taking the coffee you offer. “Are you feeling okay? You’re a little flushed.”

“Yeah, I’m good. Just overslept,” you lie.

“Up too late with your houseguest?” He teases.

“No!” you reply quickly. Too quickly.

He quirks his brow.

You sigh. “I don’t know what’s going on. Something almost happened last night…and then something did happen this morning. So I know he’s at least attracted to me. I just don’t want to fuck this up, Hayes. He’s my best friend, and his family is the only family I’ve got now.”

You blink back the tears start to fill your eyes.

“If he’s as good of a guy you say he is, he won’t take them away from you if things go south. It also sounds like his family wouldn’t let him do that even if he tries,” Hayes responds, squeezing your shoulder.

You nod, wiping the tears that escaped. “God, I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I’m crying. Fuck,” you laugh, embarrassed.

“It’s alright. Not gonna lie, I’m excited to meet him and see what all the fuss is about,” Hayes winks before walking down the hall to see his first patient.

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The ride back to the clinic with Jake is awkwardly quiet, but thankfully it’s only a few minutes drive.

“The ortho and PT department is way on the other end of the hospital. Just get in the fucking wheelchair,” you say through clenched teeth when Jake starts to argue, smiling at an older woman who gasps at your foul language. “He’s a friend.”

“Doesn’t it seem like it the way you’re talking to him,” she mutters as she continues on her way.

You both burst out laughing once she’s out of earshot.

“Thank God I took my badge off, otherwise I’m sure she’d report me,” you laugh as you push him down the hall.

“I wouldn’t blame her if she did. You can’t be swearing at poor crippled patients like that,” Jake teases.

“Here we are,” you say a few minutes later as you roll him into an exam room. “I’ll get you on the exam table and then get Dr. Hayes.”

You get him situated and he catches your arm, pulling you close before you leave. “Thank you again, Charlie. For everything,” he murmurs, eyes dipping to your lips.

“You’re welcome, Jake,” you whisper, ready to lean in, but a knock at the door startles you apart.

“Hey there, Jake. I’m Dr. Ben Hayes, you can call me Hayes if you want. Nice to finally meet the guy I’ve heard so much about,” Hayes introduces himself and smirks at you before shaking his hand.

“Likewise,” Jake says, also looking at you.

There’s another knock at the door, this time the receptionist. “Charlie? Sorry to interrupt but your 11:00 came back and has some questions.”

“Okay, I’ll be right there,” you say to her before turning back to them both. “Just find me when you’re done.”

They nod and you follow her out.

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Hayes looks over Jake’s records and the orders with him before laying him back on the exam table.

“Everything looks like it’s healing the way it should. 4-6 more weeks with this cast and then we’ll see if we can get you in a removable one and get some weight on it. Any falls or further injuries since?” Hayes asks after finishing the exam and sitting him back up.

“Yeah, I tripped up Charlie’s porch step Sunday morning trying to juggle the crutches and my suitcase,” Jake sighs. “My arms and good knee took my weight though.”

“Any increased swelling or pain after?”

“No pain. I was already swollen from the plane ride, but it seemed to get better once Charlie elevated it,” Jake replies.

“Gotcha, she’s pretty amazing, huh?”

“Yeah. She really is,” Jake agrees, trying to keep the jealousy out of his tone.

“You know I took her out once?” Hayes asks, sitting down.

“Yeah, she told me,” Jake nods.

“She tell you why it was only once?” Hayes asks.

“Just said it wasn’t right,” Jake shrugs, wondering where he’s going with this.

“It wasn’t right,” Hayes agrees. “Because I’m not you.”

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“Charlie? Jake’s all set. I’ve got him laying back with an ice pack though. I took out the sutures under his chin and he got a bit lightheaded,” Hayes tells you when he finds you in your office.

You can’t help but laugh. “He’s not a fan of hospitals, needles, blood…basically anything medical. “I’ll check on him quick, then I’m gonna do his PT here if he’s feeling better and then head out if that’s okay? My last appointment cancelled.”

“Sure. Sounds like you guys have a lot to tell about.” Hayes says with a smile before disappearing around the corner.

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Jake’s still a little pale but insists he can do PT.

He’s quiet though, like something’s on his mind. But you don’t press the issue. Instead focusing on making him sweat.

Back at your house, you wrap his leg in one of the plastic shower covers you snagged at work before getting him into the shower.

You change out of your scrubs into some loose running shorts and a sports bra while he’s doing that.

“I’m gonna go for a run if you don’t need anything?” You ask through the door but he opens it, your eyes level with his bare chest. He’s also got shorts on, slung low on his hips.

“Can we talk first?” He asks.

“Sure,” you reply, suddenly feeling nervous.

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“What’s up?” You ask as you flop down on the couch.

He sits next to you with a heavy exhale.

“So about this morning-,” he starts, not looking at you.

“Jake, it’s fine…it’s a totally normal thing,” you interrupt, not wanting him to feel awkward.

“It’s not-,” he sighs. “Charlie, I’m in-…I have feelings for you, and I have for a long time. I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re the first thing on my mind when I wake up and the last before I go to sleep...and also on my mind when I jerk off, as you found out this morning,” he laughs, the cutest blush rising to his cheeks. “And when you smile at me? Fuck, it’s like I got sucker punched. You’re so beautiful, so smart, so caring.”

Your heart pounds and your stomach flips as you take in his words.

He hesitates and there are tears in his eyes as keeps going. “I almost died. My life…well actually our life, flashed before my eyes while I was in and out of consciousness. I couldn’t bear the thought of dying and leaving you behind, especially since I hadn’t told you how I felt. I started coming to and I swear I heard your voice telling me to eject. You…the thought of you saved my life.”

Tears are streaming down your face as you reach for his hand. He looks at your fingers intertwined with his and continues. “If you feel the same about me and we try this…nothing will change the relationship you have with my family. I won’t let that happen, neither will they. You are family. Always have been, always will be.”

It’s everything you needed to hear and more.

You straddle his lap and weave your fingers into his hair to pull him in for a kiss.

Your heart skips a beat as his lips brush yours in a tentative, curious, and nervous way; so similar to your first kiss almost 20 years ago.

You pull back to meet his eyes. “I feel the same way, Jake. I’ve wanted this for so long. I’m terrified of losing you but I can’t not try. I want this. I want you.”

Your slippery shorts against his have your hips sliding forward as you lean in again, and a whimper escapes when the head of his cock bumps where you want him most. The sound flips a switch within him and he deepens the kiss, licking into your mouth and tightening his grip on your hips.

Your lips leave his to kiss along his jaw. “I think about you when I touch myself too,” you murmur against his ear and rock your hips. Your hands leave his hair to trail down his chest, tweaking his nipples.

“Fuck Charlie,” he groans, head dropping back as he rocks back.

He sounds as wrecked as you feel.

“Oh Jake, you’re huge,” you gasp before sucking a bruise into his neck. “I want you inside me.”

He makes a strangled noise as his fingers move to your ass, pulling you into him harder, contradictory to his next words. “S-S-Should we-God Charlie…do you think we should slow down?”

“Yeah, we probably should,” you pant, but can’t find the self-control to stop. It’s been so long and his cock feels so good grinding against you.

You’re getting close as his mouth finds your neck, then to your collarbone. When he latches on to your nipple through the fabric of your sports bra, you’re a goner. You cry out, hands flying back up to his hair to keep him on your breast as your orgasm washes over you.

He’s unable to keep his hips still as you come down, placing sweet kisses on the exposed skin of your chest above your bra.

You rock against him experimentally and he shudders. “I’m gonna cum in my shorts twice in one day, a new record,” he chuckles, strained.

“Mmm, we can’t have that,” you say, scooting your hips back and gently pushing his chest against the couch. You lean down for a biting kiss as your left-hand pulls his waistband, giving your right enough room to reach down and grasp him. He inhales sharply at your touch and it only takes a few pulls before he’s cumming with a groan, white stripes landing over your fingers and on the ridges of his abs.

He watches with rapt attention as you bring your coated fingers to your mouth, moaning at the taste. His spent cock twitches with interest.

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“Can I take you out? Like on a real date?” Jake asks, tucking you into his side on the couch after you’re both cleaned up.

“I’d like that,” you smile; the happiest you’ve felt since your mom died.

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A/N: Well…they talked (thanks to Hayes and Bradley) and things are heating up! 🔥

I should’ve added this in the warnings…although the specialty I work in works with physical therapy and ortho a lot, there very well could be medical inaccuracies.

As always, any interaction is appreciated but I love hearing your feedback in comments/reblogs.

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syrikif · 7 months

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Gamer Etiquette

Kodzuken x Streamer!Y/N

Pairing: Kenma Kozume x Fem!Reader

Genre: SMAU, Written Elements, Strangers to Lovers, Romance, Fluff, Humor, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Streamer/Youtuber AU

Upcoming content creator/streamer, Y/N, has gone viral for lots of things. Her infamous dumb moments, her blended cookie recipe (which tastes better than it sounds), the way she rages at her friends during games, and about a hundred more.

But her most recent viral moment? Accidentally knocking famous streamer, Kodzuken, off the Bedwars map and making him lose his two year winning streak.

Now with more attention (and hate) than she ever asked for, her only option left is to go to the source: the man himself, Kenma Kozume.

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Chapter 4 (b): Guilt

Word Count: 2659

To be honest, Kenma is doing this entirely out of guilt.

Sure it isn’t technically his fault that people have no self control and don’t know how to mind their own business, but his fans were probably the main root of the problem. So he felt some sort of responsibility towards her, regardless that they’d never met before today.

“Are you loaded in yet?” He waits a few seconds, almost impatiently so, his eyebrows slowly raising as he waits even longer. “Y/N?”

A soft sound of movement, a throat clearing, “Sorry, what?”

Kenma sighs, “Are you loaded into the game yet?”

“Oh- yeah. I mean almost, my wifi’s being weird.” She laughs then and it’s so painfully forced that Kenma physically feels himself cringe. He has to give the girl props though, she’s doing a lot better acting excited than he is despite the fact that she seems more nervous.

He’d only asked for her discord on complete impulse, not really considering what would happen if she agreed until it was too late. Don’t get him wrong though, he isn’t upset about it; finding new people to play his favorite games with is always enjoyable for Kenma.

But he also isn’t looking forward to this being any more awkward than it already is.

“Are you on the server already?”

Kenma shakes his head, “No, I’m waiting for you to be ready so I can start streaming.”

“Oh,” she says and Kenma only then realizes that he’s been treating her like he treats everyone else, even though they know essentially nothing about each other. “Sorry, I’ll be done as soon-.”

“Don’t worry about it.” And now he’s interrupting her; great first impression, Kenma. “I’m trying to finish eating right now anyways.”

She doesn’t say anything for a moment and then, almost out of nowhere, “What are you eating?”

Funny thing about that though is that he’s not.

“Ummmmm-,” he trails off, desperately searching his brain for some sort of response. “Apple pie,” he finally manages to say.

“Wait really?” Y/N suddenly sounds much more genuine than she had mere seconds ago.

Kenma hums in confirmation, head nodding even though he’s currently lying straight through his teeth.

Why? Who knows. Kenma definitely doesn’t.

“I had apple pie too,” she goes on to explain. “Literally like ten minutes before I turned on my PC.”

Kenma isn’t actually eating any apple pie right now, so it’s not as much of the insane coincidence that Y/N seems to think it is. But it is one of his favorite desserts, so he did have some fairly recently enough for it to be considered at least a bit strange.

“You’re kidding,” he tries to match her enthusiasm.

“Do I look like the type of girl to joke about something as serious as apple pie?” She’s teasing him now but his mind is slow to pick up on it, unintentionally leaving her in awkward silence as he processes her words.

“I don’t know,” he drags out the last syllable. “You sound like someone who would.” Kenma has never actually seen what Y/N looks like - and sure he might be comfortable lying to her about eating apple pie - but joking about her appearance without even properly seeing it first seems like a line he shouldn’t cross.

She scoffs then and Kenma can almost picture the exact face she pulls in the process, having frequently seen the same expression on his own roommate’s. “I have literally never been so offended in my entire life.”

Kenma subconsciously shrugs, “I have to keep everyone humble somehow, you know.”

~~~

“I got some stone,” Kenma tells Y/N as he runs over to drop a Stone Pickaxe in front of her. Although, this time he does it close enough to ensure that she doesn’t have to move to pick it up.

“Oh thanks,” Y/N herself is busy collecting wood, but she’s definitely mining more than she really needs at the moment.

“I know I explained this a bit earlier but we wanted to stream together just to clear some stuff up,” Kenma says when he notices how confused everyone still is in his chat. “Like how we actually don’t know each other. Right Y/N?”

Y/N’s character suddenly turns to him in game, mimicking a head nod. “Yeah, I have no idea who this guy is. What’s your name again? Kenny?” Kenma admits that he has to stifle a laugh as she starts running around him in circles. “Well I guess I wouldn’t know because I don’t know you.”

Kenma rolls his eyes, “You know what I mean.”

“Yeah,” she easily agrees. “Just like how we didn’t know each other during that game, I also totally didn’t mean to kill you either.”

“Oh yeah definitely not,” Kenma nods, looking over at his chat for a brief second as Y/N stops before a random oak tree to start collecting even more wood.

Why is y/n mining so much wood???? 😭 😭

y/n’s skin is so cutteeee

I love how Kenma’s just watching her run around lol

But Kenma’s attention is suddenly brought back to the game when he hears the sound of something being attacked, only to see his health two and a half hearts lower and Y/N standing suspiciously far away from him.

“What did you just do?”

“Huh? What?” She plays innocent almost too well. “What do you mean?”

“I’m beginning to think you killed me on purpose,” he teases as he starts making his way towards a cave he spots in the ground.

She gasps, as though she genuinely feels betrayed by his words. “Of course I didn’t mean to, I would never do something like that.”

He nods as he enters the cave, immediately running towards a vein of coal embedded into the wall. “Oh right of course. Because I totally didn’t see you aiming that fireball at me or anything the other day.” He shakes his head light heartedly as he begins collecting the coal with his own stone pickaxe.

“See I’m glad you agree with me, Kenma,” Y/N joins his side in the cave, mining the stone beside him before placing down a crafting table.

His head subconsciously tilts, “I thought you didn’t know my name.”

Kenma watches as she places a furnace next to the crafting table, “That was before.”

“Before what?” He opens the furnace when he sees it light up, his curiosity satisfied when he realizes that she’s cooking some Porkchops.

“Before I knew it. Obviously.”

“Oh duh,” Kenma makes a show of facepalming, adjusting his hand just enough to look into the lens of his camera. “Should’ve known. How could I be so dumb?”

“You tell me,” she says nonchalantly. “Isn’t that like your forte?”

Kenma pauses at her words, shifting his gaze back to his monitor as he uses his mouse to slowly turn and look at her. “What?”

“What?”

LMAOOOOO

y/n has no chill lol

STOP CUS I LOVE HER

“Did you just call me dumb?” He’s definitely hearing things, because there’s no way that the girl who was fake laughing twenty minutes ago is now teasing him like they’d been friends for years.

“What- no- I would never- I mean-,” she’s stuttering practically on purpose at this point. “Oh, iron!”

Kenma turns his character in the direction that Y/N is looking towards, eyes squinting as he leans forward in his seat to try and spot it.

And then he hears her giggle.

“Ha! Made you look!”

He sighs, rolling his eyes half-heartedly as he leans back against his chair. “You’re literally a child.”

Y/N manages to stop laughing for only a brief second, “I can’t believe you-,” her voice suddenly breaks off with a gasp as she tries to catch her breath. “Fell for it,” she’s barely even able to finish the rest of her sentence, too busy practically cackling.

Kenma finds himself chuckling along with her, even though she’s entirely making fun of him right now. But he doesn’t care, not even a little bit.

Because for the first time since they’ve met, the interaction feels real.

~~~

An hour later, Kenma’s stuck in a cave and Y/N is doing who even knows what on the surface, when his roommate walks into the room.

Y/N is in the middle of telling some elaborate story about the first time she ever played minecraft when Kenma hears his door open. He doesn’t really react at first, only glancing at his viewfinder to confirm that Kuroo’s walking into the room.

“And then-,” she abruptly stops. “Did I just hear a door open?”

Kenma would have thought that his microphone (or even discord for that matter) wouldn’t be able to pick up such a soft noise. He’s been proven wrong a lot today though.

“Yeah sorry,” he confirms as he turns to actually look at the person now entering the room. “It’s my roommate, just give me one second.” Kenma mutes himself in discord but keeps his stream’s audio on, trying not to censor Kuroo as much as he wants to. He then just decides to leave the world, knowing there’s really no way to pause an online game.

“You? Apologizing? Since when,” the older man snorts.

Kenma closes his eyes with a sigh, “Shut the fuck up.”

“That was unnecessarily harsh.”

The streamer adjusts in his seat, turning in his chair to face his roommate. “I’m still streaming, what do you want?”

His best friend frowns, “I’m bored and being swarmed by cats out there.”

“Did you get in the catnip again?” He briefly gets distracted by the sound of Y/N saying something in his headset, but isn’t able to understand anything she’s actually saying because Kuroo is speaking at the exact same time.

“It was only like this much!” He makes a small gesture with his fingers to further prove his point.

Kenma stares at the distance between his pointer finger and thumb for an unnervingly long amount of time. “Only that much huh?”

Kuroo suddenly hides his hand behind his back, “Hey don’t look at my fingers like that, you perv.”

“It’s not my fault you just happened to measure the exact length of your di-.”

“AHHH!”

Kenma flinches as he’s cut off by a blood curdling scream, his pulse skyrocketing as he frantically turns back to the game.

He somehow manages to unmute himself, his fingers clumsily controlling the mouse to log back into the world. “Holy shit are you okay?”

“Fuck- yeah sorry!” Y/N is still being loud but it’s nothing compared to the way she’d yelled only a second ago. “Jesus, I’m so sorry; that scared me so bad.”

Kenma feels himself relax against his chair, mentally sighing as he glances back at Kuroo with a clear expression of relief. “She’s good?”

“Yeah,” he nods, swallowing unsteadily. “Fuck, did you hear her?”

“Are you kidding? I think the whole street heard her,” he jokes and Kenma can’t help but smile. Leave it to his best friend to be able to relieve such a massive amount of tension with one simple sentence.

“Your roommate heard me?” Her voice practically exudes embarrassment.

He chuckles, “Yeah, I think you both gave us a heart attack.”

“Oh no,” she groans. “I’m seriously so sorry.”

“What even happened?” (Translation: what the fuck made you react like that?)

“I was just focused on building a house and then a bird or something - I don’t even know what it was - slammed against my window.” She pauses and Kenma can hear her release a deep breath. “It scared the absolute shit out of me.”

“Okay I guess that’s fair.” He feels something tap against his shoulder and turns to look at Kuroo’s questioning expression. “A bird hit her window,” Kenma elaborates for him.

His roommate suddenly laughs, “I think chat was more worried than we are.”

Oh noooooo

Poor Y/N 😥

She needs therapy after that 💀

“They like her more than both of us combined,” Kenma confirms.

Y/N makes a disapproving noise, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

“Here wait,” Kenma says to pretty much no one as he grabs his headphone splitter and the second headset he always has on hand. After plugging everything in, he adjusts his microphone and wheels in another chair so that both men will be able to talk to her. “Okay, my roommate can hear you now by the way, Y/N.”

“Oh. Hi there roommate!”

Kenma frowns as he turns back around in game to start heading for the surface, “Why didn’t you sound that chipper earlier?”

Y/N doesn’t get a chance to respond before Kuroo does for her. “Because I’m better than you.”

Complete silence.

“You’re not even going to try to deny it huh?” He shakes his head, still trying to find his way through the maze of a cave he’d somehow managed to trap himself in.

“I don’t know; I’d feel mean if I did,” she responds without an ounce of hesitation.

“Yeah why are you forcing her to do stuff, Kenma,” Kuroo suddenly chimes in with a teasing tone.

“Fuck you Kuro. No one asked you.”

Kuroo reels back in his chair, as though Kenma had physically slapped him in the face. “Um wow okay. I can really feel the lo-.”

“Finally,” Kenma (accidentally) interrupts as he sees sunlight shining down into the cave. “I’m coming up by the way.”

“Wait, already?” Y/N sounds strangely panicked.

Kenma nods slowly even though she can’t see him. “Why,” he can’t help but feel suspicious now after her reaction.

“I haven’t finished building yet.”

He begins towering his way out of the hole, “I’m sure it’s not that ba-.” He suddenly stops as he sees a building in the distance.

“I’m sorry, you said you aren’t done?” His roommate says beside him, basically voicing Kenma's exact thoughts as he sprints towards the house.

“What the actual fuck this is amazing.” Kenma marvels as he opens what he can only assume is the front door. “How did you do this in two hours?”

Her character suddenly runs over, crouching in front of him and dropping something on the ground. “I might not be super amazing at PVP, but I’ve been building since I was in elementary school.” Kenma scoots forward to pick up the item, his eyebrows furrowing when he realizes it’s a bed.

“What’s this for?”

“I wasn’t sure which room you’d want so I just decided I’d let you pick,” she explains.

Kuroo nudges Kenma's shoulder with his own, “That was really nice of her. Right kenma?”

But he's strangely at a loss for words because he just can’t get over the fact that, “She made it red.” His head tilts, “Why’d you make it red?”

“Oh,” she seems surprised by the question. “I don’t really know. I just thought it suited you, I guess.”

“Hm,” he hums in acknowledgement, making his way over to the first room he sees and placing it beside the purple bed already placed against the wall. “Why don’t we just have the same bedroom?”

“Ooohh,” Kuroo drags out. (Kenma had completely forgotten he was there.) “Putting your bed next to her’s huh?”

Apparently they both decide that it’s better to ignore him this time because all Y/N says is, “Why would we share a bedroom?”

Kenma blinks, he thought the reason was obvious. “So then we have more room for other stuff in the house instead of constantly needing to build for more space.”

“Oh. Okay yeah that makes sense.”

His best friend suddenly reaches over to press his mute key for discord, “Kenma’s got moves guys.”

“Shut up.”

~~~

Kenma enjoys streaming with her that night. He really, really does.

But again, he’s doing this out of guilt.

Or at least that’s what he tells himself when he ends up messaging her again that very next day.

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xxkissesforchanniexx · 4 days

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Hi! sorry if this is wordy but could you make a story of the reader being an fbi agent undercover as skz personal bodyguard? Skz are having a concert soon and this evil organization wants to harm them. It is the readers mission to keep the members safe. But with the distraction of a specific loud and short muscular guy of the group, she gains feelings and struggles to do her task.

As long as this is the main point of the story, I don't mind with what you add. Be as creative as you like with action, romance, or anything.

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Thank you!

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞

Pairing: Changbin x FBI Agent!fem!reader Genre: action? >.> Angst (im so bad at writing that) Fluff >.> Word Count: 6.5k Warnings: Cringe T_T, not proofread (they never are.), parent death, REVENGE, reader is shorter than changbin >.>, guns, bombs, someone gets shot (not reader or stray kids.), brief horny reader, i think thats it? tell me i missed anything

A/N: AHHH THIS TOOK SO LONG AND I FEEL LIKE ITS SO BAD AND CRINGE IM SO SORRY UH if you do like it (i really hope you do) please consider reblogging and following ALSO TAGLIST APPLICATIONS >.>

December 19th 2005 "Several bombs were set off at the University of Music last night, there is a total of 59 casualties and counting as authorities work through the rubble. 80 more are critically injured and 127 are in stable condition or have minor injuries."

Janurary 17th 2008 "This is your new home."

"Guys this is Y/N.. She's going to be your sister from now on."

August 3rd 2010 "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"I want to be a police woman so I can find the person who hurt people a long time ago..

You stared at the case, "So they fled to Seoul?"

"Not just that." Your boss said, "We found this." he set a phone on your desk and pressed the play button on an audio recording.

"How should we go about it?"

"The security is tight, if we put the bombs on the little drones and get the crowd scared, we have an opening to get the people on the stage."

You sucked in a breath. "A bomb threat for-"

"A concert." Your boss sighed deeply, "I trust you to handle it. Without being reckless."

"Sir-"

"It would be best if you did it, considering your experience with these types of events." He motioned to the posters and merchandise littering your office walls and shelves.

You pursed your lips. "Where and when?"

"We're flying you out to the US embassy in Seoul tomorrow , you'll meet someone there." He said with a big smile, "Pack your bags, Special Agent L/N, you're going to Korea."

You had arrived at the US embassy in Seoul at 4:30 am, you learned from the person you met up with you were going to be protecting a k-pop boy group under JYP Entertainment.

"So, this terrorist group wants to attack a boy band?" You looked at the embassy worker.

She nodded, "But it's not about them, for the most part... they want to prove something apparently, did they not attack several concerts in the US?"

"They did." You nodded.

"Then it's not too crazy to assume they want to get some point across world wide." The woman shook her head, "It's alright though, you're going to meet them later in the morning."

"Meet who?" You tilted your head.

The woman blinked slowly at you. "Stray Kids.."

"Who?" You had to hold back your laughter.

"The boy band under JYPE."

"Ah." You cleared your throat. "Alright."

"It must have been a long flight." She smiled, "You can go to your hotel now."

When you got to your hotel room you sat on the bed, laptop open, looking for "Stray Kids". You made a face as you saw their pictures, a particular image caught your attention and you burst out laughing at the sight. He was a short, muscular man, with unruly dark hair under a hat with floppy bunny ears, You copied the image into google image search and said the name softly. "Seo Changbin."

Felix looked like he was going to cry, Hyunjin bit his bottom lip looking at the ground.

"They want to bomb our concert..." I.N asked quietly.

"Hurt our STAY..." Lee Know twiddled his fingers.

"Safest option is to cancel." Chan sighed.

"We can't cancel a concert a month before it's supposed to happen," their manager said, "The company hasn't got the time or money to return everything. Besides, boss said he has it handled."

Changbin looked up, "JYP handled it?"

"No," the manager made a face.

"Then why would you say that?" Seungmin pursed his lips.

"He found someone who can handle it." the manger explained. "That's why we're here for breakfast, she arrived in Seoul earlier."

"Who?" Han asked.

"She should be on the way here." the manager said as a waitress arrived with coffee.

"She?" The boys all asked at the same time.

It was at that time you walked in, you were dressed fairly professionally, a white button up shirt tucked into black pleated slacks and pretty black heels.

"I'm Y/N L/N," You smiled at the men.

"Hi, thanks for coming. Coffee?" The manager offered.

You shook your head.

"Please sit," he motioned to the last seat.

You sat beside a man you remembered as Hyunjin, his long hair pulled back with his bangs on either side of his face. He eyed you incredulously for a moment before you shifted slightly, making the taser you'd carefully tucked into your pants visible. He bristled.

"This is the person who's going to handle it?" Felix asked the manager. "We take STAY very seriously, if something happens-"

"I assure you nothing will go wrong, though, I doubt the people i'm looking for are really aiming for.. STAY..." You put your phone on the table and let the audio recording your boss gave you play.

The leader of the group, Chan, looked scared. Felix put his head in his hands and Minho hugged him.

"So..." Seungmin said quietly. "What happens now?"

"She's going to live with you until she figures out the threat. Please boys, I hope your dorm is clean." The manager said, sipping his coffee.

Chan turned slowly to Han.

Han huffed a small laugh. "Of course.."

"TADA!" Changbin shouted as he opened the door to the dorm.

You walked in looking around, the place was fairly secure. Changbin smiled brightly, shouting "Your room!"

He opened the door to a room that looked like it was cleaned rather hastily. You nodded, going into the room the boys had cleared out for you, you chuckled as you recalled how you'd seen Changbin and Han playing rock paper scissors for who would give away their room, Han lost.

You had sat in your room most of the rest of the day, then you got hungry, only then did you notice how dark it was outside. You considered ordering food but then dismissed the idea, what if these people found out where the boys lived. That was a big no.

You sighed, dragging yourself out of bed and into the kitchen, you opened the fridge making a face and grabbing eggs. You got noodles from the cabinet and got to work making something easy.

It was late, almost midnight, so you hadn't expected any one to be awake. So it scared you when the loud, boisterous Changbin spoke quietly next to you.

"Is there enough to share?" He whispered.

You almost jumped out of your skin. "What the fuck?!" You whisper-shouted, clutching your heart.

"Sorry, I smelled food.." he laughed lightly, watching as you worked. "You know how to cook?"

You hummed. "I know how to not get food poisoning."

He laughed. "Let me help?"

You opened your mouth to protest, but the man was already moving around the kitchen grabbing things. You couldn't stop staring at the way his muscles strained against his shirt.

Get your head in the game. You shook off the thoughts that were invading your head as you stared at his arms.. My head could be in a headlock there... WHAT ARE YOU THINKING????!!!

You left the noodles aside and started frying the eggs, semi-watching as Changbin made instant tteokbokki.

When you both finished, he sat with you and ate.

"Y'know I expected cops to be more serious." he said, before putting some noodles in his mouth and jumping at the taste.

You made a face. "I'm serious."

He looked at you. "Let's be real here."

"I'm so serious." You pouted before popping a rice cake into your mouth.

"Uh huh." He teased.

You rolled your eyes. "I was under the impression that a dark rapper should be moody and brooding."

He made a face. "They call me baby Changbin as well."

You smiled to yourself as you remembered the picture. "Of course," a smirk came to your face. "I should invest in Dwaekki."

Changbin looked up from his tteokbokki. "Have you even listened to our music?"

"I can start." You said proudly.

Changbin stared at you for a moment. "Whatever you say, Princess."

It wasn't even two weeks after you had met the boys something happened. You were on the couch in dorm 1, writing an email on your laptop.

Chan poked your head, "We're going to practice choreo."

You shoved your computer into your backpack and followed the boys out. You got to the dance studio and looked around curiously at the big room, a mirror covered the full length of the wall opposite the door.

It was the mirror that let you see it.

You whipped around just as the person at the door fled.

Changbin stared at you in confusion as you blitzed past, running after the person. It didn't take you too long to catch up, tackling the man to the floor of the hall just before the lobby and grabbing his badge.

You remembered what the manager had told you, all the badges were recently issued in an off white color...

You held the man down, pulling his arm in an awkward position. "Try me and I'll break it. Who the fuck are you?"

The man stuttered before shouting.

Your brows furrowed. "That's not going to wo-" You stared in confusion as a firework looking object rolled towards you.

Then it popped.

A loud bang resounded through the lobby and you instinctively covered your ears, stunned. Your ears were ringing.

The man pushed you off and ran for it. You were about to get up and run after him but that Changbin...

He grabbed your shoulders and shouted at you a few times, then Chan pushed him looking at you with wide eyes for a moment.

Changbin sat with Chan, listening to what the doctor said about your ears, you'd be fine, it was just a very loud sound, the doctor recommended quiet for a few days to stop the background ringing.

Licing with Changbin, Chan, and Han let you know that they really couldn't be quiet, in the dorm, only Hyunjin was ever not shouting. But the moment you walked in, that changed. Changbin and Han were quiet, the others from dorm 2 were all staring at you.

"What?" You asked, raising a brow.

"Are you okay?" I.N asked.

"Oh, of course." You smiled. "I just almost lost my ability to hear."

Lee Know sighed and looked at you. "We're sorry to put you through this."

"Put me through what." You raised a brow before sitting down. "You guys didn't put me through anything. This is what I do."

The boys all stared at you for a moment.

"Is it okay if I hug you?" Han broke the silence.

You smiled slightly. "Hey hey hey. We just met. Back up chipmunk."

"Squirrel." Seungmin corrected, laughing.

"It's a quokka!" Han groaned.

You spent almost two weeks researching the group that had threatened the concert. Most of the time the dorm was quiet, Changbin was usually the only one awake when you were up. He would usually eat late night snacks with you or hover over your shoulder as you worked. In most cases it would make you uncomfortable, but with Changbin it was different.

You watched as the group prepared for the concert, weeks dwindling into days. It was two days before the concert, you were sitting on the couch, it was almost 3 in the morning but you were making calls and asking about security and establishing that no bags would be allowed into the concert.

Changbin watched you for a moment, leaning against the wall.

"No bags of any kind." You sounded so professional.

He smiled and walked over to the couch standing over you as you continued talking to the person on the phone.

"Clear diaper bags?" You sucked in a breath. "Why would a baby be at a- Never mind, leave it on hold for now."

Changbin tapped your head. He looked down at you, dark glasses framing his eyes, his hair looking unruly.

You leaned your head back and looked up at him with a raised eyebrow as if you were already aware of his presence. "No, backstage should be secure. I'll be there myself."

Changbin huffed a small laugh. "You're going to protect me princess?"

Despite your blank expression you felt the blush creeping to your face.

Changbin smiled at you muttering, "I want to take you out."

You stared at him as the person on the other end of the line said something to you. "Uh- Repeat that...?" You asked both the people you spoke to.

"Are we still doing the drones?"

"So will you go out with me after the concert?" Changbin leaned down, his face was so close.

"Yes." You answered.

"Alright ma'am." The person on the other end said. "Will that be all?"

"Yeah..." You hung up the phone and looked at Changbin.

He smiled and leaned down, closing the distance between you and pressing his lips against your forehead gently. "It's late, go to sleep."

He pulled away and walked back to his room, you sucked in a breath and exhaled slowly.

Focus...

You were almost as busy as the manager the day of the concert, running back and forth making sure metal detectors were working and security was extra tight.

"You're taking this very personally." A security guard said behind you.

You looked at you the man. "These are terrorists we're talking about. Of course I'm taking it personally."

One of the staff walked past you with coffees in his hand.

You stopped them. "Where to?"

"Hyunjin, Han and Chan asked for coffee." the man said, looking at you, you noted the mole beside his eyebrow.

"I'll take it." You moved to take the coffee.

"No ma'am. You're very busy-"

You tried to grab the coffee and he turned away quickly. You managed to knock it out of his hand. The cups scattered, empty.

He turned and elbowed the security guard hard as he lunged for him and the man started running. You barely caught the stumbling guard, settling him down before started chasing him, pulling up your walkie talkie you said into it, "Gate 4 check?"

"Good check," Came a flurry of voices through the walkie talkie.

"Lock down on gate 4, all security personnel on west wing on alert."

"Copy."

"Backstage security, do you copy?" You said barely dodging someone pushing a huge sound system.

"Loud and clear."

You cursed as people pulling a big screen moved between you and the man. "FUCK MOVE!" You snapped and they scurried out of your way. Much to your utter horror and dismay, the man was gone. The door to the outside of the backstage area wide open, leading into th lines of people waiting to enter the conert.

You kicked a trashcan, "All units do you copy?"

"Copy."

"Keep your eyes open, goldilocks."

"10-4." they all said and your eyes narrowed as you stared at the door.

You sat outside the dressing rooms twiddling your thumbs. Was it really safe... were you just stupid...? You bit your lip, feeling tears brimming in your eyes at the thought of letting these people bomb this concert full of innocent people.

You looked up as you the sound of footsteps. It was just Changbin, he looked much different, more like those pictures you'd seen online, with his tight, shiny, black leather pants and dress shirt that hugged his arms so perfectly, the black vest and fingerless gloves giving him a scary edge. You quickly wiped your eyes and sucked in a breath. "What?"

"What's wrong?" He kneeled in front of you, being more able to move in the pants that you'd thought originally.

"It's nothing." You lied.

His eyes narrowed at you. "You're going to make my perform badly, I can't perform if I feel bad. I'll mess up rapping, Seungmin might do better than me."

You giggled and looked down as he took your hands in his. "I'm scared." You whispered.

"Of?" he prodded quietly.

"There are really dangerous people here, and I fucked up and lost one." You muttered.

"It's okay." He squeezed your hands gently, moving to sit next to you. "If you can't protect all these people, Chan will protect them all himself."

You smiled gently.

"Hug?" Changbin opened his arms and you leaned into him. You relaxed as he hugged you.

"And I said 'There's no way! It's ok YOU EAT~' " Jisung and Jeongin came around the corner and paused.

Jeongin tried to grab Jisung and turn him around but the man smirked and cleared his throat.

You pulled away from Changbin and stood. "Good luck. Uh, get down if something happens."

You sat there off to the backside of the stage hearing the loud music and screams as boys got on stage. In all your time watching the boys practice there was something about actually seeing them on stage as Hyunjin had told you in the dorm.

"Being in the practice room is one thing. Actually being on stage is another thing, there's an energy we get in front of our STAY."

You were particularly amazed at the volume of the girls who shrieked when Felix started singing, his deep voice reverberating through the dome. You couldn't help but marvel at Changbin for a moment, the way his muscles strained against his clothes as he danced, his hips moving so seductively... FOCUS!...But it's fine isn't it... nothing has happened yet..

The stage lights reddened and you looked up as the drones filled the air, flashing lights everywhere. You exhaled slowly, realizing everything was fine with the drones. After finishing off S-Class Chan calmed down the crows and stared to say a few words.

A scream ripped through the soft buzz of the crowd. You looked in the direction of the scream, Chan raised a brow, opening his mouth to say something and then...

"HE HAS A GUN!" On the opposite side of the huge hall.

You jumped over the railing.

All your time studying these people.

Fear.

Ease.

You ran up the stairs to the stage.

Unrest.

And a big boom..

You grabbed the mic from Chan and shouted, "GET DOWN!"

And the first bomb exploded.

You had your ears covered, head down. There was someone there shielding you, you heard him shouting and knew.

"We have to go!" Changbin shouted.

Chan was staring at the crowd, which was frantic after the series of explosions, many of them were running for the exits. "We should've cancelled..."

You saw a red light flashing on a wall, and a man moving away quickly.

You got from under Changbin, who tried pulling you back but you were already sprinting off the stage. You ran into the crowd, pulling out your gun as you shoved past the scared fans.

The man was so close to the exit, you were going to lose him. Lose another, because you lost focus.

You heard a deep voice, it sounded like it was crying.

"STAY! LISTEN TO ME!" Felix shouted into the mic.

The crowd was still moving.

"THE BOMBS WILL KEEP GOING OFF IF YOU'RE RUNNING AROUND SO STOP!"

The crowd stopped and you looked at the stage, your eyes meeting Felix's as he dropped the mic.

You ran through the crowd toward the red light and grabbed it tossing it out of the open door far from the crowd. The police were already gathering and you turned to see the man moving through the crowd for the door.

You pushed past the people and tackled him gun to the back of his head. "Don't move. I'll shoot." You said.

You sat on your bed, staring at your hands. What type of shit was this...?

"Who gives you orders?" You and a police man had interrogated the man yu had caught for almost two hours but he refused to speak.

"My boss isn't afraid of my death." he huffed.

You grit your teeth, "Who is your damn boss?"

"I won't say anything."

and maybe you punched him a little too hard.

A knock on your door made you look up. "Come in."

Hyunjin entered and closed the door quietly, behind himself, walking over to you. "You did well." he said quietly.

You saw the tears filling his eyes. "Hyunjin..."

He got on knees beside your bed and took your hands in his muttering. "You're doing well... Thank you."

You touched his head and whispered, "It's what I do.. It's okay... I'd do it again without hesitation.."

He shook his head. "You fit in so perfectly, you fill the cracks that we haven't been able to fill," He looked up at you and smiled, "Thank you for being our sister... Thank you for saving our STAY.."

You hugged Hyunjin. "Don't cry, you idiot..."

He sniffled and nodded. "But really.. thank you."

You smiled, "Of course."

Following Hyunjin out you stared at the other members who also looked like they had been crying.

"You caught someone.." Seungmin said quietly. "Does that mean you're leaving us?"

You stared at the boys for a moment, your gaze lingering on Changbin.

"I caught someone." You said quietly. "But my job isn't finished until you're safe.."

Felix was the first to hug you. and then suddenly you were attacked by all of them in a big bearhug.

"You're one of us." Chan smiled, "Don't go back."

You looked at all the boys and for the first time since you got here, you let the tears fall.

Changbin ended up not taking you out due to the lockdown placed on the group by their boss, it didn't stop him from spoiling you, in the building, he came to your room with flowers and (fav candy). He would bring you food and bought you a few clothes he thought you'd look good in.

Everytime he'd surprise you while you were working, Jisung would give you a look. The kind of look that said, "I KNOW WHAT YOU TWO ARE", but was completely wrong, because even you didn't know what you and Changbin were.

You were sitting in at the kitchen table staring at your laptop, it wasn't too late, just around 10pm, but the noise that met your ears made you flinch. Han and Hyunjin came in shaking you wildly as Han shoved his phone in your face.

You grabbed it and made a face. "ARE YOU DONE?"

"LOOK!" They shouted back.

You looked at the screen and your eyes widened. "Is that me?"

There was a video, of the events from a few days ago.

"GET DOWN!"

there was a series of loud bangs and a fast forward, of you grabbing the bomb and throwing it out. Then another fast forward to you tackling the man.

You stared at the comments.

"such a strong woman"

"Our savior."

"why did binnie grab for her like that 😭"

"are we gonna ignore how felix calmed the crowd.?"

You pursed your lips, "I was doing my job."

"You saved them though." Han smiled. "You should come with us later when we can go out as a treat. Chan will pay."

Hyunjin cackled.

You rolled your eyes and shook your head, "Alright."

You sat in your room, when your phone rang, you answered.

"We've got a name and a face. We've sent you the necessary info. When you close the case contact us, we'll book you the next flight back to the US."

and the line cut.

You stared out blankly for a while.. so soon?

And when you opened the email you were sent your ear throbbed at the memory of nearly going deaf... That man... you'd tackled that man and he set off the firework that nearly took your hearing.

"Ah Changbin." Minho sighed. "Look at you. I never thought I'd see the day."

"Seriously." Chan smiled. "Just, tell her how you feel. She's Fiona and you're Shrek."

"You need to hit her with the immature swag." Jisung snickered.

"You-" Changbin raised his hand like he was going to punch the man.

Jisung ducked behind Chan.

"What am i supposed to say hm? 'I think you're strong and really pretty and I want to go out with you.' Seems a little eh?"

Chan cringed.

Han just stared at him.

"I like the Shrek and Fiona thing better." Minho shrugged.

"Changbin just wing it." Chan gave him a thumbs up.

You opened your door in the morning and almost stumbled over a box. "What in the world?"

You picked it up and examined it for a moment. You took it into your room and set it on the bed, carefully you lifted off the lid and stared at (fav color) dress. You took it out and smiled at it a little. You noticed the card at the bottom of the box and picked it up.

Your smile grew as you recognized the writing as Changbin's,

I think this dress fits you just right, wait for me outside at 7 tonight.

You rolled your eyes at his poetic nonsense and stared at the dress.

Hyunjin and Jisung were all over you at 6 pm, pampering you and making you look as pretty as they could.

"You look so gorgeous! I'm a master!" Hyunjin said proudly.

Han gasped exaggeratedly, "Are you saying she only looks good because you did her makeup?!"

You gasped with Jisung. "I thought you were my friend Hyunjinnie!"

"Oh- Oh MY GOD!" Hyunjin groaned before giving Han a side eye.

You giggled and looked at yourself in the mirror, you were really pretty.

"It's 6:45." Han sighed smiling at you, "Our Y/N is all grown up."

hyunjin wiped fake tears. "I'm so proud."

You made a face and rolled your eyes, standing and smoothing your dress, you hummed as you patted down the area where your gun sat on your thigh, just in case, and you grabbed your bag and went to the door.

You only waited about five minutes before Changbin pulled up in front of the building with a sleek, black company car.

"You look pretty." he said as he stepped out of the vehicle and came around to open the door for you.

You smiled. "Thank you, you good too." You stepped into the car and giggled, "Such a gentleman."

Changbin took you to a fancy restaurant and after you ordered, the conversation flowed so smoothly. Even the silence was comfortable, but you noticed it from the corner of your eye.

Two men, sitting at a table a few back from yours, eyeing you... no. eyeing Changbin. When the server came and poured your wine you paid close attention..

Using his right hand he turned the bottle to the left when he poured the wine for your but to the right Changbin.

You swallowed and looked at your wine, something was going to happen.

The thought left your mind when Changbin took your hand in his and smiled. "Y'know during my last stream, STAY kept asking if you were my girlfriend. I couldn't exactly say."

You blushed slightly, "What did you want to tell them?"

"Yes, I'm dating her." He laughed slightly, "Though, since it's jsut me and you," he squeezed your hand gently, "I can say you're only mine."

You blushed even more and laughed. "You're so stupid."

"I think you'd really like only belonging to me, I wouldn't let any guy touch you, I'd buy you food and spoil you."

"You do that anyway, Binnie." You smiled slightly.

He leaned close and whispered, "I guess that makes you mine."

Your heart skipped a beat.

Changbin stared into your eyes and leaned in close, his lips gently brushing against yours. All thought left your mind, it was just Changbin.. but..

You heard the dull click, and whipped around, pulling your gun from the holster under your dress, just as one of the men from the other table, cocked his gun.

You were faster and fired. The man fell back and Changbin grabbed you, pulling you back as the other man sprang up, he pointed a gun at you and it was a intense stare down.

You held your breath. Changbin remain unmoving behind you.

Your heart stopped as a white car pulled up in front of the restaurant. "Changbin get down!"

Changbin kicked the tabled over and grabbed you pulling you back with him as bullets flew through the dining room.

It was a long moment before they stopped, and as you peeked over the table, you locked eyes with the man from the picture, pulling his gun back into the car and smiling at you before they drove away. (Insert evil villain name cus I couldnt think of one)..

The boys were on lockdown again and you were busy, searching everything, everywhere for that man.. for (villain name).

You'd moved to the other dorm, much to the dismay of Hyunjin, who moped about being surrounded by gym freaks.

You took Seungmin's room, which was tidier than Han's. You hadn't moved because you needed quiet, in fact they boys had been quite good at being silent while you worked. It was because you didn't trust yourself, you were scared you wouldn't react as fast as you had at the restaurant with Changbin, you were scared he'd become a worse distraction... you were scared he'd get hurt because of you.

After a month, your informant intercepted another message saying that the man you were looking for was going to a shopping mall to put things up with a bang.

You discussed with the manager, he increased security to compensate for you not being present in the dorms and allowed you to go.

So there you were, sitting in your car outside the mall, staring at the entrance for anything suspicious. You remembered how Changbin had asked you what was wrong when you left, and where you were going...

"You're going alone?" His brows furrowed. "Y/N, be serious, things could happen-"

"What do you want me to do? I'm dragging anymore people into this."

"I'm not asking you to, I just want you to be safe."

"I'm here to protect you and the guys. It's not my choice what I do anymore, this has gotten too out of hand. You can't even go outside without the fear that someone might try to kill you! That's my fault."

"Take me with you then, I'm not afraid of it, I just don't trust the idea of you being alone!"

"Seo Changbin. I'm doing my job. It's not just about you and them anymore."

You pursed your lips and looked at your phone, tempted to say you were sorry..

but your phone rang before you could even take action.

Your brows furrowed, it was an unknown number.

You answered and lifted the phone to your ear. "Hello?"

"I'm glad we could lure you out. I like this game we're playing. Cat and mouse is fun no? It's a two party game. I have to eliminate the extra players, they're taking away my fun. If you involve the police... well that won't be fun."

"What?" You sat up straight.

"I'm not that cruel anyway... I'll give you 30 minutes."

Your heart dropped into your stomach. "WAIT!"

"Starting now."

The man hung up and you stared at your phone for a moment. "Changbin..."

Yongbok stepped out of the bathroom, drying his hair and he tilted his head as Chan sat down with a box on the floor. "What's that?"

"I was going to ask you." Chan said.

Seungmin stared at it. "It has a bad aura about it."

"Since when did you care about that?" Hyunjin looked up from his phone.

"We should open it." Jisung sat beside Chan.

"But-" Jeongin started.

"Didn't Y/N say don't be stupid while she's gone." Changbin said, glaring at the others.

They all nodded.

Minho sat on Chan's other side. "Opening a box isn't stupid."

"I agree." Hyunjin said.

"Guys-" Felix started.

"It's fine Yongbok." Minho said and pulled the lid of the box off.

Chan's brows furrowed, every one sucked in a breath.

"Fuck." Changbin said.

A timer sat in the box on top of a black thing bound with plastic straps, it read 15:50...

Changbin's phone rang. Everyone jumped in fear. His eyes widened as he saw you name. "Y/N- Calm down I can't understand-"

"PUT HER ON SPEAKER!" Felix shouted.

Changbin did as he was told.

You sounded on the verge of tears. "Did you get it?"

Chan looked at the box. "Yeah... We got it."

"I won't make it." You sniffed, "I need you to get scissors and listen carefully."

Jeongin ran to get scissors.

"Someone with steady hands. Listen close. There's no mistakes right now. This isn't acting."

Chan took the scissors from Jeongin and nodded, "I'm listening."

"Remove the timer by cutting the plastic straps. Be careful not to cut the wire surrounding them."

"Are we diffusing a bomb right now?!" Hyunjin shrieked.

"I CAN'T MAKE IT THERE IN TIME THERE'S TOO MUCH TRAFFIC! I CAN'T CALL THE POLICE AND NEITHER CAN ANY OF YOU!"

Chan cut the plastic binding, exposing the explosive and a few more wires.

"There should be a blue wire leading into the bomb directly."

"I see it."

"Cut it."

The boys watched in fear as their leader cut the blue wire.

"Black then grey."

"ok..."

"What's left?"

"Green, red, orange, and purple."

"Purple."

Another cut.

"Orange."

"Now what...?"

"Someone needs to push the button on the back of the timer for 5 seconds. It will give you a 20 second window to cut the last wire."

"What's the last one?" Minho asked.

"Whichever leads to the center of the explosive."

You met silence on the other end of the line before Jisung's voice said, "They both lead to the center..."

You sucked in a breath. "Wait for me."

"We don't have time to wait!" Seungmin shouted.

"How much time is left?!"

"2 minutes!" Felix said.

You slammed the steering wheel and cursed loudly.

Changbin stared at the bomb for a long moment as the members began freaking out.

Hyunjin pulled out his phone and opened instagram starting a stream. "Stay, I love you, we love you!"

"Tell my parents I love them." Jeongin sobbed.

"Chan push the button." Changbin grabbed the scissors.

"Changbin!" You shouted.

"Green means go." Changbin said as Chan pushed the button. "STAY, we love you. Y/N, I love you."

And he cut the green wire.

You heard a loud bang and the line went dead, your heart plummeted. You finally pulled off the highway and into the parking around the dorms. You ran to the dorm and-

Changbin hugged you tightly as you opened the door.

Your hands trembled before you hugged him back. "I thought you died."

"You were that worried about me." He muttered into your hair.

"Yes.."

Jisung coughed loudly, earning a punch from Minho.

You laughed and pulled away from Changbin, arms open.

You shrieked as Chan bear hugged you and then everyone was on you.

As you laughed you saw someone in the hall shaking their head. You pulled away as the man started running.

And you took off running after him. Not this time. You wouldn't let him get away again. You jumped onto him just as he got to the stairs, he stumbled and fell with you. You felt the cold metal of a gun barrel brush your arm and bit down on his arm hard.

The gun fell away and skidded away. You hit the landing platform hard, your shoulder taking the brunt of the force before you rolled for the gun.

You thought about a statement you'd heard from your boss months ago. I trust you to handle it. Without being reckless.

Why were you reckless? Why did you never give a shit what happened as long as you caught the criminal..? Because you didn't care then. Because it was your job... your obligation.

What was it now?

The man grabbed your leg and dragged you towards him and you kicked his face hard.

You scrambled with your opportunity for the gun.

Your fingers wrapped around the grip, as the man dragged you back towards him..

and it all seemed to go in slow motion as the boys came down after you. And the man's hands wrapped around your throat. You held the gun to his head and shouted with the last of your breath as he squeezed your windpipe, "BANG!"

and you pulled the trigger.

17 years ago December 19th 2005..

"Shh, she might hear."

"The gifts are better down by the college anyway."

"Honey. You're being loud."

"Fine fine."

You heard them giggling before you poked your head outside your room. You watched your parents leaving the house. You smiled to yourself knowing they were going to buy Christmas gifts.

When the morning came and your parents weren't in their room, you became confused. In the snow, dressed in your pajamas and bunny slippers you went to your neighbors house to ask if they'd seen your parents.

The little old lady next door stared at you before the tears welled in her eyes, "You poor thing.."

You were only 5 when your parents died. You were only 5 when you learned what it meant to yearn for revenge. You'd spent all your years in the force since you were 17 trying to find the organization behind the bombs...

And you were today many years old when you learned revenge wasn't a liberating feeling.

"BANG!"

BANG!

The boys stared in shock as you pushed the man's body off of you and sat there. Changbin didn't hesitate to run and wrap his arms around you, examining your face before looking into your eyes.

"Y/n... y/nnie?"

And you passed out.

The past week had been a blur of appointments with press and a million other things.

It was Friday you finally got to lie down and breathe.

You were lying in bed staring at the ceiling when you got a call. You rolled over and answered the phone. Your boss's voice came to your ears.

"Good job, L/N. We're glad you could do it. We're booking your flight back to the US already."

"Sir-"

"You'll be receiving a promotion to a less risky position as a token of our gratitude."

Changbin entered your room and stared at you.

"I can't-" you tried.

"I have to admit I myself am shocked, L/N you've proved your reckless behavior is productive and I owe you-"

"SIR I QUIT!"

The other end of the line went quiet.

Changbin sat beside you and pulled you against him.

"I- I accomplished what I wanted. I'm pretty young still. I'll go to college. It's time I change careers."

Your boss was quiet on the other end of the line.

"Consider this my resignation letter. It was an honor. But i can't be reckless anymore."

The boys were poking their heads into your room now.

You looked at them all and smiled.

"I have something... some people..." You leaned against Changbin. "Someone... I want to keep living for."

"We'll send your pay for the case..." Your boss said softly. "I'm glad I met you L/N, it was an honor to have you in the force."

You lowered the phone and hung up.

"Soo....?" Minho said, looking at the others. "She's NOT going back to the US?"

"No Minho. I'm here to stay."

The boys cheered and jumped. You smiled slightly and looked at Changbin.

He leaned in and kissed you.

You blinked. Stunned.

Jisung jumped and held his hands out to Hyunjin "5000 PUT EM IN MY HAND! ALL OF YOU!"

You stared at them for a moment, "You were-"

"Green is green!" Jisung ran away cackling.

You laughed and shook your head. "I love you guys."

"I think you love me most." Changbin said and kissed your cheek.

"I love you just a little bit more than them."

He rolled his eyes as the others ran shouting about their money. "I love you."

You hadn't gotten the feeling you dreamed for in revenge but in them... in Changbin you found something more.

"STOP BEING LOVE BIRDS AND MAKE THEM GIVE ME MY MONEY!" Jisung shouted.

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notshelbyuwu · 7 months

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HI!! PORTAL 2 x MINDVERSE :33

I'm so sorry for my cringe btw :((

What if I added 4 idiots to your Portal 2? :3

Summary: After Chell leaves the hospital she basically thinks over the events of Portal 1 for a week, not leaving Felix and their shared apartment, eventually Felix and Barmey get them to spill about what happened and she does, telling them about the advanced portal technology and the crazy evil sentient robot who killed the whole facility and tried to kill them so she killed her first, aaaaand they didn't believe her, thinking they probably got fired or they quit and was just embarrassed about it, with Gordon (who was overhearing) instigating the idea, in his words "if they were stupid enough to put a killer robot in charge of the whole facility they would've shit down a looong time ago". Chell is upset/annoyed that her friends (+ Gordon) don't believe them and, after a lot of pestering, agreed to show them the wreckage of Aperture Science.

Felix was the one to drive them there, they all travel deeper into the facility and Chell tries to find the remains of GLaDOS while the others explore, little did they know, they accidentally activate the party escort bots and get ambushed by multiple of em, being knocked unconscious for struggled against them and placed in statis in the Relaxation Centers, being mistaken for volunteer test subjects.

Chell Nanako (Attempt #4)

-The last one to wake up

-teams up with Wheatley to find her friends and escape

-Wheatley isn't too fond of the idea but doesn't try to sway Chell

-Chell was told she's only been asleep for 5 years

-won't admit it, but they actually have fun testing again

-They feel guilt for giving in and bring everyone to the facility, hoping they're not hurt or worse

-Grows attached to Wheatley because hes endearing to her, taking their mind off... Everything.

-plus, he's all she really has right now.

Gordon Freeman (Attempt #3)

-the 3rd to wake up, he was woken up by Wheatley who loudly knocked on his door

-Found an aperture science jumpsuit and boots in the closet

-Gordon saw how incompetent and wreckless Wheatley could be and ditched him at the first opportunity, choosing to traverse Aperture by himself

-actively avoids Wheatley

-stole a red portal gun from a tall deactivated robot

-ties his portal gun around his waist with a belt

-while traveling through what was left of Aperture, he came across the Oracle Turret, Gordon had never heard a turret speak like it did, so he took it with him, the turret helping him avoid danger while saying the vaugest and foreshadow-y things

-carries the turret on his back with a blanket

-Gordon is trying to find everyone, but his main priority is finding Felix.

Felix Freeman (Attempt #2)

-2nd to wake, Felix woke up on his own and looked around to see nature taking over his room

-Felix has no memory of who he is or where he is but he's absolutely terrified and tries to find a way out, ultimately giving up after what feels like days

-he camps out in the back rooms of Aperture, near some of the ramblings of Doug and a Chell mural

-Felix gets dresses and leaves him room, basically trying not to trip over a vine or fall in a hole.

-found a prototype portal gun in a pile of rubble, had no idea what it was and almost shot his head off

-ran into a companion cube and found it strangely comforting, he doesn't take it everywhere but comes back to it when he needs to calm down

-Felix sometimes runs into Doug Rattmans writings and secret rooms, he has no idea what they mean but it causes him to be super paranoid and suspicious of anything, getting an awful feeling about his situation

-recognizes the woman in the art, he finds them slightly comforting

Barney Calhoun (Attempt #1)

-first to wake up, Wheatley broke his door down and scared the hell outta Barney, also found vines growing around and almost grabbing his legs, ew

-was told to get dressed and he did, got a two piece jumpsuit instead of a one piece jumpsuit.

-immediately asked Wheatley what was happening and Wheatley told him they were escaping, when asked where his friends were, Wheatley, very bluntly, said "I don't know- probably dead, a lot of people died in their room, no one even told me the power went out in some rooms!" And this freaked Barney out, refusing to believe his friends were all dead

-this lead to Barney leaving Wheatley to find someone, anyone. He didn't want to believe that he was all alone in this

-he tied his jacket around his neck like a cape as a way to comfort himself

-found a blue portal gun from a small deactivated robot

-heard a small almost soft voice greet him from around the corner, as he turned the corner he ran into a turret that began to open fire at him, he just barely took cover, but not before a bullet grazed and scared under his left eye

-absolutely hates turrets, thinks the innocent voice they use is cruel considering how dangerous they can be

#portal #portal 2 #portal au #portal art #freemans mind #freemans mind fanart #gordon freemind #barneys mind #barmey calhoun #felixs mind #felix freeman #felix freemind #mindverse #gordon freeman #chell #chell portal #wheatley #glados #notshelbyuwu

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pinkrifle · 1 year

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HEY, I loved your post about being Kyle's big sister, could I ask for one with Kenny , Karen and Kevin?? I just want to hug those kids and take care of them 😓😓🩷🩷

OF COURS!! i love them too don’t even WORRRYY 🫶

n i’m so happi i’m finally getting requests LETS GOOOO

anywya!!

— being kenny, karen and kevin’s big sister!!

despite kevin’s relentless protests that he wants to fight his parents if they get too loud for karen and kenny, you always put those 3 in a seperate room and deal with carol and stuart yourself!!!

sometimes your friends give you money,, n you spend it on things you know your siblings would like!! karen: coloring books/stuffies, kenny: secretly likes stuffies aswell/accessories for his mysterion or princess kenny costume, kevin: sports related things/those flavored water pack things

and when carol/stuart give allowances, you always split yours with the 4 of you!! kevin’s always the happiest he gets more money.

always keeping an eye on kevin to make sure he’s not doing drugs or drinking alc, trying to rehabilitate him and or calm his addiction down.

you know that kenny dies a bunch, and always remind yourself of it, but can’t bring yourself to not cry when kenny dies infront of you. like BAWLL

during thunderstorms you always huddle your siblings into a blankie with yourself even tho they say their big kids and don’t need your cuddles!!

always babying kevin, and he gets upset because he’s supposed to be the oldest 🤭 but your little brother is too cute!!

for my kevlly ppl… when kevin brings shelly home you fangirl!! teasingl bringing them roses and candles and such, as they just BEGGG for you to go away..

keeping an eye on kenny when he’s hanging around with his friends,and if cartman dares to say anything about your financial situation you’d verbally beat his ahh 🫶

once again, the main 4 fight for your acceptance/you liking them, and you love all of them the same!! well cartman a little less.

always buying the weirdest shit for them and they jokingly hate you for it,,,,

cleaning kenny’s room and finding his playboys results in a strange look from you to kenny, but putting it back and saving the cleaning for another day

you and kevin always used to fight when u were kids, but you baby and cuddle him all the time now even if everyone thinks it’s cringe ❤️

always carrying karen bridal style and doing dramatic plays with kenny as princess kenny, you as a queen, karen as another princess and kevin is a knight, kevin loves it sm but attempts to act like he hates it

always helping kevin when his braces hurt his teeth and he ends up sobbing, ruffling his hair and feeding ice or popsicles into his mouth!!

occasionally getting fast food once a month for your siblings, trying to hide it from your parents. (they wonder where all your allowance is going,,,)

sorry this is kinda short!! i’m working on chubby mysterion x reader hcs rn 🫶 I LOVE THE MCCORMICK SIBLNGS ANON ILY

#kenny mccormick #karen mccormick #kevin mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #karen mccormick x reader #kevin mccormick x reader #south park #south park x reader platonic #south park x reader #（✿ ◞◟）🫧 marj writes! ﹒

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to-the-stars8 · 2 years

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Learning to Love Slowly

Parings; Jason Todd x Reader 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 AO3

21- Baths and Bruises

You had known Jason for over a year, and not once had you seen him so beaten. He'd come through the window looking like he'd been hit by a truck before being doused in water. As he stood there a puddle started to form at his feet, but you couldn't care less as his shivering became the main concern. That, and he smelled of saltwater, blood, and sweat.

He was leaning up against the wall, trying to form words before they died on his lips, and seemed confused when he couldn't. You assumed exhaustion was probably consuming all his thoughts.

“What happened?” You asked, trying not to appear panicked so as to not make the situation worse.

You stepped forward, grabbing Jason around the waist as his eyes started to droop. The sudden contact caught his attention, jerking him awake. Jason felt cold like he'd been stuffed into a walk-in freezer for hours. When he tried to stand he told you to let go, and you did so reluctantly.

In a hoarse voice, he said, “Not die, that’s all you need to know, sweetheart.”

“Not die,” You repeated, trying to find an ounce of humor in what he meant. Yet, you couldn't. Jason seemed almost defeated. Whatever had happened, you knew, was no good for him physically or emotionally.

“You’re freezing and soaked through, let’s get you into a warm shower.”

Jason stared at you before looking away, trudging his way to the bathroom with a limp. You followed behind closely but made no move to touch him, cringing at every wince of pain. Fuck, you wished he would tell you what happened just so you could help besides suggesting he get the shower to warm up.

Jason flung the door to the bathroom open, grabbing onto the sink to retain some sort of support. You slipped past him, moving over to the bath to flip the switch to a shower, glancing at him over your shoulder. Jason stood there with his eyes closed, taking deep breaths to keep himself awake and his mind off the pain.

Once the shower was set you slowly approached him, holding out your hand in hopes that he would take it. He opened his eyes before drawing them up to you, reaching slowly for your hand. Even his hand was colder than usual.

“You need to take your clothes off,” You stated.

Jason looked away from you. “I know.”

“Do you want me to do it?”

It was quiet and you didn’t hear it at first, but there was a 'please' from him. After removing his boots you looked at him for further permission, which he gave again. Not sure where to start when he suddenly told you how to undo the clasps and belts. As you did, gentle hands not moving too fast in fear of scaring him, Jason quietly mumbled 'thanks you’s and 'I’m sorry’s. You pretended not to hear because you were sure to cry again if you said anything.

Once his shirt was off, you met his eyes again, looking for permission to undo his pants. He tried to smile, but it died on his lips as he pushed your hand against his belt. Then, you stripped him until Jason was all of himself, and only himself, in front of you.

Seeing Jason naked didn’t phase you. You had seen men naked before, but the bruises on his body did. They were large rounded shapes that were blue, purple, and black. Tracing them, he flinched and you pulled your hand to yourself like it had been burned.

Jason tried to joke around. “They’re fresh.”

“Yeah?” You huffed out a laugh. After a moment you continued, “Do you think you could get in there by yourself?”

“No,” He stated like it was a fact.

“Okay, then let’s get you in the shower,” You said, not caring if your clothes got wet.

Jason furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, holding up his hand to stop you. “You’re getting in there still dressed?”

You blushed. “Oh, uh, I wasn’t sure…Let me get undressed then.”

Turning away, you lost the oversized shirt you were wearing, looking over your shoulder at Jason. His eyes met yours and it all just felt right. Getting naked in front of him felt so normal like you had done it a thousand times before. Before you could strip out of your underwear, the entire weight of his body fell against your back. The bathroom was small, so you pushed up against the other wall with a grunt.

Jason apologized as he sluggishly pushed himself upright, grabbing onto the sink so he wouldn't fall again. He seemed so tired that it would be too hard for him to stand on his own for long in the shower, and that could only end badly.

“Maybe a bath would be better,” You mumbled, tucking away that strand of hair that never stayed in place.

He hummed in agreement, watching you with intent as you turned on the bath and then stripped yourself of your last piece of clothing. Now, looking at you with nothing to hide, Jason knew that nothing could top the perfection you were. You motioned him to the tub and he limped over.

The warm water burned since he was so cold, making him cry out a bit at the change. When you went to touch him, he put his hand up to stop you—a sure sign that he was still strong enough to do something by himself. Slowly, he sank himself into the water.

“Can I get in?” You asked.

“Yes,” He said quietly.

Stepping in, you sat opposite of him between his legs. You sat as far back as you could, back pressed against the hot faucet. The two of you stared at each other for what felt like forever. You were scared to touch Jason, and Jason was scared that you wouldn’t. He was afraid that the longer you stared at him some imperfection that had to be on his body would jump out at you—That you would notice it instantly and run away disgusted.

Yet, you didn’t. Instead, you reached for a rag hanging on the edge of the tub. Soaking it in the water, you then brought it to his leg next to you, rubbing away any cold left. Then, you switched to the other leg, not running the washcloth above his knees in fear of making him uncomfortable.

The only sound was the sound of the water splashing around and the washcloth rubbing against his skin, and Jason didn’t mind. He was content and, for the first time that night, all seemed like it was going to be okay.

“Do…” You started, stopping when thought more of what you were saying.

“Do…what?” He needed to hear your question.

You began again hesitantly, “Do you need me to call Alfred, for your bruises?” It wasn’t the question you wanted to ask, but you felt that asking what happened again would be useless.

Jason shook his head, splashing some water on his face, before answering further. “I’m fine.”

You didn’t answer, but, instead, moved onto your knees to lean forward. Leaning over him, you rubbed the warm cloth across his chest and shoulders. You did it slowly so the moment he told you to stop you would.

Jason moaned in pleasure at several things; your touch, more heat moving across his body, and the sight of your naked body. If he were a braver man, he would have run his hands over your breasts and hip—Just so he could feel you. To know that, yes, he was not dead or dreaming. You were real. Instead, he leaned his head back when you moved the rag around his neck. He watched every move your eyes made.

“You’re perfect,” You said entirely sure and confident in your words.

Jason couldn’t believe it. The words he couldn’t get off his tongue when he looked at you, but they came to you without a second thought. You were too good for him. He wondered if it was a fleeting feeling of confidence, but when you moved the rag over his bicep his hand came back up to your hip. Smiling, you looked back up at him, reaching down to bring his hands to your lips in a kiss.

“Perfect,” You mumbled again. “And safe, now.”

The latter part he knew was for your own sake, but your words mixed with the kiss on his hand had him feeling like you were the sun. Then when you put the washcloth against the back of his neck, pressing around it gently this time as your other hand gently circled the bruises on his abdomen, he was entirely at your mercy.

He had been so worried that when you first saw him hurt you would be scared and second-guess the entire relationship. Now, with you over him with nothing but loving touches and words, there was no fear. It nearly felt wrong for you, someone so soft, touching his rough skin. Still, he basked in your warmth, no longer thinking about how he was going to fuck up the thugs who threw him into the harbor.

Jason caught a glance of the memory of him choking on Gotham seawater, and how it was the thought of you that drove him to beat the exhaustion. He had clawed his way to the surface because the thought of you being hurt by him caused greater pain than any wound.

You put the rag off to the side before standing. “I think you’re warm enough, now. Let's get you out of here and dressed, hm?” You leaned over again to help him out.

Jason held onto you, even after you tried to pull away to grab a towel. “Did you mean what you said?” He didn’t care how cold he was getting now that he was out of the water.

For a moment you were surprised Jason thought you would ever lie about something like that. “Yes. Every syllable.”

Jason looked down at the space between you, trying not to smile. You reached around him for the towel hanging on the rack, patting it down his back before he let you move it to wipe down his front. He seemed to be a bit better now, luckily.

“I think I have some of your clothes around here somewhere," You said as you tied the towel around his waist.

Jason let you help him to your room, setting him down on the edge of the bed before disappearing toward the laundry room. Looking around, he could tell that before he arrived you were getting ready for bed. Your phone was on its charger, a cup of water on the nightstand, and you had a book laid lazily on your usual spot—He'd felt a sense of guilt for disrupting your routine. Fortunately for himself, Jason didn't have much time to dwell on the thought before you came back in with underwear and a sweatshirt.

Setting the clothes next to him, you said, “I just washed them. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find any pants.”

“The best way to be, baby, is pantsless,” Jason said, trying to lighten the mood a bit, as he slid on the boxers. You helped him with the sweatshirt since he was too sore to fully lift his arms. When you were content with his state of dress, you stepped away, dropping your towel in the process. Jason couldn't help but stare, eyes making their way down your naked body. He told himself to stop before he was caught, but couldn't. Jason loved looking at how beautiful you were.

When you caught his stare, his face flushed. You didn't mind, throwing a smile at him and saying, “Get comfortable."

“No,” Jason said. “I’ll sleep on the couch—”

You moved across the room before he could move. “No, you’re hurt enough, my darling,” You caressed his face. “Sleep here. I don’t mind.”

Jason knew going back and forth with you on the matter would be fruitless, so he pulled himself on one side of the bed. When he patted the empty spot next to him, you wasted no time accepting his silent invitation. You leaned up on the pillow next to his head, using your free hand to play with his still-wet hair. He sighed and leaned his head toward you.

“Tell me, and I’ll call Alfred,” You mumbled, tracing his jaw. “You need someone with medical experience to look after you.”

Jason groaned. “Baby, please. I’m fine. Just some bumps and bruises.”a

You shook your head, not entirely believing him, but didn’t say anything. Slowly, the more you touched him, the lower his eyes drooped. Over the next five minutes, Jason went from trying to stay away to dead asleep. It pleased you that, for the first time, he felt comfortable enough to be so vulnerable around you.

Tucking away that strand of hair again, you made sure everything was right. You got him a glass of water and put it on his side of the bed, turned off the lights, and hung up his clothes to dry. When you returned to bed, Jason was startled away for a second before seeing you and immediately falling back asleep. Giggling a bit, you got comfortable but still laid a bit away from him so as not to invade his space.

You looked forward to opening your eyes in the morning and seeing Jason Todd, your boyfriend, laying next to you.

#jason fluff #romance #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd #jason todd fanfiction #robin jason todd #red hood x reader #red hood #alfred pennyworth

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glitchadeli · 2 months

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I love having a crisis over this :))))

I'm having a crisis and I need to ramble (sorry it's a bit lengthy). In my main AU GumRob has 6 kids and that's.. a lot. But my brain keeps wanting me to add more!!! I don't know why????? (mainly only 1 more, which would mean there's 7 total.) Currently there's Caspian (who biologically is a Penball kid but Rob is there by the time Cas is 4/5 and sees Cas as his own. Cas also sees Rob as his other parent more than Penny so, he counts.) then of course Zipper, Cosette, Elliot and the twins; Roe and Rem. In the show it's been shown a few times that whenever Gum imagines his future and there's a lot of kids, he looks MISERABLE (granted it was only shown like.. twice and one of those times we don't speak about. *coughcoughseason1coughcough* but.. here's the thing. In those imaginary scenarios.. Gum is imagining it with someone he DOESN'T wanna raise kids with. Someone he'd be miserable with. I know he once imagined having a kid with Penny and it was only one but if you look at the context, it was the 'birth of his child cringe' scene so I doubt he was gonna imagine like, her having twins or anything. (And plus, it's his imagination, doesn't mean it's automatically canon.) But as I was saying; Gum is imagining scenarios with someone he doesn't wanna be with - in my AU Rob is someone he absolutely wants to be with and they're very in love. My friend Echo had said to me that, maybe if Gum sat and thought about having kids with someone he actually wanted to be with, maybe he wouldn't mind a few!! As for Rob; I used to assume Rob was a 1 to 2 kid kind of guy, but then Echo brought up something that was so sweet. In my AU; Rob has no family. No parents, no siblings, no distant relatives, nothing. He's never known what a family was like. (I play into the show being a show and that because we've never seen like, concept art for Rob's family; he just straight up doesn't have one.) So when he ends up with Gumball and being accepted into his family, it'd make sense he'd want a big family, ya know? He'd have a family to call his own. Sure 6 (and now me struggling with the idea of 7) is a LOT but I feel like.. Gum and Rob wouldn't... mind it..? Because they're both with the person they WANT to be with. Plus there's Darwin, Anais and Gum's parents to help out too as the kids grow. It's not like they're completely alone. Idk, 6 kids was like.. where I wanted to cap it but my brain won't let the idea of a 7th go.. I'm not sure what to do. Any advice...? Suggestions maybe? I've had people tell me "oh just make different AU's that aren't your main" and.. the thing is, I have. I have an AU where Gum and Rob have a lot of kids but.. the way my brain works, I tend to put all my focus into 1 main AU, which is this one. So when I get ideas like this and I want to add them to my main AU, I struggle because I .. idk. I guess I tend to be a bit of a perfectionist. I know my AU isn't perfect nor will it ever be, but I worry that I'll do things like this to make people dislike it even more..? Like, 6 kids is already a lot, so I feel like a 7th is gonna make people be like "seriously????"... idk. I also don't wanna seem like one of those people.. you know the ones who just make next gens to make them, and gives them a TON. I don't wanna be seen like that because that's not the purpose of this. All my next gens have purpose 'n stuff, it's not just 'cause "Oh I'll just make them have lots of kids!!" ya know? Idk how to explain it very well I guess I'm asking for thoughts / opinions 'n stuff. Idk I'm rambling sdfghjkl ;;''' please be nice (this makes me so anxious idk why)

#tawog #the amazing world of gumball #glitch's next gen tawog #gumrob #help #I genuinely don't know what to do at this point #7 sounds like a lot I know but like again #I feel like rob wouldn't mind a big family since he doesn't have one #and that gum would love having kids if he's with the right person which in this case he is #idk I need others opinions but i'm also anxious

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kind of obsessed with the fact you've slowly gotten more blatant with heartstopper hate lmfao😭 it's like. fine to me it's cute but NOTHING SERIOUS IS EVER GOING ON so I gotta be in a really specific mood for it I still haven't watched s2. definitely couldn't be a fixation. and everyone fucking loves it it's the best thing since sliced bread and I'm like. why tho. and then any critique of it is sorta dumbed down to "oh you just don't like how sweet it is but teenagers deserve sweet romance" like ok but why's it gotta be boring though. and too healthy like beyond normal levels of healthy. like this is missing even the usual human levels of miscommunication. and it gets resolved too easy. sorry this was supposed to cut off 4 sentences ago I'm realizing now in your inbox that I apparently have beef with heartstopper

LKSSJJSJS LISTEN listen. I don’t even hate it. truly. I even genuinely enjoyed myself during the nick and Charlie parts bc that’s the part that thought is actually put into. I just hate how much everyone loves it so blindly

honestly my biggest beef with it is that it’s marketed and treated as the most genuine and diverse groundbreaking queer storyline there is when that’s literally so far from true and it really really shows ppls true colors when they think this bc the sapphics and POC are literal props it’s actually absurd for a show that’s supposed to be a safe space for queer ppl

and god do I hate that part of the reason it’s so popular is bc it portrays these queer teenagers as never having a single, physical thought in their entire life. there was this whole plot centered around one single hickey that Charlie had??? and something abt the physical attraction portion of it all, which they did try to show btw, felt disingenuous to me. and I know that’s why it’s so palatable to a mainstream audience and it pisses me off and again it just doesn’t feel genuine. which is ironically one of the main arguments against heartstopper criticism: “it’s not cringe it’s just earnest” when yeah maybe it’s Trying to be earnest but when u look at it from more than a surface level lens it’s not rlly succeeding

and I know the aroace storyline in season 2 with Isaac resonated with a lot of people and I think that’s wonderful, and I actually do think that was something that was done well, but how can you have a storyline around asexuality when you don’t show the contrast in how it is being an allosexual queer person. there was a whole lot of romantic attraction going on but even more tip toeing around the sexual attraction aspect. and I don’t expect it to be like sex education for example in terms of the focus on sex obv , but the lack of acknowledgment of that aspect of the queer experience paired with how much the uwu wholesomeness of it all is played up rlly rubs me the wrong way. once again: it feels dishonest

I was actually talking about this with one of my mutuals the other day and they pointed out that it is very plain that alice olseman did not consult a single queer man in the writers room. and if someone can prove this wrong be my guest but I rlly don’t think the whole physical attraction component would have been done so badly had an actual queer man been on the team. feels kind of like back in summer 2022 when byler shippers would literally shun and harass anyone who even implied that Will’s feelings for Mike probably included physical attraction meanwhile Noah Schnapp himself was making jokes about it bc he’s an actual gay teenager.

not gonna even get into right now how Tara and darcy felt even more like props this season than in the last one and I didn’t even like watching their scenes bc the writing itself felt performative. that’s a whole other post.

and man, wouldn’t it have been so nice if there had actually been people of color in that writers room. On a purely surface level heartstopper has a very diverse cast but once again, peel away even one layer and you realize it’s a bunch of tokenism, which brings me full circle back to my original point: you can’t say it’s peak representation and diversity when it’s whitewashed as hell and doesn’t gaf abt sapphics despite literally being written by one. guess she chose her whiteness over her queerness even when writing a queer story which wowwww sooooo original.

okayyyy anyways did NOT mean to write a whole essay but u discovering ur own beef reminded me of mine lmaooo

all of this was to say that basically I’m not gonna pretend I didn’t enjoy myself during parts of the show, and I don’t wanna shame ppl for liking it that is not at all what I’m trying to do here, it has its own place in queer media and if a show like this came out in like 2010 it would be groundbreaking despite its issues (but again it’s literally 2023 do fucking better) , but I take issue with people treating it like something it’s not and with the amount of love it gets I feel like I have to be really loud about my criticism of it, especially bc usually the criticism of the show that gets any attention isn’t even slandering it for the right reasons and like. if ur gonna hate on something queer and popular do it right

oh and heartstopper writers? maybe try speaking with an actual teenager once in your life before writing their dialogue they do not fucking communicate that well

okay I’m done now finally 🫡

#sorry rori I don’t know what came over me #booksandpaperss asks #should I make myself a rant tag #elli rants

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~Stars in Her Eyes, Stars in Her Heart~

Chapter 4: Her Heart Will Remain

(Kiri x Fem! Avatar! Reader)

Summary: After the terrifying thanator chase Kiri was worried for your well-being if you were to run into one on your own, so she decided to teach you how to navigate the forest.

Word count: 1.3k

Author’s note: This series is going to have shorter chapters than normal but it’s like 13 chapters long 👍🏻 ALSO rare weekend post!!!

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Her Heart Will Remain

Kiri had easily decided on your second lesson. Yesterday she had noticed that you had struggled to navigate the forest as you ran from the palulukan. Luckily Kiri had been there, but she feared the outcome that would have happened if she had not been there.

The forest can be hard to adjust to, especially going from one terrain to another, so today you would work on that.

Kiri had beat you to the meeting spot today, but quickly that fact had become fiction as you jumped out from your hiding place, hissing loudly at Kiri who jumped back, placing a hand on her knife.

“Oh my Eywa do not scare me like that!” Kiri removed her hand from her knife and rested it over her heart.

You laughed loudly, “Sorry, but you should have seen the look on your face, priceless!”

Kiri rolled her eyes, “Whatever, we should get started for the day.”

You just smiled at Kiri’s annoyance, “Alright professor Kiri, what do you have planned for today?”

Kiri hummed, “Well, yesterday you were slow, unsure about your movement through the forest. Today we are going to work on that. I believe the English name for the game we are going to be playing is tag.”

You scoffed, “Damn, I didn't do that bad.”

Kiri laughed, “But you were that bad. You probably wouldn’t be alive if I weren't there.”

You smiled but rolled your eyes, “Okay, whatever. Who's gonna be the first chaser.”

“You are going to be chasing me. Try to keep up.” Kiri said before sprinting away, giving you no time to think before you took off after her.

The ground was rough beneath your feet, sticks and stones making you cringe as you stepped on them, but you kept running. Eventually you were able to ignore the pain and push through it. It was like they weren't there anymore when you stopped focusing on them, instead focusing on Kiri who was far ahead. You had to keep up so you pushed yourself even harder, your lungs aching, air burning them when you inhaled.

You avoided tree after tree while you ran, dodging around them, a couple grazing your body as you didn’t aim yourself far enough away.

Soon Kiri was approaching a tree head on, with what looked like no intention to go around it. You hoped you weren't going to have to climb it. You were not ready to climb it, but once Kiri reached it she jumped, grabbing onto a branch above her and pulling herself up onto it.

Higher and higher, she climbed from branch to branch easily, but as she was reaching higher levels your feet were still planted firmly on the ground. Kiri paused to look down at you, who was looking up at her, like you were waiting for something.

You took one final breath, watching Kiri as she took a break from climbing to study you, watching you, waiting for your next move, and then you were climbing.

You were clumsy, struggling to move from branch to branch, and taking a different path than Kiri, but slowly you were making your way up to Kiri’s level. Once you got close enough to Kiri she jumped. She landed on a huge leaf, sliding off it and onto another one. One after another she gracefully fell until she was on the ground.

Everything in yourself told you not to do it. Every instinct told you it was a death sentence, but you didn’t listen to them. You jumped, falling onto the leaf and following what Kiri had done. You made it to the bottom, but with the final drop you landed awkwardly on your butt. You quickly scampered up, making sure you were fully intact, and you were. Nothing was broken, and the only pain was in your butt, and your ego.

Even once you reached the ground the game wasn’t over, and Kiri took off running again. You ran through the forest for a while longer, passing parts of the forest you had never been to, but right now you didn’t have the time to admire them like you would like too.

A lake was in front of you and as you thought Kiri was going to dodge it, running around the perimeter, Kiri jumped right in, swimming across before jumping out of the water on the other side.

You had never been more relieved at your decision to ditch your shoes before today. They would just drag you down, as would the rest of your clothes, but you followed after Kiri anyway.

The water was cold when you broke the surface, encompassing your body and dragging you down. You quickly breached the surface, resurfacing and looking around to find Kiri on the other side. You swam as quickly as possible and eventually made it to the other side of the lake where you hauled yourself out of the water.

You were sopping wet, water seeped into all of your clothes, making you cold in the slight wind. You shook your head, like a dog freeing themself from water, water flying off and you bent over trying to catch your breath. You almost thought Kiri was done, but before you could fully catch your breath Kiri ran off again.

Eventually you ran long enough to come to a sight you never thought you would see. The Hallelujah Mountains were even more beautiful than you could ever imagine, but there was no time to stop and stare as you were hot on Kiri’s tail, only a few feet behind her as she ran ahead.

As you neared the edge of a cliff you hesitated, but Kiri didn’t, jumping off like she knew exactly what she was doing, and she did. She quickly grabbed onto a vine and began climbing up to a smaller floating rock formation. The look on Kiri’s face was pure joy and you questioned how much of this was actual survival skills versus Kiri wanting someone to run around with.

You took a deep breath, preparing to jump, and quickly followed behind Kiri, clinging to the vine as tight as you could once it touched your hands. You wrapped your thighs around the plant and roughly pulled yourself up towards the top of the rock.

Kiri was waiting, standing on the top of the floating rock, and as you got far enough up she reached her hand out to you, pulling you up onto the rock beside her.

“You did good!” Kiri exclaimed.

“God damn you are fast!” You heaved, bent over with your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. Your lungs worked hard, burning like a star that was dying out but trying its best to stay alive.

“So why did we do this?” You questioned.

“I want you to be equipped if another palulukan comes, and if you are going to survive the forest you have to know how to move through every part. From the ground, to trees, to water, and more.” Kiri spoke seriously, before a smile broke out on her face, “You did better than I thought you would though.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” You rolled your eyes, but a smile was on your face.

Kiri looked off to the distance, towards the expanse of floating rocks and mountains, “You’ve never seen the mountains, right?”

You nodded your head, “Yeah, they're beautiful!”

Kiri looked back to you, bumping your shoulders together, “Well, let’s explore some more then. I’ll chase you this time though.”

You just smirked at her before starting to run off, Kiri hot on your tail. You ran together for a while, Kiri not even trying to catch you because she easily could if she wanted to, but it was fun. Kiri enjoyed it more than she would admit, and you got to explore a part of Pandora you had never seen before.

As they ran Kiri smiled as the newest mysterious words came to her consciousness, “Someday she will outrun the best of warriors, someday she may outrun you, but her heart will remain.”

Word Bank:

Palulukan (Thanator)

Hallelujah Mountains (Floating mountains of Pandora)

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