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lynque-myst1que · 29 days

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EVERYTHING WE KNOW ABOUT THE PHIGHTING APRIL FOOLS TOWER AS OF NOW, THIS WILL BE UPDATED AS MORE INFO IS DISCOVERED OR MORE THEORIES ARE MADE.

ok info about whats theorized to be medkits nightmare GO

Title of game : . (its a period)

Icon is the same as base game, background is the default one

The music playing is just overtime slowed down by a lot

1. MAP

You spawn on a road with sidewalks that have candles, you have a lantern in your inventory.

As you walk you will occasionally see an exit sign.

Halfway, pillars stretch up from the ground, most are normal but some are shaped like hands that reach to the sky. On top of the hands are weird figures with glowing green eyes and horns that look like something from the flaming horns series?

(thats the closest thing i could find,,,)

At the end of the road is the default Happy Home, though with minor modifications. An exit sign is right at the stairs and pointing at the door. Tube tvs are inside the home, a giant one at the middle against the wall with two stacks of tvs in the corners. The left side has one tv off, while the others are full of red static. They don't do anything when interacted with.

Note: This sorta resembles the thumbnail for scythe's teaser.

They also look like the TVs in broker's secret room (i reached the image limit so cant show ough)

Outside to the left and on top of the house are the same weird green eyed figures.

2. DIALOGUE

There are many figures running around saying various phrases,

phrases that ive seen:

"Help!"

"you traitor"

"do something"

"be useful"

"please help me"

"Useless support"

"Help me!"

"help"

"please just heal me"

"Please heal me"

"How's your eye?" (Idk if this is random dialogue or subspace dialogue)

Though, some of these figures are saying things from medkit ally dialogue.

Ingame dialogue phrases:

"Do I really want to work with a rebel on my team?" - Banhammer

"Hey!! Great seeing you!!" - Subspace

"How's that eye doing??" - Subspace

3. THE OVERSEER NEXTBOT OR SOMETHING IDK

You are chased by an overseer eye, it can't be stopped permanently. Though, it can be halted by positioning yourself in the right area, however, it has good pathing and can jump extremely high, so you can't hide from it.

Getting caught by it results in an image showing up on the screen, this rewards you a badge the first time you see it.

Random note: the eye is weirdly clean? im not sure if its medkit's eye or not since I remember soda saying that subspace just threw the eye away,, (not sure if this is still canon)

After this you get kicked from the game with the message "You must kill him to become him."

The interesting thing is that this is the description of the overseer eye cosmetic.

This probably means something like "you must kill overseer to become him" or something but what does that mean who is killing overseer huh what

↑ ok theories have been made (thank u discord user ankles0560 for the medkit part)

The one killing him might be either medkit or katana.

KATANA : there is dialogue between katana and ban hammer

Ban Hammer: "You can't get involved with the business of the dudes higher up." Katana: "And who will stop me?"

↑ I will expand on this later but im eepy rn help

MEDKIT : ok the whole thing is about Medkit so the kick message is probably the overseer eye talking to Medkit,,

Soda has said that if Katana knew more about Medkit, he would kill him. This could mean multiple things but very interesting hm

Another interesting thing is the jumpscare noise, it is a jumpscare noise used in old games.

The interesting part is what it is, the noise is actually the sound of the subspace tripmine slowed down, whether this was just coincidence or because of the subspace thing is unknown, it might even be both?

EXTRA . CHURCH OF THE TRUE EYE INFO

Not really related to the tower but just what we know about the cult

A religious group within lost temple, not everybody from lost temple is a member of it.

It is mentioned in Medkit's phone dialogue.

Every member of the cult is missing an eye.

Soda has mentioned that the reason why Sword's eye isn't missing is because he wasn't born in lost temple.

CORRECTION: Sword was born in lost temple, but wasn't raised in it. The point still stands that this is the reason why he hasn't lost an eye.

Based on dialogue between medkit and banhammer, it has been around for a while now. (THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME)

It is unknown what the goals or structure of the cult are currently.

They have a uniform, Medkit, Scythe, and Broker share the motif of outfits of mostly teal.

Scythe calls Vine Staff "blessed" in her dialogue with her, this is related to the cult somehow since in the same conversation Vine says "No! You and your creepy family can buzz off!"

^ According to broker, her curse is rare but she isn't the first one to have it.

They call themselves a family, and call Overseer their Father.

Overseer info:

There is barely any, but this is what we know.

They are referred to as a leader, it is unknown whether they are the faction leader or just the cult leader.

Scythe refers to him as a deity, whether they truly are one, manipulated the cult into believing they are, or the cult simply calls him a deity is unknown.

An alternative is that she isn't talking about overseer here at all, though if that is so we don't know if she's talking about a sfoth deity or a different one. ← if it is a sfoth deity, it is most likely to be darkheart or venomshank (or maybe even ghostwalker? idk)

btw soda said this. soda wdym

Feel free to add more info or things i missed/got wrong in reblogs or comments!!

pls do say more info if you have it im making this based on what the guys im theorizing with are saying i didnt have time to do more than 1 playthrough

#lynqueylink.txt :3 #phighting!#roblox phighting #medkit phighting #scythe phighting #broker phighting #lost temple #phighting april fools #ask to tag ig?#overseer phighting #most of this info i got from the guy im theorizing with who played it like 6 times and took notes #subspace phighting #vine staff phighting

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topguncortez · 1 year

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Dog Fight Football - J. Seresin

pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x shy!wife warnings: a bit smutty, Jake can't keep his hands to himself word count: 1k Hangman Masterlist | Main Masterlist prompt request: “I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice”

Y/N had only ever watched the made up sport that was ‘Dog Fight Football’. The first time she had ever been witness to it, she was pregnant, and wasn’t really trying to get tackled by sweaty aviators. Now that she had had the beautiful little girl that was Ella Seresin, and somewhat back to her regular self, she was totally down for the game. Jake was excited, planning a whole beach day with the Dagger squad. Everyone had slowly started to move back to San Diego, where their permanent attachment was going to be located. Jake nor Y/N hadn’t seen a lot of the members since becoming a permanent squad.

Penny had agreed to watch the kids while Jake and Y/N relaxed with the team. She loved spending time with the little ones, and had become another name to the babysitting list. Amelia was also there, and Alex was bursting at the seams to build a sand castle with her.

“Y/N, you’re on my team!” Rooster called.

“What?! No! She’s my wife!” Jake called out as Y/N happily jogged over to Rooster’s side of the beach.

“That’s why she can’t be on your team! It’s cheating,” Rooster gave Y/N a high five as she ran over to his side, “Besides, I know she can distract you.”

Y/N nodded, and stripped off her t-shirt, leaving her just in her gym shorts and black bikini top. Jake groaned and rolled his eyes, pointing at his wife.

“Evil,” He said and Y/N just giggled.

“Alright, let’s play!” Maverick said, clapping his hands.

Jake and Rooster placed both of the footballs down on the line, getting face to face with each other. Y/N stood next to Rooster, lining up with Bob. When Hondo blew the whistle both of the men snapped the footballs up, and looked for their team mate. Y/N took off running to the otherside, as Bob chased after her. She was quick, and got around Bob easily, being wide open. Rooster threw the ball to her, and she caught it, only to be tackled by Coyote.

“Uh! Javy, you lug!” Y/N grunted as she hit the sand.

“Sorry, mama,” Javy said, offering her his hand.

“Y/N, you’re on the line,” Fanboy said and tossed her the ball, “Let’s see if you’re a better QB than Birdboy.”

Y/N squatted down in position with the ball, coming face to face with her husband. Jake grinned at her, his eyes shamelessly looking down at her breasts in her bikini top.

“Eyes up here, Seresin,” Y/N said.

“Can say that same to you, Seresin,” Jake said. Y/N bit her lip, she couldn’t help but admire her husband’s naked torso. He spent time on his body, working out every single day and eating right. Y/N could tell that his body had changed over the years, the once hard planes of his body had started to come a bit softer. He also was supporting chest hair that made him even more irresistible.

The team played for nearly an hour, finding themselves in a tie game. They decided that the next score would be the end of the game. When Hondo blew the whistle, Y/N snapped the ball up quickly. Her eyes looking around for a teammate to be open. Phoenix held her arms up to signal to Y/N, and she threw the ball to the pilot with ease.

“Run, Nix!” Y/N yelled to her friend. Phoenix didn’t dare look back as she crossed over the imaginary endzone line to score for their team, “Touchdown! In your face!” Y/N said to her husband.

“Oh yeah?” Jake smirked, and Y/N could see the gears turning in her head. She squealed and turned to run towards the Hard Deck, but Jake was quicker, grabbing her body in his strong arms and throwing her over his shoulder. She wiggled in his grip, pounding her hands on his back.

“Let me down, you oaf!” Y/N laughed.

“Nah! You called me an oaf!” Jake said, and playfully smacked her ass. Y/N giggled as he carried her towards the ocean, getting deep enough to toss her in. She let out a yelp as her body hit the cold water and Jake laughed.

“Jerkface,” Y/N said, coming up to him. Jake wrapped her in his arms and pulled her back flush to his chest. Her body was cold but was slowly warming thanks to Jake’s sunkissed body against hers.

“I love you,” Jake said, leaning his head into the crook of her neck, “And you look so sexy in this.” His hands skimmed the bottom of her bikini top, right under her breasts.

“Your friends are up the beach,” Y/N said.

“And?” Jake asked and pulled her hips back to meet his. Her eyes widened as she felt his hard-on against her ass. Y/N wiggled her hips against him and Jake groaned, “We could do it right here, just go a little farther out, I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice.”

Y/N tilted her head as Jake placed kisses on her neck, and lazily ran his hands up and down her body. The feeling of his lips on her skin had her mind blanking for a moment, before she realized where they were and what they were lacking.

“We can’t,” Y/N said and turned in his arms, “We have no condoms, and I am not sure I want to have three kiddos under the age of four.” Jake frowned and Y/N leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth, “Penny has our kids for the night so- JACOB!”

Jake put Y/N back on his shoulder and made his way back to where everyone was at. The squad had taken a break on the beach, drinking water and lemonade that Penny had brought down for them. Rooster was the first to notice they had come back from the water and called out to them.

“Where are you going?”

“To make another baby!” Jake said and Y/N lifted her head up and waved a Rooster as Jake carried her towards his truck.

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athanwritesthings · 3 months

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Fall Out || Fem!Reader x Damian Priest - Pt. 1

A/N: *snickers* all I had in brain was angst and with the ideas I got, it'll make perfect for this to be long and to have continuations. Expect another part or two in the next couple days after I get to requests. Have fun!

Word Count: 1,596

Summary: You've always been the one to cause issues, finding the solace in making your opponents and rivals second guess or become over-emotional. You tangle yourself into a rivalry with Rhea as your team feuded with the men of TJD, and in turn, always managing to find a way to get under their skin, especially Damian's. At least, you hoped you would... All (permanent) characters in Pt. 1: Grayson Waller, Randy Orton, Kevin Owens, Rhea Ripley, Dominik Mysterio, Finn Balor, Damian Priest.

It was another Monday Night Raw, another night listening to my teammates talk and bicker in my locker room as I pull my boots up, tying them as I listened to them. I sit up a few moments later, leaning my elbows on my knees, looking up to the three of them.

For as much as they bickered, they worked well together, even with them being extremely hotheaded and easy to anger. With this little bickering session, Grayson stood between Randy and Kevin as they argued, always acting as their mediator.

This was apparently their way of figuring out how we wanted to deal with the Judgement Day. As if we weren't equipped with the tools to do so already. Leaning back in my chair, I cross my arms, just listening to Randy and Kevin's arguments.

As much they fought about little things like this, you'd think I'd honestly find them annoying. That'd be quite the opposite. I found it comical, always having a smile broken out on my face as I'd watch on. I made it a thing to step in if it went way too long, of course, just so they'd divert their attention back to the match - and actually not waste energy on yelling each others head off.

After a few good minutes of listening to them, and Grayson shooting me a pleading look for help, I finally speak up. "Hey. We're not here to continuously fight or bicker with each other." Kevin goes to open his mouth again, but I tilt my head slightly from where I sat. He stopped before even starting, a small snort leaving Randy, who also quieted after seeing the look on my face.

Grayson, once the two other men hushed, looked to me, his brows furrowing slightly. "Ya gonna be out there with us at ringside, right?" I roll my eyes slightly, even though his tone was one of worry. Standing up, I walk over, my shoulder leaning into Randy's arm a bit. His arm snakes around my shoulders, my eyes staying on Grayson.

"I always am, aren't I?"

I could see the nerves that had Grayson in a vice grip, as all four of us stood in the gorilla. He had never been the type to be so nervous, always noted as the other, mostly, level headed member of the group. Kevin must've seen and registered this too, his hand giving Grayson a reassuring clap on the shoulder, a half smile pulling at the corner of his lips.

Randy's frame seemingly towered over me as he stood behind me, wrapping wrist tape around his wrists and hands. His gaze, after what felt like a good few minutes of drilling into the back of my head, looks to Grayson. "You'll be good. We're gonna be out there with you." Always blunt and to the point, Randy was.

A faint smile crossed Grayson's face nonetheless with the reassurance from us. The smile slowly fades for a split second as Kevin's theme goes first, hearing the crowds almost deafening cheers as soon as it hit, and he came out. Following suite a few seconds later, Grayson goes out with his theme, meeting Kevin at the stage.

You'd expect it not to be such a loud pop whenever Randy's theme would play, but the crowd always proved you wrong. At that point, with my first step out to the gaze of the crowd, I threw my gimmick on, a wide, yet sly smile on my face as I walked out with Randy. His fingers were intertwined with mine, before letting them go after a few seconds as I walked out in front of him a couple steps, him following me.

It didn't take me long to look away from the crowd around us as we made our way to the ring, my gaze connecting with Damian for a split second, before sliding over to Rhea, who stood in ring with the three other members of Judgement Day. One would think she'd kill with the looks she doled out to others.

I lift my hand, waving with my fingers to her, and partially to Damian, Finn and Dominik's eyes fixated on the other three in my group. Damian's jaw was set, an almost permanent seeming scowl on his face, ever since we walked out.

His shoulders rolled back, ripping his eyes from me as Randy let me up the stairs first, Kevin following suite behind him, Grayson electing a different way up, pulling himself to stand up on the ringside.

A little laugh leaves my closed lips, ropes opened for me by Randy. Damian's eyes didn't dare look back at me again, my mission seemingly being effective up to this point in time. Getting under Rhea, Damian, Finn and Dominik's skin, had been a total success so far.

Perhaps my mission had been more than a total success. With the ref not looking, and with Randy and Kevin off the apron and on the ground after Dom and Finn attacked them as Damian went for his finisher to reach the matches end, I pulled Damian off Grayson, canceling the pin just as the ref went for the three count. A grin, and a laugh as a look of complete surprise and anger crossed his face. "What the fuck?" Was all that he let out, his voice an angered yell.

Rhea, just as she looked at the crowd, a smile on her face as she counted along, had missed me pulling Damian off. I wave, once again, my fingers at him, an innocent smile on my face. That had been wiped off my face quick, seeing him move quick as he slid out of the ring fully, fully deciding to chase me then.

A look of fear flashed in my eyes as I took the initiative to run, making sure to run towards where Randy and Kevin were.

As soon I passed Randy, who was already standing up, his body blocked Damian from passing him. "Touch her, and you're dead." When I heard this, I knew it was safe to stop and turn. I laugh lightly, a grin on my face once again.

"Oh, so sorry about that! I didn't mean to do that." My grin still on my face, as I watch Damian, scoffing, his gaze on me for a few seconds. With my eyes on him, I kneel to Kevin, who's sitting up now, on his way to standing. "Get Dom and Finn dealt with, you two."

Randy, looking to Kevin when he called his name, easily registered the look on Kevin's face, as Damian turned to get in the ring before getting counted out. Grayson, on the opposing side of the ring, watched, as he leaned against the middle rope, on one knee.

All it took was Damian to look at me one last time when he got into the ring, then seeing his team taken down from ringside, and Grayson capitalizing on the distraction, hitting Damian with the Rolling Thunder Stunner, and getting the one… two… three count!

Rhea, who was already screaming her head off at Damian, stared in complete shock, with her hands almost resting on her head, before she stuck her hands out at the ref. Grayson, rolling out of the ring, had a huge smile on his face. I ran up, Kevin and Randy following, all three of us smiling. Grayson's arm rested around my shoulders, one of my hands resting on his back, as we walked backwards, the crowd cheering loudly.

Back in my locker room, I packed my duffel bag, my face slack and not full of any emotion, except showing off how tired I had been. I was ready to go to the hotel room. Rest assured, I was due to see someone from TJD as soon as I walked out, all before Randy got back from his locker room.

Sure enough, with my luck, when I opened my locker room door, Rhea and Damian stood a few feet away from me, Damian's arms crossed over his chest, Rhea's hands in her pockets. "Finally coming out of her cave, hm?" Was all I was greeted with from Rhea first.

I snort, as I look the both of them over. "Upset about your match results? Didn't like the taste of your own medicine?" Damian's arms drop as he walks over, his 6 ft 5 in height towering over me like Randy. Yet there was a different feeling to him than Randy. Maybe it was the aura or vibe he gave off.

Damian's eyes trailed me up and down with an unhappy look, crossing my own arms as I leaned back slightly. "You are meddling with the wrong people, chica. If I were you, I'd call my guard dogs off before it becomes a huge regret of yours down the line." His voice was gruff, yet the look in his eyes didn't match up with how he sounded.

"Matter of fact... Next Monday. I'll bury you so far into the ground, perhaps they will back off." Rhea states as she steps up too, an unbelieving laugh leaving my closed lips as I looked at them with an incredulous glint to my eyes.

I didn't think much of it. I never really did. As long as they were boiling because of me... that was all that truly mattered to me in the first place. I watch them leave with one last look, before I go off to find Randy, Grayson and Kevin.

I never told them about the interaction between Rhea, Damian and I...

(to be continued...)

#wwe #wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #wwe x y/n #rhea ripley #dominik mysterio #finn balor #damian priest #randy orton #kevin owens #grayson waller #fem!reader

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chahnniesroom · 9 months

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tenderness | chapter 5: a little too much

[noun] /ˈtendərnəs/

1. the quality of being gentle, kind, or loving

2. the feeling of pain, aching, or soreness

pairing: bang chan x female reader

summary: in a world where soulmates are rare and precious, you don’t know why the universe has decided to give you one. you never could have imagined that they would be an idol, and one that you worked with at that, or the challenges that would arise from your bond.

chapter word count: 3.4k

chapter warnings: arguing

a/n: just wanted to say thank you so much to everyone who has liked, commented, and reblogged tenderness! i appreciate every interaction so so much!

also, happy stay day!!

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As preparations for the tour ramp up, so does the amount of time you spend working.

You’re still doing double time, assisting with schedules while staying up late at our desk to reply to emails and finalise details for the tour. You resort to alternating between sipping on tea and energy drinks to help you stay awake long enough to finish all your work. Even though you don’t like the way they make you feel, jittery and sometimes nauseous, it’s the only way that you’re able to meet your deadlines. Everyone on your team is feeling stressed these days and not even the snacks that the company sometimes provides are enough to bring a smile to people’s faces.

The only person that consistently stays later than you is Chan. He has practically become a permanent fixture in his studio and you’re starting to just barely meet the minimum recommended Charging times. It’s not bad enough that you’re concerned, you just watch what you’re eating and make sure that you’re getting enough calories to keep your energy levels up.

You keep a more careful eye on Chan’s diet too, although you don’t interfere because you know he has his own goals for the condition of his body. You make sure that the snacks and drinks he likes are always provided during schedules, that there’s always food available to eat in his studio, and bring dinner to him more often than not.

The two of you are on good terms, even if you don’t have a chance to hang out as often doing anything other than working or eating. In fact, you’re probably closer than you were before. Chan doesn’t treat you any differently, but there was a deeper understanding that was shared between the two of you.

You’re relieved that after so many nights you spent worrying about Chuseok, you no longer felt like you were hiding something from him. There’s an unspoken agreement not to bring up anything about your eomoni’s treatment of you. You don’t think that you’ll ever see eye-to-eye on the subject, but you had expected that. You know how bad your relationship looks from an outsider’s perspective, but to you it’s complicated in a way that you don’t know how to put into words.

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The first concerts for the tour were held in Seoul, so you didn’t think that you’d be as heavily involved. You’re honestly not too sure what to expect from your first time helping out backstage, but you never could have imagined the chaos.

During the first night, everyone was relieved that things went relatively smoothly onstage, but there were a lot of small problems that had to be resolved on the fly and need to be relooked at again. It means that, although the audience and the members had a great time, all the staff were exhausted by the end of the concert. You spent most of the time running back and forth basically as a stagehand, as it was too short notice for you to explain fixes for many of the issues that came up and easier for you to just do it yourself. You hadn’t realised how involved you were in the run of show, but over the months you had become familiar enough with all the little details that to be busy all night.

Cleaning up was another beast. Everything had to be packed away after each concert, but it seems like all the equipment has multiplied and there aren’t nearly enough containers to put them into. With all the troubleshooting, things weren't where you thought they would be or had been modified and could no longer be stored the way they were previously. It felt like a more intricate game of jenga with costumes, accessories, and equipment that were thousands of dollars.

Debrief was at least a chance for a physical break, but it’s another hour of discussion with your team on what could have been improved and what went well before you’re allowed to go home. You fell asleep in the car ride and Eunsung has to shake you awake when he drops you off in front of the dorms. You’re severely tempted to close your eyes during the elevator ride, but force yourself to stay conscious. You barely make out a greeting to the members, before collapsing on the couch, grateful to finally be sitting.

At least they’re all in an infectiously good mood, even if a few of them had cried from all the emotions during the encore. Their boost of energy cheers you up a bit and after a bit of time resting, you’re happy to join them for a very late meal. They eagerly recount everything that happened during the concert and talk over each other trying to share funny stories of mishaps or entertaining things they noticed in the crowd.

As tiring as it was for you, you think that it’s all worth it. It’s been a while since you’ve seen the members so excited, and as you were exiting the arena, there were a number of Stays that you had encountered, all of them equally as thrilled.

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Working in the office is reprieve from the craziness of the concerts. The second show was fairly similar to the first, but a bit smoother and with that it was more fun. You knew better what to expect and found yourself enjoying the chaos instead of getting swept away. But even though you enjoyed the experience overall and are still looking forward to the rest of the tour, you now have a better appreciation for the quiet. You're definitely relieved that the initial tour planning gave a bit of time between the Seoul, Japan, and international concerts.

The next month before you have to leave for Japan is critical, not just for you but also the members. It feels like you barely see any of them outside of the company anymore. Even though they've just had a comeback recently, they're already preparing songs for the next one and juggling that with attending brand events, doing solo interviews, and photoshoots for magazines.

Chan has never complained about any of it, but you know that their growing popularity means more pressure and that's taking a toll on all of them. 3Racha spend hours going back and forth perfecting portions of songs before sending them for approval, more members try to get involved in songwriting, and everyone devotes their free time to vocal lessons, dance practice, and working out.

You know that they've been offered more days off, but were adamant to keep the schedules as tightly packed as possible. You're proud of them and understand why they've chosen this, but you're also concerned. The only thing you can do is support them and cheer them on, knowing that doing your job well will help them do their job.

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It's just before 12:30 in the morning when you finally decide to save everything and turn off your computer. Although you're used to the long days and late nights, an early morning schedule means that you have to be back at the JYP building by at least 6 am to prepare, an hour earlier than the call time for the boys. You quickly pack your bag and make your way down to Chan's studio, where he's doubtlessly still working.

Sure enough, when you knock on his door and gently ease it open, Chan has his headphones on and barely nods a greeting before focusing back on his laptop. Knowing that your presence is enough of a signal for him to get ready to leave, you flop down onto his couch and pull up your thread of texts with one of the company drivers.

You feel guilty but the recent cold weather and ever present threat of sasaengs camping outside of the building mean that he's used to all the late night requests. A fan had recently cornered Chan as he had left one day and had later posted about their encounter, leading to an increasing number of people loitering around the main exit, hoping for a glimpse of any of the members. Although there hadn’t really been any issues, it was enough that the JYPE had sent out a company-wide email about being more vigilant on keeping track of who is walking in and out of the building, as well as more security for the time being.

[12:32 am - sent]

Sorry, Chan-ssi and I will need a ride back to the dorms soon!

[12:34 am - received]

K. Just let me know when you're ready and I will pick you up.

[12:34 am - sent]

Thanks! You're the best! I'll let you know when we're about to head down.

Satisfied, you switch to one of your guilty pleasures, scrolling through Twitter.

Your first account had been created before you worked at JYP and was used to keep up with some of your friends. You had made your second account when you started working with Xdinary Heroes as a show of support and also to get more insight on the fans to better cater to them. Now, that account and the newest one you had for Stray Kids were purely for fun. Sure, it was sometimes useful for work to see what piqued interest the most and what people were complaining about, but you mostly wanted to see people's reactions to content, it saved you money from subscribing to Bubble, and you could bookmark fanart that you thought the members might like to see.

You didn't post much and if you did, made sure nobody would be able to deduce that you were part of the staff. Your profile was generic and you followed a mix of Korean, English, and Japanese accounts, as well as some of the popular translation ones.

Everyone was excited for the upcoming Japan tour dates, especially after the recent Seoul concerts. The preview for the Japanese merch had just been released today so it dominated your timeline. Even though you haven't been on in a few days, you're glad to see there's still a lot of posts from the concert and that so many people, regardless of whether they were able to attend, enjoyed the show.

Technically you had been there and there were a few screens scattered around that were streaming what was happening on stage, but all the staff were so busy that you had only been able to catch a few glimpses of the performances. Based on your conversations with other managers and coordis, it would continue similarly for the next few concerts as new issues arose and would have to be solved on the spot. You were hoping that you'd have a chance to be part of the crowd for at least one night sometime this tour.

After scrolling for about 15 minutes, you lower your phone a little bit to peek and see what Chan's doing. He’s still working on a song and doesn’t look close to stopping. You frown, usually he’s pretty good about wrapping up his work shortly after you arrive.

“Channie-oppa,” you call, keeping your tone light. “Are you almost done?”

“Yup,” he says absentmindedly, not even pausing in the work that he’s doing. You stare at him for a moment, but give him the benefit of the doubt. You know there’s more pressure on him than usual, there’s looming deadlines for their next album and limited time to do everything with preparations for the rest of the concerts. Even if it means sacrificing a little bit of energy, you don’t mind giving him some extra time.

After you notice 15 more minutes have passed, you bite your lip, not wanting to interrupt again, but also wanting to get home to rest and Charge for as long as possible. With a press junket scheduled to start early in the morning and continue for most of the day, you know that Chan has a long day ahead of him, and that yours was going to be even longer since you had to arrive before the members to help set up everything.

It’s when the driver you had contacted sends you a text asking for an estimate on when you want to be picked up, that you decide to speak up.

“Hey, how much longer do you think you’ll be?”

“You can go home first,” Chan says instead of answering your question.

"Tomorrow your schedule starts-" you start to explain, but get cut off.

"I know," Chan says, sounding annoyed. He finally turns around to face you and tugs his headphones off roughly. "But this is important, I need to finish as much as I can right now, okay?"

"I’m saying this for your benefit. You'll be able to work better after you rest. I think it would be good if you took a break tonight."

"I'm good now!” he snaps. “I'm really good now. I was also good when you were not here. When you weren’t my soulmate. I worked as much as I wanted. I did things I liked. Even without you, I was fine every day."

"I- '' You swallow hard and look down, biting the inside of your cheek hard. Without anything for your hands to do, your fingers find a hangnail on your thumb and pick at it. "I just want to help you."

"Thanks, I don't need it,” he says, exasperated. “You really don't have to do these things for me. I can order my own dinner. I can choose when I want to work and when I want to stop. If I need to check my calendar, I can look it up by myself. You aren't family. You aren't my girlfriend. Yes, you’re a manager for Stray Kids. Yes, you're my soulmate, but you don't have to…. try to do everything, you know? It’s enough for you to just live your own life and do your job as a manager, but you don’t have to do anything extra.”

You make a small noise of acknowledgement, but the sound comes out with difficulty. Your throat is tight and aching while your nose is starting to stuff up, making it harder to breathe normally. You blink rapidly to keep your vision clear, eyes stinging. You know crying won’t do anything to change the situation except maybe make it worse, but you can’t help it. You’re almost glad when Chan continues on without waiting for a reply, as you don’t think you’d be able to say anything if he wanted you to.

“I know you think you know what this industry is like after 3 years, but you don’t. I was a trainee for 7 years, I’ve been an idol for longer than you've worked here. I know better than anyone what my limits are. You've told me how controlled you felt when you used to live at home, but sometimes I can’t help but think that some of your eomoni’s methods have rubbed off on you. I don't need someone constantly nagging me about this and that. I don’t need you bringing me food just because you think I need it. I don’t need you reminding me about schedules. I don't need you sitting around my studio trying to get me to go home when I'm not finished with my work. And I definitely don’t need or want you telling me when I should be taking a break, resting, not working, sleeping, all of that. Please, please, can’t you just leave me alone?”

“I’m sorry.” Your voice sounds wet and thick and cracks in the middle of your words. Not knowing what else to do, you bow in apology and are grateful that your face is hidden when you realise that the tears that have gathered at the corners of your eyes have finally fallen. You wipe them hurriedly, feeling mortified, but Chan hasn’t even noticed, already turned towards his laptop and with his headphones back in place. Even though he can’t hear you, you still say, “I’ll just go ho- back to the dorm now.”

As expected, he doesn't reply.

You must have subconsciously backed up when Chan's tone had risen, because you were now only a couple steps away from the exit, making your retreat easier. You close the door behind you as quietly as possible and beeline to the bathroom.

The harsh glare of the fluorescent lights hurt your eyes and exaggerate the redness of your face when you stand at the sink and stare at yourself. Where the skin was worried away on your thumb, there are now smudged beads of blood that you wash away. You splash your face with water to wipe away your tears, then press a soaked paper towel against your eyes to try to cool down the swollen skin there. When you look at yourself in the mirror, you almost laugh at the pitiful expression that stares back at you. It reminds you of all the times you did this when you were younger after conversations with your eomoni, meticulously applying make-up to hide any signs of weakness. You had gotten better over the years, at cleaning yourself up carefully and preventing yourself from crying in the first place.

After blowing your nose, you leave and head toward the building’s lobby. You don’t think that you can face anybody else tonight, so you text the company driver again, telling him that you’re getting a ride with someone else but that Chan would probably still need to get a ride home a bit later. You don't wait for confirmation before locking your phone and dropping it into your bag.

For once, you’re grateful for the cool air as you step outside the doors, the usually biting winds feel refreshing against your hot skin. At this time of night, there aren’t many people around, which means nobody pays attention as you start walking towards the dorms.

You take deep breaths to try and calm yourself down, pressing your cold hands against your cheeks which are still flushed with emotion.

You feel humiliated. Had you really come across as that desperate and overbearing in your interactions with Chan?

One of your eomoni’s favourite ‘reminders’ to you growing up was that you were too much.

You were too emotional, too dramatic, too sensitive. You spent too much time daydreaming, imagining a future for yourself that would never happen. You were too open with people, too trusting.

People don’t want that, she would say. They want you to be polite and quiet. You can have opinions, just keep them to yourself. You spend too much time doing whatever you want and not enough time listening to what people are telling you to do. You're expected to be obedient. Don't overstep.

It hurt to know that maybe there was truth in her words. It was clear now that you had done more than overstep.

Chan had sounded stressed, angry, and his tone had been cold, much sharper than you had ever heard before. He had been cruel, even. But what had caught you off guard the most was the deep-rooted frustration that you had heard. It meant that this likely wasn't the first time that he had thought these things, it was just the first time he had shared them with you. It was a wound that had been festering and he was just now exposing it for you to see.

You hate that you had caused that.

You also couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by your display of emotions in Chan’s studio. You hoped that he hadn’t noticed, but found it hard to believe that he couldn’t tell your voice was more choked up than usual. You used to pride yourself in having full control of your emotions, but had found yourself caught off guard so many times since you had met your soulmate.

You had become too soft-hearted and you hate that too.

Mechanically, you let yourself into the dorms and complete your nighttime routine as quietly as possible. All the other members are home, but their doors are closed and lights are off. Exhausted and emotionally drained, you curl up on your side of the bed and close your eyes, willing yourself to fall asleep quickly.

The wound on your thumb stings.

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“One bed!?"

Kagami Taiga x Manager!Reader

(Saw a list of generic romance tropes and couldn’t help myself)

cw: sfw, fluff + comedy (except i’m not funny), timeskip match predictions, kagami being an awkward giant, the one bed trope, aged up (kagami and reader are both 18 after the interhigh), manga ending (kagami stays in japan in the manga, unlike the movie)

The last two years were, a lot to say the least. Not only had the Vorpal Swords taken off shortly after the match against Jabberwock, but with the permanent addition of Kagetora as manager of the Seirin basketball team, Kagami had a lot on his plate.

It was difficult when the second, or should I say third, years graduated. The reliance and foundation built between them was one not easily replaced. Additionally, despite the newfound popularity of the team, it stayed relatively small. Inevitably, this led to Seirin’s defeat in the Interhigh.

With the Winter Cup in sight, he really just wanted to feel that glory again, winning with his old Serin teammates.

And he did, thanks to your help. As a younger friend of Riko, you had asked to be the manager for Seirin after hearing of their loss in the Interhigh, and given your friendship with their old coach, the team was in no position to refuse your offer.

And upon seeing the results that your suggestions produced, they were ready to keep you by any means possible.

By the time the Winter Cup came around, it was as if Seirin was a new team entirely; their coordination and plays were extremely effective against teams of any caliber, and the bonds between the members ensured their success.

It was also because of this display that Kagami found himself becoming increasingly drawn to you, for reasons made clear to him by Kuroko.

"You like her don't you?"

"WHAT? I DO NOT- i do."

"Yeah, I thought so."

And so the saga began. Kagami would start to grow more and more awkward around you. This caused a bit of a problem, as you began to think that he was getting sidetracked, and as the most powerful player on the team, causing the other players efforts to go to waste slightly.

It only got worse when you took him to the side to speak with him alone, and expressed your concern for his lack of concentration. He just stuttered and wasn't sure how to respond.

"Kagami, I seriously need you to listen to me..."

"I-i understand...I'll do m-my best for you and the team."

Out of nowhere, you hugged him tightly, which caught him completely off guard.

"I'm glad you understand..."

After practice that day, Kagami felt so light.

The night before the final against Rakuzan, the team, thanks to the school's newly increased budget (and a little pocket change from Riko), decided to stay at a nearby hotel with a gym so that they could get some morning training in before the big game.

However, upon arrival at the front desk, you ran into a problem.

"B-but I swear I booked 7 rooms..."

"I'm sorry, but there are only 6 listed here..."

You sigh.

"Are there any rooms available?"

"Yes, however there is only one bed opposed to the three in the other 6."

"...it's fine, i'll take it, sorry for the trouble, and thank you."

You walk over to the lobby, where the other members are waiting to get into their rooms.

"What took so long? Was there a problem with our rooms?" Kuroko asks.

"There was actually...so one of you will have to stay with me in a different roo-"

"Kagami will do it."

"K-Kuroko! Don't just say that!" Kagami whisper-yells, face turning redder each word.

The other members shrug in agreement, wanting to be in their own shared rooms to be able to freely discuss whatever they wanted without the eyes of their manager watching over them.

Kagami learns pretty quickly that trying to fight is useless. It's adorable, you think to yourself. The team heads up to their block of rooms, while you and Kagami take a different route to your room.

It looks like you forgot to tell him one detail though...

"One bed!?"

"Yeah, I hope that's okay... Unless any of the other guys let you sleep with them in their beds, we have to share."

Before you can even utter another word, Kagami is zooming across the hotel to the other players' rooms, knocking on each door.

Unfortunately for Kagami, with his size comes consequences. None of the other players wanted to share their already small beds with the biggest player on their team, even Kuroko.

"Y/N is smaller than me, sharing a bed should be no issue for the two of you." Kuroko states.

Kagami just lies on the floor, burying his red face in his hands.

"gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

A knock on the door is heard by the others, and they open the door.

"Hey, have you guys seen Kaga- oh, there he is."

At the sound of your voice, Kagami springs up, wiping the dust and lint off of himself.

"Y-Y/N! I-i..."

Knowing that letting him resist and even just speak anymore would result in Kagami most likely passing out, Kuroko says,

"Kagami was just about to go back to your room, he just needed to borrow some deodorant. He's forgetful like that."

Kagami shoots Kuroko a death-glare, in a way that screams "Are you my wingman or what!?"

You nod in acknowledgement and turn to Kagami, smiling "That's okay, just get back soon!"

The moment you leave,

"Ow-ow-ow...what was that for...?" says Kuroko, Kagami's hands digging into his shoulders.

Kagami just stares at him with desperate eyes.

"Come on Kuroko...let me stay with you..."

"That's perfect, say that to Y/N and you guys will be dating in no time."

"...You're the worst..."

You lay on the bed, sprawled out, tapping through all of the outdated TV channels logged into the hotel's TV. (a/n needed to add this to rant: WHY ARE ALL HOTEL ROOM TV CHANNELS OLD AND PIXELATED IT DRIVES ME INSANE)

"...G-got any room for me...?"

You spring up in shock, and notice Kagami standing at the door, blushing like mad, avoiding eye contact.

You roll to the side and pat the other half meant for Kagami.

"I guess the others didn't let you sleep in their beds."

"...y-yeah..." Kagami squeaks, as he feels your shoulder touch his.

You, of course, are not oblivious to his feelings. It was bugging you that Kagami seemingly avoided you whenever you tried to talk to him, but the rosy cheeks and unintentional voice cracks whenever he'd try to talk to you.

May as well see where this goes...

You intentionally brush your thigh up against his under the guise of reaching for the remote on the other side.

"...ah..."

You giggle, noticing his tiny sounds. It's truly unbelievable that such a big player's demeanour can be reduced to a mouse's under the right circumstances.

"Hm? What's wrong?" you ask, though, you know exactly what you're doing to him.

"..."

You decide to let it go, especially since Kagami looks like he'd explode if you pestered him any longer.

As the time passes, you decide to ask Kagami, "Are you ready to sleep now?"

He was trying his best until this point, he was. But the thing he'd been...dreading? Anticipating? Whatever it was, he was not prepared.

The moment you switch off the lights, you're met with Kagami's arms hugging you tightly.

"K-Kagami what-"

"...please..."

It's warm. His embrace makes you feel safe. You decide not to speak again, and instead, you both fall asleep, comforted by each other's warmth.

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sorry this is out so late LOL

#kuroko no basket #kurokos basketball #kuroko tetsuya #kagami taiga #kagami x reader #knb x reader #knb fluff #kuroko no basuke #kurobas

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sixeyescurseuser · 2 months

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Thinking about a Spy AU where Geto retired to pursue a normal life, leaving everything he knew behind, including his closest partner-in-crime, Gojo.

Satosugu always kept their relationship on the down low but everyone knew they were more than best friends. But being a spy took a lot of sacrifices. It was a lifestyle riddled with constant danger, and did not guarantee longevity nor personal fulfillment.

After Geto made the permanent decision to leave, Gojo kept in contact with him via secretive methods such as burner phones, documents disguised as ads, etc. Gojo himself had worked to become the leader of his team, consisting of their original team members plus a few new members.

Though he missed Suguru and thought about him every day, Gojo never wanted to jeopardize the delicate life Geto has turned to.

It isn’t until a critically important mission comes up that Gojo goes to seek Geto again after years of no contact. Gojo simply didn't trust anyone else.

One day, Geto returns home and notices someone has broken in. He avoids entering through the front door, choosing to sneak in through the bathroom window instead.

No lights are on in the house. Geto just spots a vague silhouette of the person looking through his bookshelf and at the pictures on his walls.

Geto, quick on his feet, quickly tackles the unsuspecting intruder.

The culprit lets out an “OOF!!” and the two go tumbling to the ground.

Geto groans.

He recognizes that voice. Also the long legs that get tangled with his, and the familiar shape of Gojo’s body against his.

(Gojo let Geto tackle him for funsies, of course!)

After nearly giving Geto a heart attack, Gojo unloads story after story about his adventures to catch his (ex?) lover up. Geto listens while brewing himself tea and scrounging together leftovers to feed this menace.

Gojo pauses his storytelling and sneaks behind Geto to hug him from behind.

“Satoru?”

Gojo rests his cheek against Geto’s head.

“I missed you,” Gojo confesses.

Geto smiles.

“I missed you too, Satoru. I always do.”

Gojo exhales shakily at that. He squeezes Geto’s waist tighter, not that Geto minds.

“I didn’t just come here to visit, though I wish I could,” Gojo confesses, a bit guilty. “I have a favor to ask. And you can say no, of course. It’s- it’s a pretty big favor. But I don’t trust anyone else.”

Geto stops chopping the vegetables entirely.

“I already told Yaga no. Several times,” Geto states. Gojo nods from his position, anxiety gnawing at his heart.

Suddenly, Geto turns around. Their faces are so close, noses almost touching.

Geto searches Gojo’s face with furrowed eyebrows. Or maybe he’s finally taking in Gojo’s features in the light, having been separated for eight years now.

Then, Geto’s eyes immediately soften.

“But if you ask, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything for you, Satoru.”

Gojo wears a pained expression.

Geto cups his cheeks in hopes of soothing that pain.

“You don’t even know what I’m about to ask,” Gojo whispers.

“That doesn’t matter,” Geto says, smiling. “Satoru, has it really been so long that you have forgotten?”

Geto leans forward to brush their lips together.

“I can never say no to you.”

***

Geto would be lying if he said he never saw himself meeting his end on a mission. And nothing has changed in that he would still do anything for Gojo.

So Geto comes out of retirement.

(And back into Gojo’s arms. They were finally back together!)

There’s new recruits that require training in order to prepare for their important mission. The students learn that Geto had been living a normal life previous to coming back…

Nobara: “So did you have a wife and kids that you left behind?”

Geto: “Oh that’s not- you can’t ask tha-“

Gojo, butting in: “Yeah, yeah, tell us!”

Geto shoots Gojo the stink-eye.

Geto: “No wife or kids, thank you very much. Now if you’re all done prying into my personal life, I will be taking my leave.”

Geto walks away and Gojo stares at his ass.

Megumi, cursed with the gift of being too observant, thinks, “Oh god, how to unsee??”

Megumi is actually very curious about Geto and tries to find out more about him. Gojo-sensei and Shoko only reveal so much…

Like Megumi, Geto also possesses the inane gift of catching the smallest details, so he notices how much Megumi stares at him, how piercing his gaze becomes when it’s directed at him.

The kid thinks he’s so smooth.

The younglings are quite behind in physical combat, and since Geto is particularly skilled in martial arts, he often helps out with their physical training.

Oftentimes, he actually goes up against the kiddos.

Megumi is the last one to go, Nobara and Yuji having tried their best to hold their ground but ultimately yielding to Geto. The other two cheer him on. Megumi narrows his eyes and gives it his all.

Geto is so quick and powerful with his movements. Also very swift. He ends up backing Megumi into the very edge of the training platform-

And when Megumi tries to hop back, his foot gives way to a weak spot on the floor.

Geto easily pins him after that.

Megumi breathes harshly as Geto stands up and offers a hand, which Megumi hesitantly takes. Geto frowns.

“I had wondered if that dead spot was still there. I’ll tell Yaga. It should’ve been fixed ages ago,” he murmurs. Megumi’s eyes widen at that.

“You tricked me?”

Geto smiles, half-apologetic and half-gleeful.

“Not exactly. Just testing a hypothesis. Lord knows how many times Satoru did the same thing to me.”

Out of the three students, Yuuji would be the closest to win against Geto. He’s somewhat of a prodigy in martial arts, so give him a few months and Geto is actually paying attention to him when they spar.

He makes Geto break a sweat once in a while.

Meanwhile, Megumi is very good at using the space around him in his favor, but he still has a lot to learn in terms of balancing instinct and strategy.

Nobara has elegant and quick movements, sometimes too quick, which makes her lose balance. She’s training to gain muscle and be able to pull off those kinds of movements by anchoring herself with confidence.

Geto finds out that Gojo’s instruction is super intense too.

Yuji: “Once, Gojo-sensei and I sparred for so long, we completely skipped dinner!” 🤣

Geto: 💀💀

Gojo leaves the training to Geto most days because he’s in the middle of his own solo missions. Every night, it’s like heaven returning to his room to see Geto already in his bed, reading a book or listening to music.

It’s the best welcome home Gojo could possibly ask for. Gojo is beyond ready to jump into bed and cuddle up with Geto except-

Geto holds a hand up.

“Inside clothes.”

Gojo tears his clothes off with a dramatic growl, leaving his underwear on and then leaps into the bed. Geto laughs as he bookmarks then places his book on the nightstand.

He turns back to see Gojo looking at him with a razor-sharp smile.

Gojo: “You really know how to get me going, don’t you?”

Geto: “Excuse me??”

Suddenly, Geto has a lapful of Gojo. They don't get around to sleeping anytime soon...

Nowadays, Gojo walks around with noticeable marks on his neck and his students are like ??? He’s never expressed interest in anyone before, but now he seems to have a consistent lover(s)?

Scandalous Gojo-sensei!

Satosugu find their own time to spar with each other. They’re dressed in blank tanks; Geto has his signature flowy pants, and Gojo also now has flowy pants, but in white.

Geto: “Copying my look now, I see. I knew you always admired my style more than you let on, Satoru.”

The first to three pins wins. It feels like their fight goes on forever. Gojo still plays dirty by tugging Geto’s hair band out, making Geto’s hair fly free.

Since he’s been more active, Gojo pins Geto down for the third time, a triumphant grin on his face.

He sits on top of Geto and asks “What’s my reward?”

Geto: “Reward? What reward? Fool.”

Gojo: “I beat you, therefore, I deserve a reward.”

Geto: “I- no. And get off of me!”

Geto pokes Gojo’s sides. Gojo squawks and pokes Geto back.

Shoko walks in and sees them tickling each other, and she smiles.

Some things never change.

(Geto rewards Gojo with his favorite brand of ice cream. And more kisses!)

***

w/ @no-one-says-hi

#jjk #satosugu #geto suguru #gojo satoru #satosugu au #spy au #goge #satosugu fanfic #satosugu fluff

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continous-mistakes · 1 year

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First Fic: Thank You for the Topic of My Next Therapy Session

Crossposted on ao3 Leave a comment if ya like it or have ideas!

Inspiration: BioDad!BruceWayne

Chapter 1 of 4

Marinette has not been having the best few weeks lately. Akuma Attacks are becoming more frequent and violent, Luka has just been turned into an Akuma (again), and she is having to deal with a life-changing revelation (also again!?) that she should have been ignorant of for the next few years! But no. Her Ladybug luck just had to be with her as she opened her mother’s important documents drawer while in search of something significantly less important than what she did find! Her Maman only asked her to find her pearls, but what Marinette found were lies and significant emotional damage.

That happened weeks ago. She refuses to acknowledge it, so Sabine has no idea that Marinette knows, and honestly? Marinette would like to keep it that way. For as long as possible. Which might not be very long at all with the way this day is shaping up.

Luka Couffaine, an amazing boy who Marinette genuinely cares about and trusts as a friend and permanent member of Team Miraculous, has been akumatized into Truth (AGAIN! Can Hawkmoth be original? For once?) because she refuses to admit to being stressed and yes she was fine, Luka. There is no need to be worried. Now, he is gunning to expose her secrets. Starting with her classmates who are with them on the Liberty.

“What is Marinette’s biggest secret?” Truth demands, enforced by the magic eye-thing strapped to his back. Hawkmoth’s really pushing it with these Akuma designs lately. Like, the black with the blue assented suit is nice and the glowing three eyes are a cool touch. What Marinette draws the line at is the frEAKING HUGE HUMAN EYE THAT IS HANGING JUST BEHIND HIS HEAD. Safe to say, she is not impressed.

“Marinette has a crush on Adrien!” Each student yelled when hit by a beam of white-colored light. Right, the Akuma is trying to find her secrets and should be taken down without getting hit. She can do that. Also, this is exactly why she will not be sharing Ladybug's identity with you, Alya. Just because you are part of the Underground does not mean you are privy to all of the secrets.

“Everybody knows that! That’s not a secret!” Wow. Like... ow. Truth is just being mean at this point. Marinette can keep a secret! She has been Ladybug, Multimouse, and the Guardian for years with nobody finding out her civilian identity unless given permission. ALSO! She can confidently say that she has gotten over her crush on Adrien Agreste. Was it hard? Yes. Will Marinette always have a soft spot for the boy who was also her partner in cri- heroism? Absolutely. Did she realistically have time between being Ladybug, running the Underground as Multimouse, going to school, completing commissions as MDC, and helping her parents in the pâtisserie for a crush? No, she did not. The stress of doing so was actually the main motivator to let the crush go (unknowingly advised by said crush before the reveal).

Though it is a bit freeing to know that she now blushes, not from the reveal of her once crush on Adrien, but because everyone still believes she hasn't worked past it. Which... wow, that really says something. Something that Marinette will put on her "deal with later" list.

Oh no, Truth is looking at her. He must have heard her sigh. Fuck

“Ladybug, tell me your biggest secret!” he demands. If she was just a bit faster in hitting the deck, she wouldn’t have been hit on her right foot. was touched by the compelling laser. Double Fuck.

The distinct purple moth mask appears over the face of Truth. Hawkmoth was watching, the psychotic bastard. Marinette has run out of fucks to give. Three is too many.

“M’lady!” yells her partner, Chat Noir. He must have seen her get hit because he began to run at her, unbuckling his belt. Thank all that is good, for she had the same thought as Chat to use the belt as a gage. The problem with that idea is that it is assuming that he can get it to her before she spills any secrets. You know what they say, assume makes an ass out of u-and me.

Marinette could tell from the sudden tension on the boat that everyone on that boat, Hawkmoth, and the thousands of people watching on the live stream Alya's blog was hosting were waiting for the admission of her civilian identity. It was what made Chat Noir run faster. What made the students (and Hawkmoth) hold their breath. It was not, however, what was causing Marinette to go through three panic attacks at the same time. No, that went to the knowledge that written on her birth certificate, in the space that was for the name of the birth father, was Bruce FREAKING Wayne. Also, the adoption papers claim her as Tom Dupain’s daughter.

Her birth father wasn't the man who raised her! The man that she has grown up loving and hugging and bonding over video games with wasn’t her blood. The man who was her blood didn’t want her. And she knows this because she found no divorce or marriage certificates between her mother and Bruce Wayne: meaning he got her mother pregnant in a one-night stand or broke up with her as soon as he found out she was pregnant!

Then he went and adopted Richard Greyson only a few months after she was born, making her self-confidence dive off the Eiffel Tower! The emotional weight just got heavier as she researched, and Instagram/Twitter stocked her would-be-siblings in the weeks since she found out. They looked so happy and comfortable! Happiness she could have been a part of if she had reached some type of criteria her father had that the others did. Marinette is sure that she would get along super well with them, yet she couldn't be claimed as their sister when Bruce had so easily thrown her away.

Under no circumstances can she say all that as Ladybug, though. It could lead anyone curious enough to look to find out her identity. Good thing she knew Bruce Wayne was Batman. A startling realization at the time, but ultimately made sense. Didn’t make the feeling of inadequacy any better. Against her will, she opens her mouth and just barely finds the mental strength to switch the names Bruce Wayne and Batman before speaking.

“My father isn’t my father! My bio dad is Batman, and he abandoned me, and my mother doesn’t know that I know now... FUCK.”

Silence. Pure silence. Able-to-hear-a-pin-drop silence.

“...what?” The silence is broken. Chat stands stunned staring incredulously at Ladybug like everyone else on the boat, but with the added layer of actually knowing her civilian identity. If Marinette could see Hawkmoth right then, she would have seen the same state of shock as her classmates. The would-have-been-helpful belt lays limp in Chat’s hand as they all try to reboot their brains. Truth rebooted faster than the others.

“Why did he abandon you?” Ladybug, mentally screaming, couldn't move before the laser hit.

“The hell if I know, he left as soon as he found out my mom was pregnant!” An assumption on her part, but pitying and sympathetic looks come from her classmates anyway. Chat is still stunned. The chat on the live stream Marinette had forgotten about stops for a second before rapidly whizzing by with many expletives and shocked face emojis. This will hopefully be a moment to laugh at in a few days... oh Kwami, please.

“Do you resent him for it?” Ladybug tried to dodge, but her section of the boat was small and open. She got hit.

“Yeah, a little. He abandons me and my mom and then a few months after I was born, the first Robin comes into the picture. So, it kind of hurts.” At this point, the students are too invested to move, and it is safe to assume that Chat will not be of any help during this fight as he is too far gone.

“Are you jealous of the first robin?” Ladybug has no choice but to charge head-on and take the laser.

“I don’t think so. I’m more hurt by the fact that he continued to adopt more kids, but never came back for me. And STOP ASKING INVASIVE QUESTIONS!” He engages her in hand-to-hand combat that has her performing awe-inspiring acrobatics to get around the eye. She lands a solid punch to his liver that has him doubling over just as the next question is asked.

“Would you want a relationship with your siblings?”

“I have always wanted siblings, but I don’t know if I can even call them that since Batman didn’t choose me but chooSE THE OTHERS!” Her last words were yelled in exertion as she judo-flips Truth over her shoulder with impressive agility and core strength. She is quick to snatch the akumatized necklace and break it. Purifying the Akuma and Amok, Marinette looks to the sky and heaves a long-suffering sigh. “Holy FUCK Batman. Thank you for giving me the next topic of my therapy sessions.”

The French Government issued a blackout of all things Akuma-related at the beginning of this whole fiasco to keep from attracting the Justice League and their million-dollar guarantee solutions. It did not, however, withstand France's 64.6 million citizens working towards the same goal.

They loved Ladybug. Like they loved her. She is the hero that created the team they can always depend on to save the day anywhere in France! Much more than the Justice League who had ignored her repeated calls that were sent outside of France and the blackout (It was a busy week for reporters when their beloved heroin had gone public with the ignored request for help. Fuck you Green Lantern).

They loved her so much that to not only find out that Ladybug is the daughter of the American vigilante, detective extraordinaire, Batman, but that he also abandoned her, their displeasure will not go unheard. Every one of the thousands of people tuned into the Ladyblog’s live stream had saved it, cut it to manageable bits, and then sent it to everyone they knew on every internet platform they were on. 26 hours later, the rest of the world was calling for an explanation for the viral video that kept changing titles to not get deleted.

The French government had no choice but to lift the blackout.

As a result, the Ladyblog skyrocketed in viewership and recognition for its consistency in recording the Akuma fights (much to Alya’s delight and her friend's bemusement). Many viewers would just watch the saved live stream. More would watch the rest of the videos. News articles are read, websites visited, and people watched the Duo of Paris and, later, their Miracle Team take down villain after villain, day after day, battle after gruesome battle. With the Parisian public singing their praises, it wasn’t long before the rest of the world adored the Parisian Heros just as much as the locals - if not more so.

All that the world was waiting for at this point was the inevitable reunion of the "Batfamily" and the Justice League's response to the Heroes of Paris.

#maribat #bio dad bruce wayne #bruce wayne #batman #hawkmoth #chat noir #marinette dupain cheng #batfam #light angst #ish #maribat fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic

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circyexistforcontent · 1 year

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hii!! for the team comp event, my boys (triple crowned kings) are xiao, albedo, kazuha and the wanderer (I named him Aoki btw <3 but u dont have to include this if u dont think its relevant) though sometimes I switch out xiao or the wanderer for cyno because im in love with him too and sometimes i need an element that isnt geo or anemo. all of them are triple crowned not for meta, but because they are my boyfriends (im super normal about them).

sorry if this was too much </3 take care <3

TEAM COMP: XIAO, ALBEDO, KAZUHA, WANDERER (FT. CYNO)

♥ Your team is just a spider web full of conflict. Xiao and Wanderer are always fighting, always trying to 1v1 each other and Albedo and Kazuha had to run away from multiple tornadoes caused by the two Anemo boys. Cyno is just waiting patiently for the two to just kill each other, or maybe weaken each other so he can finish them off himself. Sadly, nobody in the game can fully kill each other (I'll enhance that concept in another post).

♥ Albedo doesn't know if he should be relieved or tense at where he stands in your team, he knew being on your main team has high stakes but he didn't know they were this dangerous. He's glad his element is useful in your eyes and he strives to better his skills and talents to maintain his spot in your main team. He doesn't care about his other members, he may be acquaintances with Cyno but that's it. He wouldn't help him when Cyno has the possibility to replace him as well.

♥ Kazuha can only sigh when he hears the voices of his other two teammates. To be honest, he's worried about his place on your team. Considering your replacing your team members with Anemo visions with Cyno and his Electro vision. He wonders if he will be the next one to sit back and watch all his other teammates be graced by your divine will, it brings an inking sense of dread to his stomach to think about it. He just hopes he's enough for you to continue using him.

♥ Xiao doesn't like this. He doesn't like Wanderer. He doesn't like Cyno. And he doesn't like how his feelings make the situation worse. Is he lacking somehow? Why is he being switched with another spear user? These questions eat away at his brain every time he gets switched with Cyno, he observes from the sidelines and just stares at Cyno's fighting style. Is it the way he fights? Do you want him to fight more like Cyno? He might struggle with fighting his code but he's willing to do just that, so please use him more.

♥ Wanderer, or "Aoki" as you named him, is seething in anger and confusion. The first time you switched him with Cyno he had a full-on tantrum about it off-screen. He thought you abandoned him until he was put back on the team while he was having a mini pity party alone. He was confused, but he quickly snapped out of his confusion and continue doing his best. And then...it happens again. And it just repeats and he doesn't like that! You should keep him by your side permanently! Or maybe just replace that brooding yaksha since you don't need two spear users anyway!

♥ Cyno has been waiting for this moment, this moment where he gets to be one of your mains. When he's on the field he does his best on every kill, every domain, and every ley line challenge you may use him on to show you just how capable he actually is. Aside from that he is a chatterbox when you both are just exploring, he abuses his voice lines just to speak with you for longer. Even though it's a one-sided conversation, he will cherish those moments.

♥ A lot of fights happen, and weapons are always involved in the fights. Sometimes it's Xiao and Cyno, then it's Wanderer and Cyno, also Xiao and Wanderer, and then it becomes Cyno versus Wanderer and Xiao. All Albedo and Kazuha can do is watch from the sidelines and pray to you that they don't get involved in the fights.

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pendragon-writes · 1 year

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𝑀𝒲𝟤 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝑀𝓊𝓉𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

An: For the sake of this fic Reader has permanent vocal cord damage.

(Y/n) "Snake" (L/n). Have finally become the new sergeant of Task Force 141 by Captain Prices picking himself. But here's the catch, during your time in the army your vocal cords were completely damaged causing them to be permanently damaged(Leaving you only able to moan(Not in a sexual way you horn dogs))... The reason you got your code name? One of the new privates thought he was the shit and challenged you to a 1v1, in the end, it landed him being choked with your thighs and being constricted like a snake with its prey. Which earned you the name Snake.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

He heard of the task force getting a new sergeant but he was a bit surprised to find out you didn't talk.

At first, he wasn't a big fan of you cause of your code name (it reminds him of his past) he, of course, didn't let that change his opinion of you as a person whatsoever (He understands that these types of code names aren't typically picked by the person themselves but picked by others, plus you had no connection to what his dad did to him). If Price picked you then that had to mean you were good and he trusted the man's judgment.

at first, he struggled a bit with understanding sign language but after a lot of patience, this man is now almost as fluent as you are and now because of it you both sometimes talk together in sign language during missions.

If your native language isn't English and you can speak in your native language in sign language then this man will learn it.

When the two of you talk in sign language in front of people who aren't part of the 141 task force you get some looks but Ghost quickly shuts them up with a glare.

When he does find out the reason for your code name he slightly chuckles but pats you on the back.

"Now we know who the others shouldn't mess with aye?" he would tease you from time to time because of this.

After he heard this story he would follow it up with nicknames relating to your code name.

Some of them are Sir Hiss, Rattlesnake Jake, Sammy(The snake), Sandy (The snake), and so on. (Let me know if you know the references lol).

Def got you something snake related as a birthday gift.

(This part I'm basing off of ahren_comedy on TikTok)

When the two of you went to the park with your dog and he saw you moan to your dog and then return to you he was impressed.

He HAD to try it for himself.

So when your dog went back to doing their business he tried at first to call your dog by name,

"Come here (Dogs name)!"

which clearly didn't work.

So he mimicked your moan and your dog responded he started petting your dog and praising them.

"Who’s a good dog? You are!"

John "Soap" MacTavish

He was super excited, new sergeant on the team? Hell yeah!

Sure he might've been a bit skeptical of you at first but after a little bit he warmed up to you.

When he first met you with the others he was surprised to see you pull out a large notebook and write you're name on it.

He didn't understand why you did it until the Captain explained how you couldn't talk.

He'd get you to try to pull pranks with him and Gaz on the other members.

Would beg you to teach him so he can be in the loop with you and Ghost.

Would draw on the cover of your notebook when he's bored (Or on the corners inside the book).

If you are together and have to talk to other people who don't know sign language he would totally translate on your behalf.

Also calls you snake-related nicknames for a light laugh.

Ju-Ju, Mr. Snake, Kaa, Rattle Shake, Solid Snake, etc.

Has definitely pranked you by placing a snake plush on your chest during you're sleep.

During missions, if the two of you have to be quiet you two would easily talk strategy in sign language.

The type of guy to talk late at night with you through sign language, no matter how dark it is he will try.

Out of the whole task force, he is the one to use the most nicknames on you.

(This part I'm basing off of ahren_comedy on TikTok)

When John first met your dog and saw you shake your beer can and moan he was confused about why your dog left the room.

But when he saw what your dog did he was shocked. How did they know that you wanted another beer?

When he tried using his voice to get a beer all he got was a tilt of the head to the left.

When he copied your moan and did the exact can movement and saw your dog return with a beer he cheered and fist-bumped the air.

Then he praised them.

Captain John Price

This man wasn't surprised in the slightest, if anything he laughed at some of the others' reactions. He saw your file and knew exactly who you were.

He was the one to properly introduce you to the team.

He's the only one who knows how you got your code name but won't tell the others no matter how much they beg him.

He was there during the accident and sometimes blames himself for it.

He's one of the few people who have heard your voice pre-accident.

While he doesn't typically follow up with the nicknames like the others he does sometimes call you one.

When you two are drinking together and if he was drunk and you brought up the story of how you got your code name he would be snorting and laughing loudly, def the type to slap his knee.

If you know morse code he'd definitely talk to you in it.

(This part I'm also basing off of ahren_comedy on TikTok)

When Captain Price saw you moan at your dog and point to the other room and them leaving you alone it definitely surprised him.

When he left for the kitchen and your dog was trying to get his food he pointed to the left and tried to get him to stop.

"Go you muppet go to your owner".

When that didn't work he copied your moan and when your dog listened and went to you he started laughing and explained to you the situation.

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hee0soo · 1 year

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Limitless

Kim Hongjoong x Stylist!Reader

Summary: Watching your boyfriend film for their new MV was torture, especially when said boyfriend was also a giant tease!

Smut

(This is my first attempt at writing something spicy and probably the only time, pls be gentle with me! 🥺🥺)

IdolAU

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

Being part of the Stylist team KQ has hired to do the styling of their groups was not something you had planned when you finished school!

But you needed the money and since you knew make up very well because of the YouTube-channel you had started when you were a teenager, KQ took a chance on you. Hoping that you would become a permanent fixture on their Team after proving your worth!

The boys and you were quite close in age, so it didn´t take long for you to became friends with them. They were some of the funniest and sweetest people you knew and the group quickly added you to their little friend group!

Especially Hongjoong had taken to you very fast. You didn´t know why and he also wouldn´t tell you but soon after you started, the two of you became closer.

It even got to the point where the leader would invite you to his studio. Showing you his room and what he was working on at the moment.

Sometimes you even got to hear song drafts before his members did!

You couldn´t help him with any of them since you didn´t know how everything worked but you loved seeing him in his element and he loved having you with him!

Something at the way you researched new makeup trends and organized outfits for future shootings gave him the energy boost he needed to finish his work way faster than usual!

When it became clear that ATEEZ was there to stay in the industry, the head stylist offered you the chance of becoming the captain’s personal Makeup-Artist and stylist!

You were elated when she pushed the contract over the meeting room table, telling you that Hongjoong had requested you specifically would take that job and no one else!

And now that it has been almost 4 years since you started, you couldn´t imagine being anywhere else!

Somewhere along those years of working with the man, your feelings of friendship had turned into a crush on him which in the end turned into loving relationship!

It wasn´t something you two would show to the world as to not cause a scandal.

The only people who knew, were of course the members, the closest co-workers you worked with on a daily basis, the CEO of KQ Entertainment and Hongjoongs parents! That man couldn´t hide anything from his mother! Especially the person who made him happier than he ever was!

Telling the boys about it wasn´t as hard as you initially thought it would be.

A worry of yours was that the members weren´t okay with you two dating because of the problems it could bring if it were to get out to the public but the way Wooyoung had jumped out of his seat, screamed “TIME TO PAY UP HYUNGS!” and made his round to collect money from the disappointed members proved you wrong!

Apparently they had bet on how long it would take the two of you, to get your head out of your butts and just kiss already.

Some of them were called into Hongjoongs room that day…! What happened in there was a mystery even to you!

Atiny´s also knew who you were and even though they didn´t know about the nature of your relationship, they did know that you were a close friend of the members!

Having appeared in more than just one LOGlog_book had shown more than one situation where the boys tried to tease you about something and you teased back. There were even compilations online about these moments for you to watch in between breaks!

Today the boys were called in to shoot the MV for their new Japanese Song Limitless!

You had seen the outfit’s way before the boys of course, as you had planned them with your co-workers but seeing your boyfriend dressed in an all black suit with the red sash and detailed embroidery, paired with his swept back hair and natural makeup made you feel some type of way!

Having him stand in front of you to touch his foundation up was hard! Looking at you with those knowing eyes, he stood still to let you do your work, not being able to hide a teasing smirk.

“Stop it!” you pouted while dabbing at his face.

Your boyfriend couldn´t stop the laugh from bubbling out. He found the way you were squirming way to funny to not say anything!

“Stop what my love? I´m not even doing anything!”

Blinking at you, he tried to pull the most innocent of faces. Failing miserably while doing so!

“Not doing anything my ass! You know exactly what you are doing! Looking all handsome and I’m not even allowed to touch while you are just standing there, making fun of me for thinking my boyfriend is sexy…”

His hands that were previously hidden behind his back found their way to your waist, pulling you towards, squeezing slightly and making you feel his body heat through your blouse!

“Joongie not here, please!” you whispered, slightly panicked at his soft touch.

It was hard enough to resist him just standing in front of you but he made it even harder when he started touching you. This was, after all, still your work place and having the boys or staff witness this was not something you wanted.

His brown orbs were not letting you hide away from him while he let his right hand slowly travel down to your butt.

“What´s wrong, jagi-ya? Something the matter?”

Tensing slightly at the touch you punched his shoulder.

“YAH, Hongjoong-ah stop eye-fucking your girlfriend on set! She´s a mess already! No need for her to drop to her knees in the middle of the set!”

Seonghwa called over to the two love birds. Blood was rushing to your ears and neck and you hopped that nobody noticed the state you were in.

The leader startled but didn´t break away from you.

“He hasn´t seen how messy you can really get, but don´t worry my love, I’ll turn you into one as soon as we get home!” he whispered in your ear before removing his hands from your body and walk over to his members.

A frustrated sigh escaped you, before you went back to your little work space.

Sometimes you hated how much his teasing affected you! Filming wasn´t even close to being done and during the entire afternoon, Hongjoong send seductive looks your way.

You couldn´t wait to get home already!

Finally after hours of sexual tension at work you were at your apartment! Even your co-workers had wished you a fun filled evening while winking at you before leaving.

As soon as the door closed, you had found yourself pushed against it with a thud. Lips pressed to the column of your neck, Hongjoong was mouthing at your skin. A quiet whimper left you and you could feel yourself getting wet immediately!

Standing chest to chest, Hongjoong could feel the way your body trembled at the prospect at what was to come.

“Did you really get that turned on watching me work my love?”

Feeling the whisper against your collarbone made you shiver!

His hand slowly traveled down your sides, underneath your shirt, making Goosebumps rise on your arms,

“Joongie… don´t tease please!” you whined, biting your lower lip to prevent any more sounds from slipping out.

His head came up from your neck to look at you. The beauty this man holds left you breathless!

Removing his right hand from under your shirt, he lifted his fingers to your face. Thumb slowly running over lip currently stuck between your teeth. Releasing the abused flesh you instead searched for his mouth, wanting to feel his lips on yours so very badly!

Having him close to you but not allowed to touch was killing you and by the way the males bulge was steadily growing, he didn’t feel that different! It wasn´t that you were told not to show any affection but both of you knew that once you kissed even once, you wouldn´t be able to stop that easily!

Various moments of the members walking in on you doing something not so safe for work proved that.

Your mouths slotted together like two puzzle pieces and Hongjoong couldn’t help but moan when he felt your tongue licking at his lower lip, begging to be let in!

Willingly parting them, his hand went from your face to your hair, holding on tightly. Both of you were fighting for dominance in an intense battle which you quickly gave up when your hair got tugged on by him.

It only egged you on further. Gathering all your strength you pushed against his chest. Hongjoong looked confused for a second but realized what you were up to when you took his hand to lead him towards your bedroom.

He pushed you onto the bed before he removed his shirt and crawled on top of you. The man helped you out of your own blouse, revealing the black lace of your bra.

His mouth found its way back to yours while his fingers landed on your boobs, fondling them gently.

Another moan slipped out of you but got swallowed by him.

“You are, so fucking sexy jagi-ya! It´s driving me absolutely crazy!”

Hongjoong quickly helped you out of your jeans before removing his own. You sat up to roll down the briefs he was wearing, finally freeing him from his prison of fabric.

His cock sprang free and you could feel your mouth watering.

You licked your lips and made him lay back down while taking place between his legs.

“Love you don´t have to…” he began but got silenced by you licking at his tip like a kitten searching for milk. Your tongue ran a few more times over him before taking him in, sucking like you would on a lollypop while hollowing your cheeks.

Hongjoong let out a loud groan at the heavenly feeling of having you suck him like you were starving.

Your hand went to the base of his member, applying gentle pressure to the bit you couldn´t fit in your mouth. His dick hit the back of your throat, making you gag slightly.

Tears were starting to gather at your lash line but refusing to fall.

“Take it slow baby. No need to rush yourself!” he gasped, worried that you were taking him in too quickly.

His left hand gripped onto the sheets while his right went to the back of your head, keeping you right where he needed you most at the moment.

He loved being inside your mouth but he´d rather be inside your pussy more.

Not wanting to cum before you did, he pulled you back up. A whine escaped your lips at getting pulled away from your treat!

He opened your bra and ripped the panty you were wearing at the seams. Not having the patience anymore to fumble them down your legs.

“hey…!”

“I´ll buy you new ones!” he shushed you, pulling you on top of his thigh.

“Love you are dripping already and I haven´t even touched you yet! Are you that desperate to get fucked by me? Is that it? Do you want my cock inside your pretty pussy? Huh? Answer me baby! Do you want me to fuck you?”

While talking your boyfriend put his hands on your waist and ground you down on his thigh! Your clit made contact with his skin and you nearly fell forward. His thigh tensed and he helped you ride it slowly, applying pressure on your hips to grind down harder. Lips mouthing at the sweet spot right behind your ear.

“Come on pretty baby, do you want to cum like this? Grinding down on my leg like the good girl I know you are?”

Listening to Hongjoong talking dirty so close to your ear made your pussy clench around nothing! You felt empty as you tried to make yourself cum on his leg.

“Joongie…” you breathed desperately, already knowing that you wanted his dick inside you and you wanted him now! The tears that still clung to your lashes made your eyes shine brightly

Seeing tears of pleasure and frustration made Hongjoong take your face in his hands

Letting go of your hips made you lose the rhythm you had found with his help.

Whimpers left your mouth and the man could see that you weren´t going to be able to get yourself off. To desperate and helpless to do anything without his help!

“Please! Please daddy I want you your cock! Can I please have it?”

Hearing you beg was music to his ears.

“Aren´t you such a good girl, asking so politely for what you want! Such a sweet baby! Of course you can have what´s already yours…”

Your pussy automatically clenched in anticipation!

Hongjoong took his cock in his hand and lined himself up with your wet opening.

Slowly you let yourself sink down on him you both let out sounds of pleasure and satisfaction.

As soon as he bottomed out, he turned you both so he was on top of you now and started moving his hips against yours. His thrusts were slow but powerful and he hit your sweet as spot with every move he made.

Your mouth fell open, not being able to produce any sounds other than the quiet panting.

The clapping sound of skin hitting skin filled the room and you hooked your legs around his middle, trying desperately to keep him close.

Hongjoong pressed a soft kiss to your mouth, speeding up his thrusts gradually.

“Doing so good for me, taking my cock so well!”

He could feel himself getting closer to the edge and judging by the way your walls tighten around him, you weren´t that far behind!

His thoughts got faster and sloppier the closer he got to Cumming but not losing any of the power!

Your orgasm rolled over you in waves and the tightening of your pussy made him spill his cum inside you!

In moments like this you were glad you were on the pill!

Too lazy to pull out right away, the male laid his head on your chest, still gasping for air.

Your heart rate slowly came down as you clung onto the man you loved so much!

“I love M/V shootings!” you sighed still blissed out by what just happened.

Hongjoong lifted his head to look you in the eyes, smiling lovingly at your happy face.

“I love you!”

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poindexters-labratory · 2 months

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Could we please have all of the Michael lore. All of it.

Or hallucinogenic fear gas....

:0!! Not the fear gas... Not again...

Oh goodness, all of the Michael lore?? Well, you are indeed in for a storm (pun intended) :3 It will be in bullet points for optimal reading

Part One covers everything from Wild Cat to the end of Before the Storm <3

CW for mentions of trauma, emotional neglect, homophobia, assault, underage drinking, and child death

Michael is part of the early X generation, being born June 15, 1965.

Was a very sweet little boy growing up, making friends quickly and taking teasing not too seriously.

Was a momma's boy but was enamored with his father's inventions and ideas.

Hated getting a little brother, per trying to figure out all kinds of ways to get rid of Evan (he was seven years old and very jealous of the attention)

Getting a little sister was much easier because he was older and liked looking after her.

Had a permanent grudge against his mother because of his parents' divorce, her taking away his sister, and flying across the ocean, leaving Michael and his brother behind

Getting into those teenage years, he was definitely one of the town troublemakers and seemingly had a burning hatred for his family. His father was... odd, his mother abandoned him, and his brother was an annoying little shit.

He had two friends his sophomore year of high school, Percy and Tulio. Tulio was a kid kinda like Michael, an outcast of sorts, and Percy was a new neighbor from down his street who eventually made his way to the football team.

He met Tulio through his English class and William sent Michael to greet the new neighbors by himself with a pie, meeting Percy while introducing himself.

The three of them are seen together often at parties, restaurants, and school events, they are best friends, getting into trouble, disappearing for hours, the two boys becoming essentially a part of the Afton family. William cared for Percy and Tulio like his own kids. It takes a village.

The fourth member of their group was a boy from the next town over that Percy came from, named Sam. Sam was a member of the Church of Latter-Day Saints and Mike and Tulio were very unsure of him for a while. Sam and Percy's families were friends, but they were not. Very much not. But they pretty soon became friends after Sam's mother sent him to stay with Percy's family.

Michael often butts heads with people of authority, his father not really much of an authoritative figure in his life, but he doesn't do well in the presence of teachers, school officials, police, or Henry.

Michael was a very smart kid, but he just didn't like school. He was able to get his grades high enough to pass, but he never wanted to excel. That wasn't the sort of attention he desired.

He was an artist though, but through his teenage years, he kept that more on the downlow. Didn't really want anyone to know.

Mike might've been smart, but he wasn't a good kid to his dad. He would smoke, drink, badmouth William, steal his car, and bully a wide range of people, even his own brother and father.

After his father's accident, his behavior both got better and worsened. He started treating his dad with more respect and kindness, but also envied the attention he got.

William tried to combat Michael's emotions toward his lack of attention with love bombing him, including impulsively buying Michael a sports car for his seventeenth birthday.

Michael had gotten so talented at art at this point in time, to the point that his paintings and figure drawings had been shown in state fairs, so he had plans to attend college in California as an art major. Henry wanted him to stay in-state, but Will pushed for him to leave. Possibly some projection.

His senior year, Michael found out he was bisexual because of Jeremy Fitzgerald, a childhood friend of his that moved away to California and came back senior year of high school.

He found him very attractive and at first, he had no idea what to do or what the feelings were. So, for a bit, Mike ended up having a strange one-sided hatred for Jeremy. They ended up dating after that short bit.

Late that year, he discovered his dad was gay, and didn't really know how to feel about that information, confiding in Jeremy with the secret.

Sigggh, Jeremy then confided that information with the rest of their school. The problem with that is that there was already a lot of dangerous speculation that William is a gay man. He already got in enough hot water as a feminine person. If anything happened to Michael's father now, after his life-threatening accident, Michael's heart wouldn't be able to take it.

Jeremy and Michael break-up after Mike brutally physically fights him in school after finding out the source of the gossip. Jeremy gets sent to the hospital because of this fight. William pays for Jeremy's hospital bill and no charges are pressed against Michael.

Michael's attitude takes a sharp turn the second half of his senior year of high school. He felt betrayed and let down once again. He became increasingly aggressive, apathetic, unsympathetic, and had a general disregard for his own safety and the safety of others.

Henry wanted to send Michael to a military school to whip him into shape, but William strictly forbode it.

His friends tag along in his behavior, much too intimidated and fearful to say much of anything about it.

The main victim of this behavior was Evan, who became a fun target because of his elevated paranoia and anxiety after the events of his father's accident.

William was too gentle with Michael for his own good, and a bit terrified with Michael's recent behavior. He could've tried to mediate the situation better, but he was still recovering from his accident both physically and mentally. On top of that, he had to work in both Fredbear's and Freddy's interchangeably, managing the locations (Remember the tasks in FFPS, that's basically the jobs Will had to do, minus murderous animatronics).

The week leading up to Evan's twelfth birthday, Michael gets increasingly more jealous of the attention his little brother was receiving. Michael's behavior gets worse and worse throughout the week, William away, preparing for Evan's party, but able to keep an eye on his young son with the help of the Fredbear CCTVs.

It all comes to a head on Evan's birthday where he, Percy, Sam, and Tulio put him in the Fredbear animatronic's mouth, it's programming and the air pressure build-up causing Evan's skull to crack under said pressure, and he has a seizure while still in Fredbear's mouth.

A few nights later, Evan passes away from an inoperable brain aneurysm. William and Michael are devastated.

After Evan's death, Michael and his father only got into more heated arguments more often. Michael blamed himself for what happened and couldn't stand to be around his father much longer as he watched him deteriorate into a shell of a human being.

So, he stayed until just after he finished high school, per his father's request, and then he got the hell out of there. Packed up his necessities in his car and left his father to himself, alone in their home. And he drove all the way to Los Angeles.

He heard about Charlie's murder from his father that fall of 1983, but he couldn't bear himself to go back to that town for the funeral of another child he thought of as a member of his family. He should've never went back at all.

#ask answered #thanks for the ask!!#sorry that this took a while #fnaf #fnaf hurricane #michael afton #william afton #henry emily #evan afton #elizabeth afton

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Okay, so I’m nearing the end of S5 in my latest AOS rewatch, and I saw a few tiktoks, and I just wanna sorta rant for a second.

I may be a massive Daisy stan above literally all else, wbk she’s my best girl… but I believe that Yo-Yo was in the right to kill Ruby Hale. Period.

Firstly, I know revenge isn’t the SHIELD way, I get that, but at the very same time there is so much hypocrisy there surrounding other team members (eg. Coulson had his revenge on Ward, Jemma ALSO tried to get revenge on Ward but failed, Hunter as well, even May was intent on it, etc) so why shouldn’t Yo-Yo also get to have her revenge? Ruby left her disabled for life (and did it on purpose + showed no resentment + would do it again, might I ADD, by literally repeatedly threatening Fitzsimmons with the very same thing). Yo-Yo deserved vengeance, in some way.

I understand Daisy’s motive in wanting to save Ruby, to bring her on as a SHIELD agent and try to give her a new purpose, the same way she was/had- but this never could have happened. SHE CUT YO-YO’S ARMS OFF- DISABLING HER. Allowing her to become a SHIELD agent after this fact would be just as bad as welcoming Ward back onto the team with open arms after what he did to Fitz- which left him with a permanent disability in return too (in a different way but obv similar to Yo-Yo nonetheless). Both Ruby and Ward were HYDRA. Both significantly hurt a team member on PURPOSE. It’s the same deal. Bringing her onto the team would’ve been wrong.

Finally, Daisy claimed Ruby was “coming around” just before Yo-Yo killed her. Daisy, ilysm, but girl. 😭 Ruby literally tried to kill Daisy moments earlier, as well as throw inanimate objects (and Fitzsimmons…) around the room with her mind. She killed Werner by accident (which shows the serious lack of control she had- and how dangerous she was in that moment), not to mention she was refusing to be reasoned with (and couldn’t be). She was completely out of control and it wasn’t going to get better (look at what happened to Creel after he merely touched the Gravitonium- he never improved).

In a way, Yo-Yo did her a favour by killing her. Even if another solution came along in time, Yo-Yo, as the others would regularly say, MADE THE HARD CALL. She did what was best in that moment. Not to mention, Yo-Yo also thought that by killing her, she saved the world. Although this proved false, at the time she thought she was doing the right thing to save all of literal humanity. As I said, in the end, she made the hard call.

Not to mention, Yo-Yo admitted that she’s not proud of what she did. It’s not like she enjoyed killing her. Yet, so many people make her out to be some monster. I hate it.

In conclusion, I’m on Yo-Yo’s side with that whole thing (and hate seeing people- and the team themselves- giving her absolute hell for it). However I truly flip-flop between all the characters during S5 and their many arguments. MAN, that season is always a tough watch for so, so many reasons. It’s good, but painful.

(P.S. I’m convinced most of the people who stan Ruby are just Dove Cameron fans. Which I have nothing against. You do you. 11 year old me was her biggest fan frfr. But other than that, I don’t see why people like her character so much tbh. But alas.)

#sorry for ranting. just needed to get it off my chest as it’s been bothering me #I don’t hate ruby’s character #but yo-yo’s actions were justified #at least I think so #thanks for coming to my ted talk #it’s almost 3am. I need sleep #agents of shield #marvel’s agents of shield #agents of shield rant #yoyo rodriguez #ruby hale #anti-ish ruby hale #agents of shield season 5

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aikoiya · 2 years

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DPxDC AU - A Bird in Amity

DPxDC AU (can be Phantom Twin AU or not) where when Jason was thrown into the pit, shenanigans happened & instead of surfacing in Nanda Parbat, he found himself coming out of the Lazarus Pit hidden in Amity Park. It can be found in Silent Hill Park, at the bottom of Cauldron Lake.

He surfaces & is found by the Fenton family, who take him in & even get him into Casper. (Lancer is his favorite teacher. Loves that he swears in book titles.) This is at the beginning of the DP timeline, so not much has happened yet.

He rapidly realizes that the Fenton parents are actually pretty negligent despite their obvious love for their children & this begins to instill in him a latent desire to care for others that he may or may not have inherited from Bruce & would've ordinarily been resistant to. Specifically towards the younger members of the Phantom Team & especially Danny (& Dina).

At first, he's wary of everything, but eventually he comes around. Danny (& Dina) weird him out though in the beginning & the feeling is mutual. They can just sense that there's something odd about each other.

The Pit Madness doesn't really get time to fully develop due to living in a place with a constant influx of raw, ambient ectoplasm. Rather, all the corrupted, dark magic-infused ecto-gunk in his system gets filtered out quickly & replaced with healthy ectoplasm. Sure, there were instances of the Pit Rage bubbling up every once in a while, but it sort of puttered out after a while, especially with Jazz's help. Who he may or may not have a crush on.

He's quick to figure out that Danny (& Dina) are heroes & is surprised to learn that he is (they are) basically all that's keeping Amity afloat & elects himself to help the kid(s) & teach him (them) & the rest of Team Phantom the ropes. It's a shock to the entire team that they apparently have Robin on their side. Everyone is wary of his involvement & it takes some time to get used to it.

They eventually learn that he's becoming something of a very low ratio halfa (meaning that he'll eventually develop both an Obsession & a Fixation) & even begins to develop low-grade powers. Things like advanced healing, increased strength, speed, & flexibility, intangibility every once in a while (like, he can't use it willynilly), the ability to actually grab & hit ghosts, night vision, able to walk silently, even the power to see the regular, non-GZ DC ghosts like Deadman & the Gentlemen Ghost. Isn't able to turn invisible on occassion, but he is able to affect people's perception of him similarly to ghosts at any time. So, he can manipulate not only a person's sense of object permanence when in regards to himself, but he can also make himself unnoticeable. This is called Spectral Acknowledgement. Like, he can basically do what the Chameleon Circuit does. Like this:

However, because he's not a true halfa (or, at least, not a very good ratio of one), his anti-gravity center isn't fully developed, so he can really only glide & slow his falling. Just stuff that gives him an edge & a few benefits, while not taking away from his fighting style.

I see him having a hot core with an electric primary & either a fire or shadow secondary. It's nothing like lightningbending or firebending. He can only really coat himself with his element to give his punches more oomf. Though, I'm sure that Danny could make weapons that could channel the elements into them.

Either way, he's got Shocking Grasp & can probably use them as built-in defibs.

In the case of him having a shadow element, then it's not full umbrakinesis as he can only really control his own shadow.

Imagine him able to make it move like Dr. Familiar.

He can make his shadow touch other shadows, which affects the original. So, he can use his shadow to choke out someone else.

In a dark enough area, his shadow would be completely unnoticeable.

As mentioned before, he can coat himself in his shadow, giving him this sort of black flame armor that both protects him & makes his hits stronger.

Jason can Shadow Walk.

Like, Jason just merges into his own shadow, then hides in another shadow so he's completely camouflaged. I bet that even Supes wouldn't know he was near when approached if he was in a dark enough area.

In such cases, he's able to attack or outright kill someone's shadow, thus doing the same thing to the person themselves. And since Superman's powers don't apply to his shadow, it'd actually be very possible for Jason to just outright kill him in the right situation. Not that he'd ever choose to do so, but the option is there regardless.

Imagine it works a little like the bracelet from Link Between Worlds, but it connects to the shadow lands or something!

At the same time, the reason why he'd make his shadow attack someone while he, himself, is in the physical world would be for situations where he was spotted before he could Shadow Walk & so Jason physically distracts his target while his shadow goes behind them & knocks them out.

While Shadow Walking, he can also 'jump' between shadows. Like, from shadow to shadow?

Though, the weakness to this is that bright enough lights can dissipate his shadow.

There's also his Death Echo Power. I'm thinking napalm tears as he died crying in an explosion.

Either way, the best thing is, he's in the right place to better understand these new powers.

Jason has mixed & complicated feelings about Bruce, so he refrains from asking to go home until he sorts everything out. Then, he hears that there's a new Robin & the fact that Joker's still around & it all goes south. The Fenton kids do everything to be there for him, but he's just angry & feels betrayed. Though, not as vitriolically so as in canon. At least, not to such a degree that he wants to take it out on everyone he feels who betrayed him without evidence. It allows him to acknowledge the underlying hurt beneath the anger better.

It's actually because of Jazz that he's eventually able to realize that it isn't the new Robin's fault. However, he can't help how angry he is at Bruce.

Either way, because of the fact that Danny is still the only real defense Amity has against ghosts, Jay doesn't feel able to exact his revenge on Bruce & the Joker yet. But when he does, he has the whole of Team Phantom on his side.

Unlike in canon, Jason learns about how each of his old family reacted to his death. Not only does he learn that Dick had been so angry that he actually killed the Joker in revenge for Jay's death, but also that Bruce revived the bastard afterwards in some twisted attempt to keep Dick's conscience clean.

As a result, he actually patches things up with Dick pretty quickly, but on the other end of the scale, his relationship with Bruce is even worse than in canon. Which is saying something!

Jazz tries to remind him that it's likely due to Bruce's trauma from watching his parents get killed, but the thing is, Jason is not only ecto-liminal, he actually died & came back, which gives him a halfa-like connection to death. Unlike Jazz, who has yet to die herself &, as such, can still be considered human despite being fully ecto-liminal.

See, as per a really great hc I read, a ghost's killer is a source of a great deal of trauma for ghosts. So, if their killer is killed, or at least rendered incapable of causing further harm, it lifts a tremendous weight from that ghost's shoulders & will help them to better regulate their emotions & Obsession.

For more, look here:

So, for Jay to learn that Dick had killed his killer & that the world was so close to being Joker-free until Bruce decided to be a big damn hero...

So. Much. ANGER!!

Like, his relationship with Dick is gonna be great, but Bruce?

Man, his motivations might've been selfless, but they do say that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions...

I love Brucie boy, but he chose wrong this time.

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Interesting thing, when Jay does go back to Gotham, he becomes the Cardinal rather than Red Hood.

There is this superstition that when you see a cardinal, it means that a dead loved one has come to visit. Such is the case with Jason.

A very angry, aggressive cardinal...

I'm not sure what his costume would look like other than having red in it & a biker jacket with Danny's logo on the shoulders.

Also, the All-Blades are a motherfucking must!

One change to them, though. They don't only appear in the presence of pure evil & also work on paranormal beings such as ghosts. They are, however, only deadly to those who are evil. They can hurt those who aren't, but can't kill them.

#danny phantom #dp #dc #dp x dc #jason todd #liminal!jason todd #danny fenton #the fentons #anger management #aikoiya au #writing prompt

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Graduate student Donna Beneviento x Professor Y/N

This is one of my all-time favorite AUs! Let’s get into it!

Donna was in her last year of graduate school. She had enrolled later in life after her daughter, Angie, had become old enough to go to school. She wanted to finish her education and hoped to become a botanist. She also had a major interest in ecology. Donna was very intelligent, but she often found it hard to make friends and connections. She was, rather painfully, shy.

On the first day of classes, she walks into her plant genetics class and sees somebody already in the room.

You are casually sitting on the edge of a desk, reading. You have a book in one hand and a coffee cup in the other.

Donna notices just how attractive you are. She reasons that you must be her professor. You shouldn’t be allowed to be this good-looking. How is she expected to focus?!

You see movement out of the corner of your eye and look up with a smile. “Hi, there!” You say in a friendly voice, but your eyes go wide… Wow, what a gorgeous woman. She looked to be about your age, but it’s possible she might even be a bit older than you..

Donna’s dark eyes flit downward in embarrassment. “I hope I’m not bothering you, professor. I know class doesn’t start for ten more minutes, but-”

“No, no, nonsense!” You wave dismissively. “I’m Y/N L/N.” You introduce yourself, standing up and holding out your hand to her.

Donna giggles at your kindness and walks over to gently shake your hand. She is so glad she finally got a seat in your class. Donna has heard wonderful things about you, but whenever she tried to register for the courses you taught, they were always full.

You love how warm her hand is. She smells really nice too… Damn, get your head in the game, L/N!

“I’m Donna.” She tells you.

Your eyes light up. “Ah, yes, Donna Beneviento… I recognized your name on my list of students for this semester. I’ve read over a few of your research papers from when you’ve submitted for grants before. You’re very impressive.” You smile.

Donna blushes bright red at your praise. You’ve seen her work? And you liked it?? There must be some mistake.

“Actually, if you have time at the end of class, I’d like to have you meet with the head of ecology here at the school. There are some research opportunities I’m taking charge of that I think you’ll be perfect for. Just need to run it by the boss.” You say, smiling.

Donna’s heart stutters a few beats. This is what she had been hoping for. A chance to prove her skills. She looks at you with even more appreciation. You didn’t have to do this, and yet, you decided she was worth the effort. You must really value her work. "T-thank you, Professor L/N. I’m honored.”

“No worries. This department could really use your help.” You say, laughing. “Also… You can drop the title. Y/N is fine.” You wink.

Yeah… Donna’s pretty sure her heart just stopped.

Before you get a chance to say anything else, more students come flooding in and you excuse yourself to go make introductions. Throughout class, Donna is having a really hard time focusing. All she can think about is you. How kind you are, how generous you are… How good of a kisser you probably are. Wait, what?! Damn it! She didn’t want to blow this opportunity because she had a crush on you. She takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself. She’s not very successful.

After class, you escort Donna to her meeting with the head of ecology. It goes… Really well. You have only good things to say about her, and she ends up being brought onto the research team. She wants to cry she’s so happy. If she does well, the head of the department said she would become a permanent member after she graduates… The only problem is, she will report to you. She’s gonna need to nip this crush in the bud.

You two end up walking out to the parking lot together.

“I’m over here.” You say, pointing to your car with a grin. “Tomorrow morning we’ll get started over in the lab. I’m really excited this worked out.” You beam.

Donna flushes at the breathtaking smile you are giving her. “T-thank you for believing in me.” Donna says quietly with a shy smile of her own.

“You’ve earned this.” You tell her. “I’ll see you tomorrow!” You call out as you head over to your car.

Donna can’t help the butterflies she feels as she makes her way over to her car… However, as she goes to put the key in the ignition, the car doesn’t start. She tries it again a few more times but no luck.

Donna sighs. She’s going to need to call somebody. She gets out of the car and reaches into her purse for her phone, but she is startled slightly by your voice. She turns around, only to see you again.

You had seen her frustrated face as she got back out of her car and came over to see if you could help. “Having car trouble?” You ask.

Donna sighs. “Yes… And today was going so well too.” She pouts.

You think she looks adorable. “You might just need a jump. Mind if I take a look under the hood?” You ask, wanting to help.

“Oh, you don’t need to-” Donna begins, but you hold up a hand.

“No worries. I’m happy to.” You grin.

Donna takes a deep breath to try and control her emotions before she nods. “Thank you.” She tells you.

“Not a problem at all.” You say and begin taking your blazer off. “Would you mind holding this for me? I don’t really care if this shirt gets dirty, but that jacket is the only nice one I have.” You say, scratching your neck in embarrassment.

Donna can’t help but admire your toned arms in the short-sleeve shirt you’ve got on. She literally feels her mouth begin to water at the sight of you. Thankfully, she snaps out of her stupor before you notice her staring and eagerly holds out her hands to take the jacket.

You pop the hood open and take a look. “Could you try to start it again?” You ask her.

“Of course.” Donna says bashfully. She gets back in and tries it once more.

All you hear is a clicking sound. “Yeah, it’s the battery. Thankfully, it’s an easy fix.” You tell her as you come over to the driver’s side door. “I’ve got jumper cables so I’ll give you a quick jump and you should be good to go.” You smile and give her a thumbs up before you go over to your car.

Donna can’t get over how nice you are… It doesn’t help that you’re also very charming. She lies her head back on the headrest and groans. If simply interacting with you makes her flustered, how is she ever going to be able to work with you? Only time will tell, she supposes…

Masterlist

#donna beneviento #re8 #re8 village #donna beneviento x reader #donna beneviento x y/n #angie beneviento #resident evil village #resident evil imagines #resident evil 8 #resident evil #re8 shitpost #re8 incorrect quotes

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astraeusasta · 4 months

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What You Meant To Him (Part One)

Pairing: Armin Arlert x Fem!Reader Tags: Attack On Titan 2 (The Video Game), Fluff, Cliffhanger TW: Mentions of Blood, Mentions of Death, Pessimistic POV.

Based on the MC of the game ‘Attack On Titan 2’. You follow their same backstory. You came from Shiganshina just like Eren, Armin and Mikasa. You also watched your parents die, crushed by a boulder in front of your eyes.

It was times like these where you wondered why these people had such faith in you. It’s not like you spoke to them, or even interacted much for that matter. You were only doing your job. The job that had taken over your life for the past three years, the very thing you trained for. Sadies said you were one of his best students, able to guide and collaborate with a team no problem. He referenced you as a true leader, someone trustworthy. In these moments, you felt you’d let his expectations down. As if you hadn’t done enough.

Looking down from the wall as the Titans barged into the Trost district. Stood atop the wall while two squad captains and the commander of the scouts discussed what to do with you. One of these squad leaders, Hange, had spotted you from afar as you skilfully slashed down Titan upon Titan. Listening to their conversation felt like a heavy weight on your shoulders. They deemed you too skilled to not be temporarily promoted to the scouts under Hange’s guidance - Talking about how many lives you had saved today. That part hurt the most as not only were you covered in your own blood, but the blood of your comrades too. Those who had splattered across your vision and onto your clothes. Staring down at your hands, the hands that held blades only meant for slaughter. Endless slaughter. Until you were slaughtered yourself. Recalling back to the moment that sparked your motivation to do this, the death of those who had raised you.

Brows furrowing as the leaders spoke about you as if you weren’t there. Fingers curling into a clench as you took a deep breath. Finally snapping from your thoughts to pay attention to the present situation. Wanting your own say in how you were treated. Even though the situation for everyone right now was life or death. “I’m right here you know.” Blunt words escaping your mouth. Eyes drawn into slits as you glared at the group in front of you. The first to take the initiative being Commander Erwin. Turning to you with a soft expression, a face that held no emotion but you could tell meant you no true harm. “Apologies for not including you in the discussion. Are you alright with being in Hange’s squad for this? If not you may go back to your own squad, I am sure they are in dire need of your assistance.” His words were overwhelmingly polite for the current situation at hand. The mention of your fallen allies garnered an involuntary wince, immediately everyone's faces on that wall soured. They had not made the situation any better for you at all it seemed. “I understand. I apologise once more, that was rather insensitive.” Erwin spoke again. Though this time he didn’t bother waiting for your reaction “It seems you don’t have much of a choice do you?” He looked towards you with a blank face, his words not holding much for you to cling too either. You really didn’t have a choice, but had you ever? “Choice is a luxury I do not have.” You replied to him. Hange stifled a giggle at your blunt, yet harsh wording towards the Commander. He seemed amused too with your words. “You don’t beat around the bush, it’s admirable. Well the decision is made, until it is time for you to graduate you will be part of Hange’s squad. Do you understand?” He truly did sound like a man who ordered people around all day, you nodded reluctantly. Dropping off of the wall to find people to help, along with Hange and her squad.

-- Time Jump, to as the new scouts arrive at headquarters --

It had been a month since you had become a member of Hange’s squad, of course not permanently. Some complications happened and you were temporarily transferred into Levi’s care as a helper for Eren Jaeger. These complications being said Eren Jaeger was actually a Titan. You didn’t care much for the details, nor did you want to pry at him since he kept having to tell the other squad members he knew as much as they did.

The two of you had spoken a lot thanks to Levi constantly putting you and him on the same floor to clean. He often spoke pleasantly of his childhood friends; Armin and Mikasa. You had to keep reminding him you were also part of the one hundred and fourth cadet corps. In his defence, you were like Annie never uttering much more than a word to people at a time. You also hadn’t told him your name until a week ago. That’s when something even more annoying than his rambles would happen where he’d say something and then immediately cut himself off. Often when he spoke about Armin, it was like he was saying something he wasn’t meant to. It got to the point where you began to pry him for that information. That was when you found out something, that changed your perspective on a lot of how your life had gone.

“You know, Armin actually talks about y-” There he went again, cutting himself off before finishing his sentence. It had actually begun to irritate you. Getting under your skin, if he was going to ramble the least he could do was tell you everything. Something to get you through the endless cleaning you were forced to endure. “Eren, don’t just stop mid-sentence. I won’t judge Armin, nor will I tell him you said anything. So just spit it out already.” Your words are blunt and filled with annoyance. He could definitely see you were at the end of your tether with him doing this. His face was a little shocked at your outburst, a small sigh escaping him as he began to speak once again. “Fine, you asked for it I guess. Armin often talks about you.” The voice that usually sounded snarky faded into something more gentle. As if he was trying to enact how Armin had said it himself. “He talks about how incredible you are. It might sound a little creepy but he observes how you use ODM gear. He wanted to ask you about why you use it in that way instead of the way we were taught but then Trost happened and he didn’t get that opportunity. There was a lot more he said of course, but I genuinely don’t think he’d want me to share the nitty bits with you. Especially you.” He basically revealed everything within those last two lines. At least for you it solidified it. He talked about the other things Armin had addressed about you. It was obvious how the blonde felt about you.

It was strange to hear how someone thought so highly of you and not just for their own personal gain, but because he genuinely appreciated you. It was something you couldn’t really say you were used to. In your entire fifteen years of living, only ten of them had included unconditional love and appreciation. It may sound like a lot, but for you it wasn’t. Arlert had described you in a way you hadn’t been before. Like you were some sort of deity sent from above to bless him. It was endearing to know you had that effect on him.

Graduation had finished a day ago, you hadn’t actually had to go since Levi had officially signed you into his group a few days ago. Now you stood in the stables gently brushing the horses’ coat, hoping you’d see the familiar faces of the one hundred and fourth cadets. It didn’t take long for it to become a reality as you heard footsteps approaching along with familiar voices.

Quickly joining the crowd, the first to lock his eyes on you being none other than the blonde himself. Armin. His eyes held a beam of adoration, something you’d only really read in books. A feeling you thought was fiction, seemed to be something he was genuinely experiencing with you. Gingerly, you waved to him. He waved back bashfully. This was going to be the start of something truly intriguing.

#attack on titan #one shot #armin arlert #ao3 writer #armin arlert x reader #cliffhanger #fanfic #oneshot #writers on tumblr #eren jaeger #eren aot #aot x reader #shingeki no kyojin #aot armin #attack on titan 2

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