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[cottonlemonade]

Plan B [part 2]

word count: 1490 || avg. reading time: 6 mins.

pairing: post-time skip Kuroo x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

part 1 for context

Of course your staff had immediately informed you about the display from the day before when you came in the following morning. The barista even showed you a few snapshots he had taken with his phone and as much as you hated to admit it, you would have loved to have been there to see it in person. Pictures didn’t really do him justice, you thought. “Should I send those to you, manager?”, the barista asked with a knowing smirk. When you didn’t say anything but just stoically walked past him into the kitchen, you were glad when your phone buzzed a few seconds later and a small flood of pictures appeared in your chat. You cleared your throat and got to work.

Despite his regular appearances the last couple of weeks, the guy didn’t show up again the next day. Or even the day after that.

“Maybe he actually finally gave up?”, the waitress suggested with a shrug. She was counting the receipts while the barista helped you clean the espresso maker.

“I hope not. What else are we gonna do for entertainment around here?”

“How about your job.”, you suggested.

The barista let out a theatrical groan, which earned him a dish towel to the face.

At this point, a week had passed since the last time you saw the guy and although you found your thoughts wandering to his handsome smile every so often, you decided it was most likely for the better.

It was late in the evening and the café was closed for the day. The sky was gray and obviously brewing up something unpleasant so you wanted to make sure to send your team home as quickly as possible.

Soon enough, after hugs and waves goodbye, you locked the glass door from the inside and went to the kitchen to prep food for the next day.

You had just started to mash up a bowl of overripe bananas when a soft knocking made you look up and glance through the serving hatch.

The wind outside brushed past the shops with a low whistle and you could make out a very familiar shape in the dim light of the streetlamps.

More excited than you’d like to admit you made your way to the door.

“Sorry, I’m late.”, the guy’s voice was muffled through the glass.

You pointed to the Closed sign with a raised eyebrow. He put his hands together in a silent plea.

With a very big eye roll you grabbed the keys from your apron pocket and opened the door a handwidth.

“Hi.”

“Hey there.”

“I need a cake.”

“Goodbye.”, you closed the door again.

“Please!”, he called.

You shook your head and gestured to your ear to signal you couldn’t hear him.

He thought for a moment, then took out his phone and began to type something. A few seconds later he held the screen up against the glass.

Forgot to get cake for friend’s birthday.

You pulled a notepad from your belt and wrote “unfortunate” in response.

Low rumbling of thunder made you both look to the horizon. A few moments passed in which he threw you puppy dog eyes. You sighed loudly and unlocked the door again.

Not a minute too soon. With the click of the lock the first heavy raindrop hit the windowfront.

“Thank you.”, he said with a grateful smile.

“Don’t mention it. But you will have to live with what’s left of the day. The ones for tomorrow still need to be decorated.”

He followed you to the counter, having the decency to look apologetic as you waved him to come along further to check out the cakes in the fridge.

He chose a white chocolate cake with strawberries and you carried it back to the front to pack it up.

“How has your last week been?”, he asked as you worked.

“Uhm, I made my best cinnamon rolls yet and finally found my TV remote. So pretty good, I’d say. How about you?”

“Not as good as yours apparently. Pretty busy. I had to do some traveling and give a bunch of presentations. Sorry I couldn’t come by to bring up that counter you keep on the blackboard.”

You closed your eyes and made an indefinable noise. You'd have to talk to your staff about the concept of discretion.

“Technically, that means I owe you at least one.”

“Oh, please don’t.”

He swaggered closer and, leaning on the counter, considered you for a moment.

You held his gaze, expecting the worst.

“Wait, I… actually forgot what I wanted to say."

You tried not to smile but were betrayed by your pursed lips.

"Gotta be honest, of all your flirting so far that has been the best one."

He gave you a half smile.

"How about you don't see it as flirting. See it as me just being extra friendly to someone extra beautiful."

You scoffed but couldn’t stop a short sort of giggle escaping your lips.

After a moment’s pause he added, now with genuine sweetness, "Go out with me. Just once. I promise it'll be fun. And really, what's the worst that can happen?"

"Where do I even start?"

"Okay. But besides that, the worst that can happen is that we realize we don't have anything in common."

You looked at him, your head slightly tilted in thought.

"Like, what are you doing tonight after work?", he suggested.

"Well, I’m meeting some friends."

"What will you be doing?”

“A museum has a science night we wanna check out.”

“Oh! Really?”, he asked excitedly, dropping his flirtatious manner completely. And sure enough this little piece of information carried you through the subject of scientific fun facts to books to hobbies and so on. The rain had lessened significantly but an hour later he was still there, sitting on a chair at the kitchen island, talking while you worked, peppering in little compliments here and there but keeping it mostly pleasantly fluffy.

When you eventually parted in front of the café, Kuroo hesitated, obviously thinking about how to say Goodbye. In the end you both settled for slightly awkward smiles and went your separate ways.

He had an extra spring in his step as he arrived at the restaurant, incredibly late but incredibly happy. His friend accepted the cake with a tipsy, somewhat off-key belt of “Happy birthday to me!” and pointed to a free seat next to Kenma.

"Someone's looking chipper.", his former setter commented and accepted a slice of birthday cake, “Why did you leave me here alone?”

“You’re hardly alone, Kenma-kun.”, the older one said vaguely, "I had to pick up the cake first. I only remembered when I was already at work."

"So… is it from that little café?"

Kuroo shrugged, but was unable to hide a grin.

His friend lifted a brow. Originally, Kuroo hadn’t meant to talk about it. About how he didn't expect you two to actually have so much in common, about how funny you were, how smart and how gorgeous you looked even after a long day at work. How you practically made him beg to get into the café at all and how easy it was to talk to you once the ice was broken. It took him a few minutes to finally stop gushing.

"Sounds like a very promising night.", Kenma said approvingly, hoping he’d finally be free of his friend’s whining about why you wouldn’t go out with him, "So you got her number, then."

Kuroo's dreamy expression fell at once. "Oh.”

The sun glistened on the streets still soaked from last night’s rain but the air smelled fresh and you hummed to yourself when you thought about the previous evening. As you unlocked the cafe’s front door you heard someone calling your name and turned around.

Your stomach dropped when you spotted Kuroo on the other side of the road, waiting to cross safely.

“Good morning.”, he said, a little out of breath but with a winning smile.

“Good morning. What brings you by so early?”

“I have a full day today so I wouldn’t be able to come by otherwise.”

You tried hard not to look too pleased.

“I was wondering, if - I mean, I forgot to - Could I have your number?”

Pretending to think about it, you opened the door.

“Do you want that on a to-go cup?”

“That would be easier to brag with.”, he said, nodding thoughtfully and stepping in behind you.

While you prepared his usual, Kuroo watched you closely and you weren’t sure if the pink in his cheeks was from his jog here or something else.

When you handed him his tea a few minutes later he stood there, looking you up and down with his cheeky grin.

You squinted in suspicion.

“You look even cuter than usual today.”

“Get out before I charge you double.”

He lifted the cup and winked. “Talk to you later.”

[20doozers]

★Birthday boys★

TW: fluff, a bit of arguing (sorta), 2005 bill and Tom, birthday stuff, overall just some silly fluff for their birthday

A/N: THIS IS SHIT

It was the twins birthday, which meant a little party with family and some friends plus a hangout with the band. Yet this year Tom and bill decided to spend the night with m/n, having a movie night of sorts where the three just relaxed and hung out.

Tom sighed and he plopped down on the couch, looking up as bill eagerly dragged m/n into the living room. The twins had set up a bunch of blankets, cushions, snacks, etc, the only missing part was the popcorn, but m/n said he’d make it while the two picked some movies for the mini movie marathon.

“Ow- bill seriously you’re hurting my wrist.” M/n huffed as bill pulled him along, his manicured grip tight on m/n’s wrist.

“Oh shut up I’m sure it’s not that bad.” Bill rolled his eyes, finally letting go as he sat on the couch near Tom. Tom rolled his eyes as well, lightly swatting Bill’s shoulder, the action slowly resulting in the two full of slap fighting. To which m/n just turned and walked towards the kitchen to make some popcorn for the three of them.

When m/n got back to the living room the twins had already picked a movie and started it, earning a small huff from m/n as he sat between the two of them.

“You started it without me? Seriously?” He teased lightly, setting the bowl of popcorn in his lap and watching as the twins both instinctively reached for a handful at the same time.

“Oh whatever.“ Tom huffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned slightly into m/n, all three boys focusing on the movie for now. By the end of the first movie Bill’s head ended up on m/n’s shoulder, his soft, quiet snores making him all the more adorable as he slept on m/n’s shoulder. M/n didn’t mind of course, just letting bill sleep on him. After all that’s what friends did, right?

After their small movie night m/n decided to not go home since it was dark, and the twins clung to him anyway for him to stay. The three eventually settled in bed, m/n being in the middle sine the two fought about who got to sleep next to him. The bed was a bit small, m/n practically being squished with how much the other two spread out but he didn’t mind too much.

“Bill… bill let go I need to pee..” m/n grunted, trying to pry a sleeping bill off of him. Bill only whined in response, clinging to him tighter as m/n sighed and laid back down. He could hold it, it’s not like he’d force the twins off of him. It was about 2am, and he needed to go to the bathroom, but with Tom and bill clinging to him he couldn’t. He eventually fell back asleep, one arm around Tom and one arm around bill.

Tom groaned as a someone shook his shoulders, cracking an eye open to look up and see bill shaking him.

“Maus! Cmonnnnn..” Bill whined, shaking Tom once more and letting go when Tom sat up.

“M/n is making breakfast! Cmonnn!” Tom just grunted in response, rubbing his eyes before being rudely dragged out of bed by bill. The two eventually made it downstairs to the kitchen, greeted with the sight of m/n setting out plates of pancakes and syrup for the two twins, and the same with a bit of bacon for himself since the twins didn’t eat meat.

“Ah, there you two are. Happy birthday to my favorite twins. Now eat up birthday boys.” M/n hummed, watching as the two clearly food motivated boys sat down and started eating, only chuckling before sitting down and beginning to eat as well. He still had a cake to make, but he could start that later, he had plenty of time before tonight.

YAYYYY! First post in three weeks how’re we feeling?? Anyway, this is for the twins birthday since it’s the first for me rn, also I’m sorry for not posting I’ve been busy. And sorry if this is shit but it was a bit rushed since I only got the idea three days ago. LUV YOU GUYS!!

Tags: @itsmealaiahh @itsmealaiah @itsangelll @d0wn-in-the-morgue @billskeis @divinelolita & @cherry-rawr ofc

[ashironie]

OKOKOK I DONT KNOW IF ILL MAKE IT BUT I NEED SOMEONE TO SO!

Pokémon!LMK!!!!!

Firstly this is going to be ESPECIALLY inspired by the anime since I’m watching it rn. And I barely know anything about Pokémon soooooooo….

ONTO THE AU IDEA

Mk gets woken up by Mei who wanted to be at his house to scare him when he got back from the poke-lab to get his pokemon, and the both realize he’s late as shit.

When they finally get there this really weird dude that’s obviously in a disguise is like “I’m the professor or doctor or smth I don’t really know, your late, have this random guy”

MK’s like, I’ll take what I can get, and takes Pokémon out it his pokeball (which is really intricately designed, especially the red bits, with a whole bunch of fire stuff) and it turns out to be a Chimchar which the professor seemed really impressed by (not the Chimchar part the part where Mk could get him out of the ball).

Also there was this one Pokémon master who’s main guy was an Infernape (the third evolution stage of Chimchar) and so Mk was like really excited about this.

They go on their adventure (Mei’s not old enough to have a Pokémon yet, but she wants to join Mk on his journey and her parents know they couldn’t stop her if they tried [and they did]) and meet their first gym, a fire gym.

✨Redson✨

MK’s got some more Pokémon at this point but starts out with Chimchar, in the same ball that he was originally in. Redson accuses Mk of stealing, Mk denies, they get into a bigger fight and turns out professor sketchy face was Sun Wukong (the aforementioned great trainer Mk likes so much [plot twist of the century]) “stole it” and gave it to Mk and now Redson is following Mei and Mk around like team rocket.

(Long story short, Sun Wukong breed another Chimchar and put him in a ball that could only be opened by someone worthy, someone Sun Wukong would train. Then either Redson seemed like a good candidate, couldn’t open it, and then they all got huffy he couldn’t so they kept him [until SWK stole him back] or DBK, PIF, and Redson just stole it [because it’s so powerful blah blah blah])

So now that’s happening, Mk is in touch with Sun Wukong, his dad Pigsy, and his dad’s husband Tang. Then Pigsy (being worried about his son) calls his old friend Sandy to help them (he’s a water type Pokémon breeder). This whole thing can happen before or after Mk meets Redson but yk (probably before but I was too excited about Redson).

Mei’s parents are visiting the town their in (on totally unrelated business what do you mean???) and woo yay it was Mei’s 10th birthday a little bit ago and now her parents asked her to watch over this one intricate pokeball (it’s green and while with dragon designs on the green bit).

One of Redsons Pokémon tries to steal it, but with the help from the Rayquaza inside the ball, Mei is able to defeat them. Mei says sorry to her parents for opening the pokeball, they say their proud of her and we’re gonna get it to her anyway (when she was older, but Mei always had a way with ruining their plans). Something something family.

I honestly don’t know too much yet (might reblog this later with more thoughts on the AU) but I do know I want Redson to go to Mk and Mei’s side (also Sandy is there) and maybe have like a Toph/Brock arc????? Again I don’t really know

I was specifically imagining that Redson actually deeply cares about his Pokémon and has nicknames for all of them, but only catches fire types. Aside from and Eevee who he plans to make into a Flareon but ends up accidentally making into a Sylveon because he coddles him too much or smth. Arc about him trying to find what makes him happy and trying to get his parents to not cut him out of their life pretty please with a cherry on top.

But that’s all I got so far…

[nobodysdaydreams]

Finally Live Reacting To Time Bombs ⌚💣 (From the Creators and Actors of Wolf359)

Hello everyone! I have been intentionally avoiding my mutuals' time bombs content (which I'm sure is lovely) just so I can do this live reaction. For those that are new, I'm Bods, I posted a bunch of unhinged Wolf359 reactions under the hashtag "#Bods wolf359 reactions" and you should be able to find them all there if you scroll back far enough (sorry my blog is a bit disorganized as much like our friend Doug Eiffel, I also have terrible ADHD).

This podcast, Time Bombs, is a shorter three episode podcast created, written, recorded, produced, and released in a single week by the same creators and a lot of the same actors as the original sci-fi audio drama Wolf359. Which I have to say, is impressive. Creating and writing something in one week is impressive, but that's one thing, and getting the actors in the studio is another. I hope the entire cast, writers, and crew continues to go on to do amazing projects because they clearly deserve it.

I know nothing about time bombs going into it other than Jacobi and Lovelace's actors, Noah Masur and Cecilia Lynn-Jacobs, are in this, and Zach Valenti who voices Doug Eiffel, Alexander Hilbert, Bob the Dear Listener, and Sam Lambert in Wolf359 is also in this as "Additional Voices" (whatever that means). I have no idea if this is about time travel, sci-fi, or just secret agents with bombs, we're going into this completely spoiler free, which makes me honestly a little excited because I don't know what to expect. We'll see if this ends up as unhinged as my Wolf359 reactions and while I'll use that hashtag on this post for consistency, I'll also use "#bods time bombs reaction" so that you can just search that one if you want to find this again.

Since there are only three episodes and they're each about 15-20 minutes, I'll be doing them all under one post, and if you want to listen to the podcast yourself, you can find it here. Okay, enough exposition, let's get into it!

Episode 1: Pink Mist

"This podcast contains discussions of DEATH. BE FOREWARNED!"

*Upbeat smooth jazz music starts playing* 🎶🎶🎶

I love it already. Catchy little tune.

Hi Simon Teller. The worst day of my life? Well, I got a bloody nose, and I've been under the weather but that's not exactly abnormal for me. "Worst day of my life" is a tad dramatic.

Loving the jazzy detective noir vibes.

JACOBI! What's his new name? Midland? Mark Midland? "Talented, immature, still freaks out" is he scared of ducks?

Robert Hansen aka "Radio Bob". Is this the same Dear Listener Bob?

Good heavens. Bob. How much sugar does a man need?

Why is hating Christmas a side plot in both Wolf359 and Time Bombs? Eiffel at least made sense because his birthday is on Christmas, and he can't spend it with his daughter. Oh never mind. Midland hates New Years. And um...why are you working on New Years? That's my question.

Wow. Midland is going through something. Same man, but I'm really gonna have to hear about that job. Third most dangerous? "I thought it was the 6th most dangerous job." "Third if you only count legal jobs" asdkfljfsdljslfj;askldfj

That's my question. Who loves working New Years? Real talk, who loves working any day? Also, I see Jacobi/Midland is still a loyal underling to a boss that openly disrespects and infantilizes him. Some things never change.

"Business is booming, hopefully not literally." Haha, we'll see.

What record? And who is she?

Oh Lovelace. 😂 I love the bleeping of the swears. What is she doing here, is she just their HR to make sure they don't screw everything up or is Simon narrating for a news report about whatever he does?

Ah more detective action music. Let's roll, boys. 🚓

Okay bomb squad. Finally they get into the job, which I figured that's what this would be about. A small part of me was holding out for bombs that let you travel through time when the clock ran out, hence the name "time bombs" but for a three episode podcast, that would be a lot.

I do not understand any of these elaborate metaphors, but boy did they sound cool. Guessing pink mist is important. Also is Simon narrating this to nobody or is Lovelace's character taping this for him?

"You know what I hate? Car bombs." Does anyone love car bombs though?

I gotta be real. Whenever Time Bombs or Wolf359 are like "here is how the engine and bomb mechanics work" my ADHD brain just tunes out for a sec. I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't be this way, but it's just what my mind does.

"Why aren't we blowing up the cab? It's a nice cab. We're not robbing this man of his livelihood on New Years Eve." 🚕 I was thinking this boss seems a little like Doug and then I just realized that it's because he's the narrator.

Hospital thing? 🏥 Why is he role playing as a doctor? WHEN HE'S A BOMB EXPERT? THAT'S ALREADY EXCITING YOU DO NOT NEED TO PLAY PRETEND TO MAKE IT MORE EXCITING. That's like if a professional football player was like "as I'm running with the ball, I like to pretend I'm an accountant running late for a company meeting". But romanticize your life the way you want, I guess. Okay, never mind, maybe this character really is like Doug Eiffel.

Poor Jacobi/Midland just can't find a good boss can he? "Patient has been terminated" see, this is why the metaphor doesn't work.

"Lighten up and give me a high five" this man needs an HR rep on him.

"I'm a very smart officer and have been doing this for a very long time. You're in good hands." Oh what a lovely ego you have there. It's beautiful. Sure would be a shame if it lead to ironic consequences later.

Ah, I knew it. Lovelace is a reporter. Tatiana Sabero? That's such a noir reporter name if I've ever heard one. "I met her three hours ago, she's writing about us and got permission to ride along" seems legit to me. 👍🏻

"Harmless banter" "Off the record" destroy them in your report Tatiana/Lovelace. Destroy them.

Thank you Jacobi/Midland for being the one decent person here.

"Everyone's divorced. Twice before I was thirty, my brother doesn't speak to me, I owe my friends large sums of money, and my therapist broke up with me." Okay, clearly Simon has issues he deals with using humor. I think I've seen this film before.

"Bob, you're not divorced? Nah, no one can put up with my ✨crippling gambling addiction ✨🎲🎰" Okay no wonder these men work on bombs, they're addicted to adrenaline and danger.

Mark Midland's last night on probation? So he's got a lot on the line.

"No shenaniganry. Tomfoolery though... 😏"

I will say that there are certain personalities and types of people attracted to certain jobs, but this is sad. "It's just a bomb, the worst it can do is kill me" Bro, who hurt you? Why am I asking that, obviously these men are their own worst enemies.

Lovelace/Tatiana is asking the REAL questions. Time to explore your own mortality Simon Teller.

And...that's episode 1. Lots of fun exposition, I'm excited to see where this goes.

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Episode 2: Emotional Dysregulation

I love this disclaimer before the catchy jazz music.

"Insufferable...I say with love in my heart boss." Oh Jacobi/Midland, won't you ever learn. Why do you take these jobs?

"Is that..." WHAT IS IT? IS IT A SCHOOL?

IT IS A SCHOOL.

"I'm gonna look like a hero!"

Simon, you're awful, and I smell karma heading your away.

Oh, is that Zach Valenti?

Yes, Jacobi/Midland. That IS what matters. No one got hurt. No bombs are a GOOD THING.

"What is wrong with these people? How can they be so selfish?"

Is he complaining about the fact that people DON'T bomb buildings more often? Dude. Get help.

"As long as we're there, put gun powder in someone's locker!" "Off the record" Lovelace/Tatiana, please destroy these men.

"Officially nooooooo...I hate bombs" "Unofficially?" I love how easy it is to get these men to talk. She says "Unofficially" and they're just like "ah, okay then."

"Emotional Dysregulation" no the term is adrenaline high and coping mechanisms.

"There is nothing funny about this job" What if Lovelace/Tatiana is a terrorist undercover to bomb them? That would be pretty funny.

UNIT 214?

UNIT 214!

I GOT THAT REFERENCE!

Yay! 🥳

So what's happening now? A...clown school? Well, that's the perfect place for you boys to enroll! 🤡 🎪

"Why would anyone want to blow up a clown school?" "Who wouldn't want to blow up a clown school?"

Someone afraid of clowns? Someone who just wants to set a funny trap for you? Someone you divorced or owe money to, perhaps, given the gambling addiction and admitted financial woes? At this point, if any of these characters was a surprise bad guy (or lady), I would not be surprised, they all have motive at this point, but in terms of podcast run time, I don't think we have quite enough for it.

So the fear of ducks is now fear of clowns. "Who would want to put more clowns into the world?" says the man who was just begging for more terrorists with bombs.

"What's worse than clown school?" BOMBS. Guns, disease, things that kill people. How about that?

What a complicated bomb to send to a clown school of all places.

Don't try to make him feel better Jacobi/Midland. He doesn't deserve it. "When it counts you stay focused and play it straight" "Midland, shut up". 😂 Why is Jacobi/Midland always working for toxic people who openly harass him? Why? Have some dignity.

"Less than 1% of bombs have collapsing circuitry" "Do you know that?" Jacobi/Midland may be the only one here with a brain.

Beep-beep!

"I hate it when you're right" No, you hate it when YOU'RE wrong. Nice work, Simon Teller. You activated the bomb.

Okay, so what happened? Did they fix it? Okay. Good. They did it...by guessing it sounds like. Hopefully that humbled him. There's an episode left so I won't hold my breath.

"That was me lying" Yeah, we got that Simon.

"If you knew which was the fail safe, why didn't you show me before you cut the other ones?" "Are you questioning your team leader tonight of all nights?" "No." JACOBI MIDLAND! THIS IS WHEN YOU OUGHT TO BE QUESTIONING HIM IT IS THE MARK OF A GOOD EMPLOYEE THAT YOU ARE QUESTIONING HIM.

"All off the record" "Of course" Kill them Lovelace/Tatiana. Not literally, of course, but you know. In the media.

Really flying along here. One more episode left! Let's see how they wrap this up.

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Episode 3: Countdown

Discretion is advised and...JAZZ MUSIC 🎶🎶🎶

"2 hours from midnight, one bomb away, so what if Midland is mad at me?" Not developing a conscience, are we Simon?

I love Lovelace/Tatiana sneaking up on him. 😂 This man has such an ego he treats her like part of the furniture.

Oh, finally they offer her coffee. "Is officer Midland going to be fine?" Good question. I don't think so, but maybe they can make him feel better by the end of the episode.

"How are you going to be if you don't beat the record?" "Can I ask you a question" way to deflect Simon.

"Why are you spending New Years Eve in a police van?" See, these are the questions someone working for the cops should have considered already instead of fretting about a record.

"Teller is there when it counts" Is he though? Is he?

Oh, hi again Zach Valenti! Are you going to get to play an unhinged guy with a bomb? That might be fun!

A man to man talk. "Things were said. Some were not true. Some were unkind. But we are professionals." What an apology. "I'll forget what you said" oh so he's just no longer threatening him? WOOOOOWWWW...Simon, you're the worst.

"Tempers were high" "Yeah, tempers were high because of your lies!" TELL HIM JACOBI MIDLAND!

YES! Call out his ego!

"I make the rules" Simon, no you don't.

"Lets not say anything we can't walk back from" Lovelace/Tatiana is gonna destroy them so badly. 😂

"We're gonna fast forward past me screaming like a normal person" Simon you're funny, but you don't have Doug's morals and sobering regret and that's why I can't get behind you.

How convenient that the coffee got spilled on his hands so it's up to Jacobi and Midland to save the day. I guess this means he has to give up his record. What a sacrifice.

"The record doesn't matter" "...the record matters so much... 😭😭😭" And...that's why it's a notable sacrifice, Simon. Welcome to loving people, hurts sometimes, doesn't it.

Pinata bomb? 🪅 Sounds like a party!

Lovelace/Tatiana learns fast. She honestly should be doing their job, she just recited the whole thing.

"You sure you don't want to hang around?" I think she's good. I think she's got plenty.

You're all gonna get fired. "Or funding for 10 new vans, or both" 😂

How nice. They all get beers together. 🍻 Happy Ending!

Oh, and they get to watch the fireworks together. A very appropriate ending.

And...there's that jazz music! 🎶

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That was fun. Thank you to everyone who recommend it. The semester is starting and school is keeping me busy, but if I ever react to more podcasts in the future, I look forward to see you guys there. Bye!

[warlock-enthusiast]

"Come with me, hurry."

Prompt number: 13 Fanfiction Fandom: The Wayhaven Chronicles (somewhere between book two and three) Rating: PG Characters: Adam du Mortain, Felix Hauville, Female Detective:: Kat Kingston Warnings: non apply

I’ve not slept well in weeks. Considering the recent changes in my life I believe that I have the full right of tossing and turning and getting tangled in the sheets. Between being thrown into the supernatural world and being thrown against a brick wall of a man that is haunting my thoughts every day, I’m ready for a long vacation. No weird experiments, no haunted carnivals, just a bunch of books and hot chocolate. 

Wouldn’t that be nice. 

Said brick wall suddenly bursts through my door, all cargo pants and a too tight shirt. He has his earpiece in and looks slightly ruffled. The strength of his entrance almost took out my bedroom door and I wince as I see it dangle in an awkward angle. Not that Adam is especially sorry for destroying my property. Seems to be a favourite of his.

"Come with me, hurry." He grabs my sheets and starts to pull. 

“Adam?”

“Get up.”

To be honest, I think that I have dreamed about this. Though he was a little more naked and a little more flushed in whatever my head had come up with during a specifically sleepless night. Right now, all I do is blink at him.  “What…”

“I’ll explain later. The rest are waiting outside.”

“I’m not… let me…” I’m not dressed to leave my bed. I want to hide beneath the covers and feel a blush rushing to my cheeks. Soon my skin will match my hair in terms of redness. 

What a pleasing thought. 

“No time for that. We got some very bad intel and I …” He stumbles over his words and doesn’t look at me, but his words are filled with whatever this is between the two of us. “*We* need you to be safe.” 

Adam is doing the sad puppy eyes, though he’d never admit it. Even in this dim light the green is rather mesmerizing. Something in my stomach lurches and I’m between wanting to throw up and throwing myself against him. 

I curse beneath my breath as I finally untangle myself from my sheets. I see his eyes going wide as he watches my sleeping ensemble. To my utter horror, I’m not dressed sexily or pretty or even professional. The days are getting cold, which is why I’m dressed in a pyjama that Tina got me for my last birthday. It’s hot pink and adorned with a myriad of cute cats. Not to mention extremely fluffy and warm. The pants are slightly too long, which is why I need two tries to get into my sensible slippers. 

“I…” Adam shakes his head and says nothing and I might have killed all attraction that he not so secretly harbored for me. I follow him and just know that my mom wouldn’t have been caught dead in such a thing, but Rebecca is Rebecca… 

Felix is standing outside, watching the scenery, and I notice their overly big car down the street. He’s all business and ready to fight whatever might be hunting me, but then he almost chokes on a chuckle as he sees me approach. 

“Really?” Felix starts to laugh and. “Show me this.”

He reaches for my pjs and touches the fabric. “At least it’s soft.” “We got no time for this.” Adam interrupts us and pushes on towards their car.

I still hear Felix suppressing his laughter and pray for the ground to open up and swallow me.

[purpleturtle9000]

I saw the Leo road-trip and came running please any crumbs about it I am peering into your window with the wettest most pleading eyes of all time let him steal children pls pls pls I’m sorry Tello but 👀children✨

he steals SO many children

Okay so this went exactly like the bayverse dinosaur fic: I started joking about it and then the jokes had some thought put into them and now I'm being serious about it. I need to stop joking about turtle things apparently.

The details of this are still pretty up in the air but I have committed to far more ridiculous things (again, see the bayverse dinosaur fic).

It started with the fact that Leonardo has been adopting every kid he comes across in the existing wify fics. Casey Jr, obviously, and all the teen turtles, but also Casey Sr and the entirety of Casey Sr's brownie girls. Literally all of them. He babysits regularly while Sr's busy (and even when she's not, his dad instincts are unstoppable).

On the one hand, Leonardo could probably adopt half of New York City before he finally got too busy to give his kids the attention they deserve.

On the other hand, him going on an interdimensional road trip to adopt 87 versions of his younger self is much funnier.

So he does!

He takes little Leo's sword and starts the interdimensional road trip of a lifetime. Tello is with him and complaining constantly all the way because in their eyes, this is truly proof that Leonardo is an absolute moron. Nobody with a bit of sense would do this (which calls into question why Tello is here, then).

Eventually, Tello bonds fiercely with one of the interdimensional little blues, which they never live down as long as Leonardo is alive.

In the meantime, Leonardo is intent on protecting every little Leo he can find. There's a lot of dangerous things out in the multiverse. Killer robots, zombies, invasion timelines where Angelo died before the time gate, prison dimensions that couldn't be escaped from, a universe or two where Leo was the only mutant turtle to begin with.

Traumatised future Leo goes reality-hopping to find and love a bunch of traumatised little Leos, is what I'm saying.

I was slightly exaggerating when I said 87 versions. But only slightly. He ends up with at least fourteen, potentially more.

Meanwhile, Tello is going absolutely bonkers trying to keep track of all these children and the dimensions they originated from, because Leonardo has no idea if this is going to upset the laws of the multiverse or some such. That hasn't stopped Leo from adopting more, but Tello rather wishes it would.

But nothing in the multiverse could convince Tello to leave their twin alone, so instead they go along. Whining, mostly, but also because they know Leonardo's gonna need some help. (He does need help. He has no idea about the logistics of feeding 14+ children. I cannot stress enough that Leonardo did not think past his dad instincts telling him to adopt more.)

A list of traumatised little Leos:

had his arm chewed off by zombies last week and no longer has any optimism about this apocalypse thing

youngest from a universe where humans tried building mechs to fight the Krang, and his brothers died as pilots

separated from his family and thinks they're all dead because they never came looking for him

unfailingly optimistic early-Krang-invasion survivor but in dire need of someone to tell him it's okay to cry

the only turtle to survive Draxum's experiments and raised as a weapon of war, has some anger issues

his family couldn't stop the Shredder's early arrival and he and his little brother Mikey were the only ones to run fast enough

the only living rebellion member as of yesterday, and is not doing well about anything that's happened recently

part of a group of young mutant survivors until they were wiped out two years ago and he's been socially maladjusted since

wasn't able to stop purple-dragon-mech-donnie who destroyed a significant amount of NYC and now Leo's in hiding

went to Times Square for his birthday, was alone at ground zero of an early Krang attack and lost his leg

Mikey wasn't strong enough to get Leo out of the prison dimension and he was stuck being hunted by Krang for a year

Mikey died when they were kids and wasn't there to get Leo out of the prison dimension

the only turtle made by Draxum and was raised by Splinter until Splinter died from a particularly bad bout of rat flu

only child trained for Big Mama's gladiator arena and just won his first fight, which he's emotionally scarred by

[dollwritesarchive]

BABE HIII I MISSED YOU!! I've been super busy with work/college recently AND it was my birthday (which I celebrate for like a week lol) so I've been caught up in that but now things are finally starting to calm down! Unfortunately I haven't had alot of down time recently, and any tv time I did have was taken up by watching house of the dragon and desperately trying to finish game of thrones lol so I havent been able to watch any of the animes on my list BUT I finally did finish game of thrones literally a couple days ago so I'll finally be able to start one 😁 which one I'm not sure right now its between aot, jojo's, and hxh (which I saw you started recently 👀 tbh I'm scared of the person I might become once I get introduced to chrollo) so if you have a suggestion on which one I would love to hear it!

Also BACHIRA!!? You have such taste LOL hes my favorite too 🖤 Your blurb was literally so spot on to how I imagined bachira too it's crazy, I definitely see him as a biter lol and omg the "it gets you wet when I tell you no" STOOOPP 🤤. You know that position where the girl is on top and the guy is like fucking up into her really fast? That's what I always think of with bachira lol like sure he says you can try being on top for once but the second you sink down on him hes wrapping his arms around you anchoring you in place and fucking you up 💖

I literally stopped dead in my tracks and gasped when I saw you're considering writing for dabi like OH!!? My FAVORITE writer on here writing for my FAVORITE character might actually kill me I don't know if my heart can take it 😭 I know you havent seen mha yet but dabi just had like HIS MOMENT and yes I will be adding a bunch of tiktoks below for it lol

Also are you excited for the new season of demon slayer 👀 God himself will not be able to stop me from seeing it in theaters idc if I cant get tickets I WILL be witnessing akaza and doma on the big screen

I actually have so many tiktoks to send you it's crazy lol

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRG9LWW2/ HELLO?? If he looks like this I'm so excited to see kokushibo

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGHnTgo/ the fact I'll also be able to see gyutaro in theaters 👀

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGHoLg6/ my fav feminist 💖

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRG96dkW/ who tf allowed him to be this pretty 👀

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRG9j1QN/ him falling to his knees actually makes me wanna cry

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRG9LTS1/ HIS VOICE 👀

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGHt3GN/

Now for dabi 👀

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGHwmb3/ I volunteer

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRG9jw7c/ my unhinged boy 💖

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRG9REHL/

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGHv4Ss/ HIS LAUGH https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGHWfE9/

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGHWPwt/ PLEASEEE MY GOD

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRGH3Hut/

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTRG96K12/ the fact they did it on purpose too lol

I'm so sorry I sent like an absurd amount of tiktoks LMAO but I've been saving them up for you 😘 I hope you've been doing well and I'm so excited to catch up on more of your fics 🖤 jjk anon

HI BABY OMG HOW ARE YOU IM SO GLAD YOURE BACK

This is a little bit late BUT I SAW ALL THOSE LINKS AND I WAS LIKE OH LORDT IM GOING TO NEED SOME TIME TO GO THROUGH THESE

PLEASE SEND HELP THESE HXH VILLAINS ARE RUJNING MY LIFE

I haven’t even gotten to chrollo yet I’m in some DEEP SHIT

PERSONALLY I would really like to see you watch AOT first!! it’s only because it’s my number 1 and I really really really love to talk about it 🥺🥺🥺

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT YOU SHOULD WATCH IF YOU HAVENT YET ?? GANGSTA! ITS ONLY GOT ONE SEASON AND I JUST WATCHED IT RECENTLY AND I AM HEAD OVER HEELS FOR WORICK AND NIC ( IT DOESNT HELP THAT THEIR VAS ARE SUKUNA AND NANAMI )

BACHIRA YES

So gagamaru is actually my fave of the boys

LOVE JUST A LITTLE ( big ) FREAK BUT BACHIRA IS SECOND

And then… there’s barou I think I just simp for anyone sukuna’s va voices honestly

DABI YES THAT IS 1000000% YOUR INFLUENCE because I’ve still only seen the clips that you sent me, but I WILL ADMIT I am more receptive to some of the characters in mha

LIKE I FIND THE ONE MAGICIAN GUY REALLY HOT AND I CAN NEVER REMEMBER HIS NAME BUT HE HAS THE BALLS YA KNOW

LIKE THE BLUE ONES

Black hair, wears a mask I think? IDK IVE SEEN THE PIC OF HIM ALL BLOODY FACED MISSING PART OF HIS TORSO AND I THOUGHT THAT WAS SEXY OF HIM

But I have been itching to write for dabi AND IM THINK THONKING HARD ABOUT IT

There will for sure be some dabi food on this blog very very soon

BABE DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW EXCITED I AM FOR DEMON SLAYER MY ULTIMATE FAVE IN THE SHOW ( KOKUSHIBO ) IS ANIMATEEEDDD FINALLYYYYY IVE BEEN WAITING ON HIM

I’ve also got an au coming out once this season does, because it’s all about the demons ❤️❤️❤️

YES TIKTOK TIME OMG IVE MISSED BEING FED

I’m also gonna send you a bunch that I’ve been saving, some are hxh some are jjk IVE JUST BEEN SAVING LIKE CRAZY

GYUTARROOOOO I LOVE THAT FREAKY LITTLE WEIRDO lil mantis man 😭😭😭

THE DIO ONE ???? KICKING MY FEET SCREAMING AND CRYING THATS MY DADDDDYYYY

THE SLUTTY LITTLE WAIST ON DABI I WANNA GRAB HIS HIPS IM NOT PLAYING AROUND 🔪🔪🔪

Bro his laugh… I adore it please

OH GOSH YOU FED ME SO WELL AND I HAVE BROUGHT DESSERT:

demon slayer ( plus dabi )

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNACsJ/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNGm9w/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNXa5v/ THE KOKU GIRLIES ( me ) STAY WINNING

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNHhXC/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNUWmK/

HXH ( mostly feitan and hisoka )

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNHwm7/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNfyeV/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNDqjj/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNHY9w/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNq2T9/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNU4dy/

JJK ( BACK TO THE ROOOOTTTSSS )

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNph6o/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNUHEr/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNVDQt/

SOME GANGSTA TOO

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNC2A8/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtN494w/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNgsoN/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNXp3b/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtNX4Ko/

IM SO SORRY THAT WAS WAY MORE THAN I INTENDED SOSKSKKS

[despair-to-future-arcs]

Date time!

Yahooo, man that was fun!

God... the roller coasters and rides were a blast, we should seriously come here next time!

Yeah... honestly I don't think I ever been on many rides either, god this is fun!

So... since we got on the rides, you wanna get something to eat? I think there's a diner around here.

Oh right right, yeah we should totally get something to eat, huh?

Alright then, let's get eating and play some games!

Yeah, I did promise Yuzuha I would get her something so let's go.

*the duo went over to the restaurant which Shoji orders some food as the 2 sat down*

Ah, well at least we got to sit down finally...

Ah... tired, huh? Yeah sorry about that, I just got waaay too excited since I really love amusement parks.

Yeah I could tell and I figure it be a good idea to do something for your birthday and all.

Which speaking of that, I think the student council is doing something on the 29th so best be prepared!

Whoooa, are you serious?! That's like... a whole bunch of fun!

Man... I think after all that I probably crash and burn.

But still, this is loooots of fun! Thank you sooo much for inviting me!

Heh, glad you like it...

Yep I really do, thanks for doing all this for Ibuki's birthday!

Huh? Oh, hey look over there...

*Ibuki saw something pass Shoji and was sitting down*

So...he's not coming?

No, I try to call his house and nothing... not sure what happen.

You think for someone that cares a lot about you he would of come, especially as it's your birthday coming up...

Maybe he's busy studying and getting prepared for college? It could be that, y'know how expensive the Reserve Course can be...

Ren... can you not make up excuses for that friend of yours? It isn't good keeping a girl waiting.

Heh... your not making it easier Lottie, I mean geez... putting pressure on the guy.

No... it's fine, I think he's just preparing for college, so it's fine...

Nagi... your going way too easy on him, if you keep doing that; he'll take advantage of it...

[minheeology]

i’m doing well!! the birthday party was fun, and the second one too bc like four of our students have bdays in july. i am sad they have to leave me soon :,) as for the other job, i haven’t really found one yet?? i got called back for one but then just a bunch of stuff happened and long story short i’m still where i was, but idk, i’m still looking, maybe it was for the best, etc etc. my roommate who’s in the same major as me sent me an opportunity for a lab on campus so i might take that and stay with the teaching job?? idk, i just kind of dread having to leave the babies and also i have a lot of stuff going on in august so i’m kind of hesitant to make a huge shift to a different job :,)

i hope you’re okay omg, working three (i think?) jobs 😟 AND they’re high contact/social jobs omg could not be me, i struggle at the end of my one 😭😭 i hope you’re taking care of yourself and giving yourself time to recharge as much as you can, you sound so busy !! - 🐝

omg i just replied to your other message- i didn't even see this every other time i looked through my inbox???

it's so cute that you attend your students' birthday parties. teachers by me never did that throughout all of my years of school, which is sad, because i would have loved it. although, now a teacher i had when i was a senior is a good friend of mine and we talk a lot.

when you said that you moved, did that mean you had to leave your teaching job as well? (sorry if you answered that in the other one, i'm seriously horrible with remembering things).

now that it's august, i hope that all plans you have this month have gone, or will go, well for you!

as for the three jobs, i only have one now (finally), but i think i might need to go back to two or three.. i'm putting myself into debt with concerts and buying zb1 merch... yeah.

again, i hope you're doing amazing!

[obsessedasusual]

Saviour - Jake “Hangman” Seresin

xReader

Summary: Someone won’t take a hint and need a fake boyfriend to ward them off? Hangman’s got you covered.

Warnings: alcohol, unwanted advancements (nothing major - just a douchebag), swearing.

Note: 2.6k - AHHHH I started drafting this after I saw TGM a couple of weeks ago and I finally got it all out of my head and into a doc. As per all my fics, it’s self indulgent and I have no regrets. My first TGM fic!! Let’s goooo!

“I need a drink!” you called over the music. Your friends were one too many drinks deep to properly understand what you were saying but nodded at you anyway, grabbing each other's hands and jumping up and down out of time with the song, dancing apparently.

You couldn’t help but laugh at how uncoordinated they were in their drunken state as you turned to head back to the bar, weaving through the sea of dancing bodies.

Finally making it to the bar you waited patiently for Penny to get to you, taking the chance to observe your surroundings. For whatever reason, The Hard Deck was extra busy tonight. There were the local-regulars, the Navy aviator-regulars, curious beach-goers wanting to catch a glimpse of said aviators, and if the matching tuxedo print t-shirts were anything to go by - a bachelor party.

“God, sorry about that,” Penny’s voice broke your train of thought, “another coke and raspberry?”

You grinned in confirmation, “No rush! Serve those guys first. Just when you get a sec, Pen.”

It was your turn to be the sober driver of your friend group which honestly, you had no issue with. Sometimes it was fun just to stand back and watch your friends go wild. The lack of a hangover the next day was just a nice bonus.

Your attention was pulled back to the bar as Penny placed your drink in front of you, “Anything else?”

“I’m good. Thanks, Pen,” you handed over your card to pay, “Any idea why it’s so busy tonight?”

She huffed out a laugh and shrugged a shoulder, “Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe people enjoyed that show on the beach earlier.”

You shot a puzzled look her way, “What show?”

“You missed a good one, hon. Bunch of pilots playing football on the beach. The onlookers were very pleased.”

“Were you one of those onlookers by any chance?” She rolled her eyes at your smirk and handed your card back.

“Shut up and drink your drink.”

Choosing to catch your breath and stay away from the dance floor for the time being, you took the chance to capture some less than complimentary photos and videos of your friends to use on upcoming birthdays.

Giggling at their drunken dance moves you failed to notice someone slide onto the barstool next to you. It wasn’t until you turned back to take a sip of your drink that you caught sight of a brunet in a tuxedo-print shirt shooting you a confident smirk.

You gave a brief smile and moved your attention back to the dance floor.

The man next to you cleared his throat lightly, “Hi.”

Your eyes shot around the bar until you clicked he was talking to you, again you gave him the briefest of smiles, a grimace almost, and a nod in greeting.

“I’m Dylan.” His smirk grew into a grin.

You offered your name as a short reply and took another sip, diverting your eyes.

While you kept your eyes on your drink you felt him move closer, arm brushing yours on the bar top. You retracted your arm right away.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

Eyes flitted from your drink to him and back again pointedly, “Um, I’m good… thanks.”

Dylan shrugged and took a swig of his beer, “You from around here?”

Actively trying to hold back your eyeroll you nodded, “I am.”

Take the hint, dude.

You turned your back to the guy and let your eyes drag across the crowd, trying to locate your friends, clocking the gaze of a couple of people you recognised as pilots while doing so.

“Not very talkative are you?”

You shut your eyes in an attempt to calm yourself.

“Come on, sweetheart. Join me for a drink.” He pushed.

“No thanks, I’m here with someone.”

Now would be a great time for your friends to make an appearance.

“Then why’re you sitting at the bar by yourself?” Dylan leaned closer as he asked the question, you felt yourself lean backwards on instinct.

“Not exactly a crime, is it?”

He chuckled lowly, “You’ve got jokes. Tell me another.”

You sighed and looked him in the eye, “I don’t want to be rude but I really am here with someone.”

Technically not a lie.

Dylan smirked, “Easy, sweetheart. I’m just talking to a pretty woman. Nothin’ wrong with that.”

“Please… don’t.”

“Don’t what? Talk to you?”

Before you could think of a reply you felt an arm move around your back to support your weight as you leaned so far back in your seat you were almost falling out. Your eyes shot from the brunet in front of you to the blond man who now flanked your side, recognising him as one of the guys who had caught your eye not two minutes earlier.

“This guy bothering you, darlin’?” His question was directed at you but his gaze didn’t leave Dylan’s.

“We’re just talking,” Dylan shifted his eyes to you, “aren’t we, sweetheart?”

So lost in what was happening you couldn’t find your voice.

“Do me a favour, and stop talking to my girl.”

Your head tilted up to stare at the blond in surprise, he tilted his head down to you, as if you could read his mind, just go with it.

You relaxed slightly against him and nodded lightly, giving him the go-ahead. At your nod, the blond moved his hand from where he had a hold on the edge of the bar top to rest lightly on your bicep, thumb rubbing gently against your skin.

“Your girl?”

“My girl,” the blond confirmed, “problem?”

Dylan held his hands up in mock defence, “She didn’t say anything about a boyfriend, man. Maybe you should keep a tighter leash on her.”

The grip on your arm tightened ever so slightly.

“You should go now.”

The brunet smirked at the blond’s sneer, “I’m just here getting a drink. It’s a public bar.”

“It’s a Navy bar,” Penny interrupted from behind the counter, “everything okay here, Hangman?”

Hangman?

“We’re good, Penny,” so the blond was Hangman? “He was just leaving.”

Dylan looked from Hangman, to Penny, to you and rolled his eyes, “Whatever, man. Your bitch, your problem.”

You felt the man next to you tense and start to move closer to the stranger, shooting your hand to his chest to stop his movements. His eyes dropped to yours and you shook your head, “Please don’t. It’s not worth it.”

Hangman’s jaw tensed as he studied your face, nodding finally.

“Penny, my dear,” he called over his shoulder, eyes still locked on the dark-haired man, “How about giving that bell a quick ring?”

Penny smirked and winked at you as she stepped back and rang the bell, resulting in the bar erupting in cheers. At the strangers' confused expression Hangman took the liberty to point at the sign behind the bar, beer still in hand, “You disrespect a lady, you buy a round. For everyone.”

Clocking Dylan’s angry glare you discreetly moved in closer to your saviour, who in turn tightened his grip on you and continued to stare the man down.

“Not only have you disrespected a lady, you disrespected my lady. Time for you to walk on back to your pals.” Hangman made a shooing motion with his free hand.

Deciding to not dig himself further into the hole he’d found himself in, Dylan rolled his eyes, mumbled a, ‘Whatever’, and walked back to the bachelor party, choosing instead to glare at you from afar.

“Prick.”

You almost jumped in fright at the sound, suddenly remembering that you weren’t alone. Slipping out of Hangman’s hold you braced yourself back against the bar and looked up at the blond waiting a beat before breathing out, “Thank you.”

His green eyes snapped from glaring across the bar down to meet yours, now full of concern, “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded slightly, “yeah, I’m good. Seriously, thank you for that. You didn’t need to.”

“Guy needs to learn to take a hint,” his eyes dragged over your face as if he was looking for any sign of harm, “are you here by yourself?”

You shook your head, “I’m um, I’m with my friends,” you turned and pointed vaguely to the corner of the bar that had been claimed as a dance floor by anyone drunk enough, “They’re just… preoccupied.”

Trust your friends to choose that exact moment to start attempting the ‘sprinkler’ dance move. You dragged your hand over your face, giggling in embarrassment, “Jesus Christ.”

The blond chuckled behind you, “Preoccupied is one word for it,” he watched them for a moment longer, “You’re gonna be here a while,” your gaze moved back to him as he spoke, “C’mon.”

He handed you your drink from the bar before placing his hand lightly on your back, giving you a light push to get you to follow his lead.

You were grateful for his hand on your back, keeping you grounded as you followed him through the crowd, mind still on the interaction that had just occurred. Hangman led you to a table in the back corner of the bar, out of sight of the bachelor party crew.

Sliding into the seat opposite him you let out the breath you’d been holding in for what felt like forever.

“You okay?” He checked again. Smiling in response you nodded.

“I'm good. Thank you. Again.”

He tipped his head in acknowledgement.

“So… you’re in the Navy?” You prompted, trying to save you both from an awkward silence.

His face split into a grin and nodded, “Am I that obvious?”

“You’ve got the whole,” you gestured vaguely around his face, “clean cut, slicked back hair, officer thing going on. And Hangman doesn’t exactly sound like a run-of-the-mill nickname.”

He tipped his beer bottle at you accusingly, “You’re very observant.”

“What do you do? Within the Navy, I mean.”

“Naval aviator, ma’am. I fly the planes.”

Your eyes brightened, “Pilot, huh? Must be a nice view up there.”

His eyes locked with yours, “It sure is something.”

Jesus Christ.

You busied yourself by taking a sip from your glass, “So do you have a name, or do I keep calling you… Hangman.”

He chuckled at your uncertainty, “Something wrong with my callsign?”

Immediately shaking your head you backtracked, “No! No. It’s a great… callsign. I just feel Iike I shouldn’t be calling you that… is that normal? For a normal person to use your callsigns? And by ‘normal people’, I mean ya’know… not Navy people.”

His eyes didn’t leave yours as he smiled at your obvious fumbling, “Lieutenant Jake Seresin at your service, ma’am.”

You shook his outstretched hand and told him your name in return, “A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lieutenant.”

“Pleasure’s all mine, darlin’.”

God that smile.

“You uh, you don’t have to sit here with me you know. Go back to your Navy friends. I’m good. Promise.”

He leaned back in his chair and smiled softly at you, “You telling me to leave?”

“Um no… I’m just… I don’t-“

Jake interrupted your rambling, “If it’s alright with you, ma’am, I think I’d like to stay. You know, to ward off any more unwanted attention.”

The heat in your cheeks was bound to be obvious and you ducked your head in an attempt to hide your shy smile, “Sure. That’s… that’s absolutely fine.”

You learnt a lot about the man in front of you as you shared a drink, and then another. He was a Texas native, had only ever wanted to be a pilot, had an older sister, loved 70’s and 80’s rock over any other music,

“Post Malone? No. If it’s not Phil Collins I don’t want it.”

He was well travelled,

“If you go to one place in your lifetime… make it Italy.”

Was apparently incredible at darts,

“I swear to God! Hand over my eyes, three in a row, bullseye every time.”

Was not the most humble of men,

“Someone’s got to be the best, right?”

“You’re very sure of yourself.”

“Nothing’ wrong with a little confidence, darlin’”

And he was enjoying his time in San Diego,

“It’s nice here, you know? The sun, the sea, the views from the sky. It has a way of growing on you.”

For every question you asked him, he had fired one right back at you.

Where did you grow up? What’s your favourite food? What’s your least favourite thing about your job? Cats or dogs? Tell me this, tell me that.

He was an incredibly interesting man.

“You have lived one hell of a life, Jake.”

He smiled fondly at you, “Still got a long way to go.”

The flow of your conversation was interrupted by your two now very drunk friends collapsing into the spare seats at your table and grabbing you dramatically.

“We’ve been looking for you everywhere! Are you gonna sleep with this guy?” She eyed a very amused Jake and leant closer to you, not whispering at all, “He’s hot!”

Your eyes flicked between your friends and Jake rapidly, very much embarrassed, “Okay time to call it a night I think.”

You sunk back the last of your soda, grimacing at the tickle down your throat before you clapped your hands at your friends who were blatantly checking out your company, “Let’s go! Taxi’s leaving.”

Apparently they had indulged themselves a little too much this evening and struggled to walk in a straight line, resulting in you carrying the weight of one and Jake, ever the gentleman, allowing the other to lean on him for support as you led them out of the bar.

“Looks like you’re in for a fun night.” He laughed as you both struggled towards your car.

“They’ll owe me for next time. That’s for sure.” You managed to unlock your car and less than gracefully shove your friend in the passenger seat. Jake followed suit with your friend in the backseat, however with his advantage in strength, his dislodgement was a lot more coordinated.

You spoke over your shoulder as you rounded the car to the driver’s side, “Thank you for tonight. For everything. That guy, the company and,” you gestured to the mess that was your friends, “this.”

He chuckled and took a step closer to you, “Happy to help.”

The two of you stared at each other quietly, sharing a soft smile before the banging on a car window interrupted the moment. Apparently your friends wanted to go, and wanted to go now.

“I should go.” You pointed your thumb over your shoulder to your car.

Jake nodded in agreement, “Can I,” he cleared his throat, “I apologise if I’m out of line, but can I see you again?”

You felt a grin make its way over your face as the heat once again returned to your cheeks. Nodding shyly you held his eye contact, “Yeah. That’d be great.”

Smiling his megawatt smile in your direction he handed you his phone and you typed out a message to send to yourself.

90’s RnB trumps 80’s rock.

He rolled his eyes when he saw what you’d typed out, “It most certainly does not.”

You shrugged innocently, “Agree to disagree.”

Gaining a surge of confidence you rose up to place a sweet kiss on the pilot’s cheek, pulling back almost as quickly, “I guess I’ll be seeing you, Lieutenant.”

You relished in the way he was lost for words, “Yeah, you will.”

Giving him one last smile you turned and hopped into the driver’s seat, waving at him through the window and driving away.

Watching him watch you through the rearview mirror.

[scarletwinterxx]

mark lee day - short scenario

hii🥺 it’s been so long i’m not sure what to say... apart from thank you to those who waited and those who showed this blog some love while I was gone🥺😭💛 ngl it’s been a tough couple of weeks hence why i haven’t written anything. 

This one is a bit close to home (i do share an almost bday w mark😅) hope you like it even tho it’s a bit late for Mark Lee day.

again. thank u thank u thank u

This is definitely a very different scenario than what you have originally planned. 

You were supposed to celebrate your birthday with your favorite human. Seeing as you share an almost birthday, his on the 2nd of August and yours on the 3rd. It’s a tradition you and Mark have had ever since you got together. 

It’s also one of the first thing you bonded over, when you were just starting to get to know each other you mentioned your birthdate to him to which he replied with an overly excited tone and huge grin, thinking that maybe it was fate all along. 

“Yo wait what? my birthday is on the 2nd” he says with the biggest smile you’ve seen, his cheeks looking so cute

“Yea, I’m born on the 3rd. Guess that makes you older than me?”

And now here you are spending it apart for the first time in 3 years.

You tried your best to cheer up whenever he calls since he’s still in quarantine. But once he hangs up, you’re overcome with this feeling of sadness and longing.  Sad because he missed so many thing these past few weeks and knowing your beloved boyfriend well he’s probably beating himself over it. 

You didn’t want to add to the list of things he’s worrying about so you try and put on a brave face for him. But in reality you wanted nothing but to curl up by his side and tell him everything’s going to be alright.

It’s been a normal day so far. Instead of having the usual celebration the two of you would have, you spent the day on your own. Not forgetting to send Mark a birthday wish the moment the clock struck twelve and a cake to be delivered later to his place. 

Hearing the doorbell ring, you wondered who it might be. You weren’t expecting anyone, you walked towards your door looking at the monitor first before opening it. You see a bunch of flowers held infront of the person’s face. 

“Uh hello?”

“Special delivery from Lee Minhyung” you hear the familiar voice of Jeno

Opening the door, you see not only Jeno but also Chenle and Jaemin waiting outside your door. Chenle holding a bunch of balloons while Jaemin has the cake. 

“What is this?” you ask the three guys

“Mark hyung asked us to deliver these to you since he can’t, he also said to check up on you but he told us to leave that part out” Chenle explains, making the two older guys look at him questioningly

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it” you chuckle, stepping aside to let the guys in

“We’re not staying for long, just here to greet you an advance happy birthday” Jeno says as he give you the flowers, “Thank you guys, you didn’t have to come all the way here. I know you’re busy”

“No big deal, plus we know today’s kinda a bummer for you and Mark. We just wanted to help”

“Thank you really” after saying your goodbye’s, you take a quick picture of the cake, flowers and balloons. Sending the snapshot to Mark. 

Immediately he give you a call. 

“You got it?” you hear his voice ask, he still sounds a bit sick but better than the previous days you’ve talked to him. 

“Yes, you didn’t have to though. Just get well soon is all I’m asking”

“Baby, I can’t let this day pass without buying you a cake and the flowers” Mark says, already feeling the smile form on your lips “I know, I just... didn’t want to celebrate without you”

“I know, I’m sorry” Mark says

Shaking your head, you smile at him through the screen “No hey, what did we talk about. Don’t apologize okay? No one’s at fault here”

“But-” “No buts, Mark Lee. You’re going to make me sad if you say sorry one more time” finally showing the sadness you’ve been keeping from him 

“Thank you,,, for saying it’s not my fault” he mumbles, wishing he was next to instead

“Of course it’s not, no need to thank me for that. Just focus on getting better, okay? That’s all I wish for”

“I am working on that, don’t worry to much about me baby” he can see the smile making its’ way to your face again, instantly making him feel better. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you on our next birthday. And the next one after that and the many more to come” he promises to you, and you know Mark is a man of his words. 

“You have a lifetime to do that, don’t worry” you tell him

“That I do know, happy birthday to us. It’s like the universe knew I needed you in my life so they sent you” he says, not missing the lovestruck look in his eyes making you blush instantly

“Remember that time I told you I used to hate celebrating my birthday, but ever since I knew I started to like this day a little bit more” you tell him, “Hey, your birthday is definitely something to celebrate”

“Yea but I like it better because of you”

He shakes his head, looking down on the ground to hide his grin. It’s like you know just what to say to make the butterflies in his stomach flutter or how to make his heart feel like it’s about to stop beating. 

“I like you best, my love”

“This is not a competition on who likes who more, Mark Lee. Don’t make me say it again”

“But I like you more” “Na uh, I like you more”

“Okay fine, you like me more but I love you most. Ha can’t beat that” he says, effectively shutting you up. 

“I love you too, babe. Happy birthday” you tell him, “I love you, baby. Happy birthday”

[shotorozu]

hello!! i saw that your requests were open and wanted to ask if you could do single dad! atsumu suna and sakusa falling in love with reader, like it's sort of a meet cute (or not) but the reader falls for them and the kid and happiness lskfjsdfk have a great day!!

single dad! falling for reader

character(s) : miya atsumu, suna rintarou, sakusa kiyoomi (haikyuu!!)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, timeskip au! (because,, single dads.)

headcanon type : fluff, crack and angst if you squint (x reader)

warning(s) : mentions of the character’s ex wives, the ex-wives being jerks for multiple different reasons and ways (so,, be warned. for negligence, not very detailed hitting, and cheating, but not on reader)

note(s) : me, writing for haikyuu?? wow, a surprise! also, it’s been a while since i’ve written for haikyuu so if i don’t get the characterization correctly— ESPECIALLY FOR SAKUSA, i’m sorry in advance.

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miya atsumu

at first, his marriage was happy. miya atsumu— successful in his 20s, basically set for life, and with a head strong wife that gave him a wonderful daughter

he was elated when his son, genji came into this world. he wouldn’t swap him out for anyone else. and it was all good, really

until he started spotting marks on genji’s delicate skin, and he even found a large bruise on his shoulder when he was changing his shirt! he almost passed away seeing that

genji would also have a sudden fear of being alone in the house— even when his mother would stay behind to take care of him

but why though? genji’s only 4! what could’ve happened to him? he doesn’t recall hiring any babysitters.

he finally found the answer one day, when he found out that his head strong, intense wife— has been physical with him!

basically, all the love for his wife flew out the window, and he filed for a divorce— and of course, he won custody

and he assumed that his love life would stop at that— and it didn’t sound terrible. all that mattered was that his son was safe, and happy again

but this is where you come in

you work at a toy store, a small business toy store really, that sold the highest of quality only

and atsumu took genji to either replace, or fix the toy he broke a few days back. the place was recommended to him by shoyo— who also had a kid of his own

you’re just two years younger than him, eyes full of determination and care, practically the complete opposite of his ex-wife.

you put up a good conversation with him, while you fixed the toy— the two of you talking about the mutual friends, and that ‘this place should be a lot more popular.’

and also, his son did happen to take a liking to you. he seemed joyous in your presence— compared to how he was with his ex-wife

and from that moment on, the two of you would only become closer— especially when a bunch of his son’s toys started breaking magically

before atsumu knew it, he harbored something for you— the absolute angel you were to the both of them

“‘m sorry for the inconvenience,” the faux blond scratches the back of his next “didn’t know genji here was a ‘lil clumsy weasel,”

you laugh, and genji’s just staring at you with amusement, “it’s fine, genji could break his entire toy box— and i’d still fix it anyway.”

so this was the nerve wracking part, “to make up for it, would you like some coffee later? i could treat ‘ya.”

“is this yer way of askin’ Y/N—”

“shut yer mouth for a sec— uhm,” he looks at you, sheepishly

you laugh, “miya, i wouldn’t mind honestly. but i’d assume you’re busy as it is.”

“not at all!” atsumu replies, “i’ll just, drop off genji first. say yer thanks to Y/N,” atsumu looks at genji, encouraging him to say his thanks

“,,thanks for fixing my toys, Y/N.”

“no problem, genji.” you smile at the two of them when they move to leave the store, fixed toys in hand— as they wave at you before parting

“oh, Y/N?” atsumu calls out,

“yeah?”

“call me atsumu— from now on.” his cheeks are tinted pink, and he can feel genji’s eyes on him.

“oh, uhm. yeah! i’ll see you later, atsumu.”

so yeah— the two of you went out for some coffee, and before he even knew it, he was in love.

it might take him a few months to realize it though

suna rintarou

i can’t imagine him having kids for some reason 💀 but if he were to have any, he’d definitely have a daughter

rintarou himself, didn’t think he would have kids at at all, really. but the moment he was able to meet asuka— his lovely little daughter

he was hooked. he seemed a little awkward at first, not very used to caring for a child. but he was actually decent at his job

he’d sneak into his daughter’s room to hold her when she was upset— even when his wife was too knocked out to realize it, and he’d show her picture books

since she liked them a lot, even when she can’t coherently read a straight paragraph yet.

it started to concern him when he realized how little his wife was involved in the development of their daughter.

she started acting different, a little bit after she didn’t have to breastfeed asuka

and then, that’s when it happened.

“i literally can’t believe you,” he speaks when he’s packing his things, “we have a child together.”

his soon to be ex wife is on the floor, begging him to stay— but he doesn’t care. “look, the idea of you cheating wasn’t very surprising. i don’t care anymore, really. but the fact that you’ve been neglecting asuka for your selfish needs is low. i hope you’re ashamed of yourself.”

his words are so much different that his lenient, calm self. which only solidifies reality

so he leaves with asuka, not caring about the sobs that left his soon to be ex wife’s mouth.

and even though he was still angry at his wife for not being there, he’d never let it show to asuka

he’d still show her picture books, he’d still sit down and watch miraculous ladybug with her— even when she doesn’t understand it all completely

and speaking of picture books— he decided that he needed to buy more for her

so he took her to the bookstore, and he didn’t really know what he was doing. he bought all those previous books when asuka was still a newborn

now it’s a little fuzzy on what he should be looking for. colors, right? he needs a picture book that has plenty of colors.

and that’s where you come in. you’re youthful, despite looking not that far off his age, you’re humming to yourself as you fix the bookshelves

“uhm,” he calls out for your help, and you look at him in recognition “need any help? what are you looking for?”

there’s a helpful glint in your eyes, and it reminded him of what should’ve been in his ex wife’s eyes. “my daughter, likes picture books. and,, i don’t know what i’m doing.”

she’s basically a replica of him, same eye color, and same hair color. but her eyes are much more rounded, youthful.

“cute kid,” you smile when she coos at you, “the children books are this way, follow me!” you exclaim, moving to navigate your way to the children’s book isle

so it seems to be that you really know what you’re doing. most people would’ve recommended picture books with a lot of words, or just no words at all

but you’ve found the books that made asuka exclaim in happiness.

and although it’s not very obvious that rintarou’s caring to his child— he is, and you could tell. despite looking lost, and sometimes bored when you’re explaining the books.

so every 2 weeks, the father would return with his daughter, after he got back from volleyball— and you’d help them pick out on certain books.

rintarou assumed he’d never take a liking in anyone again, but,, here he is. and he doesn’t know how you’ll react to that.

but it’s worth a try— he’d try and get your number when he’d see you again

the next time you see him, the middle blocker’s alone. and he tells you that he needs more picture books for asuka, since she’s staying over at his volleyball friend’s house for a day

“Y/N,”

“yes?” you turn your head, meeting his stare. he looks well,, himself. like how he first sought out for your help a few weeks back

“,, could i get your number? y’know, just in case asuka wanted worded books in the future. you’ve helped a lot, so,,”

you smile, “is this your way of hitting on me?”

he didn’t think it was that obvious, “what?— i mean,” he fumbles to reason out, feeling a bit more awkward. because yes, he’s asking you out but,, he has the power to make things more laxed, y’know?

truthfully, you don’t know much about him. you know a lot about his daughter, sure! but you don’t know anything about her biological mother, or what happened, or why she’s not taking asuka to the bookstore

but you chose not to ask, out of respect. he’d tell you some other day. “i’m just teasing,” you smile, moving to get a small piece of paper— writing your digits on the paper, and placing it in his pocket

“i’d like to see you again,” you smile, “say hi to asuka for me.”

the middle blocker left the store in content, absolutely sure that asuka would love to see you again even when she can’t form proper sentences.

sakusa kiyoomi

didn’t think he’d be fit to be a father— but here he is

though he seems cold, he does take responsibility, and he does love and care for his child, seina

it’s not like he’ll be posting pictures of his child everywhere— i mean, even if he had a different personality, he still wouldn’t be posting his kid everywhere

but he does cherish seina, like his life depended on it. he’d still silently watch her cross out word puzzles in a messy matter, he’d silently listen to her talk about her favorite pastries

he loves her!

so that’s why it made him mad, when even after 4 years of seina being born, her mother made little to no effort in spending time with her

doesn’t matter if it was a simple gesture like tucking her in, or showing up to a birthday— she just,, never did.

it was almost as if she was ignoring seina, which causes some distraught on the child’s behalf— which passed on the negative feeling to him

like,, seina wasn’t an unbearable kid. sure, she acted up here and there, that’s an issue kiyoomi has been trying to fix on his own

but it was nothing too concerning, and it was containable. but his wife treated her like she was absolutely unbearable

and it was super strange because, she’d act normal around him, but would barely acknowledge her own daughter’s existence

so what did kiyoomi do? he confronted her, of course.

and no— his wife wasn’t cheating, and nothing tragic happened that would’ve caused her to be this way

she was just,, lazy

“so.. you gave birth and stopped caring for her? is that it?” furious was an understatement, considering that his wife forgot to make her daughter breakfast

which caused her to sneak out of the house, and ask for some breakfast from some nice neighbors.

“look, if you want nothing to do with her, just say that. i’m taking seina, and leaving.” so yeah now he’s a single father.

to say he didn’t love her was too quick, a part of him didn’t love the fact that his wife loved him, but didn’t show any sign of affection towards her daughter.

he knew it was going to fade away anyway. his feelings for his unofficial ex wife.

and i don’t think he’d plan on seeing new people, since now these days— people just like the idea of being with him

which meant that most people would’ve been scared away, or turned off if they really sat down in a conversation with him

besides the point, kiyoomi was taking his daughter to the bakery again— as she was craving new pastries, and wanted to go to the new bakery that just opened near by

and kiyoomi was like “why not ig” and took her there— but then, this is where he’d meet you for the first time

you were one of the bakers, and it’s not like he was going to pay attention to you— until you did something even HE couldn’t do

“papa, whyyyy” the whining sounding painful in his ears, as his daughter clung to the display of pastries “can’t we get moreeee??”

“seina,” he sighs, “no, we can’t.”

“but—”

“papa, you’re no fair!” her bottom lip trembles, and he could almost FEEL the judgmental stares of the other customers in the bakery

and this is where you come in, “is something the matter?”

“papa won’t.. get me more!” she stares at the selection of pastries, “i’ve been so nice but.. it’s no fair!” her eyes tear up

“don’t cry,” you bend down to blot her tears away with a tissue, “y’know, he probably has a reason, but you’re in luck— actually!” you maneuver behind the counter

you come out from behind, presenting a fresh batch of pastries— that were just right to his daughter’s liking, to the point that it shut her up entirely

“they’re on the house, today’s our opening day, so it’s the bakery’s treat!”you state in a warming matter, grabbing a paper bag to place the pastries in

kiyoomi stares at you, observing you quietly— you could feel his cold stare, even though he’s wearing a medical face mask, that covers about half of his face

you blink, not knowing what is going through his head, and you gesture to his daughter to take them

you clearly don’t know who he is— and that gives kiyoomi some sort of relief, compared to the other customers that are murmuring to each other “sakusa kiyoomi’s here with his daughter! is this what he does in his free time?”

kiyoomi takes the paper bag, giving some sort of non verbal acknowledgement, before he takes his daughter’s hand and leaves

“bye, kind person!” seina calls out to you, which catches you off guard— this causes your coworkers to coo at the girl’s words

“didn’t know sakusa’s daughter was so cute!”

and you’d assume that your interactions with the quiet stranger and his daughter would end at that, but no! life is full of surprises.

the tall masked father comes in again, a little bit before closing time— you were absolutely beat, your back feeling as if boulders were glued to the back, and your feet burning from all of the rush

“oh, what could i do for you?”

he stays quiet, but a small presence sticks behind him, and peers up to you. the face is familiar to you, so you wave “hi there! it’s nice to see you again.”

“i wanna say thanks.” her rounded eyes practically shimmer when they lay themselves on the pastries again, but she shakes her head “for the pastries! they’re very tasty.”

“i’m glad you like them, what was your favorite part of the pastry?”

“the filling! twas yummy!” she gives a toothy grin, “tell me, where ‘dya learn to bake like that?”

kiyoomi stares at the scene unfolding before him. it was.. new. unfamiliar— he hasn’t seen his daughter act like this with anyone else— besides him and his team mates. so, he simply watched.

seina babbled and babbled, much to the your amusement— and the other staff members. you listened to her with your full attention, your interest never wavering in the slightest

it’s a bit later, kiyoomi holds a tired seina in his arms— you expect him to leave the bakery, his daughter’s wishes been fulfilled, and he wouldn’t have a reason to stick around

but then he presents to you a large stack of cash “for the pastries. my,, daughter really liked them.”

your eyes widen, “sir! i told you, the pastries were on the house!” you shake your head, “either way, i can’t take this! it’s too much for some pastries!”

“no, seina insists. in fact, she’s entirely why i’m here.” his tone stays consistent, but even with the mask— you could tell that he’s smiling. “she’s well,, everything. if she’s set on something, then she’ll do everything to achieve her goal.”

you smile at the statement, “thanks for bringing her here sir..?”

kiyoomi hesitates to tell you his name for a moment, an unfamiliar, yet familiar pound in his chest rises— he chooses to not figure it out right now, considering that it would be too soon to pursue a romantic relationship.

but, if his daughter brought him here, then it must be for a reason. “kiyoomi.”

“right,” you smile, “thanks for coming here, kiyoomi. you can give me a call, if seina wants any more pastries.” you write your number on a piece of paper, and hand it to him

he doesn’t reply, but he does take the piece of paper anyway— keeping it in his pocket

and for once, he thinks that he doesn’t hate having to go to the bakery weekly., because there’ll be a warm presence there to greet him— and of course, seina.

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[stargazer-balladeer]

S/o’s birthday but locks themselves in their rooms because they don’t feel special [Genshin Impact]

Characters Included: Aether, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya & Venti.

Notes: Ayeeee! Since it’s my birthday today, why not make this? :))) I actually got carried away 🥲 this is around 3.5k words in total. Hope ya’ll like this!

Reader’s Gender: Neutral (tho i think there’s a slight implied female hehe…)

Warning: probably some swear words here and there knowing me- and mild suggestive themes in kaeya’s part 

[albedo, scaramouche, xiao]

Aether remembers your birthday more than he knows his- like srsly, he’s the kind that remembers his s/o’s bday more than his. He’s also the kind that celebrates it privately unless you want to celebrate it with others, which he doesn’t mind. He might have a hard time deciding what kind of gift you want, but sooner or later, he already has one (or multiples bc he can’t decide-). 

Imagine his confusion when your day finally arrives but he can’t find you anywhere, even Paimon, who was excited to celebrate your bday (“oohh~ I can’t wait to eat the cake!” - Paimon), seems confused. Probably the culprit in planting worry in the travellers head as she jumps to conclusion that you might’ve been kidnapped. 

Luckily, he checked your house before he could report it to the knights of Favonius or the Qixing (like any normal person should do really-). When he received no reply, he takes out the spare key you gave him and entered your house, an invasion of privacy he knows but it's an emergency- 

Knowing that you’re in your room when he can’t find you downstairs, he knocks on your bedroom door softly while calling your name. Imagine his (and Paimon’s) relief when the door cracked open. Immediately engulfing you into a hug, he lets out a sigh of relief. He then proceeds to ask you what you were doing inside your room when it’s your birthday. His heart literally broke when you stated your reason. Tightening his hold around your figure, he smiles bitterly, knowing that feeling all too well..

“That’s not true. None of that stuff is true. Everyone deserves to feel special on their birthday, most especially you. We’ve brought some food, and cake of course. Also some gifts from other people. If you want, do you want to celebrate it with just the two, or rather three, of us?”

You, who was a literal angel in his eyes deserve the world. He honestly wants to find whoever put that idea in your head but that was reserved for another moment. For now, his main priority is your happiness. Guiding you downstairs where Paimon was (she left when aether hugged you, knowing you two needed privacy. also the cAKE-), he watches as your eyes sparkle at the sight of the cake. 

Grinning softly he made sure you had fun with your birthday. Even though it would be more fun with more people, it feels more special if it’s celebrated with just the two of you. Staring you with pure adoration as you laughed merrily at the sight of Paimon stuffing herself with food. He couldn’t help himself but lean forward to place a kiss on your forehead and then on your lips, leaning back with a smile on his face. 

“Happy birthday, my love. May many more to come. Maybe next time, we can invite other people. Though I don’t mind if we’ll celebrate it with just the two of us only-” And Paimon! Don’t forget about Paimon!” “Yes yes. And Paimon.”

Similar to Aether, he would most definitely remember your birthday. After all, it holds a special place in his heart, alongside his family. And since this boi is rich af, he would most definitely try to spoil you on your birthday. Piles of expensive (or just cheap yet meaningful) gifts, reservation to a high-class restaurant in Liyue Harbor, and all that glamour. 

Actually, he didn’t find it odd that he didn’t see you immediately, thinking that you overslept or just relaxing in your house. But he soon finds it weird when it’s already around 3 in the afternoon and no sign of your face in the crowd, something he raised a brow at but shrugged it off. It isn’t until it’s almost the time of the reservation he made when he finally realized what’s going on. 

When he arrived at your house, dressed in a suit similar to Zhongli except it’s entirely black and white, waiting for you to come out. After a couple of minutes, he soon got concerned and decided to enter your bedroom through the window (pls do not do this at home). Startled at the sudden appearance of your handsome yet cheeky boyfriend, he stares at you with eyes asking the questions he didn’t dare to tell. 

Knowing he will get his answer one way or another, you decided to tell him about your dilemma. After you finished explaining yourself, silence surrounds you, which is quite worrisome since your boyfriend is known for his rather talkative behavior. Blinking in surprise at the sudden embrace of the 11th Harbinger, his hug was rather tight but not too tight that it cuts your oxygen. Speaking in a low, faint voice, a surprising feat for him, you can make out what he said as clear as day. 

“I’m sorry. I should’ve noticed it sooner. I was trying to be a perfect boyfriend for you but I guess I failed in that aspect. You know, if you feel like you aren’t special enough to celebrate your birthday, then what about me? Me who stained his hands with the red blood of his enemies, always engaging in a fight, clashing with other blades. Insecurity is really an asshole huh? Let me make it up to you now. Let’s not anymore go to that stupid high-class restaurant, c’mon, up you go. You better dressed comfortably when I come back or else…”

Leaving you quickly before coming back immediately, this time in more comfortable clothing rather than the stiff suit he wore earlier. This time as well, he entered your house normally through the door. In his arms, he was holding a bunch of stuff and proceeded to dump it on the living room table. It was different kinds of movies in different genres, you spotted some of your favorite movies in them (makes you also wonder where he got these from since you don’t remember seeing these in the room he stays-).

He would suggest making a pillow fort, and while making the pillow fort, he proceeded to smack you with one. Which ensued a pillow fight between you two. It successfully made the both of you a laughing mess by the end, filled with feathers. Childe then carries you bridal style to the incomplete pillow fort and starts the movie you chose. Placing you in his lap and placing his head either on your shoulder or head depending on your height, cuddling you from behind tightly with a contented smile on his face. 

“You know what? This might not be how I envisioned how your birthday would go, but I’m not complaining. Happy birthday, comrade. My most adorable and most cutest and only love. I love you so much that you’ll be the very reason why I die so suddenly. So stop being so cute okay?” 

(You two are living together in this one.)

Diluc has the probability of forgetting your birthday due to his busy schedule, especially if it’s starting to rise when your birthday draws near. He might neglect you for a couple of days, too engrossed in his work. When the day finally arrives, it completely leaves his mind. Like he’ll think of it as a completely ordinary working day. It isn’t until one of your friends told him to send you their birthday greetings that he remembered. And oh boy does he feel guilty, like srsly, he literally froze when he realizes what day it is today. And you know what that means? ✨Panicc✨

Honestly, I can see him buying the whole store XD. In the state of panic, his common sense just leaves him completely that he ends us buying practically the whole store. It would be sent to the Dawn Winery immediately as he buys some flowers from Flora, who also sent you her birthday greetings, which made him more guilty-

When Diluc steps foot inside the manor, he tries to search for you outside the gardens where he usually finds you but when he doesn't, he gets worried. Asking the head maid immediately about your whereabouts, and his concern and worry (and guilt) grew even more when he finds out that you haven’t gone out of your room. He quickly went to your shared room, with the flowers still in his hands, and knocked on your door. Calling your name softly and asking for permission to enter, when granted he entered the room as quickly as possible. But seeing the sight of you bundled up in your blanket made his heart crack.

Placing the flowers at the bedside table, he quickly made his way in front of you and kneeled down to meet your eye level. You can tell he was very worried about you with how frantic his eyes seem and the concern underlying it. With the way he was staring at you, you can’t help but spill your insecurity to him. The reason why you were hiding in his room rather than go out to celebrate your day of birth. Every word you spill made his heart break even more. Seeing tears started to leak from your eyes, he placed his two hands on your face wiping away the tears with his thumbs. Smiling at you gently and placing a kiss on your eyelids and on your nose.

“I completely understand, my love. Even I sometimes feel that way. Also to the point where I don’t want to celebrate my birthday even, but that won’t do my love. You are so special, you deserve your special day to be well special. If you want to simply lay here and sleep, then so be it. If you want to go out and do something, then I’ll happily oblige. Let’s obliterate those awful thoughts, and if those keep persisting, I’ll slice them up for you. I’ll keep picking you up when you fall. So, what is your command, my love?” (i'm so tempted for him to say master-)

Whatever your answer may be, one thing for sure, Diluc is seen smiling adoringly at you. Even the maids noted how soft the master is around you, particularly today. Whether curled up together in the bed, with him embracing you tightly to his chest and placing a kiss on top of your head. And if you listen carefully, you can hear him quietly humming a tune that his father (or mother) sang to him. Or you two outside in the garden, simply admiring the view with his hand around your waist. 

Either way, at the end of the day, he would wake you up or make you go inside for dinner. You haven’t eaten breakfast or lunch yet so you’re probably hungry by now. If you don’t want to leave your room or want to return to your room, he would understand and make the maids bring the food to you. When the maid(s) finally arrives with the food, you notice the cake on the tray. Looking at him as he chuckles, taking the trays from the maids. Humming a light tune, he scoops a spoonful of cake and holds it to your mouth, with a slight smirk on his face, eyes twinkling with mischief. 

“Stop staring at me like that, did you really think I would let the day go by for you to not celebrate your birthday properly? From what I know, birthdays have cakes in them, whether a huge cake or a cupcake. Say ‘ahh’~... Happy birthday my love. May next year be more enjoyable than now.”

Kaeya remembers your birthday like the back of his hand, I think he’s even more excited than you really. Eagerly awaiting your birthday as he counts down the days, dropping hints and stuff to you birthday-related, and probably plans a birthday party for you. The knights immediately agreed on it, including a certain bard, traveler, and wine master (albeit more hesitantly). He made sure that this party would be successful, constantly checking on the plans and such. To the point that everyone was practically fed up with his constant questions. But they understand that he wants this to be a successful and enjoyable party for you. It got to the point where Diluc kicked him out of his Tavern after asking for the umpteenth time. 

When your day finally arrives, he was practically beaming with joy and excitement. To the point where he can’t hide it behind the cool and suave facade he wears. He quickly made his way to you, going along with the plan of distracting you as they started to prepare for the party. In his total excitement, he didn’t notice the rather gloomy atmosphere around the house. But when he arrived at your door, that is when he noticed how quiet your house is.

Now albeit worried, his excited smile slipping from his face and now replaced with a worried frown, he knocked on your door, calling you in his usual teasing voice. When he didn’t hear your response, the bubble of anxiety appeared in his body. Twisting the knob and finding it unlocked, he quietly and carefully opened the door. Seeing your back immediately, seeing your side rise and fall making him sigh in relief that you were still alive. Closing the door gently but made a noise to alert you of his presence. Taking a seat behind you, he ran his cold fingers on your back, watching you arching at the sudden coldness of his fingers. Smiling slightly, he asked what’s wrong. 

Turning around to face him, you buried your face on his chest, inhaling his strong masculine scent. Instinctively wrapping his arms around you, he played with your hair with one of his hands. Tapping on your head slightly, beckoning for you to answer his question. With no way out, you decided to come clean. You explain how you feel like you don’t feel like you deserve to be treated as special on your birthday and all that sort. His face was void of emotion as he stared at the ceiling with his unique pair of blue eyes. Outside he might seem emotionless. But inside, he was on the brink of insanity. Who dares to put such an idea on his s/o’s mind? Why would you think of that? Was this insecurity of yours also his fault?

“That must be the most stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. You’re not special? Please. Don’t try to make me laugh with that joke ‘cause it’s not funny. You are a jewel, a star, a constellation. As rare as the gems, or rather visions. You can even rival the very sun with your smile. I know those demons in your head keep saying those words to you, the temptation is so tempting, right? Just succumbing to them to make them quiet. But that’s why I’m here, my dearest snowflake. I’m here for you. You’re so special to everyone, most especially to me. You mean the world to me. Anyway, enough of this tear-jerking stuff, we have a party to celebrate. And we can’t celebrate it without the birthday gal/guy now can we?”

Despite your protests, he lifted you effortlessly and carried you outside and into the dawn winery where the party was held. Placing you on the ground and pushing you forward where people from Mondstadt came and greeted you with happy birthdays. Smiling at the sight of you being overwhelmed at the warm greetings, and then chuckling at how bright your face became. Diluc nudges him to you, beckoning him to help you before returning to what he was previously doing (most likely trying to force a bard to not finish all the wines in the vicinity).

After a while in the party, Kaeya brings you to a secluded place with no people for air. Being in a party filled with people could be suffocating at times, especially if you’re not used to it. He intertwined his hands with yours and bends down to meet your eye level (or leans down if you have the same height as him-). He gives you a cheeky smile and proceeds to place a peck on your lips. Chuckling when you pouted and glared at him, wanting more kisses.

“My my, what a greedy vixen~ But it is indeed your birthday so I guess I have no choice but to oblige to whatever my birthday vixen wants me to do. Would you like me to strip as well? Haha. Kidding kidding. Happy birthday, princess/prince. May many more to come. Oh! I forgot. I heard from a certain birdie that you ordered for a personal performance from me~ would you like to get it now?” 

Since we all know that Venti practically doesn’t do anything like every day, I would safely say that he would remember your birthday. Probably save some mora to buy you a gift for your birthday, even though it’s not as fancy as the people in Liyue (they all rich kids-), it’s still meaningful. He probably made a bracelet all by himself with the beads he either bought or also made by himself. Nevertheless, he was as excited as Kaeya for your birthday. Already prepared songs to sing for you when that day comes. 

Venti immediately searches for you when the day finally arrives, but his excited and bright smile vanishes when he can’t find you in the crowd of people. Raising a brow at your sudden disappearance, he searched for you everywhere, the tavern, the church, the headquarters, everywhere but your house. So when he finally arrives at your house, he was filled with worry and concern. Entering your room through the window like usual, he sees your figure sitting on the floor while reading a book.

He pouted at the sight as he made his presence known by asking you why you were here and reading a book on your birthday. He watches as you jump from where you are and turns to look at him, sighing at the sight of him. He slowly made his way to you and sat next to you, his legs sprawled across the floor. He takes note of the food around you, which was non-birthday festive, it was just ordinary food. Not understanding why you’re sulking in your room, he asked you what’s wrong. 

Venti’s eyes widened at your explanation, feeling the sadness leaking at the words you said. They weave themselves around his heart, squeezing it, making him have a hard time breathing. He shares your pain. He was your soulmate after all. He immediately engulfed you in a hug, stuffing his face on the crook of your neck. You were so vulnerable in his eyes. You were so fragile. He desperately wants to protect you from the pain. But looks like he can’t protect you from your own demons. 

“Even though I promised myself to not say or do anything that’ll make you sad, I just need to get it off my chest. I’m sorry you had to suffer through that, those demons that a simple bard that weaves stories into songs can’t erase. Alright, no more feeling sorry for yourself. It’s time to get out and spend the rest of the day enjoyable, perfect for my precious Cecilia.” 

Without any warnings, he picked you up and jumped out of your window. Shrieking at the sudden fast pace, you instinctively wrapped your hands around him as he landed on the ground. Giving you a smug smile while saying “didn’t think i’d let you fall now?” Please slap him. Anyway, he laughed at your aggression and continued to run. Even if you ask where you’re going, he just says it's a secret. So might as well enjoy being in his arms as he continues to run (you swear you can feel the wind adding to his speed but that was just maybe your imagination-).

After a while, he placed you down and you realized where you are. It was Starsnatch Cliff, surrounding you were Cecilia flowers. Venti jumped on you, making you fall to the ground as he giggles. His hat flown back from the force of his sudden attack, he still has that stupid big smile on his face. Since his laughter is contagious, you couldn’t help but laugh alongside him. His eyes glistened with delight at the sight of your smile finally. Grabbing your hand and placing the bracelet he made, he pressed a kiss on your knuckle.

“This bracelet shall be a promise from me to you, a fellow bard to the fairest queen/king. I shall love you for eternity, this heart will only beat for you, and this body belongs to you. If you’re in dire need of assistance, don’t hesitate to call me. I’ll be there, forever and always. Happy birthday, my sweet flower.”

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Can I make a request for the p. list, with number 14 (surprise) and number (Is that my lipstick?).Thank you for taking the request, have a nice day and stay safe. Also, if possible can the reader be a female? My pronouns are she/her.

Bakugou + Surprise!! + is that my lipstick? I’m sorry it took me a lot to atend your request, hope you like it.

Surprise!!.

WC: 1.8k

Type: Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: none.

Summary:  a bunch of idiots helping Bakugou plan a surprise party.

One week before your birthday.

Bakugou was trying so hard to make this year’s birthday special, so he made some time in his busy pro hero schedule and reunited all his friends so they could help him plan something.

Kirishima, Mina, Denki and Sero were all gathered at a restaurant table thinking of possible ideas that could possibly work to satisfy Bakugou’s perfectionism.

“Okay so what do you have in mind?” said Mina looking at Bakugou while holding a small notebook and a pencil in her hands. “Do you want something big or something simple? Do you want it to be just the two of you, or something with us in it?”

“I was thinking of something simple, Y/N has always hated big events. Last year she scolded me because I took her on an air balloon trip. I mean, she loved it but said she preferred simple things.” Said Bakugou.

“What about a trip to Tokyo, just the two of you.” Said Sero, at the same time Mina was writing down all the ideas the group could have to offer.

“I said simple.” Said Bakugou.

“A gondola trip on a lake?” Said Denki.

“Lame” Replied Bakugou.

“Dinner at a restaurant?”

“Laaaame”

“A movie theater date?” They were all trying to give their best ideas.

“I said simple, not cheap.” Said Bakugou, he was getting tired of all the ideas, because he had plenty of them, but they were all luxurious and ridiculous ones.

“So what about a surprise party? It's simple and it’s a good opportunity for all of us to be reunited.” Said Kirishima.

“I don’t know, that seems too simple, even for her.” Bakugou replied.

“That's why we are here” Said Denki out of nowhere with his mouth full.

“Denki, that’s gross, but you are right,” Said Mina. “We can plan the whole day, first we can decorate your apartment, we could order some food, and the cake, and maybe we can buy an expensive cake at this place I saw...”

“Remember, simplicity.” Said Bakugou, interrupting Mina. “But I like the idea.”

“So it settled, a surprise party it is” Said Mina as she circled that option with her pencil.

The plan was simple: Bakugou would stay at the apartment helping with the decorations with the boys, while you and the girls spend all morning together, working as a distraction method; hoping you arrive at the apartment when everything is ready.

 *time skip*

 The day was finally here, Bakugou woke up a little earlier than he usually does, (which is early enough already) and prepared a small breakfast in bed kind of thin just for both of you. After he finished cooking he put the tray of food on your night table while he woke you up.

“Hey, Y/N wake up.” Bakugou was kneeling at the side of the bed whispering at you as he slowly moved your arm to wake you up.

“Hey you.” You said as you rubbed your eyes, and then stared at him with a small smile on your face.  

“Happy birthday, love. How does it feel to be old?” Said Bakugou as you pinched his arm.

“I’m not that old” You said while making a frown.

“Are you sure about that? You even have wrinkles in here” Said Bakugou as he pointed to the space between your brows.

“Hey!” You said while laughing at his joke.

“Kidding, even if you had your whole face covered in wrinkles I would still think you’re the most beautiful woman ever.” He got up from the floor and said. “C’mon, sit straight. I brought us breakfast.” He went and grabbed the tray of food and put it in your lap as he sat in front of you so you could both eat together.

“Mina said that as a birthday present me and the girls should go to a spa day.” You said while taking a sip from your cup. “Are you okay with it?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? It’s your special day, and I think you definitely need the spa, you have been working nonstop all month”

“Yeah, it sounds good, but I really wanted to spend the day with you.” You said.

“We can totally do that. You go out with the girls, relax for a little bit, enjoy your massage, and all the other crazy things people do at a spa, and then when you arrive home we can spend the rest of the day together.”

“That actually sounds like a good plan.” You said as you lean on a little bit towards him so you could kiss him. “Mina and Momo will pick me up at 9, so let me get ready.”

When Mina and Momo arrived you both said your goodbyes as you left. Then as soon as Bakugou closed the door he took out his phone and texted at the party group chat “She’s gone.” (Side note: Bakugou hates group chats, he always leaves them as soon as he’s added, but he had to resist for this occasion).

Denki, Sero and Kirishima rushed to the door while they were holding some big carton boxes. Bakugou looked at them in awe. “The hell is that?” Said as he pointed at the boxes.

“This is the party.” Said Denki, “We have all the ornaments here. Leave it to us, don’t worry.”

“Leave it to us and don’t worry is never a good combination.” Said Bakugou.

Two hours later the whole living room was unrecognizable, all the place was covered with “happy birthday” signs, there were some color lights attached to the furniture and balloons of all shapes and colors were covering most part of the ceiling.

“Okay, we have everything ready,” said Sero, “I just texted everyone that we should meet here half an hour before Y/N arrives. The only thing missing is the cake.”  

“Yeah, it should be ready by now. I ordered it at the bakery in front of the agency, which seemed like a good place.” Said Bakugou.

Bakugou and the guys decided to walk to the bakery so they could pick up the cake.

At the bakery Bakugou was at the front desk waiting for the lady that took his order the other day, when the lady came Bakugou said, “I’m here to pick up a cake I ordered last week, it’s under Y/N’s name.”

“Sir, I’m sorry but we cannot give you the cake.” Said the lady at the front desk.

“What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean you cannot give me MY cake?” Said Bakugou.

“You see, it’s a law at a bakery, the only person who can pick up the cake is the person who orders it, and well, I’m not trying to be rude but you don’t look like a Y/N, that’s a girl’s name. Maybe if I could see your ID?” said the lady.

“Are you kidding? That’s my girlfriend’s name.” Said Bakugou now with an angry expression.

“Well if you were going to pick up the cake you should have used your name instead, sir.”

“Bullshit!” Said Bakugou as he exited the bakery.

“Where’s the cake?” Said Kirishima.

“There’s no cake, apparently the only person who can pick it up is Y/N because she is a woman and I’m not, so, there’s no cake.” Said Bakugou.

“So now what? We dress Bakugou as a woman and pick the cake up?” said Denki jokingly as he laughed.

“Wait, don’t laugh, that’s a good idea.” Said Kirishima while everyone turned at Bakugou with a serious face.

“You’re kidding right? That’s the stupidest plan ever.” Said Bakugou.

“Poor Y/N, you are going to leave her without a cake on the most important day of the year to her, just because you are selfish enough to do something for her. Oh! Poor poor thing.” Said Sero as he put the back of his hand in his forehead simulating a dramatic scene.

“The things I do for love.” Said Bakugou with resignation.

So there he was, Bakugou was using one of your biggest dresses and a plus sized blazer, and the guys had to buy a wig so he could use it.

“Bro, you look like your mom.” Said Denki

“I swear I’m going to blast you to death as soon as the party ends.” Bakugou muttered. “Okay it’s now or never” Said Bakugou preparing himself to go into the bakery.

“Oh! Remember to sharp your voice a little bit.'' Kirishima said as Bakugou entered the Bakery.

At the bakery there was another lady working at the front desk, something that made Bakugou feel a little more relaxed.

“Excuse me, I’m here to pick up a cake.” Said Bakugou, faking his voice as much as he could, “I fucking sound ridiculous” Bakugou thought.

“Under what name, miss?” Said the lady at the desk.

“Y/N,” said Bakugou.

“Oh! Yes there’s one cake ready.” Said the lady while she checked on her computer, “I’ll be right back with it.”

The lady came back with the cake. Bakugou paid for it and left the store.

“It worked!” Said Sero as soon as he saw Bakugou holding the cake.

“So how did it go? Y/N,” said Kirishima, mocking Bakugou.

“Fuck off.” Said Bakugou.

At home, Bakugou put the cake at the table and then went into your room so he could get ready. Minutes later everyone invited was arriving. Afterwards Mina texted on the group chat “We are on our way. Hide.” As soon as he received the text he yelled at everyone to hide and to turn off the lights.

Bakugou heard noises coming from the hall, and then he noticed how you opened the door, as you proceeded to turn off the light everyone jumped out of their hiding places screaming “Surprise!!” at unison.

“Oh my god! Guys…” You said covering your mouth with your right hand. “Thank you so much.”

After everyone hugged you and wished you a happy birthday you walked to meet Bakugou. “You planned all of this?” You said.

“For the most part, these idiots helped me a little bit.” He said as he pointed his friends behind him.

“Thank you, I love it.” You said, giving him a peck on the lips, as soon as you kissed him your expression changed, “Wait.” You cleaned his bottom lip with your thumb, “Is this my lipstick?” You said now looking at him with a grin on your face.

“You should have seen what he did to bring the cake home.” Said Kirishima.

Bakugou proceeded to explain all the things he had to endure at the bakery, all while everyone in the Baku squad was laughing including you.

“You know you could have easily asked any woman outside the store to pick up the cake right?” You said, while everyone laughed even harder.

“As I said before,” Bakugou grabbed your waist with both of his hands “The things I do for love.” Said Bakugou as he kissed you on the lips.

[darkmulti]

-> 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞

-> 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝.

-> 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

-> releasing this a bit early because we reached 4K+!! Thank you guys so much! I love you all<3

-> THIS PROFILE CONTAINS DUB-CON AND NON-CON THEMES! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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It was a Saturday night — the busiest day of the week. You worked at the strip club, not as an exotic dancer but as a waiter. The money you were making was just enough for you to survive on your own.

Tonight, you wanted to ask your boss if you could start working as a dancer. You packed your new dancewear and everything you might need in case the boss says yes. It was around 4 pm when you arrived. You walked to your boss’s office and gently knocked on the door.

“Come in”

You grab the door handle and push the door open, revealing your boss Taehyung with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

“Hello, little one. What can I help you with?”

You thought the nickname was creepy at first, and when you politely asked him to stop calling you that, he said that he had a nickname for every employee. Over time, you’ve grown used to it. And you’d be lying if you said that it didn’t give you butterflies in your stomach.

“I know this is sudden, but can I start dancing?”

Taehyung squeezed the glass cup tightly, almost shattering it with his bare hand.

“But why? You’re just a little angel. Angels don’t sin, little one.”

“Sir, I really need money. I want to go back to school and get a degree so I can have a permanent job.”

There was a pause of silence before you spoke up again.

“I-I can show you my skills. I’ve been practicing. I even brought my dancewear.”

Taehyung shoots you a glare. It was intense and almost threatening. He sighs as he puts the glass of whiskey on his desk and walks to the couch, where he sat down with his muscular thighs spread apart.

“Go wear your little outfit and come back here.”

You innerly smile and leave to the dressing room to change. Once the door closed, Taehyung let out a chuckle. He’s never going to allow you to be a dancer, he just wants to watch you for his pleasure.

After adjusting your straps and fixing up your hair, you sprayed some perfume around your neck and walk back to his office.

“Sir, I’m ready.”

“Good, now come in and lock the door.”

You did as told then remove your robe. It didn’t take long for Taehyung’s member to harden after seeing your body on full display. Taehyung turned some music on then said “the stage is all yours, little one.”

You’ve been practicing for months, just for this moment. Bending over and whipping your hair back, showing off your beautiful body to him. Taehyung motioned you to come to him, so you can give him a lap dance.

He placed his hands on your hips and made you grind on his bulge. Your face warmed up after feeling his boner that you caused. Taehyung started moving his hips with yours, making you whimper.

His hands moved to your breast and gave it a light squeeze. “Sir, I thought touching is not allowed.”

“I’m the boss. I make the rules. Right now, touching is allowed.” You were too naive to understand that he was manipulating you.

30 minutes pass and you finally stop and take a step back.

“So... what did you think?”

You were expecting a positive response and even a praise but you got the complete opposite.

“I’m sorry, little one. You’re not good enough. I can give you a raise but I’m not letting you become a dancer.”

“But what if I practice more? Could you reconsider?!”

“No is my final answer, little one. I’m a very busy man and I don’t have time to watch you dance just for you to fail.”

Embarrassed. You felt so embarrassed. You genuinely thought Taehyung was enjoying your show. Well, it sure as hell looked like it. A gloomy look took over your face and you walked towards the door to leave.

“Don’t give me that pouty face, little one.”

Taehyung abruptly pulled you on his lap and attached his lips to yours. You didn’t respond until Taehyung’s hand spanked your butt, causing you to moan.

“Grind on me, baby. I know you want it just as much as I do.”

You rubbed your clit harder against his bulge until you released. “Keep moving, little one. Help daddy cum too.” He growled, before grabbing your face and kissing you again. Deep moans left his mouth turning you on even more. His hands all over your body — it felt euphoric.

Taehyung let out one last groan before cumming in his pants. “Fuck! You’re so fucking good.” he kissed your jawline and moved down to your neck.

“How about this, little one. You become my personal dancer and I pay you money. You can stay with me, I’ll buy you everything you need as long as you accompany me and satisfy my sexual needs.”

“Like a sugar daddy?”

“Exactly”

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Rules:

No dating

No lying

No revealing clothes

If something is wrong, tell him

No swearing

Don’t be bratty

Obey him

Never reject his kisses

Don’t leave without his permission

Answer his calls and texts immediately

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How he’s like:

Taehyung’s a charming, gentleman

He treats you like a queen

He never ignores you

You’re his first priority

This man spoils the shit out of you

He buys you luxurious clothes and accessories

For your birthday, he bought you a brand new Porsche convertible

Taehyung’s very possessive, but you honestly don’t mind

You love spending time with him anyways

Anytime another male is too close to you, he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him

If you hug him, his hands will immediately go down to your ass and grab it

He’s very affectionate

Even at important events, Taehyung will always hug you, kiss your lips, cheeks and forehead in front of anyone

Sometimes you forget that you’re his sugar baby because he treats you like his wife

Your opinion matters to him

Whether it’s a big or small decision, he always wants to hear what you think

In the morning, he makes you breakfast

Especially if you had a long night with him (if ykyk)

When he’s doing work, he makes you sit on his lap and do some cock warming

Taehyung loves travelling with you

He’d rent out expensive villas or hotel room

Taehyung loves swimming with you

The man enjoys your company

You’re so lovable, sweet and innocent

It was almost like you were made for him

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Yandere Taehyung:

Taehyung was secretly obsessed with you

After he hired you as a waiter, he wanted to know everything about you

Since the job application required your address, Taehyung knew where you lived

He broke into your apartment and hid tiny cameras in places you’d never see

There were cameras in your kitchen, living room, bedroom and bathroom

He did this to keep an eye on you and make sure that you’re not seeing another man

When you’re at work, Taehyung stops by your apartment and takes some of your underwear to get off

He hacked into all your social media accounts, unfollowed guys he didn’t like and checked your dm’s regularly to make sure nobody was trying to get with you

If you made plans with your friends, Taehyung would show up (in disguise) and watch you from afar

Whenever you had plans or even a date, Taehyung would call you and say that more waiters are needed and he will pay extra because it’s an emergency

So you end up cancelling on your friends/date which angers them

Soon, your friends stopped inviting you to hang out because you always cancel last minute because of work

Taehyung’s plan was too isolated you from your friends which gives him the perfect opportunity to swoop in and be your one and only companion

And what do you know, his plan worked

Not only that but since you have no friends anymore, you’re always with him

So he never has to worry about you fooling around behind his back

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Sex Life:

Taehyung was incredible in bed

He never failed to satisfy your sexual needs

You’ve both tried so many kinky things in bed and it was honestly fun

He was addicted to eating you out

Hickeys all over your body. Between your thighs, on your stomach and chest. All over your neck, collar bone and jawline.

Taehyung loves marking what’s his

Traditional rough sex + doggy

But hey, it gets the job done

Three round minimum, 7 rounds maximum

Taehyung will always cum inside of you

He loves watching himself cum into your little hole

He gets more turned on when watches cum his leaking out of your hole and running down your thigh

Dry humping is something he’s into

The idea of both of your coming without having actual sex drives him crazy

Blowjobs for days

He loves watching you suck him off

Make eye contact with him while you suck and he’ll have an orgasm

You must swallow all of his cum

Don’t spit it out

Before Taehyung got you, he used to use your underwear to masturbate

You eventually started to notice that a bunch of your panties disappeared

Therefore, Taehyung returned most of them (except for his favourites), some washed, some not

Taehyung could literally cum to the thought of you wearing panties covered in his dried-up cum

It made him hard just thinking about it

Over time, you notice Taehyung becoming more aggressive in bed

It would get so bad that you’d have to use the safe word to get him to stop

You noticed he started doing things he’s never discussed with you before

Sometimes, you cry under him because he scares you

He’d pin your hands above your head and fuck as hard as he could

You were not used to it nor were you a big fan of it

He was taking everything out on you

Taehyung would start at 21:30 and finish at 04:00

Unknowingly, Taehyung’s yandere side took over him

Some may know him as V

His cruel and sadistic side who felt no remorse whatsoever

V’s kinks are dark and heavy

He choked you until you couldn’t breathe, tied you up so you couldn’t move, and slapped you when you asked him to stop

V enjoyed watching you cry too

Overstimulation was the worst part

Your core was crying for a break but V couldn’t care less

The man fucked you until you passed out

Minimum 7 rounds, maximum... there’s no maximum

In the morning, he’d still be deep in you and depending on his mood, he may or may not fuck you again

At this point, you didn’t care if it was Taehyung or V, you needed to leave him

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Trying to break off the (3 years) contract:

This is when Taehyung goes fucking insane.

After nights of relentless sex, you finally decide to break the contract. You couldn’t handle the abuse anymore. Sex every night to “remind you of your place” was complete bullshit. You stayed with him for two more months, hoping that the old, sweet Taehyung would come back and save you.

Unfortunately, he never did. After you lost all hope, you wanted to get away from Taehyung as soon as possible. He can keep all the gifts and money he’s given you if that means freedom.

You woke up only to see Taehyung missing from the bed. He must’ve gone to work, you thought. You get ready and pack all of the clothes you brought to his mansion. You write a small message on a notepad, saying that it’s over. You didn’t dare to tell him face to face because you knew exactly where it would’ve lead to.

You left his mansion and took the bus back to your apartment. An hour later, Taehyung was blowing up your phone, spamming you with messages.

“Where the fuck are you?!”

“Answer my calls!”

“Explain the message on the notepad!”

“What do you mean that we’re “done” ?”

“The contract’s not over yet! I still fucking own you.”

“Get your ass over here!”

“You’re making your punishment worse for yourself.”

“How can you say goodbye to me like this?! Do I mean nothing to you?!”

“You’re going to regret this!”

“Come back here, now!”

“Stay where you are, I’m on my way!”

You started to tear up because you were petrified. You drop your phone in fear and ran into your closet. You hid in a basket full of your clothes so no one could see you. Not even a minute passed and Taehyung was banging on your apartment door.

“OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR, Y/N.”

You covered your mouth, stopping the sobs from coming out. You needed to find a weapon. You looked around your closet and that’s when you spotted something.

A camera.

A tiny camera is hidden in plain sight. Your heart dropped to your stomach. How long has that been there? Who placed it there? Your mind immediately went to Taehyung. You were trying to connect the dots but how could he have possibly gotten into your apartment?

You stopped questioning when you heard Taehyung break down the door. He came right to your bedroom and opened the closet door. He pulled out the basket you were hiding. “Get up.”

That’s when you knew the camera belonged to him. He knew your exact location. You couldn’t help but wonder how long he’s been watching you.

You take a deep breath in and stand up. Taehyung’s fierce eyes encountered your terrified ones. He grabbed your jaw and pulled your face close to his.

“What the fuck were you thinking?! You nearly gave me a heart attack! I thought one of my enemies kidnapped you but no! You just left me with a shitty ass note.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?!” Taehyung pinched the bridge of his nose. “SORRY?! THAT’S ALL YOU FUCKING GOT?!”

He picked up your glass jewelry box and threw it on the floor. The whole thing shattered, causing you to burst out in tears. “T- Taehyung! Stop! Stop it! You’re scaring me!”

“Good bitch. Seems like I haven’t scared you enough because you still have the nerve to fucking leave me.”

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Omg, I finally wrote something after months of being an unproductive piece of shit.

This is bad, but I still hope you enjoyed 😊

Oh and I apologize for any mistakes. Like always, I’m half asleep:)

xoxo,

naina❣️

[enluv]

enhypen finding out/meeting your idol!brother

— hyung line x fem!reader

warnings: a bit angsty but like it quickly becomes fluff and they're long (I'm so sorry I got carried away!)

coco's note: this is a two parter and you can find part two here! i hope you enjoy this birthday present from me to you <3 (yes I'm the girl who gives others presents on her bday sue me😡✋🏼)

◜heeseung◞

brother – jeon jungkook (BTS)

Heeseung is smart, and he prides himself on that fact but when it comes to you, his brain becomes filled to the brim and he loses some common sense, but that's what loves all about...right? Wrong. The moment he sees you running into his seniors arms with the biggest smile all common sense is flying out his mind and he's being visited by the big bad green monster (jealousy — not the jolly green giant pea guy). A million thoughts begin to run through his mind, "How does she know him? And why does she look so happy? What are they talking about? Wait why are all the members of BTS walking up to her and hugging her? WAIT WHY ARE THEY LOOKING AT ME-" Poor guy was way too lost in thought to even notice that you're staring in his direction with the biggest smile, as you drag the group of his idols seniors towards him. Firstly he can't really hear what you're saying to him because his minds still spinning with a million and one possibilities, he's just so lost. When you explain that Jungkook is your big brother he finally allows himself to calm down and then he realizes, "holy shit my girlfriend is related to THE jeon jungkook." Needles to say he finds it really cool and asks you a bunch of questions when you're alone later on in the night!

◜jay◞

brother – johnny suh (NCT)

Jay swears up and down that he isn't the jealous type, and part of it is true, but when he sees you on the phone laughing and smiling at incoming texts while hanging out with him on his day off, he's gonna be a bit jealous. He'll try his hardest to get your attention but after he strikes out for the third time, he'll give up. Thinks to himself, "Fine! If she wants to ignore me then so be it, I'll do the same." He knows it's childish but man he does not care whatsoever. Little does he know that you're texting your older brother Johnny trying your best to make plans so that he can meet Jay finally because your brothers opinion matters a lot to you and you'd appreciate it if he met him, but Johnny keeps jokingly saying he'll bring the rest of the 22 (23 including himself) NCT members as well since technically they're all your big brothers. This of course makes you laugh because the image of all 23 idols piling out of a van to meet your boyfriend is funny to you. This situation of you (accidentally) ignoring Jay and him purposely ignoring you continues until he's fed up and straight up asks you who you're texting. You pass your phone over to him suppressing a laugh as he reads the conversation. His face literally goes 😡😐😦 and he'll ask of you're serious or playing with him, and when you reassure him that you're dead serious he's freaking out, because hello your brother is THE freaking Johnny Suh the man, the myth, the NCT legend! Later when Johnny actually meets Jay, they get along well and he fanboys to you after about it :)

◜jake◞

brother – bang chan (stray kids)

Jake goes around the dorm bragging about how well he knows his girl blah blah blah all that sappy stuff, and Sunoo is like okay sure bestie so can you tell me why she's all over twitter hanging out with Bang Chan from Stray Kids? Now that stumps Jake because what the hell are you doing with him, and why didn't he know you'd be with him? When you arrive at his dorm later bearing food and gifts the boys are excited but they feel the tension between you two so they back off a bit, opting to hide in the living room rather than their usual dining room area (because one, it's close to the kitchen and two they're so nosey omg they want all the tea). You're pretty amused that he hasn't broke yet because you know your boyfriend and you know that he's seen the pictures, you're just waiting for him to ask so you can explain. Eventually Jake grows irritated and just straight up asks you why you were with an older artist and how you two know one another. You smile and grab your phone off the counter, while he's watching over your shoulder. "Wait why are you calling him-" "Hush look," you'll reply and as Chan picks up the facetime he can here a faint "hey sis" being shouted at you, which of course leaves the poor boy stunned. Once you're off the phone with your brother, you explain to Jake that Chan is indeed your older brother and that fans just happened to take pictures of the two of you out on your monthly brother-sister day. When Jake and Chan meet later that week (he begs you to introduce him) they bond over being aussie bros and also their love for you!

◜sunghoon◞

brother – jung wooyoung (ateez)

Sunghoon knows that you're a friendly person, and he knows that being an idol yourself (one whose been in the business a bit longer than him) you've met and made friends with other idols. So he isn't too bothered by the fact that the entirety of Ateez has just walked over to the two of you bearing smiles and hugs. He is however, bothered by the fact that you haven't introduced him to them and that one has his arm wrapped firmly around your shoulders as if you were his. He'll grab ahold of your hand offering it a squeeze, which immediately grabs your attention and you'll pull yourself out of the members arms and into his, much to his satisfaction. This of course earns an eyebrow raise from his seniors and immediately you'll start by introducing him as your boyfriend, meanwhile the eight boys will hear this and freak because when did their little sister get old enough to have a bf and why didn't they know? Honestly Sunghoon is just as confused as the boys so you'll have to explain that Sunghoon is your boyfriend and Wooyoung is your older brother, along with the rest of the members since you've known them forever now. Eventually it clicks in all their minds and they'll get well acquainted. Sunghoon asks later why you never mentioned that Wooyoung was your brother but all he'll get is a quick "it never came up" and a shrug.

coco's final note: hi! i hope you all enjoy this as much as I did when writing them :) and don't fret! the maknae lines will be out as well! thank you for reading <3