#“Wh-How many times have you guys almost died??’’

[eggs-can-draw]

OKAY the udg scenario I was thinking of was actually with byakuya, so like we know he gets kidnapped and realistically he would have gotten attacked by a group of kumas while trying to evacuate komaru, which mean he would have been injured. Now when toko and komaru get to the top of the tower thing and mange to contact makoto

imagine being makoto(and kyoko) and finding out that not only was your partner kidnapped by people tourting adults, but was also attack even before being kidnapped and now most likely has 0 access to medical supplies. Like how do you process that not only is your partner in grave danger but also your infant child could also lose a parent while also trying to save people including komaru

But I also though of some fluff, so like we know it ends well in the end and imagine how fluffy it would be for their reunion in like the hospital because realistically byakuya would be getting treated

POV: you have no idea if your partner is even alive and there is nothing you can do about it

Reunion!

Also. Ooooooooo h this is good bestie holy bees. I am holding you and I am SHAKING YOU

[thefreshprinceofjunes]

soriku endgame: an imagining

OKAY WELL HERE IT IS

TEN WHOLE PAGES OF HOW SORIKU ENDGAME MIGHT ACTUALLY PLAY OUT

i was rewatching vin play RE2 and fsr this invaded my thoughts and wouldnt leave

this is barely proofread and i reused a lot of the same words/phrases BUT its just meant to be an outline/abridged version so keep that in mind

(if i got any lore wrong tho pls let me know)

btw if you dont want to read this on tumblr for whatever reason, heres a link to the google doc

note: this is going off the assumption MoM saw everything (or at least everything soriku) through the gazing eye

scene is quadratum probably. master of masters (or whoever the bad guy in kh4 is) has sora and riku caught in a bad situation (for temporary visuals im picturing something similar to the dark guardian restraining aqua and ven in kh3)

sora and riku are struggling to break free, while the MoM just laughs. some kh dramatic banter occurs, before MoM changes the subject and starts monologuing (with sora and riku probably interjecting here and there)

MoM: [to sora] you still havent figured it out yet, have you?

MoM: dont you ever wonder why rikus heart holds as vast of a darkness as it does?

MoM: its not because of jealousy, or ansem, or even his desire for strength since you were children.

MoM: no, its much simpler than that.

MoM: remember that dream you had, sora? before the islands were destroyed?

MoM: there was a voice speaking to you, from deep within your heart:

MoM: 'the closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.'

MoM: well, the road goes both ways, kid. the deepest of darknesses can only come from the brightest of lights.

sora: wh-what are you saying?

MoM: its been in front of all along, but you were too blind to see it.

cut to voiceless flashbacks of all the times sora encountered the brightest light: when receiving the keyblade, when almost pulled out of sleep by the memory of aqua on DI, during the dive to heart at the beginning of kh3 (assuming it really happened and wasnt just for gameplay purposes), and after using the power of waking at the KBG (the tunnel scene)

sora looks at riku, then back at MoM. riku is grimacing.

sora: that… that was… that was rikus light?

MoM: bingo!

MoM: but theres even more to it than that.

MoM: theres another force of power in this universe that keeps light and dark in harmony

sora: another…?

MoM: you feel an unfathomable depth of it in your heart for, well, pretty much everyone youve ever met.

MoM: what lies in rikus heart, however, comes from the same place, but is also very, very different. its something you claim to not understand, even though youve encountered it many times during your adventures.

rikus eyes widen and he tries to interject, but the MoM physically stops him; sora calls out for him

MoM: its more than just friendship. its hearts that are really, truly connected between two people.

MoM: think about it. think about all the times when everything seemed hopeless, but something, something, kept the bad guys from winning. it wasnt light.

cut to voiceless flashbacks between many of the disney couples sora has met: the beast arriving at hollow bastion out of sheer force of will in his search for belle, flynn sacrificing himself for rapunzel and her tears bringing him back to life (some shit with will/elizabeth and sam/quorra too maybe idk), and finally, herc gaining his strength back as he rescues megara from styx, followed by herc saying, 'people always do crazy things when theyre in love.'

sora stares ahead at nothing in particular, before wincing in pain; suddenly, a forgotten memory surfaces in his mind (if the convo with NS confirms he hasnt completely forgotten, then its the key details that have been missing):

rikus sacrifice in the KBG

riku calls out for him and struggles, but MoM just laughs so more.

MoM: there, now its coming back to you. and that wasnt the only time riku sacrificed everything for you, yknow, although it was probably the most heroic instance. remember him taking on ansems form to beat roxas? and his dive into your heart to wake you from slumber, despite the tremendous danger? you only met her briefly, but one of the princesses of heart experienced something very similar.

MoM: aurora. maleficent placed a curse on her when she was a baby, causing the princess and the rest of the kingdom to fall into a deep sleep on her 16th birthday. but the heir to a nearby kingdom, prince phillip, valiantly fought his way to the castle, and woke up the sleeping beauty– through a kiss. a kiss, of true… 

MoM trails off and looks at riku, then back at sora, expectantly. riku is still struggling to free himself before the truth is revealed, but its no use.

sora stares off again, before looking MoM in the eyes.

sora: … love…?

MoM does jazz hands and poses.

MoM: ding ding ding ding! we have a winner! it only took you, what, 12, 13 years to figure it out? honestly, i just couldnt stand watching it go on for any longer.

MoM: but, hey, i still have my honor. if im wrong, im more than happy to apologize.

MoM turns to riku then.

MoM: well? am i wrong, riku?

riku doesnt respond, and MoM sighs dramatically.

MoM: still no answer? okay, guess well have to do this the hard way.

MoM starts hurting sora, causing him to cry out in pain while riku watches helplessly 

MoM: come on, riku! do it! use your true strength! unleash the power hidden within your heart!

sora gasps and winces, barely getting out rikus name 

suddenly, theres a bright flash of pink energy (maybe rikus eyes also turn dream eater pink too?)

(if the power of love is too cheesy even for kh, then maybe its a black and white darkness/light combo attack)

riku breaks free of whatever MoM did to him, and then channels the energy through his arm, blasting it through soras restraints.

unfortunately, sora was being held in the air, and starts to fall– but in the blink of eye, riku is there to catch him in his arms.

MoM laughs in triumph and draws back slightly.

MoM: there we go!

MoM then shrugs.

MoM: well, this was fun, but ive got places to be. and im sure you two have a lot to talk about. toodles!

MoM disappears, leaving sora and riku in stunned silence.

after a moment, riku sets sora down and turns away from him, avoiding soras gaze.

sora meanwhile takes a second to catch his breath, before staring at riku with wide eyes.

sora: r… riku… is… is that...? is that really… how you feel?

riku clenches his fists at his sides and stays turned away. after a pause, he responds.

riku: … even if it is, it doesnt matter.

sora: what do you mean?

riku: i know… im not the one for you.

riku takes a deep breath.

riku: … when you were put to sleep for a year to fix your memories, some of them found their way into xion. they happened to be your most important memories– the ones you couldnt wake up without.

riku: those… were your memories of kairi. and xion took on her appearance because of them.

sora is stunned, only having been vaguely made aware of what happened in that year.

sora: k… kairi?

riku nods solemnly.

riku: yeah. and the only reason your memories got messed with in the first place is because the organization forced namine to make herself the person most important to you, instead of kairi.

sora pauses.

sora: you mean… castle oblivion.

riku nods again.

sora watches, before feeling a pain in his heart and grabbing at his chest instinctively.

underneath his hand, he can feel the cold metal of his crown necklace.

and thats when it finally clicks.

everything blurs, and theres a sudden rush of memories.

(maybe a memory sequence that you actually play through?)

sora, holding kairis wayfinder in castle oblivion. suddenly, the memory gets static-y, like during soras memory restoration.

cut to namine confessing to sora shes not the girl he cares about– but every time the word is feminine, its distorted by video static. (this is how we fix the aitsu thing)

"no. the g̸͓̦͙̫̮̦̠͗͐͗̊͑̕͝i̷͖̝̝̱̐ͅͅŗ̸̄̆̓̆̊̄̿l̶̮͉̦͓͔̹̀̂͗͝ͅ you care about...the one who was always with you... its not me. its ḧ̴̳͔̻̾̇e̵͚͂̀r̸̺̣̠̓̂̀̚."

cut to namine speaking to sora before he goes to sleep.

“but theres another promise you made—a promise to someone you could never replace. s̵̹̀͗͜h̷͇͇͌̆̐e̷̡̛̱'̷̦̆s̵̫͖̦̄̈̄ your light. the light within the darkness. if you can remember h̷̼̼̜͚͒e̸̢̡̤̹̬͖͐̒͒̾r̸͓̣̜̼̜̠͚͂̋̃...all the memories lost in the shadows of your heart will come into the light."

cut to a flashback of repliku talking about their shared promise. again, the feminine words are indecipherable.

"there was a meteor shower one night when s̶̳̄͑̆̅̆͗h̴͍̞͖͙͑̔̋̈́̎̈̾ę̷̧̰̰̖̝͆̆̕̚ and i were little... n̸̨̙̼͑̽ả̴̗͕̮́͊͝m̴̻̳͚̒i̸̳̟͑n̶̡̥̋̑̌é̸͍̦͑͐͋́ got scared and said, what if a shooting star hits the islands? so i told ḧ̷̡̬̽̅͆̊ė̸̙̩̠̥̿̃̚͠r̶̛̥̻̖̉̾̽͝, if a shooting star comes this way, ill protect you! and then—"

cut back to the memory pod.

"look at the g̴̬͛̄̚͘ŏ̴̞̙̰̍͂̀ö̴̘̥̗̱̐͋͆ͅď̷̨͙̙̩̓́͝ ̸̢̋̈́̂̚ļ̷̯̥̲̪̐̋͌̾̚ṵ̵̼̥̥͖̎c̸̱̟̹̚ķ̸̭̱̖̓̇ͅ ̷͇̳̃̑́͑͐͜ͅc̸̢̤̈̈́̊̚̕h̵̙̗̓͊̾ͅą̷̣̮̞̾̈́r̶̜̜͓��̀́͋͝m̸̺̖͈̖͓̊̀̕. i changed its shape when i changed your memory. but when you thought of ẖ̴͚̙̆ȅ̴̡̛̞̲̥̼̋͐r̸̹̱̐, it went back to the way it was."

finally, a few more lines from namine.

"remembering one thing leads to remembering another, and then another... your memories are connected, like links in a chain. those same chains are what anchor us all together. i dont destroy memories. i just take apart the links and rearrange them. you still have all your memories."

cut back to sora in the real world. everything is still blurry, but now rikus voice can be heard in the background calling for him, distorted.

and then, a flash of light.

nighttime. its still. everything is quiet and peaceful.

young sora and riku are walking back from the beach.

suddenly, theres a bright streak across the sky. 

sora and riku both gasp.

then, another. and another. and another.

the night of the meteor shower.

riku watches the sky in amazement– until he feels a tug on his arm.

he glances at his side and sees sora, utterly terrified and clinging on to him for dear life.

sora: wahhhh!! r-r-riku, the sky is falling!!

riku laughs.

riku: no, those are shooting stars. theyre way up high in the sky.

sora however is not convinced, and keeps shaking as tears start to well up in his eyes.

sora: b-but…! theres so many of them. and theyre so fast!! what if a shooting star hits the islands?!

the reality of soras mood finally sets in, and riku is left staring as he tries to think of what to do.

hanging from his pocket is his wooden sword.

the words of the man with the real sword echo in his mind:

“no more borders around, or below, or above, so long as you champion the ones you love."

riku grabs his sword then and holds it up to the sky as he looks at sora, courage glinting in his eyes.

riku: if a shooting star comes this way, ill protect you! ill hit it right back into outer space!

sora sniffles as he watches riku swing the sword around.

sora: r-really?

riku nods his head confidently.

riku: i will. i promise!

after a moment of thought, riku reaches into his pocket and pulls out a silver chain with a crown dangling from the end.

riku: here. take this. i found it the other day.

with the magic of cutscene, riku somehow turns the chain into a necklace, and then reaches over to hang it around soras neck.

riku: whenever you get scared, all you have to do is look at this, and remember that ill always be there to protect you. no matter what.

tears run down soras face as he looks at the necklace.

the voice of the strange girl theyd met before rings through his mind:

"so then if something happens, and riku is about to get lost—or say, he starts wandering down a dark path alone—you make sure to stay with him and keep him safe. thats your job, sora, and im counting on you to do it, okay?"

sora gulps and then reaches out to grab rikus free hand in both of his own. riku is surprised by this.

sora: ill… ill protect you too! i-i know im not as strong as you, but ill… ill try! i promise!

riku is taken aback for a moment, before he smiles gently at sora.

riku: … thanks, sora.

afterward, a multitude of quick flashbacks to all the times sora and riku protected each other, culminating in seeing the KBG sacrifice one more time.

fade to back.

in a hotel room (or smth similar), sora suddenly sits up straight in a bed, heart beating rapidly.

sora: riku!

(paralleling when riku called out for him after waking up from the dive into his heart in ddd)

riku has been seated at the edge of the bed, waiting and worrying. when he realizes soras awake, he scoots down the bed towards him.

riku: sora! youre okay!

after catching his breath, sora looks around the room, confused.

sora: … what… happened?

riku: you passed out, so i brought you here. how are you feeling?

sora puts a hand to his head, grimacing slightly at his pulsing headache. but that doesnt matter right now.

sora: im… im fine. listen, riku… i saw… i saw some of the things that happened at CO.

rikus eyes widen.

riku: you did?

sora: yeah. i saw you… well, a version of you. and namine. namine…

sora looks into rikus eyes.

sora: she… she was wrong. or… maybe i was wrong, and she just played along for my sake…

riku: huh? what are you talking about?

sora swallows as his voice starts shaking, just a little.

sora: kairi… kairi wasnt the one most special to me. you were. i remember… i remember the night of the meteor shower.

sora clutches at the crown necklace.

sora: all this time, id thought id remembered everything important… but i forgot about it. [sighs] im sorry, riku

riku stays quiet for a moment, before putting on a forced smile.

riku: its fine, sora. we were little kids.

sora frowns.

sora: but… you never forgot, did you?

riku shrugs, and theres a moment of silence between them, before riku speaks again.

riku: maybe i was the one most important to you back then, but its not the same now. thats alright. im just happy to be your friend. i know how you feel about kai-

sora suddenly moves forward, closer to riku, now yelling as he cuts him off.

sora: i get to decide how i feel, riku! its my heart!

riku is taken aback at the shouting, and stares in shock. sora realizes hes gotten loud, and takes a moment to calm down.

dearly beloved starts to play in the bg

sora: i… i know now. maybe it took me a long time, but… i figured it out. the person most important to me… all along, its been you.

riku freezes up in pure shock. he cant believe what hes hearing. hed talked himself out of hoping for this day long ago.

sora finally smiles again.

sora: youre the one i love.

(paralleling prince eric with ariel)

BOOM FIREWORKS MAGIC SORIKU ENDGAME

riku is absolutely speechless, staring at sora with his mouth agape.

sora gives riku a sheepish grin, now growing nervous at the lack of a response.

sora: and… im the one you love… right?

after a second, riku returns soras smile– and, for the very first time in the series, starts crying.

he nods, shakily.

riku: … yeah. yeah, i do. i always have.

riku wipes at his eyes to stop crying, but its futile. the tears flow even harder.

sora feels himself start crying, too, but hes laughing at the same time.

he pulls riku into a hug, grabbing his upper back tightly.

without any hesitation whatsover, riku returns the embrace, holding onto sora in the same way.

(like so [sora in orange, riku in teal])

fade to black.

then they kill the MoM, get married, and live happily ever after. the end. :)

love balancing light and dark is largely taken from these tags by @osrinlore on this video of mine btw:

[italiansteebie]

also on ao3 (Im not... super happy with this but here you go anways.

There were many things people didn't know about Steve Harrington. Like how he was fluent in italian, or how he actually didn't care that much about his hair or his looks, or how his parents are never home.

But people seemed to take one look at Steve and seemed to think they had it all figured out, and Eddie was no exception. 

Until the guy started picking up the newest sheep from hellfire, until he saw Robin Buckley from band hanging out with him, hanging onto his every word.

So maybe he didn't have the guy figured out.

And he figured out he really didn't have shit figured out when a cheerleader started floating in his living room. Or when the ground split open and Steve Harrington wanted to go down there.

But then he figured out that for Steve, Nancy, and newly Robin, this was... Quite normal for them actually. And so they walked through the gross ass woods with Nancy Wheeler to find the guns that she had hidden in her closet. Guns. In Nancy Wheeler's closest. In a dimension hidden in the crust of this one.

What the fuck is going on?

So anyways, they make it out.

After Steve gets chewed on by bats, of course, and he gets up and runs like nothing ever happened and Nancy and Robin pretend that that's normal.

And he doesn't know how the guy did it because when it comes time for Eddie's turn, he almost dies. They kill the big bad guy, though Eddie doesn't get to hear about that part for a few weeks. He doesn't remember much about how they got out of the Upside Down the second time, but he does remember one really weird thing that Steve had said.

"Fuck, fuck! My leg fell off!"

And then he was being dropped, and it all went black.

--

They had done it, they had finally done it, he was dead and it was over. The race was over.

Well, Steve had thought it was over.

But then Dustin was sobbing over Eddie's body, and the kid couldn't stand up right, and suddenly there was another race to escape the throws of the upside down.

They were so close.

The steps of Eddie's trailer were right there. But of course life had other plans, and he felt the suction come loose. 

And he toppled over.

"Fuck, fuck! My leg fell off!"

And maybe he should've thought about that sentence. but Eddie was slipping away and he panicked. 

Nancy was the only one who really knew what he was talking about (to her credit, she was the only one of them who's seen him naked), but Dustin and Robin both looked very concerned, and he'd even heard Robin whisper "rabies." with a crazed laugh bubbled up as punctuation.

"Here, get dustin to the gate, I'll help Steve,"

"Wh- how are you gonna put his leg back on? How does a leg fall off?!" Robin asked, laughing again, this time more maniacal. 

"Go!"

"Nancy!?"

"It's a prosthetic! the suction came loose, just get Dustin out of here!" Steve yelled, cutting through the shouting of the others, there was a studying pause from Robin and Dustin. "Questions later, please just go!"

So they did, Robin only looking back as Nancy cut away at the extra fabric of Steve's jeans, trying her best to help Steve with the suction sleeve of his prosthetic.

And soon enough, they were at the hospital.

Steve, Eddie, and Dustin had been admitted and Nancy and Robin were being checked over. They had arrived soon after Max, Erica and Lucas did, Max being admitted for multiple broken bones. (She'd be fine, the doctors had told them. Just a few broken bones and some new glasses). 

–

When Eddie woke up, it took a minute for him to realize where he was. Uncle Wayne was to the right of him, holding his hand, looking a little worse for wear. 

"Wayne?" The old man turned to him, eyes lighting up. "Oh, Eddie. you're awake," he could see the relief on Wayne's face, and almost felt bad for almost getting himself killed. But over the course of a few days, he woke up a little more, and Wayne told him all about how Chief Hopper came back from the dead, how the charges were dropped and a new trailer was waiting for them, curtesy of the government (which Wayne knew was shady but, hey. A new trailer is a new trailer). And how Steve Harrington had been visiting, every single day since he'd gotten better himself.

And that's when Eddie remembered.

"Hey, Wayne?"

"Yeah, son?"

"Did he have two legs?"

“Who?”

“Steve!” He said, exasperated, like it was exhausting just asking about the guy.

Wayne looked at him, "They up your morphine drip? Yeh, he had two legs." Eddie shook his head at him, "When we were in the... uh." Eddie hesitated, "Earthquake?" Wayne finished for him, "Yeah, earthquake, he said something about his leg falling off... but then I passed out... I. Is he okay?" he asked finally. Wayne pondered this for a moment, studying Eddie's face. "Well, he looked a little tired but, okay other than that."

"Is he going to come back today?" Eddie tried to sound like he wasn't desperate. It didn't work, if the look on Wayne's face said anything. 

"Probably. When you were just waking up I pressed the nurse call, and she said she was fixing to tell everyone the good news."

And just like that, Steve walked in, eyes wide, "Eddie! You're okay. they wouldn't let me see you when I woke up and I was so scared that I didn't make it in… Time." He cut off his nervous rambling.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks to you, big boy."     

Wayne arched an eyebrow at this and stood, "I'm- I'll leave you boys to it." and with that the two were alone. Eddie studied Steve for a while. This was not the guy everyone told him about, the guy his friends had warned him about, and he wondered how everyone got it so wrong. "You're not who I thought you were."

"I'm... Uh. I'm sorry?" He posed it as a question.

"No! Not like that... Just. Everyone thinks they know you so well. And I- They don't. It's like, no one knows anything about you."

Steve smirks, "I'm a man of mystery,"

"Yeah, but maybe you should tell people when you're missing a leg, dingus. Nice to see you back in the land of the living Munson." and there was Robin standing in the doorway. "Rob!"

She and Nancy filtered into the room, Dustin hopping on his crutches behind them, "Yeah, what's up with that Steve? I thought you were captain of the swim team?" Dustin inquired. Steve rolled his eyes, "Yeah, the disabled swim team." he laughed.

"So... When we were 'down there' your leg really fell off?" Eddie questioned, watching as Steve lifted up his pant leg, tapping on the metal that was there in place of an ankle, "Yeah, I was sweating so much that the suction came loose, and well... It just slid off."

"So... How did you lose your leg?" He asked, getting smacked in the arm by Robin, "Hey! No hitting the guy in the hospital bed," he said, pointing to himself. "Dude, you can't just ask people that!" She said incredulously, Nancy and Dustin nodding in agreement, while Steve just laughed. "It's okay, it's okay! I'm used to it. I lost it when I was young... You guys probably heard about it… Uh. Me and my nona were in a car accident, we were both fine but my leg got trapped in the metal of the car, and well... They couldn't save it. It was pretty scary for a while, not having a leg... But then my parents got me a prosthetic that had dinosaurs on it. Perks of having rich parents who don't know how to show you love. " He shrugged, and Eddie didn't have time to be sad before Robin piped up.

"You... Oh my god! That was you! I remember hearing about that, you were what, 7 right? Because I was six... I was so sad for you. Oh! But then you showed your prosthetic at show and tell!" Robin rambled, and Steve watched the realization cover everyone's face, including Eddie's morphine clouded brain.

"Dude, when I heard that, 9 year old me freaked out! I had just moved in with Wayne and all of a sudden there's a kid without a leg? I thought you were the most metal person ever! Before I even knew what that meant. Wow." The look on Eddie's face could only be described as starstruck, like he was meeting his idol. 

"Man. People really don't know shit about you."

And Steve laughed. 

“No really!” Eddie insisted, sitting up slowly to prove his point, Steve reaching over to help him the rest of the way, urging him to be careful. “See! That's exactly what I mean! You're so… Helpful! It's weird. In highschool, I took one look at you and thought I knew everything about you, but… I don't!”

“I mean, after a while, you stop trying to share stuff when people just assume they already know you.”

And maybe that made Eddie feel a little guilty, but he knows it wasn't meant too. “So. Let's get to know each other then.” He said, reaching for Steve's hand, Steve closing the gap and holding his gently.

Steve smiled softly. 

“Ew, are you guys flirting?”

And both Steve and Eddie jumped out of their skin, forgetting they weren't the only ones in the room. “And what if we were, mind your business Buck.” Steve snarked, smirking back at Eddie. Robin rolled her eyes, “Let's play a game! It's called "get to know Steve!” Eddie cheered before the two could start arguing again. 

Steve shook his head, “I won't have any mystery then!”

“Maybe I don't want you to have mysteries with me.”

Robin scoffed, “You're flirting again.”

And the look Steve gave her was so quick, Eddie almost missed it. But it seemed to do the trick because soon enough she was dragging Nancy and Dustin out of the room with her, claiming it was time to visit Max. 

“You really want to get to know me?”

“I want to know everything about you, Steve.”

“Wow, I mean. No one's ever been like… Interested in me. They like my looks but… That's it.”

Eddie frowned, “Not even Nancy?” he questioned, regretting it as soon as he saw Steve’s face fall. “We weren't good for each other.” and that was all he said.

“What's your favorite color?”

“What?” 

“What's your favorite color?”

“Oh. It's uh. It's green. Forest Green.” 

Eddie smiled, “Getting to know you, getting to know all about you,” he sang, eyes squinting as he smiled, only for it to grow as Steve let out a giggle, an honest to god, giggled. Eddie thinks he's going to die, and what a place to do it. In a hospital bed, smiling at his crush. 

Steve pulled his hand away, and Eddie frowned, “Where are you going?” Steve smiled, “No where, just uh. your heart rates been kinda high since I started holding your hand.” he giggled, pointing at the monitors who's beeps were faster than they were 15 minutes ago. 

By the time Nancy, Robin and Dustin came back from visiting Max, the two boys had a date set for as soon as Eddie was cleared to go home.

“Hey, Steve?” Eddie asked as the girls settled back into their chairs in Eddie's room, an idea sparking in his brain. Steve turned to him, eyebrows raised. “What’s on your prosthetic now?” He led. 

“Oh, uh. It's just plain metal. My parents got tired of paying for the prints as soon as the whole thing wore off it's… Attention value I guess.” Steve shrugged, looking at the floor.

Robin jumped up from her seat, “Let's paint it!” she said, proposing the idea before Eddie could.

Eddie brightened, “Yeah! We can all add something!” He cheered.

Steve smiled, “You guys would do that?” 

“Of course we would, Steve.” Nancy said, leaning over to rest a hand on his shoulder, smiling at him knowingly. And so the next day, the whole group was piled into Eddie's room, Will’s paint supplies spread across Eddie's bed.

“What did you guys need it for?” Joyce asked, a protective hold on Will’s shoulder as she scanned the room. Steve came out of the bathroom, metal leg in hand, crutch in the other, “This! They're going to paint my leg,” he smiled. And just as expected, the new information made the room explode. 

After they shared the story, and Steve answered all the questions, it was decided that there was going to be even more art on his leg, even Hopper wanted to add his own piece.

Steve smiled as he watched his family paint something that brought his real family so much shame. 

–

It was months later, Eddie was out of the hospital, and Steve was confident in showing off his prosthetic, now that had been decorated by the ones he loves. They were on a date in the park, Steve was wearing the shorts that Eddie loved so much. The wind was blowing a soft breeze, and the sun was just beginning to set.

“I'm so glad I got to know you.” 

There were many things Eddie Munson knew about Steve Harrington. Like how he was fluent in italian, or how he actually didn't care that much about his hair or his looks, or how his parents are never home. 

And how he loved with his whole body, and the way he likes his eggs in the morning, and the way he showed off his prosthetic when it was covered in reminders that he is loved.

If one thing is for sure, there was no way you could take one look at Steve Harrington and know everything about him.

[charmedreincarnation]

https://www.tumblr.com/charmedreincarnation/715801428071972864/hey-maya-what-are-your-thoughts-on-the?source=share

Not this anon but wait that means I can manifest a certain afterlife? Like there isn't one destined afterlife but it can be whatever we want it to be?

I wish there was a voice audio setting because I would tell you guys so many stories! but anyways I’ll tell you guys about a specific occurrence that happened when I was around 13/16 that changed my perspective on everything.

Basically I used to go to church often . My family is pretty religious, and at the time, I wasn’t even really religious, but I still followed Christianity. I had gotten into manifesting but I still believed in god pretty avidly (and still do just not in a religious way) so I didn’t mind going.

Anyways there was this super religious girl who I would talk to everytime I went. guys I mean she was giving cult. Cross tattoos, Bible reading club everyday, and she could read the Bible word for word backwards probably! I don’t really like super avidly religious people who make their entire life abt god and every conversation abt it, but idk for her I could tolerate it. She was super sweet and her passion was admirable.

I remember she stopped coming to church and I knew something was wrong because this girl would rather die than miss service. Turns out she was in an accident and was probably going to die, so we held a huge fundraiser for her family. At the time I didn’t know what happened to her because no one talked about it after the fundraiser and I didn’t have her phone number so I just assumed she died.

Then when I was 16, so atp pretty into manifesting and not into church anymore I saw her at a tarot shop.. that she owned. Now it’s a general consensus astrology, tarots and stuff is against Christianity. (not that I cared regardless I still was into that shit) but The Sarah (fake name) I knew Would never step foot into what she called a “devil worshipping temple”

But it was definitely her and she looked so different. She used to have long brown hair, wore traditional clothing, would never show skin etc. this girl had a pixie cut with black hair, so many tattoos of sigils and zodiac stuff on her body, so many piercings, and was wearing booty shorts!! I almost didn’t recognize her but she said hi to me and I was in shock. This bitch owns a crystal shop.. Holy Sarah owns a crystal shop!! atp I believed the rapture was about to start bc what the hell

Anyways I asked her how she was and what happened, because I assumed she was dead. And she said she was. She had been officially dead for 5 straight seconds, but was “brought” back with those machines. I told her she looks good but why the change in lifestyle. she said when she died, she was in a black space of nothing but still had thoughts. She didn’t see Jesus or the purgatory or whatever, all she had was herself. She was crying to herself in this void like space as she knew it was the end, and the atheists were right. We become nothing when we die. Then she just wished to come back, and she said she would do anything to come back, and then she did. She awoke again and when she did she got into spirituality and it changed her life.

16 year old me at this point was pretty deep into my spiritual research and she basically confirmed what I had believed since I was 8. We choose what happenes when we die and we can do the same for our life on earth. I pretty much talked to her for hours, until I had to go because my mom doesn’t want me in those “weird” shops either. Anyways I assume the “space” she was in was the void state, but I didn’t know what that was until the end of 2021 ofc so I couldn’t make the connection at the time.

But I mean it makes sense. we have free will, so if we can decide every aspect of our life while alive, why would that change at death. death isn’t the end, just a beginning of whatever new chapter you want or believe it to be. Just my belief ofc :) you’re inclined to believe whatever !

[anachronistic-falsehood]

grabbing you by the shoulders and looking you dead in the eyes. squole. they're nature spirits. nymphs or some shit. no one can see them but each other. each nymph has an area that's theirs, and they can't leave their area, or at least not go far out of it. as long as living things reside in their area and put it to use, the nymph stays alive, so ofc they get worried when a player wants to build in their area. they're destroying plants and driving away wildlife, which is the nymph's main life source!!!! many have died or come close to it from builders clearing out the area and then abandoning their projects.

the nymph around felps' square was wary, of course, when felps showed up to start digging, but when felps declared that this would be a long project he would do entirely by hand, she was delighted. this would be a passion project, it seemed, and he wasn't closing off the area, so of course bugs and animals could still pass through or make their homes in her walls, and felps lived in the hole he dug, dedicated to making it his home. she enjoyed sitting on the walls and watching him endlessly pick out stone with his pickaxe. some other nearby nymphs didn't approve of the eyesore they thought her land had become, but she cherished it for the work her builder put in.

and then, all of a sudden, from across the wall, one day she hears a voice. a panicked, frantic voice, yelling.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU'RE DIGGING UP MY LAND! STOP, YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME!"

She peeks over the wall, which is about as far as she can stray from her square, and sees a nymph on the verge of tears, watching a young man tear away at the ground with some insane machine. It clears immense amounts of land, far faster than Felps could ever dare to dream of.

She watches the nymph panic for a few moments, then cups her hands around her mouth to yell back.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

The nymph looks up at her, tears streaming down her handsome face. In a flash, she's up on the wall as well, crying in front of her fellow nymph.

"He's tearing up my land! All the trees, the grass, everything! I can't live like this!"

The nymph of the square looks down. Yeah, he really is ripping up everything. The land has been reduced to stone within a matter of minutes, and it just keeps going. The guy is probably clinically insane.

"There's going to be nothing left," the nymph of the new hole sobs.

The nymph of the square glances back at her own hole, unfinished but still impressive. She points at it. "Well, there's my land, and I'm still here."

The nymph of the hole sniffles. She leans forward to stare, wiping tears from her eyes. "Wh... it's just a pit. How...?"

The nymph of the square shrugs, giving her fellow nature spirit a reassuring smile. "My builder spends a lot of time there with his family. It's his home. That's why I'm still here. Do you know what yours is planning to do?"

The nymph of the hole glances back at her own landscape. She keeps her arms crossed, almost like she's hugging herself. "I don't know. I think he wants to make some machines or something?"

"Then he should be there pretty often, shouldn't he? I think you'll be okay."

The nymph's face screws up as if she's about to start crying again. "But it's uglyyyyyyy," she whines, almost childish.

The other nymph smiles. "I don't know, I think there's something cool about yours going down to bedrock." She walks backwards, towards her own side of the wall. "Besides, I rather like the look of your stone walls."

She catches just the faintest glimpse of a green blush on her fellow nymph's face just before she hops off the wall and heads back to Felps' Square.

She's gotten tired of being the only nymph with an "undesirable" build on her land. The one who houses Cellbit's castle is nearly unbearable in her superiority, the potato farm on the wall itself is typically very self-righteous, and her neighbor, the Favela, while usually quite chill, loves to brag about how loved and well-used her land is.

This nymph with the new hole? One that goes down to bedrock, no less?

She's looking forward to seeing how people react now that there are two of them.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

So like are Soudaionji gonna talk now?

Honestly, knowing that we'll all be living together in a place like this feels unreal. Never thought I'd see the day.

Yeah, well, I bet you never thought you'd see the day where you got stuck in a death game and started living on a tropical island either, huh?

Heh! True enough!

*As everyone splits off to claim their rooms and decorate the old place, Kazuichi sticks with Hiyoko and helps her sort through her own luggage.

You're leaving a lot of space on this side of the room.

Yeah, well, I need to claim at least half the stuff so my roommate can claim the rest. I might have a lot of stuff, but I'm not selfish with my living quarters.

Have you decided who you wanna share with yet? Seiko seems like a pretty obvious choice now that she's here; since Mahiru's staying with Izuru.

Um...Thing is...I was actually wondering if maybe YOU wanted to stay here?

M-Me? But...I...A-Ain't that a problem?

Why would it be?

Well...First off, you're always talking about how bad I smell-

Because you do.

Are you screwing with me!? Ugh...Look, I just didn't think in a hundred years you'd be asking some jerk of a guy like me to be your roomate.

I think you already know why, don't you?

I-I...Uh...Yeah, I guess I do...Even I'm not that dense.

Neither of us have been very honest about how we feel, have we? We're not very good at that...haha...

Do you...remember that time I told you that as stupid and lame as you are, there was always gonna be someone out there who would end up falling for you? Well, turns out that someone is me. How stupid is that.

But...why...? You never say good things about me.

And yeah, I know you don't always MEAN the harsh things you say; it's all in good fun at the end of the day! But...I guess I just couldn't get myself to believe it...

That's the problem with you. You've lived your life having so many insults hurled at you that you can't believe it when someone actually likes you, be it romantic or not.

But even though everyone thinks you're a coward, the truth is you always try to fight off your own fear and help his classmates. Even during the Killing Game when you kept everyone at arm's length, you did so many things and tried so many times to stop people from getting hurt, like when you tied up Nagito, and when you built that communication device for the hospital.

Sure, they never really worked out, but that's not your fault. And even though you're usually distrustful, you were still trying to help out people who were basically complete strangers to you. I think that's worth something.

You're also smart, and kind to people, and help them with their problems, and you care about the people around you...In a way that...I've never been able to...

What are you talking about? Back when I met you, you were an insensitive, selfish little jerk! Look how far you've come since then! You've made amends with Mikan, and you've stepped up to solve the problems you can! Every single one of us was distraught when you died!

And I've done little to earn that...Even now, just randomly asking if you'll be with me is selfish and stupid...What I'm trying to say is that you don't need to earn my approval or anything Kazuichi.

I can only hope to earn yours with something other than my looks...

Hiyoko...I...I don't really know what to say that'd make you feel better about all of this...It almost sounds like you want me to reject you...

I'd prefer if you did...One way or another, I want to put these feelings aside. And I don't want my image of you to be shattered if you pick a shallow girl like me.

...Well, that's too bad.

W-WOAAGH!?

*Kazuichi suddenly pushes Hiyoko onto the bed.

Wh-What do you think you're-!?

*She halts as he suddenly hugs her.

[warmaidensrevenge]

Always seen you.

Pairing: Eddie x insecure!Fem plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/N: Yoooo. This is a little long. Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy. As always feedback is greatly appreciated. Kay love ya bye.

Warnings: 18+ Language, fluff, angst, slow burn, heartache, sexual situations, smut and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: You finally got your guy. But something always gets in the way. Does true love conquer all?

Part 14

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You woke the next morning feeling the other side of the bed. When you didn't feel Eddie, you died a little inside. You sat up holding the sheet to your chest. While rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand. You accidentally scratched your cheek with something.

You pulled your hand away to see what the hell just hurt you.

With widened eyes tears formed. Eddie's Onix ring was your finger.

" Wh-what?"

You reached over for your glasses and looked over to his side. There was a note and the keys to his van on the pillow.

You picked up the note.

' Morning Angel,

You looked so peaceful sleeping. So I didn't want to wake you to say bye. God baby I haven't even left yet and I already miss you. I bet you're wondering what my ring is doing on your finger. Well Angel, every time you look at it I want you to be reminded that I'm yours. Sorry it's too big. But I'll get you one that fits you better soon. I also took your favorite scrunchie. I'm gonna wear it all the time too. Also, I left you my van for whatever you need. I had Wayne make sure it runs good for you. Can't have my girl get stranded. Well baby I better go before I change my mind. I'll call the room as soon as I land in LA. I love you.

Eds'

" I love you too Eddie."

You laid back down and held the note to your chest. It was good that he didn't wake you to say goodbye. You would have begged him to stay.

Later that day you sat around waiting for him to call. And when he did your heart skipped a beat.

" Hello?"

" Angel!"

" Eddieee." You squealed.

He chuckled. " Hey baby."

" Hi. How was the flight?"

" Ugh terrible. I hate flying."

" Yeah? Me too. I always have to get that extra buckle."

" Yeah?"

" Yeah...so are you settled in?"

" No. Once I got in the room I just dropped my stuff and called you."

" aww that's sweet."

There was an awkward silence. One you haven't had in a long time.

" I miss you baby."

" I miss you too."

Another awkward silence. Why was it like this?

" So umm about the ring?"

" Yeah?"

" I...I love it. But umm did you have to take my scrunchie?"

He laughed again. " Yeah I did. I needed something."

"And my underwear wasn't enough?"

" Well that's for later baby."

"How many pairs is that now?"

" uhh do you really want to know?"

" hmmm probably not. But I need to know if I should buy more."

Eddie smirked. " Yeah. You'll need to get more."

" You're awful."

"You think so?"

"No. Not really."

Eddie laughed again. " And why is that?"

" I...I don't know actually. It kinda makes me feel...I don't know."

Eddie could almost see you blushing.

" You like when I steal them?"

" Uhhh. No comment."

" Oh my baby likes it."

" Shush Munson."

You and Eddie laughed.

After a few minutes Eddie yawned.

" I'm sorry Eds. You should get some rest."

"No I'm fine."

" Eddie take a nap. We can talk later."

He yawned again. " Okay okay. I'll call you in a couple of hours."

" Looking forward to it."

" Me too. Love you Angel."

"Love you too Eds."

...

Eddie woke up the next afternoon. When he looked at his watch he first thought it was one in the morning. He sat up and saw Jeff strumming his guitar.

" Shit!"

Gareth laughed throwing himself on the bed. " Afternoon sleeping beauty."

" Afternoon?"

" Yeah man you were out for hours."

" Aww fuck! I gotta call my girl."

Eddie reached for the phone.

" Hey isn't she supposed to be going back home right now?" Jeff asked

Eddie shook his head and put the phone back down.

" Man she's probably worried." Eddie said palming his forehead.

" Nah. She knows you were tired. She called last night."

Eddie looked at Gareth. " Why didn't you wake me up?"

Jeff came and sat on the other bed. " We tried. But you were out."

" Damn. And she sounded okay?"

" Yeah she was fine." Gareth patted his back.

"Okay. I just don't want her to think I forgot about her."

" She doesn't Eddie. She said to call after we get back." Gareth said

" Where are we going?"

" We are starving my guy. And we need to meet with the producer after we get lunch."

Eddie nodded and stood up. " Alright. Where we going?"

" Awww man I keep hearing about this place called Fatburger." Jeff smiled

Eddie clapped his hands." Burgers sound awesome."

Gareth jumped up." Let's go before my stomach eats itself."

Eddie followed his buddies towards the door but stopped when he saw his reflection in the hallway mirror. He looked back at the bed and saw your scrunchie on the pillow. He went back and grinned picking it up.

He went to the mirror and put his hair back up.

" Miss you baby." He whispered to himself.

" Munson seriously! We will leave you." Gareth warned.

Eddie laughed " alright man. I'm coming."

...

You weren't upset that Eddie didn't call. You figured he would be jet lagged. But you wanted to hear his voice before you went to bed. So you called. You asked Gareth to hold the phone to Eddie's ear. While smiling at his snoring you said goodnight and that you loved him.

In the morning instead of bugging the guys again you waited for Eddie to call. But he didn't. You went to school that day sad that Eddie missed a scheduled call.

But when you got home the first thing you did was check the answering machine. Your heart leaped hearing his voice.

' Hey baby. I'm sorry I missed our phone date. But I promise the second I get to the room I'm calling you. I know you're at school already but I hope you have a great day. Make sure you eat something good and don't work too hard. I'll talk to you soon. Love you Angel.'

Eddie did call that night and you guys actually fell asleep on the phone together. It was really sweet.

December was a very long month. It went by so slow. And even slower when Eddie said he would be coming home for Christmas. You were so happy.

A month without Eddie's hugs and kisses. A whole damn month without playing with his curls and falling asleep in his arms. It was agonizing. But that didn't matter. He was coming home.

Well he was supposed to.

" I don't understand Eddie. How come Jeff and Gareth were able to come home and not you?"

" Baby they're only there for less than 24 hours."

" So? Eddie it's Christmas."

" I know baby. And I'm really sorry. But I have to work on rerecording my solo. Something is off and I can't blend the riff."

You were sitting on your bed with the phone in one ear and picking at the wrapping paper you were using to wrap Eddie's gift.

" You promised." Your voice broke. You didn't even try to hide it. You had been just so happy before this call.

You heard Eddie sigh.

" I did. And I'm so sorry I broke my promise. But I will make it up to you."

You didn't say anything. All you wanted to do was cry. But Eddie didn't need to know that.

" Angel I'm coming for New Year's. I'm gonna come and kiss the shit out of you."

A small smile crossed your lips. But it went away as quickly as it came.

" I just wish you could open your present tomorrow."

" Me too. But I swear. I'm going to be there in a couple of days. Just hold onto it for me."

" Oh-okay."

Both of you were quiet for a minute.

You looked up to the ceiling, fanning your eyes so that you wouldn't give in to tears.

" Sp-speaking of presents. Did you get yours?"

You looked down and grabbed your necklace.

" I did. It's beautiful Eddie."

" You're beautiful baby."

" No you."

You both let out little laughs. You knew he missed you just as much as you missed him. And he knew that you loved him as much as he loved you.

After talking for a while Eddie looked at the time. It was a little past 9. Which meant it was after midnight for you.

" Merry Christmas baby."

" Merry Christmas Eds."

...

Eddie didn't come on New Year's. None of the guys did. See Eddie was ready to go. At least that's what he told you. But at the last second Mel, the band's new manager booked them to play New Year's Eve at the famous Starwood club.

If the guys were gonna get their stuff out there and make it big time. That was the place to play. So many metal bands perform on that stage and were huge now.

This was their shot. You had to be happy for them. And a part of you was. Truly happy for your friends. But the other part was hurt. Another broken promise. Sure it was for the band and you could accept it...it still hurt though.

Was this going to be a regular occurrence? Would it hurt less as time went on? You hoped it would. Maybe one day sooner or later. He would come home.

You prayed for him to come soon.

Eddie knew you were hurt when he told you that he couldn't come. It broke his heart having to cancel again. But he had to. Right? This was huge for the band. If they did this, they could play at bigger venues and have their music everywhere. They would finally make it.

You even said it before you let Eddie get ready for the performance.

You did try to sound happy for him. But he just knew that he made you sad again. And though he promised he wouldn't hurt you. This was necessary for the future. For the life together. He did swear to himself that he was going to make it up to you. Whatever it was, he promised he was going to do whatever it takes to not make you sad again.

The set was by far the absolute best performance they ever played. It was epic. So much so that after, the guys nearly got mauled. Security had to escort them out.

Finally back in the room the guys were in disbelief of what just happened.

Jeff and Gareth were playing around and started to wrestle. Eddie was laughing being the ref. That was until he took off your scrunchie and looked at it.

He quickly went to the phone and called you. But there was no answer. It was almost two in the morning for him so it was almost five for you.

Since it was really early, he figured you were sleeping. So he waited for a few hours before he tried again.

After a power nap he called. But still, no answer.

He tried three more times. To no avail.

Now he was starting to worry. You never missed morning phone dates.

A bad memory brought itself to Eddie's thoughts. The last time you didn't answer this many times Eddie found you cleaning up your brother's blood.

He called his uncle immediately.

" Hello?"

" Hey old man."

" Eddie?"

" Yeah man. Hey I need you to check up on y/n."

" Good morning to you too son."

" Shit! I'm sorry. Morning. Look I'm worried about y/n. I've been trying to call but she's not answering."

" That's because she's here."

A wave of relief washed over Eddie when he knew you were okay. But then Wayne kept talking.

" She came over last night. Looked like she'd been crying her eyes out."

You were crying?

" Did I raise you to make promises you can't keep?"

Eddie was quiet. He felt like a complete ass hat.

" BOY?!"

" N-n-no sir."

" That's right! I didn't. If you break another promise to that poor girl by God I will go over there and drag your ass home. Do you understand me?!"

" Y-yes. I'm- I'm sorry."

" Don't apologize to me. You apologized to her."

" I-I-I will."

Wayne sighed. " Good!"

" Is...is she awake?"

Eddie heard his uncle groan.

" No. She's sleeping in your bed."

" Oh...okay. I guess I'll call her later then."

" How about you let her call you?"

" What? Why?"

" Because I want to talk to her before she talks to you."

"What-what're you gonna say?"

" I just want to see if she's okay. That's all."

"Y-yeah. Okay"

" Okay. Well I will talk to you later."

"Okay. Bye."

When Eddie hung up all he could think about how he should have just went home to you. Yeah his job was important. But not as important as you were.

He swore from this moment forward he wouldn't make you cry from him not showing up.

...

When you woke up you hugged Eddie's lumpy pillow really tight. Breathing in his lingering smell of sandalwood and citrus. With the faded hint of cigarettes and weed.

You didn't realize how much you missed his scent. Until you were surrounded by it again. Last night you were sitting in your room working on something when you looked out your window. You wished Eddie's light would be on. You prayed that it would turn on any second. Because if it did, then that meant Eddie was home. And if Eddie was home you could hold him and kiss him.

But when his room stayed dark. So you cried.

Why did it hurt so much? He was only gone a month and it felt like you were slowly bleeding out. The whole month you tried to go on normally. You even started hanging out with Robin and Steve. Upon Eddie and Dustin's request.

They did their best to distract you as best they could. But you never seemed to be into anything they wanted to do.

That's why you stayed home tonight. You could have gone to some random party with them or go to Bethany's with your brother. However, you just wanted to be alone.

As soon as it turned midnight for Eddie you said sent out a silent "Happy New Year Eds."

It was just after 3 am when you saw Wayne come home. You put on your slippers and went right over.

Wayne opened the door and saw you. All puffy eyed and tear streaks on your cheeks. His heart broke for you. He started seeing the difference in you since Eddie left. Your once big beautiful smile was slowly fading. That was until you talked to his nephew. Then you would get it back ten fold. As the days went on you would have a small smile plastered to your lips. But your eyes told a different story.

Wayne could tell from the moment he met you that you loved his nephew. Sure it was under terrible circumstances. But he could see it. And the same went for Eddie.

Wayne had never seen that look in his nephew's eyes before. He also never heard him talk about anyone or anything in the way he talked about you. So Wayne knew you were Eddie's be-all and end-all. Especially after the whole Mrs Clark debacle.

He knew then just like he knew now. You were his family. And he would do anything to make sure you were happy and safe. Even if he had to keep you safe from his nephew.

He motioned you to come in and let you stay the night in Eddie's room. He then heard your soft whimpers and sniffles after a while. He wanted to talk to you but he was a little tipsy from a few drinks at the bar. So he thought he would wait until the morning.

Which he did.

It was only about thirty minutes after his brief conversation with Eddie when you came out. Wrapped up in Eddie's blanket.

" Mornin' darlin'."

You went to sit with him on the couch.

" Morning Mr Munson. Umm thank you for letting me stay here."

" You're welcome darlin'. Whenever you need to, you are always welcome."

You nodded. For some reason you couldn't look at him. It was like if you did you would start crying again.

" Thank you sir."

You brought Eddie's blanket up to your nose to take a whiff.

" I miss him too you know."

You nodded again.

" I uhh sometimes I kinda still hear him playing his guitar."

You looked at Wayne but he was looking at his cup of coffee.

" It's strange...not having him here. I knew one day he was gonna move on and live a life of his own...but... I wasn't ready for him to leave yet."

"Me neither."

Wayne looked over to you. " I think you most of all were hurt most by him leaving...you two finally got your heads out of your asses, and finally got together. But just as fast as it started he left."

" it hurt a lot at first. And I miss him like crazy. But as much as we miss him, we still have to be happy for him."

"That's true. But that doesn't mean we put our happiness on hold for him."

" What do you mean?'

Wayne took a sip of his coffee and leaned back.

" Darlin' I see a difference in you... You're sad. And the relationship is weighing too much on you. You even lost a little weight. I can see it in your face."

You looked away ashamed that you were being so damn obvious with your depression.

" It's not that bad is it?" You asked.

" Others might not notice it. But I do."

You sighed wiping away a tear.

" It's not that this relationship is weighing on me. I miss him. And I know he can't always come when I want him to. I just get upset at all the things we should be doing this year."

" And what're those?"

You shook your head. " I know it sounds childish. But I looked forward to doing the senior ditch day or going on the senior trip. Decorating our lockers together. Or even go to the senior carnival with him. I...I know Eddie would say that one school dance is more than enough for him. But I would have loved for him to take me to prom. It's silly. I know-"

" It's not."

You looked back at Wayne.

" It's not silly darlin'. Young ladies like yourself want to experience that. Most of those things you can still do without him. Just because he's away doesn't mean you have to put your life on hold for him."

" I know. It's not that I don't know if I can do them. It's that I don't want to. To be completely honest. I really do love Eddie. But we've been dating for only a few months. And I feel like we're missing out on a few things that help build a good foundation. I know it's just childish things and they shouldn't mean so much to me. But they do. I only get to do this once. And I wanted to do it with Eddie."

Wayne nodded. " I can understand that. Doing all those things would create a stronger bond between you two."

" It would. But now that it's not an option. I don't know what's going to happen when I go to MIT. I know we want to be together. But he's already too busy for me. What happens when I finally leave? When I'm too busy? What are we gonna do?"

Wayne understood now why you were changing. It wasn't because you were being too dependent on Eddie for your happiness. It was the future you were worried about. It was learning how to cope with being your own person but still being the girlfriend of a rockstar.

" Darlin' that's a conversation you need to have with my nephew. You have to voice your concerns. Because if you don't, things will get too hard to deal with. And it might get to the point where a relationship isn't what's meant for you anymore. People say love concerns all. And it should. But sometimes a relationship calls for work. Sometimes it's very hard work. And right now for you and Eddie, it's hard. And I can't promise you things will get easier. But you guys have to talk and learn that it's not you two against each other. That it's you two versus the problem. That problem is communication. You can't hold back how my nephew makes you feel when he breaks promises. You have to talk to him about that. And about your concerns for the relationship in the future. Because if you do. I know you guys will make it. I want to see you guys make it."

"You do?"

Wayne chuckled. " Yeah. You're good for him. Since you've been around I have never seen my boy so happy. And before he took off he was doing really well in school...I know that was because of you."

You smiled.

" And I know if he would have stayed, he would have graduated with you."

You looked away pulling up the blanket again. " I wish we could watch each other get our diplomas."

" Me too."

You guys sat there for a minute just thinking about Eddie.

" I uhhh I should probably call him."

" Maybe after breakfast."

You smiled again. "Okay. Breakfast sounds great."

" Good. Why don't you get ready and I'll treat you to breakfast at Benny's."

You nodded and got up. But before you went to get your shoes. You turned around and gave Wayne a big hug.

" Thank you Mr Munson...I wish my father was like you."

Wayne smiled and hugged you back. He always wanted kids. He had Eddie and now he had you too.

...

After a lengthy conversation with you. Eddie felt better about the relationship. He was happy that you told him how you felt. And though he couldn't be there for all those things. He was going to try and see you.

A few months had passed and you were getting ready for prom.. And since Eddie couldn't take you, you asked Dustin to be your plus one.

The plan was to pick him up and go together. You told him not to worry about getting a tux or a corsage. You didn't even get a new dress. Though your brother offered to get you one again.

You never understood the whole concept of wearing a dress only once. So you were gonna wear your winter formal one.

Since Dustin was totally unprepared for the night. You said he could borrow Eddie's shirt that had a graphic tux on it. It was actually kinda perfect. It would be something Eddie would wear to be "formal".

You were finishing putting up your hair when your brother shouted down the hall.

" Hey. Umm when did you rent a limo?"

" What?" You hollered back. " I didn't."

" Did Eddie know you were going to prom?"

You walked out to the living room and looked out the window. Sure enough, there was a black limousine in the front of the trailer.

You rolled your eyes. " Yeah he knew. He must have thought I would want this."

You moved away from the window and went for the phone.

" Man aren't you special?" Your brother teased still looking out the window.

You were so annoyed. Eddie kept sending you stuff. And though you were grateful for all the clothes, all the jewelry, albums, flowers, and chocolates. The only thing you really wanted was a damn visit. You hadn't seen Eddie in five months. So yes. You were annoyed.

" If I was so special he would be here."

" Oh common kiddo. Don't be that way. I'm sure if he could he would be."

You rolled your eyes again and started dialing Eddie's number.

" Send it away. I want to go in his van."

" Are you sure?"

" Yes!"

The phone rang four times before Gareth answered.

"Hey sis?"

" Quiet I'm on the phone....Hey bud. Is he there?"

"Uhh-" Gareth mumbled.

" Hang up the phone and get your ass out here. The guy said he won't leave without you." Matthew ordered.

" Ugh! Sorry man. Tell Eddie to call me in two minutes."

" I uhhh... oh-kay."

You hung up the phone and went outside. The second your eyes met your stomach fell to your ass. You stopped mid stride seeing that beautiful face you almost forgot.

He was in an all black suit holding a corsage and a large white box. He looked amazing. His hair was in a glorious bun with treadles of hair framing his face. His eyes had a twinkle in them that you missed. All his gorgeous wrinkles showed as his smile got bigger.

Eds?

" Hey Angel."

Your first thought was to run to him. But then you thought you would give him a little bit of shit.

You crossed your arms. " So it takes a school dance to get you to come home and see me?"

Eddie's smile didn't waver. " Well normally I wouldn't be caught dead at one again. But I'd do anything to see you happy. And if that means going to another school dance for you. I will."

You watched as he went to put the stuff on top of the car and then turned back around. He tilted his head and put his hands in his pockets. Not taking his eyes off of you.

" You look beautiful baby."

You looked down and Eddie chuckled seeing you blush.

" Uhh so what does a guy have to do to get a hug around here?"

You looked back at him and he was wearing his perfect smirk.

You smiled too and started for him. All of a sudden you heard.

" Out of the way nerd."

Matthew decided he wanted to hug Eddie first. He quickly pushed past you and ran to him. Giving him a big bear hug.

You glared at them both laughing and embracing each other. Slapping each other's backs.

When they finally let up. They both smiled at you.

You shook your head.

" Hey man that was great. But uhh can I have a minute with my girl?"

Matthew nodded and went inside. Pushing you towards Eddie before he did.

Butterflies erupted in your stomach and you felt so anxious.

" Eddie." You whimpered.

Eddie jogged the short distance to you. Just before he hugged you. You threw yourself into his arms.

" I know baby... I know."

You were about to cry but Eddie leaned back and kissed you. Using one hand to cup your face.

The kiss made your knees weak and took your breath away. Eddie held you tighter once he felt you slump a little.

You finally needed to breathe so you broke the kiss and stared at his bow tie.

" Dustin."

Eddie loosened his grip on you. " I'll kill him!"

" No Eds." You giggled. " I asked him to prom."

Eddie furrowed his brow. " I thought you were going stag."

" I was but I just asked him at lunch today. I have to call him and tell him that the love of my life just showed up."

You gazed into his chocolate button eyes.

He was grinning like a mad man.

" Haha yup. I guess you can say I like to make an entrance."

You both laughed and kissed again.

" God Eddie.... I missed you...so much." You said between kisses.

" Me...too... baby...so...so...much."

After a minute or so you pulled away.

" Eds I have to call him. He's gonna worry."

" Y-yeah." He swallowed. " let's go call him."

Eddie turned to get the stuff he put down and followed you inside.

You went straight for the phone and called Dustin. While Eddie came and held you from behind.

" Hey bud."

" Hey! Are you on your way?"

" Umm...so here's the thing....Eddie's here."

"EDDIEEE!" Dustin squealed.

You pulled the phone away and winced.

" Henderson man. Calm down. You're gonna make my girl deaf." Eddie chuckled into the receiver.

" Shit! Sorry."

You laughed. " It's okay. Don't worry about it...so I called to say-'

" Eddie's going to take you to prom?"

" Yeah."

Eddie kissed your cheek down to your jaw. Then down your neck.

Oh god!

You cleared your throat. " I'm sorry Dustin."

" It's cool. Eddie's home."

You let out a soft sigh as Eddie's lips made their way to the other side of your neck.

" y-yeah. He - he is."

" Are you okay y/n?"

You cleared your throat again when Eddie pressed his length against your bottom.

" You're terrible." You whispered."

Eddie let out a nose laugh while moving his lips towards your ear and whispered as well.

" Can you blame me when you look so cute in this dress?"

He tugged your earlobe gently between his teeth before placing a soft kiss to soothe it.

"Stop it Eds. Matthew is within earshot."

Eddie smirked but continued on his mission.

"Y/n?"

" Uhh sorry umm Eddie's being a butt right now. Umm tell you what. Since I kinda screwed you over tonight. Eddie would like to make it up to you."

Eddie removed his lips from your neck to listen.

" He's gonna send a limo to pick you, Mike and Lucas up. You guys can mess around and get driven wherever you want."

" What?!" Eddie half whispered and half yelled.

Dustin was shocked. "Really?! I've never been in a limo before."

Eddie whispered again " Baby?!"

" Yeah no. You can totally have it for the night. Eddie and I are gonna take his van. He needs a reminder to be humble."

Eddie smiled shaking his head. You were right. He had been getting a big head lately.

" Awesome! Thanks y/n!"

You laughed. " No problem bud. I'll have Eddie send it over right now."

" Okay cool. I'll see you later. Tell Eddie I said hi."

" Will do. Bye."

"Bye."

You hung up the phone and turned around in his arms. Draping yours around his shoulders.

" So speaking about prom. I don't want to go anymore."

Eddie looked down at you with a brow raise.

He pressed against you and brought his face closer to yours.

" Sorry baby. We have to go."

He gave your cheek a quick peck before backing away.

" No Eds. we can just stay and cuddle."

Eddie shook his head. " Nope. We're going. Oh and speaking of dresses. I have something for you."

He went to retrieve the large white box.

" You look really pretty in that dress. But, this is a prom. And you need a prom dress."

" Eddie no. This dress is-"

" No. This is the dress you're wearing tonight."

You raised a brow and gave him a look.

" Sorry Angel." Eddie cleared his throat before doing that again. " Baby...girl of my dreams...this is the only prom we're gonna have...will you please do me the honor of not only attending it with me, but would you be so inclined to wear this special garment I specifically chose for the love of my life?"

You pressed your lips together to hold back your laughter. " You're too much Munson...I love it!"

" Well I love you so..."

Your cheeks got hot again and you couldn't bear to look at him. He could never know how pathetic you were for him. He most definitely would take advantage of that if he got the chance.

" Love you too. " You went to him taking the box and giving him a lingering kiss on the cheek.

Before he could grab you and give you a proper kiss you took off down the hall. Leaving Eddie in disbelief how just one look from you could bring him to his knees.

He definitely waited too long to come and see you.

He went outside to grab his luggage and sent the limo to Dustin's. After he went to say hi to Wayne.

Wayne followed him back to your trailer with a disposable camera in hand.

When you went to your room you put the box on the bed. Before opening it you looked over the Munson trailer. You stared for a minute. Then your heart leaped. You saw Eddie light on.

You smiled to yourself and opened the box. Your mouth dropped open. The dress was stunning.

Powder blue dress with silver embroidery around the waist. Beautiful white lace covered the chest and very open back. For a second there you thought maybe it showed too much. But since Eddie must have spent a lot on it, you were gonna wear it.

When you lifted the dress there was a pair of matching ballet flats and a sheer shawl underneath You laid the dress down and took off what you were wearing.

Not having a bra that wouldn't show you decide not to wear one.

Once the dress was on it fit perfectly.

" How did you get my size?" You said to yourself.

You went to the full body mirror and looked at yourself. You pulled out the barrette that pinned your hair up and shook it. You didn't like how your hair sat so you put it half up and half down. Adding a silver butterfly barrette.

You took a deep breath in and went out into the living room.

Eddie was standing by the front door holding your corsage. He was the first to see you.

For Eddie you were walking in slow motion. The way you moved so gracefully. You looked like an Angel. And when you looked at him with red in your cheeks. He nearly had a heartache.

" Close your mouth boy. You'll catch flies." Wayne teased.

He didn't even notice his mouth was open. Or how his palms got all sweaty. Or even when you stopped right in front of him and asked if you looked okay.

" Ed's?"

He blinked a few times and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Erm sorry Angel...you just... I uhhh...you look-"

" Beautiful." Wayne and Matthew said together.

" Y-yeah. So-so beautiful." Eddie stuttered

A little laugh left you.

You pointed at the flower " umm is that for me?"

" Shit! Y-yeah."

Eddie opened the plastic container cursing himself for being nervous.

He slid the blue orchid on your wrist. After he kissed the back of your hand.

" Alright kids. Let's get some pictures." Matthew said.

Finally after what felt like forever you guys went to the van. Eddie opened your door and held out his hand to help you in.

" M'lady."

You smiled. " Good sir."

You got in and he helped you put on your seatbelt saying.

" Hauling precious cargo."

He looked at you and grinned. "You really look amazing."

You peered back and forth between his big brown hues. " So do you Eds."

You watched him close the door and jog to his side.

Once he got in he looked around.

" Did you clean in here?"

You nervously laughed. " umm I hope you're not mad."

" Not at all. Smells good in here."

" Thanks. I showered." You joked.

Eddie chuckled." Okay so we're gonna need some music."

He pulled out a cassette from his breast pocket.

You smiled at the cover.

" You got it back?"

He popped the tape in. " Sure did."

You guys drove listening to the tape you made of them.

A couple of songs played before you turned down the volume.

" Eds? As much as I looked forward to prom. Do we really have to go now?"

" You don't want to go?"

" I umm I really don't want to spend whatever time we have with anyone else but you."

Eddie stole a glance at you and saw you fidgeting with your fingers.

" Tell you what Angel. How about we go and take our picture and stay for one dance. Then we can go wherever you want."

" Really" you asked looking at the side of his face.

" Yeah baby. I want it to be just us too."

You looked back down and smiled. " okay."

...

And that was exactly what you guys tried to do. When you guys got to the gym you went straight to the photo booth. You guys took a total of two pictures. One completely normal, and one silly one. For the last one you and Eddie held up your fingers to your head mimicking horns and stuck out your tongues.

After Eddie went to talk to the photographer to make sure you guys got the whole package he offered instead of just the photos.

When Eddie came back to you he led you to an empty spot on the bleachers. You had noticed you guys were getting awkward looks. Feeling completely out of place you hoped the band would play a slow song soon.

All of a sudden Chrissy approached you guys.

" Oh My God. You guys look so great! Y/n you didn't tell me Eddie was coming?"

Eddie stood up to give Chrissy a hug.

" I didn't know he was."

" I wanted to surprise her." Eddie said sitting back down with you. Putting his hand on your back.

He started rubbing circles on your exposed skin. Giving you goosebumps.

He smirked to himself. He was definitely going to worship you tonight.

" So Eddie. Behalf of myself and the prom committee we would like to ask if the upcoming rockstar is willing to play us a little something?" Chrissy asked with a smile.

Eddie got nervous again. He moved his hand from your back and put both on his knees.

" Oh... I uhh. I kinda just came to be with y/n."

You half turned to him" No. No. Go Eds. I know you can't pull off a full blown show. But you should."

He looked at you kinda worried.

You grabbed his hands and looked at them. " It's okay. I want to hear you play. I've ummm. I've missed hearing you."

Eddie brought one hand up to his chest and the other to his lips. " okay. Anything special you want to hear?"

" hmm...Caught up in you."

He smiled. " Perfect."

He gave you a kiss and stood up pulling you up with him.

" Alright Cunningham. One song."

Chrissy practically jumped up and down. " Great! Let's go."

You and Eddie followed her hand in hand.

Chrissy got up on the stage with Eddie jumping up. He held out his hand to help you up. But you held up your hand.

" I'll watch you from here."

" Are you sure?"

"Yes my love. I want to enjoy this from here."

Eddie absolutely adored that. Your love.

" Okay Angel. Don't go anywhere."

" Wouldn't dream of it."

Eddie gave you a quick smooch and went to find a guitar.

You looked in your purse for lotion for after. Then Chrissy got up to the mic.

" Hey guys! I hope you're having a good time tonight."

Your classmates cheered.

" Great! So I have a surprise for you. You all know that one of Hawkins finest has left us to pursue bigger and better things."

Eddie gave you a smirk.

" Well I want you guys to give a big round of applause for Corroded Coffin's front man and lead guitarist. EDDIE MUNSON!"

You looked around the gym when you heard your peers going nuts for Eddie. And by the look Eddie had on his face, he was just as surprised as you were.

Eddie gave you a look and shrugged. You smiled and nudged your head to the mic.

You watch him in utter amazement.

" Uhh hey. So um this is a special song. For a very special lady."

He gave you a wink. You instantly blushed. Eddie silently laughed. So damn pleased with himself that he could still do that to you.

He strummed when the drummer started to play. Once he sang the first couple of lyrics you started to nod your head and sway back and forth.

Eddie saw that look in your eyes again. The one he missed so much. It was the look that told him he was your world. He had worried a little from being gone for so long. That maybe what you used to feel for him might have lessened. But from that look and that look alone he knew it didn't. You were still very much in love with him. Like he was with you.

The whole five months the guys have been so busy promoting their music. Playing at small venues, and recording. That they barely had any time to relax. But no matter what Eddie was doing. He made that time for you. He didn't care that he would be completely exhausted or not at their new apartment. He would always check wherever they went if there was a phone nearby and that it worked.

He wanted to make sure that you knew you were still a very important part of his life.

That's why he came today. He had to move a few things around to be there. And though he was told that he shouldn't, he did. He had to make things clear to Mel that you were more important to him than the music was. And that it was only for a few days. So he was successful and made it to take you to prom.

The whole time he was playing and singing he didn't take his eyes from you. He liked seeing you dance. It was one of the few times he saw you truly happy. It filled his heart knowing he was the one that could do that for you.

Once the song was over he handed the guitar back and jumped off the stage. He was immediately swarmed by kids who pushed you away from him.

They were asking for autographs and saying stuff he really couldn't understand. He tried to be pleasant but the way they were grabbing at him had him flustered.

Out of nowhere he felt a small soft hand in his. Pulling him kinda hard. Suddenly he was being led away from everyone. His anxiousness went away once he saw who had him.

The second you saw his face when he was overwhelmed you reacted. You pushed through the crowd and grabbed his hand.

You were out in the parking lot before you knew it. Eddie stopped and pulled you into his arms. Holding you firmly.

"Thank you baby." He said just above a whisper.

" No thank you."

Eddie leaned back a bit to look at you. " For?"

You moved his bangs away and smiled.

" For coming. For playing that song...For showing up like you always do."

Eddie shook his head. " You don't have to thank me. I will always show up for you. And I wasn't late this time."

" No...you weren't."

"C'mon Angel. Let's get out of here."

...

When you guys left, Eddie wanted to take you to a fancy hotel in the next town over. But you weren't having it. Since Wayne was home and Bethany moved in. You guys couldn't be alone. So instead of actually going back to the trailer park Eddie drove to Lovers Lake.

Eddie opened the back doors and you both sat there watching the moon's reflection off the water. You pulled out your lotion and started massaging his hands.

" I missed this."

You smiled. " Me too."

Once you were done Eddie held you as you rested your head on his shoulder.

" How long do I get you for?" You asked with a small hint of sadness in your tone.

Eddie hung his head a little. " Four days."

You smiled and looked up to him. " Four days Munson?!"

He chuckled. "Yeah baby. I'll be here for your birthday."

You could have died from happiness. You gave him a quick peck on the cheek. " Oh Eddie."

He hugged you tighter. " Couldn't miss your nineteenth birthday."

You sat quietly in his embrace. This was too good to be true. It felt like a dream. Sitting by the lake in a beautiful dress, next to Eddie Munson. Never in your wildest dreams did you think this would happen. But here you were. In his strong arms.

You felt Eddie's hand move to the spot just about the zipper of the dress.

He started to kiss you.

"God baby. "Do you know how badly I need you?"

" Tell me." You said softly.

He kissed you all over your face. " It feels like I can't breathe without you. It's harder to concentrate on anything when all I can think about is you."

"Mmm." You moaned as he kissed your jaw to your neck.

" I worry about you...I constantly wonder what you're doing. And if you miss me too."

You moved away a bit to look at him " Eds of course I do. I feel the same way. All I want is to be in your arms."

"Baby please. Touch me...kiss me."

You pulled out your stolen scrunchie and gave it to him to put on his wrist. You hiked up your dress to straddle him and wrapped your fingers in his curls.

You kissed him with all that you had. Five months of built up angst, lust, love, and longing was put in that kiss. Making Eddie lose himself in it.

His hands were everywhere. His lips touched every inch of skin that was exposed.

"Can I take this off?" He said with his fingers teasing at your zipper again.

" Yes." You said into his mouth.

You kissed him once more then got off of him and moved more into the van.

Eddie climbed in after you. You sat with your back towards him, moving your hair to the side.

He kissed your shoulder as his hand went for your zipper. He slowly brought it down sliding the straps over your shoulders and down your arms. Kissing along the way. You turned once your breasts were exposed and laid down.

You watched Eddie lick his lips and take off his tie and jacket. He took off your shoes and went for your waist. While you raised your hips he took the dress completely off leaving you in just panties.

He took off his shirt and unbuckled his belt. You sat up a little taking out the barrette. Running your fingers through your hair.

Eddie hovered over you kissing you again.

You went for his slacks tugging them down.

"T-touch it. P-p-please." Eddie begged.

Your warm hand wrapped around him making his eyes roll back. You knew exactly how firm he liked it, how to stroke him. How to tease him.

He groaned into your neck trying so hard not to cum already. Five long ass months since you touched him. Since he got to kiss you and feel your warmth next to him.

" Condom Eddie." You whispered in his ear.

He looked at you and stroked your hair before getting up and taking his bottoms off. He looked for his wallet and pulled out a foil square. You bent your knees and brought them together.

Once the condom was on, his hands caressed your thick thighs and went for your panties. Pulling them off so carefully and slowly.

You laid down and watched him kiss your knees. Spreading them apart. He crawled up your body leaving a trail of kisses and love bites up to your chest. He swirled his tongue around your hardened buds before meeting your lips with his.

You pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. But moaned when you felt him moving his length up and down through your folds. Catching the tip on your entrance every little bit.

" Please Eds. I want you... please make love to me."

" Fuck! Okay."

He put his tip in causing a small moan from you. His thrust was slow at first. Giving you time to adjust to his stretch.

Your body trembled with anticipation. Waiting patiently for the final push that would send shooting pains of pleasure through you.

But Eddie didn't go for the sweet spot just yet. He wanted to savor this. The warmth radiating off of you. The small moans you produced. The way you pussy convulsed around his throbbing cock.

Ever since the first time you guys did this. It was all he wanted to do. He missed your tight wet pussy. He missed the taste of you and your beautiful sweet smell.

There have been times where your underwear wasn't enough for him. And his hand wasn't good enough. He even went to a sex shop to find something there that could help, but even the fake pussy couldn't give him what he truly wanted. You.

You with the pretty smile, you with the sweetest voice and moans he ever heard. You with your soft skin and warm hugs. You with those big eyes that he loved so damn much.

And now. After five months, he had you again. So he was going to make sure to savor every second, every kiss, every touch, every wonderful moan.

He buried himself in you. Making you whimper and sigh. He honestly never felt this good being in someone.

His thrusts were shallow at first. Pleasing you with just a portion of himself. But when he felt closer to his release he bottomed out in you.

At that moment both of you saw stars. A growl came from Eddie as a loud gasp came from you.

Your body ached and trembled. God you missed him. Over the five months your hands couldn't compare to Eddie. The way his solid frame was pushing against your plush self. The way his lips lingered on the slope of your neck. The way his curls tickled your face. Nothing and no one could make you feel the way he did.

He had you there in just a few thrusts.

But after your first climax you wanted him to go harder

Eddie slowed his hips. Kissing and nipping at your neck. He wanted to come so bad that it was incredibly difficult to not to. But he wanted to keep going. To make up for the lost time. Then you did something he wasn't expecting. You lifted both of your legs, holding them behind your knees.

" Harder Eds."

Eddie moved so that he could help you. He hooked one of your legs in the crook of his elbow and began snapping his hips to your ass.

"Sh-shit...Oh! Fu..." He grunted.

He went so deep that all you could do was whine and breathe hard.

" B-b-baby....god-god fuck!"

Your body jolted upward and your hands grabbed ahold of the center console.

Eddie kept pounding in you watching your tits bounce. He wanted them in his mouth but this position felt too good to move from.

He felt your walls suddenly clench around him. It was so tight it had him hissing from immense pleasure.

" Cum with me baby."

All you could give him was a small nod. That was because you were already coming.

Eddie could feel your wetness spread all over his balls and some on his thighs as he pumped his load into the condom. He let go of your leg and went to kiss you as you both were about to finish.

He slumped over and put his complete weight on you after. You started caressing his spine and tried to catch your breath. Then Eddie started kissing all over your chest and neck. Making you laugh at the tickles.

" Damn Angel. I missed this."

You sighed and agreed.

Eddie lifted his head a bit and started stroking your hair. " Where have you been all my life?"

In the background.

" Waiting for you to find me?"

Eddie noticed a slight sadness in your eyes. That tried to hide behind your smile.

" What's the matter y/n?"

You started playing with his curls. " Do...do I have to wait another five months to see you again?"

He looked down at the necklace he gave you for Christmas. He didn't want to ruin your birthday present so soon. So he improvised.

"I know it took me forever to get back to you. But I promise that we will see more of each other. Because I need you around. I feel like I'm not at my best when you're not around. So I promise you. We will be together more often."

You gently swallowed. " Don't make me a promise you can't keep. I know things are happening much faster for you guys now. I just don't want-"

Eddie held up his pinky. " I never break my pinky promises."

You studied his finger for a second before hooking it with yours.

He smiled and kissed you. After he pulled out and rolled off of you. He took off the condom tossing it somewhere in the van and pulled you into his arms.

You started playing with his tattoos when you noticed a new one just a few inches under his armpit.

You sat up and looked at him

Eddie smirked " What?"

You lifted his arm and ghosted your fingers over it." You got a new one."

"Yeah. Do you like it?"

" umm they're Roman numerals."

Eddie sat up and reached for your chin. " Do you know what day it says?"

You looked at it again, tugging at your lip. " It's the first day of school. When I fell."

He smiled. " Yup."

" W-why did you get that?"

He kissed your forehead and cupped your face. " It's the day my life changed for the better. I got to talk to you for the first time."

You looked at it again with tears in your eyes. You didn't know what to say. This was very romantic. But also very Eddie. Sometimes he did stuff without really thinking about it. And you felt like maybe it was a mistake.

You were a little too quiet for Eddie's liking. He knew exactly what you were thinking. He moved his hands and held yours.

"Y/n. I know how I get when I'm excited. And I just want you to know. That all the tatties I have is because I was bored. None of them have any real meaning behind them."

You met his gaze as he continued.

" Well except for this one." He pointed at the puppet master. " This of course is a homage to a sweet album."

You smile.

" But even with that one. It doesn't mean anything serious...this one." He said moving your hand to his new tattoo. " this one means everything to me. It's a reminder of where we started. I could have picked any day I spent with you. The day I fell for you, or the day we kissed for the first time, or even our first time. Because all those days are important to me. But none of those days can compare to that day."

" Talking to me was that special to you?"

Eddie brought both hands up to his lips pressing a soft kiss on each.

" Yes... You told me that you didn't want to switch partners. That you didn't think I was a freak. You listened to all my nonsense that night. You even lose sleep for me."

" I never minded it. I could listen to you talk forever."

" See that's why that day is important to me. Not only did I start to like you. But you became my friend. Somehow I knew that from that day on. I wanted you in my life... always."

Eddie reached up and wiped your tears away. You closed your eyes to try and calm yourself down.

" How do you do this?" You sniffled.

" Do what baby?"

You opened your eyes and saw his filled with tears too.

" Make me love you more than I already do."

He chuckled and blinked away his tears. " I don't know. I'm just saying how I feel about you. Normally it's hard for me to talk about what's going on in my head. But with you it's easy. Every time I look at you I see my best friend, my happiness, my future...my home."

You sighed and shook your head. " There you go again.

He shrugged and grinned "I'm sorry. I guess I just really love you."

You looked down at your lap. Eddie Munson just made you fall for him all over again.

After a second you actually took a look at yourself and started to softly laugh.

" What's so funny?"

You looked at him with a smirk. " We're having a full blown conversation all naked and sticky."

Eddie looked down too. " Oh yeah. We totally just had sex."

You laughed a little louder and looked out to the lake.

Eddie must have thought the same thing you were thinking. Because he jumped out of the van and b-lined it to the lake. He looked so funny. His mane bouncing behind him. His pale ass even paler in the moonlight.

You looked around for your underwear when Eddie called for you.

" Baaaabbbby." He sang out. " The water's perfect."

You looked back at him and he was standing in the shallow end motioning you to go to him.

" My underwear Eds."

" Nope! We're skinny dipping."

" Eddieee."

" Angel, if you don't get your fine ass out here-"

Eddie suddenly looked like he was pulled down.

" Eddie?"

You waited a few seconds before calling out again.

When he didn't respond, you ran out there jumping in looking for him.

You splashed around.

" EDDIE!?"

" Yeah?"

You look towards the shore and he was standing there with his arms crossed.

" Edward Eugene Munson!"

Eddie flinched hearing that.

" How dare you scare me like that?!"

" Got you in the water didn't it?"

" Yes but...I..."

You covered your chest and started to tear up. " You really scared me Eddie."

Now he felt bad. He got back in the water and went to you.

" I'm sorry Angel. I was just playing around."

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and dunked him. Backing away so he couldn't get you.

When he came up he wiped his face and went for you. " Now you're gonna get it." He said, splashing at you along the way.

You yelped when his strong arms grabbed you.

He quickly dipped you in the water and pulled you back up.

You guys played around for a little while until Eddie felt that you were getting tired. He pulled you into his arms and held you close to his chest.

" Eddie?"

" Yeah Angel?"

" This is the best day ever...I'm really happy you came."

He smiled hugging you a little tighter.

" Me too."

...

@chloe-6123 @irishhappiness @idkidknemore @hiscrimsonangel @hellv1ra @browneyes528 @b-irock @erinsingalong @salenorona23 @eddie-is-a-god @screaming-blue-bagel

[bisexualbumblebee-writes]

Hurt- Malcolm Bright x OC

Malcolm Bright x Elena Nadis

Description: Elena gets hurt while on a case and Malcolm is determined to find the culprit, even hurting his father in the process.

Word Count: 3.1k

“Elena Nadis,” the girl greeted upon answering her ringing phone. At first, no one answered. She was prepared to hang up when a male voice finally spoke.

“You have until 7:00 tonight to meet me at Matte Street or someone dies,” he said, not even greeting her. Elena straightened up, brows knitting together in confusion.

“Who is this?”

“It doesn’t matter,” he snapped. “I’d hate to see such a pretty young thing like her die because of you. Come alone, I’ll be waiting.” Elena wasn’t allowed to get another word in before the man hung up. She could only stare at her phone in shock for a minute. Was this some sort of prank? She had no idea, but she most definitely did not want to take that chance. Her eyes landed on the nearest clock. 6:30, she only had half an hour to get almost all the way across town. She needed to go. On the way there she called Gil.

“I need you to look up a number for me,” she started seriously.

“Hello to you too Elena,” the man joked in response, but she shook her head.

“Gil, this is serious. Someone called me with a threat saying that I had to meet them somewhere or someone would die. I need to find out everything I can about this guy before I meet him so I have some leverage.” That sobered Gil right up.

“Alright, what is it? Do you need backup?”

“He said to come alone,” she responded simply. “I’ll keep you on standby though.”

“Does Malcolm know?” He questioned knowingly.

“No,” she answered immediately. “And he’s not going to, at least not yet. God knows what he’d do if he found out. Please don’t tell him.” She could hear Gil hesitate, and she prayed that he would let it go.

“Okay,” he finally said, which made her sigh in relief. “Well, keep me updated. I’ll find out what I can, just give me the number.” Elena did as she was told before hanging up and taking a deep breath. She knew very well that this could be a trap, but what if it wasn’t? Did she truly want to chance that? The answer was absolutely not.

She arrived at the street as the sun began setting, then sighed. Of course this guy wanted to meet in a shady looking alley. It was so cliche, but she’d have to grit and bear it if she wanted to save an innocent life. So, she grabbed her gun and hopped out of the car. No one was there, which surprised her. She’d seen enough horror movies to know that this wouldn’t bode well, but she didn’t really have a choice.

“Well, well, well, I didn’t expect you so early,” she heard a voice from behind her, which made her turn around. “How many times did you run a stoplight or stop sign to get here in time?” The condescending voice asked from in the shadows. Elena tilted her chin upwards.

“None, I guess the fates wanted me here so I could deal with you faster,” she responded simply. “What do you want with me? And where is the girl?” There was no answer for a minute, and it made Elena nervous. What if he already killed the girl? What if he was trying to kill her?

“Well, you arrived early, it seems that plans have changed,” he finally spoke, and Elena heard movement in the shadows. “I wanted to wait until Ainsley was here with the ransom, but I guess I can just leave this gift for her.”

“What-” Elena was cut off by her own gasp as a flash of silver caught her eye before pain seared through her abdomen. She froze in place, hands flying to the knife that was still stuck in her stomach, shortly before her legs gave away under her. Her head hit the ground first, but that pain was drowned out immediately, though her ears were now ringing.

“Don’t forget to give Ainsley my best wishes,” she faintly heard him tell her shortly before she was rolled onto her back. The man stood above her for a minute before disappearing from her line of sight.

“Wh-who are you?” She questioned weakly as she stared at the setting sun’s flaming orange sky, stars beginning to pop up.

“Someone hurt by your ménage,” he responded after a moment, then the knife was forcefully removed from her, making her grunt, and footsteps began walking away from her. She couldn’t do anything though. Anytime she attempted to move, the hole in her stomach reminded her that it was there. She had no idea how long she laid there. Seconds felt like hours the more they passed. She couldn’t move, she couldn’t breathe. She was tired, but she knew that she would never wake up if she closed her eyes. But she couldn’t bear it much longer. Just as her eyes began drooping, she heard a familiar voice call out.

“Elena!” Jessica screamed. Wait, Jessica? Elena’s eyes opened once more to see the woman in question above her, Ainsley on the other side of her.

“Elena, honey can you hear me?” Jessica questioned soothingly. The girl couldn’t find her voice to respond, so she settled on nodding.

“Okay, we’re gonna get you some help, we already called an ambulance. Just stay with us.” Elena nodded once more, watching Ainsley take off her jacket.

“This is probably about to hurt you Lena, but I need to stop the blood flow,” she explained. The girl had no time to respond before Ainsley stuffed her jacket into the stab wound. Elena screamed in pain and attempted to curl in on herself. She didn’t get to do that though, Ainsley situated herself on the girl’s legs while Jessica held down her torso, grabbing the girl’s hand and allowing her to squeeze it as more waves of pain shot through her. It was absolute agony. She couldn’t think of anything to do other than cry. After what felt like another few hours, she could faintly hear sirens.

“Alright, they’re here now,” Jessica said, sounding relieved. “You’re gonna be okay Elena.” The girl couldn’t respond this time, just stared blankly at the darkened sky. Voices surrounded her, but she couldn’t find it in herself to focus on any of them. Her eyes drooped, exhaustion hitting her yet again. She only faintly heard Ainsley telling her to stay awake before she blacked out.

The first thing she noticed was the smell. It was sterile, and smelled like rubbing alcohol. Her nose scrunched up, she hated the smell of alcohol. Next, she heard beeping. A heart rate monitor perhaps? A tv was playing what sounded like Golden Girls off to the side. Elena didn’t have to open her eyes to know that she was in a hospital.

She finally opened her eyes, suppressing a groan when the lights all but blinded her. The room wasn’t bright by any means, in fact only a singular lamp by her bedside was on. But after having her eyes closed for so long, it felt like she was staring directly into the sun. Her eyes trailed around the room. It was empty, save for someone sitting in one of the two chairs watching the tv. It took her no time to figure out that it was her fiance. A small smile graced her face, relief setting in that they were both okay. Before either of them could say anything, the door opened.

“Oh, it’s good to see you’re awake Elena,” the doctor spoke as he stepped inside. That made both of their heads turn, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Malcolm look her way.

“I’m Dr. Leonard, I’m your primary doctor. How are you feeling?” The doctor questioned, walking over to her.

“Like I just got stabbed,” the girl responded without hesitation. That made Dr. Leonard chuckle and he shrugged.

“Fair enough. Luckily for you, it should heal quite soon. Your attacker didn’t puncture any major arteries, in fact the wound was rather shallow. It was just a minor blood vessel, but Miss Whitly was able to stop the blood flow with her jacket. If she waited any longer, I’m not sure you would have made it.” The very thought made a chill run up the girl’s spine, but she didn’t show it. Instead, she offered him a small smile.

“Yeah, she’s pretty great. Uh, don’t take any offense to this, but when can I leave? Hospitals aren’t really my thing.” The doctor offered her a patient smile.

“You’re free to go whenever you please, just make sure you take the painkillers I prescribed you and change your bandages every few hours. Then come back in a few weeks and we’ll see about removing the stitches.” He paused to look between her and Malcolm. “I’ll leave you two alone, just call a nurse if you need anything.” With one last goodbye, he left the room. As she watched him, Elena’s hand slowly trailed down her side, and she finally let out a groan when her fingers grazed over her now stitched up and bandaged wound. That immediately caught Malcolm’s attention, and he whipped around to face her.

“Hey, be careful,” he warned softly, walking over to her quickly. “They just redressed your wound, I doubt they’d be happy about you opening up your stitches.”

“Maybe I just want to be a rebel,” she joked with a playful smile. The man grinned then shook his head amusedly before sighing. .

“Elena, what were you thinking going there by yourself? You could have died if my mom and Ainsley hadn’t shown up.” The girl looked away, not wanting to see the disappointment in his eyes.

“I got a call,” she answered quietly.

“What?”

“I got a call,” she repeated. “I have no idea who the guy was, but he somehow got my number and threatened me. If I didn’t go to Matte Street at 7:00 then he would kill someone. It may be stupid in hindsight, but I couldn’t take that chance, not when someone’s life may have been on the line. Then he mentioned your sister when I met with him and I-”

“Ainsley?” Malcolm questioned curiously.

“He said she would have ransom money for him, but since I was there early he wanted to ‘leave her a gift.’ Your mom was with her, they’re the ones that found me.” Malcolm hummed thoughtfully, which made Elena’s brows furrow.

“What?”

“He’s called you, mom and Ainsley now. They’ve all been threats wanting something out of you guys,” he started. “He attacked you and made sure Ainsley and mom were the ones to find you. I think this guy is targeting the Whitly family.” Elena looked confused by his conclusion, so he continued. “I’m only saying that because we’re about to get married. You’re practically family anyways babe.” That made her blush, but she didn’t let herself dwell on it.

“Do you think it has something to do with your father?”

“Knowing my dad, probably,” he sighed. “I think I need to go talk to him.” The girl pursed her lips, then shrugged.

“Alright, just let me get dressed then we can go,” she responded, pulling back the covers and swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

“What? No,” Malcolm shook his head. “You’re not coming with me.”

“Says who?” Elena sassed, grabbing her clothes from her bedside table and beginning to change. Her fiance was quick to walk over to the door so he could block the window.

“Says me,” he answered, crossing his arms. “Elena, you were stabbed, it’s not safe for you to go anywhere.”

“Staying put gives him power over me Mal. I’m not about to just sit around while you try to find this bastard, I want to catch the guy that attacked me. Dr. Leonard said I was free to go whenever I pleased, and I’m going with or without you, the choice is yours.” As she finished talking, she got her shoes on and looked at him. The man sighed, then thought about his options. He ultimately nodded then helped her up.

“Let’s go.”

The ride to Claremont was surprisingly calming. Malcolm refused to let go of her hand, but Elena wasn’t really complaining. After that scare, both of them needed the other’s presence to ground themselves. When they arrived, they greeted the staff as usual then headed to Martin’s room, pausing when they noticed someone already in there talking to the man himself.

“Mom?” Malcolm questioned as they walked in. At the sound of his voice, both parents turned to face them.

“Malcolm?” Jessica questioned before her eyes landed on the girl beside him. “Elena, thank goodness you’re okay,” she said, sounding relieved as she walked over to the girl. The women embraced shortly before Elena grunted.

“Careful Jess,” she muttered, scrunching her eyes closed and letting out a deep breath. “The stitches are still a little sore.” The woman was quick to pull away, muttering an apology.

“It’s nice to see you back on your feet dear,” Martin said, clasping his hands in front of his stomach. “Jessica was just telling me about what happened. I’m sorry that this guy has gotten you mixed up in our family drama.” Elena shrugged, resting her hands in her pockets.

“Eh, I might as well be family. I think this solidified it,” she brushed off. Malcolm grinned at her, but it dropped when he faced his mother once more.

“What are you doing here mom?” He questioned curiously. Jessica hesitated, eyes falling to the floor.

“I got another call,” she answered quietly. “From that same guy. He sent me here to...to murder Martin.” Elena gasped softly, but she didn’t pay any mind to it. “He has another hostage, and he said that he would spare them if I did this.”

“Jessica you should have told someone,” Elena scolded.

“I don’t even know if I can do it,” the woman exclaimed. “I came here thinking that I could, but I don’t think I can. Someone may die though.”

“You don’t have to be the one to do it,” Martin mentioned, which made the others look at him. “I mean, there are two new people now. I’m sure one of them is capable.”

“Martin, do you know how crazy you sound?” Jessica questioned.

“Do you understand how crazy any of this sounds?” The man shot back. “Someone’s trying to kill us and wants us to kill each other. Well, I guess just me, actually.” Elena shook her head at them then sighed.

“There has to be something we can do,” she muttered thoughtfully.

“There is,” Martin responded before facing his son and holding up the knife that Jessica previously held. “Malcolm, stab me.”

“What?” Jessica cried out.

“He knows what to do, I showed him when he was a kid,” Martin responded simply before narrowing his eyes at his son. “Malcolm, NOW!” At his father’s rather sudden shout, it looked as if Malcolm seemingly shut down. His shoulders dropped and his eyes all but glazed over in a daze. Wordlessly, he grabbed the knife from his father’s hand and, ignoring his mother’s cry, he stabbed Martin in the chest. Elena could only stare at the scene with wide eyes and jaw dropped. It was only when Martin dropped to the floor that she finally came back to her senses, and she jumped into action.

“Jessica, go get David and tell him to call an ambulance,” she demanded, which made the woman nod before running out. Once the door closed behind her, Elena faced Malcolm.

“Mal, honey, can you hear me?” She asked gently. For a moment, Malcolm just stared at his father with inexpressive eyes, but he finally nodded after she pressed a gentle hand against his cheek.

“Okay, good. Now, I need you to drop the knife please. Can you do that for me?” His eyes landed on her and he nodded yet again. Elena took the knife from him and set it aside.

“I know who the killer is,” were the first words he said to her. “Come on.” He gave her no time to respond before he grabbed her hand and ran out of the room. She couldn’t form any words as she followed him out to the car. It stayed that way as they tracked down and intercepted the killer, who ended up being the husband of a patient who died on Martin Whitly’s table when he was still a surgeon.

When the case was closed, Malcolm and Elena went home. Malcolm was the one to drive as it hurt Elena to move so much after getting stitches. They were too tired to make or eat dinner, so they just got ready for bed.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” Malcolm muttered quietly as they laid in bed. The girl didn’t answer at first, but she knew that nothing was ever solved by staying silent.

“A lot has happened over the last few days,” she started in the same tone. “When I got stabbed, I genuinely didn’t know if I was going to make it. Then to find out that he was targeting your entire family? I felt lost. When you stabbed your father, it felt like I was the one being stabbed again. At first it scared me that you could do it without question, but then I realized that your father probably conditioned you to do things when he used a certain tone and it’s just-” she cut herself off with a sigh. “My brain is all over the place and I don’t know what to do.” Malcolm didn’t say anything for a few minutes, and it wasn’t until Elena looked at him that he actually responded.

“What if we took a day or two off,” he suggested, which made her raise an eyebrow incredulously at him.

“You want to take off of work? Willingly?” The surprise in her tone made him roll his eyes playfully.

“Usually I would hate to do that, but you’re very clearly not well. I’m staying with you until you’re healed physically and emotionally, even if that means not getting cases,” he said with finality. That made the girl grin, and she cuddled closer to him.

“I can’t say that that doesn’t sound nice,” she muttered. Malcolm’s chest rumbled when he chuckled and he pressed a kiss to the crown of her head.

“Just get some sleep. I’ll talk to Gil tomorrow,” he instructed softly. Elena didn’t need to be told twice, and she fell asleep wrapped in her love’s arms.

[ak4rin]

(inspired by the convo in the dms 🥺 bc i love them) akari’s apartment is a blessing and and maria never takes it for granted that she’s welcome here. the city’s quiet, or as quiet as it ever gets, muted sounds drifting through the open window.  takeout boxes lie scattered around them, barely touched remnants of whatever they’d ordered hours ago, back when they’d thought tonight might hold something light. now they’re just two figures against the glass in the half-dark, smoke curling lazily from their cigarettes. maria steals glances at akari, watches her friend’s profile shadowed in the dim light. they’re worn down by the hour, by the unguarded honesty that late nights often demand. maria takes another drag of her cigarette, her second in a row, she doesn’t seem to know how to smoke just one. akari’s voice is quiet, almost hesitant as she admits that she’s not sure if she’s just a temporary fixture in a guy’s life. maria’s chest tightens, a slow burn of helpless protective indignation, because how could anyone make her friend not feel secure, make  feel like she’s something temporary? she wants to tell akari that she thinks it’s impossible for anyone to be indifferent to her and anyone who has her would be a fool to let her go - but men are fools, more often than not. she finds herself wishing she knew the exact combination of words that would make everything better, that would ease the hollow ache she hears beneath akari’s voice. but nothing she thinks of sounds right enough. the silence stretches. she doesn’t know how to fix this, she’s not sure anyone could. all she knows is that she wants to be here, close enough to feel every jagged edge of her friend’s uncertainty and sadness. she leans her head against akari’s shoulder: “i love you, akari.”

akari likes to think that it doesn't really matter of love finds her or not - most time it only needs to trouble, the little experiences she's seen her friends live only reinforcing that love gets you cursed and damned and eats at you slowly. her own experiences have painted a pitiful image of it all, grief is love with nowhere to go someone told her when her first real boyfriend died, since then grief is all she's ever known regardless of the other person's status in the world. her appetite has gone lost a few hours ago, her takeout box still basically full despite how happy she previously was to dig in on her favourite dish from their trusted restaurant. being open to idea of falling in love again was never in her cards, yet here she is in between smokes, words tumbling one after the other about a guy who probably doesn't even matter that much in the grand scheme of things ( doesn't make it less painful, especially when she was so sure this time things would go right ).

"i just think there's something wrong with me," a lighthearted laugh follows but there indeed is a thought lingering at the back of her mind about how she never seems to get it right - everything always needs to be so damn complicated. "or maybe people figured out something i didn't, i don't know." letting a guy have such a pull on her is honestly so embarrassing, the fact that she's still checking her phone hoping for a text back even more. "...whatever, fuck him, i don't even like him." liar liar liar, somber eyes can still make out the outline of this supposed boyfriend ( she's getting way too old for a title so frivolous ) standing by the door before leaving for good. it didn't feel that big of a problem then, but three days later of no calls or text and the familiar feeling is starting to sink in. "i really need to stop dating these weird guys."

the silence that follows would feel embarrassing if not for the fact that since their first meeting as teenagers, maria has seen her in so many fucked up situations that shame has basically no space to exist between them. head rests against maria's and eyes close for a moment - basking in the statement spoken so firmly. maybe true love is really just the one person who's willing to ride or die through life's hardships ( and situationships ) with enough strength to make the other confident too. akari wouldn't mind if this person was her oldest, dearest friend. at least it wouldn't be love gone wasted. "i love you too," it comes in a whisper, lips stretched into a small smile. her smartphone lights up a few times, soft vibration echoing in the room as she takes another drag from her cigarette. "let's make a bet: if he mentions work again, breakfast is on me tomorrow."

[renegadefearstreet1966]

Four

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Angelica meets up with Deena as they stand at her locker, glancing at the makeshift memorial on Heather’s locker. Pictures fill the section before Kate strides up behind them.

"You see? It's the witch. Sarah Fier's back."

"Oh, Christ. Not you too." Deena complains.

Kate then drags the two teens away from the locker and enter the girls' bathroom.

“She reaches from beyond the grave to make good men her wicked slaves!” Kate reads the spray painted stalls to her. Her voice hoarse. 

To Angelica, Kate's scary voice wasn't convincing since it sounded like a little kid at camp attempting to change their voice to make it sound more creepy.

Simon bursts from the stall in the bathroom, continuing the rhyme.

“She’ll take your blood, she’ll take your head. She’ll follow you till you’re dead.” 

“Wow, you guys are dicks.” Deena curses. 

 “It’s just fun.” 

“It’s sick.”

“What? The dude was wearing a Halloween skull mask! How is that not fun?” Simon exclaims. 

“People died,” Deena says. 

“Heather died,” Angelica added. “I almost died.”

Deena glances at Angelica with a sad and worried look then back at Simon. 

“The dude was probably just some sad sack who hated his life, like the rest of us, except he decided, ‘Hey, why don’t I get out of here for good? And, hey, why don’t I take Heather and a couple of mall rats with me?’ There’s no angry dead witch who made him go postal. The only thing that made him go crazy is this town!”

Deena drops her jacket on the floor. Simon leans against the stall as Kate and Angelica rest on the wall. 

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” 

“Seems like… maybe you got a little witch in you.” 

Everyone chuckles. A smile forms on Deena’s face. 

“Dude, why are you even in here? This is the girls’ bathroom.”

Simon climbs up and retrieves a box that sits in the vent above the stalls. Kates touches up her hair as Angelica does the same. Deena fixes her clothes. Simon stands, holding a box as the three girls notice, turning around. 

“You know we don’t believe this witch shit, right?” Kate says. “It’s just, like, fucked-up Santa Claus or something.

Angelica stands, leaning against the wall quietly.  She watches as Deena approaches Kate, holding a shoe box up to her. 

“What’s this?”

“I need you to give this to Sam tonight.” 

“No, uh-uh. Now way.”

“Come on, Kate!” Deena complains. 

“No way, Deena. I am not getting mixed up in your ex drama. Do it yourself.” 

Deena sets the box down in the sink. “I’m not going to the game. I quit band.” 

“Since when?” Angelica asks. 

“Since who gives a shit!”

“Was band the only extracurricular you had left?” 

Deena stands in her place, shaking her head before picking up her fallen items off the floor and standing up straight. 

“You still have your band uniform, right?” Angelica asks. 

Kate steps away. 

“You just wear this shit one last time,” She finishes, smirking. 

Kate grabs the box, facing Deena. “I’ve got something that’ll give you the balls to face Sam.” 

She opens the box. Angelica leans over to investigate what's in the box. Inside, a few scattered pill bottles and a shirt sit untouched.  Many of the medications seemed full, or half empty. 

“What? You’re dealing again? I thought you stopped after this dingus’s brother OD’d.” 

“Timothy?” He asks. 

“Wh… Uh…. Timmy wasn’t a real OD. He didn’t actually die. They brought him back.” Kate exclaims, grinning. 

Simon imitates the pegs of a defibrillator. “Ja-jing!” 

“You're both morons.” 

“Excuse me. Which one of us is valedictorian, again?” Kate asks. “President of every club this shithole has to offer.” 

Soon they finish and the four of them walk out of the girl’s bathroom. Standing outside. Angelica glances over at the three other teens when Kate begins to speak.

“I’m getting out of here. Off to claim my place among the stars, bitch.”  

In the distance, a male shouts. “Woo! The witch lives! Long live Sarah Fier!” A boy shouts, running through the hall. 

The male rushes by the four teens, startling Angelica as she rolls her eyes in annoyance. The three other’s sheepishly enjoyed the show. Simon shouts happily and Kate smiles at Angelica as she stays silent, startled. Students shout and laugh throughout the halls. Both Deena and Angelica looked pissed beyond words. 

[megan-loves-surveys]

I have no idea what number we are up to, so just say this is entry 15 lol.

What was the last bad thing that happened to your phone? My phone is in great condition, not even a crack or a scratch on it.

Have you ever been with someone while they were throwing up? Yes, but I hated every second of it.

Who was the last person you talked to on instant messenger? My boyfriend.

Would you rather get pregnant at too young an age or never be able to reproduce? Never be able to, cos I don't want kids.

Have you ever gotten alcohol poisoning? No.

Do you do your own laundry? I don't, cos my Mum insists on doing it.

Do you currently have a hickey? No.

Ever had a near death experience? I've been hit by a car and almost died, if I'd been 1cm in a different direction I'd have died on impact.

Have you ever kissed in the rain? Yes.

What are you excited for? In the next week or so, not much. But there's some fun stuff coming up.

Have you been to the beach this year? No.

Would you put your life on the line for anyone? Hmm.

Are there any bruises/cuts on your body? Not at the moment.

What was the last app you downloaded on your phone? I think it was the new Ticketmaster app.

Have you ever been to any supposed haunted locations? Did you experience anything weird? No, but I so want to.

What breed was the last dog you saw? Not sure, but it was really small and really cute.

Who was the last person to sleep in your bed? Apart from me, my boyfriend.

What’s something you’re obsessed about right now? The new songs on the 20th anniversary edition of Girls Aloud's WWTNS album. There's 3 songs they never used, and they're all AMAZING. I can't stop listening to them!

Do you date outside your own race? Oh yeah, sure.

What are some of your turn-offs? Heavily into religion (if you're religious but don't mention it constantly, that's cool), doesn't want to go out and do stuff, super hairy (some hair on their chest and that is hot but please don't look like a sasquatch xD) etc.

Were you present at any major historical events (e.g. 9/11)? No.

How many chairs are in the room you’re currently in? Two - my computer chair and a Wrestlemania chair from Mania 35, that I use to put clothes on lol.

Have you been craving any particular snack lately? Which? Always chips.

Can you recall the first film you ever saw at a cinema? No clue.

Who was the last person you had a good giggle with? My Mum.

Have you had any news of any kind lately? Not really.

How many times in your life would you say you’ve been in love? Once, currently <3

Do people hang up flyers around your neighborhood? No.

Are you an aunt/uncle? Would you like to be? I'm an only child, so I can't ever be lol.

Do you have raccoons where you live? No.

Do you ever keep fresh flowers in the house? No.

Have you ever made graffiti? Kinda - I used to skip maths classes at primary school to sit in the toilets, and I ended up graffitiing them lol. They called a school assembly to talk about it and everything xD They never found it was me, so I'm sorry to my school!

Do you know anyone who has a hearing deficit? Yes.

What makes a person physically beautiful to you? It's hard to pinpoint cos the guys I like all look COMPLETELY different to each other. Like my boyfriend doesn't look anything like the wrestlers and singers I think are hot lol.

Would you miss winter if it never came back? Why or why not? Hell no, I hate cold weather.

Does bad weather ruin your day? Why or why not? It depends what I'm doing - if I have to be outside a lot, then it would ruin it.

How long has it been since you moved out of the house you grew up in? I moved out of there in 2004, so 20 years this year!

What color shirt are you wearing? No shirt, I'm wearing a purple playsuit.

What was the last flavor of ice cream you ate? Chocolate.

What is your favorite type of soup? Chicken noodle.

What is your favorite board that you’ve made on Pinterest? -

What was the last thing you ate or drank that was blue raspberry-flavored? A candy/lolly of some sort probably.

What was the last flavor of tea you drank? I don't like tea.

What type of fruit do you eat the most? Kiwifruit.

Do you enjoy going to your local county fair? -

What was the last video game that you beat? I'm notorious for never finishing games lol. But I finished the first game of the Phoenix Wright trilogy the other day - I've played it numerous times before, but it was the first time I'd finished the one on the Steam version.

Do you like peaches? Yes! Yummy.

Have you ever had lice? No.

Do you believe in astrology? Not really, but it's fun to read about.

Do you like Lady Gaga or does she try too hard? I like her a lot, she's extremely talented. Her albums are great and she's phenomenal live.

Where did you last wear a bathing suit? A pool most likely :P

Do you feel more comfortable with a male or female doctor/nurse? I don't care tbh. As long as they help me, I don't care about their gender.

When’s the next time you’ll be drinking? Not sure tbh.

Did you know you wanted to be in a relationship with the person you are now when you first met him/her? Yes.

What if you found out your partner had a previous sex change? Be very confused, cos there's no way to mistake his man bits for someone who used to be female, lol. But I know you mean would I care if they were trans - if they told me straight up when we first met, then I'd be cool with it.

Have you ever dated someone in the military? No.

Do you know how to make origami? No.

How would you like to be proposed to one day? I don't want that.

When was the last time you saw your brother? -

Do you like chocolate and mint together? I don't like mint.

Have you ever had chocolate-covered gummy bears? Yes.

Think back to your most important relationship, was it all your fault it’s over? I'm still in said relationship.

Do you remember the meanest thing the last person you kissed ever said to you? I can't think of anything truly mean my boyfriend has said to me. He's said things during sex, but they don't count xD

What’s your favorite Coke product? Coke Zero Sugar.

Which of the guys you’ve been interested in hurt you the most? Not sure.

Have you ever kissed someone who had a boyfriend/girlfriend? Probably, I'm sure I've kissed a few people who had partners but didn't tell me.

How many presents do you usually receive on your birthday? Enough, lol.

If you could change one thing about your appearance what would it be? Flatter stomach.

If space were easier to travel, would you want to explore it? No.

Describe the best thing about being inside. You don't get wet when it rains xD

Describe the best thing about being outside. Sometimes fresh air helps me feel better when I feel a bit shit. Also there's a chance to see cats and dogs LOL.

Ever faked an orgasm? Probably.

Do you like the sound of birds chirping, or does it piss you off? Depends how the bird sounds, if it's super screechy then it needs to STFU hahaha.

Ever wanted to be a vet? No.

Ever had an infection of any kind? Oh yeah.

Have you ever held a starfish? No.

What’s your favorite thing from Olive Garden? We don't have that in my country.

Do you use an instant messenger? If so, what is it? FB Messenger and Discord.

Which of your exes is the best looking? Probably... Lee.

Where did your last ex ask you out? At a bar, lol.

Do you consider yourself a nature person?

Not really.

What kind of collection would you like to start?

I have enough collections that I waste money on already xD

What helps you take your mind off your problems?

Playing games or watching YouTube videos.

Who do you miss, if anyone?

A few people.

What do you miss, if anything?

When WWE used to come to NZ lol, they haven't been to my city since 2016 :(

Do you prefer to live alone or live in a family?

I've never lived alone so I can't say.

What states have you visited, that you remember?

Let's see... New York, New Jersey, Massachusetts, Florida, Virginia, Texas, Louisiana, Illinois, Arizona, Nevada, California and I've also been to Washington DC. I've flown through and went on a train through a few others like Washington, Rhode Island and Connecticut. Pretty good for a Kiwi I think lol.

What countries have you visited?

NZ, Australia, USA, UK and I've flown through a few others like Singapore.

What countries do you want to visit?

Japan, France, Italy, Finland, more USA, more UK.

What states would you most like to visit?

I'd go back to most of the ones I've already visited for followup visits to do stuff I missed, not sure about new ones. Maybe Pennsylvania and Georgia to visit Philly and Atlanta.

What are five careers you’ve considered?

Lawyer, librarian, secretary (which is my current job basically), flight attendant and teacher.

Do you use a sunlamp when it’s cloudy?

No.

What’s your latest discovery?

Hmm.

What do you wish your hair looked like?

I wish it was longer and a bit thicker.

Which family member has your exact smile?

Dunno.

Do you still feel anything for the first person you fell in love with?

Yes, we're still together and still in love haha.

What’s one thing you’re behind on?

Mox's indie matches, there's a few I need to catch up on and watch but I'm lazy haha.

Who was the last person you called?

My boyfriend.

Do you take pictures on your phone?

Thousands xD

How old were you the first time you loved school?

Dunno.

How old were you the first time you encountered God?

Never.

Have you ever hallucinated?

Probably.

Do you clean your place often?

Not often, but sometimes. It's not dirty, just messy.

Do you struggle to get by?

I do alright.

What color is your wristwatch?

I have a FitBit, it has a black strap.

If you had a girl and a boy, what would you name them?

I don't want kids, but I'd go with May and Nathaniel.

Who is the best looking male celebrity, in your opinion?

Jon Moxley. He counts, STFU lol.

Do you still miss a friend who betrayed you?

No.

How many subscribers do you have on YouTube?

I rarely upload, I only have a few videos on it from concerts I've been to, but somehow I have 168 subs?

If you’d like to share, what is your screenname on Instagram?

I don't use it.

Do you use Snapchat?

See above.

Do you enjoy typing?

Yes, it's basically my thing lol. I do a lot of it for my job.

Are you a fast texter?

Yes.

Would you rather text or call?

Text.

Do you know anyone who has everything handed to them?

Yes.

Would you ever want to be a famous youtuber?

Maybe, but also probably not.

Do you know anyone who’s colorblind?

No.

[gremlin-writes-angst]

thoughts and hcs of a lawyer s/o for xyx? and possibly the other love interests?

Here you go, I don't know much about lawyers so it's short, hope you enjoy it anyways.

So he's impressed no matter what you do but learning your a lawyer all he thinks is-

“That's so much work, and words.”

Well the not true he also thinks-

“I wanna see what they wear for court.”

He thinks formal wear is cool, even if it's not for him.

He gets worried a lot though, whether it is about your clients or how much work you do it makes him sad to see you work so hard.

He loves picking fake fights, small innocent ones, he loves how you act like it's as important as if you were in front of a judge. He likes watching you crack when he makes an argument that almost has nothing to do with what you said.

“And that's why you can't wear socks with sandals.”

“Okay but consider this, my last piece of evidence.”

You wait for him to continue as he pulls up his phone, a photo of Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson on it.

“Wh-what?”

“The Rock!”

You burry your face in your hands at your boyfriend’s antics.

He finds it kind of admirable, he remembers not having a lawyer who cared for his case, so seeing you put care into every case you work on, he loves it.

When he sees you working hard he worries but he also knows that your work is important. When you overwork yourself he definitely stops you but other than that he likes to do his best to help.

He makes sure you haven't forgotten to eat or drink water, and every once in and while he'll make you your favorite hot drink.

“Angel?”

“Yeah?”

You weren't actually paying attention to him, too focused on the case in front of you. You hear as a mug is set down at your workspace.

“I made you something to help.”

You soften as you finally turn away from your work.

“Thank you, I love you.”

You kiss him before taking a sip of your drink.

“Only for my angel.”

You turn back to your work.

He doesn't like getting into arguments with you, because it hurts both his heart and brain.

What he does love is watching you argue with others that deserve it. He blushes whenever you protect him with your word over violence, it makes him feel special and proud.

Toasty gets the most worried about your work, watching you work makes him stress out, they can only imagine how bad it is for you.

I think you'd have to explain why you're a lawyer. They just don't understand why you would torture yourself. But he understands better when you explain to him, or you win a case you wanted to.

He asks you for pointers with his company, especially when offered buyouts. Sure he has his own layer but they trust you and your opinion.

They've definitely asked if you want to work for them, even if you don't specialize in that area, he doesn't quite realize how many different lawyers there are.

Gets both frustrated and flustered when you use lawyer words in an exchange with him. It was a joke, and they don't know what you're saying and know they feel like they're losing…a conversation.

One thing he does enjoy is watching you get frustrated at false representation, whether it is a movie or even a game, it makes him smile.

You fall back on the couch next to toasty, finished with your rant…for now.

“It- it just- it’s wrong.”

You let out another frustrated sigh. Toasty's arm going behind your shoulder, rubbing your arm, laughing at you.

“Are you laughing at me?”

He blushes

“No. yes, you just- you look…cute when you’re angry.”

The last part of their sentence is barely loud enough for you to hear it over the movie.

The lawyer himself.

Arguments are never serious, not really. You act seriously using proper terms and all that but it over the smallest thing with the strangest evidence.

You guys are always able to find the fun, even if it is not together.

You notice he’s not having the best time, so you try and change that. And he does the same for you.

He won't tell you but he loves working around you. You at one end of the table and him on the other. He'll tease you saying you're too distracting but it's a lie, he's more distracted if your not there and he doesn't know where or what you're doing.

Lawyer pick up lines, all the time.

“Do you have a lawyer? Cause you stole my heart.”

“That was not your best one, I’m a little disappointed in you.”

Xyx’s hand flies to his chest with a hard thud, you ignore him and continue.

“And no, I’ll be fine representing myself. It's important I open up with the fact you don't have a heart.”

Xyx clutches his shirt.

“Cruel love, just cruel.”

You drop the act as you laugh.

“I'm only kidding Xyx.”

“Were you?”

“Will you ever forgive me?”

Xyx puts on a show, pretending to think, along with an overdone discovery moment.

“Ahh, I'll forgive you, but it will cost you.”

“And what would that be?”

You ask knowing exactly what he was going to say.

“A kiss.”

You oblige and pull your boyfriend in for a kiss.

[violettelueur]

— JUJUTSU KAISEN EPISODE FIVE || CURSE WOMB MUST DIE II 

↳ featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + kugisaki nobara + gojo satoru + ryomen sukuna + zenin maki + inumaki toge + panda from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : swearing + violence + mention of blood + mention of organ + mention of death + EXTREME grammar issues

↳ form : story

↳ published : 24 february

↳ pronouns : she/her

↳ word count : 4.8k

↳ synopsis : within the jujutsu world, there were three famous clans to be aware of, the Kamo clan, Zenin clan and the Gojo clan. However, unknown to many sorcerers there was one last family that was known to be apart of the three, only for them to disappear after the golden era leading some to speculate that they had died in battle after the sealing of ryomen sukuna, but....

↳ previous episode : curse womb must die I

↳ next episode : after rain

↳ barista’s notes : back again with another episode of jujutsu kaisen everyone ╲ʕ·ᴥ·　╲ʔ and we have ended the detention centre arc and now will be moving on to the training arc! isn’t that crazy, you have finished episode five ʕ ᵒ ᴥ ᵒʔ i’m not really good with fight scenes, so if you care confused, don’t hesitant to ask me anything to clarify! WE ALSO FINALLY MEET THE SECOND-YEARS!

BEFORE READING, I NEED YOU TO BE AWARE OF THIS:

1. the whole story belongs to Gege Akutami and the credits go to them and them only

2. the spell curses used belong to Tite Kubo due to them being the ‘Kidos’ being used on the manga and anime ‘Bleach’ - but none is mentioned in this chapter

2.5 for the ‘cursed spells’/kidos (bleach) i will link this video here and tell you the time stamp to check out what i am intending to show - remember i add a few twist here and there by adding the katana to link with Y/N’s cursed technique 

Destructive Curse Spell number four: Byakurai : 3:35-3:40

Sentan Hakuja : Wiki Page

‘Cursed Energy Web Technique’ : video (4:23-5:27)

3. if you are confused on anything, please don’t hesitate to message me since i know this whole thing is so confusing

“If you can, please send a grade one sorcerer or higher but that won’t be necessary if I don't die,” you sternly commented, leading both Fushiguro and Ijichi to shiver at the statement you just announced.

Still shaken at what you had just said, Ijichi sent himself off before closing the window to prevent any cold raindrops from coming at him as he drove away from the area you and Fushiguro were standing in right now.

“If you don’t want to listen to me, I ain’t going to listen to you at all then Fushiguro,” you stated with a frown painted on your face before looking back at the building behind his body.

Taking your katana, you looked at the bottom of the handle to find a metal loop at the bottom with a red charm tied before it was simply slowly unwinded by you as you prepared for the worst that was about to come.

“What are you doing L/N?” Fushiguro asked in a worried tone, causing you to turn to look at him with a deadpan expression.

“Just preparing for the worst Fushiguro”

                                               ꕥ

The rain was still unsettled as you stared at the building of the detention centre that was in front of you with a nonchalant look present on your face. Carefully, you hook your katana on the side of your left hip rather than the usual spot of your back since you knew you were going to need extremely quick access to your weapon if your prediction of what was going to happen was going to become a reality.

Suddenly, there was a swift but noticeable change in the air causing you to grab Fushiguro’s sleeve to pull him closer to you in case of any attacks that would happen since he was standing behind you, out of your central view.

“The Innate Domain’s closed off, the special-grade is dead!” Fushiguro stated to you in a shocked but quiet tone, causing the grip you had on his sleeve to tighten since the feeling in the pit of your stomach was becoming agonising to the point where you wanted to vomit it out.

Yet, you weren’t fearful for yourself but rather the wellbeing of the shikigami user behind you and the classmate, who was still inside the building at this current moment in time.

“We just need Itadori to return safely now,” Fushiguro hopefully whispered, yet you had given no response since you knew that the chance of the mentioned classmate coming back with himself out rather than Sukuna was extremely low.

“That’s almost impossible, from what I can recall, him and Sukuna haven’t even agreed to a bi-” you began to explain, only for a sudden aggressive presence to stop you in your tracks to which Fushiguro also felt as you both froze on the stop you both were standing in right now.

“Sorry, but he’s not coming back”

A familiar voice from behind you spoke leading to both of you and Fushiguro to freeze on the stop before you came to the sense that what you had predicted was proven right. However, you didn’t foresee that he was coming straight to the both of you, even when he had threatened it clearly before Fushiguro dragged you away to search for Kugisaki.

“Don’t be so frightened, I’m in a good mood right now, let’s chat for a bit,” Sukuna calmly mentioned as he processed to make his appearance in front of you both since you refused to look in the opposite direction.

“This is what he gets for trying to use me without any kind of pact, feels like he’s having some trouble switching back,” Sukuna pronounced as he turned to the side.

‘To be honest, it was surprising for him to switch back after eating the finger without the pact’ you thought before letting out of Fushiguro’s sleeve once you was comfortable that he was out of harm's way, ‘besides that should be enough cursed energy for now,’ you internally spoke before taking a quick glance on the same area where you hand was as you processed to place the same hand on the handle of your katana.

“Still, though it’s only a matter of time,” Sukuna stated, as he gripped onto Itadori’s school jacket before unexpectantly ripping into shreds to showcase his muscular upper body, revealing the strange back marking he adorned on his chest.

“So, I thought about what I can do right now,” the King of Curses uttered before raising his hand to suddenly puncture a hole within the middle of his check, shocking both you and Fushiguro from his gruesome action as hints of blood started to pour from the corner of his lips.

‘Shit! I haven’t finished preparing,’ you pondered in a panic manner, as your hand was still on your weapon’s handle, transferring some of your cursed energy to your katana, making sure it had reached to the tip of the blade within the wooden casing for what you were planning to execute.

“Wh-what are you..” Fushiguro stuttered as he looked at the scene in complete horror, only for a massive pool of blood to pour in the middle between Sukuna’s legs before forcibly ripping out the most vital organ needed for Itadori to come back alive.

“I’m taking this brat hostage,” Sukuna declared, as he proudly and sadistically presented the heart he had taken out to you and Fushiguro, causing you to internally become repulsed at the scene since you still needed to concentrate shifting a tiny amount of cursed energy needed to your katana.

“Hostage?!” Fushiguro snarled as he shifted back slightly.

“Yeah, I can live without this, but that ain’t true for the brat,” Sukuna informed you and Fushiguro, as he then tossed the heart to the side like it was a piece of trash he needed to get rid of quickly.

“Switching out with me means he dies. Also, for good measure,” Sukuna mentioned before revealing a finger in his hand causing you to look at the cursed object he had just now swallowed with widened eyes.

‘I thought it wasn’t his finger that the special-grade curse consumed! Fuck!’

“With that, I'm free as a bird, you can be frightened now, I’ll kill you both for no particular reason,” Sukuna declared as he flexed his hand leading you to rapidly unleash your blade from its black wooden casing for the first time since the unfortunate day as you were now prepared to fight against the King of Curses.

“Our positions are reversed now,” Fushiguro muttered under his breath (to which you heard) before he determinedly looked at the curse right in front of him as he positioned himself in a fighting stance causing a wave of anxiety to consume you.

‘One of his divine dogs are already down, if he risks another shikigami, that possibly will also get destroyed in the process’

“You just don’t get it, he’s..Itadori’s coming back even if that means he’ll die, that’s just who he is,” Fushiguro determinedly stated while staring down at Sukuna.

“You give him too much credit, this guy’s just a little tougher and denser than other humans” Sukuna countered back with a smirk on his face before processing to wipe off the blood staining his lip with the back of his hand. 

“Just a moment ago, he was scared out of his mind, on the verge of death and prattling on about his regrets and all that nonsense, I know for a fact he doesn’t have the guts to kill himself,” Sukuna taunted as he smiles smugly at both of you.

‘A special-grade has the ability to used Reserve Cursed Techniques, so it wouldn’t be hard for him to use it on his heart, I just need to slide down somewhere around his chest area to force him to do that’

Shifting your eyes to the side, you noticed Fushiguro’s hands were shaking leading you to internally sigh since you knew he was thinking the same idea as you, while probably debating the fact on how he could make Sukuna revive his heart before Itadori switches back as well as how he was going to battle against a special-grade.

“Should I make the first move then?” you rhetorically asked, before swiftly throwing your katana towards Sukuna like it was a spear, only for him to dough the weapon even at its immense speed.

“You think that was going to hit me?! Maybe you ain’t the fighting type as I suggested!” Sukuna roared in amusement, not noticing how you seemingly suddenly grabbed onto thin air (like you were holding onto a hanging support handle on a bus) before pulling your arm back in a fast motion, resulting in the attacking blade unexpectedly return back to you as quick as it was thrown, for it to then slash a massive slit on Sukuna’s cheek causing the curse to look at you in complete surprised before you swiftly moved forwards towards him, grabbing the handle of the travelling blade to attempt to slash down on your targeted area, only for Sukuna to dodge as quickly as he could.

‘Damn, but that should be fine for now’

However, before you could even attempt to get another chance of getting a slit around his check area, you heard incoming footsteps from your side leading you to deck down as you suddenly saw a leg swing above your head, indicating to you that Fushiguro had made a move to attack the cursed vessel, yet once again Sukuna managed to dodge against as well as the incoming punches that came along with Fushiguro’s attempts.

“Interesting, not only the girl managed to injure me but you use shikigami, but you’ll still come at me yourself?” Sukuna questioned, as he seemed amused at both of you and Fushiguro.

However, before he could mention another word there was a light pressure placed on his right shoulder causing him to turn back, only to find you in a lower stance with your index and middle finger to be pressed upon his shoulder blade.

“Destructive Curse Spell number four: Byakurai,” you chanted, before a high-density of cursed energy was discharged from the tip of your index finger to form a concentrated bolt of lighting leading it to pierce a noticeable hole on Sukuna’s shoulder surprising him as well as Fushiguro, since you angled it well away from him getting hit before you once again attempted to swing your katana down upon his back to execute your plan only for him to dodge it come again.

‘Fuck sake! You make it so easy to hit you the first time but when I want to slice you down, you suddenly dodge it!’

However, before you could use another cursed spell, a shikigami made its way to attack Sukuna leading you to discover it was Nue only for Sukuna to once again avoid the strike of its sharp talons before Fushiguro aims to get a hit at Sukuna, only for the King of Curses to block them with his arms. Yet you couldn’t help but internally smile the second you saw the wrist that you were holding onto earlier had made contact with Sukuan’s arms.

‘If plan A doesn’t work out, B will do just fine for now’

However, your hint of internal happiness quickly ended once you saw Fushiguro take a hit from Sukuna’s fist causing hints of blood to escape from his mouth leading you to quickly stand up straight as you rushed over to the scene. Yet, before you could even attempt to attack the curse again, you felt a presence underneath you causing your body to instinctively move again before a large snake appeared from the ground catching Sukuna within its mouth lifting him in the air as he was stunned with surprise at the fact of his sneak attack.

“Gang up on him!” Fushiguro yelled out to his shikigami, leading Nue’s wings to surround itself with purple lightning as it attempted to land a hit on Sukuna, only for him to duck at the right moment before it tried again, only for it to have the same result.

“Fushiguro, deactivate the snake now before it’s destroyed!” you screamed at your fighting partner. However, before he even got the message you suddenly saw fragments of what seemed to be the snake’s skin falling down in front of you before noticing Sukuna was already behind Fushiguro, tightly gripping onto the back of his dark blue sorcerer jacket.

“Hey, what did I just say? Let’s use the open space!” Sukuna shouted, before aggressively flinging Fushiguro up in the air before following the sorcerer himself, leaving you behind to witness his inhuman strength.

‘Shit, they’re going to get to the edge of the evacuation area!’

Reaching into the depths of your skirt pocket, you quickly pulled out a long, white cloth before letting it spin around you at a large radius as it slowly began to enclose the gaps that were making you visible to the world.

‘Sentan Hakuja,’ you internally chanted before the cloth coiled you complete before speedily teleporting you in front to what seemed to be like a construction site or an abandoning building, you weren’t quite sure. However, what you were sure of was that Fushiguro and Sukuna hadn’t noticed that you had arrived despite the vast entrance you had made from your cursed technique - but what you were most afraid of was the fact the Nue was gone, causing you to worry at the fact that now that shikigami was destroyed.

“What a waste of talent, but the girl back at that place, she knows how to use her technique extremely well,” Sukuna announced, causing Fushiguro to look at the King of Curses in both confusion as well as frustration at the fact he had mentioned you, worried if he was about to get killed, Sukuna would hunt you down next.

“Whatever, either way, that won’t be enough to fix this, you’re risking your life over stupid shit,” Sukuna stated as he pointed the hole on his chest. However, it seemed like you had enough of the conversation.

“Activate!” you yelled out before stabbing your katana to the ground, causing both males to turn around to finally notice you. However, it was too late for Sukuna to have the opportunity to counter what you were doing as he felt something restraining his arm’s movement before noticing what seemed to be a blue web-like strand attached to both his shoulders, yet when he turned to you, you seemed to be in the same situation but with one arm free.

“L/N!” Fushiguro yelled out in a panic before noticing that you were not at all afraid but rather calm despite the situation that you both were in now.

“What is this?” Sukuna questioned, as he observed the web-like structure you had created only for you to glance at him with a deadpan expression on your face.

“It’s just a simple web I created from pure cursed energy that is retaining the both of us right now,” you answered as you continued to peer at the confused King of Curses, who was trying to rip away from the strand-like he had with the shikigami snake, only to no avail as he struggled to move his whole upper body in general.

“How come? You didn’t touch me except for the cursed technique you used?!” Sukuna roared as he glared at you only for you to then let out a sigh of frustration.

‘It’s such a drag to explain…’

“I transferred some of my cursed energy to Fushiguro’s wrist as well as to my katana, so when they made contact with you, it allowed me to connect the strands of the web to those areas where you had been hit, also the protective spell I placed on the back of Itadori’s neck before we went in the detention centre was surprisingly still intact, allowing me to track you and the chain at the end of my katana to restain you further,” you thoroughly explained, before clicking your fingers causing the sudden but slow reveal of the long black chain (attached at the end of your handle - on the metal loop where the red charm was) that you had concealed with your cursed energy to appear surrounding you and Sukuna at a large radius while the extra length was tightly wrapped around his upper body.

“That was how I pulled my katana back at the beginning of the fight if that’s what you were also wondering,” you commented, leading Sukuna to look at you with a larger smirk than what you thought his reaction would have been.

“You possess such intellect, such skill, such power and such talent and yet you refuse to go against me with your full potential, are you mocking me?” Sukuna asked, before laughing causing you to look at him suspiciously, yet you couldn’t let that bother you at all, right now all you needed was for Itadori to switch back even if he was going to die.

“Even though I technically didn’t save you, Fushiguro did but I would like to give my answer I guess,” you commented before running your hands through your wet hair trying to push away the strands that were concealing your vision slightly. 

“I should have exorcised you back then, in fact it’s my duty as part of the L/N Clan to, but I know you’re a good person at heart Itadori, I knew that since the day I saw you back at school and probably Fushiguro saw that as well when he decided to save you,” you explained with a smile, as you began to notice the markings gradually disappear from his face and body causing you to slowly deactivate the cursed energy web that was immobilising you and Itadori while the chain that was coiled around him slowly began to loosen its grip on him.

“It was for selfish and emotional reasons but that’s fine though,” Fushiguro stated as his posture relaxed once he noticed that you were slowly lowering your guard, “I’m not a hero, I’m a jujutsu sorcerer, so I’ve never once regretted saving you,” he then announced with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, itadori looked at you with a smile on his face before turning to look at Fushiguro, who was behind him. “I see, you really are smart, Fushiguro, Gojo,  you’ve put more thought into this than I have,” Itadori mentioned with a smile, as he pushed his hair back, “I think your conviction’s a proper one, but I don’t think mine is wrong, either,”.

Suddenly, more blood started to drip down from his wound causing you to move forwards to make sure that Itadori didn’t fall down completely. “Oh, sorry, I’m almost done for, guess I won’t have to worry you guys, Kugisaki, or Gojo-sensei, live a long life,” Itadori faintly stated to you both before falling straight into your arms causing you to fall to your knees due to his heavyweight causing your skirt and high-knee socks to become soaked in the rain that already bathed your hair and face.

The rain only grew heavily as seconds went by, only reflecting on the disappointment and devastation that was coming from both you and Fushiguro, as you both stayed silent letting the rain consume you both for the time being.

Maybe after the rain, he might come back.

‘Please come back’

                                               ꕥ

“So you had your suspicions?” you questioned your adopted father, as you leaned against the railing of the balcony, while he stood next to you leaning against the same railing.

“There was a special grade there, sending the first-years to rescue five who may or may not be alive is out of order, even if you are capable of exorcising it Y/N,” Gojo explained causing you to realise where this was going.

“So what you are saying is, since you indefinitely suspended Itadori’s execution, that got some higher-ups upset, leading us to go do that mission, in order for Itadori to be killed?” you suggested, leading Gojo to turn silent at your comment, leading you to get the answer you were expecting even if no words were exchanged.

“You’re strong though Y/N, you effortlessly fought like Sukuna was just a normal curse,” Gojo complimented you, only for you to give him no response since it was not a good time for you to be praised.

You failed at saving Itadori.

“As a special grade like your father, I need you to look out for Megumi and Nobara for a while, train them to the best of your abilities since we got an event coming up!” Gojo cheered, leading you to present him with a glare.

‘What a drag...I really can’t be bothered to be in an event’

“I’m going to check on the others Gojo-sensei, I’ll see you later,” you stated before standing on the feet as you than processed to walk away with your hand up, as a way to wave him ‘goodbye’.

“Call me dad for once Y/N~” Gojo shouted, leading you to groan in annoyance before making your way to the entrance, where you knew Fushiguro and Kugisaki were since Gojo did take you away from them when he found you sitting with them on the stone steps near the entrance of the school.

After some time, you finally managed to reach your destination as you found yourself standing at the top of the extra steps above your classmates, before noticing a few new faces further below, leading you to become perplexed since you weren’t expecting any other sorcerers to come by today - well...that’s what Gojo said.

“Don’t tell me the other student died as well?” the female sorcerer question, leading you to look in her direction in confusion since she seemed a little familiar to you for some reason.

‘Ah, she was the person I saw when I moved into the dorm, but she didn’t really see me’

“I’m right here,” you commented, leading to everyone that was in your view to look up at your direction to find you standing with your arms crossed before you steadily made your way down the steps as you processed to stand a step above between Fushiguro and Kugisaki, who were still seated on the same spot they were in when you had left them for a few minutes.

“You don’t even have a scratch on you,” the female sorcerer commented, as she noticed you didn’t have any patches or bandages like the other two first-years had once you observed you.

“She’s a strong sorcerer,” Fushiguro commented, leading you to kick his back before commenting that he was a strong sorcerer as well.

“Ah! Are you the special grade, Gojo was mentioning about?” the large Panda asked, causing you to give him a glance before answering, “I don’t believe I’m a special-grade sorcerer but if that what my drag ass of an adoptive dad ranked me, then I guess I am,”.

“Who are you guys?” you then asked since it seemed like they had already done their introductions for Kugisaki. Although, it seemed like your female classmate was in the same sort of confusion as you since she noted to you that she had no idea who the fellow sorcerers were.

“Our second-year upperclassmen,” Fushiguro nonchalantly answered before he continued by introducing them to you and Kugisaki.

“Zenin-senpai is the best of all the students at wielding cursed tools, that’s the Cursed Speech user, Inumaki-senpai, he can only speak in ingredients of onigiri and that’s panda senpai,” Fushiguro introduced everyone causing some questions to manifest in your head.

‘Zenin ha?..she doesn’t seem like the one that my mum was talking about, so I don’t have to suspect her but is there anything else to add for Panda-senpai?’

“There’s one more, Okkotsu-senpai, who is the only one I can openly respect, but he’s overseas right now,” Fushiguro added, before slowly standing on his two feet.

“You’re not adding more about the panda named Panda?” Kugisaki asked as she looked up at the shikigami user to gain some information, only to be ignored.

“Man, sorry about this and when you’re in mourning...please forgive us for that,” Panda apologised before placing his hands together as a sign to be forgiven, even though that sign reminded you about something else.

‘Ah...that’s the same hand gesture for one of my cursed spells’

“The truth is, we’d like you to participate in the Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event,” Panda explained, causing you to recall about an ‘event’ Gojo had mentioned to you.

“Oh, that’s what he meant,” you whispered before Kugisaki interrupted you by repeating the event’s name in confusion.

“What’s that?” Kugisaki asked as she turned to Fushiguro looking for the answer.

“It’s a get-together with the other Tech school in Kyoto, though isn’t that event mainly second and third-years?” the erratic-haired sorcerer answered your classmate before questioning the invitation since all of you were first-years.

“And those stupid third-years are suspended right now, so you need to participate,” Zenin explained, causing you to look to the side with an annoyed expression on your face since you realised that this meant you had to cover up your tracks more than you were bothered to do.

“What do you do at this event? Smash Bros? I won’t lose if it’s the Wii version, I’ll Meteor Smash so you can’t come back” Kugisaki randomly mentioned with a determined look on her face as she formed a fist, causing you to look in her direction with a confused face since you didn’t know how she came to that conclusion in the first place.

“Then let’s make a 3-man team, the exchange event has the principals of the Tokyo and Kyoto schools each propose a form of competition to be held for an entire day over the course of two days, though that’s how it is on paper,” Panda informed you and Kugasaki, who were oblivious to what this event was in general.

“Every year, the first day is a team battle, and the second day is individual battles,” Panda explained, leading Inumaki to agree with him by saying ‘salmon’ as his confirmation to his classmates' explanation.

“Individual and team battles? We fight?! Against other jujutsu sorcerers?!” Kugisaki shouted after realising what the event really entailed, causing you to look at her before lightly smacking the back of her head.

“You just realised that?” you asked in a dumbfounded tone.

“Yeah, it’s a jujutsu battle where anything but killing goes,” Zenin confirmed with a huge grin causing you internal sigh at the fact that you had to hide the use of your cursed technique since that would blow your cover entirely.

“We’ll train you up well so you won’t get killed. Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Panda declared before he started to throw some air punched after every ‘yeah’ he said.

“Wait, do you have time for that? I thought we were short on jujutsu sorcerers,” Kugisaki asked since she concluded that there were only six of you right now.

“That’s a good question, For now, we are. The glim emotions people harbour from late winter through spring cause an outburst of curses in the early summer, so that’s our busy season,” Panda explained as Zenin then explained that some sorcerers are busy all year long, but since things are settling down soon, it should be fine.

“So, you’ll do it, right? You just had a partner die on you, after all,” Zenin asked, as she was waiting for all your responses.

“We’re in!” Fushiguro and Kugisaki simultaneously answered with determined looks on their faces before turning back to look at you, waiting for your answer.

Letting out a sigh of frustration, you knew that you had no way out of this since they looked so motivated for you to join, even if you disagreed with them.

“This is such a drag, but fine, I’ll join in too,” you replied with a small smile on your face leading them to nod at you before turning back to your seniors.

“But if I decided this training and exchange event is pointless, I’m quitting instantly,” Kugisaki mentioned.

“Same here,” Fushiguro commented, causing you to kick both of them on the back much to their surprise.

“So you drags make me do this event, only for you to dip when it’s pointless for you, besides I heard there are some interesting sorcerers in the Kyoto side, so prepare yourselves,” you stated before stepping down the few steps you were in front of before standing between them.

“Well, people this cocky are all more worthwhile to train,” Panda mentioned with his arms folded with a determined look on his face.

“Bonito flakes,” Inumaki said in a softer tone.

Looking up to the sky, you couldn’t help but brisk in the sunlight that was shining lightly down upon you, leading you to raise your hand over your face in order to not be blinded.

‘I wonder how I’m going to hide from this one now?’

© violettelueur 2021 : written and published by violettelueur - do not steal or repost

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The Smile [Jeff The Killer X Victim!Reader] [PART 2]

Jeff the killer X Victim!

WARNING: Yandere. That's it. Yandere.

I finally decided how I would write part 2 to The Smile, which is my first and most popular post on my account so far. Anyone new who has come to read this, check out my other posts as well if you'd like. I'll post more like this. I also have a Quotev account with more fanfictions.

9/12/20, 3/4 days after the top part: God, AFTER SO LONG, I FINALLY DID IT! Took me days! I'm so sorry if this is a bit lazy, it is a tiny bit rushed by the end but how would you guys feel about a detailed part 3? I'll probably go as far as a part 3 or part 4 for the final part.

The vibrations in your brain felt warm and numbing - almost like when you have a horrible migraine and you can finally feel it subsiding with your eyes closed and your fingers gently holding down onto your eyelids as if you're holding your eyes into place to prevent them from bursting out of your skull. Upon waking up you can feel cold air settling into your skin. You haven't been awake 3 minutes and you already know what you're resting on; an extremely uncomfortable metal table. You've only seen them in movies but this was real.

The sound of a singsong voice just slightly echoing through what seemed like a moderately empty room. You groaned softly as you turned your head to your right, very slowly opening your eyes. Your vision blurred in and out, which, you wanted to rub to clear it out but as you went to lift your wrists, you felt pressure around them.

Something was holding your arms down. This catches your attention, blinking multiple times while turning your head back up straight and attempting to sit up. You were hardly successful with that, struggling while grunting under your breath to pull your hands from under what seemed to be a thick rope. As you pulled harder, you sucked in your stomach out of habit before immediately coming to a halt and choking up in pain.

This whole time you were ignoring the voice that was singing eerily nearby, "You and me, always forever~"

The voice was of a male. Scratchy, shaky. Familiar.

Familiar.

You could feel a string of your heart pop out of place as your breath stopped. That's when you knew something was wrong, but it just doesn't add up. You gulp while your eyeballs vigorously glance around to see where the source was coming from, only to see a figure in a corner. It was doubled over and it was sitting down on a simple wooden chair. Doubling over a...table? An average male figure, nothing unique. Although, the clothing style was unusual. At least what was on the clothes. He wore a fluffy white hoodie and what seemed to be black pants and black-and-white converse. The problem wasn't the outfit, no. His hoodie was spotted and had patterns upon patterns of darkened and more fresh-looking blood splatter. He had long black hair down to his shoulders. And luckily, his back was facing you.

You were dumbfounded. How did you get here, why are you restrained, and why is there a blood covered man near you? Is that even blood? Maybe it's paint or a design? Some people do wear clothes that have different kinds of blood splatter designs on them. Hm. Or he's an actual murderer about to gut you like a fish.

You wanted to speak. You wanted to speak so badly but you just couldn't. As you parted your lips, your throat went dry while your gaze stayed locked onto the bloody male that sat before you. The singing made you shiver as you tried so hard to remember where you could have heard or seen him. Why can't you remember?

The male then turned around to look at you. His singing had come to a gentle halt. Your mouth closed as he did so, your throat going completely dry and your whole body feeling like an ice cube. You were greeted with cold blue eyes. They looked hungry and bloodthirsty, yet they held a warm affection as they looked into your traumatized eyes. It was almost comforting until you saw the rest of his face. His skin was snow white and his lips looked dry. That's when more attention is drawn to his lower jaw. He's smiling. Too big for a normal person.

That's when you realize. He has a large smile carved into his cheeks going from ear to ear while his own lips were curled within a smile as well. And that's when it hits you.

And it hits you hard.

The memories of hours prior start brutally crashing into you, flooding back into your numb brain. All of the realization replaced itself with agonizing anxiety, your heart starting to race at speeds that felt impossible. You could pass out, but something inside you kept you awake. Something about him and about this whole situation was making you dizzy. The male slowly stands and turns his body all the way to face you. He seemed deranged, yet, he had a very relaxed stance and body language.

Uncomfortable silence loomed in the air.

He kept staring at you before slowly taking steps forward. You watch him carefully as your head feels like it's spinning, which you could notice your vision blurring a little bit here and there. The silence is suddenly disturbed with the male speaking up again, choking up in giggles. "Oh my sweet Y/N, you're awake~" He cooed, now standing over you. He leaned himself down and reached his hand to your cheek, gently brushing your skin with his surprisingly soft thumb. He leaned his face closer to yours. The smell of booze, blood, & smoke overwhelmed your nostrils. Yet it didn't seem to bother you that much.

His touch almost kind of made you feel...at ease. Your heart slowed itself and your breathing went back to pace. You felt fine, somewhat, but something in your stomach was still sore. The more you stare at him, the more memories come flooding back. The more memories flooding back, the easier you fit the puzzles together.

"M-my...stomach..--" You stutter out painfully.

In response to this, the male turned his head over to your abdomen and gently rested his other hand onto your bandaged stomach, applying very gentle pressure on it as to not hurt you. It was still slightly painful, causing you to groan under your breath.

"Oh, this...I'm sorry, my sweet butterfly. I had to make sure you wouldn't get away, and you didn't! Don't worry, Jack patched you up, so you'll be just fine!"

You remember now. You remember it all. The chase, your friend, the salty kiss before what you thought was your demise.

You naturally wondered as well; who's Jack?

"Wh-.." You weakly force air out of your throat again to speak, "why am I..tied-?"

"Oh, so you wouldn't be able to get away. I knew you would run away, or struggles, so I had to make sure you wouldn't do that!"

He was right. You would run away and struggle to get out of whatever the hell kind of place you're in. Well, knowing what he looks like. He DID stab you, after all. Who knows what this sicko wants.

He lifts his hand from your stomach and turns back to you, gently placing both of his hands at each side of your face. "You're so beautiful, Y/N. So sweet and so innocent. I couldn't keep letting the others eat you up like candy. You're mine and only mine. I need to protect you."

"Wh-who- are you?" You weren't really all too scared for some strange reason now. You were pretty calm. Probably from all of the energy this is draining.

"His name is Jeff." A deep and gruff voice cuts in.

The both of you turn your heads to the door of the room where a tall figure in all black stood. He was about 6"4 wearing heavy boots, black jeans, and a black hoodie. His hair was a dark brown though while he wore a mask. The mask was a dark blue with black goo oozing from the eyesockets. He was pretty intimidating even just by standing idly like a character waiting to be loaded in.

"And I'm Jack." He continued, "I'm the one who took care of your wound."

Jack stepped closer, soon standing at the other side of the table. He stood at the left as Jeff stood at the right.

"He wouldn't stop insisting I help."

You just blink, unknowing of what to respond with. He pursed his lips under his dark mask, in his own thought for a moment while staring down at you. You seemed calm enough, and your still pretty fresh injury was gonna hold you back anyway.

"[P]-[Pronoun]'s gonna-!" He attempts to blurt out, only to be stopped by you.

"I won't."

You were untied at your wrists and ankles, allowing yourself to pull your legs up and rest your feet at the top of the table, propping your knees up. It made your stomach feel weird, but it felt kind of nose and felt like it was easing the pain. You wrapped your arms around your knees, looking around the room more. "What is this place?" You ask.

"It's a medical room."

"Huh.." You shrug it off. Your anxiety levels had died down and the more you actually think about it, this isn't the worst thing that's happened. Your life has been pretty fucked up and you have damaged relationships everywhere. Honestly, being around new people and being far away from others sounds not too bad right now. Not like anyone would care anyway.

The next few hours, you're introduced to everyone else at the Mansion. They've been so...unique and honestly, you're surprised some people and beings like them even exist. They were all equally surprised with how little fear you showed.

You actually got along with most of them.

The others have taken a liking to you and hope you hang around longer. Alone in the living room, you, Jeff, Jack, and others sit at the couches and chairs in the living room, chatting away and getting to know them as they get to know you.

You feel Jeff wrap his arms around you and place a gentle kiss on your forehead, making your heart skip a beat.

You found out Jeff has been stalking you for months at a time. Watching your every move, eliminating anyone in the way. Huh, no wonder so many people in your life kept disappearing. You...couldn't bring yourself to be upset or scared, let alone even sad. You felt kind of at ease.

And far from uncomfortable. Someone loved you. Maybe more than they should, but they love you.

You didn't even feel upset at the fact Jeff had murdered that friend earlier. I mean, you just met the guy, so he wasn't even a 'friend'? So you paid no mind to it.

If anything, you really liked the thrill of someone being obsessed with you. A serial killer being so infatuated with you. He could be so protective of you and get rid of anyone you asked him to! There's is an advantage here. You knew he could snap and probably kill you intentionally or unintentionally, but you didn't mind. You really had no one else, technically speaking. No one that really cared. Not as much as he did.

Maybe he isn't so bad.

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- ⟒⋏⎅⟒⍀⋔⏃⋏ ⏃⋏⍜⋏

𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: philza, techno, Wilbur,(next few only mentioned)Mexican dream, schlatt, dream

𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: they/them

𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: fire, death, arson, betrayal mention, being used, reference to drugs, slight cursing

𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: translation vvvvv

Can i be enderman anon? anyways now that's all out of the way. God reader getting revived unexpectedly by dream? it's like - a really badass antagonist god that gets pulled out of the underworld, calling dream their "saviour" (but in a more satirical way instead of genuinely seeing the masked man as their hero cause in the past they've most likely called everyone that helped them their mighty helper to the point where the title feels overused and undesirable). They roamed the lands of the smp, bringing terror and hellfire across the overworld, letting their kept in rage stroll free. They end up in the tundra, the burning flakes of ashes getting lost in the harsh piles of snow. They happened to have stumbled upon the cottages of two immortal gods that they may or may not have used to know. Wonder what'll happen? i would like to see your take in this.

 - enderman anon

AHHH IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I DONT KNOW IF YOULL EVEN READ THIS STILL BUT TY FOR THE REQUEST IT ISNT THE BEST QUALITY IM SORRY :[[[

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You almost don't recognize the sensation of grass against your calloused and rough hands. You were in the void playing solitaire with Schlatt and Mexican Dream, and the next thing you knew you were suddenly pulled harshly by the back of your collar, falling on your spine. The looming mask of Dream is what stood above you, but he looked different. Longer hair, smelly, wearing a stained lime green jumpsuit with ‘0001' sewn into it and covered in cuts, scars and bruises. But before you could even question why Dream was suddenly there, he stepped back into the void, the void slowly surrounding and consuming him the further he went backwards. His now bony hand is still tightly gripped onto the back of your shirt, so while struggling your body is also enveloped in darkness. All it took was one blink and there you were on a patch of grass, staring at the pale blue sky.

"Huh."

Was all that came out of your mouth. You were still shocked at the turn of events that just happened, but no longer grounded. A running river nearby stunned your senses. How long had you been dead? It felt like years, but when you look around at the familiar forest you died in, not much had changed except for a couple newly planted saplings here and there. The swirling ashes you remembered before you died had all settled and compressed into the soil.

The river showed a strange reflection of yourself- your features have clearly sunken into your skull and there's a streak of white hair coming from your scalp along with words in fancy gold letters on your arm reading,

"May thy woes and hurt of the past no longer eradicate the upwards of this lost souls future. Allow thine to be praised by Ender themselves and be granted another chance at mortality."

Scrubbing or picking at your arm did nothing, so onwards you went walking along the forest to what you remember being a bustling "community".

Each mound of dirt you saw only brought memories of your death, of the place and people who sought to treat you like you were disposable. And now that you’re alive, you hate that they technically ended up being right. Your death; alone in a forest. Running away from the unexpected attacker, ashamed and too prideful to die in the prying eyes of your enemies. It fills you with rage, all the lives taken by your hands and for what? You weren’t overreacting, you knew that for sure. And before you knew it, you stole some fresh flint and steel from a random chest and got to work. 

You had always wanted to touch the fires you set. The soothing feeling you got from watching wood burn to char and ashes satisfied you. And it made it all the more euphoric to know it was trees of your manipulator's land. Running across the land, with flames as far as you could see when you looked behind you. The heat swirled around your neck and went into your nose, but the feeling was muscle memory at that point. You were still riding your high when a voice reached out to you, luckily when you were finally calm.

"What- Y/n? Hold on, is that really you Y/n..?"

You spin on your heels to the familiar manipulative British voice of a person you haven't seen in a long time. 

"Wilbur?! Man, I haven't seen another person's face other than those two addicts in a while- you look different." 

His eyes much like yours are sunken deep into his skull, purple-pink bags under his eyes and dull skin. Wilburs shocked lips fade into an opened mouth smile when he walks up to you with his hands momentarily confused on what they should do. Eventually, his right hand settles on clasping your left shoulder, giving it a friendly squeeze.

“Y/n it is so good to see you! You look quite different yourself, wouldn’t you think-? Oh, look! We’re matching!”

The grey streak in your hair seems to make another appearance when Wilbur briefly smacks it with his middle and pointer finger. 

“Ay, it’s nice to see you too Wil, but back up for a second alright? I've got something to ask you by the way…”

Wilburs head peaks in interest, urging you to go on.

“I’m guessing that little streak in your hair wasn’t a fashion choice- and if it was it’s a bit strange- but how’d you get it? You died when you blew up L’manburg! I mean c'mon, people don’t just, well…REVIVE!”

He starts to walk. You aren’t quite sure where, but stumbling along with Wilbur while his arm is draped lazily atop your shoulders seems to suffice. 

“Ahh Y/n, you’d be surprised. The most WONDERFUL thing happened, actually! Years and years in my hell of a train station; do you know who was at the subway door when it finally opened, Y/n? Dream!”

“Wh- Dream?!”

Appalled, you try to stop in your tracks but fail when wilburs arm is still pushing forward. His storytelling voice dies down to curiosity and excitement.

“Wait, did he save you too? He did, didn’t he? Oh, this is wonderful!”

Wilbur emits eagerism and you suddenly realize what you could do with his desperacy to be socially accepted. Putting on the most exaggerated and animated voice, you speak. 

“Oh my god yeah! Gosh, that Dream guy is my hero! Thanks to him, I get to have another chance at living again, and isn’t that just…swell.”

In all honesty you didn’t really try hard to sound sincere but by the look of Wilbur, it seemed to work just fine. 

“Right?! I’ve been meaning to visit him in the prison if you’d like to tag along with me the day I go? I’m sure he’d love to see you, since he revived you and all.”

Oh, you were sure Dream wanted to see you. He wants a boon- a trade. Why else would he revive two of the most historically significant people on the server if not to make some sort of deal with them? Sure, Wilbur is as gullible and carefree as ever but you at least still had scraps of mental stability and level-headedness that made you all the more a force to be reckoned with. Not to mention Wilbur doesn’t know that Dream killed you, but telling him that now would blow your act. You decide to keep your thoughts to yourself.

“Yeahh, sure! I’d love to go, just tell me when.”

And that’s the end of that conversation. The two of you walk to wherever Wilbur is going. It honestly surprised you how he couldn’t see through your apathy. From what you remembered, he was keen on being wise about people and their intentions but you guess years and years in hell do things to a person.

Somehow, you’re stuck in your mind for long enough that only now do you feel the sharp winter air making the hairs on your arms and legs stand straight up. 

“Wait, snow?”

The tundra was a drastic contrast to the void you were once in with schlatt and Mexican Dream. Instead of black as far as you could see, it was a blinding powdery white. 

‘Mexican Dream would’ve liked it here, probably would have tried to snort the snow like coke.’

You weren’t built for the snow, though. Hell- you didn’t even have a memory of anyone living in a tundra when you were alive! Why was Wilbur even in the tundra? You didn’t have the energy to ask, still feeling brittle and tired, back aching from laying on the dry dirt longer than expected earlier. 

“Yeah, just figured I’d show you around! Plus I already need to grab a couple things from an ender chest and this was the closest by. I’m a very busy man, after all.”

But why were there so many footprints in the snow? As far as you knew, Wilbur was the only one who lived out in the tundra- and he didn’t seem like the active type at all. There were strange shapes as well, large hooved footprints. However, all thinking comes to a halt at the same time Wilbur does.

“We’re here! You might see some familiar faces cause I live with people.”

Well, that answers the footsteps as well as the tall red-caped piglin hybrid giving leftover bones and raw meat to a polar bear.

“TECHNO! TECHNO, HEY!”

He tenses up for a second, you could tell he wanted to be left alone but that didn’t really bother Wilbur. But you recognize him. The name and the apparel- that guy is Technoblade. The same Technoblade who stood by your side while the two of you blew L’manburg up for the last time, and now the Technoblade who resides in a cottage shrouded in snow.

“Technoblade?!”

Hearing your voice being carried by the crisp winter air, he turns around immediately to see you and Wilbur a few feet away. Techno stood there dumbfounded, but he didn’t know why. He wasn’t particularly joyed or ecstatic to see you, but he was at the very least happy to see an old ally back. 

“Y/n? Oh my god, now we’ve got TWO of you? We don’t have room for another one, alright?”

For some it might be hard to see the meaning behind his words. Luckily you’ve talked to him enough to where you can tell he’s being playful.

“Don’t worry, I’ll just build directly on top of your house. Besides, who WOULDN'T want to be near me 24-7?”

“Me-“

“Oh f*ck off.”

You would’ve thought that that was Wilbur due to the similar accent, but there was something off. The slight gruffness and age, yet still succeeding in sounding mellow.

“Phil! How’s my favorite old bird doing?”

He gives you a face. Not a happy one like you expected, rather a face that says ‘really?’ Probably because of the old comment. The two of you briefly hug, Phil’s tattered wings stretching out slightly.

“I’m doing alright, are you okay? Here, would you like to come in? It’s pretty cold outside, you probably haven’t seen snow in a couple years.”

He wasn’t wrong after all. You were freezing your toes off and were itching for lemon tea. The kind Phil used to make when he, Technoblade and Dream discussed plans on destroying L’manburg. Ah, the good ol days…

“Of course! We’ve got a lot to talk about- you still have that old chess board?”

“Yes, but first you have some explaining to do about the fire over in that tree, Y/n. You just got back and you’re already burning down forests?!”

“Did someone say fire?”

Techno has an eager stride in his step once he also looks back to see the raging lights of orange and red in the nearby forest.

“Don’t worry Phil! It’s just- ahh, a controlled burn..?”

Your tone of voice is unsure when a black crow shoots down from the sky into the snow in front of you. It’s left wing is charred and has smoke dancing from the burn. Philza looks at you with a stern glare.

“Oh my f*cking god…that’s it! We’re all going inside now, you too Techno. I don’t want you and Y/n going on a rampage.”

[stellar-imagines]

SCENARIO REQUEST: ❝stupid rumour.❞

[ Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia ] [ Characters: Bakugou Katsuki ]

「 Bakugou who has a crush on you ― the transfer student who has trouble speaking and writing Japanese but can understand the language He helps you on your language skills and develops a crush on you. Then you heard rumours of Bakugou liking Uraraka and you started become distant.」

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

"I thought I told how to do this one so many times and how did you manage to fuck it up?" Bakugou groaned, looking through your midterm paper.

"I'm really trying my best but kanji is just no good for me alright?" you grumbled, snatching the paper from his hands. It was quite embarrassing to be struggling with Japanese literature and other subjects.

Sure you were born and raised in Japan but due to some business issues, your family had to move to [Preferred Country]. And to be honest, you spent most of your life in [Preferred Country] instead of Japan so you weren't really familiar with kanji at all. It wasn't only kanji, its just the Japanese language in general. You didn't have much problems talking but when it comes to reading and writing, it was a problem so when it comes to studying, you were in big trouble. You have been whining about failing your tests and Bakugou — who happened to be your personal tutor. He got tired of your whining and decided to help you in hopes of making you shut up.

You can't really tell why Bakugou decided to help you in the first place. The two of you never got along that well to begin with. The ash blonde was very competitive by nature and when you showed promise during training, he seemed to have made you his target somehow. Bakugou never actually cared about the people in the class but you were different somehow. He was always easy to rile up and you enjoy messing around with him sometimes. It was almost safe to say that you spend most of your time with him. 

Since the day you transferred into UA, you struggled with your studies. Kanji now appeared to be an alien language to you and during tests, you struggled to understand the question. Bakugou picks up the scattered paper on your desk one by one, skimming through your mistakes and assessing your performance. You didn’t do that bad and only failed Japanese History and Literature. Your scores were really low and it barely hit the passing mark. 

Sometimes you like to think that you and Bakugou had something special but you're just a transfer student. Bakugou and Uraraka probably have a relationship that you could never understand. He respects Uraraka's strength after that one incident during the Sports Festival tournament. You stared at the two who happened to be queueing for lunch, having a conversation that you can't hear from where you were sitting. After a while, you took your eyes off them and sipped your drink.

"Do you think he likes her, [First Name]?"

"I'm sorry what?" you blinked, turning your attention towards Hagakure who sat across you.

"I'm talking about Ochaco-chan and Bakugou-kun!" the invisible girl gushed, her sleeves waving about to show her excitement. You blinked a couple of times, unable to process. Judging from her tone, you assumed that she thought you understood what was going on between the two. However, that wasn't the case, you yourself are clueless.

"But [First Name]-chan and Bakugou-kun are close in their own way too! Something going on between the two of you?" Ashido who was sitting next to you decided to direct the topic towards you instead.

"Nothing is going on between us. In fact, I think at some point he's gonna stop teaching me because of how I always disturb him." you muttered with a chuckle.

"Typical Bakugou. You can still join our studying sessions if you want. My offer still stands." Yaoyorozu smiled gently. You shook your head in response and gave the same answer as you did when the black haired girl proposed the idea to you.

Originally, it was Aizawa who forced Bakugou to tutor you in the first place. You had failed your tests miserably at first and your homeroom teacher seemed to notice that you struggled with communication sometimes. And Aizawa had this crazy idea to assign Bakugou to tutor you. He had hoped that the ash blonde will grow to become more social and cooperative. Honestly, you thought that it was such a bad idea at first. Bakugou was very rough with his words, impatient and is short tempered. You've tried to be nice and dismiss his behavior but at some point you just found him very amusing. You weren't sure if the two of you actually got along well or not.

However, you like to think that you both are actually on good terms. Even though he gets frustrated whenever you struggle to solve a question, he would leave you alone and give you pointers. He also likes to reward you with small treats like your favorite snacks and drinks. Bakugou also pays attention to your behavior a lot. Since the two of you are always studying everyday after school, there will be times where you will be so worn out from training. If that's the case, Bakugou will go easier on you.

"I've heard from someone that Bakugou has feelings for her since first year." Hagakure whispered as she saw Uraraka approach the table. The conversation was cut short when your brown haired friend arrived at the table with her pork katsu don. She looked between everyone, wondering why you all grew silent all of a sudden.

"What were you guys talking about?" she asked, taking a seat next to you. Acting completely natural like a smartass you were, you decided to just continue eating your lunch as if you were never a part of the conversation to begin with.

"We were talking about how there's this rumour of Bakugou having a crush on you since first year." Ashido chirped. Uraraka let out a noise akin to surprise before waving her hands defensively.

"Wh-Wha!? That's not possible!" she said quickly before glancing over at the ash blonde and then towards you.

"Why not?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"W-Well, that's because....." the girl seemed a bit nervous and you see her glancing at Bakugou a couple of times.

You rested your elbow on the table, letting out a knowing hum. It didn't take long for you to get the hint that Uraraka might actually reciprocate his feelings. A small frown was etched on your face as you looked away from the girl seated next to you. Bakugou would never just suddenly stop to stare at someone, especially knowing that he can be caught staring. It was just as you had suspected earlier. 'To think that I thought there's something special between me and Bakugou.' you thought to yourself, keeping yourself out of the conversation while the girls teased Uraraka for getting so defensive.

The next day, Bakugou was packing his things and thinking ahead. He could already hear you grumbling something to yourself as you cleared your own desk, preparing to head back. There was a homework assigned to everyone and you will — for sure — be begging him to help you with it, even though its due in 2 weeks and you have plenty of time. Just as he was about to call out your name, Kaminari and Kirishima approached his desk.

“Hey Bakugou! Some of us are planning to go watch a movie after school, want to join?" Kirishima asked. Bakugou raised an eyebrow at this, looking slightly annoyed.

"Why would I wanna go with you extras?" the ash blonde grumbled.

"Because it will be fun! Everyone is coming right?" Kaminari turned towards the group of girls that has gathered around your desk.

"Yeah, most of us are!" Ashido chirped happily. 

"Come on Bakugou-kun! I think its a great opportunity for you and [First Name]-chan to take a break once in a while. And besides, she's been looking forward to this movie." Uraraka told the ash blonde.

Bakugou glanced over at you, seeing that you were somewhat looking forward to relax today. It was Friday, and probably the best day to take a break from all that studying. The ash blonde had been pushing you a bit too hard and maybe this is his chance. Bakugou reluctantly agreed but not before telling them to not chose some stupid movie. He shook his head, telling himself that he's not doing this just because he thinks that you deserve a break and that he likes you or anything. Just as he finished packing, he looked over towards you, seeing Hagakure approach your table with a skip.

"[First Name], let's go watch a movie! Even Bakugou is joining! Ochaco-chan just invited him." she exclaimed, motioning to the ash blonde who glared back at her. Your excitement died down a bit, glancing between your invisible friend and Bakugou.

"Um, I think I will pass! I think I'm gonna start with that homework we're given, it's gonna take me a while to finish that after all." you said, quickly gathering your items.

Seeing you leave the class quickly made him confused. Uraraka muttered about how weird it was for you to skip out on going out, especially knowing that you were all going to go watch a movie that you have been looking forward to for so long. Bakugou decided that it was not worth his time to think too much into it and leave you be. He's not your babysitter and it doesn't matter to him what you do anyways. All while he was watching movie, he was thinking about how you should've been here watching the movie.

Just when he thought your behavior on that day was only you not being your normal self ― you did something that he had never expected before. It happened on the day after the movies. He had already expected you to be knocking onto his door and begging him to explain to you about all the homeworks that were given and about that Science quiz on Monday. Sure you came to his room with a handful of your notes and textbooks ― like usual. Your hair was slightly messy from hurrying to meet up with him at the same time ― like usual. It was nothing out of the ordinary, something you both were accustomed to. You always came late, looking like you just rolled off the bed and went straight here.

It was the same old routine until he heard those words.

"Sorry Bakugou! I'm going to be studying with Momo-chan today, she's offered to partner up for the Japanese History project." you announced.

"Hah?" was all Bakugou could only respond with. He was confused. Normally, you would be begging him to become your partner because you're so used to him. What has changed in you?

"Also.....she offered to help me with my studies so you don't have to waste your time on me anymore. Thanks, Bakugou. I won't be bothering you starting from today onwards." you bowed and quickly left him behind.

'Whatever, I don't care.' was what Bakugou said to himself.

There was so much that he wanted to tell you. But he made no effort to call out to you as you hurriedly made a run for it to the elevator. He shouldn't be bothered by this so much. After all, he was only teaching you because Aizawa told him to. The ash blonde told himself that over and over but he couldn't help but longingly stare at your back as you ran away from him as if he was the plague. 'There's no turning back on this. I made up my mind to not be a burden anymore!’ you told yourself. From that point on, you made it a goal to not interact with Bakugou at all.

He was already confused to why you decided to have him to stop tutoring you in the first place. Bakugou didn't seem to bothered by it that much but it did make a lot of people ask him about what happened between the two of you. The two of you were normally seen together most of time and to see you both on your own is just weird. You were now spending time with the girls most of the time and instead of Bakugou, you had moved on to asking other people to assist you with homework.

He wasn't going to lie but the thought of you running to others and asking for help didn't sit well with him.

Today after school, you were seen in the common area doing your homework together with Yaoyorozu. Bakugou had went down from his room to get himself a drink. Now that he doesn't have to teach you anymore, he was much more free. He could finish his homework much faster than usual. Bakugou watched as you grinned happily after being praised for getting some work done. On his way to the kitchen, he passed by Kirishima who looked like he was taking a break from his own studying. 

"Hey, did you two have an argument or something?" Kirishima asked Bakugou who had opened the fridge to get his drink.

"Hah? What you on about?"

"I'm talking about [First Name]. All of a sudden you stopped partnering with her and tutoring her." the red haired mentioned as he looked over at you.

"Why should I care what she does anyway? She's not my girlfriend!" he said, glancing at you in hopes that you did not hear him at all. Lucky for him, you were too immersed in the conversation that you were having with your partner to even care about what was going on in the kitchen.

"But don't you both like each other or something?"

"Who said that!?"

"It's pretty obvious, bro."

Bakugou really doesn't want to admit it but he really likes you ― a bit too much that its starting to get obvious. He was now starting to get worried that you might catch on to his feelings. He looked at you for a moment, watching as you worked on a few tough questions, eyes narrowed at the book in front of you. It was a habit that he learned after being with you for so long and he never said it out loud but you look very cute like that. After a while, Midoriya and Uraraka joined you and Yaoyorozu. Bakugou's eyes narrowed at Midoriya who was helping you with some of the questions.

That should've been him! ― was what he told himself. 

Little did he know, you heard the commotion in the kitchen. Though whatever Kirishima and Bakugou was talking about was unknown to you, you could feel them looking at you. Shaking your head in response, you reminded yourself that you vowed to not get in Bakugou's way anymore. When Midoriya and Uraraka joined your study session, you decided to just focus on your homework now. You can’t lie about the fact that you missed Bakugou’s company. Even though he was always impatient and complaining about how slow you are, he never once left you on your own. Not to mention, he was surprisingly a great teacher.

The Bakusquad ― Bakugou never really liked and approval of that name ― were hanging out in the common area. Bakugou was here against his will, dragged by Kirishima and Kaminari who wanted to play some games together. At the dining table, a few students from Class 1-A were gathered around sharing some treats while the Bakusquad played some games by the couch. Bakugou was seated on one end of the two seater sofa, mindlessly scrolling through his phone and rethinking his life choices.

"There was this rumour that you like Uraraka or something." Kirishima mused while he looked through his phone.

"What?" Kaminari suddenly perked up, drawing his attention away from the video game.

"Hah?" Bakugou raised an eyebrow.

”I’m talking about Bakubro here!” the red head male spoke a bit louder to gain the other boys’ attention.

”Oh now that you mention it, I remember! There was this rumour going on about Bakugou liking Uraraka or something.” Sero piped up, not drawing his eyes away from the game he was playing against Kaminari.

“I thought Bakugou was dating [Last Name] already.” Kaminari pointed out.

”I know right?! I know they both like each other but are afraid to admit it.” Kirishima added in with a triumphant smile.

“No one fucking said that.” Bakugou glared at the boys who began to give him the looks.

”Come on, you were so overprotective of her at that one time when we studied in the library together!” Kirishima started, now his posture upright and eyes filled with determination.

”Oh right! When there were these random people hitting on her, you sure told them off!” Kaminari added to Kirishima’s anecdote.

”But there seems to be some tension between the two of you right now.” the blonde hummed, pausing the game to turn his attention to the conversation.

It took him that conversation to actually realize how much your ignorance has affected him. Not only did you decide not to ask for his help anymore, but you made it your mission to avoid him at all costs. You avoided sitting with him during lunch, not partnering up with him during hero training and clearly turning down invites from your friends whenever you hear that Bakugou will be joining as well. He had confronted you in front of everyone, demanding you to meet up with him. 

And of course, it was hard to run away when he asked you right in front of everyone. The only solution Bakugou came up to get you back and clear this up was to confess his undying love to you. 

You were really nervous to talk to him and for some reason, you had a feeling that you were going to have your heart broken. Bakugou, by all means, isn't oblivious and notices a lot of things around you. So it was no surprise that he realized that something is up with you and that you are ignoring him. He probably has figured out the reason behind you avoiding him already. And you couldn't help but think your reason was really dumb.

“Look, I have no idea what you’re telling but let me just say this.” you started it first, as you don’t wanna regret not saying anything any sooner.

”But I want to tell you that I don’t want to get in your way anymore. And I approve if you want to date Ochaco-chan." you were fiddling with your fingers. So you were aware of this rumour but never made the move to ask Bakugou himself if this was true and decided to just blindly believe in some stupid rumour that some random extra had spread. Bakugou almost wanted to strangle whoever did this because it gave you stupid ideas.

"You are a fucking idiot for believing in some extra's words instead of asking me. Why the hell did you avoid me instead of confront me about the rumours, hah?" the ash blonde was trying his best to remain calm and patient.

"Because.....I was afraid that those rumours are true." you admitted.

"And I'm here to tell you that its not fucking true. Round Face is madly in love with fucking Deku and she's not even trying to hide it. Everyone fucking knows that." he told you.

"So you don't like her?" you asked.

"Stop doubting my words." he flicked your forehead. You shut your eyes and rubbed at the sore spot, muttering a few words about how unnecessary that forehead flick was. Seeing how you looked very unconvinced with his words, his hands squeezed your cheeks together and forced you to make eye contact with him.

"Listen to me, you little shit. I am going to say this once and I am not going to repeat this. Because I have no fucking idea why you are so blind to all of this. You can be dumb at lot of things and frankly, I'm glad that you are." he sighed and you let out a gasp, offended by his words.

"Hey, I'm not dumb―" he cuts you off by squeezing your cheeks to the point where your words were all muffled.

"You're so helpless in your studies without me, its like you can't live without me. But it makes me feel special because you never ask someone else for help and always look for me. Even though you're shit at your studies, you have a really freaking strong quirk. You can be so fucking annoying and drive me insane sometimes but goddamn, how can you be so fucking adorable at the same time?" Bakugou started to get a bit frustrated now and he almost couldn't believe the words he was saying right now. 

You reached to grab his hands and pried them off your face to allow yourself to speak.

"I am not going to listen to you do this any further―"

Once again, Bakugou cuts you off by leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips. You were startled but after a brief seconds, you started to kiss him back. It's what you imagined it to be like, sweet yet fiery at the same time. You melt into the kiss, lifting a hand to cup his cheek while he cards his hand through your hair. You were the one to pull away first, taking a deep breath and you held your gaze. Bakugou looks oddly calm but you could see the red tint on your cheeks that was starting to reach the tips of his ears.

"You're red."

"Oh shut up, you're ruining the fucking mood."

Total: 3593 words Published: 07.06.2021

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