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stickytrigger69 · 10 months ago

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ooo could we get a thing with subby tfp starscream being kind of a brat with a mech reader? i imagine his wings are sensitive, so reader rubs them while he teases his spike at screamer’s entrance, that kinda thing,,, throw a “good boy” in there too please? thank you!!!

TFP Starscream x Mech Reader

Mech reader

Submissive Starscream, Dominant Reader

NSFW, minors dni

(A/N) I accidentally posted before I even started, so I did start it but then my phone turned off and lost all of the fucking progress, I feel like that picture of pepe pulling at his eyelids. (yes I wrote it all while at work)

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"The audacity! How dare he!" Staracream grumbles, pacing back and forth like a caged mechanimal, "He can't do that to me, be that way with ME?! of all mechs on the ship." His small servos wave around in the air, the even smaller object in his servo makes you a little nervous. You've been watching him for the past 5 minutes, at the least, trying to make sure he doesn't hurt himself in the middle of his hissy fit.

"Darling?" You try getting his attention.

"I'm his most valuable, his second hand mech." He stomps past you, then turns on his heel to go back around.

"Darling, sweetspark." You speak softly and affectionately, you know hes frustrated so you're treading as lightly as possible.

"Ugghhh, it's not fair!!" He cries and turns to face you, throwing the object in your direction. Without thinking, you swat it away before it can touch you, and within seconds, you're standing in front of him, his wrist in your large servo. "Ah, let go of me!" He starts pulling against you, but you don't budge.

"No, you're misbehaving." You say simply, looking at him voidly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to throw it at you, I'm just so-" He scrambles to apologize.

"Frustrated, I know darling, but," you grab his chin and make him look in your optics, "That's no excuse for your bad behavior. I think you need to be punished." You peck his derma gently. He shivers, and that's all you need to begin picking him up and pulling him flush to your frame. A deep kiss has him relax, and a smack to his faceplate alerts him again of the trouble he's in.

"But I..." You shush him, making him gasp and swallow his words.

"If you're a good boy, I'll be nice." You promise, which makes his optics sparkle almost. "Will you be a good boy for me?" He nods. "Then show me, baby." You set him down, and without another word or thought, he gets on his knees and prods gently at your panel until it opens. Your spike has begun to pressurize, but not completely, so when he starts touching you and licking and sucking and nipping at it, the brighter the biolights glow, and the bigger it pressurizes. You let him do his job until you hear his panel pop as well. "Alright, come here."

He stands in front of you for a deep kiss. You start fiddling with his wings, rubbing and circling the bumps and crevices, occasionally making him moan into your mouth. He grinds his hips forward, valve aching for your spike and dripping with sweet fluid. "Please." He pleads between a kiss

"Please, what baby boy?" You ask, tugging and pinching lightly at his sensitive wings.

With a moan, he answers breathlessly, "Frag me already, please, Daddy." He grinds his hips into the air again. With one thought in your processor, you lay him on the berth. His servos hold onto your neck, playing with the cables while you stare at him. Admiring your beautiful mate. With a servo on the side of his faceplate and the other on his wing, you start prodding the head of your spike at his entrance.

"You're so beautiful, my good boy." With a sweet kiss, you thrust fast and hard into his tight valve. He moans into the kiss again, this time louder. "Good boy." You sit up on your knees and look down at him. He already looks spent, but there's so much more ahead of him. Your left servo takes hold of his throat, and you start pounding unto his valve. He holds his legs up for you like you've taught him. "Such a good boy." You grunt and groan into the air. His valve is so tight and wet.

After a few hours of non-stop fragging, you sit at the edge of the berth, Starscream lying in the middle of it, sprawled out. Transfluid pooling out from his valve. You're reading more mission briefs. At least you had the chance to clear your processor before you had work to do. You stand, stretch, and sigh. You look down at your lover, so soft and sweet, misunderstood and mistreated. It makes your tanks churn and spark ignite.

Starscream wakes up to incessant pings. He sits up clean and refreshed, oh he needed that spike more than he thought, but the more he thinks, the more he wants. His panel pops open again, "Scrap!"

#tfp #transforemers #transformers #tf #maccadam #macadam #macaddam #transformers prime #cybertronian reader #cybertonian reader #tfp starscream #tfp starscream x reader #cybertronian male reader #male reader #male reader insert #mech reader #starscream #starscream tfp #tf starscream

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harryforvogue · 11 months ago

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Part One | Chapter Three: Harry

London, England

December 1915

Christmas at the Styles' is quite different from how it is back home in Champagne. Having been brought up there in near isolation, being surrounded by so many unfamiliar faces can be quite frightening, and while I've decided to stay close to my friend for most of the morning, she's a socialite who insists on introducing me to everyone she sees and then disappearing for hours. She has a very big family and more people have gathered in this tight house than I've ever seen in my own home.

My friend, Thea, is the eldest daughter of the family I'm staying with for Christmas break. She's the only name I have remembered so far, but I'm sure when we're all a bit sober, I'll be able to recall and put names to faces.

People are still arriving, even though it's 9 in the evening. As I look around, holding a glass of wine to my lips, I notice that there are no signs of this party stopping anytime soon. While I'm growing tired by the second, it seems like this family is going to stay awake to see 1916 happen, and when they all kiss each other at midnight, they'll fall asleep as well. There are still 6 days until the New Year, but this family is certainly laughing and drinking as if it's their last month.

I drink as much as the average person does, having given into the invitations with some of Thea's older cousins. I find myself a bit tipsy, accidentally bumping into the corners of tables and chairs and laughing strangers as I find a place to sit. Most parties back at home aren't this lively, which comes as a shock to the English people I've stayed with because we seem to give off the impression as being well balanced in our daily and nightlife. That may be a part of French culture that I'm not all that familiar with because it's not how I was raised.

I was raised by my parents to be proper and courteous and docile even when I wanted to throw a tantrum and get my way. The first lesson I received was that things won't always go my way and it's my right to be the bigger person and accept it. Parties meant drinking and loud brash comments one could not take back.

But I am not that person who is proper and courteous, no matter how much it was drilled into me. I get angry easily, despite my better judgement, and I'm not often a good conversationalist.

I feel out of place right now. Thea is nowhere to be seen, so I sit down in the family room and watch the relatives hang by the fire, drinking and having a wonderful time. The small prick of tiredness has begun to grow and soon I find myself nearly fallen over, asleep.

When I'm very tired, I become a bit delirious. I'll hear ringing in my ears and stiffen as I fall asleep, and perhaps that's why I don't notice the person beside me. The room spins until I find the magnetic center, falling towards it. My temple hurts from the hard object poking at my temple, but it's support, regardless of how uncomfortable. The hum of busy people becomes a white noise, my brain shutting off, everything coming to a rest.

Suddenly, there's a voice, just a small murmur in my ear. The cracking of the fire nearly draws me back to the warm sleep I so desperately try to accept, but then the hard person nudges me. Forcing myself into an upright position, I open my mouth to apologize to whoever I've fallen on.

"It's fine," the drowsy voice says. "I was just making sure you're alright. Don't know what to do when people pass out, that's all."

My vision focuses on a man about my age with thick brown curls falling into his eyes, an amused expression on his face. His eyes, however, are just as tired as mine, a light green shade that reflects that orange flames from the fire.

"Sorry," I mutter, dragging my hand under my mouth because I've been one to accidentally drool in my sleep. "I just nodded off."

The man hums, raising his glass to the stairs. "Have you been given a room yet?"

"Yes. It's just that I don't want to be rude and head upstairs early." I put distance between us, scooting away. "Sorry, I just landed on you."

He ignores my embarrassed apology for a second time. "I can tell them to keep it down if you want to head to bed. It's not a big deal," the stranger offers with a new concerned expression. "You're Thea's guest, right? I'm sure they'll want you to sleep well after your travels."

I shake my head, looking back at the fire to wake myself up from the bright light. "Oh, no. That's alright. I'll just be up until they sleep."

The man leans in a bit. "Are you sure? It's not a big deal."

"It's alright." I pause, glancing over my shoulder. Sleep fogs my memory and my reactions are late. "Sorry, how do you know I'm Thea's guest? Everyone here is a guest."

With a quirk of his brow, the man says, "Right, well, it's just that I know everyone here except you, and you're the only one here speaking like... that."

I look back to the bright flames. "I see. I'm working on it but it's nice to know my efforts are failing."

"Trying to lose the accent?" the stranger asks, concerned once more. "Why? It's quite nice to hear something different."

The drowsiness is causing me to complain to a stranger. I barely register my shoulders shrugging and my mouth opening to speak again. The lightheadedness settles in, eyes defocusing despite the brightness of the flames. "People say they can't understand me. Leads to them not taking me seriously."

From the corner of my eye, I see the stranger sit back against his seat and shrug his own shoulders. "I understand you just fine. And I'm taking this conversation quite seriously even though you're nodding off as I continue."

I sigh, pressing a palm to my eye. "Sorry. Your voice is just... it's putting me to sleep."

Knowing I've said the wrong thing, the stranger and I sit in silence. A moment passes and he says, "What's your name?"

"Annaliese. It's nice to meet you."

The man laughs quietly, causing me to divert my attention back to him. As my eyelids grow heavy, my vision swims a bit, and I'm suddenly unsure if I'm dreaming or just that lightheaded. "Why are you laughing?"

"Well," he says casually, throwing an arm over the backside of the couch, showing off a pair of dimples. "You're saying it's nice to meet me but I haven't even told you my name."

I tilt my head back as it suddenly feels too heavy for me to hold upright. His voice sounds far away. "What's your name?" I hear myself asking. I have asked this question to at least fifty people today and I will not remember his, but I have to be friendly to all of Thea's guests.

The smile is evident in his voice. "How about I tell you tomorrow, so you'll actually remember it?"

"Sounds like an excellent idea."

The silence returns and I blink my eyes to keep myself awake, but the final nail on the head is when the man beside me stands up and holds his hand out. I don't know him, but he looks warm and inviting, so I put my hand in his. He hoists me up. My body leans on him for support unintentionally, however, he doesn't seem to mind except when he has to walk me up the stairs. There, he struggles a bit, and if I were in my right mind, I'd help him.

Lightheaded and dizzy, I'm willing to go anywhere, as long as I'm half carried like this. In a sober and less tired state, I'd be mortified, but I can't be bothered to lift a single foot until he murmurs in my ear that I must if I'm going to make it safely. Safely? Where are we going that the journey is expected to be dangerous? I want to ask, but it's in that exact moment that we stop. He pushes open a door for me and sits me down on the bed.

"Oh," I whisper. "It's my room."

The stranger laughs. "Glad I got it right. I'll tell them to keep it down. You get some rest." I need to change out of my clothes, but he lingers for a bit. "Are you alright?"

"So tired."

"Right. Well. Goodnight."

I think he smiles at me.

"You don't need to tell them to keep it down. The way I'm about to sleep, not even a gunshot will wake me up."

The stranger's footsteps are heavy as he walks away from me, closing the door until it's almost shut. The final thing I remember is his voice assuring me, "I'm sure nobody will be firing any guns tonight."

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Apparently, I can't handle my alcohol well because everyone is chirpy in the morning while I cradle my head at the dining table, letting Thea laugh and poke me. I want nothing more but to head back to bed, but the family woke up early and began making a ruckus. I had fallen asleep in my clothes and they irritated me too much for me to sleep in.

I'm massaging my own head when a cup of coffee is put in front of me, and then the seat across from mine is taken by the man I vaguely remember from last night. He looks far more refreshed than me, light eyes awake and alert. He nods at the drink.

"It'll help."

I frown down at it, wrapping my hands around the mug. It smells lovely, but a bit too strong for my taste. Sipping cautiously at the bitter coffee, I peer at the man, tilting my head. He looks at me over his mug too, though from the movement of his throat, I can tell he's not taking small sips like me, but somewhat bigger gulps. Freshly showered and shaved, he looks handsome in his regular shirt and trousers, crossing one leg over the other comfortably.

"Harry," he says when he puts the mug back on the table. "We met last night when you were pissed."

"I wasn't pissed," I protest, putting my mug down as well, keeping my hands around it. The warmth causes goosebumps to rise on my arms. "I was just sleep deprived."

"Of course. My mistake. Did you sleep well?"

"I did."

He nods. "Good."

Thea returns to the table with a bowl of fruits, stabbing her fork into an apple slice. "You came home late last night," she tells Harry as she chews. "Mum said you'd be home by afternoon."

"I was visiting someone on the way."

Thea's eyes shine. "The girl you're seeing?"

Harry's eyebrows raise and he leans in with narrowed eyes. "How do you know about her?"

"Everyone knows. You think you can sneak off and go on dates and just expect us to stay in the dark?"

"I thought putting a few miles between myself and this house would give me the ability to breathe a bit better, but of course, I was wrong."

Thea bites into her apple. "When are you not wrong?"

I finally piece it together. This is Thea's brother, Harry, who goes to Kings College. He's graduating this spring. As if he knows I'm thinking about him, he looks over at me and says, "I thought Annaliese was going to be here a bit later? You said the 27th."

He's talking as if I'm not here. Having dealt with this before, I sit up straighter and answer for Thea. After all, he's speaking about me, not her. "Found no reason to do Christmas alone."

He nods as he takes a sip. "It's just that you've taken my room."

It makes sense. I couldn't figure out for the life of me why the guest room had a closet filled with men's clothing and professional attire. "I won't touch anything," I tell him honestly.

The amused expression that frequently finds its way onto his face returns, this time his eyes shining as well. Thea's audible chewing serves as a background noise as I lean in to listen to him when he speaks. The kitchen is filling up and the Styles family can be quite loud.

He doesn't answer my promise, instead saying, "Is there a nickname I can use for you? Annaliese is quite mouthful."

At that moment, I forget all my manners and the etiquettes I've been taught by my parents and the years of private schooling. This is a question I've heard too many times, and it irritates me to no end when I have to answer politely, providing them with any nickname, such as Ann or Annie. Perhaps it's my hangover mind that rejects all notions of politeness, but I suddenly can't take this question anymore. With my arms crossed over my stomach, I tell him, "No. It's either Annaliese, or it's nothing."

A smile spreads across his face. "But I cannot pronounce it right."

Thea is called by her mother to help in the kitchen. She leaves before I can answer her brother.

I say, "I'd like you to try pronouncing it correctly. That would make me happy."

"But I can't."

"Figure out how to pronounce it correctly."

"Is it German or French?"

"Both."

"Hmm," he says thoughtfully. "Alright. I'll just have to say your name frequently in order to get it right."

"It's really not that difficult."

Harry tilts his head and then stands up, neatly pushing his chair back in. "I'd still like to practice." My eyes don't follow him as he walks away. I can't help but be intrigued by the conversation, eager to hear from him again.

At least my mom was right about one thing. Drunk men are vastly different from their sober selves.

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I continue to see glimpses of Harry as the nights go by because gatherings are held nearly every night. They go well into the morning and most people don't get to their beds until 3 in the morning. I am not one of these people. The Christmas carols have stopped and now the relatives of the family I'm staying with have turned to bellowing songs about the New Year. I don't know any of them.

I learn that Harry can be social when he wants to and that he loves telling stories about people he's met. He's very hard to avoid. It's also very hard to get him to stay quiet for long. The man loves to talk about anything and everything. He has an opinion for everything so getting sucked into an argument is very possible.

Harry and I have been talking more. I learn about how his dream job is to teach history while working with historians when he has spare time. He particular loves learning about ancient cities and ruins. Harry has a lot of opinions, but he also has a lot of facts. He's an intelligent man.

Aside from that, Harry's also very attractive. I don't become used to his looks for a while, my cheeks burning when I catch his eye from across the room or when he sends me that ridiculously attractive smile after he's decided he's won during a heated conversation between us.

I can't help the slight jump of my heart when I see him throughout the day and I've become excited to witness the next party even though I usually wouldn't have. He's charming, to say the least. How cliche is it for me to have a crush on my best friend's brother?

Harry's the life of the party every night. But he's also dead tired like Thea and I every single night.

It's New Year's Eve. Thea is nearly asleep next to me. Harry too, on the other side.

Finally, Thea decides to get up and head to her room, mumbling something about sleeping like the dead. Harry and I are left on the same couch once more, eyelids heavy.

"You can fall asleep on me again if you want," Harry murmurs, a deep sound vibrating from his throat that makes me want to take up on his offer. "Annaliese."

I glance at him. "Yes?"

"Nothing. Was just testing your name to make sure I got it right. Did I?"

"You did," I tell him, desperately trying to force my voice to stop being so high pitched. "I'm beginning to think you were just faking not saying it correctly. You're funny."

"I have been known for being quite a funny guy."

"Only when you're drunk maybe."

"What am I like when I'm not drunk?"

"I don't know. Maybe we should talk when you're not drunk."

He laughs and leans in. "I'm rarely ever drunk, Annaliese. What you see is the real me."

We continue our banter until I physically can't keep up and he offers to take me back to my room, half dragging as usual. I need to time my departure better. I can't be on the verge of collapse all the time.

He brings me to my door and lets me rest against the doorframe. The gentle music grows fainter, and colder air makes us shiver.

I look at him for a long time after my vision focuses on him, taking him in. He looks less tired than me now, while I'm about to drop. I reach behind me to open the door but Harry suddenly steps forward and stops my hand from twisting the handle. The close proximity forces me to get a whiff of his scent, alcohol mixed with some spice.

There's suddenly a loud cheer from downstairs and a shout of "Happy New Year!"

Harry doesn't say anything, but I notice that he's beginning to lean in. Suddenly excited, I lean in also, closing my eyes. His mouth is warm and hesitant, but when I wrap my arms around him, he holds my waist and kisses me firmly, pressing my back against the door. He tastes like the candy canes I've seen him eat all day today, peppermint on his lips and tongue. Having that taste in my mouth causes me to want to press myself closer to him while he's completely unaware of his effect on me.

"Annaliese," he whispers against my mouth, barely audible. "Annaliese."

I tilt my head back and open my eyes, dragging my hands down his shoulders. I hold his sleeves tightly. "Harry."

"Am I saying it right?" he grins, leaning in to kiss my neck softly. I give him more access, my breathing shaky.

"Yes."

"I like saying it."

"I like saying yours. Harry."

"Sounds good when you say it in your accent. From your throat." His thumb brushes against my throat as he says the word. "But you know what? I think like kissing you even more."

With that, he presses kisses to the other side of my neck. Embarrassingly enough, I'm nervous and I can't help but swallow anxiously. His kisses tickle so good. Harry smiles as he pulls away. "What?"

"Sorry! Sorry, no it's nothing."

"Sorry?" he repeats, brushing his lips up my jaw. "I don't like when people apologize to me. Don't do that."

He slowly pulls away and rests his forehead on mine, smiling sleepily. He steps back and reaches for my hand still on his neck. He kisses my palm and then sighs, "I've got to leave you now or you'll die from how tired you are. Goodnight, Annaliese. Happy New Year."

And that is the first time I think about how lovely it was to have Harry's mouth on mine. I hope he kisses me again soon.

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paulinawoodpecker · 7 months ago

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Tad the lost explorer and the spear of blood and tears chapter 6

@jakkiisthatboy2

“So this is our hut, very old but still home and this is our garden and field where we gather ingredients for food and this is cheetah is our pet, téchala.” Téchala noticed and jumped out of the field and to catch tad. Tad however screamed. “It’s okay tad. Téchala is friendly. He like to play with you.” “You call this playing?!” Yelled out tad. And téchala drops a ball and tad throws it like if téchala was Jeff. “Huh. I guess he likes me.”

“Huh. Africa is not so bad.” Tad backs up and bumps into someone. “Oh…hi mama.” “Mama?”

“Technically she’s talking to me.” Queen Wanda told him. “Oh my goodness. I’m so sorry!” Queen Wanda started to chuckle. “You don’t have to apologize…uh?” “Tad. Tad stones…”

So wanda asked him a question. “tad. May I have a word with you?” “um sure?”

Later at the palace tad and queen Wanda enter

“are you actually friends with my daughter, Dagenia?”

“yeah. I met her when I was a kid, we’ve been friends since we met.”

The queen realized and remembered him “oh! It’s you again. Welcome back to Africa. Thank you for saving us from the twins last time” “you’re welcome your majesty.”

“please. Call me Wanda.” “nice to meet you, Wanda”

While at the palace, tad and Wanda walks through the hallways

“so I guess it’s time we pass over to the future generation shall we?”

“wait what?” Tad gave her a confused look. “ it’s time for you to take your next steps as being a hero.” “what…what do you mean? I’ve been taking the next steps.

Wanda however got more serious. “tad. The next generation of the bravest hero is born…It is time for you to choose your successor.

“Successor for what?” Tad asked in a confused tone.

“A successor to be the next bravest hero.” Answered Wanda.

Tad started to chuckle. “Oh…Yeah, I get it, Because I’m the bravest hero!

Wanda stood there with a serious look

Tad suddenly asked her “you got to be kidding me right?”

Wanda however was not joking that tad is not the bravest hero anymore which made his stomach turn. “wait. Wait…I’m not going to be the bravest hero anymore?” “I’m afraid so tad.”

Tad’s stomach began to flip after Wanda answered him. “but I can’t be done! I just became the bravest hero two adventures ago!”

“that’s not what I meant. once a man who he is the bravest hero and who marries a woman and raises a family of his own, he will pass it over to someone as his replacement. mostly from the royals. he will choose the oldest sibling of the royal family as the bravest hero. Which is why, oganda will be the next bravest hero.” Wanda explained to him the end of the bravest hero history to him

“do you do it all the time?” “yes. That’s how it works.”

“Then what am I gonna be?” “Once a successor is chosen, you will advance to the highest level in all of heroes: the fiercest Leader of the world and the triple team.”

Tad however got excited about it “Whoa…I don’t know what that means.” “It’s just like how I did before you.”

“You will oversee the triple team, passing along wisdom and inspiring hope.” Said Wanda in a specific way.

Tad accidentally interrupted her explanation “Look, I appreciate the promotion. I think I’m just gonna stick with the whole “bravest hero” thing.“Bravest hero thing”? “what is that you’re holding?”

“A cookie?” Tad answered as he eats a cookie. “Other hand.” “my Indy hat?”

“It was given to you by Master Indiana jones.Do you really think it was so you could pose for pictures or get autographs from fans?” Wanda said strictly before removing Tad’s cookie. “He wasn’t super specific.”

“Indiana jones entrusted you with that hat so you could follow in his footsteps and become something better than you already are.” Explained Wanda in a specific way.

Tad took off his Indy hat and said. “then You take it.”

“No. He did not give it to me. I’m only the queen of Africa.”

Tad objects the offer by saying “Being the fiercest leader is not my destiny, which I have accepted and am at peace with.”

“Really. It’s fine.” “You don’t sound fine.” “You don’t sound fine! I’m very fine!” “Okay, you’re fine.”

“This is an honor.” “Ramirez chose you as her successor, and now you must choose yours.”

Tad started to get nervous and sad at the same time. “Wanda, I finally found somethin' I’m good at, and now you wanna just take it away from me?”

Wanda answered. “No one is taking anything away, tad. Who you are will always be a part of what you become.”

Tad said in a brave and full of pride “All I know are two things. Kickin' butt and taking names.” “You were chosen to bring peace to the triple team, and there are other ways to bring peace than simply kicking butt.”

“Please. Being the bravest hero is all I know. It’s who I am.” He started to plead Wanda

“Not anymore. Your gang and the triple team and the world needs a fiercest leader, and I chose you.” Said Wanda in a strict way.

“You’ll start interviewing oganda as the bravest hero first thing tomorrow morning.” She order him as a job. “oganda? What about oganda?” Said tad as she closed the door and he sighed. Ramirez and Victoria went to find him and found him. “well what happened?”

“guys…I’m not going to be the bravest hero anymore..” he answered sadly

Ramirez and Victoria gets surprised about for what he said to them “WHAT?!”

“queen Wanda says I have to choose a successor, and it’s going to be oganda!”

Ramirez however said. “well tad. You did marry Sara.” “at least you were the bravest hero for two adventures…” Victoria tried to comfort him.

“well I guess she’s right…” he said sadly…

He suddenly got a idea. “I think I have a feeling. I’m going to agree about choosing the next successor to be next bravest hero and then someday, and I will oversee us, passing along wisdom and inspiring hope.” “me and Victoria feel the same way too.” Ramirez starts to agree. Victoria starts to question him. “wait. Who taught you that?” “Odette.”

“I already know that Odette meant that only the successor to be the next bravest hero is a gift form generation to generation.” that's why Im choosing the next successor.” Tad explained to them

“yeah but who?” Asked Ramirez which made him silent…

#tad the lost explorer #tadeo jones #tad the lost explorer 6 #tadeo jones 6 #chapter 6

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mental-illness-bingo · 3 months ago

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Reminder from someone with ASPD that also worked with kids: you need to have them apologizing to built remorse properly. BUT this isn’t just by parroting I’m sorry blindly. You need to teach them what a true apology is, when it should be used, and how to do it (there are cute posters that explain the steps which, while the children most needing them won’t be able to read, can remind you as the adult how to explain the steps to a child of that age).

You should always, as the adult, consider if this is a moment that warrants genuine remorse. “I’m sorry” shouldn’t be a bandaid fix for two or more kids being upset. If YOU wouldn’t feel sorry, they shouldn’t say sorry (for those of you who feel remorse). For those of us who can’t use that metric, generally it’s when there is an accident that causes true distress (you really don’t have to say sorry for accidentally bumping into someone unless they drop their stuff, which presents the opportunity for the rest of the steps) or when something is done on purpose that was unkind or hurtful or again caused genuine distress to someone else. You also should not say sorry in any circumstance that doesn’t allow the full use of the steps. That’s why bumping into someone in the hallway - if it didn’t hurt them or cause any problems for them - isn’t an appropriate place for this; the child has no time for more than the words I’m sorry and there’s little to nothing they can or need to do to “make it up to them” nor “do better next time”.

This one is VERY IMPORTANT. You shouldn’t have a child apologize in any circumstance where the other child does not want to hear it. Performative apologies not only shouldn’t be taught but they shouldn’t be allowed. “Excuse me friend, they don’t want to talk to you right now because they are hurt so please respect that boundary” is the right answer even when you see a child trying to do it on their own. Remember that working with children is partially also about curbing any bad habit their parents are teaching including performative apologies. An apology should never be about making the kid who is saying it feel better, even if that is an unintended side effect of a properly timed apology.

Annoying a friend isn’t a place to have a child apologize. Harassing/following a friend after they’ve attempted to set a boundary is. Using a toy another child wanted isn’t a place to have a child apologize (curb that “I’m sorry but I’m using this” ASAP). Being loud while you were teaching isn’t a place to have a child apologize. In fact, I never made a child apologize to me - that’s best left up to other adults to decide if it’s warranted because making a child apologize to you is never as objective as you think it is and doesn’t teach them in the same way as when you’re a neutral third party.

Also PLEASE be an example for apologies!! If you’re not saying sorry to your kids on a semi-regular basis, your pride is blocking your ability to teach/parent. Inherently people hurt other people’s feelings and it’s not only okay but necessary to apologize when you do. There is no magical barrier that you will cross where your kids will “not respect you” because you apologized. That’s a pathetic rephrasing of “I don’t have to apologize to a child because I’m the adult and I never do anything wrong”. There’s no way that in a full week in a classroom you haven’t done anything to upset (yes almost definitely accidentally) any child in your care. Their feelings are hurt more easily than ours by things that wouldn’t matter to us and that means you’ll need to apologize to a child more than another adult. That’s okay! And teaching/parenting is frustrating so you’ll make mistakes and you should apologize for those too when they cause distress. Apologizing isn’t admitting defeat nor saying you’re a terrible parent/teacher. It’s proving you’re a good one because you can admit when you fucked up and show the child in question that they shouldn’t have had that happen.

And on that note - a big part of apologies to a child should be explaining what you did wrong clearly and making the point that you should not have done what you did if you shouldn’t have (like if you got too frustrated and accidentally snapped at them a bit or even yelled because yeah it happens!).

And you should also be somewhat loudly showing apologies to other adults. Did your director come in a realize you left your coffee too close to the edge or that you didn’t remember to do something they asked you to? That’s a very solid time to say just a bit louder than usual, “I’m sorry Mx. Name, I should have gotten that done like I told you I would. I’ll make sure I get it done as soon as we finish (whatever activity you need to do first) and I’ll leave it where I can see it next time so I don’t forget”. Throwing in a “okay my friends while you color I’m going to get something done for Mx. Name that I forgot to do”. It shows you following through. That’s an example but in child appropriate situations that come up in a classroom it’s worth apologizing in ways that aren’t exactly subtle to the kids. Of course there may be things that are too important for that (see: you genuinely upset someone or the situation is not something a child should/could understand) but when you can you should.

These are the guidelines I used and I watched those same children develop empathy and remorse properly, so I do have anecdotal evidence that it works myself, but I was also taught this by a teacher I’d call my mentor who has done this for many years more than I did and also saw it work. They all make up the parts of a caregiver’s job to teach remorse in a way that makes sense without going to the extreme of “a child should only apologize when they feel sorry” when working with ages that don’t yet have the capacity to feel sorry or to recognize that they do feel sorry.

So many people seem completely unaware of what a genuine apology is.

And that's because children are forced to say sorry on command.

Before they ever had a chance to process what they did, why they did it, what effect it had on others, or what they should have done instead, they're expected to say that they're sorry. And they're expected to "say it like you mean it" with no indication of what that even means and with no time to figure out how to phrase it correctly.

Sometimes, even when the child's actions are justified by any logical reasoning, they're expected to apologize because an authority figure demands it.

The goal of saying sorry ends up being solely to avoid punishment. And they phrase the apology in whatever way the authority figure will accept.

The result is an entire society filled with people who give completely useless apologies that appear like they're only trying to avoid punishment.

#mibingo addon

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bumbleklee · 4 years ago

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how genshin characters would react to you have suicidal thoughts or self-harm thoughts

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★ request for @ranbalsa <3 sorry this is so delayed, pls forgive me

★ content warning: this could be extremely triggering for some! there will be mentions of suicidal and self-harm thoughts as well as mentions of self-harm scars (national suicide prevention hotline: 800-273-8255)

★ characters included: beidou, fischl, lisa, jean, ningguang, kaeya, venti, albedo, zhongli, childe and diluc - these can be interpreted as platonic or romantic

beidou

if i had to choose one word to describe beidou, it would be caring

between the way people talk so highly about her in their voice lines to the little kids that like to play pirates and are always talking about how she gives them candy, it’s clear beidou is a very kindhearted person

so if you were having bad thoughts about hurting yourself, beidou would stop what she was doing and get you on her ship in no time

she figured that being out in the middle of the sea gave you no chance to actually hurt yourself + the waves and serenity were sure to calm you

she would spend the entire trip by your side, whispering how important you were to her and everyone back home and how foolish it would be if you took your own life

she would also get down to the root of the issue and try to give you as much advice as possible

beidou would finally sail back home once she decided you were stable again

fischl

i think fischl probably deals with some of these issues herself since her whole personality is based off a story book

but speaking of that, if you go to fischl in a state of panic i think she would sit you down on her bedroom floor and read you a book

her calming voice mixed with the distraction of a fairytale would help your breathing even out and you would ultimately forget about those thoughts you were having

if the story didnt help, then she would just talk to you about anything and everything

she might even invite bennett and razor over and four of you could make a little powow in her living room to make you feel better about yourself

lisa

even hearing you mention hurting yourself would send lisa into a “motherly mode”

she may not seem like it, but she cared deeply for everyone in mondstadt and never wanted anyone to hurt like that - especially you

like fischl, lisa would probably try distracting you with a book

she would take you into the library and pick out some novels or stories that would take your mind off your previous thoughts

she would sit with you and when you were ready, talk to you about why you were feeling the way you were and what she could do to help

she’s a smart women and if there’s one thing she understands more than anything, its you

jean

she panics

not on purpose, of course. but if jean walks in you harming yourself or hears you say something worrying, she would panic

she was never good in situations like this, afraid she would say the wrong thing and upset you more

but at the end of the day, jean was jean and she always smacked some sense into herself to properly help you through this bump in the road

jean would get down to the root of your issue and work her way out from there

to help you feel better, jean would order a pizza and let you indulge in it with her and after that, she would listen to you vent about what was making you upset

jean is also good at passing off tasks she knew she wouldn’t be able to handle which means if jean thought she seriously couldn’t help you, she would get someone who could

your wellbeing is more important than her pride

ningguang

she wouldn’t understand at first

it would be a lie to say ningguang didn’t live in a fantasy bubble sometimes

she cared about you, yes, but never experienced your pain before and had trouble grasping it right away

but once she did, she was very attentive

if you wanted medical help, ningguang would hire the best doctors in teyvat to help you through this

if you didn’t, then ningguang would do her very best to console you

she would try to distract you with lavish gifts and expensive dinners and while it was nice being spoiled by her, it didn’t make your problems go away

the last thing ningguang wanted was for you to hurt yourself so like jean, if she needed to bring in a professional to help, she would

kaeya

he would find out about your bad habit by walking in on you self harming

he was freaking out on the inside but stayed calm on the outside, coaxing you away from the blade and helping you clean up your wounds

you would be a nervous wreck for a while and kaeya would hold you in his arms

like jean, he would try and get to the root of the issue and find out why you were feelings these things

he loved you more than anything and he wouldn’t know what he would do if you succeeded in taking your own life one day

on that day onwards, kaeya was determined to make you happy again

he puts your needs before his and does everything in his power to make sure you’re always okay

and if you relapse, kaeya never gets mad. he understands this is a hard cycle to break but he’s determined to help you through it

venti

he might be more upset than you

venti treated you like the archon in the relationship and when you revealed to him you were having suicidal thoughts, his world came crashing down

he blamed himself for a while and drank a lot more at diluc’s tavern but after a stern warning from diluc, venti realized this was doing nothing for either of you

he spent his days with you, walking you around mondstadt and showing you beautiful flowers and cool bugs

his goal was to show you the beauty of the world and convince you that taking your own life would prevent you from experiencing more

if you self harmed, venti would kiss your scars and make you bracelets made out of cecilia flowers to cover the marks

albedo

he would accidentally be insensitive, at least at first. your relationship was new to him and he was still trying to figure out all of his emotions so when you made a comment about suicide, he took it densely

he didn’t understand why someone would want to kill themselves and told you that exactly

it was only after sucrose snapped at him and explained how you were feeling that albedo screwed his head on right

after apologizing, he would try his best to help you

he would create new potions that might help with your depression or other mental disorders and document your moods and feelings to help him understand what you were going through

it was difficult and sucrose added in a lot of support as well

zhongli

he noticed your self harm scars the minute you two got close but being the respectful man he is, he never pointed them out

he let you come to him and explain them yourself

if you pick up self harming later in your relationship, zhongli is quick to notice and take action

as aggravating as it was, zhongli hid all sharp objects in your apartment and took charge if you needed any of them for something

he made you promise to go to him if you were having thoughts of hurting yourself again

zhongli would make you tea infused with herbs to help worries and bring you relaxation and (in small amounts) happiness

he would take walks with you around liyue if you were having urges and let you cry into his chest in frustration

this was childe’s idea but if you needed to do something badly, zhongli would take you into an abandoned part of liyue and create fragile, thin rocks for you to smash onto the ground and satisfy that need

childe

having five siblings, he knew how to handle suicidal thoughts

his older sister went through a similar phase like you were now and childe would help you based on how he helped her

childe liked to wrap you in blankets so tightly you couldn’t move, the pressure calming you down and usually causing you to fall asleep

he gives you so, so, so many compliments during this time. he’s so proud of you and so in love with your strength

he wants you to stay with him forever so he’s determined to get these thoughts out of your head

if you attempt, childe will not leave your side

he’ll stay with you throughout your infirmary visit and even when you’re discharged back home

he’s scared of loosing you

like ningguang, he’ll shower you in gifts to make you feel special

diluc

like jean, he panics

he thinks it’s his fault somehow and you have to heartbreakingly explain that its not, that your brain is just wired differently

diluc tries to keep you by his side at all times for a while

he takes you to work with him so you can sit at the bar or he’ll have you walk around with him through the grape vines in the evening

you wake up more often than not to his strong arms around you and as annoying at it is, it’s comforting to know someone loves you this much

he’s afraid of loosing you like he lost his father

diluc was good at shutting down rumors as well. if you had scars, people would talk and diluc would give them one nasty glare and they would shut up

at the end of the day, he just wanted you to be okay

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mutigold · 4 years ago

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∞ teacher’s pet — i.n.

summary: in which the top student fails a test and gets extra help from his favorite professor.

pairing: student!jeongin x teacher!reader

genre: college!au

warning: sub!jeongin, dom!reader, pet play, noona kink, exhibitionism, handjob, ear licking, humiliation, quirofilia, seduction, he still has his braces.

word count: 1.9k

authors note: i really don’t know where this idea came from, but all i know is subby jeongin = 🤤. thank you for supporting me! watching people like my little writings really make my day.. hope y’all enjoy this <3. stream “Going Dumb”!

“would anyone like to explain what it means to be dependent on an organism?”

jeongin’s eyes concentrated on you, as he listened to your voice encompassing the leveled platform. today’s lecture was based on the living organisms in the world and you seemed to be determined for everyone to learn the curriculum.

however, jeongin could not focus on anything except your figure. you were wearing a white skin-tight turtleneck and black formal pants that emphasize your ass. all topped off with a large suit jacket and black louis vuitton heels.

it overall made his heart jump for joy just enjoying the view.

he thought about how those heels would look wrapped around his waist as he pounds into you; screaming his name. or maybe how your tiny hand would slip around his throat as he begs for your come.

“mr. yang?”

jeongin quickly snaps out of his trance to hear you calling his name. and not in the way he wanted.

you looked up at him with sad eyes, upset at him for not paying attention to your favorite lesson. “what’s going through that head yours? is it more important than organisms?”

he quickly fixed his posture, shaking his head rapidly, and responded with, “n—no, i’m sorry noona. i just was thinking too hard about something. i’ll promise to listen from now on.”

you hummed with caution, continuing the biological lecture. the student sighs gratefully for you letting him go off easily and tries to at least take some notes.

“yo, i.n. you okay?” a familiar voice whispered.

jeongin turns to see his two close friends, seungmin and felix, staring down at him in question. “yeah, you seem a little off today.”

confirming he says, “uh. y—yeah; i’m okay.”

“mhmm. okay with staring professor y/n down huh?” felix smirks.

the heat on i.n. 's cheeks becomes noticeable when hearing about his staring. he then tries to ignore the statement by writing his name and the current date in his notebook.

“leave him alone felix. he’s just probably having some problems with the lesson; you should perhaps ask noona for help.” seungmin tries to intervene.

“yeah; i mean, maybe noona can also help you with other problems. if you know what i mean.” felix grins bumping jeongin’s arm.

“f—felix!”

“boys?! care to tell us what is so interesting other than my lesson?” your voice suddenly booms throughout the room. jeongin jumps at your tone and begins to apologize again once making you soften.

“that’s alright, but please pay attention. oh, and jeongin, stay after class for a few minutes to speak with me.”

he didn’t know what to think at that moment; with felix oohing in one of his ears and seungmin trying to shush him in his other or the fact that you wanted to talk to privately.

alone, with no one around, made his mind officially shut down.

“you wanted to speak with me noona?”

you shifted around to see jeongin’s stiff form; then took note of how nervous he looked and gave him a light smile. “hey, kiddo. i just wanted to see how you were doing lately.” you wished to see some type of relief release through him.

but unfortunately, that didn’t happen.

he still looked kind of anxious to speak with you, letting you know how intimidating you seemed. “hey it’s all good, you're not in trouble or anything, i promise. i’ve noticed how you’ve been acting recently in my class and how your scores dropped a little,” you reassured.

“ai! i’m so sorry noona!”

you giggle at the student’s consistent apologies. in your mind, you thought how cute he was; like a puppy aching to gain approval from its owner.

maybe you could make him as your puppy and work hard for that admiration.

immediately, you shake your head from the naughty images. ever since the semester started a few months ago, your thoughts almost ran around yang jeongin.

how his pretty smile, concealed by clear braces, shined at your speaking, how his crescent-shaped eyes followed your every move; making you feel sexy, how large and veiny his arms grew over time within the season, etc.

“that’s alright, jeongin. i just want you to feel comfortable in my lectures. how about this, you and i have a session later this evening to cover the material for the next exam. what do you think pup’?” you offering, accidentally calling him by the pet name you gave him.

after catching the tiny nickname, jeongin clumsy drops his possessions while feeling something swell in his pants. he begins to overthink the word. pup’? why did that sound so nice coming out of your mouth? and how was he gonna hide the fact that his dick got hard in the middle of their conversation?

“i–i’m sorry!”

“oh! no worries hun! here; let noona help you out.”

you instantly proceeded over, bent down, and gathered i.n.’s school objects. starting with some of his blue pens, his macbook, and then his green two-subject notebook. “n–noona! i got the notebook, it’s okay.” jeongin stuttered.

it was almost like he was trying hard to hide something in the notebook, and suddenly it all made sense as it opened to the front page.

yang y/n. it was his surname combined with your first name.

it seemed as if time swiftly froze with silence when discovering the secret. however, it didn’t bother you essentially much as jeongin thought it would have had. “aw, pup’, this is cute. yang y/n has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”

the air that was in jeongin’s lungs properly stopped working when distinguishing how seductive your tone became. “i–i..”

“relax a lil’ pup’. listen, will you promise to meet me later this eveningfor some tutoring. i think you could really use it. plus if you’re good–”

you shifted closer to the student’s ear lobe and whispered, “–noona could give you a reward.”

jeongin swore he felt some pre-cum drip down from his pants. “y–yes, noona.” he swallowed trying to moist his dry throat, then jumped moaning in pleasure when your small hand gripped around his erection.

“good. see you then, pup’.”

a few hours later, jeongin ends up at the university’s public library, not knowing what to expect. though, he did make sure to be ready for any possible situation. what did you mean by rewarding him? did you feel the same way he did?

you must have since you did touch his swollen cock during your conversation. or maybe it was just his imagination?

jeongin sighs restlessly thinking of the concept while waiting for your arrival. that soon ends as he hears your alluring voice greet out, “hiya pup’! ready for our lesson?”

he peers up from the library’s table to see you wearing informal clothing. a tight crew neck that reveals your smooth arms extending down to red-painted nails and large breasts bouncing with every step you take.

“ah! i hope you weren’t waiting too long, i got held up in traffic.”

“t–that’s okay noona! i just got here.”

you smile at his nervousness, now acknowledging where it came from, and sat down in the hard chair right next to him. “good, we can get started. i hope you’re ready,” you whispered, feeling an urge to dominate.

jeongin gulps recognizing a certain excitement coming from his pants within hearing your tone and replies with, “r–ready?”

“so, what does adaptation consist of?”

jeongin couldn’t comprehend what you were saying being he focused on the way your glossed-up lips looked. the way he could imagine it wrapped around cock or it traveling up and down the side of his neck molding kisses; it worked him to the point where he was solid hard.

“pup’, what is going through that mind of yours?”

“s–sorry. it’s just, i guess this lesson isn’t grasping in my head yet.” he tries to explain not wanting to upset you.

however, instead of upsetting you, your colored eyes just darken. “oh! i have any idea; remember when i said i would reward you if do good–”

jeongin nods excitedly, making you giggle.

“–well, i know you understand the concept of this chapter. so to push you a little more, i’ll ask you a question and if you get it right, that little cock of yours will get to come.”

the student freezes up at your approach, thinking it was a dream too good to be true. “w-wait what?”

“what is the definition of homeostasis?”

“i, uh, i think it's an organism's constant adjustment to maintain stable conditions in itself?”

you reached under the table discreetly and unbuttoned the pants on jeongin grasping his swollen cock. “o-oh my god, noona!”

“shh, pup’. you gotta be quiet for me; now onto the next question. who created the biogenesis theory?”

jeongin’s breath became too much for him to handle feeling the pre-cum drip from his blood-filled tip. “n–noona, please.”

“come on puppy, tell me the answer or i stop.”

his mind starts to rush trying to find the answer before you let him go. it took him a couple of seconds, but once he got it, he hurried to speak. “henry charlton bastain!”

“good puppy.” your tiny hand moves faster, satisfied with the statement. you felt his cock throbbing with every stroke you took. like jeongin, you dreamt of this same exact moment. you wanted to control the poor student every time he walked through your room, when he made eye contact with you, or even when his plump bottom lip was bitten from his teeth.

and finally, it was happening.

“oh, who’s a good puppy for noona?”

“m-me! i am noona.”

“that’s right pup’. next question, what are the five steps to the scientific method?”

i.n.’s vein from his cock popped out sensing the rubbing moving faster than before. “i only know four noona!”

“too bad, i wanted five or i slow down.” you coldly demand.

jeongin began to try to think hard on the five steps letting the sensation run through his body. “o-okay. it’s defining the problem, making a hypothesis, testing it, analyzing the results… then..”

your hand slows at his hesitation. “give me the last one puppy.”

“oh! noona, don’t stop! i–i. is it d–drawing the conclusions?”

“good puppy!”

his cock grows bigger when your finger grips at the base. then, you painted nails lightly scratch at his tight balls. “oh! noonaaa. that feels sooo goood. pleaseee.”

“continue to answer like a good pup’ then i’ll keep going.”

soon after the next few questions, jeongin sits near his breaking point. “nooonnnaaa! please!”

“grab your textbook and hold it up.”

i.n. clutches the hard-covered biology book to cover both you and him from public eyes. suddenly, you lower yourself to his lips, deeply kissing him with tongue, and wander towards his earlobe. “one more question, pup’. what does stimulus mean?”

“uh! noona! please let me come! make your puppy come!” he moans a little too loud.

“shh. answer the question, then i’ll let you come.”

“s-stimulus? it m-means anything an organism responds to.”

you then move your head to spit down to moist his penis. “good puppy! getting your small cock rubbed in front of everyone like a little slut.” you cup the back of his neck feeling the shivers release through him.

“you can come pup’, come for noona.”

jeongin then lets go, coming hard in your hand. “o-oh! thank you, thank you noona!”

after guiding him to his high, you let go of him and licked the white, sticky substance from your hand.

“good puppy. i’m sure you’ll be ready for that next exam.”

#stray kids #skz #skz imagines #skz jeongin #skz smut #skz x reader #skz x stay #skz x y/n #skz x you #smut #sub!idol #sub!skz #sub!jeongin #dom!reader #kpop #kpop smut

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lexacoolfox · 3 years ago

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You Got it! I miss writing nagito writings

Your very stoic most of the time and not the most sociable of people. You prefer to keep your distance.

On the first day of school you analyzed everybody.

You were the ultimate detective, so you were quite good at analyzing not just objects but also people.

Somebody who really caught your attention was nagito komeada. He was an interesting individual.

He was the ultimate lucky student.

Though he also seemed to be kinda unlucky.

You noticed his luck cycle was truly one of a kind. When some good happens something just as bad will happen to him also vice versa. Depending on how good or bad it is. It will be better or worse. For example once he tried to get a soda but it got stuck in the vending machine, but then out of nowhere a bus hit the top of the vending machine causing a bunch of soda to come out of it.

He also admired ultimates more than anyone. But yet he didn’t admire his own, and also talked trash about himself.

He was very sweet to everyone and always held a bright smile on his face. He was also willing to do anything to help his fellow classmates.

After a while you warmed up to your classmates and got to know everyone even nagito.

When you told him about your ultimate he wouldn’t stop talking about how amazing he though it was and was saying how smart you must be.

You were honestly embarrassed cause you never heard someone say so many compliments at once.

The class your were in were prone to accidents. Not everybody will admit when it’s their fault.

You often solve problems when one arises. Nagito is amazed when you are able to solve a problem or crime in just a few minutes.

Nagito praises you after solving each situation. You keep a stoic expression but on the inside you are kinda embarrassed.

After awhile you start to really like nagito and are ready to confess to him. But you weren’t sure how you wanted to.

You though of something really cute and something you think the both of you would enjoy.

A little while after school you put roses petals on the ground leading to different places, it was going to be like a treasure hunt.

When you finished you calculated when nagito would leave and you would ‘accidentally’ bump into him and start conversation until you pretend to notice the flower petals and how they lead into a trial.

That part of the plan went smoothly. You both started following the flower trail.

The first destination was a coffee shop. The cafe knew what was going on, you both followed the flower petals to a table with you and nagito’s favorite dessert and drink.

You both had those to eat and drink. While also chatting

Then the flower petals lead to the zoo.

They were all along the zoo so while following them you guys were looking at the animals

You and nagito liked the aquarium the most it was really fun to have water all around you and with different animals swimming above you.

Last but not least the flower petals lead to the fair, you and nagito had a lot of fun there.

You guess went on the Ferris wheel but when you reach the top it stopped.

The guys operating the machine said it broke and that the fire department was going to take a while to get us down.

“Sorry y/n it looks like my luck got us stuck up here.”

“Don’t worry. Im sure everything will turn out fine. At least we get a nice view.”

Then suddenly there was a boom and we saw the fireworks were being shot off!

We watched them

“I wonder who places all those flowers petals.”

“I actually I know who.”

“Really who?”

You grabbed his hand You looked at him

��I did.”

“What why?”

“Well…I wanted tell you that…I really like you nagito.”

“You like me?!”

“Yes I do. Do you accept my confession?”

“Yes I do.”

You two shared a kiss that night.

What the relationship was like

As the ultimate detective you get called to crimes to solve. Nagito loves to hear your stories about the crimes and mysterious you had to solve.

Also nagito can’t keep a secret from you or a surprise. You help him if he’s having problems when you find out about them. You pretend to act surprise when he plans something special for you.

Your guys like to watch mystery horror shows. You figure out the mystery very quickly but nagito doesn’t know that. When you figure it out you then mostly embrace being with nagito.

As nagito luck goes. One day he got kidnapped. But you found him very quickly and got the police.

Those kidnappers picked the wrong guy to kidnap.

He wishes he could help you with your cases. But you forbid him to.

Cause believe it on not when your trying to solve a crime it can get really dangerous. The last thing you wanna do is put nagito in more danger than usual. (He gets in trouble because of his luck.)

Coming back to nagito after a long day is the best feeling to you. You just come in and start cuddling him

Nagito was shocked the first couple of time but gradually got used to it and would cuddle you back.

Every time you both fall asleep in eachothers arms.

#nagito komeada x s/o #nagito komeada x reader #nagito x reader #sdr2 nagito #danganronpa v2 goodbye despair #nagito komeada #lexacoolfox

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jinkicake · 5 years ago

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You Call Him Daddy?!

You accidentally call them daddy in front of the team.

Kageyama Tobio x Reader

Sugawara Koushi x Reader

Tsukishima Kei x Reader

For the anons who requested these characters!! Here you go~~ I combined them and put them on one page, the Karasuno boys. (*・∀-)☆ Pls omg Kageyama and Tsukki are aged up to 18, they’re third years in this. Don’t be gross and think they’re tiny first years, I wouldn’t be able to handle it TT

This is complete and utter filth, I have no idea what possessed me to write this. Please..... read this at your own caution TT SMUT

WC- 2,208

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Kageyama Tobio

Kageyama would pass away on the spot, he would stop functioning

Honestly though, it was his fault he got caught, he was too distracted to even catch his mistake

It was tournament season and you were going to watch some of his games

Sadly though you had to babysit your neighbor’s daughter, who happened to be the child of Aoba’s assistant coach, and with her parent’s permission you brought her to the arena

It was so crowded as you held her to your chest, you frantically looked around for any members of your boyfriend’s team

You couldn’t see where you were going and bumped into a familiar player, their large hands bracing your shoulders and your eyes widen at the turquoise in your vision

“Oh, Kindaichi I’m sorry, are you okay?” You smile politely at your boyfriend’s old teammate, much to Kageyama’s dismay, you actually liked the onion head and Kunimi

“I’m fine, it’s good to see you. Hi Natsumi.” He pats the little girls head and she squeals in delight at the familiar boy

“Where’s daddy, huh?” You coo and lift her up so she can find her father

“Daddy! Daddy!” The little girl calls out to her father and you hand her over to the assistant coach before waving at Kunimi

“(Y/N).” Kageyama calls from behind you, you can’t keep the wide smile off of your face when you see him “What’s wrong?” His concern sends your heart into a frenzy

“Oh, nothing! I’m just letting Natsumi see her dad before we head up to the bleachers, I was looking for you!” You tell him and he flicks your forehead, disappointment heavy in his features

“So you weren’t calling for me?” His flirty tone causes your face to heat up and you thought no one had heard due to the mass amount of people in the hallway

You were wrong…

“Gross.” Kunimi rolls his eyes as he passes his old teammate “That’s nasty, even for you Kageyama.” He tosses his nose high into the air and a bright red Kindaichi follows behind him

You can only gape and blink before clutching your boyfriend’s shoulders and laughing loudly into his chest

Kageyama seriously stopped working, his face turned bright red and he was trying to hide his face behind his thick hair

“Ah you’re so cute Kageyama!” You cup his cheek and smile sweetly, in an effort trying to bring his spirits up after the humiliation he brought on

“You look so cute with kids.” Kageyama praises, his face resting in the crook of your neck as he slowly thrusts into you. You tilt your head back against the pillow at the intensity of each stroke, your back arches into the air and Kageyama smirks before wrapping his lips around your nipple.

“F-fuck,” You sigh loudly, your voice breaking off into a moan when his teeth bite down on the small nub. Your hands quickly find his hair and roughly pull on the strands, you’re really being worked with each of his thrusts.

“I should fuck a baby into you, shouldn’t I? You would look so nice with my cum spilling out of you, don’t you think?” When Kageyama asks questions he always expects an answer, but right now it’s so hard to give him one. It’s so hard to focus between his pelvis rubbing against your clit and the overall feeling of being so full.

“Yes,” Your word stretches with a whine and you press your lips together to hold back another. “I would like it so much daddy.” Your begs make Kageyama want to pick up the pace but he continues to thrust into you slowly while one of his hands gently slaps your other breast.

“Is that any way to ask, petal?” His eyes are so commanding as he looks at you, almost as if he is testing you to reject his motives. The natural dominance, the need to be in charge, radiating off of him makes you feel so small under him. So protected in his care that you want to give your all to him.

“Please ruin me, I won’t waste a single drop daddy.” You promise and Kageyama breaks into a wide grin, his hips pick up the pace to fuck you into the sheets.

“That’s it sweet girl, you better keep your words.”

Sugawara Koushi

Listen nobody thinks Sugawara is nasty

But let’s be real, we have all seen him angry! That bitch is crazy!

We call Daichi the ‘dad’ but honestly,,,, Sugawara could make everyone his bitch without lifting a finger

Daddy!Sugawara periodt, that’s all I want to say

After practice one day you agreed to help some of the first years with their Japanese literature class, it went by slow and you mainly just proofread their writing to make sure it was all correct

As you continue to read through Hinata’s paper, your brows furrow together when you try to piece together the word he had written

It doesn’t look like it belongs there and you can’t figure out what it could possibly be

“Umm Hinata what is this word? It looks like you wrote ‘daddy’ but that doesn’t fit there?” You lightly point at the smudged pencil and the small boy squeaks before trying to piece it together himself

“Daddy? Hinata you’re an idiot!” Kageyama insults as he continues to write his own paper

“Daddy? I love that word!” Sugawara pops up from behind you and squats down to kiss your cheek before running back to the court

The two first years look at each other before looking at you, confusion painted on their faces before going back to their work

“Is no one going to say anything about that?” Tsukishima looks around with a mild disgust before shrugging his shoulders and serving to Yamaguchi

“You didn’t mean it like that right Sugawara?” Daichi smiles at his friend, his smile faltering when his friend doesn’t confirm his statement

“No I like being called daddy.” The refreshing setter sends an innocent smile back before grabbing a ball, ignoring the stunned look on his captain's face

“S-Sugawara-“ Asahi starts but can’t find the words to figure out what the hell to say

Kiyoko looks up from her clipboard and sends you an approving nod, hiding her face behind the object just as quickly as she looked up

“Hey! Let’s not be so surprised! We’ve all seen him angry before!” Nishinoya defends, standing tall next to his setter “Good for you Sugawara, daddys for life!” He gives him a slap on the back as praise and you simply watch the entire thing with a deep embarrassment

“Am I really that innocent to them? Do I not look like I would be into freaky shit, should I be offended?” Sugawara continues to ask you, knowing damn well you won’t be able to answer him back with the makeshift gag in your mouth. “Your panties work so well, don’t they angel? You look so utterly delectable.” He pushes the material deeper into your mouth with two fingers before going back to check each of the soft silk ties holding your arms and legs apart. “As if none of them want to be called daddy, and they look at me like I’m the weird one?” He continues to rant, gently running his finger up and down your naked body. “What do you think, sweetheart?”

You try to talk around the soaked material but it only comes out like complete nonsense, Sugawara nods as if he understands it anyway.

“What can I do to show them I’m not the vanilla player they think I am? I’ve already ruined you beyond repair, haven’t I?” He cups your cheek lovingly, his words are added with extra fluff that hold nothing but lies. “Maybe I just need to push your beautiful body further. Would you like that angel?” He continues to ask and you nod frantically. “Ah, of course you would.” Sugawara dips his fingers between your thighs, spreading your folds apart to tap at your clit. Even the small action makes you release a muffled cry.

“Daddy is going to take such good care of you tonight.”

Tsukishima Kei

I don’t know who Tsukishima would throw off a building first, you or himself

It would be just his luck that the first time you call him daddy, someone overhears it and can’t keep their mouth shut

Spoiler alert : said person is Hinata

It’s after school before practice and Tsukishima has you cornered against the wall in an abandoned hallway

One of his long legs rest between your own and his hands are pressed flat on either side of your head

Yes you had been teasing him in class, sending him filthy text messages to the point that you could see the familiar tent rising in his slacks but, did you stop there?

Nope

Seeing him so turned on in such a public setting only made you hotter and the sticky summer humidity wasn’t helping you either

But your boyfriend knows discipline and was able to control himself…. well until the bell rang

Now you’re his for a short time before he has to get to the gym

Two of Tsukishima’s fingers pinch your chin and force you to look up at him, his narrowed eyes glare down at you and it should make you feel nervous

… it doesn’t

The irritation radiating off of him in waves only makes you pout larger, purposely you push your lip out just to spite him

“What was that in there?” Tsukishima spits out in a hushed whisper, heavily referring to the last period when you sent him text after text of all the things you want him to do to you

“It was just a little teasing.” Your words fuel him to grab your wrist and place your hand flush against his crotch, the contact causes your thighs to clench around his leg

“Little? What about this is little?” He sneered and you could feel yourself going light headed

“I-I’m sorry” Your apology is still not enough for him

“You’re sorry? Who are you apologizing to?”

“You, daddy” The words slip out of your mouth, fumble out so smoothly that you don’t even realize what you said until he stopped moving

At this Tsukishima’s glasses fog over, it’s like he stopped functioning and you fear that you may have broken him

Fuck, you can’t think it had gotten any worse….

It had

“T-Tsukishima practice started five minutes ago…” Hinata calls from around the corner and from where you are, you could have sworn you saw blood trickle out of his nose

“Come on daddy” Kageyama tries to tease but ends up gagging on the last word, covering his mouth to shield his laughter

The two third years walk off while they try to hold back their amusement, unable to look their teammate in the eye

By the looks of it…. You can’t handle looking your boyfriend in the face either

“Fucking brat.” Tsukishima rolls his eyes as you lay on your stomach, your hands tied to the bedpost with your ass high in the air. He continues to glare down at you and as much as you want to look back at him, you know better not to. You feel the bed dip and you nearly moan when his large hands grip at your inner thighs, spreading your legs apart so that he can touch your delicate slit. He flicks your clit and you bite the pillow beneath you. “Good girl.” Tsukishima praises, moving to rub three of his fingers along your soaked entrance, occasionally dipping his fingers to rub along your walls. You nearly whine when he removes his fingers and you can’t stop the moan that slips from your lips when he finally lays a brutal slap against your ass.

“Oh?” You can’t see his face but you know exactly what he looks like. In your head you can see the mild irritation covering his face as he stares down at you amusedly, you know how badly his cock is aching in his shorts at the redness covering your ass. “You like that, don’t you?” He sneers, smacking your behind a few times before going back down to rub your slit. He toys with your clit too much, giving you too much attention that you can’t hold any noises back. “What can I expect from such a dirty girl? Are you going to call me daddy again?”

You can hear him laughing and his words do nothing but make you clench around nothing, you push your ass higher into the air and moan loudly.

“Yes daddy, please.” You beg and nearly faint at how quiet the room gets. You’re almost afraid that you went too far, that he wasn’t ready for this just yet, but all your fears disappear when you feel his nimble length between your lower lips. Tsukishima preps himself in your natural lubricant as he tries not to cum from your words alone.

“Scream for daddy.” He chuckles darkly before entering you in one swift movement, his chest presses against your back and you see his hands on either side of your head. “So fucking tight.” Tsukishima grunts and pauses, trying to ignore how tightly you’re clenching around him.

“Stop, if I fucking cum you’re cleaning it up.”

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mieohmy · 4 years ago

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𝖴𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖮𝗎𝗋 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌 | 𝖪𝗂𝗆 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗐𝗈𝗈

PAIRING: kim sunwoo x fem reader

GENRE: fluff, humor, angst, somewhat implied relationship?, hotel del luna! au, head manager! sunwoo, hotel owner! reader

WC: 3.9k

NOTES: like one mention of blood, ghosts, heavily hotel del luna inspired

happy bday to one of my ults 🎉 lovely sunwoo 🎉ugh i can’t get enough of him 🤧so here’s a pt. 2 to this hotel del luna fic you can read here !

you don’t have to read the first part to understand but it’s recommended!- i mean it’s hdl sunwoo,,,, just saying. (also i’m not really sure where it lies in aspect to the original so just take it how you please ^^ )

✬

The girl groans. What happened?

She tries to recall what just occurred, but her head pounds in irritating waves of pain.

I was walking down the stairs outside..... and then I must’ve tripped and fallen?

She shrugs, getting up and cracking her suddenly sore and painful neck.

While rolling her head around to loosen it up, her eyes land on a sign. A bright, neon flashing sign that would effectively grab anyone's attention.

Huh, looks like a hotel.

There’s no explainable reason, but the girl starts walking towards the entrance.

Carefully opening the door, she peeks inside. Just from the beginning, the girl can tell it’s a magnificent and luxurious place.

Now she suddenly gets the feeling that she’s not supposed to be here. But there’s no one around, so the girl continues on, still rubbing her stiff neck.

It’s beautiful- the biggest hotel she’s ever seen. Other people pass by, and she’s extremely horrified and confused by their appearances.

What’s with all the fake blood and dirt? It all seems so real-

...It’s not Halloween today, right?

The girl explores the place, finding more and more sights to see. She turns the corner, eyes wandering around until she accidentally bumps into someone, falling down.

“Oof! I’m sorry-!”

You stare down at her, a bone-chilling glare on your face. “Who are you?”

Sunwoo follows behind you. “Hey, what's the matter?” His words and feet come to a halt when he sees you staring down at the girl.

There's a pause in which you all just stare at each other.

Until his eyes widen. “Yuna?”

Everything clicks. “Kim Sunwoo?” she gasps.

Your head whips to him. “You know her?”

Sunwoo seems so startled, his eyes never leaving her. “What are you doing here?”

The girl- or you should say, Yuna- stands up, nervously looking around. “I-I don’t know. I think I fell down the stairs and when I woke up, this place caught my attention, so I came inside. But since when did you work at hotels?”

Sunwoo fiddles with his tie, lip between his teeth. You keep your gaze on him, suddenly wanting to know more.

Sunwoo knows this girl?

Why is he acting like this?

What was their relationship with each other?

“Yeah,” he nervously chuckles. “I do-”

You cut him off with an obnoxious laugh. They both stare at you, surprised. “You two know each other?”

Sunwoo grimaces, “maybe we should go somewhere more appropriate for this.”

Once seated at your office desk, sunwoo explains everything.

“We’re childhood friends, all the way until when I went to the United States for college.”

“We haven’t seen each other in forever,” she adds.

There’s an unpleasant feeling growing inside you. You don’t know what it is- you haven’t felt it in a long time.

But what you do know is that you want her out of here. Nowhere near sunwoo.

You want sunwoo away from her stupid smile and stupid laugh, utterly despising the way the two of them get along so well and engage in a conversation so naturally.

Your eye twitches when her hand comes in contact with sunwoo’s shoulder after laughing at one of his jokes.

Sunwoo notices your brooding aura, turning to you with a knowing glance. “Is there something wrong?

“No, nothing at all, Manager Kim.” You enunciate each syllable slowly.

He frowns at the way you formerly call his name, “really? It seems like you’re kinda bothered by something.”

You wish you could kill sunwoo right now in front of her. Truly, a sight to see. “No,” you grit, even though there’s obviously something wrong.

Yuna looks at sunwoo. “Is it me? Did I do something?”

Curse sunwoo and his stupid looks, always attracting other girls and-

“I'm not sure.. It’s not because of Yuna, right?”

His eyes bore into yours, the corners of his mouth tilted up, and you lose your patience, effectively crushing the piece of paper in your hands to bits.

“Well, she’s not even supposed to be here-”

You stop abruptly, horrified.

Oh no.

Sunwoo turns to you. “What did you just say? She’s not supposed to be here at the hotel??”

You feel a rush of heat. “What-ha, no. I didn’t-“

But sunwoo knows you better than you believed. His eyes narrow. “Miss y/l/n, I thought you were trying to be a better person.”

You scowl, wanting to object but he cuts you off.

“If she isn’t meant to be here now, then that means she needs to leave,” he looks you directly in the eye. “Because this is the fates’ plan, isn’t it?”

Your mouth drops open, but you close it, pursing your lips.

“Fine.”

“Fine,” you say more forcefully, desperately craving your precious caviar and wanting to be anywhere but here. “This was a mistake. Her heart’s still beating. Tell her to leave quickly or else it won't be anymore.”

Yuna glances between the two of you, utterly bewildered. Sunwoo quickly turns to her. “It was nice to see you again Yuna, but I think you should leave right now.”

Her eyes widen. “Is there something wrong?”

You want to answer, “yes, you.” But instead, you just sigh.

“No. You just overstayed your leave. So get out.”

Sunwoo shoots you a look but it’s too late, you’re already (quite harshly) guiding Yuna out of the place.

Once you reach the exit -the doors to the human world for Yuna to find her consciousness and body, as well as go back to living her normal life again, Sunwoo speaks up.

“It was really nice to talk to you after a long time, Yuna. No offense, but I really hope I don’t have to see you again here.”

You just barely hold back a scoff. Yuna cocks her head but doesn’t comment on it.

Once she steps over the threshold, she suddenly turns back to Sunwoo, her eyes lit up, “wait sunwoo, we should meet up some-“

You slam the door in her face.

You try not to show it, but you’re fuming inside. And Sunwoo can definitely tell.

What’s so good about her?

It was really nice to talk to you again?

Tch. Who says that?

That girl’s not even that pretty.

You shouldn’t have said anything about it not being her time here and just let the girl leave to the afterwor-

“Miss y/l/n-!”

You blink. “What?”

You want to slap that smug grin off Sunwoo’s face. “I’ve been calling your name for the past five minutes, but you seem to be really distracted and upset even.”

You turn around, chin high. “No. I don’t know what you mean.”

“Well, I wanted to thank you.”

You look at him warily. “For what?”

“For doing the right thing.”

You scoff, continuing past him with your dress swishing behind you and heels clicking harshly against the ground.

Sunwoo watches you go with a smirk. He wishes to keep this version of you in his pocket forever.

✬

It doesn’t get any better the next day.

When Sunwoo comes in, you simply glance over him like he’s a ghost.

He’s annoyed of course, but at the same time amused and even endeared. Sunwoo likes seeing you jealous, even if you’d never admit it.

“Miss y/l/n, one of the guests requested a specific meeting with you. He wants-“

“No,” you say coldly, fiddling with your vast collection of earrings.

“But he-“

“Does he have money or any sort of offering?” You don’t look up even once from your array of sparkling beauties, and it frustrates Sunwoo greatly.

“Miss y/l/n.”

You finally stop moving at the stern tone of his voice.

“You’ve been alive for how many years? I expected you to be a little more professional and put your personal feelings aside at work.”

You splutter. “Personal feelings?!?”

You raise your pen at him threateningly, a fiery glint in your eyes. If it was anyone else, it wouldn’t seem scary. But it was you after all.

“You know I don’t actually like her like that.”

That catches you off guard, making you falter with the pen still in your hand.

“Someone else caught my interest.”

You furrow your eyebrows. Huh? Sunwoo likes someone? He has the time outside of his job to date?

You suddenly blurt out, “Who?”

He smiles softly. “Someone who’s really greedy and needs a lot of attention. But it’s okay. I’m willing to give it to her.”

Your chest tightens.

Stubbornly, you tilt your head to the side, avoiding his strong gaze for the nth time while the room suddenly feels a bit hot to you.

“Manager Kim, you’re still here?” The head maid’s voice catches your attention. She has a frown etched on her face, obviously unpleased.

Sunwoo shifts. “Oh, I totally forgot about the time. It’s fine. I can stay longer if needed.”

She hits him softly. “Don’t be ridiculous, you should get some sleep for tomorrow. You don’t want to be tired and not have the energy to celebrate on your birthday, do you?”

You tense, looking at sunwoo curiously. “Birthday?”

He shrugs. “Yeah, my birthday is tomorrow. It’s not a big deal, I don’t really celebrate it,” he turns to the head maid again. “But since you insisted, I will go home and get some rest.”

He bids his goodbyes, softly giving you one last, ‘goodnight’, before turning to leave.

Suddenly, a wave of guilt washes over from your childish actions, and you fall silent.

You didn’t know it was his birthday tomorrow.

You watch Sunwoo leave with an unreadable expression as the head maid looks at you knowingly.

✬

Sunwoo gets home exhausted, more than he realized.

To be honest, he completely forgot it was his birthday tomorrow. Since it was only his grandparents caring for him at a young age and his grandfather was at work most of the time, sunwoo didn’t really celebrate his birthday often.

It wasn’t a big deal, he didn’t care. His birthday was just like any other day.

When the head maid asked if the staff should prepare anything for him tomorrow, he politely declined. It felt wrong to celebrate when you were still ‘mad’ at him -not that he should've cared...

Sunwoo shakes his head, clearing it from all thoughts of work and you. Yawning, he climbs into bed and falls into a deep slumber in record time.

. . .

riiiiiiinnnng~

Sunwoo groans.

riiiiiiinnnng~

He rolls over, eyes barely peeking open. Who is calling at this ungodly hour?

He clumsily reaches his phone, checking the time.

2:57 am.

You’re joking, right?

“Hello?” He cringes at the sound of his deep and raspy slumber voice.

“Sunwoo.”

He’s immediately awake now at the sound of your voice.

It’s quite faint and soft.

What’s worse and even more worrying is that it's deadly calm.

“Y/n? What is it?”

“....can you come here? Now?”

He glances at the phone screen, confused until he sees a notification from you - ‘a location was shared with you’

Sunwoo’s too tired to think at this moment. He simply hangs up with an 'ok' and gets up to change.

He doesn’t really pay attention to the address, grabbing some random clothes- it’s 3am and sunwoo doesn’t feel like putting on his whole professional suit- before heading out.

It’s a strangely warm spring night, the bright stars twinkling in the sky catch his attention as he makes his way down the sidewalk.

He has no clue where he's going, but he follows the directions to you nonetheless.

✬

Sunwoo doesn’t know what to say.

Is he surprised?

Honestly, not really.

Is he confused?

Yes. Very.

Why would you invite him out to a restaurant in the early hours of the morning?

It’s obviously closed- the windows dark- but knowing you, you probably unlocked the doors and got the food you wanted anyways.

Sunwoo doesn’t know when the food ‘escapades’ started, but all he did know was that you were obsessed with watching that one eating show and liked to force sunwoo along with you to visit famous featured restaurants.

When no one else was there, of course.

So this isn’t that much of a surprise. That’s why sunwoo simply reaches for the handle- unlocked as expected- and heads inside.

Well, he was wrong. He was expecting the food.

But he wasn’t expecting it to be all of his favorites. With a cake topped off with illuminating candles in the dark place.

And you in the middle of it all, obviously bored and waiting for him. (Sunwoo wouldn’t dare say this out loud, but he thought you looked ethereal sitting at the table, starlight shining down and glowing around you. In short- he ironically thought you looked like an angel.)

“What is this?”

You sit up, groaning. “Finally. I was about to start eating without you.”

He looks at everything that you must’ve set up.

“Did.... did you do all of this?”

You shift uncomfortably from his intense gaze.

“Yes. Why?” Your voice turns into your normal bossy and annoyed tone. “You think I wouldn’t be capable enough to do this?”

He shakes his head. “No, I didn’t say that. I’m just shocked. After all, it's so early in the morning.”

You inhale, recalling the events that led up to this. After sunwoo left for the night, you had a horrible feeling in your gut for some reason. No -there’s no way you could be feeling guilty? You chided yourself, saying you were just being stupid, and went to bed.

But his nonchalant face kept popping up in your mind, leading you further and further from sleep, and you had no choice but to furiously get out of your extremely comfortable, plush bed and stomp out to find a suitable restaurant.

And here you were now. The two of you alone in a closed restaurant with a cornucopia of food at 3 in the morning.

“Did you plan this with the head maid? Is that why you made me go home early and get some rest?”

“No,” you scoff. He stares at you for a solid minute before you glare indignantly at him back. “It wasn’t planned!”

You look down at your perfectly manicured nails, suddenly avoiding eye contact. “I felt bad that I didn’t know it was your birthday and made you work overtime....” you gruffly respond.

Sunwoo looks around the restaurant.

It’s not the best, he notes. The banner is crooked, and the confetti everywhere is quite honestly getting on his nerves already, but he still feels warm. His heart grows for you and only you once again.

“Thank you, y/n.” His use of your actual name makes your insides flutter - it’s the way you know he’s truly being sincere.

“I really appreciate everything you did for me.”

His voice sounds so touched and grateful -you hate it. Because it makes your heart (if you even still had one at this point) feel weird too.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” you grumble.

He stifles a laugh.

“Are you just gonna stand there, or are we gonna eat all the food I prepared for you?”

He blinks. “Right.”

Sitting next to you at one of the tables, sunwoo examines the pretty cake you got.

“How are the candles not going out?”

You roll your eyes, getting your phone out to record a video. “They’re fake, I created them. Hurry and blow it out,” you command.

You quickly add, “I’m not singing the dumb song either.”

You press the record button, corners of your mouth curving upward when Sunwoo closes his eyes tightly to make a wish before blowing. The candles effectively go out with a whoosh, leaving you two in the dark.

You end the video, saving it to keep.

Sunwoo pouts, “we’re not gonna take any photos together?”

You raise an eyebrow. “Why?”

If anything, his pout increases. “It’s my birthday.....”

You let out a long sigh before taking your phone out again and opening the camera. Scooting your chair over to his, you lift the camera to capture the two of you.

Posing, you’re about click the button when Sunwoo suddenly jerks your chair much closer to his, causing you to start and look at him in surprise.

He grins. “What are you waiting for? Are you gonna take the photo?”

You grumble, nervously swallowing once you realize how close the two of you are through the camera screen.

You get several photos, most of them bad, but you keep them for memories anyways. Sunwoo wants to laugh at how pretty and innocent you seem in the photos compared to real life.

You’re about to put your phone away, but Sunwoo begs for one more.

Rolling your eyes, you put up with him -just for today.

Raising the camera, you smile cutely one last time, about to click the shutter button, when you feel a pair of arms wrap around you, pulling you back until your back meets a warm chest.

You freeze, face turning to shock as you hear the button sound. After the photo’s taken, Sunwoo casually drops the hug, completely unaffected as he goes back to the food.

You stay still, the ghost of his warmth around you still lingering.

“Miss y/l/n, are you gonna eat?”

“H-huh?” You quickly spin around to see sunwoo digging into the food already. You fight back a smile at the sight.

While you two eat, sunwoo stares at you.

“What?” You wipe your face in case there’s food or something on it.

He chews. “Nothing. I’m still surprised you did something for my birthday after I said not to.”

You sit up straighter, your voice suddenly serious.

“Your life should be celebrated. Everyone’s life should be celebrated. It’s a precious gift to still be living and breathing on this earth. So enjoy it while you can,” you state.

Sunwoo swallows, looking down with a small smile. “Yeah, you’re right.”

A peaceful silence occurs for a couple minutes.

“Hey,” sunwoo speaks up, “I think this is the first birthday I’ve had while working for you.”

You slowly nod.

And it could be the last.

You don’t say it out loud, but the thought burns deep within. Not wanting to think such somber things on sunwoo's birthday, you clear your throat, taking your phone out to look at the photos.

The last one makes your breath hitch.

Sunwoo’s arms are wrapped tightly around you, his face happy and content and eyes shining prettily. Your eyes are wide, lips parted in a small ‘o’.

Quickly, you turn off your phone, watching sunwoo finish his food.

“Are you done?”

He nods, a content sight leaving his lips.

“Finally, I thought I was gonna fall asleep,” you snort. You pull a medium-sized bag out of nowhere, it’s quite plain and simple.

“Huh? What is that?”

You try to seem neutral. “It’s just something I saw that looked pretty.”

Sunwoo's eyebrows raise.

“But it didn’t match the fancy aesthetic of my room, so you can have it,” you add hastily.

He coughs.

Roughly, you shove hand him the bag.

Sunwoo gently takes out the wrapping paper, examining the ‘present’ you got him.

It’s some weird contraption. That’s the first thing he thinks of. As he examines it more closely, he realizes there are stars and constellations decorating it.

“....what is this?”

You try to act nonchalant. “It’s just a decoration you can hang from your ceiling. And I got it charmed to protect you from angry spirits and whatever. I don’t know.”

Sunwoo’s eyes widen.

You got this as a present for him?

When he doesn’t respond, you sigh and reach out to take it back.

“If you don’t like it, I’ll just give it to someone else, sheesh.”

“No!” Sunwoo practically shouts, protectively shielding it from your grasp.

You gape at him.

He blushes. “I-I like it a lot.”

You clear your throat, trying to shrug it off, but sunwoo leans in.

You freeze.

Is he gonna-?

Instinctively, your eyes squeeze shut. You wait. And then a warm feeling lands on your cheek for a couple of seconds before leaving.

After some time, you deem it safe to open your eyes. And come in contact with sunwoo staring back at you, an indescribable emotion deep in his eyes.

You can’t find it in yourself to look away for some reason.

Then a sudden noise outside- probably a stupid owl- startles the two of you.

You start laughing nervously. “Ha, I think we should clean up now, haha.”

He chuckles. “But I want to do that again.” You almost drop your phone, spluttering. “Kim Sunwoo!”

He rolls his eyes. “How many times do I have to tell you, it’s Manager Kim.”

“W-whatever... just help me clean up!”

After you finish cleaning, sunwoo requests for you to tell him a story.

So you close your eyes and think back to when his grandfather worked for you. And start talking of one of the crazy episodes that constantly occurred back then. Somewhere in the middle of it, you come back to your senses and find sunwoo asleep, cheek against the table.

You stare at him with a fond look.

“Come on,” you whisper, picking him up easily. “Let’s go home.”

You eventually get him into his bed, quietly as to not disturb his sleeping roommate.

Sunwoo must’ve woken up because he calls your name. You look down at him, sleepily blinking back at you. “Will you hang up my present for me?”

You scoff, but already are you reaching for the gift.

“Where do you want it?” You ask, but sunwoo’s already passed out again.

Rolling your eyes, you hang it right above him from the ceiling, near his bed.

For a minute, all you can do is admire sunwoo, the stars shining above and creating a beautiful glow around him. He looks so peaceful when sleeping, like the little kid he once was. And honestly still kind of is.

You sit down next to him on the bed, gently brushing his bangs out of his eyes.

I know we don’t speak our feelings to each other often, but seeing you happy is enough for me.

You smile softly at his sleepy pout. “Happy birthday, sunwoo,” you whisper. But before you can leave, a hand swiftly wraps around your wrist. You look down.

“Stay the night. It’s too late for you to be out. Stay next to me,” he mumbles.

You know that he knows you’re well able to take care of yourself at any time, but still, you can’t find it in yourself to say no.

You slowly make your way over, tucking yourself under the covers, and sunwoo automatically wraps his arms around you.

It’s warm. He’s warm.

You probably shouldn’t be doing this.

But it’s his birthday.

What if his roommate comes in and sees?

Although all those thoughts run through your mind, you find yourself drifting off under the stars, not caring. Underneath the luminescent gift you gave him that hangs from the ceiling, twinkling brightly over the two of you.

Just for tonight.

✬

Bonus ㅠㅠ:

“Aren’t the stars so pretty tonight?” you remark.

Sunwoo stares at you, never looking away. “Yeah.”

“A shame that the moon is hiding this peaceful night.”

“And what about the sun?” he jokes.

Your eyes flick towards him.

The sun is right here next to me, you internally answer.

My sun that always shines so brightly over me is you, Kim Sunwoo.

✬

a/n: guys im not lying i almost cried writing this and thinking about Hotel del Luna,, i miss it sm ;-;

reminder- any kind of feedback is always appreciated :)

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bbysamu · 4 years ago

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Couple Secretly Shares Both Sides of their Love Story

⇢ Featuring: AKAASHI Keiji x you

⇢ Inspired by: Both Sides series by Jubilee

⇢ Genre: fluff

⇢ Warning: none

⇢ wc: 1,137

✎ Preview: You and your husband are invited to film a YouTube video about your relationship. The catch? You’ll each be asked different questions about your relationship and answer them while the other is wearing noise cancelling headphones.

✎ Matsukawa ver.

Please have a seat. Anything you guys want to say to each other before we give Akaashi his noise cancelling headphones?

You: I'm excited!

Akaashi: same, I don’t really know what to expect though

You: I mean we just answer questions about each other, didn’t you watch the previous couple’s video that I sent you? It was the middle blocker from Aoba Johsai and his wife.

Akaashi: Oops, I think I added it to queue but forgot to actually watch it

You: (playfully roll your eyes at your husband) You always do this. Don’t worry babe, just go with the flow.

First things first! How did you and Akaashi meet?

We technically met in high school. Like we’ve seen each other in the hallways and stuff but we didn’t “officially” meet until college. And the only reason we started to talk to each other was because one time I was rushing to class I accidentally bumped into him and spilled my pumpkin spice latte on him.

Then what happened?

(you stifle a laughter as you look at your husband sitting across from you, Akaashi looks at you curiously) I quickly apologized but he could tell I wasn’t being sincere. AND the only reason why I didn’t sound sincere, although I was apologetic, was because I was too preoccupied with my pumpkin latte. That was the first time I got it, so I was really excited to try it. You know Starbucks ain’t cheap right? hahahaha

He was a little mad actually, because he had just gotten that shirt. But my baby is a patient man, plus after he got a good look at my adorable face, he decided to use the chance to ask me out. He asked for my number, using some lame excuse about buying him another shirt. He’ll probably tell you he was genuinely looking for reparation for his shirt. BUT I know it’s because he wanted to ask me out.

So how did you guys end up dating?

We ended up shopping for a new shirt for him and he wouldn’t even let me pay, but I did treat us to dinner that night. We went on a few more dates and each date allowed us to really get to know each other better and realize how similar we are. We always joke that if we had gotten to know each other better in high school, we’d definitely be high school sweethearts.

Does he have any pet peeves that drive you crazy?

(you glare at your husband, who didn’t even notice because he was looking down at his feet, trying hard to not fall asleep) oh yes, for some reason, this man refuses to turn his phone to vibration at night and his ringtone is “country road”. And you know who likes to call him late at night? His best friend Bokuto. So many nights were spent as I was about to fall asleep, suddenly country road comes blasting out of nowhere.

What about something about him that you love?

oh man this one is hard because he’s really lovable. If I had to choose, I’d say his thoughtfulness. We rarely fight because of that. He’s so good at knowing how I feel all the time. It’s like he can read my mind sometimes.

What is one thing you feel like you don’t tell him enough?

(you look at Akaashi, who’s studying you, a small smile playing on his lips) Thank you. I feel like I don’t express my gratitude for him enough. I was in a bad place before I met him and he pieced me back together. He’s one of the biggest reason I’m here today doing what I love with the full support of the love of my life. (you turn to him) Thank you darling

Akaashi smiles at you as he slips off his headphones and hands them to you.

So I heard you guys went out on your first date because she spilled coffee on you?

Well it wasn’t coffee that she spilt on me, it was pumpkin spice latte and I will always remember because I ended up smelling like warm cinnamon the rest of the day PLUS my new shirt got ruined because of her. But you’re right, that incident was responsible for our first date.

What was your impression of her?

My first impression was clumsy and rude. This girl comes running out of nowhere, spills some Starbucks on my new shirt and doesn’t even sound genuinely sorry (Akaashi looks at you and laughs). But then I caught a glimpse of her face and I let it go hahahaha

What was going through your mind when you asked her out?

Well I asked for her number, using some excuse about buying me a new shirt. I mean, I did really want to get a new shirt, but honestly, I just wanted to hangout with her.

She did mention how the shirt was only an excuse for you to ask her out

(Akaashi looks at you with an amused smile -- you looked back at him curiously) Yeah, my wife knows me well

What is your favorite memory together?

(Akaashi brings one hand up to his head, running through his black hair) Oh man, this is really hard. Would it be too cheesy to say every moment is a favorite memory? (he laughs and ponders for a moment) If I really really really had to choose, I’d say the time she got sick and was a little high off her medicine.

What happend?

She was running a high fever and as the medicine brought down her temperature, she started to hallucinate (Akaashi laughs at the memory). It was so funny because she started pretending like we were in New York City, which was the first leg of our honeymoon. She would run around the room, taking pictures of random objects and yell at me saying, “babe look at all these New York things!”. She also stood on the chair and pretended to be the Statue of Liberty. But my favorite part was when she thought we were on top of the Empire State Building and kissed me and told me how much she loved me. (Akaashi smiles at you) I got sick a few days later, but it was worth it

What is your favorite thing about your relationship?

She’s my rock, my home. She’s like the eternal ray of sunshine in my life.

That wraps up our interview for today! Last but not least, any last words you guys want to say to each other?

Akaashi: I’ll love you forever...

You: Sid

Akaashi: what? who is Sid?

You (laughing at your husband’s confused expression): that’s why I tell you to be on Tiktok more. But I love you too forever and ever

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bumblesimagines · 4 years ago

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Green Thumb

Part 6

Request: Yes or No

I don't know shit about science and it's pretty obvious lmao. Filler chapter

You opened the cold water bottle, shoulders slumping in relief as you drank the water. Dr. Cho approached you with a smile, holding a clipboard.

"I wish Dr. Banner were here to see this." She said, a sad look crossing over her features. Everyone was worried about him. Hulk and Bruce barely ever worked together.

"I have a theory that you won't age naturally." Dr. Cho said, placing her clipboard down. Your brows furrowed, glancing at the clipboard.

"It's just a theory for now. As you get older, your powers will grow. When you were a child, could you control roots?" Dr. Cho asked, picking up a notebook and clicking a pen.

"Uhm.. I healed a cat with a broken leg and never did it again." You told her, watching her nod and write on the paper.

"What happened when you did it?"

You frowned, hearing the pained mews coming from the small cat. It was still young, most likely an juvenile. You sat down beside the cat, reaching out and gently stroking its head. You looked at its broken leg, reaching out and hovering over the leg. You felt a tingling sensation, seeing the grass lean towards the leg and slowly turn brown. Your head tilted, the sound of the cats mews slowly stopped. You watched it stand and sniff its leg, turning to you and purring softly.

"If the grass turned brown.. It could've been dying. It means you healed the cat by taking the life of the grass." Dr. Cho said, continuing to write.

"Will I be able to do it again?" You asked, head tilting. Dr. Cho nodded, looking up at you. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, glancing at the clipboard.

"How did you control the roots?"

"They were a fear reaction. I used them everytime I got scared.. It happened so much that I guess I eventually got control of them." You answered, looking down at the root bracelets. Dr. Cho nodded, tapping the pen against the notebook.

"Being able to open the ground.. That might've been an adrenaline rush reaction." Dr. Cho said, writing down a note on the clipboard.

"Extra training for the adrenaline?"

"Yes." Dr. Cho chuckled as you groaned, shoulders slumping. She licked her lips, clearing her throat.

"I also wonder if your powers extend past plants and Earth. Water, fire, and air are all natural things. With water comes ice, with air comes storms, with fire comes lava. The possibilities are endless." There was wonder and excitement in her eyes.

"So, you're saying (Y/N) is gonna be the next Avatar?" You turned towards Sam, chuckling softly.

"Hey, bird boy." You greeted, giving him a smile. Sam took a seat beside you on the bed, watching Dr. Cho. She was called somewhere else, giving a small nod before walking away.

"Guess we should start officially calling you Mother Nature." Sam said, grinning as he bumped his shoulder with yours.

"If what the doc said was true.. You're gonna be powerful as fuck." Sam pointed out, noticing your nervousness.

"Yeah.. I just.. Could I handle that?"

"(Y/N), you were literally on a floating rock fighting a robot army. You're more than ready. Plus, I'll be here to help and so will your girlfriend."

"Wanda is not my girlfriend, Sam." You huffed lightly, looking away from him. Sam hummed, nodding slowly. You slid off the bed, looking at him.

"Wanna help me try out some powers?" You asked. Sam nodded, following you out of the room and the new facility.

"Let's try out this idea I have."

"I don't like your ideas, Sam." You watched him with a small frown. Sam simply chuckled in return, justifying your concern.

"Oh." You said softly, watching him pick up a rock. Sam's grin widened as he tossed the rock and caught it. He suddenly threw it, hitting your stomach. It didn't hurt but it still caught you off guard.

"Expect the unexpected, (Y/N)!" Sam called, collecting more rocks and throwing them. You dodged some, getting hit by others. You huffed, thrusting your hand forward and feeling a gust of wind go by. Your eyes widened, watching Sam fly back. You laughed, jogging over to him. Sam groaned, sitting up.

"Not what I had in mind."

"Expect the unexpected, Sam." You chuckled, helping him up. Sam dusted off his back and legs, rubbing his back.

"How'd you do that?"

"No clue but it'll probably take ages for me to do it again." You sighed, looking back at the facility. You noticed Wanda exiting, using her powers to fly over.

"What are you boys up to?" Wanda questioned, noticing Sam rubbing his back.

"Testing some things out." You answered, patting Sam's shoulder. Wanda cocked a brow, unconvinced.

"(Y/N) can control.. The wind, I guess." Sam told her, straightening his back and wincing.

"Felt like I got bodyslammed by Dwayne Johnson." Sam breathed out, touching his chest. You let out a soft laugh, smiling softly.

"Sorry, Sam. You're a great target though." You shrugged lightly, earning a glare from him. Wanda looked down at the scattered rocks, brows furrowing.

"Uhm-"

"Sam definitely bullied kids during dodgeball." You crossed your arms, hearing him snicker.

"Dodgeball was the only time you could hit another student on purpose and not get in trouble." Sam said, picking up the rocks and looking them over.

"Wanna give it another go, Aang?" Sam asked, quirking a brow. You nodded, watching him hum and back up a few feet.

"Why don't you search for that sensation you get with roots? Focus on the rocks and look for it." Wanda advised, backing away so she wouldn't accidentally get hit. Sam licked his lips, tossing the rocks again. You focused on them, dodging them out of instinct. You held your hands up infront of you, swallowing before you felt it. You clenched your fist, watching the rock stop midair. Sam grinned and clapped.

"I see you, Aang!"

"Shut up, Sam." You laughed, reaching out with your other hand and letting the rock drop. You held the rock, looking it over.

"How the hell am I supposed to focus on air? It's all around us. I was able to focus on objects but.." You sighed, looking at the two.

"This is an accomplishment, (N/N)." Wanda pointed out, gently grabbing your arm. "Don't sulk over things you haven't even tried out yet."

"Yeah, Negative Nancy." Sam walked towards you, smiling as he pointed at the rock.

"You made this freeze in the air. How many people on this Earth can do that?" Sam cocked a brow. You bit back a smile, nodding. You licked your lips, looking back down at the rocks on the ground. You unclenched your hands, staring down at the rocks until they began to levitate. A small giggle left you as you watched them rise up.

"The kids are gonna freak out when they find out." You whispered, suddenly moving your hand forward and watching the rocks fly into the forested area.

"I should probably let Dr. Cho know about the new discoveries." You said, giving them a smile. Wanda hummed.

"I'll go with you." She offered. You nodded, glancing at Sam who gave you a knowing look. You scoffed softly and turned away from him, heading back. Wanda walked along beside you.

"I never properly thanked you for.. For everything. You helped a lot back when.." Wanda trailed off, swallowing. You nodded in understanding. The wound was still fresh.

"Anytime, Wanda." You said softly, offering a small smile. Wanda returned it, looking forward. She cleared her throat, fiddling with her fingers.

"I was wondering if you'd like to.. Have coffee sometime?" Wanda asked. You tilted your head, brows furrowing as you looked at her.

"We always have coffee together, Wanda."

"Yes, but.." Wanda licked her lips, avoiding your gaze as she thought about her next words.

"I believe Wanda is trying to ask you out on a date, (Y/N)." You both flinched at the sound of Visions' voice, turning to face him.

"My apologies." He said, giving a small nod. His gaze flickered between you and Wanda, though it lingered on Wanda longer. You cleared your throat, glancing at a flushed Wanda.

"Uhm, thank you, Vis."

"I couldn't help but notice what you did with the rocks. Is it something new?" Vision asked curiously. You nodded.

"Yeah, uhm.. Dr. Cho had some theories and I was trying them out. She believes there's a lot more to my powers than controling trees." You explained. Vision hummed.

"Fascinating." Vision mumbled, nodding. "That would make you an elemental, correct?"

"Yeah.." You slowly nodded, surprised the term hadn't come to mind sooner.

"Well, good luck." Vision gave a polite smile, walking towards the doors and phasing through them.

"He's gonna give someone a heart attack one of these days." You breathed out. Wanda chuckled.

"He means well." She looked at you, smiling. You nodded, opened the door and letting Wanda walk in first. You entered and searched for Dr. Cho, finding her and telling her about the new ability. After she walked away, you turned towards Wanda.

"We can have coffee tomorrow."

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megs-mostly-past-random-fandoms · 4 years ago

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Volterra

Based on this request: Hey Meg, dou you also write for the Volturi? Perhaps something about a human reader who stumbled inro their castle and wasn’t instantly killed? At first they let her live as amusement but somwhere along the line she befriended Jane and Marcus and developed feelings for Aro. But she doesn’t want to be turned to a Vampire. Living with your vampire friends as a human can be quite complicated. They make a fuss out of any minor injury, try to advocate for immortality and it’s really difficult not to let your crush know you like them when they can read your thoughts by touching your hand…Perhaps Jane and Marcus device a plan to get Aro and the reader together in order to make thhe reader change her mind of becoming one of them?

Here you go! *Familiar characters are NOT mine!*

Fandom: Twilight

Warnings: Fluff, Awkwardness.

Pairings/Characters: Aro Volturi x fem!reader, Jane Volturi, Marcus Volturi

Stumbling upon the castle in Volterra had been an accident. That castle being full of vampires had been unfortunate. Being kept alive because you amused said vampires had been sheer dumb luck. Slowly falling for most insane of the three leaders? Well that was as unexpected as two-by-four to the back of the head. And trying to keep those feelings a secret was damn near impossible when the object of your affection could read your mind with a simple touch.

When you had accidentally stumbled into Volterra castle and met the Volturi, you had been so scared. More scared than you had ever been in your life. But for some reason, they had found you amusing and decided to keep you. At first, you were treated like a form of their own personal entertainment but soon you were being treated as friend.

You formed quick friendships with Marcus and, to everyone's surprise, Jane. In fact, the only person who didn't seem to like you was the receptionist, but you thought she might have been a little jealous. All-in-all, you adjusted well to being in a castle surrounded by vampires.

There were of course issues with your situation. Because they couldn't let a human out in the world with their secret, you weren't really allowed to leave the castle. And heaven forbid you got hurt in any way, shape, or form. Every bump, bruise, and scrape had them all buzzing around you like worried mothers. It was pretty amusing, in all honesty. Then there was the time you caught a cold. Jane thought you were dying. Whenever anything like that happened, you had to hear about how they would all worry less if you would join them in immortality. You refused each time, but you had no idea that Jane and Marcus were plotting something to make you see things their way.

It never occurred to you that they had already set their plan in motion. You often found yourself alone with Aro. Whenever there was a chance, everyone else left the room whenever you entered it. It made you a flustered and awkward mess. Like really awkward. You didn't know how to interact with him. You had been very sure not to let Aro touch you, but you had a suspicion that he already knew how you felt about him. You weren't exactly subtle about it.

Whenever you were alone with Aro, you became a stuttering mess. Trying to keep your cool only made it worse. You were like the young, lovesick, teenagers on TV people liked to laugh at. It was horrible, but maybe it was just the effect Aro had on you. Either way, you hated how awkward the situation was. Aro didn't seem to mind though.

"Ah, Y/N! I was hoping to spend time with you today. Walk with me?" Aro offered his arm. You took it without hesitation. Was it smart? Probably not. He could kill you with a flick of his wrist if he wanted. But he hadn't show any signs that he was going to hurt you. At least not yet. Plus, Jane had conveniently left you wandering around part of the castle you weren't as familiar with. You didn't want to get lost so walking with Aro seemed like the best option.

As you walked, Aro made small talk. You smiled at the conversation as you let your gaze travel to the side of his face. This was one of the few times that Aro let his guard down and you wanted to commit it to memory. You hadn't realized that you had zoned out until Aro stopped, causing your hand to slip from his arm. As it did, your hand touched his. You inhaled sharply, but your hand wouldn't listen to your brain and move.

Aro froze so suddenly, you thought he'd turned into a statue. His eyes were unfocused as his head was overloaded with every thought you'd ever had, including the one you had been trying so hard to hide. After a moment, Aro blinked. He smiled at you. You couldn't speak. You were so embarrassed. You looked away from him, intent on running away.

"You could try, but you know I would catch you in a moment." You frowned and then remembered that your hands were still slightly touching. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't, that is, I wasn't-" Aro's light chuckle cut you off. "You have no need to apologize. I find myself in a similar situation." You blinked in surprise, making Aro laugh again.

"Why are you so surprised? You are, truly, the most beautiful and intriguing woman I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, immortal or human." You felt yourself flushing. Aro finally moved his hand so the two of you were no longer touching. He lifted the hand and offered it to you. "Shall we continue our walk?" For a moment, you looked between his hand and his face. Those milky red eyes regarded you with worry and perhaps a little amusement.

With only a second of hesitation, you let your hand slip into his. Aro practically preened under your touch. He brought it up to his mouth, pressing his cold lips against your heated skin. You couldn't help the smile that spread across your face. You were in a happy daze when Aro pulled away and began walking again.

"I'm glad this happened," you whispered. You knew he could hear you. Aro's lips upturned into a smile. "As am I, my dear. Although, we should inform Jane and Marcus. The two of them have been…enthusiastic in their attempts to get us alone together." You rolled your eyes. "Jane I get. She's been trying to find a way to get me to agree to immortality since I got here. Marcus? Not so much. I never pictured him as a busybody." Aro laughed and reminded you of Marcus' gift. "Perhaps he has seen a bond between us. He has been very cautious about allowing me to see his thoughts recently."

The thought both excited and worried you. Is what you were feeling for Aro because of some odd bond? Or were you in control? And if it was a result of a bond, what would happen if you and Aro were to lose those feelings for each other? Aro stopped walking again. "You fret too much, mi amore. If the bond is there, it can be broken by our own choices. And, unless it is the bond of a true mate, nothing would truly happen should we choose to pursue our current feelings for one another."

"What do you choose, Aro?" Aro didn't say anything for a moment. "I have waited a long time to meet someone like you. Someone that can make me feel something more. Even if you are not my true mate, I choose to try, if you will allow me? And maybe one day, you will choose an eternity with us here in Volterra. With me." You bit your lip and tried not to smile. Trust Aro to sound so awkward yet eloquent at the same time.

"Yes." That one word seemed to brighten Aro's entire being. "Finally," another voice broke into your little moment. You let out a little scream and jumped. You turned to face Jane with a glare. "Don't you have somewhere to be, Nosy Rosy?" Jane merely arched a blonde brow at the nickname. "My place is as Master Aro's guard today."

"So you heard…everything?" She smirked. "Yes. And I cannot wait to tell Master Marcus," she replied before speeding away. You moved to chase after her, but Aro held you back. "You realize, of course, that you would never catch her, do you not?" You turned your hard stare on Aro. "Yes. But it would make me feel better."

Aro laughed and shook his head fondly. "Perhaps I could be of assistance?" You beamed. "What did you have in mind?" In no time, Aro scooped you up bridal style and flashed away. Your peals of laughter bounced off the castle walls as the wind caused by Aro's speed wrang through your ears. You never knew Aro could be so playful, but you had to admit, you liked it. And, if this was a sign of things to come, you would have to give immortality and staying in Volterra some serious thought.

(a/n: I hope this is what you were looking for! ALL taglists are open!)

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thebookwormfairy · 4 years ago

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Kelpto!Marinette Au: Ft. Captain the Retired Police Dog

(Daminette)

In this au Hawkmoth isn't active (yet) so Marinette doesn't have her miraculous (yet)

Daminette Masterlist

First things first, Captain loves his girl

Even if she had sticky fingers

He knows she's never stolen anything from stores but she does "borrow" stuff from her friends

He first noticed it when her friend Luka came over

She kept taking his guitar picks and giving them back

At one point she took it out of his hand as he was playing

Luka didn't seem mad about her taking them in fact he seemed amused if not a little fascinated by her ability to do so

The there was the time she was with her other friend Kagami

She took her fencing foil right out of her hand

Captain expect the usually cold girl to get angry at Marinette so he jumped up from his place on the side lines to protect his girl

But as he made it to his girl's side Kagami started to laugh

Kagami: I should really stop being surprised by you Marinette

Captain was surprised by the girl's reaction but was happy that she wasn't mad at the girl

Captain started to notice that his girl's friends took Marinette skills as a challenge

They would set up mini heist for Marinette to do

They always have different objectives

One of them was to steal a ring off Luka's mom's hand without her noticing

Which of course Marinette succeeded

Anarka was very impressed by this

The loud music man, Jagged Stone, and his mate, Penny Rolling, also seemed to join in on the fun

One time the objective was to steal Fang

Marinette got it done in 30 minutes and just had Fang hang out with her and Captain

The crocodile was in Marinette's room for half a day before Jagged realized that Marinette had already got him

Captain notice that these heist would usually happen whenever Marinette was stress, like when she had a lot of commissions or it was exam time at her shool

It seemed that Marinette had her sticky fingers under control until they went to Gotham

Captain could tell that Marinette was excited to go to another country

But he could also tell that she was nervous to be without her family and close friends

She wasn't on bad terms with most of the class but she wasn't exactly on good terms either

It was almost like a stalemate in a war

A war between Marinette and Lila

They were civil was the best way to describe it

But that didn't mean that Lila wasn't looking for every opportunity to to push the stalemate to her favor

For that reason Captian snucked onto the plane so that his girl would have somebody with her

Of course Lila tried to make it out like Marinette did it on purpose

But luckily Marinette was quickly able to prove that she had nothing to do with it

Marinette: I have absolutely no supplies with me to take care of Captain! What kind of irresponsible dog owner would sneak a dog into another country without making sure they had to proper shots, food, and supplies?!?!

The class had to admit if there was one thing Marinette would never do it would be putting Captain in a situation that would put him in danger

So Marinette got Captain everything he needed while the class was out shopping

Though Marinette was thrilled to have Captain with her she was stressed that Lila was going to do something to the good boy

Marinette knew Gotham was a dangerous city and she wouldn't put it past Lila to cause some sort of "accident" to either her or Captain

So with her stress level up Marinette felt her fingers begin to itch

Usually she would turn to Luka and Kagami for times like this but they were on the other side of the planet

She could feel her fingers start to twitch as she walked around the block that her class was exploring

She always been good at controlling her kelpto tendencies but her nerves were really making them act up

She started to fidget with the stuff in her pocket when she heard shouting

Marinette looked up and saw a man running from a woman

Woman: Stop that man! He took my purse!

Marinette angled her body so that she would be in the man's path

The man not paying attention to the girl now in his path ran into Marinette

He was in such a hurry he didn't realize that Marinette had switch the woman's purse for a used poop bag when he ran into her

The man continued running not realizing the switch as Marinette walked over to the woman

Marinette handing the woman her purse: Here you go

Woman: Thank you so much

Marinette: No problem

Jason in the roof across the street: Guys you would not believe what I just saw

Tim over com: let me guess you are once again for going work to do patrol during the day

Jason: Yes but you got to hear what I just saw

Dick over com: What Jason?

Jason: I was watching over the shopping district and some guy snatch this woman's purse. I was about to jump in, when he bumped into this girl with a dog who switched the woman's purse with a use pop bag! The guy still hasn't realized the switch I can see him two streets over still running!

Dick: What?!

Tim: Really?! How did she manage that?

Jason: I don't know! She got some quick fingers on her! But we can't tell Bruce. She's right in his MO for adoption

Tim: Black hair blue eyes?

Jason: Exactly!

Damian over com: Will you three idiots quiet down! Unlike you three I still have school work to do, and it's hard to do that with you three chattering in my ear. Coms are only suppose to be used for emergencies during the day!

Jason: Oh calm down Demon Spawn. I just couldn't wait to tell y'all about this girl.

Damian annoyed: Well why don't you just ask her out then?

Jason: Nah not really my type, also she's a but too young for me, she looks around your age Demon Spawn

Dick: Ohhh, maybe we should set them up together

Tim: With such quick hands she would be a great addition to our team

Jason: And she has a German sheperd with her

Dick: She sounds great! Right Little Bird?

Damian: I've have enough of this, Damian out.

Damian turned off his com cutting off his brothers' laughter

The last thing Damian needed right now was his brothers trying to set him up with some random girl who was able to trick some low level criminal

The incident with the purse snatcher relieved a bit of Marinette's stress but she could still feel her fingers twitching as she ran them through Captain's fur

She couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen soon

She had the okay for Captain to come with her on all her schools outings

But that didn't mean that something wasn't going to happen

She just didn't know what

The next day when Marinette was walking Captain in the park when sheet a nice (and cute) boy named Damian and they hit it off

He was such a sweet boy with his own dogs

The two just seemed to click

All Marinette's free roam time was spent with Damian, Titus, and sometimes Ace

Captain got along great with Titus and he seem to have the same instant connection to Ace

The two were often seen cuddling when Damian brought her along

Captain was a little sketch out about this new boy

He couldn't get rid of this feeling that Damian was hiding something from his girl

He tries to ask Ace and Titus about it but the two just brushed him off

Though Captain did notice as the two got closer his girl's twitchy fingers calmed down and she didn't reach to sneakily borrow something from the people around her

So he begrudgingly accept this strange boy

Marinette had to say the best part about the whole Gotham trip was meeting Damian

The two were just friends but Marinette couldn't denied the spark she felt

There might have been a bit of flirting between the two but Marinette was hesitant to form a deeper relationship with Damian because she knew how hard long distance relationships were

On her final day in Gotham Marinette and Captain went with the class to get a tour at Wayne Enterprise

It was the finally stop before they were to return home

As Marinette entered Wayne Enterprise she was surprised to find Damian their waiting for them with an older man who had black hair and blue eyes

Marinette broke away from her class who were too busy talking among themselves to notice

Marinette: Hey Damian! What are you doing here?

Damian: Hey Angel, Captian-

Dick: Wait you didn't tell her Baby Bird?

Damian blushed at the use of his nickname in front of the girl he admittedly had a crush on

He had done his best to keep her away from his family and had succeeded

The only one he really talk to about Marinette was Dick who promised to keep Marinette between the two of them

But when Damian found out that Marinette and her class were going to be touring Wayne Enterprise on their final day in Gotham

Damian tried to tell Marinette before the day arrived but whenever he was ready to tell her, he would get lost in her big blue eyes or Captain would interrupt them

So as he stood in front of the girl who has wrapped himself around her finger in such a short time he was once again at a lost for words

Marinette wrapping her hand around Damian's and giving it a squeeze: Damian are you okay?

As Marinette pulled away she realized to her horror that she accidentally stole his watch

Damian and Dick stood wide eyed as Marinette held out Damian's watch

They didn't even notice her taking it off him

Marinette: I'm soooo sorry! I really didn't mean to take this! I'm so so so sorry!

Captain moved so that he stood between Marinette's legs ready to protect her if either of the two males in front of him tried to do anything to his girl

As Marinette freaked out a little bit Dick couldn't help but laugh as this young girl was able to pull off that trick without him or Damian noticing

Damian snapping out of his shock: It's okay Marinette, that's actually a really great trick. Not many people can sneak one by me

Marinette blushing: Thanks Damian, but you didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?

Damian scratching the back of his head: Well you see Angel I'm here to help my brother give your class a tour of Wayne Enterprise

Marinette: So your Damian Wayne?

Damian: Yes, I hope that doesn't change anything between us

Marinette smiling: No, it definitely doesn't

Marinette and Captain walked back over to the class

As Damian watched Marinette walk away he went to put his watch back on only to see that it's gone from his hands

He hears a small wuff as he looks up he sees Captain sitting in front of him holding his watch

Dick: That some girl you got there Damian

Damian sighing: Yeah she is

Bonus

Jason seeing a picture of Marinette and Damian together: THAT'S THE GIRL I SAW!!

#maribat #captain the retired police dog #pet headcanon #damian x marinette #marinette x damian

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The Five Minute Adventures of Snake Noir: Ch 6 - Miraculous Abuse

Chapter 1: I Want It To Be You

Chapter 2: Best Friends

Chapter 3: Best Laid Plans

Chapter 4: A Thank You

Chapter 5: Unwanted Revelations

Chapter 6: Miraculous Abuse

If Adrien had avoided using the snake before, he now was operating on the other extreme. Ladybug had told him to abuse it, and he’s not sure she would have meant it quite so literally, but well… he and Nino had come up with a list.

It had started with his homework. If he could finish his homework in far less time, he’d have more time to visit Nino and Marinette. Not that it took a lot of time to visit Marinette as it was usually a loop, so even if he spent hours with her, it never took longer than ten minutes as far as the rest of the world was concerned.

He unfortunately couldn’t do all of his homework in a time loop because that would leave whatever he had completed in the last five minutes erased. But he could do all the reading, researching, planning, and studying in a loop. Anything that didn’t require him to write anything down.

Nathalie had only walked on him transformed once.

“Yes, Nathalie?” he had asked, without looking up from his textbook. He hadn’t even thought about it.

She stood stock still and was dead silent. He glanced towards her with a frown - her eyes were comically wide, but that was the only sign that she was shocked. He glanced down, and remembered he was transformed at Aspik.

Read on Ao3

“Oh shit!”

But it had been easy enough to fix. He just reset, destranformed, waited for Nathalie to come in and deliver his schedule changes for the week and leave, and then he transformed again.

And then Nino had realized if he could pack all of his studying into the space of five minutes, Adrien could surely squeeze in some well deserved leisure time as well.

It only took 71 loops to read a hundred thousand words, and Adrien had long ago discovered the joys of fanfiction, but he had never really had time to read more than a bit here or there. Now? With unlimited time and an entire endless library of things to read based on his favorite games and anime? Let’s just say his current power set brought a whole new meaning to the phrase, “Just One More Chapter.”

And a season of anime was only 119 loops. Hell, he had gotten through all 981 episodes of One Piece in 4532 loops, which was still nothing compared to his time as Aspik, and honestly, far less traumatizing.

He had felt slightly guilty about it. He was literally using the powers of time travel to watch anime.

But when he mentioned it to Nino, his friend had just rolled his eyes. “Dude! You’re thinking about this all wrong. You’re a hero and we need you to be okay. This is about avoiding burnout as much as it is about having a good time. It’s so you get enough of a break and enough sleep to be a competent hero that we all need!”

But eventually the stories and shows hadn’t been enough to hold his attention. And he took another of Nino’s ideas and started paying visits to several of his friends.

He had gone to Kagami first. He had no expectations of healing things with her, but he had always wanted to be able to explain so that his apologies might mean something.

“Chat Noir? Is there an akuma?” she asked by way of greeting.

He rubbed the back of his neck.

“Ah, no. I wanted to talk to you about something, but I also have to erase your memory after the fact to protect identities. Are you okay with that?”

Her eyebrows rose in surprise. “You have piqued my curiosity. You may proceed.”

He nodded. He had already activated his power before he had landed in her bedroom that was definitely as lavish as his own if not quite as spacious.

“So… more than anything I wanted to apologize to you?”

She frowned. “I’m unaware of anything that you have done that would require an apology.”

“Kagami, I’m Adrien.”

Her eyes went wide for a second. “Ah, I see.” Then, she nodded.

“That’s it?”

“No, it makes a lot of sense.” And then she did something he never would have expected. She smiled. And most of his tension released.

“I just wanted to explain now that I had the ability to. That I wasn’t ever lying to you or running from our dates because I wanted to.”

“You had to sacrifice your own desires for a higher calling.”

“Yeah, that’s it exactly.”

She smiled at him again. “I appreciate you coming to explain and I understand completely why I can’t remember. May I ask you a question?”

“Of course!”

“Were you never in love with Marinette?”

“Well, I… uh… it was hard to see Marinette when I was completely enamored with Ladybug, but…”

She shook her head. “Are you in love with both of them now?”

“I mean, sortve?” He knew Kagami hated when he ended every sentence as if it was a question. “They’re the same person.”

Kagami sighed. “How disappointing.”

“Disappointing?! She’s amazing!”

“I know, but if she’s Ladybug and you’re Chat Noir, I have never had a chance with either of you.”

He felt like he had been thrown off a cliff. “What? You had feelings for Marinette?”

She grinned. “Well, she is amazing, as you always say. At least I know that I have really good taste.”

“Well, I’m sorry to have ruined all your prospects.”

“I will survive. Neither of you define me as a person.”

“You’re pretty amazing, too, you know,” he told her sincerely.

She nodded. “You honor me.”

He laughed. “Kagami, please don’t get all formal on me. I’m still just me.”

“Well, I hope you know that I appreciate all that you and Ladybug do for the city,” Kagami told him, ignoring his request.

“Thank you, Kagami. That means a lot coming from you.”

She nodded in acknowledgment and he knew he was being dismissed, and then he slid the switch on his bracelet and he was on the roof of her family’s manor once again his heart a little lighter.

He had gone to Alya after that. He had been nervous since she was the one who tended to push him aside as Chat Noir. But his fears proved to be completely unfounded as for the most part she could never stop laughing whenever he revealed himself.

“Wait! You’re Adrien?!”

She burst into cackles immediately.

“Why is that so funny?!” He has demanded the first time.

She had just grinned, shaking her head and still chuckling. “I wish I could explain it to you, sunshine.”

“I already know Marinette is Ladybug,” he said.

“Oh good! Then I don’t have to be panicked about accidentally slipping!” And she went back to rolling on the floor laughing.

“You wouldn’t happen to already know Marinette’s other secret would you?” she asked.

His eyebrows scrunched together under his mask. “Umm… that she’s in love with me as Adrien?”

Her face lit up. “Oh see!! You do get it!”

He shook his head. “I do not get it.”

“The two of you managed to get yourself in a love square. You’ve been chasing each other around like two cute little hamsters in hamster balls.”

He sighed, far less amused than Alya at the current state of his Marinette’s relationship. “I’m really glad someone is getting some joy out of this.”

“Hey!” she objected. “I’m only going to know this for another three minutes! Let me have my fun!”

He held up his hands in surrender, and he was smiling in spite of himself. Maybe some time in the future, after he and Marinette could be together, it would be funny to him, too.

“God! This is why it feels like I’m third-wheeling during akuma fights,” she exclaimed.

“You feel like a third wheel?!” he repeated in disbelief. “Have you seen the chaotic energy that is you and Marinette coming up with a plan together? I am definitely the third wheel in that situation.”

And then she was cackling again. “I’m sorry,” she wheezed. “Nino says I can be a bit of a bulldozer when I’m trying to find a solution to something.”

“That’s putting it mildly,” he said dryly.

All the mirth fled her face and she looked at him in concern. “Hey, you okay?”

He nodded. “It’s not like I’m allowed to be anything else.”

“No, don’t say that! You’re allowed to be upset with me! I deserve it sometimes.”

He shook his head. “I’m never going to hold your ability to defeat an akuma against you. I just… have felt a little unneeded lately,” he admitted.

She stared at him for a second and then she burst into laughter again.

And despite still not getting it, he found himself chuckling, too. Her laughter was just that infectious. “Why do you find this so funny?” he asked.

“Because you’re a literal superhero and a model with more money than god, and a heart of absolute gold. You work with her as Ladybug so well I have to deal with crazy conspiracy theorists on the Ladyblog who think the two of you must be telepathic aliens!”

“What? People don’t think that.”

“They do! And it’s annoying. But my point is you’re the real deal, Agreste, and she’s crazy about you, and you know it, and yet you still manage to doubt yourself.”

“I’m glad my struggles and hang ups are so amusing to you,” he said with a pout.

She sat up and fist bumped his shoulder. “Aww! Sunshine! I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant, your insecurity makes you seem sweeter and cuter. And it makes you seem more human. I don’t mean to mock you in any way.”

He searched her face and only found open sincerity.

“Thanks, Alya.”

“So, does she know that you know?”

“I mean, she doesn’t right now. But I’ve told her. Many many times, but it was just like this and she doesn’t remember.”

She softened. “That sounds difficult.”

“It’s apparently better than the alternative,” he said, going for nonchalance, but he didn’t fool her if her scooching to sit right next to him was anything to go by.

“I wish we could all fix it for you, Adrien.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“How are you?”

He shrugged. “I’m okay at the moment. Some days are worse than others. Nino… Nino has been a godsend.”

She smiled. “He is pretty amazing. He knows outside of a loop?”

“He does.”

“I’m glad you have that, Adrien. Marinette was falling apart at the seams before she told me.”

“Does he know about Marinette?” Adrien asked. Sometimes, it seemed like Nino knew more than he was letting on. But maybe his friend was just really respectful of secrets and didn’t ask questions.

“Not from me! And he hasn’t told me about you being Chat Noir either.”

Adrien glanced toward the window.

“Does it bother you that there are secrets between the two of you?” he finally asked.

“No, not these ones. They’re not our secrets. They’re yours, and they’re Marinette’s, so they’re not ours to share.”

“I'm jealous,” he admitted.

She offered him a sympathetic smile. “Someday, you won’t have to be anymore.”

The Snake beeped it’s first warning. “Time’s just about up.”

She offered him a fist bump and then a hug. He reciprocated both. “I’m glad you stopped by, Sunshine. You’re always welcome any time you think my particular brand of company is something that would help you.”

He grinned. “Thank you, Alya.”

“I look forward to the day when all four of us can just be open about everything,” she said.

He snorted. “You and me both.”

His went to his bodyguard next.

“I just wanted to apologize to you for always running off. I don’t mean to make your job harder or get you into trouble. I am literally running away to save the city.”

His bodyguard didn’t say anything. He never said anything. He had just let out a resigned sigh and then patted Adrien’s shoulder.

Adrien took that as forgiveness and reset the loop. There was no sense in sitting there in awkward silence for another four and a half minutes.

When he had told Nathalie one afternoon at her desk outside her office, she looked horrified - frozen as still as a statue trapped in Medusa’s gaze.

“Nathalie?”

“I… all this time?” she whispered.

“Yeah. I know it’s a lot. I know it causes you a bit of grief when I disappear.”

She waved away his concern. “Right now, we’re in some kind of time loop and I won’t remember?”

“But you will,” she said. It wasn’t a question.

“Yes,” he confirmed anyway.

“Adrien, I need you to listen to me.”

He nodded.

“I can never find out. Your father can’t either. If you need something because you’re hurt or cornered, or…” she trailed off.

Was she crying?

She cleared her throat.

“Go to your friends. Their parents. Just… not your father, okay? Or me, because I’d have to inform him.”

His brows furrowed together in confusion. “Okay?” It wasn’t hard to to agree despite how weird she was being. He knew Paris needed him and he also knew that his father would never let him continue. Especially if he was seeking help due to an injury or something.

That’s what Nathalie was referring to, right?

She patted him on the shoulder. It was even more awkward than when his bodyguard had done it.

“Adrien, you’re quite impressive as a hero.”

“Thank you,” he said with a smile.

And then there was Marinette. He had learned that it was impossible to tell her he was Adrien without making her cry, which was frustrating because she was also so much more open and affectionate once she knew.

“How do I get you to not breakdown when I tell you this?” he asked her seriously.

She laughed through her tears. “I’m sorry, kitty. I have no idea. It’s just… it’s not fair.”

He smiled. “That’s what Ladybug always says,” he told her casually. She didn’t know that he knew this go around.

“She’s right! You deserve so much, and life… it’s not fair!”

He turned to her seriously. “I don’t need life to be fair, Mari. I just… don’t want to have to wear a mask all the time.” And then he smiled. “I’m glad that you’re okay with me doing this.”

She nodded tearfully. “Anytime, Kitty. Anytime.”

Then during a regular patrol at one point. He had just realized he wanted to make her laugh. So he spent another few hundred loops figuring out which jokes made her laugh the hardest and which ones were absolute duds. Then, on a day when she was having a hard time, he showed up on her balcony and gave her the best one hour comedy of her life.

Her unrestrained laughter was so explosive she had literally fallen out of her chair. Totally worth it.

“Thank you, kitty,” she said wiping the tears induced by her laughter. “You have no idea how much I needed this.”

He hadn’t argued. “Of course, princess. I am always at your service!”

Then, he started working on the perfect confession. He was trying to see if he could get her to kiss him as Chat Noir without revealing his identity because, you know, that always made her cry.

“Can I use the snake to ask you a very important question?” He has asked Ladybug on patrol.

She nodded, and he activated it.

“What do you think it would take to get you to kiss me?”

She laughed. “Are you serious right now? That is your very important question?”

“It is,” he nodded, but offered her a huge grin so she could take it as a joke if she wanted.

“Why? You haven’t been able to be successful yet?” she teased.

“Oh no! I’ve been super successful. All I really have to do is tell you my name.”

She scoffed.

“No, I’m serious!” he boasted with a huge grin splitting his face knowing she only half believed him.

“So, why don’t you just do that?” she asked seriously.

“Because you always cry! And I don’t want to kiss away your tears. I want to make you smile.”

She got quiet. “You know, we can’t be together right?”

“Yeah Marinette,” he whispered. “I know that really well.”

It was silent.

“How long have you known?” she asked softly.

He had no idea how to answer that question. Because time was now very weird for him. In one sense he had only known for a few weeks, on the other he had literally spent so much time in loops that it had to have been at least twice that at this point. Maybe more.

“A while,” he said. “But we’ve already talked about that to death. I’d much rather figure out how to get you to fall desperately in love with this half of me.”

She raised her eyebrows. “You want me to fall desperately in love with you in five minutes?”

He shrugged. “We have a solid foundation of trust and friendship. I’m not starting from nothing. Plus, I’ve fallen in love in less than five minutes before.” With her. He didn’t think he needed to say that though.

She actually smiled. “Yeah, I’ve fallen in love pretty fast before, too.”

And it occurred to him that he had no idea what had made her fall in love with Adrien. He probably could ask her, but that was one more memory that he wanted her to remember having told him.

He could probably just show up on her balcony as regular old Chat Noir and just say something like, “So, Adrien Agreste, huh?” She’d probably tell him, and she’d even remember it. But she wouldn’t know that it was him she was telling.

How the hell had his life gotten so complicated?

“There’s no way I would start crying just from knowing your name though,” she said. “You have to be making that up.”

He just turned to her and raised his eyebrows.

The expression probably didn’t work as well with his transformation covering them.

But she still hesitated. “There’s no way!” she exclaimed, but then she got a thoughtful look in her eyes. “Unless…”

And then her eyes started welling with tears.

And he almost laughed. But he managed to hold it back.

“Oh, come here, bug,” he said instead, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to him. And he just held her as she shook silently.

“It’s not fair,” she whispered.

“I know,” he said, and then kissed the top of her head. “I know.”

“Do you see my problem now?” he said after another pause.

And she laughed through her tears, which had been his intention, and he smiled.

She pulled away. “I’ve thought about it before, you know.”

“Thought about what?”

“Letting myself fall for Chat Noir?”

He hugged her tighter. “Yeah?”

“It never seemed like it would be that hard. I think if it hadn’t been for Chat Blanc, it would have happened after New York.”

He laughed. “Really? New York was when I thought maybe I should ask out Marinette.”

She looked up at him in horror. “Oh my god! We’re just perpetually screwed, aren’t we? We’re just going to keep missing each other over and over!”

He kissed her hand. “No m’lady,” he assured. “That can’t happen because now I know, and I can’t forget.”

And then she was crying again, harder. “I don’t want to forget either.”

“I know,” he told her, kissing her hand again. “I promise it won’t be forever.”

“I love you, Adrien.”

“I love you, too.”

And that time, of the two of them, it was he who was stronger and able to slide his fingers across the reset.

And he might have stayed in that loop far longer than he should have trying to figure out the way to the heart he had apparently already won.

He learned that she did enjoy his flirting whatever she said to the contrary, but the moments where he was vulnerable and genuine were the ones that seemed to move her the most.

But none of it was quite enough. If he wanted a kiss, he always had to tell her his name.

But despite his failure, pulling himself out of that loop was the hardest thing he had ever done.

And that’s how he knew he was in trouble.

…

“Nino, you have to take this away from me,” Adrien said, holding out the snake miraculous. He had just arrived and released both his transformations.

Nino took it, his eyebrows pinched together. “What? Why?”

“Because I’m scared I’m going to go into a loop and I’m never going to come out of it.”

“What do you mean?”

“Look! Being here with you, with you knowing everything, is amazing. It’s the only time I feel like myself, unless,” he held up the bracelet, “I’m using this and… it’s getting harder to pull myself out of the loops.”

“Your visits to Ladybug?”

“Yeah,” Adrien admitted. “She told me to go every single day so I would remember what it was like to be loved,” he paused for a second, trying to swallow the sudden lump in his throat. “The problem is I really really like being loved.”

And then he couldn’t hold the tears back anymore.

Nino pulled him by the arm down to the ground and sat right next to him shoulder to shoulder.

Adrien buried his face in his hands.

“For the record, dude,” Nino whispered. “You are loved even outside a loop with Ladybug.”

Adrien threw his arms around Nino. “I honestly don’t know why you put up with me at this point. I feel like you have to put up with a lot.”

Nino grinned. “Hey! I happen to like hanging out with you! This shift has been awesome because I get to see you way more often.”

“And I’m not like messing up date night with Alya or anything, am I?”

“Nah!” Nino waves away his concern. “Alya and I hangout in the mornings and during lunch. Lately Marinette has monopolized her evenings.”

Adrien managed to keep a straight face at that. “If you and her ever do need a day away from the children, I’m sure Marinette and I can figure out a way to take care of ourselves for a day.”

Nino burst out laughing.

“What?! I’m a big boy and Marientte’s a big girl. We can take care of ourselves.”

Nino just shook his head, still snickering.

“Maybe all four of us could do something some time,” Nino suggested, his eyes sparkling.

Adrien narrowed his eyes. Did Nino know? He knew he couldn’t ask without giving it away, and he had just handed over the snake.

“That sounds really nice,” Adrien said, knowing he wouldn’t be able to handle going on a double date that he had to pretend wasn’t a double date. But someday.

He wanted to cry again, but his eyes remained dry.

“So, you just want me to keep it?” Nino asked, holding up the bracelet. “Should I hide it here in the room? Or wear it?”

“Wear it,” Adrien said. That was the only way Nino would know where it was at all times. “But don’t use it. Not even for an akuma.”

He didn’t want Nino to ever experience a loop on the battlefield. Not if he could help it.

“I reserve the right to come save your ass if necessary,” Nino said as he slipped the miraculous around his wrist.

Adrien laughed. “Okay, but please don’t unless you absolutely have to. I don’t need Ladybug pissed at me for giving away a miraculous.”

Nino frowned at him then. “Why are you giving this to me, instead of back to her?”

Adrien’s answer to that was complicated. Partly because he didn’t want Marinette to know that his loops with her were hurting him even as they gave him hope, and he definitely didn’t want her to know that he had fallen to the point of being borderline addicted.

But there was also a strategic element to his choice. He could approach Nino in either form, and Nino would know to trust him.

“You know who I am,” Adrien finally said.

“Will you be okay without it?” Nino asked.

Adrien shrugged. “I don’t know. But I’m definitely not okay with it right now.” He paused, then looked at Nino. “I might be texting and calling you a lot over the next few days.”

Nino laughed. “I can’t promise to answer right away all the time, but you can always do that, man. Always.”

Adrien let his head fall onto Nino’s shoulder. “Have I ever told you that you’re the absolute best?”

“I could stand to hear it a few more times,” Nino said.

Adrien grinned. “Noted.”

…

Chapter 7: The Five Minute Adventures of Ananta

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