#Anyways I just had this random idea and I typed as I went so yea it's kinda bULLSHIT LOL

[radiance1]

If Danny + Vlad = Sun Core. Then what kind of core does Vlad have for Space to just turn into the Sun? Fire? Plasma (I remember seeing this somewhere)? Star (Thought honestly the Sun IS a star)? I would like to put gravity there as well as an option but ehhhh.

So, through the mention of Time Travellers, I am ASSUMING that this is a timeline where Dan is redeemed and in Danny's timeline (Still find it fun to have Dan have a whole sort identity crisis over the fact that, if his timeline was erased then is he actually just Danny's future or completely cut off from that) since his own was erased and he maybe was let out of the Thermos from Clockwork's watch because redemption and allat.

So I am further going to assume that since Vlad is not mentioned here that he is either thugging it out with the GIW or is currently in hiding. I'm choosing the former assumption, as the thought of Vlad being captured and or experimented on is very, very enticing to think about while Dan, Danny, Dani, and Jazz are out there somewhere in the world.

(Even better if Dan left Vlad behind in order to save the DDJ (I'm not typing out their names again) and Vlad is emotionally hurt by this but logically knows that it would be the correct decision to make)

(Somewhat redeemed Vlad where isn't as much of a giant fruitloop but not full way redemption and healing because, you know, Jack and Maddie dying and then being captured by the GIW)

This would also actually make sense as to why Dan is booking it to a Pit (if he knows that or not is honestly up to you) because Vlad is compromised and, by extension, that means his portal is compromised as well.

Anywho, enough about THAT.

Regarding Jack and Maddie, I want to say that they would be good parents but a bigger part of me wants to say they would be more 'Trying Fenton Parents' as in, they're not the best and they do continue to mess up BUT! They're trying their best to be better parents than they were previously. So, they're neither strictly good nor bad but trying parents.

Maybe one of their first acts was to cut their connections with the GIW, which lead to their eventual deaths via portal exploding and the GIW. Which could actually lead to a bit more hurt on Dan's end than he originally expected, to see his parents again (Well, not his parents because his timeline is gone, but a variation) and being told that, even with trying to kill them they still accept him and trying to better themselves (Something which never happened in his timeline because, you know, dead and all) only to just... die. Without even making any good progress because it was cut short is just... pretty unfair actually.

Not to mention losing parents a second time.

RIGHT ANYWYAS.

So, giant dragon flying through the sky without care for what's below. Would obviously set off the panic button for everyone who sees it and, like you said, several Time Travellers are in a panic because the world ending threat that succeeded in destroying the world is just, right there. Up in the goddamn sky.

(Perhaps even a select few are in hysterics because they thought that timeline was just gone, erased. Because it has been so that threat shouldn't even exist anymore (Though who that would be idk))

The goverment (Cough Amanda Waller) is on the Justice League's ass about this and telling them to find a way to deal with it if it became a threat. The Justice League is trying to find any information they can to piece together with the information given by Time Travellers. Several Supervillains are interested in this being of fearsome might, some scientifically, some magically, some both and some just for the raw power they can tell it holds and wants in their service.

The GIW are... less than pleased about this situation. One, because it reveals undeniable proof of ghosts existing that removes one of their few protections with the only saving grace being that it doesn't reveal the GIW's existence yet. Two, this recent stunt would undeniably draw Amanda Waller's attention and, if she does manage to piece together that ghosts do in fact, exist, she would crack down on them with an iron fist and make everything they want to do much, much harder since she can now view them as an actual threat. Three, they escaped, which was extremely obvious yes they know, but at the very least they managed to obtain one of them out of the four of them.

It was unstable, yes. But far better than the one with the core of the moon, which was the most unstable of all of them no matter how much it tried to appear anywhere differently.

And then there was the Fenton child. They were honestly split on what to consider her as. It was apparent that she wasn't a ghost, but she was by no means normal either. She could not turn into a ghost but that was traded off for transforming into a dragon and somehow, somehow she had a core. Something humans shouldn't have and even 'liminals' as the GIW took to calling both the residents of Amity Park and even some of their own number, had a core nowhere near as well developed as she possessed. Just a pale imitation of one compared to what she had and the one of a true ghost.

She was a scientific marvel! It was a shame that her parents couldn't see that, unfortunately, even though they had the titles as the best in the field that they so foolishly discarded just because their children, in case, turned out to be a ghost and, in the other, had the qualities of one despite still being distinctly human.

The GIW were a fan of weaponized and utilized incompetence but was a truly idiotic move on their part. To think of all the discoveries they could have made together if they just made the right decision.

Truly, a pity.

The largest dragon among them, apparently some variant of their son fused with his godfather-which was as fascinating as it was hard to believe on the implications alone-was not their highest priority right now. No, that was avoiding Amanda Waller's attention but even then it still wasn't.

Their highest priority subject would be to gain custody over one Jazmine Fenton. With their lowest being that unstable clone that tried to appear anything but unstable.

Prompt 300

Danny squirms and hisses, trying to dig his claws into dark scales as the clouds whistle by. “Wait- Ancients dammit- STOP!” he shrieked, cursing how tiny his own ghost form was compared to his other not-quite-future-self. Wings that could easily dwarf the entire Ops center beat through the air, fast enough to cause his eyes to sting. 

“Dan- bring me back- stop-” he wailed, despite the grip on his scruff not even loosening. Yet the larger dragon didn’t so much as twitch back towards Amity, the city disappearing into the distance like a speck. “We have to go back-” 

The GIW were- were- They had to go back! The portal was gone (exploded, broken and all of Fentonworks a smoldering mess, oh Ancients he’s gonna be sick-), no one could return to the Realms, they were all sitting ducks- 

“Jordan please-” he begged, even though he already knew that between the city, between every other ghost and them, Dan would always choose to keep them safe. But Jazz was hurt, she wasn’t waking up from where she lay limply cradled in Dan’s claws. 

There was so much blood, and he only knew she was still alive from the weak fluttering of her core, growing stronger as her heartbeat faded. She needed help, she needed doctors- he doesn’t know if she would be able to come back, not with how they were leaving the ecto-rich city behind and he didn’t want to lose her- Dan’s blank panic was swamping his own, drowning both of them in the emotion as the dragon tore through the sky. Some part of him knew they couldn’t stay in Amity anymore, but- But Jazz needed help- Danny couldn’t help the tears that dripped from his yes, pretending it was merely the clouds as they flew to places unknown to him.

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Heey mutual @radiance1 Dragon buddy o' mine

[icallhimjoey]

Reinvent Love

♥ ♥          Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader 

Summary: You and Joe are treading new waters. You’re no longer flatmates, but still close. More than friends, but nothing defined. Nothing labeled. Determined to not lose what you have, though. But, can you?

CW / disclaimer: rpf, fem!reader, language, adult themes, jealousy, accusations, soft fluff, season 3 of my flatmate!joe

Author’s note: the first cracks; they're here - and, again, you don’t need to have read define close or explain us, but it’ll obviously give you backstory, which might help!

Wordcount: 3.6K

part one - part two - part three - part four - part five

It was silly. Joe was being silly.

He knew it, and felt so stupid for it. Like, in hindsight, the worrying felt so dumb. The constant milling shit over didn’t change anything, there was no real point to it. Although, maybe you being on his mind in this... new manner was what summoned you last night.

You just showed up, talking about a crazy day, no sad pouts, no needy touches. Just jittery movements and a lot to tell him.

Joe kind of sat back on his sofa, spread out and leaning into his left elbow and watched you pace around his lounge. Something about something a colleague had said that then turned out to be lies and you found out something by overhearing a phone call you weren’t meant to overhear – Joe was barely following along. Didn’t really try his best to, if he was honest.

He was moreso paying attention to what you were actually doing – were you even aware that you had started grabbing random things he had left lying around on his coffee table, on the kitchen island, on the counters, and one by one, put everything away where it was meant to go?  

Joe pursed a smile as he realised you knew exactly where everything went. Why did that make his chest ache in the best of ways?

This new casual form of intimacy seemed so small, but Joe felt how it smothered that little grain of doubt that resided in his chest. That little grain that had convinced him that you were probably going to fall into a new routine with your new flatmate after he moved in and, then you would probably grow close to him and Joe knew how you... no.

No.

He couldn’t think that.

It wasn’t fair on you. He caught himself trying to finish the thought a lot, but he knew it wasn’t fair. Wasn’t true. He didn’t even fully believe it. It was this thing. Still, he also couldn’t help how it simultaneously made him grow a little more possessive and made him want to prepare for the worst.

But, she was here, he had to remind himself.

She’s here.

And she was wandering around his space, letting her train of thought flow freely from her brain into his living room and he used to witness this all the time when you lived together still. Joe realised he’d actually missed it a lot, and wasn’t that the whole point? That he got to miss you now?

God, Joe missed you a lot and you were right there and he could just burst at the seams at how fucking lucky he felt.

He was a just normal guy in a normal flat with a normal relationship– well, normalish relationship, anyway. Not that you had talked about anything yet. Of course you hadn’t. But it was pretty fucking obvious what this was. So he had started shrugging whenever someone would ask if you were actually together, which felt a lot better than the forever, “No, we’re flatmates, what are you talking about?” he used to throw at people, practically gaslighting them out of whatever they thought they’d witnessed between him and the girl that he used to live with.

It was working. The plan he had made, this vague idea of normalcy; it was working out the way he had wanted it to.

And yea, sure, you were getting a new flatmate and Joe had a difficult time not feeling some type of way about that, but, he had made the decision to move out and, look at you now.

“Do you think I can get a raise out of this? Or at least get a weird bonus, mid-term?”

Joe had a hard time not laughing at your question as he saw you had already mentally moved onto something else. You were stood in the middle of the room, both hands on your hips, eyes scanning the room. Everything tidy and organised.

“Joe, when did you last clean?”

Joe followed your gaze up into one of the corners of the ceiling.

“I cleaned today.” Joe said, knowing you’d likely not take it as an honest answer. You had lived together, remember? No fucking way was Joe ever going to feel the urge to maybe sometimes swipe a feather duster across the upper corners of his living room.

You shuddered at the thought of what resided behind his curtains there.

You sighed and tutted and turned back to Joe’s kitchen like you were going to start cleaning his fucking ceilings at half past ten at night.

“Hey, no. No, no. Stop. Will you come sit down a second? My god.” Joe huffed, feigning annoyance. When you turned on your heel and giggled as you scurried over, Joe let a laugh escape his throat just before you let yourself fall into the cushions next to him.

He hooked an arm around your neck to pull you in so he could press his nose into your cheek a second. You gladly let him, and when he held you close like that for longer than you initially thought he would, you suddenly realised you’d just been talking about yourself for twenty minutes straight.

Just barged in with unimportant thoughts on your mind that you just verbally vomited right into Joe’s space. You knew it was mostly nervous energy that was only there because your new flatmate picked up his keys earlier, which now meant there was every opportunity for someone to just... walk into your flat at any given time. That had unexpectedly brought on way more anxiety than you previously thought it would do.

Hence why you decided to just... escape it, and went over to Joe’s to spend the night there.

Joe was pressing his nose into your cheek and held you in place for a bit before he moved his head down, hiding into your neck a second.

“You okay?” you asked softly, head tilting down a bit.

“Mm, yea, fine.” Joe inhaled deeply, before pressing a few small kisses to the crook there and moving back to look at you the in eye. He unhooked his elbow from around your neck and placed two cupped hands on either side of your face, swiping bits of hair back in the process.

Joe was leant all the way back into the sofa, head squished in between two of the back cushions and you took a moment to look at each other. Joe studied your face and rubbed his thumbs across the apples of your cheeks until you grew shy.

“You look tired,” you softly said before Joe sat up a little and leant closer. It had you close your eyes just before scrunching up your nose as he kissed the very tip of it.

“I am tired.” He mused, copying your nose scrunch when you blinked your eyes open again, and Joe looked so soft. Sort of pleased with life, happy to be where he was and like he’d just had a really good productive day. He blinked slowly, eyes only half open, and looked sleepy enough to slip right into dreams the second his head would hit his pillow.

You loved him like this. His hands on you, all soft touches. Comfy and cosy and calm. Just you and him. No one else. No threat of someone randomly walking in.

This was perfect.

“Mmm, me too.” You smiled and let Joe grab one of your elbows to pull an arm across his stomach as he sat back again.

“I’m not surprised. You’ve just done a 5K as you tidied this room, I think.”

You huffed a laugh as you sank into Joe’s side, and then you sat like that in silence for a moment. No TV on. No phones in sight for some easy distraction. Just you and Joe and the view of his living room.

“Are you okay?” Joe suddenly asked, emphasis on the you, and you tried hiding the small, hitched intake of breath by quickly nodding and casually going, “Yea. Fine.”

You could feel how Joe tucked in his chin to look at you.

He waited. Wasn’t going to tell you, “No, be honest...”, but also wasn’t going to accept it and move on. It was still like that. He knew you were lying, and you knew he knew, no words shared at all.

So you sighed and took a second, and then said, “Josh picked up his key today.”

And you didn’t want to explain what that meant.

Didn’t want to tell Joe that, for a while, this existing-in-two-flats thing had just felt like a bit of a joke. Just the two of you playing and being silly about whatever you really were. You still sort of thought of him as a flatmate because he still came over all the time, and you went over to his all the time too. You existed in the same space almost just as much as before, sort of.

But now a new flatmate was actually moving in, and suddenly, it felt like reality had slapped you right across the cheek like it had done that day that Joe moved out.

You’d gotten to hide away for a lot of that.

And there was no real hiding this time around.

You couldn’t go home and pretend Joe was going to move back in eventually, because now Josh’s things were going to be all over the flat. Which was fine. Josh signed a lease. His things were allowed to be all over the place.

It was just... things were getting real now.

Shit was real.

“Which reminds me,” you suddenly piped up, pushing uncomfortable thoughts down, tucking those away for another time and place. “This is going to save you some money!”

You saw how Joe’s mouth slowly stretched into a smile as he watched how his own feet rubbed against yours. Then he caught himself and quickly furrowed his brow, saying, “No, I don’t think it works like that.”

You copied his expression, but were more confused than anything else.

“Of course it does. Josh signed the papers, he’s going to start paying rent now, you–”

“I said that I had taken care of things, didn’t I?” Joe interrupted you, fingers playing with the folds in your sleeve of the arm that rested over his stomach. “Can’t just not keep a promise like that.”

You blinked at him a second, then moved to sit up to stare at him harder. If both Joe and Josh paid rent, that basically meant that you... got to live for free for a while? That math wasn’t mathing. One plus one wasn’t equalling two here. You looked around Joe’s flat and tried to think of his own expenses, and... what the fuck was he doing?!

“Joe,”

“You’re not going to be able to talk me out of this.”

“Joe.”

Joe ignored you and faked a yawn, sped it up along with stretched out arms above his head and quickly said, “So tired. Bed?” before getting up and leaving you on his sofa as he left the room.

“You’re insane if you think I’m just going to accept that!” you called after him and heard him laugh from down the hall.

“Did you not just say you were after a weird mid-term bonus?”

And you hated how that made you smile. Made you punch one of the cushions and sink your teeth into your bottom lip begrudgingly as you forgot to breathe a second.

Joe smiled to himself too as he turned on the lights in his bathroom. It felt like he was winning a contest - there was no contest, no one to fight, not really, but, he was definitely winning.

“You coming?”

Breathe.

Calm down.

You could pretend to fight him on this once more in the morning.

Crawling into bed with Joe had its own little routine which was different from the one at yours. Different order of things, because the lay out of the flat was different.

Bathroom first. You brushed teeth together, always had to stop Joe when he washed his face too aggressively and then used your own moisturiser on him. “Just for your dry patches,” you’d always say, but would end up swiping delicate fingertips all over anyway. There’d be a snarky comment, of you using too much, of him feeling too greasy, of how he was going to stick to his pillow all night now, and then you’d always kiss him to shut him up before moving on to do your own skincare routine.

When you’d get into bed, Joe would already be in there, giving his phone a last once-over before he’d scoot down and get comfortable.

This time, however, when you walked into his bedroom, the lights were already off, and it looked like Joe was already falling asleep.

This soft man.

So sleepy.

He was all messy curls and bare arms, duvet tucked under them, curled up right in the middle of his bed. You slid in and cuddled up right behind him, hips against his bum, chest to his back.

You were right.

Joe was already falling asleep.

You pushed a leg in between his for warmth and snuck an arm around his front.

“You’re crazy,” you whispered into the skin of his shoulder which prompted Joe to grab hold of your hand and pull it into his chest so you were hugging him properly. The big spoon to his small one. Then he just hummed as you pressed a small kiss to his warm skin there.

“So crazy.” you nuzzled into his pillow, your nose rubbing his back as you did, and you felt how he ducked his head down to press a small kiss to your fingers.

You fell asleep warm, comfortable, and smiling.

You woke up in the same way.

Just on your stomach now, and with Joe’s heavy limbs slung over your body. When you turned over, it woke Joe up, and for five blissful early morning minutes, you tried crawling into each other’s skin as best you could. Breathed each other’s breath and tasted each other’s skin. Stroked hands underneath clothes and had fingers crawling into underwear, just to touch and to hold.

When you quietly asked if Joe wanted coffee, he groaned and told you to shut up. He was able to feel you giggle to that, and he could cry with how happy he felt in that moment. Why would you have to go and ruin it by getting up to go and make coffee?

“Five more minutes.”

“Mmm... it’s never just five.”

Joe sighed, “Just five.” speech slurring with early morning drowsiness and then burrowed himself into you even more.

And fine.

Joe could have five more minutes.

But then they easily turned into twenty, because they always did, and you had to eventually bribe Joe with breakfast for him to let you go so you could sit up.

“If you take a slow shower, I’ll have it ready when you finish.” You looked over your shoulder where Joe, still with his eyes closed, smiled widely. His nose was slightly red from pressing it into your skin, and his bedhead made you have to suppress a giggle that you hid by leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead before you got out.

Joe barely even felt that little grain of bad in his chest when he thought of how much he loved you.

Because he did.

Joe fucking loved you.

There was going to be a moment soon where he was just going to have to say it. It was going to spill out of him in some other way if he wouldn’t simply use the words, he just knew it.

Joe loved you as he watched through squinty eyes how you reached for a pair of white socks of his to borrow.

Loved you as he watched you pull one of his old sweaters over your head before you walked out, bare legs still on show.

Loved you when he stepped into his living room after his shower to the smell of burnt toast and scrambled eggs and coffee.

Loved you as he watched you step onto a chair in the corner of his room, wet dishcloth in hand to remove the strings of dust you had scolded him over the night before.

Loved you as he felt what the sight of your stretched body, your bare tighs, and the little peep of your bum did to him inside of his boxers.

Loved you as he groaned and let his head fall onto the counter, having to breathe through it, because you were just cleaning his living room, and not giving him a sensual striptease act or whatever.

Loved you as you looked back over your shoulder, raising your eyebrows in surprised confusion before accusingly asking, “Really, Joe? Cleaning?”

Loved you as he stutteringly defended the blood rush down south by saying, “You have no idea what you look like right now.” into his elbow where he had to hide his face for a second.

Loved you, loved you.

He was hardly able to deny any of it.

And he didn’t feel that he had to, either.

Because, you were there. In his flat. In his clothes. Cleaning his dusty ceiling corners. And wasn’t that just something he wanted to tell the whole fucking world about?

That small little green grain of doubt and worry and negativity dried out and got no sunshine to really grow into anything. Thank fuck.

He got to ignore it for a while.

Forgot about it entirely, and pretended it wasn’t even there for a bit.

It was easy.

Joe loved you.

He knew he did.

Would tell you soon.

Didn’t know how.

Or where.

But he was going to say it.

He was going to use his words because he was just a normal guy who loved a normal girl and you weren’t being weirdly secretive about what you got up to in private. At least, not how you used to be, anyway.

Joe loved you.

You brought Joe flowers and cleaned his ceiling and wore his clothes and cooked his breakfast.

Joe loved you, even though your new flatmate Josh turned out to be impossibly good-looking in addition to being incredibly kind as well, so Joe didn’t even get to have a real reason to dislike him at all, which seemed unfair, but, all right.

Joe loved you, even when suddenly two shiny black acoustic guitars appeared on your living room wall, because Josh worked in music, and wasn’t that just so cool?

Joe loved you, even though his very first thought after that was, well I know how to play guitar too, don’t I?! which you had never even mentioned before.

Joe loved you, even when he walked into your flat one evening and interrupted a dinner you were having with Josh and one of your friends and, look, Josh cooked for us, and for the first time ever, he felt uninvited and intruding.

Joe loved you, even when your friend jokingly said, “You’re over here at lot for someone that moved out.” right to his face, to which you then heartily laughed, because she was only joking, Joe, and then you didn’t say anything about how you were together, but, you were together... weren’t you?

Joe loved you, even when he stuck to the bit and handed you his flat key like he always did, expecting to find it in his coat pocket later, but then ended up finding both his pockets empty when he went home the next morning, which, yea actually, that made sense, because Josh lived there now, and it was a little weird to have a key still, wasn’t it?

Joe loved you, even when you had told him to come over on Friday evening because you’d had a shit day at work, and for the first time ever, he had to ring the doorbell to get inside.

Joe loved you, even when Josh was the one that answered the door, and Josh almost didn’t let him in, telling him, “Oh, she’s fallen asleep on the sofa, mate.” to which Joe just smiled as he stepped around him, because what the fuck did Josh even know about falling asleep on the sofa in this flat?

Joe loved you, even when he found you asleep on the sofa, curled up under a blanket he’d never seen before, with an empty pizza box bar some crusts still on the coffee table, and you never ate a whole pizza yourself, so that was obviously shared with someone else.

Joe loved you.

He knew he did.

But there was a playstation besides the TV now, and a cool record player on the side, pile of vinyl next to it, and, God.

Joe fucking hated this.

Whatever was inside of Joe’s chest, that thing he didn’t even want in there, was growing.

Was getting fed without Joe even fully realising he was feeding it.

He hated those guitars. He hated that he no longer had a key. He hated that stupid blanket. And he hated that empty pizza box.

Still, he sat down beside you and placed your socked feet onto his lap. Watched the last scenes of whatever film you’d put on as he slowly kneaded a foot and let you sleep, and he tried his best to not get bitten. To not let it sink its teeth in. To not let it hurt.

It was silly.

Joe was being silly.

Rational thought saved him.

Rational thought told him he still loved you.

And he hoped rational thought was going to be enough.

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[kamii-2]

“you thought wrong”

so sorry for not posting a chapter in almost 2 months but i hope you guys enjoy this long-ish chapter! a part of this chapter is based off of a fanfic i read a while ago, im not sure who wrote it or who the fic was about but if i ever find out who it is i will definitely give them a shoutout type thing. i’d also like to say this chapter is where things start to like really happen (idk how else to word it, hopefully you get what im saying) and im very sorry if the beginning of the sorry is confusing in any way, also act like they’re all old enough to drink.

warning(s): cussing, drinking, kissing

genre: fluff

pairing(s): kk arnold x reader

“you thought wrong” masterlist

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chapter 3: “is this some kind of prank?”

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the moment you accidentally opened the door then shut it, kk pulled away from the girl she was making out with and ran to ice, not telling the other girl what was going on. “ice, i think i messed up any chances i had with y/n. she just walked in on me making out with another girl.” kk told her best friend, trying to catch her breath from running down the flight of stairs. “why would you even make out with someone else if you wanted her so bad? are you actually stupid?” ice was mad that kk would even do something like that, wanting a girl then making out with another, it made no sense. “i haven’t done anything with anybody in a while and the girl offered so why not take up that offer?” kk said, half joking. kk thought about where you could’ve went, “she left second she came back down here.” ice said as she took a sip of her drink. “great.” was all kk said as she plopped down next to her best friend.

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kk was all you could think about while you laid in bed, trying to sleep. after seeing her kissing another girl it made you realize how in love with her you were. you wished you were the one she was kissing, not some random girl at a house party who probably just wanted to use kk for sex. the image of her and the other girl kept replaying in your head again and again, you couldn’t take it anymore so you tried to watch tiktok to forget about kk and the stupid girl she was with. when you opened tiktok the first thing you seen was an edit of kk. “oh my God.” you said out loud as you got off the app and turned on your tv. you decided to just watch some netflix until you fell asleep.

when you woke up with a mild headache, you didn’t drink too much so your hang over wasn’t as bad as it usually was when you drank. you got up and took some medicine to ease the headache and drank water to help the pill go down your throat. you grabbed your phone and seen that symphony had texted you a few times asking if you were okay, you told her about how all you thought about was kk last night and how when you opened tiktok she was the first thing you seen. you two continued to text about what happened last night and other random things until symphony just randomly stopped texting you back for a good 20 minutes. you brushed it off and went on with your day, thinking she was busy or her phone died. in reality, symphony got a text from kk’s best friend, ice, on instagram.

-instagram direct messages-

@ice.brady: hey this is symphony right?

@symphony_roy: yea why?

@ice.bradyy: be honest, does y/n like kk bc kk likes her a lot and doesn’t believe me that y/n likes her back. @ice.bradyy: pls tell me i promise to not show kk like fr

@symphony_roy: yes 😭 ive been telling y/n since the day she told me that kk is gay and likes her back but her slow ass won’t believe me

@ice.brady: bro they act the same way exact same way 😭@ice.bradyy: anyway the reason im texting you is bc i think we should make them go in a blind date but don’t tell them the gender of the person bc i don’t want them to find out immediately

@symphony_roy: wait that’s a really good idea @symphony_roy: but we need to plan this more before we dive right into it

-real life-

after they planned out their entire plan, symphony went to your dorm. “hey.” you greeted as she barged in, using the spare key you had gave her. “so…. how do you feel about blind dates?” she asked while clasping her hands together, taking a seat on the couch next to you. “uhm, they’re okay i guess… why?” you reply while stopping what you were doing on your phone and side eyeing her. “because you’re going on one on monday.” symphony stated, “what?!?” you yelled while whipping your head to look at her, “i did not sign up for that!” symphony just stared at you, a small smirk on her face. “well, you’re going on it, i don’t care what you say.” symphony shrugged while getting up and leaving, “bye, remember you have a date in two days, i’ll send you the details later.” she closed the door.

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when you woke up you seen kk had followed you back on every app you followed her on, seeing this made your stomach do backflips. you were a bit embarrassed because you had followed her for ages and she just now followed you back but you didn’t really care because atleast she followed you. as the day went on you kept stalking kk, being careful to not like any super old pictures on instagram or old tiktoks. you were stalking so hard you even found her mom’s facebook page. in the middle of your stalking, symphony barged in your room, “okay so what are you gonna wear tomorrow?” she asked while sitting at the edge of your bed, facing you. “i don’t know, probably jean shorts and a crop top.” you shrugged, “basic as hell. wear something more revealing, you gotta show off all that ass to them.” she half-joked, “bro then you find my outfit.” you sighed at her.

symphony went to your closet and started to look through everything to find the perfect outfit for you. after about 10 minutes she found a short, tight, light pink dress. you bought it last month and never got the chance to wear it. “it’s perfect, i’ll tell your date to wear something on the nicer side. you guys will look so cute together.” she smiled while holding the dress up. you were still unsure on the whole blind date thing but you were kind of excited for it, maybe you’ll meet your soulmate. you had thought about who it could be and you thought about it being kk but you weren’t sure if symphony would do something like that.

symphony stayed over for the rest of the day and didn’t go home until sunset. you two talked about life, ordered pizza, and watched a few movies sherrie she went back to her dorm. you were too nervous to go to bed, knowing that the next day at 7pm you would be meeting up with a potential complete stranger for dinner.

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the whole day you were super nervous and could barely think straight. part of you was thinking about just not going but you know if you did that then symphony would rip you a new one. you were hoping the date was a girl and hoping it was kk but you knew it wasn’t gonna be her, kk was just making out with another girl 2 days ago, she wouldn’t switch that fast, or so you thought. at around 6:00 you started getting ready, putting on the dress and some white heels that made you an inch taller, and putting on light makeup. symphony showed up to your dorm at 6:34, “im taking you to the restaurant because im gonna sit a table or two away and watch yall.” she said with a huge smile on her face. you nodded in response and continued to get ready.

on the way there you were so nervous to where you thought you could throw up. the whole car ride you were silent and had short answers when symphony talked to you. “y/n its okay i promise. dont worry about anything. all you gotta do is meet this person, talk to them, eat dinner, then you’re done.” symphony reassured you, keeping her eyes on the road. you sighed and tried to think on the bright side of it, if you didn’t like this person then you’d probably never have to talk to them again. as you got closer you got more and more nervous but you kept thinking about what symphony said and it helped it go down.

when you two got to the restaurant you immediately got out and walked into the restaurant. symphony pointed, “your date’s already here.” you stopped dead in your tracks and whipped your head towards her. “is this some kind of prank?” you asked while wide eyes. “nope. your date is kk.” symphony laughed while pushing you towards the table. “symphony you’re fucking lying.” you said while trying to resist her pushing you. “i’m not, now go sit down and talk to her.” she said while pushing you again and walking away. you sighed before slowly walking over to the table that kk was at. when she looked up from her phone she paused for a second before she realized that you were her blind date. when you sat down it was quiet for a second before she said something. “hey y/n. how’s life been?” she said, not knowing what else to say. “it’s been fine, how about you?” you asked her, “good. did you know that i was your date?” kk asked with a smile. “no, symphony literally came into my dorm and told me that i was going on a blind date, didn’t tell me anything else.” you two laughed and continued to talk.

the night went very well, you two talked about everything under the sun and flirted a lot. symphony and ice were watching from a few tables over and talked about how cute you two were together. “i’m glad they made us go on this date.” you admitted while admiring kk, looking her up and down. “i agree, maybe i can get your number or something?” kk asked, “yea.” you say as you proceed to tell her your number. after she got your number the flirting was nonstop, now she was certain you liked her back. the rest of the night you two continued to talk about random stuff and even talked about going on another date.

at free you guys paid for the food snd drink you both went over to symphony and ice’s table. “hey guys.” ice said with a smirk, “do yall wanna go to a club or something?” symphony asked while standing up. “sure why not.” you said, “okay i’ll send you the address.” symphony said, talking to ice. ice nodded and you all went to the cars. “so how was it?” symphony questioned you the moment you both got in the car, “we were flirting the whole time and she asked for my number.” you answered, “aren’t you glad i made you go on this date?” she smiled while pulling out of the parking lot and driving to the bar, you nodded and told her more about the date.

after you got your ID’s checked, kk grabbed your hand and pulled you into the bathroom. “what’s wrong?” you asked when you reached a stall. “nothing.” she mumbled before kissing you, you immediately kiss back. the kiss felt magical, the way your lips fit together perfectly made your stomach do frontflips. you relunctsntly pulled away for air, “damn.” was all kk could say as she went back for more.

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i’m so sorry this took like 2 months to get out but i still hope you enjoyed!! i hope you have a good day/night, love you 💋💋

[vivaladicamillo]

I saw your posts asking for ideas and I was thinking what If you wrote something about you being Bams younger sister and filing cky coz April doesn’t want you to get hurt and you have like secret relationship with Dico or Ryan

DICO/MARGERA!READER

thank u so much for the suggestion!!! im gonna do it for dico this time bc one, theres no fanfics of this silly dude and two, i havent written abt dico in SOOOO long. this ones for the dico lovers out there love yall, a dying breed🫡

WARNINGS: dangerous stuff, fluff, bran being bran yk

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being bams younger sister has its ups and downs

bam as a brother is A NIGHTMARE

hes just such a dick

making fun of u, annoying u and being the “younger brother” type character bc hes just like that

u were 2 years older than him

so when u started kinda liking his life long friend, “dico”

it was kinda awkward bc u yk, hes ur brothers best friend

one night, u were just chilling at the house alone

ape and phil went out, bam was probably out skating somewhere and jess had band practice so having a empty house all to urself?? hell yea!

as u sit on ur couch, just watching some stupid ass movie thats on someone knocks at ur door

when u answer it, its Brandon dicamillo himself (dico)

“hey, uh is bam around?” he asks looking kinda nervous

“nah, i thought he was put filming with u, but its 9:00 he should be back soon.”

“ah ok, ill just wait in my car till he gets here then, thanks.” he smiles at u

“come on bran dont be a stranger! i’m m just watching a movie just wait inside till he gets back.”

you held the door open for him and he walks in and plops down on ur couch

in your spot.

“asshole what the fuck thats my spot”

“didnt see ur name on it.” he says smirking “also what kinda horse shit are u watching? let me show u some real funny shit.”

dico then proceeds to put on an old western movie

“what the fuck dicamillo??”

“what??! this shit is so funny watch this.” he says pointing to the tv as some guy dressed as a cowboy gets shot on screen

the acting was terrible yes, but the way dico was hysterical laughing at it kinda made u smile

his laugh, his interests, just his goofy personality made ur heart flutter

u didn’t realize that u had been staring into this mans whole soul for ten mins until he turns to u and smiles

“may i help u?” he says kinda chuckling

“oh, uh sorry..” u say blushing and kinda turning away

the silence that took place after could have killed u right then and there

until he turns to u

“hey uh.. ive been actually meaning to talk to u about something…” he says, that nervousness kinda coming back from before

u nod ur head as he starts to confess to u

“listen, i know ur my best friends older sister and this is kinda weird but… ever since i met u, i thought u were so cool! i wouldnt have expected u to like masters of the universe and filming bits as much as do…”

“yea, i can see how u couldnt have seen that coming bc of my brothers”

“yea, but anyways, ive always kinda…been into u, im super sorry if this is weird i didnt mean to make it like that i just think..”

u smile, did fucking brandon dicamillo just confess his love for u ??

“bran..”

he turns to u

“i feel the same way, ive always had i just didnt wanna make things awkward if u didnt.” u smiled at him and scooted closer to him on the couch

“really?!?” he said in shock

“mhm, i like you… like A LOT”

u move in closer and you two end up making out on ur couch

after that day u both agreed to date without anyone knowing

yea it was suspicious when u two wouldnt be able to film or hang out at the same time on the same day but the guys kinda brushed it off

u two went of secret little dates

dico would surprise u ALL the time with cute date spots

random cat cafes, parks, family ran restaurants, he just found little cute places in westchester to take u to, and u LOVED IT

when bam realized u obviously were seeing someone bc u were WAYYY to happy, u decided to snoop

going through u room he ended up finding one of dicos shirts hidden under ur bed

thats when bam decides to confront u about it……

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might make some type of part two to this but it depends if yall want it or not, hope u enjoyed! also please keep sending in requests i love them sm !! yall are so creative i love it sm

[a-crash-in-time-collection]

Chapter 40: A Piece of the Past

Bits and pieces of our lives are always hidden around. That was something most people understood. Well, most people are older than Hat Girl and Platinum. Maybe if they were aware of what they would find that day, and the events that would follow, they would have chosen to go somewhere else in the station. But then again, the chance to revisit part of the past would always have pushed them in the direction they went, if the push had been given. Macbeth was proof of that, a man silently mourned brought back.

Not that these kinds of thoughts were in the two minds at the moment. They had snuck into the storage room that was being cleared out. Well, maybe they hadn't, but no one seemed to throw a fit about them being there so they pretended that they did. Mountains of boxes and metal crates were all around. Do you think a criminal organization would have a better system for holding these more mundane objects? They had the sci-fi vault after all. But then again, there was so much that the kind of system used for the vault wouldn't have worked.

Platinum climbed up some poles he found to reach some of the higher-up boxes, occasionally glancing below to see Hat Girl watching, a small bounce to her knees as she waited for him to come back down. He smirked and thought about letting go to scare her, the boxes would catch him. But he decided against it, the last thing he needed was to get in trouble for risking breaking his limbs. And he didn't know if his sister would ever forgive him... She would, he reasoned but paused when he saw something.

At first glance, it looked just like any other box in the place. Maybe almost a decade old based on the edges. But something felt off about it. He couldn't place what, but it felt like there was something inside. Well, they were here to go through whatever random stuff they could get their hands on anyway. Might as well go ahead and grab whatever was in there and use that as his excuse. Yea, that sounded good. He glanced down at Hat Girl and gave a thumbs-up before going for the box again.

As Hat Girl watched him, she couldn't help but pause. Something felt... off with everything around. She couldn't place her finger on what exactly, she just knew it. Maybe it was just some of the dust in the air... no, that didn't make any sense. She glanced away from Platinum as she rested her head in her hand, hoping to try and focus on the feeling but she couldn't... Maybe it was just that, a weird feeling that would go away in time. Yea. She paused when she heard a crunch and looked up.

"I’m ok!" Platinum called once he saw his sister glancing up at him worried. He had slipped a bit but he was fine, got his foot on what seemed to be a platform connected to the wall. Why did they have this sort of set anyway? He shook his head and reached for the box, garbing it and glancing down at Hat Girl, holding it proudly. "I got it! I'll be down soon. What you think is inside."

"Probably just some old books, maybe an old set of clothing from a few decades ago?" Hat Girl called as she watched him head down, being a little worried as not having an extra hand made the trip down a little harder than the trip up. She held a breath every time she saw his foot slip for a moment before finding its place again. She was starting to regret this idea slowly. "Be careful, I mean that!" She called, getting a nod from the robot. "Don't focus on responding, just climb."

"Relax sis, you think I'm the type of bot too-" He didn't finish that sentence, because he lost his grip before he could react and fell. Luckily, he managed to grab onto what seemed to be an old wall piece as he fell, but that took both of his hands. There was a small crash as the box fell onto the floor, the shuffling of parts inside. He glanced down as Hat Girl went up to the box. "Whoops?" He said, before slowly heading down once again, being more careful.

"I told you to... to..." Hat Girl paused when she opened the box, one of her hands slowly reaching for her mouth. Platinum got worried, did they find something they weren't supposed to? He hopped to the ground once he was close enough and raced after, taking a peek inside. It was... just a few stray items? In the middle of it was what appeared to be a broken Roomba vacuum cleaner. He heard a small sob from his sister and looked up slightly, her reaching for the parts. "Rumbi… Oh, Rubmi..."

"Rumbi? Weird nickname." He said as he reached for the parts. He didn't expect the slap that met his hand, him glancing at his sister in surprise as she grabbed hers, now a bit red from the quick and hard contact with his metal flesh. She didn't say 'sorry' aloud, but she didn't need to. He gently reached for her hand to make sure it wasn't that hurt, glancing up at her. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried anything." He said, before looking at the broken cleaner bot again. "So... What is Rumbi. I don't think I heard of them."

"He was a gift from... someone... I can't remember who. He cleaned my spaceship and kept me company on my travels..." Hat Girl said, slowly reaching for the pieces again. If Platinum could pale, he would have. Did he just, kill a close friend of his sister without meaning to? Guilt was already starting to fill him, and he watched as she glanced into a screen piece. "Rumbi broke when my ship crashed on our earth..." She wiped a tear. "I took him to Dad, but Dad didn't know as much about machines as he does now."

"And I'm guessing being an alien-made Roomba made it to where you couldn't find anyone to fix him?" Platinum asked, getting a small nod from her. He gave a nod in return, doing his best to pick these next words carefully. At least that explained why he was put into storage, probably couldn't have bared to throw him away like any other scrap parts... He shuttered a bit at the thought. "I'm sorry. I'm sure he was a good friend... what do you want to do."

"I don't know... I know he can't be fixed but I don't want to just throw him back in the box." She said as she slowly placed the pieces she had back in, carefully picking up the box and bringing it close as she stood back up. Her movements were subtle, but it was the most careful Platinum had seen his sister be in his entire life. He watched her slowly head to the exit, and he followed. "Maybe I can find someplace more respectable in my room. He deserves it at least. I wonder if he's even still there..."

"Well. I'm sure he might like to be placed with one of your relics if you can handle that. He would look really good next to that necklace one." Platinum said with a sad smile. While Hat Girl kept walking, her mind paused. That necklace was tied to the time rift of the metro. The rift in the metro was the factory for the robot... She could get the parts for Rumbi... "Yea... Are you gonna be ok?" Platinum's voice brought her out of her thoughts. "You seem.."

"Give me some time and I'll be fine..." She said as she glanced at the parts. She didn't understand why this wasn't the first thing she did once she realized they were back on this planet. She thought about Rumbi a bit, but never enough to remember the factory. There was no way her Dads would let her go, however. She knew she still likely had a bounty on her name in the metro. "I just need time to... you know." She glanced at Platinum with a faint smile. She saw worry in his eyes there.

"Sis, something feels off.." Platinum commented but she shook her head. "Are you sure you're going to be fine, be honest with me?" Hat Girl nodded. What more could Platinum ask? He wasn't aware of the thoughts going through her head at that moment, he was just aware of the fact that she seemed upset and it was his job to make her happy. Keep her safe. That was what he was here for. "Please..." He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Let me know if you aren't fine. You're allowed to not be fine and show it." He gently squeezed her shoulder.

Hat Girl opened the door to her room and stepped in. She sighed as a tear rolled down her face.

"I'll be fine Platy... we can talk about it tomorrow, alright?" She said as she looked at him.

Platinum just gave a nod as she closed the door to her room. For once he didn't like the feeling she was going to do something reckless... He just walked away, with a silent hope in his metal heart.

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It was probably the quietest Hat Girl had ever heard of this area. No Grooves were filming a movie. No loud concerts or parades. Not even the fighting of people could be heard, although that one was a 'thankfully' instead of something that would put her on edge. The only sound was the occasional hum of a car going by, but she didn't care if they saw her. It wouldn't matter because no one would follow her to where she was going. She stared up at the metro sign slightly, sighing.

She was, too tired to think properly, at least fully. She just knew that she couldn't remember her past well. It felt like her memory got more and more lost with time. She knew Rumbi could be the key to unlocking some of those memories. Why did she leave her planet? Why was she in such a rush to get back to it at one point? And even if the little vacuum didn't have those answers, she still missed him. Watching him roam around as they traveled through the stars, his little voice when he bumped into something by mistake.

"I'm sorry it took so long to do this Rumbi..." she said as she took a step to the metro entrance, but paused. She cursed herself internally for getting shaken up about all of this, but she couldn't help it. The metro felt like the most dangerous place on the planet, at least for her. She doubted the Empress forgot about her, nor that she would be happy to see her face again. "And it's not like I won't be noticed.." She thought aloud as she reached up and adjusted her headband again.

Still, this time it would be more of a fair fight when they crossed paths. Hat Girl was the heir to the toppat throne, and was older and stronger. If the Empress came across her, she could handle a few scratches. Although, realistically, she shouldn't have to encounter the cat. She didn't recall seeing any factory near her store, or anywhere else in the metro she went. So chances are she would just have to look around the higher levels, which she believed the Empress had less control of.

Without another second for her to hesitate, she headed into the metro, covering her head slightly with the cloak she found in her closet to try and make it slightly less obvious she wasn't from here. She didn't even remember why she had the cloak but, here she was. At first, it didn't seem like much, just an endless stairway. But eventually, she heard the sounds of giant paws rushing along on metal tracks, and she knew. "Here we go... Try not to get yourself run over." She told herself.

Eventually, she got to an area that looked like what she remembered. Food Carts and tracks were all over the place, with stray plants and benches around. And the cats. None seemed to have immediately noticed her, allowing her to slip into the shadows. None seemed to have any mask as well, meaning things were likely safer for her now than they would be later. She stuck to the walls as she looked around, eventually finding a map planted on a sign nearby. She began to head over to try and get a closer look at the place.

"Woah, this place is bigger than I remember..." Hat Girl said as she glanced around the map, trying to find any hints of a factory. Unfortunately, it only seemed to highlight the nearby stations, and nothing else. She let out a frustrated sigh as she stepped a bit closer, trying to see if she could find anything she missed. There had to be something she was missing after all. "Come one, where are you.." She said as she scan the map again, all its details remanding the same.

She took another step and reached for it, trying to see if that would help. It wouldn't, she knew that. But she was tired from sneaking out and getting here all alone, as well as it being late at night. So she wasn't fully thinking. She did pause at what appeared to be a darker corner of the map, however. She leaned in and squinted a bit. It looked like there was something buried under a newer coat of paint. She could just barely see the letter 'F'. How bad do you have to mess up a paint job like that? Regardless, it might be the factory she was looking for.

"Hey!" She suddenly heard a voice, and based on the tone she thought meant whatever cat it was spotted her. She didn't even look back, she dashed into the shadows to try and find a place to hide. She couldn't let herself be kicked out of the metro that easily. Or worse... She eventually found an empty food stand that looked like it had been abandoned for some time, and she got in, closing the door and ducking under the desk. "Come back here and- huh, I was sure I saw you this way."

"Maybe you did but you can leave now." Hat Girl whispered as she looked to the side, hearing the footsteps of the cat outside the cart. She held her breath the best she could as she heard the faint tap of something against the ground. It could just be the cat's foot. It could be a bat the cat had on them to knock her out. She wasn't planning to try and gamble on that. "Come on, you have to think I just ran ahead of you at some point." She whispered with a fumble, before pausing as she heard the sound of metal being moved.

"Are you in here?" the cat's voice called as she ducked further into her hiding spot, holding her breath completely in the chance the slightest sound would alert the cat of her presence. She didn't know if it was a cat in the Empress’s gang or not, and she wasn't sure she wanted to take that risk. Eventually, there was a hum and the footsteps stopped just a bit before her hiding spot. "Must have been my imagination, whoever they were couldn't fit in here with how tall they were."

Hat Girl waited a bit as she heard footsteps leave the cart, silently thanking the dark for its assistance with her not being caught. She listened closely to the steps, making sure they faded naturally as the cat left, before letting out a sigh and getting out of her hiding space, rubbing her legs for a moment. "Am I so tall that it would be hard to think I could hide here?" She asked as she got out of the cart, glancing around the space.

There didn't seem to be any more signs of anyone around, so she decided it was safe to carry on. She didn't have the best idea of how to get to the factory unseen, she could hardly remember which way the map said it was. Maybe she could get onto the train car and hope for the best. But she couldn't control where she was going in that scenario, and it could bring her right to the Empress... still, she couldn't just stand around doing nothing. If she wanted to get back before morning she had to keep going.

"I think there were purple lines near the letter, so maybe look for a purple station?" She reasoned with herself, glancing around the lights nearby to see if there was a sign lit up. She couldn't find one, however, so she was just on her own. With a sigh as walked back to where she came from before, knowing the cat likely went the other way if they were still keen on finding her. "Oh, what did I get myself into? I'm not as young as I used to be."

She took a small breath, she could worry about that later. She was too deep into the choice she made now, and she wasn't going to go back on it easily. Not now. Not when her friend's life was at stake. Even if there was a very high chance that even if she repaired Rumbi, he wouldn't be there anymore... She couldn't let that bother her. Not when there were a million other things that she was trying to figure out. Like who gave her Rumbi in the first place? She didn't know why her memory of receiving him was so, blurry...

"Death wish, maybe?" She thought aloud to herself. Snatcher did say he erased some of her memories after he did those with her. While he meant only to erase those of the death wish, it was a very real possibility that other memories were erased as well. But, why would it affect her memories of before she even knew this planet existed instead of the memories closer to those he erased? "Who cares?" She mumbled. "You can worry about that later... huh, I'm pulling a Mu right now..."

She allowed herself a small chuckle at that, bringing back some ease to her as she continued down the dark area. So dark she was just barely able to see the paths and stands in front of her with the help of the neon lights. It would be so easy for anyone to blend in here...

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She felt like she had traveled for hours. Avoiding the sight of cats in the metro, trying to avoid cameras where she could, and stealing some food from a cart to give her just a little bit more energy to go on. At some point, she asked herself if it was worth it. After all, she would be doing all of this for something that might not work. Rumbi was 'dead' much longer than Macbeth was. Would it even be morally right to bring him back after all this time? Would he even recognize her?

But eventually, in a more dusty and old part of the metro with only a few cats around, she spotted it. It was almost jarring how much the building clashed with the rest of the metro. It looked like it hadn't been used in a decade at least. Perfect, that meant she shouldn't have any trouble. With a smile on her face and the idea of holding Rumbi close to her again, she dashed forward as quickly as she could. Nothing could stop her now. Nothing, and no one.

"Here I come Rumbi." She said as she got to one of the windows, glancing around the inside. She could see the conveyor belts and large machines, as well as broken parts of the floors. Cracks were in the walls and floor, and a fine layer of dust covered everything. She could see a few boxes that most likely had Rumbis in them. For a brief moment, she considered just grabbing one of those but shook her head. "Rumbi would be horrified if he learned I did that to bring him back."

She would just need to find parts to repair Rumbi. Likely grab a few of each in case some of the ones she grabbed were defective. She took a step back and made some cash appear in her hand. She threw it at the window and turned her back to it as it blew up, glass shattering and falling to the floor. She let out a hiss as a shard got her in the arm, but it was a small piece and the pain faded when she pulled it out. Note to self, go further next time.

"I'll find some explanation for the cut later if needed." She noted to herself with a hiss in her voice. She walked over and carefully went through the window. She landed on the floor and took a final glance around, on the off chance a cat could be in there for whatever reason. She was met with nothing but the cold air, however, and slowly began to make her way to a desk she saw nested in the corner. "I'm going to have to search all over for these parts, hopefully, it doesn't take long.

She got to the desk and opened the drawers, going through them all. She let out a small shiver when she saw a spider web with a spider in one of them but kept going until she found something of use. A small box with a few wheels inside. She wasn't sure if she recalled that Rumbi had wheels. Maybe it was a backup mode if his normal mode of transportation was broken beyond simple repair. She closed the drawer and placed the wheels in her bag, before looking through the rest.

"Nothing more there..." She hummed as she went to one of the machines nearby. "There has to be some parts in some of these, right?"

What she didn't notice as she was breaking the side of all the machines around open was the faint shift in the air. The smallest sound of feet against the ground, doing everything to not be picked up by the ears of the alien girl. The smirks that stared at her from the shadows, the silent whispers. She couldn't see them for she was looking away. And by the time she could turn back, they would be gone. From her clear sight at least. If it was easy for her to blend in with the dark. It was easier for others...

"Come on..." She said as she brushed the side of another machine open with a crowbar she found at some point. By now her bag was filled with so many parts. She had no idea what most did, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. Not now. She could figure them out at the station. With a final huff and push, the metal covering broke off the machine, just big enough for her to reach inside. "Yes!" She said as she glanced at it. "I think this is it!"

Inside the machine seemed to be circuit boards, Hat Girl carefully reached in and grabbed some, placing them in a small plastic bag before moving them to her bigger bag. From there she bent down on the ground, examining each of the other bags and parts. She, couldn't think of anything else she would need to fix Rumbi. She could get screws and stuff at the station. She couldn't help but smile, a single tear going down her face as she thought of holding the vacuum close to her again.

"Alright, time to get out of here.'' She said, closing the bag and placing it on her back, giving a snap. She began to head to the window she broke in from, keen on getting out and rushing back home in time to get at least a little sleep. Make it less obvious she was awake all night, let alone awake and away from the station. She paused when she got near it, however. "Are those... paw prints?"

At that moment she was only faintly aware of the cloth under her feet that wasn't there before. She felt some movement, and quickly backed up, just barely managing to stumble out of the trap. She let out a smirk and went to race towards the window again. Only for her foot to get caught in part of a gray-roped net, and get pulled up by it a second later. She let out a shout and went to grab her umbrella to help free her, only to freeze when she remembered she left it at home.

"Well well... I thought you would have known better at your age." That voice. That voice brought a chill to her spine, almost as much as Vanessa's voice. A small light was turned on nearby, and there she was. Standing there with that smirk and that glare in her eyes, two of her underlings beside her. Hat Girl put on a brave face, but she was sure now she had every right to fear coming back to the metro. "I must admit, I wouldn't have expected you to be doing dirty work like this, in an old dusty place."

"I didn't come here to deal with you." Hat Girl said with a hiss in her voice. She went to summon some cash to try and use that to break free from the net but shouted as a small shock came from it. It wasn't enough to cause agony alone, but it still hurt. The Empress let out a chuckle as she walked up to the net. Hat Girl refused to give her the satisfaction of a scared response. "You can't hurt me." She claimed boldly. "I'm the daughter of a criminal group much larger than yours. If-"

"Oh, how the high have fallen so low." The Empress glared at her. She said something under her voice, with a smirk. Hat Girl didn't know why, but it sent a chill down her spine. Where did she hear that before- Her thoughts were suddenly cut off as a cat hit her in the back of her head, hard. Darkness overcame her as the Empress simply chuckled, crossing her arms. "Oh, she did seem clueless." She hummed as she turned to one of the cats beside her. "Bring her to my shop, make sure she's tied up well once you get her there. Avoid the sights of the cops."

"Yes Ma’am!" The cat said. The Empress gave them a look, and they gulped before jumping up to untie the net from above. As they did so the Empress hummed in thought. She had heard of the Hatted Alien's return to the planet. She kept it a secret from those who would take interest, of course. She didn't want her trade routes from above the stars to be destroyed after all this time. But it seemed this little one forgot her roots, based on the ways she was acting, and the pride of being part of a criminal group.

"Decision decisions... I should finally go in for the kill.." She stated allowed as she saw the net be dragged across the floor, the knocked-out alien's skin being scratched by the cold ground. She reached into the net and pulled out the mask and headband she had gotten her hands on long ago. She thought about tearing it there, but it could be of use to an actual member and not a little backstabber. "Oh, you know what they say about us cats." She smirked. "We love to play with our food before going for the kill.

With a small chuckle, she left the factory and vanished into the dark along with the others. Oh, this was going to be so much fun.

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It was another cool, fall morning in the valley of the orbital station. Platinum would take the occasional peak over at the station as he sat on the rock that was in the valley. It looked better and better each day. It was getting to the point that they were talking about how to launch it back into the vast outer space, and from there get back to their home planet. It was exciting! Although that did mean that soon they would have to say goodbye to everyone here, for good.. truly...

He heard a pair of footsteps come from the bushes, and push those thoughts out of his mind as he smiled. Adalyn appeared with a smile, giving a wave and a smirk. She had been allowed to come to the station today, and Platinum couldn't wait to cause some chaos. It might help cheer Hat Girl up a little bit from yesterday. At least, he hoped so. He sighed as he slid down the rock.

"Hat Girl is working on plans I'm guessing? I thought she be waiting with you." The cat chuckled, Platinum letting out a small chuckle as he began to lead her to the station. He took a breath as they began to head down the halls to his sister's room, his worry likely showing clearly. Adalyn must have noticed because her smile turned to a frown of concern, tilting her head. "Hey, is everything alright? You're not normally this gloomy." She said, before adding. "You would normally be talking chaotically by now."

"Hey." He said with a chuckle before sighing. "I'm fine. It's just... Hattie found an old robot friend of hers in storage yesterday, one that was broken and could never be repaired... it had her upset.." Platinum let out another sigh as Adalyn gave a slow nod. They soon got in front of Hat Girl's room, the door closed with no signs of opening anytime soon. Platinum knocked on the door and looked at Adalyn. "Just, be easy on her if she isn't up for things, ok?"

"Of course, I like to think I'm not a complete jerk," Adalyn said, resting against the wall for a moment while waiting for Hat Girl to open it. Two minutes passed and there was nothing. Two minutes of awkward idle chatting with the occasional knock and nothing, not even a response. Adalyn glanced at Platinum to ask if this was normal, to which Platinum shook his head. "Hey, Hattie. Are you alive in there?" She asked, leaning against the door. It opened, but no Hat Girl was waiting for them.

"Huh... maybe she's still asleep," Platinum said, giving an awkward chuckle. A glance at what he could see of her mirror from here, and he saw her bed was empty. He gently nudged Adalyn into the room and followed as he glanced around. Things were moving. The closest and the dresser nearby were open. But there was no sign of his sister. He let out a gulp as he bent down to the bed. "Hattie, this isn't funny!" He said as he checked under the bed, finding nothing but the box with the parts of Rumbi.

"Could it be possible she just hasn't... gone to talk to you? And she got breakfast first?" The cat asked, and Platinum let out a sigh, he supposed that was a possibility. He took Adalyn's hand and led her to the cafeteria. But after minutes of looking around, they couldn't spot the purple and yellow hat-wearing girl among the crowd. Platinum couldn't even find her if he used his tracking feature with his eyes, something he rarely used. "Oh, where did she go? Is there anywhere else she would be this early?"

"Are you two alright?" Burt asked from a nearby table, glancing over at them. Platinum quickly gave a nod and thumbs up, and Adlayn just shrugged. Burt let out a sigh. "I heard what you were saying. I haven't seen her at all today. Have you Fredrick?" He asked, the man crossed from him shaking his head. Platinum let out a worried sigh, holding in a frustrated shout. "Oh, but the cameras did detect movement near the exit of the station last night. Know anything about it?"

"No. Why were you even up that late?" Platinum said, beginning to pace back and forth with a sigh. He thought about last night, talking with Hat Girl and trying to cheer her up. He got her to tell him a bit more about Rumbi. How playful he could be when he wasn't focused on cleaning. How he was supposedly made on this planet, in the metro. How she would have gotten- his trail of thought ended there, as a cold realization filled him. "Oh no, she didn't..." He shook his head. "She couldn't have."

"Couldn't have, what?" Adalyn asked, and Platinum grabbed her hand and took her out of the cafeteria with him. She was confused and complained a bit since she didn't know what was going on, but she didn't fight back. He glanced around once they were in the halls, trying to find a place where no one was around. Eventually, he let go of her hand and turned to her. "What was that about? You had a tight grip on me!" Adalyn said. "And, why do you look like you would be sweating?"

"I think she went to the metro," Platinum said, with a gulp in his voice. Adalyn paused, shaking her head. It didn’t make any sense. She was with Hat Girl not that long ago while filming that spy movie, and she looked terrified by the idea of stepping too close to the place. For her to suddenly turn around and break in, without letting anyone in her group know? "I know it sounds crazy, but she said Rumbi was from this planet. She must have gone there to get parts and hasn't.. come back yet.."

"Oh, what does she think she's doing?" She said, letting out a stress sigh. She came here to have fun, not get dragged into a situation like this. The most logical thing would be to just tell everyone and have them all go to get her out. But she could tell from the look in Platinum's eyes that that wasn't an option in this situation, for whatever reason. "Do you think she got caught?" She asked, and Platinum shakily nodded. "I think we have to let your Dads know. Or do you have another plan?"

"If she hasn't gotten the parts yet, I don't want to risk taking the chance to bring Rumbi back away from her," Platinum stated. He knew in the back of his mind that he should just tell his dads. Let them know and deal with the current consequences of their actions instead of making them worse. But they were likely the ones who had Hattie put Rumbi into storage, so maybe they wouldn't get it. He couldn't risk that. "You said you always wanted to go to the metro. We're going to the metro."

A bit of excitement shone in the cat's eyes, but only for a moment. "But, I never wanted to go on a recourse mission. What if we can't do it?" She asked. Platinum didn't answer, instead just turning to head out of the station, Adalyn following because what else was she supposed to do? Leave? Awkwardly stand there? She took a breath as she caught up to him. "I can't let you go alone. Just know if we get killed, I'll be tearing your head off your ghostly body... if you have one." She trailed off awkwardly, letting Platinum chuckle a bit.

"Let's just hope we can get back before my Dad and Pops notice. We can say we were playing in Snatcher's Woods, but still." He said, Adalyn giving a nod as they rushed into the bushes, trying to locate the location of the boat. Or to Snatcher's Forest. With how different some of the trees looked from the change in seasons, it was hard to tell the exact way anymore. "Come on, come on.." He said as he eventually saw some of the purple of Subcon in the distance, and raced that way.

"You guys need to get better modes of transportation. " Adalyn commented as she followed the robot, who began to mumble something about a tank. She glanced down at the rope she had with her and took a breath. This was it then. She had to be careful, she heard stories from her father. About how easy it was to get hurt in the metro no matter who you were. "Come on Adalyn. Do this for her, and yourself... I'm speaking aloud aren't I?" She said, getting a nod from the robot.

As the two rushed in through the woods, they didn't notice the figure in the tree.

"Why do I have a feelin' those two are doin' something they aren't supposed to?" Macbeth sighed, closing the book he had been reading to Alexsandera. The Dweller glanced at him slightly, resting on his shoulder as he stood up. "I better catch them before they do somethin' idiotic."

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Something was wrong. Everything around Hat Girl was misty. Blurry. Faint. It was like she was in a cloud of fog, walking through with no clear way out. She could faintly hear the humming of some sort of machine in the background. It didn't feel like the only humming though. There was another, coming from somewhere nearby, a hint of water rushing in the background. It reminded her of when she was with Macbeth, overhearing him sing while doing the dishes. This voice wasn't his, but...

She heard a small huff from somewhere, a huff from a voice that she would know anywhere. She turned and took some steps, and things got a hint clearer. There was smoke around. The smoke was in a vague shape of people and things. A purple one was bent down on the ground, having gently tossed something to the side. Another figure seemed to enter. The smoke of this one was much blurry, a shape she could only faintly recognize from somewhere. Why did she feel a bit of tears forming in her eyes? She wiped at them, what was happening.

"Lifda." The taller figure said. At least, that was what came to mind. The language they spoke was so different, so… alien. She could just barely pick up on the words in English. "What are you drawing?"

The purple smoke perked up a bit, garbing what seemed to be a thin piece of smoke. "It's you, me, and Mama!"

It would have been an innocent thing to listen to. If it wasn't her voice.

"Oh really?" The older female voice stated, for a moment Hat Girl was sure she saw brown eyes sparkle in amusement. The figure bent down to the purple smoke's level to get a better look but paused. Never once seeing Hat Girl's reach. "Is that Ristrub?" The name brought a chill down current Hat Girl's spine, and the purple smoke lowered the flat smoke. "Why did you scribble out your sister's face?"

"She's taking up so much time!" Her voice said with a whine. "I hardly get to spend time with you anymore. You two are either working or watching after her!"

"She's two, sweetie. She needs more of our attention right now, and you're old enough to watch yourself. Well, to some degree." The purple figure huffed again. The taller figure patted the top of the purple one. "But I promise, we'll spend some time together soon. I promise..."

Tears started to fall down Hat Girl's face, onto her lap, and the ropes that tied her in place in reality. One of the cats tilted their head at the alien girl, before turning to the Empress. "What's with the VR headset?"

"It's not that." The Empress said, eyeing the cat while she sharpened her claws. "It's a device meant to scan the mind and resurface memories. It is a helpful tool in concept, but her kind uses it more for mental torment, so I'll do the same."

"Wait, what?"

The Empress let out a sigh. "Is it that hard to get? To see memories of a time you can't re-"

"No..." The cat interrupted, letting out a small squeak as the taller cat turned and gave daggers with her eyes. "I-I was, referring to the 'her kind' part, great one."

The Empress took a breath, she didn't need to waste her energy now. "Right, you're still new... Why don't you go do some 'patrols' around the green station for me? And don't mention this to anyone. Not a peep. Understood?"

The cat didn't respond, just let out a gulp before racing out. The Empress rolled her eyes, before turning her attention to the tied-up alien. One that let out another sob. She smirked.

She'll let it play out a little more.

Before going in for the kill.

[anotheranimestan]

Steamy Nights

Shouta Aizawa steaminess + suggestive language

Please note that y/n is obviously of age in this one

wc: 2.4k

Tell me why I got 🦋 when writing this loll. This man is fineee

Stretched out on Aizawa’s couch, you were waiting for him to get home after another long day of teaching. A little while ago he’d given you a key to his place, which was a big surprise since he values his privacy so much. Since you hadn’t been able to see him for a few days, you figured tonight would be the perfect time to use it. Work was really taxing on him lately and you knew he was stressed. Probably over stressed. To make the most of the night, you decided to set the atmosphere.

The apartment already had Shouta’s personality all over it. Lots of dark furniture and wood. Absolutely no harsh lighting, just a few dim lamps. His walls were scattered with some paintings he’d bought on your art show dates together. Old books and blankets everywhere. His sweet cat usually curled up in her corner.

He had a drawer full of scented candles. Your favorite was the cinnamon one but he claims it’s too sweet for him. Although you highly doubted he’d even notice the difference, he just holds random stubborn opinions sometimes without any good reason behind it. Just wanting things to complain about. Most people found his pessimistic grumpy attitude unattractive but...he’s just moody. An exterior shell. Inside was was soft and sweet.

You’d just finished lighting a few of the cinnamon candles and putting on some of his favorite music in the background when you heard the door click open.

He’s always so light on his feet. Sometimes if you weren’t paying close attention he’d come in and scare the life out of you on accident.

You rounded the corner, excited to see him.

“Hey Eraserhead.”

You always called him by is pro name when he’s in his hero costume. People usually assumed it was out of respect or privacy but he knew the real reason. You were teasing him. You disliked his hero name and his hero outfit. Recalling the day Present Mic convinced him to use it, you’d pestered him relentlessly to put more effort into it. Insisting he’d regret it one day. He said he didn’t care...but now look at him.

“Please y/n, when are you going to stop calling me that?” He said rubbing his eyes. He was low energy as usual.

“After you change it.”

“I can’t change it.”

“Exactly.” You whispered smugly.

He sighed. No matter how many times you had this conversation you would always win. Rightfully but he wouldn’t admit it.

You drifted over to greet him properly. Brushing the hair out of his eyes and placing a sweet lingering kiss on his cheek.

And as for his boring, baggy costume...you understood it’s purpose. He wore it to stand out less, aiding in his fight style. But it was still a pain since you couldn’t properly hug him in it. The capture weapon was always in your face and you could hardly feel his body through the layers.

His modest attire duped most people. Making his tastefully well built body underneath a best kept secret. Which you supposed was an upside. Only you (and Present Mic for some reason) had ever really gotten to see him shirtless.

“I’m going to change.” He said kissing your forehead. He knew exactly what you were thinking.

He reemerged from his room a few minutes later. Wearing a droopy black shirt and sweatpants that were loose around his hips. You could see the dipped lines of his V. Just north was his lightly defined six pack. And just south was unfortunately concealed under black briefs and his untied waistband...

He caught you staring.

Feeling red and exposed you quickly redirected your attention to something else. “So are you hungry babe? I could make something?”

He declined.

“Okay...what about grading assignments. Do you want help to make it go faster?”

Declined again. Apparently he worked straight through lunch to finish that already.

You were beginning to feel useless. You’re supposed to be making him de-stress but it’s like he was so self-sufficient there was no room for you.

You sat next to him on the couch, his arm wrapped around you. You brushed some hair behind his ear. His long dark hair was always messy from his constant naps. Plus, you constantly running your fingers in it doesn’t help that situation. He was quiet. Massaging his temples. You could see the tension on his face. It made your heart twinge with pain. Just then you noticed his ear fully. He had at least six piercings on this one but he wasn’t wearing any of his earrings. Usually he’d put them on when he wasn’t at work but he didn’t tonight. And you knew exactly why.

“Babe. I have an idea.”

“And what’s that?” He played along.

He would take them out when he secretly wanted one of your amazing head massages. You always focus on his ears and temples just like he liked so he’d left out his earrings hoping you’d get the hint. This man could never just ask for something in his life. Luckily you could read him like a book.

“Come on.” You purred. Pulling him with both hands off the couch. He complied wearily.

Aizawa didn’t spend much of the money he made from pro hero work on lavish things. The only times he splurged was to buy you nice gifts. However, you did convince him to purchase one nice thing for himself. You knew he wanted it anyways but was just too stubborn to actually buy it.

A jacuzzi tub. He loves hot baths after a day of dealing with his “problem children” students. It was the only thing that could get his muscles to relax. And the moisture from the steam felt nice on his eyes.

Making sure to bring a candle and the speaker with, you lured him into the bathroom.

“Want to take a bath with me?” You asked sweetly.

“I wouldn’t mind that.” A tiny smile spread on his lips. You were too irresistible to deny.

“Okay you run it and I’ll go get the wine.” You sang excitedly. “But don’t make it so hot. You almost burnt my skin off last time.”

“It felt normal to me.” He said casually.

“Yea because you’re a psychopath.” You quipped before springing to the kitchen.

You guys had two types of favorite wine. One was for your long deep discussions about art and literature. Or when asks for your advice on dealing with his students because he knows he’d just lose his temper and expel them without your ideas. And the other, the pricier and far more potent one, was saved for special moments. Just like these. You poured your glass full, of course, but you filled his to the tippy top. Not only did he need it, but Lord knows tipsy Aizawa was sexy.

When you returned, he was crouched over testing the water temperature. His face gently lit from the soft glow of the candle in the dark room.

“I made sure to cool it off. No psychopaths here.” He teased trying to sound bored. But his voice was noticeably happier than when he’d arrived.

You instructed him to take a few sips of wine, desperate to get that show rolling.

“I know what you’re doing.” He said with an amused little smile. He swapped the cups in your hands so you now claimed the full one.

“Good. So then you should know exactly how to play along.” You said as you switched the glasses back with a wink.

He sighed in defeat. But that rare smile was still adorning his cheeks. He took a few y/n-approved size drinks.

His hair was falling into his eyes again. You set your glass down on the tub edge and pulled him into you. He wrapped his arms around your waist while you pushed his hair back and secured it in a clip.

“I didn’t know you were coming tonight.” He said softly.

“I know. Now that I have a key I wanted to come bother you a bit.”

His eyebrow raised at the word bother.

You panicked slightly. Hoping he wasn’t actually bothered that you’d come uninvited.

“That does sound like you.” He said as he kissed your nose. “I hope you do it more often.”

Your heart spasmed.

“Really? You do?” Your insecurities ears’ perked up.

“Why wouldn’t I want that?” He said in his deep sleepy voice.

A happy little smile broke its way through. You could only shrug in response.

You slipped your hands under his shirt and pulled it up slowly. Dragging your knuckles along the dips and bumps of his abs as you went. Gently you pulled it over his head. He helped by raising his arms which just made the rest of his muscles flex. Your heart started beating a little faster. No matter how many times you saw him he always made you flustered.

Your eyes were glued on him. His tattoos were now completely visible. Another best kept secret. They trailed around his shoulder, back and half his chest. You placed some honeyed kisses on his collar bones as you pulled down his sweatpants and briefs to leave him fully undressed. He was mouthwatering type sexy. The candlelight was highlighting all his high points in the best possible way. The music was perfectly complimenting your emotions and the sleepy eyes staring at you so lovingly were severely compromising your thought process. There were a lot of things you wanted to do with him suddenly but you focused your eyes on the goal here. A relaxing, hot bath.

Bath bath bath.

Reluctantly containing yourself you pried his hands off your waist and nudged him towards the water.

“Okay okay, go on.”

“You’re coming too right?” He said as he grazed your bottom lip with his thumb.

You nodded, butterflies erupting in your tummy.

He laid down in the water and took some more large swigs of wine. His glass was half empty before you’d even taken your first sip. He watched you undress with intent in his eyes, soaking in every curve and dip of you as well. He reached an arm out to you once you’d fully unclothed. He wanted his hands on you immediately.

But you had a goal here. Bath. Massage. Focus.

You slipped in behind him so that he laid between your legs. His broad shoulders nearly covered your whole body when he leaned back against you.

The tub was huge. Easily fit you both and could probably add another person.

“And now for my favorite part.” You announced as you switched the tub on its low setting. The rumbling under the water sending tiny vibrating waves around the whole tub.

Definitely worth spending his money.

Your hands rubbed every inch of him you could reach. His abs, the thick muscular sides of his waist, his biceps. You alternated between hugging his neck whispering cute things in his ear and massaging him.

Of course he was practically falling asleep as you spent time on his ears and temples. His head was heavy against your chest. It was so cute. You loved when he fell asleep on you.

But you knew he was keeping himself awake. He was rubbing your legs and the backs of your thighs. Squeezing and kneading them gently. Placing kisses on your arms and hands whenever he got the chance.

After about 20 minutes and one refresh of hot water, both your glasses were empty. He’d drank most of it since he’d downed the last few sips of yours too.

Wanting to see his handsome face again you shifted and positioned yourself to sit on his lap, thighs wrapped snuggly around his waist. After making sure you were fully comfortable, he leaned back against the tub and closed his eyes. He pulled you close and trailed circles with his fingertips up and down your back under the warm water. He loved the weight of you on him. You both exhaled a deep stress relieving breath.

The steam was working its magic, the rumbling of the jets felt so good massaging your legs. And his heart beat, you could feel it through his chest. It was slow and steady. Making you drowsy off him.

He noticed you were lost in thought, stroking his hair and tracing your fingers along the lines of his tattoo. He took advantage of this time to soak in all your features, watching you under drooping lashes. The flush of your cheeks, the delicate arrangement of your beauty marks. The far off expression on your face, he knew it well. He loved observing you when you were like this. You were beautiful.

“Relaxed yet?” You purred. Starting to tease him with soft kisses.

“Almost there.” He replied before catching you to deepen the kiss. Your soft skin and body heat was melting him away. He wanted more. Using both hands he pressed your back into it.

He savored your lips for a long while, becoming more and more passionate as the seconds ticked by and the wine hit his bloodstream.

You felt him shifting underneath you. Squirming slightly from the pressure that was building up. More butterflies. His hands clamped down around your hips.

“Okay your plan worked.” He smiled into your kiss. Eyes still closed.

“I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re referring to.”

He tapped his finger against the empty wine glasses.

You started sucking on the sensitive spot under his ear. You knew tipsy Shouta always got turned on by that.

His arms both constricted tightly around your waist. His hips were pressing up into you now with impatience.

“Let’s go to my room.” He concluded. You giggled, causing your lips to vibrate against his sweet spot. You heard the soft moan from deep in his throat.

He stood up keeping you wrapped tightly around him, carrying you with ease.

He half-heartedly patted you both down with a towel, his hand not losing contact with your ass for a second.

Before he could whisk you out of the bathroom you grabbed the speaker and candle again.

The scent wafted into the air around you.

“Mm that smells good.” He said distracted for only a moment before his lips gravitated to your body again.

“Oh really. So you do like it.” You said with the smuggest tone. “You’ll never guess what scent it is Shouta.”

He didn’t reply. Too distracted with kissing your shoulders.

“Cinnamon.” You said with as much sass and emphasis as you could muster.

He paused. Caught. How did you always get him like this?

He pulled back rolling his eyes with a smile. Nose to nose now, you pressed him further with a smirk.

He cocked an eyebrow at you. Looking directly in your eyes he said, “Mhm. Keep this same energy when I take you in there.”

And just like that he’d knocked down your resolve and your whole body started fluttering.

He carried you into his bed and you two “relaxed” for the rest of the night.

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😳 the way I want to be y/n.

[stellartales]

zhongli ▪︎ glazed moon

pairing: zhongli x traveler!reader

genre(s): comfort + mild angst + fluff

summary: liyue harbor is once again preparing for another festival — the mid-autumn festival. but somehow she simply couldn't bring herself to join the others in the celebration. definitely not when her heart is aching in melancholy for her missing twin. — | m.list

background: this scenario takes place during the mid-autumn festival - as quoted from wikipedia - it is the second-most important holiday after Chinese New Year with a history dating back 3,000 years, when China's emperors worshipped the moon for bountiful harvests.[2] The celebration is called Chuseok (autumn eve) in Korea, Tsukimi (moon-viewing) in Japan and Tết Trung Thu (Mid-Autumn Festival) in Vietnam

this event celebrated by the chinese is usually spent eating mooncakes and drinking teas. lanterns are also an important aspect of this festival. unlike the yuanxiao fesitval or mingxiao festival (which is the fictional festival featuring best boy Xiao in GI) where lanterns are released into the sky, lanterns are hand-held. this is a festival i celebrate every year hence i'm familiar with it — feel free to read up about this on wiki!

a/n: don't mind me, this is just a random idea that popped in my head. i'm in the mood for some angsty stuff these days so just had to get it out. Flute version of 无羁 (Wu Ji) from the drama 'Untamed' was the song which inspired my angsty mood while typing this. pardon my errors (I may have missed them and i kinda wrote this on a spur sooooo yea)

Please do me a favor and reblog this. Thank youuuu ❤

the vitality of liyue harbor has always been astounding; an envy of the seven nations.

bright, bustling streets even in the darkness of nights was enough to show the nature of the city.

though, today it was a different kind of bustle. stores were already closed; even the nocturnal businesses that one would only see at night.

the moon had been bright and round the past few nights while the people busied themselves for another festival to come.

— the mid-autumn festival, an annual festival celebrated by the people of liyue or at least that was what zhongli explained yesterday when he extended an invitation to her to join him and others in moon-gazing today.

tonight, the moon shone bright and full in the clear dark sky, seemingly more so than the previous nights.

strategically rooted to the ground of a spacious balcony overlooking the gentle waves below, the stone tables were in a perfect spot beneath the brilliant moon.

colorful mooncakes of various flavors and teacups filled with steaming tea laid before her.

she sat at one of the round stone tables with some funeral parlor staff and of course, zhongli himself who has been rather busy ever since she arrived—

the cheerful chatters and laughter drew her eyes away from the empty seat beside her and to the tables across theirs.

his archon days were over, he said.

he was simply trying to experience a mundane life as 'zhongli' now, as the geo archon had put it when she expressed her surprise at his involvement with a festival fabricated by the mortals' minds.

and indeed—

her gaze idled on him.

— he was doing it too well.

illuminated by the golden glow the table lanterns emanated, the cordial and relaxed atmosphere was warmed by attentive eyes and smiling lips.

all on him.

apparently, some things never changed. whether he was rex lapis or zhongli, he carried an alluring elegance and charisma. clinging to every word and his occasional hand gestures, they were like moths drawn to a flame.

she could understand why; she liked hearing him talk. she would have gone over too, if not...if not for this weight on her heart.

it has been nearly a year since she was in teyvat looking for her twin. these few days in the harbor, the full moon was a constant reminder of how time has passed, and yet...

a heavy sigh escaped her. a longing gleam waned in her eyes as she lifted her gaze to the sky.

they used to talk and eat under a full moon just like this, a bitter ache clenched her heart.

her teeth sank into her lower lip as it trembled.

please...not now. her hands curled into shaking fists as she tried to hold back the tears threatening to leave her eyes.

not now. not at this party. she silently pleaded with herself, her squared shoulders shaking. it took all her willpower to not let the dam break.

but one managed to escape her anyway.

—shit.

she was up on her feet fast and slipped away from the party as subtly as she could.

stumbling out of the party half-blind with tears wasn't exactly the best situation to remember about the cloak meant to keep her warm on an autumn night.

luckily, she didn't end up falling off the stairs she currently sat on.

autumn in liyue was typically not cold, but tonight seemed especially so.

she shivered to the chilly breeze brushing against her back. goosebumps crawled across her skin, particularly on the areas her dress failed to protect against the cold.

she couldn't quite bring herself to go back for the cloak. not with the mess she was now.

the sight of the round moon above wavered in her vision as tears quietly trailed down her cheeks.

under the vast, seemingly endless night sky, she felt small...

— her knees were drawn closer to her chest, curled fingers digging into her dress.

...and extremely powerless.

where is he? why can't she find him? is he even in teyvat? Is he even...still alive? does he even exist anymore?

—a dreading sense of hopelessness echoed in her heart and summoned another wave of tears wavering her vision.

under this wide, endless sky and its luminous moon, she felt alone, truly alone in the presence of the joyous cacophony of laughter and playful yells coming from the festival she left behind.

a nasty voice prompted by the noise taunted her — of how no one would notice, even if she were to walk right out of liyue harbor right now.

drowning in harsh, relentless thoughts, she failed to notice the gaze of a pair of wise, golden eyes on her back, soft with concern.

long legs covered the distance between them in a quiet, graceful stride; the gentle clacks of his loafers whenever their heels hit the ground slipped past her notice too.

not even when he climbed down the steps to settle himself next to her, a step above hers.

not even the inevitable proximity between their bodies caused by the short stairs spacious for one but narrow for two.

only until his coat was off his shoulders and wrapped around hers—

"why the tears on the mid-autumn festival?"

—she jolted with a sharp gasp, her widening eyes snapping over to him.

the calm and prodding gaze that met hers was accompanied by the tender brush of his thumb across her left cheek, right under her tearing eye before switching over to her other.

"zh-zhongli?"

she stayed stunned, unsure she was feeling so because someone noticed she had left or was it because of this simple gesture.

zhongli has always been a mentor-like figure to her. his words, his wise gazes, the comforting pets he occasionally gave on her head and back had always reminded her of how she was a mere child in his eyes.

but tonight...this, nothing about the gentleness his hand or his eyes emanate felt normal. or was she just delirious?

the strange stutter of her heart caused by the hand on her face, the blush heating up her cheeks made her tear her gaze away from his, flustered.

zhongli let his hand drop back onto his knee, but his eyes stayed.

crossing her arms to hold onto his coat sitting on her shoulders, she thought hard to recall his question.

"i can't help thinking about my brother, that's all." she looked back at him, smiling.

a smile he thought reminded him of the moon when it was not yet full — a quiet light melancholic with vague sadness.

"don't worry about me, i'll be fine." she slipped a glance over her shoulder in the direction of the festival. "you should go back there, zhongli, they need you. what's mid-autumn festival for liyue without you?"

she moved to remove the coat from her shoulders, but a hand wrapped around her wrist stopped her.

"but what's mid-autumn festival without you, my dear friend?"

zhongli regarded her intently, his eyes boring into hers for a second before shifting to focus on his coat.

there was something else in his eyes when they return to hers; it came and went in a flicker. "...keep this on, it's chilly today."

"thanks..." she murmured, her shoulders sinking as she yet again returned her thoughts to her brother.

"aether..." the pain she guarded showed on her face. "will i ever be able to see him again?"

tears started to well up in her eyes once again.

"i'm sorry, zhongli, i'm so sorry..." a quiet sob broke through, "today is supposed to be about the mid-autumn festival, and yet...here you are, listening to me."

zhongli's mouth opened then snapped close.

he always knew what to say whenever she was in a pinch. however, it was tears this time, and he wasn't exactly sure about what he should do about his body's urge to extend his arms out to her.

he was already more than a thousand years old.

as the former geo archon, he was the immovable rock. emotions and impulses he used to hold within himself in his younger days were buried deep under the sands of time...or at least they should be.

so where did this come from? was this strange stir an inevitable part of being a mortal?

"you know what?"

her movement to rise from the spot beside him turned his head back to her.

resolute hardened the glint in her tearing eyes, "i don't want to hold you back any longer,"

her fingers curled into a shaky fist, nails digging into her palm.

"....the people need you. i-i think i should just go bac—"

his hand flew out before he could think any further; his body was faster than his thoughts this time.

her next breath puffed out of her, in surprise and bewilderment as her body was tugged and cocooned by a breathing warmth before she could understand what happened.

and when she did, her eyes flew wide.

cheek pressed against his neck, she found herself held to his chest. she could feel his chin atop her head and his arms around her.

he was beside her a moment ago, and now he was behind sharing the same step as her, broad enough to accommodate them. was she the one who moved? or did he?

she didn't know how but she couldn't find the energy to care —the scent of musk and lingering tea engulfing her was an alluring comfort that made her want to stop trying.

so warm. really, really warm.

and so was his voice. "...but you need me." a hand caressed the back of her head.

there was a pause before a feigned cough ensued. "i meant, this."

[peanutpinet]

Yuta as a cold yet soft mafia boss

Prompt: 99) “You think prison is the worst place you could go? You pull some shit like that again and I’ll have you thrown in places that’ll make prison seem like a wet fucking dream.” from 100 Dialogue Prompts for Mob Boss AU

A/N: just like the Jeno fic, I've always wanted to do a Yuta fanfic and it wasn't until I saw this writing prompt that I'm like, this feels like something Yuta would say.

Warnings: probably some cursing since it's Yuta XD

Now, we all know how cold and scary Yuta looks when in fact he's a big softie. Which is probably one of the reasons why you fall for him; because of how soft whipped he is with you and the rest of NCT.

Like the boy is very much whipped for you that he would even have time to ask you 'have you eaten', 'what are you up to' while being on a mission. The boys also like to tease him about it, even WayV (who we all know are slightly terrified of him)

Would definitely take you out on a date every now and then if he can. A/N: Kay, hold up, we're getting a bit ahead. I forgot to tell you how y'all met XD

So, it was a school night (well, you're in college); and you were quite stress with your final assignment that you decided to go to the nearest convenience store to grab some coffee and snacks to pull an all-nighter.

You wore an oversize hoodie and some sweats (cause comfort is key) and was walking through the snack aisle, about to grab (your favourite snack) when another hand was about to reach for it (ehem, Yuta, ehem)

Despite wanting to grab the snack, you insist the tall, handsome man to have it instead (even if you were wondering how a guy like him like your fave snack). But the man insist you take the snack; which led to the both of you having a little debate and eventually the man took the snack, paid for it but gave it to you, saying that you needed it more

"Take it. Finals are tough and you need the little boost to keep you going. Also, don't worry so much about the result. What matters is you did your best, mkay? See you around kid" the man lectured, giving you a slight smile before leaving with his own coffee

After he left, it took you a while to process what just happened before going back to your dorm and continue your final assignment

But oh how the universe like to bring people together ;)

It was right after your finals and you and your friends decided to have some drink at a nearby bar since you guys were curious and have never experienced the bar aura.

You weren't much of a drinker despite your amazing tolerance in alcohol so you were rather confused what to order until a familiar sound came.

"She'll have the orange-mango crush" a familiar voice stated

Turning around, you saw the same man you bumped into at the convenience store almost 2 weeks ago but this time, he looked way more put together and even wore a suit. Lowkey, your mind was starting to wander around and thinking whether there was going to be a fight or some sort or if this was that typical mafia story you secretly read.

"Didn't think you'd be the type to come to a bar on a school night. You done with your finals kid?" the man asked

"I, uhh, yea. Wait!! What do you mean the type to come to a bar?" you stuttered; not aware that your friends were staring at the both of you

"Don't worry, I don't mean it like it's a bad thing. People do what they want. Who am I to judge. Anyways, you ladies enjoy your night. If there's any problem, don't hesitate to let me, the bartender or the guards know. Also, the drink is on the house" the man winked at you and your friends, giving a slight wave before leaving

Cue your friends immediately plastering you with all sorts of question. Wondering how you met a handsome hunk in the midst of your finals. Not to mention, that handsome hunk even remembers you. Cue you becoming a blushing mess; especially after the bartender came with the drink the man requested for you.

Though you were worried that the drink was spiked, you gave a little sip and it was all fruity and delicious. Mental note to yourself: not only is he good-looking, kind but also has good taste in food; great, just great.

The rest of the night went fairly nice. You and your friends were sipping on your drinks, having a nice chit-chat bout life in general, catching up since you guys were not in the same classes. Once the clock hit 1 am, you figured that it was time to head back to your dorm.

Since you decided to wait for your friends who were calling an uber to head back to their homes since they live near your college. Whilst waiting, you told your friends that you were going to go to the bathroom for a bit.

Right when you came out of the bathroom, a random man tried to hit on you and it made you very uncomfortable that you eventually hit the wall behind you. But luckily, a certain someone came and save the day ;)

"Oi. Hands off the girl. Looks like someone is new to my bar since I don't accept any sort of make-out if there's no consent between two parties. Scram before I make you" your saviour growled, making the man leave you alone

"Are you alright?" the man asked while you were catching your breath

"Yeah. Yea, I am. Thank you again. Uh..." you mumbled

"What is it? Are you sure you're alright?" the man questioned, worried in his tone

"It's just, you've basically helped me twice and I still have yet to know your name" you chuckled, making the man chuckle as well

"If that's really what you want. I'm Yuta" the man called Yuta chuckled

"Thank you, Yuta. I appreciate it" you thanked him, giving him a genuine smile; not knowing what that smile does to Yuta's heart

And folks, that was just the beginning of your relationship. Ever since that night, Yuta made it his goal to get to know you more before actually asking you in a relationship; which, when the time came and Yuta asked you, without thinking twice, you said yes.

Throughout your relationship, Yuta was pretty blunt in telling you what he does as a living and mentioned that while he may live a dangerous life, he still had morals and his job was actually putting down all the bad people hiding in the shadows.

Despite all, you trusted Yuta and he also trusted you. You still had your freedom and was allowed to go wherever with whoever you wanted as long as you told Yuta beforehand. Even throughout your near one year anniversary, both of you knew each other's friend group and you even get to see how soft Yuta was when it comes to his mates.

However, all those sweet moments you both felt like a dream the second Yuta heard news that you were captured by some lowlife gang that NCT made go broke. Hearing the news, it was only a matter of minutes before the whole NCT used their network to find you and create a well thought out plan to get you back.

Once Yuta got you back, he made sure you were alright whilst the other members lock the gang up in their basement. Yuta made sure that you had no injuries; which, if you do, he would tend them himself and if he can't then he'll have someone come but stay by you until you were alright or, until you fell asleep.

After tucking you into bed and making sure you were fast asleep. Yuta peck your forehead for a moment before quietly sneaking off the bed and out of his room, going down to the basement and confronting the gang with some of the other members.

“You think prison is the worst place you could go? You pull some shit like that again and I’ll have you thrown in places that’ll make prison seem like a wet fucking dream. Now, which one of you nutjobs came up with the idea in the first place?!" Yuta growled, smirking once he saw the gang cower in fear

A/N: hope you guys enjoy this Yuta fic that came out of nowhere XD and hope you all stay safe and healthy :) xoxo

[hamsterbellbelle]

Helen: So no mercs have seen Marcus...this doesn’t make sense...

Clyde: ’Cause if Hammy really wanted to know about immortality, she wouldn’t have wanted people to be dying outside of the castle, she would’ve wanted people to go in...if Hammy is the Agent...hmm...but no one can actually be sure Hammy is the Agent, she never reveals herself to no one...it’s like...*looks at Lucas* she knows Lucas can read people’s mind...could it be in the dairy that -  Jane: - Nope. I’ve read every single pages of that diary. It was mostly poetries about the miseries of being a vampire... Clyde: She hated being a vampire?... Jane: She’s been thirteen years old for two hundred years!...Can’t imagine that’d be fun... Clyde: Why would anyone?! - *looks at Marcus* could it be...Marie...wants to kill... Lucas: Clyde I will have to stop you right there. Clyde: Fair enough, Professor X. 

Ethan: That day - when I was going to kill Marcus - you and Jane and a bunch of other kids were in the castle.

Jane: It was my housemate. He said someone had posted on the web about the castle, that it was a “cool place” full of antiques that could be sold for a nice sum of eddies. The page even teaches you how to get pass Night Corp security to get into the castle. 

Ethan: Who posted it? Clyde: We don’t know. It’s double encrypted and once cracked it just leads to another overseas IP.  Jane: They were just kids. Ethan: ? Jane: It used to be just mercs dying outside, but that was the first time someone were sent to the castle, not through a fixer or the Agent, but just reading some random post on the web.  Clyde: I went with Jane to accompany the kids, to make sure no one tries to flatline them. 

Jane: Yea...everything seemed fine until you showed up *looks at Ethan*, ticked off Marcus and decided to fight him with UV bullets - which, by the way - where did you get the idea of UV bullets anyway?  Ethan: The proxy - I mean...the person who contacted me through the proxy told me UV bullets would work against vampire...I didn’t understand what she meant by “vampire” at first, I thought it was some new type of cyberpsychosis...but the more I looked into the myths, the more it made sense of what my brother said to me on the night he died...

Jane: Do you think the person who talked through the proxy is the Agent himself? *Room silence* Ethan: ...but he knows about my brother. Jane: Yea, that sounds like something the Agent would know, wouldn’t he? Clyde: But why would they suddenly change from recruiting through fixers, to individuals with personal grudges?  *Room silence*

Jane: So the question now is “Why mercs were dying outside of the castle?” ...“Who put up the post on the web and why?”, “Who told Ethan it was Marcus who killed his brother”, and “Who da fuck is the Agent”...shit...after all these time all we have are just questions, but no fucking answers!...

Lucas: *stands* Then I hope you may find some answers in Syuna’s apartment. Jane: Arrgggh...Let Clyde go with Ethan...I’m done walking around... Lucas: *sighs and smiles*

Clyde: So are these clothes like a gift or do we have to take them off when we leave? 

Lot used🎦: Cyberpunk Vampire Penthouse || Story page📖 || Vocab page📖|| Next⏩

[kasey-writes-stuff]

Wooo first fic of the four I’ve been talking about!

You were visiting Niki for a few weeks and you guys had decided it would be fun to do a little media share you laugh you lose stream! It was about an hour in and things were going okay you hadn’t cracked once and Niki had only cracked twice! You guys had five lives and with it already being an hour in and still having three left you considered this a win already! Everything was going smoothly until suddenly a tickle scene from dragon tales showed up, your eyes widened as you felt butterflies swarming your stomach! A bright red blush danced across your face as your hands twitched desperately wishing you had something to fiddle with to help distract you from the scene before you. Niki’s eyebrow raised as she turned to look at you

“what the heck is-“ she cut herself off noticing your blush and fidgeting hands “y/n are you alright?” You suddenly snap your head over “w-what? What? Oh yea I’m fine it’s nothing” she looks at you curiously “Did that almost make you laugh? Because your face is really red, I wonder who would send something like that in probably just some really random fan” suddenly discord started going off, Niki quickly paused the media shares and switched to discord to see who was calling… you felt more and more butterflies swarming already having a good idea of who it probably was… and suddenly you heard the voice and your face went even redder… it was none other than your brother like best friend Quackity…

“NIKI! Y/N!” He excitedly shouted as he smiled happily but the smile quickly turning into a more devious smile as he looked at the two of you, Niki smiled happily with some surprise as she titled her head slightly “Hi Quackity! What’s up?” He glanced towards you as he spoke “oh nothing just came to tell Y/N they’re welcome for that little video I sent in” he giggled slightly as he saw your head fall into your hands as more embarrassment over took you, you staying silent for now not trusting your voice to properly from words. Niki’s mouth gaped slightly in surprise “you sent that?! What was it about anyways? Is it some kind of inside joke or something?”

Quackity smirked slightly “I’m sure you could call it something like that right Y/N?” You whined slightly “Alex if you don’t shut up right now-“ he snickered softly “what if I don’t shut up what you gonna do?” You whined again “I’ll figure something out I don’t know what but something” Niki looked from you to Alex “Would one of you please explain the joke” though he’s been teasing you he was carefully watching your body language for any signs of discomfort or need for him to stop the entire time and he only looked harder and longer before deciding on his next move with this specific request, despite him seeing no discomfort or distress he decided to wait “well it’s not really an inside joke but more so of a secret, so I’ll wait until streams over I don’t wanna go spreading her secrets in front of the whole internet” Niki nodded in understanding “that’s understandable, do you wanna stay on and do the challenge with us or do you want us to call you after stream?”

Quackity shook his head “no no it’s fine I’ve caused enough chaos for now, you guys call back after stream and I can explain everything” your blush stayed there same as your mind swirled with thoughts stomach filled with butterflies, you smiled slightly though very appreciative of Alex for not wanting to fully share your secret to everyone and instead just having some light fun! Niki nodded excitedly smiling “Sounds good! Bye Quackity!” He nodded as he smiled back “bye Niki! Bye y/n!” You nodded softly smiling as well, and so stream went on about another hour before Niki and you had broken twice and Niki broke the final time

Niki and you ended stream as your stomach still swarmed with anticipatory butterflies which only increased as Niki turned to you smiling excitedly “Ready to call back Quackity?” You nodded shyly as you covered your face and brought your knees to your chest curling up in flusterdness already, Niki excitedly clapped a small bit before quickly pulling up discord and calling Alex! He answered in almost no time at all “hi again Niki! Hi y/n!”

Niki giggled excitedly “hi Quackity! So what is it?! What’s the big secret!? If y/n’s okay with you telling it of course, don’t feel like you have to let him say it if you don’t want him to!” You lifted your head a bit as you smiled gingerly at her “It’s okay I trust you Niki he can say it I don’t mind it’s just… it’s just flustering is all” she smiled brightly as she awed and placed her hand delicately on your leg in a comforting manner “Awweee y/n I’m so glad you trust me that much it truly means a lot!”

You nod softly and motion for Alex to continue “Okay so why I sent that video is because I knew it would fluster y/n and why it flustered them is because they like being tickled” he smiled as he waited for Niki’s reply, her face broke into the biggest smile as she says “wait really?! That’s so cute! Y/n why did you never tell me?!” You shrug softly “it’s flustering and embarrassing and some people find it weird so it’s not exactly the kind of thing I’m open with often…” she pouted softly nodding understandingly “That’s understandable dear just know I think it’s very adorable and great”

You look at her with soft eyes as you smile tenderly at her “T-thank you…” you were never good with knowing how to respond to things like this, she nodded softly as she says “so is there any specifics I should know about this?” She turned towards Alex for answers not wanting to make you explain anymore than you have to, he nodded smiling happily “okay I can give you a small run down, the terms you need to know are a lee is a person who likes being tickled and ler is someone who likes tickling people, now y/n here is a switch! A switch is someone who likes tickling people and being tickled, they lean lee though usually preferring to be tickled but they’re usually fine with either.”

She nods carefully taking in all the information “Okay it’ll probably take me a little bit but I think I got that, anything else?” He continues smiling as he says “Hmm not really besides she likes using the stop light system when both being tickled and tickling, green means go,yellow means slow down and red means stop” she nods “That sounds easy enough to remember, okay so any tips on spots to go for?” He smirks slightly “well if I told you that would take away half the fun wouldn’t it y/n?”

You whine softly “shut up” he raises an eyebrow “oh you know I was thinking about leaving and just letting Niki handle everything on her own but maybe I do stay, maybe I stay around and help Niki out with the verbal side of things… the teasing side of things” your eyes widened as you shook your head no but you couldn’t help the excited and anticipatory grin that overtook your face, Niki nodded happily “I would love to have you stay an help!” “Well then let’s get started”

You smiled nervously as Niki slowly approached you “so what do I do first?” Alex shrugs a bit and says “Well usually I get them either when they’re standing or easily in a position where I can make them lay down so I’d say having them lay would be easiest way to do it and you can either sit on their waist or beside them whatever you guys would prefer” Niki nods as you slowly lay down on the floor, she takes a seat beside you “Anywhere you’d prefer me to start or not to start dear?”

You shake your head softly “no you can start anywhere…” you turn your head to the side feeling more and more giggles bubbling up and nearly spilling out, Niki carefully pokes your side making you jump and squeak softly she smiles as she does it again and again beginning to alternate sides making you squirm back and forth Alex laughs softly “yea poking their sides is always a good one especially when they’re working because they turn to you after about the third poke and they try and act all upset and annoyed but their cheeks are all puffed up and their nose all scrunched as they have the biggest smile and there face is a really nice pink and they just look so cute” Niki awes softly as you whine “ahahlleehexxx shuhush”

He shakes his head “nah that’s my whole point of being here is to tease you so I’m not gonna shush! Anyways poking is great I love it a lot because of what I just said but also all the squeaks they make! Squeezing is really great to and just normal scratching type motions just everything is great really” Niki nods as she begins squeezing your sides making you burst into non stop giggles “aaah nihihikkiii hehehehhahahahhahahah!” She tilts her head softly as she smiles at you “what I thought you liked this? Is it too ticklish hmm? Are you too ticklish I’m barely even doing anything I mean just imagine if I went” she paused her movements as she thought for a moment quickly scanning your body before deciding on her next target… that target just so happened to be one of your sweet spots your hips “here!”

You squealed and broke into loud laughter “EEP NOOHOHOTTT THEHHEERRRHEHHWHW NNIHIHIKKIHIHIHI” Alex smiled from where he watched nodding approvingly “Good job Niki you already found one of their sweet spots!” Niki smiled proudly but also curiously “How many do they have?” Alex thought for a moment “hmm well I think about three maybe five? Definitely three though but there’s two that are borderline sweet spots depending on the techniques”

You were blushing like mad as you laughed through his whole explanation, once his explanation finished Niki slowed to gently tapping your hips leaving you to giggle residually as you gratefully took in air “hehehahahahah” Niki smiled happily as one hand slowly ran through your hair “you doing alright dear?” You nodded shyly “yehehaha ihihimm gohohood” “that’s good I’m glad you’re having fun i’m having fun as well” Alex nodded softly “so am I, who knew I didn’t even have to be there to be able to affect you so much ” he smirked softly knowing very well he knew ages before now that he can very easily affect you despite not even being with you in person

Your giggles finally stopped as you groaned softly “oh shut up you’ve known this for ages don’t act like it’s some new knowledgeEEE” you suddenly squeal feeling Niki’s nails experimentally beginning to scratch at your stomach, having never felt such long nails on your stomach was a new feeling and much more ticklish than you expected! Niki’s eyes widened as she turned to Alex “Is this a sweet spot?” He looks at her as he says “It’s a semi sweet one usually depends on the technique you use, I guess long nails must tickle a lot more than short ones because usually tummy scratches just make them all melty and really softly giggly”

Niki nods softly “Awe that’s adorable, and yea I guess they do” You lay there giggling loudly suddenly squeaking when you feel one of her finger nails nearing your tum button “hahhahaHahhahahHheHEHHEhhahahahahahEEK nohohottt theHEHHE buhuhutohohonnn!” Niki grins softly “Awe why not? It looks so cute I just wanna poke it a little bit! And maybe scratch the knot at the bottom” Your blush is now beginning to spread to your ears as you shake your head “noohhoooo dohohhohonnttt ihihittlll ttihihihahhahahehe yyoouuu knohohoww whahahhattt” she nods “And that’s exactly why I wanna do it!” Alex nods “I think you should definitely do it Niki!” She smiles softly at him “I think I will!” You shake your head giggles already increasing at the mere thought… slowly she begins tracing a nail around your button making your giggles near soft laughter… and suddenly before you can even prepare yourself her finger dips in! Swirling around as her nail gently scratches the knot at the bottom!

You shriek before falling into full laughter “aAHh HAHAHHAHA NIHIHIKKIHIHI NOOHOHOHO AHAHHAA” Niki and Alex smile happily watching your squirm and laugh carelessly and joyfully, not wanting to fully tire you out just yet she stops after a few seconds. You lay there giggling residually as you catch your breathe “hohohoollyy cohohowww nnahahaiillss ahahhreehhe sohoho bahahaddd” Alex smirks slightly as he says “Well maybe I should grow mine out then or get one of those fake nail kits for when I tickle you” You whine softly as you say “shut up you wouldn’t do that” he snickers “watch me just wait and see next time we meet up” Niki giggles softly “I can message you later telling you what brand works the best!” Alex nods smiling “Thank you Niki I would very much appreciate that!” She nods, as you groan softly “I hate you both”

She gasps softly as she reaches out and squeezes the upper part of your side just below your bottom most ribs “Hey! That wasn’t nice I think you should apologize to us!” You squeal as your body jerks instinctively trying to curl up “EEP NO! Ihihi dohohonnttt whahahannnhahah!” Niki turns to Alex “Okay what’s the quickest way to make them apologize? We’ve been at this for a bit so I don’t wanna go too much longer seeing as we both know how they like to push themselves so much in everything else they do I can only imagine that that same mentality would carry over to this”

Alex nods “It definitely does carry over, well definitely I would say target that area you just squeezed, either squeeze some more or vibrations work really well there too also nibbles and raspberries there or there stomach just combining it all would probably be best, target one side with your hand and then the other and their stomach just nibble and raspberry and they’ll be apologizing and probably calling red very quickly” You grumbled softly about how you could take it and how Alex always underestimated you

Niki nodded taking everything in “Got it! Ready y/n?” You nod trying to seem unphased though your bright red cheeks and ears and your messy hair told a very different story “I’m ready!” Niki shakes her head “I don’t think you are but let’s go” she quickly leans down wasting not time starting to nibble and raspberry your left side as one of her hands vibrates into your right side and the other vibrates and squeezes your tummy! You scream before falling into your loudest laughter yet which after a hiccup eventually turns silent

“AAAHH AHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHHEHHEHEHEHAHHAHAHAHA *hic* …………….” Niki continues for only a few moments after your silent laughter began before stopping “Are you ready to apologize now?” You nod giggling and hiccuping softly “yehehhesss *hic* ihihihimmm sohohorryyy ihihihi *hic* dohohohnnttt hahah thehehe yoouuu *hic* guhuhyysss” Niki ruffles your hair softly “Well good because I don’t know what I would do if you did hate me”

Alex smiles softly “Yea if you hated me then who would I tease endlessly about their music taste and how terrible of a cook they are” he snickers softly as he says it and you shake your head smiling and rolling your eyes “I’m sure you could find someone, but no one would be able to live up to the same expectations so I guess I won’t hate you… for now” you giggle softly as he now rolls his eyes “yea yea whatever nerd, I gotta go but have fun okay? And come see me next!” You smile as you say

“Dude I haven’t even left yet and I would like to go home first before going anywhere else” he says “I know I know I just miss you is all, oh and Niki they’re a person of revenge so watch out!” You sigh softly “I miss you too, and he’s right you know” you turn to Niki grinning softly, her cheeks dust pink as she says “t-thanks for the warning” he nods “bye guys!” You and Niki wave as you tell him bye

And so with that the day ends

[tsukishimaenthusiast]

Oh ok! Could it be imagines with just atsumu and suna then? Thanks!!

atsumu and suna when their s/o ignores them as a prank

atsumu:

you recently saw a tiktok of a girl who secretly recorded her boyfriend for a day. the funny part was that she was purposely ignoring her boyfriend as a prank. she put together a bunch of clips of him complaining and getting sensitive from her silence. you had to try this with your boyfriend, atsumu. you were curious to see how he would react since his emotions could be all over the place.

you decided that your shenanigans will start at school since you and atsumu were in the same homeroom. every morning before classes started, he would chat with you. he always asked you if you slept well the night before and would sometimes tell you about a weird dream he had. fortunately for you, you had arrived earlier than atsumu today; you didn’t have to worry about him approaching you right away. you decided to sit at your desk and put in your earbuds. there was about ten minutes left before school actually started when atsumu finally walked in. he headed towards you with a smile. “good morning, babe. sleep well?” you just continued to stare off into space. he immediately raised an eyebrow at you, clearly not noticing your headphones. when he finally realized, he took your earbuds out. “y/nnn, stop listening to music and pay attention to me,” he whined. you stared at him and put your earbuds back in. atsumu is beyond offended by your actions. before he could say anything, the first bell rang and your teacher ordered everyone to go to their seats.

during class, atsumu sent you a text. “what’s the matter? why won’t you talk to me?” he watched you pick up your phone from the other side of the room to read the message. you read it, decided not to reply to your boyfriend, and turned your phone off. atsumu’s mouth drops open. “what the hell!?! i didn’t even do anything,” he thought to himself. you knew he was going to speak to you about this during lunch.

when lunch time came around, you grabbed your lunch and headed towards one of your friends. before you could sit down, atsumu grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the classroom to somewhere private. “what’s up with you today? is everything alright?” he looked concerned, you kind of felt bad for a second. again, you didn’t answer him. he crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling. you could tell he was getting mad. he looked down at you and spoke up, “y/n, are you mad at me for something? can you at least me what i did? if i even did anything at all..” you shook your head. that was the last straw. “fine, be that way!”, atsumu exclaimed. if you’re being honest with yourself, you were waiting that entire time for atsumu to snap and finally raise his voice.

atsumu didn’t go up to you for the rest of the school day. you expected this from him, though. you went on with your day and went home after school. you received a text from osamu on your way home. “did sumu and you fight today? he’s acting more annoying than usual.” damn, you didn’t want your boyfriend to start acting like an ass to other people because of the joke you’re playing on him. “not necessarily a fight, but he did get upset with me. i’ve been ignoring him all day as a prank.” you waited for a reply. “oh okay.. i’m sure i’ll hear allllll about it when we get home from practice.” poor osamu, he’s going to have to deal with his brother's complaints.

it was now night time and you were finishing up some last minute homework. your phone started ringing… atsumu was facetiming you. you answered and he was laying down in bed with the phone super close to his face. you almost laughed at the view. “y/nnnn. babyyy. talk to meee.” he was whining again. you knew he missed you. “please. i’m sorry for raising my voice at you before. osamu made me realize i was wrong for that. i just didn’t understand why you were ignoring me.. i got upset.” you started giggling and atsumu sat up from his bed. “y/n,” he said sternly. you smiled when he called your name. “you didn’t do anything, i was playing a prank on you.” you said, laughing like a maniac.

“ARE YOU KID- I KNEW IT!!! GOD YOU MAKE ME SO- UGHHH!!” you started dying of laughter even more at his sudden outburst. he kept pouting at you until you stopped. “babe, i’m sorry!” now he was the one not replying. “sumu~ c’mon, babe..” atsumu let out a deep huff. “tomorrow, you better give me extra kisses. you have to make up for the pain you caused me!” you chuckled, “okay, okay. i will.” he looked content now. “okay...good…..i love you.. say it back?” god, he was annoying, but charming. “i love you, atsumu.” and with that, he hung up the call.

suna:

recently, you’ve been in the mood to play a joke on someone. it’s been awhile since your last prank and your mischievous ways have been getting the best of you. you started thinking of your next victim... and who else would be better to mess around with than your boyfriend, rintarou! he always has the most peculiar reactions. you’ve only ever pranked him once or twice before, so coming up with an idea shouldn’t be too difficult. maybe you’ll go with a classic.. ignoring him! you two have school tomorrow, maybe you’ll make it an all day type of thing.

suna was already a quiet, somewhat reserved type; you weren’t sure how affected he’d be by your prank, but you decided to go through with it anyways. who knows, maybe he’ll snap or something. he was full of surprises. you kept this thought as you made your way towards school. you weren’t in the same homeroom as suna. you’d usually see each other in the mornings before class or during lunch, but you guys weren’t attached to each other’s hips, so if you didn’t see each other at school sometimes, it wasn’t a big deal. it’s wednesday today, though. the team doesn’t have practice after school. suna always walks you home on wednesdays and you guys usually hang out for a bit.

you arrived a little late to school today, barely making it to your first class. one of your friends told you that suna was in the room earlier, looking to see if you were at school already. eventually, lunch time came around and you received a text from suna. “y/n, my love. just found out i have a meeting for volleyball right now. i might be a little late meeting you for lunch, is that okay?” you read the text message and smiled. maybe now you can properly ignore him. if it were any other day, you’d respond right away. you have read receipts on, so he knows you purposely didn’t respond back. you saw him begin to type again, but stopped. within two minutes, another text was sent. “okay well if anything, i’ll see you after school.. love you.”

you kind of figured the meeting would take up the whole period, so you weren’t expecting him to see you yet. but now, it was the end of the day. you guys have a designated meeting spot around the block from your school, but you decided to really start having fun. you waited for suna in some random area within your school campus, you just wanted to be in some place where he couldn’t find you easily. your phone started ringing five minutes after school was let out but you decided not to answer and waited for a voicemail. “hey, did you leave already? you could’ve texted me or something… unless you’re hiding from me. *chuckle* call me back when you hear this message.” you sighed to yourself, suna was a smart kid. another five minutes passed and you decided to leave your current spot when heard someone running up behind you. “oh, there you are. why are you all the way over here?”, suna asked. you shrugged your shoulders as you started walking off campus. suna found it weird that you didn’t say anything, but followed behind you, nonetheless.

you two walked in silence for a bit. i mean, this is how you guys usually were, but you would’ve said something by now. instead, suna spoke up, “so how was your day?” he looked over at you just to see you looking down at your phone. “y/n??” you just simply looked at him, lips sealed, and faced forward soon after. in the corner of your eye, you saw him staring at you with a straight face. in a way, it felt like he was analyzing you, trying to figure out why you were acting so weird today. he didn’t try speaking up for the rest of the commute to your house. however, he did hold your hand, giving it an occasional squeeze every once in a while. it was a small gesture, but it made your heart swell.

when you finally arrived at your house, you both changed into some comfortable clothes and you started playing music. you began fixing your couch pillows when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind. suna nuzzled his head in your neck and kissed you behind the ear. “why aren’t you talking to me today, my love?” suna usually wasn’t touchy like this… and his voice sounded a little deeper, too. was he upset? “it feels like.. you’re ignoring me.. are you mad? is it cause i couldn’t see you at lunch? i didn’t think it’d be that big of a deal…” after hearing that, you lightly tugged his hair and turned your head to place a soft kiss on his lips. you felt his body become less tense. “i was ignoring you as a prank.. did it work?”, you asked. “yea.. i didn’t show it but.. you really had me worried.” you smiled up at him, “sorry, rin..” suna pulled you tightly into his arms and kissed you on your forehead.

[lokiandbuckyaremine]

The Girl at the Table

Prompt: “Tom Hiddleston x (non actressxplus size) reader where reader is hanging out at the cafe while doing her work,and it so happened that the cafe is quite full,when someone(Tom) asked to share table with her,and when she noticed it was Tom(her huge celeb crush) she was so shy that she didn't even find the courage to even ask for an autograph but before Tom goes,he somehow was interested with her with how busy she was and noticing her love for books,and asked her to get coffee/tea sometime 😅😅😊” ~ Requested by @tom-hlover​

Warnings: NONE

Author’s Note: HEY ALL! Omg been a while! I’m back. I’ve very involved with my Music studies and work but all good things. Will try to get things done. Love you all and hope everyone is staying happy, healthy, and safe. 

MASTERLIST

Out of all places you chose to do your work, it had to be this cafe. You silently smacked your head as you heard the door once again ding and allow in yet another customer. Usually the cafe was not this busy and you always sat at the same table, at the same window, watching the same scenery. But today seemed different and you had no idea why.

Silently sipping your Chai tea, you peered around to see the crowd gathered around the counter waiting for their expensive drinks. As you resumed typing away on your computer, the barista yelled “Drink for Mr. H! We have a Chai tea latte for a Mr. H!” You frowned as you looked over to the counter and saw a tall man squeeze his was through the line. Who the hell writes their name so official on a cup? Can’t people just use their first or last names? Your thoughts amused yourself as you resumed once again to type away. Hopefully nothing else will distract you....

As if karma bit you in the butt, you soon felt the presence of another person at your table. “Pardon me, Miss. But do you mind if I share the table with you? The rest are a bit full.” You looked up at the tall figure who you soon recognized to be the “Mr. H” the barista referred to. He was strikingly handsome and British, the perfect combo for you. Contemplating getting your work done or having a hot British guy sit next to you, you smiled softly and gestured to the seat in front of you. “Please, be my guest.”

The handsome stranger “thanked you” and removed his jacket and scarf, revealing his lean and muscular figure. Looking over to him, you began to feel slightly self-conscious as you felt the pressure of his stare on you. You weren’t as skinny or curvy as most girls, which prevented you from feeling confident, but something in you made you feel even more self-conscious in front of him.

Silence fell between the both of you, but soon ended when the man cleared his throat. “Oh, ‘Midsummer Night’s Dream’ one of my all time favorites. Book report?” You peered above your book and noticed how blue his eyes were....almost familiar to you. “Uh yea, not really the biggest Shakespeare fan but this one isn’t too bad.” The man chuckled softly, and sipped on his latte. “Not a big fan? Shakespeare is quite brilliant with his writing. Why don’t you like him?” You shrugged and blushed at the stranger’s teasing. “I don’t know. He speaks in such a weird way that I can’t seem to understand his purpose or what the hell he is talking about. It’s exhausting and I just want to get this paper done, ya know?” 

You both laughed and he couldn’t help but smile at you as you focused back at your book. “Well, I’m Tom by the way and would love to give you a hand if you’d like.” Tom....Mr. H....oh my god! TOM HIDDLESTON! You were sitting across from THE Tom Hiddleston. Not realizing how much your mouth was open, you nearly choked on your spit as you began stuttering. “Oh my god! Tom as in Tom Hiddleston?! Or should I say Mr. H!” You nearly fainted as he flashed you his gorgeous smile. “I am he, darlin. But can we keep it quiet, I’m trying to be low-profile.” He sent you a wink and your heart fluttered. 

You shook you head and began to bite your cheek, trying to prevent the huge girlish smile from creeping on your face. “I’m so sorry. I’m just such a huge fan and love you and your acting. I would’ve never expected you to sit with a girl like me.” He furrowed his eyebrows at you and leaned across the table. “What do you mean, darling? Why wouldn’t I sit with you?” You shifted uncomfortably, as you began to feel small under his stare. “Well it’s just that I’m not like the other girls you’re with or you hang out with. I’m no Hollywood model or skinny or pretty like the rest. I’m just a small town girl.” 

This seemed to upset Tom, as he reached over to gently tap your hand. “Look, all those girls are all about attention. Most of them are fake. They paint themselves with makeup and starve themselves to keep such an unnatural figure. It sounds so cliche, but it’s true. You, my darling, are gorgeous and are a natural beauty. One of the first things I noticed actually. I came over because you seemed so calm and content as you read your book, something I don’t see too many females do nowadays.” You couldn’t help but giggle. 

Tom really was a Prince Charming. You looked over to him and flashed him a smile as he resumed to sip his latte. “Thank you, Tom. Really. Coming from a huge celebrity like you let alone an extremely attractive one means a lot.” He winked back at you and nodded. “By the way, what are you doing in this area anyways? Kind of random for you to be here.” He shifted in his seat as if he was trying to remain undercover. “Well my director and I were looking at some theaters in the area to promote our new Shakespeare drama. We are looking to expand and there are a few theaters here that have come recommended. Plus we figured it was a great place to keep low.” 

Wow. Tom Hiddleston was going to be spending time in your hometown. So many thoughts went through your head. Maybe you can both----”As a matter of fact, now that you and I have met, perhaps you can show me around or make me feel at ease while I’m here. Wouldn’t want to lose such a friendly and gorgeous face as yours.” Damn, he is slick. You were gonna ask for an autograph, but this far out-beat that! “SURE! Wow, yea, I would love that. But only if you help me with this essay.” He chuckled and got up from his seat to join you. “You might want to make room, Darling. This is going to be a very long coffee date.”

Stuck in a booth, at a coffee shop, with the one and only Tom Hiddleston...this was a dream come true. 

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My Top Comfort Characters/Kins and My Main HCs For Them

(Note, not all my kins/comfort characters are on here, just the ones I have more than 5 hcs for)

CW: Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3), Himiko Yumeno (DRV3), Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA), Kyoko Kirigiri (THH), Tsuyu Asui (BNHA), Entrapta (Spop), Ibuki Mioda (SDR2), Celestia Ludenberg (THH), Funtime Foxy (FNAF), Peril (WOF)

Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3)

Nonbinary

He/They pronouns

Autistic

Chains and loose accessories are for stimming

Likes the feeling of silk and cotton

Can't stand the feeling of anything rough or bumpy

He likes collecting small trinkets and the bones of small mammals

Can't stand anything salty. He'll eat it but he certainly won't enjoy it

Dating Rantaro

Can flirt, but only if he doesn't try

Petnames are a hell yea

Gets sunburnt really easily

Group dates with Celesnaegiri and Ikuzono

Can't cook for s h i t

Had a scene kid phase in middle school

Went to the same middle school as Celeste and Maki

Knew them when Celeste went through her "I'm not like other girls" phase and Maki was a Band Kid™

Himiko Yumeno (DRV3)

Female

She/Her pronouns

Lesbian

Can force herself to fall asleep within seconds regardless of where she is

100% forces herself to fall asleep when she doesn't wanna listen/talk to someone

Himiko/Angie/Tenko relationship. I'm calling them the Traffic Light Trio

She likes taking naps in the forest

She prefers enclosed/tight spaces more than open ones

Has several hundred stress balls and squishies laying around

She overheats easy

Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA)

Questioning his gender, but goes by any pronouns

Knows he's Asexual, at least

Has no clue what his romantic orientation is though

The kind of person to carry treats in his pocket just in case he runs into a cat

Will stop to pet literally every cat he comes across

Great at reading people

Doesn't talk unless it's 100% needed

Hangs with Tokoyami, Jirou, and Denki most often

Aizawa has 100% unofficially adopted him

Fosters kittens

Not a big fan of physical touch

He is 100% in the bakusquad. Anyone who says he's in the Dekusquad is a c o w a r d

He and Tsuyu vibe

Knows a bunch of random facts

Dark humour? Dark humour

*skates backwards into his therapist's room slowly sipping from an absurdly huge cup of coffee* Candice you're not gonna BELIEVE the shit I just went through

In case I forgot to mention it, he skates

Kyoko Kirigiri (THH)

Mtf

She/Her

Bi with female preference

Burns go up to her shoulders/collarbone/chest

Prefers to just listen as opposed to saying anything

Knows a ton of random trivia about everyone else in her class

She keeps a notebook she fills with all the trivia

Doesn't celebrate her birthday. She just doesn't see the point of it

Doesn't hate sugar/sweets, but if given the choice she would choose literally everything else

Cuts her own hair

A cat person

Permanent dark circles

T-Tall 😳

Like,,, 6'1 at LEAST

Only person taller than her is Yasuhiro (6'3)

Canon no longer exist

Ahahaha healthy life habits? What are those?

Can't handle horror games

She's the kind of person you'd go to if you needed to rant but didn't want any advice

Polyamourous yo

Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto

She's a dom yall are just scared to admit it

Tsuyu Asui (BNHA)

They go by They/Them

Lesbian

They and Ochaco are dating

They like to hang with Shinsou

Which mainly just means the two sitting in one of their dorms in near total silence doing whatever

Can speak English and French as well as Japanese

Learned English from cartoons

Picked up French bc they thought it'd be fun

Prefers to stay neutral in the whole Bakusquad / Dekusquad thing

They're invited to all outings/events by/for both squads

They like puns

They're a dumbass but willingly, and for fun

Like "someone says they like dark humour and they'll turn off the lights before telling a joke" kind dumbass for fun

Great at poker

Likes Disney Movies

Very touchy once you get close enough

Not in a sexual way, just likes physical contact

Especially fond of piggyback rides and cuddles

Extreme fear of needles

Entrapta (She-Ra)

She/Her or It/Its

Doesn't bother trying to figure out whether she's cis, trans, nonbinary, or what

Was AMAB though

Short as fuck (4'7)

Strong as fuck though

Cuddle game strong

Physical touch is a fuck yes

Cuddles

Piggyback rides

Hugs

Anything where she's touching someone is wonderful in her book

As long as she's the one that initiates it

Anyone else touching her without her permission makes her freak

Prefers being high up

Makes it harder for anyone to sneak up on her

An ace at video games

When it comes to sexuality she just says she's Questioning

Ibuki Mioda (SDR2)

Any pronouns + Pup/Pupself + It/Its

No idea what their gender is otherwise

Biromantic Asexual

Just likes sexual jokes

Gets distracted easily

Has severe hearing problems

She's plays her instruments as loud as possible, with the amp right next to her, without ANY ear protection

It's caused some damage

She talks so loud bc she has no idea how loud is considered acceptable

Wears hearings aids most of the time

Several piercings and tattoos

Likes hearing things jingle

She has a bracelet with a few bells hanging from it

She'll shake it whenever she's bored

LOVES hair accessories

Ribbons are a particular favourite

Occasionally she'll hang little charms from her hair "horns"

The kind of person who never takes any pills/medicine bc she keeps forgetting she has to

Frequently uses emojis

Skates everywhere but she isn't very good at it

She keeps crashing into everything

Has broken every bone in her body at least 3 times

Most of which was bc she keeps trying to kick in doors and skating down the stairs

Celestia Ludenberg (THH)

Nonbinary

Any pronouns, mainly goes by She/They

Bi, 70:30

Collects mini hand sanitizers and can tabs

Has single handedly gotten Mario Kart, Mario Party, Monopoly, Uno, and Clue banned a grand total of 17 times (and counting)

The kind of person to purposefully target someone regardless of what game was being played

Favourite victim is Byakuya (bc he gets so upset about it and she finds that hilarious)

Mains Waluigi

Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto

Has several banned Twitter accounts bc whenever she's bored she'll start discourse on purpose

Hangs with Korekiyo, Ibuki, Byakuya, Yasuhiro, and Leon most often

It's a weird friend group but everyone's sorta gotten used to it

She and Byakuya gamble together occasionally

She tries to avoid it bc he'll willingly blow his entire fortune in an attempt to beat her

Autustic

Can't stand the feeling of water

Mainly bc she can't swim for shit

Horror movies? Hates them

Gets flustered super easily

Taka is her twin brother

Kotoko, Kokichi, and Gundham are their half siblings (Same father)

Peko and Toko are their cousins

She sucks ass at go fish

Fuck canon she's 4'11 now

C h u b b y

Freckles

Once she gets comfortable enough with herself she dyes her hair in the peekaboo style

Either black and red or black and blonde

Haven't decided yet

I'll be doing Celesnaegiri hcs as a seperate post but I just feel it's important for you to know that she expresses her affection verbally and is a very touchy person

Went to middle school with Maki and Korekiyo

Has horrible eyesight

She wears contacts most of the time but she always puts off buying more

After the 5th or so time she ended up blindly stumbling around a week after her contacts ran out Kyoko convinced her to buy glasses as well

Religious accessories yo

Like chokers and dangly earrings with crosses and pentagrams and shit

Likes wearing wacky earrings

Can run and do all sorts of tricks in heels

She and Mukuro are exes yo

Keeps her hair short so it's easier to manage

Hair never gets longer than her shoulders if she can help it

She seems like the kind of person who'd keep her bangs grown past her eyes regardless of how frustrating or inconvenient it is

She's a sub yall just don't wanna admit it

Funtime Foxy (FNAF)

I'm going on the record to say this

Funtime Foxy is genderfluid and that is that

Goes by Funtime

Any pronouns, They/Them most commonly

Plays music (keyboard and guitar mainly)

They and Funtime Freddy (Freds) mainly play with the kids

Freds mainly tells stories with Bonbon while Funtime more so plays one-on-one

Has nicknames for everyone

Circus Baby - Ringleader

Ballora - Bells

Funtime Freddy - Partner

Bon Bon - Bun

Peril (WOF)

I like both Nonbinary She/They Peril and Mtf She/Her Peril

They're both such good concepts

She's a lesbian, Harold

She only had a crush on Clay bc he was pretty much everything she was supposed to like in a guy

Gimme a moment while I force all my mental disorders onto this poor child

Autistic, Anxiety (Social anxiety, mainly, but she has most types), Adhd, PTSD

I'd like to reiterate yet again that She's a lesbian

Sunny and Glory were her gay awakening

Peril in Book 1: Damn, Sunny and Glory sure are pretty. Anyone would be lucky to date them. Clay would probably go for them over me. He would be stupid if he didn't. I myself would willingly date them over someone like me. They're just so pretty :(

Peril waking up in a cold sweat in the middle of arc 2: WAIT-

Rarepair alert but Peril/Sora

Peril meeting Sora: "Hmmm She's attractive. I would love to date her. Too bad I'm straight and in love with her brother lmao :P"

Peril, a mere month later, waiting for Ruby to leave Jade Mountain, pacing in her cave, running face first into a wall: WAIT-

I remember reading this one amazing story where Sora taught Peril to read/write and Peril found out she set off the bomb and comforted her/convinced her her run so that's canon now

Btw if anyone can remember what that story was called/what platform it was on and could tell me I'd appreciate it very much

I'd even be willing to draw a character of your's or make you an icon or something

I usually don't accept requests bc I get burnt out easy but this is a special case

She runs into Sora again sometime between the beginning of TOP and the end

I like to imagine she just goes wandering around

Anyway she confesses like a mere few minutes after running into her again bc Peril is just subtle like that

The actual confession takes 15 minutes and the entire time Sora is just sitting here like "👁👄👁 sure"

Bam Peril/Sora

Peril plans to keep it a secret for a little while longer but she spends 3 seconds around Clay and pretty much blurts it out

Clay, who wasn't even aware that Peril was a lesbian, is just "👁👄👁"

I wanna say Clay doesn't know what a lesbian is but in my canon Sunny is a lesbian so Starflight has already told him

Anyway he's super supportive

From that point Peril is sorta open about her sexuality?

Like, she gives Clay permission to tell the rest of the D.O.D bc she isn't about to risk being in front of them when they hear the news

(When Sunny starts actively seeking her out as a hang out buddy and Tsunami, Glory, and Starflight appear to tolerate her presence just a bit more afterwards she pretends she isn't confused by the change)

She's pink, white, and blue bc I said so

If you look at a certain angle in the right lighting her eyes, mouth, fire, and under her scales all look purple

But her fire is normally white and blue bc I said so

Also she pale as fuck bc in my canon their fire just sorta burns their colour away

You know how you leave something outside for too long and it gets sunbleached? Where it gets all washed out?

Like that but more extreme

By the age of 10-12 firescale dragons are just white with pale eyes

That's right not even the eyes are safe

Ram horns :P

I'm also fond of Peril/Sunny

Or maybe Peril/Sora/Sunny

But Peril/Sora is the main thing

On the topic of that bringing in my hc that if one sib in a sib group is fire resistant all of them are

She,,, She can change her scale colour

But only slightly and only if her emotions are strong enough

Bc I don't give a fuck about Darkstalker's scroll we were robbed of hybrid Peril

Unfortunately all of Peril's emotions are strong

Rainwing ruff along her head and neck

It's like a hood

It's mainly smoothed to her sides but when she's startled it flares out

RAINWING PUPILS

Y'all will know what those look like as soon as I get off my ass :P

She,,, She can mimic bird cries

Hates the summer

She has more than enough body heat already and the outside is just hot enough to add on and make her feel sick

She can somewhat control her heat but most of the time it's based on her emotions

It can go from standing-in-the-middle-of-a-burning-building-cant-see-your-nose-smoke-is-so-thick heat (Strong emotion) to Hey-thats-a-nice-cozy-campfire heat (Calm/"weak" emotion/Sleeping)

I'm just gonna make a different post with all my Peril hcs cuz there isnt enough room for all of them here

[dc41896]

Winter Wonderland

Pairing: Ransom DrysdalexBlack Reader

⚠️: Ransom being a tiny bit of a jerk, the usual fluff

Sat on the couch comfortably wrapped in your boyfriend’s burnt orange throw blanket, your eyes stay glued to the meteorologist pointing to the map on the wide screen in front of you as you mindlessly bite your thumbnail.

“This again?,” Ransom asks returning from his shower to sit next to you. Forest green tee shirt over his black sweatpants, the scent of sandalwood wafting off his skin brings you closer eventually resting your head on his shoulder while you silently take in a couple deep breaths to savor the smell. “What, are you trying to be a weatherwoman now or something?”

“No, I’m just trying to stay updated. You know, watching to see if it’ll maybe rain or snow...”

Moving his laptop from the glass coffee table to his lap, soon his fingers tap away at the keyboard below as he tries to answer emails he missed while being away with you and your family for Thanksgiving.

“Hopefully it doesn’t. I’ve got too much to do for the power to be turning off.”

“...It would be nice to see though you know?”

“Mm,” he simply replies, mind still comprehending the email from his assistant with his schedule for the upcoming month.

“Snow covering the ground perfect to make snow angels or a snowman with a cute little scarf and carrot nose. Ooh and maybe a snowball fight-!”

“You sound like a kid who’s never seen snow before,” he chuckles. Noticing your extended silence, he sits up meeting your innocent eyes as you play with one of the tassels from the blanket. “You’ve never seen snow, have you?”

“I mean yeah in movies and pictures, but never in person. Remember, it doesn’t really get that cold where I live.”

Only four months in, your relationship was still fairly new. And most of that time he was flying to see you, which was slightly concerning at first. Once he told you about his dysfunctional family though, and you briefly heard it firsthand, it made sense why he wanted to get as far away as possible.

It was just a small mistake when some of his business documents were sent to his parents’ house, but of course they assumed it was his sly way of asking for money. Not even giving him a chance to explain, a shouting match soon ensued and hence why Thanksgiving was spent with your parents.

He still wanted you to come visit to show you his home, where he grew up, and some of his favorite places especially since you showed him yours. He’d just have to be extra careful to avoid any of his family members or those who worked at his grandfather’s home if the two of you went to town.

So far though, you two didn’t have to worry since you’d either been happily snuggled on the couch or in bed since you arrived.

“Well, it’s more of a pain than anything. You need the right tires to drive on the road and even then you have to worry about them being too slick. Then sometimes the snow is like mush that basically starts melting as soon as it falls, and don’t even get me started on the shoveling,” he rants as the small smile on your face slightly falls.

“Yea I’ve uh heard that it’s not so great once you get used to it,” you respond turning the channel to some random movie before handing him the remote. “Looks like it’s not gonna snow anyway though so no worries.”

“Good, I’ll be able to make all of my meetings then.”

As you sat in silence, Ransom could feel that you were disappointed about the sunny and clear forecast. He still stood by all the negative things he said earlier, but he also remembered how excited he’d get as a kid once it started to get colder. That meant snow would eventually come, bringing snow days from school and playing all day in the backyard. That is until his mother would yell at him from the back door not to mess up his clothes or send the nanny out to get him if she felt he wasn’t listening.

Hearing your soft snores, he carefully removes his phone from his pocket, moving his typing from his laptop to the smaller device in his hand as he sends a quick text to someone who might be able to help.

———

The soft chime of your alarm from the bedside table causes you to mentally groan as you reach to silence it before it could disturb Ransom. However feeling his arm tighten around your waist bringing you closer to his bare chest, you could see you were too late.

“Sorry babe. Go back to sleep, you still have time before your meeting,” you whisper.

“No,” he mumbles, face falling to the crook of your neck making you giggle from the sensation of his breathing paired with his pouted lips against your skin.

“Can you let go then? I have to log in for work.” Shaking his head, you roll your eyes at how clingy he could be under that tough, careless facade. “Ransom come on it’s my last workday before Christmas so I can’t call out. As soon as I’m done though you can have me all to yourself okay?”

His only response is silence as you try to escape his grip thinking he drifted back to sleep. You’re slightly startled as your body is turned to face your boyfriend with his eyes still closed and a tired yet playful smirk gracing his lips.

“I already took care of work for you,” he replies opening one eye while the other stayed pressed against the plush pillow.

“What do you mean?”

“That you don’t need to worry about work until the new year.”

“How? You just told my boss I wouldn’t be in for a while and she said okay?”

“Well darling as you know I can be very persuasive,” he cockily states with a wink. Sitting up with arms crossed over your chest, he chuckles at your unamused expression sitting up himself to lean against the headboard. “I told her how I had a secret trip planned for us and asked if you could be out until you were due to be back in January. She said you had the time so it was okay and for us to have fun. If you don’t believe me call her yourself.”

“How long have you had this planned? And where is this secret trip too?,” you finally speak trusting his words.

“A while now, and it wouldn’t be a secret anymore if I told you dear.”

“Then how am I supposed to pack for said trip honey?,” you ask matching his sarcasm.

“Already took care of that too. All you have to do is get ready so we can leave in a couple hours,” he smiles gently grabbing your chin to kiss your lips. “Unless you want to go to work then-,”

“No, I’ll get dressed!” Giving him one last peck as you crawl over his relaxed form, he chuckles watching you excitedly hurry to the bathroom to start your morning routine.

After both of you were dressed and Ransom placed your packed bags in the trunk of his newly rented Range Rover, his hand stops you from entering the passenger side slightly confusing you.

“It’s a surprise remember?,” he smirks pulling a black blind fold out of his jacket pocket.

“You know, this is how a handful of those lifetime movies start before the main character goes missing and her family then sets out to find the boyfriend even though he swears he’s innocent,” you state making him deeply chuckle as he finishes tying the cloth over your eyes.

“Relax, you’re fine. Plus how do I know this isn’t like those movies where the gorgeous girlfriend acts all innocent and sweet until she gets her boyfriend away so she can kill him and take all his stuff before moving on to her next victim?”

“Touché. I guess we’re gonna have to trust each other then.”

“I guess so,” he laughs kissing your cheek before carefully helping you in your seat and closing the door behind you. The drive there didn’t seem too long as you and Ransom talked about everything from each of your favorite vacations over the years to his new book ideas and what was soon to be published under his company. Of course you tried to get him to slip and say where you were going and what he had planned, but his lips remained sealed.

Every time you asked, he’d just chuckle telling you to be patient before kissing the back of your hand.

Soon enough your questions would be answered as the car slowed while it turned maintaining the same speed until coming to a complete stop. “Are we there? Can I take off the blindfold now?,” you excitedly ask.

“Go ahead before you bounce a hole in the seat.”

Removing the cloth, you blink your eyes adjusting to the brightness of the remaining daylight outside before they can focus on what was exactly in front of you. Dark brown wooden outside with a blue green roof and stone chimney, the modern looking cabin with wrap around porch peering into the surrounding woods on one side and the calm lake on the other.

“I hope your silence isn’t because you’re currently regretting coming with me,” he speaks peering at you with soft crystal blue eyes. Leaning over the middle console, your hand finds the back of his neck bringing him closer to connect your lips with his.

“It’s beautiful! The perfect Christmas getaway,” you smile.

“Well not perfect yet. This is just part one of your surprise.”

“Ransom, you don’t-,”

“I know, I don’t have to. As you see though, we’re here so are we gonna sit in the car and stare at it or go inside?,” he smirks before getting out to open your door.

You weren’t surprised to find the inside just as charming as it’s outside view. The modern, minimalistic aesthetic along with high vaulted ceiling and open concept made it seem as if there was no end in sight for the cozy cabin. From it’s overall inviting warmth enveloping you as soon as the both of you crossed the threshold, you weren’t sure if your boyfriend, or anyone, would get you to leave when the time eventually came.

Once settled and full of dinner made from what was in the fully stocked fridge and freezer, courtesy of his assistant, you could feel the day’s toll finally weighing on you as multiple yawns escaped your mouth and eyelids began to droop.

“Don’t fall asleep on me yet, you still have your last surprise to see,” he chuckles gently nudging your arm.

“Ransom seriously everything has been more than enough. What else could you possibly have planned?,” you sleepily smile peering up at him through partially opened lids. Gently pulling you up with him, he guides you to the porch with muscular, sweater covered arms wrapped on your chest just under your neck. He places a kiss on the top of your head as you lean back into his broad chest admiring the bright crescent moon along with the shimmering stars scattered behind it in the black sky.

��Although I do love gazing at the moon with you, and think this is a really nice surprise, it’s getting cold,” you speak feeling the vibrations of his quiet laugh through his chest.

“You really need to work on your patience dear,” he whispers, lips resting next to your ear. Watching the breath from your nose turn to smoke, you soon see something fall from above making you slightly lean forward to see if your eyes were deceiving you. Sure enough, a similar white speck descended with a small swirl as you gently gripped Ransom’s arm gasping. As more and more fell, you reach out over the banister feeling bits of cold ice touch your palm before melting into miniature puddles.

“Is this real?!”

“No, there’s a man on the roof with a wind machine. Yes, it’s real honey,” he chuckles kissing your cold cheek.

“But the forecast said there was none coming.”

“Yea for where we were. That’s why I brought you a bit further north where it usually snows around this time of year. Luckily it still happened or else everything would’ve been ruined.”

Turning to face him, your arms wrap around his neck as you reach on your tip toes to deeply kiss his lips. You prop your chin on his chest, adoringly looking up at your boyfriend with a soft smile.

“Yea no snow would’ve been a bit of a bummer, but everything would still be wonderful because I’m here with you.”

“Stop you’re gonna make me blush,” he dismisses with a dramatic wave making you giggle.

For the next few moments, you both comfortably stand in each other’s arms with your head now lying on his chest gazing at the steady falling flurries, and Ransom doing the same finding himself truly happy to see snow for the first time in a long while.

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Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Ah thanks to those who are reading this story! Love you all ☻

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Y/N Pov:

After getting dropped off by Atsumu, I check my phone to only see 20 miss calls from Semi.

Yikes, he probably thought I died or something...

I decide to call him back.

" Hello. "

" Y/N WHAT HAPPEN TO YOU! I WAS TRYING TO FIND YOU ALL OVER THE PARTY! " he shouted through the phone.

" OK FIRST OF ALL CALM DOWN! I'M OK DON'T WORRY! "

" Thank GOSH! I REALIZED YOU WERE GONE AROUND 3 am?! "

" Wow what a nice friend realizing I was gone after 5 hours at the party! " I say with sarcasm.

" HEY! AT LEAST I REMEMBER?! "

" YEA! You right... " I laughed.

" OH ALSO?! How did you get home your car is still at the Venue?! " Semi asks confused.

" WELL!  A guy name Atsumu helped me out when I was completely out! "

" ATSUMU?! THE VOLLEYBALL PLAYER?! LIKE THE REALLY GOOD ONE?! "

" Yea?! The one with the twin! "

Why is he so surprised?

" DO YOU GUYS KNOW EACH OTHER?! "

" No, we just met last night! How do you know him ?" I asked curiously.

" We used to play volleyball together in high school same with his brother Osamu! Also, Osamu catered for the party! "

" Hmm, interesting... Well, I met Osamu at his restaurant."

" Osamu is the calmer twin but he still pretty crazy, on the other hand, Atsumu is a big flirt with the girls watch out!" Semi laughs on the phone.

" Yea not interested. "

" Haha, that's a loss for him! Anyways you need a break from volleyball players. " Semi laughs.

" Yea I do! Alright SEMI SEMI I'm gonna get going now I have to finish a couple of things from work. Also, I need to cure this hangover before tomorrow. "

" Ok then ILL LET YOU GO! BYE! "

" Bye Semi! "

We both end the call.

Now I need to find a way to get my car before noon because I have tons of work to do.

I can't ask Semi to take me there because he staying at a friend's house, I can probably ask Kenma to help me. I haven't seen him in a while so maybe we can catch up a little also.

I shoot a text to Kenma.

Texting on phone:

Y/n: “ Hey are you free right now? “

5 minutes later

Kenma: " yea why? "

Y/n: " Do you think you can come over right now?!

Kenma: " I don't see why not. "

Y/n: " PERFECT! "

I put my phone down on the counter and change into different clothes because I was still in Atsumu shirt.

I guess I'll be keeping the shirt until we meet again, or if we ever.

30 minutes later

I hear my doorbell ring, and it was Kenma.

" KENMAAA COME IN! " I say happily."

" Hey what's up its been a while! " he says as he went in for a hug.

" Nothing really.. "

" Bs I heard you and Kageyma broke up.. "

" FROM WHO?! " I say confused.

" Hinata... "

" OH YEAAA HIS BESTFRIEND... "

" Yea, he didn't really tell him but Hinata suspected when he texts him " how are things going with y/n, " and let's say he didn't take it well. " Kenma said in a conflicted tone.

" WHY did he not take it WELL! He the one who broke up with me?!" I say angrily.

" Did he ever tell you why he broke up with you? " Kenma asked.

" No, he just said I dOn'T LOvE yOu aNyMoRE "

I’m so annoyed right now why is he acting like the victim.

" That's it? " Kenma was surprised.

" YEA! "

" Oh wow, I really didn't think that the reason like... Strange."

" Who cares, I don't like him either. "

Obviously, I was still hurting but it's fine I don't need him.. Screw him.

" If you say so! "

Kenma Pov:

Yea no she still likes him...

Y/N Pov:

" Enough about him... DO you want to help me get my car?! "

" Wheres your car? " Kenma asks confused

" UH well, It's at a Venue.. "

" Did you go to a party or something? "

" Yea Semi had a party yesterday and let's say I got a little too wasted... BUT don't worry someone helped me out... "

" Uh, who helped you out? "

" I don't know if you know him but he is also a Volleyball player, his name is Atsumu the last name is Miya? "

" Wait a minute the one with the twin? "

" YEA HIM!"

" Are guys friends?! " Kenma asks

" No, I literally just met him last night. "

" Atsumu is a nice guy he just a big flirt. "

" THAT'S WHAT SEMI SAID?! "

" Well, it's because he is always out with a new girl every week. "

" Yea no thanks... " I say weirded out.

" Ok, so are we going to get your car?! " Kenma asks in a bored tone.

" Ok, let us go! "

I got into Kenma's car, luckily the venue is only 20 minutes away.

" AHH MY Precious car!! " I shouted.

" SHEEZ be louder next time will ya. "

" Kenma stop being grumpy... " I say as I try to keep in my laugh.

" Yea whatever go get your car now! "

" Already kicking me out... "

" Yes! "

" AH YOUR SO COLD! " I laugh

" Ok well thank you Kenma! We actually need to hang out ok?! "

" Fine... We will one of these days. " he smiles.

I get out of the car, wave to Kenma then I get in my car.

Finally, I can go home now and start working on projects.

After the 20 minute drive, I get in my house and start working on the three projects.

Meanwhile At this time:

Atsumu pov:

I'm sitting on the couch, my phone started buzzing uncontrollably.

What the heck.

I flip my phone over only to see texts from my friends. I open up the group chat and see something unexpected. A PHOTO OF ME AND Y/N IN THE CAR ON “ THE PEOPLES “ TWITTER PAGE.

The big 4 :

Sakusa: Oh so is she another new girl?

Bokuto: Already Atsumu?!

Hinata:  Isn't that Kageyama's ex!

Me: NO NO THEY GOT IT WRONG WE ARE NOT GOING OUT!

Me: ALSO HINATA DID YOU JUST SAY?! KAGEYAMA EX?!

So that's who broke her... What a small world.

Sakusa: Sure that's what you say about every girl..

Bokuto: Can we get a Rip

Hinata: Rip.. Also Yes

Sakusa: Rip

Sakusa: Damn already making moves on a girl who broke up with her boyfriend.

Bokuto: Wow..

Hinata: HAHA I WONDER HOW KAGS IS GOING TO REACT TO THIS..

Me: CAN YOU GUYS STOP THAT?!  YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG...

Sakusa: Ok then if she, not a random hook up who is she, and does she know she on " the people's " Twitter account label as mystery girl?!

Bokuto: YEA DOES SHE KNOW!?

Oh my, we just met and she isn't going to like this.

Me: NO SHE DOESNT KNOW...But she was some random girl at the party Osamu was catering. I decided to help her out because she was alone and drunk so I took her to Osamu's house, so she can sober up. The next morning I took her home because she left her car at the Venue... I DIDNT THINK THE Paparazzi WOULD CARE SO MUCH?!

Hinata: Wow Atsumu that was nice of you.

Bokuto: ^^^

Sakusa: Well you're going to have to tell her or do something about it because we all know how crazy your fangirls get.

Me: Fine fine let me tell her right now.

After texting the group chat, I was about to text y/n only to remember... I don't have her number, but I think Osamu has her number.

I texted Osamu, now I have to wait for him to respond.

Now back to y/n :

Finally, I'm almost done with this projects...

Then all of sudden I get a text from Tendou.

I looked at my phone and I can't believe what I see... He sends me a screenshot of Me and Atsumu in the car... It was trending on Twitter. The title was " Star setter mystery girl? "

Texting On phone:

Tendou: I didn't know you guys were going out?

Y/n: OH MY GOSH? Please tell me this is a joke?!

Tendou: No I don't think so...

Y/n: WE ARE NOT GOING OUT... I MET HIM LAST NIGHT!

I explained to Tendou what happened last night.

Tendou: this Has to be the most miss interpreted picture ever. LMAO!!

Y/n: YEA IT IS NOW EVERYONE AT WORK IS GOING TO ASK ME... OH NO KAGEYAMA PROBABLY SAW THIS!

Tendou: HAHAHA.. WHO CARES HE BROKE UP WITH YOU... His loss..

Y/n: YOUR RIGHT! BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE KNOW AS ATSUMU ANOTHER GIRL?! I DON'T EVEN KNOW THE GUY!

Tendou: Has he talked to you about it?!

Y/n: No HE DOESNT EVEN HAVE MY NUMBER?!

Tendou: Well this is going to be fun to watch...

Y/n: NO it's NOT..

I stressfully put my phone down on the counter...

What I'm I going to do?! HOW DID I GET INTO TO THIS MESS?

I hear another notification go off on my phone... It was an unknown number.

Text message:

Hey can we talk?

Y/n: Who is this?

Atsumu: Its Atsumu

Y/n: NO WE CANT TALK DID YOU SEE TWITTER?

Atsumu: YES I KNOW THAT'S WHY I WANT TO TALK?

Y/n: Also? HOW DID YOU GET MY NUMBER?

Atsumu: OSAMU GAVE IT TO ME!

oh, yea I forgot I gave him my number.

Atsumu: WELL HEAR ME OUT! This will die down tomorrow, me and the team are leaving for Osaka in the morning so you don't even have to see me again.

Y/n: Sheez that's a harsh way to put it.

Atsumu: I mean if you want to see me you can~

Oh my, I can hear his flirtatious tone from here.

Y/n: NO!

Atsumu: AW you're SO MEAN!

Atsumu: ALSO I DIDNT KNOW Kageyama was your boyfriend...

Y/n: Who told you that?

Atsumu: Hinata! We play on the same team..

Y/n: OH Gosh NOW IT SEEMS LIKE IM JUMPING AROUND Guy to Guy...

Atsumu: YOU THINK IT MAKES YOU SEEM BAD? IT MAKES ME SEEM BAD TOO!

Y/n: Atsumu Shut up! Everyone knows you're a big flirt.. now I'm going to seem like I'm one of your little playthings.

Y/n: WHAT IM GOING TO SAY at WORK PEOPLE ARE GOING TO ASK IF WE HOOKED UP?!

Atsumu: I have an Idea.. What if we pretend we're dating?

Y/n: HUH?

Atsumu: It will fix both our reputation.. I won't be seen as the guy who hooks up with every chick and people at work can stop questioning you. There's a BONUS we can make Kageyama jealous... You can win him back.

Y/n: IF we do this... together in private we don't have to act as a couple right.. I just MET YOU...

Atsumu: Yea don't worry your not even my type, this should be easy because I won't be near you.

Y/n: DEAL!

Atsumu: PERFECT! Just let me know if anything happens tomorrow! Ill fill you in too!

Y/n: Fine.

I place my phone down on the nearby table.

WHAT HAVE I DONE? IS THIS REALLY GOING TO WORK?

Atsumu pov:

Why couldn't have it been with much cuter girl? Now no girl is going to talk to me.. Stupid paparazzi.

Chapter 5

[writing-gifts]

we ain’t in kansas anymore ch. 01 (bruno x gn!reader)

chapter 02

Summary: After being dragged into the middle of a fight, there’s no way for you to return back to your norm. You have no choice but to get used to your new environment while dealing with language barriers, homesickness, and trying to tiptoe around the organized crime of Naples. And maybe, just maybe you can find a way back home in the process.

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A/N: There’s going to be a 2nd part for this AU for the 100+ followers milestone but I wanted to write out the outline of the 1st part into an actual chapter first.

I added a good amount to and changed a few things from the outline so if you’ve already seen it I would recommend still reading this. 

(btw i put 202X instead of 2020 because I didn’t wanna date the story so specifically, at least not yet)

Dialogue in Italian is “Italicized like this”

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You have no idea what's going on. One second you were opening your bedroom door, and the next, you lost your balance and fell. But the fall was way longer than reasonable.

Now this random stranger has his arm wrapped around you and a knife to your neck. He's yelling in a language you don't understand at a man with a bob cut, standing a couple of feet away. He doesn’t look very bothered by the situation though.

Even though you might not understand what’s being said, you’re pretty sure if he gets any closer you're in trouble. But this has to be a dream.

You begin moving in your captor’s grasp undaunted by the weapon which is enough to distract him. He glances at you, his grip growing tighter as he adds more force to the knife. You stop struggling when you feel the stinging caused from the blade pressing into your skin. But suddenly he yells, the pain becomes much more intense, and then you’re not being held anymore.

Confused, you look down and see a severed arm at your feet and end up falling on your ass in shock. Your fingertips brush against something when you bring them to your sides and you look over to see another arm holding a knife laying next to you.

You yelp, bring your legs close to you and cover your eyes.

While chanting 'wake up' under your breath, you hear someone say something. It makes you flinch but you still peek through your fingers. Seeing a pair of legs so close to you makes you scoot away instinctively and you end up bumping against something. A shiver runs up your back but you force yourself to look up at the man instead of what’s behind you.

He says something else to you, maybe in an attempt to calm you down--it was hard to tell--but, of course, you have no idea what it means.

Still guarded, you reply, "Uhhh, sorry but I don't understand?"

His eyes widen slightly. A look of uncertainty shows on his face just for a moment before he says something else. You tilt your head and just stare at him while he stands there, but then he points to the opening of the alley. Oh.

You consider the hand he holds out to you. You weren't completely sure if you were actually dreaming anymore, so were you really going to follow him? And where would you go by yourself if you decided not to?

The man patiently waits as you mull this over while looking at his hand and then him.

Even though you were still conflicted, you decide to grab his hand and he helps you up. He then pulls out a flip phone--you hadn’t seen one of those in a long while--and makes a call. You dust off yourself while looking over at him.

You're surprised you didn’t notice his white patterned suit until now. What’s with all the zippers?

You touch your neck unconsciously and immediately yank it away from the pain. Your fingertips are covered in blood so you do your best to ignore the pain and wipe the rest of it off your neck, but you just end up smearing it instead. You’re getting ready to wipe at the cut with your clothes instead when a piece of light cloth is held out in front of you by the Zipper Man.

“Oh thanks…” You accept it although you felt a little bad knowing you were about to ruin it. You dab it around your neck trying to feel out the cut without making the pain worse but your neck felt unscathed. Which made no sense since there was so much blood.

You couldn’t be bothered trying to figure out what was happening though, so you finish cleaning up the blood and put the cloth in your pocket. Once the man sees you’re done, he starts walking out of the alleyway and you follow a bit behind him.

"Where are we going?...Wait nevermind." You shake your head. The question slipped out before you remembered he wouldn't understand.

He throws you a curious look and not knowing what else to do, you return an awkward smile.

The both of you walk in silence for some time after that before it’s broken by a yell.

“Buccellati! Everyone is taken care of and I didn’t find anyone else suspicious on the radar." He looks at you. "Who is that?"

"I'm not completely sure but I think the bastard I was fighting could teleport people from other locations, maybe even out of the country because they don't seem to understand any Italian. They aren’t a stand user either.” Zipper Man explains.

After that exchange, the boy looks at you with a shocked expression.

You simply stare back. "...W-What?"

The boy starts talking rapidly at you. “So you can’t understand me? Where are you from? Do you only know English?" He clears his throat and spouts off something in accented English.

You stare at him like a deer in headlights but not only from all the questions. "Is...Is that from a rap song? You probably shouldn’t say that. It’s kinda inappropriate..." You tilt your head and raise a brow. "How old are you anyway?"

“The only thing I really understood was ‘rap song’! Do you really not understand any Italian?”

“Ahhh this is so weird! I really must not be dreaming cause it sounds like you're speaking legit Italian and I don’t know any!” You huff and slide your hands down your face.

“Narancia,” Zipper Man looks at the boy, “Leave them alone. Fugo’s going to meet us at Libeccio. He knows how to speak English.” 

He starts walking again. You follow him as the boy--who you guess was Narancia--comes up beside you and keeps asking you questions you don’t understand at all. But you try your best to reply. Maybe you two are having a somewhat coherent conversation…

After about 10 minutes, you enter a restaurant. An employee immediately greets the three of you and you smile politely. They led you all to a table in a different, empty room of the restaurant.

A menu is put in front of you but you shake your head. You went a bit crazy with your midnight snack before you ended up here and honestly you were too stressed to eat right now. Actually why were you all here anyways?

You and the boy continue your barely-conversation. But after listening to him ramble for a while, you hold up a finger so he quiets down.

"What's your name? Is it Narancia?" you ask.

"Are you guessing my name? Cause you just said it!" He points to himself, "I'm Narancia!"

"Narancia..."

You didn't think he could smile any harder than he was now. “Yea!”

You grin a little. So you did guess right.

You then turn towards the Zipper Man looking at him expectantly. "Your name?"

“Bruno Buccellati,” he says.

You're pretty sure that’s a type of cookie. Did he just bring up sweets for no reason?

“Bruno….B-Buccellati?”

He nods his head. “That’s correct.”

Is that a legit last name?

You let it go and point at yourself. "I’m ___."

You give a thumbs up when they both repeat your name back to you.

“Buccellati.”

You turn at the new voice and you can't help feeling caught off guard. Bruno definitely had unique clothes but this person took the cake. You couldn't help thinking of green swiss cheese.

“Fugo, sorry to call you out so late, but this is the person I was talking about. Can you be a translator for us,” Bruno asks.

“Of course.”

The Cheese Boy turns to you. “Hello, I’m Fugo Pannacotta, but you can just call me Fugo, and I’m going to be translating what you say from here on out.”

You smile. Finally something you could understand! “Awesome! I’m ___ and I have no idea what’s going on or how I got here!”

“They said they don’t know what’s going on or how they got here,” Fugo translates and goes back to you. “Where exactly are you from?”

You answer and pause before speaking again. “I’m in Italy right? It sounds like you all are speaking Italian.”

This talking back and forth and translating goes on for a while and you learn a couple things.

First, that something really weird and supernatural is going on. Bruno said it was called a ‘stand ability’--they’re like superpowers you guess.

Next you had accidentally gotten dragged into some mafia crap. You didn’t know you could be this unlucky.

“We’re in the mafia,” Fugo tells you matter-of-factly.

You gawk at him. “Mafia!?” Your voice goes up an octave. “N-No way…I mean yea sure gangs still exist everywhere, but isn’t this all a bit too obvious?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, it’s 202X! I think you'd have to be more tactful right? You wouldn't tell someone like me so quickly.”

Fugo looks at you like you're crazy.

Your brows furrow slightly. “What?”

“You said it was 202X. It’s 2002,” Fugo corrects you.

“But...huh? It was 202X this morning!”

“What are you talking about?”

"No, what are you talking about?"

“What's going on?” Bruno asks.

“They said it was 202X.”

Bruno and Narancia throw you strange looks next.

You huff. “What!?”

The next 15 minutes consist of you trying to accept the fact that you aren’t in your own time anymore.

The three mafiosos watch you pace back and forth in the room. Well two of them were. Narancia was too busy stuffing his face.

Fugo sighs, slightly annoyed, "Can you please sit down."

“How am I going to get back home?” you mutter to yourself. You didn't even hear him.

You could just fly back home on a plane but your family wouldn't recognize you since you were much younger at the moment…

You stop pacing, a terrible realization hitting you.

You look at Bruno and Fugo and  ignore their questioning looks as you stare at their eccentric attire. You weren't exactly a fashion connoisseur but this seemed a bit much even for 2002. And on top of that, you’d never seen a mafia man wearing such loud clothing in any depictions or photos of them.

You begin pacing again.

...Were you even in the same reality? What if you weren’t supposed to exist here? Did your family not exist here?

From Bruno and Fugo's reactions, it must not be impossible for these superpow--stands to transport people from across thousands of miles. So maybe there could be ones that could transport people from even further! Maybe galaxies… even realities? Were there even limits to these things?

You turn towards the table to speak but can't help stuttering. “H-Hey...um is there like someone who can send me back where I came from? Like that guy from before! Is he even s-still alive? Can he send me b-back?”

Fugo’s pitying look is enough to answer your question.

“Nevermind, I uh…” You trail off and sit back down to stare at the tablecloth.

You sigh. “Fugo, this is just a guess but I think there's a chance I might not even be in my own world. Just a weird feeling.”

He looks at you for a moment before he tells Bruno and Narancia what you said. You tune them out though. They seem to be getting into something else anyway.

You unconsciously grab at your pocket and feel something--your phone. You're about to pull it out but then an idea hits you.

If you were still in your own world you should be able to call your dad. He hasn’t changed his number since forever!

“Guys, I need a calling card!” Narancia jumps from your outburst.

You need to call your dad, then you’ll know if you should start crying or not.

You stand up from your seat, set on leaving. “Somebody, come with me. We need to-” Your stomach growls. Loud.

Narancia laughs. “Holy crap what was that?!”

Bruno calmly calls over a waiter. “Tell them to sit down Fugo. We’ll take the next steps after they eat.”

Fugo starts to speak but you shake your head and cut him off. "No, I can't eat like this! Please let's just go now..."

Fugo doesn't move though. Nobody moves. The waiter awkwardly stands there staring at you. You feel a bit like a kid throwing a tantrum, mainly because you suddenly felt like crying.

"___?" Narancia speaks up.

You realize that being stubborn wouldn't get you anywhere, so you sigh and sit down. And when Bruno asks what you want to eat, you just wave your hand. You didn't care.

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chapter 02