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Infatuated ⭑˚💌⭑ 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒

yandere!bnha x reader

yandere, reverse harem, bnha x fem!reader, slowburn, slowburn yandere

Your Quirk is rather unique. It plays out almost like a game, giving you missions and goals that help you become stronger. On top of that, you also have the ability to charm those around you. It sounds innocent enough on paper, and you can’t help but revel in the attention everyone keeps showering you with. But what happens when their feelings give way to something more sinister?

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“Alright, keep marching straight ahead! The Bakugou Adventure Team is nearing its destination!”

Leading the charge is none other than Katsuki, the most fearless and headstrong kid in the neighborhood. He's never shy about saying whatever what's on his mind, and that, coupled with his natural take-charge attitude, makes countless other kids gravitate towards him.

One of those kids, of course, is you.

It hasn't been long since you’ve moved into the neighborhood, but Katsuki has such a strong presence that you found out about him and his crew almost immediately. They get up to all sorts of fun stuff, and being new to this part of the city, you have to admit that it feels nice to have made friends so quickly.

At first, Katsuki was a bit resistant to you joining his circle. He insisted that there was a strict no girl policy, but it didn't take very long for him to give in. Since then, you’ve gotten into the habit of hanging out with him and the rest of his friends pretty much constantly.

Right now, you are all trudging through the forest, on a very important quest to retrieve a powerful weapon.

“It’s close,” Katsuki says, grinning ear-to-ear. “I can feel that the sword is hidden somewhere nearby. But we have to be careful! There are probably enemies waiting to ambush us. I hope you’re all ready to put up a fight.”

Katsuki’s closest friend, and also his most devoted follower, is a freckled boy named Izuku, who nods vigorously in agreement.

“W-We’re ready!” Izuku insists, voice trembling a bit. “We’ve got Kacchan on our side, after all. There’s no way we can lose. You think so too... right, [Name]?”

Now it's your turn to respond with a vigorous nod.

“If anyone dares to mess with us, we’ll kick all their butts!” you proudly exclaim, punching your little fist in the air.

“That’s right,” Katsuki beams back. “Don’t do anything crazy, though. You’re not as strong as I am, so if it comes down to it, I’ll protect you.”

You can't help but blush. “Alright. Thank you, Katsuki.”

Onwards you march, clearing more and more of the forest. Most four-year-olds probably wouldn’t feel so comfortable in such a place, but Katsuki has made it clear that nothing scares him. Even mysterious areas hidden by countless trees and bushes hardly even faze him.

True to his word, Katsuki eventually lets out a gasp. “There it is!” he cries out, pointing towards the ground ahead. “The sword is right there!”

Since you are only children, your imaginations play a big role in making this quest seem a lot more grandiose than it actually is. In truth, the “sword” is really just a massive stick, but being out here without any parental supervision has already gotten to your heads and makes you all feel as though you are brave, valiant adventurers. Thus, you have no qualms whatsoever about pretending that the stick is the most impressive sword you’ve ever laid eyes on.

“Enemies!” you exclaim, referring of course to the little birds that are pecking at the ground, right next to where the stick is. “They’re trying to keep us from getting our hands on the sword!”

Katsuki balls up his fists. “Well, they can try all they want, but they won’t stop us. Bakugou Adventure Team, it’s time! Fall into the attack formation we planned out before! Come on, let’s get them!”

There are five of you in total, and upon Katsuki’s signal, you all sprint straight at the birds while making battle cries, causing them to scatter. It only takes a few seconds to clear the area, and once Katsuki has ascertained that they're all gone, he picks up the stick and lifts it above his head with a victorious grin.

“Heh,” he chuckles. “That was easy as pie. They never stood a chance. Good job, team. Well, I obviously fought off the most enemies, but still.”

“Katsuki, you’re so cool,” you gush. “Thanks to you, we’re the strongest adventure team ever!”

His smirk seems impossible to contain. “Duh! You guys won’t ever need to worry about anything so long as I’m around. If anyone ever tries to mess with you, just let me know, and I’ll set ‘em straight.”

“Kacchan really is awesome,” Izuku can't help but marvel. His green eyes are glossy and wide, full of admiration. Well, pretty much everyone looks up to Katsuki, so you definitely understand where he's coming from.

Feeling emboldened by your victory against those vicious enemies, you walk over to Katsuki, then promptly kiss him on the cheek

“Thank you for protecting all of us,” you say shyly.

What follows is that Katsuki’s cheeks break out into the most violent shade of crimson you’ve ever seen. It even gives his deep red eyes a run for their money.

He jolts back almost immediately, letting out a strangled little yelp.

“W-What was that for?!” he stammers.

“For protecting us,” you say again, suddenly feeling quite embarrassed. “Um... I’m sorry. I just really wanted to thank you for being such an awesome leader. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. Are you mad now...?”

Katsuki gulps. “I-I’m not mad. You just surprised me, jeez.”

Two of the other neighborhood kids are already oohing and awing, going on about how Katsuki had cooties now. Of course, he's quick to shut them up, but that doesn't make his blush disappear any faster. Izuku is the quietest of the bunch, mostly because he appears to be incredibly embarrassed based on what he just witnessed. He's even covering his eyes with his hands, peering out from between his fingers.

Your face feels quite hot after what you’ve just done, but as it just so happens, your embarrassment doesn't last.

Because something else catches your attention.

[𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫! 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐦. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝.]

[𝐔𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢?]

You furrow your brows. “Hey, guys,” you say. “What’s this weird stuff that just popped up all of a sudden?”

You are met with nothing but looks of confusion.

“Um... what are you talking about?” Izuku frowns. “I don’t see anything.”

“Right there,” you insist, pointing to the screen in front of you. “There’s this screen with all kinds of writing on it.”

Everyone shakes their heads, which makes you feel incredibly self-conscious about the whole thing. Are you really just imagining it? Katsuki likes to tease you at times, but Izuku isn't the type to play pranks on others, so if even he is saying he can't see the screen, then they're probably telling the truth.

“I don’t know what’s going on,” you mumble, casting your head downwards. “I swear I can actually see it... I’m not crazy.”

Katsuki stares at you for a few moments longer, eventually letting out a chuckle. “Oh! I get it. The screen you’re seeing must be some sort of alert for our new quest. So, go ahead, [Name]. Tell us what our next quest is.”

He thinks I’m still playing around.

While it's incredibly frustrating that no one believes you, there is still another thing you can try.

[𝐔𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢?]

>>[𝐘𝐄𝐒]

Nothing really happens once you make your selection, and you're starting to think that maybe you really are going crazy.

But within a few moments, Katsuki suddenly collapses to the ground.

“Ugh,” he groans, clutching his head. “What’s going on...? I feel dizzy all of a sudden...”

Panicked, you drop to your knees beside him. “Katsuki!” you cry out worriedly. “Are you okay? Does something hurt?”

His gaze is glassy and unfocused, and his cheeks are only getting redder by the second. It looks like he’s just started burning up with a violent fever. When you wrap your arm around his back to try and help him rise to his feet, he flinches, as if your touch is electric.

“I-I’m fine,” he says, but he doesn't sound all that convincing. Then again, Katsuki is the type to never want help from anyone. He's always determined to shoulder everything on his own, because of how strong he is.

Under normal circumstances, he probably would’ve gotten quite annoyed that you were offering to help him, but he doesn't seem entirely like himself right now.

Guilt sets in when you realized you are probably to blame for it.

Is it because I used that charm ability on him? Is that why he’s not feeling well all of a sudden?

You can't fully explain it, because you still don't even understand what that weird screen you’ve seen is supposed to be, but you doubt it's mere coincidence.

Katsuki eventually shakes you off and collects his bearings, although he still looks rather unstable on his feet. You hope that whatever this is, it'll pass soon.

Izuku leans closer to you and whispers in your ear. “Is Kacchan going to be alright? He’s not looking too good...”

You part your lips to respond, but don't quite have the chance to form the words in time.

Katsuki has already shoved Izuku onto the ground.

“Get away from her,” he grits out, and something about the look in his crimson eyes deeply unsettles you.

Small tears rise to Izuku’s eyes, and he just barely manages to wipe them away before they spill over. “I-I’m sorry,” he splutters, even though he can't seem to understand what he did wrong.

Katsuki’s lips split into a grimace. He looks incredibly angry. He’s always had quite a bit of a temper, but you can't recall him ever being this upset. Completely out of nowhere, too. It doesn't make any sense.

“Don’t get so close to [Name],” Katsuki hisses. He takes a few steps forward, clenching his fist as if he's ready to outright punch the freckled boy, but he doesn't make it very far before swaying unsteadily and falling over a second time.

This time, he's out cold.

“Oh my god! Katsuki just fainted!”

Panic ensues. You are only a bunch of preschoolers, and none of you know what you're supposed to do in a situation like this. You all desperately try to shake Katsuki awake, even lightly slap his face a few times to try and jolt him back to his senses, but nothing works.

You end up having to carry him back to his parents, who promptly tuck him into bed and promise that they'll keep an eye on his condition.

Izuku sniffles, unable to mask his concern. “I-I’ve never seen something like that happen to Kacchan before. I really hope he’s going to be okay.”

You don't say anything. You can't. After all, you have a sneaking suspicion that the only reason this happened is because of the choice you made.

It's strange, though. Even though you can't exactly understand how you caused Katsuki to faint, you assume that ability of yours had something to do with it. But then why did he get angry at Izuku all of a sudden? That part just doesn't make any sense.

You don't know it yet, but your Quirk has just manifested for the first time, and while most kids are thrilled to obtain their powers, yours will end up causing more harm than good.

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planetpedri · 3 months ago

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pedri fic where he’s feeling playful and does something that elicits a loud noise and gf!reader is obviously worried bc hello and he’s holding in his laugh until she rounds the corner and sees that he’s completely fine and it’s just fluff OOOHHH…

New additions — Pedri Gonzalez.

Pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Fem!Reader, no mention of y/n

Summary: In the midst of making lunch, you hear a loud noise, almost pained, come from outside where unknowingly, your boyfriend was sitting. Nearly stumbling over every object possibly, you get outside only to find him with… a dog?

Word count: 642

Disclaimer/s: mentions of light dog bite and a butter knife.

A/N: FINALLY HAD INSPO TO WRITE FOR THIS SINCE HIS NEW DOG ANNOUNCEMENT?? Welcome Nilo. Okay it took me a bit to actually finish this so im late but…

Finally arriving home for your lunch break, you find your way to the kitchen almost immediately. Hunger reached all points of your body, making you nearly salivate as you took out the ingredients to make a quick sandwich.

Usually, you would first find your boyfriend, but the house was a bit quieter today, so you assumed he was still at practice.

With no loud noises of him gaming or a tv show playing in the background, you open your phone to play some music. Clicking shuffle, you smile to yourself the second Frank Ocean’s “Ivy” starts playing.

As you begin the sandwich, spreading apart the two pieces of bread, you hear a slight… growl?

Instantly, your body goes rigid. One thing you hated for certain, were wild animals that growled. Pausing the music, you freeze, waiting for another noise. Thats when you hear it.

A loud, almost pained, “Gahhh!”

Your heart drops to your ass as you recognize who the sound was coming from. As if it kick started your brain, you grip the butter knife you’d been holding tight in your grasp as you stumble around the kitchen counter.

Making a bee-line toward the back patio, you find yourself nearly tripping over all the scattered things on the ground. Maybe if you looked a little harder, you would have noticed the “objects” were toys, and not your boyfriends scattered clothing like you’d assumed.

“Pedri!” You yell out, over and over again, mumbling small curses in between as you do reach down to pick up the object you’d nearly slipped on.

Without looking you toss is aside, grimacing at the dampness of it. What the fuck was going on?

“Pedri! Where are you!” You shout again, worry lacing every syllable as you finally reach to the sliding glass door.

Opening it with a harsh pull, you let out an exasperated sigh, your eyes land on your smiling boyfriend. Smiling? His face drops the second he notices the worry etched into your face.

“You okay?” He asks, still sitting on the wooden flooring. Thats when you notice whats on his lap.

Everh inch of you that once felt concern, was now just confused. “What the hell is that?” You point to the little black dog that was sitting ever so still and panting, a tennis ball in its mouth.

Not looking at what you were gawking at, Pedri feigns innocence. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play coy with me, Pedro. Why do you have a dog in your lap, and better yet! Why did you sound like you were being strangled, I thought there was an intruder!” Your voice raises just a tad as you wiggle your hand that still held the butter knife clutched in it.

A laugh escapes Pedri’s lips as he struggles to stand, still holding the animal in his arms. “And you planned on defending me with… that?” He glances at the knife in your hands before laughing, “I’m fine, he just bit me.”

“Bit.. You?” Your lips form a slight frown as you look down at the puppy, “i’m sure he deserved it.” You say in a baby voice, setting the knife down on the railing before scratching behind his ears.

Offense flashes across Pedri’s face, “what—“

“What’s his name?” You interrupt, scratching under the dog’s soft chin, a look of endearment replacing your frown as you take the pup from Pedri’s arms.

“Nilo.” He answers. Pedri adored the way you took him so gently, cradling him like a baby. “So we can keep him?”

Once again your eyes snap toward Pedri, “oh I dunno.. between work and your practice—“

“Please! We’ll make it work, please.” He was begging now. Your big strong boyfriend was begging. So of course you folded.

“Fine! Fine.” You chuckle, pressing a kiss to Nilo’s head. “Welcome to the family, Nilo.”

DTS , @halfwayhearted ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི love you…

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wosoragebaiter69 · 11 months ago

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teasing

barça femeni x teen!reader

request: here & here

A/N: I bought FIFA23 today cuz i found it for $34, like damn. YES. PLEASE. In the basket 😌 I can now play other games other than hogwarts legacy and forza

TW: coarse language

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As soon as you saw the message, you knew it was over. Your phone was in the hands of Ona who was looking at edits of herself on TikTok with Pina. You attempt to take the phone back, but it’s too late and they’ve already run out of the recreational room to the field where some of the other girls kicking are kicking a ball around.

“Y/N’S GOT A GIRLFRIEND, Y/N’S GOT A GIRLFRIEND!” Ona screams running and kicking the ball out of the way.

Jana and Bruna immediately rush over stealing the phone and opening messages.

“Guys, it’s nothing. Please stop.” You plead, hoping they’ll drop it. Jana looks up and narrows her eyes at you.

“It’s not nothing if this mystery girl has a HEART next to her name. We will not drop this until you tell ussss.” She drags out. You shake your head, before ultimately giving in.

“Fine, it’s just a crush ok? Now please, give me back my phone.” They seem satisfied and you thought it was over until Salma walks over.

“Careful now, don’t push us to the side when you get the girl.” You groan, walking away and flipping them off in the process. Noting that the next time you give someone your phone, to put it on do not disturb.

You look down at the message, finally being able to read it.

‘I just asked my mum and she said I could go! Could you send the ticket through please ;)’ You find yourself blushing as you walk through the doors back into the building, ignoring the curious glances sent your way.

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Over the next couple of days, the teasing became more and more, and you only got more and more frustrated. Even Patri and Asisat joining in. The Nigerian didn’t really comment though, only some remarks and laughing, but it was more funny to you than the pestering of the others.

You didn’t realise that the girls had in fact read the message, you thought they were only focused on the heart next to her name. How wrong you were.

It was after warming-up, everyone was in the locker-room awaiting the speeches from Marta and Jona when Ona came and sat next to you, Claudia on the other side.

“Will we see mystery girl with a heart next to her name today?” Ona says, smirking. You groan.

“You two better not do anything I mean it.” You warn, wanting to be done with everything.

“Come onnn.” Claudia drags out. “I want to meet her.”

“And I don’t want you guys to meet her. Simple.” You say, standing up and walking towards where the tactics were about to be said.

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The game is a good one, a 6-0 win and you play for about 30 minutes. It was comfortable and you laugh to yourself, thinking about how the team only had six subs, and got six goals.

You walk around, greeting and signing things for fans when you see her. The one the girls have been teasing about all week. You smile and hug her.

“Sorry… I’m a bit sweaty.” You blush looking away.

“No, no, it’s ok.” She laughs.

“So uhh, how did you like the game?” You look back up smiling.

“It was a good one, nice assist by the way.” Again, a blush crawls up your neck and to your cheeks. Then, out of nowhere Jana and Bruna are next to you and you look back to see Ona, Patri and Claudia looking at you.

“Maya, this is Jana and Bruna. My teammates and friends.” You introduce, nervous.

“So this is the one with the heart next to her name?” Jana says smugly, before you can object Bruna speaks.

“Found yourself a good one Y/N!”

“Please… not right now. Go away.” You sigh, looking apologetically at Maya who looks slightly uncomfortable.

“Fine, but if you need ANYTHING we will be right over there.” Jana points to where most of the girls are cluttered together, in the cold. She starts to walk away while Bruna stays.

“Bruna what do you want-“ You’re cut off as she manages to lift up your shirt and runs away with it. Back to where you see the other girls are laughing.

“I’m sorry for that, uhh” I look down and feel goosebumps forming all over my body.

“I think I will go. You should probably get warm, it’s cool out here.” You nod slowly, embarrassed by how this turned out.

“Thanks for coming though, hopefully we meet again?” You ask.

“We’ll see.” She smirks. “Bye Y/N.” Maya then turns around and leaves as you sigh for what felt like the millionth time this week. Feeling deflated, you walk back and don’t watch where you’re going.

You bump into Irene out of everyone.

“Lo siento.” You mumble.

“It’s alright- hey what’s wrong?” She grips your forearm assessing your face.

“Nothing, it’s fine.”

“Nena, don’t lie to me. What happened? Where’s your shirt? Aren’t you cold?” She says looking around.

“Just Bruna and Jana being annoying again, don’t worry.” You half-smile.

“What did they do this time? I know they’ve been teasing you about some crush. What is it?”

“Well, that said crush was here and I was talking to her and they came over. I told them to go away then Bruna took my shirt off of me and ran. They completely embarrassed me! I really like her and I just…” You don’t finish the sentence, tears welling in your eyes as your voice breaks.

“I’m gonna go home, bye Irene.” She tries to call out for you but you ignore her retreating to the change rooms and take a hot shower, to ease your thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, you notice the sympathetic looks from your older teammates, but choose to ignore them walking out of the room.

You get in your car, and drive away back to your house where no one can bother you. You were only 17, still finishing school and you live right next door to Irene. Who makes sure you have your shit together, despite objecting to it many times.

Unbeknownst to you, there was a lengthy conversation going on in the locker room after you had left

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Irene’s voice blares through the room startling nearly everyone.

“Claudia, Patri, Jana, Bruna and Ona. You are all staying behind and we are going to have a little talk, got it? Salma you can also stay.” She says, everyone else goes back to doing their thing and immediately the girls know they’re in for it.

Everyone has filed out of the room, bar Alexia, Frido and those told to stay.

“I’m guessing you all know why I have you here, sí?”

They nod their heads.

“So, enlighten me why our teammate and friend has gone home very upset.” Irene makes a point to look at Bruna. But, it’s Salma who speaks up.

“They embarrassed her? I would just like to say I thought it was a stupid idea, I was right since we are standing here right now.” She folds her arms, trying to look tough.

“You may not have been this time, but you ALL have been teasing her all week. She had tears in her eyes and couldn’t even look at me. So each one of you will apologise.” Then Claudia speaks up.

“What about Asisat?” Frido answers the striker.

“She did much less damage, you will apologise and that’s it. That’s all you have to do.” The girls nod their heads meekly and then Alexia speaks up.

“Jana, Bruna. I expected better from both of you. Let this be a lesson for when things go too far. Patri, aren’t you old enough to not mingle with a teenagers love life?” Her jaw drops and solemnly nods.

“Ok then, if anyone is going to apologise. The best time is right now. Follow Irene and get it over with so she can’t hold something against you for a longer time than necessary.” Alexia finishes and then walks out with Frido.

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You’re interrupted from your movie by knocking on your door. It’s 10pm, so options were limited. You find out when you open it that it’s Jana, Bruna, Ona, Salma, Patri and Claudia.

“What are you guys doing here?” You ask skeptically.

“Well we felt bad, and after a scolding from Irene we thought we’d come apologise. Sorry that we embarrassed you in front of if your crush, and I’m sorry I took your shirt off.” Bruna says with an apologetic smile.

“It’s ok, thanks for stopping by.” You knew it was genuine, so you felt better now.

“We got you a little something though.” Ona states, matter-of-factly. Then she gives you the bag she’s holding which has 2 Winnie the pooh plushies (one of Eeyore and one of pooh reading a book to piglet), along with different snacks.

“This is… thanks guys. Thanks a lot.” You take a look at the plushies, staring at how cute the one is where Pooh is reading to piglet. (i have this irl if anyone wants a photo 🤷)

“So, did you get the girl amiga?” Jana asks. You nod.

“We’re gonna go out some other time, not sure when. But yeah should be fun.” You don’t know why you told them that but you have a little feeling that they won’t tease you about it this time. Not if Irene can stop it anyways.

“Well, we will get leaving. See you at recovery then Y/N.” Salma says.

“Bye guys, thanks again!” They all walk out and Irene walks in.

“Looks like my plan worked huh?” You smile.

“Thanks but really, I was fine.” She quirks an eyebrow.

“Really? Because you were almost crying Cariño. I just came to make sure they stuck to their word, and they did.” You nod.

“As for those chocolates, no eating until cheat day alright?” You rolls your eyes.

“Fine, can I finish my movie now?” She laughs.

“Sure, I’ll get back now, be safe. I love you, the team cares and if you are ever feeling down again. Or feel sad because of what teammates say. Do not hesitate to tell me.” You nod and whisper and thank you as she kisses the top of your forehead and leaves. You love this team, you really do.

#woso #woso community #woso x reader #woso fanfics #barca femeni #barcelona femeni #wlw #barca femeni x reader #barcelona femeni x reader #irene paredes #jana fernandez #claudia pina #ona batlle #bruna vilamala #salma paralluelo

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offbrandkyoya · 7 months ago

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Why is his crush coming to practice? Kageyama had not the slightest clue.

Kageyama is starting to freak out. He still feels embarrassed about what happened in the classroom. “Earth to Kageyama!” Hinata jumps up and down, waving his hand in front of his partner's face. “Stop thinking about milk-chan and focus on the game!”

Tsukishima overhears and scowls, “You know it’s weird calling them ‘milk-chan’ out loud, right?” Hinata shrugs. “So?” “What do you mean, so? It’s fucking weird.” “You’re weird!” “What?” Yamaguchi stands between them with a sigh. "Hinata, don’t provoke Tsukki.”

The ginger sticks out his tongue while Tsukishima rolls his eyes. Kageyama doesn’t react to the small argument that happened and simply walks the other way. “Okay boys, get in formation!” Coach Ukai shouts, and the boys go into position.

Kageyama is going to serve first instead of Asahi. ‘Maybe hitting this spike will let my feelings out.’ He lets out a breath before tossing the ball up, running a few steps forward, and hitting the ball right across the net. He gets the point, and he goes to hit again.

Another point, and Kageyama hits once more. Nishinoya digs for it, and Tanaka goes to pass to Sugawara to set. Daichi hits the ball, and Asahi goes to dig it up. This goes on for a while before taking a break.

Kageyama huffs, exhausted from playing. He hears someone shuffling next to him, but he’s too tired to tell them to shoot away.

“Milk-chans here!” Hinata whispers in his ear, and Kageyama immediately straightens up. His eyes dart across the gym until they land on his crush, talking to Yachi about who knows what.

They notice his stare, and they wave. Kageyama's cheeks flush and stand frozen. “Wave back, idiot.” Tsukishima mutters close to his ear. Kageyama does so, and his crush smiles more than ever.

They start to walk towards him, which starts freaking him out. “You’re really good.” They say, and Kageyama stutters, “U-Uh, T-Thanks, um...” He looks to the floor nervously. “I wanted to check on you.” His heart flips and flops. “I’m sorry for showing up out of the blue.” They explain, and Kageyama isn’t processing anything at all.

“Since you were struggling with English, I came to see if you had time to study. I was worried about you.” Hearing that, steam comes out of Kageyama's face. “I hope volleyball isn’t getting in the way.” They continue. Kageyama's words are incoherent, and the rest of the boys stare in disbelief.

“Kageyama is embarrassing himself.” Hinata says it with a pout. “They seem into it.” Tsukishima snickers, and Yamaguchi sighs in response. Daichi steps forward and pats Kageyama's back with a chuckle. “Do you need to borrow him for a minute?”

Their cheeks flush, and they shake their hands. “I was just asking if he wanted to study with me! I understand if he can’t because he needs to be here for volleyball.” “I see.” Daichi’s hands go on his hips. “Unfortunately, we need Kageyama since we have a practice match soon.” “I understand.”

They smile at Kageyama. “I’ll leave you alone now. Have fun; I’m rooting for you.” Those words replay in the boy's head, and his face gets even redder if that were possible. “R-Rooting for me?” “Mhm!” They confirm, and he almost passes out. Tanaka was thankfully there to stand him back up.

“Why don’t you study at his place?” Ennoshita suggests, after walking over, making sure Kageyama doesn’t fall again. The group stared at him in awe. “Yes!” Hinata jumps up and down. “You can study at Kageyama's house! He lives practically alone.” Kageyama comes back to his senses and kicks Hinata's side. “Shut up, dumbass!”

They smile wide. “That’s great! Is that okay, Kageyama? I’d love to be with you today.” The boys stared at them upon hearing those words. The guys looked at Kageyama's reaction, and sure enough, the poor boy was losing it.

Kageyama’s mouth is wide open, and his cheeks are glowing red. “Y-Yeah…that’s…okay…” They giggle, “Great! I’ll wait for you then.” They say farewell and leave the gymnasium.

“Kageyama has a date.” Sugarawa chuckles, and Kageyama falls to the floor, startling the boys and panicking if he just stopped breathing.

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gunnerfc · 9 months ago

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Katie McCabe | Fallin’ for You (fluff and angst)

-> goal keeper reader gets hurt during a challenge with Katie who's worried it was her fault but reader makes jokes to help the situation

-> I think I accidentally deleted the request from my inbox 😭 so to the person who requested this, I hope you see this & enjoy it! | reader plays for chelsea lol

You watched from your box as your team set up for a corner on the other end of the pitch, hoping someone could connect and level the game. You groan lightly when you saw the ball sail over the crossbar after coming off Millie’s head. The players quickly found their positions again as Zinsberger got ready for a goal kick.

From your place in your box, your eyes drifted towards Katie, who was pointing her teammates in new positions as they planned a counterattack. You yelled instructions to your defense as you watched the Arsenal players advance up the field. You got ready for the incoming cross as you saw Lacasse running down the wing, your eyes watching her as you watched the ball leap over your teammate’s head.

Without realizing who else was in the box, you jumped up to grab the ball just as your body came into contact with Katie’s. When she got that far up the field without you realizing, you weren't sure but what you were sure of was hitting the ground as fast as you did was not pleasant.

You huffed quickly as you tried to catch your breath, it being knocked from you as you hit the pitch. You blinked quickly as you felt pain in your right shoulder, you were hoping it was just from the impact and would wear off soon.

“Hey, don’t move just yet, babe,” Katie’s familiar accent, though not as upbeat as it normally was when she spoke to you. Instead, you could hear the worried tone in her voice and you knew it was probably worse than you thought.

Katie’s hand kept you on the ground as a few of your teammates and the medical staff joined the two of you. You didn’t want to think about potentially missing out on any games but as you watched the medical staff move your arm gingerly and you felt a shooting pain, you knew you would miss quite a few.

You accepted your faith as you saw one of the medical staff motion for a sub and you were helped to your feet. Katie kept her distance, not wanting to overstep or hurt your arm more. She hated seeing you in pain, but knowing it was because you went up against her, she felt responsible.

You were taken back to the locker room while the game carried on without you, much to your disappointment. You could barely move your arm so even if you wanted to stay out there, it wasn’t possible. The medical staff evaluated as the game came to a close, your teammates failed to level the game.

On top of having a broken shoulder, you lost the game. As you sat on the examination table, you could chatter outside the medical room and you were sure it was your teammates debating on who was going to be the one to tell you the team lost.

But, to your surprise (though not much), Katie was the one to enter the room, a worried look on her face. Before you could even open your mouth, the Gunner was quickly apologizing, saying she never meant to hurt. You furrowed your brow in confusion before stopping her mid-sentence, “Katie, babe, it wasn’t your fault. I don’t blame you,” you spoke quietly as you stretched out your good arm, offering her your hand to pull her into a side hug.

You grimaced slightly when a bit of pain shot through your shoulder but quickly changed expressions when Katie pulled back, you didn’t want her feeling worse. Usually, she would be the one cracking jokes but it seemed like you had to take them on yourself.

“I guess you could say, I was fallin’ for you,” you joked, a silly smile on your face as you watched Katie attempt to hold back her laugh.

The Gunner failed as she broke into a fit of laughter before sighing at your words. “I think you’ve been hanging out with Leah too much, love,” she joked as she helped you off the table gently. You gasped at her words dramatically, any other time she would have made a joke just as bad.

You knew you had a long recovery ahead which meant missing many games but you knew with Katie by your side there would never be a dull moment and you would come back better than before.

#woso x reader #awfc x reader #katie mccabe x reader #katie mccabe

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outsideratheart · 10 months ago

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Happy Sundays (Laia Aleixandri x reader)

A/N: I’m not a huge fan of this one and I’m not really sure what prompted me to right it. Hey ho, I hope you all like it.

Sundays away at Meadow Park were never something to take easy. After your last performance there you wanted to prove that it was one bad day and it would not happen again.

“Forget about it” Laia’s hand rested on the small of your back as you stood in the tunnel “it was a mistake, don’t take it into this game”

You had been obsessing over the previous league game against Arsenal when your error game the home side 3 points.

“No can do” you didn’t look back at her but you hand to lower to her waist as you give it a little squeeze.

Your girlfriend shared a look with her close friend and fellow defender. Leila simply shrugged her shoulders. If she has learnt one thing since coming to Manchester City it is that you held yourself the highest standard and anything below that was not good enough.

Through the fist half you didn’t have much to do. The ball was being played in the middle third for the most part and you took the time off the ball to watch your team play. There were a few moments when you were needed but Arsenal took too long to execute so they weren’t really a threat.

The second half is very similar to the first. That is until Arsenal commit a foul and city is awarded a free kick. Chloe looks at her options and with Bunny already on the bench you wonder who will be the blonde’s target. At first you think it will go over everyone and out for a goal kick but then it hits Catley’s leg and Laia has clear shot on goal. You scream in delight as the ball hits the back of the net.

Do you want to run to the other end of the pitch to celebrate with her? Of course you do but you also know that isn’t an option so you retreat to your goal and prepare yourself for the restart. No way was you going to let your girlfriend’s goal be in vain. You were going to everything you can to keep a clean sheet and send the team into the quarter final.

When Laia got back into her position she turned around and made a heart shape with her hands before pointing to you. She did the exact same thing when she scored her first goal for the club. Just as you did then you kiss your fingers then point at her.

“You two can be cute after the game. Focus” Alex points at the both of you.

“Yes boss” you salute your captain and return your focus to the game.

When 6 minutes of injury time is announced you know that Arsenal are going to give it there all. They had nothing to lose and you were the thing standing in their way of going through to the next round.

Your first true challenge of the game came from an Arsenal corner. Pavlova gets her head to the ball and you use every ounce of power in your legs to jump and push it over the cross bar.

“Jesus Christ. That was too close. Be better girls!” You shout to the players in the box “that can’t happen again”

“We won’t” Laia is the closest to you “5 more minutes. Project your goal, mi amor”

You only have the chance to nod before Foord is on your for the next corner.

A few minutes pass and you hate to admit it but it has been all Arsenal. You are filled with adrenaline from the saves you make and watching your girls fight to defend.

Somehow Kim gets the ball in open space. You know what she is capable of you do everything you can prepare for the power shot is about to take. It comes flying at you quicker than you imagined and yet you still manage to react quick enough, once again sending the ball over the bar.

When the full whistle blows you pound the badge on your chest in victory.

Laia and Leila both coming running to you and latch onto you like koala’s.

“Victoria, chicas. A la siguiente” you tell the two of them as you place them back on the ground.

“My keeper and my goal scorer” Leila kisses you both on the head.

“My keeper” your girlfriend says territorially.

“And my goal scorer” you match her tone.

The former Barcelona defender mutters something you don’t quite catch before leaving you alone with Laia.

“You showed them. You showed them all” she tells you.

“You scored Laia. You’re the reason why we are through the to quarter finals”

Nothing a lot is said as you head to where the team is huddling. Your girlfriend head rests on your shoulder and your arm wraps around hers. You won’t lie the injury time took all your focus and you felt a little mentally drained. Laia knew that this sometimes happened so she doesn’t say much. You both enjoy being in each others company even if you know the peace won’t last long.

“There they are!” Chloe says as you approach the team “our stars”

You take a bow reeling in the cheers before pushing your girlfriend into the middle of the huddle so the team can celebrate her once again.

Once in the changing room you go about your business. You shower, get changed and head to bus to get one of the tables. By the time Laia get on board you are dancing around with Chloe as if no one is watching.

“Y/N Y/L/N, what are you doing?” Laia laughs as she sits where you’ve placed your bag.

“There she is. The love of my life, the scorer, the Spanish beauty, my girlfriend Laia Aleixandri!!!” You introduce much like an announcer does a boxer.

With flushed cheeks, she pulls you down into the seat.

“Look at us. You scored and I made some right worldie saves!”

“You’re in a good mood. Will I be dealing with confident Y/N all night?” She moves lose wet strand of hair behind your ear.

“Oh you know it. Tomorrow morning too” you quickly steal a kiss.

#Laia Aleixandri #laia aleixandri x reader #laia Aleixandri one shot #Laia Aleixandri imagine #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso one shot #espwnt x reader #espwnt one shot #espwnt imagine

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blasphemecel · 11 months ago

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Michael Kaiser — Molasses

PAIRING: Michael Kaiser/Reader WORD COUNT: 2.5k TYPE: Humor, Established relationship, Idk if i'd call this fluff lol, bad communication gets resolved at the end WARNING: trigger warning for CRINGE

“Is it easy for you to keep up with him?”

Your friend is interrogating you about Kaiser again. After a while, the topic of your relationship lost novelty, making way for newer drama, but it’s difficult for them to disregard that you’re dating a football player. Like, a real one, not just some dude who goes to play every other Sunday with his buddies.

You swirl your straw around your drink, looking at it like there’s slop in the glass instead of what you ordered. You wouldn’t say you keep up with Kaiser, so you shrug. “Give him a ball to kick around and he’ll be content.”

They raise an eyebrow, picking up on your sulking. Not like you’re being subtle about it. “So, I take it you’re not super stoked about things right now?”

Well, that’s the thing. You have nothing to do with what makes him happy. You don’t even call him by his first name, which is odd for obvious reasons, but also because it gives off the impression you’re one of the lackeys on his team, even though you don’t play. Or worse, a stalker fan who follows him around a lot.

Of course, you know what he’s like. That he’s a jerk who isn’t occupied with much besides himself, whose personality is cold and distant, and despite being a bit of a romantic, you’d prefer to think you didn’t have any unrealistic expectations. Maybe you overestimated your ability to tolerate how unavailable he is. And still — still! — is it such a crime to expect your boyfriend to display some vulnerability after several months of dating?

He doesn’t show you much of himself besides his persona, but you find it unnecessary, this covering up and playing His Majesty and forcing distance between you two with his paper thin smiles and showy kisses after games. You’re not a journalist trying to write an exposé on him (‘Michael Kaiser Is a Big Bitch’). You just… You just like him is all, and have a desire for a more profound closeness.

Does he share the same sentiments of affection towards you? It’s kind of a ridiculous question to ask yourself, and he’s way too pompous to allow anyone he finds uninteresting in his presence, but are you on his mind as often as he is on yours? Does he wonder about you the same way? You don’t believe you’re even half as elusive as he is, so it doesn’t seem plausible.

On the other hand, are you too overbearing? Should you pull back and relax?

You’ve been meaning to be mature and speak up about your concerns, but have been procrastinating on the conversation. For now, you wallow in your doubts while your friend suggests you break up with him and points out how big his forehead is, and how dumping a star is a ‘once in a lifetime opportunity.’

___

Kaiser is… off balance.

Not really. He’s standing upright and his posture is perfect and he’s not dizzy, but right now, the world is wrong and he can only hope the way he is clawing at his phone doesn’t betray how upset he is.

“Ness,” he says in his ‘I am about to complain’ tone. It is also only slightly different from his usual voice.

“Yes?”

“Before I continue, I just want you to know that I’m being very brave and nonchalant about this.”

Ness smiles, the expression seeming guileless as usual. “Of course,” he says eventually.

Kaiser all but shoves the screen in his face, since putting all of your offenses into words is beyond him, though it soon occurs to him Ness can’t read from this proximity and ceases the assault he’s committing on his eyes. Ness scans over your sparse chat, looks up at Kaiser again, and raises his eyebrows.

“They can’t make it to practice?” He states it in the form of a question when it appears that Kaiser is unwilling to talk, even though he’s the one who started the conversation.

“Congratulations, you can read. How many times has this happened?”

“I don’t know,” Ness says, despite knowing this is the fifth since he counted every time you didn’t show up the last two weeks. “Are they not feeling well?”

You shot him down the last two times he asked you to go out on a date. And you haven’t called before bed in a while. And you didn’t even add a kissy emoji when you told him good luck (not like he cares about your stupid emojis, but you didn’t). And whenever you see him lately, you act closed off.

“No, they’re totally avoiding me,” he says, after going through a mental flashback of all of your betrayals as if he was in a war instead of on iMessage. “Do you think I’m ugly? Or maybe boring?”

“Never.”

“Then what should I do?”

Did he have a plan for if he were unattractive? Get plastic surgery just to keep dating you or something? “You should try asking.”

“Maybe our relationship is losing its spark,” Kaiser says, completely disregarding Ness’s input. Ness continues smiling. It is unnerving, but an idea comes to Kaiser’s mind, and he’s too busy marveling at his genius to notice. “It’s an easy fix. I just need to romance [Y/n] again.”

Ness is still smiling.

“Anyway,” Kaiser continues despite the lack of answer, “you know they love those comics or whatever. It can be like a challenge. Recreate the atmosphere, sweep them off their feet. I can make my sweetie’s dreams come true. Because I’m not replaceable, and only I can do that for them. Right?”

For a brief moment, Ness considers telling him this is not the way and that he’s jumping through so many hoops, he’s going to trip and fall, but decides against it. Maybe there’s a grain of truth to what he’s saying. He doubts anyone else would come to this conclusion, for one, let alone devise a plan around it. If irreplaceable is synonymous with unique by some stretch of the imagination, then sure.

“Of course,” he says again. His eyes are big and innocent. Kaiser gets the distinct impression that Ness is judging him right now.

___

It’s already dark outside and you’re still sitting at your desk, doing mundane things on your computer, once again distracted from an assignment you’ve been meaning to do for a while. Something smacks against the window, startling you, but when you pull the curtains, you don’t see anything near the sill. You assume you imagined the noise, but another pebble hits the window, and this time you witness it as it happens.

The thought of some asshole throwing rocks at your windows irritates you, so you stand up to investigate, pressing your forehead against the glass.

Kaiser waves at you from below, looking way too cheery. You don’t know what he’s doing here, but you turn to go and let him in through the intercom — did he ring? you don’t remember him doing so — until you notice him gesturing at you to open the windows. Confused, you comply, peeking your head out, the cold breeze blowing against your cheeks and invading your already poorly insulated apartment.

“You look lovely today,” he yells out. Not a strong start, but he can redeem himself. Maybe.

“Thanks? Do you wanna come in?”

“Yes.” You lean away from the window again, but he stops you with another bizarre request. “No, wait. Later.”

This perplexes you even more, but you humor him with a weary expression anyway, resting your face against your palm.

… You interrupt his unnecessarily loud reading of some obscure love poem with a flail of your hands and a, “Cut it out and just come up!”

God, you hope none of your neighbors heard. To spare you both of this embarrassment, you don’t give him a chance to continue and instead close the windows, hurrying to let him in and unlock your door.

What’s with him, anyway? You feel a pinprick of anxiety at what’s about to come after such a strange… greeting from him, but try your best to seem stoic while you wait for Kaiser to climb up the stairs.

When he comes into view, you offer him what you consider a cool nod (which you may or may not have practiced in the mirror), and he continues to stand there at the doorway as if waiting for something. You move aside to give him space. Kaiser blinks once, figures this isn’t going his way, then follows your lead.

“Please don’t make me ask ‘where’s my hug at?’” he says, taking off his jacket and hanging it on the coat rack. “That’s not like me at all.”

In your struggle to think of a neutral response, all you come up with is, “No one’s making you do anything,” which sounds more disagreeable than what you’re going for.

His lips settle into a thin line, the action calculating, as if he’s contemplating his next move. Both of you are being tactical. It’s weird considering this is supposed to be a sweet surprise visit from your boyfriend, not a battle of psychological warfare, but you don’t even know what’s going on anymore.

Then he takes a step closer until he’s in front of you, invading your personal space with his face leaning in so close to yours, resting his palm against the wall, almost pinning you to the wall but not quite. “Why not?”

“Do you need something? I kind of wasn’t expecting you, so,” you say irrelevantly. In your head, you’re still trying to make sense of this, not understanding where these corny gestures are coming from all of a sudden.

“No, I just wanted to see you. Is that a crime?” he says, backing away, folding his hands behind his back. There’s an artificial grin on his face. “Was this enjoyable for you?”

“Well, um, it was alright.”

“Did you like my recitation?”

“No…”

He read your stupid favorite series and the idiot love interest did both of those things. Does he have something that Kaiser doesn’t? And should he throw an irrational and jealous tantrum about it, shoujo style, or should he move onto the amnesia subplot?

This is awkward. You can’t think of an inoffensive topic to bring up. Perhaps deliberately withdrawing yourself from him has impaired your conversational skills? Either way, his unpredictable actions from earlier are throwing you off your game.

Kaiser follows you when you lead him to the couch, sitting in a manner you think is far too dignified considering he was serenading you from under your balcony not too long ago — prim and proper, with his ankle crossed over his knee and his hands intertwined together like he’s at a fancy meeting, offering opinions about a business deal.

You fumble for the remote with sweaty fingers, turning on the TV, hoping for a distraction. You can’t focus because you can feel Kaiser’s gaze on you, putting you on edge, burning into your side profile. He’s not even paying attention to whatever random show you started.

You turn towards him, conveying your incredulity with a raise of your eyebrows because you’re not even sure what you’re supposed to ask. ‘Why are you looking at me?’ doesn’t communicate what you want to say to the fullest extent.

“Oh, you caught me staring longingly at you. How embarrassing,” Kaiser says with the same sly smile, not sounding the slightest bit ashamed.

“Are you okay?”

“No. Have we met before?”

You scrunch your face in evident disbelief and think, OBVIOUSLY?

It makes Kaiser contemplate whether the amnesiac subplot is worth continuing.

“Seriously, you’re acting weird,” you say after gathering your wits.

“‘Weird,’” he repeats in fake amusement and looks away, switching from… whatever he’s been doing to a strange defensiveness, then adjusts the collar of his shirt. “I think the definition of that word is subjective.”

“I mean, sure.”

“And anyway, you were the one who was acting strange first.”

“Me?”

“Yes. Instead of acting like I don’t exist anymore, you should’ve just said you want to separate.”

God, Kaiser is so dramatic. Saying you were ‘acting like he doesn’t exist’ just because your world doesn’t revolve around him. You’re struggling to keep up with these mood swings. “But I don’t want to break up?”

“Oh,” he says before his lips turn up again. “That’s good,” he settles on, figuring it makes him come across as calm and collected enough.

“Honestly, I don’t know what you were doing, but… if you were worried about something, maybe you should’ve just told me?”

“You’re so cute when you’re being hypocritical.”

You cross your arms and frown, offended.

“I mean,” Kaiser elaborates, “you haven’t told me why you’re avoiding me either. And what was I doing? I wanted to find a new way to woo you again, but since you didn’t notice, it obviously didn’t work. Let’s just pretend it never happened.”

“Well, it’s hard to put it into words,” you say, picking at a hangnail on your finger to distract yourself. “I don’t want you to woo me or anything. A lot of the things you do are performative, just for show. Even all this wasn’t sincere… So I don’t wanna be in a situation where I’m opening up to you when you’re not doing the same.”

He seems taken aback by this. “Do you doubt my feelings for you?”

“Not exactly. More like the depth of them, if that makes sense?”

“When I thought I was losing you, I started acting irrational,” he says in a disdainful tone, vaguely gesturing at nothing in particular to imply this entire ordeal. “I hate to admit it, but it scared me how much it was affecting me.” Kaiser appears to regret admitting this almost immediately, though, because he tries to divert your attention by asking, “Is this the appealing kind of vulnerable? Or the pathetic one? I could repeat myself while flipping my hair from my best angle if it’d help.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you worry,” you say. “I should’ve just been upfront instead of playing games. You were right, that’s pretty hypocritical of me.”

“Yes, you should be sorry, making me act like a clown.” You narrow your eyes at him in annoyance. “But I guess I was confusing you, so I’ll forgive you this time.”

“Hold on,” you say, when the tropes finally click into your head (though you have to admit, as much as you love the romance genre, these things do come across as really bizarre in real life). “I don’t know if you were reading with your ass or what, but all these things are supposed to happen before the characters get together. It was way too late for any of this!”

“Haha. Is that so?” Kaiser asks, pretending he’s not dying of even more mortification on the inside. Then he pulls out his phone. “That reminds me, I organized a duel for your hand against Ness at the city center for later. I guess I should cancel it.”

“What-”

“Don’t worry, we choreographed it to be quick and painless, with a decisive win in my favor,” he says, as if any of what he mentioned is what you were questioning.

“Choreographed- Never mind, actually, I don’t wanna know. Why would Ness even agree?”

“Because I asked him to do it…?”

#michael kaiser x reader #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x you #bllk x reader #bllk x you

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melon-fodder · 5 months ago

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(Naughty) Beach Episode • T. Hiragi

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: fem bodied reader, reader wears a bikini, body insecurities, semi-public sex, fast and dirty, Hiragi is strong enough to hold you up (dude is jacked, come on). I wrote this with a chubby!reader in mind!

Notes: I’m actually possessed. I love him so much my brain is exploding with him 💚

You won’t lie—you’re a bit uncomfortable as you step out of the small tent. More than a bit. It’s hard to not immediately cover yourself as you walk from the makeshift changing room down to where your friends are on the beach.

It’s not that you hate wearing bathing suits, and you definitely don’t hate this one. It’s probably the cutest you’ve owned. It’s just… showy.

Bright green against your sunscreen-lathered skin, the top ties in the front like a tiny corset, pushing your breasts together and offering a considerable view of cleavage. The bottoms are similar with ties criss-crossing over your hips. They ride up just enough to accentuate the swell of your ass, but it’s the way those curves lead down to your thick thighs that leaves you self-conscious—the flesh that the elastic presses against.

You feel pudgy and thick and chubby, and you’re just waiting for someone to point and laugh.

But you want to step out of your comfort zone. You want to be confident. For your boyfriend more than yourself.

He didn’t ask you to. Toma is too kind for that. But he has expressed how much he likes your body. You don’t quite understand it, but you’re extremely glad for it.

You drop your shorts and T-shirt on your designated towel, kick your sandals off, then slowly move toward the group, almost everyone in the middle of a disorganized game of volleyball. You doubt any of them actually know the real rules, only concerned with how hard they can hit the ball.

A few turn and take notice of you. Kiryu grins kindly. Kaji, sucker in his mouth, raises his eyebrows before turning back to the net. You think his lips curve into a little smile around the candy. Sakura, unsurprisingly, turns beat red and spins all the way around to avoid looking at you.

And Toma, your sweet, sweet Toma, does a double take just in time for Umemiya to spike the ball right at him. It lobs him in the side of the head which would usually make him shout and launch himself at the other man, but he just lets it bounce off of him while he stares dumbly at your approaching form.

You’re still giggling when you meet him, reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck.

Your insecurities were obviously for nothing.

“You like?” you ask, a teasing lilt to your voice.

He nods quickly, eyes still wide as his hands find your hips and squeeze.

“Understatement of the fuckin’ century.”

Toma isn’t typically the PDA type, but he presses himself against you, his body warm from the sun, and you gasp in surprise at the already forming bulge beneath his swim trunks.

“Toma, oh my god, are you serious?” you laugh.

“Shuddup—this is your fault.” He kisses you hard, kneading the fat at your hips that you had been so worried about. “Fuck, you really have no idea how sexy you are.”

“Hiragi, either get your head in the game or get off the court!” Tsubakino shouts, though when you glance toward him you can see him grinning.

“Go on,” you nod toward the net, “go play. I’ll watch from the sidelines.”

“Rather play with you instead.”

“Not in this sand, you won’t.”

He rolls his eyes, a little pout on his lips, and grumbles, “fine,” before kissing you again then returning to the game (if it can even be called that).

You take a seat next to Kotoha who looks stunning in her simple black 2 piece. She lowers her sunglasses, mischief dancing in her eyes.

“Well, that was something.”

You want to blame your full-body flush on the scorching sun, but you know better.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him like that,” she tells you.

You scoff, awkwardly finding a comfortable position while mumbling, “no idea why he’s so gobsmacked.”

Kotoha smacks your arm. “It’s ‘cause you’re hot, dummy!”

You’ve never been good at accepting compliments, only managing a quiet, “thanks.”

The book you had brought stays in your beach bag, forgotten when you opt to ogle your boyfriend. How could you not? He’s out there glistening with sweat, his hair down from the being soaked in saltwater. His biceps flex every time he makes contact with the ball, and his abs. God those abs, cut and drawing your eyes to the sharp V that leads into low-hanging trunks.

You want to suck at the skin under his naval, lick the sparse trail of undyed black hair. The pulse between your legs is embarrassing, as is the way you bite your lip.

“Good god, just go back to the cars and have a quickie,” Kotoha snorts.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

A quickie doesn’t sound like the worst idea, though. It would, however, be the most risqué thing the 2 of you have done.

You haven’t been dating Toma for a long time, a few months, and though you’ve had sex, you’re still in the ‘taking it slow’ phase of the relationship. Careful. Cautious. Still exploring.

You haven’t experienced him fast and rough, and you definitely haven’t experienced public sex with him.

But it sounds pretty nice right about now.

Shouts ring out from the game, and it must signal the end of a match because everyone disperses. Toma jogs over, and dear god, you can see his dick pressed against the fabric of his trunks, shifting with every stride.

You want to hide your face, but you can’t stop staring, even when he stops in front of you and bends to grab a water bottle. He takes a few gulps, Adam’s apple bobbing, then pours the rest over his head.

How can someone who looks like that be so affected by you? You aren’t hideous by any means, but he is just… unbelievable.

“What?” he asks when he catches you looking, a little smirk tugging at his wet lips.

“Just admiring the view,” you respond honestly.

“Oh yeah?”

He extends a hand, easily pulling you to your feet then tugging harder so that you stumble into him.

“Nothin’ compared to you.”

You melt when he bends to kiss you, fingers digging into his shoulders, moaning softly when he pushes his tongue into your mouth.

Kotoha fakes a dry heave behind you, mumbles something you can’t decipher. Toma breaks away but stays close enough so that when he speaks his lips are still brushing against yours.

“I’m dyin’ to get you outta here.”

“Then let’s go.”

That’s all it takes for him to grab your wrist and start moving quickly, frantically, like he can’t wait another second.

Despite Kotoha’s suggestion, you don’t actually make it as far as the parking lot. Toma pulls you straight into the changing tent—thank god nobody is inside.

His hands are on your ass first, squeezing and massaging. He even lifts and drops your round cheeks just to feel them jiggle in his palms. The whole time, he’s devouring you, tongue pushed between your lips, probing and stroking. It’s impossible not to mewl for him. You can feel his hunger, how much he wants you. And you want him just as badly.

You grind against him, shorter than his 6’1” frame, causing his cock to rub against your tummy instead of your hips.

He groans, a low sound that sends shivers down your spine as your pussy starts to ache. Heat is pooling in your gut the same way your arousal pools in your bikini bottoms, and when Toma slips his hand down the front of them and dips between your folds, the noise he makes is more primal than the last.

“Fuck, baby, you’re already so wet.” You whimper, wiggling your hips in a silent plea for him to get you out of your bathing suit.

Toma smiles against your lips, free hand finding one of the ties and pulling until they come loose, letting the material drop to the ground.

You make quick work of his trunks, panting while he kicks them off. The risk crosses your mind again—anyone could open the small tent and see the 2 of you—but Toma slides one long finger into your hole, and you forget about the potential consequences.

It just feels too good, digits thrusting in and out of your cunt, Toma huffing into your neck while pushing his cock against you in search of friction. You wrap your hand around him, stroking as well as you can without lube before realizing you have more than enough leaking from you.

Biting your lip, you dip your own hand between your thighs to gather the slick fluid that your boyfriend is milking from you. He grunts when he feels you, then lets out a broken sound when you spread your wetness over his length.

“Gonna make me cum before I even get inside you,” he chuckles, thrusting into your hand.

“Then maybe you should hurry up and get inside me.”

You squeal too loudly when he lifts you fully off the ground, situating you in his arms in a way that has his abs rubbing against your puffy folds. You gasp, shifting your hips a few times before reaching for his cock.

It’s an awkward angle and takes equal effort on both parts to line him up with your twitchy hole, but soon enough he’s pushing into you. The tip of his cock stretches you all on its own. Toma fucks into you, shallow at first, fat mushroom head catching on your spongy opening over and over again so that you bite his shoulder to stifle a moan.

Feeling your teeth digging into his flesh must do something for him because Toma shoves in further—further—until it feels like he’s nestled against your cervix.

God, you’re so full as you clench around him. Toma takes a second to breathe, kisses the side of your head, your arms wrapped around him, then starts rutting into you.

You’re at his mercy, bouncing up and down on his cock, doing all you can not to scream his name. He hits spots inside you that you didn’t even know existed. You think you might even be able to feel the pulsing veins that decorate his shaft dragging against your walls. And, once again, you’re blessed with being able to grind against him, your slick, swollen clit sensitive as you smear it over that happy trail you love so much.

“Love it when you make a mess on me,” he growls, pounding into you. “You gonna cum all over me? Gonna cream on my cock?”

You nod, unable to speak. His huge hands are spreading your ass cheeks, opening you up for him. You know if you had a better view you’d be able to see a ring of white around the base of his dick as shiny, sticky strands drip from your pussy.

Even though he’s doing all the work, it’s your legs that begin to tremble, toes curling, breaths getting shorter and shorter.

It’s the way he hits your g-spot with every movement, the way your now overstimulated clit can’t get away from coarse hair over taut skin.

“Fuck, fuck—Toma, I—”

“Cum for me, baby, wanna feel you squeezin’ my cock…”

You both groan at the same time when you seize around him, pushing more and more slick out of your pussy with every pulse, creating shamefully lewd noises.

Toma swears, the tendons in his neck straining as he throws his head back, “‘bout to fill you up—feel so good, fuck, fuck—”

His thrusts get sloppy as he hits his climax, hot ropes coating your insides, and he rides it out as the last waves of your own orgasm crash over you.

Chest heaving, Toma drops his head to kiss your breasts, sucking a mark just above the line of your top as he mutters breathlessly, “didn’t pay these the attention they deserve.”

You giggle, brain foggy and body light. “You paid plenty attention to what really mattered.”

Toma grins crookedly, “you mean this—” he thrusts his cock into you one last time, “—pretty little pussy?”

“Mmyes, that’s exactly what I mean.”

He gives you short, sweet kisses, both of you getting lost in something more heated, and it isn’t until his dick is soft inside of you that he pulls out and sets you back on the ground.

Returning to your friends and any beach games they’re playing is out of the question, and as you walk hand-in-hand with Toma, you shoot Kotoha a short text—Heading home early. Can you grab my bag when you leave?

To which she replies, sure. Have fun 😏

#hiragi toma x reader #hiragi x reader #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker smut #windbre x reader

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p0orbaby · 6 months ago

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Pssst…

Guess what?

Me and @randombush3 have a new series coming out. Well two actually, two series, one universe.

Please acquaint yourselves with Antonia and Charlie Sinclair.

Gutta Cavat Lapidem

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Antonia could’ve sworn these boxes used to be bigger. As she settled into her seat, cramped between her father and her sister, she couldn’t help but feel the walls closing in. The buzz of the crowd seeped unwantedly through the glass windows of their private room at Wembley Stadium, amplifying her discomfort. It was supposed to be a special occasion, a chance for the family to bond over a shared interest. But for Antonia and Charlie, who shared a mutual contempt for football, it felt more like a prison sentence than a privilege.

Charlie, true to form, voiced what Antonia only dared to think. “Do we know when this is set to finish? I’m meeting someone at nine, and I need to find time to cut my nails.”

“You’re disgusting,” says Antonia as she turns her lip up at her sister. “All you think about is girls and sex.”

“Can’t help it if I have a more interesting social life than you,” Charlie shot back with a grin.

Their father sighed, a familiar exasperation in his voice. “Can’t you two just enjoy the moment for once? We’re here to support the Lionesses, not worry about your social calendars.”

Antonia rolled her eyes, resisting the urge to point out the irony of their father lecturing them about priorities. “I don’t see why we have to be here at all,” she muttered under her breath.

Charlie snickered. “Maybe we should just start drinking. That might make this bearable.”

Their father’s eyes flicked over to them. “You know, when I was your age, I would have given anything to be in a box at Wembley.”

“And now you’re stuck here with us,” Charlie quipped. “Life’s a cruel joke, isn’t it?”

As the game dragged on, Charlie leaned over to Antonia, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Do you think he’d notice if we just slipped out?” Antonia snorted.

“Dad would hunt us down. Probably drag us back by our ears”

“He’d try,” Charlie said, eyes sparkling with mischief. “But I’m faster.”

It was difficult for Antonia to suppress her eye-roll, despite being aware of just how public the box was. The crowd was screaming names of players she had never heard of, impressively filling the stadium to the brim, and, beside her, their father was no different.

His hands clapped together as the ball went out of play for a corner kick, head turning to either side, hoping his daughters were at least pretending to share his enthusiasm. But no, they both seemed to be prisoners; caged in luxury with such entitlement that they had not bat an eye at the plush seats or the hand-on-foot service.

They were too comfortable, he decided. Far too comfortable.

#alessia russo #leila ouahabi #alessia russo x oc #leila ouahabi x oc #alessia russo x reader #leila ouahabi x reader #woso #woso x reader #woso community #gcl #fvi

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azzibuckets · 7 months ago

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For the Love of the Game [Pazzi | Part 5/10]

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

summary: paige and azzi get the cameras rolling

a/n: i’ve gotten so many requests for this part so i hope it lives up to y’all’s expectations 😶😶 it’s more of a filler chapter but the next one is going to be so unhinged i can’t wait

word count: 1.6k

masterlist w/ all parts

“Paige, if you’re gonna sit and watch, come sit and watch on the bench!” Geno yelled out, threatening to pull Paige from the scrimmage.

The blonde set her jaw, putting her head down as she sprinted to get back on defense. Today was not her day. She could feel Azzi’s eyes on her as she moved around the court. They’d hadn’t gotten the chance to talk since their kiss yesterday, and Paige wasn’t sure if she even wanted to.

Finally, Geno clapped his hands and called for a water break. Paige walked slowly to the bleachers, gasping for air. Rummaging through her backpack, she searched for her water bottle. Realizing she’d left it at home, she cursed, kicking the ground.

“Here.” Azzi materialized from behind her, her blue Hydroflask in her outstretched hand.

Paige looked at her cautiously.

“I didn’t poison it,” Azzi muttered under her breath. “Drink it, babe.”

Paige gratefully accepted the water bottle, taking a long swig before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“What’s up with you?” Azzi studied her face. “You’re playing like shit.”

“I’m distracted.”

Azzi wrinkled her nose. “By what?”

Wordlessly, the blonde let her gaze fall to Azzi’s lips, immediately causing her to blush. Paige handed back the water bottle, biting back a smile at how easily ruffled Azzi was.

“Girls! No time for chit chat. Huddle up,” Geno called.

The girls joined the rest of the team as Geno went over what they needed to work on. After they broke, he asked Paige and Azzi to stay.

“My daughter came for practice today,” Geno informed them, nodding to a short, brunette girl who was talking to Nika with a notepad and pen in her hand. “Can you guys get started on her project?”

The girls agreed, and Geno sent them off.

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“I was thinking we could start with some candid shots. We can move onto the actual interviews later once we set the atmosphere of the film,” Leo, Geno’s daughter, explained.

Once Paige and Azzi nodded in assent, she smiled gratefully and turned around to start setting up her cameras.

“So, Azzi, I heard you’re a monster at the 3 point line,” Leo called from over her shoulder.

Azzi shrugged. “You could say that,” she responded nonchantly, earning a roll of the eyes from Paige.

“Geno said your shooting mechanics are almost textbook.” Leo grabbed a ball from the floor and tossed it to her. “So let’s get a shot of you helping Paige with her form.”

Paige’s mouth dropped open and her eyebrows shot up. She stuttered for a few seconds before she managed to find her words. “Are you serious? I was the national player of the year last season. I don’t need no lesson on shooting,” she protested vehemently.

“I don’t know, your wrist snap has been looking a little weak recently,” Azzi teased, clearly pleased at her newfound duty of coaching the blonde.

Leo laughed, amused. “Listen, I’m not saying anything about your skill. It’s just some fluff for the film. You know, you two being cute.” She put the strap of the camera around her neck and waved her camera. “Let’s roll.”

Leo positioned Paige at the 3 point line, then motioned for Azzi to come join them. “Just be as normal as possible,” the brunette instructed. “Pretend the camera isn’t there. Flirt, talk, touch however you guys normally would. Let’s give the audience something to see, alright?”

Azzi bit her lip. Her heart was beating in her ears, but she forced herself to stay calm. She couldn’t have Leo reporting back to Geno that the two girls who were supposedly dating refused to even touch each other. So she slid her arm around Paige’s shoulder to rest a hand on her elbow.

“Lights, camera, action!” Leo yelled, motioning for them to begin.

“Alright, P, you’re gonna be learning from the best. You ready?” Azzi joked. Thankfully her voice came out lighthearted and relaxed, the opposite of the internal tension she was feeling.

“Show me how it’s done, coach.” Like always, the blonde was all smooth and easy-going.

Azzi dropped a hand to Paige’s waist, gently adjusting her hip positioning. To be fair, Paige already had almost perfect form, but she had to do something for the cameras. With her other hand, she guided Paige’s wrist. The blonde’s back was pressed up entirely against her front, and she suddenly found it hard to breathe. It’s because Paige is basically compressing my damn lungs, she thought. Not because every point of contact between our bodies feels electric.

“Just…like…that,” Azzi breathed, and when Paige released the ball, it fell with a perfect swish through the net.

Azzi wrapped her arms around Paige’s waist, pulling her closer in. “Good job, baby,” she murmured into Paige’s ear. She was surprised by how easy the words came out, and she thanked God for her newly acquired acting skills.

Paige seemed surprise at her confidence too, and she stilled for a second before remembering their roles. She turned around and hung her arms around Azzi’s neck, putting their foreheads together. “It’s easy when I’m learning from the best.”

This time Azzi didn’t have to pretend to smirk. She was never going to let Paige live that down.

“Alright, cut!” Leo yelled. She didn’t even look up, reviewing the footage on her camera with a pleased smile on her face. “That was awesome! You both have such natural chemistry.”

Realizing they were still pressed up against each other, the two stepped back, looking at anywhere but each other.

As Leo set up the shot for the next scene, the dark haired girl poked a finger in Paige’s ribs. “The best, huh?” she snickered.

Paige grabbed her finger and squeezed it aggressively, causing her to yelp. “Shut up right now, Fudd.” She released her finger, and Azzi rubbed it with a frown, glaring at a now amused Paige.

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Day one of the shoot for Leo’s film was over, and Azzi slumped her shoulders in relief. It hadn’t been half bad, but she was tired after the long practice and just wanted to go home.

“Azzi Fudd! Where do you think you’re going?”

Azzi halted on her way out of the gym. Turning on her heel, she gave Geno a meek smile. “Home?”

“Your hair’s dry.”

Azzi looked at him with confusion. Geno crossed his arms. “Were you tuning me out during our talk today? Ice baths after practice every other day from now on.”

“Oh,” Azzi started speed walking back towards the recovery room. “I was listening, coach. I just forgot.”

“Uh huh.” Geno grunted, shaking his head as he watched Azzi hurry back.

As soon as she reached the recovery room, she saw Paige smirking at her, already in the ice bath. “You fucker,” Azzi growled, stripping off her clothes. She wanted to get over with the ice bath as soon as possible and go home. “You let me leave with Geno there.”

Paige shrugged. “I can’t save you from Geno every time, Fudd.”

Azzi exhaled sharply as her skin met the freezing water. She closed her eyes as she slowly submerged herself, trying to take deep breaths to prevent herself from hyperventilating. “I hate ice baths,” she said shakily.

“Really? I love them. I had the best bonding moments with my high school team during our ice bath sessions,” Paige recalled fondly, not seeming to be fazed at all from the frigid temperatures.

“What school did you go to?” Azzi asked, deciding now might as well be a time to get to know Paige better. Anything to strengthen their facades.

“Hopkins. I’m from Minnesota.”

Azzi nodded silently, not knowing how to respond.

“What ‘bout you?”

“St John’s. I’m from the DMV.”

Paige raised her eyebrows. “A private school?”

“Yep. Had it all laid out for me. Didn’t even have to try,” the younger girl intoned sarcastically, swishing her hand through the water.

Paige scrunched her nose. “Why do you do that?”

Azzi’s eyes snapped up. “What do you mean?”

Paige absent-mindedly rubbed an ice cube through her palms. “Put yourself down like that.”

The younger girl wrapped her arms around her knees, trying to preserve her body heat. “I don’t know. You went to public school. I was assuming you’d say something about how going to private school set me up for success or something.”

“No.” Paige’s response was abrupt. “I wouldn’t say that. I know how hard you’ve worked. It wouldn’t be fair for me to attribute it to going to some dumb private school.”

A smile crept onto Azzi’s face. Her instinct was to start teasing Paige about how nice she was being, but she stopped herself, deciding that she didn’t want to ruin the moment. “Thanks, Bueckers.”

Paige nodded, still focused on the piece of ice that was now slowly melting. “You liking UConn so far?”

This was probably the longest time they’d ever had a normal conversation, Azzi thought to herself. And for some weird reason, she didn’t mind. “Yeah. The system here is great. Geno knows his shit.”

“Yeah.” Paige closed her eyes, tipping her head against the side of the tub. “He’s tough, but he’s amazing. You’re gonna learn a lot from him.”

Azzi nibbled her bottom lip. “Are we gonna talk about the kiss?” she suddenly blurted out, not being able to ignore the elephant in the room anymore.

Paige didn’t even move, continuing to breathe evenly though her nose. “No.”

Azzi tipped her head against the tub too, shutting her eyes. “Alright.”

#paige bueckers #azzi fudd #pazzi #uconnwbb #wcbb #wbb #enemies to lovers

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6rookie-writer0110 · 1 year ago

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We didn't run out of time

The Incredibles x Male Reader

Request - how about Incredibles x Male Reader who's the oldest kid in the incredible family and his power was to manipulate kinetic energy like he tanks a punch from Mr incredible and can now use that energy to punch kick or headbutt something or someone with the same amount of force as that punch and is also very durable like falls from a plane and is totally also imagine after hero work he forgets to release the kinetic energy and lightly kicks a bouncy ball and suddenly it's bouncing all over the room and knocking/breaking stuff

Your parents left you in charge of your brothers and sister. Your parents went out for date night and you don't want anything to ruin their night.

“Mom and Dad left me in charge,” You said.

“We know, we were there before they left. I'm hungry and I don't want vegetables for dinner” Dash said.

“We are not eating ice cream for dinner,” You said.

“Why, not!?” Dash whined.

You are holding Jack-Jack, he is saying gibberish. You are the oldest son and sometimes they will leave you in charge when they go out etc. Sometimes, Dash would try to break the rules and you would try to stop him.

You did buy dinner and it was Chinese food. Dash raced to the table first, he grabbed the food and starts to eat it. You put Jack Jack in the high chair and you start to give him food. Everyone starts to eat and Jack-Jack is making a mess while he eats.

After dinner, you and Dash start to play video games. Violet is getting ready for her first date

“Are you going to make water come out of your nose?” Dash teased then laughed.

“Not funny!” Violet yelled.

He is still laughing and you tried to hold it in.

“Dash, leave her alone,” You said.

“Can't believe mom and dad let Violet go on a date” Dash said.

“Don’t embarrass me when he gets here, I mean it” Violet said.

“We won't embarrass you, stop being a drama queen,” You said.

“Whatever, Y/n” Violet said.

A bit later, Tony rang the doorbell. Violet tried to open it first but Dash used his speed to open the door, then you stand behind him.

“Hi, I’m Tony and I'm here to pick up Violet,” Tony said.

“Where are you taking her?” You asked.

“We will watch a movie then get something to eat,” Tony said.

“You better treat Violet right or I'm going after you” You said.

“Me too. We know where you live, Tony” Dash said.

You and Dash glared at him and he started to stutter.

“Leave him alone! We have to go! Oh, Y/n go check on Jack-Jack and he is- “ Violet said.

She rushed out of the house, and then you and Dash heard loud noises. You and Dash try to stop Jack-Jack from fighting the raccoon in the backyard. It took a while but you and Dash managed to break up the fight.

Later, while watching TV with your brothers suddenly robbers tried to break in.

“What do we do?” Dash asked.

“We are heroes. We will stop them, Dash get ready” You said.

“I’m ready, Y/n” Dash smirked.

Dash used his speed to mess with the robbers and take their weapons. Then Jack-Jack unexpectedly uses his laser eyes, then you use your energy to punch them through the wall.

“That was awesome!” Dash smiled.

He used his speed to tie up the robbers. Then your parents come home earlier and they are speechless.

“What happened?” Bob asked.

You and Dash started to talk once then Helen called the cops. Later, Violet came home and she couldn't stop smiling.

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The next day… your mother Helen is making chocolate chip pancakes.

“Kids, breakfast is ready!” Helen yelled from the kitchen.

You, Violet, and Dash start to race.

“No point in running because I have speed, duh” Dash smirked.

You are holding your baby brother Jack-Jack.

“Have you heard of the story about The Tortoise and the Hare?” You asked.

“No. Why?” Dash asked.

“You should read it and you will know. Jack-Jack let's get cookies!” You smiled.

He loves cookies then he used teleportation. You and Jack-Jack beat Violet and Dash.

“Not fair! You cheated, Y/n” Dash said.

You, Violet, and Dash started to argue.

“Stop it! All of you are going to be quiet and eat the pancakes” Bob said.

You three didn't say anything.

“Now, you all can eat, and don't make a mess,” Helen said.

Everyone started to eat but Helen sighed, she was hoping no one would make a mess. You and Dash asked for more pancakes

✬ ✯ ✬ ✫

You and your family are trying to stop Syndrome. You are on the jet with your father, and the engine caught on fire.

“Let's jump on the count of three,” Bob said.

“I don't know about that,” You said.

He puts your hands on your shoulders and he knows that you are scared of heights.

“Three!” Bob yelled.

He pushed you out of the jet and you are screaming. Bob jumps out then you use your power manipulate kinetic energy, and you land on the ground so hard that it breaks in half and you aren't dead.

“Are you okay, son?” Bob asked.

“I need a minute,” You said breathing extremely hard.

The others got kidnapped, and now you and your dad have to stop Syndrome. It didn't take long to find them but Syndrome thinks he will win the fight.

“Just give up and I won't hurt them,” Syndrome said.

“We won't give up!” You yelled.

“We will fight as a family and we won't leave anyone beyond,” Bob said.

“Wake me up, when the lame speech is over” Syndrome laughed.

His robots arrived and they were huge.

“Get ready to fly,” Bob said.

“I’m ready, dad,” You said.

He picks you up then he throws you toward the robot. You punched through the robot and it collapsed. Then you start to fight Syndrome then your father joins and starts to help you.

After the fight, you and Bob found the others. They hugged you and Bob and you told them that you fought Syndrome.

✬ ✯ ✬ ✫

It started to snow and Dash woke up and he started to smile. He runs through the house to let everyone know that it's snowing outside. Now everyone is in the living room and Jack-Jack is playing with a ball.

“You all can play in the snow but wear gloves,” Helen said.

“Can we go outside right-” Dash said.

Jack-jack throws the ball at you, you try to kick it lightly but you forget to release your energy. The ball started to break everything in the living room, and Violet used her power to protect everyone. Bob used his strength to catch the ball.

“Y/n, you forgot to release your kinetic energy. We could have been hurt, we talked about this” Bob said.

“Sorry, dad. I forgot it won't happen again” You said.

“Your father is right. Go release your kinetic energy then you will play in the snow” Helen said.

“Okay, mom” You said.

You went to the training room to release your kinetic energy. Much later, you went outside to play in the snow with your family. Dash and Violet started to throw snowballs at you then your mom started to help you. Everyone is having fun throwing snowballs at each other.

Much later, everyone went inside and changed clothes. You helped your mother make hot chocolate and bake cookies.

#The Incredibles imagine #x male reader #male!reader #male reader #male reader insert #The Incredibles x reader #The Incredibles x male reader #male reader fanfic #male reader imagine #male reader fluff

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scarredwoods · 8 months ago

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Leosagi Beauty and the Beast AU

I few weeks ago I created the idea of a Beauty and the Beast Inspired AU for Leo and Usagi so I shared it on a Discord server I was on. I wasn't planning on doing anything more with it, just sharing it, but a lot of people on the server seemed to enjoy it including @el-pada who created some beautiful artwork for it, so I decided to get out of bed and start writing it.

A few people from the server gave me some ideas and themes to add to the story, so they were definitely a big help in building this story together. Including _Grayson_Robin_ who helped me with any editing, spelling, or mistakes in my writing.

For anyone who doesn't want to read the fanfic on Ao3, here's the entire fic down below

Chapter 1

The day began beautifully with clear skies and the sun shining brightly as children played. Unfortunately, two little boys, a dog and a bear, decided that the best way to spend it was to play keep away with a little girl. a fox half their size. They mocked her relentlessly as they flung her little straw doll between them. Frustrated and desperate for her toy, the girl began to cry and screamed at the boys to return it. That only made them laugh harder as they continued their cruel game.

Finally reaching her breaking point, the girl lunged at the dog's leg, sinking her teeth in it as hard as she could. The boy yelped in pain, dropping to the ground and shaking his leg in a desperate attempt to get her off of him. She finally let go and received a kick on the shoulder for her troubles. The boys were relieved to see no blood coming from the bite mark.

The little girl huffed and went to reach for her doll. But the bear boy was faster and managed to grab the doll before she could. Angry at the girl for hurting his friend, he took the toy and threw it as far as he could into the deep dark forest. The little fox cried out as she watched her precious doll fly into the air and disappear into the dark abyss.

“If you don’t go fetch your doll, you’re never going to see it again!” one of the boys said. Without a second of hesitation, the little girl lunged at the dog once more and started beating him to a pulp. As best as she could, anyway. She tried to hit him as hard as she could with her small hands balled up into fists. “Bring her back! Bring her back!” she shouted. The bear had enough of this. He grabbed the fox in an effort to get her away from his friend, but he struggled to pick her up. Even as she was lifted up into the air, she kicked and punched as if her life depended on it. “Put me down! I’ll make you sorry for this!”

It wasn’t until the bear heard the call of a young man that he finally dropped her. “What is the meaning of this?” the young man said. It was another dog, coincidently the older brother of the younger dog that was bitten.

“He threw my doll into the woods!” the young girl shouted.

“Is this true, brother?” he crossed his arms knowing full well that the little girl was speaking the truth but wanted to hear his brother admit it himself.

“She bit me!” the little boy showed off his leg with the bite mark still on it. “And then she beat me-”

“Because you took my doll and then he threw it!” she interrupted.

The Young man pinched the bridge of his nose and put a hand up to stop them all from talking. “Alright, alright, that’s enough. I want all three of you to apologize to each other. Preferably closer to the village. None of you should be this far out anyway.”

“But what about my doll?”

“I shall go fetch it for you. Now all of you, back to the village. And I better not catch you all out here again.”

His younger brother was not happy with the order and wrapped his arms around his leg. “But Father said no one is allowed to go deep into the forest alone.”

“It’ll be quick,” he pulled him off his leg and pushed him into the direction of the village. “Besides, how far could you have thrown it? It will only be a moment and then I’ll come right back.”

Once the three children started heading back in the direction of the village, the young man ventured into the dark forest in search of the little girl’s doll. Despite the sun still being out, he felt a chill run through his spine as he ventured deeper into the forest. He started growing concerned when he couldn’t find the toy, creeping farther and farther from the village. “Tsk, where is that doll?” the sound of a branch breaking stunned him. He slowly looked around for the source of the noise. His head sharply turned left as he heard the rustle of bushes. He could faintly see something solid blending in with the green bushes.

“I mean no harm!” he called out, hoping that whatever person or spirit would leave him alone. “I only wish to find a little girl’s doll! I will leave after my search.”

The bushes rustled again. At the bottom popped out the faint legs of a doll. The man crept closer to it, thinking that the spirits of the forest were giving him back the lost object. Once he was a few feet away, the entity pushed it out more to reveal the toy. Finally, the man crouched down to grab it, but before he could quickly snatch it away, he looked up and focused on the inside of the bush, only for his face to pale. There he saw the face of a ferocious beast! A hideous monster! Now realizing that this was a trap, he released the doll and ran straight to his village screaming in fear.

—

For many years, a samurai ronin has traveled throughout Japan in a path of purpose and fulfillment. For the purpose he once had, his late master, Lord Mifune had died in a war against the soldiers of Lord Hikiji. Having failed to protect his master, Miyamoto Usagi now wanders the land on a warrior's pilgrimage, continuing to serve him even after death. Occasionally, Usagi would sell his services as a bodyguard to make a living. But he does his best to help those in need, and sometimes those people are generous enough to reward him for his selfless help.

This day felt like any other. After wandering for what seemed like hours, Usagi finally spotted a village next to a riverbank, where many farmers were seen tending to their crops—finally, a place to rest for a bit before continuing with his travels. He looked in his coin purse and tried to figure out if he should rent a room for the night, or buy something to eat. Perhaps if he asks around, he could find an abandoned temple to sleep in so he could have a warm meal.

As he ventured into the village, he saw everyone running in the same direction. Being the nosy rabbit he is, he couldn’t help but get drawn into the crown and see what was happening. That’s when he heard the shouts of a young man.

“Monster! Monster! It was horrible! A hideous ferocious beast! It will come feast on this village at nightfall!”

Once again being nosy, Usagi turned to the woman next to him and asked her what the young man was going on about. “Nonsense, if you ask me. The young man over there went too far into the forest and claimed to have seen a beast.”

“It is not nonsense!” The young man said, “I saw it with my own eyes. It bared its teeth at me, luring me closer to it to have me as its next meal. If I had not run away, I would be good as dead!”

“Bah! Youngsters these days.” the lady turned to walk back to what she was doing before.

Despite what the lady thought, everyone else believed the young man and grew concerned for the safety of their village. Usagi watched as the village started going into a state of panic. A man who seemed to be the village’s magistrate stood on a crate and told everyone to quiet down.

“I know you are all worried for your safety but we must not panic. If this beast knows that we are afraid of it, it will believe it has an advantage over us.” Everyone nodded in agreement as they continued to listen. “Now, if anyone is brave enough, I shall give a reward to whoever volunteers to slay this beast and bring me proof of its death-”

Without hesitation, Usagi raised his hand. “I volunteer to slay the beast!” The moment he heard that there would be a reward for this, all he could think about was getting both a bowl of warm food and a cozy place to sleep in. After sleeping outside in the cold for so many nights, you just become desperate. It didn’t help that he absolutely hated the cold. Besides, after everything Usagi has been through, and all the strange fights he’s gotten into, a so-called beast was nothing new to him. The young man might have misinterpreted a regular animal as the beast because of how dark it was. And if it turned out to be a spirit of some sort, he’d just use any tricks that his old “friend” Sasuke taught him.

Everyone turned their head to the samurai and cheered. The magistrate stepped off the crate and walked towards the selfless hero. “That is wonderful to hear. If you end up coming back alive, make sure to have evidence of the slain beast.”

“That will not be a problem, I am sure this is something I can easily take care of. Perhaps the woman was right and it might have been something else.” Usagi walked to a stand and decided to buy a small fruit to eat on his way to this so-called beast.

“Good, good,” he said, “But if you do not end up coming back, we will assume you are dead and will not be able to recover your body.”

The rabbit paused right before he could take a bite from his fruit and stared at the magistrate. “Ah… Okay. I suppose that makes sense. But again, do not worry.” he took a bite from the fruit and continued once he swallowed. “I am not so easily killable. Surely I would end up being able to escape if it ever comes to it.”

“Ha ha! Of course, of course,” he patted, well more like slapped, Usagi’s back in a sort of reassurance way, causing him to drop his fruit but catch it right before it could hit the ground. “Like I said, IF you come back alive, I’ll be sure to have a reward ready for you. Thank you for your brave services, samurai.”

Usagi wasn’t gonna lie, he did feel a little hurt hearing that they had such little faith in him coming back alive. Of course, he’d just have to prove everyone wrong. Was he feeling a little cocky? Maybe. But after everything he’s been through, it’s safe to say this is just another walk in the field.

The young man from earlier stood behind Usagi, shaking with his tail between his legs, at the spot where the doll was thrown from. He dared not step anywhere near the forest until he knew for sure that the threat had been eliminated. All he could do was point in the direction of where he saw the beast. “O-over there. Deep-deeper into the w-woods is where I saw the… the beast.” the last word was said in a whisper, afraid that simply saying the word would anger the monster of the forest.

“Alright, this shouldn’t take too long.” Usagi began his descent into the forest. “I will be sure to bring back a souvenir on my way back.” was the last thing the young man heard before Usagi was completely swallowed by bushes. He couldn’t believe how confident the samurai sounded as he went on his way to his certain death.

Usagi did his best to follow the directions he'd been given, but it became increasingly difficult to remember to stay on the path when there wasn't one to begin with. Adding to his frustration were the numerous leaves and branches that seemed determined to smack him every time he tried to push them aside to make his way through. Around the third branch to the face, Usagi finally realized just how dire the situation was. It could’ve been his stomach talking, but entering an unknown part of the forest to confront a beast that could potentially end his life started to sound like a completely idiotic idea. Did it align with his morals and code of honor to help people and prevent harm? Yes, but perhaps he could have entered the danger zone a little more prepared.

He decided to pause and look around. Unfortunately, with everything looking the same, it was safe to say he was lost. Because of that branch, he couldn’t remember which exact direction he just came from. He cursed under his breath and decided to close his eyes for a bit to listen to his surrounding area. Suddenly, a bush rustled right next to him. Usagi wasted no time unsheathing Willow Branch and cut the top of the bush clean off. He held his breath waiting and listening for any other reaction. A tokage scurried out from the bush and paused to look up at the Samurai. Usagi relaxed, he crouched down and sheathed his sword.

“Hello there, little friend,” he extended his hand to let the reptile smell it. “I apologize for frightening you, I am just a bit on edge.” After the tokage finally licked his hand, Usagi sat down and continued to pet them. “Say, you wouldn’t have happened to see a ferocious beast roaming around, hm? There’s a village around here worried for their own safety.” The tokage could only squeak at the samurai as it rubbed its head on his hand to continue being pet. Usagi smiled and used his non-occupied hand to stroke his chin. “Hmm, that’s what I thought. I suppose it only makes sense that someone as small as you would try to avoid being near anything that could harm you. But some direction would be nice.”

Not wanting to waste any more daylight, Usagi got up and dusted himself off. “Well I best be going, little friend. You are welcome to join me in my small adventure. I could use the company.” He smiled down at the little critter and continued in what he hoped was the direction he was first heading in.

It only took a moment for Usagi to hear the sound of running water. He grew worried wondering if he accidentally circled back to the village. It would be a pain if he had to go through all those bushes and tree branches again. To his relief, he pushed a leaf to reveal not a village, but an abandoned temple. Separating him from the temple was the river he had heard earlier.

“Well, this is certainly surprising. I was not expecting a temple so deep into the forest. Did you know this was here, little friend?” Usagi looked down at his new companion, but it was too busy drinking from the river to notice his question. He pouted and placed a hand on his hip. “Didn’t your mother teach you not to ignore someone when they ask you a question?” Finally, the tokage looked up at him but all it could muster was a squeak before it ran back to Usagi to demand more pets. Usagi couldn’t help but smile, he crouched down enough to give it a small pet like it wanted. “Perhaps this beast is hiding in the temple. But how do I cross- Ah!” In the distance, he spots a bridge that is hopefully in good enough condition to bear someone’s weight. “Alright, let’s go. The sooner we get this done, the better.”

As the rabbit tested the bridge to make sure it was stable enough for him to stand on, he was unfortunately unaware of a pair of eyes watching him from the waters. It did its best to watch them from a distance but be close enough to hear his intentions. Right before Usagi leaned over the bridge to look at the river, the owner of the eyes submerged himself into the river and swam away.

“Wow, this river is filled with so many fish. We should come back later and catch some of them. Maybe I can find someone to prepare them for me. What do you say, little friend?” Usagi turned to look at the tokage but instead watched as it ran towards the temple without him. “Hold on, wait for me!” once he caught up with the tokage, they ended up at the entrance of the temple. It wasn’t very big, but it could certainly have a few rooms in it. It still looked to be in good condition but it was very obvious that it’s been abandoned for a long time. Usagi wondered what had happened to the people who once lived in this temple. And who it was dedicated to. He was pulled from his thoughts by the tokage’s squeak. “You shouldn’t run off on your own like that. What if something happened? But let’s not stay out here much longer. I can feel a chill run up my spine just standing out here.”

The inside was not exactly what Usagi expected. And by that, he meant he expected the place to look run down with broken furniture and ripped walls, filled to the brim with dust and dirt. But surprisingly it looked a little more well-kept. Granted there were still ripped walls and broken furniture, but everything looked organized. There was barely any dust or dirt and there was makeshift furniture around the room. Anything salvageable was put to use and anything wooden that was beyond repair was placed in a corner close to a fire pit. He continued to look around to see that all the rooms were the same as the first; well-kept and tidy. There was only one room he wasn’t able to inspect, only because there was a giant tree that looked to have fallen, blocking the sliding doors and preventing anything or anyone from entering.

With how well-kept everything is, at first he couldn’t help but wonder if he had stumbled into someone’s home. But despite everything looking neat, there wasn’t exactly anything here that someone would need to continuously live here. Perhaps there was someone who would regularly come and clean the place, unable to let the old temple go to ruin. “Yes, it certainly would be a shame if this temple went to ruin.” He finally left the temple and made his way back to the bridge, the sun already beginning to set casting a golden hue. “Once I finish dealing with this problem, perhaps I can tell the villagers of this temple so that they can restore it. Maybe they can even find out who was worshiped here and build them a new shrine.”

Usagi only made it halfway through the bridge, turning to a complete stop. He stood still, pushing the hilt of his sword up with his thumb, and turning his ears to listen to the surrounding area. Something wasn’t right. The splashes in the river were no longer sounding like the swim of fish. That’s when he heard the sound of a faint growl right underneath him.

The beast.

A fist punched through the wooden floor bridge underneath him, causing him to almost lose his footing. Usagi quickly regained himself and ran off the bridge, towards the direction of the temple. The attacker jumped out of the water and began to chase. As much as Usagi wanted to turn around to see what was chasing, he knew that stopping for even a moment could end in his demise. He headed straight into the temple and quickly looked around for a place to hide. Luckily he found a table with a torn cloth that he could immediately duck under. He sat still and tried his best to control his breathing, worried that his rapidly breathing heart was going to give him away.

Great, this was just great. Just when he thought there was no beast and that everything was fine, that thing jumped out from the water. It’s fine, everything is going to be fine. He just has to see what he’s dealing with and come up with a plan to bring back its severed head to the villagers. A heavy stomp made it feel like the entire wooden floor shook, making him realize that this would be a big guy. He moved the cloth slightly to peak at the beast and quickly clamped his hand over his mouth to prevent a gasp from escaping. There in the middle of the room was what Usagi could only guess was a Kappa. But it didn’t look like any ordinary kappa. It was a turtle with a bowl on his head, yes, but it was far bigger and bulkier than any other kappa he’d ever seen. Spikes were growing from its shell and had small horns on its head. It looked more like a demon, to be honest.

Usagi was so confused as his eyes scanned the supposed kappa. It wore a set of hakama pants, torn at the hems. When the beast turned around to scan the area, Usagi spotted a piece of blue cloth wrapped around its arm and… a sword? No, it was two swords. The kappa had its left clawed hand wrapped around them both in a death grip. Looking at the material and patterns, it was without a doubt katana samurai swords.

Upon seeing the swords, Usagi felt rage and anger realizing that this monster must have taken the lives of possibly two samurais, keeping their swords as trophies. It sickened him. The kappa must’ve also taken their clothes as well and wore them to mock them. He refused to let their deaths be in vain. His sword will not be another prize for this beast’s enjoyment.

The kappa looked around the room to find some sort of clue on the whereabouts of the trespasser. He knew he had to be cautious, knowing that this samurai planned to end his life. He blamed no one but himself. If he hadn’t left the temple, the villagers wouldn’t be fearing for their lives and sending out others to take his. But he’s sure this samurai is going to be like all the other bypassers. All he had to do was scare him enough to send out a message to leave this place alone. Right when he turned to head into the next room, he heard stomping behind him and the next thing he knew, there was a heavy weight on his back. In a state of panic, the Kappa tried to buck off the rabbit, but he held on tight.

Despite Usagi's plans to jump on the Kappa’s shell and use his sword to pierce through its neck, upon trying to accomplish that, he failed to realize that the spikes on its shell were making it difficult to find a place to hold without hurting his hand. Unfortunately, he was not quick enough, and the kappa managed to reach back and grab his kimono, throwing him to the ground and slamming down his fists, but Usagi rolled away before any contact could be made. He immediately regained his footing and ran into one of the other rooms, the beast chasing right behind him.

‘Alright, time for plan B,’ he thought to himself. What is plan B you may ask? Well, that’s just facing the monster head-on. If he didn’t time this perfectly he could end up with a missing limb, but he didn’t have many other options at the moment. ‘If I knew I was going to be dealing with Kappa, I would’ve bought a cucumber when I had the chance.’

He grabbed a broken chair and threw it behind him. The Kappa paused for a moment and blocked the chair from his face, but that pause was all Usagi needed to take out his sword and lunge at him. However, the kappa was quick as well, grabbing the chair and using the seat to block the blade. He drove the blade deeper into the chair to get it stuck and then threw it across the room.

Usagi admits that he was a bit stunned to see his sword stuck in a chair fly across the room. That allowed the kappa to grab Usagi by the chest and slam him to the floor, knocking most of the wind out of him. Gasping for air he could barely muster out the words, “Okay, plan B is not working so well.”

The beast lowered his head to look straight at the trespasser beneath him and gave a threatening growl. “Take my words as a warning, Samurai,” his voice gruff and hoarse, “Leave and never come back. Tell that village that if I ever see them step foot into my forest again, they will become my next meal.”

After finally gaining some air into his lungs, all Usagi could do was give it a deadpan stare. “Is that all?”

Baffled by his choice of words, he slightly lifted his hand up from his chest. “What do you mean ‘Is that all’? I am telling you that I will kill and eat everyone if you do not leave.”

“No no, I heard you, it’s just,” he sighed, “You would not believe the amount of times I’ve heard that same threat over and over again. And it always ends the same. Me alive with something bad happening to the enemy. Would you like to test your luck?”

“Tsk, you must be the most foolish Samurai I have ever met.”

Usagi couldn’t help but snicker at the remark. “I admit to being a foolish man, yes, but YOU are the foolish one for leaving your weakness so vulnerable.”

The kappa finally took his hand away from the other’s chest. “What?”

Without a minute's notice, Usagi lifted his legs to his chest and kicked the beast’s head with all his strength. The beast fell backward and as a result, a good portion of the water from his bowl fell out. Realizing what his opponent was doing, he pushed himself back up and ran towards the river. Usagi wasted no time to get off the floor and grab his weapon. Which proved to be difficult considering it was still wedged into the chair. He struggled, pulled it, and even wiggled it around until it was finally out and ran back to catch up with the kappa.

Unfortunately, the kappa already jumped into the river and could be seen swimming away. “Oh great. I was really hoping to avoid the water this time. I should’ve kicked harder.” Much to his dismay, he began to chase after the kappa, staying on land as much as possible.

—

‘Gods that rabbit was crazy.’ The beast thought as he swam down the river. ‘He didn’t even flinch, what was I supposed to do?’ To be honest, this whole thing was completely unexpected. He should’ve known that a guy crazy enough to pretend to have a whole conversation with a tokage would willingly go toe-to-toe with a giant monster. But hopefully, that rabbit won’t be stupid enough to chase him. He didn’t want to leave the temple but from the looks of it, he’ll have no choice but to find a temporary place to stay. It was better than having to deal with any more people-

“Hey come back! I’m not done with you!”

No.

The Kappa took a glance behind him to see that the rabbit was, in fact, chasing him. And seemed to be getting closer, too. ‘Forget crazy, this guy is insane!’ Instead of swimming faster, he dove under to the bottom and slowly turned around to head in the opposite direction. He needs to find a way to outsmart this guy. But he’s slowly starting to wonder if this guy is too dumb to be outsmarted. He’s unpredictable, that’s for sure. So he needs to be more careful from here on out if he doesn’t want his night to end with his head on a pike.

Usagi stopped to a halt once he saw the kappa dive under. His grip tightened on his katana as he scanned to the water but the sun had already set at this point and it was much too dark to peer in. That’s when he heard the yips of his little friend barking at the water in the direction that he came from. The kappa was trying to misdirect him.

He quickly made his way to the tokage, “Do you see him, little friend?”

Unfortunately, he stepped a little too close to the edge of the river, and a hand shot out, pulling him into the water. But Usagi wasn’t going to let himself get taken so easily. He dug his hands into the grass and tried to kick the beast away, but the beast kept his hands tight around his ankles, pulling him under ever so slightly. Not enough to make him fully let go and be submerged underwater, but enough that he has to fight for his freedom. Usagi knew full well that the water was a Kappa’s domain where it would have the full advantage, but he needed to take the risks if he were to win this.

Taking a deep breath, he let go, turned, and slashed at the Kappa's arm that was taking hold of his ankle as he was pulled under. This caused it to let go and allow Usagi to pull himself back onto land. His body felt heavier now that his clothes and fur were wet. He took off his upper layers of clothes, unsheathed his swords, and dove right back into the water. Was this a bad decision? Absolutely. But there he saw the beast in range, licking its wounded arm before being startled at the rabbit coming back into the water.

The kappa couldn’t believe it. Who was this guy? He almost drowned him and then he came back right after escaping!? He just doesn’t quit. Something has to be wrong in his head, why would someone keep putting themselves in danger like this? If fear won’t work on him, then he has no choice but to fight back. The samurai was already charging at him, he was slow, but he made it obvious that he was getting to him one way or another. He was quick to doge his sword, but the rabbit could barely keep himself from getting caught in the kappa’s claws. It didn’t help that every so often he had to come up for air. The kappa grew more and more tired of this game that he had no interest in playing in the first place, so he gained some distance and then swam as fast as he could to slam the samurai into the rocks at the side of the river.

The impact made Usagi shout out in pain but he closed his mouth as quickly as he opened it and slashed the beast across the face. The beast let go and Usagi continued to slash him until it swimmed a bit away. He tried to go after him again but something prevented him from doing so. Usagi looked down and much to his horror, his pant leg was caught between the rocks. His eyes widened as he pulled and tugged at it but the impact from the collision caused the rocks to pile on the fabric. To his dismay, his tugs became weaker as it was getting harder to hold his breath.

No no, not like this. He was so close to getting the beast! After everything, were his final moments going to be his drowning dismay? Soon he was having trouble keeping the water out of his mouth. Everything started to feel hazy and foggy.

Once the Kappa regained himself, he looked over at the samurai and wondered why he wasn’t coming after him again. That’s when he saw him struggling to pull the fabric of his hakama. He was caught and he was having trouble getting himself free. Once he watched him instinctively try to gasp for air, he realized that he was drowning.

“Shit!” He swam to the samurai, pulled him by the waist to free him from the rocks, and threw him back on land.

Usagi landed on his chest and desperately gasped for air, coughing out any water that managed to get into his lungs. Thankfully it wasn’t a lot and he managed to recover rather quickly. He looked behind him to see the beast leaving the water. “Hold on,” he breathed in, “Just give me a few minutes and we can continue our duel.” he continued to cough out more water.

“Continue our- Are you insane!? You almost drowned!” The Kappa couldn't decide on whether he should be angry, confused, or concerned.

“Yes, I was fully aware that is the consequence when jumping into a river with a Yokai.” Usagi squeezed his ears to rinse out the water, “Although I was not expecting you to save me. Wasn’t my drowning your end goal of all this?”

“My end goal was to get you to leave! I wanted you to leave terrified and warn the village never to set foot here again, but you are so persistent in killing me, it’s like your fear left out the door along with your common sense. YOU TRIED TO FIGHT ME IN MY OWN HABITAT! And you almost drowned yourself because of that.” He grabbed him by the shoulder and roughly pulled him forward to face level. “No more other warnings. Leave this place, and tell everyone to never come here again. This is MY home. MY territory. And if I see anyone here again, I will not show mercy and kill them on sight.”

Living the life of Miyamoto Usagi, threats like these are nothing new. It’s something that he hears constantly and over time grew numb to it. That’s why he’s like this. Because these words are nothing new. Every other day there’s someone always threatening his life. But with those other guys, he can at least tell they’re genuine. But at this moment, he couldn’t help but carefully listen to the kappa’s words and hear how hesitant he sounded with his threats. Sure hearing threats were nothing new but at least those were genuine. Those people actually had the means to kill him. Not to mention he’s encountered other kappa before. None of them have ever acted the same way this one does. They never hesitated one bit to strike at him and they never once tried to stop him from getting drowned. Yet this one saved him. It had a way to get rid of him for good and it saved him. That’s when something clicked.

“You know… I’ve met many yokai before, yet none of them have ever acted like you.”

“You better choose your next words carefully.”

But he didn’t. He said his next words calm, plain, and simple. “You’re bluffing.”

The beast’s eyes widened. “How dare yo-”

“If you wanted me dead, you would have let me drown. What’s stopping you from ending me right at this moment? You want me to deliver a message to the village? You can simply do that by rolling my cold body in front of them and telling them to never come near here.” Usagi watched as the kappa’s face twitched, struggling to keep the snarl on its face. “You do not want me dead. And frankly, I’m curious to know why. I mean, not only do you not act like a kappa, but you also don’t look like one. The only thing giving you a similarity to them is the bowl on your head and the fact that you’re a turtle.”

The kappa huffed through his nostrils and let the samurai go. He stood up and sighed, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and pointer finger. “Fine. You caught me. I don’t want to kill you. I don’t want to kill anyone, for that matter.”

Usagi didn’t know why but it felt so strange hearing that. He’s been in danger so many times, it was hard to hear that someone as monstrous-looking as him never had the intention of killing him in the first place. Then he looked down at the monster's left hip and saw the two swords that he had from the beginning. “Then what about those swords attached to your hip? Those are samurai swords. Did you kill one and keep them as a trophy?”

The Kappa looked at the swords and placed his left hand on one of the handles. He squeezed and closed his eyes. “No. I never killed a samurai for their sword. Anyone I have ever killed died with their belongings. To take one’s weapon after death is dishonorable. These twin katanas are mine. I made them with my own two hands with my father and they have been by my side ever since.”

While Usagi was relieved to hear that no samurai were killed and had their swords taken from them, he was confused about why a kappa would need a sword. He wasn’t even using it during their battle.

“And you are correct. I don’t act or look like a normal kappa. That’s because I’m not. Nor am I a samurai. I’m a ninja. Or was one, at least. I…” He turned to look at the river. “I haven’t been a ninja for quite some time now. It pains me to carry these swords, knowing I will never be able to use them again.”

The kappa didn’t have to say it, but Usagi could already gather what was happening. He was cursed, and this is not what he’s supposed to look like. “What happened to you?”

He took a deep breath and let it out. This has been the longest conversation he’s ever had with someone in a long time. He turned to face back at the rabbit. “Would you like to know over a cup of tea?”

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