#Was always like “okay maaaybeee not”

[dragon-gem]

Sometimes I’m normal. Other times, I’m internally screaming about the brotherly relationship between Kai and Lloyd and giving myself a whole Ted Talk I’ve been developing for like three years about why I love them so much.

[pastelprince18]

the spark hunters always reminded me of the diamond authority. like, imagine if they also run a civilization full of the enemy characters.

Funny ya say that. I know some people say the new spark hunter can be edge sister which can be true! Or she can be a new made spark hunter

But I have a theory, which is that character is edge…I know I’m prob wrong and that’s okay it is JUST A THEORY!!!

Anyways back to the anon I got side track:

I feel edge would be taking care of bomb-omb since it looks like her type to control, even in the game poster you see a bomb-omb right by the new character. Sooo maaaybeee <:] I think it be cool

[grogu-explains-it-all]

Do you like Cobb Vanth? Does your dad consider him a friend?

My Dad does like that Cobb. They are friends. He is worried about him after that meanie guy Cad Bane shooted him.

You can tell when my dad is gonna make friends with someone (it is almost always the same)

Okay:

first they fight

then there is The Stand Off this is when they both think maaaybeee this guy is gonna win (psst my dad will always win)

then a bigger problem comes along

the other guy goes can you do a deal with me

dad puts his blaster away and shruggles and says mmm'kay

then they do the thing

then there is Mutual Respect

or because they love me... which makes much more sense.

I told the the dramatic story of me going very fast, fighting a dragon and lots of throw up and splosions, and almost losing my Dad and then getting him back from the very jaws of a dragon… but mostly me riding fast on speeder bikes- and That Cobb was there too.

HERE IS THE LINK if you are interested in reading

thank you for your question Hunter or ghosts... or Hunter who IS a ghost...

[atzgiggle]

maaaybeee a smooool liil deonghwa as a leee and other ateez members as lerrssss. but damn this isn't short. fuk meh😃🔫

Target - Lee!Seonghwa x Ler!ATEEZ

A/N: this indeed wasn’t short but it’s okay because i enjoyed writing it (especially the end, i’m the biggest seongjoong supporter oh my god) thank you for the request, enjoy!

Seonghwa was in a lee mood. It wasn't particularly rare, as the eldest member had grown comfortable to the lee/ler dynamics ATEEZ had started to take upon them, and thus became more open to being on the receiving end of the tickles more often. But it certainly wasn't common. So, every ATEEZ member wanted a taste of lee Seonghwa when he did come out, causing poor Seonghwa to be the target of endless teases all day, more often than usual, when he wasn't in a lee mood.

The main culprit was Wooyoung, who found out about Seonghwa's mood first, in the morning. Like any other day, Wooyoung came into Seonghwa's room to wake him up, which normally would go smoothly. This time, it didn't.

"Hyung, it's time to get up~" Wooyoung sang as he happily walked into the two oldest members' room. He crouched down by his pillow, softly poking his cheek.

"Leave me, don't wanna," Seonghwa whined, turning his head away and covering his face with his arms. Wooyoung could hear Hongjoong chuckle from his bed.

"Hm? C'mon hyung, you're making me and Yunnie wait! You said you'd make us pancakes for breakfast!" Seonghwa sighed at the reminder of the stupid promise he made to Yunho and Wooyoung to get them to stop gaming and get some sleep. Truly, they were like children sometimes. After no reponse from Seonghwa for a while, Wooyoung scoffed. "If you don't get up, I'll tickle you, hyung." Seonghwa tensed at that. His cheeks flushed and he stammered, unsure what to say, before a shriek left him from Wooyoung's teasing pokes to his sheet covered tummy. It didn't tickle that much with the sheets covering him, but it still made the anticipation worse.

Wooyoung was quite the evil ler, giving Seonghwa no chance to even get up at all before sneaking his hands underneath the sheets to squeeze at the older's sides. "W-Woo, this is so unfahahair!" he laughed, legs kicking the sheets away to try and cover his own tummy with his arms.

"All you have to do is get up, hyung. I gave you a choice and you chose tickles," the younger member said with a cocky smirk on his face. "I didn't- nohohohoho don't!" Seonghwa shook his head with giggles when Wooyoung started pressing his fingers into his hips. "Okahahay! Okay, I'll get up just stohohop!"

Wooyoung chuckled and retreated his hands. "You're cute, hyung, the way you smile and blush when you get tickled is adorable. Now, pancakes!" The younger hopped out of the room, leaving a shy and flustered Seonghwa behind.

Of course, Wooyoung had to be a tattletail and tell San and Yunho about his lee mood. The second attack came after lunch, in KQ's building. San had snatched Seonghwa's phone, holding it above his head tauntingly. Now, Seonghwa was much taller than San, and he would've been able to grab his phone out of the younger boy's grip easily, if it wasn't for Yunho holding back his arms the moment he reached for it. Seonghwa, being his oblivious self, fell right into the duo's trap. "Ah, we got him!" San cheered, popping the phone back into Seonghwa's pocket.

"Yunho, San, why?" Seonghwa asked hopelessly. "Wooyoung told us you're in a lee mood, hyung. You should've seen it coming, honestly," Yunho said.

San chuckled. "Be good, and it won't take too long~ You wouldn't want someone to walk in on this, would you?" he taunted. Seonghwa blushed heavily at the revelation. Just thinking of a staff member or trainee walking in sounds like about the most embarassing thing that could happen. "You- you.. I am your hyung! You better let mehehe, pleahahahase!" Seonghwa bursted for a second time that day when San started prodding at his ribs. It was a sensitive spot. It became even worse when Yunho's free hand snuck under the fabric of the older's shirt and scratched softly at the skin, so slow and maddening.

"Don't laugh too loud, hyung, someone might hear~" Yunho teased into Seonghwa's ear, laughing when he shivered.

Soon, the three heared the automatic door open in the hallway, announcing someone's arrival. Yunho and San weren't completely cruel, so they let him go. A few seconds later, Yeosang walked in, unknowing of what had just happened in the room. He looked up at Seonghwa's dishevelled appearance.

"What happened?"

"Nothing," said the younger duo in unison.

The last attack was in the evening. Curled up in the sheets, hugging a stuffed animal, Seonghwa felt someone crawl in with him under the covers behind him. He knew it was Hongjoong.

"Hi," Seonghwa said, announcing he was still awake. "Hi," answered Hongjoong, "how was your day?"

"It was.. interesteing. Our members are mean. Especially Wooyoung, I need to get revenge sometime."

Hongjoong giggled. "You always say that, but you're too soft to go crazy on him." Seonghwa wanted to protest, but he knew Hongjoong was right. "Do you blame the members though? You're adorable, you know. You always are, but especially as a lee. It's impossible not to tickle you."

Hongjoong's fingers danced on Seonghwa's slightly exposed side, making him squeal softly. "Not t-true!"

"It is true~" the leader said, fingers moving to Seonghwa's tummy. Seonghwa giggled and squirmed. "I'm trying to sleep, you know." Hongjoong chuckled, and stopped the light tickles, and instead started to trace patterns on Seonghwa's back. "Alright, sleep well then. You deserve it."

"Goodnight, Hongie," Seonghwa muttered, face burried in his stuffie.

"Night night."

masterlist

[satanic-assistant]

Jeff and I got ready for bed together, for once. His "happy pets" as I have started calling Smile dog and Grinny cat much to their dismay, hardly ever let me see him without his jacket. Let alone his shirt entirely.

The happy pets were being suspicious; smile was a bit of a darker pink and smiling wider than normal a clear sign he was up to something, and Grinny cat wasn't being as much of a nuisance which made me think he was sick or planning something bad.

Jeff of course didn't notice, busy making"innuendos" that we both knew the happy pets would never let happen.

Getting in the bed was awkward to say the least, but we managed it with me hugging him from behind while smile was in his arms and Grinny was covering his feet, like a fuzzy rug.

It normally takes Jeff awhile to sleep but I put my hand in his hair and suddenly, gentle snores.

"you are so touch starved I swear, gum bug."

Making horrible but somehow cute pet names for each other was an inside joke, but got really mean about it sometimes especially when he was mad. He made me cry at least once and then his sadist would show, laughing at me and calling me even worse names. He never apologized for it, but I forgave him it was a joke anyway. Besides Jane walked in and threw things at Jeff and called him "twinkle toes" and he didn't let that go.

Eventually I got to sleep too. I was hoping for a nice dream, but then I heard an all too familiar voice.

"heeey there, ahem "gum bug" how're you, in my dream?"

When we heard Smile dog budge in

"the sarcasm is crippling, Jeff. Anyway Grin and I won't get in the way of you two's disgusting human acts."

And with that Smile was gone. I looked up at Jeff, who was staring at me with what can only be described as, embarrassment and obsession.

"what are you looking at-...."

I tried to snap him back to a conversation

My voice trailed away as I look down and see a very "suggestive" outfit. I look back at Jeff with the look reserved for Grinny when she tries to swipe a crispy chicken nugget from Sally.

He looks like he's fighting a very hard battle with himself, somewhere along the lines of; should I take what's been given to me, against staying in this relationship.

I tried to snap him back to a conversation.

"w- who does he think he is. We both know he isn't and can't be "fixed". So what does he mean "disgusting human acts"?!"

Jeff didn't answer, looking at me like "take what has been given" was winning. He never answered me which was very chilling to say the least.

I'm maybe slightly uncomfortable right now, I'm not really saving myself for anything or anyone, but Jeff is the kind of person you'd want experience with before trying anything out. For once he said something before me, surprising me.

"ahemmm anyyywayyyy maaaybeee we should try to wake up, though I doubt either of them would let that happen."

I kind of wanted to know what the huge change of pace was for so I asked

"W- what was that? The change of pace! One day I can't look at you without a jacket, next we have to bang!?"

Maybe I was getting hysterical but I was justified. Plus I didn't get an answer just a recognizing

"hmmmmm"

I'm getting hot and shakey now, it's a weird but exciting experience even if nothing happens.

"instead of doing anything I know I can't do, how about we just talk???"

I know he'll laugh at it but I know I can't do anything he wants.

"I guessss but you have to be in my lap, and I'm touching you. Not my fault we're here, but I'm going to take advantage of it."

I agreed and the night was eventful and slow thanks to smile's dream manipulation. We both laughed, I told him about how the twinkle toes thing made me feel, he still didn't apologize so I got annoyed at him.

"okay then Twink-le toes, see how it feels when I ignore you."

Tilting my nose up away from his face with a little puff of breath.

He grabs my face with two hands, not really helping his point, and drags my head to look at him. He was cute in some kind of e-boy or emo way, the thought making me giggle

"what're you laughin about Hug Bug~?"

I could only reply honestly through laughs.

"You look like a emo, or an e-boy, I can only see you with the-"

"I can see the-"

Bursting out into laughs again my throat almost hurting

"I can see the stupid little chains but they're coming out of your s- swe- sw-weater pocket-"

Crumpling up to hold my stomach I look at his face, he looks dramatically unamused, at least. I think he does it can hard to tell with out his eyelids and eyebrows sometimes. Nonetheless his face reads "I'm not humoring this shit, but it is kind of funny." Not being able to tell only makes me laugh even more. By the time I calm down my throat is sore and my stomach feels liquefied.

He starts saying something but I don't hear, so I responded with maybe the worst choice I could have picked.

"What did you say stupid e-boy?"

He looks absolutely enraged and I'm half afraid of getting hit, but as always he was just being as dramatic as possible.

"I swear I'm going to make you go to sleep whether you want to or not, Snot Cake."

I decided to try and match his drama.

"Oh my heart, it hurts. My vessel only used for love has been damaged to no end!"

We both continued one upping each other's dramatisms until we were yelling at nothing, I gave in because I knew he never would. I pecked a smooch on his cheek and lay down, my outfit finally changing into my own clothes signaling I was awake.

Jeff still sleeping soundly like a baby. I reached over and tried to pet his hair until Grinny walked up and demand that I feed her, I look at the near by clock it says 12:30 am. I have no idea how Jeff ever went to bed before 1:00 but I have a feeling it was a combination of be hugged for once and the head rubs.

"No Grinny it's nowhere near breakfast."

I was tired and could hear it in my voice

Grinny, being hungry voiced his complaints in BEN's voice.

"I am Hungry, I will wake Jeff up right now! Do you think I won't!? Watch me!"

I'm tired and not in the mood to hear Grinny's bs, responding to him saying.

"Do you want a treat then?"

Just to shut him up.

Both Happy pets shoot up at the word and get on to the floor ready to tail me until occupied with their late night snack.

I try to be quiet though for no real reason, most of the proxies being awake or gone anyway.

BEN was playing on his new nintendo Masky is cleaning up Hoody's room while Hoody watches. Toby is pestering EJ for nothing other than entertainment. Jane, Clockwork and the other grown women were out having a "girl's night out" which they deserve to be honest Liu, well Sully was out aswell but not for socializing, he was doing what most of the proxies did best, kill. LJ doesn't sleep often. The real concerns are Sally sleeping soundly and Slenderman passed out on the couch.

Sally is a child and Slenderman being intimidating, I'm a fairly new proxy and I don't want to piss him off too much.

I get downstairs and in the kitchen, very aware to be even more quiet than before. Getting the respective treat cans for Smile and Grinny, I prepare them and put crunchy treats on top.

About to put the bowls on the floor, Grinny plays another great prank knowing full well I'm trying to be quiet as possible.

"Heeeey We're hungry Ya'know!"

I shoot a begging look at the two of them before putting the bowls down faster and running upstairs.

Getting to the room without confrontation, I keep the door open, knowing Grinny will try to prank me again if I close it.

"hmm morning uhhh- busy bee. Where were you?"

Jeff's sleepy voice makes me fill with some kind of energy I can't explain. Swooning nonetheless I answer.

"Giving your asshole animals late night snacks."

I say in a voice more irritated than I meant to sound.

"ohh don't care, but okay."

He says with a smirk and a shrug. I pick up a pillow and smack him with it, making him jump and grab me by the waist, pulling me into his lap.

"Don't get so buzzy, Honey cake~"

I turn around and try to hit him with my hand only successful once on his thick skull.

"the damn cat threatened and then pranked me!"

I get huffy and try to melt out his grasp, again failing in that endeavor, again attempting to hit him.

"Come on slug bug, don't treat me like that."

The only thing that gets me to calm down is his voice. I push him into our previous spots on the bed only missing the happy pets. He doesn't fall asleep right away this time, but I do finally getting rest without two furry assholes pestering my dreams.

Scene sorry if it's hard to read, this is my first fanfic anyway, I hope you enjoyed it.

[softpine]

i’ve witnessed so many light-bulb moments today skdjsk

omg i’m soooo honored that you care this much 😭 this is how i imagine you right now sjdksj

i can’t answer too much publicly otherwise all the mystery would be gone, but i can answer a few things!! first, yes: caroline could only see ghosts/visions because she was pregnant with asa (and because he was visiting her -- as he says in this post, he feels like he’s to blame for the things she was seeing). second, finn and aileen are not related at all! and we will definitely find out lots more about finn, don’t worry! i’m so so happy that you’re enjoying this, thank you!! 💖💖

maaaybeee or maybe not 👀

aww i’m really glad!! do what makes you happy! 💖 also don’t be afraid to come off anon, obviously don’t feel any pressure, but i promise i don’t think anything of messages being on or off anon :)

PERHAPS jskdjs

omg i’m so sorry, was it because i forgot to tag one of those asks as camelliaspoilers? 😭 but thank you!! i’m so glad you think so!! 💖

don’t worry, i’m the same way when it comes to tv shows and stuff lmao, i always have to go read the subreddits so they can open my eyes for me sdksjs but it’s okay, everything will come together in the story (hopefully, if i can pull it off lmao) so you don’t really have to theorize about anything if you don’t want to!

omg sdksj i’m sorry, i guess i never made that super clear 😭

[writing-radionoises]

fragile ; ch 1

Ochako Uraraka is the leader of the League Of Villains with Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, and Shouto Todoroki under her wing, here to purge the world of chaos with more chaos than needed. Three third years at U.A. and one first year decide that needs to change, someone needs to pick out the weakest link, and ironically enough, it's Touya's little brother.

AO3 link

All greatness starts in tragedy, and all tragedy ends in greatness. Himiko Toga and Tomura Shigaraki, age seven abandoned in an orphanage together for their "bad" quirks with only one drive. To survive and become the greatest heroes in the world. This drive brought them together as close friends, and later, they would be adopted together and become brother and sister. Himiko and Tomura Toga. They trained most of their lives, Tomura would offer his blood to Himiko so she could test out her quirk, Himiko would learn acting abilities from Tomura and perform for money, for which she would buy dolls an such for Tomura to practice his quirk on. They were survivors from the beginning, and survival mean competition. And that is where the competition began. Even after being adopted, Himiko continued her acting career. Her talent was recognized in middle school, when she had to take a student's place and decided to do so by using her quirk. She was recognized and put into quirk training classes after school, evoking jealousy in Tomura, an later throwing in rage when she was put into U.A. upon recommendation. There were fights among the Togas, and later, therapy was involved. Years of them tormenting each other every time the other got one upped. And it only continued into U.A. after Tomura was accepted. Yet, Himiko and Tomura were always in the same friends group, like twins. They both seemed close to the first year recommendation student, and they both had interest in the mysterious Todoroki in their class. And that is now it begins, this is how Himiko Toga, Tomura Toga, Touya Todoroki, and Momo Yaoyorozu planned on bringing the villains down. There was a slam of files on the desk from Tomura, Himiko watched Momo jump in surprise. She was young an not used to Tomura's aggressiveness, unlike Himiko who had grown up with Tomura threatening to disintegrating her. Himiko's yellow eyes widened, clicking his tongue, "What's this shit?" "Watch your mouth," Touya mumbled, brushing some of his red hair behind his ear. "Watch yours," Himiko answered, followed by her usual childish giggle so he'd know she was teasing him. Tomura rolled his eyes an scratched his neck, "These are the files on the villains we know of. There was an attack last night and one of them blew up the fucking orphanage we grew up in, took the kids with them, though. Still, fills me with a sense of dread..." Himiko's smile dropped as well as her head when she heard that. "Oh... That sounds horrible," Momo replied, there was concern in her eyes, though Himiko wasn't looking. Her entire three years at the orphanage were flashing before her eyes, and when you looked at Tomura, you could see he was going through the same. Touya broke the silence, "This needs to end, and fast. I guess, if the pro heroes won't do anything... I guess third years are second best." Tomura nodded along, "Todoroki, I'm depending on you to form a plan since you seem to be the only one who common sense here," he said, glaring at Himiko, who rolled her eyes. "At least I come up with pla-" "Togas, pipe down," Touya interrupted, to which both Tomura and Himiko complied. "Well," Momo started, "They've attempted to destroy the league from the outside, before, and there have been no results. I say we use Himiko-san's quirk to our advantage." Touya nodded along, "We need to pick out the weakest link. If we can capture the weakest, Himiko can take their blood an their place, destroy from the inside." Himiko's eyes widened as she clapped along, "I'm sooo down for this!" Tomura rolled his eyes before passing the files around, "Okay, you guys take a look at this shit." "Stop cursing in front of the first year, Toga," Touya responded, taking one of the files into his hands. "Please refrain from talking to me like I'm five," Momo added on, and Tomura chuckled. Himiko opened the file she got, the file for Ochako Uraraka. "'Ochako Uraraka, otherwise known as Uravity, age fifteen.' She's Momo's age..." Himiko started, and she watched Momo lift her head up in interest, "'Her quirk is Zero Gravity, anything she touches she can manipulate the gravity of. She's the leader of the League Of Villains and doesn't appear often. She's known to be more of a backup plan. From what we've seen of her, she's determined and focused.' She would be hard to capture and manipulate." Touya nods, though Momo has a horrified look on her face, "She's my age and she's already a villain..." Tomura pats on her on the back while Touya speaks up, "'Izuku Midoriya, otherwise known as Deku, age fifteen. No known quirk, he seems to be quirkless. Based on his mother, it's known that he was driven off the age due to bullying for being quirkless when he finally snapped. Much like Uravity, he is cold and determined, an always on guard, he's also unusually flexible. He is one of the front line villains,'" the red haired male said, "While being quirkless would be to Himi-chan's advantage, capturing Deku would be difficult, though. Apparently, he shares a connection with everyone in the League, and rumored to be very physically powerful. Possible second choice, though." "Mmm," Himiko said, shrugging then giggling, "You called me Himi-chan..." Touya gives a slight smile, but Momo cuts in. Clearly, she has had enough of Himiko messing around with her older brother figures. "'Katsuki Bakugo, otherwise known as Explosion or Kacchan by Deku. Age sixteen. His quirk is Explosion, he can create explosions from his hands and they get more powerful the more he sweats. He's known to be the protector of the League and especially tends to whisk Frostbite when he gets too panicked in battle. He's rude and stubborn, sometimes even his own teammates don't like him. He's known to yell quite a bit and argue with Deku. Not much is known about his story outside of the fact that he was born an illegitimate child an adopted his aunt, who was later killed in a quirk accident.'" "So, basically he's a bitch," Himiko said, and Tomura scoffed. "You sure are blunt," he said. "You are, too!" "Togas!" Touya interrupted once again, and the siblings hushed up again. Tomura spoke up again, "Guess it's my turn," he said, scratching his neck once again, "Shouto, unknown last name, otherwise known as Frostbite, he's just barely fifteen." Touya perked up, though didn't say anything. "He's Endeavor's killer..." Momo mumbled. "'His quirk is Half Hot and Half Cold, his left side uses fire and his right is ice. He never uses his left for unknown reasons. Shouto is almost never seen on the battleground, likely because he is known to be panicky and anxious. Frostbite is known to always be shaking, and frequently gives himself frostbite from overusing his quirk. Which is often why Explosion comes to his rescue often. It is also known that Frostbite is blind in his left eye.'" "Is there a picture?" Touya asks, and Tomura raises an eyebrow though nods, passing the file over. The ginger looks over the file carefully, his blue eyes wide before he as spoke up, his voice was much louder than usual, so much that it scared Himiko. "That's my little brother, holy shit." There was a noticeable pause in the room, silence that Himiko broke. "Your brother?! Touya, you never told me you had siblings!" Momo was glancing between everyone at the table before she spoke up, "That means... He killed his own father..." Tomura didn't say anything, though Touya eventually threw down the file and began to explain. "It's... It's not as bad as you think, there are things about mine and Shouto's past that are not written on paper that was hidden away, that people probably tried to cover up... My father was abusive. My siblings and I were all born of a quirk marriage, my father bought my mother in order to conceive of child of a perfect split between his quirk and my mother's. Shouto was that child, though when he was born, he was not... Treated well. Enji began training Shouto at age five, he'd beat him until he threw up or passed out, he'd beat my mother in front of him. I... I took some of it, too, when I was young, I was the first child and the first mistake, occasionally he hurt me, too. Still, he'd burn Shouto and force him to use his left side. Mother snapped and poured boiling water over his left eye, so that's why he's blind, mother was put into a mental hospital afterwards. I was cut off from him when he was about seven, so I don't know about anything after that, but I can only guess that after that, it only got worse..." There was silence, though Himiko could hear her brother scratching his neck and biting his lip. "If we have information on him and he's rather anxious, taking him would be rather easy, though it might just break him..." Tomura said. "It might just have to be a chance we're willing to take, Touya," Himiko said, "With your help, I can easily get his personality and maybe, just maaaybeee, we can actually conv-" "Himiko, hush, there's someone nearby," Tomura cut in, and the entire room went silent as Tomura covered his eyes out of instinct, maybe to help him hear better. "Who is it?" Himiko whispered. "I don't know! I can only sense a presence not who it fucking is!" Tomura whisper yelled. "Togas!" Touya whisper yelled back. Himiko's dorm room went silence for another five minutes until Tomura uncovered his eyes and glanced around. "Himiko, I think we have a spy among us."

[yodawgiherd]

Get Ready For The Next Battle

Rating : M

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Yo i just noticed that next chapter is number 69, i ain't gonna pass that opportunity up. I'm so going to unleash the depths of my depravity. . . . im 12 btw ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

“C’mon baby, one more set, you can do it!”

Motivated by his beautiful personal cheerleader, Eren mobilized his remaining strength, pushing with all his might to finish the last few crutches, but his muscles were completely exhausted, and with a groan he let go, falling back on the bench.

“I can’t.. I can’t…”, rolling off the pad, Eren stood up on his slightly trembling legs, bending over to gulp in air. Damn he was beat. Behind him, Mikasa took his place, effortlessly beginning another set of her perfectly fluid movements, her rhythmic breathing suggesting that she was still far from her limits. Sitting down on the machine next to hers, Eren watched her, not completely understanding where the hell she took the energy from. His stomach hurt just from watching her, but Mikasa showed no signs of slowing down, finishing the set and taking a quick breather before the next one.

“You okay? Hope I didn’t exhaust you too much.”, she asked, a tiny hint of mockery in her voice, making Eren frown at her. Today’s workout was kinda insane, and Eren couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t her way of paying him back for the play from few days back, her way of showing that while she’s perfectly fine with submitting to him in the bedroom, in terms of physical abilities Mikasa’s still far superior to him. Then again, if she felt the need to assure herself of her skills, Eren was more than okay with that. The playtimes were totally worth having his ass handed to him at the gym.

“You know, not everyone has a set of pistons in their midriff.”

She arched an eyebrow at him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”, pushing himself up, Eren loomed above her, running his palm over the defined ridges of her stomach, revealed by the cropped top she usually wore for her workouts. Even after all these years, it still fascinated him, the way he could feel the shape of every single one under his fingers, and it was needless to say that Eren certainly approved her choice of gym attire. “Pretty sure that your abs have their own abs at this point.”

“That’s not how muscles work, Doctor.”

Not feeling like arguing with her, Eren decided on a surprise attack instead, pressing a kiss to her midriff instead. The hitched breath he heard was just what he was looking for.

“You were saying?”

Rolling away from him, half because this part of her workout was done, half because she wanted to hide her giggle, Mikasa stood up, stretching. Her eyes looked all around the gym, before finally settling on her boyfriend, squatting on the floor. She came closer, smoothing a few strands of hair that escaped his bun from Eren’s face, lazily smiling down at him.

“How are your energy reserves?”

Standing up to mirror her, he was the taller one now, very much enjoying the illusion of power it gave him.

“Is that a challenge?”

“Maaaybeee..”, she drew the word out, dragging a singular finger down his jaw. Such a simple touch, yet it managed to make his pulse race. Her arms sneaked around Eren’s neck, and Mikasa’s lips, now dangerously close to his ear, caressed the skin there as she spoke. “I want you to….”

Eren was completely immersed in her little game now, ignoring that they were still in the gym, with people around, and Levi just a few meters away, sitting in his office. Those facts simply flew away from his head, replaced by the way her body felt, pressed against his, firm but soft in the right places, how silky her porcelain skin was under the tips of his fingers. Few words, the right touch, and Mikasa had him completely under her spell, and he was more than ready to go along with any crazy plan she was about to whisper to him.

“…fight me.”, she finished, slipping out of his hug and walking towards the ring, leaving him slightly confused and sporting a very unfortunate hard-on. Ah well, seems like the fun must wait, he thought to himself, following her, mentally doing his best to divert the blood from the crotch area. When he finally caught up, Mikasa was already preparing herself, punching the air, doing quicksteps, the routine that Eren knew intimately, but it still made him wonder just how fast the woman can move.

“I won’t go easy on you.”, Eren did try to sound tough, but judging from Mikasa’s smug smile, she wasn’t very intimidated.

“Give it your best.”

Nodding at him, she took her fighting stance, and Eren followed suit, steeling himself. They were both tired from the complete workout, so technically, he had a better chance than usual, but still. Mikasa was Mikasa. Well, time to prove himself. Knowing that he has no chance if he lets her keep the distance, Eren danced to the left, blocking few or Mikasa’s testing punches, looking for a chance, an opening. Ducking under a blow, he spotted one, charging forward and grabbing her waist, making them both fall on the ground together, tangled in a heap. With some luck, Eren managed to come out on top, using his weight to pin her down.

“I’ve got you now.”, he growled, making Mikasa stop in her efforts and look at him, arching an eyebrow.

“Do you now?”

Her body suddenly twisted in his grasp, like a snake, pulling him down with strength that he had no chance of resisting. With a defeated groan, Eren folded, and they switched positions, with Mikasa now triumphantly looming over him, knees pressing into his arms, keeping them grounded, while his face was caged in from both sides by her thighs. The position even allowed her to keep her own arms crossed over her chest, giving the position quite a dominant feeling.

“You were saying?”, she repeated his words from a few minutes ago, apparently very satisfied with herself. When Eren didn’t reply, frowning up at her, she giggled, reaching down to boop his nose.

“This is the part where you surrender, puppy.”, she informed him after.

But Eren shook his head.

“Nope.”

“Baby,”, she increased the pressure for a short time, signifying how helpless he was right now. “you lost. Surrender.”

“Nah.”

“Eren….”

“Maybe I’ll just stay here, the view is pretty great.”

“So what, you’ll just be under me for the rest of your life?”

“There are much worse ways to go than being choked to death by the legs of a beautiful woman.”

Lacking the words or appropriate reaction to answer that, Mikasa gave up, shuffling back until she was straddling his waist instead, gesturing for Eren to sit up. And he did, massaging his neck, because even with all the strong talk on his part, Mikasa thighs had quite a grip.

“Not going to fulfill my wish then?”

“Can’t do that, I’d miss you too much.”

“Hmm, I suppose I should thank you for your mercy.”

She nodded.

“That would be appropriate.”

Deciding on a non-verbal approach, Eren kissed her, and judging from the way she returned his affection it was the right move. The simple touch of lips soon spiraled into something way more feral, as fighting together always got their blood pumping, and it would hardly be the first time that their workout would end up in a more…. intimate physical activity. Angling her head, licking into his mouth, Mikasa seemed more than happy with how their evening was progressing, but before anything could really happen, another voice cut into their moment.

“Look, I’m not a professional anymore, but I’m kinda sure that this is not how a fight is supposed to look like.”

Hearing Levi’s voice while having his hands around Mikasa triggered Eren’s flight instincts, but with her weight still comfortably sitting in his lap, he couldn’t do much. On her part, Mikasa didn’t even try to stand up, looking over her boyfriend’s shoulder at her brother, who regarded them with a partly disgusted face.

“Levi, you need something?”

“First of all, I’d really appreciate if you didn’t start fucking in the middle of my gym.”, that statement made Eren blush, but Mikasa didn’t seem to care much, shrugging.

“Cool. Something else?”

“Your friend called, Jean, said that you talked about some advertisement? Internet or some shit, couldn’t really understand what he was saying.”

“Oh yeah,”, with Eren still under her, slowly accepting his role as a chair, Mikasa scratched the back of her neck, recalling the details of her conversation with Jean, “he said that he can set us up a profile on Instagram or Facebook, get us rolling. I think it’s worth giving it a shot, but you should be the one with the final decision on this matter.”

“How nice of you, letting me decide about my own gym.”

“Yup, I’m just that amazing.”

“All right, fine, I’ll set a meeting with the guy. Good thinking brat.”

Turning, seemingly ready to go back to his own business, Levi took a few steps before stopping himself and turning back to face her.

“Uhm… For this promotion thing, we’ll probably need to snap some pictures, right?”

“Obviously.”

Anyone could take those, but now that her brother mentioned it, Mikasa got an idea. She was spending a lot of her time working with a full set of professionals lately, wasn’t she?

“I could ask someone from Dot’s crew to cover us, if you want.”, she offered, but to her surprise, Levi shook his head.

“I already got someone in mind.”

“Do I know him?”, she asked, but all he did was look away and mutter something she couldn’t catch.

“Or her?”, she tried again, this time making her brother blush very slightly.

Opting not to answer, Levi started moving again, walking away at a brisk pace. With him disappearing back into his office, Mikasa redirected her attention back to Eren, smiling.

“Now where were we?”

But when she moved in for the kiss, Eren leaned backwards, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry Miki, but I’m not sure I can continue with Levi right behind my back.”, risking a quick look towards the office, he sighed, “Dude still scares me sometimes.”

A minor setback, one Mikasa decided she would overcome, no matter what. Levi wouldn’t cockblock her, well, Eren technically, she had no intention of letting him come between her and her pleasure. The days of her big brother banging on the door of her room, asking what the hell is going on were over. To be honest, it happened only once, and she and Eren were way too loud back then, but the point remained. Standing up, she pulled Eren upright, not letting go of his hand as she began walking in the direction of the changing room.

“Where are we going?”, her victim wondered, stumbling after her, as the tempo she set was rather a swift one.

“I need a shower.”, Mikasa stated, not even looking back to see Eren’s reaction. She was rather sure that it would be a happy one. “And I was wondering if you would be so kind as to wash my back?”

If there was one place Levi surely won’t bother them, it was the bathroom. So, leaning forward, Eren whispered his reply into her ear.

“Lead the way.”

The water was cold, but Mikasa’s body was warm, pressed against his, more than making up for it. Her hands were tangled in his hair, which was finally left hanging free, same as hers, the workout bun and ponytail removed. His own fingers were on a mission, traveling over her chiseled back, down the perfect curve of her spine, and finally reaching that bountiful land of her ass, where he could really dig his fingers in and… She hissed in pain, recoiling from his touch, which in turn made him stop immediately.

“Miki? What’s wrong? Did I do something?”

“No, it’s all right, just…”, she looked up, an uneasy expression on her face, “Don’t grope it that much, not yet.”

Curious, he leaned forward, following the path he made with his hands with eyes instead, wanting to see how he caused the discomfort. The bruises on her backside surprised him, the hand-shaped mark on the left cheek especially, but it wasn’t that hard to do a quick memory jog and discover the cause.

“Did I do that?”, he asked, although he of course already knew the answer.

Mikasa rolled her eyes at him.

“No, of course not. It was Mr. Incognito.”

“Right. The bastard, he can’t keep getting away with this.”

But while talking was all fun and stuff, there were other things she came here to do, so Mikasa tapped Eren’s chest, redirecting his attention back from her rear to her face.

“Back to work, soldier. And easy on the ass, that’s an order.”

“Yes ma’am.”

It still felt unreal sometimes, having the dream they worked on for so long actually finished, solid, a thing you could touch with your hands. It was like yesterday, when Sasha barged into his house, presenting her grand idea to him, but here they stood, all of them, the big circle of his friends that made the dream come true. Running his palms over the smooth wooden surface of the counter, Armin made his way into the main room, where everyone was gathered, waiting for… well, something, because judging from the looks on their faces, they didn’t seem to comprehend the situation either.

“It’s done then?”, Carla voiced everyone’s unspoken question, getting Armin’s attention. But before he could answer, the door opened and Sasha appeared, smiling radiantly, while Connie walked in behind her with his usual stoic expression.

“Yes it is! As of today, our bar is finally….”, she stopped in the middle of the room, throwing her hands above her head in celebration, “finished!”

When no one reacted, as the group simply exchanged looks, save for Eren who pulled Mikasa closer with the hand he had coiled around her waist, and whispered something in her ear, grinning. She giggled, and swatted his shoulder playfully, but that was hardly the approval Sasha was looking for.

“This is the part where you clap.”, she informed everyone in the room, frowning.

Round of applause later, started by Armin, Sasha finally smiled, gesturing for the group to calm down.

“Now, since we are all gathered here, I would like to take this opportunity to express my thanks. We would have never done it if it wasn’t for you.”

“Where our money?”, someone called, jokingly, making everyone laugh.

“Your long hours without any compensation have come to an end however,”, Sasha continued, “as with the bar finished, me, Connie and Armin, the triumvirate of owners, have decided that it’s time to reward you all. Before we officially open, there will be a day, only for us, and we will do something special together.”

She took a small break, to heighten the anticipation.

“A tournament!”

“…. In what?”, asked Jean, confused just like the rest of them.

“Tekken! The fighting game everyone enjoys.”

Now everyone might have been a bit of a stretch, because while Eren, Mikasa and Jean looked very happy with the choice, others were not exactly ecstatic. It kind of made sense, as the tournament was Eren’s idea in the first place, and he supplied both the console and the game.

“You can count me out.”, Levi shook his head, “I don’t play games.”

“Pussy.”, murmured Hange next to him, but he decided not to react to such cheap provocations.

“I won’t play either.”, Carla chimed in, “But I’ll watch for sure.”

“Oh c’mon guys, it will be fun!”, feeling the need to lift spirits, Connie stepped forward, “I don’t really do stuff like that either, but I’m willing to give it a go. The evening won’t be just that, you can drink, sing karaoke, play darts or pool, whatever you want. Just think of it as a test drive for everything, to see if it works.”

A bit of ruckus later, everyone, save for Levi, seemed to come to terms that it was happening, and the overall mood improved. Hange was furiously abusing the screen of her phone, apparently deep in her research already. Connie, the master of manipulating public opinion.

“We’re gonna give everyone a week while we hammer out the tiniest details left, and you guys better go and start practicing.”, he pointed at the happy gamer trio, “You don’t want to lose to these dorks do you.”

“You’re so going down.”, Eren whispered to Mikasa’s ear, smirking.

“Just like at the gym?”, she teased back, watching in satisfaction as his ears turned a tiny bit red, the memories of the fight and especially what followed coming back.

“One last thing….”, Connie raised his voice to get everyone’s attention back, “If you want to bring someone, anyone, do it, because we need to be ready for a full house. That’s all.”

Sitting on a table, Armin rubbed his chin, thinking. He did know someone who could come, but would she?

“Doc, before we start, I have a question.”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“There’s another thing going down at the bar, the one I partially own. We have a small celebratory party, before opening, and I was thinking…. Would you come?”

“Well this feels like a déjà vu. Didn’t you ask me the same thing before Halloween?”, Hitch pointed out, watching Armin shrug.

“I did. But you enjoyed the thing, didn’t you?”

Oh yes, very much so. And she connected with Jean at the party, that was a nice bonus.

“You know what? Fine, I’ll come. I don’t have to dress as anything this time though, do I?”

“No,”, Armin smiled, “but there is something else.”

Hitch gestured for him to go on.

“There’s a tournament in Tekken, in the evening. You could take part.”

“Ehh, fighting games? I was never a big fan of those. I’m more of a Sims type of a girl.”

“It’s happening in a week, so, take your time, think about it. You don’t have to play If you don’t want to.”

“All right.”, she nodded, taking her notes from the table, “Now with that out of the way, can we start?”

Shifting a bit on the sofa, finding the most comfortable position, Armin nodded. Nodding back, Hitch began their session.

“Tell me about your week then.”

“Darius Zackly! Long time no hear friend.”

“Dude, I’m so fucking sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

“I told you I’ll squeeze you in between Christmas and new year, right? And it’s been months and I haven’t even called you. Man, work was just freaking insane, and add my permanently nagging wife to the mix and…”

“Hey, it’s fine, there’s no rush.”

“Well I still feel like an asshole. Do you still have the customs for me?”

“Yep, totally. Need to talk with you about a few things.”

“Great. Listen, is next week okay? You can drop by anytime and I promise on my grave, actually no, on my wife’s grave, that I will make time for you.”

“That’s perfect. See you next week?”

“See ya.”

The call ended with a click, and Eren put down the phone, grinning in satisfaction. There were a lot of stuff he needed to discuss with his gear provider, as his mind was running rather wild lately, with all the possibilities and things that could be done…. He could always just blame the shortened work hours, because with a lot of free time on his hands, the ideas just kept coming and coming.

“Who was that?”, Mikasa called from the kitchen, where she was working on their dinner. She volunteered to cook, as Eren was usually the one doing it, and told him that she needs no help, to just go and sit his ass down. Well, Eren wouldn’t argue with that, so as per her wish, he sat down, fiddling with his thumbs while she worked.

“A friend.”, he replied, not wanting to spoil the surprise.

“A friend huh? Do I know him?”

“Maybe you do. Maybe you don’t”

“Is talking straight too hard for you?”, she sighed, turning the meat, “Or did the fear or getting your ass kicked in the tournament already darkening your brain.”

Eren snorted.

“Oh please. I’ll school you so hard, you have no idea.”

For reasons unknown, Mikasa laughed upon hearing that.

“Funny that you would use that word.”

“What word?”

“School.”

“And why is that funny?”

Now it was her turn to be all smug and mysterious.

“You’ll see baby.”

She turned her attention back to the cooking, and Eren was left wondering just what the hell she had planned. Oh well, nothing to do but wait for it anyway. He can handle it, whatever it is.

Hopefully.

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First Time For Everything: 2

A/N- not following the prompts again.  This is part of the Major Life backstory.  Also, shaking the rust off this a bit.  I ran into a wall this summer and this was the last thing I was working on prior.  So, I’m hoping that finishing this represents me starting to write again.  Yay!

Words: 3400

Rating: M

Part 1 

Major Life Master Post

“Kristoff!”

Anna jumped back from the plate as the ball caught in the net behind her.  “You’re going to hit me!”

“I am not!”

“That ball was coming right for me.”  

“It wasn’t.”

“Yes it was!”

“You’re the one who told me to throw you a curve ball!”  

“Yeah, but not that fast!”

Kristoff’s shoulders slumped.  “I can’t throw it any slower and still make the ball curve.”

“Well, you should try a little harder!”  Anna watched as Kristoff threw his hands up.  She pounded the bat down at the ground harder than necessary a few times feeling it reverberate uncomfortably in her arms.  “I saw it.  It was too close!  IT WOULD HAVE HIT ME KRISTOFF!”

Kristoff cocked his head to the side as he looked at her.  “Do you really think I would have let the ball hit you?”

“…No.”  Anna kicked her foot into the dirt.  “I’m just not that good at this.  Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea.”

Kristoff’s face morphed into a sympathetic smile and he stepped off the mound.  He jogged up to her, facing her squarely and ran his hands up and down her arms.  “Hey, all those balls in the outfield suggest otherwise.”

Anna shrugged.  “That’s because you were throwing them easy for me.”

“First of all, everyone has to start somewhere.  And second, besides the curve ball, I was not throwing the ball as easy as I could.  Not anywhere close.  You’ve got a good eye.  …and some power.  Did you see how far some of those ball flew?  Your contact between the bat and ball is impressive.”

Anna gave him a half smile.  “A couple of those did feel good when I hit them.”

“See!”  Kristoff bent down and kissed the tip of her nose.  “It was a good first time.  What do you say?  Want to be done for the night?”

“No way!  We haven’t even done what I asked you to show me in the first place.”

“What’s that?”

“To pitch!  The real way!  Remember?’

Kristoff held his hands out holding back a laugh.  “Oh yes.  You may have mentioned it a few times.”

“So, show me!”

“This way then.”  He gestured back to the pitcher’s mound then put his hand gently on Anna’s lower back as they walked over. “You don’t have to try to learn all this if you aren’t interested.  You know that, right? It doesn’t matter to me if you don’t.”

“That is very sweet of you, but I find this fascinating.  Yes, I’ll admit the games can get a little long, especially after you get pulled.  But the more you tell me about the game, the more interesting it gets.”

They stepped up on the mound.  Kristoff reached down for one of the balls in the bucket.  “Okay, so this is regulation distance from home plate.  You have to be able to get it past there without it bouncing for it to count.”

“Sounds easy enough.  How far away are we from home plate?”

“Sixty feet.”

“Sixty feet?!”

“And 6 inches, but who’s counting.”

“It doesn’t look so far away from the stands.”  Anna paused. “Maaaybeee this wasn’t one of my better ideas.  You know, it’s getting late.  We could just go.”

She went to take a step, but his hand was on her shoulder.  “Hey, you can do this.”  Anna turned back and was met with that grin that always melted her.  “Besides, you have me to help.  You’re at an advantage already!”

Anna laughed at his enthusiasm.  It hit her at how far they’d come in such a short time.  There was a lightness now to Kristoff that she absolutely loved seeing and the idea that she could bring that part of him out practically made her giddy.  She reminded herself there wasn’t anyone here but the two of them.  So what if she wouldn’t be able to throw the ball more than five feet?  They were here to have fun.  That was the whole point.

She straightened her shoulders, standing as tall as she could.  “Okay. You’re right.  How hard can it be?  I got this!”  Anna went up on her tip toes and kissed Kristoff’s cheek.  “Thank you for teaching me.  I can’t think of anything better we could be doing right now than this.  Can you?”

“…No.”  Kristoff’s face was flushed and he quickly averted his eyes, looking for something to busy himself with.  He spotted the glove he had bought Anna earlier and reached down for it.  “Here, you’ll want this.  Best to learn from the get go to throw with it so you don’t have to get used to wearing it later.”

Kristoff shoved the glove in front of Anna.   She took it then pointed at his other hand, still clutching the ball.  “Are you going to teach me to throw that thing or what?”

That grin was back on Kristoff’s face.  “Let’s go,” he said, tossing the ball to Anna.  “Show me how you grip it.”  Anna adjusted her fingers then held out the ball with a grip as close to what she thought was similar to how Kristoff held it.  He gave her an approving nod.  “That’ll work.”

“Okay!  What next?  Do I just toss it or…”

“Hold on a second.  First an important question.”

“What’s that?”

“What do you want to learn to throw?  A lob or heat?”

Anna grinned back at him.  “Heat.”

“That’s my girl.”  Kristoff’s face was warm and caring.  Anna noticed his eyes hold onto her.  She tilted her head coyly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.  Her movements broke Kristoff’s gaze, blinking quickly then looking away as to gather his thoughts.  He quickly recovered, focusing back.  “So, ah… let’s see.  To start, pitching is all in the hips.  If you can get that right, you’re half way there. Turn sideways.  No, the other way.  Wait.  Here, let me show you.” Kristoff stopped Anna’s nonsensical twisting and placed his hands on her shoulders.  He turned her away from him, keeping his hands firmly on her as he squared her shoulder towards the net.  “…and point that hip directly towards the plate.”

Anna felt his hands trail down from her shoulders, along her arms before brushing along her sides then settling on her hips.  His touch was so gentle as he moved, but his grip on her hips was confident and firm as he guided her body to his liking.  He could mold and move her entire body without blinking an eye.  The thought of his strong hands pressed into her made Anna shudder.  

“Like this?”  Anna turned swayed her hips back and forth, pushing back against him at the same time.  She turned head to look up at him, flashing the most innocent smile she could muster.

His arms flew to his side, stock straight as he took a step back.  “Perf-“ Kristoff stopped as his voice cracked.  Anna giggled as the flush of his cheeks moved down to his neck and under his shirt.  He took a moment to compose himself then acted as if nothing happened.  “Perfect. Now move your feet shoulder width apart.”

“Got it.  Oh wait!  Let me get my serious face on like you when you are up here.”  Anna’s hand gripped the ball in her glove and she pulled them her chest.  She pursed her lips and furrowed her eyebrows.  

“That’s called concentration.”

“I’m Mr. Serious pitching guy.  I will stare you down and bring fear to all that step up to the plate.”

“You’re pushing your luck now.”

“Just getting my game face on.  I’m ready.  Proceed.”

Kristoff took a step back and crossed his arms.  “Alright then. Throw it.”

“That’s it?”

“I want to see your form so I can correct what’s wrong.  Go ahead. It’s only sixty feet.”

“And six inches,” Anna mumbled under her breath.  

If Kristoff wanted to see her throw the ball, that’s exactly what she was going to do.  She straightened her back, looking as serious as possible and lifted her front knee as high as she could.  Anna wasn’t exactly sure why she was doing that, but it was what Kristoff and all the other pitchers did, so best to follow suit.  

“Stop.”

Anna nearly tumbled over trying to get a look at Kristoff.  He stood there, arms still crossed, looking as serious as ever.  Although she could swear he was holding back a smile when she looked at him again after regaining her footing.

“What?”

“You’re going to kill yourself doing that.”

“Then what am I supposed to do?”

“Just keep both feet on the ground and do what feels natural.  Try it again.  Without forcing anything.”

Anna reset on the mound trying to remember what Kristoff had told her.  She threw the ball this time as hard as she could.  The second it left her hand, Anna knew she let go too soon.  The ball took a high arch landing halfway to home plate.  It bounced several times before rolling pathetically a few more feet until it stopped at the clay in front of home plate.

Her face fell until she looked over at Kristoff, who was grinning ear to ear.

“That was great, babe!”

“It… it was?”

“Yes!  Did you see how straight you threw it?”

“Oh.  Okay.”

Kristoff moved closer.  “Want to try again?”

“Sure.”

Kristoff had Anna act as if she was going to throw the ball several times, slowly starting her wind up all the way through to when she should release the ball.  Each time, Kristoff guided her body, turning it at the exact time she needed.  They were so close, Kristoff’s breath ghosted along the back of her neck.  Her skin jumped at each of his touches as his body pressed flush against hers.  She let out a frustrated sigh every time he stepped back.

There was still the part of Anna that wanted to improve too.  She let that take over and on the last throw, the ball moved solidly, crossing over the plate and hitting the back of the net.

Anna jumped.  “Yes!  I did it!  Kristoff did you see that?”  

She noticed he had come up to her, so she turned and leaped into his arms. Anna reached with both her hands to his face and grinned.  

“I did!  Babe, that was great!”

Kristoff was so close, that Anna didn’t even think when she moved closer to kiss him.  He returned the kiss, holding her right there on the field.  His arms loosened and Anna slowly slid down until her feet were on the ground.

“I knew I could do the basebally thing,” she said between kisses.

“A natural.” Kristoff ran his fingers through Anna’s hair as she pulled their bodies together.

When they pulled back, both were out of breath.  Kristoff leaned his forehead against Anna’s.

“What do you want to do now?”

“I want you to take me back to your place.”

  -----

 Her back was against the door as Kristoff kissed down Anna’s neck. It had taken some time to wrangle all the balls from the field and get the net locked up.   They kept stealing glances at each other and whenever Anna would catch Kristoff’s eyes on her, he’d offer her a quick, almost flustered grin before he set his focus back to picking up all loose balls.

They were quiet the entire ride back to his apartment.  Anna felt the waves of excitement building the closer they got.  Kristoff seemed intent on keeping his focus to his driving, but his hand was in hers the entire time.  

They had kept it together the walk up to the apartment.  But the second the door clicked closed, he was on her. When his teeth nipped at her as he moved his mouth back up to her jaw, a soft moan escaped her lips.  Kristoff paused and Anna could feel his smug smile spreading across her neck.  Emboldened, Anna pulled him as close as she could pushing her hips against his.  She was testing him, pushing him as she always seemed to be doing lately and searching for his reaction.

He’d always back off at his point, slowing her down and finding a distraction.  She knew why. Had for a long time.  Him blurting out his feelings for her a few weeks back only confirmed her suspicions.  She knew that feeling.  It was intense and admittedly a little scary.  Anna didn’t know it was possible to feel this strongly about someone.  

They finally sat down to talk, not even a week ago.  Anna set the expectations, stating they were going to talk about it.  Like adults, she said.  Rational, she told him, even though she couldn’t stop staring at his mouth the whole time wanting it blaze a heated trail on her skin.  She told him that night his feelings were reciprocated. The look of relief on Kristoff’s face made her want to cry that he had been under so much torment.  Instead she leaned forward, kissing him with everything she had, needing to show Kristoff how much she meant to him.  Their rational discussion quickly dissolved into making out on the couch.  She could only wonder how far it would have gone if they hadn’t been interrupted by Sven coming home for the night.

But this time was different.  His kisses only intensified, unrestrained in a way Anna hadn’t felt before. When he finally pulled back, they were both breathing deep.  The look on Kristoff eyes gave him away.  He wanted her, but was waiting for her okay to move farther.

Anna pushed at his chest and he stepped back, not breaking eye contact and giving her the smile that melted her.  She took several steps forward, guiding him through the room to their destination.  Kristoff leaned down, kissing her as he continued to follow her lead.

“Sven?”  Kristoff called out.  He stripped off his flannel, throwing it on the couch.  Anna followed suit, tossing her purse next to it and pulling off her shoes.

“Hey, asshole!  Are you here?”

They both waited for a response.   After hearing nothing, Anna went up on her tiptoes and leaned into his ear.  

“Looks like we have the place to ourselves.”

“I believe we do.”

“And what are you going to do about it?”

He answered her by leading her to his bedroom.

It wasn’t what Anna expected.  Well, at first it was, them both frantically grabbing at clothes and tugging at them awkwardly, not being able to get them off fast enough.  But when Kristoff laid her down on his bed it all slowed.

“Anna, you’re so beautiful,” he murmured, taking her all in.

No one had ever called her that before.  She went to protest, but the look in his eyes stopped her.  They were filled with adoration and Anna knew right then he was speaking the truth.  She reached for him and brought him down into a deep kiss.

Her made her come first, ignoring his pleasure as she felt his hard length against her thigh.  As soon as Anna came back to her senses, pulling him over her, inviting him in.  Kristoff hesitated, asking if she was okay, if she was ready and it took her bucking her hips up to him to finally convince him to move.

When he entered her, Anna gasped.  She felt so full, so complete and she didn’t know it was possible for sex to feel so good.  Kristoff was kissing her, moving wherever he could find skin.  She watched him.  He was taking his time, savoring every moment, loving her.  That’s when it hit her for the first time.  

Kristoff loves me.

Anna could see it in his eyes, with every move he made.  He loves me, he loves me, he loves me.  The mantra filled her thoughts like a sweet melody.  She clung to him, tracing the definition of his muscles, so strong, yet warm and gentle at the same time.

All too soon, Kristoff’s release came.  He held himself partly over her.  Anna ran her hands over his arms and noticed he was trembling.  She looked up at him.  His whole body was shivering, his breath shaky and his brow squeezed his eyes tight as he struggled to keep himself under control. Anna brushed his hair from his forehead.

Her touch made Kristoff pause.  He opened his eyes and smiled.

“I love you.  God, Anna I love you so much.”  

She caressed his cheek and returned his smile.  “I love you too, Kristoff.”

 Anna slipped back in bed.  It was still early and she wanted to enjoy a few more hours snuggled up against Kristoff.  She had sought out her favorite sweatshirt of Kristoff’s throwing it on before jumping back into bed.  Her movements roused Kristoff.  He draped his arm over her, pulling her closer.  Anna felt him kiss on the exposed part of her shoulder.

“Stealing my shirt again, I see.”

“It’s my favorite.  You don’t have a game today, so you don’t need it.  Which means its fair game for me to wear.”

“I still need it back, so don’t get any ideas about taking it with you.”

Anna gave him as big of a pout as she could then rested her head on his chest.  “It smells like you.”

“What about the one I gave you?”

“This one’s softer.”

Kristoff chuckled then kissed the top of her head.  “Tell you what.  I don’t need it after the season’s over with.  If you agree not to try to take it now, its all yours then.”

She gave him a triumphant grin.  “Deal!”

Anna laid her head back down.  “Its really not that long until the end of school is it?”

“I guess.”

“Then you’ll be gone.  I still can’t believe you made the Cape Cod League.  I’m so happy for you, but I’m going to miss you.”

“We still have a few months before we have to worry about that.  And I’ll only be gone for the summer.  It won’t be that long.  Promise.”

“I’ll still miss you like crazy.”

“Me too.”  Kristoff moved, rolling to his side so he could look at Anna.  “Unless…”  He trailed off.

“Unless what?”

“Nevermind.  Forget it. It was a dumb idea.”

“Oh, you have to tell me now!  What?”

Kristoff lifted his head up, resting it on his hand.  He reached over and tucked a piece of hair behind Anna’s ear.  “I was going to say.  Unless you want to come with me.  I know you said you wanted to go to summer school, but there’s a community college on the Cape and you could probably go there.”

Kristoff stopped, as if his brain caught up with his mouth.  “That is if you would want to come,” he said quickly. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to follow me around.  But it could be fun… if you wanted too…  no pressure… its just a thought…  obviously do what you want…  I mean I’d love it if…  But…”

He stopped, threw his head back and put his arm over his eyes.  “I’m sorry.  Pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Anna lifted herself so she was looking down on him.  “You’d really want me to go with you?”

He moved his arm then dared to open one eye, then the second.  “Of course.  But only if you wanted to go.”

She crossed her arms over his chest. “If the school worked out, I bet I could find a job there for the summer.”

“Does that mean… that you’ll consider it?  That you’d be interested in going?  Because you don’t have-”

Anna put her finger to his lips.  “Yes!  It will be an adventure!”

She didn’t have to say anything else.  Kristoff’s lips were on hers, his fingers running through her hair. Maybe the whole idea was crazy, but she didn’t care.  She told herself long ago she wasn’t going to live with any regrets and her gut was telling her to go.  They could talk about it later and figure out how it would work out.

Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Kristoff nudging her back against the bed and kissing down her jaw.  She laughed, pulling the sweatshirt up and over and ready for wherever this adventure with Kristoff would lead her.

[takaraphoenix]

Teeth

...For a second there, I was really confused.

But. Right. The ask game. xD

Okay, so creepy fun fact: I have a box on my desk with all my baby and wisdom teeth. :D

And this seems to be an odd one to have a lot to say about, but I do!

My mother used to be a dental assistant/nurse (no fucking idea if there is a difference? My translator gives me both as options but there’s a difference between a nurse and an assistant so now I am confused...?), so I always loved going to the dentist as a kid.

I literally never understood that American stereotype of kids - and adults - being mortified to go to the dentist and the movies always acting like it is some... horror-movie scenario in there?? Like? What the fuck, by pretending it’s a horror-movie scenario you are only scaring kids into believing that shit and being afraid of the dentist?

Nah, man. My mom’s boss was such a cool woman and she was always super nice and praised my teeth and I always got an extra toy. I don’t know if that’s A Thing in other countries, but in Germany it was that when you, as a child, behaved well at the doctor’s you’d get a toy. Like, from the doctor. In America, according to Hollywood, it looks like they get a lollipop, which does seem counter-productive for a dentist?

But yeah. Toys. I mean, suuuper cheap not even 5 cents worth kinda toys, but hey, for a kid that’s totally awesome?

And my mother always made me take calcium and... other... stuff. I dunno, I was a kid, I just swallowed the pills. But yeah, for stronger teeth and all. Did the trick, I guess, because I’ve never had a hole in a tooth in my entire life.

And the tooth fairy! Oh boy was I sad when I lost my last milk tooth.

Also, difference between Germany and the US: We don’t get... a quarter. I mean, fact aside that Germany doesn’t have quarters because who needs money that is worth 25 of something. But no. No money. Toys.

(And no, we don’t believe in little mice bringing stuff... what the heck. That was so weird in Rise of the Guardians. I mean. You acknowledge that apparently France believes mice bring you something, but you don’t acknowledge the complication of the Christkind? Off-topic. Wildly off-topic, I will stop now.)

I also never had braces. Perfectly straight teeth. Heh. The only straight thing about me.

But I totally panicked when I was... seventeen, I think, and my wisdom teeth had to be pulled.

See, I was about the last person in my class to have them removed. Everybody else already had them pulled years ago. And I saw them.

I saw them suffer.

One friend of mine, she walked around with an ice-pack pressed to her cheek for three days. Only eating liquid food for a week straight.

Some had two to four different sessions to remove them all.

Some had the teeth break off, so only the root remained. Making it even harder and more painful to remove them.

I was mortified of ever having them removed, thanks to the horror stories.

Not to mention, I am totally terrified of surgery. Like. Irrationally, incredibly terrified of it. And since that shit was always sold to me as surgery, I was even more terrified.

So I kind of ignored it for three years. Like, they started hurting when I was 14? But it was only occasionally, like every couple months for a few days. And by the time I thought “Okay maaaybeee I should go to the dentist about it”, it’d stop.

But at 17, I just really couldn’t put it off any longer.

Obviously, this happened a week before Christmas. Because when else.

So, additionally of being totally afraid of surgery and all the horrors of it, I was also really frustrated that I’d miss Christmas dinner - remember, friends who couldn’t eat solid food for days to over a week.

I mean. The worst part about it was the anesthesia, really. Because having a needle rammed into your jaw hurts like a fucking bitch.

But that was really... it. The whole shebang took fifteen minutes. The doctor removed all teeth in one setting, absolutely no problems at all and by the time dinner rolled around, I was up to eating solid food again because there was no pain at all.

So yeah, totally panicked for absolutely nothing. Also have amazing teeth.

One last thing about teeth though - they’re my worst nightmare.

You know that stereotype of stressed people dreaming about going to school naked? Yeah no, never had that. My go-to stress-dream is of me losing my teeth. Usually in the middle of class. They just... start falling out, one by one.

I really hate that nightmare.

[thereisastorminsideofme]

Okay soo.. I'm just throwing it out here for those of you who have nothing better to do but listen (kinda) to this gay wreck (me).. I always looked for an excuse to make my brother see some tv shows with f/f couples I obsessed about (like PLL with emison etc..) to see his reaction or maybe even start a conversation (he's not homophobic but he doesn't really say good things about gay people), but without success.. I never seemed to convince him to watch the shows with me. The other day I was watching the third episode of Las Estrellas in italian on Tv (because here in Italy it's broadcasted on a Tv channel and some episodes are already online, so I can watch them whenever I want in my language, I know I'm pretty lucky ahah) and my brother was sitting beside me and without me saying anything, with one freaking episode he became obsessed with the show, and he wants us to watch the other episodes together.. so this means that he's not only going to witness some f/f love story, but the most beautiful and realistic lesbian storyline ever existed on tv and maaaybeee I have a chance to make him realize that same-sex relationships are the same as the straight ones.. Is it just a case that the only show that he wants us to watch together is the one with Flozmin in it?? Omg I don't know how to feel

[mettablonde]

Interview Meme

1. PICK ONE OF YOUR MUSES. 2. FILL IN THE QUESTIONS/STATEMENTS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE. 3. TAG TEN PEOPLE TO DO THIS MEME. (( TAGGED BY: @astertheskelegoat )) (( TAGGING: no one because I was soooo late with even noticing this tag.)) 1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?  “Oh darling, My name is Mettaton. But I get called Mettablone or Mettamom.” 2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?  “Real name!? I don’t get what you’re talking about darling!! ..... fine, it’s Hapstablook.” 3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU WERE CALLED THAT?  “If you mean my real name it’s probably because I used to be the happiest in my little ghost family. Mettaton I choose for myself as an alias. Mettamom and Mettablonde became nicknames due to a stupid prank and my personality.” 4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN?  “wouldn’t you like to know, Darling? ~” 5. HAVE ANY ABILITIES OR POWERS?  “I have a chainsaw.. does that count as an ability? I can also summon magical bombs.” 6. STOP BEING A MARY SUE/GARY STU. “oh my. Accusing me of being one of those, darling? You know, I could always act like one if that’s your kink ~” 7. WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR?  “Pink all the way, darling ~” 8. HOW ABOUT YOUR HAIR COLOR?  “It used to be a beautiful black, until a certain skeleton pulled a prank on me and dyed it blonde.” 9. HAVE YOU ANY FAMILY MEMBERS?  “I happen to have a bunch of cousins.” 10. OH? WHAT ABOUT PETS?  “Oh yes! Carl the snail is my pet!” 11. THAT’S COOL I GUESS, NOW TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE.  “.. Puns.” 12. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES/ACTIVITIES YOU LIKE DOING? “Being a star is my true passion ~ So anything creative like acting, dancing, singing, stuff like that.” 13. EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE?  “Unfortunately yes. But I regret every moment of it.” 14 EVER….KILLED ANYONE BEFORE?  “...no.... Or well yes.. but no, they came back to life sooo I guess it was okey?” 15.WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? “I am not an animal, sweetheart. I’m a robot.... or well, ghost.” 16.NAME YOUR WORST HABITS.  “.. I tend to take too much space sometimes, and being kind of loud.” 17.DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE AT ALL?  “Are we speaking about height here or like.. admiration? Because there are some people, not gonna mention them.” 18.GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL?  “I don’t care much for that gender you have, as long as you and I have a great time, darling ~” (Insert Pansexual right here.) 19.DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL?  “I used to go to school as little ghost. Monster school.” 20. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS ONE DAY?  “Oh my, wouldn’t that be a sight? I’d marry the most handsome person ever and we’d have the most handsome children ever! I’m swooning from  just thinking about it!~ But alas, Children will have to wait while I’m climbing to the top as a star.” 21.DO YOU HAVE ANY FANBOYS/FANGIRLS?  “Oh yes I do! I’m the biggest star in the underground after all. ~” 22.WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF?  “.. Next question...” They glance off to the side, obviously avoiding this question. (answer the question you nuthead) “Fine.... Being ignored and left alone for a long amount of time...” 23.WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR?  “I don’t have to wear much except the chasis of my robot body. But I sometimes wear dresses.” 24.DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? “My Mirror ~” 25.WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WET YOURSELF? They laugh a little. “Excuse me darling, that was just too funny.~ As both a ghost and a robot, I have no need for “Bathroom breaks”, therefore it is entirely impossible for that to have happened to me.” 26.WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? (HIGH CLASS, MIDDLE CLASS, LOW CLASS) “Oh I do hope I count as High class!” 27.HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? “You count your friends? oh my,” 28.WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? “Pie is okay I guess? I mean, I have no need to eat.” 29.FAVORITE DRINK? “Oil is the only thing I am able to drink without my fabulous robot body breaking down.” 30.WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? “MTT Resort of course! .... And Waterfall, my original home.” 31.ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE~? “Maaaybeee ~” 32.WHAT’S YOUR BRA CUP SIZE AND/OR HOW BIG IS YOUR WILLY? “okay, Darling. 1. I have no.. chesticles to speak of. as for my willy, why don’t you come here and find out? ~” 33.WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN? “None, I don’t want to die, thank you very much.” 34.WHAT’S YOUR TYPE?  “Type? You mean partner type? blood type? I don’t understand what you’re talking about here, for real.” 35.ANY FETISHES? “hmmm ~ Why don’t you come here and find out with me? ~” 36.SEME OR UKE? TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? “I am a bit of a switch, but I do enjoy being submissive more. Giving up power for once is such a good feeling ~” 37.CAMPING OR INDOORS? “Indoors, where it’s dry.” 38.ARE YOU WANTING THE QUIZ TO END? “Well, yes. This was just like any old interview. But thank you anyway for passing by with these silly questions.” (Weeee, trying to recapture the character ^^)

[skamfairy]

Get to know your followers and let them get to know you like the little SKAM-family we are! Answer the questions and then tag 5 people who youwant to know more about! tag #Get to know me skam

Okay so I was tagged by my loves @linneaxskam @schembel and @skamisako You are all so beautiful and kind souls so thank you so much for tagging me <3

Name: Mikki! 🐼

Country: Australia 🇦🇺  🐨  

Date of birth: 31st of August 1996

Height: ummmm 169cm I think

Orientation: Bi Bi Bi 💖💜💙

Relationship status: Single buuuut I am in love with my cat, myself and all of you beautiful jelly beans ♡

Occupation: Arts student (majoring in creative writing and gender studies and social analysis) 

Hobbies: watching skam, making skam memes, writing skam fanfiction, making theory and analytical posts about skam, hahaha I also love listening to music, writing, tv, reading and making songs up for my cat and singing them to her in a squeaky voice cos I’m lame. 

Favourite season (of the year not Skam I know what you were thinking: Damn Linnea! You do know what I was thinking! I’d have to say winter because I love wrapping up in blankets with hot chocolate and wearing really cute scarves and stuff. (and my birthday is on the last day of winter hehe ❄️

Favourite book:  This is too haaaaard but for now I will say both books Jandy Nelson has written are amazing and literally make me feel so much and it feels like she truly knows what i’m feeling. ugh love them.

Last song you listened to: The One by Kodaline ahhh it just makes me so happy and loved up. It’s adorable and it makes me think of Evak. ♡

Coffee, tea or hot cocoa:

 hmmm I love all three!!

How much do you use ketchup on a scale from 1-not at all, to 5-on all foods: ahhhhh 2 I think but my dad would be like a 30 on that scale. he is insane. Literally when you can’t find the sauce it is usually where he is. ahhh Australians man. (we also call it tomato sauce. We aren’t as cool as you guys)

Average hours of sleep: uhhh 7? but since skam more like 4 if I am lucky haha *cries*

Last thing you googled: “how to unscrew a screw without a screwdriver?” I have these cat shaped fairy lights and I need to replace the battery but my screw is tiny and won’t come undone waaaah 😭

Last message you sent someone:

“Okay lets do this” I sent this to my friend right before she called me and we watched an episode of Mr Robot at the same time while on the phone to each other. I think we miss each other a loooot. 

Who do you think will be s4 main? Sana maaaybeee but I really really want Even

Favourite Skam character:  Golden boy Isak always. I love him too much to be healthy at this point. 

Biggest not canon ship: Well Evilde is legit canon soooo.... possibly Lucas + Maya from gmw (my fandom before skam) but shipping that is just stressful don’t get me started 

Best Skam quote: “Kardamomme!” “E-Box Gimme the beat” 

but really: “Du Er Ikke Alene”  (I couldn’t pick one i’m sorry)

Blog created: like two years ago but I never used it at all until last year. But then that was mostly to just keep up with the gmw fandom. I never did much at all. But then when skam happened ahhhh everything changed. I found a use for this empty blog. A beautiful use ♡

Why did I choose my URL: Because I looove fairies haha and I tried to fly when I was 5 and broke my wrist so I was devastated until I decided that I am obviously still a fairy, I just don’t have any wings! Thought that I should change it to something skammy but I can’t seem to let it go. It’s part of my identity now 

Number of followers atm: 2036 

I taaaag @reasoniwantyoutostay @sandvikholm @isakdeilig @deepinskam @sanaandthesun (only if you wanna <3)